#this is the guy who signed off on the Exterminations

[allastoredeer]

Know of any Radioapple fics where Lucifer starts out as the jerk/dick in the relationship?

Unfortunately, I don’t have any radioapple fics where Lucifer starts out as the jerk 😔 which is a huge fucking shame.

I did recently go through the Hazbin tag on AO3 and saved a TON of fics that caught my eye, so maybe one of those will have it. I’ll keep you posted 👉👉

Not to self-promote but my radioapple series “Just Kiss Already” kind of starts out with Lucifer being a jerk in the beginning. It’s intermingled with him slowly developing feelings for Alastor and feeling obligated to help him for helping Charlie, but his bitchy side REALLY shows itself in the fourth installment “Chaggie’s Totally Legitimate Dating 101 Crash Course.”

I enjoy Lucifer and Alastor being mean to each other, but part of Lucifer’s character arc is going to focus on his aversion to sinners and how he thinks of them (in light of his growing feels gs to Alastor, a sinner who definitely earned his place in Hell) so he’s still going to have a lot jerky moments.

[experimentfae]

Could you do yandere Adam with a small imp/succubus hybrid reader who's incredibly shy and selectively mute? They're pretty much a precious little kitten, considering they have cat-like behavior and instincts, but don't be fooled. They can and have killed many. I can imagine them meeting when they go with Charlie when she goes to meet Adam and Lute in her father's place. (This is pretty much my oc from my yandere hazbin hotel/helluva boss x oc fanfic. Ps, they write what they want to say on a small whiteboard they carry with them. They will hiss, growl, scratch, and bite you if they don't like you or are scared and in a state of fight or flight)

Yandere Adam x Shy! Imp/succubus hybrid! Reader

Oneshot

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You believed it would have been any normal day in hell not expecting Charlie to ask you to come with her to meet the leader of the exterminator’s.

“Wait really, but how? And why me?” “Well (y/n) I trust you and you’re the nicest demon I know.” she wouldn’t be saying that if she knew of all the killing you did but you kept that to yourself “I- um.” You looked as she gave you puppy eyes you could never say no, especially to your best friend.

“Sure I’ll go.” She then hugged “thank you, thank you now come on let’s get going.” You immediately as she sang her song the others watching you two leave.

After the song ended and you two made it to the Heaven Embassy, but when you guys walked in it was very creepy to say the least why were the light not on? “Uh a-are they available?” You questioned looking around “They should be, my dad never usually wrong about this stuff.” Just then a gold sign in sheet for in front of Charlie face.

This made both of jump in shock “totally not creepy.” Charlie spoke, she is definitely right this is weird but Charlie signed her name in and the letter suddenly lift up to the hell knows where then suddenly a door opened.

“This is still super creepy.” You whispers Charlie seemed to ignore it as she went through the door and you followed after “uh hello is anyone, here?” “Sup.” This made you both jump you hid behind the chair immediately, You see an Angel eating rips with another Angel behind him.

Charlie introduced herself and Adam seems genuine for a moment until he figured out he was just a Hologram “ha! I fucking got you did you see that shit?” “Yes sir.” He then laughed fucking hilarious. Just then his eyes moved to you “uh, who that with you there?.” This grabbed Charlie’s attention. “Oh this (y/n) there here to really sell the point that I’m making here.

You avoided eye contact. But this didn’t seem to faze him if you looked and if Charlie noticed you two would have seen the look of lust he gave you.

Then Adam suddenly talked about his life and his one night stand on the weekend just some other stuff. But then Charlie remembered the meeting was almost over so Charlie was talking about the hazbin hotel and the good it can from it, Adam didn’t seem to care half of the time he was looking at you or interrupted her.

Let’s just say he didn’t agree then he threw Charlie out but held you back for a moment “I need to talk to you… lute keep an eye on that one shrugging towards Charlie.

“Wait what a- Charlie got interrupted due to lute closing the door behind her. You let a cat like hiss feeling that you’re in danger what fucked up shit is he gonna do, cut your head off as a warning or something like that these thoughts fueled your anxiety until Adam spoke.

“Oohh feisty but chill out babes.” You felt your tail wag in irritation “let me give a little proposal I might give you a good word with upper management she also known as sera but I’ll only do it if you let me take you out.”

Your eye’s widen in shock “what?” He smirked “I know, someone as hot as ME taking you out, but yeah it’s the real deal babes, so I’m gonna take it as a - “n-no.” You clench your hands “that’s a weird joke or?” “I-it means n-no.” This shocked him “what, I’m fucking Adam the first man! I’m fucking awesome even princess what her face seemed to agree with that.” He growled out.

You did it bother to continue this conversation heading towards the door “Hey don’t walk from me so soon.” You felt him grab your wrist you now felt more terrified at the end of the day you knew he had more power in his hand then you would have you’re entire life.

“Or do I need to do something else? How about I consider her little passion project? Sounds good to you?” This made you hesitate “I… for the fist time you looked in the eyes and saw how he looked at you with hunger, but this could really help Charlie and her cause, you believe in her. “Ok I’ll… I’ll go with you on that date.” he smiled “perfect I’ll pick you up this weekend oh and no worry it ain’t gonna be down here on this dumpster fire, I’ll pull some strings and give you a day in heaven for the date, see a babes.”

You left without a goodbye feeling Shame, Charlie ran up to you “(y/n) are you ok?, what happened? What did I he do?” You didn’t have the heart to tell her “I… I don’t want to talk about it.” You looked away just wanting to go back to the hotel, thankfully Charlie siding push it even though she looked worried.

It’s been a week and today is the date. Well you u are going to heaven so maybe you should dress your best.

“(Y/n) what making you dress in such a fancy attire.” You looked to see alastor “oh it’s just I have a, uh date of sorts.” His smiled widen and his eyebrow arched “oh who is the companion?” You became nervous “it’s- it’s um some guy named Archer, he want’s to take me to… um bloodysteaks that new restaurant in the gluttony ring.”

He did it seem to buy it but this was entertaining enough to him so he riding question any further “if you say so, I guess we’ll see you later on.” “Yeah see ya later on Alastor.” Just then you heard a knock from you’re window. You looked to see Adam himself “who the fuck was that and wow sexy as hell babes, got dressed up for me that’s sweet.”

You groaned in annoyance and let him in “thanks, now let me open that portal and we are on our way.” He opens the heaven portal and you went through to see a beautiful city “wow.” “Yeah fucking wow this is paradise, now let me take you to ‘heavenly delights’ the most fanciest restaurant in town. you had to admit it really look like a paradise even the sidewalk looked super clean.

“But seriously who the fuck was that guy you were talking to?” “Wait alastor, he’s just a friend.” He rolled his eyes “what?” “What, what you mean what, he look like he wanted fuck you, I’m the only one who’s allowed to do that.” Allowed? This guy really is entitled but you didn’t stand up to him afraid of what would happen if you did.

You guys made it to the restaurant but realization hit you “wait how did you know I was in the hazbin hotel?” He seemed surprised by that answer “well I… let’s just order the food ok babes?” You didn’t push it thought if you had to take a guess he has been watching you this week.

Adam order for you due to your shyness You guys got your food and the food was really delicious, he guys made small talk, the worst part is you kinda liked his company, just that he kinda is a douchbag most of the time. “Alright but seriously let me pull some strings and you can be living here with me.” “I just need you to give the green light to the hazbin hotel Adam.”

He laughed “oh right that, I’m gonna be honest hot stuff I’m never gonna give green light to that thing.” You became frozen “what.” “I said what I said I’ll never agree to that.” “But you say- “I said I would consider it, doesn’t mean I’ll agree it. Ok now you felt stupid “and I know you said didn’t want to be here but, I already made arrangements and got your sexy ass into heaven.”

Your tail stood up in shock and felt your face contort to shock you really hard the Earle to chock him like your other victims. “yeah I know admit you love it, you love the idea of living here.” You immediately got up and left the restaurant “hey what the hell?!” Spoke Adam as he flew after you “I didn’t want that!” You yelled with tears in you’re eyes “oh come on you will be the first hell born into heaven but pretend that your a human, because sinner is no but a HELLBORN making it into heaven, a hell no, I had to tell sera some bullshit story.” He stated.

You looked away from him “oh calm on you love it up here eventually, you will look hotter then you already do and besides the effects are starting right now.” “Wait what?” You felt feather on your back and you touched your head to feel a halo “Oh no.” “Oh yes!”

“Wait can I at least say goodbye to my friend’s” you asked tears in your eye’s “hmmm, no, oh and don’t think about leaving me because if you do I’ll just make sure you’ll be a target in the next extermination.” You were shocked “yeah I love you babes put sometimes tough love is needed.”

“But I- I” he shushed you “now come on you will love it here and overtime you’ll learn to love me.”

<- Back to MasterList or back to Hazbin Hotel

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Charlie watching Lucifer put on his best suit and is checking himself in the mirror.

Charlie: Dad what are you doing?

Lucifer: what i do every extermination day

Charlie: yeah but don’t you think that’s a bit much ?

Lucifer: i have to look my best for my date, Charlie. You’ll understand when you’re older.

Charlie: I wouldn’t call it a date…

Lucifer: Then what would you call someone being in love and trying to wooe their soon to be lover?

Charlie:…stalking…

Lucifer: You call it stalking, I call it love.

Charlie: He literally begs you to leave him alone very year…

Lucifer: It’s how we show our love. I wouldn’t expect you to understand, you’re much too young.

Charlie: Well okay…

Later, during the extermination day..

Charlie sighs deeply as she watches Lucifer chase after the first man.

Charlie: No. This is definitely sexual harassment and stalking.

Adam in the distance: Fuck off!! How do you have the time and energy to be this fucking annoying every year!

Lucifer: Oh Adam! I love your dirty talk! Makes me so horny!

Charlie facepalms: You’ll never win him over like that Dad…

Obsessive Lucifer who tries to win Adams heart over every extermination day? The contract he has with heaven is made to keep Charlie (all hellborns) safe from the exterminations but also there was fine-print that forces Adam to always be included in the extermination day yearly, even if he doesn’t want to be apart of it! It’s the only way Lucifer could trick Sera into letting him come down to Hell.

Au: Lucifer was in love with Adam in Eden. When he fell, he became depressed and distraught because he thought he’d never see Adam again. Heaven and Sera does their best to keep Adam away from Hell and Lucifer. Until Hells population becomes to great and the extermination is put into place.

To ensure Lucifer does not intervene with them, a contract is made. As long as no hellborn is touched, Lucifer wouldn’t intervene with Heavens business in Hell. Knowing Sera would never willingly allow Adam anywhere near him or Heaven, Lucifer tricks Sera into signing the contract that has the first man listed as one of the exterminators (not the leader).

Every extermination day, Lucifer goes out of his way to bother Adam and Sera can’t do anything about our because if she did anything, she could break the contract. Lucifer would destroy all the exterminators in Hell and a war would be called.

Adams just an unwilling toy at this point. Poor guy.

Adam: I just want to sleep in my bed and watch Netflix! Why do i always have to come down to this shithole and put up with you!

Lucifer spreading his arms eagerly: we could watch Netflix in my chambers! I have a triple queen bed!

Adam: Just leave me alone!

Lucifer: Never!

OMG I FUCKING LOVE IT!!!

I am so weak for Lucifer being a love sick stalker lmao.

[claireverlasting]

Ah yes there it is, the chapter where most of the les amis died hugo misquoted the iliad. Buckle up people, this is long.

So! This is the paragraph in les mis (hapgood):

Homer says: “Diomedes cuts the throat of Axylus, son of Teuthranis, who dwelt in happy Arisba; Euryalus, son of Mecistæus, exterminates Dresos and Opheltios, Esepius, and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless Bucolion; Ulysses overthrows Pidytes of Percosius; Antilochus, Ablerus; Polypætes, Astyalus; Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene; and Teucer, Aretaon. Meganthios dies under the blows of Euripylus’ pike. Agamemnon, king of the heroes, flings to earth Elatos, born in the rocky city which is laved by the sounding river Satnoïs.”

And this is the one in book 6 of the Iliad (Peter Green translation, line 12 to 36)

Diomēdēs, good at the war cry, now slew Axylos,

Teuthras’s son, whose home was in well-built Arisbē:

a person of wealth and substance, hospitable too,

for his house stood on the high road, was open to everyone.

Yet of these not one was there to save him from wretched death,

by facing the foe before him: Diomēdēs cut off both

him and his henchman Kalēsias, at that time

his charioteer; together they entered the underworld.

Euryalos slaughtered Drēsos and Opheltios, then went

after Aisēpos and Pēdasos, whom on a time a nymph,

a naiad, Abarbarea, bore to blameless Boukoliōn.

Boukoliōn was the offspring of noble Laomedōn,

his first-born, though his mother bore him in secrecy.

Tending his flocks he was when he lay with the nymph,

who conceived and delivered twin sons. It was of these

that Mēkisteus’s son undid the power and the resplendent

limbs, and stripped off the armor from their shoulders.

Astyalos fell to the staunch fighter Polypoitēs; Odysseus it was finished off Pidytēs of Perkōtē

with his bronze spear, while Teukros killed noble Aretaōn.

Antilochos, Nestōr’s son, with his shining spear laid low

Ablēros; Agamemnōn, lord of men, slew Elatos

who dwelt in steep Pēdasos by the banks of wide-flowing

Satnioeis. The hero Lēïtos caught Phylakos

as he fled him; Eurypylos slaughtered Melanthios.

Descriptions got deleted (fairs), some orders got switched (why), literally can’t find a Meganthios aside in les mis so pretty sure Meganthios/Melanthios was a typo on hugo’s part (sigh), Lēïtos got deleted (sorry dude), and wow wait what was that?

Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene;

…what.

Long story short, the original part was a description on the Achaeans’ side, and Polydamas—you’ll see him later in the Iliad as the guy who tried to stop Hector’s attack on the ships because of a bird sign—was a Trojan, and very, very much shouldn’t be here.

