#four radioapple aus

[fullychaotichell]

After so long!! I managed to finish this pfpfp. Late as always!

I had fun exploring all these different art styles! Definitely still mostly my own, but it's fun to see how others draw these two nerds :D

Butcher x Florist AU by @samzikei

Coraline AU by @deadspaceguy

My Deer Nanny by @notherpuppet

Post-Communist AU by me :P

Thanks to everyone who suggested different AUs! I'm happy with all the results and getting to draw fanart for all these cool artists! I also find it funny that I ended up creating my own AU too XD

[notherpuppet]

Human Alastor and Angel Lucifer AU by @ TonyxsteveStony on twitter

Their AU is cute like a fairytale

[samzikei]

RADIOAPPLE AUS BASED ON SERIES/GAMES

Four radioapple AUs based on series/game suggestions people gave me over on twitter! There were so many good ones it was really hard to narrow down to 4~

og post on twitter + mentions of who suggested what!

[cosmicstarsbird]

Two of the four RadioApple AUs I managed to finished for the art prompt during my cruise vacation

Apple Circus AU @ mitchio_ at Twitter

Vampire x Hunter AU @ VVinterArt52 at Twitter

[radioregia]

UPDATE ON CURRENT WRITINGS!:

Moonlight Sontata- almost finished

RadioApple TitanicAU!- production halted. I'm working on it, but right now I'm stumped with how to begin it. Also, I've seen a lot of people recently deciding they'd write one, and I don't want the same exact ideas out there at one time, yknow? I'll write it eventually, and I still have my original ideas on how to run it. they're dated and posted on tumblr so you can scroll back and see if you must! Either way, production is halted.

Next to You! RadioApple 18+ oneshots- currently still going. I haven't started chapter four yet, but I will be some point soon!

And now- my BIGGEST announcement!!

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Trick and Treat- a RadioApple fanfic! It'll be a College!AU! I know this particular idea (collegeau) has milled about for a while, and that's fine because mine has special elements laced into it and a specific set of characters in certain spots, and also a RarePair! Ship :> I'm so excited to be able to bring you this lovely story! It has just become a thing! Be on the lookout for it within the coming weeks/months!

[tollingreminiscentbells]

Fic: In the Casual Comedy

In the Casual Comedy (11,569 words) by ReminiscentBells Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alastor/Lucifer Magne | Morningstar Characters: Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Lucifer Magne | Morningstar Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Established Relationship, Non Sex-Repulsed Asexual Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Explicit Sexual Content, Alastor Has a Heart (Hazbin Hotel), Expanded World Building, Appearances by the Cast Series: Part 4 of All changed, changed utterly Summary: At times Alastor finds it strange that this, of all possible outcomes, is his afterlife. Lucifer, the hotel, and the certainty that every step he has ever taken was to bring him to this place. But change is an inevitability, even in Hell, and something is happening. Something new.

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I finished the next fic in my RadioApple AU series! Part four of (I think) six.

[soot-and-salt]

Aaaand here we go: writing update

WSBE 8: has a title, has an outline, is like 25% written. I don't expect it to be as long as WSBE 7 (please god) so I'm hopeful I can maybe release it this weekend or early next week. We'll see 👀

WSBE 9, the final installment: has a title, has an outline

WSBE epilogue: ??? Maybe????

I'd like to get some one shots finished. I have three in various states of written. A comedy, a radiostatic, and a radioapple. Not sure which one will move me first

HUMAN AU!: We have a title! We have chapter titles! We have an outline! We have VIBES. We are going to try to do this!!! I want to have at least three or four chapters written before I publish it on AO3. I want to give myself the best chance to succeed. I'm very excited about it though, there are some scenes and set pieces I'm really looking forward to. It's going to be vaguely radioapple with some radiosilence (finally going to earn the "Vox's one-sided psychosexual obsession with Alastor" tag!), but more of the story will be focused on the mystery of it all. But Soot, how is Vox there if it's human AU? Oh man, just you wait...

