#rip lillithe

[paigeyssims2004]

Monsters Inc. X Finding Nemo X Hazbin Hotel AU

Yes...I'm making an AU that takes both stories of those films and turning them into a single story which will also be an Adamsapple story(lord help me).

In this AU, Heaven is Monsters Inc. and Hell is Finding Nemo(y'all with me) *cough* Soooo...It's Extermination Day in Hell!

After the Princess of Hell's birth, Lucifer and Lillith were choosing names for her. They finally decided to name her 'Charlie' (after Lucifer's not-so-creative idea to name her 'Luci Jr.') that is until an Exorcist appeared in front of their bedroom balcony....angelic-steeled weapon, ready to kill...and it was eyeing their daughter. Lucifer(noticing that Lillith wasn't moving)tried to get her away from the angel but, everything was instant, The First Woman imminently charged toward the Exorcist; determined to protect her only child. Lucifer went after her, but that...thing was fast..very fast, and as it kicked Lucifer at a wall, everything went black.....

With a groan, Lucifer slowly regained consciousness; wincing at the cries of their daughter....but what happened to Lillith? Is she okay? ...Is......she alive..? Slowly getting up, the fallen angel immediately went to his daughter's crib and held the newborn in his arms....

"It's okay. Daddy's here. Daddy's got you."

Finally giving her the perfect name, Charlie Morningstar.

(I would love to add more to post, including with Heaven's side but, the post is already long enough...maybe in the next post I'll have Adam's story for this AU.)

[adaine-party-wizard]

finally submitted my mrp proposal… that was due in like. june. but it’s done now! finally!!

[phoenixremix69]

Imagine being Lucifer's brother and your sister in law is Lillith the Unofficial First Sinner, and probably a not nice person besides. Then a thousand years pass and you hear they got a divorce and you're like "good, now I'm not related to that bitch. Then you and a buddy are talking and he says that he heard Lucifer married a new guy, one of his sinners and you ask about what the guy's like and what he's done, thinking he can't possibly be worse than Lillith the proto sinner and the woman who made their baby brother Fall

"Oh, he's a psychopathic jazz cannibal who tortures people by ripping out their souls and trapping them in a radio broadcast. And he eats roadkill"

Great

[pupsmailbox]

HORROR ID PACK

NAMES ⌇ abyss. adelaide. alex. allure. alluria. amnesia. amnesty. annabelle. archer. ash. asher. ashton. athena. axe. axette. bates. beal. belial. belladonna. bellatrix. bellow. billy. blade. blair. bleedesse. bloodiesse. bones. bow. briar. brute. bubba. buffy. butcher. cain. caliburn. calyspo. carcass. carna. carrie. carrion. casey. casper. chainette. chains. charley. charlie. chase. chi. chris. chucky. claire. claymore. clear. colt. connor. corpse. craven. cross. crypt. cybre. cynthia. damien. danger. derry. desdemona. dove. dracula. drow. elisabeta. elm. elmira. elvria. em. enigma. erin. eros. ethan. evelien. eventide. falchion. finale. finalis. finn. fleur. freddy. galatine. ghost. ghostesse. gladius. graves. grim. guts. harker. haunt. hound. howl. hunter. hush. ikino. jace. jane. jason. javelin. jekyll. jesse. john. julie. kateline. kille. killer. killesse. killette. killire. killyr. knifesse. knifette. krueger. lamb. laurie. lavender. lenz. lillith. loomis. lorraine. lucien. lucy. machete. mal. malice. massacresse. massacrette. max. maxine. megan. mia. michael. mike. mikey. molar. mors. morticia. mortis. myer. myers. necro. nephi. night. noir. norman. nyx. nægling. obsidian. onyx. ophelia. pandora. pearce. pike. pin. pointe. pointette. pridwen. pyper. quentin. raven. reaper. renfield. retro. revenant. river. roadkill. rosemary. rot. ryker. sabel. sabre. sacrifesse. salem. samara. sawyer. scum. scythe. seraph. serene. sharpette. sharppe. shaun. shelley. sidney. slash. slasher. slashesse. slashette. slashine. slashire. slashyr. specter. spite. survivesse. survivette. sybil. syd. talia. thomas. vein. verity. vesper. visage. viscera. vivo. warden. weaponesse. weaponette. weaponne. wendy. whisp. william. wraith.

PRONOUNS ⌇　aby/abyss. alien/alien. amnesia/amnesia. axe/axe. bat/bat. bite/bite. bla/blade. blade/blade. blood/blood. bone/bone. brain/brain. brutal/brutal. bull/bullet. bullet/bullet. camp/camp. carna/carnage. chain/chain. chain/chainsaw. chainsaw/chainsaw. chase/chase. choke/choke. claw/claw. co/corpse. content/content. copy/copy. cor/corpse. corpse/corpse. cry/cry. cryp/cryptid. crypt/crypt. cut/cut. dae/daem. dae/daer. dark/dark. de/demo. dea/death. death/death. dec/decay. decay/decay. die/die. eldritch/eldritch. elm/elm. evil/evil. fear/fear. fie/fire. fien/fiend. final/final. flesh/flesh. fog/fog. freak/freak. fury/furious. gau/gauze. gauze/gauze. gho/ghost. ghost/ghost. gloom/gloom. gnaw/gnaw. go/gore. gor/gore. gore/gore. gra/grave. grave/grave. gun/gun. gut/gut. hallow/hallow. haun/haunt. haunt/haunt. horr/horror. horror/horror. house/house. hunt/hunt. hush/hush. k9/k9. ki/kill. kill/kill. kni/knife. knife/knife. lash/lash. lethal/lethal. live/live. machete/machete. maim/maim. mallet/mallet. mask/mask. massacre/massacre. med/medical. medi/medical. monster/monster. murder/murder. night/night. no/none. pin/pin. point/point. point/pointy. pois/poison. prey/prey. pyr/pyramid. red/red. reveil/reveil. revive/revive. rib/rib. rip/rip. rodent/rodent. rot/rot. run/run. sacrifice/sacrifice. saw/saw. scream/scream. scythe/scythe. shadow/shadow. sharp/sharp. sharp/sharpen. sharpen/sharpen. sin/sin. slash/slash. slash/slashe. slash/slashed. slash/slasher. slasher/slasher. slice/slice. sly/sly. sni/snipe. sound/sound. stab/stab. stalk/stalk. steel/steel. step/step. survive/survive. survivor/survivor. tear/tear. thon/thon. tomb/tomb. trope/trope. vamp/vamp. victim/victim. voi/void. weapon/weapon. weep/weep. whisp/whisper. wound/wound. wra/wrath. ☠️. ⚰. ⚰️. ⚱. ⛧. ⛨. 🏥. 🏹. 🐀. 💀. 💉. 💣. 📿. 🔪. 🔫. 🕳️. 🛡️. 🥀. 🦴. 🧛‍♂️. 🧟‍♂️. 🧨. 🩸. 🩹.

