#hazbin hotel pilot husk x reader

[im-not-samantha-im-samanta]

{♦️♥️♣️♠️🪱Asking Husk if he'd still love you if you were a worm🪱♠️♣️♥️♦️}

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A few words from author: Hello there everyone, welcome to my newest imagines!

So, it's pretty much a routine for me to constantly find new fandoms to add to my writing list, so yeah, here we are again, this time with Hazbin Hotel! ^^

I apologize for not really being active, life's been bad lately and I'm stuck struggling to make it through each new day without considering death lmao.

Tho I'm in the mood for something more on the hurt/comfort side, today I present you some light-hearted and short imagines to hopefully bring some laughs, not sure if these are any good, sorry...

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Settings: Romantic based

Genre: Fluff, light-hearted

!TRIGGER WARNING!: Some swear words, one suggestive line just for laughs, but that's probably all,

Sidenote: Gender of reader is not specified, but if the reader has more feminine feel, then it's purely accidental and I apologize,

Sidenote: These feel so bad and ooc omg end me, I hate my writing,

Sidenote: Am unsure if I'll actively write for Husk, but I just had to do this idea with him cuz it seemed so funny at first, but idk about the outcome,

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That should be all,

Hopefully you'll enjoy,

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"Would I love you if you what? Say fucking what now? No wait- no, I don't wanna even- whatever- sure, for fuck's sake- sure, yes"

Already so fed up with everything and everyone,

and you pull up with this, smh,

Cue to him giving an exaggerated sigh and rubbing his face in annoyance (like in the gif above),

Doesn't appreciate your question,

like at all,

At first he wants to question how'd you even come up with something like that,

or why you feel that question is important,

But he decides against it,

he's really not in the mood for such shit,

So, deciding to just get over with it and satisfy you,

he tells you a yes,

or more like a "yeah, fucking sure, whatever, yes,"

Yes, he'd love you even as a worm, now please leave him be or talk to him about something normal,

please, for the love of Lucifer,

If you don't stop there though and question him further,

he just gives another exaggerated sigh and starts to question why he's dating you,

but he doesn't actually have the heart to make you sad,

so, he goes along with it and answers a 'yes' to any other question you might have regarding you being a worm,

Would he still give you kisses? Yes,

Would he get you a little worm house? Yes,

Would he still talk to you even if you couldn't answer? Yes,

He doesn't have the heart or the energy to respond negatively,

- "Would you still get intimate with me even as a worm?"

"Fucking what- how'd that even- whatever- yeah, sure, fucking sure, yes,"

Just goes along with it,

And when you finally get your fill and you squeal happily at his answers,

and you hug him,

he pats your head with his claws and feels like the boyfriend of the year,

Like- look how he handled the situation without upsetting you,

doesn't he deserve some recognition for that?

At one point he does consider jokingly telling you he'd feed you to the crows tho,

but when he thinks about it more,

and thinks of you actually being a worm and him feeding you to the crows,

he'd feel disturbed and upset at his own idea,

cuz no, that'd be so awful!

he would never do that to you, he couldn't,

no, that thought seriously upsets him and makes his stomach twist and turn,

he may be an asshole, but he loves you too much,

yes, even if you were a worm,

So, he'd make it work even if you were a worm,

Yeah, maybe you were actually asking some real questions,

he'd have to give it more thought and plan out how he'd accommodate to you if you did turn into a worm someday,

Better be safe than sorry,

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[alastor-simp]

Such A Tease - Angel Dust x Female Human Reader Part 1/2

Requested by @lokis-imaginary-friend . This story is going to include a female human reader in Hell, also contain some parts from the pilot Enjoy!

**Arriving In Hell**

You don't remember the fall, but you did feel your body smack hard against the ground. Opening your eyes, groggily, your irises fixated on the blood red sky in front of you, along with some buildings. What? Getting up from your position, you realized you had landed somewhere in an back alley. Standing up, you slowly walked away from where you landed, and out of the alley. You saw more of the city surrounding you, covered in neon lights and pretty graphic billboards. What shocked you the most were the people. No one looked human anymore, everyone had either an animalistic or monstrous form. This had to be dream you thought while pinching your arm, but you were still in this strange place, so it was clear this was not a dream, but reality. Deciding to explore a bit more, your eyes gazed at your surroundings, trying to figure out what kind of world this was. Unfortunately, you had gazed at a group of tall wolf like men, who had caught you staring at them. Looking away, you continued to speed walk, but it was too late.

"Hey look at that one! Ahoooo!", "Heh, she looks like a good time." "I wonder how she will taste." The voices you heard from behind you sent shivers down your spine. Continuing to walk faster, you attempted to avoid them. "Hey girlie, wait up. We just wanna talk to you, right boys? "Right" Looking back, you saw the sadistic looks on their faces, making your skin crawl. Your legs when from walking to running, as you sped down the road in front of you. "GET HER!!!" a loud voice bellowed behind you, and the multiple sounds of feet clattering behind you. You moved swiftly, taking many left and right turns to try to avoid them, but they were still tailing behind you.

"SCREEECHHHH" The sound of a car screeching, stopped you in your tracks, and a white limo had whipped up right in front of you. The door flew open, and you heard a feminine voice yell out "GET IN!" as they grabbed your arm and pulled you inside. The limo then sped off, and away from the creepy wolf men. It took you a while to catch your breath, playing a hand on your chest. "Are you okay?" the same voice that had told you to get in appeared next to you. Turning your head, you saw a blonde girl with red dotted cheeks next to you, sitting on her knees. She was wearing a pinkish suit with a black bowtie. Her hand was placed on your shoulder, giving you a sense of calmness. Nodding your head, you said you were okay and thanked her for the save. She smiled back, as she continued to sit with you on the floor of the limo, making sure you had caught your breath. Looking around, you noticed there were others inside the vehicle. Behind the blonde girl was a lavender-skinned woman, with long white hair. She looked very intimidating, given how hard she was glaring at you. On your left, there was a tall, lanky man, with multiple arms. He was wearing a rather flashy outfit and black heels. He was very fluffy the more you looked at him, and the little dots under his eyes reminded you of a spider.

