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Alastor (watching Y/N from afar): Look at her. I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss!
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My pleasure! It was a lot of fun to write ☺️😈😋
If you think of any more interesting ideas let me know!
Hi there! I saw you were looking to do Alastor requests, and I have a…spicier one in mind.
So the scenario I was hoping for, if you are comfortable with it is consensual cannibalism. The Reader (female) has an advanced regenerative and healing ability and is also a masochist.
So after the Extermination, Reader helps Alastor heal and also offers her flesh to him. Things go from there. Maybe some aftercare at the end, too?
It's not exactly smut, but some crazy, kinky, bloody stuff is involved!
TRIGGER WARNING!
Y/N was the one who found him in his radio tower, muttering and wincing to himself. She'd been the only one who searched for him after the battle. His disappearance from it was so sudden that she had her suspicions. Finding her friend in such a state was heartwrenching, especially since he always seemed so composed. Now he appeared so broken, fragile, wounded.
She approached him with caution. He was her friend, but an infamous demon, forced into a corner by the First Man too. Like dealing with many beasts, it was best to proceed with caution.
"Alastor?" She called out to him slowly.
His head snapped up upon hearing her. His dark eyes narrowed to get a better look at her. After doing so, his strained smile came with a snarl. "I do not want you to see me in such a state..."
"We've all taken a beating today Alastor," she said, walking over to him in a still careful manner. Slowly she knelt before his curled up figure on the floor. "You were smart to leave when you did. Gave you time to heal."
"Well, as you can see..." he took his hand away from his chest, which spewed out some blood that darkened his already red attire. "I may need a little more time."
She saw the way the blood covered his chest like splattered paint. He certainly took a beating after fighting hard. She was at least happy the wound was wide yet shallow. What she hated was noticing the way he attempted to reach out to her but grimaced in pain while doing so. She found it so awful to see him like this that it made her act on impulse.
Alastor didn't have time to protest as she already had her hand over his injury. He watched how she concentrated on it, how her hand suddenly had a golden light under it as his chest felt very warm then cool. Once she let go, he saw he was as good as new! No blood or anything!
"You're welcome!" She chirped, making an effort to break the tense silence.
It didn't help since before she knew it, he was throwing himself on top of her. He looked down at her, pinning her to the floor. He looked wild and savage as his eyes changed into those notorious radio dials and his sardonic grin had blood leaking out from its corners.
"I don't recall asking for your help, my dear," he growled. "You know better than to make the Radio Demon owe you his life!"
She never thought she'd be on the receiving end of Alastor's threats. They'd always been rather close and respected one another. Yet she forgot two important things about him:
He despised being on someone's hook.
And he always needed to be in control.
He already lost his sense of control in the battle when fighting Adam. His microphone was split in two, and he'd been no better. Now that she saw him in bad shape and offered him assistance in healing, he needed to find a way to regain power - to show he still could intimidate.
She was terrified...but also excited.
She doesn't know why it excited her. It might've had something to do with the fact she was hell-born and had no real experience with pain or death. It didn't help that she was born with regenerative healing abilities that helped her survive every scuffle she'd find herself in. Whatever the reason, the way Alastor bent over her gave her pleasant tingles.
She knew he didn't desire sexual depravity the way others down there did, but he did have other carnal urges that could benefit them both.
"Hurt me then Alastor," she said, growing bold with a coy smirk. "Give me all the anger you have. Take it out on my flesh."
There are some things people just don't expect. Even in Hell, surprises can come. For a demon like Alastor, he took pride in how little can shock him, humble him. Yet he's recently realized he's not in as much control as he claimed to be. He's been beaten, insulted, taken hold of. A new sense of purpose was required. A way to show power again.
But this?
"I know you want to," she hissed up at him. "You want to devour me. Go ahead! At least you'll be good at that!"
She knew that did the trick since he returned to his malicious state. His large, sharp-tooth grin opened into a gaping maw that attacked her. She let out a cry as he bit down hard on her shoulder. She wrapped her legs around his waist while his teeth pierced her so fiercely that she could practically feel his gums on her skin. She pushed him further by grabbing a hold of his hair as she moaned so desperately. He held her so tightly that her cries grew strenuous.
She loved every second of it, especially when he managed to tear off some of her flesh.
