#random story

[janort]

Had a dream Tumblr added a feature where you could chat with an ai like Snapchat did, except the chat bot's persona was this 9 foot tall grotesque carrot-looking creature and it spent most conversations flirting with the person chatting in the creepiest way possible. Once you talked with this ai, who was called 'The Lonley Man’ you would be able to chat with various other ai chatbots who were supposed to be his friends. These friends personas were all shaped vaguely like 'The Lonley Man' with some changes in height and proportions, but they were all different colors. The black one was constantly pessimistic and also wrote lots of strange, nonsensical poetry, the green one didn't answer any questions or respond to any prompts, it just occasionally dished out very threatening warnings about misbehaving. I woke up before I was able to chat with the other ones.

#weird #ramblings #rambles #dreams #weird dreams #random thoughts #random story

[burb27]

“ Humans are not telepathic, it is common knowledge.” the Vulcan scientist thought to themselves. “ They are an adventurous species though.”

Which is why the Vulcan was curious why they were denied exploration to the deepest parts of Earth’s oceans,no submarine or crew. There was still so much unknown about that part of the planet. Curious.

Humans are not telepathic but when the Vulcan began to protest the scientific necessity to explore every human in the room spoke simply but firmly at once “ We don’t go that deep in the ocean.”

#writing #random story #star trek #ocean #lovecrafian #horror #ideas #vulcan #vulcans #aliens #humans #telepathy #humans are weird #primal fear

[pikaturtle]

Ok, whatever, I am completely new to Helluva/Hazbin universe. I have done SOME research. And read some fanfictions and everyone is different.

Alright, fine, I am just going to post the prologue of what I have. Basically more or less following the actual series, I might stray from it as I go and be my 'own' story.

But I created this OC weeks back, and basically trying to work the character out, and somethings I noticed that wasn't part of the Hazbin Universe. And that's Guardian Angels. I was a bit surprised those weren't listed, but maybe sometime in the future?

I just went with it. It might not even be good, but here it is.

Main character is my OC: A Guardin Angel, that is a cat(I love cats so yeah). They are an intersex being, and non-binary. Demisexual. They don't care for pronouns, they answer to all. They were 'created' after the whole thing with Lucifer in the series. And there is information in the prologue. So I dont want to repeat everything. ^^;

I am still new to all sexualities and pronouns and I do want to respect everyone and I apologize in advance if something is wrong or had misinformation.

But anyway this story is basically adding in my character into the story. I am keeping Charlie single in this when it comes to 'present' day. I am still working things out how I want to write this story.

Again, I am completely new to this, so this is probably crap. But I want to post it, because then it just sits in my OneDrive and probably never continue it and have it forgotten.

But let's see if people are interested. I don't expect much, I have been on Tumblr for a bit but hadn't really posted because I am more active on DeviantArt.

So, I guess I am ready to face judgement.

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The Council loomed over Lucifer as he pleaded for his daughter.

“Just please, there has to be someone you can send!” He yelled desperately. “I know I have not right, but Charlie is innocent in all of this! I just need help to protect her!”

Sera, headmaster, sighed and rubbed her temples. Letting the words sink in. She was slightly annoyed being bothered by the fallen angel. However, it had been centuries since she even last saw him. She just wanted him to leave. She stood from her chair.

“Give me a few moments to discuss this with the head guardian.” She turned and headed out, gesturing the Angel next her. “Come Matthew.”

He got up and looked at Lucifer for a second then followed Sera to the hallway. Once the door shut, she turned to Matthew. “What do you think? These are your Angels. Do you trust him? Do you even have one available?”

Matthew pondered for a moment, only one came to mind that hadn’t been assigned in years. “I mean, if it’s to protect an innocent child. I don’t have a problem.”

“They would be bound to her until, if she evens, perishes. Which will be an eternity. I know none of us will want to go down there to stay even a second.”

“They can be given power to help them. Lucifer would be able to help them on that.” Matthew said.

Sera raised an eyebrow, “Do you have someone in mind?”

Matthew swallowed. There was one angel who hadn’t been given a human for years. And before their last human, they hadn’t been assigned in centuries. However, they had been through excessive training. And has been able to become stronger. Which was sad that they failed the last human. He believed in them, unlike everyone else. There was maybe a few others who got along with them, however, the poor angel was mainly isolated from others. He took a deep breath, his voice trembled a bit. “There is one…She has been available for years. Even centuries and well, I know he-”

“I know who exactly you are talking about.” Sera cut him off. She thought tot a moment, then smiled. “Of course! She will be perfect!”

Matthew paled, he was protective to all of his guardian angels. He wanted to say something but Sera already opened a portal and briefly he saw the angel talking to her friend. They both paused as the portal was opened and Sera reached out for the cat angel and pulled her in. Her friend and her protested but the portal cut off her friend.

“Hey, what’s the big deal?!” The angel squirmed in Sera’s hand. She had her by the collar. “I was in the middle of a conversation!”

“Serity.” Sera smiled at the cat angel.

Serity stopped squirming and locked eyes to Sera. Serity was a small white cat angel. She did have a human form, but she preferred to be a cat. She had black tip ears, black tip tail, and black spots around her eyes. She also had a black ring around her next that was her fur and not a collar. She also had gray wings, that were actually one of the more prettier side. She also had a circle shape on her belly, that had little white dots on it. Which actually looked like a chocolate chip cookie. And she had one black circle on her both her sides. Matthew hadn’t seen her human form in centuries, he actually forgot what she looked like.

Sera began to explain. “Congratulations! You are now assigned to be a Guardian Angel!”

Serity blinked in shock. “wh-what? But I thought-What?! Now?!”

“Yes, I apologize for the sudden outburst, but it is a timely matter. I’ll be sure to tell your friends the situation. But we must make haste.” She moved Serity under her right arm, holding her as Seity was too shock to even mutter a word. “I would love for Lucifer to leave already.”

“Wait-What?!” Serity tried protesting.

