#charlie's angels reference

[ssaanaaloves]

Good Morning, Angels.

[uselessalexis165]

some more little details that i’m gathering

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Husk: This is my boyfriend Angel, he's so smart and handsome and I'm so proud of him

Vaggie: This is my beautiful girlfriend Charlie, she's my angel and I love her so much

Alastor: this is Niffty she has rabies

[sunlit-mess]

The red tablets liked to melt, right? - Trulululu!

[helluvapoison]

imagine you, a non-pickle-eater, asked everyone in the hotel how they feel about the pickle theory

˚✧₊⁎ Hazbin Hotel Members ⁎⁺˳✧༚

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˚✧₊⁎ Charlie ⁎⁺˳✧༚

“Don’t be silly, that’s not a thing!”

“What if it is?” You poorly counter.

“…Shit.”

• She’s 1000% humoring you, she doesn’t really believe the theory! Hoooowever, she’s not taking chances. She doesn’t dislike pickles so, if you do, she’ll eat them to balance everything out! Happy ending!

˚✧₊⁎ Vaggie ⁎⁺˳✧༚

“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve heard in a really long time.” She says with a stoic expression and smidge of adoration.

“Or is it so smart it’s making you dumb?” You raised your brows up and down.

“It’s dumb.”

• You’re lucky she likes pickles. And that you have a semi-cute pouty face. Vaggie will deny, deny, deny that she does this for you if you tell anyone!

˚✧₊⁎ Angel ⁎⁺˳✧༚

“Am I supposed t’eat the pickle or what?”

You’ve been explaining the theory for 7 minutes but he keeps interrupting with innuendos.

“Y’know what? I don’t care anymore, jus’ put it on my plate.”

• Oh yeah, he understood the first time. Angel thinks it’s fucking stupid… but it’s kinda sweet that you like him enough to want to make it work

˚✧₊⁎ Husk ⁎⁺˳✧༚

You approached the bar with a pickle and a smile, the start of a terrible joke, but don’t get a word in before Husk grabs it.

“I needed that.”

“So did I.”

He drops the whole thing into a rouge colored drink.

“That looks disgusting.”

“Don’t knock it yet,” He looks at you expectantly.

You narrow your eyes at him suspiciously before closing your fingers around the glass. It didn’t taste half as bad as you thought it would! You’re so distracted by the drink that you forgot to ask Husk about the theory.

• He’s so relieved his plan worked. Husk has an unadulterated hatred for pickles (too close to cucumbers, which are fucking worse) but he didn’t want you to leave disappointed

˚✧₊⁎ Alastor ⁎⁺˳✧༚

“Let’s spin the question, shall we? What if I didn’t like this odd fruit—“

“Fruit?” You whispered to yourself. He ignored you.

“—would you eat it in a desperate attempt to keep the theory alive?”

Eyeing the pickle with a hint of disgust, you nodded.

Alastor’s voice blurs with static, “Have at it then.”

• You’re surprised he doesn’t let you go through with it. It only gets an inch away from your mouth before Alastor takes it away. He snaps the pickle in half with his sharp teeth and grins at you peculiarly. You’re not sure what to make of the interaction… but smile back and move along

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Band AU: Hazbin Hotel

Because there's always a band AU.

-666 News Broadcast Theme Plays through the dive bar cafe from the small, flickering TV in the corner-

Katie Killjoy: Breaking News in the Pop industry today! Our sunshine and rainbows, Mandy Moore wannabe, and Princess of Hell, Charlotte Morningstar, has come out with a new music video to help promote a brand new album that appears to have been conjured up seemingly overnight.

Angel: Hey, Vagina! (Elbows Vaggie) Ain't that your girl crush from the open band night down at Husk's Casino two months ago?

Vaggie: (chokes on her coffee) What?! Turn it up, Jackass!

Angel: (steals the remote from across the bartop and turns up the TV)

Tom Trench: And, boy howdy, this makeover is on par with most Disney child stars diving off the deep end!

Katie Killjoy: (spears a pen through Tom's hand) No one gives a shit Tom.

Tom Trench: MY HAND!!!

Katie Killjoy: Spectators and fans of our usually diabetically sweet princess feel that this sudden shift is caused by her breakup with Seviathan Von Eldritch just last month, ending the royal arranged engagement, after he mentioned how she refused to "put out" before marriage in an interview with Hell's High Class Weekly.

Vaggie: (bristles) The douchebag....

