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When/how did you first come up with Vincent and Ava? How long did it take to develop their story?

Oh ho ho *cocks lore gun* we're gonna have fun tonight >=]

So as to when, I really don't know to be honest. It was all by chance on how I came up with the story.

I love the concept of becoming something your not. Like "what if there was a gun, that didn't want to be a gun" sorta story. I wanted a story like that, so... I thought of a ghost story.

Simple concept, ghosts, haunted house, which you can still read the concept idea for in the first story of Vincent lurking in the house. Vincent was originally supposed to be a ghost, along with three other ghosts that also lurked in the house with varying personalities, but it's Vincent who has relations with the "Visitor" (aka Ava wasn't made at this point)

It was a bit drab and dull, and a bit cleashae, but I still edited the plot, took out the three ghosts, and just had Vincent. He had a much softer, less cheeky form of personality. Soft spoken, wise, not scaring the shit outa preists, and actually upset of who he is, and that's how it was...

...until I found the existence of Alastor

I absolutely LOVED how Alastor acts in terms of speech, movement, and personality. That and he was a demon. So much more badass. With a ghost, the unnatural abilities are very wonky in my opinion. They can't pickstuff up in one movie but in the next they can? Cam they pick stuff up or not? That and a few other things. With Vincent's design however, he can fly, produce fire and electricity from his fingertips, the whole shebang.

From then on he was a demon, you will see later that he regrets and is sorrowful of what he did in the past, and how little he thinks he has changed, but from what he did, he changed a vast amount, he just had a moment is all.

*takes deep breath* right, now for Ava.

Ava was the simple sorta dansile in distress sorta scenario, someone for the hero to save and get married to in the end... but there's more to her than a plot like that... a lot more.

In Ava's original design plot, she was an adult. Simple as that. But I wanted to get into depth with DEEP things to really put tension in the plot like, hard-core bullying, cheating, and strait-up suicide because it somewhat reflects the life I lived through... more or less that is. And I thought making Ava a grown ass adult wouldn't cut it, which meant her backstory had to be cut.

Her original story was that she was being s##sualy abused by some drunk pervert, chased her into the woods, came upon the house, hid in it, he eventually finds her, and prepares to do some shit I don't even wanna think about, then Vincent shows up and strait up snaps this guy's neck in an 180 degree angle like John fucking Wick. Ava is scared the shit out of her mind and Vincent tries the comfort her by saying idk something like "don't worrie my dear, your safe now" and uses his demonic magic to put her to sleep. She then wakes up in her car the next morning, she goes back to the house and that was the beginning of the story.

In honesty I didn't like this concept, it seemed a bit... much, and now that Ava's 16 it was over the top, so I changed the story that Ava is with her father during a thunder storm, when a drunk driver knocked them of the road and they went tumbling down a hill. Her father died and Ava had severe injuries. By chance, Vincent was lurking not to far from where the crash happend. He took the girl, brought her in the house for shelter and healed her wounds the best he could whilst providing heat with his demon form (aka demons can radiate natural heat from themselves)

The next day Ava only caught a small glance of Vincent before he disappeared from the sound of authorities searching for Ava. They found her and were taking her to the hospital, but before they left, Ava caught a quick glance of a figure in the attic window. And the rest is really empty space for now.

That and- HOLY SHIT HOW LONG IS THIS!

Yeah I just love lore dumping, and it helps me with how the plots work out and such. Hope this answered your question. Hope I see more soon =3

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All righty before I begin I just want to say this is my first smut fanfic and I'm really shy about things like this but I shall try my best! Also I'm not the best at grammar so please don't kill me. Oh this is hazbin hotel lucifer and it's based off another person's fanfic idea that I really liked.

"PREIST" LUCIFER X READER: REPENT FOR YOUR SINS

You had made up your mind, you were going to do it. In just a few seconds you'd walk up those steps, into the church and straight into a conffesional, where'd you'd confess your sin, were you'd confess to the fact that....that you had murdered someone...and got away with it. You shudderd, the memory chilling you to the bone more than the snow that was falling from the starless night, more than the howling wind that numb your cheeks and pierced through you like a knife. A knife, you remembered, that's what took your friends life that night. Sometimes you could still feel the warmth of the blood that stained your hands and coated your clothes, how the suffocating matalic scent engulfed the whole room, burning your nose. Your eyes blurry and sore, whether it be from tears or the alcohol and anxiety that plagued your mind and body , you could not decipher. But it didn't matter anymore because tonight you were going to confess to your crimes. So that atleast Alex could rest in peace, so that just maybe you could find peace. You took a deep breath and began to ascend the pearly white stone steps of the church. Each step felt heavier than the last, as though weights had been placed on your back. You looked up at the angel staues that stood on opposite sides of the door. Thier cold,lifeless stone eyes bore into you as you reached the top stair. Thier gaze was judging, as though they knew what you had done and what you were here for. With one last breath and a shaky hand pushed open the doors.