Having managed to calm down, you looked right back at the girl next to you, saying you were good now. She got up from her position, taking you by the hand, and leading you over to where the spider man was sitting. She had sat back down, next to the white hair girl. "Ohh I'm sorry! I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Charlie Morningstar! It's a pleasure to meet you." She smiled at you, brightly. You swear you thought you saw sparkles flying behind her. She then pointed to the girl next to her: "This is Vaggie. my girlfriend. And the one next to you is Angel Dust." You nodded your head at Vaggie and then looked back at Angel Dust. He was too busy messing with the car window switch to even register you were looking at him.

"Um...my name is Y/N. I do have a question, where am I?" Charlie eyes widen, surprised you didn't know where you were. "We are in the Pride ring in Hell. Are you a newcomer by chance?" Her eyes looked at you with concern, including Vaggie, as her demeanor soften. WAIT WHAT?!? YOU WERE IN HELL?!?! A million thoughts were flooding your mind right now, wondering how did this happen. Does that mean your now a demon?!

Thinking back to Charlie introducing yourself, the last name Morningstar rang a bell. "Wait your last name is Morningstar, so that means your..." Charlie smiled and gave a little bow while sitting: "Yup! I am the princess of Hell and daughter of Lucifer Morningstar and Lilith!" She said that so casually like it was nothing! Gazing at her more, you noticed she did have some princess-like qualities to her. She noticed you staring and asked what was wrong. "Sorry! Its just...I expected the princess of hell to be a bit more scary and devilish, but you're very pretty and sweet." She smiled widely at that, thanking you for the compliment.

"What about you toots? Why ya look like that?" a thick, Brooklyn accent had spoken next to you, and the feeling of an arm had wrapped around your shoulder. Realizing it was Angel Dust, you looked up at him, gazing into his miscolored eyes. "Um like what?" You tiled your head, confused. "Like that. Ya look alive." He was digging into his pocket for something, until he pulled out a little compact mirror and held it up in front of you. Gasping, you grabbed the mirror and looked at your reflection. Your face had stayed the same, no demonic fangs or horns. The only thing that was noticeably different were your eyes. They were now golden yellow with cat-like slits in the center. Vaggie then spoke: "I realized that too. You look more like a human then a demon."

Taking in what you saw, you tried to figure out how was this happening. How did you end up in hell, but still remained a human? This didn't make any sense. Is that why you were chased? Because you looked like a human? Letting out a sigh, you handed the mirror back to Angel Dust, as you leaned back, head against the car window , wrapping your arms on your legs. "Hey its going to be alright. I understand this is a big shock to you, but it will be okay. You can stay at the hotel too." Charlie had gotten up from where she was sitting, and sat down on the floor next to you, grabbing your hands. giving you some comfort. Hotel? What she mean by that? Asking her what she meant, she bounced with excitement, telling you how she was running a hotel to rehabilitate sinners, so they could ascend to heaven. Wow. The daughter of the king of hell itself was doing something like that. She really was a princess. You thanked Charlie, appreciating that she had given you a place to stay, which she responded back with a hug.

The limo drew to a halt, and then the doors opened. Everyone had gotten out with you being the last one. In front of you was a massive building, at least seven stories tall. A large neon sign was attached to it that read “Happy Hotel.” It was in a bit of a disarray, as what looked to be a ship boat was attached to it, as well as a carousal. It was odd, but kinda nice. Having entered inside, you noticed that the interior needed some work. The area was very untidy, with wooden boards scattered around along with some cobwebs. At least the couches were clean enough for you to sit. Walking over to it, you took a seat, as you watched Angel Dust head towards some sort of cooler, pulling out a popsicle. You noticed Charlie was sitting on some sort of crate, looking slightly upset. Angel dust made a comment about getting some more food in for all the sinners coming to the hotel. Well that clearly made Charlie more upset, as she sunk down further on the crate. You noticed Angel wasn't being silly anymore, and looked at Charlie with a sad look, but he appeared not to know how to comfort her, so he just walked away and sat next to you, munching on the frozen treat.

You watched Charlie dropped down from the crate and headed towards the entrance door, with her cell phone in hand, and went outside. Maybe she needed some privacy since that looked important you thought. You continued to look around the hotel, taking in everything. Your eyes then gazed at Angel Dust, looking up and down at him. He was very stylish given his outfit, and he was handsome even though he looked like a ball of fluff. He had a lot of it apparently, given how puffy his chest area was. "Take a picture. It will last longer." Angel's eyes looked down at you, smirking that you were oogling him. Embarrassed, you looked away, muttering a sorry. Angel's smirk got wider at your reaction and place his hands under your chin, making you turn back around. "Well, this body is flawless, so I don't blame you for looking, but its gonna cost you toots." He was so close, you could see the golden tooth flashing in his mouth.

"I was admiring your outfit. It's nice. Are you a model perhaps?" Smiling sweetly, with cheeks flushed, you pointed at Angels blazer. His eyes widen at that, before he broke into a fit of laughter. "HAHAHA! Nope, sorry babe! I'm a pornstar. A famous one at that." Oooo that made much more sense why he was so flirty. Your cheeks flushed more at that, and you twirled your hair with your finger. "Well that's kinda nice too." Angel just shrugged his shoulders, leaning his head back on the couch cushion. "Eh its alright. Pays good and I get to suck all the di✪✪ I want, so yeah, job has its perks." Oh, he was into guys. You suspected many women would fawn over him, if he were into them. The conversation didn’t continue after that and you just resumed sitting on the couch, as you noticed Charlie had came back in, with a red suited man, holding a microphone.

