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nixie-writes · 4 days
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Unfortunately, I won't be uploading anything for a short while. I have a severe kidney infection - my white blood cell count is through the roof - and the admitting doctor didn't feel comfortable sending me home with a random antibiotic without knowing what specific infection I have and if it's septic or not. So I've been admitted to the hospital and I don't know how long I'll stay. Hopefully not long. Love you all
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nixie-writes · 21 days
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Being Adam's Daughter - Adam In Hell
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Your wish is my command
-two years had passed since the fateful day your father, Adam, was killed. You were a sensitive soul but you felt vengeance in your heart. You wanted to know who killed him and you wanted them dead.
-Lute spent the past two years comforting you over the loss of your father. She helped you through the five stages of grief. But now you were at the last stage - anger. It rose in your throat and choked you, preventing you from even speaking his name to anyone but Lute.
-at Emily's request the yearly extermination had ended, and Hell was left at its own whim. You and Lute spoke in privacy, and she agreed that you should take over Adam's role as leader of the exorcists. You would kill the disgusting sinners who wished death on your father, one way or another.
-without Sera's knowledge you gathered a few close angels who were once exterminators, and you opened a portal to Hell. With them in tow you aimed for the Hotel that Lucifer's daughter was running. You knew that a small demon by the name of Niffty had delivered the final blow. You wanted her erased.
-you took the Hotel by surprise, blowing off the door and flying in, demanding that any demon who fought Adam be killed. Lute and the other exorcists entered the Hotel and aimed their weapons at Lucifer's daughter and the Hotel's residency. What you weren't aware of, however, was that one of those demons bore an angelic weapon, and you weren't aware they could harm you.
-you pin pointed at Lucifer's daughter, Charlie, and used your spear in an attempt to take her life. You only managed to slash across her chest instead of her throat however, because an ex exterminator, who you now recognized as Vaggie, flew between you two. With her spear she dug it deep into your stomach, ripping it out and spewing your glowing gold blood all over the floor.
-you dropped to your knees in shock. You didn't even feel the pain, all you felt was anger. You knew you were dying, and no amount of Holy power could save you from this. You pulled a pocket knife from your gown and stabbed Charlie in the Achilles' heel and she collapsed to the floor, Vaggie immediately by her side.
-Lute screamed your name, rushing to your side. "[Y/N]! No, you're not dying like he did!" She cried, tears welling in her eyes. You coughed up a considerable amount of blood, your head lolling back, your eyes pointed at the ceiling of the Hotel. Lute's one remaining arm was wrapped around your shoulder, shaking you violently. All you wanted to do was sleep. You could feel the cold embrace of death creeping up your spine. You truly were your father's daughter.
-the last thing you heard before the light left your eyes was Vaggie telling Lute to take the exorcists and leave, refusing to let her take you with her. You couldn't make out Lute's response but she retreated, calling the exorcists with her. As your last breath escaped you your vision filled with red and you were gone.
-the Hotel guests watched as your body seized. You twitched once, then again, a bright red light engulfing your body, blocking their view of you. You felt Heaven's warm caress leave your body, it was painful and tormenting. You had broken God's love for you, and you were damned to Hell to pay for it. A heavy price for vengeance that wasn't yours to take.
-in your new demon form you found yourself looking around at the guests of the Hotel, who were staring at you like you had a second head. You stumbled to your feet, looking at your hands. They were black, all the way up to your elbow. You felt for your halo on your head and instead found horns protruding from your forehead. They were long and sharp. It came to you as a shock - you were a demon now, the very thing you despised most.
-not taking a second glance at Charlie you raced out of the Hotel, puffing for breath. The air in Hell was acrid and ashy, you felt like you were breathing cigarette smoke. You ran away from the Hotel, finding yourself deep in the Pride ring.
-you eventually found yourself walking past a tea salon when an all too familiar voice reached your ears. "...Yeah, and that's when that short stack bitch stabbed me in the back - literally! And now I'm in this shit hole with no way back up there! Can you believe that shit?" Was that... Adam?
-taking a risk you entered the tea salon, your eyes widened as they laid upon a man dressed in a tattered gown, sharp teeth and red horns, but unmistakably Adam.
