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There was hardly a now, and there would certainly be no forever. Not with Vaggie, not with anyone. Charlie is boring. Her interests are trite, her talents marginal, her humor insufferable, she’s a mediocre lover at best, and she has the self-confidence of a broken Venetian blind. She’s not a wife. A wife is someone cool and badass. Someone irreplaceable in the life of another. Someone more than just you. Charlie could be married a hundred times over, but she will never be a wife.
“Al, can you do me a favor? But promise you won’t be a piece of shit about it? Will you come to the courthouse in Sloth with me? I need to submit some paperwork for a divorce petition. I could use the company.”
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07 Jan 2026
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I LAUGHED THROUGH THIS ENTIRE THING OH MY GOD
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLLLEEEEAAAAASEEEE YOURE KILLING MEEEEEE
"'Eight', she replies, like a liar." Oh. My. God. I pissed the bed crying. I'm not sure what happened to the author prior to writing stories, but I know for a fact there was a price to pay to conjure whatever comedic genius it is I'm witnessing now. Holy fuck this is funny. Unbelievable!
Read read read. It's so fucking funny holy shit.
You're on Ch 4, in case Ch 5 ever comes out 👀
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“Why don’t we dance until dawn? Just as the humans do.”
“Two more dances. Three if the songs are short.”
“I’ll tell them to drag every chord and sing like molasses.”
When the owner of Alastor’s soul sends him to Earth to collect souls as penance for his hubris, Charlie journeys to the mortal world to bring him home. She quickly discovers that the world above is cruel and beautiful in equal measure, and perhaps that is reason enough to linger.
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Nooooo nonononononoooooo, I am ONE chapter in and this fic had me giggle 5 times already. Like a fucking school boy, I giggled. I don't like to giggle, I'm a grown ass adult.
With that said, Bitcoin in hell is truly the funniest fucking idea, I wish I thought of it first I'm so mad OMFG bitcoin WOULD BE IN HELL URGH that's so fucking funny oh my god I'm angry at how funny that is maybe I find it funnier because I (by no choice of my own, mind you) am aquatinted with crypto sympathisers and Jesus would the very idea piss them off
Literally can't tell if I'm gonna have a fun little time with this story or bawl my eyes out. Either way, I will eat it like pussy. Nom nom motherfucker.
(Also regular updates on weekends?? Completed?? Since when did we become civilised? This fic got discipline and, yknow what Papi, say no more, I'm sold)
Ch 5 [edit]
Oh no. It's funny AND sad.
"Five little petals complimenting her five little toes" had no business making me tear up. But it did. What do you mean "little shrimpies"?! WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME EMOTIONAL AND NOSTALGIC ABOUT MY TOES?! I DIDN'T KNOW I COULD MISS MY TOES WHILE THEY ARE STILL ATTACHED TO MY BODY
I'm tearing up over toes. Maybe it's time to go to sleep.
[Edit at 3:30 in the fucking morning cuz apparently I hate myself and love this fic]
I.
Every chapter, I think "surely, I'll find a satisfactory spot to stop" and every chapter, I realise that I couldn't be more wrong if I tried. 1+1=3, doesn't even come close. I truly live this fic so much. I think the reason this fic is so immersive is cuz the author actually went to that crossroad themself and struck a little deal with the devil in exchange for whatever genius it took to create this fic. What the fuck.
There are so many heavy hitting one-liners that make my chest hurt with either pain or laughter, and sometimes I can't even tell which one it is. I'm in love with the build up. I can't tell where this is going, yet I can't stop reading to find out. Is this what battling with addiction feels like?
Literally, this is such a good exploration of Charlie's character, not to mention I ADORE the way it challenges her personal morals and ethics oh my god. Can't get enough of it, this will be my cocaine breakfast for tmrw morning.
OH AND THIS I MENTION THIS FIC IS HILARIOUS?!?!???? So fucking funny dude I have to physically restrain myself
[Edit, day after, Christmas songs are kinda still playing around the house, and it's 17:30]
Oh, so yeah I read all of this in less than 24 hours and that might not seem impressive to anyone but my girlfriend, BUT MY GIRLFRIEND KNOWS HOW SLOW I READ AND THIS FIC HAD ME READING NON-STOP. NON-STOP GUYS. I WAS HOOKED FROM BEGINNING TO END. AND I LOVE CHARLIE. SHE IS THE BEST.