The man was at staggering height, almost 7 ft. His striped red suit fitted him perfectly, along with his monocle and bow tie. His hair was a sharp red, with black at the bottom, and antlers at the top. His smile was the most striking thing on him, it was outstretched to the point it almost reached his eyes, dang that must hurt his cheeks. His actions were very animated, with the way he moved and his voice oozed static like a radio. He was conversing with Charlie, saying some things about wanting to help out with the hotel, for entertainment purposes. Vaggie had taken a sit on the couch, where you and Angel sat.

“Uh, so… uh, what's the deal with Smiles over there?" Angel was the one who decided to break the silence. Vaggie nearly jumped at what Angel said: "I know Y/N just arrived here so she has no clue, but who never heard of him before? You lived here longer then me?" Angel just shrugged, not interested in what Vaggie had to say. She then went on to tell the story about how the mysterious suited demon was Alastor the Radio Demon, the most powerful overlord hell has ever seen. The story she told you gave you goosebumps, leaving a mental note in your head, not to mess with Alastor or get on his bad side.

"Ya done? Heh..he looks like a strawberry pimp." Pftt, that caused you to laugh a bit, while Vaggie was given a face saying she was so done. Looking back at Angel, you continued to eye his outfit and give a quip back. "At least I'm not the one who looks like a bubble-gum slut." Angel’s mouth gaped open, shocked by what you said, as he let out a "HEY!" Vaggie cackled at that, giving you a high-five, while Angel Dust just grumbled, and flipped you off with his four hands. You apologized to him, saying you couldn't help yourself. Angel dust was still annoyed, but he just said whatever, pulling his phone out to start texting.

You still observed the conversation going on with Charlie and Alastor, with Charlie refusing to make a deal with him, but saying he could stay at the hotel for as long as he desired. Apparently, that was okay with him as he said "Fair enough." He walked past both Angel Dust and Vaggie, humming to himself. Getting distracted, you didn't realized he had stopped in front of you. "Well hello my dear! Quite a striking appearance you have!" He was bent down, his face very close to yours, sharp grin in front of you. You felt nervous and began to fiddle with your hands. "Y-eah. I had just arrived in Hell, so I'm still trying to figure that out. I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you." Extending your hand out for a shake, Al gave a polite smile back, and shook your hand: "Pleasure to be meeting you darling!" He ended the handshake, smiling wide at you, before walking back over to Charlie.

Many things happened after that. The arrival of Husk and Niffty, the whole singing performance with Alastor, and then the whole blimp attack by some snake man. Jesus, it had certainly been a day. After Alastor destroyed the blimp with his powers, he invited everyone back inside for some Jambalaya. Thinking to yourself while walking back inside, you were still wondering how you ended up in Hell, but you shook your head, trying to remove those thoughts. Well, you were here now, alive, and at least you had a safe place to stay at, with some wacky residents. Was better then nothing, especially since they were starting to grow on you, especially a certain spider demon.

**To be Continued in Part 2**

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[helluva-simper]

Tv static

“Hello again, my dear~.” He said after opening the door. You growl at him.

You were a fox demon with ears and a tail that looked like TV static. Your teeth baring at him as saliva ran down your mouth. The only thing keeping you from ripping his throat out with your bare teeth was the chains that held you to the wall. Arms, legs, neck, waist. Everything you could think of.

“If you’re planning to kill me then you might as well do it.” You say spitting out blood covered saliva onto the floor from the recent beating you received from not complying with giving him information about the TV man, Vox. To be fair, you didn’t care about Vox or his TV show but seeing Alastor get mad just made you laugh. 

“No, no, no, no, my dear~. You’ve become quite the entertainer.” He replied, booping you in the chest with his staff. “What’s that supposed to mean?!” You yelled confused. 

“Like the fact that even being beat to a pulp you can still be a bitch.” Alastor said pushing your forehead with his staff making you hit your head on the wall. 

You smirk. “Aw, thanks ya, prick.” Alastor sighs, obviously pissed off by your remark. 

Suddenly a plate with soup and crackers appears. “Now in order for you to stay somewhat functional you need to eat.” He takes a spoon and brings it to your mouth.

You open your mouth to say something but he takes it as you wanted food. Once in your mouth, you spit it out, getting some of it on his shoe. 

He makes a disgusted face before shaking his foot to get it off.

“I ain’t eating your prison food!” 

After speaking you feel a wendigo screaming as Alastor tilts his head and his teeth glow. A sharp pain comes from your abdomen as one of his shadow tentacles pierce you.

“Fucking hell.” He quickly pulls it out making you muffle a scream and claw at the floor. 

He laughs at you. Then, he gets an idea. 

He leans over to you taking a bite of the crackers. “Um, what are you doing? If you’re trying to make me jealous, you’re- mmph!”

You are cut off by Alastor’s lips crashing into yours. He was forceful and controlling if you didn’t already know that. Alastor grips at your side making open your mouth allowing him to stick his tongue inside. His tongue tasted like rotten flesh and blood with the crackers adding a saltiness to it. 

He bends his tongue filling your mouth with the dissolved, mushy cracker.

Alastor breaks the kiss, licking his lips. “If you spit it out I WILL drug you then you’ll see what comes next.” He said. Relectaly, you swallow groaning with disgust. 

Alastor laughs. “I hate you, you son of a bitch.” You say wiping the spit off your chin with your shoulder. “Calm down, my darling. It won’t be as hard if you’re just more accepting~.” 

He gets up leaving the food on the ground. “Eat up, my dear.” You flip him off.

Part 2 HERE!!!

[deadghosy]

HAZBIN HOTEL HEADCANNONS WITH ENDERMAN! READER

Prompt: a 9’5 creature comes by and randomly builds the crew things.