[justjams2003]

The Desire to be Loved

Okay so... I watched the new Dead Boy Detectives and I loved it. But it made me kind of sad cuz we didn't get to see Dream. So then I rewatched The Sandman. So please enjoy my ramblings of what could be a new story maybe?

Pairing: Dream of the Endless x OFC Love/Cupid/Venus (you know how these beings have millions of names) (Also technically it could be an x reader because love is sort of anthropomorphic but in this story a she)

Warnings: Manipulation, threats, gay lovers (but it's the Sandman so that should be a given) crying, cliffhanger, unedited, kind of like enemies to lovers, tell me if I miss any

Word count: 1,6k+

Dividers by: @hyelita

Masterlist

(I've moved next part to the bottom)

When the first woman stepped foot on the earth, Lust was quick to follow after in their creation. Desire thrived late with his twin Despair after the birth of Destruction once Lillith set on her own path. And once the second woman set foot on earth, Desire created his first creation: Love. Love set her very first arrow into the heart of Adam and Eve.  

And as Dream had his second in command, Lucien, Desire had their favourite pet, creation, Love. And while Dream cares for his dreamlings, Love was nothing but a pet to use for Desire. One to follow orders and never throw tantrums. He did make her as sickly sweet as love can be, but with the same swing as desire has.  

And for thousands of years, she did as she was told. When Destiny told Desire that true soulmates were about to meet, he’d send love with her red heart arrows. And when it was the beginings of love, he’d sent her with her pink arrows. And finally, when the love was no longer meant to be, he’d send Love, to rip those pink arrows from the lovers. Tearing their hearts apart, leaving it to throb in pain.  

After all, it’s not safe for the Endless to roam the human world. Not long enough or often enough, at least, to fulfil the task that Love is sent to do. That was solidified in Desire’s mind when his least favourite brother got captured by the humans.  

She sits on the roof of a house she hasn’t visited before. That seems impossible, she’s been to almost every corner of the earth. But this house...she can feel the aura seems entirely loveless. A black cloud that leaves a bad taste in her mouth, and she doesn’t even eat. At least now something has finally started to bloom.  

She places the arrow on the hilt of the bow. A cute pink heart at the tip. She pulls the string back, controls her breathing like she’s done a million times. But something stops her when she hears what they’re talking about. “The maids say the guards are late.” The boy who just sat down asks.  

The other boy’s black brows furrow. “Really?” He goes to get up, Shoot! She’s going to miss her opportunity. Rushed, she’ll admit, she releases the arrow and it lands right in the two of them. A smile grows on the both of them. She can see the pink aura form around them and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.  

“I’d better get going. I don’t want my father’s demon to escape.” He chuckles to himself, struggling to let go of his newly appointed lover. ‘father’s demon’? What on earth is that supposed to mean? Curiosity plays in her mind as to what it could mean. Especially with this dark cloud surrounding this supernatural feeling house.  

Carefully, her cupid-wings carry her down to the floor. She follows behind the boy, knowing no one but the supernatural can see her. Her white heels (after all, none of Desire’s creature’s could ever be unfashionable) hit the floor with a click-clack. Down the stairs and past the gates. But she stops right in her tracks with an audible gasp when she sees the Burgess’ demon.  

Alex watches with furrowed brows when the pale being his father had captured stands up. His piercing blue eyes looking over Alex’s shoulder, staring right at Cupid. Her eyes are as big as saucers and her plump pink lips hang open in shock. Dream’s hand rests against the glass, words are at the tip of his tongue, but just as quickly they fall dead.  

Gone. His one hope of escape took one large step back into the realm of Desire. Her mind, although submissive and quiet in nature, knew immediately who it is that is captured in Rodrick Burgess’ house. Who is this being that could’ve saved him and all his dreamers? Why couldn’t Alex see her? Why hasn’t Morpheus seen her before, in the waking or the dreaming?  

Why? Well, because it’s Desire’s number one rule. Her white go-go boots stop in front of his throne. “Your Highness?” She asks, her innocent eyes glued to the floor like a child ready for a scolding. “Yes, dear pet?” Desire says with a slinking smirk and the lick of his lips. He knows this stance of her all too well.  

“I’ve done bad.” She says, her shoe digging into the floor, her hands wringing behind her back. “Do tell.” They beg for the minor being. “Well, I was on the mission you sent me. With Alex Burgess and his new lover. And well, they were talking about something the Alex boy called ‘father’s demon’ and I-” Desire holds out his hand. She rambles often, he’s used to it.  

Cupid plucks a piece of skin from her lip with her teeth, such a nervous girl. “I saw Dream.” She blurts out, knowing better than to continue blabbering. Desire stands from his seat. A huge smirk forms on his face. He’s practically dancing around now, joy coursing through him. Or rather, mischief. “Oh really?”  

“I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t know he’d be there. If I knew I wouldn’t have gone. And-” The rambling starts again. But the anger that she expected isn’t there. “No, no, don’t worry my dear pet. You did good, so good.” They muse, now circling her like a shark with it’s prey. “I did?” She ask, her eyebrows lifting in the middle as she fights off the tears she’d been ready to let go of.  

Desire hums, his finger curling under her chin. “Verrryyy good.” He draws out the words like a cat would that could speak. Love’s long lashes flutter as the tears try up, now turned to confusion. “My brother, dear Morpheus, has been missing for the last 10 years and you, dear pet, have accidently just found him.” 

“I did?” He nods again, driving the point home. “Are we going to save him then? He looked so terribly miserable in the glass cage they put him. When he looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes that he has-” she’s cut off by a sharp nail under her chin, ready to unmake her. “Why would we ever save him? No, no, no! Have I not taught you better? He has not called for our help and for that we’ll let him rot.”  

The tears rise in the emotional girls eyes once more. “That seems so cruel.” She mumbles, a knot in her throat. “Cruel? Are you not the same Cupid who rips the love right from people’s hearts? Who lets them suffer for years before letting them love again? Is that not more cruel than letting a man, an Endless, be as he wishes to be?”  

