#Hotels&holidays

[allykatsart]

Something Worth Fighting For

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To be clear Vaggie, Charlie and Emily stopped at Lucifer's place before heading back to the hotel. Vaggie and Charlie both agreed to put discussions about... Certain revelations off until then. They haven't talked about Vaggie being fallen.

Emily meeting Angel is so very interesting to me. He is, in canon, the example the hotel used to show the heavenly courts. He was the one Emily saw, the one she thought should belong in heaven. He's the one who showed her the cracks in the system. She's very happy she got to meet him in person.... But sad to know she couldn't fix those cracks.

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Hotel Holiday (former Holiday Inn), Sarajevo. Ivan Štraus.

[harleys-hahacienda]

[fiendishfables]

"You already know how much I love you~"

A 2024 Valentines Day Special Ft. Luci + Reader

a/n: Happy Valentines! I don't have a valentine (its my cat) but fuck that, I'm going to snag some cheap candy-

summary: Lucifer decides to take you to a special spot; one where everything began anew for him and his true beauty is revealed

warnings: fluff, cuddles, wholesomeness, Luci just needs some cuddles guys, just cute shi-

words: 1.6k+

additional notes: I like to think there is just some random cherry blossom hidden away somewhere in Hell and that is where our short king got the honor of falling. Or he created the tree upon impact, one of the two. I JUST WANT HIM TO HAVE SOMETHING NICE, THE POOR BABY-

This was honestly not what you had pictured in your brain when your boyfriend had said he wanted to take you somewhere special...

Currently, you and your boyfriend, Lucifer, were making your way up a hill. Its adorning grass was a brownish-green, making it look like autumn had begun to actually seep into the worlds crust instead of just being dusted off until next year. Another thing: it looked strangely untouched. Everything in Hell looked like literal shit, so this was a pleasant surprise, other than its stained color.

You looked up to see your boyfriend had left your side and was practically sprinting up the hill, like he was a Labrador who just saw a squirrel. You raised a quizzical eyebrow but felt the small, familiar tug of a smile grappling for a hold on each corner of your lips. A sigh slipped from you as you shook your head with amusement at his childish antics. He really never failed to make you smile.

Once you had decided to pick up your own pace with what you were using to climb the grassy hill, he had already reached the top. You met him in the next thirty seconds that followed.

Atop the hill he had brought you both to was a beautiful, giant, cherry blossom tree. Its pink petals swayed gently in the wind, brushing against one another and the branches that held them together in clusters. A few delicate petals would come free from the hold of a branch every few seconds, going on to continue its life in a different way, as it drifted towards the ground.

This particular blossom you were watching drift downwards was then caught, gently, in the hand of your boyfriend.

You had almost forgotten he was there, having been mesmerized by the beautiful pink and white colored tree hanging above both of your heads. Seeing him now, he was sitting underneath the cherry blossom, a soft smile on his face. He shifted his fingers so the plush, pink petal was between his thumb and pointer finger, holding it up and out to you like a silent offering.

You chuckled softly, walking further under the tree and plopping yourself down beside Lucifer, watching him examine the petal between his fingertips, almost as if deciding what to do with it.

He turned to look at you again, smiling still (when was he ever not when he was around you). That smile then turned to a smug smirk as he gently blew on the petal now in his palm, whistling softly. The action sent the petal drifting towards you and up, into your hair, where it found a place to nestle itself comfortably amongst the strands, lightly tickling your forehead as it passed by.

"Magic?"

You gave him a small smirk of your own. You knew he liked to do these little acts to impress you; not saying they failed to deliver, but you knew to expect them by now. Still, it was always a pleasant experience.

The ground beneath the two of you was covered in soft, little cherry blossom petals, showing the trees shedding tendencies. The grass that could be seen under the mirage of petals was actually green here, unlike the shit stained looking grass you had walked on leading up to the hill.

He offered a smile, a nod, then looked away, letting out a sigh as he raised his head again. His eyes seemed to be scanning the cities of Hell below; the hill gave a perfect view of all his people, the bustling populations giving light to the aspect that Hell was more alive than the pricks up in Heaven would ever accept.

Whilst observing all of these things, you also seemed to sense that your boyfriend was being a lot quieter than usual. He hadn't spoken since he had brought you up here to sit together. Not once. It was out of character.

"Luci?"

