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polubrony · 2 months
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I can’t with these two, my brain decided that it gonna latch itself onto them and fulfil every sappy couple-y thing it can with these sketches
A little trivia - i heard that it was canon, that Vaggie is the best dancer out of the whole hotel crew, so yeah
Little spoiler for next posts
Ima do some chaggily/two-and-a-half halos/charlies angels sketches, cus i love these three together too and finally did some rough sketching with them
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beerose12 · 2 months
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VAGGIE VAGGIE VAGGIE
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rainbowmothed · 1 month
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can you tell she's my favorite character (this is giving you permission to tag me in any/all vaggie focused posts btw)
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okay so, that sketch I made on the school book but I made it digital
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hooffuloftootsierolls · 2 months
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cannot stop thinking about Niffty and Vaggie chilling out playing darts together
except it's with knives, and they're giggling, and it's with Vaggie holding her permanently got-impaled-by-heavnly-steel hand up to the dart board, and it's Charlie walking right as Niffty takes her throw
Charlie: "Hey guys! Husk is wondering if you want another round of-"
Niffty: (throws knife through charlie's gf's hand)
Charlie: "-ffffffffaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAaAAAHGHGHGHGH?!!!?!"
Vaggie: "Wooo yeaaaaahh!"
Niffty: "SCOOOOORE! Oh hi Charlie~!"
Charlie: "AArGH???"
Vagige: "Babe you gotta come check this out."
Charlie: "VAGGIE WHAT THE- what are- your HAND-!"
Vaggie: "Cool huh?"
Charlie: "C O O L ?? You've been impaled!!!"
Vaggie: "Yeah I have, that's the point."
Niffty: "the POINT... heeheeheee~"
Demon Charlie: "NiFFTy."
Niffty: (gets grabbed)
Niffty: "AHAHAHA!! I'm in danger!"
Vaggie: "Okay whoa sweetie, maybe don't toast the employee-"
Niffty: "TOAST ME- hrrk!"
Vaggie: "And don't snap her neck either!"
Charlie: "She. HURT-"
Vaggie: "She didn't hurt me. Look, see? No blood. She put the knife right through Lute's stab wound."
Charlie: "....and that's a GOOD thing???"
Vaggie: "Sure! She got a hole in one!"
Charlie: "...."
Charlie: "A hole... in one..."
Charlie: (drops niffty)
Niffty: "Wheee-!" (SPLAT)
Vaggie: "Babe? Uh, Charlie..? Where're you going?"
Charlie: "Bar. I'm.... getting another round of drinks from Husk."
Vaggie: "But you haven't even asked what we want-"
Charlie: "It's not FOR you." (staggers off)
Vaggie: "...."
Vaggie: "...Did I just traumatize my girlfriend?"
Niffty: "Naaaah, the trauma was already there, we just POKED at it enough for her to go cry all over Husk's countertops about it."
Vaggie: "So I should probably let her do that huh."
Niffty: "Once she's done crying, THEN you can hug her!"
Vaggie: "Or I could go hug her right now..."
Niffty: "OR you could let me see if I can put a knife between each of your fingers AND get a hole in one!!"
Vaggie: "...i guess... venting to other people did help her out a lot last time..."
Niffty: "Hole! In! One!"
Vaggie: "Hole. In. One."
Niffty: "BLOOD OR GLORY!!!"
Vaggie: "TRUST AND ACCURACY!!!!"
Niffty: "AND KNIVES!!!!!!!"
-at the bar-
Charlie: "It's gooooood she's gotta close friend, y'know? It is, so grrrreaaaat that they're bonding. Throwin'... throwin' knives right through her new unhealing and eternal puncture wound....."
Husk: "Wait the fuck, they're doing what now?"
Charlie: "....another something that Lute and heaven did to her....that I wasn't there to stop from happenin'...."
Husk: "Shit."
Charlie: "An' now she's playing parlor games with it! Yay!"
Husk: "This is the least fucking 'yay' I've ever fucking seen you."
Charlie: "That's like, free therapy for her though! Right!?"
Husk: "No, but this is."
Husk: (pours drink) "Here."
Charlie: (takes bottle) "Thank- hic-s!!"
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doctorcatastrophe · 3 months
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"That's Princess of Hell to you PIG"
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beababoobies · 3 months
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Hey, could you please do an angel dust x emo reader?
I am going to be using NB!reader for this but please do know I’m quite aware Angel is gay! He is canonically gay and I think that’s cool yippers ok lesgo 🙏🙏 by Emo I wasn’t sure exactly what you meant so I went with like an angry moody bitch with a 2000s MySpace Emo sort of aesthetic. If you want something diff feel free to re-request and specify! Thatz it :3 </3 (also Emo community please don’t attack me you guys are so cool I’m scared of you. I know corpse paint is gothic I swear please you guys are so cool).
Corpse Paint
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Angel Dusk X Emo!NB!Reader
words : 1k , warning for mentions of sexual trauma!
You had been staying in this fucking hotel for months. Did it suck ass? Yes. Did you kind of maybe despise half the people here? Oh, absolutely. But - free place to crash, and it’s not like you were doing much with your days anyways, so the “rehabilitation” excersizes only got positivity-toxic half the time. Plus, Charlie let you skip out on them. Her little girlfriend didn’t though, so you were usually there dejectedly. Not anything worse than your highschool experience. 
But you also had Angel. Anthony. Whatever he let you call him depending on the day. And he was half the reason you stayed here. The amount of times you’ve crawled into bed with him and cried? You hadn’t cared to keep track of anymore. A long day, night - of shooting scenes, and you gently comforted him while he laid tiredly in bed, rubbing his back until he fell asleep. Plus, you liked his pig. You and fat nuggets would hangout whenever he was gone. 
