#alice angel x reader
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Hey I was hoping you could do kintoru,Susie Campbell, mommy long legs,fenghuang and daki with a living voodoo doll reader that can transfer an pain the feel and is extremely hard to kill.Please :)
Kintoru/sama,susie campbell/malice,mommy long legs and daki with a living voodoo doll G/N reader
I literally simp for like half these character r u stalking me or smth💀/j
Unfortunately I havnt watched legends of awesomeness so I dont know how to write fenghuang but I'm going go to watch it when I can if it's on Netflix,I'll update this post once I've done or think I can get her character down :)
Anyways of course!
Not proof read,this took so long my tumblr is lagging and my thumb is aching 💀👍
Kintoru/sama
She is initially shocked apon finding you
A living voodoo doll that is able to transfer someones pain,it sounds like a story you tell kids to scare them honestly.
Not only that but you are insanely hard to kill,every time she has her claws on you,you suddenly evade her and run away.
She finds the situation both amusing and annoying.
She eventually gets to the point where she realises you just wont die
So instead she corners you and questions you
Apon finding out that your not entirely sure how you are what you are she feels almost a sense of familiarity,given the fact that she was created by an eldritch God.
Now you may be wondering,how did kintoru find out you can transfer pain?,you transferred your pain to her when she sliced you.boom.
For some reason,you get stuck in her realm,she literally cant get rid of,she tries multiple times before just accepting your there.
She eventually grows to enjoy your presence and you enjoy hers eventually to.
She loves to just pick you up and hold you close to her.
She refuses to admit that shes cuddling you
So she says holding you
She feels relief knowing that you wont die of old age in all honesty
Kintoru will never admit it but she loves you unconditionally
Should yasu EVER try to take you away she will have zero chill, legit hes standing one second dead the next,she will not loose you.
Unless shes sure you can,she probally wont involve you with the whole cursing an entire family tree thing
She let's you put on her hat if you want to,mainly cause she gets to see the large hat on your head and she finds it amusing.
Susie campbell/malice
She to is shocked at learning about you.
Shed definatly try to pursue you after finding out about your capabilities.
It's rare for someone to not be ink-ified so seeing you only dirty and inky is a shocker,her initial thought was that it was the ink that had turned you into the doll.
The first time she learns about your ability is when she saw you get attacked by one of the ink creatures,one slashes you on the stomach before you quickly transferred the injury back to the culprit and fled.
She definatly took notes.
I can see her attempting to appeal good and maybe even flirting to gain your trust
It isnt until you both unexpectedly get put into a fight with eachother that she learns about how much of a pain you are to kill.
After that encounter she thinks more leisurely now,she dosnt like the fact that you can last longer than practically any of the ink creatures down there -bendy/the ink demon
This somehow transcends into your relationship becoming frenemys
Whenever you cross pass it's a short fight with snarky remarks and offhanded insults being thrown back and forth until one just walks away
You both eventually just sit down with eachother and talk,how does this happen? Idk it just does
She talks about her former life before she became and ink creature whilst sadly looking at herself.
Once the questions are diverted to her and she questions your existence,you reply you just simply dont know
She would question more but she dosnt even know how shes living as an ink creature so she cant talk.
After this I can see her warming up to you and letting you around her area of the studio.
Surprisly she likes pda
She would be ecstatic if you would want to help her become beautiful and gets abit upset if you dont but otherwise understands.
She let's you touch her horns and halo,shes very over protective over you
She keeps you away from the ink demon at any and all costs
She wont let him take you away from her.
If you cant defend yourself she will teach you.
Drawing sessions if you like drawing
Mommy long legs
Due to the fact that she is in a factory that literally makes dolls and toys live she wouldnt find it a huge shocker
She seriously dislikes the fact that you can transfer pain,it makes it harder to hunt you down.
Now how did MLL find out about your pain exchange?
Mommy had caught you in a dead ended hallway and was squeezing the life out of you with her elastic plasticky arms,that's when she felt searing pain around her body,it felt like the plastic was squeezing itself and restricting her,
She ended up dropping you as you immediately bolted away from her
She had never taken a chase more seriously
This is also where she learns that your a pain to kill.
You kept ducking in and under pipes and wires as mommy got stuck and tangled,
Not only that but you wernt afraid to take risks as you could pass the pain onto mommy.
This chase probally went on for days before she finally stopped
She would not let go of the fact that you escaped her though,oh.no she wouldnt
She would continuously try and kill you,eachtime another dent,scratch or skudmark appeared on her pink body
It got to the point she literally just broke down,ripping pipes off the wall until you stood against a wall looking at her with bored eyes
She asked what in the world you were and how you could even keep up.
After getting her unsavory answer she ended up just dragging herself further into the factory to calm down,
However you didnt want to leave her alone,and followed her.
Your relationship takes quite abit to bloom since mommy is always shooing you off or holding a rabid wuggy by their cut string above you
After awhile mommy just accepts the fact your staying.
Your relationship once she accepts you not going anywhere improves and you eventually manage to get along
Best cuddles
I'm pretty sure that mommy is one of the more feared toys in the factory so you dont have much to worry about
Mommy scares the other toys into playing nice with you.
I headcanon that boxy is mommy's favorite,because I can,so you get amazing cuddle from an elastic toy and a fluffy box
Sweet with you and murderous with others,couple goals
Once player enters the factory I dnt think mommy would care,shed take poppy have abit of fun.
But,if the player shows succession shed kill him instantly
She finally has someone who loves her and shes not gonna let some old employee ruin it
As for poppy it's just more company for you.
The minute poppy starts to try get you to leave though.
You may find a partially toy absent
Daki
Shes really shocked,alot of things can happen when you change into a demon,but your not a demon?
She emidatly tries to get rid of you
She dosnt want someone one upping her place as upper6
She finds out pretty quickly that you can transfer pain and that your not easily kill-able
It's not until she feels as if her obis have slashed her torso that she kneels over slightly,she checks and her eyes widen as she sees deep cuts in the same positions that she had aimed on your body,mirrored onto her.
After seeing that you no longer had any cuts she came to the conclusion that you could transfer pain,once coming across this discovery she fled
She didnt want to be seen as weak but she didnt want to be killed of by someone who isnt even a demon slayer
She starts to think that your actually a hashira until she feels your aura again,your not your literally not even a demon slayer
She wonders how on earth your alive
She has so many unanswered questions
This list only piles up the more she thinks about it
She eventually traps you in her obi,asking questions and demanding answers
She gets extremely confused and rather angry when you tell her you have no idea how the fuck your even alive
She decides to make a deal with you,she brings you back to the red light district as her "apprentice" and you live,if you decline you die.
Although you know she probally wouldnt be able to kill you,you humor her and decide to go.
This is how you both start to bond
Snarky remarks are often when the two of you are in the same room
Her obi is actually really soft and nice to cuddle with,when your not trapped or being sliced with it
She let's you trace the patterns on it if you wish to.
If you want to do so with the cracks and flowers aswell she'll let you
She loves to do makeup on you or dress up etc
She actually likes giving you personalized gifts aswell as recovering them.
She very affectionate in private,in public shes alright with affection but not as much as in private
Due to the fact you keep daki busy muzan gives you his cursed blessing,he has made it very clear that no harm is to come to you whilst you are in a relationship with her.
Gyuutaro comes in the package with daki
Gyuutaro is rather easy to handle,tell him something positive about his appearance,give him a personalized gift or a slice of affection and that's all he needs
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Just when I thought I already had a massive crush on this woman, she started pulling out the deadly games, draping herself villainously across armchairs, and telling the main character she wanted to put her eyeballs in a jar.
Relationship headcanons about Twisted Alice.
(Gender neutral).
Warnings: mentions of violence.
Masterlist here!
Alice is very protective of you. If you ever leave her little cloud nine, she wants you to tell her where you're heading and how long you think you'll be gone for. She tells you the same stuff if she ventures out. The studio is a big, dangerous place.
What if some filthy creature—or heaven forbid, the Ink Demon—manages to lay its hands on you and you get hurt?
What if you die? Sure, death may simply be a slap on the wrist for some, but you're not the same as what crawls the halls. The machine might not spit you out the same as you were before.
Oh, and if something bad does happen to you, whoever or whatever's responsible will probably end up riddled with bullet holes, splayed out on Alice's operating table, or suffering another terrible fate.
Her favorite form of affection to receive from you is verbal. She soaks it up like a sponge.
Alice is also a massive sucker for acts of service, though. If you go ahead and help her set up traps, gather supplies, organs, or thick ink; hand her tools when she's doing her twisted experiments? Heart eyes, bitch.
One of her favorite places to sit is right on your lap.
I don't know why, but I strongly believe she likes to bite. Not hard. Just... imagine her gently chomping down on the slope of your shoulder after coming up behind you.
She calls you darling and her dear. Honey and baby are typically reserved for condescending use on those she doesn't like.
If you both spoon, Alice greatly prefers to be the big spoon.
Likes when you rest your head on her chest and she can wrap an arm around you.
She's a fan of a back-back mirror cuddle as well.
In line with the topic of cuddling Alice, be warned, she is positively frigid to the touch. Like a corpse! :) And she might get a little ink on you. But hey, if you're in the studio, chances are that every clothing item you own is already stained with the stuff anyway.
She loves to perform for you. Songs, dances. Songs and dances.
Not sure what pet names you'd like to use (if any), but I think Alice would be particularly fond of you referring to her as simply "angel", or things like "beautiful".
She often presses kisses against your temple.
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♥𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜!𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐱 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫♥
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♥You were Henry's Coworker, an adult of midle age, in that time were you still were human you were in your twenty-five's.
♥When you started working there with Henry you were clearly fascinated about all of his creations, especially of Alice Angel.
