#i have to do Alastor and nifty like i need too

[that-hazbin]

I just read the stuff you wrote about the media demon AU, it gave me an idea. What if because of Alastor’s actions in pride altering the past butterfly effect-Ing out into the future Charlie never has the hotel idea. Alastor spends almost a full century waiting for her to announce the plan on the news and she never does. This culminates in alastor realizing he has to propose the idea of the hotel to Charlie. (My thought being combining ,this along with the whole situation with tracking down angel he would have to get the hotel staff together himself because him trying to make the hotel more possible made it less necessary) (Sidenote for the Sidenote why does he make deals with husk and nifty in this version? Is he just keeping them on call to invite them or the hotel?) (I really like what you wrote and I got inspired)

The idea that Alastor is the one who puts forth the idea of the hotel is actually super cute, because it implies not only does he want to support Charlie's endeavors, but he actually really liked the hotel. Like, he could easily support Charlie and keep friends with everyone without the hotel, but he missed the damned hotel! He missed being a hotelier, he missed the bar he stole from Husker's casino and installed into the lobby, he missed the group dinners and dumb trust exercises and tacky decor— he MISSED IT!

He spent the last century setting up the perfect environment for Charlie to bring it back, and if she's not going to do it, then HE WILL! Hmph.

As for Husk and Nifty, I think it wouldn't be too farfetched for Alastor to catch Husk before he goes too far with the whole "gambling people's souls away." Specifically, since Husk was an overlord that Alastor previously stalked with the intention of hunting him before deciding "nah I'll just take his soul," he actually knows enough about Husk to know the exact way in which he made his rise into an overlord. So, he knows where to find Husk, even before he rose in power. Husk, I think, while a gambler and an alcoholic, isn't completely empty of his own artistic talents. I like to think that Husk is actually pretty accomplished with parlor tricks, having worked as a magician in life. And that's what Alastor's going to target to make a deal. Husk, despite being a grump, takes pride in his work as a magician, and would definitely be happy to be recognized for it.

He's still a little sour that he didn't read his contract before signing it, though, because Alastor put a limit on his drinking and gambling. Not sour enough to hate Alastor, not like before, but still. He will, at times, think about wringing the guy's neck.

Nifty, however, I see having absolutely no changes from the previous timeline. My HC has always been that Nifty just showed up one day, trying to clean Alastor's house that she broke into, and he decided "alright I'm keeping her." He doesn't even need her soul, really.

[orphicrose]

Hii, if possible could I please get some fluff headcanons for husk x fem!reader please?? Just every day basic stuff or relationship themes if that makes sense ahah thank youuu!! <3

Husk x Fem!Reader Headcannons

Summary : headcannons of how husk would treat you before and during your relationship

Warnings ! ! Fluff

Note : I'm sorry this took a lifetime for me to write, so i did as much as i could think of to make up for it. Thank you for the request!

--------------------------------------------------------------Before the relationship

When he first meets you, he is as typically standoffish as you'd assume he is with everyone. But as time goes on you notice small things he will do differently for you.

Once he overheard you and angel talking about mundane things on the sofa by the fire, cocktails in hand, "I remember partying when I was alive, getting a fancy straw with loops and bright colours. I miss simple things like that, you know?" was all he needed to hear before buying a new shipment of unique straws every month.

He stopped sliding drinks to you at the bar, he'd hand them to you so he could catch a glimpse of yours grazing his fingers.

As time went on, you started to notice how his voice wasn't as gravely as you remembered. Maybe it was just you?

You didn't notice the switch, it just felt normal for you two to be sweet on one another eventually.

He confessed one evening with a magic trick, pulling a bouquet of red spider lilies from your ears and handing them to you. "Alastor had spare tickets to an overlord opera, I guess you could tag along if you wanted to. I'm not asking you out though."

You went, and it ended in a sweet kiss at your bedroom door, and him skipping down the hallway to end the night.

During the relationship

even though you're official, you still have to work for his trust. He's a bruised guy, so its not easy

He gets night terrors frequently, and you've found a spot between his ears that sooths him without him even realizing.

