#HELP ME I CANT BREATH CHARLIE

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IM CRYING

[cheriladycl01]

Can you do a cute one shot please where reader gets drunk and she’s a super lovey and cute drunk and just wants cuddles with Max or Lando please?? Love 🍷 anon who is deffo not drunk and crying over max edits 🥰🥰

Drunk in Love - Lando Norris x Drunk Reader x Max Verstappen

Plot: Your were drinking for England after your first podium. To the point where you can’t tell the difference between your boyfriend Lando Norris and team-mate Max Verstappen.

Warning: Throwing up, General drunkenness.

A/N: This request was hard to choose whether i wanted it centered around Max or Lando, so i added Max being cutie.

You'd gotten your first podium and you were in a celebrating that in a London Club after the British GP. There was a load of drivers in the club with you including your boyfriend Lando Norris.

You were being offered drinks from pretty much everyone in the room, it was absolutely insane and you'd taken so many drinks without even thinking how much you'd had.

You vision was so blurry, and you were at the point where being this intoxicated was scaring you and you just wanted to get back to your apartment that you kept in London while Lando had the Monaco apartment.

"Lan!" you cry looking up at who you thought was your boyfriend because of the shirt he was wearing. It the shape, same colour and same material when you leaned in to touch it as what Lando was wearing.

Your vision was beyond fucked and you couldn't even make out your boyfriends beautiful face.

"Baby!" you cried at him, tugging him towards you, your eyes blurring more with tears as you struggle to get his attention. The body turns round, and Max is now looking down at his friends very drunk state.

"Y/N?" he asks looking over at you bending down.

"Lan, please baby. I love you but I want to go home!" you say nuzzling into his neck and wrapping your arms around his middle.

"Oh-erm Y/N" Max tries but because of how loud the club is your drunk self cant even tell that it's Max and his Dutch accent that is talking to you and trying to pry you off of him.

"Why are you trying to get me to let go! You love cuddles!" you pout looking down.

"Do you not love me anymore?" you gasp before sobs start to rack through your body at the thought of Lando, the love of your life no longer wanting to be with you.

"Hey, Hey shush!" Max comforts you, pulling you in for a hug and brushing you hair with his hand in a polite manner. You nuzzle into the hug, and you started to feel strange, this didn't feel like a Lando hug, it didn't feel like your Lando full stop.

This body was taller, but not as built as Lando. It didn't feel right. And you couldn't help but wonder who on earth this imposter was.

Max was asking around him, trying to get Charles and Carlos to find where Oscar, Logan and Lando had all wondered off to away from you.

"You are my boyfriend! WHO ARE YOU?" you ask your eyes squiting to try have a better look at the man in front of you.

"Y/N it's me Max!" he smiles kindly putting his hand on your upper arm to steady you as he can see your swaying.

"I want Lando, please get Lando!" you ask with little gasps of breath, sounding like hiccups while you try to catch you breathe a little.

"Carlos has gone looking for him, look come sit down here next to Charlie and Daniel, i'll go help Carlos!" Max says leading you next to Charles who moves over a little in the booth to give you room to get in.

You sit there quietly waiting for Lando's return.

Max was practically running round the club, looking to spy Lando or even Carlos so they could team up and look for the trio together.

After looking he finds them out on the balcony looking down at the busy London street below.

"Lando!" Max shouts making all their heads snap round.

"What's up?" Lando asks putting his drink down making it clink on the glass of the table.

"It's Y/N she's like ... I've never seen her this drunk before. She didn't even know I was me, she thought i was you!" he explains and Lando looks between Oscar and Logan with a shocked look.

"We left her for what... like half an hour!" Lando sighs before following Max back inside leaving Oscar and Logan to their own devices out on the balcony.

"Baby?" Lando asks tentatively, seeing you slouched against Charles.

"Lan!" you exclaim, jumping up and launching yourself at him. You hug him and he wraps you into a familiar warm bear hug and you know that it's him now.

"There's MY Lan!" you smile, nuzzling into him. He kisses your forehead before pulling you back and bending down to your level to look over your face. He could see how spacey your eyes look and that it's for sure about time you should be leaving.

"Come on baby lets go!" he smiles and you shake your head with a soft whine.

"My feet hurt so much" you say groggily and he cant help but laugh at the little pouty expression on his face.

"That's okay, I can carry you baby" he smiles and lifts you up as though you were the weight of a feather. He carries you bridle style all the way back to your apartment which was actually on a 15 minute walk through London.

"I love you so much! I'm sorry about tonight!" you sighed at him, not enjoying filming guilty for making him leave this early.

"Why are you sorry darling!" he laughs as he places you down in the now moving elevator of your apartment building.

"Because i made you leave early from the fun because I don't feel well!" you pout, grabbing his arm and hugging it close against you. He just smiles down at you. You were normally very affectionate anyway but drunk you was very clingy and needy.

Not that Lando minded, he actually loved it.

"Come on baby, it's bed time for the both of us. No need to feel guilty, I was kinda wanting to come back for a nice cuddle session with you anyway!" he grins and you then look down.

"Shower!" you complain looking at him as the lift doors open to your pent house. He carries you straight through to the bathroom, you collapse to your knees throwing up all the contents from that night.

Tears brim your eyes hating the sensation, while Lando rubs your back soothingly trying to help make sure you can breath.

"Okay, lets wash this down and then get you in there to clean up yeah hunny?" he smiles at you, grabbing the shower head down and turning the water on washing the sick from the floor of the shower down the drain until its gone. He helps you step in undressing you, then himself.

He helps you shower, not trusting you alone in the shower by yourself in this state before drying you off and brushing you teeth for you.

You both snuggle up in the big bed, you cuddling into him playing with his curls.

"I love you!" you whispers looking up at his expression.

"I love you more" he smiles placing a kiss on your lips before turning the lights off with the remote and laying his head back to sleep.

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[deadghosy]

HEADCANNONS TEEN! READER LEARNING HOW TO DRIVE

various x gn! teen reader

LUCIFER

• Tried to teach you how to drive only for you to drive into a wall.

• Pretty much he has a helmet on with body armor and his seltbelt on saying sum,

"safety first!"🤓

• He would react calm to you driving ike a bat from hell as he gives you tips. Only for you to use the tips horribly.

• He revoked your driving license and privileges.

CHARLIE

• She asked you to go get some stuff for her only for you to ram the car into the hotel upstairs.

• HOW THE FUCK DID YOU EVEN GET UP THERE?!

• She screamed out of shock but calmed down seeing your gremlin ass smile as you hopped out the car holding out whatever she wanted you to get for her.

• She also revoked your driving privileges and license. She doesn't want anyone hurt or yourself.

VAGGIE

• She already revoked it the moment you drove into an old demon lady.

• She's not risking SHIT!

• She tried to help you again but you pressed the gas so hard you almost flew out the driving seat.

• So yeah she revoked ya shit, even the keys.

ALASTOR

• Absolutely NO.

• He's not stepping foot into your car.

• He might as well slash your tire with a sick smile cause he doesn't trust you driving at fucking all.

• Literally just teleports you to the places you want. He ain't risking nothing if he wants to live from your terrible driving.

HUSK

• He was drunk, and you were sober. Next thing this fucker woke up to was you inside of a shop's wall chuckling nervously...

• "What in the fu-"

• You guys had to walk to the hotel handing the keys to Charlie who is just happy you and husk are okay.

• Husk never trusted you to be his Uber.

ANGEL DUST

• Lord have mercy

Angel better pray you don't come across Valentino because your driving is so bad to the point you accidentally almost hit Valentino.

• Angel was in the car on his phone scrolling through hellgram (instagram) when he heard you cuss loudly and swerve almost hitting his boss Valentino.

• You speeded the fuck out of there while

Angel's eyes were wide as a pizza. Bro hoped Valentino didn't know who was in the car. But you chuckled a little.

• "I kinda wished I ran that motherfucker over."

• Angel nodded chuckling as he sits properly in the passenger seat.

ADAM

• This fucker literally was the driver...he rammed into your apartment as you screamed shock.

• "SUP BITCHHH!"

• Literally you forced him to fix your wall as he mumbles cuss words under his breath.

• But if you are a worse driver than him. He's gripping the fuck out his seat while either screaming of fun or fear.

PENTIOUS

• He passed out scared.

• YOU CANT TELL ME HE WOULDN'T PASS

OUT

• He is such a precious boy holding onto the car door to the point his hands are sweaty for holding it for so long.

• His egg boiz are having a blast in the background as they jump in the backseat while you do this shit like Tokyo drift. Like shiiit you might as well join fast and furious.

[ratskinsuit]

Hii! I was wondering if you could write for sub!Lucifer and Gn!reader.

Basically, I was like wondering if you know you could write about that, but like the scenario is you know Lucifer being a brat …

And you know while reader they’re handling him they almost get caught, and reader tells Lucifer to be quiet.

But yeah, I was just wondering if you could write for it thank you! 🩷💕

Oh ho, Lucifer should have REALLY thought before deciding to tease you all day

He wore some slutty booty shorts, teasing you with those seductive winks

teasing glances, bending over every couple minutes

So what else did he expect when you get him alone, and he's dragged into the closet

hand down his pants and he's bound with his own tie, on his knees on the floor, foot on his cock

Your kneel down next to him, grinning down at him, your fingers in his mouth as his hazy glowing eyes stare back at you dumbly, whimpering and drooling around them

Trying desperately to buck up when you replace your food with your hand, palming him through the obvious bulge in his pants

"P-puh please... ngh.. I- k... hng... I, I know I've been a b-ba- f'ck, bad b-boy, but hng- mercy... mercy da-arling..."

He cries out when you finally pull down his pants, stroking him lazily through his underwear, soaked through with his own pre as he babbles, begging, trying to convince you that he deserves to be held down and fucked now

of course you take your time, stepping away as he cries and sniffles, tantalizingly taking off your pants and underwear, before going up to him and grabbing him by the hair and shoving him between your legs to prep your hole

drool and whimpers falling out of him and you as his usually skilled tongue dips inside of you, reaching those of so sensitive places, as you have to hold him by his hair

when you believe you have been prepped enough, you lean down, hovering over his leaking member as he spews empty insults and threats.

"F-fuckin- c'mon, fu-fuck me already!! you- hic- you can take-take the king... c-cant you??? hng- baby..."

He sobs and recoils as you grab him by his neck, snapping his head back, bearing his neck, to where you take a nip, earning a whimper, putting him in his place to realize your incharge

when you finally lean down, he cries out as the head pops in, going to start making your way down, you stop, hearing a familiar voice nearing

Charlie calls out for you and her dad "Dad? Dad you said you would help me with dinner, where are you??"

Lucifer panics, sputtering and trying to pull himself out, but you hold him down, making eye contact as you slam yourself down upon him

You have to cover his mouth with the palm of your hand to muffle the scream that rips from his mouth, crying and coughing, deep shuddering breaths at the sudden wave of pleasure

you keep your hand down as you ride him, up and down, his daughter outside the door

He cant think, tears run down his face, ruining his eyeliner and makeup, whimpering and heaving

"P-lea... mast- mhm.. hang o-mph.. ngh.... ah.. a-ack... hah.."