♥She was just too pretty, had a wonderful voice and was a sweetheart towards you! I mean- How could you NOT love her?
♥The fact that she was your favourite didn't mean that you didn't enjoyed working with Bendy and/or Boris.
♥At first Bendy was like
"mnhn... I tolerate your presence"
♥But as time went by he was more like:
"gimme your attentionnnnnnnn...!"
♥I mean, he was just so clingy towards you and started following you around when he didn't had anything to do.
♥Bendy could be a bit of an asshole sometimes but he mostly was tolerable.
♥It's not like you hated him or someting, It's just that... He was a little attached to you...
♥And by "A little attached" I mean that he hugged you and begged you for not to leave when your journey finished.
♥Alice often teased him about that though...
♥Then, one day, in your journey the building began to flood with Ink.
♥Your human lungs couldn't take it and you died there drowned by Ink.
♥Past some time that to you was just like a little nap you awoke feeling completely diferent.
♥Now your body felt numb and cold, like you were frozen but capable to move, and as you touched your face you opened one of your eyes to see that your hand was covered in Ink as the same of half of your face.
♥A little confused and scared you "borrowed" an Alice Angel mask and broke it to the half to use it to cover your half inked face.
♥As soon as you walked out of the dark room that you were awoken at you soon realized that the studio was completely changed.
♥There were creepy messages and Ink every were.
♥After some time of wandering around you bumped into a tall siluet.
♥You blinked in confusion at the feel of cold and black Ink covering the body of the person- well, Thing, that you've bumped at.
♥When you looked up you half recognized those horns, it was Bendy! well- a scarier version of him, once he recognized you too a few seconds after the bump he smiled (in a demoniac but not bad intentioned way) and lifted you up.
♥"I dId iT! I fInAlLY brIngEd YoU bAck!" He said in a happy but glitched tone, you just blinked surprised until you remembered what happened that day.
♥You were dead... The Ink filled your lungs and you drowned to death!
♥But there you were... now an Ink monster with the inmortal will to kill the people that entered the place...
♥But to that form of Bendy your feelings didn't matter anymore, now you were his company, and he was going to make sure you stayed by his side NO MATER WHAT.
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Headcanons
[BATIM/BATDR] Allison Angel x Female Reader x Alice Angel
Summary: General and romantic headcanons I have about the two main angels in the franchise.
Word Count: 3.54k
Content Warnings: Soft mentions of insecurity
Category: Fluff + Slight angst
[A/N]: Only a few more characters left, then I'll post my master list and rules for requests. Thank you to everyone who has sent in a request so far!
Enjoy!
Allison
General
Generally one of the kindest, most patient people you’re ever going to meet, especially down in the studio
Her temper hardly ever flares up, but there are moments where she’ll act out of pure fear or anger
Even so, it’ll still be hard to tell how furious she is, considering she hardly ever raises her voice outside of battle
It’s just much harder to see the impatient side of her
She tends to be more logical, wanting to think things all the way through, and she is sure to get others to share their perspective of a situation before she makes a plan
After all she’s witnessed throughout her time at the studio, it’s understandable that she’s cautious of every lurking shadow and newcomer
She’ll welcome others if she feels they aren’t a threat, but still tends to keep an escape route pinned in the back of her mind in case things take a turn (as they have in the past)
She and Tom will both head out together most of the time to gather supplies that they can bring to their safehouse
While together, she feels a bit calmer knowing they have each other’s backs
Whenever she’s wandering around alone, however, she constantly feels on edge about whether or not the Ink Demon will come stampeding toward her
On top of this, she worries that Tom won’t be there when she gets back, or that he won’t be in one piece if he is
Helps whoever she can, even if that means putting herself at risk to save them from the cruelty of the studio, such as the Ink Demon, Alice, and the Projectionist
She’ll only put herself at risk for others if she deems them more important than herself, meaning a loved one (such as Tom or someone she took under her wing)
In the darker spaces of the studio, she’ll find blank spaces on the walls or floors and write messages for the Lost Ones who roam around, hoping to provide some sense of hope for them
Tinkers around with any gadget or scraps she can find, typically to create artificial limbs for those she trusts–an example being the animatronic arm she repurposed for Tom to use after he lost his own
Plays off any injury she gets as minor, no matter how severe it actually is, because she doesn’t want to worry others
She doesn’t mind getting help for what she’s endured, but she wants to ensure everyone else is safe first before she tries to scavenge for what she needs
On constant alert when outside of the safehouse, even if she has reinforcements
Sleep doesn’t come easy in the studio, especially to those who know what dangers threaten each wrong turn, so when she isn’t able to rest, Allison will try to find a way to make herself useful
Generally uses this time to count the stock in their storage, feed the fish, scribble out quick lists of plans she has for material, etc.
Always makes sure to let Tom know where she’s headed before she leaves
Actively searches out Lost Ones who need some sort of aid, making sure to keep a can of bacon soup nearby at all times in case it’s needed
Although there are more people in the studio that she trusts aside from Tom, she still is very strict about who she’ll let into the safehouse
The last thing she wants is to be responsible for the death of Tom or herself simply because she was too trusting toward a stranger
Overall, she’s a patient, kindhearted woman who wants to help others in any way she can, but her years in the studio have hardened her into a survivor, leaving her wary of every deadly possibility that may come her way
Romantic
It takes a while for Allison to trust you, considering all that she’s been through. However, the moment she sees you helping someone escape a situation, or she sees you patching a stranger up and handing them provisions, the tension in her body starts to ease up
Once she trusts you enough, she’ll start noticing your interests and hobbies, and she’ll partake in some of them herself if she can
After a while of growing closer to you and learning that she can trust you fully, she’ll either find that she fancies you, or she’ll notice that you like her first with ease
Either way, she’ll most likely take initiative when it comes to confessing and asking the other out
She likes being upfront and honest, especially with those she loves, so she’ll be relatively blunt about how she feels
She’ll take you somewhere that’s special to the both of you, reveal a small setup she made beforehand, and spend time talking with you before she finally confesses
Compared to most, she’s alright with being rejected–things don’t come easy (or at all), and she’s willing to accept that
As she expresses how she feels, there’s a small sense of anxiety creeping in through her words. She hadn’t confessed to anyone since being rebirthed. She stays calm and confident however, so it’s hard to even pick up on the fact that her hands are trembling and there are small beads of sweat forming on the back of her neck
When you tell her you feel the same way and agree to be her girlfriend, she’s relieved more than anything
She’ll spend more time with you in that space for a while before she walks you back to the safehouse to crash for the night
After the relationship had been established, Allison finally got more bold with a few of her motions
With a little bit of patience, she starts growing more comfortable and confident with being your partner, often finding herself resorting to coming to you for comfort and advice instead of Tom
She’ll, of course, be there for you in all of those ways as well
Dates are sometimes hard to initiate in the studio due to the danger, so she’ll make do with what she has
By this, it means she’ll wait until she knows Tom will be out of the safehouse for a while on a supply run. When he’s gone, she’ll bring out a couple of candles, a radio, and gather a few plates with food she had found–thankful that she managed to find something other than bacon soup
You’ll spend the day together at the table, eating what she prepared, playing cards, and just chatting away about whatever comes to mind
After peace finally settled over the studio (after Audrey helped rewrite what happens during the cycle), dates become more frequent and are out in better spaces in the studio, no longer having to worry about the Ink Demon appearing and ruining everything
Although the small city in the middle of the studio is abandoned, Allison will take you there often, carrying a radio with her to set up
She had–with the help of Tom–pushed a few of the cars to the sides of the street, providing an open space in the middle
There, she’ll place down the radio she brings and tune it to a slower song. She’ll then pull you into the large opening and slow dance with you for a while, complimenting you left and right as she leads
She enjoys doing anything and everything with you that she can
Any hobbies that you’ve shown interest in become a pair-hobby
She’ll sit / stand beside you as you paint, sculpt, read, play an instrument, etc., and she’ll be doing the same, essentially mirroring you peacefully at your side
If she can’t participate in your hobbies somehow, she’ll at least show that she takes interest in it, never making you feel dumb for what you enjoy
When settling down for the night, she’s not opposed to bundling up together in bed, surprised at herself for finding any cuddling position comfortable
Regardless of how you sleep, she’ll ensure that she’s holding you in some way
This stems from trauma and experience before the Ink Demon was tamed, though now it’s more of a comfort thing than a protection thing
If you don’t feel like being touched too much, she’ll hold your hand or keep her hand on your shoulder as you sleep
If you’re the opposite, she’ll let you latch onto her like a koala, or she’ll even do it herself if the day had been particularly demanding for her
She just wants to be close to you, regardless of the fact the studio is much safer now
A way for her to be close to you is by giving you some sort of jewelry
After a while of her experimenting with necklaces and bracelets made of scraps she polished and welded, she finally takes a few measurements and brings you to the place she confessed to you at
There, you’ll find a similar setup to before, and things will run smoothly
After a while of dancing together and talking about what the future will look like, she’ll segway into her speech and drop onto her knee, pulling out a ring from her satchel
When you say yes to marrying her, she doesn’t hesitate to slip the ring on your finger and pull you in for a kiss, overjoyed of the outcome
A small wedding, if you’re comfortable with it, is held shortly after, and her vows are heartwarming: she expresses her constant admiration and appreciation for you walking into her life, promising to always be there for you no matter what, slightly whispering by the time she gets to her statement of how she hopes she’s been half the girlfriend to you that you’ve been to her. Her voice manages to crack slightly at the end, and she’s fighting back the tears, wanting to save them for after the kiss
After the wedding, she somehow finds herself growing even closer to you than before, and things finally seem to fall into place for her
Overall, she’s a loving, understanding, patient partner who wants to be there for you in every possible way. She’ll show interest in your own hobbies, partaking in them herself most of the time, and she’s constantly trying to find a way to make time spent alone together more special. Dates, even before the Ink Demon has been disposed of as a threat, are heartfelt and meaningful, each small act one of intimacy and adoration. She makes time for you, and she always takes your opinions into consideration before making a final decision. With her, you’ll feel safe, understood, and never judged for who you are