He's very good at Dutch braids, and will do them on you every night after a shower. But he demands you comb his ears in return.

He has a very traditional view of a relationship, and not in the way you think. He believes in being a gentleman, he will open every door for you, he will put his hand on your back when in crowds, he will pull a chair out for you.

Since you started dating, he tried his very best to smell amazing. He asks you about bathing products and colognes that you like, and uses them frequently to hide the scent of whiskey and cigars.

He cut back on his drinking, but not on purpose

He accompanies you and angel when you hit the clubs, and will just sit in the corner and let you have fun.

Though, he has learned not to drink too much as he's noticed you're a liability when intoxicated, and frequently will cry out for him.

This has naturally helped him cut back.

Every morning he asks you to tie his bow, even though he is fully capable.

He also has a huge collection of suspenders, and loves it when you choose which ones he should wear.

He will play the piano for you whenever you ask

He learned how to cook for you from Alastor, and will wake you up occasionally with eggs and coffee.

He's even started making them into little hearts, though they are terrible.

He has lightened up with everyone around the hotel since you started dating, and hasn't yelled at Angel or Alastor in quite some time. You even caught him playing uno with Nifty once.

However, he has become 10x more hostile with random sinners on the street, even more so when you're next to him.

[ryan-is-a-god]

Finished version here

FINALLLY FREEDOM TO DRAW ALASTOR IN A DRESS!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA

I will post this later (I want to clean up the lighting and my laptop died on me : ( like so rude!)

Here's a pic I took earlier working on it:

[alastor-simp]

Alastor x Reader - Sleeping On His Lap

Here is my attempt at a Alastor x reader fanfiction. Took me awhile to kinda get into his character so please don't be mad if Alastor seems a bit off. Enjoy!

Sigh, it was another eventful day at the Happy Hotel, or Hazbin Hotel as it was now called as a certain deer demon decided to change the name. You had spent all day doing certain tasks around the hotel such as helping Charlie create posters for the hotel, clean the rooms with Nifty, break up the brawl between Vaggie and Angel Dust as he had pissed her off one too many times and organize the bar for Husk as he was passed out drunk. You could have refused to do these things, but you enjoyed helping people, so it made it all worth it.

You had started working at the hotel after you had saw Charlie singing on the 666 news about the hotel and redeeming demons, only for her idea to be made a laughing stock upon everyone who watched the broadcast. You actually had mixed feelings about the whole redeeming thing, seeing as you weren't sure if someone like you could be sent to heaven, despite not being a very big criminal during your time when you were alive, but apparently doing a little shoplifting is enough to send you a one way ticket to hell. Charlie's words did inspire you a little bit, so even if you felt that you couldn't be redeemed, others probably had a better chance, so you decided to head to the hotel and ask for a job after the broadcast was cut off from the brawl with Charlie and Katie Killjoy. You were hired in a split second and immediately pulled into a bear hug by Charlie, and then introduced you to the others.

Back to the present, you began to feel extremely exhausted from moving around everywhere, so you headed over to one of the rooms with the long couches so you could take a rest. Heading into one of the rooms, you peeped around and saw that no one was there, which made it better as you really needed some peace and quiet. Heaving a deep sigh, you sat down on the couch, turning and falling back, as you laid your body down, with your head facing the front of the couch. "What a long day", thinking to yourself as your eyes slowly began to close and you were lulled into a deep sleep.

