#also love that I made 4 about charlie with 3 of them being the same template and all 4 being about the same movie
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Rewatched The Mighty Ducks trilogy. Have some shitty memes.
#the mighty ducks#adam banks#jesse hall#charlie conway#fulton reed#guy germaine#gordon bombay#these are shit but I had fun#my personal faves are the b99 and spiderman jesse ones. the guy one and the quack quack quack one#also love that I made 4 about charlie with 3 of them being the same template and all 4 being about the same movie#I literally spent the last half hour of D3 repeating āI love these kids. These absolute dweebs.ā and crying.#I like to believe after Portman came back he heard about what happened after Adam joined Varsity and made everyone apologize to him#and then went to beat up varsity cause they were dicks to everyone INCLUDING ADAM#can you guys tell I want jesse back and the ducks to apologize to adam?#love that charlie left and immediately decided that he and fulton would just move to canada at 17. my absolute faves#re-read my way through most banksway fics on ao3 so if anyone writes more that'd be great. I don't know enough about hockey or america
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Do you think you could do a male version of the radioapple is the safe word? Or maybe just a gender neutral pronouned story? I adore it so much
of course! I am happy to adapt my stories whenever possible š„ŗāØ sometimes I canāt but this one was an easy enough shift! didnāt tag the horny deer cult, this is the same story but with the hardware swapped out. Will tag in new pieces š warning; I almost exclusively watch femboy gay porn and it shows
The Safeword is RadioApple (Part 1)
(RadioApple x MaleReader)
Part 1 ź°įMaleReaderā§FemaleReaderą»ź± Part 2 ź°įFemaleReaderą»ź± Part 3 ź°įAlastorxLuciferą»ź± tidbit (cute, not smut) Part 4 ź°įFemaleReaderą»ź±āØNEWāØ āā¹āā“ Lucifer winsā”Alastor Wins
tags/warnings/promises: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer x Reader, smut, RadioApple in a sense, male reader, creampie, breath play, rough sex, Alastor is an eternal little shit, soft jazz, hard jazz, Luci calls himself Daddy, š£ļø READER GETS SPITROASTED, threesome, asshole hulk smashed, half assed blowjob, help I got too horny on main
MINORS DNI BRUH
āSir.ā
Lucifer jumped, whipping around and shoving Alastorās face away. āYou are a living nightmare, fuck!ā He hated being snuck up on, as most people do. Adjusting his hat, he looked around the hotel lobby to see if anyone else witnessed his personal jump scare. Charlie and Vaggie were seated nearby, but hadnāt paid them any attention.
āI aim to please! Now,ā Alastor gestured to the stairs, āI, unfortunately, need to show you something upstairs.ā
āHa!ā Lucifer forced out a laugh, āHa. Haaa- Not a chance, scarecrow. Find someone else to search for your brain.ā He smirked to himself. āDid you hear that Charlie? I made a joke.ā
But Charlie was not laughing. She finally turned her focus to them. āDad, you have to start trying to get along with Alastor.ā She looked to Alastor who was nodding along as if he actually cared at all, āHeās trying to spend time with you. Come on, Dad. For me?ā
With a pout, he dramatically crossed his arms, āFine. Iāll play nice, for you. Not for him.ā Lucifer glared daggers at Alastor. āFuck him.ā
āDaaad!ā She groaned.
āYeah yeah, Iām going.āĀ
Alastor let his microphone follow behind Luciferās back, an unseen and unfelt safety net so he couldnāt back out. When they approached Alastorās door, Lucifer put up his hands as if to physically stop the situation from progressing, āThere is no way in all of hell I am going in your bedroom.ā
Alastorās eyes rolled, frustrated already with the interaction. āAre you sure about that?ā He pushed the door open, using his mic to make contact with the small of Luciferās back. He stopped resisting when he finally looked into the room.
He took a step in, willingly, and as he saw you sitting in the center of the bed in just your sleep robe, he let out a quiet, āWhat the fuck is this?ā
Then a louder, āHeeey, kittenā¦ā. The sound of the door locking made his head whip back to Alastor, teeth bared.
āLuci.ā
Softened under the sound of his own name from your lips he brought his attention back to the bed.
It was no secret to anyone that you two were fond of each other. It was the little things you did that endeared the fallen angel to you, how you doted on him. Filling his glass at dinner when you noticed it getting close to empty, holding the door for him, keeping eye contact when he went off on some excited tangent.
Everyone was also aware you were Alastorās person. And Alastor would give you anything you wanted in death; and today you happened to want Luci.
Youād seen the broadcasts of the King of Hell defending his daughter during the last extermination. The power he gave off, even from your screen, brought goosebumps down your arms. So when you found your way to the hotel, you were elated to see Lucifer himself readily available for interactions. Your luck continued, as your fatherās love of jazz had been passed down to you and allowed the radio demon to notice your presence among the sea of new residents. Following the sounds of Nat āKingā Cole, he found you one evening in your room, and a mutual fondness for music bore a new friend. And then, more.Ā
Soon enough you were a regular member of the Hazbin Hotel core crew, by way of Alastor.
Thatād been some months ago now, and you finally had the courage to ask Alastor for a special favor.
No part of him understood your motivation, but the idea of making the king of hell pussy-whipped to his darling was understanding enough. And, of course, the pleasure of watching you enjoy yourself. While he was capable all his own, he was happy to allow someone else to fill in. Not to mentionā- no, actually, definitely mention the fact it would give him a little more power in the tense dynamic between himself and Lucifer.
For Alastor, sharing you physically wasnāt an issue.Ā Sex was something he did for your pleasure, though he did enjoy the control he held over you in those intimate moments.
Watching you mewl under someone else, knowing he gave the permission, that Lucifer would never have a chance in Hell if The Radio Demon didn't allow it, made his head dizzy with the loss of blood flow. Whatever pleasure Lucifer could give you was pleasure he has granted you both. The idea of someone pining for you but never having a chance unless he says so made him feel powerful.
āI have a request, of sorts.ā You tried to keep your smile still, cheeks twitching with pure nerves. The room was lit by only two small lamps on either nightstand and the light coming from the half open bathroom.
Lucifer approached you, making a dramatic point of going past Alastor. The radio demon chuckled, the king of hell scowled. He placed one knee on the end of the bed, trying to forget this was the spot you shared most nights with Alastor. His smile encouraged you to continue.
āYou can say no.ā You added quickly.Ā
āWhy would I ever do that?ā Lucifer continued to smile at you, too sweetly for what you were going to ask.
āMany reasons.ā You added quicker.Ā
āCome on, tell Luci.ā He laughed softly at the idea of denying you anything.
You pressed the tips of your index fingers together nervously, āI want you to fuck me.ā
He tried to blink but his eyelids only seemed to rise further and further up his face with every attempt.
āYou what now?ā
His eyes darted to Alastor, who was now crawling onto the bed and settling behind you.Ā
āIt was a fairly straightforward statement, sir.ā Alastorās tone was always teetering on mocking when he addressed Lucifer, āMy dear would like you, for some god awful reason, to bed him.ā
If this hadnāt been such a shock, Lucifer would have quipped, āOh because you canāt, you overdressed maitre dā?ā
But when he opened his mouth, there was nothing. He just stared at you. Alastorās long legs and lanky arms came down beside you, behind you. You looked like the enticing light of an angler fishās lure, sharp teeth shining just over your shoulder.Ā
āI thought-,ā he motioned between the two of you.
You nodded, āAlastor is happy when Iām happy. And right now, Iād be overjoyed to spend an evening taking care of you.ā
Oh, why couldnāt you have said it so sweetly the first time? Take care of him? You always did. Every time he felt something lacking heād find you close behind offering him just the thing.
Whether a smile, or supportive word, or just a sympathetic ear.
Shifting onto your hands and knees, you crawled toward Lucifer. His face was flush, his brows knitted together in some mix of worry and confusion.
āYou donāt have to do that, kitten. I donāt need that.ā He reached out a hand to touch your cheek but stopped himself; heād never touched you before. He had gone out of his way to avoid it, because he couldnāt bear what it would do to him. Heād just be hurting himself, he had thought. His hand began to pull away but you reached out with both of yours and took hold of his wrist.
āI donāt have to do anything, ever, Luci,ā Alastorās grin widened as you said it. A hum of approval only he could hear. A silent, āThatās my boy.ā
āThis is about what I want.ā You leaned up to rest your cheek in his open palm, āIāll accept any answer from you.ā Your eyes staring up at him promised safety, āSo, what do you want?ā
He buried his face in his free hand, opening his fingers to look over you once more. In the shade of the canopied bed, Alastor sat motionless. But Lucifer couldnāt see him, not because of the shadows but because his focus was so purely on you. He had absolute tunnel vision, which happened often when you two would speak. Lucifer made a low sound, coming from somewhere deep in his chest,Ā hidden beneath all his shame and sense of inadequacy.
Your question was answered as he removed his hat, tossing it to the chaise lounge near the wall. You sat back on your legs and gave him space to remove his coat. Your heart seemed to double its pace, skin practically vibrating. A not-insignificant part of you expected a gentle but firm, ākindly fuck off.ā
He seemed to be avoiding eye contact as he pulled his bow tie loose, only returning his knee to the bed when heād kicked off his boots. Just the shifting of the weight of the bed made your thighs twitch, finally. Alastor leaned backed and watched, Luciferās gaze was full of uncertainty as he crawled to you.Ā
Hilarious. Already worth the price of admission.Ā
Both on your knees, you leaned up and placed a chaste kiss on Luciferās lips. Pulling back, you looked at him and he felt like weāre looking at the sun. Your face was so bright, and warm. What light were you reflecting back at him? Surely not his own. That was long dead. Long buried under bruised wings and lost promises.Ā
You snaked your fingers into his hair and brought him in for a deeper kiss. When you bit gently on his bottom lip, he shakily opened his mouth. Your grin spread across both of your faces as you pushed your way past his lips.
Luciferās tongue was long, and tapered more than youād expected. It moved, unsure, against yours. Your hands slunk out of his hair and down his chest, sliding until finding the buttons of his vest.Ā
You felt him gasp into you, and when you began to open his shirt he pulled away, āItās beenā¦ a very long time.ā
A scream echoed in your skulll, your own scream, thankfully entirely in your mind. He was so cute. So soft. He looked so worried, you wanted to rip him to pieces with affection. Was that possible? You were going to try.
Your hands fumbled over his belt, the tremble in your fingers making the pants button feel like an aptitude test. Your mouth returned to him, kissing down his cheeks and into the space under his jaw. Finally you could slip your hand down into his pants, and you hissed without thinking.
He was painfully hard, throbbing head pressed into his skin.Ā Your own cock twitched under your robe at the feeling.
Did you do this? Had you gotten the King like this with just a question and a kiss? Tip nearly purple with pressure, you rested your forehead on his collarbone and watched his stomach jump as you wrapped your fingers around it.
Alastor fought back a laugh, tongue nearly cut clean off with the attempt. This was better than he had expected. And he had just the idea to push it over the top.
When your head dipped to swipe your tongue over Luciferās cock, you both startled at the sudden sound of music. First you looked to the radio, then to Alastor.
One hand was loosening his bow tie, the other unbuckling his pants.Ā
āDonāt stop on my accord,ā he bit his bottom lip, watching your attention return to Luciferās lap.Ā
Lucifer raised a finger in protest, āI wasnāt aware this was a group activity.ā
āThe more the merrier.ā Alastor whipped his belt off and tossed it to the floor, other hand pulling his member free.
āThreeās a crowd.āĀ
āTwo heads are better than one.ā When Alastor lifted your robe away and sunk himself into you, hole soft and ready for him already, you moaned into the blonde hair at the base of Luciferās cock.
Your breath over his shaft and now down his balls made his hips buck against you. Your hands gripped at Luciferās thighs, trying to get steady enough to return your mouth to his waiting heat. You could smell his arousal, your head dizzy with so many of your senses being assaulted by both men.Ā
āYou okay, kitten?ā A concerned hand came to your cheek.Ā
Your watery, lust clouded eyes met his, āIt feels so good, Luci.ā His dick jerked. When you finally managed to get him in your mouth his head fell back, legs under him twitching with the need to move along to the bobbing of your head. Lucifer was wider than Alastor, the corners of your mouth burning as you tried to take in as much of him as possible.Ā
Alastorās hand raked long nails down your back, a whine ran from your throat and down Luciferās shaft.Ā He moaned in turn, trying to not connect the dots between himself and Alastor.