ITS ACTUALLY FUNNY CAUSE IMAGINE YOU BEING CHARLIE IN THIS SITUATION-

You hear a knock at the front door of the hazbin hotel and open it to see a 9’5 TALL ASS PERSON WITH DARK PURPLE SKIN WITH SMALL PURPLE FRECKLES SCATTERED AROUND THEIR BODY….

Immediately door slam like Alastor got in the pilot….

She kept reopening the door as you finally got tired of that bullshit and teleported inside as you croaked…your jaw unhinging in a weird attractive way as your eyes were blinded by a black blindfold.

“Uhm sir? Are you here for the hotel?” Charlie asked as you nodded turning slowly with a croak. You pulled out a wrench ready to show how you wanted to work for her. Charlie smiled awkwardly as she shows you around the place. Literally you had to duck a lot to the point you had to crawl like a baby just to fit in the room…

Embarrassing it is…..

But at least you can kinda shapeshift a bit to 3 feet less as you are at 6’5 which made the others feel a lot more comfortable about you being comfortable in this height as you still kinda crouch to pet keekee.

I feel like Lucifer will like you personally because of how you like to build and take things apart to renew things. So he definitely brings you in his workshop as he rants about his duck collection as you slightly grumble unconsciously as purple pixels fly around beside you.

Dead ass…you are beautiful with your purple ender eyes they glow behind your blindfold in the dark…the hotel cast and even say as they would see them from afar at night.

I headcannon Enderman! Reader to have slight muscles but is really strong despite their skinny look. But really they/he has a nice build under his working clothes.

Vaggie was shocked to see you teleport away before she could prick you with her angelic spear. She definitely had Alastor keep a look on you…but you only built and fixed around the hotel like a handy man.

I can see Angel dust taking a picture of you while you are behind him working having your sleeves up as you work as the Snapchat caption says, “He’s working hard to please me” as a joke. You definitely got death threats as you just stare at your hellphone confused as you block them all.

Sir Pentious has accidentally looked you in your eyes once and your unhinged jaw as you screeched at him as a static sound enters his head …it made him scared of you for almost five months until you explained and calms him down….you didn’t like to be scary to others.

Angel had told you how about how you could be a model with your skinny yet built body as you just stood then staring at him through your blindfold.

Tbh your dynamic with Angel dust is “girlboss” x “househusband” as you literally build and fix things

I bet reader built Lucifer a duck boat once as you stand there as Lucifer looks like he is about to cry in the duck boat you built as he gives you a thumbs up. It was a derpy sight but funny.

I headcannon Enderman! Reader to always pick things up, nifty including as she just smile kicking her feet back and forth with a smile. “I like em! Let’s keep him/them!”

YOU KNOW HOW IRON GOLEMS HOLD FLOWERS?! YEAH ENDERMAN!READER HOLDING FLOWERS FOR THE RESIDENTS 🦆✨

It would be funny be at a height comparison with Alastor as he just smiles as you stand there fidgeting with your hands.

I can see husk raising a brow at you like “🤨 who the hell is this guy?” As you walk a bit sluggish holding your tool box

I can also imagine reader having slight difficulty at reading the room or having social skills as they were isolated from people before dying definitely. Like you would croak softly patting Vaggie when her secret was out only for her to push you away as you were trying to say you fixed the toilet.

You stood there confused until husk just sat you down before you teleported after her.

You attacked a sinner for trying to rob you as they grabbed your blindfold in accident only to get attacked and a see an unhinged jaw…next thing they saw was a punch.

Charlie definitely cleaned you up, she was just confused who blood it was as you stay quiet and quietly croaked in your throat.

I headcannon enderman’s to have a raspy voice because they can’t talk but try to. As it’s either deep or a decent voice tone.

Imagine if enderman! Reader met the other overlords before their decrease in height as they stare up at you kinda intimidated by your height. Their necks definitely hurt 

HOPE YOU LIKE IT! 🦆✨

[mrslankyman]

Oh Darling

Alastor x (fem) Reader

word count: 2K

Fluff / more of a friendship

based on pilot alastor / slightly out of character

Working on part 2

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Wasn’t everyday just so grand in Hell?

No.

It wasn’t.

Working at the Hazbin Hotel sure wasn’t making your days any grander. Being a room attendant and a good friend to Charlie was starting to get to you.

At least Nifty was there to help. Even though she mainly tried to kill the bugs she at least helped clean the place up. You had become accustomed to her weird and somewhat insane antics. It was Hell after all. You couldn’t really judge.

Husk was as fun as ever. Giving snarky comments but he at least listened when the night wound down and you needed a drink.

Angel Dust would joke around and tell you how awful you looked after scrubbing one of the rooms.

Vaggie didn’t say much since she knew you were friends with Charlie. She rather enjoyed your company stating you were one of the most sane sinners in the hotel.

Alastor on the other hand. Didn’t say much about you nor did he really say much about anyone. He would greet you just as anyone else. Something about him felt weirdly off.

You didn’t question it too much and just went on with your work.

“Hello Darling pleasure to be seeing you this morning!” That radio like voice echoed into the hotels kitchen. You were busy making breakfast.

Someone had to do it and it sure wasn’t gonna be Nifty. No one wants roaches in their pancakes.

“Good morning Alastor.” You answered not looking at him as you flipped the pancake. “Making up a lovely breakfast I do suppose? My mother used to make the most splendid ones in her time.” He remarked as his shadow loomed over you from behind.

“I’m sure she did. I’m not so positive mine will beat your mothers but it will beat your hunger.” Your joke was met with that signature smile as you turned around.

“Ahaha Im sure it will.” He laughed as he stepped aside to give you room. “I came to see if you were able to dust my radio tower? It has accumulated quite a bit of dust.” His question wasn’t really a question. You’d have to do it. It was your job. Though it was nice that he wasn’t demanding.

“Yes I can. I’ll just have to finish up breakfast.” You stated as you went back to cooking.

