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𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 (Hazbin Hotel OC insert)
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    Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Jun 27, 2024
Mature
𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬.

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Rosalie had been an overlord for a bit longer of a year now and her very first meeting was approaching and she was a bit anxious, walking through life how her mother did, her lovely.. deceased, mother. She missed her mother, Reverie. Reverie held everything together with being an overlord, she kept Rosalie's life.. simple, carefree, full of joy, but now she was alone in the world. 

Surrounded by adults, struggling with meetings, constantly at beauty appointments, dolling other demons up, giving them their perfect look, but never having that Simple carefree spirit. Until she spent some time with Carmilla and Zestial.
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