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ambrosiagoldfish · 2 months

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HI! Can I request Vox, husk or anyone else with a s/o who has an addiction problem?

Yes I know my Grammar and punctuation is out of line 🙏🏽

Hazbin Hotel x Addict!Reader

(Vox, Husk, and Angel Dust)

Viewer Discretion is Advised!

Warning: Drug/Alcohol Abuse, Gn!Reader, Reader being defensive, happy-ish endings.

Request Box: Open

Word count: 1170

A/n: Hi! Thank you for the request! This is my first time writing both Vox and Husk so I had to do some research (and by research, I mean reading 2+ hours of how other write them) to get an idea of their main characterization.

I really enjoyed writing this as I personally have my own experiences with addicts and how it’s affected me as a person. So this was also a little bit of a vent post if anything. I also added Angel cause I think it fits the theme but also he’s one of my comfort characters and writing for him made me happy.

Hope you enjoy <3

Proofread like once so sorry for any mistakes!

Vox

He’s used to being friends/knowing addicts. I mean one of his closest allies (And TOTES not previous hook-up buddy) Valentino, is also an addict who also employs many as well. So he’s not a stranger to it.

So mostly he’s indifferent to it, almsot desensitized to it. He doesn’t really see a danger to it, I mean we’re in hell and you can’t exactly OD and die

But of course, death isn’t the only thing that can happen when you're an addict. The breakdown of you as a person often happens, as well as you being reckless with money. And this is where Vox starts to have a problem.

If you’re in a relationship with Vox, then clearly you mean a lot to him, he may not be the most expressive about it but he does. So to see the partner that he has opened up to and grown attached to deteriorate slowly in front of him is something he refuses to accept.

So one day he cancels a meeting with his staff and calls you to his office so you two will be alone. When you get there he gives you a cup of coffee and you catch up a bit. How was your day? Have you ate yet? Those kinds of things.

Until finally he decides to just break open the floodgates with one simple statement.

“Darling… I think you should get clean”

You were caught off guard at first

“It’s fine, What’s the problem? we’re in hell”

He then comes out with his honest opinion

“*Sigh* I know it’s hell and you can’t die… but surely you can see how it would make me a bit… worried for you.”

He paused

“I mean even last week you spent all the allowance I gave you on it and you would have starved if I didn’t buy you food, surely you can see why it’s a fucking problem!”

Eventually after talking and depending on how it goes you either agree to go clean or it ends with an argument and he’ll just try again later.

If you agree, he’ll make sure he’s with you ever step of your sobriety. Considering he’s one of the top rising Overlords and owns VoxTech he’s got money so He’ll higher the best people to help you go clean(Do therapist exist in hell?)

“Thank you dear, you have no idea how much this means to me”

Husk

Similar to Vox in a lot of ways but also really different. He himself is an addict with alcohol so he clearly understands the struggles of it.

He has lots of walls up but for someone who “lost the ability to love” he sure does care a lot for you. I don’t think he would try a get you to go clean, at least not right away (or even at the beginning of the relationship) simply cause he thinks he doesn’t have a right to judge. So in all honesty he might just let you be.

That is until he realizes that you do it to forget things and ignore your problems/past. He knew first hand that drowning your sorrows away with your choice of addictive vice did nothing but harm you.

Then when you two are alone at his bar he’ll talk to you about it in a similar way he did with Angel. Perhaps a bit more softer than he did with Angel but even then “softer” is a bit of an overstatement.

“Look, I know you got a lot of shit that you don’t want to think about… but doing this *sigh* it’s not going to work, at least not in the long term.”

“That’s rich coming from you.”

He laughs. I mean, you were right. He was single handedly the worst person to be judging you. But surely you can understand his point of view, right?

Either way though, he leaves it alone again. Occasionally bringing it up when you’re both alone. He expresses the same sentiment about it each time hoping that eventually, hopefully…you’ll come to see from his perspective.

When you do finally see that he’s worried for you and understand why, you agree to go clean. Which, for once in a long while, made his supposedly cold dead heart melt.

“Glad you finally came to your senses… Seriously, I’m glad…”

Angel

He is THE addict of the show, so obviously he knows what you are going through and THEN some. Now,. Here’s the thing, how he handles it depends HEAVILY on when exactly you got with him/when you started having you addiction problem.

If you started dating him when you already were an addict he most definitely wouldn’t question anything about it. Hell, chances are you both might have taken part in it together. And it’s only when he starts making progress in the hotel (post EP4) is when he starts realizing how bad of an influence you both were on each other.

If you started sometime AFTER you both started dating then this boy would honestly feel terrible about it, ESPECIALLY after EP4 when he actually started being sober more often. He’d feel like he was a bad influence on you and that it was his fault you turned to your addiction.

Either way though, he will eventually realize that he doesn’t want you to be/continue to be on the same path he was. He’d talk to Charlie about arranging you to stay in the hotel, either in your own room or you guys could share one (he would honestly prefer the latter) and then after the preparations are made he would finally ask you too

Angel wasn’t expecting it to be easy, he gets what it’s like to suddenly be asked to go clean. And he knows how addicts act when they don’t get there vices, how he acts. So he mentally prepared himself for the worst first before asking you to come over and talk.

“Uh… Y/n can I talk to you about somethin’?”

You nod your head

“I’ve been thinking and… I think you should crash here at the hotel with me… and’ go clean.”

You only laugh “Angie I’m glad this hotel thing is workin’ for ya but that’s not really my style. No- I mean, I’m fine!”

Angel knows he put you on the spot, so he lightens off a bit but continues pressing on. He explains how he feels and how he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you, to end up where he is. The poor boy starts crying honestly with how much he’s worried. He rarely opens up to people so this was a big step for him.

Seeing how much he cared and worried about you really put into perspective how important this was to him. So you agreed after some thinking.

“*sniff* thank you Baby, I’ll be there with you every step of the way… I love ya’ you know.”

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scatteredskittless · 2 months

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Hi! I love your writing! Would you be up for writing a fic where reader has super bad separation anxiety from Al, but he has to go somewhere without them and either Angel Dust or Husk is in charge of taking care of them/keeping them calm while he’s gone? Thanks a bunch!!! ❤️

Separation anxiety! GN! Reader x Alastor/husker?

A/n: Of course !! Honestly this has been super fun and I’m more than grateful for all the people who seem to enjoy my silly little fanfictions/headcanons, many thanks everybody ♥️♥️

Also, if you couldn’t tell from a lot of my writing, I’ve taken quite a liking to Alastor… So I get it, I love him too y’all ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

Warnings: Mentions of separation anxiety, Mentions of alcohol, Alastor being Alastor so light mentions of blood and cannibalism (doesn’t actually happen)

Fluff✔️ Comfort✔️ Angst❌ Smut❌

Hope yall don’t mind a few headcanons first about this :33

📻𖤐 it’s hard to tell how Alastor would realistically react to someone being attached to him in that way..

📻𖤐 Like do I think it would bother him? No, he wouldn’t mind you tagging along wherever he went as long as you didn’t bother him too much or get in the way of things but there are just times where he requires or wants to be alone. Which is where Husker would come in lol

📻𖤐 He probably wouldn’t leave you with Angel, even if Husk wasn’t available for whatever reason he’d just get Charlie to look after you while he was away.

📻𖤐 I feel like he cares/loves in an odd way.. like he wants to tear you apart and lick up all your delicious, sweet blood but in an affectionate way??? If that makes sense?? Remember that pomegranate cannibalism metaphor that went around on TikTok for a bit there? Think that.

📻𖤐 of course, he wouldn’t do that, he wants to keep you around.

Okok I’m done yapping about silly radio man lol, onto the fic

Unfortunately, today was one of those days you couldn’t tag along with where Alastor went, he was attending an overlord meeting and obviously you not being an overlord it meant that you couldn’t go with him despite all of your protests and begging.

Before his departure, he sat you down at the bar with Husker and gave you a little pat on the head, telling you that he’d be back shortly and walking out of the hotel doors.

The grumpy cat demon poured himself a drink as he stared at you, this wasn’t exactly the first time Alastor had left him on “babysitting” duty with you and he didn’t exactly mind it. You were quite sweet for somebody who landed themselves in a place like hell.

“Where’s he off to this time?” Husker asked before taking a sip of the alcoholic beverage he held in his hand, attempting to make some form of conversation with you.

“Oh.. just some kind of silly overlord meeting…” You mumbled out a short reply whilst looking a bit glum. He simply nodded in response, setting his glass down on the bar countertop to mix you up a little something as well.

Husk didn’t understand your attachment to the Radio Demon to be completely frank with you. He and a lot of others viewed Alastor as something to fear, respect, and try to avoid contact with the best they could… so seeing someone who enjoyed his company was a foreign idea to him. But he wouldn’t judge you for it. It wasn’t exactly his business anyways and at least he seemed to treat you decently.

“Don’t stress it kid, he’ll be back soon. He keeps his promises I’ll give him that much.” Husk attempted to reassure you, giving a slight smile as he slid a drink down to you.

You smiled back weakly and nodded, taking a deep breath as you grabbed the drink he had slid over to you. You took a sip and it tasted like a screwdriver, not too bad of a drink and it would probably take your mind off of things a little bit if you had a few of them. Which was probably the goal Husker was trying to reach.. he couldn’t imagine separation anxiety to be very fun.

Later into the night once you got a few drinks in you, you started to forget all about why you were upset and/or stressed out in the first place. Chatting with Husk about random stuff and occasionally mentioning and talking about a person or two.

Husk wished there were more nights like this, more time spent with you… and who knows? Maybe you’ll be visiting the bar more often for him after tonight if he was lucky. He was pretty good at playing his cards right, after all.

(Sorry this was kinda short !! I wasn’t sure what else to write. Lmk if you guys maybe want a part two with Alastor coming back from his little meeting, I might do that :3)

Please do not repost, translate, or plagarize any of my fanfictions/writing/headcanons without permission ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

ᯓ★ Scatteredskittles

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velvetydream · 2 months

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꒰ :🥀 [ Let me show you ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

❝ Request! ᵕ̈

Summary : Charlie decided it was the best idea to reopen the hotel with a big party. Everyone was dressed in their best attire, only problem you couldn't dance.. but a certain demon took notice and decided to help you out.

Pairing : Alastor x Male! Reader

Word count : 1191 Words

Genre : Fluff

Warnings ➵ Spoilers for EP 8!!

a/n : Since I already wrote smth about Alastor and dancing, I tried to go for a little bit of a differen trope-

Also so sorry that this one os rather short, I'll try to make the next fics longer again!

Request by : 🍄 Anon

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After the hotel was destroyed by Adam, everyone worked together to rebuild it again. It took a while, but with the help of everyone and especially Lucifer, the hotel was standing again and even better than before! It was huge now, everyone got to put their own character into a part of the hotel and it was so personal now.

Just as the hotel was finished Alastor joined everyone again, no one dared to ask where he had been or what had happened to him.

So forward to this evening, Charlie decided a party to celebrate the rebuilding of the hotel. Looking in the mirror you let out a sigh, trying to get out any wrinkles from your shirt. Since Charlie asked everyone to dress properly, you decided to get out your best dress shirt, some nice slacks, some dispensers, and a pretty red tie. Being rather nervous about this party, you simply hoped that you could sit down at the bar and just watch everyone else enjoy themselves on the dance floor, were you not the most talented at dancing.

Knocks echo through your room, rushing over to open it and meeting Angel who was looking down at you with a smirk. "Looking good buddy! Let's get going! Everyone is already down there and I wanna get there before the alcohol is empty!" Grabbing your arm now, Angel starts to drag you to the stairs and down to the foyer. Just like before the bar was there, but now it was much bigger and a lot fancier, more expensive looking, did Lucifer complain too much about how the old one looked like. Though now the foyer was much bigger, with red velvet couches with dark wooden tables. Pictures hanging everywhere, one of Sir Pentious standing near the entrance with flowers. A big golden and crystal chandelier was hanging down from the ceiling. Arriving at the floor, you notice how Husk was behind the bar right now, serving Cherri a drink, she joined the hotel after the battle. Lucifer was dancing with Charlie right now which made you smile, it was so beautiful to see them finally bond. Vaggie was probably thinking the same, from the fond look on her face as she watched the two. Eyes now catching onto a certain red-haired demon, who was dancing with Niffty, it looked a bit funny since she is so short, but it was adorable to watch them.

Following Angel to the bar now, before taking a seat. Husk already starting to prepare drinks for the both of you. Angel immediately flirts with Husk, trying to get him to dance too, and in the end, Angel actually gets him to join in, leaving you alone at the bar sipping on your cocktail.

"Sitting alone, are we? Not enjoying yourself dear?" Looking up as you hear the radio voice, sending the owner a small smile. "I'm not really into dancing, so I'd rather just watch everyone." This made Alastor raise an eyebrow, not into dancing? Maybe someone just needed to show you how to enjoy it. "Well my dear, why don't you give me one dance and we'll see if you change your mind, what do you say handsome?" Holding out his clawed hand now, Alastor was slightly bowing to you. Eye growing wide, was he seriously asking you to dance after you said how you don't enjoy it? Of course, it looked fun, but you seriously weren't good at it at all! With a bit of hesitation, you place your hand in his hand, seeing as he won't back down, one dance should be fine..

Alastor helped you to your feet as he pulled you to the dance floor, coming to a halt a bit further to the side, probably to make you feel a little more comfortable. "Just follow my lead yeah? You will do amazing dear! I know it!" Guiding your hand to his shoulder now, he places his own on your waist as his other pulls you closer into him, before starting to guide you to the music. At first, it was slow and rather clumsy, even stepping on his feet a few times, immediately shying away and apologizing, just for him to pull you in again.