You cringed softly as the doors swung open slowly with a loud creak. You poked you head into the large room. You'd admit it was a beautiful church. The floors were a dark oak, shiny and polished the wall were white but coverd in art that you could only guess we're of different saints or Bible related stories, the windows were glass and colourful, again coverd in more art. Yes a beautiful church indeed but this is not what was important, what was important and flooded you with relieve open discovery was that the church was empty. Granted it was a little into the night, but that only made it all the more easy for you to confess. It was easier for a secret to be kept when there was only one prying ear and not a hundred. You stepped inside the church,the light dim but sufficient for finding your way. Your shoes made soft clacks as they met the floor with each step, echoing hauntingly throughout the room.

Your heart raced in your chest as you stood outside of a conffesional. you could hear your blood in your ears and feel your head become dizzy as memories and doubts plauged you. 'Were you really doing the right thing?' you scoffed of course you weren't the right thing to do would be hand your self over to the police and tell your childhood friends parents what accually happened that night. That no you hadn't valiantly tried to save thier boy but in accualality had been.... the one to put a knife through his chest. You felt tears begin to cloud your vision. Gods why were you such a fucking monster! Killing a man that trusted you entirely because you had drink one to manny and mistaked him as a intruder. What's worse is that you had the audacity to fucking lie straight to Margret and Joseph cleathers faces. You rememberd tears running down thier cheeks as Margret begged the sky, begged God. why? Just why had her boy been taken from her why?. You knew it be a very very long time before you could ever face them again if ever again. You may not be able to bring Alex back but you could confess to your crimes here and maybe once you stopped being a coward you'd turn yourself into the police. For now however this would do.

Slowly you steped inside the conffesional and sat down on the cold leather seat. It was dark with no interior lights the only thing to illuminate it being the few holes on the wall for you to communicate through. You waited patiently, the silence unsettling, you wished you had some gaurdian angel to help you get through this, if heaven and god even existed that is. Of course if they did, that also ment that hell and the devil did to. Hell..that's where you were going. You were brought out of your thoughts by the noise of foot steps and soft cheerful humming outside the conffesional you were in. The humming was brought to a stop when you gasped, a lighthearted slightly posh accented voice greeted you. "Oh! I wasn't expecting visitors this late!" You heard a giggle "you must be REAL desperate to cleanse yourself.. to "purify" your little ol soul" you cleared your throat stuttering out "I....I-i" you were cut off by the voice again "I-I-I I don't have all night darling! " The voice paused before continuing "hmmmm accually! i'v got all of enternity but I don't feel like wasting it on someone who can't even hold thier liquor past five cups!" The voice laughed merrily. "Sooooo tell me deary what has brought you here whats stained your "pure innocent" soul?" You took a deep breath. This man was strange but something told you that he was trust worthy, although... you instincts had been wrong before. "I" you began hesitant "I..I mudered someone m-my best friend..." You had done it you just confest to mudereing someone, your body felt somewhat lighter now, as though a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. You sat silently waiting for a reaction. You expected disgust or anger.... although nothing could have prepared you for what did happen.

Laughter..loud genuine amused laughter, that's what you heard. Bouncing off the walls echoing throughout the church like ringing bells. It continued for what seemed like eons, you sat in disbelief and shock. You had just told this man you had mudered in cold blood..and he laughs? What the actual fuck!?. You heard hoots and the sound of a hand slapping down on a knee, the laughter slowing to amused chuckles and childish giggles. "Oh my dearest is that all it was!?' he laughed again " when I saw the look on your face I figured you had blown up an orphanage!" There's so much guilt radiating off you darling it's......... Intoxicating" he purred, his voice deepening rapidly. You felt heat flow through your body making you gasp softly. You felt a tingling in your legs and goosebumps erupt on you skin. A low growl met you ears "Darling" he began "it is true what you commited was terribly sinful and it's a guarantee that stain had locked you out of Hevean" he wisperd bringing his mouth closer to the holes " but...I can fix that I can purify you filthy soul of sin don't you want that?" His breathes were getting slower and deeper.. desperate. You were silent for a few seconds the sudden heat in your body making it hard to think "yes" At that small little word you swore you could see a large teethish smile gleaming through the holes.

