#hell is forever

The first annual Angel Charlie meetup is going… well?

Doodle page time! You can tell exactly when I gave up on The Wings

The best song in Hazbin Hotel

Once, every week I will put up a poll where two songs from Hazbin Hotel compete to fight their way to the final stage where only two will go head to head for the title of the best Hazbin Hotel song. There are 36 songs altogether and there can only one winner. Only one song will be crowned the best song in Hazbin Hotel

Stage 1 (There can only be eighteen winners, the losers will be crowned sinners)

Round 1: Happy Day In Hell vs Hell Is Forever

Round 2: Stayed Gone vs It Starts With Sorry

Round 3: Respectless vs Whatever It Takes

Round 4: Poison vs Loser Baby

Round 5: Hell’s Greatest Dad vs More Than Anything

Round 6: Welcome To Heaven vs You Didn’t Know

Round 7: Out For Love vs Ready For This

Round 8: More Than Anything (Reprise) vs Finale

Round 9: Hazbin Guarantee (Trust us) vs Once We Get Up There

Round 10: Like You vs Sera’s Confession

Round 11: Gravity vs Piss (A Love Song)

Round 12: Speedrun To Redemption vs Don’t You Forget

Round 13: Clean It Up vs Don’t You Forget (Reprise)

Round 14: Bad With Us vs Vox Populi

Round 15: Vox DEI vs Love In A Bottle

Round 16: Losin' Streak vs Easy

Round 17: Brighter vs Live To Live

Round 18: When I Think About The Future vs Hear My Hope

OOOHHH let me tell you one thing that pisses me off so much but that I'm also obsessed with because it shoves in your face how completely and utterly lost in their bullshit the angels are

OKAY SO ,you know that scene where charlie is pleading her case in the court ?

When the angels agree to keep watching what angel dust will do charlie is so relieved that she shouts "Fuck yeah!" and EVERYONE IMMEDIATELY GIVES HER THE STINK EYE.

Meanwhile do you know how many times Adam swears during that scene? I WON'T COUNT IT BUT IT'S PROBABLY A WHOLE FUCKING LOT

Does ANYONE even pause for a second when he does it? Do they have ANY reaction whatsoever? NO

They are so deeply convinced that the division between angels and demons is fair and right that they would never question an angel , not even when ANGELS go on MURDER SPREES FOR FUN

So obviously when Charlie swears it's wrong , it's a clear demonstration that she is one of THEM , one of those sinful creatures who belong in hell forever.

When Adam swears it's just Adam being Adam. Is he mean and obnoxious? Yes , but he's an angel. Is he a sadistic bitch ? Yes , but he's an angel. Is he a perverted asshole who swears like a sailor ? YES, BUT HE IS AN ANGEL. And that fact alone makes him powerful and worthy and good.

You're not in the mood for a nap, so you hide in your mom's – Carmilla Carmine's – large closet and discover an old magazine with a photo of various overlords and Demons from Hell. And you interpret the adults in your own way – much to the amusement of your big sisters Odette and Clara Carmine.

"No wanna Nap. Me big girl....like CeCe. DeDe......Mama no Nap. NO!"

You shake your head no once more and don't even give your mother Carmilla Carmine the chance , to threaten a half-empty - don't argue with me young lady you have to take a nap or you'll be in a bad mood later - because you pad past her - as fast as your little white and black slippers with a spider pattern (because it was almost as pretty as Zestial's cape with the spider pattern!) - could carry you.

"Did I speak unclear, Cariño?"

You hear the slight sternness in your mother's voice, but you really didn't want to take a nap, you were already such a big girl. Only a while ago, you managed to climb out of your crib all by yourself…after that, Carmilla added a few safety precautions.

"No wanna - no tired," - you reply, and at the moment Carmilla was about to take an authoritative step toward you and, as she had so often before, simply approach you with rehearsed movements and a strong maternal instinct, Carmilla's phone rang, and you used the brief moment to run away as fast as you, as a toddler, could…away from the living room and find some hiding place…yes, a good hiding place.

As you run down the long hallway toward Carmilla Carmine's master bedroom, you don't notice Odette and Clara—your big sisters and Carmilla's eldest daughters—watching you (they both took their role as big sisters very seriously, and they wanted to know where you were hiding). But like I said, you're not paying attention. You walk through the ajar door of your mother's bedroom and stumble toward the large walk-in closet, looking for a hiding place. Your mother definitely won't find you there, so you won't have to take a nap. Naps are stupid.

Next to the floor-to-ceiling shelves, cabinets, drawers, and many—really many—shoes, coats, jackets, dresses, and already fashionable and very old items of clothing, you crawl under an old black and white winter coat when you hear CeCe and DeDe calling your name, almost playfully amused. Your big sisters will never find you here—it's a great hiding place, and… oh, what's that? Your eyes fall on a very old—already very dusty and dated—newspaper with some photos printed on it.

"Auntie Rosie there! Nice hat! Oooh… Pwetty hat!" - you say, perhaps a little too loudly, but in the photo you could recognize Rosie—Aunt Rosie. She's standing in front of Rosie's Emporium

"The next time you tell Rosie you like her hat, sister, she'll kidnap you again, pat you on the back, and give you another lollipop!" - giggled a voice. It was your big sister Clara.

"Lollipop no good…but me Aunt Rosie like…oh…CeCe ssssh…hiding!" - you said, crawling out from under your long winter coat with the newspaper and looking up.