Venus gasps when the tear rolls down her cheek, “Yes, but-” she wants to say so much. It is not she who gets to chose. It’s him! They make her break the humans and she cries each time she has too. She just preforms her given task dutifully. It pains her when the humans pray to her, because she has no choice in the matter.  

But she doesn’t say anything. She can’t, Desire would unmake her for disobedience. Instead, she just accepts their badgering. “No, pet, we take advantage of this. While he does not have a say in the matter, you and I will execute as many plans as possible for his demise and when he escapes from his capture, we’ll see the Dreaming fall and crumble at our feet.”  

This...this does not sit well with Cupid. Not one bit. “My master, are you sure this is a good idea?” Her voice is barely above a whisper for she fears Desire’s vengeful side. Desire’s head snaps to her. “Don’t you want your master to be more powerful? To rule over so much more than people’s fleeting wants?”  

“I-” she stumbles over her words but can see when those golden eyes warn her what the true answer is. “I do.” Cupid swallows her tongue and this does please Desire. She’s always been the perfect pet. Capable of nothing more than what is told to her.  

But all she can really think of is the desperation in his eyes. One of the Endless, stripped and vulnerable. And he was pleading. Pleading to her. Just another lonely creature made to serve and one of the Endless were pleading to her to free him. But what could she do? She cannot touch the humans, she cannot even speak to them. The universe and it’s creators know she exists, but those they serve struggle to believe.  

One thing that Desire of the Endless did not take into account is that Love isn’t just desire in another form. It isn’t just a want for the pleasure that a human body gives. It’s also the dreams of the humans that give her any form of power. A dream of what more there could be past the fleeting moments of lust. Past the want for sex and through the to the soul.  

A dream that all humans have. To be loved. By their parents, by their siblings, by their friends, by their lovers. Love is something all humans dream of, late at night when they enter the sleeping world. And while yes, they do wish to be lusted over and want over others, what Love gives is much, much more.  

A cross between Desire and Dream. And if the humans cannot Dream of love, can they even love? If there is no Dream, can there still be Love?  

Idk if this is going to be a full story yet but if you think it should be and want to be in the taglist if it becomes one, just ask!

Part 2~

[scekrex]

It's my first time asking a prompt to ANYONE, and I'm horrible at english so if the prompt is bad you can ignore.

So Adam is visiting earth one day in human form(because Sera let him for once) and as Adams roaming around the city (He can do whatever you want on earth) he sees the reader and he's like "Holy shit... He's hot." So Adam flirts with the Reader and the Readers like "Wtf?" But he just goes along with it. But soon Adam has to go back up to heaven and he feels really sad, so he like kisses (ig?) the reader and the reader again goes "WTF??? but Okay? He's cute, I like him."

So like, a few years later, Adam is strolling around Heaven when he sees reader again, and he's in complete disbelief that the hot guy from earth is in heaven. So Adam goes up to him, and is so excited because he's never felt like that meeting somebody, except for Eve and Lillith, Adam than helps the reader around heaven and stuff like that, and than maybe like a time skip where one of them proposes to the other? Idk.

It's shitty, I know. But I absoulutly love your writing :)

Shush bitch it's not shitty and it was so fun to write!! So here ya gooo xoxo/p

Love at first sight, I still believe

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

This was supposed to be a quick thing, down to earth, get the shit heaven didn’t offer, leave.

Adam wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of walking around on earth, it felt dirty, impure. Sinners and Winners both roamed on earth and safety was never guaranteed and yet he came down there once a year when his creation day neared to get some of the food he liked so much that heaven refused to hold in store for him - like seriously, he was allowed to eat rips but some alcohol and chicken burgers were too much to ask for? Apparently.

He was just walking through the streets to get to the store he always visited as you came into his view. You were wearing some comfortable clothes, your hair all messy from a busy, stressful day at work and all you craved was your favorite drink. The angel in human disguise was interested immediately and therefore quick to catch up to you. “What’s a fucking pretty boy like you doin’ here,” the cocky smirk on Adams lips was huge and his confidence was on a level too high to even comprehend. You simply looked up at the tall man you’ve never seen before and raised an eyebrow at him. Adam was leaning against one of the shelves, his arms crossed over his chest and his chin tilted upwards which made himself seem even bigger than he already was. His human disguise came with a normal height, yet he was still taller than most of the other earthlings, looking over their heads with a height of 6 '5 feet. “Can I help ya, man?” was your casual response as you weren’t quite sure what exactly it was the stranger wanted. Adam craved his wings, he wanted to wrap them around you to pull you in but humans had no wings so as long as he was roaming on earth neither did he - it was a shame honestly. But his charm would work even without the golden feathers. “Oh fuck yeah you can, babes.” When the pet name left his lips you straightened your back and shot him a questionable look. “See, I’ve been looking for a pretty boy like you and your fucking ass seems to perfectly fit my type.” And he meant it because even though you were human just like all the others and for what Adam knew you could be the most horrible one of them all, you had a vibe. A vibe that told him you weren’t like the sinners, you weren’t like the other angels either. It was something about you that pulled him in, enchanted him even. And while your looks definitely played into it, it wasn’t fully because of them. There was something else, something he had no idea how to explain nor did he have a name for it. And if someone were to ask how to describe you in one word, Adam would have responded with ‘divine’.

You rolled your eyes at the attempts of the handsome stranger to flirt with you - the confidence he seemed to have was impressive, you gave him that, but over all? Way too much. He should try and play it smoother, less like he just wants to get in your pants and more honest - unless getting in your pants was his goal, then he met the wrong person by hitting on you though. Not that he would have known. “What’s next? You wanna ask me if it hurt when I fell from heaven?” At that the taller brunette snorted and shook his head, “Oh fuck no babes, I come from up there and I ain’t ever seen a dude quite as sexy as you there. And I’ve been there ever since the start of humanity.” That made you furrow your eyebrows at him, “What, you wanna tell me you’re Adam?” And for a second Adam thought he had slipped up, that he had just revealed who he really was and that Sera would come for his ass once he’s back in heaven. But then he led the conversation in a different direction by shrugging his shoulders and responding casually, “Well, that’s what my fam calls me, you however can simply call me Dickmaster, shawty.” You simply rolled your eyes at that, dickmaster? Was this dude serious? Apparently he was. Because his eyes were full of confidence and his body language looked quite proud.

