#*picks up husk like a cat picks up husk like a cat picks up husk like a cat picks up husk like a cat picks up husk like a cat picks up hus*

[ronnie-quinn]

Tummy Time

Plot: Angel does some tummy time.

Co-written with/credit to: @yourneurodivergentlady

Edited by me

It wasn’t often that Angel regressed to his baby headspace, for he preferred to stay in the older range. Today was a bit different. You see, Angel had a difficult week at work due to Valentino, and he’d regressed particularly young because of it. Husk didn’t mind, though. He always loved taking care of his Angel.

At the moment, said spider was laying on his tummy on the floor. He cooed softly behind his pacifier as he played with a set of dangly plastic keys. Due to Angel’s young headspace, Husk was having him do tummy time.

“You havin’ fun, kiddo?” Husk asked as he patted Angel’s floofy hair.

Angel cooed some more as he reached up to his caregiver.

Husk bent down to kiss his forehead. He pushed some more of Angel’s toys closer to him and sat beside him. The spider reached for an ocean-themed pop-up toy and interacted with it, pushing the buttons and causing the ocean creatures to pop up.

“You like that toy, hmm?” Husk asked.

Angel giggled as he kept playing with the toy of his choice.

Husk smiled. “I’ll take that a yes.”

He watched as Fat Nuggets trotted over and curled up next to Angel. The spider babbled as he petted the pig. Fat Nuggets tucked himself under Angel’s chin and oinked softly.

Husk spotted Angel’s Peek-A-Boo Magenta stuffie. It was one of the spider’s most beloved toys in the world! Magenta was one of his favorite characters from Blue’s Clues, and he loved any shade of pink.

Husk then got an idea.

“Hey, baby, look at Magenta! She wants to play a game with you!” the cat cooed as he took the toy and squeezed its tummy, making her little ears pop up.

Angel squealed joyfully as Magenta played peek-a-boo with him.

Husk did it again.

Angel squealed again, giggling and reaching for the stuffie Husk was holding. He passed it over to the eager baby. The spider struggled to squeeze Magenta’s tummy, causing him to whimper with frustration.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Husk soothed. “Here, let papa show you.”

The cat took the toy back and showed Angel how to squeeze her tummy, then her ears flew up.

Angel cheered up and started giggling once more. Husk handed it back to him and ruffled his hair. Suddenly, Angel dropped his pacifier from his mouth and began to chew on Magenta’s ear.

Husk soon put two and two together and realized the baby was teething.

“Here, let’s get you an alternative,” Husk said as he grabbed a pink, starfish-shaped teether from a teether basket. He gently removed Magenta’s ear from the spider’s mouth and replaced it with the teether. “Toys like Magenta aren’t for chewing, okay? They could break, or you could accidentally tear them up.”

Angel grew sad, worried that his papa was angry with him.

“Hey, I’m not mad, honey…” the cat quickly soothed as he gave Angel’s forehead a kiss. “It’s okay. Please don’t cry.”

Fat Nuggets grunted and snuggled underneath the spider's chin.

Husk noticed Angel's Rainbow Puppy stuffie laying next to some of his toys and picked it up.

The cat began singing Itsy Bitsy Spider as he moved the dog stuffie’s arms, pretending that it was doing the hand movements to said song.

“The Itsy, Bitsy spider climbed up the water spout…” Husk softly sang. “Down came the rain, and washed the spider out.”

Angel looked up at Husk and Rainbow Puppy and started cooing. The cat then booped Angel's nose with the stuffie, causing the spider to cheer up and giggle.

“You wanna hold Rainbow Puppy, bubba?” Husk asked once the song was finished.

Angel responded by petting Rainbow Puppy and babbling around his teether. Husk handed the toy to his baby and patted his head. He looked down at his phone and saw that Angel's tummy time was over.

“Alright. Playtime’s over, now it’s rest time,” Husk cooed as he scooped the baby up from his mat. “Let’s go get you a bottle.”

Angel rested his head on Husk’s shoulder, hugging him as the cat purred. Husk carried him to the kitchen and began to prepare a bottle, softly humming to the baby as he popped it into the warmer.

“Think you’re ready for night-night? We've gotta let the num-nums you've had for lunch do its magic," Husk crooned at he tickled Angel's tummy.

Angel giggled under his papa’s touch and squirmed, popping a thumb in his mouth as he yawned. Husk replaced the digit in Angel’s mouth with a clean pacifier that was sitting in the dish drainer.

The spider suckled on the soother as the bottle heater beeped. Husk removed the bottle from the warmer before checking it on his wrist — it was at a perfect temperature. He walked upstairs while bouncing Angel gently. The baby watched as Fat Nuggets followed them to the nursery. They reached the room and Husk sat in the rocking chair to feed Angel.

“You ready for your milk, kiddo?” Husk asked as he replaced his pacifier with the bottle.

Angel snuggled in his caregiver's embrace as he was fed.

“There we go. Just drink up, baby.” Husk kissed Angel’s forehead and began to rock back and forth. Fat Nuggets rested by the cat’s feet.

The spider yawned as he rubbed his eyes.

Husk set the bottle to the side and sat Angel up on his shoulder, patting his back gently to get any burps out. Angel let out a couple of small burps, and nuzzled his head on Husk’s shoulder.

“Good baby,” Husk cooed. “You ready to go to sleep now?”

Angel’s eyes widened when Husk said “good baby”. It reminded him of work and how Valentino would always say “good boy” whenever he obeyed him. The spider tightened his hug around Husk as tears began to form.

Husk frowned as he patted Angel’s back. “What’s wrong?”

Angel shook his head as he tried his hardest not to cry. Husk soon realized what he’d just said and immediately felt guilty.

“I’m sorry, Angel. I didn’t mean to upset you.” Husk soothed as he continued to rock the little spider. “No one’s here to hurt you, baby. Papa and Nunu are here. We love you.”

Angel sniffled as he continues hugging Husk, afraid that he’s going to let him go.

“It’s okay, baby. You’re okay.”

A few minutes passed by and Angel slowly calmed down. His tears dried up and he yawned. Husk placed the pacifier from before his feeding back into his mouth and kissed his knuckled. The cat began to slowly stand up from the rocking chair and headed over to the bedside crib that was next to Husk’s bed. He began to gently lay the baby down when the latter began to whine.

”I’m not going anywhere, baby. You just need to get some rest. It’s naptime,” Husk reassured softly as he gave the spider gentle head pats. Angel yawned as he leaned into Husk’s hand. He closed his eyes, his breathing becoming slower.

Fat Nuggets let out a soft oink as he walked over to the cat and snuffled at his leg. Husk blinked a few times and glanced down. “Oh, sorry. I nearly forgot you, Fat Nuggets.”

Husk bent down and picked the pig up before placing him in the crib with Angel.

“Keep an eye on him, okay?” Husk said as he tucked Fat Nuggets in with Angel. The pig rested next to the spider, snuggling underneath his chin. Husk gave them both a kiss and tucked them in. He waited until Angel was asleep to lay him down in the bedside crib. Husk turned on the bedside crib toy, causing soft music to play. He then walked over to his bookshelf and grabbed himself a book to read.

Husk then returned to the rocking chair and began reading, keeping his promise to Angel that he wasn’t leaving him.

[blu3cl0v3rs]

vita mutatur, non tollitur

"vita mutatur, non tollitur" - life is changed, not taken away.

Morro builds a new life for himself, starting with a cat.

Warnings: Mental health issues, self-indulgent fic, possibly ooc Morro?

Extra: I wanted to give Morro a redemption arc and a cat, and decided that the Ninja and Wu will not be there to cause drama until after Morro's redemption arc. I've been working on this for so long-

Morro is revived alongside Garmadon not Garmadon, his unc- the man he knew was kind and would never hurt his son. That... thing is a monster in the crude shape of Garmadon's husk. He's given a choice, but instead of picking a side with the Ninja or Garmadon, he goes into hiding, stalking the grimy, abandoned streets of Ninjago.

Wu and most of the Ninja are presumed dead, the remaining Water Ninja and Green Ninja hate him, and Garmadon is not the same man he met 40-some years ago.

Where does he go? What does he do? What purpose does he have?

The wind doesn't seem to respond as much anymore. As expected, why would such a powerful, amazing element be wasted on a good-for-nothing like Morro?

The wind master wanders the streets, barely convincing himself each morning to keep on living.

The human body is very finicky; needs sleep, needs food, needs water, it's so needy.

He finds a small cat. A little, skinny but fluffy black cat with crusty green eyes and the saddest meow you've ever heard.

He shouldn't take in the cat. He can barely take care of himself, not to mention he'd just forget about feeding it. He'll probably end up hurting it like he hurts everyone else around him, so he really shouldn't take it in.

...but feeding it sometimes wouldn't be horrible. Eating with it makes Morro feel just a little less alone.

But nothing else.

—

He feeds her it every day. He eats with it, so, if just out of convenience, he's always near the scrawny kitten whenever he decides to eat, he pretends he doesn't notice. She might be growing on him.

He lets her- it sleep with him. The thing is so small, it shivers itself to sleep. The poor kitten will die in the winter. He curls around her protectively to stave off the elements. His element is kind enough to avoid blasting them with sharp gales of frozen air.

Morro is never seen without her. The locals call him "Black Cat Man", as she's always visible peering curiously out of his hood, resting on his shoulders. She's gained weight, and is looking more healthy, rather than emaciated.

—

Maybe she should have a name.

"Shadow?" No.

"Midnight?" No.

"Ash?" No. Light nip on the ear.

"...Violet?" Purring and a nuzzle to the cheek.

When Lloyd and the Ninja liberate the city, Morro helps.

Not much, but he helps. He guides crowds of escapees to safe locations, escorts people out of unstable buildings, finds people trapped in rubble; he helps.

Violet cheers up some siblings that got separated from their parents. The family reunites, and the children ask for a black cat.

Wu is alive. He looks strangely young, but he is alive.

Morro cries in an alleyway when he is finally alone. With Violet, of course. He missed his Sensei.

Part of him considered trying to return. Arriving one day to the monastery, the doors wide open and Wu waiting for him. To apologize for everything he did and just be his student again.

But, he can't. He's hurt too many people, hurt those his sensei care for. Hurt Lloyd.

He cannot return.

He will imagine anyways.

Morro got a job. Apparently, he fit the "emo-punk vibe" the store was going for. He doesn't know exactly what they mean by that, but at least he doesn't have to steal food anymore.

He also got an apartment. It is quite small, but enough space for him and Violet. The place came with furniture and appliances, so he bought cat supplies and clothes. The wind elemental was told by a worker that he had an outdated style – she pushed him over to a store that had, in her words, "alternative clothing", which "fit his vibe" more.

He thinks she's right after trying on a few outfits.

Her name is Eryn. She gives him her phone number, the nickname "Stripes", and tells him, "Once you get a phone, call me up, 'kay Stripes?"

—

Morro thinks Eryn's pretty cool. Likes her... "vibe". Is he using that word correctly?

New slang is so weird.

He's saving up for a phone, which is easy because the place he works at, Skreeming Skullz, pays a good amount of money. As long as rent doesn't raise too high.

He meet two of his neighbors; Acid and Maggie. They're dating, and live together. Acid is something they call "non-binary", which means they aren't male or female.

Morro understands, he feels the same way. He tells Acid this, and they introduce him to all of the different "genders" and "pronouns". He thinks he may be agender.

It doesn't matter to him; he's still Morro.

Whenever their landlord tries to bring up rent, the three of them do things like break windows, yell loudly, graffiti walls, and generally make living suck a little more. Some of their other neighbors do the same thing.

He asks Maggie why. "We're rebellin'," she says. "We're tellin' 'em that we won' pay more to live here, n' no one else'll wanna live in a buildin' with broken windows and rowdy ass neighb'rs."

Violet has gotten much bigger. Morro uses to be able to hold her with one hand, now she fits into his arms, provided he cradles her like a baby.

