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Curiosity.

Wanna know the funny part? Lucifer can't even make fun of him for this because he's the one with the most embarrassing side of the story. Adam did not, in fact, notice Lucifer's "problem" and thus doesn't remember that part.

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Yandere Husk who’s liked reader for a while (transmasc reader) where reader gets tipsy and giggly and does the thing (“heyyyy, hey! Guess what!? I like Husk but shhhhh 🤫 don’t tell him! It’s a secret!”) and he’s just ??? bc he didn’t think they liked him like that (they are good at hiding feelings)

Also general HCs would be nice 👀😙

Thx, hope ya have a great day!

Yandere Husker Headcanons ♥︎

TransMasc!Reader

TAGS/WARNINGS: NSFW, Yandere behavior, TransMasc!Reader, murder, scenting??, messy bulletpoint headcanons, other character cameos, alastor being alastor, not beta read

♥︎ the first time Husk saw you was while he was an overlord. he was at a bar or casino, gambling away as one does - when he saw you.

♥︎ let’s get one thing straight: Husk doesn’t believe in love at first sight. but when he saw you, he felt his face heat up (unpleasantly, might I add) and his heart thump sickeningly against his ribs. at that time, you worked at said bar.

♥︎ Husk wouldn’t approach you immediately. even while he’s an overlord, in the mentality of “I get what I want when I want”, he’s still him. He doesn’t believe in love, and he doesn’t do one night stands. so it’s… difficult for him to get to you.

♥︎ so he does the next best thing - stalking watching you of course! it starts off small; watching you from across the room, glancing up at you from his cards every few minutes. he’ll be there before you clock in, and he’ll watch when you clock out and follow you when you walk to your car. he’ll start to sit closer to the bar every night. he’ll have his men act as discreet bodyguards for you, just making sure you’re safe and keeping tabs on you without the effort of him trying to talk to you. sometimes he’ll go himself, watching from a safe distance while you’re at the grocery store or your preferred restaurant with friends.

♥︎ he’s gone into your apartment a few times. he likes to look through your jewelry, admiring a few of the simple chains he’s seen you wear. he puts one on and wears it while he roams the rooms, always making sure to put everything back exactly where it was found. he’ll snoop through your pantry to see what kind of snacks you like or if you’re running low on food. his favourite thing though is stuffing his face into your dirty laundry hamper. he hadn’t meant to the first time, per say — he just smelt you and followed the scent. he sits there as long as he can, crouched on the floor with his face rubbing against your clothes, purring up a storm (though he’d deny it until the day he double-dies). he has to be very careful not to leave any fur behind.

♥︎ one time when you’re put on waiter duty, you serve his table. he can’t bare to take his eye off of you, in your stupid apron and black slacks and black button up that was undone just enough for his to see the margin of flesh between your neck and chest—

♥︎ for fucks sake, he felt like a hormonal teenager as he ripped his gaze away. it was just skin. as you place the mugs down on the table, his eyes slowly drifted back up to you. he noticed you were wearing one of your chains - his favourite chain on you. he clears his throat, leaning back and swinging an arm over the back of his chair as he gazes up at you with half lidded eyes.

“so, what’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” he asks sleazily. you pause for a moment, so briefly that no one would have noticed if they weren’t watching you.

“working,” you reply firmly as you place the last mug down, being used to mediocre pick up lines from equally mediocre men. you didn’t care that he was an overlord. you were working, and it wasn’t worth it.

his heart sunk at your tone. he immediately straightened up. he didn’t say much else the rest of the night.

♥︎ he did get braver the next night, sitting right at the bar. you tried to ignore him really, only taking his order before busying yourself with other customers and anything else you could think of. it was a slow night, so when you wiped down the same glass for the fourth time in an attempt to look busy, he struck up a conversation. you were only slightly annoyed at first, but he was charming. he remembered one of the posters on your wall from your apartment and casually brought it up into the conversation, trying to learn your likes interests. you two quickly became close after that. he loves to hear you ramble about the shows you watch or the music you like.

♥︎ if anyone hit on you at work or made you uncomfortable, they were quick to disappear. you did notice the low growl in Husk’s throat when a shark demon hit on you one time, but you chose to ignore it.

♥︎ he sat at the bar every night, letting you watch his poker games when you weren’t too busy. he was a winner, a certain gleeful glint in his eye whenever he beat someone.

♥︎ but as we all know, he didn’t always win. your heart sank when you realized what happened, The Radio Demon’s smile wider than when he first approached.

♥︎ you didn’t see Husk again after that. for a very long time. not like you cared much, though! it’s not like you were starting to care about him or anything!!! nuh uh no way no sir not me.

♥︎ you see a hiring advertisement on a flyer for the Happy Hazbin Hotel, so you show up, hoping they take walk-ins. you hesitantly knocked on the front door, hearing what could only be the sound of… hoofs..? clopping closer from inside the hotel. the intricately designed door quickly swung open and you were face to face with the Princess of Hell herself, Charlie Morningstar, greeting you with a blinding smile.

“hi, i saw a hiring advertisem—“ before you can finish, you’re being yanked through the threshold.

“ohmygoodnessitssonicetomeetyou!wehaventhadanyonerespondtoouradvertisements—” she rambled at the speed of light, practically bouncing up and down as she pulled you farther into the foyer. she quickly started introducing you to every her eyes landed on - Vaggie, Pentious, Niffty, and…

his back was turned to you, wiping down a glass, but you could recognize his fur anywhere.

as you stepped closer, he could smell your familiar pheromones. it hit him like a punch in the nose. he paused his ministrations on the cup, whipping his head around in the direction of your scent.

“Husk?” you say softly, his yellow eyes wide as he stares at you, disbelief written all over him.