Malice
General
Contrary to Allison, Malice–or Susie–tends to be more hotheaded
It’s not hard to upset her, though if she trusts you enough, it’ll sort of be easier to calm her back down
Extremely paranoid of newcomers, and even of those she’s known for decades
Terrified of stumbling across the Ink Demon, so she’ll end up sending any poor soul she’s fortunate to come across on an errand run, promising to send them home as a thank you when they’re done
It’s hard to gain her trust. In her mind, everyone in the studio is out to get her, and she’ll do whatever she can to keep herself safe
When she does have to scavenge for supplies on her own, she keeps a weapon handy at all times, whether it be her tommy gun or a Gent pipe
In what she calls her sanctuary, any mirror that can be found has either been shattered or covered with a thick cloth
The only place a still in-tact mirror can be found is her workshop, where she uses her twisted devices to torture and experiment on the corrupted members of the Butcher Gang
She keeps the mirror there to check how the experiments of harvesting and digesting organs is affecting her physical form
Each time she sees the tattered side of her face, still ripped open and taunting her, she has to will everything in herself not to smash everything in her sight, instead trying to focus on repairing her equipment and scanning across the monitors for the cameras she has set up around the studio
Tends to target creatures that come out “perfect,” meaning she’ll spare the Lost Ones and Searchers if they don’t get in her way
In her room, she keeps a record of her experiments and studies on the anatomy of whatever she can get her hands on
Emptied out the bookshelf closest to the sofa she sleeps on to store her journals and notes
Selfish beyond belief–she refuses to actively help others on her own volition, even if they’re at her feet begging
In order to keep herself safe, she went on a rampage during her first few years after being rebirthed, making a point to others that she’s one to be feared
This worked well, allowing her to isolate herself and focus on perfecting her injections, though it also caused issues with her sanity
Can often be heard shrieking at herself, almost like she’s arguing with herself about whatever has crawled under her skin in the moment
Although she appreciates feeling safe in her solitude, she aches for someone to help her with her dream of one day becoming beautiful again–someone who won’t look at her with terror or hatred
Self-sabotages any kind of trust she has with someone, too worried they’ll double-cross her and she’ll wind up at the mercy of the Ink Demon again
Ultimately, a very paranoid, insecure woman who longs to find herself again. She buries herself in work to distract herself from the reality of what would haunt her mind if she acknowledged it, specifically the abominations that meander through the levels of the studio
Romantic
It takes forever to fully gain her trust enough for her to actually fall for you
After all she had bared witness to in her time down in the studio, it’s hard to blame her for being paranoid about new people around the area
If you somehow manage to stay on her good side and gain her trust, however, she’ll cling to you
In her eyes, you’re the only light left in her dull life down in the inky depths of the very place that made her the way she is
For a while, she’ll keep you hidden in the furthest corner of her safety zone on Level Nine, terrified she’s going to lose the one good thing still left in her life
With a lot of convincing (and the promise made to always carry around a weapon), Malice will finally let you wander around more and more. It’ll start off with her attached at your hip and walking with you everywhere, then slowly shift to her watching you from her cameras
Even when she knows you’ll be safe out in the places you choose to go, she’ll still keep an eye on her monitors here and there to make sure there isn’t anything weird lurking nearby
One way to make her trust you is to promise to help her on her journey to recover her beauty (and sanity)
More often than not, you’ll find her hidden away somewhere in her sanctuary, sobbing and curled up on the ground as she desperately tries to hide her face from you
You’ll have to comfort her when she gets that way
One thing that makes her melt during her swings of insecurity is when you hold her close and caress her face, especially if you cup the tattered side just as tenderly as the part that’s still in-tact
Gaze at her without any sense of fear or discomfort, and she’ll break, weeping against you after she drops her head against one of your shoulders, her hands clutching at your shirt to try and pull you closer
If you work with her enough, she’ll start to grow a little more comfortable with how she looks. She’ll still have breakdowns and moments where she wants to be alone, but she’ll come around to you sooner or later
Will absolutely gawk at you with hearts in her eyes if you protect her from the creatures threatening to attack when you both go out to scavenge for supplies. Bonus points if you help her in her lab with dissecting the Butcher Gang’s organs
Since she’s managed to keep Level Nine relatively safe from the Ink Demon, there’s a wider amount of space for her to bring you for dates
During these moments alone in random parts of her sanctuary, she’ll feel safe enough to show her vulnerabilities, showing you the torn part of her face without trying to hide behind her hair or turn away
She’ll express that she’s worried about the future, wondering if she’ll ever manage to perfect her experiments and fix her face
Comfort her when she talks about those insecurities, and she’ll practically swoon, melting under your touch and leaning into it as she scoots closer
One of the main things about being with her is she needs constant reassurance that you love her and aren’t afraid of her
It’s hard for her to trust anyone, and when she finally fully trusts you, she wants to do everything she can to keep you in her life, even if it means resorting to selfish means. It’s not necessarily her fault for being so possessive, but you’ll eventually have to convince her to work on it when it gets to be too much
Even after things settle down when Audrey shows up, she’s still be worried about you leaving certain parts of the studio that she can’t access with her cameras, and she’ll come with you for a while
Eventually, she’ll realize she isn’t in constant danger anymore and will let you wander off on your own, so long as you promise you’ll be back soon
She may not participate in your hobbies the way Allison would, but she’ll certainly show curiosity and interest in them. If they’re more on the scientific side, she may join you here and there to learn more about them
At home at night, she almost always needs to be holding you when asleep. More likely than not, she’ll spoon you from behind or just hold you against her chest, keeping one hand next to yours at all times
It’s hard for her to sleep half of the time, so even if you manage to get her to crash for a bit, it won’t be long before you feel her toying with your hair or shirt to keep herself distracted after waking up
She doesn’t want to wake you up just because she’s getting antsy, which is why she does this
When she does manage to sleep throughout a whole night, it’s ridiculously hard to get her out of bed until the early evening. She’ll cling to you and keep you in the bed with her until she’s ready to wake up and get ready for the day, so make sure you have a book or something nearby to keep yourself occupied
Marriage with her is a strange subject, considering she hardly ever speaks to anyone else aside from you (meaning she has no one but you to go to for advice on it). By the time she proposes with a ring she made using the metal from a few of her older tools, you’re already aware of what she has planned, but manage to pretend to be surprised anyway
She’s overwhelmed after you say yes, already worrying about how she’s going to make the wedding perfect, frantically asking you what you want to add to the ceremony and the decorations by the time you head back to the sanctuary
During the wedding, which is held in the Heavenly Toys lobby, her vows start off a little rocky, but just as quickly grow as meaningful as you’ve learned she can secretly be. She talks about how odd she found it that you trusted her so quickly at the beginning of the relationship, but adds that, after looking back on it, she’s grateful you did. She expresses how inspired you’ve made her over the years, and how you always help her work through any issue she has, never looking at her as a burden. She stresses the fact that she loves you more than anything or anyone else, and how she wants to always protect you and keep you happy.
After the wedding, she finally starts to let herself relax. She starts to open up more, and if you strike the right chord with her, she’ll start studying more humane ways to run her experiments
Ultimately, she starts off as a very paranoid partner, terrified you’re going to leave her or be mercilessly slaughtered out in the halls out of her reach. She keeps you close, essentially growing possessive over you within a short amount of time. However, after a while of gaining her trust and promising you’re there to stay, she’ll loosen up and provide more freedom. She wants to keep you safe, even if it means she comes across as selfish, but she knows you can hold your own in most situations, and she’ll learn to have more faith in you. After all, you’re now her wife. There’s nothing her wife can’t handle
#fluff#x reader#female reader#slight angst#batim#batdr#alice angel#alice angel x reader#alice angel x female reader#allison angel#allison angel x reader#twisted alice angel x reader#batim x reader#batdr x reader
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Hi, I just wanted to ask for some romantic headcannons for my angel queen Alice ^u^
yass
reader is gn
warnings: brief mention of organ harvesting
-this woman
-she cannot make up her mind whether she loves you or despises you
-maybe both? both.
-alice cannot stand how gorgeous you are but she can't bring herself to rip your face off
-so she caresses and worships it instead
-since she adores you so much she'll set up entire dinner parties just for the two of you, kidnapping poor lost ones and making them act like they're happy to be there
-you eventually tell her dinners between just her and you are nice too (she believes she needs an audience to validate her love for you, if that makes sense)
-she's very... wishy washy, about everything. she’ll pretend she hates you one moment and be full of herself, putting herself on a pedestal and saying you should be grateful to even have her as your s/o, and the next she’s trying to convince you she totally won’t harvest your organs in your sleep
-alice can be very romantic when she wants to be. putting on a show is her gig so she’d sing for you, put on classical instrumental music and dance with you
-though she does expect in return for you to “treat her like a lady” and do the same, if not more so for her
-she also appreciates that you never bring up or mention the extra orifices on her face
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Alice Angel: Dating Headcanons
-If you ever can’t sleep, she can simply just hum or sing a song to help you sleep
-Let’s you try on her halo
-Doesn’t hurt you at all
-Bugs you to sing to her
-Fusses over your wounds or cuts when your hurt
-Her always complimenting you 24/7
-✨Cuddles✨
-Never EVER makes you sad, mad or upset
-Can tell if your depressed or sad
-Caring girlfriend
-Wraps you with her wings during hugs (if you prefer her with wings. Ignore if you don’t)
-Hating Bendy together
-Gent-le kisses (y’all know what that means)
-Her checking up on you a lot if you work at the studio
-She loves it when both of you sing together
Sorry if this was shitty, I never done dating headcanons 😅 ~Caraleigh
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Hear me out:
Twisted Alice with a S/o who was reincarnated into a version of Alice Angel from the ink but they changed their appearance to look more like themselves but still kinda look like Alice (like they cut their hair, maybe changed their outfit, maybe more-)
This one was interesting to do! Anything can be changed in imagination. Thank you for requesting this! Twisted Alice really doesn't get enough love.))