He also brought her to the veterinarian, got her vaccinated, tested, and given a check up. She is perfectly healthy, surprising considering she grew up on the streets. The vet said Violet looks like a Maine Coon, which means she'll get much bigger. They think she's about 7 months old.

His powers are slowly returning. It reminds him of when he first unlocked his powers. He had to focus to even shift around leaves.

He works to become better. Not like he did with Wu; to become the Green Ninja. He practices because he loves his element. He tentatively told Eryn, Acid, and Maggie about his powers. He thinks they may have made the connection that he's the ghost from the Stiix Incident.

They don't act differently.

—

Morro is... happy. He has a purpose. He's friends with Eryn, they made friendship bracelets and she promised that, no matter how "kooky" or "messed up" he is, she is his friend. He's Violet's caretaker. He's Maggie and Acid's neighbor. He's the Master of Wind.

...

He still misses Sensei Wu.

Most times, Morro's happy. He goes on walks with Violet, catches up on history at the library, texts Eryn modern slang questions, and hikes to the top of hills to feel the breeze.

Sometimes, Morro's sad. He sits around with the old, rickety blinds as shut as possible. He eats cold leftovers from three days ago. He questions if he deserved any of this. On those days, Violet carries over her brush and purrs contentedly as Morro grooms her dark fur. She always makes him feel a bit better. Makes the bad days not as bad.

Sometimes, Morro's angry. He soaks in the silence of his internal fuming. He yells incoherently. He repeatedly hits the wooden table. He complains to Violet about destiny's unfairness.

He isn't angry as often anymore. He has another worth, another purpose, he doesn't need to be the Green Ninja; doesn't need to be Lloyd.

—

The Ninja aren't in Ninjago City much. According to rumors, they're finally rebuilding the monastery.

Ninjago City is rebuilding as well. Morro volunteers around the city, when he can.

It's good that the Ninja aren't often there anymore. His throat seizes and his heart bangs against his ribcage like it's imprisoned whenever he sees the Green Ninja, or the Water Ninja, or Sensei Wu. He cannot be caught.

Morro helps people from getting attacked by fiery snakes, and watches the Prime Empire attack happen through NGTV News at home with Acid, Eryn, and Maggie.

He ventures out more when the Ninja leave to Shintaro.

He finds a nice, serene coffee shop with decent prices. There's a kind barista there, they smell of lavender and coffee, and have a bunch of piercings in their face. Their name is Salem. They used to go to college with Eryn.

Morro's powers are going crazy. He doesn't often use them, unless it's a "rot day", as Maggie calls them. Apparently, when Morro doesn't feel like doing anything because he's done too much, that's normal for some people, and he shouldn't be chastised or forced to work more. He was a bit shocked by this, as that was always Wu's first go-to solution. Then again, that old fool was quite outdated. Morro mostly use them to check for people or to get things out of reach.

He shatters a plate, which scares Violet. Acid and Maggie bursts in to make sure he's okay, and helps him clean up the broken plate. He also sees on the news that the Water Ninja's powers are acting up too; she conjured a water spout and lost control of it. He knows the history of Wojira and their powers connection, but Morro brushes it off.

It's probably fine.

—

A few days later, he scolds himself for brushing that off as he barely keeps Violet and himself afloat. She mewls quietly, clearly upset at this situation.

Morro tries one more time to rocket them out of the water, and this time it works. He uses his now-under-control powers to dry Violet and himself off.

He sets her down, and dives back in to find Acid and Maggie, who are trapped in their apartment. He manages to break a window to get in, causing water to gush in and fill any spaces that haven't been flooded yet. He grabs their hands and they swim like hell to the surface, landing of the rooftop where Violet is.

His phone miraculously works, so he dials up Eryn, who is out of town to visit family. She and her family are luckily okay, as they live up on a mountain. He also checks on Salem, who is saved by one of the Ninja.

They see the Wa- Nya merge with the sea, and a part of Morro nags to join her. He watches as she left her family and friends. He quietly stands near the back of her sort-of funeral.

Morro knows she isn't gone, he had a gut feeling... or is it more his elemental power knowing? His connection with Nya is strange.

He wonders if she could feel it too.

The Ninja seem to disappear along with her.

Kai leaves to teach kids martial arts. Jay leaves. Zane stops expressing emotion. Lloyd completely quit to become a window washer. Cole was the only one that seems to continue semi-normally, but it was obvious Nya's absence affects him too. He has no clue what Sensei Wu is up to. He worries about him, Wu never handles loss well.

While Morro learns about the other Ninja through the news, social media, or rumors around his complex, he discovers Lloyd's fate himself. Hell, he shows up at his window.

To clean it.

Luckily, Morro could tell it's him before he sees into the window, so Morro has a chance to dash into hiding. He doesn't clean windows on Morro's complex often, but Morro makes an effort to never be home when Lloyd's cleaning.

[sunderberry]

i love the kity

[alastor-simp]

Horror Movie Night😈 - Alastor x Reader

Charlie wanted to find an activity to bring everyone together, since a lot of the personalities in the hotel would clash. She had made a list of ideas, but majority of them were turn down for being too childish. The last option was a movie night with everyone, and surprisingly everyone agreed. The genre of movie was the real problem. Charlie wanted a musical. Vaggie had a preference for drama. Angel dust preferred either a steamy flick (aka porn) or comedy. Niffty voted for romance. Husk didn't really care, but he wouldn't be upset if it was an action movie. Sir Pentious was interested in historical / documentaries. Alastor was not a big fan of modern technology especially television, but he would give it a try if the movie was a horror. You enjoyed all genres of movies, so it didn't matter which one you saw. Coming up with an idea, you suggested pulling a name out of the hat, to decide the genre of movie that gets picked. Borrowing Husk's hat for a bit, everyone wrote their name on a piece of paper and tossed it in. After a quick shake, you grabbed the first piece of paper and pulled it out.

Yelp, looks like it was going to be a horror movie as Al's was the name you pulled out. Everyone had made their way to the couch, while some of them sat on the floor. They were all dressed in their pajamas. Niffty had made popcorn and drinks for everyone to enjoy during the movie. Charlie was lighting some candles to add some effect when the movie was playing. Next to you on the couch was Alastor. He was wearing a red stripped top, and black lounge pants. He seemed very cozy. "Hey Al. What movie did you pick?" Alastor looked at you, smiling big as always. 'Well my dear, I picked whatever seemed interesting! I hope you will enjoy it!" Giving an awkward smile back, your eyes turned toward the TV as soon as Charlie pressed play. You didn't mind horror movies, but being the scaredy cat that you were, they still made you scream.

The movie that Alastor picked was "The Descent." The start of the film was a bit slow, but it slowly began to build up overtime. It got to the point in the movie where the characters had entered into the large cave, to explore. Yeah, that was already a red flag. Scanning your eyes around the room, you took in everyone's reactions. Charlie and Vaggie were hugging the life out of each other. Niffty was smiling, but she was clutching on to her plushie very tightly. Angel was on edge and tried to cling on to Husk, only to be pushed back by him. Angel huffed and decided to a least grab Husk's hand for comfort, and Husk allowed that at least. Sir Pentious was cowering on the floor, wrapping his whole tail around him. Alastor was just smiling next to you, obviously enjoying where the movie was going. You, on the other hand, was getting a very bad feeling in your stomach as the characters kept exploring the cave. The pillow that you were holding was being used as a shield as you kept hiding behind it, waiting for something to happen.

The climax of the movie had arrived when the grotesque bat-like monster had made an appearance and proceeded to feast on one of the characters. Everyone in the room had screamed and jumped, including you, as you covered your face with the pillow. There was a chuckle to your right as Alastor was laughing, at both the movie and your adorable reactions. From the start of the film, Al was seeking glances at you, wondering what your next reaction would be. The face you made when the dread set in was highly entertaining to him. However, he did pity you a bit, as he could see that the movie was frightening you tremendously. Unbeknownst to you, you felt someone drape their arm behind your shoulders, pulling your body closer towards them. Looking up from the pillow, it was clear that it was Al who had done it. His eyes were still watching the movie, clearly enjoying the gruesome moments. Not saying a word, you continued to watch the movie, but the feelings of fear had diminished a bit due to Alastor's actions. The movie had finally ended, as the credits began to flash on the screen. Everyone gave a sigh of relief, except Al . Clapping with glee, he found the movie quite invigorating. Vaggie rolled her eyes at him, while whispering "creepy weirdo" under her breath. It had gotten super late, so it was time to head for bed.

Wishing everyone a good night sleep, you carried yourself back to your room, despite the prickling sensation that you felt crawling up your back. That movie was still on your mind, but you tried to push the fear away. Alastor was following from behind , since the both of you were next door neighbors. "Feeling alright, my dear? That picture show had you shaking like a leaf!" He was definitely smirking when he said that. "No s✪✪✪, Sherlock." Grumbling your response back at him, you continued to make your way to your cozy abode. Having arrived at the door, you turned to Al, who had just arrived at his door. "Good night, Alastor." "You as well, my dear!" Making over to the bed, you laid down and got under the covers, adjusting yourself to get comfortable. It took a while, but the droopy feeling had taken effect on your eyes, and you fell into a deep sleep. Pitch blackness was all around you. The muscles in your body felt like they had been ripped apart. The air felt heavy, almost dry like you were underground. Something was moving around you, circling you, watching you. The monstrous sounds it made created a haunting echo. You begged your body to respond, it was no use. The sounds were coming closer. No. NO! You bellowed out a scream.

"Y/N!!" Someone was shaking you, causing your eyes to snap open. Your body was shaking and there were tears in your eyes. You slowly realized that you had a nightmare. Alastor was in front of you, hands on top of your shoulders. His glowing eyes eyeing you with concern, yet his smile was still present. "A-Al? W-what's wrong? W-why are you in m-my room?" Struggling out a response, your eyes looked at Al in confusion. "My dear, I had heard your shrieks of terror and rushed over! It appeared you were having a nightmare! A rather horrible one at that!" He was still holding on to you, which gave you some comfort. "Oh, I'm so sorry if I disturbed your sleep." Taking in a few deep breaths, helped tremendously as you were able to talk properly and control the shaking. Shaking his head, Al had let go of your shoulders, and moved his hands to your cheeks. "Darling, there is no need for you to apologize! But, may I ask what were you dreaming about?" Massaging your cheeks like a cat, Al smiled down at you, softness in his eyes. Explaining it in full detail, Al realized that the film you had witness, was the main cause of the night terror. He had known that you were scared, but not to the point it would result in you kicking and screaming in your sleep. He needed to rectify this.

"Come along, my dear!" Your body left the sanctity of your bed, and ended up in Alastors arms. He was carrying you like a bride. "W-what Al?! Where are you taking me?!" Whispering at him, while your brain was trying to wrap around this situation. Cocking his head to the side, he gave you an optimistic smile. "To my room!" There was no time to refute back as the both of you had arrived at his door. Creaking loudly, the door to his room had opened by itself. His room was like something out of a story book. One side was the normal room decor, illuminated with candle light. The walls were plastered with Alastor's personal trinkets and stag heads. The other side was saturated in moss, tall pine trees looming above. Chirps of crickets could be heard and glowing fireflies were flying around. Eyes widening in amazement, you continued to gaze around the room, earning a laugh from Al. In the center of the room, was an enormous bed, covered in satin sheets and black pillows. "How... How were you able to do this?" You breathed out, as Al placed you on the bed. Raising an eyebrow, he smiled down at you, wagging his finger. "Ah ah ah! A magician never reveals his secrets, my dear!" A thought popped in your head: "Where was he going to sleep." Snapping his fingers, Alastor used his powers to snuff out the flames from the candles, leaving only the fireflies as a source of light. Realization hit you, causing you to jump off the bed, leaving Al staring at you in confusion. "Wait Al! Are you okay with this? Sharing a bed?" Alastor looked at you, head crooked to the side. "Why of course! Are you oppose to the idea? Haven't you had your share of sleepovers with the effeminate spider?" Well yes you had, but this situation was different. "I'm not opposed to it, but I don't want you to do something you aren't comfortable with." You told Alastor this, rubbing your arm with your hand.

