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theautisticwriter · 1 year ago

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

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

Show- Hazbin Hotel

Genre- yandere, romantic

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

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

Word count- 1.7k

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

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

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Hi N/n!

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

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

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

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

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

Yours truly,

Charlie Morningstar!! ༘⋆-ˋˏ

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Dear Y/n,

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

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

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

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

I’ll see you soon, y/n.

Stay safe,

Vaggie

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Salutations, Dearest!

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

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

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

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

The radio demon,

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Hey, n/n!

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

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

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

I’ll see you soon cutie,

Your Angel Dust 𓆩♡𓆪

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To Y/n,

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

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

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

Two days, y/n.

Regards,

Husker 𑁤

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Hihi!!!!!!!!

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

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

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

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

Niffty :DDD

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

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My beloved Y/n,

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

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

Right?

Please I needyouineedyouineedyou

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

I’ll see you soon my dearest,

Yours forever,

Sir Pentious (your future husband and future overlord)

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My Y/n,

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

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

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

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

Forever and always yours,

Lucifer (I’m a king by the way :P)

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N/n,

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

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

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

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

𝕍𝕠𝕩

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hishumanbellestories · 12 days ago

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Imagine that you and Demon!Alastor had a child, still a newborn:

You were in bed tired after a whole day spent next to the little Amara, cuddling her, playing with her, kissing her, breastfeeding her. Alastor had been by your side all day, admiring you and your little one and taking care of you.

That night, while you were finally dozing off in Alastor's arms in your bed while Alastor spooned you in, Amara began to cry loudly. Alastor moved away from you and the bed with a stealthy step so as not to wake you.

He came to the baby's crib that had been placed a short distance from you in Alastor's room, and Alastor approached the crib. He put his hands on the railing and smiled at his little girl.

«Amara, my sweet miracle! Come to Dad», he said in a velvety, soft voice to the little girl.

His arms reached out to lift her up, to pick her up, and to bring her against his chest, as he held her and covered her with sweet, loving kisses.

«Can't sleep like your Dad? Let's see if this helps. It always works with your loving Mommy!», he said, smiling to himself at the thought of you.

So, Alastor turns on the radio and plays a sweet French lullaby, singing softly.

'Do, do, l’enfant do,

L’enfant dormira bien vite.

Do, do, l’enfant do,

L’enfant dormira bientôt'.

Amara fell asleep almost immediately in her father's arms, who continued to rock her until late at night, without his eyes ever leaving hers.

«My beautiful, splendid miracle», he smiles at her, «goodnight, my Amara», he whispers kissing her cheek.

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beejunos · 10 months ago

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SPEAK TO ME | Sneak peek [Alastor x f.reader] | SMUT (mdni)

Summary: Alastors voice turns you on. Something he loves to take advantage of.

If you want you read the full story, press THIS LINK

Did someone ask for an Alastor voice kink fic?! This is only a sneak peek! I hope to finish this little smutty story in about two days.

Halfway through your night routine, you turned on your radio at a soft, pleasant volume, and Alastor's smooth voice filled the otherwise silent room.

"Salutations, friends and hellish residents! Tonight, we have a splendid assortment of the latest news and the best Hell has to offer in jazz, but before we chitchat about our dear city's hellish affairs, here is the newest music from Miss Jezebel and The Wicked Six!"

Slow and sultry jazz music started to play on the radio. The woman who sang had a deep, smoky quality that was inherently sexy to you. There was just something about women who sang with deep voices that made your hips sway from side to side, effortlessly dancing across your room as you started to strip, pretending there was someone there who enjoyed the show you put on.

You turned off all the lights except the small lamp by your bed and crawled under the thick blanket. You left the radio on as you made yourself comfortable, hugging one of your pillows close to you.

The song ended, and Alastor came back. This time, he started talking about the news. Since the news sometimes made you too sad to sleep, you never really listened to what he was saying; you only listened to his voice—his tone, the cadence of his speech, and his transatlantic accent.

You let his voice wash over you like a soothing balm to your aching body, but soon, you felt the familiar tingles run up your back. Warmth pooled low within you as you shifted in your bed, lying on your back. The desire to touch and be touched grew in you, to move, to grind, to satisfy the urge for sex.

Closing your eyes and letting your hands wander over your body, you start by slowly dragging your fingertips over your sensitive throat, making sure that your light fingertips touch all the places that made you weak.

Your hands travel from your throat down to your chest. Palming your breasts in your hand, you drag your nails over your sensitive nipples. Pinshin, pulling and rolling them between your fingers till they are warm and hard.

Your senses sharpen as you start to feel more intensely, but your mind goes hazy, making it hard to think clearly. Alastors voice is but background noise now that edges you on.

One hand stays on your breast as the other journeys down, down, down and under your underwear.

You slowly drag your finger between your lips, coating your finger in your wetness as you slowly pull it towards your clit. A breathless gasp is pulled from your mouth the first time your finger comes in contact with your sensitive clit. Slowly and with the lightest touch, you start to circle the organ, and what feels like electricity builds in your loins.

You can't help but move in your bed, legs bending and toes curling as you give yourself the pleasure that you wished Alastor would provide you. Your hand that previously played with your breast joined your other hand, and you let out a not-so-subtle moan as you pushed two fingers into you. Desperately, you curl your fingers inside you to increase the pleasure.