-you found yourself walking up to him, gently touching him on the shoulder. He turned, his eyes full of fury and curiosity at who dared interrupt his conversation. "Who the fuck are you, some cheap whore who wants this dick? Ya can't have it!" He yelled and turned away. You winced. Of course he wouldn't recognize you in this form.
-you touched his shoulder again and he turned around. Before he could tell you to fuck off you stuttered, "dad! It-it's me, [Y/N]. I'm... Sorry. I'm only here because I tried to avenge your death, and I was punished for it. Please forgive me."
-Adam stared at you suspiciously, as if he didn't believe you. You still had your pocket knife on you, a gift from him for your protection. You pulled it from your pocket and placed it in his hands. "Remember giving this to me?" You inquired, cocking a half smile hopefully.
-Adam stared at the pocket knife, then back at you, It finally settled in his mind that he was staring at his daughter, new to Hell and desperately needing a hand for protection and guidance. He pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face in your shoulder.
-"I thought I'd never see you again... Please tell me you haven't signed your soul away," he whispered. You shook your head; you were a little naive but you weren't a child anymore. "No dad, of course not." You replied. patting his back.
-Adam pulled a chair out next to him and slapped a 20 on the table. "Get my daughter here a shot of whiskey," he demanded, and the salon employee nodded, pulling a fancy shot glass from under the counter and grabbing a bottle of expensive looking alcohol and pouring you a drink. With Adam's permission you swallowed it down hard, choking on the harshness of the liquor. He patted your back as you coughed.
-"well, since you're here... Tell me, what have you been up to in my absence?"
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nixie-writes · 22 days
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Heblo! I is here to offer ideas!
How about a fic where reader is attacked badly while walking through the city, and when they return they fail miserably at hiding their injuries from Alastor? He helps patch them up, maybe hands them to someone else; but secretly he's super pissed that someone touched HIS plaything/friend.
Can be platonic or they're pining for each other- either one!
I made this platonic because we need more platonic Alastor
-you were strolling down the streets of Hell, carrying two bags of items Charlie needed for her first week celebration for Sir Pentious. If you were honest to yourself, you didn't like the guy one bit, even after having the chance to get to know him. He was a genius at inventing but he had the communicable skills of a toaster.
-following the GPS on your phone back to the Hotel you accidentally bumped into a shorter demon you hadn't noticed, being too engrossed in your phone. You profusely apologized to him and tried to make your way around him but he grabbed you by both wrists, making you drop your items and breaking the glass decorations.
-"ah, what the hell??" you demanded, trying to break free. The demon, a small loan shark, had an iron grip on your wrists and wasn't letting go. He moved both wrists to one hand, which was somehow big enough to hold both your wrists, and with his free hand he drew out a knife, hastily jabbing it in your stomach and running away. Blood spewed from your new wound, covering your freed hands and your bags. Leaving them where they were you stumbled back to the hotel to patch yourself up.
-right as you entered the hotel Alastor manifested near you, his Cheshire grin bright as always. "I smelled blood, I thought you brought me someone to eat," he chuckled. He hadn't noticed your injuries. Good. You didn't want him to make a big fuss over your stab wound.
-swallowing the blood rising in your throat you shook your head. "I'm afraid not, tall dark and creepy. I lost the groceries and I need to shower up before heading out to get more," you explained in a hurry as you tried to heave yourself to the staircase. Alastor placed a hand on your shoulder before you could make a movie however, gently removing your hands, revealing your fresh stab wound. His eye twitched, smile wavering slightly.
-"who did this to you?" he inquired as he summoned a first aid kit and laid you down on the floor. You looked away from him as he gently lifted your shirt to examine the wound. "Just some short stack loan shark. I bumped into him by accident and his response was to bruise my wrists and stab me before running off." You weren't sure why at the moment but Alastor took a good, long sniff of your wrist, as though committing it to memory.
-"stay still, this will sting," he warned as he pressed a towel doused in rubbing alcohol against your wound. You instinctively hid your mouth under your hand, grunting in pain. As soon as it happened it was over, and Alastor was applying gauze to the wound and pressing some bandages around the edge to keep it in place. "There, go find Willow and she'll do a better job than I did," he helped you to your knees and watched you waddle off to the small nurse's station.