You wanted to put that confidence of his to a test though, so you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him down to your height, a cocky yet lazy grin met his surprised expression as you spoke, “That so? Is that what your girlies call ya?” Adam, who had not expected you to react that way, was absolutely overwhelmed, yet he craved you even more for pulling a stunt like that. Confidence made you look even sexier. But no answer left his lips, the first man was a little too stunned to speak so all he did was staring at you. “What happened to the confidence of yours, dickmaster?” The people around you were staring at you, curious eyes were watching closely as you two did, what you did. But you really couldn’t care, not when the man flirting with you was quite handsome, probably the most beautiful dude you’d find in this shitty town. The brunette in front of you continued to just watch you, his brain was not able to answer you at all, not when he was able to feel your breath on his face. “Think I can reboot ya brain with a kiss?” you cockily asked, because while kissing him seemed tempting, consent was important. When Adam gave you a small nod - that was literally all his body was capable of - you were quick to connect your lips to his. And despite how much shit this dude had been talking, his lips were surprisingly soft and he wasn’t a bad kisser either - the exact opposite was the case if you were being honest. But his ego was huge already, there was no need to tell him.

-

The years had passed but the memory of him meeting you on earth for the first time felt still fresh, like it had just happened a couple hours ago. Adam was walking the streets to his favorite guitar store to buy a new set of strings when he spotted a familiar face. A face he should have already forgotten about but yet couldn't get out of his head at all. Your face.

What in God’s mighty name were you doing in heaven? Had you been as pure as Adam had thought you were? Were you as divine as you had looked?

Your eyes met his and you frowned at him, Adam had already completely forgotten about the fact that he was wearing his mask and even if you would still remember his human disguise, there was simply no way you would be able to recognize him with his exterminator mask on. Adam however walked over to you, confidence filled his body as always when he casually wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You flinched away from his touch immediately, removed his arm from your body and took a step back to create a certain distance between you and him. “You wanna tell me I’m that forgettable?” the first man asked and for a moment you were convinced there was a flash of hurt in those glowing yellow eyes that were on display for you to see. “I’m pretty sure I don’t fucking know you,” and while you the familiar sounding voice from somewhere, you weren’t sure if it was just your mind playing tricks on you or if you actually ever met somebody with that voice. It had only been a couple days since your soul had arrived in heaven after all. “Fucking excuse me?” the man next to you exclaimed, his hand moved to cover the center of his chest in a dramatic way which caused your frown to deepen. “You wanna tell me you forgot about the fucking Adam?” And suddenly everything fell into place and the memories came back to you. Adam, that’s who that voice of the stranger next to you belonged to. But the dude didn’t look the part, not even in the slightest. That’s when the first man seemed to remember his mask - he was quick to take the thing off and shoot you a lazy smile, “How about that, you fucking remember me now?” Your eyes locked with his and you saw the same cockiness reflecting in those golden orbs that the brown ones had held when you had met Adam for the first time. He looked different, not in a negative way at all. And suddenly everything fell into place in your head, he hadn’t been joking when he had told you he was the Adam because he literally seemed to be the Adam. The first man.

The brunette seemed to notice that you caught onto it, that you had just wrapped your beautiful mind around the fact that he was in fact the first human oh did the realization look good in your eyes - that caused his grin to widen, “Knew you couldn’t forget a man as handsome as me.” You were the one that was too stunned to speak this time because was the first man really flirting with you? Yet another winner, just one out of all the others? You were really nothing special - especially compared to him. But yet he seemed to be interested in you - fuck he had ben ever since had first seen you. “Why-” you wanted to ask him why he didn’t tell you, why he was interested in you, why you. But Adam’s finger which the first man pressed against your lips shushed you. “We got time babes. Let’s start at the fucking beginning.”

-

When someone would’ve told you a couple thousand years ago that one day you’d end up in heaven you would’ve called bullshit on that - not because you had been a bad person but rather because you didn’t fully believe it was possible to end up in heaven. And if that same person would’ve also told you that you’d be dating Adam in your afterlife? Fuck you weren’t sure how you would’ve reacted. But there you were, at a rock concert with your boyfriend Adam. In Heaven. And on top of it was your relationship with Adam, the most healthy relationship you’ve ever had in all of your existence.

The both of you had been dating for a good two thousand years, sure you had your ups and downs, but that was normal, that was the case with every relationship. But you and Adam had managed to solve the problems, well to be fair Lute had helped with some of the harder things, but you had made it. So when the singer started to shout the lyrics of the song you and Adam had claimed at yours and Adam dropped to his knee, you choked on your breath for a moment.

The brunette pulled out a small box that was covered in golden velvet, opened it with skilled fingers and extended the hand he was holding it in towards you. No words were spoken, not that you would’ve understood each other over the fucking loud music and screaming crowd anyways. But you were quick to join him on his knees, pulled him into a hug and buried your face in his neck.

Yes.

[pasha-rabbit]

Ok listen im the type of person who doesnt and WILL NOT simp on married men or women even if its fictional

HOWEVER Lillith and Luci are both a catch simping on both somehow cancels it out so WHY is there so little/no Lilith/reader/Lucifer works i cant find them on here or in ao3 im actl ripping my hair out this is the only time ive searched for an x reader in my entire life and theres little to no content for it on mh kneese begging the fanfic writers for this.

CAUSE AINT NO WAY YALL SITTING HERE THINKING LILITH AINT A DAMN FINE ASS HELL CATCH, THE THING I WIULD LET HER DO TO ME

I want her pick me up on her left shoulder and lucifer can be on the right she can carry us to the bedroom or couch and cuddle and kisses pls

Adam fucking FUMBLED hard can u imagine fubling such a woman i CANT AND NEITHER DID LUCIFER MANNNN

Im so absjejdkrpptgo

Am i incriminating myself rn? Yes however i must spread the word man...

Anyways

Charlie the fish:

[nick-writes-stuff]

Coming Home (Beel x gn!reader)

!!warnings!!: disordered eating (restricting) is discussed a fair amount since it's Beel!, use of MC, passing mention of talking with a mouth full (not in depth at all)

a/n: PART TWO IS HERE! I know I mentioned Mammon in the first part but my brain had an idea for Beel that I just had to jump on. I'm also happy to say that I now have an idea for Levi, Barbatos, and Diavolo as well as Lucifer and Mammon. Belphie and Asmo are just taking me some time to think of.

When you and Solomon had finally figured out how you could return to your original point in time, you were obviously ecstatic. Sure, you were still living with the brothers in the past, but the brothers in your timeline were just inherently different people than they were when they first became demons. You needed to get back to them as soon as you could because you needed them to know you were okay. More importantly to you, you needed to make sure they were okay.

You knew Beel would be distraught over your absence. The two of you had grown so close in your time in the devildom. You had routines of making breakfast, meeting up for lunch in RAD, and going out for dinner every Saturday to Hell's Kitchen. You couldn't imagine how he would have dealt with your absence without tearing up.