"Still not fun?" Smirking down at you now, your cheeks started to blush, you had to admit it indeed was rather fun, if you forgot feeling embarrassed every now and then from stepping on his feet. "It is.. I'm just worried I look funny when dancing, I'm so clumsy.." Lowering your head a bit, watching your feet now making sure to not step on his feet. A finger raising your chin again, making your eyes widen. "Eyes up here dearest, when dancing one shall not look down!" Alastor continued to guide you to the music and slowly but surely you were getting the hang of it, having Alastor quicken his pace a bit and even guide you to a few more complicated steps.

After a while, Alastor deemed it time to give you a little break, pulling you along away from the others and up the stairs. A bit confused you silently follow him, as he pulls you out on the balcony on the first floor. Breathing in the air, it was feeling rather cooling right now after all the dancing, despite being in hell. "Well? I would say that was rather fun!" Taking a seat at one of the tables now, Alastor had his shadow fetch you two some drinks from the bar, setting them down on the table. Joining him now as you agree. "It was indeed, but you were also really good at it!" Taking a sip from the glass now, you lean back a bit as you watch Alastor, your work making him chuckle lightly. "Oh thank you, my dear! I must say, I prefer some good Jazz and swing, but I can teach you that another time! It may be a bit too advanced for starters!" Watching him as you nod, he said another time? Does that mean he wants to dance with you again?

You continued to enjoy the silence a little while more, simply enjoying the presence of the other. Before Niffty at some point barged out onto the balcony, tugging on Alastor's coat and begging him to come and dance with her again because none of the others would. Chuckling, Alastor told her he would be down in a second, making her run off happily. "Well I have to get back my dearest, but I'm looking forward to our next dance." Taking your hand softly, he bows down slightly to press a soft kiss to your knuckles, before disappearing from the balcony and joining the others yet again downstairs.

Meanwhile, your face was blazing red, Alastor just kissed your hand and confirmed your internal questions of whether he wants to dance with you again, and even so far as saying he is looking forward to it.

Deciding to stay a bit longer to finish your drink and cool down, before joining the rest inside again, this was going to be a long night for sure.

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ticklishchaos · 2 months

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Maybe You Just Need More Convincing

Adam gets his everloving shit wrecked from some of the Hotel Staff in order to convince him sinners really can be redeemed. Charlie also recruits Lucifer to give them a hand, in more ways than one.

Warnings for foul language, some violence, suggestive humor (nothing extreme, just some totally in chatacter comments), my shitty grammar/punctuation, and lots of fluff/tickles. I hope you enjoy!! :3

It was no secret that Adam was heaven (and hell's) resident douchebag. He was stuck up, conceited, and completely self-centered. He had no real intentions of giving Hazbin Hotel a shot. He hadn't even shown up in person to the meeting in which was arranged originally between himself and Lucifer. And after Lucifer's daughter had stood in Lucifer's place at that meeting, well, Adam just couldn't take anything the princess of hell had to say seriously.

Charlie Morningstar was less than pleased to discover that the angels were going to be on a new six month extermination schedule. How was that even fair? It was so frustrating that Adam had flat out refused to listen to reason or even take Charlie's pitch of redemption even halfway seriously. He spent most of their allotted meeting time making sexist comments, talking about himself, interrupting anything Charlie had to say, and eating his pile of ribs in the most obnoxious and rude way possible.

Charlie had to think of a way to truly convince the head angel to call off the extermination and redeem those who were taking their path to redemption through the hotel seriously. But no song, no dramatic speech, no amount of begging or pleading could convince the dickhead that her Hotel would ever actually work.

"How could we actually convince heavens top angel to take our Hotel seriously?" Charlie had asked the staff and two meager residents in a meeting that was originally to be comprised of forgiveness role-playing and trust exercises. The change of routine was much welcomed by all, though they'd never explicitly tell Charlie that.

"We could just kill him?" Alastor suggested, his grin broadening and eyes darkening at the thought.

"That wouldn't be a good way to exemplify our goals or show redemption," Charlie paused. "We just need to figure out a weakness, you know, find something that we could use against him! Does anyone have any... less violent ideas?" She shoots Alastor a sympathetic smile.

"Vicious blackmail?" Angel suggests casually. He has the day off, and while he'd rather be scoring drugs or drinking at the bar with Husk's sole company, this discussion is far better than trust exercises.

"That's a less violent alternative," Charlie comments, "But still shady..."

"Listen toots, we aren't gonna convince Adam or anyone else to take us seriously if we don't play at least a little bit dirty," Angel tucks his upper set of arms behind his neck in a bored gesture.

"Angel has a point, Charlie. They wouldn't listen to reason, and the angels are notorious for not playing fair. I know you're trying to find a way that isn't violent or unconventional, but we might not have much of a choice. Especially if we want to defend our people," Vaggie steps closer to Charlie to embrace her briefly.

"Blackmail... nonviolent... unconventional... playing dirty..." Charlie thinks briefly about the options that fall under all these categories, and suddenly her face breaks out into a wide and evil grin. "I know exactly what we have to do! And I know just the person to call to ensure this plan will work. But I'm 99.9% positive, and it'll be foolproof!"

••••

"You want to what?" Lucifer's voice raises an octave. Unsure of what exactly this favor was his nearly estranged daughter had asked of him, he couldn't tell her no. But he hadn't known this was the specific favor in question until he arrived to the hotel. And Charlie had intentionally left out a few key details.

Had Lucifer known his precious daughter and hotel patronage had planned to exploit his ticklishness, he would've very well declined and spent the afternoon with his vast collection of rubber ducks.

"But that's only part of the favor. We also need you to arrange a meeting with Adam face to face. But first we need to know if this plan will work," Charlie's voice at the end was near pleading. Lucifer almost felt sorry for her, but what did this have to do with tickling him?

"I can arrange him to meet you all in person," Lucifer spoke slowly' "but what the hell does this have to do with tickling me?" His voice rose to a strangled octave, indicating that he was indeed ticklish.

"Mr. Morningstar, erm, your majesty, Charlie pointed out that you and Adam have similar angelic traits... so we figured that if you were... also inflicted the same weakness... We might actually have a shot at bringing that Adam prick down a few pegs," Vaggie nervously stepped forward to shake her girlfriends father's hand.

"I'd like to peg him," Angel murmered, earning a few looks of utter horror he quickly added "Adam, I meant Adam! Besides haven't you heard of hate fucking?" Angel grumbled defensively.

Lucifer turned back to Charlie.

"So you're asking me... if you can find various sensitive spots on my body... to use on Adam... in hopes of getting him to call of the next extermination?"

Charlie nodded enthusiastically and damnnit, Lucifer just couldn't say no to her.

"Okay, okay, okay... But a few things first... I'm only letting you do this as part of that favor. If anyone here ever tries to tickle me outside this one stand alone instance, consider yourselves to be absolutely wrecked. As ticklish as I am, I will ensure to pay you back in kind tenfold if any of you pull a stunt like this outside this small window of time. I'm only doing this because it would be nice to knock that dickhead down a few pegs."

His threat clung to the air a few moments. The king of hell was known to be ruthless, and he was a force to be reckoned with.

"Thanks dad!" Charlie reached over to hug him. Something the two hadn't done in such a long time but their embrace felt familiar. Normal even.

"A couple of other points..." Lucifer told the group, "an angels wings are the most sensitive, pretty much everywhere. Between the feathers, shoulder blades, wing pits, I mean, it's lethal... Lilith used to..."

Lucifer couldn't help but turn a blushy pink color at the mention of his former wife. He hadn't been properly tickled since... well, it had been quite some time. Lilith wasn't a stranger to tickling Lucifer to tears, but she was the only one to ever indulge in his weakness. He was never tickled by anyone other than Lilith. And cetainly not by this many people. Charlie had grown up with witnessing Lillith tickle him to pieces. Faint memories of her father squealing, shrieking, and downright begging Lilith not to tickle him while laughing helplessly. But Lilith had always been able to easily overpower her much smaller husband. But Charlie also knew how Lucifer could hold his own. She knew what a fierce tickle monster he could be in her own experiences and knew by watching her parents in her much younger days that Lucifer almost always sought revenge.

Lucifer kept reminding himself that this was necessary. He knew this was to help his people of hell, his daughter even, but being demon royalty and exposing his most innate physical weakness and allowing others to take advantage of it was downright terrifying. It had been bad then, but now? Lucifer let out an involuntary shudder.

"For Adam, specifically, I'm led to believe that he would have another weak point aside from his wings. But if his wings are anything like mine, then you shouldn't have much trouble!"

Lucifer tried his hardest to ignore the shit eating grins forming on the faces of both Angel Dust and Alastor. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. But he remembered his favor to Charlie, and all the memories of his past tickling experiences and thought that maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

"Please, do tell us of any other weak spots you think the angel will have, your royal higness!" Alastor chimes in, eager to have something to use against both Adam and Lucifer.

"God removed one of Adam's ribs to create his new wife. And being touched by that amount of power would absolutely cause that spot to be more sensitive... It's basically a given."

"So torture the guys wings and ribs, got it," Angel smirked.

"Torture Adam's wings and ribs," Lucifer clarified "you motherfuckers better go easy with me." Lucifer couldn't help but back away nervously from the group. Unfortunately for him, there was only so far he could back up before his back collided with the wall of the Hotel lobby adjacent to where Husk was sleeping at the bar. At least Nifffty and Husk weren't involved in this scheme.

"Anything else we need to know before we tickle you to death?" Charlie asked almost sympathetically as Vaggie, Angel, and Alastor closed in on the king of hell.

"Sixty seconds. Do NOT exceed sixty seconds." Four against one was definitely not a fair match.

Lucifer wasn't given time to think while the group circled around him. Shit. Fuck. Shit.

"Sixty seconds," Charlie clarified, "starting in 3..."

Why the fuck did he agree to this again?

"2..."

This really had better work on Adam. Otherwise Lucifer knew he'd be totally fucked around Alastor, Angel and Vaggie, who all seemed to take pure delight in discovering the king of hell was ridiculously ticklish. Why did Charlie have to tell them?

"1..."

Shit. And he was lost in helpless, screech filled laughter. Lucifer had curled into a ball as ten arms and countless tickling fingers dug into almost all his ticklish spots.

"WHAHAHAHAHHAHT THE FUHUHUHCK AHHAH STAHAP!" Lucifer pleaded, knowing it hadn't even been 10 seconds yet.

Alastor had taken the liberty in casting a temporary paralysis spell on Lucifer so he couldn't even protect his worst spots. He had taken this opportunity to also tickle the smaller demon's shoulder blades which shook helplessly as his six magnificent wings unfurled.

Angel and Vaggie started to explore his wings and Lucifer had severely underestimated just how much it would tickle.

"OohoHAHAhaA, IHIHIHT tiHIHihihCkles HAhahHa soHo mUhUHUHUCH AHAhaHa!" Lucifer squealed as Angel and Vaggie had tickled the soft skin beneath his feathers, Angel's extra set of hands had made quick work of his wing pits which caused his laughter to shoot up an octave.

"That's kind of the point, short king," Alastor teased as he had switched to taser his sides while Charlie had been scribbling at his ribs, grinning madly as her plan had seemed now that it could be executed without fail.

Lucifer was in absolute tickle hell. Literally. The sensation of Vaggie and Angel mercilessly tickling his wings, scritching the skin beneath his feathers, digging into the sensitive wing pits and occasionally poking and scratching at his shoulder blades combined with Alastor squeezing his sides and Charlie torturing his ribs had nearly caused Lucifer to break. He couldn't move to protect his tickle spots. And all he could do was laugh and shriek and hope the ticklish assault would end whenever the alloted minute was up.

"I didn't think you'd still be this ticklish!" Charlie cooed.

"OkAYHAHAHhahAH! SEhehee? IHAH- I TOHOAHAHHOLD YOUHOO AHAHhahah it WOHOULD WORK!" Lucifer cackled.

He never had four people tickle him at once before. It was the most ticklish he'd ever felt in his entire life. It wasn't fair to have all his tickle spots exploited at once!

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of cackling, the minute had passed and as promised, Charlie called off the experimental tickle attack. Alastor reversed the spell and Lucifer had crumpled to a giggling panting mess on the floor, overstimulated from all the tickles and trying to rub away the residual ghost tickles.

"So was that 60 seconds of getting your everloving shit rocked, short king?" Angel grins down at Lucifer.

"Seriously, fuck you guys," Lucifer giggles.

"Think this will actually work on Adam?" Vaggie turns to Charlie beaming as she helps her one day father-in-law off the floor.

"It has to!" Charlie says with pure confidence.

"Thanks, dad, for helping us prove our theory to be true. Adam won't stand a chance against us." Charlie hugs the still giggling Lucifer around the middle.

"I don't mind seeing that loser taken down, I'm... glad I could help, but seriously, that was awful," Lucifer says, hugging Charlie back.

"I'll arrange for Adam to arrive here tomorrow and then you can convince him to listen."

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Adam was irritated. Sure, the king of hell was able to order him to meet in person to discuss business matters, but that didn't mean he wanted to. If it were up to him, he would meet through holographic magic, but Lucifer had strictly forbidden it for this meeting only.

So here he was, at the hotel's doorstep, expecting to meet with Lucifer and returning to report back to heaven as soon as this mandated meeting was concluded.

What Adam wasn't expecting, however, was to be met with Alastor, opening the door positively beaming at him.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Why, you must be Adam, we've all been dying to meet you! Well, if it weren't for the fact that we are already dead!" Alastor chuckles at his own joke. "Do come in!"

