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@b-127fan.bsky.socialOct 15, 2026, 6:50 AM

The girls ❤️💛❤️🩶💖🪽🎵 #chaggie #chaggi #hazbinhotel #charliemorningstar #vaggi

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@jobyebye.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 4:36 PM

Charlie & Vaggi listening to each other's heartbeats (3/3)
#chaggie #chaggi #hazbinhotel

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@jobyebye.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 4:36 PM

Charlie & Vaggi listening to each other's heartbeats (2/3)
#chaggie #chaggi #hazbinhotel

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@jobyebye.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 4:36 PM

Charlie & Vaggi listening to each other's heartbeats (1/3)
#chaggie #chaggi #hazbinhotel

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@marakellista.bsky.socialOct 13, 2026, 9:46 PM

#Kinktober Day 13: temperature play

We’re back to #Chaggi!

I forgot to post this morning and just now realized I hadn’t done it yet today!

archiveofourown.org/works/935877...

Chapter 13: Temperature Play Summary: Vaggi gives Charlie a massage. Notes: Charlie/Vaggi Dom Vaggi Sub Charlie Ice Hot stone massage Held Down
@draqua.bsky.socialOct 12, 2026, 3:59 PM

#Chaggi moment from the new chapter of my fanfic I'm pretty pleased with.
"What if we kissed, and became luminous beings of color and light, and we were both girls? ... And also Vox was there?"

Vaggi filled her lungs, rubbing lightly at the princess' ribs, encouraging her to do the same. Charlie obliged, inhaling deeply, feeling her girlfriend compress further in; molding into her. The press of Vaggi's breasts against her back was pleasantly cozy. There was a delicate breeze of perfume and cosmetics. Air rushed from the princess' pursed lips, her thoughts becoming steadier and more manageable by the second. Charlie's tranquil consciousness dipped into a hazy, ethereal field, visualizing herself and her hellish power. It was a space now dominated by the tender, lavender hues of Vaggi's heavenly essence. An angelic presence that ebbed and flowed like thick nectar around the red, smoldering titan of Charlie's devilish core. Vaggi's quintessence was fluid and responsive, matching pace with the princess', but holding its own, independent form. It danced close without stifling Charlie's spirit. Soothing spits of hot fire only when needed. But there was something else now; something new. An intruder to this illusory, dream-like plane. The cold, synthetic cut of Vox's soul chain, smelling of iron and burning plastics. A tiny mote that pierced the walls of her vigorous, mighty nucleus like a beetle boring through wood. With a bit of focus, Charlie could even detect a volatile twist of electric blue. A throbbing ball of resentful light, weaving and pulling bitterly against the very tether it had installed. Still, it was an inconsequential thing. Settled and assuaged in Vaggi's hold, the princess felt no need to stifle Vox's energy any longer. After-all, what could he even do? So small and trembling. With the barest motion of power, Charlie let the collar dissipate, sinking back into the supple, mauve tapestry of Vaggi. Coming back to the present and physical, Charlie sighed and tilted her head back to nuzzle her lover in gratitude. Vaggi's wings fluttered adorably in response to the attention.
@jobyebye.bsky.socialOct 11, 2026, 4:57 PM

Do I always need context with my art? #chaggi #chaggie #hazbinhotel

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@nikuyasaitame.bsky.socialOct 11, 2026, 12:27 PM

I admit it, I cannot stop thinking about Vaggi’s fit
#chaggi #chaggie

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@jobyebye.bsky.socialOct 10, 2026, 4:54 PM

A proud kitty 💖🐾 #chaggi #chaggie #hazbinhotel (2/2)

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@jobyebye.bsky.socialOct 10, 2026, 4:53 PM

Golden retriever Charlie & grumpy cat Vaggi 💖🐾 #chaggi #chaggie #hazbinhotel (1/2)

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@feedmekatsudon.bsky.socialOct 10, 2026, 3:05 PM

✨Give me ye booty~✨

Oh my 😳

#HazbinHotel #Chaggi

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@canaryblessings.bsky.socialOct 10, 2026, 3:10 AM

Gay ass pirates flirting instead of running the ship tut tut

#chaggie #chaggi #hazbinhotel #charliemorningstar #HazbinHotelCharlie #hazbinhotelvaggi

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@draqua.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 4:16 PM

Yet more cursed shapes #Chaggi #hazbinHotel

screenshot from Hazbin Hotel, Charlie's head is really big and an odd shape, Vaggi pulls away and looks worried
@guron65.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 3:40 PM

Charlie's safe space lol. #hazbinhotel #Chaggi

@fletchingbrilliant.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 1:11 AM

~Come and sit for a spell with a couple of good witches~

Finally finished!!!