-In a brief moment of solitude Alastor's smile faltered. He considered you to be his only friend in this joke of a Hotel. You had known each other for a long time and while he found it silly that you supported Charlie's idea, he appreciated your breath of fresh air. He clutched his cane in one hand, the other balling into a fist. Before anyone else could see him he left the hotel with a certain goal in mind.
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nixie-writes · 23 days
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Being Adam's Daughter (both in life and in heaven)
I've run out of ideas someone please send something to my inbox + I need to keep this blog at least semi active somehow. I spent too long researching to write this please clap
-you were the only daughter to Adam and Eve. You were born into sin via Eve. You spent your entire childhood wishing you could visit the garden of Eden and see what was so bad about it that your mother had to eat the fruit of knowledge after God specifically told her not to.
-you were also very suspicious of your brother, Cain. Though you didn't know it, he showed wrath, envy and gluttony towards your brother, Abel. You, being born a woman, were raised to never question a man, especially not one older than you, so you never got in between their fights.
-then the day came that Cain killed Abel, the brother you were closer to. You witnessed the murder but your parents did not; you did as you were raised to do and didn't speak a word of what you saw. Cain threatened your life if you told them he had killed Abel, so you kept your mouth shut.
-as you lived your life you grew closer to God, closer even than Adam. You spent your days worshiping him, thanking him for every meal you ate, preaching to your parents about how good he was. Adam would always respond with something along the lines of, "hell yeah he's good, he made me!" and Eve would just smile.
-it was late one night when you saw your mother fall victim to the worst sin of all-debauchery with Lucifer himself. You caught her and Lucifer together, doing things you could never describe as the sweet little girl you were. You didn't understand the severity of it at the time but you ran back home and told your father that his wife and your mother was, in your words, "making friends" with the fallen angel who stole Adam's first wife, though you'd yet to have been told the story about Lilith yet.
-Adam stormed out and took you with him, you pointing him in the direction of Lucifer and Eve. He told you to wait behind a bush and he confronted Eve for sleeping with Lucifer. She wouldn't admit how many times she had done so. You were innocent and didn't understand the concept of "sleeping together", you were unsure why your father was so mad. He told Eve she was no better than Lilith, who you'd never heard of before and you suddenly had a lot of questions. Adam bid Eve his final goodbye and told her that if she ever came to him again he would kill her. You were stunned to hear this but seeing how you were raised, you didn't question it. It terrified you however.
-following your father home you asked him who Lilith was. Adam briefly explained that Lilith was his first wife, who refused to submit to him, and she fell in love with Lucifer and resided in Hell. In a rare moment of kindness he knelt to your level and placed his hands on your shoulders. "[Y/N], you're my only daughter and the only woman left in my life. Promise me, you'll never fall into the follies of sin," he spoke in a wavering voice. You understood how serious this was and nodded your head in agreement. He took you back to his hut, his hand in yours.
-you spent the remainder of Adam's life comforting him over the loss of Abel and Eve. You told him about how you saw Cain kill Abel and Adam sentenced Cain to live alone somewhere else, leaving only you and him. Throughout Adam's life on earth he always told you how much he loved you and how he expected to see you in Heaven when your time came.
-as time went by you never had any children, leaving that to other women God created. After learning the harsh reality of what your mother did you never wanted to risk falling in love with the wrong person, so you kept to yourself and became a traveling healer, helping those who were sick and hurt through God's will. You did this until you were around your middle ages, and God called you to Heaven. It was time for you to be with Adam.
-you were met by Sera, the high Seraphim. She told you your time had come, and you had been good enough to come to Heaven. You had done what your mother and brother failed to do, you lived a good and justified life and worked in God's mysterious ways. She brought your soul to Heaven.
-once you arrived in Heaven you saw how much of a dick Adam had become. He was proud, he was gluttonous and he was a jerk. He was always flaunting to the women in Heaven about how he was the first human soul to arrive there, likely to get them in bed with him. You were disgusted by it.
