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yurislilygarden · 2 months

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ʚїɞ Self Aware! Hazbin Hotel

ʚїɞ Their reaction after becoming self aware and first thoughts about reader! part 1

ʚїɞ Alastor and Lucifer Morningstar

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ Word count: just about 1.7k

ʚїɞ I planned for all hotel characters first but then I realized how much I'm thinking on each paragraph and its details that I decided to just do 2-3 charas per part😭

Very few characters would notice something wrong on the first watch of the show, but wouldn't realize, nor become self-aware until the 2nd or further watch.

While everyone's reaction would be different with different amounts of stages before total acceptance of the situation, they all would share the first emotion, simple disbelief. They would first need to even process the fact that they're not real, that they were created solely for the purpose of entertaining… something? Someone? In a completely different Universe. That everything that they thought had happened to them before they died didn't actually happen, they were never alive in the first place. Only after that did the emotions and reactions differ. The very first emotion or actual personal reaction would be:

ALASTOR

Irritation with a hint of madness.

His first thoughts about the situation would be how ironic it is that he seeks entertainment for himself while his own person, no, character, was a source of entertainment for whatever was watching them from time to time. It was quite ironic how he said that his face was made for radio when the truth couldn't be further from that. He was literally created solely to be watched on that funny colored box by… whatever was watching him and the others.

He was irritated at not noticing that something was wrong immediately, now he thinks about how blind he was, how obvious everything was. The city is actually quiet, too quiet when the noise and demons aren't needed, when they're not meant to be heard. Nothing actually happened that one time when he was out for a fix of his coat, it just got magically fixed, he went and came back when someone else decided he was to do so. They didn’t have much actual free will when he thought about it and that's what he was mad about. He thought that his deal was a massive problem to him, oh how wrong he was because the problem was you.

He doesn't know how he or the others didn't notice the small, glowing butterfly flying above their heads from time to time. They couldn't be that blind, could they? The little crystal thing (could he break it?) must have done something to be unnoticed for so long. He wondered how long they were watched for, the little thing above their heads seemed to be speaking sometimes, seemingly knowing what would happen… at least he thought so, the words would cut out so often that he was left with a pure guess at one point.

He didn't want to accept that he wasn't real, that he was just a 2D character with the sole purpose of entertaining someone. He was meant to be the one entertained, not you. But he couldn't actually do anything, could he? For sure not until more of the people he knew were aware.

That's also something that he noticed. When it came to the hotel staff and guests, he seemed to be the only one who realized the situation at first. It took a few times of some events repeating before he noticed that someone else from the hotel was noticing the little crystal butterfly above their heads as well.

Alastor seemed to be the first, or one of the very first people who noticed that something was wrong. He wasn't sure if someone realized before him, and if they did then who, but he was somewhat glad that he could finally discuss the topic at least a little once the other hotel patrons found out about the truth. He isn't one to really open up in any way, but this was a matter where he had to communicate with the others.

You. He didn’t know what to think of you at first. He did see you in a more negative light at first, under many emotions hitting him at once which he hated but after he calmed down, he started thinking. At first, he was sure you were some sick person seeking entertainment from the suffering of others, and yeah he was doing pretty much the same, but were you really alike when he wasn’t even real and you were? He was pretty sure that he’s never gonna get used to saying that.

Over time, when he stopped overthinking (he’s gonna deny that he was doing that till the day of his 2nd death), he noticed a few changes. The less negative his posture and thoughts were about you, even if neutral, the more he was able to find out. Alastor was able to pick up more than a few words whenever you talked, he was able to hear you talking clearly enough to recognize a possible gender, and something he wasn’t sure that he wanted to think about, it was way easier to pick up your emotions in your words.

I feel like he would be more lenient towards you if it turned out you were a female (or identified as one), but that would be the mama’s boy inside of him talking. There wouldn’t be too many differences of course, but those who spent enough time around him would be able to tell there's a difference after finding out your gender if it turned out you weren’t a man (again, not too much but it IS noticeable).

He would go from lowkey hating you at first to being mostly neutral with a hint of positive light as you seemed to do nothing but watch, up until later on when everyone is self-aware as well and would talk about the whole thing. Only then would the feelings towards you, the little watcher, as he first called you, turn more positive.

LUCIFER

Massive inner conflict and a complete mix of emotions

He didn’t know what to think. It was hard to comprehend that he didn’t actually live for as long as he thought, that all the things that supposedly happened, in fact never were even close to happening, they were just… a scripted past.

Was all his suffering for nothing? Was it there just to entertain someone? Did those things who watched them enjoy seeing them sad and hurt? He was simply lost on what to think about the whole situation, it wasn't something that he could prepare himself for in any way beforehand.

He was disappointed in himself for not noticing immediately or at least faster that something was not right. He's the literal King of hell! Even if… only in a show apparently… but he still is. No one better say anything about that because he's already on the brink of a yet another breakdown. He cannot take much more.

Should he try doing something about this? Or should he stay quiet and go with the script as he's supposed to? He wasn’t sure about the answer himself and had no one to answer his questions. The thought that what he thought were eons of life was actually a lie was… a little terrifying. Who knows just how much can someone force them to do without caring for their opinions because they don’t know that he and the others are aware of everything now, how much can you cause without their consent? He wasn’t sure if you or anyone else knew about them being self-aware or not.

He would actually try to ignore the little butterfly whenever he would see it, but at the same time, many questions were swirling in his mind.

Why were you around? Did you like to see them suffering? Did you have any control over what you saw? Did you have some sort of control over them? Did you have plans regarding them? Did you-

Yeah, again, he has a lot of questions and absolutely zero answers.

His personal feelings about you were all around at first. Not sure whether he should hate, dislike, or be generally negative about you, be more neutral, or be on the more positive side, especially since you didn't seem to do anything but watch them. Like it's all that you could do when it comes to them, but he couldn't be 100% sure.

Similarly to Alastor, he would be one of the characters who noticed something wrong on the first watch of the show before becoming self-aware quite soon after that. I don't think he, nor Alastor, would notice the other knows too fast, since both try to act like nothing's wrong around others. He did not want to be just a 2D character, something to be watched on a screen. It was… humiliating, in his eyes. He could tell that Charlie and the others weren't aware of anything at first so he didn't speak about it until later on when he was sure that they came to their senses, as he would like to say.

He wondered how long were you actually there before he, or anyone else, started to see or notice you, especially since he could literally hear you. Both as the small insect and the occasional words he was able to pick up. And that's if he was to forget the butterfly was literally, softly fucking glowing. Yeah, they're all blind.

I think that if you’re on the younger side, (which technically is any age a human can be alive at compared to him lmao) he would be a little softer, especially if you're similar to his daughter in character. It would come from the paternal side of his, you would probably remind him of Charlie so much :(

He would be more on the negative side at first, as much as he wishes he didn't straight up assume how you were as a person, it took some time but he went into the more neutral zone before being positive about you after being able to hear more of you talking, as he was able to at least have more idea about your character and wasn't completely clueless like at the start.

Your nickname also got changed to something else, something cuter over time, as Alastor’s name for you, little watcher, was deemed not good enough by everyone (Lucifer's words)

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chaoticace2005 · 2 months

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Reasons the Mothman should die, collectively written by the residents of the Hazbin Hotel:

Coding for Characters: Vaggie, Charlie, Pentious, Alastor, Niffty, Husk, pretty much everyone

TW: References to abuse

He’s holding back Angel’s progress. (Vaggie, is killing really necessary?) (I am concerned about going after a Vee)

I’m hungry (ALASTOR!)

Ms. Angel gets nervous when on the phone with him.

His coat is tacky.

He’s a bug! And bugs must be DESTROYED!

So Angel stops feeling like he has to be so damn fake. This is getting on my fucking nerves.

HE LICKED CHARLIE!!! (Vaggie, wait it’s okay.)

Color scheme sucks. Purple AND red?!

He makes Angel sad, NOBODY should make Angel sad.

Those obnoxious glasses just make him look stupid.

He’s a manipulative, abusive prick.

ANGEL DIDN'T KNOW BOUNDARIES WERE A THING?!?!?!?!?!? (Honestly that explains a lot.)

NOBODY deserves to be in an abusive relationship.

Too many arms. Nobody needs that many. (...Angel has that many?) (Well maybe he shouldn't.)

Ms. Angel keeps coming home all messy!!

He’s ruining hearts for everyone. Me and Angel already have enough. At least those are on our bodies, what’s his excuse?

Hearts should not even be ASSOCIATED with Valentino, THIS IS NOT LOVE.

I can do without all the sexual depravity. While I am in Hell this is NOT one of the reasons.

If I have to hear that ringtone one more damn time-

The Eggies found some of his films. They should never be exposed to such horrors. Now I have to explain what “a sex” is.

Makes picture shows that are a disgrace to the idea of “entertainment.”

He’s making a bad name for Uncle Ozzie. This is NOT “lust.”

So we don’t have to listen to another one of Angel’s pornos. (Agreed, it’s quite horrifying!!)

So Ms. Angel isn’t tired when she gets home and can save the kinky stuff for then :) (Niff, really?)

So the kid stops coming home with bruises and cuts that I fix up at 3 am. (Husk, what the fuck?)

Because what the FUCK Valentino?

He keeps forcing Angel to do drugs. (HE WHAT?! Like crack??) (That but also I’m pretty sure whatever comes out of him is an aphrodisiac.)

I want to use his antenna as a backscratcher

Has that whole red color thing going on. Only I am allowed to wear red :) (Al, your text isn’t even red.) (My what?)

What is up with his red spit and smoke? Seriously disgusting.

The red stuff from him may be what allows Velvette to create her “Love Potions” which funds Vax’s stupid endeavors (Do you mean Vox?) (Who?)

FOR MY COLLECTION :D (…yeah okay.)

Really is making a bad name for Overlords. And not in the fun way.

Angel’s shown trauma signs of abuse in our meetings. Im pretty sure it’s Valentino.

Make a doll out of his fur so I have a main villain for roach puppet shows!!!

His only purpose is to keep Veks occupied but considering Vixen’s inane attempts to catch my attention it isn’t working.

So Angel can have his soul and he and Husk can run off into the sunset together like in a fanfiction!!! (Ah, yes that would be nice.) (WE WHAT?!) (Oh Husker, denial doesn’t suit you.)

So Angel can get a good boyfriend THAT’S NOT ME to stop these bullshit allegations.

So Angel can admit his feelings to Husker because our cat surely isn’t going to be the first to do it. (ALASTOR I SWEAR TO GOD!)

Who knows how many other people he’s abusing.

Seems to give Vicks confidence. He has enough of that as is. It much more fun to destroy him.

He makes Angel sad which makes Cherri sad!

HE HIT ANGEL!!!

Called my dear Rosie an "old hag" NOBODY CALLS ROSIE AN OLD HAG.

Angel is a good friend and deserves so much better.

I’ve forgotten what moths taste like.

He keeps trying to get Angel to move out :(

Told the kid he had to lose weight. What the actual FUCK. (Ill kill him.)

He’s annoying and looks quite stupid. How has this not been added yet?!

He’s making a bad name for Spanish speakers everywhere. (Yeah it’s embarrassing.) (Wait… what?)

He’s making a bad name for pansexuals everywhere.

He’s making a bad name for wing-holders everywhere. (HE HAS FUCKING WINGS?!) (Oh, yeah, I didn’t tell you?)

Too tall. This is ridiculous.

Won’t admit he’s blind so he’s become even more of a public safety hazard.

If I get one more transmission of him and Box commiting lascivious acts someone will be eaten. I don’t care who. What the purpose of these are I don’t know. Advertisement? (I think it’s to make you jealous boss.) (Ha! Jealous of what? Mediocre sex with a pathetic excuse for a businessman with a TV as a head?)

Because Angel deserves fucking better.

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jadeddangel · 2 months

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can you do

angel x reader x husk poly

They neglect the reader, but with a good ending

"Not too important"

Husk x reader x Angel Dust

Summary: In which Angel and Husk struggle to balance their work lives and personal lives, leading to a mild argument and a struggled apology

Warnings: swearing, abandonment issues, talk of Valentino, talk of physical abuse

You, Husk, and Angel had been dating for a little over since the incident with Charlie and Angel getting into an argument, you didn't really know what happened since you weren't there but you could piece together that it almost got messy. The hotel had been growing steadily after the extermination so you, husk and angel struggled with making time for eachother, especially with Val trying to make angel "pay" for the incident at the club and for ignoring him. And due to the hotel gaining popularity, husk had been forced to work as Alastor's little errand boy for the time being. And then there was you, after zestial found out about carmilla's incident with the angels, zestial has been making you work like crazy, errands, working as a temporary bodyguard in certain rings, despite him not needing it. It was getting exhausting trying to give all of your energy towards zestial and having a good attitude while also remaining the hinge that really brought angel and husk's relationship, to say you were burnt-out was an understatement.

You had gotten home after a long day of errands and escorts. As you finally got into your shared room, you stripped out of the green and black cloak along with semi-formal clothes in a darker theme After a very much, well-deserved bath and some time to decompress, you headed downstairs in some more casual clothes. After seeing Angel sitting at the bar to talk with husk, you nearly skidded down the stairs eager to give your lovers the attention they deserved, you hopped onto the bar chair next to angel before wrapping him in a hug, " Angie! Oh, how I've missed you! How was work?" You nearly exclaimed in the poor boys ear. Angel's body went ragged as his muscles tensed and tried to relax, realizing it was just you but still didn't quite relax. Angel used his second set of arms to carefully remove your body from his tucking your arms into your lap and rolling his eyes exhaustedly, "It was the same as usual, long and hard, Val has a stick up his ass" Angel complained a bit, as you listened closely, his tone wasn't like how it usually was, and the lack of dirty jokes really made you concerned. You nodded a bit before turning your attention to husk.

"Don't think I forgot about my favorite little kitty. How are you doing? Alastor isn't being too much of an unbearable prick, is he?" You asked, taking notice of the alastor's lack of presence. Husk's body went ridged at the sound of alastors name causing him to overpour his glass over alcohol he was serving himself, Husk let out a hiss as he stepped back and away from the overflowing mess of his glass. "It's the same as it always is, Listen, Our days were hard enough, we don't need you and your peppy attitude to make it worse, you don't know what it's like so don't even try and act like you know what's going on." Husk hissed out through gritted teeth, narrowed eyes focused in on you, pupils forced into the shape of sharp slits.

Husk's words bounced around in your brain for a few mere moments before your body tensed as you tried not to take them to heart. You could feel your body relax as your mind disconnected from your emotions in order to protect itself. Your nails subconsciously dug into the hard linoleum of the countertop as you struggled to ground yourself, "Oh...." The sound fell effortlessly I the silent air as you struggled to find the right words, not caring how they hurt yourself or the people around you. "Right.... YOU both have had a bad day, and me trying to cheer you up makes me the bad guy? Get a grip, HUSKER... " You spoke monotonously aside from enunciating certain words. You pushed your chair back as a sickening crackle filled the thick air; your chair had scraped up a good amount of the wood, which would most certainly get you in trouble later.

Your blood was boiling in anger at his insensitivity as you "calmly" walked away from the bar to your room to get some space. You laid down face first in the cold covers. You felt the bed dip slightly and a cold, wet nose pressing into the underside of your forearm. "Hi fat nuggets.." You sighed s bit sitting up so you could pet Angel's beloved pet.

Time had passed rather quickly as you ranted to fat nuggets about everything that happened, avoiding using any slurs or cussing in front of the sweet animal. You had left your emotions calm down as you felt a familiar feeling of guilt from having acting that way. You may not hold grudges, but you weren't apologizing first. You were tired of being the bigger person in all of these situations, and it exhausted you. You let out a heavy sigh as you looked down at the adorable little creature that seemed to be hanging onto your every word, " I need to get some sleep now, zestial has me planned for an early meeting again.. never thought I'd regret selling me soul, " you joked while scratching behind Nugget's ear. Letting out an exasperated sigh, you picked the little pig up and laid down, holding him close to your chest for comfort. You heard the floorboards outside your door creak from weight as a long slender hand pushed open the door slowly, causing light to flood the room. You did your best to ignore it and stay still. The most you did was let go of nuggets, allowing them to jump into, presumably, Angel's arms.

