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Hazbin Characters + How They Sleep

Pairing: Alastor, Lucifer Morningstar, Charlie Morningstar, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Adam, Vox, Valentino x Reader

Tags: sfw, cuddles, literal sleeping together, wings, tail shenanigans, horns, possessiveness, kissing, established relationship

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A/N: Idea I had while talking with @massivementalitynut. had to write it because the idea wouldn't leave me alone.

Alastor begins with sleeping on opposite sides of the bed but as your relationship progresses he allows you to get closer and closer. But not to fully cuddle with him unless he initiates it. The most he will allow you to do is hold his hand while you sleep. Anything else must be on his terms.

Lucifer always wraps his wings around you like they're a huge fluffy blanket. Since he's a bit touch starved right now he is very clingy in his sleep, always seeking you out and kissing you lazily. Actually prefers to be the big spoon when sleeping because he never knows when his horns might pop out, so it's safer for you.

Charlie wraps her tail around your thigh when you go to bed. It's a possessive gesture that she used to apologize for many times until you told you that you like knowing she thinks of you as her beloved. Since then she's never shied away from it, even using her tail to pull you in closer when you have, in her mind, gone to far away on the bed, even though you never do go that far.

Vaggie fought against being the little spoon when you slept together. She had a reputation to uphold and she was worried that you might make fun of her if she acted too cute, little did she know that her cuteness was actually one of her greatest weapons. Eventually she did accept it but she still kept her spear near by and her arms tightly locked around your middle.

Angel Dust sleeps on his back, head turned away from you but always has two arms thrown over you. He wants to be able to get you close if he wants to and doesn't mind if you end up on top of him and using his chest floof as a pillow. Why not let you do that when both of you know that he is much softer and better then the pillows you do have, and this pillow will also kiss you any time you want.

Husk never holds back a purr when you have your arm thrown just below his wings, scratching his back. It's rare that he shows you his stomach while he sleeps but that's not your fault, he has to trust you a bit more first. But just the fact that he's letting you hear him purring and isn't denying it is a huge step in your relationship and shows the amount of trust that he already has in you.

Adam takes op the whole bed as his wings fan out and push you off. He yawns like he's bored when you complain about his sleeping habits and really doesn't feel like getting into an argument over it. Eventually he does tell you to get on top of him, in a kind of dismissive tone but then as soon as you are on top of him he grabs you and holds you close to him, so you don't fall again.

Vox doesn't need that much sleep actually but he likes the idea of having you close to him while he does. In fact he can sleep in his chair, with the cables charging him up faster and you sitting in his lap while you wait for him. Occasionally his screen with flicker back on, eyes unfocused for a bit until they land on you and he grins, giving you a quick kiss and telling you he's almost done.

Valentino cocoons you with his wings, almost trapping you against his body, in his bed, in his arms. Kissing you and making you gasp early in the morning is the best way for him to fully wake up and get ready to start his day. His four hands are always touching you in some way, one holding your hand, one on the back of your head, one around your waist, and one on your thigh.

Art from February 2025. [Hazbin Hotel- Angel Vaggie- Fan Art].

It looks like Chaggie are going to have a fun night~ 🦋🔥 ✨💙 I hope you like it! :3 💙✨ -> [ABOUT COMMISSIONS] <-

He's not getting that raise

↳ The cluster B character of the day is...

Charlie Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel

Anon headcanons Charlie as having BPD

PT: the cluster b character of the day is charlie morningstar from hazbin hotel. Anon headcanons charlie as having bpd.

Divider ID: a divider gif of several bats in a row, flashing between wings open and closed, always in an alternating pattern

MICHAEL REF SHEET

Boi can switch between formal, causal and goth, which is by the way heavily influenced by Azrael. Okay most of the outfits were given to him and not chosen by him. 🤣🤣

Hope you like him :D

I headcanon Vox as half Polish, half Filipino and he's code switching king. He gives Velvette and Valentino whiplash with it when he drags them to meet his parents and answers a work phone call in the middle of the dinner.

★ 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 ★

Wow just realised this entire time my asks have been off woopsie ●_● Should be fixed now.

Anyway, since y'all went feral over this dynamic (and I can't blame you), here's more of Carmilla with her adopted fallen angel child.

I know I said part 2, but I'm honestly considering making this a sort've slice-of-life series seeing as I absolutely love this dyanmic and I'm having some serious brainrot over these two.

Part 1 ↫ Right Here

➲ 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 Carmine + !Fallen Angel!Reader

➲ Romantic ☐, Platonic ☒

➲ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 Count; 3,662 Words

➲ Warnings/notes; Female reader, somewhat depressed reader, minor mentions of gore, sleep deprived writing, potential ooc Carmilla, mother mode Carmilla increased

Getting used to your new life required more effort than you ever thought was ever needed. Getting used to living in hell was a chore in of itself, and quite a tedious one, and getting used to the new family you now found yourself surrounded by only piled on a tad more stress.

Unlike heaven, the land below was almost always swathed in some sort've darkness - There was literally no day night cycle at all and it was fucking with your head. Your poor circadian rhythm was completely thrown all over the place when three in the morning was just as bright at two in the afternoon. Not to mention the smoke ever present in the air. You weren't sure which you hated more between the two.

(Probably the air. You actually liked it when you breathed and didn't hack up a lung.)

It was a lot, especially when you were getting used to your new wingless life.

(Which sucked, by the way. Every time your fight or flight response kicked in, you found yourself straining your back muscles trying to lift off with nothing to support you and it made you want to cry every single time it happened.)

However, all of this was way better than what could've happened had Carmilla not saved your life. Your back still ached and the phantom pain still tortured you at night, the feather-fluff nubs of your old wings only served as a painful reminder. As much as you hated to admit it, often times you'd spend the entire night longing for the newly comforting touch of your adopted mother figure…

Wow. That felt weird to admit. That and a whole lot of other repressed emotions and memories.

You groaned and sighed, clutching your head and threading your fingers through your tussled bedhair. Your back muscles flexed, the sound of rustling feathers muffled by the mattress. The sensation was weird enough to make you 'gwak', roll on to your stomach and faceplant into your pillow. It was more natural that way, anyway - When one has wings it was rather difficult to sleep on your back, afterall, at least after your first growth spurt. You never thought you would miss the feeling, but you fought to find any silver lining in your new life. And in a world that was mostly shades of red, silver was quite a luxury.

Your somewhat depressing quiet time was broken by the gentle tapping of steel carefully approaching your room.

"Mi peque?" You didn't have the energy to jump, already having heard the delicate 'tink' of Carmilla's pointed shoes against the hardword floor of your new home. Her silhouette took up most of the doorway, the faint light spilling in from the hallway making the angelic steel decorating her body glow, much like the warm lull of her crimson eyes. Your head tiltied to the side to stare at her, but otherwise you made no movement.

She blinked once and ducked her head to step into your room. If you were, well, you from about a week ago, you probably would've been shitting bricks at the sight. It was lowkey terrifying, mostly because Carmilla was so much taller than you and had the expression of a constantly pissed off commander or something. However, it didn't scare you - Mostly because your worst nightmare had already come true.

"Can't sleep?" Her voice was soft, something that completely contrasted her outward exterior. It was soothing, though, and you found yourself not caring when she settled herself on the end of your bed.

(Your new bed. Your new bed that you could, for once, comfortably stretch out on.)

"Something like that," You mumbled, practically whispered. Your eyes glowed much like Carmilla's, like a mischevious cat from your spot hidden under your multiple blankets. "It's, mm, weird. Sleeping by myself."

Her eyebrow quirked, a silent invitation to continue if you wanted to. Maybe? Emotions were still hard to read for you.

"Well, because I'm used to sleeping in the barracks with the rest of my platoon. It's apparently really comforting, seeing as I haven't had a good sleep since I got here," You grappled your blankets a little tighter, as if doing so would provide you with some sort've phantom comfort that you secretly longed for.

A breath of silence hung steadily in the air, as if both your minds were churning on what to say next.

"I'm sorry."

"M'sorry."

You both said at the same time, which seemed just a little cliche. Slinking out from underneath your covers, you couldn't help by eye the demon across from you warily.

"Why're you sorry?"

"Because, I'll admit, I'm a little rusty," She reached up and untied her buns, letting her hair loosen and tumble down her back. "It's been a while since my girls were young like you-" You scoffed, which prompted an amused smirk "And it's not like I know anything about taking care of an angel."

"Well, you're doing better than what they were doing up there," You blankly motioned upwards where the pearly gates shone brightly in the sky like a constant sun. "Plus, I'd say you're dealing with me as gracefully as you can."

"Elaborate?" Carmila carded her fingers through her hair, tilting her head curiously. The mountain on your shoulders threatened to stumble, and by god you were ready to let it fall.

"Well, it's not like any heaven-born has parents. Heaven was always all about equality and shit, and every single child was raised by the community. And yeah, it was all rainbows and crap because everyone was loved mostly equally, but it sucked because I was always just another nestling that someone had to keep an eye on," You brought your knees up to your chest. "That's why, when the lieutenant gave me her offer I didn't refuse, cause I thought 'wow, someone noticed me!' and it was a feeling I chased ever since."

It felt nice to let it all out for once. Not like anyone else around you back then really cared, cause they all went through the same thing.

Beside you, the covers rustled. Carmilla opened her arms wordlessly, minutely enough that if you didn't want to, you could probably brush the motion off as stretching. But, the warmth the she radiated was sorely tempting, and your little serotonin deprived brain was severly touch-starved.

Wow, four days into your new life, and you found yourself snuggling into the arms of one of Hell's overlords. And, sullying the lord's name, by god you loved it.

Not a single word had to be uttered between the two of you, not as long as you didn't want it. That was the silent message that you both clearly understood.

It kind've made you want to cry, if you were being honest with yourself. In a place that had seemingly been perfect, you found your life lacking, and in the burning pits of eternal damnation, you'd found yourself feeling loved for the first time since you could remember. The way Carmilla's hold around you grew tighter, just ever so slightly - A comforting weight draped across your shoulders as you leaned into her warmth. That, along with her mellow breathing, it felt homely and nostalgic.

Tugging your blankets a little tighter around yourself, you didn't even fight the way your eyelids drooped.

Two weeks.

It felt like a lot longer, but you'd been living in hell for fourteen days, and it already felt like you'd been living here for months.

Well, it certainly didn't help that you never really left the main house. Like, ever. And you, for one, weren't complaining. The burning pits of Hell left much to be desired, and as a little angel who hadn't even had her first adult moult yet, you didn't really fancy going galavanting off around Hell, even if Carmilla was hovering over your shoulder like a helicopter parent.

Still, after the first week where you'd discovered and explored all the places that you were allowed to (the allure of the armory was great, but the potential wrath of an angry demon was greater), there wasn't really anything to do around the house. Sure, it was probably one of the safest places in the eternal firepit, but neither Carmilla nor Clara and Odette were ever really around, and it left you bored out of your mind.

Sprawled out across a rather decadent couch, soaking up the hellfire from outside, you found yourself wishing that something would happen that would hopefully prevent your mind from rotting further. But, if the big man from upstairs was paying attention, he surely must've hated you, because literally nothing was happening.

Unless…

You sat up, straining your ears.