♥︎ your absence was not… taken well when he first had to leave. with the mix of losing you and his soul being tied to the infamous Radio Demon, he lost himself. he became more dependent on booze and his entire personality was like it was zapped to nothing. he just felt numb and mildly irritated from time to time.

♥︎ a tired smile broke out across his face. it was like a warmth was lit in his eyes, a warmth no one else had seen before. “hey, kid,” he said, his smooth voice soothing.

♥︎ so of course you got the job. especially after Charlie saw Husk light up at the sight of you. she hoped your presence would help warm him up to the rest of the group.

♥︎ everyday during your lunch break was spent sitting at the bar. it felt different with him being behind the bar instead of you. you spent everyday catching each other up on how you’ve both been the past few years. it was difficult for him to open up, even to you. Angel Dust and Sir Pentious would join the two of you every so often. you pretended not to notice Husk’s shift in demeanor when Angel would flirt with you. obviously you shut the spider down every time, which leads to a beautiful friendship.

♥︎ so the thing is with Angel Dust, it doesn’t matter how good you are at hiding your feelings - he can sniff out sexual tension like a detection dog.

Husk notices you and Angel getting closer. he tries not to get jealous. he really does because Angel is his friend.

but you’re so much more.

♥︎ Husk wants you all to himself. everyday when your shift at the hotel ends is the time of the day he most dreads. what if you’re going back to a partner? wouldn’t you have told him that though? he couldn’t be sure. so Husk, using his wise old bartender role, encourages you to move into the hotel. it would be free of charge, and plus, potential redemption involved AND more time with your friends.

so ofc you listen to him. just for the free rent. not to be closer to him nuh no way☝️

besides, living in the hotel is easier than worrying about your apartment getting broken into or blown up everyday.

♥︎ no matter how many times you tell yourself you didn’t miss him that much or that you’re only moving into the hotel for the free rent, your feelings betray you. every time you sit at the bar, you feel your face heat up and heart beat sporadically. but you easily keep it hidden beneath the surface, making sure your voice doesn’t waver and your gaze doesn’t linger. you try to keep conversation as normal as possible, avoiding any flirty remarks your heart (and other parts) is begging you to say. you didn’t want to risk making him uncomfortable and losing him. you weren’t even sure if he’d go for a guy or even a trans guy for that matter. so you, uncommittedly, decided to keep things platonic.

♥︎ Angel nearly lost his mind watching the two of you interact. in private he’d encourage you to go for it. you relayed your worries to him and even though he wanted to go full middle school mode and tell Husk you liked him for you, you made him promise he wouldn’t.

♥︎ one night after work, you’re sitting at the bar. maybe it’s been a long day or maybe you’re just not keeping track of how much you’re drinking, but it gets you to the point of loopy giggling. you’re all smiley towards Husk as he pours you another drink, cackling out a slurred “thank you, my liege.”

he just watches you, trying to contain the toothy grin that threatens to overtake his moody demeanor.

“ughhhhh, husk is so hot,” you sighed out. the cat man nearly choked on his own spit when the words spewed from your drunken mouth. you reached forward from your swivel seat, leaning over the bar and grabbing the poor confused old man’s face. your vision swam as you attempted to make eye contact.

“hey, guess what? i like Husk, but shhhhhh,” you slurred, pressing your index finger over his lips. “shush, don’t tell him. it’s a secret,” you said, deadly serious, before breaking out into a fit of giggles. he’s staring at you with pure awe and shock, admiring your flushed face and blown eyes. he couldn’t help but smirk then, letting his demeanor crack just a little.

“sure, kid. i’ll keep your secret,” he says before swiping your glass and leaving it to the side for later (definitely not gonna lick the rim where your mouth was). “alright, let’s get you to bed,” he said, walking out from behind the bar and reaching for you.

“noooooooooo,” you whined, laying your head down on the bar.

but he ignores your protests, looping his arm around your back and under your arms to keep you steady as he guides you to your room. he’ll gently lay you down and take your shoes off for you and waits to leave til you fall asleep before leaving some advil and a cup of water on your night stand for you (he definitely doesn’t steal some random junk out of your trash nope).

♥︎ the next morning (afternoon, really) after you’ve sobered up and gotten your hangover under control, is awkward to say the least. you try to avoid him after the embarrassing revealment of your feelings for the man, but it’s hard to do when you’re literally working just across the room from him.

♥︎ the two of you eventually talk when you decide to put on your big boy pants and be mature about the situation (aka when Husk notices your change in behavior and corners you). it’s at first an awkward and uncomfortable conversation, but once he admits his feelings, things get a little easier. he doesn’t tell you how he’s been obsessed with you since day one, though. that is something that will take years of building trust (and assurance you won’t leave him) for him to ever tell you. but for now, you settle on a first date to a quiet little restaurant.

♥︎ SO NOW ONTO SOME MORE GENERAL STUFF!!!

♥︎ if Husk didn’t know you were trans before you two started dating, he genuinely would not care once you told him. i don’t think gender is something that plays a role in his attraction to people, like i’m pretty sure he’s pan. not that he’d ever put a label on it. all that to say, that doesn’t mean he would fully understand. he’s an older guy and he’s seen a lot of different people, but he’d still need a little help figuring stuff out and try to be a little more sensitive and aware of gender and sexuality.

also i think if you do testosterone injections that he would help you if that’s something you’d want. i think he’d be curious about it either way, where the to take injections, cream, or the pill.

