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#Alastor has a tail
r4diopl4y · 2 months
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The Tail
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huskersbooze · 24 days
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Helloo! Can i Request an alastor x reader angst? (I love angst im sorry😭) where reader n alastor are good friends, but soon alastor starts catching feelings, he didn’t like that so he starts ignoring reader hoping it’ll go away, but when alastor realizes it doesn’t, he wanted to apologize for ignoring reader and maybe confessing, but he couldn’t cause he found out reader got redeemed into heaven? Please and thank you!!
A/N : Oh fuck yes I'm a sucker for angst. This is actually a really interesting concept! Completely opposite to my other fic where Reader ignores Al. Thank you for the ask <3
Alastor Doesn't Do Feelings
Alastor x Reader
Pairing : Alastor x F!Reader (M!Reader here, Gn!Reader here)
Warnings : Cusing(what do you expect? It's Hazbin Hotel)
Additional Tags : Angst, no use of (Y/n), use of dear/darling
Word count : 1.25k
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It was never supposed to turn out this way. Alastor, the fucking Radio Demon, doesn't do feelings.
But here he was, finding himself getting flustered, his cheeks red, ears pinned back and his smile faltering.
And it was all because of you.
"-and so I told him to back the heck away, but I swear his brain can't seem to comprehend simple words! He-"
You went on and on about your day, but Alastor could only focus on the close proximity between the two of you and your hand came so close to brushing his every minute or so.
"Alastor! Freaking hell!" He snapped out of his trance when he heard you yell his name.
He cleared his throat, quickly gathering himself once more, "Yes, darling?"
"Were you even listening to me?"
"Of course, I was." Which, frankly, was a lie.
"Just go to bed, dipshit."
"I don't need sleep."
"Your brain is hijacked, Al." You try to give his ears a scratch. Alastor attempts a dodge but fails. "See? You can't even dodge a simple pet on the head."
"I let you do that."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Darling, you know I don't sleep."
"It was an expression, babe."
He knew you meant it as a joke, a light-humoured name you called him; like how he called you "dear" or "darling".
But he couldn't help the blush that found a way to his face.
"Alastor! You're doing it again!"
"I beg your pardon?" He snaps out from his trance.
"You're dozing off again. Are your radio parts radio-ing properly?"
"I'm not an actual radio, my dear."
"Well, you sure act like a broken down machine." You let out a giggle, him doing the same, but it ultimately sounded like he was buffering.
"You need help." You get up and give him another ruffle behind the ears, catching him off guard. "G'night, Al."
He doesn't respond.
He's too busy screaming internally.
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Alastor doesn't do feelings. Yet, here he was a broken mess because of you.
No, this was unacceptable. All he'd work for. His reputation. The danger it'd put you in.
He couldn't afford any of that gone — especially not you.
How was he to get rid of this weird churning he gets in his stomach when you near, though? How was he to stop loving you?
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Alastor doesn’t do feelings. He nearly did, once, because of you. But he’d found a way to stop it.
Or so, he thought.
“Good morning, Al.”
Out of everyone in the hotel, you were the one person he could tolerate. Despite your polar interests and behaviour, Alastor actually found it quite enjoyable to be by your side.
Sure, you rarely cursed, was so sweet and couldn’t bare the thought of killing, but Alastor never minded. You were the one person he looked forward to seeing everyday. He would usually only talk to you.
“Husker, may I have a word?” Yet, here Alastor was, completely ignoring your existence like you were some irrelevant imp a few rings down.
“Uh, sure, boss.” Husk sends you a questioning stare as you return the favour.
He didn’t actually have anything to say to him; it just hurt to see you. The feelings still lingered and he couldn’t do jackshit about it. 
Staying away from you was only supposed to get rid of his feelings, not intensify them.
“Alastor?” Yet, your voice captivated him in every way possible and his desire to be yours increased.
He simply left the room, and the two of you never spoke after that.
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“Alastor doesn’t do feelings, honey.”