Pulling three orgasms out of him before Charlie leaves, and you finally drag the fucked out fallen angel back to the room for more

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A/N: I HAVE RETURNED AND IM HORNIER THEN EVER, I ALSO NOW WRITE CREEPYPASTA SO PLEASE REQUEST I BEG OF YOU

[wisterialagoon]

Alastor x Reader - Comfort Fic

Warnings: established relationship, probably ooc alastor, comfort, reader is grabbed (not by alastor) reader curses :P

Btw! Please do send in Hazbin requests, I do sfw and nsfw :)

You had been having a miserable day. You woke up in a sour mood, but the feeling only worsened when you realised you had woken up in bed alone.

Presumably your husband had left early to head to his broadcast studio. You then had several run-ins with the most insufferable sinners throughout your day, but this, this was ridiculous.

You had been standing in the lobby, by the check-in desk trying not to burst into stress tears as a rather tall intimidating demon stood there screaming his lungs out at you.

"I already told you sir, I cant get you a room unless you want to be redeemed, this isn't a normal hotel," you stress to the demon before you.

He unfortunately doesn't take the refusal well, gripping the collar of your favourite dress, ripping it slightly.

The demon has you in a strong hold pulling his face right up to yours, you grimace at his breath brushing your face. Your feet barely reaching the floor anymore.

"Sir you need to let go of me now!" you damn near shriek in fury. The commotion catches the attention of a few of the hotels residents, the demon finally drops you when he realises he's drawn a crowd, opting to leave before things went south for him.

"Y/N!" You hear Charlie's panicked yell as she comes up to you, helping you to your feet, "Are you okay? D-do you need anything, I'll have Vaggie deal with that demon don't worry!"

"Its alright Charlie," You steady yourself, taking a deep breath, "just give me the rest of the afternoon off, yeah?"

"Of course, please, go rest."

With that you head off to your room, you pull off your dress and get into your night gown. You inspect the collar of your dress to see it in tatters, this unfortunately was your tipping point.

You're now sitting in the middle of the bed crying your eyes out, clutching your dress. You're so in your feelings, you don't even notice Alastor has slipped in until hes sitting next to you and pulling you into his arms.

You still for a moment but ease into the embrace, soaking his shirt in your tears.

When you had calmed down a bit Alastor cups your face, making you look into his eyes, "Charlie told me what happened my dear, I do wonder why you didn't make that wretched sinner pay, hmm? You're more than capable." He tilts his head, a questioning look in his eyes.

"I didn't want to cause a scene and bring a bad reputation to the hotel, sinners should want to come here," you sniffle.

"Au contraire my dear, you shouldn't be afraid to kill those that wrong you, if demons fear you, it keeps them in their place! Anyhow, what's done is done, I'm more concerned with the fact that my, usually very dauntless wife is crying all on her own." Alastor taps your nose gently.

"Bad day, bad, terrible, awful day Al," tears begin to flood your eyes again just thinking about it.

Alastor chuchles softly as he pulls you to straddle his lap, softly running his fingers through your hair. "Oh you poor sweet thing," He listens carefully as you recount your day to him.

"And to top it off, t-that dickless bastard tore my favourite dress" you finish, words getting caught between your sobs.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head about that, I'll have it mended in a jiff, instead, worry about what you'll wear Tonight!"

You look up at him curiously, "Tonight?"

"Well of course I'm treating you to a perfect night out, I can't in good conscious let my sweet wife wallow in her sadness all night can I?"

You perk up at this. Your husband is a busy demon, its not often you get him all to yourself. "The whole night?" you say with big eyes.

"You'll have my complete undivided attention all night long my dear!"

You jump up at this, racing to find an outfit all while Alastor happily watches you showing him different dresses, shoes and jewellery.

He makes a mental note to quickly pop out and find the demon that laid his hands on you, Vaggie was so kind as to provide him with a description.

[liveontelevision]

Hi! im in love with your Lucifer fics. You newest one has me gripped and i cant wait for the next part.

You got me brainstorming more Lucifer fics ideas

I was thinking of one where the reader has been helping/supporting Charlie at the Hotel and is almost like a mother/parental figure to her, and when Lucifer arrives he acts cold/mean no matter how much she tries to be polite. But then he warm up to her after see how much the reader really cares about Charlie and then he finally realises hes in love with her.

♡

Thank you! I literally could write about him for hours (kinda have already) and I really liked this prompt, so here's just a lil' something for ya, anon ♡

Honey | Lucifer x Reader

No smut, just some cute fluff here-

♡♡♡

As soon as you arrived in Hell, your eyes were drawn to the drab-looking hotel just up the hill. And you flew to it like a moth to a TV screen. That being said, you've known Charlie and the other residents for as long as you've been dead. They've all seen you at your worst, having to be the unlucky few to explain your death. Although, Charlie's comfort really made the whole being dead thing much more palatable. During this time, while she's supported you, you've seen her through thick and thin as well. Pretty soon, you became an important part of her life, offering a more parental influence when she needed one. You didn't really die at an old age, but a lot went on in your lifetime to give you the maturity to comfort people that way and you were always happy to do it.

Considering your skill set, some of the residents went to you in the same fashion. A little task you took to, just to help out, was fixing up some articles of clothing for people. It was a great mindless task for you to do, considering Alastor wasn't a fan of having phones and TVs in the hotel. So you simply sat, humming a little tune as you fixed up something from Angel's wardrobe.

Your trance was broken, seeing a pair of slender legs in front of you. Following them up, you finally meet eyes with a nervous-looking Charlie. She's fidgeting with her fingers, still trying to find the courage to say whatever she came to you for.

"You need something, hun? You can talk to me, c'mere." With a sweet voice, you patted the cushion on the couch next to you and kept on working. She let out a heavy breath you didn't realize she was holding.

"Soooo... my dad is coming to visit and I - uh.." she still struggled to find her words. Considering you've barely been outside the hotel, you really didn't question how big of a deal Lucifer was. But to see Charlie getting flustered about a little visit from her own father did make you feel uneasy.

"I guess - I don't know, I'm just nervous, is all! It's not that big a deal, I mean, he's my dad, but also.. he's... my dad..?" You nodded your head.

"Seems like a big deal. He's the king of Hell, so it makes sense that you're nervous. Can I help with anything?" Acknowledging her feelings and making sure to keep your tone smooth, you finally set aside the mini skirt you were fixing up to face her.

"Oh! Um - I was wondering if you could bake something for everyone! Niffty's making cookies, but I think dad might enjoy something a little more.." You both thought back on the disturbing display of desserts Niffty had made for everyone in the past, it sent a chill down your spine. You nodded your head fast, taking a hold of her hands.

“Yeah, I'd love to! I'll make sure it's something your dad would like, too! How's that sound?" You absolutely loved to bake, and doing it for other people always made it even better. There was some pressure on you, considering who you were catering to, but remembering that this is for Charlie, kept any nerves at bay. Charlie, who just happened to be shedding a tear or two of relief, gave you a hug that would've snapped you in two if it had gone on any longer. You were used to those at this point.

The day went by fast, Charlie preparing and stressing over little decisions for her dad's visit. You got the OK to bake an apple pie. A specialty you would make when you were alive, you went all out. You'd always make the dough from scratch, soak the apples in a homemade cinnamon butter, and somehow managed to spiffy it up to a commercial extent. You were batting off Pentious and Niffy as best you could until he arrived.

You saw a side of Charlie during that visit that you haven't really seen before. She was nervous, sure, but it was clear she felt so defeated. Each little quip on sinners being hopeless or how Charlie shouldn't even bother in this "whole redemption deal" made you understand her paranoia more and more.

As Charlie introduced each of the staff and residents, Lucifer got distracted by the still steaming pie sitting on the table in front of everyone. He definitely wasn't the only one whose mouth was watering just by staring at it, but he was the one who bit the bullet, taking the first piece. 

"And this is -" a loud hum of satisfaction interrupted Charlie's introduction to Sir Pentious, who looked deflated at the change in topic.

"Charlie! Good golly - This is great!" With another bite and hum, you watched his eyes flutter shut for a moment. A little boost of confidence immediately making you giddy.

"Oh! Well, that's good! Because this is our other guest! She made it herself -" Charlie took a hold of your shoulders and dragged you to face Lucifer. You could feel the nervous tremble coming from her hands. You looked up at her for a moment and smiled, placing a hand over top of hers. It really did seem to calm her nerves. And for some reason, he didn't seem to like that. 

"Well - I'll eat anything with apples since they're obviously my favorite. It’s not that special." He tossed the half-finished plate back onto the table and wiped his hands clean. He ignored you.

"U-Uhm.. yeah, that's - that's everyone, I guess!" Charlie stammered, not expecting him to turn such a cold shoulder to you. He spent his time examining you. Considering he didn't even care enough to learn your name at that moment, he sure was taking his time looking you up and down.

"Well then!" He clasped his hands together after finally tearing his eyes off you. "How about a little tour?" He suggested, clearly not invested in the other sinners now. Charlie looked down at you and you nodded, starting to clean up some little things around you. It was a nervous habit you had, but it helped to keep your hands busy and your mind off the insulting interaction you just had to endure.

Charlie took Vaggie's hand and went on to give the tour. Once they were out of sight around the corner, you slumped your shoulders letting out a groan.

"Short king's givin' you the cold shoulder, huh?" Angel leaned on the back of the couch, crossing one leg over the other.

"Right? Okay, glad I'm not the only one who noticed that. Is something wrong with the pie..?" Looking over to Sir Pentious, who was licking the already empty pie tin clean, he quickly shook his head.

"Maybe's got a thing for ya." Angel teased, jabbing you with his elbow. You rolled your eyes, finally taking the pie tin from Pentious.

"He didn't even get my name, I'm sure that's not it. Whatever.. " you grumbled, taking any dishes you could to the kitchen to keep your mind from exploring that option.

The extermination day battle was here. You followed the armies who attacked the hoards of exorcists when they finally arrived. As the battle went on, you hated to admit it, you found yourself in awe watching Lucifer kick Adam's ass. The sight of his wings and the little V thing - and obviously his immense power, somehow managed to make you blush as you were attacking angels. Definitely a new sensation for you, with the bloodlust muddling your other senses, but it was easy to forget about it once the new hotel was renovated and everyone was finally settled in.

As everything went back to normal, you went back to helping Charlie with anything you could, drinking at the bar with everyone and generally things went back to the way they were. There was only one difference. Lucifer made the decision to stay at the hotel. It was commendable for sure, his change of heart to support Charlie through this change, but it only left you feeling conscious about everything you'd do when he was around. The underlying crush didn't help much. Or Angel's teasing about said crush.

You really did try, when you'd pass him the hallway, you'd always send him your most sincere smile. Or when you spotted him reading or working on anything, you'd try and spark any kind of conversation or ask if he needed help. He never needed help. He was always too busy to chat. You honestly couldn't remember a time he looked you in the eyes before. You bit your tongue. No need to worry Charlie, or anyone really, about some feud you possibly made up in your mind.

It was especially important to you to not stress Charlie right now. Starting the hotel back up was a big task alone, but the loss of Sir Pentious weighed on everyone. And Charlie took full blame for it. A late night, where she most likely stayed up to try and find any kind of hope for redemption, any speck of proof to bring sinners in, she found herself burnt out. Approaching the memorial for Pentious, you stood beside Charlie. You found her visiting it every now and then, and when you did, you knew she needed a check in. And you were right. Without a word, Charlie suddenly clung to you. She went on about how it was all her fault. How he was gone because of her. How nothing seems to be working and she's terrified that it's all for nothing.

