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Welcome to My Writing Blog!

Welcome to my little corner on this hellsite! Here I can be free cringe romantic that enjoys writing dysfunctional complicated relationships. Do you like angst, ridiculousness and drama? Well, you've come to the right place!

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Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel, Gravity Falls, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Miraculous Ladybug Ships I Write: Charlastor, Huskerdust, Cherrimoth, Radioapple, Chaggie, Fiddauthor Writing Vibes: Drama, enemies-to-lovers, crack taken seriously, hurt/no comfort, angst. So much angst.

HAZBIN HOTEL FICS

Hazbin Hotel Incorrect Quotes (Episodic)

Words: 2k+ | Chapters: 16/? | Rating: Mature

A chaotic, dialogue-only humor fic featuring memes, incorrect quotes, and romantic entanglements galore.

Ships: Charlie/Vaggie, Alastor/Charlie, Angel Dust/Husk, Alastor/Lucifer, Lucifer/Lilith, etc

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Comedy, Tumblr Humor, Implied Sex

The Soulmate Curse (WIP)

Words: 35k+ | Chapters: 8/? | Rating: Mature

Soulmates sound romantic—until it’s a curse. Alastor and Charlie spiral through emotional minefields, denial, and bad decisions.

Ships: Alastor/Charlie, Angel Dust/Husk, Charlie/Vaggie, Cherri Bomb/Vaggie, Niffty/Lucifer

Tags: Soulmate AU, Emotional Angst, Dysfunction, Complicated Relationships, Bad Parenting, Hurt/Comfort

You Always Lead (✅)

Words: 7k+ | Rating: Mature

Charlie promises Alastor power, pleasure, and devotion—but at what cost?

Tags: Soul Selling, Blood Kink, Power Dynamics

The Princess and the Cat (✅)

Words: 5k+ | Rating: Mature

A fairytale-flavored Princess and the Frog sort of crackfic featuring cursed cat Alastor, royal hijinks, and flirty fluff.

Tags: Humor, Fluff, Cursed Transformation, Fairy Tale AU (ish)

The Bottom of the Bottle Never Has Answers (✅)

Words: 4k+ | Rating: Mature

Alastor and Lucifer drink, bicker, and unravel.

Tags: Depression, Drinking, Emotional Baggage, Angst, Enemies with Benefit (sort of)

The Radio Demon Attempts to Make a Deal with the King of Hell (✅)

Words: 4k+ | Rating: Teen

Sharp tongues, bitter deals, and unspoken tension.

Tags: Demon Politics, Grumpy Old Men, Emotional Denial, Angst

The King of Hell Attempts to Comfort the Radio Demon

Words: 3k+ | Rating: Teen

Lucifer and Alastor are home alone and are left to find comfort in each other.

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Pillow Talk.

Til Murder Do Us Part (Unpublished WIP)

Words: ? | Rating: Mature

Alastor and Charlie are plunged into a 1920s New Orleans AU. Charlie, a hopeful dreamer, in an oppressive world grapples with society while her cynical husbands slowly reveals that he’s more than just a pretty face.

Tags: Arranged Marriage, Complicated Relationships, Murder, Discrimination & Oppression

GRAVITY FALLS FICS

Tell Me I’m Crazy (WIP)

Words: 6k+ | Chapters: 2/? | Rating: Mature

A thief and a sheriff walk into a love story neither of them asked for.

Ships: Stan Pines/OC

Tags: Age Gap, Enemies to Lovers, Thief x Cop, Comedy, Slow Burn

Memory Wipe Log: #333 (✅)

Words: 924 | Rating: Mature

Fiddleford wants to forget but can't seem to shake these feelings.

Tags: Doomed Love, Lab Bros, Guilt, Hurt No Comfort

CROSSOVER FICS

Hi, this is my super little corner of weirdness.

You’re Acutie Though a Bit Obtuse, Right? (WIP)

Words: 9k+| Chapters: 2/? | Rating: Mature

Post-Weirdmageddon. Charlie meets Bill Cipher. Alastor hates it. So begins a beautiful disaster.

Ships: Bill Cipher/Charlie, Alastor/Charlie, Angel Dust/Husk, Bill Cipher/Ford Pines

Tags: Love Triangle, Chaos, Emotional Manipulation, Corruption, BAMF Charlie, Crack Taken Seriously

It's Always Sunny in Hell (Unpublished Episodic)

A Hazbin Hotel x It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia crossover fic in the works.

