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Y/n: *Knocks on Alastorโs room door*
Alastor: *Opens door*
Y/n: *Looks down at phone* Good afternoon, my name is Y/n and I am a resident in Hazbin Hotel, room number 12. Are you in need of any assistance today sir?
Alastor: No.
Y/n: I could help you down the stairs?
Alastor: *Eye twitch* No.
Y/n: I could *Looks around* help you cross the hallway?
Alastor: *Growls* No
Y/n: I could...help you..cross your *Gets a peak of the bayou* swamp?
Alastor: *Slightly bangs head on the door, trying to calm himself* No. *Gives sinister grin* Why are you doing this?
Y/n: Well... Charlie said that helping old people-
Alastor: *Slams door infront of Y/n face*
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๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐๐ญ๐
๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ง.
๐/๐ง: "๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐?, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!!"
๐๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ.
๐/๐ง: "๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!!"
๐๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ญ.
๐/๐ง: "๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!!"
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐๐ก ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฒ.
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ: "๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ ๐จ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ฌ๐ฒ๐๐ก๐จ - ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ/๐๐จ๐ฒ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ"
๐/๐ง: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!!!!
๐/๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ง๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ค ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ฌ
๐/๐ง: "๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐!!!"
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ง๐ข๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐๐ก.
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ: "๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ"
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what is your vision on Alastor with a Male Reader who is the opposite of him? Rarely smiles, isn't very chatty and is kinda rough? Maybe, since Alastor loves dancing and singing, Reader or feels shy about it and doesn't like the way he dances and sings or doesn't hate it and watches Alastor dance and sing
ooh, this is a fun ask, lets go
Alastor with a male reader who's the complete opposite of him
So you joined the Hazbin Hotel out of genuine curiosity
You had died fairly young, almost in your late twenties. You have never figured out why you ended up in hell
So it is safe to say, that when you heard of the Hazbin Hotel, you were eager to join, albeit a little skeptical
Of course, it came with your fair share of anxiety when you knocked on the doors of the hotel and were greeted with the ever-smiling radio demon
It spooked your little heart TO THE CORE
Ah well, fast forward a few weeks later and you were adjusting well
Angel Dust was quite protective of you, claiming you to be his younger brother
Niffty initially took to you since she thought you were a "bad boy" but hey, at least she considers you as a friend now
Charlie and Vaggie have been sweet to you and so have Husk and Sir Pentious
Of course, you'd have trouble trying to bond with Alastor
Alastor was loud, boisterous, and loved to scare the living shit out of people whereas you were quiet, reserved, and soft-spoken
Alastor didn't even pay mind to you that much. To him, you were insignificant
All that changed when he tasted your food though. You cook a mean jambalaya. (You were surprised to find Alastor's plate clean when you just turned around for one second)
After that, the radio demon hung around you from time to time and you started growing comfortable with him as well
You were not a fan of him pulling you along to dance on random occasions when jazz played through the radios
Still, you tried your best to keep up with him. You weren't into all the swing dancing so you resolved to just watch him do all the work lol
You aren't that chatty of a person so you just listen to Alastor blab about anything and everything. He once told you that you were a good listener and patted your head
He gave you a personalized radio one day. He bragged about how he came up with the immaculate design but you were too flustered to notice
So it seemed was the rest of the hotel
The big bad radio demon gave you a gift??? Are we talking about the same radio demon here?
It didn't stop there. You were bombarded with gifts every other day. Sometimes it was books, flowers, tea cup sets, or a full-on attire (He gave you a coat that looked just like his, except with the colors reversed)
You asked Alastor about his...frequent gift-giving and he very bluntly stated, "Why, my dear, I am trying to court you after all. "
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He took you out on a date after you recovered from your slight panic attack
You realize you don't mind being the radio demon's boyfriend
He even started being respectful of your quiet nature. He quite likes the peace anyway
Vox is foaming at the mouth and plotting to kill you as we speak
A/N: This turned out a little different than I'd hoped but I hope you enjoy it!
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Hi I want to request reader (male) is so sweet and innocent that everyone is like how did you end up in hell and then reader goes on to tell the most horrific story on why there in hell (you donโt have to put a the story in if you donโt want) also if you want can you make reader and Alastor be together and then alastor like yep thatโs my partner right there
Please and thank you
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Fandom: hazbin hotel
Pairing: Alastor x reader
Warnings: male reader, dead orphans, mentions of murder and child and adult murder, fluff
Notes: I'm basing the reader off a Patreon fic I wrote also reader is shorter than Alastor in this because that gramophone mf is 7 ft
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The sound of slow jazz played over the radio as Alastor and (name) danced in their livingroom, Alastor moving (name) into the hotel after taking the role of hotel manager of sorts. Alastor hummed to the music as he swayed (name) around "truly.. just as beautiful as the day I lost you" he said longing to (name) who leaned up to kiss him "oh 'Al', you have such a way~" (name) cooed as the two danced lovingly.
(Name) Was his sun and moon, his everything...
He was perfect.
And that's why the others looked at him almost horrified, (name) the essence of the sweet 30's house husband who sat beside Alastor dutifully with a charming smile "so you two were together on earth?" Vaggie seemed in a state of disbelief as (name) nodded "he was the swellest guy in our town! Our first date was at an underground bar! Even snuck some wine!" (Name) Said happily as Alastor gave a smug smile at the others. (Name) Rattled on sweetly, innocence radiating off him and even his look screamed almost heavenly as the others looked so confused.
"How THE FUCK are you in hell, you're literally every perverts wet dream you're so innocent!" Angel dust said incredulously and (name) tilted his head "oh, well you see..." (Name) Rattled on in explicit detail about how he went on a war path in their town, killing everyone related to the death of his beloved before killing himself, a sweet smile plastered on his face "so many children became orphans that day!" (Name) Giggled sweetly as Alastor just looked love struck.
"Jesus fuck" husk said horrified as Charlie stared in a state of shock, clearly this one wasn't as innocent as he seemed "though the actual orphans burned to death in a fire" (name) continued as Alastor gently pinched his cheek teasingly.
Truly a match made in hell.
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Hi, I would like to request Alastor with a reader who is like the Trailblazer from Star rail please
I just like to think that their dynamic would drive everyone up the walls
- Alastor unleashing Trailblazer!Reader on the world
Gender : GN
Pronouns : None
Message of Raccoon : Alastor with a Caelus/Trailblazer!Reader but it's mostly crack.
Alastor
First of all, you look like a raccoon.
I'm not the one who makes the rules.
You were, in fact, an angel.
But you were fallen because you rummaged through people's trashโฆ
So now you're in Hell.
Alastor met you shortly after you arrived, you were beating up demons with an angelic baseball bat when he found you.
He immediately found you interesting, because :
You had an angelic weapon, a baseball bat. It was the first time he had seen a baseball bat as an angelic weapon.
You were a raccoon demon and you were in a fight. Raccoon demons, according to popular belief, were people who flew unnoticed and fled from any type of battle; they didn't like to fight.
You were beautiful.
But, like, the kind of beauty that was misused.
With all these points taken into account, yes he find you interesting.
Alastor came to talk to you before taking you to the Hazbin Hotel.
Over time, he understood that you were the exception who confirmed the rule on raccoon demons.
Why ? Because you were a being of chaos.
Not a day went by without someone seeing you running through hell, angelic baseball bat in hand, creating chaos and destroying everything.
Carmilla brought him to her neighborhood one day at 3AM because you were creating chaos there.
He swears that it's you who create the principle of chaos.
And when you're not creating chaos, you're rummaging through trashโฆ
How Alastor even began to love you is a mystery even he doesn't have the answer to.
When Alastor realized that he love you, he had two reactions :
โHoly shit I can be in love.โ Coming off the aromantic 'can't feel romantic feelings at all' spectrum was NOT one of the things he wanted this year.
โHOLY SHIT I FALL FOR THE VIOLENT RACCOON FROM HELLโ
Denial. Instantly.
It took him 3 months to come out of the first phase of the grief, the denial.
Not about being able to love, no, he accepted that.
But falling in love with you ?
Hell nah.
It took him 4 months to accept it, finally coming out of his grief.
He complained to Rosie about it, 100%.
โHow could I fall for someone like that..โ -Alastor, totally done with all this shit.
โLook on the bright side, Y/N is handsome.โ -Rosie, not understanding the seriousness of the situation.
He didn't confess, praying that his feelings would go away.
It was you who confess.
He helped you heal some of your wounds, and you just said "Thank you, I love you." Before kissing his forehead and leaving, like if it was normal.
After that, you got the "you can touch me but not too much" pass, which allowed you to touch Alastor.
And you use it too often at Alastor's opinion.
Now, when you're not digging through trash, not doing what you were created for (chaos), you stay with Alastor.
People don't fuck with Alastor anymore, not because they're afraid to be in his radio show, oh no no ! They didn't want to meet the madman that he call his partner.
You two are the most feared duo/couple in Hell.
Even if in truth you are just two people who love each other and love chaos.
Alastor entertained himself by watching the chaos you created. It's canon, I don't make the rules.
The Hazbin Hotel crew judges you so LOUD.
Charlie is the only one to support you two with Niffty.
Angel Dust asks too many questions for his well-being about you and the history of your relationship.
Vaggie is, and always will be, shocked to see you touch Alastor without consequences, or even to see you kiss him.
Husk asked you how you can love Alastor...
You took 3 hours for explaining the why-
No one asked after that.
Sir Pentious was just like "๐งโโ๏ธ does that mean you're Alastor's weakness ?"
Lucifer give you a lot of side eyes.
No, I won't elaborate.
Vox tried to kidnap youโฆ
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There was a week without Vox on TV, and every time someone mentioned your name, he flinched.
Let's not even talk about when he sees you after that..
Alastor himself doesn't want to know what you did to him.
You are the more affectionate and touchy one in the relationship.
Alastor always knows what you are thinking by your expressions.
The day you told him you were an angel and why you were sent to Hell, he was shocked.
Because, how on the 7 circles of Hell, a being of chaos was an angel ??
He just asked "How can an angel be so chaotic ?"
And you just shrugged your shoulders.
You yourself didn't know how you got to Heaven in the first place-
I just know that you touch his ears and his deer tail as soon as you are in private, and that even before being a couple.
You're just a 'I need to touch everything' person.
Alastor tried to get you to stop digging through the trash, but he never succeeded.
Alastor loves you, yes, but sometimes (read : often) he wishes he didn't.
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hii! could u separate headcanons of Yandere! Alastor and Vox x Male Overlord! Reader who never smiles (very rarely) , isn't very chatty and doesn't really like dance and sing?
Author's Note: Thank you so much Anon for the request! Decided to write this as soon as it came cause I finished the show a few weeks ago and still have the brainrot. The request asks for a male reader and the title also says it, but you can easily read it as gender-neutral as well since I don't think that what I write is that gender-specific to the request to matter aside from like two gender-specific words I use but you can easily ignore them if you want. And lastly, go ahead and check out myย masterlistย if you like what you just read and if you want to request anything yourself, thank you, and enjoy!๐ฉท
Yandere Alastor x Male Overlord Reader Headcanons
๐ป Smilling is Alastor's whole thing, and even though he doesn't care if others smile or not, but as his Darling, he seems to care quite a lot! He's not that vocal about it though, only making a slight comment here and there: "You're never fully dressed without a smile!" or "A smile makes all the difference!" All to try and make you smile more. I imagine he says the same speech he did to Charlie, that a smile can be anything you want it to be and the effect it has on others.
๐ป When all else fails he'd use his wits and puns to get a smile out of you, and when you finally do smile on occasion Alastor is over the moon. It's a huge success in his book, he'd immediately praise how lovely that smile looks on your face and he'd pat your head or back approvingly as well.
๐ป Since you're on Overlord yourself Alastor feels nothing but respect for you. If you were a simple sinner he'd feel superior despite you being his Darling. But in this case, you're on the same level if not stronger than him so that just gives him more of a reason to make you smile, anything to get your approval, it's the only one he needs or cares for anyway. In this case, you letting him stay by your side only fuels his ego because it's a pleasure only he gets to have and no one else. You're his and he has no intentions of sharing you with anyone, he's fiercely protective and possessive over you and that includes your smile. Only he gets to see and experience your purest form, sinners would rather make a deal than die by his hand just because they saw something they shouldn't.
๐ป Alastor is more than fine with having a non-chatty Darling, he doesn't speak unless he has to so he can relate to you. That said, he's only okay with it when you're quiet to everyone else but him. After all, he's only this close to you so shouldn't he earn the pleasure of hearing your voice? He'd push you for a conversation sometimes, asking you questions or just string up a conversation to the point where you're forced to respond. The longer you keep quiet the more irritated and persistent he'll become, so it's better to start sooner or later if you don't want to see Alastor slowly lose himself.