It took a while for her to calm down, but you would never leave her like this. By now, the two of you had fallen to the ground, sitting on your knees.

"Charlie, you are doing your absolute best. It's okay to cry, you know that. Think of everything you've done for everyone else, I mean - Pen would've never sacrificed himself if it wasn't for his friends." You brushed a tear from her still wet and puffy eyes. "You did that. You gave him something worth dying for." It was a hard truth, but you hoped it was enough for her. She's done more for you than she'd ever know, and you'd do anything to give it back. You didn't realize, but before approaching Charlie, Lucifer was pacing a nearby corridor, battling the decision to go up to her himself. He hadn't said much to her since extermination day, and he had always been nervous about saying something wrong, making things worse. Before he had the chance to muster up the courage, you had swooped in. It confused him. He should've been jealous or hurt, that he wasn't able to calm her down himself. That you beat him to the punch. But he didn't really feel that way, no matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise. Was it admiration? Sitting in the shadows until he assured Charlie was taken care of, he went back up to his workshop, flustered for a number of reasons.

There was one moment, where things started to look good. It was a regular night at the bar, you, Angel and Husk had gotten on the topic of your lives, looking at the positives which was a rarity. Charlie and Lucifer were nearby, Charlie enthralled in the discussions of what Earth was like.

"My homelife? It wasn't anything fancy, but.. um.. - oh I had a farm, actually! I ran it with my parents, it was.. nice." You hold onto your arms, a bittersweet smile on your face. With a light bulb going off in Charlie's head, she nudged you with her elbow.

"You didn't happen to have any birds or chickens or ducks - did you?" She hummed. She noticed the wedge between you and her dad, and it hurt her just as much as it hurt you. She's little miss "everyone should get along", of course, this hurt her. You didn't notice, but Lucifer peaked up at you for a split second before distracting himself by swaying the drink in his glass.

"Oh..? Oh! Yeah! Yes, actually! We raised a few ducklings that a neighbor gave us - we got them as eggs, so we got to see them grow up and everything!" Going on, telling a story about how you snuck one into your room to keep it as a pet, only to be scolded for it. You had the whole group in the palm of your hand. Including Lucifer. You met his eyes for just a moment, the twinkle in them immediately drawing you in. With a quick smile, he became flustered. He scoffed, pushing himself away from the bar and leaving. As much as that should've infuriated you, seeing those eyes and the growing redness across the apple of his cheeks felt like a win.

Since the hotel was newer, and word hadn't gotten out about Pentious's redemption yet, it was still vacant beside you, Angel, and occasionally Cherry Bomb. That gave the whole group a lot of time to enjoy the large space in the meantime.

Certain nights, Alastor would play the large, golden, piano that Lucifer had so generously created. This led to Charlie singing along to whatever he was playing, of course, and when Lucifer was in a good mood - or drunk - he would even pitch in. He'd sit atop the piano, his legs crossed, as he hiked the matching golden fiddle to his shoulder and played along. It was truly a sight to see. His skills were unmatched, but it still seemed to melt into the rest of the contributions. It was as if he invented the damn thing (He did).

This sort of became a tradition, when everyone was in a good mood and Alastor wasn't getting on Lucifer's nerves too much, everyone would join in, singing and dancing. It was rare, but Damn was it fun when it did happen. One of these nights, Alastor started off with a song that you knew, and had actually introduced to Charlie. She gasped as soon as she recognized the tune, pulling you close by both your hands to sing along. You had as good of a voice as anyone did, in a musical rendition of Hell, but you mainly stuck to harmonizing little things with Charlie. Swinging around with each other, until you were dizzy and laughing, you noticed that the room seemed a little empty.

Lucifer was seated where he usually was, on his phone. His fiddle was placed carefully at his side, and he was scrolling through his goddamn phone. 

"Don't feel like joining us, Your Highness?" You kept to titles since it was obvious he wasn't warmed up to you just yet. Even after living with you for a month or so.

"Mm. Don't know the song. It's not my cup of tea, just can't seem to get into it." He says bluntly, never looking up to you.

“Oh, come on! Just play along, it’s just for fun!” You slurred your words a bit, whatever you had been sipping throughout the night causing, what you would call, an outburst.

“Hm! Well, I’m not exactly here for your entertainment, am I? God forbid a sinner doesn't have fun in their eternal punishment.” The room went silent. You felt so defeated. You've been trying since the day you met him to try and at least get on good terms with him, but it seemed like he would even prefer a night with Alastor over you. Things like this never bugged you much, you tried so hard to not let it bug you, but when Charlie looked over to you, with those worried eyes, it was hard to keep back the bottled-up disappointment.

With a little sniffle and a quick wipe of your eyes with your sleeve, you start heading back up the newly decorated grand staircase, without a word to anyone.

"Heyyy - Dad..! I think you maybe.. might've... I don't know - hurt her feelings..? Would you wanna - " Charlie carefully approached her father, who immediately lit up and placed his device down when she spoke. "Could you talk to her? Maybe just check up on her..?" She was speaking barely above a whisper.

“You have to apologize. Um.. sir.” Vaggie finally blurted out. His smile was nervous, his eye twitching a bit at the concept. Taking in a deep breath, he rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a sad little laugh.

"Well, uh.. I don't know, Kiddo, maybe she's just tired." He muttered, obviously hesitant at the idea.

"Sounds like the king can't handle a little damsel in distress to me. Would you like me to comfort her, my dear?" Alastor was quick to chime in from the piano bench, offering a sympathetic smile to Charlie. Why did the concept of that make Lucifer’s blood boil?

"Oh fuck you, bambi, I can handle it." With a quick hop off of the piano top, he almost stormed up the stairs to find you. Definitely not what Charlie was hoping to motivate him, but she wasn't an idiot. She knew Alastor had his reasoning for that. She mouthed a little thank you to him, once Lucifer turned his back.

You were ecstatic to learn that Charlie worked an extensive library into the hotel. Walking into its large double doors, you almost struggled to see the back of the room with how full it was. You had a little corner you claimed as your own, leaving one of your blankets draped on the little loveseat there, and setting aside a pile of books you were still working through. It was a great place to calm yourself down after what had just happened.

Hearing heels click against the tile, you wrapped yourself tighter in your blanket as you pulled your legs up to your chest. 

"I'm fine Charlie, it's fine.. I just need a second, go back to the lobby." You shooed off the figure with one hand, wiping your face with the other.

"Ahha- Nope! Try again -" with a nervous chuckle, Lucifer greeted you with an awkward wave. Interrupting the silence by clearing his throat, he gestured to the seat next to you. With a quick nod, finally snapping out of your surprised state, you shifted your position to sit beside him. It wasn't exactly a two-person couch. Not for two people who might hate each other, at least. I mean it was a loveseat. He struggled to keep his distance, leaving your legs barely brushing together.

"Soooo.. you, uh- like.. reading..?" He asked after a long silence. You were mainly confused by his words, but simply nodded in response.

“Yeah it's - I-I love it in here.. There wasn’t anything like this on Earth, so this is nice." You managed to speak out, between sniffles. He agreed with a little hum, fidgeting with the ring on his finger.

“Glad you like it. It's uhh - just happens to be my personal collection.” He puffed out his chest, looking at his clawed nails with a little smirk on his face. He had no idea why he thought that would help, but it actually did a bit. when he looked your direction, you were slack-jawed in awe. The sight made him turn a bit red in the cheeks, quickly looking away, he patted the top of his legs to fill the silence.

“That's really cool! I guess it makes sense - considering you're older than the dawn of time- but, still. Thank you, I suppose. For letting me - I mean - us use it.” You rambled on for a moment your words became quieter the more you gushed.

“Is that supposed to be an insult?” He asked between laughter. You made him laugh. You hoped he didn't see the sparkle in your eyes at the notion. You stalled, lost in thought, before quickly shaking your head.

The two of you sat there for a moment, the awkward silence sitting a little more comfortably than before. Finally, Lucifer let out a sigh of defeat. 

"It’s my fault, right?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, uh.. I guess so, but.. I mean, I'm kind of drunk so it might be something with that - but I'm fine, I swear." You waved your hands in an attempt to soothe the serious discussion. But Lucifer knew better than anyone what someone holding their true intentions back looks like.

"You're really good for Charlie. I.. I wish I could take care of her. Like you do." He admitted. It surprised you for a moment. Was that why he's been so cold to you? Was there some form of jealousy in there? Or was he really concerned that you would replace him in some fashion?

"C'mon, you're just saying that to make me feel better. I saw you on extermination day, none of this would even be here without that little pep talk, you’ve done more for her than you know, I think. Charlie.. she loves you." The words made him perk up a little. Maybe even a king needs reassurance sometimes.

"Oh- Um.. I guess she does, huh..?" You could hear his smile. The two of you sat in silence for a moment. You didn't even realize you had the smallest smile on your own face. But he did. With another nervous laugh, he hesitates before planting a hand on your leg, just above your knee. No time like the present, you suppose.

"I’m sorry. I really am. For.. everything. You're actually amazing. I-I mean it.." Without a response from you yet, he lets his gentle touch linger a moment longer. You leaned in towards him, the smile on your face turning sly.

"Yeah? You think so? I almost thought you hated me." You were teasing him. He's been so cold to you this whole time, you just had to take advantage of the moment. He turns a bit red, covering his mouth with his free hand as he clears his throat into his fist.

"Of course I don't.." He muttered.

"Soo, would you say you like me?" You drew out your words, walking your fingers up his arm.

"W-What? How - " He clamped his hand over his mouth before desperately trying to rationalize his thoughts, " Of course I do! I just said you're great with Charlie and I -ahh.. I love Charlie, so I like - " He coughs up his words, " - I liked your pie, that you made! And you have a good voice, too, and your little duck story was cute, so - " God bless this man's tendency to overshare when he's nervous. The alcohol definitely gave you the little boost of confidence you needed to question him like this, but you would be lying if you said you didn't notice his reactions to you whenever you weren't paying attention. Or whenever he thought you weren't paying attention. It finally dawned on you that some of those glares might have had some other motivations.

You knew when to reel it in, but considering his hand was still on your leg, he moved it up a bit even, you assumed he was okay with the teasing. Maybe even enjoying it. Delicately drawing your fingers across his jaw, to his chin, you pulled his gaze to meet yours. You could feel his hand tense at every little touch.

"You have really nice eyes, Luci-" He audibly gulped, tugging at his bowtie. "You’ve been avoiding looking at me for months.. I wish you'd look at me more." You almost pouted, your fingers still lingering under his chin. With the slightest movement, he followed your hand towards your face. He took his hand off your thigh for a moment, only for you to take a hold of it and place it on your back. He was the one who pulled you closer at this point.

“Y-you can't just say things like that.. it’s embarrassing..” He muttered, trying his best to not close the gap between your bodies. 

“Embarrassing? I’m not embarrassed, your highness. Are you? Do I.. make you nervous? Hmm?” You placed your hands just above his knees, leaning closer through your chest. Sucking in his lips, he did his best to stay silent, knowing he’d dig his own grave no matter how he answered.

