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Hello misfits! Your favorite sass master here with another fic! Well I've got several I'm working on but its been awhile since I've posted one to here eh? Enjoy!
Living through Hell: Hazbin Apocalypse AU Pt.1
“Reginald stop the car!” A female voice cried as the driver who was named Reginald looked back at his mistress briefly.
“Of course, Miss Morningstar!” He replied as he soon brought the large black truck to a skidding halt in front of a lone store. “I suggest hurrying, m'lady. we don't want to linger for too long with the hoarde of zombies nearby!” He watched as the tall blonde woman exited the 2015 Knight XV.
Out of the corner of her eye, the woman spotted a grey camo Hummer with wings painted on the hood and the letters U.S.H painted on the sides speeding off with two people laughing, flipping the building off. “Assholes..” She muttered but went inside since her radio picked up a distress call.
The building used to be what looked to be a sub fast food place named Hellway. The blonde looked around and spotted the back room with a trail of blood leading to it. “Shit, they might be hurt pretty bad…”
The groans of zombies outside made the woman move quickly and quietly as her black combat boots trekked along the broken debris. “Mierda…” She blinked hearing a voice. “Bet those fucks didn't notice I snagged their fucking radio, ammo, and supplies..”
A soft groan escaped the owner as they soon turned their head towards the door opening. “Oh shit… You look worse than I thought.” The owner saw the blonde in the doorway and moved back wincing. “Hey, I'm the one who got the distress call, I'm here to help.”
“Gracias…”
The blonde looked over the wounded figure, a woman who looked to be in her early twenties with beautiful short brown hair, and a soft light brown eye since the other one had been gouged out. “This should do, for now, but I'm going to get you outta here ok?”
“Don't forget the backpack over there too, it's got stuff for you..” The brunette wheezed, pointing to the grey army backpack to the side.
“Thanks, I'm Charlie by the way.” The blonde replied, wrapping the bleeding socket with bandages and a gauze. This earned a slight yet very cute smile making Charlie blush a bit.
“Vaggie… I know sounds dumb right?” The brunette winced, but the sound of glass breaking made her move into Charlie's arms showing there was more wounds on the back. “We gotta move now!” She whispered growling.
Charlie shook her head to clear the gay thoughts as she soon grabbed the heavy army back with one arm, and the smaller woman with the other showing how strong she was underneath her tattered white button up. She soon bolted with both. “Reginald, start the truck now!” She shouted, making the elderly man in the driver seat nod. “Right away Miss Morningstar!”
Two dogs both being beautiful black border collies jumped and opened the side door, letting their owner jump in without much hassle. “Nicely done Razzle and Dazzle!” Charlie cooed at her boys.
Reginald soon punched the gas pedal as a hoarde of zombies rushed them, he managed to shake three that managed to latch on off. “Not bad old man.” Vaggie smirked a bit but looked really weak. She was perched in Charlie's lap in the backseat since the latter tossed the bag to the side.
Charlie fished out the first aid kit that was hidden in the back compartment underneath the luxurious display of a flat screen TV, a gaming console, a DVD player, and an inner radio set up. She started using a cloth to apply pressure to the wound on the back, making Vaggie hiss. “Just stay with me, okay?”
“Those look like hooked machete cuts, m'lady. The blade is jagged, so those wounds won't be easy to heal without major scarring.” Reginald replied, making Charlie growl.
“Assholes, why would anyone do this?”
“You're sweet, but listen, word of advice? Don't go helping everyone you meet, you'll be bled dry in this hellhole..” Vaggie winced but due to blood loss she passed out.
Charlie blinked but gave a soft look. “I know but if I can help someone I will..” She muttered as the drive was a long one.
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Her mind drifted to the people she tried to help. Some brushed her off and snapped for getting in the way; others straight up demanded the goods she was carrying. It saddened her that she had been forced to use violence on multiple occasions, giving her the reputation and the nickname The Demon Princess for her prowess.
Those eyes drifted out the window as her eyes watched the rocky landscape go by as Reginald made sure to keep the drive quiet and comfortable.
On the drive back, Charlie's mind wandered to before the Apocalypse four years ago, she and her parents were happy and out on a hunting trip. While she hated the fact they killed cute animals, it meant spending time with her mother and father who were always all over one another. Her father Lucifer was the head of Pentagram City, a place where each district was named after the seven deadly sins, as a way to get back as his old friends since they casted him out when he decided to help his wife Lilith, a well known crime boss who refused to bow down to anyone.
Charlie smiled remembering her aunts and uncles, they were so nice to her if some were a bit strange. Though when Lilith disappeared one night, the whole world went to shit. Some blame Lilith and Lucifer for unleashing an apocalyptic nuke on the world, others revered them as gods of worship. Both sides left a bad taste in the blonde's mouth. One hand others scorned her and her family, trying to dupe, outwit, or possibly kill them, while the other half were creepy cult fanatics who acted like the seven sins forming new communities within the old ones.
Reginald was one of the old servants of the Morningstar manor, a kind elderly gentleman who felt like a lovable grandpa. He taught Charlie to shoot, scavage, and survive the new world when her own father went into hiding. He was often dressed in a casual black suit with a white shirt, and black bowtie. His wife Ester had died of old age prior, but was Charlie's nanny. The old man often spoiled Charlie too, saying that she was like his own grandchild, and was very protective much like the dogs Razzle and Dazzle.
The butler looked sadden seeing his mistress deep in thought, and yet she was being so caring despite the trauma she had. “M'lady it seems we've possibly gained a new ally. At least it won't be just us four anymore.” He piped up, making Charlie come out of her thoughts. “Makes this old man happy to see you have a friend close to your age..”
“Mhm… I hope so..” The blonde replied with a soft look. Her eyes were a rare trait. They shined like rubies alongside her beautiful platinum blonde hair and pale skin. She resembled someone with albinism to some degree. It made other children steer clear of her despite how friendly she appeared.
Reginald was the first outsider to call her cute and charming, he remembered how he found her curled up in his black suit jacket one stormy night since her parents were away that weekend. He smiled fondly at the memory. Another memory was Charlie's first suit since she wanted to dress more masculine and be seen as more like herself than some prissy noble doll. He smiled watching the teen wear a very cute red suit which mimicked what Lucifer used to wear. “You've grown so much M'lady, it makes me very proud and teary.”
Charlie giggled as the truck drove up to a small abandoned red brick house that was their base. The dogs easily jumped out first as Reginald carried the backpack inside alongside the rifle his mistress used. “Well I do have the best grandpa.” She teased carrying in the unconscious Vaggie.
He smiled at the comment and went to gather the medical supplies to help the patient. “I assume you'd like to handle it, Miss Morningstar?” He asked as Charlie nodded. “Alright then, I'll go cook us something.” He left the small bedroom leaving his mistress alone.
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Charlie got out some water that had been purified and poured it into a small bowl, she then dipped a cloth into it. “This might sting a little..” She spoke while gently removing the blood soaked bandages on Vaggie's face. She winced seeing the empty socket but carefully wiped around it since an infection there could prove deadly.
The latter hissed as her good eye opened slightly. “Sorry!” She heard Charlie say as the blonde flinched back. “So how bad is it?” Vaggie asked as her stomach churned from the headache.
“W-well..” Charlie scratched her cheek a bit. “There's a few jagged marks since an x was carved into it, it seems like whoever did this was brutal, Reginald says it was the work of a machete.” She sheepishly stated, though, applied rubbing alcohol to a clean cloth. “I need to disinfect it…”
“Do what you gotta do. I can't move anyway..” Vaggie groaned, closing her eyes, making the x on her left eyelid seen even more. Charlie felt bad seeing it, but she then rolled up a free cloth. “Hmm?”
“Bite down on this..” The blonde offered since it was better than biting the tongue.
“Gracias…”
The process of cleaning the wounds was long, but the pain did keep Vaggie awake, though she was grateful for the cloth she was biting down on. Charlie got to the smaller woman's back and blinked, her eyes widening in horror. “Fuck…” She breathed, seeing the lacerations. “You're seriously one tough woman since you've managed to survive with these wounds…”
This earned a soft chuckle from Vaggie, who then winced feeling Charlie apply a medical gauze to her back. “I used to live with people from my military days, and was also the youngest female soldier there too.” She replied looking back. “They were not the nicest to say the least…”
Charlie winced at the last comment but then blushed a bit. “Sorry but um… Could you move your arms up, please?” She asked as Vaggie chuckled.
“Aren't you polite.” The Latina playfully teased with a soft smile, though she did move her arms to the best the wounds would allow, since Charlie had to wrap her torso. “Wh-what, it's only natural to ask when doing this?”
“Unless the person is out cold?” Vaggie smirked, teasing her some more.
“Hey, you were bleeding from the eye! I had to do something!” Charlie defended looking like a pouting puppy. She soon re-wrapped Vaggie's left eye again with a fresh gauze and bandages. The two were seen laughing a bit as Reginald came in with dinner as it was almost nightfall.
“This is my butler Reginald, he drove us here.” Charlie gestured to the older man.
