#chaggie smut

[senseichaos]

Charlie is a Dom, I've decided. Or at least a Dom leaning switch. Soft Dom though, i 100% think she's sweet during sex. Vaggie is a sub, a shy sub. Not exactly pillow princess sub but she probably gets embarrassed a lot.

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╰ ⋯ ➢ GOOD GIRL ; CHAGGIE SMUT...

✿ sorry not sorry for this one guys... by the way, it fades to black!! so moreso suggestive than fully smut-ty? header art by sethdomain!

Charlie blinked as she felt the hands on her shoulders, palms meeting the mattress of the bed, feeling the muzzle wrap around her face, restricting her razor sharp teeth from the world. It wasn't suffocating or hurtful by any means– in fact, the darkly-hued hands that wrapped it around her face were soft and gentle, caressing her pale face as they moved, tracing the heavy coat of blush on her face as their hands moved.

“Vaggie,” Charlie huffed out, chewing the inside of her mouth. She felt the primal urge to latch onto something rise up in her chest. Her girlfriend simply hummed in response, fastening the muzzle tightly around her face. Charlie blushed heavily, huffing under heavy breaths. It was restricting, but damn, did it feel good.

“Hold still, hon.” Vaggie replied to her whimpers coolly, pulling her hands away. The loss of contact was aggravating for Charlie, but it was soon replaced as the collar was wrapped around her neck. Vaggie tugged gently, causing Charlie to move backwards compliantly. “Is that comfortable?” Vaggie inquiried, tone sultry.

“Uh-huh.” Charlie responded breathlessly, feeling her pale skin heat up, a burning feeling rising in her chest. Vaggie smirked, placing a kiss to her temple, gently latching her teeth onto Charlie's neck for a moment, digging her sharp canines in gently. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a mark. That was usually Charlie's thing. She loved leaving symbols of herself on Vaggie; whether that be through a bite mark, a kiss that left her black lipstick smeared behind, or her claws raking against her girlfriend's perfect skin. It was all good to her. Charlie loved the sight of seeing the golden blood of her girlfriend dripping down her neck, dripping down her collarbone–

Charlie was snapped out of her less than appropriate thoughts with another tug on the leash, Vaggie pushing her down onto the mattress, back pressed against it as her head met the headboard. Usually, Charlie was the one in control, so this was a nice change of pace. “You're so pretty, Vaggie.” Charlie whispered, enamored by the sight of her girlfriend in all of her glory.

Vaggie smirked. “Likewise, cariño.” The denizen replied to the compliments sweetly, like she wasn't pinning Charlie down to the bed. It was amusing, actually. Her Spanish accent slipped into her words, constricting them like a snake, coiling around them and slithering their way into Vaggie's sentences. And damn, was it hot. Or at least, Charlie thought so.

Vaggie pulled the leash closer, hand traveling up to wrap around Charlie's now prominent horn, tracing it with her fingertip. “You know,” Vaggie softly began, tone low and gravelly. “I hear people talking on the street, occasionally. As we pass. They say they could make love to you better than I ever could, some lousy sinner.” Vaggie grinned, pearly whites prominent as ever. Gorgeous as ever. Every part of the fallen angel was perfect, beautiful– every compliment in the book to Charlie.

“Do you think that's true, mi cielo?” Vaggie demanded, tone more commanding, but still holding onto those faint undertones of love and comfort. Charlie shook her head, but it was difficult with how Vaggie was restraining her. Hey– she wasn't complaining. It was sexy. More than, even. “Of course not. You're better than they ever could be, Vaggie.” Charlie retorted.

“Buena niña.” Vaggie chuckled, words gravelly, coiling the leash of the collar around her index finger and pulling it slightly. She liked seeing Charlie strain and comply as she pulled on the little string. Not in the painful way– the thought of seeing Charlie in pain wasn't remotely attractive to her. It scared her, even. But just seeing her underneath her, safe, as close as possible? That was the raw appeal behind it.

Vaggie's wings rustled slightly as she felt Charlie's hand touch her thigh, scratching against her skin. “I said not to touch,” she gently reminded, slightly disappointed as her girlfriend pulled away. But that wasn't the goal right now– the goal was to make Charlie feel good. Vaggie smirked, slipping her head between Charlie's thighs in a swift movement, knee pressing against the mattress as she hooked her index fingers around the waistband of Charlie's pants…

. . .

Charlie breathed heavily as she finished, not being able to touch her girlfriend, bite, anything– driving her crazy. Completely under her mercy. Vaggie slithered back upwards, licking her lips, swiping away remnants of Charlie away from her features. The denizen unclipped the muzzle from around the princess’ face, tracing her hand across the pale skin, and circular rosy cheeks.

Vaggie leaned forward, pressing her lips to Charlie's. Charlie could feel the taste of herself on Vaggie's tongue, which was quite… interesting? Charlie arched a brow as she slithered her serpent-like tongue into her girlfriend's mouth, finally settling her hands on Vaggie's shoulders. Thankfully, she wasn't met with being pushed away.