“I know, Rosie! But we’re just friends and he knows that.” You take a sip from the tea Rosie prepared for you. “Though, lately, he’s been completely disregarding my presence like I’m the bane of his existence.”
“Don’t look too much into it! I’m sure it’s nothing. It’s just Alastor being Alastor.”
“But it’s not.” You sigh. “Something’s changed between us and I’m not sure what it is.”
“Well, did anything specific happen?”
“I.. I don’t know.” Your voice cracks at the agony. “I just.. Everything was fine that night. I just told him to sleep and the next morning it’s like I never existed.”
“Hm. That does sound odd.”
“Exactly! And I’m not sure what to do or if- if I’ve angered him- or- or maybe he’s sick of me-”
“Honey, breathe.” Rosie’s hand finds yours across the table as she rubs soothing circles on the back of your palm. “It’s in his nature to be sending mixed signals. Just give him time. He’ll come to terms with you eventually.”
“Are.. Are you sure?”
“You came to me for a reason.” She jokes, though her warm smile never left her face.
“Thank you, Rosie.”
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Alastor, your beloved strawberry pimp, doesn’t do feelings. He didn’t, he doesn’t and he won’t.
At least, that was before he realised he was catching feelings for you.
He’s tried so hard to ignore it. He’s done everything he could to ignore you, but despite his best efforts, you still found a way to float straight back into his mind.
“Alastor?”
“Yes, darling?” It took him a while to comprehend the fact he accidentally called Husk “darling”. His mind was just filled with thoughts of you.
“Uh.. anyways.” Husk cleared his throat. “You were close with the kid, right?”
“I suppose.” He shrugs, saying it as a matter of fact-ly. “Nothing serious.”
Alastor nearly flinched as he said it himself. 
Nothing serious.
But in fact, it was starting to get serious. He was in love with you, head-over-heels obsessed, but he couldn’t come to terms with the fact and decided to push you away.
Fuck. What was he thinking?
“Yes, well I just.. wanted to let ya’ know she’s-”
“In a minute, Husker.” He says, taking off and trying to find you. He had to apologize. He had to talk to you and explain himself. But then, that would mean he had to confess.
Confess. Alastor’s smile widened as he thought of the idea. Blush crept from his face all the way down to his neck and his tail was uncontrollably wagging under his coat.
He loved you.
Turns out, Alastor does, and will do feelings.
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“Husker, have you seen her?” After a whole day of looking around the hotel, he couldn’t seem to find you anywhere. 
“Her?” He asks, then immediately realising there could only be one her. “I was trying to tell you, boss. The kid.. The kid passed.”
“What?” His smile falters, eyes twitching, but still keeping his composure.
“Some drunk ass dude got hold of an angelic weapon from the last extermination. She was stabbed on her way back from cannibal town.”
The static in his ears were ringing louder by the second. This wasn’t supposed to happen. No, it wasn’t supposed to end like this. He was only supposed to get rid of his feelings, not you.
This whole plan backfired. It was a mistake. He kept what he hadn’t wanted, and lost what he desired.
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Alastor doesn’t do feelings.
He does, but only for you. He keeps his heart closed in hopes you’re still somewhere out there.
Any other demon who tries to get with him, ultimately gets turned down.
Alastor doesn’t do feelings, no; but he does feelings. He saves the romantic kind for you. The platonic ones, however, are open doors now because of you.
Alastor didn’t do feelings, but he does now — in hopes he gets redeemed and can find you in heaven.
———[ End. ]———
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kame-artist · 15 days
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Dialogue that i was planning to put in a fic, but it went in a differant direction
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chronicbeans · 3 months
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Thinking about the possibility of Alastor having a stupid, fluffy little deer tail rn.
Reader, cathing Alastor without his long coat on: Hey Alastor- OMG-
Alastor: What? What is it? Why tf are you staring at my a- oh, shit.
Reader, grinning like a moron: You got a tail?! So fluffy omg!
Alastor: Tell anybody and I kill you.
Reader: But it's cute!
Alastor: EXACTLY.
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nkirukaj · 29 days
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More Alastor Headcanons!!