๐ป Although there's no official answer to whether Alastor likes to sing or dance, I have my personal thoughts on that so I'll use them here. I think Alastor likes dancing, with a specific person that is, that being you. You won't catch him on the dancefloor with anyone but you. Though because you ain't that much of a dancer, and unlike the smile thing Alastor doesn't really mind. He is forceful with everyone else as we saw in the show, but as his Darling and fellow Overlord, he has too much respect for you to push you to do something against your will. Though if you would ever agree to dance with him, he'd be really respectful and make sure you enjoy yourself so that he'll have a chance at another dance next time. Also, you always only dance to jazz or swing music, that's one thing Alastor will always put his foot down on.
๐ป Singing is the second thing Alastor would take the most seriously after smiling when it comes to his Darling. Singing is one of those things that lets you express yourself, you can show any emotion by it. Even though Alastor had like four songs in the show, I feel like he only sings when he has to, always to make himself look good or to be on the winning side. So I feel like Alastor would be a little disappointed if you chose to solve problems like a normal person instead of having a rap battle with someone. Though I feel like that's a subject he won't push on about too much despite his feelings, he'll only allude to it from time to time.
๐ป Overall, the only issue Alastor would have with a Darling like that is him not smiling, but that's about it. It's the only thing he'd be aggressively vocal about and sometimes the singing one. Otherwise, he tolerates everything else about you. All Alastor needs is to have you all to himself and if it means he's the only one to witness you do any of those stuff in private, how can he complain? He much rather prefers that scenario anyway, you're his after all.
Yandere Vox x Male Overlord Reader Headcanons
๐บ Unlike Alastor, Vox doesn't put that much importance on smiling like his rival, but he still views it as useful. He's a public-based Overlord, so a smile is always important to have when trying to sell his brand. You can be a part of the Vee's or not, you're still an Overlord that is either on his level or stronger, so Vox is bewildered how you don't even try to smile when talking to those below you to win them over.
๐บ He'd try to explain to you how much more influence and power you could have with a smile alone: "Smile, and they'll know who's in charge here!'' or ''It's the best way to win the public's adoration!'' He just wants you to present yourself the same way he does. He'd be really disappointed if you continued to refuse his idea, but once you smiled at something he said in private, it made him stop and think. It made him realize that something so alluring should be for his eyes only, he should be the only one to enjoy such a sight and no one else. He'd always whisper sweet nothing into your ear whenever he catches you smiling, hoping it'll encourage you to smile more. It fuels him and he'd do anything to get you to smile like that again for him.
๐บ As a fellow Overlord, he respects you a ton, especially if you're a part of the Vee's with him. Because you're so different from the typical Overlord he surrounds himself with, he's much more wary of how he approaches you in fear of setting you off. He wants you to adore him the same way he does you and he'll try to achieve that by treating you like the King you are. Anything you say goes and even when he tries to push some issues forward, as his Darling you're the only one that can shut him down.
๐บ Though Vox would prefer if you were a bit more chatty for the sake of the brand and all that, he won't really say anything to you about it. Your presence is enough to either win other sinners over or scare all the threats away. Kinda like Alastor, in private Vox will be very chatty with you, you're his Darling so he only feels safe enough with you to spill all of his thoughts out. But unlike his rival, Vox won't push or force you to respond, he's more than okay with you just being silent as he talks, it's therapeutic in a way. Though he'd always encourage you to talk some more if you do eventually say something, your voice just makes him so happy. He'll stop whatever he was doing just to focus all of his attention on you as you talk, but if you stop that's okay, he's already satisfied to hear his Darling talk even if just a little.
๐บ Vox ain't that much of a dancer, he's pretty stiff actually, so he's both glad and bothered by the fact that you aren't. Good for him cause you don't pressure or force him to do something he knows he's bad at and embarrass himself in front of you, unlike a certain moth. But at the same time, he'd want to see you dance, he wouldn't care how good you would be at it, you're his Darling so he'd still think you're brilliant regardless! He won't ever push you to do it though, taking how he feels about it he won't force you into something he knows he wouldn't like doing himself.
๐บ Singing is what Vox makes up for not being able to dance, he's a good singer and he knows it, though you're the only one who he'd sing to willingly. He'll sing to you in private all the time, wanting to charm you and make you weak for him just like how weak he is for you. But it's the same thing as with dancing, he would love to hear you sing for him, about anything really, but again, he won't force you to do it. Sometimes he'd sing a song that requires a duet to see if you'll budge. Unfortunately for him, you don't, but he won't say anything, he adores you regardless.
๐บ Seems like Vox shares a similar issue with his rival, his one problem is you not wanting to smile more. Outside of that he sometimes gently tries to persuade you into singing or smiling for him, but won't push the issue onward if he faces rejection for his request. Vox is more than satisfied knowing you'd sometimes budge in private for him, that's all he really needs and craves really. Him being the only one to witness his Darling doing any of those things makes his ego only grow, because it's his privilege alone and no one else's. And it'll stay that way no matter what.
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Do you think you could do a male version of the radioapple is the safe word? Or maybe just a gender neutral pronouned story? I adore it so much
of course! I am happy to adapt my stories whenever possible ๐ฅบโจ sometimes I canโt but this one was an easy enough shift! didnโt tag the horny deer cult, this is the same story but with the hardware swapped out. Will tag in new pieces ๐ warning; I almost exclusively watch femboy gay porn and it shows
The Safeword is RadioApple (Part 1)
(RadioApple x MaleReader)
Part 1 ๊ฐแMaleReaderโงFemaleReaderเป๊ฑ Part 2 ๊ฐแFemaleReaderเป๊ฑ Part 3 ๊ฐแAlastorxLuciferเป๊ฑ tidbit (cute, not smut) Part 4 ๊ฐแFemaleReaderเป๊ฑโจNEWโจ โโนโโด Lucifer winsโกAlastor Wins
tags/warnings/promises: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer x Reader, smut, RadioApple in a sense, male reader, creampie, breath play, rough sex, Alastor is an eternal little shit, soft jazz, hard jazz, Luci calls himself Daddy, ๐ฃ๏ธ READER GETS SPITROASTED, threesome, asshole hulk smashed, half assed blowjob, help I got too horny on main
MINORS DNI BRUH
โSir.โ
Lucifer jumped, whipping around and shoving Alastorโs face away. โYou are a living nightmare, fuck!โ He hated being snuck up on, as most people do. Adjusting his hat, he looked around the hotel lobby to see if anyone else witnessed his personal jump scare. Charlie and Vaggie were seated nearby, but hadnโt paid them any attention.
โI aim to please! Now,โ Alastor gestured to the stairs, โI, unfortunately, need to show you something upstairs.โ
โHa!โ Lucifer forced out a laugh, โHa. Haaa- Not a chance, scarecrow. Find someone else to search for your brain.โ He smirked to himself. โDid you hear that Charlie? I made a joke.โ
But Charlie was not laughing. She finally turned her focus to them. โDad, you have to start trying to get along with Alastor.โ She looked to Alastor who was nodding along as if he actually cared at all, โHeโs trying to spend time with you. Come on, Dad. For me?โ
With a pout, he dramatically crossed his arms, โFine. Iโll play nice, for you. Not for him.โ Lucifer glared daggers at Alastor. โFuck him.โ
โDaaad!โ She groaned.
โYeah yeah, Iโm going.โย
Alastor let his microphone follow behind Luciferโs back, an unseen and unfelt safety net so he couldnโt back out. When they approached Alastorโs door, Lucifer put up his hands as if to physically stop the situation from progressing, โThere is no way in all of hell I am going in your bedroom.โ
Alastorโs eyes rolled, frustrated already with the interaction. โAre you sure about that?โ He pushed the door open, using his mic to make contact with the small of Luciferโs back. He stopped resisting when he finally looked into the room.
He took a step in, willingly, and as he saw you sitting in the center of the bed in just your sleep robe, he let out a quiet, โWhat the fuck is this?โ
Then a louder, โHeeey, kittenโฆโ. The sound of the door locking made his head whip back to Alastor, teeth bared.
โLuci.โ
Softened under the sound of his own name from your lips he brought his attention back to the bed.
It was no secret to anyone that you two were fond of each other. It was the little things you did that endeared the fallen angel to you, how you doted on him. Filling his glass at dinner when you noticed it getting close to empty, holding the door for him, keeping eye contact when he went off on some excited tangent.
Everyone was also aware you were Alastorโs person. And Alastor would give you anything you wanted in death; and today you happened to want Luci.
Youโd seen the broadcasts of the King of Hell defending his daughter during the last extermination. The power he gave off, even from your screen, brought goosebumps down your arms. So when you found your way to the hotel, you were elated to see Lucifer himself readily available for interactions. Your luck continued, as your fatherโs love of jazz had been passed down to you and allowed the radio demon to notice your presence among the sea of new residents. Following the sounds of Nat โKingโ Cole, he found you one evening in your room, and a mutual fondness for music bore a new friend. And then, more.ย
Soon enough you were a regular member of the Hazbin Hotel core crew, by way of Alastor.
Thatโd been some months ago now, and you finally had the courage to ask Alastor for a special favor.
No part of him understood your motivation, but the idea of making the king of hell pussy-whipped to his darling was understanding enough. And, of course, the pleasure of watching you enjoy yourself. While he was capable all his own, he was happy to allow someone else to fill in. Not to mentionโ- no, actually, definitely mention the fact it would give him a little more power in the tense dynamic between himself and Lucifer.
For Alastor, sharing you physically wasnโt an issue.ย Sex was something he did for your pleasure, though he did enjoy the control he held over you in those intimate moments.
Watching you mewl under someone else, knowing he gave the permission, that Lucifer would never have a chance in Hell if The Radio Demon didn't allow it, made his head dizzy with the loss of blood flow. Whatever pleasure Lucifer could give you was pleasure he has granted you both. The idea of someone pining for you but never having a chance unless he says so made him feel powerful.
โI have a request, of sorts.โ You tried to keep your smile still, cheeks twitching with pure nerves. The room was lit by only two small lamps on either nightstand and the light coming from the half open bathroom.
Lucifer approached you, making a dramatic point of going past Alastor. The radio demon chuckled, the king of hell scowled. He placed one knee on the end of the bed, trying to forget this was the spot you shared most nights with Alastor. His smile encouraged you to continue.
โYou can say no.โ You added quickly.ย
โWhy would I ever do that?โ Lucifer continued to smile at you, too sweetly for what you were going to ask.
โMany reasons.โ You added quicker.ย
โCome on, tell Luci.โ He laughed softly at the idea of denying you anything.
You pressed the tips of your index fingers together nervously, โI want you to fuck me.โ
He tried to blink but his eyelids only seemed to rise further and further up his face with every attempt.
โYou what now?โ
His eyes darted to Alastor, who was now crawling onto the bed and settling behind you.ย
โIt was a fairly straightforward statement, sir.โ Alastorโs tone was always teetering on mocking when he addressed Lucifer, โMy dear would like you, for some god awful reason, to bed him.โ
If this hadnโt been such a shock, Lucifer would have quipped, โOh because you canโt, you overdressed maitre dโ?โ
But when he opened his mouth, there was nothing. He just stared at you. Alastorโs long legs and lanky arms came down beside you, behind you. You looked like the enticing light of an angler fishโs lure, sharp teeth shining just over your shoulder.ย
โI thought-,โ he motioned between the two of you.
You nodded, โAlastor is happy when Iโm happy. And right now, Iโd be overjoyed to spend an evening taking care of you.โ
Oh, why couldnโt you have said it so sweetly the first time? Take care of him? You always did. Every time he felt something lacking heโd find you close behind offering him just the thing.
Whether a smile, or supportive word, or just a sympathetic ear.
Shifting onto your hands and knees, you crawled toward Lucifer. His face was flush, his brows knitted together in some mix of worry and confusion.
โYou donโt have to do that, kitten. I donโt need that.โ He reached out a hand to touch your cheek but stopped himself; heโd never touched you before. He had gone out of his way to avoid it, because he couldnโt bear what it would do to him. Heโd just be hurting himself, he had thought. His hand began to pull away but you reached out with both of yours and took hold of his wrist.
โI donโt have to do anything, ever, Luci,โ Alastorโs grin widened as you said it. A hum of approval only he could hear. A silent, โThatโs my boy.โ
โThis is about what I want.โ You leaned up to rest your cheek in his open palm, โIโll accept any answer from you.โ Your eyes staring up at him promised safety, โSo, what do you want?โ
He buried his face in his free hand, opening his fingers to look over you once more. In the shade of the canopied bed, Alastor sat motionless. But Lucifer couldnโt see him, not because of the shadows but because his focus was so purely on you. He had absolute tunnel vision, which happened often when you two would speak. Lucifer made a low sound, coming from somewhere deep in his chest,ย hidden beneath all his shame and sense of inadequacy.
