#Hazbin saint peter

[elsa-fogen]

I headcannon that roo can’t get into heaven unless someone does evil and lets her in.

I feel like she’d try persuade Alastor in the artificial demon AU to when he goes back to heaven to let her in. He refuses but that doesn’t stop her.

I also find funny how she’d just walk up to the gates every decade or so, look up at saint peter and ask “Pleeaaase?” But always getting denied.

HA

few things there

why do you think Al is gonna go back to heaven?..

lmao imagery of Roo making puppy eyes at st peter is hilarious i can't

is it normal that i kinda wanna ship them after drawing this lol

also look, the first (and probably the only) drawing of st peter

[fiyyang]

‼️‼️SPOILERS ‼️‼️

Also, them with sir pentious : 🤩✨️✨️🎉

[undatable-otome-char]

A lost sinful soul

[asherashedwings]

EVEN MORE HAZBIN REDESIGNS

These are prolly gonna be the last of my Hazbin redesigns for now, since I’m waiting for other characters like Baxter, Crymini, Arackniss, etc to ACTUALLY show up in the show before I try and redesigns them, so I have more to go off of.

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Since I'm not the most patient of people, I'm just gonna send a few of my 'Saint Peter as a parent' ideas. :)

I see him having a daughter, a mini female version of himself, pretty blond hair and baby blue eyes, but with her mother's wing color. Speaking of her mother, she's a redeemed sinner, so I hc her wings being darker than a normal Angel's because of sinner origin! So baby girl is all pastel colors except for her wings.!

Name wise... I'm not sure. Aria or Sophia sounds like a pretty name to me though! Your opinion?

Other things I like to mention is Saint Peter likes to take her with him to work if her mother was busy. she usually sits beside him drawing in her coloring books, but if a new angel appears, she joins her dad in greeting them with a loud "Hiya! Welcome to heaven!".

A/n: I am very sorry this took me so long. I think Sophia is pretty name.

You never thought about bring redeemed, it didn't even cross your mind that something like that could ever work but you were grateful that it did because if you were never redeemed then you wouldn't have met your soul mate, you wouldn't have had your daughter that you loved more than anything.

Making your way towards your daughter, the little girl smiled as she rushed over to you. "Mommy!" Little blonde curls bouncing with each step she took, she was the splitting image of Peter minus her eyes, she had your eyes.

"Yes darlin?"

"Papa said I can help him today? So can I." Her little wings flapping just enough to lift her a little off the ground.

Glancing over at your husband, you ruffled your daughter's hair giving Peter a grateful smile. "Of course you can sweetie."

Beaming up at you, she gave you a hug then bounced over to her father.

Giving you a small wink, Saint Peter lifted his daughter into his arms. "Enjoy your rest love...we'll have fun today."

Sticking her tongue out, Sophia ignored most of what her father did as she was to focused on her coloring book though the moment a redeemed sinner popped up the little girls eyes went wide, a bright smile on her face.

"WELCOME TO HEAVEN!"

[blitzor0de0]

That Saint Peter fic was so cute! Like really, REALLY cute! Maybe you should consider continuing it? With Reader being redeemed and going to heaven? Maybe they die like Sir Pentious when fighting against Adam and spawn in heaven?

this one kinda flopped in my mind, but I hope it's bearable to read !! enjoy!

cw: gn reader, spoilers of episode 8, a little gore to the reader (reader death),,, uhhh lmk if there's something I missed, not proof-read at ALLL!!

word count: 1.8k

part 1 part 3 part 4

Daylight (Saint Peter x Redeemed!Reader)

The final battle was upon you, flurries of executioners surrounded the hotel. But thankfully due to Alastor’s shield, you alongside your fellow residents were able to kill them, one after one after one.

Your heart was racing, adrenaline pumping through your veins, the stench of the angel’s golden ichor singed your nostrils.

But before you knew it, Sir Pentious had sacrificed himself, immediately being blown to smithereens by Adam’s power. You couldn't stand to watch it, your weaknesses bubbling up as you choked back a sob.. The remaining Egg Boiz, would they be okay? Were they okay? You snuck off to see if any reminder of Sir Pentious was still around, allowing a few stray tears to fall.

Unbeknownst to you, alongside everyone else at the battle site, there was one stray angel, grasping onto their last moments of life, as you called out for the Egg Boiz, you found none of them, cracked eggshells seemed to be everywhere you looked. It grew harder to swallow, there had to be at least one..Right?

Dashing through some rubble your search was about to continue but you felt a sharp pain. You froze in place, looking down, breathing stuttering. Piercing your chest was one of the angel's tridents…Straight through the heart.

“What…?” You weakly spoke, turning with whatever energy you had left to face the angel, a dark smile on their face before they succumbed to their injuries.

It didn't take long for you to fall to your knees, gasping for whatever breath you could find. Your mind was in a panic. This couldn't be it. You can't die alone, you never even got to tell Charlie or the others goodbye.