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- Deer man definitely straightens his hair
- Like the curls are loose as hell, but they’re there
- I feel like he used to do lawn care work for rich families before he started doing radio. Idk that just feels right
- He fought a lot while alive, but his mom didn’t like it
- Gets his need for glasses from his dad
- Was slim alive, but toned
- Very flirtatious while alive
- Lived with his mom because he didn’t want to leave her alone
- Was very irritated by his lack of ability to take care of his mother until he made it big in radio.
- Then he lavished her with all she wanted
- His mother was his best friend
- He feels like if he’s not the most powerful, then it’s like he’s not powerful at all
- Feels like his morally wrong actions were for a morally right cause
- Enjoys the performance aspects of romance
- Adores Black women
- Loves attention
- Respects Charlie as a friend
- Isn’t super sure how friendships are supposed to work, so he’s always manipulating cuz that’s how he’s used to getting what he wants
- Most of his “friendships” were people he had to be around or had to be around him
- Evil intent is a long buried cry for help/support
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radiostatik · 2 months
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Do you think Alastor and Sir Pentious used to be friends before Vox came to Hell? I think Sir Pentious loved to throw tea parties, maybe he even made a special mug for Alastor. One that Alastor still drinks from, just in case his old friend stops by.
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rabbitsonthemoon · 2 months
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Finding out Alastor has posable deer ears was one of the many highlights of my Hazbin experience. If I find out he has a cute fluffy lil deer tail too (ik it's been heavily implied not gonna happen) I would sob and curl into a ball of cute.
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daridi · 1 month
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"Lovely..."
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Triangular Ass
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So, like most of the fandom, I want Alastor with a tail. The tail that hidden underneath the skirt of his coat. He so cute with it in fan art.
But Alastor as a busboy is shown without one. But, hey, that can be consider a dream sequence type of deal from Lucifer perceptive and doesn't know if Alastor has one or not. Here's hoping.
But then I realized something. Vox shitty artist rendering...triangular ass. Maybe, Alastor ass appears more triangle because, maybe his tail is not peeking past the waistband, and hidden under the coat....but tucked into his pants completely. (Which also explains why it was absent as a busboy) With his tail force to be folded downwards, wouldn't his ass seem more triangular?
Huzzah for deer tailed Alastor! There's still a chance he has one!
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endara · 19 days
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Alastor x Reader Chapter 7 out now! 🖤
Asexual/Demiromantic Alastor, Reader is AFAB and on the asexual spectrum.
Fluff + Angst + Protective Alastor. Kinda slowburn. Flashback type scenes with human Alastor and reader being a serial killer duo and falling in love. Childhood friends to lovers. Reunited after 100 years. Alastor is a mamas boy. Angel and reader have a best friends dynamic. Valentino gets fucked over!
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In the few weeks you’d been getting to know Alastor again since you'd reunited, you had never seen his full demon form from a distance like this. You’d had his shadow tentacles used around you once or twice, sure. But then you had been too close and distracted to really get a good look. It made sense to you now why so many people were terrified of him. His limbs were warped and extended in a way that made you feel uneasy. Dark, writhing tentacles sprouted from his back, two held him off the ground while another two held his victim elevated and pinned to the wall. The rest of them swirled menacingly behind him.
It was quite fascinating… In some strange way.
You couldn’t make out what Alastor was saying, all you could hear from where you stood watching him at the end of the alley, was the radio static emanating from him. Even from here though, you could see his smile cutting through half of his face, the corners of his lips were pulled to rest beside his eyes while he grit his teeth.
“Holy shit!” Angel Dust squawked from beside you when he finally caught up and spotted Alastor.
The Radio Demon reacted to the sudden voice instinctively, not registering who the voice belonged to before he’d sent a bin lid flying like a frisbee. It smacked Angel in the head and he yelped, his feet going out from under him as the impact almost immediately stunned and knocked him out.
In the few seconds it took for Angel to fall, you just about managed to grab under his arms before his head hit the floor. But you stumbled from the sudden unexpected weight, “Jesus Christ.” You exclaimed and looked up with wide eyes at Alastor, whose limbs were now back to their regular proportions and his feet were planted on the concrete.
