#i feel like charlie in the mail room

[thanatoseyes]

Step 1: Hannigram + The Brotherhood

Step 2: ???

Step 3: Profit.

[deadghosy]

THANKS TO @lazyemmy FOR THIS LOVELY IDEA OF THE PENGUIN! READER💗🦆

HAZBIN HOTEL X PENGUIN! READER

prompt: during one extermination an angel had kidnapped you and took you to heaven based off a common mistake

“Quack?” You were literally trying to water the hotel’s flowers when you forgot about extermination….the leader of the exterminators had grabbed you by your sailor outfit Velvette made you.

“Shut your mouth short stuff.” You heard a man’s voice to see a person wearing a horned mask and a golden robe. You panicked as Charlie had told you about a man like this as Adam scoffs seeing your panicked state.

“JEEZ CHILL OUT YOU FUCKIN' BIRD BRAIN!” Adam yells as he enters in the portal of heaven with the exterminators behind him. He plops you down on the clouded floors to see the heavenly gates Charlie tells you in stories

As you waddled you seen a male who seemed to be waiting for you. “Ah! Reader..so glad to have you. It seems as if heaven had made a mistake and sent you to hell.” St. Peter said as he picks you up having the gates open. Your eyes widen at the bright light of heaven as angels walk and smile. “Welcome to your true home [reader]”

The air smelt so clean and not bloody as it seemed so peaceful and holy. After St. Peter getting your room and home ready to stay in heaven. You start to feel a little “home” sick as you hope the hotel crew was doing well and aren’t going crazy.

Which they totally are as Charlie is panicking calling her father.

After a few days , Adam will visit you a lot saying how he got forced to look after you…(he wasn’t forced he just liked how cute and pure you are but he’ll never admit it) Adam makes dumb ass jokes about how all those sinners down there should die and perish as he pats you on your little head. You quacked trying to show some worry for your friends down there.

“Oh them? Hah! They’re probably running like headless chickens looking for your ass.” Adam says with his usual grin as he pops some popcorn in his mouth. “Want some?” He says as he waves a piece of popcorn in your face. you sniffed it and ate it from his hand as adam's eyes widen at your cuteness…

you're like a little baby..💗����😭😭

Adam grabs your chubby cold cheeks as he faces you towards him. “Never leave here. Okay?” He says seriously low with a protective tone as you quack nodding nervously at how quick this dude got attached to you.

Adam pushes your face away from him smirking. “Good now let’s watch this video I saw off of this human app called ‘TikTok’”

Lute didn’t know how to approach you, but she sends you small gifts that reminds her of you as you just open them like “quack?” And a head tilt confused but take it in anyways.

I imagine lute literally being your bodyguard when you don’t have any work to do as she just pushes anyone who gets to close to you away. LIKE IT COULD BE AN OLD LADY AND SHE WOULD BE LIKE “BITCH MOVE!”😭

After the 3rd day of the 1 week of being in heaven, lute definitely got overprotective of you. Always keeping tabs on where you go and which house you deliver mail to. I mean who knows what would happen to a cute soul like you? (A/n: Omg this sounds like a yandere…)

The angels love how adorable you are as they pet you. Immediately you are popular just like how you are popular in hell. Sera has given you a job as a mail boy again as you smile.

I can see St.Peter visit you when he isn’t on duty or just when someone takes his spot so he can say hi and hang out with you.

You wear a cute little yellow and white mail delivery fit thanks to sera who got a designer to get you to fit it perfectly.

You love how you still got your delivery job as you leave a cookie on the front porches of the angels. It’s like your significant signature to others to have a good day.

Adam and lute were arguing one time in front of you and you sniffled not liking the loud noises and immediately, and surprisingly. Adam and Lute pretended everything was okay to make you happy as Adam picked you up and took you away to get your favorite snack for you.

Sera checks on you as well with Emily by her side as Emily just finds you so cute and is excited to get to hang out with you more.

Emily immediately hugs and kisses your head amused by your small and kind soul she sees in you.

Sera would like to take you on stroll on week 2. She’d like to show you around heaven with Emily as she hold you in her arms gushing chow cute you are.

NOW I CAN IMAGINE YOU AND EMILY GOING ON A SHOPPING SPREE TO EXPLORE NEW CLOTHING AESTHETIC ✨💗

You showed yourself to be an angel by spirit as you helped a kid get a new lollipop, which makes sera smile at you being helpful as he is glad to hav with here in heaven and not they “ratchet” place.

You do miss hell as it had your friends who you got use to….you hoped they were still doing okay down there.

MEANWHILE IN HELL: “OMG OMG I CANT BELIEVE THEY GOT KIDNAPPED…IM A BAD FRIENDDD” “HON DONT WORRY, YOUR DAD CAN FIND A WAY TO GET THEM..” “it’s okay fat nuggets, they’ll come back…” *sad oink* and everyone else is having their own panic moment in their own way.

MEANWHILE BACK IN HEAVEN: “quack.” You said looking up at adam who holds your hand. “Huh? Jeeezzz bird brain..stop worrying about those loser down there…they’re fine without you.” Adam says smirking knowing damn well they aren’t .

Emily holds your hand as you waddle quacking at the ice creams around here. They taste so much better as your eyes sparkle at this sweet flavored treat. Emily squeals as her eyes got big and took a pic of your happy face. Sera most definitely got the picture on her heaven phone as her face soften seeing the new angel in heaven enjoying their self.

I imagine Adam is the one to be the one who claims to be the closest to you. But really he just brags about himself to you about how much sinners he kills.

I headcannon for your wings to be little cute fairy looking wings or pure white ones as you just fly.

You definitely have cherubim in heaven which makes the angels find you more adorable as the delivery boy.

You had made an account literally one day, and instantly you got 2 million followers which made you shock as Adam just munches on snacks while you quack panicked at how quick you became famous here.

I headcannon St. Peter to send you cookies with those cute little penguin designs on it. It looks like Christmas cookies but they are so cute and tasty

Say for example you fell and you couldn’t get up as you’re so rounded 😭 LITERALLY ALL YOU CAN DO IS ROLL AND SQEUAK AND QUACK💗 Adam is laughing as he takes a picture and video for himself before helping you up.

I can imagine Adam and Sera having a schedule out to plan who gets it hang out with you on weeks and days 😭

You liked the herbal tea they had as you waddle around with Adam having a kid leash on you as he just looked bored.

At the end of the week, you were sleeping wearing a whole ass cute gown Adam bought you as he literally dropped it on you with a flustered face seeing your cute smile.

As you slept…Lucifer snuck into heaven and snatched you up leaving a “fuck you” letter to Adam. Don’t even question how he got into heaven. Just be glad he took you.

[buckyhad]

Guys my age

Pairing: Sebastian Vettel x reader x Charles Leclerc

Tw: cheating, allegation to smut

Charles Leclerc, an amazing driver, after just one year in formula 1, he got to drive for the red team, his dream, Ferrari. Showing his talent and driving was everything ge wanted to do, at least thats what it looked like to you, his girlfriend.

Always running behind him, cheering for him and doong everything to help when he had his bad moments.

But now that he was in this new spotlight, living his dream, you felt forgotten, like an outsider on your boyfriend's life.

You tried to ignore it, as hard as you could. But it came to an end that day you didn't pass that exam that was so important on your career.

2019, after the qualyfication for the Monza GP, you knew you couldn't say anything, Charles was on pole position, in fucking Italy, Ferrari's home.

While he was out celebrating with the team, you stayed behind on the garage, sulking on some random corner, wiping your tears after checking your e-mail.

"Fuck" you mumled as you saw the german driver watching you with raised eyebrows while making his way towards you.

"Why is it with all the tears?" He asked.

"Just failed an exam, nothing big" you tried to shrugg it off.

"It is big, its making you upset" Sebastian said while reaching to put a comfortable hand on your shoulder.

"I know, I just dont want to ruin Charlie's day, he's so happy"

"He can be happy while being herr for you, that's not an excuse"

That was the first interaction of the weekend, the second one, the night after the race, after Charles won the race.

Hiding away in some table while your boyfriend was drunk and happy, while you were drunk and sad.

"Sad and alone again?" The older guy said.

"Yeah" you sighed.

"That's a shame, Charles should be taking better care of you" he choose to put his hand on your tight this time, giving a squeeze.

"Yes, he should be doing that" you said parting your legs a little more, revealing your panties to him.

"Come with me, I can take really good care of you".

"Okay".

Swimming through the crowd reaching for your boyfriend, feeling kinda off for what you were going to do, but you got your needs too.

"Charlie? Im going to the hotel" you said.

"Okay, see you there" he said trying to kiss you but failing in his drunken state.

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The ride back to the hotel was quiet, weird and quiet.

Till you reached the german's room.

His kisses were hot and wet, making your braing fuzzy and warm.

"Fuck Seb" you whimpered between kisses.

"I'm going to take such good care of you, you would never want to come back to his side, going to ruin you for him" Vettel said.

"Do it, please, please Seb"

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"Charles" Sebastian called his teammate.

"Seb" he said giving him a greeting hug "I didn't see you last night".

"I was taking care of something" he chuckled, making the monegaaque raised his eyebrows "talking of that, you should take better care of your girl, mate. I always see her alone" he patted Charles' shoulder before resuming his path, leaving a confused Leclerc, thinking again about that hickey on your neck.

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CS55/OP81 LH44/GR63

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A/N: this is short, rushed and not proof-readed so probably bad af but I just NEEDED to get this out of my head. Would yall like a second part?

[mygoldtears]

Hazbin Hotel x Gloria like reader from Modern family

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*Lilith and Lucifer leave their room and try to find Charlie only to see y/n their waiting are the bottom of the stairs*

Lucifer: y/n wh-what are you doing here?

Lilith: and where’s Charlotte?

Y/n: she just left…she told me that you where very upset

Lucifer: oh.. god

Y/n: and you have very right to be….it was Bad..

*lucifer grabs lillith hand for comfort while flustered by this*

Y/n: lillith it was an accident *try to console her*

Lillith: but that doesn’t make it better

Y/n: ok your right, but I know how you feel…

*lucifer covers his face with the hat. By this conversation.*

Y/n: it happened to me before with another women.

*both slowly look each other at with wonder where this conversation was going*

Y/n: and that time I was the one getting it.

*lucifer covers his mouth imaging what y/n just said and turning red in the face, lillith was surprised but also interesting by this*

Y/n: and it hurt..