Funny enough, Hugo used another part of the Iliad later, and would you look at that:

…or, like Phyles, father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of mail, a present from the king of men, Euphetes;

The one in the Iliad (book 15, line 520 to 534):

Megēs, on seeing this, sprang at Poulydamas, who

ducked away from the blow. Megēs missed him—Apollo would not

let Pánthoös’s son be vanquished among the front-line fighters—

but instead hit Khroismos full in the chest with his spear.

He fell with a thud: Megēs started stripping the gear

from his shoulders, but Dolops, a highly skilled spearman, attacked him,

Lampos’s most warlike son, and Laomedōn’s grandson,

a man well acquainted with fighting valor, who now

thrust his spear squarely into the shield of Phyleus’s son,

coming at him from close quarters. But the thick and plated

corselet he wore protected him, that Phyleus long ago

brought back out of Ephyrē, by the Sellēïs river,

a gift from a guest-friend—Euphētēs, lord of men—

to wear in battle, a defense against enemies: this

was what now kept destruction from the flesh of his son.

Wrong kid! Phyleus/Phyles’ son was Megēs, not Polydamas. Another interesting thing happened a little earlier of this part (book 15, line 518 to 519):

…while Poulydamas killed a Kyllēnian, Ōtos, the comrade

of Phyleus’s son, the great-hearted Epeians’ leader.

Well now we know where that weird little kill count came from earlier.

Anyway, maybe Hugo just wanted to reference the fancy armor later so he pull Polydamas forward (not even his armor tho), maybe he messed up his notes, we will never know. 🤷🏻‍♀️

[mitch-the-silly]

(Left under the Lucifer one-shot!)

AND I SHALL DELIVER!! Just had to think where I was taking this, but I think I'm satisfied with this part 2!! I absolutely adore throwing biblical canon into the Helluva verse. It rejuvenates me!

Had to put on "He Is" for this one. You know the Lucifer content gon' be good when I tune in to Ghost-

Lucifer and gn!Fallen Angel!reader

Scenario!

"Brother in Falling" Pt.2

Part 1

You stared at him as he spoke. It had been so long since you’d seen Lucifer. Matter of fact, you’d far forgotten what he was like. You didn’t really interact with him much during his time in Hevaen and it had been years since Heaven banished him. He seemed so… gentle. This was the “bringer of evil” that Heaven so warned you about. Drinking coffee, talking about his daughter and how he wanted to be more involved in her life. You felt lied to by heaven. He was just a guy, a nice one at that.

“What about you, you got anyone? Or had…?” He asked, hoping he wasn’t picking a any unhealed scars.

“Me? Well… I had a couple of friends, sir. But they turned their heads to me when I fell.” You replied, taking a sip from the coffee he’d made you. It was quite good if you said so yourself.

“Oh, you don’t have to call me that. I’m not really your sir… But uh… What did you do when you were in heaven?” He spoke, curiously posing query.

“I was just a measly guard at the court… Nothing too important… But you… you were The Moring Star! I mean, I owe you that respect. You were once God’s favorite.” You replied.

“Well, what can I say? I did what I could! Guess they thought I was too revolutionary for them, but joke’s on them! I’m not doing half as bad! Haha!” He laughed, somehow giving off the vibe that he was forcing himself to feel this way.

“They wasted your talent. You’re a great person, Lucifer.” You spoke sincerely.

“T-thank you… I… I haven’t heard that in some time…” He chuckled, oddly proud to have received that compliment.

“No problem!” You smiled softly.

“H-hey uh, I know I mentioned presenting you to my daughter, Charlie. But, There’s protocol in place in acase of another fallen angel. It’s just been… eons since someone else has fallen… I know I’m technically The Only One, but I was an archangel, they just undermined the six the followed me down here.” He explained, huffing at the end.

“Protocol? What do you mean by that?” You asked, lifting your guard just a little bit.

“Well, Uh… techinchally when a new angel falls, we need to hold a meeting because you’re uhh… a new powerful force in Hell. Even more than any naturally occurring being in any of the Seven Rings. We didn’t do it with Vaggie, because she was an exterminator, and they’re sort of at the bottom of the chain. When I found out she was a fallen angel, I just advised her not to point the weapon at everyone that crosses her path. Not like she actually stopped doing it, but eh, bureaucracy. Regardless, you’re a first choir angel, an uhh…” He stared at your form for a moment scanning for any sign on of what class you belonged to. Unable to tell, he blushes in embarrassment, feeling that he came off as weird for staring at you. “Sorry, uh, what class are you?” He asked, looking away in embarrassment.

“A Throne. I’m a throne… Or was…” You replied in a mumble.

“No no, it’s ok. You don’t have to deny it if you don’t want to. You can be whatever you want, I’m sure not gonna tell you anything, and I’m sure not gonna let anyone tell you anything.” He chuckled. “But yeah, You’ll find some of us have rejected or kept our respective titles as we’ve pleased. I mean, shit, I may not be in heaven, but I’m still a Seraph!” He laughed, giving you a sympathetic smile.

“Thank you, Lucifer.” You replied. You were already more welcome here than anywhere else in Heaven. It warmed your heart that you were somewhere where with beigs who appreciated you.

“Either way, you’re a Throne and that might throw off the power balance Hell has, considering that unlike sinners, you can go wherever you want in Hell and, shit… you’re more powerful than some of the Sins… But that’s besides the point! The point is, there’s a bureaucracy I have to follow when it comes to this. It’s just a brief meeting about uh… what was it again…? Uhh… well, your place in Hell and the denizens of your area… oh but all the rings are… full uh… welp! That’s what the meeting’s for! Just to uh, determine your place in the hierarchy.” Lucifer explained, giving you a weak smile. He wasn’t too sure in himself, and you could tell. Seemed like he was going through a rough patch.

“Right… uh… but hierarchy? I don’t… well, I’d be lying if I sad I didn’t wanna, but I don’t think I’m uh… suited to just be put into a leadership position in a hierarchy that has existed for eons and eons. Are you sure about this…?” You asked, clutching your coffee mug.

“Well, the meeting is to figure all of that out! You should bring that up when it happens.” He explained. “Excuse me, I have to make a couple of phone calls…” He added, letting out a small chuckle, getting up from the chair that he sat in. He walked off to a corner; you could hear all of his conversation anyway, but at least he made the effort to politely move to the side.

“Hey! Mammon! So, I’ve got some news! A new angel fell! Uh… We need to hold a meeting and- Yeah know your time is money, but unless you want me to really make you pay taxes as you should be doing, you’re gonna make this government work!… Yeah, Good to know you’re coming, I’ll text you the schedule when I get everyone on board. Yeah, bye to you too.” He sighed, hanging up, and dialing another number.

“Satan! Hey, so uh, I have some crazy news. A new angel fell, and we need a meeting as soon as possible. You’re busy? You missed the annual meeting earlier this year, you’re not missing out on this one! It’s an emergency, don’t make me threaten you like I did Mammon a minute ago…. No I’m not telling you which of the three Choirs they belonged to until we set foot in that meeting room…Good, I’ll get you the schedule when I have it. Yeah, yeah, you grumpy bastart.” He sighed.

You stared at him in confusion despite knowing exactly what he was doing. You knew he was invoking the other 7 Sins to the meeting. You simply sat there uncomfortably, sort of fidgeting with the mug. He noticed this, and before dialing, he walked towards you, giving you a gentle smile.

“Hey… It’s ok. If you think you’re being a burden, you’re not. This is a grand occasion! Charlie, went and stirred up Heaven. You being here is a victory for a new and better world!” He reassured you, continuing the dialing of the next phone call.

“Hey! Ozzie! Yeah, I know I rarely call you anymore, but guess what?” He began.

You couldn’t help but wonder what everyone else had become. You’d seen these seven virtuous angels fall and become the Seven Sins. Of course, they were all driven by their own desire to pursue their respective sins, but it seemed Lucifer’s pride was more on his work. He didn’t seem to have bad intentions either way…

“Yeah yeah, thanks Ozzie, you’re great! Bye!” Lucifer smiled as he hung up. “He’s the only one who never misses out on meetings. The real problem is getting Beelphegor to attend… He is the sin of Sloth…” He joked at you, looking for the next number to dial.

You continued to drink your coffee thinking of what was to come. When Lucifer was done with all the phone calls, he turned to you. “So, I haven’t given them a meeting time, but I’d rather give you some time to adjust. Uhh, in two days sounds fine?” He asked, ready to put it in his calendar.

“Oh, uh, s-sure…” You replied, brushing the feathers on your wings. Wincing at the broken appendages.

Lucifer gave you a slight look, frowning at the sight of your small show of pain. “Hey, if you wanna, I can take you to the hotel now. You need some rest…” He suggested, putting his phone in his pocket.

You nodded gently, “You must be annoyed with me saying thank you, but… You’ve been nothing but kind to me since I got here… And I… put a hole through your roof…” You sighed, pouting in a bit of frustration towards yourself.

“I already said you’re not a burden… Plus, us fallen angels have to look after each other.” He smiled.

It wasn’t long until you two arrived at the hotel. He refused to fly and show himself publicly (not to mention you couldn’t fly anyway.), so the limo it was. The car ride was full of chit-chat between the both of you. A warm feeling overwhelmed you as you spoke to him. You hadn’t spoken to someone this genuine in a long time. Perhaps being sent here was the best thing that happened to you…

[jarofstyles]

Reaper 10

Reaper is a dark story with dark and mature subject matter. 18+ NSFW

A shorter but very important update. Finally heading closer to the meat of the story hehe

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wc: 6.6k

warnings: violence, rage, reaper on the edge of it all

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“Good fuckin’ riddance.” Harry spit onto the body, life slowly draining from his veins as he bled out on the floor. “Piece of shit.” 

Since the guy thought it was ok to sell people, to own and control their lives, Harry thought it was fitting that he had no control over what happened to him in the end. Cutting off each finger and toe, beating him, a few levels of torture. It wouldn’t make up for the lives he had stolen, the innocents that he had killed in the process, but it was some sort of revenge.

“Clean this shit up.” He barked at one of his brothers, giving another disgusted glance at the soon to be corpse before stalking out the door. His hands were bloody and bruised but he felt a tiny hint of relief. Getting rid of scum always did feel good in a weird way. One less person who would harm people who didn’t deserve it off of the earth. He liked to think of himself as an exterminator of sorts. 

“Where’s Bunny?” He grunted as he kicked the basement door shut, seeing Viper at the bar playing cards with Wiz. Cigarettes hung from their mouths as they turned to look at him. 

“Kitchen. May want to wash the blood off your hands before you see her. Look like a horror villain.”

Harry was too far gone just fresh off a kill, any consideration he had for his look at the minute was non existent. All he knew was he needed to see his Bunny if he wanted to get out of this headspace anytime soon. 

The past week and a half had been busy to say the least. With no signs of the stalker, he and his brothers buckled down on finding the last of the scum involved in Mia’s case. It took lots of convincing, but Bunny was safe and protected by his brothers. They were all afraid of what would happen to them had she not come home in one piece. 

The Reaper had been all the more violent and impulsive ever since the stalker appeared. His brothers had all noticed. Viper’s solution was to keep him on killing duty, hoping it would take the edge off like it usually did. It seemed that his feelings for Bunny went much deeper than any of them could imagine. 

Harry pushed open the door to the kitchen with his elbow, immediately feeling his muscles relax at the sight of his girl. 

“Okay so, we just want to make sure we gently tap them— so when they lift in the oven they have that little foot.” Bunny was teaching Mia how to make macaroons. Strawberry and cream ones.

His back relaxed slightly when he heard her soft spoken instructions, his body tuning into her voice. He didn’t say anything yet, going to the sink as he felt her eyes on him. 

She didn’t deserve bloody hands on her. She needed clean and soft hands with tender touches right now. His exhale was slow, trying to shift himself out of the rage induced fog. 

There was a reason people called him the Reaper. It wasn’t unknown. He turned off. He turned into someone else when he was there. The red brain space. He turned off a lot of his emotions besides the ones needed to get him through, the ones usually consisting of anger, rage, bitterness, aggression.

Shaking the water off his hands, he grabbed a paper towel and began to wipe his hands free of water, the jerky movements alerting Y/N to his mood. 

“One second, Mia.” She said quietly, patting her back. Mia knew how the score went, nodding as she turned to mind her business. She knew better than to get involved with Reaper’s business. Everyone should.

Approaching with caution, Bunny placed her hand on his lower back first not wanting to startle him in this state. It always seemed off, his energy changed completely and radiated off of him like a thunder cloud looming over his head. 

“Hi Baby,” She turned on her charm, resting her head against his back a little bit to ground him. It was better for her not to look at the blood that was being washed off into the sink, it was hard not to notice the smell though.  

“Mia and I are making macaroons, we already made a batch if you wanna taste one, I can bring it to you.” She wanted to go along with things as normal, try and remind him of how things were when he wasn’t in this headspace. 

“Or if you want we can go to our room and snuggle.”

She was always gentle with him in this headspace. It was a little scary at first but Harry wouldn’t hurt her. That was something she knew without a shadow of a doubt. Especially when she felt him relax a little bit with her hand rubbing over his back. 

Her eyes looked over his shirt and noticed it was fairly clean, except for a few specks of blood on the hem. It was a weird feeling, to think that the man who was so damn tender with her had just moments ago, been violently ending a life. And that his first instinct was to go back to her. 

“Room.” He grumbled, turning around once he was sure his hands were clean and taking her face into his palms. Y/N felt the damp, cool fingers on her skin and gave him a pretty smile, searching his eyes. 

They were dark. Different. It always seemed to happen like this. 3 times this past week and some days, he has sought her out after she pretended to not know what he was doing and found her doing something mundane, peeling her away from the friends she had made here to keep her close and breathe in her scent. 

He ignored Mia’s presence, leaning down to capture her lips in a hard kiss. He wasn’t shy about it, turning her around and tucking her into the corner of the room while he kissed her roughly. Fully. Bunny knew he wasn’t fully out of the weird, almost animalistic face and she was ok with that. She just wanted him to calm down eventually, and she enjoyed that she was the person that had that power. 