You spoke to break the ever-growing silence, turning your head and shifting your eyes back up to his, only to see him already staring at you. This caused you to flinch a bit in surprise. He noticed this and instantly looked ashamed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he looked away from you.

"Ah- uh, sorry, darling. Just..thinking..."

He spoke almost nervously, like he was expecting something; walking on eggshells.

You looked at him sympathetically, smiling gently as you took his hand in yours.

"Babe, what's wrong? You can talk to me, y'know?" You said, gently running your thumb over his knuckles in a hopes to soothe him if possible.

He took a deep breath, your eyes trained on the steady rise and fall of his chest. There was silence for many minutes before he finally spoke.

"This is the place I fell."

You raised an eyebrow at his statement, the words taking a second to process before you realized he was talking about the cherry blossom. You looked up on instinct, taking in the swaying colors of pink and white, the wind letting them dance around freely and fall how they pleased.

"You...here? Like, fell...here? Of all places?"

You were a tad bit confused. The King of Hell, a.k.a. Lucifer, a.k.a. your boyfriend...fell in this exact spot? Fell where you were sitting right this second?

His nod was the only thing to answer you besides the delicately whistling wind.

"Well...its much nicer an area than I expected for what is to be deemed such a tragedy." You mustered an awkward smile. "Why would you bring me here?" You asked, now more curious than confused.

He looked over at you then back at his feet, bringing his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them, like he was trying to shield himself from an invisible force.

"Well, ya know....I-I trust you a-and...I-I figured since, ya know, we've been together so long now...that maybe you'd wanna see the place most special to me..."

His slight stammering made a twinge of pity go through your heart but you quickly pushed it away. He didn't need pity right now. He needed support. This place had to be a bit of a touchy subject for him, considering its literally where he first landed when he was casted out from Heaven. You doubted it had many good memories attached to it.

"Most special?" You questioned. That did not make much sense in your mind.

"Yes. I feel like, in a way, my falling was another chance gifted to me. I mean, hey," He chuckled and his normal sparky attitude began shining through once again. "I'm King of Hell, am I not? I think I got a pretty good rep going." He puffed out his chest playfully, glancing over at you.

You laughed softly and leaned over to gently kiss his cheek. His already rosy cheeks amplified in color.

"That's one way to see it. I appreciate you showing me this place, Luci. You being vulnerable enough with me to tell me more about yourself and what's happened to you...I know it must be hard. This place sure is beautiful though." You smiled, looking upwards at the tree from underneath it, then back to him, a smirk replacing the smile.

"Do you think your fall is what caused it to grow with such vigor and beauty? Your fall is probably what birthed the tree, made it so beautiful and prosperous."

Lucifer blushed and waved a dismissive hand, biting his lip to fight his usual smile. This caused you to chuckle softly.

A soft, serene silence fell over the two of you. You could tell he was pondering your question just from the expression on his face. You hadn't expected him to actually try and answer it, if that's what he was planning on doing.

"...You really think so?"

His eyes were watery when he spoke again, as they turned their loyal gaze onto you. Just those words meant a lot to him and it showed, plain as day. He was rarely classified as a beautiful being. Not in Heaven and especially not by the living.

You smiled and nodded, slightly surprised by his reaction but going in full swing.

"I know so, Luci. There is no think about it. Someone with as beautiful a spirit as you is bound to spread that beauty. I have no doubt."

In the next second that followed your ceased speaking, Lucifer had flung himself on top of you. He sniffled as a few silent tears fell down his cheeks as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, peppering soft kisses there. One of his hands held you close to him whilst the other carded gently through your hair, tangling the loose blossoms into the strands even further. He lifted his head to look at you, big watery eyes filled with so much affection; so much love for you it was insane.

Hellens, just the way he looked at you. Like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever yet to lay his eyes on. Like he was a dying man and you a fresh drink of water. Like the one ray of sunshine on a rainy day. Like you were a goddess.

But not just any goddess.

His.

His goddess.

One of a kind.

Your hand gently came up to sprinkle some more of the pink and white colored cherry blossoms into his pale blonde hair that you had come to love so much. Pink really was a good fit for him, you thought.

"I love you..." He whispered softly, sniffling. "So..so much. More than you'd ever be able to understand."

You smiled and let your lips meet in a gentle kiss, before parting once again so you could speak.

"I love you too, Luci. But I think you already know how much."

And it was true.