Vaggie slowly pulled away, admittedly hesitantly, as she unhooked the leash and unclipped the leash from around her girlfriend's neck. “Did I hurt you?” Charlie laughed in response to Vaggie's sudden worries, shaking her head. “I'm fine, babe! Truly!”

Vaggie softly smiled, less heated up and mischievous than earlier. Moreso delicate and welcoming, like a loving embrace in itself. “Let's get you cleaned up, then.” Charlie nodded, pressing a quick kiss to the angel's forehead, horns and tail retreating as she cooled down, resorting back into a more humane form.

Vaggie pulled herself off the bed, willing herself off the bed as she looked down at her shoulder, suddenly aware of the bite mark. “I don't even know how you managed that in the split second that you had the muzzle off, but okay.” Charlie shrugged innocently, winking. “A magician never reveals her secrets!”

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((First Hazbin fic! Let's gooooo!!! It's a first time fic because did you forget who you're talking to? Okay, enjoy!))

Charlie Morningstar was never the most outgoing hellborn growing up. She would often sit quietly while other children played with their friends. When she tried to make friends as a child, other children would often make fun of her because of how weird she would act towards them. Many have said she got her social awkwardness from her father. She had a couple of friends in her youth, but none of them compared to a girl she met while on her business venture; Vaggie. 

Vaggie was not someone anyone would have expected Charlie to eventually fall in love with, but once she laid eyes on her, it was love at first sight; she could not take her eyes off of her. She did not know what to say to her; she just babbled until Vaggie cut her off. While they got to know each other, that was when they knew it was meant to be. But nothing compared to one special night they had together.

Vaggie has lived with Charlie at the Hazbin Hotel for quite a while now. They have been on several dates while also running the hotel together. Everybody else at the hotel figured that they would want their alone time at some points. Even though they have been alone together for quite some time, Charlie was too shy to tell Vaggie what she really wanted.

It was not until one particular day when Charlie and Vaggie were alone together in her bedroom when she finally expressed what she wanted. She sat on her bed, trembling until Vaggie noticed when she leaned on here.

“Is there something wrong, Char?” Vaggie asked as she put a hand on Charlie’s lap.

“I’m okay, Vag; honest,” Charlie replied.

“I can see you trembling. I know something’s bothering you. You don’t have to hide anything from me.”

Charlie hesitated before she responded. “Okay, I’ll tell you; you know that we’ve been dating for four months, and I have… really strong feelings for you.”

Vaggie noticed a wet spot between Charlie’s legs. “Are they as strong as I believe they may be?”

“No! I mean�� yes! I mean… how strong do you think they are?”

Vaggie looked at the wet spot, then back at Charlie. “I think you know just as well how strong.”

Charlie looked down, noticed the wet spot, and relaxed her body. “Okay, Vaggie, I’ve… been aroused by you since the day we met. I just never knew how to tell you because… I was too scared. I didn’t think you would feel the same.”

“Why would you think that?”

“Because… I never really thought my body was all that attractive.”

“Charlie, I always thought you were attractive, ever since the day I met you.”

“Yeah, but you’ve never seen me naked before.”

“I know I haven’t, but I don’t have to. I already know how beautiful you are, because it’s you. And that’s all I need. I’d love to see it.”

Charlie blushed before moving closer to Vaggie. She smiled as she took off her pants and threw it to the corner of her room. She briefly looked at her underwear, then looked at Vaggie. Charlie really wanted to get started, but something was stopping her every time she got to another article of clothing.

“Something’s really bothering you, Char,” Vaggie pointed out.

“No! I mean… It’s just…”

“You’re insecure about your vagina too, aren’t you?”

“...A little bit.”

“Do you want me to help you?”

Charlie smiled and nodded. Vaggie began to take Charlie’s underwear off and noticed her pussy glistening wet for her. Vaggie smiled and looked at Charlie, then gave her a long kiss on her lips. The kiss lasted for ten seconds before the girl detached lips.

“That’s what you’re insecure about? It’s absolutely beautiful!”

Charlie relaxed and laid on her bed. Vaggie threw Charlie’s underwear in the corner of her room on top of her pants and laid down next to her.

“I just always found it pretty gross down there. It’s not that anyone has ever seen it before, just heard people talk about how gross they are when I was in school. I looked down that day, and never looked down since. I couldn’t even make myself do so.”

Vaggie moved closer to Charlie and gave her a kiss on her cheek. “Well, whoever said that, you shouldn’t have listened to them in the first place. It’s the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen.”

Charlie smiled and Vaggie kissed her again as she started to rub her pussy. Charlie let out a high-pitched squeak before putting her arms around Vaggie and pulling her closer. Vaggie climbed on top of Charlie and continued rubbing her until she found her sweet spot. Charlie dug her fingers into Vaggie’s back and kept kissing her to hold back her screams.

“You don’t need to hold back, love. You’re safe with me. Let it all out.”

“But… what if everyone hears us?”

“Char, you know everyone’s out right now. It’s okay, I promise.”