"Who in the fuck are you?" Adam glares at Alastor, wary of the taller demon.

"Why, I'm Alastor, the infamous radio demon of hell and manager of this fine establishment! Allow me to show you around hell's only rehabilitation center for lost souls!" Alastor grabs Adam's wrist and drags him through the hotel lobby toward the bar.

"Allow Husker to pour you a drink, on the house!" Alastor grins at Adam's sheer befuddlement. He was out of his element here in unfamiliar territory. Husk pours an unmarked liquid into a glass and slides it toward Adam.

"...uh, thanks... but when am I supposed to meet with Lucifer?" Adam looks at the drink as if it were poisonous.

"Don't be a silly! We would never think to poison the one and only angel who had the power to permanently end the exterminations of hell's residents!" Alastor laughs as if he could read Adam's mind.

"And Lucifer will be here soon, but we have other eager candidates to speak with you before hand!" Alastor continues smirking as Adam slowly begins to drink from the glass.

That's when Adam turns and notices Vaggie, Charlie, and Angel behind him, a bit too close for comfort. And suddenly, Adam finds himself unable to move, thanks to Alastor's demonic power and curse of immobility.

"What the actual FUCK, Charlie?" Adam tries to writhe away but is unable to do so.

"Adam, thank you for joining us today! We thought it might take a team approach to convince you that our redemption center deserves a chance to save sinners from extermination," Charlie smiles.

"I already fuckin told you that hell is eternal damnation, I'm not changing my mind and I think that your hotel is a worthless waste of time!" Adam spits angrily.

"Maybe you just need more convincing..." Angel smiles, excited to be able to have one over on this pompous angel prick.

"I said Noho!" Adam let's out a startled Huff as Charlie prods his side near the bottom of his ribs.

"I don't think you're in a position to refuse our quite reasonable requests." Alastor chuckles.

"What are you all playing at?" Adam sneers, albeit nervously.

Torture? Adam now realized three things.

"Well, we can't harm you, obviously, but we found a rather unconventional method of torture to utilize to convince you to take us seriously," Charlie explains.

One: he was outnumbered.

Two: he was completely immobile and couldn't move from whatever power was keeping him trapped.

Three: The poke Charlie had administered to his side had been... well... ticklish... Adam had started to realize that they intended to tickle him. They couldn't. They wouldn't, actually, could they?

"No, no, Charlie. I demand you to release me!"

"Maybe this will help convince you not be such a pompous asshole," Charlie smirked down at Adam evilly.

And suddenly, Adam felt her dig all ten fingers into one of his most ticklish spots, his ribs. And he felt Angel and Alastor tickle into his sensitive shoulder blades, causing his wings to expand.

"Nohohoho, what thehahahhah FUHAHAHAHAHUCK?" Adam squeals.

Vaggie had hopped in to help Charlie tickle his stomach and hips and Adam was in absolute ticklish hell.

"Fuhahahahuck YOHOU GUYS, AHAHAHAHAHA!" Adam can't even squirm away from their torturous fingers. His laughter shoots up an octave as Alastor and Angel tickle into his wings.

No tickle spot was spared on the guy and he couldn't even move or writhe away from the ticklish touches. It wasn't fair!

"Think you'll give the hotel another shot?" Charlie asked, digging sharply into Adam's lower rib cage. Adam's laughter doubled.

"NohohahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Oh shit, Adam! It feels Ike one of your ribs are missing!! Maybe we should count them to see how many are there!" Charlie teases, enjoying how much power they have over Adam.

"FUHUHUCK OHOHOHOHOOFF!" Adam screeches as Charlie proceeds to count and recounts his ribs.

"We've got all day, tough guy!" Angel digs roughly into Adam's wing pits as Alastor digs his claws beneath the feathers to torture the delicate skin beneath. How long had it been? Fifteen minutes? Twenty? Adam quickly realizes that he is utterly fucked.

Adam's laughter goes silent. It's not fair to have them all tickle him to pieces. He couldn't even fight back or try to get away. All he could do was lie there and take it. His eyes begin to water as they continue their ticklish onslaught. And Adam just can't handle much more.

"Think we can renegotiate now?" Charlie asks and Adam quickly nods despite his silent hysteria.

"Okay, I think he's had enough," Charlie slows her hands and pulls them away, and the rest of the group follows suit.

Adam lays there panting giggling, still feeling the ticklish assault through his nervous system.

"I hope you won't forget this, as we are easily able to convince you to do exactly as we want," Alastor chuckles darkly, removing the immobility curse.

"Seriously, fuck you guys," Adam flips them off as he uses his magic to dissappear. His tough guy facade had been broken.

Adam would call off the next extermination, out of fear of what would happen to him if he continued to refuse. Now, his greatest enemies knew of his ticklish weakness. He would never be able to live it down. And maybe a part of him didn't want to.

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implusivesugarapple · 3 months

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♡Lucifer Morningstar x Fallen Angel ♡

(i've literally never written fanfic before so i'm so it's really bad)

♡ Hearing of Lucifer's message inspired you to follow his ideas

♡ Of course you kept this hidden though (Heaven could cast you away)

♡Lucifer was very outspoken and you could listen him to hours go on about his dreams

♡ At first you just admired what dreams Lucifer had but then if became more of liking towards the fallen angel

♡ Seeing things of rebellion in Heaven was so captivating who wouldn't fall for him

♡ You also began to add your own little very very tiny here and there on Earth

♡ It was also no surprise that you were thrown out of Heaven after following his ideas

♡ Ending up in hell was more terrifying than you thought especially compared to heaven

♡ You didn't know what to do or where to go and it was so different from Lucifer's vision

♡ Eventually you ended up in the hotel grew fond of everyone else yayyy

♡ More so Angel you both are hopeless romantics it's sad

♡ You didn't really ask why Charlie wanted to redeem souls in Hell (you were easily inspired clearly)

♡ You focused more on the hotel now i mean what else could you do besides think and fantasize about him...sometimes

♡ One time at the bar Husk was telling you how much alike Lucifer and Charlie were after "decorating" his station

♡ Charlie...the wide eyed lamb with the voice of a disney princess??? why didn't you see it sooner...

♡ You almost spit out your drink and started choking

♡ "you didn't know?..." Charlie knew what people's impression of her dad was

♡ "Oh no sorry...It's just I knew your dad before when we were both um"

♡ After that you would sometimes ask Charlie about her dad but she wouldn't remember much besides the hopes he "used" to have and how it inspired her to open the hotel

♡ Vaggie would actually be the one to tell you how strained their relationship is

♡ Hearing The Lucifer was coming to the hotel left you speakless none the less

♡ Charlie obviously said she would set you guys up (she saw that look in your eyes)

♡ He was so awkward meeting everyone but you loved that about him

♡ Charlie was something you both talked about at first

♡he was so excited to share her baby photos with you

♡ Eventually he asked you on a date well Charlie suggested it

♡ It's been a while since he actually put himself out there but he knew he wanted everything to be perfect

♡ You assured him to just keep things simple and the way he wanted

♡ You should've known he immediately turned everything into a rubber ducky themed restaurant

♡ You guys actually spent the whole night talking of new ideas for rubber duckies while eating

♡ He walked you home even though you both knew he could've teleported home

♡ He really just wanted to talk to you more hehe

♡ Let's be fr after your date he immediately called Charlie and Vaggie to tell them how it went

♡ You RAN to angels room but no surprise he wasn't there (probably with Husk 🫡)

♡ You were going to knock on Vaggie and Charlie's room but you quickly heard them on the phone with Lucifer

♡ You could hear the excitement in his voice but you couldn't quite hear the words

♡ Suddenly you heard "Oh Dad I would LOVE to hear the rest of this but Vaggie and I have to go to bed"

♡ These poor girls it's 3 am and they love him but god were they tired

♡ "Oh well my little duckie I could come by tomorrow and maybe make pancakes or waffles or-"

♡ "Sounds good dad *yawn* see you then"

♡ Damn you should probably go to sleep now (literally we know what time it is (≧ω≦)/ )

♡ btw this is it bc i probably should go to sleep.

♡pls let me know what you think idk what i'm doing

#hazbin hotel #lucifer #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel reader insert #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel headcanon

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onecupofspiders-please · 3 months

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How I would re write Hazbin’s pacing issues (while still staying in the 8 episode time frame)

Fair warning, I did not proof read this and I’m dyslexic. So there’s probably a lot of spelling mistakes.

Ep 1: “ commercial day”

A sort of soft start, but it’s about all the current residents trying to make the commercial but it keeps going wrong because everyone sucks (/affectionate). A good way to establish and introduced the characters and their gags. A getting to know them episode. Charlie desperately trying to hold everything together and freaks out. She goes and locks herself in their room trying to figure out how to fix the situation. Vaggie sees this and makes the same deal with Alastor still. They make the commercial while Charlie is driving herself mad, and Vaggie comes to get her. Explains what they did and leads her downstairs to show her. The end gag still happens, but instead of the news cutting off the TV maybe Al accidentally short circuited the hotel lmao.

[i feel like we didn’t get a lot of time to establish the character and their relationships, so that’s what this episode is for. Specifically establishing Charlie’s fixation to make things right and Vaggie’s willingness to make things good for Charlie.]

Ep 2: “Happy day in Hell.”

A/B plot. Charlie gets a call from her dad to go to the meeting for him. (I specifically want a scene where she’s panicking about him calling, and sounding way to excited to do anything he asks before he even asks. Like “I need you to-“ “YES!…what am I doing?”). The B plot if focused on Vaggie being in charge for the day, and how horribly things go because of it. None of her ideas work, and she’s stressing about it. She’s tired and hopes to talk about it with Charlie when she comes back, only for Charlie to be pretty much in tears. So she swallows it down and comforts Charlie instead. They’re laying in bed together, and you THINK that’s where the ep will end, but it cuts to Lute and Adam talking about why they moved the extermination up. There’s a transition of wings moving to Carmela pulling the covers over her girls, and looking out a large window looking very worried.

[ok so I felt like Vaggie’s thing about not knowing who she is without Charlie wasn’t really earned plot wise, so I started planting the seeds here. Same with Charlie’s daddy issues, since I didn’t really get that vibe at all until they said it. I wanted to make her seem very eager to please her dad. Hints her agreeing to the meeting before he can even finish asking.]

Ep 3: “the masquerade.”

A/B plot. Starts off the same, pretty much. Up until the part where angel comes back out and demands she leaves. What changes is Charlie being much more reluctant to leave, leading to more yelling from Angel before he just lets out a very broken “please, Chars.” That (mixed with the nickname) is what gets her to go, glaring at Val as she leaves and then a shot of her feeling awful once she gets out the door. When angel gets back home, she tries to apologize. Obviously he’s not really in the mood, but she KEEPS pushing. Eventually leading angel to blow up at her, telling her to but out of his life. She takes a step back (literally and metaphorically) and apologizes. When he turns back to the bar, husk points out she’s only trying to help. Angel puts on the act again, saying he doesn’t NEED help and that his life is great. Husk calls him fake, they argue, and the rest of the episode plays out like before.

[Once again setting up more proof Charlie is more invested in people’s own problems then her own. Her being more pushy until Angel lashes out (and not just because his boss is there) makes it seem more legit to me. Also Angel using a nickname for Charlie to hint at him starting to see her as a sort of friend.]

Ep 4: “Video killed the radio Star.”

Another A/B. Ok so this one is going to introduce the Vee’s all together. Largely the same about that part, and Vox and Al still get their little duet. The B plot revolves around angel and his relationship with Val. Not episode 4 heavy but definitely serious. It also still focuses on Sir Pentious moving in, and how well he seems to be adjusting. Charlie is also putting a LOT of effort into him specifically because she feels scared of overstepping with angel again. This, combined with this shit we see Angel go through, has him feeling shitty. There’s a moment where he’s going downstairs to get a drink, but looks at it for a second before sighing and slamming the bottle down and walking off, leaving it untouched. When he’s walking back, THATS when he sees Pentious setting up the cameras, and the end pretty much plays out the same

[ok so we find out in like ep 6 that angel’s actually been trying to recover? I didn’t think they rlly showed that so I tried to add a little scene to show it, like him actively turning down the alcohol even though he’s in a shitty mood]

Ep 5: “the meeting.”

A/B kind of like so 3, ngl. The overlord meeting is largely the same. But also more alastor and Charlie talking before he heads off. Maybe the ep starts with him protecting the hotel like it’s some off handed thing, and Vaggie watching this a feeling…not great. SHE’S supposed to be the hotel’s protector. So she tries to send him off with the eggs, only to find out he had shit to do that day anyways. The B plot instead is focused on Vaggie feeling like she has to earn her place next to Charlie. Trying to take charge without Charlie asking and failing again. Charlie, trying to be a supportive girlfriend, tries to…well, support her! Unfortunately she’s having some issues with that, since Charlie dosent really like not being the one trying to fix everyone’s problems. This leads to Vaggie feeling even more frustrated because Charlie keeps trying to step in, which leads to their fight. Vaggie admiring she doesn’t know who she is besides Charlie’s bodyguard. And THATS why she’s been having so much trouble. The song plays, and they end up talking it out. Charlie immediately goes to comfort Vaggie, brushing off her own feelings as she does. Vaggie dosent noticed due to being so emotionally distressed and needing comfort herself. The egg part still happen where he tells Alastor what he heard. The Ep ends with Vaggie asleep on Charlie’s chest while Charlie is looks to be thinking. She sighs, pulls out her phone, and we see her hovering over her dad’s number, but she ends up putting her phone away and not clicking it.

