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ang3l-fac33 · 3 days
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Hey guys, Angel is here. I'm going to be taking a long break from posting or writing, and I might even quit all together. My mental health has never been the best for a long time, and recently it's just gotten even worse. At this point, I'm just living in constant stress and anxiety, and it's really putting a strain on writing and keeping myself motivated. I love writing for you guys and all the requests you've sent me over the time of my having this account, but it's getting to the point where writing is becoming stressful and draining for me. My motivation plummeted a lot, and I don't want to put myself through so much strain, and most importantly, I don't want to give out half-assed fanfics for you all. I don't want to feel like writing is becoming a chore; I want to have fun with it and not be constantly worried and insecure about how I write.
Ive also been growing distant from Hazbin, growing a bit of a hatred for it because of how bad of a person Viv is. I tried not to let the things she's done stop me from liking the show, but I feel guilty for even liking it in the first place. I've come to realize how many flaws and questionable things there are in Hazbin, and I don't think I can handle that. The only thing I can really enjoy from it nowadays is fanfics of Lucifer, but even that puts a weight of guilt in my brain.
So, um, I guess this is goodbye? Maybe for now, maybe forever. Who really knows? Thank you for all the love and support you all have given me throughout the time I was here. I appreciate each and every one of you. It really was fun while it lasted. (Feel free to unfollow me if you wish because I won't be posting for a long time or ever again.)
I love you guys <3
angel out!
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ang3l-fac33 · 5 days
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working on a request that has been sitting in my inbox for who knows how long ;w; i never got the notification for it and just saw it today,,, soo uh,, awkward ! i have no idea if it was sent today or not but oh well
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ang3l-fac33 · 10 days
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hi hi hello!!! do you think you could write vox x spouse!reader????? i feel like he'd have such a soft spot for them and flaunt them like they're the best thing that's ever happened to him since voxtech. I'm literally in love with him por favor 😪
vox x spouse! reader.
warnings: none ! pure fluff
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vox totally is the type of guy to show off you to everyone. he's super proud that he managed to marry someone like you so damn right he's going to show you off every chance he gets.
if you're out with him he'll wrap his arm around you and hold you close, a proud and cocky smile on his face. he also keeps you close to make sure that you're safe, that nobody ever dares to touch what is his. he is very protective over the things that he loves.
he protects you from valentino, making sure that you don't receive any unwanted touches or advances. vox doesn't trust val at all when it comes to you. if you happen to be near him vox will grab you by your waist and drag him off, silently warning val with a glare.
whenever the two of you happen to cross alastor vox definitely takes the opportunity to brag to him about the wonderful spouse that he has. also makes fun of alastor for not having a spouse despite alastor being aroace (vox looks for any opportunity to make fun of alastor no matter what it is.)
vox likes to pull you into random kisses all the time, in public or not. he likes the way you get flustered and caught off guard. it makes him feel proud that he has such an effect on a beautiful person like you.
he's grouchy and irritable around everyone except for you, having a soft spot for you and you only. he could literally be yelling at valentino or anyone else but the moment that you come into the conversation his voice switches to a sweet and calming one, almost as if he wasn't just yelling at the other person. i think he would gently send you off in a promise to find you later so he could finish with whatever he was doing prior.
totally annoys the fuck out of val and velvette by how much he talks about you. but how could vox ever stop? someone like you deserved to be talked about 24/7, especially when he was married to you.
i like to think that when the two of you first got engaged he made a huge deal out of it. he made sure to make a big announcement (SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS A BITCH ASS MF) on every tv he could get his hands on! everyone needed to know that the two of you were officially engaged.
he loves you a lot and makes sure that you and everyone else knows it, even if he gets annoying sometimes.
(this is my first time ever writing for vox i apologize ;w;)
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ang3l-fac33 · 11 days
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so sorry to whoever requested this but i have no idea who fate medusa is 😭 i might not be able to do this one but i’ll try to do my research to my best ability 👍
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ang3l-fac33 · 14 days
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send requests? 🙏
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ang3l-fac33 · 19 days
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I’ve noticed you did a platonic Lucifer fic! I don’t get much luck finding others who do so, so might i request a platonic one too?
With human reader (male or gn, whichever) who moved into an apartment (plot twist: It used to belong to a satanist cult) and they accidentally trigger a summoning and Lucifer appears, and is just as confused about how he arrived.