Vaggie continued kissing and rubbing Charlie until she let all the feelings she was keeping to herself since starting. She never felt a sensation like this before. It was like an explosion that made its way through her entire body. She let out the loudest moan she could as Vaggie pressed harder. She continued until she pushed Charlie to her breaking point. Vaggie was not going to stop until Charlie was completely satisfied. Charlie spent her whole life insecure about expressing her sexuality, despite living in the one place where everyone was free to express their sexualities in any and every way they please, and Vaggie hopes to build her confidence.

Vaggie continued rubbing until Charlie until she let out the biggest orgasm in all of Hell. She grabbed onto her sheets and screamed her little heart out as her girlfriend continued pressing to try and get everything out of her. Both girls were mesmerized and fascinated by the sound that came out of Charlie. No sound has ever come out of her like that before. Once she was finished, Charlie panted continuously as Vaggie laid down next to her and gave her a kiss on her cheek, then on her forehead.

“Do you think I did a good job?” Vaggie asked as she and Charlie put their arms around each other, still laying down.

“I guess you did alright,” Charlie replied jokingly as she smirked slightly at her girlfriend.

Vaggie could not help but laugh. If there was anything that attracted her to Charlie in the first place, it was her sense of humor, and her optimistic nature. Vaggie sat up from the bed and began to take off her pants. She threw her pants and underwear where Charlie’s were and she sat up with her.

“Do you want to try?” Vaggie said as she winked at Charlie.

Charlie looked down and smiled. Vaggie moved closer and grabbed Charlie’s arm to move to her pussy. She helped her begin rubbing and Charlie smiled and blushed. Vaggie continued guiding her girlfriend’s hand until she reached her clitoris. 

“You just start with small, gentle circles, okay?” Vaggie said.

Charlie nodded and continued rubbing Vaggie when she took her hand off of her’s. Charlie continued on her own and began to press and rub a little harder. Vaggie started to moan as Charlie’s face began to get red. Since Vaggie gave her her first orgasm, Charlie was feeling more confident in her ability to express her sexuality. As Vaggie continued moaning, she was feeling a mix of pleasure and regret, feeling like she corrupted her innocent girlfriend. But seeing her getting more red in the face showed her how much she was enjoying it.

“You’re doing great, babe. Keep going!” Vaggie moaned.

Charlie kept rubbing faster until Vaggie reached her breaking point. She grabbed Charlie by her back and pulled her against her face to kiss her. As much as Vaggie encouraged Charlie to not hold back her screams, she could not help but hold back herself. Charlie stopped kissing her when she noticed Vaggie pulling her closer and closer as she wanted to scream louder.

“Wait, why are you holding back?” Charlie asked.

Vaggie hesitated before answering. “I don’t know… I know I didn’t want you to hold back, but I thought you’d be too put off. When I was still alive, every girl I ever dated would say that I was too loud. After several girlfriends giving me the same comment, I kind of just… stopped messing around with other girlfriends after that. If enough girls were put off, then I guess every girl would be put off.”

Charlie and Vaggie sat up and hugged each other. “I wouldn’t be put off by it. I’m Lucifer’s daughter, for crying out loud! I’ve seen worse things before. Even if most of them were a little… oh… I see why you’d be scared now. But it would be different for you. We’ve been sharing everything together since the day we met. I’m more comfortable with you than with anyone else in this hotel. You’re my number one.”

Charlie and Vaggie hugged each other once again before Vaggie started taking off her shirt. Charlie decided to help her and the couple did the same with Charlie. The girls threw their tops to the side of their room and hugged each other again before laying on the bed and giggling together. Vaggie and Charlie started to play with each other’s breasts until Vaggie dove down and started kissing Charlie’s.

“They’re small,” Charlie said as Vaggie looked up at her.

“Well, so are mine, what does that have to do with anything?” Vaggie asked.

“Well…”

“Don’t tell me you’re insecure about your boobs too,” Vaggie rolled her eyes playfully at her girlfriend.

Charlie hesitated again. “A little bit; I’ve been insecure about them since I was a teenager when I saw they weren’t getting any bigger. I mean, I look at my boobs and I kind of wish they looked more like yours.”

Vaggie kissed Charlie on the cheek before going back to her breasts. “They’re just as beautiful as everything else about you, mi amor. You never have to feel insecure when you’re around me.”

Charlie smiled as Vaggie continued giving all the kisses she could on her chest until she traced her kisses down her stomach, reaching her pussy once more. She took one small lick and Charlie let out a small moan to express her pleasure. One lick was enough for Vaggie to dig deeper and taste more of it. Charlie could not keep it in any longer. She had to let her moans out because it felt too good.

“Vaggie! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” Charlie moaned as she grabbed the sheet of their bed and threw her head back, continuing to moan Vaggie’s name.

“I think I can get you even more,” Vaggie said as she poked her tongue in Charlie’s clitoris to get her to scream as loud as she could.