Nope. Absolutely nothing.

You flopped backwards dramatically, back of your hand against your forehead and all.

Maybe, if you still had your weapon, you could've spent your time training or practicing or something. There was a training room somewhere in the house, and you weren't explicitly banned from using it, and it wasn't exactly a useless way to spend your time.

(At least that way you'd be able to get some reasonable exercise in rather than just moping around all day.)

Maybe that was something you could ask Carmilla later. She wasn't the type to be against learning self defense, however you had no idea if even she deemed yourself too young to learn how to fight. She certainly was not happy when she found out about how you were sent to fight with baby feathers still warming your wings, that was for sure.

At least you had something to talk about when she got home.

…

"You want to learn how to fight?" As expected, Carmilla didn't seem entirely thrilled at your idea.

"Not necessarily. Just, how to use weapons?" It was more of a question than an answer, but it seemed to ease the tenseness in her shoulders.

"What type of weapons? Swords? Spears? Firearms?" She fixed you with a look. "If you want to get started, the first thing you could do is be a little more specific."

Which was certainly not the answer you were expecting, so you took a few moments to blue screen.

"Well, I wasn't too fond of using spears… Swords don't sound to appealing either…" Your eyes started drifting, and soon you found that your real answer was right in front of you.

"If possible," You wrung your hands nervously, "could I use shoes like you do?"

Honestly, Carmilla's unique fighitng style had piqued your interest ever since your head became clear enough to notice. Having your hands free sounded more appealing than lugging around a heavy blade.

The demoness paused for a moment, completely silent as she studied you with a stern gaze. It wasn't negative or positive, if anything it was most likely calculative. You weren't entirely stupid, even if you were young, and you weren't naive. Carmilla was weighing the pros and cons of teaching you her trade.

"Why? They aren't exactly easy to use," That wasn't a no, at least.

"I don't like melee weapons, not hand-held ones at least," There was more to your answer that Carmilla already knew. Months of cycling through weapons till you landed on one you could somewhat use you realised that you absolutely hated using hand-held weapons.

Carmilla sighed, a small smile appearing on her face.

"Okay, but it's not like I have spare angelic steel laying around. We'll have to wait till I can melt more down," She mused, almost seeming excited about crafting you your own weapon. But her words only confused you more.

"But, we do, don't we?" You furrowed your brows.

"The steel in the armory is meant for prepaid orders-"

"I was talking about my old helmet," You hoped that didn't sound too rude, interupting her. "I mean, the entire thing is is technically angelic. I don't know if it's steel exactly, but I know for a fact it's just as solid!" Now you were the one musing.

Like mother like daughter, almost.

"We could certainly try…" The two of you shared a look.

"Like… Right now?" You prodded almost mischeviously.

Tired as she was, Carmilla couldn't help but falter and smile, your enthusiasm almost contagious.

"Well, we can have a look."

After that it was only a matter of days. Carmilla was far more invested in your new project than you had expected, and even Clara and Odette had briefly joined in, if only to get a sneak peak at the workings behind an exorcists helmet. For the briefest of moments, with all four of you crowded around a table with tidy plans sprawled all over its surface, it almost felt like you were a family. Which, did prompt a stray thought in your head.

After gently pulling the threads of angelic steel from the rivets in the helmet's horns, you couldn't help but bundle them to your chest. They weren't exactly big, nothing compared to the horns of a full fledged exorcist, but they were still something.

So, while your mo-… Carmilla was busy melting down the odd, almost obsidian material of your old helmet in preparation of your new shoes, you were busy tinkering away with your own little side project. Of course, it was hard to explain the various little burns marks littered across your palms that had started appearing, but that didn't deter you one bit.

In fact, during this time, you found yourself shyly approaching the taller of Carmilla's other daughters, Odette.

One thing about her that confused you was the fact that her horns were fake, merely attatched to the band that held her hair up. But right now, that was exactly what you needed.

It was a sweet sight, honestly, at least to Carmilla.

You were huddled against Odette, listening with rapt attention as she explained something to you, finger brushing against what was most likely some sort've plan.

With a smile, Carmilla got back to work.

At the end of it all, you were left with a pair of shoes similar to the overlord's. Pointed and shiny. Sharp and deadly, yet oddly comfortable. The only key difference was the colour - Forged from the scrapped glass of your old helmet, the shoes were jet black inlaid with threads of silver, trailing all the way up the ballet ribbons.

And with your shoes, a matching set of your own horns. Odette seemed proud at the sight of you with small, obsidian horns branching from your head, unable to stand still as you clutched your new weapons to your chest gleefully.

There was a massive learning curve to your new weapons, but at least you weren't bored around the house anymore. Most of your time over the next month had been dedicated to learning how to move around in your new shoes, building both the strength and balance so you could walk, let alone run. So many bruises had been blemished into your skin, but in the end you were able to walk almost as easily as Carmilla did.

(Of course, the demoness had way more experience under her belt, but you were still doing pretty damn well.)

And during that time, the bond between you, Clara and Odette had only grown. Sure, they were only around as much as their mother, but after donning your horns, it seemed whatever barrier that had been built between you and the sisters had been torn down. Seeing as the two could also walk en pointe like their mother, many a helpful tip had been shared from them which served to get you walking faster.

It was endearing as it was funny to watch.

But, being couped up inside all day everyday was starting to wear you down, which was certainly starting to show with the way your pep had slowed down significantly.

With a heavy heart, Carmilla finally unleashed you on the world outside, accompanied by Clara and Odette.

In reality, you were just tailing behind the sisters on one of their usual deliveries. This way you could stretch your legs and practice on terrain other than the smooth floors of your home, which, while it was more difficult, was learnt within no time.

As dreary as the place looked, there were certainly sights to see around ever different corner. You'd found yourself tempted to wander off every five minutes or so, especially when you passed by a rather bright looking… hotel? The entire vibe seemed friendly and inviting, unlike the rest of Hell, but you really didn't fancy getting lost, so sticking close by Clara and Odette was the most sane option in the moment.

Or, at least that was the plan.

Really, with your head on a swivel trying to grasp every sight and sound (which you regretted not a moment later) you'd lost sight of the sisters and found yourself completely by your lonesome.

Which… Fuck.

That wasn't the most ideal position, especially when you really couldn't do more than walk in your new shoes, but they couldn't have gotten far, right?

You were wrong. Turning either corners of the street yielded no Clara or Odette, which only made your heart sink further into your stomach because you really didn't fancy getting cornered in an alley.

Backtracking, you tried your hardest to think. Perhaps, if you could find your way back to the hotel, someone there could help you? It was wishful thinking, because this was Hell after all, but the aura was so different compared to the rest of the ring of wrath that maybe, just this once, luck would be on your side.

But of course, since this was you, luck was mercilessly right out of your reach. Not a moment later, a rambunctious howl pierced the air and a group - a pack? Of hellhounds started approaching you. Which, y'know, wasn't good, especially with the way their ears were pinned back and grins plastered across their faces.

Oh shit.

You started speed walking away, or your best attempt at it, in what you hoped was the direction of the hotel. Down in the streets without either of your guides, it all seemed like one continuous labarynth of red, LEDs and very questionable stores. And, as it turned out, lots of dead ends that you could easily get cornered in.

With the blood thrumming in your ears, heart pumping in your chest loud enough that it shook your head and just the general sense of 'oh shit I am so fucked', you really didn't pay attention to whatever the hounds were spouting off about. Lots of snapping of teeth and snarls, some crude gestures that made your gut twist anxiously and your feathers rustle nervously.

(You were seriously considering using a shoe as a knife. It wasn't like it was impossible with how sharp they were.)

At least, that was your train of thought. Until a resounding bang pretty much deafended you, echoing a chorus of ringing in your ears as the middlemost hound collapsed, head exploding with the force of the bullet that lodged itself firmly within the back of his disintegrated skull.

With dramatic timing, the others peered over their shoulders, only to be met with the towering, thoroughly pissed off form of Carmilla Carmine.

The barrel of her rifle was tinted with holy silver, but she seemed perfectly happy and prepared to behead them with a well placed kick. Whichever worked, you knew Carmilla prioritised your safety over the method of execution in the end. And in the end, the alley was scattered with various corpses in various states of limb loss, and you were carefully toted away in the arms of Carmilla.

She was furious. Probably. Maybe. You couldn't really tell. her face was completely stoney, and you were still awful when it came to identifying emotions. You assumed most of the anger had been taken out on the unsuspecting assholes that had cornered you. And for some reason, that only made you more anxious.

Not being able to tell what she was thinking was off. Back in Heaven, you could tell when Lute was pissed off, or proud, or indifferent, or whatever other emotion she was feeling at the time because she didn't really give two shits about what the recruits thought of her. And at least that way you could prepare on how to react. If she was angry, you knew to stay out of her way. If she looked indifferent, you knew you had to work harder in training. If she was proud, well, also best to stay out of her way so you didn't ruin her mood.

You whimpered and huddled a little closer. Carmilla clutched you a little tighter.

"Are you alright?" She finally asked once you were close enough to home that is was mostly just her employees around the two of you.

"Please don't be mad at Clara or Odette. It was my fault for getting lost," Was what you went with anyway. Carmilla shushed you gently.

"I'm not mad, I just want to know if you're okay."

Which completely threw you off. But you just went with it.

"M'fine. You got there before they could do anything," Those words seem to put her mind at ease, her shoulders visibly untensing as she exhaled a long sigh.

She hugged you, closer and tighter to her chest as if scared you were about to disappear from her hold. And you could only return the gesture, sinking into her comforting warmth. It made you feel small, almost like a little nestling on her first trip out of the nursery, but you found that you didn't really give two shits in the moment because you felt completely, wholly safe right where you were.

"Mi peque, mi querida, mi corazón," She uttered softly, "never wander from your siblings again."

Despite the firm tone, you could feel the care dripping from her words. You sighed and relaxed.

"Of course, mother."

Rules + Info,

Masterlist,

ANOTHER IDEA-

I’ll probably post this on my Velvette x Carmilla x reader blog.

But-

Imagine Velvette and Carmilla both using their straps on you…

Carmillas behind you fucking your cunt and velvette fucking your mouth…

Carmillas thrusts are soft and gentle while velevttes are rough…

And you’re just under them, being dominated…

Velvette x Carmilla x Fem reader smut

Words: 1.5k

“Soft and Rough”

A/n: I should probably be working on requests but- i really want to make some of my own work too! This idea popped up yesterday, and yes I like this ship, no hate yall.

Warnings: threesome, gay sex, femalexfemalexfemale, toys(straps) rough sex(velvette), gentle sex(Carmilla), praising (Carmilla), dirty talk(velvette), biting, making out, eating someone out, fingering, slight voice kink??(Carmilla), hair pulling

You and your girlfriends, Velvette and Carmilla, sit on the bed. Well, more like Velvette was on top of you, kissing you on your lap while Carmilla sat nearby reading a novel. Soft gasps and groans fill the air from you and Velvette, she wasn’t even giving you time to breath before shoving her tongue back in your mouth, again for the tenth time.

Groaning softly in annoyance with the noises, Carmilla sets her book down on the side table, looking at you two. “Can’t you stop for a while? It’s been 30 minutes now.” Carmilla says, irritated that her quiet time has been irrupted by her girlfriends make out session.