Urgh this fic is so goddamn good, I hope I forget all about it and get to experience it for the first time again in a few years, what the fuck.
Ch 29 btw, eagerly waiting for the last little update.
I think my real issue here... Is that now this fic gave me certain expectations... Okay? It like. Raised the bar. And that's an issue. Because I might be a hungry desperate degenerate, but now apparently, I'm ALSO gonna be snobby about it all. I'll be fucking insufferable, and miserable, for that matter. What the fuck has this fic done to me? I will lose my mind, and when the doc asks what caused all of this, I'll just point at this fic, and honestly, if they truly deserve their degree, they'll understand why I'm in such a state.
Ch 30, and we are at the end of the trip guys! Solely adored the wrap up, such a fantastic exploration of just... Being human. It's funny, Al in the end said he never realized how much he loved "this place" until Charlie came along. Whether poetically or ironically, I think this fic acts as a similar reminder for the reader.
Guess I'll casually add this story to my (hopefully) every growing list of reasons for loving life.
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For every trial, for every task,
there is a corresponding mask.
A frown, a smirk, a pout, a grin,
They shield the soul contained therein.
But masks and faces, and manners too,
disguise the single face that’s true.
The face that’s under the facade,
the one the foolish, charmed and awed,
profess to see, to claim to know,
although they’ve never seen it show.
And so they pry through charm and guile,
in hopes to see what’s ‘neath that smile.
However, they are unaware,
that mask and face are not a pair.
For those that pry soon come to find
they don’t like what’s hiding behind,
because the face once locked within,
might not be that charming grin.
And thus the wise are dread to ask
to see what’s there beneath the mask.
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- Part 1 of The Road to Hell
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15 Feb 2024
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I am so fucking obsessed
Ch36
Ch37 A CLIFFHANGER????? REALLY??????? YOU'D DO ME THIS DIRTY????????????? gods, I need more.
Also - theory; Al WAS the original Ripper, he started killing ppl, obviously he killed the bankers, BUT, and here is where it gets tricky, i don't think he's the ONLY one killing and there are a few reasons for this;
1. Magic has scents, but Charlie has checked Al's magic, and his shadow, we know this from that one chapter where the old boy was tasked to keep an eye on her at home. When they then go to the sight of a killing, Charlie senses the scent of magic, but there is no recognition with old boy's scent, or Al's magic.
2. Why would Al want to find the ripper if he's the ripper? Don't get me wrong, "just for funsies" is a valid answer to that question, and he clearly has ulterior motives, but there might be some genuine interest in catching this killer as well.
3. Why would he kill that orphan girl? So I'm pretty confident he killed the matron of the orphanage, that seems to make sense to me. But the little girl? Hmm, maybe.
Hypothesis 1: old boy acts independently and "loses control", or SMTH. Does bad shit when Al is soundly asleep - is this related to the thing he has to get rid off that Charlie interrupted that one night? Hmm.
Tangent to this hypothesis; what if it is Al, but he simply can't remember it? A split personality case? He's aware of some murders he has committed, but not others.Hypothesis 2; it's Liam.
Ch 38 ARE THEY ABOUT THE MEET THE KILLER???
If Al's shadow turns up I'm going back to theory 1. Al's shadow is the killer. If it's something else I'll have to rethink.Ch 39 OHOHOHOH I CANT WAIT FOR MORE WTF. ANTHONY JOINED. I still think Old Boy is the killer. Why was he gone? Gods, this fic has me hooked
Ch40 FUCK IT NOT THE OLD BOY. maybe. Idk. I'm not sure anymore. Goddammit. Pack of wolves? Or street dogs. Some big scare werewolf, maybe. Do we have anyone around that's werewolf themed? Can't very well be Luna... Hmm...
Guess I'll have to wait for the next chapter!!! ;P
Ch 41 THE WAY THIS FIC WORKS ITS WAY UP TO EVERYTHING IS SO. FUCKING. GOOD. FUCK.
Ch 42 YES CHARLIE AND ARCHIE
CH 43 HAH I fucking love them
ch 44 and THE CLIFFHANGERS KEEP HANGING
Ch 45 AWWEEE and they will dance
Ch 46 ITS A DATE. A scar date. Nothing could be more hazbin honestly.