He was still befuddled by your statement until he began to wrap his head around of what you were saying. How charming you were! Thinking of him and his aversion to physical contact. "Darling, There is no need to worry." His body moved to crawl under the covers, sitting on the bed and looking at you. His finger pointed towards you, beckoning for you to return back to the bed. Still hesitant about the whole situation and observing his body language, it came to your decision that he was really okay with it. Your feet carried you back over, and slowly made its way under the covers, plopping your head on the pillow. Al huffed, a little annoyed that you didn't follow his instructions. He grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards him. Your head was engulfed in his chest, feeling his chin, nuzzling it. "Comfortable, Y/N?" A warm breath whispered into your ear. His voice sent chills down your back, while also causing your heart to skip a beat. "Mmph" was your response, as your mouth was muffled against his chest. Hearing a hum from above, you felt Alastor nestle closer, hooking his leg over yours. The static emanating from him had quieted down and the thumping sound of his heart sounded much clearer. Extending out a yawn, your eyelids began droop while listening to the calming sound of Al's heartbeat. Soon, your eyelids had closed and you fell into a deep sleep.

Managing to stay awake, Al had watched you, making sure you were able to relax. He never in a million years thought he would be doing something like this. He was the radio demon, the most fearsome and all powerful overlord. Everyone trembled in fear from the sight of him, yet here he was now, cuddling you in his bed. He was getting soft, which displeased him greatly, yet he couldn't help but find it comforting as well. Your very-being was changing him, in both a good and bad way. Sighing, he pushed his thoughts away as he had a busy schedule tomorrow and needed to be well rested for his broadcast. Nuzzling closer, Alastor hugged you tighter. His glowing eyes dimmed and he had fallen asleep as well.

[selineram3421]

Deer Demon Child Headcanons

Requested

Alastor & Child Reader

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ implied death, mention of blood, mention of cannibalism, weapons-gun ⚠

It was a surprise to everyone that a child wandered into the hotel.

A little deer demon.

That's you

Climbed up one of the bar stools and stared the cat man down until he finally noticed them.

"Uh..hey? Kid."

"I want juice!", you pointed at a bottle behind him that was on the shelf.

"That's not juice."

While distracting you with magic tricks and cards games, Husk called Charlie to let her know that a new guest had arrived.

The Princess ran to get to the lobby and rushed over to the bar.

"Hi! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!", Charlie sings out before noticing the little deer. "Oh."

Everyone is called into the lobby.

"Ok!", Charlie claps her hands together and introduces you to the group. "Everyone, be nice and say hi."

Later on you are asked by Vaggie and Charlie how you got to the "red place."

Mostly everyone left and it was only you three. Four.

"Before I woke up here I was with my moma.", you said while coloring your drawing. "Dad had a shiney toy in his drawer and showed it to me a lot of times. It made fun clicking noises. I wanted to play with it, so I took it out."

As you were explaining you drew out the shape of a gun.

"I wanted to show Moma but she looked scared. And when I tried to make the clicky noise it came out different. It made a bang and then Moma fell."

You drew your mother covered in red.

"I tried to wake her up but she wouldn't get up. I got sad and started crying."

You didn't notice Charlie and Vaggie looking sad.

"Then Dad came home and started screaming at me and took the toy away. And then everything went dark for a while."

Picking up your paper, you showed the girls your drawings.

"And then I woke up to the red sky!"

Charlie hugged you after and said that she'll make sure you go to Heaven.

Oof sad backstory.

Husk literally growls at Alastor everytime he mentions venison for dinner.

Alastor has joked to others that he'll eat you but stopped once he grew fond of you.

"Little fawn.", he smiles as he greets you. "Would you like gingerbread cookies?"

To be honest, everyone is worried that Alastor might kill you. But surprise, surprise! They are shocked when he takes care of you instead.

You're the favorite hotel guest.

Anyone that tries anything will be taken care of.

Charlie did a talent show day and you sang, surprising everyone with your angelic like voice.

You're a curious little deer and the hotel guests and staff find you in odd places.

Once Angel found you upsidedown behind the couch that was against the wall.

"What are ya doing back there?", he asked after pulling you out.

"Niffty said there was treasure!", you smiled.

Alastor finds it adorable that you go to him when someone you don't know/scary person is in the hotel.

Sir Pentious is told to put all of his weapons away.

Everyone dubs you as Alastor's child. Even the Radio Demon himself.

Vaggie threatens Alastor after he jokes that you'll be a cannibal like him.

Of course he'd never do that but its funny to see Vagatha's and Husker's pissed off faces.

Alastor keeps up with the human news and learns that your father went to prison. So the Radio Demon waits for the man to fall.

Art will be provided. (Later)

~Seline, the person.

Part 2

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[deadghosy]

I didn't know we could request readers getting hurt. In that case can I request the hotels cast reaction to dogday reader getting the game dogday treatment as an exterminator cuts them in half. Like game dogday they're still alive but ouchy

TW: GORE AND BLOOD MENTIONS (not detailed but it’s there)

HAZBIN HOTEL X DOGDAY! READER

prompt: during the fight against the Angels, you let your guard down at the wrong moment…..

You used your 8ft frame and to slap and crush the angels as Angel dust shoots the angel from your shoulder as husk throw explosive dice and sharp spade cards around you three. It was a good them effort as you had his stomped out an Angel with your huge paw. You were helping the hotel defend against the angels as you never saw this actually coming.

You heard a whimper seeing one of the egg boiz be chased by an angel as you ran over and crushed the angel’s head in your paw that had angelic metal in it. The egg boi immediately cuddled up to you as you picked it up.

You must have been so worried that you didn’t noticed an angel behind you and the egg. But it was too late as the egg boi’s eyes widen seeing an exterminator behind the two of you.

You felt a stab in your abdomen as you looked down to see an angelic spear stab you. You felt blood trickle down your mouth as it burned inside of you.

A piercing scream rang out the battle field as you felt you lose the strength seeing blood pour out. Your friends perk up at that knowing scream of yours. Charlie looks down from the roof with her father to see what was going on. She gasped covering her mouth lookin at you. The angel takes the spear out of you as she slashes your body in half.

Your upper and lower body collided to the ground and blood spill from your mouth hearing foot steps and an evil laughter as you heard someone’s voice. “DONT WORRY! WE’RE COMING SUNNY!” It was all muffled due to the blood loss as you couldn’t hear who it even was.

Blood filled your nose, screams, the feeling of blood loss, and the sounds of bombs blowing up. It all rang in your ears as the last thing you see is the angel who cut you being shot. Before you passed out.

You wake up seeing the crew look down relieved but some had a disturbed face as you tried to move your “legs”…..

Your legs….wait….

You look down to see your bottom half to be gone only to se a bandaged half. Your eyes widen shaking as the white pupils of your eyes disappear. You sob painfully looking down as your dog ears over your face. Charlie covers her mouth seeing your sadness at the lost of your legs as she hugs you .

Angel and husk joins as well as the other as they all crowed you trying to show that they are here for you. You felt loved, but what will you do now…….

Months has passed and you are in a wheel chair. At the loss of your legs, it’s like you became a new person who doesn’t smile much but still grant a smile towards a friend who needs one. You have the slight scent of vanilla but mixed with blood due to the blood in your body at times. Your voice also had changed as the scream you let out ruined your normal vocal cord. So now you sound a little depressed.

But still Charlie helps you to walk with you using your arms. You got the hang of it quickly but you’re use to the wheelchair since it doesn’t take your energy away.

Angel helps you move around in your wheel chair as he makes joke with you as you smile or with either grumble jokingly at his dirty jokes.

Lucifer, he’s trying to find a way to heal you as he feels like he failed to protect you. One of his own people. Even his own friend that he felt like you were as you always was friendly to other and him.

Alastor lets you sleep in your wheel chair as he plays soft jazz in your room or if you want to listen to his radio broadcast

Husk still snuggles again you but not like a cat in your lap type snuggle. Nah he just lays down with you on the couch as you snore while he purrs.

Niffty decorated your wheel chair to your liking as she smiles seeing your grateful smile as she hugs your fluffy arm.

[tune-on-in-folks]

Day 9! I had to force myself to stop editing this one, probably because this is my first Alastor fic. I hope you enjoy.

Tags/Warnings: Ace Alastor, non-sex repulsed Alastor, jealousy, fingering, p in v sex, biting, blood consumption, marking, kind of a/b/o?, reader is a deer demon, creampie, fem!reader. Word Count: 2,925

There was something about you that drew Alastor’s attention. He couldn’t care less about the sinner’s in the hotel. Only playing the part of a gracious hotelier for his own entertainment. But you. You were an intriguing sinner that drew his attention, much to his own disgust. Perhaps it was because you were also a deer demon? Whatever the reason, he disliked it.

He went back and forth on finding your presence so very grating, and craving it all the same. When he had expressed his utter annoyance to Rosie she only laughed and told him he was catching feelings. He had laughed. Him? Catching feelings? Absolutely unheard of. And Rosie herself even had the gall to sound shocked! So Alastor decided the next best course of action was to simply ignore you.

It worked. For a while, that was. Until he noticed how dejected you appeared as he sought to actively avoid you. It was almost like you…enjoyed his presence. He found himself going back to tolerating being in the same room as you, but never speaking to you. He ignored you blatantly, ignoring how the sight of your face falling pulled at his heartstrings. His smile always strained at how crestfallen you’d look. And finally, much to his relief and chagrin, you started avoiding him.

You no longer sought him out, if he was already in the room, you’d simply look away. You didn’t go to him for simple things, the trivial things that you had once sought him out for. To tell him of something funny or to ask about his day. He didn’t miss it…that’s what he told himself. He didn’t mind you turning from him, sadness shining in your eyes. He didn’t mind it when Husker or Angel Dust made you laugh and banished the sadness from your eyes. And it certainly did not bother him when Lucifer noticed your crestfallen mood one day, procuring a rubber duck for you. Alastor certainly did not dislike the smile on your face at the sight. He just disliked that it was the King of Hell who had made you smile like that.

Today was unlike any other, he was sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of neat whiskey. You return to the hotel and head towards the bar, your eyes rolling over Alastor briefly before turning your attention fully to Husk, not even sparing the Radio Demon a simple ‘Hello.’ The radio static picks up around Alastor, almost biting into your skin. Alastor’s smile strains, his eye twitching in pure annoyance at your dismissive nature. He ignored that he had been doing the same to you just a week ago. His hand flexed, his fingers tightening around the glass of whiskey.

“Hello, Husk!” You greet brightly, flashing the ex-overlord a dazzling smile.

“Hi.” The cat-sinner greets, sounding slightly grumpy, “What can I make you today?”

You hum, tilting your head slightly, the action mirroring Alastor’s own habit. “I’ll take anything you make me, Husk!”

The bartender smiled slightly, shrugging. “Well then I better not hear any complaints.”

“No complaints.” You smile, sitting one bar stool away from Alastor. “I promise.”

Alastor sipped on his whisky, his eyes never leaving you as you interact with Husk, his eyes narrowing slightly. After a moment Husk sets a drink in front of you earning a smile and a flick of your ear.

“Thank you, Husker.” You say, bringing the drink up to your lips.

You make a face at the taste, but don’t say anything, choosing instead to sip at the drink.

“You don’t have to pretend to like it, you know.” Husk said, chuckling at your look of disgust.

You shake your head, “You said no complaints. I’m not complaining.”

You took another sip of the horrible liquid, an involuntary shiver running through your body. Alastor watches you, watching your reaction, how you respond to Husk. He notes how your eyes shine, how you so willingly interact with Husk while ignoring him. You went as far as to sit an entire bar stool away from him. He felt weirdly jealous, though he'd never admit to that aloud. His eye twitch returned, the sound of static rising dangerously around him. And you roll your eyes at him!