“Lovely. Oh and {Y/N}.” He cooed making you turn to look at him. His eyes turned dark and black, red static glitched around him. The room turned dark. “Don’t mess with my things.” He warned his clock eyes appearing and his smile widening.

You nodded quickly and looked around. You had seen him do this before but never to you directly. “Yes sir. I won’t.” You answered quickly and sighed with relief as he went back to normal.

“Good.” He clapped his hands together and turned away. “I’ll be back once breakfast is done.” He waved and hummed as he walked out of the kitchen.

You went back to cooking. Just forgetting about what just happened. It was best to just act like it was normal.

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With breakfast done. You headed off to do your job. Or well request in better words. You grabbed your dusting supplied and went up to Alastors radio tower.

Doing as asked you just dusted. Not moving much of his stuff just the things that needed to be moved to dust. Hopefully he wouldn’t be too mad about that.

Surely he understood if you had to move stuff to be able an do your job. If not I guess you would have to run to Charlie and hide.

While dusting two figures on his desk caught your attention.

A small deer next to a bigger one. Which resembled a doe. Apart if you just assumed he kept up with the deer aesthetic he had going.

Shrugging you dusted them and headed out of the room. Closing the door and headed down stairs to put your supplies up.

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Nifty was off cleaning somewhere. Husk and Angel Dust were chatting at the bar. Charlie had gone off with Vaggie for the night and who knows where Alastor was.

Deciding that cooking dinner sounded like a good idea you found your self in the kitchen again. Perhaps Charlie should’ve made you the chef instead. Though you just picked up both the jobs. Cleaning was easy and cooking was fun.

Humming you skimmed through a cook book. Unsure of what to cook for the night. That was until a shadow appeared behind you and Alastor appeared.

“Hello Dear!” His enthusiastic voice echoed through the kitchen causing you to turn around and look at him. “I saw you finished dusting. Thank you.” He leaned again the counter. Checking out his claws with a smile. “Need help cooking?” He questioned before looking over at you.

“Just having trouble picking what to cook for tonight.” You answered with a shrug. Making him stand up straight and clap his hands together.

“Why I know just the thing!” He snatched the cook book from you and threw it behind him. A loud thud echoed as it hit the ground.

“Hey-“ he put a finger over your mouth and laughed.

“My mother once showed me a lovely recipe for jambalaya! Who needs a flimsy old cook book when you have memory darling.” He chuckled and nudged you aside as he grabbed all the things he needed.

“I can show you it. If you wish.” He titled his head. Offering to let you in on one of his favorite things.

Something you didn’t suspect but found it rather kind of him.

“Sure. I’d love to learn it.” You agreed and stood beside him as he instructed you on things and gave insight on how to make the ‘best jambalaya you’ll ever eat.’

As he stated.

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“My mother loved cooking this. Said it was her favorite dish, yes it was.” He smiled wide. A rather genuine smile. Not like the one he always wore. He looked down at the finished dish. A sigh of content escaping his lips.

“I’m sure she was a lovely woman.” You commented grabbing a plate from the cabinet.

He didn’t answer, just hummed. The silence was rather loud. He just stood there for a moment. Lost in memory.

“She was..she really was.” Though his voice sounded rather sad he still held the smile. The never erasing smile.

His reply was late but you put some of the finished jambalaya on a plate. His tone shifting to one of excitement.

“I’m sure you’ll find it splendid.” He turned to you and titled his head. Waiting for you to take a bite.

You moved the spoon up to your mouth and took a bite. Your eyes widened and a smile spread across your face.

It tasted lovely, better than you expected.

His smile stretched further as he watched your reaction.

“Oh I knew you’d love it! It’s very splendid don’t you think? Yes yes, a rather grand recipe the best recipe!” He wrapped his arms around your shoulder. Stretching his arm out in-front of you both and curling his fingers into the palm of his hand.

“I’m sure you agree this is better than some flimsy thing from that old cook book. I can show you many other recipes my mother showed me.” He leaned into your face a smile stuck on his face.

He had never been this touchy so he must be excited.

You nodded in agreement. The idea of having someone to cook with wasn’t a bad one.

“I’d like that.” You laughed and he joined in. Laughing with you for once not feeling like he had to be towering over someone to be seen.

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So cooking together became a daily occurrence. Wether it be breakfast lunch or dinner. It didn’t matter.

He found cooking with you pleasing. You were one of the only demons he could stand in the hotels.

He slowly began to tell you more about his life. How he and his mother were close. Though it seemed he dodged the questions of his father. Never wanting to talk of him.

Which was understandable from what you could possibly piece together it seemed his dad wasn’t the best.

You decided not to push its.

“So my dear, have you considered being redeemed?” His question made you think. You were both outside looking up at the sky. Dinner was done. And everyone had went to their rooms. You on the other hand weren’t tired and Alastor didn’t have any plans for tomorrow so staying up with you didn’t bother him.

“I suppose it would be nice. Though I’m not sure I would fit in up there.” You shrugged leaning against the railing of his balcony.

He hummed and looked down. “You’re a rather charming demon belle. I don’t see why you wouldn’t fit in.” He chuckled to himself. He didn’t believe in that wacky nonsense of being redeemed.

How could a sinner go to heaven? They had chosen their path in their life time.

He learned that you had killed your husband at the time. Caught him cheating and decided to take his life as well as the other woman. You made your choice in that moment.

Dooming yourself to a life of sin. Just as he had when he committed all his murders.

Though a part of him feared the idea of redemption now. He knew he sure as hell wouldn’t be redeemed. He didn’t feel bad for his crimes. Nor did he care.

But apart of him knew you regretted your actions. You were a soul who would deserve to be redeemed if there was a way.

That scared him.

Knowing he wasn’t in control. Knowing that you could slip out of his hands.