----
With a snap of his finger, Alastor conjured up a small flame that helped her with her cigarette. She inhaled, released a puff of smoke, and relaxed after their little escapade. They remained on the floor of his radio tower, now snuggled up together. He looked over her body, his claws tracing the marks he left behind before they disappeared.
It was just what he needed for the time being to satiate his hunger. Full freedom was still far from his grasp, but he at least found a way to play with his needs. Thanks to her, his burning yearnings were temporarily fulfilled.
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Hi there! I saw you were looking to do Alastor requests, and I have a…spicier one in mind.
So the scenario I was hoping for, if you are comfortable with it is consensual cannibalism. The Reader (female) has an advanced regenerative and healing ability and is also a masochist.
So after the Extermination, Reader helps Alastor heal and also offers her flesh to him. Things go from there. Maybe some aftercare at the end, too?
It's not exactly smut, but some crazy, kinky, bloody stuff is involved!
TRIGGER WARNING!
Y/N was the one who found him in his radio tower, muttering and wincing to himself. She'd been the only one who searched for him after the battle. His disappearance from it was so sudden that she had her suspicions. Finding her friend in such a state was heartwrenching, especially since he always seemed so composed. Now he appeared so broken, fragile, wounded.
She approached him with caution. He was her friend, but an infamous demon, forced into a corner by the First Man too. Like dealing with many beasts, it was best to proceed with caution.
"Alastor?" She called out to him slowly.
His head snapped up upon hearing her. His dark eyes narrowed to get a better look at her. After doing so, his strained smile came with a snarl. "I do not want you to see me in such a state..."
"We've all taken a beating today Alastor," she said, walking over to him in a still careful manner. Slowly she knelt before his curled up figure on the floor. "You were smart to leave when you did. Gave you time to heal."
"Well, as you can see..." he took his hand away from his chest, which spewed out some blood that darkened his already red attire. "I may need a little more time."
She saw the way the blood covered his chest like splattered paint. He certainly took a beating after fighting hard. She was at least happy the wound was wide yet shallow. What she hated was noticing the way he attempted to reach out to her but grimaced in pain while doing so. She found it so awful to see him like this that it made her act on impulse.
Alastor didn't have time to protest as she already had her hand over his injury. He watched how she concentrated on it, how her hand suddenly had a golden light under it as his chest felt very warm then cool. Once she let go, he saw he was as good as new! No blood or anything!
"You're welcome!" She chirped, making an effort to break the tense silence.
It didn't help since before she knew it, he was throwing himself on top of her. He looked down at her, pinning her to the floor. He looked wild and savage as his eyes changed into those notorious radio dials and his sardonic grin had blood leaking out from its corners.
"I don't recall asking for your help, my dear," he growled. "You know better than to make the Radio Demon owe you his life!"
She never thought she'd be on the receiving end of Alastor's threats. They'd always been rather close and respected one another. Yet she forgot two important things about him:
He despised being on someone's hook.
And he always needed to be in control.
He already lost his sense of control in the battle when fighting Adam. His microphone was split in two, and he'd been no better. Now that she saw him in bad shape and offered him assistance in healing, he needed to find a way to regain power - to show he still could intimidate.
She was terrified...but also excited.
She doesn't know why it excited her. It might've had something to do with the fact she was hell-born and had no real experience with pain or death. It didn't help that she was born with regenerative healing abilities that helped her survive every scuffle she'd find herself in. Whatever the reason, the way Alastor bent over her gave her pleasant tingles.
She knew he didn't desire sexual depravity the way others down there did, but he did have other carnal urges that could benefit them both.
"Hurt me then Alastor," she said, growing bold with a coy smirk. "Give me all the anger you have. Take it out on my flesh."
There are some things people just don't expect. Even in Hell, surprises can come. For a demon like Alastor, he took pride in how little can shock him, humble him. Yet he's recently realized he's not in as much control as he claimed to be. He's been beaten, insulted, taken hold of. A new sense of purpose was required. A way to show power again.
But this?
"I know you want to," she hissed up at him. "You want to devour me. Go ahead! At least you'll be good at that!"
She knew that did the trick since he returned to his malicious state. His large, sharp-tooth grin opened into a gaping maw that attacked her. She let out a cry as he bit down hard on her shoulder. She wrapped her legs around his waist while his teeth pierced her so fiercely that she could practically feel his gums on her skin. She pushed him further by grabbing a hold of his hair as she moaned so desperately. He held her so tightly that her cries grew strenuous.
