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isuckatwritingsobenice · 4 months

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Infernal Shadows

Synopsis: Being one of the most powerful overlords in Hell, you like to keep up with colonies and overlord plans. Recently with the new extermination date out, you hold your annual gala sooner than usual. You hadn’t expected to get in the middle of the already heated feud between the Radio Demon and the head of Vox Tech.

Warnings: She/Her pronouns used for the reader, mentions of blood, voodoo?, Angel Dust being a horn-bag, Reader is referred too as Madame to the public. Vox and Alastor feud because I live for it.

Song for this chapter: The world we knew by Frank Sinatra.

A/N: I wanna make this a three part short story, so if anyone is interested in being tagged in the second part just let me know!! I hope you enjoy!!

Word count: 2655

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Getting an invite to the annual crimson ball, hosted by yours truly, was nothing but an honor. Every overlord and every sinner in the pride ring waited anxiously for a letter. A black card with white letter in a cursive font stating ‘You have been personally invited by Hells biggest designer. The list of the gala was simple. The usual overlords, Zestial, Carmilla Carmine and her daughters, Zeezie, Rosie, Fredrick Von Eldritch and Bethesda von Eldritch. Alastor who had came back after seven years of hiding god knows where, and by special request, the three vee’s who had never attended the gala before. Then it becomes a bit more political.

Next on the list was the Goetia family, inviting the recently divorced prince with his daughter. Inviting Lucifer and Lilith, though they only ever came when everyone was gone. Then was their daughter Charlotte, who got a plus one as a special perk of being the princess of hell. Husk because he had been an old friend of yours before his status of Overlord was taken from him by none other than Alastor. He was also given a plus one, though he usually never brought anyone extra. Sir Pentious was a candidate, but ultimately scrapped from your list of invites as you felt he was too childish.

The gala was tonight and everything was going smoothly. Preparations were almost done, the foyer was spotless just the way you liked it, and everything seemed to be falling into place. You stared at yourself in the mirror. You had spent months designing your perfect dress for tonight. Everyone attending the gala knew there was only ever one color off limits, because you always wore it best. The color black always suited you perfectly. No one could wear it better than you.

Back at the hotel, Charlie felt guilty for using her authority as princess to have people help her get ready for this gala. Based on what Alastor had told her, there would be a lot of political powers and fellow overlords there. She wanted to look her best if she was going to pitch the hotel to them. She needed more people on board with the project, maybe someone who didn’t think it was complete and utterly ridiculous joke like Alastor did.

“How do I look?” Charlie asked as the makeup and hair artists stepped away from her. Charlie stepped out, allowing Vaggie to get a better look at her in a tailored charcoal gray suit, a departure from her usual vibrant red attire. The jacket, adorned with subtle pinstripes, accentuated her frame, while the crisp, white silk shirt underneath added a touch of formality. Completing the ensemble, she wore a black tie with a discreet pattern that hinted at both elegance and authority. The ensemble was a strategic choice, projecting confidence and a readiness to engage with the political powers present at the gala for the sake of her hotel. Vaggie smiled and hugged Charlie deeply, their embrace making Charlie feel a little less nervous about the whole ordeal.

“Charlie you look amazing. What happened to the red?” Vaggie asked, before Charlie just chuckled.

“Well, I wanted a change for tonight. I’m always in red, and I feel like they’ll take me more serious if I’m not walking in there with my usual attire. Besides, you read the invitation, ‘formal attire, look your best’.” Charlie said. Vaggie nodded, and Charlie pulled back from the hug to admire Vaggie in her dress. She was wearing a sleek and modern grey dress that gracefully embraced the formal occasion. The dress, with its tailored fit and subtle shimmer, exuded class. The knee-length hemline added a contemporary touch, and Vaggie had decided to pair it with black heels to complete the ensemble. The choice of grey complemented Charlie’s charcoal gray suit, creating a coordinated yet distinct look that would surely make an impression at the gala. Charlie felt her cheeks heat up taking in her appearance, her long hair gently pinned back, the loose pieces of hair framing her face.