Angel took a deep breath as he sat down on the side of the bed, "Muffin? It's Angie.. look, I don't know if you're awake right now, but I'm sorry, we're sorry, work has been stressful on all of us, and we took it out on you." Angel pressed into the sensitive matter carefully, "Husk is worried about you. Why don't you come down for a drink, huh? I can see your brow furrowing, " Angel teased. You hadn't even realized your expression had changed as you sighed heavily sitting up, "I'm not taking anything husk makes until he apologizes.." you muttered stubbornly. Angel let out a little snicker, "you both are so cute when your mad, cmon just one drink and if anything goes wrong you've got us," Angel tried to bargain, and so far, it was working. Angel put two of his hands under your arms to lift you while the other two set nuggets down. Angel soon managed to coax you out of bed, aka bribe and carry you, and helped you down stairs. The wood where the chair had scraped away was fixed along with the chair in its original spot. You hesitantly sat down with angels encouragement, Angel took his seat next to you and gestured to husk to say something. Husk took a deep breath and cleared his throat, "want a drink?" Husk grumbled as Angel let out a heavy sigh shaking his head as he set his forehead in his palms.

Husk poured you your usual drink as he looked at you with slightly pleading eyes. Husk has never big on apologizes but you could tell he was trying to apologize just... in his own little way. You grabbed the glass from him taking a big sip, "I'm sorry too, I didn't mean to hurt you, I wasn't thinking, ill accept your apology, will you accept mine?" You asked reaching for his paw with your other hand slowly allowing him to pull away if wanted/needed. Husk didn't as he held your hand tightly, "can we just rest after this drink? We've all had a shitty day.."Husk said in his usual husky voice. You and angel shared a look before letting out happy snickers and giggles, "definitely, mr.whiskers~" Angel teased in his usual tone. Husk let out a deep groan pulling his paw away "great now the moments ruined" Husk shot back just as playful as Angel. They were happy and so were you, so it worked out well, and you wouldn't change a thing

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matrixbearer2024 · 2 months

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okay hear me out

vox accidentally slips and talks about angel dust like super indirectly he goes like:

Blah blah blah I had a super bad day blah blah blah fuck my life blah blah blah cause val is pissed cause one of his whores- angel I think tried to stand up to him and blah blah blah

and reader is like

wait wait wait ‘tried to stand up to him’? What do u mean? and vox is like trying to make the situation seem not as bad as it looks (he fails epically) and reader gets mad cause how could vox just let his coworker hit his employees??

Muddled Morality

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: Vox ranting and Reader nearly tearing him a new one- I love their dynamic and it's actually really funny for me to write our dear (Y/N)'s on-off confused attraction to the bipedal flatscreen. Like it's so evident that they love this man, but at the same time he does something so stupid it totally shatters the rose-tinted filter he'd got going on. They're already running around in circles at this point with Mr TV head's hesitation to act on his emotions and Reader's absolute obliviousness.

A/N: It gets a little angsty towards the end but they'll be okay soon- I feel like this was just another reality check Vox needed to hear from Reader who wasn't really gonna let his shit slide lmao- anyway, I hope you guys enjoy! As always, happy reading!

Providing the tech overlord with some much needed care was one thing-

But you didn't ever pin him to be a heavy sleeper.

Until now that is.

"Vox. Vox. Wake up. Vox."

You sighed when he made a noise similar to a whine and his arms tightened around you slightly.

You'd be lucky to get out of this now without prying him off you.

Your cuddling session was going extremely well and dandy compared to what you had expected.

It just so happened that after a while, your legs were predictably going numb for staying in the same position for too long.

Not to mention that you were hungry.

"Vooooox. Get uuuuup."

You started to poke at his screen repeatedly when he still didn't react, not caring if it left fingerprints or any marks on the glass.

He deserved it for being so difficult to wake up-

When his screen finally lit up once again to show his face, it kind of took a moment for the overlord to process what was happening.

Especially when he just stared at you wide-eyed and confused before all of a sudden tactlessly shoving you off his lap.

"HEY- WHAT THE HELL DUDE!"

So say he'd gone completely autopilot was probably the understatement of the century.

Vox could barely piece any coherent thoughts together when he noticed what position the both of you were in.

It was way too intimate to merely be friendly in his opinion.

And he didn't even know for how long you both were cuddled up like that.

God could his heart just calm the fuck down?!

You gave up yelling at the overlord when you realized he was kind of spacing out.

He refused to even look at you, just pointedly staring at the floor which for whatever reason seemed more interesting at the time.

What the hell was his problem?!

"A freakin 'thank you' would've been enough you know. Either way, I'm gonna go get something to eat. Do you want anything?"

You rolled your eyes when the overlord just shook his head, you'll bring up some food later for him anyway just in case.

When the door finally shut and you had left-

Vox quickly got up from where he was sitting and started pacing around the room.

He just fell asleep on you right?

It was that and nothing else.

You just comforted him after a stressful day-

That was it.

Just very close and very platonic and friendly cuddling-

"Why, I didn't think you would simply sneak in old chap! That's quite improper of you!"

"YOU MOTHERFUCKING-"

Alastor simply laughed when his rival nearly jumped a foot in the air from his arrival.

It was entertaining seeing the ridiculous picturebox struggle with emotions, all the more when it seemed you were involved in it!

He could easily manipulate you both for entertainment and none would be the wiser.

Besides, struggling with feelings?

They weren't children anymore.

How immature!

"What do you want?"

"Oh I was just checking around the hotel as per usual. By the way, (Y/N) didn't seem to be in the bestest of moods during dinner today. Did you perchance have any part to play in that?"

The radio demon only grinned wider when he saw Vox's expression falter slightly.

Was all that irritation towards him simply for bravado?

This was quite an entertaining exchange indeed!

"Oh fuck off, that's none of your business."

"But it is old friend! I try to ensure the happiness of everyone in the hotel, including your darling dear!"

The flatscreen overlord could see through the bullshit already, but his irritation was already bubbling over into rage.

Alastor just had to get on his nerves as always.

"Don't call them that!"

Vox didn't know why he yelled that retort of all things.

True, he called you a multitude of similar petnames anyway-

But to call you his?

That was just a flat out lie.

And he didn't dare to fool himself into believing it.

"Call them what? Don't tell me a simple nickname is winding you up."

"Quit it Al. I didn't leave Vox alone just so you could come in and antagonize him."

Both overlords suddenly looked to you leaning against the doorframe of your room.

They hadn't noticed your presence in their increasingly heated back and forth.

While you were still a little irritated with your techno companion for ignoring you earlier, you found bigger issues with Alastor just snooping in your room.

Who knows what he could've been doing.

"Charlie's looking for you. So could you kindly get the hell out of my room?"

Alastor merely laughed at your grumpiness, waving you off with his signature grin as he melted back into the shadows.

He had enough playing with you both today, maybe another time.

"Little princess Morningstar isn't really looking for him is she?"

"Nope. But he's definitely one creepy fucker and I wanted him out.

Vox would've laughed at your response if he still didn't feel so awkward.

He just couldn't stop thinking too deeply into the situation you were both in earlier.

"Wanna talk about what happened today? You just zonked out on me a while ago. I didn't think you'd be that tired."

You didn't seem to find any issue with anything though, sitting atop your bed and patting a spot next to you.

And people say he's dense-

"It's been an eventful day, in all the worst possible ways."

Your flatscreen companion eventually sat down next to you and sighed.

He was just overthinking everything.

Might as well try and stay distracted.

"Ah. Valentino again?"

"Hah, if only."

You simply listened to Vox as he went on and ranted about his day.

You were astounded to hear about so many things going wrong in quick succession.

It's like Murphy's law had somehow slapped your techno friend in the face.

'Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.'

Yeah, that seemed pretty accurate.

"Then he stormed my earlier broadcast throwing a fit and bitching about Angel trying to stand up to him-"

Okay, wait.

Hold the fucking phone.

"What do you mean 'trying'?"

Vox's ranting immediately hit the brakes at your question.

He really shouldn't have mentioned that-

Or at least worded it a little differently.

How was he going to explain this to you???

"Doll, you know I mentioned Val doesn't like it when his employees dish out some attitude-"

"And you also mentioned he can be a huge piece of shit. Angel wouldn't lash out unless he was provoked."

You practically had the overlord cornered, your serious gaze was making him squirm.

It was totally different from the gentleness you'd graced him with earlier.

"Vox."

He'd never heard you mention his name that sternly before.

In fact, you were even starting to look a little angry.

Shit.

"(Y/N), what ever happens in the studio is none of my concern-"

"So Angel can't even save himself if Valentino decides to be an abhorrent bastard for the day?! Don't you have fucking cameras everywhere?!"

It was either your words or your pained tone struck a cord in the overlord.

You knew, it was in the way his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed.

He was attempting to do damage control, and you were just not having it.

"You know, he comes back covered in bruises after those shoots sometimes. As far as I'm concerned despite being a pornstar he's really not supposed to!"

Vox didn't know what was genuinely worse.

The fact he'd unintentionally upset you because of his actions-

Or the fact you cared so much about Angel Dust.

He'd never felt any remorse towards the spider back then, only growing annoyed with him for taking so much of Valentino's attention away.

Even now, despite visiting the hotel and getting to know the others better because of you-

He still didn't bother understanding or even sympathizing with anyone's situation aside from you or himself.

He didn't need to.

Then again, was there even a need to at the start with you?

"Why- just- FUCK! Why can't you fucking care Vox?! Why is it just me?!"

It's because I love you.

The overlord merely scowled at you lecturing him.

Those few words he couldn't bring himself to say.

The courage had quickly evaporated when you grew upset at his nonchalance.

Right.

He didn't care.

And still you were the exception.

His guilt only grew when seeing the pain in your eyes.

Vox knew you made friends with most of the hotel's residents.

Save a certain radio demon-

But he wasn't aware to what extent you cared.

You really were too good for him.

Too good to be down here in hell even.

You only grew more irritated at your companion's silence.

Returning his glare with your own as your hands were furiously balled at your sides.

It took all your focus not to start hitting and swinging at his flatscreen head.

Well, he deserved it-

And still you chose not to.

It wasn't like you hated the special treatment from Vox-

Hell, it was flattering and even outright cute sometimes.

But the fact he could so easily turn a blind eye to some issues he had the power to stop-

You wanted to beat some common sense and human decency into this idiot.

The two of you sat in silence for a while until Vox suddenly got up and headed to the window.

You were about to scoff at him running away from the situation until he spoke.

"I'll see what I can do. But I make no promises."

You didn't see his face but his voice was barely above a whisper.

The overlord's tone wavering and uncertain but masked with irritation.

Not that you had any time to reply when your friend was abruptly gone in a bolt of blue electricity.

Possibly already well on his way back to the tower to care for his hellish empire.

Neither of you ever had an argument this explosive since you were alive.

And even then it was because of something stupid you couldn't remember.

But it wasn't so different compared to now.

So why was your heart aching unbearably-?

You shook your head and stormed out of your room.

Fuck it.

You needed a drink.

#hazbin hotel #vox x reader #vox #get off my screen series #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #vox x you #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox x reader

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jahnavisurenda-21 · 2 months

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Hazbin Hotel||Alastor X Reader||Jealousy In Hell? Part 2.

Notice how she is not disturbing the cat who's occupied half the bed? Cat Supremacy. Although dogs are more affectionate.

What does his huge smile say now?

"I don't get nightmares, my dear, in fact, I give them to other people." He once on those days where he comforted you, he whispered.

You never told him, but you are not used to being around deranged, misanthropic people. So, Alastor gave you nightmares as well.

Two days back he found you curled up after coming from a night out crying, and you refused to open up to him which made him worried because you were very open about letting people know how you feel at the moment.

"You are a mess, my dear, care to shed some light on what happened?" Alastor asked, stroking your hair, but all he got was angry sobs and angry punches.

So instead of stressing you out more he put you to sleep, to just let you forget the pain a little.

He stretched his staff thing when Mr. Petenious's egg friends were joyfully walking out, they instantly huddled together.

"What Boss, do you know our boss--"

"Wait which boss are you talking about Mike!" One egg said,

"Wait we have names; do you know we might have acid rain!" One egg screamed,

"Oh, Shit! will our eggshells crack open? Oh god!"

Alastor's eye twitched, "Yeah, about that so when you went to the club what happened to Y/n?"

"Uh she was so happy, with Angel and Charlie then she went somewhere saying it was very stuffy inside."

"Uh, Mike went with her too!" One egg said,

"We don't have names, right?" The one named Mike said,

"Uh after that," Alastor said cutting the banter he found too noisy for his liking.

"She didn't come back after that boss."

"Yeah, Y/n always comes back.'

"She did say that the night was really bad!"

He tried finding out more, but it was absolutely hopeless with those egg creatures. At this point, he couldn't tell if what they were telling were anything more than lies.

His best bet could have been to ask you. But you were resting and if possible, he would like to tear a soul and broadcast it of course, it had to be the right soul.

So, one of those nights, when you had just slipped into your nightwear, he comes in Suddenly, and quickly drags you outside, "Alastor- What-where are you taking me?"

You were teleported outside the cold wind, in some abandoned city. "Alastor, I'm not even dressed properly!" You said in a hushed tone.

"What's that my dear you are cold?" Alastor said, "Here you can take my coat.

Now, that his coat fits you more like robes because of the height, it also blocks out the cold. "Your coat is nice Alastor; it actually suits you!" You said taking some time to admire the coat.

You then looked at him abandoning that brief excitement you asked him again, "Alastor where are we going?"

"My dear, that night you had gone out some sinners dared touch you, and although I'm not too much for physical touch and all you must enlighten me about the perpetrator!"

"Alastor..." You sighed heavily. "I know I'm in hell by choice because a perfect afterlife should involve the people I care about, and I don't have any relatives, or parents I know so... just drop it okay?"

"And what if that happens again?" Alastor whispered, "I only need you to tell me who it is, and I'll take your revenge."

"Alastor it's not one sinner they are like a gang, who exploit people's souls to other powerful overlords who pay them a lot. They got really drunk and found me of everyone..." You didn't continue after that, But Alastor's eyes only grew more intense and darker.

"Do you know who they were?"

You slowly nodded, "Well isn't that great? You just made my work so many times easier now instead of those little egg things."

Alastor said that was enough for the day and he retired you to your bedroom, you asked him if you could give him his coat by the morning, and he just waved his hand in a yes manner.

Two weeks later, you woke up to excited voices in front of your door, they were loud and broke the peaceful morning when your door burst open, and Charlie ran inside.

"OH MY GOD!" OH MY GOD!" "OKAY, I NEED TO BREATHE, BREATHE." Charlie slapped herself,

"Angel! he has something to show you, EVEN ALASTOR'S THERE!"

"Guys calm down what's the ruckus about?"

"Charlie let Y/n at least take a breather, but yeah Y/n this is messed up."

"Messed up in a cool way." Angel corrected.

You had gone downstairs where you saw Alastor smiling more than he usually did,

You grabbed Alastor, he came as though he was anticipating the reaction.

"Whatever the matter my dear."

"Alastor, please don't tell me it's about that case!"

"It's not one dear, I broadcasted the entire gang." Alastor put his hand on your cheek. "Did you really think some petty sinners would really scare me?"

Then Alastor looked at you, "I was a bit startled when you told me that they were dealing with overlords, those chumps could only dream about it, what right now it matters is they are gone. So, take it easy."

You breathed in relief before you felt yourself getting lightheaded and slipped into his arms.

"My dear, how very scared were you? It could've been solved so much earlier if you opened your mouth.

