#rosie

[elsa-fogen]

Dad Besties jokes

i love them so much they are so silly together GHAJSGHKFDIGADKSHGDHSGDHFIHLSKDFL;

[smthaboutuss]

Quick comic about Rosie and Vox lol… I keep thinking about their possible dynamic it’s so interesting to me? They have very different goals (good business and cannibalism)

[en-shichi8]

Walking with my deer🦌🎶

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Apple Seed 15: Mommy's Here?

16 Hours In

Charlie: (demon mode as she screams in agony and continues to crush Vaggie's hand, pulverizing the bones to dust) FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!

Vaggie: (biting her tongue so hard she's bleeding as the bones in her forearm begin to snap and break, holding Charlie's leg up by the bend in her knee with the crook of her elbow with her free hand, and trying to breathe despite Charlie's tail constricting her waist)

You're doing great, babe. (kisses Charlie's sweaty hair) Just a little more. You can do it.

Demon Charlie: (slumps against the pillows with a pitiful sob) I can't. I can't. I can't do it. *sob - hic* I can't.

Rosie: (on Charlie's other side, holding her other leg up with one arm and petting her hair with the other - mostly trying to make sure Charlie doesn't rush forward and poke out anyone's eyes with her horns)

Of course, you can! You're doing wonderful, darling! Isn't she doing great, Carmilla?

Carmilla: (sitting at the end of the bed with her hands hidden between Charlie's legs) It's Carmine to you, Rosie. But, yes, she is doing well. The baby's head is almost out, then the biggest problem will be the shoulders. Push on three, Princess. One.... two.... three.

Demon Charlie: (growls ferally as she pushes again, pressing her legs against Vaggie and Rosie's grip for leverage, and spewing fire out of the sides of her mouth)

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! (slumps against the pillows again)

Carmilla: That's it, Princess. (grabs a warm, wet towel and starts wiping the baby's face and hair) Esta bebé se parecerá a Vaggie, lo juro. The head is out. Now, all you have to do is get the shoulders. Charlotte, you'll have to give a really big push to get them out. One more should do it. Can you do it?

Demon Charlie: (panting and whimpering as she nods) U-Uh-huh....

Carmilla: Good. On three. One....

Rosie: Two....

Vaggie: Three!

-In the Foyer-

Lilith: (sitting on the couch and seething as she downs her fifth cocktail) That self-entitled, boorish, sorry excuse of an angel dares to tell me, ME, the Queen of HELL to wait outside while my daughter gives birth!

Angel: Honestly, I'm not surprised, bitch. Vags has no clue who the fuck you are. She's never met ya. You weren't there for Charlie when she opened the hotel, you were mysteriously missing during the fight against heaven, gone for the hotel rebuildin', didn't show up for their wedding, missed out on all the pregnancy bullshit. Shit, if she had let you in, I woulda been insulted!

Lilith: (horns grow in anger) Why you pathetic sex worker-

Lucifer: (boops Lilith's nose with a rolled up magazine) No. Mm-mmm. Not today or any other day. Angel has a point. You decided to go off galivanting in Heaven during all of this, so you have no right to be mad that you aren't in there right now.

Lilith: (blinks and black shadows swirl around her) HOW DARE YOU?!?!?!

Lucifer: (boops again) No. Down. Bad, Lili, bad.

Husk: (pours himself another drink) Never in a million years would I have thought that this was the relationship the King and Ex-Queen of Hell would have.

Lilith: I am STILL the QUEEN!!!!

Angel: Hardly. No one cares about you anymore. Everyone's all about Charlie after the war against the Exorcists. Your reign is done, your ex-highn-ass.

Lilith: (opens her mouth to refute only to be cut off by Charlie's growling, scream of a screech)

-Fire explodes through the hotel without burning the inhabitants-

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

-Silence-

Hazbins: (stand still)

...

...

...

-The sound of a baby's cry echoes through the hotel-

[ottosbigtop]

More of my ocssss look at them ok. Pose and expression practice and tbh just mostly Ger she’s just a funny little guy to draw.

[tranquil-slaughterhouse]

When your puppy gets angry, shake that anger outta her!

[nunalastor]

Heyyyyy

Only one thing today.

So, we have Lucifer x Alastor & (apparently) Lilith x Rosie. (I hc that both started out a queer platonic and one night they just made out so yeah.)

If Lucifer & Lilith found out the other had gotten a new partner/married someone, what if the four just went 'screw it' and just became a polycule?

This could also apply to Adam x Lucifer x Lilith x Eve.

WHY IS IT SO EASY TO PUT LUCIFER IN A POLYCULE THE FUCK???

Anyways.

How would sex work?

Asking for a friend. (Ahem, me.)

👀

[tanema123]

Just some more radioactive hazbin cats au.

Rosie asked for it and Carmilla promised. Some mother-daughter bonding between, Rosie and Charlie, as well as, Carmilla and Vaggie.... Vaggie will allow herself to enjoy this kind of stuff one day. For now, she will keep repeating to herself, that this is all for Charlie. Lol

[charliepunningstar]

Ya know, Ive known Alastor for quite some time and not many people know this about him but he is a very skilled archer!