He pulled back and kissed her again, sliding his hands under her shirt and caressed the hot skin of her lower back. It was grounding to him, feeling her smooth flesh and the softness of her curves, the sweetness of her mouth and taste testing prior batches. She smelled like the baked good and hints of her shampoo. He wanted to bathe in it. “M’so angry.” He admitted against her lips. “Want to fucking…” He huffed, resting his head against hers. “I don’t regret it, Bunny. I’ll keep killing those fuckers. I’m going to keep doing it and I’m going to keep coming back upstairs to wash my hands and find you after.”

He warned her. “I should terrify you.”

“You don’t.” She wasn’t lying. He didn’t scare her, maybe a little, but only because she could tell it wasn’t him. Was it dangerous for her to believe that she was the only one to get him to calm down? Would her luck run out one day? It was something she tried not to think about too much. She preferred to believe him and their feelings for one another. 

“It’s just what you do… I understand, you aren’t like that with me. Why would I be afraid?” She asked the question that was never really meant to be answered. Instead she moved to press another kiss to his lips, her hands wrapping around his wrists to hold them comfortably. 

“Come on, let’s go. We can watch a documentary about sea lions.” After their little trip to Vegas they’d been watching a lot of animal planet. Something about the animals also calmed him down. 

“Let me just tell Mia.” She would have to fend for herself with the macaroons. She only had to let them bake off and cool off now. The filling was the easy part.

Harry leaned against the doorway as he watched her go to inform Mia when he heard his name being called from the front room. It was Kid, he knew, but he wasn’t sure what the fuck he wanted. 

“What?” He snapped, stalking through the kitchen with irritation obvious on his face until he saw the red envelope he held in his hand. “What the fuck is that?” 

Though in his stomach, he had a sick feeling. He already knew. 

“It’s addressed to you.” He said quietly. “To Reaper. It was stuck in the gate, someone shoved it up between the bars. I saw it on my way in.” The envelope was snatched over quickly, Harry’s anger boiled again heavily in his stomach. 

What the actual fuck?

“Funny, you think you can keep her hidden from me. I see her everyday.”

Harry was just about to snap when he noticed the back of the note felt a lot like a photograph. To his own horror, there were photos of her in the parking lot on a few desperate occasions this week. His Bunny, oblivious and stunning as ever, on her way back to this place this fucker has now made his way to. 

Any ounce of solace he’d found in Y/N’s touch a few moments ago had drained from his body, replaced by a new, much more sinister rage.  Without much thought, Harry slammed his fist against the nearest flat surface which just so happened to be the kitchen door. 

Kid took a step back immediately, trying not to flinch at the flying pieces of wood now scattered across the floor. 

The room went silent, nothing but Harry’s heavy breathing and the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. 

“That’s it!” Reaper was here in full force, not even noticing the blood gushing from his knuckles. “I’m going to butcher this rat. I swear to fuck no one better stop me, I will end his entire blood line so help me god.” His breathing was heavy, teeth grinding against one another. 

Bunny stood speechless, not really sure what to do in this situation. She wasn’t even sure what he was yelling about until she noticed the envelope. 

He’d found them?

“Reaper.” Viper barked as he watched Harry go towards the door. “He isn’t out there. He wouldn’t be. Don’t go shooting into the road.” He had watched as Harry took the gun from his back holster and held it in his hand, the rage shaking through him. 

This place wasn’t easy to find. But obviously, whoever the creep was, didn’t just fuck around. It was making Harry angry. Yes- it had been their idea to poke the bull, but it only made him more upset now knowing the lengths he would go. The disregard he had for his life meant that was the same for his thoughts on Bunny’s- he didn’t care. He was insane.

If he had any clue what Harry belonged to, what his name meant, the rumors and whispers, he would know better. Obviously he lacked sanity for the fact he was stalking someone to begin with but after all the warnings, after all the attempted scare offs… he was still at it. 

“He’s watching her. He’s at her school. He’s insane.” He shook his hand in the air, the gun waving around. The safety was on- Bunny was in the room. “I’m going to lose it.”

“I know, brother. I know.” 

“No! None of you caught someone taking photos?” He hissed, looking around the room as he raised the weapon. “None of you saw a fucking camera?”

“Obviously not. Put down the gun.” Viper ordered. “Your girl is in the room. Put it down.” He said it lowly, the twitch in his hand and the reminder making him listen. 

“I’m taking her away from here for a while. We’re fucking leaving. Make sure someone is at her mom’s place. Nowhere is fucking safe around here.” He hissed, turning to Bunny. “Go get your stuff. We’re going somewhere away from here. Wiz- get us on a fucking plane and someone go get me fakes to get out of here. I just-” He ran his bloodied hand through his hair, not even feeling the pain with the anger that made him burn. “How the fuck did he find us here? There’s a gate inside a gate.”

Bunny took this time to approach him once again, setting her hand on his back as she always did and tried her best to stay calm. She needed to be calm for him. All she wanted was for him to come with her, but it seemed like Viper wasn’t going to let that happen. 

“Let me clean up your hand and I’ll go pack.” She spoke in a gentle and level tone, reaching for his bloodied hand without hesitation. It hurt her to see him like this, so angry and distraught because he couldn’t do anything about it. He was trying his hardest, she could see it. She wished she was able to help more. 

Viper looked at her in warning, obviously worried about her safety. He didn’t know how they were in private, she felt like he had no right to command her. She knew what she was getting herself into. Bunny looked from Harry’s hand to Viper with a small pout, hoping he would let her do this. 

“Follow me.” Viper let out a sigh, leading Bunny towards their in house infirmary. She made sure to keep an eye on Harry, rubbing his skin to soothe him the best that she could. He was still heaving, she could see the cogs turning in his head.

He was like a live wire. 

Bunny watched his face carefully, not afraid of him but afraid of what he may do. It felt like the last few days he had been like a dog pacing in its cage, but this was a whole other level.

His jaw was clenched and his breathing was heavy, but his face had turned stone cold. His eyes? They were dark. Hot. Livid. She was treading with caution. 

He was on another planet right now. He was in protector and killer mode at the same time and it was killing him. Reaper wasn’t one to run away from conflict in any capacity. Harry, however? He just wanted to keep Bunny safe. That was his goal, always. Her safety. 

“You okay to be alone?” Viper asked Bunny. He didn’t want to offend Reaper but he also took her safety seriously.

“Yes, I’m okay. He won’t hurt me.” Bunny repeated once again, knowing it would only be worse if they were to separate the two of them. If they wanted Harry to calm down in any capacity, removing her was the worst they could do. 

Viper eyed the two of them for a moment, facing an internal battle. He couldn’t live with himself if he let Reaper hurt her, but for some reason, he trusted her. 

“I’m going to help Wiz sort out your trip. When you’re done here just meet me in my office.” Viper spoke calmly, giving her a look as if to say ‘be careful’. The metal door made a quiet crashing sound as he left, leaving the two of them alone. 

The bright overhead lighting of the infirmary wasn't creating the most soothing atmosphere, but Bunny tried her best to be the softness Harry needed as she guided him to sit on the bed. 

Her hands delicately pushed his hair away from his face and behind his ears, watching his snarling expression carefully. 

“Can I get the first aid kit?” Her words were gentle, not wanting to leave her stop from between his legs if he wasn’t ready. She knew her body was something that kept him grounded and she didn’t want to irritate him.

He simply nodded. 

It felt better in the quiet. No music, no nothing but the gentle touch of Bunny.

Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. 

He had to keep her safe. The rage bubbled again before it ebbed, her hand stroking over his arm as she returned with the kit. He wasn’t worried about the split knuckles or the throbbing he felt in his hand. He had a high pain tolerance for as long as he could remember, but he felt a bit bad under all the anger about her life being disrupted. That he couldn’t just be… a normal protector. That he had to worry about snapping. 

He’d always had a bad temper, but this sort of anger was new. He hadn’t cared too much about anything else for a long time. Now that he cared so much for her that it felt like she was injected into his damn blood, he felt out of control. Not having control over finding this guy was making him  feel certifiably crazy. He’d never been sane, mind you, but he even knew it was bad now. 

His thoughts lingered on how he had never wanted to take someone out more. The person who caused all of this shit, who made it unsafe for her to even be alone in the places she had grown and loved. The places she learned.

“Baby?” She whispered softly in an attempt to get his attention, gently starting to wipe off the dried blood as she disinfected the open wound. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t wanna,” Bunny cooed, “just come back to me.” 

She let the hand holding his caress his skin in a form of comfort, using tweezers to get the splinters out from under his skin.

“You’re very angry, I know… I can imagine how frustrating it is— you are doing everything you can.” She wasn’t sure if her words would be of any help, but she wanted to say them anyway. “You’ll get him, I know you will. But for now, we are here.” 

A small hiss came from her as she watched the peroxide bubbling over the wound. He didn’t even blink. It made her heartache seeing him so empty and drained. 

Harry watched as she began to wrap his hand with gauze, turning it a bit to make things easier for her. He’d never had someone handle him with such care in this state. It baffled him to think she wasn’t afraid. How could she be so brave? To trust him when he didn’t trust himself. 

“All done.” Bunny smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the bandaged hand. She didn’t expect him to speak, she was waiting patiently till he was ready.

He sighed, looking over her face. She was so fucking good. A little damn angel plopped into hell and he had to be the one to protect her. He’s never experienced such a panic in his life. Self doubt that he would be able to keep her safe. 

It fucked him up considering this was supposed to be the safest place.  That someone could get by without being noticed was a tell to some sort of skill. Wiz was an incredible guy when it came to security and electronics. He had either blocked the alarms or there was some sort of rat. 

He couldn’t trust most of these people right now. While he definitely felt guilt for that considering he knew 99% of them were on his side, there was a possibility someone wasn’t. And he wouldn’t chance that.

“Damn it.” He snarled. “You… I should be taking care of you.” His face showed irritation and instead of backing up, she repeated the soft action of brushing his long hair back out of his face that had fallen out of his low bun. “I’m supposed to take care of you and you’re here… fucking bandaging me up. Being so fucking sweet. “

“Is that so wrong?” She asked confused, “Think I wouldn’t be taking care of you if this wasn’t happening?” Of course she would be. Bunny enjoyed caring for him and providing a little bit of peace in his very rough and heavy lifestyle. 

To think he’d ever imagine it as a burden, as if life wouldn’t have thrown something else wretched and horrid her way had it not been this. 

“You are taking care of me. I’m here and I’m safe.” Bunny tried her shot at getting him to see things from her perspective. “You need me right now, that’s okay… I’m right here.” It had almost become natural for her to tend to his anger before she began to process her own feelings. She didn’t think it would help to dwell on the idea of someone watching her, she was already paranoid enough as it was. 

“I want to help this feeling, I know I can’t, but please… you have to let me.”

He growled in frustration. It was almost infuriating how sweet and understanding she was because it was his problem. He felt like he was making shit even harder.

“I just… I feel like all I fucking do is drag you down. This was supposed to scare him away.” He stood up, walking away from her. He needed to breathe, to pace for a minute. “This shit was supposed to protect you. And I made it worse.” 

He tugged at his hair, his bad hand throbbing at the action. He really was wanting to pull his hair out. A woman like Bunny didn’t belong in this decrepit, dangerous place and yet he had dragged her down. There was no  way out of it either, not without the guy being dead.

All he knew was that he had access to the school area, was good at technology, was lanky and tall and was a little bitch. A creep. He hated him more than he had hated anyone else because he had no regard for Bunny. It was obvious at this point. 

“I need to take you away; like a fucking coward. I’m running away but I don’t give a fuck. We need a break. You need to be somewhere you feel safe. You think I don’t see it?” He asked, approaching her again. 

“You think I don’t see when you disappear inside your head and you try your best to just pretend like you’re fine? I see right through it. You’re not processing any of this shit of whatever it is you’re supposed to do. And I’m worried. I’m worried about you, mentally, physically, emotionally.”

He was right. 

She hadn’t been processing it properly, but she was in distress and though he was blaming himself for making it worse, who knows what would have happened if he continued? It was just like Bunny to divert the conversation though. It seems Harry wasn’t having it today. He stopped her before she could speak. 

“You know I’m right about that. Bun, listen, I’m not in a good fucking space right now. I don’t even know how I’m talking to you cause I’m my head I just want to tear this place to shreds. I need you to tell me if I’m stepping over the line, cause you’re being so fucking sweet— I don’t deserve that!” He shook his head, the last line coming out a bit louder than he’d anticipated. She could only shake her head at him. 

“Harry— I’m trying to deal with it how I can. We both are. It hasn’t really hit me these past few times, I haven’t been letting it. I just know I won’t be able to keep going on with my life if I think about it too much. You know I’m in my head because I’m trying to self soothe… there is no answer to these feelings, they fucking suck. I know. This guy is fucking crazy. He could have done worse if you didn’t get involved. Who knows? The what ifs are killing me. Please don’t blame yourself for any of this. It’s not your fault.”

He swallowed thickly, his heavy breathing the only sound in the room before he dropped his hands, letting them smack against his sides. 

Fuck. 

He didn’t mean to explode on her. It’s the last thing she needed. She didn’t need his shit on top of everything else but he was so… so fucking scared. He didn’t like the idea of her getting hurt. He didn’t like that she wasn’t communicating it with him. 

“Can you please just tell me… tell me about it when it does come up? When you feel like it’s too much?” Harry was well fucking aware he wasn’t the easiest to talk to. He wasn’t. He was  intimidating and easily irritated and he had tried to build a wall between them in the past. It would be understandable why she would be hesitant before but now? Now he was doting on her. 

He wished she trusted him. 

“It is my fault. You shouldn’t even be in this position. I wish you had been able to fucking trust me enough when it first started happening so you could have told me. I know that it’s my fault you didn’t. It isn’t your fault at all.” He huffed, walking back to her. “I don’t deserve your sweetness . I was supposed to look out for you when Sterling left and now look at this shit.” 