You couldn't believe how unfair the universe was to his poor soul. So many important people in his life were ripped away from him. Lillith was killed, Belphie was trapped in the attic, you were killed momentarily, and now you had disappeared without a trace in the middle of the night. It killed you to know that your absence was causing him pain, so once you landed from the portal, you started running to the House of Lamentation as fast as you could.

You didn't know what time it was when you arrived, but as you opened the door to the house, you knew you were interrupting a meal just from the smell wafting from the kitchen. You were happy because not only were you starving, but you knew exactly where Beel would be. You rushed your way into the dining room and scanned the table with utter glee.

While the brothers began to react to your presence, you quickly realized that Beel was not with them. The seat for the sixth-born was left empty, not even with any empty dishes waiting to be filled. You felt your smile fade as you were swarmed by everyone except the youngest, as Belphegor had dozed off at his seat at the table. Where was Beel? Why would he be missing dinner? It even looks like they had made one of his favorites.

You snapped out of your thoughts as Asmo says your name and waves his hand in front of your face. You blinked slightly and met his eyes. You had been so focused on your worries that you hadn't even noticed him talking to you.

"MC, you're okay, right? No injuries to speak of?" Lucifer asked, clearly worried about how you were acting. You felt bad for how you were acting because you knew it would be worrying them, as well as not giving them the joyful reunion they had probably imagined.

You cleared your throat. "Um yeah I'm fine, but where's-"

You were cut off by multiple questions from the other brothers.

Mammon began talking first: "MC how did you get back here?"

"Did you figure out who sent you to the past?" Satan chimed in.

"Does Diavolo know of your return?" Lucifer asked.

You sighed softly before answering in rapid succession: "Solomon made a portal once we broke the curse. No, we didn't. I don't think so." You said, turning to the respective person you were answering.

Lucifer turned on his heel and left without another word, presumably to contact Diavolo and Barbatos. Before Levi could interject to the conversation, you stopped him. "Guys, where's Beel?"

The four older brothers couldn't find their words before a half-alseep Belphegor perked up at his seat. "He's in our room."

"Missing dinner?" You asked. This was clearly a sore subject at the moment.

"Beel hasn't really eaten a meal with us since you vanished." Levi interjected.

"Yeah, he's been more reclusive than Levi, and that's saying something." Mammon joked, lightly elbowing Levi to his embarrassment.

You seemed shocked at the revelation, clearly trying to put the pieces together. Belphie yawned before chiming in: "He hasn't had an appetite since you left. He's barely been eating enough to sustain himself."

You nodded slightly while processing the information. Before you said anything, you hurried off into the kitchen. You opened what you remembered to be the cabinet with the plates to be met with pantry items. Of course they had changed the organization of the kitchen since the time you had been living in. You opened up several cabinets before finding the plates. You came back into the dining room and began dishing food onto the plate.

"Are ya that hungry that you-" Mammon started.

"It's not for me." You looked up as you finished the plate. The brothers seemed confused. You chuckled while grabbing a dinner roll. "He's gonna be hungry once he knows I'm okay." You said with a light smirk before taking the plate up the stairs.

You felt butterflies in your stomach as you approached his door, knowing all of the hardship in the past would be worth it when you saw his face light up. You knocked on the door a few times, rocking on your heels as you waited for him.

After twenty seconds or so, your smile dropped, knocking again with slightly more effort.

"I'm not hungry. Leave me alone." You hear Beel's voice muffled through the door.

You stayed persistent, knocking once again of the wooden door.

"I'm not coming down." He said, louder than before.

You knocked again. You heard rustling as if he was getting up. Soon enough, the door swung open and Beel stood dumbfounded. For a second he thought he was beginning to hallucinate because of the lack of nutrition. He looked you over for a moment without saying anything, almost like he was trying to determine if it was really you.

You gave him a playful smile. "Your brothers told me you might be hungry." You quipped. You held the plate of food up, drawing his attention to it. Once he saw it, you could hear his stomach growl.

He grabbed the plate from you, setting it on his desk and grabbing the roll. He rushed back over to you and threw his arms around you. He stuffed the dinner roll into his mouth before squeezing you tighter. Not enough to hurt you, of course. He was always mindful of his strength, but from the lack of proper nutrition recently, he was definitely weaker than usual.

You reciprocated the hug, taking a deep breath as you tried not to cry. Happy tears of course. You missed him so much. Sure, he was still there in the past, but it wasn't your Beel.

"I missed you so much." You said quietly into his shoulder.

He answered with an unintelligible sound that you quickly realized was likely him answering you with his mouth full. You laughed through your tears before he pulled away from you.

He had finished the roll before speaking again. "Are you okay? When did you get back?"

You nodded. "I'm fine, don't worry. I just got back maybe 10 minutes ago. I ran over as fast as I could." You said as you watched him return to the plate of food you had retrieved for him.

"You know, we were worried sick..." He begins, trailing off as he started eating the fries on the plate.

While you were glad he was finally feeling better and willing to eat, it killed you to know that he had been hurting so much. "I know. I'm sorry." You said with a frown.

Beel sat the empty plate back on the desk. You didn't want to know how he managed to eat it so fast. He turned and looked at you, clearly puzzled. "Why are you sorry?"

You shrugged slightly. "I just feel bad because I know you guys were probably really worried."

He reached over and touched your shoulder lightly. "Hey you didn't choose to get kidnapped and sent back in time right?" He asked.

You seemed confused at his question. "Hell no. Of course not."

He smiled slightly, "Then don't feel bad. It wasn't your fault."

You met his eyes with tears threatening to spill from yours. He pulled you into another hug, and you held onto him tightly.

You stayed like that for a moment until he pulled away. He leaned down and kissed your forehead gently. You then heard his stomach growl once again. You smiled slightly as he seemed to get somewhat embarrassed.

"How would you feel about going to eat at Hell's Kitchen with me?" He asked.

"Your brothers made dinner already though." You said.

He jokingly looked offended. "Wow, you don't want to have some alone time with me?" He said with a smirk.

Your smile fell slightly. "Okay I didn't consider that aspect of the deal. After careful reconsideration, I would be delighted to join you."

He chuckled softly at your phrasing, breaking out into full on laughter as you said "I don't know how well your brothers will appreciate that though."

He seemed to consider it for a moment. "I'm sure it'll be fine." He said. He reached out his hand, and you intertwined your fingers before leaving his room.

[venomspikesss]

Drew a redesign of charlie from hazbin hotel x3!!! Changed her story too.