Lucifer: Wow..

Y/n: I’m sorry that it had to come out like this, but you admit your only happy when you are the one creaking the whip.

Lillith: *in a whisper* what..?

Y/n: come on we all know how you ride Lucifer

*trying to get closer to them trying to make them feel better but her words mean something else to them*

Y/n: maybe you just let go a little and maybe even test my cupcakes…

*she made cupcakes and pointed to her self with both hands not realizing she pointed to her chest when she said cupcakes*

Lucifer & Lilith: 🫣😧

Y/n: I will join you

*lucifer and Lilith slightly turned on by this out come, but Lilith snap out of it*

Lillith : u-uh n-No n-auh I’m so confused right now

Lucifer: I may pass out…*mumbles a bit slowly away a bit*

Lillith: what are you talking about?

Y/n: *now confused* what are you talking about?

Lillith: Charlotte walked in on me and Lucifer…in bed…

*y/n slowly realizing what they what talking about and not the other thing*

Lillith: and we spent the last hour hold up the our room figuring out what to say to her

Y/n: *nodding her head and smiling sheepishly* y-yeah that’s what I was talking about..*lies* can I check your computer I need to check my email.

Lucifer: yeah it’s in the office

Alastor: *pops out of no where* darling I moved our meeting with Rosie next week. Did you three get everything straightened out?

Y/n: Lilith and lucifer are upset because Charlie walked in on them having sex.

Lucifer: *mumbling under his breath* well where up to speed..

Alastor: *disturbed and amused by this* oh my…

*Lillith & Lucifer slightly embarrassed by this out come wishing they fell from heaven a second time*

Y/n: Lilith is so upset that she never had time to apply her makeup or check her email. *she leave to get the mail, not seeing Lilith giving her a look about what she said about her appearance*

Lillith: what are you even doing here both of you?

*her attention is now on alastor who was not trying to find a way to overthrow them*

Alastor: that is none of your concern and you shouldn’t be the one questioning me you majesty

Lucifer: don’t get mad at her your wife is the one who just offered up her cupcakes.

Lillith: *facepalms*

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Part2

[socgf]

the outsiders bts tea from rob lowe's book: part 1 (casting)

okay i am reading rob lowe's autobiography and taking notes on anything the outsiders related! this first part is some personal background as well as the casting for the outsiders.

i know some of this is already common knowledge about their audition process but i thought rob had some interesting insights/ways of describing it so thought i would share. 😁 also i am recording every word he says about matt dillon because that's my man

ch 1-8: early life and acting idrc

at 15 rob gets a role in a tv sitcom, "a new kind of family” - this is when he first starts being seen as a teen idol, he's only 15 and getting fan mail from men in jail asking to see him shirtless :( and girls chase him around and basically jump him, they steal his shoelaces (?) he writes a lot about how he hates this ear piercing scream of teenage girls

he moves to santa monica and becomes friends with the LA actors crowd, mostly through his high school - he’s friends with the sheens and penns, robert downey jr, emilio estevez

charlie sheen is a freak and sometimes wears a bulletproof vest to school and is a huge conspiracy theorist but we knew he was a weirdo

but the tv show flops and he has trouble landing acting gigs for a while, he feels like a has been at 17, thinks of doing something else with his life, is ready to go into usc

in december 1982, he’s told he can audition for the outsiders - it’s basically his last chance

ch 9: the audition process part 1

LA auditions: tom cruise, emilio estevez, tommy howell

every male actor in hollywood between ages of 15 and 30 were being asked to audition

coppola didnt even know the outsiders existed until one middle school liked the book so much that they petitioned it to be made into a movie and he was like okay

rob says s.e. wrote the outsiders set in the 50s? maybe a writing mistake but i think that’s so funny if he actually thought it was in the 50s this whole time

rob sees emilio at the soundstage for the audition among 25 other actors, the audition is nothing like he's seen before, emilio is wearing a ‘ridiculous looking pompadour’ and rob asks him wtf is going on, emilio is like “hey what can i say it’s francis” - his dad genuinely almost died of a heart attack working for coppola on apocalypse now

side note the filming process of apocalypse now is absolutely INSANE - sickness everywhere, a tapeworm coming out of martin’s driver’s mouth at one point, playboy bunnies were just written into the film etc

everyone is leaving the auditions miserable except for this one guy who comes out all happy, telling rob and emilio that francis sent all the actors away except for him - rob describes him as friendly and funny but having a robotic, bloodless, focused intensity (tom cruise btw)

francis keeps switching everyone’s parts and having them read each others parts in front of the other actors

tom reads for sodapop randy darry and dally!

rob reads for sodapop and randy

emilio reads for sodapop and darry

the auditions have this insane setup of a table with a small light and 4 chairs in the middle of a dark room, everyone who’s not in the scene is circling around watching- he describes it like a boxing match

he says tom looks like he wants to bash his brains in and steal his role from him

1st lineup: dennis quaid as darryl, scot bayo as sodapop, tommy howell as ponyboy

tommy is so lowkey he doesn’t seem like he’s trying, but also seems very real and authentic, he looks like a baby

tommy is stonefaced and cool the entire time he’s watching others, they can’t believe he’s only 15

mickey rourke comes in and rob says he looks dirty and homeless lol francis worships him

2nd lineup: rob and tommy play their respective roles with john laughlin as darry

robs entire career lowkey rests on the soda crying monologue, he’s only able to cry because he sees tommy’s eyes water for him (aw)

francis gets mad at some of the actors for pronouncing soc as sock LOLLLL

the role of sodapop is most coveted after ponyboy, it’s supposed to be huge, romantic, with the big breakdown scene at the end - he will bring this back later i assume with how he was upset about it being cut

NYC auditions: matt dillon, ralph macchio

they fly to new york for the next round of auditions

on the flight together rob tommy emilio and tom are ‘working a cute stewardess for alcohol’ lol and become friends - this is like the LA squad

the new york actors make up the other group which is kinda fighting for roles against this LA group, they’re tough, intense, serious

the actors stay at the plaza hotel and they’re told they need to share rooms

as soon as tom hears this he calls his agent and rob literally does an impression of him “uh paul? they’re making us share 😠” he is certain this is not right and wants this fixed asap, he’s already a diva

the boys go out to times square and get super drunk

next morning is what rob calls the east coast vs. west coast acting brawl (screentest time)

rob’s impressions of the other actors below:

matt dillon

matt is already a huge teen idol, he’s pretty intimidated by him

he’s reading the part of dallas - “and by reading i mean reading, he’s holding the entire script with his eyes locked on the text” - idk what he means by this i thought this is what they’re supposed to do.. whatever

after a while he puts it down and is paraphrasing completely, adlibbing, making up dialogue while the other actors try to keep up with him

he can’t tell if francis told him to freestyle it or not - if so, he’s got the part locked in and if he didn’t, then matt dillon has “dangling, clanking, scary big elephant balls”

ralph macchio

he recognizes ralph because they were competing for a part in ‘eight is enough’

describes him as a tiny kid, bro is 21

he says it’s clear he’s the front runner for johnny

ralph says him and matt have only been reading for their respective parts and have been doing so for days (together btw) (it’s clear the dally-johnny dynamic is very important to francis)

this is very interesting to me!!! how everyone else was so in between parts and matt and ralph were just. locked in from the start. and paired.

tom comes in and is asked to do sodapop, he is nailing the breakdown and rob’s like ‘i’m done that’s it’ - he is a force to be reckoned with

then tom stops in the middle of the scene!! and says “this just isn’t working for me i’m sorry”, francis lets him try again but it doesn’t hit so that’s how he loses the role basically

rob does the scene and crushes it

that’s all for chapter 9, no one is casted yet. the only greaser not mentioned at auditions at this point is patrick, i assume he will get to that + diane lane + others in the next part though, and it’ll also cover the dynamic between the cast once they already get the roles

pt 2 coming soon hopefully some more juicy stuff 😋

[mgc02]

This may seem odd. I'm pretty sure they make realistic packers with devices that can cause elections. (And if not, Vox would probably create one to make money. )

Can I request ftm reader getting one with skin safe glue so he can pleasure Angel Dust? Kind of a sequel to the first smut you wrote. (Obviously Y/N would have to wax down there because glue on body hair HURTS)

Yeah at first I wasn't planning on doing smut requests but it was mostly due to the fact that I'm aroace so it's a little like writing in a foreign language to me but I think I will change it since I'm starting to enjoy the challenge of it and my smut did pretty well.

The Package

Angel Dust x FTM Reader

Cw: smut, boner in public, anal, oral

You were ecstatic when you it came in the mail. You had been wanting to spice things up between you and Angel for a while now. Not that things were getting boring but him being a literal porn star meant that he had more experience than you and he was usually the one with all the surprises. Now it was your turn to surprise him. You opened it up and you were so excited to see the pack and play packer from Voxtech. You were glad you were able to convince Alastor to let them deliver here.

You went into your room and into the bathroom. You read the instructions and with a wax down there, a couple of youtube videos and a special adhesive you're new packer was looking pretty good. Just seeing it gave you a boost of euphoria. You bended it to your liking and put on your pants. You had a pretty convincing looking boner and you went to see Angel. But before you could you were stopped by Charlie. "Hey, if you're looking for Angel he's downstairs for a our lesson." She didn't seem to notice the bulge in your pants and the fact that you were beat red and before you could answer Alastor poofed into existence. "Now what seems to be the issue?" Now... Alastor being the facility manager you had to clear up the delivery with him and to your embarrassment he insisted on knowing what you were ordering. So you tried to be subtle in your attempt to get his help.

"Well, you know how I ordered that... package? Well I just received it and so now 'ahem' is not a good time for me to be engaging in a lesson." Alastor was oblivious at first but saw your face was a deep scarlett before his eyes drifted down and your hopes of his help were probably a bit naive. His smile widened as he look back at you. "Now, now. Everyone downstairs is waiting. Why don't we head down together. You have an obligation towards this hotel and I'm sure Angel will be VERY happy to see you." What an asshole.