āI think you may need a little demonstration, from someone moreā, ā Alastor leaned down, his face now inches from Luciferās. His hand wrapped around your neck, āexperienced.ā He pulled you up by your throat.
Lucifer watched, your knees no longer touching the bed as Alastor fucked up into you. One hand gripping your throat, one arm holding your body against his. Your face began to redden, and your thighs noticeably clenching as best they could, legs open and feet on either side of Alastorās body. Your cock hard and bouncing with every thrust. Lucifer winced, you looked pained, he wantedā
āAa--Alastor,ā Your voice was like honey, thick and sweet around Alastorās name. Luciferās face fell flat, how could he have that? What did he need to do to have you say his name in such a debauched way? Why did that gangly sack of bones get all of the fun?
āSee? He can handle more than youād expect.ā Alastor grinned, planting a kiss on your neck. You could see Lucifer watching through your wet eyelashes, his cock twitching repeatedly as his hand finally came down to touch himself.Ā
With the hand not holding onto Alastorās wrist at your throat, you reached out for Lucifer. āLuci.āĀ
Alastor let you fall forward. Keeping your hips in the air and knees dangling just above the comforter, he continued his rough pace into your tight heat. Pulling your body on and off of his length with harsh drags he watched you lick from the base to the top of Luciferās member. Each thrust from him knocking your chin against it.Ā
When you popped the head back into your mouth and moaned around it from Alastorās continued fucking, Lucifer gripped your hair with both hands. Alastorās own erection jumped in you, the king of hell himself buckling from his dearestās mouth. He could break him entirely by just pulling you off of Luciferās cock and refusing to return you. He was positive Lucifer would cry into his ruined orgasm if he did such a thing.
Tempting.
But, he promised to play along, for you. And he would, at his own terms.Ā
He pushed aside the thought entirely, instead returning to the task in front of him. Your tongue was pinned down when Lucifer was in your mouth, cock too fat to allow any room for movement. You abandoned trying to suck him off, and changed tactics to lick and kiss the sensitive flesh in your hands.Ā
Luciferās mind wasā- he wasn't sure where exactly. His consciousness splintered around you. The feeling of you; your tongue was swirling around him, the first contact heās had other than himself in literal years. The sound of you; your soft moans and huffs were both audible and physical, the hot breath ghosting over him. The sight of you; head in his lap as he leaned back, your ass in the air and making a satisfying slapping noise every timeāĀ
Alastor. His eyes met Luciferās and a wicked grin took hold of his features. Lucifer could practically hear Alastor whisper across your body, āWatch this.ā Maybe Alastor had thought it, but he kept it to himself.Ā
Your hands began pumping Luciferās length while your body was slightly dragged away as Alastor backed up and let your knees find some solid ground again.Ā
Lucifer sat on his legs still, eyes flitting from between your face to the place you and Alastor connected. He could see Alastor disappearing inside you, and every intrusion had you gasping and mewling into the blankets. Your hand was still gently stroking him with outstretched arms, eyes clenched close.
Alastor smirked up at Lucifer, coming down over your back to reach around your body and find your dick, now pulsing under his hand. Immediately, you reacted. Legs squeezing together, hands stilling around your kingās cock. With a bite and lick to your shoulder blade, the radio demon set a bruising pace against you. That warmth in your core was spreading down as you felt him press against your g-spot with every kiss of his hips.Ā
You choked out his name, a chant Lucifer had never wanted to hear before now. How could you make Alastorās name sound so delicious? He wrapped his fingers around yours on his dick and began moving with you. Your eyes rolled up to him, a weak smile forming before your orgasm made your face tighten. Alastor knew your body so well, bringing you to orgasm was like playing a well practiced song on the piano. Both required strong and fast fingers and a sense of rhythm. His hands working your shaft, fingers ghosting over your balls and head with every stroke up and down.Ā
With a few more deeper, shorter moves Alastor stilled, too. Your knees slid down as your hips sank into the bed, your own release sticky and already cooling under you.
Lucifer let your hand go limp, swallowing hard. He wasnāt ignorant to the way Alastor smiled at him as he reclined into the headboard, tucking himself back into his pants.Ā
āI have complete faith in you, for once.ā Alastor teased Lucifer, hand motioning to your still limp body. His smile seemed to dare Lucifer, challenge him, to keep going even with Alastorās release sitting pretty in you.Ā
Luci took a deep breath, steadying himself mentally, before pushing the hair from your forehead, āHey there, kitten. What do ya need?ā
With an uncharacteristic hunger in your eyes, you forced your line of sight up to him, āYou, Luci.ā Visibly shuddering, you sat up and brought your legs towards him, your knees touching each other in an odd display of shyness. Your hand felt at your entrance, Alastorās seed just beginning to find its way from your relaxed and stretched hole.Ā
āIs it okay?ā You asked, spreading the thick fluid between your fingers in front of Luci.Ā
Something between a grimace and a pout came over him, it wasnāt his ideal situation but the idea of ā just how much heād slip and slide in and out of your with the added lubrication made him feel feral. He wasnāt stupid, he knew Alastor hoped to ruin you and sour his experience. He decided to not allow it.Ā
With a kiss to his nose, you wrapped your arms around his neck and lied back. You werenāt sure you were breathing anymore when you felt his scorching head slot up with your entrance. He rubbed the leaking fluid over himself and you with swipes up and down your ass, teasing your entrance with every pass. The difference between his heat and the cooled cum made him shiver in turn.Ā
As he began to press into you, your body instinctively scooted away. It took both of your hands hooked under his arms to stay still enough for him to make any real headway.Ā
Luci stopped, your face clearly pained. Your head shook in response, āPlease, you just have to keep going. Iāll adjust.ā While both of his heads swelled with pride ā Alastorās cock clearly smaller ā Luci didnāt notice the wild eyes of the radio demon.Ā
Alastor brought a hand to his face, red eyes peering between his spread fingers, smile threatening to break at the seams as he watched Lucifer Morningstar fucking his cum into his darling dear.Ā
Ā What a pitiful sight. How humiliating.
What would Charlie think of her big bad daddy? What would the other sins say? If they could see their king now, slick and shiny?
Your nails cut into his skin, and you were worried you were tearing slightly. Instead of attempting to thrust his way in, he chose to just continually press. The way your body seemed to be splitting made you second guess your decisions. But when his head finally popped in, your bullied boy cunt got some reprieve. He stopped, taking deep breaths.Ā
Tears were collecting on your waterline, Luci noticed and leaned on an elbow to wipe them away. His blonde hair was falling forward now, tickling at your forehead.Ā
You nodded, answering a question he didnāt ask, and he continued to force your walls open to accommodate him. The only sound in the room was the soft instrumental jazz number playing from atop the dresser. Your voice was stuck in your throat, Luci was focusing too hard to form words. Alastor could speak, but the music was just too enjoyable to interrupt.Ā
Finally, after what could have been two minutes or twenty, you felt Luci bottom out. You had to just lie there for a second, never having felt something so solid in your otherwise soft body. No slight to Alastor, who was perfectly skilled in his abilities. Luci was justā- more than you had expected.Ā
As he pulled out, you thanked the heavens and hell and the rings within that Alastor had left you so wet and already softened. The first few thrusts were genuinely uncomfortable, the pleasure you felt almost entirely mental, drawn from the reality of who was pulling your insides back and forth. You were so tight around him that he too was almost pained; so much pressure but no way to move enough to get any release.
Slowly, the ring of your entrance relented and Luci could finally move at a normal pace. He would take himself out to his head before slipping back in. Every thrust made your body spread around him, a semi-truck through a field of sunflowers. Your body didnāt stand a chance, and you were grateful he chose gentleness for his entrance.
He leaned back on both hands, using the position to fucked up into you at an angle. He knew very well where to hit to begin gathering your pleasure.
Alastor dropped his head, yours between his legs. His hair made a short curtain, hiding the look he was giving you from Luci. He adores the faces you make when you are happy. Excited. Pleasured. You tried to offer him a smile, but you couldnāt manage it for long. Your eyes would roll back, lips tighten as you focused on the feeling Luci was providing. Focused on the sensations, of being so full, so sticky wet, so wanted. But Alastor was still watching, the sight of Luci blocked from his view as he enjoyed every little twitch of your mouth, every whimper.Ā
It wasnāt jealousy, it was something more personal that stung Luci. While he couldnāt actually discern the looks you two gave each other, Luci felt very much the odd man out. But, he considered his position. Literally. He was leaning as far from your body as he could. He remembered the way you said Alastorās name. Alastor had showed him exactly what to do, albeit in his usual obnoxious, showy fashion.
Sitting up, Luci adjusted your legs and slotted himself between them. Alastor leaned back, relinquishing your focus. Both of you looked at Luci though as one of his hands came to enclose your throat.
Alastor was almost impressed. Almost. You brought both hands to wrap around his wrist, glancing to Alastor behind you.
The words came out of Alastor as half warning, half instruction, āIf he needs you to stop, heāll tap two fingers twice on you, wherever he can reach.ā Lucifer nodded, eyes not meeting Alastorās. He kept them on your face, watching for any sign of distress as he tightened his grip. The way your muscles clenched around him earned you a hiss.
He began to move again, the new position causing his stomach to rut against your returning erection as he buried himself in you. More clenching; He tightened his grip more.Ā
āAre you sure he isnāt hurting?ā Luci asked, your eyes closed and nails digging into his wrists.
āNonsense. Canāt you feel him? Or does he just grip me like that?ā The cocky expression made Luci unconsciously clench his fist on your neck. A gentle tap tap snapped him back to you. He loosened up again, his eyes large and apologetic.
You unconsciously tightened your own grip on his dick, grinding up into him for more friction. Your body had finally relaxed, pleasure freely flowing from where you and Luci tangled together. You closed your eyes, the pressure constant on the veins to your head. Blood flow restricted just enough to lower your oxygen levels and raise the nitrogen oxide in your body. It resulted in a dizzying feeling, maybe there was a primal panic that caused your body to feel heightened pleasure. You didnāt feel scared, or in danger. You felt āā ah there it was. You felt weak. You felt docile. You felt like you existed purely to give pleasure and the idea turned you on. In every day life youād never allow someone to use you, to push you around. You were anything but subservient. Thatās why it was so enthralling now. It was so strange a sensation. And to give yourself so fully to the king of hell, the originator of all sin? You groaned, head rolling back.Ā
Luci watched your head loll, drank in your groans and gasps and felt himself get dizzy too. More. Say his name like you did Alastorās. Praise how well he fucked you. Reward him. Love him.
He pulled out suddenly, his head leaving you for the first time since it managed to fit in initially. Luci put both hands on your hips and directed you to roll onto your stomach. He pulled your ass up, knees bent. You crawled up enough to rest your forehead on the crook of Alastorās leg, one lazily outstretched and the other bent under him slightly. Luci wasted no time pushing back in. He leaned over you and pressed his hand into your back, forcing your chest to be slightly crushed into the bed. He pulled out and slammed back into you, tearing a yelp from you as he hit deeper than he had before, stomach lurching into your chest with the impact.
He stopped, unsure, until he felt your hand reach under yourself and rest at the junction of his knee and calf. His other hand came to your right hip, and he used it to keep you from sliding up the bed. Letting his eyes close again, he focused on the feeling of you around him. His crotch and thighs were covered in oil and cum, his balls tight against him. Every drag out of you made his body jerk back into you with need. It felt so good, too good. He needed more. He pressed hard into you, oversized tip of his cock opening parts of you never before reached. He made shorter thrusts now, ensuring he bottomed out every time. It was too deep, too much of a stretch. Your moans slowly devolved into screams, the pleasure mixed with a soft burning.Ā
You could feel him spreading open your body, soft walls helpless to resist his raging member. The feeling of your silky boy cunt sliding along his cock, your tight hole gripping him, was driving him mad.