He wasn’t being selfish with his want of keeping you. He just liked having someone around who enjoyed his company. Someone who wasn’t scared of him or only chatted with him cause they didn’t wanna be killed.

Though that is rather selfish isn’t it? Not wanting someone to succeed and be a better version of themself because you want them to stay as they are.

“I’m sure you’d fit in just swell so don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.” He flashed a smile your way. Teeth not showing this time. It seemed almost fake. You shrugged.

“I guess. I would miss everyone here though.. mainly you.” Your words hit him like a brick. He hasn’t suspected you to really truly care about him. Sure you said you two were friends but.. this meant a lot.

“Oh come now. You wouldn’t miss me once you see all the.. heavenly things up there.” He chucked. His voice sounded off and his radio effect faltered.

“Are you okay Alastor? It’s not like I’m gonna be redeemed and even if I was I would miss you. So don’t say I wouldn’t.” You were slightly annoyed at him now. Of course you’d miss him. No amount of heavenly items or ideals would ever top him and his terrible old timey jokes.

“Don’t lie. We’re in Hell why lie? You’re already here! It’s not like it’s gonna send you further down!” He seethed his claws digging into the railing.

“Alastor calm down. Why are you so upset?” You stepped closer to the demon. His ears bent back and his pupils went small. His smile crinkled and his teeth bared.

“You! You have me so confused!” He ran his hand through his hair. Closing his eyes.

“I’ve never felt like this before.. it’s all so frustrating. I’m supposed to make you scared! Don’t you fear me?” He dropped his hand and laughed. A hysteric laugh.

“Alastor..I don’t fear you.. I see you for you.. you’re an amazing friend.” You laid your hand on his shoulder. Calming him down slightly.

“I’m just here to watch these souls suffer and try to climb up only to fall into the fiery pits of failure.. but the pleasure in watching others fail isn’t fun when it comes to you.” He turned his head to look at you.

Your eyes met and for once the smile that was on his face didn’t match what was showing in his eyes.

“A part of me just wants to be with you forever. Just blissfully cooking or chatting like we are now. I’ve never had that.. I have friends but not like this.” He sighed and leaned back against the wall letting himself slide down.

You sat down beside him. Looking at the sky.

“Are those deer figures on your desk you and your mother?” You asked softly.

“Yeah..” he answered.

“They’re lovely.” You held his hand. Smiling as he squeezed yours.

“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. You can relax. I’m gonna be here with you. So stop being all sad. It doesn’t suite you.” You leaned against his shoulder. Receiving a sigh from him.

“Did I ever tell you about my first radio show appearance?” He asked after a few moments of silence.

“No I don’t believe you did.” You smiled and listened as he began the story.

[movedcoffee]

Screw it!

So I watched the pilot and I've been incredibly obsessed with this show. I've always loved it but God has it gotten so much worse after seeing this masterpiece come to life.... If you haven't seen it check out Hazbin Hotel on YouTube! It's created by Vivziepop, and it's a fucking fantastic show. But I am going to take requests for these characters!! That's right these demons will now be taking over this tiny little writing blog for awhile! I'll create a prompt list when I have a chance but I'm most comfortable for writing Angel Dust x reader, Alastor x Reader, Charlie x Reader, Sir Pentious x reader, and possibly Husk x reader. I've yet to really get a feel for the other characters yet. So please send in requests! I'm desperate!

[helluva-simper]

SO!

Based off a youtuber named Suitor LP, I got motivation to write a fanfic where reader is stronger than Alastor and puts that motherfucker back in his place. Anyhow, here's what I've got for now.

    It was calm within the hotel. There wasn't much chatter which meant all the lively ones were gone. Angel dust was gone off to his job, Nifty was getting a new needle since her old one was rusting, and Charlie and Vaggie were off to get some more supplies for the trust exercises with the help of Sir P. since he knew where all the crafty stuff was. Why do you think his airship was so flashy? 

     Alastor walked into the lobby from the dark hallway. He steps next to the bar taking a seat noticing the cat asleep on the table. Alastor slammed his hand on the table. “Uh-huh? Wha-what’cha need?” Husk asks quickly, waking up, wiping the spittal that was on his face. 

      “Good afternoon, my dear, Husker! Pour me some wine, my good sir.” Alastor said, the radio static crackling. Husk huffs standing up. Alastor's smile turns into a grin as he waits for his drink though something stops the silent peace.

    The doors swung open making the cat hiss dropping the glass. Alastor raises his eyebrows as his ears turn to the direction of the noise. An angry, short woman stomps his way. “You, no good, lousy, piece of crap!” She yells pointing fingers in his direction. “Mimzy, darling, calm down.” He says chuckling at the end. “No! You don't get to frick up my-” “CALM DOWN!” Alastor said the radio sound booming through the air till he calmed himself and Mimzy down. She breathes. 

      “How about we walk ‘n’ chat, hm?” Alastor suggests getting up from his seat. “Yeah, whatever.” Mimzy said, rolling her eyes. He turns around to Husk. He was angrily cleaning up the broken glass on the ground mumbling curse words. Alastor laughs saying, “Have me another drink ready when I get back, Kay?” The cat looks up growling before getting back to cleaning.

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Allo, got a husk angst request for ya. Can you do Husk x Reader comfort while reader is on their period?

I am so so so so sorry that this too so long to make. I swear to God writer's block is going to be the end of me. Most likely going to make a remake of this due to the fact this was just one of my late night urges so yeah. Hope you enjoy what I got. ���

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      You were sleeping peacefully in the arms of your boyfriend. His arms embracing you as his soft and comforting fur soothed you through the night. 

       You were rudely awakened by the sudden pain from your stomach. It was an annoying, constant pain making you squirm. You heard a groan making you look up. “Sorry…” You said, your expression was guilty but it also was painful. Did you eat something bad? 

