Vee

I’m female, my age is wouldn’t you like to know whether boy, I live in America, 1 star wouldn’t recommend. I’m pan,demigirl

I post art, fics, hc, just about anything, idrk.

yeah, have fun ig

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The Amazing Digital Escape au

base drawings: Finn

doodles: ragapom, cold nights, Monet, Jesterdoll, admiring your gf:], Abstragedy, Rae, Joseph, Finn and Pomni , ballet Monet , Elizabeth anatomy

Lore: Monet, names

random shit: Liz being Liz idk

Poolverine fics and things

snapping, fuck you

Hazbin stuff (mainly Radioapple)

Radioapple fic #1

chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3

Lucifer hc

weird ass shit abt me

I’m in the Hzbn fandom, hb, Tadc, SU, GF, TOH, TUA, MD, House MD, Ramshackle, X-men, Deadpool, PHM, etc…

I hate eating for like no reason idk

I have depression (sparkle addition) so I’m a little inconsistent with posting.

I swim as a sport

I play the sax and piano

I’m currently writing a book

I’m always open to drawing suggestions and ideas

I’m no longer on the dating market (still single, just gave up)

Alastor is asexual sex neutral, Bi, uses he/him

Lucifer is pan, uses he/they/she

Alastor typically does no touch days every other week, so he has a little recharge.

Lucifer tries to be a big spoon, does not fucking work.

Alastor wears a ponytail just because Lucifer likes it.

Alastor will eat sweets solely because Lucifer likes it.

they both love playing instruments together but REFUSE to play in front of others.

Alastor is actually really transparent about his love life and Lucifer is more secretive.

Lucifer makes ducks if Alastor with different hairstyles because Alastor can’t change his hair.

Alastor loves the scent of apples just because it’s what Lucifer smells like.

Lucifer wanted Alastor to meet the other sins, but Alastor was a bit intimidated so he refused.

Alastor and Lucifer speak French together when they need privacy.

personally, I love the idea of Wanda w/ a gothic look, she’s so pretty omg, but as I was looking at her design, I figured I could alter some things I thought were weird

Redesign

Comparisons below

Chapter 3/? 

Titled: Meeting and mayhem

“By the way dad, in 3 days vaggi and I are going to Heaven for a meeting with Sera and Emily, so I won’t be here.” Charlie said to her dad hesitantly. 

She knew heaven was a sensitive topic for Lucifer, but if she was going to be gone for a good chunk of a day, she’d probably better keep on the same page.

Lucifer shifted his weight, hands holding each other and looked up at Charlie “you are?” He said, thinking.

That’s when an idea popped in his mind. “Charlie I really hate to ask you a favor, especially this, but I was wondering… if maybe… you could… ask sera if I could come to heaven to meet with them too?” Lucifer pleaded.

“I promise char, I’ll be on my best behavior I’ll be with bodyguards or anyone to look after me, I’ll let you and Vaggi have your alone time, I just REALLY want to talk to them about something.” Lucifer anxiously asked.

Charlie’s brows furrowed and she thought.

“I’ll ask. No guarantees though. Come with me to speak with Sera though.” Charlie shrugged.

Lucifer pumped his fist in the air and acknowledged his silent win.

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As Charlie and Lucifer stepped into the heaven sanctuary in the center of hell, Lucifer gripped onto the brim of his hat in his hands. 

He hadn’t seen sera in months. Not since he was used as a weapon to take over heaven, and he hadn’t even talked to her before fucking passing out.

They stepped into a golden room, both sitting down at a diamond shaped table, waiting for there to be a glow.

As the seats before them started to illuminate, the image of Emily and sera came into view.

“Hey! Why back so soon?” Emily asked, a puzzled yet happy look on her face at the sight of her friend.

“Actually, my dad had something to discuss with you both.” Charlie said, turning to Lucifer, whose face flushed gold.

Sera’s eyes widened a bit at the sight of him. They barely spoke at all. Typically it was Adam who went to meeting to see Lucifer while the exterminations were happening, so he hadn’t seen her in quite some time.

“Hey s-, sera…” Lucifer stumbled over his words.

“It’s been a while.” Sera said firmly, unsure where their relationship stood at the moment.

“It has.” Lu replied awkwardly. 

Emily and Charlie exchanged cringing looks.

“Oh, well, go get to what I was going to ask of you was maybe, if it wasn’t too much trouble I could join Charlie… in heaven…?” Lucifer squeaked, bracing for impact.

“Pardon?” Sera said, stunned.

“I’ve never really met you,” Emily shrugged, “but I’m sure you’re awesome. But I have heard that being a fallen angel isn’t a good rep… so I guess if we have someone follow you around or something, we should be fine, it’s ok with me as long as it is with sera.” Emily said, gesturing to sera.

