#hellborn headcanon

Hellborn HC at the end!

The yawn! (I know it's not actually a yawn but you know what I mean) You'll know when you get there!(Snakewarning!):https://www.youtube.com/shorts/FTBMHPQeIpE

Chapter Four:

“Okay, I’m starting to get why you do this all the time.” Charlie says as she collapses onto the chair of the small outdoor cafe in Gluttony they had chosen to eat a late lunch at, dropping the seventeen shopping bags she had been carrying.

Lucifer laughed happily, dropping his own twenty by his chair. “It’s fun right?”

When Vaggie had asked (begged) him to take Charlie out for the day He had agreed without hesitation. Always eager to spend the day with his baby! But when he had showed up to see Charlie’s red-rimmed eyes, he had been worried Adam tried something again. Thankfully it wasn’t anything like that.

Or well.. Not thankfully, because his daughter was sad after a fight with Angel and for two days now the two weren’t talking. Apparently Charlie had tried to talk to the spider’s boss to get him some days off and ended up making it worse. And wasn’t that just the Morningstar luck? Try to do something good and it all turns to shit.

(The road to Hell and all that.)

Charlie tends to forget she’s working with sinners now and not hellborn. Overlord sinners at that. And if there’s one thing sinners with that kind of power hated, it’s being ordered around. And as The Princess of Hell it doesn’t matter how nicely she asks, they’ll always see it as an order. And the fact that Charlie was kind in the first place probably didn’t help either.

For sinners, kindness was just another word for weakness. They fought for all the power they had and any kind soul would be crushed under heel or hoof. If Charlie had gone in with hellfire blazing and demanding Angel’s soul contract or else, she probably would've gotten a better reaction. Oh, it would have led to a fight, but after he had given her that trident for her 18th birthday, Satan had made sure Charlie knew how to use it. It would have ended in her getting more respect from those sinners. 

From her own sinners too honestly. They all tended to treat her like she was the youngest of them and not the 200 year old 1st Generation demoness that she was. Angel in particular tended to treat her like she was a little sister. Someone who needs to be protected, not as a protector. It was cute! But not exactly helpful for her cause.

(Not that he would tell her that now. Don’t want to make this any worse for poor Angel.)

With hellborns, kindness wasn’t as rare. They were created by the Sins, and for all that they had fallen, they were still angels! So not all hellborns could be evil. Even in Rings like Wrath, Envy and Greed, you could find some of the kindest demons. And a kind royal was like gold to the hellborns that normally had to deal with the assholes. Happy to help because they knew they’d be paid well if they did as asked.

As was evident to Lucifer as he watched as their waitress, a bulldog hellhound, tail began to wag. All because Charlie had actually turned to look at her when she asked for their order.

“Hi Bella!” She said clearly having read Bella's name tag. “Can I please get a club sandwich and a raspberry tea?”

“Of course Princess!” she agreed before turning to him a bit more hesitantly. “And for you, your Majesty?”

“Hm.” He scans the menu, not particularly hungry, but knowing Charlie will be upset if he doesn’t eat something, answers “I’ll have the same, but with a mimosa, 1:2 ratio please.”

“We’ll get them right out!” Bella cheers tail wagging even faster.

As she walked away Charlie finally answered his question. “Yeah it’s fun! Tiring, but fun. I can’t believe it’s past lunch time already.” 

He watched as she stretched her arms above her head, yawning, and because those bitches were contagious, he soon followed. “Stop that.” he jokes. “The day’s not done yet! I still have a few more shops I want to look at!”

“How many more?” she asked astounded. “We’ve been to twelve different shops already. And only three of those were in this Ring!”

Lucifer laughed. Before he could answer her, their waitress came back with their food. (Right out meant right out I guess.) Which being in Gluttony, of course meant that they were double the portion size then it would be in any other Ring. Something he wished he thought about before he ordered that mimosa. Not that it would get him drunk. Even Bee’s beelzejuice had a hard time doing that.

“Thank you dear.” he said as she placed the food in front of them, which Charlie echoed with a “Thanks!”

The hellhound grinned. “If you two need anything else, just yell!”

Lucifer took a sip of his mimosa as she left before answering his daughter. “Just two more I think. In this Ring anyway. Then I want to head to Wrath. Alastor’s being a baby because he’s almost out of some roadkill that I got for him there.”