“A pleasure my lady. It seems M'lady has done quite well patching you up too.” He smiled seeing the handiwork.
Vaggie eyed him a bit, but found he wasn't a threat since he didn't look at her with that gross objectifying gaze Adam usually had. “Vaggie..” She replied, but looked away since he reminded her of the elderly couple her old gang had bullied.
“A lovely name for a young miss. Now please you must be hungry, so eat up.” Reginald commented with a kind smile to his warm green eyes.
Charlie smiled and took a bowl from the tray Reginald was holding. “First bowl is yours, Vaggie.” She grinned, making the smaller woman blink. “Oh uh thanks..”
Reginald took his food with him as he left the girls seeing how Vaggie looked a little uncomfortable around men. “Poor girl.. Though I have to wonder why that Hummer was there in the first place.” He pondered and decided to look into it.
That night the girls rested well with the pair of dogs beside them, though Reginald gasped at his findings while using the high powered radio. “United Sanctuary of Heaven?” He blinked since his master Lucifer had belonged to such a place. “The Exorcists Platoon?” He nodded hearing that it was the group that drove the army issued Hummers. “M'lady I hope you know what you're doing…” He decided not to report this to his mistress just yet, as he trusted Charlie's judgement.
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The info weighed on Reginald during the month it took Vaggie to heal fully. He wanted to ask the girl about it, but saw she was still a little skittish around him. Charlie and the dogs not so much. “Miss Vaggie, I found this in the basement awhile ago. Would you like it?” He asked, trying to make friends with her.
Vaggie blinked as in his hands was a powerful 12 gauge Ithaca 37 shotgun. “No way!” Her eye lit up seeing it. “That's a 1933 model, where the fuck did you get this?!” She actually smirked holding the pump-action gun.
“It seems the owner of this house loved his guns, I've found a 1982 AutoMag .44 magnum as well.” The butler smiled, showing the gun on his belt.
Charlie blinked, looking over after hearing that adorable squee. She had her mouth agape hearing Vaggie going off about guns and weapons and finding it fun to discuss with Reginald, who was smiling. “Huh…” The blonde found this to be really cute as her blush deepened. “Ah fuck, I think I might have a crush..” She watched the short haired brunette with a ramble on with a beautiful grin. “No c'mon Charlie, you've only known this girl for a month and your lonely ass got attached.” She muttered and scolded herself.
She remembered the month that had gone by clearly, from the cleaning of the wounds while sneaking a peek at that gorgeous lightly tanned skin with small freckles along the back, shoulders and nape, to the quick catches and gentle touches she had given to Vaggie's skin when the woman was about to fall. Charlie grumbled remembering how focused and hot she looked when test firing some BB guns to get back into shape. She sighed and went to do some light training in the backyard as a way to clear her head.
Vaggie soon looked around for Charlie to gush and show her new shotgun too like a kid with a new toy. But what greeted her lone eye was a sight to behold. Charlie kicked the bottle that was placed on a dummy clean off with her right foot. She looked like she barely broke a sweat and super focused. “Dios mio…” Vaggie watched since she only ever saw the friendly puppy dog side. Reginald noticed and playfully walked away since he didn't want to spook Vaggie.
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Charlie kept at it for an hour and easily left the dummy she was beating up a huge mess. She sighed with her mind still filled with gay thoughts. She grumbled and went to practice her shooting not knowing her crush was watching her from inside the house. “Towel m'lady?” Reginald came over after another hour holding up a small red towel.
Charlie sighed and took it gratefully, she wiped the back of her neck since her long blonde hair made it heat up a lot. “Sorry for the mess.” She replied sheepishly since due to her practice she left the backyard disheveled.
“No need to apologize, I'm just glad you're using the facility I've made.” The butler smiled as he walked past Charlie. He was at least a few inches shorter as his mistress was tall for her age. He smiled, remembering how the little princess was so small.
Reginald thought back to his time at the manor. He smiled when he thought of the first friendly grin he got from Charlie when she was little. He chuckled, cleaning up as more memories surfaced. Her giddy face when she went on a date with Seviathan since their fathers got them together, then her tears when the fuckwit broke her heart since he made her feel unwanted and ugly, and then the emo phase, what a sight that was. Reginald sighed as he tried to help her with the pain since her father seemed so distant with her as was her mother. He managed to coax her out of that phase as he reminded her of who she used to be.
He spotted Charlie in the present helping him with the chore. He smiled softly seeing that kind hearted girl he knew, however he couldn't help but feel saddened when he remembered how lonely she was. He sighed softly since for a time before the apocalypse happened he had been retired with his wife, which left the girl alone for several years as he wanted to take care of his family first. She understood but was still sad. However when the two were brought together again in this hellish world, he couldn't have been happier to return to her side. “M'lady you don't have to do this.” He replied though winced since his back was getting bad.
“Nonsense! Your back has been bothering you lately so this is the least I can do to help you Reginald.” Charlie replied seeing her butler rubbing a sore spot on his lower back.
“I blame myself for getting old.” He chuckled trying to make a joke. “You're too kind to an old fart like me.”
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Vaggie blinked having gone inside the house as she looked from the window seeing them, she felt a soft twinge inside as the two reminded her of her family back home, and the old platoon she cared for despite what the general and his lieutenant did to her. She moved away from the window as a tear threatened to escape. “Wasn't I one of the best there was, so why did they betray me? All I did was spare some survivors from their raid…” Her mind drifted to that day.
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“Hey Vaggie, check this out.” Adam smirked, pronouncing her name with a hard g. “A raider camp of filthy bastards prime for the picking. Shall we go see what we can find, eh Vagasaurus?”
“As long as I can test out this badass new machete, I'm good.” Lute replied, holding up what looked to be a thin bill hook blade.
Vaggie smiled at her two friends and then back at the squad of seven black and grey camo dressed soldiers, most being women. “Another set of raiders off the map is a good enough reason to me.”
Then it happened. The squad took down the ‘raider’ camp, which turned out to be innocent survivors who didn't pay Adam's ridiculous tax that made their area safe. Vaggie's stomach churned, seeing the glee the others took, taking down the small six man encampment. She spotted a woman and her child running into the Hellway and followed, not knowing Adam and Lute were behind her. “P-please mercy, we're not fighters at all!” The mother pleaded, holding her baby boy close.
Vaggie winced a bit, removing her grey camo helmet, which had a face mask painted to resemble a frowning demon. “I'm not here to hurt you, but you can't stay in here either. So run now, there's a miata three blocks down from here with half a tank of fuel left.” She ushered and watched the family bolt with a tearful thank you.
She sighed softly watching them go, but blinked hearing a bullet whizz past her head and nail the woman in the back. “What a bad thing you've just done…” A male voice spoke, making Vaggie's blood run cold. “Shame too, you were one of our best.”
“Stop!” She pointed her old military rifle at Adam. “Let the kid go now, or else a bullet goes through your fucking head!”
Adam laughed and shrugged, he did as asked so that Vaggie would drop her guard enough for Lute to swing that machete cutting both the old gun in half and her left eye in the process. “See I let the kid go since we're old friends. But now we got a problem, see?” His finger jabbed to the zombies approaching.
Lute grinned and turned Vaggie's face and carved out that eye causing the smaller woman to howl with pain and sent it flying for the zombies to catch the scent. “You'll be perfect zombie food since you caused this unnecessary commotion you little bitch.”
“Lute why..” Vaggie asked since Lute had been like family to her when she lost her own.
Adam laughed seeing Lute stomp on Vaggie's back. “Be sure to carve up those little wing tattoos on her back. I can't have anyone finding an exorcist dead.” He smirked as Lute was all too happy to tear up the mark of the Platoon making Vaggie suffer even more.
The two turned their backs to a wounded Vaggie, but she growled, refusing to die right there. She took her bowie knife and slashed the grey army bag off of Adam's back, and grabbed it swiftly when Lute ran out to start the Hummer. Adam, hearing only his loud laugh and zombie snarls, didn't notice it at all.
“He was always such a giant dumbass…” Vaggie huffed softly and soon used the radio in the back to call for aid.
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Vaggie shuddered coming back from her memories, she panted softly, her body trembling with cold sweat. “How am I still alive..” She muttered though quickly changed her demeanor when she heard the door.
“It's gotten dark out, but the clean up is done.” Reginald chuckled, retiring to his cot. “Good night ladies.”
“Night Reginald.” Charlie replied smiling. She soon lightly tugged at her shirt collar. “Man I'm sweaty, I think I'll go wash up.”
Vaggie blinked watching the blonde leave. She wanted to reach out but her hand stopped midway as her mind sneered at her. You've killed so many innocents, do you really think you deserve comfort? Those words sent a shudder down the brunette's spine.
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Upstairs Charlie used a wet cloth to wipe herself down, water was getting scarce in the area, same with food as she sighed. “We might have to move soon.” She looked over the list of supplies. “Medicine is also low, and the report of increased zombie activity is worrying me.”
