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candied-peach · 2 years

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My head is stuck in a hole of Hazbin Hotel (like an ostrich with it's head in the ground, feeling vibrations of the outside world but I like this head-shaped hole I've made-) and so I'm not able to really think of any Sanders Sides prompts for you

BUT I do wanna congratulate you on 500 Sanders Sides fanfics! (I'm rounding up)

That's craziness. That's so many words, using these characters in so many different scenarios to bring free entertainment to the internet.

Your like... a street performer. Super talented and in need of more recognition. I would hug you if I could, because this is an awesome achievement. Especially after the trials and issues you've had in-between that have slowed you down, burnt you out and the bad thoughts that you have and haven't talked about on here.

Literally 500 stories made to help people feel validated, like they're not alone in their problems and emotions. That's so good!? Really! 500 stories that help people!

And also funny boy goofs and angsty mcangst- but those help too! I just skfjrjefjhfjsks

I wanna hug ya.

Proud of ya Peach.

Idk if you see it as a big deal, but I know I do. It shows how awesome of a writer you are.

😎🥰😘❤️💙💛💚💜

Keep doin you friendo 💞

oh remy, this is so incredibly sweet of you! 🥺🥰 it means so, so much to me for you to say all of this and acknowledge how many stories i've written, because i love sanders sides so much, and i love writing stories to help people, it makes me so happy when i get comments about people liking my stories or feeling better because of something i've written. sometimes i feel like they're not that important because they're just oneshots or short for the most part, but then i get that one comment... i'm just...i'm sat here happy crying because this is so, so kind of you, and it's giving me so many emotions. thank you so much for this, it means the world to me, and you've made my entire month, if not my year. 💖💖💖

#📨#willowaudreykeyes #friend!!#absolute fave #thank you so much #also i totally understand the hazbin hotel ostriching lmao #also also i'm so so close i only have to write 4 more stories!#and i have 3 prompts! :D #i feel like the 500th fic should be special but i'm not sure how yet

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surohsopsisofclouds · 2 years

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<3 enjoy!

Didn't see this till just now but yes we did <3

#suroh answers #moon rambles #willowaudreykeyes

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nixie-writes · 2 years

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Hahahaha- meets you two days ago, now openly shares entire OC background and destroys thumbs at 1am because you asked and I got happy and had flappy hands

*anxiety now exists again*

😂✌️

hand flappies are, indeed, very cute and I approve. "Young child! How dare you be awake at 1am! Get your butt to bed and sleep!" - me if I was a hypocrite and older than you and didn't use the word ass in every three sentences Is there a term for anti-stanning something?? Like you dislike something so much that you refuse to even acknowledge it. Asking because I've chosen to anti-stan your anxiety and anxiety as a whole. I hope that anxiety has a pain tolerance it's about to get the hell beat out of it. Suplex time.

#willowaudreykeyes #tw cursing #oh shit it's an ask

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grouptalekindnesssoul · 1 year

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0o0 IT’S YOUR B'DAY!?!?!?HAPPY DAY OF LIVING FRIENDO!!!Best day. Day of awesome person to arrive onto Earth. 10/10 would celebrate every year for frand ^-^

Thank you so much Remy!!!! I appreciate you :D

#willowaudreykeyes #frend!!!!

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selineram3421 · 4 months

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Alastor's Rut Headcanons🦌

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Alastor X Reader

Warnings ⚠

⚠ its that time of the year and Alastor hates it, implied/suggestive, violence🔪, kisses ⚠

Alastor was in rut.

It was an uncomfortable part of his deer half that he had not accepted. He usually spent this time indoors or a radio broadcast slaughter to take his mind off it.

The problem is that this year it was different. Persistent.

He had a significant other.

They were the sweetest and deadliest thing. A demon that had started working in the hotel recently, with a good taste in music and food.

Rosie also favored them when he introduced the two.

He noticed himself become more possessive when other demons were too close to them. Or if some filthy scum would stare too long.

Then his antlers were itchy.

He had to rub his antlers against a tree to get rid of the feeling. (In the dead of night, somewhere far away from others. Satan forbid if anyone saw him.)

Having been a hunter, he knew what this meant..

There would be problems if anyone were to so much as touch his mate partner.

He'll let his love know about the rut. Mostly for their safety and know that its deer instinct.

During this time, he picked up a few habits. Like making sure his love was well fed, needs taken care of, and showered with gifts.