You were screaming. Actual, pleasured screams, threatening to alert the entire hotel to your activities. Wails that started shrill and dipped into a gutteral cry filled the room with every thrust of Luciferās frenzied hips.
A tiny part of your brain felt embarrassed, a dying animal shrieking into Alastorās thigh.
An ever shrinking part of Lucifer existed too, the piece of him too preoccupied with your two fingers on his leg to enjoy you. It got smaller and smaller, no longer a blockade to his pleasure, but a safety net allowing him to walk the tightrope of sadism.
The radioās volume dial rolled, smooth jazz now blaring and drowning out your painfully pleasured cries. Alastor was fine with allowing someone to take care of your needs at his permission but strangers had no business enjoying your sounds.
As Luci became lost in the sensation of your body trying to suck him in whole, his hand on your back began to press down. Your breaths got shorter, it got harder to expand your lungs fully.
Face turned and drooling onto the fabric of Alastorās pants, you started gasping out his name, āLuci! Nngh Luciiii, Lucifer.ā
Your lips dropped his name and it fell like lead into his thoughts. He fought the urge to close his eyes again as he felt his orgasm building. He watched your flushed skin jump beneath every punishing thrust, his name a spell you could now barely whisper, not enough breathe to scream. Your upper body was entirely buried into the mattress. It felt like your back might snap with Luciās loss of control. You kept your hand on his leg, ever ready to tap out.
The yellow of his eyes turned red, just like the skin of your ass where his hip bones chaffed. āYou take me so well, kitten.ā He ground out, āDaddyās gonna cum.ā
Alastorās eyes glowed a blood red from the end of the bed, a wickedly devious grin across his face at the opportunity before him, he looked up at Luci and said with a commanding tone, āCum.ā
Luci was already over that peak when his eyes flew up to catch Alastorās, it was too late to stop his orgasm. He was helpless to disobey, despite his now desperate desire to never cum again. With a moan, and a hiss, he pressed your body fully into the mattress. Your body now flush, he waited until his cock stopped jerking his long overdue seed into your bruised ass.
Luci lied on top of you even after you were full to the brim with his cum. It was already forcing its way out around his softening cock when he managed to roll off of you and onto his back.
Staring at the canopy of the bed, he felt two emotions rise to the surface. First, concern. He turned to you, and you gave a weak thumbs up.
Second, rage.
āWhat the actual fuck is wrong with you? Fuck you.ā He looked to Alastor, who was grinning as he pet your head, whispering something to you.Ā
āLittle late for dirty talk, your highness.ā
Lucifer growled, but Alastorās palm pressed against his forehead and pushed him back down to the bed.
āI sleep on the left. Iād prefer you on the right.ā he gently moved your head from his lap, āBeside me, my dear. A darling barrier.ā Alastor didnāt look at Lucifer, just slid off the bed and walked into the en-suite bathroom. āNo outside clothes under the comforter.ā Alastor called from the bathroom before the sound of rushing water poured in.
You rolled onto your back, still catching your breath. Body sprawled out on the massive bed like a starfish.
Lucifer turned onto his side, hand caressing your arm. āAre you okay, kitten? I didnāt mean to lose myself like that.ā He felt shame, like he had done something terrible. āAndā I didnāt help you finish. Thatās pretty shitty.ā
But it fell away when you smiled back at him, āI feel great. Sore, but great all the same.ā You let your fingers clumsily lace with his. āI really like you, Luci. And I donāt need to cum to enjoy myself. You can always try again, ya know?ā
Lucifer felt his face grow warm, but couldnāt press you to clarify what exactly that meant before Alastor scooped you up and carried you to the bath.
There was a moment where he was alone, noticing the radio was back to a tolerable volume, the water splashing softly out of view. He felt out of place, like he had accidentally walked into a strangerās home. He wasnāt sure what to do next, where to go from there when Alastorās head popped back into the room, annoyed, ļæ½ļæ½ļæ½Are you coming or not? Those are clean sheets.ā
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Please give me more informations about your radioapple swap!au I need it
OMGG HAIII SRRY I NEVER SEEN THIS LMFAOO but this au i has been my fav since the start n i wanted 2 gave u my ver! Of my swap au! :3
BACKSTORY: Al and Lucifer never met till Al was injured, Al was not part of angels or from heaven he was a overlord, but helping them 2 get a exterminations by his love of control n power like his canon till he got betray by his old friend vox since they both wanted 2 do the exterminations. Like Charlie and vaggie past Lucifer found al weak and hospitalized him in his palace, this is when his wife and Charlie not there anymore, Charlie have her own place n Lilith in heaven! So luci was all alone n depressed of his loneliness so he thought how bad could it be 2 have a sinner who is weak n need help 4? But since extermination al is kinda like canon itās was bad. Al has trust issues and donāt trust luci at all and will piss him off by his tactics like the canon verse, that make luci and al h8 each other during the weeks but luci had patience 2 him since Lucifer donāt know what he been tho. Al donāt get it why isnāt he like leave him in the streets? Hes a king he should not help Al out, thatās what Al mind that why he donāt trust him till Lucifer talk 2 him about why he help him because he cares that make Al more comfortable and open 2 Lucifer.
Of why Lucifer started the hotel it was used 2 b Charlie had plans of rehabilitate sinners but Charlie gave it up ever since her mother left, seeing the demons donāt want it and luci denying her dreams to not get a trouble, it lead Lucifer the king 2 gave it a try 2 gave his daughter idea bright up, so Lucifer help al shape him out, gave him some help that made al get used 2 it and trust him making them two closer. He told al that his plans of rehabilitate months later al was healing, it made al regret of what he did 2 his ppl and what he did. So he kept the secret, he gladly help Lucifer 2 rehabilitate sinners and will be his guard since al feel like he owns him by his hospitality but Lucifer was happy he have someone who he can do this w him. So they been 2gether years and I hc them as still friends since Lucifer is mourning of his wife!
CURRENT: Since the hotel started al shows his emotions instead bottled since he mentally got better and comfortable with it now thanks with Lucifer, Lucifer was glad al came 2 his life cuz it also help him 2 get out there and make a difference. Al is very protective of Lucifer and use a rifle since human him used 2 hunt and professional of a rifle. Luci donāt need protection but he thinks it fine, Lucifer and Al r a old men qpr yaoi
I redesign them 2 make it more better of the au!
The redesign change b4 since that gonna be a year by now so this One is rlly new LOL I took inspiration out of Pinterest! But I change the injured of Al having a missing eye, it felt unoriginal and itās giving the same backstory of vaggie so his injuryās was his chest like the Adam vs al and his horns being ripped out by vox!
But their trope was enemies 2 friends 2 a qpr relationship :3 ANYWHAS THATS ALL
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Hiiii i love your work sm <3 ur one of my favorite jamie x reader accs, i already requested smth like this a bit ago but theres absolutely no Caius stuff whatsoever (my babys underratedš„¹) š i was wondering if you could write a caius smutt? Id love smth with a daddy kink but if thats not smth youre comfy with do whatever ^~^ and maybe the reader being Bellas sisš SJSJSJSJ but yea thats all
of course!! i remember getting some caius requests a while ago but i never got around to writing them which is a shame because they had so much potential :( this also turned out a lot longer than i expected! i hope you like it my love <33
Only You- Caius Volturi x Fem!Reader
summary: caius had offered you a life of everlasting luxury, all you had to do was leave your life behind
warnings: contains smut!! daddy kink (hoping and praying it isn't cringey!), oral (f! receiving), unprotected sex
notes: caius my beloved i don't write enough for him :(
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āWhy donāt you think about it, hm?ā His thumb was placed under your chin, tilting your head up so you would look at him.
āI justā¦ I donāt want to leave my family- my sister!ā You frowned, thinking about how Bella would react if you had suddenly ārun away from homeā.
āYour sister is a fool, my dear. Sheās already in a relationship with one of us. But-ā
āEdward? That canāt be true! He still goes to school, heās not a- he can't be aā¦ vampire.ā The word tasted bitter on your tongue as your eyes met Caiusā again.
āOh, but he is. But you see, he isnāt like us. He lives a very different life, one very similar to yours. A very repetitive, tiring, mundane life. But, my darling, I can change that for you. All you have to say is one word, then you will be mine- and I will be yours- forever.ā
You looked back down at your shoes, a pair of dark red heels you had bought especially for this visit, and thought. You were tired of your life as it was, a dead end 9 to 5 job, living in your fathers house as you couldnāt afford the rent on your apartment, it felt like you were living the same day over and over again and there was no way out. But this could be the way out. There was nothing Caius couldnāt offer you. A never ending life of luxury, who would be so stupid as to turn it down?
āIāll think about it.ā You promised him, āI will return tonight and leave with you if the answer is a yes. But if I decide not to, then this will be goodbye.ā
He gently stroked his cold fingers over your cheek as he nodded his head.
āWe return to Volterra at midnight, if you decide to come with us.ā Was all he said before he turned around and walked away, leaving you by yourself in the alleyway.
You had a decision to make. And you had 4 hours to make it.
However, there was no decision to make, you already knew what you were going to do. And you knew there was going to be no regret in doing so.
By the time you returned home, it was almost 9pm. You were glad to see Charlie wasnāt home, and you had been told Bella was at the Cullenās house, so you rushed into the kitchen and pulled out a page of paper from one of Charlieās notepads and scribbled an apology note, explaining that you were leaving tonight, that this town was holding you back, and telling them not to contact you as you were leaving your phone behind. You took your phone from your bag and placed it next to the note, before heading to your bedroom.
You took your old gym bag and started filling it with clothes- although you knew you wouldnāt need them, Caius would spoil you with dresses made of the finest velvet and silk, and anything else you could possibly want. You also packed the only photo you had of you and you and Bella, in a photo frame she had made you at school. You hated the thought of leaving your little sister behind, but there was a chance that you werenāt. If she was already in a relationship with Edward, there was a possibility that she would also become one of them.
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You had made it back to Volterra, Caius did not let you out of his sight the entire journey. Every time Marcus or Aro (or even Alec) would make a comment about you or Caiusā relationship, he would only hold you closer and remind them of how he would turn you in the morning, once you had rested, and that you were sure to become more powerful than they could imagine, which made you smile to yourself.
Later that night, Caius had shown you around where you will be staying, and you couldnāt believe how beautiful the room was. The walls were a deep red, as was the bedding, but there were also gold accents such as a few decorative vases, and curtains that covered the door to the balcony. Everything looked so luxurious, so expensive. You were sure you were dreaming.
āCaius,ā you gasped as you looked around the room, āthis is beautiful!ā
āLook in the wardrobe, I hope you like what was chosen. I donāt know anything about your personal style, but-ā
āOh my gosh!ā You pulled out a dark red nightgown, it looked quite short as you held it up, and that was when you noticed the black lace that decorated the hem of the dress.
Something shifted inside of Caius, a smirk began to creep onto his lips as he walked over to you.
āI think you should try it on, baby.ā He said, his fingers lingering on the hem of your t-shirt.
āDo you think itāll look good on me?ā You asked, in a seductive tone as you turned around to face Caius.
āYou would look heavenly in anything.ā He said, leaning down to your ear to whisper āor even nothing at all.ā
At that, you decided you couldnāt take it anymore, and you kissed him. He seemed surprised by it at first, but he soon began to take control and kissed you back. There has been so much sexual tension between the two of you ever since you first met. He knew from the beginning that he wanted you by his side forever, and you knew you wanted to take him to bed. And here you were.
You were quickly stripped of your t-shirt by his quick hands, tearing it in two as he pushed you down onto the bed. You giggle as your back hits the mattress, before he captures your lips again in a hungry kiss.
"Caius I-"
"Darling, that isn't my nameā¦" He says, giving you a teasing look. His eyes sparkled when you replied,
"Sorry, daddy."
"Now, that's my good girl." His lips returned to yours once more as his hands slid down your body, your back involuntarily arched as he slid your trousers down your legs, followed by your panties, leaving you in nothing but your bra.
After noticing this, you reached around your body to take your bra off, but you were stopped.