This is were smut begins if you don't like that please stop reading

Apon the door of the conffesional opening and seeing the man for the first time you had only one word come to mind. Beautiful he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen. He was tall with a built figure and pale skin, blonde curls framed his face and looked silky to the touch, crystal blue eyes bore into you as though they could see your soul they were his most striking feature, truly he looked like a angel. He smirked at your reaction pleased amused. Wasting no time he closed the conffesionals door behind him as he entered leaving you both in complete darkness, stalking towards you. You felt two hands cup your cheeks and roughly pull you forward into a passionate kiss. You froze for a second in suprize before wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing back with just as much force, you lips molding together perfectly. You squeaked as he roughly bit down on you lip, demanding entry. As soon as there was enough room to he pludge his tung into your hot mouth, exsploring his new territory eagerly. You held onto him tightly afraid if you were to let go you'd fall feeling you legs start to wobble. You wimperd when you felt him start to suck the wound he had inflicted on you bottom lip coxing the crimson liquid that he craved so desperately, sucking rougher as each drop hit his tung his eyes rolling back slightly in ecstasy. We he was done claiming your mouth he began leaving hot kisses on your flushed skin, kissing the side of your mouth trailing to your ear leaving littel bite marks after each kiss. " Lucifer" he panted into your ear you looked at him in question "that's my name sweet little lamb" you raised a eyebrow and chuckled breathlessly "how ironic" a preist named Lucifer? what a contradiction. He chuckled deeply before pressing his mouth to your ear "indeed it is darling but even so" he paused for effect " it wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me if I didn't tell you what name to scream out" he purred his accent thick before nibbling your earlobe. You panted and moaned when you felt his warm tung trail down your neck to you throat. You gasped and immediately gripped his hair as you felt his hand trailing down you thigh, running his nail's along the sensitive skin teasingly. You groaned as your core became hotter and began to throb in need as the touches got closer..and closer. They stopped why did they stop "ah ah now now deary not yet.. my job is to punish sinners. You growled at the shit eating grin on Lucifer's face, waving his finger in your face Tuting. "Give me your hand dear" you reached your left hand out in confusion. You were annoyed that he had stopped and you just wanted to do whatever it was you had to do to continue on with your "cleansing" the throbbing in your core was becoming painful and hard to ignore.

He shook his head grinning cheekily "no no little lamb the one that held the knife" you raised your eyebrow before slowly handing him your right-hand. He twirled you around switching your positions, sitting down on the leather seat with you now standing above him. Slowly he guided your hand beneath the white robes he wore to his pants were you felt a large bulge. He gasped gentely at your touch "now dear I want you to stroke it until I tell you to stop understood?" You nodded grumbling under your breath and judging from how lucifer smile widen maliciously he had heard your curses. Gentely you removed his robe and unzipped his pants. Your eyes widened at the size of him, you hadn't been expecting that. Lucifer who had been watching you, resting his hand on his cheek, smirked proudly " now sweetheart don't tell me your afraid~" he cooed mockingly. You looked up at him, you face unimpressed " you know Luci you really shouldn't antagonize a girl who's holding your dick...she might accidentally squeeze a little bit to hard" Lucifer simply chuckled and winked at you " oh please darling..show me just how much of a animal you are...be warned though I'll do the same" he flicked his tung over his teeth at you. You smirked and roughly started to stroke him, your smirk winded when you saw him digging his nail's into the leather and desperately trying to suppress a animalistic growl failing as he threw his head back and moaned wildly. "Aww what's wrong Luci can't handle a few strokes" you cooed, licking the precum that erupted from his tip. You had only a second to blink before Lucifer grabbed your head and slamed it down on his dick, giving you only seconds to adjust before vilonetly thrusting into your throat. " Thats right" he panted "take all of daddy's" he was cut off when you scraped your teeth against him realising a high pitched moan "such-such a good girl~"

It continued like that for a while before he evually came, holding your head down not letting go until he was certain that all his seed had gone down your throat. He fell back on the seat gasping and panting, the conffesionals temperature having rizen dramatically in the span of 30 minutes. Once he had regained somewhat of a thinking mind he picked you up gentely and sat you on his lap. He smiled approvingly as he looked at your face, red and flushed, bits of your hair clining to your face. He chuckled when he saw some of his liquid on your face " such a messy eater dearest" he teased, licked the remaining seed off your cheek, wrapping his arms around you and molding his lips with yours , wiping said seed onto your tung. He absolutely loved doing this with you. He loved the way you got on your knees for him and sucked him off as though you were a starving animal and he your only food force. He made him feel so, so very powerful. It made him feel like a god and you were his worshiper. That's it he had made his mind up, you belong to him now and he was going to fuck you raw until you knew it to.