But Reader (like many of us can agree) has just about had it with the world and at this point are unfazed with the bullshit in their life so they’re like whatever about it and even welcome Lucifer to just chill and hang out. Cue Reader being like, “Want some microwaved pizza rolls?” Or “Ever played Mario kart?” Which just makes Lucifer even MORE CONFUSED, cause he has no idea what any of that stuff is.
So the entire time they’re hanging out it’s just good wholesome moments, and for reader it might be nothing, but for Lucifer, it’s what he needed…a friend…a friend to get him through bad times…
Please make Lucifer the goofy guy that he is in the series! I need that precious short king to have a buddy!
my best friend is the devil! lucifer x reader
warnings: not proofread, rushed at the end.
genre: fluff, platonic
you groaned as you flopped down on your couch, your body sticky with sweat. it was a particularly hot day out today, and the mixture of the heat and the struggle to carry all those heavy boxes into your new house made you feel like you were dying. you would have bribed the moving truck into helping you move in your boxes, but today you were just done with the world and people in general, and the last thing you wanted was some stranger waltzing into your brand new house.
…’brand new’ might not be the best word to describe your new apartment. apparently this place had been owned by people who ran a cult. you had to admit that the place was a little worn down and creepy but you were sure there was nothing to worry about. the people are gone now and probably took their satanic shit with them.
you closed your eyes and leaned your head back against the headrest, really deserving it after having carried a shit tone of heavy boxes into your house. all you wanted to do right now was relax, but it seemed your stomach had other ideas. your tummy rumbled, signaling your need for food, and you groaned. you didn’t even realize how hungry you were until your stomach notified it for you.
you sighed and opening your eyes to stare at the ceiling, just now remembering that you were very sweaty and uncomfortable. maybe it was time to have a nice long bath, then get yourself something to eat. pizza rolls maybe? that sounded good as fuck right about now. you deserved some damn pizza rolls.
so with that you peeled yourself off of your couch and began rummaging through the dozens of boxes that were scattered all across the room, looking for where you put the box you stored your clothes in. you were a very unorganized person and sometimes you curse yourself for it. once you picked out a pair of comfortable clothes, you headed towards the bathroom for your nice, relaxing shower.
thirty minutes later you came out of the bathroom feeling much more relaxed and content than before, the feel of the warm water calming you down. now for the thing you were most excited for. pizza rolls. you made a bee line towards the kitchen, opening up the freezer that you remembered putting the pizza rolls in earlier. you had taken a quick break from carrying in boxes to head to the store earlier in the day, knowing that you would be hungry by the time the day ended. way to go for being prepared!
you took the delicious food from the freezer and put them on a plate, popping them in the stove a few seconds later. these little shits couldn’t heat up any faster? you we’re starving! with an impatient groan, you backed away and decided to wonder while you waited for your pizza rolls to cook. you hadn’t really gotten to explore your new place yet due to moving boxes all day, so you took your chance.
the house was pretty nice, no sign of cultists living here previously. maybe it was just a rumor to scare people? even if it was true you really didn’t care. if they’re gone there gone! you really didn’t react too much to anything anymore, too tired and done with the world to do so. satanic cults wasnt the weirdest thing you had experienced in your life.
as you were walking you noticed a book on one of the tables in the dining room. you raised a brow, not remembering leaving any books laying about. but being the curious person you are, you headed over towards the table and picked it up. it was dusty and looked a bit old, worn down a little.
you couldn’t make word of the books cover due to the dust, so you blew on it, making the dust fly into your face. you coughed and fanned the air around you with your hand, making a noise of irritation. after you managed to clear all the dust from your face, you looked back down at the book, only for your eyebrows to rase in surprise. this was a satanic book! more specifically, a book to summon all sorts of things! so much for taking all their shit with them. so it wasn’t a rumor after all. huh.
with growing curiosity, you opened the book and flipped to a random page. the page was stained with red which was concerning, but you chose to move past that. the words on the page were in a different language that you didn’t know. “what the?.. what language even is this?” you mumbled to yourself, squinting to see if you could get a better look. you then began to try and read the words out loud, not knowing what you had just caused.