He already does that but its taken up a notch.

And he's more affectionate, physically that is. More kisses or hand holding PDA wise to steer off any rivals demons.

Almost killing Angel (When isn't he?) when the spider demon got too close to his partner.

Almost kills a few others too. And at some point he's basically sent home until he feels normal again.

You go with him because you're worried.

This leads to more intimate activities.

Of course he's doing his best to not go too far. Mostly kisses and gentle caresses.

Though there is one time that he needs relief of some kind..

I'll just let you imagine that bit.

Its around December that he starts to feel slightly better.

Let's his partner know that he's not comfortable during rut and thanks them for staying by his side. (Also apologizing if he made them uncomfortable.)

Its February when he finally feels normal again.

*scrolling through deer facts* Huh ok.

~Seline, the person.

Taglist@

@willowaudreykeyes @scary-noodlesblog @ducky-died-inside @c4rved-pumpk1n @stolas-thebirb @biromanticboba @kiraisastay @lbcreations-blog @pooplyface1423 @+?

ML for Alastor🎙

#alastor x reader #gn reader #x reader #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon #headcanons #implied/suggestive #i had to read a hunter's guide for this and it was so weird

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ambersky0319 · 5 months

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WIP Tag Game

Tagged by @hihopelessromantics! Thank you so so much for the tag!!

I had so many WIPs and didn't wanna limit myself to any category so made a new post 😅

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I'm gonna start off with some no pressure tags: @willowaudreykeyes @hdgnj @valewright67 @tacochippy @animalarte @writing-is-a-martial-art and anyone else who wants to do this! ^^

Fanfics above the cut, original works below ^^

Fanfics

NNT

Eternal (1 Planning, 1 Scrapped Scene, Chapters 1-24)

The 3,000 Year Constant (1 Plan, Chapter 1)

Geldris Day Fic 2

Goddess Elizabeth and Meliodas

A Treasure - Zeldris and Meliodas and Elizabeth

Digging A Little Deeper - Meliodas and Diane

I Don't Like You - Zeldris/Gelda

Not Breaking the Rules... Technically - Elizabeth-centric

Rightfully Angry - Meliodas and Zeldris

Zeldris-centric ANGST

Stardew Valley

Maru & Sebastian (Request)

Elliott/Sebastian - TBN (Request)

AUGTIYL

1. One Too Many Late Nights, Last Call

2. Meeting Everyone

3. Friday at the Saloon

4. Elliott Meets Krobus

5. Family Reunion

Worry - Sam/Farmer

Other

Zoo (Show) Rewrite

3rd Life - Grian and Scar

3rd Life - Bdubs and Cleo

3rd Life - Impulse and Skizz

3rd Life - Jimmy and Scott

3rd Life - Red Army

Original Works

Soulmate Reject Story

Cinomed Chronicles (Six Worlds)

3 Planning Docs

2 Worldbuilding Docs

Cinomed Chronicles (Two Worlds)

2 Planning Docs

"Go visit her."

A Very Rough Night

Aftermath

Alternate Throne Room Scene

Angel's Start

Blep

Booopity boop

Celebrations

Darling

Dealing with Idiots

Dire Circumstances

Fallen Angel

Help

Her Memories

Hidden Wings

Holidays with the Sydneys

Honorable

Introduction of Leona maybe

Lazy Day

Long Night

Medical Center Scene

Miss Most

Promise me something?

Rando Short

Random Short

Short Story - Family Field Trip

Something Wrong

Starting to Cope

Titles?? In this household?

Unease

Untitled

3 Untitled Documents

Vic???

Want

Wedding Day

What Makes You Beautiful

You Need To

At Long Last

1 New Chapter, 2 Old Chapters

Not of This World

Chapters 1-5, Chapter 12

The Prince's Guard (Scrapped)

1 Planning Doc

Chapters 1-4

#tag game #ask game #ask game: WIPs

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lovely-ell · 2 years

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Alastor & Reader - Take A Breath

A/N: Hello lovelies! This was requested by @willowaudreykeyes and I hope they enjoy this piece. This is basically Alastor & Overworked Reader, or at least that is how I envision it. I can relate to this on a personal level, and I hope this can bring comfort to those who find it! Considering this is only my second piece, I am of course nervous about writing but I hope you find it entertaining! If you have any feedback, do let me know! I appreciate it more than you know!