“I just think you’re so pretty, Luci, I can't help myself.” Before he could properly react, you leaned in close enough for him to feel your breath against his ear. Damn, what did you drink? You could feel his hand on your back clenching, either to bring you closer or just out of sheer nerves. With a little hum against his ear, he let out the quietest whimper. It apparently took both of you by surprise, you leaned back to get a look at his face with wide eyes. Meeting his eyes this time sent you both into a blushing, nervous state.

With a deep breath, you cupped his face after brushing some of his golden locks back into place, then gave him the lightest kiss on his lips. You didn't even linger long enough for him to return it, and he was clearly distraught by it. You unwrapped yourself from your blanket, giving a dumbstruck Lucifer another quick peck on his forehead, before standing.

“I’m going back downstairs. Take your time, Hun!” You called out so sweetly as if you hadn't just left him a heated mess. 

Finally returning to the lobby, you walked with your chest puffed out, beckoning for another drink from Husk.

"Did.. did Dad check in on you? Are you okay?" Charlie carefully approached you, and was immediately disarmed by your grin.

"Yup! I feel much better now. He apologized and we had a little.. Discussion. Thanks, hun." You said sweetly, taking a sip of the drink Husk slid into your hand. Angel gave you a dirty glare, and after meeting his eyes you quickly looked away.

"Well great! Where is he? Maybe we can pick back up where we left off!" Charlie clasped her hands together enthusiastically.

"Here! I-I'm here! Great idea, honey, let's keep playing!" He tripped over himself, rushing into the room and hoping nobody saw him re-fastening his tie. Sending him another quick smile, his face clearly hadn't cooled from the past events. He nearly dropped his fiddle, but as soon as he prepared he picked up the same song that was left unfinished moments before.

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What the Hell? Part 5 [SEASON FINALE]

A young lady who was a model lived on earth ended in a tragic way.. and ended up in hell somehow? While she cant hurt a fly.. Right?

Warning; SPOILERS FOR EP 8, Blood, violence , death, cursing

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I needed an explanation, like right now... teleporting to The Hazbin Hotel's front doors, looking around seeing Sinners train for something? Slamming open the door seeing Charlie standing there " Perfect timing! i need,i mean we need your help" She said running to me. "Charlie." I said seriously " Where is Husk? '' I asked. She pointed at the bar. Storming to Husk behind the bar serving the crew.

" Why didn't you tell me.. all those years.'' I cried, my hands shaking. "Why didn't you tell me about-" Before I could finish he kissed me. "I'm sorry.." he broke to kiss with his ears down. " Let's spend our final night together.." He hugged me. " FInal night?" My breath is shaky.

" What do you mean.." I looked at Angel. He came over and hugged me too. "There's coming here. Tomorrow." My heart did a somersault. " You guys are fighting back.." I looked at Charlie as they let go of the long hug. "We need your help.." She said, holding my shaking hand. " Now more than ever." I looked around as I saw how many brave sinners are going to risk their lives for this hotel.

" If we're going to do this. We need to look fierce and fabulous "I said, moving my hands around as needles and fabrics flew up. "Who's first?" I smiled.

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Waking up in bed looking next to me seeing Husk cuddling my side.. finally this feels more like home. as i felt him waking up yellow orbs looking back into my gold ones. kissing his forehead. " Mornin' angel" He yawed as he pulled me closer. "Morning love" i leaned into him.

slowly walking up realizing this is the first and probably the last morning next to him again. burying my face in my hands as he sat up as well hugging me from the side.. " what's wong" he said comforting me " I'm scared.. i just got you back." I said leaning into his hug. " It's okay.. We'll get through this my love." kissing my cheek as he stood up giving me a hand. as he danced to cheer me up, spinning me around in my pajamas.

"Let's get ready my love." I said smiling as I moved my hands around changing within seconds as fabrics floated around me tying my hair in a braid as I changed Husk as well. walking out the door to the main area seeing everyone dressed and geared up. " Morning y/n!" Alastor said, smiling. " Alastor!"? I didn't know you were here" running to hug him. " It's been a while!" I smiled as Charlie went to grab my long black silk that I made just for today's fight. Silk with Angelic Steel in them making them unbreakable  " Thank you Charlie." as she handed me the 30M pieces of fabric"No worries Y/N when your done come outside." she smiled walking hand in hand with Vaggie.

Moving my hands as those 3 pieces of long fabric wrapped around my hands and into my braid. " Are you ready?" husk asked as he held his Poker cards. I nodded as he opened the door. seeing Charlie and everyone geared up ready to fight.

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"here they come." vaggie said holding Charlie's hand. as Husk held me in his arms not knowing if its the last time. "Get ready!" vaggie said as they flew down closer to the Hotel. " We fight together!" She yelled "NOW FOR YOUR SOULS!" She yelled as they flew down we ran. " lets go" Charlie yelled.

an Angel flew in my direction as I dodged the attack sliding to the left moving my hands wrapping it around the angel tightening it as the angel split in half. blood splattering on the fabric as they wrapped back to my hands. " Let the slaughter begin." Alastor said creating a shield around the hotel. the exorcist crashed against the shield, looking around i saw Nifty in danger as i teleported to the exorcist tying it around her neck. " Hi " I smiled as i thightend as her head fell. "and bye.." I looked at Nifty knifing the dead exorcist. " keep up the good work." I smiled at her as i ran around defending the hotel as everyone did their job.

Slowly the field fell "fuck " angel yelled looking around as angels came closer.

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'HOLY SHIT IS THAT Y/N" velvette said pointing at the Tv which was broadcasting the whole thing. Valentino and Vox took a closer look, as I tightened my fabric around an exorcist body splitting them into 10 pieces. blood spattering. My outfit was covered in blood as one was behind as I ducked and tied the fabric around their feet, swinging them and slamming them around the ground. " Holy shit." Valentino said taking off his sunglasses. " thats hot." Vox said sitting down after seeing Alastor.

"get them girl." velvette said.

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"Where is Alastor?! he was supposed to take care of Adam!" Charlie yelled behind me looking up to see Adam. " Someone needs to take care of him" vaggie yelled fighting exorcist off. "Move Charlie!" I said pushing her away from the Spear the exorcist threw wrapping my fabric around that spear but it sliced my side screaming in pain as the angelic weapon slid past me. blood dripping on the floor as I threw the spear back at the exorcist killing her in the process. Husk running to my side as he put pressure on my wound. "You alright love?" I nodded as i moved my hands for the rope in my hair to wrap around my stomach and side forcing the blood the stop. " Don't worry about me" I smiled kissing his cheek as Charlie said. " is that..Pentious.." we looked to the sky seeing his ship charging at Adam. "That crazy motherfucker." Angel said holding his hat in place in shock.

before Pentious could attack. Adam shot his ray killing him and making the ship vanish into thin air. " No!" Charlie said as Angel said " You did good buddy." looking down to the floor as I stood there in shock. " Holy shit! That could have gone very wrong." Adam smiled.

"Charlie i'm sorry.." Vaggie leaned down to comfort Charlie as the rest fought off the Exorcist. " Razzel, Dazzle!" She yelled as they flew to her as fire was around her spinning around her as she showed her full form. with horns, as Razzel and Dazzle became big as Vaggie and Charlie hopped on Charlie lend me a hand. " i need your help." I nodded as I kissed Husk on his lips " I love you alright.." He kissed me back as I hopped on taking off with Vaggie on the other.

"Look who's a badass now.." Adam smiled as Lute said " The traitor came to die" Slicing the Dazzle "No!" Charlie yelled as Dazzel fell as Lute forced it down. Before we hit the ground I wrapped my fabric around her waist tying it down to an object making sure not to hit the floor with such impact. "Holy shit." husk looking at the horrific scene. Letting Vaggie go as she landed and so did i. Lute holding a sword ready end us. " I originally just wanted to kill the traitor but.. a side bitch is also possible." She charged as us as we dodged it.

"I'll tear out your other eye." She yelled " Try it bitch" Vaggie stood there ready to fight for her life.. for her lover.. as Lute charged at her pushing her to the ground as i used my fabric yanking her off Vaggie as she jumped at me. Vaggie grabbing her horns as i kicked her sword away. Punching her face as Vaggie and Lute were throwing each other Lute knocked Vaggie out looking at me grabbing a hold of my braid slamming my face on the wall blood leaking out my nose as i kicked her back to the wall as she grabbed her sword piercing my leg making me scream in pain as Lute walked to Vaggie, " You were always weak.." spitting on her face piercing her hand with a spear as Vaggie screamed in pain." So i'll spare you the pain of seeing your demon bitch die" Lute said, looking at Vaggie as she looked at me nodding as she grabbed the spear as I used my rope to hold her back.

Vaggie grabbing the chance to fly up breaking the fence that was holding the pavement together. as i looked at her with a smile holding Lute tightly as Vaggie understood what i was about to do. " No!" she yelled flying down before it was too late. i was crushed under the pavement with Lute, My ribs crushed as i was somewhere underneath the pavement. breathing softly as I felt my soul drift away, soon Veggie rushed to me carrying my body to the rest.

"HELP!" Vaggie yelled at the rest everyone turning to look at her. Husks heart sank running to me as Angel quickly ran behind husk. " Nononono.." Angel shook his head. Vaggie handing me to husks arms, as i smiled my ribs crushes, my wound bleeding more and more. Blood dripping out my nose and mouth. Still smiling reaching my hand to husks face. " Don't do this to me.." he held me closer to his chest. my hands cupping his face as i touched his fur. "I'm sorry..i tried." I looked at Angel who was sobbing at this point. " Thank you for everything Y/N" Angel fell to the floor as i smiled at him. Husk bending down to kiss me one last time. " I love you Husk." i smiled as my eyes shut my body became limp as Angel sat there in shock. "I love you too Y/N.."

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The Vees looked at this scene unfolding as they saw my lifeless body in his arms. " nononono.." Velvette screamed looking at the screen. Vox sat in shock.. One of their own.. no one ever killed one of the Vees. " WHAT HAVE YOU DONE VAL" Velvette slapped Val ``Why did you tell her that day!" She yelled crying as she lost her sister. Valentino sat there with guilt as he lost his friend..

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After the battle they remade the hotel putting a painting of me next to sir Pentious's painting. laying flowers around our paintings, Husk stopped at mine putting our picture framed of us cuddling in bed. Shedding a tear as Angel hugged him " I miss her too." Angel said laying [your favorite flowers] down.

Little did they know, I became a Seraphim as I stood looking around seeing a young girl and a woman who would be known as Emily and Sera.

"Holy Shit what the hell is going on?!" 

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Thank you so much for reading ' What the hell?!' this is the end of the story so far, ive loved the support i got when i started this journey so thank you! Season 2 wil come out when more episodes release. -Much love, Author <3

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Rumination

Ruminate

(v.) To think about something deeply

After Edward left her, Bella Swan fell apart. Desperate to try and save his eldest daughter, Charlie brings his youngest daughter to Forks to see if she can bring her sister out of her depression.

Now, y/n must try to help her sister find her way back to the light while also trying to navigate her Junior year of high school in the odd town of Forks.