While Charlie looked over the notes and jotted down more in an empty notebook, Vaggie was sitting downstairs trying to keep her mind off of the horrible daydream-like memory. The brunette sighed, closing her right eye as the other one had been sealed shut due to the scarring. “Hmm?” She opened her eye to see the two border collies looking at her. “Hey boys..”
The pups saw that tired strained smile, Dazzle nudged his brother Razzle to go get Charlie while he soon laid down on the couch beside Vaggie, plopping his fluffy head on her lap.
Razzle barked in affirmation, and dashed upstairs making Charlie yelp. “Razzle, you scared me!” She sighed, placing a hand over her racing heart. “Why are you up here boy?”
Razzle tugged on her sleeve, asking her to follow him, which the blonde did out of curiosity.
Charlie's heart sank seeing the tired gaze Vaggie had as the brunette looked up hearing footsteps. “Are you ok?” She asked coming over to sit down beside her while Razzle laid on the floor. “Sorry for saying this but you look like shit.”
“I feel like shit..” Vaggie replied not even hiding it since she was a terrible liar.
Charlie looked at her dogs, she knew animals had a keener sense for when something was wrong. She then smiled softly and got up, making Dazzle move as well. “I think a good night sleep in a soft bed will fix that, for a whole month you've been on that couch!” The blonde explained then she gave a cute devilish smirk. “Up we go!”
This made Vaggie yelp as she was scooped up by the taller woman. “Hey! I don't mind the couch, honestly!”
“Nope, you're coming with me.” Charlie started to walk towards the stairs. “And I won't take no for an answer especially since you look exhausted!”
Vaggie was about to open her mouth but closed it with a soft grumble. She was soon plopped down on the big comfy bed. “Dios mio, you're so stubborn..”
“Someone has to be since you've been pushing yourself ever since you were able to walk two weeks ago!” Charlie replied and gave a cute pout. She soon climbed into bed and held Vaggie close making the brunette blush a bit. “Besides you're cold aren't you, I'm seriously like a furnace so this works out too.” She lightly nuzzled into Vaggie's hair trying to hide her own blush.
Vaggie never really had been this close to anyone, even back with her old group, everyone slept in shifts to keep an eye out for zombies, and raiders. She had taken it upon herself to repay Charlie back by being her own watch dog since her senses were used to it. “I guess…” The brunette muttered but couldn't ignore that pleasant apple scent and warmth that came from Charlie. It put her at ease as she leaned in lightly nuzzling those breasts.
This sent Charlie's mind into a bi-panic as her blush darkened as much as it could since she was like an albino. “Night Vaggie..” She smiled softly with her heartbeat quickening.
It felt so right to hold her, more than it ever did with her ex boyfriend as Charlie soon fell asleep hearing that soft reply. “Night Charlie…”
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Somewhere in the early morning Charlie awoke slightly feeling a bit of fidgeting in her arms. The scent of lavender clued her in as to who it was. “Mmhn?” She opened an eyelid and looked down.
During their sleep, Charlie had moved from laying on her side to laying on her back taking Vaggie with her as she saw the smaller woman nuzzle closer into the crook of the blonde's neck. Her tired eyes stared at the beauty cradled in her arms with a dopey smile. “She sure is cute, even when asleep.” She muttered giving a soft kiss to Vaggie’s head. That sleepy motion instantly awoke Charlie who had an ‘oh fuck’ look. Relief went through her as she saw that Vaggie hadn't woken up. “Calm your lonely ass down girl..” She laid back on the pillow mentally kicking herself.
It was another hour before Vaggie would awoke with a soft groan and very cute yawn. “This isn't the couch..” She mumbled, blinking away her sleepiness. “Too cozy and warm..”
“Um thanks?” Charlie replied awkwardly as Vaggie blinked only to look down at the cheeky blonde. “Ack!” She backed up, moving to the foot of the bed making Charlie laugh.
“How long were you awake?!”
“An hour, I couldn't move you since you kinda just nuzzled into me?”
Hearing that Vaggie blushed and groaned, hiding her face with her hands. It was so awkward but a part of her was annoyed she left that cozy spot. “It's your fault for being a good pillow!”
“Why thank you.” Charlie kept that playful grin showing her teeth with slightly long canines. “How would you like to rate your sleep, Miss?” She teased.
Vaggie whacked her with a pillow making Charlie laugh and snort. She couldn't resist laughing along since that smile was infectious. “Jerk… But fine, it was honestly the best I've had alright?”
“The best huh?” Charlie smiled but then gave a softer look. “You do look a lot more refreshed. But if I may, why are you pushing yourself so hard every night to keep watch for zombies? Razzle and Dazzle plus the jingling cans we've set up are already doing that job for us so we can relax.” She asked, since she's seen the dark circles under Vaggie's eyes.
Vaggie shifted awkwardly, lightly playing with some of her hair since it had gotten a little longer than the short bob she had previously. “I used to be a watchdog for my previous group and it's just a habit by now. But if it helps protect you princesa then I don't mind being alone at night.”
Charlie puffed up her cheeks with a cute growl. “Well then break that habit please, you're not my personal guard Vaggie, you're my friend, best friend if I'm honest..” She replied poking Vaggie on the nose.
The brunette blinked, though a soft smile graced her lips. “I’ll try but no promise though. Never know when it could come in handy.” She chuckled but squeaked when Charlie brought her into a big hug.
Vaggie chuckled a bit and patted Charlie on the back, she however started to feel her stomach twist with guilt. However the taller woman moved back and got up with a grin, and started to move away from the bed. Vaggie watched her get ready but had to look away since when Charlie bent over, she got a nice view of that cute butt. “Fuck she's really cute.” She mumbled but couldn't help it as she looked back again seeing the light framing Charlie's figure.
“Thank you!” She cooed nuzzling Vaggie.
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Though that was short lived as the dogs started barking. “M'lady! We've got a problem!” Reginald called, making Charlie pick up her Hawken rifle and dash downstairs followed by Vaggie with her shotgun.
“Shit, how did so many get past the cans?!” Charlie hissed seeing several zombies banging on their makeshift fence, she soon spotted why as the set up had fallen apart. “Great…”
“If we use our guns it'll draw even more, so let me handle this!” Vaggie growled then smirked, grabbing a harpoon off the wall. “Perfect..”
Reginald blinked seeing Vaggie easily jump onto the platform before the fence and started stabbing at swiping with reckless abandon. “That crazy girl…” He growled as one went for a bite on Vaggie, he had no choice but to shoot it with his pistol. “M'lady grab everything we can take, and get to the truck!” He shouted as Charlie nodded whistling for her dogs.
Vaggie danced around the grabs but stumbled as the platform crumbled. “Shit!” She tried to get back as a zombie with a huge gaping jaw and jagged teeth tried to bite her. “Get away from my granddaughters!” She heard Reginald roar and blasted the zombie in the head while pushing Vaggie behind him.
Charlie gulped but pushed her foot hard on the gas pedal making the truck rush forward as she ran over several. “Sorry!” She called hearing the crunch. “Now's not the time for that!” Vaggie replied watching the house disappear from view.
He was bitten on the forearm making Vaggie's eye go wide. “Reginald!” She yelled but watched as he fired his gun at the zombie and jumped down. “Don't worry, just run!” He pulled her along as the duo jumped into the truck. “DRIVE M'LADY!”
(Heyo! Hope you enjoyed my 5K word chapter ^^)
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Chapter Update my misfits! Enjoy
Did someone say SWAP AU? And did I hear it being a Chaggie one? Consider your wish granted misfits! (I know it won my poll. I'm just being a jokester here.)
I know I usually post these in parts but the first chapter is 4k words. Don't want to flood Tumblr with that much ha!
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I like making new friends plus I get cool ideas too
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Hey guys, um I know I got a fic going on but I've been playing a lot of zombie apocalypse games as of late. Should I make a fun hazbin fic AU about it? Like here me out.
Charlie: She'd wield like a sniper rifle or hunting rifle she'd got from her dad. And be the driver/leader of the group with her yelling "Sorry!" To each zombie she runs over cause I can totally see it.
Vaggie: I'm thinking gunslinger like using desert eagles and being a pretty damn good shot, with also a shotgun for fun.
Angel: Classic, tommy, and uzi guns for my guy. He'd be the morale boost since he seems to me like the kinda guy who'd come up with fun and sexy games.
Husk: This guy would be apart of the bar area but also the team medic, he'd wield his cards but also keep an assault rifle under his bar.
Alastor: The guy you'd hear on the radio because there is always one. He'd be the scout and recon since his broadcast can reach far. He'd wield a sword cane, plus his own hunting rifle.
Sir Pentious: The workshop and ammunition maker of the group, he'd build the gang bombs and special tools to deal with zombies, plus I see him with a big fuck you mini gun.
Cherri: Rocket launcher nuff said, nah I'm kidding as she'd also have grenades plus a grenade launcher. Plus she'd be the second driver since her massive truck would rip apart zombies if the group needed a supply run.
Niffty: Our cook of the group, she'd have a dagger and also be useful in recon too due to her size and stealth. As for a gun, would you really give this girl one? But if needed, I'd say she's got a sub machine gun.