♥︎ as stated before, Husk really loves your scent. your natural scent. if you’re the type of guy that wears super strong axe or old spice with names like “manly musk” or “sasquatch semen” he is pouring that shit down the drain and tagging along next time you go shopping in hopes of encouraging you to pick something a little bit less strong for his sensitive nose (or try to get you to ditch it altogether lmao).

he takes every chance to bury his nose in your neck and inhale your pheromones. when you two cuddle together, his nostrils are basically suctioned to your flesh. he loves sleeping in your bed rather than his own because it smells entirely of you. he purrs so loud when he gets to lay with his face against your skin.

i also think that because he’s a cat, he scents you. like he’ll rub his face against your jaw and wrists. he wants others to know you’re his and he is yours. just know that you two will always smell like each other you cannot get away from it✋

♥︎ as for other physical touch, i think he’s very casually affectionate. he’ll keep a steadying hand on your back or firmly hold your hand in his. he expects you to accept this touch but is a little bit of a hypocrite because he’ll stiffen his posture at an unexpected touch from you and it’ll take a moment for him to relax.

♥︎ NOW ONTO HIS WINGS😈🙏💯

all wings in the hellaverse are sensitive idc idc. like the softest touch to his wings will get him squirming around trying to keep his breathing under control. the most sensitive part is where the wings meet his back. if you’re giving him a massage and touch there, you’ll have him grunting and groaning beneath you, gripping at the sheets of your bed.

♥︎ i can’t explain it but i just feel it in my heart of hearts that Husk is an incredible kisser. he knows when to be gentle or when to be rough. he knows how and when to use his tongue👀

♥︎ he’s a switch i’m sorry i legally have to speak my truth and push the switch Husk agenda. i think Husk is pretty vanilla, but he’s very open to trying stuff out with you. he makes up for his vanilla preferences by being the best with his tongue and fingers. that man is a master of cards and you think he’s not gonna be good with his hands?? for shame…

♥︎ he’s a groaner, y’all. i don’t think he’d be super loud. he’d be too prideful and cover his mouth with his hands if he thought he was being loud, muttering a soft “fuck…” under his breath. but that isn’t anything you can’t fix hint hint wink wink.

♥︎ like i said before, if you get hit on or someone makes you uncomfortable, then he takes them out. it used to be behind your back, but if you two are out and someone tries flirting with you or disrespects you, he’ll knock ‘em straight in the jaw before a card is flying into their eye. he is very protective. you are his top priority. he’ll do everything in his power to make sure you’re safe.

in the same vein of protection, Husk will often wrap his wings around you to shield you. he likes doing it when you’re walking side by side, hand in hand. even if it makes you anxious because it blocks your peripheral vision, he promises to keep you safe and that it gives him peace of mind.

♥︎ he still continues his weird, secretive behavior after you two get together. he still stuffs his face in your laundry when you’re not there and he’ll put on your jewelry (but never asks to borrow it?? for some reason???) until he hears you coming up the hall and he’s scrambling to put it back in place before greeting you at the door with a tender kiss.

♥︎ 1000x more cautious with alastor. husk knows anything he does around the deer man also affects you and your safety. so even when he wants to scream his head off and grab the Radio Demon by his lapels, he only takes a few (million) steadying breaths and does as he’s told.

aight that’s all i could think of. I’M SO AORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO PUBLISH!!!!! i have the attention span of an amoeba so it took me some effort to sit down and write.

also! to everyone else that sent in requests before this one, I STILL PLAN TO WRITE THEM! I’ve just been fixated on Hazbin Hotel and felt the urge to write this first.

n e way… hope y’all enjoyed!!🫶

#hazbin hotel x reader #husker x reader #husk x reader #male reader #husk x male reader #trans masc reader #hazbin hotel #huskerdust

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ohhhh great heavens this is so 🤤🤤🤤

I needed to get this out of my system

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Always the writer, never the reader.

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do you write for any of the texas chainsaw massacre movies?

unfortunately i have never seen any of the texas chainsaw massacre movie all the way through. i get a few minutes in before getting bored and turning it off💀

but IF i ever watch one, ill update yall

#comet talks

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even though it says this in my Introduction post, i have to write it out again here bc most people aren’t respecting it:

I DO NOT WRITE CISHET FEMALE READER. there are hundreds of accounts that will write for you if you fall under that umbrella. this is a blog specifically for queer and trans people that like x reader fics. i will ONLY write gender neutral unless specified.

thank you for coming to my TEDTalk and please respect my rules🫶

#comet talks #scream x reader #yandere scream #male reader #hazbin hotel x reader #gotham x reader #stranger things x reader #adrian chase x reader #goosebumps x reader #spock x reader

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BARK BARK BARK AWOOOGAAAA‼️😛

Making Out with Hazbin Hotel Men But with the No Touching Rule

Pairing: Alastor, Lucifer, Adam, Angel Dust, Husk, Sir Pentious, Vox, Valentino x Reader

Tags: fluff, suggestive, established relationship, making out, grinding, teasing, being needy, kissing games

A/N: I can't remember where I heard this was a thing but it sounded interesting.

Alastor doesn't need to try, he can very easily keep his hands to himself. You need to beg for his touch if you want him but his lips are every where on you, kissing and sucking, no biting yet. You need to break and touch him first, then he'll bite.

Lucifer lasts a pretty long time while you make out but one carefully placed nibble on his bottom lip and his hands are on your hips. His winds come out quickly after, flying you both into the air. Technically he could kiss you against the ceiling if you wanted.

Adam thinks this game is absolute bullshit and loses in the first second. No game will tell him that he can't touch his lover, he's not gonna let you trick him like that. He will hold you against his soft belly and kiss you until your lungs and lips hurt from it.

Angel Dust has a lot of fun with games like these, they make everything more interesting in his opinion. Are there any punishments involved cause if so he will try extra hard. He does have multiple sets of hands so it will be a very hard time for him.