You wouldn’t consider your relationship too romantic, but it was unbelievably supportive. You two didn’t really get intimate, due to his work, he didn’t trust anyone he was intimate with. He told you that that could change, but you reassured him over and over that it didn’t ever have to. You were happy gently comforting him. You were happy drinking with him, you were happy to be around him.
That didn’t mean he was completely touch-adverse, though. You exchanged small pecks on the cheeks, held hands - though not publicly, due to some of his fans obsessive behaviours - cuddled up. Charlie had offered to just let you guys share a room, but you had rejected the idea and shut it down pretty quickly. You loved each other very dearly, but sometimes you just needed space. 
Today wasn’t one of those days, though. You, head resting in his lap as he scrolled on his phone, your 2000s MySpace mix playing softly in the background as you looking through a new catalogue of Hell’s Most Edgy with a marker, circling anything you liked, Fat Nuggets sleeping soundly at Angel’s feet, snoring loudly. But adorably. 
“I have a favor to ask.” Angel mumbled out nervously. He hated asking for anything. Especially from someone he had already asked so much of. But you just nodded silently, circling a new, shiny pair of black platforms, before looking up at him with a small smile. “‘Sup, Webs?” You asked, tilting your head as you sat up properly.
“I - well, Val wants to do this shoot today, but he wants me to do Corpse paint. I don’t know how to do.. that. So I was wondering if you could help me out?” He asks with a nervous smile, only to watch the smile on your face grow wide, nodding excitedly as you hopped quickly off the bed to run to your room to get your makeup, disturbing a now cranky Fat Nuggets, who oinked at Angel before walking over to his bed to fall back to sleep. 
You came back into his room, closing the door quietly behind you, box of white cream foundation and a million sticks of eyeliner and other black makeup pencils, along with some dramatic statement lashes and lash glue, sitting down next to him on the bed on your knees, gesturing for him to sit up with his legs out straight. You straddled him softly, opening your box of makeup.
“So, this feels - kind of gross to put on. Gonna survive that?” You ask with a smile, tilting your head as he nodded with a small chuckle. “I’ve had much worse on my face.” He says with a wink and a smile. “I’ll survive.” He says with a shrug as you brush some of his fluff out of his face, starting to paint the thick white foundering over his pale pink fur, watching him awakward my try to avoid eye contact, hands awkwardly shifting, trying not to touch your thighs.
“You can put your hands on my thighs, it’s okay. I’m not going to initiate anything.” You say reassuringly and watch as one of his pairs of hands rest comfortably on your thighs, the other set holding up a mirror so he can see the work you’re doing. You watch him visibly relax slightly. He always is a little paranoid about people trying to be intimate with him - reasonably so - so you make sure to quietly reassure him in these moments. 
It takes a couple thick layers of the face paint to get his Angel stamp of approval, in which you go in with black eye-safe eyeliner for his eyes, coating them in black and following the image he used as reference, making streaks of black run from his eyes. You pierced your lips together as you leaned back to admire your work. “It’s missing something.” You mumble quietly, before peeking up and pulling out a pair of white lashes from your kit, and he smiles. You let him apply them himself, and with some white underliner, it looks perfect.
You give him some black lipstick, too, but that’s about the extent of what he wants. You give him your old lipstick too, because you and him both know he’s gonna need some re-applying. You watch as he walks over to the mirror, admiring your work - a job well done you’re sure - when he smiles at his reflection and the giddy way you smile back at him through your own reflection.
He pulls you up into a big hug and you giggle as he picks you up and spins you around, before you get him to put you down, smiling from ear to ear at how happy he looks with himself and the work you’ve done. His phone buzzes and he sighs, kissing you softly on the head before heading out, not even daring to put his famous sunglasses on and ruin your work. 
A new memory that’s keeping you sane in these old hotel walls. 
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thesupernaturalhouse · 2 months
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So we've seen how protective Vaggie is of Charlie and how she will threaten anyone who tries to hurt charlie.....we hacnt see Charlie being this protective though and iw ant to see it
I want somebody to write a fic diversion au thing where Val says "Yeah, leave and go back you your whore" after Angle tells her to go
And charlie absolutely goes APESHIT, because you can insult her. You can insult her dreams. But if you insult Vaggie she WILL kill you and have 0 regrets about it
I want her to grab him by the collar and say that exact thing and end woth 'if you say soemthing like that about her again I will destroy your soul infrotn of everyone here.' And then throw him into a wall before leaving the studio-
I think she doesn't do it to angle cause she knows it's just banter and he doesn't eman any of it and Vaggie doesn't care all that much- but Val?? Val 100% means what he says.
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animefanboy48 · 10 days
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Funfact:
In 'Happy day in hell' when Vaggie sings her part she doesn't sing "angels hearts are hard to change" she says "THOSE ANGELS" which means she specifies on the council we see
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shE a pIRatE
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polubrony · 2 months
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Some doodles of my girl Vaggie
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yoursaltytears · 2 months
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The lesbians and their cats
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spookyandart · 10 months
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Kuromi and Melody GFs :3c
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mooncalf87 · 2 months
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"Real fans remember Baxter!!!" REAL FANS REMEMBER CRYMINI
DO YOU REMEMBER CRYMINI????????
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I wonder if Vaggie knew the exorcist that Carmilla killed
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radvelvetcakez · 2 months
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chaggie as stupid with love thanks for listening everyone
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