You want it. You need it. Your toes curl almost painfully as Alastors name falls from your lips like a prayer.

You're so close. So close you can see stars behind your eyes. You breathlessly chase that sweet release. Building, and building, and building. Your legs are shaking as you bite your lips. Hips lift from the mattress as you fight the urge to close your legs.

You are so, so close.

"What are you doing, my dear?"

Cold dread crashes through your body as you rip your hands away from your body. You frantically look all over your room in the shadows. Looking for that all-knowing smile and calculating red eyes.

His voice had been so close and clear that he had to be in your room. It had felt like he had spoken to you right beside your ear. But you were alone. No one was in your room but you.

"Such a naughty little creature you are, my dear. So desperate to be touched."

Goosebumps travel up your back as you slowly turn in the direction you hear his voice. On your nightstand is the radio that Alastor gave you. It is still on, but the yellow light of the display has turned red.

Towering over you in your bed, you almost feel like he is watching you. Observing you as you lay naked in your bed. Your blankets were by the end of the bed as you had kicked them off a long time ago.

"Can't even listen to me talking without having to touch yourself. My oh my, what will I ever do with such a bad little doe, hm?"

Shaking all over, you reached for the radio's electrical cord and jerked it out of the outlet. The radio fell silent as you collapsed in your bed. Spent, but not satisfied. However, you soon start to tremble over the fact that Alastor had listened to you pleasuring yourself, and he seemed to like it.

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yesihaveaobsession · 3 months ago

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A Box of...... Affection?

Alastor x female! reader

Summary: Alastor shows up at the readers (yours) doorstep to confess his feelings for you in his, own twisted little ways.

A/N- Sir knows how to get the woman even though he's twisted.. haha

The night was usually quiet—the kind of quiet where every creak in the house sounded like thunder. You were curled up on your couch with your nose in a book when a sudden, sharp knock at the door made you jump practically off the couch. The knock was deliberate, precise, and carried an air of mischief you instantly recognized.

Alastor.

A mix of nervousness and excitement filled you as you took a deep breath, set your book aside, and made your way to the door. When you opened it, you were greeted by the tall, imposing figure of the Radio Demon himself. Alastor stood there, his ever-present grin in place, crimson eyes sparkling with something you couldn’t quite figure out. His arms were behind his back as usual, but the thing was he came bearing gifts.

“Ah, my dear! Good evening!” he greeted with a bow, his voice tinged with that familiar vintage radio static. “I trust I’m not interrupting?”

You blinked, caught off guard by the fact that he was here at all—especially since you usually met him at the hotel. This was… odd.

“Not at all,” you said, tilting your head. “What are you doing here?”

“Why, delivering a gift, of course!” Alastor replied, his grin widening as he held out a small, ornately wrapped box and a single, perfect red rose. Still bending down by his hips and twirled his microphone under he was leaning on it.

A rose? You hesitated, confused. None of this was adding up. Still, you reached out and took the items, your fingers brushing against his. The rose was stunning, but the box felt unnervingly heavy.

“Uh… thank you?” you said cautiously, trying to read him. Sure, he was always charming, but this was new.

You undid the crimson bow and opened the box. Inside was a heart—a real, beating heart. Its deep red flesh glistened under the dim porch light, nestled on a plush silk lining. He watched your reaction, taking it in.

You gasped, slamming the box shut as your mind scrambled to process what you’d just seen. “Alastor! What is this?!”

His grin never faltered. “A token of my affection, my dear! It’s quite fresh, I assure you. And the rose adds a touch of romance!”

“Affection?” Your jaw dropped as his words sank in. “Are you saying—”

“Yes, indeed!” he interrupted, unnaturally cheerful. “I am quite taken with you, my dear—your charm, your wit, your delightful company. I thought it time to express my feelings in a way befitting a gentleman such as myself.”

You stared at him, your heart racing. Alastor—the Radio Demon—liked you? As in, liked you? The man who terrified all of Hell, who thrived on chaos and darkness, was standing on your porch confessing his feelings in his own twisted, unnerving way.

“I…” You struggled to find words. “I don’t even know what to say.”

“Say you’re delighted! Say you’re intrigued!” he said, leaning closer. “Or at least, say you’ll keep the heart as a memento!”

As unsettling as his confession was, it felt… genuine. He wasn’t just the Radio Demon right now—he was Alastor, someone who had gone out of his way to express his feelings in the only way he knew how. Looking into his eyes, you felt a hesitant smile tug at your lips.

“It’s… a lot to take in. But I think… I think I’m flattered,” you said, glancing at the blood-red rose and avoiding the box entirely. You didn’t want to know where he got the heart.

His grin widened, and the static in his voice softened. “Ah, splendid! I hoped you’d see the sentiment behind my gesture.”

“It’s… unique,” you admitted, letting out a small laugh. “But I’ll admit, I’m intrigued, Alastor. You have a very twisted sense of humor." You let out a breathless laugh.

He chuckled, straightening his posture and adjusting his bowtie. “Intrigue is an excellent start, my dear. Perhaps I could take you to dinner sometime? Something more traditional, if you’d prefer.”

