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[ask-vaggie]

"No, no, I—" How is she even supposed to say this, though? After everything they've been through, everything she denied... It hits Vaggie like a weight on her shoulders, suffocating. "I wasn't fair to you, okay? And I— I should have been better. I shouldn't have brushed you off like that, and especially not for her. Lute wasn't worth losing someone like you for."

Vaggie takes the lighter from Ava once the cigarette is lit, testing the familiar weight in her hands before lighting her own. She hasn't smoked in years, and fights back a cough the moment she first inhales, but it's... nice for once, to reminisce.

"I'm glad you seem like you've got something good going for you now, though. Heaven knows you deserve something better for once." But... Charlie, right. That's what this whole conversation was about. She's getting off topic, but the apology, well... It needed to be said. "As for Charlie, I better put this out before she catches me killing my lungs (even though I'll probably tell her about it anyway.) I can go grab her, though, if you need..." She sighs, though it's less heavy than usual. More mellow.

"She'll throw herself headfirst into helping with... whatever this is. Is that something you're okay with?"

Ava gingerly walked into the Hotel, his movements still unsteady from the amount of injuries he had sustained. It was nerve-wracking to be back at the place where he had seen Lee die, but he wanted to clear the air with Princess Morningstar before he went back up.

Instead, she found Vaggie in the lobby.

Don’t make eye contact. Too late.

He chuckles awkwardly, his ribs still in a considerable amount of pain. He was pretty sure he looked very pathetic.

Hola Concha. It’s been a while. -🚬

@exorcist-ava

Vaggie pauses, her grip on the front doorknob tightening. Admittedly, it's been... a while since her interactions with Ava have carried any weight at all, and the awkwardness is still just as unrelenting years later, only magnified by the sheer amount of blood that clings to his frame. It takes her a long moment to process the scene in front of her. Yet another face from her past in Hell... Her least favorite phenomenon. what could she possibly have missed in a month?

"Ava..." she says cautiously, though the name tastes bitter in her mouth, laced with her own past bad intentions and yet another exorcist relationship she'd rather forget.

But she's bleeding, and vigorously at that.

...Fuck, Hell has really softened Vaggie up, hasn't it?

Vaggie sighs heavily, taking a step back to usher him inside. "Sit down. I'll... I'll get something. Just don't hurt yourself even worse."

@exorcist-ava

[ask-vaggie]

NO!!!!!!

Do you even Skibidi?

Do you even toilet? Bitch I’m a media star, I’ve seen so many memes it’d make your head explode. You’re an op, no rizz, and your shitty sunglasses smell like ligma.

[ask-vaggie]

Vaggie goes quiet for a long moment as she settles onto the other end of the couch, careful to keep a safe distance, but... she rummages through her pockets for a second before dropping a pack of cigarettes and a lighter into Ava's lap.

"I confiscated these off of Angel earlier, but... I won't tell anyone if you don't."

She attempts a smile, but it comes off strained. For once, she's able to place the feeling swarming inside, but it's not one she's particularly fond of. Of all the emotions she's been slowly learning to process over time, guilt is the hardest. It eats at her from the inside out and spares nothing to be left behind in its wake.

"I'm..." Why is this so hard?? "Ava, I'm... sorry. I should have said it so much sooner, but... I don't know why I didn't, actually."

Ava gingerly walked into the Hotel, his movements still unsteady from the amount of injuries he had sustained. It was nerve-wracking to be back at the place where he had seen Lee die, but he wanted to clear the air with Princess Morningstar before he went back up.

Instead, she found Vaggie in the lobby.

Don’t make eye contact. Too late.

He chuckles awkwardly, his ribs still in a considerable amount of pain. He was pretty sure he looked very pathetic.

Hola Concha. It’s been a while. -🚬

@exorcist-ava

Vaggie pauses, her grip on the front doorknob tightening. Admittedly, it's been... a while since her interactions with Ava have carried any weight at all, and the awkwardness is still just as unrelenting years later, only magnified by the sheer amount of blood that clings to his frame. It takes her a long moment to process the scene in front of her. Yet another face from her past in Hell... Her least favorite phenomenon. what could she possibly have missed in a month?

"Ava..." she says cautiously, though the name tastes bitter in her mouth, laced with her own past bad intentions and yet another exorcist relationship she'd rather forget.

But she's bleeding, and vigorously at that.