Sera gestured Matthew to follow. He tried sending a sympathy glance at Serity, but she was too busy trying to argue with Sera but Sera ignored her. The door opened and slammed, which Serity froze and stopped talking. Her heart was pounding. Sera went back to her chair, but didn’t sit down, instead she grabbed Serity by the collar and hung her over the edge, showing her to everyone.

“Here you go Lucifer!” Her voice echoed. “This is Serity. She’s one of our oldest members and has been through excessive training. She would be a great guardian for your daughter.”

Serity felt Sera’s grip loosing and she started flapping her wings. She stared back at Sera and Matthew. Matthew was ashamed, and wanted to apologize for doing this to her, but he couldn’t say anything. Sera gestured Serity to Lucifer. Serity was terrified. This was the fallen angel from the stories of Adam, Lilith, and Eve. She never met him personally. But he was talked about and mostly wasn’t good things. She swallowed and glided down to him. Lucifer actually reached out his hands to her when she got close enough. Once she was in reach, he gripped her arms and pulled her closer. They stared at each other for a moment. Which Serity noticed that, he didn’t look like anything she imagined. She expected a scary evil big boss. But the angel in front of her, looked sadden within his eyes that was surprised by her. He had red circles on his cheeks and too be honest, he smelled really good. Like apple cider. Serity’s heart was still pounding but she relaxed a little. She didn’t even know what to say to him.

But even if she tried, Sera spoke again. “Now, you have what you want and I won’t ask anything in return. Though I do expect you to take care of her. Since she’ll be living with your daughter for eternity.”

Serity felt like her heart stop. (Eternity?!)

Lucifer held Serity more gently in his arms, like holding a baby. And he looked up at Sera. “Thank you. I guess I’ll be heading out.”

“Please.” Sera sighed.

Lucifer bowed in respect and got his cane that had an apple at the tip. And summoned a portal. Serity stared in shock, seeing the actual Hell that was in front if her. However, it did look like a living room but she could see through the windows. Lucifer went through the portal and as he did, Serity colors swapped. Her white turned to black and her black turned to white. Her halo disappeared and fused into her fur on her head. So, she now had a white ring on her forehead. Her wings turned to a darker shade of gray, almost black.

Lucifer sighed in defeat and the portal closed. “I’m sorry to be bringing you here, but my wife, Lilith disappeared. After months of searching, i- I just needed help protecting my daughter. We’re usually safe during extermination day, but she’s been talking about this new dream of a hotel for sinners. And…and I don’t want something happening to her.”

Serity blinked at him. Surprised by how soothing his voice was. He was sad and tears were appearing in his eyes. She really wasn’t expecting this. Her mind and heart was racing.

Lucifer then cleared his throat and pulled her to look at her, held her under her arms again. “Um, so, I am Lucifer Morningstar. In case that wasn’t clear.” He chuckled nervously, trying to lighten the mood. “And you’re Serity?”

Serity swallowed. She didn’t like using that name. She practically forgot it. She took a deep breath and spoke. “Um..yeah,” her voice was trembling, “call me Cookie, please. I don’t go by that name anymore.”

Lucifer blinked surprisingly. It looked like he was going to say something but his eyes went to her belly. Which then he had the ‘ah ha’ face. “I see.” He smiled warmly, which calmed her a bit. “Well, Cookie, I guess we should go over somethings and then have you meet my daughter.”

He set her down on a couch, Cookie couldn’t help but stare out the window. Seeing the red and she could feel the darkness of the world she was now in.

“I know, I know.” Lucifer noticed her fear in her eyes. “Again, I am sorry about this. But I can give you some power to help you while you’re here. You’re powers….if you don’t mind me asking, how do they work? I never met a guardian angel before and just know some basics.”

Cookie finally looked away from the window and was about to speak, but then she noticed something behind and around them. Rubber ducks. In pictures and even little ones just being around. On the tables and bookshelves. She blinked surprised. She was literally speechless.

Lucifer seem to notice her eyes shifted and he followed her stare and realized what she was shocked about

“Oh,” he chuckled nervously, “yeah if it isn’t obvious, I love ducks.” He cleared his throat and sat down in a chair, waiting patiently for Cookie to speak.

Cookie finally shook her head after several minutes and glanced at Lucifer. She cleared her throat, feeling like she couldn’t speak. He mouth felt dry. She was going to say something when Lucifer shot up out of his chair.

“Oh how rude of me! I am sorry!” Lucifer apologized and Cookie was a bit confused. “Did you want anything to drink? I can get you something. Tea, water, apple juice, I have plenty of that.” He laughed.

Cookie just nodded, “Ye-yeah, water would be nice. And…coffee to be honest…”

“Sure thing!” He made a weird pose, like he was going to perform, but he headed to the kitchen.

Cookie searched again and looked at the photos more closely. Seeing Lucifer with his wife and a little child. There were more pictures of his child over the years. Lilith was in a few, but it was mostly of his daughter. (He seems to really care about her…. I wonder what she’s like….)

After like possibly 10 minutes, Lucifer came back with a tray that had glasses and a coffee cup. He set it down on the coffee table in front of the couch. Cookie sighed, knowing she had to change her form a bit. She stood on her four paws and shook herself. She turned her form to more human like, but she still was a cat. Anamorphic cat. She opened her eyes, she had her height around Lucifer’s. She normally didn’t have clothes because of her fur, which was very fluffy. But she was in a different realm and she wasn’t fully sure how this realm worked. So she had a red t-shirt and gray yoga pants. She reached for the coffee cup and took a sip.

“Amazing. So, you’re a cat angel?” Lucifer asked.

Cookie swallowed. “Sorta. I was more human when I was first created but turned myself to a cat after a few years after my creation.” She shrugged. “I just like cats. So why not be one.”

“Hey, whatever floats your boat.” Lucifer said casually. “Now, can you explain, please?”