You made it downstairs and sat promptly next to Angel. You tried your best to listen to the lesson before your boyfriend started up a conversation. "Hey, babe what took you so long?" He asked. You smiled at him "just working on something" you continued to listen but unbeknownst to you Angel just then happened to notice what was going on between your legs and you guys were starting to match. You felt his hand on your thigh and you looked up to see him giving you a lustful look. Angel removed his hand and you missed it immediately. He turned to Charlie and raised his hand feigning a look of unease. "Char-charlie I'm not feeling so good." Charlie stopped. "Is everything alright." She asked "I think I might be sick. Can y/n take me to my room?" Charlie fell for it easily. "Of course. Y/n could you please help Angel to his room. Take all the time you need" Angel was glad to hear that. And so were you.

You pretended to help Angel to the elevator. He leaned against you heavily which perfectly hid one of his lower arms grabbing at your crotch. You blushed redder than the walls of the hotel and as soon as the elevator doors were closed Angel's lips met yours. He began grinding into your bulge and the friction set your lower half on fire. You grinded into him back. Running your hands up his body while he did the same to you. You both abruptly fell on each other when the doors opened again. You made your way through the hallway and Angel fiddled with his keys impatiently and unlocked the door.

Once you were in you swiftly closed the door behind you and pushed him down onto the bed. "Pretty ballsy having a boner in the middle of Charlie's lesson." Angel grinned. You laughed nervously "Uh huh, I totally did that on purpose" you began to unzip your pants and pull them down. "So, you went through all this trouble to surprise me?" He sounded flattered but also in a teasing sort of way. You removed your boxers and his eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "So big. I can't wait to feel every inch inside me" he started undressing as well.

You closed the distance between the two of you and kissed his lips while he took off his clothes. You were about to climb on top of him but he stopped you. "Let me suck on it" he insisted. You nodded and straddled him. He leaned down and kissed the tip before slowly taking it all in. Though you couldn't feel anything the sight sent shivers down your spine and turned you on like crazy. He sucked on it and to your surprise started to rub Circles into your clit. You ran your hands up and down his body out of instinct and clenched at the feeling. He stopped eventually and you pulled out some lube and applied it just to be safe.

Once that was done he laid down and you climbed on top of him. He spread out his legs and you aligned the tip of it with his hole before slowly working your way in. Further and further each time you pulled out a bit and then bucked your hips sending it back in. Angel's hands were all over you. Two on your body. One around the back of your neck and one exploring your hair. You gasped when one of his hands twisted at your nipples. "You like that?" He asked. You nodded and sunk into a kiss.

Your tongues exploring each other's mouths before you began rutting into him. Thrusting and running your hands up his body. He moaned in pleasure muffled by your lips. You removed your mouth from his to passionately kiss up his neck as you continued to with your steady pace. He moaned again this time loud enough for you to hear his delicious voice. You thrust harder. "Yeah harder!" He whined in pleasure. You snapped your hips back and forth harder and faster. Angel wrapped all four arms around you so you wouldn't stop. You grinded against him you could hear his breath picking up. You bucked into him a few more times before pulling out.

He opened his eyes to look at you and plead with you but what you had in mind you were sure he would love. "I wanna taste you" you spoke. He smiled still breathing heavy "do it baby" you climbed down his body so your face and his length were level. You knew he was still close so you didn't waste time. You took in his cock. You kept taking it in more and more till you almost gagged. You began to bob your head up in down. You felt his lower set of arms grab your head helping push you into a pace. He whimpered and groaned. Bucking his hips and making you gag each time which made you press your thighs together involuntarily. "Yeah! Just like that!" He praised. "So close mmmff."

You felt his cock twitch in your mouth and heard his breath hitch before he cummed. He emptied his load into your mouth and you waited until he was done before looking him in the eye and swallowing.

You were glad you made that purchase you thought. But to your surprise it wasn't over. "Now, it's your turn baby" he grinned before turning you around and pushing you onto the bed. "After all that you did to make me feel good, neither of us are leaving this bed till I return the favor." Well, you thought.... Charlie did say take our time.

[lucius-morningstar]

Magic Happens?

Charlie goes to tell her dad the good news and learns something that might not be so great. While that happens Lucius decides to share a bit of news with the guys and Cherri. ----- Lucius: Alright drinks are on me, everyone. Drugs are optional but I ain't paying for em. Cherri: Fair enough, what are we celebrating Princey. Lucius: Let's just say this is more of a personal victory for me and I want to celebrate with some fuckers I know won't leave me blitzed out at the bar. Angel: Doesn't it usually take you guys a lot to get drunk. Lucius: My dad yes, mom she can hold her own, Charlie's a light weight and I've got a tolerance but it's hard to stop once I've started. Husk: So you've got a problem. Lucius: Hey Alky, don't judge you're as bad as me. Husk: I'd say worse if you didn't have a little bit of angelic blood to hedge your bets. Lucius: Fair. Angel: So why are you celebrating. Lucius: Been spending some much needed time with Clara and Carmilla didn't actually threaten to maim me this time. Still threatened me with a gun though so small victories. Cherri: That's a victory for you boy that's sad. Lucius: If you knew how often that woman threatened me you'd see it as a victory too. Angel: So Luci boy is settling down finally. Lucius: Do not call me Luci. Anyway, Charlie also suggested that I take you guys out to celebrate not only your hard work and how far you've all come but- Angel: Let me guess for how far her and Vaggie came- Lucius: Gross, don't make those jokes with me. Anyway I figured since we're celebrating, I'd bring you guys a treat. Husk: Oh yea and what's that? Lucius: I stopped by the Gluttony district and got my hands on some of bees good shit. Alcohol not drugs, Charlie told me that I was not to give you guys any drugs but never mentioned I couldn't encourage the alcohol and Bee's stuff hits you hard, it gives most hellborn a buzz so it should hit you sinners like a truck. So we'll do shots. Angel: Ooh nice, kinda got that golden angel blood ichor doesn't it. Lucius: I feel like it's intentional I nicknamed it heavenly honey though. Husky: Oddly accurate, this shit is sweet too. Lucius: She enjoys the sugar honestly, if you all end up wanting to go off and fuck around thats fine just make sure you're back at the hotel by morning or early afternoon. Deal? Husk, Angel & Cherri: Deal! * Lucius: Ugh.. Good fuckin hell.. Clara: Well it was indeed a good fuck in hell. Not that I can remember much. Lucius: Geez fuck- Wh-When did I get here. Clara: You snuck in last night smart one. Just be thankful my mom didn't hear. She would not have been amused by this. Lucius: Right right.. Eh she'll get over it. Did I bring that stuff here too? Clara: Yea and you insisted I'd try it. I'd be mad if it wasn't so good. Lucius: Bee makes good booze. Ugh, what time is it. Clara: A bit later then I'd like. So my mom might know you we're here. She's usually banging on my door if I'm not up past eleven. So it's almost one. Lucius: Shit.. I told Charlie I'd be back at the hotel before lunch. Clara: You mentioned that, then put your phone on do not disturb which shocked the fuck out of me. Lucius: Well I did more then shock the fuck out of you clearly. Clara: *Snorts* Yeah, you better get going though before my mom comes in here with her gun. Lucius: Yep, see you tomorrow though, right? Clara: You will. See ya Lucius. Lucius: Bye Gorgeous. *Quickly portals out of the room.* Clara: Ugh.. Mama is going to kill me, but it was worth it. * Lucius: Hey Charlie, sorry I seen you left me a lot of voice mails, not like yo-.. Woah what's with the face. Charlie: I uh-.. Found out something from dad and well I have to tell everyone together we we're just waiting on you. Lucius: Is it bad? Charlie: Well it's not good. Lucius: The baby okay? Charlie: Yeah but that's not about my baby exactly. Lucius: What do you mean? Charlie: Well...

[jacksdinonuggets]

Ooh I got an idea! Sera comes to the hotel after everything went down to see how it's doing but when charlie and vaggie heard she was coming they got really stressed. Vaggie ended up regressing and Charlie called Camilla but she's running late so she's trying to show sera around and take care of Vaggie but she ends up slipping too. When carmilla finally arrives she sees Sera playing with a regressed Charlie and Vaggie.

Sure! it's a bit longer too

Charlie sat in an armchair with a letter in her hands. It was from Sera. she hesitated opening it, scared about what would be inside. She knew she should just rip the bandaid off and open it but it was still scary after everything that went down.

Finally, after a few minutes of staring and contemplating, she opened it and began to read. It was long but to sum it all up, the seraphim, Sera would be coming down to the hotel in 3 hours to check in with how they were doing and talk about the fight. Once she read two more times, she sighed and put her head in her hands. Finally, she got up.

“Alright, everyone! Group meeting!” She yelled on the intercom. Everyone came to the lobby within a few minutes and Charlie got up onto the makeshift stage thing they had.

“Okay, Everyone, in three hours, the seraphim will be coming down here to check in on the hotel and talk about the battle. We need to get this place in order!” Charlie announced. 

Vaggie’s heart dropped. Sera would be coming here? She would have to see again after everything that happened? She allowed Lute to brutally torture her as she fell. What if she’ll bring lute to do that again?!

After everyone scrambled to get the hotel cleaned up and ready, Vaggie was pacing her and Charlie’s bedroom. This whole situation was really stressing her out.

“Vaggie? Why aren’t you helping the others?” Charlie asked, walking into the room.

Vaggie didn’t respond, just kept wearing a hole into the ground. Charlie sighed and stepped into her path and put her hands on her shoulders. The fallen angel looked shocked that Charlie was there, obviously too caught up in her own thoughts.

“Hey, sweetie, are you okay?” She asked.

“N-no,” Vaggie answered, “Sera is coming in 3 hours and I’m really freaking out!” 

Charlie shushed and rubbed her back. She kissed her forehead, trying to calm her baby girl down.

“They’re not going to do anything, okay? They just want to talk,” She told her. 

“You pwomise?” Charlie noticed the lisp in the girl’s voice. Crap, she was little. That wasn’t very good because Charlie was also feeling little. The situation was stressing her out too but she didn’t tell her, knowing it would be more important for Vaggie to regress because she’s mainly involuntary. 

“Yes, baby girl, I promise,” Charlie held out her pinky and Vaggie wrapped her’s around it. 

“How old are you feeling?” 

“Thwee,” she answered. Charlie let out a sigh of relief in her head. Vaggie wasn’t in babyspace. She was luckily feeling older than her usual age range. But Charlie knew she would likely slip more.

So she quickly got Vaggie changed to avoid any accidents and also put her in some cute shortalls and a ponytail.