"Now you're with me, sweetheart, you'll never have to lift a finger. Daddy will do anything for you, all you have to do is be a good girl for me, okay?" He unclasped your bra and slid it off your body, dropping it to the floor beside him.
The way he looked at your body surprised you, nobody had ever looked at you like this before. He looked like he had just won the lottery, or he had just been told the best news of his life. His eyes took in the sight of your breasts for a moment, cupping one with his hand and brushing his thumb over your nipples which caused you to let out a breathy moan as your eyes fell shut. He repeated this action on your other boob, and you found yourself spreading your legs apart further, your back arching and your cunt begging to be touched.
āCaius-ā You were cut off, unable to finish your sentence, by the vampire biting down on your shoulder- not to turn you, but as a warning. āDaddy,ā you corrected yourself, panting as he continued to toy with your nipples, āI need you to touch me.ā
āBut I am touching you, darling.ā He teased, his lips pressing gentle kisses over the spot where he had bitten you, āhow do you want me to touch you, hm?ā
āI want you toā¦ use your fingersā¦ down there.ā
āAh, I see,ā he chuckled, shaking his head as he pushed himself up, holding your legs to keep them spread for him as he moved down to get a better view of your aching cunt. āAwh, sweetheart,ā he mocked you as he ran a finger up and down your slick folds, āis this all for me?ā
āYes, daddy. Only you.ā
It was as if your words carried magic, as his face was buried between your thighs in an instant, his tongue delving into your core. He finally got a taste of you, and he was certain he would never get enough of this.
Your back arched impossibly further and your nails dug into his shoulders through his black silk shirt. His tongue was circling your clit, then he was sucking the nub between his lips, and then you felt one of his hands on your thighs move, and he was teasing a finger over your hole, feeling your cunt pulse as he pressed the tip of his finger inside of you before pulling it back out again and circling your hole once more.
He enjoyed teasing you like this, after years or even decades of having nobody to touch in such a way, he never wanted this to end. But as you were still a human, he knew your body would not be ready for his yet, and he was trying his hardest not to flip you onto your stomach, prop your hips up and fuck you brainless. But it was impossible to resist when your moans escaped your lips, they were like music to his ears, but he wanted to make sure you were ready.
He had given in, he slipped his middle finger into your hole and let go of your clit with a āpopā sound. As he fucked you with his finger, he decided you were ready to take another one, so his index finger joined the first one in stretching you out.
āDarling, Iām afraid of hurting you if we go any further. You need to let me know youāre definitely okay with this, Iām being serious.ā
āI can take it,ā you panted, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, āplease.ā
āAre you sure?ā
āYes, daddy.ā
It only took seconds for him to strip off his clothes, he was then completely bare in front of you. Youād be lying if you said your eyes didnāt shoot straight towards his cock, but the sight of his beautifully sculpted torso made your cheeks flush, and you suddenly felt a little self conscious in front of him. You tried to push that feeling aside, especially when your eyes found their way to his cock again. It was a little bigger than anything you had taken before, which excited you more than you expected.
āYou have done this before, right?ā He asked, gently as he stroked his cold hand up and down your thigh, returning to his place, kneeling between your legs.
You nodded your head, and he seemed to feel a little relieved.
āOnly twice- both with humans.ā You thought you should clarify.
āThatās okay, sweet girl. Itās just a little bit different for us.ā
He took his cock in his hand, pumping it a couple times in his fist before he rubbed the head against your clit, making you bite down on your lip as he had left you feeling very sensitive.
āYou see,ā he began as he brought the tip of his cock down towards your hole, lining himself up with you, āwe donāt get tired very easily,ā he started to move his hips, the first couple inches sliding into you with a surprising ease, āthat means I could take you all night and not have to stop, I could watch you come apart again and again and not grow tired,ā once he was fully inside of you, stuffing you to the brim, he looked down at you and into your eyes, ābut it wonāt be like that tonight, darling. I donāt want to hurt you, and I havenāt done this in quite a while, I may not be able to control myself.ā
āItās okay,ā you reassured him, ādonāt be afraid to be rough with me. I can take it. I promise.ā
At that, you felt his hips move and his dick twitch, and he began to slip his cock out of you, so just the tip remained, before pounding back into you, earning a breathy moan from you, and him to mutter lewd words under his breath as your cunt pulsed around him.
āI love you so much, youāre such a good girl for me, arenāt you?ā He asked, his brows furrowed as his hips began to thrust at such a pace you had to wrap your legs around his waist and dig your nails into the bedsheets in hopes to keep you from floating away, because it felt better than anything you had ever felt before.
āYes, daddy. Always your good girl.ā You babbled, words spilling from your lips without any thought process. You were unable to think about anything other than the pleasure he was giving you.
You could feel him deeper inside you than youāve ever felt before, he was hitting spots you never knew were there, causing your brain to feel fuzzy, along with your tummy. You could also feel a knot starting to tighten in your stomach, which felt like it could snap at any point, sending you over the edge.
āI love you too,ā you finally said back, āso much, so so much.ā
āI know, sweet girl.ā He said, a sympathetic smile on his lips, knowing you were getting close.
He flipped the two of you over, he was now sat against the headboard and you were sat on his lap, bouncing on his cock, desperately chasing your high.
You felt his hips begin to thrust upwards, and his cock was even deeper than it had been before. His hands were placed gently on your hips, as to not bruise your skin. He guided you up and down on his length, and you threw your head back, shameless moans spilling from your lips.
āOh, fuck, Iām so close. Please, please can I-ā
āShh, itās okay, Iāve got you. Iām right here. Cum for me, show me how good I make you feel.ā His thumb stroked over your clit, helping to push you over the edge.
In moments, you felt the white hot pleasure rush through your body, making your thighs tremble beneath you as you collapsed onto Caiusā chest, your body going limp, trying to process the most powerful orgasm you had ever experienced.
As your walls clenched and pulsed around his cock, he was pushed over the edge and his hips bucked up as he spilled his seed inside of you, causing you to whimper due to the overstimulation. He apologised and kissed your forehead, holding your warm body close to his cold chest as you came down from the aftershocks of your orgasm, and when you finally returned to reality, you turned your face to look at Caius, giving him a lazy smile as his fingers combed through your hair soothingly.
āThere she is,ā he smiled, trying to help you get comfortable on his lap, forgetting his cock was still buried inside you. You let out a groan when you felt it twitch, you werenāt sure you were ready for round two as you suddenly felt overtaken by tiredness, you could feel it in your bones.
āI donāt think I can go again, Iām sorry-ā
āNo, no, donāt apologise. You need to rest, my dear. Iāll stay here as long as you need, but if youād rather sleep by yourself thatās perfectly fine.ā
āStay.ā Was all that you could say before your eyelids fell shut once more, and you dreamt of the life you would live with Caius. You dreamt of a big home, the sun shining through the windows and onto your white bed sheets. You dreamt of waking by the side of your newly wed husband. You dreamt of all the possibilities that came with living forever, with your love by your side.
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Hey friend, I want to ask you some things about Constantine, I'm planning on making a FanFic about his way from Kid to Prince (Before he re encounters with Charlie).
1. How was his training? Was he trained by Lucifer? Or by Satan?, or by every single Deadly Sin?
2. Why did he lose his Humanity so much? Are there any specific or lots of events that relate to that?
3. When and which enemies he destroyed? If you donāt have it specified donāt worry, this is because after all nobody who fought him lived to tell it.
4. (This one is optional), Would you like to have something important on it? Something you would enjoy? Be honest, after all Constantine is your character.
First of all, I am very glad to hear that you want to write a fafic about him! And of course I will be happy to answer your questions!
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In terms of knowledge, he was usually educated by the leading sages of Hell (he had a different teacher for each subject, so he had a well-rounded education) and Lucifer taught him what he knew as much as he could (how to use his powers, how to be a king), while Lilith taught him how to behave in politics, ) Satan was the one who taught Constantine's perception of power in general, Constantine was a person who thought that power came only from knowledge, Satan taught him that power was only power, showed him that he could not survive with only knowledge and taught him that fear was stronger than love and respect.
He also learnt from Leviathan about education and science. He was not very close to the other sins in terms of education. When Constantine went to visit his aunt, it was one of the rare times when he was a child and not a prince, Bee tried to make Constantine happy, not to educate him.
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In general, the way he was raised and the training he received did this to him. Lilith and Lucifer had no evil intentions, they wanted their sons to be safe and strong, but they realised a little late that they were destroying the humanity in Constantine with their actions, and when they realised, they were at a point where they could no longer go back, but on the bright side, they did not follow the same thing with Charlie. Plus Constantine was already born with a superior intelligence, which made him less empathetic as he grew up, which came with the responsibilities of being a prince, so he had to grow up early because he had too much on him as a child. And even a normal prince would have to harden himself and control his emotions and act rationalistically in order to rule. Constantine was the prince of hell, surrounded by monsters and nobles waiting to see a weakness in him, and if he wanted to defeat the monsters, he had to become one of them. And Constantine did this, he hardened himself until his weakness or emotions were minimised.
The only person that constantine behaves with his sincere personality is his sister Charlie, I can even say that the face that constantine shows to Charlie is so different that Charlie almost does not recognise her brother at the royal meetings. (In the very later parts of the series, they start to develop a relationship with Serenity like Sherlock and Watson. but this is a very slow developing friendship)
and btw I was inspired to write Constantine by these two books maybe it helps to understand him!
3.Sometimes some demons decide to cross the line and Constantine can execute them. There is no one specific one at the moment, only Lucifer or Charlie can defeat Constantine, no one else in Hell is crazy enough to try to fight him. At least not yet.
4.Thank you for asking but no I've got nothing to add at the moment., and Constantine is my character, yes. but this is your fanfic, you can do whatever you want as long as you keep his personality, have fun! And when you're done writing and publish it on ao3 please tag me on tw and I look forward to reading it!
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Do the Cosmere Secret Projects Follow the Rules of the Cosmere?
[Big spoilers for Sanderson Secret Projects #1, #3, and #4!]
A while ago, I wrote a list proposing some Rules of the Cosmere--aka, trends or themes that tended to crop up in most Cosmere works. Now that I've read all of the Secret Projects, though, I had to wonder: do they also follow the definitely ironclad rules that I once proposed? Let's consider!
1. Donāt feed the children
Summary of Rule: If you try to feed a hungry child in a Cosmere book, something terrible will happen.
Off to a bad start! I don't think this rule came up at all. I don't recall any children being fed, really.
2. Once Marriage is On The Table, Breakups Donāt Really Happen
Summary of Rule: Once characters get to the point of marriage, be they engaged or in an arranged marriage or just solidly A Thing, it is rare for them to break up.
Yes, the secret projects did adhere to this rule, I think! The best example is from Tress--I remember how SHOCKED I was when word came that the Duke's son really had gotten married. I was like, "How is that possible? Sanderson would NEVER allow a couple like Tress and Charlie to be broken up by Charlie marrying someone else!" And then, of course, it wasn't Charlie at all. Charlie stayed single...until he could get back together with Tress. In Yumi and the Nightmare Painter, the romance was pretty much between Yumi and Painter--not even death could prevent that. Sigzil sadly did not have a lot of time for romance in The Sunlit Man, so the rule didn't really come into play there.
3. Your enemy will save you...if the sexual tension is high enough
Summary of Rule: An enemy with enough sexual tension will often sacrifice themself to save the other person.
Honestly, I don't think we really had this in any of the Cosmere Secret projects? The only fierce enemies I can think of would be Tress & Crow or Sigzil & the Ember King...but there wasn't any sacrifice-to-save-the-other going on there.
4. Your fave is (accidentally) queer
Summary of Rule: Sanderson loves to write characters who are deeply deeply queer without seeming to realize it.
Oh yes--this rule is eternal, and the Secret Projects did not disappoint. There's Yumi herself, Miss "Oh-my-god-I-just-saw-a-goddess," our (second?) favorite bisexual queen (does Sanderson know he made a lady bi again?). And then in the Sunlit Man, there's an exchange that I'm not sure is actually an accidental queering since it seemed so blatant, when Rebeke was asked if she was now "The Sunlit Woman" and replied "No, the Sunlit One." Is there a way to read that other than as nobinary/genderqueer?