Lucifer rolled his eyes so hard it hurt. Honestly, demanding ‘Lueur’ to do his shopping for him instead of just asking! If that demon’s biggest sins weren't Pride and Envy, he’d eat his own hat, crown and all.

Charlie beamed at him. “I'm glad you two are getting along now! Um-” She made a face of disgust. “It’s not actually roadkill you’re giving him, right?”

He snickered at the look on her face but shook his head. “No Charlie, it’s not actually roadkill.”

Though it might as well have been. He didn’t understand how the sinner could eat carrion like he did. Part of him thought Alastor did it for the shock value. Fucking weirdo.

“And I hardly think we get along. I mean we still fight like cats and dogs. Though he starts it!” He added quickly. It was true too. Lucifer had thought that giving the sinner that radio cabinet would have calmed the Radio Demon, at least a little bit.

(He had originally been planning to buy a small one for the sinner, but none had been good enough for the picky bastard. Lucifer knew if the radio he got for The Radio Demon wasn’t perfect he would never hear the end of it.)

But if anything it seemed to hype him up even more!

Constantly hovering around ‘Lueur’ and for someone normally so averse to being touched had taken to touching him a lot more. By leading him around the Hotel with a hand on his back or dragging him around with linked arms. Patting him on the head as if he were a pet (or Niffty) or squishing his face when he was angry. Hell's, he’s even gotten picky about what ‘Lueur’ ate and drank at the Hotel! Something about it being too much sugar for ‘someone his size’.

Even his damned shadow had taken to trying to grab his tail every now and then! It never actually managed to grab it thankfully. Now that would be embarrassing.

(He was pretty sure Alastor didn’t understand the implications of the act or he would stop the thing from doing it. But the thought of explaining it to him was really embarrassing for some reason?)

“Please dad.” Charlie argues, rolling her own eyes. “The teasing you two do now is nothing compared to the way the two of you used to fight when you thought I wasn’t looking.”

Busted.

“What~?” he blathers in panic. “No, we never did that! That wall breaks all the time Charlie, you can’t really blame that on us fighting!”

“Well, actually, I was talking about the Chandelier Incident, but that’s good to know too I guess.” She announced with a smug smile.

Shit. Fuck. Time to change the subject.

“Sooo~! You want to talk about why you went to talk to Angel’s boss without asking him first?” He stupidly asks before immediately wanting to put his head through the table as Charlie’s smile falls.

(Great job Lucifer!)

“I mean-”

“No.” Charlie interrupts. “You're right. I acted without thinking and fuck up. Again.”

She leaned back into her chair groaning and covering her face with her hands for a moment before speaking. “It’s just, we’re in the fourth month mark before our meeting with Heaven and Angel’s our first guest so of course I want to talk about him and how good he’s been doing since he joined the Hotel, and he has! You know that! But with him always at work I’m worried about him backsliding, and that’s okay!,

“That happens! Healing isn’t linear! Drawbacks are expected! But I’m not sure if Heaven will understand that, so I thought maybe, if I could get him a few days off every now and then it would help but- Ugh!”

Her eyes inverted and her horns popped out in a flash of hellfire for a moment before going back to normal.

“I wanted to strangle him! But then Angel got upset and- well, you know the rest.” she said, plopping her head on the table.

Yeah he knew the rest. Two days of the silent treatment and a distressed phone call from Vaggie.

Lucifer reached across the table to give one of Charlie’s hands a squeeze to get her to look back up at him instead of the reflection of her teacup.

“Charlie,” he whispers, “I know you're worried, I am too, but this is just a meeting. An announcement at that. Even if Heaven doesn’t like what you're doing at the Hazbin, they can’t stop you from trying anyway. There’s no rule against the Hotel, we checked remember?”

“I know, I know.” she murmurs tears welling up. “It’s just… it’s all going so fast I guess? I never thought we’d get an audience with Heaven to discuss the Hotel so quickly! I mean, we just opened! I’m happy of course! It just feels like we should have more done? Should have more guests? Something before this happened.”

She wiped away her tears with her free hand, and took a few deep breaths before continuing. “I just… I want them to see what I see. To see how hard Angel and Sir Pentious are trying to be better. How good they already are! So when they finally do make it up there they’ll have already made a good impression, and hopefully then they won't stand out too much.”

Lucifer felt tears well up in his own eye at her speech.

