Hey guys!
I'm wondering if I should play Nikke. I've heard that it's got hella girls but also balances it out with an actual interesting storyline and characters. I've also read a celestial grimoire fanfic about it and it was pretty damn good too.
Enjoy the show!
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Right now, Charlie is…Confused.
When James busted in the door with Daki, she was accepting of it. Sure, he may have committed another act of terrorism, but he reassured her that he did it for a good cause and to stop Vox from going to war with him, and he even mentioned that he made sure nobody even died.
When he revealed that he had Angel Dust, a known sex worker who was bleeding from the head, eyes, and mouth, she was even more confused and even a little suspicious. James had told her that he was on one of the upper floors and that since he had saved him before when he was roaming the streets so he decided to take him to the hotel for everyone's sake.
"James, what about the other people?"
"...What?"
"You said he was on floor 65, what about the other people on the 15 floors above him?"
"...Fuck."
Well, even if James is a little slow, he at least didn't kill anyone. While they were eating, she checked the news that was obviously reporting on the incident and they found that there were literally zero deaths.
Now that she mentioned the food, Charlie has to say…She didn't expect James to be such a fatass. She's not judging of course, she means, it's better to be a little gluttonous than be a pedophilic serial killer or something like that, but she just didn't expect it at all.
He sat Angel Dust down on a couch and sat down on the table to dig in, and trust her, he dug in. When he took his first bite, he literally moaned, like outwardly, eyes rolling back, biting lips and gripping table-cloth moaned. Before she knew it he was already getting seconds, thirds, fourths, fifths and eventually tenths!
'Can Niffty really cook that well?' She thought to herself, getting a plate full of green beans, corn and a big slab of salisbury steak. She summoned a fork and knife, cutting a small piece of the steak, putting it in her mouth and…
'OH MY GODDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Charlie genuinely didn't know how she did it, but Niffty somehow brought a level of flavor into dishes that she didn't know was possible, hell, she thought it wasn't possible. In the hotel fridge was food that she personally summoned and even though it could fill you up, it didn't exactly taste right.
Her dad could get steak, apples and whatever else from Earth and bring it to her and she knows that whatever she can conjure is nothing compared to that, no matter how well she follows any recipes on her phone…But Niffty somehow brought out flavor from what she summoned!
"Daki, you gotta try this!" She said, crying a bit from how magnificent the dish was.
"No thanks… I already got a little snack." She said in between bites of an arm that seemed to belong to a moth. Daki had already explained her little condition to her about only being able to eat flesh, and Charlie had supported her on it.
Don't get her wrong, she didn't exactly like the fact that one of her hotel guests was a literal cannibal, but with a little bit of her magic, she could tell that Daki really was telling the truth.
To be honest, she never really liked using her magic on people's minds that often, it made her feel kinda rape-y for lack of better words, but she recognized whenever it was useful.
"Niffty, c'mon, why aren't you eating?" James asked, putting down his fork and looking at Niffty quizzically. Now that he mentioned it, Niffty's mainly been picking at her own food while watching James eat.
His question flustered her, making a black blush on her face as she averted her eye away from him. "I'm uhh… I'm not–I'm not hungry right now."
"Ah, c'mon, you cook stuff like Julia Child and you aren't hungry?" He asked rhetorically, scooping a forkful of spaghetti and putting it close to her mouth. "C'mon, let your Hubby give ya some food, huh?"
"B-but, what if I get fat? I made so much."
"I don't care, I love chubby women. Now I won't take no for an answer, eat the damn spaget." He said, poking Niffty's cheek with the fork until she finally cracked and ate it.
"...That's really good." She said quietly.
"I told you, didn't I? Stop doubting yourself and pick up a plate." James said encouragingly, passing her a plate of baked chicken with smothered potatoes while draping an arm across her shoulders. "Your body's great, don't get me wrong, but I'd rather have you thicc and happy rather than skinny and miserable, y'know?"
Despite his…Less than romantic language, Niffty actually seemed pretty charmed by it, smiling a little bit more before digging into her plate along with James.