(Again you can change anything you want in ur mind , i.e gender, hair style, clothing, etc)
Twisted Alice x GN!Incarnate Reader
Alice as most know, is not one for "love", she despises the concept of love, even thinking about it alone makes her want to rip searchers to shreds. Ever since she was double crossed by Joey back in the 30's and sacrificed to the Machine, she swore off on loving anyone as her trust in new people was greatly diminished. She wouldn't even begin to think that anyone would love her, because of her face. One eye gouged out and part of her mouth ripped open like Mark Hoffman from Saw. That's why she has a conquest to be "beautiful".
But, something changed inside Alice when she first saw you.
At first she wanted to gut you for your insides to heal her face, as you were an incarnation of her, but that never happened. She was more than surprised when you gave her one thing that she has not experienced in a long time... that thing is kindness.
She questions you when you show her kindness, saying "Why, are you being so nice to me? I wanted to harvest your insides not even thirty seconds ago!" And you simply replied with,
"Even the most damned beings, deserve compassion and kindness."
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Alice was ready to breakdown into tears, crying was something she was not acquainted with so she held it back the best she could. She did try, but when she felt two arms encircle her in an embrace, the waterworks flowed from her eye and ripped sobs from her throat.
Sinking down to the ground, the fallen angel weeped in your arms as you held her tight, not willing to let any monster attack her as she was vulnerable. And so from then on, a relationship blossomed, Alice; the twisted angel, and an Alice incarnate by the name of F/N.
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~ Alice does her best to make sure you are comfortable being with her in a relationship, as her murderous habits still stick with her, she can't help that though.
~She cherishes you like you are a piece of fragile ruby, not letting you out of her sight and likes to he near you
~the poor woman is touch starved after not having much interaction for over the past 30-40+ years, so she likes to do anything to touch you. Whether that be holding your hand, brushing your leg with hers, bear hugging, etc.
~if the Ink Demon is to attempt to lay a finger on you, she chases him down with an axe, screaming to get away from her darlin'
~she loves it when you have your attention on her, it just makes her feel whole.
~when you are focusing on another task and haven't payed attention to Alice in awhile, she will rip you away from whatever you are doing, and will sit on your bed with you until you pay attention to her
~Alice loves sleeping next to you
~you keep her nightmares away at night, as all she can dream about next to you is pleasant dreams of you and her
(A mix of headcanons/the backstory how you met?? I could've done better but limited time because of school. Ciao for now! Hope you liked it!)
#bendy and the ink machine#bendy and the dark revival#alice angel#alice angel x reader#twisted alice#alice angel incarnate reader#fluff#very mild angst if you squint enough
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Hi there! I’ve read quite a lot of your posts and I think they’re amazing. So, I was wondering if you could possibly write a Alastor one shot (or headcanons) in a relationship with a fem! Reader who’s like Alice Angel? Look wise as well (From BATIM).
If you could that would be amazing. If not that’s completely fine! Thank you and have a great day :).
Alastor X Fem Alice Angle Reader
Now there are two sides of you a very sweet and kind soul then there is your manipulative side that would do anything to get what you want
Now Alastor loves when you sing and even has your songs in the radio
Now when you call yourself an angle many just laugh but Alastor calls you his sweet angel darling
Now you and Alastor have duets, singing and dancing you both love doing
Alastor loves you look and how soft you are and thinks it’s cute the way ink looking stuff comes down your face
You love when Alastor calls you beautiful and yes he likes to remind you as he hates of how much you think that you aren’t so yes you are his beautiful angel
If your song is about to come on he would call you call you the “Angel of hell” “demon sent from heaven”
Both of you are always seen smiling no matter the scene but you are usually the first to turn your face into a scowl
But I do believe out of the both of you you are less harsh while Alastor can be a bit more extreme
If you ever have a singing gig, like singing at a club Alastor would be front row
You are usually praising Alastor and while he doesn’t admit it Alastor loves when you talk about how great he is
I would have to say that you are the one that told Alastor about the Happy hotel that yes you may call yourself an angle but your delusional self wouldn’t go that far so you and Alastor both agreed to go check it out and wanting to see how much a sinner can fail once again
You do usually help Alastor while he is on the radio and he likes the here some of your opinions
Overall I honestly like this dynamic a sweet but yet manipulative girl with her sadistic boyfriend/husband
You two are the power couple of hell and say that you can even rival Lucifer and Lilith
#hazbin hotel x fem reader#hazbin hotel x reader#alice angel#fem reader#hazbin hotel alastor x reader#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor x reader#alastor hazbin hotel#Alastor hazbin hotel x reader#helluva boss x reader#hazbin hotel x female reader#helluva boss#hazbin hotel#bendy and the ink machine#allison angel
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A/N: I’m still doin requests, just wanted to make this at the moment
“THE DEVIL HIMSELF?”
relationship(s): ink demon x Joey drew!daughter
Warning(s): smut, stalking (abit)
drip. drip, drop. that’s all you could hear. over and over. why couldn’t you see? what’s going on? you finally opened your eyes to find yourself in a bed, but not your bed. where were you? you sat up and felt your head, god, you had a massive headache.
you thought over what could’ve possibly happened before you fell asleep and then you remembered. you had came back to your fathers abandoned workshop to visit bendy and the others. you had grown quite a lot but you believed they would still remember you. you were 10 when they last saw you.
you were now 21 , only 11 years? not too long you hope. you had gotten out the bed and began to creep out the door. you seen a black dog/wolf. Boris! you went over and hugged him. he looked at you and pulled you off softly. “ma’am? who are you?” you were shocked for a moment before you uttered the words that stopped Boris in his tracks.
“Y/N Drew.”
he hugged you tightly, sniffling. “Y/N, we missed you so much!!” you hugged him back and shook your head at his words, feeling little tears build at the corner of your eyes to. he quickly sat you at the table before he pulled out some type of soup, asking if you were hungry. you quickly shook your head, you didn’t wanna be rude but you already knew it was probably very very veryyyyy old. I mean they can drink it of course, but you’d probably get sick.
“so.. how’s Joey?” you shrugged “fine, he’s doing fine..” Boris looked at you. “why say it like that, hun?” you looked at him. “I guess.. I never quite got over how he left you guys..” he nodded, not saying anything more. you quickly got up, realizing something.
“Where’s Bendy?!.. where’s Alice?!”
he looked at you and sighed. “they are.. not who they used to be. they fell apart after everyone abandoned us.” “.. what happened?” “they turned demonic and empowered.. that’s why I’ve been hiding here.”
“oh.”
you had left the little hiding place with Boris and was now walking around the warehouse. you felt so bad watching the once shiny and glimmering walls now filled with thick ink. you looked around high and low, finding tapes of your fathers coworkers.
you ran across Alice’s territory and she stopped you, asking you to be her little ‘errand girl’. you denied but you didn’t have much of a choice. she began to give you instructions as you did it, no questions asked. you just.. you just wanted to know and see your friends again.
Alice had instructed you to the deepest darkest part of the warehouse to find the ‘devil himself’ so she could rule this place. by herself. you wondered who the devil was. you just knew it wasn’t your sweet innocent Bendy. that cute little devil. you walked through the thick ink, cringing at the feeling of the ink on your legs.
you had came to a door and this.. this thing came out the ink and tried to grab you. you screamed and ran while you heard it hurriedly following you. you ran and ran, more and more of those things were popping out of little things of ink of the ground. they ran you straight into the room where the ink demon sustained himself in. he wasn’t in there at the moment though.. not like you even knew that was his room. great.
you took a breath, not knowing where you had gotten yourself into. what room was this? who’s room was this? questions filled your head so quickly. it was to ‘inky’ for you to tell. you could see a bed though. atleast it looked comfortable.
you took a seat on the bed. you looked over yourself, noticed how you were almost completely covered in ink. you grimaced as you attempted to wipe it off your face. seems like those things were afraid to come in here. you rolled your eyes as you thought over you situation. you haven’t even found Bendy yet and Alice is still waiting on you to find the ‘Devil himself’ - the Ink Demon.