You laughed softly, feeling a strange mix of amusement and fondness. “I think I’d like that.”

As he bid you goodnight and disappeared into the night, you stood there, lost in thought. You had no idea what chaos was coming, but for the first time, you were excited to see where it would lead.

#alastor #hazbin hotel #the radio demon #alastor x you #hazbin alastor #alastor x reader #alastor imagine #i have an obsession

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frostedclock-writes · 5 months ago

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Alastor x Reader

Headcanons

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Dating Edition

When Alastor first asks you, it is very formal. You might find it a bit endearing that he refers to it as courting. He pulls you aside from everyone else and he seems stiff and perhaps even nervous in the way his eyes won't quite meet yours, despite his ever present smile.

When you agree, you swear you saw the lights in the hallway flicker. But you wouldn't see the satisfaction that passed in his eyes, no you see him make his cane disappear in a flourish and him state in a chipper filtered voice " Splendid! Yes, I can see this partnership will be quite an experience for the both of us!"

Expect gifts, lavish and simple. New clothes in your room perfectly folded and placed with a simple magnolia blossom on top, breakfast waiting for you on the terrace where you usually took it.

Sometimes you felt like you are being watched from the shadows. He isn't overt in his companionship with you, in fact most of the hotel might not even know. But a few will take notice of the change in temper of the Radio Demon. Husk definitely does.

Actual outings the two of you go on are sparse because of his schedule, but when he does he makes it an evening. A walk through cannibal town, a bar he used to frequent in his early years in hell, brings you back to the hotel for a meal he prepped beforehand and just need to make the finishing touches on.

Finishing in his broadcast room with the sounds of Duke Ellington's music as he pulled you against his tall frame and the way he swayed you to the music made you forget you were dancing with a serial killer in hell.

#hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #hazbin alastor #headcanons

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giggle-guru · 13 days ago

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BOO! Hehe I’m back~

Sorry for leaving you all high and dry but I’m excited to say that I’m feeling better! And to celebrate my immune system successfully recovering I thought I’d bless you all with some playful Radioapple tickles. I hope you all enjoy the listen, and thank you all for your lovely messages! I’m happy to be back and feeding you the audios you crave 🥰 The only sad thing is that my roommates were in my living room during the recording so I had to be a little quiet.

@anxious-lee it’s an honour to fulfill your request 🧎🏼‍♀️

Script is below the cut for you darlings!

[Visual Note: Late at night, Alastor returns from hosting his radio show. He is expecting his King to be relaxing in bed and waiting for him, but instead, Lucifer is busy working away at his desk.]

[Audio Note: Alastor humming, footsteps]

Alastor: [talking to himself] My, what a splendid evening. The screams have been particularly satisfying to the ears, the spirits are restless, and the broadcast was, as always, electrifying. Now then, where might my darling Lucifer be? Relaxing in bed, waiting for his ever-loving companion no doubt.

[Audio Note: door opening, footsteps, faint noise of writing]

[Visual Note: Lucifer is at his desk, writing away and dealing with paperwork]

Alastor: [curious, slightly amused] Oh, what’s this? Quite the surprise to see you awake at such an hour. Hard at work are we my dear Lucifer?

Lucifer: [grumbling slightly, focused] Eh? Oh, Alastor. Back already? I woulda thought you’d be on the air longer. Somethin’ happen?

Alastor: [more amused] No, nothing out of the ordinary kept me later than expected. Though I find it amusing that you assume I’ve only be gone a short while. Enlighten me, sweetheart, what time do you think it is?

Lucifer: [half-paying attention] I dunno. Around mid-day?

Alastor: [chuckling] Oh dear, I’m almost nervous to ask how long you’ve been slaving away with this paperwork. It is in fact well past midday. Late evening is more accurate.

Lucifer: [tired, exasperated] Past evening? Ugh, damn it... I’ve been at this desk since—[pauses, mutters to himself]—well, since this morning, I guess.

[Visual Note: Lucifer rubs his temples, looking visibly drained. Papers and files are scattered across the desk, a half-empty cup of coffee nearby]

Alastor: [lightly scolding, with an edge of concern] Tsk tsk tsk, what a dreadful habit, my King. Burning the midnight oil and then some? Honestly, this is no way to treat yourself. What could possibly demand such ceaseless attention?

Lucifer: [gruffly] You’d think ruling Hell was a vacation, wouldn’t ya? Endless disputes to settle, contracts to review, souls to process. It never ends, Al. Not unless I make it stop.

Alastor: [playful, yet pointed] And here I thought the King of Hell knew the meaning of delegation. Is this truly necessary, or are you simply indulging your penchant for control?

Lucifer: [shoots a glare] Don’t start with me tonight, Alastor. Not in the mood.

[Audio Note: Chair creaking, footsteps approaching]

Alastor: [softening] Oh, come now, my darling Lucifer. I only jest because I care. You look positively dreadful—and I mean that as an observation, not a compliment. Perhaps you might consider taking a reprieve?

[Visual Note: Alastor moves gracefully to Lucifer’s side, resting a gentle hand on his shoulder.]

Lucifer: [sighs, leaning into the touch slightly] I’ll rest when this is done. Can’t leave these things to fester.