Thank you everyone for sticking around and reading my dumb little stories. I've never felt so creatively invigorated before and everyone's exceedingly kind comments really help me a lot. Thanks for believing in me.

[chaoticghostgremlin]

Welcome to my stupid lil blog

About me : Call me Ghost or Syd/Sydney

Age: mid 20s

Pronouns : They/Them or She/Her

Bisexual

AUDHD with hyperfixations galore , will update this from time to time. I like horror movies,cartoons , videogames and gamegrumps. Also have BPD and learning disabilities. Anxious depressed mess . Pls lobotomy my lil brain.

Mostly a sneeze fetish blog so don't follow if you're squeaked out by reblogs of that content. Might reblog some NSFW so don't follow if that isn't your thing. I'm a titty lover what can I say . So fuckin bi

Blitz kinnie

Some general artwork and nonsense will be reblogged too

Insomniac so will reblog at stupid hours oops

Fandoms :

-Ace Attorney,

-Amazing Digital Circus

-House MD + Stranger Things are some of my comfort shows

-Steven Universe

-Greys Anatomy

-Degrassi

-Marvel

-Owl House

-Adventure Time

-Marvel

-Acotar

-Gravity Falls

-Hellaverse(HazbinHotel/Hellavaboss

-Gamegrumps

-FNAF

-Spyro The Dragon

-Psychonauts

-TWRP

-NSP

-kpop (mostly girl groups )

-im in so many fandoms so feel free to inquire

(purple is hyperfixations/things that are rotting my brain the most)

Some of my favorite ships

-Huskerdust(hazbin hotel)

-Polyvees(hazbin hotel)(Vel+Val+Vox)

-RadioApple(Hazbin Hotel)

-RadioStatic (Hazbin Hotel)

-StaticMoth(Hazbin Hotel)

-Steddie (Stranger things)

-Stucky (Steve+Bucky marvel)

-AdamsApple(Hazbin Hotel)

-M&M (Helluva Boss)

-Stolitz (Helluva Boss)

-Egobang(Gamegrumps)

-Fizzmodeus (Helluva Boss)

- open to other ships and understand if you don't agree with some of mine. Not every ship is gunna please everyone

My inbox is open so feel free to message, Im open to rp

Special interests : Gamegrumps, Hellaverse,moths , rocks & crystals , frogs , guineapigs, most animals(even typically scary ones like spiders ), mushrooms , pins and stickers.

See #headcanons #snz headcanons #snz headcanon for my sneeze headcanons . Check out my #snz promps #sneeze fic #snz fic #snz wav #snz wav or #rambles

Four fics so far : Patient Zero Part 1 (The Ve/es) (Hazb/in Hot/el) (WIP, maybe will do a part 2)

Hellhound drabble (Vel/Vette + soft Ve/es. Hazb/in hot/el)

Ad/am allergy ficlet (Haz/bin hotel)

A Moth To A Flame (photic static/moth)

My ko-fi if you ever wanna donate :

My sneeze channel :

[here-lie-the-sinners-au]

For the parenting questions:

Stolitz - 5

FizzModeus - 15

HuskerDust - 10

RadioApple - 13

StaticMoth - c (bonus)

CherriSnake - 4

Sorry if this is too many. I just love this au!

OH WOW SO MANY YAY!

Okay, 5:

Since there's three babies - Celeste, Aurora, and Leo, both Stolas and Blitzo were really bad at leaving them to sleep. Blitzo more than Stolas.

Blitzo checks on all three of them, possibly the girls more than Leo because Stolas checks on his double all the time. Stolas, as an experienced parent (since he would have dealt with Via as a baby, and Loona was almost an adult with Blitzo adopted her) always reassures Blitzo that their little half implings are completely fine- doesn't stop him from being a very overprotective father 💙

15:

Whilst both Ozzie and Fizz are very good at reassuring Opie when she's scared, Opie tends to believe Ozzie more because ya know he's Big Daddy. Oh, and Uncle Blitzo told her about the time Ozzie kicked Mammon's butt. (Mammon actually sent Opie a gift when she was born, the Goetias were AWFUL about Opie being a half imp)

10:

Oh, Angel for sure. (Although Husk will back him up every time)

With four kids it can be a nightmare to make sure they're all bundled up.