“Aww, Vaggie you look so pretty!!” Charlie said excitedly. Vaggie just smiled, ignoring the way her cheeks heated up at Charlies compliment.

“I agree, you look good vagina.” Angel said mockingly, causing Vaggie to glare at him. Charlie just gushed.

“Angel be nice. This is really important for the hotel.” Charlie explained. He just nodded, tilting his head back and downing a bottle of liquor. The staff however was interrupted by Angel making a purring sound at Husk, who was dressed in a nice white suave dinner jacket, with perfect cutouts for his wings, along with some sleek black trousers and some black dress shoes. The match, he had a black silk lapel.

“I can think of another place that suit would look.” Angel said, leaning onto Husk. He rolls his eyes, bottle in hand.

“Do I even wanna know?” He asks, and Angel just grins.

“On my bedroom floo-“ Angel doesn’t get to finish, being shrugged off by Husk who just walks away with a shake of his head.

“Oh my gosh! Husk you look amazing!” Charlie squealed in delight. Husk just smiled softly before setting his drink on the bar counter.

“It appears everyone is ready.” Alastor said, the focus of the room shifting to him. Niffty was at his side studying his outfit from head to toe.

Alastor emerged in an ensemble that deviated from his usual eccentricity, opting for a more formal yet captivating look. A deep red velvet tailcoat adorned his frame, its luxurious texture catching the light. Dark-red lapels, meticulously piped with gold, added a touch of opulence. Underneath, he wore a perfectly tailored crimson dress shirt, the power emitting off of him. Suddenly, the room grew just a tad bit darker, the shadows of the room stretching just a bit. Complementing the ensemble, he chose a pair of well-fitted black dress pants, allowing the bold red hue to take center stage on his appearance. His choice of footwear shifted to polished black oxford shoes, a departure from his usual pointed-toe boots. The finishing touches of the outfit included a matching red silk bowtie, neatly knotted at his throat, and black leather gloves that added a refined edge. Alastor’s presence was commanding, radiating an air of formality while retaining the distinctive charm that defined him. The room was captivated by the Radio Demon’s unexpected transformation into a vision of refined class and style.

“You took forever for that?” Niffty said, before Angel Dust tossed a pillow at her.

“Shut it you. We, we are keeping,” Angel said, hands waving around Alastor, “to whatever this is.”

“Style.” Alastor said confidently. Vaggie just face palmed while Charlie clapped her hands together excitedly.

“Okay, I think everyone’s ready. Should we head out?” Charlie asked. Vaggie nodded, before Alastor dug the invitation out of his coat pocket. Standing near a wall, he traced the symbol on the back of the card on the wall. “Uh, Al? What are you doing?” Charlie asked. He grinned, putting his hand flat on the wall. The symbol began to glow green, before it opened a portal. On the other side, was a large house. The grand Victorian mansion stood as a testament to opulence, its imposing facade adorned with intricate wrought-iron black railings and embellished balconies with hints of chains. Tall, arched windows with stained glass panels framed the exterior, allowing glimpses of the soft glow emanating from within. The entrance, marked by a sweeping staircase, welcomed guests with ornate, carved intricate detailed doors. Charlie, Vaggie and Husk followed Alastor through the portal, Charlie waving goodbye to Niffty, and Angel. Sir Pentious was most likely hiding out in a room somewhere with his egg boys.

As guests approached, they marveled at the meticulous details of the architecture – elaborate moldings, corbels, and friezes adorned every corner. Ivy-clad walls added a touch of nature’s grace, intertwining with wrought-iron lampposts that cast a warm ambiance over the meticulously landscaped gardens.Inside, the grand foyer unfolded, revealing a sweeping staircase adorned with a rich, mahogany handrail. Crystal chandeliers hung from soaring ceilings, their light refracted by ornate mirrors that lined the walls. Plush Victorian-era furnishings, upholstered in rich fabrics, adorned the parlor rooms, creating intimate spaces for guests to gather and converse.Every room whispered of a bygone era – intricately patterned wallpaper, gilded frames displaying classical art, and the faint fragrance of aged wood and lavender.