Alastor: [smooth, persuasive] Rest first, work later. You’re no good to anyone—least of all yourself—in this state. Besides, wouldn’t you rather enjoy my company than waste away at this dreary desk?

Lucifer: [grumbles] Always so damn pushy, aren’t you?

Alastor: [smirking] Only when it’s for your own good, my dear. Now, why don’t you step away from this chaos and join me for a little relaxation? I promise I’ll make it worth your while.

[Visual Note: Lucifer glances at the papers reluctantly but finally pushes his chair back with a resigned sigh.]

Lucifer: [reluctant, but softening] Fine, you win. But don’t think this means you’re off the hook for distracting me.

Alastor: [grinning] Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it. Come now, let’s leave these dull concerns behind and remind you what it’s like to truly unwind.

Lucifer: [hum] And enlighten me. What exactly do you have planned?

Alastor: [grinning] Well, at first I pondered simply reading to you. But just by a simple touch I could feel the tension within your shoulder, so I’m thinking a simple massage would fair well.

[Audio Note: The sound of papers being shuffled aside, chair scraping, footsteps]

[Visual Note: Alastor leads Lucifer towards their shared king-sized bed, dimly lit by a soft, warm glow from a nearby lamp]

Lucifer: [arching a brow, curious] A massage, huh? Didn’t peg you for the hands-on type.

Alastor: [chuckling] Oh, my dear Lucifer, you underestimate me. I am a man of many talents, most of which you’ve yet to fully appreciate. Now, sit back, relax, and allow me to work my magic.

Lucifer: [chuckling] Fine, fine. I’m entrusting you with my life,

Alastor: [eye-roll] And you say I’m the one for dramatics. Now then, I believe that I would be able to more effectively relax your muscles if I have full access…

Lucifer: [grinning] Is that you insinuating you want me to strip for you?

Alastor: [smirking, feigning innocence] Insinuating? Oh no, my darling Lucifer, I’m outright suggesting it. After all, why do anything halfway when perfection is within reach? It’s far more practical anyway.

[Audio Note: fabric rustling, bed squeaking]

[Visual Note: Lucifer moves onto the bed laying on his stomach in nothing but his pyjama bottoms.]

Lucifer: Yes, yes, continue making excuses for yourself. You’re just looking forward to seeing my toned abs.

Alastor: [laughing lightly, amused] Oh, Lucifer, as if I haven’t already committed every inch of you to memory. No, this is purely for therapeutic purposes—though I won’t deny it’s a delightful bonus.

Lucifer: [smirking] Therapeutic, huh? I’m starting to think you’re the one who needs to unwind. All this pent-up energy—are you sure this massage isn’t more for your sake than mine?

Alastor: [grinning, rolling up his sleeves further] My darling, if I needed to unwind, you’d know it. Now hush and let me do what I do best—aside from broadcasting, tormenting souls, and, well, being a vision of charm, of course.

[Visual Note: Alastor sits on Lucifer’s lower back, placing his hands gently on his shoulders. He begins to knead the tension away with expert precision.]

Lucifer: [sighing, eyes fluttering shut] Mmm… I’ll admit, you’re not half bad at this.

Alastor: [smirking, ever the tease] Not half bad? My, what high praise!

Lucifer: [murmuring, voice soft] Don’t let it go to your head… you’re doing a damn good job though…

[Audio Note: Gentle rhythmic sounds of hands massaging]

Alastor: [leaning closer, voice low and teasing] Oh, Lucifer, you’re positively melting under my touch. Please continue to act as if this isn’t having an effect on you.

Lucifer: [half-asleep, muttering] You’re insufferable… just keep doing whatever it is you’re doing.

Alastor: [softly, with a hint of mischief] Oh, Lucifer, you’re practically purring. Should I be concerned you might take a page from Husker’s book and sprout whiskers any moment now?

Lucifer: [muffled, relaxed] Don’t push your luck, Alastor.

[Visual Note: Alastor’s hands trail lower, kneading into the muscles along Lucifer’s spine. Lucifer suddenly tenses, his body flinching ever so slightly.]

Alastor: [pausing, puzzled] Hmm? Did I hurt you? That wasn’t too much pressure, was it?

Lucifer: [quickly, shaking his head] No, it’s fine. Keep going.

Alastor: [narrowing his eyes, intrigued] Fine, you say? Then why, pray tell, did you just flinch like I’d struck a nerve?

Lucifer: [gruffly, brushing it off] I didn’t flinch. You’re imagining things.

[Audio Note: The faint squeak of Alastor shifting his weight slightly as he resumes.]

Alastor: [teasing] Oh, my dear Lucifer, I assure you my eyesight is impeccable. You did flinch. Care to explain?

Lucifer: [growing defensive] It was nothing. A… muscle spasm. Now stop prying and focus.

Alastor: [knowingly] A muscle spasm, you say? Curious. It happened precisely when I brushed over this spot right… here.

[Visual Note: Alastor presses gently into the small of Lucifer’s back again, watching as Lucifer’s body jerks slightly, a sharp intake of breath escaping him.]

Lucifer: [hissing through his teeth] Alastor.