Annie-Rou tends to be less likely to get cold because of her wings, but Husk makes sure she's got a hat and scarf on because Mama will kill him if his biggest baby isn't wrapped up.

Penelope and Evangeline will always try and "lose" their warm clothes but Angel has a brother and sister, and having six arms can be really handy.

Angel makes sure Jack is extra wrapped up being his little baby.

13.

Oh, this one is hard because Alastor will get his shadow to hide under the bed to tease Beau and Emmeline but they know their papa will never let anything happen to them.

Lucifer used to do this a lot with Charlie when she was little so he is more than happy to regress to entertain their fawns ❤️

C:

Yes. Definitely.

Having kids never cross their minds. Well, not with each other. There was that whole thing with Val kidnapping Angel and Annie-Rou, trying to keep Angel under his thumb and saying he would protect "their kids"

Thank God Vox and Val found out that Val was pregnant himself. It was hard at first, for Val anyway, he was prone to panic attacks and such but the news was a delight to Vox who had lost a daughter, Dottie, when he was alive. He was very happy to have a second chance, especially finding out they were having twins.

Being a parent really changed Val too, he could still be well Val but Vivienne and Vincenzo really mellowed him out. Vox and Val evem started wearing their wedding bands again.

4.

Depending on what Bash wants, he will usually go to Cherri since Mom knows EVERYTHING but when he's wanting to play pranks with Beau and Jack (haha BeauJack) and invent something, he will always turn to Papa.

(I AM HIGH WITH THE ASKS SEND ME MOREEEEE)

[wrenfxrever]

polish school au | NOTTTT my au | radioapple

creds to JuiciestE on x for making this amazing au <33 - sorry for the short part! part four will deffo be longer, not sure if it'll be out today or tmrw..

Lucifer’s eyes snapped open as he flung upwards, his movements sharp and panicked.

  “Al? Alastor?” he called out, gripping the edges of the bed he (somehow) ended up in.

After no response, he began to get up, an agonizing pain stabbing through him.

  “Alllastoooor!” Lucifer moaned out. He looked around for a moment to find his glasses, snatching them off the bedside table. Lucifer whined and carefully lowered himself back onto the bed, observing his surroundings.

  It was Alastor’s house, no doubt about it. He knew immediately once he noticed the very noticeable pattern of red and crimson decor, occasionally stumbling upon a green shrub. He called out for the history teacher again, but to no avail. Defeat racked his body as he struggled to keep his eyes open. Something was wrong. Something was always wrong. Something could never be not wrong.

  Helpless, Lucifer closed his eyes and let his mind slip into unconsciousness.

  The blonde sat up suddenly, his chest no longer aching with the sharp pain he felt before.

  “Alastor? Are you here now? Al?”

  Lucifer sighed with relief as he watched Alastor appear at the foot of the bed, his smile warm and comforting, unlike his usual mischievous smirk.

  “Al. Al…what happened?”

  Alastor didn’t reply. Instead he crept closer, his hands feeling up Lucifer’s legs, while his face grew dangerously close to Lucifer’s.

  “Alastor,” Lucifer breathed, almost speechless. “What…?”

 “I love you Lucifer. I want to kiss you.”

  Lucifer felt his stomach flutter as Alastor ran his hand up and down his thighs, getting closer and closer…

  “Lucifer. Lucifer Lucifer. Lucifer. Lucifer.”

  “Hah!” Lucifer gasped, clutching his legs. He glanced up and saw Alastor. The Alastor he knew, with the same cold grin on his face.

  “Wakey wakey~”

  Alastor was holding a bowl of rice, and what looked like sausage scattered around in it. At that moment Lucifer felt his stomach rumble with want.