As soon as Charlie was born, Eve and Adam ripped Charlie from her mothers arms, claming she could be redeemed.

She was raised by the couple in heaven,sheltered away from the world. as she lived her life like any other angel, Lillith and Lucifer despaired over the loss of their daughter, and so they conjured a plan to get her back.

They made contracts with the living, granting them great power in exchange for their souls. It was only a matter of time until they managed to create a whole army.

Vaggie instead of being an ex-exterminator is now Charlies bodyguard, charged with making sure that she is safe at all times and that she doesn’t find out about her past.

After a few years, Charlie learned of her past when overhearing a council meeting between the seraphims and Adam and Eve. They were discussing about Lucifer and Lillith, as they were concerned that they’d been onto something. They also mentioned how Charlie could be dangerous, that she was of bastard blood, and that she couldn’t be redeemed by the holy light. Mortified, she spoke with Vaggie, and after a long talk, Vaggie explained everything. they agreed to keep it a secret until absolutely necessary.

Charlie couldn’t bear to know that people would be suffering right beneath her feet, and so with the help of Vaggie and her bestfriend Emily, Charlie managed to launch “project haven”: a rehabilitation camp for sinners and hellborn. By now, hell has been split into two parts: the contractors , and the damned. Under disguise, Charlie created the hazbin hotel for sinners to stay in and took in damned souls in exhange for them to work at the hotel.

Here we meet Alastor. He joins Charlie to spite the V’s, determined to gain more power. He offered Charlie guidance and workers, and here we meet the rest of our cast. as the series progresses the V’s try to sabotage Alastor and the hotel and we see how Charlie is progressing with the project.

After overhearing a conversation between Vaggie and Charlie, He kidnaps Charlie and attempts to black mail Lillith and Lucifer. Idk how to continuie this story, so how abt u continue it in the comments?;D

[universaln0b0dy]

The archer (obey me! x reader x oc)

intro:

long ago, right after the brothers fell, the archer who shot Lillith couldn't live with the guilt of having killed someone. As a self inflicted punishment he ripped of both of his wings, falling into the human realm. Out of his wings grew two children, made out of nothing but sorrow......................

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You awaken to the smell of breakfast. It shouldn't be a daily occurrence for a college student but for you it was, all thanks to your childhood friend who has never been able to sleep well at night. The red-haired woman stood next to the stove, watching the eggs in the pan.

You look at your reflection, as you turn your head to the side before chuckling. You wore the purple sheep onesie she had gifted to you a while ago, you carefully hit against one of the ears before turning back to Jeanette. "How long have you been awake now?"

Jeanette shrugges, turning towards you, before putting the scrambled eggs onto a plate. "Probably since 4 am?" Her deep blue eyes you always associated with sadness slowly wandered over to a letter on the table.

"A letter arrived for you." She suddenly side eyes you, while you go to grab it. "[MC] you didn't join any cult right?" You look at her in shook shaking your head. "No! Why would you assume that?"

Jeanette nods her head towards the letter. "Because you are invited to devildom by some dude called king Diovolo or something."

You rip open the letter and carefully skim over it. It was a shady looking exchange programm, but you were way to courios to not try it, so you decide to sign it, with a lil twist. "Can I sign with your last name, Jean?" You ask Jeanette, who tilts her head. It wasn't the first time you both had done something like that, mostly when it came to small unimportant papers when neither of you knew who to sign you would simply go with [MC] Schuetze.

"Yeah, if you want." Jeanette mumbles, looking at the paper before shoving a whole piece of bread into her mouth. And so you signed it, only for the letter to disappear.

"Well that was weir-"

And gone where the two of you.

[mrplantfr]

Adam x loyal reader

I've never done this sorta thing so its definitely gonna be trash lmao

Warning!// major nsfw, swearing, religion. Minors, DNI

Adam and you were always together all day, and always talked about eachother. And, when you two got married, things just got more and more worse. By that, I mean obsession over eachother. Wearing eachother's clothes, using same products, always spooning when sleeping, per names, etc. Yk, the usual. Part of it was because he didn't want to loose you like his last wives.

One morning, your husband woke you up at the ass crack of dawn like a child on Christmas. He was estatic saying "Babe, c'mon! Wake up! Get up right now, please!". All you could do was groan and half assedly try to get up.

When you were finally awake completely, (sort of) you asked "Why are you even waking me up at four in the morning?" "Well," he responded "lucifer doesn't know i have a wife again, so I was thinking we could go to a meeting to show off I have a hot wife and he's rotting in hell! Doesn't that sound fun!?" No, it wasn't going to be, but he was so insecure and he looked so happy, you just had to.

As you were walking there, he was gushing saying how happy and excited he was to shove it in that he was married to a hottie and he couldn't steal you. But you were pretty concerned. You knew he was going to try and pull the same stuff as lillith and eve, but you knew it wouldn't work. But, you knew it would hurt your partner, wich hurt to think about. Of course, you held his arm the whole time.

When you arrived, you sat on Adam's lap instead of a chair, to make things clear. (And his dad bod made it really comfortable). "Jeez, its been half an hour, he should be here by now." you mentioned. "Don't worry your sexy little head off, it's gonna be worth it." He said in a villainous type of tone. All the sudden, BAM, the door flew open and lucifer stormed in. And then he noticedyou. "So, whos the lady? Rawrrr~" lucifer asked Adam. "My wife" he said smugly. "Oh, well," he leaned towards you "is this fatso really satisfying you, or is it pity?". Adam's giddy grin turned to an upset frown immediately. "YES I DO" he screamed, slaming hand on the table. "I asked her, not you." He said smugly. "So, be honest: what pain does he put you through in the sack?"

You immediately got up, "He is far better than you. You might think you can steal me like those two other tasteless home wrecking assholes, but not me, I have dignity in who I marry. Get your sorry ass away from me and my husband, with your lonely divorced ass who gave your daughter daddy issues." You pointed to the door, as he was taken aback. Adam was stunned, yet also thought it was hot not gonna lie.

Lucifer quickly stepped out, while you sat back on Adam's lap satisfied with what you had done. Adam stayed silent, but not for long. "Babe, that was- FUCKING HOT." He was hard as a rock, and you noticed. "I can tell, but, I love you. I wouldn't leave you for that twig." you said reassuringly, stroking his hair with your hands. A quick peck on the cheek from you and he carried you bridal style home, lovestruck. And when you got there, he was sure to fuck you shamelessly.