Alastor: [mock-innocence] What? I’m merely being thorough. Relax, my dear.

[Audio Note: Lucifer exhales sharply, trying to suppress a reaction, but his body stiffens.]

Alastor: [grinning wider, realization dawning] Oh. Oh-ho-ho. Don’t tell me… Lucifer Morningstar, the proud and imposing King of Hell, is—how shall I put this—ticklish?

Lucifer: [snapping, face flushed] Don’t be ridiculous!

Alastor: [delighted, laughing softly] Oh, but I think I’ve struck gold! You flinched again! How utterly fascinating!

Lucifer: [turning his head to glare at him] Drop it, Alastor. I mean it.

Alastor: [ignoring the warning, leaning closer with a devilish grin] My, my. This is precious. What other secrets are you hiding from me, hmm? Shall we test a few theories?

Lucifer: [growing alarmed, trying to sit up] Alastor, don’t you dare—

[Visual Note: Sudden laughter erupts as Alastor’s fingers dart to Lucifer’s sides, experimentally pressing and wiggling. Lucifer’s restrained demeanor shatters as he tries to twist away, laughter spilling out despite his efforts to suppress it]

Lucifer: [gasping, laughing] Alastor! Stop it this instant!

Alastor: [laughing triumphantly] Oh, this is delightful! Look at you squirm! The mighty Lucifer, brought low by something as simple as this. Who would have thought?

Lucifer: [through laughter, growling] I swear, if you don’t stop, I’ll— hah!—make you regret it!

Alastor: [gleeful, unfazed] Regret it? Oh, darling, this is worth any consequence. You’re positively adorable like this!

Lucifer: [through laughter, trying to sound authoritative] A-Alastor! Stop this—now! I… I command you!

Alastor: [mockingly, between chuckles] Oh, you command me? Forgive me, Your Majesty, but I seem to be in a rather rebellious mood tonight!

[Visual Note: Lucifer’s laughter grows louder as Alastor suddenly flips him over onto his back, pinning him down effortlessly.]

Lucifer: [gasping, still laughing] A-Alastor, no-! Nonono! Let’s talk about this-!

Alastor: [smirking devilishly, leaning over him] Oh, my dear Lucifer, it’s far too late for that. Let’s see what happens when I explore a bit further, shall we?

[Visual Note: Alastor’s fingers dance across Lucifer’s ribs, eliciting sharp bursts of laughter as Lucifer arches his back and tries to bat his hands away.]

Lucifer: [laughing uncontrollably] No! Alastor, s-stop it! I—I’m warning you!

Alastor: [mock innocence, thoroughly enjoying himself] Warning me? Oh, but this is far too entertaining to stop now! And what’s this? Your ribs seem particularly sensitive. Fascinating! It appears you are simply just a ball of sensitivity now, aren’t you?

[Visual Note: Alastor moves to Lucifer’s stomach, gently clawing his fingers along the toned muscles there. Lucifer squeals, his laughter reaching new heights]

Lucifer: [squealing, breathless] Alastor! Please!

Alastor: [grinning triumphantly] Oh, please, you say? I never thought I’d hear the King of Hell beg. Music to my ears! It is quite unfortunate for you, my love, as I am just getting started. Let’s see… perhaps under these arms of yours?

Lucifer: [gasping and laughing hysterically] Stop it! You—hah!—you insufferable jerk! Shit, it tickles! It tickles so bad!

Alastor: [teasing, fully enjoying himself] Well, I certainly hope it would. That is the point of this little game we have going on, isn’t it?

[Visual Note: Lucifer manages to slip one hand free and grabs Alastor’s side, tickling him in retaliation. Alastor jolts, letting out a startled laugh.]

Alastor: [laughing, startled] Oh! You cheeky little–! What do you think you’re doing?

Lucifer: [grinning mischievously despite his breathlessness] Turning the tables, dear. Two can play this game as you called it. Let’s see how you like it!

Alastor: [laughing, trying to squirm away] Hah! Lucifer! That’s—hah!—quite enough! Oh, you’re far more devious than I gave you credit for!

Lucifer: [smirking, relentless] Oh, what’s the matter? Can’t handle a little harmless fun?

[Visual Note: Lucifer’s victorious grin doesn’t last long as Alastor recovers quickly, grabbing both of Lucifer’s wrists and pinning them above his head effortlessly.]

Alastor: [grinning wickedly, voice low and smooth] A valiant effort, my dear, but I’m afraid you shouldn’t have done that. Now, you’ve left yourself completely at my mercy.

Lucifer: [eyes widening, trying to pull free] Oh, shit–! Wait, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Alastor don’t–!

[Visual Note: Alastor launches a full assault, tickling Lucifer’s hips and sides mercilessly. Lucifer’s laughter becomes uncontrollable, high-pitched squeals escaping him as he thrashes helplessly beneath Alastor.]

Lucifer: [squealing, breathless] A-Alastor! I—hah!—I give up! I give up! Oh fuck–! I can’t breathe!

Alastor: [pausing, smirking triumphantly] Oh, what’s this? The great Lucifer admitting defeat? How delightful! Say it again, louder this time.

Lucifer: [laughing hysterically] I said I give! Please! Please, please, Al! I You win–! You win, you were right!