Your question was answered as he removed his hat, tossing it to the chaise lounge near the wall. You sat back on your legs and gave him space to remove his coat. Your heart seemed to double its pace, skin practically vibrating. A not-insignificant part of you expected a gentle but firm, โkindly fuck off.โ
He seemed to be avoiding eye contact as he pulled his bow tie loose, only returning his knee to the bed when heโd kicked off his boots. Just the shifting of the weight of the bed made your thighs twitch, finally. Alastor leaned backed and watched, Luciferโs gaze was full of uncertainty as he crawled to you.ย
Hilarious. Already worth the price of admission.ย
Both on your knees, you leaned up and placed a chaste kiss on Luciferโs lips. Pulling back, you looked at him and he felt like weโre looking at the sun. Your face was so bright, and warm. What light were you reflecting back at him? Surely not his own. That was long dead. Long buried under bruised wings and lost promises.ย
You snaked your fingers into his hair and brought him in for a deeper kiss. When you bit gently on his bottom lip, he shakily opened his mouth. Your grin spread across both of your faces as you pushed your way past his lips.
Luciferโs tongue was long, and tapered more than youโd expected. It moved, unsure, against yours. Your hands slunk out of his hair and down his chest, sliding until finding the buttons of his vest.ย
You felt him gasp into you, and when you began to open his shirt he pulled away, โItโs beenโฆ a very long time.โ
A scream echoed in your skulll, your own scream, thankfully entirely in your mind. He was so cute. So soft. He looked so worried, you wanted to rip him to pieces with affection. Was that possible? You were going to try.
Your hands fumbled over his belt, the tremble in your fingers making the pants button feel like an aptitude test. Your mouth returned to him, kissing down his cheeks and into the space under his jaw. Finally you could slip your hand down into his pants, and you hissed without thinking.
He was painfully hard, throbbing head pressed into his skin.ย Your own cock twitched under your robe at the feeling.
Did you do this? Had you gotten the King like this with just a question and a kiss? Tip nearly purple with pressure, you rested your forehead on his collarbone and watched his stomach jump as you wrapped your fingers around it.
Alastor fought back a laugh, tongue nearly cut clean off with the attempt. This was better than he had expected. And he had just the idea to push it over the top.
When your head dipped to swipe your tongue over Luciferโs cock, you both startled at the sudden sound of music. First you looked to the radio, then to Alastor.
One hand was loosening his bow tie, the other unbuckling his pants.ย
โDonโt stop on my accord,โ he bit his bottom lip, watching your attention return to Luciferโs lap.ย
Lucifer raised a finger in protest, โI wasnโt aware this was a group activity.โ
โThe more the merrier.โ Alastor whipped his belt off and tossed it to the floor, other hand pulling his member free.
โThreeโs a crowd.โย
โTwo heads are better than one.โ When Alastor lifted your robe away and sunk himself into you, hole soft and ready for him already, you moaned into the blonde hair at the base of Luciferโs cock.
Your breath over his shaft and now down his balls made his hips buck against you. Your hands gripped at Luciferโs thighs, trying to get steady enough to return your mouth to his waiting heat. You could smell his arousal, your head dizzy with so many of your senses being assaulted by both men.ย
โYou okay, kitten?โ A concerned hand came to your cheek.ย
Your watery, lust clouded eyes met his, โIt feels so good, Luci.โ His dick jerked. When you finally managed to get him in your mouth his head fell back, legs under him twitching with the need to move along to the bobbing of your head. Lucifer was wider than Alastor, the corners of your mouth burning as you tried to take in as much of him as possible.ย
Alastorโs hand raked long nails down your back, a whine ran from your throat and down Luciferโs shaft.ย He moaned in turn, trying to not connect the dots between himself and Alastor.
โI think you may need a little demonstration, from someone moreโ, โ Alastor leaned down, his face now inches from Luciferโs. His hand wrapped around your neck, โexperienced.โ He pulled you up by your throat.
Lucifer watched, your knees no longer touching the bed as Alastor fucked up into you. One hand gripping your throat, one arm holding your body against his. Your face began to redden, and your thighs noticeably clenching as best they could, legs open and feet on either side of Alastorโs body. Your cock hard and bouncing with every thrust. Lucifer winced, you looked pained, he wantedโ
โAa--Alastor,โ Your voice was like honey, thick and sweet around Alastorโs name. Luciferโs face fell flat, how could he have that? What did he need to do to have you say his name in such a debauched way? Why did that gangly sack of bones get all of the fun?
โSee? He can handle more than youโd expect.โ Alastor grinned, planting a kiss on your neck. You could see Lucifer watching through your wet eyelashes, his cock twitching repeatedly as his hand finally came down to touch himself.ย
With the hand not holding onto Alastorโs wrist at your throat, you reached out for Lucifer. โLuci.โย
Alastor let you fall forward. Keeping your hips in the air and knees dangling just above the comforter, he continued his rough pace into your tight heat. Pulling your body on and off of his length with harsh drags he watched you lick from the base to the top of Luciferโs member. Each thrust from him knocking your chin against it.ย
When you popped the head back into your mouth and moaned around it from Alastorโs continued fucking, Lucifer gripped your hair with both hands. Alastorโs own erection jumped in you, the king of hell himself buckling from his dearestโs mouth. He could break him entirely by just pulling you off of Luciferโs cock and refusing to return you. He was positive Lucifer would cry into his ruined orgasm if he did such a thing.
Tempting.
But, he promised to play along, for you. And he would, at his own terms.ย
He pushed aside the thought entirely, instead returning to the task in front of him. Your tongue was pinned down when Lucifer was in your mouth, cock too fat to allow any room for movement. You abandoned trying to suck him off, and changed tactics to lick and kiss the sensitive flesh in your hands.ย
Luciferโs mind wasโ- he wasn't sure where exactly. His consciousness splintered around you. The feeling of you; your tongue was swirling around him, the first contact heโs had other than himself in literal years. The sound of you; your soft moans and huffs were both audible and physical, the hot breath ghosting over him. The sight of you; head in his lap as he leaned back, your ass in the air and making a satisfying slapping noise every timeโย
Alastor. His eyes met Luciferโs and a wicked grin took hold of his features. Lucifer could practically hear Alastor whisper across your body, โWatch this.โ Maybe Alastor had thought it, but he kept it to himself.ย
Your hands began pumping Luciferโs length while your body was slightly dragged away as Alastor backed up and let your knees find some solid ground again.ย
Lucifer sat on his legs still, eyes flitting from between your face to the place you and Alastor connected. He could see Alastor disappearing inside you, and every intrusion had you gasping and mewling into the blankets. Your hand was still gently stroking him with outstretched arms, eyes clenched close.
Alastor smirked up at Lucifer, coming down over your back to reach around your body and find your dick, now pulsing under his hand. Immediately, you reacted. Legs squeezing together, hands stilling around your kingโs cock. With a bite and lick to your shoulder blade, the radio demon set a bruising pace against you. That warmth in your core was spreading down as you felt him press against your g-spot with every kiss of his hips.ย
You choked out his name, a chant Lucifer had never wanted to hear before now. How could you make Alastorโs name sound so delicious? He wrapped his fingers around yours on his dick and began moving with you. Your eyes rolled up to him, a weak smile forming before your orgasm made your face tighten. Alastor knew your body so well, bringing you to orgasm was like playing a well practiced song on the piano. Both required strong and fast fingers and a sense of rhythm. His hands working your shaft, fingers ghosting over your balls and head with every stroke up and down.ย
With a few more deeper, shorter moves Alastor stilled, too. Your knees slid down as your hips sank into the bed, your own release sticky and already cooling under you.
Lucifer let your hand go limp, swallowing hard. He wasnโt ignorant to the way Alastor smiled at him as he reclined into the headboard, tucking himself back into his pants.ย
โI have complete faith in you, for once.โ Alastor teased Lucifer, hand motioning to your still limp body. His smile seemed to dare Lucifer, challenge him, to keep going even with Alastorโs release sitting pretty in you.ย
Luci took a deep breath, steadying himself mentally, before pushing the hair from your forehead, โHey there, kitten. What do ya need?โ
With an uncharacteristic hunger in your eyes, you forced your line of sight up to him, โYou, Luci.โ Visibly shuddering, you sat up and brought your legs towards him, your knees touching each other in an odd display of shyness. Your hand felt at your entrance, Alastorโs seed just beginning to find its way from your relaxed and stretched hole.ย
โIs it okay?โ You asked, spreading the thick fluid between your fingers in front of Luci.ย
Something between a grimace and a pout came over him, it wasnโt his ideal situation but the idea of โ just how much heโd slip and slide in and out of your with the added lubrication made him feel feral. He wasnโt stupid, he knew Alastor hoped to ruin you and sour his experience. He decided to not allow it.ย
With a kiss to his nose, you wrapped your arms around his neck and lied back. You werenโt sure you were breathing anymore when you felt his scorching head slot up with your entrance. He rubbed the leaking fluid over himself and you with swipes up and down your ass, teasing your entrance with every pass. The difference between his heat and the cooled cum made him shiver in turn.ย
As he began to press into you, your body instinctively scooted away. It took both of your hands hooked under his arms to stay still enough for him to make any real headway.ย
Luci stopped, your face clearly pained. Your head shook in response, โPlease, you just have to keep going. Iโll adjust.โ While both of his heads swelled with pride โ Alastorโs cock clearly smaller โ Luci didnโt notice the wild eyes of the radio demon.ย
Alastor brought a hand to his face, red eyes peering between his spread fingers, smile threatening to break at the seams as he watched Lucifer Morningstar fucking his cum into his darling dear.ย
ย What a pitiful sight. How humiliating.
What would Charlie think of her big bad daddy? What would the other sins say? If they could see their king now, slick and shiny?
Your nails cut into his skin, and you were worried you were tearing slightly. Instead of attempting to thrust his way in, he chose to just continually press. The way your body seemed to be splitting made you second guess your decisions. But when his head finally popped in, your bullied boy cunt got some reprieve. He stopped, taking deep breaths.ย
Tears were collecting on your waterline, Luci noticed and leaned on an elbow to wipe them away. His blonde hair was falling forward now, tickling at your forehead.ย
You nodded, answering a question he didnโt ask, and he continued to force your walls open to accommodate him. The only sound in the room was the soft instrumental jazz number playing from atop the dresser. Your voice was stuck in your throat, Luci was focusing too hard to form words. Alastor could speak, but the music was just too enjoyable to interrupt.ย
Finally, after what could have been two minutes or twenty, you felt Luci bottom out. You had to just lie there for a second, never having felt something so solid in your otherwise soft body. No slight to Alastor, who was perfectly skilled in his abilities. Luci was justโ- more than you had expected.ย
As he pulled out, you thanked the heavens and hell and the rings within that Alastor had left you so wet and already softened. The first few thrusts were genuinely uncomfortable, the pleasure you felt almost entirely mental, drawn from the reality of who was pulling your insides back and forth. You were so tight around him that he too was almost pained; so much pressure but no way to move enough to get any release.
Slowly, the ring of your entrance relented and Luci could finally move at a normal pace. He would take himself out to his head before slipping back in. Every thrust made your body spread around him, a semi-truck through a field of sunflowers. Your body didnโt stand a chance, and you were grateful he chose gentleness for his entrance.
He leaned back on both hands, using the position to fucked up into you at an angle. He knew very well where to hit to begin gathering your pleasure.
Alastor dropped his head, yours between his legs. His hair made a short curtain, hiding the look he was giving you from Luci. He adores the faces you make when you are happy. Excited. Pleasured. You tried to offer him a smile, but you couldnโt manage it for long. Your eyes would roll back, lips tighten as you focused on the feeling Luci was providing. Focused on the sensations, of being so full, so sticky wet, so wanted. But Alastor was still watching, the sight of Luci blocked from his view as he enjoyed every little twitch of your mouth, every whimper.ย
It wasnโt jealousy, it was something more personal that stung Luci. While he couldnโt actually discern the looks you two gave each other, Luci felt very much the odd man out. But, he considered his position. Literally. He was leaning as far from your body as he could. He remembered the way you said Alastorโs name. Alastor had showed him exactly what to do, albeit in his usual obnoxious, showy fashion.
Sitting up, Luci adjusted your legs and slotted himself between them. Alastor leaned back, relinquishing your focus. Both of you looked at Luci though as one of his hands came to enclose your throat.
Alastor was almost impressed. Almost. You brought both hands to wrap around his wrist, glancing to Alastor behind you.
The words came out of Alastor as half warning, half instruction, โIf he needs you to stop, heโll tap two fingers twice on you, wherever he can reach.โ Lucifer nodded, eyes not meeting Alastorโs. He kept them on your face, watching for any sign of distress as he tightened his grip. The way your muscles clenched around him earned you a hiss.