#lovestories #romance #alastor fanfiction #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #alastor x reader #alastor x you #beauty #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel fandom #insomia #alastor fluff #alastor fanart #the radio demon #radio demon #alastor x y/n

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bimobuddy · 25 days

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Storms

Hazbin TK fic

Writing this because there's currently a storm going on that's not supposed to end until 7 pm, and I'm not doing well :)

Lee!Alastor, Ler!Lucifer

Alastor might be ooc

CW: Fear of storms?? Anxiety

Summary: Hell gets a really bad storm, and Alastor isn't as composed as he normally is. When Lucifer finds out the reason why, he decides to put their rivalry aside and help him out.

BOOM

Alastor gripped his cane tightly in his hands, his permanent grin slightly more strained than usual. Wordlessly, he stood up from his seat and made an excuse to Charlie about needing to finish up some scripting for his next broadcast.

He turned and left the lobby, his shoes clicking as he walked down the hall.

CRAAACK!!

His breath caught in his throat as he picked up the pace a little, his ears starting to fold back.

"Heeey, Bambi!" Lucifer called, appearing in front of him. Oblivious to the Radio Demon's distress, he grinned, ready to harass him. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

Alastor gripped his cane so hard he thought he was about to snap it. "Not that it's any of your business, your highness, but I'm heading back to my room." He replied, trying to mask his fear behind his usual smile and sass.

As thunder sounded again, softer this time, more of a rolling sound, Lucifer picked up on Alastor's anxious demeanor. His tail flicked, and his ears were pinned back a little.

The king chuckled, "Oh come on, don't tell me you of all demons are scared of a little-"

BOOOM!!

Lucifer blinked and looked around. Had Alastor disappeared? The light sound of microphone feedback caught his attention, and he turned to see that Alastor hadn't disappeared into shadow, but instead dropped to the floor and hidden under a table in the hall.

Alastor's ears were fully pinned back as he shook and pressed himself back against the wall.

Sensing this was something deeper, Lucifer kneeled down to be eye level with him. "Hey," he started, speaking softly, the same way he had to Charlie when she was a child and scared of the dark, "You're okay, Al. This hotel was built with angelic power, the storm isn't going to break in."

Alastor, eyes wide still, looked up at the king. When Lucifer took a chance and reached a hand out, he was surprised when Alastor took it.

"When I was a child," the demon started, his voice losing its radio filter, "a really bad tornado hit Louisiana. It devastated our town and nearly destroyed my home. I was in the cellar with my mother for hours until we were found."

Lucifer's eyes widened a little bit, as he felt his heart break for the demon. He gave Alastor's hand a gentle, reassuring squeeze. "You know, Charlie used to be afraid of storms too-"

Alastor forced a short laugh. "Wonderful, I'm behaving like a child." He pulled his hand away, and climbed out from under the table, feeling embarrassed for having acted like that in front of his rival. As another boom of thunder sounded, Alastor froze and gripped the table so hard, the wood started to crack and splinter.

Lucifer summoned his wings and wrapped one side around Alastor. "Let me walk you to your room-" Alastor shook his head. "My room is modeled to look like the swamps of Louisiana, I can't-... I can't stay in there during a storm."

"Alright then... My room, come on." He turned and started to guide Alastor in the opposite direction. He folded his wings in and de-summoned them, as to let Alastor retain his dignity when they passed by the lobby again.

As he was being guided, Alastor didn't once argue or complain, much to the surprise of Lucifer. He actually stayed rather close to the king, ears down, forcing himself to take deep breaths.

When they reached Lucifer's room, there was a flash of lightning, causing Alastor to rush in quickly. Seeing Alastor break character so much was very odd and concerning to the king. For as long as he had known the demon, Alastor had the attitude of someone who was untouchable. And now here he was, shaking, and bleating like a scared fawn.

He sighed, feeling bad for him. He remembered when Charlie would come running into his room scared, during a storm. Back then, he would have scooped her up into his lap, and they would have counted the seconds between the flashes of lightning and the cracking of thunder. And when that didn't work, he'd- Oh there's an idea.

"Alastor?" He started, taking his hat off and setting aside. "You wanna know what I used to do with Charlie when she was scared of storms?" He asked with a smile.

The Radio Demon turned to face him. He was still holding onto that smile, but his eyes showed just how distressed he was. He tilted his head.

Lucifer waved him over, sitting down. "I'll show you, sit down." Alastor approached and sat next to him, willing to try anything at this point to calm his nerves. He set his cane aside and let out a surprised fawn squeak when the king just opened his coat. He was obviously wearing a shirt underneath, but he hadn't expected for Lucifer to touch him.

"It was a little game we'd play. You ready?" Before Alastor could question it, he saw another flash of lighting that made him jump. That was Lucifer's cue to start.

He reached forward and started to scritch his claws against Alastor's sides, up and down. The demon let out a startled yelp, and at first Lucifer thought maybe this was a bad idea. But when the host started to chuckle and lean into it, he smiled and continued.

As thunder rolled and boomed overhead, Lucifer slid his hands upward and spidered over his ribs. Alastor doubled over, laughing harder, yet he barely even noticed the loud noise, only able to focus on the tickling.

Playful claws zipped down and vibrated into his hips, and the radio host couldn't help but curl up and fall onto his side, tail wagging. He squeezed his eyes shut and laughed louder, his own hands shooting down to grab Lucifer's, yet he didn't push him away, seeming to be more than okay with this distraction.

The king gave his hips a break and reached up to gently scritch behind his ears. He couldn't stop the fond smile that painted itself across his face once Alastor's loud laughter melted away into staticky giggles.

Lucifer summoned his wings back and again, and wrapped them around Alastor, pressing them against his back. Alastor normally hated touch, but he welcomed this. It was warm, and the gentle, constant pressure against his back was helping with his anxiety, a lot actually.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lucifer plucking one of his own feathers. His cheeks warmed and his ears folded back, but he didn't attempt to escape. He just squeezed his eyes shut again, and allowed the angel to flutter it under his chin.

Alastor burst into surprised giggles, shocked at just how ticklish it was. It definitely didn't feel like a normal feather, it was worse.

Lucifer chuckled, "Yeah, angels feathers, they're much more intense than birds." He saw the window flash, and brought the feather down to Alastor's tummy, pushing his shirt up. Right when the thunder started, he started to flick and flutter the feather against his skin, grinning to himself when Alastor jumped and curled up, laughing, gently batting at the king.

Yet he didn't even notice the storm outside.

#sfw tickling community #tickle community #tickle fic #tickling #hazbin hotel tickle #hazbin tickles #lee!alastor #ler!lucifer

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kamon-of-hope · 3 months

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Event: Valentine's day

*The screen turns on to show a fat man in a suit.*

"Hello everyone! My name is Suzuki Moka. You may know me best as the manager of Kibō no Kamon. If not, then it's nice to meet you all. In any case, Happy Valentine's day! To celebrate this wonderful day of love and affection, the boys will be holding a concert for all to see and hear! But that's not all! We'll also be holding a special Valentine lottery! That's right! 5 of you lucky fans and audience members will be to win a date with one of the boys! This is how it works: Upon arriving at the concert, you'll be ask to give your name and age before getting your ticket to attend the show. Your name will be written down on a slip of paper and placed into our lottery box. Once the shows over, your name will be pulled from the box and you will be able to draw the name of the boy you'll get to have a date with. Isn't that great!?"

"Some ground rules though. This is a lottery, meaning when I pick out your name, the name of the band member you'll date is random. So don't be too upset if you didn't get the one you want. Also, the boys has every right to want to call off the date if they are either not feeling well or feeling uncomfortable in any way. And one last warning. Should you dare harm my boys in any way, there will be hell to pay. I will see to it that you will pay for what you've done myself. I swear it. I believe that's everything. See you at the show." *The screen changes and shows the date and time of the concert. Sounds like a fun time, warning aside. Do you wish to test your luck?*

@tricks-and-titillating-treats @hopes-memorial @ult-aikido-princess @xxcottoncandybitchxx @fall-of-eden @master-detective-archives @a-house-divided @lxttle-mxss-perfect @kaeder-flohwalzer @low-activity-side-characters @ask-ultimate-fashionista @digital-painting @the-real-natsumi-kuzuryuu @the-real-junko-enoshima @c-o-r-e @bad-ending-cards @old-project-ultimate-children @slutty-spider-polka-pop(Overlord!Angel) @smiling-cervidae(Fem!Alastor) @sinistersmiles

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deadlyashesart · 27 days

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Alastor's disappearance (Part 1)

Part 1 of a fanfiction I'm writing! There's not enough Rosie angst in this world so I have to do it myself. I've never written fanfiction before, by the way. Don't hurt me if it's bad LOL. I wanted to post this on AO3 but realized I didn't have an AO3 account and they said it might take me till April to get one and I don't wanna wait...

Based on a post I made yesterday.

Part 2

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It had been five months since Rosie had last seen her dear friend, Alastor. This wasn’t too out of the ordinary coming from the Radio Demon, but something deep in Rosie’s gut told her something was gravely wrong. Despite this, she had a colony filled with cannibals to feed, and couldn’t waste her time worrying about something as simple as a ‘gut feeling’.

Rosie sat at the front desk of Franklin and Rosie’s Emporium. It was a beautiful day—at least as beautiful as it got in Hell—and the emporium was packed. Rosie was aiding a customer, unaware her business partner was standing right behind her.

Franklin leaned in close. “Rosie, I believe you should step aside with me for a moment,” she whispered.

Rosie paused, turning her head slightly before bringing her attention back to the customer on the other side of the counter. “Mrs. Odette, I’m so sorry, but I must cut our consultation short. I insist you take my card and come back soon!” she said politely, handing the fellow cannibal her business card before waving a hand, gesturing for her to leave.

Rosie followed Franklin away from the crowd, every so often glancing back at the long line that waited for her return. “What is it, my dear? I’m quite busy.”

“It’s about Alastor. He’s gone missing,” Franklin answered abruptly. She spoke quietly as if exchanging top-secret information.

Rosie laughed, waving her hand dismissively. “Oh darling, don’t be so ridiculous!”

“I’m not! Everyone’s talking about it. He hasn’t been seen anywhere, and his radio show hasn’t been updated in weeks! You, of all people, should know how much he loves that show, he wouldn’t miss a day, at least without telling anyone!” Franklin went silent, and a thought crept into her head. “Oh, I wonder if he’s been killed..!”

Rosie’s eyebrows furrowed in worry. After a moment of thought, she spoke, “I’m sure he’s fine, darling.”

“I see… Very well then, I just wanted to let you know. I’m aware you two are very good friends.”

“Yes, and I’m certain he’s quite alright. He’s most likely just taking a break from the radio scene!” Rosie replied, knowing deep down that even she didn’t believe a word she was saying. “Besides, if he was killed, the murderer would’ve made a big show about taking down the mighty Radio Demon, would they not? As far as I know, that hasn’t happened yet!”

Franklin nodded softly. “You’re right, you’re right… If that had happened, we’d have something a lot worse to worry about.”

“Correct. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a job to attend to.” Rosie curtsied as a gesture of farewell before returning to the front desk of the emporium.

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Later that night, Rosie tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep. She couldn’t stop worrying about Alastor, just the thought of him brought an ache in her chest. After a while of fighting with her internal dialogue back and forth, she groaned in defeat. She sat up and reached for the small radio that was on her bedside table, a gift from Alastor to show his appreciation towards her. Her hands fiddled with the dials as she turned the frequency to Alastor’s radio show; There was nothing but static.

Rosie sighed, unsure why she thought that would work. He didn’t even broadcast this late at night. She was desperate. All she wanted to hear was her dear friend’s voice, so she could know he was alright, know if he was hurt, know if he was alive. She silently cursed Franklin’s name, frustrated with her putting the thought of Alastor’s death in her mind.

Rosie didn’t get any sleep that night. Or the next night, or the next.

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A few weeks passed, and she didn't get better. Franklin walked up to Rosie, handing her a cup of fresh coffee. “You look like hell, darling. Have you been getting any sleep?”

Rosie sat down on the couch, exhausted from her terrible sleep schedule. She took a huge sip of coffee, but that didn’t do much. “I’m fine, Franklin… I just… Would you mind taking the morning shift today?” She brought a hand to her head, feeling slightly lightheaded.

“Okay, I can do that! But you’re obviously not fine, dear. The bags under your eyes have gotten worse, this isn’t like you!”

Rosie’s eyes drifted toward the radio that was placed on the coffee table in front of her, and Franklin immediately connected the dots. “Oh, my dear, is this about Alastor’s disappearance?”

Rosie did not respond. Franklin sighed. She sat down next to her and slowly pulled her into a hug, and she could feel Rosie shiver as a lump caught in her throat.

“I don’t know where he could’ve gone… Maybe he is dead, Franklin,” Rosie mumbled, burying her face in her friend’s shoulder. “I don’t want to cry, I don't want to worry. He’d probably laugh if I did, but… Fuck, I miss him.”

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#radiorose #platonic radiorose #alastor and rosie #rosie and alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin rosie #hurt/comfort #angst

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jinkiezzsstuff · 2 months

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Omg the x transmigrated reader was AWESOME.

I absolutely love it , thank you so much for doing it!

I didn't mind the wait really, you have your own life and thing's to do ! (⁠~⁠‾⁠▿⁠‾⁠)⁠~

Would you mind doing a part 2? Meeting Lucifer and the angels maybe. (Adam,lute etc.. when charlie went to heaven.)

Do I need to describe the reader?? You can leave it blank as " h/c " "e/c" ( h/c meaning hair color and e/c meaning eye color. )

Have a good day and don't stress yourself 〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

Hiya! I’m so glad you enjoyed it! I can absolutely do a part two!! I feel I owe it to you since the last one is so short but i’m really glad it’s whatcha wanted :) hopefully i also do this one justice

Characters present: Charlie; Vaggie; Nifty; Alastor; Husk; Lucifer; Adam; Lute; Sera; Emily (With the focus being on mainly Charlie; Vaggie; Lucifer; Lute; Adam; Sera and emily)

Part 1

Summary: You’ve spent about a week in hell and easily fell into place and routine. It was like a cheat code for life knowing everything that came next, and you made it your mission to meet the angels with Charlie

Warnings: Male Reader, Male pronouns, reader is a goat, implied to be tall, POSSIBLY OOC angels, reader kinda flirted with lute? i couldn’t help it love her teehee, loosely follows plotline but could be holes, cussing, possibly rushed because dude i was literally obsessed with the idea i needed to get it out, let me know if i missed anything! oh and not proofread so sorry luvs xx

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“Couldn’t you just use you magic to bring these in Al?” You grunted setting the last box of supplies down. Alastor hummed flatly, shrugging his shoulders. “It’s more entertaining watching you lug those boxes up all those stairs!”

You gave him cut eye as he laughs, snapping his fingers disappearing to, god only knows where. Taking out a pad and pen from your back pocket, you wrote down all the stock you bought from the store- per Charlie’s request. As you did so your ear twitched picking up the faint sound of tiny pit pats from a certain cherry haired cyclops running around manically.

It wasn’t long before she came barrelling into the kitchen, you however were too occupied to mind her; staying bent over the kitchen counter writing all that you had bought. Nifty without asking, scaled your body, gripping your (h/c) hair and deeply inhaling. Looking up from the paper your hand ceased its writing in shock and confusion.

“Nif, what in the great fuck are you doin?” You asked in disbelief, she only cackled muttering to herself about bad boys and bad… bugs? “Hey can you do me a favour stabby?” You ask grabbing her gently off the nape of your neck and plopping her down below.

She stood at attention, hand in salute before shouting; “Sir yes sir!” You clapped your hands together huffing out a laugh. “Alright, good energy, would you mind helping me out by putting these things away. It’s all food for our patrons and stuff, i gotta go find Charlie and tell her what we couldn’t and could get.”

Nifty once again saluted before zipping around you in a blur. Cautiously you walked off trying to avoid the little speed demon as she zoomed around the kitchen. Once in the lobby you noticed, well a lot, the whole room was decorated, and there hung a banner with ‘welcum home daddy’, which you knew what that meant.