“Oh don’t be such a downer, we’re just having fun” Velvette smirked at Carmilla, her accent thick, then she looked at you. “Isn’t that right doll?”

You nod, blush still lightly covering your face, still aroused from making out. “Yea..why don’t you join us?” You offer to the weapons dealer, velvette still on top of you.

With a sigh, Carmilla nods and moved closer. “I suppose I might as well..there isn’t anything better to do.” Velvette smirked and pulled you closer, her lips latching onto your neck and sucked roughly, biting it as well, causing you to let out a louder moan of pain and pleasure as the skin that was bitten turns purple. “Must you be so rough?” Carmilla asked the young overlord.

Velvette chuckled and pulled her mouth off of your next more a second. “She likes it rough..she’ll be fine, just look at her, she’s so turned on right now.” Velvette smirked. Carmilla lifted the both of you up, sitting against the headboard and pulling you onto her lap, your back against her chest. Velvette moves in front of you and Carmilla, rubbing your body up and down while Carmilla left soft kisses on your neck, her black lipstick trailing behind to mark it.

You let out a moan, Velvette’s tough touches and Carmillas soft ones were a perfect combination. Velvette’s nails trail under your shirt, rubbing and tracing your stomach. You shiver slightly at the feeling, as Carmilla let longer and deeper kisses onto your neck. “These clothes are in the way, don’t you think we should take them off?” Velvette smirked and suggested.

“I think we should…let’s see how gorgeous you are underneath Mi Amor..” Carmilla said seductively in your ear, her eyes half lidded and hazed with lust. You nod with a blush on your face, you couldn’t hold back your excitement anymore.

Velvette undos your pants, and Carmilla takes your shirt off. Velvette smirked as she saw the wet puddle on your panties from your arousal. “Look who’s wet already~” she said and ran a finger down your clothed, wanting clit. You let out a needy moan, clinging onto Carmilla behind you. Carmilla kissed your neck again, one of her hands caressing one side of you head, her fingers wrapped in your hair.

“You’re so gorgeous Corazon..” Carmilla whispered softly into your eyes, you close your eyes in pleasure, her voice hot and seductive, along with the hispanic(?) accent, it made her sound so hot..

Velvette pulled your panties off, forcing your legs open wide. She leaned down and started to leave long licks on your wet folds, causing you to gasp and moan. Carmilla wraps a hand around your waist, allowing you to hold onto her while Velvette pleasures your bottom half. You grip Carmillas arm, moaning and arching your back into Velvette’s face. “Oh you taste so fucking good..” veovette moaned and gripped your thighs, eating and sucking on your clit.

“Fuck..!..” you managed to moan out, gripping onto Carmillas arm tighter. Carmilla chuckled softly at your reaction and whispered soft praises and encouragement in your ear while still kissing your neck.

“Good girl Corazon…you’re doing so well” she says, her breath hot against your skin. Velvette finally thrusts one of her fingers into your needy cunt, making you gasp and moan. Her thrusts are powerful, showing no mercy while she pounds into your tight hole, though Carmilla didn’t stop her, they both knew you were enjoying it.

Your breaths turned to short gasps, your body trembling softly as your eyes close shut. You let out a cry, reaching your climax and letting go all over Velvette’s fingers. She pulls out of your cunt with a satisfying *pop* sound and licked her fingers clean. “That was too easy..why don’t we try something a bit..more?” She looked at you two for an answer, mainly Carmilla.

“I think she’s up for that..aren’t you Corazon~?” Carmilla looked down at you in her lap, you were still panting softly from the last orgasm, but you not anyways, after all it’s what your girlfriends want. Velvette gets off of you and off the bed, going over to a drawer in the closet. Carmilla lifts you off of you lap and places you down on your stomach. “You look so good beneath me my love..” she whispered, hovering over your smaller body.

You let out a soft whimper and groan, enjoying the attention. Velvette then came back with two straps, holding them out for Carmilla to see. “What color do you want?”

“Purple” Carmilla responds, and Velvette handed the purple strap over to Carmilla.

“Good cause I look way better in hot pink” velvette states and buckled the strap onto her waist, Carmilla doing the same. Your them lifted by your hips slightly by carmilla, her large hand and arm wrapping around your waist, the other places on the bed to hold herself up, though she had no troubles holding your smaller frame. Velvette on the other hand gripped a hand full of your hair rather roughly, and pulled your head back a little. Before you knew it Velvette already had forced her strapon into your unready mouth, you let out a gag when it hits the back of your throat, hitting it over and over again due to Velvette already thrusting.

Carmilla, luckily, was much more gentle with your already sore pussy. She gentle pushed her strap into your tight sex and moved slowly but surely. You let out a moan when you felt the cool rubber enter you, then a whimper when velvette hit the back of your throat roughly. Tears well up in your eyes at the feeling and burning in your throat. “Shh..you’re doing so good for us Corazon…just a little longer..your okay..” Carmilla whispered gently and thrusts into your cunt with her strap a little rougher, but not rough enough to hurt you.

“Oh that’s a good girl..taking our cocks so well aren’t you? You just like being so filled by us..” Velvette smirked and gripping your hair harder, pulling and pushing her strapon in and out of your mouth harder and harder. You felt Carmilla leave soft kisses on the back of your neck, her hip’s thrusting hitting against your ass while pushing the rubber cock deeper into you, hitting your g-spot. You let out a loud moan through Velvette’s rubber cock, your eyes squeezed shut and your fingers held the sheet tightly. Her hand starts to trail in between your thighs and pull your legs apart more.

You can feel your mouth dripping saliva from the rubber cock in your mouth, having no other place to go since the cock took up most of your mouth. “Is that tasty? I bet it is..” Velvette laughed and thrusts harder than before. You gag over and over again with every thrust she makes, along with Carmillas thrusting from behind, it made you feel like you were floating.

You start to let out more cry’s and moans and whimpers, your body trembling from intense pleasure and pain. Finally, Carmillas rubber cock finally got your climax, causing you to let out a loud cry muffled by Velvette’s cock, and cum onto Carmillas cock. Carmilla kissed you softly on the back of your neck and your spine, letting you ride out your orgasm without any troubles. She pulled out of your precummed cunt gently, leaving you feeling empty. Velvette finally pulls out too, your saliva covered it and strands of your saliva connected the tip from your lips. You collapse onto the bed after they pull out and Carmilla lets go of your waste.

Both Carmilla and Velvette set their straps aside and lay next to you, kissing and cleaning you up. Carmilla pulls the both of you close under the blankets and holds the book she was reading before, allowing the both of you to fall asleep on her.

A/n: idk if that was good cause I’ve never written two characters x reader smut before!!

HEAR ME OUTTT

READER WHO'S INSECURE ABOUT HER FACE X CARMILLA

MOMMY

~・Perfect・~

Carmilla x Insecure!Female!reader.

YOU wordsss!!!!, ONESHOT

~

Since before and after life, you have always been insecure about your face, especially when you got a scar from the last extermination.

The scar made you lose confidence and you assumed that everybody made fun of you for it. One night, you had a dream of the last extermination, but much more wild..

You then woke up in horror to see that it was all just a dream. Carmilla was confused on why you suddenly woke up. "What happened, mi vida?" She asks, "Nothing my love." You lied even though you knew she could feel that you were lying.

"I know you're lying." She says concerned, "Please tell me the truth."

"Well.. I hade a dream about the last extermination." You explained. "When you got the scar?" She asks.

You frowned, and nodded. She then leaned closer to you and wrapped her arms around you. "It's fine corazón. You're perfect just the way you are."

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Author's note: jelp i was brainstorming while doing thisssss

MASTERLIST

Character i write

Request are open

CARMILLA CARMINE

Headcanons

Oneshots

Series

Natasha Romanoff

Headcanons

Oneshots

Series

Alanna Mitsopolis

Headcanons

Oneshot

Series

ROSIE

Oneshots

Headcanons

Series

Wanda Maximoff

One shot

Headcanon

Series

Poly

Rosie and carmilla

Wanda and natasha

RULES

I only female reader

I will write fluff,angst and maybe somethings...

Yandere is allowed

I won't write too brutal

Carmilla carmine x moody fem reader headcannons! (Small)

-Romantic

-Fem Reader

A/n: idea struck into my mind. Gonna use it. I should work on requests…

-She’ll treat you like a ✨queen✨ when you’re on your period. She gets them too, and she wants you to be as comfortable as possible! She’ll literally pamper you, she’ll skip work if she needs to, to make sure that you’re doing alright and have everything you need.

-Now the first time she saw you get extra moody during your period, she was surprised, she can’t lie. You did warn her that you can be awful when your period comes around, but she didn’t think you were this bad. It was like you were a child having your parents say no to you about getting something.

-She did eventually get used to your attitude changes over time, you were still you, no matter how you acted during your period. Now that doesn’t mean she’ll let you get away with everything. She doesn’t want you to talk back in a bad way, like insult her or raise your voice at her, she’ll usually tell you to ‘cool down’ or ‘stop acting like a child’, which usually gets you to calm down, or she’ll give you some space

-If your mood switches to being really upset, complaining that your cramps hurt, being hungry, and all that, she’ll be there more. She knows how much cramps can truly hurt and she’ll be right there, heating pads, pads, tampons, chocolate, anything. This girl literally owns a business, she has plenty of cash to spend for you, especially in these moments. She’ll also cuddle you in bed or on the couch watching tv with you if your cramps are especially bad that day. She’ll give you soft head kisses, rubbing your back or stomach gently while whispering okays into your ears.

-Her alluring and smooth voice does calm you down. She’s good at that. You really are thankful that she can even calm you down. Your moods are terrible sometimes, and thankfully you have a sweet patient wife to help you through it

I think that was okay??😭🙏. Maybe I should make a platonic one, for a daughter reader

HIII I was the one who requested the Lute fic and I absolutely loved it!!! I was wondering if I could request again, this time could it be a Carmilla x Reader, where she ( and her daughters ) gets redeemed and when they get to heaven they find reader who is Carmilla’s spouse ( GN! Or Male reader please ) and they realize that reader doesn’t recognize them because those who go to heaven don’t remember those who went to hell, just a lot of angst hehe

( again if you aren’t comfy doing this it’s alr ^^ !! Thank you !! )

I've never written her before I hope I did her good?♡

Also! I do only write GN! or female reader(can't write male readers I'm sorry♡)

Also what's her daughters names? I looked ut up and I'm getting like a mix of answers so their names aren't stated csuse of it

But♡ hope you dont mind how angsty I made it with? A twist♡♡

Carmilla x reader: Heaven *cruel* rule.

Carmilla didn't see herself as a angel. She's a demon for fucks sake yet- the ones more deserving to be redeemed were her daughters. But they only entertained it if she would.

So like any good mother? She joined them. Not wanting her daughters to be left behind. Wanting to ensure their safety. She trusted Charlie enough but her trust doesn't include.. the odd bunch she allowed to be helpers to the sinners on the path to be "winners"

She truly thought the dream was just that. A dream. Nothing more then just a childish wish Charlie had but here she was in heaven. Her girls in the rightful place- smiling she glanced down at her gold ring.