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Did someone say SWAP AU? And did I hear it being a Chaggie one? Consider your wish granted misfits! (I know it won my poll. I'm just being a jokester here.)
I know I usually post these in parts but the first chapter is 4k words. Don't want to flood Tumblr with that much ha!
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I know I've got a Swap AU fic to write, but I'm curious if people would like to see Kerryn my sinner oc's story?
The gist is I wanted to explore what would happen if a barely adult (Age 17) person went into the Hazbin/Helluva hellverse.
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Looks like the Swap AU has won! Thanks to everyone who voted. I hope you guys are ready for my fun idea!
Okay, misfits, hear me out. I've got three fic ideas, and I need a little help deciding since they're just stirring inside my brain. (All of them involve Chaggie/RainbowAngel)
Pfft! Looks like I'll have to write another cute but funny fic since this poll is going up and down haha!
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I know I got four days left in the poll, but my mind-vagina decided to birth a fic again. (Heheh, I'm funny, and this one features my Oc Kerryn) (No idea where in Canon this would be, part of me is saying before the big battle with heaven, but I wanted to write this..)
Love and Appreciation:
Hollow and empty was the norm before, this rang true for a certain ex-exorcist who had lived among the winners in heaven. A killing machine was all she was, all the others were. However, that didn't stop Vaggie from being kind.
Before she'd made sure her comrades were alright after an exhausting extermination, but all that ended when she decided to extend kindness to a child sinner. Pain, golden blood scattered, and a bloodthirsty sneer was the reward. A laugh echoed alongside the sound of angelic steel, with the ripping of flesh as the bone was torn away from where it once connected.
“No!” Vaggie shot up from the nightmare. Sweat clung to her small frame like a sticky tar as it felt cold as ice. The angel panted softly with her chest heaving, however her lone eye looked over at the clock. “It's already one am?” She sighed and got up forcing her tired body to move.
The absence of a certain demon princess was both welcomed and a curse. Charlie had gone on a business trip to Gluttony and hadn't come back yet. Vaggie sighed and went for a shower. “I promise I'll be back soon, it's just an errand Dad needs me to run.” The princess had told her before giving her a hug.
It had been two days since then as Vaggie washed the sweat off her body. She sighed realizing how much she missed her best friend. The two had grown closer over time since it had been two months since Vaggie was found. Picking up the apple scented shampoo Vaggie gave a soft look to it. “I hope she's alright..” The angel sighed and used it since it reminded her of the princess.
It felt good to be clean, the showers' warmth seeped into those tired bones. Vaggie sighed letting it wash over her. Once the shower was done she turned off the water and grabbed a towel. “Baap!” A sound was heard outside the door.
“Sounds like Dazzle…” Vaggie blinked peeking out from the door. She noticed the darker red goat dragon demon butler changing the sheets. “Meeh?” He bleeped seeing her.
The kind little butler flew over holding some clothes with a smile. “Gracias.” (Thanks) Vaggie replied, taking the garments from him. “Baaap!” Dazzle flew away and out of the room zipping out to take the old sheets to get washed.
“I'm sorry to leave you alone, but don't worry, I'm leaving Dazzle here to keep you company with Keekee!” Charlie’s voice rang in the angel’s mind as she pictured that warm grin. Vaggie smiled softly, but her hand came over her chest, feeling an ache.
“Oh…” It dawned on Vaggie what it was. “Come on, she's just being kind. There's no way…” Though she thought back to how Charlie acted before.
The innocent stealing of glances, the attentive touches, the small to full blown blushes, Vaggie knew Charlie was one to wear her heart on her sleeve exposing it with ease. “Ah mierda… I think she likes me that way…” It didn't stop the small grin that came to Vaggie's face realizing that the two were on the same page. “And I feel the same..” She muttered with a cute giggle.
She got dressed in the white nightgown Dazzle had given her and went to the closet. “She won't mind right..?” Vaggie blushed golden as she draped that familiar red suit jacket over her shoulders. It was from a spare suit but it felt cozy as Vaggie wandered over to the window.
Her gaze looked up at the glowing orb in the sky that used to be her home. However, exhaustion and sleep started to claim her once more.
It was an hour later as the door opened. Charlie walked in carrying a gift. She had gotten back late and blinked seeing Vaggie curled up on the couch with the jacket. “I'm sorry I was away for so long..” Her eyes soften placing the gift down on the nightstand. However this made the angel sleepily lift her head at the sound.
“Oh sorry, did I wake you?” Charlie blinked going over.
“Mmm…” Vaggie grumbled, sitting up. She looked so cute and sleepy.
Charlie had to stop herself from letting out a happy squee since this was rare for Vaggie, a woman who usually is ready to go the moment she wakes up. “Why are you on the couch silly? C’mere.” She gently scooped up the grey skinned maiden. “Let's get you back to bed.”
However, the moment Vaggie was scooped up, the latter wrapped her sleepy arms around Charlie and nuzzled deep into the demoness’s beautiful white neck. Heat surged up from Charlie, who blushed like mad. “Don't leave me alone again…” She heard the angel mumble.
Trying to control her bi panic, Charlie sat down on the bed with Vaggie cradled in her arms. “I won't I promise, okay?” She smiled softly, lightly petting that beautiful silvery hair.
“Mmm… nightmare… Cuddles please…” The angel grumbled sleepily asking for affection.
Charlie looked at her, with her ruby eyes growing saddened. She knew about the nightmares since the angel did go through something traumatic. “Well I have something for you..”
Vaggie grumbled feeling Charlie move. She sleepily looked at what the demoness was doing and blinked slowly to focus her tired gaze. “I asked Bee, and she gave me this. It's to help with the nightmares.”
Charlie pulled out a small jar of Beelzebub's Magic Honey with a picture of the queen bee herself with a thumbs up. “Oh..?” Vaggie blinked slightly more awake.
Charlie grinned a bit. “Want to try it?” She asked as the angel shrugged. “Couldn't hurt, so why not..”
Once they spoonful graced her mouth, Vaggie blinked and hummed with delight. It was sweet but not too overpowering. It felt like she just had a good dose of warm chill vibes. “Fuck, that actually feels pretty good..”
Charlie grinned and capped the jar again, placing it safely inside the nightstand. “Ready to sleep?” She asked but yelped as Vaggie just tackled her and snuggled into the princess. “Ack Vaggie! I have to change my clothes!”
“No… Comfy..” The angel muttered, easily drifting back to sleep since she had the best pillow right now. Charlie couldn't fight it as it was just too cute. The princess sighed and decided to not disturb Vaggie who finally for once got a peaceful sleep, however the warmth the two shared eventually lulled the suit-wearing princess to sleep too.
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Three years later, with that lovable caring demoness as her girlfriend now Vaggie sighed smiling fondly at the memory. She was sitting on the couch reading when she heard the word honey, which triggered the memory. “What's this about honey?”
“Well I bought some for baking.” Charlie grinned holding up a regular jar of hell honey. “But I might've forgotten some ingredients.” The demoness sheepishly smiled rubbing the back of her head.
“I can run out to grab some, what do you need babe?” Vaggie closed her book, placing it back on the shelf in their room since that's where the two were.
Charlie rubbed her chin, and started writing down a list. “Well some of these ingredients we have but we're running low on, and some we don't have.” She explained as Vaggie blinked while taking the paper. “You sure you can't just make this appear? I mean your dad easily can..”
“I know but I don't want to bother him for something simple.” Charlie replied, moving around. She smiled and handed Vaggie her cute red leather wallet. “Please sweetie can you go grab them for me?” Those puppy dog eyes came out.
Unable to resist those eyes, Vaggie shook her head with a smile. “Alright princesa. Just let me get ready okay?” (princess)
“Thank you thank you thank you!” Charlie squeed hopping around like a happy little goat.
Once dressed in her usual attire of a red blouse and black skirt with thigh high boots Vaggie sighed pulling on the fingerless gloves. “I'll be back in a bit.” She smiled at Charlie who fixed up Vaggie's bow. “Love you.”
“Love you too.” Charlie kissed her cheek and smiled, walking her girlfriend out.
Once Vaggie was out of earshot, Charlie grinned, looking at her friends. “Alright guys, it's go time, also yes you will be paid if you help me out.” She stated before wandering over to someone sitting on the couch. “Kerryn can you go help Vaggie carry back the stuff, I feel bad lying, but I really wanna do this right!”
“On it, just remember to follow the instructions I left you.” The giant dragon-like sinner stood and left to catch up with Vaggie.
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Meanwhile, with the angel, Vaggie sighed a bit casually, draping her spear over her shoulder. She didn't mind running errands, but something about this one felt off. “Hello.” She blinked hearing a voice.
“Hmm?” She looked over seeing Kerryn walking over. “Did Charlie send you out to help me?”
“Yeah, she felt bad making you carry all of it alone.” Kerryn rubbed her brown furry neck.
Vaggie shrugged and let the giant follow her. “Hey bitch tits!” An imp sneered but yelped and ran when Kerryn growled at him.