Synopsis: As one of Alastor’s close friend’s, they have been helping out at the hotel for some time. As they do not have as intimidating a reputation as the Radio Demon, Charlie has tasked them with some more gentle and personal tasks. In addition to their regular hotel work, it becomes extremely taxing on them until they just break one day. Alastor helps them get through it and offers a listening ear.

Warnings: Mentions of overworking/burnout, definitely some angst and a bit of swearing. Slight mentions of therapy/rehab and sleep deprivation. A bit of self loathing. Anxiety/panic attacks are referenced, some cruel jokes made by Angel. Mostly platonic but some intimacy if you squint.

Fanart: I couldn’t find the person, if you find them please let me know!

I wished the days would just get easier or stop altogether. It was exhausting. I hated it. The hotel itself wasn’t that bad, but working for Mr. Radio Demon made it grueling. If there was one thing that me and him could agree on, though, was that the whole “rehabilitation and going to heaven” thing wasn’t gonna work out. Simply put, we had our chance, we fucked it up, and we end up down here. No point in trying to redeem ourselves when we’re already in hell and had countless opportunities on Earth. Regardless, as much as me and him see it as futile, I still worked at the damned hotel.

Charlie, for some unknown reason, took more of a liking to me than my boss. Could be the fact that I don’t have posters plastered everywhere about myself and my achievements as a powerful demon, but who knows. For this reason, she has given me (another demon, who is in hell for a reason) the task of creating the rehab programs and hosting 75% of the therapy sessions. The only responsibility I didn’t have constantly was cooking. Me, Angel Dust, and Alastor rotated the meals per the week. This was Alastor’s week, and he was making his famous Jambalya.

As he carried the platter of food to the table, the scent wafted through the air with a comforting notion. I had offered to help him, but he insisted that since it was his week, he would do it. Did seem as though he greatly appreciated the offer, I will say.

“Thank you so much for cooking, Alastor! This is delicious”, Hell’s princess shouted from one head of the table to the other. “Oh it was really no problem, do enjoy!”, laughed the infamous overlord, taking great credit for his cooking. I have no shame in admitting that he is the best cook of all of us. At least, generally. Angel makes the best Italian food though.

Alastor turned towards me, two chairs to his right, “I suppose we should get straight to business, shall we?”. We usually start with how the front desk went, and today was my day. I guess I had just gotten the worst day to be on the 5am - 5pm job, as we had gotten many walk-ins, but none of them checked in.

“How did your shift go, Y/N?”, he questioned, attracting the gaze of all the other demons at the table. Satan, how did he always gather so much attention?

“Well, not great…” I solemnly spoke, my eyes averting away from their stares. Even still, I could sense Charlie’s frown and Vaggie’s look disappointment in my sleep. “Oh…well how many checked in?”, she said, trying to establish some form of hope in this hopeless hotel.

“None. We had 6 walk-ins but none of them stayed after I explained the rules.”, my fingers scratched my scalp in frustration as I looked down. The dining hall fell silent for what seemed like an eternity, until the spider stripper finally spoke.

He playfully kicked my shin, “Well damn toots! Whad’ya do this time?”. I heard a few half-hearted giggles from across the table, my eyes beginning to burn. I started to scratch my head harder, not that I had any nails that could do any damage, since I had bit them too short

I tried to contain my anger, not uttering a word. I looked to my right and shot him a glare, the atmosphere getting tenser by the second. Just by that stupid grin on his face I could tell he was getting a kick out of this. “Cat got ya tongue? Eh, oh well. I’d say I’d kill ya but Ms. Princess can do that herself!”, he cackled at the table, nearly falling out of his chair. I rubbed my temples, trying hard to contain myself. Satan, he was funny sometimes but he could be annoying as all hell at others.

I abruptly stood from my chair, knuckles turning white from the strength in which I held my fist. I turned around and left through the back door, undoubtedly getting glares and confused stares.

I took a few laps around the hotel, then settled on the front stairs. I wanted to pull my hair out. Anything to distract me from my thoughts. I had so much paper work to complete, so early it was due. My chest felt heavy as I struggled to take a full breath. I couldn’t see as well and my hearing was muffled. My head spinned with deadlines and the threat of reprimand. Reprimand for something I clearly deserved it for. I was the most emotionally healthy besides Charlie in the entire hotel. It’s supposed to be my job to-

“Take a breath, Y/N”, a voice spoke from behind me. I covered my ears with my hands, hoping to make it all stop. My hands were gingerly pried off of my ears one at a time with gentle claws. “Shh…breathe in my dear”, it spoke again, now creating soothing circles on my back as my head was between my knees. I tried to follow it’s instructions, but I couldn’t manage. “God, why can’t I do anything right!”