Maybe she'll see you- her love once again? In the only rightful place you should be in.

Heaven

She smiled at the thought.

Carmilla fidgeted something felt.. off today as she walked around heaven. Her daughters are not long behind her, holding her dress in nerves. Humming seemed they also felt the same. "My daughters~ don't worry were safe now, ok?" Her new bright wings fidgeting still uncomfortable at the new feeling looking up she froze - seeing the angel - her love - the spouse she had in the living world before she was stripped away from them in death. A bright smile came onto her face seeing you- healthy- happy.

-

Turns out Heaven? Does have rules

Alot

Humming going through a book of rules Carmilla was so close to just giving *up* trying to find another angel was JUST as difficult with all the rules added to it. How there's a wait list but.

No one under Carmine other then her and her daughters were anywhere was there stated of another person. Frowning closing the book. Sighing, she stood up, stopping to smile at one of her daughter

"Did.. you find them, mother?" Smiling sadly, she walked to her, holding her hands out, pulling her into her arms. Her wings automatically curling around her daughter as a cocoon as if? To protect her

"Not yet, my daughter.. but I will"

-

"Mama- is that-" her eldest asked, whispering out watching her parent. The one she and her sister sobbed for years seeing them not with in the afterlife. But seeing you in heaven? She couldn't help but be glad you were in such a safe place.

As if sensing someone looking, you turned seeing the three newcomers moving to walk up to them to the strangers

"There you are my lo-"

"hi~ I'm glad you made it in heaven~ what's your names? I'm sure there's helper angels for new angels~" you cut off Carmilla accidentally pulling out a almost scroll looking thing "sorry I'm well aware in hell some technology is more advanced and all but~ in heaven some things like this? The council loves the old feel~" humming

Blinking, she tilted her head now. Confused? Why weren't you throwing yourself in her arms? Not calling her your love? Your wife? Bile reached the back of her throat and now an unnerving feeling. That something? Is very, very wrong here

"Do you not know me?"

That made you stop looking up at her, slowly tilting your head in thought, "..no I'm sorry, I don't believe we ever met~" before she or her daughters could ask more a voice called out- making a huge smile appear on your face the same one you used to give her- her blood ran cold.

A beautiful woman stepped out of a house holding what looked like a child. Blinking, she watched as she walked to you, kissing you gently happily humming. She finally realized. The lack of a ring on your finger- well you did have a gold band. But not your band. Not the one you wore during your marriage. Not the one that matches hers.

"I'm sorry, my friends~ My wife needs me for a moment~" Do you need any more help?" After handing her the letter with the angels name to help her and her daughters - gently wrapping her arms around them, pulling them close, sensing how upset they were rightfully so.

"..m-may I ask what the little ones' name is?" Voice breaking, making you smile, grinning looking over at her "her names Carmilla~ I don't know why, but.. the name felt very important~" Purring out kissing the child's head gently making her close her eyes nodding

Turning she guided her daughters away from her lover- her now ex lover. Not stopping until they all reached their new home. Pulling them close sobbing along with them "did they abandon us?" In her tearfully state she didn't know who asked bur she was quick to shut that idea down kissing her daughters heads

"No, no- they'd never - not in a million centuries... heaven.. heaven makes angels forget demons. It's a cruel thing.. that I forgot about - im- I'm so sorry. " Holding them closer, sobbing loudly with them until they passed out from exhaustion looking out the window tearfully sorrowful. Like the day she lost you- she lost you permanently.

She couldn't WOULDN'T tell you. It'd be wrong. Even though she wishes to kiss you. Have you in her arms once more. She wouldn't do that to you. Or your wife. Especially with your child. Its none of your faults for the law of heaven and hell. But - she couldn't help but think. If she wasn't such a horrid woman in the living. Didn't get her daughters involved? Would she have gone to Heaven with you?

Would that child be hers?

It was a cruel, sick thought she quickly took away. Looking down disgusted with herself. She sighed

"I hope your.. happy my love" she whsipering rubbing the band on her finger. She needed time. Then she'll finally take it off. Closing her eyes she sighed.

Love is.. painful.

My mommy issues need more Platonic Carmilla and or Rosie

intro post + rules

ello! ^^ y’all can call me Zenith, I’m nonbinary, 20 and use any pronouns, I plan on using this blog to write fanfic related stuff, and maybe show off some art in the future!

I will mostly be writing for Hazbin Hotel and possibly Helluva Boss atm

Requests: OPEN! Please be as specific as you can so I could have a better idea thinking :] Or just send in general questions, I don’t bite~

RULES BELOW THE CUT

I CAN WRITE:

reader x character and character x character

female or gender neutral readers, male reader is still an option, but I won’t be as good at it

Angsty situations

Death

Smut/NSFW headcannons

Platonic and Romantic relationships

I WONT WRITE:

Anything pregnancy related

non-con

any of the following k!nks [p!ss, scat, ageplay, petplay, etc]

Anything with the following characters [These may change in the future, but this is how it is currently] -Valentino, Alastor, Niffty, Angel Dust, Zestial, Mammon, Loona, Verosika, Beezlebub

Here’s a list of characters/ships that I’ll write for, if there’s any characters not listed, don’t be shy and send a request, and I might write it!

Lute

Charlie

Vaggie

Husk

Carmilla Carmine

Velvette

Lucifer

Asmodeus

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Chaggie

Brokerdoll [Carmilla/Velvette]

MAYBE Guitarspear [Adam/Lute]

*Note, I personally can’t serve justice to Fizzmodeus T-T*

I love Asmodeus’ design so fuckin much-

Hello!! I decided to make a masterlist, because why not?

Who I'll write for:

(Might add White Diamond later down the line)

Rosie | HH

-RosiexFem!CannibalPieBaker!Reader

-RosiexFem!Epileptic!Reader

-RosiexFem!PastLifeFriend!Reader

Carmilla Carmine | HH

-Cuddly!CarmillaxFemReader

SERA | HH

-SeraxFemReader!Smut

RULES

WON'T:

-Anything that includes r@pe, r@cism, su!c!de, ect.

-Male and G!P readers. As a lesbian I am not comfortable with writing from a male perspective or anything alike.

-Pregnancy/Children

-Don't request a character that is of a sexuality which doesn't include women. If a character I am writing for does happen to have their sexuality announced then please notify me. I'll stop writing for them if my writing goes against it.

-Smut. I'm not good or comfortable with writing intimate things. However, I will allow it to be implied and write the build up to it.

WILL:

-Angst, fluff and things alike.

-Implied previous trauma.

-Maybe content involving disabilities. The only ones I will write about are, anxiety, autism, dyslexia, dyspraxia, depression and epilepsy.

-Include other characters from the same show, but they won't be the main focus.

-Accept requests for characters that are not on the list, if I want to add them onto it.

Be Respectful:

-If I don't reply to your request, please understand that it will take time to get around to it or I might not be willing to write it.

-Don't spam me please

-If you wish to support me I'd be thrilled if you repost my work.

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy my writing! :D

All the dividers I use are from @saradika

The Way I See You

Song to listen to while reading:

Warnings: jealousy, I can't think of any more 😭

A/N: MY FIRST CARMILLA FIC AHHHHH, used some of my Spanish knowledge for this 😼 hope u enjoy!! <333

"Fine then! Go be with her! I don't care!" You said upset and pissed off on the phone with your now, ex boyfriend. You had walked into the building as you had a meeting with the other overlords now. Great, just great. As you sat down, the others did the same, Rosie giving you a soft smile, you smiled back.Carmilla walks in and starts to begins to talk about the next extermination. She noticed how your eyes were red and puffy, like you've been crying, and how your normally more social, but you were quiet today specifically. After the meeting was done, she walked up to you slowly. "N/N? Are you okay? You seemed off, ¿Que paso?" Carmilla says as she sits next to you on one of the benches. "Yeah, me and my boyfriend just broke up, so it's been bad for me. And he left me for HER!? She's such a little b-tch! And besides..." You rambled to her as Carmilla listened to every word you said. You stop your rambling when you suddenly hear her whisper to herself. "I could treat you so much better, Cariño.. That hijo de puta..." Carmilla mumbled under her breath as she sighed. "What was that?" You say teasingly as you chuckle and wipe your tears, feeling better now. "Nothing! I just wish you saw yourself the way I see you.." Carmilla mumbled as she pulled you closer and wrapped her large arms around you. "And how exactly do you see me..?" You say flustered and quietly as she presses a soft but tender kiss to your lips, leaving a stain of her black lipstick on your lips. "Perfect, absolutely perfect, Mi Reina.." Carmilla whispers as she holds you close.

How would each of the Hell characters(Hotel group, Lucifer, Overlords, Vees) do while cooking entirely on their own? Can be platonic or romantic, whichever you want

A/N: So I know I said 2, but the other one isn’t ready yet I’m still writing it. It’s gonna be pretty big too since it’s that velvette part 2. But I had to get my cat spayed today so I’ve been super busy all day keeping her out of trouble and from hurting herself :/ but anywho, enjoy!

Characters: All that I write for

Type: Hesdcanons (hazbin cast cooking headcanons)

Charlie

With Charlie, I’m a little torn. On the one hand, she’s a princess, so cooking would likely be more of a novelty considering she likely had staff to do it for her. But this is Charlie we’re talking about. She would go out of her way to learn how to cook. Wouldn’t give up either, not until she could do it on her own. I would imagine that she started learning from Vaggie and reading cookbooks.

Vaggie

When it comes to Vaggie, she can cook some, but she’s definitely super humble about it, brushing off any compliments because it’s ‘just food’. If the issue is pressed I can see her getting a little embarrassed about it. It’s mostly dishes that she had been taught while she was growing up, along with basic dishes that don’t necessarily require a honed skill to make.

Angel

Angel can cook, though he doesn’t exactly put much effort into it. I can definitely see him just throwing something together so he can eat and move on with whatever else he has going. Baking is a different story. I can really imagine while he was growing up he would sneak his way into the kitchen while his mother and Molly were baking. He picked it up pretty easily. And as someone who enjoys baking let me just say that his extra set of arms would be so helpful.

Husk

Husk was an entertainer in life, growing up in a casino, learning the trades in the house. That also includes the kitchens. Sure he likely didn’t spend a whole lot of time there but he still picked up a thing or two. So he’d be able to hold his own fairly well when it comes to making a homecooked meal.

Alastor

While it’s canon that the radio demon can cook, I feel like he specifically likes to cook recipes his mother left behind. Cooking recipes from his youth reminds him of joining his mother in the kitchen whipping something up for lunch and helping her prep for dinner. He’s not all that adventurous in the kitchen, though. He likes to stick with what he knows and what he grew up with.

Niffty

Having died in the 50s as a young housewife, I genuinely believe that she at least knows some fad recipes, like those salads and casserole recipes. Jello molds too. But that’s not to say that she wouldn’t know some basic stuff. I can definitely see Niffty being the type to try to create whole new recipes with varying, mostly horrifying results.

Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious is a genius, there’s no doubt about that, but the man can’t cook. At all. He’d burn water honestly. But baking? Oh yeah, he can bake with out a doubt(but not necessarily the decorating part), it’s basically science, but not cook. He’d quite honestly have the Egg Bois help, but let’s be honest here, that’d be a disaster too.