**2 Hours Later**

As you were sleeping, you felt the sensation of someone petting your head, the soothing feeling had awoken you a bit, but you quickly fell back asleep at the warm touch. You could feel that you were holding something in your dreams, and you assumed it was one of the pillows on the couch, so you brought it closer to your face and nuzzled it. "Mm, smells nice ", as the scent from the pillow was making you more relaxed, as it reminded you of a being in the middle of a deep forest. After sleeping for 30 more minutes, you slowly began to open your eyes, and try to make out what was in front of you. Expecting to see a pillow, you saw red stripes in front of you, "Huh?" As you were still trying to make out what was in front of you, a loud voice interrupted your thoughts: "Ah, awake now are we?", said a static voice above you. Eyes opening wide, you looked up from your position and saw Alastor staring down at you with his trademark smile. Slowly, you began to piece together that you were laying on his lap, and nuzzled into his chest as you were sleeping. "AHHHH", jumping up from your position, you rolled off his lap, and your body fell to the ground as you stared at Alastor in shock, as he continued to look at you with his glowing eyes, amused at your reaction. "Um, h-how long was I sleeping on your lap?", you softly asked, as your face was red, but your eyes were showing fear, as you remembered that Alastor did not like to be touch, and you happened to hug him in your sleep. "HAHA, For quite a while, darling. It was a very busy day, I assume?", Alastor said as he placed his arm on the armrest of the couch, and his hand against his cheek, smiling even wider.

Nodding your head, you slowly got up from your position, and started apologizing to Alastor, eyes aiming towards the ground and fingers twiddling together. Alastor raised an eyebrow and wondered why you were apologizing, to which you answered that you had hugged him in your sleep, and that he made it very aware that he did not enjoy physical contact from someone unless he initiated it, feeling extremely bad if you made him uncomfortable. Listening to you, Alastor's smile relaxed to a small grin as he looked at you with gentle eyes. He did admit that he was not use to being touch by others, and was quite surprised from the sleep hug, but he didn't detest it as much coming from you, which boggled his mind completely. It must be due to your kind and innocent nature that made him react different around you, as he was used to more of the common riff raff being terrified of him or trying to battle in a turf war, but how you were with him, made his black heart melt.

Feeling that Alastor was upset as he didn't respond to your apology, you quickly excused yourself and began to head over to the door to leave. A loud SNAP was heard and before you knew it, you had been teleported back on to the couch, this time being seated on Alastors lap. "A-Al, what are you doing?!", your face began to become as red as his hair, while your eyes stared at Alastor in shock. Smiling at you, Alastor moved his hand to your chin and tilted your face up: "There is no need to apologize, darling. If I had been upset about you hugging me, you possibly w̩͉͍̱̍̂̉̊o̫̼̐̎̋͜u͚͌l̳̓d̠͉̗͋̔͞'̼̳̣̼͊̏̾̾t͜͝ ͕̱͐͠ḇ̅e̙͗ ͍͓͔̱͍͛̔͌͘͞a̝̜̘̎́͒ḽ͒í̱̙̈́v̧̌e̠͠ ̢̹̜́́̈̀ͅr̲͇̳̅̽͌i̩͈̒̅ĝ̲̦̎ẖ̛̳̲͙̀͌̽͘ͅt͉̅ ͖̞͍̞́̋͛͛ň͚̫̦́͂̿͟o̱͌w̡̕" he said, as his eyes flashed for a second into radio dials. "However! I am not opposed to be touched by you. So no need to apologize, my dear.", Alastor said as he continued to smile at you widely, but his glowing eyes were looking at you softly, letting you know that he was not angry with you. Feeling shy, you turned your head away from Alastor, muttering a soft okay, as your heart was beating rapidly. "Smile my dear!" Alastor said as he moved his hand from your chin to your cheek, to have you look at him again. Baring through the embarrassing situation, you gave Al a small smile, which pleased him. "You always over do it, darling. While Charlie and I appreciate your efforts at helping the hotel, it does no good to work yourself to the point of fatigue. If you are ever feeling exhausted and need a break, don't be hesitant to come find me, as my radio tower is open to you. Understand, my dear?" said Alastor, as he leaned closer towards you, making you flustered again.

Nodding your head was enough to let Alastor knew you understood as he chuckled, while sliding you off his lap, and as he stood up from the couch. "Now then, we should probably head back to the lobby before the others get worried about our lack of presence.", He said, as he straighten his coat out, while turning towards you, extending his hand out for you to take it. "Yeah we should", as you grabbed his hand, and made your way with him back to the lobby. You were still trying to process what just happened between you and Alastor, but you feel like you both have become much closer then before, and you didn't mind it one bit.

