Literally have nothing to do today so I wanna bring up an interesting dynamic I been thinking about
I wanted to make a Vox x Reader but I wanna finish my LuluLuna fic first
I was thinking of Vox x Virus Reader someone definitely thought of this probably
Like a virus as in one that can devour code or manipulate, destroy it
Maybe a Virus Reader that likes eating code or something lol
Like a virus would seem life threatening to Vox right? literally existing and you are one over Vox in power
So imagine Vox- right, the high and mighty? Literally thinks he’s known around all of Hell- which is true but IMAGINE a hacker that just lives their sole purpose to fuck with him, publicly and privately. Bonus points if the reader is unhinged too.
Like just randomly spawn in hell and it’s a virus-sinner themself that can just corrupt all of V-Tower if they felt like it
I find the dynamic so interesting like would he want to smite them out of existence or try and get them on his side?
This chapters song is: idk just go with a feeling lol.
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After spending a week at the hotel, Sir Pentious kept his word and had spent time with you, more willingly than others, it made Charlie really happy over his progress in redemption, which is a good thing after all!
Not to mention since you being an angel and all- it was kinda a fitting situation when spending time with Sir Pentious.
If he were to be redeemed, he'd be prepared to socialize in Heaven, since you were are an angel, you really helped without even acknowledging it.
You even spent time with his Egg Bois and made sure they tried to stay out of trouble, although they were somewhat out of your control, you had raised sentient stars as your own for eons, specifically the ones you had with you at home before you even... kinda gave them away for labor in Heaven. Now that you think about it, you miss your creations.
You spent all night lying in bed, hoping to fall asleep but you just couldn't for some reason. You began to think and ponder about random thoughts that came to mind and even sometimes it would end up being Lucifer. You would shake the thoughts about him out but all attempts seemed to fail when you got to a serious question to ask yourself; 'what happens if Lucifer knows you're here?'
You sat up in your bed as you stared into the sheets in complete deep thought.
Would he try and banish you for what you done? Where would you go then? Would you just disappear? If both realms deny you, then what..?
Then you remembered, Charlie has mentioned to you about how Lucifer has been really busy and that he doesn't ever go anywhere, so it's safe to say you both may never see each other again.
You sighed before wiping the exhaustion from your eyes, despite being tired, you just couldn't and with your thoughts you know you can't sleep.
You tossed your blankets off your body and slid out of bed, stretching before opening your balcony door. The chilling air touched your warm skin and made your night gown flow with the wind as the doors opened. You stepped out and leaned onto the balcony railing, basking in the calming and cooling breeze.
You stared up at the red skies and city lights, barely noticing the stars that were dimmed away in light pollution. You exhaled softly, quietly listening to the ambience that had complimented the winds. You stayed for a while and began to ponder again, maybe you should go on a walk?
Since you couldn't sleep, maybe you could explore hell by yourself? After being in the Hotel for a bit, you felt comfortable to be here. Most cause of Pentious spending time with you but Charlie was so sweet, you felt right at home more than you ever had in Heaven. You stood up before going back into your room to get dressed, using your powers to close and lock the balcony doors behind you.
After slipping on your angelic attire, knowing you aren't comfortable wearing anything else but that, you wrote a note and stuck a star on it to place on your door, letting the others know where you are at before leaving.
You walked down the hall quietly, seeing and walking past furniture as you felt quite excited to explore for yourself. Before you could turn the corner, a shadow formed in front of you, revealing Alastor standing tall with a smile, you weren't surprised or scared at all since you got used to his surprise pop ups, "where might you be going my dear?" he asked as he tilted his head, you smiled as you walked past him, "I'm gonna go explore if thats okay," you reply as you turn the corner of the hall and stepped down the stairs as he followed, "I couldn't sleep so I was hoping to benefit my time rather than lay around." You say as watch your step.
He shadowed himself down the stairs before he gestured his hand for you to take, "Oh it's quite alright to do so! don't want you to feel cooped up in here, that just wouldn't be right!" he says as you reach for his hand to assist you down the last few steps down the staircase. "Thanks." You say with a smile before walking to the entrance to leave, "Be back soon dear and be safe." Alastor waves as he leaned on his cane. You waved back at him before leaving the hotel to explore hell on your own.
Although it may seem dangerous to be alone, you were well enough capable to defend yourself as a former seraphim. You walked down the hill and onto the sidewalk of the city, letting yourself lead to wherever you may see or find. Although hell-born and sinners ran from the very sight of you, you didn't mind since it made you feel safer to explore, You looked at stores and boutiques, bars and restaurants with many people in the buildings. You obviously weren't going to enter any store since it would most likely wreak havoc and panic among the creatures that screamed the moment they saw you.
You stopped in front of a boutique and gasped in awe when you spotted a beautiful gown that stood in display on a mannequin. You leaned against the window with stars in your eyes not noticing the owner of the store staring at you in fear. You backed away mumbling a 'sorry' with an awkward smile as you continued to walk into the city.
Not realizing where you were going- you bumped into someone and stumbled over them, crashing onto the ground. You groaned in pain for a moment before realizing the situation, "ah- oh my stars, are you okay?" You ask as you sit up, looking at them. "The fucks your problem?" The woman you bumped into shouts angrily at you, picking herself up and patting down her clothes with a strong disliking towards you.
"Oh, I was just- uhm." You stutter as you stand up, awkward and embarrassed. You were now just wishing to go back to the hotel at this point, due to the attention between you and this woman.
The woman in red and dark navy-blue looked at your appearance in distaste, "the fuck are you wearing?" she says as she stares at your tattered dress, making you feel more back down, "You look like you came out of a mental asylum." she adds, making you step back nervously.
'maybe exploring alone was a mistake..' you thought to yourself as you held your arm. Your unresponsiveness made the intimidating woman just stand and stare at you, making her start to notice who you might be, "hold on," she says, making you look up at her, "you're that angel, aren't you?" She asks, stepping closer to you to look at your features, "yeah, the fallen angel: shootin' star!" She exclaims, her hostility disappearing.
"What?" You ask, confused.
"You're the angel that fell like a shooting star about a week ago or so," she says as she scrolls on her phone and shows you a live footage of you in the sky, making you feel awkward once again, "not to mention the stars that rained from the sky too, people are stealing that shit left and right and bidding them like no tomorrow." She says as she scrolls on her phone again.
"Oh." You say as you look away in surprise, hoping now that your creations are in somewhat safe hands. Deep down you know they aren't.
"Well," You exhale as you clasped your hands together, ready to leave the scene as quick as possible, "It was nice talking, sorry for bumping into you," You spoke with a cheery facade as she looked at you, away from her phone, "I was just looking at clothes and exploring, so if its fine with you, I'd like to just go back to the hotel.." You smiled awkwardly, "Clothes?" She asks, not caring what you said at all but that, "Oh, i'm all about fashion. sweetheart!" She says as she leaned towards you with her hand out towards you, "Names Velvette." She said with a smile.
"Oh, uh- Y/n." You smiled nervously, taking her hand in yours. "Well, Y/n," She says as she grabs your hand, dragging you away, "I can totally help get you out of that filth and into something more fashionable." She states, letting go of you, letting you follow her willingly, "Where are we going?" You asked, wanting to make sure it seemed safe to be guided, despite still following her.
"To the V-Tower," She replied rather quickly, "Gonna get you a new fit to rid of that hideous one." She says, insulting your angelic tattered attire. "Oh, alright..." You say quietly, feeling unease gnawing at you but you reassured yourself of being able to protect yourself. The star that nestled in your head was ready to protect you in case anything went south.
Upon reaching the V-Tower, you looked up in awe of how tall it was, You followed behind Velvette through the bellowing crowd of paparazzi and news reporters that gathered at the front, trying to get any ounce of information from Velvette or you.
"Look it's the fallen angel and Velvette!" a voice shouted before you entered the building, making others surround both of you. Velvette ignored any questions they threw at her as she typed away on her phone, meanwhile you were swirling away from overstimulation due to the flood of questions and information. You'd expect the sinners to run for the hills from your presence but due to being next to an Overlord, probably made them suspect you weren't hostile and instead, they'd shoving microphones and cameras in your face, asking bizarre questions.
When you both made it into the elevator, your mind swirled from the abrupt loud crowd and flashing lights, Velvette pushing a button as the door closed, shutting out the crowd. You shook your head to bring back your focus. Velvette hadn't really said a word to you since you both began walking together. You stood quietly in the elevator unsure what to do or say at this point so you just let her lead. Honestly, the nervousness was gnawing at you still and even more, like the gut feeling telling you, you might have walked into a trap.
You noticed Velvette's typing in her phone increased the further we went up the levels. When the elevator chimed, the door opened to a much quieter floor, halls were decorated in red and other colors that uniquely complemented it. You looked down to step out the elevator, avoiding tripping yourself somehow. When you looked up again, a tall, slim figure stood before you, a smile plastered on his TV screen for a head, "ah, if it isn't Miss Shooting Star!" He chimes, arms crossed behind his back as he leaned towards you to meet his height, "pleasure to be meeting you, My names Vox, owner of VoxTech." He introduced, his hand summoning a blue hologram box, revealing the logo of his brand before reaching his hand out for you to shake, his claws a cyan blue, sharp and clean, you hesitantly took it into your own, "pleasure." You wry'd a smile, having no idea who this guy is.
"Uh, excuse me?" Velvette spoke up between us, a hand on her hip and her phone tilted away from her gaze, I pulled my hand away from Vox's, him still smiling, "don't you dare try and swoop one under me, Vox." She warns, making me blink in confusion. "Velvette, my dear," Vox stood up tall again, "this is the Shooting Star we're talking about, how could I not?" He shrugs be walking past her and behind you, his claws on your shoulders, making you shiver from surprise. "Besides, it won't take long! Think of the headlines, the brand." He tried to persuade her as she stared at him blankly although it sounded more of Vox convincing himself. You listened to the conversation on the sidelines, processing that they wanted to do something with you, well him specifically, and you wanted nothing to do with that.