Katie Killjoy: Let's watch as our lovely princess makes her breakdown public.

-Screen shifts to Charlie holding a mic in one hand while picking a guitar in another, wearing 2000's Avril Lavigne glam rock attire (hot pink, baggy cargo pants, black leather studded belt, rainbow converse, black leather wrist bands, grey tank top with two black goats faced just the right way so their curved horns make a heart and tied together with a rainbow knot, and a black and red stripped tie) Razzle and Dazzle are playing drums and bass-

Charlie: Don't you know that IIIIIIIII- (flips off the camera and sticks out her tongue while mouthing "Fuck you, Seviathan" as the song reaches its climax) I don't give a daaaaaaaamn about you!!! I won't give it up, not for you!!! I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy. A guy who thinks he's all that!

Vaggie: Whoa! (Big smiles like when Adam got stabbed) Get it, Charlie!

Katie Killjoy: (as the screen returns to normal) Other songs on the album include "Behind These Crimson Eyes", "The Dick Who Blocked His Own Shot", "Smack a Bitch", "Since U Been Gone", and the gay community's rabid favorite "Dear Vaggie"-

Angel: (sucking down his third popsicle for breakfast) What now?

Vaggie: WHAT?!?!?!?!

Katie Killjoy: -The obviously plagiarized parody of "Cool for the Summer" by Demi Lovato has unsubtle lesbian and bisexual overtones that specifically mentions Vaggie "the Steel Vagina". The lead singer and guitarist of the Power/Grunge Metal band, Fallen Angels

Angel: (wheezes as he laughs breathlessly and falls off his stool)

Vaggie: (steaming) Angel!!! ¡Eres un chupapollas, hijo de puta! Why would you tell the news that was my name?!

Angel: (ugly walrus gasps and giggles) Because it's better than I ever dreamed!!!!

Katie Killjoy: Fans of both artists are absolutely frothing at the mouth to see what Vaggie's response will be.

Tom Trench: Frothing at the mouth and other orifices, if you catch my drift. (Gets a pen slammed into his balls) GaaAhaHaaaaHaha!

Katie Killjoy: More on this story tonight at eleven.

Vaggie:

Angel: Soooooo~ Whatcha wanna doooooo~?

Vaggie: We're going to Tune Town, getting a copy of that album-

Angel: Ooooooooh-hohohoooooh~ I can visit dat nice glory hole they got there.

Vaggie: -THEN!!! We are going back to the apartment and making a response single.

Angel: Do you know what you even want to put in it?

Vaggie: (slipping on her jacket) I'll figure it out after listening to the album!

[hells-greatest-performers]

Wait, guys, what about Vaggie?

Charlie: Oh wait! We forgot Vaggie!

Angel Dust: Oh yeah…

Charlie: VAGGIE!

Vaggie:

Everyone: *jumps a bit from reaction*

Vaggie: …did you guys hear my ribs crack?

[spagzisawesome]

Presenting-Adam ✨️🔥

[selfindulgentraptor]

Foaming at the mouth over the glimpses of character rotation sheets in some of the recent Hazbin tiktok promotional videos

[bloodmoon24]

Valentino: *being dragged to a fighting arena by Husk* Let me go! I mean it, Husk! I have rights! You cannot legally drag me against my will, or I will drag YOU into the courthouse! I will-!

Husk: *lets him go as he went into the cage* Alright! I let go! *crossed his arms* Niffty, lights

Niffty: *turns on the lights* *from the distance* Lights!

Valentino: *crossed his arms as he chuckles* Ok, Husk. I’m not scared of you

Husk: *smirks as he leaves the cage* That’s cool *goes out and closed the cage door and locks it*

A light shined on Charlie at a corner of the cage

Charlie: Hello, Valentino

Valentino: I’m not scared of you either

Charlie crossed her arms as another light was shined at another part of the cage. Val looked and the other side of him as his eyes widen

HH Fandom: ‘Sup, Val?

Valentino: …Ok, you? I’m scared of

Charlie: Just admit it

Valentino: Admit what?

HH Fandom: That you sexually and physically abusing Angel Dust

Charlie: And kept overworking him

Valentino: *fake gasped* I did no such thing!

HH Fandom took a step forward

Valentino: !! Ok! I abuse Angel Dust! So?

Another light shined behind him

Asmodeus: *straightening his vest with a death glare* Hi, Valentino

Valentino: O_OU…Oh, dear…

Charlie, HH Fandom, and Ozzie starts to crowd around him as he starts to get nervous

Valentino: U-Uh! Oh-Ok!