A cold feeling of anger runs through Alastor as he stands up suddenly. His sudden movement draws your attention away from Husk, your eyes meeting red.

He speaks your name, his voice cold and demanding. “A word?”

You take a deep breath, standing up and catching Husk’s gaze. There was a warning there, silently urging you not to trust Alastor. You slam down the rest of your drink, cracking your neck slightly. As though you needed the liquid courage to deal with him. The thought annoyed Alastor. You take a deep breath, before turning to face the Overlord.

“Certainly.” You flash him a smile, one that he knows is fake.

It irks him to no end. But the fact that you’ve even agreed to step aside with him is a miracle in itself, especially after the way he’s been treating you. He leads you just out of Husk’s sight. Where you raise an unimpressed eyebrow and cross your arms against your chest.

“What is it, Alastor? Are you finally going to tell me what I’ve done to earn your ire?” You challenge, your eyes never leaving his.

“Earn my ire?” He echos. “My dear, you’re mistaken. You’ve done nothing of the sort!”

His voice is bright and chipper, like it always is. Your brows furrowed before you could stop them. Confusion and hurt flashing through you. You liked Alastor, you did, or… had. You felt safe near him for whatever reason, his presence was calming to a weird degree. You had, at one point, found yourself drawn to the enigmatic Overlord, wanting to know about him. But his actions, his means to ignore you, had told you loud and clear that your presence wasn’t welcome. You were obviously nothing more than an annoyance. Why else would he go through such lengths to avoid you or just blatantly ignore you? It had to have been because he didn’t like you, what other reason could there have been?

“Then why?” You ask softly, your voice full of genuine hurt.

You take a deep breath, turning away from him. “Nevermind, you won’t tell me anyway.”

Alastor found himself stepping forward, reaching out to grip your wrist. He didn't like that you turned away from him, that you were intent on walking away. The both of you melted away into shadows, reappearing a moment later in his room. You gasped at the sensation, swaying slightly.

“What the fuck!?” You gasp, turning to look at Alastor, demanding an explanation.

“Such nasty words.” He chides, “I believe, my dear, you owe me an explanation.”

“What?” You whisper, your head tilting in confusion. “About what?”

“About why you’ve been so keen on ignoring me.” He takes a step forward. “Why do you insist on giving them more attention?”

Your brows furrow again, a frown taking over your face. “You were the one ignoring me, asshole!” You snap, “Fucks sake, Alastor, it almost sounds like you’re jealous.”

You shake your head, laughing in disbelief. Alastor’s eyes narrow, closing the distance between the two of you. He grabs your hand, yanking you against his body. He wraps his other arm around you, holding you close to him.

“Now, now, my dear. I cannot be jealous of what belongs to me.”

You laughed in his face again, slightly in disbelief, but mostly in frustration. “You can’t be serious.”

“I am completely serious.” He replies simply, “And perhaps it’s time I lay that stake. Make it clear just who owns you.”

His words make you shiver, your heart beating a little faster. But that doesn't stop your utter bafflement.

“You don't own me.” You roll your eyes, trying to push away from him. “And there's no way in the seven circles that I will ever give you my soul. So fuck you.”

His smile strained yet again, his eyes narrowing, betraying his discontent. “Come again?”

You understand that he's daring you to challenge him again, prompting you to step out of line.

“Two weeks!” You hiss, “First you avoided me, disappearing from every room I stepped in. Then you just blatantly ignored me. Do you understand how much that hurts? And if… if I haven't done something to earn your ire then you must just simply hate me. Regardless, I'm not going to give you my soul. Why should I? When you treat me like this?”

If his smile could fall, it would have. Instead his expression softened, a sadness entering his eyes. Something that had your heart stuttering within your chest, squeezing with unease.

“You think I hate you?” He asks softly.

“Yes!” You huff in slight aggravation, trying your best to ignore how he’d looked almost crestfallen. “Why else are you avoiding me? Ignoring me? Treating me like I’m nothing?”

“It was never my intention to hurt you, my dear-”

“Yeah?” You scoff. “Well, you did!”

“May I finish?” he asks, radio filter falling away from his voice as he pulls you closer.

You clench your teeth but nod, permitting him to finish whatever he had to say to you.

When he speaks the filter is back, “It was never my intent to make you think that I hate you, or that I was upset at you. Whatever may I do to make it up to you?” 

 You take a deep breath before deciding, “Stop ignoring me for one.”

“Am I ignoring you right now, little one?” He asked, leaning forward, his breath fanning against your neck.

You swallow, unable to stop the whimper from spilling from you at his closeness. There was no stopping how your body responded to him, though you wished it wouldn’t.

“N-No.” You begrudgingly admitted, “But you have been… and that’s hurt, Al.”

His lips brush against your neck, your eyes closing at the sensation.

“My deepest apologies, my dear. As I mentioned, it wasn't my intention. Perhaps I can make it up to you right now?” He offers, his bottom lip trailing across the skin of your neck.

His touch ignited a path of fire that burned hot at the slight contact. “H-How?” You ask, slightly breathless. 

How had he managed to turn the tables on you so fast? You were supposed to be upset at him! And you were, for the most part. But you were also aware that Alastor held you in his arms, his body pressed against yours. His soft cologne surrounded you, drew you in, made you feel calm.

“First…I think I should make my claim.” His teeth grazed against your shoulder, sending a thrill through you. “Then perhaps I can ask for your forgiveness?”

He was a charming bastard, you’d give him that. “And if I say no?”

He chuckles, the sound surprisingly deep and baritone, sending a thrill straight to your core. “Oh, my dear, I don’t believe you’ll be saying no when I’m done with you.”

His lips pressed against your neck in an almost tender kiss. “Don’t you like the idea of being mine?”

You did indeed like the idea of being his, your body did too. Arousal swirled in your core. But you were still hurt, still confused as to why he'd been acting the way he had.

Your voice wavered, “f-fuck. That’s not fair.”

He chuckled, the sound sending more heat pooling between your legs against your will.

You swallowed, looking away from him, “at least tell me why you've been acting like you have.”

Alastor tilts your chin up, drawing your gaze back to him. “I'm afraid, my dear, you've caught my attention. Earned my affection.”

You swallow thickly, your eyes meeting his. His pupils were slightly blown wide with an animalistic edge that made him look feral. And unfortunately for you, he also looked damn sexy.

You close your eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to calm down. “That doesn’t explain why you’ve been acting like you have.” 

Alastor leans forward, his breath fanning over your face. “I was avoiding you because I didn’t want to feel like this. These feelings are… confusing.”

Your eyes flutter open again at the rawness to his tone. He sounded genuine. “And now?”

“Now…I think it’s best I don’t ignore these feelings.” His lips brushed lightly against yours.

Your heart skips a beat, a small whimper falling from your lips. “And?”

He smirks, his face dipping beneath your chin, his nose grazing along your neck. “I’m going to make you mine. What do you say?”

“O-Okay.” You whisper, your desire winning out over the bells and whistles going off in your head. “Make me yours.”

His grin spread wider, the word “Lovely” spilling from his lips with such a low growl, it nearly shook you to the core. Alastor presses a soft kiss to your neck, before sinking his teeth in without warning. You yelp in pain, your eyes widening as he sucks. His tongue laps up your blood, soothing the sharp sting into a throbbing ache.

“Come tomorrow, everyone will know who owns you.” He promises, claws effortlessly shredding your shirt.

“Fuck, Alastor!” You whine, not having expected him to do that.

You also didn’t expect him to shred your skirt or your panties. His claws glided through the fabric like butter- shredding them effortlessly. His fingers find your clit, rubbing gently. His touch is in stark contrast to the roughness he had just used to shred your clothes.

Your knees buckled beneath you, your hips rolling against his touch. How long had you dreamed about him touching you like this? How many times had you convinced yourself it would never happen? And now here you were, Alastor slipping two fingers inside you. His lips found yours, your eyes fluttering as he worked your entrance open. Soft moans fell from your mouth, almost timid in nature. He pulls his fingers from your cunt, bringing his slick covered fingers to his mouth. He popped them in, sucking your arousal from his fingers. He hums the sound almost like approval. Your face flushed with heat at the thought of him approving of how you tasted.

Alastor stepped forward, backing you up slowly until the backs of your legs hit his bed, and you crumbled beneath him. He followed you down, his mouth capturing yours in a searing kiss. After a moment he pulls away, his hands reaching for his slacks. You watch in silent fascination as he unbuttons and unzips them, before shoving them down his legs, his boxers following. The sight of his semi-hard cock has you swallowing thickly, your legs pressing together.

“At-ta-ta.” He scolds, forcing his knees in between your legs, spreading them wide. “I want to see you.”

You whine, unable to hide the pure desire running through you. You watch Alastor wrap his hand around his cock, pumping lazily until he’s completely hard.

“I thought you didn’t like sex… or anything.” You murmur, brows furrowed.

“I don’t,” Alastor confirms, shifting forward, running his cock through your slick. “But I will indulge if that means claiming you completely. Marking you as mine.”

“Marking me?” You ask softly, unfamiliar with how your own deer nature worked exactly.

“Indeed!” He replies brightly, thrusting forward, his cock slipping halfway inside you.

You gasp, your eyes widening as he continues to press inside you, never letting up for a single moment. His cock stretches you wide, the sensation burning slightly. There was a mix of pleasure and pain as he entered you, pushing forward until he was completely buried inside you.

“Alastor.” You whisper, breathless, a moan falling from your lips.

“Yes, my dear?” He murmurs, pulling out of you slowly, only to snap his hips back into you sharply.

“Oh fuck!” You moan, back arching against him.

Alastor picks up a steady pace, following your every moan and sigh. “That’s it ma chéri, you take me so well.”

He leans forward, pressing his mouth against your neck again. His pace was increasing, his thrusts hard and frenzied. You were so close, your body quivering with the rising pleasure. Alastor sunk his teeth into your neck again. The sensation had you crying out, your walls squeezing his cock tightly. He moved lower, biting again. He sucked at the wound, encouraging you to bleed, before lapping up the blood. The feeling sent you over the edge. You came hard, your walls fluttering almost painfully around Alastor’s cock. He hisses, biting your shoulder as his cock stills inside you. Hot ropes of cum splash into you, your walls squeezing around his cock, milking him for every drop. Alastor collapses against you, resting his forehead against your shoulder as he catches his breath. Slowly, he pulls out of you, his release leaking out of your used cunt.

“Now.” He decides, a smirk on his face, “You’re mine, and everyone will know it.”

You feel slightly dazed, your eyes closing as you catch your breath.

“I’m yours.” You echo, before adding, “But you’re still not getting my soul.”

He laughed, “Trust me my dear, I just want you, not your soul.”

His words make you smile, your body relaxing into his bed. You were faintly aware of Alastor snapping, of suddenly feeling clothed. He drapes a blanket over you a moment later, shifting beside you.

“Sleep well, ma chéri.” He whispers into your ear.

His voice was the last thing you heard as you slipped into unconsciousness.

[a-hazbin-reader]

HII

Could you do some hcs of alastor with wife!reader who ABSO(LUTE)LY adores dogs? (alastor hates the dog with his entire life)

I mean...he kinda has a good reason not to be a dog person...

😡

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Alastor Vs Doggo 🐶 Cannibalism, Vox getting owned by dog

Description: ☝️⬆️

Look, Alastor loves you deeply and would do anything for you, absolutely anything

Except let you have a dog

Absolutely not, he won't have a dog running around in his hotel and creating problems

He can already see it

The dog using the hotel as it's personal bathroom, gnawing on his hooves and ruining all the furniture

Humping everything in sight!!

You can have anything else, you can have Niffty! She makes a good pet don't you think?

No

How about Husk? He's basically a cat

"Fuck you!"