“Alright sweetie, you wanna play a game?” Charlie asked. She nodded happily

“How about we play the clean up game?” Although Vaggie was a bit disappointed with the game but went along with it. Mainly because Charlie promised her a lollipop and a sticker. However, as it came closer and closer to the time, Charlie realized it wouldn’t be the best idea to have Vaggie around in case heaven wasn’t supportive of littles. So she pulled out her phone and called Carmilla. The phone rang and rang until she put to voice mail. She tried again. And then again. And eventually Carmilla picked up.

“Charlie, if its an emergency, call your father, I’m in a meeting,” She finally picked up the phone.

“I’m sorry, but the seraphim will be coming in a 30 minutes and i need you to watch Vaggie while i talk with her,” Charlie explained. She heard a sigh over the phone.

“I’ll be there in 90 minutes, okay? Can you take care of her until then?” Carmilla asked.

“I’ll try, thank you,” and with that, Charlie hung up. 

Vaggie had regressed further, about 2 years old now. Charlie just hoped that was as far as she would slip, because she did not think she could take care of a baby while talking with the Seraphim.

Eventually, the doorbell rang. Charlie went over to the door with Vaggie by her hip and opened it.

“Princess Charlotte Morningstar, it is nice to see that the hotel and you are doing well,” Sera greeted, “Is your partner okay?”

“Oh, Vaggie? Yeah, she was just pretty stressed out about this meeting and slipped into littlespace, I couldn’t find a babysitter in time. I hope it’s okay that she tags along with us, she has a bit of separation anxiety,” she explained a bit nervously

“It’s fine, when Emily was younger, I had to deal with her in meetings. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’ve taken care of this little one here while she was regressed.” Sera told her, smiling at Vaggie. The girl smiled back, remembering that one time.

“Aw, well, then let's get started. Would you like a tour of the new hotel?” Charlie asked, leading her inside.

“A tour would be great, thank you,” 

As Charlie led her through the hotel, talking about her plans for redemption and how it could really work and her ideas to help them, her arms got very tired of holding Vaggie. She tried to set her down but Vaggie whimpered and stuck her arms up, wanting to be held again. The girl’s little antics really made Charlie want to slip too.

“Sweetie, my arms are tired, you can walk for a little bit,” She told her. Vaggie stomped her foot. Just when Charlie was about to talk again, Vaggie was lifted up. Sera had picked her up and set her chin on her shoulder.

“You don’t have to carry her,” Charlie said.

“It’s fine, princess, It’s been awhile since i’ve held her, it feels kind of nice,” She told her.

“Alright, thank you,” 

Around 30 minutes later, the tour was finished. Charlie was so worried about her impression, that she had involuntarily slipped. She started to suck on her thumb as Sera sat down on the couch and she sat down in an armchair.

“Are you alright, princess?” Sera asked.

“Huh? Y-yeah, of couwse!” 

Sera sighed, “Are you feeling little too?” 

Charlie looked down at her lap and nodded. Sera wasn’t planning on taking care of two little’s today but it wouldn’t do any good if she forced Charlie to be big. Besides, they could reschedule the meeting.

“How about you go grab some you and Vaggie’s toys and you guys can play here,” She offered. Charlie smiled and ran upstairs to grab some of her toys while Sera rocked Vaggie in her arms. She returned with her and Vaggie’s stuffies as well as an extra one too, with a bag of blocks. 

When she offered a stuffy to sera, the angel was a bit taken back. Charlie wanted her to play with them? She wasn’t quite used to it but nonetheless, she joined them.

As they were playing, the door to the hotel burst open and the weapons dealer ran inside. She was about to start apologizing for being late but was a bit in shock when she saw the Seraphim, playing with stuffies with both Charlie and Vaggie.

“Aww,” She let out a coo.

“Who are you?” Sera asked.

“I’m Carmilla Carmine, one of Vaggies caregivers.” she explained.

“Did Charlie call you?” The Seraphim asked.

“Yeah, she did,” 

“Well, then you can help me take care of these two. Can you fill up Charlie’s sippy and Vaggie’s bottle?” She handed the items to Carmilla to go fill up. She returned a few moments later with the sippy cup full of apple juice and a bottle full of strawberry milk.

“Thank you,” Sera thanked her, feeding the children.

Although this meeting wasn’t expected, it wasn’t exactly unpleasant.

[salllzy]

The meeting of Justice and Nature #1

With the knowledge that sinners could be redeemed, the Exterminations had been put to a temporary halt. For those that lived in Hell, it was a relief and a worry, if sinners could be redeemed then why hadn't it happened sooner? What was so different between then and now? Many had pointed out that the hotel was the major difference, therefore the hotel must work. It was a logical conclusion that many of them had come to. It was also one that many of them didn't like. Still, there was little that any of them could do about it now that Heaven had acknowledged that sinners could be redeemed. Charlie was over the moon to be proven correct, but that didn't mean that her work was done, she had a list of sinners that she wanted to redeem. She knew that some of them would be a challenge and would take a lot of work, but she wasn't afraid of hard work. She had thick skin and she had already worked so hard and overcome so much to get Heaven to see that it was possible. There was still a lot of red tape, a lot of them had no idea what to do with the redeemed sinners. It was very clear that they were angels, that they had been purged of their sins, but no one knew just how it had happened. The Heavenly Courts had agreed to meet in Hell and see the hotel for themselves and see what assistance they could provide and see just how a sinner was redeemed. Neither of her parents liked the idea of the Heavenly Courts being in Hell, but they had granted them a day pass so that they may enter. Something that had shocked the courts, as far as they had been aware, they should have been able to freely enter Hell. They had then been informed that the only reason that the Exorcists had been able to enter Hell was because of the agreement that they had trapped both Lucifer and Lilith into. Otherwise? They wouldn't have been able to enter Hell. At all. Hell had its own ways of dealing with unwanted guests. The meeting had been set up but Charlie was still nervous, the Sins and the Overlords were just a few of the invited guests to the meeting. As this dealt with souls and effected the whole of hell and not just a single aspect of it. Sinners had contributed a lot to Hell, whether or not the Hellborn liked to admit it. There was going to be a lot of powerful beings in the hotel and they were all going to be in one room. It was terrifying to think about. But she needed to press forward, she couldn't let her fear cripple her. Not when she had come so far as things were finally, after so long going her way. It had been a long journey but she had results. ---- Charlie knew that someone was wrong when she noticed two empty seats in the middle of the table, there were also several looks being sent towards Sera and she got the feeling that Sera had done something that she wasn't supposed to have done. Charlie knew that Sera thought she knew best, but right now?

The entire meeting was tense, even Emily, who had been supportive of her, looked as if she wanted to be anywhere else. "Well, now isn't this a nice little gathering. I am going to assume that our invites got lost in the mail." A angel sauntered into the room, six giant gold wings were behind her. Charlie was stunned by just how human she looked. She looked nothing like any of the other angels. Dark brown hair that was streaked with silver and a set of maroon eyes hidden behind a set of glasses, she was short, just a few inches taller than her father. She wasn't dressed the same way that the other angels were, a dark purple blouse and a set of black trousers. "Sera, of course, why did I think that you could act like an adult for a millisecond is beyond me." She sat in one of the empty chairs and pinned the angels sitting opposite her with a harsh look. Her eyes were steely as she looked at them. "You do not get to decide what is against the laws of nature, that is not your job. Before you lot all started to mass murder souls, I distinctly remember a meeting. One in which both I and my papa told you that souls could be redeemed. You laughed at us and told us that it was against the laws of nature. Last time I checked, nature was not any of your jobs now. Is it?" The pressure in the room greatly increased and several of the demons next to her started to shift their seats and Charlie could understand why. The female angel, hadn't even moved, all she had done was sit in one of the free chairs and speak and yet? She was terrifying. The angels sitting opposite her? They looked terrified. Charlie wondered just how this meeting was going to go.

[applesontheground]

quiet coyote ⛓️

CHAPTER TWO for making me feel like i’m guilty | AO3

hiiii all, although spring break is now far from over i come bearing the next chapter to my little escapade dealing with a real doozy of one for this particular reader 😋

p.s. if you're waiting for the man himself, i got this last chapter of mostly exposition before we meet him. buckle up, hope you're ready, hands and feet in the rig at all times, etc etc .

SFW | Word Count: 2,796 | Rusty Nail x Female Reader contains more exposition, drinking, ment. that reader smokes on&off, the jokes get a bit sexual but nothing too fun ⬅ continued from take me far from here ➡ continued in 'cause i tread too softly 🎼: x (charli xcx voice) bumpin' that fic playlist one more time <3

Picking things off a shelf and getting gas in our cars sure aren’t resources that are made in house. More often than not, they’re brought to us. That isn’t to say it’s always done by mail. Sometimes, it’s by truck.

Kind of corny, maybe rework that line and not use it as the hook.

“We sure don’t count on the weather being perfect, or the truck to be running smoothly. Not like [the public] seem to.”

Great quote, even better replacing the words he did use to describe the public.

The poof of an industrial-sized pillow – powerful enough that it sounded like it slapped – hit you square in the chest, making you fumble the notebook in your lap. Dean crowed from behind a Mike’s Hard in his hand and groaned, “Come on, [Y/N], I told you there’s no point in that stupid story.”

You didn’t even give him a second blink, picking up the scattered notebook and grimacing out of a mild rage. He had caused your prime draft page to get bent out of shape, creased right on the corner at a position that went over the writing. “Prick…” You murmured to yourself, closing the book and gathering the bundle of pens from where they had splayed out on the bed amidst your writing.

It felt better to work on over getting drunk in another shoddy hotel room, you had decided as you watched the other four well into doing just that. For people trying to make it to Vegas, they sure were taking the magic out of all the drinking to be done there. Maybe he was right: This wasn’t worth it, but it was something for you to feel purpose through.

“Leave her alone, will you?” Natalie complained, smiling drearily through a haze of lemonade-flavored vodka on her breath. Dean quickly blew air through his mouth, similar to a raspberry, and he held his hands up. “Fine, you know what? I’ll leave our sweet little [Y/N] alone. Besides, we only brought her along for the car.”

You looked up again and nodded quaintly. Silence fell over the room, Mel and Heather looking up from their lovebirding to gawk slightly. When he smiled in his well-earned infamy, you retorted in a voice more desolate than you intended, “Well, at least we’re all being honest while getting shitfaced.”