The air was infused with a sense of refinement, transporting guests to a time when elegance reigned supreme. The Victorian mansion, a splendid backdrop for the gala, promised an evening steeped in grandeur and charm. In the middle of the exterior grounds, a grand fountain of blood took center stage. Its sculpted marble figures spouted blood into the air, catching the moonlight in a dance of liquid elegance. The fountain, surrounded by manicured gardens and flowering shrubs, became a focal point for guests as they strolled through the outdoor spaces, the gentle sound of cascading blood adding a serene touch to the gala’s errie atmosphere.

The overlords arrival made the event much more real. Alastor hums to himself as he walks around the outside grounds. There are servants of all kinds walking around with glasses of champagne. Rosie is sitting on a bench, plucking thorns off a rose. Alastor smiles to himself, happy to see a familiar face he know he can confide in.

“Rosie dear! So nice to see you.” Alastor said with a smile. She smiles at him, teeth razor sharp.

“Do you think you’ll be getting a seat tonight?” She asks, snapping the rose off its stem and tossing it to the side.

“Well of course I will. It’d be a mistake if I wasn’t.” Alastor said with a smile, crossing his legs as he sat down next to her. Sinners from all over the pride ring were socializing outside of the large mansion. He knew you were inside finalizing preparations and possibly screaming your head off. Overall, the air was chilled with a comfortable atmosphere. Well, it had been comfortable, until a loud noisy vehicle stopped at the front gates. Everyone’s heads were turning, Rosie and Alastor looking at each other with strained smiles. Stepping out of the large limousine were the three vee’s, vulgar music blaring from the vehicles speakers as the three made their way through the now open gates. Reporters lined the edges of the gates, trying desperately to see the overlords inside and to try and sneak into the gala, which was starting soon.

“Mr.Vox! Mr.Vox!” News reporters shouted. Velvet was busy taking selfies of her and her outfit, her assistant following close behind her. Valentino was busy looking down at everyone, smoking his usual, while taking his long strides next to Vox, who was in the middle of the three.

On Vox’s right was Valentino, who donned a captivating look for the gala. His tailored white suit boasted a jacket that reached just above the knee, a subtle departure from his usual floor-length coat. The crimson silk lining peeked through, adding a luxurious touch to the outfit. The coat, reminiscent of his extravagant style, also had a vivid-red hue with his signature white fur trim at the wrists. The black and white striped fur trim along the center-front added a distinctive flair. A gold chain and love-heart-shaped broach fastenings adorned the coat, creating an opulent yet alluring look. Finally, he wore polished black heeled boots, maintaining the sleek and captivating allure that defined Valentino’s presence. The familiar color scheme remained intact, blending sophistication with a hint of provocative charm for the grand gala.

On Vox’s left was Velvet, who had spent months perfecting her outfit for the gala, in hopes she’d be invited of course. She had begged the boys to keep a good public appearance, in hopes they’d be recognized and invited to the crimson gala. Velvette, deciding to ditch her usual style, embraced a lavish and over-the-top look that represented her brand. Dressed in a knee-length dress, the garment had a striking blend of black and red hues. The dress, fitted at the waist, flowed into a voluminous skirt, creating a sense of extravagance. The bodice of the dress featured intricate lace detailing. A white collar adorned with a velvet bow added a playful yet mature flair. The sleeves, a fusion of burgundy and white patterns, contributed to the overall lavish aesthetic she had been going for. Her accessories took on a more refined form. Velvet gloves, adorned with delicate lace, graced her hands, and a pearl necklace adorned her neck, adding a classic touch, completed with maroon heels, each step resonating with a sense of grandeur. Velvet’s transformation into this upscale attire reflected her desire to make a statement at the Crimson Gala.

In the middle, and the brains of the three vee’s, was none other than the head of Vox Tech, Vox himself. He wore a sleek and modern dark blue tuxedo, tailored with precision. Of course he could only have the best. The suit featured subtle futuristic patterns that enhanced his ‘perfect’ sense of style. To complement his high-tech vibe, Vox wore a light blue undershirt with an upside-down broadcast symbol. Vox's gala attire seamlessly blended power and control with his technological edge, creating a memorable look in shades of dark blue, which in his opinion, was the best color.