You want a dog, you even have one picked out already

You what? When did you even have time to go look at dogs? He's been purposefully keeping you busy anytime you mention one

The bite marks all over your body are evidence of it

Totally doesn't believe you're actually bringing home a dog until you do, then he's spitting out his tea

"Y/N, darling, what is that?"

"A smoothie."

"You know what I mean."

"Oh this? Our new dog, isn't he cute?"

You can't have a dog in the hotel-

Charlie and everyone else already agreed to it, even Husk said yes just to piss off Alastor

So everyone is on your side and you'll have adequate help, Alastor won't hardly ever even notice the dog

Except he does notice the dog, like all the time

The damned beast is always trying to hop up next to him, only to be shoved off by Alastor

"No furry beasts on the furniture~ The hair is a nightmare to clean up. Disgusting really..."

Not Husk and Angel giving him dirty looks for that one

After a couple of unsuccessful attempts to sit next to him, it simply settles for resting by his feet

At least it makes a decent footrest

Or the dog is always hogging your attention, sitting in your lap, laying with you in bed, following you around

How is a man supposed to sleep with his wife when there's some mutt in his spot???

You've caught Alastor glaring at your dog a few times, especially when you're giving him scratches and pets

He wants to be the one to hog your lap and be pampered by you, maybe you could even try giving him a belly rub or two

It certainly looks appealing

Alastor at least thinks he can get time alone with you outside of the hotel but nope, you insist on taking the dog with you

"He needs the fresh air and exercise, Alastor!"

But your husband needs some alone time with you! He's not being dramatic!

Or he's trying to enjoy his breakfast?? Guess who's paws are on the table, begging and slobbering over the idea of a bite

"Absolutely not, you can just forget abou-HEY!"

Looks like his breakfast now belongs to the dog

You definitely make him another breakfast and apologize over and over again

Kiss him and sit in his lap, then maybe he'll consider forgiving you~

Sometimes, when you're sleeping, Alastor and the dog will be locked into a staring match

"I don't like you."

Whine

Rosie tries to sell him on the idea of just maybe liking this one dog, even she's taken a liking to him apparently

Traitor

You make Alastor promise that he won't ever get rid of the dog, OR EAT HIM, OR HURT HIM

And he can't break a promise he made to his darling wife

But he hates this fucking dog with a passion so when the dog suddenly gets out one day? He's perfectly content to let him run off

Until he realizes how upset you would be that your beloved pooch is gone and that gives him pause

Fffffffffuck

Not him spending all day trying to find a dog he doesn't even like, asking everyone if they've seen him

Nope, no, sorry no, ect

Just when Alastor has just about given up and started to contemplate trying to replace the mutt, he hears a familiar yell

"IS THIS DOG FUCKING PISSING ON ME!?"

Vox

Following the sound, Alastor is greeted with the sight of your dog running circles around Vox, who's standing in a puddle with wet pants

For some reason, the delightful mutt has taken to terrorizing him, biting at his limbs only to jump just out of reach of Vox's claws

Maybe it's something he's picked up from Alastor, you certainly didn't teach the dog that

The sight is too funny for Alastor, who doesn't even try to stop the dog, only laughing maniacally

Maybe this mutt isn't so bad

Later, when he comes home with the dog, you notice they seem much fonder of each other

Alastor goes and picks him out a fancy new leash, he starts giving him table scraps and he even invites the dog to be his footrest

Quit putting your feet on my dog

Stop giving the dog fingers!!

You catch him giving the pup a few scratches here and there, almost in an absent-minded manner

He starts calling the dog by his name instead of calling him beast, mutt, hound, monstrosity, ect

He even gives the dog his own room at the hotel with his own fluffy doggy bed

Okay, that last part might just be him wanting his marital bed back

We love dogs in this house!!

[multi-fandom-imagine]

[Key]

-💕means it has sexual content/Implied sexual content..

-💔means it is an angst fic

-😍means it is a family fic

-💘means it is an angst fic with a happy ending.

-🚫means it contains a Trigger Warning.

─ ★

─ ★Lucifer Morningstar.

🪽:Lucifer realizing he's falling in love Headcanon's

🪽:TransMasc reader x Lucifer. Anything would be amazing but if you rather work with a concept, both reader and Lucifer being awkward because they wanna kiss SO BAD but don't think the other does but when they do it goes 0-100 so fast--💕

🪽:[ underside ] sender leans in and places a suggestive kiss just under receiver's jawline.

🪽:Lucifer giving you oral-💕

🪽:Adam, Alastor and Lucifer taking care of a sick reader.

🪽:sub!lucifer with like, whining and begging-💕

🪽:Broken Hallelujah -💘

🪽:Giving Lucifer a Squishmallow

🪽:Lucifer leaving Hickey's all over the reader

🪽:Imagine giving Lucifer a Duck squishmallow

🪽:How about Y/N giving Lucifer a homemade duck plush holding a heart for valentines day?

🪽:Lucifer being fascinated by you

🪽:Adam, Husk, Lucifer and Alastor helping you while you're on your period.

🪽:dying in Lucifers arms-💔 || coming back with no memories

🪽:Lucifer bringing you breakfast in bed

─ ★Dad!cifer Fics n Things.

🪽:Reader going through labor

🪽:Lucifer Morningstar with a breeding kink.-💕

🪽:Lucifer going feral for his pregnant wife.-💕

🪽:Lucifer with lactation kink

🪽:Lucifer and the reader take Edna to the hotel to meet the others, ironically Alastor would become the favorite uncle just to annoy Lucifer.

🪽: Charlie Morningstar meeting her baby sister.

🪽:Imagine if for Lucifer and Reader’s baby, they wear duck onesies

🪽:Baby's first step's

🪽:Edna is like 5 and she met a boy and calls him her boyfriend and luck just looses 100 off his life.

🪽:Edna visiting the hotel with Lucifer.

🪽:valentines blurb of Edna giving Lucifer a card that says favorite daddy on it. Y/N helped her make it but refuses to take credit.

🪽: Edna's looks

🪽:Lucifer finding out he's having another child

🪽:Edna changing into a duck due to Lucifers things.

🪽:Lucifer comforting you during your pregnancy

─ ★Alastor "The Radio Demon."

📻:Alastor fucking you in his studio.-💕

📻:Alastor giving you a piggyback ride.

📻:[BEND] for the shorter muse to tug the taller muse down so they can kiss their forehead.

📻:Adam, Alastor and Lucifer taking care of a sick reader.

📻:Adam, Husk, Lucifer and Alastor helping you while you're on your period.

📻:Alastor comforting you

─ ★Dad!Alastor Fics n Things.

📻: Alastor with a breeding kink.💕

📻:Alastor's twins beefing with Vox

📻:Alastor's twins

📻:Alastor's Twin's names

📻:Alastor & Husk as Father HC's

─ ★Overlord!Husk

🎰:Husk in his suit

🎰:Husk / Overlord!Husk sex hc's

🎰:Husk / Overlord!Husk hc's

🎰:Giving Overlord!Husk a bj under his desk.

🎰:Falling for the nanny || Nanny!reader finding out she is pregnant.

🎰:Kᥲᑲᥱᑯoᥒ

🎰: Overlord!Husk being jealous of Husk

🎰:becoming a father

🎰:Overlord!Husk in a rut.

🎰:overlord!Husk meets a sad reader during a party at the casino and finds out a overlord that owns her soul is treating them bad, so he wins her soul and treats her with the respect she deserves.

🎰:comforting chubby Husk

─ ★Husk

🍻:Helping Husk through his heat-💕

🍻:Husk comforting you.

🍻:imagine Husk having that problem, he has the same "thorns" on his penis, which was a very ugly problem when he had sex for the first time with his wife.-💕

🍻:Reader-chan just surprises him by giving him achubby plush cat that looks similar to him and he tries to hate it but immediately cuddles it when he's alone.

🍻:Husk surprising you with breakfast in bed

🍻:playing with Husk's ears

🍻:Adam, Husk, Lucifer and Alastor helping you while you're on your period.

🍻:Husk trying a cheesy pick up line on you.

🍻:Imagine Husk's s/o saying: "I'm not even playing cards and I still pulled a king~"

🍻:Husk wearing his old suit for you on date night

🍻:Husk / Overlord!Husk sex hc' || Husk / Overlord!Husk hc's

🍻:Imagine if you're just laying on the couc alone, Husk, and the kits in another room playing or whatever. And out of boredom, you just say: pspspspspsps

🍻:cuddles with a chubby Husk

🍻:Husk x Butterfly Demon Reader

🍻:Husk comforting you

─ ★Dad!Husk Fics n Things.

🍻:Husk as a dad

🍻:Husk carrying his kits

🍻:Husk reacting to Alastor owning his children's souls.

🍻:Husk losing his daughter { AU }-💔,-🚫

🍻:Husk dad blurb

🍻:So is Husk daughter Marilyn a pure white cat? I’m asking because if she is then I can see Alastor petting her in his lap while scheming like those James Bond Villains.

🍻:since husk's little girl is like the runt of the litter, maybe some moments where husk is amazed at how small she is.

🍻:Husk's daughter saying papa for the first time.

🍻:Husk bringing his kits to the hotel

🍻:Husk's kit's names. || color of the kits

🍻:Alastor using a laser pointer on Husk and the kits.

🍻:Husk cleaning his children,too relaxed and focused solely on licking his babies while everyone was purring, and he was accidentally discovered by everyone.

🍻:Husk trying to take a nap with his wife, only for his kits to come barging in, demanding to join in on the cuddles.

🍻:four year old Marilyn giving Husk cupcakes on valentines day. "Papa! Me and mommy made these!"

🍻:cuddling with Husk while pregnant.

🍻:Husk & Alastor as Father's Hc's

🍻:Overlord!Husk meeting the triplets.

─ ★Adam

🍎:Adam, Alastor and Lucifer taking care of a sick reader.

🍎:Lazy morning sex with Adam.-💕

🍎:Can we get depressed/sad Adam x y/n?

🍎:which Adam try's a cheesy pick up line on you.

🍎:Adam, Husk, Lucifer and Alastor helping you while you're on your period.

🍎:Fucking Adam in his office.

🍎:Adam with fem!reader who gets off by adams pleasure during sex

─ ★Dad! Adam things

🍎:Adam as a father HC's ||

🍎:Finding out he's gonna be a dad

─ ★Angel Dust { Anthony }

💄: Angel dust with a butterfly demon reader and they have to fly up to kiss him because he's so tall.

💄: comforting Angel Dust after having a bad day or a nightmare

💄: Angel Dust comforting you.

[colourstreakgryffin]

oh no if an angel tried to decapitate Husk daughter who was hiding and Husk see's this and for a moment turned back into his overlord form temporarily and it made the chains Alastor have on him Crack a little. Imagine if Alastor noticed this too

Haha! That’s actually precious in the most tragic way possible! I actually already picture Husk pulling a Charlie and just changing form in that moment to commit Angel murder!

Husker- Daddy’s Little Girl

The Battle for Hell is getting more and more messy throughout every second. Charlie’s getting apprehended by Adam, Alastor had been beaten in ages ago, Vaggie is struggling a bit with Lute, the Hotel crew are already getting surrounded by so many exterminators.

Husk is among the group of the fighting Sinners and whilst he is expertly fending off Angels to protect himself and his new friends, his mind is littered with how you, his seven year old daughter, are doing. If you’re still okay

He had hid you away in the Hotel before the invasion hit, in the deepest parts where both himself and Charlie suspected the Angels wouldn’t be able to find but sadly… both were wrong. Maybe thirty minutes into the intense battle, Husk’s cat-like ears flicked up at the sound of a terrified child scream echoing through the Hotel’s surfaces, something he could hear clearly and he didn’t hesitate to jump down from the rooftop of the Hotel, since he knew that scream is yours

His mighty big red black and white casino-patterned detailed feathery wings spread open and help drop him down after leaping off the rooftop’s edges, climbing downwards, down the many many feet as fast as he can. His wings beating up and down rather hard, allowing him to pick up even more speed. Angel Dust calls out for Husk in shock for his sudden disappearance but nobody tries to actually stop him

Since they all know he’s going to rescue his daughter

Husk rushes into the Hotel, his many weapons prepared to attack. Furious, his ears still flicking with the sound of your fearful whimpering and crying for help, his feet beating with every single step. He needs to find you, you’re in danger! In no time, the ex-Overlord stops his sprint with a hard skid around the corner of the main Hotel’s entrance hallway, needing to make it to you in time

His golden yellow eyes widening in both intense fear and overwhelming unfiltered fury, at the sight before him… he almost can’t believe what he is seeing

“DADDY! HELP ME!”