Clara was sitting cross-legged on the floor, giving you an amused look, while Odette was leaning against one of the closet doors not far away—but also looking down at you with great amusement.

"What did you find there? Oh, an old newspaper article," Odette took a few steps closer and sat down next to you. You handed Odette the newspaper first and then climbed onto her lap to look at the photo of Rosie with Odette.

"So, can you read yet, DeDe?" Clara teased her sister.

"Very funny, CeCe… oh, there are more photos in that newspaper article," - Odette commented with interest in her voice.

"Seriously, let me take a look," - Clara stood up and sat down next to Odette, so that the three of you could now easily look at the newspaper article with all the photos.

"Do you know who that is?" - Odette asked you, pointing to a photo underneath the photo of Rosie.

You watched the photo for a moment.

"Puppy!" you exclaimed at the Overlord, and Clara couldn't help but laugh.

"Zeezi. An Overlord just like Mum. And I don't think she's a Puppy anymore. More like the big bad wolf with a big mouth. But she's cool. I hear she throws a really good party."

"Puppy Zeezi!" you said, looking at Clara expectantly.

"Sure… just don't say that if we ever meet Zeezi… then she might jump up a little," Odette commented. Clara grinned at her.

You looked at the next photo next to Zeezi and made a startled noise, clapping your hands over your mouth.

"Naughty Brat Pinky! Nuh-Nuh-no nice," you pat the photo of another Overlord with your right hand, smartphone in hand and a smug grin.

"I wonder where our little sister knows that expression from…"

"Really? Mother's hatred towards Velvette is more than clear."

Yes, you'd heard your mom call Velvette a Naughty Brat many times. Mom is always fussing about Velvette…and Velvette has pink hair. That's why you call her Naughty Brat Pinky.

On to the next photo.

"Purple flower! Purple heart flower…oh" - now it was Odette who laughed at the description of another Overlord.

"Valentino is not a nice demon. And not a pretty purple flower with hearts."

"Hearts, Flower, Purple…DeDe look!" you replied, pointing first at Valentino's face, rather than at the hearts on his coat. Of course, you didn't understand how true Odette's words were.

"Don't worry, DeDe, Mother, and we'll be careful that someone like Valentino doesn't come near you…even if, for some reason, he reminded you of a purple flower with hearts."

Your focus quickly darted to the next image.

"Cartoon Men!" - you say at the picture of Vox, and you find the bold red, neon, and blue colors that defined Vox interesting. But not interesting enough to hold your focus for long… somewhere in your mom's bedroom was a Voxtex tablet that your mom wanted to tinker with, because she didn't want you watching cartoons on a tablet, and… Voxtek isn't that great… that's what Mom once said to Aunt Rosie.

In the next picture, you clap your hands once. You recognize the person.

"Zestiaaal! Spider Coat. Miss Zestial," you coo, repeating your words.

"We think Zestial misses you too, you have to give him a big hug the next time we see each other," Clara said, grinning.

You nod seriously. Even though you were unsure the first time you met Zestial, you really like him.

In the next picture was someone you didn't know…okay, you really don't know many of the inhabitants of Hell…at just over 3 years old, you can remember faces and recognize people…but you don't know this person…but their appearance reminds you of someone.

"Bambi? Red Bambi? Where's Bambi's mommy? Alone?" you ask, confused, pointing to the ears.

"The radio demon. Alastor. Not Bambi…but no one has seen him in many years," Clara explained, and you liked the name Bambi much better…after all, this Alastor, even though his fluffy ears were red, did look a bit like a deer.

"Magic Apple Trick!",

You giggle and point to the apple wand belonging to Lucifer Morningstar. You think you remember Mom once saying that the man can do many magic tricks. How exciting.

"Lucifer Morningstar, he's the King of Hell. And if you look down at the next photo…" Odette pointed to the next photo, which showed Vaggie and Charlie.

"Princesses! Oh…like…like in Night Night Story? Princesses brave," you giggled, finding both girls very pretty.

"That'll definitely the princesses when we meet them haha …practice your court curtsy, sister," Clara said, and it wasn't clear who exactly she was talking to.

"Okay, last person on the page of the newspaper," Odette said, and you followed her hand gesture with your gaze.

"Its bitsy Spider.....naaaw.....hiii", you said as you just realized that Angel Dust was a Spider Demon.

"Yeah we let that count.....", Clara said and you suddenly yawned.

"Oh-Oh did you see that Sis?"

"Indeed"

"Clearly our Baby Sister is very tired"

"True...explaining Pictures and Names must be super stressful"

You yawned once more and cuddled closer towards Odette.

"Still not tired i see?", Carmilla was standing in the Entrance Area of the Closet and a small smile appeard on her Face, whil Odette was standing up with you in her Arms.

"Mama....Arm!", you said and of course Carmilla followed the Request and you snuggle Moments later closer to your Mother, you listen to her heartbeat and while Carmilla was carrying you to your Room, you fall asleep in her Arms - feeling completly safe.

And maybe a bit more tired.

Sooo I’ve watched Hazbin Hotel (finally) and this part of this song just screamed Dean!

I had to.

(The whole show sent me straight back to this forever lasting obsession 🫠)

Also it’s been over a year I know …

It’s been a strange year. Sorry for not giving any update at all :/

Hope I can get back to posting somewhat regularly :)

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