The awkward quiet continued, Natalie giving a nasty look to him as you leaned over and took a Jell-O shot off the nightstand, downing it as you stepped out for some air. It did sting, as much as you hated to admit it. Maybe you were being a little too uptight for a vacation, you grimaced through the sickly sweet flavor of gelatin marinated in what tasted like straight gasoline.

You walked out to your car, a ginger tap of your hand curled into a fist on the hood as you made your way to the passenger side. The glovebox swung open, and revealed the one thing you wished hadn’t followed you out here, because the ugly thing about it was that it brought you comfort to see it still there. A plastic box of cigarettes and a lighter saved for the unfortunate event that you’d need something of the sort.

One long stare, the fresh image of Dean in your head and realizing it would mean that got the better of you, made you slam it shut. You paced to the backseat door and leaned up against it, staring at the sky with nothing but bubbling anger you were trying to take back down to a simmer, a powerless lump in your throat that finally came out in a quiet hiccup from swallowing the Jell-O shot too fast.

A final affirmation got you to push up and off the car again and walk back towards the hotel room, still needing something to relax but deciding you could find it elsewhere – or at least, wait on it a little longer.

Stale was the state of the group in the morning, and stale was the toast on your plate at another run-down diner planted somewhere far from any civilization.

You held your forehead, trying to chew some soggy hashbrowns as Natalie murmured, “Well, the lady at the counter told me we’re on the right path towards Vegas.”

“Oh, now we want to go?” Dean took a sip of his coffee, grimacing through it because he had refused any sugar or cream, “Thank fucking God, thought we’d just go die in the middle of the Mojave or something.” You hated his voice, but that did get a smirk out of you as you looked down at your plate, trying not to remember the shot of vodka you had taken with Mel and Heather before bed. One just hadn’t been enough, but the aftertaste of it all was far worse than anything your lackluster breakfast was offering.

“Remember-“ Dean gestured his mug to Mel on the other side of the booth, almost falling back asleep while Heather had stepped away to use the restroom and left him against the wall, “Marriages are quick and easy out there. I say tie the knot with her.” The other boy snorted, looking at the table as he reminded him, “I’m waiting until after graduation, if anything. Not during a fucking Spring Break.”

“Why not?” Dean shrugged, “I’d be tonguing a girl myself if we hadn’t brought these two killjoys.” He smiled in mocking kindness towards you and Natalie on either end of the benches, and you finally asked after unintentionally swearing to silence all morning, “Do you ever think before speaking? Just wondering.”

“He doesn’t.” Natalie quickly answered, losing track of just how much hot sauce she was putting on her scrambled eggs while glowering over at you before shooting her early morning ire back to the adjacent boy. You smirked slightly as Dean huffed, “What, [Y/N]? Do you want to get married, or something?”

Just as quick as you had spoken, you were silent again, only giving a dry chuckle. When he started to speak, you grinned at Heather sitting back down, and held up your hand.

“Dean, do you know what this is?” You asked, your middle and ring touching your thumb with both index and pinkie sticking straight up. Dean stared for a long pause, Natalie’s own grin growing as you scoffed, “What, never saw this at summer camp as a kid? Or just in general?”

“Sorry, I’m good with my hands but not that good, whatever that’s supposed to be.” He pointed to your fingers sticking upwards, and you rolled your eyes so heavily that you had felt the strain somewhere behind them in your head.

Heather explained, “It’s the quiet coyote symbol.” She held the same sign up next to yours, looking at Dean with a matching smile to the rest of the girls, “It’s for kids who just can’t learn to shut their mouths.”

You nodded, hand releasing in favor of taking your own coffee as Dean laughed. “You guys are fucking corny.”

“No,” Heather corrected, “Just good with our words.”

“And our hands.” You added, making both girls groan in shock. You were laughing for the first time since you had let these four in the car with you, catching the glances from other roadies sitting in at the commotion you all were causing from the uproar.

Back on the road, your friends had asked if your car could make it all the way out there for a couple nights of insanity, hookups, and whatever Las Vegas would bring the group. You had assured them it would be easy, but even driving it now made you second guess yourself. You were absolute trash at tuning up, oil changes, all that automotive care despite having knowledge to back you up, and something worth taking care of under your hands. It was a secret, and one of your lamented shames.

Still, it had gotten you through most of your run in college thus far. If she didn’t give out in the next year, she might even take you to graduation. You could have some faith in your car, just as you had faith in your story you were picking up on the way.

“What if-“ Mel spoke up from the backseat, staring out his window, “I drive, and [Y/N] can take a break?”

“Already said no,” You promptly responded, but Mel then begged, “Hear me out, hear me out before you say that.” You glanced at him in the rearview, then digressed as he looked back. “If someone else drives for you, think about what work you could get done.”

Natalie turned her head and added, “Get some desert photos, shots of the truck stops we pass?” Your hands flexed a bit on the wheel, and you finally gave a tilt of your head in thought. Mel had more trust in his pinkie toe than Dean when it came to people asking to take the wheel, and the suggestion was kind if it was genuine.

“Just think about it. Next stop is in an hour.” Mel patted the shoulder of the driver’s seat, sitting back again with Dean and Heather scooting over a bit to reacclimate him.

“It’s good you have something outside of this trip, we’re kind of losing the plot.” Heather then mentioned, and you smirked as Dean rebutted, “You’d rather read about blowjobs in restrooms and crank snorting than fucking Vegas.”

“Tomato, tomato.” Natalie concurred, making you grin a little more honestly now.

The next gas station came faster than you had hoped, the possibility up in the air as you tried not to linger on possible shots for your story, the golden stretch of land going on and on while on the road to your destination. No wonder people without a mind for direction, or an instinct and humility to ask for help would get lost out here.

Pulling into the shade of the awning covering the gas pumps, your friends all leapt out, eager to stretch their legs and grab some road fare. You could humor an Arizona tea yourself, finally stepping out yourself. Mel was lingering, pretending that something was waiting for him with a pebble on the blacktop of the station.

You finally crossed your arms, and said, “Mel?”

He perked up, and you smiled to your own puddles of soft brown dirt that had blown in from the desert and crackled beneath your shoes before moving from the front door of your car. “Be careful, alright?”

The smile it got from him made you finally let go of your insecurities of letting someone else drive, and he assured you, “Of course I will, [Y/N]. Seriously, I passed my driving test the first time and all that shit. Never been pulled over, nothing.” You handed him the keys, and then asked, “I’m running inside, be right back. As long as I can trust you.”

Turning away, Dean was coming back to the car with a suspicious black bag of whatever he was going to subsist off of. You didn’t give him or it a second look, pulling your wallet out of your pocket to consider what you had for gas and a few treats. It could be alcohol, but he isn’t going to be driving.

You swung open the door, pressing up against it to remain out of the way for a man leaving, even held the door open for him without a word, smiling curtly as you looked inside the store. As you walked in, Natalie scampered up. “Hey, I think that guy’s driving a-“

“[Y/N]?” Heather cut her off, pointing out the window. You hadn’t even gotten up to the front counter before turning around, eyes registering as you grew rigid, anger rising fast.

“Fuck.” You spat, and then looked at the girls, “Look, take my wallet. I want $25 on Pump 2, and…and get me a fucking Arizona.” You turned back around, the purr of a significantly large engine nearly drowning you out as you started to holler over it, at your car.

“What the hell are you doing!?” You asked Dean, who had sat behind the wheel and started honking at you to drown you out, “Absolutely fucking not.” You stared with wide, bewildered eyes and a sharp scowl at Mel, who yelled back, “He fucking burgled the keys from me!”

Jiggling the door handle, Dean held the keys up and gave you a confused look. You slammed your fist on the hood in a final warning, and finally he stopped in his tracks, rolling the window down. “I’m just-“

“You fuck with me, I’m not filling this tank up, and we aren’t going anywhere.”

His eyes boggled, and he even gawked slightly at the different tone of your voice, hitting the final marker of your tolerance, the last rung of patience left as you gripped the edge of the open window, and you spat, “I’d tell you to go fuck yourself, but this is the only reason you brought me on this trip with you, right?”

The girls approached slowly, and Dean winced, “Sheesh, you’re still on that? I didn’t know you’d get so butthurt about me wanting to help you write your story.” You glared, simmering back down and holding bitter eye contact. You then asked, “Did you buy any booze?”

“No, just pop rocks and cactus cooler…” Like a hurt little kid who was getting scolded in detention.

Your hand slipped off the windowsill, and you muttered one more thing before going to the backseat, “Fuck, fine. Just don’t crash her, and don’t touch the fucking CB radio.”

Things had been tense and quiet in the car after that, you sulking in the backseat and rereading your scribed interviews. You didn’t even have the heart to try and take those photos everyone had been talking about, and the only time your attention was snapped forward was when Dean would hit a pothole, or veer while adjusting to your car. Your eyes would burn holes into the back of his head, and everyone would merely observe in an almost fearful watch to see if that would make you lose your temper again.

It wasn’t a proud moment, but one you had been biting down since last night. Natalie reached over, planting an Arnold Palmer between you and Mel. You smiled, but even that felt like you were just smoothing over a snapped twig with masking tape.

Dinner was lighter, you getting up to approach “suspecting” truckers, start asking the counter of the diner layout of the restaurant as a whole if anyone wanted to give you an interview. You got a couple short questions answered, thanking them with another stride in trying to help your mood. Still, as you had turned away, a wolf whistle made your spirits once again choke in the dust like a tumbleweed outside the window, rolling on through the night with a wonder just what direction you were fumbling in and where it all lead towards.

Sitting back down, Heather put a hand on your shoulder, and you once again sighed the heavy emotions off in favor of hearing the easy tone of Mel’s voice. “Hey, [Y/N]. Dean thinks we should drive through the night, but we all agreed since you have the car…uh, you make the call.”

“We’re going to what?” You then echoed, looking at Dean as he quickly began to vomit an explanation up for you. “Yeah, it might be best since we lost some time already, getting a little lost when we first made our way out here.

“I don’t think it’s smart to overtire ourselves with driving all night.” Heather pointed out, but Natalie quickly asked, “Well, what are we going to do when we get there anyways? Drink at some bars, go back to our hotel rooms…?”

“Drink there!” Dean beamed, “Just like we’ve been doing already. Might as well do it back in the city everyone putts out here for, right?”

“Sure, I guess,” Heather sat back in the booth, “But again, it’s [Y/N]’s decision, I guess.”