5. Donāt trust the underling priest!
Summary of Rule: If betrayal is happening, it's probably the fault of the nearest underling priest.
Honestly, I think the only "priests" we had were in Yumi, and if anything, this was a deconstruction. The "head priestess" would be Liyun, I think, and she was horrible and abusive. The "underlings," Chaeyung and Hwanji were actually far more supportive and actually told Yumi some about what was really going on. So I guess in these books you should trust the underling priest(esses).
6. (per @twitcherpated) If there are same gender siblings, there will be a romantic triangle involving them.
Summary of Role: If there are two brothers and two sisters, they will inevitably be romantically linked to the same person.
I agree with this rule addition proposed by twitcherpated, which does crop up over and over again in the Cosmere. But in the Secret Projects, I think the only same-gender siblings we had were Rebeke and Elegy, and I don't think it works with them. Like, I suppose you could imagine a love triangle with Sigzil...but I don't really buy it. Rebeke was interested in Sigzil, but he didn't reciprocate, and Elegy was too busy loving the thrill of murder to have a romantic interest in Sigzil herself. I guess they both did want Sigzil to themselves, in a way. So maybe it does kinda work?
7. Hoid is there
Summary of Rule: Hoid likes to show up wherever plot is happening
Yes! The Secret Projects 100% adhere to this rule. Hoid is the narrator in Tress and Yumi, and he shows up briefly in The Sunlit Man. Hoid will not be stopped.
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A HH Lucifer-centric AU 9/?
PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22
Whew! Even though there's so much work later, I somehow wrote a kinda long one.
Also,
I have the major plot points down now. As for the ending, I saw a comic on twitter and will definitely take inspiration for it.
I'm very excited for this.
Will be reqriting this better after it's finished and MAYBE.. I'll have the confidence to post it on ao3.
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Charlie doesn't dare to move even after her father left. She doesn't know how long she stayed kneeling on the ground, staring at the spot where her dad once was.
She can't stop her tears. Is this stress? No. Maybe it's the daddy issues Husk is always talking about.
She hurt her dad again. But he also caused her hurt first and-
Charlie: No! Oh my god. Do I really think that?
Lately, they are becoming each other's undoing. She knows she has the right to be angry, but ...
She can see that he's really trying. Doing everything she asks of him, fixing the hotel, staying at the hotel to help and support her, even getting along with Alastor - now that she thinks about it, what's up with her dad and Alastor?
That's how Vaggie found her- still on the ground, face adorned with dried tears tracks, and definitely deep in thought.
Vaggie: Sweetie? You okay?
Charlie: Vaggie
The dam broke and she was crying again. Charlie hugs her lover tight. Vaggie's shirt was getting wet from tears and snot but she just hugged back just as tightly.
Vaggie: What happened?
Charlie: D-dad.. he- he- wahhhhh
Vaggie: Is he okay? Did something happen? Did he.. did he do something to you?
Charlie: No, Vaggie! More like I did something to him! He was here, in our room, wanting to talk! But I-I-I was so happy. And then he said he was leaving and-and then he said I'll be handling pride and- I wahhh
Charlie didn't know how she had any more tears left to give. Just rethinking what just happened makes her even more miserable.
Vaggie: Wait, wait. Leaving? Why? Didn't he just got here and what about the thing in Sloth??
Charlie sniffs.
Charlie: He said it's related to it- that he needs to find something, no, someone. He didn't want to go without saying goodbye and I just.. exploded.
She nuzzles her face on the fallen angel's neck.
Charlie: I don't want to lose my dad, Vaggie.
Vaggie doesn't know what to say if she's being honest. She wants to be mad at Lucifer. Like, how could a parent who claims they adore their child amongst everything else abandon said child. Lucifer wasn't there when Charlie wouldn't get out of bed whenever her birthday came up, he wasn't there when Vaggie caught her staring at the family portrait full of wishful thinking, or when she cries calls out to her parents in her sleep, or-
But she can't. Because he's trying just like she was back then. They're both doing a little redemption on their own- it just happens to be for the same person.
So she understands. To hurt and to be hurt.
Vaggie: I haven't known your dad for very long, Charlie. But I can tell that... he cares. Yes, he's awkward, a bit socially inept, and has his own issues. But, there's one constant in everything he does.
Charlie: What's that?
Vaggie: You, dummy. He loves you more than anything. He probably made the deal with Heaven to spare Hellborns because of you, now that I think about it. My point is, there is no way in the seven rings of hell that he won't put you above everything.
Charlie is about to protest but Vaggie cuts her off.
Vaggie: Uh! He will. You know why?
Charlie: Why?
Vaggie: Because you're his daughter. It's just how parents are.
Vaggie pulls them both up and they gaze into each other's eyes lovingly.
Charlie: What would I do without you, Vaggie?
Vaggie: Still be your amazing self, I'm sure. I hope you guys resolve this, though. Maybe you could convince him to try other dating options. I don't like this whole thing going on with your dad and Alastor.
They laugh and share a kiss.
Her girlfriend was right. This is how her dad is. He's willing to be better for her.
I want to be better for him too.
....
Wait.
Charlie: What?!
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What to look forward to in Part 10:
Lucifer in Sloth.
Going to Earth.
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Tophat notices a tiny insignificant detail and rants about it
im nothing if not a theorist of the people. Anyways! if i only have a week left to make TSE theories then why dont we break down something a bit less chatted for! The Posters! most of the posters have cool details to them, or theory potential that doesnt quite break the records but has more then a few times been evidence to theories so why not just do a formal breakdown of them now. this ones got a lot of pictures Ep 3 poster
couple of basic things for this. a concept thats used for alot of Gen 1 is the use of red and green. in this case its red and green light on his legs. it can also be seen on the TFC promo photos for 'Again', the Ep2 trailer, a handful of different scenes, and also on other posters! the other thing cool about the ep 3 poster is how its a direct mirror of the last and first time we see The Hero.
this was the first time we see The Hero from its similarly named youtube promo piece, and at the time there was even theory that he has blood on his hands. Ep 2 poster
The ep 2 poster, im actually here for the posing. its the beginning warehouse shot, but awake and staring off into the middle distance. I have a theory that this image is actually ranboo in idle. We see on a few occasions that actors or employees not in use get 'paused' in place where they can be managed by the production team and dont really perceive time passing. But at the start of every episode we also see ranboo coming out of idle from TV static. The VHS player in the cabin turns off and ranboo wakes up, the TV Puzzler uses turns off and he wakes up, Hetch's several screen pointing at where ep 2 ends, its a consistent case. ranboo thinks that TSE happened over the course of maybe a day and a half, not over the course of a week. The ep1 trailer shows ranboo staring blankly at the TV in the cabin and i think this poster is the same thing. Ep 1 poster
this poster is a bunch of cool tiny details wrapped together and i love it, this is the poster i own. so heres four cool things 1- hes facing the 4th wall but looking directly away from it. 2- this flashlight is on set but he never uses it, instead during the show he shines it in his eyes between audience choices in the basement several times. 3- its designed to look weathered, spirit of the cabin was based off of old horror and its designed like its been sitting in an attic for 50+ years. 4- on the website the poster is right but on physical copies charlie is credited as "Smilecicle" VHS
im deciding to count this one which is on the genloss twitter, based on how even if its not for purchase, this is a poster. its weathered like the Ep 1 poster, and incorporates green light beaming from it on the ground like other works. All of the posters are representative of their episodes but also show direct changes or discrepancies. For Ep1, there was never an involvement of the flashlight. Ep 2 started by him waking up instead of straight from idle. The Ep 3 poster has him standing idle as the final showing instead of restrained (which was actually made into finished concept art before getting scraped to avoid poster spoilers). And finally the founders glove in the poster is more visually appealing in red but the first time we see the founders collection the gloves were black. Least to say, attention to detail is cool and so is @kertoir who made all of this. Theory Time Before Founders Game!! -Tophat p.s. the list of VHS codes is still being updated daily on my page and i plan to continue that :)
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Random stuff from Guardian Angel AU.
Angst bitch.
1: Nasty rumors Susan spread about Adam got to a point that one of his neighbors spitted on his face and called him a man crack whore when she saw him outside and near her kids. She also said sheāll call the police if she saw Adam near her kids again.
That was the final step into making Adam a full hermit.
2: Every parent tells their kid to stay away from āThe weird man in 1Aā, some even take it to a step further with saying he could hurt them. So, Adam is seen as a creepy criminal among kids. They run away from him if they ever see Adam at the halls.
3: Lucifer isnāt the only person who brought him food in Adamās life. A nice lady named Rosie used to put food on his doorstep once every month when she noticed he barely got out and how terrible he looked. She worked with children, so she didnāt wanted to be seen with Adam much, but she also began visiting Adam once every six months, they had tea together and Adam felt like he saw a tiny light in his endless darkness.
But this only went on for two years. Rosie died because of a heart attack four years ago. She was the last person who lived in Luciferās apartment.
3: Charlie saved Angel and Vaggie. Angel from his addictions and Vaggie from self harm and suicide. I guess itās in Morningstarās genes to fall in love with a soul they saved :>
4: Adam played a song for Lucifer when he was still on Earth, which he gladly listened. It was the first time Adam had played his guitar for a long time.
And when Lucifer was forced to leave him, he played, sometimes even sang, the same song almost every night for two years. Because he missed him and it made him think of him.
Luciferās heart exploded while he was watching Adam do this from Heaven. He began listening it every night to sleep as well.
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Hehe
Dude whhhhy š
Yeah getting spit in the face is not only fucking gross but an understandable reason for Adam to stay away. He ended up telling Lucifer about it but wouldn't tell him who.
And that would hurt especially with how the situation with his own kids went.
Awwww Rosie and Adam being friends I'm so soft for their friendship. Shame she died. That only served to isolate Adam more. Everyone leaves why bother making friends? No one likes me anyway so that was made easy.
I WAS GOING TO SEND AN ASK ABOUT ADAM WRITING LUCIFER A SONG!!!!
Yeah, the Morningstars definitely have a type as well ;)
Ahhh sweet angst.
What if Lucifer had to look up his onlyfans page? You know, to see what he was working with and how deep Adam is in this world. He sees all the photos and videos. Spoiler he's in deep.
Adam has thousands of subscribers. And hundreds of posts. It's surprising he would do this line of work because of his past. But maybe, it was Velvette who told him "You're gorgeous, why not make a profit off your looks? Here I have a website you can use."
Adam tries it and when he sees how many people want him and shower him in praise and compliment him and tell him how wonderful he is.
Just another addiction on the pile. Only this one makes money and he hates himself afterwards.
Bonus points if someone in the building is subscribed and wanted more face to face time. Even if it doesn't go THAT far they make sexual comments at him any time they see him. (A man most likely)
And that was another thing to keep Adam in his house. The money is great but he hates that it comes from this and it's a never ending cycle.
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My Everything(Kai Anderson)
Kai Anderson x black!reader(no heavy descriptions)
Summary- You're Kai's everything but you don't know it until he says it
Warnings- brief fear of s/o,Ā slight housewife!y/n, slapping, meadow being a bitch, slight vulnerable kai
Wc- 1.9k
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Being the mother of the children of a cult leader was surprisingly better than expected.
Kai always treated you well, ever since the day you met he always seemed to have a sweet spot for you. And it always shocked you because you've heard so much of him from Winter who introduced you two in the first place.Ā
And with how sweet he treated you it wasn't long until you fell in love with him.Ā
But everything changed when you got pregnant, and it was also around the time the cult started forming. You wanted to join, be a part of something but Kai said you weren't allowed to.Ā
You ended up having twins, a boy, and a girl. Peter and Paradyce. Kai at first wanted to name Peter, Charles, or Charlie but you convinced him to Peter.Ā
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"We should consider sending them to school, let them get a taste of hanging out with other kids."Ā You say as you watched Kai read through the pre-k brochures.Ā
"Women have always taught their kids at home and they always turn out fine." You hated when he turned all misogynistic.
