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Husk and Mimzy
Idea: Husk, the gambling overlord, finds a new potential 'employee'
Words: 390
He was an overlord, an owner of many and the furthest from a loser you could get. Husk’s winning streek was long and there had been many who wanted to be the first one to make him take a loss, but what they didn’t know was that he had more than just party tricks up his sleeve.
He was a gambler, sure, but he wasn’t stupid. He could see when someone was trying to cheat and whenever you cheat in Husk’s abode, or rather against Husk himself, you never get to leave again. Just a fun little rule for all those who enter. Husk though? He’s above rules, it’s his territory, he’s the one in control.
He can hear some boosting from one of the tables, seems like someone is on a winning streak. A smirk paints his face, can’t wait to take that one’s soul. She’s not really hiding her cheating that well, but the more he let’s her win now, the more he has to gain later. So, he waits, letting her believe that everything is going her way, letting her build the confidence to face him. Just so he can see her despair when she finally falls into his grasp. She along with all the souls she’s gathered for him.
It’s nice entertainment. Speaking of, she’s giving the air of an entertainer, maybe when he owns her, he can user her as a singer of sorts? Liven the place up some. He does have a sound stage after all, would be a shame if it was only him who got to use it. Plus, doesn’t hurt to earn some extra cash.
Things go as he expects, she’s finally at his table having racked up a considerable amount of both money and souls. She greets him, her confidence high. Oh, this one shall be fun to let fall into despair. He greets her back, a salesman smile masking his true intentions. He can’t wait until the light in her eyes becomes dim, until the energy she exudes becomes a dry well and until that girl becomes just a husk of herself.
“So, Mimzy, ready to gamble?” He can feel his mask slightly faltering.
“You’re on!” She says confidently, not a thought to the fact she might lose.
“Then let’s being.” Oh, this is going to be very entertaining.
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So, um, I was thinking about how Mimzy and Husk would meet. The first, kinda obvius one would be through Alastor, but then I though, what if Mimzy is part of the reason Husk met Alastor?
Like what if, similar to the lone sharks, Mimzy got involved with Husk and Alastor had to fix that whole mess? What if, Husk didn't lose all his souls to random people, but instead he lost them all to Alastor?
And what if, when Husk had nothing but his own soul left, Alastor offerd him a deal he couldn't refuse? One where everything could go back to normal, how it all was before Mimzy, but with the little caviat that Alastor would own Husk soul.
Also, been wondering, any idea of when Husk started identifying as a Bartender? Like was that something he has had with him since alive? Something he kinda got forced into by Alastor even before the hotel? Or was that just something he got when he was forced into working for the hotel?
But that's for another time,
Instead, let's spin
And he next two are:
Adam and Carmilla Carmine
Oh, I, hmm, well, who's to say Adam doesn't become a sinner after he died? Yeah, wonder how the two of them would meet if so. What feelings and questions would he have towards the wepons dealer?
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Wheel says:
Angel and Niffty
Idea: Angle comes home after a hard day, does anyone notice?
Words: 477
Angel smashes the hotel lobby door open, his clothes slightly torn from a not so pleasant night. Walking in he almost trips over Niffty as she runs right in front of him. He’s tired, so damn tired. He just flops onto one of the sofas in the lobby, not even having the energy for anything else.
He hears the others around him but elects to just ignore it all, head buried in the sofa. To tired. Then there’s a cling of porcelain on the table. Is someone drinking coffee? Turning his head so he can get a grasp of what’s going on. He sees a cup of tea on the table. It doesn’t seem to belong to anyone. Did- Did someone make that for him? Husk? No, he wouldn’t really make tea, right? Charlie? Maybe, though, maybe it’s not really for him at all?
Then he sees Niffty, she’s holding a sugar bowl and creamer. Oh. It’s her tea. Geez, why did he have to assume that someone would make tea for him? He doesn’t even like tea. Still didn’t stop the nagging feeling of no one cares that I had a rough day. Ugh. He goes back to burying his head in the sofa.
“How much sugar?” Niffty asks. Huh? Does she want him to decide her sugar intake or something?
“Leave me alone.” Angle answers not really caring how he comes across.
“No sugar then, how about milk?”
“Why are you-” He turns to face her, but instead the teacup takes his vision. She’s holding it out for him, with the creamer in her other hand, ready to pour. Oh. Adjusting himself so that he’s actually sitting on the sofa he quietly takes the cup. “Thank you,” he tells softly. Thank you. He takes a sip of the tea. It’s not to his liking, but he’s not really one for tea.
“Do you feel better?”
“Um, could maybe use some sugar?” Maybe the sweet taste could overpower everything? He doesn’t really want to tell her he didn’t like it, because he did. Well, rather, he liked the gesture and knowing people care.