[voxslays]

THANKSGIVING WITH HAZBIN °˖➴

Hazbin Crew: (Husk, Niffty, Alastor, Angel Dust, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie.)

First of all Alastor is in the kitchen the entire time. Nobody is allowed in there except for Niffty, and even she is only in there to help him clean up the mess. Otherwise, he is alone in the kitchen, baking all the thanksgiving classics, along with a few of his personal favorites. The classic turkey & stuffing, rolls and gravy, baked and mashed potatoes, ham, apple pie, jambalaya, etc. He makes a huge feast, leaving leftovers for weeks.

Charlie and Angel are the festive sweaters gang. Vaggie and Lucifer are also wearing sweaters, although they are both a lot less enthusiastic…they may have been forced…(I’m looking at you Charlie.) Husk is your average father, grandfather, uncle figure. He is either groaning at the football players on the television in the living room—much to Alastor’s dismay—or getting extremely drunk.

When you finally sit down to eat, (and drink for husk), there is a lot of…tension…between Alastor and Lucifer. Fortunately, they quickly forget about their past quarrels as they eat the delicious food that Alastor has prepared—WHICH LUCIFER TOTALLY COULD’VE DONE BETTER! (According to Luci.)

The Vees: (Valentino, Velvette, Vox.)

Let’s be honest, nobody but Vox can cook…and Vox is not using his one day off to cook the entire time. So it’s just your private chefs cooking the night away. They prepare all the classic thanksgiving dishes, and serve you the finest champagne.

The four of you watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving day parade, and then some football…which Vox is acting like your average uncle who lives for football. He is screaming at the TV. Velvette is scrolling on her phone, looking for Christmas inspiration for her holiday collection. Val is AGRESSIVELY texting his workers, who unsurprisingly do not have the day off. You might wanna avoid him for a while…

Val and Velvette are fighting over legroom, because of course they are. Those two are always fighting about something. You and Vox have to split them up. As the night grows old, the four of you fall asleep together on the couch watching a stupid Hallmark movie. (I love hallmark.)

Heavenly Crew: (Adam, Lute, Sera, St. Peter, Emily.)

This is definitely the most perfect and innocent Thanksgiving…until Adam and Lute show up. Let’s just say tensions are high after what happened at the heavenly court session…Adam is constantly making lewd jokes, but quickly stops when Sera gives him a warning look.

Unlike the first two examples, the cooking is a shared job. Sera and Emily do the turkey & stuffing, Lute and Peter make the mashed potatoes and gravy, and you and Adam set the table (because nobody trusts Adam to not burn the water.) Overall, its a very wholesome thanksgiving.

[fineinteriors]

Pangrati Apartment, Athens, Greece. Available on AirBnb.

[turnercreations-art-blog]

More holiday cheer! This one didn't come out the way I wanted, BUT, the show must go on, next art piece!

More fanart! I have prints on Redbubble and you can support me through Patreon or Kickstarter! Video is up on YouTube! All funds will go towards my animated pilot, DIMENSIONAL! Links in bio!

[goshyesvintageads]

Holiday Inns of America Inc, 1967

[chaoticace2005]

Angel: Why do you act like we’re all three year olds?

Vaggie, exasperated: WHY?!?

Vaggie points at Angel: YOU GOT INTO A SHOOT OUT ON THE STREET!

Vaggie points at Sir Pentious: HE BUILT A VACUUM THAT ALMOST BLEW UP THE HOTEL!

Vaggie points at Niffty: AND SHE STABBED THE LAST FIVE GUESTS IN THE KNEES!

Vaggie: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????

[tropicvlwaves]

[easternblocrelics]

Hotel in the High Tatras Color negative 1990

[iman-92]

no joke social media and specifically instagram has fried our brains and the blurring of the boundaries between regular people and famous people has made us all hold ourselves to the same standards of the WEALTHY and it’s not normal!! 😭 like everyone has an aesthetic or a brand and everything is perfectly curated for public consumption. but at least like for famous people that’s literally a part of their job and they are compensated well for it. for us regular people it’s literally just another way to make our lives more difficult LOL

[chaoticqueerhope]

Not a template from one of my fandoms, but it fit so well haha. Really though, I can't be the only one, right? ... Right??

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[mensministry]

Ecotourism Residence, Genaveh Beach, Iran,

Esmaeil Ghasemzadeh

[cryptidlunacy]

🎄 I got the inspiration to make Holiday charms SO I DID! Check em out! 🎄