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goldenamaranthe-blog · 2 months
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Lightweight: Hazbin Hotel
Vaggie: (enters the new hotel after an arms meeting with Carmilla Carmine) Ugh.... I need a-
Angel: (pops up out of nowhere and holds up a cocktail) Drink?
Vaggie: ..... (Takes the drink, secretly appreciative) That was... oddly fast.
Angel: Not really. This was Charlie's, but Husk had to cut her off.
Vaggie: (sputters) I'm sorry. WHAT?!?!
Angel: (giggling like an imp before grabbing Vaggie's hand and dragging her down to the bar) You gotta come see this!
Charlie: (demon mode, suit coat missing and her shirt mostly unbuttoned, bowtie undone, snarling and flexing her claws at a mirror like a puppy seeing its reflection for the first time)
Vaggie: Uh.... What?
Angel: Watch this. (To Charlie) How's putting that homewrecking bitch into submission going, Toots?!
Charlie: (turns to Angel with an excited, fang filled smile) I think I got this bitch on the ropes! *gasp* Hi, Vaggie!!!
Husker: Oh, this is gonna be good.
Charlie: (eyes shift towards the mirror and fire spews from her body as she turns her full attention to her reflection with a growl) Now, you listen here, you cum guzzling bitch.
Vaggie: (gasps and covers her mouth)
Charlie: Vaggie is MY girlfriend! Mine! I'm the one who crawls into bed with her at night. I'm the one who gets to give her kisses every day. And I'M the one who got to wear her thighs as earrings on Thursday night!!!
Angel: (howls with laughter)
Vaggie: (zips to Charlie and firmly grabs her arms) Okay! That's enough of that. It's time to get you to bed, little missy.
Charlie: (melts at Vaggie's touch) Okay, babe. I love you so much. (Glances back at the mirror as she's led away and snarls) You got lucky this time.
Angel: (waits until they're put of earshot) Please tell me someone got a video of her shadow boxing herself for thinking horny thoughts about Ol' Featherduster.
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~new year's eve party at the Weasley's~
Y/n, who's extremely drunk: Harold, I have something to tell you but it's a secret okay!
Harry who is very sober: Y/n, I won't tell a soul.
~later on~
Harry: RON! RON! RON! Y/N HAS A CRUSH ON ONE OF YOUR BROTHERS!
Ron who is also very very drunk: BLOODY HELL! SERIOUSLY?!? ohhhh I wonder who it is... Percy? No he's a git...Charlie?! No, she doesn't really know him that well... BILL?!? Wait no, he's engaged... George? Wait or is it Fred? Wait which one of them is which....oh crap....*big gasp* WHAT IF ITS GINNY?! Wait no, she's my sis-
Harry:... It's Fred
Ron: OHHHHHH!!!
Ron:
Ron: which one of them is Fred again?
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twslug · 3 months
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glue song
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kendallsroyco · 5 months
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We don't appreciate enough how perky College Matt is 🥹 his little drunken jumpy laugh? him swinging his legs? A cutie 😭
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hazbinwhoree · 1 month
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Adam x reader whos rlly rlly drunk and strangely asking for... Err baby making.
And adam is rlly hesistant because reader has a very low sex drive...
So when adam refuses (because hes all about boundaries and consent) reader cries and just kinda vents about shit that has no relate to baby making or even anything about tht night.
And in the morning she wakes up so fresh and happy and has no memory of last night, even being so affectionate to adam<333
Consent King
(Name) had a much lower tolerance than Adam, so it didn’t take long into their drinking before (Name) was absolutely wasted. Adam had a nice buzz going, but quit to take (Name) home.
As soon as they were in the door, (Name) was immediately on him, trying to kiss him. Adam let her kiss him, but when her hands moved down to fumble with his belt, he stopped her. “Woah, babe-” “Let’s have sex,” (Name) slurred.
Adam was taken aback. (Name) was very rarely the one to initiate sex, and he was very tempted to take her up on it. But she was sloshed. He steadied her with large hands holding her shoulders. “As much as I would love that, you’re pretty trashed, babe.”
To Adam’s shock, (Name) burst into tears. “You don’t find me attractive anymore,” she sobbed. “What? Babe, no!” “It’s truuue,” she cried, slurring her words slightly. “You don’t want meee.”