And, right on cue, Charlie screamed and took her hands off the bed to let herself flop on and lay down. She continued to orgasm until Vaggie moved up, hugged her, and gave her another kiss on her forehead.

“I would have never thought you would have it in you,” Charlie joked as she poked Vaggie’s nose.

“You’d be surprised with what I have in me. I also want to see how you can surprise me,” Vaggie responded as she winked at Charlie.

Charlie sat up and spread her legs on top of Vaggie. She looked at her pussy and smiled before diving down to begin licking. It tasted just as good as Vaggie said about Charlie’s. She smiled and giggled inside Vaggie’s pussy continued to lick deeper until she sharpened her tongue and poked her clitoris. Vaggie let out a high-pitched squeak once Charlie poked her clitoris. The sounds she was making was enough motivation for Charlie to keep going. It was not long until Vaggie let out one of the loudest orgasms Hell has ever heard. Charlie sat up and moved up to give Vaggie a kiss on the cheek, then the forehead, then the lips.

“Did I end up surprising you?” Charlie asked.

“You could say so, yes,” Vaggie joked as she nudged Charlie and she covered her mouth to hold in her laugh.

“And, Vaggie, your moans are beautiful. They did not put me off at all. In fact, they made me want you more.”

Vaggie smiled and began to kiss Charlie’s lips again. She climbed on top of her and the girls started tasting every inch of each other’s mouth. Vaggie started to move her hips against Charlie’s and the both of them moaned in each other’s ear. Charlie wrapped her legs around Vaggie’s waist and pulled her closer to her. 

“I stole something from Angel Dust’s room that we can use,” Vaggie pointed out as she got up off of Charlie and reached for their nightstand. It seemed to be a vibrator with the tips on both sides. Charlie stared at the toy and raised one eyebrow in confusion.

“Angel sure has the weirdest toys,” Charlie pointed out.

“Trust me, I was looking through when he left, and he has much weirder shit in his stash,” Vaggie explained.

Charlie shrugged and laid back down on the bed as Vaggie put the vibrator inside her. Vaggie climbed back on top of Charlie and slowly sat onto the other side of the vibrator. She turned it on and let the toy do the work for them. Charlie grabbed Vaggie closer to her by her hair and began to kiss her again. She then pulled her to the side of her shoulder and started to kiss and bite at her neck. The girls grabbed each other’s hair and tensed up even more.

“Are you almost there?” Charlie moaned as she breathed heavily.

“Yes! Are you?” Vaggie replied, her breaths matching Charlie’s.

“Mm-hmm!” Charlie squeaked.

The girls continued kissing each other until they could not take the sensation any longer. They both let out another orgasm each simultaneously, which lasted about a minute, until they took the vibrator out of them and laid back down on their bed. They panted heavily before looking at each other, smiling.

“Well, that was…” Vaggie started.

“Satisfying,” Charlie continued as both girls laughed.

“That’s one way to put it.”

The girls laughed again and kissed each other on the lips. Vaggie gave Charlie one more kiss on the neck before leaning towards her ear.

“Sacas el diablo en mi,” she whispered as she lightly bit Charlie’s ear. Charlie giggled and they kissed again.

Vaggie got up from their bed and picked up their clothes from the floor to put them back on the bed. They started putting their clothes back on and Charlie picked up the vibrator to examine it.

“Do you think we should return this before Angel gets home?” Charlie asked as she gave the vibrator to Vaggie.

“I think we should be okay for now. We should just get dressed before worrying about that,” Vaggie replied.

The girls continued getting dressed until they heard the door shut in the lobby. They looked at each other and quickly continued getting dressed until they heard screaming in another room.

“SON OF A– WHO TOOK MY TWO-IN-ONE VIBRATOR!?”

“Shit! Angel Dust’s home early!” Charlie pointed out, shaking.

“It’s okay, Charlie, we can just wash it and put it back when he goes back downstairs; no big deal,” Vaggie whispered anxiously.

Charlie and Vaggie finished getting dressed before grabbing the vibrator. But before they could leave the room, they heard a knock on their door. They were fucked! The girls sulked in shame before grabbing the vibratorand slowly making their way to the door. They were in for a big-time lecture about not touching Angel Dust’s things.

[whatswrongwithblue]

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[slothbeans]

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It's been a long time since the two girls have spent any alone time together.

Vaggie loves the hotel, really. The angel would walk to the ends of Hell to support her girlfriend and her dream of redeeming sinners. There are just times lately when Vaggie's finding herself a bit neglected and touch starved. Which isn't any fault of Charlie's. Nor Vaggie's. It's just something that is.

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READ IT ON AO3

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[here-lie-the-sinners-au]

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[glitchthebitchwitch]

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[senseichaos]

IF ANYONE HAS ANY CHAGGIE SHIP REQS SEND THEM OVER!! I WANNA WRITE CHAGGIE!!! Please 🙏

(if you're wondering what jump started this blame Twitter)

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In which Vaggie disrupts Charlie’s nap (but Charlie doesn’t mind); [slight somno, nsfw]: ( ao3 )

[darcydarlingdabbles]

Let Me Be Your Light

Phantom of the Opera/Romantasy AU ~ 3.4 k

Explicit Excerpt from my ongoing fic Charlie and Vaggie explore escape the castle for the glowing gardens of Morningstar Castle, and a little time alone~

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Charlie led Vaggie by the hand out into the gardens as the last vestiges of the sun cast a warm, red-pink glow over Morningstar Castle. 