“Handy..” She blinked since usually she'd have to deal with some annoying asshole for Charlie. “How the fuck did you get him to run like that?”
She got her answer when some random sinner tried to jump them only for Kerryn to explode the asshole right then and there. “Whoa.” She slowly started to smirk.
Technically it wasn't killing the idiots but it made the morons scared shitless. “Can't seem to go a day without some asshole trying to pick a fight with me…” Kerryn looked annoyed with a sigh.
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Elsewhere Charlie was able to get the preparations ready within the hour, and decided to sit down with some TV. That's when the residents of the hotel saw it. “Breaking news. It seems we got some fucking badass bitches tearing up the local supermarket!” Katie Killjoy stated on the news channel.
“Yeah a little shortie and her giant dick.” Tom commented making a lewd motion only to get his head cleaved in by Katie.
“Nobody cares, Tom. But seriously who let the princess's bodyguard bitch hang out with the fucking giant?!” Katie commented as she showed footage of both Kerryn and Vaggie kicking some ass. “What a scoop! I guess our little goody two shoes princess isn't very good at keeping her bitch in line.”
The TV was shut off as Angel was laughing. “Damn, since when did Vagina go and cause mayhem?!”
Charlie was growling but the sound of laughing made her demonic eyes shoot over to the door. “Never mind that, places people!” She yelled as the lobby became dark.
“Seriously the way you punched that guy was awesome Vaggie!” Kerryn grinned, opening the door for a smug looking Vaggie to walk in.
Both looked messy with some blood on their clothes and their hair/fur a mess but blinked as the lights came on. Vaggie stared as everyone popped party crackers. “What is all this…?”
“A thank you for all you've done for the hotel party!” Charlie grinned but her eyes stared at the mess that was her girlfriend. “Though I've got to ask what in hell happened to you two?!”
“That's seriously what I wanna know too!” Angel piped up already snacking on some cookies. He had a shit eating grin as the spider casually laid back on the couch.
Kerryn was squeeing like a fan girl. “There were these assholes who decided to start shit in the market, I tried to step in and break it up but it only escalated into a full on brawl…” She laughed nervously. “There was this ugly ass tall and bald moth man too, I got to punch him in the face and then he started shooting bullets everywhere…”
“You punched Val?!” Angel stared. “You crazy motherfucker!”
“Best part was how Vaggie ended the brawl once the moth dude ran out of bullets. It was like watching her skate on ice!” Kerryn wagged her feathered tail. “She literally knocked out each one without them noticing because they were looking over at me!”
Vaggie was slightly blushing a bit. “What? It was the only way to stop that kind of thing..” She rubbed her neck.
Charlie was just baffled. “At least you didn't kill anyone right..?”
“Don't worry hon, none of those idiots met my spear… As much as I wanted to stab them..” Vaggie even showed the spear which was clean. “And no, neither of us got hurt. Surprisingly, this one can handle herself in a fight pretty damn well.”
“All I did was make an asshole explode and maybe ripped out a spine?” Kerryn blushed a bit glowing orange while showing the spine trophy that made Charlie wince.
“Please get rid of that…” The princess replied shaking her head.
“Gimme gimme!” Niffty made grabby hands at the spine.
Husk rolled his eyes at the mayhem before his bar, as he soon drank from his bottle again.
“Oh I also got a golden tooth!” Kerryn showed it to Angel, who turned white as a sheet. “What?”
“That's Valentino's…” He was stunned but soon had the biggest grin on his face. “You're seriously insane Fluffy!”
“What a spectacular performance I must say.” Alastor chimed in with an amused look.
“A barbaric dissplay I musst sssay.” Sir Pentious sighed but seemed to enjoy the part where Kerryn mentioned the explosions.
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What was supposed to be a simple thank you party turned into a retelling of how the supermarket brawl went down with the other hazbins surprised at the chaos.
Kerryn was scolded by Charlie. “I asked you to keep her busy so I can get prep done for the party!” She crossed her arms while tapping her foot.
“Sorry, b-but I did keep her safe like I promised…” The dragon-like demon twiddle her thumbs.
“Just how did you two end up in that brawl?” Charlie asked curious since Vaggie wouldn't say.
“It started with Vaggie innocently asking if aluminum foil and tin foil are the same thing, and then some asshole decided to call her a dumbass…”
Charlie slowly blinked at that. “I thought they were…” She admitted “Ain't tinfoil slang for aluminum foil?”
“It was just a small case of the dumb. And I nearly burst out laughing…” Kerryn replied since it had been very cute.
“How… I don't even… Ugh you can go now.” Charlie shook her head confused as Kerryn laughed a bit.
The giant left walking past Vaggie who blinked seeing Charlie look super confused. “Uh sweetie, are you okay?”
“Be honest babe, did you really think tin foil and aluminum foil were different things..?” The princess asked, trying not to laugh.
“Yes..?” Vaggie turned golden hearing Charlie laugh. “What, I never fucking used it so I didn't know babe!”
“I-I know pffffft! Still can't believe you asked that!” Charlie snorted and couldn't get over how cute it was. “To be fair, I didn't know pickles were just fermented cucumbers..” She added, trying to make Vaggie laugh which worked. “Also love, my dad didn't even know raisins were dried up grapes. So you're already a Morningstar.”
Vaggie chuckled but blinked, realizing what she just said as she looked up at Charlie with a stunned look. “Did you just…”
“And if I did..?” Charlie replied sheepishly rubbed her neck.
Vaggie couldn't get another word out as she blinked seeing Charlie kneel in the hallway. “Would you like to be my wife?” She blushed, showing a golden ring inside a red velvet case.
“Do you even need to ask? Yes Charlie I will..” Vaggie giggled covering her mouth as she extended her right hand out.
Charlie stared as her eyes became misty, she grinned and slipped the ring on Vaggie's finger before scooping up her beautiful angel. “I fucking called it!” Angel called as he smugly looked at Husk who grumbled handing him some cash.
“Congrats you two!” Kerryn squeed as the girls blinked.
“Maybe the hallway wasn't the best spot to do this..” Charlie chuckled seeing that she had a small gathering.
“You got your show, now shoo or do you want my spear up your ass!” Vaggie grumbled as the group dispersed going their separate ways now.
Once back in the safety of their room, Charlie gave her fiancé a kiss on the lips. “How about you go clean up baby, as much as you look like a badass right now, you are kinda starting to get a little stinky.”
“Only if you'd join me.” Vaggie smirked, being cheeky. Which worked as the demoness popped out red horns and a tail. Vaggie laughed going into the bathroom and once she was undressed, she stuck a hand out and beckoned her princess inside to which Charlie grinned following the call with a cheeky smirk.
Thus the day came to an end, however for some it was just the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.
(Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it!)
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Here's some more Kerryn for ya ^^ This is only when you're her friend otherwise she's more stoic and intimidating.
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Hi guys, thanks so much for the reblogs and likes on my fanfics! Here's my own Sinner Oc her name is Kerryn and this is her backstory. Enjoy!
She's a sinner with the potential to become an overlord, who died via a huge explosion she caused taking vengeance on some big wig assholes who tortured her little brother for fun, and burned the house she lived in with her mother still inside. She showed remorse for her actions choosing to die in said explosion when she saw innocents getting killed in the crossfire chaos.
Kerryn is supposed to resemble a dragon which in most terms is wrath and chaos, but has big wings much like a valkyrie due to her killing out of vengeance. Her main power includes explosive magic which can cause massive damage if unchecked.
Kerryn when alive used to live in Chicago with her parents and little brother Brom, but an accident occurred forcing the family to flee to Moose Jaw. This accident involved her father Jaeger when he brutalized a woman in the woods and fed his dark primal cannibal urges. He would often beat Kerryn's kind hearted mother Johanna, however when he found Kerryn trying to stop him, he went after the children, Kerryn stepped up to protect her family and stabbed her father in the chest, her eyes losing their innocent shine as this was the beginning of her damning her soul at the age of seven.
Finally free from his abuse the family fled to Moose Jaw, living in a small run down home for awhile, with Johanna recovering and the family starving, Kerryn used her small yet speedy body to steal food from places plus money from people to pay the rent. Her mother, unable to work due to injury, became a sex worker, prowling among the streets if it meant her children were fed. Kerryn snuck into her local junkyard to train since she had to protect her mother and little brother now, becoming a fast and hard hitting street fighter as a result.
Kerryn, now seventeen and ready to fight with her five foot seven frame, managed to take down guys that were bigger than her when they tried to start shit. She had no warmth in her eyes. They had become colder and dull with each fight, which she left her attackers begging for mercy at the end of it. Kerryn held no interest in love or sex for anyone, her human skin pale but often coated with grime, her brown hair short to keep others from pulling it in a fight, and her clothes almost ragged with a rotten old shirt and pants to keep her warm. Her soft, innocent brown eyes had become stern and fierce with several scars littering her lean built frame.
She was known as “The Dragon” or “Draco” for her fierce prowess as she was often mistaken for a man due to how she always kept her soft sounding voice quiet.