He felt like he had failed. He had failed her.

She was trying her best to stay level headed, trying not to blame things on herself for not telling him sooner. Seeing him like this was making her emotional, she didn’t want him to be so stressed. 

“I’ll try, I promise.” Bunny said with a small sigh, “It’s hard for me in general. It's not that I don’t want to tell you these things, it’s just hard for me.” Y/N swallowed thickly, looking up at him with glossy eyes. “I didn’t think not telling you would come to this… I would have told you right away.” 

Bunny snaked her arms around him in a hug, squeezing his body to hers, listening closely to his heart beat. She kept her head there for a few moments, relaxing as she felt the weight on his hand cradling the back of her head.

They were a mess. The both of them. Harry knew that this wasn’t exactly healthy- nothing with him probably would be- but he didn’t have it in him to stop his indulgence for her comfort.

He couldn’t keep himself from pulling her as tightly as he could to her body, exhaling heavily as he pressed a few kisses to her head. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m fucking sorry for all of this shit.” 

The hoarseness of his voice caught her off guard. His anger was still there but he was still being soft with her. That was the difference. He never lifted a hand meant to harm her. Never. He never would. 

“It’s okay. We’re going on a trip and we can just… we can try and forget about this for a little bit.” She whispered against his shirt. “Just pretend to be normal for a bit. I don’t even know where we’re going but I’m going to be safe with you. Maybe we can feel ok when we get away.” Her choice was muffled against the fabric but he heard it. 

“I will do my best, baby.” He mumbled against her hair. “Don’t think it’ll ever be normal with us again.”

-————-

“Okay everything you need is here. For the time being, you are Ryder and Kitty Davidson.” Wiz spoke as he placed the documents on the table. “I got you rings as well, congratulations.” He winked trying to make light of the situation. 

“You’re flying First class to London. Your flight is in about 4 hours so you should get heading to the airport as soon as possible.” He continued, looking up at Viper to confirm the details. The two of them thoroughly planned this trip to ensure their safety. 

“I’ve booked you in indefinitely at the Londoner hotel. It’s very central with high security. They know you want your privacy and for their reputations sake they won’t fuck up. If you want to change locations, I trust Reaper knows his way around better than me.” Wiz let himself trail off as he tried to remember anything else he might be missing. 

“I’ve arranged to have a car pick you up under the name Davidson. It’s one of our own so no need to worry. He’s returning a small favor.” Viper added, checking his phone for any other updates before looking at the two of them. 

“We’re going to have some decoy cars leave first. One is going to Reaper’s place, one will be going to your Mom’s, and the third out of town.” Viper explained the plan, “We’re leaving through the underground exit in a completely different vehicle. All you have to do is finish up with packing and we’ll be on our way.”

Bunny was still amazed at some of the things the club was able to do. There were a lot of whispers about the things they were a part of from the normal people, the people around the town. But based on their assumptions, no one would have realized they had this sort of money. 

Harry had explained they had eggs in a bunch of baskets, some legal and some… not so much. That meant an influx of cash and places to launder it through.

She knew if this was any other time,she would be asking tons of questions. Why? How? What? But right now she was putting her trust in Harry and the guys of the Devil’s Keepers. Viper and Wiz had always shown up for her since she met them and it was a welcome thing to have. 

“Thanks for putting this together.” He nodded at Wiz, taking the folder from him. “We will call you when we land with the burners.” 

“I’ll be prepared for a thick cockney accent.” Wiz joked, making him snort. Yeah, right. He was more of a Manchester and London hybrid but that wouldn’t make sense to him. Harry’s accent had thinned since being here as a teenager but he knew that it would thicken the moment he stepped back there. It usually got stronger when he talked to his mum on the phone, so he could imagine how easily he was going to fall into it later.

Bunny had never been out of the country before, this was something completely new. The thought of it was actually exciting if she ignored the whole point of the trip. The running away from a stalker bit. 

Harry had always talked about his life in London, with a fondness she really saw in him elsewhere. It was as if he wondered what his life could have been had he been dealt a different hand. It seemed like his life there wasn’t that fruitful, but his returns to the country had always been pleasant.

“You packed warm, yeah baby?” He asked quietly, his Reaper persona taking a step back now that they had a plan. In all honesty, he was relaxed because he knew his way around London better than any man. He swore it. No one would want to willingly go to his ends. That he was sure of. 

“We’ll get you more clothes.” He spoke without even listening to her response, he had a feeling there was nothing warm in her duffle here in Vegas. Poor girl was in for wind and rain and clouds.

“We will?” She quirked her brow. “And just how will I do that?” 

“M’gonna buy you some. You need jumpers and jackets. The only one you packed was one of mine.” He gave her a slight look but it was in jest. He liked her in his clothes. The black jumper with slightly frayed sleeves tended to be her favorite and he wasn’t going to tell her no. Thankfully he had been able to grab some warmer clothes but not too much. He’d need to shop as well. 

“Well, I did want to buy some stuff.” She admitted, leaning her head against his arm while she looked into his duffel bag. “You know the cool shopping places in London? Not the designer ones but hole in the wall shops?” She liked to buy stuff that was unique, but she didn’t have the chance too often here. Her slip dresses were a staple but she did want to get some good jeans in London. 

It was definitely a way of coping. Y/N knew that eventually she wouldn’t be able to push the fact that this trip was to evade danger from the back of her mind anymore. She would have to accept it at some point. But god damn, did she want to pretend it was just a trip with her… boyfriend? Lover? Whatever they actually were. 

“I think so.” It’s been a few years since I’ve been there.” The last time he had traveled back was 3 years ago, briefly. Only 2 weeks to get some things settled. He hadn’t been back since. “We’ll have to see. Things change rather quickly, but I found a place last time when I ruined my trousers.” He replied, zipping up the duffle bag.

“All right, Sniper say we are all set to go. If you have everything, let’s get to the car. No time to waste.” Viper was a bit on edge himself, not having expected someone to find the clubhouse. Nonetheless, he had no intention of letting Harry know he was worried. He needed Reaper to have a break. As much as they needed him, for all of their sakes, it was better he went. 

The sound of their footsteps against wet cement echoed as the four of them descended down to the tunnels. They had a few for safety reasons. They had a bunker, a few rooms where most of their dodgy business took place. Killing and disposal and what not. Towards the end though was a garage full of three cars with the exact same plates. One was red, one was black, and one was white. 

“Take your pick bun.” Viper decided to make light of the situation. These cars were all clean. For the most part. They were mostly used for situations like these, getaways for safety. The plates changed after every use so they couldn’t be tracked. They cycled through wrapping them in different colors. It was all to keep things as anonymous as possible.

Bunny went for the white one. The red would get attention, the black was an obvious inconspicuous choice, but the white was a medium level. Harry was quiet for the most part now, helping her in and waving to Mia. She was playing decoy. Her hood was up and it was obvious she was a woman but the tinted windows would hide some of her features, making it easy to confuse the both of them. 

“Thank you.” He said quietly to her. Despite not talking to her much he appreciated even the slightly risk she put herself in for Y/N’s sake.

He got into the car with her, placing his hand on her thigh immediately. Y/N noticed this was something he did subconsciously. He didn’t even really seem to think about it. Every time he sat down next to her or drove with her, his hand would rest on her leg. Squeeze or rub or just rest still, he liked having a hand on her.

Her hand rested on top of his with a sigh, fiddling with his anatomical heart ring. He had a few he switched around but he rarely took this one off lately. It was chunky and large but it suited his hand, bruised knuckles and all. Her cheek rested against his arm, trying to let go of her nerves. 

“S’okay.” He comforted quietly. “We’re getting a break from this. Maybe the guy will get tired of it. If he doesn’t… we’ll come back rested enough to finally get him.”

Harry was exceedingly exhausted. His eyes were heavy all day but he couldn’t sleep. Nervous about her, about the freak breaking in somehow, someway, and hurting her. It plagued him like a nasty sore that wouldn’t heal.

Wanting to keep the stalker off their trail meant that Viper and Wiz had to stay low profile. The guy would recognize the two of them and they didn’t want to risk it. Instead, he had other members who had not been seen with Bunny to drive all three cars. 

“Be safe, yeah?” Viper nodded at the two of them from outside the window. “Have fun, little rabbit. Enjoy it.” The words were tender as they fell from his mouth. He wanted nothing more than for her to enjoy her time away from all of this. To have a bit of freedom again. 

Bunny gave him a small smile and nod, watching as he gave Harry a small fist bump before their window was rolled back up. The sound of roaring engines soon filled the space, each car making their way out. They had a few come out the front as well, this creepy wouldn’t know what was coming.

She didn’t dare to speak up as they traveled down through the long, narrow, and dark tunnel. It seemed like it kept going and going. She wasn’t sure how it got there, but she was starting to think she shouldn’t ask. 

Instead she snuggled further against Harry in the back seat, continuing to dig her face fully into him. It seemed his scent was able to do something to keep her calm since she couldn’t exactly wrap herself in his bedsheets anymore.

Harry didn’t like not being the one driving but he has to make that sort of sacrifice today. It wasn’t too big of a deal though, considering Bunny was nearly burrowed into him.

Harry, before her, wasn’t a fan of physical touch at all. He took his partners from behind, making them hold whatever was in front of them so they didn’t touch him. He barely kissed, barely allowed them to do a thing besides suck him off or spread their legs for him. It was very willing people, too, but still. He wasn’t a warm and fuzzy person. He would peels hands off of him and step back to avoid hugs or touches, keeping it hand handshakes for most, or a back pat or two. 

That’s partially why it was so weird for him that he felt so grounded when Bunny touched him. The comfort that he felt when she would brush his fingers with her own or press a tiny kiss to his hand, leaning against him. His own body seeking her out for it. That had shocked him and made him feel incredibly out of place once he stepped back from it. The good thing though, was he didn’t hate it. 

If anything he fell into it more and more each day. Initiating more and more like a nosy little puppy, chaste and gentle touches like fingers under shirts playing with her bracelets or adjusting the hair in her face . It felt a bit pathetic he wanted to touch her every day, if he was being honest. He’d also never felt so good with it. Her fingers tangled with his own little kisses that didn’t lead to anything other than a smile. 

He was fucked. A goner. He had become well and truly soft, obsessed, possessive, enamored with the girl he definitely shouldn’t. Sterling is still going to beat his ass, and Harry is going to let him. 

It was worth it.

[doveatheart]

Decorating Hazbin Hotel Headcanons

*Christmas edition.*

Part one (Decorating),

A/n: HAPPY HOLIDAYS, PEEPS. I’m so exciteddddd. Eeeee! Niffty is the only one who is platonic cuz my girl would just be bffs with u, Nothin more. Enjoy ig.

*If you wanna request a Christmas story just send me a request. :3*

Alastor:

Alastor is gonna be the person who waits for no man to put up decorations.

Alastor would be the person to have everything sorted in boxes in their own spot until the time to use them comes.

He would have all the more elegant side of Christmas. More refined; less jokey.

Like for him, NO funny signs.

he would have mistletoe but avoid it at ALL COSTS

He would be the one to take the garland from you cuz he’s tall af and your itty bitty compared to him.

In the end he would probably make jambalaya and look over the work you did, as you sit next to him semi-cuddling.

Angel Dust:

Angel would get back at three in the morning after a shift with Valentino and you would be standing in his room at the hotel, holding some garland and begging him to decorate.

In the end, he would give in and grab a box from you.

His Christmas decorations are either a HUGE mess, or haven’t even been opened because he never thought of decorating.

I imagine Angel as the, “Let’s put up funny Christmas signs and enjoy the funny side of Christmas!”

The OPPOSITE of Alastor.

He would help you put up Christmas lights cuz he’s also tall.

In the end you would cuddle next to the hotel fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate

Husk-

Oh man, Husk would be the guy to totally forget Christmas all together because he’s to busy with his alcohol.

But he would do anything for his lover. Even if it meant putting down his beloved booze.

He grumbles at first but enjoys the time with you immensely.

Since he’s not as tall as a FRICKING SKYSCRAPER, he would have to get a ladder for a few of the decorations.

Husk doesn’t really have a style, he just goes with whatever you want. Happy lover, happy life.

He would tell you about the times in his earthly life when they celebrated Christmas, and you would tell yours.

Afterwards, You guys would chat at the bar. And he would say how happy he was to spend that time with you.

Niffty-

oh Niffty is all over the holidays.

instead of you asking her, Sh would ask you after cleaning the hotel top to bottom. Twice.

You accept and she scurries off to get the thousands of Holliday decorations she owns.

Niffty is serious about Christmas decorations yall.

She would run around, taking this decoration and that and hanging it up faster then you can say “all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth.” You even wonder why she asked you.

You helped. Barely

She doesn’t really have a theme. Maybe more old times decorations while listening to old covers of Christmas songs?

after decorating, Niffty would bring out some Christmas cookies and she would put on a cockroach puppet show for you. ✨Christmas edition✨

Vaggie-

Oh Vaggie. She would be paranoid with all of the free gifts and good attitudes, but when you begged her to put down her spear for a second so you could get some help decorating; she gave in.

She would be the one to take every precaution to put everything up right. She’s a by-the-book kinda girl.

She would insist on all the harder work while letting you hang garland and such.

Vaggie doesn’t really have a style. She was a Angel. They did celebrate Christmas but she was too busy getting ready for next extermination.

She lets you take the reins on where everything should go. She’s not gonna interfere

Afterwards, Vaggie looks at the decorations and for once doesn’t worry about all the dangers.

Charlie-

She would be over the moon the second you mention Christmas.

one day, you walk in to see LOADS of boxes.

Charlie explains They’re Christmas decorations and asks for your help.

You say yes and she freaks. Squealing and everything. She runs around and puts decorations up.

She is definitely the colorful and poppy side of Christmas.

She would have the hotel covered in glitter if she could, but alas, you have to pace yourself.

She would put on a classic Christmas movie after and you two would watch, enjoying the decorations you put up.

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[sunsetcougar]

Welcome to my blog!