       “Huh? Wha- oh… you're fine. We were gonna get up at some point anyway.” Husk says blinking slowly waking up. Ugh, it felt like something was trying to slowly kill you from the inside out. You allow your head to fall into his shoulder, nuzzling into it as you let out a whine. 

       Husk smiles softly, chuckling, raising a hand to ruffle your hair a bit. “I said it was fine.” I shake your head still buried into his shoulder. You speak into his fur, it comes out as a muffled speech. “You're gonna have to lift your head if you want me to know whatever the fuck you just said.” He said bluntly.

        You lift your head up with a frown. “My stomach hurts.” You whine throwing your head back down. Unfortunately before you could Husk sat up making you instantly sit up as well. “If it hurts that bad I could go make you something.” Husk said a hint of confusion and worry in his tone. 

         Any pain you felt when you were alive you solved with some Tylenol. Headache? Tylenol. Back pains? Tylenol. The list went on and on. But the only thing that was here in Hell was drugs. Literal vending machines full of them!

       You shake your head. “It just hurts. I don't remember eating anything bad. I think Alastor has more style than poisoning someone.” You say chuckling at the end. “Well, maybe you're hungry?” Husk suggests. You don't think that's the problem but you just nod anyway. You move the covers off of you and move back and that's when you noticed it. A huge red stain on you and Husk's clothes. 

         Your eyes widen in surprise. How was I bleeding?! Did you get hurt?! Was I… wait… shit. You groan dramatically falling backwards. “What h- holy shit. Why the hell you bleeding?!” Husk asks getting up ready to go play doctor  get the medical supplies. “No, no. Sit your ass back down. It's just- UGH!” You look up at the sky thinking, “Why does the universe hate me?” You thought that when you went to Hell these stupid monthly occurrences would go but the universe loves to just prove you wrong, doesn't it? “It's just a girl thing. Just bleeding out of vagina. Just get me an ice pack.” You say dryly. This really bummed your mood. You just wanted to snuggle into your lovely boyfriend's arms all day noooooo. You just HAD to have your period today. And on him too. Oi!

        Husk was sitting there looking dumbfounded. Probably thinking, “how the absolute hell was bleeding out of your crotch a 'normal’ thing?!” It looked like he was forcing himself to keep his mouth close.He blinked a few times, getting back to reality. “We should probably change first. Then when I'm changed I'll get it for you. Anything else?” You shake your head. You get up from the bed noticing the red stain on the bed. Great. Another thing to change. You flip off the bed gaining a soft laugh from Husk. “How about we worry about the bed later. I'll clean it up. Okay? Okay.” He said leaving no room for arguing. You nod moving a bit to allow Husk off the bed. 

        You remove your pajama shorts and underwear feeling Husk's piercing gaze. You give a smug look letting him know you know he was looking. You walk over to the bathroom, grabbing some toilet paper to clean yourself. 

         “So, you just put on that whole show just to tease me?” Husk asks, throwing you another pair of clothes. You caught them putting them on. “Who, me? I would never do such a thing.” You say innocently when you were finally in clean clothing. Husk grabbed you and gave you a noogie saying, “Come're ya lil shit.”

        Laughing, you pushed him away fixing your hair. “Bitch.” You spat with a smile. You jokingly bump into him on your way out the bathroom.  

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         You were sitting in the lobby with Husk holding a ice pack to your stomach, his head resting on your shoulder as you scrolled through the internet. Surprisingly you were early enough to see Alastor leaving as you two made it into the room, but left before allowing you to say goodbye. 

         “Thanks.” You say softly before Husk lays a soft kiss on your neck. “No problem. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.” He said, the last part being in a singy song voice.

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Husk is not a character I write often so I hope this was to your liking. Night!

[helluva-simper]

Husk requests

Well, hello my little simps. I thought to myself, “Self, we really need to get some different types of fanfics or you're just basic.” So this is what I’m doing.

                       HUSK

Name: Husk/Husker/ Dr. Facilier

Type; Some type of cat hybrid

Age: old enough

Personality: Kinda boomer-ish, alcoholic, dead inside

Color for headcanons: red and black

          Will writes and won’t writes

                   Will write : 

Lemons 

Comfort

SFW stuff

Angst

Reversed comfort

Ships (depends.)

Pretty much anything that doesn’t violate my don’t’s

                    WILL NOT write:

Smut

NSFW stuff

Miles away from the box HH ships

Stuff that doesn’t really make sense to the show

Giving requests I can’t back up with the actual character

                             In conclusion, I am open to all requests but please don’t get mad if I don’t notice your request right away. I promise I’m not ignoring you, just most likely busy or distracted

[helluva-simper]

Little update

So I am almost finished with the Stolas x reader. I just need a bit more time. Also I'm thinking about making a thing where for a whole week I just make Husk or Angel dust fanfics. Maybe have some Huskerdust, Husk or Angel x reader, or maybe them both with Y/n. I'll give it some thought. Until then, my simpers!

PS- if ya want to be tagged please ask! 😉

[deadghosy]

Hello ! I wanted to ask if you can write a Hazbin Hotel x male!reader that is like a raccon please ?

Ignore it if you don't want to write it !!

(Unconnected, but I really love your writing. You have a real talent for this)

Sure lol! I also wanted to make them have the animal spirit of a raccoon so here you go! 🦆💗

HAZBIN HOTEL X RACCOON! READER

prompt: a ex-thief wants redemption to see his family

You stole shit..like lots of it to the point even your ex-teammates calls you a raccoon for your ability to steal like crazy. So when one of your teammates killed you because of they were jealous you got so much jewelry…. You fell into hell grumbling piss at seeing your ex teammate shoot you before you died.

You dusted off your outfit to fuckin' see you are a raccoon. (You can imagine reader to be a cubby raccoon or your body type 😘) but you gotta admit it fitted you as you looked to see an ad for a hotel that talks about redemption. You didn’t wanna stay in hell any longer as you smell the flames in your snout. So you go over to the hotel.