It warmed Charlie's heart seeing those two, being so loving even though they're in hell. She had heard countless things about Niffty, the bug Overlord, about how at any time, she'd kidnap any "bad boy" off the streets and have her bugs eat them alive just to feel something. Hell, sometimes she'd be compared to Alastor, like, known killer-cannibal-sadist-for-around-80-years Alastor.
So for her to see Niffty, for lack of a better word, domesticated like this, no violence, no anger, no hate, just love? It was honestly heartwarming and made her want to cry a little bit, even if dad told her she cried a little bit too much. Still, she felt very happy for the both of them.
…E̴̪̘͕̯̲̹̪̯͕͍͖͍͋̿̎̾̿̎̀̊̋̽́̚ͅv̶̨̩̺̰̪̙͖̤̘͖̠͗̽̉͊̇̈́̕͜͜͠͝e̸̛̻͔̊͆̌ͅn̴̺̎̈́̎̓̅̋̃́̃̒͝͠͝͝͝ ̵͉̻̣̜̖̟̠̯̗̹͕̪̳̔̾̀̇͒̅͒̽̈́̔̕͝i̸̢̺̖͖͈̻̪͕̣̳͇̦͉̖͐͊͜f̵̱͖̘̼̗͖̼́̐̑̀͘ͅ ̴͖̺͙͗s̸͚͔̼̪͔͊̏̈́͝ḧ̷̛͖̬̥̗̦̝̲̩̺́͑́͒̚̚̕̕͝͝ę̸̧͚̼͎̤̬̪͇̟̫̳͔̉͂͗̈́͗̕ ̸͔͈͚͖͓͉͉̻̲̻̇̽̾͗͑̓̉͑̏́̓͠͝ͅͅw̸̦̺̗̍̈́͛̂a̶̢͒͗́̍͂̄͊͒̏́̈́s̷̢̧͍̼̺͚̲͖̬̗͚̐̍̐̀̂̈̉̑̆͐̏̅͘̕ ̶̧̡̬͔͓͎̝͕̞̿͂̅͆͗̈́̽͌͐̂̾͗͘̚j̸̧͔̬͙͎͚̺̥̜̯̀͒̉̐̒̾͊̇̈́̚͜ư̷̢̼͍͉̲̬̤͚̱̫̠̯̍̏̎̓̓̈́͐̿̏͑̀̈́̒ͅš̶͉̻̬̜̳͓͉̗̞̺́̈́͒ṱ̶̆́̄̉̅̓̀̍̐̓̕̚̕ ̶͎̯̂̿͒͒͛͌͑̀̃̌̽̂̆͑ͅa̷̘̘̳̰̘̩̻̼̐̈́̇̊͝ ̶̱̥̹̜̞̺̭͎͙͚͎̪̉̆̈͒̑̏͗̔̆̊̇̚̚͝͠ẗ̵̪́͑̓̓̀͌̆̀͊͗̅͠͝ë̶̥̝͔̘́̀̊͒́̓̈́̉̀͆͘͘͝ę̷̭̖̪̌n̶̳̖̝̚y̴̡̜̪̭̞͕͔̰͓͉̌̄́̔̽͜ͅ ̶̬͕̃̈́̋̑̒̐͘͝t̵̰͕̣̦͖͙̠̯̮̓̅͗̇͋ĩ̵͕̖̩̋̈̅̒̃̅̆͂̎n̴̳̖͈͓̺̏̀̓̾̾ͅý̵̦̥̝͎̝̯͉͖̭̈́́ ̸͕̫͍̖̯͇̥̏͋̾̃͛̉͐̐̈́͒̌l̷̨̢̥̭̱̩̼̖̫͈̖̜̫̻͔͒̊̾̋̏̇̿̌̌̓̃̎̕̕̚ȋ̵̛̛̛̝̌̃̒͐̏͌́̀̽͝͝t̴͚̱̭̯͕͒̊̎͗͌͌͌̈̌̍̀̈́͗ț̵̼͈͖̺̗̥̩̱͆̽́̇̃͌̃͐͋̒͋l̷̡̨̧̰͇̥̹͖͎̫̟͈̼̫͌e̸̱̘͇̯̭̞͎̩͆̂͌̏͌̓̋͆͒̄͗̃̚ ̸̛̹̱͖̀̔̔̀͆̏̀̄̊̌͘ḇ̶̡̯̙̪̳͇͔̳͙́̾̇̍͐̆͛͊͛͑͊̒̽̈́į̴̫̟̘̘͈͎̺̬̩͇͍͚̠̓̏̍̑̕̚͝t̴̡̻͚̹̦͓̦̆̎͌͂ ̴̡͚͕͇̟̯̄̃̂͗͛̕̕͠j̸̨̨̰̙̮̣͍͈̠̣͂̈́̍̇ḙ̵̬͖̟̟̞̖̫̖͖̙̖͙̣̀͗̉̆̈́̆̂̒́̏̈́͌̕͠ȧ̵͓̺̱̳̱̯͖̪̳̺͕̪͗̓̔̈́͋͠͝l̷̡̡̛͙͈͖͙̲̼͚̗̬̥̭͕̦̽̂̈̀͝ơ̴͖̬͉̣̳̌̌͛͗̄̍̋̉̿͝͝u̴̜͇̙͇̺͒͐͠͝ͅṡ̸̢̿̑̐̂̅̀̏͛͂̑͐̚
Woah, where'd that come from?