Upon seeing Alastor, Vox’s eye twitched noticeably. The gates shut behind the three vee’s, closing off the gala to the public. The overlords begin to get closer together unknowingly, Zestial finding a comfortable corner to watch things play out. Carmilla and Zeezie stand close together, whispering to one another as both Rosie and Alastor stand from the bench. Vox, Valentino and Velvet make their way to the Radio Demon and his colleagues.

“I see the grandpa’s were invited.” Velvet says with a scoff, scrolling through her phone.

“So disrespectful.” Carmilla says under her breath, looking away from the three vee’s.

“Hm, interesting, and I was beginning to think the only interesting thing tonight would be the dinner.” Bethesda said, her brother nodding.

“Well, it seems the children brought their play date to the public then.” Zeezie says. The other overlords laugh and Valentino sneers at her.

“Well an idiota like you would think so. Then again, don’t you all do the same with your diapers?” He asked, puffing the smoke into her face. She growls at him, fists clenching at her side, but Carmilla stops her.

“Didn’t they say this was an adult only gala?” Carmilla asked, Rosie chuckling at her words.

“Oh can it grandma.” Velvete said. But Vox remained silent, having his own personal staring match with Alastor, whose smile was stretched ear to ear, teeth on full display.

“I thought this gala was meant for real talent?” Vox asked, stepping closer to Alastor.

“Well it was until you showed up.” Alastor said with a smile. “There’s no originality in copying someone else.” He tuts. Vox narrows his eyes, face twisting with anger as he steps closer to Alastor again.

“You wanna tell me something, you old piece of-“ Vox is stopped, the lights to the exterior of the mansion dimming. The lights behind the large front doors opening slowly. Two tall black shadowy figures stepped from the door, smoke at their feet.

“Thank you all for your attendance. As we know, the annual Crimson Gala is held every year, and this year is no different. With the new extermination date, important decisions must be made. Tonight, ten individuals will be selected to sit at Madame’s table where she will discuss private plans on how to move forward.” The two said in unison. Everyone fell silent as more shadows appeared, each one sitting on the sides of the steps. Lights around the staircases began to light up, and people began making their way up the stairs.

“Well~ this should be fun.”

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thedreamingpiscesfangirl42 · 4 months

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Okay, so, I’ve been thinking about our Overlords of the Pride Ring while I was doing dishes. Now here’s my train of thought.

We have at least two or three types of Overlords.

Those like the V’s who seemed to have gained the power over expanding control of certain aspects. Valentino = Porn Industry. Vox = TV (Streaming services?). Velvette = Social Media. Carmilla = Weapons Industry.

And we have Alastor, who has no control over turf, but instead seems to gain power by entering into contracts and deals with people.

If we go with the three types of Overlords, then we can count Rosie as that third type as she is the leader of a specific type of people - the Cannibals.

If I had to take a guess, I would have to classify the Von Eldritch family as one who either controls a certain aspect, or has power based of deals.

Zeezi, the giant kaiju dinosaur lady, would be a leader of a specific type of people, like the ones that Klub Kaiju (seen in the pilot episode, which I believe has been confirmed canon by Vivzie (I could be entirely wrong) and takes place a week before the series begins).

Zestial, I could see as another Overlord who gains his power either by ruling over a certain aspect, or a headcanon I’m personally fond of, gaining his power by the fear coming from others. If he does rule over an aspect, and this is another headcanon I’ve seen mentioned somewhere else before but I can’t remember from where, I could see it being some kind of Spying or Intelligence Gathering. Either way seems like it could potentially be a good fit for him!

That’s all I really had at the moment, but I had to at least get it out into words 😂🩵

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wkyarts51243 · 4 months

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remember I'm the one pulling your leash

so put yourself in your place,

ok so explained the art I have the theory that it is neither lilith nor roo who has alastor's soul, and in fact it is one of the von eldritch family

●Why does a deer have tentacles?

-the pact with one of the von eldritch, who are demons with octopus characteristics, could give him these abilities

●Why in Mimzy's flashback is Alastor's magic red if it is currently green?