At least by now, he’d realised who was watching him wasn’t a threat. He looked at you with narrowed eyes and a tight-lipped smile, the man behind him still pinned to the wall and begging you to help him. The poor guy didn't realise you had no intention of stopped Alastor's fun.
You planted your feet firmly on the ground so you could better support Angel.
When you checked on your unconscious friend, you sighed in relief, he seemed like he was going to be okay. His head wasn’t bleeding and he was breathing just fine.
“What are you doing here?” Alastor asked, his voice low and annoyed from the interruption. He also didn’t like the fact that he didn’t know how long you’d been watching or following him. Or why his sentient shadow duplicate hadn’t alerted him to your presence.
“Sorry. We didn’t mean to sneak up on you.” You answered, your voice strained from trying to support the weight of your much taller friend. Slowly, you were able to lift him up enough that his legs were the only thing dragging on the floor as you approached Alastor. “We were on our way back to the hotel when Angel spotted you. I just wanted to say hi and see what you were up to.”
Alastor watched you as you struggled to keep an unconscious Angel Dust off the floor, but he didn’t offer to help. If he were you, he would have dropped the pornstar onto the cold ground without an ounce of guilt by now.
He turned his head to shoot an annoyed death glare at his victim, all that yelling at you for help was starting to get on his nerves. The man whimpered in fear and cowered towards the wall as if it would protect him. When Alastor was satisfied enough by the reaction he got, he looked back at you.
“Why are you not at the hotel in the first place my dear? Did you forget there's a madman loose with your name atop his list?”
“Of course not. But I needed to visit my club to see how everything was going without me. I can't put my life on hold forever... I brought Angel with me, so I wasn’t alone- But he isn’t very helpful now you’ve knocked him out.” You explained, lifting your friend up slightly as you mentioned him.
Alastor laughed, moving his mic from one hand to the other and then looked at the limp Angel Dust in your arms, “Aha! I suppose that is true. Although I’m not sure he would have been much help while awake either.” He flashed a charming smile and shrugged, “But not to worry darling. Now you are here you might as well stay. I will ensure you return to the hotel unscathed.”
Read here <3
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puhmpken · 27 days
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THURSDAY WRITE DAY
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hazbin-alastor · 2 months
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"Alastor doesn't have a tail," they say...
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Then Why Is His Coat Shaped Like That, Huh?
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(Vox's coat sure isn't shaped like that.)
There's a tail under there, I just know it...
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selineram3421 · 1 year
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Giving Alastor Kisses
Part 4
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Part 3
Alastor X Reader Small Oneshot
Warnings? ⚠
⚠ cuddles, forehead kisses, the "L" word gasp! Lol, soft/flustered deer man ⚠
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In The Moment❤
Alastor was in absolute bliss, with his head resting on your chest as both of you cuddled in the living room.
Your fingers running through his hair, the sound of your heart, and the warmth your embrace provided had him sinking into your hold.
The sound of soft radio static crackled every so often. Volume increasing everytime you placed a kiss to his forehead.
Today was a "lazy day", something he started to enjoy since you introduced him to it.
"I love you.", you whispered and kissed the top of his head.
His deer tail wags.
"Je t'aime assui.", he mumbled, hiding his blushing face into the crook of your neck and holding you tighter.
As far as anyone was concerned, the Radio Demon was checked out for today.
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Cuddles are superior. Also, I just like cuddles.
~Seline, the person.
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@c4rved-pumpk1n @stolas-thebirb @ducky-died-inside
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French Translation:
Je t'aime assui. = I love you too.
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imineffible · 24 days
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I'm gonna be really upset if Alastor doesn't really have a tail. It would keep me up at night. I'd go into denial. I'd keep drawing him with a tail anyway
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glitchedphantom · 2 months
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So, um.... Who else plans to buy these?
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radiostatik · 2 months
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You are my priest, you are my truth
You are my religion, my religion is you
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