A little pep put in your step you trotted up to Husk at the bar. “Want a drink?” He immediately asked, looking over at you as soon as you got within reaching distance of the bar. You shook your head. “Nah, I wanted to ask if you know where Charlie was? It’s about stock, and i’ve got left over cash,”

Humming the cat shook his head eyebrows raised high. “Good luck with that one kid, she’s up there tryna convince the king to get her into heaven. You could try though, lord knows you will anyway.”

Although his voice was bored and tired, face looking as though he’d just been through hell. Thankfully he grinned at you calming the insecure thoughts that unwelcomingly entered your mind about him being annoyed at your appearance. Perhaps if it was your old life you wouldn’t have cared, but these characters, sinners, people, they were cherishable to you in a indescribable way, and you didn’t want them disliking you.

And that could be arguably unhealthy, but you saw a demon with the head of a chair carrying around their partner -you think?, it’s safe to assume you don’t have to worry about mental wellness and emotional instability or healthy decision making; it’s hell duh.

After waving goodbye to Husk you trotted up the stairs, hooves pounding against the wood a noise you’d recently gotten used to. As you stepped down the hall you wondered if Alastor had already threatened Husk, it would make sense as to why he disappeared while you unboxed, and why Husk seemed so down and out.

You tried to ignore how upset that made you, but realistically you weren’t any match for Al, you may be knowledgeable about the future, but that made you far from immortal or combat savvy. You had to be a little more calculated with situations like that.

Recognizing the voices of Vaggie, Charlie and Lucifer in the distance, you excitedly sped up. Eyes locked on the balcony door, you breathed deeply not wanting to look like a babbling fan boy over the king of hell.

Standing up straight you opened the balcony door, effectively stopping Lucifers railing rant as he hung himself over the edge. “Oh my gosh! This is him, dad! The guy i told you about, dad this is YN, YN, my dad: Lucifer!” Charlie exclaimed happily pushing the king of hell toward you.

His face was turned up in disgust, but you were too enthralled to care, instead you gave him an easy smile sticking out your hand. “It’s so nice to meet you Lucifer, and I apologize Charlie for barging in and interrupting; I came to tell you about to produce I bought.”

Lucifer took your hand shaking it firmly, slowly a smiled appeared. “Ah well, well, uh, you… i mean look at you! You’re huge huh, uh i’ve never seen a goat in hell! Aha, y’know, aside from… me.” Lucifer trailed, pitch raising and dropping rapidly as he observed your looming presence.

Charlie discreetly nudged her father for being so blunt, but you shrugged it off deciding to sway the conversation slightly. “So I just got back from the store, I got everything we needed for the hotel, food wise, aside from toilet paper, Niftys putting everything away. The only thing i didn’t restock was liquor, let’s let Alastor handle that one.”

Vaggie humphed, giving a rare approving smile and nod, involving herself in the conversation after being casted aside to herself. “It’s nice having someone actually spend the money on stuff we ask for.” Charlie tsked at her before focusing back on you and her dad.

“What do you think of this hotel?” Lucifer asked skeptically circling you. Charlie shook her head at her fathers antics but said nothing. “I think it’s possible, why shouldn’t it be.” You say, giving Charlie a sharped tooth smile. Lucifer put his finger and thumb under his chin, he hummed at you, look back at Charlie but he seemed to be elsewhere.

“I think we need a good word in, and some good marketing. No one likes a commercial or ad, y’know.” You add trying to sway Lucifers contemplative thinking into believing in her. After all you don’t think you could do another musical number.

Sighing and lurching forward, Lucifer smiled back at you then to Charlie.

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You waited in the lobby checking your watch occasionally, impatiently waiting for Charlie and Vaggie to meet you. You spent a good deal of time talking to Charlie and Vaggie about the things they could say to the angels that you ended up being invited along for the trip. Charlie’s reasonings were that you were a good example of a goodness in hell, which you could agree with but part of that was because you may have not belong.

Needless to say that admittedly was not how you saw yourself weaselling your way into the venture, but eh, didn’t matter to you. You had one of your freshest suits on, compliments of Alastor, your hair styled perfectly after much fighting for the proper look you were seeing angels after all, cologne freshly spritzed and wafting off your body; you felt excited and your readiness reflected that.

Lucifer entered the lobby with a poof, being the one to conjure the portal to heaven. Smiling at him, he returned it and strolled his way to you, swinging his cane. Slamming it down he leaned forward supporting himself with the apple handled of said cane.

Sniffing the air almost comically he hummed approvingly. “That smells, so fucking good!” The exclaimation went straight to your ego immediately feeling better about your decisions with frangrance choice. “Thank you, it’s one similar to my favourites when i was alive.”

Lucifer nodded looking up at you, you could see vulnerability in his eyes briefly before his eyes darted away. “Can you do me a solid? Please,” Lucifer asked quietly stretching upward toward you. Hands in your pants pockets you leaned over just slightly as to not disrespect him and his height, but to get a little closer to him. “Protect Charlie, and Maggie-“

“Vaggie.” You correct quietly. The king shook his head hand coming upward. “Yeah her- anyways, please while your there use your frightening, uh, form, to keep her safe please. I can’t go up there and I’m loosing my mind with worry!”

Lucifer grabbed the rim of his hat pulling it over his face as he stressed no doubt catastrophizing things slightly. “Don’t worry Luce, from goat man to goat man, i got you. Charlie is pretty bright and i do believe she’s got this in the bag. I’m glad you could give her this opportunity as well, i know it’s hard. Good job.” You praised clapping Lucifer on the back, he looked up at you a fog seemingly cleared from his mind.

He thanked you with a new look in his eyes, appreciation for your words was definitely evident in them as well. Without further ado, Charlie came skipping down the stairs, Vaggie way less excited than her girlfriend but that’s understandable. Things always got worse before they got better and it’s not different for Vaggies fallen angel situation.

After a few short hours of travel, another musical introduction, you’d finally got to the place you would be staying. You lingered in the hall, waiting for Charlie to skip on out, maybe you could lessen the brunt for Vaggie. For you it was a show playing out, but for her, momentarily her world will feel crushed and confused and you didn’t want someone you could relate with going through such a thing.

Watching as the door swung open, you backed off into the shadows hoping you wouldn’t notice you, and once she was out of sight you knocked on their door. Opening the door, Vaggie stood there meek and shy looking, and gazing behind her you knew why.

There stood Lute and Adam tall and sharp. “Ouu a throuple interesting.” Adam says slyly smiling, Vaggie visibly cringed at that. “Who the fuck is this guy now!” Lute exclaimed grabbing at Vaggie.

Adam scoffed at Lute muttering at her to chill the fuck out, and thankfully she did stepping off from her attack position. “I came to see how Vaggies doing, who’re you?” You asked faux confusion feeling bubbles of excitement in your stomach, mischief brewing in your mind. “Uh duh, Adam the first fucking man, shit what’s with you losers.”

Adam was clearly pissed off, at your invasion but you didn’t intend to back off, instead you walked in beside Vaggie. You don’t remember them just appearing in the room when you were watching the show, but perhaps your mind is confused a bit.

It’s been awhile since you got here. “I, you filthy demon, am Lute,” You interrupted her finger pointed her way. “As in short for lieutenant?” Adam snickered and Vaggie pulled at you. “Please leave they, we, have to have a talk.” Looking towards Adam, Lute and then Vaggie, you decided the best thing to do was let it all play out.

With a prompt nod you turned to the door. “I’ll wait outside then.” Adam pushed Vaggie away from the door, he grabbed it and pointed a finger at you. “I won’t lie dude, you look fucking sick, hard shit, but next time you look at me fucking sideways, i will rock your shit. I am the literal MAN.” Slamming the door in your face you were greeted with silence.

Well for a moment. You could begin to hear Adam compliment your form toward Lute, saying they needed “horns like that” because they were “way more wicked”. It did strike your ego ever so slightly, in a way you suppose you and Adam could get along. You did enjoy guitar, and you wouldn’t mind knocking him down a peg for a little enjoyment. Plus, he lost his first loves literally made solely for him, you could sympathize with that heartbreak and how it changes you.

You weren’t shocked to hear the point of the conversation turn manipulative, as Adam threatened to tell Charlie that Vaggie was a fallen. You knew all their backstories though, you knew how this would go, so it almost felt fake pretending. It’s not that you didn’t feel for the emotions they felt because you truly did, you just new how momentarily it would be in the grand schemes of things.

The only problem seemed to be, when the show ends, do you end too? Would you then suddenly thrusted out of this world, become a part of it? You weren’t sure you wanted to think about that.

Hearing the door open, your head slowly and lazily swayed toward the sound watching Adam exit the room with Lute, only to have the door slammed on their heels. “Pft, on the rag.” Adam muttered hands on his hips, then his eyes travelled towards you. “The fuck are you doing, spying around?” Lute accused eyes hard as they lassered into your soul.

Your mouth shrugged and you shook your head no. Lute however didn’t let up stepped up to you making you cast your eyes down to her. You smiled mischievously at her, it was so cool seeing her yellow eyes stare into your (e/c) ones for real, not just some 2D colours on LEDs.

“I can smell the filth from a mile away. Whatever you and that antichrist have planned i will not stop until i sniff it out.” Lute gritted out angrily, Adam sticking up the bird in the background. Scoffing you shook your head. “Whatever pretty thing, i mean no harm,” You put your hands up defensively before continuing. “I only come for business. Trust, I and especially Charlie mean no harm. Heh, and i think you know Vaggies innocent.”

Lutes mouth hung open as Adam ‘aha’d pointing a finger out you. “You fucking freak! You were spying. Pound it.” Adam at first screamed than calmed down a coy smile present on his face. Lute groaned frustratingly at Adam. “We will fucking end you filthy sinners. We need to go!” Lute called as she walked away, Adam shrugged a cup materializing from nowhere for him to suck down.

Grinning you called out to Lute as she walked away. “Love you too sugar! See you in court.” You twiddled your fingers in their direction the two of them glanced back at your voice. Adam kept yapping to Lute but she was too busy sulking to herself.

You expected to be actually hit by one of them by now, maybe it was because you were in heaven that they couldn’t, or maybe Lucifer was right, you just looked frightening. Although you didn’t see what he saw, in your opinion you just looked slightly different.

Who knows though. Your whole worlds flipped upside down.

Walking aimlessly around the holy fortress you eyed everything around you and worried not about angels; most of them ran or avoided you. After all you were maybe the scariest outside of Adam with his mask.

Your eyes locked on an angel with dark skin and lavender hair. “Emily.” You accidentally say aloud, you grimaced watching her turn to you, and look up in awe. “Woah! You must be Charlie’s friend!” She exclaimed happily fluttering over to you. “Uh, yeah, YN, nice to meet you Emily. Sorry I went straight to the rooms i promised to unload things for Vaggie and Charlie so they wouldn’t stress themselves. I didn’t mean to ignore.” You say watching as he nodded along fully attentive.

“Oh that’s fine! I was so excited and distracted by Charlie and everything I barely noticed i’m sorry,” She trailed finger to her lip, she now realized that didn’t sound as good aloud as it did in her head. You brushed it off telling her it was fine. “I hope i don’t scare you, i’m used to myself but all these angels seem a little… disturbed.” You explained.

You weren’t gonna lie the looks you’ve been getting are what fueled the rush to get things over with, so you could get back to more welcoming eyes, well welcoming as they can be. It felt awful to be the centre of attention that was negative especially since you already really didn’t belong to this world.

“Oh no! You’re totally fine! I mean you are intimidating but if what Charlie said is true you’re a great man- uh, goat?” You laughed a genuine boastful laugh at her comment. “Yeah, goat man is good. Thank you Em, i appreciate it.” Her wings fluttered hands clapping rapidly. “I love when my nickname gets used!”

“Emily,” A warm voice spoke, approaching the space you took up in the communal space you were in. “We have to prepare, court is going to be in session soon.” Sera said placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. You met Sera’s eyes and immediately she looked as if she was pushed slightly, the hand not resting on Emily’s shoulder rushed up to her head.

Coming to herself she harshly questioned you. “What, and who are you?” A little taken aback by such a intro, you stuttered and stalled for the first time since being here. Most things flowed naturally but now it seemed something was, wrong.

“Sera! This is Charlie’s friend, the one accompanying them, the good one.” Emily whispered the last part to Sera who didn’t let up her seering gaze. “You don’t look like you belong here.”

Your blood ran cold at that sentence, what Emily assumed was a simple statement of your appearance to you was more of an acknowledgment. One that was specifically for you to understand that she knew. There was no mistaking it in her eyes either, it was like she was telepathically telling you that the gig was up.

Clearing your throat you nod once in finality. “Well, uh, let’s get to court hm?”

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LIGHT-BRINGER CONCLUSION!!

“You Wouldn't Look Half-Bad, Half-Angel!"

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Act 4, Scene 4--

"You Wouldn't Look Half-Bad, Half-Angel!"

[Hell. LILITH's heels click as she walks down the stairs. LUCIFER, CHARLIE, VAGGIE, ALASTOR, and NIFTY turn as she approaches the group gathered in the Lobby.]

CHARLIE: Mom, you're awake!

LILITH: Has he returned?

LUCIFER: No.

CHARLIE: You knew?

VAGGIE: What else aren't you telling us?

LILITH: He will be back, dear, I assure you.

LUCIFER: When?

LILITH: It's up to him. I'm sure we will be well aware of his return, so...

ALASTOR: So?

LILITH: So– we should focus our attention on something more productive than sitting here huddling in a corner. We have spent the past millenia waiting! I am tired of waiting for them to do the damn thing.

ALASTOR: I agree Lilith! There's no point in waiting for the end times, we could bring them ourselves!

NIFTY: YEAH!

LILITH: [A moment of "bitch tf,"] Unfortunately, Alastor, the timeframe of Uri's return is within his own hands. I've done all I can do. But–

[LUCIFER looks to her with panic–she stops.]

ALASTOR: Ouu! He's baaack!

[The handle of the front door turns–a slender black hand guides the door forward. A golden-orange glow comes from the other side. We see the silhouette of demonic horns, lit by the glow of URIEL's wings. There's a collective gasp at his new appearance. Red horns, a matching tail. He's holding his own "Grimore"–the book he and LILITH have. He has a blank expression, he's been having a rough time since we last saw him.]

LUCIFER: Uri?

VAGGIE: Woah, are you okay?

LILITH: What happened!?

CHARLIE: [Guiding him to a seat] Here you can sit–do you need anything?

VAGGIE: We can get you something to drink, some food...

URIEL: It's alright–I don't need anything–

LILITH: [Making way for herself and LUCIFER,] Let me see you, oh my–

LUCIFER: Lil, maybe just back off a bit–

URIEL: Mom, please–!

[ALASTOR watches with NIFTY perched on his head. VAGGIE backs off, sensing URIEL's unease. CHARLIE does too–pulling LILITH away to give him some breathing room. URIEL sits with his head in his hands on the sofa, LUCIFER kneels before him. The others watch, unable to look away, still feeling like they're intruding.]

URIEL: I'm sorry–

LUCIFER: We're not mad, kiddo.

URIEL: I didn't mean to. [Beat.} I didn't mean to...I had to–

LUCIFER: [Gets in closer, giving some reassurance–breaking URIEL from his spiral.] I know. How're you really holding up?

[URIEL peeks at the group, not giving an answer before LILITH breaks away from CHARLIE, going by LUCIFER's side.]

LILITH: What happened, Uri?

URIEL: [Beat.] There was a guard.

VAGGIE: Oh, shit.

URIEL: On my balcony.

.CHARLIE: A guard? Why?

URIEL: Because I was made by these two [Re: LUCIFER and LILITH.] So, Heaven doesn't trust me to be here. Or be on Earth. Or really just "be...."

LILITH: And?

URIEL: I needed to leave Heaven.

LUCIFER: So you...?

CHARLIE: What did you do?

ALASTOR: AHAHA! Now this will be interesting!

NIFTY: Oooohhohohohohuu!!

[URIEL rolls his eyes, a growl sighing out.]

NIFTY: He's even more of a bad boy!

CHARLIE: [To URIEL:] Who was it–?

URIEL: –An exorcist.