"It'll just be a moment, just a small talk and a few questions!" Vox says as he tried to push you away, but you were in no way wanting to go through what he had to offer. "Pardon me, Mr. uh- Vox." You turned out of his grasp, "I'm only here cause of Velvette and her offer to help me." you smiled kindly and sincerely to let Vox down gently to avoid any conflict, his smile faded making you feel unease before he smiled again, "oh it's no problem, dear!" Vox assured with an enthusiastic expression, "if you ever have time to talk, let me know." He smiled before looking at Velvette who was smirking at him, making him turn away from both you, rolling his eyes and zapping away through a camera. You felt relief when he left, Velvette walking past you as she went back on her phone, "this way." She said as she gestured you to follow again.
Down a hall, you entered a room with Velvette going to the desk that sat directly in the center of the room with papers scattered carelessly. "Now before you can do work for me and all that, we obviously have to make a deal." Velvette says as she closed the door with a swift of her finger, using her abilities.
"A deal?" you ask.
"Yes, a deal." She says as a luminous contract appeared in front of you, showing off the details of what you would need to do in order to have your part of the agreement.
"Just sign right here." Velvette smiled as she guided a feather pen toward you.
You stared at the contract and pen drifting, you were then triggered with a flashback of Sera, who had taken advantage of you, even without needing an agreement, so what would happen if you were under complete control?
You pushed away the contract out of instinct not realizing that Velvette quite literally watched you reject her deal. "Ah- sorry." You apologized, holding your hands down, looking down before speaking up again, "I just-" You began before walking to her desk, pushing away the contract further, "how about an agreement instead?" You asked.
Velvette didn't look very pleased with how her plans were going. She crossed her arms as she looked at your hand reaching out for her to shake, "fine." She says as she pushed your hand away before turning away and going on her phone, seemingly to be texting someone.
She sat down, putting away her phone, "So what agreement did you want to make?" She says as you sit in the chair on the other end of the desk, "Well, I was hoping that for clothes, i'd work under you!" You say with a smile, "But since I also work at the hotel and need to get back in a few hours to do my job there, I could just come to you whenever I have open time for you?" you ask, hoping she would agree.
Velvette didn't seem so pleased but she needed to get you on their side so she just shrugged, "Fine, how about we start right now?" she asks, sitting up from her chair and leaving the room, guiding you down the as you followed, "kinda in a busy schedule later today, plus i'm quite behind thanks to one of my employees uhh, ‘split’ for now."
"split?" you asked, thinking they just couldn't come to work.
"Yeah, uh-huh, anyways do we have an agreement?" Velvette says, reaching her hand out to you as her other hand rested on the door you both had reached. You hesitated but smiled, knowing she agreed to what you wanted, "we do." you say as you shook her hand gently. "Great!" Velvette chimed, pushing open the doors in front of you.
When entering the room full of designers and models, Velvette snapped her fingers, making you turn to her and realize her employees were going towards you, "woah uh-" you exclaimed as they guided you to another area of the room, towards a mirror and removed your clothing, you were confused and uncomfortable, "Don't worry," Velvette said, noticing your unease, "they're just taking your measurements, it's all part of the job you know." she reassured, leaving you in front of a mirror and her employers lifting your arms and guiding the tape across and around your body.
Despite feeling a little anxious, you were also anticipating in what outfit you could possibly wear or get in hell and finally be out of that angelic attire you wore all your life as a seraphim.
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Angel tapped away on his device as he walked down the stairs, he sat at the bar in the parlor noticing Charlie and Vaggie were putting up a banner but not really caring.
Angel opened his social media and scrolled, immediately seeing you all over trending, "Wait, what the fuckk?" He says to himself as he scrolls further.
New idol; Shooting Star!
An Angel works for The V's??!
Shooting Star
Shooting Star is HOT
She so fine!!
You were trending like crazy all over media, he even opened other apps and you would be there, edited or thirst trapped from simple poses you did, Velvette was striking off your curves for everyone in hell to see, knowing you were quite timid, it made him worry.
"Uh, Charlie?" Angel asks, facing to look at her and Vaggie who pinned the left side of the banner she held, "Yes, Angel?" She asks, stepping down the ladder she was on and to give him her full attention, "Duhh, Wheres Y/n? Cause uhh, she's all over media stirring up a storm." He says, walking to Charlie and showing her his phone, revealing Y/n in different posts, outfits and poses.
"Alastor said she went out earlier this morning to explore on her own." Vaggie explained as Angel looked back at his phone and Charlie went back to the banner, he knew what the V's were capable of and he hated them genuinely but you were an angel so maybe everything would be fine?
"Ah, alright." He says, questioning himself a little but brushed it off, hoping maybe you could end up doing him a favor and snap his boss out of existence. You were capable of defending yourself and he knew that. He sat back on the bar stool and continued to scroll on media to try and find details of how you ended up there.
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You were absolutely exhausted. You weren't sure how many hours you had been there but your body was sore from posing and standing with tight clothing that made you feel like you were gonna suffocate or heavy designs that made you feel elegant but also struggled to make you stay in place. You never had the experience or exercise to be physically fit, you could do simple tasks but you relied on your powers for the difficult or heavy ones.
"Alright, that's the last of it, thanks Shootin' Star," Velvette called, "I got a meetin' to go to so choose what outfit you want and I'll call you when I need ya, ta-ta!" She finished as she left rather suddenly, not giving you the chance to say you don't have a cellular device.
You stretched and sighed as you laid on the sofa that sat in the corner of the room, relaxing your nerves for a moment to regain a bit of energy before choosing a design of choice. Upon laying your chest on the sofa and your head on the arm rest, you leaned your head up and noticed the view of how high up you were in this building. You sat up as you leaned toward the window and saw how split some colors were in sections, assuming thats all the different locations of hell and you in the redish-pink one.
"Madam Shooting Star," a designer called out to you, "the outfits have been aligned and are ready for your choosing." She says as she bowed to you, "Oh," you smiled, "lead the way please." You asked softly, following her as she guided you down the room to another.
When you entered the room, there was a row of models standing tall and dressed nicely in dresses and outfits, "these are the designs you are allowed to choose from for today, requested by Velvette herself." the designer stated, letting you walk up to the models and looking closely to the unique designs each clothing had. You were enamored by how much detail each one had, however, you kinda wanted an outfit that was simple, at least something to start off as.
You took your time as you looked at each model, taking one away after another to lower the options of which you wanted, after being left with three models down, you sighed in difficulty from what to choose, you stared at the three models not noticing their timidity from being in the presence of you.
A door opened as another model was shoved into the room by a fashion designer who looked like she hadn't rested in days, "sorry, had a few minor detailed remade in this one last second-" the stressed designer exclaimed but you didn't listen because the outfit on the model looked so simplistic and yet so unique it was perfect, "that one!" You pointed and shouted, running up to the timid model who was quite terrified to see you approaching her, "this one is perfect!" you smiled, holding the hand of the model who nervously smiled back.
"Oh- really?? I'll- I'll get this one ready for you then!" The designer said as she dragged the model back into the room, giving you the dress neatly into your hands no less than a minute later.
You went to the dressing room, slipped on the dress, gloves and looked at yourself in the mirror.
'This would be much nicer with accessories..' You thought, maybe next time you were here, you'd ask for that instead.
When you stepped out of the dressing room, some designers looking at awe, the dress you chosen looked like it was meant for you.
You smiled a little shyly before looking up at the clock on the wall, it was late to be morning but still before afternoon, this made you realize how long you had been gone from the Hotel, not to mention you were quite hungry.
You announced you were leaving and thanked them for the dress and left the room, following down the corridors of the hall. You walked down the long halls, following what you remembered of Velvette guiding you, finally finding the elevator.
After ringing the bell to bring up the elevator and waiting patiently, a spark of blue zapped from a security camera and appeared right in front of you within a blink of an eye. " Excuse my intrusion Miss Shooting Star but do you have time to talk now?" Vox's voice rose, making you blink in surprise, "Uh- yes." You say, rather startled, was he watching and waiting for you? if so, how long? "Great!" He says, before he places his claws on your shoulders like he did before, the nervousness sinking into your gut again. "I just wanted to make a proposal of sorts or maybe a deal." He spoke while walking with you, "Oh? Well I suppose I could hear you out-" "Excellent!" Vox cut you off, making you enter the elevator with him as he rambled, "So what made you go to that hotel of sorts?" He asked as you rubbed your arm, avoiding his gaze, "ah, well I had nowhere to go and while wandering the city, I saw an advertisement of it so I tried my luck there." "I see." He thought as he rubbed the chin of his screen.
"And what about the radio demon?" He says with a tone that seemed more darker, "Oh, uh- Alas-" "Ah- ah," Vox hushed you with a finger to your face, "His name is not allowed in this building." Vox warns making you seemingly confused and curious, "Why so?" you asked making Vox huff a sigh while looking away in distaste, "He's a manipulative, deceiving smiling freak and whatever you do," Vox hovers over you with his height, "never make a deal with that prick." he says with darker demeanor, his left eye being wider than the other with an illusion of a hypnosis making you sink back and a change of your perspective of Alastor, "I see." You say as the elevator bell chimes, him backing off you and exiting the elevator first, his hands crossed behind his back.
You stepped out behind him, the halls were in different shades of blue. Similar to his colors. Seems like this floor was his, an employee of his appeared from the corner to tell him about his reports, seems like his assistant. They spoke below a whisper as you tried to catch up to Vox, only to hear mumbling and not understand what they seemed to speak about but it seems like none of your business.