It stopped rubbing my back, and it shifted up to my chin. With one claw, it carefully lifted my head so I could see it. It was Alastor. Why was he here? “Sweetheart, it’s alright to not be perfect. We are in hell, after all”, the demon spoke, moving the loose strands of hair away from my teary eyes. My face crashed back into my knees, muffled sobs escaping my lips. I heard his shoes click to my side, and stop with a slight thud. He stroked my hair in an attempt to soothe me.

“Shh…breathe sweetheart, breathe in deeply…”, the overlord spoke, still running his fingers through my h/c locks. After a few minutes, I finally was able to take a deep breath, “Good darling, now try to hold it for me. It’s alright if you can’t”. I held it until he gave the command to let it go, and I did. After that my breathing slowly but surely slowed on its own once more. “Great job my dear, but we really must have a chat if that’s alright”, Alastor questioned, waiting for my approval. I internally groaned, “What, do you need me to work an extra shift tonight?”, I answered with my own question.

“Work? My dear you can’t be serious!��, he said to me, taking my hand in his. “Let’s head to my room, shall we? It would most likely be better to talk of such topics there”. For once in my life I think I may have seen his smile falter

I followed him up the outside emergency stairs, entering his room not moments after getting inside. The Radio Demon motioned towards his bed where I soon sat, him locking the door behind us.

He sat on the bed, averting his gaze for a moment before asking me, “Since there is quite no other way to ask this, I’ll get to it. What is going on Y/N?”. I froze, my thoughts racing. Did I do something wrong? Forget to fill something out? “Al, what did I miss? I thought I did everything that was due?”

“No, no no! Not work! Get work out of that silly little head of yours!”, he said exasperatedly, tapping his nail on the top of my skull. “What is wrong with you, as in why did you abruptly leave dinner to be found sitting on the hotel steps, in the dark, hyperventilating?”, he shifted his body towards me, resting a hand on my shoulder. “I…I’m not sure…”, I answered truthfully, I still don’t know quitewhat happened.

“I can tell you exactly what happened”, he spoke to me. I turned my head up in interest, and he continued. “Charlie has given you some emotionally and mentally taxing jobs in addition to regular hotel tasks, due to your unnaturally friendly behavior in Hell”, the demon said, crossing his arms. “And since you don’t know how to say no, you willfully took all of these tasks and are now overworked and burnt out”, Alastor said, almost in a way a parent would scold their child, but with more care and concern in his tone. Burnt out…that sounded exactly how I felt.

“But who else is going to do it…?”, I lowered my head, not daring to look into his eyes. He once again lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look into them. “I’m not sure, but you shouldn’t have to do it all on your own”, he said sternly, but he seemed to have more to say. “You can’t do this to yourself, Y/N. I may be your employer, but I do care for you. And that is why I’m having you take a mandatory 2-week break!”, cheerily he exclaimed, as if it was a cause for celebration.

“Alastor! Who is going to do all of my work while I’m on break! I can’t do that!”, I yelled desperately, in hopes of finding someway to could convince him. “No buts! It starts this evening, right now! I will have the work divided between the hotel, but please, do get some rest my dear”, he said, before lifting himself off of the bed, and beginning to leave. I felt something deflate within me, and wanted to make one final, yet absurd request.

“Wait, Alastor?”

“Yes darling?”

“You don’t have to but..”

“But what?”

“May I have a hug, please?”

“…I suppose one wouldn’t kill me again”, Al said as he walked over, enveloping me in his arms. I sunk into his shoulder, a restful slumber finally falling upon me.

#Alastor comfort #hazbin hotel #alastor #charlie morningstar #vaggie #angel dust #overworked #anxiety attack #writingissoscaryomfg #Hazbin hotel comfort #angst #comfort #fluff #couldbecringeybutohwell

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isuckatwritingsobenice · 2 years

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Touch of Glass ch.10

A/n: Oh my goodness guys! CHAPTER 10?! I didn't think we'd get this far. I love this story so much and I'm glad you all love it just as much as I do. I know these past few chapters have been a bit shorter, but to make up for it we have this lovely chapter that will end us off with a short break. ( Or until I write for this story again, which won't be long.) I want to give the chapters some time to settle in and I don't to bombard you guys with chapters. If your new here, hello! This story started from this random idea I had one day and apparently people wanted it to be a story, so the prologue was written and here we are. All the chapters are listed on my masterlist, as well as other related stories! Feel free to comment if you want to be tagged for future chapters that will be released in this series. I won't keep you all waiting anymore, happy reading!