[once more setting up Charlie’s and Vaggie’s respective issues but with the actual fallout. Also setting up Charlie calling her dad in the next episode. AND subtlety trying to set up the idea the Alastor seems to kind of slowly be changing?? Maybe???? Hard to tell). Anyways my point is Charlie and Al bonding to set up what happens in the next so and Vaggie’s reaction to their bonding]

Ep 6: “Dad beat Dad.”

Literally the same ngl. I rlly like this episode and thought it did pretty well, but could have been better with better set up (aka what I’ve been trying to do with the other episodes). (Also there’s a a background scene of husk offering angel a drink, and Angel waved him off and gets like a juice or water instead. Just another lil background example of angel’s journey in trying to do those things less.)

[Not much to add here really.]

Ep 7: “Welcome to heaven.”

A/B plot. An actual episode of Vaggie and Charlie getting to explore heaven. And by that I mean Charlie goes to explore heaven with Em and us actually getting to know her as a character. Maybe seeing how well they mesh, and Em explaining life in heaven to Charlie. Maybe as we get to know her we find out she really admires Sarah, and sometimes feels like she can’t live up to her. Partly because she sort of feels like Sarah treats her like a kid, and partly because of heavens impossible standards. But then she brushes it off easily, because she’s on HEAVEN, she had “no reason to complain!” The B plot would be about Lute and Adam finding Vaggie, and doing the blackmail thing. They leave her on her own to spiral after that, and we get the flashback of what happened as she thinks things over. All of this to be interrupted by knocking, vagging pulling out her weapon and pointing it at…charlie. She drops it and apologies a lot, and makes some excuses about just being on edge from being in a new place. Charlie sympathizes and tries to support her, and once again the episode ends with them holding each other

[Because welcome to heaven felt SO rushed, and because we actually need to know Em to care about her.]

Episode 8: “the trial”

Basically the same whole trial. Only instead Adam waits a lot longer to ask Vaggie what she thinks (like after they watched angel do all the things on the list) and instead running off to use the bathroom, she stands up for Charlie. Adam reveals that “that’s so funny, considering you didn’t seem to think so when you were out slaughtering them.” Which leads to both the reveal of Vaggie being an angel, and about the extermination. Charlie is hurt as hell, but does her duet with Em because it’s important to call them out. Slipping her hand out of Vaggies and standing tall as she does. The trial gets closed, they get sent back.

[Because Vaggie deserves more than running away saying “I need to pee.” ALSO because it’s been established she would go to great lengths for Charlie and I don’t think she would have just left her like that. Also because I feel like this makes a much better season final.]

End of season one.

#hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lilith #charlie hazbin hotel #vaggie hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #nifty hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #huskerdust #chaggie #lots of chaggie #I love them

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technicallymaximumkitty · 3 months

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Angel's tears

ok, bad fanfic i just slapped together, brain rot is eating me alive

(spoilers for Hazbin Hotel and Vulgar Language)

Charlie smiles to herself, straightening her bowtie. Looking into the mirror she smiled to herself, she had gone so far. It was several weeks after that fateful day and everything felt like it was falling into place, at least to her. They rebuilt the hotel, her dad was now a constant part of her life, and they had several new patrons! The wild Cherri bomb, the rebellious Crymini, and the inventor Baxter, all believing in her cause! Taking one more deep breath she straightened herself with a sparkle in her eye. Today was a new day!

She made her way down to the lobby where the air felt off. Everyone was peering over Vaggie’s shoulders, Vaggie herself holding something.

“What’s going on?” Charlie asked, her curiosity piped. Angel dust looked up, “looks like princess got a message from heaven.”

Charlie froze, a message from heaven? What do they want? Heaven hasn't reached out since the last extermination. Dread built up in her stomach as she made her way to the group.

Husk grumbled to himself before taking a swig of unlabeled liquor, “what would those fuckers want?”

Vaggie handed Charlie the message. It was written on golden like paper with sky blue scrawl, and also smelled like Sweet Alyssum. At any other moment she would have been delighted to get such a sweet scented letter. Charlie unrolled the scroll to read the message:

Dear Charlotte Morningstar;

You are requested to meet with the Seraphim in heaven at 11:30 Am, Thursday. It would be of most delight if you agreed to our meeting.

Best Wishes

Charlie swallowed, the Seraphims? They Seraphims wanted to meet with her? Today? This could only spell disaster especially after their last disastrous meeting.

“Charlie?” Vaggie reached out gently, grabbing Charlie’s hand. Charlie took a deep breath, trying to straighten out her emotions.

“The Seraphims request my presence today.” The room fell quiet.

“You mean those people who you met with when we went to the bar?” Niffty piped up.

“Those assholes that spilled that Vaggie was an angel?” Angel dust tilted his head.

Vaggie’s eyes widened as she grabbed Charlie. “You're not seriously thinking of going?”

Charlie sighed, steeling her nerves, “what other choice do I have? Say no?”

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Did they ask about me?” Niffty raised her hands, bouncing around in excitement.

“You don’t think this is about Adam do you?” Vaggie tightened her grip on Charlie.

“No, this is gonna be a nice and friendly meeting between chums!” Angel snarked with an eye roll.

“You're not helping.” Vaggie spat.

“I don’t see any other reason they would ask for Charlotte.” a voice piped from the walls.

“Fuck!” groaned Charlie. Of course they had questions about the extermination, of course they would!

“So what are you gonna do?” husk raised an eyebrow.

“I have to go.” Charlie sighed, “it’s a diplomatic problem and as the princess of Hell, who caused all of this, I have to own up.” looking at the clock it read 11;29.

“And you think you're going alone?” Vaggie asked. Charlie took Vaggie’s hands with a soft smile.

“I won’t force you to come along-”

“I’ll stop you right now, I'm going.”

“H-hey do you think we could tag along?” Angel asked with a shy smile. Niffty started to giggle, clapping her hands, jumping up and down.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, it could be taken as a threat if we all went, especially with how thin the ice is right now.” Vaggie said. Charlie nodded along.

“I agree. It’s best if we try to be as unhostile as possible.”

Angel sighed a little, “worth a shot.”

A portal opened it was almost the same song and dance as before. Charlie took Vaggie’s hand, “we’ll be back soon, hopefully.”

“Hey stay safe kid.” said husk. He raised his bottle towards Charlie in condolences. Charlie returned with a nod.

* * *

The room was blue and silver, brightly lit and definitely not the pearly gates. Scratching the back of her head Charlie looked around.

“This is new.” Vaggie took a defensive stance, “and might be a trap.”

Charlie grimaced, “maybe but-”

The door to the room swung open and in a silver flash Charlie was tackled to the ground.

“Hey!” Vaggie growled about ready to jump on whatever ran over her girlfriend.

“Charlie! Vaggie! Hi! I'm so glad you decided to join!”

“Emily?” Charlie asked. Indeed it was Emily, the only Seraphim that stood up with her and her ideas, “you were the one to invite me?”

Emily vigorously nodded her head, her smile widening. “Yes! Yes I am, I have important news for you!” Emily grabbed Charlie pulling her to her feet before dragging her, “you’ll never believe it, I almost didn't-”

Vaggie stood in the way between Emily and the door. “What do you think you're doing?” Vaggie growled, her eye squinting.

“Hey Vaggie it’s ok I-”

“No! Charlie! She can’t just drag you off like that!”

Emily cleared her throat, “I understand why you might be defensive but this is really, really, really, really important! And you need to see it!”

Charlie smiled, “see Vaggie? It’s ok.”

Vaggie huffed “Fine.” Emily smiled quickly making it to the door.

“But,” Vaggie raised her finger to Emily’s face, “i'm coming with.” Emily smiled.

* * *

After a too long hallway they were brought into a room the exact same to the one they arrived in. Emilt jumped up and down clapping her hands. She was giddy, so giddy.

“So what’s the important thing we needed to see?” Charlie smiled.

“Yes! Of course, um,um take a seat! I’ll be right back!” Emily quickly shot out of the room before another word could be spoken.

The two of them took a seat at the golden office table.

Vaggie sighed “Looks like this isn't about-” she was abruptly cut off by Charlie.

“Let’s not jinx it.” she gave a nervous smile, ringing her hands out. Charlie trusted Emily but that didn't stop her from worrying still.

“Hey it’s ok, I got you.” Vaggie gently put a hand on Charlie’s shoulder. Charlie softly smiled.

“Thank’s Vaggie.”

The door was kicked open, the Seraphim flying in giggling. Charlie braised herself for what was next.

Charlie’s jaw dropped, it looked like, but it couldn't be, could it?

“Charlie? Vaggie?” it was! Sir Pentious stood in front of them, in heaven.

“You? Sir Pentious!” Charlie ran over and hugged her friend, “you, we, we thought you died!” she smiled with tears in her eyes.

“Asss did I.” Sir Pentous nodded. Hugging Charlie back.

“It worked, you, you did it! You made it to heaven!”

#hyperfixation #habin hotel #headcanon #charlie morningstar #emily hazbin hotel #vaggie hazbin hotel #vaggie #spoilers #fanfiction #sir pentious

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orphiczaney · 28 days

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uh oh i’ve done it again.

they’re back, bitches.

yknow what that means? i’m gonna yap about them more.

y’all know that meme that goes “HER pronouns are THEY/THEM!!!” yeah that’s the dynamic between inez and alastor. he hasn’t quite figured out how pronouns work, and inez is very patient with him :]

one day after a long shoot they immediately go to the bar and this conservation ensues:

inez: HUSK. YOU’RE A CAT.

husk: bad start.

inez: DO YOU PURR???

husk: …why

inez: BECAUSE *exasperated sigh* I HAD A CAT WHEN I WAS ALIVE AND ANYTIME I WAS SAD HE’D COME LAY ON MY CHEST AND PURR UP A STORM AND IT ALWAYS MADE ME FEEL BETTER AND RIGHT NOW I AM IN EMOTIONAL DISTRESS.

husk: no-

inez: HUSK CAN I PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP LAY ON YOU WHILE YOU PURR?? STRICTLY PLATONICALLY. I WILL NEVER SPEAK ABOUT IT TO A SOUL. PINKY PROMISE. PLEASE. I WILL GIVE YOU $50.

husk: …UGH fucking fine

speaking of cuddling, inez has in fact done so with angel. they love the chest fluff. honestly, inez has probably cuddled with EVERYONE in the hotel, except for alastor, because other than husk, inez is who most people go to vent to. they are just a very good listener.

they have been hit by approximately 13 different cars. the fact that they are not dead dead is a fucking miracle.

in their life inez was an editor for a big name author, as an attempt to boost their own writing career. unfortunately, their tendency to trip on benadryl to come up with their ideas was their achilles heel, being the thing that killed them.

inez is fascinated by nifty. they just think she is such a silly little creature that they are dedicated to trying to become besties with her.

like real deer, they are incredibly jumpy, and are easily shaken by loud noises. they freeze up when they get startled. because of this they wear sound proof headphones around the hotel, so that the antics of everyone else don’t keep them consistently frozen up. it also means that they are very soft spoken, as even their own voice startles them occasionally. (one time they accidentally dropped something while helping angel clean his room and of course that made them freeze in place. it was the first time angel had seen this happen, and he genuinely thought that they had died again) now this does have very sad implications when you take their relationship with val into consideration, but i’m choosing to keep this post lighthearted, so i won’t get into that

i regret to inform you form you that inez does in fact have four nipples, like real deer.

they have weekly meetings with vaggie to try and improve on their ability to stand up for themself. it is pretty much just a big roleplay session where vaggie pretends to be a Big Mean Guy, and inez tries to speak their mind. it’s kind of working! one time angel was admittedly being a bit of an asshole, sort of undermining inez’s struggles with val, and they WENT OFF ON HIM. they did profusely apologize afterwards for ‘being mean’ and angel had to be like “no, you’re right, stop that, i was being a cunt, always tell me when i’m being a cunt.”

they build legos with sir pentious. he’s like being creative and making his own shit, and inez is just following the instructions to make a big flower :]

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static-errorcode-13 · 2 months

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adamsapple oneshot for @rius-cave, @sugarry-sins and @aesusen

Im huge fans of you you guys btw. And I hope @aesusen would possibly use my hazbin hotel heaven oc

Also slight nsfw stuff (which i hate) , and tuns of swears

Adam pov:

I couldn't believe this, I mean I literally couldn't. First I was the first man on earth, then I was the first human soul to enter heaven, then head exorcist, now I'm a stupid demon on a fucking leash, and owned by the one who fucked my wife's. All because I needed a place to stay, and it was so I can apologize for all the damage I did to the old hotel.

And I knew he was enjoying this, always teasing by saying stuff like "if you be a good boy for daddy, I'll give you a reward~" and "who's my little bitch~" and let's not forget "Look how far you've fallen~". All of those things he said made me turn into a tomato. I hated his constant flirting but I signed my soul to him. So I had to just deal with it

Today I heard lucifer calling my name somewhere after breakfast, and since he owned my soul, I had to. I went to the main entrance of the hotel, seeing lucifer waiting for me with what seemed to be a bunch of papers next to him. I was confused on why there were so many. I hope I wasn't going to hold all of them at once. I looked at lucifer who was turning around to notice I was there.

"Ah you made it! Your such a good boy for daddy~" lucifer said makeing me flush out of embarrassment. "Today will be a simple task, as you notice I have a fuck ton of papers" lucifer said in a energized tone. He looked kinda cu- WHAT! DID I JUST FUCKING THINK THAT?! I I HATED THAT WIFE STEALING MOTHER FUCKER. WHY WOULD I NEARLY THINK HE WAS CUTE?!