Husk watches with a grin on his face

Valentino: What are you gonna do?? People, these clothes are very expensive-

Outside the building, people can hear Valentino screaming in pain as he gets beat up

[rants-i-guess-idk]

Each of the hotel members represent a sin. Minus Lucifer.

Alastor represents pride. Need i explain it?

Angel Dust is lust. Again, do i need to explain?

Husk is greed. His entire thing is gambling and gambling is a form greed. Greed is also often associated with alcoholism.

Sir Pentious was envy. Envious of overlords and craving for that power recognition for himself as well. He’s almost painfully aware of the fact that he is weak and compensates it for his constant drive to improve his machinery. And he’s envious of Angel’s and Cherri’s close bond.

Vaggie is wrath. She is incredibly vengeful and angry, even if that passion is sourced from a good place. Her indignation stems from the fact that she was kicked out from heaven by being a good person for sparing a child. Her wrath stems from her desire to one up Lute in that sinners can be good people, and her wholehearted trust in Charlie.

Charlie represents sloth. Her goal is to make the lives of pride ring hellborn and sinners easier. Sloth, by the older definition, is the wanting to have everything basically at your fingertips and have no need to expend any effort. This could also be Alastor’s representative sin, but it’s mostly Charlie’s.

Nifty is gluttony. We don’t much about her as of yet so she will have to do for now as gluttony, or over-indulgence as i call it. Her obsession with cleaning could perhaps constitute for her “gluttonous” attribute.

Where am i going with this? Simple, each one will have to commit the opposite virtue of their sin in order to reach redemption.

Like in the example of Sir Pentious. Sir Pentious was redeemed via his act of kindness, for his self-sacrifice. The virtue of kindness is the opposite to the sin of envy.

So for Husk and Angel to ascend, they will need to learn to be charitable and perform chastity in some form. These go hand in hand, much like it seems that the show is leading towards. It is a large hope of mine for them to ascend together.

For Vaggie to return she will need to learn patience. Have patience in herself and others, have patience in the success of the hotel, in Charlie.

Niffty’s temperance will be her ability to let things go. To let a mess be a mess and not a picture perfect clean house. Messes are inevitable and constant, it is impossible for everything to be scrubbed clean of filth. Turmeric stains are proof of that…

Charlie is going to learn that diligence, that constant work, is what’s going to keep not only the hotel afloat but also keep the pride ring from over flowing. She will work her ass off everyday to make it easier, and at times it will seem to never work but it is. Never give up.

Alastor WILL learn about humility. At some point far down the path of this show will he see that being humble and subtle is most times the better option than openly boasting of his strength. Humility can still be “sinful” in that sense, that his quietness about his strength, his humility, will show more than tell.

In the end all of them will have their ascensions, in one way or another. By acting out the capital virtues at the moments of their second deaths.

[milkybunnyo]

Are you ready for the princess of hell!! Be sure to visit her amazing club for some fun times because the roof is never falling down while she is around!!

Angel and charlies child :3

Heights!

Shes 11 feet tall mind you.

[lazylittledragon]

long awaited character height/body chart!

i don’t think i realised how tall angel actually is in comparison

[selineram3421]

Can i get a short fic on Alastor's future s/o confessing to him by singing Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (however the Halestorm cover) at like a Hotel event or something?

Sounds cute! I shall listen to the song while typing.

Serenata

Alastor X Punk Reader Oneshot

~

You were nervous.

Hell, nervous wasn't close to how you felt.

The Hotel was doing a kind of talent show, where anyone could come up and sing. Honestly, it was mostly for Charlie to sing to her hearts content, but Vaggie was hiding it as a way for more demons to try and stay at the hotel.

For some reason, your brain thought it'd be a good idea to sign up and dedicate a song to your long time crush.

Yeah! This will totally be fine and not humiliate you in front of possibly a hundred demons or so.

God, you wanted to wring the neck of your past self. Running a hand down your face, you sigh and shake your head side to side to rid the nerves.

Suck it up! You can't back out now.

Peaking out the curtains, you look out into the audience and find the demon you were looking for. Sitting in the-

The front row!?

Now you started pacing, pulling at the bottom of your shirt. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-", you repeated.

You heard the audience clap and cheer, signaling the end of one performance. Meaning that it'd be your turn after the next.

Shit-

"Hey! You're up after this demon, start getting ready and break a leg!", Charlie says with a smile and gives you a thumbs up before leaving.