💬 Drop comments, ask about upcoming chapters, or share your thoughts and theories! I love hearing from you!

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🌟 Follow for more updates, AUs, and new fics. I’m always working on something new!

And, of course, thank you for reading! Your support means the world to me. 💖

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me: I write for myself, not validation

also me after posting a fic *refreshes ao3 every five minutes*

(two things can be true)

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Hazbin Hotel x It's Always Sunny in Philly AU?

Anyone? Anyone? Too niche? Eh what the hell. Here's the cast. I'm working on it. And its kinda less stressful to make cuz none of it has to connect in one long fic.

To clarify I am keeping the personalities but putting them in the roles of the characters of those in it's always sunny in philly. soo...things might get messy cuz so much stuff happened in IASIP but im gonna ignore. The dynamics and chaos is what matters.

I tried to match them as best as I could.

Cast:

Main Gang Pairings:

Alastor = Dennis Reynolds

Charlie Morningstar = Charlie Kelly

Lucifer = Frank Reynolds

Vaggie = Dee Reynolds

Angel Dust = Mac (Ronald McDonald)

Supporting & Recurring Characters:

Husk = Rickety Cricket

Niffty = Maureen Ponderosa

Sir Pentious = Bill Ponderosa

Emily = The Waitress

Cherri Bomb = Artemis

Valentino = Liam McPoyle

Vox = Ryan McPoyle

Velvette = Gail the Snail

(we kinda have royalhalo in there <333)

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"I didn't comment on a fic I liked because I don't think the author would care or remember my comment anyway". fanfic writer here, I still remember comments I got on my fics from seven years ago. I still think about them and they still make me smile. your kind comments are what motivates us and what helps us keep writing.

I personally know writers who take screenshot and print out comments they got from their readers.

TL;DR comments matter to us writers more than you think. if you like a fanfic, never be shy to let the author know ♡

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Should I try doing a charlastor one-shot to dip my feet back into the charlastor ship before launching myself into the Soulmate Curse again? Just as a soft start. It's been...AWHILE.

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HOPPING ON IT! I HAVE A PLAN!

I did finally put together a killer outline for it but I wanna see if I should finish it. I would like to since I hate leaving things unfinished.

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I did finally put together a killer outline for it but I wanna see if I should finish it. I would like to since I hate leaving things unfinished.

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Asmodeus x Beelzebub? Maybe? Personally, I think the ship is good.

BABES I SEE THE VISION! They're already the best of friends. I do ship Fizzmodeus more but if those two weren't together. I'd definitely go for that ship. Those two have history and they've gotten through the thick and thin of it together. They would be perfect!!! And they seem to know what the other is thinking before they say it. Best friends to lovers kind of deal.

Also I love their color schemes together: the yellow and the blue.

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Question:

As much as I like You're Acutie Though A Bit Obtuse. I feel like the way I opened it was not great for the rest of the story. Or at least the way I'm thinking of it going in my head. So...I'm on the fence about some things. And how I went about some of the dynamics.

I want to rewrite it but there's already two chapters up. Idk man. I'm just not crazy about the setup for Bill x Charlie. And I wanna do the crackship some justice

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Welp if anyone still follows the Soulmate Curse I HAD INSPIRATION TO WRITE FOR IT AGAIN!

Was it 777 words for an hour? Yes. Could I not do more? No. God, i gotta get my endurance back up to 2800 per hour. that was my peak.

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My AO3 Writer Wrapped

I'm actually kind of proud of myself this year! Yes, did I start this account in August. Yes, I did. It wasn't the whole year but I got a lot of writing done! Thank you so much for those who left a kudo or COMMENTED!!! The comments really made me so happy!

Hopefully I'll some more writing in this year!

I can't believe the Soulmate Curse got so many views! It's actually insane.

THANK YOU AGAIN EVERYONE!

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The Soulmate Curse: Chapter 8

Hi. After five months I have returned. Whether it is good or whether it is shit. TIS HERE!

So...we got Al sulking in his Radio Tower singing Frank Sinatra and thinking about his lovely Demon Belle! Aaaaaahhhhhahaha! But unfortunately, we got an uninvited visitor listening in as well. Ignore my yapping and read for yourself!

