#version 3

Kit Connor & Joseph Quinn

2025 British Independent Film Awards

before winning the Best Ensemble Performance Award

VAGOOBA!

private/selective/lit RP for Vaggie of Hazbin Hotel/Hellaverse.

features different versions of Vaggie, including canon+hc-based and a darker pilot-based version (Vagatha Motha) and more (see info).

Crossover/OC-friendly.

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DISCLAIMER: 21+. Violence, profanity, dark humor, peril. Not in the mood for virtue signaling or heavy fandom discourse. This is for fun & geeking out over rp.

DNI: non-rp blogs/Minors/shit starters.

Unleashed by Epiphany.

version 3

other versions/concepts here

//sfw, established relationship, POV-switch denoted by ~~~

Thin smoke curled through the air before Megumi’s eyes, lips tart with the lemon in his gin.

He much preferred the hazy din of a pub over the raucous energy of bars and clubs, but Yuji and Nobara had wanted to dance tonight.

They always wanted to dance.

Sometimes they were just more willing to compromise than other days.

Tonight Megumi hadn’t been so lucky.

He’d been helpless, really.

Especially once Yuji had looked at him with those earnest doe eyes of his. “Pleeaaassseee Meg?”

He’d hoped Maki would stand her ground against Nobara, because his cousin disliked clubs just as much as Megumi, but he’d underestimated how whipped Maki was as well.