Here's Charlie and Vaggi for my ~WITCHY PINUPS~ set!!! They're also officially on sale as keychains and stickers on my shop! neat-stuff-by-fletch.acggoods.com

ONLY UNTIL OCT 31

#chaggi #hazbinhotel

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@marakellista.bsky.socialOct 8, 2026, 2:51 PM

#Kinktober Day 8: face sitting

It’s #Chaggi today! Vaggi gives Charlie a good time.

It’s my first time writing explicit F/F; I hope I did them justice!

archiveofourown.org/works/935877...

Chapter 8: Face Sitting Summary: Charlie sits on her throne, Vaggi. Notes: Charlie/Vaggi Soft Dom Charlie Sub Vaggi 69ing
@adealnottakenao3.bsky.socialOct 7, 2026, 11:04 PM

#WIPWednesday #ADealNotTakenAU #chaggi #angst

ake by the door slamming open right next to her. She cursed herself for her lapse in attentiveness, as always, and the little scolding voice in her mind sounded vaguely like Lute, as it always did. She hurried to clear her head and take up her spear. Then she realised it was Charlie standing there, just outside the threshold of their room; and letting her guard down was suddenly the farthest thing from Vaggie's mind. For just a moment Charlie had looked startled at Vaggie's presence, maybe even alarmed at the way she'd reached for her spear - but that vanished just as quickly. She folded her arms and didn't say anything. Her gaze was cold, harsh, in spite of the puffiness of her eyes and the half-dried tear tracks down her cheeks; and the chill of that gaze - the guilt of knowing she was the cause of it - settled heavily in Vaggie's stomach. Awkwardly she got to her feet, her weapon left abandoned on the floor. They both knew full well it was an angelic weapon. Vaggie had dropped it when Lute had cut out her eye, three years ago, and in her shock and agony she hadn't thought to pick it up again, even in self-defence against her superior-now-tormentor. Hadn't been able to think about anything aside from the pain and horror and betrayal. She'd left it, wherever it was, as she staggered from one alleyway to another; the one where Charlie would find her.But a few weeks after they'd met, the day after they'd settled on Vaggie becoming Charlie's bodyguard because Charlie wanted to go public with their relationship and Vaggie didn't want the spotlight on her, Charlie had said she had a gift to help with her new position, and she'd produced an angelic spear from behind her back that Vaggie recognized all-too-well. How had she been able to hide the guilt and revulsion she felt picking it up again? Charlie hadn't known its history. Maybe now she did. There was still silence between them, and that, to Vaggie, was the wrongest thing of all. Charlie's chattering; her singing; her beautiful voice ringing out with ideas and melodies and hope in a terrible world was a beacon Vaggie clung to, as much as Charlie's inopportune and sometimes counterproductive bursts of song frustrated her. Her silence felt like that light was being denied to her. At last, Charlie opened her mouth. "When were you going to tell me." It didn't sound like a question. Vaggie swallowed back dread at her girlfriend's tone. "Charlie, I know, I am so sorry-" "Three. Years. Vaggie." Charlie cut in, voice quivering with hurt. "Three years I shared my whole life with you. I've shared everything about myself," she started counting off on her fingers, more aggressively with each finger she ticked off, "my hopes, my dreams, my insecurities, my embarrassing habits... what fuckingDEODORANT I like! And you kept... this? Something as big as this from me?" "I - I.." What could she even say to that? It was the ugly, unvarnished truth. "Were you even going to tell me? Ever?" Charlie looked stricken, revolted at the thought of it. "Were you just planning to go on for years hoping that I wouldn't find out?" "N-no, I - Charlie-" "I trusted you, Vaggie!" Vaggie felt just as tortured as Charlie sounded. "We're supposed to be partners, and you - you hid this from me!!" "I'm sorry, Charlie! I knew it was wrong, I was trying to make up for it; if I couldn't tell you, then I could at least—" 'It doesn't! That makes it worse!" "Then please, please, Charlie, tell me how I can fix this!" Charlie didn't answer at first - scrubbed at her eyes, turned away and stormed down the stairs. Vaggie followed, because what else could she do? "You shouldn't have to ask!"