...Fuck, Hell has really softened Vaggie up, hasn't it?

Vaggie sighs heavily, taking a step back to usher him inside. "Sit down. I'll... I'll get something. Just don't hurt yourself even worse."

@exorcist-ava

[ask-vaggie]

I hate you all. I hate you all so much.

Do you even Skibidi?

Do you even toilet? Bitch I’m a media star, I’ve seen so many memes it’d make your head explode. You’re an op, no rizz, and your shitty sunglasses smell like ligma.

[ask-vaggie]

And you wonder why you were booted as social media manager.

Do you even Skibidi?

Do you even toilet? Bitch I’m a media star, I’ve seen so many memes it’d make your head explode. You’re an op, no rizz, and your shitty sunglasses smell like ligma.

[ask-vaggie]

Vaggie gives him a skeptical glance. "If... If you say so."

She sighs, gesturing over to the lobby sofa for Ava to at least sit down, though her movements are rigid, awkward... Time hasn't seemed to have changed much.

"Charlie, she's... upstairs, I think? I just got here, but..."

It's a long debate between 'I'll go get her' and 'What happened?' with Vaggie unsure of where to go from here. She helps Ava cross the room, her hands gentle, almost too afraid to linger against the other angel's arm for too long. Every question feels like a stupid one, but still, staying silent isn't as much of an option anymore.

"Are you okay?"

Ava gingerly walked into the Hotel, his movements still unsteady from the amount of injuries he had sustained. It was nerve-wracking to be back at the place where he had seen Lee die, but he wanted to clear the air with Princess Morningstar before he went back up.

Instead, she found Vaggie in the lobby.

Don’t make eye contact. Too late.

He chuckles awkwardly, his ribs still in a considerable amount of pain. He was pretty sure he looked very pathetic.

Hola Concha. It’s been a while. -🚬

@exorcist-ava

Vaggie pauses, her grip on the front doorknob tightening. Admittedly, it's been... a while since her interactions with Ava have carried any weight at all, and the awkwardness is still just as unrelenting years later, only magnified by the sheer amount of blood that clings to his frame. It takes her a long moment to process the scene in front of her. Yet another face from her past in Hell... Her least favorite phenomenon. what could she possibly have missed in a month?

"Ava..." she says cautiously, though the name tastes bitter in her mouth, laced with her own past bad intentions and yet another exorcist relationship she'd rather forget.

But she's bleeding, and vigorously at that.

...Fuck, Hell has really softened Vaggie up, hasn't it?

Vaggie sighs heavily, taking a step back to usher him inside. "Sit down. I'll... I'll get something. Just don't hurt yourself even worse."

@exorcist-ava

[ask-vaggie]

Ava gingerly walked into the Hotel, his movements still unsteady from the amount of injuries he had sustained. It was nerve-wracking to be back at the place where he had seen Lee die, but he wanted to clear the air with Princess Morningstar before he went back up.

Instead, she found Vaggie in the lobby.

Don’t make eye contact. Too late.

He chuckles awkwardly, his ribs still in a considerable amount of pain. He was pretty sure he looked very pathetic.

Hola Concha. It’s been a while. -🚬

@exorcist-ava

Vaggie pauses, her grip on the front doorknob tightening. Admittedly, it's been... a while since her interactions with Ava have carried any weight at all, and the awkwardness is still just as unrelenting years later, only magnified by the sheer amount of blood that clings to his frame. It takes her a long moment to process the scene in front of her. Yet another face from her past in Hell... Her least favorite phenomenon. what could she possibly have missed in a month?

"Ava..." she says cautiously, though the name tastes bitter in her mouth, laced with her own past bad intentions and yet another exorcist relationship she'd rather forget.

But she's bleeding, and vigorously at that.

...Fuck, Hell has really softened Vaggie up, hasn't it?

Vaggie sighs heavily, taking a step back to usher him inside. "Sit down. I'll... I'll get something. Just don't hurt yourself even worse."

@exorcist-ava

[ask-vaggie]

have you met Vaggie? if you have and even if you haven’t what do you think about her since her and Lute have history?

We’ve kinda met. We briefly interacted once, maybe twice.

I really only know about her what Lute has told me, and she probably doesn’t know anything about me other than the obvious, so I’d say we’re on… cautiously neutral terms. -🔥

[ask-vaggie]

VAGGIIIEEEE, YOU'RE BACK! I MISSED YOU!-🌈

@ask-charliemorningstar

Charlie!! I missed you so much!