The hellish scarlet sky seemed to have softened just for them—though it always turned a little rosier during the sunset and sunrise. 

Which meant now was the perfect time for Charlie to take a romantic stroll with her not-girlfriend—and show her something amazing. 

Vaggie, her white hair catching the golden light, sent a speculative glance over at the princess. “Is this going to help you with your singing, hon?”

“I mean it can’t hurt, right?” Charlie grinned, her tone playful, if not a little mischievously as she swung their arms and pulled them around the glistening fountains. 

The shadows from the castle gathered on the veranda behind them, but seemed to pool and halt right at the edge of the open marble porch—unable to follow Charlie out in the garden with the last dregs of the sun still up. 

Charlie hummed happily as they strolled into her mother’s lush green garden. It was comfortable, familiar, a sanctuary with walls and barriers separating it from the chaos of the Kingdom of Hell beyond. 

“Suuuure it is,” Vaggie teased, openly flirtatious for the first time. And thrilling the princess as she stretched out her white wings and took in the warm air between her pristine feathers. 

She loved making her angel happy. Charlie just wished that they could always be like this—alone and together. Able to be who they really were, if only for a little while. 

She knew that they would have to return to the castle soon, back to the roles and scripts they were born into. but for now, she was content to simply enjoy this moment.

She squeezed Vaggie’s hand, feeling a surge of affection for the angel by her side.

“I’m so glad you’re here with me,” Charlie murmured, her voice barely audible over the rustling of the leaves.

 Vaggie looked up at her, her eyes finally softened “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else,” she replied, leaning in.

Charlie wanted to kiss her angel then and there, right now. But she felt the unease as she leaned close. Vaggie’s gaze darted towards the castle doors, still in view around the fountain. 

No doubt thinking about her fellow angelic guards they passed on their way outside. 

Charlie settled for pressing a sweet kiss to the back of her hand, and pulling her further into the garden. 

The princess’s excitement was palpable, and she practically bounced on the balls of her feet as she led Vaggie towards a hidden corner of the green space.

“I know you’re probably wondering why I dragged you out here,” Charlie said, giggled.

“You didn’t have to drag me.” Vaggie protested. 

“But trust me, you’re going to love it.” 

Vaggie raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything.

As they rounded a corner, Charlie came to a sudden stop. Vaggie nearly collided with her, but just ended up brushing up against her crimson skirt. 

Charlie’s eyes were fixed on something in front of them, and the angel quickly followed her gaze.

Nestled within a tranquil glade was an awe-inspiring sight—a topiary, meticulously crafted to resemble the beautiful Queen Lilith. The evergreen figure stood tall, her figure lovingly carved from living leaves, her lush hair etched in verdant foliage cascading down her back. 

Even more enchanting, was the radiant light that surrounded Lilith. A warm, golden aura emanated from within its leafy veins, casting an ethereal glow that bathed the entire clearing in an otherworldly light.

Charlie knew that was what her father had created. That he had trapped some of his glowing angelic orbs inside the image of his beloved wife. So she would shine forever. 

“She’s beautiful,” Vaggie breathed, her strong voice gone soft with awe. “This is your mother?”

Charlie beamed. 

“Yeah, it is! It was my idea to make it, and it enchant it so it’s always in full bloom.” The princess looked up at the image of the first Queen of Hell, her own eyes starting to get a bit misty. “It’ll never fade or wither away, no matter what time of year it is.”

“Oh Charlie, that’s beautiful.” Vaggie murmured. 

“Yeah, she really was.” the princess murmured, filling her eyes well up as she looked up at her mother’s enchanted image. 

It felt so lifelike, and yet so still. Never to change again. It filled her with a heady cocktail of emotions—pride and sadness. But more than anything, there was this longing ache for her mother. 

Like the memories from seven years ago had already faded far too quickly. 

A frown drew across Vaggie’s lips as she pulled the other closer. 

“It’s okay, Charlie,” she whispered, her breath warm against the princess’s ear. “I’m here for you.”

And finally, finally, Charlie felt the angel’s warm arms slipping around her middle. Pulling her in close. Her wing just starting to drape over the half-demon’s shoulder. 

Charlie leaned into the hug, feeling the softness of Vaggie’s white and gold feathers against her cheek.

“I just miss her so much,” Charlie said, her voice choked with emotion. “It’s hard to believe she’s really gone.”

Vaggie squeezed her tighter, her wings enveloping Charlie in a protective cocoon. “I know it’s hard,” she said. “But she’s still with you, in a way. She’s a part of you, and she always will be.”