He threw you on the bed and ripped your pants off immediately. He didn't have time to take his robe off though, he just rolled it up and started thrusting. Your back was bouncing up and down off the mattress, making LOUD creaking sounds, and it was delightful. "A-adam~ fuck, ngh~" you moaned. "Scream for me, bitch." And you complied. "Fuck- THATS SO HOT" you screamed. with a load tone. He eventually took his cock out, and you were creaming like a mad man. "P-please~" you begged him to not stop, but then he, without warning, shoved two of his massive claws in your clit. "FUCK, BABE" you screamed in pleasure, surprisingly, the claws didn't hurt, or the pleasure was covering it up. He was happy with the screamed you made, music to his ears. "You're gonna love giving me head later, huh?" He said. "Y-yes, babe-" all the sudden, he stopped that too. You were upset, but let out a loud sigh, when all the sudden, he pulled you by your collar on your shirt. "You gonna show me what you're capable of, sweetie~?", he asked flirtingly. "Y-yes, anything for you."

"Good~" he said. Then you pulled your head down between his legs and put his tip in your mouth. You swirling your tongue around it made him groan. "F-fuck, babe-" he said under his breath, he was tired, but not too tired to get head at least. Then you started bobbing your head, slowly but damn, it felt good. He was making indescribable noises, but he was enjoying every moment.

Eventually, you two were too tired to continue, so you put your clothes back on and went to bed. "Good night, hot stuff." He said, before passing out. "Night, babe" you said as you kissed his forehead and went to bed aswell, holding eachother in a warm embrace.

WOW, that was a weird first fanfic, but I liked it. Tell me what you guys think and please don't bully me TVT

[heiilari]

Lillith....I loved you the moment I opened my eyes and saw you. Yeah, Eden was beautiful but you were just...so much better. You were like me when nothing else was.

I worked my ass off to make you happy, to make everyone happy. But all you did was think about yourself and what you wanted. You never once thought of me as a person too.

You hurt me more than Lucifer. He stole you because you let him

You told him to force Eve to take the apple.

Every bad shit that ever happened is because of you. The only good thing you did was make Charlie, and that's because she didn't inherit anything from you.

I loved you. You couldn't love me. So you ruined everything to make yourself better. I hope it was worth it.

Anon letters ||| accepting

A deep sigh is going to come out of Lilith's mouth as she rubbed her temples ever so slightly. this narrative was all INCORRECT . so now she had to dissect it

"Okay... lets start off with the first matter.

I did not think of only myself I was thinking of a future. I did think of you as a person ADAM . I do not play the game of " you are lower than I" . that has always been disgusting and futile as well.

I always saw you as a person it is just my ambitions were not the same as yours. I wished to explore the world more and find out more ... and you wished to stay within the walls of Eden. I accepted that

LUCIFER did NOT steal me either. I WILLINGLY left you. I did not want to hold you back from whatever you wished to do. I knew I was incapable of giving you what you WANTED .

HOWEVER claiming that I forced LUCIFER to give Eve the apple is where you are SORELY mistaken. WE both wished to gift Eve the apple none of us KNEW what would happen if someone ate the apple.

I didn't even know and I am sure Lucifer didn't as well. but allow me to reiterate what words mean

FORCE: coercion or compulsion, especially with the use or threat of violence.

CHOICE : an act of selecting or making a decision when faced with two or more possibilities.

Eve DECIDED to make a CHOICE and EAT the apple. we did not force her to do ANYTHING that she did not wish to do. she made that choice herself. we merely gave her a CHOICE

so quit that forced bullshit act.

You are always the one to quickly blame OTHERS. but can we not forget that the world is ruled by mistakes and choices and last I've seen you are FAR from innocent . so back off with that bullshit.

CHARLIE has GOTTEN things from ME as well you fool. she has the innocents which I have had ripped away I will ALWAYS support my child as well so keep her name out of your mouth

I did NOT ruin ANYTHING or EVERYTHING for you because I couldn't LOVE you. WHAT happened with the apple was a ERROR . a MISTAKE. I did NOT Know what would happen. but I will NOT allow you to try and play victim because I did not know what would happen if Eve ate the apple.

I do NOT feel good about what happened with the apple NOR what happened in Eden. at least if you are going to try and blame someone make sure that you are aware of the actual reasoning. not just so you can have your pitiful act of being the victim. because news flash Adam

EVE was a VICTIM

LUCIFER was a VICTIM

I WAS A VICTIM

YOU are not the only one who was a fucking victim

now GET OUT OF MY FACE"

[sammyluvr]

angel reader who has slight beef with ruby bc of what she’s doing to sam and finally conveys how they feel distaste towards her bc she’s manipulating sam and trying to cause issues. and sam’s like ‘oh what would you know you’re different than her’ or smth similar bc he thinks demons know more about closing the gates? and so after sam kills lillith he prays to reader all the time bc they felt bad and left. and he’s apologizing like you were right i’m sorry i couldn’t see that please forgive me and there’s extra guilt and betrayal bc it’s mutual pining and idk i had a lot of angel reader thoughts

angel reader my love <333

ugh i love this so much like the obvious implications of angel versus demon. i like the idea of angel reader being more like. understanding about it. they know that sam's being manipulated and that he's dealing with a literal addiction so they aren't blaming him, they're trying to point out that exact truth; that ruby is manipulating him and taking advantage of his vulnerable state after dean's death and then the addiction. but he can't see that, so he's sort of rude to them about it.

and they understand that they can't get through to sam right now and also he lowkey hurt their feelings even though angel feelings are weird (they love each other but don't know it hehehe).

sam praying >>>>>>> like his religious guilt goes crazy and it goes even crazier for them because!!! he has repressed feelings for them that he's starting to realize he has now after ruby's dead and he's like. shit i messed this up forever and i'm never gonna get them back and they'll never trust me and i'm unclean and will never be fit for an angel :((((

and reader listens and listens and longs to go to him when the time is right, but they're for some reason under heaven's watchful eye, so they have to wait and wait and sam thinks they'll never come back to him :,) rip lol

[samanddean76]

Joyous Memories Amongst The Sorrow

Sam knew Bobby thought that he had lost his damn mind.  That much was clearly evident given the look on his weathered face, the one that he kept trying to hide from Sam, whenever the old hunter would glance over at him as Sam white knuckled the steering wheel of the Impala.  The man that both he and Dean had always thought of as a pseudo-father figure.  Bobby had insisted that he accompany Sam on this errand, saying that it was something that Sam shouldn’t be doing by himself.  That this was no time to be alone. 