So to start off a bit of information about me, the one running the operation.

I go by Sunset and my pronouns are she/her/hers. I’m an AU and angst enthusiast and those two things often go hand in hand. My current hyper fixation is Hazbin Hotel and I have a life long special interest in biology, specifically zoology and ecology. I’m a sapphic aromantic and hate of any sort is not welcome here. I can and will block liberally.

I have an 18+ side blog ( @sunsets-ditch ) and if I catch any minors interacting with that one I will block you.

So! On to my AUs! I’ll include a quick rundown of them, plus links to the origin posts so you know where to start.

A quick note about them is a lot of the content and world building for them takes place in discussion threads, so it would be beneficial to not just read the base posts and my responses to asks, but the full threads.

Cannibal Angel AU

No Angel Dust hasn’t developed a taste for sinner flesh (no you aren’t the only one to make that mistake), rather after an Extermination the cannibal colony finds itself with a newly fallen angel to take care of.

Remember that little cannibal boy Vaggie spared the day she fell? Well this AU explores the idea of what if he made it back to Cannibal Town and brought them back to Vaggie before Charlie found her. Now instead of being nursed back to health and taught about Hell by its princess, Vaggie finds herself taken in by Rosie and the cannibal colony.

Featuring: Vaggie being the cannibal equivalent of that one vegan cousin!

Origin Post

Hawk Feather Exorcists AU

This… wasn’t meant to have a plot. But it does now. The idea behind this AU, nicknamed the Hawk Feather AU, is what if like how Adam and Lilith were made from dust and Eve from Adam’s rib, the Exorcists were made from hawk feathers?

This seemingly small change causes tremors through the very foundation of Heaven and Hell as the much more bird like Exorcists find themselves rejected by Heaven for the very nature they were created to have in the first place.

Featuring: redemption via breakdowns in your enemy turned sparring partners arms!

Origin Post

Playlist

Lore Summary

This AU has a co creator, @thesupernaturalhouse!

Hazbin Zoo AU

This AU is purely self indulgent and a way for me to nerd about my zoology and zoo special interest. But if an AU where the characters work at a zoo sounds appealing to you, then you’ve come to the right place!

Featuring: Birds!

Origin post

Lyrebird AU

Lyrebirds are known for being able to mimic just about anything, from other birds to power tools to crying babies. So what if the exorcists had been designed to have a similar mimicking power and the instincts to use it?

In this world voices can’t be trusted, because if you trust the wrong one you’ll find an exorcist the origin instead of the loved one you thought it was.

Featuring: Mimicking your girlfriend as a sign of affection!

Origin Post

Biotech Exorcists AU

(WARNING: This AU is dark, featuring a lot of body and mind horror, manipulation, mutilation, and experimentation. Tread cautiously)

The exorcists aren’t what most would consider angelic, thriving among murder and chaos instead of among peace and harmony. Most would wonder if they were really angels.

What if they weren’t? What if they were sinners, kidnapped and changed body and mind with machinery to be mindless soldiers? No memories of who they were. No family. No guilt. No identity. Blank. Obedient. Perfect.

Featuring: Adam being like the worst guy ever!

Origin Post

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Fanfics (2)

[icee133]

Hello! This is the full Part 1 of my series I'm writing! Hope you guys enjoy this part and sorry if there are any writing errors!

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The Marionette

Part One

Word count for this part: 1279. Enjoy! 👻👻

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. 

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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The hazbin hotel had been open for roughly a year at this point. Many new sinners had gone into the hotel and had left due to not feeling like the hotel actually worked. Or simply not being able to abide by the rules of the hotel such as no drugs, weapons, and the like. This caused many of the current occupants of the hotel to start wondering what was to happen, and how they can possibly get better to get into heaven. 

Charlie had been in the main room pacing for roughly 20 minutes while the other members of the hotel watched before anyone spoke to her. “Why ya walkin’ back an forth so much toots?” Angel asked her. “I need to think of a way to get more people to the hotel. Especially after so much remodeling was done to the hotel after the battle, but yet no one has come to the hotel and managed to stay for very long.” At this point Charlie was getting frustrated as she wasn’t even sure that the hotel worked. No signs of a sinner being able to be redeemed had been shown, and she was beginning to lose hope on other sinners actually trying to redeem themselves. “You have to give them time, Charlie. Many of the sinners are still getting used to the fact that there may not be another extermination ever again. They are still adjusting.” Vaggie was trying to help the situation, and it seemed to calm Charlie down for the most part. “I know it just seems like a lot of work still needs to be done, and we know at this point we can’t ask heaven for help. After all, we all saw how well that worked last time.” “Agreed but we can figure out our own way to help some I just know we can”. 

Suddenly there was a loud bang that came from outside in front of the hotel followed by some weird laughter. The group rushed to the front to see what was going on. In doing so they witnessed what seemed to be a turf war between 2 overlords. “Great a fight breaking’ out on our doorstep, what’s next they blow a wall in?” Angel laughed. Right after Angel finished his sentence a loud boom came from overhead and they witnessed a piece of the side of the hotel blown off by one of the overlords. “They're gonna destroy the hotel over whatever stupid shit this is about” Vaggie said “well how the fuck are we supposed to stop them?” Cherry yelled back at her. Charlie on the other hand got pissed off that the reckless idiot overlords were damaging her hotel in the process of whatever this was. Then she suddenly saw that one of the overlords was one she didn't recognize. A female overlord wearing what seemed to be a magician-like outfit with a top hat consisting of many different shades of blue. The overlord seems to be yelling something towards the other but the hotel members couldn't make out what was being said. Suddenly Alastor appeared next to Charlie. “My my how interesting it seems we have a new overlord on our hands”. His sudden appearance jostled the members of the group, but they seemed to all be thinking the same thing. “Wait so you don't know who they are?” Vaggie beat the others to the question they were all thinking. “Unfortunately no but she does seem rather entertaining” Alastor replied. “Yeh all in good fun cept they blew a hole in the wall smiles” Angel says. Charlie was seemingly more entranced by this overlord seeing as even Alastor didn’t know who she was.Watching her fighting style they could see she had a scythe. One that had a bunny on the top of it similar to the way Alastor’s and Lucifer’s staff had an apple or microphone. They all watched on with a new sense of heightened curiosity. Seeing the way she moved they could tell she was proficient in close combat. 

Out of nowhere a body of a shark demon was thrown directly in front of them causing Angel to let out a small shriek due to the suddenness. They all whipped their heads to the side to see a demon with cat-like features (similar to husks) wearing a lighter shade of blue staring right at them. “Hey! You guys know you could have helped out a bit if you was just gonna stand there and watch” the demon yelled out to them. “How would we even know we were fighting for the right side?” Cherri replied seemingly annoyed at the demons request. “Kai stop talking to them, obviously they wouldn’t help and mama would be pissed if they did I’m sure. You know how she is.” “Yeah yeah I know but still standing around like bumps on a log is kinda annoying you have to admit.” Kai said to the other cat demon. “Whatever, I’m Alex by the way” the one wearing dark navy blue said ignoring his brother and addressing the group in front of the hotel. “Mama gonna get on y’all if y’all don’t get back out here” yelled out a 3rd cat demon wearing a sky blue color. “Shut up Tsu we’re talkin to new friends, plus it’s not like she’d know unless you told her” Kai yelled back. Alex turned back to the group “sorry to have to leave so soon but we gotta go back and help our mama. We’ll see if she wants to come by and talk to you guys after this fight is over” “you mean after she wipes the floor with that asshole” Kai laughed loudly. “It’s all good we’d love to meet her!” Charlie said excitedly secretly hoping they would bring her to the hotel so she could know who is responsible for blowing a hole in the side of her hotel. “Ah also, sorry for the hole in the side of that building seems the dude that attacked us doesn’t know how to aim, or even control his powers” Alex said. “Get your asses back here or I’m getting mama” the brother they’ve learned is called Tsu yelled. “Yeah yeah we’re coming get your panties out of a knot” Kai yelled back then ran back to go fight alongside his brother. “I’ll tell her to come by to help fix the side” Alex said quickly before turning back to run to catch up with his brother. ‘WAIT!” Charlie yelled out. “Who is this person you call mama?” “Ah she’s the overlord you might have seen earlier wearing all blue, a lot of people seem to call her the ‘marionette’ now I believe” Alex stated as though he was reading from a script. “That’s all I’ll tell you for now, she likes to introduce herself to new people, but I do hope we can get along” “Of course! Thank you.” Charlie said with a small smile as Alex ran to catch up with the other 2.

“Well I guess we ought to prepare for a guest later on, but first I’ll call dad to see if he  can fix the wall since it was built with angelic power to begin with.” Charlie said walking back into the hotel phone in hand scrolling through her contacts to call her father. The other members of the hotel followed behind her back inside as the fighting seemed to have slowed down. Many of the remaining demons starting to scatter away from the scene. Alastor remained outside for a few seconds longer than everyone, wondering what intense levels of entertainment this new overlord would bring to his life at the hotel before disappearing into his shadows. 

Welp that's all for now! Currently working on part 2. Hoping to have it completed sometime today and posted maybe Saturday? Hope you guys like this part 🤍

[hazbinhazmeinachokehold]

Hello, can I get a Hazbin Crew reaction to seeing Sam or Earving/Black Noir participating in the Turf War or the battle with the exorcists in The show must go?

A/n: I choose Sam. Sam is protective of both Husk and Alastor- don't ask how. PART ONE PART TWO

!!!NOT PROOFREAD!!!

After you had trained with Carmila for a while and Roise had let her people help fight, the extermination was here. For the first time, you were a bit scared. But for your friends not you. You were ready to defend your friends with your life.

Soon the sky opened up and exorcists flooded out, Adam and Lute were leading. After a fair amount of exorcists got close Alastor put up a shield.

You transformed into your monster form. Stitched mouth as wide open as it could be. You held multiple Angelic spears as you slaughtered countless exorcists who dared get close to your friends.

Right as you and your friends got confident that you had a chance Adam punched the shield, making it disappear. Shit. You guys still had an angelic weapon though- you could still win this. Right?

You saw Adam fly to Alastor. You had no clue what to do. It was thee Adam. You didn't want to leave Alastor alone to deal with him, but you didn't want to abandon your other friends to deal with the hundreds of exorcists.

You decided to stay down, hoping he could fight back. On your battlefield, you and your friends were slaughtering the angels easier than you'd think.

You couldn't tell if hours or minutes had passed when you saw Sir Pentious's ship fly towards Adam. Then get destroyed. You stood in shock. Charlie called upon her goat bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle. They came down, turned into their monster forms, and then let the women hop onto them.

But Dazzle was quickly stabbed by Lute causing them to fall. Shit shit shit. You quickly rushed into the hotel where they fell. As soon as you got in you tackled Lute. But you were running on pure adrenaline which was causing you to blunder. Which resulted in Lute being able to overpower and pin you. She grabbed her spear and stabbed it into your arm and you screamed.

Vaggie pulled Lute off of you and threw her to the ground. "You can't even find it in yourself to spare a child." Vaggie's voice had no emotion but was clearly full of hatred.

You pushed yourself up with your good arm. There were bits of shattered glass on the floor. You grabbed a large shard. It dug into your skin but you pushed through and stabbed it into Lute's hand just as she did to you with her spear.

The exorcist snarled and tried to move but Vaggie kept her pinned down. There was a loud scream. Charlie. You and Vaggie looked at each other then Lute. You and Vaggie nodded at each other, and then you ran off to the top of the roof.

By the time you got there, you saw Adam strangling Charlie only to get punched by Lucifer. Despite that, your blood boiled at Adam. It burned hotter when you noticed the lack of Alastor. You were injured and young. It would be stupid to attack Adam.

But when it came to defending your friends you never thought things through.

You rushed toward Adam. He was getting up and since your arms were injured you kicked him in the exposed side of his face.

"Oh- fuck you little shit!" Adam grumbled and grabbed your leg. He threw you back making your head collide with the sign sending searing pain through your skull. Your vision swam but you couldn't give up. Before you could try to attack Adam again Lucifer had thrown him off you.

You hoped that Lucifer could deal with Adam as you descended. In your mind, you wanted to help your friends on the ground floor but your heart knew you couldn't. It just felt like it would be better to pass out on a couch.

That dream was smashed with the Hotel. The hotel collapsing sent just enough adrenaline through you to get out without being crushed.

Every time you saw Lucifer he seemed to be beating Adam in some new way. This time was no different. You couldn't make out words as we were dazed but he let Adam live for some reason.

No. This wasn't how this was supposed to happen. You were supposed to show off your power and leave without a scratch, everyone being even more amazed by you. Your friends unscathed. And anyone who managed to hurt your friends would die.

So you managed to get your way over to Adam at the same time as a certain maid. Both of you pounced on him, her with a knife and you with just your bear fists.

"Nifty, Y/n!?" Charlie sounded shocked and you didn't let up on getting your rage out until you felt weak. The blood loss caught up to you as your adrenaline wore off and you passed out. You woke up in a much nicer hotel in a room covered in Halloween decorations.

A/N; OMG ITS DONE. Having ADHD and writing an almost thousand-word fic that involves mainly fighting scenes when you don't know how to write fighting scenes takes a bit. I hope it's ok it's a bit all over the place.

[helluvasinsxhazbinoverlords]

"Beelzebub in the hotel bitches!" Beelzebub would shout after she kicked in the doors to the hotel open, though was met with silence as no one was there. "Talk about being under booked. I would've thought Charlie had this place completely booked right now."

"It was ground zero for an all out Exorcist attack which Adam died in. I wouldn't be surprised if sinners and demons alike were avoiding this place like the plague. Heaven will retaliate for what happened here," Satan said as he walked in behind Beelzebub.

"I'd call them a bunch of cowardly bitches, though I guess your average sinner or demon is as ready to throw down with angels." Beelzebub had personally be waiting eons to pick a fight.

"None of us should be. I know you ain't their biggest fan, though a war is the last thing any of us need. They've stuck to only sinners and any demon stupid enough not to bail out of the Pride Ring before Extermination starts. Let's just focus on the meeting." Satan didn't need to deal with that right now.