“fuck, one of those things scratched my leg!” you seethed before you got up and went out the room. you looked around and sighed with relief. no fucking monsters. you slowly walked to the infirmary. it took you awhile to get there since the gash on your leg was pretty bad. you finally got there and sat, putting a towel in your mouth as you grabbed the alcohol and bandages.
you wiped the tears off your cheek as you got off the infirmary bed, you headed back to the task at hand. finding the devil himself. you walked around the ink filled rooms with no sign of horns at all. you sighed as your got tired of walking. you found a halfway decent room and sat down. just then, you saw eyes watching you.
you quickly sat up as they began to move around. you followed the eyes, only to see it was one of those monsters, watching. you wondered why he didn’t attack? maybe he was ordered not to by Alice. you quickly followed the little monster and hid behind a wall as he walked right in front of a tall horrific .. demon. you couldn’t help but think that was the devil.
you sat there and watched as Bendy listened to the groans and grunts of the monster, seemingly understanding. you had moved your foot which made the ink slosh. the demon instantly looking up at you. your heart stopped. you guys locked eyes for a few moments(even though you couldn’t see his eyes) before you snapped out of it and began to run, scared. he was scarier than Alice!
you ran, the hard pitter patter, being heard through the murky ‘water’. you heard his minions following you rather then himself. pussy. you thought as you ran a corner, knocking straight into a rock hard chest. your heart stopped. you slowly looked up to see him, smiling over you.
you gulped as you backed up abit. “Bendyyy..! hi, buddy, remember me?” you asked as he looked at you - no, stared at you. he came close and his hand slowly landed on your face as his gruff voice came out. “Y/N?..” you quickly nodded. “yea, yes, bends, it’s me!”
before you guys could begin to talk, he was carrying you, bridal style. you came inside that room you were in earlier with that bed. ah, so this was his room. he dropped you on his bed, before he wanted no time, ripping off your clothes. your eyes widened as you covered yourself. “What are you doing?!”
he quickly shut you up though. his head inbetween your soft plush like thighs as he ate you out. his slimy black tongue trailing between your clit and your unused hole. he kissed your inner thighs before his mouth came right back to your dripping core, sucking your swollen bud. he deemed you wet enough after awhile.
he took his achy cock out. the tip gray, swollen, with a bit of pre-cum, already licking. you sat up abit as you seen it. it had to be atleast 11 inches! he took a look at you and seen your growing nerves as he stroked his lengthy cock. “shhh.. be a good girl and atleast try, okay?”
you reached between the two of you and stroked his cock a few times causing a growl to escape his lips. from him already slicking you up, he pushed inside, no problem… until he tried to thrust more inside. you held onto his arms, the ink beginning to drip down your hands. you took a sigh and Bendy chickled before he pushed himself deeper into your soaked hole. you let out a whimper as you looked up at him, desperately.
his cock was swallowed by your tight hole. he growled as he fucked into you like you were some rag doll he had found. his hard cock finally pushed all the way inside, you choked out a sob as your gummy walls stretched to accommodate him. you moaned out his name as he started moving faster, his tail rubbing your clit deliciously. making you squirm.
your pussy was quivering as you had squirted on his cock and chest about 3 times already while he hadn’t cum twice. he switched your position, flipping you on your stomach as he slid into you once more, making rough and passionate love to your hole. his hands came up to your tit and squeezed. loving the feeling of the flesh between his ungodly hands. you moaned loudly as he bit into your shoulder, cumming into your womb.
you took deep breaths as your vision began to blacken and you faintly saw Bendys shadow walking out the room after covering you. after that, you were out far too soon.
TAGS : @2faced-fairy @alyssalololol
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Alastor with a Alice Angel S/O
I couldn’t help myself with this idea!! It’s just aaaaa- ok I’m only doing the Alice Angel based off her as in the cartoons not the actual game & also based off Betty Boop too. Btw this is taking place in the Cannibal Colony since that’s there time period in their town is based off !!!!
This idea came from @screaminhysteria so ty!!!!! Ahhhh-
One more thing - this works perfectly time period 1920’s-1940’s. Ah yes the golden age of animation & the roaring 20’s!!
Let the historical accuracy begin!!!
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~As Alastor’s S/o you too tend to be seen in speakeasy’s or jazz clubs! Your voice beautiful & he’s radio host skills- plus so piano playing on the side.. most would say-“Golly! What a duo!”
~The first time you too met it was during one of your performances at a speakeasy, fine jazz playing and swing jamming. Walking into the room was an incredible atmosphere for him, since he loved the thrill of others.
~Singing in the center was you, others dancing at your voice. Others singing along as you sang, you were at your happiest moment ever.
~Alastor watching from his seat, staring at you. Your smile, your charm, the way you sway softly to the beat the music.
~Curiously, Alastor decided to take a shot and ask you to dance a swing with him. Breathing in sharply he made his way to the floor and towards the stage. You were about to continue singing but heard a soft-
~ “Hello! My dear, care for a dance?” You took his hand and joined him.. the rest was history!
~ As a S/o of Alastor, you are well protected from others. Especially when it comes to rowdy patrons in the speakeasy’s & Clubs, he will be secretly be scouting that Parton and “chatting” with him in a nearby dark ally ….
~ You on the other hand are very kind and giddy towards Alastor but in front of others, you make sure to let everyone know that your taken by someone special. Making sure to swat away hands from touching you while you’re singing..
~When you enter at speakeasy your always dress to perfection, the finest black attire. Sometimes you sometimes wear a beautiful deer fur scarf around the back of your arms, of course the fur from Alastor.
~Alastor loves your dressing attire, but he dose have to fend off unwanted attention from you when it comes to wearing more “flashy” attire. Most those that show a lot more skin than usual, but he tends so see you in awe starring at him when he “deals” with those who don’t understand the concept of “personal space”.
~At his radio show broadcast, he will always praise you on the radio and telling his listeners about your singing skills are beautiful. Sometimes you will receive letters from your mail of people asking you to perform at their business. With pay of course..
~Although he adores telling others of you but he dose tell his listeners that he must warn them that you are in a loving relationship and he will not tolerate those who want to interfere with your love life..
~What a gentleman!~
~ Sometimes you two will stay up late and slow dance to the radio, ( like a nice song will be “All the things you are by Dizzy Gillespie). You will be holding his hand while you have a hand on his shoulder, his grin- well unchanged but sweet. He hand on your hips & his head close to yours..
~ As an Half Angel, you do tend to view things differently from Alastor but you’d learned to be fine with it.. like for example, cannibalism. Yes you live in the Cannibal Colony but you aren’t a cannibal yourself, your just very good friends with the head of the colony, Rosie.
~She doesn’t mind the fact your aren’t cannibal but she just adores you as much as Alastor . As a friend of course!
~ Alastor is happy that you and Rosie are great friends, sometimes you too will go on outings around the town. Alastor trusts Rosie around you, even though you are half angel.
~ Alastor and you go on so many dates, at least three times a week. He’s always a gentleman, holding the door for you, pushing your chair in, complimenting you, insisting on paying for the both of you. What a man..
~ You know Husker & Niffty,- of course!. You & Niffty tend to go shopping for clothing together since you both have certain tastes in clothing, which makes the trip more enjoyable! She would give you her opinions on what outfits to wear for your performances!
~And you will tell her what shade of pink will suite her the best and occasionally have to calm her down when she see a male walking around.
~Husker has to push his manners button for you, because you are Alastor’s one & only so he doesn’t want to get hurt by him. He dose know what types of drinks you like.
~But you don’t necessarily drink a lot so he has fruity alternatives like, an strawberry lemonade, sparkling cider or a sherry temple - with extra cherries please!
~He dose like your company too, you will tell him about the bars that have a lot of gambling there and sometimes will tell him to go have fun while Alastor is in a good mood.
~You do tend to visit Alastor at his little pet project- The Hazbin Hotel, of course! You don’t want to redeem yourself but you’re supporting your love, no matter what.
~But when you meet the princess of hell, Charlie. You both question each other, another half angel half demon?. Do you know each other? But Alastor just just hummed sweetly to you, not to “worry about what you are! It will ruin your sweet charms”.
~ You would leave him lunch, usually containing deer meat and sweet honey beignets. The beignets homemade of course, since he’s from New Orleans.
~ When it comes to, killing other demons or demons selling their souls to Alastor your not bothered by it. You would most of the time just stare at the demon/sinner in quietness. But if they rubbed Alastor the wrong way, well you won’t show mercy to them either. “Please! Make him stop! I’m begging you! Sweet Angel!”
~Walking up to them, gently lifting their head up as their body- mangled.. you would smile sweetly, “ Sweet, demon.. how I pity you as an Angel. But for disturbing my Alastor.. I’m afraid you must die now..”
~And with a snap of his fingers, the demon is no more as you grin. Placing a soft peck on his cheek, his grin growing larger.
~ “ Now my dear, how bout a dance?” He cheers as he wrapped his hand around your waist, “I’d love too!”
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Aaaaaaa-! That’s the end!!! I hope you like it!! I personally love it I think it’s very cute!! Part 2 of Lucifer vs Alastor will be done by tomorrow!! And I can not wait for the last two episodes of Hazbin Hotel!!!!
~myredrainbow
#hazbin hotel#x reader#alastor#x y/n#x y/n fluff#batim#alice angel#1930s#1920s#1940s#husker hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel rosie#hazbin hotel niffty
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The Angel vs Radio Demon
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Pair: Alastor x Alice Angel Reader
Quick A/N: So this was very last minute and it may not make a lot of sense because I haven’t slept in 2 days and I have been focusing on my personal life with my boyfriend and I making some major changes in our lives (trust me they are pretty big). Also this is my post for this month as I won’t do smut. Anyway here you go loves!
Tw: Cursing, fighting, self doubt, losing, Al is warning himself, past life, death, and describing someone dying.
Reader’s POV
Being in hell wasn’t all that bad. It had its perks here and there. However what wasn’t making me happy was being compared to the radio demon because we had the same statistic voice. Not that it bothered him, I was just a normal run of the mill demon who used to have her own show in the 1936. I was always more popular than that little devil! I wan Angel compared to him! Especially compared to the famous Radio Demon Alastor. His name makes my blood boil not to mention every time I hear him on the radio.
I hate that he still does Radio there needs to be a new voice. Maybe I could do a new show, be the star I was! That made me turn my horns upward! Of course, I can make this overlord stop radio if it has live music and all the bell and whistles! I smiled and started to walk to the hotel on the hill. I knocked and saw the princess of hell. Oh right she owns this place.
“Oh hello! Welcome to The Hazbin Hotel!” She spoke happily. Wow that’s going to tire her out quickly. “I’m not here for whatever you want I am here for the Radio Demon! I want to challenge him on the radio for all to hear!” I said proudly as the princess of hell frowned.