VAGGIE: Wait, who?

URIEL: One of Lute's a-hole, top-shit, dickbag officers. And they aren't dead just out of commission–

ALASTOR: Oh, understood! Now–do tell me, is this new appearance change of yours intentional? I do say it looks like quite the improvement, maybe if we got you to smile, you wouldn't look half-bad, Half-Angel!

URIEL: Well, actually–

LILITH: That part we did expect–

CHARLIE: You did?

LUCIFER: We did?

LILITH: We did.

URIEL: [Hands the book to LUCIFER.] More or less... it's all there.

VAGGIE: Woah...

CHARLIE: Is that why you didn't want to go back? Because of this? Uri, I need you to know–I wouldn't have made you go back to Heaven if you didn't want to, ever! I hope you didn't feel like I wasn't happy to meet you–it was–is–a lot to take in. I just hope you'll let us try to make things right–for all our sakes.

URIEL: Thanks, Charlie.

[URIEL smiles, surrounded by the group. He sits between CHARLIE and VAGGIE on one side, and LUCIFER and LILITH on his other.]

VAGGIE: I need to be honest, you're handling this better than I was when I fell.

[VAGGIE goes to the bar, grabbing a bottle of wine. While she's there, she does a headcount, realizing she doesn't have enough glasses to give to everyone.]

URIEL: Aw, thanks!! I've had 10,000 years to prepare.

LUCIFER: Only if you're sure you are okay–

URIEL: I'm fine, really. [He's trying to play it off:] The pain stopped before I got here, besides I got way worse from sparring at home! Oh–

VAGGIE: It takes a while. You'll get used to it.

[Beat.] URIEL is notably more introspective–at this moment–the reality of his situation hitting like a semi-truck. VAGGIE returns to the couch, with three wine flutes and a bottle of red wine.]

ALASTOR: Well–I believe wine glasses were an oversight of our little Hotel renovation! Say, Nifty, care to join me on a few errands today?

NIFTY: Sure! [She waves flirtingly at URIEL,] Goodbye–eheh--I'll see you tonight~

[He just kinda smiles awkwardly–not knowing what to do, or what that means. ALASTOR and NIFTY exit with gleeful giggling. URIEL begins again, after the door closes, ending the laughing.]

URIEL: Right–anyway–I did want to show you something. So, after I dealt with the guard, I went to the Grand Library–[URIEL opens his book onto the tabletop. VAGGIE hands out glasses of wine.] –Thanks.

CHARLIE: The Library? Why? [Re: VAGGIE giving wine.] Thanks, You.

[VAGGIE offers the final glass to LUCIFER, who snaps his fingers, materializing a glass in each hand, already full–he hands one to LILITH. He grins at VAGGIE who shakes her head at "His Royal Smugness."]

LUCIFER: That's not exactly playing it safe, Uri.

URIEL: Yeah, well, I'm a big kid–and it doesn't matter. Before I got to it, Lute found me. Get this: she said that the ending of the book had disappeared right after Adam's death. So...

VAGGIE: So? It's Lute–she's probably lying.

URIEL: So–that's when she sent Mom back when she did–that's when she sent me down here!

CHARLIE: So?

URIEL: So–the hotel is changing things in Heaven!

CHARLIE: Holy shit! That's great! Maybe they'll listen to us now!

URIEL: Charlie–can you honestly tell me of a time that Heaven actually listened to anyone here right now?

CHARLIE: I–uh–no, not really. What about Emily!? She seemed like she might--maybe--listen, someday...

URIEL: Charlie, I have spent a millenia trying to make someone in Heaven understand, to make them all actually listen–they aren't going to. But now–even Sera can't deny it–Heaven is losing control!

LUCIFER: Do you think we're in danger? Are they going to send someone after you again?

CHARLIE: Whaat, noooo!

URIEL: Uhh–

LILITH: Yes.

URIEL: Yeeeeaaah, probably. Big things are beginning to happen up there, and they aren't the ones causing it., it's scaring them. [To CHARLIE:] But you need to be careful–I doubt they'd treat you with the same kindness they showed me all these years after my [Airquotes:] "stunt"–

VAGGIE: We've fought them before, we'll do it again if we have to.

CHARLIE: We can protect ourselves, but I don't want to lose anyone else after Pentious.

URIEL: I won't let it come to that, you have my word, Charlie. I won't put you guys in danger. You've all done your time in the battle against Heaven, now I... [Beat.] If my being at the Hotel will put you in harm's way, I can find somewhere else to stay. Would I be able to get my stuff? I left it upstairs–

CHARLIE: Uri–! Please, don't feel like you have to leave. And Husk is making everyone dinner, we're just waiting on Angel to get back

VAGGIE: Yeah, it's not like you have any competition–we have plenty of rooms. Not many sinners want to stay at ground zero of the extermination.

LILITH: Oh well I can help with that–

CHARLIE: Really?!!

LILITH: Of course, dear.

CHARLIE: I am! You and Mom can stay here, at the Hotel, it'll be great. We can all live together, like a big family! [She squeezes VAGGIE, holding her around the waist.]

URIEL: [Beat.] Really?

CHARLIE: Wouldn't that be great? Just like on Earth, we could have game night! Ah!! We could have a karaoke family game night! And we could sing, and hold hands, what else do families do?

URIEL: I forgot. You haven't been to Earth yourself yet, have you?

CHARLIE: No, not personally. I've heard some good reviews though!

URIEL: Really, from people here?

CHARLIE: No.

URIEL: Ah. [Beat.] I guess that's what I could do once you guys kick me out. Go to Earth?

VAGGIE: Absolutely not!

URIEL: What? Why not?

VAGGIE: I forbid it.

URIEL: You do?

CHARLIE: She does.

LUCIFER: [RE: LILTH] So does she.

LILITH: What? I spent far too long waiting to get back here with you–no way I will be letting my baby boy out of my sight again.

URIEL: I'm like 10,000 years old.

LILITH: And you were still "like 10,000" seven years ago, and I still don't care, dear.

URIEL: Aw.

LUCIFER: Besides, we made a deal.

VAGGIE, CHARLIE, LILITH: You what?

URIEL: --You can't say it like that, Dad. He wanted me to play piano for him, and then I said he'd have to teach me to play the violin–it's stupid. I was drunk, and he was...Dad.

LUCIFER: Hey!

URIEL: Hey. [URIEL beams a smile to LUCIFER. Now to CHARLIE:] That wouldn't even take super long, I could be out of your hair tonight if you change your mind...

CHARLIE: [Beat.] Stay for as long as you want.

[URIEL hesitates and decides not to speak–smiling and taking a small sip of his wine as the lights fade to blackout.]

THE END OF "LIGHT-BRINGER"

TO BE CONTINUED...

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doe-eyed-fool · 12 days

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Fallen {Chapter Twenty Six}

Alastor x (Fem)Reader

It had been a few weeks after that wonderful day. Alastor and I had decided to keep our new relationship just between us for now. This all happened so suddenly, we were still trying to catch up ourselves. We didn't think we wanted everyone to know so soon.

Or anyone else at that, especially the overlords of Hell. If they knew, it could bring trouble to both me and Alastor. So for now until further notice, this relationship would be our little secret.

Though, Alastor found it hard to contain himself. He was around me before, but now, he was practically tied to my hip. He would always stand so close to me around the other, and when no one was paying attention, he'd let his hand rest on my lower back comfortingly. Aside from little things like that, we wouldn't make much effort to be so publicly affectionate.

However, when it was just the two of us. Things couldn't have been sweeter. Alastor would always have his hands on mine, holding me close, which would turn into a slow dance between us.

Alastor would have loved nothing more to announce to all of Hell, his love for me proudly. But knew better than to do something so impulsive. So he kept his love private, and just for me.

I wasn't any better. I slowly grew more and more use to being in a relationship again, and I couldn't be happier. I had hoped I didn't come off as too clingy whenever I was around Alastor, though, he's never said anything about it. If anything, he welcomed it.

I was so touched to know he trusted me enough to be so intimate with him. He never once rejected my touch, as he would for a stranger.

I trusted him as well. To never betray my love, to never hurt me. And so far, he's been nothing but loyal and true to his word.

"Y/n? I have a question for you." Alastor says as he turns away from his radio set up. "Yes?" I ask, approaching him. Alastor rests his hands on my hips, a kind smiling forming on his lips. "I know this might come off as sudden or improper but...How would you feel about moving in with me?"

"Move in with you?" I repeat. "You want me to move in with you?" I couldn't help but smile. "I do." Alastor hums swaying me slightly, in an almost waltz fashion. I giggle. "If you wouldn't mind it, I would be happy to."

"Oh, my darling." Alastor pulls me closer to him. "Of course I don't mind. I'll have whatever you need moved right away."

"I just have one request." I tell him. "What's that?" Alastor asks. "Make sure your shadow friends respect my privacy." I say jokingly. I had gotten the chance to become familiar with Alastor's shadow, and learning there were plenty more shadows and minions creeping around unseen. Ready to be summoned at any moment by their master.

Alastor chuckles. "Noted."

"Good." I say before resting my head on his chest. I then let out a light sigh. "Is something the matter?" Alastor gazed down at me with a questioning look. "Just thinking..." I mutter. "About what?" Asked Alastor. I take a moment before answering.

"How I wished it was you I met when I was alive, instead of him..."

Alastor hums. "I don't think you'd want that. I wasn't a good man, you know. I believe I've told you of my hobbies in my living days."

"I guess." I shrug. "Would I have been one of those unfortunate souls you enjoyed hunting?" Alastor takes my chin with his fingers, and gently made me face up at him. "I would have perused you, yes...But not for the reasons you're thinking." I let out an airy laugh. "How romantic."

"I am an expert at it, after all." Alastor says jokingly. "You're not too bad." I start. "You're treating me quite well, for someone who's never been in a relationship before."

"Well, I feel it's common sense to treat your partner with love and respect." Alastor chuckles.

"A lot of people don't know that." I say. "Thankfully, I managed to find someone who does. Even if he is a murderous, cannibalistic, demon from hell."

"It can't get much better than that." Alastor adds with a smirk. I laugh. "No, I don't think it does."

Later that day, Alastor had did as he promised and moved my stuff to his home. It was rather easy, considering he could do it with just a snap of his fingers. I was happy to start living with Alastor. I'd always be with him now, I'd get to see him everyday. And I didn't have to hide my true appearance anymore.

At least not while I was staying there. Leaving the house and going to the hotel was a different story.

I removed my necklace and looked into the mirror. It's been a minute since I've seen my real self. As I transformed, a few of my feathers fell from my wings. "Again?" I ask myself. I run my hands through my wings, a few more fell out into my grasp. "What is going on?" I mutter.

Alastor then walked into the room. "Hello, my baby!" He greeted me in a sing-song fashion. He then noticed the confused, and slightly concerned, look on my face. "Is something wrong?" He asks, approaching me.

"My feathers are falling out." I answer, showing him the few feathers in my hand. He took one and examined it. "How odd. Do angels molt?" He asks. I shake my head. "No. Maybe...it's stress? But, what could I be stressed about?"

"Well, this is a big step in our relationship. Perhaps you're a little anxious, moving from one place to another." Alastor suggests. "I guess?" I say with a shrug. "I'm not going to worry about this. It might make it worse if I do." I sigh.

"It's probably best if you didn't. For now at least. But in the meantime..." A mischievous grin formed on Alastor's face. Before I knew what was going on, I was being lifted up and carried to a near by love seat. I was sat on his lap, as he held me close.

"I demand affection!"

"But I need to finish unpacking." I protest. "Later." Alastor said simply before gently pressing my head to his chest. I roll my eyes playfully before snuggling into him. "You're lucky I love you."

When I felt Alastor tense is when I realized what I had just said. My eyes went wide and my heart stopped a second before picking up. I open my mouth to say something, but Alastor beat me to it.

"You love me?"

His tone of voice when he asked that, was one I never heard from him before. Quiet and unsure, as if he heard me wrong, or that I didn't mean it.

My face was hot, my heart racing. Guess there was no taking it back now. Not that I would. I did mean it after all.

"I do." I say softly, looking up at him. "I know that might be sudden, but, I really do love you Alastor. You make me so happy."

Alastor leaned down to plant a kiss onto my head. "I love you too." He says quietly. I smile brightly before taking his face with my hands. "Then kiss me properly." I laugh. Alastor didn't hesitate to do just that.

After a minute or two, we parted. Alastor just stared at me for a while, his eyes held mine in a soft gaze. "I'd love you in just about any form my dear, but the real you..." He took my hand and kissed it. "You take my breath away."

"Alastor, you flirt." I say jokingly, trying to ignore the heat pooling in my cheeks. "It's true." Alastor says, kissing my wrist next. He then left a trail of kisses up my arm, to my shoulder. "Anyone would be a blind fool to disagree." I was sure my face was red now, steam might as well have been spouting from my ears.

He kissed up my shoulder to my collar bones, then to my neck. It wasn't a sexual gesture, Alastor has made his feelings clear about things like that. No, this was a gentle and loving gesture. Just as passionate, just as intimate.

"Alastor..." I sigh softly. "Mon chér." Alastor whispers.

The moment was suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door. Alastor drew away from me, alert, as he held me tight. His shadow then formed next to him. "Go see who it is, and come right back to tell me." Alastor instructed. The shadow nodded before sinking into the floor once again.

"Alastor? What is it?" I ask in a hushed tone. "No one should know how to reach this place..." He answered, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Within seconds, his shadow returned. "Well?" Alastor prompts.

His shadow spoke, I couldn't understand what it was saying. Though Alastor knew, as his expression turned from cautious to slightly annoyed. "I see." He mutters. He then sets me aside on the love seat before standing.

"Apologies, my love. I'll be right back." Before he left, he summoned my necklace and handed it to me. "Just in case." He says before walking away. I put the necklace on, and watched in confusion as he made his way out of the room.

Alastor walked to the front door and opened it, he looked down to see a familiar face. "Hiya Al!" Standing before him, was his oldest friend. "Mimzy." He greets simply. "How did you get here?" He asks. Mimzy raises an eyebrow before sighing. "Figures, you wouldn't remember." She says with a roll of her eyes. "You brought me here after getting drunk off your keester. Remember? You tried teleporting three different times, before you came back to my lounge and whined for me to help you home?"

Alastor's grin strained, his eye twitched slightly. "Ah...I see..."

"And speaking of getting drunk, I brought your favorite!" Mimzy takes a bottle of liquor from her purse and handed it to Alastor. She then walks past him into the house. "You would not believe the night I had." She starts to ramble. Alastor accepted the situation and closed the front door, following and listening to the shorter woman.

"This bum thought he could pull a fast one on me, and not pay for his drinks. Well, I told him otherwise and and had Vinny and Johnny take care of him. Got my money alright, and even a hefty tip."

She goes on. "Al, I just don't understand it. Where did all the gentlemen go? Huh? It seems like you're the only one with any class! All these losers down here ain't got nothing better to do than to try and scam and disrespect a poor little lady, such as my self!"

Alastor hummed, barely paying much attention as he walked with her.

"Alastor? Is everything alright?"

Alastor and Mimzy turned their attention to me. I was standing in the doorway of the living room, when my eyes landed on the small flapper girl. Who was this?

"My, my Al!" Mimzy looks to me then to Alastor. "And here I thought you weren't about this kind of thing." She approaches me. "Hiya, the name's Mimzy. Who might you be, doll?"

"Y/n." I answer. "Y/n, what a pretty name. Now tell me, what in hell have you been doing hiding from me all this time? The the first I hear Alastor's found himself a woman, and I'm only just now finding out." She then turns to Alastor.

"And you Al, how could you not introduce me sooner?"

"Y/n." Alastor starts. "This is Mimzy, I believe I've told you about her." Ah. So this was that Mimzy.

"You have, have ya?" Mimzy smirks. "Better be all good things." I nod my head. "Yes, all good things." I confirm. "And, things that the police wouldn't like hearing." Mimzy's eyebrows shot up. "You told her?" She asks. "I want no secrets between us, of course I told her." Said Alastor.