Closing your notebook, staring down at your chicken picatta that had long gone cold, you then looked back up at Dean, who added, “You can drive to start, and when you get sleepy…” He looked at Mel, “He can take over, not me. Since you got your panties all in a knot over me doing it.”

Another pause, and the speaker over your head started humming an old ABBA tune that Dean started to mouth along to: Honey, I’m still free. Take a chance on me…

You set your fork down after picking at your plate for a minute, and simply responded with a question.

“We’re close enough to just keep going, aren’t we?”

[gctchell]

house call. [ starter call ] // @jizzlords

"You don't know what it means to me that you came all this way, baby bird. I know that we are a long ways from Lust, and you have a lot of food on your plate." Lilith's head was reclined against Asmodeus's arm, her hand just about vanished in the center of his gloved palm, but rested there just the same - and despite its size, her other cradled it from below, cupping a knuckle and supporting it. "I would have made the journey if I could, but I just haven't been feeling very well. I needed to see you."

Guilt laced Lilith's words, and the light in her eyes dimmed. He was such a busy man, she felt rotten putting him out like that. Seven years though, she reminded herself! Seven years of enforced non-communication, not even a text or an e-mail (Heaven's service is not really famous for its Infernal long distance calling) .. One little request for a visit was surely warranted. When she was back on her feet, she'd be the one popping by Ozzie's and the Palace without hesitation.

"Charlotte missed you a great deal. I thought you would be leaving with her forged to your side. ♪"

The Hotel was electric with the arrival of a Deadly Sin. He was invited by Lilith, but Charlie practically flew at him and stayed attached like a magnet for a majority of the visit until responsibility gently drew her away. One of the taller residents, who came in shades of pink, was particularly fawning over Ozzie whenever he got the chance, only to be detoured by Vaggie so that he did not steal the spotlight, which led to some squabbling as she practically dragged him from the room.

And then there was the little maid who looked like she fell in love from the first moment she saw him. Many sinners and demons alike swooned in the Sin's presence, and she now joined the ranks as she skittered through the vents, tracking the duo down the stairs. She stayed out of view, for now.. Geez, he was huge!

[deadghosy]

I was wondering if you could do a miniso penguin reader being a delivery boy for all of hell (mostly hazbin)

I JUST LOOKED IT UP AND OMGGGG ITS SO CUTEEE🦆💗🦆 AND YES I WILL! THANK YOU MY GHOST

HAZBIN HOTEL X PENGUIN! READER

prompt: you deliver mail all over hell, but mostly to your favorite place!

Okay starters off….you definitely get petted by the sinners who walk by you. Like you are so adorable!

I headcannon that you have a magic barrier that activates when you are in danger. Like say for example, a sinner tried to stab and mug but a bubble appears around you as you quack and roll away.

But like…you are the most known person in hell. YOU COULD BE WALKING AND GIVING MAIL AND IMMEDIATELY- “Hey [reader]!”

Yeah you’re quite known🦆🔥

The overlords love you! Carmilla adores you as you help her move her things around with her supplies of angelic metal. And Alastor….he joked about eating you up because of how cute you are..you definitely hide behind carmilla as she glared at him.

Alastor said sorry as he buys you ice cream for scaring you. (Charlie made him do it after carmilla snitched on him)

The most place you love giving mail to is the hazbin hotel! You like it there as you always get greeted by the people there gently. Charlie would pet you as she gushes how cute you are and how you should’ve been an angel.

Husk just pokes at your chubby and cute body as you quack and rub your face in his leg. You are the size of a penguin so guess how small you are 😭💗

You and fat nuggets are best friends, dead ass you both speak animal to each other and just gossip… “quack…” “oink oink..” “QUACK?!” You yelled pointing to Alastor as fat nuggets nodded seriously. Angel tried to record it but he just couldn’t help but laugh

Lucifer loves you! Like at first he would just watch you around hell secretly as he didn’t want to scare you off too easy. But soon he felt over protective at how pure and nice you are to other sinners and hell born

I headcannon every time it’s extermination, you would be forced to be at the hotel as you bake cookies to past the time helping Charlie and the other feel less stress as the angels kill the sinners.  

“So like…do you lay eggs or somethin'?” Angel asked looking at the egg boiz under you as they are sound asleep. You just stay there like a mama penguin as you shrugged.

“[READER] I CHOSE YOU!” Vaggie yells as you waddle to a person and hug them in need. Its funny to imagine you being used a Pokémon who’s only attack is “HUG SURPRISE!”

I headcannon you to use a rolling attack. LIKE FOR EXAMPLE, you are getting chased so you roll like a ball and BOWLING BALL THEY ASS! STRIKEEE‼️‼️

You have a room in the hotel, it’s just you don’t stay there often. But the other would loved if you stayed at the hotel with them as they find you lovely to around. Like imagine how cool it is to be tired from delivering mail all day just to go to the hotel and see your own room.

Immediately passing out in the soft bed😭🦆

I imagine you walking, more like waddling and the egg boiz just copy your waddling as they are still baby chickens in eggs.

Velvette definitely has you go to her section of the vee tower so you can wear those cute sailor boy outfits 😭 like imagine how cute that is….

Sir Pentious and nifty love you also as they find you adorable. The egg boiz love you, and nifty….she just finds you interesting how every sinner knows who you are and wants to be your best friend.

I can see you being sick and not coming to deliver mail to the hotel, and immediately you wake up sniffling as you waddle to your door to see a bunch of gift baskets as you quack surprised at all those candies and get better cards….man you are loved

[potato-jem]

hello nero my beloved soulmate,

look what just came in the mail!!!

it took a lot of time but i’m so happy now!!! this is honestly the best thing ever 😭😭😭 seeing all my beloved babies still being happy and in love, all these drawings old and new and the journey of the story made me so emotional 🥺 they all mean so much to me and now i feel the urge to get another heartstopper tattoo

o mean all those pages and drawings about pride? just after we got the cast at pride recreating them just a few months ago??? and the new drawings?? THE NEW TARA AND DARCY COMIC??? i’d missed them all so much

and seeing nick and charlie as they were first drawn was so cute 🥺

i loved it all so much. once again i don’t know how i’m supposed to get back into the world tomorrow and pretend my life hasn’t just been fundamentally changed by this book. i just wanna stay home and stare at these pictures, possibly sitting by a window with the rain tapping on the glass.

anyway how are you, love?? how are you feeling?? i really miss talking to you every single day

and, as for our last letter i didn’t get the chance to reply to, i’m still picturing how soft it must have been to have a sweet kid pick you as their favourite and give you all their love 🥺 they really sound like the cutest and sweetest kid

i’m giving you a kiss on the forehead and a warm cup of biscoff latte, and asking you if you want to stay home with me under a blanket fort reading and listening to the sounds of a storm in the background <3

hello cece my beloved soulmate,

OH MY GOD YAY! i loved it so so much! just like you said, it was so nice to see the characters still so in love and happy together 🥺🥺 and i also loved to see alice’s journey in creating it, it was so fascinating to see how much is involved in creating heartstopper (and yes i totally understand about the tattoo, i want to see if i can come up with another idea)

YES YES THE PRIDE PAGES WERE MY FAVOURITE! i just remembered the cast at pride while i was looking at them and i was so filled with emotion. and the new tara and darcy comic made me so happy, i loved it!

nick and charlie as their first drawings were so cute 🥺🥺 but i also loved seeing how alice developed her art style!

i think i’m going to use “once again i don’t know how i’m supposed to get back into the world tomorrow and pretend my life hasn’t been fundamentally changed by this book,” everyday now. i only wish to just sit in my room and stare at it all day.

i’m good!! i just finished all my classes for uni this week, so that’s one year done! it’s gone by so fast… i mean i still have a couple of weeks to just do assignments, but that’s all good. (i also got a really good mark on the essay i uploaded late?? i don’t even know how) how are you my love? i miss talking to you everyday too, you have no idea 😭😭

it really is the best, and the best part is i get to see them again today! i’m excited :D

cece, there would be nothing better than staying home with you under a blanket fort while it’s raining. i wouldn’t do anything else. i’m giving you a kiss on the forehead and i’m bringing some snacks and pillows for our blanket fort <3

[janis-1987]

Under New Management (Fizzmodeus)

Chapter 14

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Fizz paces the length of the living room, walking back and forth from wall to wall, over and over and over again. His tail tucked between his legs as he wonders what he could have possibly done to make Asmodeus so upset that he would send him back to the mansion rather than into the castle. He chews on on his bottom lip the whole time, blood drips down his chin and he can taste the iron in his mouth but he can’t stop. 

Finally, after hours and hours of waiting the door opens, Fizz whips his head around to look, it had to be Asmodeus, but it wasn’t. Instead, Aloe nervously peaks his head in, “Fizzarolli?” 

Fizz sniffles, on the verge of tears from sheer frustration and anxiety, “Yes?” 

“Asmodeus has requested that I move you to a safer location.” Aloe states, making his way over to Fizz. 

“What? What do you mean a safer location? And why isn’t he doing this himself? Did I do something?” Fizz interrogates the smaller imp, stretching to be even taller than him. 

Aloe swallows nervously, quivering ever so slightly, “Y-you didn’t do anything Fizz, he’s doing this for your protection. He’s concerned that there are more angels and he doesn’t want you to get hurt. So, as per his orders, until the security issue is confirmed to be completely resolved, he wants you kept as far away from him as possible.” 

Fizz stares at him blankly, shrinking back down to normal, he wasn’t sure how he should feel, relieved that he wasn’t likely to come in contact with an angel? Anger that Asmodeus was temporarily abandoning him? Fear for Asmodeus’ safety and his own? He had no clue, he didn’t even notice that he was lead to a car by Aloe, not even when it started to drive away from the mansion. Numbness overtaking him to cope with the overwhelming nature of all his mixed emotions. 

He finally snaps out of it, hours later, sitting on a bed in a small basement apartment, the safe house as Aloe had called it. Fizz stands from his spot on the bed and rummages through his trunk to find his pajamas. Part of him hoped that this was all just a bad dream but too much of him knew that wasn't true. This was his reality now, alone in a bland grey room, hidden away from the rest of hell. 