  “Is that-?”

  “Yes.”

  Alastor set it on the table beside him, his eyes flickering with anxiety.

  “Do you recall what happened? Or do you need a refresher, old man?”

  Lucifer trembled with anger. “I remember just fine!” he lied. Okay. Maybe Lucifer was getting a bit old. “That…uh…”

  “I suppose you do need to be reminded, hmm.”

[fullychaotichell]

I realize, I finally have free time and my brain just constantly wants to draw new stuff, especially radioapple, so,,,

Give Me Four Radioapple AUs to Make Fanart Of!

This challenge is just an excuse for me to chat more with other people on tumblr pfff, and I suppose to find out about radioapple AUs I haven't heard of before :0

[radioiaci]

sowwy I wasn't rly here today, been working on my radioapple au comic teehee hoohoo, hoping to get the first four pages finished maybe by the end of the weekend, but we'll see

[minkdelovely]

🗣️ Sinners and Saints, if I may have your attention, please!

Do you like RadioApple? Do you like Chaggie? Do you like AUs and Sweeney Todd? If so, then this lovely little series is for you! Even if you have no idea what Sweeney Todd is, this series is for you, actually. You’ll have the extra pleasure of being totally surprised as events unfold 🤔♥️

I just read through the four chapters that are available (looks like weekly updates y’all 👀✨) and OH MY GODDDD I’m so hooked 😩

I will out myself now and admit I’ve never had the pleasure of seeing Sweeney Todd on stage — I KNOW, PLEASE DON’T BANISH ME; I WILL SOME DAY — but damn if I don’t love the FUCK out of that movie 😮‍💨 so to see this brought to life with our favorites is truly such a delight.

Beautifully written and nicely paced, there’s already so much tension and mystery between Alastor and Lucifer and this chapter was the introduction to our sweet, sweet Chaggie — I can’t wait to see how this all plays out, and a big round of applause for Barbie for blessing us with this incredible AU!! 😍♥️

God, That's Good!

Chapter 4: Ah, Miss

Across town from Fleet Street, Charlie reflects on what she wants- and Vaggie reflects on Charlie.

Chapter 1 🥧 Chapter 2 🥧 Chapter 3

Tags: Charlie being a Disney Princess, starstuck Vaggie, Sera is The Worst™️

Thank you as always to my beloved @fraugwinska 💕❤️

Charlie knew that Adam and Sera were lying to her- and had been since she was a child taken into their care. 

True, her memories are vague, but they are there. Her mother and father, deeply in love with one another and not a pair of criminals only interested in drugs and money. Sometimes if she closes her eyes and concentrates she can almost see the ghost of their faces- a man with a kind face and a neat mustache that looked so much like her, a woman so fair and beautiful that all she had wanted at eight years old was to be her when she got older. And she looks like her now, fifteen years later.

At least, that’s what Adam tells her. She doesn’t like the way he says it lately, standing too close to her in the tiny hallway between their respective rooms in his house, like he’s looking at her but seeing her mother. Charlie remembers him coming to their home as a child, her Uncle Adam, always quick to teach her a curse word and bring her candy that her mother didn’t think she should have. They would drink and play cards together while Charlie drew or read or played with her dolls, and she had thought everything was fine- perfect, in the way that most eight year olds think that their parents and close relatives are when they’re young.

For the most part he leaves her alone. Sera is the one that really provides for her beyond a roof over her head- taking her to Church with her daughter Emily, ensuring that Charlie is well educated and well spoken, providing the books she reads, the clothes she wears, the places she goes. And in Emily, at least, she does have a friend; someone to bond with over how strict the Beadle was, both in the home and outside of it, to talk to about the experiences that they were missing. Charlie might have turned out just like Emily; content and ignorant in her essential isolation, not knowing what else there really was in the world outside of home and Church if it wasn’t for the young man that frequently came down the street on the way to his… ‘partner’s’ house.