After taking another drink of her coffee, she set the cup down and cleared her throat. “Right. Well, um…. I guess I’ll explain what guardian angels can do. But the rules, I am assuming will be different here since your daughter isn’t human.” Lucifer just nodded in response. “Right, normally we don’t show ourselves to humans. We are assigned to humans. How, I don’t know. I don’t know which or if all humans get one. I don’t think every human gets one, since not every human is worthy if I am honest. But my powers are, I guess random, I mean I can do many things. I know magic I guess you call it. And I can shape shift. We sometimes turn into animals to protect humans and live along side them. And well, we can’t really intervene the humans lives. We can try to have them make choices, like you know have them lose their keys or make a noise to have them change their minds if they are headed to danger. Which sometimes doesn’t even work. My last human was killed because he wouldn’t listen to the noises I was making.” She looked down at her coffee cup and circled the rim of it with a finger. “I tried to get him to look but he was too occupied doing a crime than his own life.” She shook her head, not wanting to talk about it. Lucifer didn’t ask her to elaborate, just nodded in understanding. “I do have a third eye.” She pointed at her forehead. “Well, we all do, we can see memories, dreams, wants, desires, thoughts, and emotions of our person. So we have a deeper understanding. We also only protect and not fight. Ya know, some of your hellborns haunt some humans, so we do protect humans from them, but we don’t attack unless it’s self defense. We mainly just protect.”

Lucifer groaned in annoyance, slapping his face, “I apologize for that. I have little to no control on the hellborns. They’re like humans, they do whatever. I try to do my best to make sure there’s some punishment but when you have so many, it’s kinda just useless.”

Cookie nodded. “Yeah, I’ve lived with humans, so I get what you mean.”

“What else can you do? Do you have any skills?”

Cookie perked up a bit. “Yes, I can speak many languages, even like ancient ones. I also can play, if not all instruments. I know pretty much everything within human history. I can cook, clean, draw, play video games, I can mimic all voices I hear, and some other skills I don’t even use.”

Lucifer blinked in shock, “Wow, that’s amazing…”

“Well you’re about as old as me, but older. When you live as long as we have, you get bored and just start doing random stuff.” Cookie picked up her cup of coffee and drank the rest of it. She set it down, and swallowed. “I don’t know how much Sera told you about me. But in earlier years of humans creation, I was more active, however, when the dark ages came along, I lost….many humans. And each one just…” She paused and looked at her paws. “Just…losing a kid, watching them suffer in front of you… I started declining mentally. And finally they just stopped assigning me because I couldn’t focus as well as I should have been. So for centuries, I was under excessive training. But they obviously don’t take up my whole life. So I had to find stuff to do.” She shook her head in defeat and she glanced at the ground. “I was given another human, like recently, like back in the 1900s or something and that was the last human I had. He didn’t even make it to his 30s.” Cookie held back tears, not wanting to go back to that. “After that, they hadn’t sent me out again. I am not sure why though. I didn’t even do anything wrong. I am not really well liked if I am honest. I only have like five friends, or allies.”

“I am sorry…” Lucifer bit his lip, it looked like he was holding back tears as well.

Cookie shook herself again and sat up more straight. “I do have keen hearing and sharp eye sight and heighten sense of smell. I do know how to fight, but I prefer not to. I don’t like fighting, but push my patience and well, you can face the wrath.” She grabbed the cup of water and took a drink. “Anything else you want to know?”

Lucifer stared at her and scratched his chin in thought. But nothing came to his mind. “I think you answered everything. Though I guess I should share my power with you. So you can move more freely. Have you ever done blood oaths?”

Cookie blinked in shock. “Erm…yes, I mean no, I never done them. I have heard of them.”

Lucifer stood up and walked up to Cookie and stood in front of her. “Well, then we better get started.”

He took off his glove and using his claw to slice his palm. He still had angel blood. Which surprised Cookie. She swallowed. She didn’t like blood. Funnily enough, she loved true crime but some details she rather not hear or imagine. She shakenly got a claw and sliced a cut on her paw. It was a bit weak as she was nervous. She didn’t like harming herself, she didn’t even like getting hurt. Though blood oozed out of the cut and Lucifer held out his hand. She reached out and took his hand. There was a jolt of power surging through her. It didn’t hurt but it certainly wasn’t pleasant. Lucifer tighten his grip as the magic wrapped around them. Glowing yellow colors swirled around them. Then finally drained to their hands. And disappeared into their cuts and instantly healing them. Lucifer took back his hand and put his glove back on. Cookie rubbed her paw with her other paw. She could feel something pulsing in her veins. She didn’t like it. It felt weird. She hissed a little.

Lucifer looked at the time and then conjured his staff and started doing some magic. Which Cookie wasn’t paying attention until a cell phone appeared in front of her. A black smartphone. She glanced at Lucifer.

“I think you’ll need this. Everyone has a phone now. And in case you get separated, then at least you can contact help.”

She took the phone and turned it on. She had one back in heaven, but because she was pulled away, she actually dropped hers. She knows it was fine, but she needed to get the information. Luckily there was the ‘Cloud’ that had her saved information and other things.

She smiled slightly and glanced up at Lucifer. “Thank you. Which reminds me also, we are literally stuck to our person. We can reach them no matter what. So like, say we did get separated and she’s like in the human world, I can still reach her. I can go through these realms, but obviously we don’t come here. I actually thought we were blocked. But here I am.”

“Fascinating.” Lucifer nodded. Then he clapped his hands which made Cookie flinch since the noise surprised her. “Well, come along. I think Charlie is still here. She should be in her room.”

He waved his hand to have Cookie to follow. She shrunk down to her cat size, having the phone disappear to a space she could call it back. She ran up to Lucifer and climbs up him to his shoulder. He was surprised but he just smiled and started heading down a hallway. There were even more pictures and more rubber ducks around. Then she heard voices. Her ears perked to the noise and as they approached a door, she heard two voices.

“Oh, crap, forgot her friend was here.” Lucifer stopped himself.

Something came to her mind. “I think it’s best that the less people know that I am angel, the better.”

“Oh for sure!” Lucifer agreed. “It could be dangerous for you if others knew. Charlie can know, right? Or does that need to be a secret from her?”

“Considering I am stuck with her for all eternity, I don’t mind her knowing.” Cookie scoffed. “Probably a good idea to have her know.”