Alastor: [grinning, releasing him and sitting suppose Very well. I supposed I’ve had my fun. For now.

[Audio Note: The sound of Lucifer catching his breath, still chuckling weakly.]

Lucifer: [panting, muttering] You are such a menace aren’t you?

Alastor: [pleasantly, patting his leg] And yet, you tolerate me so well. Now, shall we get back to that massage? I promise to behave… unless you tempt me, of course.

Lucifer: [grumbling, flipping back onto his stomach] If you so much as twitch the wrong way, I’ll throw you out a window.

Alastor: [grinning, his tone light] Empty threats as always, my King.

[Visual Note: Alastor resumes the massage, his hands moving gently along Lucifer’s back. The room falls into a calm quiet, broken only by Lucifer’s occasional hum of relaxation.]

#guru speaks #hazbin hotel tickling #hazbin hotel tickles #sfw tickling community #ler!alastor #lee!lucifer #Radioapple #radioapple fluff #tickling #tickle content #SoundCloud

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kelppsstuff · 1 year ago

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Dancing

Masterlist

Warnings: blood, killing, cannibalism

Human Alastor x reader

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Alastor sat at the bar, his eye twitching at the loud mouths sitting beside him. It was a group of three boys and they were so loud most couldn’t hear the sound of the woman singing.

Alastor clenched his jaw, ready to take these assholes outside and kill them. Though the sound of a lovely voice stopped him.

“Sorry to cut your fun short boys, but some of us would actually like the music over your annoying voices.” Alastor turned his head — along with the other men — and saw you.

(H/C) paired with beautiful (E/C) hues. You looked like a goddess with your black flapper dress hugging your body. Showing off every curves your body had to offer.

Before the men could make a snarky reply to your face, you walked off. The pearls around your neck bouncing with each confident step you took.

“Fucking whore.” One of the men said, his ego clearly bruised by you. Alastor grip tightened around his glass of whiskey. Fucking disrespectful ignorant assholes, he thought. He downed the last sip of his whiskey and walked of after you.

When he caught up to you he was quick to introduce himself. “I’m Alastor. You are?” He spoke his voice remained indifferent but his eyes showed his curiosity. You smile and you took his out stretched hand. “Y/N.” You said as he kissed the back of your right hand.

Alastor smiled widened you told him your name. What a beautiful name. “Y/N” your name rolled of his tongue with ease. “Would you care to dance?” He spoke his question as the singer changed and a faster pace song started. “Why it would be a pleasure, Alastor.” He took you by the hand and started to twirl you around.

—

He had spent the night, dancing, drinking, and he even performed a song with you; courtesy of his dear friend Mimsy.

“You’ve never heard of me of the radio?” Alastor asked, his voice in shock as if that would be impossible. “Unfortunately I’m not wealthy enough to own one. Probably my fault for coming here and drinking too much gin.” Alastor smiled, amused by the woman in-front of him. “That’s quite a shame.” You were about to continue your conversation when the same men from before started to become loud again. Alastor could see the irritation form in you, just as you could see it form in him.

—

As the night started to come to an end you wished him farewell as you walked out the door. Alastor noticed the three men from before follow you out. He went to go after them. He a devilish thoughts on what to do with them. Not only were they rude to everyone but being obnoxious, one had insulted you and he planned on making his death slow and painful.

He got distracted for just a minute and lost them. He started to curse himself, but he knew he’d get another chance.

He headed down the ally to get to him home only to be met with you licking the blood of a knife. Three men laid in front of you, all dead from stab wounds. You were covered in blood, your hair wet with it, you pearls stained of red, and your legs had streaks of bright crimson. He originally thought you looked heaven-sent, but as he saw you know heaven-sent wasn’t the right word. Ravishing was a better way to describe your tempting allure.

Alastor walked out the shadows and made himself known to you. “Looks like there’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

You eyes widen, you had been sure no one was following you four into the ally way. Alastor grabbed your left hand, as your right held the knife, and kissed it. He licked his lips and tasted the blood on your hands.

“Are you going to tell?” You could feel the panic bubbling in your stomach, but you didn’t show it.

“And why would I tell on such a splendid performance.” Alastor dropped your hand and grabbed the knife from you. Liking the rest of the blood off, just like you did before. “I must say, I am saddened you gotten to them first.”

You smiled at the tall man, “maybe next time I’ll catch you.” Alastor handed you back you knife. “Or maybe, we’ll both commit the act together.” He spoke.

“Care to dance?” He offered you a hand, making you raise a brow. “There’s no music.” You grabbed his hand.

He twirled you into his chest, the blood on you seeking into his white shirt a bit. “We can make our own.”

—

HIIII! I know this is short, but the idea came to me and I decided to write it. If you’ve seen my other “how long” fic then you should know that I’m working on the last and final part and it should be out very very soon! AND ALSO I AM WORKING ON ANOTHER REQUEST AS WELL!