Husk makes this an easy win for him. Of course he does, he was a gambling overlord once, these kinds of games are his thing. But unlike his previous games there won't be anything lost here, only more kisses, and maybe some occasional purring.

Sir Pentious is only able to take it for one minute before his tail coils around you and he holds you close. He is careful not to bite you but a playful nibble here and there is fine with you. That being said you will never let him forget how quickly he folded to you.

Vox knows you will be the one to touch him first. He lays back with his hands behind his head and just waits for you to grab him by the shoulders for a deeper kiss. You are so damn predictable and he's not saying that as a bad thing.

Valentino will tell you how much he hates this game but is too stubborn to lose to you. He will make you grind against him but not touch him, he will drive you insane and make you a needy mess on top of him. All the while only kissing you.

#comet talks

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need him astronomically‼️

imagine leaving lipstick marks on lucifer

18+

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imagine harmlessly kissing his cheek before he heads out to a meeting. you pull back and laugh to yourself. lucifer looks at you dreamily but when your giggles don’t cease he gets nervous

“what? do i have something on my face?”

“yes, actually.” you sigh out a final bubble of laughter, scanning your vanity for a wipe to clean his cheek

lucifer’s breathe hitched when he peeped in the mirror. whipping around, he snatches your hands thus stopping your hunt. his eyes are wild, he’s literally bouncing with excitement

“gimme more,” he breathes

“luci, you were supposed to leave already!”

“please? pretty please with a cherry on top? one more and-and i’ll go. yeah, just one more.” he sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than you

“you, lucifer, the king of hell,” you stepped closer and closer until he stumbled back into your vanity. he completely forgot he was holding onto you. “are gonna go to a meeting covered in lipstick?”

lucifer whined, a heavy blush erupting across his face. his fingers tightened and he swallowed thickly on nothing

“covered?” he peeped

“oh you poor thing,” you hummed, “you can’t think about anything else, can you?”

you slid your leg between his and felt the answer. with a moan, lucifer’s head dropped back but you were quick to catch and cradle it. his hat fell and rolled off the vanity onto the floor. nosing his exposed neck had him trembling in anticipation

“please?” he slurred

“this isn’t responsible, ducky.” you replied, pulling his bow tie loose and adding it to the ground’s collection

“no,” lucifer agreed breathlessly

he pathetically gripped your shirt, trying desperately not to grind against your leg

“but it’s what you want?”

you were already unbuttoning his shirt with one, adept hand

“yes.”

even though lucifer knew it was coming, his body jolted when you kissed his neck. he was always so sensitive, so responsive, so good

you gifted him loving bruises that would later peak out of his collar, and in return he sang for you. his moans and whimpers were your favorite to hear and he never failed to give you what you wanted. lucifer couldn’t stop himself from rutting against your leg as you painted him in a shade that was undeniably you

after successfully transferring the lipstick onto lucifer, you retreated. gods did he whine when you did. you pulled his hair to force his gaze towards the mirror

“look how pretty you are,” you purred in his ear, gently planting a kiss there too

out of the corner of his eye, lucifer could see the collar you gave him. it damn near drove him over the edge. his dick was painfully hard, it was a miracle he didn’t cream his pants

“gonna go to that meeting?” you teased sweetly

lucifer shook his head like you’d asked something ludicrous, “nuh-uh.”

“good,” turning his head back to you, you presented the tube of lipstick, “i wanna get messy.”

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okay they’re all amazing but THE ADAM ONE?? HELLO????? im frothing at the mouth for that man😛

⁀➴ a first kiss.

⤷ hh!various x reader. fluff. gn!reader. a bit suggestive. —wc: 2.0k

a/n: adam's is long as fuck, sorry for picking favorites.(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈)

whether it's your real first kiss or just your first kiss with that individual, it's a highly special and intimate moment you share with them. how does your experience go?

everything goes just as you would want, if not more, when you have a gentleman like alastor.

it was a wonderful date that alastor brought you on. 'til the end, everything went flawlessly. the order you placed while making your reservation, his choice in restaurants was simply exquisite. he has driven to your house to say goodbye now that it is becoming late in the evening. he stares at you in fascination as you stand at the gate. it's fairly late and you have to get your 'beauty sleep' to look nice for him, he says, even though he didn't want to conclude the night here.

—"the night will have to end here much to dismay, my dear." he continues, planting a kiss on your knuckles that lasts considerably longer than you would expect.

you don't move away from him in return; instead, you keep your distance to remain near as you tilt your head to kiss the corner of his lips, saying —"thank you for everything tonight, al."

—"bold move, love." he snickers. you gaze at each other for some time. as you moisten them with your tongue, you see his eyes twitch to your lips like a mechanism. if you looked very closely, you could see that he was breathing heavily and that his face was scowling. to release of the tension, you decide to plant your lips on his. the kiss is not heated or intense, yet it lasts. alastor lightly presses his lips to yours. he reaches behind your ear and holds his hand there to place a few hairs behind. you whine into his lips as he holds onto your hip with a slightly tighter grip. when you pull away, you give him a lovely smile that he returns. both of your faces a lovely shade of pink.

a first-time kiss with vox was anything but calm and collected. It was more like an emotional collision with tears.

it upset you that he couldn't get valentino out of his life, despite your repeated assurances that there wouldn't be anything between you two if he didn't leave the moth man. tonight, he ruined a date that you were really looking forward to. that was the final straw. being greeted by multiple cameras as you carelessly ran out of the restaurant only made you feel more like a fool and fueled your rage. the stillness of a dark alleyway has led you to snap, causing you to cry, and you can see the tears fall on the ground because of the surrounding neon lights that are flickering.