He began to move again, the new position causing his stomach to rut against your returning erection as he buried himself in you. More clenching; He tightened his grip more.ย
โAre you sure he isnโt hurting?โ Luci asked, your eyes closed and nails digging into his wrists.
โNonsense. Canโt you feel him? Or does he just grip me like that?โ The cocky expression made Luci unconsciously clench his fist on your neck. A gentle tap tap snapped him back to you. He loosened up again, his eyes large and apologetic.
You unconsciously tightened your own grip on his dick, grinding up into him for more friction. Your body had finally relaxed, pleasure freely flowing from where you and Luci tangled together. You closed your eyes, the pressure constant on the veins to your head. Blood flow restricted just enough to lower your oxygen levels and raise the nitrogen oxide in your body. It resulted in a dizzying feeling, maybe there was a primal panic that caused your body to feel heightened pleasure. You didnโt feel scared, or in danger. You felt โโ ah there it was. You felt weak. You felt docile. You felt like you existed purely to give pleasure and the idea turned you on. In every day life youโd never allow someone to use you, to push you around. You were anything but subservient. Thatโs why it was so enthralling now. It was so strange a sensation. And to give yourself so fully to the king of hell, the originator of all sin? You groaned, head rolling back.ย
Luci watched your head loll, drank in your groans and gasps and felt himself get dizzy too. More. Say his name like you did Alastorโs. Praise how well he fucked you. Reward him. Love him.
He pulled out suddenly, his head leaving you for the first time since it managed to fit in initially. Luci put both hands on your hips and directed you to roll onto your stomach. He pulled your ass up, knees bent. You crawled up enough to rest your forehead on the crook of Alastorโs leg, one lazily outstretched and the other bent under him slightly. Luci wasted no time pushing back in. He leaned over you and pressed his hand into your back, forcing your chest to be slightly crushed into the bed. He pulled out and slammed back into you, tearing a yelp from you as he hit deeper than he had before, stomach lurching into your chest with the impact.
He stopped, unsure, until he felt your hand reach under yourself and rest at the junction of his knee and calf. His other hand came to your right hip, and he used it to keep you from sliding up the bed. Letting his eyes close again, he focused on the feeling of you around him. His crotch and thighs were covered in oil and cum, his balls tight against him. Every drag out of you made his body jerk back into you with need. It felt so good, too good. He needed more. He pressed hard into you, oversized tip of his cock opening parts of you never before reached. He made shorter thrusts now, ensuring he bottomed out every time. It was too deep, too much of a stretch. Your moans slowly devolved into screams, the pleasure mixed with a soft burning.ย
You could feel him spreading open your body, soft walls helpless to resist his raging member. The feeling of your silky boy cunt sliding along his cock, your tight hole gripping him, was driving him mad.
You were screaming. Actual, pleasured screams, threatening to alert the entire hotel to your activities. Wails that started shrill and dipped into a gutteral cry filled the room with every thrust of Luciferโs frenzied hips.
A tiny part of your brain felt embarrassed, a dying animal shrieking into Alastorโs thigh.
An ever shrinking part of Lucifer existed too, the piece of him too preoccupied with your two fingers on his leg to enjoy you. It got smaller and smaller, no longer a blockade to his pleasure, but a safety net allowing him to walk the tightrope of sadism.
The radioโs volume dial rolled, smooth jazz now blaring and drowning out your painfully pleasured cries. Alastor was fine with allowing someone to take care of your needs at his permission but strangers had no business enjoying your sounds.
As Luci became lost in the sensation of your body trying to suck him in whole, his hand on your back began to press down. Your breaths got shorter, it got harder to expand your lungs fully.
Face turned and drooling onto the fabric of Alastorโs pants, you started gasping out his name, โLuci! Nngh Luciiii, Lucifer.โ
Your lips dropped his name and it fell like lead into his thoughts. He fought the urge to close his eyes again as he felt his orgasm building. He watched your flushed skin jump beneath every punishing thrust, his name a spell you could now barely whisper, not enough breathe to scream. Your upper body was entirely buried into the mattress. It felt like your back might snap with Luciโs loss of control. You kept your hand on his leg, ever ready to tap out.
The yellow of his eyes turned red, just like the skin of your ass where his hip bones chaffed. โYou take me so well, kitten.โ He ground out, โDaddyโs gonna cum.โ
Alastorโs eyes glowed a blood red from the end of the bed, a wickedly devious grin across his face at the opportunity before him, he looked up at Luci and said with a commanding tone, โCum.โ
Luci was already over that peak when his eyes flew up to catch Alastorโs, it was too late to stop his orgasm. He was helpless to disobey, despite his now desperate desire to never cum again. With a moan, and a hiss, he pressed your body fully into the mattress. Your body now flush, he waited until his cock stopped jerking his long overdue seed into your bruised ass.
Luci lied on top of you even after you were full to the brim with his cum. It was already forcing its way out around his softening cock when he managed to roll off of you and onto his back.
Staring at the canopy of the bed, he felt two emotions rise to the surface. First, concern. He turned to you, and you gave a weak thumbs up.
Second, rage.
โWhat the actual fuck is wrong with you? Fuck you.โ He looked to Alastor, who was grinning as he pet your head, whispering something to you.ย
โLittle late for dirty talk, your highness.โ
Lucifer growled, but Alastorโs palm pressed against his forehead and pushed him back down to the bed.
โI sleep on the left. Iโd prefer you on the right.โ he gently moved your head from his lap, โBeside me, my dear. A darling barrier.โ Alastor didnโt look at Lucifer, just slid off the bed and walked into the en-suite bathroom. โNo outside clothes under the comforter.โ Alastor called from the bathroom before the sound of rushing water poured in.
You rolled onto your back, still catching your breath. Body sprawled out on the massive bed like a starfish.
Lucifer turned onto his side, hand caressing your arm. โAre you okay, kitten? I didnโt mean to lose myself like that.โ He felt shame, like he had done something terrible. โAndโ I didnโt help you finish. Thatโs pretty shitty.โ
But it fell away when you smiled back at him, โI feel great. Sore, but great all the same.โ You let your fingers clumsily lace with his. โI really like you, Luci. And I donโt need to cum to enjoy myself. You can always try again, ya know?โ
Lucifer felt his face grow warm, but couldnโt press you to clarify what exactly that meant before Alastor scooped you up and carried you to the bath.
There was a moment where he was alone, noticing the radio was back to a tolerable volume, the water splashing softly out of view. He felt out of place, like he had accidentally walked into a strangerโs home. He wasnโt sure what to do next, where to go from there when Alastorโs head popped back into the room, annoyed, โAre you coming or not? Those are clean sheets.โ
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Hii, hope u're doing ok in ur break. If the slot is till open, can i request Sir Pentious n Alastor with a dom male! reader who used to be a detective before he died?
I like the thought of Alastor being with someone who's supposed to arrest him (lol), and making him call the reader 'sir' a lot.
You Have The Right To Remain Silent... If You Can~
Sir Pentious
You slammed the serpent onto the desk, bending him over as you slid a hand down his scaly form, gripping his surprisingly curvaceous hips.
Yanking his head back by his hood, you growled in his ear.
"Where are you hiding the weapons?"
The man gasped softly, back arching as he swallowed the lump in his throat, scaly rear almost presenting to you.
"I'll never tell!" He whined, trying to pull from your grasp, only to moan as you gripped his hood even tighter, pulling him close.
You yanked his arms back, snapped a pair of cuffs onto him.
They were cheap cuffs, stuff from a xheapo store, you sure if the man tried hard enough they'd break, yet you knew he wouldn't, the man whining softly as you leant over him.
With a sadistic smile, you gripped his face, pulling him in close.
"Tell me, and this can be easy. Ooor you could resist, and I could be very, very Hard on you~" you growled, practically grinding on him.
The man simply moaned, biting his lower lip.
"So, you think you can break me?! I'd love to see you try!" He cried triumphantly, as you leaned in, breathing heavy on his neck.
You smirked, yanking on his hood as you slammed his face into the desk.
"Oh don't worry. I'm not scared to throw the book at you." You growled, leaning in close, practically purring in his ear. "But with you, snake boy... you should be careful, cause if you keep resisting imma spank you with it."
You growled, slapping his scaly "ass", Pentious moaning lewdly as he practically pushed back in your hand.
The man all but whining as you manhandled him.
You had some back and forth, Pentious declaring he'd never reveal his secrets, you determined to 'drill' them out of him, using your 'experience' on Pentious. Putting that top notch detective experience to work.
Of course you weren't too rough. You were too experienced a detective to rough him up enough to leave marks, well, to leave bad marks, you left plenty of fun marks on the man, though even then he never minded a bit of rough play.
Having the man at your mercy was always a lovely thrill, Pentious a giddy idiot when intimate, but he was surprisingly capable at theatrics when in the mood, man a damsel at your mercy.
Well, not necessarily at your mercy, Pentious was totally in on it, the man all but eager to submit to 'your authority', putting up as much of a fight as he was expected too.
You didn't get too rough, well, not physically, as you didnt wanna leave marks, not that Pentious minded marks, he just didn't want the sort you couldn't explain off.
Pinning him to the desk, you'd hold him close, kissing and suckling his delicate neck flesh, drawing a string of moans and whines from the man, Pentious moaning loudly as you suddenly bit the snakes neck.
This was hardly the first time you'd played this role, Pentious particular to a bit of power play, especially when you so naturally knew your part.
And despite the man's craving for status and power, he relished the way you dominated him, a big goofy grin across his face as you used your once lawful abilities to hold power over others, the snake fascinated with almost supernatural power you held over him, almost as much as the hold you had on his body.
And while he'd never publicly admit it, the snake loved submitting every tume you took charge.
You treated him like any other perp, cuffing the man as you... had your fun~
Pentious loved every second of it, you always sure he enjoyed it, the snake loving it when you were in power.
This was a surprisingly big part of your relationship, the two of you having a deeply intimate connection.
Pentious relishing more then just the idea of you, but the sheer dominance you could exert, the man both loving and desperately wanting to emulate your dominant abilities.
And while the sexual aspect was always heavy, he really craved to know how to dominate, you trying to show the snake just how to be more dominant.
Yet despite your abilities and attempts, the man occasionally having bouts of success, you always held the cards in your relationship.
You'd of course teach the snake many of the skills you held.
You were a veteran detective before death, and as such you knew far more about the minds of others then many Sinners in Hell, a skill Pentious desperately wished to emulate.
Of course, when not engaging in Detective themed S&M, you had a deeply romantic relationship.
Pentious, despite himself, was desperate for intimacy. The man adoring the fact he had someone to care and attend to, and you damn well knew it.
The snake was always amazed at your deductive abilities, you able to trll much about him before he even spoke, you doing your best to teach him, too... mixed results.
But despite the regular 'Cops and Robbers' routine, you also had a deeply intimate relationship, you often spending great lengths of time with the man.
You, of course, let him keep something of an illusion of control, the man allowed to build his air fleet and egg-boi army, you keeping a watch of it all, but the man ultimately free to do as he pleased.
Of course, you barely had to assert yourself to dominate the man, Pentious immediately folding any time you so much as touched him, the Serpent relishing your touch in his life, craving your affection.
You had the snake wrapped around your fingers, Pentious loving it any time you flexed your power over him, The snake loving to puff up his ego, but the man quivering if you so much as purred in his ear.
You and your 'big bad snake' shared a deep, if lopsided, relationship, as while the man relished asserting his power and status, he adored when you asserted your power over him, two of you having a deeply adoring relationship.
Alastor
Your little back and forth with Alastor was long running, the man finding you exceptionally interesting.
You were in your 'office', the man sat in a chair as you stood over the man.
"My, Mr Detective, aren't you going to read me my rights?"
You simply smirked, yanking on his dishevelled neck tie, the man biting his lip as you stared down at the man, the Radio Demon's wrists bound behind his back.
The man who was so used to getting his way, that having the man at your whim, the man at your mercy, it was a refreshing change of pace for the man.
And if you happen to play into the roaring persona of an ABU agent eager to 'question' him with some... unorthadox interrogation tactics.
"Oh don't worry, I'll make sure you know every right and wrong you've got~"
Alastor knew this song and dance, having endured such treatment when alive, something he was sure to remind you of every time you had your little 'play sessions'.
You always eager to play into the role, playing up your persona, usually with a distinct shift, either rank or position, or his Crime.
Always making sure to play into it. Hard. Relishing your 'play time' with thr man, the dapper demon seemingly appreciating your theatrics as you pressed him into a wall. Or desk. Or the back of your car.
Or over your car.
Or on that ferris-wheel that one time.
Pressing your body to his, getting closer then any man ever had, binding his wrists with his own dress shirt as you slid your hands into his belt line.
"Looks like youll be going in for some Hard Time?"
