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[grlhell-a]

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[duallpa]

SABRINA CARPENTER W Magazine's Best Performances Party (January 4, 2025)

[grlhell-a]

@unholi astaroth said "how long has it been since you've slept?" to ariel.

despite charlie assuring her that she would be safe here in the hotel, ariel didn’t feel safe. how could she when she was in hell? this place is worse than any nightmare her mind could have conjured up, but then again it’s not as if she even had nightmares back in heaven. it’s only been a few days since she fell and she was already contemplating whether or not god would take her back if she went on her knees before him. she’s been face down on her bed crying into her arms for hours or maybe it’s been days, her sense of time seems to be as lost as her sanity.

the sound of her door unlocking followed by muffled footsteps approaching her bed should have her jolting upright. the fact that someone was capable of getting into her room so easily should have unsettled her, but she didn’t care what happened to her now considering she was in the worst possible position she could be in. hearing astaroth’s voice disappointed her in a way she didn’t want to think too deeply about. “probably since i’ve–” she struggled then sobbed loudly, “fallen.” the memory of god ripping out her wings himself pelts her and nausea roils in her stomach. “do me a favor and put me to sleep i’ll never wake up from.”

[deadnow-deactivated20250507]

if u wanna be my lover u gotta get used to me asking if u still like me while I'm bouncing on it cos I'm really pretty and insecure

[alicerohrwacher]

2024 VMAs

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

When their entire relationship is toxic, but they're both so fucked up that it's actually the best case scenario, because subjecting anybody else to either of them would be a human rights violation.

[deathanqel]

@grlhell , charlie ; "we can't keep doing this"

"can't we?" the hand that rested on her knee slid up to her mid-thigh. his gloved fingertips brushed against the hem of her dress, threatening to slip under the fabric and explore more of her skin. it had become a habit the two of them had formed. charlie would make her weekly visit to heaven under the guise of the two working on her plan to save her beloved sinners, and their 'meetings' would always lead to charlie finding her way onto his lap. his hand gives a gentle squeeze to the flesh of her thigh as his gaze bores into hers. "give me one good reason why we can't."

[grlhell-a]

something about azrael always hindered her ability to think clearly. even before things between them turned physical he had a hold on her emotions in a way that muddled her mind. charlie was still unsure if she liked that or not. “trust me, i want to keep doing this. i don’t even know if i could stop myself from seeing you, touching you.” she confessed. it was another troublesome thing about him that she couldn’t wrap her head around; how he was always getting things out of her without even trying much. and with his silk clad fingers on her bare thighs all she could think about was how she wanted his touch more. her fingers gripped his jacket as though it would help keep her mind clear. the way their gold eyes pierced into hers had her wanting to forget this conversation and latch her lips onto his. she willed herself to have some kind of control and she blinked like that would help her gain focus.

if the two of them were found out she wouldn’t get in trouble, her parents would probably disapprove and everyone in hell would make their judgements clear. but they already do that. she isn’t dumb, she knows and hears the things people at home say about her and what they think of her. it’s something she’s used to as well as used to pretending it doesn’t bother her. her status and life wouldn’t change if anyone found out about her and azrael, but his would and that’s what she was worried about. maybe he didn’t think much about the consequences, or he was too confident in them not getting caught, or he cared for her more than she thought and he doesn’t care what happens. the latter was ridiculous to even consider, even though the thought made her heart flutter like a school girl’s. she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if something happened to him because of her. “i don’t want you to get in trouble because of me, i don’t want you getting punished if the wrong person finds out about us. aren’t you worried about that at all?”

[ngkhyn]

[vortahoney]

Bartender… sleepytime tea…. and make it a double.

[bebs-art-gallery]

© slutfocate

[batkingsalem]

Imagine fumbling a bad bitch like Verosika I’d kms

[b1adie]

. . . we would seek the sky, even if we were fated to fall. do not covet eternity. do not fear the moment.

myriad celestia — “if we had wings”

[d3monicas]

anyone else feel like god is just toying with u however he pleases . he thinks hes so funny . well im about to be hilarious

[spravato]

me about to commit blasphemy

[blitzs]

@grlhell , verosika ; "i hate how much i still love you, even after all the pain you've caused me."

still... still ? he isn't quite sure he heard that part right, so he just stares back her ; wide-eyed and brows knitting together in confusion. despite everything, the guilt of how he left verosika that night still ate away at him on those lonely nights where he would spiral into his own drunken solo pity party on the couch. it was one of his biggest regrets leaving her alone that night. had he been more honest with himself and broke down those walls he so desperately kept up all these years, things could have been different between them. they could have had a life together.

"you still...?" he cuts himself off with a shake of his head, still unable to even say that word around her. that familiar anxiety in his chest rose as her words finally settled into his mind. "fuck... ver, you can't just— you shouldn't love me. you deserve someone better than me."