That was his girl. Always thinking of others. Always wanting the best for her people. She had gotten the best from both him and Lilith. His spirit and Lilith courage.

(Unfortunately that also meant she got their worsts too.)

“Charlie,” he says after clearing his throat. “You know I could always try to reschedule the meeting.”

But Charlie was already shaking her head, “It was hard enough for you to get this meeting in the first place. I don’t want to waste it. Who knows when or if they’ll make the new one if we try to change it now.”

And that… that was fair.

He had practically (deservingly) bullied Sara into this meeting, she’d definitely be pissy if he tried to change it now. He would still try if his daughter asked though.

After a moment of silence Charlie spoke again, voice stronger than before. “I’m going to apologize. I already have a lesson on boundaries and why breaking them is wrong, ready for tomorrow.”

“Good.” he squeezed her hand one more time, then let go. 

(Saying sorry couldn’t fix everything. But he hoped this time it did.)

“How about this? You pick a day and the Sins and I will help you write your speech for Heaven, so that's one less thing for you to worry about?” He suggests. He’s sure the others would love that, seeing as they haven’t seen Charlie since she opened the Hotel. Leviathan will probably want to make her and Vaggie whole new outfits for the big day as well. So it was probably better for them to start now.

Charlie smiled in relief. “That would honestly be great. Thanks Dad.”

*

After they finished and paid for their meal, not to mention leaving Bella (thank you name tags!) a big tip, they headed to three more shops in Gluttony before heading up to Wrath. Which ended up being five more shops.

In his defense, the first two were out of the meat Alastor wanted and Charlie had found some really cute pet stuff for both Keekee and Fat Nuggets. Even some things for Sir Pentious’ Egg Boiz! So of course they had to buy one for each. Didn’t want them to get jealous of one another!

By the time they finally made it back to the Hotel it was almost midnight and Lucifer could barely remember half of what they had bought today. He did know whose bag were whose though! So that counted as a win in his book.

Alastor, unsurprisingly, appeared as soon as their portal closed, trying to grab bags out of ‘Lueur’s’ hands. 

“I’ll take these,” he demanded far too cheerfully for someone up so late. “You two must be tired after all that shopping. You look dreadful!”

Lucifer rolled his eyes and walked past the sinner to the coffee table to drop all his bags. “You can have your bags and Niffty’s if she’s already asleep.”

He turned to take the bags out of Charlie’s arms as she yawned wide enough for her jaws to fully flex out. Poor baby really was tired if she couldn’t control her form like she normally would. He wondered if Vaggie was still awake or if she had fallen asleep yet, and if it was worth waking her up if she had.

He looked back at Alastor to ask but stopped as he saw the look on the sinner’s face. He was staring at Charlie. Eyes wide in shock, ears pinned back to his skull and his permanent smile was closed and more forced than he’s ever seen it.

The snort that left him was loud and ugly. The cackling that followed was even worse honestly. But he couldn’t seem to stop even when the demon started to glare at him. Especially not after his sleepy daughter turned to look at him in real concern on her face.

“Damn, who broke Lulu while we were gone?”

The three turned to see a slightly battered Angel Dusk and Husk had just arrived back at the Hotel. Which seemed to wake Charlie up as she dashed over to hug the spider.

“I am sooo sorry Angel! I promise I won't ever, ever, ever-”

“Charlie, it’s fine. I get it.” he said, smiling gently down at her and patted her on the head. “Thanks… for caring about me.”

And there goes the waterworks. 

“Uh, yeah, I think this is your’s.” he urges Vaggie, who had just walked in, still in her nightgown led by Keekee (who now that he thought about it, had probably sensed them the moment they arrived back and woken her up) to take her girlfriend.

“Okay missy,” she yawned. “Let’s get you to bed.”

She nodded to him as she passed, smiling tiredly. 

“Night girls.” he called as Charlie sobbed happily about being forgiven. His daughter gave a small wave over her girlfriend’s shoulder as Vaggie called back “Night!”

“Oh shit.” Lucifer hurried back to the coffee table to grab all of Vaggie’s and Charlie’s bags and used his ‘Asmodean Crystal’ to portal them into their room.

He grabbed a few more and passed them to Alastor. “These,” he said, raising his left hand. “Are yours. The others are Niffty’s.”