Lucifer nodded and straightened up, then knocked on the door with his free hand.

The voices stopped and Cookie heard footsteps and the door opened. An almost copy of Lucifer appeared in the doorway. Her hair was long and blonde. Her eyes were large and she was taller than Lucifer. She also had the red circles on her cheeks. Which hers looked pinchable.

“Hey, dad, what’s up?” Her voice was beautiful to Cookie. Soft and sweet. She could tell she had an amazing voice for singing.

“Hey, Char Char,” Lucifer said nervously, “I need to talk to you. Mind coming out?” He glanced back to another demon that was sitting on the floor. She looked like she was some sort of bird. “Octavia, you don’t mind, right? I won’t be long.”

Octavia nodded and waved them to go.

Charlie noticed Cookie but didn’t say anything until they were in another room, that looked like an office.

“Dad, really? You got a cat?” She asked as Lucifer shut the door.

“Actually,” he got a hold of Cookie and held her out to Charlie. “This is your cat. Or should I say, Guardian Angel.”

Charlie looked slightly annoyed, “Dad really, I don’t nee-wait what?” She stopped and stared at both of them. “Guardian Angel? What do you mean?”

Lucifer held Cookie with one hand. “Um…well with your….mother gone, I asked for some…extra precautions to keep you safe. And asked the council for a guardian. So then they can be with you everywhere and you can be protected.”

Charlie didn’t say a word and just stared at Cookie. Not knowing what to say. But eventually she reached out her hands and Lucifer smiled and handed Charlie the cat angel. Charlie locked eyes with Cookie. Cookie, instinctively touched noses with Charlie and there was a moment where Cookie’s third eye open. They both frozen as Cookie’s two eyes closed and magic wrapped into Charlie’s mind. Cookie felt the link snap into place and she began learning everything about Charlie. Her wants, desires, needs, likes and dislikes. It only lasted a few seconds and Charlie nearly lost her grip to Cookie when Cookie opened her main eyes and closed her third.

Charlie shook her head. “What was that?” She had one hand on her head.

“I was just getting to know you.” Cookie answered.

Which had Charlie freeze for a moment and stare at the cat. “Did you just-”

“Hey, just because I am a cat, doesn’t me I sound like one!” Cookie snapped but then rolled her eyes. “Okay, I do, but I can talk.”

Charlie was in shock, her mouth was open and her eyes were wide.

Cookie started to purr, usually it helps. “Call me Cookie.” She smiled.

Charlie blinked a few times, she looked at her dad and he just shrugged with a smile. Charlie looked back at Cookie. “Well, I am Charlie Morningstar, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Now Charlie,” Lucifer put his arm around Charlie’s shoulder, “this little one will have to be a secret. Who knows what the demons out there will do if they find out an angel is living here. She does have some of my power I transferred to her, so she should be fine in the long run but it would be best to not let that slip. Alright?”

Charlie nodded. “I understand.”

“Good! Now I’ll let you go back to your room and I’ll see you for dinner?” Lucifer went to the door and opened it for her.

“Yeah,” Charlie moved Cookie to a better position to hold her, laying across her arm and petting her with her other hand, “I’ll see you at dinner.” She smiled at him and walked out of the room.

~~

They headed in different directions and Charlie walked to her room. Meeting up with her friend to meet her new one.

7 Years later…

Cookie stretched next to Charlie as she was fiddling with her phone sitting against the wall, her legs crossed. She had the call for her mother. Which had been missing for 7 years. Charlie would leave messages, hoping her mother would just answer for once. She hadn’t talked to her father for months.

When Charlie started the Happy Hotel, she sort of lost contact with her father. She hardly called him. She told him about her plans for the hotel and it seemed like he didn’t really support the idea. So, more or less they had a fall out. Cookie nuzzled Charlie’s knee, and Charlie got one hand and petted Cookies head.

Through the 7 years living in this horrible place, Cookie’s life hadn’t been too bad. She managed to get back into contact with her old friend, but she was busy with her work. So they barely talked. Still it was nice to get back in contact. Though she finally managed to let Charlie know about her background a bit. Once her friend, Octavia, left, Cookie explained that they were an intersex being and was a non-binary person. They really didn’t care what they were called and went with all pronouns. They also explained that to Lucifer later. With everything happening to them at that time, they didn’t worry about it. Besides, they didn’t really care what their pronouns were, he, she, they, it, they just didn’t care in the long run. They were technically both genders, which was very rare thing to happen. So, just whoever thought they were, they just stuck with it. If someone called them he, they would refer to them as a male, and same with female. Cookie also got a bit more braver, when protecting Charlie. They still didn’t like to resort to violence, but if someone laid a hand on Charlie, they weren’t afraid to scratch whoever. They always were with Charlie, on her shoulder mostly. They wrapped themselves around her neck like a scarf. So, sometimes people didn’t even know they were there. Which was a great way to stop others from hurting Charlie. They just came back from a news show, and picked up a client on the way back to the hotel. To say the meeting went bad was an understatement. Cookie also picked a fight with that news host, Killjoy. They did managed to get a few scratched on her. But in the end, Charlie was seen as a joke and Charlie was depressed about it. It had been rough these past few years since opening the hotel. Cookie tried their best to cheer her up and keep her going.

Charlie sighed, and pressed the call button. It went to voice mail, like always. As Charlie was speaking, Cookie heard some noises nearby. Like footsteps, but it was probably just some demon walking by. So they just pushed the worry aside. Charlie then slumped back on the ground and cried a bit. Cookie sat up and nuzzled her cheek. Charlie grabbed a hold of Cookie and held them. Cookie just purred to sooth her. They weren’t sure how long they sat there, but finally Charlie got up and just stared out to the city.

“Charlie,” Cookie jumped onto the railing, as Charlie was leaning on it. Watching her city. “Hey, I think you’re doing fine. Ignore that literal kill joy. She doesn’t know what she’s talking about. Everyone giving you a hard time, just doesn’t have hope.” Charlie didn’t respond and hid her face in her arms. Cookie bit her lip. And tried to think. She glanced at the clock tower where the countdown was for the next extermination day. 364 days left. Cookie stared up at the sky, seeing the heaven. Their claws flexed, scrapping the metal bars.