"Yes, thank you so much. I'll make sure someone is here tomorrow to sign off for the order. Have a wonderful day in Hell," Charlie said cheerfully as she walked into the foyer and hung up the phone. The princess then looking to see two familiar faces.

"Auntie Bee!" Charlie shouted as she ran over to Beelzebub, basically tackling her with a tight hug though didn't budge the other of course. "Dad said you and the others were going to visit, though I didn't think it'd be this soon. I'm so happy to see you after such a long time."

"Apple Pie!" Beelzebub would return the hug with all four of her arms. Only letting go when Charlie did. "I'm glad you're dad actually remembered to tell you we were coming, and I didn't come empty handed." The Gluttony Sin snapping her fingers as a gold bracelet with a honey comb that had her sigil on it appeared and floated over to the princess.

Charlie gasped in excitement at the gift, grabbing it out of the air and putting it on. "I love it Auntie Bee. I can't wait to show Vaggie. Thank you!" The princess would hug Beelzebub again which was returned. She then turned her attention to the other Sin. "Uncle S, how have you been? Nice and calm I hope."

"I've been doing well Little Apple. That anger management instructor you suggested has really been a help, even hired them on part time. This was their day off. I also took up mediation like you suggested." Satan had tried to hire Yogirt on full time, though they turned it down as they want to help as many people as possible get over their anger.

"I'm so glad to hear that. Maybe we can mediate together before you go back to Wrath." Charlie could use the time to catch up with Satan and what he's been doing. "Oh, though I guess I should offer to have someone take your luggage," the princess said before noticing they didn't have any. "You didn't pack anything?"

"Me and Satan just use magic to summon whatever we need. Easier than dragging suitcases around. I'll teach you a few spells before I leave as it's a real handy trick. Makes losing things nearly impossible." Beelzebub should seriously put a summon spell on the keys to her apartment.

"That does sound super handy Auntie Bee. Let's hope I pick it up fast." Charlie could use the spell whenever she misplaces her phone. Speaking of which it would ding as she got a text which she check. "Oh, I gotta go. The plumber is here to make sure all our pipes are good. It was so nice to see you guys again." The princess would give Beelzebub another hug before looking at Satan. Holding her arms open as she knew he wasn't much of a hugger.

"You know you're the only person who can hug me." Satan doubt he could even summon the will power to refuse hugging Charlie. The Wrath Sin getting tackled hug as soon as he said that before he watched the princess run off. "Looks like she's doing a lot better after her mom disappeared."

"I ain't surprised. Charlie's always been a tough kid so I knew it was only a matter of time before she bounced back. Anyway, I'm going to try and hunt Luci down. See how he's been doing. If you happen to see him try not to burn the place down getting pissed off."

"My temper isn't as bad as it used to be, though I do intend to give Lucifer a piece of my mind for being go for so long." Satan would make sure to keep his cool as he didn't want to destroy Charlie's hotel after all the effort she put to rebuild it.

[son1c]

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falling stars fic masterpost

Shadow didn't know how to feel about being compared to a dead guy. Especially when that dead guy was being remembered as a hero. "No one is mourning me," Shadow said. "I'm not dead."

"I know that," Sonic said. "And you know that. But what about everyone else?"

Shadow stared up at the bulletin board, at the blurry face of the hero. A strange feeling was curling in his gut. "We weren't born in that crater," he said. "Something led us there. Who we were before… what we left behind… it remains to be seen."

The feeling wasn't good, Shadow realized suddenly. It tasted bitter on his tongue. Melancholic.

Sonic looked over at him and frowned. The dark expression on Shadow's face made him reach out and set his hand on his shoulder. "Don't get too hung up on it," Sonic told him. "I'm with you 'til we figure it out."

Finally, Shadow turned away from the bulletin board. Its glow cast half of his face in darkness. "You don't seem all that concerned," Shadow observed.

"Should I be?" Sonic asked. He offered Shadow a small shrug. "Personally, I think my plate's already full."

It's not that the motobug's assistance had caused Shadow to forget about Sonic's broken leg. He remembered it. He just hadn't realized how much it was still bothering him. The injury took away a lot of the blue hedgehog's freedom--if Shadow was in his position, he would probably feel similarly occupied by its existence.

"I understand," Shadow said. Then, he paused. He thought about how Sonic had been looking out for him, even with his broken leg. Kicking G.U.N. soldiers in the face and sacrificing his own sleep just to make sure nothing could get to them in the dead of night. The pain he had endured for their sake was a testament to his willpower, and it hadn't gone unnoticed by Shadow.

In that moment, Shadow's expression lost its darker edge. "I will support you, as well," he said.

Sonic smiled. It was small, but sincere. And it quickly grew into a three-thousand watt grin when he clapped Shadow on the back, saying, "Alright! How 'bout we swing by the park next? That's where one of those 'extra events' was supposed to be, anyway."

Shadow was about to respond, but was stopped prematurely by the bulletin board behind him suddenly flashing red. He turned back around to face it, and saw that the hero's face had disappeared, only to be replaced by a warning message.

There were signs of an infestation at the festival. All celebrations would be put on hold until the invaders could be exterminated.

The message was posted by G.U.N.

"Forget pest control," Sonic said, sounding irritated, "someone brought feds to the festival!"

Shadow caught sight of someone behind Sonic. The dark shape shifted, half-concealed by a parked car on the other side of the street. Then, the moonlight glinted off the tip of something metallic, and Shadow quickly grabbed Sonic's arm. He was going to pull him off the motobug and to the ground, but there wasn't time, he could already hear the barrel of what must have been a gun going off, and see the silver streak of a bullet tearing towards them.

They needed to move. They needed to be somewhere else, somewhere like--

The air crackled. Instantly, the two hedgehogs and their motobug companion vanished. The shot struck the bulletin board they had been standing in front of less than a second later, shattering the glass and sending volts of electricity coursing through the damaged screen. It promptly short circuited and flickered out, going dark.

Then, Shadow, Sonic, and the motobug reappeared in a flash of light at the park.

Shadow blinked. Sonic blinked. Even the motobug's eyes briefly pulsed, the surge of energy from Shadow's teleportation stunt running through it like a charge.

Shadow let go of Sonic's arm, his hand shaking slightly. The sudden output of Chaos Energy threatened to overwhelm him, but he forced down the bile rising in his throat, because he knew that they weren't safe yet. They had to run. Run away from the gunman, and the situation that was so horribly familiar to him.

The grim sense of deja vu held his heart in a vice, and the echoes in his mind grew louder, and louder, and louder. The jaunty music from the festival sounded like an alarm, ringing in his ears.

What he had said earlier was true; he wasn't dead. He wasn't dead, but… someone was. He just didn't know who.

Sonic's voice cut through Shadow's thoughts. "Party's over, Stripes," he said urgently. "It's time to go!"

The motobug beeped in agreement.

Shadow struggled to focus on them. He could hear the sounds of boots on pavement in the not-so-far-off distance. His eyes scanned the park, looking for a way out. All of the festival goers had disappeared, leaving only the decorations to fill the space in between the fountains and trees. That was when he saw it--the wooden stars adorning the entrance to the queue for a roller coaster on the other side of the park.

The roller roaster stretched far beyond the park, its tracks reaching up into the clouds and winding through the many skyscrapers of Starlight City.

Wordlessly, Shadow grabbed Sonic's arm again. Crossing the park would be too dangerous with gunmen crawling around like roaches, their bullets so much faster than them. He had to call upon that strange power again. He thought about the roller coaster cars. He thought about their glittery yellow paint, their wide leather seats.

And then he was there.

The motobug's eyes pulsed again, its circuits briefly filled with Chaos Energy, its artificial brain jarred.

Sonic handled the sudden shift in his surroundings a little better. He slid off the motobug's back and onto the seat of the roller coaster car. Then, he grabbed a purse that someone had dropped in their rush to heed G.U.N.'s warning and threw it at the control panel near the coaster's loading dock. It hit the big green button in the middle, and the roller coaster lurched to life.

When the coaster began to climb the lift hill, Sonic held the motobug in place on the floor of the car with his good leg. Then, he turned his attention towards Shadow. The dark hedgehog was still clutching his arm, and it was clear from the way he clenched his jaw--so tightly it was a wonder his teeth didn't crack--that something more than just the threat of being shot at was going through his mind right now.

"Phew! That was some light show," Sonic said. He was talking fast. "It sure came in handy. Hey--you got us out of there, y'know? Take a breath, man. It's no good if you start turnin' blue on me."

The higher the coaster climbed, the more distant the noise from the festival became. It wasn't long before Shadow couldn't hear the music or the boots or the alarms at all anymore. He could only hear Sonic's voice. Slowly, he loosened his grip around the blue hedgehog's arm. He took a breath.

"Apologies," Shadow said quietly. "I suppose not all memories will be pleasant."

Sonic was curious. "You remembered something?"

Shadow curled his hands around the car's guard rail. "I remembered... being afraid."

The nose of the roller coaster dipped down over the top of the lift hill. Gravity quickly took over, pulling the cars towards the ground, rocketing the coaster over the tracks at top speed. The ride continued through the city for awhile, spinning around tall buildings and staying mercifully far away from the ground, where the two hedgehogs could see the tiny figures of soldiers combing the streets.

Shadow looked back over his shoulder at Sonic. He was still ignoring rider safety by standing up in the car. "Once the coaster reaches its highest point, it will begin its descent back to the station. We will need to make our exit then."

"You mean, jump?" Sonic asked, acutely aware of how terribly his last fall had ended up for him. He masked his nerves with enthusiasm. "I'm game. Let's give these military guys the slip for good!"

Unfortunately, G.U.N. chose that moment to cut the power. One by one, the lights on the ground went dark, until the entire city was pitch black. The lack of power caused the roller coaster's emergency brakes to activate, and the cars shuddered to a stop after a few blasts from the compressed air.

The motobug's glowing eyes stood out in the dark. But they weren't blue anymore--now, they were flashing red.

Sonic lifted the motobug onto the hood of the roller coaster car. Then, he climbed up onto its back and turned to Shadow. "Change of plans," he said, "we're ditching these guys the old fashioned way--on foot!"

Shadow and the motobug hopped down onto the tracks with Sonic in tow. The edge of the city was within sight, the highest point of the tracks just two swells and a curve around an office building away.

They started towards it immediately, mindful of the tracks' smooth metal surface. Sonic grabbed the motobug's antennas and bent forward like he was riding a motorcycle, leaning left and right as the motobug turned with the path of the tracks so he could keep his extra weight from throwing it off balance.

After clearing the two swells, Shadow faltered. Harnessing the power of Chaos Energy two times in a row was messing with his head, making it hard to see straight. He missed the centering of his next step by an inch, and his foot slipped on the smooth track. It looked like he was going to tumble off and fall to the ground far below.

That was, until Sonic snatched him, and pulled him onto the back of the motobug with him. "No time to pump the brakes," Sonic told him. "Just hold on tight! We'll make it!"

Shadow wrapped his arms around Sonic's waist and gritted his teeth against the pain building behind his eyes. He had to keep it together until they were out of the city. He couldn't let his body shut down on him like last time.

When the motobug began to ascend the final hill, the tracks started to rumble. Then, a spotlight suddenly flared to life on the ground, illuminating the sky before the soldiers manning it turned it towards the two hedgehogs and their robot companion. It shined in Sonic and Shadow's eyes, forcing them to squint against the bright white light.

Behind them, G.U.N. soldiers were in pursuit on the tracks. They were closing in.

But they were too slow. Sonic, Shadow, and the motobug had finally reached the very top of the track at the edge of the city. Shadow took a deep breath, preparing to warp them all to the ground, as far away from the city as he could, despite the toll it would inevitably take on him.

"DISTRESS SIGNAL LOCATED. SOURCE: PUNY FODDER MODEL."

A large black and red robot dropped down onto the tracks next to Sonic and Shadow. Its weight made the supports creak.

With its shiny red eyes, the large robot looked down at the two hedgehogs. It stared intently at Shadow.

"LOCAL CHAOS ANOMALY ALSO LOCATED," the robot said, its mechanical voice booming. "NEW OBJECTIVE: DEFEND TINY MEATBAGS FROM IMMINENT THREAT. WITH FIRE."

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Make Me Burn The Candle Right Down

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt 3 Pt. 4

Song Recommendation:

Dirty Laundry - Don Henley

Y/N watched from the corner of the couch, a worried frown etching itself onto her face as she watched Charlie pace back and forth, ranting about the new date for the extermination.

Y/N could tell that Vaggie was just as worried as she was.

"Okay. So the extermination is coming in six months instead of a year." Charlie babbled. "No big deal. Just a little setback. Nothing we can't handle. Just angels cutting our timetable in half. But who needs a whole year to save souls? Am I right? And next time wen they cut the time in half again and again, we'll just handle it, right!?"

"Yes, we will, sweetie," Y/N cut off, grabbing Charlie's shoulders.

"Oh, please," Angel said, scrolling on his phone. "Ya had less than half a chance when you started all this salvation bullshit."

Y/N sent him a nasty glare.

"And now...ain't no silver lining this time, toots." Angel finished.

"Just 'cause you don't think it's there doesn't mean that there isn't any," Y/N glared. "We just have to look a little harder."

"Well, while you bitches are lookin', the rest of Hell is goin' nuts," Angel said. "People are already freakin' out about the news. Look at what's happening in the Doomsday district."

Angel showed Y/N, Charlie, and Vaggie his phone. On it, it showed destruction, fire, and people killing each other left and right.

Basically another day in Hell.

But just a little bit worse.

Suddenly, a message popped up on Angel's phone.

"Uh, what is a donkey show?" Charlie asked, confused.

"Ah, heh, nothing!" Angel stuttered. "My boss, Val, is just freaked out about the news too."

Y/N suddenly felt like she wanted to leave the conversation.

"Like I said, everyone's losing their shit," Angel finished.

