Rotting Hydrangeas meet the boiling seas [DISCONTINUED]

by J4ck0l4nern_AND_T4bby_JK

Summary:

After the events of mouthwashing, the crew of the Tuplar all end up in hell. Yes, even Daisuke and Anya.

Now they have to figure out how to survive together without getting exterminated or running into... him.

And upon discovering a certain hotel, their hopes of atleast getting Anya and Daisuke to heaven rise.

Or:
The Tulpar crew go to hazbin hell, I hope Jimmy enjoys the feeling of hellfire

will be adding more tags frequently

Notes:

This is gonna take a while lol, planing on making this rlly long cuz im SUPER hyperfixated on mouthwashing rn and i want to actually capitalise on my hyperfixations for once.

First few chapters may be badly written cuz im trying to prepare everything!!

Also! I've changed a few things, and i want to tell you about th3m now so you don't get confused later on!!!:
Anya told Swansea not Curly, Daisuke died IN the vent and Swansea wasn't able to give his speech to him (or kill him), During the Curly cannibalism arc Jimmy ate(and made Curly eat) way more of Curly then he did in canon. thats about it! if theres anymore i remember i'll mention it in ch2! please tell me if i need to add any more tags!!!

oh yeah, CUrly's sinner form also kinda has limbs cuz they don't rlly keep their inguries after death

Chapter 1: Black Iris | Know Nothing of Peace

Everything was blurry, horribly so. But even Curly still knew where Jimmy was taking him.

He’d endured Jim's crazed mutterings about the cryostasis pod for too long—what felt like hours of endless, useless, rambling that seemed to make only sense to Jimmy himself. 

Each metallic step echoed down the stairs, drawing him ever closer to his fate. Why did Jimmy have to walk so damn slowly?

Curly wasn’t sure if Jimmy even understood what he was saying himself anymore, or if he wanted Curly to understand what was about to happen at all. 

But it didn’t matter. It had never mattered.

Curly had no choice. And no control. Just like he hadn’t this whole time.

As Jimmy slowly lowered him into the pod, Curly could feel the bone-chilling graze of the steel on his bare, mangled hand-less arms. 

The machine wasn’t even on yet, and it was already freezing him, its icy cage-like body biting into his skinless, defenceless limbs.

A weak groan escaped his lipless mouth as his head was forced to rest against the inside. 

He hated this—the feeling of his burned, raw flesh pressing into the cold metal.

It made his ravaged body ache and shiver all over again.

What was left of his legs- …leg throbbed, a raw and unending pain. He whimpered,  his arms jerking away from the blisteringly cold sides of the pod on their own, without his input.

He didn’t want this.

He doubted he could survive another day like this—let alone twenty years in cryo. Even if he did, no one would ever come to rescue him. He’d either starve or rot from the inside due to all those nasty infections before anyone even thought to look for him.

Luckily neither option would take very long.

His stomach, still sore from Jimmy’s last outburst, twisted painfully as he just barely fought to keep breathing. 

His head felt like it was drifting in and out, but despite this he could still just barely make out Jimmy closing the pod door over him.

More than anything, he wanted to leap out of this godforsaken machine, device, whatever and tear Jimmy apart limb from limb with whatever strength he had left.

But he couldn’t. Physically and probably mentally as well.

So instead, he glared at Jimmy, knowing full well it wouldn’t make any difference, wouldn't change anything.

The door clicked shut, and Curly’s gaze drifted up to the low ceiling inside the pod.

He stared up, and presumably out of the pod. Just waiting for the inevitable freezing.

As he waited, a deafening gunshot rang out from somewhere beyond the pod’s walls.

‘I’m sure you’ll still die as the hero in the end, prick.’

And then, slowly, the cold fog began to seep in from the edges, creeping toward him like a final, merciless wave.

The freezing mist pricked at his skin, cutting through him. He felt himself slipping into its grip, his weak, beaten body succumbing to the biting chill.

Fuck.

Fuck you Jimmy.

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It had been twenty years now, and Curly was still freezing.

 

Wait why was he freezing-

Chapter 2: I'm sorry :(

I genuinely hate getting peoples hopes up, but I'm probably not gonna finish this 😭

 

I know I've only done one, crappy introduction chapter, but I genuinely don't think I'm ever gonna be able to continue this, let alone finish it. Everytime I try to write the actual first chapter I keep getting distracted by other stories, sometime in the future I might continue writing this again, but currently.... yeah...

 

I'm happy if anyone wants to use this idea or 'adopt' this fic, just credit me, cuz I'd like to see if you can do what I could not.

 

I would like to mention one last thing tho, I saw one person ask why Daisuke and Anya would get sent to hell, and at the time I didn't reply to them, mainly because I didn't want to spoil anything and I wanted to be mysterious or whatever, but also because I thought my reasoning was stupid, but, since I'm probably not continuing this, here we go:

The main reason that those two, and the partial reason that Swansea, and Curly got sent to hell, was because.....

I wanted to show that the requirements to get into heaven were unfair.

Yup, that's it....

 

It was gonna be some really victim blamey stuff for both of them, like:

'Oh, you died because you went into a vent trying to save someone? Well maybe that's your fault, also you got drunk a few times, so go to hell."

'Oh, you committed suicide to avoid birthing a child created by rape , onto a crashed spaceship and to avoid the rapist? Well, maybe you just should've birthed that child. Yeah, how about that, and you also considered getting drunk once, so go to hell'

 

So yeahhh, it was gonna be very unfair, it was on purpose though!!

 

Anyway, sorry about not continuing this... but uhh yeah... sorry.

 

 

Notes:

HELP I-😭✋️I DECIDED TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY IN SCHOOL AND THE BOYS YELLED I hope this hurts AND I INTRODUCED MYSELF (I have a captain's voice lol) AND THEY ALL TOOK PAINKILLERS 😭

this 1st chap is ju curlys death

Update 13/11/2024: I'VE STARTED WRITING CHAPTER TWO!!! gimme a while, cuz it'll take a while to get it how I want it to be!!