[nicoliine]

About the times when Alastor touched you and when he expected you to do it back.

☆彡 How in the world does the radio demon, who doesn't really like physical contact, end up looking for any excuse to have his hands on you?

 ☆ Reader is g/n; no pronouns or y/n are used.

☆ Warnings: not really. Does a mental breakdown count as a warning? Alastor is a warning itself yk.

☆ English isn't my first language, so if there's any mistake I sorry-

 

You noticed that Alastor didn't like people's proximity when you first arrived at the hotel and he didn't even try to shake your hand. There, with your hand on the air, you stand waiting for his shake as you observe his ramblings about a whole different subject—not that you mind about all the weird souls that can be met in hell—watching him around the other hotel staff, you confirm it.

 

After a couple of days in the hotel and witnessing his power display, you made a mental note to not mess with him. That being said, you didn't really want to touch him.

You were a very touchy person, content to hug Pentious when you first saw him around in the morning or cuddle on the couch with Angel before he started to make a lewd comment about his job and you just ended up leaving him alone. Nifty seemed to enjoy being all over you, sitting on your shoulders while you were reading or just playing with your hair.

 

Another one who was happy about your touchy personality was Charlie, but she is just happy about everything.

 ☆◦•◦☆

It started a month from your arrival.

Alastor, being a self-proclaimed gentleman, didn't seem to be aware of your not touching Alastor rule, he started holding the door open for you then creating a shadow to lift up that heavy box that you needed to move, and you ended up—it was hard for you—just trying to move up your body away so you didn't end up too close to him, but he seemed to love your personal space so much.

 

One time, you were in the hallway, not really aware of your surroundings, until you felt an arm around your shoulders. When you heard his static voice, you froze on your steps, slowly turning your head to see him there, standing with that so-known smile of his. When he started to walk, still holding you, talking about that great idea for the hotel, you just couldn't pay so much attention. Your mind is running on thoughts about his proximity.

This wasn't the only time he ended up having you close to him; being honest, it seems to have a personal liking to your presence. You doubt he was like that before your arrival (as you already spoke with Charlie about it), but he could be found anywhere you were. If you ended up helping fix the balcony fence, he was there behind you—you're glad he's at least silent—or when you are in the bar just scrolling through your phone and he is watching you from the other side of the room, not wanting to be near your technology artifacts, is he just trying to drive you mad? Even though that look of his seems to be asking for something you don't know, you won't ask what it is. Just wait to see how it goes.

 

His touch soon became more frequent. You often end up with your own theory that it's something involuntary, like something he doesn't even notice by the way it feels, like deep in the end he just wants to be touched but don't know how to ask for it. But with that demon, nothing is sure; everything he does used to be planned. That's why you found yourself confused and don't want to test your luck.

 

When you are in the lobby in the middle of one of Charlie's activities and his arm ends up holding you by his side.

Or when he just kisses the back of your hand every time you first see him in the morning and every time he leaves, no exceptions, that confusing look of his is always there.

Just about that, your hands—he often takes your hands. While you are in the kitchen and waiting for the pasta on the stove, one of your hands is resting on the counter as you hold a recipe book, reading the next steps. He's by your side the whole time; one of his hands takes your free hand, making you pause your reading and look at him in surprise for the sudden action. He says nothing, and both of you are standing there in silence until you have to go back to cook. However, he doesn't seem to want to let you go yet because he will follow you as you move around the kitchen.

 

From them, it seems that everyone is aware of this weird Alastor thing.

Nobody talks about it though—you are surprised as they have stayed out of the subject, just making silent bets about the cause of this behavior of his—but you know it wouldn't take long for someone to talk about it.

 

 ☆◦•◦☆

The last time he put his hands on you, you were scared. So much has passed since the last time you felt this way. Anxious and terrified, everything around you was spinning; you had to run away from the hotel activities all day.