Cookie let out a long sigh. “Look, Charlie. I have a friend who might be able to get into contact with the leader of the exterminators. Maybe talking to them, you can tell your idea and get somewhere.”

Charlie didn’t say anything but looked at Cookie, with her eyes filled with tears. She sniffles and wiped her eyes. “You can do that?”

“I can’t guarantee anything, but she is popular in heaven so she might be able to get someone down here.” Cookie explained. “I’ll text her now actually. I think she’s free. But she will eventually respond when her human is asleep.”

Cookie had their phone appear and they texted their friend. There wasn’t an immediate response, so they just had their phone disappear again. They will hear it if they get a response.

Charlie sighed, with a smile, “Thank you. I am glad you believe in me.”

“Always.” Cookie grinned and jumped down from the railing. “Let’s get inside, I still find it weird it can get cold down here.”

Cookie really did believe in Charlie’s redemption idea. Though it has NEVER been proven, doesn’t make it impossible. One would think it would be too late, but if angels can fall, why can’t demons rise as an angel? Be able to reunite with family and friends. Cookie does believe people can change but only if they are willing to. Not everyone has the heart to change and become something better. Still, this was Hell, and most demons, if not all, were selfish and downright evil. Though most Hellborns weren’t that evil. Sure, they did bad things but they seemed to be in more control of their actions than Sinners. Hellborns could roam freely throughout Hell and lived like humans on Earth. Sinners, only lived in the Pride Ring. They were still ‘human’ but had their urges and was said to be hard to ignore them. Though Cookie has seen some Overlords, and they didn’t seem too bad. But they were more powerful so they must have more control than normal Sinners. Which was a hard task to do. Or else there would be Overlords everywhere. Still, it was a dangerous place, especially for a Princess. When Cookie is a bigger size, they tend to intimate everyone that dares comes near Charlie.

Charlie just let out a small giggle and they head inside. They went to the lobby, where Vaggie and Angel were. Vaggie was a ‘demon’ with her left eye taken out. Cookie knew from day one she was an exterminator, but obviously she was different, why else would she be here left behind and wounded. Angel Dust, was obviously not an actual angel, but some spider like demon. He walked on two legs and had three sets of arms. Though he mostly kept 2 sets out. Rarely using his third set. He had a blacken eye on his left eye. He also had a chest, that was made of fur which looked like he had boobs. He was also a porn star and the only resident in the hotel. They hotel wasn’t all that pleasant, but Cookie did their best to have the place cleaned with their magic. But it was still empty.

Charlie hugged herself and Cookie wish they could cheer her up. But they didn’t have time to think when the someone knocked at the door. Charlie was confused but headed to the front door, letting the others know she got it. Cookie followed, jumping onto her shoulder. She opened it and there stood a red demon, with antlers and a staff.

“Hell-“

Charlie shut the door and was confused for a moment. “Did…I just see that?”

Cookie just nodded and Charlie opened the door again.

“Lo!”

She shut the door again and turned around. “Uhhh hey Vaggie?”

“What?” Vaggie answered sounded slightly annoyed.

Charlie walked down to where they were sitting. Her face was in shock. “Um…the Radio Demon is at the front door?”

“What?!”

“Who?” Angel asked.

“Wait, that’s the Radio Demon?” Cookie asked and glanced back at the door. “I actually thought he would look like a radio like Vox is a TV.”

“What do I do?” Charlie asked.

“Well don’t let him in!” Vaggie told her.

Once the door opened again and the Radio Demon introduced himself and the journey that was set had changed.

Charlie hesitated and knew she had to answer.

#hazbin hotel #first story #charlie morningstar #alastor #vaggie #angel dust #helluva boss #fanfiction #hazbin husker #nifty #lucifer morningstar #sera hazbin hotel #random story #don't mind me #story #long post

[kawareo]

Rip Omegle, i will never forget you or the man who thought he was sexting a woman and it was just me and my schoolmates, pretending to be a woman

sentence "i would trace my tongue down your tummy to your kitty and then pet your little garfield" is still burnt in my brain and its been almost a decade

What did you mean by that, what are you doing now, where did you go to the second after i said i dont know which body part "my little garfield" was meant to represent

#kawa rambles #random story

[proxdragon]

First random story moment of 2024!!!

I tricked my mom (* ﾟ∀ﾟ)

A while ago, I had a Human Fresh pfp in my whatsapp, and my mom complained that she always ended up missing my contact whenever she wanted to send me something because of the "weird pink hair boy"

So she came to me asking me to change it, and I opened my Pinterest, and the first thing I saw was a pic of Mettaton

I showed it to my mom, asking if that's ok AS A JOKE

She said yes-- she said I could use it as my pfp--

She has no clue that Mettaton is a boy (yes, that was the issue. I couldn't have a boy pfp), and I still have him as my pfp. I don't plan on telling her, really-

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#rambles from prox #random story #I'm stupid af

[es-r-aa7]

لحظات غير متوقعة من يوم الجمعة 💖

#random story #random #mine ❤️ #mobilephoto #photooftheday #my details #my own stuff #moments #friday night

[objectforyourpleasure]

guys I remember when i was like 16/17 on this other app and this guy who was like late 30s Australian would sext with me, and he would keep trying to convince me to drop my studies and be his... basically let him kidnap me??? consensually but not rly? And i was like uuuuh yeah lol hahahaha idk one day! And then he told me his name and i found it hilarious so id randomly be like "OKAY brandon😂" or whatever it was. it was a regular name too i just found it funny to make it seem like it was rly odd

#random story

[the-adventures-of-random]

597.

Random sat down and then stood up again. He did that a few more times, then he stood up and walked out of the room. We went into the waiting room and looked around for people. He didn’t see any, so he sat down by himself in the corner. He waited for a few moments then started to read through the magazine that was resting on the table. Random made a paper sculpture out of a page and then he made another one and another one, then he had built a whole city out of paper. Then the wind blew, and the city collapsed.