"Kai, please it's already hard enough for me to take care of the twins and the house at the same time. With them, at school, this would give me time and peace of mind to stalk up on groceries and any other errands I need." He set the brochure down and rubbed his chin.
"Okay, doll." You were shocked by how compliant he was.Ā
"Really? Okay, I'll call the school tomorrow." You stand up with a smile and as you walked past him he grabbed your hand making you stop.
"Anything for you." Your heart swelled at his words and you swear you could've melted when his lips met the back of your hand.Ā
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"So you're telling me these past 3-4 years you and Kai haven't talked about what you are? At all?" Beverly asks you.
"Im just the mother of his children." You say as you turn the stove on.
"Please, you're basically his housewife," Meadow says, bitterly you should say. You frowned and put the pot on the stove.Ā
"She's kind of right, you're his housewife that he has sex with almost every day," Beverly says and you sighed.
Were you really just the housewife?
"Don't listen to them Y/n," Winter says and swings an arm around your shoulders. "You should hear the way Kai talks about you, he loves you and the kids so much." Ivy walked in and threw some packages on the table.
"Are we shit-talking Kai? Because he's been a real dick lately, but whats knew?" They all laughed besides you and Meadow.Ā
"Kai is nice to me." They all look at you.Ā
"I guess, he probably just has a sweet spot for you which is very hard to believe."Ā
"I guess." You respond and pressed your lips together. Meadow scoffed again and rolled her eyes before walking out. You never knew why Meadow never liked you, you've always tried to be nice to her.Ā
"Don't worry about her, she's just angry that Kai is in love with you and not her." You couldn't deny it made you jealous knowing another woman loved Kai like you do. But now you know why she doesn't like you.Ā
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You questioned yourself the whole night.
Were you really just someone who made his life easier?Ā
You just dropped the kids off at school and a meeting was just ending. As the members started walking up the stairs and leaving the house one by one. You stood just outside the basement entrance, trying to gain the confidence to talk to Kai about a serious matter.Ā
When nobody came up you took in a deep breath. And leaned against the wall.Ā
Kai told you that you weren't allowed in the basement, it was his house so he had the right. But you've been living in that house for the past 4 years, you've cleaned that house multiple times and kept it up to date. It's just as much as your house as it is Kai's, so you were going down into the basement.Ā
You walked down the steps quietly, just encase there was someone still down there. And there was. You peered down so you could see but was still hidden from anyone's eyes. Kai and Meadow sat across each other with their pinkies linked.Ā
Anxiety, jealousy, and insecurity surged through your veins. But you had to see what they were doing. They talked lowly but from what you heard Meadow said something about 'Housewives' and 'Alcoholics'. You thought it was no big deal but it seemed to anger Kai because he suddenly raised his hand and smacked Maedow across the face, hard. Making her fall and hit the ground.Ā
You gasped and slapped a hand over your mouth.Ā
"ARE YOU GOING TO WASTE MY TIME!?" His screaming startled you so you slowly started to back out, shutting the basement door behind you softly. Your heart was racing and you felt a little lightheaded so you sat down on the couch with your head in your hands.Ā
You've never seen him act that way. That wasn't your Kai right there. But what if that was his true self and he just used this fake version of himself around you?
It wasn't long before Meadow came up the stairs, trying to make everything okay. She didn't even say goodbye as she closed the front door behind her. Kai came up next and your heart started racing. His fists were clenched and he had a scowl on his face. You stayed quiet waiting for him to make a move and he did.
He slowly started walking to the couch and flopped down next to you making you bounce with it. He groaned and rubbed his forehead.Ā
"Kids at school?" He asks not looking at you.Ā
"Mhm."Ā
"Good, that means we're alone." He says and suddenly wraps his arms around you and roughly tried to pull you into his lap. You gasped and shoved him away, almost falling off the couch. Kai looked at you in confusion, more like as if you went crazy.Ā
"I-I have to go get groceries for lunch and dinner." You said shakily and walked away. Kai frowned and his eyes followed you to watch you grab your bag. He stood up and leaned against a support, he then dig into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet.Ā
"Go get everything and pay with this." He says and holds out his debit card. "Get yourself something nice too." You hesitantly grabbed the card and tossed it into your bag.Ā
"Thank you." You walked past him but he grabbed your arm and dragged you back.
āYou canāt leave without giving me a kiss from those perfect lips.ā He started to lean in and you let out a small sigh. You didnāt want him to get angry so you complied and pecked his lips. āHey-.ā You cut him off.
āGotta go.ā You left quickly before he could say or do anything, leaving him standing there in confusion.Ā
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You came back home and unloaded everything, all by yourself. While Kai typed away on his computer, not even sparing you a glance.Ā
Youāve never been scared to talk to Kai because you always believed he was a good man with some issues. You reorganized the fridge and pantry and put all the food in its place. And as you did so you didnāt notice Kai start to walk up behind you. He peered over your shoulder and his chin dug into your shoulder. The slight pain and ticking made you tense up.Ā
āWhy do you keep tensing? Relax doll.āĀ
āI-I canāt.ā You didnāt turn around just kept pulling things from the bags. Kai chuckled and put both of his hands on either side of you and rested them on the counter, trapping you.Ā
āCome on, youāve been acting weird and denied me your sweet perfect pussy this morning.ā He cooed in your ear and reached down to grab your cunt through your leggings. You whimpered and grabbed his wrist.Ā
āStop.ā Once again, another rejection but this time Kai let out a low rumble. He flipped you around and shoved you into the counter.
āWhy do you keep saying no?ā He pushed himself flush against you and you stared up at him in fear.Ā
āI-I-.ā
āSPEAK!ā
āI SAW YOU HIT MEADOW!ā You say and squeeze your eyes shut. āI went down there to talk to you about something, and I saw you smack her.ā He stayed quiet and backed up.
āI thought I told you too never go down there.āĀ
āI know.ā
āTHEN WHY DID YOU!?ā He swung his arm at you and you instantly cowered down and shielded your face. You didnāt see but Kaiās shoulders fell and he pulled his hair slightly.
āPlease donāt.ā You whimpered and suddenly there was a thud. You opened your eyes and searched for Kai but he wasnāt there, so you looked down.Ā
He was on his knees in front of you looking down.Ā
āKai?ā He looked up and raised himself on his knees. He grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him so he could bury his face into your stomach.Ā
āI'd never hurt you or the kids, you just saw me disciplining Meadow.āĀ
āWhy?ā Tears started to brim in your eyes.Ā
āShe wasnāt being respectful of my time baby.ā He grabbed your hands and kissed them. You swallowed bard and tears started falling.Ā
āWhat am I to you Kai? Your housewife, mother of your children, what?ā Kai took in a deep breath and started to sit back and pulled you down gently with him. You were hesitating clearly.
āShhh itās okay, I won't hurt you.ā You softly landed on the floor and he pulled you to straddle him. āYou baby are my person, the person I can come home to and be vulnerable. And everyone knows I hate that. Youāre my everything baby.ā You let out a shuddering cry and Kai pressed your foreheads together. āI'm sorry I scared you.āĀ
You didnāt respond, just pushed yourself into his body. He kissed the side of your head before grabbing your hair and gently pulling your head back. There was a small moment of just staring into each other's eyes until Kai slammed his lips on yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he started to push you down to the floor.Ā
āNot on the floor.ā You mumbled against his lips.Ā
āYes on the floor.ā He pulled away and buried his hands up your shirt. āI'm going to marry you, youāll be officially the queen.āĀ
āArenāt I already, your followers all fucking respect me.ā You say and he pinches your skin making you gasp and buck your hips.Ā
āI love when you talk like that.ā He started to take his shirt off and you stopped him by placing a hand over his chest.
āI forgive you, Kai.ā You reached up and stoked his cheek. He turned his head and kissed the palm. You pushed your crotch against him to make his bulge rub your clothed clit slightly.Ā
āSo needy.ā You look back and looked at the clock on the stove from an upside-down angle.
āWeāll send Winter to get the kids.ā
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A/n- hope you guys liked this:) I'm thinking of writing a series of one-shots set in this fics storyline
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Val Also Works for Roo/Eve š¦āļø
Warning, potential spoilers and some intense pictures.
Thereās been ALOT of theories going around about Alastorās soul belonging to Eve/Roo-Root of all evil(or whoeverās meant to be the ultimate big bad). But what if heās not the only one working in the shadows for a greater evil. What if VALENTINO himself is also owned by Roo and is or will be helping her continue with her plans. Why do I think this?
They both wear red as a main color(granted ALOT of Hazbin characters got red but for Val and Alastorās the colors used often). Along with the use of black and white.
2. Despite Valāsā¦temperament and moments of impulsive destructive idiocy that clearly tax both Velvet and Vox, they still keep him around. I imagine his movies and music videos probably help make good money but youād think with how awful Val can be, theyād consider him more of a burdenā¦unless heās genuinely got power that not only earns respect from them but from everyone else along with fear. With how quick he is to go off the handle, makes you wonder how heās able to manipulate so many people. Is he relying on Vox and Vel or is heā¦getting extra help somewhere else. 3. The use of chains is used often with them. And if youāve seen the rest of the Roo art, chains are common tooāļø. Considering how triggered Alastor gets being reminded of ābeing on a leashā whoās to say part of Val wanting Angel to remeber that he owns him is alsoā¦.to compensate for his own feelings of being trapped too.
4. Itās not exactly the same, but when Val formed the contract, reminded me of when Al made that shield.
5. Valās main power seems to be smoke/pheremones. Heās not the only one who uses smoke-like powers.
5. Eyes are around their areas too. And going on the idea theyāre drawn by miseryā¦.Maybe Valās not just causing it for his own dark desires but toā¦feed someone elseās aswell.
6. even though it seemed he was expecting Angel to make Charlie go, he was STILL MESSING AROUND WITH THE PRINCESS OF HELL! Even Vox can tell Val should NOT be taking that lightly, had to stop him from trying to storm into the hotel in ep 2, he was PUSHING THINGS when he licked her š¤®ā¦was he trying to push her to lose it?
What if his borderline suicidal confidence about how he is towards Charlie could beā¦.he has a kinda safety net if Angel or Vox didnāt stop himā¦or perhaps trying to make her lose it on purposeā¦
I lowkey think Val used the studio incident as a way to try make Angel think Charlieās a problem(just gonna cause him problems, make things worse and should just settle back with him). I feel like he already wanted to hurt Angel for leaving and ignoring his calls and seeing Charlie he could tell she came on her own and couldāve just told her to come back to talk another time like she suggested, but decided to use this to his advantage , just wasnāt expecting Charlie to unintentionally make things easy for his case with the fire. He probably figured if he got someone else blamed to Angelās eyes for his suffering behind just him abusing Angel for his own twisted reasons, Angel would just settle back for himā¦
And going on my certain theory of how Roo and Charlie could be connected
Roo-This worked better than I thought. Wasnāt expecting her to be THAT CARELESSš¤£
Val-But heās still at the Hotelā¦he forgave herā¦
Roo- He might still be sticking around now but if she keeps up her screwups, theyāll all eventually be done trying to clean up her messes and sheāll be all aloneā¦perfect for the grab!š
Val-ā¦And Angel will come back to me?
Roo- Unless that spider's ready to deal with his own personal demons, he'll be crawling back in no time.
Val-Heāll want me againā¦
Roo-š¤£š¤£š¤£I meant heād be back, not because heād really want to. Cmon, since when do u care what ANYONE else wants, let alone what HEāD WANT!? Letās face it, unless you can change yourself into something more tolerable beyond just using my power to be needed, heāll never love you like he did when you first met. Monsters like us canāt change Val, not like that atleastā¦and soon enough weāll make Charlie realize sheās the sameš.
Val-ā¦
What do u think? Iād love to knowš
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wake up babe its # leclsrc3000 time... can we get a breathing deeply and bouncing legs for some wedding vibes w/ charlie (We being me and my 4 cats)
test run ā cl16
Filled with nerves, Charles asks for advice on his vows.
auds here... i would love to see the cats <3 hope u like this!