“A fight you say?” I heard and there he was out of the shadows with a large grin. Shit his voice does sound similar to mine, what a jerk stealing my voice! “Yes over the radio!” I said with a smirk as he smiled wider. “A fight you say well that sounds like splendid idea!” He said as he held his cane in his off hand.
“Let’s make a deal.” He said. I know people make deals with him, but I bet I’ll win this fight. After all I’ll have a new show, my own show again! “If I win I get domaine over radio and my own show!” I told him as he seemed to rest his smile a bit, however never stopped. “If I win I get your soul and keep my control over radio.” He spoke his static voice hiding something different. “Deal!” I said happily.
“Let’s begin shall we?” He said as I smiled widely and nodded. “Eager as a devil are we?” I asked as he lead me to his radio tower. “Oh more than an eager my dear!” He spoke as his hands were behind his back as he walked. “I get my own show back!” I spoke happily. “You’re own show back?” He asked and I smiled. “I was big deal when I was alive, but that’s Devil inky prick took my show away!” I growled and looked down with anger.
“So you were like me except I kept my show even in death.” He spoke not facing me. He was hiding something behind that voice. “They called you an angel I assume?” He asked, something sinister in the way he spoke. “How do you know what they called me?” I asked. “Well I reported on your death of course. They never found your killer.” He said as we walked in his radio tower. He faces me and with a bigger smile than I have ever saw and he said the thing he was wanting to say.
“After all I was careful in killing you.” He spoke and that set me off my horns growing bigger. “How dare you kill me!” I growled as he laughed manically, “It was so fun! The way you told me your problems the minute I told you I could help you and you blindly trusted a man you just met!” He laughed.
“Let’s do this!” I growled as we went back and forth on the radio. It seemed I was winning, but we would find out. “Now we see who wins, me the angel or mister radio demon over here.” I said making me sound angelic and him a boring old voice. We went off the air and I smirk as he smiled at me, that seemed to be his resting face. “This is it isn’t it Cher?” He asked as I growled my horns had shrunk as I looked at my reflection in his monocle. I looked happy for once. I looked like how I did in my show. I avoided my own reflection all this time. I was black and white just like that stupid boss of mine said when I was alive.
“I forfeit.” I spoke and looked out on the town. “I had an actual show not a radio show.” I spoke as he tilted his head smile ever so present on his smile. “I get your soul if you forfeit.” He spoke. “Yes I don’t mind anymore, I got to talk to the people I loved so much when I was alive. That’s all I wanted.” I spoke softly. I. Saw green chains appear on me and he pulled me close to him.
“You were a natural on the air, such a shame, maybe I shouldn’t have killed you.” He spoke with a wider smile. “However you confuse me.” He spoke and I was starting to confused. “You still drive me absolutely insane in the worst way even in hell!” He said his static voice almost corrupted.
My own static voice gasped, no that can’t mean he felt I felt there too. “There was something about the way you hosted. The way you stole my attention away from broadcasting.” He spoke as I smiled softly. We were impossibly close now. The radio demon has never been so close to anyone ever known, they would be dead by now. “You drive me to terrible things Cher.” He spoke as I laughed softly the static of our voices mixing. “You know I always admired you on those weird video boxes.” He spoke a red tint appeared to his gray skin. “Well show me then.”
Then he kissed me, sure he baited it out of me, but how many people can say they kissed Alastor THE Radio Demon. Maybe we could do radio together. Maybe we could’ve. I never thought of that, how stupid.
A/n: Again sorry if this sucked I’ve been busy and have had little too no inspiration and bad writers block anyway from what I saw only one person wants to be tagged so I will tag them here @supernerdycookietrashblrr
#one shot#alice angel#alastor x you#alastor x y/n#hazbin alastor#alastor the radio demon#alastor x reader#alastor#the radio demon#the radio demon x reader#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin spoilers#hazbin hotel#bendy and the ink machine#hazbin hotel oneshots
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Love your stuff man, can I get audrey bendy susie allison and carly(the ghost girl) x a reader that is a living shadow like dr facilier's shadow and can manipulate people through there shadows, Again love your stuff.
Audrey,bendy,susie,allison and carly x shadow reader that can manipulate living matter
Of course u can!
Has been proofread!
Audrey
Considering the fact that shes been bothered by all sorts of things since shes entered this inky hell,I think it's safe to say she would be somewhat surprised apon initially finding you
That's until she finds out that you can interact with people through their shadows
Shes honestly terrified once she finds you practically playing ping pong with some stray searchers
The ink around the place dosnt help,it becomes harder to locate you when your against a almost pitch black surface
Once befriended you though all the things that were a issue before became an uperhand
If shes ever in trouble,should a searcher get to close you can pull it back and just hold it there
She finds it funny when you hold one back and it has no idea what tf is going on
After friending you she finds your powers cool and not as terrifying
You can create little puppet shows for her and manipulate shadows to dance and do stuff
Audrey finds you a massive help when navigating through the place
When she manages to escape you bet shes taking you with her
Once in the real world you can have alot more freedom and it's easier to find you now that the hallways have colour.
Bendy
He knows of all the weird creatures that live in the studio,its his realm
Yet he hadnt seen you before
A shadow,that can manipulate living matter by using their shadows?
How interesting
Would probally take a similar approach with you like he did with audrey
If your even made out of ink
He likes to watch when you mess around with people's shadows,tripping up searchers and fucking around with the lost souls
If you ever manage to trip up Wilson you'll definatly get on bendys "do not kill yet"list
He dosnt know how you can even exist because your literally a shadow,do you perhaps have a seperate body somewhere in the studio?perhaps only your shadow appears
He trys to find a logical explanation but cant so he kinda just goes "well if you dont help Wilson or audrey then u stay away"
He dosnt care about you if your not a threat,hes annoyed he cant talk telepathicly or controll u though
Once he bonds with you though you can be a pretty nasty duo
If anybody tries to run away I dont think theyll get very far,
The studio is abit slippery today,or maybe it's the fact that you tripped them over
Well either way they fell head over heels,just like bendy did for you
Anyways,intruders dont get far as you drag them to wherever the ink demon is to take care of them
If you play with his shadow he will get annoyed so dont do that
Susie/malice
Shes been around the studio for God knows how long,so of course she knows about the things the ink creates
However she had never seen a being quiet like you
Shes not bothered by you until you pull on her arm and mess with her,she thinks it's a lurcher trying to annoy her at first until she comes to the realization that shes alone
After that she dosnt like to see you
She thinks that your always gonna pull on her hair or something and since your a shadow she cant do anything,so she just leaves,not being bothered to deal with you when more important matters are at hand
She eventually talk to you when your both in the same room,although the conversation starts out rough,she dosnt like being messed with,especially when she cant do anything to stop it
After eventually getting over her grudge she speaks to you...passively?
Relatively passivly
Eventually a friendship starts to bloom though
Theres a very high chance you could bond over a common hatred for the ink demon
Definatly asks if you can fuck around with audrey and Wilson
You can both be quite scary when in the same room,especially if one of them has something against you
Allison
Shes a survivor,she knows the things that lurk in the shadows of the ink but shes also not afraid to stand her ground against them
Once coming across you,allison will immidatly deem you as a threat,nothing is as it seems in the studio
When she finds out that you can move people through their shadows etc,shes not surprised,like mentioned previously,the things in this realm are made to deceive you
If you become troublesome for her and Tom then she will light candles everywhere or choose lit up areas,only venturing into dim ones when shes sure your not lurking around a corner
Once she somewhat friends you,you can be a massive help,she found out that you can also interact with stuff like bacon soup,so sometimes you go out getting supplies so they dont get injured by the ink demon or anything
Tom warms up to you surprisingly quick(its because you spoil him)
She does eventually admit that maybe she judged you to hard to being with
Carley
Considering the fact that shes a ghost aswell she'd be very intrigued by a shadow like you
Shes probally the only one on this list who isnt surprised that you can interact with peoples shadows,shes just not that surprised anymore
That's not to say she isnt impressed
She cant really "interact" with the living
Although she can scare people,moving things etc isnt really her forte
You two get along amazingly almost immediately
Its probally due to the fact that you both dont have a physicall body
The two of you could probally cause most people a heart attack
Both of you are very annoying towards audrey
And no audrey will get no breaks from your antics
You both mess around with the butcher gang alot alswell,one time accidentally causing a fight to break out amongst themselves
Wilson gets alot of problems from the both of you
If the old man needs to sleep hes not getting any,at all
#cattonic writes#audrey batdr#audrey x reader#bendy x reader#bendy and the ink machine#batim bendy#batim#batdr#batim x reader#batdr x reader#alice angel x reader#malice x reader#susie campbell x reader#allison angel#allison angel x reader#carley#carley batdr#carley batdr x reader#carley x reader
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Bendy and the Ink Machine masterlist
Alice Angel
Nothing yet.
Allison Angel/Allison Pendle
Nothing yet.
Audrey Drew
Nothing yet.
Sammy Lawrence
Nothing yet.
Twisted Alice/Susie Campbell
Short fic where Susie’s s/o heads to the studio after she goes missing, resulting in them getting captured by Twisted Alice. Gender neutral.
Relationship HCs about Twisted Alice. Gender neutral.