Vox turned to you as his assistant sped off, down the hallway, "So how was it with Velvette?" he asked you, to start a conversation and try to ease your nerves that you obviously failed to hide, "I hope she hasn't been too harsh on you?" He asks, making you shake your head, "Oh no, not at all." you smiled, feeling yourself slowly at ease.
"This fashion thing has been quite fun, I have enjoyed it so far, the outfits are all so lovely." You rambled, not noticing the TV man gazing at your features from head to toe.
"Do you mind if I ask a few questions? How about over lunch? I'm sure you're hungry." he asked with a smile, making you seemingly agree, "Sure, I think I got time..." you said, not really sure if you did or not, you don't even know what time it was, don't even have a device to show it either. "Perfect, follow me, if you may." He chimed, leading you down the hall once again. You scratched your neck, tired from how busy today felt but hey, you're getting free lunch at least! And from someone who seems trustworthy to right?
You entered a room full of blue, two sofas and a table that sat neatly in between, he raised his hand to gesture you to sit across from him as he sat on the other sofa. Upon sitting down, he began to speak again, "So, how do you feel working with the V's?" Vox asked, making you sit up like it was an interview all of a sudden, "pretty great," you smiled again, "I'm not sure how important you guys are but seeing from how tall this building, i'm pretty you guys have quite the reputation." You say as you rested your hands together on your lap.
Vox snapped his fingers, a butler of his appearing with teacups and a teapot, "tea?" he asks. You happily nod and the butler had swiftly poured you a cup, "and is there anything specific you wanted to eat?" Vox questioned, speaking for the butler, "Ah, something simple would do." You say as you pick up the teaspoon and poured sugar cubes into your tea, stirring. You felt your worries ease away from his hospitality, seeming as he just wants to do business of the sort but you wanted to avoid making any deals whatsoever, hopefully you could come to an agreement rather than make enemies with them.
Vox snapped his fingers, signaling the butler to bow and leave for your meals. "Now back to topic, "How do you feel being the star of hell thanks to Velvette?" he asked, leaning back into the sofa as he cross legged, you almost spat out your tea in surprise, "Pardon??" You asked confused and worriedly, what if Lucifer sees you? recognizes you?? What would happen if he tried to reunite with you- "Being the star of hell! You're trending on every media there is." He explained, summoning a holograms of the trending titles, comments and photos of you that made you look ethereal and untouched. You sank in more of your worries, surely he doesn't recognize you at all from these thousands of years? Maybe you're overthinking this, what if he just simply doesn't care about you anymore cause of what you did, yeah, that's it, he shouldn't care about you anymore cause of what you done, "Oh, wow..." You blinked in surprise, putting down the tea, shaking away any lingering thoughts about Lucifer, "I'm not sure how to feel about this." you asked feeling worry drown you but also bashful from the comments that seemed to flood with nothing but pure positivity, that totally wasn't filtered for your viewing.
"You should get on mainstream media!" Vox raised his hands up while standing up from his seat enthusiastically, "start your new career here! A fallen star of beauty like yourself would have all of hell fawning for you." he persuaded, seemingly trying to get you to stay. You only stared blankly before smiling at him sheepishly, scratching your chin before admitting, "I- uhm, don't have a device for such things."
"You don't?" he raised a brow, blinking in surprise before smiling again, "then no worries! I run Voxtek, I produce technology." He says as he gestures towards an employee of his to go and get his assigned technology. "I'll get you a phone from my brand, free of charge." He smiles as he turned around to face the window, adjusting his tie, "Oh, you're too kind Mister Vox, thank you very much." You smiled, placing your tea back up, "It's no problem, I got a few more questions if you don't mind?" He kindly asked, making you comfortably nod for him to continue, "ask away."
"It may sound personal but I am wondering, as CEO of a news station," He points out as he stands up, "May I ask what abilities you possess? People all over hell are terrified of the star fall that happened during extermination day and it would put the people quite at ease if they understood what these stars did." He explained as he pulled out a star from his pocket, making you blink in surprise.
He gently placed the star into your hands and for some reason, having this star, overwhelmed you in comfort. "From extermination day, I had gotten this from an employee." He explains, taking out the part how his employee used it as a gift for Vox to spare their life.
"Thank you," You say genuinely, "and to answer your question," you say as you looked up at him holding the star, using your power to give energy to it, "My abilities are simple, the stars that rained on extermination day have stardust that heals, I was hoping it would rain dust so it could heal the people in hell," You explained, showing Vox the star that had star dust falling from it. You placed your hand under the star to collect its dust before rubbing it into your wings, feeling a cooling sensation on your feathers.
Vox was quite fascinated from the visual explanation, "that is a very unique power you have, Y/n." he complimented, sitting back down as his butler returned with two plates, "Your meal has arrived." The little guy stated as he put the food down onto the table, each in front of you both.
It wasn't long before two of his employees came back with a box, perfectly fit to hold a phone. The worker gave the box to Vox before leaving rather quickly, leaving the other member of staff standing there holding a tablet making Vox sigh, "what is it?" he said to the man while you ate your meal quietly, The assistant whispered while covering his face with a board to avoid hearing you.
"I see," Vox sighed, "I'll be there in ten." He waved off his assistant, letting him leave. You blinked as you sipped your tea again, Vox standing up and handing you the phone box, "Here you go Miss Shooting Star, I had it already prepared for you to use, making all the accounts and such," He turned away, "Sorry to end our conversation so abruptly but I have quite a few things I need to get to, feel free to stay as long as you'd like." He says before pulling up his phone, "And feel free to call me or Velvette if you need anything." He says as he smiled at you, turning away to call someone, leaving you alone in the room and your new device.
You blinked blankly from how quickly he left you there, you opened the box to see the device, perfect and new without a single scratch that's yet to be made. You turned it on, immediately noticing the time, it was literally afternoon, Charlie must be worried about you by now, making you quickly eat your meal before standing up to leave, taking a last sip of your tea and gathering a bit of dessert on a napkin to maybe give to Charlie as an apology.
You put your phone back into the box and into your pocket, holding the dessert in hand, leaving the room and walking down the hallways, reaching the elevator and sighing from how tired today had been for you. You kinda just wanted to go to the hotel and sleep for the next sixteen hours or so.
After a while the elevator chimed, signaling that you can enter. You stepped into the elevator, pushing the button down the first floor and standing idly by as the elevator music played, accompanying the silence.
It definitely took a while to get down to the first floor as you watched the number go down on the elevator, waiting for it to finally hit ground level. The elevator stopped after reaching the floor, chiming for the door to open and when it did, the whole first floor was full of paparazzi.
'Oh shit..' You say in your head, forgetting all about them from earlier.
It wasn't even a second later before they rushed to you to interview you and ask questions, making you immediately jolt back after stepping out the elevator. You thank the stars when VoxTek security pushed them back from you, sensing that Vox already had you covered for when you wanted to leave. You silently thanked him for that.
You felt relieved after leaving the building and finally being greeted with the outside. You felt even more grateful when the security made sure no news reporter or journalist tried to follow. You felt ecstatic when you could finally go to the hotel to rest or just talk to one of your friends again. You walked down the roads to try and remember where to go again to find the Hotel.
You looked up at the sky to see the dusty clouds and red skies, noticing the white glow of Heaven, you frowned as you stared at it, feeling a sense of melancholy. You shook your head, looking forward at the path again, trying to forget about your long lost home.
While walking down the city, you began to realize something.. people aren't running away from you, they are distant, yes, but they aren't avoiding you like the plague anymore, that itself made you smile, this fashion thing was actually doing you more of a favor than you anticipated. You thought that if you had a change of outfit, people would be more at ease but now people notice you and shrug it off, seemingly noticing you aren't considered an exterminator or threat anymore.
Obviously you can still be considered dangerous but they see now that you aren't here to paint the place more red than it already is.
"Hey, is that Y/n?" A familiar voice called, snapping you out of your thoughts. It was Angel dust and the rest of the group.
"Oh my gosh, Y/n!!" Charlie called out to you, running up to you in a hug, seemingly worried as you expected, "Oh, hey Char," You smiled in her squished embrace, "And guys." you say, waving to them from Charlie's hug.
"Where the hell have you been?" Angel asked, knowing damn well where you were. "Well uhh, I ran into this lady named Velvette and she kinda dragged me to their tower.. I dunno long story," You explained, being released by Charlie and giving her the dessert, smiling and saying it was for her, her eyes shined in joy, knowing she loves sweets.
Vaggie then walked up to you both, "well since you're here, care to join us?" she asked, making you nod, "sure! what are we doing then?" You question, "Todays assignment is trust exercises!" Charlie exclaims in excitement, eating the dessert you had gave her, sharing some to Vaggie.
"And.." Angel cut off, walking to you, "before we go, I need to ask ya somethin'," He says to you, his top arms holding your shoulders and the bottom two on his hips. He leaned down, whispering to you, "You didn't make any deals did ya?" He inquired, looking around to check if anyone was listening too close, "Uh, maybe.. why?" You asked, a tad confused, "Y/n!" He whispered shouted, cursing under his breath, "The V's are fuckin' bad people! nothing but trouble!" He continued to quietly shout at you, shaking you, "We'll talk about this later," He sighs, leaning away from you, "come on guys." Angel sighs, leading the way to the next location for your exercise of the day.
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"So Velvette," Vox says as he sat in his desk, "did you get her to sign a deal?" he asked as he rested his screen under his hands, Velvette doing her usual antics as she tapped away on her phone, "ugh, she avoided signing any deal, the bitch pushed away the contract like she knew," She rolled her eyes, "only managed to come to an agreement." she finished as she rolled in her seat as Vox sat to think, "what was the agreement?" "i'd give her a new fancy outfit or trinket to her liking in return for work, it's such a drag," she scoffed, "especially when you told me to agree to her terms no matter what! You owe me for that y'know." Velvette reminded Vox as he smiled.