Ch 48 OH WHO IS SHE TALKING TO
Ch 51 oh they are just so adorable, and Archie?!? Gods, he has my heeeaaaart. Charlie is right, he deserved a little apple, and I think he'll be just fine getting custom clothes later down the line.
Ch 53 OOOH the confessional - yet I don't hear them confessing, how rude
Ch 54
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Charlastor One-Shots for Charlastor Week 2024. Check each chapter summary for prompt, story blurb and rating.
Up now: Day 7 Prompt: Free Day. Sequel to Soul Mates. It’s not like they’re going to get married, Lucifer thought once upon a time. It’s not like that, right? Ha…
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A killer stalks darkened streets, a charming voice echoes over the radio waves, a mysterious woman arrives by train, and secrets stir in the shadows of the Crescent City.
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04 Jan 2026
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This. Is. SUCH. A good fic I am ACTUALLY FLOORED.
What.
I mean this in the best way; I never intended to start reading this. Truly. I'd seen it before, pop up after a search, I'd skimmed the tags, the summary, the word count, the haunting question mark in the chapter count... And then I kept scrolling.
Y'know. The thing is. Something has to be said for stubbornness. Because this fic, no matter how long went between me navigating the Hazbin tags for new content, kept. Showing. Up.
And BOY am I glad it did. HOLY FUCK. am I GLAD. I CANT BELIVE I didn't pick this up sooner - IT. IS. SO. GOOD. UURGHHHHHH fuck I love every word of this. I LOOOOOOOVE the mix of canon and OC characters - THE PILOT STYLE DEPICTION OF ALASTOR?! Oh my heart, this author KNOWS how to tug at those particular nostalgic strings, by GOD this is good.
Author wrote a note about this ship's unique ability to stir some properly heated opinions and arguments, and I get it. Charlastor, radiobelle, whatever you wanna call it, is not an easy ship to like, even less create content for, trust me, I'm threading that precarious line myself on tiktok of all fucking platforms. goddamn are there people with idle hands and wet noses tryna make their soulsucking outlook on fun and whimsy everyone else's problem - but honestly. I think this fic is a brilliant example of why I'll never stop loving this ship, regardless of the hate it gets. This fic is SO MUCH FUN, it is a wonderful example of the addictive push-and-pull / cat-n-mouse / opposites attract dynamic these two characters could have. It's so much fun to read about, and this story is just delightful. It had me glued to my phone until I was fully caught up, goddamn, did I love this.
Regardless of ship preferences, I think this fic is definitely worth your time. Charlie is wonderfully depicted with her charming, albeit borderline naive, outlook on life, with that little defiant spark that I just adore, and Al plays off of her so well in this story it makes my brain buzz.
And I can't get over how much fun the supernatural elements in this story are. TRULY DID NOT THINK I WOULD LOVE IT YET HERE I FUCKING AM. A CLOWN.
In case anyone in the back missed it:
THIS FIC IS FUCKING FANTASTIC. TRULY.
Completed or not, does not fucking matter, I am so SO SOS OS OS happy I got to read what's out so far, and I can't WAIT to see if there is more to come. ADORE. ADORE ADORE. This fic. Easily top reads.
And fantastically written as well???? It's so whimsical??? It's so much fun??! The BANTER
OH LET ME JUST
THE BANTER. THE TEASING. THE JOKES. THE ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS FUCKING CONVERSATIONS.
Ahem.
What I'm tryna say.
Is that if you wanna read a fantastic interpretation of Charlie and Alastor set in the 1930's please please please please please please PLEASE do not look any further you have found THE fic for you. Do not make my mistake and keep scrolling for seratonin: you already found it served on a platter. It is here, this fic is it, you found it, you idiot. Now eat it.
The pacing is fantastic, the build up of both plot and character relationships is tasty as all hell, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE. L. O. V. E. the the dynamics, not only between Charlie and Al, but Charlie and Nifty, Husk and Al, Al and Nifty, ROSIE BEING MYSTERIOUS?;?; I Can't wait for her to be introduced properly (is she will be, I'm excited for what this fic has in store regardless, truly, I'm just happy to be here okay. This fic is so fucking good) oh my god. Anyways
Read it. :)
I'm on ch 21, in case this fic decides to bless my year with another chapter.