She loved every second of it, especially when he managed to tear off some of her flesh.
----
With a snap of his finger, Alastor conjured up a small flame that helped her with her cigarette. She inhaled, released a puff of smoke, and relaxed after their little escapade. They remained on the floor of his radio tower, now snuggled up together. He looked over her body, his claws tracing the marks he left behind before they disappeared.
It was just what he needed for the time being to satiate his hunger. Full freedom was still far from his grasp, but he at least found a way to play with his needs. Thanks to her, his burning yearnings were temporarily fulfilled.
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Y/N (Alastor's ex): When Alastor and I were a couple, I found him unpredictable, and spontaneous, and quirky. You know, it's kind of sexy. But if you take dating out of the equation, he's just a lunatic.
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okay I need some more alastor x Carmella’s daughter!
can we have an imagine this time of that situation?
"First the Princess of Hell, and now you've gone for one of Carmine's brats? You really have no shame, do you Alastor?"
Right on cue, Vox was ready to confront Alastor after the last Overlord gathering, not caring that everyone was still around to watch. It was just like the Vees to want an audience. Had it been anyone else, Alastor would've torn the obnoxious picture box to shreds and have his torment recorded for his next show. Vox wasn't worth the effort, however. In fact, Alastor knew of a better way to destroy him.
"My friend, there's no need for such jealousy," he started with the nonchalant tone he knew drove Vox crazy. "It's not my fault my natural charisma led to such powerful allies while all you can conjure up are underlings who do nothing more than feed your fragile ego."
That certainly struck a nerve since Vox began to grind his teeth as his stare grew more intense. Alastor simply stayed calm as he subtly carried a tone of smugness. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to have lunch with my lady love, whom you will not disrespect again," This was the only time he chose to strike actual fear in Vox's heart as he switched to his Radio Demon persona by darkening his eyes and letting his figure grow into a form that better radiated evil. "Not unless you wish to be a new voice for my broadcast..."
Vox could only stare in bewildered silence as Alastor threatened him. The jab was bad enough, but the last statement stunned him enough to merely nod.
"Darling?" A third voice that differed with its femininity and lack of intensity came through. "Ready to go?" Y/N asked her boyfriend, bearing no mind that he was in almost full demon mode.
Alastor snapped his head around in her direction, calming down instantly. He supposed he made his point, and he was rather famished.
"Ready as always, my dear!" He replied, offering his arm to her which she happily accepted. "I know a lovely little bistro that serves excellent venison."
They walked past the still-emasculated Vox who was doing his best to refrain from buffering.
"Always fun catching up with you, old friend!"
----
Alastor would be lying if he said he wasn't caught off guard by Carmilla's sudden invitation to her home. She may have been Y/N's mother, but he rarely interacted with her sans a few polite greetings whenever they saw one another. According to Y/N, she did approve of him, it was just hard to gather since for every jovial "Hello!" he'd give her, she'd return with a small nod and acknowledging hum. It could be rather off-putting for someone like Alastor who thrived on other's reactions to all he did.
Some feared him, which always brought a certain giddiness within him that bordered on titillating. Some believed they could outmatch him in the battle of wits, which he was always ready for with a good put-down.
Months ago there was that precious giggle his dearest Y/N let out to alert him that she carried a torch for him. He knew right away that was something he could use to his advantage. Working with the heir to Hell's throne was already advantageous, but being involved with one of the daughters of an Overlord with the largest assembly of weapons in the city was something that could make his position all the more concrete. Pestering gnats like the Vees, even with their childish disrespect, knew opportunities like this don't just come every day. It was most likely why Vox tried to provoke him like he did.
So this was why Alastor had to be sure he had Carmilla's approval since it would cement him further in his current position. For someone who believed a smile could go a long way in keeping many guessing, he was certainly thrown off his game by her lack of expression. He could only hope this invite to whatever this was could keep things favorable for him.
Alastor was welcomed in by no one as the door opened on its own like always. He stepped into a large sitting room which contrasted with the one at the hotel as the latter was bright and rather tacky. The Carmine household was more gloomy, yet rather welcoming. He thought it was because the room he was directed to had walls completely covered in books. No doubt his bookish Y/N inhabited this room often, having the habit of sticking her nose in one. Currently, however, sat her mother in an armchair, staring passively at him like always.