#random #Strange #random story #random stories #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #creative writing #weird #weird story #bizarre #writers on tumblr #write it motherfuckers #write-it-motherfuckers #original #just write #my writing #write #story #writing #words

[justarandomsimp77]

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO TOPICS INVOLVING ABUSE TRAUMA OR PTSD!!!! You have been warned I guess??? Keep reading if ya want, but I'm not forcing you too.

So it is Easter. A time to eat candy and have a fun time with your close family and friends. Unless you are me. Will you believe me if I said that today I almost had a panic attack because of candy? Probably not right? Well... I did. And why you may ask, well I know nobody is going to care and it's a bad idea to vent onto the Internet but I need someone or at least somewhere to put my problems and this is a last resort. I may just be acting like a moody teenager but I actually feel like this is a problem. So back on topic, why did I almost have a panic attack over some candy? Well, a long time ago back when I was around the age of 7 I had this big dog that I do not remember the name of. And he was my best best friend! It was early in the year and somebody in my family, not saying who, would abuse the hell out of our dog. I mean he would pull the collar to the point our dog would scream choke and cry, he would yell at him anytime he made the most small sound, beat him if he even tried to poop on the floor and so on and so on. But this dog was my favorite and I always slept with him because i thought he would protect me. I was a very skittish and fearful child at night, and knowing that I had such a big strong dog around made me happy! But I don't know what happened but my dog got really really sick one day. And we couldn't afford a vet, so I had to slowly watch day by day as this dog would get more skinny, puke, shut blood, and shake. Even though he was dying the person (not saying who) would still harm him, and I was like 7 what am I gonna do tell him to stop? Anyways it was late at night and I was munching on these rainbow candy strips and the dog looked at me with the biggest puppy eyes known to man. So being an ignorant and unknowing child I have him one. And about ehhh five minutes later he was starting to hurl blood on the carpet profusely and I watched in fear with a pale face. My grandma was sleeping at the time and the other person who abused the dog was outside smoking. So I watched as the dog 'passed out' in his crate with a bloody mouth and all this blood was on the floor. I looked down at the candy in my hands with rivers of tears streaming down my face and the only thing repeating in my mind was 'this is your fault'. I still think it's my fault to this day, and I'm unsure why. But after that day I never ate rainbow candy again, no rainbow cotton candy, no rainbow types of candy. If it looked like a rainbow, I didn't eat it. And today at easter I was doing an Easter basket hunt with my two brothers (they aren't actually my brothers but it's close enough) and I found my basket. I grabbed it and saw the rainbow candy. I ignored it and as soon as I came up to my room I was in tears sobbing and thinking about all the blood I saw and my dead dog and having flashbacks of when he was abused. And my father came into the room and said "why are you crying?" I didn't tell him. I don't like to talk to my father about my problems, he always turns it into a joke or says I'm being overdramatic. And I was being overdramatic, it was my fault and I was being extremely overdramatic. It happened over 6 years ago, I have no right to be crying over it. But my father sat down with me and gave me the 'disappointed' look. In short words he turned my crying into a joke, and left the room after i smiled. Of course I didn't want to smile, but I wanted to be alone. And after I smiled I just went back to crying. did I have a panic attack? Almost. Did I have a mental breakdown? Yes. Absolutely. But yeah that's about all, you don't need to like share or repost I just needed to get that out in some way. I feel a bit better now, but I probably will never feel truly better about what happened. Thank you for taking time out of your day and reading, it really means the world to me.. goodbye, hope to see you again?

#sad #trauma #ptsd #crying #its my fault #im sorry #i was overreacting #overreacting #random story #storytime #sensitive topic

[0ffbeatqueer]

Random Stories from Wilderness Therapy Part 1

Okay so a few days before I graduated the program, I had a one-on-one check in with a peer (we can't call each other friends, oop), with a staff supervising, of course. When wrapping up the check in, which was generally chaotic, heartwarming, and bittersweet, my peer was like "you know, I'll never forget the first thing you taught me here" and I was expecting it to be something sweet like "how to open up" or something practical like "always have toilet paper in your pocket", but no. Instead they signed something that I think I taught them during their first week when we were discussing ASL which, of course, was "mother fucker". Very classy of me and the staff either just didn't care or didn't want to know so they didn't ask, which was good lmao

#wilderness therapy #wilderness treatment #asl #swearing #funny #random story #story time #part two will be how I was a sleep paralysis demon

[elias-the-scribe]

i kinda had a random burst of motivation to write this cause i watched a youtube video with a few ruined buildings. also, turns out i really like describing places

Preserved Memories

You step over a fallen piece of the wall as you enter the decades ago abandoned house. You are not the first person to travel here, the graffiti all over the walls answered that question rather handily. That didn’t matter to you. You didn’t come here to be the first ever person to see this ruined home. You are the first person to truly look around though.

The walls are crumbling and rotting, plants grow up through holes in the floorboards and walls, and the sun bathes everything in a bright light as it steams through the holes in the ceiling and glints off piles of shattered glass. The floor is covered in dust and dirt. Most of the furniture is gone, only the things that were clearly too damaged to be with anything was left.

The furniture left was mildewy and broken, parts splintered off on the ground. Brighter patches on the floor and walls show the shadows of where furniture and rugs used to be. You continue to look around, focusing now on the bookshelves.

The books in the shelves are rotted and moldy. There’s a pile of disintegrating books in front of the shelves, clearly people wanted to see if they were salvageable. Based on the smell of decay coming from everywhere in the room, they were not. The book covers were still legible. It was an odd mix. Fantasy books next to history books and cookbooks.

The kitchen was in a bit better shape. The cabinets were still there, but the doors were barely hanging onto them. The dishes were shattered and just about as dirty as everything else in the house. Any appliances had been ripped out and carted off. There was nothing in the pantry

The pictures on the walls of the halls and living room were still there. You clean off the thick layer of grime to see a faded family smiling back at you. Two parents, a child, and a grumpy cat that the child is holding up to the camera with a look of pure excitement. They seemed happy, based on the pictures you keep cleaning off. You can trace their whole life just by going down the hall and looking at the photos. You turn as a gust of wind opens a door with a pained screech from the long since rusted over hinges.