You growling in his ear, working over his lithe form, drawing out a string of breathless moans from the man.
Alastor purred, a crackle of static as his back arched, you relishing this control, always managing to illicite a moan from the man.
The demon, despite his pride, was deeply susceptible to your detective persona, the man, in an oddly reminiscent episode enjoyed reliving his mortal years, the thrill of the back and forth. And of the Hunt~
The man was witty, and smug, as he was in life, always eager for your 'play time'. Which was iron8c since he wasnt all too partial to physical contact, yet with you he adored those 'rendezvous' always eager to elicit a rise out of you, man partial to some pain.
Though even as you slammed him against your desk, flesh pressed against flesh, the man always doing his best to keep up his smug persona, his way of encouraging you to 'put him in his place'.
You had an exceptionally smug back and forth every time, Alastor exceptionally snarky, well, until you smacked his ass, Alastor suppressing a whine as you leaning in close, biting his neck.
Now, Alastor would never admit as much, but he was very partial to a good bite on the neck, the man often whining like a doe when you sunk your teeth into the man's neck. A favour he would often return, you having more then a few bloody Tshirts due to the man.
The man would often end up as a whining, mewling mess, eyes crossing as you held the man down, turning Alastor into a moaning, whining mess, utterly submitting to you when in your office.
Of course the man would never admit as much publicly, keeping up his ever smug radio persona when in public.
But when in the privacy of your own home, he'd playfully submit, allowing you to 'take charge', you usually ending up inside of him.
One way or another.
The man, despite his pride, loved your little games of back and forths, able to experience real dominance, a breath of fresh air for such a powerful demon, the dapper demon so used to being the most powerful person in the room, he received an alien body of energy every time.
Of course, your past as a detective was always a point of teasing and prodding for the man, the man loving to work you up with idiotic questions until you'd end up snapping, said snapping usually ending with him bound to a chair, missing half his clothing, his neck utterly covered in big red bite marks.
A big dopey grin on his face with his hair all kinds'ah fucked up.
You were a constant source of entertainment, as whenever you werent 'investigating' something, i.e his body, you were usually enduring his teases and taunts, the man always happy to get a rise out of you, you quickly reminding him who was in charge.
Your favourite being to bind his wrists with his own bowtie, regularly blindfolding him before having your way with him, leaving a whole myriad of new marks and scars.
Alastor liked to pretend otherwise, but it was painfully obvious he was always eager for it, even as he moaned and squirmed, back arching as he practically begged, something he desperately tried not too do, but you always managed to squeeze it out of him, among with other things~
When not engaging in sexually deviance, the two of you had an exceptionally romantic relationship, as even as he was hesitant to show real intimacy, or well, public intimacy was mostly off the table.
Of course, you'd still manage to get something from the man, usually a simple kiss, or affectionate nuzzle, a monumental achievement for anybody. One you always celebrated in your own smug little way.
And yes, he'd never reveal the inner dynamics of your relationship, something you didn't blame him for, he was as vain as you were assertive. You still shared a loving, and disproportionately assertive, relationship, the two of you loving each other deeply, adoring each other. Usually with Alastor being bent over a desk being your favourite way to show it to each other~
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The real him
(Alastor x male overlord!reader)
No warnings my loves
Perhaps some grammatical errors๐ฅน
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Alastor was walking down the street to attend the overlords meeting that was taking place today. He has been absent for quite some time so he has not been to one in a while, and honestly he was kind of excited to go again. Not because he cared so much about what they had to say oh no, of course it was useful information for his plan but the one true reason he went was not something, it was someone.
You.
The overlord of music. Since he was the radio demon and you were the music demon you naturally had something to do with each other. Not to mention it just so happened that you both liked jazz that was a first bonding point.
The moment you became an overlord and turned up on one of the meetings Alastor was delighted by you. You were younger than most of them around the age of the Vees however you are very respectful towards the elder overlords. And even though you were one of the strongest ones you were not egoistic at all. If anything Alastor would call you quite humble. You had a happy air around you similar to Charlie, but he could see the smartness and cunningness underneath. For anyone else you just seemed like any happy go lucky idiot in hell but Alastor knew better. He knew that you could not have become an overlord without brains, all though the Vees achieved it. It only took him one conversation with you to know that sly brain of yours which was probably one of the smartest in the room, despite your young age.
Before he left hell it has become a habit that you two sat down for a coffee after meetings and you could talk for hours, one of your favorite activities was playing chess together.
To put it short. Alastor absolutely adored you, and loved spending time with you. The only thing that made him feel even a little bit sad when he left was the thought of not seeing you for a long time.
"Alastor, how fare thee, this way"
Alastor was too caught up in his daydreams about you to notice the tall figure appearing before him.
"Greetings, Zestial" he looked at the overlord while they made their way to the meeting.
"Ah, the weather, doth become this fine day."
"Indeed, looks like we might have some acid rain this afternoon!"
"If our luck doth hold! I do revel in the screams. How art thou?It has been an age since thou hath graced us thy presence. Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to...holy arms."
"Oh, I just took a well-earned sabbatical, nothing serious. Though it's fun to keep everyone on their toes!" Laughed Alastor
"Quite intriguing, Some of us did miss thee more than others" smiled Zestial mysteriously.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Asked back Alastor his smile never wavering.
"Thee knoweth what I mean a certain youngster did miss thy presence gravely"
"(Y/N)?"
"Indeed"
To this Alastor's smile lessened just the littlest bit, barely seeable to naked eye truly. He was not pleased that he caused you sadness. All though deep down in his cold dead heart a spark of warmth emerged to the thought that you missed him.
"Well than shall we proceed" said Zestial at last.
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When Alastor and Zestial arrived at the meeting he was disappointed to notice that you were no where to be seen. Nonetheless he took his seat, hoping that you will turn up since you do have a habit of losing track of time.
So the meeting began, Alastor sat next to Rosie a charming Women overlord of the cannibal town also a good friend of yours and Alastor.
"Ahhh Alastor such a pleasure to see you again, someone has become quite broody without you here." The powerful women finished her sentence with a cheeky grin.
"Yes it has been brought to my attention as well however I do not see the culprit here anywhere."
"Ohh you know the clumsy, he is always late."
About 10 minutes after the meeting began Velvette bursted through the door throwing the head of an exorcist of the table, and you walked in calmly behind her.
"Must you make such an entrance, and oh look at that now you got blood all over the table you could do it less flashy you know" you said looking at the media demon.
"I'm sorry for being late Velvette here was holding me up" you said rolling your eyes while she stuck her middle finger in your face.
"Anyways what are we-" you stopped talking when you saw Alastor. Your face broke out in a grin which you quickly tried to cover up with a cough and took your place besides Rosie.
"It's quite all right (Y/N) we know how...annoying the Vees can be" said Carmilla smiling at you slightly. You had a friendly relationship with most every overlord, even the Vees all though that was more professional.
After that you had trouble focusing, all you could think about was what you would say to Alastor after the meeting.
When Velvette jumped unto the table and started very disrespectfully yelling at Zestial and Carmilla you wanted to step in but Rosie put her hand on yours shaking her head slightly.
Alastor chuckled, a real hearty quet chuckle not a mocking one. He has always adored the way you like to stand up for people. He often wondered how you ended up in hell. Now he knows of course, your coffee 'dates' have turned quite deep sometimes, thus you are pretty much the only person who knows him. Not his grin he always wears, not his charmingly sick personality, him.
After the rather quick meeting you waited for Alastor outside of the meeting room. You were quite nervous you have not seen him in 7 years.
When Alastor saw you waiting outside he walked over. You waited till the other overlords have left the scene and the moment you could not see any of them anymore you jumped into Alastors arms.
Now, Alastor did not like physical touch. But this was already a routine for you too. Since you are a very touchy person and he does not like it at all you started off slow. Putting your hand on his shoulder as greeting and goodbye. Than patting his back and this way you guys slowly went up to a point where he was comfortable with hugging you. And now he loves it. But only if its you.
"(Y/N)...I've heard you missed me."he stated while smiling, not grinning, smiling at you.
"Weelll, I mean its no secret that you are my favorite there" you smiled shyly
"Only there?" He asked smiling egoistically exactly knowing your answer.
"All right, all right mr.bigshot however that doesn't explain why you were gone for 7 years without telling me where you were?"
You might be happy to see him now but that doesn't change the fact that he hurt you when he left without telling you.
His smile faltered a bit
He took your hand and next thing you know is you guys ended up in his room in the Hazbin Hotel.
Now he could let the smile go. All though a soft one remained on his lips.
"Everything in its time my dear"
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SALUTATIONS, GOOD TO BE BACK ON THE AIR
YES I KNOW ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE SOMEONE WITH STYLE-
Ok I'll stop
You see...I WATCHED HAZBIN HOTEL AND ITS AN OBSESSION THE SONGS, THE ART, THE CHARACTERS AAAAAHHHGSHHSGJSGS ITS SOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD
I already have at least 5 more fics in my notes just waiting to be published but I might wait with those cuz I really have to proof read them cuz when I type fast (like when I have too many ideas in my head cuz I have a new hyperfixation) I make the stupidest ass mistakes๐ญ
SOOOO ANYWAAAHYYSSSS
Thank you so much for reading ladies, gentleman and other, good afternoon good evening and good night๐งก๐ฆ
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Unholy sins
Alastor x male reader
Note:...I gave in. I have to write for this man
Submissive alastor โค๏ธ
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Alastor was laid flat on his stomach ears flat against his head panting heavily. He was not a submissive man, so the fact that you succeeded in having him become this submissive was an achievement. "O-oh fuck darling" Alastor cursed as you slammed into from behind cock sinking into him and Alastor moaned to riled up to care anymore. "You look so beautiful taking me like this" you purred into his ear fingers gripping his waist as his back arched and a gasp torn from his throat. "Please" he cried out, "Please what?" You said a smirk gracing your lips. "Harder... Please" he begged. Alastor felt completely powerless in this moment as he begged for more. "Anything for you al" was your reply as you gripped his hips tighter fingers bruising his flesh as you thrust into him with a brutally set pace. Alastor mewled, mewled before he cummed the tip of his tongue poking out of his lips as he panted and his eyes rolled back as he felt your cum pour into him before you pulled out and watched it leak out. "You did so well Al" you praised kissing his forehead and he just closed his eyes catching his breath "thank you dear..."
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Helloo!
Idk if you take requests , but could you maybe write a fic with Human!Alastor and male!reader where reader exaggerates his whole personality to comply with everyone else and is easily exhausted from it and Alastor "relaxses" reader in that way ?
Thank you in advance and have a good day !
Alastor - [ MASQUERADE ]
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A/N: This request really made me brainstorm but I've decided to break it into 2 parts. I hope you'll enjoy it! As always kindly lmk the artist of the fanart so I can tag them and give proper credit! โค๏ธ
WARNINGS: [ SLIGHT NSFW ] + [ MDNI ] + [ SUGGESTIVE THEMES ] + [ MALE READER ] + [ FLUFFโฆif you squint ]
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โYou're on air in ten minutes, Y/n. Pick it up before the host gets restless!โ
Your so-called manager barked from the dressing room doorway, giving one last glare your way before strutting off, grumbling a string of curses you'd learned to ignore.
โAssholeโฆโ you scoffed, turning back to the striped mirror of your vanity; the large bulbs that lit it gave enough light in the old stuffy backstage space, illuminating every detail of your appearance.
Not one thing could be out of place.
You wouldn't allow it, committed to your role as a rising preformer in the golden age of the stage, and conditioned to perfectionist standards from years of tribulations
Suffering behind a practiced smile won you your stardom. The ambiguous beauty you possessed helped immensely in your success on the silver screen, but the truest contributor to your fame was appeal.
Humourous, intellectual, but most crucial, sex appeal.
That's what kept your admires enthralled, permanently put you in the limelight from the start, and inevitably earned you considerable amounts of money.
You weren't opposed to being called a child of Dionysus himself, envied by those who wanted you. Still, the burden of putting on a show for everyone every day without giving them a glimpse of your faults was excruciating.
Yet, you chose the burden over sulking in the darkness, remaining among the ordinary when you so clearly had the makings of a star, and your status of high popularity among the masses was proof of it.
So be it if your cheeks ached from smiling at frivolous fans that your laugh sounded less like your own the more you forced it, that flirtations of others felt like empty praises, or that every project you agreed to felt less and less stimulating.
So fucking be it.
Fame is fickle; you knew this all too well, but your existence felt meaningless without it.
Empty.
All the world's riches, the undivided favor you garnered from the public, and the sparkling awards cluttered your penthouse display shelvesโฆ
Even with all that at your fingertips, you had yet to feel seenโฆ
Seen and truly adored.