"Alastor," Carmilla greeted him, waving him forward. "Glad you came. Please sit."
She gestured him to a sofa next to her seat that he accepted, along with the glass of bloodred wine she offered. Sadly it was just that - wine. It will have to do.
"I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here so unexpectedly, without Y/N," she began, all business and direct, as always.
"If this is about my altercation with Vox this morning, I apologize," he said. He wasn't really sorry for putting the noisy picture box in his place, but whatever kept him in Carmilla's good graces. "As you know, he's an old acquaintance of mine. Things between us can get rather-"
She held up her hand to stop him before taking a sip of her wine. "That's not why I called you here. I've learned not to pay the Vees any mind long ago. No, I wish to speak to you about your relationship with Y/N."
At this, he kept his smile intact as always, but it held a certain wariness, a curiosity. He hoped she couldn't tell how he was preparing himself for whatever she could mean. She sat further back in her seat, studying him it seemed. When he chose to stay quiet, she continued. "I understand you're a busy person, as am I, so I'll do us both a favor and jump right to what I wish to discuss," without hesitation, she did just that. "I want you to marry Y/N."
Alastor could barely cover how he winced at that - the static emanating from him didn't help. Even with all the theories he conjured for this meeting, he didn't imagine this.
Carmilla must've noticed how she caught him by surprise since this was the first time he saw her look amused at the situation. She seemed to want to play with him since she took her time with her next sip before deciding to reassure him. "This doesn't need to happen any time soon," she said. "I don't expect you to get engaged tomorrow. I only want to give you my blessing if that's where you two end up. I find it beneficial for you to know beforehand because you're a businessman before anything else. You won't do anything unless you know it'll benefit you. It's why you're with my daughter in the first place, right?"
Well, there was no use denying it, so Alastor shrugged. The wariness, however, remained. "Y/N is quite a lovely lady with a certain sweetness and intelligence that I find endearing. If she so happens to come with a powerful family, then who am I to not want to get closer to someone who can mean a lot to me?"
Carmilla once more studied him stoically, which had Alastor's wide grin falter. "If I were in you, I'd do the same, I suppose. Which is why I know you'll continue to treat her well. You'll continue to meet her, talk with her, and if it gets to that point, marry her. If not, you'll go about your business like nothing. You're smart enough to know that you should treat this like any other transaction. If any issues, deal with me. Are we clear?"
Oh, she was making this too easy. Alastor almost wanted to let out a cackle of triumphant laughter. Had she stuck out her hand to shake he would have. For now, he'd settle for the clinking of glasses that signified a toast.
One marriage, coming up!
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It’s not original but I have a feeling you’d be great at writing a Flapper AU between Alaster and Reader who’s a flapper/singer
Original or not, it was still fun to write!
Alastor came down to the club like any other Friday night. Normally these visits passed in a whirl as the joint remained all night with jovial noises like the clinking of full glasses and loud laughter. That night, however, was different in one small yet significant way. Amid the dim lighting and senseless chatter that most men seemed to be the reason for while their female companions sat in aloofness, there was brightness onstage that Alastor couldn't look away from. The brightness came in the form of you in an alluring red ensemble singing about the fleeting nature of material wealth and the relationships that come and go with it.
With a voice like yours, Alastor felt he might need to check your back for wings. He settled for asking about you.
"Mimzy, who is that delectable creature?" He said to his friend who sat with him at their usual table. His eyes never left the lovely singer onstage, so Mimzy couldn't help but feel smug as she answered him.
"That's Y/N, the newest talent here. They've got quite a set of pipes on them, huh?"
"Indeed..." was all Alastor could mutter, continuing to stare at you dazedly. You had finished the Vaudeville-blues-style song you started with and were about to slow things down with a softer tune about not knowing what to do after your love was gone.
Before this second song, however, Alastor could've sworn you peered over at his table and met his eyes. You must've because as he smiled, you winked before returning your attention to everyone else. The men had hollered at your sultry act and went nuts at the flirtatious move you pulled that was only meant for him.
He wasn't too pleased about this attention you were receiving from others. This was the first time such a thing had happened to him. There was an overwhelming desire to possess you. The shortness of breath and flooding through his body had him understand this was classic jealousy at play. When you gave him that quick wink and tiny smile that was met with such ungentlemanly calls, he was ready to kill anyone who touched you, who tried to take you away from him.