Breaking a leg is so much easier.

"Fucking shit-Whatever! Just fake it! Fake it. Pretend that you have confidence for at least five minutes!", you tell yourself, flicking your fingers to physically shake off the nerves. "Fake it!"

Putting up a calm neutral face, you did a singing warm up in the "dressing room."

It was just a room full of costumes but it muffled out noise just fine. Once stepping out, you heard Charlie call your name.

"You're up!", she said happily.

You hoped everything would turn out alright, stepping out onto the stage.

Remember, the worst that could happen is being rejected. Gee, thanks brain.

Now in front of the mic, you realized how much you hated being the center of attention. "Let's get this party fucking started!", you hid your true feelings and solidified your front as the demons cheered, ready for you to start.

The lights turned on, red and white with a few lasers.

~

The music started, only giving you a second.

Want your bad romance

Whistles were heard when singing the first line.

I want your ugly, I want your disease

I want your everything as long as it's free

I want your love (I want your love)

You couldn't look at him, knowing it would just make you freeze up. But you promised yourself, just at a few parts, let it all out.

You know that I need you

I want it bad, a bad romance

Closing your eyes tight for a bit, you tilt your head down and open them, looking straight at him.

I want your love and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

The lights followed the speed of the song, flashing with red.

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh)

I want your love and all your lovers' revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Want your bad romance

You let it out and turned your head away, closing your eyes tight, a little afraid to see his reaction.

The crowd was loving it though, their shouts loud enough for you to hear.

I want your horror

I want your design

'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine

I want your love ( I want your love )

Love love love

I want your love ( I want your love, I want your love )

You decided to move around on stage, standing still wasn't the best when your heart feels like its going to burst.

You know that I want you, and you know that I need you

I want it bad, a bad romance

The white lights began flashing this time.

You took a breath and sang out the next part with the heart like before.

I want your love, and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

( Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh )

I want your love and all your love has revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught it a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Want your bad romance

You were nearing the last bit, and started to build up the courage to look at those red eyes again.

I want your love- I don't wanna be friends!

You looked at him again, finding his eyes wide as he stared back at you from the crowd.

Je veux ton amour

Et je veux ta revanche

Je veux ton amour

I don't wanna be friends ( I don't wanna be friends ) I don't wanna be friends ( I don't wanna be friends )

No I don't wanna be friends!

Want your bad romance ( Want your bad romance ) Want your bad romance!!

Silver confetti appeared out of nowhere, but you guessed it was probably Angel's doing.

You decided to hold your hand out as if telling the crowd to sing along to the next part.

I want your love, and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Surprisingly they did, making the room filled with the pumped up concert energy. It continued till the end, cheering, clapping and whistles sounded out around the area.

You bowed, using the little bit of confidence you had left to not run off the stage. Walking off instead and through the back.

"That was amazing you little shit!", Angel greeted you with a hug. "You didn't tell me you knew how to sing!"

"The confetti was you wasn't it?", you said.

"Actually it was me and Charlie.", the spider demon corrected.

"Who did the lights? That was awesome.", you ask as he lets go.

"Vaggie.", he says with a shrug. "Didn't know they knew that."

You took a few steps back and rubbed your arm, giving a small smile. "I'ma head outside for a bit. Kinda warm."

"Yeah, ok. See you later!", Angel waves as you leave.

Shit shit shit shit shit-

You slammed the door to the roof open and groaned. "God! What was I thinking!? I mean, I did fine! The crowd cheering was the result of that-", you began to spill out your thoughts while walking in a circle.

The wind was cold and loud, but it was better than being in a stuffy room with sweaty demons. It was loud enough for you to not hear the roof door opening.

As you turned to do another round of circles, you bumped into someone's chest. "Oof-!"

"Careful darling.", hands were placed on your upper arms. "Wouldn't want you walking off the edge.", a familiar static-y voice says.

Oh fuck, abort-!

You look up to find the demon that holds your affections, Alastor.

"Hey..", you smile and do a small wave while you're screaming in your head.

"You did wonderfully! I didn't know you could sing, it was quite the surprise! I thoroughly enjoyed your performance.", he says, now holding your hands.

"Oh, thanks. I-I never really sing around others, not my favorite thing.", you say shyly with a shrug and look to the side.

"Oh? I wonder what gave you the courage to do so tonight.", he looks at you with a grin.

You feel your face heat up and let out a sigh.

Now or never.