Adam was flabbergasted. “(Name), that’s not true! You’re just really drunk right now.” “So?” “So you can’t consent. I’m a lot of things but I’m not a fucking rapist.”
(Name) continued to cry. Adam was at a loss.
“I wish I was prettier,” (Name) blurted out suddenly. Adam frowned. “You’re hot, babe, what are you talking about?”
“No,” (Name) wailed. “All your groupies are so much hotter than me, I don’t even know why you chose me.” Before Adam could even respond, (Name) continued. “You’re probably cheating on meee.”
Adam shook his head, stunned. “I’m not… why would you think that?”
(Name) shrugged and sniffled. “Because look at *hic* you, then look at me. You could do so much better.”
Adam pulled her into his arms. “I love you. I’m not cheating on you. You’re the hottest bitch in the world to me. My groupies are whores, they don’t mean shit. Stop being a dick to yourself.”
(Name)’s tears slowed as she cuddled into Adam’s chest. “Really?” she asked quietly.
“Really.”
A moment of silence.
“‘M tired,” (Name) slurred. Adam rolled his eyes. “I’m not surprised. You’re wasted.” “Whateverrr.” When she turned towards the stairs and stumbled, Adam scooped her up bridal-style.
“I can wa-alk,” (Name) protested.
��Shut up.”
Adam carried her upstairs to their bedroom. He cradled her in one arm while he pulled the covers back, before gently tucking her into the bed. He crawled into bed next to her. Protectively, he draped his wing over her and pulled her into his chest.
(Name) slung an arm over his waist, gripping the shirt material at his back. It didn’t take long at all before (Name) was fast asleep. After watching her for a while, Adam himself fell asleep.
He woke up to (Name) running her fingers through his hair and gently scratching at his scalp. “Good morning,” she cooed. Adam sighed contently. “You’re feeling better.” (Name) was confused. “What do you mean?”
“Oh you were a mess last night,” Adam teased. “You wanted to have sex and I said no because I was pretty sure you were blacked out, and boom, I was right. Anyway, you lost your shit a little.”
(Name) looked embarassed. “Oh my god, I’m never drinking again.”
Adam laughed. “It’s okay, babe, I still thought you were cute. Even when you were drunk crying.”
(Name) tapped his head. “Shut up,” she mumbled.
Adam laughed. He couldn’t help but tease her. “Seriously though, you were fine,” he reassured her.
“But now that you’re awake and sober, wanna have sex?”
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Some Bad Guy: Any last words?
Lucifer, drunk off his ass: I miss Macaulay Culkin!
Vaggie, also drunk: Tell Charlie I love her!
Lucifer: Sure, make me look like an asshole.
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downloadablecreature · 2 months
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Rating Hazbin Hotel characters by how long I think it took them to figure out their new forms
Charlie- was literally born in hell, developed her fine motor skills accordingly
Mimzy- no problems whatsoever
Cherri Bomb- little to no issues, but having only one eye was kinda weird
Niffty- her worst issue was being so much shorter than she was before, but got over that pretty quickly
Vaggie- took her a while to get used to having no depth perception
Alastor- his first 5 minutes in hell involved him fighting his own legs, anyone that saw him stumble/trip would be instantly killed
Angel Dust- didn’t realize his extra arms were retractable, was pissed that he didn’t figure it out sooner
Vox- whenever he updates his appearance, it takes him a day or so to get used to the changes, has overestimated his ability to fit his head through gaps on multiple occasions
Valentino- still in denial about his terrible eyesight, loved that he could use his wings like a big fancy coat/cape
Husk- understood that cat part pretty quickly, had no clue what he was doing with his wings and often hit them against people/objects
Sir Pentious- took forever for him to figure out how one moves when they don’t have any legs, face planted soooo many times
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razberrypuck · 11 months
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qcharlie and qfoolish's conversation on the way to the club fucking got me dude. like foolish flat out shutting down charlie's attempts at flirting, and having a genuine heart-to-heart with him as a result. foolish, the person who is notoriously bad at dealing with grieving people, actually getting to charlie and comforting him, and right off the heels of roier saying charlie was meant to be alone. saying that I think you and mariana CAN make it work, actually. charlie talking about how he just feels numb, and how he wishes it felt like there was a hole in his heart, so he knew he could at least try to fix it with SOMETHING. foolish encouraging him to start taking little steps to "get his groove back." I think charlie needed that.