"All in due time my dear," he says as he stood from his seat as Velvette deadpans, knowing his schemes, "thanks to you, we're one step closer to have that star in our grasps." "uh-huh" Vel says as her phone chimes from each tap on her mobile keyboard, Vox frowning from her unenthusiastic demeanor.
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After following Angel to who-knows-where, you kinda wish you just slept in or something.
“Angel! What the actual fuck?” Vaggie asks as you sank back into the group, wanting to avoid any interaction of what this place was.
You slipped your phone from your pocket to distract yourself as Angel and Vaggie dispute their differences.
You opened your phone, seemingly to try and understand the device, it was quite interesting to have as you tapped random applications, opening to random medias, videos and photos.
After a bit you collectively took note of what each button did or how they functioned.
Soon you began to start liking posts, finding the search bar and started searching your interests, liking those as well.
You blinked away when Husk ran past you, exiting the building, reminding you where you even were.
You noticed Vaggie saying something to Angel you couldn’t quite catch as she held Charlie away from the rather unique individuals that surrounded her.
“It’s no big deal, Vaggie,” Charlie tried to assure her, “You know maybe I can just help, uh—“
“I’m gonna step outside while I wait,” You spoke, “This place isn’t quite pleasant to stay in.” You input, trying to not take in the sight of the building you were in more than you had to. Charlie and Vaggie looked at you with empathy and understanding but Vaggie still had a goal set in for herself today, “No. I told you, you could trust me,” Vaggie turned to Charlie as you sank away from the room, leaving the building to wait instead.
Stepping outside felt more refreshing that you took a deep breath, sighing in relief.
“You too, eh?” a familiar deep voice spoke, Husk leaning on the wall, “Yeah,” You smiled, “Was a little too cramped in there.” You say as you approached him to stand nearby, trying to make small talk.
“Mhm.” he said dryly, crossing his arm as his feathers rested against the brick wall of the building, noticing the details of his feathers in perfect condition, making you side eye your wings that still needed recovery, usually they’d be healed by now but since you’re in hell, maybe your body is adjusting differently, slowly.
“Here,” Husk says as he reaches his hand out, “Found it wandering about.” You reach for the item in his paws curiously.
You sensed it as soon as the trinket fell into your hands, a faint star, one from extermination, still dimly glowing.
“Wh-“ You were at a loss of words, “Where’d you get it?” You asked, wanting to know more specifically.
Husk leaned down against the bricks again, “Literally on the street,” He waved his arm up, his hand pointed toward the road, “they’re rolling around all over hell you know.” He says as he turned to face you, in which you looked back at him with doe eyes, pupils seemingly glittered like galaxies with a smile, “Thank you, Husk!” You chimed, holding the star in your hands before emitting your ability of stardust to clean the star off from the residue it had collected.
“Sure.” Husk says as he turned away, his smile sinking through his facade.
Seeing you act like a child who just got candy made him feel slightly less dull today.
You and Husk turned your attention when the buildings door opened, Vaggie exiting the building first, then Charlie and then the rest. Nifty stepping out last.
“Alright let’s go.” Vaggie demanded, everyone following her, Husk groaned before treading behind the group.
You wandered a little behind, focused on the star before a figure slithered beside you, “Oh! Miss Y/n, did you find another?” Sir Pentious spoke, his hisses being noticeable in his words.
“Well, yeah! Actually it’s thanks to Husk, he just found one walking about.” You smiled as you held it dearly in your hands as you walked.
“I do hope I can find more before they fade away.” You spoke but more towards yourself, “Well, maybe we can since we’re walking around the city for now.”
“Plus they seem to be posted and trending all over Sinstagram.” Angel butt in, towering between you and Sir Pentious.
“Wait- really??” You say as you placed the star onto your chest like a pin, pulling out your phone to open Sinstagram on your device, typing away on the search bar to find anything, the search being:
Shooting Star
Falling stars
Stars from the sky
Or anything related to the terms.
You did find photos of peculiar sinners finding them all around hell like trophies, some even being pitched in for sales and it irked you. They aren’t for sale! They existed to heal the wounds that the angels decided to give to the sinners and they’re treating them like this??
You wish you could just recover faster, your weak state making you only to create for now, in order to recall your creations or even locate them, it requires honed focus and a calm state but you were beyond stressed from the life you had to live now and your wings still bother you with an ache and a sting now and then.
“Alright, we’re here.” Vaggie spoke up before guiding us to walk in the building, the surroundings being eerily quiet.
Suddenly when reaching the top, loud echoes of bullets being fired filled the silence, Charlie looked over the building, noticing the surroundings and where we all were gathered together in, “This is how you trust people?” Charlie shouted in surprise, arms raising over the edge as everyone looked over as well.
Vaggie stood tall and proud of her idea, confident in this plan being effective.
You sank back, not really feeling at ease with violence being a ‘fond’ memory.
“There is nothing stronger than the trust between comrades and arms.” Vaggie spoke, her voice sounding more of the tone of an elite soldier, “Buckle up, butter cups, because today you boys become men!” She smiles as an explosion erupts nearby, the impact making her hair flow by making her smile all the more intimidating.
“You,” Vaggie says as she approached Sir Pentious who tried to flail his arms in defense, “are going to survive together!” She says as she swooped him up and threw him over the building, Angel being next, meaning it was your cue to run.
You tried to slip away, Husk too! When trying to reach for the door Vaggie grabbed ahold of you, making you freeze from fight or flight, “wait- wait, wait!” you tried to explain, “i’m an angel! I can’t fight sinners!” You tried to reason, “Just use your fists, you’ll do fine!” Vaggie says as she threw you over, “My wings arent even healed!” You shouted as you fell into the dirt with an “oof.” Your heart beginning to race in panic, this feels all too familiar.
You picked yourself up, faintly hearing Charlie from atop the building, an explosion made you whip your head to the noise it erupted from, trying to sneak somewhere to safety.
You can hear Angel screaming in the distance, cursing at Vaggie as he fought off an enemy on the field.
You noticed Sir Pentious who was pinned under a sinner who was swinging at him, making you anxious, surely you could do something?!
Then it clicked.
You pulled the star off your dress, using your mana to collect its stardust, before pouring it back onto the star like glitter, making the star hover and spin in your hands like a disc.
Perfect.
You held the star with a wave of your finger before swishing it around to Pentious, knocking the sinner off of him in a swift manor, helping Sir Pentious escape the field and take cover.
You didn’t want to hurt sinners, that was not your objective.
You made the star solid enough to hurt like a nickel being smacked at you from a slingshot, surely that doesn’t hurt right?
Well at least it doesn’t kill them.
An enemy noticed your presence and hid away to plan a sneak attack as you helped Sir Pentious.
The serpent managed to take cover behind Angel Dust who was fighting off demons, making you turn your attention to him to assist.
You used star dust like a string, retracting the star between the string like a rubber-band, imitating a slingshot with the ‘L’ shape of your thumb and finger.
You had one eye shut as you aligned the star to your victim and released, the star smacking the back of their head to immobilize the opponent.
Angel looked at your direction before smiling at your striking shot, raising up an arm in victory.
You smiled like it was a silly game, before Angels smiled faded.
“Y/n! watch out!” Angel warned, making you turn.
An explosion echoed, making you duck for cover from the loud sound it impacted on the building next to you.
The building was old and ruined, abandoned and full of debris.
That debris was falling right above you, you spread your wings to make a swift escape only to realize-
“god damn it.” You groaned from the typical situation.
Wings are still healing.
You dodged as much as you could from the falling building, the debris colliding with the ground and it fogging up the area in dust particles making you cough.
Angel ran up to you in concern, trying to find your whereabouts in the dust.
“Y/n? y’good?” He called.
“I’m fine!” You chimed in reluctance as the smoke of dust cleared, “phew, that was a close one.” You huffed a laugh, looking at Angel who stood and raised a brow.
“D’yehh, not sure ‘bout dat one.” He looked away from your predicament that you hadn’t seemed to catch onto just yet.
You turned to see what he seemed to notice, your smile fading as it seemed, uhm.
Your legs were mangled under a large broken wall that fell atop you.
You blinked as it seems the adrenaline hasn’t let you process the pain you were about to feel very soon before simply shouting a very calmly,
“WHAT THE FUCK-“
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Charlie bandaged your legs as you sat on the sofa in the small parlor, the rest of the group laughing about the fight in the field.
Your legs were fucked but it’s fine, totally fine.
Not like you can fly either.
“I’ll be sure to help you into your room, do you want to go now?” Charlie asked with sincerity, her voice laced with care and sympathy for the incident.
You simply shook my head, “No, I wanna stay here for a while longer for now, thank you though.” You smiled before Charlie got up to leave, putting away the first-aid that was there when you first arrived.
You joined in on the laughter, the banter about the war zone you all survived in.
The smiles you all shared together eased the pain of what happened to you but it also seemed to light something in your heart.
Something that subtly settled the yearning that silently screamed your subconscious.
Content Warning: Angst to comfort, Birthday blues, another vent fic! (mb) Neglected/Abandoned friendship. Also this fic takes place in like a Highschool AU? I guess.
Synopsis: It’s your birthday! Who could possibly forget that?
Further Note: ITS MY BIRTHDAY RAHHH (4/11)
(Insert bday art here idk lol im working on it)
You sighed as you stared out the window on the second floor, head resting under your hand as you leaned into your desk. You watched the birds chirping in the trees, neglecting your work assignment your teacher had given you twenty minutes ago. You never did your work in the first place anyways, you were always doodling or drawing on them, not feeling motivated to do much else.
You heard footsteps approaching you while you were daydreaming, you turn to see your teacher had placed your paperwork down onto your desk, not giving you a glance. You look down at the paper seeing the usual grade you always get, another ‘F’ like anything else. Usually you just don’t turn in any paperwork, you grab your paper from the desk and shoved it in your bag, it already being long forgotten.