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Chapter Ten: Reconciliation

Now Playing: Atlantis by Seafret

Warning: mentions of alcohol, mentions of death, mentions of violence while drunk, mentions of messy divorce, mentions of gambling, mentions of severe depression, mentions of fighting, lmk if I missed anything please! Also, there’s nothing super explicit, just my interpretation of Paul’s backstory as he explains to reader

I was lounging on the couch watching crappy movies today. Paul and Seth had joined me as the others were either on patrol or helping Emily shop. I was laying on the couch, my head propped against the arm. Paul had lifted my feet when he walked over after switching patrols with Jared, and sat down before putting my legs back over his lap. Seth was sprawled out on the floor, his hair neatly pulled back from when I did his hair earlier.

After a while, Emily came back with the boys and her groceries and we started to put them away.

Midway through, Jacob bounded in with my sister in tow.

“Look at that,” Paul crooned, “Bella’s come back home! You get sick of the leeches yet, or did they get sick of you?”

I smacked him hard in the ribs as I pushed past him, standing with my arms crossed in front of my sister. She looked down at her shoes, and I waited in icy silence.

“Why don’t you come help us put away the rest of the groceries, Jacob?” Sam asked pointedly, “Give the Swan sisters some time to… catch up.”

He hastily followed direction, almost tripping over to the kitchen. I didn’t watch him go.

“Edward told me about Victoria and the treaty,” she blurted out, “Jacob said the same thing.”

I watched her in silence.

“Do you, um, know what they’re going to do about it?” She asked, glancing up to look me in the eyes.

“Paul told me.” I responded shortly, watching her expression. Unable to resist, I asked, “Did Edward tell you?”

She paused, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing,” I said, waving her off, “Just that he seems so reluctant to tell you anything until it’s nearly too late. Or until he gets a nudge from someone else.”

“Jacob—” she started, cut off by a sharp laugh.

“Jake wasn’t the one to talk Edward into telling the truth,” Paul said, his voice filled with mocking pity. His arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the doorway to the kitchen. I watched my sister put it together, turning to me looking almost hurt.

“Why did you not tell me?” She asked, and I scoffed.

“Edward knew before I did, and yet he only told you when I threatened to do exactly that, Bella.” I responded, like it was the most obvious thing in the world, “He put you in this mess, and yet he’s still the one acting like you don’t have a right to know.”

She was silent before she switched the topic.

“It’s been a while since I was over here,” she said slowly, “How’s everyone doing?”

“Good.” I said flatly, “That’s the answer you’re looking for, right? Anything else would make you feel guilty because you wouldn’t pull your head out of Edward’s ass long enough to think about it.”

She glared at me for a moment, her hands clenched at her side. She took a deep breath, angrily telling me, “So, what, Y/n? Huh? You want me away from Edward, but you don’t want me here? Which is it, because you cant have both!”

“It doesn’t really matter what I want, does it?” I bite back, aware that everyone in the kitchen was listening closely. “You didn’t ask me when you decided to have a vote on what happens to your soul, did you?”

She opens her mouth to respond, but I barrel on, “You didn’t ask me how I felt when you started bringing that sparkly piece of shit—”

“Don’t talk about him like that!” She interrupted, and I just laughed.

“Oh course that’s what you care about!” I mocked, still laughing. I felt hollow, betrayed. All my simmering emotions from the last few months were coming to the surface, bubbling over finally.

“You’re only here because Edward’s on a hunting trip, Bella.” I spat, watching her expression shift to surprise, then guilt.

“Stay or go, Bella, I don’t care.” I sighed, “But make up your mind. None of us want to be strung along as a backup family for when your feelings get hurt by Edward and his coven of blood suckers.”

I turned, about to walk past Paul when he held his arm up, spinning me around to his chest and pushing me to the door.

“We’re gonna go to the beach.” He said, guiding me firmly to the door. I gave him an annoyed look, but he just pinched my side and kept me moving. When I tried to dig my heels in, he picked me up and carried me like it was nothing.

I suppose my weight was nothing to him, since he could pick up any of the others in their wolf forms. According to Quil, he was strong as a a regular person, and that strength was only amplified after the transformation.

He put me in my truck, pulling my keys from my purse and staring it up.

“Why are we going to the beach?” I asked him tonelessly, sort of grateful that he had made the decision. I had grown protective of everyone in the house, they were just as much my family as the people related to me through blood were. Bella choosing Edward and his family over not only me, but them as well after everything they did to help her when Edward left her for dead agitated me.

“I have a short temper,” he said, “I know when someone’s gonna blow. And you, Y/n Swan, needed to be out of there before you did.”

He glanced at me from the corner of his eyes, the side of his lip curling into a smirk, “And I don’t think you’re the type to take hostages.”

I huffed out a small laugh, leaning back in my seat to draw my knees up to my chest.

We got to the beach and sat in the can of the truck, watching the gulls. I was quiet; I didn’t feel like arguing with him and I was slightly afraid that that’s what would happen if I opened my mouth.

“I’m not good with emotions.” He said abruptly, staring at the water, “I don’t know how to express them, other than through anger.”

I was quiet as he took a breath to continue, “I— It’s stupid to say, but Sam’s the only man I’ve ever looked up to as a father, even if he’s only a few years older than I am. I didn’t have an outstanding father like Jacob, or Embry, or Seth and Leah. He was always physically there, unlike Quil’s dad, but he was never mentally with me.”

I turned my head to look at him, resting it on my arms where they sat on my knees.

He continued, “My parents divorced when I was eight. It was messy. My mom took off for the other side of the country as soon as she could, and my dad moved in with my grandma here.”

I watched the side of his face, observing every minuscule expression he made. I watched the way his eyelashes brushed his cheeks when he closed his eyes to take a deep breath, watched the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed.

“My dad was depressed. Mom was tired of carrying him around, so she left after falling in love with a coworker. He got so bad after she left us that he stopped going to work. He turned to drinking and gambling.” His voice was steady, but his hands were tensing and un-tensing as he spoke, messing with the hem of his shirt.

He continued, “He wasn’t a bad drunk, not really. He never hit me or Granny, just yelled a lot. He would break things sometimes, throw them around.”

He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the seat. The AC made his hair flutter.

“He wasn’t the worst,” he said, “He wasn’t the best. I had to look up to older kids for what to do, and they were always fighting, so that’s what I did. Got into my first fight in sixth grade, Granny nearly beat my ass she was so mad. Made me wash dishes for a month.”

Again, he swallowed thickly. I watched the motion of it, my eyes trailing back to his. At this angle, they were almost jet black. The clouds moved, and they turned the color of coffee, shining and rich.

“Dad was always one extreme or the other,” he continued, “He was either a zombie, like Bella was, or he was drunk out of his mind yelling. He only got worse after Granny died.”

He was quiet for a long moment before adding, “She passed when I was fourteen. I had to get a job to try and pay the bills since Dad never worked. Granny owned her house and left it to us, but that was the extent of our luck. Sometimes we were without hot water or electricity. The school gave me lunches, and I scrounged up dinner from the place I worked at.”

“I changed when I was sixteen, two years ago, now.” He glanced at me, quickly looking away. “Sam and Jared are probably the only reasons I’m still here. Alive or in Forks, I can’t tell.”

He took another breath, “Emily and Sam kept telling me to just talk to you. I felt like every time I tried, I would end up saying something stupid and pissing you off more. Emily says I self sabotage. Sam says I’m emotionally constipated. I’m sure both are true.”

He trailed off, and I took this as a chance to speak.

I leaned over, putting my head on his shoulder.

“I know.” I said simply, watching the gulls play as I thought about what Emily had told me all those months ago. “I didn’t at first, but I do now. I know.”

He swallowed, and I felt him take a deep breath in. Slowly, he leaned his head against mine, and we sat in silence and watched the sun set over the waves.

I had the feeling that he still wasn’t telling me everything, but this was more than enough for now. I was content with this step into healing.

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Ok guys another short-ish chapter and more info about Paul! I had googled his family life and didn’t really find much, but what I ended up going with was a theory I had seen. I think I’m going to have him go more in depth about it and probably also have reader lore drop about Charlie and Renee’s tumultuous relationship, too, and her worries for Bella bc of it (maybe that’ll lead to a convo w Edward, too)

Anyway!! Hope yall enjoyed and if yall have any requests lmk!!

Bye-bye!! ☺️

(Also the long weekend is over for me so I’m probs gonna slow down on posting and it’ll be like one post a day type thing and I might write them all over the weekend and schedule them to come out each day so I don’t forget but idk yet)

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Ugh thinking about incel Charlie again

/Fem reader/

CW for: slight noncon and manipulation

•This man has such an incel mentality it's not even funny. He literally stabbed a girl for not paying attention to him

•He would never force anything on you outright, but if you said you weren't in the mood, he'd try to convince you. He'd nuzzle his face against your neck, kissing your soft skin and whispering in your ear

"Baby please, it's been a week. You can't keep doing this to me"

•He'd grab your hand and press it against the front of his jeans, his cock painfully hard as he rubs your hand up and down his clothed cock

"Just a few minutes I promise, you don't even have to do anything."

"Cmon please, you know how hard it is for me to get myself off"

•When you finally cave, he would be relentless. He'd push in too quickly, not letting up as you gasped and begged him to give you a moment

"I know i know, It'll get better just give it a minute"

"Im sorry youre just-youre so warm i cant stop"

•His arms would wrap around you as he pounded into your poor unprepared body. Every time you'd try to protest or ask him to slow down he'd coax you all over again

"Please baby, just a little more. You feel so good, almost done okay?"

"You already made me wait so long, I can't wait anymore"

•When he would finish, he'd pull out, cumming all over your stomach before sliding down the bed, planting his lips against your abused cunt

•He's kind of a bad boyfriend, but he's gotta keep you around somehow

•He'd hush you as you whined, sliding his tongue up and down your slit, borderline making out with your swollen clit

•The warmth from his mouth would almost numb the soreness, and the cramping pain that would pulse against your bruised cervix. Your legs would tremble from the hot sensation and the previous abuse

•His hands would tighten around your hips as you began to lift your back off the bed, and press harder against his sloppy face. You can feel him chuckle against you as you start to reach your release, your hands finding his brown curly locks.

•He'd pull away just as you almost cum, making you spill a fountain of "No"s and "Please"s

•Begging, just like he wanted you to, because that means it was your idea after all

"What's the matter baby? I thought you weren't in the mood?"

•His fingers would push into your used hole as his tongue lapped at your clit. His eyes would be glued to your writhing body as you come undone before him.

•He'd crawl up the bed, hovering over you as you both catch your breath

"Do you feel better baby? Yeah, you did so good. Thank you for helping me feel better"

•He would help you clean up before pulling you close and running his fingers through your hair, and over your back and shoulders. He would give you little compliments that made you doubt that you weren't into it at the very beginning

"I love making you feel good, I'm glad you had a good time"

(Ahhhh nervous about using Tumblr again but i love writing here so much. Please send me some Rory characters requests. I love all your ideas🩷)

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Captain T.B.D (Charlie Conway x Reader)

Warnings: just teenage hormones

Word Count: 435

Main Masterlist Mighty Ducks Masterlist

Coach Orion had just stormed out of the locker room. He just gave us a speech about 'getting higher than a C' and 'clearing out of the locker room in 15 minutes'. I could tell that my boyfriend Charlie was getting more pissed off by the second.

"Hey look, coach posted our positions," Connie said and pointed at the newly-added page to the bulletin board.

After watching an outraged Goldberg be very dramatic about being benched, Dwane pointed something out.

"It says Captain: T.B.D, who's tbd?" he asked.