[grlhell-a]

for so long verosika pretended, to everyone and herself, as though she was over blitz. they believed it so easily and accepted her hatred for him despite the borderline obsessive feelings she had towards him. perhaps it was because she used the hatred for what he had done to her to mask how she still feels for him. no one could tell the difference, even herself sometimes could not. there were many long nights spent curled up in her bed crying over blitz and trying to sort her feelings out until she came to the conclusion that while she hates what he did to her she still loves him. it wasn’t easy to accept when she has had plenty of past exes that she was able to get over quickly. the thing with blitz was he wasn’t simply a boyfriend, he was her best friend and that was the worst part. she had lost both in one night. it wasn’t a replaceable man breaking her heart, blitz had always been so much more than that to her.

even as she stands in front of him now her heart aches thinking about the night he left her completely broken. to this day she still hasn’t been able to collect all the pieces and put herself back together. “i don’t want anybody else. i’ve tried being with other people and i can’t, all i do is compare them to you and none of them come close to the real thing. i don’t think–no, i know that i can never love someone the way i love you.” she thinks he may have broken her for good, incapable of ever falling in love with anyone other than him and maybe she’s okay with that because all she wants to do is love him for eternity. “tell me you don’t love me. if you can look me in the eye and tell me you don’t love me i’ll walk away from you forever and i’ll leave you alone.”

[silverchariotttt]

[unholi-a]

@grlhell , charlie ; "we can't keep doing this"

"can't we?" the hand that rested on her knee slid up to her mid-thigh. his gloved fingertips brushed against the hem of her dress, threatening to slip under the fabric and explore more of her skin. it had become a habit the two of them had formed. charlie would make her weekly visit to heaven under the guise of the two working on her plan to save her beloved sinners, and their 'meetings' would always lead to charlie finding her way onto his lap. his hand gives a gentle squeeze to the flesh of her thigh as his gaze bores into hers. "give me one good reason why we can't."

[grlhell-a]

something about azrael always hindered her ability to think clearly. even before things between them turned physical he had a hold on her emotions in a way that muddled her mind. charlie was still unsure if she liked that or not. “trust me, i want to keep doing this. i don’t even know if i could stop myself from seeing you, touching you.” she confessed. it was another troublesome thing about him that she couldn’t wrap her head around; how he was always getting things out of her without even trying much. and with his silk clad fingers on her bare thighs all she could think about was how she wanted his touch more. her fingers gripped his jacket as though it would help keep her mind clear. the way their gold eyes pierced into hers had her wanting to forget this conversation and latch her lips onto his. she willed herself to have some kind of control and she blinked like that would help her gain focus.

if the two of them were found out she wouldn’t get in trouble, her parents would probably disapprove and everyone in hell would make their judgements clear. but they already do that. she isn’t dumb, she knows and hears the things people at home say about her and what they think of her. it’s something she’s used to as well as used to pretending it doesn’t bother her. her status and life wouldn’t change if anyone found out about her and azrael, but his would and that’s what she was worried about. maybe he didn’t think much about the consequences, or he was too confident in them not getting caught, or he cared for her more than she thought and he doesn’t care what happens. the latter was ridiculous to even consider, even though the thought made her heart flutter like a school girl’s. she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if something happened to him because of her. “i don’t want you to get in trouble because of me, i don’t want you getting punished if the wrong person finds out about us. aren’t you worried about that at all?”

[blitzs]

@grlhell , charlie ; "stop saying i'm not taking this seriously!"

"then start taking it seriously" he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before continuing the sales pitch. blitz had thought seeing charlie during the live taping of her segment with katie killjoy had been some divine intervention. did he think he plan was stupid? well, yes, but he admired that she was someone who thought outside of the box. surely someone like that would find his business interesting enough for her guests, but it seemed her bubbly demeanor and overly positive outlook wasn't just an act. she really believed in this whole redemption thing. which meant blitz was going to have to work even harder to sell this idea to her.

"think about it this way: if your guests hire me to kill whatever pathetic humans they want revenge on, then they'll no longer be hellbent on revenge. and if they're no longer hanging onto the past, then just maybe they'll actually want to redeem themselves instead of just taking advantage of the fact that you're letting these fucking losers stay here for rent free."

[grlhell-a]

an assassin coming to her hotel in an attempt to sell her the idea of using him to fulfill her guests' murderous revenge ideas was not what she was expecting on today’s agenda. maybe this meant the hotel’s commercial was getting around hell quite nicely, at least. the smile she forced on her face was strained, like hell she was going to go along with this idea. “as much as i appreciate you wanting to help my guests out, i don’t think that will help them redeem themselves. they may not be doing the killing themselves, but they would be..participating? i guess. i’m pretty certain heaven will see it that way and i’m pretty sure earth has laws against that. i think it’s called second degree murder..or maybe premeditated murder. i don’t know what they call it, but i just know it is illegal and would not help the sinners.” at least charlie thinks it wouldn’t help them, when it comes to heaven she really doesn’t know what guarantees people’s admission into there anymore. there seems to be a gray area which only makes her job harder.

her face brightens as she gets an idea. “but hey, if you wanna help with the hotel, maybe you could recommend the hotel to the people who come asking for your..assistance. you can tell them how revenge is never the answer and won’t make them feel better or solve their problems. in fact,” she pulls out her notebook and flips through a few pages until she lands on the one she was looking for. “that is this thursday’s lesson plan if you wanna join in! after that we do a lesson in forgiveness and how to not only forgive others, but forgive yourself as well. it can get very emotional so bring tissues if you decide to join.” she looks toward the sitting area in the lobby while remembering this morning’s altercation. “on second thought, maybe i should move thursday’s lesson to tomorrow, two guests did have a brawl this morning over a disagreement. which reminds me.” she makes a pen appear in her hand and starts jotting down something on the paper. “okay after the lesson in forgiveness it will be followed by a lesson on how to communicate with our words and not our fists. i hope niffty was able to get those blood stains out..”