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LOVE, let me tell you how much I've come to LOVE James.
It's only been about a week or two since she's met him, but she thinks that he's her soulmate through and through. Her mom always told her that her soulmate would treat her like a queen, that in reciprocity she should treat them like royalty and love them as much as they loved her.
She thought it was George at first, he was so sweet before, but…That didn't work out.
She had always been a bit different, but she always had to hide it when she was on Earth. It was only in hell here she realized she had actual mental problems and went into psychosis back on Earth and even down here as well.
When she resolved to kill George, paranoia gripped her body like a vice and something whispered in her ear, it whispered that if she didn't kill George as soon as possible, he'd go crazy and kill everyone else, including her baby that was still bleeding.
When she got in hell, she wasn't exactly all herself for more than a few years, in fact, it wasn't until she met James that she managed to regain her sanity back. While she was already mentally ill on Earth, hell had cured everything mentally, but the psychological scars were still there.
Hell was just FUNNY like that.
But ever since her and James shared that magical night together, it was like all of her symptoms faded away. She wasn't used to being treated like she was right now, actual love from someone that wouldn't hurt her, it was…Amazing!
It was so amazing, that it almost made her forget that her Hubby brung in a prostitute.
Now, even though she really, really, didn't want to believe that her James wasn't cheating on her without her permission, she knew that it wasn't as easy as just believing in him. Hell, she didn't even care if he had different partners, as long as she got even a little bit of his love…She'd be happy.
However, that all depends on how he answers her questions.
When dinner was finished and Charlie desummoned the plates and put Angel Dust in a random room, her and James went to his room and got ready for bed. Right now, she was lying on his chest while he had his eyes closed, attempting to fall asleep.
"Do you want to fuck Angel Dust?" She asked.
Immediately, James shot up, choking on his own spit. "What!?"
"Do. You. Want. To. Fuck. Angel. Dust?"
"I–..." He paused for a second, gathering his thoughts. "I find Angel Dust very attractive, I really do, but that doesn't mean I want to have sex with him." He says slowly, like he's trying to articulate his words very carefully for the both of them.
"I won't cheat on you just because I find someone else attractive, Niffty." He said, raising his hands up and pulling on her cheeks (the face ones) "I like you, okay? I wouldn't betray all the trust you've given me just to satiate some kind of lust for no reason."
…That's all she needed to hear.
She really didn't want James to see her crying, so she basically tackled him back into the bed, rubbing her face in his chest. "I love you, James."
"...I love you too, Niff'."
"...You know, I wouldn't mind if you had an extra girl or boyfriend."
"WHAT!?"
"I mean, a girl needs help, you cum by the liter."
"What are we talking about right now!?"
Yeah…He's the one. ❤️❤️❤️
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THE END
So, how was it?
Truthfully, this was a little bit of a filler chapter which is why it's shorter than all the others. I wanted to try writing from different perspectives this time and really flesh out what Niffty and Charlie feel about James right now.
Like it, hate it, wanna kill me? Tell me in the comments, I love discussion.
OK bbbbyyyeyeeee!