You stay at the hotel for months, getting the trust of the hotel staff as you live there. Charlie introduces herself in her dreams to you, making you feel at least as you should help her grow in her dreams of the hotel that she’s making out of this.

So you nod, accepting your be part of the exercises she does.

You either was given a red outfit just like Charlie and vaggie or just a black fit to match your mischievous personality. 

I can see reader literally just trying to wash their hand from the sink as Charlie pick them up and helps you wash your hands thinking you can’t change heights.

Lucifer picked you up because you’re the size of a raccoon so you kind of found it funny until you grow up in size as human size. Never in his life has Lucifer dropped a person so quick as you chuckled. 

“EW A RODENT” “EW A SHORT PERSON”

There was so much silence that the silence was loud as Lucifer gave you a “that’s not nice D:” face as you shrugged.

Raccoon! Reader and penguin! Reader would be cousins 😭

Like literally these two animal readers would be those cousins trying to get a sleepover by their moms.

Angel would probably set you up to steal from Valentino…I mean shit Italians stick together☝🏾

Niffty likes to groom you if you are in your raccoon size. Don’t run, you can’t out run Niffty and her cleaning tools ‼️

I can imagine you and sir Pentious being slight mutuals as you go through peoples trash bins and just collect metal for Pentious making Pentious give you something in return.

A cute headcannon is that you sometimes stick your tongue out when drinking something other than gulping it down.

Husk had gave you some water because you were dehydrated. And this man raised an eyebrow seeing you drink it like a cautious animal. Okay so maybe husk did pet you on your head as you were too busy drinking the water.

You are a slick bastard, you would literally pick pocket people without them even knowing it. Hell, you died with a talent because of this. But it’s sometimes hard to break bad habits.

I headcannon you bit a resident that tried to pickpocket off of you. You definitely gave them rabies with your sharp teeth as they started to spazz and pass out. Leaving you just standing there like. “Did I do that…😨”

I can see raccoon! Reader just being thrown by Angel when he wanted to catch some sinner who tried to take his drugs (pilot reference) and you got on the sinners head and fuck up their face🦆

It was definitely giving “PIKACHU, I CHOOSE YOU!” 😭

Okay so I gotta admit…I headcannon raccoon! Reader to have dug in the trash bins only to get scolded by Charlie as you had a banana peel on your head

I can see raccoon reader also having the personality of rigby, but more of a mature side to it a little. If you know what character I’m talking about hit me up 😘😍

As much as you seem playful and dumb at time, you’re really smart when you wanna be smart. You literally outsmarted Alastor at chess once which made alastor’s eyes widen at you.

I deadass headcannon raccoon! Reader to have like some kinda of accent. Probably Italian, but make it heavy and attractive. 😭🦆

But like if raccoon reader is Italian imagine the secret talks you and Angel do away from the others 😭😭 just two Italian boys planning world domination

Alastor doesn’t have any options on you other than you just stealing his cane makes him pissed off.

You stole his cane for a talent show down stairs that Charlie made. You were doing comedy until this mf grabbed the scuff of your neck and forced you to give it back.😭

STOP CAUSE YOU PROBABLY GOT LOCKED IN A TRASH BIN ONCE AND IT TOOK THE WHOLE CREW TO FIND YOU IN 2 DAYS😭😭

“Ewww…welp found them Charlie!” Alastor said picking you up over his shoulder with a wide grin as he slides down the dump stash.

You are in charge of the lost and found section of the hotel as you just go in room and find shit. I mean you would love to keep them to yourself but Charlie and vaggie knew you would try to steal. So that’s why they made you in charge of lost and found.

You and Angel once went on a hot girl shopping spree..well actually Angel brought you along since you two bond very well. You two legit bought shades together while Angel dust went shopping with you behind him holding his bags.

I headcannon raccoon! Reader to have a locket of his mom in his pocket at all times because before going to bed they kiss the locket and wish their mom a good night.

Charlie learnt you liked being pet from your head to your back as it helps you sleep better. She squeaks at your rare cuteness as she hears you let out a few cute snores.

You stole from husk making him grumble looking for his wallet only to see you come back whistling holding a bunch of groceries.

“Let me guess, you stole my fuckin' wallet?” “Whattt me stole whooo?” You said with a smirk putting down the groceries for husk as he grumbles snatching his wallet from you.

Husk and you have a weird friendship dynamic. It’s like you two hate but like each other. So it’s basically frenemies

When the angel fell down and came to fight, what did you do? Bitch you stole their heaven bucks and dead angel’s weapons. If you can’t beat em, wait for them to die😍

Adam literally seen you stealing money from tel he angels and was going to kill you when he felt his pockets…HIS WALLET WAS GONE?! HOW TF DID YOU TAKE HIS WALLET?!

“THAT LITTLE THIEVING SHIT TOOK MY WALLET?!” “ BUT SIR! THAT IMPOSSIBLE?” “NO SHIT!” Adam retorts at lute as Adam grumbles seeing your figure run away

After Adam had died, you ran his pockets…😭 devious ass shit-

The hotel crew just gave you a shocked looked after you stole half of his possessions.

You and Angel dust literally just be chilling and mess with husk a lot 😭 so now husk got two Italians annoying him lmao

Sir Pentious doesn’t like you because of how you sometimes sneak into his room or lab and steal some of his stuff just so you can have a little stash of something to remember the good old days when you were alive.

Sooner or later, you had given Pentious his stuff back remembering your mom might be in heaven. You miss her cooking.

I imagine raccoon! Reader to be a mama’s boy🤨☝🏾

You’re so use to playing dead as a raccoon, as you literally played dead in front of husk and angel making them scared you actually died….yeah you told them it was a prank and they got mad to the point they locked you out of the hotel.

“GUYS! LET ME IN DAMNIT! IT WAS JUST A JOKE! FELLAS?!”