-when Sera brought Adam to the side and introduced you, his daughter, to him he was so stoked. "[Y/N]! You made it at last! That's daddy's little girl!" He rubbed your hair with his first and hugged you. He encouraged you to tell him what earned you a place in Heaven and you were proud to tell him of your years as a traveling healer and of how close you became to God. He was smiling the entire time.
-fast forward a little while, and the ranks of Hell were growing. Adam kept the extermination a secret from you, knowing it would break your sensitive heart to hear that countless souls who could have very well been your mother or brother, were being killed. His little secret was that he killed them both in the first extermination.
-as time went by you remained oblivious to the extermination, Adam never wanting you to know. But that fateful day came, when Adam told you he had to "take care of business", and promised you he'd be back later. He left with Lute, who you considered your true mother, and that was the last time you saw him.
-when Lute arrived back in heaven you rushed to her with glee in your eyes, asking where your father was. You were so excited to know what his business had been and if he'd carried out God's will. Your smile faltered when you noticed Lute clutching Adam's halo in her hand, her other arm missing entirely. Whatever had happened, had been serious. You begged her to let you heal her the best you could but she refused.
-with shame in her eyes she told you Adam died fighting and the last word he spoke was your name. She told you in detail about how she saw the light die in his eyes, his smile slowly falling as he bled out. She admitted to you about the yearly extermination and how he had made the decision to go back twice as fast to stop the hotel, which you had only heard whispers of.
-before Lute left to confront Lilith, she hugged you with her remaining arm and promised to take care of you the way Adam would have wanted her to, and that even though she could never replace him, she would do everything in her power to make you feel loved, wanted and accepted no matter what. She finished by telling you she had an errand to run, but when she was back she would give you Adam's halo to remember him by.
-you were in tears, clutching her remaining arm by the time she had finished speaking. All you could do is nod your head, too choked on tears to give a real response. You couldn't believe your father was dead and gone for good. Sniffling, all you could say at the end was, "thank you mom". Lute kissed your forehead and promised she would be back very shortly to give you his halo.
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part 3. shes very proud of her upgraded violin and training but only missing is a mask, while looking any spare mask from the extermination she found a mask under lute drawer but its wasn’t lute mask it was different mask and a note "ex extermation, result traitor" she doesn���t know whos the traitor but the mask look very cool and took it and hide it from her father and lute. shes very exciting once she get older, she will prove her father once for all that she worthy being the next leader
-a few months had passed. You were much more efficient with your violin, using the bow as a close range sword and using your violin to both create tunes no demon or human could bear to hear, and beat sinners with it. You had been practicing with dummies so as not to hurt anyone.
-it was late one night. Your father's gig lasted all night and Lute invited you two to her place for the night. You were so excited to see the home of an exorcist, especially one as high ranking as she was.
-initially her house was unassuming. There were pictures of Lute with other angels, food on the stove, she seemed very calm and resigned. Lute, who knew of your desire to be an exterminator one day, secretly invited you to her room. It was so much different from every other room in the house. There was her uniform, blood stains and all. A holy spear, holy guns with bullets, everything a fighting angel would need to make their stand in Hell.
-you were in awe at all of this. You were about to grab a holy spear and try it out when you heard your father calling for you and Lute. Lute rushed out of the room to tell Adam you were using her restroom.
-while Lute was gone you decided to sneak into a drawer. In the third drawer of her four drawer wooden wardrobe you found an old exterminator face plate and head piece. On a sticky note it read, "ex-exorcist, cause: betrayal". You took off the sticky note and pulled out your phone to snap pictures. You wanted your mask and head piece to look just like this one when you were old enough to join the exorcists. You knew when you were an adult your father couldn't prevent you from being an exorcist.
-Lute walked back into her room as you were taking pictures and gasped, slamming the door behind herself. You looked up at her in surprise, smiling. "This mask is so cool! I want one just like it; though I wonder who the ex-exorcist is..." you wondered out loud. Lute gently took your phone and deleted the pictures. You were upset.
-"It's not that I don't want you being an exorcist, I agree that you're good exorcist material and I'd be happy to train you if Adam would let me. But he can never know you found this, okay?" you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. "Why can't I talk about an ex-exorcist? I'm sure he wouldn't care and would even tell me stories about them," you reasoned. Lute sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "This specific exorcist... Betrayed us, and is now in Hell."
