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madamecalypso · 15 days

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So I decided to make this a series named "The deer 🦌 and the Crow 🐦‍⬛"

I already have a plot in mind to be honest but most will just be memories with Alastor versus the present for now.

So without further ado here's part 2....

Vulnerability

You hated this time of the year. You could even say you despise it to be honest. Being a sinner with wings has its disadvantages.

And one of them is...molting. But you thank Lucifer for its clockwork arrival, always weeks before the annual extermination. Due to this, you always hide by yourself to ensure that everything will go well and your co-residents will not worry. You hate making them worry as this usually brings unwanted memories to the surface.

You gently spread out your ebony wings as you made a nest in the middle of the grand room. The lights outside shinning on you. You sigh sadly as you motion for your right wing closer to you and start plucking the old and detached feathers.

This marks the first year that he went and left you. The first year that the Radio Demon vanished from Pentagram city without a trace. The first year when he was not here to help you.

You remembered the first time he helped you, you were so shy to let Alastor touch your wings. Yet he insisted after berating you for not sharing this need after the years of your friendship.

"A service worthy to ensure your perfection mon corbeau....you really should let me service you sometimes"

As he worked on your wings he would often tell what he was when alive but never the cause of his death. He oftentimes would share the story Rosie spoke to him, how nifty is doing nowadays or how Husk got irritated with one of his demands.

You would listen to his stories with no distractions. Absorbing everything like a sponge. You love hearing him speak and you never tire hearing it. His voice was really made for radio. Without the usual filter he uses, you can hear the raw and true voice of Alastor. The one he reserved just for you.

You also remembered that this may also be the day that you realized that you are falling in love with the Radio Demon.

His touch was always soft when it comes to your wings, quite different on how he handled other sinners or Overlords whenever he brought carnage. You would always smile whenever he meticulously checked each feather to ensure their integrity. There are times that he would also slap your hand away whenever you try to help.

"You are so good with this Al....I hope you will always do this for me every year"

You whispered one day thinking he would not hear. But he did as his smile widened.

"Mon corbeau...this is nothing I would be willing to do to keep you beside me"

You also remember the kiss. The kiss on your forehead he always leaves when he's done. The same kiss that evokes emotions and longing for him. The same kiss that you often wish he would leave on your lips instead. The gentle gesture he would leave after everything was said and done.

But everything is just a memory now. He's no longer here. He left you alone. His promises are broken. His words are now merely an echo.

You are starting to understand that you became dependent with him from the years you were together. The pain of him leaving is still fresh on you. He was the one who saved you after all, the one who guided you for all those years. The one who you thought would never leave.

You still have the note he left. The note has become a symbol of your broken devotion. You clutch the note every time your heart aches. Every time you miss Alastor’s presence. Every time you miss his voice, his teasing, his playful words, the gentle kindness he offers but has hidden it's lies and deceit.

As your tears start to fall, your mind starts to wander once more why he left you. Till now everyone was surprised by his disappearance.

"Querida por qué lloras? You know I hate tears in those beautiful eyes"

You immediately wiped your tears as you looked behind you. It was Valentino with a worried expression on his face, one that you don't often see. His sleek masculine form dressed in an overflowing red coat started walking towards you after seeing the fallen feathers.

"Val..I told you to not come here" you muttered annoyed but the moth demon only walked closer and sat beside you.

"Vox and Velvette are worried about you birdie...and they know that you would only hide from them." Valentino lit his cigarette catching a drag, red smoke blows from his mouth before offering it to you, which you gently took.

"It's time for my feathers to shed and I needed space to think as well" You answered as your tears fell again, annoyance with him gone.

Pink eyes started to narrow on your form as he wrapped his arms around you. "You should know that you're no longer alone amorcita, we are here. Vox would lose a circuit if he found you like this"

"I'm glad that Vox cared for me after he left, I thought he was just enduring my presence before. And Velvette's addition still brings happiness to me but sometimes I think I'm just slowing you guys" You sadly spoke as you looked at Valentino.

"That's where you're wrong dearest..how many times must I prove it to you?" A third and familiar voice spoke behind you. Vox having entered the room walked closer to also sit on your other side.

"You may have lost that pompous ass but you gained us..someone far superior, someone who would never leave you" he boasted which caused you and Valentino to roll your eyes. "You don't slow us dearest...you empower us. We just need to build the confidence that you had before"

"But Voxxy is right amor, so dry your eyes...a gem like you should never cry"

You gently smiled and you nodded before Valentino kissed your left cheek and started to move behind you to look at your wings. "From now on we will be the one to care for you"

Vox on the other hand touches your face as he leans for a kiss. Each kiss he brings is always a new sensation to you. He's soft and sensual which makes your heart flutter. He gently broke the kiss for a quick second as a wide grin stretches on his face before he leans in again. His talon-like fingers gently slide down the side of your face to your neck.

You don't know what kind of relationship you all have, but they are willing to provide the care that you yearn for. The affection that you once wished was given by Alastor.

Valentino on the other hand was busy attending to your wings with a mischievous smile on his face.

The Vees will build an empire that's for sure. They will spread their power and authority and change the status quo. They will do all of that and more since that's what you deserve.