Anthony- though he asks her to call him Angel, short for Angel Dust, being so close to his not-quite-boyfriend’s home- is an absolute delight. Having really only had Emily for company for the longest time, he was an interesting change of pace. It had been a couple of months now since he had come to town, and the first time that she met him she had known, somehow, that they would be fast friends.

“Hey, toots,” he had called from below her balcony, while she had been so engrossed in tracing the constellation Andromeda in the sky one night that she hadn’t even realized he was there. “Ya got a light?”

She had startled, scraping her elbow on the stone of her railing as she registered his words and presence. He was tall and lithe, slender, his clothing in style but far tighter than most men wore their garments. It took her a moment before she recognized him as one of the new faces that had been spotted hanging around the ‘brothel’ in town when Sera took her and Emily to Church on Sundays, draped through the arms of the tall, flamboyant man that ran the place. Sera always led them away as quickly as she could, but that didn’t stop Charlie from noticing, even at a distance, the difference in the coloration of his eyes. That night, a few feet below her, it was even more evident- a sweet, soft brown on the left, greenish hazel on the right.

She had given him a book of matches, and since that night she was out here all the time, waiting for him to come by in the later hours of the night. When Adam was out at parties and such Charlie would risk coming downstairs, right to the wall a few feet past her balcony so that she could talk to Anthony face to face instead of from above him. He was reserved at first, a little guarded with her being the ward of the Judge and his occupation being technically illegal, but the more they got to know each other the more they trusted one another.

Anthony told her so much about the world outside of New Orleans- having come from New York City, where things were faster, vibrant, more exciting. Everything seemed so much bigger from his perspective, and Charlie needed to see it for herself.

She hadn’t yet told him of her plans to leave; she hadn’t told anyone. Sera had been pushing the idea of marrying her off, which Charlie wasn’t interested in the slightest, and Adam continued to act strangely around her. She wants to go South to find her father- if he was truly holed up in some prison like Adam and Sera told her, there should be some record of it, some path that she could trace to him so she could finally hear from him directly if what they had said was true- that they were criminals, that they plotted against Adam, that he had killed her mother before Judge Cain had him sent away. It wouldn’t change anything, but she thought the knowledge might give her closure, finally reconcile the image of her father she had kept in her head for fifteen years with the man he really was.

It would kill her to leave Emily behind. The younger girl was like a sister to her, the closest friend she had besides Angel, but she didn’t think that she would come. When Charlie spoke to her of the things she learned from Anthony- fun, exciting, scandalous things that had Charlie blushing some nights over the garden wall- Emily wasn’t as intrigued. She was content in the life her mother had set up for her, engaged to a nice young man named Peter from the Church and ready to marry within a few months and be a perfect, dutiful housewife like Sera had been before her husband died and she devoted herself to the Church and the Judge. 

That wasn’t the life Charlie wanted. She wanted to see the world and help people, people like Anthony that ended up down on their luck and made to go into whatever industry would have them just to survive. She had plenty of savings- Adam had a habit of gifting her money for things like her birthday, even though Sera rarely took her to any stores to buy anything with it- and she had enough of an idea of what she wanted to do to give her conviction in her plan. She didn’t know when, but soon she would leave New Orleans and find the answers to her questions, and do what she felt like she was meant to do.

Vaggie hadn’t meant to turn down the alley that she had- being a sailor that wasn’t in charge of navigation meant her only real sense of direction was ‘sunrise is East, sunset is West’ which didn’t help much when it was already dark- but the sight of the beautiful young woman silhouetted by the light on her balcony was well worth getting lost among the streets of New Orleans.

She leaned against the railing of her balcony, eyes cast up at the sky as she stood there, humming a song under her breath. Dazzling blonde hair fell in a loose ponytail down her back, lashes large and eyes shining in the glow of the moon. She wore a red nightgown that fell to her shins, swaying in the soft breeze of the night. She seemed calm- thoughtful, if the crease in her brow was indicative of anything.