Nothing was going to stop him from owning you.
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to help you practice your alastor writing, how about reader is one of carmila’s daughters and she introduces mom to her new boyfriend: alastor!
Headcanons or imagine, your choice!
Ooh, I like this concept!
You have known Alastor for some time now due to the Overlord meetings that happen now and again.
You found him to be quite handsome as well as funny.
You knew he was probably a little crazy, but it was all right if he was. What demon wasn't?
You would glance at him often during these meetings and cover up the giggles you'd have over his remarks.
It wasn't until one day he did a particular job putting Vox in his place, having you release an audible snort, and finally got Alastor to notice you.
He invited you to lunch, and you two had been going steady since then
You wished to keep it under wraps for as long as you could
Your mother was a protective woman, and although she was always neutral towards Alastor, seeing him as nothing more than a fellow Overlord, you weren't sure how she'd feel if he was your boyfriend.
So, you met in secret and went on dates that were more on the subtle side so it looked more like a casual outing between two work associates
Those who knew, for the time being, were your sisters and the residents of the Hazbin Hotel
Clara and Odette knew all about Carmilla's protective nature and were fine with covering for you. They were sure to tease you about the relationship, in the meantime.
As for everyone at the hotel, they were on board with helping to keep the relationship a secret as you two spent time alone there
Alastor may or may not have threatened a few of them just to ensure things
Charlie, in particular, was happy to help out in any way with this budding romance
All Husk could say was that he prayed that you knew what you were doing, getting with a demon like his boss
When you two weren't spending time together at the hotel, you were "bumping into" each other in the city where you'd then go on walks or have lunch together
Anyone who'd dare question these interactions would have to answer to Alastor
You were right in thinking that Alastor was no prince, seeing the way he threatened those who defied him or how he took delight in heinous things like blood and violence, but you didn't mind
In a way, he was still an old-fashioned gentleman who treated you well
Alastor himself found it beneficial to be courting the daughter of a powerful arms dealer
His genuinely liking you was just gravy!
Things were going well for the last several months until one night at dinner Odette let it slip that you had plans, the following day, with your boyfriend
"Boyfriend?" Carmilla questioned as she walked back to the table with her refilled drink. "How long has this been going on?"
You stammered, for a bit, slightly intimidated by your mother's stoic stare. "A few months now,"
"I see," she took a sip of her drink before speaking again. "Bring him over next week. I wish to meet him."
Cut to you and Alastor outside your home preparing to have tea with your mother
You fixed yourself and even him for what seemed to be a million times until Alastor placed his hands over yours to get you to stop fixing his bowtie once more
You grew more flustered than before as he pierced you with a teasing grin that carried a hint of reassurance
"This is nothing I can't handle. Not to worry, my dear!"
And yet you couldn't help but notice the small flinch he did when the door suddenly opened to welcome you in
You took each other's hand as you went in, your mother greeting you both right away
Turned out she knew already!
"You've been seen out with him for months, and his broadcasts have been full of more voices than normal. It's not rocket science."
"Told you she enjoyed my show!"
You were expecting her to have several questions for him, but that wasn't the case
Carmilla knew Alastor was respectful and had trusted associates such as Zestial who would vouch for him
She, too, believed the relationship could come with some benefits. He could be of some use to the family.
Plus she raised you well enough so that you could judge others for yourself and take care of yourself if need be
Alastor would be stupid to take advantage of a family who holds a large assortment of weapons that can kill both demons and exorcists
Like with many things, Carmilla approves, but within reason
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Hey, I see you're looking for Alastor request to write him better.
Could I get Alastor x F! Reader where they're constantly flirting with each other until someone shouts just kiss already which takes Alastor off guard enough for the reader to sweep in and kiss him, then as he kisses back she gets dragged off to is room. The rest from there is up to you :)
Inspired by the writings of F. Scott Fitzgerald
"Do you think I ought to bob my hair, Alastor?" Y/N asked the distinguished demon by her side as they shared a few drinks at the hotel's bar. Husk busied himself by wiping some glasses, refraining from rolling his eyes as the pair continued with this back-and-forth.
"I'd look rather darling with such a hairstyle, don't you think?"