You, roughly pressed into the corner and being held up by your neck by a single bloodthirsty Exterminator as you sob out with tears streaming and cry out for Husk as loud as you can, the silent angel gripping it’s angelic spear in it’s free hand whilst the other shoves you up against the wall. In that moment, Husk’s hollow powerless soul radiated a powerful magical force, a wave of strength that rushes through his systems and somehow…

That moment of anger and fear for his babygirl, triggered something thought to be completely impossible. His Overlord Magic, the souls’ powers he collected and the strength to attack an Angel full on has crashed onto him like a big tsunami wave, changing his causal black suspender-supported black pants outfit to his past snazzy business-centred suit and slick-black hairstyle, in a single spiral of orange glowing magic. His wings’ patterns had sharpened up, the red colouring glows a bright orange and his golden yellow eyes also grow a lot more sharper

The soul collar around his neck, the invisible magical green chain tying him to the deal cracked, like a big rock hitting a glass window… but it didn’t break

Even Alastor senses this incredible feat and it makes his bleeding wound throb out, gritting his fangs harder whilst hiding off in the darkness of his Voodoo magic. His tight ownership of Husk’s soul just gotten weaker, the bonds around the feline avian demon loosened up immensely for such a insignificant sinner doing a impossible task; temporarily transform back into his Overlord form

Husk didn’t even bother using the weapons, he used his returning power. Dropping those casino and gambling-centred items for battle to take advantage of being able to tap back into the strength he had lost via his deal with Alastor. The weird magical flow coursing through his bloodstream that made him feel on top of Hell and in that moment, he summons a large claw attack from the ground which smoothly slices off the Exterminator’s arms, the disembodied limbs dropping to the floor with a liquidy squish

Before the merciless angel can possibly behead you, as it was already attempting to do so. Having striked at you with its tall sharp spear. The Exterminator had been forced to drop you rather hard, stepping back whilst Husk openly charges this Exterminator and uses even more of his gained-back Overlord magic to case the Exterminator’s mask-covered and halo plus horn-decorated head with a semi-transparent explosive energy-dosed dice-shaped sphere

Shoving the Exterminator off to the right with a rather agile kick, the pure force behind this shove had caused the Angel to stumble back into the nearby wall with a very hard thump as Husk picks you up quickly, feeling your arms wrap around his neck and face sobbing into his suit-lathered chest, little body shivering, cat-like ears and tail drooped down helplessly

Husk‘s murderous rage-glazed golden yellow eyes glare hatefully at the Angel, who’s barely moving at this point, clutched one of his hands together and that magical sphere half-suffocating the Exterminator quickly blows up, effectively killing your attacker with just two magical strikes. You didn’t look at what your father did since you were so afraid of almost dying again and shuddering in his arms

Husk just glared with heavy angered huffing at the body of the Angel he just killed with his returned Overlord power, almost shaking in his boiling protective rage, all for his precious daughter. Nobody touches you on his watch

The ex-Overlord didn’t even get a chance to check up on you, forcing himself to look away from his handywork, to calm down your fearful and pained sobbing and wailing, since the Hotel begun to shake. He didn’t even bother running on foot, he had used a teleporting power in his current Overlord form and transports both himself and you out in a single blink and soft pop of silvery magic

As soon as you’re both out of the Hotel in that quick flash of teleportation magic, Husk spreads his wings again and takes you up off the ground to dodge the big yellow magical energy beam that slices up the Hotel in a single clean strike. It’s menacing, it’s intense but he isn’t going to focus on that until he has you off in a more safe location. Clearly, he messed up and his first decision didn’t work in protecting you

Husk ensures both you and himself are away from the Hotel enough, his mighty feathery wings flapping in the air with strong sharp gusts of wind slicing out every beat up and down, holding himself and you above the ground

He is usually a lazy man, not preferring to fly but right now. He must put you and your safety above everything so he’ll keep you a few feet away from the crumbling apart Hotel and a few feet off the floor as long as he has to, to make sure no other Angel can get their hands on you

He takes those few seconds of nothing and of the brief safety to check on you, rubbing fingers over your pinned-back fearful ears. Tilting your little chin up with your glowing teary eyes looking up at him as your lips quiver and letting out shaky breathes

You haven’t seen your father in his Overlord form in so long… it’s almost surreal that he is right now. The same suit, the same streaked pushed-back hair, the different patterns on his wings. However, he is still your beloved parent

“Are you okay, Princess? Daddy’s sorry that he didn’t come sooner. Did that bad Angel hurt you?”

[yumiis]

Ooh hiiii! I have an Alastor with child reader ft Husk! Husk’s on babysitting duty (maybe Alastor was broadcasting and didn’t want her to hear??) but reader is super cranky and keeps crying for her dad (because she’s afraid he’s not gonna come back) until Husk finally just brings her to him and Alastor gives her all the reassurance? Very specific I’m sorry!!

YES PLEASE THIS IS SO CUTEEE

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 little girl ; alastor & child!reader

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genre/type; fluff/comfort, drabble

Alastor trusted Husk to some extent, enough to let him watch his daughter while he performed his daily broadcast. Husk knew his broadcasts normally lasted about an hour or an hour and a half on average, so he didn't mind watching you. Plus, you really weren't a bad kid.

You were sitting on the stool across from Husk at the bar, smiling as you watched him pour you some more apple juice. "Husky!!" You whined, making grabby hands at the cat. "What's up, hon?" You kicked your feet against the bar, "I miss Pa!" Husk sighed, "It's only been thirty minutes, lil' thing. Your Pa won't be done for a little while longer." You sniffled, tears coming to your eyes. "I wanna see him! Pleaaasseeee!! What if he doesn't come back?! I don't want him to leave me!!" Husk put his hands over his ears, "Alright, alright! I'll take you to 'em."

You smiled as you sat on Husk's back, playing with the fur on top of his head. "Are we there yet?!" Husk shook his head, "No, almost though. Gah, kid, you're gettin' too heavy. Growin' too fast." You crossed your arms, "Nuh uh!"

As you and Husk approached the entrance to his tower, he placed you back on the ground, "C'mon, you can walk the rest." He smiled, pushing your back is you'd be in front of him. "Go ahead. That's the door." You grinned, running to the door and frantically knocking on it.

"My goodness! I'm quite busy at the moment!" Alastor responded. Husk spoke up, "Your spawn wants to see you." Alastor's ears flopped backwards, "Oh! My, my." He got up, walking to the door and opening it, quickly crouching down to your level. "Oh, sha bebe, what ever is the matter?" He pulled you in for a hug, noticing you were crying. "I..! I didn't want you to leave me forever!" Your dad chuckled, "My little fawn, I would never leave you! You mean far, far too much to me for me to just drop you off somewhere."

You smiled as he picked you up, "My goodness, you're growing much too quickly!" You huffed, "I'm still little!" He nodded, "Indeed you are. Say, would you like to stay with me for my broadcast, darling?" You frantically nodded, "Yes! Yes yes!" He nodded, grabbing the door handle and looking at Husk. "You can go on back to the hotel, old friend." You smiled at Husk, "Bye-bye Husky!!"

[selineram3421]

*deep breath* Ok, someone found a loophole. Requested through messages.

Aftercare Headcanons

Alastor/Angel/Husk X Reader

Warning! ⚠

⚠ suggestive/implied, implied nudity, fluff, implied biting/scratching/bruising, consent ⚠

So after your...ahem..activities, this is what the boys do.

Alastor🎙

Of course he's going to treat you like a God after something so tiring. Only the best of the best for his significant other.

Everything is taken care of. Don't you dare try to lift a finger.

Can you? I mean *cough cough*

Has the bath prepared with rose petals and candles, water at the perfect temperature. He does join you.

Towels and robes folded on the counter nearby the hygiene products.

His shadows take care of cleaning up the bed and changing the sheets.

Will sometimes apologize about the marks left on your skin. Depends.. He does like some of them.

Sometimes he'll add more

Expect a lot of cuddles and kisses while you are being taken care of in the water.

And some sweet talking.

"Tu as goûté devine ma chéri/e~" (You tasted devine my darling~)

Want a massage? Of course.

Food or drinks? Already taken care of.

Once you're ready to get out of the bath, don't bother on getting up. He'll pick you up and dry you himself.

Once in your towel or robe, he'll carry you back to the now clean bed and make sure you're comfortable.

He'll dress you up too if you asked.

If not then he'll bring you your clothes, kissing you on the forehead once you have them in your hands.

No? Nothing at all?

Now you're tempting him.

"Be careful darling."

Won't do anything unless you want to.

He'll hold you close as you sleep.

Extra

Angel🕸

He'll have everything set up for you to take care of each other on the days he's not exhausted from work. Sometimes its a last minute thing.

Wipes or rags are on the nightstand. Along with some other things like a water bottle and easy snacks.

There's a towel on the bed so you don't have to switch the sheets.

He'll clean you up with those first or will scoop you up to the bathroom. Or maybe you scoop him up?

Gets the bath or shower ready while you make sure to get the face masks and robes/towels out.

Expect kisses and tickles while helping each other clean off.

Aw

Once out of the water, both of you put on your robes/towels and get the face masks.

"Fuck babe, you left marks.", he'll say after checking himself in the mirror. "Can you make more?"

You help him dry off as best as you can, giving him kisses as you go.

He might take the kissing up a notch and turn it into a make out session...

Or more

Then its face masks time!

After that, you both get ready to cuddle up in bed and watch t.v.

Fat Nuggets joins the two of you and makes themselves comfortable under one of the blankets.

Pig in a blanket

Helps you take off your face mask when noticing you getting sleepy.

Will kiss you goodnight and spoon you/or be the little spoon.

Husk🃏

He'll do what he can for you. He won't admit it but he went to Angel for some advice and bought whatever he needed to make sure you were taken care of.

He'll help you clean off before offering the shower.

A little awkward because he has not done something like this in a long time. Will start the water if you asked/or teach you how to work the water.

Is a little shy if you ask him to join you.

"You won't like the wet cat look."

He'll go get drinks and snacks if he doesn't join you. If he does join, then he'll call room service beforehand.

Expect kisses and gentle touches while in the water.

Notices that he did leave some marks.

Cat pupils go =◽^◽= > =⬜^⬜=

Let's you out first because he'll get embarrassed if you see his fur puff up after drying off.

Or you do see it and it makes you smile.

When he gets out, he sees that you've taken care of the bed sheets and opened a bottle.

Accepts the cup you offer him and sits next to you.

Feed each other snacks, maybe share a few more kisses. Might turn into a make out..

"I had a good time."

Falls asleep first while holding you and purrs.

*screams into pillow*

~Seline, the person.

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MLS Alastor, Angel, Husk

[vesppperoro]

Hey hey hey !! Hope your day has been great !!You should so write something for a Sinner reader !!! I had an idea for one.

Maybe a fem ! Cheshire cat like Sinner ? I imagine she died in the 1800s but her style resembles that of a goth. Instead or purples n pinks , I'd imagine she'd be a black and pink color !! They could be like Alastor !!

Maybe they'd also he like the actual Cheshire cat , but she can float and stuff too. If she had abilities relating to time , like Alice in Wonderland , that would be awesome. I imagine she'd be laid back as hell but full of sarcasm. Her grin also never leaves her face. Perhaps she also does the appearing and disappearing randomly thing too ! Especially the part where she disappears while her smile remains in place for a second or two until it too disappears.