Everything went great, and I have all of the rings' paperwork in order except for Pride. Now I just need to talk to Lucifer, and....

Well, actually maybe you could uh.... explain exactly why everything went to shit in Heaven and Hell this last month for me first? Angel is, well... I'm still hoping this is a bit.

[ask-vaggie]

I— Hang on, I'm sorry... Did you just... I... They...

WHAT?!!!!?!!!!

*Pacing*

You mean to tell me that in the SINGLE MONTH I've been gone, you all managed to fuck up in every ring of Heaven and Hell possible?!?!!! How come Charlie didn't update me?!?!!! She said everything was fine, just to focus on what I had to do, I—Agh! I was fighting over paperwork with Belphegor for three weeks straight while my kids were God only knows where!

And you... And... Emily? And Lee........ And....

*Muttering to herself*

Oh God, I never should have left. This was supposed to be a nice surprise and now it's already going wrong... I— Where the fuck is Charlie?! Is she okay, at least?

You can take away my access to the hotel social media but you can never stop me from spamming assholes with porn links. Every click is another dollar and if ya gonna piss me off, ya gonna pay me too.

(( @the-porn-demon ))

WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU YOUR PHONE BACK??????

[ask-vaggie]

Don't call me— ugh, fuck it... I'm never taking a vacation again.

I couldn't have missed that much...... could I?

You can take away my access to the hotel social media but you can never stop me from spamming assholes with porn links. Every click is another dollar and if ya gonna piss me off, ya gonna pay me too.

(( @the-porn-demon ))

WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU YOUR PHONE BACK??????

[ask-vaggie]

Have you met Jesus before falling to hell? If so, how is he as a person?

Soooo......

About that.......

[ask-vaggie]

You can take away my access to the hotel social media but you can never stop me from spamming assholes with porn links. Every click is another dollar and if ya gonna piss me off, ya gonna pay me too.

(( @the-porn-demon ))

WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU YOUR PHONE BACK??????

[ask-vaggie]

HIATUS OVER!!! srry i took a little break, life got INSANE, but i lived!!! (ooc)

[ask-vaggie]

I have a girlfriend!

Bunny suit inspired Vaggie!

Will be making Vaggie + the rest of the hotel crew into XL Standees once I finish them so chuck a follow on my Etsy or my Tumblr if you're interested! (will be scaled to close to canon heights for each character 19-30cm) - Preorders and listing opening in early October!

Full HD artwork will be on the Standees with custom bases less clothing ver of Vaggie is available on the standees on request if that's your thing

[ask-vaggie]

Sigh...

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[ask-vaggie]

I... I...... God, just... Shut up!

Stop trying to psychoanalyze me, I never asked you to be my therapist or my mom or whatever else you're trying to accomplish here. You don't know anything about the situation, so just— stay out of it, okay? I'm a grown woman, I can solve my own problems. And— And even if I can't, I still don't need you to read into me so hard like you know exactly how to fix me!

Maybe I am bad at this, maybe I am a shitty person, but... sometimes I know that well enough without being reminded of it over and over, okay? I know I fucked Ava over, I know I lied to Charlie— Jesus, I couldn't even be a good girlfriend to Lute! But that's not— I'm— I'm different now. Or, I want to be. I don't want to be that person anymore. I don't want to keep seeing my past everywhere I look on full blast for everyone to see.

I don't want Charlie to see anymore of who I used to be.

Yo, Jefe. Ya close with Concha, AKA @ask-vaggie ?

Can ya ask her why she’s never returned any a’ my calls while we were dating?

I mean, I know why, I just wanna hear it from her. -🚬

@exorcist-ava

While I didn’t know her during that period of her existence, I can make a few guesses based on her behavior. It seems she has a case of what we call in the Pride ring “basic bitch” syndrome. Confrontations of a physical or even deadly nature are as easy as breathing but anything that touches on emotions makes her retreat and avoid the source of the problem. You likely challenged her on an emotional level she was incapable of dealing with at the time. Considering she wasn’t truly capable of confronting that side of herself until she literally sprouted wings from the revelation, I’d say it’s a safe bet.

Also, you may address me as Doña Carmilla, and I’d like the name of the Exorcist brazen enough to demand answers from me for another’s behavior.