"An absolute dream, my dear," Alastor responded, regarding her more intently than usual.
He wasn't sure what it was, but something about her was especially vivacious that night. Perhaps it was the way she seemed to make a bit of effort to be on his level for the dinner-dance the hotel was hosting to celebrate its grand re-opening. Like with many of the antics that go on in the place, Alastor stood passively by, subtly scaring those who came close to him.
Then he spotted her.
He liked how becoming the dark red dress she wore was and how It set off her unnaturally shadowy eyes. Let's not forget about the way her hair glistened so! It was almost like the stars were woven into it.
"You know, back when I was alive, having such a hairstyle would be considered immoral, sinful," Alastor remarked, shamelessly reaching out to twirl a few strands of her hair around his sharp nails. "It was a sure and easy way to attract certain attention."
She took in the way his eyes floated towards hers, but not before making their way up slowly from her legs. Had he been anyone else, she would've disregarded his remark with a brutal slap (perhaps with something worse if she were in the mood). But this was the Radio Demon she was speaking with.
She knew she had him right where she wanted him the moment she stepped in. If her attire hadn't drawn him in, then it was definitely all the attention she gathered from the other party guests who would offer to dance with her. Each one that would head her way with enthusiastic determination would have Alastor's eye twitch before he finally decided it was his turn to cut in.
After that, she was his and no one else's. After all no one would dare be stupid enough to steal the Radio Demon's dance partner.
"Well, it's a good thing we're in Hell then," Y/N said, going as far as laying a hand on the normally touch-aversed Alastor's knee. In this case, however, a glow settled almost imperceptibly over him.
Their eyes met completely, and they stopped talking entirely as they stared at each other. It wasn't until an irritated voice intruded on their space and made the glow fade away.
"For fuck's sake, will you two just get it on already?!" Angel Dust screeched from the Y/N's other side. "This was amusing for a while, but you've been dancing around each other all night. The party ended hours ago, and you still haven't even kissed yet."
An awkward silence followed this. Alastor looked at Angel, eye twitching once more. He wouldn't understand that a classy lady like Y/N deserved to be wooed properly. She's, no doubt, heard every practiced line known in this side of the Pentagram. And she certainly wouldn't react well to such bold actions like hot kisses and heavy petting.
Alastor opened his mouth to explain as much when Y/N grabbed a hold of his face and placed a big kiss on his lips. He would've been more shocked had it not felt like such blissful oblivion. It was better than any glass of rye he had ever drank. He kept a stronghold of her, his claws piercing the small of her back while his other hand took hold of her hair.
They eventually released one another, going back to looking at each other.
"Forgive me," she managed to say between heavy breaths. She kept her bold smile on as well as a tight grip on his lapel. "You've got an awfully kissable mouth."
And with that, the glow returned along with a desire to finish this upstairs.
"About fucking time," Husk uttered, watching with Angel the way Alastor dragged a giddy Y/N to his room.
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I really want to practice more of my Alastor writing so if y’all have any requests for him, please feel free to send them my way!
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can I request an alastor x y/n where she’s like Wednesday Addams, very stoic and has a lot of bizarre interests, and she’s a new resident of the hazbin hotel?
This is based on Gomez and Morticia's Meet Cute from the 1960s series, so this will be more them than Wednesday. I hope you still like it Nonnie!
Alastor admired Y/N from across the room as she played with her pet cat. The feline was a rather darling thing that Alastor, himself, enjoyed spending time with. He couldn't understand why the others were weary of her simply because she was a lion. Surely there were more hellish creatures down here than an adorable, carnivorous creature.
"Alastor!" Y/N chirped as Alastor approached her and her pet. "I wanted to thank you again for letting Kitty Cat in your room to do some hunting. It's been so long since she's done so properly!"
"Of course, sweetheart," Alastor replied, bending down to give Kitty Cat's ear a small scratch. "She's welcome, any time. As long as she shares her findings."
"Oh, absolutely! She's very good at sharing. I should know..." She emphasized this with a small giggle and a quick wipe to the corner of her mouth which had some blood leftover from that day's breakfast.
Alastor wasn't sure what to think of this new hotel resident, at first, thinking she was just any other delusional sinner who believed she had a shot at redemption. The more they spent time together, however, the more he learned about her and her various quirks he couldn't help but find endearing. With having so much in common, she couldn't possibly want to be redeemed deep down, right? She must be here for the entertainment, such as himself.
