(revamped) Y/N magne the incubus of hell

the harvest moon festival

QUICK thing before we start someone had asked me why Y/N wasn't the heir of hell considering he is older than charlie and his father considered him the favorite child and I personally felt I should give an answer to this question

The reason Y/N didn't want to take the throne was because he didn't want to deal with everyone's bullshit And even though charlie would rule over hell charlie is 35% succubus courtesy of her mother liliths DNA which means since Y/N is heir to the throne of succubus Y/N can technically rule over charlie

[Scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stola's mansion. A sigh of contentment is heard. Blitza is shown lighting a cigarette on Stola’ bed and folds her arms behind her head.]

Stola: I’m sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.

[Stola is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, her hands tied to the headboard with rope.]

Blitza: When this happens, it’s not really something I fuss about... [uses cigarette to burn rope, freeing Stola, who takes Blitza's cigarette from her and takes a long drag of it.] but do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.

Stola: As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn’t supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself.

[Stola puts out the cigarette in one of Blitza's horns and pinches her cheek before Blitza shoves her away.]

Stola: The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion! It’s been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It’s celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals.

[Blitza pulls a feather out of her mouth in disgust.]

Blitza: Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I’ve never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.

Stola: [sits up] Oh! Why don’t you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all…

[Stola pulls the covers over her head and her head appears near Blitza’s crotch.]

Stola: …special access~ [chuckles]

Blitza: Look, I told you, we’re not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly.

[Stola stands up with the covers on her head. She does a playful owl head tilt.]

Stola: I’m simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It’s the same every year.

Blitza: Well if you promise this isn’t some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it’s not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.

Stola: [in a baby-talk voice] Aww, I’m sowwy your clients will have to wait…

Blitza: [waves a dismissive hand] Oh, fuck my clients!

Stole: "just make sure to bring Y/N with you I would have told him myself during the sex but he said he had something important to do so you took his place today"

Blitz's: "wonder what he is doing that is so important he would miss sex with someone"

[molly and Millie’s apartment is revealed under a Robo Fizz sign. molly and Millie sleep in their bed. molly’s phone lights up and a Phantom of the Opera organ ringtone sounds. molly taps the phone and rolls over. The phone sounds again. In annoyance, molly grabs the phone and sits up.]

molly: What do you want, ma'am?

Blitza: Hey, hope I didn't wake ya, Mol! How would you and Mils like to visit the Wrath Ring for some harvest bullshit this year?