You looked out the window again, gray clouds covering the sky, making the day feel all the more duller. Halfway through the day, the bell rang, signaling it was time for lunch. It was the only time you actually enjoyed throughout the day, all your friends and you would hangout together for the good hour of the school day, you grabbed your bag again, putting it against your back, standing up and leaving the classroom. Many kids your age had walked past you, talking to their friends, going to classes and hallways to meet and hang out, the same you were about to do.
You turned in the hallway towards the stairs, following down as the kids flooded every corner of the building. After escaping the staircase you walked down the long hall that passed by the principals office and school library, reaching the cafeteria that held kids as they shouted and ran. The school felt flawed on how many open windows there were, letting random public eyes stare through the schools windows, seeing the many children that were in the facility, it really did bother you but no one seemed to care at all. You put your bag down at one of the small tables in the cafeteria room, walking to the lunch line to get your ‘healthy nutritional meal’ the schools claims them to be.
You scrolled through your phone as you waited, feeling the anxiety gnawing at your body as if the whole school was staring at you. They weren’t obviously but it still felt that way no matter what you did. It was terrible. Your anxiety chipped away when you saw Lucifer walk in the cafeteria, placing his bag next to yours, he saw you waiting in line and waved at you with a cheery smile, you waved back, smiling as well shyly.
He hopped in line with you, not caring what others think. You craved his confidence, confidence that gave you the ability to express yourself without caring or feeling everyone’s judgment upon you. “Happy birthday, Y/n!” He chimed loudly, making your heart sink from the attention you were nothing gathering but you tried your best to brush it off as you tried to keep your focus on your best friend of three years. “Oh, thanks Lulu..” you say nervously, hugging your arm.
“I made you a little something for your birthday but I’ll show you after we get our lunch!” He says excitedly while you both stepped further in the line, grabbing trays and a small milk carton to drink and putting them on your trays, stepping further down the line, getting your meals next, “so what do you plan on doing today?” He asked, looking at you with his ruby red eyes and rosy red cheeks, making your face heat up, “oh, uh.. nothing really..” you say, saddening at the loss of what to do, you felt like it was just a day closer to death and it made you worry.
“Aw don’t worry,” he says nudging you a little, “we can think of something together!” He smiles at you, his fangs showing as he tilted his head. You smiled and looked away, your face feeling more hotter the longer he stared at you.
After you both had got your meals, you both sat down together at the small circular empty table, making you wonder, “where is everyone else?” You asked, looking at Lucifer while he dug in his bag after putting his food down, “oh they’re hanging out with other people today in clubs! Wanted to join em but I didn’t want to leave you here by yourself.” He says as he pulled out a paper, turning to you, “here, I made this for you!” He says, eagerly showing his gift, it was a drawing of you and a bunch of ducks… as if he doodled them out of boredom, “oh, thank you so much Lulu.” You smiled, taking the drawing from him and admiring it with a smile, “it’s really cute.” “yeah? I’m glad!” He says, zipping up his bag and putting it on his back, picking up his tray, “I got to hangout with someone today, we have to discuss our project together but I promise to come back!” He smiles at you comfortingly as your smile faltered, “oh, alright then.” You say as you bring your smile back on your face slightly, trusting he would keep his word.
He left the cafeteria, leaving you alone with no one else. When the year began, your lunch table would be full of your friends, filled with even your friend’s friends, then later over time, your friends started separating in different hang out spots, leaving you here now, alone at your table on your birthday. You sighed as you waited for Lucifer to return, those seconds turned into minutes as time went by, your lunch felt unbearably long as you sat there listening to the other kids around you laughing and smiling, enjoying each others company as they conversed, making you feel all the more lonely. You felt too anxious to try and look for him, wandering the halls while people even gave you a glance in the halls was the last thing you wanted. You wish you could have just been invisible, you think it’s all the better to avoid everyone. Well, it’s not like the opposite is happening to you currently, who would want to even talk to you? You poked at your food, not feeling hungry and definitely not eating whatever the school serves.. it doesn’t even look nutritious or healthy.
You decided to throw your meal away, seeing as Lucifer hadn’t come back yet and lunch was almost over, you still expected him to come, even if he was a little late. He promised. You decided to go on your phone, distracting yourself with the little time there was and not before long; the bell rang.
It seemed like he did forget, even though he promised.
You sighed sadly, slightly betrayed by the trust of that promise, you were going to talk to him about it later.
You opened your bag and took out your binder before you left the cafeteria, staring down at your feet as you held the binder, hugging it. You avoided everyone’s and anyone’s gaze as you walked down the hall, your next class was upstairs, so you had walked up the crowded stairs, feeling your anxiety gnawing you as everyone pushed to go up the steps, when you made it out, you exhaled a breath quietly, not noticing you were holding it. You went to your next classroom door, waiting there as you held your binder, finding comfort in it as if it was like a shield from the world, it wasn’t long before you heard a familiar and loud laugh, you looked up and saw Lucifer with Lilith, he was smiling widely as he walked past you, not even acknowledging or noticing you, your heart sank, it further confirmed that he had actually forgotten about you and it hurt you. You raised your binder up to your face, hiding the tears forming from watching Lucifer happily spend time with someone else rather than you.
To you, Lucifer was your first. In a room full of people, you would choose Lucifer but as you watched Lucifer walk down the hall, looking at Lilith so attentively, you could tell he would never choose you. The thought made you go further into a rabbit hole, if Lucifer was the closest person to you in all the people you have had ever met.. does that mean no one would choose you as their first? You sucked in a breath, feeling your tears start to flow, you immediately wiped them away, your anxiety rising in you again, you were afraid someone would start asking questions or concerns and that would make your crying worse.
The teacher finally opened the door and you walked in first, looking down and using your hair to hide your tears, you sat at a desk that was at the corner of the wall, you turned to it, hiding your reddened face. You quietly sniffled as you used your sweaters sleeves to wipe and clean your face, you tried to distract yourself with something else, trying to stop the tears and thoughts, embarrassed to cry in public. You just wanted to go home and hide in your bed, hide away from the world.
You ignored the teacher as she began to ramble on with her lecture, you picked up your pencil and pulled out a paper from your binder, drawing and doodling to distract yourself. You felt completely blue, you didn’t feel like it was your birthday anymore after seeing Lucifer had forgotten or stopped caring about it anymore, you looked at the drawing he had made you and you were holding onto that sliver of hope that maybe he just didn’t notice you in the hallway and you were just being dramatic, thats all.
You lied to yourself, finding a sliver of comfort in it and that was the whole point. You always lied to comfort yourself, it was a coping mechanism at this point and it was the only comfort you could find in your life currently. When you pulled out the drawing Lucifer had made and saw yourself smiling on the paper, you wish you had felt the same way the drawing had did. You wanted to just have a birthday where you sat at the middle of the table, a cake in front of you lit in candles, you wanted all your friends and family to be surrounding you, singing and telling happy birthday with smiles on their faces, it’s all you wanted for your simple birthday.
Although you couldn’t see it being true to happen, you could just daydream and even draw it the scenario and thats what you did. You drew yourself and all those ‘friends’ you had, it was terribly made but it made you somewhat smile, you felt like you were in the drawing somewhat, like it actually happened and wasn’t just a doodle to cope, it felt surreal.
after one drawing, you drew another, indulging yourself in a fantasy with art, you kept drawing yourself in scenarios of you and characters you had made, blocking out the reality of your classes and school assignments as you were wallowed up in your own world, living in it now.
You had spent the entire day drawing, relieved school was now over for the day, you got the chance to finally look for Lucifer and talk to him, hoping he didn’t just completely forget you like everyone else had.
After going down the hallways, heading toward the front of the school for buses and car pick ups, you saw Lucifer talking with Lilith but that didn’t matter, what mattered was that he would go to your party - if he even remembered.
“Hey Lucifer, are you still going to my party?” you chimed, throwing your anxiety and intrusive thoughts out the window for a moment to ask him that question genuinely. You had spoke rather loudly, alerting people around you but you definitely caught Lucifers attention, when he turned to you, your smile faltered. Lucifer was looking at you and not in a pleasant way either, he looked at you with an estranged look, like as if you were a stranger and was confused as to why you were even inviting him to such an event. It made you step back in surprise from his expression, you looked around you and saw people staring at you, Lilith included and it made your heart sink, your anxiety spiking from the judgmental looks that surrounded you.
You began to panic, seeing all eyes were on you now, you waved at Lucifer, laughing nervously as you wanted to leave the situation quickly, “nevermind, i’ll figure it out!” You say awkwardly before walking out the building rather quickly. You hid at a corner of the school panting, you threw your bag to the side as you leaned against the wall and sat down, hugging yourself as you tried to calm your breathing, your tears falling down your face from the stress of the situation you were in a moment ago.
You wiped your face, hearing your phone in your pocket buzz. It was your mom, she texted you that she was here to pick you up, you felt rather relieved. You didn’t have to endure the bus ride home and you could avoid Lucifer too, you cleaned your face as quickly and perfectly as you could, grabbing your bag as you stood up to text your mom where you were specifically.
After a bit, your tears dried up and your mom drove to the lot, you walked to the car, getting in as you set your beg next to you, looking at your mom with a smile.
It was a comfortable drive, your mom had asked you what you had wanted for your birthday, a cake was included. As you spent time with your momma, you had gotten yourself a laptop, your mother agreeing to pay it for you, you were happy and rather excited to be able to use the new device for your school work (further art projects).
The way home was rather rejuvenating from the dreadful day you had to endure, feeling like no one had wanted to even or care about your day of your birth, your mom had made it all the more better, he sweet smile and a song chimed of your birthday, your family somewhat cared, they cared more than what you had expected, it was much but it was just enough for you to feel better about your day.
