I think a great thing I decided to was Make Esme's soul owed by Michael and Alastor contract owed by Eden. Because I just love Esme screaming at Alastor he's her mother's pet and he trying to get her to understand his concern is his own, not her mother's.

Because like Esme say things like

“As a pet myself, I have the right to call as I see it.” She spat out. 

“Hn, you aren’t a pet. You’re a doll performing on their strings.”

“Doll, pet, doesn’t make a difference. A chained soul is not a free one.” Esme breathed out. “Nothing you do can truly be honest with me. Just like you’ll be able to trust a damn lick out of me.”

“Be warned.” He pulled her closer. He wanted to be sure she heard him clearly. “I will not allow it.”

“Or what? You’ll punish me?” Esme gave a dry laugh.

“If I must.”

“Ha, I’d like to see you try.”

“Baby, I’m a demon in Hell. I know how to punish poorly behaved pets.”

In Sidestep, the plan was to have Jinx “cursed” with the fate of an unnamed goddess of fortune and love. It’s why she had luck based powers and people do admire her after they meet her.

I like the idea of her facing a “punishment” on her bloodline only to find out that yes that goddess died but she died loved and happy. Jinx meeting the same fate as her is a good thing.

It’s cute

Esme pauses reading: I detest men.

Alastor by her side: You seem fond of me

Esme: You’re hardly a man. You’re a beast, a demon

Alastor: I am still a man

Esme: Hn! Hardly.

Alastor: Are you baiting me? Is this some kind of mind game?

Esme: For what?

Alastor: For me show you the kind of man I am

Esme: Alastor, it is bed time. I don’t think now is the time for murder. I already put on my bed clothes as did you. I do like this gown. Please don’t ruin it with murder, even if it would be fun.

Alastor: Hmmm, it amazes me how often you forgot yourself and the weight of your words.

Esme: I don’t understand.

Alastor: And lucky for you I too am tired. Tomorrow, I’ll show you how much of a man I am.

Esme: Oh! Will you cook too? I do like you’re cooking.

Alastor: I’ll cook before.

Esme: I’m even more confused.

Alastor: My dear, rest up. No more reading. You’ll need as much sleep as you can get. You’ve set a challenge that I must meet.

Esme: I did? Oh, I hope I don’t lose. I hate losing.

In which Esme forgets sex is a thing even though she highly enjoys it and at times craves it and Alastor views it as a way to prove her wrong about him and remind her of why HE’s her husband.

Esme having a child and being a mother is something I plan because it was funny but the realest/ serious part of it is that giving Alastor a child or two is a sign of her faith in him.

Ash may not have been kind to her but she taught Esme that motherhood was a kind of control someone could have over another. Asher looked down on that area of womanhood and Esme has his children as a sign of full trust even though she hates babies.

Red Head: Hey, hey. Wait a sec.

Jinx: Sorry. Busy. Bye

Red Head: Okay, but I just wanted a sec.

Jinx: Not interested.

Red Head: But Jinxy, I haven't seen you in ages. You won't stay in the same room as me.

Jinx glaring at the unmasked Kid Flash.

Jinx: Did you just do that! Show your face! To me! Why!?

Wally West: Why leave the room I'm in?

Jinx: Because I'm meant to be undercover and you can't throw a punch at me or treat me like a proper villain.

Wally: That's not fair Jinxy. I can't hit such beauty and still be a good person. Plus, you're like my girlfriend. A real man doesn't lay hands on his girlfriend.

Jinx: Sigh, you are impossible. We "broke up" for the cover. You can't call me that. Just treat me like a villain and won't leave the room.

Wally: Got it. I'll flirt more and get you gifts again. It'll be like when we started to "win you back." It won't ruin your cover if I'm a love sick puppy. If anything it helps.

Jinx: I guess that isn't awful and I do miss your stupid face.

Wally: Or we could date while I'm like this. But I really doubt we'll get a lot of down time to meet like this. Maybe... maybe we could do secret codes.

Jinx: And now you're ruining it

Playing with the idea that Esme calls her son a sweet like poison

Not because he is lethal or deadly but she views his creation as a sign of poison done towards her sister. She’s the goddess of death and she had her son through Ophelia’s lost pregnancy. 

Esme: This body gave birth to you and these fists will take you out!

Everyone trying to hold her back. Ophelia rushing in, tying her hair up and slamming a hard punch into Vox’s face. Just no context beating him until hands pull her back.

Charlie: What the Hell!?

Ophelia: I got you sister! Your enemy is mine!

Vox: what the fuck! What did I even do!

Esme: Your brother! You murdered him!

Ophelia: Out of jealousy and possibly spite?

Esme: Yes! Oh, and to take what was his.

Ophelia: Holy shit. That’s so Cain coded.

Esme: I know, right? And he’s like adopted! Imagine that!

Vox: Shit! At least give me a heads start!

Charlie: !!! No!!! Stop!! This is a place of peace!!!

I would honestly write a bit faster if I had reviews.

It’s like oh shit! Someone made time to say something! I should finish updating!

Anyway, I’m on page 3/14. Hopefully will get to page five or six before bed.

I really want to talk about my Hazbin Hotel Lucifer/OC with Alastor/OC fanfic with someone but my boyfriend is asleep T-T

This is what happens when you don't make fandom friends cuz your old and never get the chance to be online

The fact that I grew up with a crush on Vincent Price explains can explain a lot about the fictional men I like.

Does he look like Vincent Price or can you picture him playing this role in his youth?

If yes! I may love him!

Unrelated, Whatever Alastor from Hazbin Hotel and Azul from twisted wonderland is also an interest of mine.

I love that by the end of chapter 42 Esme and Alastor both have a plan about the other that is both wildly different but somehow the same.