"Yeah that's true. Sinners are desperate," Vaggie thought. "Maybe desperate enough to try anything to escape the extermination?"

Charlie gasped. "This is the perfect time to recruit sinners for the hotel!"

"Cute idea and all," Angel said. "But you're really going to go out in all this?" he showed them his phone once again.

"How else are we gonna do it, huh?" Y/N asked. "It's not like anyone is just gonna show up at our doorstep."

As soon as she stopped talking, there was a loud explosion, knocking a big chunk out of the wall.

"Alassstor! Show yourssself!" cried a voice from outside.

"I'm going to commit some genocide, what the fuck?" Y/N snapped, going outside to see what was going on.

Hovering above the hotel, was a steampunk looking blimp being piloted by a snake demon.

Y/N saw that it was the demon who tried to attack them last week.

"Oh, for fucks sake," she mumbled, everyone else coming outside to join her.

"Face my wrath!" the snake demon shouted.

"Who are you?" Alastor asked.

"Who am I? Who am I?" the snake demon repeated. "I am the great Sir Pentiousss! Inventor, architect of dessstruction, villian extrodanaire!"

Niffty gasped, crawling onto Alastor's head. "Oooh, he's a bad boy!" she grinned wickedly.

"Huh, well if all that's true you'd think I'd have heard of you," Alastor said, putting Niffty back on the ground.

"I attacked you literally last week," Sir Pentious said. Alastor didn't show any sign of recognition. "We've done battle like...twenty times?"

"Well, you must have been really bad at this," Alastor smirked.

"Silence!" Pentious cried out. "Now cower! For when I've ssslain you, the almighty Vees will finally acknowledge me as their equal!"

Y/N rolled her eyes, already tired of this snake guy's bullshit.

"Ooh! Wait who are the Vees?" Niffty asked, appearing on Alastor's head again.

"Oh, nobody important," Alastor replied.

"Quiet!" Sir Pentious shouted again. "I will not hear anymore of your nonsenssse!"

In the blink of an eye, a portal opened up from the ground in front of them, long, black tendrils coming out of it. They grabbed onto the steampunk blimp and started to shake it around.

Alastor began to laugh very loudly and very manically, making Y/N move a little bit away from him.

She could hear Sir Pentious crying out for help.

"Oh! Please stop!" he cried out.

"Um, Alastor?" Charlie intervened. "I think he's had enough."

"Yeah, I agree," Y/N said, a worried look on her face.

"Nah, he's got a few more hits in 'im!" Angel smirked.

Alastor ignored all three of them, continuing to laugh manically and control his tendrils.

The blimp started to shake around more sloppily, making Sir Pentious fall out, screaming as he fell, landing flat on his face.

"Thanks for another forgettable experience!" Alastor smirked, twirling his cane.

A weird little egg creature splattered onto the ground, staining Y/N's boots, making her sigh and grumble.

"Thank...you..." Sir Pentious weakly said. "For letting your guard down!"

Suddenly, using his tail, Sir Pentious managed to rip a small piece of fabric off of Alastor's coat.

"Haha! Yeah! Oh shit,"

Suddenly, Sir Pentious was blasted away, screaming as he flew.

Y/N, along with everyone else (besides Niffty) looked at Alastor with their mouths open.

"Well, it looks as though I need a visit to the tailor," Alastor said cheerfully before turning to leave. "Best of luck chums!"

"Hold on a minute, you can't leave!" Y/N said. "We need your help. You need to do your fucking job!"

"We need a wall," Angel gestured to the giant hole in the hotel wall.

"Of course! Can't let my new project fall into disrepair already," Alastor said. "What would the papers say?"

Snapping his fingers, he summoned some construction worker demons, and some tools for them to use.

Angel laughed flirtatiously and pushed Y/N out of the way, heading to one of the shadow demons Alastor conjured up.

"Hey sweetcheeks, whatcha doin' later?" he purred. "I love me a man with a giant...tool."

Y/N grimaced and headed back into the hotel, making her way towards the bar.

She felt that she had been drinking a lot more since more people started living here at the hotel

In no way was she an alchoholic.

But she was coming damn close to becoming one.

"What'll it be?" Husk grumbled as she sat down on one of the barstools.

"Surprise me," Y/N groaned.

"You should take a break from all this drinkin' you've been doing lately," Husk advised as he made her a martini.

"Says you," Y/N talked back. "Every time I see you, you're either getting drunk, or passed out drunk."

Husk didn't say anything, continuing the make the martini.

"I know I need to stop," Y/N said quietly.

"Then why don't you?" Husk handed her her drink.

"You of all people should know that stopping isn't as easy as it sounds,"

"Doesn't mean you shouldn't try,"

"Have you ever tried?"

"..."

"Exactly,"

Husk and Y/N stayed silent, not saying a word to each other.

"You got some problems you need to put behind you, huh?" Husk said.

"What do you mean?" Y/N asked, sipping on her drink.

"The look in your eyes," he replied. "I've had that same look before."

"Everybody has problems that they need to put behind them,"

"Yeah, but your problems run deeper,"

Y/N stayed silent, thinking about all the past trauma that she absolutely needed to put behind her.

It's not like she never tried.

She just was never successful.

"Thanks for the drink," Y/N said. "I'm gonna see if Charlie needs my help with anything"

The barstool scraped against the floor.

"Hey, uh," Husk said. "Fuck, I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but uh, if you ever wanna tell me about your problems, I wouldn't be opposed."

Y/N had to bite back a small laugh. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind,"

Y/N walked away from the bar and up the staircase.

She wasn't aware that a certain bartender was staring at her as she walked up the staircase, a small (very small) smile on his face.

Y/N was lounging around on the couch, watching Sinstagram reels.

Charlie and Vaggie had been gone for about two hours, out in Pentagram City trying to recruit new Sinners for the hotel.

Y/N would have gone with them, but she decided to stay and let them have their alone time, since they hardly got any.

Also lounging around the couch was Angel Dust.

It wasn't like she hated him entirely, she just hated how he acted, and how he was horny almost all the time.

She didn't like how he made being a porn star his whole personality.

She hated to admit it, but being around him brought up unwanted memories.

Unwanted memories she tried so desperately to bury deep within her over the years.

Y/N sat straight up when she heard the front door open.

Charlie flopped onto the couch next to Y/N, a disappointed look on her face.

"How did it go?" Y/N asked.

Vaggie sighed. "Not a single new recruit.

Angel shrugged. "Yeah. Well, who want to use their days not fucking and fighting,"

Y/N glared at him with distaste.

There was a knock at the door, Vaggie went to go answer it.

"Cheer up, Charlie," Y/N said, rubbing Charlie's back. "Things will get better, I know they will."

There was a loud thud, and the sound of Vaggie yelling.

Y/N and Charlie both got up from the couch, deciding to see what the problem was.

"Vaggie, what's the problem?" Charlie asked.

On the floor was Sir Pentious, cowering as Vaggie held a spear to his throat.

"Oh! Hello again!" Charlie said.

"What are you doing here?" Y/N hissed.

"I didn't come looking for a fight," Pentious said, getting off the ground. "I uh, I heard that you're helping people. People who want to be better?"

"You heard right!" Charlie exclaimed, running up to Pentious and grabbing his hands. "Welcome to our home of healing, our resort of restoration, our-"

"Are you fucking nuts?" Angel interrupted, standing in the doorway. "This chump was trying to kill us like literally six hours ago! And now you want to bring him in here to live with us?"

"Absolutely! This place is about second chances, and who deserves one more than this slithery...slippery...special little man?"

"Aren't you supposed to protect this place?" Angel asked Vaggie.

Knowing that Y/N was going to deny letting Sir Pentious stay at the hotel, Charlie looked at her with puppy eyes.

Y/N sighed. "I guess he isn't that much of a threat without that war machine,"

Sir Pentious grinned.

"Or even with the war machine, to be honest."

Pentious' grin turned into a frown.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Charlie cried out, hugging Y/N. "Sir Pentious! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!"

"Oh no darling, thank you!" Sir Pentious said. Everyone began to walk into the hotel. "You won't regret thisss."

"Eh, I give you a week, tops,"

Charlie walked around the inside of the hotel, giving Sir Pentious a tour.

"This is the bar, and this is the bartender. This is the curtain! And this is the new wall after you broke the last one. And oh! This! This!"

"Babe, you don't have to show him every detail," Vaggie interrupted.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so excited to have our first real guest!" Charlie said.

"Uh, what the hell am I then?" Angel asked.

"Well, you're an important part of our family here, Angel," Charlie said. "But you, um,"

"You always make the hotel look bad, constantly sexually harrass our bartender, and literally have never once tried to get better?" Y/N listed off.

"What Y/N means is, it's just nice to have someone interested for once," Charlie said.

As Y/N walked away, she saw a small frown on Angel's face.

Trying to ignore that guilty feeling inside her, she followed Charlie.

"Over here, we have our maid Niffty,"

Niffty gasped. "The bad boy is back!"

She then hopped on Sir Pentious.

"Never leave me again!"

"We're about eighty percent sure she's harmless," Charlie said. "And over here we have-oh! Uh, Alastor! Our gracious facility manager!"

Alastor was standing very menacingly on the staircase, staring Sir Pentious down.

"You've met our newest guest! Sir Pentious," Charlie laughed nervously.

"Ah yes. You're the one who ruined my coat!" Alastor said.

"I definitely remember you now,"

Charlie gulped. "Well, I guess this is a great time for your first lesson!"

Charlie cleared her throat. "How to apologize! The first step to becoming a better person is to admit when you are wrong! Why don't you give it a try?"

"Yes, um" Pentious stuttered. "Mr. um, Radio Demon sir, please forgive me for attacking you and ruining your very lovely coat. Um, here."

With shaky hands, Sir Pentious handed Alastor the piece of fabric that he ripped off.

"Ohh! Not many people have been able to take even this much off me!" Alastor remarked. "It must have meant quite a lot to you."

He then set the piece of fabric on fire.

Charlie, Y/N, and Sir Pentious stared at Alastor, while he just smiled.

"'Oh, I'm a bad man on the streets who never got enough hugs,'"

Y/N was sitting in between Charlie and Husk on the couch, watching as Angel read off of a script. He was dressed in a large trench coat and a tiny little hat, while Sir Pentious was licking a giant lollipop dressed in a yellow and white sailor outfit.

Y/N was trying her hardest not to laugh at the scene in front of her.

"'Now, where's an innocent kid I can sell crack to?'"

"Wow. Who wrote this?" Angel asked in disbelief.

"It's great right?" Charlie smiled. "Keep going!"

Angel sighed. "'Hey you,'"

"'Who me?'" Pentious said, batting his eyelashes.

"'Yeah you look like a kid who could use some...devils dandruff?'" Angel read. "Oh, for fucks sake."

"'Not me,'" Pentious shook his head. "'I have to go home and study!"

"'Come on kid, it'll make you cool like me...the crackhead."

"'The only cool thing here is to say no to drugs. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to not have sexual intercourse before marriage!"

"Yes! Oh bravo, bravo!" Charlie clapped, giving Pentious a standing ovation. "Wow Pentious, at this rate you'll be redeemed in no time."

Everyone started to crowd around Sir Pentious. Y/N looked behind her and saw that Angel Dust had an upset look on his face.

She wasn't used to seeing him upset, he always had a flirty smile or a lazy smirk on his face.

"I...I'm going to bed," he said, walking up the stairs.

Y/N debated whether or not she should check on him, but decided against it, already knowing he would just pretend nothing was wrong.

"I am so proud of you Sir Pentious!" Charlie said, ignoring what Angel said. "That was amazing!"

"You like me! You really like me!" Pentious exclaimed.

Y/N yawned, deciding that she was also going to head up to bed.

"I'm also going to bed," she said. "Night everyone."

As she was walking to her room, she was thinking about the day's events.

She couldn't help but think of what Husk told her.

"Fuck, I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but uh, if you ever wanna tell me about your problems, I wouldn't be opposed."

Thinking about him made something inside her stir, but she didn't know what.

She decided to ignore it.

For now.

IM BACK FROM DISNEYLAND

it was so fun

i miss is already

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

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I like your detective stuff! Does he have a nemesis like Sherlock has Moriarty? And was he born mute or did he lose his voice? The sign language is really nice to see in a character!

Why was this in the 'bashful' gif options

Thanks Anon!! I greatly appreciate the comment~ I myself, also really like my detective stuff and I mean reeeeeeeeeeeeally like it lmao

Otherwise, I'm going to write these answers out as the parts of the story these questions delve into is being currently reworked and some of the answers are kinda up in the air / half canon as of right now. This will probably be a longish answer so I'll put a quick answer up here, and a "read more" underneath that with my ramblings. Quick answers: Was he born mute or did he lose his voice? - He was born mute. Does he have a nemesis? - Yes and no... I've cycled through a few characters but the main one now, without spoiling much, is named F.E.L.I.X.. But I've been working on a couple others who could possibly take over as his main nemesis.

For longer, more rambly answers, keep reading!

So like I said the answer to at least his nemesis part is kind of up the in air atm. I also wanted to expand a little on the mute aspect~

Flint is primarily mute because I tend to view this world in the terms of a video game, in which of course the player would play as the Det. [and as Cy actually who hasn't appeared in the comics yet] and like a lot of video games I always imagined him as being a "silent protag" despite still communicating with the other characters. Like Link in the new BOTW/TOTK games.

The second reason behind it was I just couldn't imagine him with a voice?? No matter how hard I tried, it just felt. Wrong for his character if that makes sense? So I figured "hey why not just give him sign language! How often do you see a deaf or mute main character anyway?" I've started to see more ASL used in shows - most recently in Only Murders in the Building which I LOVE [both the shows and the inclusion/importance of the deaf character in the story] and I thought it would make him a more interesting main character tbh. I also really really REALLY want to learn ASL, as my first grade teacher taught us a bunch when I was a kid but I've sadly forgotten just about all of it as she was just teaching us for fun. It had nothing to do with the class lol.