-It could just be a choice by the animation team, but in the flashback the voodoo symbols were red, but several times they appeared they were green.

●"but then why would he help charlie" -

-simply because it's convenient for him, he must believe that Charlie has the power to break contracts, she just needs to develop it, like in the song with the cannibals

"she filled with potential that i could guide"

●Why does Alastor hate Lucifer?

-It would also explain why Alastor hates Lucifer, Lucifer and Frederick are close friends, and Lucifer and Alastor have probably met before

But it's just a theory so don't take it too seriously

🙏I hope you enjoy the art, please share 🙏

#hazbinhotel #hazbinhoteloc #helluvabossoc #helluvaboss #hazbinhotelfanart #hazbinhotelfredrickvoneldritch #vivziepop #hazbinhotelart #hazbinhotelalastor

#helluva boss #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel Frederick von eldritch #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel theory #hazbin hotel art #hazbin hotel fanart

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wazzi2ya · 3 months

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Here's hoping for an episode where they have to practice ballroom dancing (maybe the Von Eldritch family invited Charlie and Lucifer plus the entire hotel to a party? idk) and as they all pair up, Alastor realizes his only choices left are Niffty or Lucifer. As he goes for Niffty, he finds her spinning around the room with...her broom. There's no reaching her now.

He turns around slowly to find Lucifer glaring at him with the most disgusted expression on his face, and Charlie behind him gesturing for them to get on with it.

None of them can say no to her.

(They dance surprisingly in sync.)

#let's assume cherri hasn't moved in lmao #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel lucifer #radioapple #appleradio #duckiedeer

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nunalastor · 2 months

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The thing about Alastor is that as much of a bastard he is, he's incredibly protective of the people he's decided to care about. So what if Mimzy only ever comes to him when she needs him to bail her out of trouble? Bring on all the loan sharks and gangsters, he'll take care of that for you, baby girl.

So the angels of Hazbin Hotel may be possessive of him, but as he's absorbed into their weird little group, be becomes possessive of them in turn.

Velvette starts trying to get her hooks into Vaggie, the only angel in Hell who isn't an all powerful Morningstar. Well suddenly Vaggie's shadow is coming to life and digging talons into Velvette's eye sockets.

Seviathan is jealous that Charlie dumped him for a girl and decides to be a giant piss baby about it? Looks like Helsa's about to be an only child. (Temporarily. It takes a few months for the scattered bits of meat that used to be Seviathan to come back together. The Von Eldritches can't prove Alastor was responsible but the way the trust fund brat keeps mumbling about 'antlers' and 'dolls' while trembling in a fetal position means they're pretty sure.)

With Lucifer, it's a bit different because Lilith doesn't need to be physically present to have a hold over him. And depending on if you see Lilith as being Alastor's soul owner or not, there's nothing much Alastor could do about it. All Lilith would have to do is order him to relinquish any attachment he has towards Lucifer, and Alastor would be forced to comply.

Even so, when Lucifer still gets too in his own head about where he went wrong and why he wasn't good enough for Lilith, Alastor is all too happy to point out each and every one of Lucifer's flaws for him. This of course sparks a major argument, complete with angry accordion-ing and piano dropping. Later on, however, Lucifer realizes he'd completely forgotten about Lilith. If just for a moment.

👀

#hazbin hotel #alastor #Seviathan #helsa #von eldritch family #lucifer #lilith #velvette #vaggie #mimzy #charlie #nunalastor asks #protective alastor #possessive alastor #possessive

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blue-rose-soul · 3 months

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For raised together au: had Charlie got angry at someone who badmouthing her brother or someone that stalked her brother, and Charlie goes sibling protection mode?

Oh yes. Charlie was ecstatic to gain a little sibling, even if the circumstances weren't happy ones. She embraced the role of older sister and became protective of Alastor almost instantly.