 She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the garden around them: the rich earthiness of the autumn leaves, the sweetness of the roses, the faint metallic tang of the castle’s distant fires. It was a comforting smell, one that reminded her of home.

The blonde turned and pressed close to her companion, resting her chin against the top of Vaggie’s head. “I’m so glad you’re here with me.” She repeated, her voice turning low and heated as she murmured against the other’s ear. 

Vaggie gave a giggle, turning her head towards the princess. “You said that already, hon.” She teased lightly, turning towards the other woman. 

“I just wanted to emphasize that—”

Vaggie cut Charlie off by finally pressing their lips together. She cupped the younger’s cheek, pulling her in close to sweeten the kiss. 

 Charlie’s eyes fluttered closed, and she felt a wave of pure happiness wash over her. This sense of belonging, of something that was so right despite all the walls between them. And as she kissed Vaggie, she knew that she never wanted to let her go.

Vaggie’s wings fluttered around them, creating a soft, feathery cocoon that blocked out the rest of the world. 

Charlie’s heart raced as her hands wandered over the stiff fabric of Vaggie’s soldier jacket, her fingers itching to undo the golden ties and fastens and feel the soft blouse and skin underneath. 

But….someone from the castle could still wander their way, and catch them. 

Suddenly Vaggie grabbed Charlie’s shoulders, pushing her back to separate their lips. “What was that?” She asked, eyes narrowed as she peeked out between her feathers.

The princess pulled back, looking around, but all she saw was that the sky above them had turned from its deep pink to a dark, reddish purple. Hinting at the first sparkling stars. 

“I thought I saw…some sort of shadow.” Vaggie murmured, her lips pressed tight in a frown as she lowered her wings to have a better look around. 

“It’s just a guard, I’m sure,” Charlie said, trying to reassure Vaggie. “We’re safe.”

Vaggie gave an unconvinced grunt, her grip on Charlie tightening. “I’m not sure,” she said, her voice laced with concern. “Stay close to me.”

Charlie nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel Vaggie’s wings expanding slightly, ready to take flight if necessary. 

But nothing manifested from the growing darkness. 

“Come on,” Charlie urged, taking the angel’s hand in hers. “Let’s keep exploring—I want to show you one more thing.”

Vaggie stayed still as a sentinel statue for a long moment, before he nodded. “Lead the way.”

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“You’re going to love this,” Charlie trilled with purest excitement. 

Unfolding before them was an enchanting secret sanctuary, veiled from prying eyes by a towering hedge of thickly woven ivy leaves, their glossy surfaces shimmering in the dark purple night. 

The plants were not ordinary greenery but living lanterns that painted the night with their soft glow. There were tall stalks of moonlit ferns standing like sentinels on either side of the path, their fronds unfurling into delicate lacework patterns that glittered with a supernatural silver sheen.

Clusters of midnight roses lined the edges of the path, their dark petals brushed with strokes of starlight, casting a gentle sapphire radiance that danced upon Vaggie’s awestruck face. 

Between these spectral beauties were beds filled with bioluminescent lilies and irises. Their vibrant hues were amplified by their inherent glow—purples so deep they mirrored the twilight sky and blues so bright they rivalled the ocean’s depth on a sunny day. At least, so Charlie had seen in her father’s old story books. 

A carpet of luminescent moss spread across patches on the ground; it was like walking over constellations trapped beneath your feet, each step sending ripples of light across the verdant canvas. 

The entire garden was bathed in a soft, bioluminescent glow, a living tapestry of light and color that transformed the night into a celestial dreamscape.

“Wow,” Vaggie breathed, her eyes wide with wonder. “This is amazing.”

Charlie grinned, pleased with her companion’s reaction. “I discovered it a few weeks ago,” she said, her voice filled with pride. “I come here sometimes to escape the castle and clear my head. Politics is exhausting sometimes.”

As they walked through the garden, hand in hand, Charlie felt a sense of peace settle over her.

She glanced over at Vaggie, who was smiling up at her 

“Thank you for showing me this,” the angel hummed. 

Charlie’s smile grew wider. “I’d do anything for you,” she said, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Vaggie’s lips.

“Anything, huh?” the angel guard teased into the kiss. 

The glow of the bioluminescent plants seemed to cast a spell over the two, a secrecy that pulsed with anticipation. 

A surge of desire welled up in the Princess as their lips met again, kisses turning feverish as she felt her own heartbeat quicken in time with Vaggie’s. 

The subtle rustle of feathers cocooned back around them, closing Charlie in the warmth radiating from the angelic soldier in her arms. Until the world around them, outside of the glowing garden, faded to nothing.

Her fingers slid down the front of the uniform, undoing the jacket, as the pristine feathers turned fluffy—with arousal. 

Charlie practically jumped into Vaggie’s arms. Sending them both tumbling over into the starry moss beside the midnight roses, both laughing as they fell. 

“Charlie!” Vaggie tried to admonish, but it was ruined by her musical laugh. 

“Whaat?”