Vaggie was no stranger to a beautiful woman, but here in the alley off the main street, nearly hidden in the shadows while she was illuminated, it seemed like she was plucked right from the Heavens themselves. 

She stays unmoving as a statue. Vaggie takes a breath to call to her, say something to catch her attention so she’ll look her way, when the wind picks up and blows a thick strand of her hair into her lovely face, breaking her concentration and making her sputter at the strands in her mouth. She casts her eyes around and they settle on Vaggie, something like lightning sparking through her veins as she makes eye contact with the woman. Blue eyes, soft and brilliant and beautiful, meet her brown ones, and breath leaves her body. She manages to send enough brain signals to her muscles to wave and offer a light smile, which the woman returns with a flutter of her fingers.

“Alms,” she hears behind her, and the beggar woman from the docks with Mister Morningstar has returned. Her head still held down low, the metal cup jingling softly with the coins that Vaggie had given her earlier in the day. “Please, Miss, have mercy…”

When she turns back to the balcony, the woman has vanished.

She sighs internally but pulls about another couple coins, hesitating before dropping them. “Do you know anything about that young woman?” She asks, nodding at the balcony, and the beggar glances to the side and flinches with her whole body, jerking away from the house with force. 

“Charlotte,” she says, his voice soft and mournful. “Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte- he took her, Judge Cain, won’t let anyone near her- you’d best be off before he catches you lurking- horrible things he could do, you can’t know what he’s done, poor Charlotte…” 

She starts to pull away, ducking her head away from the house, and Vaggie drops the coins into the cup before it’s gone. “Wait,” she asks, but the beggar is deaf to her calls. She mutters under her breath as she slinks off, back into the shadows, leaving Vaggie alone with only a name and a vague sense of unease.

A shuffle of noise had Vaggie turning to spot a young man- tall, lithe, he wore clothing that was form-fitting and bright as he entered the alley, dragging a hand through his dark blonde locks with a sigh. He spotted Vaggie and gave a little wave as he approached.

“Fuckin’ looney, am I right?” He points at the beggar as she wanders away. “I try to avoid her when I can- ya never know if crazy is contagious. Hey, ya got a light?” He asks, holding up a ‘V’ in his fingers like he was holding a cigarette between them. “Looks like my gal ain’t out tonight.” He gestures vaguely upwards, towards the young woman, and Vaggie’s heart leaps with hope.

She fumbles in her vest for a lighter. “Of course, here.” She waits until the cigarette is lit and he’s taken a drag before she nods her head towards the balcony. “You know her? Charlotte?”

“Who? Ya mean Charlie?” An eyebrow cocks upward as he looks back at Vaggie over his cigarette. “Yeah, I know her a bit. She comes down to talk some nights when she ain’t so lost in her thoughts she doesn’t notice me, or when the Judge ain’t home.”

“The Judge?”

“Judge Cain.” He takes another drag. “I guess he’s a big deal around here- she’s like his adopted daughter or somethin’? She don’t get too specific with me when I ask but I get it. I ain’t too eager to be pokin’ around in my line of work, ya know?” He gives Vaggie a wink, waving his hands down his body conspiratorially. “Ya need to talk to her about somethin’?”

“No,” Vaggie says, “no, I was just… wondering, I suppose.” She eyes the balcony again, and the young man must see something in her face because he whistles low and chuckles. 

“One sec,” he tells her, then- “Charlie!”

The shout echoes in the alley and Vaggie panics, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him down to her face. “Are you fucking insane?” She asks him, but he just smirks as they hear the click of a door above them, light spilling into the area once more.

“Angel?” Charlie returns, her face peeking over the edge of the railing to spot Vaggie essentially throttling him in her frustration. Her face transforms, something akin to rage creasing her delicate brow and then she’s gone again.

“What did you do?” Vaggie demands of him, and he laughs in her face as another door slams somewhere towards the house- and then she’s there, standing at the gate to the yard in her nightgown, barefoot and beautiful.