—"i ended it." your expression was one of incredulity as you dragged yourself up to see the tv-headed demon. his made-up persona always made it impossible to interpret his face expression, but now you could because it was entirely concealed. he had his eyes closed and his brows wrinkled. he appeared as though it pained him to talk and to stand in front of you, your eyes all wet because of him.

he shivered when your eyes met, holding out a hand for you to accept, —"he isn't worth losing you." his face was pleading you to accept it. you did. as he was pulling you up, you nervously questioned, —"are you sure?" he gently planted a kiss on your forehead.

—"more than ever." the hand that was still holding you trembled; he was afraid to even plant a kiss because he thought you would somehow vaporise and escape his hands. he dried your tears with his thumb, and you were impressed by his thoughtful gesture, choosing to share this intimate moment with him by giving him a proper kiss. you felt the electric sparks tickle as his hologram tongue intertwined with yours. his hands find their place on your hips; they suit you like they were meant to. he moans in your mouth as he tastes the salty flavour of your tears. when you pull away, you are greeted by lovesick vox.

due to your extreme intoxication, you hardly even remembered your first kiss with husk.

sad that no one had asked you to be their valentine, you were a at his bar. you made the decision to have a drink in order to relax. one drink became two, and two became 'I lost count,' yet your depressing thoughts persisted. husk interrupts your one-hour tirade about how you're destined to be alone forever as you rub your cheek on the wood of the bar:

—"since it means that much to you i can be your valentine, so you can stop crying about it." he gulps down the alcohol he's sipping. for a split second, your bright eyes lock with his before your cheek strikes the rough wood once more. husk lifted an eyebrow at your furrowed brows.

—"a valentine should be the person that likes you, not somebody who does it so you can stop crying." you growl, irritated that all he wants is to get rid of you. then there are some groans, and someone roughly grabs you by the shirt collar. in stark contrast to his previous acts, husk places his hands carefully on your cheeks, as if they were made of the finest porcelain, causing you to look at him.

—"don't go around assuming things like an idiot." a gentle kiss on the cheek stopped you in your tracks as you were ready to object. you leaned in and kissed him to gain a few seconds. and he had no objections whatsoever to the idea. you both taste of alcohol. he tastes a little bitter, but in the end it has a sweet tune. he gives your cheeks a little squeeze enjoying the feel of your smooth skin. your eyes are dazed when he pulls away; it happened too quickly. the sneer on his face disappears as soon as it appears when you blackout in his hands and unintentionally hit the wood.

It started out sweet but quickly became hot. after all the anxiety you caused him, is it fair to blame lucifer?

you were hurt, not fatally but it affected your performance when you tried to fend off the extermination angels. vaggie took care of you and rested you in one of the rooms when the hotel was restored. lucifer lost it when charlie told him. hurrying up to the room as though you were about to die. well, you were in his thoughts. there was a loud slam just as you were about to fall asleep. a concerned lucifer met your eyes.

—"how are you doing? what happened? where are you hurt?" he said, "i'm sorry, i got so distracted by adam that I didn't pay attention..." he was regretting not witnessing you get hurt. meanwhile, you made an effort to calm him down and convince him that everything was alright. the most important thing is that you are alive!

—"luci, I'm fine. I only got a little scratch. you are not to blame." his hair was dishevelled, with a few strands protruding, and you had to run your fingers through it to make it look better. which caused him to tremble and give you a half-closed stare. after you stroked his cheek, he moved in and gave your palm a kiss.

—"don't go dying on me. i still have to ask you out on a date, alright?" you grinned and hummed. he leaned in and placed his hand on your nape, waiting for you to approach him rather than forcing you in his direction. then he connected your lips without any delay. brief, gentle kisses at first, but as soon as you opened your mouth to him, it became heated. he kept pushing you with his hand on your nape, and you kept yanking him in by his clothes. he bit your bottom lip, causing some blood to flow with it. as you parted ways you kissed his knuckles and clasped his hand in yours.

—"alright, my love." you confirmed. he quickly made contact with your lips again, his wings spreading out in joy.

you had to flee after being so flustered by your first kiss with adam. he, however, sees this as a game of cat and mouse.

adam, among many other titles he held in heaven, was a well-known rock star. he was fantastic, you had to give it to him. however, you would never say that to him directly because he already has a large enough ego. you had an amazing time at his live concert, which lute accompanied you to. you complained about being dehydrated so she escorted you backstage to grab you a drink, as she was a VIP attendee.

when you finish the cup of water, you look around to make sure adam isn't anywhere to be found. then you say to lute, —"I have to give it to him, he really is a rockstar." sitting on a storage box next her, "don't tell him I told you that, though." —"huh, why?" she giggled. you continue, —"because he'll go on this big, drawn-out tirade like, 'of course I am, I am the original dick!' and something like that. It annoys me that you can't appreciate him without his enormous ego getting in the way. for him, humility is unknown, that much is certain." —"didn't you hate him?" she goes on, resting her head on her hands. her gaze briefly darts away, but you don't give it much thought.