You had clicked and messed with your new laptop your mom had gifted you, not caring about the know at your door. You saw your mom was on her way to open it anyways so you didn’t bother as you kept typing in your notes and opening sites as you smiled only for time to stop when you heard a familiar male voice at the door, asking and calling for you, “Y/n is home right? I didn’t see her at the bus stop on the way home like we were supposed to.”
You stood up to go to the front door curiously, your mom smiled as she spoke, “yes, shes right here!” she chimed, turning to you and gesturing you to talk with your friend at the door, you saw the familiar blonde and immediately knew it was Lucifer, you wanted to just close the door but that would make your mom raise concerns you didn’t want her to worry about, “Happy Birthday Y/n.” Lucifer smiled at you, dressed somewhat formally, he was wearing something different than what he wore at school, you smiled nervously as you avoided his gaze, “thanks..” you say as you fiddled with the front door knob, kinda just wanting to hide away in your room now.
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cliffhanger and rushed, mb gang (just wanted to get this posted.)
Wasn't tagged, but saw one of my favorite people on it (@heart-of-the-morningstar) and had to join in.
Unsurprised at being Neutral Good with a Lawful leaning. I then had to make one of my D&D characters (Lycia, werewolf druid, the wolf being her shifted form lol)
And tagging if they are interested @bat-boness @raindropsfromheaven @starlightdreaming @copper-skulls
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After losing you a few days ago, Heaven was fine, no one knew what happened between you and Sera- except Adam but he kept quiet, He didn’t like you after what you did to Lute, he felt rather humbled from when you stopped and dragged him back to Heaven and it pissed him off entirely.
Sera was at her desk, finishing her work in the same room that had been covered by your blood days before but she cleaned that up before anyone would discover the incident. It was all fine until-
knock, knock, knock.
“Come in.” Sera says as she put her attention away from the papers she was focusing on, she sat up straight before Emily came in, panting and disheveled, a worried look on her face, “Emily?” Sera’s body relaxed into her seat, seeing as it was only her sister and not some official business, “What is the matter dear?” Sera asked with concern as Emily ran up to her desk tossed down whatever she had in her hands, “Where’s Y/n?” Emily asked, “The stars she made around the city are hurting, I can feel their pain.”
Sera looked down at her desk to see stars Emily gathered, they chimed weakly in sorrow, Sera didn’t know what to do but she did know what to say, “Y/n is…” she pauses, trying to remember the cover up story she made for your absence, “Y/n became fallen.” Sera says, Emily shocked and surprised, “but how? she says, trying to find any reason why you would, “A few days ago, she hurt many of our people, our people,” she half lied, “so she had to go.”
Emily looked down at the weakened stars on the desk, the stars seemed to have sensed your absence in Heaven and that’s when they began to grow bleak, “I didn’t even get to say goodbye,” Emily saddened, holding up one of the stars that squeaked to her, trying to tell them it’s woes, “how come no one told me about her becoming fallen?” she asks her sister, feeling a bit hurt from being left out in the blue, “she’s was hostile and dangerous,” Sera stated, lying behind your back to keep Emily at bay, “She had to dealt with quickly and she was.” She spoke, Emily softly poking the star with a boop to comfort it, “A week ago, I started sensing their dismay and before you know it, they are slowly becoming weaker,” Emily says as she walked around the desk to get close to her sister, she gave the star to Sera to hold, to see if Sera could feel their pain.
Sera held it with both hands, observing the star, the star sensed Sera’s presence and touch, it squeaked in sorrow before it crumbled in Sera’s hands, making both the Seraphim’s wide eye in shock, “oh no, what happened?” Emily says confused, taking the dust out of Sera’s hands rather quickly, no longer feeling any consciousness of the crumbled star, “why did it just..?” Emily tries to ask, not wanting to accept its loss, she took the other stars off the desk, scared they might fall apart as well.
Sera tried to think, it was one problem after another to her, she got rid of you for her own sake, realizing now she might have just jeopardized the balance of Heaven for all her people thanks to losing you because of her own selfishness, Sera sighed before standing up out of her seat, “I don’t know, Emily,” She said, honestly for once during their entire conversation, “but what I do know is that without someone with the ability to make the stars, all the stars might fade away too, especially the ones that work and help our people on a daily basis.” She states, walking to her younger sister, holding her hands in hers, “I’ll try and figure something out for our people, okay?” She comforts her, kissing her head before going back to sit at her desk to continue to work.
Emily quietly left the office without another word, she looked at her hands, after Sera had contact with your stars, the others crumbled to nothing but dust as well. Emily couldn’t help but wonder, where are you now? and are you okay? She would never know the answers but all she can do is hope that you are.
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You stared blankly in surprise after watching Alastor fight off Sir Pentious and launch him away in the air to who knows where, “well, it looks as though I need a visit to the tailor, best of luck, chums.” He waves off, “wait, you’re leaving?” You asked before Vaggie stepped in, “Alastor, we need your help, we need you to do your job.” She spoke before Angel added in, “we need a wall.” deadpanning.
“of course!” Alastor replied before he turned back, can’t let my project fall into disrepair already, what would the papers say?” he asked, snapping his fingers before walking away again, Angel shoving Vaggie away as he giggles, you caught Vaggie as she landed in your arms, giving you a quiet “thanks.” making Charlie smile at you both.
“Maybe we should head to the city? how about we find some new recruits? just us three!” Charlie offers, wrapping her arm around you and Vaggie, reeling you in for a hug side hug, “Sure, I’d love to help! after all, you did help me out a lot.” You smile as you stepped away from her hug, standing next to her before you three began to walk together towards the city.
“So I was thinking,” You say as you began a conversation with Charlie, “Since i’m staying at the Hotel and I can actually stop the extermination, what if we advertised protection from it?” You offered, thinking maybe it could be a good idea that would convince the public, “that’s actually quite smart.” Vaggie praised, making your heart swell in joy that she liked the idea, “really?” you ask, seeing if she meant it, “really!” Charlie exclaimed, bumping her arm into yours lightly with a smile on his face.
Upon walking into the city, you finally saw sinners and demons walking around the streets, since the last time you were here- everyone evacuated when you first arrived- you were rather excited to see so many people.
“So how are we gonna do this?” You chimed eagerly, walking backwards in front of Vaggie and Charlie, “do we go door to door or do we make an assembly?” You asked, tilting your head slightly, not noticing that some of the demons had already noticed you and began to hide.
Charlie smiled as she summoned paper with her ability, “here,” she says, handing you a flyer, “we walk up to sinners, person to person to advert their full attention! So it has everything you need to say to talk about the hotel.” She explains. You took the paper, skimming through the words to understand what you had to say or promote, “okay! I’ll go do just that!” You smiled.
“We’ll meet back up here at this spot and bring anyone we find.” Charlie says, giving Vaggie a flyer too, “Okay, I’ll be on my way then!” You say as you waved at them both before walking in your own direction, exploring the city.
You took turns and corners down the city, walking up to sinners of all sorts, tall or small, “Hi! Would you be interested to join us at the Hazbin Hotel?” You’d offer, only for them to back away or run off in fear or a hurry. It wasn’t long until people began to avoid you as a whole, feeling the same feeling you did when you first walked down these streets, “hello?” You’d call out into the empty streets once again, it wasn’t exactly the same as last time though, the people were just hiding this time.
“I mean no harm!” You shouted, slightly desperate for anyone to acknowledge your statement but no one seemed to do so, “I’m an angel- yes, but I can protect you from extermination like I have last time!” You tried to reason, only to hear a voice in the distance shout, “you made the extermination deadline shorter!” Making you falter at their claim, understanding now that they avoid and blame you for the new deadline than rather praise you for stopping the last extermination.
You sighed in defeat as you began to walk again, heading back to the regrouping spot, holding up the flyer to look at. You stared at handmade drawing on it with the big red hotel and a little Charlie on it making a small smile form on your face , ‘maybe they had luck trying to find recruits?’ You thought, trying to comfort yourself as you continued to walk.
As you walked down the empty streets, demons and sinners that were hiding around in corners and alleys were holding up their phones, taking photos and recordings of you as you walked, making you feel uneasy by yourself, you were wishing you could just fly away but your wings were still healing, perhaps you should help heal them quicker using some of your mana tonight, you thought as you hugged yourself.
You picked up your pace slightly, feeling more paranoid by yourself from the inaudible whispers, when you turned the corner, you smiled as you shouted to Charlie and waved, relieved to see the two familiar faces again, “Charlie! I’m back.” You called, stopping in front of her with a smile, “Y/n! How’d it go?” She asks, making your smile falter, “oh, uhm,” you began, looking away, “I couldn’t get anyone.” You confessed, disappointed in yourself, “Oh,” she says a little upset before brushing it off with a smile again, “well that’s alright!” She comforted, “the day has just begun so we have all day to look around the city!” she chimed, raising her hand in the air, only for the city lights to flicker and shut down, “or not…” she says, raising her arm down, the only light source being their eyes, except you, “wow you glow so pretty.” Charlie says to you, making Vaggie look at you as well, “Yeah, you light up like a star, even your eyes glow- wait are your pupils like shooting stars?” She says as she smiles, you wave off their compliments shyly, getting embarrassed from their sudden flattery remarks, “heh, yeah, it’s mostly my wings that glow though but right now they’re… ehhh..” you trailed off, looking at your bandaged wings and shrugging.
It wasn’t long until you started hearing screaming, the city power going out was now making the city panic in a frenzy, “wait, what’s going on?” You asked, now seeing demons were running rampant and started getting hostile, “well- you see-“ Charlie tries to explain before a car flipped over next to her, making her jump in fright, “when the power of the city goes out- so does the internet…” Charlie explains, taking your hand, “which is why I think it’s best if we just head back to the hotel for the day.” She says, dragging you slightly as you ran from the city, Vaggie using an angelic spear to protect you both as you followed back to the hotel.