"Um, Alastor?", you turn to look at him again.

The red dressed demon hums and tilts his head.

"The song I sang tonight.. It.. It was for you.", you quickly look down at the ground. "I've had feelings for you for the longest time and I sang just for you tonight! You were the only one I was singing for!", you closed your eyes tight, waiting for his response.

Oh god, I'm gonna die from this damn heart!

"Look at me.", he says softly, with his hands now holding your face and tilting your head up.

You open your eyes slowly, looking up at him. Heart racing, faster than when you were on stage.

He smiles, a really nice wide but soft smile.

Fuck, I wanna kiss him-Shut up brain!

"Je veux ton amour, et je veux ta revache, je veux ton amour~", he sings, leaning in.

You blush and feel your heart skip, eyes wide.

"I'd like to have a "bad romance", as you've sung earlier.", Alastor says, looking into your eyes. "May I kiss you?"

Hell yeah.

You nod, not trusting your voice.

His smile widens and he put his lips to yours, tilting his head to the side as he does so.

Holy fuck, it's happening. Everybody stay calm! What's the procedure? Stay fucking calm!

Your fingers twitch and you move your hands to place them over his, beginning to kiss back. He holds you closer, putting an arm around you and keeps one on your cheek. You adjust youself to get comfortable in his hold.

This was the best night you've ever had in Hell.

~

This song cover was great to listen to. Gave me punk rock vibes.

~Seline, the person.

ML for Alastor🎙

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Hazband 2: Band AU

Buckle Up, Buttercups. This is gonna be looooooooooong.

-"Insider Bands" playing on VH666 streaming services on a computer monitor / TV screen sitting on the desk against the far wall-

Charlie: (laying on her belly on her bed and chewing her nails like a cartoon goat chews through a field of grass as she watches the TV)

Riff Rascal: Alright, dudes, dudettes, non-duders, and rock-aholics! That was Simple Plain's newest single "Why Are We Kids?!". Coming up next, our guy, our big shredder, our big bad-

????: Dammit, Riff!!!! Just get on with it!!!

Riff Rascal: Yo, sorry, boss lady! Coming up next, we have our expert in all things metal and shredding, Axel Steelgrave, conducting a super secret, super exclusive interview with one of Hell's latest and greatest! Stay tuned!

Charlie: (whines and plasters her face into the comforter) Fuck! I really messed up! I shouldn't have released that album, guys! What if Vaggie doesn't like girls outside of the metal scene?! Then I'm just the creepy, stalker, pop diva who messages her on Sinstagram every once and a while! And likes all of her posts! And comments on each picture! And-

Razzle: (trying to finish polishing Charlie's hooves after a full pedicure and hoof care) Baap?

Charlie: So? It was only ever mentioned once in a tabloid that she was once in a poly ship with a man and woman before. Nothing set in stone. Who listens to tabloids anyway? She said she was a lesbian in her last interview with Angel Metal Monthly.

Dazzle: (brings up a wide array of nail polishes) BaaaAaaAp?

Charlie: Yes! She messages me back almost immediately after every message I send her, but that doesn't mean the's interested in me. She hasn't been online in a week! (rolls over and flops onto her back, covering her eyes with her arm) Not since Katie Killjoy did that whole news segment on my new single music video and album.

Dazzle: (painting Charlie's hooves in a deep red hue called "Wicked Sinister") Baaaaaaap. BaaaAAaaap. Baap. (clicks his hoof in a way that's supposed to look like a sassy finger snap and blows heated air over the paint)

Razzle: Baap! (scowls) Baaap. Baaa. Baap!

Charlie: Thanks, Razzle. No, Dazzle. I really don't think this is some kind of rebound. I really started liking her during the Battle of the Bands gig over at the Jackpot Hotel and Casino. She was the first person who didn't openly laugh at me being there even though I was the only pop singer there.

-VH666 blares back with a heavy metal guitar riff-

Axel Steelgrave: Hey, good evening, everyone. How's it going? Tonight, we have a very special guest. (camera pans out to show Vaggie sitting next to Axel in an interview chair) Lead singer, guitarist, and rocking girl, Vaggie the Steel Vagina from Fallen Angels.

Charlie: WHAT?!?!?!?!?! (crocodile death rolls around in her excitement and falls out of bed, completely wrapped in a burrito, and worm crawls over to the TV) RAZZLE!!! DAZZLE!!! TURN IT UP!!!