Without breaking the intimate embrace, the half-demon lifted herself to straddle the angel’s hips. Her hands came to grip the dress bunched at the princess’s thighs as Vaggie eagerly leaned up into another kiss. 

Slowly, Charlie eased open the uniform jacket, revealing the ruffled white blouse she wore as she trailed kisses along the gray skin of her companion’s neck. Feeling the divine pulse fluttering underneath. 

The princess dragged her tongue along the purplish vein, feeling the edge of her horns wanting to peek out from her blonde hair as she dragged the loose collar of Vaggie’s shirt away from her breast. 

“Charlie…” 

Her name sounded like music on the angel’s tongue. 

Vaggie’s fingers slipped into Charlie’s hair, making the princess have to focus on pulling back her horns as she dropped her mouth to her companion’s chest. Her forked tongue lavished attention on the dark grey nipple, working it taught as the angel squirmed beneath her in the soft grass. 

Which just made her want to give more attention to the other side of her chest. 

“Charlie, please.” Vaggie whined, her back arching off of the moss and pressing more into that sinful mouth. “Let me touch you.”

“You can always touch me,” She hummed, though she refused to let up. 

Charlie felt it the moment Vaggie’s fingers found their way under her hitched skirt, clawing at her lacy under garments. 

The princess was already soaked—she had been from that first heated kiss. She’d missed her girlfriend so damn much. It didn’t matter that Vaggie was stationed in Hell—the few days she returned to Heaven durning the equinox were always too long. 

Vaggie dug her heels into the grass, pulling Charlie into her with her puffed up wings, finally getting into her undeerthings. 

“Vaggie,” Charlie moaned breathlessly as fingers finally touched her, just brushing over her clit before sliding inside her. Making her shiver with desperate need. 

They knew each other well now. Had spent countless nights in the Princess’s chambers exploring each other, loving each fluffed up feather and Charlie’s eagerly flicking tail. 

But now wasn’t the time for hours and hours of adoring. 

Charlie’s fingers fumbled with the buttons on Vaggie’s slacks, even as she rocked her hips onto the angel’s curling digits, desperately grinding into her palm. 

“Honey, let me—”

“Please,  don’t stop.” Charlie begged, her eyes cloudy with her pleasure, chasing desperately as the heel of Vaggie’s hand rubbed against her clit. 

The half-demon’s tail slashed out behind her. Colliding harmlessly with the wings surrounding her. 

Charlie tried again, nearly tearing at the white pants, desperate to feel her, to please her beloved companion too. When Vaggie lifted herself from the ground, and pushed the princess over into the grass. 

The laugh bubbling from the blonde’s lips before Vaggie’s mouth was back on hers, tasting her tongue as her hand was back under Charlie’s skirts. Pushing her pale thighs open as she pinned her to the ground. 

Vaggie was never this…assertive. And Charlie trembled eagerly under her, tugging at her short hair as she took everything the angel gave. 

Those heavenly fingers curled back into her pussy, driving her closer and closer—as Vaggie ground herself against Charlie’s trapped thigh. 

“Baby—” the princess barely had a chance to whine as she tumbled over the edge at last. Her head throan back by a keening moan as she clenched around Vaggie’s fingers. Curling into her walls, dragging out every ounce of pleasure, until she fell limp in her lover’s hold. 

The soft glow of the bioluminescent garden cast an ethereal light on Charlie’s flushed cheeks as she pulled away from Vaggie’s lips.

 She was panting, her chest heaving, and her her hands newly determined to get those damn pants off of the angel

.Vaggie’s wings were already puffy with arousal above her, blocking out the deep sky sparkling with stars, the feathers shimmering with a golden iridescence that seemed to mirror the light of the garden.

Charlie’s own demon tail swayed back and forth between her, growing in eagerness again. She could feel the slickness run down her thighs, the wetness that Vaggie had caused with just her fingers. 

She wanted more.

“Vaggie,” Charlie breathed, her voice husky with desire. “I want...I need...”

Vaggie’s hands were still inside Charlie’s lacy underwear, her fingers teasing and rubbing in all the right places. Charlie moaned, her hips bucking against Vaggie’s hand.

“What do you need, love?” the angel hummed against her ear, kissing her flushed pink skin. Making the princess squirm when she said that name. 

“I need, to touch you, too.” Charlie whined as kisses were making their way down the neckline of her dress.

 Vaggie was already asking, “Can I taste you, Charlie?” as her lips landed between the Princess’s breasts. 

Charlie’s heart skipped a beat at the question, and she could only nod her head in response. Vaggie’s eyes sparkled with desire as she lowered herself between Charlie’s splayed legs.

Her wings stretched out above them, casting their golden shadow over the princess as Charlie thrashed and whined beneath the angel. Feathers brushed her bare skin, their softness sending shivers down her spine. 

Her fingers grabbed desperately for Vaggie’s hair, as her tail wrapped around her waist to keep her close. 

Vaggie was good at distracting her. Clearing her mind of politics and court drama—but she was also good at keeping Charlie from reciprocating. Like the angel guard didn’t deserve to feel the princess’s hands on her. 