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Unbeknownst to you, Alastor and his rival were arguing through radio and video, making the power in hell go out. In a small meeting room of the Vee’s Tower, they talked about the radio demon and Charlie Morningstar, not to mention ‘miss shooting star,’ and how she would become a great use to them, specifically you.
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You groaned, completely exhausted from the running and walking for half an hour, you three walked back in the Hotel, you hadn’t run in so long, you were completely out of it as you ‘plomped’ into the ground, in the same place as you did when you first arrived, Charlie plopping onto the sofa, tired as well. “So how’d it go?” Angel smirked, scrolling through his phone, “Not a single new recruit.” Vaggie said as she leans against the sofas arm rest, sighing.
You lift your head up from the ground, looking up to see the black kitty cleaning herself next to you, “Hey what’s her name?” You ask, hoping someone would answer, “her names Keekee, she’s the embodiment of the hotel.” Vaggie says, turning to you before hearing a knock at the door, “Keekeeee..” you called for her, scooting closer to her as her tiny paws lifted her up to walk closer to you. She rubbed her face against yours, purring, making your pupils dilate in pure joy, eyes sparkling.
You made a star and waved it around keekee, making her chase it like a red laser light. You giggled as you played with her, meanwhile Charlie got up to follow Vaggie to the door, passing by you and smiling at how comfortable you were beginning to feel in her hotel.
You sat up as you moved the star around with a swing of your finger, Keekee spinning in circles and chasing the star, you let her catch it eventually, she picked it up, jumping into your arms and purring, you stood up with Keekee in arms and turned to see the snake serpent from earlier with Charlie, you decided to talk to them to find out what’s going on, “hey Charlie, who’s the new guy?” You asked, the snake slithered behind Charlie after seeing you, “oh, he’s our new resident, Sir Pentious!” She exclaims excited before moving to the side to introduce the serpent to you, “Pentious, this is Y/n, she is also one of our staff members!” Charlie smiles as you stepped closer to Sir Pentious, “it’s nice to meet you,” you smile at him, with Keekee still in arms, “oh- and this is Keekee!” You say, lifting her up to show her to him as he waved nervously at you both, Keekee hissed at Sir Pentious and jumped out of your arms, making you frown with an “aww.”
“Okay, today, how about we start with some exercises?” Charlie asks, walking to the parlor, gathering a few of your attention, “Now! With a new resident, I think it’s important we all get to know each other, so we are going to play a little game.” Charlie says as you sat in a circle, sitting between Sir Pentious and Angel Dust, “everyone, follow me,” she says as she smiled, “my name is Charlie,” she clapped twice before kneeling down next to Vaggie, “I like to sing,” clap, clap, “and when we get to know each other, it’s the greatest thing!” She chimes, clapping twice again before gesturing her hand toward Sir Pentious, signaling it was his turn.
“My name’s Sir Pentious,” he clapped twice, nervously, “I like to build,” clap, clap, “and despite my stupid Egg Bois, I think i’m very skilled,” he clapped twice, happy about how smoothly he manages to play his part before gesturing his hand to you, signaling it was your turn now, you nervously sat up as you began, “uhh, my name is Y/n,” you clapped, slightly off beat, “I’m a former seraphim,” you clapped twice, on beat this time, “and if you can’t tell, I’m not good with rhythm.” You clapped, wanting the attention off of you from your silly act. You gestured your arm quickly to Angel who was on his phone, “this is stupid.” He deadpanned, looking up from his device, “this is not stupid,” Charlie clapped twice, walking toward Angel, “it’s just the game,” she smiled clapping again, “these two did it well so please try to do the same!” She sung, clapping twice as she leaned toward Angel.
“I am too sober for this.” He says, as he rubbed his temples, looking down, “Well, get used to it and learn how to play, this is gonna be your whole day.” Vaggie says before clapping twice, making you snicker a laugh. “Well how about we try something else?” Charlie says as she stepped back in the circle, “oh, I have an idea!!” You chimed, raising and waving your hand rather excitedly, “alright, what do you have in mind?” Charlie asks, you stand up before bringing Charlie’s hand together with your own, oblivious to Vaggie who immediately stood up for what ever reason, you used your ability to make a portion of cosmic dust into her hands, walking to do the same with the others, “what’s this for?” Charlie asked, looking at the glowing and sparkling dust in her hands, “It’s cosmic dust! I’m going to show you how to make stars.” You smiled, giving some to Sir Pentious and going to Angel, “ooh, this sounds rather interesting.” Charlie smiles, sitting down next to Vaggie, who also sat down next to her.
After giving everyone a portion of cosmic dust you were now in the lead to direct everyone, “okay so first, you want to try and shape out the dust into the form of a star as best you can.” you explained as you gave them a visual guidance with your own hands. “Next, you want to crush it together until it hardens and molds, easy right?” You smiled as you showed them the steps again, a star forming in your hands.
You giggled as you watched Sir Pentious try, only for it to explode in his face like he popped a balloon with glitter, “here, let’s try again,” you say as you summoned more dust for him, “first you shape it, then crush it like this!” You say as you guided him, thoroughly, the star wasn’t shaped perfectly but it was in his eyes as they sparkled from the new creation he had made. You walked off to help Charlie and Vaggie but you saw Charlie make it almost perfectly, “woah that’s amazing, not everyone can get it this well on their first try!” You complimented her, looking at the perfect curves on the star, “Oh, it’s not my first time, my dad used to teach me how to make them when I was younger!” She informs, making your heart stop for a moment, “oh, your dad, huh?” You pondered, “yeah, he used to always make them for some reason, he showed me how but it’s been a while since I have made one.” She said, raising the star close to her again, “that’s lovely…” you say as you stepped back, “I’m gonna go check on Angel since you got it, how about helping Vaggie?” You smiled, seeing as the dust had covered her face too.
You walked to Angel and kneeled down, “so how’s it going?” You asked. He looked up at you, seeing as he didn’t even bother to try, the dust still in his hands, “what do you think?” He says sarcastically, “well, I think you just need a little push!” You say, taking his hands toward you, shaping the star and helping him hold his hands together to mold it, “okay, now what?” He asked, not really interested, you laughed lightly, taking the star from his hands and clasping it into your own before opening your hands and giving the star back to Angel.
He looked at the star, seeing it was as the same until the star chimed, it blinked open its eyes, making Angel Dust blink in surprise, the star was now alive as it floated in Angels hand “now you get to keep it!” You say, going back to Pentious to make his star sentient as well.
You walked to Sir Pentious, who was still admiring how it glowed, you took it from him quickly, drawing his attention with a frown, giving it back to him quickly than he could say anything, his smile grew twice as much when the star squeaked in his hands, “this is such the sweetest thing.” Sir Pentious spoke before asking you, “Can it do labor?” With a serious tone, you nodded before walking away to Charlie and Vaggie, “perfect.” He said with a mischievous grin.
“So, how’s it going here?” You asked, as you kneeled down to the ground, “it’s actually going pretty well right now,” Charlie said, showing you both their stars, you smiled as you took them in your hands and admired their details, for some reason, you began to feel sentimental, you looked up at Charlie and for a second- you saw Lucifer. You blinked in surprise, shocked from your own delusions, you leaned away from them for a moment, just to see it was Charlie again, “are you alright?” Charlie asked, you recompose yourself with a quick, “yeah, yeah, sorry,” you sat up again, giving them both their stars, “I wanna try something with you, Charlie.” You requested, putting the star in her hand, “what is it?” She asked, “the star,” you pointed at it, “make it sentient.” You demanded, softly.
“How do I do that?” She asked, slightly confused at your request, “if you have powers like your father, there’s a chance you can make it come alive, just focus.” You smiled, sitting patiently as she looked at the star before closing her eyes and channeling her power through into it. The star began to emit a soft golden glow making your eyes widen in awe, that nostalgic feeling gnawing at you now and before you know it, the star chimed, shocking you completely, “oh my stars, you did it!” You squealed, leaning toward the star in her hand giggling in excitement, “I did?” She asked, surprised that you were fawning over her sentient creation, “yes! No Angel in Heaven were able to make sentient stars like me,” you say as you sat up again, “but you can!” You beamed, happy to find someone who could, “I’m just so happy a long life dream of mine became reality.” You smiled, feeling less alone in your unique abilities, “My father also taught me how do this, you know.” She smiled making you pause in surprise, “he did??” You say, surprised, “yeah, he said while Luna- uhm- you were making stars, he’d always watch you and eventually, he learned in your steps.” She smiled, making you feel mixed emotions of longing and disgust, one set of your mind feeling happy that he was strongly interested in your passions but the other felt rather insulted, like he took you own skills as his own, you didn’t know how to respond without feeling rather emotional to Charlie so you decided to avoid the subject of topic.
“That’s really nice and all,” you waved off the topic of Lucifer, “but how about we go to the next exercise of the day?” You asked, Charlie smiled and stood up, “for the next thing I want us to do is put on a little play,” she said, helping Vaggie up, “you guys wait here, I’ll go and get the others.” She smiled as she walked away from the parlor and into the lobby, leaving you four alone together. Sir Pentious was distracted, playing with the star he had made and Angel was on his phone, the star tucked in his chest fluff, leaving you and Vaggie staring at each other awkwardly, “so..” you began, “that weapon you carry around,” you pointed at Vaggie, “where’d you get it?” You asked, a little of hostility in your voice, knowing that exorcists bring harm to sinners, “Oh- I uh…” she stuttered, looking away from you, “I found it after one of the exterminations a few years back?” She shrugged, smiling nervously, making you stand up unconvinced, “I don’t wanna invade your privacy or anything but what happened to your eye?” You asked, pointing at your own, making her step back, you realized you were making her uncomfortable so you sighed, realizing your own anger, “sorry,” you apologized, “seeing you hold that weapon, really set me on edge earlier,” you explained, “I trust that you are using it to keep others safe?” You smiled, trying to sound comforting in way for her to understand, she nodded as well, “yeah, I use it to keep the others safe.” She smiled, turning to you, Charlie came back with Husk, Niffty and Alastor, stopping you from continuing your conversation, “perhaps you could explain another time?” You asked, Vaggie nodded in agreement, making you turn and walk away towards the sofa.