-kelp 💛

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fawncabin · 1 year ago

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"Good boy~" (sneak peek)

sub alastor X dom reader

warning; sexual content 18+, foreplay

( this is a sneak peek into my next piece of art, not finished yet currently only has 433 words but I'm aiming for at least 900 )

Alastor has always been good at everything: speaking, protecting the hotel, and so much more. I know one of his weaknesses is me. Alastor gets soft when I try to touch or hold him. So, I will see how far I can go until he submits to me. This morning, he was relaxing on the couch in the hotel lobby. "Hey Al, how's the handsome demon doing today?" you say, causing him to be flustered but keeping a solid smile on his face. "Splendid, my dear!~" he replies, smiling wide. You start to think, how would you start this? Where do you take him? Thoughts running through your head till you let loose. "Alastor, baby, can you come with me?" holding your hand out. There again, he becomes soft-spoken. "Absolutely, My doe." You walk him into the bedroom you both share; what a lovely decorated room. There were old radios on the walls, a cozy fireplace, and a beautifully draped bed of red and white colors. This was our space.

You spin around with him, enjoying a moment together. You sit on the bed and ask him to get on his knees. "Show me how much you love me, Alastor." You demand him, and as a result, he runs his hand up your legs and to your thighs. begging you to let him take your pants and panties off, "beg for it." You command in a lustful tone. "Please, darling, please let me touch your bare skin.~" He begs over and over. You guide his hands by doing so, permitting him to pull your bottoms off. His face is red, and he is speechless. "Come on then~," you say as you open your legs for him. He buries his face in your sex, licking and kissing every inch. You lock your fingers in his hair and push him deeper between your legs. You feel his tongue swirl around inside of you, building tightness in your stomach; oh, but no, you're far from done with him. You get up and push him on the bed. You take his clothes off and flip him on his stomach, making him arch his back. "You're so hard for me, huh~," seeing his precum drip onto the sheets. You grab his shaft and start pleasuring him, listening to his moans and whines. You pull his head back by his hair, "Tell me how much you love it~." he starts whining and pleading for you to go faster; you tighten your grip around his member and stroke his even faster, causing more and more precum to slick your hand.

#alastor the radio demon #alastor x reader #hazbin alastor #alastor x y/n #alastor #hazbin hotel

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h3llenwrites · 1 year ago

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Jealous! Alastor x reader?

Didn't know how to start this req but now I have somewhat of an idea what to do

Jealous!Alastor x reader

-Let's say Mr. Crazy deer overlord got jealous over (Name) talking to Vox

It was another day in hell and Alastor had spotted (Name) leaving, without telling him. 'Quite unusual.' He thought before shrugging and continuing his activity before. After a while he got curious on where (Name) went, so naturally he went out to search for them. After a bit of strolling around, he spotted them talking to Vox. Well, listening to Vox as he spoke. TV boy was babbling about random things to them, while they just listened to him. Alastor glared at Vox, who didn't notice the death stare that was gazed upon him since he was so busy chatting away. After a bit, Alastor debated what to do.

- It's either he walks off to Cannibal town or back to the hotel

-Or he drags (Name) away from salty modern technology guy.

If he chose to walk off and wait for you at the hotel,

The Radio Demon turned around, marching back to the hotel. He let the time wander as he waited and waited until (Name) got back. As soon as they return, he stood in front of them with that wide signature smile plastered on his face. "Oh, hello Alastor!" (Name) waved at him while greeting the demon upon their return. He waved back, instantly interviewing them. "Hello, My dear! How have you been?" Alastor asked (Name) as they walked up the stairs. "I've been gre-" "Splendid! What did you do outside today?" "Not much, I just stopped by to greet some friends." Alastor intently listened, his smile getting wider to hide the fact he was a little upset. "And who might those friends be?" "Oh just (Friend #1), (Friend #2) and Vox" "Ah, you've befriended that demon who makes modern technology?" "Yea, he seemed like a nice guy." "I see.. Well, he (insert embarrassing/Terrible thing Vox did to Alastor). But, I don't mind the two of you being pals!" "Oh gosh, are you sure? You seem upset about the situation.." "Now why would I be upset? You, darling, have made a friend! And it's extremely difficult to befriend anyone in hell."

-Little shit will guilt trip (Name) into unfriending Vox

-If he walks off to Cannibal town he'd rant to Rosie about the whole situation

"Can you believe him? Interacting with them, He's already pathetic but now he's asking for a death wish. Ugh!" Alastor spoke as his ears went down. Rosie just shakes her head and agrees with him.

-Now what if the radio demon dragged them with him?

"That's great, Vo-" (Name) nodded before yelping at the feeling of somebody grabbing them and walking off. Vox was screaming behind the both of them as Alastor walked off. "Al! Why did you do that?" He simply hummed and continued to walk with (Name) in his grasp.

(A/N: Can't tell if I like this or not, Still laying in bed rn melting away because I'm not allowed to turn on a fan or the A/C :(

#alastor #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader

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selineram3421 · 9 months ago

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*wishing I could breathe underwater* Man..

Other Worldly

Part 3

Part 2

Alastor X Shy Reader

Warnings ⚠

⚠ selectively mute reader, Italics=thoughts, shaking head= no, signing-ASL, Alastor being weird ⚠

"Let's make a deal~"

You froze.

All you could do was stare at the Radio Demon's red eyes with panic.

He heard me sing again. Why? I thought I was being careful. I made sure to be far away from the others. I checked the room!