As much as Sam loved Bobby, there was simply no way that the man could truly ever understand what Sam was going through at that moment.  The one and only person who possibly could was no longer there.  And that was precisely why Sam was suffering. 

Dean was dead.  Dead as a fucking doornail dead, after having been ripped to shreds by a bloodthirsty hellhound.  All the while Lillith had laughed at the agony that washed over Sam���s face as he watched his big brother being slaughtered.  Being taken away from him, just a few feet from where he was pinned to that goddamned wall in the Norman Rockwell ode to Americana nightmare home.  Lillith had tried to kill Sam, but her plans had gone off the rails completely then, and Sam was left alive.  And alone. 

Totally, completely, and utterly alone.

Sam had pulled Dean’s ravaged body close, as he cradled him tight, as tears streamed down his cheeks, as he sobbed out his pain and misery to the uncaring universe.  Knowing that there was absolutely nothing that he could do, not then anyway.  Because Sam had needed to devise a plan.  Knew that he had to keep Dean’s body safe while he did so, because it couldn’t be allowed to go up in flames, because once one of Sam’s desperate plans finally succeeded, Dean would need that body to use. 

And that was all there was to it.  Period.  End of discussion.

Bobby had been justifiably skeptical, had tried to insist that Dean needed to be given a proper hunter’s funeral, but Sam had let him know in utterly unmistakable terms, and in the harshest of tones, that that was not going to happen.  Ever. 

So, Bobby had come along, as Sam drove the Impala through the night.  Searching for the one place that he knew Dean would want to be.  Where he would want to rest for all eternity were Sam to fail in his all of his many plans. 

It had been a beautiful night, when Dean had driven them to that field in the middle of nowhere.  John had been dutifully passed out, sleeping off another successful hunt, and Dean had told Sam that he had a surprise for them to share.  Sam had been all kinds of excited energy as Dean had driven the Impala, out past anything that might cause alarm or draw undo attention.  He had pulled off the road, driven into the tree lined clearing, turned off the Impala, and handed Sam the keys. 

“Surprise is in the trunk, squirt.”  Sam had grimaced at the nickname but had gotten out to see what Dean had been waiting for him to discover.  Once the lid to the trunk lifted, Sam couldn’t stop the mile-wide grin that had split his face, as he looked at the full box of fireworks. 

They had shot off every single one that night, almost burned down some old, abandoned house in the process, but it had been so incredibly wonderful to see Dean’s brilliant smile as he held the roman candle aloft over his head, as each colorful puff of smoke and fire lit up the night sky. 

The handle of the second shovel of the night splintered and broke, and with a savage cry, Sam threw it away, as he fell to his knees and began to use his long fingers to claw at the hard earth, so that he could dig the hole that he so desperately needed.  So that he could keep what was left of Dean safe.  Protected until Dean would inevitably need it back. 

Bobby’s hands were on his shoulders then, as he tried to hold him, offer what little solace he could.  Sam shattered then, as he screamed and raged at all that had come to pass.  As the tears flowed in an unending stream of sorrow.  As Sam tried desperately to pull himself back together, so that he might be able to finish this.  One. Goddamned. Thing. 

Bobby pulled yet another shovel from the trunk, and he finished digging Dean’s grave as Sam sat nearby, cradling Dean’s cold corpse close.  Without another word spoken, Dean had been lowered into his final resting place. 

A place that had held such joy once.  But now only knew sorrow. 

After having knelt on the freshly churned soil for hours, Sam finally let Bobby drive them back, as he curled up on the backseat. 

Wishing on all the shooting stars they had ever witnessed streaking across the vast night sky.  Hoping for a miracle to occur.  Praying that he was still alive to see it. 

That his everything would come back to him one day.

[preciouslittle-bhaalbabe]

Listen Lillith and Astarion are adorable and have the sweetest vibes, Briar and Astarion are just getting started and have potential to be super cute.

But I missed me some evil glowy red eyed bastards. Cirrus' save got bricked by an unknown mod and so did Ellie's (rip angels) SO yeah here's Tomie

(it only seemed fitting lol I mean it's basically her). And my version of villain Astarion >:3

They're gonna be reasonably evil. Some murder, some ruining of lives, some grand ascending with little regard for the cost. You know, the usual. She will also be a Minthara kisser because I am the god of this game and I make the rules lol

Also Asty baby you missed. That's her cheek pookie lol

[the-wandering-seer]

Roleswap AU between heavenborn & hellborn

I've got a roleswap au taking up space in my head and I've got to write it down if I want to free up that space so here it is:

Lucifer never fell, but Sera did. I'm not sure how Emi is her sister in canon but in this fic Sera created her from her essence as a sort of clone. But being born in hell Emi's still mostly a demon. Charlie's an angel, but still

Lucifer would never order the exterminations, but Sera would definitely go to war on heaven faster than lillith ever would. So it's different from canon but the plot beats are very similar. Sera is waging war on heaven bc she wants to end her people's suffering by taking heaven's resources. Emi doesn't know because while the rest of hell knows she's pretty much confined Emi to her castle bc "Hell is dangerous". Lucifer doesn't exactly let it happen like in canon, but he doesn't counterattack heaven either. Sera knows how to make heavenly arms, and even if the demons are weaker than angels, they heavily outnumber them.

Charlie wants to rehabilitate sinners still, and her hotel is in heaven but very separated and guarded so no demons could attack heaven from there. She's still not taken seriously, not because of her personality, people think that's cute, but because her response to the war with sinners is to help those sinners. Sera wants to stop her cause her attempts offer an alternative to Sera's armies, thereby weakening her, and even though if they succeed it helps her people, she thinks its doomed to failure.

Vaggie was a soldier of the demons, but killing a defenseless child proved different from killing an adult who was fighting back. Lute attacks her like in cannon. She had moth wings that got ripped out, so when Charlie finds her she assumes she used to have angel wings.

Adam's a sinner in this timeline, he ate the fruit. Lute's still his Lieutenant.

Overlords and Sins are still in hell.

Alastor breaks into Emi's castle while the army is out attacking heaven. He reveals the war to her and she leaves with him to fight against it. He manages to bring her to the hotel and offers his services to Charlie to make up for having brought someone Sera would definitely target next attack.

BTW, the IMP crew are in heaven, and they are still assassins. Inspired by the "people are happy that they died" line, IMP(don't know what to call them in heaven) kill people to reunite them with their families. Racism against low-ranked heavenborn isn't as big as in heaven, but they're still looked down upon for, you know, the murder. Heaven doesn't have scarcity, so they're not doing it for the money, they're doing it because even as angels they are murderous.