However, a fateful encounter turned her living hell into somewhat bearable. Kerryn was out with her mask on ready to steal to help her family, she managed to sneak into one of her targets homes, a big wig man named Mortes, what she didn't expect however was that the man had a daughter her age. At first, Kerryn crept around while the guards patrolled the halls, keeping hidden and quiet, until she ducked into a room that had the daughter inside. The girl was afraid as one of the guards was attempting to assault her. Kerryn then stabbed the man’s neck, ending his life with a quick jab and carefully tossing his corpse out the window.
Brown cold eyes met innocent, scared greenish blue. At first, the daughter was afraid but then realized Kerryn did it to save her, causing her small shaking frame to calm down a little. Reminded of her little brother, Kerryn softens and goes over only to lightly pet the other teen on the head and whisper comforting words to the other girl.
It was because of that event Kerryn had for the first time a friend to call her own, slowly becoming softer and kind. The daughter she later learned was named Hazel and had been sickly her entire life. The two bonded in the small room with Hazel bringing some of that innocence back to the cold emptiness that had become Kerryn's heart as it had been trying to come out more around her family, her treasure.
Hazel had started to become a part of the treasure hoard as Kerryn kept coming back to her, The Dragon had finally found peace in those slender arms, and a warm gaze with her own warmth bursting out like an explosion. Awkward yet brave, Kerryn told Hazel about this strange new feeling burning inside and that she liked it only for the smaller five foot teen to reply she felt the same way and gave her a soft peck to the cheek.
It was later Hazel realized she was damned. She was having feelings for another woman, straying far from her Father's Christian teachings. Kerryn tried to comfort her but was caught by Mortes, who looked furious. It became a scuffle as the older man tried to rip the two apart, however when Kerryn was beaten down, Hazel shook and tried to stop her father only to make the man slip out the window and impale himself on the fence spike below.
Hazel froze and started to shake. Kerryn, despite having a bloody nose, rushed over and held Hazel close. “You can't stay here… You have to go.” Those words rang in Kerryn's head, but the other girl replied with a soft pleading. “Come with me then.”
Hazel sobbed but winced her chest, hurting again. “I can't. Otherwise, I would.” Her voice was strained as she looked around for her medicine but stopped. “Please let me just lay here with you. That's all I want.”
That night, Kerryn watched her first ever love kill and then be punished for it, falling into death's embrace. She knew Hazel had a weak heart, but once footsteps were heard and Kerryn was found, her back turned to the man that was Hazel's Uncle. She left behind the body she wished she could've taken with her.
This spurred the brother of Mortes, Francis to hunt Kerryn down, taking glee in making her suffer, first with the fire that killed the mother, and then second with an explosion that killed the little brother. Kerryn broke and stormed the place, littering it with explosives, her heart torn in pieces, her mind rushing with wrath and pride. Pride to be the one to take down her family's killer and wrath because of the vengeance she brought down.
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Looks like you guys are getting another fic. So here it is, misfits! Have some adorable Chaggie/RainbowAngel fluff! (I wrote this at like 3 to 4 a.m., so yeah, that's why it's shorter than my other fics)
When magic goes awry:
“Uh what the fuck am I looking at?”
Those words were on everyone's minds as something small, red, fluffy and with a shit eating grin was seen. In front of the little creature was a familiar mic as it snatched it up. “Ah mierda!” (Oh fuck!) Vaggie yelped as the critter skittered past her and snatched her spear with a cheeky grin.
“Quick catch it!” Charlie barked, sending the boys on a goose chase with the weird creature. “I seriously didn't mean to turn Al into that thing, honest!”
Angel looked back at her as the creature ran past him. “Quick Niff catch it!”
“Oh sir you look so cute, c'mere so I can hug you!” Niffty chased the critter alongside the boys.
Vaggie was grimacing, holding her hand which the creature had bit. “Fucking cannibal teeth…” She hissed as golden blood leaked from the bite.
“Oh shit!” Charlie gasped seeing the wound and quickly ran over from the other side of the room. “Fuck I'm really sorry Vaggie!” She started fretting since it was kinda her fault Alastor got turned into that thing. The grey skinned woman looked up at her girlfriend who was panicking. “It's not your fault hon, blame your dad since he's the one who caused this mess…” Vaggie narrowed her eye at Lucifer who was laughing at the chaos.
“I think it's an improvement? Besides, what's the harm in a little prank??” The short king replied with a big grin much to Charlie’s dismay. “First time I asked you to teach me some more magic and you pull this?!” The princess glared at her dad.
“C’mon char-char, it's harmless..” Lucifer laughed nervously however gulped seeing his child flash her demonic eyes at him. “Go. Fix. This. Now.”
“On it apple pie!” Lucifer yelped, bolting off to join the others while they chased down Alastor.
Vaggie blinked looking up at Charlie who looked annoyed. “Hey it's not that bad hon..” She started but soon blushed when Charlie brought that wounded hand to her lips and kissed the knuckle. “I know.. It's just I hate seeing you get hurt..”
Vaggie’s gaze softened, with everything that's happened such as the hotel being rebuilt after the fight with Adam’s army, she felt the same way about Charlie getting hurt too. “Babe..” Her hand raised and slightly tucked some hair behind Charlie’s cute little pointed ear. “Look on the bright side, he didn't bite the bad hand..?”
Charlie pouted at that attempt, but then gently took the injured hand with both her own and started to channel some magic into them. The bite wound disappeared with ease as Vaggie blinked. Right Charlie was half seraphim since Lucifer was a fallen angel. “Babe… The battle with heaven, with what we lost… I have nightmares about it..” The princess admitted with her ruby eyes looking down at the new carpet.
“I know hon, me too.. But can I show you something?” Vaggie smiled softly and sat down on the armrest of the sofa. “What is it?” Charlie couldn't help but be curious as she sat beside her girlfriend.
As everyone else chased Alastor around the newly built hotel, Vaggie extended a wing over Charlie, though what came next made the princess do a double take after she started to idly stroke the feathers. “It only happens when I'm really comfortable, and since I don't have to hide anymore…” Vaggie’s cheeks turned into a beautiful shade of gold as Charlie felt her girlfriend purr, it sounded like a soft falcon coo.
Those ruby eyes went wide as Charlie's jaw dropped. “Since when can you do that?!” She jolted up staring. “It's seriously the cutest fucking thing ever!”
“Well all exorcists can do this, but only with those they're really comfortable with as it is a sign of affection. Don't get me wrong, hon, I was incredibly comfortable with you but I just felt so guilty about hiding my secret I just couldn't really relax enough to do this..” Vaggie admitted with a sheepish scratch to her neck.
Charlie blinked but smiled softly bringing Vaggie in for a cuddle. “Well here's something you didn't know I could do… It's embarrassing but..” She blushed and did a very cute wolf-like growl followed up by a soft goat meh.
Now it was Vaggie's turn to do a double take. But before she could say anything a loud crash was heard. “Fuck he knocked over all the pans in the new kitchen!” Angel Dust yelled as Alastor ran out of said kitchen towards the cuddling girls.
Charlie blinked seeing a devilish grin on Vaggie's face. “Tiempo de venganza pequeña mierda..” (Payback time you little shit) She moved in front of her princess and tossed something at Alastor.
The critter stopped and dropped the items in his jaws before he started to play with the item. It was a little yellow ducky plushie with catnip inside. “Why do you have that..?” Charlie asked bewildered.
“Was going to toss it at Husk if he ever pissed me off enough. But he's a decent guy so it's fine to use it now.” The angel grinned smugly as the others looked slack jawed.
“Is that why I kept smelling something nice on you?!” Husk blinked as Angel laughed.
Lucifer just stared “Why did it have to be a duck…” He groaned as the critter tore it apart to get at the catnip inside.
After a while, the spell was reversed as Alastor rose up looking pissed. He soon started to chase Lucifer around the hotel with his shadow in hot pursuit as well. That was the last time anyone decided to pull a prank on Alastor.
(Couldn't resist the cursed cat Alastor bit too. Also thanks for the idea of Vaggie possibly being able to purr? I thought it was the cutest idea!)
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Okay, misfits, hear me out. I've got three fic ideas, and I need a little help deciding since they're just stirring inside my brain. (All of them involve Chaggie/RainbowAngel)
Pfft! Looks like I'll have to write another cute but funny fic since this poll is going up and down haha!
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Well, someone on Ao3 requested this, so I had fun with it. Enjoy my misfits. Here's the guys side of Girls' Day!
Boys' Day feat. Rosie:
It had been a tough week for the residents of the hotel, Sir Pentious was gone, Dazzle was gone, as were the weird egg bois. Charlie had taken the girls away alongside Angel Dust, but before she did she left a note with her dad Lucifer telling him that he could try to bond with the others with a Guys’ Day.
The short demon king sighed. He loved his little duckling and wanted to help her anyway he can, however the ones that were left were not really his cup of tea. There was one decent sinner which was Husk the bartender, his creation Razzle who had a case of depression due to Dazzle's death, and then the bane of his existence, Alastor the radio demon who he could care less for.