—"yeah initially." you complain, shattering the cup in your palm, "but I guess he grew on me...let me be clear, he still irritates me occasionally. but as I got to know him better, he wasn't all that horrible; it wasn't like I had a choice because he followed me everywhere." you gave an eye roll. lute hums to let you go on.—"I guess he's sweet when he lets go of his fuck boy character. and he is amazing at playing the guitar. his wings are also really cool..." you acknowledge, blushing slightly as you continued to think about him. conversely, lute furrowed her brows, sighed, and rose up in a displeased manner as though someone were shoving her out. —"the both of you are fucking annoying."

you sat motionless, perplexed while she left. —"the fuck did i do?!"you were about to pursue her when a voice stopped you. —"fuck, and here I was, believing you truly despised me, banging my head against the wall. thank goodness it's the opposite, sugartits." as though Medusa had stoned you you didn't dare to move your body. you turned your head to the side to see him. adam was leaning against the wall with a smug expression on his face. when you attempted to flee, a hand grabbed you and carried you to the closest unoccupied room. you were slammed into the door and captured by his lips the instant it was shut. you moaned as his tongue swept across your lips in a frenzied manner, and he held your hips in response. you fisted his shirt to try to get him to back off and take a breather when he grinded himself into you. when you succeeded in overtaking him, it was brief. his needy hands tugged at your shirt, telling you to remove it. but you stomped his foot and didn't go on.

he cursed, clutching his foot, —"FUCKING SHIT!" you hurried out after opening the door. your breath was laboured and your face was a deep shade of red. your lips were scorching and the spots in which he touched you were still heated. you checked it by placing your fingers on your lips. it was strange, and you felt hot and fuzzy, but you didn't mind. then you heard a loud yell and a door open. —"GAME ON BABE! I'LL CATCH YOU, JUST YOU WAIT!"

you let your legs carry you as fast as they could in response to his remark, yelling,—"LUTEEEE!" you knew it was game over if he got ahold of you. perhaps, deep down, you did want him to, but before that, how about a date?

© MENTHATILOVE 2024 — please do not translate or repost my work.

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[thegr33nc0met]

me reading this

Love Letters: Yandere! Hazbin Hotel characters X G/N Reader

Characters- Charlie Morningstar, Vaggie, Alastor, Angel Dust, Husk, Niffty, Sir Pentious, Lucifer Morningstar, Vox

Show- Hazbin Hotel

Genre- yandere, romantic

Summary- Mini love letters from your not so secret stalkers admirers!

Warnings- yandere themes, swearing, stalking, virtual stalking, threats, unwanted attention, delusional characters, mentions of planned kidnapping, pet names

Word count- 1.7k

Extra notes- Alastor’s part is platonic, he’s platonically in love with you!

key: n/n = nickname, y/n = your name, g/n = gender neutral

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Hi N/n!

Oh my gosh, it’s been so long since i’ve sent you a letter! I’m so sorry! The hotel has been sooooooooo busy! But don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about you, how could I? You’re all I think about!

I’m excited to tell you i’ve been decorating your room at the hotel! Of course, when you come here you can redecorate if you wish to! Whatever makes you the happiest sweetie! Or, you could even share my room!

I can’t wait to come get you, I really do think you’ll like it here. We’ve all worked so hard to make this place as welcoming as possible, and you’ll warm up to the other residents and staff after a little bit of time! They can be a bit much at the beginning, but don’t worry your pretty little head, I wouldn’t put you in danger. The hotel is super safe, especially now that my dad is helping too!

Please write back, at least once? You haven’t responded to any of my letters, and Razzle told me you kept throwing them out ☹. Unless you use your trash can as extra storage, I’m not sure why all my letters keep ending up there!

Nevertheless, I’ll retrieve all the letters when you move in, and we can look through them together and reminisce about our adorable beginnings.

Yours truly,

Charlie Morningstar!! ༘⋆-ˋˏ

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Dear Y/n,

I understand that these letters started to freak you out, and that’s why I haven’t sent any in a while, but I felt like I needed to continue writing to you. It’s our only way of communication right now, so until you move into the hotel, this will have to do.

It’s hard to write down my feelings for you, I can’t ever seem to find the right words which must be why you didn’t understand that these are love letters. I’m not some creepy guy trying to kidnap you, I love you and want to finally bring you home as soon as possible.

Charlie is still working out the details of your stay, but she’ll be finished soon, I promise. Would you like your own room or to share mine? If you write back, we could discuss your personal preference towards the rooming situation?

You’ll get used to this, to us, soon enough. I have no ill intent towards you, I’m the only person in this shithole that actually cares about you and your safety. I can keep you safe, I can, I will.

I’ll see you soon, y/n.

Stay safe,

Vaggie

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Salutations, Dearest!

Aren’t letters just marvellous? Texting and calling is merely a phase, the “old fashioned way” as sinners call it, is the only correct way. It shows effort, thought and has a charm to it that this technology nonsense lacks immensely.

You’ll be with me soon, and once you are we’ll get rid of all your electronic devices. Radio will be enough to keep you entertained, I assure you my dear. It would be such a treat if you tuned into one of my broadcasts, since you are the only viewer I wish to listen. You could listen to me, whilst I watch you, how splendid!

As much as this hazbin hotel is doomed to fail, I do believe it is a safe residency for us to stay at for the time being. Your current accommodation is far too lacking in the security department, from personal experience, I can confirm it is quite easy to get inside. Of course, I can get anywhere you are no matter what you or anyone else tries to do, but I didn’t even have to try! That’s no good, now is it?

Don’t fret, my dear. All will be well once you’re under my official protection and guidance. Nothing will get in our way, you have my word.

The radio demon,

A̰̠̼͚̗̫̳ͥ͐̆̃̄͑̊̈̕͝l̳̤̲͗͆ą̺̝̺͚̔̔̄ş̴̠͓̞̹̀͋ͯ̀ͣͫ_̧̩t̺͈ͩ̎͒͒ͅơ̵̢̧̫͇̦̫͇̟̰̯̞̝̻͇͍̯̩͕̌ͪ̀͋ͧ͗̏ͥͥ̇ͦͯ͗̀ͫ̏̽̈̚͡͞r

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Hey, n/n!

You deleted all your socials, what gives?? You’re making me write letters now? I mean, i’m not against letters, they’re real romantic and shit, but dming you was so much easier babe. Was some fucker harassing you? I’ll torture the shit out of them, just give me a name toots.