-you stifled a gasp. Angels other than Lucifer could be damned to Hell? You knew Lute was trying to be honest and give tough love but all you saw was an opportunity to replace the ex-exorcist who was now in Hell. You'd target her, and you would kill her, in vengeance of your father. Once he was no longer leader of the exorcists, you would take over for him, claiming the throne as leader of the exorcists.
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part 2. y/n kinda disappointed to her father rejected her joining the extermation but she is training alone and working hard to defeat many sinners, she practice her agility with her wings, thinking an alternative for her violin in case is been broken or unable to obtain it so decided upgrade her violin stick with holy metal and used it as a short sword for emergency. "Borrowing" her dad guitar for making a design for her violin as a club for references, she hopefully will join her father once she is not a kid but a powerful leader
-you followed Adam back home, a little gloomy. You wished he trusted you to be smart enough to protect yourself.
-when you finally arrived home Adam flopped on the couch. You went to your room to think. Summoning your violin you played with the strings and bow, trying to think of how it could be a weapon. You spread your wings to full length, examining them. They looked just like the wings of an exorcist.
-you made the decision to secretly apply holy metal and practice flying, both to fight and defend. You would need to reconstruct your violin to be more like your father's, to use it in close range, but how...? Maybe you could make a club out of your violin and smash it into sinners' brains? That could work.
-over the next week you privately bought some holy metal and twined it into the strings of your violin. One time your father fell asleep after having done a concert, his guitar still out. You stole it for the night and meticulously worked on your violin, making it more sturdy and thicker. You returned it to him before he woke up, so he wouldn't know what you had been working on.
-your only dream was to join your father on the battlefield, killing sinners and proving your devotion to make sure Hell never raised against Heaven and the angels again.
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nixie-writes · 1 month
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Hello! I've never put in a request before so l'm hoping I've done this right 😭😭
I was wondering if you could do husk x fem reader when the two start cuddling for the first time and husk basically shows off more of his cat-like features.
And he starts kneading (or making biscuits) into the readers boobs or something while purring? Ngl i thought it would be pretty sweet— no smut involved, just pure fluff<33
Hopefully this isn't too complicated - feel free to simplify if needed :)!
You did it right! I wanted to make this as non-sexual as possible and keep It fluffy so instead of boobs, Husk is gonna be making biscuits on reader's shoulders. Hope that's okay! <3
-you slowly walked into the hotel, your once pristine blue dress covered in dirt and filth. Charlie had asked you that morning to go out and look for new demons to come into the hotel, seeing as the only two participants were Angel and Pentious.
-a group of demons didn't take your sales pitch too kindly and knocked you over into a puddle of mud, caking you in dirt. This was your favorite dress, too.
-after changing out of your dress and taking a quick shower you walked back down to the common room. You were unsure of what Angel could be doing at this hour and Pentious was nowhere to be seen. Charlie and Vaggie were on a date, telling you so by taping a letter to your door. The only staff left were Niffty, who was busy playing with a spider web and Husk, wiping down his bar. You had nothing better to do so you walked over to Husk, dropping your head on the bar.
-"Rough day?" he inquired in a voice that seemed like he didn't care. You couldn't be bothered to raise your head as you replied, "the Princess had me advertising the hotel and I got kicked into some mud," you muttered.
-Husk sighed, pulling a shot glass from under the table and pouring you a shot of amaretto. "Here, this should help," he offered, sliding the shot glass closer to you. You took it and swallowed the shot in one big gulp, setting down the shot glass.
-"Can I have a hug, please?" You mumbled, your face a little flushed from the alcohol. Husk rolled his eyes; if anyone besides Niffty were there he would have told you to just go to bed but Niffty wasn't paying attention and he felt a little bad for you, having such a rough day. Walking out from the bar he sat down next to you, gently wrapping his arms around you.
-you immediately reciprocated, wrapping him in a tight hug. You scratched behind his ear and you could hear a soft purr rising from his throat. Daring to slide a hand under his hat you gently stroked his head. Purring louder, he began to gently knead your shoulders. You did your best to hold in a giggle, mostly succeeding. Husk nuzzled into your shoulder, his purr vibrating into your throat. Placing your head on his you smiled for the first time that day. Husk wasn't so bad when you were alone with him.