While Lucifer and Lilith didn't reveal Alastor's existence to the rest of Hell until their children were older and better able to protect one another and themselves, his friends the Von Eldritchs brought their children over quite frequently to play with little Charlie and Alastor. Alastor was a quiet, sullen child, and a very unusual demon, neither hellborn nor sinner. Naturally, the Von Eldritch kids found him a bit weird. Early on the dynamic was usually Seviathan and Helsa picking on Alastor and Charlie stepping in to defend him. As they grew up and Alastor became more secure and grew into his power, this dynamic shifted and the Von Eldritch kids didn't pick on him so much, though Alastor did continue to butt heads with Seviathan*. Charlie doesn't feel the need to protect Alastor from Seviathan so much anymore, but she does get very protective when it comes to other people. Well, one other person in particular.

Charlie was glad at first when Alastor and Vox became friends. Sure, Vox was aiming to become an overlord, but Alastor was letting other people in, seeing the good in sinners. Maybe this meant he'd come around to the idea of redemption? Only, as time went on and their friendship progressed she started seeing more and more red flags. Vox was maybe a bit too controlling, placed too much of a monopoly on Alastor's time. But her brother was smart and capable of sticking up for himself, right?

Right. Alastor rejected Vox's offer of a partnership. A fight ensued and the friendship broke apart. The end, except for the cameras following Alastor everywhere. Even though Vox isn't as emboldened as to try trash talking a member of the royal family on live TV, he hasn't given up on Alastor entirely. Eventually, Vox's stalking wears even Charlie's seemingly endless patience thin. While Alastor believes firmly in not feeding the trolls (a valid strategy) Charlie thinks Vox needs a little reminder that just because she doesn't abuse her power doesn't mean she is not powerful. Nor does it mean she won't use it to protect her little brother.

Vox generally isn't running screaming at the sight of Charlie (like Valentino does with Alastor after the arm licking incident), but he knows to shut up and leave Alastor the hell alone when Charlie's in the vicinity. Charlie also believes it's not only permissible, but morally obligatory to shoot Voxtek drones out of the sky.

(*When Charlie and Seviathan started dating, Alastor gave a more terrifying shovel talk than Lucifer did. Seviathan found himself tumbling down a flight of stairs or suddenly dropped into a bog on numerous occasions.)

#ask #anonymous #Hazbin Hotel #the Devil's Bastard AU #Raised Together AU #Charlie Morningstar #Alastor #Helsa von Eldritch #Seviathan von Eldritch #Vox #I know this ask was mostly about Vox #I just really wanted to write about Alastor shoving Seviathan down a flight of stairs

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savvy-devine666 · 4 months

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I saw someone question if Zestial was the baby daddy of Carmilla Carmines daughters' and it got me thinking things.

They were just good, old friends, Carmilla was single but wanted a child, badly.

Zestial of course was the only one to notice her becoming more and more depressed over the years, especially when other overlord (the morningstar and von eldritch familys) had children of their own.

Zestial confronted her, so Carmilla ended up telling him.

He offered to 'help'

They agreed not to pursue anything deeper and simply remained good friends, in fact it only made them closer.

Carmilla promised that the girls wouldn't find out at least until they were older.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin carmilla #hazbin zestial #i ship it #i need help #dont hate me #zestmilla

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theradioshusband · 25 days

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RadioWings

Mood-board by me

Prologue

836-words

This is just a chapter about the different rings in hell for world-building also I got most of it off of the Hazbin WIki and just added a few of my own wording but full credit goes to the wiki writer - Cannibals Creations

Our story begins in Hell, the realm of eternal torment and suffering created by Lucifer and Lillith as punishment for disobeying Heaven’s rules, where the damned souls of the wicked are sent to pay for their sins for all eternity but for the Hellborn’s it was just another day of life. Hell is divided into seven different districts called rings each with varying different skies and representing the 7 deadly sins.

The highest, largest, and most populated and diverse ring is Pride with its red colour sky. It contains all of Hell’s sinner population and Hell-borns including the Overlords who govern over the lands. Due to being the highest ring, it is also the closest to Heaven which can be viewed in Pride's skyline. Unlike the other rings, Pride also has different sections, known as the Nine Circles. were the Magne family rules, with Lucifer Magne and Lilith Magne ruling over the entirety of Hell. due to Pride’s overpopulation of sinners every year, they would send down an army to exterminate them, to ensure Hell and its sinners could never rise against them.