Masterlist

chapter 9

Touch of Glass, Act ll, prologue

tags: @willowaudreykeyes @saltofsaints

Heart Wrenching

" We've gotten this far, I don't see the need to stop." I responded, before Alastor's head shot up.

" Really?" He asked, his eyes lighting up with joy. I smiled and nodded, laughing.

" Of course." I said, before he smiled wide, wrapping his arms around me, spinning me around. I laughed as he smiled, saying 'thank you, thank you' over and over.

" We should celebrate! We should eat the cake with our hands." He said wiggling his fingers as I laughed, before he pulled me into a hug. " Or we could get a lot if mini cakes, cupcakes!" He said as we rocked back and forth, as he went on about all the things we could eat to celebrate.

" Maybe we should just finish the cake we made. We don't want it to just sit there." I said, before he smiled and nodded. However, before we could make our way to the kitchen, the bell rang. " Who could it be now?" I wondered, before Alastor walked over to the door, as I followed behind him. We made our way down a long hall, leading to the door at the front of the house. Alastor opened the door, revealing Peter standing there.

" Hello! How can I help you sir?" Alastor asked, before Peter looked to me, before pulling a letter from behind him.

" I am Miss L/n's personal bodyguard. I'm in charge of knowing where she is at all times, if these requirements are not met her mother will send a train ticket back to-" I cut Peter off, stepping between the two. Quickly, the air became tense. Both seemed to be glaring at each other, hard.

" My mother will force me to go back home if I'm not with Peter. I thought father said it was alright for you to stay behind?" I asked, turning to face Peter, standing in front of Alastor.

" Yes, he did say that, however, your mother caught wind of the murders happening in the area. She wants you with me, or in your father's watch." Peter informed me, before I took the letter from him, before opening it.

"Dear Y/n,

Hello dear! I miss you so much! How's New Orleans? Is your father still the bastard he used to be? Goodness, I can only imagine the heat that's torturing you over there. Remember, if you want to come back home all you need to do is ask and I'll send you the ticket as soon as possible. Now I wanted to ask you, I heard there was a serial killer on the loose over there, god what a psycho. Be careful, and stay with Peter. I don't need my only daughter being murdered. I hope you've been sketching designs like I asked. That is why your there after all. How is everyone? I might hate your father, but his family is tolerable. Martha? Molly? What about Charles? Is he still around? If you don't know who that is, then no he isn't around. I would call you if I could, but I've been so busy with designs for the fall collection this year I feel like my head is going to burst! I'll leave you to it now, write me back as soon as you can. I miss you!

Love,

Mom"

I read, before Peter nodded.

" Your father sent me to take you home. Come now, get your belongings and let's head out. We don't want you to over stay your welcome." Peter said, before I sighed and nodded. Of course he would tell my mother about the murders. Alastor stopped me from walking to get my things, instead getting highly defensive.

" If she doesn't want to leave then she doesn't need too. I can take her home if it's such an issue. I'm sure Wallace won't mind." Alastor said, before I turned to look at Peter who was clenching his jaw tightly.

" Don't you know how highly inappropriate it is for a man and a woman to be alone together for so long? Her mother is simply worried about her, I need to ease her worries by taking Miss Y/n home where she is safe. Not with an uncharted imbecile like you." Peter said, before he grabbed my wrist and tore me out of the doorway, walking down the steps at the front of the house, and leading me to his car.

" Peter! Let me go! I was having a good time!" I said, before I turned to see Alastor standing in the door way, a smile on his face, stretching ear to ear, and though it looked forced, I wished he was a little sad to see me go. Peter flung open the passenger door, and sat me inside, as I tried my best to free myself. He slammed the door shut before clicking the keys and locking me in. I tried to pry the lock open from inside the car, however the challenge was much greater than I anticipated. I huffed, giving up, and watching as Peter walked back up the stairs to Alastor who was still standing in the doorway with that smile. The two seemed to be talking, however, they weren't angry, from what I could see. They seemed strangely calm.