Wait. That’s not what she asked. She didn’t ask about how it tasted. She-
“It’s supposed to make me feel better?” Angle asked bewildered, and right as he did, he realized how dumb it sounded. Of course, it’s to make him feel better, duh. Man, he must be more tired than he thought.
On the other hand, Niffty didn’t really seem to mind the questing as she answered. “Yeah, it’s to help against your fatigue,” while adding some sugar to the tea. “How’s that?”
“Huh.” He didn’t really have anything to add as he took the tea back and gave it a taste. Too sweet. “Yeah, think that’s enough sugar.”
He stared into the cup. “Thanks, Niffty.” He told with a soft smile.
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The inital idea was more to have Niffty fix up Angles clothing. As she seems to be good with handeling a needle, but I think this is quite cute as well. Maybe she fixed up his clothing afterwards?
Anyway, Let's spin
The next two are:
Vaggie and Lucifer
Huh, well, that's an interaction that sounds interesting. Wonder what they'll talk about? Maybe they'll bond over their experience with Heaven? Or their love for Charlie?
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Wheel says:
Charlie and Vox
Idea: What if Vox decided to help Charlie before Alastor?
Words: 386
The self-proclaimed princess of hell had been bugging the station for quite a while. She wants to share her redemption hotel idea or whatever, Vox wasn’t really listening. He first just told them to never bug him when it came to such small things. Like, everyone wants to be on TV and share their ideas, what makes her so special that they have to tell him about it? He might be the head, but he’s not the one to go too for things regarding the news station, he rarely even bothers with those people. He just lets them do whatever as long as they pay for using the bandwidth.
“She’s the princess of hell.” One of his employees said before they were ‘mysteriously’ shot for speaking out of turn. Then the words actually registered.
“Princess of hell, huh?” That has to be Lucifers kid, right? Meaning, she should be quite powerful. What if he was able to get her to trust him? Maybe he’d be able to use that power of hers, make her believe that he wants what’s best for her and all she got to do is just assist him a bit. Heh. Or maybe he could pay some people off and have them attack her. Then he could swoop in and save her, forcing her to feel indebted to him. Vox couldn’t help the genuine grin growing on his face. Yes, helping her sounds like a good idea.
“Vox?” One of his employees asks softly, clearly afraid of being the next one on the chopping block.
“Ah, yes, why don’t we help this little girl? For what is a better way to build trust than show your reliability.” Vox tells as he gets up from his seat. “Now, tell me, where is little miss sunshine right now?” Threat clear in his voice.
“Sh- She’s in her ho- hotel.” The poor employee answers, shaking like a leaf in the wind.
“Good.” Cold and calculating. “Make sure my schedule is empty for the rest of the day. I have a princess to visit.” His employees look at him with slight confusion. “I’m going to bring her some good news. I hope you all understand what I mean.” He gives them all a devilish glare. “Don’t disappoint.” Before he disappears in a flash of electric blue.
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I lied again, this is more of a setup for Charlie and Vox to meet an interact. Like, they aren't really interacting now are they?
Well, if there was a next scene then I'm sure they would interact. Do think it's a pretty fun idea. Plus, what if Al still came by to help? Wonder how Vox would react
Anyway, Let's spin
The second two are:
Angel and Niffty
Huh, that sounds pretty cute, wonder what those two could be up to? Interestingly enough, they did actually interact a bit in the show
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Wheel says:
Vaggie and Lucifer
Idea: Lucifer requests to talk with Vaggie about something, while Vaggie has something on her mind as well.
Words: 461
Should she tell him? Well, everyone already knew, maybe he did too? Plus, she didn’t really want to bring it up, but she also didn’t want him to find out and feel like Charlie did. She didn’t want to keep secrets.
Vaggie elects to just wait until a moment presents itself, best to just say it when the two are alone. Though she did not expect the moment to present itself that same day. Charlie had informed her that Lucifer had something he wanted to discuss, with her, only her.
‘Oh no.’ Where her first thoughts, it just felt like it couldn’t be anything good. What could he ever want to discuss with her? And why would he want to do it with Charlie explicitly not present.
What if...? He was the devil after all, maybe all the horrors she’s been told when up high did have an iota of truth? There’s no way he was actually just some guy. Maybe he was just like that when around Charlie? Maybe, she felt a fear come over her, maybe he wanted to give her a stern talking too. Just inform her of what mattered and that she didn’t. That if she ever hurt Charlie, he would-
No no, she shakes her head. He’s not like that... right? She can’t fully shake the nagging feeling away. It all just reminds her too much of things she rather just forget, of words so loud she could almost feel them hit, of pains so deep they will never fully heal. Her hand hovered over the x that was once her eye. It’s all in the past, she reminds herself. It’s all in the past.