His only link to the outside world is the tv, which he has constantly tuned into the news, apparently, all of hell was on lock down like him. Trained mercenaries and powerful demons were out patrolling the streets on the hunt for angels. They had found nearly 100 within a week. No one knew how they were getting in, the gates that would normally let them in were sealed tight and they hadn’t found any holes so far. Fizz didn’t really care about any of that though, he only watched to see if Asmodeus was mentioned at all. Panic was starting to set in as the week turned into a month. He was running low on meds and Asmodeus hadn’t responded to any of his calls or texts. He didn’t want to go out. Who knew what would happen if he did, but he was running out of options, he could not be without his meds, he just couldn’t. He tried calling his doctor but all he got was the answering machine. 

He was starting to lose hope when there was a knock on his door, he perks up, maybe it was Asmodeus. He cautiously made his way to the door and looks through the peep hole, only to see Charlie, the princess of hell. He sighs and opens the door, “What are you doing here, shouldn’t you be hiding, princess?” He asks the young teen. 

“I’ve actually been living next door to you for the past month, so I am in hiding. But um, I think our mail got mixed up.” 

“Mail? I haven’t gotten anything of yours or at all for that matter.” Fizz responds bitterly, too stressed and exhausted to care about being polite. 

“Well, um, someone dropped off this brown paper bag with your name on it. It sounds like pill bottles.” She says, holding out the bag to him. 

He snatches it from her hands and tears it open, sure enough it was his meds. For a moment he feels relief but all to quickly anxiety sets in, who had brought these? How could he be sure that this wasn’t a trick or poison sent by angels? His breath catches in his throat as an explosion shakes the building, tears well in his eyes and he stumbles backwards into the room, falling on his ass. The room around him goes blurry as he’s thrown back to the day he lost his limbs, he screams, and screams, he can vaguely see more figures appearing in his doorway and faint echos of “What’s going on?”, “What did you do to him?”, and “We told you to let one of us take care of it.” 

Fizz couldn’t figure out who any of those voices belonged to in his current state nor could he truly see who the figures were, he feels himself being lifted off the ground and someone telling him he was alright, he was safe. 

He shakes a whimpers and slowly the shadowy figures leave, one by one, all except for one, this one doesn’t touch him it just sits there, on the end of his bed, “It’s okay, I’ll stay with you.” The voice says, it’s distinctly female now, as Fizz begins to come out of his flash back. His vision refocuses on the present and he sees Charlie sitting on the end of his bed, he scrambles back against the wall bringing his knees to his chest, looking at her with worry on his face. 

“Are you feeling any better Fizzarolli?” She asks before adding, “I told the others to get in contact with Asmodeus for you.” 

“The others?” He questions, “How long have I not been the only one here?” 

“Just a week or two. Our parents all moved us down here after they realized that the hole wasn’t going to be patched anytime soon because they can’t find it. Asmodeus and the other kings are up there trying to solve the issue but it isn’t going well.” She starts to ramble. 

“Woah, woah, woah, does that mean Mammon is down here?” He asks, Mammon was still merely the prince of greed after all, his mother was the current queen, at least, last he checked. 

She shakes her head, “No, his mother got killed right before we were all moved down here, so he is now acting king until a proper conniption can take place.” 

He nods a bit, “Well you can tell the others to forget about calling Asmodeus, I don't want to be the reason he gets killed. Not like they’re going to be able to reach him, I’ve tried since I was brought down here with absolutely no luck.” 

Charlie nods, “I’ll let them know, but between you and me, why did he send you down here? Please don’t take offense but you’re just a famous imp.” 

Fizz tenses, he couldn't tell her the truth, that would only end badly so he makes something up, “He just got me from Mammon not even a year ago. I was expensive, he probably just wants to protect his investment. It’s not like the club is open right now anyway.”

She nods, “Okay, bye Fizzarolli.” She gets up and leaves the room, closing the door behind her. 

Fizz sighs, he just wanted this whole mess to be over. He wanted to be with Asmodeus again, cuddled up in a nice warm bed. As he was daydreaming another explosion shook the building and he heard multiple screams come from, outside his door? 

He knew the smart thing to do was to stay put but he couldn’t help but wonder what was going on. Luckily, or maybe unluckily, he didn’t have to choose, his door Burt open and an angel stood before him, no weapon drawn but a net in hand, it looked at him almost seeming confused, its head tilting to the side before it looked back down the hall, many voices came from its mouth and they all spoke in unison, “Are you sure we need this one? It’s just an imp.” It called. 

A wave of voices responded, “Our orders were every demon down here, imps count too. Grab him.” 

The angel turns its attention back to Fizz, who was now hiding under the bed, not that it mattered, the angel still found him and caught him in the next. Fizz struggles against angel, trying to escape the net, he saw the royals doing the same. 

That was enough to make him stop struggling, if literal demon royalty couldn’t escape, what hope did he have of escaping? 

[bisexualbumblebee-writes]

Family Reunion- Bill Weasley x OC

Bill Weasley x Sophia O’Malley

Description: Molly plans a small family reunion after a year of not seeing Bill and Sophia. When Aunt Muriel shows up, Bill already knows things will be bad. He didn’t think it’d go as far as insulting his wife, and he is never about to let that slide.

Word Count: 3.2k

“Hey look Bill, your mum’s having a small family reunion in a few weeks,” Sophia informed Bill as she walked back into their shared apartment. Her eyes didn’t leave the mail in her hands until she finished reading the invitation.

“Really? What for?” Bill asked from the dining room table. Sophia shrugged as she handed the card to him.

“Doesn’t say. Your mum probably just misses us,” she joked, kissing his cheek before picking her cup of coffee. She took a sip while he scanned the invitation. He pursed his lips and hummed, looking up at her.

“How do you feel about it?” Sophia couldn’t help but smile at her husband. Even when it came to her family, he still wanted to make sure she was okay with it.

“It sounds fun,” she answered with a shrug. “We need to go tell someone we’re taking a few days off though.” Bill stood and kissed her forehead.

“I’ll take care of that when we get to the tomb. Go get ready, we’ve got a busy day ahead of us,” he instructed, taking their plates to the kitchen to wash.

“Yes mother,” Sophia teased, eliciting Bill to stick his tongue out at her. She laughed and went to their bedroom to get dressed.

As the days leading up to them leaving got closer, Bill had started to become antsy. This obviously did not go unnoticed by Sophia. After he messed up breaking a curse in one of the tombs, their other partner instructed her to get Bill out of there to cool off. The two went to sit down and Sophia handed an exasperated Bill a water bottle.

“Bill, what’s going on?” She finally asked. “You’ve been acting weird all this week. Did I do something?” Bill’s eyes widened at her last question. She thought this was her fault? He shook his head frantically and sat up.

“No, absolutely not. This isn’t your fault, Soph,” he answered, taking her hands.

“Then what is it?” She asked worriedly. Bill sighed and looked to the ground. It felt stupid to him, but it wasn’t going to be solved until he talked about it.

“It’s the reunion,” he started slowly, only confusing Sophia more. “Well, you know I’ve obviously...changed my style,” he added upon seeing her confusion. It seemed to connect in Sophia’s mind.

“And you’re worried about what your family will say,” she finished. He nodded somberly and sighed. Sophia looked down at herself then at him again.

“Well, look at me. I haven’t exactly kept my style of skirts and polos,” she spoke, gesturing to her black ripped shorts and muggle rock band t-shirt with one hand. Bill’s eyes went to her outfit, and when she noticed his eyes linger on her exposed legs she laughed and smacked his arm.

“Bill, I’m being serious,” she giggled. A smile replaced his sullen look, which lifted her spirits immensely.

“I can’t help it, those shorts look great on you,” he answered with an eased smile. “Maybe you’ve got a point.”

“Exactly. They’re going to be ogling at us anyways, so why not just let them? There’s nothing wrong with our style, people change all the time. We look hot and we’re happy with each other and our styles. That’s all that matters, right?” She asked, to which he nodded in response. “There’s nothing to be worried about then. Besides, Charlie and Adora will be there. You’ll regret it if you don’t at least go to see him.” She was right about that, Bill had to admit. He hadn’t seen his younger brother and his girlfriend since his and Sophia’s wedding and he missed him dearly.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t care if they don’t like it, we look great,” he finally said.

“Of course I’m right. Don’t you know me?” She joked sassily, making Bill laugh and wrap his arms around her after they stood.

“Yes I do. You’re my amazing wife who happens to look quite fit in those shorts.” He smirked when she blushed.

“You’re annoying,” she said simply, not meaning a word and he knew it.

“And you’re amazing,” he answered in the same tone. “Ready to get back to work?” Sophia nodded and picked up her wand once more.

“Try not to get distracted again, okay?” She teased. Bill rolled his eyes playfully.

“Don’t think that’ll be possible with you looking like that,” he answered. Sophia couldn’t help but laugh as she led him back to the tomb to continue their earlier work.

They used a Portkey to return to London. Since there was one not far from the Burrow, they decided it was just easier to travel that way. Once they were there and their things were accounted for, they used apparition to get to the front steps of the Burrow. Bill knocked a few times on the door to alert the people inside of their entrance before stepping in.

“Mum?” He called out as Sophia followed him inside. Sophia heard something drop a short distant in the kitchen then Molly practically ran out to greet her children.

“Oh Bill!” She exclaimed as she reached him, taking his face in her hands and kissing each of his cheeks. Bill laughed and greeted her with a hug before moving aside so Sophia could get the same treatment.

“Sophie, how wonderful to see you again,” she spoke joyfully. “How have you been?” The girl laughed at her mother-in-law.

“I’m well, it’s wonderful to see you as well,” she responded. Bill had shed his overcoat and moved behind his wife to help her out of hers before hanging them up. It was only then that Molly got a look at their outfits. Bill wore a plain black button down shirt under a dragon skin jacket (though it wasn’t real, Charlie’d have a fit), black denim jeans and combat boots. Under Sophia’s coat she wore a plain black tee tucked into red and black plaid pants. Over her shirt was a dark jean jacket and she also wore black combat boots.

Molly was even more surprised when Bill reached behind his head and pulled his now shoulder length hair out of the ponytail she hadn’t even realized it was in. Sophia and Bill watched her, awaiting her reaction nervously. She seemed to sense their unease, and smiled playfully at her son.

“Merlin Bill, I tell you to cut your hair once and you decide to grow your hair out. I see how it is then,” she teased. The couple let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding and Bill shrugged coyly.

“What can I say? Guess it’s just my lifestyle,” he joked back. Molly laughed and gave him one more side hug before leading them to the living room.