Anyways, it’s not like it really matters, letters and texting, we’ll be SPEAKING in person pretty soon ;) I can’t wait to see that gorgeous face right in front of my (equally gorgeous) face. This face makes money baby, money that I can drown you in. Whatever you want, i’ve got you covered. Isn’t that exciting? Something to look forward to for you, besides living with me, which is a huge upgrade from your shitty house right now

Fat nuggets (our pet pig btw) can’t wait to meet you! He’s real cuddly, as am I, so don’t ever worry about feeling lonely with us here. Our room is filled with soft fluffy crap, all yours for the taking!

I’ll see you soon cutie,

Your Angel Dust 𓆩♡𓆪

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To Y/n,

This is a fucking hassle, writing letters, you know that? You need to quit whining and come down to this shitty hotel before I come bring you here myself. It’s not so bad here, once you get used to it. And the people are fucking annoying, but they mean well. Unlike those dicks you hang around with, I don’t trust them, and trust me, I can spot a prick with my eyes closed.

I’ve rented you a room in the hotel, next door to mine. I paid with my own fucking money, which I earned at this stupid bar, so be grateful. I could of bought a lot of booze with that cash, but I saved it up for you. Niffty cleaned it real nice for you, so stop taking so long. You have two more days before I start moving your shit.

Hate me all you want, it’s for your own good. People don’t often realise what they need, but I’m a bartender, I know people more than they think. And I know you more than anyone else.

Two days, y/n.

Regards,

Husker 𑁤

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Hihi!!!!!!!!

It’s Niffty! You know that though, right? Nobody else is sending you letters right y/n??!?!! Tell me they aren’t, tell me i’m the only girl in hell who’s sending you love letters!! Alastor said it’s the most romantic thing to do for someone sweet like you, so if anyone else is that means they like you! >:(((

I like you n/n! I like you more than anyone else does, I pinky swear it!!

Your house needs a clean, I came in last night through your window and did your kitchen real good, but then you woke up and I had to go :(( Your room at the hotel is sooo super clean, because I clean it every 3 hours to make sure there’s no bugs. I eat them for you, don’t worry n/n.

It’s gonna be sooo fun when you move in with me, we’re gonna do so much together! I’ve made you a crown too!!

Niffty :DDD

P.S, I hope you like the ant I stuck to the envelope, I picked him just for you!

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My beloved Y/n,

It has been far too long since we last corresponded, my sincerest apologises. How are you? I hope the answer is well, but how could you be without your prince beside you? I am restless without you as i’m sure you are without me. I’ll fix this little problem, not to worry! I am worthy of your affections, I’ll prove it to you til the end of my afterlife. Which is infinite! Because I am very brave, and incredibly powerful!

My attempts to join the overlords are not going as planned, but once again, do not fear my love! In a few years we shall rule side by side! My minions are excited to meet you, they will guard you with their pathetic little lives and answer your every call! Unless you asked to leave, they won’t let you do that, but you wouldn’t ask that! You’ll be happy with me, right?

Right?

Please I needyouineedyouineedyou

Haha, ignore that scribble! The eggs pushed my arm whilst I was writing.

I’ll see you soon my dearest,

Yours forever,

Sir Pentious (your future husband and future overlord)

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My Y/n,

How are you doing sweetheart? I’m doing great, yes, totally, I’m always great! I’m the king of hell! What’s there to be depressed about? Everything Nothing at all, everything’s perfect my end! It would be much better with you by my side however, what do you think? I think so.

I can give you anything you want, do anything you want, be anything you want! I can give you everything, and you can give me, well, you! Your hand in unholy marriage, your smile. Anything you want to give me, I’ll adore.

Sorry, that’s awfully sappy isn’t it? Do you like that sort of thing? I hope so, I hope you’re feeling valued by my words and my letters. I haven’t gotten one back yet, which is totally okay! You’re probables super busy, and that’s okay! You can tell me everything you want to when I bring you to my palace (that’s where we will live, it’s big, and very expensive, i’m rich by the way)

Anywho, my daughter needs my help today at her little hotel, so I’ll send this to you before I go. Charlie will love you, and you’ll love her. And me

Forever and always yours,

Lucifer (I’m a king by the way :P)

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N/n,

This letter in itself is a sign of how much I care about you, because I do not write letters to people. Throwing out all your electronics and the cameras I put in your house hasn’t helped your little rebellion. I’ll just have to get you sooner than planned, which isn’t a problem for me. I was hoping to court you for longer, but you’ve pressed my buttons sweetheart.

You were very thorougher with your search for all the tech in your house, you got everything. Which i’ll give you credit babe, is impressive considering how much I put in there. Who knew you were so smart? It’s almost cute, if it wasn’t so hopeless.

I’m not sorry for what’s to come, my methods aren’t moral but, hey, who the fuck is moral down here? I am sorry for the emotional distress you’ll endure, but it must be done. You’ll get over it, i’ll make sure of it.

By the time this reaches you, I’ll be outside. Make sure you answer the door for me, kay?

𝕍𝕠𝕩

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#comet talks

[thegr33nc0met]

i love this sm

prologue.

hazbin hotel various x reader // interactive fanfiction

synopsis: the beginning of an end. this is to explain who you are and the only two relationships you have, which is lucifer and adam. two acquaintances that you never called a friend nor foe, but they are the only two that has known of your existence — so why is there someone else waiting for you at the docking point in hell?

beware: mentions of the dead

a/n: not much lucifer interaction:(( also reader has never seen adam with his mask on!!

you seen it all. the creation of the world, the creation of the first humans, the fallen, the aftermath. you recall the day when adam was first created like a faint memory, because that is when your purpose in life began. it was a sad tale, really: the first man created bestowed a lovely wife, only to be taken from another man who fell from the heavens above. you watched his second wife suffer the same fate as the first, then adam was suddenly sitting at your canoe.