Alastor plans to go after what Eden owes him. His deep desire that he gave up but sees a chance for now. Being the man that claims Esme, goddess of death and communication, as his own that all of creation must acknowledge as such. Also, ruin Heaven for keeping them apart.

Esme plans to free Alastor in order to feel she can trust him and start (a second) plan to bring Heaven to war and ruin and become the goddess she is meant to be.

She also takes Alastair’s idea to endear Hell to her to mean that she should court and be friendly to demons and create a ‘forbidden love story’ to harm hearts to her.

Two people of the same mindset but who are never truly on the same page.

Communication is my job but somehow I fail to ever say the right thing to you are the vibes.

Ophelia: What’s got you looking like that?

Esme: That beast means to play a game with me BUT I love games and enjoy playing them too!

Ophelia: I see

Esme: I shall win! Win I say!

Ophelia: I miss drinking.

Later that day,

Ophelia: Al! Hey, Al!

Alastor: Yes?

Ophelia: look, I should warn you that my sister is awful with games. She loves them but is awful at loser.

Alastor: Games? Losing?

Ophelia: You may win but you’ll get the shit kicked out of you. Just knocked the fucked out. Sooo, good luck with that.

Alastor: I don’t understand what we are talking about.

Ophelia: Kick the shit out of you. You may win but she’ll get you. She’ll get you.

Months later,

Alastor bleeding on the floor and Gabriel sobbing over his loss. Ophelia looks towards her beaming sister then Alastor.

Ophelia: Hmmm, shoulda let her win.

Alastor: Ugh, we weren’t playing games

Esme: Nonsense! We were playing pretend. But you’re way makes a fool of me and if I’m to be made a fool, you should be made one too Thomas, my great love.

Ophelia: Hn, Who is not here! And would be so proud that you didn’t let anyone make you look foolish! We get it! We know!

Esme: No, sister! I meant-

Ophelia: Let’s go eat and let Al pick himself up. Give him back some pride.

Alastor: … fuck…

Esme: But- But- I got to own him and win.

Ophelia: And the prize is food on me.

Alastor: … how did she know? And why was this her solution? Uuuhhhh, everything hurts

Working on a whole chapter just centered on Lilith. I think I wanna both put it in as its own chapter and release it as its own standalone fic. That way you can decide if you wanna see her backstory before you read or find out while reading.

🤷🏻‍♀️

Could use title ideas. I want it to be dreamy but keep in theme double meaning titles.

Broadcasting Al to Me. Sending myself everything but also Al and Me are trying to reach each other.

Principal Of Hell being Ophelia but also the standards in Hell being faced.

So, something like A shade in Love

Ophelia finding out she had a miscarriage: I can get pregnant?! I was! I drank so much! Holy shit! VS Lucifer finding out about the miscarriage: I will put this into my Court of Sins hands because it will be the only way justice can be found.

Esme finding out about the loss: I’m going to ruin Lilith and Charlie’s life because that child is the only thing Lilith holds dear! VS Alastor: And what of you? You could die!

Esme: I’m a death god.

Alastor: You still feel pain.

Esme: But vengeance! Will be mine! And she will be ruined!

Alastor: I love you for that but you can’t abandon all safety

Esme: You what?

Alastor: I love the passion but you can’t abandon all safety.

Esme: I… it’s not all safety. No one will know I did all the string pulling. I just don’t have a plan for keeping my status or power or things.

Alastor: You are a punishment onto my soul.

Esme: 😊 thank you

Alastor: A very painful punishment

Debating on changing Esme pregnancy from totally unplanned to one planned but as an exchange that she misunderstands.

Alastor: You wish to use my shadow?

Esme: Yes!

Alastor: That’s very… I mean to say I’d need…

Esme: No? You won’t help? It’s only for a bit. A spy to help see what’s going on. Please, I’ll do just about anything.

Alastor: …. A child is required

Esme: A child?

Alastor: One from you and I.

Esme: …. That sounds like a great thing to ask in exchange for using your shadow.

Alastor: My shadow is apart of me. If you wish to use a part of me, I should get a part of you.

Esme: I need a moment to reflect on this.

Alastor: Take your time. (It doesn’t matter. You’ll never say yes)

Esme does agree and brings books on how she thinks it could work. He sighs. Of course she’d look to magic instead of the easier path. Plus, she still doesn’t understand what his sexuality is.

Alastor: You’ll need a part of me inside you for this.

Esme: Like your blood?

Alastor: Or other bodily things, yes.

Esme: And does it matter what it is or-

Alastor: The more intimate the longer your control will be.

Esme: And it’s also how I collect it?

Alastor: Hmmmm, I’m not sure on that. It would need testing. 

Esme: Oooooo so it’s best if I carry the child instead of just create it from bones and dirty.

Alastor: I adore thar your mind went there first. It is both painfully respectful and insulting at the same time.

Esme: I need your shadow now tho. Making a child in other ways will take too long.

Alastor: We can agree to the term and price and exchange what is needed for some control in the meantime.

Esme: Hmmm, I don’t really like the taste of blood. Can it not be blood?

Alastor rubbing his forehead: It’s very insulting you think of that when exchanging saliva is an option

Esme: why would that be an option? You don’t enjoy that sort of thing and I’m not the kind to be pushy.

Alastor: … just kiss me before I change my mind

Ophelia: Our sister loves us! She may hurt us but it’s from carelessness and not outright evil!

Esme: You dont know that! She’s fucking crazy!

Ophelia: She’s our sister! She loves us!

Their sister,

Ash: Oh, what should be the goal for next month? Should I focus on O or keep messing with Me?

Raphael: Uh?

Ash: Ugh, have you forgotten? Our plan to make them so upset that they break and ruin Heaven so you’ll be free and I get a good laugh?

Raphael: Wait! That’s our plan!