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adam is scared and overprotective to his daughter safety since his experiences from his 2 sons are gone, y/n wanted to join the extermation just her father and ready become the next leader once her father is retired or an apprentice ( her weapon is an instrument band kinda like in band class when you have trumpet, clarinet, flute, drum and many more)
-as a child you always looked up to your father, Adam. He was strategic, smart and, for the most part, let you do as you pleased. This was Heaven, who was going to hurt you?
-but as you grew older you got to finally meet your father's second-in-charge, Lute. You admired her bravery and commitment. You wanted to be an exorcist too, you decided.
-so you brought up to him the idea of being an exorcist and he choked on his soda. "You want to be what??" he inquired, a look of fear crossing his face. You tried to make yourself look as big and powerful as possible and announced louder, "I want to be an exorcist."
-"Absolutely not," Adam said. Your shoulders drooped; "why not? I have my own weapon and everything!" You plead your case, summoning your violin. Playing the strings would create a sound no human or demon could handle and it would give you the upper hand. You could be great as an exorcist!
-"[Y/N], I've lost two wives and two sons, do you really think I want to put 'daughter' in there too?" You gulped heavily, looking away. "But I thought... Angels couldn't be harmed," you mumbled. "But-... Ugh." Adam looked away, as though realizing he had already said too much. Scooping his and your food in a bag and grabbing both your drinks he nodded his head for you to follow him away from the food store. He didn't speak a word on the way home, and neither did you. Something seemed off now.
(if you'd like to make this a series I would love for you to, I really like this idea!)
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First Man, Dead Man
some headcanons on the reader when they learn that Adam died; a touch of angst, I'm not good at this. Under the cut because it handles the topic of death.
-before the war between the exorcists and the hotel, you bid him good luck and kiss his forehead, something you rarely do. He takes your hands in his and places them on his chest, promising you he'll be back for you.
-when Lute came up to you, missing an arm and holding Adam's halo you felt your legs go weak. You fell backwards into another angel's arm in shock. Lute wouldn't even make eye contact with you, clutching Adam's halo in her existing hand and walking away as fast as possible.
-"Lute, wait!" you called out, racing up to her. Careful of where her arm was torn off you gently hugged her, holding back tears. You shakily sighed as you pulled away.
-"He didn't make it, did he?" you whispered. She turned her head away in shame. "I'm sorry, I couldn't save him," she mumbled. Finally fresh hot tears streamed down your face. You buried your face in the crook of her neck, finally breaking down and sobbing.
-"Oh God, why...?" You cried, clutching Lute's uniform. Emily slowly walked up to you, frowning. "[Y/N], please, come here," she spoke softly, pulling you away from Lute gently. She pried you off of Lute, taking both your hands away from her. Emily waved away Lute to do what she had to.
-with Emily you felt a little calmer. She had that energy about her that soothed you. You were still bawling like a baby though. Emily pulled you into her arms, petting your hair and shushing you. You hugged her as tight as possible, choking on your tears.
-"it isn't fair," you whispered between sobs. Emily pulled away from you, looking you in the eye. "I can't bring him back, but I can tell you he loved you with all his heart. He always talked about you, how proud he was to have you, and how he would do anything for you." she told you as she wiped away your tears. "He fought to the death for you. He just wanted to keep Heaven safe for you. Please never forget his sacrifice," she spoke and smiled at you. You couldn't muster any more than a half hearted nod, closing your eyes. He was dead, yes, but his memory would live in your heart.
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Random Adam Headcanons
god I simp for this man
-he's very proud of being the first man so expect a lot of him boasting about it. "Fuck yeah you'd love me, I'm fucking Adam!"
-you have to get Lute's approval before Adam gets serious with you. He values her opinion as she's very level headed.
-though his guitar is a weapon, he can also play it. So he'd love to play music for you.
-he's an absolute slob when it comes to food. Expect to walk into your shared apartment to see him, laid out across the couch, burger wrappers on the floor and him trying to fit two burgers in his mouth at once. Someone protect him from himself.
-he loves physical contact. He lives for your touch. He loves when you fall asleep before him and you wrap an arm over his waist or place your hand over his. His heart swells.