"It means 'to be determined'" Julie said and the whole team turned to look at Charlie.

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Forty five minutes later I was lying on Charlie's bed with my Physics book. He was quiet the whole walk to his apartment. Charlie was in the shower so I was getting a headstart on my homework.

Then the shower stopped and a couple minutes later, Charlie stormed in. He has a pair of black sweatpants on, with no shirt, a towel around his neck and wet hair.

"He cant change the captain! I've been captain for four years! What's his problem anyway? He can't- y/n? Hey are you listening to me?" He asked.

I was not, in fact listening to him. Instead I was staring at his muscular stomach and fighting the urge to kiss him but let's pretend that I was listening.

I looked up at Charlie's face "uhh yeah, I'm listening. You hate Coach's guts and it's fucking outrageous that he's even considering replacing you as captain." Lucky guess?

He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, he threw a t-shirt on. Which, I'm not going to lie, I was a little bit disappointed about.

"It's just," he sighs "with that shitty school and the new coach not cutting us any slack, I really don't need that right now." He had his head in my lap at this point and I was playing with his hair.

"I know, I know honey. But getting mad at the coach isn't gonna help that. And hey, it said 'To be determined' and not 'any one but Charlie is getting chosen' so you might get your C back," this made him laugh.

"I love you darling," He sits up and kisses me.

"IloveyoutoobutIwouldloveyoumoreifyoutookyourshirtoff," I mumbled against his lips.

He chuckles and takes his shirt off. I press my lips to his and I passionately kissed him for a solid 5 minutes. Only pulling away to breath and make him do some homework so he doesn't get kicked off the team.

[cassedyevihtt]

Solitaire and Radiosilence

I have been listening to these audio books again. About how these characters pour their hearts out online. And how people go through trying times but have friends thats there for them.

Examples of this is Tori she suffers alot alone and has to be there for charlie "i am the one thats suppost to be there when these things happen"

She cant bear the thought of someone being concerned and caring for her. But at the end of the day she feels safe with a person and lets him in. This is extraordinary.

Another thing that are common in fiction in general is that these emotional issues get to a high point where shit has got to go down. Like there starts a fire at Tori's school that makes her properly freak out and thats how she and people around her find out abt exactly how depressed she's been feeling.

Or when Tori sees micheal lose that scating competition. And he rages.

That sort of thing never happens in real life. Most of us suffer in silence. And it never gets this high point. It might gradually go over or it stays for a loooong time.

And if it does get a high point, people are never there to see it. Not the people you care abt most anyway.

Cuz u shield the people u care abt. U dont want them to go around concerned.

I freak out over things. It can get hard for me to stand or breathe sometimes and i can get a bit manic. This is all in my head. I can get easily overwhelmed bc i naturally think alot. And notice alot of things. Especially when doing something new. And not fun. Like work. This is just a basic truth for me. Something i need to live with and be patient with.

And when i get like that, sometimes I just want a hug. And other times i want people to fuck off and I just need a break and a snack. And some sleep. And to make a list.

How nice would it be for someone to know and understand that? I dont want people to be like "oh no will she be alr doing these big things she wanna do in her life?" I dont want them to make me doupt myself. I want them to stand by, see me suffer and see me pull through anyway. Like the push and pull. Both "u got this come on one more step!!" And "now u just chill, tomorrow u work"

Radiosilence has a sequence where Francis goes and finds his sister, tracks her down, fools aled's toxic af mother and finds his sister. Aled's sister and Francis and Daniel and Rain all drive 6 hours in the middle of a schoolday to find Aled.

And i feel like this also only happens in fiction. People truly caring for one another and seeing when other people are hurting and DOING something abt it. Solitaire had it realistic "i saw it comming and yet I did nothing" both charlie and tori said this to one another.

I wish someone would do that for me if they knew i was not feeling well. And i wish people would do that without it needing to be "i think she might kill herself" it could just be "mate, i think she's having a stressy day, so lets bake something nice for her and do something fun together" I mean, it doesnt have to get so serious before friends just contact each other or appear without warning and just hang out or talk.

I think, the friends that i have now, i probably wouldnt have taken that roadtrip for them in the middle of my schoolday. I'd think for them to sort it out by themself. Now, with Aled, the character's got a houndred hints that he was not okay. But in real life u cant tell. People just go around lying and maybe stop texting if they even did much in the first place.

I knew one friend was hurting herself. So i asked abt it. This was before i grew up. She talked abt it and i said for her to talk to me abt it from that moment onward. I also showed concern for another friend who had 'issues at home' I said for her to meet me after school one day where she could let it all out, and I would listen. So i did.

Another friend had panic attacks and I tried to show that i was there for them aswell. I tried to ask how they were, if they were getting help (which they were)

But then i went through shit. And i didn't feel anyone was there. I later told a friend myself, but before that no one really noticed.

I am pretty sure my main friend group knew shit was bad for me at some point. I said i'd done something stupid and they'd all ask what and i couldnt tell them.

Now later we dont really talk. My friend that had panic attacks isnt on the same wavelength as me anymore. We dont have the same interests and they have this other friend that is better. And i pissed of their little sister.

Its just. I think I chose the wrong friends. Friends who just wants to use me and discard me when i have nothing more for them to use, when i don't want to listen to their sob stories anymore. There is no genuine "how are u though?" Bc they do ask just to be nice but in reality everyone knows that they wouldnt be able to take the answer. They wouldn't want to hear the real answer. They just want to feel guilty. They want reassurance. They dont want to be there.

I am ready to move away from this place. I want fresh air. New friends that will take initiative. That wont just wait for me to make a move. But actually come around to my house and check up on me, not bc i seem sad but bc thats just a nice thing to do.

That they will call me instead of me just calling them. (For example one friend I called alot but he never called first)

And this is not me wanting pity. I dont do pity. What i want is understanding. And to be seen. Like micheal and Tori. For someone to stop and invest in the energy to get to know me, slowly. Quality time. Pick up cues and pieces of who i am. Not just the rough tough exterior i have (which I love) but the person inside too.

Maybe I'd like it to be more than one person so that I dont enter some Co-dependant relationship/friendship again. Still a bit hard to trust myself or anyone else after something like that. It has always been hard for me to trust others though.

In reality the only one that can save u is urself. It would be nice to have team players though. Real and actual team players.

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Chapter One

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"Charlie! I know.. I havent spent time with you- but please.. Y-your all I have left!" Lucifer stammered, reaching for Charlie as she stepped through the portal. Before it closed up, Charlie looked over her shoulder to laugh at her father- no. Lucifer. "Your pathetic, honestly. I should be ashamed to call you my father. Sinners cant be redeemed, Lucifer."

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"Charlie! I know.. I havent spent time with you- but please.. Y-your all I have left!" Lucifer stammered, reaching for Charlie as she stepped through the portal. Before it closed up, Charlie looked over her shoulder to laugh at her father- no. Lucifer. "Your pathetic, honestly. I should be ashamed to call you my father. Sinners cant be redeemed, Lucifer." It pierced his heart like a knife. She spat out the words condescendingly, before continuing with, "Mom was right about you." Walking away, Lucifer watched as his own daughter left him like he was nothing. His own that he raised, the one he loved so dearly, the one he spent, and gave his life for.. Just to leave him. Lucifer felt his heart shatter into a million pieces, as his hands grabbed at the floor, the one where Charlie once stood. How he wished he never gave her that opportunity to meet with heaven, how he wished they never gave her the offer to stay in heaven. Lucifer broke out in sobs, clutching his heart as he fell to the ground. It hurt. He had nothing left. Noth-

"Luci? Where the fuck- what the hell are you doing now?" A cracked voice interrupt Lucifers trip down memory lane. Adam, former angel, now fallen angel muttered as he walked into Lucifers room. Yesterday was the extermination, and Lucifer gets reminded of Charlie everytime, the nightmare never ending and repeating like a mantra.. "Uhm, nothing. Im fine. Hows the hotel going?" Lucifer asked, remembering how he found Adam all bloody and scarred after an extermination. Lucifer had no clue what led Adam to fall.. And Adam would never say, but he's glad at least one person approves of his dreams that were crushed one too many times.

Lucifer never knew why Adam chose to support his dreams, but ever since Adam fell from heaven he was acting... Strange? Adam was still injured with his wings cut off and a broken arm. He wore a red suit which was all he could find at the moment to wear, in contrast to Charlie who mostly wore the color blue most of the time despite being in hell, she made it work.

"Oh. The hotel. Well... I guess they still need a little getting used to seeing more of me." Adam answered Lucifer while glancing around his room. The very room Charlie had spoke her final and harsh good-bye to Lucifer.

"It could be worse." Lucifer chuckled.

"You know Vox? Yeah the tall creepy radio demon guy?"

"What of him?"

"He visited the hotel a few hours ago."

"WHAT." Lucifer said in surprise, his voice raising.

"Yeah...." Adam nervously chuckled.

Adam fidgeted around a little before speaking once again.

"He... He... Asked to help me manage the hotel... And I y'know accepted his offer."

Lucifer was speechless. THE Radio demon was interested in the hotel? It seemed so unbelievable that he almost didn't believe Adam.

Lucifer took in a deep breath, his eyes clenched shut before he suddenly yelled out, "Why would you trust the radio demon?! Let alone a random sinner known for causing havoc!" Pacing around the room, his hands in his hair as he tugged on it in frustration. Adam scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, and gulped. "I mean, I never knew. Sorry dickbuddy."

Lucifer suddenly paused in his frantic panicking and stared at him with wide eyes. "Did you just call me- Nevermind.." He sighed, flopping down onto his bed face first and let out an exasperated groan. How could Adam be so naive to accept the RADIO DEMONS OFFER? When Adam least expects it, the sinner would probably turn against him! Lucifer starts breathing in a pattern, trying to calm himself as he straightens his clothes. Adam walked over to Lucifer, patting his back with a smile. "Cheer up dickbuddy! Come on, isnt this shit all about redemption? Give that fucker a chance!" Adam exclaimed, before taking an infuriatingly long sip of his drink that he was holding. Sighing, Lucifer sat up and rubbed his eyes as he gently shoved Adam aside. "Lets just get to business. This place looks shitty enough.."

As Lucifer walked into the Lobby, he was surprised to see Vox, the radio demon pop up right infront of him.

"Oh golly, is that the king of hell I see?" Vox tapped Lucifers head with his microphone, cackling very loudly. "And if it isnt it his majesty himself! Trying to fix his own mistakes, what a hilarious sight to see!"

Lucifer only rolled his eyes, glaring at the freakishly tall demon in front of him. "Your criticism isn't needed right now, demon. What do you want?"

"And your suspecting I want something? What do you take me for? Oh no dear, I'm just a business man helping out a poor angel in need.. Or should I say, fallens?" Vox started walking around the hotel, observing its fine details before suddenly fixing some small trinkets here and there, putting them to his taste. Lucifer, watching Vox do this, was obviously not pleased.

He stormed over to vox and pushed him. "Dont touch my rubber ducks, asshole." Lucifer hissed, putting the trinkets back to their original spot. Adam was watching the whole ordeal, feeling uncomfortable in this situation. After a bit of contemplating, Adam decided to step in and break them apart. "Anyway, sooo Vox.. Robo dick, yeah? Your tryna help me and Dickbuddy or somethin' right? So, whats your plan?" Adam said, laughing and elbowing Vox as he said 'Robo dick'. Vox narrowed his eyes at Adam and moved away, but still kept his professional composure.