Silent tears streamed down your cheeks. At least you tried your best. Right?

People in life always lied when they said death was painless, your first one sure as Hell wasn't, and neither was this one. You guess it's just their way of dwelling the fear of inevitable death, if only they knew.

A warm heat overtook your senses as brightness enveloped your vision.

What?

Looking around you saw the two Serafim you met a few months back and…Sir Pentious?

Holy shit. Holy fucking shit it worked!

Redemption worked! Charlie's a fucking genius.

Sir Pentious called your name in surprise, “You're here too? Oh no, that must mean.. Did Adam get you too?”

“I.. Pentious..” You were utterly speechless, but so were Sera and Emily. Not one but two sinners redeemed in such a small period of time. Perhaps they really did underestimate Charlie’s ability to fulfil her dream.

After relaying what happened to you after Pentious died, the Serafim discussed how to assimilate to your new lives, Emily in particular helped the two of you get situated.

And within enough time, you were ready to start your second afterlife.

It took you a few days to get yourself situated, too busy dwelling and moping about, lost in thought about your old life. You wondered how long it took everyone down in Hell to notice you had died, if they even felt sad, or even remorse. But you couldn't live in this rut for the rest of your afterlife, you were in Heaven now, everything screamed optimism and positivity. You had to get out there and mingle, make new friends. With a huff, you made yourself presentable before leaving your new home.

Wandering the streets, you heard whispers,

“Has anyone seen Adam recently?”

“No seriously, it's been a little too quiet around here.”

“Forget him, did you see how battered up Lute was? Missing an arm and everything!”

Well that was certainly interesting information, it filled you with a sense of pride. Charlie must've won! Adam had to be dead, but Lute survived? Probably at the hands of Vaggie, you thought.

Before you knew it, you were somewhere familiar, the plaza. Not only that, the ice cream parlour you went to with Saint Peter was just across the street.

Your eyes widened. Wait.. Saint Peter! You hadn't seen him yet since your arrival, a fault on your behalf but still, you had to find him. Would he be pissed that you were here, or happy?

Approaching some friendly looking angels you asked, “Excuse me! Have you seen Saint Peter around?” Voice wavering in anxiousness.

“Hmm? Oh Peter? Oh about this time he should still be at his post but should be taking a break in liiiike five mins or something so if you wanna wait for him by the gates, go ahead!” One angel replied, grinning.

“Thank you so much!” You quickly turned on your heel, heading in the direction of the gates, hearing a small comment from the other angel,

“I woulda thought they would've been looking for a loved one, not Peter of all people. Weird. OW! Hey, I'm just saying!!”

That angel was correct, by the time you made it to the gates -a little out of breath from the speed you were walking- Peter was heading inside for his break.

He was humming to himself but halted as he set eyes upon your new form.

He called out your name, “What.. What are you doing here? If you were visiting you should've come through the gates like you did last time. Besides what's with this new outfit? Looks gorgeous on you, but it looks as though you're cosplaying an angel!....Ooohhh” The realisation of the situation just slapped him in the face. Hard.

Approaching you and holding your face in his hands, he took a real good look at you, causing a blush to spread across your cheeks from the sudden contact.

“Haha.. Hi Peter. Um, guess it happened I got redeemed..? All it took was me dying..again.”

He releases his grasp on your face, eyebrow quirked. You pouted from the loss of contact before meeting his concerned gaze. “But!! It's nothing to worry about! Haha.. Just.. A surprise attack from an exterminator. I guess all that hard work in the hotel came in handy, huh?”

Peter's look of concern refused to falter throughout your explanation, his eyebrows furrowed, almost as if he was lost in thought.

“Y’know, once you left last time there were all sorts of rumours about exterminations and Adam being heavily involved. I refused to believe they were true, why would my fellow angels do such a thing but… I suppose it was true all along. Oh, dear I'm so sorry..” His peppy attitude seemed to completely fade as he spoke, you felt guilty for even unloading it at him, seeing the angel upset made your heart pang.

“But,” He continued, a hand coming up to caress your cheek, “at least that redemption worked, I knew I could believe in you. I'm so proud!” You leaned into his touch, who knows how long it had been since you were treated as if you were a porcelain doll, so fragile, so tender.

“Thank you.. Really. I think your belief in me when we first met really helped.. In fact, the thought of you brought me great guidance in rough times, but that's embarrassing to admit..” You nervously laughed. The stars in Peter's eyes as you spoke didn't go unnoticed.

You had gathered from your initial meeting that Peter wasn't typically the one to be on the receiving end of attention, let alone compliments. After all, you were the first being to have asked his name at the gates.

“Also,” You continued, “It probably looks pretty strange to others just seeing us chat just outside your post, c’mon, let's go get some ice cream like last time, my treat this time okay?” With that you took his hand and started heading back towards the plaza.

Peter stared at where your hands connected, uncharacteristically quiet.