He anticipates how you would grow with them beside you. You are already an enigma while still under the servitude for the Radio Demon. Now that you're a free bird, you'll transform. He couldn't wait to see you flourish, their dearest gem... a valuable creature tossed away by her master.

And whoever will try to take you away will die by their hands.

Can't wait to expand this story. Gosh, I don't even know how to use Tumblr.

But I'll learn one step at a time.

Will post what the reader looks like soon...

Kisses darling!..

#alastor x oc #alastor x reader #alastor #hazbin hotel #vox x reader #hasbin alastor #hazbin hotel vox #valentino #im not sorry #im not crying you are #Spotify

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madamecalypso · 17 days

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So here it is...my first try at writing an AlastorxReader fanfiction. Hope you guys enjoy it. Will post this on AO3 too under CrimsonAsphodel.

Fur Elise.

It was said that blind devotion is an obsession. Yet you never questioned your feelings when it came to Alastor.

You recently fell in hell when you first met the enigmatic sinner who will soon be known as the Radio Demon. You were surrounded by other demons at that time wanting to devour you. But it was his smile and voice that caught your attention.

"Smile, my dear! You know, you're never fully dressed without one!"

Wearing a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also has a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center. On his hand is a thin cane with a vintage microphone at the end. But what caught your attention the most is his eyes and smile, the wide grin on his face and his almost glowing ruby colored eyes.

You never questioned his motives as he eliminated those demons, even after being drenched with their blood. You never questioned his motives even when he grabbed your hands and led you away from the carnage. All you saw was a saviour ready to defend you.

He was the one who taught you how to survive in hell. He was already making waves in hell at the time you met him. Eliminating Overlords and broadcasting them on the radio. Growing his powers further as he established himself as a new Overlord in hell.

All he asked that time was for you to be his shadow, a look out. Ensure that his rise to power would not be interrupted, no deals were made to the both of you. You were grateful for his beliefs in you and in turn your servitude was solidified.

You became his eyes, whenever an Overlord met their demise from his hands, you were there. Watching with a smile on your face. Grateful to have served him.

Your once long platinum blonde hair cut short to match his. Your ebony wings hidden away after months of practice, and your emerald eyes glowed with glee. After each kill, his hand would gently caress your face and you would smile further as you would look at him with such devotion.

You became a perfect servant for him, trained to ensure that you would be able to protect him should the need arise. In turn, this amused him, a performer to his every whim. He never needed you to be honest, yet your presence has helped him further. Your presence became a symbolism to other demons of their impending demise. And that brought entertainment to him.

Demons and sinners would often cover before you as you walk, as your presence meant that he's nearby. You created more fear in them to avoid crossing the Radio Demon.

As he grew his power and authority, your devotion for him only grew. You realized how much you started to crave his attention.

Whenever you both dance when days are calm, you marvel at his touch. You know that Alastor doesn't want to be touched unless you're permitted to, so interactions like this makes it special for you.

The demon often smiles mischievously whenever he dances with you, his hand on your hip and the other on your hand. His suit jacket billows out with the movement and his hair is thrown back as he spins you around in your waltz.

He often pulls you close and whispers into your ear. Words of affirmation, honeyed with affection that you adore.

"What would I do without you mon corbeau...my muse"

You didn't know at the time but his words were often lies, yet he makes them sound so true that you never questioned them.

Because you knew that he cared to a certain extent. You see it in his eyes and that was enough for you. As long as he would stay with you.

As years passed, you accepted that you were in love with Alastor.

You know that he's aware of your feelings yet you don't know if he reciprocate it. You are blinded by love that anything he requested you provided. But there are times that you crave more from the demon.

"Al...I wish you would confide in me as I do with you"

You whispered to him one time but his answer was only a smile. You were supposed to be heartbroken by this, yet you accepted it as him not being ready.

So you stayed, You stayed at his side even when he met Vox. You stayed at his side still even when their partnership grew. You even became civil with the other demon to please Alastor.

You even stayed with him even when you heard him tell the story of his death to Vox rather that you who he knew first.

You stayed even when you were casted to the sidelines as they rose to power.

You also stayed when he fought with Vox and severed their friendship. You clung to him as you brought him to safety. Tears with your eyes as you gently lay him down to his bed.

"Always the loyal crow, my dearest... you're everything I ever needed"

Another lie, you learned from him. That night you pleaded with him to stop seeking more power, to enjoy the status quo as it is, to stay by your side.

Yet he only smiled, smile was always what he did. You should have known that this smile has a hidden meaning. You should have not believed his promises. His false words.

It was said that blind devotion is an obsession. You should have questioned Alastor with his motives and feelings.

Because as you woke up, he was no longer there, he left you. His promises are broken, and your devotion shattered. He went missing for the next seven years and you are left to collect your broken pieces, clutching a note that he left.

"When I first met you, I knew I was bound to hurt you mon corbeau"

Share me your thoughts. Thinking about expanding this story and adding my planned OC Calypso.

But anyway hope you like it!

#alastor x reader #alastor #alastor x oc #hasbin alastor #hazbin hotel #Spotify

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