“Lucifer, you have not seen heaven in countless millennia, why now.” Sera demanded. 

Lucifer winced, though he knew the question was a valid one.

“I have more to talk about with you if I go visit heaven with Charlie, and I guess… I miss it.” Lucifer sighed.

Sera’s eyebrows furrowed at the news.

“I understand,” she sighed, “I agree with Emily. You may come up to heaven, but you will be heavily guarded. We can extend the visit to two days so we have enough time to talk to Charlie and you.” Sera concluded.

Lucifer jumped out of his seat to hug Charlie, a grin on his face.

What would he talk with sera about you may ask? Well getting his ability to hurt sinners back to kill the radio demon of course!

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Lucifer set a heavy case on his bed and opened it, filling it with rubber ducks. 

“Just packing the necessities!” He said proudly to Vaggi and Charlie as they watched him throw his favorite ducks into the case.

Vaggi sighed, clearly at peace with the fact she, nor Charlie can get him to pack the basic items.

“We’ll be there for a day, and stay overnight just so we have more time there and we can go through everything.” Charlie reminds everyone.

Vaggi took Charlie’s hand smiling. It’s weird for her too to be allowed back in heaven.

“Your highness, we’ll be leaving tomorrow so I suggest you get some rest to be up and ready tomorrow at 8 for the portal. Meet up im the lobby please.” Vaggi says respectfully.

“Again, Charlie’s girlfriend-“ Lucifer paused mid sentences as Charlie whispered in his ear, “I mean Vanni- oh, I mean Vaggi, call me Lu! Or daddy- wait no, whatever you want, don’t care. Just not ‘your highness’, that’s too formal, ew.” Lu over cringed, Being all leader-y and upfront was more liliths forte.

Vaggi grinned shyly and nodded. Charlie excitedly looked between them, happy they both liked each other. 

“Anyways! Vags and I are gonna go to bed, you should try and sleep too, dad.” Charlie said, taking vaggis hand and walking to the door.

Lucifer nodded and watched his door close. He looked back at his suitcase full of yellow, and sighed.

He sat down on the floor, back resting on the side of his bed and looked at the family portrait hanging up on the wall. It was moments like these that he missed Lilith. That he missed when his family was whole.

He scowled at the thought of Alastor disrespecting him and Lilith the other day. And lucifer hated most of all that Alastor found his way into his thoughts.

He hated that he’d found his private thoughts, his property, his obligation to his own ranting and talks had been violated.

“Ugh that prick.” 

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Lucifer tried to go to bed. He really did. But it seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find his way to sleep. So he did his favorite and only coping mechanism- making ducks.

Lucifer sat up from his bed and pulled the covers off, getting up, and opening his desk drawer to see little white rubber ducks, uncolored.

With a sigh, he sat down, grabbing a paint brush, and got to work, dipping into yellow paints.

As hours went by, he added more and more ducks to his collection, some similar to others, some unique, some resembling people he’d come across after so many millennia of living.

Though to be fair, he wasnt living. He was waiting. Waiting for tomorrow to come in hopes maybe something would turn out ok. Like make Lilith would come back, or Charlie wouldn’t give up on him, or maybe something would feel right. Just waiting. 

Waiting for something better.

The dread had already become a normal noise in Lucifer’s head as his under eyes became dark and his wrist tired from painting.

Eventually, the sun had shown and he saw no point I’m trying to compete with the sun for rest.

So, he hopped up, wobbling a bit from fatigue, and quickly transformed into clothing and his suitcase.

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As lucifer found himself in the lobby, mug in hand, waiting for Charlie and Vaggi, a voice rang out, “now what could his majesty be doing at this early hour?” Alastor questioned. 

Usually Lucifer would’ve jumped at the sudden noise. But he was so exhausted that his eyes only moved towards the sound.

“Bambi, I’m not in the mood, if you must go on bothering people, talk to your maid or whatever.” Lucifer groaned, rubbing his eyes.

Alastors expression tightened. That wasn’t the reaction he wanted. He wanted fear, anger.

“Rude,” Alastor muttered, crossing his arms.

“Yeah, yeah, sit on a dick. Bellhop, I have had a shit night, I’m just waiting for Charlie and Vanastasia or whatever. So how about if you run off and go fuck yourself.” Lucifer said sternly.

He was done. Alastor has constantly been a bother. Trying to steal Charlie away, incessantly annoying him, teasing him, parading Lucifer’s private thoughts and feelings, mocking his failed marriage, the list can go on.

