forgot that being obsessed with fictional characters is not something normal people do. I hear someone say they’re too obsessed with a fictional character and for a moment I’m like “???? and what about it? isn’t that like??? normal???” then I realize that for a lot of people, it’s not.
I genuinely cannot imagine not being obsessed with the characters from the media I hyperfixate on and I genuinely cannot imagine not having a piece of media to hyperfixate on 😭
F/o that knows your exact measurements and by that I mean how many kisses it takes from your wrist to your neck, how many to circle your waist, how many to reach your thighs descending from your navel.
Image description: fanart of Charlie and Vaggi from Hazbin Hotel, uncolored but for the red and purple of their speech balloons.
The preview above the cut shows Charlie tilting her head back with her eyes closed and her face flushed toward Vaggi, who rests her chin upon her girlfriend’s shoulder with a slight grin and asks, “Wanna take a break?”
Charlie bites her lower lip and stutters, “O-Okay…”
The artist’s reblog adds a comment by Tumblr user basingamer reading, “Morningstar? More like: Morningwood, ammaright?”
The description for the full image under the original post’s “Read More” is below the cut.
The full image shows Vaggi holding Charlie from behind to the left as one hand pushes up her girlfriend’s partially unbuttoned dress shirt and the other runs a finger down the crotch of her trousers. A close-up shot to the right has them facing each other with Charlie leaning over Vaggi, both flushed and unclothed as Vaggi squeezes her eye shut with a jolt and moans, “Charlie…!! … h-harder…”
Charlie looks down with heavy-lidded eyes and asks, “Are you sure?”
Vaggi responds, “Please!” Her eye flies open with a gasp as Charlie grabs her by the inside of her knee to push up her leg, horns sprouting from the top of Charlie’s head as her eyes turn demonic.
At the bottom of the canvas is a small cartoony drawing of Vaggi lying on her stomach with her butt up in the air as she grips a pillow to her blushing face and thinks, “Why isn’t she putting it in yet?”
Behind her, Charlie’s hair is flowing upward like her horns, tail, and shaft as she puts her hands to her flushed face, eyes widened while she thinks, “OH MY GODDDDD!! This is the hottest shit I’ve ever seen!!”