Truth was, ever since your meeting, he had hoped and wished for you to show up at the gate again, for another meeting, being redeemed or even just to see him. Logistically, he knew it was impossible for that last option, you didn't have the ability to open the portals between the two worlds, but a part of him hoped that you would just appear before him one day.

And you finally did, despite his earlier ramblings, Peter felt almost shell shocked, he dreamt of the two of you meeting again, but now it was finally happening, all rational thinking had left his mind.

After you had left the ice cream parlour to go to the Serafim meeting, some angels approached Peter with demeaning questions.

'Why were you being so friendly to a sinner? You know they're down in Hell for a reason.'

'They were probably feeding you lies and sob stories weren't they?'

'Don't let them get to you, Saint Peter, we can't have you falling.'

But falling he did, not in the sense of turning to a life of sin, how could he ever? Without your knowledge, you had the Keeper of the Key wrapped around your finger.

Before he even realised, the two of you had made it to the parlour, feeling a small sense of déjà vu.

The two of you ordered and took your seats, everything seemed to be identical to your first meeting, and your conversations were as fluid as thought, almost as if the two had known one another for your entire existence(s).

What you found was that Saint Peter’s life seemed rather monotonous, yet he still managed to keep such a peppy attitude, guess that's how he became an angel in the first place, a lust for life.

Saint Peter’s break came and went in the blink of an eye. It almost disappointed you when he spoke about heading back to work. Did this moment ever have to end? You wondered to yourself.

Being the kindred spirit you were, you walked him back to the gates, fingertips occasionally brushing one another, but it didn't feel awkward. No, in fact it felt natural, as if there was some sort of invisible string pulling the two of you together.

“Do you have to go?” You spoke softly once the two of you reached the gates.

“You know I have to, besides, it's not like it's our presumed last meeting like last time, right?” He chuckled.

“Yeah.. I suppose so, we could see each other every day if we so wanted.” You smiled, not noticing the gap between the two of you closing.

Tentatively, he pressed his lips to yours. You could feel your heart flutter, it felt like one of those romantic kisses in a fairytale despite only lasting a few seconds. The kiss was filled with the warmth of a thousand suns embracing you in a tender hug.

"Peter.." You gasped out, face growing red as he pulled away.

"That wasn't too much was it? Ahhh sorry!" He panicked, but before he could sputter any more apologies, you pressed your lips to his, a chaste one, just to quiet him down.

“I'll see you once your shift is finished, okay?”

Peter’s mind was spinning, he could only nod pathetically, causing you to giggle. If his pupils could turn to hearts they would.

You turned on your heel, waving a little goodbye to him. “See you soon, Peter!”

“See you…”

Needless to say, Saint Peter’s mind was quite occupied for the rest of the day, causing many frustrations amongst the newcomers.

[cottoncandyangeltwink]

Working on expressions because you should never stop practicing

[rainyday-deer]

Mo's Holiday Hazvent

Day 9- Wrapping Paper

[viktheviking1]

Need I say more?

Image 1 is a screenshot from hazbin hotel season 1 episode 6 during the song Welcome to Heaven. Shows the angel Emmy / Emily and Saint Peter singing "Cause every single day in heaven is a happy day"

Image 2 is a Screenshot of Hazbin Hotel Season 1 Episode 1 during the Happy Day in Hell song. Charlie holding Vaggie's hand and spinning around fast while singing "Something tells me that today will be a happy day in Hell."

[maggotfagg0t]

To all my hazbin hotel fans out there don't you think it's an bit odd how Viv took an canonically middle eastern brown skined man, who is Jewish and redesigned him to be paper white, have blue eyes, and blonde hair. It just seems pretty suspicious and there are some underling antisemitism problems with the redesign. Also just the fact that she white washed him should speak volumes.

Biblical accurate saint peter

Hazbin hotel Saint Peter

[vaggieslefteye]

HAZBIN HOTEL (2024—): 1x06 - "Welcome to Heaven"

[crowieandzoe]

this white man deserves love too

[chronicbeans]

Therapist: Twink Saint Peter isn't real. He can't hurt you.

Twink Saint Peter:

[hellaversepolls]

Most Fuckable Hellaverse Character (Round 1, Section 3, Match 7)

Voter rules on pinned post

[cipherstuffs]

more silly hcs!!

Mostly about the angels this time

Emily has a habit of not knocking before she enters a room

shes accidentally woken up a few people before

Sera sometimes checks in with Lucifer to see her niece other than that they both have very little contact

Adam and lute totally watch everything going down at the hotel like a sick soap opera

Adam once named a exorcists Todd

Todd uses the name and proudly displays it (slay)

Saint Peter and Adam know each other

Adam avoids saint peter like the plague

Lute used to have long hair

Sera is a bookworm

[a-totally-normal-tumbler626]

He Needs Therapy I Swear- (WARNING! LEAKS! DO NOT PRESS IF YOU DON’T WANNA SEE!!!)