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nixie-writes · 1 month
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No way August buddy ^_^ my birthday is the last day of August
August 31st? That's my brother's birthday!
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nixie-writes · 1 month
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Nice to see requests open and I hope your year continues to improve, I have no doubt you'll smash past your followers goal! As for requests, I'd love to request a Charlie x male! reader romance. Either comforting her one night or a "love at first sight" catching her during one of her trust exercises. Reader is oblivious/doesn't think she'd be interested in them so doesn't push anything.
Thanks so much hon! <3 So I'm gonna go a little literal with the "catching her during one of her exercises" Everyone remembers episode 3 where Vaggie does the trust exercise and Charlie goes first? I figured that would be cute to work with.
-Charlie mentioned that she trusted everyone and encouraged Vaggie to take a turn with the exercise. You wondered only to yourself as to if she trusted you as well.
-when Vaggie asked who wanted to go first Charlie immediately started begging to go first. Vaggie sent her up there. "I just love you guys so much... Like, really love you," she confessed. She whipped around and fell back with no warning. Together you and Vaggie raced up to catch her. With both of you holding her she said, "that felt great!" and pointed to you. "[Y/N], you should go next!" she encouraged, pointing to the stand. You let her stand up and crawled onto the post.
-"I have... A crush, but I don't think they're interested," you confessed and turned around, giving your hotel mates a moment to prepare before falling into Pentious' arms. You knew Angel would bug you about it all day and night for at least a week but it felt good to get that off your chest.
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nixie-writes · 1 month
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Requests are now open!
Despite a rocky start to the year, I'm wanting to continue growing this page. I'm currently at 1,165 followers and I hope by my birthday (early August) I'll be at 1,300. As for requests, if you have questions about who I write for or my rules, check out my pinned post. If you can't find your answer there feel free to DM or send an ask and I'll be happy to answer. Love you all!
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Hii! Is it okay if you do a part 2 of that Alastor x Human!Child!Reader but instead we've grown up into a teen? I think him trying to raise a teen would be funny
Can you link me to the specific of what you're wanting me to do a part 2 for? I've written for so many Alastor x child readers it's hard to keep up with which one is which.
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nixie-writes · 1 month
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Hopefully a simple request, just something I've not seen a lot off but understandably so. Any chance for a romantic/fluff Velvette x male reader where she's somehow developed feelings for them and wants to admit/show them? To clarify I'm not asking for smut with it.
-Velvette, as we know, is a big fan of fashion. She practically made the industry in Hell, and as she said herself, her influence on the internet makes her the "backbone" of the V's.
-so, if she caught feelings for someone, and she wanted to pursue them, she would start by promoting them on her Instagram. She'd boost their posts on Twitter, retweet selfies saying something like "damn [Y/N] looking good! But I can hook you up with a better style."
-and so the trap was laid. She DM'd you where to meet her and you arrived a little late because of traffic at this hour but you made it nonetheless. Velvette was doing everything in her power to look calm and collected but inside she was fearful. What if you denied her feelings and told her to never do anything to boost them again?
-clearing her throat after you explained the traffic situation, she offered you a couple bags of clothes from her designer brand. At least $500 worth of clothes.
-taking a deep breath Velvette began to speak. "Look, don't make this a scene or anythin' but I like you, for more than your looks. I think together we'd make a great team, with me as the social product and you behind the scenes." I get the feeling that she's pretty logistical about work, unlike Vox or Valentino. "So, I guess what I'm doin' is... Making a romantic proposal of sorts. Will you be my partner?"
-she held out her hand to you, offering you the opportunity of a lifetime. You knew you'd been following her for a long time and you really liked her as well, so what was there to lose? You took her hand and shook it firmly. "There's no one I'd rather spend my afterlife with," you replied.
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nixie-writes · 2 months
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Hey everyone. I've been told I have some sort of AI thing on my blog that's annoying some of you. I'm terribly sorry for that!! However, I don't know how to turn it off. If someone could tell me where to go on the app to turn it off that would be great! Love you guys!!
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nixie-writes · 2 months
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Please turn off the ai thing
I don't believe I know what you're talking about. What is the AI thing?
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