“fuck this.” you had said after a few more seconds of trying to read the language out loud, slamming the book closed. your pizza rolls should be done soon anyway. you placed the book back down on the table and stretched, making a soft groaning noise of satisfaction. but just as you were about to head to the kitchen, a cold gust of air swept over you, seeming to make the whole room freezing in an instant.
"the hell?.." you muttered, wrapping your arms around yourself in an attempt to warm yourself up. but before you could dwell on the sudden coldness the ground started to shake violently. "shit!" you cursed, scrambling to grab hold of something so you didn't fall. what the fuck was happening? was it an earthquake?
crack!
the ground in front of you suddenly split open, and you watched in surprise as flames erupted from the ground, instantly swarming the apartment with heat. huh.. it's a good thing you lived on the first floor. you backed up and squinted, the bright lights of the flaming fire messing with your vision. something suddenly came flying out of the fire, barreling right into you and knocking you both to the ground. a few seconds later the fire had burnt out, leaving the apartment the way it was moments before. it was as if nothing ever happened.
when you came back to your senses the first thing you noticed was something heavy laying on top of you. you opened your eyes only to be faced with a man sprawled out on top of you, seeming just as dazed as you were. well this was interesting. the stranger rubbed his head and groaned, his eyes slowly opening to meet yours. there was a brief pause where the two of you just stared at each other in shock, neither of you moving or speaking.
the man soon seemed to realize the position the two of you were in, and he quickly scrambled off you while stuttering out an apology. you sat up and stared at the man, more curious than anything. he continued to ramble while you studied him. pale skin, red cheeks, sharp teeth… did you actually manage to summon something from the depths of hell? it would explain all the fire and shit..
“..what the fuck are you? are you a demon or what?” you blurted out, stopping the strange man mid apology. he looked slightly offended, scoffing as he adjusted his hat. “i’m the king of hell actually.” he corrected as if you were supposed to know that. he then glanced around, seeming to remember that he was in an unknown place. his offended look quickly shifted to one of confusion and nervousness.
“…where am i? this isn’t the hotel..” he paused to look around frantically. “this isn’t even hell! ohhh boy…” he seemed a bit panicked now, clutching at the cane he had appeared with. this guy wasn’t all that scary or intimidating for being the king of hell. you couldn’t help but to be amused. you sat up, cocking your head to the side. “why are you so short?” you asked bluntly, not seeming to care if you upset him at all.
the so called ‘king of hell’ paused, his cheeks flushing in what seemed to be embarrassment and a bit of anger. he began to stutter, trying his best to seem intimidating. “wh— do you know who i am?! i can have you killed with just the snap of my fingers! you can’t just call the king of hell short!” he pouted, making him seem more like a whiny child more than anything. you snorted in amusement.
“sure.. whatever you say. anyway.. welcome to earth! i accidentally summoned you with this book.” you picked up the summoning book, letting the demon have a good look at it. “it belonged to some creepy cultists that lived here before me. speaking of, i’m pretty sure that i managed to summon you before they even could! guess i’m just that good.” lucifer’s eyes went wide once more, and he snatched the book from your hand.
lucifer forgot that he could even be summoned in all honesty. it’s been a while since someone had successfully done so, but even then the last person who did manage to summon him was some teenager messing around with summonings, believing that it was all fake. the kid ended up running away and screaming, and lucifer just ended up leaving after that. he was a little confused on why you didn’t seem to react the same. you didn’t seem phased in the slightest!
suddenly there was a ding, and you both turned your heads to where it came from. it was from the kitchen, but more specifically the oven. “fuck yeah my pizza rolls are ready!” you quickly hopped to your feet, your stomach growling in anticipation. then you paused, remembering that the literal king of hell was in your apartment.
you turned to look at him. “…do you want some pizza rolls?” you asked after a few seconds of silence, not really sure what to say next.
“…what in the ever living hell are pizza rolls?”
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you watched in surprise as lucifer began to down most of the pizza rolls on the plate. when he asked you what pizza rolls are you immediately sat him down on your couch and made him try them. no living (or dead) person should go on with their life without trying pizza rolls at least once. but you didn’t expect him to like it… that much. having the devil at your place was surprisingly calm. you managed to have a nice conversation with him as you took the pizza rolls out, even exchanging each other’s names.