If you could do this , that'd be awesome !! If not , ignore this. Thank you !!

Hazbin Hotel Cast with Cheshire Cat Sinner! Reader (fem)

Includes: Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, Niffty, Sir. Pentious, Cherri Bomb, Alastor.

A/N: The image below is what they attached to another ask. I went off of it :)

Charlie Morningstar

She LOVES you SO MUCH.

You’re a hostess for the hotel. She met you through Alastor.

Alastor summoned you because he owns your soul. What you sold your soul for, she doesn’t know. She didn’t push you for it.

But she loves your style. She always asks you for tips and sometimes steals your outfits (with your permission because stealing is wrong).

She always jumps whenever you randomly appear next to her, floating and smiling sinisterly.

She loves the deep conversations the both of you have. You tell her about some of the things you remember from her time and she writes it down. Human things were so strange.

Even though you’re owned by Alastor, you’re powerful as hell too.

Whenever the loan sharks attacked, you helped protect the hotel.

I imagine that you’d be able to grow in size as well.

Anyways. You two always chat about things. You’re her go to gossip person!

She loves your tail SO much. Whenever you’re floating around her, you lightly place it around her chest and she pets it.

Vaggie

She didn’t trust you at first. You were way too similar to that stupid radio demon.

You were always smiling, but your smile creeped her out more.

Your sudden appearing and disappearing creeped her out too.

She didn’t trust you for the first few months you were there.

Whenever you disappeared and your smile remained, it creeped her out to no ends.

She warmed up to you, however, when you protected them no matter what.

She likes taking naps with you.

You two also have many deep conversations. You two understand each other quite a bit.

Angel Dust

LOVED your vibe.

Still made lewd jokes about your cat things.

“Do you meow or purr when you cum?”

You did not answer that.

He flirts with you too, even if he isn’t actually attracted to you.

He plays with your tail often.

He loves how you float around!

He won’t admit it, but he loves when you pick him up and float around with him.

You two are best friends, actually.

He finds your chest fluff funny because he has some too.

“Is that supposed to cover your lack of tits?”

When he told you about Val, you almost lost your smile.

You protect him as much as you can.

He trusts you enough to vent to you. You appreciate his trust.

Husk

You’re both cats. You understand each other.

Also the fact you’re both owned by Alastor. You two don’t really like him, so you bond over that.

The deep conversations you both have has also strengthened your bond.

Drinking buddies!! You can hold your liquor better than he can.

You time hang out often as well. He finds you to be a break from the crazies in the hotel.

You two sometimes fly together. You float around him while he flies. You have to grab him sometimes.

You two probably sung a song together. Maybe your own version of Whatever It Takes.

You two have definitely pet each other. He purrs around you.

You two sometimes just chill in silence together.

Niffty

Same thought process as how she feels with Alastor.

She calls you a big bad girl.

She loves your style so much! She always climbs on you.

She pets you like a spoiled kitty.

She loves that you try to pounce on rodents, even if you’re twice their size.

Bug killing partners!!

You two share a BUNCH of dark ideas with one another.

You two have to be separated due to your shared love for chaos.

You treat her like a chaotic daughter.

She saw your true form once and she will never forget it.

She LOVED it SO MUCH.

She always asks if you can turn back into it, but you usually refuse.

Sometimes you float around with her in your arms. She adores it.

Sir. Pentious

You and him have a similar relationship as him and Alastor have.

You two were enemies at one point.

You always beat him, but he fought you a lot.

When he joined the hotel, you knew something was off.

You joined Vaggie and Angel Dust in It Starts With Sorry.

“Cant we just kill him? Shoot him and spill his blood?” You took a middle note in the alto key.

Past that, you two have had some better experiences.

He thinks you’re scary, but he doesn’t mind hanging out with you.

Your shared experiences of life brought you two together.

He probably developed a small crush on you before he fell in love with Cherri Bomb.

Cherri Bomb

Similar to you and Sir. Pentious, you were enemies.

However, you two became frenemies.

She thought you were badass and you thought she was too.

Two girl bosses fr.

You two have definitely fought others for territory before.

When she busted the wall of the hotel, you were overjoyed to see her.

You two probably still do drugs together.

She’s your gossip girl.

You, her, and Angel hang out very often together.

Their duo turned into a trio.

You still have a friendly rivalry with one another.

You two definitely had a song together.

Alastor

And finally, the man you sold your soul to.

You sold your soul when you were at your lowest point to this man. Little did you know it would be the biggest regret of your life.

You try to replicate him. The whole smile and hostess like thing.

He finds you charming.

Your shared loved for radio is what makes you two able to converse without him knocking you down a peg.

He teases you about your cat features, as he does with Husk.

He only had to show his authority to you once and it scared the shit out of you.

You cowered in the corner.

But you put that off.

When he randomly summoned you for whatever hotel work he wanted you for, you were originally pissed.

However, you two have gotten to know each other better through this.

Maybe your soul contract thing wasn’t too bad.

[deadghosy]

THIS DUO AS CAT!READER X LUCIFER!

prompt: a sinner comes into the hotel not expecting to gain a friend so quickly because of their personality.

Note: you can be like a humanoid cat or just a normal sinner with cat ears and tail.

This man fell in love so fucking QUICKKK

He loves you as you first came or when he first met you in the hotel! Like literally this man after petting KeeKee, wanted to pet you next as your fluffy cat ears flicker at his dumb stare at you. You scoffed and went to husk to who gave you a shot a whiskey before hand.

Now after he started living in the hotel, you better be prepared to have this man clinging to you. It’s like if he is the cat instead of you being the cat in this troupe. Literally Lucifer will always be beside you smiling as he tries to pet you. You just use your hand to smack it away quickly with your reflexes.

How dare he even pet you like a cat and you purr uncontrollably on his lap. 😭💗

I can see you just literally clawing the ceiling because Lucifer tried to spray you with water and you were actually acting demonic as fuck😭 pure red eyes and loud raspy hissing.

If you are shorter than Lucifer, he is most definitely picking you up like a baby, doll, pet, you name it. He dead ass would try to flirt with you or just want you to praise his duck making and his building skills. Would wrap his arm(s) around your waist while you bear your teeth at him. Yeah you scratched him, but it’s definitely your love language! 😍 Lucifer had heart eyes as you were forced to tend to the scratches you gave him. Bros whipped, I mean he loves cat, you’re basically like a cat. You two are a match made in hell🤭.

If you are taller than Lucifer, you better pamper him. Cause you being taller makes him feel more attractive to you as he definitely has a thing for taller things. He probably will fly up to your face to get you’re attention, he’s like a love starving puppy wanting to get your longing attention as you are just a cat who has a bitch attitude towards love things. Literally one time you put your foot paw/foot to his damn face as he was trying to pet you. This man will never get tired of your attitude towards him. You probably do pick him up by his coat like a damn kitten with your hand as you stare tired from hearing his yapping.

Imagine how you literally run like a cat because you are faster on all fours so Lucifer will get on your back sometimes for fun and literally holds on tight cause you weren’t playing about being fast as fuck.

Headcannon on you shedding from your tail and Lucifer would happily clean it up so you won’t get scowled. He loves treating you like a baby, but he is the baby.

Back when you were alive, you were homeless. So that made you have a rough cattish look in hell, like a stray cat. But all you knew was how to street fight. Not a professional fighting way. So imagine you fighting some type of hotel guest and they were piss off at how you basically gave them a “dirty look.” They gave you a swing and BOOM BOOM BOOM! You gave that hoe a three piece combo to the face. Literally there was people screaming shocked and people hyping you up. You didn’t hit them as they hit the ground not getting up. But you most definitely dragged that person out by their shirt.

You had one time actually roundhouse kicked Lucifer on accident because it was dark in your room and he wanted to wake you up. Never in Lucifer’s life has he gotten his ass kicked by a sinner before.

I imagine Lucifer gifting you rubber ducks and you just smile a little liking how you are being loved but your heart closed as you think he is just playing with you.

You literally jumped and stretched around the rooftops as Lucifer flies above you finding you amazing. You are like hell hound but a feline as your body is easy to stretch and how you are so flexible.

I headcannon you actually curled your tail would Lucifer’s wrist or waist as Lucifer was going crazy in his head. Like bouncing around mentally as he just looks so calm outside

Imagine how Lucifer found it hot when you cornered him when he annoyed you to the point you pinned him to the wall with a scary expression.

I can see you sometimes just staying silent, scowling people as Lucifer just smiles.

[alastor-simp]

Be My Valentine - Alastor x Female Reader

♥️HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE! Also I know Alastor is AroAce, but lets just assume in this fic he is not. Enjoy♥️

It was finally Valentine’s Day in Hell, a little holiday that some demons enjoy doing with their partners and others that find it absolutely ridiculous, like a certain deer demon. Alastor didn’t much care for a silly little festivity like this. He found romance a bit ridiculous, but he wouldn’t go as far as to make fun of someone else in a relationship, it wasn’t who he was. He did find Charlie and Vaggie’s relationship adorable, since he saw how happy the two of them were together. The little sparks between Husker and Angel were easy for him to spot, and it led to lot of teasing at the hands of Alastor, which earned him a middle finger from a certain cat on occasions.

Since it was Valentine’s Day, Charlie thought it would be a great idea to decorate the hotel. Heart paper strings were hanging from the ceiling, along with XOXO and heart balloons on the walls. It wouldn’t be Valentine’s Day without some sweets, so Charlie along with Niffty made some chocolate covered strawberries and pretzels for everyone else to enjoy. You were trying to figure out how to help liven the mood. “Music would be nice” you thought. Heading over to the record player, you skimmed for any good songs to play. Frank Sinatra was what you picked, and you decided to play that. The melody began to carry out all throughout the lobby, catching everyone ears, causing them to sway. “Ah! Excellent choice my dear!” You heard Al’s voice call out from behind you. He was sitting on one of the chairs, with a hot cup of coffee in his hand, wearing a pleasing smile. Smiling back, you made your way over to the couch and took a seat, listening to the tunes.

Soon Charlie came running back, “Okay everyone! Ready to start the Valentine gift exchange!” Before the decorations were put up, Charlie suggested that everyone pitch in and do a Valentine gift exchange. The gifts would be exchanged between two individuals: Charlie + Vaggie, Angel Dust + Husk, Niffty + Sir Pentious, and You + Alastor. Everyone got together and presented the gifts. Charlie had given a bottle of perfume and new hair bow for Vaggie. Vaggie gave Charlie a unicorn plushie and T-shirt with their faces on them. Angel got Husk a fancy bottle of Italian wine. Husk gave Angel a popular perfume from the Lust ring plus some mini outfits for Fat Nuggets. Niffty had actually handmade mini plushies of Sir Pentious and his egg bois. Sir Pentious got Niffty some roses plus a new sewing kit.

Now it was time for you and Alastor to exchange gifts. While you did have something for Al, there was something else you wanted to give him, but it was a surprise. Alastor was smiling down at you, hands behind his back, holding a mini box and bouquet. “Here you are my dear!” He handed you the box and flowers. Ahh he remembered how much you loved (your favorite flowers). Thanking Alastor, you opened the box, which contained a beautiful ruby necklace

“W-ow Al! This is beautiful! Thank you.” Holding the necklace up, you looked up at Alastor, face flushed. “You’re welcome, my dear! Allow me!” Grabbing the necklace from your hands, he motioned his body behind you, helping to place the necklace around your neck. Turning back around, you pulled out your gift and presented it to Al, “Happy Valentines Day Al” Grabbing the black box with red ribbon from your hand, he opened it, revealing a new rose tinted monocle. He had broken the one he had before, and didn’t have the time to replace it. “Ah I needed a new monocle. Thank you kindly, y/n!” Smiling you nodded your head and faced back towards the others

Al looked into the box again and saw a little piece of paper that was placed underneath the monocle. Turning away, he took the paper out and read it:

“ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘ ᴀᴛ 8 ᴘᴍ”

Well well, what was this? Another surprise, perhaps? Smile widening on his face, He placed the paper in his suit pocket, before turning back to everyone like nothing happened. The day continued as normal, with everyone chatting about random topics and participating in some bonding activities like board games and watching some random romance movies. It soon gotten late and it was time for everyone to head to bed, or so you thought. The glances you saw between Charlie and Vaggie hinted that they were going to be doing something else. Even Husk and Angel dust, especially since you saw Angel dragging Husk into his bedroom, well good for them, they make a cute couple. Going to head up and finish your plans, your eyes caught Al who had looked right at you. You smiled and walked away.