โTwo fucking minutes! Get your ass in position. This interview is being broadcast live, remember?โ your manager harped at you from the hall, causing you to grunt in frustration before yelling back, โWould you shut your trap?! Fucking hellโฆI'm coming!โ
You set aside the whiskey glass in your left hand, ran your right through your recently styled hair, and checked your reflection one last time.
โIt's only a radio show. One little interview and you can go home and get black-out drunkโฆโ the idea of spending some much-deserved time alone after running around doing a press tour brought a sad smile to your face as you stood and exited the dim room.
This would be your last stop, an interview with Louisianaโs prided radio host, and the last person you'd need to put a show on for before returning home.
โFinallyโฆโ your manager grumbled as you stepped into the hall, giving you a once over as the two of you strolled down the hall towards the host recording area, โDon't fuck this up. People say this ones a real talker and can make or break ya..โ he mumbled begrudgingly.
You paid his incessant pestering no mind, flashing him a suave smile as you both stopped before a heavy door, โDon't tell me you're starting to care about my reputation now? Thought you only saw me as a nice money grabโฆโ
Your smile grew as laughter bubled in your chest, seeing the other slowly become agitated at your backhanded comments.
โWhy, you little-โ
โOh, don't be rude, sir. You'll spoil my good mood, and god knows sour spirits bring bad luck,โ you smirked, enjoying the scrunch of his nose as his expression reflected his true nature, but before he could snap, you pushed the door open and slipped into the soundproofed station room.
What a fucking pain he isโฆ
You cursed the raging man outside, sighing softly as the sound of jazz lingered through the air and the smell of freshly brewed coffee mixed with a distinct cologne engulfed you.
The space felt and looked inviting, relaxing even, but what caught your attention was the man who occupied it.
He sat in a desk chair across the small room, facing a table full of controls and a mic to match. His face was lowered from the device, glasses resting comfortably on the bridge of his nose as he stared at what you assumed was a script for your conversation with him, but the simmering amazement overtook your curiosity about the paper he held you felt hearing him hum along to the song he was airing.
You didn't dare move an inch closer, satisfied with watching and listening to him from afar, oddly entrapped by the silent allure he cast.
It was no mystery that people loved the sound of his voice. You'd be fooling yourself if you said you hadn't found his commentary enchanting, but looking at him in the flesh, you were sure he'd flourish on the silver screen like no other.
He could indeed win the eyes of manyโฆ
Yours especially, and to some degree, he had already, but you hesitated to admit it even as he turned to face you.
Ohโฆ. he is a beauty, that's for sureโฆ
That was the singular thought in your mind as he smiled, standing from his seat before approaching you with all the confidence you'd merely portrayed.
โHello there. You must be Y/n L/n. I'm Alastor Hartifelt. It's a pleasure to meet you, my friend!โ
His voice was as smooth, melting into the background melodies inexplicably, and your heart lightened immensely as he held out a hand for you to shake.
โThe..the pleasure is all mine, Mr. Hartifelt..โ you inwardly scolded your delayed greeting, losing track of your practiced charm relatively quickly in his grasp. Still, in seconds, you recovered from the blunder while returning his smile.
Alastor took you in with a glance up and down your figure, cataloging every detail of your appearance out of habit, but when his gaze met yours, one thought crossed his perceptive mind.
Longing?
How curiousโฆ
You hid the familiar emotion well; seeing past the veil of contentment wasn't tricky, and though he was tempted to bring it forth.
You two shook hands briefly but firmly. Alastor stepped back, gliding his hand out to mention towards the recording station. โCome, have a seat, and please call me Alastor. We will be on air after all; formalities aren't necessary for an engaging broadcast.โ His smile grew, emitting an unearthly kindness as you nodded in understanding before sitting in the chair opposite his.
โYou make an excellent point, Alastor. I hope we enjoy each other's company.โ You chuckle softly, feeling a tad nervous for a reason unknown but genuinely harboring a rise in excitement, hearing him respond promptly.
โI have no doubt we willโฆโ Alastor muses more to himself, a delicate edge to his voice as he trailed behind you, and a certain twinge of intrigue rattled your spine at the implication.
For the first time in a long time, you weren't dreading the inclinations of your fame, gradually succumbing to the sparks of joy Alastor evoked with the most straightforward words and becoming surer of the fact as he took his seat next to you.
โShall we begin?โ he implies cheekily, and you reply in a quick, witty fashion, โWe shall.โ
โโโโ-
โCare for a drink, my friend? I believe weโve earned ourselves a cold glass of whiskeyโฆ that is, If your evening is unreserved.โ Alastor made the offer moments after switching your respective microphones off, quickly arranging the recording panel to a specific setting as he listened for your response.
Your mouth moved quicker than your mind; a distinct rush overtook at the thought of spending more time with the charismatic radio host, โI'd be delighted to join you. I must agree that our interview went quite well. It's rare to have an easy conversation with a stranger these days..โ
Alastor raised a brow, sparing you a glance as he finished sliding keys and flicking switches into place to keep a calming stream of music lingering in his broadcast, โSo, I'm still a stranger to you?โฆ My, and I thought we were getting on so wellโฆโ
He spurs you casually, an air of hurt in his expression, and it stuns you, causing a red hue to rise on your cheeks, โTh-that's not at all what I meant, Alastorโฆโ Your lower head twinges of embarrassment staining your consciousness, and for the third time that evening, Alastor had chipped away at your charm.
He enjoyed itโฆ.
Seeing you falter and conform to his standards, though you didn't need to, at any time, you could've remained indifferent to him and taken your leave the moment he shut your mic off, but you remained.
Solely because you'd grown attached to him or the defect he had on you.
Humbling, genuine understanding, but above all else, validation.
โMy dear, I am only poking fun. I take no offense to your words, and I hope you'll grant me the same courtesy!โ Alastor reached for you, thumb and forefinger slipping under your chin to lift it, and you obeyed his gesture with a soft smile. โOhโฆIโฆโ
You paused, swallowing thickly as he raised himself from the chair, head lowered toward yours as he stood above you.
Had he always been so tall?
So brooding?
You weren't entirely sure, but your heart raced, every nerve in your body tingled with anticipation as if you were a deer caught in his headlights, but you couldn't retreat or evade him.
โYou what?..โ Alastor cooed quietly, chocolate eyes on fire with an emotion you'd long forgotten but returned subconsciously.
Control.
You needed to be back in control, or the next breath between you two might lead to somethingโฆ
Your mind played scenario after scenario, beginning to short circuit as he peered down at you, lips only inches from yours, and his other hand reaching to caress your cheek. His touch is searing, warmer than those you'd felt before, intentional, and your entire being buzzed in his grasp as if in a drunken stupor.
He was dangerousโฆ able to tear through your facade easily, which was terrifying.
Polarizing.
Don't let him get any closerโฆ
Keep him at a distanceโฆ
You've only just met him...
Warnings rang in your head, but your eyes lowered to his lips, and your voice remained quiet as you responded to his question.
โI" 'd like to have that drink before the night ends. Wouldn't you?"With a gentle nudge of your head and a soft laugh, you draw away from Alastor's touch. The space between you increases, and the ability to breathe becomes less strenuous as you stand to your feet, collecting your overcoat before slipping it on, "I'm not familiar with the city yet, so I'll leave it to you to show me around." The chipper in your tone amuses Alastor; you'd perfected the art of illusion so well that in the clutches of what some might consider an intimate moment, you balked and reclaimed sensibility like it never occurred, though you wished for it to carry on further.
He'd met and spoken to his fair share of actors, learned their ticks and telling habits, and used it against them when he saw benefit in toying with them.
However, being able to see right through you evoked another motive for the host, and he dared to think it was mutual.
"Well, I'd be honored to show you the ins and outs of this lively town I call home so long as you promise to keep up," Alastor retrieves his coat, a heavy jet black trench withered accents paired with matching hat, stylish in all the right ways -presumably warm to be in. Still, you were sure if he ventured into the night dressed like that, any stranger would fear him.
They had good reason to, but you didn't need to know why.
Not yetโฆ
With a coy smile, you followed Alastor out of the station, matching his strides as he paved the way to a nearby speakeasy, "You'll find it quite entertaining, my friend. Few visit at this hour, but my dear Mimzy puts on a vine show regardless!" Your heart skipped a beat at the thought of Alastor being infatuated with another, for what reason you weren't sure, but your disappointment flashed clear in your eyes that he took it upon himself to clarify his remark.
"She is an old and loyal acquaintance. Nothing more. Nothing less."
You perked up at the explanation, face burning with a blush as you raised both hands to dissuade his interpretation of your expression, "I understand. You needn't explain anything to me-"
Alastor halted in his tracks, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he peered at you curiously, "Hm, so you did assume we were something to begin with?..."
Shit, was I that obvious?...
"Not at all..." you lie, as calm as ever but internally conflicted.
How could he go about messing with you so boldly?..
And why did it excite you?..
"Your eyes say otherwise, my friend..." he counters your nervous reply with a smug smirk, beginning to walk off as if he wasn't toying with your head, "My eyes?..." you whisper in response.
"They are the doorway to the soul...I've learned to walk through said doors, and you, my dear, hide a lot of fears behind them." Alastor chuckles, ears tingling as you reclaim your spot at his upon reaching your destination. Still, you're less concerned with the dark alley lit with a singular neon sign situated above a heavy lead door and more worried about what he is implying regarding your emotions.
Who was he to know anything?
Sure, he was pleasant to be around, an avid intellectual with a knack for continuing conversation with you, and you had no reason to believe he'd been faking his friendliness to you from the start...
That still gave him no right analyzing you, prod at your exterior with more confidence than necessary, and you intended to let him know it.
A glare beset your expression, mouth open to speak, but you weren't allowed to do so as the lead door swung open.
Alastor guided you close to his side as a gaggle of patrons spilled from the doorway, ranting and raving about the time they had inside. Their rowdy behavior irked him, but you did not comment on the matter as he placed a hand on your back to lead you inside after their dysfunctional departure.
โDrunken idiots,โ he mumbled begrudgingly, and for the first time you'd seen the radio host truly bothered. He'd been so composed during your interview, inviting and flirtatious on and off the air, so getting a glimpse of his annoyed state felt like a treat.
At least you knew he had flaws, insignificant but telling ones.
โUm. Alastor, you can..โ you paused, unsure if you wanted to let him know he was still holding onto your waist as he led you inside the dim speakeasy. Alastor hummed, irritation gone, and his coy smile widening as you shuffled alongside him. โY-you can let me go now.โ
โOh, nonsense, my dear! I wouldn't want you to run into unsavory characters like the ones that just passed..โ
He quickly navigated the lingering crowd, clearly familiar with the club's layout, and you marbled at its unique atmosphere as he led you through it. โI can handle myself, Alastor,โ you tried again to reason, but Alastor was quick to give a response as he ushered you to sit at an unoccupied lounge chair complete with a table and lamp.
โI'm sure you can but I'm rather fond of keeping you close.โ He sat next to you after setting his coat and hat aside.
What did he mean by that?..
โHow selfish of you,โ you feigned disappointment as he shifted to face you with a soft chuckle leaving his lips, โWould you be so kind as to forgive my greed for your attention?โ Alastor stares you down, noting how you bite your lip, another nervous tick you'd yet to disregard in his presence. โI'll consider it if you buy me a drink or two..โ
The suggestion was meant to sound confident, unmothered by the mounting pressure in your chest, but it came out breathless. You were sure that you'd mastered the art of indiffenece, permanently established a mask of charm, but as much as you wished to maintain the certaintyโฆ
Alastair disproved it with little more than a gesture or equally compelling word.
It was unsettling, intoxicating too, but undeniably riveting.
โA small price to pay,โ he mumbled, eyes lowering to your lips as you laughed softly and leaned back to admire the other patrons roaming or dancing around. โI never said I was cheap..โ you taste him, gaze drifting to him as he shifted closer. You wanted to jump out of your skin as his arm came to rest behind you, head lulling to ward your cheek as he breathed into your ear. The resulting warmth made you shiver, quickening your breaths, and your body tingled with intrigue.
โNoโฆโ Alastor affirmed your jest, free hand raising your chin, tilting your head to face him as he continued, โโฆbut you are desperate to be loved. One might say that's just as inappropriate, mon Cher..โ
His tone dripped with condensation, a sensual purr loud enough to drown out the jazz and chatter surrounding you, and for a moment, he was all you could comprehend.
You should've felt angry, unsettled even, but his words struck a more profound emotion.
Comfort.
You weren't crazy, a constant wonder for the masses to marvel at and never care about.
Alastor could see you.
He wanted toโฆ
โAnd so what if I am? Why would it concern you?..โ there was no harsh undertone to your question, and it earned a sultry hum of amusement from him. โYou've interested me, so I must not ignore your charade. I'm partial to the truth of a person, and you, my dear, abandon it in the hopes of success..โ
Spot on.