"...Please do refrain from talking about my genitals when we are discussing business. Nonetheless, yes! I do have a plan!" As Vox said this, he snapped his fingers and the tension in the air seems to grow more mysterious.. Suddenly, an extremely tall moth appeared, holding a sex toy. Vox rolled his eyes, smacking the object out of the moths hand as he spoke. "Meet Valentino! He'll be taking over the convenience store!"

"Convenience store? We dont even ha-" Vox shushed Lucifer by putting a finger to his lips, and with a flick of his wrist, a tiny shop appeared inside of the hotel. It wasnt anything big, just sold some candy.. Snacks.. Drinks.. Condoms- Which is completely irrelevant. Lucifer was surely a wee bit amazed but didnt admit it, as he didnt want to feed Vox's already big enough ego. Of course Lucifer knew about demons like him! Greedy and selfish, only caring about themselves and their rise to fame.. He just wondered how Adam thinks this piece of trash is able to be redeemed. Sure, he loves the idea of redeeming sinners but him?! The radio demon?!

"Holy shit, robo dic- I mean Vox! That was fucking sick!" Adam praised, clapping his hands. Adam had a gleam of excitement, and he thought maybe, just maybe after accepting Vox's offer.. Everything will be working out! Which.. may be the case, or the exact opposite, and everything may start going down hill from here. But things couldn't get possibly worse... Right?

"I know, I am quite impressive.. Dare I say, even more impressive than his majesty?"

"Quit taunting me." Lucifer sighed and sat down on a nearby chair, crossing his legs. Hes already sick of the robotic demon.

Vox chuckled at the irritated Lucifer. To Vox, everything was all fun and games and he rarely took anything seriously. After scanning and examining the room once again, he noticed the dusty books that were sitting on the shelf. he swiped his finger on the dust of the shelf and with a disgusted face and wiped it on his shirt. "Ew, well looks like this hotel is in need of... A little cleaning session." He sighed.

With another snap of his fingers a girl with pigtails that almost reached the floor appeared. "Vox? What is it now?" The lady asked in an annoyed tone of voice, obviously and very clearly not wanting to be here. "Now now, don't speak to me like that." Vox replied giving the girl a warning glare. The girl groaned, looking around the room with distaste. Eyeing the entire place up and down, the girl walked around the lobby, beginning to judge every detail she doesnt approve of. "What is this? The 1900's? This hotel needs an honest big glow up." The lady trotted forward with strides and confidence as she started with her work, she went from rearranging things to ripping down the wallpaper, which left Adam and Lucifer absolutely flabbergasted.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING???" Adam yelled, leaning down to be face to face with Vox. Vox may be tall, but Adams taller. "Meet Velvette! She can be the hotel cleaner and renovator!" Vox said, almost ignoring the protests that Adam was yelling out to him. Before any further arguements could be made, the door slammed open to reveal the hotels very first guest, Molly.

You've reached the end of this chapter. Thanks for reading

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[fivvy]

Alaistor x fem reader

This is my first time writing this so sorry if it’s not good. But I do hope you enjoy.❤️

As you helped Charlie out in the hotel you had no clue that Alaistor was watching you. You felt eyes on you but you thought it was normal cause it probably was Niffty , As you finish up you felt your hair move, you look around but no one’s there “The fuck?” Your still looking around but there’s not a single soul so you think it’s just you imagination.

Your walking down the hall and hear a static growl from Alaistors room. You walk closer to his door and put your ear to it. Once you do you get pulled in by a clawed hand. Alaistor is towering over you “ I’vE bEeN wAtChInG yOu AnD I JuSt CaNt HoLd MySeLf BaCk AnYmOre!” You look into his red glowing eyes “Alaistor?” His face is so close to your you can feel his hot breath on you lips. You smirk cause you’ve been wanting to do this for a long time. You break the distance kissing him. His hand immediately go to your hips to pull you closer to him. You pull away to breathe “ Alaistor are you sure you want this? Are you going to regret it if we follow through with this?” He looks at you with lust “ No I wAnT tHiS. BuT dO yOu?” You wrap your arms around his neck “ yes.” He picks you up and gently sets you down on the bed. “A - Al~” He smiles and with a snap of his finger your both left naked your hands go to his chest tracing his scars with your fingers you then lean closer and plant a gentle kiss on his collarbone making him take in a sharp breath. Alaistor roughly push you in to the bed and you cheeks grow red as he bites your neck “Ah~” You feel his length twitch on your clit so your hands go to touch him but he stops you “Needy I see.” His hands trail down your body making you shiver to his touch. His hand is on your clit rubbing it “Your wet for me already?” He laughs deeply and puts two long fingers in you “Ah~” He pumped them in and out of you roughly making you moan his name. He speeds up his pace and you begin to feel you orgasm creep up on you “Al I-I’m gonna c-cum.” He smiles and leans forward to you lips “Go ahead my dear.” Once he said that your body let go You clenched around his fingers making him smile even more he pulls his fingers out and puts them by his mouth licking them clean. “So define my doe.” He’s says like a purr You look at him and he’s hard “Alaistor just fuck me.” With out hesitate he brings his length closer to you entrance making you clench around nothing he gently pushes in making both of you moan. One hand on the bed frame and the other on your thigh. He lets you adjust to him then thrust slowly You hate that he’s teasing you so you wrap your legs around his waist. You look at his face and see pink on his cheeks You smile lovingly at him then wrap you arms around his neck “Alaistor you can go more harder and faster.” With that he started slamming his dick in and out roughly, he pulled out enough to slam right back into you making you scream his name. With every thrust the bed hits the wall, You claw at his back as he thrusts. He moans and growls as he goes harder and harder You then feel a knot in your stomach letting you know your about it cum you struggle to talk.“A-Al I-I’m g-gonna c-cum!” He twitch’s inside you “M-m t-too. With three more thrust you cum together “AH!~” Alaistor is still thrusting into you but slowly then he comes to a stop all together and collapse on you out of breath. “Alaistor I love you.” He looks at you “Well that’s good cause I love you too” He then pulls out of you and walks to the bath room You hear him turn on water then he comes out and picks you up “ Alaistor I can walk you know.” He smiles proudly “No you can’t not after that.” You smile at him.“yeah you’re probably right.” You giggle as he carried you to the bathroom he gets in the tub with you in his arms then sits down in the warm water, you lay on his chest “See the radio demon isn’t that bad.” He laughs “I’m not bad when I want to be.” You giggle “ok.” He then kisses your four head “I love you.” You kiss his lips “I love you too.”

(Sorry if that was cringy.)

[bridgyrose]

If you've seen Hazbin Hotel - Emily and Charlie have a girls night that may or may not upset Vaggie... a lot.

(Yes, I have seen Hazbin Hotel, so I hope you enjoy this little drabble)

Vaggie paused as she watched Charlie do her makeup, trying to think if there was anything she was missing. It wasnt an anniversary, that still wasnt for a few months. Though she was certain it wasnt any sort of event for the hotel, otherwise Charlie would be making a bigger fuss about how everything looked. No, this was something different. 

“So,” Vaggie started. “What’s the occasion?” 

Charlie finished putting on her make up and started to brush her hair again. “Well, remember when we went to Heaven to try to stop the exterminations and get them onboard with our hotel?” 

“Why do I feel like I’m not going to like this?” 

“Emily invited me back up for a girl’s night.” 

“Wait, what!?” Vaggie made her way over to Charlie, not quite sure she heard her correctly. “Why would you want to go back up to Heaven?” 

“Because I think Emily will be a great friend to have,” Charlie answered as she finished brushing her hair. “And… I think she really does believe that our idea can work. So if being friends with her means making an ally up there, then I dont see why I shouldnt hang out with her.” 

Vaggie sighed and sat down, watching Charlie as she finished getting ready for her girl’s night. “Then you shouldnt go alone. Someone should go with you-” 

“I cant bring Alastor, Angel, or Husk for a girl’s night, Nifty is a bit too… and you… if I take you up there, then who’ll watch the hotel while I’m gone?” 

“Since your dad is sticking around with us, I figured he could.” 

“You remember what happened the last time we left him and Alastor alone, right?” Charlie gave a small smile as she finished up. “Besides, you’re the only one I trust to keep the hotel running while I’m gone. And its only for a night, I’ll be back by morning.” 

“Wait, cant we talk about this before you go?” Vaggie asked as a portal to heaven opened up next to Charlie, standing up and putting a hand on her shoulder. “I really dont want you to go alone.” 

“I promise, I’ll be fine.” 

Vaggie sighed as she felt Charlie kiss her forehead and rush into the portal. She watched the portal close, still a bit upset at her girlfriend for rushing off on her own and without telling her about it. It wasnt like her to keep something like this a secret, and if she wasnt going to accept any help to keep safe, then she was going to take things into her own hands. 

Vaggie quickly rushed out of Charlie’s room and started to make her way to Alistor’s, already running through her head how to get this favor without making a deal with him. When she reached his room, she knocked on the door, blood nearly freezing as she heard his voice. 

“Come in!” Alastor said, his voice almost a bit too cheerful. “I’ve been waiting for you, my dear.” 

Vaggie took a deep breath as she walked in. “Alastor, I need you-” 

“I know exactly why you’re here.” Alastor pulled away from his microphone and smiled at Vaggie. “And I can give you exactly what you want. For a price.” 

“I’m not here to make a deal, I just need a portal to Heaven. And I know you know a few people who can make that happen.” 

“And if not for a deal, then what do you plan to use for payment?” 

Vaggie paused for a moment, then smirked. “If you know why I’m here, then you know that Charlie’s in Heaven. And since you made a deal with her for a favor you still havent asked of her, I know that you’ll get me a portal to Heaven so I can keep her safe. Otherwise, if something happens to her, you lose that favor.” 

Alastor’s smile slowly lowered to as close to a frown as he’d let it, glaring at her. “Fine, but only so Charlie can make good on our deal.” He turned to look out his tower once more, his smile coming back. “Though, I’m sure Charlie wont like you following her if she didnt tell you that she was going there in the first place. If I’m going to get you a portal to Heaven, then we’re going to need to make you look less like you.” 

Vaggie hesitated for a moment as she watched Alastor’s shadow start to grow and a green glow started to come across the room. “A-and… what exactly do you have in mind?” 

“Oh dont worry my dear, this will only hurt for a second.”

[thesamoanqueen]

Hittin

Ratings: 18+

Warnings: SMUT; Oral sex (male receiving); Hit of public sex; errors after errors after errors after errors after errors (…).

A/N: Roman's bus is an institution after that interview and I couldn't help but take advantage of it. I hope you like it and I remind you that the requests are open, I am already writing some, so if you have ideas, go ahead.

She was a provocation on legs and even those were a provocation. Two long, soft caramel-colored provocations that seemed made specifically to cling to his hips. Her hair was a provocation, swinging from side to side with every movement; that transparent shirt that let the black lace bralette be glimpsed shamelessly; the jeans that drew attention to her ass and the heels that drummed innocently. It was a provocation her scent so naturally good, her almost childish laugh at the jokes of his cousins, her nose that wrinkled when something made her happy, her innate ability to be at ease in the parking lot of a service area like in an expensive restaurant. There was no part of Y/N that didn't push Roman, she was his detonator, whether she did it with intention or not.