As for Flint's nemesis[es]! He currently has at least two, one of which is still so under-construction they don't even have a name yet or a design hahahaha.

Originally his nemesis was supposed to be Prof. Specter, aka this guy, whose a literal shadow man. [Cuz. Yah know. Shadow vs Light/Flames?] He was supposed to be almost the Dr. Claw to Flint's Inspector Gadget, but I just never went anywhere with him?? I couldn't really think up anything good tbh, and I felt like Flint easily overpowered him. I also couldn't think up any good reasons for him to BE so evil/want to attack the town etc. So he just became a smaller villain, who currently works under the main big bad. I am a MASSIVE sucker for "opposite" characters - the "good" version vs the "evil" version basically, and I have been actively trying to utilize that in a story of mine FOR YEARS. Think like, Darkwing Duck vs Nega Duck. This shit is my JAM.

For the first nemesis, his name is F.E.L.I.X. [Force Entity Learning Integrating and eXterminating] Flint, and he's a sort of "evil" version of Flint. [These are all cheebs of the various forms Felix currently takes in story]

The littlest dude is ACTUALLY Felix, [he starts off by possessing a flash drive and transforming it] and the rest are just later forms he takes throughout the story. Originally he was just some weird little alien computer virus that landed on earth, a la Invader Zim style, here to prepare Earth for conquer by his Mother Program, which is still more or less the case? The reasoning behind him being in Neo Oldesville and him eventually taking on Flint's appearance have changed a lot though.

The main reason I hesitate to call him a nemesis atm is because he was originally just more of a comedic, but still kinda dangerous, character and Felix Flint was originally going to be a sort of split in Felix's personality/code that took life on it's own, separate from Felix, warped by the internet, others personalities, and probably some other villain's code. He was just gonna go kinda crazy as his coding was rewritten too many times and start attacking... but that idea has been scrapped due to the rewrites.

He was also smart, but not in the same ways the Detective is, so they weren't really butting heads like Sherlock/Moriarty do wherein Felix would be besting Flint at every turn or something like that. Instead Flint actually bested Felix pretty easily originally. Felix Flint was basically my solution to fix that major leveling scale issue lol.

The other character, the unnamed one, is a Mad Scientist/Cult leader, whose become basically the 'secret' big bad of what I would call the first season of the story. Idk maybe longer than that? I haven't decided on how long I want this story to be tbh. I'm still working on the character and their storyline and how it intersects with both Flint's and Cy's, (whose the deuteragonist to this story)... but the most I do know/will reveal here is that this Mad Scientist is the leader of a cult that worshiped two aliens that used to exist on planet who promised to help the humanoids [as people are generally referred to here] "ascend to a higher life form" but were later stopped and destroyed by a group of super-hero like super spy sisters who learned that the aliens were in fact extremely hostile and their idea of "ascending to a higher plan" was just assimilating all of this worlds knowledge/tech and then selling off its inhabitants as slaves. I haven't decided if the rest of the world knows this fact, or if the alien characters are considered martyrs or something yet... or even if the rest of the world knew they WERE aliens. Just that they're eventually defeated by these legendary super-spies, and that a small cult remained behind after everyone else moved on from their teachings.

The leader of this new cult basically wants to bring those aliens back - specifically by summoning one of their kin to the world to help fully restore one of the deceased aliens back to life, but what he summons is Felix instead, as the race of aliens the cult worshiped had all been destroyed and absorbed by Felix's Mother Program years ago. Irony at its finest lol.

This new mad scientist/cult leader character is supposed to have very deep ties with Cy, who in turn has pretty deep ties to Flint, and I've been planning on possibly making him a sort of Moriarty to Flint, but I'm still ironing out details.

One reason I haven't quite finished this all yet is because while I am planning on using some religious ideology [is that the right word here? or would mimicry be better] in the cult, I don't necessarily want to make it a "RAWR RAWR RELIGION IS EVIL RAAAWR" kind of situation, since it's specifically that CULTS are evil. I myself was born and raised without religion in my life outside of just being in America, so while I don't believe in any religion at all, I also don't want to be cruel to anyone who does. I do, however, know that a lot of cults use Christianity as a guise to trick their followers into controlling them though.

Mostly I just really want the two aliens from the original cult to look semi like a devil and an angel cuz I thought it'd be hilarious if they were basically the "angel and devil on your shoulders" lmao.

If anyone wants to know more I'm happy to explain even more in detail. I don't care about spoiling things haha I'm not planning on creating a huge comic or anything anytime soon - I mean I would love to turn this series into a game or something in the future but for now I'm just having fun I LOVE talking about my characters/stories.

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The King & Queen of Hell Chapter 4:

"Adam!~" Running over to his husband, Lucifer threw his arms around his neck and showered his face in kisses.

Chuckling, Adam wrapped an arm around his Queen's waist and lifted him up to sit on his arm. "Hello, love. Same pronouns today?"

"Yes. Thank you for asking."

"I see that the rumors are true. Our dear King and Queen are sickeningly loving."

Fixing the sinner now in front of them, Adam felt the hairs on the back of his neck raise. This guy had power just oozing out of him. "And you are?"

"Alastor. Pleasure to be meeting you, sire, quite a pleasure."

"He's helping Charlie with her hotel."

"Oh fuck. Really? That's awesome man."

"Yes... quite. Charlie is such a delightful young lady, and your spouse is such an excellent host. You are a very lucky man." He wasn't just trying to be polite or trying to sweet talk the two. Alastor had no idea how such a man could charm the angelic creature that was Hell's Queen. The very reason for humanity's free will. Very lucky man, indeed.

"You got that right."

"Adam. At least try to be humble?" Lucifer teased his husband. People were always confused how the two most prideful people in all of creation could stand to be married to each other. It was often that their egos would lead to fights and their stubbornness would drag them out for days, sometimes even weeks, before they found a way to compromise or find a victor.

But that's what made it fun! They loved and trusted each other for all their positive and negative traits. At the end of the day, they were silly fights that never truly mattered that always seemed to end up as a game. To see who would yield first.

"Sorry, love. I don't know what that word means."

"Perhaps a dictionary would make a fine gift for his majesty? Ha!" A laugh track played from the sinner, momentarily spooking the first man and causing the fallen angel to try and find his laughter behind a dainty hand.

"...You're pretty funny Albert-"

"Alastor, dear."

"Isn't that what I said?"

"I'm supposed to be the one who's bad with names." Turning his attention back to the radio demon, Lucifer was still all smiles. "That was a rather ballsy move there. Insulting your King disguised as a joke."

"I figured it was worth a shot. I do love a good joke and as you said before. What is life, even an afterlife, without whimsy?"

"Nope! This meeting is over. We didn't even get anything important done!" Quickly walking out of the meeting room, Charlie started to pull guide Alastor out the front door by his cane.

"But Charlie-"

"I'm already running late for my meeting with Lilith!"

"Are you two going to stop her?"

Watching their darling daughter leave, Lucifer couldn't be prouder about how far she's come from being a push over. "Leave her be. She's been busy and stressed with worrying about her hotel and the Exterminations. If she can prove this works, there's a chance that they'll call off the yearly attacks. She's putting all of this on herself... but we'll be here when she's ready for our help."

~

Walking up to the Heavenly Embassy, Alastor couldn't keep his curiosity to himself anymore. "Charolette, why is it that you failed to tell us of your royal lineage?"

Hand on the door's handle to open it, the princess froze. Shit! This is why she wanted to go alone. She didn't need everyone finding out and treating her different. Charlie didn't need to try and live up to their exceptions too. If her friends knew, would they think she wasn't a good heir like the rest of people who knew? Would she let them down-

"That is not something you should hide, my dear." Opening the door, he ushered her inside and walked with her to the front desk. "The heir to Hell's throne saving wayward sinners and wanting the best for them! While your bleeding heart may be a weakness to most, it can also be your greatest strength. I've seen how protective you can be and that's where your power lays."

"That's... what my family always tells me." Taking a moment to think, Charlie signed them both in. Alastor had already figured out who she was so there was no harm in him sitting in on the meeting.

"Then show all of Hell who you are and what you're made of, my dear. Use every advantage you have to succeed."

"Yeah.... yeah! I'll show them all!" She felt much more confident than she had that morning. A new energy filled the princess as she and Alastor stepped into the meeting room. "Let's get this shit done!" 

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Cassius Harlow x Stevie Sun

Part 2

It's no mistake that Cas ended up in Beachwood, and he knows it and now he wants answers. Meanwhile, Stevie and her friends want answers from Cas...

Written in the present tense

Part 1

Tagging: @choicesficwriterscreations, @jerzwriter

Warnings: Swearing, talk of blood

Word Count: 1105

Notes:  I don’t own these characters, they are the property of Pixelberry Studios.

Harlow created on cooltext.com

This is set a couple years after the events of both books.

Arriving at a cave deep in the woods, Cas throws the creation in before speeding back to his home. Once there, he storms in and grabs his phone, dialling and holding it to his ear. After a few rings, a voice comes over.

Astoria - Cassius.

Cas - Beachwood wasn't chosen randomly, was it?

Astoria - So you know about the creations, then.

Cas - Cut the crap, Astoria! What do you want from me?

Astoria - To exterminate the remaining pests. Do so, and you may be allowed to return to Crimson Beech.

The line goes dead and Cas slams the phone down, filled only with rage.

Cas - Assholes!

Cas sighs in annoyance.

Meeting at the library, Stevie, Blake, Donovan, and Tyler start looking through folklore books in the hopes of trying to get answers about what they saw the previous night. Blake flicks through the pages and thinks back to Gabriela's murder, and the dream they had.

Blake - (Could Gabbie's ghost have visited me?)

Tyler - Blake!

The sound of Tyler's voice snaps them back to reality.

Blake - Huh?

Tyler - You okay?

Blake - Yeah. Just thinking.

Donovan - No luck.

Donovan drops the book down on the table.

Stevie - Nothing here either. Why don't we try and find Cas? We might be able to get some answers.

Tyler - Given what he did to that thing, I'm not inclined to be within at least two meters of him.

Donovan - I'm with Tyler on that.

Stevie - But he might be our only chance at answers.

Blake - Stevie's right. This Cas guy is the only one with answers, ironically the one who gave us the questions. Best thing we can do is just keep an eye out for him. Without knowing his full name--

Stevie - Harlow.

Donovan - Huh?

Stevie - His name is Cas Harlow.

Blake - Okay, that gives me a place to start. I'll go down to the town hall and check records for new arrivals.

That night, Cas begins his hunt for the remnant creations in the forests, looking for any sign of the creatures. He skids to a stop in the forests, sniffing. He walks over and finds blood on a tree trunk. Wiping his fingers along it, he finds that it is slightly sticky.

Cas - You were here recently. Question is how many?

Hearing something, he raises his hands into fists, but sees only a Doe running away. Sighing, he lowers his hands.

Cas - This is going to be easier said than done.

Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Cas begins walking through the forest, heading in the direction of his place.

Once back, he finds four people, including Stevie, waiting at the door.

Cas - Can I help you?

Blake - Yeah, you can give us answers.

Cas - Fuck off.

He pushes past them and Stevie places her hand on his arm.

Stevie - Please. We just want to know what we saw last night.

Cas sighs, opening the door and standing to the side.

Cas - Come on then.

They all enter and he closes the door behind them. Blake crosses their arms while everyone looks around.

Blake - So what are you?

Cas closes his eyes for a moment, and when he opens them, his eyes are silver and fangs in place of incisors. Tyler and Donovan stumble back a bit.

Cas - I'm a Vampire.

Stevie - So can you turn into a bat?

Tyler - That's your first question?!

Cas - No. I'm stronger and faster than a human. And as long as I remain inside Ley Lines, I can walk in the sun.

Blake - And that thing?

Cas - It's called a creation. Two years ago there was a Vampire Creator in Crimson Beech who tried to take the power of the Lines. And he used his power to turn Vampires into those things like you saw last night. We thought they were all gone, but it looks like there are a few still around. Which is why I'm here. Albeit against my will.

He chucks his jacket on the table and leans against it.

Cas - Now, I'd like to know how you found me.

Blake - I'm a Private Investigator.

Cas - That so?

Donovan - Why now?

Cas - What?

Donovan - You said you took these things on two years ago. Why you hunting them now?

Cas takes a deep breath.

Cas - I don't know why the Elders want them dealt with now. And I don't know where they could be hiding. I chucked the one I killed in a cave and I spent the majority of the night checking the forests. But I'll be out your hair once I'm done.

Silence fills the room and Tyler scratches the back of his head.

Tyler - Maybe... we could help you?

Donovan - What?!

Cas - No.

Stevie - Why not?

Cas - It's easier for me to do this without you lot getting in my way.

Blake - Maybe. But no one knows Beachwood like us. Can you walk into the town hall and access records?

Cas - I can speed in.

Blake - And look through without getting caught?

Cas glares at Blake.

Stevie - Face it, Harlow. You're stuck with us.

Cas raises an eyebrow at Stevie.

Cas - You're not gonna take no for an answer, are you?

The four of them talk at the same time.

Stevie - Nope.

Blake - No.

Donovan - Looks like it.

Tyler - Absolutely not.

Cas runs a hand down his face, groaning in slight frustration.

Cas - Fine. I'll let you help. But it's on my terms.

Blake - Name them.

Cas - First, you keep something silver on you at all times. We're not that keen on it.

He pulls up his sleeve, showing his brands from the elders. Stevie looks in shock.

Stevie - How?

Cas - I'm not the most popular in Crimson Beech. Second term, you learn Vampire lore. I sounded so much like Golden Boy then.

Blake - Fine.

Cas - And one more thing. If we find them, you'll all need a boost.

Tyler - Boost?

Cas - Vampire blood.

Donovan - You're not gonna... bite us, are you?

Cas - No. But a drop of Vampire blood will give you the heightened senses, strength, and speed for a small amount of time.

Blake - Oh!

Tyler - Well that's...

Stevie - Awesome!

Cas looks over at Stevie, and he can't help but smile ever so slightly.