“these things are so much better than most foods back down in hell!” he said, his mouth stuffed with a bunch of pizza rolls. “golly.. humans have it nice up here! beats being down there in hell.” you cringed at that, internally disagreeing with that. the world was a pretty fucked up place but pizza rolls made up for that. kind of.
“so.. do you guys have mario kart in hell or?..” lucifer paused, looking up at you with raised brows. “what’s mario kart?” lucifer’s response made you sigh in disappointment. “no pizza rolls AND no mario kart? hopefully i don’t end up stuck in hell when i die.” you muttered, grabbing the remote to turn on the tv to hook your console to.
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“damn it!” you shouted in frustration, throwing your controller on the ground. “how the fuck do you keep winning?! this is your first time ever playing this game!”
lucifer gave a slow frog blink, a little confused. if he was being honest he was just pressing random buttons and moving the joystick a bunch. he didn’t understand how he won either, but he was proud! he gave a sharp toothed grin, looking smug despite being just as confused as you. “i guess that i’m just better.”
you glared at him before huffing, plopping a pizza roll into your mouth. “whatever..” you mumbled, pouting. despite your irritation it was clear that you were having just as much fun as lucifer was, laughing and cheering every time the two of you were in the middle of a match. it was surprisingly… fun. who knew having the devil at your place could be so much fun?
the two of you played and talked for hours, and lucifer ended up eating all your pizza rolls. it was a bit disappointing since you barely got to have any but he seemed happy so you weren’t going to complain. but of course all good things must come to an end, and lucifer had to leave. something about visiting his daughter at some hotel? you didn’t know hell had hotels or that the devil himself had a daughter, but it wasn’t the weirdest thing you’ve heard today.
it ended with lucifer leaving through some scary looking portal, promising he would stop by at some point so that the two of you could do this again. he even left you his phone number! you weren’t sure if you could even text him since he was in hell, but oh well.
you flopped down on your couch again with a content sigh. you had befriended the king of hell and had no regrets. thank you to that cultist’s book of summoning spells! you managed to make a new friend, even if he wasn’t exactly human. you were content, happy.. it was a good idea to move here.
(a/n: i actually had so much fun writing this! i might actually make this a series if it gets popular enough. thank you for requesting this and i’m sorry it got a bit rushed at the end, there’s some personal issues going on irl rn but i was determined to finish it ;w; so sorry for the wait.)
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ang3l-fac33 · 21 days
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writers block hit hard… but finally almost done with the request.. yippee!!!!
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ang3l-fac33 · 23 days
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you groaned as you flopped down on your couch, your body sticky with sweat. it was a particularly hot day out today, and the mixture of the heat and the struggle to carry all those heavy boxes into your new house made you feel like you were dying. you would have bribed the moving truck into helping you move in your boxes, but today you were just done with the world and people in general, and the last thing you wanted was some stranger waltzing into your brand new house.
…’brand new’ might not be the best word to describe your new apartment. apparently this place had been owned by people who ran a cult. you had to admit that the place was a little worn down and creepy but you were sure there was nothing to worry about. the people are gone now and probably took their satanic shit with them.
you closed your eyes and leaned your head back against the headrest, really deserving it after having carried a shit tone of heavy boxes into your house. all you wanted to do right now was relax, but it seemed your stomach had other ideas. your tummy rumbled, signaling your need for food, and you groaned. you didn’t even realize how hungry you were until your stomach notified it for you.
you sighed and opening your eyes to stare at the ceiling, just now remembering that you were very sweaty and uncomfortable. maybe it was time to have a nice long bath, then get yourself something to eat. pizza rolls maybe? that sounded good as fuck right about now. you deserved some damn pizza rolls.
(short preview of what im working on! :3)
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ang3l-fac33 · 23 days
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MY DRAFTS WONT SAVE WHAT THE FUCK
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ang3l-fac33 · 23 days
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is anyone elses drafts fucking up or is it just me? it wont save my recent progress even though it says it saved ): like every time i go back to my drafts what i wrote will be gone
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ang3l-fac33 · 24 days
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FUUCK MR SVAROG CREASE HIS JORDANS!!!
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ang3l-fac33 · 25 days
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got a request i’m working on that will probably be a long one so expect it to come out in a few days or so! i’m really excited for this one because the prompt is a really interesting idea to me!