Cherri Bomb

I’ll admit, I wasn’t to sure about Cherri. She just doesn’t seem like the type to cook. Nah. Cherri is the queen of takeout. She can boil water but that’s really about it. Honestly, she’s only really a couple of steps above Sir Pentious, but she can’t bake either. Sometimes though, before Angel went off to the hotel, she would go out and buy ingredients and stuff and go to his apartment and they (he) would make something.

Vox

This man absolutely can cook, and he’s pretty damn good at it too. Considering he’s the television demon, he’s going to have several cooking shows. Hell, he even stars in a couple of them. That being said, he’s not one to do things half-assed. Sure, a lot of cooking shows have stuff that was prepared beforehand, but with Vox’s he goes out of his way to actually make the dishes in real time.

Valentino

I stand by my headcanons from my Valentino posts. He can cook, but it’s honestly a solid 50-50 on whether or not it’s burnt or edible. He’s pretty easily distracted, whether it’s a phone call or something else entirely, so if it's a dish that you have to pay close attention to, it’s likely to not turn out right.

Velvette

Velvette can do some light cooking, but nothing too extravagant. She’s got more important things to do, such as keeping Vox and Valentino on track. With a schedule as busy as hers, I don’t think she would cook often, preferring either Vox’s cooking or takeout. Oh but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t take a picture and post it, because it’s Velvette, of course she does. Oh! But She’s probably been on Vox’s show as some sort of celeb guest type deal, the dish they made definitely stuck with her, so she might make it from time to time.

Zestial

Considering how long Zestial has been around, I would be more surprised if he couldn’t cook. You can’t convince me that after a while he at one point went through hobbies like a revolving door. Cooking absolutely would have been one of them. This man would absolutely try making the craziest things. He’d be up to date on all of the cooking fads, know recipes and cooking methods from several time periods and cultures. With him, there’s no telling what he might cook up next.

Carmilla

While I don’t think that she would really set aside time to cook often, she’s pretty skilled in the kitchen. Carmilla would likely have a couple of nights out of the month set aside to cook a meal with/for her and the girls, a tradition that carried on from their life before hell. She’d even take the opportunity to try new things while cooking.

Rosie

Oh, Rosie can absolutely cook, it’s canon that its a hobby of hers. She’s very well versed in a multitude of cooking methods, and while she may not entirely like a whole lot of new-age gadgets in the kitchen, she can’t really deny the fact that they can be quite useful. I’m willing to bet that she would have an Instapot (they’re great I have two and one of them has an air fryer attachment)

Adam

Adam would never openly admit it, but he knows how to cook. He was the first man, he would have had to learn eventually, even if it was something as simple as preparing meats. That being said, he can grill. I’d be willing to bet that he’d host a little barbeque after the annual exterminations for the exorcists, maybe even enter into grilling competitions.

Lute

Lute’s honestly a bit of a wildcard when it comes to cooking. She might have been able to cook while she had been alive, but nowadays not so much. It had been a long time since she actively made anything, so she’d be pretty rusty. But other than the basics, I don’t really see her being able to be too creative in terms of cooking either. She’d honestly probably stick to what she knows and wouldn’t stray too far away from that.

Emily

I don’t necessarily think that seraphim would really need to eat, but that doesn’t mean that they can’t or don’t. In Emily’s case, I would imagine it as a scenario where she wanted to do something to get closer to humanity. They were her charge after all, or rather their state of happiness. But all humans eat and many find joy in doing so and even in the act of cooking, so she absolutely would be thrilled to learn! She’s getting better at it by the day.

Sera

Sera had likely done the same as Emily when she was a young angel, though I don’t see her sticking with it. I definitely think that she taught Emily to start her on her little culinary journey. She can cook, she just… doesn’t. I’d even go as far as to say it’s been centuries since she’s actually cooked a meal of any kind. That being said, if she were to jump into the kitchen nowadays, she probably wouldn’t have a very easy time finding her way around.

Lucifer

Lucifer is a man of many talents. He can absolutely cook, possibly even Michelin level, he just chooses not to. He likely just considers it a novelty of sorts, considering he has the power to simply poof food right in front of him. Honestly, it’s pretty helpful whenever he’s depressed and doesn’t feel like making anything. But, when it comes to his family and friends, he’s more than happy to whip something up.

Lilith

Another one who would likely consider cooking to be a novelty. Considering how she’s the second most powerful being in hell, and fiercely independent with more important things to worry about. Lilith wouldn’t concern herself with cooking unless it was with her family, and even then it likely didn’t happen that often after Charlie grew up.

Bonus:

Alastor Cat

Would wind up burning what ever building its in down. Was it intentional? Was it an accident? The world may never know

I kinda have a fan fiction idea if u want to use it where it's carmilla x fem!reader and the reader is a powerful overlord who can use their singing abilities as their powers, and carmilla had never heard the reader sing, and eventually catches the reader singing while doing something (idk like washing dishes) and just simply watches in amazement as the reader has no idea until the end (also I love ur fanfics!!! 💖💖💖)

A/N: OMG OMG OMG I luv this request sm!!! I have a oc who has similar powers to this and it's so cool! It's giving The Dazzlings from Equestria Girls vibes! Okay, I'll stop yapping now 😭 Hope u enjoy! <333

Voice Of A Angel

After a long meeting with the Overlords, you had walked home, Carmilla went the other way since she had to talk to another Overlord. As you walked through Hell, some sinner grabbed you and pinned you against the wall aggressively. "Hey get off of me! " you tried to protest. "Hey, bitch! I know you have money, give me some or you-" The sinner said until you opened your mouth and started to sing a tune. "𝑶𝒐𝒉, 𝑶𝒐𝒐𝒉..." You softly hummed a tune with a slight smirk on your face as the sinner passed out and his eyes went completely blank. As you pushed him off of you, all you heard behind you was a soft voice, Carmillas voice. "Mi Vida..? What happened?" Carmilla said, lying about not seeing you use your powers. "Oh nothing! Just some sinner, let's head home now!" You say chuckling nervously as the two of you walk back home. After you two head home and get ready for bed. As you get in bed, Carmilla wraps her arms around you and you lay in her arms. "You have the most gorgeous voice, cariño" Carmilla whispers as your eyes widen in embarrassment. "W-What!?" You say nervously and shocked, did your wife know your powers now!? "Yes, I heard and saw it all.. I must say, you have the voice of a angel, Amor." Carmilla says with a soft laugh and smile. "Do you, think I'm a monster..?" You say nervously and quietly. "Of course not, you'll never be a monster to me." Carmilla says soothingly as she gently caresses your waist, making you fall asleep.

Sorry to send another request! But this one is for Carmilla instead of Rosie. Maybe Zestial could introduce his friend or sister to Carmilla and she sticks around after meetings to chat/flirt with her? You can make as many changes as you like! I hope you're well x

beautiful?

navigation // rules // masterlist

summary: literally the request beside the fact i made it only about one of their meetings, zestial!friend!reader

warnings: make out session, cursing but i’m not so sure abt it

notes: I WAS SO SCARWS ABOUT THIS ONE BUT EVENTUALLY I LOVE HOW IT TURNED OUT!! hope you don’t mind i made them like this already on the first meeting but it just kinda happened:)

requests: open!!

you were a good friend of zestial for… as long as you can remember honestly. you two were always understanding each other and literally wherever he went, you went as well. when hell started gaining more and more overlords you two became sort of friends with alastor and always looked forward to meeting up with that strange deer man. the only person you haven’t actually met was carmilla carmine, zestial wanted you to meet her many times already but fate wanted it that you always had something else planned while he was meeting with her. at some point he started wondering if you just didn’t want to meet her but you reassured him that when another meeting with all the overlords will be thrown, you’ll go with him and finally meet her.

and there we were.

the day of the meeting.

you were running through the darkness of the cave looking for something to wear feeling your anxiety rising up more than it has usually. you groaned finding an old and dirty dress throwing it away and running to another hall of the cave in a search for something at least acceptably good. zestial appeared from the shadows next to you scaring you to your second death as he slowly tilted his head watching you.

“i’ve told you a milion times not to do that!” you groaned punching his legs as it was the only thing of his body that you could reach. his smiled widened at you as he looked around noticing the mess you’ve made in both of yours house. you knew each other so long there wasn’t a reason for you to split into separate homes when this cave was big enough for more than you two. zestial didn’t even flinch at your punch and his eyes started glowing more.

“what’s the problem lief? wherefore art thee in such a sweaty haste?” he asked as his smile widened even more like he already knew the answer. you groaned again and shook your head.

“i don’t have anything presentable to wear. i don’t want to be overdressed but also underdressed. it’s an overlords meeting after all. it’s been a while since i’ve been to one” you explained and groaned once more as zestial gently put one of his hands onto your shoulder.

“don’t thee w'rry, whatev'r thee weareth shall beest fine. nay one actually pays attention to what we’re wearing” he said softly and squeezed your shoulder gently, smiling down at you. you grabbed his hand with yours and smiled to him as well. zestial then narrowed his four eyes slightly and his smile turned into more of a smirk. “and t won’t affect carmilla’s first impression of thee” he added and you pushed his hand away noticing his implication.

“oh stop! i don’t want to impress her i just… you’ve told me so many amazing things about her what she is and what not and i don’t want to make a fool out of myself in front of her… or anyone! for that matter” you mumbled and zestial laughed softly at your words shaking his head as he walked over to a huge wardrobe in the room you two were talking in.

“you’ll beest fine. if 't be true you’ll alloweth me i wouldst chooseth this f'r the present day.” he said taking out one of your dresses that was more on the comfortable side than the presentable one. “carmilla shall appreciateth thy professionalism” he added and smiled at the mention of his friend. you rolled your eyes at him and grabbed the dress out of his hand looking at it while tilting your head.

“you really think i should choose this one?” you asked and he just nodded his head disappearing into the shadows again to give you some privacy to change. you groaned but decided to go with his choice, picking out some accessories for it, to try and make it look less plain.

you sighed looking at your reflection on the cave’s wall as it was made from clear quartz. you smiled to yourself and chuckled actually enjoying how you finally looked. zestial appeared behind you and smiled at your sight as well looking you up and down.

“thee behold ravishing, the lady shall loveth to meeteth thee” he said and took out his hand for you to hold as you needed to leave the cave now not to be late. with a wide smile, you took his hand and let him lead you out of the cave, grabbing some jacket on your way out so you wouldn’t get cold later.

you two met up with alastor on your way to the carmine’s property. alastor greeted you both with a wide smile (as usual) and complimented your outfit stating that he’s surprised you’d even dress up for something like this. maybe it wasn’t a full compliment after all, but you decided not to worry about him, after all he’s always been like that. as you reached the top floor, you were met with other overlords gathering for the meeting as well. rosie almost immediately walked over to alastor as she gave you a soft smile.

you smiled back and walked with zestial to the room in which the meeting was about to take place. zestial sat down in a chair close to the projector and you sat down next to him, alastor being on your other side. you started fidgeting with your fingers a bit waiting for the meeting to start and zestial put one of his hands onto yours trying to keep you calm.

as the meeting finally began you saw a demoness walking into the room with two smaller ones on both of her sides. your eyes immediately noticed her huge horns which only after starring at them for a while looked more like hair than actual horns. one of the girls that walked with her tilted her head noticing you sitting where you had, but she just shrugged it off and sat down next to the other one without making a scene about it. you almost didn’t catch it as you were still starring at the beautiful demoness in front of you. she had a stoic expression on her face as her eyes scanned the room and noticed you and zestial. her head tilted slightly yet her expression changed into a more pleasant one as she walked over to zestial.