She soon finds herself at his door, his room in the newly built hotel. She’s just about to knock when a thought hits her. She has hurt Charlie before, and it led to Charlie making a deal with Alastor. It’s something she regrets immensely, that she never told Charlie of her past, but that doesn’t change what happened. It doesn’t change the fact that Charlie did get hurt. So, what if Charlie told him about it all? Vaggie was starting to spiral back to her initial thoughts, she didn’t want to believe that her beloved would devolve something like that, but that doesn’t change the fact that that’s where the thoughts went.
The door swung open, “Vaggie!”, he got her name right. Wait, does that mean that Charlie had been talking about her? Wait, no, yes, probably, though I’m sure it was only good things, right?
She straightened her posture and greeted the man, “Heard you wanted to talk with me?” Her voice sounded steady, but she felt far from it. Her mind having poisoned her whole perception of the situation.
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Well, similar to the first one with Vox and Charlie, the interaction is more something that would happen in the next scen. Guess that means I lied again ᵔᵜᵔ Though these are just small exersises, so maybe that's fine
As spoilers, my idea is that Vaggie wants to tell that she was once an exorsist and Lucifer just wants ideas over what Charlie likes. So it would end with them bonding at least. So maybe I didn't fully lie?
Anyway, time to spin
Next two are:
Mimzy and Husk
Oh. That sounds like an interacting best fitted for the past. Wonder what it could be though? They didn't really interact too much in the show and Husk doesn't seem to have the best perseption of Mimzy, the number one trouble maker.
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I quite like all the different kinds of characters we can find in Hazbin. Which makes it so saddening that the season was so short, we didn’t really get to see all the characters interact that much.
Therefore I’m going to try and remedy that by spinning a wheel, taking the first two characters I get and writing a scenario in which they interact. I’ll try and be as cannon compliant as I can get, but we’ll see how that goes ᵔᵜᵔ
As it’s mostly just a short exercise, the writings probably won’t be too long, about 200-500 words maybe? Though I won’t really limit myself to that
A little note, I'm very open for suggestions
So, let's spin
The first two are:
Charlie and Vox
huh.
Well, we'll see what kind of idea I go with
Whelp, I lied, AU time it is
Though it's more of an 'what if' than an AU, so the characters should still be as cannon compliant as I can make them
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Greetings all!
Just want to start by informing that I am AroAce, on the repulsed side of things with no drive at all, and I'd think that Alastor is quite the same (or I guess that is more my head cannon of things). So, I'm quite curious if there are any fanfics that explores that?
Or more specifically, if there are any that really go into how uncomfortable he'd be when it comes to things regarding romance and intimacy. Like, is there any writing in which Alastor is asked to hold hands and all he wants to do in response is to stab his hand with a pair of scissors? Or one in which he's offered a kiss and just wants to peel the top layer of his tongue of?
We all haven't forgotten he's a murderer, right?
So, wouldn't it be interesting if his visceral reactions were quite gruesome? He might not act on them, for he is a gentleman after all, but that doesn't change fact that they exist.
Just imagen, one thinks of flowers and sunsets, while the other thinks of blood and broken bones. I think it would be a really fun read.
Like ideas for things that could happen are endless! Just imagen someone asking for his hand and that's all he gives them. He just cuts of his hand and hands it over to them.
"Here you go my dear, though I can hardly see what use you'd have for it."
Which I feel could be a part of why he likes cannibal town. For if they ask for his hand and he gives it, they actually appreciate the gesture. All others just seem to throw it to the side in horror. He does find joy in that reaction too, but it's nice when people actually mean what they say.
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There is also the idea that Rosie might have, in the beginning, tried to gauge if he had any interest in her. Just a way to figure out his possible motives. Which would then be the reason for how she can be so sure that he's (Aro)Ace.
One fun thing might also be that she sees his tail and comments on how adorable it is, and him being him, just rips it off.
"Well, that makes one of us."
He says giving it to her.
"So, you can have it my dear."
The best part would then be that she'd invite him for dinner and have it as a centrepiece, making a great meal with the theme of adorable.
"Isn’t this adorable?" She'd ask with a smile.
"You've quite outdone yourself, my dear Rosie." He'd say with a sigh, putting his cutlery down. "Yes, it's very adorable." To which she would be quite delighted, and he'd just smile at her reaction, she's a good friend.
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And if he does have a drive, what if he dislikes it?
Like in his mind he has rules that should be followed and if his body decides to break those rules, then there will be consequences. One might be to bite the arm, creating a sensation that is far more prominent, a distraction of sort.
Then if the arm 'accidentally' comes of, the only logical choice is to use it for dinner. (Though it could also be eaten as is, I'd guess)
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All this to ask,
Does anyone know a story of that sort?
Honestly, it doesn't even have to be from Hazbin.
If there exists a repulsed AroAce character whose response to any advances are thoughts of the gruesome kind, then I’d be really delighted to read that ᵔᵜᵔ
I just feel that it falls very nicely into Alastor’s character to have that sort of response, (while still remaining composed, of course).
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