“Release him at once,” she demands, hands braced on the metal of the gate, her voice strong and determined, and Vaggie hardly hears the man- Angel?- apologizing on her behalf, saying he provoked her, as her hands release him. “You have to be careful,” she beseeches him as he brushes off his shirt, and then turns to Vaggie and seems to lose her nerve, the anger that had propelled her down the stairs and outside. “Hi,” she says sweetly, and Vaggie steps closer to the gate.

“Hi,” she parrots. “I- I wasn’t really going to hurt him,” she says, “I just- I didn’t want him to disturb you.”

And Charlie smiles, wide and earnest, catching Vaggie off guard. “I should have known,” she says. “He’s a troublemaker- I’m Charlie,” she says, holding her hand across the gate.

“Vaggie.” Angel is snickering under his breath beside them, watching the scene unfold. “It’s nice to meet you.”

The skin beneath Charlie’s eyes crinkles. “And you! Are you a friend of Angel’s?”

A voice interrupts Vaggie’s response. “I believe that is quite enough,” it says, soft but commanding, and the trio of them turn to see a woman step into the alley- Charlie stiffens immediately at the sight of her, tall and beautiful and terrifying. Her eyes are cold, the tiny smile on her face insincere, and she looks at Charlie with a look of what can only be described as disappointment. “You know better than to be out at this hour, Charlie,” she says. “What would Adam think? It would be in your best interest to go back inside, my dear.”

Charlie ducks her head and finally releases her hand from Vaggie’s- she hadn’t even realized they were still touching one another over the gate. “Yes, Sera,” she mutters, breaking eye contact with the older woman and looking back to Vaggie. She mouths something to her, and had Vaggie not been looking she would have missed it.

“Please come back,” it looked like. And Vaggie would- she didn’t know who this woman was but unless they locked the sailor behind bars she couldn’t be kept away.

Charlie disappeared, leaving Vaggie and Angel with Sera. “You’d better run along,” she directs at Vaggie. “Judge Cain doesn’t take kindly to outsiders around his property; especially not those that seem too interested in his ward. And you,” she says looking at Angel with a cruel smile. “I should hate to think what Valentino would have to say about you loitering with others for no pay.”

Angel blanches, the color leaving his face as his head drops. “Yes ma’am,” he says quietly, angrily, and he takes off to the right, rounding the corner and disappearing from Vaggie’s sight. 

With one last look at the balcony, at Sera with her lovely but unkind face, Vaggie follows suit.

[tollingreminiscentbells]

ask game! 7, 9, & 12

7. Preferred writing font I am boring and write everything in Times New Roman, size 12. Nothing fancy for me, all very standard.

9. How long did it take to write my most recent fic? That would be Undiscovered Geometries (the All changed angel sex side story) and it took five days! Four to write, one to edit. I created the document on July 5 and posted the fic on July 9.

12. A trope I'm really into right now This is fandom specific, but RadioApple canon-adjacent AUs with Lucifer meeting Alastor before he died. I'm writing A Momentary Radiance (the Southern Gothic) now and that's the premise.

[fanby-fckry]

Tags via @10moonymhrivertam

#me: I want to be included but I can’t think of anything #me; suddenly hit with a crowbar between the eyes: parallels between getting stuck as furniture and getting changed to demons #then I have to choose what ship I want for Adam and Belle thoooooo #could go safe and established with Charlie and Vaggie #but then I have to make Choices #Vaggie’s fall could be good tho #oh frick now I’m actually Thinking About This darn you fanby #list of possible Adam/Belle may include Lucifer and Lilith #dammit now I gotta go make a list

(Not counting @vestadragon ‘s lovely Hercules RadioApple AU because she came up with it before I came up with The Little Demon AU, but the four of us are doing our part to honor Hazbin’s Disney roots, for real.)

Yall this is a problem I've spent 2 and a half hours actually planning an Aladdin au.

Am i allowed to blame @fanby-fckry and their little mermaid au for starting the disney au ball rolling

Im going to♡