The second ring is Wrath with its orange colour sky. The ring has a volcanic, desert, and rural landscape. Much of the Wrath Ring's inhabitants rely on agriculture for their livelihood, thus most of Hell's food supply is produced in the Wrath Ring. Unlike the other rings, Wrath lacks a proper ruler, and thus, many of the demons within vie for the position of de-facto ruler, which leads to the ring being devastated by the never-ending war, making this the most lawless ring in all of Hell. The majority of Wrath is populated by imps.

The third ring with its yellow coloured skies and its rectangular beehive pattern you have Gluttony. Regarded as the "party central" of Hell, the Gluttony Ring is dominated by restaurants and dance clubs and has a beach and food motif with many of the locations within barring resemblance to food. The ring also has many tropical landscapes, as well as jungles. The majority of Gluttony's native population consists of insectoid demons and Hellhound. With its ruler being the queen bee herself Bee-lzebub.

The fourth ring is Greed with its sky mainly being a pale or dark green colour due to the severe pollution that occurs within the ring. The Greed Ring is the centre of all crime in Hell and distributes much of Hell's material possessions, such as vehicles and jewellery. The ring is home to many clown or jester demons and is famous for its abundance of casinos, carnivals, and other similar businesses. The king of this ring is Mammon.

For the fifth ring with its dark blue colour sky, you have Lust which consists mainly of flashy strip clubs or hotels, It is almost always raining in the Lust Ring due to waters from the Greed Ring's oceans spilling into the ring below. The majority of Lust's native population are succubi and incubi. With Asmodeus being this rings king, he is also the owner of the dinner theatre restaurant Ozzie’s, as well as a factory for producing all manner of sex toys, where he works with his boyfriend and business partner Fizzarolli.

For the sixth ring, you have Envy with its Purple sky. An opulent and oceanic ring home to many of Hell's sea demons such as sharks, merfolk, sirens, and various sea creatures. The ring was originally ruled by Leviathan Von Eldritch until he established a family, who ruled the ring as a whole. Following the death of King Leviathan Von Eldritch and the exile of Prince Seviathan and Princess Hellsa Von Eldritch from Envy by Queen Bethesda Von Eldritch, she became the only and current ruler of Envy.

At number seven you have Sloth where the "sky" is a primarily pink color. It is where the majority of Hell's technology and medical supplies are produced, and is the most technologically advanced ring in all of Hell. The ring is viewed as a popular vacation spot and where most of Hell's retired demons reside, due to its reputation for luxury and convenience. Many wealthy demons, such as the Ars Gotias, also have a large presence in this ring. The native population of the Sloth Ring formerly consisted mainly of Hellhounds, although this title eventually changed to Baphomet demons once Sloth's oppressive laws against Hellhounds were enforced. The king of this ring is Belphegor. Due to the King of Sloth's death and the fall of Belph-Tech, the ring is currently without a ruler and has been effectively taken over by the Hellhound resistance.

But amidst the writhing souls and the cacophony of screams resides Tyler a hell-born known as the Loa of Death and Shadows and his story on how he would not just be known for his shadows but also for marring a certain Radio Star.

#alastor x reader #alastor x oc #alastor x male reader #hazbin alastor #radiowings #alastor the radio demon #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin hotel

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wolfoftheblackflames · 2 months

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Hello my misfits, here's what you've all been waiting for! Enjoy the meal =3 (Also don't be afraid of leaving a comment or two, I'd love to chat ^^)

Dancing with the Devil: Pt.4

Charlie was lucky the location was in Pride since she knew sinners like Vaggie weren't able to leave the ring. She looked annoyed slightly since the paparazzi were taking pictures of the various nobles coming into the large castle-like building. She dreaded the inevitable, but walked into the brightly lit area with her head held high.

Vaggie, however, kept a watchful eye since there was no telling when someone wanted to start shit. “The less we see of the Von Eldritch family, the better.” She heard Charlie mutter clearly dreading the encounter.

“Hmm, is that Lucifer's daughter? And she's with someone else this time?” A noble woman commented as Vaggie felt Charlie squeeze her hand.

