"But Charlie, how are they going to know how to come home if I don't count them..." his words come out slurred and half mumbled as he struggled to keep his eyes open to speak to his daughter.
Something about her tucking him into bed felt wrong, but he was too far gone to really give it much thought. It just felt nice to have someone taking care of him again...
@helluvahotpot ⸻ Drinking starters. / Accepting
❝I want to go to sleep but I can’t find any sheep.❞ lucifer to charlie
Charlie smiled at her drunk father, moving to hold him up. She could smell the alcohol on him, and she slowly moved him up the stairs to go to his room. When she laid him down and he spoke to her, she looked at him in a bit of confusion before it hit her. Usually you counted ‘sheep’ if you couldn’t sleep. She offered him a sympathetic smile.
“ Oh dad, you don’t need to count some sheep tonight, okay? Just close your eyes and try and get some rest. ” She said softly, moving to tuck him in.
"There's something deeply and fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss?"
@hazbintales said: ❛ will i ever be good enough? ❜ (Stolas to Blitzo)
He needed to leave.
Being around Stolas was too hard now. He made Blitzø's skin itch- like it was too tight and he just wanted to scratch it all off til the feeling went away.
Funnily enough the feeling didn't go away as he walked away. In fact it only got worse the closer he got to the door. With every step quick step his agitation grew, the feeling growing and filling his chest til he felt like he couldn't breath.
But he knew.
He knew that if he got far enough away he'd be okay.
Or he could go back to his apartment and pretend to be okay anyway. Same difference, right? As long as no one knew there was a problem, who was to say there even was one, right?
He's so far into his head that he almost doesn't catch Stolas' words said so softly but still echoing so loud in the silence of the room.
He stopped in his tracks, hands convulsively opening and closing with agitation. He slowly turned to look over his shoulder at the other, brows furrowed in consternation.
"What? What are you talking about? Good enough for what?"
Because Stolas couldn't possibly be talking about being good enough for him. That was the stupidest thing he'd ever thought, and he'd had a LOT of stupid ass thoughts before.
He turns around fully, arms spread out in front of him in bewilderment. "What the fuck are you talking about, Stolas??"
had a busy weekend but i'll be around tomorrow after work to answer asks and whatnot
He chuckled at how excited Lucifer seemed to be about this. It was kind of cute how much like Charlie he was. Guess that apple didn't fall too far from the tree after all.
"Okay, okay, I guess I can't really say no to an exclusive offer like that...!"
❝ well, of course! it's not just the night off. I have a wonderful little spot in the middle of the pentagram. they don't usually allow sinners in, but they'll just have to make an exception. you're going to love it! ❞
"What am I supposed to do with this? Shove it up someone's ass??"
He has a wagon behind him filled with rubber ducks. "Hey, you! Here's a lucky duck for you!" He shoves a rubber duck in the other's hands.
All sentences and quotes have been taken from different media about starcrossed lovers or forbidden love, full of angst, some bold words, some nasty ones, possessive nature and letting someone use you as a replacement. So, some toxic energy in this one. Change pronouns, locations and names as you see fit.
I love you,and I will love you until I die,and if there's a life after that,I'll love you then.
Do people always fall in love with things they can't have?
And there is a difference between having your heart break and having your soul shatter.
I'm falling in love with you.
I'm going to fuck the shit out of you. I have waited for this for such a long time. Consequences be damned.
These violent delights have violent ends.
I’m only human. And you are …all-consuming.
Don’t go into this lightly. If you’re mine, you need to understand I will burn the fucking world to the ground for you.
I will never let you go, do you hear me?
will keep you safe. And I will find a way for us to be together.
If you make me cry at my own coronation ball, I’ll never forgive you.
If you were any less the man you are, I would beg you to take me with you.
If you were any less the woman you were, I would beg you to come with me.
I've known lust. This is something worse. This is a barbaric need to possess, to eliminate, to own. This is madness.
This is lust.
She’s your very own forbidden fruit.
You said you didn't want this.
We all desire what we cannot have.
Have you noticed how the boy looks at you?
Do you think I didn’t notice? The way you look at me when you think I’m not watching?
You are dangerous desire, and I am your prisoner.
We can’t do this on so many levels.
I can't even whisper her name, my heart would burst out of my chest.
But I would fight against the stars for you.
I have ruined your life.
Some lines you just don't cross.
I want to take you under the moonlight.
Having something forbidden is exciting, don't you agree?
The closer we get—the more I let you in…the more dangerous this gets.
Don’t you get it? You’re what everyone wants! But I’m not going to let them win.
Make it so I never have to dream about this again—make it so we can have this…forever.
Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.
We were doomed from the start.
Nothing is as deadly as the love of a powerful man.
But this kiss? It's ruined me. This is the type of kiss I never knew existed.
You sure about that, Dad? Because he's done everything to me.
Are you scared of me now?
You loved me - then what right had you to leave me?
I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.
One moment, you give me everything that I want, and in the next, you snatch all of that away.
It's hopeless. We can never work out.
The world didn’t want us together so I forged a new one where we would.
How could a peacock lust for a lion?
You're tattooed onto my skin, and the more I try to erase you, the deeper you sink in.
I’ve always liked you, from the first moment I saw you.
It's absurd how crazy love can make you...but even more absurd how stupid jealousy can make you.
That you and I are meant to be together, but never meant to be.
Why does fate seem always to conspire against us? To deny us life's simple pleasures?
We'll meet after this war. I'll certainly find you wherever you'll hide.
War makes fools of men and women wanton.
What offends you most, Father? That she's Catholic, or that she's poor?
If my father discovers you here, he'd cut off your little nuts and eat them. He can't stand you.
You tempress, I see you once and all I can think of is having you.
Feelings are forbidden, does not mean we cannot enjoy one another.
The more you deny me, the more I desire you. You are a plague in my mind.
Ever since we met, no one else can compare.
How can I be with someone else, when I’m with them, it’s you I see.
You can have me, think of whoever you love. For tonight.
You can pretend I'm her/him. I don't care. I just want you.
“I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.”
— Death, The Book Thief (via meggannn)
@hazbintales said: Vox took Valentino by the jacket. "Val!" He nearly yelled to try and get the other's attention from going on and on about something Vox didn't care about. Then he leaned down and bit into the other's shoulder to get his attention fully. He pulled back with an unamused look. "You're not going to go after any whores."
Angel Dust.
It always came down to Angel Dust. The very thought of the whore slipping through his grasp drove him to the brink of insanity. To the point where he could hear nothing else but his own thoughts racing through his hair.
Angel Dust- That whore- Angel Dust- That fucking slut- Angel Dust Angel DustAngelDustAngel-
He was aware of Vox trying to talk to him, trying to get his attention but it isn't until the sharp staticy pain bloomed in his shoulder that he was able to snap out of his own anger induced stupor.
"Oh-" his already tense body that had only tensed up further at the sudden pain finally relaxed and he focused on the flat screen of Vox's face.
"What whores?" he asked, draping his arms over Vox's shoulders as he leans forward onto him, a lazy grin sliding across his face. "You're the only one for me, Voxy baby," he purrs, sliding one finger along his shoulder and down his chest to tug on his tie sharply.
indie private and selective multimuse ft. characters from Hazbin Hotel by madi featuring: vox, husk, valentino, & alastor // rules.
credit.
hellaverse multimuse // highly selective & mutuals only // penned by zen
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