"I can't say I'm fine with it, but, I know better than to worry about Alastor hurting me. And, really he's done nothing but help me since I arrived in Hell. He's even protected me against someone that shall not be mentioned." I tell her.

"Mhm." Alastor hums lightly. "Y/nhas been rather pleasant to be around. As you might imagine, we didn't click at first. But now, there is no separating us."

"I dare anyone to try..." He says with a static filled growl.

"I never thought I'd see the day." Mimzy murmurs. "Alright Al, you better take good care of her. You too missy. Al is a good friend of mine, I don't want his heart getting broken." Alastor walks to my side and wraps an arm around my waist. "I wouldn't dream of it."

"Same here." I say, leaning into him.

"Oh, aren't you two just the cutest!?" Mimzy squeals. "Oh, we have got to get together some time! Maybe at my lounge?" She suggests. "That sounds lovely, however, we are keeping our relationship as private as we can. I wouldn't want any attention drawn to us, and create a potential problem." Alastor tells her. But Mimzy waves it off like nothing.

"I have private rooms just for that. Come on, you won't have anything to worry about!" She says, then looks at me. "What do you think, Y/n?" She asks. I give it some thought. "Well, it does sound nice. As long as you promise we won't be seen."

"Then it's a date! Consider everything taken care of, ya lovebirds!"

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Alastor crashes through the bathroom doorway and towards the toilet, falling to his knees as he starts retching. Bile rises in his throat and he gags as the feeling of disgust grows. He vomits up the meager dinner he's had and feels his stomach churn.

He ate another person.

Tears spring to his eyes and he whimpers. He feels so gross.

"Alastor?" Vox comes up behind him, laying a hand on his back and rubbing it up and down. "Oh jeez. Al, you're not doing so well are you?"

Alastor muffles a sob. He's never going to forget this moment.

He's been dropped into another dimension with his ex where there are seven—or eight considering the Factory Tour Vox had his own Alastor they had yet to meet—other versions of the two of them, with four of those couples still being together, and yet this is what makes things the worst they've ever been.

Once Alastor finishes gagging, he pulls back from the toilet bowl slowly. "I still feel sick," he mumbles.

Vox hums and reaches out to flush it. "I can't imagine what you're going through. It sounds bad." He stands up to take a cup from a shelf and fill it with water. He hands it to Alastor. "You should gargle that. "

Alastor silently takes it and stares at the contents. He can't help it. For a split second he swears it turns red like blood. When he blinks it's still clear water.

Sighing, he takes a sip and lets it swish around in his mouth before he spits it out into the sink.

"Vox?"

"Hm?"

"What if I…what if I'm destined to be a cannibal? You saw all the other versions of me. They all ate sinner meat." Alastor stares at Vox dejectedly. "What if it's inevitable and I'll end up like them?"

"You are not a cannibal," Vox says angrily. "Al, have you ever had the urge to eat someone like that?"

Alastor shakes his head.

"Then you're not," Vox repeats. "Just because you accidentally ate sinner meat doesn't mean that you're just going to acquire a taste for human flesh."

"Highschool? Are you in here?" Swap Alastor appears in the doorway. He relaxes when he sees them. "There you are. Are you okay, darling? I'm sorry about what happened at dinner."

"It's fine," he mumbles.

"No it's not!" Vox exclaims.

"It's not fine," Swap agrees with Vox. "I should have checked to make sure everybody had the right plate so my Vox's plate didn't end up with you. But listen here, young man. I heard what you said. You're not us. You're not any of us. You're your own demon—er, person. Just because the rest of us are cannibals doesn't mean you are. Your Vox is right."

Alastor hears Vox make a noise at that.

Swap continues, "If you're not a cannibal, then you're not. You are not obligated to follow in our footsteps. Whatever choices you make are your own. You're always going to be changing as a person. Even if you still end up in Hell you have the opportunity to change and be redeemed. I saw it happen to Maman. I know it can happen to you too, and it will be all your decisions that make it possible. Do you understand?"

Tears spring to Alastor's eyes again. He nods slowly.

Swap flashes him a relieved smile and pulls him into a hug. "Good. Now let's get some non-sinner food in you. You must have an empty stomach. Vox, do you mind watching to make sure nothing bad gets into the meal? I assume you want to make sure your Alastor will be fine.

Vox slides up beside them with a glare aimed at Swap. "Yeah, no shit I want him to be fine. I'll be watching you like a hawk."

Swap just looks fondly at him. "You remind me of my Vox. If you ignore the differences in anatomy, I guess. Come on you two, let's go make some food." He turns to lead them to the kitchen.

Vox laces their fingers together and shoots Alastor a reassuring grin. Alastor smiles back hesitantly.

Maybe the day won't be so bad after all.

This is heartbreaking I just want to give HS!Alastor a hug and tell him it'll be okay, but as long as his Vox does it for him that's close enough

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ms-cartoon · 3 months

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I gotta be for real, I actually like this episode. The only reason why is because Vox is introduced and I'm starting to like Vox. He might be my favorite character second to Husk. As a matter of fact, I change my mind about what I said about his voice, it actually fits pretty well! Maybe not with his character appearance, but Christian still did a great job fitting the rest of his character.

I also like his rivarly with Alastor as well as their song! Though I wish the musical number had less talking in it since it was hard for me to keep up.

Now that I got my positivity out of the way, let's start complaining.

WARNING: SPOILERS!!!

-- Alex Brightman as Sir Pentious does NOT work for me. He doesn't match with the pilot voice actor at all. It's too high-pitched and annoying.

-- It's kinda off topic and I should've brought it up earlier, but Vaggie's voice acting is off too. Stephanie doesn't sound completely bad. She still fits the role sorta, but at the same time, she also sounds dead, like she doesn't have much emotion in her when she speaks, unlike her pilot version.

-- As expected, the three V's don't seem much of a threat AT ALL. They're so unserious, that you forget they're overlords. Their dialogue is like they're still in high school especially Val being the youngest baby of the litter. Honestly, I think Vox acts much more of a villainous overlord than the other two. He may not look it, but he still fits the role and is much more serious than the other two.

-- Valentino is NOTHING like how he's portrayed in the addict video or the comics. In the comics and music vid, he actually looked like someone you don't wanna mess with in any circumstances. And with the way Angel Dust gets so nervous around him, you'd think he'd look and sound like someone we're supposed to see as abusive and controlling. Not to mention that he's an overlord so he's most likely powerful than he seems to be. But in the show, all I see is a stupid, whiny little brat who throws a temper tantrum when pissed off and is babied by Vox who feels he needs to "calm him down."

-- And what is up with his voice???? No disrespect to the voice actor, but this is NOT what I was expecting him to sound like. So Val is supposed to be hispanic, but dude keeps falling in and out of his spanish accent. It's like he can't even decide whether to stick with it or not. Whoever voice directed him didn't do the best job. Also, this is mostly a preference, but I also pictured him to have a rather deeper and sleezing tone in his voice, along with some sass.

-- Valentino: "That slippery twink is gonna remember who owns him. I'm going to f**k everyone in that rancid shithole, I swear to god!"

Yeah okay Slickback

Val is fully aware that Alastor works at the hotel now. Alastor, the same scary-ass demon that could even take on Lucifer in a fight. Not to mention Lucifer's daughter is currently owning that hotel. What makes Valentino think he could even stand a chance against either of them??

-- Angel Dust: This chump was trying to kill us, like, 6 hours ago. Now you wanna bring him in here to live with us??"

Why does Angel care so much about Pentious staying in the hotel?? Dude doesn't even take the snake seriously enough to even care about him being around. Is he worried about him trying to kill him or something? If so, where was this care when you got involved in the turf war with Cherri or when he showed up to try and kill Alastor? All he ever did was mock Sir pentious with his carefree attitude.

-- Charlie: I'm so excited to have our first real guest!

Angel Dust: What the hell am I then??

Umm . . . NOT their guest. You were a TEST SUBJECT. They brought you in to see if the chances to be redeemed and sent to heaven are possible, except you never cared enough to compromise. Don't be surprised that their not giving you the same treatment.

-- Vaggie: "You constantly make us look bad, sexually harrass the staff, and never once tried to improve.

I mean- she ain't lying. Is Angel Dust making a sad face supposed to make me feel bad or something, cuz . . . . it isn't. He didn't even participate in the game Charlie was trying to set up calling it "stupid", which further proves Vaggie's point. If you want approval so badly, actually try to compromise. Doesn't even seem like he can make up his mind about it anyway. He'll find all this redemption activity to be stupid and a waste of time, but then looks at Charlie praising Sir Pentious instead of him and he'll start to act all sad and jealous??? Like dude- PICK A LANE!!

-- Not that the way Angel's acting makes sense anyway. In the pilot, and even in the addict video, it is clear as day that he doesn't give a shit about the Habzbin Hotel! He doesn't even wanna behave and he doesn't trust the idea of sinners redeeming themselves. He wasn't even all that friendly with Charlie or Vaggie. Now in this episode, he'll start to feel all bad and jealous when Charlie is praising Sir Pentious. It's like Viv can't make up her mind on how she wants Angel to feel.

-- Also Vaggie openly calls out Angel Dust for sexually harassing the staff and the fans (including Viv) will look at this as "Haha heehee, that's funny" and not "Eww! What is wrong you? That's disgusting!"

-- Instead of sounding like Angel's pimp, Val sounds more like an crazy ex-boyfriend in the dozens of voicemails he sent. Am I really supposed to take him seriously as a villain???

-- Angel was chugging a bottle of booze like its a Gatorade bottle. Idk why, but something about that bugged me, lol!

-- This is a genuine question I don't get, so feel free to answer. When Angel catches Sir Pentious setting up the spy camera like he was instructed by Vox to do, how does he immediately assume Pen is working for the three V's?? Is it cuz of the camera? Does he recognize it as belonging to Vox??

-- Once again, I don't understand why Angel cares so much about what Sir Pentious does since it's been shown how much he doesn't care about the Hotel. So it doesn't make any sense why he's angry and trying to stop him. Also, what causes him to jump Sir Pentious is when he's called a whore by him! WHY??? Back at the pilot, he was called a slut by Travis and didn't give much of a reaction, back-talking him. Which only shows he doesn't care about what people's opinions are of him. He'll be called a tramp and he'll reply with an "i don't care" smile. However, with Sir Pentious, he's immediately triggered and attacks him?? Something tells me that Angel's character is a whole other retcon. Viv can't decide if she wants him to be someone with a devil-may-care attitude who doesn't care about redemption or someone who really does want to change his ways and cares about the well-being of Charlie and the rest of the characters.

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Alastor X Powerful Reader

Part 2

Part 1

Continuing because I had an idea.

Warning?

⚠ Blood. ⚠

Annoyed.

That's one word to describe what he felt, but also intrigued.

You knew who he was but yet you didn't run, instead you stood your ground. Making it clear that you'd never be pushed over.

He sat at the bar in the hotel, swishing the drink in his glass as he thought.

All that power, yet they used their bare hands..

The fluffy bartender grumbled, cleaning a few cups.

"Husker, my fellow.", he begins.

"What.", the cat demon barks.

"If someone knew who you were, say..", Alastor paused for a moment. "If they knew you were quite the gambler, yet pretended not to. How would you react after they revealed it?"

"Its a game.", Husk states.

A game?

Without another thought, the radio demon stands from the stool and downs his drink.

"Good to know!", he says, smile wide as he slides the cup towards the edge.

"Don't you fucking dare-!"

Too late.

The cup falls over the edge and breaks.

"My, what a cat-tastrophe~", he says and a laugh track follows.

He leaves through the shadows before the cat demon can say a line of curses.

As said at the very top, he was annoyed. Much less now than before.

He sent out a few shadows to keep an eye on you. Seeing that multiple demons bother you because of how defenseless you look.

Oh how wrong they were.

Stepping out of the shadows and into an alleyway, he looks around.

Seems like he arrived late to the slaughter. His smile is small as he looks down at what's left of your recent kill.

"Do you always send shadows to follow demons or am I just special?", you whisper from behind.

Loud static fills the air and he swipes, missing you completely.

"Oh, so sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.", you say with a pout, putting a finger to your bottom lip.

He clears his throat and fixes his suit jacket.

"Forgive me for such bad manners, but our first encounter had me mesmerized and I had to see you again darling!", he gives a quick closed eyed smile. "I never did get your name."

"I still won't give~", you tease with a flirty smile, hands now behind your back.

"Very well. Then how about answering a question?", he asks.

"Hmm.", you hum and sway on your heels. "Depends.."

"Why use your hands when you have so much raw power?"

You smile wide, sharp teeth showing.

"It's nice to get your hands dirty. Quite the thrill really.", you answer, power surges emitting off of your form. "Watching the scum die out by your hands and your hands alone. Very satisfying."

There's a hint of a frown showing on his face. He doesn't realize that you notice.

"Don't do that. You're quite handsome with a smile and I know you don't like to frown.", you say, walking up to him. "I can show off my abilities anytime I'd like, but I prefer to feel how my poor victims get destroyed."

The smile he has is forced.

You stand before him now, blood from the most recent kill still on you.

"Am I not what you thought?", you let out a light laugh. "Oh what fantasies do you have of me?"

"I was hoping for a more distinguished individual.", he says with a furrowed brow.

"Why be distinguished? I like to think of myself as being spontaneous~", you smile mischievously.

You disappear from his sight, only to reappear at the end of the alley.

"I'm flattered that you've been eyeing me from afar but I must go."

You leave him more annoyed than before and a whisper of an until next time.

He hates it.

However, he also can't help but love this game.

Ayo? Alastor you falling? Reader is being dangerously flirty.

I wonder if I should add more.

~Seline, the person.

Part 3

Power ChL🍷 | ML for Alastor🎙

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✨Trust Exercises!✨

Hi! This is a fic that I had on Ao3 its just a small scenario where you yes u reader pitch Charlie a great idea for a hotel bonding activity. no romance or anything just a fun scene.

“And you never make me do anything with this lousy picture box again, this face was made for radio darling” You hear Alastor say to Vaggie as you catch the ending of their conversation that you were totally not paying attention to, although what he said made you have a thought. “Wait I just realized that means have you never played a video game Alastor?” you vocalize immediately as the thought leaves your mind. He and Vaggie turn to you lying on the couch on your phone, realizing they forgot you were there. “No darling that sounds like an awful experience since games should be fun and nothing concerning this piece of junk ever is,” he says whacking the side of the old TV. You make a face and sigh “Too bad I feel like you would love some of them, I'm trying to determine whether you'd be more of an fps guy or an RPG guy but I think an fps would be too complex for you to start on…” you pause rambling to yourself. Maybe something 8-bit because those are more old school, well to my time, like oh-” you shoot up from your seat your eyes almost sparkling as a great idea pops in your brain. Vaggie makes a concerned face as you stand up and dart out of the room. “I'M GONNA GET CHARLIE OMG THIS IS GONNA BE GREAT!”

You run through the hotel and find hells Princess doing… well actually you don't really know what she does on her off time but she answers her door to you panting and rambling kinda like how she does from time to time “wait wait slow down, omg is this how I sound? Wow Im sooo sorry but start again” she says chuckling slightly. You start over “ok so I was thinking an activity everyone could do is play video games, I loved them when I was alive and I thought about it because I realized they didn't exist when a lot of our group was alive and I think thats sad and their missing out.” you quickly blurt and take a breath to then continue your ramble. “I thought it might also be good for rehabilitation because we have games where there's horror and shooters and gore so people can indulge without like actually hurting people you know! Like I could go and get beginner-level games for everyone for their interests I think it would be great!” you finally finish taking a breath. You beam at Charlie expectantly as she processes your information and you slowly see her eye sparkle too. “That… sounds… like.. A GREAT IDEA WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR LETS GO!”