When Alastor found you in your room, you were a mess, all your stuff scattered around the room. You saw him from your seat in a corner on the other side of the room; the only candle in the nightstand seemed to be dead soon. He just stood there in front of you; you didn't even try to look up at him, just his shoes. You can tell so much about someone else by his shoes; his shoes seemed almost perfectly clean even after destroying his enemies. He's such a collected person that it scares you.

 

"Why, dear, would you look at me?" Alastor surely doesn't enjoy being ignored; you know that. You just couldn't find the strength to move when he spoke to you. It passed almost 5 minutes before you turned your head up, and he was so patient with you the whole time. "What is that troubling your mind, dear?"

 

You didn't respond right away; you're not sure how much time passed until you did it.

 

"It's just... everything." Your hands run around your face as you try not to have an attack right away in front of him. "I'm so scared, Alastor."

 

He just smiled; nothing was said; he didn't even try to touch your shoulder or hold you; he just smiled with that now so common smile of his, —you could swear it was the biggest smile you had seen on his face —one of his arms extended to you.

You have no idea why you did what you did; maybe he asked you directly, or you imagined it all, or his eyes showed what he wanted, or the candle in your room was one of Angel's drugs, or you just simply had a death wish. You don't know.

But you hugged him—just a hug—so hard that you could break his bones. When you took conscience about what you were doing, you tried to back down, not knowing how he could react to your contact.

But he didn't let you; his arm took you by the waist, and his staff was forgotten on the ground when he held your head against his shoulder.

 

You now understand why he always touched you. While you hands grabbed fists of his coat, he held you so tight, like it wasn't enough, and you just needed to be closer to him forever; he didn't want anything else.

So he did, he didn't let you go for a single moment that night; even when you were in bed, he held your hand the whole time. He just let you go the next morning when Vaggie insisted he needed to go do his job, even so he wouldn't forget to kiss your hand before he left. The ghost of his touch accompanied you all the time; it was like your body grew so used to his presence and his touch that you could feel it as a part of you.

Touch Starved! Alastor folks!!! Alastor is such an interesting character to write! I want ro respect him so bad.

Likes and reblogs are appreciated 💞

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

Selfish - Alastor x Reader Oneshot

You face-planted on your bed, what semblance of energy you had left disintegrating and blowing away in the wind.

Today was too long a day.

Charlie needed some comfort after seeing the news roast the hotel again.

Vaggie needed to be calmed down because everyone got on her nerves.

Angel Dust needed a good hug and reassurance that he was worth something.

Husk had drank too much and threw the empty bottle at you when said as much. (He apologized afterward and the guilt made it easier for you to usher him to bed)

Lucifer was disassociating hardcore and you had to walk him through basic selfcare.

Nifty....Was Nifty.

Not that you minded that they needed different help here and there. Everyone needed a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen to. And as far as you were concerned, it really was the least you can do. You couldn't fix their problems, but you can carry some of the load for them. That was...something, right?

A knock on the door made you grimace. Masking your agitation with a neutral expression, you opened your door to see none other than the Radio Demon himself.

He grinned down at you, his arms crossed behind his back, his posture straight, his clothes smooth and unwrinkled.

But...his grin seemed a bit strained, at the corners.

Alastor was difficult to comfort as he insisted he didn't have emotions anyway. And he hated to be touched. And his favorite food was raw venison or demon meat. So most of your techniques didn't have much ground.

However, he did love to laugh. So when he needed it, you would often play the role of a clown.

You leaned against the doorframe, crossing your arms across your chest and looked up at him with an exaggerated grin.

"Whazzzzah?" You said, intentionally making your voice nasally and high pitched.

Alastor picked you up like a suitcase and carried you back to your bed, sitting you down on the edge of it and kneeling in front of you. His expression didn't change as his eyes flicked over you.

You swallowed thickly. "Er...What bees the ups my dudes?"

No change in expression. No confusion, no mild irritation.

You started to get fidgety. Maybe you needed some new material? You like doing the funny voices and the purposely incorrect grammar, but if he was sick of it it'd be-

You train of through abruptly derailed as Alastor's hand came up to cradle your face. The other one brushing some of your hair out of your eyes. One claw lightly grazed your skin and you winced.