I snapped back into consciousness after lucifer waved his hand in my face. "Hey you back" lucifer asked me as my face blushed, I nodded as I looked back at him. "So anyways these papers happen to be fliers for the hotel. If you can put up at least half of them..." lucifer said as they looked at me to finish the sentence "I'll give you a reward~" lucifer finished his sentence as he grabed my chin so i could look at him better, making me blush slightly. "Fine" I groaned out as I picked up half of the papers like luci said.

"But why half" I asked "because I want to make sure that my little pet is safe~" he said Making my face turn red as he chuckled "I just thought after all the really hard work you'd deserve a little less" luci explained the real reason.

28 minutes later

I was walking around hell putting up the fliers to advertise the hotel. While I was doing that, I couldn't help but think about earlier. I didn't know why I nearly thought lucifer was... cute. Just thinking about it makes my tail wag a little. All I could think about was his red cheeks, his toothy smile, his red eyes. I didn't get why I'd think fhat of him after stealing my wife's.

Eventually I reached the p@rn studio. I always got uncomfortable every time I was there. I overherd that angel dust talking about Valentino, and how he described him made me not wanting to meet the guy. I went to the alley, knowing well that sinners go there all the time, to do whatever they do. Placed the last flier on the wall. All the sudden I felt a hand Placed on my shoulder, I turned around to see it was Valentino himself.

"My my, if it isn't adam, the first dick ever" Valentino said Making me uncomfortable. "Yep that's me, look man I got to go" I tried to walk away but Valentino stopped me. "Whats the matter? We have some time~" Valentino said on a flirty tone, Placing his hand on my chin. I was nervous on what he was gonna do to me

Lucifer pov:

I was in the main entrance waiting for Adam to return. "He should of come back by now" i said to myself. "Well your highness, you own his soul, couldn't you just sense where he is" I herd husk say cleaning the bar. "That's a great Idea" I said as I started channeling my energy to Is conjure up a mirror type thing to look at where adam was. When I found him (spiritual) I saw Valentino trying to seduce Adam, as Adam looked uncomfortable with it.

I felt angered. Ever since Adam got into hell I started to develop feelings for the guy, and he's about to get r@ped by Valentino, the one who licked my daughter's arm. I dashed out of the door forgetting to close the mirror to show where Adam was. I was too focused to save Adam. I've grown to attached to him to much to let him get hurt.

Adam pov:

I was backing up away from Valentino feeling the most uncomfortable I've ever been ever. I eventually backed into the end of the alley, there was no way out of this. Valentino pinned me to the wall as he lifted my chin as he grind, "a fallen angel huh~? That could be anyone's kink~" Valentino said as in a flirty tone. "YEAH WELL MY KINK IS SMASHING BUGS YOU HORNY BUG" I herd someone yell before he hit Valentino with a shovel.

Valentino got knocked out and fell to the ground to show lucifer, dropping the shovel on the ground. It was kinda ho- DAMIT I DID IT AGAIN?! WHAT IS FUCKING WITH ME TODAY. Lucifer ran up to hug me, making me shocked and made me blush a bit as I returned the embrace. "Thank God your ok" lucifer said as he placed his hand on my cheek, making me blush. We stared at eachother for a bit, looking into eachothers eye's for I don't know how long.

Lucifer eventually closed the gap between us, clashing are lips together as we kiss. It felt like an eternity to be honest, the kiss was nice, I never expected to enjoy a kiss from lucifer out of all people but I did. After a few more minutes we broke the kiss as we looked at eachother. My eyes widened as I touched my lip "holy shit luci, that was-" " I know, it was kinda... nice" luci cutting me off as he cherished my cheek, making me blush at my comment of are kiss being nice

"I- I think I love you luci" I said, all flustered of are situation. Lucifer chuckles at my comment "I love you too, now come on, let's get back to the others" lucifer said as he walked me back to the hotel.

EPILOGUE

Lucifer poc:

I was on the couch cuddling Adam as I slowly started to fall asleep. I opened my eyes to see a dark empty void, I knew what was going on, and any moment now SHES gonna appear. "Well, well, seems like someone's got a new boyfriend" I herd a feminine demonic voice echoing in the black void

"WHAT DO YOU WANT ROO" I yelled out, trying to get answers. Red eyes formed all around me as a figure started to form from the distance. "Oh you know what I want" roo said as her spider like limbs made of what appeared to be wood on her back move closer to me. "I'm not giving you my soul. You might own Liliths, but you can't get me" I said as I turned away from roo.

"OK, but make sure your little boyfriend is safe, never know what could happen" roo said as she opens the palm of her real hand to show a flame with a silhouette of adam in the middle, as her black hair with a fade of red glowed showing her eyes being lifeless, her mouth being shut with a smile even as they talk, her outfit of rags having holes in them, her legs representing of of a goat like animal.

"Don't... you... DARE HURT HIM" I yelled out in anger, "who says I'm planning to. But... even if am, what are you gonna do about it" she said with a demonic echo in her voice as her arms became somewhat of some sort of stone monster, with her hands becoming the color of blood. "You know I'm the root of all evil, the reason hell exists, the one who grows more and more powerful with each death in hell has. So even if you tried to protect him..." she opens her other hand with another flame, one with the silhouette of Charlie "you still have a daughter ot protect" she claws me. Making me wake up from that nightmare

"You ok luci" Adam asked out of general concern for me. I looked at him both happy that he's safe but also concerned of what could happen to him. "Yeah I'm fine, just a nightmare" I said sounding rather calm of what just happened. "Don't worry I'm here to protect you" Adam said sounding confident. "Thanks my apple" I said as I snuggle up to him "but I need to protect you" I thought to myself as I look back at him

Roo pov:

"Soon luci, soon you'll be under my control" I walk around the giant hell tree representing the tree of knowledge with a force field in an opening letting me see hell. I walk to my toy chest, pulling out three puppets, one of Eve, one of Lilith, and the final one of alastor "I mean it hasn't been hard to make these three my play things and with one being a guy inside at all times" I laugh maniacally as I grow bigger and stronger, showing a new soul has died permanently. "Isn't that right..... eve" I say as I turn around at eve. Who was chained to the ground cause of me

"Yes mamm" eve said in q scared tone

This seems like a plot of a episode tbh. And I hope my three heros read this. Also I am proud of this!

#hazbin hotel adamsapple #guitarduck #guitarapple #adam x lucifer #lucifer x adam #hazbin hotel oneshots #hazbin hotel roo #Hazbin hotel

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irkimatsu · 1 month

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I don't think I made a single OC during my time in Matsu fandom, but Hazbin's gotten my furry wheels spinning, god damn you. I'm gonna ramble under the cut to try to get my thoughts straight.

-Almaz (Nina Sinclair), squirrel, non-binary. An 80's one-hit-wonder who died in their 30's after self-destructing and overdosing on drugs, is in love with Husk. I've posted plenty about them before.

-Richard Brenning (hell name still undecided), white rabbit, died in his 50's, pansexual male. An 80's star like Almaz, but unlike Mazzie he got more than fifteen minutes of fame as a singer, reality star, and general tabloid menace. The "controversies and scandals" section of his Wikipedia page is longer than Mazzie's entire page. Absolutely covered in sparkles. I know his outfit includes a sparkly purple vest with nothing underneath, and I keep wanting to give him a hat, but Husk already has a top hat so I don't know what to do there just yet. An egotistical little shitheel at first, possibly an Overlord? Almaz looks up to him but he's a bit insensitive about the whole "one-hit-wonder who self-destructed, don't they all" thing. He'll chill out with some character development and eventually settle down with Angel Dust therefore freeing Husk for Almaz to pursue

-Clara? Originally made her to fill a request but I think I'm keeping her. Still need a last name for her, she keeps her birth name in hell. A small black bear, looks more like a teddy bear than a wild animal. Mainly dresses in floral print. Grew up with Alastor and knows he enjoys hunting, but is willfully ignoring the nastier aspects of her "big brother in spirit" in an attempt to preserve her happy childhood memories of him. Was born after Alastor but also died later than he did, in her 60's, I think? If that request stays canon to my OC's then she has a thing for Husk, but Husk is immediately bitter of her connection with Alastor, so that's not going anywhere. Still no idea what landed her in hell. Is "willful ignorance of the fact that your best friend is a serial killer" a sin?

And Husk's family, all of whom I still need to name:

-Husk's ex-wife was a black woman who lived in the middle of nowhere with nothing but her dreams. She moved to a rapidly growing Las Vegas in the 30's to chase those dreams, and started singing songs she wrote in the same bar where Husk would play saxophone with various bands. The two hit it off beautifully and had a wonderful marriage, with Husk spoiling her with gifts and trips and encouraging her singing and poetry... until everything fell apart because Husk just couldn't get his addictions under control, no matter how hard he tried. It's not his fault, exactly... it just sucks for everyone involved. Don't know what would have landed her in Hell, but I do want her to see Husk again so they can try to get some closure. ...and the pronoun use here is a bit strange because I think she'd realize she's transmasc while in hell? I want something where Husk's spouse thought they were a cishet woman in life, but due to Husk's own experience with the Las Vegas queer scene he always had his doubts about that... but he couldn't risk outing himself, so he never said anything while they were alive. They'll meet again, Husk will take their new gender identity in stride and finally get to come out to them as pansexual, maybe they'll try to rekindle their romance but the spark is fully dead on the spouse's side, Husk desperately needs this closure before he can pursue anyone else. He doesn't expect his spouse to forgive him, he just wants them to understand he never wanted to hurt his family...

-Husk's older daughters, twin girls. Still highly undeveloped, except that they stay close for their whole lives and Husk utterly spoiled them as much as he could while he was still able to see them. Husk has participated in princess teddy bear tea parties, I will die on that hill. They were preteens/early teens when their parents divorced, and a year or two after that their mother stopped letting Husk see them because he's a drunk deadbeat piece of shit. I'm so sorry, Husk. They started families of their own, Husk has grandkids, but he has no idea because his daughters never tried to re-establish contact with him in adulthood. They have their fond memories of him, but also some really shitty ones, especially after an event I'll be talking about in a moment. It's complicated.

-Husk's younger daughter, who I want to flesh out for one horrible reason... the idea of Husk losing his daughter in an accident, blaming himself for it for the rest of his life regardless of what he could have done to save her, and sinking further than ever into the addictions that would ruin his marriage in short order. I'm so sorry for doing this to you, everyone who's involved. She's in Heaven now, and if Husk ever ascends there will be tearful reunions god damn it please

I haven't decided on species for Husk's family, but none of them are cats; the cat thing is specific to him for his manner of life and death, figuratively drowning in alcohol before literally drowning in a lake. Cats hate water, after all. The others don't have that connection to cats. I'll figure them out eventually.

#irk blubbers about nothing #irk huskposts

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snailsgoingdowntown · 3 months

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Finished watching hazbin hotel and uh

Spoilers under cut plz don't come for me, I did enjoy the show.

Written at 3am not proofread or edited

While I did enjoy it, it was hard to actually feel any sort of attachment to the characters. I'll do research in a bit since I heard that Amazon Prime only gave them a limited amount of episodes to work with, but regardless, the pace was way too fast. I didn't even realize five months passed because it felt like it was only a week after Charlie's meeting with Adam.

Almost little to no showing of Angel Dust's and Sir Pentious' character development. Angel dust was more focused on, which makes since since he's the original resident of the hotel, the original sinner who agreed to the Hazbin Hotel project.

Yet it was Sir Pentious who got sent to heaven? Don't get me wrong, I think it's great he got sent there, however, in a narrative sense, it doesn't make sense. Throughout the episodes it was indeed that he wasn't a 'bad' guy, more so socially awkward who wanted a place in Hell but couldn't get one. But tell me, was a single episode, not including the last one, that Sir Pentious was the center of attention? Aside from being caught as a spy for Vox?

Aside from the episode where Charlie and Vaggie went to heaven for a meeting and they were watching ANGEL DUST? It was shown he had a crush on Cherri sure, that he was trying his best to get her attention/hook up with her but like... That didn't show me much about his character.

Just that he's a socially awkward shy mess around his crush is understandable, I was like that too. But that's it. Aside from the scene he got dragged into the 'sex room' after announcing he was going to have sex with everyone in the club/bar.

Keep in mind that this ep was supposed to be centering around Angel Dust back in Hell while heaven watched.

And yes, I know it was shown he would die for his friends but to me that barely says anything about a character at all. Just that they care about their friends which is usually the case for many people.

Imo, there was absolutely no hinting at Sir Pentious going to heaven. The series barely focused on him at all, even his eggs/minions were given more attention with Alastor.

Which, btw, are adorable and I wish they were shown more and interacted with the other characters more as well.

Enough about Sir Pentious - now let's talk about the Husk x Angel Dust ship

I like the idea, I can see it happening, and I'm so glad Vizipop didn't immediately get them together, if they are end game. I heard the Twitter said they were but I haven't looked at it yet so I'm not sure if it's true or not. But God, I wish we got more interactions between them. The chemistry is there, both platonic if they aren't meant to be a couple, and romantic if they are.

Niffty - I love you my little bug obsessed queen. But, while it was slightly amusing she was the one who killed Adam, it was also slightly... Disappointing? Like, all of this man power used against him and what killed him was Niffty? Obviously it was to take the audience by surprise, but it doesn't sit right with me. It held no substance - literally just Vizipop going "they'll never expect this!!" And that's it. Just to catch us off guard and was slightly taken as a joke before Lute went to him where the scene became serious again. Which would have been heart touching if their relationship was more drawn out. Show don't tell type of stuff. Which it was but not much.