A few hours go by of you finding out how video games work in hell because as you forgot it's not one-to-one with Earth but after hours of aggressive keyboard typing noises you call everyone over. You stand in front of everyone in the lobby with Charlie as she explains what you explained to her as you antsy twiddle your thumbs as she ends with any questions. To which Alastor responds “I thought I made it clear I want nothing to do with your silly technology and TVs” he hisses “Well technically you're not going to be needing a TV and I think you’ll like the game so please everyone try for at least one hour and you can stop but I think you'll be hooked!” you state confidently “well then letssss do it! I'm exssssited!” Pentious states making you squeal. You walk over to him and hand him a phone, you had made sure to make the games easy for some of the less tech-savvy guests. “It's called Oppositions and Overlords, you tap the screen with your finger and you make your own battalion and fight other armies, you make whatever battle tactics you like!” you take a second to tap around and show him how to do it, it takes him a second and then you move to nifty. “Nifty it's called Community of Lambs and-” As you explain you realize she isn't picking up anything so you simplify “This button moves, this button stabs” She lights up snatching the controller from you as you sigh.

You proceed to show Charlie and Vaggie a game called pentagram valley that they play together and Husk a spooky card game called Engraving and Angel a dating sim called “Submit to me” which you open for him and he immediately whistles and shouts “Oh hello babes'' to which you giggle and suck in a breath to head over to Alastor at last, now this one was tricky. You needed something easy so that he wouldn't get frustrated. “Ok Alastor are you actually going to participate?” you ask meekly holding your laptop in your hands. He gives a small sigh and chuckles “Well my dear if you put all this effort in I suppose I will give it a shot then but I will not promise that your little screen will remain intact later.” you sigh, “ok then so it's called the underground fable. I loved the version of it while I was alive. It was actually revolutionary for games. There's multiple stories you can choose from. You're going to drag this to move and press here to do all the actions two buttons ok. There are two options which is save everyone or kill everyone and it's very sick and twisted when you kill everyone so I think you’ll like it ok and yeah I checked its very similar if not even creepier than what I played umm, yeah I cried anyway, have fun or not I one hour ok!” you ramble to him explaining. You really wanted to try your best to make him like this activity. Looking at his expression you couldn't really tell, well it was always hard because he never stops smiling. You stop trying to dissect his thoughts and slowly back away.

An hour passes and an alarm rings in your headphones. You begin to speak but then stop yourself as you look around and see that everyone is very much enjoying their games. Nifty is kicking her feet while lying on the floor yelling “Stab stab! Blood blood!” Pentious is mumbling something about glory and noble sacrifices or something saluting to himself in the corner. You're actually impressed when you see Vaggie and Charlie have made quite a pretty house and are raising a pact of hell goats on an impressively large farm. You then look at Alastor, inspecting him still not sure what he's thinking. You think you should probably tell him time is up or you think he might cut off your head for letting him be near modern tech for 10 seconds longer than he needed to. However, to your surprise and delight? When you walk up behind him you hear him chuckling slightly. “Alastor? Times up by the way you don't need to play anymore.” he turns to you slightly “Oh well then my dear I guess you're right look at the time a whole hour haha! How time flies!” he chuckles. “Although I would not like to admit you may have been right, seeing these little creatures explode into bits of dust is quite entertaining, and they yell at me too and plead as if they have any power over me it's quite hilarity” he chuckles darkly sending a chill down your spine. “Well, I never thought I'd see the day when The radio demon himself called modern technology entertaining! I think I have just won at life, well afterlife” you muse to yourself proudly “Haha yes dear I guess it seems so however, I think you should keep that one to yourself okay? A secret, my dear this information must not leave the hotel.” static fills the air as his eyes turn to dials, you know you should be intimidated but you chuckle.

“Ok, Alastor you got it it would be a scandal if you were caught cheating on the radio with video games oh the horror! GASP! The world would simply end” you chuckle sarcasm oozing from you. “Ha Ha funny my dear, now if you would be so kind I am keeping this device of yours to continue to slaughter these fish people” he muses chuckling darkly. A little sadistic you think but hey, you won they were all still playing. What did Charlie call it? A happy day in hell.

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 3 months

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Hazbin Hotel Theory: Lucifer & Adam Share Grandkids (Thanks To Cain) And Alastor Is Half-Angel...

[Note: reading this post is optional...this is for Mature Audience Readers Only...DO NOT read this until ya watched all of the episodes of Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel, that goes from the Pilot, Episode 1 To Episode 8. there will be some spoilers that will be discussed in this, I will try not to talk about all of them, but the theory is thanks to Charlie's Adorkable Apple Goober of a Dad, and yes that is the nickname I came up with for him...I'm The Embodiment Of Weirdness. XD........also I had been having a bit trouble logging back in, I had to change my password, which I was having a bit trouble at first but it seems okay now, a few days ago in my last post, I notice a bit too later that I forgot to put a word and I want to go back to fix it, but I was not really able to....it didn't help that the internet connection kept going off and on and one of the reasons I had to log-off before, was because the connection kept going off and on and it was just making me really mad and well not really happy, even trying to make a new password for this was making me a little unhappy but I'm glad it is back to normal and hopefully it stays that way. also please do NOT reblog this without my permission. this post will also talk about some thoughts and feelings as well, so it will get a bit off topic as well.]

okay if some watched all of the episodes, they know the fight between Lucifer and Adam that happen in it, and Lucifer possibly trying to get Adam's goat by saying he did "snu-snu" (and if ya watched Futurama, you know what it means.)

better than him, with both Adam's First Wife (Lilith) and Second Wife (Eve)...

I don't know if Adorkable Apple Goober was just joking about Eve or if he was serious, I mean we do know that there is the whole who is Cain's Bio-Dad in our universe, which yeah Adam is still technically his Dad, even if not biologically related, but sometimes your real parent, and yeah in our universe, Adam was no different from the one from the show but at the same time he might of matured over time but still made mistakes as a adoptive father to Cain.

and yeah, I believe that both Cain and Abel were in the wrong, and if Abel wasn't so full of possibly vainglory and saw that his brother was sinking deeper and deeper into a dark place, which half of the reason could be because of the bad parenting of both Adam and Eve.

it could be possible as soon as Seth came long, they tried to do better and not make the same bad parenting mistakes.

and yeah, I'm a descendant of both Seth & Cain, I know I wrote down the numbers before when we had found out about it before...I can try to look for it later...

at least when their few generation later descendants ended up meeting and marrying, it wasn't too close to the tree...

but that still makes those two both Grunkle-Grandpas.

and yeah even though I can believe that Adam and Eve did exist, I believe it is possible there were OTHER humans besides them, and in theory there could of been different Adams and Eves in different garden sectors, but they could of went by different names.

Lilith was technically the First-Eve, and Eve herself was the Second-Eve.

Charlie's Adorkable Apple Goober of a Dad, made me laugh when he misspoke when telling Adam that he was going to "frag him"...of course the word wasn't "frag" but you know, the other word.

you know that rhythms with the word "duck"...

also the likely of what Lucifer from the show on what he was implying he did with Eve is true, that would possibly make him even more of being a suspect of being Cain's Dad, which would also make Cain the Older Half-Brother of Charlie...

plus if you look closely at Charlie's Full name, "Charlie Morningstar"

it spells out "Cain", like even if it wasn't on purpose but still...

here what happens when I bold some of the letters.

Charlie Morningstar, and when you take parts of those bold letters out, they spell out "Cain" and yes I'm just that weird to find that.

I mean Steven Quartz Universe has "Sans" hidden in there, can anyone truly blame some fans of both Steven Universe and Undertale as well as Deltarune, for thinking that Sans The Skeleton is the future self of Steven, even if it is his human half, and for all we know that rock that it suppose to be Sans's pet rock, is just his gem half turned to stone and it will need to be in that healing water that has the power from White, Yellow, Blue and Pink Diamond.

also if it does turn out that Charlie's Adorkable Apple Goober Dad, is in fact Cain's biological dad (making Adam both the Step-Dad and Adoptive-Dad)....I think if when I do re-watch the episode where Adam and Lucifer are fighting, I might be weird and chant out either in my head or in a soft way...

"Peepaw Fight, Peepaw Fight, Peepaw Fight!!!"

well, I still think the whole situation Cain is like a Jerry Springer type of Comedy...

Archangel Samael is but one of the suspects of being the Dad.

well whoever the Bio-Dad is, they still wouldn't be the boss of me.

I still think that Earth Angels should put up a protective barrier around the Earth, to protect her from the Toxic-Masculine energy that has been plaguing our Mother World for centuries.

and yes, if it were possible I would do a Omnigeddon if I lost my fluffy baby that is my second cat...

like I said before, the whole thoughts of starting "Omnigeddon" came to mind if anything went wrong, one of which may also have to do if my fluffy baby wasn't taken to the vet on time or if anything went wrong while they were at the vet...

I would go Feral Earth Angel if Abel ever got a certain idea if he tried that "offering" with my fluffy baby...

I would probably try to either give him the cold hands to face punishment or grab him by the ear....or slap him repeatedly on the face really fast, like how Ryoko from Tenchi Muyo was slap by Tenchi's Grandfather's Wife...

I get that animals play different roles, some do end up as food and some clothes, while some are animal companions that we end up forming a strong and emotional bond with, and we wish they could live a very long time and be with us forever.

I basically broke when my first cat was slowly leaving us, and I believe I know now what may have caused it....it might of been the same thing that almost took my second cat, and we were lucky to catch it on time and she was able to get surgery to help her.

and not everyone has to agree, but I still think Abel shouldn't be around Fluffy-Babies...even ones that are in the afterlife.

he shall not touch the fluff of healing bliss...so says The Eveningstar Earth Angel Princess...

yeah that nickname "Eveningstar Princess" is still weird, and it really doesn't have to do with Lucifer, I mean yeah there is that whole being a descendant of a few royal families, and I'm still gonna view being a descendant of King Solomon as a blessing and not a curse, it means I wont have to take that throne, even though I'm one of King David's descendants as well...but anyway the whole "Eveningstar" once again doesn't really have to do with Lucifer, who is suppose to be the "Morningstar"...

and we still have to be confused and amused by Charlie's Dad, when he throws the whole he did the "snu-snu" with Eve...

but yeah, like I pointed out before...the reason I got the whole "Eveningstar" idea, has to do with the weird stuff that went on when my Mom was going to have me, because apparently she never got Morning Sickness, nope...and like I may have pointed out a few times when talking about the weirdness that is what went on with my Mom when she was pregnant with me...

she NEVER got Morning Sickness, she only got sick during the Evening.........so yeah, she only got Evening Sickness.

I have no idea how many Moms went through that weirdness, never getting Morning Sickness, but only getting that way during the Evening....which we are calling The Evening Sickness.

and yeah, for all we know Lucifer and Adam from Hazbin Hotel, could share Grandkids through Cain, and well a bit of Seth too...

you know since Seth would still be Adam's Biological Son, and Cain while being Adam's Adoptive Son (and Technically Step-Son...)

and well if it is slightly like how it is in our universe, when both Grunkle-Grandpa Seth & Cain's respective descendants by a few generations end up meeting and marrying, of course that would cause the bloodlines to mix, and well thankfully it wouldn't be too close to the tree, I mean yes Gran-Gran Eve is still both Seth and Cain's Mom, but if they had two different Dads but had descendants that ended up meeting and marrying each other many generations later, than the possible problems of you know, that normally happens...will not be a problem in many few generations later, cause of the different bloodlines would have them be very less closely related.

I still rather be called "purple blood" rather than "blue blood" even if the whole blue blood thing does have to do with royal blood, but I still like purple blood better, because it means I don't just have royal ancestors, I know I went most of my life not knowing I'm technically a Princess....well same thing when not knowing about being a Earth Angel....and there is that whole Nephilim thing...

also thanks to Alastor, and well also a certain scene that Vaggie was in...

I have another theory, that I believe that Alastor might be a descendant of Nephilim....possibly, though I don't mind if that theory ends up being debunked and the idea that he is a descendant of Nephilim, ends up in a Fanon Timeline instead.

and yeah, part of the title for this, is also the theory about Alastor being Half-Angel....the "X" on Alastor's forehead that appears might not really have to do with Sinners, at least not fully.

Vaggie's "X" is visible, even when she's wearing a Eye-Patch.

the reason Alastor's "X" that appears on his forehead, isn't visible all the time and only so when he uses only half of his full power or goes all out, might have to do with the genetics of not just his soul but also his bloodline from when he was human and living in the human world.

in theory, if one who is human were the living in the human world but have a soul that was half angelic even being a descendant of Nephilim...

if they were to die in the living world and end up in ya know, Heck.

the "X" that shows the spot of their injury they got when they died in the human world, will not be visible all the time like Vaggie's...

this is possibly because Vaggie, could of been a Heavenborn and the year that she had supposedly died in the human world, was just the year she started to live in Pentagram City and when she first met Charlie...

and yeah, some fans can view Charlie as being Half-Angel, she does have her Demon form, but who's to say that she's can't also tap into a Angelic form, possibly merging two together like her Dad seemingly did with his own form when fighting Adam.

we still don't know if Charlie's Dad was being serious or if he was joking about having certain relations Eve.

even though it was funny how he was teasing Adam, it does make myself question if it will turn out that Charlie's Dad is in fact Cain's Biological Father.

it be kind of both funny, interesting and freaky if that turn out to be canon....but the chances of that might be very small.

but it might not stop some fans from using the concept in the Fanon Timelines, where it might not be Canon but we can still blame the Adorkable Apple Goober for the weird idea. XD

and yes, I'm still gonna call Charlie's Dad that.

I'm also still going to call Ozzie x Fizz, by the couple nickname "Adorkable Sweet Potatoes"

and well besides the weird nicknames for those three...

if it did turn out that both Lucifer and Adam, did share Grandkids...even if it is by only half of humanity...

picture the look on their faces when they realize they share Grandkids...of course in Charlie's delight, she might view it as her being technically a "Auntie Charlie"...

and yeah, even if it is only half of most humans that are descendants of Cain, would be well you know in a way, in fictional universe in possibly just in the Fanon Timeline as it might not end up being Canon in the Canon Timeline of the show...

would be the nieces and nephews of Princess Charlie Morningstar, even the ones that do end up being Earth Angels.

we will have to wait for the theory about Cain being Lucifer's son and Charlie's Older Half-Brother, to be proven true or not true at all to which it ends up being debunked.

I don't mind if it does get debunked, and once again it's Charlie's Adorkable Apple Goober of a Dad who is partly at fault for that theory about both him and Adam sharing Grandkids....even if it is like a lot of Greats in there and many generations later.

also ya know how a fan ended up accidentally predicting Deltarune Chapter 2...? ya know, with Kris and the Pie...which I still think there was more to that than just Kris eating all the pie, and I still think they might of broken into the Library first and open a dark fountain in the computer room, before they went back home and ate all the pie...

but yeah, what I'm getting at....is I think that the Fan Audio series, that is called "Arackniss" (same name as Angel's Older Brother)

that is by AxelGear...and yeah, that fan audio series is for mature audience only...

so yeah, I think that it could be possible that fan series may or may have not may have predicated Canon events, even if some of those events are still slightly different from what happens from that audio series...but when you remember what happens with Arackniss and have watched what happens to well Sir Pentious...

you might be all like how I am feeling and thinking right now...

that the Arackniss Audio Series by AxelGear, had somehow accidentally predicted canon that had not yet happen but did happen in Hazbin Hotel Season 1.

not everyone has to take it too seriously, but remembering what happen some audio episodes back in that Arackniss Audio Series, and seeing what goes down in the first season of Hazbin Hotel.

can anyone truly blame me, to be weird enough to think that just maybe AxelGear may have accidentally predicted canon future events without knowing it.

well there was some other stuff that has to do with Deltarune that had some fans accidentally predicting future events even if they were still slightly different, but when you see a Deltarune AU predict future canon in chapter 2, of course you are going to being both freaked out and all happy that it is canon.

one of them being that the Darkners do turn into items when they end up going to the Light World, but they go back to normal when they go back to the Dark World....and if they go to a Dark World that isn't their own, they will turn to stone.

also I need to say this, because Lucifer the one from Hazbin Hotel I mean...had misspoke what he was trying to say, that he was going to beat Adam up, but it came out in well...ya know...

well I can't help but wonder if one should ship those two...and if so, what would their ship name be...?