“Some day, when I'm awfully low …” the words slip off his tongue, a lilt to his strained voice. His clawed fingers fly across the ivory keys painted in his own blood. The crimson lights flicker every few seconds. He could almost believe it wasn’t blood on the keyboard but he knows better. 

“ When the world is cold …” he sings. His lungs scream for air and that gaping hole in his chest twinges. Without hesitation, he continues, anything to stave off any feelings. He can almost feel her hands on his chest again, those eyes on him again. His fingers slip and he hits a nasty chord. The walls of his old radio tower seemingly shake under the tone. 

“I will feel a glow just thinking of you…” His shoulders tense under the sound. Fluffy ears flat against his head twitch. The wound aches, sending sparks throughout his body. Hands still shaking and voice trembling, he continues. Anything not to think. Anything not to focus on what he has become. 

A pathetic coward. The sentence makes him want to slam the covering for the piano into his knuckles. He resists the urge. What good would mangled hands be? He’s broken enough.

“ And the way you look tonight …” Tonight. For a moment, he looks up from the dusty keys and up to the sky. The world above is dark and lonely, bleak and crimson as usual. Sometimes, he wonders what is the point in looking up. For a brief moment, the sky behind his human eyes flits by and he shoves it out of his mind. 

He’s dead. Been dead for a long time. And he hopes…will be dead for a long time more. His fingers wander away from the keyboard and to the split threads of his shirt. Gingerly, he peels his fraying shirt off his body. The makeshift bandages wrapped around his midsection have bleed through. Scars of the past are branded on his skin, weathered and older scars. He lets out a groan, the newest one is sure to leave a nasty one behind…if he survives it. 

And Charlie could have healed it. The thought strikes him unpleasantly but he lets it brew for once. She could have helped him easily . She still could. A little desperate voice whispers. No. Crawl all the way back to the Hotel after storming off? Still licking his wounds? 

That was out of the question. In front of Charlie? Her wretched father? In front of the rest of the Hotel and possibly word getting out the population? The last thing he needed to do was make a fool of himself in front of the princess of Hell again. 

Then that nagging little crimson chain tugged at his ring finger. He wanted to frown down at it but the stitches in his face held him back. 

With a new found rage, he crinkles his ruined shirt into a ball and tosses it into a far corner of his tower. A mountain of dust unsettles but he doesn’t care, no longer. Nor has he cared about this ghost of a radio tower in a long time. Yet he finds himself sitting here in what once was. His fingers slid across the keyboard once more. His nerves scream out once more in pain and he begins again.

“ Yes, you're lovely, with your smile so warm… ” he drowns any feelings, any pain, any thoughts in the cacophony of sound. The voice of a loyal piano singing alongside his crackly, strained voice. The lyrics tear him back to a place not too long ago, where satin sheets were wrinkling under his grasp. That soft sweet smile beaming back into his cracked face, light leaking into his bleak world. He almost wished he could reach out to run a thumb over the tears that followed after. 

“ And your cheeks so soft… ” the sky reminds him of the rose of her cheeks. My, how he did love to pinch her cheeks. She would frown up at him under her long eyelashes. And how could he resist a face like that? Well, he did. He left even when she begged him to stay. For more his sake than her’s. 

“ There is nothing for me but to love you… ” Nothing. Was there truly nothing in this world? He wants to rush through the song, have it over with. However, he needs to finish it. He cannot leave the audience of forgotten books and dust disappointed with his lack of a performance. 

Love? What a common word. A common word that somehow meant so much if said the right way. The shimmer of the soulmate chain caught his eye and he slowly traced the links. What a silly thing to be promised. Love? Soulmates? What a silly silly thing. A laughable thing that everyone seeks and everyone sings about. 

He bows his head, preparing to sing the last very sentence of the verse. The notes ringing in his head and hands guiding him to hit the right notes. His lip part and a voice stops him short. 

“ And the way you look tonight… ” a playful, far too familiar voice says from behind. All the hairs on the back of his next stand on end. His stomach dropping into his knees and if he didn’t know better…the stomach being be a bloody mess on the floor. 

His fingers still hover over the keys, in stasis as if he were a deer in the headlights.

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I wrote almost 4,000 words. just gotta finish one more scene in the morning and then this baby is READY

I am going to write a chapter for the Soulmate Curse by the end of the night EVEN IF IT KILLS ME

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I am going to write a chapter for the Soulmate Curse by the end of the night EVEN IF IT KILLS ME