"Now, now. There's no need for you to cry.", he said, brushing away a tear that was beginning to fall down your cheek.

Shaking your head side to side, you shoved your way out of his hold and glared at him.

"What do you want.", you spoke. "Tell me the truth."

You saw the way your hypnosis made his eyes glaze over. It was like a fog clouding his sight with swirls of green.

"I want you to sing for me.", he answered.

It took you by surprise.

No one wanted to get hypnotized, it was uncomfortable and made others on edge. You didn't like making anyone feel like that.

"Why?", you asked.

"I enjoy it. Your voice is not only hypnotizing, but it is absolutely lovely.", he confessed.

Your eyes widened and you turned away from the deer demon to hide your blush.

He didn't have to say all that. You thought and covered your smile mouth.

Then you felt a clawed hand on your shoulder.

"Sing for me...", Alastor began, circling the mer like a shark. "..and I'll give you the option of controlling that ability of yours."

He stopped just behind them and leaned in close to whisper in their ear.

"You'll be able to communicate normally."

They flinched away but he held them still by placing his hands on their upper arms.

"Think about it my dear~", he leaned his head against theirs. "It's quite the deal."

The selectively mute demon was stiff in his hold, but he didn't want that.

"I just want to listen to you sing, nothing else.", he reassured. "And you'll get to use a private open space to sing."

"An open space?", they parroted.

His smile widened as the familiar daze took over.

I've got them~

"It's free for you to use.", he said as soon as the hypnosis wore off.

"What's the catch?", they asked.

"The only catch is on my end. I don't own your soul.", he replied.

To them it wasn't a bother, but to him it meant that he couldn't keep them. It was a step to making them more comfortable around him however.

Then they started to move their head, causing him to lift his off of their's.

With a glance over their shoulder, they look at him with a shy expression.

"Can I see it?", they asked quietly.

It took a while for him to come back, the hypnotism really was a bother.

"Certainly."

With a snap of his fingers, the two demons appeared in a different area, the Radio Demon paid close attention to the siren's face as they took in their surroundings. Seeing their eyes sparkle was enough of an answer for him.

"Do we have a deal?", he asked, patiently waiting with his hand outstretched.

"I have some things to add before accepting.", they turned to face him.

"And what are your demands?", he asked after a bit, curious.

"I will sing for you once a week.", the mer said.

"Once a day.", he threw in his own.

Their brows furrowed. "Once a week.", they repeated.

"In order for this deal to work, I need to be able to hear you sing everyday, at least once to let you use your powers as you wish.", he explained.

It was a lie but they didn't need to know that.

"I'd like to be alone when using this space.", they moved on.

"Are the shadows free to roam here? They will be near to help you if anything.", he questioned. "Of course, I will only show myself around here if I need to call on you or emergencies."

"I-. Hm..", they started but then thought more about what he said. "That's fine.. As long as the shadows don't bother me."

"Splendid!", his smile widened.

"And stop trying to scare me.", they said with a frown.

He blinked and laughed.

"Hahaha!", he wiped a tear from his eye. "Is that all?"

They nodded before shaking their head no.

"This deal stays between us. No one else has to know about it.", they said before lifting their hand, ready to shake on it.

"Very well my dear, it's a deal.", he took their hand and completed the deal.

While the familiar green wisps of magic floated around in the air, something came up from the siren's throat and they began to cough. They covered their mouth with their free hand, coughing even more before something glowing yellow came out and into their hand.

"Well, that's new.", was all he said before taking the yellow glowing ball from their hand. "I suppose you wouldn't mind if I kept this half somewhere safe?", he glanced back at them.

They shook their head, holding their throat with a slight pained expression.

"Alright then.", he said and swallowed the glowing ball.

"WHY!?", they said in shock before hissing in pain.

"I'm not going to leave something like this in a box, and the safest place is with me, obviously.", he explained and finally let go of their hand. "Now, try not to speak too much. I can see that taking out half of your voice hurt more than I thought it would."

The mer nodded and rubbed their throat.

You didn't expect him to eat it.

That was weird and a little gross. You thought as you rubbed your throat.

"You'll start tomorrow.", he spoke up and started to walk off.

Before thinking it through, you had grabbed the sleeve of his coat.

He looked back and you furrowed your brows as you moved your hand with your index finger up, side to side. (Where?)

"Are you saying no? To what?", he asked.

You rolled your eyes and took his hand, facing his palm up while tracing what you wanted to say with your finger. (Where are you going?)

"To the front of my hotel room of course."

It took you a second to process what the deer demon just said.

HIS WHAT!?

The red dressed demon just grins, and pulls you along with him, walking between the trees and to a spot that is split in half of greenery and a slightly dark room, the only bright source of light coming from the fireplace.

He let you go and opened the hotel door for you. "I'll let you go now, do come by tomorrow. I wish to hear your lovely singing in the morning."

You didn't really hear what he said, just walked out of the room with slight annoyance.

Can't take it back now. I already made the deal. You sighed and walked over to the elevator down the hallway. At least I'll be able to talk to the others a bit.

Maybe this deal wasn't the worst..but he could have told you that the "free open space" was half of his room.

*vibrating in excitement* It's MerMay 🦀

~Seline, the person.

Part 4

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