But, Vaggie wasn’t entirely out of Charlie’s reach. 

 Charlie’s tail twitched and writhed, worming dexterously around the angel’s waist—until it finally slid into those damn tight pants. 

The angel was soaked. Her undergarments drenched as Charlie’s tail found Vaggie’s folds. Sliding between them to collect her slick, before rubbing at the other’s swollen clit. 

Vaggie’s delighted cry vibrated against Charlie, making them both squirm. 

“Not…not fair.” the angel panted against Charlie’s core. 

“More than fair.” Charlie laughed, twitching the tip of her tail to tease her further. 

Vaggie gasped out a curse against Charlie, grinding her hips forward, before blindly delving back between her lover’s legs. 

 Charlie gripped Vaggie’s short hair, pulling her closer as she bucked her hips against her companion’s face.

The world around them seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving in a perfect duet. 

Charlie could feel the pressure building inside her, the tension coiling like a spring. And then, with one final flick of Vaggie’s tongue, Charlie couldn’t hold back anymore.

Her body convulsed as she cried out, her magic bursting off of her in a flash of red light. Vaggie followed soon after, her golden magic mixing with Charlie’s as they came together.

The Princess lay panting and spent in the grass. Vaggie lay beside her, her wings wrapped around them like a protective cocoon once again.

“I love you,” Charlie whispered, her voice barely audible.

Vaggie stiffened in her arms, her soft wings gone ridged around them. 

“You don’t have to—”

“You mean the world to me Charlie, you know that.” Vaggie murmured, leaning up, pressing a kiss to her lips. That Charlie couldn’t help but think tasted just a little bit…like sorrow. Or regret.

Like she would never be able to have all of the angel, not all that she wanted. 

But the princess tried not to think about that. 

She closed her eyes, letting the sound of Vaggie’s heartbeat lull her for as long as the spell would hold. 

But as the night wore on, and the garden began to fade into darkness, Charlie knew that they would have to return to the castle. To the responsibilities and duties that awaited them. But for now, they had this moment. And that was enough. 

Charlie wanted it to be enough. 

Vaggie’s wings rustled as she sat up, the golden feathers shimmering as they faded back to white. 

Charlie groaned, her body still humming with pleasure as she buried her face and tried to stay a little while longer. 

“We should get back to the castle,” Vaggie said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Charlie’s tail twitched in protest, wrapping itself tighter around Vaggie’s waist. 

“Just five more minutes,” she pleaded, her voice muffled against Vaggie’s clothes.

Vaggie sighed, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on Charlie’s back. “Charlie, we can’t stay out here all night.”

Charlie sat up, her eyes meeting Vaggie’s. “Why not?” she asked, her voice filled with longing. “I want to stay here with you forever.”

Vaggie’s expression softened, her wings curling protectively around Charlie. “I want that too, Charlie. But we can’t..”

Charlie’s shoulders slumped, her tail drooping between her legs before it finally vanished. “I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Vaggie leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Charlie’s forehead. “But we’ll come back here again. I promise.”

Charlie’s eyes brightened, a small smile playing on her lips. “You promise?”

Vaggie nodded, her wings fluttering softly. “I promise. Now come on, let’s get back before someone comes looking for us.”

Charlie reluctantly got to her feet. 

As they walked back towards the castle, Charlie couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness wash over her. She knew that they couldn’t stay in the garden forever, but it was hard to leave a place that felt so perfect.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Charlie Magne/Vaggie Characters: Charlie Magne, Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Worried Charlie Magne, Praise Kink, Hurt/Comfort, Bisexual Charlie Magne, Soft Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel), Good Significant Other Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel), Vaginal Fingering, Post episode: s01 e01 |Overture, Charlie Morningstar - Freeform, Charlie Morningstar Needs a Hug, Apparently Ao3 still goes by Magne, not my best work, Author Is Sleep Deprived, English isn't my native language Summary:

Now, really, Charlie would've liked to say that the sadness and desperation made it hard for her to even think about enjoying something like sex without feeling guilty.

But her girlfriend, the most thoughtful sinner she'd ever got the chance to meet who also happened to be by far the most attractive, was offering her to fuck while wearing a robe.

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Have I ever written anything on Hazbin Hotel?

Nope.

Is this gonna stop me?

Absolutely no :)

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OPENED!

Request are now open! Feel free to ask for anything! The only things I will NOT BE DOING.

R@P3

INC3ST

P3DOPHILL@

AND OTHER INSANELY WEIRD FANTASIES ETC ETC

And I will also be doing any types of reader! Not just F! Readers.

I felt pretty bad for other readers who aren’t Female so they barely get anything.. so I will try my best to be accurate when it comes to my fanfics, one shots etc!!

That probably concludes all of it!! Tysm for listening, bye!

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Not canon by any means, but I ran into a short fanfic/drabble/ramble thingy on AO3 headcanoning Charlie as asexual ('cept biromantic, obviously) and as an ace lesbean tbh I really like this idea and may adopt it