Alastor growled at the reply and hand tightened around his staff.

“Pardon?” He snarled, getting irritated.

“Sorry, I said SIT ON A DICK.” Lucifer yelled, “oh yeah, and don’t forget GO FUCK YOURSELF.” Lucifer continued, eyes starting to grow red with annoyance.

“Woah woah WOAH. What’s going on??” Charlie asked as she walked in, looking at Alastor and Lucifer.

“Nothing sweetie. Don’t worry. Are you all ready to go?” Lucifer asked Charlie and vaggi as they approached.

“Now where might you lot be going?” Alastor questioned, trying to pry.

“We’re going to heaven!” Charlie answered, the thought of Lucifer and Alastor fighting seeming to leave her mind.

“Oh?” Alastor raised a brow, “well Charlie, if you’ve come to say goodbye to your father before you leave, just know he’s in a mood.” 

Charlie cocked her head, a bit confused, “uh, actually, dad’s coming with us. We talked to sera and Emily, and they’re cool with it, we’re all staying the night so we’ll be back tomorrow.” 

Alastors hands tightened around his staff as he looked to Lucifer whose eyes seemed to brighten in excitement.

“Now why would the king of hell need to go to heaven? Care to share those juicy details?” Alastor asked, doing a little radio host announcement tone into his staff.

“Oh, well he’s-“

“NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!” Lucifer stomped, scowling.

Charlie and Vaggis eyebrows raised at the yelling and both mentally pleaded with whatever divine being would listen to please let the portal open now!

“My, my! So on edge, so childish.” Alastor commented.

Lucifer fumed as Alastor laughed at him.

“Look at you! The ‘king of hell’, though instead of demanding respect you’re just a sad insect at the mercy of those you are designed to rule. How pitiful.” Alastor taunted.

Vaggi finally stepped in, “Alastor that’s enough. You have no right to speak to anyone like that, especially Charlie’s dad, and most importantly, the KING OF HELL.” Vaggi reminded.

Alastor sighed, “very well, I’ll allow you all to get back to your excursions. Bring me back a souvenir!” He called as he finally walked away. 

Lucifer -still angry- exhaled deeply, trying to let go of any anger and tension sticking to his bones.

When Logan snaps, it comes with the same reaction from the van.

Logan was already in a bad mood, Wade tried to help, but it just ended in Logan snapping.

“Hey, peanut, I know you didn’t sleep well and you not having a good day so I got a bunch of blankets and turned on one of there old ass war movies you-“ Wade was cut off.

“Can you ever stop talking?! I already date you, I don’t need you to constantly be on my back! Jesus, could you ever just stop trying to get attention so damn hard, you’re just an annoying prick! Get off my back Wade, you ugly, annoying fuck!” Logan kept going. The hurt in wades face was evident. He went silent. Muttered an apology and left the small apartment. Wade walked down the street to Sister Margret’s. Wade felt like shit. He was just trying to help. But what if Logan was right?

Shot after shot. Another beer, another, another. He was wasted. Muttering like an idiot. Weasel called Logan, and Logan came to pick him up.

When Wade had left the apartment, the reality set in. What Logan said left his mouth so easy, and the guilt settled in his chest. 

“Shit…” he whispered to himself. He knew Wade was really sensitive on these topics. why had he said it? He wanted to go after Wade, but would he want to see him. Logan looked back to the couch. It had many blankets and pillows, two right next to each other and Logan’s favorite war movie on the TV, ready to turn on. After hours of regret, Logan got a call. 

“Hey Logan? It’s Weasel. Wades wasted and can’t get home. Can you get him before he pukes on my floors?” A male voice said from the other end of the line.

Logan agreed and came as fast as he could. When Logan got there, Wade was hunched over the bar, looking wasted. His speech slurred and loud.

“Logan! Hey! What’r you doin here?” Wade said extremely loud.

Logan didn’t say anything, just scooped Wade up like he was a feather, and carried him to their car. Wade kept ranting.

“y’know, you’re right, I try waaaaay too hard. And it’s annoying cuz I’m annoying, and that’s only because if I don’t make a joke or make something feel happy or give me attention, I feel how big of an annoying prick I am.” Wade said, leaning against the cold window. 

It hurt to hear Logan’s words back at him. But Logan drove in silence, bringing Wade home. He carried him to bed, and tucked him in. Before Wade could pass out, Logan whispered, “I love you so much. Darlin’, I shouldn’t ever said those things. You are my world and I was wrong. ‘M sorry.” He said, kissing wades forehead. 

it’s Mickey Mouse and Jennifer Cooliages toxic marriage

I had so much fun lmao

Elizabeth misses her bigger body😌

Chapter 2/? Titled: Plans

part 1 /next

Alastor held the book close to his chest as he teleported back to his room. 