Peter's POV

" You stay away from her." I said, walking to him. He grinned, his eyes dark.

" What makes you think I'll listen to you? I happen to think she likes spending time with me. Maybe the worried one, is you?" Mr.Lucian said, looking to me with a sly smirk. This bastard.

" The letter was written by her mother, I would never go to such lengths to take Miss Y/n from someone she enjoys." I stated, clenching my fists.

" Really? It seems you quite literally, have done just that. What a shame, to let jealousy control you like that. You haven't even given me a chance to make a good impression." Mr.Lucian laughed, pulling out a box of cigarettes from his back pocket. He then, pulled out a box of matches from his shirt pocket, before taking a cigarette out and lighting the match, then lighting the cigarette.

" A good impression? You've been highly disrespectful just by smoking in front of someone. I can't believe people think of you as some great person. Look at you." I said, before spitting on the ground, right next to his shoe. He stopped, his eye begging to twitch, before he removed the cigarette from his mouth, before dropping it, and stepping on my foot. " OW!" I said, pulling my foot back, before Alastor picked up the cigarette, which was still hot, with a small flame. He grabbed my hand, pulling my sleeve up quickly, before putting the cigarette out on my wrist.

" Now you listen to me and you listen to me good you little prick. I've already been given permission from your little boss, that precious girl you just threw into your car, to court her like the gentlemen I truly am. If you'd like for me to break that persona, it can start with your body beaten on my front lawn. How does that sound, hm 'Peter'?" Mr.Lucian said, before pressing the cigarette further into my wrist. " Oh, my apologies, was that the right name? Since I'm an uncharted imbecile" He said again, pressing the cigarette further into my wrist. I pulled my wrist away harshly, before Mr. Lucian dropped the cigarette, and stepped on it, moving his foot a bit to ensure it was put out efficiently.

" You, you are mad." I said panting, and holding my wrists. Just then, we both turned around to the sound of loud muffled banging.

" That's her." Mr. Lucian said, before he leaned in close to me. " Act normal, or I'll be sure to have you gutted by the morning." Alastor said, before I turned to face him, and getting closer.

" Don't be so sure that you're the only one who knows how to kill someone." I said, before I began to walk away. This meeting had gone on long enough. I needed to attend Miss Y/n.

" At least we know one of us can get away with it." He said, the slyness in his tone making my jaw clench. I walked back to the car, unlocking the doors so I could get in, before opening my door and getting into the car.

" What happened?" Y/n asked.'

Readers POV

" What happened?" I asked, before Peter huffed and put the key in the engine.

" Nothing, let's just get you home." He said, before he turned to face me with a soft, comforting smile. I sighed and nodded, finally giving up. I'd have to trust him on this one.

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" Welcome back Y/n!" Aunt Molly said as I walked into the dining room. She smiled and threw her arms around me in a hug. " How was your day?" She asked, before she pulled away from me. It was then I looked towards the table to see lots of papers scattered around, varying from names to food and chefs as well as colors.

" Hello Aunt Molly. What's all this?" I asked as I returned the hug to her.

" It's preparation's for Janice's wedding." She said, before picking up a list of names, which was about four pages long. " We have a lot of people to invite. But this is gonna be exciting!" Aunt Molly said, handing me a stack of papers. Charles was across from Aunt Molly, sitting in a chair with a pen in hand as he began looking over forms.

" He's been sitting there for hours. The maids have brought him about seven cups of coffee." Aunt Molly said with a laugh. I smiled before taking a seat beside Aunt Molly. I took a look at the papers she had handed to me and smiled, the front page was labeled ' Maid of Honor.' The pages were clipped together, and as I flipped through them, I realized Janice's wedding seemed to be more of a ball than anything. The preparations and everything I was being briefed on in this packet with everyone else’s roles seemed to be a lot on its own. As I read the requirements for maid of honor and what I would be doing a voice pulled me from my thoughts.

“ Oh, she’s back.” Almarice said, walking into the dining room with a huff. Aunt Molly gave Almarice a look before rolling her eyes. Almarice sat down next to Charles.

“ Everyone. We have news.” My father said smiling as he walked into the dining room, while to my suprise, Vox and Valentino followed behind him. The two looked to me, before they shared a look and grinned at each other.

#alastor #alastor x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin demon #hazbin vox #hazbin vaggie #hazbin hotel rosie

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