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ang3l-fac33 · 25 days
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dude?? omg?? my vision has gotten so shitty out of nowhere istg sndjjfk i cant even hold it to my face like i used to without the letters getting blurry HOW DO I WRITE LIKE THIS
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ang3l-fac33 · 25 days
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Headcanons of Reader who is like a brother figure to Lucifer? Like the poor King of Hell was practically shunned by his actual brothers from heaven, but reader (who is a hellhound if possible or whatever type of hellborn you decide) after years of working for him, formed a stronger bond of brotherhood, with reader always having the king’s back!!
lucifer x brother figure reader headcanons! (platonic ofc)
warnings: none! (not proofread)
- you definitely are the protective brother type when it comes to lucifer. you always looked out for him wether he liked it or not. you took on the responsibility to look out for you since no one else did.
- you’ve grown to be a brother figure to lucifer over the years and you loved that. you were glad that after all these years he had someone to trust! (bonus points for that person being you.)
- you definitely watch over him to make sure that he doesn’t accidentally exhaust himself while working. you’ll bring him tea, coffee, snacks, and really anything that would help him.
- you would also take him out to lunch sometimes, being the good brother figure that you are. you would even prepare some meals for him if there was no time to go out.
- if he’s sad or going through one of his depressive episodes you’ll be at his side in an instant, trying to make him feel better. you’d talk about anything and everything to try and distract him from whatever was bothering him.
- it wouldn’t be a brother like relationship without playful bickering every now and then! the two of you would sometimes get into play fights, teasing and annoying each other to no end.
- sometimes you’ll playfully ruffle his hair and mess it up, making lucifer annoyed. he would complain about it but all he would get in response from you is you sticking out your tongue.
- despite being older, lucifer really looks up to you. you’ve helped him a lot throughout the years and he couldn’t be more grateful for it. he really does see you as a brother.
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ang3l-fac33 · 27 days
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Lucifer X touch starved male reader?
lucifer x touch starved reader headcanons!
warnings: none! just fluff (: (not proofread)
- before you and lucifer started dating you would constantly hide how touch starved you are. so when you two got together and grew more comfortable with each other, that’s when you really let it show. lucifer was surprised by that but not angry in the slightest. he could understand how you felt.
- it started off subtle at first. little touches to his arm, holding his hand, and even putting your hands on his shoulders. little touches that you were brave enough to do in the beginning of your relationship. he didn’t mind it at all, finding it quite cute for your need to be close to him.
- sometimes you would play with the strands of his hair, other times you would fiddle with his fingers if you were bored. you just had a constant need to be around him and hold him. it was comforting and sweet.
- a little deeper into the relationship and you start to get more bold. you would now start to give hugs and let your need for closeness to be known. it was like a constant itch, something you couldn’t get rid of until you were close to lucifer.
- if you two were alone you would randomly come up to him and hug him, not moving away for minutes. it was just so refreshing to feel lucifer in your arms. you would hold both his hands this time, but you were much closer this time. you would just hold him close, and lucifer never objected. he encouraged it more than anything.
- lucifer knew how touch starved you are by now so he made sure to give you all the hugs and closeness that you desired. it was practically a win win situation since he was also touch starved himself.
- if lucifer was relaxing on the couch sometimes you would pop out of nowhere and lay on top of him, next to him, etc. it would always catch him a bit off guard but he accepted cuddles with open arms.
- you like to sprawl out on top of him and bury your face into the side of lucifer’s neck whenever the two of you lay in bed. lucifer will rub your back and run his fingers through your hair, making you melt.
- when you’re having a bad day you go right to lucifer, who gladly showers your face in kisses while holding you in his arms. lucifer loves his boyfriend dearly and his favorite thing is to make you feel better when upset or stressed.
(a/n: mmm i love writing headcanons! probably my favorite type of fanfics to write. also i noticed half way through i wasn’t using the font that i usually use but oh well!)
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ang3l-fac33 · 27 days
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brewing up some requests (:<
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ang3l-fac33 · 28 days
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when i get requests i usually respond to it by keyboard smash to save it and send it to my drafts to work on it later and there has been multiple occasions where i almost posted my keyboard smashes instead of saving it,, i’m bound to accidentally post one of those at some point and im not ready for that to happen
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