“glad you’re here” she said to him with a smile as he gave her one back. you tried to stay calm.

“always a pleasure, carmilla” he responded and her smile widened even more. her eyes then moved onto you and literally read you off of your face yet she didn’t utter a word to you. her face went back to that stoic peace as she started the meeting explaining why she gathered all of you together and what were her new plans for hell.

when the meeting was finally done all of the overlords started leaving the room, leaving only you, zestial, carmilla and her daughters in it. carmilla was gathering all her notes from the table while her daughters were turning off the projector when zestial stood up and signalled for you to do the same. you quickly stood up and fixed your dress a bit as he smiled at you and then slowly walked over to carmilla’s side. you just watched him, standing behind the chair you were previously sitting in.

“carmilla, this is the lady i did want thee to meeteth f'r so longeth” he said and she immediately left her notes alone as her head turned to you with w soft smile on her face. “y/n, carmilla. carmilla, y/n” he said and moved away a bit so she could walk to you.

carmilla almost immediately walked towards you and stood before you taking out her hand for you to shake. which you immediately did praying to whoever was listening you that your palm wasn’t sweaty. “a pleasure to finally meet you dear” she said while shaking your hand and smiling to you wider than she’s before. you smiled back trying not to look too excited as you squeezed her hand softly in the handshake.

“the pleasures all mine, after all i should’ve met you long time ago” you said with a soft chuckle and she nodded with a remaining smile. her daughters watched the interaction with curiosity while zestial started smiling at the two demons noticing their curious gaze.

“better late than never” she chuckled and finally let go of your hand as she looked over to her daughter’s signalling that they’re free to go. the pair smiled to her and left in a hurry definitely having something planned for their time already. zestial caught your gaze and smiled softly to you, in a way that was supposed to show you he was right about not needing to stress about the outfit. you rolled your eyes at him yet carmilla was the first to catch it, as she chuckled softly and then looked over to zestial.

“do you two want to stay a while? we can do some catching up” she said mostly having zestial in her mind. you shrugged at her words and nodded not having anything else planned for the evening and expected zestial to do the same, but you were so wrong.

“sadly i can’t carmilla. ive did promise alast'r id seeth that gent aft'r the meeting.” liar. you knew he didn’t have any plans for tonight. you eyed him up and down but he chose to ignore your gaze. “but y/n already did agree so thee won’t beest b'r'd” he added and nodded to carmilla as a goodbye while walking over to the door.

carmilla frowned a bit not knowing about what exactly was she supposed to be talking with you while her friend wasn’t there but she definitely wasn’t going to throw you out as you’ve already agreed to stay with her. zestial smirked to you while he was leaving and you swore, you’d kill him when you get back home later tonight.

“we can get to know each other” carmilla said with a forced smile as she sighed and gathered her notes again. you started fidgeting with your fingers again.

“it’s okay if you want me to go, i understand you meant mostly for zestial to stay with you” you said as you looked at her and started noticing more and more of the details of her face the more you were staring at her. she sighed at your words but shook her head no, taking all the notes into her huge hands.

“there’s no need” she said waving one of her hands as the other kept all the notes from falling out of her grab. “i’m sure we can think something out as i’ve already asked you too to stay” she said and walked over to one of the door turning her head back to you waiting for you to follow her.

you almost immediately followed her and she hummed opening the door to her office and keeping it open for you to come in as well. you gave her a quick ‘thank you’ as you walked in, and she nodded her head closing the door behind you. carmilla walked over to her desk and dropped all the papers onto her desk as she walked over to her chair next and sat down in it with a loud grunt from her throat, closing her eyes. after a second she opened them to notice you still standing next to the door as she moved her hand pointing to the chairs in front of her desk, telling you that you can have a sit. you smiled to her and immediately went to sit down as well.

carmilla closed her eyes again and moved one of her hands to stroke her forehead as if her head was burning. you tilted you head slightly.

“are you stressed?” you asked out of the blue and carmilla opened her eyes softly, looking at you halfy confused and intrigued with why would you ask her that.

“a bit” she responded and sighed, not keeping her profesional posture anymore as she got more comfortable in her seat. you smiled uncontrollably seeing her being comfortable around you enough to let herself loosen the straight up persona.

“what is bothering you?” you asked and carmilla scoffed waving her other hand in the air and rolling her eyes as she whispered something in spanish under her breath. you bit your lip looking at her trying to figure out if you should let her be or dig a bit deeper. “i know a few ways to relax” you said and carmilla chuckled at your words as she looked at your rather playfully. only after a moment you realised how your sentence sounded and chuckled as well, rolling your eyes in a more of a relaxed manner.

“and what would they be?” carmilla asked as she took her hand away from her forehead and continued looking at you, gently rising one of her eyebrows now as she fixed her composure and the way she was sitting. you decided to shoot your shot, it was hell after all, what’s the worst that can happen?

“you know, some people relax while having a massage, other prefer partying out their worries” you said as you moved your hands with your words, carmilla’s eyes noticing every small move of them. “and there’s people who say pleasure is also a good way to take away the stress” you added with a small smirk and carmilla started laughing as she put her hands on the desk for some support.

“you’re a bold one” she said still laughing and you just shrugged trying to keep the confidence but also wanting to see if this situation can turn into something more.

after she stopped laughing she took a deep breath and let out a deep sigh. “it seems having a good laugh helps as well” she said grinning and watching your whole figure sitting in the chair. you smiled to her uncontrollably and started playing with your fingers again. carmilla’s eyes immediately went down to your hands as she narrowed her brows and she now started to slightly lean over her desk. “don’t do that” she said looking at your hands and it took you a second to realise what she was referring to.

“oh, don’t worry about it” you said a bit nervously as you chuckled, yet carmilla’s gaze wasn’t getting any softer.

“i’m serious” she said and looked up onto your face again “don’t ruin your pretty hands with something as stupid as being nervous” she added and stopped leaning over her desk, leaning her back against her chair. you couldn’t help but catch her words and started smiling to yourself a bit.

“so i have pretty hands?” you asked and carmilla’s eyebrow went up at your question yet her expression stayed stoic. you smirked to her as you noticed her raised eyebrow and waited for her response. yet carmilla didn’t seem to be planning on saying something as she just looked down at all the papers on her desk, suddenly looking for something only with her eyes. you chuckled to yourself as you felt like you’ve stroke a jackpot.

“aren’t you going to respond?” you asked with a soft chuckle as you got up from your seat and walked over closer to her chair. her eyes were on you the whole time like they were always looking for some danger. you smiled more as you noticed her gaze and as you finally walked over to her enough to be standing right next to her chair. carmilla was looking at you a bit suspiciously but some curiosity was dancing in her gaze as well.

“what are you planning on doing now?” she asked as she turned her chair a bit so she was facing you fully now. you giggled and shrugged trying to appear nonchalant. lies, she saw better than that.

“i’m planning on waiting for you response” you chuckle as you put your hands on your hips looking down at her face. “and offering you a scalp massage” you added with a smile and carmilla’s eyes went wide.

“a scalp massage?” she asked a bit confused while narrowing her eyes at you. you chuckled and nodded your head.

“yes, it helps with headaches and stress” you explained and made another step into her direction closing the space between you more and more. “can i?” you asked looking at her pinned up hair.

carmilla bit her lip looking away from you as she closed her eyes and sighed, nodding her head. “yes, yes you can” she said softly and moved one of her hands to her ‘hair’, pulling at the ribbon that was keeping her hair up, pulling it out completely and letting her hair fall down.

you literally felt how your hands started shaking at the sight of her with her hair down and you couldn’t stop staring at her. your eyes roamed her up and down yet mostly they focused on her face and how beautifully the hair was capturing it. she cleared her throat feeling a bit uneasy under your gaze but in a nervous way, not an uncomfortable one. the sound took you down to hell as you smiled dumbly feeling your cheeks blush.

“sorry” you said as you moved your hands onto her head and started slowly slipping your fingers through her hair not even massaging her scull yet. “you just… i just wasn’t prepared to see you like this” you said and chuckled a bit at your own words. carmilla chuckled as well but decided to push her luck.

“like this? what do you mean?” she asked leaning back in her chair a bit more so that you’d need to take another step closer to her. you haven’t noticed she did it on purpose as you made that step closer now standing right between her legs. you looked down at her legs on both sides of yours and your face flushed even more, as you brought your eyes up again looking at the top of her head. carmilla hummed seeing your reaction and her eyes immediately went up to your face.

“you know…” you started as you remembered she’s asked you a question. your hands started to massage her scull finally and she grunted a bit at the feeling making your pink cheeks turn red now. “this… beautiful” you shrugged saying it as nothing else was coming into your mind. carmilla blinked at your words still looking up at your face but with a slight of surprise on her face as well.

“beautiful? you find me beautiful?” she asked sounding generous yet a hint of tease could be heard in her voice. you bit your lip and rolled your eyes making your fingers scratch her scalp a bit now.

“i do” you said nodding your head softly. “when i saw you entering that meeting i couldn’t take my eyes off of you, but when you let your hair down-“ you chuckled and heard her grunting again when your fingers pressed down harder. “i think beautiful is an understatement at this point” you added and laughed as carmilla felt her cheeks blush this time. she covered it up with a chuckle from her as well yet your eyes were able catch her rosy cheeks.

you started massaging her scull more now putting more pressure into it and trying to focus on it rather than on the fact how close you were to her and that she literally had you in her grip. carmilla closed her eyes at some point enjoying the massage and letting out many sounds showing how much she enjoyed your massage. you tried your best not to let them affect you yet your red cheeks were speaking for themselves.

you slipped your fingers through her hair more and more getting to more parts of her scull as carmilla was just sitting there enjoying it. at some point her hands moved from her armrests to your hips to keep you close and mostly, to keep her stable as she needed some grounding. you chuckled at the feeling and continued your ministrations actually enjoying the feeling of her hands on your hips.

suddenly, your fingers got stuck in her hair and you tried to get them out, gently pulling at her hair. you didn’t expect the hair to get so tangled around your finger but something you didn’t expect even more was the moan that left carmilla when you pulled at her hair. her hands gripped your hips a bit as the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard left her mouth. making both of your cheeks flush, making yours turn from red to maroon. carmilla opened her eyes immediately and looked up at you as her hands were still holding you still at your hips. you looked down at her as well, making eye contact and not controlling the smirk that creeped up onto your face.