"Kitty Cat and I are planning on going into town to walk off our breakfast if you'd care to join us," Y/N said. She lifted up a dismembered doll for him to see. He noticed that the doll's head was chopped off perfectly. "We can bury my dolls, too. They hardly work as substitutes for the real thing, but I'm meant to behave. They'll have to do, for now."
Surely this wasn't love he was feeling! What else could explain this warm, fuzzy feeling though?
#alastor x reader#alastor#x reader#imagine#hazbin hotel#alastor the radio demon#alastor hazbin hotel#radio demon#drabble#requests#request#reqs open
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Associating A Few Of My Favorite Hazbin Hotel Songs With My MCU OCs:
Hell’s Greatest Dad - Steve and Loki fighting over Daisy’s affection
More Than Anything - 100% Marc and Marcy Spector! Like Charlie and Lucifer, their relationship hasn’t always been the smoothest, but there’s definitely love between them as they continue to try to be there for one another.
Out For Love - Bucky offering Jack words of wisdom about the things he should be fighting for
#marvel cinematic universe#hazbin hotel#marvel#mcu#mcu au#imagine#mcu fanfiction#child oc#uncle!loki#dad!steve rogers#moon knight#dad!marc Spector#dad!bucky#jack barnes#Marcy Spector#daisy rogers#steve rogers#bucky barnes#marc spector#loki
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Hello Sweetie...
Pairing: Alastor x GN!Reader
A small drabble based on this incorrect quote. Thanks @travelleryani
for the request! Hope you enjoy it!
Alastor left you seven years ago, and you knew that your marriage was in trouble. Even though you knew that he was always on the move, you tried to keep the relationship alive. You were tempted to check out the Hazbin Hotel after learning Alastor was staying there. You were aware of the rumors about him staying near Pentagram City, but you did not believe them. He would likely have already left by now.
Upon reaching the hotel, you thought that it was empty. As you made your way toward the entrance, you saw Alastor's radio tower. Your heart raced as you realized that he was still there, and you felt dread as you approached the building.
You didn't expect your spouse to open the door and you were surprised by how he looked to you. Even though time changed him somewhat, he still had that mischievous glint in his eye, which was something you had always treasured.
"Hello, sweetie," Alastor said, his voice soft and gentle.
Part 2?
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Do you write for the Hazbin Hotel characters or is it just incorrect quotes!? I do love the incorrect quotes though!
I wouldn’t mind writing for the characters! I do love the show 🙂
But just know with Alastor, I’ll keep the romance to a minimum.
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I have a question 🙋🏾♀️🙋🏾♀️🙋🏾♀️
Do you still make Arthur fleck posts?
Been a while since I have, but i don’t see why I wouldn’t 🙂
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send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome ❣️🥰
Thanks sweetie! I know we don't talk as often as we used to, but you're still a great friend and hope you're doing well!
Message me whenever you get the chance!
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Y/N: I want us to be more than friends.
Alastor: You’ll snap out of it.
Y/N: Don’t do that - discount my feelings.
Alastor: I’m not friend material, let alone, more than friend material. I’ll ignore you, stomp on your heart, and always put my needs and interests first.
Y/N: You can keep trying to push me away. It’s not gonna work.
Alastor: I almost killed you.
Y/N: I survived.
Alastor: Beginner’s luck.
Y/N: I’m tougher than you think.
Alastor: You’re making a mistake.
Y/N: Probably.
Alastor: Definitely.
#incorrect quotes#source: wednesday#hazbin hotel#alastor x reader#hazbin alastor#alastor#x reader#imagine
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Y/N: God knows where he is right now, but I promise you, he's doing whatever the hell he wants and not giving a damn about me! And I'm just fine with that.
Charlie: Y/N-
Y/N: When you love the Radio Demon, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, Alastor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!
(Turns around and locks eyes with Alastor)
Y/N: ...
Alastor: Hello sweetie...
POV: You're Alastor's estranged partner who hasn't seen him in the 7 years he was gone and visited the hotel when you heard the rumors he was staying there.
#incorrect quotes#source: doctor who#alastor x reader#hazbin alastor#alastor#hazbin hotel#gn reader#fluff#angst#x reader#imagine
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