Razzle: (salutes) Baap! (grabs the remote and turns up the volume)

Dazzle: (sad bleats as he looks at the mess of nail polish everywhere) baaaaaap.....

Vaggie: (trying not to snarl at the name) It's just Vaggie, Axel.

Axel Steelgrave: Oh, sure. Sure. Well, thank you so much for taking the time to come and see us. Not gonna lie. We were shocked to hear that you were coming out with a new single so quickly.

Charlie: (plasters her face to the screen) New Single?!?!?!?!?!

Vaggie: (blushes slightly) Well, I figured after hearing the Princess's new album and call-out, I should work on a reply.

Angel: (from behind the camera man) You wouldn't have had ta write and record a whole new song and music video if you just sent 'er a video of you jacking it all week! I've never heard dat vibrator work so hard in its life! I swear I smelled smoke last night!

Charlie: (squeals, gasps, and shrieks all at once and falls backwards)

Vaggie: (jumps up from her seat) Angel! What the Fuck?!

Axel Steelgrave: Well, well, well, I guess that answers my next question. I take it this new single is going to be good news for the Princess?

Vaggie: (still steaming as she sits back down and tries to compose herself) I know you have the video on hand. Why not play it and let the fans see for themselves?

Axel Steelgrave: I couldn't have said it better myself. (to the camera) With that being said, let's take a look at a sneak peek of Fallen Angel's new single: "Dear, Charlie - For Somewhere Better".

-Video cuts to some random point in the music video where Vaggie is standing in black leather skirt that has the leather ripped into strips in a hoola-skirt style, black halter tank top, thigh high leather heeled boots, and black fingerless gloves, holding and shredding a guitar. Angel is a pink, fabulous gay disaster on drums while one set of hands works a keyboard.-

Vaggie: (singing) We'll ignite. Still dreaming wide awake. On the hunt for "Somewhen brighter". Pull me close now, and I'll dream until my dying day. Till we create a new "Somewhere better". The promise of a life. Like a thousand suns inside my broken heart. I can see through your eyes. And embrace the flame that guides me through the night.

-Video Cuts back to the interview-

Axel Steelgrave: (freaking out excitedly) Wow! That's quite the statement! Good on you, Steel Vagina!

Vaggie: Vaggie.

Axel Steelgrave: Before we end this exclusive, is there anything you want to say to the Princess in case she's watching?

Vaggie: (Face falls briefly as her eye widens and a blush colors her face) Oh.... (shakes her head to compose herself, looks into the camera, and makes a telephone gesture) Call me~

Axel Steelgrave: (laughing) Alright! You heard it here first, folks. "Dear, Charlie" will be available on HellTunes tonight at midnight. Thank you all so much for tuning in. And, as always, stay rocking.

Charlie: (finally managing to unravel the blanket and sitting on the floor with a bright red blush) C-Call.... Her.... She wants me to call her... (jumps up and down like a teenager in a bad "not another teen movie" while holding Razzle and Dazzle's hooves) SHE WANTS ME TO CALL HER!!!! (pauses) How?! I don't have her number!

-DING!-

Charlie: (dives for her phone on the floor and opens a new Sinstagram message)

FallenAngelVaggie: Hope you got a chance to watch "Insider Bands" tonight. Talk to you later? Maybe over coffee? XXX-XXX-XXXX

Charlie: (takes a deep breath) SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Vaggie: (leaning against the wall of the VH666 studio, holding her phone against her chest, and taking a long drag of a cigarette)

Angel: Hey! I thought you were quitting! (yoinks the cigarette and plops it between his lips)

Vaggie: Dammit, Angel! I said I'd be done once my case is empty! (digs in her pocket and pulls out an angelic steel cigarette case) It still has four left! I haven't even lit up in nearly six months!

Angel: I know! Proud of you for that. That interview rile you up that much that you gotta wreck six months of hard work?

Vaggie: Ugh! (slams her back into the wall) You think Charlie got the message?

-squeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Angel: (looks up at the sky towards the Morningstar Mansion where it looks like fireworks are going off on one of the balconies) Oh, I think she got it~

[biskysposts]

So……let’s ignore the explanation on how I’ve been gone for two weeks I realised a few things

1- I had final exams

2-I missed drawing

3-I’ve watched hazbin hotel a lot after I finished my exams

Also here’s a drawing of Charlie Morningstar explaining on how she wants to redeem sinners to my ocs jilaiya(the girl with red hair) jack (the boy with dark skin) and asura (the one peking on the side)