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goldenpinof · 5 months
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dealwithadeer · 3 months
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You've written Charlie getting drunk, and then Vaggie getting drunk, but what happens when they're both drunk together?
Hi, Anon!
They'll probably *censored* and *BEEEEP-EP-EP-BEEEEEEEP* while *Good God, Golden, you kiss your wife and son with that mouth?!* But let's check it out!
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Title Match: Drunk Chaggie
Charlie: (staring all puppy faced, heart eyed, and giddy at Vaggie from across the bar) Pssst! PSSSSST!!! Husk! HuUUuuSk!!!
Husker: No. You're cut off. No more Dirty Shirleys.
Charlie: Who's Shirley? I was gonna ask who the cute girl is across the bar. (Blushes and rubs her even rosier cheeks like a hamster)
Husker: Uh.... You're jokin', right?
Charlie: (groans and slams plops her head onto the bar in shame) YOU'RE RIGHT!!!! How could I be looking at another woman when I have Vaggie?!?!?! (All doe eyed and lovestruck as she sighs) My Vaggie~ I'm gonna marry her some day.
Husker: (blinks) You're never drinking again.....
Vaggie: (giving Charlie an absolute smolder from across the bar as she speaks Spanish) I am absolutely going to ruin her tonight~
Angel: (so trashed from drinking tequila either Vaggie he's speaking strictly Italian) Not without hydratin', bitch.
Vaggie: (sends a wink over to Charlie) I've been drinking a glass of water after every Paloma.
Charlie: (full body blushes and curls in on herself while smiling and giggling like a school girl)
Angel: Not you. Her. She's plastered.
Vaggie: (grabs a glass of water and hops off her seat) Then I better give her something to drink~
Angel: Ugh.... (watches as Vaggie struts across the bar to flirt with her girlfriend) You're never drinking again.....
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il-predestinato · 1 year
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Charles Leclerc chats with Max Verstappen during the team photo at the 2022 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix. 🎥: Drive to Survive, Season 5 Episode 10, "End of the Road"
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zal-cryptid · 1 month
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What was the thing the came over Charlie?
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Charlie and Gabe found some toy beer bottles and got wasted during one of their poker nights. Thank God they don't have livers anymore. Or any other internal organs for that matter.
This was years ago, though. Charlie was an alcoholic back when he was human, so Gabe saw to it that the toy beer bottles were disposed of, much to his dismay.
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static-scribblez · 2 months
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“..Mr Dear? Mr Dear, are you listening? Mr Dear? … Mr Dear??”
“What. Who. Where?”
“Eddie..! ….. Eddie are you there, why aren’t you answering? Eddie..?”
“I think I need to go home.”
“UHH HAPPY HOMEWORMIN- 🎉🎉”
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bitseventimes · 1 year
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thing about sunny is when you take the stuff they do for each other seriously you start seeing how much they truly care about eachother, they would die and kill for one another, they all have some appalling codependency problems but at the core of it it's all love and care, and i'm enamoured by it bc it shows that you don't have to be perfect or beautiful or have your life all sorted out for someone to care about you, or to take care of someone.
it's like. you see this gang of assholes shunned by society who barely know how to stay afloat and who seemingly hate each other but when you look through the façade you realize there's some deeply fanfic trope level love behaviours in there and you go oh so it doesn't have to be perfect, I don't need to make my life the perfect scenario, to construct beautiful aesthetics or thought out meet-cutes, it's all in the grit of real life. sometimes you spend your days fighting with your best friend but he still peels apples for you and makes you tea, sometimes he offhandedly encourages you to keep trying to read and you don't even have to acknowledge it, but it's there! it's not always the focus point, almost never is, actually, but at the core of it all, it's always present.
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demonictacobeard · 2 months
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I usually like to think Adam gets to keep his wings (or at least a hell effected set?) but if Sinner Adam lost his wings………and then got raging drunk a few weeks after coming into the hotel
He would have a pair of tatted wings on his back when he woke up the next morning. Adam would be confused as shit and wonder who the fuck gave him the money to get them in the first place (Also low key panicking because he doesn’t remember if Heaven gave a shit about tattoos and if they would let him back in with them)
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