- We enjoy life, y’know - he replied distractedly, while she put down the glass.

He watched her slide down, lower and lower, into the space between the table and the loveseat as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Her hands always seemed so small on him and even now, as they stroked his muscular thighs to make room for her perfect body.

- Oh, I picture you asking Charlie to pull over the bus for a family barbecue.

He was imagining more at the time and it had to do with meat, but not with Charlie. His driver had to stay out of it, along with his cousins and Paul, locked in the back room with that phone of his to schedule meetings and interviews for the next twelve years of Roman’s life.

A finger of her fiddled for a moment with the laces of his sweatpants until she got comfortable and then unfastened them, with a naturalness and nonchalance disarming even for him.

- There are service areas with pretty good views - he admitted, breathing heavily only at the idea.

- I would have asked you to take me sometime, but you have already done so - Y/N smiled amused, pulling the elastic with spite to encourage him.

He wasn't a fan, he preferred to give rather than receive, but Y/N kneeling between his legs was the most obscene and magnetic sight Roman had ever seen and would never have been able to say no to her. It was something beyond his will, beyond any self-control.

He found himself lifting his hips to help her, before he even realized it and the change in temperature that hit him sent a shiver straight between his legs or maybe it was the heated smile that Y/N gave him when he saw his erection jump on attention. Roman looked at her almost with admiration, her soft lip ending between her teeth at the reaction of his body, her gaze glossy with pleasure, the slight movement of her legs pressed together to relieve her moist center. He felt one of her hands stuck on his leg, the skin burning under the fingers and saw the other one, move her waves behind her ear.

- Babygirl ... don’t start what we cant finish - he called her, running his thumb over her soft cheek.

What he would not have done to her... but it was a bad idea, one of those provocations not to be accepted, they had no time and there were too many people who could have caught them. Not that he cared for sure, he was excited by the idea of showing the world that Y/N was his, he almost hoped it would happen to keep others away from him and especially from her, but he didn't want to subject her to that without knowing if what he felt for her was completely reciprocated.

- Lemme taste you. Please Daddy? - he heard her pray and inspired, swallowing the curse he wanted to let go of and which instead was supplanted by a growl when Y/N removed his hand from her face to lower herself on his boner.

Her hands remained far away, but the touch of her lips on the tip, almost in an innocent kiss, made Roman feel his body go up in flames. His cock seemed to shake at that quick gesture of affection and his legs stiffened, making him tighten his grip on the couch. Y/N looked at him at first pouting and then with satisfaction, sliding her hands down his thighs in a trail of chills that exploded into a new pulse of his hard-on as she blow her breath over it.

- Someone’s happy to see me, I dont want to be disrespectful - she meowed, getting close enough to rub her nose against it as she did a few moments before with his hand.

From his dominant position, Roman saw her raise eyes on him with a spark, her face resting on his shaft and her lips parted, waiting to be fucked.

- You really do love sucking me, dont ’you? - he asked roughly, receiving an enthusiastic movement of her ass as answer that made him throw his head back with a bitter laugh.

Christ...

He felt her hands reach up to his groin, touch his tense abs beneath the sweatshirt and slowly scratch the skin with perfect nails, while her plumpy lips rubbed the veins of his boner causing him more heat than they should have. A few moments passed and with his lower body on fire, Roman was late to notice the fingers that now enveloped his hardness. They were so perfect there, as if they had been made specifically to take care of his needs, pressed without closing completely, soft and efficient, they rubbed him up and down in a circular motion that made him crazy. Y/N seemed even more enthusiastic than him at the idea of that moment and Roman found himself smiling between shivers of pleasure, until she began to kiss all along his vein, her beautiful face almost disappearing under his length. He stroked her cheek with affection, his breath heavy for pleasure and the first drops of precum gushing from his tip in a milky trail that Y/N took care to clean up as soon as some of it ended up on her lips.

Roman watched her pass her tongue over herself, tasting it before standing up a little and pulling his shaft against her mouth, giving short, small licks to the tip as if she was afraid to consume it. An uncontrolled pleasure hit him and the grip on her face tightened, his hand sliding behind her neck, between her curls, to encourage her to come closer, to accept more.

She hadn't swallowed it yet, not even sucked it and Roman already felt he was about to explode.

- Stop teasing me babygirl or I will make sure y'wont be able to talk - he panted tensely and Y/N looked up at him, slamming his heavy cock against her lips.

- ... nh ... y'swear? - she whispered languidly, staring into him as she opened her mouth.

- F-fuck!

A sudden heat turned his stomach and his breath caught in his throat, causing him to frown with a moan.

She was always so perfect, every single time.

Her mouth was wet, her lips soft, hot breath slamming right against his tip, flesh throbbing in her hollow as it did when it was elsewhere, inside her. He had the impression of feeling the blood pumping up to that point, the rest of his body forgot for a second what was happening around when Y/N squeezed her cheeks, sucking as she released him. The sound that came out of her echoed in Roman's ears like an explosion and he watched her lick her lips, satisfied, her hands that did not stop torturing his shiny length.

- I like your taste... - he heard her moan and for a second, to Roman, Y/N seemed even vulnerable, eyes shining with pleasure and that very submissive pose.

At least until he watched her pull up a little to swallow it again, this time deeper, her cheeks sucking more hungrily than before. His hips moved by themselves, by reflex and his fingers gripped her hair, keeping a grip on her head which was now moving from side to side, pulling him away at a disjointed rhythm that was clouding his mind.

- … mmh yes, such a needy little thing you’re, that way, y-yes

Roman had the impression that she was sucking his soul away and maybe she was really doing it cause he clearly felt his flesh pulsing rigidly inside her hot mouth and the swollen veins in the throes of spasms. Her movements were unpredictable, she never stopped repeating the same rocking twice and Roman clearly felt his enlarged balls stiffen second by second. Her hands were everywhere, scratching his thighs, on his stiff abs, on the basis of his erection to squeeze, to increase the pressure more than her mouth was already doing. A trickle of saliva and cum dripped from the corner of her lips and Roman stared at it hypnotized, while Y/N ran her tongue over it, picking it up and sucking it before releasing his boner with yet another wet sound.

- The things I would like to do to you babygirl - he growled husky, stroking her cheek again as she bent down to pay attention to one of his nuts.

Her legs tightened again, her fingers sinking in search of a foothold and Roman let out a frustrated sound, refraining from smashing her on the table and fucking her senseless forgetting whoever was outside or in the room down the hall. Y/N looked him up and down and with her nose curling, she kissed his thumb before bending her head and sinking her fingers under him, approaching the tight skin of his balls to spitefully pull it between teeth and tear him out a growl. The discomfort lasted less than a second and her skillful mouth was back to work, sucking so hard that created a clearly visible sign and then went back to the base of his shaft and repeated the same treatment. Roman felt his abdomen tighten and wriggled on the couch, pushing his hips against Y/N's hand that was stimulating him from base to tip, scratching the prominent veins with her red nails.

- Can I have it all Daddy? - Y/N whispered softly, squeezing her fingers on him in a vice that blocked his breath when his erection visibly pulsed in front of her face with the mounting orgasm.

Roman watched her swing again, her ass bouncing just a little, eyes shiny with excitement and the chin dirty of the cum that she had managed to suck off.

- Open that pretty mouth - he ordered rough and Y/N smiled enthusiastically, obeying.

His head crashed against the back of the couch, his eyes closed with pleasure and a long moan pouring directly from his chest, as he felt her welcoming him inch by inch, her throat relaxed and his tip sinking into it. He planted one hand on her head, the other to push aside the hair that had escaped the bun, holding her pressed against him and even hearing her suck, in an obscene verse that they could not have even conceived in a movie. She was so hot, her cheeks sunken from the effort and her expression lost, unable to contain himself any longer, Roman began to push inside her throat with disjointed movements, the boner that pulsed blow by blow, cum dripping onto his legs where Y/N was now holding to maintain the position.

- N-nh, ah yes ... that's my good g-girl ... mmh that's my fuckin good girl - he growled one moan after another, abandoning himself between her lips, hearing her moan with each lunge.

His heart turned upside down again, muscles tense and erection stiff. Y/N, between his legs, took Roman’s thrusts as she could, her moans muffled by his flesh and Roman looked down at her, silently asking her permission and feeling her throat relax after a deep moan. He cocked his head again as the heat hit him, his hands gripping her hair and his hips lifted to free himself inside her. Without looking, with his heart crushing, he heard the sound of her mouth swallowing and immediately detached from him with a loud pop that brought him back to reality, at least as much as the lack of her body. He was about to ask her what she was doing standing up again so fast, but Paul's voice hit him like an outstretched arm.

- The reporters can be so insistent e rude, and for an interview! I, I just don't understand sometimes where they found the energy!

When had he left the room? It was extraordinarily fast. Efficient in everything he did, especially in reaching his neck.

- It's their job, Paul - Y/N said him, casually wearing a sweatshirt recovered from the chair next to him, as if nothing had happened until a few moments before.

Roman saw her position herself next to him, calmly arranging one arm after the other, just to shield him and get him dressed without giving too much attention.

- I understand that, but we have already made all possible statements, there’s nothing more they will know from us-Where are the twins? - Heyman continued talking, giving Roman just time to pull up his pants before starting to look around as if his cousins could have jumped out of a kitchen unit or TV cabinet.

- Im going to call them - Y/N slipped away, giving him a knowing look before fixing her hair and getting off the bus, to recover the rest of his family.

With no one now in front of him, Roman ran a hand over his beard, observing the portion of the parking lot visible from his position where Y/N had just disappeared talking to Jimmy. He took a breath and relaxed against the backrest, Paul already storming him with questions about his expectations for the future, the booking for the next PPV and tried as much as possible to get back in touch with reality, catching up with his life even if the only thing he wanted was to lock himself in the room at the back of the bus and get some sleep with her.

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[titan-senpai]

What the Hell? [SEASON FINALE] PREVIEW

A young lady who was a model lived on earth ended in a tragic way.. and ended up in hell somehow? While she cant hurt a fly.. Right?

Release date: 02/02/24 [Pushed back to 03/02/24 because Editing]

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Warning; SPOILERS FOR EP 8, Blood, violence , death, cursing

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I needed an explanation, like right now... teleporting to The Hazbin Hotel's front doors, looking around seeing Sinners train for something? Slamming open the door seeing Charlie standing there " Perfect timing! i need,i mean we need your help" She said running to me. "Charlie." I said seriously " Where is Husk? '' I asked. She pointed at the bar. Storming to Husk behind the bar serving the crew.

" Why didn't you tell me.. all those years.'' I cried, my hands shaking. "Why didn't you tell me about-" Before I could finish he kissed me. "I'm sorry.." he broke to kiss with his ears down. " Let's spend our final night together.." He hugged me. " FInal night?" My breath is shaky.

" What do you mean.." I looked at Angel. He came over and hugged me too. "There's coming here. Tomorrow." My heart did a somersault. " You guys are fighting back.." I looked at Charlie as they let go of the long hug. "We need your help.." She said, holding my shaking hand. " Now more than ever." I looked around as I saw how many brave sinners are going to risk their lives for this hotel.

" If we're going to do this. We need to look fierce and fabulous "I said, moving my hands around as needles and fabrics flew up.