He fell onto his loveseat and opened the diary again, still not believing what his eyes were telling him.

The first page of the diary was set before the creation of Adam and Lilith. 

“Dear journey, this isn’t a diary, because diaries are stupid, and Michael has a stupid diary. Anywho, I was telling the speaker of god and sera ALL ABOUT THIS NEW THING I MADE. I love it so much I’m so happy! I call it a duck! It’s a little ball of feathers, like a chicken, but it has a longer neck and beak and it makes a super cute sou-“ 

Alastor rolled his eyes as he skipped all of the paragraphs mentioning ducks.

“The speaker of god told me and Michael that we’re going to put humans on earth. A man and woman. I learned all about them. Hopefully they like the garden that I helped design.”

Alastor cocked his head, smile widening at the information. 

“Interesting. Looks like I have some studying to do.” Alastor crooned as he turned the page.

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Niffty pranced around Lucifer’s room, cleaning everything up, and putting them in the place they once were before she raided his drawers and found the diary.

She hummed cheerfully as she straightened out a line of ducks on the shelf before turning.

“Uhhh, hEYYYY Nicky!” Lucifer sauntered over, clearly confused. 

Niffty jumped and turned, clearly scared.

“Have fun in your clean room ok byyyyye!” She screeched as she ran out of the room.

“Uhhh. Ok?” Lucifer said to himself, confused as he looked around his room.

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Lucifer plopped on his bed, kicking off his heeled boots and took a deep breath.

The trust circle or whatever Charlie called it went well. Lucifer mentioned heaven and that was a little awkward and decided to not mention it anymore after that. Sometimes sinners don’t like hearing about how great heaven is compared to the fiery pits of this literal hellscape.

After everyone seemed to warm up to each other, a few left to go get drinks at the bar, Lucifer stayed and talked with Charlie, though there wasn’t much to say. She was happy he opened up and was able to show a more vulnerable side to him, and like anyone, it’s difficult. Honestly Lucifer was a very protective person when it came to a more vulnerable side that was only seen by Charlie or Lilith.

Speaking of the woman, Lucifer twisted his ring on his finger absentmindedly. The thought of taking it off plagued his mind for a long time, a want to take it off to save him from the heat of his grief. But as he gazed at the golden ring, the symbol of his undying love for his wife… he questioned if that’s what she was. A wife stays through sickness and through health, but Lilith left in the midst of a perfect marriage. She left like a sailor turns his back on a clear, blue, sun stricken shore.

His brows furrowed as every mistake he’d ever made feels more prominent in his mind. Like maybe one of them is the one that made her leave. Maybe if he find out what he did that made her leave he can fix it, fix himself.

Slowly but surely, he fastens the ring back on his finger and sat up.

“Fuck.”

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“Fuck!” Alastor cursed as he paced back and forth, frantically reading the pages of Lucifer’s diary, scanning the pages as it had so much information and personal knowledge that fed Alastors mischievous drive like oil to a flame. 

“AHAH! This fool! He HAD THIS lying around?!” Alastor cackled at the hardcover, leather book and sighed away a tear, grinning ferociously.

“But Michael is SO stupid because he said I couldn’t keep any ducks that came to heaven. Also, that girl on earth, Lilith, she seems really sad with Adam. Adam’s kinda mean. I don’t like mean people. Like when someone stole my hat and filled it with honey. It was meant to be a harmless prank, but I had honey in my hair for MONTHS!!” 

The paragraphs went on with recordings of Lucifer’s angelic days. Full of drama and comedy and sad stories that made Alastor only laugh harder at Lucifer’s hardships.

That is… until he came to one of the last pages…

“Dear journal, I made the best and worst mistake of my life. I wanted to help Lilith and bring happiness and peace and choice to the world but it didn’t work out and now, I’m in hell, a new land that’s a barren wasteland and I’m left with so much pain aching my body.

I don’t know why I did it and now I’ve lost everything. Michael, the speaker of god, sera, everyone. My wings were bunt to a fiery red and my entire form was manipulated and now every part of my being feels off and awful and heavy and I cannot breathe. But Lilith…. My lily. It was worth it if I get to spend the rest of my days with her. Then I’ll happily spend eternity in my suffering.”

Alastors smile shrunk slightly at the page of writing. A heavy feeling arose in Alastor and he absolutely despised it; sympathy. He hated his feelings, he hated Lucifer, and he hated his ridiculous impulsive behavior. 

Alastor got frustrated as he growled and slammed the book closed, straightening up.