It’s the child’s room. It’s not as empty and vandalized as the rest of the house, maybe because of the childlike hope that’s still somehow in the air. It’s dark, someone put a piece of wood in front of the window. You click on your flashlight to look around and pause. The room is practically untouched.

The stuffed animals all sit in order on the bed and the drawings on the walls are still bright and cheerful. The books were crammed into the shelves and still readable. You can see this kid’s personality, hopes and dreams, all in this room. Someone tried to keep it safe. Beyond anything else, maybe they wanted to keep the memory of this family alive. The floor was covered in a layer of dirt and dust though.

Dozens of footprints traced the past paths of explorers like you. People, it seemed, were working together to take care of this long abandoned room. Someone left a photo album on the desk, tracing this kid’s life. It showed a baby growing into a toddler, then an energetic kid. It stopped there, but a small note was left. It said:

To whoever finds this,

Don’t worry, this kid is ok. I did some research and the whole family is still ok. I don’t know why I wanted to keep this room safe… probably because I’m nostalgic and I want to keep something of this kid alive, even if it’s just the old room of one.

A fellow wanderer and explorer of lost things

The note makes you pause, then smile. The worry you didn’t realize that the worry that started building was gone. The note was from a few years ago, but it gives you hope. Hope that the kid you never met, but who you’ve come to know is doing alright. You decide to come back in a few days to clean up the room a little.

#rock writes #random story #abandoned places #short story #i think this story is wholesome #or at least hopeful #it might be a bit niave to think #but i want to have a bit of hope in my fellow people

[chloeseyeliner]

since this semester is (technically, sort of) over, i just wanted to share one of my personal highlights of these four and something months, for and about which i am extremely happy and still surprised, respectively.

my main lockscreen (because it is unfortunately in carusel mode and i have no idea how to change it in the settings haha) is a little collage i made using my phone's gallery app of some of the moments i consider to be silly and/or goofy and genuinely funny in jackson's diary, with the words holy ssssssss... ugar!! in bold in the middle, just for (my) laughs.

so, i was at the canteen with a group of girls i share some classes with some months ago, since they had invited me to go eat with them, and while we were waiting in line, they were talking. suddenly, i get a message, and my phone lights up, so my lockscreen is shown.

this one girl stops talking and is like "hey! what's your wallpaper? i couldn't really see!"

mainly because of reasons belonging in the past, i am not very keen on talking about my interests with anyone- except for, like, one or two people- and especially with people i don't really know. but i showed her and explained the plot of the comic as less excitedly as i were able to.

to my surprise, she genuinely listened, and when i was finished, she smiled and said "cool, it sounds nice!", and kept on with the coversation she had left.

like. i know it may sound stupid. but it really, really made my day back then. i don't know how else to explain it; i have always been ashamed of talking about things that consume me, and a total stranger actually listens to me and really believes it's "cool"? wow.

yes, i am almost twenty. yes, i get excited about this stuff still. yes, i am now slightly less embarrassed when talking about things i like/love anymore after thay day.

so, that's what a nice interraction does to a person, i guess, lol.

and now i have to say i miss jackson's diary terribly- of course with huge respect to dear paola, her preparation, and her (mental) health!

to end this long rant/storytelling/a random day in my life post, here are some of the characters being silly and/or cute af (not what i have on my lockscreen, hehe)

credits to paola batalla!!!

#random story #you can put a smile on a stranger's heart today too!!! go for it!!! #mwah 💗 #jackson's diary #jacksons diary #pamela lopez #exer campbell #david miller #jackson smith #(is his name jackson smith? sorry jack ly though!!) #ronald novikov #brenda miller #i love them all so much #paola batalla

[xxlil-weebxx]

Today I saw a guy playing geometry dash in the hallway in school. I have never met this guy but still I started cheering him on and when he beat it we high fived it was awesome! Why can't every social interaction be like this.

#random story #goofy goof #geometry dash

[idkwhat34]

Pointless story time.

We have this rep that comes in to my work every so often and every time I see her my brain short circuits a little bit. Having a middle school crush as an adult is so wild. Like why am I stammering and getting all sweaty. It’s stupid.

#random story #idkwhat Rambles

[dreamer-oriented-express-1]

Cal is ENROLLED at MY High School, Golden Sierra High School!

(Using a fake High School name for security reasons!)

(A Reality Imagine!)

(What IF Cal Kestis was a REAL person and he CAME to MY school! Of course, he’s young in this!)

(Made this story two years back…thought I might like to share it since I’m in writer’s block! AGAIN!)

(If you haven't already...read my intro!)

(KINDA LONG!)

Rating: PG for…brief mention of a drug and fluff!

There’s a few reasons why I love and hate it when new people are enrolled at Golden Sierra High School. They’re nice one minute, the next they don’t even care if you’re there anymore. It’s a hit or miss when it comes to me to make friends. It was 8:30 in the morning—I was leaning up against the wall, near the bathrooms, waiting for my best friend Britney to come. Her bus comes late sometimes, and I have to go to class without her. I fidget with my phone popper, starting to become nervous that I’m not seeing her. It’s clear her bus is late…yet again! But a certain guy I notice takes all my nervousness away! I see him walking down the hallway—is he new? I see what he’s wearing—a white tank with a jean jacket, black pants with some rip design on them and Timberland boots. His red fiery hair was combed as well! He was surrounded with other guys though, talking and conversing with him. But from the looks of it, he felt uncomfortable being around them. Part of me felt bad about him. Him and those guys stop near the bathrooms…technically near me!