“what the fuck are you supposed to be?” he questioned. adam was the only man with an exception to cross the waters without a token.

“i suppose you could know me as a lot of things,” you answered vaguely, “life, death, the in between, but i am no more than a ferryman helping you cross to heaven.”

“you talk like you have a riddle to say.” he snorted back a laugh. “what’s your name?”

you pondered his question, and even tried to recall what the gods above tried to call you. “i never had one.” it was pathetic to note because you never really thought this question would come up; there was no use for it before. “never needed one.”

“well sweet stuff, i think a lot of people are going to start asking.” adam raised his arms over his head before leaning against the stern. “you can’t just call yourself boat lady all the time.”

“perhaps i’ll get back to you on that, but for now you may question it.” you pushed your paddle against the dock, signalling to adam that the travel came to an end.

“come visit me often, sweet stuff.” he bid a farewell with an extra token tossed your way. “maybe you won’t need to hide that face of yours by then.”

you didn’t say anything in return, but instead gave him a wave before pushing yourself back to the deep waters. since then, you would often bring souls or the rare person who sat on your canoe to the docking of heaven — since then, adam has waited for you when he was aware of your arrival.

“your hair is growing past your shoulders.” you once whispered to him.

“what? do you like?” he cooed while brushing his hand against yours when retrieving the souls.

you answered with a shrug of your shoulders.

another time was when you had people on your canoe and no souls to bring. “your attire is different.” you commented.

“just got promoted, sweet stuff. any update on your name?” he guided the people off your canoe but never took his gaze off of you.

you shook your head.

finally, there came a day where you tapped your foot anxiously against the wood of your canoe. hands delicately handing the souls of the dead to adam, and it was quick for him to notice.

“are you good?” he asked.

after transferring the souls, you took his hands and brought yourself up to the dock. this was the first time you ever stepped foot on something close to land, for your balance knew nothing more than the movement of the water. his touch was warm and welcoming, his expression falling into one of surprise. your cold fingers ran up to his wrists, your thumbs pressing against his plush skin.

“y/n is my name.” you kept his hands at bay, like you knew he was coming for your veil to show your face. you felt that twitch, but he remained calm.

“you sound like a y/n.”

this was the first night you looked over your shoulder — adam stood at the dock and fluttered his wings in a way to say farewell — quite the odd fella. no matter how brash he seemed, he always made sure to wish you well on your travels.

lucifer was no different, as you could see more similarities than differences. you recall meeting his wife once or twice, but never more than small encounters of a kind greeting. the king of hell wasn’t always there, yet he tried and you could see that each time. a sheepish smile and a wave of his hand to dismiss the last time he hadn’t seen you. he was always kinder than adam,and more hospitable than you want to admit.

“golly! that’s quite a large batch than last time, don’t you think?” lucifer gawked, taking the three jars that illuminated with flickering lights: souls always resembled fireflies to him, not that you would know what they were. “are you sure these are earth's arrivals?”

you gave a curt nod, pulling at your veil so it wouldn’t fall. “some didn’t meet heaven's judgement,” you whispered. “rules are a little skewed right now, but they hope to figure it out soon.”

you watched lucifer expression fall sour before his gaze fell on the jars. his lips tugged into a solemn smile before he sighed. “yeah, heaven has always been a little unorganised — besides the point, are you hungry? lilith just cooked a nice batch of-“

“it’s best for me to leave.” you brought your paddle to your chest, your fingers curling around the smooth wood that helped you with your sails. you always preferred to stand while sailing the rivers. “you have a wonderful week.” you bowed your head before bringing the tip of your paddle to the edge of the dock, pushing yourself back to the waters.

“maybe next time.” lucifer never said bye, farewell, see you later, none of it. never believed in it and will continue to offer a place in his castle for you.

there came a year where lucifer hadn’t shown up at all, and it was very unlikely that he would get someone else to do his job for him. instead, you would finally rubber ducks on the dock — different varieties of them — at first, you didn’t know what to think of them, nor did you know what they were. curious, you took each one and left the souls, or person, to wait at the dock while you left.

you never took these creations to adam, as you were more embarrassed by the fact you did not know what they were. so you left it to conversations with the dead to explain it to you.

“they’re toys!”

“they’re meant for the water!”

“you can squish them and they’ll make a sound!”

each one explained in various ways, and it always intrigued you. while you forbade yourself from touching the porcelain waters of souls, you did drop those ducks on to the water and watch them float.

while you sailed down the rivers of entering hell, you found the air to be cold. in all your years of coming to this side of all 6 realms, hell was never meant to be cold. you found yourself listening more intently, barely stroking your paddle through the calm waters, lifting your veil over your eyes to catch a figure waiting for you at the docks.

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♥︎ Blitzø

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♥︎ Moxxie

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♥︎ Millie

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♥︎ Stolas

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♥︎ Beelzebub

General SFW/NSFW Headcanons (Coming Soon)

♥︎ Fizzarolli

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♥︎ Asmodeus

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#scream x reader #stu macher x reader #billy loomis x reader #ethan landry x reader #gotham x reader #jerome valeska x reader #spock x reader #adrian chase x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #ofmd x reader #avatar x reader #jake sully x reader #neteyam x reader #wednesday x reader #wednesday addams x reader #xavier thorpe x reader #goosebumps x reader #gideon graves x reader #todd ingram x reader #lucifer x reader #angel dust x reader #vox x reader #the vees x reader #stolas x reader #fizzarolli x reader

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one of these days you will see me write one of the characters call their s/o their sweet sugar honey pot pie sweetykins just to dodge the bullet of babe/baby istg

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