“It's for Charlie…” He took a deep breath and went down to the bar. “Heya buddy!” Lucifer grinned awkwardly.
Husk raised an eyebrow looking over. “Oh your majesty, what brings you to my bar?” He asked, trying to be polite.
“Well… Char-char gave me this note which suggested I get to know the guys of the hotel.” Lucifer replied, twirling his cane. “So…. What do ya do, Husky?”
Husk just gave him an unamused look, and sighed. “If you want the short version I'm basically in this place against my will and serving you knuckleheads.” He started holding a bottle. Lucifer blinked watching the cat demon take a swig. “How so?”
The bartender grumbled but shut his mouth upon seeing the man who owned his soul. “I simply asked him to come to this place. I thought it would be fun to watch the chaos unfold.” Alastor chimed in with his never ending grin.
“Ah the bellhop, how fun..” Lucifer narrowed his red eyes at the taller deer demon. “I heard you made a deal with my duckling..” He growled softly as Alastor laughed.
“Why yes I did, don't worry your highness I didn't take her soul. I simply wanted a little favor between friends.”
Lucifer growled with his eyes flashing pure red for a moment. “You slimy fucker, you better not make my little girl do anything stupid!”
Husk rolled his eyes though he noticed Razzle sitting on the couch looking depressed. Sighing the cat demon took a glass and poured some apple cider into it before bringing it over to the small goat dragon. “It's hard ain't it?”
“Bap…” Razzle replied, taking the drink.
Husk patted the goat demon on the back and took a swig of his own bottle. He looked over at the memorial for Sir Pentious. “It's hard losin’ a friend, eh?” He looked back down to Razzle, who sniffled. “Whoa hey, uh..” Husk jolted a bit when the little dragon just buried himself into the cat demon's fur while his creator bickered with Alastor.
“Tell you what, little king. If you can beat me in a simple cook-off, I'll tell you more about my deal with your little spawn. But if I win, you must refer to me as Alastor the All-powerful Radio demon.” The deer grinned as Lucifer growled. “And whose going to be the judge?” The smaller man asked, narrowing his eyes.
Alastor smirked, snapping his fingers as soon a knock came to the door. “We'll have three, Husker, your little goat, and a neutral party.” He chuckled and answered the door revealing Rosie the cannibal overlord.
“Oh my darling, you weren't kidding when you said the king was here! He looks scrumptious.” The woman cooed, smiling. “Now shall we get this fun cook off started?”
Over the next hour Husk, Razzle, and Rosie sat waiting and watched the two men walk into the way bigger than necessary kitchen. “One regular dish and one cannibal dish for Rosie.” Alastor smirked as Lucifer nodded wearing his cute as fuck frilly apron which said “An apple a day, keeps the assholes at bay.”
“Alright then. Let's get this party started little Bambi.” The king smirked “Because I'm going to fuck you.”
Alastor had his ears pinned back and an eye twitch. “I can't believe you made the same mistake twice…” He kept his grin.
Rosie giggled as Husk facepalmed with a groan. “Here we go..”
Alastor snapped his fingers as his shadow appeared with a cheeky grin. The two moved with ease as the taller red deer man began cooking his best dish, jambalaya.
Lucifer on the other hand struggled with the kitchen but smirked and snapped in fresh ingredients. “Let's see..” He swayed casually.
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Rosie giggled, looking amused, watching the boys try to outdo one another. “Are they always like that? It feels like a married couple spat.”
“Well no one gets under his skin like Lucifer does..” Husk muttered while taking a drink. “Aw it's nice. Our little ace in the hole found someone finally. Plus, the shortie is so cute.” Rosie teased with a playful tone.
Razzle remained quiet throughout the whole thing. However he perked up seeing the food both parties prepared. Alastor smirked, having three plates of his jambalaya, with two pots so he wouldn't mix the cannibal meat with regular one. He placed down the plates before his guest. “Enjoy.” He stated with his tentacles placing each one down.
Razzle sniffed and took a bite of the food. His nose scrunched up as he whined. It was too spicy for his liking. Husk took a bite and rubbed his chin looking amused. “Not bad..”
Rosie grinned, seeing her own plate. She soon elegantly took a forkful and ate some. “Oh my Alastor, this is quite a dish. However, I must refrain from voting until I have the dish the king made darling.”
“Of course my dear.” Alastor smirked, narrowing his eyes at Lucifer.
Lucifer playfully sauntered over like a showman and grinned “Well I've prepared a tasty feast for you three. For my little Razzle pookie, a pile of freshly made donuts, for the bartender a tasty looking apple pie, and for the lovely miss, a scrumptious meaty tart, just for you.” He smirked smugly at Alastor, who narrowed his eyes.
Razzle perked up and devoured the donuts, Husk blinked and ate a piece of pie with a slight hum, and Rosie, well she looked flattered as she ate the tart.
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The trio soon raised the symbol to whom their vote was for. Razzle had Lucifer, which was a rubber duck, Husk had Alastor's, which looked like a smiling creepy red cat, and the last vote Rosie she looked amused at the two waiting on bated breath. “I've gotta think it over, darling. Both were especially tasty.” The woman smiled with a playful giggle.
Both Alastor and Lucifer looked at one another annoyed when Rosie raised both signs. “A tie?!” Both men stared.
“Sorry Alastor, but both were so delicious!” Rosie replied, looking pleased.
Husk looked at her and shook his head as soon chaos erupted as the boys started to try and force one another to eat their food, claiming it was better than the other. So much so that Alastor playfully turned the knob up on the oven to ruin Lucifer’s batch of apple flavored danishes. This enraged the shorter man as he chased Alastor outside once the oven blew up.
Husk came out and sighed, not drunk enough for this, with Rosie holding Razzle like a baby and petting the goat. “You seem more relaxed, Husk. How come?”
“Huh, I suppose it's because I like the rest of the little shits in the hotel…” The bartender chuckled looking back however noticed on the top floor a pair of pink eyes looking at him. A small hint of red reached his cheeks as he smiled a bit. “Looks to me you're starting to fall for someone here eh?” Rosie smirked looking at Husk.
“Well they're nice drinking buddies..” The bartender smiled a bit seeing Angel Dust coming downstairs. “But maybe yeah, I guess it's because I feel comfortable around him now..” Husk admitted with a soft smile. Soon, he was laughing with the girls as they watched Charlie chew both her dad and ‘dad’ out for making a mess in the kitchen and fighting again.
(Yes I think sometimes Alastor and Lucifer bitch at one another like an old married couple. I may have a soft spot for Radioapple..)
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So I was browsing Tumblr since I like to do that sometimes, and bam! I got hit with a fic inspiration... Anyway here you go misfits! (This is set after the new hotel is built)
Girls' day feat. Angel Dust:
“Uh why the fuck is he here?”
Those words came out when the last of the invited arrived at Charlie’s little get-together. It was Angel Dust wearing a beautiful pink crop top and black shorts with sparkly neon pink heels as he grinned. “I was invited toots.”
“Ya got a problem with Angie?” Cherri growled at Vaggie, who lifted her hands in defense. “No, just thought he'd be with the guys..”
Angel Dust just laughed. “You're just jealous cause I can easily out girl ya toots.” He playfully sneered, fluffing up his sexy chest fluff.
Vaggie just growled a bit, though blinked as she heard the door only to see Charlie come back with the cutest looking outfit on, which was free flowing grey crop top with small sleeves that exposed her shoulders and a beautiful pair of casual jeans. Instantly she blushed a bit and looked away. “Ha, look at the blush on the fuckin’ munchkin!” Cherri chuckled, nudging her best friend Angel who joined in with a snicker. Even Niffty who sat on the couch couldn't help but giggle. “She looks like a lamp.”
Charlie pursed her lips clearly not liking the teasing. She flashed the others with her demonic red and white eyes to get them to stop. “Uh whoops, so uh what cha got in the box?” Angel laughed nervously.
“I'm glad you asked, since it's a girl's day I figured we could have a fun spa session!” The princess grinned, placing the box down and opening it.
Inside said box was a bunch of different skin care products, nail polish, scented body lotions, and much more. “I ain't one for just relaxin’ but Angie convinced me.” Cherri stated picking up one of the nail polish, a beautiful shimmering yellow like his eyes. Her face fell since it had only been several weeks since the battle with heaven.
“Seriously Cherri, ya needed it, besides we all miss our little snake.” Angel placed one of his arms around her. “Now let's see how this color looks on ya sugar tits.” He grinned trying to cheer up his best bud.
Vaggie smiled a bit. She knew the loss of Sir Pentious weighed on everyone. However, with the new hotel, it was a chance to move forward. She went over to the box and smirked. “He did like the smell of mint.” The angel held up some hand lotion to Cherri, who blinked.
“There wasn't a day where I didn't see that snake with either a cup of coffee or tea.” Angel mused as Cherri took the lotion with a nod. To her it felt weird, people actually being nice, to have had a man who complimented her mind instead of her hot as fuck body, and that kiss, fuck it had been kinda hot.