āOkay.ā Charles fiddles with his tie, blinks a few times, and takes a few nervous breaths. Heās confident in the words, but still his eyes find refuge on the tattered, folded-up script heād spent the plane ride over reading and scribbling to perfection. āOkay, here goes. Donāt judge with the edits.ā
āDo you remember when we first metāyou made fun of my parking, and I bought you a coffee, and we stayed in the cafĆ© until it closed at midnight? The coffee was shit, but I was full of energy all the same. If I told myself then Iād be marrying that girl, the parking bully who joined me in making fun of the coffee, Iād be shocked, yes. But I would also be happy. Everyday I get to be with you is shocking, because youāre the best person I know. But there are a few things youāand a lot of people in the crowdādonāt know about how we met.ā
He gulps and reads over the lines for a bit. āFor starters, I wouldnāt have parked outside that cafĆ© if Lorenzo, my brother, did not pester me to get him a croissant at nine in the morning. And he wouldnāt have wanted the croissant if Pierre, my good friend, didnāt post a picture of a croissant the day before. And Pierre wouldnāt have posted that picture if he was not gifted a box of them by Lando. I could go on and on, but the sentiment stands, in a sort of soulmate roundabout way. I was destined to find you.
āItās difficult for me to say the words I want to say, which is why my reception speech will be in Italian.But this doesnāt mean I donāt love youāin fact, Iām convinced it means the opposite. My love for you, however new it is in my life, can last me my next five lifetimes. I love our crazy days together, I love your coffee order, and I love that you still bully my parking. I love you, my dearest.ā
He stares at the last two words, my dearest, which heād written last minute. As he does, he realizes his kneeās bouncing with nerves and he has to manually stop it, lost in thought. It reminds him of all the nicknames he uses for the people he loves, unique and a bit silly, but itās a trademark of who he is in the end. It reminds him of kisses and love and the proposal in late November.Ā
Two heavy inhales and exhales, then he looks up. Across him, in a bridesmaidās dress holding a bouquet of lilies, you allow yourself to smile.
The stunning realization that youāve loved much too late, that youāve realized the gravity of your feelings on somebody elseās wedding day, hits you, a spear to the back. You turn slightly and face the window, watching the wedding prep on the lawn outside, trying with quiet desperation to blink your tears away. You hope he doesnāt ask too many questions, because youāre short of words; selfishly, all you really feel like saying is stay. It was a long time ago, being in love with him. But he let it go. Itās you whoās still tethered.
He comes up beside you. āWas it good?ā
āAmazing. Sheās going to love it.ā In the pain and the haunting and the regret, you only wish you were lying.
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Hogwarts Legacy Characters.
Gonna show off all my Hogwarts Legacy characters, with little blurbs and facts about them.
My version of Hogwarts is a University; all characters are aged up to 18+. All the Hogwarts Legacy 5th years are roughly 21.
Alice is the main MC, all the others exist in the same universe as her.
We'll start with the main one...
Alice Andromeda Cassowary (She/Her)
~Her full name is Alice Andromeda Cassowary. She's named after her Great-Great-Great Grandmother Alice and her Grandmother Andromeda.
~She's in the Hufflepuff house, which she has technically been sorted into twice.
~She was given a journal by Professor Fig to write her feeling out in, after he met her. Inside the journal was a note from Fig that says 'For the things you can't say out loud'.
~She has two younger brothers named George and Killian who are twins.
~She's paired with Ominis Gaunt.
~She got the scar across the bridge of her nose from a stray piece of wood from the dragon attack on hers and Fig's carriage to Hogwarts. The Wiggenweld potion closed the wound but left it scarred over.
~Alice is the shortest of these characters, being only 4'10ft/147cm
~Her Patronus is a Saint Bernard. I did this because I thought it'd be funny for a really short Hufflepuff girl to have her Patronus be one of the largest dog breeds.
Next up with have...
Karen Heinous (She/Her)
~Karen was originally made with an online friend and was based around the specific haircut she wears in-game. We thought it looked like a Karen Haircut.
~Karen's original last name was " 'Murica" as in America, as a nod to a stereotypical American Karen. As a nod to this, her Patronus is an Eagle.
~Karen is distantly related to Headmaster Black through marriage and thinks it makes her super important and above everyone.
~She's in the Slytherin House.
~She has two older sisters, named Amelia and Penelope.
~Karen is 5'4ft/162cm
Our next character is...
Marjorie Festus (She/They)
~Marjorie was the hardest to design. I originally wanted to give her black hair, but that made her look too much like a female Harry Potter. I then tried ginger/red hair which made her look too much like a Weasley. She also originally had the Professor Garlick braids hair mod, before I decided against it.
~Marjorie is in Gryffindor, but she was almost placed in Ravenclaw.
~She has a pet Ferret named Charlie.
~Marjorie is a muggle-born student.
~She's 5'9ft/174cm
~Marjorie has an older sister named Erika, who has been her caretaker since their parents died. They've struggled since and Marjorie hopes going to Hogwarts and getting a job in the wizarding world can help ease the stress on her Sister.
~Marjorie has a black hairbow that she always wears. It was given to her by her Sister, Erika.
And last but not least, we have...
Diaval Knight (They/Them)
~Diaval is Nonbinary, however they are mostly in the closet. Especially when it comes to their family.
~Diaval is a half-blood. Their mother is a Witch and their father ā is a Muggle.
~Diaval's mother taught them that showing emotion is weak, as a result, Diaval grew to be incredibly emotionless. They don't know/remember how most emotions feel.
~Diaval is in Ravenclaw.
~They are the tallest of the 4, being 6'3ft/190cm
~They love to play Quidditch and Imelda is their closest friend since they often discuss it together. Diaval plays as a Keeper.
~Diaval hates to wear their robe over their uniform, finding it uncomfortable.
I hope you all enjoyed reading about my characters. Sorry if this was long and formatted weirdly, I'm still learning to navigate Tumblr some. <3
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out of curiosity , how would you rank the Rochesters from favorite to least favorite?
Oh! Good question! Let me see how I would rank themā¦
1) Leopold Rochester
Leopold has always been my favourite Rochester. He is sweet, kind, a bit of a goofball, and caring. Heās so different from most of his relatives that it sets him apart from them in one of the best lights! Plus, I love his relationship with Lady Highmore (even though we donāt get to see itā¦), which makes him more likeable to me since sheās another S4 fav of mine!
2) Bernadine Rochester
Iāve always liked Bernadine and the relationship she has with Chief Wright. I feel like it had good development, which helped with her character development. Sheās also on a similar level as Leopold when it comes to niceness, and while she might be a little stuck up at times, I think she has more compassion than some of the other Rochesters. Overall, sheās a good Rochester to me, and I enjoyed it when we got to interact with her.
3) Rockley Rochester
Okay, I mostly like him because heās Willy Wonka-themed and very chaotic, but Iām sorry, I loved Charlie and The Chocolate Factory as a kid! Again, he falls into the same category as Loepold and Bernadine since he doesnāt seem to care about the glitz and glam of his wealth and would rather spend his time making new chocolates. Iād also love to try his company's chocolates, but sue me! They look delicious! This man knows how to make chocolate!
4) Patricia Rochester
I wish we could have known more about Patricia before she went insaneā¦ But from what we learned, she seemed like a lovely lady, much too lovely for Horatio! And while we didnāt get to discover as much about Patricia as we did with other Rochesters, I enjoy her story and wish it had a happier endingā¦
5) Archie Rochester
While I wonāt forget about or forgive everything Archie did as Mr. Alastor, I donāt hate him as much as others, so heās in the middle for me. I grew to like him a little more after he returned and became Justinās assistant. Mostly because I like to imagine that he annoyed Justin all the time, and given what happens in Capitol Peak, Iām grateful that Archie annoyed Justin when we couldn't!
6) Clarissa Rochester
Iām somewhat neutral about Clarissa. Since she only appears once as a victim, I never spent as much time thinking about her. But she seemed to fall into a middle ground: She was a tough businesswoman who valued her reputation but also had a heart. She wanted to adopt a child, something it sounds like no other Rochester ever considered or wanted, and she was willing to go against her father to fulfill her dream of being a mother.
7) Veronica Rochester
I donāt have much opinion on Veronica, mainly because I donāt remember her very well compared to other Rochesters. Sheās low on my list because she seemed to care only about her business and very little about her family. Sure, she wasnāt as evil as other Rochesters, but she wasnāt very nice eitherā¦ Overall, I donāt despise her like I do Horatio, but I donāt love her like Leopold!
8) Malcolm Rochester
I debated naming Malcolm 8th or 9th but ultimately decided to put him in 8th because, while he was a corrupt politician with plenty of evil schemes, unlike Larry or Horatio, he didn't succeed with all of them. Still, he made me mad with schemes and plans to help the Rochesters rule over Concordia so he gets to be in the bottom 3!
9) Larry Rochester
A drunk, lazy womanizer whoās basically made it his hobby to annoy others? Yeah, no. Larry is low on my list of Rochesters! He might not be as evil as Horatio, but he tried to con countless people out of their money (which he wasnāt short on) with his fake scheme and even let his father take the fall for it! If we had known him for as long as we knew Horatio, it might have been a tie for last place between them, depending on what else Larry could have done!
10) Horatio Rochester
The list of why Horatio is my least favourite Rochest is so long that there could be a whole post just about it! Heās a power-hungry monster of a man who would do anything to get what he wants and doesn't care who gets hurt in the process. He wants his family on the top of the food chain, and his desires are so twisted that I don't think heās capable of seeing reasonā¦ Iām glad he finally got his long-overdue punishment and was arrested, even though I wish someone else had been his victimā¦
The Rochesters were a very interesting family and brought a lot of drama to MotP! And Iām happy that they all weren't evil masterminds because I think that created a better dynamic between them. I wonder what it would have been like to have a canon Rochester descendant appear in a following seasonā¦?
Thanks for the ask!
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in honour of the fact that i am still somewhat (?) into dead poets society despite being hyperfixated on fnaf now, have some headcanons about the dead poets and co reactions to fnaf lore.
i just know meeks and pitts would be fnaf fans - meeks, being a fan since the WEEK the first game came out, while pitts got into it around sister location. they just both have different ideas of the lore - pitts would get it from matpat and meeks would get it from first hand sources and gibi's good idea bad idea - meaning meeks can only recount the lore up until UCN, and pitts can keep going until the latest fnaf game. they both still manage to talk for the same amount of time, somehow
ginny would ALSO be a die-hard fnaf fan (being into the games since fnaf 3 - fnaf 4), but like... seasonally. as in, her hyperfixations usually last 2-6 months, and has her fnaf hyperfixation about 1-3 times a year (literally me). knows the basic storyline of fnaf 1-7 and knows some parts of the games after that, but she needs to routinely check the fnaf lore presentation that she, meeks, and pittsie made together to catch up on the details. still she would be up by the fnaf presentation board with meeks and pitts for moral support and to input information about external references (e.g: things the characters/games were based off of)
they'd try SO hard to explain the lore to the rest of the dead poets, but since they're both telling different stories they're all confused to some degree.
todd would be struggling to keep up with both versions of the lore but he'd absolutely LOVE the premise of the games and beg meeks and pitts to help him get into fnaf and other horror games like it (like batim/batdr). he loves horror movies the most but i think he'd be an avid enjoyer of horror games with insane plot too. he wouldn't be as caught up on the lore as meeksie and pittsie but he'd try his best. i feel like his favourite character would be the puppet because of her very poetic (?)/tragic demise and afterlife.