It is shamelessly hurtful but direct nonetheless.
You clicked your tongue dismissively, attempting to turn your head away from his grasp, but Alastor held you tighter.
A glare crossed your face at the brushing grip he established, but a pool of excitement rushed to your crotch as well.
โI'm not one of your scripts to read, Alastor..โ you scoff, rolling your eyes to make your point clear, but he isn't affected by the arrogant gesture.
โMy apologies if it seems that way, but my intention to know you, inside and out, is purely innocent...โ
โI find that hard to believeโฆโ you retort, very aware of the minimal space between you two, and it became harder to focus on anything else but his soft lips that were stretched thin into a smile.
God, I was doomed from the beginningโฆ you think to yourself as you laugh at your shameless line of sight. โBelieve what you wish, my friend, but I enjoy being the object of affection..โ
โThat's inappropriate to suggest,โ you mutter, face burning with blush and your hands raising to grip his wrist and collar. Alastor hummed, amused by your denial, โMm, I suppose it isโฆwould you like another apology?โ
You shake your head, tugging him in by the collar of his shirt, eyes lifting to his, full of determination, โA kiss will do just fineโฆโ
He holds your gaze, checking for mockery, but there is none. โThat's the first honest thing you've said all night, mon cher,โ Alastor points out in a hushed tone, lowering his head to place a slow kiss on your lips as they pull into a satisfied smile.
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I rewatched Heartstopper for this. Was it helpful? Yes. Did it make me cry harder than the first time I watched it? Also, yes. Will I forever love that show?โฆ (yes). Again, this is just part 1! The second half is being drafted. Please look forward to it. I'm not sure it'll include smutโฆbut I'll debate on that later.
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He's so cheekyyyy but I love him for it hehe like heโs just the right amount of โcocky assholeโ ya know? โค๏ธ credit to creator!
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[ His Companion ] Hazbin Hotel Various x Male Reader
Chapter 2: Love
He was a trusted friend, as most would say.
He was the type of person who would help anyone in need. He just have this warm, gentle, kind aura around him. It made him seem soft and harmless.
He always wears a friendly smile, always get to make everyone feel at ease.He was a gentle and soft spoken person.
He was like an angel.
...
He was once...
He once wondered, what made him change so drastically? Maybe it's the environment he was thrown in. Maybe it's because of the burning hatred and desire of vengeance for the heavens above.
Or maybe it's because he once felt like this before.
Every smile he makes, every sweet words, soft laughter, the hugs, the friendly waves, to others... It was merely a facade. A mask.
He was only ever genuine to Alastor.
The one who held out his hand to reach his own.
Somehow, in an instant, they understood each other. New everything the other is thinking. New anything the other feels.
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M/n walked through the empty streets of hell. It was silent and tense. It was the end of another year and everyone is aware of what's to come.
M/n sighed and walked further to the streets, turning corners which no one could possibly memorize. Soon enough he arrived to a secluded average house.
Opening the door, he was greeted with an immediate hug. He was quick to wrap his arms in response.
A few minutes passed like this.
" My lord, we can't stay like this forever. You know what day it is today. We have to get ready. " M/n said, lightly patting the other's back to tell him to let go.
Alastor chuckled.
" My dear aide, if they were to interrupt, they'd be gone for good!" Alastor's arms around M/n tightened ever so slightly." I missed you so much, my dear~"
M/n let out a breathly laugh. " We see each other everyday."
Alastor ignored his reply and affectionately kissed M/n's forehead, in which M/n closed his eyes in response.
" We have to get ready," M/n repeated. " Alastor."
M/n doesn't usually call Alastor by his name. He prefers 'my lord' over anything. But he calls him by his name every once in a while, whenever things are serious or Alastor wants M/n to say his name.
Alastor paused and sighed slightly, nuzzling M/n's hair before letting go.
" How do you feel," Alastor asked. " as of today?"
" ... conflicted."
" Of course." Alastor replied, puting on his coat. " You hate killing don't you? You said it yourself. "
Alastor came closer to him and brushed M/n's hair, tucking it behind his ear. He rested his hand on M/n's cheek.
M/n leaned his face in Alastor's hand." Killing... Is not a part of me... "
" But it depends. If the person is truly evil, then I guess it's okay for me. I have no regrets. "
Alastor hummed. He wasn't really convinced. He knows his companion as much as his companion knows him. It's crazy really, how much they know each other so well. It was as if they were made for each other.
" After this, I'll make us both dinner. I was thinking of eating those dammed exterminators meat. But I changed my mind. "
M/n smiled.
" Aren't you supposed to be on a meeting after the extermination, my lord? His highness won't be happy if you don't show up. "
Alastor chuckled, his eyes flashing codes, glitching heard from his voice." It's not like he gets to say anything about it."
Times like this, when Alastor acts like this. M/n was reminded who the person in front of him really is-- a murderous demon overlord who gained his title overnight and slowly reaching the king of hells level.
It's probably terrifying for others, but for M/n.. this was just Alastor. The man who reached out his hand to take his. The one who guided him to this sinful world. The one who treated him with love and affection unlike any other. This was his companion.
M/n laughed slightly. " Alright.. if you say so, my lord. I look forward to it." He kissed the palm that still rest in his cheek. It made Alastor's eyes soften.
A sudden change of wind was felt. Alastor's and M/n's eyes glowed menacingly.
It was time.
Alastor's hand wrapped around M/n's waist.
" Let the fun begin, my dear~"
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It was bloody. Bodies mutilated and torn apart. Buildings destroyed. Golden and red blood scattered across the pavement, both from exterminators and demons.
It was a very gruesome sight. For Alastor though-- it was nostalgic.
This sight, this destruction, this scenario... It was almost the same as the day they first met. The day he first really felt love.
Alastor looked at M/n's direction, finding him standing over a dead exterminator, it's sphere in his hand.
Alastor walked towards him, hugging him from behind. M/n leaned on Alastor's chest, his hair slightly swaying.
"... I.. used to have one of these. I didn't understand what they're for. Considering we're in heaven.. and there's no need to fight."
Alastor listened silently.
" So..I didn't understand what they were training me for. The heaven was protected by the high God. There was no need for fighting.." M/n's fingers traced through the sharp end of the sphere, lightly running his fingers along it.
" I've always desired to be admired. To be seen as someone who's worth more than....." M/n trailed off.
" I wasn't naive. I wasn't clueless of the world around me. I just... I just chose to be kind. To.. believe, that anyone can be a better person if they really try.. if they were given a chance."
Alastor new that he wasn't only talking about the time he was a heavenly being, he was also talking as himself... When he was still a living human, walking on the surface of the earth.
" Alastor..? " M/n's voice echoed around them. It was soft, gentle.
Alastor stayed silent.
" Do you believe that anyone can be a better person... if they really really try..? "
"... no. " Alastor's answer was firm and steady.
" Oh... "
Silence stayed between them for a while.
" I love you... Al. "
" I love you too.. my dearest companion. "
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๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐๐ญ๐
๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐
๐/๐ง: "๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ข ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ"
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ: "๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐๐ซ"
๐/๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐.
๐/๐ง: "๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐"
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก.
๐/๐ง: "๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ!!"
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง/๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ: '๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ "
๐/๐ง: "๐๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ"
Will probably do a part 2 to this.
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Hi darling! How are you? How have you been? Sorry for bothering, I wanted to request! You really write very well and keep up with the good work! So anyways.. Can I request smut for Alastor, Lucifer & Crimson reacting to their girlfriend wear a lingerie?
Thank you so much! Have a lovely day/night!!
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Imma go ahead and ignore that icky word that's in there and make it S/O because I want to write Alastor. Here is my request page for anyone who wants to in the future. Please take a read before you come into my inbox :D
Can I request smut for Alastor, Lucifer & Crimson reacting to their [REDACTED] wearing lingerie?
Overall notes: Stories written on this blog are GN until specified. While this story uses they/them pronouns, and while I don't mind female readers on my blog/interacting, love my girlies, hey girlies~, but I do not write female reader, and if you are a fetishizer. fuck off??? ew. How would you even do that on an x reader???
C/W: NSFW topics, Each character will have their own respective warnings, Sexual content, duh, no pronouns used, Bottom! reader favored, Established relationships. OOC?, I mean this would never happen, so yeah ooc
Notes: the giggle I had to stop when I got to Alastor good god, but Lucifer was honestly the funniest and most enjoyable to write. I had a smile on my face the whole time
Crimson โง๏ธ...
C/W: Slight Voyeurism (mention of his right hand man Alessio), Degradation, he def has a sir kink, don't lie to me, mention of stealing/sugarbaby (hes an asshole) mention of stalkers? admirers?? idk he just mentions people leaving you gifts,
For being an old (mafia) man. He's not opposed to a little dress up
Only if its you though. He would NEVER
He would be into something with a little more class.
Never will his darling look like some 2 cent floozy
So none of that crotchless bull honky. While he wouldn't be mad at it, he would rather leave more to the imagination. Something to work for, y'know?
And he would certainly work for it.
You really wanna get him going? Accentuate your hips. That's something him and Moxxie can agree. They like their darling with a little bit of width~
If you are gonna wear something for him, you best put on a show while you're at it.
He waits to do business after dinner, so why not let him enjoy his meal
For an asshole he has some manners now
Always making you cum once or twice before even taking your outfit off.
It likes to wait before unwrapping his gift <3
But once he gets more accustom to your interest
He's definitely going to be the one buying you the set
well its his money that's being used, Al is the one who goes and picked them up. Poor baby...
"You're so needy, baby. But did you need to go and make yourself out to be a whore in the middle of a meeting?" Crimson said as he placed a hand on your waist. His desk might not be the most comfortable place, but it will do for now. It's not like he can ignore you when you got all dolled up for him.
"I don't remember buying this one. Alessio leaving you gifts now too?" His fingers slid under the thin fabric as you let out a soft whine before answering, "I got them,.. custom made, sir." you said, trying to steady your breathing as his hands wandered between your legs. You let out a yelp as he spreads your legs out more for himself.
"And where are you getting this money from, huh? Hope you're not stealing it from me, brat." He gives you a soft glare and a questioning look as his eyes scan over the fabric that covered you, before his spotted the embroidered 'C. Knolastname' on the front of the waist band. With his index finger and thumb, he hooked them around the band and traced the deigned. Crimson gives you a smirk and placed a kiss right under your belly button before moving down.
"Hmm... maybe i do have a use for that ring then after all, but i should repay this favor before hand. Right, (Y/n) Knolastname?"
Lucifer ๐
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C/W: light choking, another one with a superiority kink, mentions of god (he calls himself it), size kink for the fact I thought this man was like 5'8-10 come to look up his like 6'2-3, slight crack fic (because he wouldn't take anything seriously until truly needed, he giggles when you change in front of him, it's always a crack fic with him)
HE HAS A MATCHING SET!!
god how my perception of these characters have been warped
but he has most definitely bought you outfits before, probably the only one to go out of his way to get matching ones.
Even got a few custom ones made, you can always tell by the little duck embroidered somewhere on them.
He's game for anything you wanna wear. He isn't gonna stop you, if anything he's gonna encourage you to wear more.
He's helpless for you in such a pretty outfit and it's all for him?
He feels loved and he's sure to pay that back ten fold in the bedroom.
You might not allowed to be in heaven, but he can show you what it was like~
I maaay..be a bit delusional, but in private I feel like he's all giggly and shit.
Oh an he definitely was the first time you pulled this from your hat of tricks.
Almost a little to giggly i'd sat, to think the ruler of hell would be this flustered over an article of clothing is beyond me
But once he starts to become use to it. He starts to expect it. What? He is the king of Hell after all.
And he truly expects to be treated like one. (He's a brat when he doesn't get attention)
Be it sinner, hell-born, or even the 'perfect OC/that everyone loves who is half angel half devil/stronger then god/etc' he's gonna ask you one thing constantly...
"Please, my angel of death? Just one time, for me? Then i'll never ask again. Promise."
"I'm not wearing a duck tail while you fuck me. When- Where in hell did you even get these made?" you asked as you held up the pair of yellow lingerie with a duck tail sown on the back of the waist band.
"You shouldn't need to worry about that, my love. All you need to worry about is wearing them for me." He said with a light sigh and a shrug of his shoulders, a soft smile resting on his face.
"Again, I am not. fucking. wearing. them, you prick-!" As soon as you got the name out you felt yourself against the wall. The soft smile gone from Lucifer's face as a dark look pooled in his eyes, an unsettling stare never leaving yours. Before you could apologize, his hand wrapped around throat, his index finger pushed your face up to his as he spoke with a low voice.
Almost like that cheery devil was just a front...