Also, I did see a post that I'll most likely add here that said Adam most likely felt betrayed by the humans who sinned because he did so much for them as the original human, as shown by the line "ungrateful losers." Which makes sense and I kinda hope that is the case because he does seem very bitter towards the sinners who are, in some regard, still his people - they were still human, at some point. I really hope that they'll be able to show us in detail about how Adam was as a person rather than the Angel and original human known as 'Adam.' His character wasn't deep and it felt more like Vizipop needed a villain to shit on more than anything else.

The reveal about Vaggie being a former Exorcist was foreseen by many, meanwhile i thought she was the daughter of carmilla carmine because they look similar + implied military like background before the reveal + the duet they had when Carmilla was talking to Zetial and Vaggie singing about how she wants to protect Charlie or something. Ig they had the 'duet' because they were both about protecting someone. But I do like how Carmilla was like "bro it's so obvious you're a former Exorcist - the eye, the fucking angelic weapon you have there."

What I didn't like about the reveal was how Charlie just... Hated the fact she lied? I think anyone would be upset about that, I would be, but that's just it. She's just upset she lied which again, makes sense. But Vaggie killed her people, Adam even said she was one of his best girls. Meaning she probably killed hundreds if not more - and charlie wasn't upset about that part? She did question if their relationship was a lie, which makes sense, but the genocide of her people, the one that her gf took part in, wasn't mentioned after it was first revealed to her. That part was literally just... Thrown out the window. And on multiple occasions it was both shown and told that Charile, the princess of hell, loved her people. But it looked like the team/Vizipop decided to forget that part when it comes to the big reveal that Vaggie was an angel or whatever you want to call her.

I do like how In the end, the audience is reminded that Alastor is not a good guy. He's a horrible person, treating Husk like a pet and most likely only lets Niffy do as she pleases because he finds it amusing. Either that or they have a lot in common, and I do mean a lot. I wish this relationship between the three was shown more, developed more. But if I must add... Some scenes with Alastor... Truly felt like a Tumblr moment. Fan fiction. BUT I adore how at the end he's weak compared to some and that his deal is most likely the only reason he has any power at all. The mini break down he has? Beautiful. Prior to this he was shown and told to be this all powerful being until Zetal stepped into the ring, until Adam fucking bodied him which I love. He's a coward, he's awful, he's horrible but is shown to be able to feel attachment - I don't think he truly cares for the hotel staff. There might be a fondness but no real connection which is shown, thankfully instead of it just being told.

Then there's the discourse of his usage of Voodoo... I'm not properly educated in the practice so I have no right to comment on it.

Lucifer... My dorky little man... Beyond depressed just like me /j

I like him, love him even. But I was hoping he would be a bit more... Sinister. Instead he's a broken man who gave up on nearly everything but his daughter. Which I kinda like but also don't - it's a love hate relationship. But he's adorable so he gets a pass

Okay. I'm going to be the one who says it - I don't like Charlie's and Lucifer's demonic forms. They look nice, sure, but not king and princess of hell -like. It gives off Tumblr girl vibes which is fine. But I still don't like it. Literally uwu human cats. Which is adorable but adorable does not fit well with... Whatever this is. I wish it was more... Animalistic, barred fangs, skin stretching out, more like a demon you would typically imagine.

Also, while I do understand why Charlie didn't want to kill Adam it was... Bleh. Like girl, you already killer many of his Soilders why would you let their leader live? Idk maybe I'm thinking about it in the wrong way.

The three Vees/V's.. All horrible as ppl, especially Vlatoino, the other two as just as bad since they know what's going on and are either ignoring it or encouraging it. Vox is a slaty ex and Velveet(?) Is just trying to vibe but the other two won't let her.

Again, ironic considering what I write. As I always say - I don't condone any sort of abuse, sexual or otherwise, in real life.

Also did Lucifer sleep with Eve?

Why did Vizipop say him and Lilith were HAPPILY married when she's on a beach sun tanning in heaven and he's always 5 seconds away from jumping off the nearest building?

So many questions that will hopefully get answered in the 2nd season. And hopefully they'll be able to flesh out the characters and their backgrounds more, their personalities and how they either improve or decline as a person/character.

I have more to say but it's 3am and I'm pretty sure this is gonna get me death threats because hey, it's the internet. Just look at Twitter lol.

Please remember that I am not a film critic, I am just stating how I feel about it.

I watched it, enjoyed it, but still have icks about certain things with it, as anyone else would. Would I watch season 2? Yes, because I like the overall concept but I just wish they were able to do more with it.

I had someone ask if I would write for it, and honestly, I don't know. Maybe, maybe not, only time will tell.

#marie talks #hazbin hotel

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happyandticklish · 3 years

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Feats of Strength

Notes: For the anon who requested a Hazbin Hotel fic where a wrestling match between Angel and Alastor results in playful, tickly fun. Here’s the finished result! :)

Summary: Angel is almost certain that he could beat Alastor in a test of true strength. Husk provides him a challenge to prove it.

“Hey!”

Angel Dust squawked as shadowy tentacles reached out from behind him, firmly pulling him away from the bar where he had previously been flirting with Husk; the demon in question let out a sigh of relief at the action. “What’s the big idea, man? I was just trying to have a friendly conversation.”

Alastor gently deposited him on the ground, retracting his tentacles with a snap of his fingers. “Do please refrain from seducing our guests; it gives the hotel a bad reputation.”

“Husk is not a guest,” Angel complained, clambering to his feet. “He’s a bartender.”

“Nice distinction,” Husk replied dryly.

“Besides,” Angel continued, ignoring him. “You can’t just go around flinging people left and right with those freaky ghost arms of yours.”

“Oh I’m the one who has freaky arms?” Alastor inquired, arching a brow. He took a seat at the bar, gesturing for Husk to pass him a soda. He didn’t like to indulge in alcohol as he found it made people ‘sloppy’. “And quite frankly, I can do whatever I want with my ‘ghost arms’ as you call them. After all, there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Angel grumbled. “I bet you’re not so tough without your magic. There’s no way you could hold your own in a fight with just those scrawny arms to protect you.”

Alastor paused mid-sip, setting down his glass. “Is that a challenge?”

Angel, who wasn’t liking the other’s current tone but also wasn’t about to call chicken, tilted his chin up confidentially. “No, it’s a fact.”

Husk glanced between the two, debating the odds of breaking up whatever was about to go down. On one hand, he didn’t want to get caught up in the aftermath of a demon fight. But on the other, he was bored from sitting around in this stupid place all day and the current situation was bound to be entertaining.

“How about a bet?” he piped up, leaning against the counter. “A match, wrestling, between the two of you. That way we can settle who’s the strongest once and for all.”

Alastor’s eyes lit up at the prospect and Angel felt his stomach drop.

“Oh,” Husk added quickly, noticing the looks in both their eyes. “No powers, either. No fancy, hoity-toity bullshit; your physical strength has to speak for itself.”

“Worried our dear Angel won’t be able to handle it?” Alastor inquired mockingly, throwing the other a devastating leer that had his blood boiling.

“I don’t know,” Angel growled, forcing a smug grin. “It sounds like you’re just afraid you can’t take me without any magic powers to hold you up.”

Alastor narrowed his eyes. “Alright. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Minutes later, Angel grunted as the radio demon’s weight bore down on him, nearly pinning him to the ground. Despite his slender frame, it was clear this wasn’t the first time he had done something like this. Angel had a certain limb advantage however, and swept a third arm under his legs, quickly flipping their positions so that he now towered over him. Two of his hands wrestled with Alastor’s in an attempt to apprehend them, while his other two worked on fending off Alastor’s legs which had already succeeded in kicking Angel in the stomach more times than he would have preferred.

Husk lit a cigarette, watching them with an amused gaze. He knew Alastor could fight, of course, but watching it in action was certainly something else. Angel was holding his own, despite this. The spider was quick and agile, dodging most of his attempts to grab hold of him. Their tussle had been going on for several minutes now, and he startled when a high-pitched voice besides him piped up, “What’s going on?”

He had been so wrapped up in the fight that he had failed to notice Nifty creeping up behind him. “A bet,” he explained as she climbed up on the counter for a better vantage point. “They want to see which of them is strongest.”

“Oh, Alastor’s got this in the bag,” she replied with breezy confidence. “It’ll be fun watching Angel get what’s coming to him, though.”

Husk snorted, forced to agree with her.

Meanwhile, Alastor had won their little battle of wills and freed one of his hands, which he now used to try to shove Angel off of him. “Just give up, my dear. It’ll be less embarrassing that way.”

“Ha!” Angel exclaimed, struggling to remain atop the writhing Alastor. “In your dreams! You’re going down old man.”

“Old—” Alastor’s offended confusion was frozen by a sudden squeak from Angel Dust. In the process of trying to get free, he had accidentally brushed against Angel’s ribs. Alastor’s eyes widened at the sound. “What was that?”

Spindly claws of panic crawled down Angel’s spine, the feeling only growing as he realized just how vulnerable he was, each of his hands occupied holding Alastor down. “Nothing, you startled me is all. Now c’mon, why don’t we finish this—no!”

Angel’s stomach jumped as Alastor reached up and started experimentally poking around the area. “Interesting. I never realized you were ticklish, Angel.”

“I-I’m nohot,” Angel insisted, biting back giggles as he attempted to somehow twist his body away from the other. “Y-Yohou’re behing r-ridihiculous!”

“You’re being ridiculous,” Alastor pointed out, scribbling claws over his stomach and grinning at the accompanying snort. “Why Angel, this is adorable! You should have told me about this sooner, think of all the fun we’ve been missing out on!”

“W-Whahat fuhuhun?” Angel Dust squawked, his grip growing weaker. “B-Behesides thihis i-ihisn’t fahair!”

“Of course it is—I’m not using my powers, are I? I do believe those were the only rules we set for the game.” Alastor reminded him. “Now, my dear, tell me—where else are you ticklish?”

“Nowhere, alright, so give it a rest—ack, w-wahahait!”

Angel burst into a round of cackly laughter as fingers crawled suddenly and deviously under his arms. That was the final straw. He squeaked, crumpling against him and bringing his arms down protectively, releasing Alastor in the process.

“Tickling is against the rules,” Angel complained, rubbing away the phantom sensations. “Right Husk?”

Husk shrugged. “Eh, I’m cool with it.”

“What?” Angel exclaimed. “On what grounds?”

“The grounds that I decide what the rules are,” Husk replied coolly. “and also, you’re very cute when getting the shit tickled out of you.”

“You guys are dicks,” Angel muttered, before pausing as he played the sentence back in his head. “Wait, you think I’m cute—pfft, no!”

Angel squeaked and rolled away from Alastor’s hands which had somehow snuck their way back under his arms. Alastor merely wiggled his fingers menacingly when the other shot him an accusatory glance. “The match isn’t over, yet.”

Angel swallowed nervously.

The next five minutes consisted of Alastor essentially chasing Angel Dust around the living space, the other demon a mess of nervous giggles and protests. Husk leaned his chin on one hand, smiling affectionately at the sight.

“Remember Angel, you’re never fully dressed without a smile~” Alastor reminded him, squeezing his knee and prompting an unearthly screech from the other. Angel managed to roll away from him once more, panting heavily from the chase.

“Alright, you know what?” Angel grinned, and the sight sent a strange chill down Alastor’s spine. “If that’s the way we’re gonna play this, so be it.”

He launched forward suddenly, sending them both tumbling to the floor. With his lower arms he secured Alastor’s wrists, pulling them far above his head. He wrapped his legs around Alastor’s as well, so now the overlord’s body was completely stretched out. Angel raised his remaining hands menacingly, a smirk overtaking his features.

“Angel, this is quite ridiculous,” Alastor protested, attempting to free himself. “Do you know who you’re dealing with here?”

“Of course I do,” Angel Dust scoffed. “Some cocky shit who needs to learn what happens when you mess with me. Tell me, Al, how long do you think I’ve been in this profession?”

“I—”

“Don’t answer that,” Angel interrupted, cutting off Alastor’s confused reply. “A long time. Long enough to meet all kinds of people, who are into allllll kinds of things.” He rested his hands under each of Alastor’s arms, drumming his fingers slowly against the fabric. “You don’t think I haven’t picked up on the different methods, the strategies, from those experiences?”

“I’m afraid I’m not understanding you, dear,” Alastor responded stiffly.

“Let me more clear, then.” Angel Dust dragged his nails in an excruciatingly slow manner up and around the edges of his armpits, and Alastor’s grin widened into something a tad more helpless. “Did you really think you could pick a fight with me and win?”

With a ferocious softness, Angel spidered nails into each of his armpits, a relentless pace that had Alastor instantly squirming. He bit his lips, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to resist the sensations. Across the bar, Husk stared mouth agape at the sight of the radio demon, the most feared overlord in all of the nine circles, desperately trying not to lose his composure from something as simple as tickling.

Truly, life was full of wonders.

“A-Angel!” Alastor stammered, forcing his words around the laughter that begged to escape. “I-I demand you s-stop thihis at once!”

“Or what?” Angel inquired. “You’ll break the rules of the bet and use your powers on me? Or are you gonna somehow break out of this all on your own?”

Alastor jerked on his arms once more, though the other’s hold held strong. “M-Maybe nohot n-now! B-Buhut after—grk—ahafterwords, I shall h-have my revehenge!”

The words were undoubtedly true and Angel shook off his temporary apprehensions. “So what? All the more reason to make my time with you now all the sweeter.”

He kneaded fingers into his ribs suddenly and Alastor let out a bark of laughter as his struggling increased drastically. “P-Pfft, ahahaha, Ahahahangel!”

“There it is!” Angel exclaimed triumphantly. “I knew I could get that cute laughter out of you one way or another.”