#bendy and the ink machine#alice angel x reader#allison pendle x reader#allison angel x reader#sammy lawrence x reader#twisted alice x reader#susie campbell x reader#batim x reader#masterlist#alice angel#allison angel#allison pendle#sammy lawrence#twisted alice#susie campbell#batim#audrey drew#audrey drew x reader#batdr x reader
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nijiro murakami
#chisiya#chisiya shuntaro#shuntaro#shuntaro chishiya#imawa no kuni no alice#alice in borderland#alice in boderland x reader#aib#aib chishiya#nijiro#nijiro murakami#nijiro layouts#nijiro icons#icons#messy layouts#random layouts#soft layouts#aesthetic#falling angel#fallen angel#fallen angels#chishiya#chishiya imagine#chishiya icons#alice in borderland chishiya#aib chisiya
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Down the Barrel
[BATIM/BATDR] Alice Angel x Female Reader
Summary: Alice thinks you've betrayed her, assuming you gave away the location of her safehouse after she sees you talking to Allison and Tom. You have to save yourself from this misunderstanding.
Word Count: 4.24k
Content Warnings: Toxic/abusive relationship, manipulation, syringes and injections, fear of abandonment, near-death experience, jealousy, manipulation, a "break up" between Reader and Alice
Category: Heavy Angst || Oneshot
[A/N]: Alice and Reader have an extremely unhealthy relationship in this short story, but I am in no way trying to condone or romanticize it. There are multiple sensitive topics as listed above, so please look after yourself and avoid reading if you feel any of these are too heavy for you.
Enjoy!
From close behind, merely inches away, you could hear the sound of Alice’s heels clicking against the warped planks beneath her. You had headed toward the vault door to head out for the day, but mistakenly forgot to let her know. Frigid fingers clasped themselves around your wrist and held you in place with a vice grip. A small tug backward was all it took for you to turn and face her. “Where do you think you’re going?” She pulled you closer, her hold on you never faltering, even as you stumbled forward from the motion. As she spoke, the one eye she still had intact narrowed, almost threatening you and daring you not to cower under her gaze.
Her tone was demeaning. Each time you tried to pull your arm from her clutch, her nails only dug deeper into your skin. With a harsh swallow, you managed to stammer out an answer. “I’m sorry, Alice. I meant to tell you, I just forgot. I was going to head down to a few of the lower levels to find a few supplies to help with your experiments.”
For a long, painful moment, she seemed to only drag out the thick tension, as though wanting you to feel the crushing consequence of blatantly ignoring the one rule she had set in place. After so long, you had managed to tear her walls down and get her to trust you, though there were still demands to be met. One of which she was more stubborn about than others. Each time you planned to leave the hidden corner of her sanctuary, you were to let her know ahead of time. If you forgot to do so, and if she wasn’t told of your whereabouts until you returned, the punishments could be ruthless.
You would be subjected to a few of her smaller, yet equally as merciless, experiments. They ranged from small tests of the weight her pulley-based traps could hold, all the way to enduring endless injections of different deadly concoctions she had developed over time, most of which would leave you bedridden for days or even weeks.
Those punishments were far worse. No matter what she kept in the syringe, the fiery jolt of pain that bursted through each vein throughout your body always seemed to be worse than the last. So little of her supplies could ease the throbbing pain that continued to torment you for weeks. Thankfully, she had eased up on carrying those punishments out as time went on. In her own twisted, demented way, she began to care for you, growing attached and increasingly fearful of losing you. Although it brought her sadistic joy to see you writhing from her tools and trials, she couldn’t bear the idea of bringing you to death’s door.
You were everything to her.
All she had left in the vile, rotten world that built the studio was you.
You weren’t spared from her tests, nor were you given a sense of freedom, but you were granted a promise she had made to keep you safe.
Even if you couldn’t avoid her line of fire when directed toward you, she made sure you were sheltered from the countless grueling abominations crawling just outside the door. Everyone beneath the domain of the crumbling studio feared two beings above everything else: the Ink Demon, and Alice Angel herself. You knew that those who were aware you were under her watch would drift apart in your favor. They’d give you room and split ways just to grant you a false sense of superiority that you knew was only caused by the fear they felt for the very woman who took you in.
Each time, even as you stood silent in front of her then, you wondered how differently your path would’ve been shaped if you had accepted the offer Allison and Tom had given you years ago to stay with them instead. With every experiment Alice put you through, you regretted turning them down more and more.
To pull you from your trance, Alice whisked your arm away and finally let go of your wrist, which had already begun to bruise. Eager to find relief, you pulled your hand to your chest to shield it as your fingers massaged the red skin. “Good,” was all she could bother to say. Still, she stood there, glaring at you expectantly. Your words seemed to bubble up in your chest and throat, though it was hard to free them.
“I should be back in two hours,” you managed to whisper weakly in the end.
The non-tattered portion of her lips tugged upward, mimicking a ghost of a smile. With her eyes still trained warily on you, she lifted her arms to cross them atop her chest. “You’d better keep true to your word,” she murmured with venom laced in her tone. As though she couldn’t be bothered to contribute to the stalemate any longer, she turned swiftly on her heel and traversed her way down the hall to return to her study, finally leaving you to your task.
Using the hand that hadn’t been throttled mere moments before, you turned the valve wheel as best you could to allow you to shove the bulky door open.
Once the steel was locked back in place behind you, your trembling legs hardly allowed you to weakly wobble forward. As you progressed to the elevator and stepped inside, some part of you screamed to run and leave Alice for good. If you weren’t so afraid of your only means of defense being stripped away, you would have left her long ago and joined Allison and Tom in their own safe house. They knew something was going on behind closed doors, but you always defended Alice without knowing why. You didn’t deserve her treatment. You knew that, and yet you stayed, but you couldn’t understand what prevented you from leaving.
You didn’t love her, and she didn’t seem to love you.
But some part of you knew what the reason likely was.
If you left, not only would people come after you, but Alice herself would hunt you like a bloodhound and take you out herself. She would probably drag you back to her sanctuary and return to the way things were when you had first been captured. There would be no restraint in her actions when she returned to experimenting on you, and you weren’t sure how many more injections you could take.
The only two people who were willing to save and protect you would also be thrown under attack, and the last thing you wanted to do was burden them with another threat. As far as you could tell, there was no way out.
The first two levels below Level 9 had nothing to offer. It seemed like someone had scavenged for supplies long before you, and you felt like you knew who it was. As you reached a floor even deeper than before, you recognized a small toolkit propped up against the only wall that hadn’t been soaked and molded with ink. Only one Angel, one who truly seemed to be a gift from heaven, carried such a particular set of tools, and waves of relief and ease crashed over your tensed form.
You meandered forward upon hearing distant murmuring combined with tin cans clanking together. As you sauntered further and neared the two shadows visible from a small office, you couldn’t help but glance over at a nearby clock, the swinging motion of the legs and arms catching your eye. Blood running cold, you realized you had been out far later than you had promised Alice you would be. Things were going to be even worse than when you had left once you returned.
But Allison and Tom were right there… you didn’t have to return.
They’d keep you safe.
With a quick breath to give yourself courage, you stepped into the office and greeted them. They turned, surprised, and smiled warmly.
A displeased grimace painted Alice’s lips as she stepped out of her study. She slammed the door behind her and charged her way to the door you had slipped through over three and a half hours before. You promised you’d be back in two hours. Where the hell had you gone?
Quickly, before leaving the hidden portion of her safe house, her clenched fist opened just long enough to snatch her tommy gun from its stand against the wall. As she muttered curse after curse under her breath, she strode to the elevator leading out of Level 9 and clicked down.With every floor that she searched, her fury and panic grew. No matter how far down she traveled, it seemed you weren’t anywhere to be found.
You betrayed her.
Lied to her.
You had to have planned something. You wouldn’t just leave her like that, would you?
Her scowl grew, and soon, she had reached one of the deepest parts of the studio. Cautiously, she forced herself to step out of the lift. Her hands clutched violently at her weapon to steady themselves as her surroundings seemed to fall further into unfamiliarity.
The halls grew longer until it seemed as though there was no end in sight. Shadows danced around the rotting ground as she pushed forward, the flickering lights soon dimming and falling as black as the ink that seeped into each wall, no life left to offer. Each step caused the floorboards to creak and wail beneath her weight, prompting a part of her mind to warn her of the possibility that the floor might give way at any moment. Breathing ragged and sharp, she eventually found the end of the hall she had been creeping down and turned to the right.
Down the adjacent corridor, a blazing glow sparked to life, providing negative space for the silhouettes of three shifting figures. With piqued curiosity, Alice couldn’t help but give in to her interest in who would dare to travel so far down to the hellish depths even the Demon himself avoided. She carried toward the source of light, body hugging the wall as she made her best effort to silence her footsteps.
With every shuffle closer, she could make out the sounds of two voices, both feminine, though no matter how hard she strained her hearing, she couldn’t make out any words. By the time she was only a few steps from the doorway, she could finally recognize the different voices. Both realizations made her blood boil beneath her skin.
You were there, speaking so casually with Allison, meaning the only other person who could be in the room as well was Tom. She could feel herself begin to seethe. Her jaw clenched as she struggled to ignore every burning nerve in her body that screamed for her to enter the office. Even without seeing you and the two people she despised the most, she could hear how relaxed the conversation seemed to be. Far too blinded by rage, she failed to listen to what was being said, only able to come up with her own dialogue.
Before anyone could take notice of her presence, she slipped away from the room and stormed back to the lift, now uncaring of the haunted surroundings in her path.
She hadn’t paid attention to where she was going. By the time she focused back in on her actions, she found herself standing stiff just before the entrance to her sanctuary. She glanced down at her hands, both trembling and desperately gripping at the grip and handguard. Behind her ribs, her heartbeat grew rapid and uneven, hammering harshly against them and causing her gasps for breath to stutter.
How could you leave her like that? Were you going to leave her for Allison? The copycat who stole everything from her?
She wouldn’t let you–couldn’t let you. You were all she had, and she was all you had. She needed you, you needed her, she loved you, you loved her, did you not?