I wouldn't be surprised if Niffty did fan-art and fanfics about Charlie's Dad and Adam...if she wasn't busy with other things during what was going on in that episode.

well it is possible that Charlie's Dad might not only be a Adorkable Apple Goober (I'm still gonna call him that, it fits him too well now and there is no going back from it. XD lol...) but he also might be a bit of a Himbo...

also it could be possible that Charlie might be misinterpreting her Dad, and he might of been going through a very bad depression that has been lasting for 7 years possibly...

being in a very dark place in emotional way, isn't fun.

even if you still can be a little happy by both people and the stuff that makes you feel a little happy, that dark and unhappy feeling is still mixed in there.

and yeah, having a second depression after getting over the first depression not too long ago, is not a fun experience.

and yeah I did end up having depression around 2015 that lasted a few months, the stuff that was going on at home was a nightmare.

my personal space was not being respected, and yeah trying to write a fanfic that had to do with Ninjago, wasn't easy with people that were house-guests kept coming into the room I was in and wouldn't stop...and if I'm making a face, don't give one of them the right to be hurtful about it, because of that I had to go to the bathroom and cry.

seriously, that insensitive jerk couldn't understand the reason I looked like I was giving a dirty look, was because he and everyone else wouldn't stop coming into that room and give me my personal space.

it could be possible that the more your personal space is disrespected like way too many times, the more you might want it a lot more and could be a bit sensitive about it...

I'm not sure if it will be the same for everyone, but even if I can spend time with my fluffy-baby that is my second cat and maybe try to do family stuff with family, like maybe watching a movie together.

I still need a lot of time to myself, I mean maybe only a few can understand that, and for all we know, Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel, was deeply and emotionally hurt, and him being there for Charlie when she needs him, and him wanting to be there for her, might be a type of baby steps of the emotional healing process.

it is possible that Lucifer felt that Charlie didn't want him around, and it also could be possible that he might of been going through a type of bad day type feeling and didn't want to deal with Adam.

it's like when you feel not really good on some days, but we wont know if this is true unless we get it confirmed in the future.

and I can't remember if that second depression I had started around 2016 or 2017, but if it had first started in 2016, that was way too close after I got better from the one I had in 2015, which yeah it felt like the second depression lasted a bit more longer, and I think it might of been around December 2018 when I started to feel a bit more better, I think it was 2018 during that time...and well one of the signs I was getting more better, was how I was laughing when watching Boss Baby...which I think it was the Movie, and the show wasn't on yet, at least I think...

the point is that even if we have family, friends and stuff that can make us feel a little happy, we still end up having some pretty sad and not so great dark feelings.

I know that when that second depression was going on, I think my feelings were, like it felt like...to me it felt like I was in a half numb way, like the feelings were there but it was like half numb, it just seem that way every time I woke up.

and yeah, it might of been much earlier during that time, I wanted to punish the bathroom mirror but didn't, possibly because of both some form of willpower and knowing if I did, it wouldn't exactly be good.

Charlie's Dad, might of been going through a depression that was not only being caused by the Heaven from Hazbin Hotel's Universe, not listening to him, but also from Lilith.

I can agree that in our universe, Lilith was hurt badly, and she only became what she had transformed into, because certain three angels and Adam.

those three angels, might be doing good now, but they did more harm than good to Lilith, and they only ended up playing a part in breaking her emotionally and possibly others that only she herself can possibly know.

even if Adam didn't get his hands dirty, he should of not been such a selfish jerk, and just let her have some space.

it could be possible that if both of them were given space, they could of worked things out, and forcing her in a certain way, that has to do with what those three angels were doing, was a Toxic-Masculine move.

we don't know if Lilith from Hazbin Hotel, went through the same thing, that three angels were send to where she was and tried to get her to go back to Adam, even by threats.

no matter if it is from that universe or this one, that is NOT how love works.

you do not make threats, even what those three angels were doing.

and yeah I may be calling myself Neo-Spiritual now, well unless some might end up messing up the meaning, and hopefully that wont happen...

and yeah I started to believe in a Goddess now too, which happen a few years ago, which might be partly thanks to some books I got...

and I can still believe in God as well, so like believing in both.

and I know that not everyone has to believe the same as me when it comes to that, but of course there was that Toxic-Religious jerk that crossed a line and wouldn't stop throwing those misused words at me, just because I believe in a Goddess now.

well it might of also been about my having still been figuring out what type of Nonbinary that I am...I did thought I was something like a Gyno-Agender for a while...I'm sure there might of been some who were still figuring out what type they are, and not just me...

but yeah, like I had said possibly a whole lot of times before...

even though I did pointed out to that person, that they were hurting my feelings really badly and making me cry, they basically ignored it and kept throwing those words at me.

which I'm still gonna think that those words were being misused.

I know it was either "may god have mercy on you." or "may the lord have mercy on you." either way, how they were using those words ended up hurting my feelings really bad.

they weren't listening when I pointed it out, I wanted them to stop it, but they just kept throwing those words at me.

I had to block them over at the place where it had happen, and one of the things I am still gonna hope, is that I wont run into them here or any other places I go to.

I don't think all people who are religious or not at all, would pull the same stunt that jerk did, maybe only a few, but not all of them.

and yeah I might know the full story about Charlie's Dad Lucifer's depression, but it is possible he couldn't be open about it with his own daughter for the past few years, but might have to open up about what he was going through to her at some point in the future.

he seems fine now, after showing up a bit more for Charlie, but that might not mean he still wont have those not so good feelings pop up every once in a while.

and yeah it could be possible that Charlie's Mom, might have more to her than just seemingly being a good Mom...

we wont know whats truly up with her, until future episodes in maybe around Season 2.

and yeah even if the whole in Hazbin Hotel, Lucifer being Cain's Dad does in fact get debunked, it can still work in the Fanon where it's true...but it's fine when it does turn out it isn't canon.

but most fans or just me, might not let Charlie's Dad live that one down...

we already have some form of suspects about who Cain's biological Dad could be, but it is like a mystery...which some have questioned for who knows how long...

well in this universe that we live in, once again, no matter if it is Lucifer or Samael, they still ain't the boss of me.

and if I was able to, I would still want to give the Lucifer from our universe, the cold hands to face punishment...

because maybe instead of doing all that fighting, they could of tried to fix the balance between the Masculine and Feminine energies, even if the balance is a little more better now...but we still have that Toxic-Masculine flying around, and it is lucky that the Toxic-Feminine isn't as high or as dangerous as the Toxic-Masculine one...

and well that aside, what is shown in episode 1 of the first season, reminds me of some stuff that has to do with Masculine and Feminine.

what we know as "Hell" was possibly not always so, and it was in fact part of the possibly "Earthly Queendom" but because of the dangerous levels of maybe both a Toxic-Masculinity and possibly miasma, her once beautiful place of paradise was corrupted and was at some point, taken over by Lucifer and the Other Embodiment Kings and well Queens, since in Hazbin Hotel, Bee and Bel are Female...

but it might be very unlikely that the same situation we have, will be the same in Hazbin Hotel or even Helluva Boss.

yeah the book "Stones Of The Goddess: Crystals For The Divine Feminine" by Nicholas Pearson, that not only talks about the Divine Feminine and Goddesses, but also has different type of gems...

well it might not be everyone's cup of tea, and it's okay that not everyone takes a interest in it, and if some do, it should only be of their free will and choice that is their own.

some of the chapters that have the different gems in it, has each of them have info like Magickal Uses, Elemental Signature, Astrological Signature, Goddess Archetypes and lastly Formation Process.

and well, I'm trying to use some other forms of magic myself...

well besides the whole using my gem bracelets to protect me from energies that might be harmful to me (of course even when I still wear them to bed, I have to have a dream-catchers for extra protection...) and also using them for sealing charms and limiters because of that freaky stuff that started to happen when I started to use the pendulum a bit too much...

because of the whole freaky thing that happen when I hold a bottle of pop by it's lid and it starts to move like my pendulum, well either that or a pen...and there was that time when the program broke once, because I took one of the gem bracelets off, because it was becoming a bit too snug.

so I had to re-do the whole praying and use the food salt on the gem bracelets and make sure that even when I have one or all of them off for a long period of time, they will still work.

well the spell I found is kind of a work in progress, and I am thankful to the person who made the spell, and even if I'm still having a bit of trouble in getting it to fully work, I'm going to try my best and keep trying...I hope I can try again later tonight, I did try before last night, but I was having some trouble getting to sleep after saying the spell, and I even tried to say it more times...

the spell has to do with traveling to other worlds, and well the info about the spell is that it can be temporary, like I know I did write the info down on paper, and well even the side effects that shows signs ya need to try to go to sleep...which for me, when trying to do the spell again, it was hard for me to get to sleep...

there is a reason I'm trying the spell, but I can talk about it another time.

and well back to the theory about the whole Lucifer and Adam from Hazbin Hotel, possibly sharing Grandchildren...along with the whole Alastor possibly being a descendant of Nephilim.

yeah, it could be possible I'm a descendants of Nephilim as well, which would mean that some humans who are also Earth Angels, are descendants of them as well...

I'm not even sure if some do have different blood types that don't need to be RH Negative, but I know that I'm kind of the same type as my Mom...well I'm not 100% sure if she has the "D" in there or not...

I still wish we haven't procrastinated so long to see if my blood type will come out the same for a third time, but hopefully we can finally get around to it this year.

I'm still gonna view myself as a Defective Earth Angel, cause I don't think I work the same way most do, even if not all Earth Angels are the same, but I know I'm a Defective type, and there can be reasons for that, and not just bad past life experiences which I'm glad I don't have fully memories, and it's okay not to have full memories of past lives...not everyone has to believe in past lives or believe it can leave some form of trauma.

okay back to the whole Adam, Lucifer and Alastor theory.

it could be possible that Alastor might be going through some pretty heavy stuff, and my theory about him being a descendant of Nephilim, can be separate from what is going on with him and why he was missing for 7 years according to the episodes that bring it up.

which it being 7 years, also lines up with how long Charlie's Mom hasn't returned her calls...

even if Alastor might say he was going through some kind of vacation, but I think it might be possible he was possibly held hostage by someone who technically is more powerful than him, and who has him as a puppet on strings.

I'm not sure if this theory is true, and it's okay if it gets debunked...

but I suspect Charlie's Mom Lilith might be involved, possibly being the one who is pulling Alastor's strings...she is already suspicious.

I'm not sure if Alastor might be going through PTSD because of his experience that happen for 7 years in the Hazbin Hotel Universe's Timeline, but despite how he behaves and all smiles, and thanks to Rosie, he shows adorkable side to himself...

even though I might not of been always Aroaceflux, but for all I know I could of always been but not know it, I mean I can be Fictoromantic as well, and well with my now ex-boyfriends I had online before, but I have no interest in trying to get a new one...and well I can't help but wonder if I use to be Demiromantic, but I'm not 100% sure.

I think it was before figuring out I'm Aroaceflux, that I don't like it when a guy becomes clingy in a bad way, even if there could be a cute way...but he would need to respect my needing to be left to myself, same as family and friends would.

even if my Mom might not fully get why I don't like being touched at times, and I'm okay with it sometimes...

yeah, your family might think it's funny to touch your foot but you might seem like your enjoying it when it tickles but it doesn't mean you fully do so...plus there is the whole being scared really easy when they surprise hug you from behind...

and yeah as strange as it might be, whenever I'm in the kitchen and a male family member ends up in the kitchen too, my thoughts are "don't touch me." even if it might not of always been that way, but that is just how I am now...

besides that depression in 2015 that I had, and besides getting my foot hurt and it took some time to heal.

I also had that panic attack in the car and ended up hitting my head while inside of the car...and even if I was able to get better control now, it doesn't still mean I wont still worry about what caused me to go into a panic attack in the first place.

and I still might have a bit of Semi-Androphobia, like even if you can have some guys you can trust, either it be friends or family or both.

you still might want to be on guard, because of what you learn about some dangers that can happen or from a bad experience from your childhood that was from something that really happen or one of those warning dreams that just end up causing more harm than good and it traumatized you and even when you forget at first because your mind ends up suppressing the memory, even when you remember it years later and try to talk to your family about it, they will just end up making you doubt it and it being a bad dream...

I can't remember how old I was when that bad experience happen, and if it did happen in real life, then it still wouldn't be okay...

even if it was lucky it was just a kiss, but it was normal for me to find boys gross, just as some boys should find some girls to be gross as well, that is perfectly normal.

but if it was just a warning dream, it was really messed up and the bad experience made me block the memory until I remembered about it later on.

it could be possible one of the reasons I got into that panic attack in 2015, was because of them...the one who made me want to hide in the bathroom to cry, after they couldn't get that they and everyone else was disrespecting my personal space...

and even if I and other fans might not fully get what Alastor is going through, but for all we know, he might end up having a really bad panic attack in the future, I guess it would be a surprise if it was Vox who would have to calm him down and have to get him to calm his breathing and not hurt himself when going through a bad panic attack.

I know I hurt my head on the inside of the car when going through that panic attack in 2015...I remember a bit of it, but I know I didn't like waiting alone in the car, even if we were getting ready to move.

I still don't like being alone outside in the car, even if I still have to go inside some places at times, but other times if I don't feel like going inside, I don't go inside...but not having anyone outside waited with you...chances will be that you might not feel great about it.

and it could be possible that Alastor could have certain triggers that could reveal that he went through a very bad experience, something that he wishes not to talk about or let others know.

not sure if Alastor would have Semi-Gynophobia, but that might not be likely, like he could be fine with other ladies, either it be nonbinary-girls or those who are binary...he could just be scared of only one woman, a woman who possibly forced him against his will into a contract he never wanted and took him 7 years to get away from the said woman that now still technically owns his soul.

it is possible that Alastor while possibly forming a type of bond with Charlie, also sees her a way to get his freedom back.

and there could be different soul contracts, which in theory one of the ways another form of soul contract is form is through a type of kinship or like a bond that doesn't have to do with one or the other having ownership of the other party's soul.

while certain contracts have the whole chains, like what it shows in Hazbin Hotel Season 1...

a mutual soul contract where the bond is different, and it is more of a partnership, rings are involved, of course this is just a fan theory.

the said rings will be energy based just like the chains, and will appear in different colors, depending on those who are involved in it.

the rings will appear on the fingers that is the place you put the wedding ring on, which I guess for some, they could have it on their left hand.

while not really having to do with being married, but it could be a choice for some who go down that type of soul contract to go through the whole getting married along with or later on after they form the partnership of their soul contract...

and I guess it could be seen as a type of soul-tie, maybe...?

plus no matter if it is platonic or romantic, a mutual partnership in the soul contract where rings are formed instead of chains, could be seen as a very big commitment, because it could be similar to a soul-tie, but still possibly different.

one could only know if someone is under a soul contract through partnership where the parties don't own one or the other, but are partners, if one or the other ends up summoning their ring having it appear before those present. I might talk more about this type of soul contract theory another time.

not sure what else to say about the whole possibility of Adam and Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel, sharing Grandchildren...for all we know even if it were true and if it were canon, those two would be clueless.

I just think it is a little amusing, and Adorkable Apple Goober is still at fault for the theory popping into my mind in the first place.

and for all we know, Alastor could still end up being a half-angel, both in his human life and even in his afterlife, and we might find out more about what happen with him for 7 years in Hazbin Hotel Universe, and why he was missing for so long, we might not find out right away but we might in the future.

anyway maybe I will talk about the whole weird ideas and theories about Lucifer and Adam from Hazbin Hotel, maybe another time.

there is a ship drawing I want to hurry up and post up next after this.

not everyone has to agree about the whole theories I talked about in this, even when I got off topic.

Alastor's "X" on his forehead having to do with him being a half-angel in both his human life and even to his death and afterlife, is just a theory, even about him being a descendant of nephilim too is just a theory, and it's okay that some fan theories get debunked and just end up in the Fanon Timeline instead. :)

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