They continue talking with him, bombarding him, making him feel uncomfortable by the minute. I see another rush of students enter from down the hall…I pick out Britney in the crowd! Finally, she came! Took her long enough. I looked at my phone to see the time being 8:45. Enough time to talk—maybe even go to the bathroom before class starts. Britney is closer now and realizes I’m here. She smiles and comes up to me. “Hey Lauryn!”, She greeted, hugging me. I hugged her. “Hey…how’ve you been?”, I always ask her that question for some reason. She looked around some before replying, “I’m good…how about you?”, “Same…”, I looked behind me to see the red-head standing there by himself now, guys that were bombarding him had left. Now’s my chance! I looked to Britney and pointed to him from behind. “I think I should go talk to him…he seems new, I can tell…”, Britney only took one glance as her face morphs into confusion. She looks back at me with a small smirk forming on her lips, quickly shaking her head.

“Mmm-mm…no…no Lauryn, I don’t want you distracted by this guy…come on!”, She grabs a hold of my wrist, but I gently pry myself from her grasp, rolling my eyes as I slowly walk over to him, ignoring Britney’s call for me to come back to her. I see him on his phone, mindlessly pretending to scroll through Instagram. His eyes averted from that phone and up to mines as a shy faint smile formed. “Hi! I’m Lauryn—you look new…”, I was trying to do my best of not being shy right now as I could feel myself getting hot. The guy gave a small huff of a chuckle and shoved his phone into his back pocket. “Y-yeah…you could say that…I’m still getting used to things around here…”, I agreed with him, turning around to notice Britney waiting on the side for me. Out of nowhere, the bell rang—signaling for us to go to class. “I’m Cal…nice to meet you Lauryn…”, He holds out his hand a little, gesturing us to shake hands. I lightly grabbed a hold of his hand as we shook.

“Heh, you too…I should get going…do you need help getting to class?”, Cal quickly took out this piece of paper from his pocket…it looked like his schedule. His shiny green eyes scanned the paper, his eyes flickering between me and that paper. “Yeah…where’s…256?”,I pointed my finger up to the ceiling. “It’s just upstairs…5th door down the hall to your left…”, Cal smiled and nodded. “Thanks! See ya around…”, He left in a jiffy, taking a short cut up through the stairwells. I came back over to Britney with her having a smug look on her face. “What?”, I asked her. She only shook her head in disbelief and chuckled. “We need to get to class…don’t get any ideas…”, I chuckled too, reminiscing on the moment that just happened. “Okay! Alright…you’re right, I DO need to get to class…will I see you later?”, “Yeah…”, She replies quickly as she hugs on me lightly before making her way down the hallway.

*TIMESKIP: TO THE END OF THE DAY*

The bell finally rung—letting us know it’s time to go home! I rushed out my class and down to the lobby area where I see tons of people were trying to leave the school. I looked among the crowd to try to spot Britney—maybe even Cal! Nothing but random people. I walked down the stairs and was about to leave when I heard a voice call out. “Lauryn! Over here!”, I quickly turned, trying to find who was calling me. I made my way out of the crowds and in the open I see Cal standing nearby, leaning against a pillar. I walked up to him, not helpin myself as I wrap my arms around his neck to embrace him. He stiffened a bit but relaxed into my gesture, hugging me back. “I was looking for you!”, I finally said, releasing myself from him. He looks to the floor, blushing ever so lightly before looking back to me. “Really? I didn’t mean to worry you…”, I only smiled to him in reaction. “It’s nothing…I’m fine…”, Cal chuckles slightly at my answer but his smile soon fades as he straightens up to notice someone was coming. I looked to where he was looking, seeing a group of guys coming over…those same guys that bombarded him from this morning. “YO! Cal! What’s good!”, One of the guys greeted him with the “guy handshake”. “Hey! Umm, aren't you guys gonna leave? What are you doing here?”, Cal had asked, seeing the gut shake his head.

“Naw bruh! I take the city bus…we’re just waitin’ around, y’know? We were actually on our way to go smoke some weed…wanna come with?”, I see the guy look to me, having that look of “what the hell are you doing here?” before looking back to Cal, waiting on his answer. Cal looks over to me, not knowing if he should go or not. To help him out, I slightly shook my head, quickly eying to the floor as some guys from the group were looking at me funny. Cal looks back at the guy, sighing. “Sorry guys…maybe next time?”, Cal holds out his hand for him to take. The guy instantly accepts it. “It’s alright man, take your time…I know you’re new and everything but you gotta adapt at some point…just lemme know when you wanna smoke…”, Cal only nods his head in response as the guys finally leave out the doors. During all this time, Britney never came around. She probably took a short cut and didn’t even bother coming to say goodbye to me! Cal noticed my mood and gave me a soft nudge. “You okay?”, I quickly looked to Cal’s shiny green eyes, nodding my head as I smiled faintly. “Yeah…I’m good…can I ask a quick question?”, Cal nods for me to proceed. “Is it alright if we be friends?”, Cal’s face lights up, nodding his head. “Sure! I don’t mind! Are you, uhm, about to leave?”, I have a nod to him, noticing him leaning back against the pillar. “What about you?”, I asked, slightly confused on why he’s handing around here.

Cal smirks slightly as he crossed his arms. “Don’t worry about me…my uh…uncle—he’s coming to pick me up…”, I looked behind me to see most of the crowds of people were outside now. “You’re not gonna wait outside for him?”, I look back to Cal to see him only shake his head. I could understand that he didn’t want to, not wanting to be around that many people while he waits for his ride. I nodded, quietly agreeing with him. I gave Cal one last hug, feeling him hug back, his hands resting on my lower back just under my bag. It was for a good 15 seconds when I released him, feeling the warmth in my cheeks as I gave Cal one last wave before leaving out of the school and to the parking lot where my dad waited.

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I’m glad I was able to meet someone new for a change…this may become more than I expected!

The End?

(Yes there's a part 2 of this! 🤣)

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[proxdragon]

Random story time!

My English teacher thinks I eat pigeons for... NO REASON!!

Then, when my friends were walking away from school they saw a pigeon on the sidewalk and yelled:

"LOOK [PROX] A PIGEON!!"

I flipped them off twice and just yelled "FUCK YOU BOTH, BITCHES!"

I hate and love those motherfuckers

#rambles from prox #random story