What could she do to make you stay? Was there anything she could even do at that point? You had deceived her, made her believe you were coming back when you weren’t. That had to have been your plan: to make everything seem natural until you could get away and run to the safety of Allison and Tom. She knew they’d take you away from her in a heartbeat if you so much as asked.
She was going to lose you, she was sure. Lose the only bit of light she still had down in the world of hell she had lived alone in for so long.
Surely there was a way for her to convince you she was worth staying with.
She knew she was worthy, she just wasn’t sure how to prove it to you.
You had only been there for a short amount of time in comparison to the other poor souls trapped and sequestered from the world. You had no way of knowing the full extent of what she was capable of, nor what she was willing to do to get what she wanted. At that moment, you were all she wanted–all she needed.
You weren’t going to leave her.
She made sure of that as she heard footsteps approaching behind her. One glance over her shoulder confirmed it was you. Without hesitation, she hid herself behind the wall adjoining the hall you were headed down. As you emerged into the opening, an inky arm erupted from your side and blocked you for a brief moment. Just as quickly, the hand obstructing your path seized the collar of your shirt and yanked you forward.
The owner of the force revealed themself, and Alice–just like she had done before you left–stood before you, her face mere inches from your own. The vice grip against your blouse didn’t falter as she made the motion to shake you back and forth for an instant. When you swayed back the first time, she lifted her opposite arm and shoved her weapon toward your head.
Swallowing hard, you could only stare down the barrel of her gun as you tried to make sense of what was happening. Her piercing gaze met your fearful eyes once you managed to tear your focus away from what threatened your life.
“You vile, unforgivable wretch,” she growled. “How dare you? First, you deceive me, telling me you’ll return. Then, when I finally find you long after when you had promised to come back to me, I find you practically fawning over that damned copycat you’re always so cordial with. Heaven only knows why I ever allowed you to speak to them. They’re trying to steal yet another belonging of mine, just as they’ve done time and time again in the past.
“I won’t allow it this time. I’ll hide you away so they can’t find you and take you away from me. Somewhere they don’t know of, especially after you gave away where we’ve both been hiding past my sanctuary. I bet you want them to swoop in and save you from everything, don’t you? Is that why you told them where the safe house is? Oh, I’m sure you begged for that woman, Allison, to take you home with her and that disgusting clone that follows her like a lost puppy. Isn’t that right, you conniving little devil?”
For so long, even after she had finished voicing her list of accusations, you simply stared, entirely limp in her grasp. War raged on in your mind, begging you to say something, anything. Anything at all.
The feeling of the gun’s barrel thrusting forward to dig in against the space between your eyes finally coerced your mouth to form words again. “Alice,” you stammered out, “I never told them where we’re hiding, I promise. I was only catching up and asking where I could find the stuff you need for your tests.”
A snarl was your response at first, though she was quick to bark a retort. “You aren’t going to fool me again, you damned traitor. All you’ve done today is feed me lie after lie, and I refuse to let it continue. Why should I believe you now, knowing it could be yet another story you’re creating just to save your skin?” Once again, you tried to find a way to reason with her, desperately aching for her to let you go and pull the gun from your head. “Alice, I’m sorry. I really thought it would only take a couple of hours to find supplies, but Allison and Tom had already gathered them from the first levels downstairs, so I had to go further down to find things. That’s where I found them, and I was asking if they had anything to spare.
“If I had really told them where we were hiding, wouldn’t I have just brought them here with me? It’s easy to get lost in the studio. Just giving directions wouldn’t do anything. It’s like a maze trying to get to our safety zone. Even with their experience, I doubt they’d be able to find it without being noticed.”
Much to your relief, each point you had to offer compelled her to loosen her grip until ultimately you fell to the floor. She stared down at you, face devoid of any emotion as she processed all that you had said. You mustered up the strength to rise from the ground and stand on wobbly legs. It took everything in you to meet her eye as you did so, trying your best to fein a look of concern.
“You don’t really think I’d betray you, do you?”
She simply stood there in silence, her one good eye boring down blankly at you.
“Let’s go,” she grumbled, her gun falling to her side and her free hand slipping into yours to tug you along behind her.
She turned, then began the long journey back to the safe house. A thick, heavy tension hung in the air between the both of you. The silence was deafening, and even as you hopelessly tried to think of what to say to ease into some kind of conversation, not a word was uttered by the time you had made it to the vault door. Alice turned the valve wheel and forced the door open, letting you step inside before her so she could shut and lock it behind her.
You turned to her, watched as she dropped her gun on the table seated in the center of the foyer, then silently trailed behind her as she walked to your shared bedroom. When you stepped forward to cross the doorway and join her in the room, she practically slammed the door in your face, making you stumble backward in shock.
“Alice?” You questioned with a small knock on the sturdy wooden surface.
“Leave me be,” was all you could hear.
Huffing out a sigh and letting your shoulders slump in defeat, you trudged away from the room and instead wandered into the office across the hall to rest on the sofa pressed against the mirroring wall.
Hours had passed by the time you found yourself once again standing just outside the bedroom. You knocked, but got no response. As your lips parted to let you speak, Alice’s voice interrupted. “Come in.” In an attempt to steel your spiked nerves, you sucked in a deep breath.
Hand trembling, you grasped at the handle of the door, twisting it and slowly pushing forward to reveal more and more of the bedroom, waiting for her to holler at you that she had changed her mind and wanted you gone.
Seated slouched over on the edge of the bed, Alice merely glanced over at you before her head dipped down to hide the shameful expression that contorted her face. Slowly, too afraid to make a wrong move and upset her, you shuffled to sit by her side. Still, she refused to meet your gaze. One moment passed, then two, and soon you had begun to bounce your leg and pick relentlessly at the hem of your shirt.
A frigid hand planted itself softly against your leg to still it. You peered up to find Alice finally looking back at you. Eventually, you sighed, letting your hand rest on top of hers. “Could I ask you something?” You asked faintly. A nod was your response.
“Do you truly believe I would ever betray you?”
She chuckled. “Honestly? With all I’ve put you through, I wouldn’t blame you. I’d hate you for it, but I know I’d do the same. I talk so much of keeping you safe, but I’ve put you through so much hell. All the experiments I’ve forced on you, all the punishments I’ve given you because you simply did as you pleased, every time I’ve put you down or hurt you… You don’t deserve any of it, and I truly am sorry, but you have to understand my side of this, too. You never fully know who you can trust down here, darling. You know I adore you, even though I have a horrible way of expressing it, but I’ve been living with this paranoia for so long. It’s hard to just ignore it. I hope you can find it in yourself to try and understand.
“On top of everything today, you were speaking to the two people down here who I tried to hunt down for years. Until recently, we had never been civil with one another. You changed that, but I know they still don’t enjoy my company. They don’t hide it well at all. I can’t say I blame them for that either.”
You felt a small spark of frustration grow at her words, blurting out what flooded your mind before you could stop yourself. “Alice, I know you’ve been through hell down here, too, but that gives you no right to torture me the way you do. You’re right: I don’t deserve any of the experiments you put me through, and I sure as hell don’t deserve the punishments that I get for being myself. And the shittiest part of all of this is that, even though you’re a horrible person, I still can’t bring myself to leave.” You laughed, tears welling up and blurring your vision, unable to bite back the feelings you had kept bottled up for so long.
“That’s so fucked up, isn’t it? That after how much shit you put me through, I still want you to like me. Some part of me believes you’d stop hurting me if I just bend over backwards to make you happy, that if I walk on eggshells long enough, you’ll see me as a human being. As a person–as an individual. Someone you can’t toy with and boss around. God, I hate this. I hate you, but the stupidest part of me loves you.
“I don’t want to feel this anymore. I want to be happy, and I know I sure as hell won’t feel that way if I stay here with you. I have to leave, whether you like it or not.” You stood then, ready for her to bolt up and scream at you that you needed to remember your place around her. Instead, she laughed, a deep bellow that slowly quieted down. Once more, she stared down at the floor beneath her. “I know. I saw this coming. You should probably leave now. The reality of this hasn’t kicked in for me yet, but once it does, I know I’ll only hurt you. Leave me, break me, and go live with Allison and Tom.”
You scoffed. There was no possible way she was still trying to guilt-trip you, was there? But you knew her better. She was absolutely trying to do so.
You weren’t going to fall for it any longer.
You stepped closer, leaning down to let your face rest dangerously close to her own.
“Rot in hell,” you snarled, matching the same tone she had always used when speaking down to you as though you were a mindless child.
Alice grinned and watched as you fled from the room in an instant. She sighed heavily. Already, the fury and possessiveness she had grown accustomed to began to bubble its way to the surface. Her blood lit ablaze throughout her veins, only being stifled by her nails digging painfully into her thigh and drawing blood.
In truth, she genuinely had seen this coming. All throughout the time you had shared, she knew what she was doing to you was horrendous, and she knew you’d find the courage to leave one day. There would always be a part of her that wanted to keep you chained by her side and selfishly save you for herself, but she had to disregard it for you.
As vile as what she had done, she loved you. Yet, just as she had done all her life, she had pushed the very thing keeping her alive away.
You were leaving, and this time you wouldn’t return.
She deserved to rot in hell, as you had put it.
You deserved to join others who would treat you the way you truly deserved.
You were leaving.
She would be alone all over again.
You were never coming home.
Far away, down the hall and past each room, the front door slammed shut.
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OKAY GUYS
I AM GONNA WRITE FOR BATDR LESS GOOOOOOOOOO
REQUESTS ARE BACK OPEN FOR BATDR ONLY
#batdr#bendy and the dark revival#ink bendy x reader#allison x reader#alice angel x reader#boris x reader#tom x reader#sammy x reader
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