“C-Cuhuhuhute?” Alastor exclaimed indignantly, but Angel Dust’s sudden switch to vibrating his fingers in-between each rib had him cackling. “Nohohoho, ehehe, rehehehelease mehehehe!”

“Sure,” Angel agreed. “Just agree that I’m the strongest and you’re home free.”

“Y-Yohohou’re nohohot thehehe strohohongest!” Alastor protested, his fingers gripping into the back of Angel’s suit and tugging uselessly at it. “Yohohou’re cheheheating!”

“What?” Angel teased. “So you can dish it out, but you can’t take it?”

Angel moved his hands down, pinching a path down the demon’s sides. Each poke and prod prompted a jump from the other, a fact that Angel found endlessly amusing. When he finally reached his hips Alastor started really squirming, a round of giggles (giggles, of all things!) falling from his lips.

“Ihihihi cahahahan’t! Stahahahap ihihihit!”

“Do you give up?”

“Plehehehease!”

Angel Dust shrugged, as if to say the matter was taken out of his hands. Digging his thumbs into his hipbones turned out to be a wildly effective method, but it wasn’t until Angel started to edge his touch towards his stomach that Alastor really started fighting him.

“Wahahahait, wahahahait, yohohou dohohohon’t hahahave tohoho dohoho thihiHIHIHIS!”

Alastor all but screeched as nimble fingers danced upon his midsection, the soft touch driving him mad with sensation. “Ahahahahahahangel!”

“Hmm?”

“I hahahaHAHAHahahate yOHohohoHOHOu!”

“Duly noted. Feeling’s mutual, bub.”

Angel grinned fondly at the squirming, giggling radio demon, and found that he had to admit, the sight was sort of cute. He always had fun teasing Al, but turning him into the shrieking mess he was now was a power high and Angel was loving it.

“God you’re adorable,” he murmured before he could think through the words.

Alastor’s eyes widened, a violent blush overtaking his features. Evidently the comment had been the final straw, as he managed to grip Angel’s hips from his trapped position. Angel shrieked, instinctively shoving the other away from him which was all the help Alastor needed to more fully free himself. He stood up, dusting off his pants and clearing his throat.

“Well, I hardly think we can call that a wrestling match,” Alastor concluded at last, after the pink had receded some from his cheeks. “It was simply childish tussling. This proves nothing.”

“You’re just sore cause ya lost,” Angel pointed out, leaning back on his hands to smirk at the other.

“I did not ‘lose’,” Alastor informed him snippily. “Did you hear me give in, or tap out? I think we can call that a draw, at best.”

“A draw?” Angel exclaimed indignantly. “Bullshit! I totally won!”

“If by won, you mean cheated, then yes I suppose you did just that.”

“You cheated first!”

The night quickly dissolved into petty arguments similiar to that while Husk and Nifty watched on, highly entertained by the sight.

In the end, they never did find out who was the strongest.

#tickle fic #hazbin hotel #angel dust #alastor #radiodust #tickling #fanfic #fanfiction #husk #nifty #fic request #requests

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midnight-hotel · 4 years

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Sfw headcanons for Angel Dust, Husk, and Alastor with his s/o please? Do your best and welcome to the Hazbin Hotel fandom! I hope you'll enjoy your time here :)

Angel Dust

Angel isn’t one for love and romance, so to become his partner is actually a massive achievement.

Considering his profession nd lifestyle, he has distinct walls put up to protect him from being hurt emotionally so your relationship, much to everyone’s surprise, developed very slowly.

Once he opened up, you discovered small things about him that he seemed to silently love. This included, but is not limited to; holding his hand, sitting close to him, running your fingers through his fluffy hair (behind closed doors- he has an image to uphold) and sleeping with your arms wrapped round him.

He enjoys being held in the moments where things are calm and you’re alone. He speaks in a low tone- unless leaning into you and ranting- and just wants to cuddle.

Sometimes when you’re cuddling, he insists that Fat Nuggets join the two of you. He has plenty of arms to use after all.

When you’re out and about however, he likes having an arm around you, hand typically tucked into the back pocket of your pants or sitting on your hip. He likes it even better when your arm finds its way around his waist too. It’s a very intimate way of showing others that you’re together, even if it was hard for him in the beginning. It also helps in the degree of other demons wanting a piece of him. Some are daring enough to call out for him, but others back off seeing you there.

All in all, there is a lot of contact in this relationship, but also an unspoken respect for each other’s boundaries.

Angel Dust does enjoy wearing drag and I can imagine him dressing up for you if you like it too. Of course, you’d have to support what he wants to do and enjoys doing, so when you go out, don’t be too surprised if he comes out in a curve hugging dress that looks too good to stay on for very long.

Husk

Husk acts like a grumpy old man most of the time but he has a soft spot for you deep down. Not to say he doesnt act gruff towards you sometimes though.

He acts like he doesn’t like affection from you, but you can’t help but notice that he doesn’t push you away whenever you wrap your arms around him and nuzzle into his fur.

God forbid- you touch his ears and he’ll go from wanting to throw you, to practically melting into your touch.

He purrs-

He’s a little insecure at times, especially if you’re young because in the end, he is a grumpy old man who isn’t very interested in doing much.

That being said, he feels a huge sense of pride whenever he makes you smile and/or laugh. His favourite method is showing you magic tricks at the bar.

He isn’t a big fan or hanging around the hotel with you. He doesn’t like the idea of people like Alastor and Angel invading your personal space. One is dangerous and the other is dangerously irritating. This being said, he’ll pull the date card as much as he can without putting himself out financially or comfort wise (though his gambling usually does that anyway-).

He watches out for you as much as he can, preferring to have you where he can see you, just in case. Being somewhat close to Alastor, he is very weary of the capabilities of other demons.

He absolutely adores you though and if you can catch him looking at you when he thinks you’re not looking; he’ll have a lovesick look in his eyes. You’re one of his only sources of happiness in Hell.

Alastor

First of all, the most important fact. He is courting you. He wouldn’t use the term dating in such a way.

Alastor isn’t the sort to express himself through touching you. He isn’t fond of hugs or any kind of affection but will take your arm to walk around together, pull you closer and touch your face, whether is be stroking your cheek, pinching it and so on.

He’s more so the type to give you gifts to show his affections towards you. A rose, a new outfit, something you looked at for a little over a second while you were walking down the street with him. Only the best for his partner.

The most affectionate he’ll get with you, in front of others, is through dancing. He’ll sweep you away into some kind of dance he fancies, music playing from nowhere in particular or his own voice meeting your ears. If you don’t know how to dance, he’ll teach you, starting out with a sweet slow dance and would eventually encourage you to move faster and faster. It’ll take a while but I’m sure you’ll be able to keep up with him eventually.

Behind closed doors, he’s a little laxer. He’ll allow you to wrap your arms around him in a hug occasionally, sit back with an arm around you as he reads a book, either to himself or out loud to you.

This is also when he’ll allow himself to give you that little bit more affection, pressing you closer to his tall frame and going out of his way to make your face flush red if it isn’t naturally that colour already.

Alastor is incredibly possessive. No one is allowed to touch you but himself and if he even hears a rumour of such a thing happening, that demon will not be found for a long time afterwards.

However, he isn’t overly protective. You’re in hell for a reason, and it’s not like you can be killed by anything other than an angel so he isn’t too concerned with your safety. He just doesn’t like demons touching what’s his. The only thing that does concern him regarding your safety, is that being torn apart, ‘killed’, by other demons is incredibly painful. The thought of you going through that infuriates him.

I’m sure it wouldn’t take too long for people to recognise you as someone not to mess with however, unless they want to face the Radio Demon themselves.

He doesn’t show it all that openly, but he does treasure you.

#angel dust #angel #angel dust x reader #angel x reader #husk #husker #husk x reader #alastor #radio demon #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x resder #headcanons #hh headcanons #relationship headcanons #hazbin hotel

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fantasyandromancelover · 3 years

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Dark Shadows AU Part 2

A while back I had an idea to do a Hazbin Hotel AU based off of Dark Shadows. A popular gothic soap opera from the 60's/70's about a family and their vampire ancestor as they face the supernatural. I found an author to write though when it will be written I can't say but I won't rush her. So here are some notes to get you interested.

In this Alastor plays the role as the tragic anti-villain turned hero who as a boy witnessed both his parents being brutally murdered. Witnessing this with him was his younger sister but despite the horror and heartbreak he felt at such a young age he repressed his rage and revenge for his sister's sake, choosing to put on a happy face and never get upset. But all that horror, heartbreak, and rage kept building up and up, turning into something very dangerous, something with a desire for vengeful blood shed.

As an adult he inherits his father's meat packing plant and gets a job as a radio host. A job where he met the love of his life, a young woman who dreamed of becoming a great singer and the bane of his existence, her so called friend Helsa Von Eldritch who would develop an unstable infatuation toward him.

Her "love" for Alastor is actually just a deluded desire to be better than the rich and well off. She grew up poor and was always envious of Alastor's fiance who she had a phony friendship with. In fact she only set her sights on Alastor because her friend always harbored a crush on the famous radio host. As expected she doesn't take his rejection or his engagement very well and she sets out to destroy it by practicing witchcraft.

When his fiance gets her chance to perform live she's excited but also terrified so Alastor tutors her and gives her a music box to encourage her. However Helsa to spite the innocent young woman and make her look pathetic to Alastor, uses a spell to lead the audience to boo and despise her during her performance. She also seduces the critic to write a bad review about her. Though the young singer is humiliated and heartbroken, this does nothing to change Alastor's love for her so he goes to comfort her when he finds out what happened. And to put the final nail in the coffin of cruelty, when Alastor arrives Helsa uses witchcraft to put voices in her head that tell her she's useless, pathetic, ect and that Alastor could never love a failure. Unable to bear the cruel voices screaming insults in her mind, she throws herself off a bridge. Alastor tries to stop her but he fails and she dies.

In grief stricken rage, Alastor's long repressed violent streak is let loose. He kills the critic and attempts to kill himself only to be stopped by Helsa turning him into a demon. That's when she reveals to him that she's a witch and that she's responsible for his fiance's death. He is then sealed away underneath his own house. His sister is left to go through life never knowing what happened to her big brother and leaves behind several descendants to inherit the family business and old house.

Years later Charlotte "Charlie" is a young woman who ever since childhood always been ostracized for communicating with an imaginary friend. (Actually her memories of a past life personified in the form of a ghost) So she was forced to be reclusive by her parents so she wouldn't embarrass them. Having had enough, she ran away and began searching for a home. A place to belong. Her "Friend" directs her to an add for a governess which she applies for.

She is then hired by Rosie Alastor's recent descendant to teach and look after her biological son Damian. A precocious kid with a strong fascination with the occult and the ability to speak with the dead of course no one believes him except Charlie. She hits it off with Rosie right away who she sees as a mother figure, she meets the family's hired help: Angel Dust the groundskeeper, Niffty the maid and cook, and Husk the handyman and bar tender. She bonds with Damian very quickly (Due to their ability to connect with supernatural forces) and she bonds with Rosie's foster daughter Vaggie as well. (Due to both feeling either abused or neglected by their biological families)

Shortly after Charlie's arrival her "Friend" gives her a warning that someone is coming for her. That same night Angel is attempting to dig up his drug stash which he buried in the garden and forgot where which leads to him accidentally digging up the tomb and freeing Alastor. He considers killing him but decides to keep him alive because he could provide information on the events that have passed. After getting enough information from him he introduces himself to Rosie and reveals to her that he's a demon. Although frightened at first he convinces her that despite his twisted nature he would never harm his family and only wants to restore the family business while securing a stay in his former home. She agrees but insists he tell no one who and what he really is.

So Alastor is introduced as a distant cousin with only Rosie and Angel knowing the truth. He begins using his demon powers and abilities to restore his business and eliminate anything or anyone he sees as a threat to his secret or his family. During his stay he becomes especially fond of Rosie and Damian, gains a positive reputation from the townspeople, and is quickly enamored with Charlie who he recognizes as the reincarnation of his deceased fiance. He begins charming the young governess with the intention of making her his bride again and she feels drawn to him while also recollecting her previous life.

Unfortunately Vaggie is suspicious of Alastor, thinking he's responsible for the mysterious murders that have started happening in town and tries to find proof. Then there's also Helsa who's still alive and has made herself into the rich owner of a rival business that over shadowed the one in Alastor's family. However with him making the business popular again she becomes determined to destroy the family and Charlie as she will not allow herself to go back to being lower than them as she was years ago.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #hazbin alastor #hazbin charlie #charlastor #radiobelle #darkshadows #Dark Shadows #Dark Shadows AU #Alastor x Charlie #alastor and charlie

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aquarius-stories-and-story-ideas · 4 years

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(Got this short story idea from @radiodemonstatic. On their blog, Alastor is going through a sort of 'season'. To put it simply, he's wanting to get it on (I was so tempted to word that differently. 😂). Before anyone asks, Charlie and Vaggie aren't together in this short story. This is a Vaggie x Alastor story and I don't want Vaggie cheating on Charlie. Our little muffin princess is too sweet to be cheated on.

Also, this takes place in an au I've created. To sum it up, it doesn't take place in hell and all that. Everyone is still a criminal and everything. They're still alive and in a pocket dimension called Infernis. Everyone is technically called a dark mystic, but people also call them demons because of how despicable they are. Other than that almost everything else stays the same.

Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I hope everyone enjoys this little short story.)

Vaggie sighed in boredom as she scrolled through social media on her phone. There wasn't much to do today. Then again, there wasn't much to do around the Happy Hotel, to begin with since Angel is the only guest.