"Oh, how far from grace you have fallen, my dear. Seems you already forgotten your god. But that's no trouble at all, for tonight..." His grip on your neck got tighter as he got closer to your ear and a sinister smile made itself at home upon his pale face. Y'know, you really only notice how big he is when he gets like this... oh that wasn't a complaint. Not when his presence alone encaged you against the wall, let alone the possessive grip that he had on you.
"I'll teach you how to praise my name once again."
Alastor ๐...
C/W: Teasing, sadly abo mention, WHY ARE YOU BOOING ME I AM RIGHT, blood mentions, possessive behaviors, light choking, mentions of cannabalism, duh, playing more into the abo, uhm, sniffing? idfk leave me alone its late. oh ft: a guest at the end.
Another man with class, just not as much. I mean, come on, he's still a sinner~
though when you present yourself to him in your outfit, he can't help, but raise a brow as he tried to keep down his smile at the sight.
Definitely a big tease, a BIG tease
Especially when you look so cute for him, squirming under his indifferent gaze. Oh how he wants to squeeze your cheeks and leave you begging for release~
He's also one for a game of cat and mouse.
so when you go out into town with him make sure to slip his favorite pair of lingerie under your clothes
And if you're one wear revealing clothes, then I hope you're ready for a possessive (and bloody) overlord, ad pray for anyone who thinks they can touch you, let alone come near you.
oh AND OHHHH wanna know how you really got him? How you really got to him??? When the static cuts out and that ๏ฟผLouisiana drawl' comes out of him. (I would die. again.)
(If I say he has a rut would that be considered A/b/o? I mean he is a deer demon, same with other demons in a similar case)
but WHOOO WEE
for someone who normally has a distaste for touch that isn't initiated by him, He'll enjoy a night or two (on the rare occasion) where he lets you indulge yourself
though, do be careful now, he's a gentleman up and foremost, but he's not always a patient man at that. He's always willing to return the favor tenfold~
And if you already couldn't tell, he loves the color red, basically lives in it. So it's safe to it sets something off in him
be the cannibal in him, or maybe he just likes the color a little too much
but at the end of it you'll more marked up then a rough draft <3
"Bless your heart, Dear. Did you think I wouldn't notice... your little getup? His clawed fingers trailed your sides as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. His frame trapping you in your seat and god, would it be terrifying for any mere sinner in this position, if it wasn't for the playful twitch of his ear that told you otherwise. Someone was enjoying this more then he let on...
It wasn't the first time you had teased him in public, but it was the first time people really had the courage to come talk to you. To give the poor souls benefit of the doubt, you were just sat at the bar talking to husk. Though, you would also think the red pinstripe outfit and microphone that rested at your side gave itself away.
"And it seems i'm not the only one. Now, if I were to kill everyone in this god forsaken hotel. Whose fault would that be, hm?" A clawed hand made it's way around your throat as it softly pulled you back, letting him have full access to your neck. Burying his face in your neck, he took in a deep breathe as static radiated off him.
"Or maybe I should have you for a meal tonight. You do smell quite... appetizing, my darling. Such a shame I have to ruin that pretty little outfit of yours." Before you could even gasp a grumbling and angry voice rang out, bringing you both back into reality.
"Can you two not fuck at my bar please? You are just as bad as that damn spider."
"Oh of course Husker! We'll get out of your fur right now actually! Wasn't like these pathetic things were going to get a taste of you anyways."
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FLUFFTOBER DAY 7
Title: warm soup and rainy days
Fandom: hazbin hotel
Characters: Alastor
Fic type: fluff
Pairings: none
Warnings: male reader, reader insert, child reader, human Alastor
Notes:
Summary: Alastor makes a delicious soup for his son while said son plays in the mud on a rainy day.
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The sound of the radio could be heard, a slight static him with the jazz that filled the room with warmth. Alastor was making soup for lunch, the cool rainy weather outside calling for a nice warm meal for him and his son who was taking a nap, the boy spending the morning helping the man with morning chores.
"Papa...!" Little feet could be heard, (name) coming down the wooden steps in his outfit that Alastor set for him, a dress shirt and shorts, white socks and polished little loafers "it's raining!" He cheered out, the boy having his dad's smile "I can see that, little lamb"
"Can I play in the puddles?" The boy clung to his dad's leg with hopeful little eyes, the man looked down at his son with a raised eyebrow... "I suppose... But only for a little bit" Alastor hated mess but his son loved rain so so much...
"Thank you papa!"
"But don't drag mud into this house! I don't want to mop these floors twice, young man!"
"Ok!" The boy put his little raincoat on and boots instead of his shoes, always a smiley boy his son was... He would destroy anyone who took his sons smile away...
He could see the boy splash puddles through the kitchen window, (name) stomping excitedly and playing with the mud.... God the boy was gonna need a bath after this... And he just cleaned the tub...
Alastor didn't spoil his son too much, didn't want him to become bratty but on days like these he knew just the thing that would make his boy shine and sparkle.
A bar of chocolate he picked up from the market, some milk and some whipping cream and sugar.
Some delicious soup and a cup of hot chocolate would warm up his boys cold bones from playing in the rain.
"(Name)! Lunchtime!"
The boy excitedly ran in, trying to carefully take off his boots and jacket as his papa didn't want a muddy house "go wash your hands, little one! No muddy hands at the table!"
When (name) returned from washing his hands he gasped at the sight of the hot chocolate "thank you papa!"
"Something to warm those little bones of yours, now eat up we have to get ready for grandma's visit later"
"Yaaaay! Grandma!"
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OMG I SAW YOU WERE TAKING REQUESTS!!!! If you donโt mind, could I request Alastor, Vox, (Any other overlord or any character youโd like to add!) with a reader whose just as unhinged and crazy like Floyd from Twst!!! Please and thank you ๐
Gender : GN
Pronouns : No pronouns really used ('They' one time')
Character(s) : Alastor, Vox, Lucifer
Info : Reader is tall (6'3), Reader like to bite in Lucifer' part, Reader is from the Mafia. I write this thinking of a before/pre relationship.
Message from Raccoon : I try to write a Floyd!reader, but I won't lie, it was hard and I probably failed- sorry.
Alastor
You met him at the time when he was killing overlords.
He went into an alley to find his next victim, when he saw you, in a bad mood, beating the overlord's skull against a wall.
When you noticed him, more specifically noticing his deer ears, you ran towards him, stopping in front of him before starting to stroke his earsโฆ
He asked you to stop 3 times, did you do it ? No.
Although he didn't like it, he didn't do anything because he didn't want to end up like the other Overlord that you have killed.
On the other hand, he really almost killed you when you noticed his deer tail and touched it.
Even you don't know how you survived, not that you care..
He, over time, learned to manage your mood.
And your nickname that you give to everyone, his being Sharky because of his pointy teeth and his smile.
The best thing to get you back in a good mood was for him to let you touch his ears or let you participate in the usual chaos of the underworld.
He quickly learned to hide his deer tail from you. When you found out, you almost ended a third of hell if he hadn't stopped you.
The Overlords are afraid of you. Itโs said, itโs a fact.
People always run 20km away when they see you and Alastor, or kill themselves.
It always makes you laugh.
When he left for 7 years, no demon knew how to manage your temper, so they entrusted it to the only person other than Alastor who knows how to manage them.. Husk.
Husk had to stay with you at all times because otherwise you would burn and kill any demon that you see, even the Overlords.
When Husk was teleported to the hotel and saw Alastor, his first reaction was to cry with joy, because yes, finally he can stop being with you everydays.
...Then he saw you weren't there.
"Shit."
โA bit vulgar my friend for a welcome.โ
โY/N isnโt here, they are alone.โ
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โAh.โ
That 'ah' said it all.
When Alastor and Husk saw you, a minute after that, you were at the hotel door, in a bad mood, with the hell behind you burning.
Alastor said nothing when you touched his deer ears and tail, preferring to focus on the well-being and survival of the hotel.
There was something Alastor did NOT miss, it was your 'hugs'.
More like your attempts to break his ribs if he's honest.
As much as he loves you, he prefers to keep his ribs intact. So STOP SQUEEZING HIM IN A WAY THAT BREAKS HIS RIBS-
It happens that you have moments where you are both together and calm, a rare thing.
The most often when this happened was when Alastor was reading while you were in bed, trying to sleep.
Ah, the bed, the only place where you are calm and tired.
Sometimes, when you couldn't sleep, you talked about what your life was like before, how your father was a Mafia boss and how you and your twin were part of it.
And Alastor didn't doubt about it, especially when you talked about your twin and how much you missed them.
These were Alastor's favorite moments.
Although he also liked when you made some sort of potions or poisons.. He never knew what you did exactly, but it kept you in a good mood without having to touch him or destroy hell.
Good thing.
Vox
You have heard a conversation between Husk and Angel Dust about what Valentino did to him.
You didn't like it.
And what do we do when we don't like something ?
We're destroying it !
Vox found you at the same time as Velvette and Valentino.
You were destroying Val's entire studio.
โWHERE IS THE ASSHOLE NAMED VALENTINO ?!โ
Valentino has never been so afraid to say it was him.
Vox tried to calm you down, but he failedโฆ
You broke half of his screen.
It started off very badly.
You left only 20 minutes later, when Angel Dust and Charlie put you back in a good mood by promising you that you could play with Alastor's deer tail, before taking you back to the hotel.
I'm not going to let go of Alastor and his fucking deer tail.
Valentino didn't go near Angel Dust for a month after he found out you destroyed everything just because he slapped him.
You didn't see Vox again until three days later, when you were in a good enough mood again to apologize.
You went there, alone, without anyone to accompany you or who knew where you were..
Worrying thing when you are supposed to be monitored 24/7.
You just thought to yourself, โHow about I go squeeze electric eel as an apology.โ and thought that was a good idea.
When he saw you, he almost gave in.
You didn't say anything, you just squeeze him super tight and called him "electric eel".
You almost broke his ribs in the 'hug' by the way.
And it lasted an hour, you released him because you were starting to get bored.
It was after that, that began a friendship that would soon become more.
Vox didn't have a way to put you in a good mood except squeezing him, letting you beat up Valentino, or letting you create chaos in Hell.
Did he use that to his advantage ? Of course !
Whenever you were in a bad mood, he took you to devils he didn't like/rivals and told you to destroy everything.
Which you were more than happy to do.
People, following this, avoided messing with Vox, afraid of the monster behind him.
The only one he can't do that to is Alastor.
You find him too interesting with his deer characteristics to even think about doing it.
Vox's favorite moment is when he either sees you protecting him,
It's something simple, but something he loves. Seeing you beat the shit out of a demon for touching him or looking the wrong way was always a sight for him.
He always fell more and more when you did it, especially when it was Val-
His other favorite time was when you were in a good mood and you couldn't stop talking about something you liked/something random.
Like this time you told him that you were part of the mafia when you were alive with your twin..
Wait-
"WHAT ?!"
Lucifer
The first time you saw him was during his visit to the hotel.
You ran towards him before jumping on him.
I'll let you imagine a 6'3 person jumping on a 5'3/5'4 personโฆ
He swears he saw death at that moment.
You crushed him in your arms.
Yes, crush. There are no other words.
A minute of silence for his ribs which were almost broken here.
โItโs Y/N, a resident of the hotel. Weโre 50% sure heโs not dangerous !โ Charlie said, trying to get you to let go of his father.
50% seemed way too generous as you tightened your grip on him.
If it wasn't for Husk who manages, one way or another, to make him let go, Lucifer is convinced that some of his ribs would be broken.
Lucifer has since considered you dangerous. And your mood swings didn't help.
The first time he saw you go from a good mood to a bad mood, just because he refused to let you squeeze him to death, he was quite surprised but also he was a little scared.
"No." "> :(" *go destroy a part of hell.*
How Hell still exists is a mystery-
He finds your size imposing.
It's your personal armrest. You always lean on him, you know how some tall people put their arms on a short person's head and lean on them and act like everything is normal ? It's you and Lucifer.
Apart from how terrifying you are in a bad mood, in a good mood you get along pretty well.
You're both energetic little shits who like to play pranks and build ducks.
Yes, you build ducks with Lucifer when you're in a good mood.
Why ? Because it's one of the only things that keeps you busy and in a good mood without the need to create chaos or squeeze people to death.
One day you made a duck that looked like him and you say "Duck that look like duckling."
He may have cry of joy at that moment.
You call him Duckling and Sea Bunny.
Let me just- *headcanon that he let you bite his wings when you're in a bad mood*
When you told him about your past, it wouldn't surprise him.
He had meet many demons, including some from the mafia.
That you were part of a mafia that was controlled by you're father was therefore not so surprising, but can also explains your violent behavior.
Also, to prevent you from destroying hell, he discovered that taking you flying with him put you directly in a good mood.
It was not uncommon to see Lucifer flying through Hell while carrying you. Flying always puts you in a good mood, even in your worst mood.
How he fell for someone so unstable is a mystery still unsolved.
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