charlie would have no idea what's going on, despite having heard of fnaf before - no matter how many diagrams and references meeks and pitts include the fnaf lore is just way too convoluted (too many dates/two different versions) for them and none of the information retains in their head (mood). that's not to say they're not having fun though - they love all the animatronics and shit and are extremely supportive of this interest despite not understanding a single thing. their favourite character would probably be some variation of foxy (most likely mangle or funtime foxy)
neil wouldn't get a single thing either and he'd be... mildly disturbed by all the murder and dark themes in the game because i think he wouldn't like horror themes that much (plus its his first time learning about fnaf - he had VERY restricted internet access), but he'd still support meeks and pitts (and, later on, todd) throughout their whole explanations. he still thinks it's interesting and LOVES the tragedy of all the characters, especially character like michael and charlie. i think he'd be able to grasp the concept of remnant pretty easily, but the whole 'sharing parts = technically possesing other animatronics' thing would mess with him a little. his favourite character would be michael just because of how TRAGIC and pathetic the guy is
knox would be like neil in the way that he's a little freaked out by the whole thing but tries (key word: tries) to be supportive. he'd heard of fnaf before but he never imagined it to be this complex/bloody. also you know when people judge horror protagonists for doing something stupid? yeah, he'd 100% do that to characters like michael/henry/gregory and everyone else would be like "it's a FICTIONAL, HORROR, VIDEO GAME for a reason, knox!!" would have a hard time with all the lore, but somehow is able to keep track of all the characters. i think he would like phone dude or phone guy best because. i don't know actually i think he just finds them silly (/pos)
cameron would be... very disturbed and concerned for their friends' mental health, is absolutely horrified when meeks explains, in excruciating detail, the whole scooped michael fiasco (she provides scientific input and talk about how it would FEEL for michael in that moment). he wouldn't outright tell anyone that he thinks the whole game is terrifying but everyone would know anyway - still, they keep up with the lore surprisingly well for someone who if horrified by the game, they're only out-bested by todd and ginny (as well as meeksie and pittsie, of course). his favourite character would be elizabeth because he sort of relates to her
chris wouldn't be horrified at all by the game and find it mildly interesting even, but would still definitely be confused by the lore (it's a lot of information - even i can't retain it all that well), and it's not really their style of game anyway. they still show support for the people interested in fnaf and attempts to add her own interpretations during the conversation, even if they end up being wrong. accidentally gets hyperfixated on the toy animatronics and continuosly asks ginny to tell her about them so she can be interested in them properly (her favourite is mangle - they affectionately call it their sick, stray puppy)
meeks would be the one that had to explain the lore to mr keating because she wrote about the tragedy of charlie emily in one of her essays and mr keating didn't know who that was and asked about it. she spends the entirety of lunch and her free period to explain the entirety of the fnaf lore to mr keating. mr keating is mildly concerned about meeks' mental health/well-being and considers calling her mom, but sees how eager meeks is talking about the lore and decides against it. finds the concept very interesting after a while and loves the poetic implications of remnant/william's motivations and all of that. he off-handedly makes a fnaf reference in class a couple days later and all the fnaf fans, and the kids who aren't really fans but know of/about the game just quietly stare at him and each other in horror, trying to figure out who snitched to mr keating about fnaf while meeks tries to sink into the floor
bonus!!
some other teacher (like mr mcallister) walks by the dead poets discussing fnaf lore at an especially gruesome part (more specifically, the bite of '83) and is, understandably, very disturbed and concerned, especially at the way they talk about it so casually. at the next teachers' hangout he brings it up and mr keating just laughs and goes "ah yes, the bite of '83. i remember that." meaning he remembers when meeks told him about it. everyone else thinks this means that the bite of '83 actually happened and the dead poets are just?? casually talking/laughing about an event like that?? it's eventually cleared up somehow but yeah. they nearly end up involving parents before they clear it all up
sorry that it's so long, but i could NOT get this idea out of my head and i needed to write it all down.
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This is part 5 of the Marionette Fic. Honestly I truly enjoyed writing this part probably the most so far. It made me laugh. Maybe stupidly so but still. Though there is a bit of a time skip. Some memory flashbacks fill in some of that time. Let me know what you think! Sorry for any writing errors š¤š¤
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The Marionette
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Word count for this part: 1860. Enjoy!š»š»
Synapsis:
A new overlord has manifested in hell seemingly overnight. One that overpowered many if not all of the current overlords in all the right ways. Will this overlord use her powers for good to help the members of the hotel? Will she fall in love with a man and end up in a loving gentle relationship? Or will she get her heart broken and turn against them all, burning each bridge she meticulously made.Ā
The Marionette is a heart wrenching fic with many turns you won't see coming. Stay tuned for each of the episodes as they are released.
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Now Nette would be lying if she said the thought of speaking with the radio demon didnāt ignite some kind of fight or flight in her chest. After all this is the guy who graciously wiped a few overlords of this plain of existence. However, Nette couldnāt help but also feel intrigued by the man.
Stepping into the kitchen she saw him standing, cane in hand, leaning against the kitchen island. Looking rather annoyed yet calm, despite the unsettling smile planted on his face like a tattoo. āWas there an issue Alastor?ā āOf course not my dear, just wanted to meet you formally as I feel we didnāt get to do proper introductions earlier.ā He said with a bite behind his smile. āOf course, well Iām called the marionette, but just Nette is fine for the time being.ā āI do believe weāve passed that point of introductions, I mean about yourselfā Nette looked at him puzzled before saying āIām afraid I donāt understandā Alastor's smile grew wider and his eyes glowed a bit more red āI suppose Iāll skip straight to the point then my dear, well I say you seem a bit out of place down here, almost as if you are in the wrong place.ā āPerhaps thatās how you may see it, but I could say the same about you. Things arenāt always what they may seem to be.ā āThat is true, well I do hope we get along during the time youāll be staying at the hotel little doe.ā He said then disappeared into the shadows. Nette took a deep breath before walking slowly back into the main room ready to start discussing what all would be needed to move into the hotel without issue.
š©µš©µ Time Skip š©µš©µ
It had now been a few months since Nette and her 3 boys moved into the hotel. They were given room at the end of the hallway to keep them all together. Each of the boys had decorated their rooms- very excited to have their own rooms- and had unboxed just about everything they had brought with them. Unfortunately due to the circumstances at hand some items had to be left behind, though not without careful consideration (and a lot of bribery) at that. Nette had also set up her room, having the biggest room on the floor definitely came with its pros though. Like a bigger shower in her own room allowing for her to not have to use the giant communal shower -unless she wanted to of course- and make it easier for her to store her products in there as well.Ā
Each of the boys had formed good relations with the members of the hotel. Despite continuing to bump heads with a certain red-haired overlord they seemed to fit in quite well, and they also started helping Charlie with ideas in the redeeming department. Though asking them might not always have been the best choice as their ideas were sometimesā¦well a bit over the top. Not to mention sometimes dangerous as well. Nette had settled in as well. Getting closer to Charlie and Vaggie, and going out with Angel and Cherri on occasion (Though it took quite a bit of time, and maybe a few drunken nights of karaoke sheād rather forget) To make any of it happen. Charlie had asked her for help with recruiting new sinners for the hotel and they had managed to drag in a few intricate ones (horny dumbass idiot ones as Kai would call them) who didnāt seem to really know what the hotel was about and thought it was a hookup bar and dropped their pants when they saw Angel. That went over swell (sarcasm) as Charlie covered her eyes and reminded them what the hotel was and had a few of them quickly pull their pants up and run out. On a separate occasion the hotel had thrown a welcome party for new sinners (surprisingly Vaggieās idea) but that ended on a rather terrible note with some sinners thinking it was an āall you can fuckā kind of party once they saw Angel (seriously what was it with these people). Yeah that didnāt go well at all, they thought Nette was a new one of Valās toys. Haha they almost died. Literally. She was not happy as one of the dumbasses tore her dress. Cue an embarrassing moment as Lucifer himself gave her his coat to cover the tear as Alastorās weird shadow tentacle things threw the guy out. Ha what a great night. (sarcasm again -_- Though her boys thought it was hilarious as they hadnāt seen her face that red before). Of course Angel wouldnāt let her live that night down at all. She was so flustered at not only Lucifer jumping in to cover her, but also how easily that asshole tore her dress. With her standing there, looking right at him. The fucking nerve. She definitely slapped the shit out of him before Alastor threw him out though. Good memory- well that part at least. Lucifer also took her dress to a tailor for her - I know what a gentleman- and had them fix it as though it never happened. Anyway itās been an eventful few months - good and bad, but hey itās a part of lifeā¦ well afterlife anyway. She felt that she had grown closer to them and truly felt that she could trust them. Each of their relationships taking on new territory. And she wouldnāt have it any other way.
Nette was snapped out of her day dreaming of memories while scrolling through her phone by Angel shouting and snapping in front of her ādamn toots been callin ya for awhile now whatās got ya all mushy headed?ā āNothing much just thinking whatās up?ā āCharlie wants us to do another trust exercise but I donāt know bout this oneā Angel seemed a little weary about what was asked of them. āWhy? What is the exercise about?ā The look on his face had Nette a bit worried about what he was going to say. āDirty secrets apparently, admitting things we did to ārelieve some held up regretā as Charlie put itā āah yeah no Iām gonna sit this one outā ānope if I gotta do it you gotta do it too toots so cmon we donāt have all day get in ereā āfine alright geezā. Nette and Angel walked into the parlor area where a small stage had been set up. Looking around Nette saw only her, Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Cherri, husk, and Lucifer. Waitā¦Lucifer. Why was he here? Well it was his daughter's hotel. Think rationally Nette duh obviously. Nette snapped her head back to the stage as she heard Charlie begin talking āthank you all for coming today. I wanted to do this exercise with you guys as I feel itās a good way for us to get a bit closer with one another. I want us to talk about something we've been holding a lot of guilt over, so that maybe speaking it out loud can help us let go of it even if just a little.ā āAlright, who wants to go first?ā Vaggie said expectantly. Yeah no not me. Iām not saying shit. Negative uh uh. No maāam. Nette thought to herself. Dirty secrets my ass this is straight up admitting something we did that we thought was bad, is this a roundabout way of asking us what our sin was that caused us to end up down here? āNette how about you go firstā Cherri said snickering. āHaha Cherri no thanksā she quickly declined. āI think thatās a great idea!ā Charlie seemed overjoyed at the idea of the overlord participating. Nette couldnāt help but feel pressured. Something she regrets. Well there was a lot she didnāt want to tell them. A lot they shouldnāt know. Things that would possibly ruin the way they saw her. She didn't know what to think. It had been awhile before she had tried to remember anything that brought her guilt. The memories of such things she pushed down as deep as they could go. Placing large walls and barricades around it to hide it from not only those around her but also herself. But the look on Charlie's face, one of hope and happiness drove her to want to free this guilt even if only for a moment. āFINEā she said before walking toward the stage. āDonāt expect any mushy shitā she said walking up the stairs.āOf course not, just something you regretā Charlie was smiling at the overlord. āSomething I regretā¦ā she paused thinking to herself. āI regretā¦ honestly I donāt know" āitās okay to think about it for a bitā Angel said.
Ā Nette paused thinking to herself, slowly she looked up, unironically making eye contact with Lucifer who held a look on his face she couldn't read, then she quickly looked back down before deciding itās better to be honest then hold onto it. She felt that she could trust them, and that if anyone was going to be judgemental about this kind of thing she most likely wouldnāt find that person in this group. āmaybeā¦ā she paused, taking a deep breath before continuing āthinking so little of a person I cared about, watching them wander aimlessly trying to be what they were told to. Trying to prove themselves toā¦ him. The whole time knowing I had the power to move everything in the right direction. Knowing that I could have helped them if I had only cared- or hellā¦ even tried. If I had only been there when they needed me most I could have done something. But instead I turned away from them. Told them to worry about themselves and not me, that they had no right to even worry about me considering who they were. What they were. Them telling me I was headed in the wrong direction, and me yelling backā¦ telling them I couldnāt do that. Then dying in their arms with their last words being āI was rightā definitely sealed the deal. Or I guess sealed my fate is a better way to put it. I think my deepest regret lies in me letting so manyā¦people down. Letting them see me fail at the only thing I was supposed to do. Failing at the one thing I was made for. I donāt think that regret will ever leave me and Iād even go as far as to say I deserve it.ā Nette hadnāt realized she closed her eyes completely, or that she had let a few tears fall. In saying it all she hadnāt realized the group moved towards her. Or that Angel and Cherri were hugging her. She tried to take a breath but found it getting caught in her throat. This was something she had held onto for far longer than anyone could imagine. Letting it out felt nice but she knew it wouldnāt make the pain of this regret go away. The heavy feeling that weighed on her heart knowing, remembering, seeing the pain in their faces. The hurt in their voices when all was said and done. Was something she would never forget. Never.
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