“Come on, everyone is in the living room,” she instructed. The two followed her after sharing a relieved smile. True to her word, the rest of the Weasleys were sitting around the living room. Charlie sat in one of the arm chairs with Adora sitting on the arm while Percy talked to them from the other armchair. Fred, George and Ron were sitting on the couch, Ginny sat on the floor leaning against the coffee table. Arthur was messing with a radio on the floor beside her. When they entered, all eyes were on them. It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Everyone seemed to look shocked, except for Charlie. Sophia had the sneaking suspicion that he knew Bill’s style would change into something like this.

“Are you wearing an earring?” Adora asked, gazing at his left ear. Bill was wearing the fang earrings that Sophia made for him, but since only his left ear was pierced, she fashioned the second one into a necklace for herself. ‘Consider it a connection between us,’ she said upon showing him for the first time.

“Uh, yeah,” Bill answered hesitantly. “Soph’s wearing the other one.” He gestured to Sophia, who pulled the necklace out from under her shirt to show them.

“Wicked,” the twins spoke simultaneously. Sophia’s shoulders eased and she smiled as they stood. She met them halfway and gave them each a hug. Ginny was the next one up and she gave Sophia the tightest hug she’d ever given.

“I missed you. You need to visit more often,” Ginny pouted when they pulled away. Sophia giggled and sent a wink her way.

“Maybe I could talk Bill into taking you back with us.’ Ginny visibly lit up at that and nodded profusely. Arthur finally stood and embraced her, kissing the side of her head. Greeting everyone lasted ten full minutes, but neither of them minded.

“Alright you guys, let your brother and Sophie get settled in before everyone else gets here,” Molly instructed. Bill grabbed both of their bags and followed Sophia upstairs.

“It’s nice to see they approve,” Bill commented as she hopped on his bed carelessly.

“Yeah. I thought if they stared at me any longer I’d just fall out,” she giggled. Bill smiled and crawled into bed beside her, leaning against the headboard. Her head laid on her lap and he played with one of her curls lazily.

Ten minutes later, they heard a knock on his bedroom door. They glanced at each other shortly before calling for the person on the other side of it to answer. Charlie peeked his head in, and smiled awkwardly when Sophia greeted him.

“Hey, just a warning: Aunt Muriel’s here.” Bill groaned loudly, causing Sophia to shush him quickly. The girl thanked the younger Weasley, who nodded and closed the door upon leaving. Sophia briefly met Aunt Muriel during their wedding reception. To say the least, Muriel had to be escorted out by Molly’s cousin for drinking copious amounts of champagne and belittling the other guests. Other than that, she had no other experience with the older woman. However, if that was a harbinger of Muriel’s true personality, she doesn’t want to interact with her much.

“Kill me now,” she heard Bill mumble under his breath. She sat up with the shake of her head before looking at him.

“No, none of that Bill. You don’t have to interact with her much, there are plenty of people here now,” she stated, glancing out the window to see a few different makes and models of cars in the driveway, but other than that the rest of the family used the Floo Network from what she could hear downstairs.

“Just say a quick hi to her, ask her how she’s been, then move on,” she instructed as she stood. Bill repeated her words then pursed his lips. He finally sighed, nodding her way before standing up. Sophia looked into the mirror above his dresser and fluffed her hair.

“Do I look okay?” She asked. She then watched through the mirror as Bill eyed her up and down and smirked.

“You know what, don’t answer that,” she added quickly, causing Bill to chuckle. Turning to face him, she straightened out his jacket then kissed his cheek. He put a polite smile on his face and took her hand, walking out of the room.

“Oh, that must be Bill,” Molly said, already sounding exhausted as they made their way down the creaking stairs. When they arrived into the now full living room, all eyes were on them. The family’s reactions were a mix of surprised delight and just shock. Aunt Muriel was facing away when they walked in, but when she realized everyone was facing the other way she turned around. A horrified gasp left her lips at the sight of the “new” Bill Weasley.

“What’s happened to you, William?” Sophia would have flinched at the woman’s bluntness if Bill hadn’t squeezed her hand. She had a feeling that getting out of this conversation was easier in theory than in practice.

“Hello Aunt Muriel,” Bill greeted politely. “It’s wonderful to see you again.” Aunt Muriel didn’t seem to care about his sentiment.

“Have you joined some sort of cult? Did one of those tombs curse you to have such a dark lifestyle? I wouldn’[t be surprised, curse breakers aren’t exactly the most competent of professions.” Sophia could tell that Bill was already starting to lose his cool, so she was quick to move beside him.

“Hello Muriel. Do you remember me? I’m-” she was cut off by the woman herself.

“William’s wife, Samantha. I’m not stupid,” Muriel snarked, making Sophia close her mouth immediately. She had a feeling she’d only make things worse by correcting Muriel, so she decided against it. The woman’s eyes penetrated her soul in a way that made her uncomfortable. Muriel’s eyes shifted between her and Bill.

“Ah-ha!” She suddenly exclaimed, effectively scaring everyone in the silent room. “I bet you were the one to poison William’s mind. I knew there was something wrong with you the moment he introduced us at his wedding, I told Molly but she didn’t listen, as per usual,” she snarked. Sophia had to admit she was becoming troubled by Muriel’s venom-like words. It was a secret to no one that Bill was Muriel’s favorite. Everyone knew it, and to hear Muriel insult her just made it all the worse. She hadn’t even realized she’d begun to tear up until the woman continued her speech.

“It seems that my intuition was right yet again. You’re nothing but an immoral, inconsiderate and ignorant degenerate that poisoned the mind of my great nephew!” Sophia let out a sob and covered her mouth, feeling absolutely embarrassed and humiliated. Charlie, who stood just to the side of her, was quick to pull her into a comforting hug, George and Fred surrounding them a moment later. Muriel sat down in the armchair Percy occupied earlier that day looking as if nothing was wrong. In fact, she looked quite proud of herself, which only made Bill’s blood boil even more.

Bill looked at Charlie, who gave him a knowing look then pulled her to the side away from everyone’s view. It wasn’t until Bill couldn’t see her that he faced his great-aunt again, not wanting her to see him so angry. There was a fury in his eyes that no one had seen before, it almost actually scared Molly.

“How dare you,” Bill hissed. “All my life I’ve gone through a lot to make sure you’re always comfortable during your stays here. I’ve watched you wrongly punish Fred and George for nothing when mum refused, insult Charlie’s interest in dragons, brush off the fact that Ginny literally broke her wrist while under your care, and I have listened to you degrade every single person around you without any regard to the fact that you have your own flaws!” Muriel looked offended at his rant and leaned back.

“William, dear it’s just my old-” Bill cut her off.

“Your old age making you say things, your usual excuse,” he chuckled humorlessly. “Being old doesn’t give you permission to say awful things to people Aunt Muriel! And I’ll have you know, Sophia didn’t make me change my style, I did that on my own accord because I genuinely liked it. Sophia is the love of my life and the best person I could ever know, so I don't take kindly to people that make her cry, family or not. If you don’t like her, that’s fine. But keep it to yourself, and if you find that you can’t even do that, then either don’t talk to us or better yet, don’t come at all!” He was panting by the time he finished. As much as he tried to prevent it, he still managed to get riled up by Aunt Muriel.

Everyone could only stare at him shocked. In all the time they had to deal with the rude woman, no one wanted to be the one to say anything to her. It’s safe to say that they were surprised that Bill was the one to finally go off on her. After a very tense silence, Muriel stood up with no emotion on her face.

“Well, does anyone else have anything they want to say before I leave? Since I’m clearly not wanted here,” she asked passive aggressively, looking around. She perked up when Molly stepped forward beside Bill, assuming that she’d be coming to her defense.

“Yeah, I do. Don’t ever talk about my daughter again if you want to be invited back here,” she stated firmly, making Muriel’s shoulders drop.

“Same here,” Arthur spoke as he stood on the other side of Molly. Fred and George gave each other a nod then moved beside Bill.

“Or our sister.” The other Weasley siblings agreed with the two, and Bill held back a smile. He was silently surprised that Percy joined in, but he guessed that the mutual hatred of Aunt Muriel brings people together. Muriel looked absolutely defeated as she realized it was her against everyone.

“Well then, I wish you all a good night. Enjoy your little party,” she spoke in a bitter voice as she stepped into the fireplace. No one stopped her as she threw down the Floo Powder and yelled to go home.

There was silence in the home for a while before laughter was heard. Fred and George were practically gasping for breath as they cackled. Bill had to hold back a laugh when he looked back at the duo.

“Did you lot see her face!” Fred exclaimed between the copious laughter.

“She looked as if you stomped on that god-awful pink hat of hers right in front of her!” George added humorously. Molly smacked each of their shoulders, but they could tell she was holding back laughter.

“Boys, that’s enough,” she scolded, now attempting to hide her smile. Arthur ruffled Bill’s hair and congratulated him for standing up for himself shortly before Molly faced everyone else.

“Well, dinner is ready for anyone hungry. Bilius I know you traveled a long way, come now,” she said, leading him to the kitchen with a few others following them. Bill patted his father’s arm then walked over to Sophia, who was still under Charlie’s arm.

“Bill, you really didn’t have to do that,” she spoke softly. Charlie took Adora’s hand and led her to the kitchen, the two understanding the couple wanted to be alone.

“I’m well aware, but I think it’s high time someone finally put her in her place,” he mumbled, taking one of her hands and kissing her knuckles. Sophia smiled weakly at him then looked down.

“I’m sorry, I hadn’t meant for her to make a scene. I just wanted to calm her down,” she muttered, sounding ashamed for some reason.

“Hey,” he responded, cupping her face and forcing her to look at him. “You did absolutely nothing wrong, my love. None of this was your fault in the slightest. Aunt Muriel is a judgemental wench that doesn’t know when to shut her mouth.” Sophia bit her lip so she didn’t burst out laughing at his description of her. She gave him a small nod, signalling she understood. Bill grinned and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

“Now how about we go get some food? I’m starving,” he asked as he pulled away.

“You’re always starving when we get here, you act like I don’t feed you,” she spoke as she began walking to the kitchen. Bill wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and rested his chin as he followed closely behind her in a weird walk/waddle.

“That’s not the only thing you do for me,” he mumbled suggestively. She laughed aloud at that and smacked his hands away as they joined the rest of the family.

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I am so glad to see such a thorough video on this topic. When talking to my partner I was starting to feel like Charlie in the Mail Room™️ and now I feel significantly less like a conspiracy theorist.