Alastor took them and handed them to his shadow who disappeared, probably to put them up where they belonged. Rolling his eyes Lucifer grabbed the rest and handed them up to the sphinx and spider.

“You two okay with me dropping these in your rooms or you want them now?”

“Holy shit.” Angel said, looking at all the bags. “Did you two just shop all day?”

“Mostly yeah.” He agreed, stretching his back out, wishing he could do the same with his wings. But that would just have to wait until later.

“Just throw them in our rooms.” Husk says heading to the bar. “We're havin’ a few rounds before bed. You in?”

Lucifer thought about it as he portaled their and Sir Pentious’ bags to their rooms. As nice as sleep sounded, it had been a few days since he last saw everyone and he’d like to catch up.

“I guess a round or two can’t hurt.” he said, hopping up onto the stool next to Angel with Alastor appearing on his other side. “Are you sure you're okay?”

Angel grinned at him. “Yeah, I’m good. No need for you to go all Papa Imp on Charlie, or my boss for that matter.”

Lucifer blinked in confusion. “Papa Imp?”

Surprisingly all three sinners snorted (two in amusement, one in disbelief) at the same time. Which didn’t help his confusion at all, thank you.

“Yeah, ya know, like ya did when me and this lot when we first got here or after Adam tried that bullshit with Char-Char. All Mama Bear, but you know, Papa Imp! All hunched over, spikes raised, hissin’ and eyes glowin’. Which is somehow much scarier? And cool as fuck.” Angel explained as Husk passed out their drinks. “As cool as it was though, I really don’t need ya to do that for me.”

“I did what now?”

“Did you truly not notice Cher?” Alastor asked in delight. “You tend to be rather protective of those at this hotel, our dear Princess of course, but the others no less so.”

“...Huh.”

Husk glared at him “Bullshit!” the sphinx yelled, slamming a paw on the counter. “There's no way you haven’t noticed! Your hatred of the boss was more obvious, sure, but for the first few days it seemed like you were gonna tear Nif and me to shreds if we ever got too close to the girls or Angel! Pulled the same shit for all of us but boss after Pentious got here too!”

“No I didn’t?!” Lucifer denies, horrified at the notion.

Had he really? He knew there could be a little backlash for other shapeshifters from spending too much time in one form, but for him to slip into the protective instinct of an imp without realizing it… that was sooo embarrassing! It was a good thing he was an imp right now or he’d be a glowing gold light bulb!

“The fuck you didn’t!” the bartender argued, pointing to the Radio Demon who was smiling wide in obvious excitement. “Why in the Hell’s did you think he hated your guts and messed with you all the time?!”

“Because he’s an asshole?!” He cried, looking to Angel for help. Big mistake because all the spider sinner did was laugh and agree with the bartender.

“Yeah, cause ya hissed at Nif and threatened ta kill her like her roaches if she became a problem for Char-Char! And ya treated ta rip my arms off for eternity if I tried ta hurt em when I first moved in!”

Lucifer stared at them in shock. He didn’t remember doing any of that. Suddenly, a hand was ruffling his hair making him flinch before turning to Alastor.

“Worry not Glowfly! Dear Niffty has forgiven you long ago. And I am much more forgiving too, now that I know you did it unconsciously.”

He stared at the sinner for a moment before asking, “Does that mean you’ll stop the short jokes?”

“HA! Not on your life!”

Hellborn Generations HC:

1st Gen: Any child born to a member of the Fallen. Mostly made up of the children of the Ars Goetia, the Von Eldritch family and Charlie. Any royal hellborn really.

2nd Gen: Any demon that spawned into existence when their Ring was created. First created by accident (they don't know that and the Sins will never tell) while mixing Lucifer’s powers with one other Sin. This group is made up of Imps, Hellhounds, Skeleton demons (Mammon wears glowing bones on his suit in Mastermind so I believe (for now) they’re Greed’s first demons), Succubi, Baphomets, and Infestors.

3rd Gen: After the Rings and the 2nd Gen were made, the Sins got curious if they could make new demons on purpose and so, using only enough of Lucifer’s powers to bring them to life, the other Sins would mix and match their powers to create this generation. This group is made up with Sharks, Dinosaur demons (as seen in Opps.), Jellyfish demons (seen in Ozzie’s) basically just any hellborn that we don’t know about and isn’t obviously one other Gens. Gonna throw Razzle and Dazzle in here too.