They were both useless. And as a result had ended up in what seemed to be the sweatiest, smokiest, shittiest nightclub in all of Tokyo.

~~~

Yuji had tried to drag Megumi onto the dance floor earlier, but only Nobara had gotten lucky with her partner.

“Don’t ask me again, Yuji. I don’t want to. I’ll just wait for you here.”

It meant that Nobara and Maki were holding hands, jumping, spinning on the floor, full-chest laughing their love into existence in the hazy club atmosphere; meanwhile Yuji was left to hover as best as he could nearby them, declining any stranger’s attempt to dance with him.

Yuji loved to dance. But right now he was just feeling like an unwanted third shoe.

And his down-turned attention made him hyper-aware of how gross the floor in this club was, sticky in random patches and littered with damp globs of things that Yuji did NOT want to know about.

He kept glancing at his boyfriend, who was stubbornly sitting at the bar with his eyebrows lowered in a moody expression as he stared at nothing in particular.

“Don’t ask me again, Yuji.”

But Yuji’s body was craving, twitching, crawling all over with want, goosebumps pricking his body like his blood beneath his skin was magnetic, drawn to Megumi.

His dark hair fell over his eyes easily, eyebrows drawn together and mouth quirked into a subtle look of distaste. Yuji found it incredibly endearing, even if he knew it meant his boyfriend was grumpy to be here.

But in the next second there was a stranger. Sliding up along the bar to nudge Megumi with their elbow, say something and flashing a smile.

Yuji watched Megumi’s frown deepen, looking the stranger up and down like he was considering punching them, which apparently wasn’t enough to deter them (Yuji couldn’t blame them, either; he liked when Megumi looked at him like that too)

Yuji decided he didn't want that lethal gaze directed at anyone but himself, feet taking him towards the bar of their own accord.

"No thanks, I don't need another drink," Megumi was telling the stranger as Yuji approached.

“Well how about a dance, then?"

Just in time, Yuji slung his arm around Megumi's shoulders. "All his dances are promised to me, actually."

Megumi's body relaxed into his as soon as he realized it was Yuji. He intertwined their fingers together, claiming Yuji in return.

Yuji couldn't stop grinning, and with an unapologetic "Sorry!" he whisked Megumi away from the bar and towards the dance floor.

"I'm only gonna pretend to dance so they leave me alone” — shouted into Yuji's ear over the blast of the speakers.

Yuji just held Megumi's hands tighter, tugging.

Nobara and Maki were lost to the crowd, and Yuji didn’t care enough to look, Megumi’s wrist cool and yielding in his palm.

Right underneath the disco ball, Yuji stopped, turned around, smiled at his boyfriend, who just frowned.

“C’mon Meg, you have to sell it at least a little.”

Pulled Megumi in closer, willing and possessive hands on his waist, slipping beneath the leather jacket, beneath the simple cotton shirt, to make skin-on-skin contact, fingertips pressed in just hard enough to bruise the sensitive skin there.

And arms came to wrap around Yuji's neck, no longer resisting, and Yuji held him firm as he started to move to the music.

With hands stroking Megumi's side, he finally melted around Yuji, limbs turning to liquid, feet moving freely, and Yuji finally took a step back to see the way Megumi danced beneath the spotlights.

That same glare like he was going to punch Yuji. "Don't you dare look at me like that. You said all my dances were promised to you. Get back here."

Hands pulling him back.

And Yuji went willingly.

previous version here

I finally finished this version of the game.

There were no more bugs except for the one I mentioned before about the logo disappearing from the game window.

I also took my time to go to Noelle's room and pay respect for Dess like last year (I'll keep doing it every "December 25" until we find more clues about her whereabouts).

.·:*¨Revelio Magicae .˚ˑ༄ version 3 (9 octobre 2023)

Venez fêter Samhain avec nous sur Revelio Magicae, pumpkins scream in the dead of night 🎃 Bannières & codage by HERESY.

The second they’d returned with Lady Lilligant, Akari had basically Extremespeed’d to the supply tent, leaving everyone else in the dust. Rei helped Arezu get her Noble to medbay, grumbling about Dewotts and priorities. Honestly, he didn’t see what the big deal was with this whole “evolution party” anyways.

Honestly, he’d rather rest up and heal. This whole thing was just… a lot to deal with. A whole lot to deal with. And being around the Dewott may only make things worse.

---

Akari was zipping around the supply hall, going back-and-forth to try and gather the supplies needed for the party. It was astonishing one hadn’t been planned yet, but there was a crisis afoot. That and these weren’t their natural forms, but. That’s no reason to cheat someone out of one of the most important days of their life!

“So...what’s the plan for when we get this all fixed?” Eh? Fixed? Wott? “Honestly? Mainly getting rid of all these adaptations, and getting rationing reset.”

Hearing all this caused the Water-type to screech to a halt before she stumbled over another’s words. They weren’t seriously talking about...

“Heh, well. I’d kill to have arms again, if you ask me. Sucks that I have to ask for so much help.”

“Legends, that has to stink. I’m just glad I still have mine...” As the pair laughed and walked along, neither deigned to notice the slack-jawed Explorer. And, if she was of a clearer mind, she’d be thankful for that. But as it was, she had only one thing in her mind.

“Palkia, why didn’t I think of that...’

---

Rei grunted, working his forelegarm a bit. One good thing about these changes, Potions were far more useful. And if Akari was anything to go by, this wasn’t that bad a fate - Jubilife was adapting enough before she showed up, but once the Dewott had shown that life as a Pokemon didn’t have to be uncivilized things picked up pace. 

On his way out, he passed by a Sliggoo’s bed, where the Rock-type Noble helped remove some shards of stone from his Warden’s goopy body. A small chuckle escaped the Raichu’s lips - another training accident, no doubt. The pair had been sparring a fair bit after both had gotten back to health, and he’d heard even Sabi was joining in. It made sense - while Sliggoo were blind, Goodra could see. Best to get that back sooner than later, even if they don’t know how long they’ll... be like this...

Eyes slowly went wide as implications went thru his head. Sweet Groudon, was that why?

---

*thump*

“OOF! Sorry about that Rei...”

“I-it’s alright, I wasn’t watching where I was going.” The duo slowly stood up, avoiding eye contact with the other.

Dust drifted upwards as paws shuffled. “So, umm... W-we don’t have to do the party.”

“I’m not sure where we cou-wait, what?” Embarrassment forgotten, the Electric-type’s eyes darted to look at the Mareepish Dewott.

“Y-yeah, I...I kinda was getting all into it, and forgot you guys. May not be staying this way.”

“I...umm. I actually realized that...”

“Wait, what?”

A small nod from the ‘chu. “Yeah, I...I know we want to go back to being human, but we don’t know how we’d do it... or when. So I guess indulging in something like an evolution party might not be that bad, especially if we...you know.”

“O-oh... I see.” Silence reigned over the pair, a small wind stirring up the dust and grass. “So, umm...”

huff...puff...

The sounds of exhaustion caused two pairs of ears to twitch, their owners turning over and down to look at the source: A small Growlithe, drenched and out of breath.

Both Surveyors immediately panicked, Akari reaching down to hold the poor thing. “What happened? Is everything ok? Why are you so wet?”

“A-Akari...that’s the young Lord.”

“Wott?” She turned to face her partner (...huh, guess he was!), eyes catching his fear-widened ones. 

“He’s not yet taken the Trial yet, but he should be next in line... and Palina watches him like a Staraptor. For him to be here on his own - “

“Something would have to be very wrong...” A shudder overtook the Dewott as she looked back at the shaking canine.

Tears quivered under his bangs as that ruddy muzzle worked, trying to form words - and eventually managing to get something out.  “P-please...help...h-help Momma...”

---

The two Explorers/Rescuers promptly rushed the runaway heir to the medical tent, where all attention was diverted to getting the dry and fed. Well, that and planning how to handle the Coastlands, since they had rocketed to the top of the “must-do” list.

(One does not just ignore a Noble’s request, alright?

Well, within reason.)

“What do you mean I can’t go?”

“You’re a Noble - well, Noble-to-be. You need to stay here with the others - we can’t risk you getting Frenzied.”

“But...”

“No ‘Buts’. Every other Noble we’ve met has been Frenzied, and we have no reason to believe you won’t be. Stay here.” And with that Rei walked off towards the Hall’s exit, Akari looking back worriedly before following.

The young Fire/Rock-type whined, head lowered. This wasn’t fair! Mommy and Other Daddy were stuck out there, and he couldn’t help! Yes, he was able to get them some help, but that was beside the point! He could actually help this time, so why wouldn’t they let him?!

He needed to find a way out to join up with them. Somehow.