One could say he's quite the arrow ace. - 🌹

[damnedrainbows]

for your reblogging pleasure

rosie beating al at different speeds 💀 get on my level @alteregozowie

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.111 It's time

We couldn't have asked for more perfect weather for our impromptu lake jaunt. It was the quintessential spring day with warm air, light wind, and zero clouds. But it was spring, and the air was warm, not hot. That meant the water hadn't warmed up yet, and it took us a while to adjust to its frigid grasp. But once we were in, nothing could stop our fun. We swam and splashed and played and kissed and swam some more until the sun began its descent and the air cooled.

A visit to Gilbert Gardens was not complete without a leisurely walk on the trails, so we tried to gather the dogs to walk around the lake with us, but they had other plans. Correction: Rosie had other plans. She always did, and this time they backfired. Poor thing got sprayed by a skunk. She waited for us at the trailhead, whimpering, looking pitiful, and smelling like hot trash. I took her to the outside basin immediately when we got home and had to bathe her three times to get that smell off.

While I was out there, I tended to the money tree and harvested the cash. Another §8,000! I wasn't a great student, but if my math was right, we could move within two days. Time to start packing.

[l0ganberry]

hear me out-

@sami-guinea-arts

This can be a great outcome for Bob since he did die. (And it doesn't take long to know where he ended up)

I already have a thought about this ship.

They would both have tea parties (that rosie would set up and host) where they drink *freshly squeezed* blood and eat dismembered parts (eyes, fingers, brains, things a cannibal would love).

During them, Bob would be the talker since it would be his first time meeting another cannibal with similar taste. Either it being facts he knows, stories about his hunts when taking down victims, interests, whatever he wanted to talk about..... he can with Rosie. Since she might actually have similar connections with Bob.

[lawwrenx]

a normal day in pony town with the gyatt fam

[en-shichi8]

Radiorose doodles🦌🌹

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Apple Seed 14: Almost There

13 Hours Into Labor

Charlie: (breathing heavily) Oh, sshhhhhhhhit!!! Contractions are getting worse! Where's that midwife????

Vaggie: She's on her way, babe. (under her breath) Or at least she better be. Your dad was supposed to call her hours ago.

Charlie: (groans into a cry of pain as another contraction hits and she crushes Vaggie's hand) Gah! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

Vaggie: Hang on, babe. Just hang on. I'm going to be right back.

Charlie: (nods as sweat beads up on her head) Please, hurry back.

Vaggie: I'll be back before you know it. (kisses Charlie's hand and rushes to the door before nearly ripping it off its hinges) Lucifer! Where the fuck is that midwife?!

Lucifer: (eyes nearly pop out of his head) I FORGOT TO CALL SLOTH!!!

Vaggie: ¡Estúpido hijo de puta! You had one fucking job!

Lucifer: (fumbles his phone) I got it! I can fix this!

Lilith: (storms up to Vaggie, trying to get into the room)

Vaggie: (blocks the door) Uh, excuse you? Who the fuck do you think you are?

Lilith: I am that girl's mother. Who are you?

Vaggie: I'm her fucking WIFE, bitch! You're not going in there after being gone for several fucking years! You can wait out here!

Lilith: (shocked Pikachu face)

Lucifer: I made a call! She'll be here in a few minutes!

Vaggie: Good! Alastor, do something productive and get a container of cold water to help cool Charlie down!

-Hotel Door Practically Explodes Open-

Vaggie: What the fuck?! (looks over the railing) CARMINE?!?!

Carmilla: (struts in and up the stairs) Stop shouting, girl. Why are you surprised? Your father-in-law called me.

Vaggie: (glares at Lucifer)

Lucifer: (checks his call history) Oh.... I did.... shit..... I thought that was Sloth.... I'm TIRED, okay?!?!

Rosie: (tip-taps in) Hello, everyone!

Vaggie: ROSIE!!!!! Lucifer! Did you call her, too?!?!

Alastor: (holding a bucket of water) No, that was me. (tries to go into the room)

Lucifer: WHOA!!!! (blocks the door) What the FUCK do you think you're doing?

Alastor: I'm bringing Charlie her cold water. I think if anyone should be going into a blood bath, the prior serial killer overlord and father figure should be the one to do it.

Lucifer: YOU aren't going ANYWHERE near MY baby girl when she's at her most vulnerable!!!

Alastor: Hmmm.... (shadow phases along the floor and into the room)

Lucifer: SON OF A BITCH!!!!

Alastor: Charlie, dear! I've brought you some co- (sees Charlie laying on top of a mound of linens and towels with her legs hiked up, knees bent, and her lower half on full, bloody display)

Charlie: (panting, looks to the door, and her demonic features spring to attention) ALASTOR?!?!?! GET THE FUCK OUT!!!

Alastor: (faints and falls backwards out the door)

Lucifer: HA!!! TAKE THAT, ASSHOLE!!!

Rosie: Oh, my stars! Alastor! (drags Alastor out of the room and sets him up to recover on the floor, fanning his face with a kerchief) Alastor, Alastor, wake up. Deep breaths, dear.

Angel: Ha! Smiles is so pussy averted that even when he spots one in labor he can't stomach it.

Carmilla: ....... (steps over Alastor's body and walks calmly to the bedroom) How far apart are the Princess's contractions?

Vaggie: They're coming about every five or six minutes and last about fifty seconds each. (follows Carmilla into the room) Do we need to worry about pushing yet?

Charlie: (gets wracked with another contraction and growls demonically into an ear splitting shriek) VAAGGGGIIIIIEEEE!!!!!

Carmilla: I believe that should answer your question.

[catwinterberry]

𝕽𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖔𝕽𝖔𝖘𝖊 ✨🌹

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