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"Charlie was looking at a ghost. No, worse. She was looking at a version of Vaggi where Charlie had never existed."
Vaggi was captured by Lute, and when Charlie finally reunites with her, she could barely recognize the cold, hollow soldier standing in her partner's place.
(Chaggie Week Day 5: Transformation/Villian)
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- Part 6 of Love in Hell
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"I'm a fucking nightmare. You've spent the last two weeks changing my bandages, sleeping on that rock of a sofa, watching over me like I was gonna break any second. And I—I give you nothing. I can't even pour a glass of water without destroying your property. And you... you're still here.
"Why? Why aren't you yelling at me? Why aren't you throwing me out? Why did you bring me in in the first place?"Still recovering from her fall, Vaggie struggles with the aftermath of it all, the inconveniences caused by her injuries, and the terrifying, unfamiliar kindness of the demon who saved her life.
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"I'm not training because I think you need to be protected. I'm doing this so you never have to make that choice again."
"I want to be strong enough to stand next to you, Charlie. Not something you have to worry about while you're trying to save the world."Vaggi has been training with Carmilla non-stop since her fight with Lute. Charlie thought she knew why Vaggi is pushing herself so hard.
She was wrong.Series
- Part 5 of Love in Hell
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"But now that you know about... me, I want you to really see me. All of me. I want you to make it yours. Ours."
Usually, their intimacy is gentle and slow. But after their fight, Vaggie wants something else. She wants to overwrite the trauma of the past with the person she loves and trusts the most.
(or, Vaggie offers to try doggy with Charlie for the first time, during their make-up sex after events in s1e7)
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- Part 4 of Love in Hell
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"There we go." Charlie whispered behind her ear, her hand sliding up, gently cupping Vaggie's breast, blissfully unaware. She pressed her hips down, slightly grinding against Vaggie's body from behind, trying to find a rhythm.
Flash.
It wasn't Charlie's warm body. It was the crushing weight of a boot pinning her spine, and the violent tear of hands ripping her wings from the bone.
(or, a moment of intimacy went wrong.)
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- Part 3 of Love in Hell
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