“you liked that, huh?” you asked and carmilla looked away her cheeks blushing even more. you chuckled and pulled at her hair again, on purpose this time. she didn’t expect it again and let out a high-pitched groan, bitting down on her lip almost immediately to keep her sounds in.

you smirked wider and made it your mission to pull more of that sounds out from her. carmilla looked up at you again and noticed your smirk knowing well that you were planning something. her hands gripped your hips tighter and you bit your lip as well, fingers dipping into her hair more. carmilla smirked seeing your reaction and closed her legs a bit so that they’d keep you in place, as well as right between them.

she moved her head a bit so she was more looking up at you know, but you were still able to massage her scalp. she looked at you with a smirk and some kind of lazy eyes as the moves of your fingers were playing with her a bit. you chuckled looking down into her eyes and enjoying the feeling of her legs squeezing yours.

“i’m thinking of letting you give me an actual massage” she chuckled and you looked away from her chuckling nervously as well. carmilla licked her lips and gripped your hips tighter her huge hands covering most of your waist.

“if you want it, i’m down” you replied and went back to scratching at her scull. she chuckled but then it turned into a moan when you found another good spot on her head, yet this time she wasn’t hiding the sound anymore. she bit her lip again but continued on softly moaning when your hands kept on massaging her scalp.

after a moment of silence between you two, one of her hand started to slowly move up your body touching your stomach, then your ribs, just so softly tracing the underside of your boob and then going to rest on your shoulder. you bit your lip at the feel of her hand and tried to keep a straight face as you continued on massaging her. carmilla chuckled seeing your reaction as her other hand gripped your hip again. you let out a groan at the feeling and she chuckled, her legs squeezing you once again.

“are you alright?” she asked suddenly and your eyes immediately went to hers. “you look a bit… red” she added with a chuckle and you rolled your eyes playfully at her but when her finger started gently stroking your collarbone you let out a sigh.

“said the one who’s just as red as i am” you replied right back and she smirked enjoying the confidence you were giving her.

“you’re bold, mi cariño” she said and you felt your legs going weak at the spanish nickname. she noticed as well and licked her lips, enjoying her affect on you.

“you seem to like me being bold” you said pushing your fingers a bit harder as she groaned and nodded her head softly, her fingers still tracing your collarbone.

“you have no idea how much” she replied as her hand on your hip started to stroke your body there. you bit your lip again and started to grow more and more impatient. as was she, but you couldn’t have known that.

you softly moved your hands from her hair down to her face and cupped her cheeks looking into her eyes like searching for permission. she smirked seeing your gaze as her hand gripped your hip harder this time, as did her legs.

“what?” she asked knowing exactly what you were asking for not using your words. you rolled your eyes at her question and leaned down a bit your nose almost touching hers now.

“can i kiss you, beautiful?” you asked and carmilla felt her cheeks blush again at the end. she took a deep breath in looking deep into her eyes and stayed silent for a moment just enjoying how the question hang in the air while her hands were touching your body and yours were touching her face.

her gaze softened after a second and she nodded her head. “yes, yes you can” she said and you smiled at her, the smile being the most generous one she’s ever seen in hell.

you moved her face up a bit, touching her nose with yours and you giggled, carmilla closing her eyes at the sound and smiling wide herself. after a second you moved your head down not even by an inch and finally touched her lips with yours.

when your lips finally connected both of her hands gripped your body keeping you close to her as if she was afraid you’d run away. you smiled into the kiss and tried to make it more of a soft one yet the way she was gripping you and the way her legs were squeezing your figure have shown you that she wasn’t in a mood for a soft kiss.

before you could even react her hand on your shoulder moved to your neck and pulled you even more into her, deepening the kiss as she swiftly slipped her tongue into your mouth. you moaned into the kiss and she just smiled fighting with you for dominance which after a while you lost. carmilla moaned as well feeling you finally submissive to her and her hand left your neck going back to your shoulder again.

you moaned again and as you were about to pull away she moved her lips from yours down to your jaw and then to your neck, leaving trails and trails of wet and sloppy kisses there, literally marking you with her black lipstick. you kept on moaning softly, as your hands went back into her hair pulling at it slightly, showing how badly you were enjoying yourself.

carmilla smirked at your reaction as her hand on your hips gripped you again. her mouth suddenly sucked a hickey on your neck and you yelped slightly tugging at her hair more. she moaned at the feeling and started softly nibbling on your neck pulling more and more sounds out of you.

when you two were going at it you haven’t heard the door to her office open, at least not until you heard a thud of something falling down onto the ground. you two immediately opened your eyes and leaned away looking towards the door. you saw both of her daughters standing there and noticed the small pile of papers on the ground as the blonde one must’ve been the one to drop it.

carmilla looked at them sheepishly and chuckled uncomfortably, tying her hair back and trying to act as professional as she could. the two girls shared a look and one of them bent down to grab the papers. after that they both rolled their eyes, one of them more annoyed while the other more amused.

“we will come back later, mom” the blonde one shot as they both walked out of the office shutting the door after them with a rather loud thud.

carmilla started laughing when they left but it was more of an uncomfortable and uncontrollable laugh yet it didn’t stop you from laughing with her as well. her two daughters just caught her sucking your skin off in her office yet for some reason laughing was calming you two down.

after this, you knew that anytime zestial would be meeting with carmilla now you’d definitely come along and maybe… probably… surely you will be meeting up with her now even without your shared friend.

translations:

"what's the problem lief? wherefore art thee in such a sweaty haste?" - “what’s the problem my friend? why are you in such a hurry?”

"don't thee w'rry, whatev'r thee weareth shall beest fine. nay one actually pays attention to what we're wearing" - “don’t worry, whatever you wear will be fine. no one actually pays attention to what we’re wearing”

"and t won't affect carmilla's first impression of thee" - “and it won’t affect carmilla’s first impression of you”

"you'll beest fine. if 't be true you'll alloweth me i wouldst chooseth this f'r the present day." - “you’ll be fine. if you let me, i would choose this for today”

"carmilla shall appreciateth thy professionalism" - “carmilla will appreciate your professionalism”

"thee behold ravishing, the lady shall loveth to meeteth thee" - “you look ravishing, she will love to meet you”

"carmilla, this is the lady i did want thee to meeteth f'r so longeth" - “carmilla this is the friend i wanted you to meet for so long”

“sadly i can’t carmilla. ive did promise alast'r id seeth that gent aft'r the meeting. but y/n already did agree so thee won’t beest b'r'd” - sadly i can’t carmilla. ive promised alastor id see him after the meeting. but y/n already agreed so you won’t be bored

all translations from here!

Didn't think Sera was seen as a top by most people! Wow, I'm surprised.

carmilla with a reader who has a sort of ability to go into a shell like a turtle but they only do it when they are really mad, sad or sick

Your Shell

You were with your wife and daughters waiting for the overlord meeting to start. You and Carmilla were really hoping none of the vees were going to show up this time.

You must have done something odd because Clara shook your shoulder and asked. "Mama, you look a bit pale today. Are you feeling alright?" You smiled at her. "Yes, dear, just overthinking the meeting. Honestly, I hope none of those wretched vees show up to ruin everything again." You gave her a hug, making her smile before she joined Odette and Uncle Zestial.

You hated not being completely honest, but you didn't want to worry your family and/or ruin the meeting. You did feel a bit under the weather, just not enough for your shell to come out.

A little time passed, and of course, Velvette was here. She was only a little annoying until she insulted your best friend and went after your wife.

"Listen, you like bitch. You don't come here just to start fights. Especially with my wife. You clearly don't want to contribute to the actual topics at hand, so why don't you ju-"

You couldn't finish what you were saying. Your shell practically consumed you in one second. Velvette was going to kick you across the room before Zestial picked you up. The meeting ended shortly after because Velvette kept antagonizing your wife. You didn't hear the rest before your family went upstairs.

Unfortunately, because you were sick, your shell practically forced you to fail asleep.

Your shell disappeared by the time you were home, but you still took a few hours to wake up. You were in your bed with Carmilla right by your side. "Darling, why didn't you tell us you were sick?" You looked down in embarrassment. "I knew the meeting was important to you, and I knew it was fairly urgent. I didn't want to ruin things."

Carmilla kissed the top of your head. "Y/N, no meeting is more important than your health. You and our daughters are my top priority, and nothing will ever change that. I love you." A bright smile appeared on your face. "I love you too."

Clara and Odette walked into the room moments later, holding medicine, soup, and "Uncle Zesty's" sickness tea on a rolling tray. "Are you feeling any better, Mama?" Odette asked. "I am now that my beautiful daughters are here too." You said, making them both smile.

You were the luckiest woman in hell because of your beautiful family.

Yk given how tall carmilla carmine is why do I imagine a 4’10 reader being either bratty or just annoying carmilla *they just have gremlin energy* or her being protective of them and don’t want them to get hurt and the only way she can handle r is by putting on a high place and can’t get down *the top of the fridge/kitchen cabinet is offically r’s spot*

😂😂😂 and the funniest thing is I am that height and I can see her just having a “I’m done” expression and just put someone there and walk away winning the argument

Sup, I'm back and now have motivation again, and I was scrolling through my inbox and found this, and I wanted to answer it, but instead of doing a story, I'm gonna give headcanons instead. I've never written headcannons, but I read them a lot, so yeah.

Carmilla Carmine x Short Reader (headcannons)

(Sfw) and (Nsfw) headcannons

One thing is for sure the reader has gremlin energy. Being this small and rather full of energy person. Carmilla loves it. It brings her spirits up every time you come by and make jokes

I don't know her cannon height, but I'd imagine it's in the 8 foot scale. Because tall women are very sexy. So she'd definitely pick you up from time to time. Not a whole lot, but sometimes.

Half the times when she does is to either put you on the fridge or a high place to calm you down or when you're being annoying.

Annoying in the sense where you couldn't stop making sex jokes, so she put you up there so she didn't get too distracted from her work or you two were arguing.

I can only imagine the reader going, "wha- Cammy! What you doing?! Carmilla! You can't leave me up here! Carmilla, please! Come back!" While trying not to fall off the fridge so you didn't break something.

And the entire time Carmilla just has the most "I'm done" expression while placing you up there and walking out of the room

And I can only imagine that 40% of time, Carmilla forgets she put you up there and Clara or Odette walk in to grab a drink and you're just up there, having the most scared or tired look on your face and going

"Please, get your mom so she can get me down, and so we can go to bed"

Being very small. Carmilla would be very protective. Making sure you were close by her at all times and also making sure you were with her. While also making sure to be gentle with you. But she also gives you angelic guns to protect yourself.

Lord knows you're deadly with a gun

While you two are in bed, she will always have you wrapped in her arms, her giant hands making it feel like you're wrapped in a cacoon, or it either looks like a koala hugging a tree. You don't even need a blanket because you'll always be wrapped around Carmilla

(Nsfw)

While having sex Carmilla will try her best to be gentle, but it fails most of the time. Sometimes, she'll go too hard or accidentally scratch you a bit.

Carmilla is most definitely a top, but you have to be the top most of the time. Because if you don't, I can only imagine the after shock. But, Carmilla is also a power bottom.

Either way, you're getting railed every time.

The reader is definitely a scratcher. So Carmilla's back or anywhere the reader was grabbing is probably scratched a bit.

(I like physical touch a lot, and that's the only thing you're getting about me)

So the reader is a hugger a bunch, hugging Carmilla's legs, body, neck. You just like wrapping your arms around her, honestly like me

The aftercare is her being very gentle while holding you close. Most of the time, you both will fall asleep right after, holding each other or take a bath together.