**8 PM- Alastors POV**

"Hmm I wonder what the little darling has planned for me?” Al thought to himself, as he made his way to the location you told him in the note. Ascending up the stairs, Al arrived at the door that led to the rooftop and opened it slowly. His eye widen at what he saw. In front of him was a small dinner table with chairs, decorated with candles and roses.

He was left stunned by what he saw. Walking closer to where the table is, he admired the little set-up. "Do you like it?" Turning his head around, Al saw you standing there, wearing a flowy black dress, bright smile place on your face. Alastor looked back at the table, then at you, "Was this the little surprise you had planned for me? If you wanted to have dinner with me, all you had to do was ask, my dear." Alastor gave a soft smile, making his way to you, lifting your chin, "You look positively radiant, darling." His words caused you to flush, "T-thank you. Go and take a seat Al. I'll be right back," Alastor smiled and let you go, heading over to the chair to take a seat.

Soon, you came back holding two plates, the aroma wafting off of them was mouth-watering. Placing them down, the smile on Al's face had widen. In front of him was a tender venison steak, his favorite, along with a side of salad and baked potatoes.

After that, you had grabbed a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon, and poured it into the wine glasses for both you and Al. Once everything was set in place, you slowly took a seat on the other side of the table. "This is my first time cooking venison, so I hope you like it." You fidgeted with your fingers under the table. "This looks spectacular! Thank you my dear!" He grabbed his wine glass and held it up in front of you, "Cheers, my dear!" Smiling, you grabbed your glass, bumping it against Al's, letting out a small clink. The both of you started to eat the meal you prepared, well you were watching Al more than eating, monitoring his reaction. You knew about his diet and what he mainly ate, so last thing you wanted was for him to try the venison you prepared and do a spit-take. The fork in Al's hand, held a piece of steak, and slowly it made its way into his mouth. The whole time you were sitting there, gazing at his reaction to see if he liked it. His expression didn't change, but he went back in for another bite, and another, and another. Heaving a sigh of relief, you were happy that he liked the meal, letting you go back to your meal.

Soon the both of you had finished eating, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Delicious!" Al said, wearing a pleasant smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Are you in the mood for some dessert?" You said as you got up from the table, and made your way over to grab the dessert that was hidden. Walking back, you placed a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries on the table.

"My dear, you know I'm not a fan of sweets." Al said to you, while looking at the bowl with strained face. "I made these myself using dark chocolate, so they won't be as sweet, trust me." Grabbing one of the strawberries, you held it up towards all, "Say ahh." Al raised an eyebrow at that, but he shook his head, amused at your actions, before taking a bite. Looking at him, you were expecting him to spit it out, but surprisingly he swallowed, "Not bad!"

Whew, glad he liked them. Now it was time to tell him what you were thinking/feeling. "Um Al? Can I ask you something?" Alastor looked at you, smiling like the joker. "Of course my dear! What is it?" He leaned in, placing his elbows on the table, lifting his head up with his hands. The butterflies in your stomach were going crazy, and your palms were sweating. Your eyes looked down at your hands, until you turned your head back up to look at Al. "W-will you be my valentine?" Alastor eyes widen at that statement, but he continued to gaze at you. Feeling nervous, you looked back down to your hands, "Y-you don't have to answer, I understand you find romance and stuff a hindrance." you said. The two of you were sitting in awkward silence, until you heard his chair scrap across the ground, indicating he had gotten up. You knew it, he was going to leave. You had made him upset.

A hand was placed under your chin, making you look up. Alastor hadn't left, he had only gotten up to get closer to you. "Stand up, my dear." He said to you. Moving slowly, you got up from your chair and stood in front of Al. He continued to look down at you, his eyes flashing crimson. Then he got closer, and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a warm hug. "What an adorable request! I must admit, developing relationships with another is still new to me. However! I wouldn't mind forming one with you, my dear. I accept!" He whispered all of this in your ear, causing goosebumps to form. Your eyes got teary, as you hugged him back. After a while, Alastor moved a bit, placing one hand under your chin, and the around your back. He had a small smile on his face and his eyes were soft. "Happy Valentines day, my doe." His head moved closer to yours, causing you to slowly shut your eyes, letting his lips press against yours in a soft kiss.

~END~

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Going with the times was amazing! Thank you so much. If I may can I get another Alastor x Reader who is a very affectionate person like always going in for hugs if she's close to them and she gets drunk and starts trying her hardest to give Husk a hug because he looks so grumpy, so he summons Alastor to come get his girlfriend. Who then gets incredibly happy to see him and just clings to him after he picks her up. Id also like to see Angels reaction to all of this.

You are awesome!

No, YOU are awsome! :> I do love Husk and Angel together, throw drunken Reader into the mix and we have ourselfes some chaos :D I sincerely hope you like it! <3

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Take the edge off

It had started so innocently. 

For the first time since you met him, Husk had actually, actively invited you for an after-dinner-sendoff-drink at the bar, along with Angel. 

Coming from him, the one that had been the most on the fence with you, you didn't dare to pass this opportunity. It was understandable though. Husk had a deep distrust in Alastor, and, by proxy, in you when he had introduced you to the surprised residents as his ‘courtship’. 

You had visited the hotel often after that, staying for activities or dinners, bringing over some baked goods or homemade treats if your work schedule allowed time for it, lending listening ears and comforting hugs in spades to anyone who needed it and earned the admiration - or at least acceptance of your presence - from almost everyone over time. Almost. 

Husk, ever the skeptic, had made it clear to you he wouldn't want to have any relations to demons who chose to stay at Alastor's side, let alone his ‘partner’. 

But you stubbornly persisted, even though it had hurt, even though Alastor would pat your head and tell you it was wasted labor - you still tried, bringing an extra bottle of the herb sirup you knew Husk liked to spice his drinks with, or you tried to engage him in conversations about things you learned he was interested in. Now, your earnest efforts had seemed to finally been fruitful - instead of invading, you were finally invited to sit at his bar. 

In all the nervousness of not fucking this up, you drank too much, way too fast. You were a lightweight on good days, but now, after five not-so-kid-friendly drinks in the span of less than an hour, you were… unhinged. 

“I told ‘ya the last Gin Tonic was too much for her!”

Angel snorted with laughter, two hands holding you back from climbing over the bar to an aggravated Husk, arms outstretched and whining loudly. 

“Huuuuuuusk, come on, just oooone!”, you struggled against Angels grip on your waist, eager to reach the furry demon and put your arms around him, “I give the bestest, bestestest hugs ever, you cannot not smile, I promise!” 

Husk ducked with a mumbled curse, dodging your gripping hands when Angel temporarily lost grip on you because he laughed too hard at the chaotic mess that you were - normally his job, with Charlie as the babysitter - oh, how tables turned. 

“Fuckin-... how the hell was I supposed to know that she'd turn into a goddamn demonic care bear?!” Husk grunted, pulling the feathery end of his tail out of your hands - you had caught it with delighted giggles and glee, and pouted when it slipped out of your fingers. 

“Niffty! YO, NIFFTY!”, he bellowed, looking down to find her already at his side behind the bar. 

“Shit, you're fast. Oy, go and get Alastor, pronto, tell him his friggin’ girlfriend is…” Husk was pulled back by his neck, a sudden weight on his back making him swallow the end of his sentence. You had managed to escape Angels restrictive hands, and slung your arms around the cat demons neck, nuzzling your cheeks into the fur on his back. 

“Theeeere ya go! Feel the frown turn upside down!”, you sang, words muffled by his pelt, grip as strong as iron. Husk groaned, prying at your hands, but - to no avail and Angels absolute amusement - you tightened your hold on him the more he struggled. 

Niffty tilted her head, clearly not fazed by what was happening. Angel heaved, clutching his chest as he tried to calm down enough to speak. 

“Niff, just… pfff, stop that, leave his whiskers alone babe, holy shit, huh-huh, okay, okay… just run an’ tell Smiles to get his doll before she strangles Husky, okay?”

The little bug nodded eagerly and scurried away. 

Angel turned to Husk, still a highly bemused grin on his face. “‘Ya know, having the radio demons lover hanging around ‘ya neck might earn ‘ya some major street cred.”

“Oh, you fuck off if yo’ can’t help.”Husk growled, trying to ignore your figure, still clutched onto him like a living backpack. “Get off me kid, come on, dammit.”

“But you're not happy yet.”, you said innocently, refusing to let go. 

Angel gave Husk a meaningful look. “‘Ya know, she really does give great hugs, when she's sober and not batshit crazy drunk like this.”

“I don't need hugs, I need a fucking drink is what I need.”

“Huuuuusk…”, you whined again, quieter now, sadder. “Why do you hate me?”

Husk stood still, exchanging a look with Angel, who seemed pitiful now. He nudged his head to the two of you as a silent command: Say something nice. Husk sighed, patting your arm around his neck awkwardly. 

“I don't hate yo’, kid.” 

“Yeah you do… I just want to be friends, see your happy face, smiling… but you hate me…”

Angel narrowed his eyes at him, mouthing ‘Do better’, and he huffed. 

“Jesus fuckin…, listen, I don’t like yo’ choices of men, but ...you're alright. Way better than yo’ bitch ass of a boyfriend at least.”

Angel opened his mouth to say something, but the sound of Alastor's signature jazz background music approached and he quickly decided to just sit back, out of the immediate danger zone but near enough to have a first class seat to whatever would happen now. 

Alastor walked up with an amused smile and curious expression. 

“Evening, my fellow friends. Niffty came to me with a cryptic message, about my darling doe strangling our beloved bartender?”

Husk scoffed, turning around so the radio demon could see you hanging on him like a koala on a tree trunk, pointing at you. “This yours?”

Alastor laughed, his face lighting up in a softness Husk had seldom seen before. 

“Indeed, it seems to be.” He chuckled, stepping up to you. “Darling?”

You rose your head at the sound of his voice, smiling happily when you recognized him. 

“Al!” He caught you with ease when you jumped from Husk’s back straight into his arms, patting your back as you locked your arms around his waist. “My, those two did their diligent work, you are quite inebriated.”

You giggled into his coat. “Yup, I am hammered like a rusty nail!” You lifted your head, beaming up with tired eyes at his bemused grin. “And Al, guess what! Husk said I'm not an ass like you, so he doesn't hate me anymore! I’m alright!”

Husk, who rubbed his sore neck, froze at your words, quickly shooting the radio demon a glance. Static crackled and for a second, he shivered from the licks of electricity running over his spine, making his fur stand up. But nothing further happened. Alastor just smiled at you, ignoring the cat demon completely, and ruffled your hair. “How good for you love, you did it afterall! But it’s late now, why don’t you stay here tonight?” “That’d be nice…”, you sighed, sleepy and exhausted.

You let his waist go, only to wrap your arms around his neck as he scooped you up to carry you. Angel and Husk gawked at the scene before them, questioning reality as Alastor, of all people, pressed his lips to the crown of your head, which made you humm and turned to leave, leaving the bar without so much as a cheerful "Good night, chums.".

Angel leaned forward, elbows on his knees and hands in his hands, watching the pair disappear in the dark with an amazed expression. "Man, she really takes his villain-y edge off, doesn't she? Kinda scary how she gets Smiles to almost behave human." Husk poured himself another drink. "Scary doesn't even cut it." He took a huge swig, but he still had to grin.