“Seems like the princess has acquired the taste for the opposite sex. Perhaps this is just a ploy to make the young lord jealous and take her back.” Another noble woman sneered with a wicked grin.

“Could've picked a better looking whore than that small thing.”

That was it, the comment that made Charlie dig her sharpened claws into her own palm. “Those bitches…” She snarled softly hearing the two noble assholes laugh.

This surprised Vaggie who was all to ready to stab those noble fucks with her spear which she had left at home by mistake. “Charlie?” She lightly touched Charlie's arm making those eyes look at her. From ruby with yellow to white with red, those were the eyes of a demon. “Easy ok, come on let's go find a quieter spot hon.”

Charlie clenched her jaw slightly but followed Vaggie. It pissed her off that those two women back there got off easily. “Jerks…” She growled but blinked, noticing that once the two sat down outside in a rather nice garden area, Vaggie was holding that tightly clenched fist.

“Let me have a look.” How easy it was for the angel to get Charlie to unclench her fist with just that soft gentle tone. “Oh Charlie…” That ivory gaze landed on the small puncture wounds those claws had caused.

“Sorry… I just hated hearing how they were talking about you…” The princess massaged the area on her own head where the horns threatened to come out.

Then that anger vanished once Charlie felt a soft kiss come onto her palm. “Thank you, but seriously if I had my spear right now, those two bitches would be a very tacky kebab.” She saw that evil smirk that crept its way onto Vaggie's face.

The demoness was stunned by the gesture. Sure, Vaggie had comforted her a dozen of times, but this, it felt like a firework had gone off. A fresh shade of red blush decorated Charlie's rosy cheeks as she started to giggle. “I love it when you get feisty.” She stated and repaid the gesture with a soft kiss to Vaggie's forehead.

The comment made Vaggie start to sizzle slightly, her face looking like a lantern right now with how gold it was. Though what sent her mind into a giant gay panic was those lips that had been planted on her forehead. It made her imagine what those would feel like on her own. “Vaggie hello?” Charlie called as she blinked innocently tilting her head.

What snapped the angel back was a sneer followed by a deep male voice. “Oh how cute, I dumped you so you've turned to pussy to get over me? I guess you can't exactly find a great dick to replace mine.” He smirked, his neon green eyes narrowing slightly.

Charlie slowly turned to the speaker. Her eyes widening. “Seviathan..?” Her voice came out in a soft growl.

“In the flesh baby.” The taller man grinned looking amused. “Whoa!” He laughed seeing Vaggie move to be between the two tall demons.

“I really don't like your tone, maldito idiota..” (Fucking prick) She snarled her voice sounding already done with this guy.

“Wow where did you pick this one up Charlotte, I wouldn't mind getting me a whore like her.” Seviathan smirked, brushing back his dark green hair with grey roots, his eyes leering at Vaggie. That all changed to shock when a knife whizzed past his cheek, cutting it as red dripped down his face. “Fucking bitch, you cut my face!” He snapped his eyes glowing.

The tall big chad of a man wearing his neon green suit was soon decked hard in the face when he tried to grab Vaggie. “Don't fucking touch her…” Charlie's voice came out in a vicious growl. She was already upset with the comments thrown at Vaggie before, but then this scum tries to touch her, fuck no. Flames slowly started to circle Charlie as her red horns stood up freely, with her long black tail with spikes and a triangular tip swished back and forth irritated. “And for the record I broke it off with you because you were basically making me uncomfortable with the sexual harassment. I'm not some fucking trophy, I don't owe you anything, and I only spared your ugly ass because we alongside Helsa were friends…”

Seviathan slowly got up, rubbing his swollen cheek. He snarled but then smirked. “You really have changed. I'll forgive this little stunt once Charlotte only because we used to be friends.” He sneered with a small laugh. The host soon went back to his own dates as Charlie seethed, watching him go.

(Wolf here once again. I hope you guys like my take on some info I found. One said Vaggie does have knives on her but doesn't know how she pulls them out. The other is that Seviathan excludes "big chad jerk" energy, anyway, thanks for reading! ^^)

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