You sat next to Sir Pentious on the sofa as the others came along to join, Husk sat in the chair as Niffty squabbled around behind the sofa, staring deeply at Sir Pentious much to your disliking, it was rather uncomfortable, Vaggie sat next to Pentious on the other end and Alastor stood next to you. “Okay so between our two residents, i’d like them to act out this script,” Charlie said, walking towards Pentious, “You are going to play the innocent young boy and Angel,” she turned to him, “You are going to play the creepy old man.” she smiled, giving him his script, “wait, seriously?” he deadpanned, looking away from his phone to look at the paper.
“Now what you need are some outfits!” she chimed, giving Sir Pentious and Angel outfits for the little play, “just put these on and we can begin.” she said, sitting next to you after Pentious got up to put the clothes over his own.
After a while, Sir Pentious somehow had a comically large lollipop, licking the sugary treat, as Angel sighed, unenthusiastically, “oh, i’m a bad man on the streets, who never got enough hugs,” Angel began, looking at his script, “now, where’s an innocent kid I could sell crack too?” he asks, while you leaned forward in your seat, “wow, who wrote this?” Angel asks, baffled, “it’s great right?” Charlie smiled, making you look at her and Angel, “keep going!” she waved her hand downwards at him. “Hey, you,” Angel began again, pointing at Pentious before he looked back at his paper, “who, me?” Sir Pentious chimed, sparkling his eyes, “yeah, you look like a kid who could use some.. devil’s dandruff??” he questioned at the name, “oh, for fuck’s sake.” he said, rubbing a hand through his hair, “not me,” Sir Pentious said, shaking his head, “I have to go home and study!” he smiled, looking at Angel, “come on kid, it’ll make you cool like me..” Angel paused before looking up unimpressed, “the crack head.” “the only cool thing here is to say no to drugs,” Sir Pentious played on, shaking his head again, “now, if you’ll excuse me, i’m off to not have sexual intercourse before marriage!” he ginned, a hand to his chest with pride, proud of his act, Charlie stood up and clapped in amusement, “oh, bravo! bravo,” she smiled, walking to Pentious, “wow, Pentious, at this rate you’ll be redeemed in no time.” she complimented, you got up as well to join the conversation only to gaze at Angel as he spoke, “I.. I’m going to bed.” He said as he walked to the stairs with a frown, sensing that something was off, you watched him, concerned.
No one seemed to notice his mood as Charlie kept praising Sir Pentious for his wonderful acting, you decided to follow Angel, worried for him, sensing you could possibly relate to his troubles and through personal experience, you always wanted a shoulder to lean on so maybe that’s what he wanted as well? At least that’s what you think, “Angel, wait,” you called for him as you ran up the stairs. He stopped to turn to you, “what is it?” He asked bluntly, making you second guess yourself, “oh- uh- I noticed you might not be too happy” you stuttered, “so I just came to ask if you’re alright.” You say, a small smile wrying on your face, he sighed, “I’m fine.” He said, crossing his arms, avoiding your gaze, “okay, okay, well- if you need anything, I’m always here to help,” you offered, hugging your arm awkwardly, “if you need any at any time of course.” you say before turning away and going back to the others, “goodnight, Angel.” You waved at him, heading back downstairs with everyone else.
“And what do you think about my performance?” Sir Pentious asked, a little way too basked in with compliments, “oh- it was good,” you smiled at him, trying to go to Charlie to ask her something, “Hey Charlie, can I have some snacks?” You ask her, wanting to head to your room for the night, “Oh, sure! they’re in the kitchen down that hallway to the left.” She smiled, pointing to the direction, “thanks, i’m gonna head to my room for the night, so goodnight.” You waved at her, walking to the kitchen, hearing her telling you goodnight as well, not even acknowledging Sir Pentious was trying to talk to you.
After gathering yourself some snacks that might interest you, you waddled up to your room and laid in your bed, playing around with the sentient stars in your room that were raining star dust on the floor, they were making a mess but you didn’t mind as you just kept making more, munching away from your snacks. Your room was eventually covered in star and cosmic dust but to you, it was just a touch of your own decor, making feel more like you were at home.
It wasn’t long until you heard a thud through the walls, you sat up curiously until you heard shouting and fighting in the distance, you got out of your bed and walked out your room, seeing Charlie and Vaggie were also out of their rooms from the noise, Vaggie held that spear again, walking to the nearby room with muffled shouting, “What’s going on?” Charlie yawned, Vaggie standing next to her as you leaned to peek in the room, seeing it was Angel Dust and Sir Pentious, “this little bitch is a traitor!” Angel shouted, holding Pentious’ arm, “preposterous! I would never betray you…” Pentious exclaimed, slithering toward you and Charlie, “you… are my best friends!” he says hugging you both, making you smile that he sees you that way.
Angel was unimpressed from the facade he put on display for you three, “uh-huh, then explain this.” he said, pushing a book away from a hidden camera, making you drop your happy demeanor to hurt and surprise, it didn’t help when Pentious began to panic and started running towards the window, yelling at the watch in his wrist, demanding an evacuation. You were somewhat upset, you spent the entire day getting to know each other and it turned out to be he only did so because he was a spy? You wanted to just throw him out but you stopped yourself from getting close when you overheard the voice on his watch, “Pentious? Wait… you were caught?!” The voice questioned, “it hasn’t even been a day!” The voice laughed, you walked up to Pentious, looming over his conversation curiously, seeing who he was talking to, “please, you’ve got to get me out of here!” Pentious pleaded as you saw the unfamiliar voice had a head shaped like a T.V. with blue toned colors, you were at a loss for words, for some reason, this situation felt horribly nostalgic, it made you feel unforgiving and aggravated.
“I can’t believe we thought you could handle even something this simple,” the voice continued, rather disappointed, “do us a favor, if they don’t kill you,” he turned to Pentious, glaring at him, blue static emitting around it the watch, “go ahead and do it yourself, you miserable failure.” It finished, turning off, you looked at Pentious who was tearing up in disbelief, “I… I,” he paused before turning to the other three, “just make it quick, I guess..” he said, throwing his watch away and laying on the ground, you kicked the watch away in spite of the person that said cruel words, stepping toward Pentious “gladly.” Vaggie said as she held up her spear, seemingly more upset than you, you wanted to stop her but Charlie lowered her weapon, making you halt and step back, all you wanted to do was throw him out. “Wait,” Charlie said, walking to the crying serpent, “Pentious?” Charlie called to him, holding out a hand for him, He looked up at her confused before she began, “it starts with sorry.” She smiled at him, he blinked twice before taking her hands and she lifted him up as you were caught off guard from how seemingly forgiving Charlie was. “The path to forgiveness is a twisting trail of hearts but sorry is where it starts.” She began, trying to continue Pentious’ path to redemption, “it’s just a rough start but it’s just the beginning.” Charlie comforted Pentious, you were puzzled from the situation, he had betrayed everyone’s trust and yet, Charlie was stepping first, forgiving him.
“Who could forgive a dirt bag like me?” Pentious began to cry, making you step out the room to collect your own thoughts, “I don’t deserve your amnesty.” He said, lying on the ground again, Vaggie and Angel walked in unenthusiastically and indifferent, holding out weapons, “can’t we just kill him? Shoot him and spill his blood?” They asked, cornering him with their weapons, you didn’t bother with the conversation anymore as you were lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t even notice Niffty came along and stood next to you, watching.
While you leaned on the door, lost in thought, you didn’t notice Pentious came up to you and took your hand in his, “I just wanted to apologize for how I may have hurt you.” He said, looking at you with sincerity, “and?” You asked, unconvinced of his apology, “I genuinely did enjoy making stars with you today and was hoping we could make some more some other time?” He smiled at you, making your cold attitude change, you looked away from him to think, his expression displayed of genuine and promise, making you smile somewhat, you turn back to him, moving your hands away from his and gave him a simple answer, “sure,” you say with a soft smile, “but if you pull something like this again, you can see yourself against Vaggie spear.” You threatened, putting up a cold facade, half joking. You didn’t want anyone hurt but you also didn’t want yourself to hurt either.
Charlie sighed, satisfied with Pentious and his apologies full of sincerity, “good first day,” she said, putting a hand around Vaggie’s waist, smiling, “let’s get some rest,” She says, dismissing everyone for the night, “goodnight guys.” Charlie waved at everyone who left to their rooms.
You closed the door behind you as you entered your room, your stars were floating around as they chimed in your room. You walked to your bed and jumped into it, sighing in relief to finally be in bed again, you laid there for a moment before sitting up, thinking again, Sir Pentious wasn’t the first to betray you and seeing Charlie being so forgiving made you feel some sort of spark.. and you pondered as to why. Her guidance to forgiveness made you give Sir Pentious a second chance…
So if on that fateful night..
If you had listened to Lucifer, if you had gave a second chance…
Would things be different with the two of you? Or was it him just trying to use you like your mind has told you all these years?
You didn’t have any answers to your questions as you sighed, you grabbed the snacks you had left on the other side of your bed and began to munch on them again, sort of just eating to get your mind off things. You then tried to grab one of your wings carefully, guiding the stars that floated in your room to your injured feathers and used their stardust to heal the wounds you began to unwrap, they still looked awful but the blood has dried up long ago at least, you then carefully groomed your wings one at a time, letting dust gently lay on your cuts, healing them after a bit. You spent hours of the night healing the tiniest wounds you possibly had, practicing on yourself to learn how to heal better over time as the whole process for all your wings made you stay up through the whole night, you eventually fell asleep without even knowing.