So, here she was. Sitting at the stupid bar with Husk, who was drinking as usual. While she still hated the fact that alcohol was in the hotel, she let it be. Besides, Charlie seemed to think it was a great idea.

When she got to a post featuring an imp she stopped and looked at it. It was another post from that guy who owned some hit-man business. She couldn't remember what the name of his business was right now. But, he always would gush about his adopted daughter and how wonderful his employees are. If it weren't for the fact that he operated such a gross business, she'd think he was sweet.

As she continued to surf the web she noticed Charlie plop down on the seat next to her. She drummed her fingers on her thigh nervously and glanced at the moth-like girl every so often. After a bit, Vaggie spoke up. "Spill. What's bothering you."

With that said the princess turned to face her and immediately spilled what was on her mind. "It's Alastor! He's been acting super weird lately. I tried talking to him, but he won't budge. He's been getting pale, his radio static has been increasing, and his antlers are growing! If it were just his antlers I wouldn't think something was wrong. But, I know there is! Not to mention he's been avoiding us and hasn't been eating. That's not like him at all! Everyone knows he's a foodie. I think he's sick!"

Vaggie looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Alastor get sick? I suppose that's a possibility. But, are you sure it's that? He could be going through a rough patch in his work or something. I've noticed his antlers sometimes grow when he gets angry. Maybe one of his deals backfired on him and he's pissy about it."

Charlie shook her head. "No. It's not that. If it was that he wouldn't be acting this way. Dad once told me he's seen deals backfire on deal makers before. They tend to go ballistic or something along those lines. I don't think he'd act this way if that happened to him. Maybe you could try talking to him."

This caused her to blink in surprise. "Me? Why ask me to talk to that shit lord? Whatever is bothering him is none of our business. If he doesn't want to talk about it then we shouldn't bother him. Besides, if anyone should talk to him it's Niffty and Husk."

"Like hell, I would. Same goes for Niffty." Said Husk. "I'd leave him alone if I were you."

"But, what if something is wrong with him." Countered Charlie. "We're his friends and he's a member of the Happy Hotel. We must help him if he's suffering." She turned back to Vaggie. "Maybe you can get him to tell you what's wrong with him." She gave her puppy dog eyes. "Talk to him. Pretty please with sugar on top."

Said girl stared at her before sighing heavily. "Fine. I'll talk to the ass-hole. Don't expect me to get far, though."

Charlie beamed. "Great!" She grabbed Vaggie, pulling her out of her seat, and began pushing her towards the stairs. "What are you waiting for? Get going!"

"Wait! You want me to talk to him now?!"

"Of course. The sooner, the better."

Taking into consideration Charlie's stubborn attitude, Vaggie knew it was pointless to protest and put her phone away. "Alright. Alright. I'll talk to him. Just don't expect me to find out what's going on."

With that said Charlie stopped pushing her and Vaggie trotted up the stairs to find Alastor. Honesty, why was Charlie so insistent on finding out what was wrong with him? He didn't want to talk about it. It seems this was one of the times the princess was sticking her nose in something she didn't need to.

But, honestly, Vaggie was worried about him too. She would never admit it, but she was. Just like she would never admit she fancied him as well. It was rare a boy caught her eye. So, it was always a big deal to her if one did.

She crossed her arms as her thoughts went to the Radio Demon. From the moment she saw him and the way he spoke to her as she pointed her spear at him she knew there was something about him. While she didn't appreciate him pushing her around like a rag doll and smacking her bottom, she still found herself drawn to him and wanted him to notice her.

Vaggie stopped and let out a humorless laugh. The chances of him noticing her were well below zero. He was a powerful overlord and she was a nobody who happens to be best friends with the crowned princess. Not to mention he's made it painfully obvious he could care less about her. Their first meeting was a prime example. There was no way-

A harsh sneeze nearby broke her out of her thoughts and made her jump. That caught her completely off guard. Not to mention she thought she was alone. Who was that?

She peeked around the corner to see a familiar red-clad man turn the corner on the other side of the hallway. There was no mistaking it. It was Alastor. Without waiting another second Vaggie scurried down the hallway and turned to catch up with Alastor.

However, he was nowhere to be found. He wasn't even in the hallway behind her. If he was walking, then he wouldn't have made his way down the hallway that fast. If he ran then she would've heard him.

"Shit lord must've teleported." She muttered to herself. "He makes everything difficult, doesn't he?"

As she turned around she was met with the sight of Alastor’s shadow on the wall. It was staring at her as if it was trying to read her soul. She nervously fidgeted under its piercing gaze. After a moment she decided to try to speak to it. "Um. You wouldn't happen to know where Alastor is and what's bothering him, would you?"

All the shadow did was stare at her for a few more seconds before disappearing. Vaggie sighed. Figures. Now she had to go back to hunting him down. With how big the hotel was, it was going to be a challenge. But, how hard was it going to be to find the Radio Demon? After all, he was hard to miss. It shouldn't be too much of a hassle to find him, right?

Wrong! Oh so wrong. Vaggie scoured the hotel bottom to top and there was no sign of him! The moth-like girl was covered in a thin layer of sweat and fuming. She's spent all late afternoon and early evening looking for him with no luck. She was beginning to wonder if he was in the hotel in the first place.

With nowhere else to look she made her way back to the first floor, determined to find out where he was. As she passed by the library she noticed the light was on. Huh. The only person who would be in there at this late hour was Charlie. Might as well tell her she couldn't find Alastor.

She opened the door and began speaking. "Hey, Charlie. I couldn't find Alastor. I don't think he's-"

She stopped herself when she saw that it wasn't Charlie occupying the room. What she saw took her by surprise. There, laying on the couch asleep with an open book on his chest, was Alastor.

This was something Vaggie thought she would never see. The Radio Demon sleeping. While she knew he had to sleep, she never thought she would see him in such a vulnerable state. Let alone be in the same room as him when that happened.

Deciding to push her luck, she quietly walked up to him. His head rested on the armrest, probably so his antlers wouldn't poke the couch, and the radio static that usually sounded around him was almost muted.

He looked so beautiful and peaceful as he slept. A light blush formed on her cheeks as she admired him. To see him in such a beautiful and vulnerable state was a once in a lifetime opportunity. If she didn't think it would wake him up, she would've snapped a picture of him with her phone.

Lightly shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she focused on her original task. Finding out what was wrong with him. She didn't want to wake him up, so she decided to see if he was running a fever. He did look pale. So, might as well see if Charlie was right thinking he's sick.

As carefully as she could be, she gently placed the back of her hand on his forehead. Upon feeling his temperature she removed her hand and her eyebrows scrunched up in concern.

"He's burning up." She muttered to herself. "Charlie was right."

Well, she couldn't just leave him there knowing he was running a fever. If he wouldn't take care of himself then she would! First things first, get him more comfortable.

She carefully picked up the book that was laying on him and placed it on a small table that was next to the couch. With that done she gently lifted his head and placed a pillow she had found on a chair under his head. She even took off his monocle and placed it in the breast pocket of his jacket. Now that he looked more comfortable, it was time she brought his fever down.

The moth-like girl scurried out of the library and all but ran into the kitchen, almost running into Angel Dust in the process. She immediately grabbed a bowl, threw some ice in it, and began filling it with cold water.

As she waited for the bowl to fill up Angel walked up to her. "What's got you in a tizzy? Did something happen?"

Her eye twitched in annoyance. "It's nothing for you to worry about. I've got everything covered."

"Does it have to do with Smiles? Charlie said you were looking for him. Come on, spill. What's up?"

All Vaggie did was huff as she shut off the water. "I've already told you it's none of your concern."

With the bowl of ice water ready she grabbed a tray and placed it on it. After that she snagged two clean washcloths they kept in the kitchen. One to use to bring down the fever and the other just in case she needed it.

After a brief moment of thinking, she snagged a glass, dropped some ice cubes in it, and filled it with the water they had in the water filter. She even put a straw in it. As she worked Angel watched her with a raised eyebrow. "Is he sick?"

When Vaggie didn't say anything a knowing smile broke out on his face. "He is, isn't he? I can help out too. Give me a few minutes to squeeze into my nurses uniform. He'll be feeling better in no time with me around."

Angel jumped when Vaggie slammed the glass of ice water onto the tray. She gave him a stern look and marched right up to him. "Listen to me. The last thing Alastor needs is you bugging him. All you're going to do is stress him out and that's one of the last things he needs right now. What he needs is proper love, care, and attention. Peace and quiet is something he desperately needs as well. So, shut up, leave him alone, and let me take care of him."

Angel listened to her and raised an eyebrow while smirking. "Proper love?"

Vaggies eyes widened in shock and her face turned bright red. Shit! She didn't even realize she said that! She almost sputtered something but decided against it. She grabbed the tray with a huff and pushed past him. Before she exited the kitchen she glanced at him. "I mean it, Angel. Stay away from him right now and let me take care of him."

Before he could respond Vaggie left. She quickly made her way back to the library and quieted her steps as to not wake him. She placed the tray on the table and looked at him. His fever wasn't going to go down all the way if he had on all those layers.

As carefully as she could, she began unbuttoning his suit jacket. As she did that her eyes were trained on his beautiful face. When that was done she unbuttoned his waistcoat. When he stirred for a moment she froze. Upon him settling back down, she finished undoing the last buttons. She decided to leave his dress shirt and bowtie alone so he wouldn't think she was trying to take advantage of him. Covering him with a blanket crossed her mind, but all that would do is make him warm and more heat was the last thing he needed.

She spread out his jacket and waistcoat so more heat could escape. With that done, she took one of the washcloths and dipped it in the ice water bowl. After squeezing out the excess water she folded it and gently placed it on his forehead. While Alastor stirred once again, he didn't wake up.

Vaggie took her chances and gently placed a hand on his soft red locks. His hair was so soft and silky. The feeling made her smile. "Don't worry, hun." She softly said. "I'm here now and I'm going to take care of you. You have nothing to worry about."

She blinked in surprise when he leaned into her touch. Alastor, a man who despises being touched, was actually leaning into hers in his sleep! A blush formed on her cheeks and she smiled a bit more. The feeling of butterflies formed in her stomach. She was so glad it was just the two of them in the room.

As gently, and carefully, as she could she placed a light kiss on his cheek. While her lips barely touched his hot skin, she still watched him in case she unintentionally woke him up. When he didn't she grinned as her blush increased.

After a moment she pulled her hand away and snagged the book he was reading. With nothing else to do right now, she might as well read to pass the time. She'd check on him in a few minutes.

After a short while, Vaggie got up and felt of his washcloth. It was already warm. She gently took it off and re-wet it. As she squeezed the extra water out and placed it back on his forehead Alastors eyes fluttered open. He shifted a bit before his sights fell on her. "Vaggie? What are you doing?"

She gave him a soft smile. "I'm bringing your fever down. Don't worry, I'm right here. You just lay there and relax."

He blinked owlishly at her before sitting up and taking off the washcloth. "As much as I appreciate your concern, I can assure you I'm fine. I'm not sick if that's what you were thinking."

Before he could make a move to stand up Vaggie popped in front of him. A stern look was on her face. "Oh, no you don't. You lay right back down and let me tend to you. You're burning up and need to rest."

He reached up to adjust his monocle. "Darling, I assure you I'm-"

He cut himself off when he didn't feel it. Blinking in surprise, he looked down at himself to see his jacket and waistcoat undone and his monocle in the breast pocket of his jacket. A tinge of red spread across his face and his grip on the couch tightened. "Vaggie. Mind explaining to me why I'm half-dressed?"

"I unbuttoned them so more heat could escape. Your fever isn't going to come down if you have on that many layers."

His smile tightened and his grip on the couch grew. His voice was strained as he spoke. "I would appreciate it if you left. I don't want to be around anyone right now."

She gave him a look that clearly said she wouldn't. "Alastor, I'm not going to leave you. Stop being stupid and stubborn and let me help you. You're sick and it's obvious you're not going to take care of yourself. So, I'm going to do that for you."

She leaned in and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Now, please lay back-"

She was cut off when Alastor suddenly grabbed her. Before she knew it, he slammed her onto the couch and got on his hands and knees above her. He pinned her hands down above her head and his smile was reaching its limits. Even his radio static increased.

She was about to say something when she saw the look on his face. It was predatory. He was looking at her as if she was prey. This caused her to shut up and break out in a cold sweat as fear coursed through her.

He let go of one of her hands and gently ran his now free hand down her cheek. "My dear Vaggie, how beautiful you look." He then grabbed her face. "How divine you smell as well."

Vaggie said nothing and stayed perfectly still as she stared up at him with panic-filled eyes. As he leaned in closer to her, she thought he was going to eat her. But, as he got closer it looked like he was going to kiss her instead.

Her entire face turned bright red and her heart started pounding. He was going to kiss her. Alastor, the Radio Demon and the man she fancied, was going to kiss her!

However, right before his lips touched hers he pulled away. He avoided eye contact as he got off of her. He picked up the wet washcloth that had fallen onto the floor and placed it on the tray. As he spoke he kept his back to her. "I can assure you I'm not sick, my dear. For your safety, and everyone else's, please leave me alone."

With that said Alastor left the library. After a moment Vaggie sat up and stared at the closed doors. Her face was still red and her heart continued to pound. What just happened? Not only did he almost kiss her, but the way he was acting wasn't like him at all. What in blue blazes was going on with him?

#hazbin hotel #vaggastor #vaggie x alastor #short story #if anyone wants to make fan art of this they can #a comic is good too #just tag me on it please #I had a lot of fun writing this #especially the fluffy/mushy parts #I love fluff

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