He scowled at the book like it was its fault for making Alastor feel that way. 

“That idiotic, ridiculous, dull child!” He breathed as his fists clenched. He looked to his bayou, smelling the air of water, life, and trees.

“The information this gem offered with do nicely.” He said to himself.

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“Oh Charlie dear!!” Alastor announced, lightheartedly sauntering into the lobby where everyone took a seat.

“I will do you the immense favor of doing a trust exercise, as long as I choose the game.” He nodded.

Charlie beamed and slapped her hands onto her cheeks, “yes! Id been hoping you’d join us for one! Let’s do one right now! Everyone’s here.” Charlie shrugged.

People looked around and a few (literally just husk) groaned, but sat on the floor in a circle. Angel looked around suspiciously but sat next to husk.

“I was hoping we could name one thing we know about each other! We choose a person here and name one thing about them we know and share!” Alastor suggested, though it was more of a demand than anything. 

“Alright! Sounds like fun! That’s a great way to show we know and care about each other!” Charlie nodded, holding Vaggi’s hand, who looked rather doubtful of Alastor.

Lucifer sat on the other side of Charlie rolling his eyes at Alastor. Though if this is what she wanted, then he’ll go along with it.

“Who’d like to go first?” Charlie asked, grinning, looking around the circle

“Ooh! Me! Me!” Niffty screamed, hand shooting into the air.

Everyone blinked at her but let her continue, eyes letting her move on.

“This one is about Charlie!! Charlie knows how to make balloon animals, she made me once and I used it as a body pillow.” She snickered.

Charlie’s proud smile died a bit at the idea of Niffty cuddling with a balloon of herself.

“That’s… great Niff. Alright, vaggi?”

“Did you all know that Alastor can cook, really well. I guess he just chooses to eat disgusting shit.” Vaggi mutters.

Charlie grinned as it was her turn.

“Niffty speaks fluent Japanese!” She beams.

Then it was Lucifer’s turn. 

“Oh uhh, Charlie hated the color red all throughout her teen years. Like hated it, like, she colored up the red circles on her cheeks with face paint.” Lucifer rambled. 

Charlie sweated at the information but still reassuringly laid a hand on his shoulder.

A few more people had a turn, then last bud not least, Alastor had his turn.

“Ahem! I’d like everyone to know that Lucifer, your incompetent little king, had a very interesting relationship with not only the high seraphim of heaven, but with the speaker of god.” Alastor smirked, glaring at Lucifer, who tensed and scowled.

Charlie blinked in surprise.

“Not only that, but Lucifer was fine with being sent to hell,” Alastor mocked, bringing out the baby voice “as long as if he was forced with his Lily. Now look at him! Miserable and lonel-“ 

“Wow! Wow! ok, that’s a little far, Alastor.” Charlie sternly said, not feeling bad at all for her tone.

Lucifer stood up, fists clenched and anger so clear on his face it started to turn gold.

“If there was any universe where I could hurt a sinner, your blood would have painted these walls red. This damn curse is the only thing holding me back from wearing your skin as a jacket.” Lucifer threatened, eyes fully red and horns growing. 

Sinners looked between Alastor and Lucifer, having an “OH SHIT” moment.

Even Charlie was unsure whether to intervene.

Alastor grinned so wide it looked like it hurt, clearly satisfied with the reaction he received.

“An eternity with your little lily, how sweet. Say, are you still wearing your wedding ring after she left you?! Dear me, what a pathetic fantasy you cling onto.” Alastor snarled as he stood, fording his hands neatly behind his back.

“When I ever find a way to harm you, you’ll regret ever breathing her name.”

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As a hologram shined to life, Emily and Sera’s bodies came into view. “OH HI CHARLIE!” Emily bursted as they saw Charlie on the other side of the call.

“hi Emily!! Sooo, I know it’s kinda out of the blue to call, to start, how is Pent doing???”

“Oh he’s doing fantastic, he and Charri have been exchanging to CUTEST love letters, ugh I’ll have to read them to you sometime.” Emily swooned.

“That’s so cute!” Charlie gushed, wiping a nonexistent tear from her eye.

“Anyways, I was hoping that maybe you could, I dunno… maybe schedule a meeting for all of us to get together…? one of the sinners at the hotel had a great question that definitely affects the redemption process.”

Emily thinks and turns to sera, whom is sitting politely in a chair, sipping something.

“That should be alright. Of course we are busy trying to prepare the sinners to be redeemed so how does in 3 days sound? We’ll open up a portal in the morning, and you can get settled, spend a bit walking around, then we can have the meeting when the clock strikes noon.” sera plans.

Charlie beams and stomps her feet, squeaking.

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