Cherri smirked a bit. “He was fun to pick on, the slimy shit.” She took off her gloves and casually applied the lotion. It really wasn't her style but she didn't mind it.
Charlie smiled a bit seeing how Cherri relaxed. She was hoping to recruit the bombardier but the woman had turned her down. “So Angel..” She smirked in a sing-song like tone. “I saw the eyes you were giving Husk. What's up with that?” She playfully poked the spider.
Angel blinked and cleared his throat. Even Cherri looked up at him and smirked evilly. “Don't you start too!” He groaned but blinked as Niffty giggled.
“I'm not one for the gay stuff, but I did notice ehehe. He always pours your drink first.” She smirked with her wide toothy grin. “I think that cat has grown soft.”
Angel blinked at Niffty, but then had a soft smile of his own. “During the before battle shit I wanted to stick by the guy and enjoy his drinks and company.” He admitted with a light blush.
“I saw you two flirtin’ durin’ the whole thing!” Cherri nudged with a grin.
Charlie squeed having the same look she had when Sir Pentious confessed his crush for Cherri to her. “I'm rooting for you Angel!”
Vaggie lightly punched his arm. “You got this.”
Angel just chuckled and hugged the girls. “Daww you ladies are makin’ me blush!” He grinned. “Now which of these would Kitty like?” He asked while releasing the girls so he could dig through the box.
Charlie smiled and picked out a gorgeous starry night nail polish. “This would look so good on you, Vaggie!” She grinned as Vaggie blinked. “Alright hon, go ahead.”
Angel chuckled seeing Charlie take out a nail care kit first. “Could you do my nails too blondie?” He asked “Sure!”
Cherri blinked being tugged on by Niffty who held up a very pretty perfume bottle. “Try this, it smells really nice!” The little maid grinned, spritzing some onto Cherri’s wrist. “Oh, it's kinda got a musky scent.” She mused as Niffty nodded. “It smells nice doesn't it?”
“Reminds me of the shit Pen would wear.” Angel replied with a smirk. “Where��d ya find that one Niff?”
“I got it from the store, I also sprayed every bottle so I could find the right one.” She snickered since she made the clerk really pissed that day.
“Ya turned the store into a mustard gas situation?!” Cherri smirked and ruffled Niffty’s hair. “Yer a fuckin’ freak, I like ya.”
Angel rolled his eyes but then looked at Vaggie and tilted his head. “Hey toots, why are ya sittin’ cross legged?” He asked with a playful smirk. “Are ya tryin’ to hide your tiny ass feet?”
Vaggie flipped him off. “I don't see you taking off your heels. So you don't get to say shit.” She retorted with a smug look.
Angel grumbled and flipped her off right back. He didn't exactly like his feet, hell when he did his pornos he begged Val to keep his sexy heels on mentioning that sick fucks would be extra horny for the mystery. Cherri looked over and got up. “Hey Angie?”
“Yeah?” Angel looked at Cherri. “Wanna try on these fuckin’ sexy ass heels?” She grinned showing Angel some beautiful black leather laced up heeled boots.
The spider demon's eyes lit up as he took the shoes. “Fucking hell Cherri Bomb, where did ya get these beauties?”
Vaggie blinked and tilted her head. “Those actually look nice…” She added seeing the beautiful pink trim along the top and sole. “I know right? Bought these bitches for Angie cause the fucker loves his sexy heels.” Cherri showed a wide grin as Angel chuckled.
Charlie giggled, seeing the heels. “What are you waiting for? Try them on Angel!” She playfully coaxed, having finished applying the nail polish to Vaggie's beautiful nails.
Angel blushed a bit however looked at the girls. “Turn around for a sec and I will.” He replied looking at his glittery heels.
Vaggie noticed his hesitation and sighed. She was going to regret this but took off her own heels to reveal cute little feet making Charlie squeak. “You want me to paint these too?” She asked as Vaggie nodded.
Angel blinked at the gesture, he then looked at Cherri who looked a bit surprised but smirked. “Don't worry Angie, I'll beat any dumbfuck who messes with ya.” The bombshell grinned patting her spider boi on the shoulder.
The pornstar gulped a bit but nodded as he started undoing the buckles of his beautiful sparkly boots. He gave Vaggie a small thankful nod as the latter smiled a bit. Soon his small cute spider-like clawed feet wiggled free, tipped with his pinkish white fur and small little claws. He looked over and spotted Charlie who had removed her own shoes revealing small red hooves. “Huh…” He smiled a bit, feeling a little less awkward thanks to the two girls.
“Here catch.” Vaggie tossed Angel some beautiful glittery neon pink nail polish. “Hey thanks Vags.” He smirked looking it over.
Cherri blinked but smirked a bit. These folks were alright in her book even if some were a stickler for the rules. “Here let me apply it.” She asked Angel who blinked. “Oh sure..”
Niffty easily grabbed one of Charlie’s hooves, making the princess yelp and started to look it over. “Ooo! Kinda like what Alastor has, except yours are smaller than his..” The maid giggled only to be accidentally kicked in the face when she touched a ticklish spot.
“Shit! Sorry Niff!” Charlie gasped, looking horrified. “Yay pain!” The maid cooed springing back up from the wall she had smacked into because of the power behind the kick. “Do it again!”
Cherri just laughed. “Damn, looks like the goody two shoes has some power. Ya practically punted the tiny bitch.” She smirked as Charlie groaned. “I didn't mean to!”
Vaggie had to shoo Niffty away to keep the maid from trying to get Charlie to kick her again. “Hey Niff, check this out, there's bleach in the next room!” Angel smirked as the maid instantly scurried off with a rabid expression and grin. “Thanks…” Charlie sighed in relief.
Angel winked at Vaggie as a ‘the favor has been repaid’ gesture. The angel smirked a bit and casually started to pamper those cute little hooves. “It's a spa day isn't it, you get some pampering too princesa.” (Princess)
Charlie blushed as Vaggie massaged the ankles. She then looked over at Angel who smirked playfully. “Aww ain't that cute, betcha two get into some fun kinky shit in the bedroom eh?” He teased as Charlie started to blush and sizzle. “I think they're those vanilla type fuckers. Looks like it anyway.” Cherri smirked as Vaggie grumbled trying to pay no mind to the teasing though her golden blush was starting to show again.
The more lewd duo laughed amused at the flustered couple's reaction, though Angel smirked a bit at his painted toe nails, he soon slipped on those beautiful boots looking more comfortable.
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While everyone was chatting, Charlie got a phone call. “I'll be right back, babe.” She gave Vaggie a kiss on the cheek and left to take it.
Cherri and Angel smirked at Vaggie who gave a confused look. “What?”
“Hey feather duster, wanna spice yourself up for your girl?” Angel smirked holding up some lotions. “Don't cha wanna see yer blondie practically fuckin’ sizzlin’?” Cherri chimed in with a playful smirk. Niffty giggled seeing Vaggie squirm.
“I know what she likes, I don't need your help..” The angel turned away with a cute huff. Though the golden blush gave it away that she did want to.
Angel smirked and nodded at Cherri and Niffty. “This is gonna be fun.” The spider man took out a comb and some hair products. “W-wait!” Vaggie gulped while caught off guard.
After an hour Charlie came back into the room annoyed. “Husk says that my dad and Alastor are fighting again, and they nearly burned down the lobby with a cook off..” She groaned coming back into the room. “Huh?”
Cherri and Niffty blocked her view. “And done!” Angel grinned moving away. “Go ahead and let the blondie through.”
“Ehehehe, enjoy the treat princess.” Niffty bowed and scurried away.
Cherri gave a thumbs up and moved as Charlie looked very confused. “What are..” She couldn't finish her sentence as she then spotted Vaggie.
“Hi hon..” The angel blushed with her hair looking so fluffy and wavy now. There was even a braid that brought some of the bangs back to expose the soft features of Vaggie's face. Charlie just stared as the scent of both apples and lavender filled her nose. “Ha! She's speechless!” Cherri laughed and gave a thumbs up to Angel.
Angel chuckled but blinked, coming over to Charlie. “Uh hello? You there, blondie?” He poked her, and Charlie fell over red-faced. “Whoa!”
Cherri just burst out laughing as Vaggie ran over. “Ya made her a fuckin’ knock out Angie!”
“So… pwetty…” Charlie mumbled her eyes swirling with her tail out wagging. She looked like she was drunk. “Come on sweetie, let's get you off the floor..” Vaggie easily picked up Charlie who laid like a cute little snake, her face looking dopey and in love.
Vaggie looked at Angel who gave a smug look. She grumbled but fist bumped the spider twink who grinned at his work.
Though the rumbling of the hotel made this day come to an end as Lucifer was chasing Alastor who was laughing like a mad man, with Husk coming out and shaking his head, clearly not drunk enough for this shit.
(This all started because I saw Vaggie had tiny feet and remembered the fact Angel didn't like his own feet...)
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Hello misfits! I've got another fic for you, well it was already done and I just had to fix it up a little. Enjoy my Oc Kerryn showing her appreciation to our favorite hazbins!
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