"So Husker's little fit did hurt you, hm?" He said, pressing the pad of his thumb against a spot typically hidden by your bangs - now adorned with a partially scabbed-over cut.

You winced again "What're you talking about?"

"Oh, my dear. I heard what happened between the two of you. The drunkard got a bit too brash and ended up hurting you."

You sighed "It was an accident."

Alastor's eyes narrowed "Ah yes, it's always an accident with you."

You met his glare "What do you mean by that?"

The Radio Demon waved his hand, materializing some first-aid equipment. He didn't even let you know when he applied some antiseptic to your cut making you hiss through gritted teeth.

"A little heads up would've been nice!"

"An accident, my dear."

You deflated immediately "Ah. Okay, sorry-"

"Thank you for proving my point." He cut you off, a slight growl to his voice. Alastor slapped a bandage over your wound and pulled back, glaring at you intently.

"Huh?"

He rolled his eyes "Everything everyone ever hurts you with is an 'accident' to you. No one ever means to hurt you."

You scowled "Husk didn't mean to hurt me!"

"You're allowed to be mad you know." He huffed "Even if it was an 'accident', you could be mad he threw a fucking glass bottle at you!"

"He didn't mean to." You insisted.

"And Charlie didn't mean to dump all her woes on you, and Vaggie didn't mean to make you play peacemaker, and Angel Dust didn't need you to be a therapist. And Lucifer didn't need you to play nurse. And nifty...." he trailed off, unsure how to categorize your helping Nifty today. He shook it off and met your eyes. You glared back at him and pushed him away.

"No! None of them meant to! I chose to-"

"Would it really kill you to be selfish once in a while?" He said, tilting his head. Red eyes narrowed as his ears pinned back on his head.

"Firstly, i'm already dead. Secondly, I'm always selfish!"

"Give me an example."

"WELL, Mister Everything-Is-My-Business, I slept in to like, noon, yesterday-!"

"Because you spent all night listening to Vagatha."

"-and yesterday I ate the last of the spaghetti-!"

"From the meal you skipped while you helped Nifty hunt bugs."

"I hid in my room all day-!"

"Due to everyone not paying any attention to your immense discomfort at their ruckus."

"...You're dumb." You said, crossing your arms across your chest. Alastor rolled his eyes and pushed you down so you were lying on your bed. His hands were on either side of your head as he leered over you.

"Despite doing nothing but listening to everyone's endless ramblings all day, you're immediate reaction upon seeing me is to play jester and make me feel better."

"You looked upset." You said.

Alastor sighed "Exactly your problem, my dear." He moved away so he wasn't pinning you to your bed, calmly removing his monocle to clean it before gingerly placing it back onto his face.

You rolled onto your side to watched him. "...I don't think it's a problem to care."

"It is a problem to care too much."

"Well, you don't care enough so I guess we even eachother out."

Alastor hummed, looking away from you. You bit your lip. Maybe...you pushed that too far? You never really held back the sass with Alastor, but he was already irritated....

"Ask me for something." He said.

"Eh?"

He snorted, ears flopping in agitation "As you said, you care too much, i care too little. So now we'll do this: you care less about what I want and you care more about what you want."

You blinked, confused "....That's. Oddly sweet of you?"

Alastor snorted in response, still locked in a staring contest with the opposite wall. There seemed to be a bit of red creeping up the sides of his face.... Now was he turning red because he was mad or because he was....flustered?

"So. Can i ask you for anything?"

"Within reason."

"....Can I get a hug?"

The record scratch was audible.

"You have the Radio Demon offering you to do a favor for nothing in return, and you ask for a hug?"

"That's what I want?" You said, snuggling underneath your duvet. "Don't worry about it if you don't wanna-"

"Oh for the LOVE OF!" Alastor cut himself off, grumbling something under his breath that did not sound as jovial as his permanent grin may imply.

The man briefly disappeared into a puff of shadows before reappearing under the duvet with you, wrapping his arms around you and pressing your head into his chest.

You laughed. "Was it that hard to just lift the blanket?"