So yeah, I don't know how to do headcannons since I've never written for them. Overall I just say what I want to and don't give two fucks. I'm just here to supply thristy bastards like myself.

So, I hope that was a good first try. Also, again, I am so very sorry for not posting. Life just likes to fucks me over but, it does for everyone so this is the last time I'll bitch about my life

Absolutely loved that last Carmilla one you did. Could you do a Carmilla x g/n! reader angst turned fluff. Basically insecure/low self esteem reader starts doubting why Carmilla is dating them, they keep hearing what others say and start to think they don't deserve her, she finds out one day.

the angst! the romance! the carmilla hugs! (also ty! I'm glad you liked my writing enough to request something lol!)

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𐐒 includes : carmilla carmine x gender neutral! insecure! reader, zestial/ velvette/ overlords mentioned 𐐒 cw : angst, fluff, self-doubt, hurt/comfort, bullying reader?, hugs/cuddling, crying, reader and carmilla make-out whatt 𐐒 summary : You scroll for too long, obsessed with the idea that Hell is right. . . maybe you don't belong with Carmilla? But then again, she won't really let you go, no matter what anyone says. 𐐒 word count : 946 𐐒 note : just static in my head

You stared with a broken heart at your phone screen, the blue light casting an already darker shadow over your face as you stared at the headlines.

'Carmilla Carmine's New Love Affair?!'

You skimmed over the sub-headers, the bold texts shamelessly poking at you from head to toe, devouring your dignity in one fell swallow.

You groaned, letting your head thump against the cold tile of the kitchen counter.

Is that what they really thought about you? Is that what all of hell was saying? Carmilla. . . The thought summoned tears to your eyes.

Although it was extremely unhealthy to do so, and you thought better of it. You kept scrolling.

The V's, who basically ran the media within the Wraith ring were all talking about it, plastering your face next to hers in an attempt to tear you both down.

The feeling in your hands began to disappear, remembering with darkening vision how the overlords looked down at you like you were something to pity.

Something worth looking down on.

Especially when you stood next to her. . .

The deadliest arms dealer in all of hell.

Even Zestial? The doubt clouded your head like thick rain clouds. Maybe he thought you weren't good enough either. . . just gave you his blessing out of pity.

The way he looked at you, you remember, his shadowy features slumping whenever he turned his attention towards you.

You let the phone go, or maybe it shook out of your trembling hands?

A long, drawn out sigh fled your lungs, quickly replaced by a shaken breath.

At least the marble slab beneath your arms was cool, it felt good against your flushed skin.

Maybe I don't deserve her, the thought tore at your throat, pulling tightly until you couldn't help but let out a quiet sob.

How would you tell her? How would you just. . . let her go without all the questions and hurt?

"Is something wrong, mi corazón?"

You jumped, Carmilla's large hand encasing your quivering shoulders. You were so lost in your thoughts that you hadn't heard her come in.

"No! Nothing's wrong," you promised. . . unable to look her in the eyes.

"What's this?" She reached for your phone, the blue light flashing momentarily against her grey skin.

"Don't!" you insisted, grabbing the phone from her and practically smashing it onto the counter face down. "I was just- I was just reading something. . ." you tried.

"Why won't you look at me then?" Carmilla grabbed at your face, forcing you to look at her.

The way her eyes softened, a burning rage always locked behind them. . . and her beautiful hair was down. A soft cape draping around her figure and spilling over her shoulders.

You couldn't bear it.

The way she grit her teeth in worry. It felt like you didn't deserve it. Didn't deserve her.

You cried in her hands, closing your eyes so that you didn't have to see her reaction.

And she let you, bending down some to hug you close and tight, rubbing your back until all the pain had fled.

It was another couple of minutes until it felt like it was over, the silence encasing you as you sniffled, trying to hide the embarrassing sound in her skin.

"I know what troubles you these days, my love," she pulled away from the hug, able to properly hold eye contact with you.

You must've looked pathetic.

She smiled, the white fangs biting into her lower lip "How beautiful you are," she whispered, brushing the side of your face and feeling the heat beneath your skin.

"Come here, let's talk about it." Without another word, she lifted you up-for just a moment- and whisked down the quiet halls of her penthouse to the bedroom.

She took up the spot next to you, draping her leg over yours and pulling you closer "I know how you must feel," she stared, propping her head up with her hand, the other coming to rest behind your back. "I just want you to know that I love you, mi corazón, with all my heart. . . that is a promise I make to only a few."

She stroked your side, a bashful smile crawling over her her dark lips "Ay dios mio," she muttered, "You hold my heart like no other will."

The confession, no matter how little or how much you heard it from her, filled your chest with sunlight. A feeling of falling in love that you've felt a handful of times. . . but when it came from her. . . it was new again; and so overwhelming.

"Carmilla?"

Her eyebrows popped up in silent question, before you moved forward, taking her lips in yours. Warm and soft as she kissed you back. She let herself fall into your arms, grabbing at your neck for support while you cradled her head, breaking the kiss for just a moment so that you could pin her under you.

You relished in that split moment.

Carmilla laying beneath you, hair splayed out like a halo around her head, black lipstick smeared down and an evil, needy grin spreading across her face like she'd bite you.

But maybe that's what you wanted.

"I love you," you stated, the confidence in those three words- in the way she made you feel- was enough.

She laughed, a sexy little ringing in your ears that made your heart skip a beat. "Oh mi corazón, you make me feel young again." She pulled you down into her chest, smothering you in kisses, the two of you giggling like a pair of young lovebirds.

Carmilla Carmine reacting to her S/O proposing to her

Posted - Saturday 20th April, 2024

Universe - Hazbin Hotel

- 𝔖𝔥𝔢'𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥 𝔬𝔫 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔩𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔭𝔩𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔡𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰.

- 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡𝔫'𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔲𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔶 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔰𝔬.

- 𝔖𝔬, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪, 𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔭 𝔰𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔦𝔫.

- "𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫, Y/N M/N L/N?"

- 𝔒𝔥 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔱-

- 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔲𝔰𝔢𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢.

- 𝔖𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔯.

- 𝔄𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔭𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔠 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔨, 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔢.

- 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔯 𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠 𝔰𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔟𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥. (𝔇𝔬𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥?)

- ℭ𝔞𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞'𝔰 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔡𝔢 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔞 𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤.

- 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢, 𝔟𝔲𝔱, 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢, 𝔰𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔤𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰.

- 𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔴.

- 𝔄𝔰 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔲𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔞𝔶 "𝔜𝔢𝔰" 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫, 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢.

- "𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 . . . 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔢. ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲."

Pretty please do mother figure Carmilla x op overlord reader, reader is the strongest overlord let's say strong enough to scare the vee's. How would she treat us? Will she be okay with us being a overlord?

Basically just wanna see the dynamic between the of them.

Thanks if you can do it, and no probs if you can't do it

Mother is mothering.

Pairing: Carmilla Carmine x GN! Overlord! Reader

Warnings: none!

Word count: 175

✰Masterlist

✰ Carmilla is not super keen on you being an Overlord

✰ She knows that the job can get extremely dangerous

✰ But this is out of a place of love

✰ She just doesn't want to see you get hurt

✰ Especially with all the constant threats from the Vees

✰ And Alastor being known for killing off Overlords

✰ She'll stand by your side, though

✰ Whatever battle you may choose, she'll be the supplier

✰ She'll try to convince you to not try and fight against heaven

✰ I think she's a little strict, but when it comes to the logical stuff

✰ But I feel like she's like that with all her children

✰ Though she's technically not your mother, she still treats you like her own child

✰ You probably spend a lot of time with her daughters

✰ Maybe even helping them with deliveries

✰ You're in partnership with her company

✰ A lot of her funds come from you

✰ She's very loving and caring mother figure, though

Star's notes -> Sorry if this is short, I haven't really written much for Carmilla before!

(Thank you @ryker-kasanagi for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

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🌼☕` Date Night `☕🌼

Gen / Fluff

Includes / Carmilla , Vox , Velvette

| CARMILLA CARMINE |

Prefers at home or private dates, she's a woman hated and revered for her work, she's not going to ever put you in a dangerous situation for being with her at the wrong time

Very, very romantic, old school style

Pulls your chair out for you, opens doors for you, brings you flowers whenever she visits

Reciprocate these gestures? She's puddy in your hands

She keeps any flowers you bring her by pressing or drying them, I imagine her as someone who has a small memory box somewhere, mostly built around her daughters, and now you too

As much as she loves doing things for you she likes doing things with you even more, especially if she can include her daughters

Cooking together, trying out painting or pottery, hell you could be doing the dishes and she'd be all warm and fuzzy with love

For important dates, anniversaries, birthdays, or just when she's feeling extra she'll rent out a restaurant or theater for the two of you

Extravagant enough to suit her adoration for you, but private enough she can relax enough with you to actually enjoy the date

| VOX |

There are two dates with Vox, work dates which devolve into either sex or cuddles

Or very public dramatic dates

Im talking matching outfits, paparazzi present, multiple body guards

He loves both equally if he's honest which he isn't, he complains about how behind on work he is while rubbing your back or playing with your hair in bed

Your more extravagant outings are usually work related, like going to parties for networking, wearing velvettes new line or eating at a restaurant one of the Vees recently bought

During your extravagant dates is one of the few times you don't talk about work, paparazzis near by, can't spill any secrets can we?

Happily recalls the massacre of the lowest earners that month while separating your crab meat from the shell for you

Also extra affectionate when in public, he's a proud man, he's proud of you and he's proud to be with you

Arm around your shoulders, holding your hand, hand on the small of your back, always near by

God forbid someone try something, especially when you have a live audience

You'd be surprised how creative someone can get with violence after so long, impressed too if the viscera didn't ruin your new shoes

Don't worry, he'll treat you to a shopping spree afterwards, only cause he loves you soo much

| VELVETTE |

She loooooooves to be spoiled

You treat her as the princess she is everyday however, and dates are the times she puts all her effort into you

She's hand makes custom outfits for the two of you, even if your date only consists of skin care

She likes going out, she's not someone who can stand doing nothing and needs to be somewhere new doing something new all the time

You usually go to spas or shopping spree, on her card of course!

Lots of photos, making collages on Hellstagram, cute couple Voxtoks and Twitter threads talking about how hot you are

You can usually tell when she's about to pull you out of work for a date by how many thirst edits of you she's saving or liking at a time

Your seriously wondering if she's commissioning them cause WHY IS THERE SO MANY

Talking shit your entire date, not about you obvi but she has to fill you in on the office tea, mostly at Vox and Valentinos expense

What is said at the massage table STAYS at the massage table

On the rare occasion you guys stay in for a date you order enough food for ten and binge watch the latest shows or drama channels on Vtube

She even let's you do her makeup I'd you ask her particularly nicely, do it well enough and she'll even wear it out

Her favorite dates of course are the ones where you two get messy at one of valentinos clubs but that's between her and Voxs ten million cameras

She asks for the tape later.

M!Reader : ....

Carmilla : ....

[Shows Y/N wearing a T-Shirt that says]

#1 Mother Fucker

M!Reader : Now before you probably slap the shit out of me let me explain....

Carmilla :

M!Reader : Clara wanted me to wear it okay! and you know I can't say no to her!

Carmilla : Sighs.... Just don't wear that in a meeting....