He smiled at your exspression " what's wrong dear I didn't fuck you that hard did I? Or Am I just that fantastic?" You glared up at him with puffed cheeks "shut...the fuck....up" you huffed breathlessly, wacking him softly in the chest. Lucifer smirked, oh the things he was going to do to you " ho ho! it seems this little lamb still has quite a mouth on her!"

He laughed softly before leaning into your ear and growling in the deepest tone you had herd from him. Each word seemed to echo in an otherworldly way, but you were sure that this was just your mind playing tricks. It was quite, dare you say it demonic "but that's okay because when I'm finished with her" he paused " her throat will be to swore from screaming my name say such naughty things". It happened in one movement. He had picked you up and slamed you against the conffesionals wall and ramming himself fully inside you, not giving you time to adjust as he began to thrust wildly each one harder and faster than the last. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you clawed at lucifers back, leaving deep scratches and marks, which he loved. "Fu-fuck Lucifer!" You screamed, the pleasure overwhelming "that's right" he growled, his voice getting deeper as his true form began to surface "TELL ME WHO OWNS YOU TELL ME WHOS THE ONLY ONE THAT GETS TO FUCK YOU LIKE THIS" he roared, his nail's turning into claws, digging into your back drawing blood. "YOU LUCIFER I BELONG TO YOU ONLY YOU" you cried out, bucking your hips into him. You sank you teeth into his shoulder at a particularly hard thrust, muffling another scream. Lucifer growled at the scent of blood and the feeling of your nails and teeth buried so roughly in him. " Such a good little breeding bitch you are" he groaned as your nails sank deeper " do you know how tightly your cunt is clining to me? Are you that desperate to be breeded my dear? Don't worry.. if your a good little whore and let me fuck the sin out of you I'll gladly put a little prince or princess in your womb" as he let out another roar his horns sprouted from his head. Half his face being his true fallen angel one and the other his human disguise. His teeth became sharp and his tung snake like, one eye pupil being slit and the other the sparkling blue that had drawn you in. "Oh deary me..looks like the cats out of the bag.

He panted his voice fully demonic "suprizessss" he said with a snakish lisp, flicking his tung over his teeth at you and did a little jazz hand before sinking his teeth in your shoulder, the taste driving him crazy.

Your hands griped his horns tightly, trying to keep yourself up as he rammend into you so deep you swore you could feel him touching your heart. "Lucifer f-faster" you wimperd before screaming in pleasure as you felt several things attach to your walls keeping lucifer Inside you, he couldn't move as much but it still felt hevanly. After a few more minutes, you two having been at this for hours upon hours, having multiple orgazims and been in Manny positions you felt your vision start to fade. With one last thrust lucifer let out a high pitched whine before growling lowly and cumming inside you, your jucies mixing together "LUCIFER' was the last thing you screamed before passing out, Lucifer catching you. Gentely he pulled out after all his seed was in your womb, panting heavily placing kisses over all the bites and scratches he had placed on your body. He sat down on the leather chair your body curled up to him, his hand gentely running through your hair checking for injuries. Looking around at the state of the conffesional he laughed there were several large claw marks on the walls and the door was barely hangging on, a pile of both your torn clothing in the corner " wonder how those church goers are going to explain this" in truth he didn't care, no he only cared about the exhausted girl who was currently nuzzling up to him. He smiled softly, placing a sweet kiss on your lips before summoning a robe and wrapping it around you putting on his usual outfit. He was very glad he answered you summons. When had herd you wishing for a angel to help you confess he had fully intend in messing with you... however plans changed, now you were his mate, his beautiful little lamb and he was never going to let you go. With that he summoned a portal to hell and stepped through, you in his arms. One things for certain you had repented for you sins all to the help of a beautiful preist.

Annnnnnd that's a wrap I do appreciate constructive feedback. Sorry for spelling and grammar errors as well if the smutty part want that good. Again I get really shy about those things.