"Quiet, you." Alastor muttered into your hair. You sighed contently, snuggling closer to him.

"Can I hug you back?"

He tensed up next to you, so you dropped it. Despite his insistence on you being selfish, he didn't push you any further. Instead relaxing more as you made no move to hold him.

"Thanks, Alastor. I'm gonna drift off, so you can head out if ya want." You mumbled into his shirt.

"We'll see."

You didn't bother trying to fight sleep, letting the exhaustion of the day catch up with you and your troubles drift away as you listened to the Radio Demon's heart.

Alastor was still there when you woke up, but don't you dare mention it.

[deadghosy]

I was wondering if you could do a miniso penguin reader being a delivery boy for all of hell (mostly hazbin)

I JUST LOOKED IT UP AND OMGGGG ITS SO CUTEEE🦆💗🦆 AND YES I WILL! THANK YOU MY GHOST

HAZBIN HOTEL X PENGUIN! READER

prompt: you deliver mail all over hell, but mostly to your favorite place!

Okay starters off….you definitely get petted by the sinners who walk by you. Like you are so adorable!

I headcannon that you have a magic barrier that activates when you are in danger. Like say for example, a sinner tried to stab and mug but a bubble appears around you as you quack and roll away.

But like…you are the most known person in hell. YOU COULD BE WALKING AND GIVING MAIL AND IMMEDIATELY- “Hey [reader]!”

Yeah you’re quite known🦆🔥

The overlords love you! Carmilla adores you as you help her move her things around with her supplies of angelic metal. And Alastor….he joked about eating you up because of how cute you are..you definitely hide behind carmilla as she glared at him.

Alastor said sorry as he buys you ice cream for scaring you. (Charlie made him do it after carmilla snitched on him)

The most place you love giving mail to is the hazbin hotel! You like it there as you always get greeted by the people there gently. Charlie would pet you as she gushes how cute you are and how you should’ve been an angel.

Husk just pokes at your chubby and cute body as you quack and rub your face in his leg. You are the size of a penguin so guess how small you are 😭💗

You and fat nuggets are best friends, dead ass you both speak animal to each other and just gossip… “quack…” “oink oink..” “QUACK?!” You yelled pointing to Alastor as fat nuggets nodded seriously. Angel tried to record it but he just couldn’t help but laugh

Lucifer loves you! Like at first he would just watch you around hell secretly as he didn’t want to scare you off too easy. But soon he felt over protective at how pure and nice you are to other sinners and hell born

I headcannon every time it’s extermination, you would be forced to be at the hotel as you bake cookies to past the time helping Charlie and the other feel less stress as the angels kill the sinners.  

“So like…do you lay eggs or somethin'?” Angel asked looking at the egg boiz under you as they are sound asleep. You just stay there like a mama penguin as you shrugged.

“[READER] I CHOSE YOU!” Vaggie yells as you waddle to a person and hug them in need. Its funny to imagine you being used a Pokémon who’s only attack is “HUG SURPRISE!”

I headcannon you to use a rolling attack. LIKE FOR EXAMPLE, you are getting chased so you roll like a ball and BOWLING BALL THEY ASS! STRIKEEE‼️‼️

You have a room in the hotel, it’s just you don’t stay there often. But the other would loved if you stayed at the hotel with them as they find you lovely to around. Like imagine how cool it is to be tired from delivering mail all day just to go to the hotel and see your own room.

Immediately passing out in the soft bed😭🦆

I imagine you walking, more like waddling and the egg boiz just copy your waddling as they are still baby chickens in eggs.

Velvette definitely has you go to her section of the vee tower so you can wear those cute sailor boy outfits 😭 like imagine how cute that is….

Sir Pentious and nifty love you also as they find you adorable. The egg boiz love you, and nifty….she just finds you interesting how every sinner knows who you are and wants to be your best friend.

I can see you being sick and not coming to deliver mail to the hotel, and immediately you wake up sniffling as you waddle to your door to see a bunch of gift baskets as you quack surprised at all those candies and get better cards….man you are loved

[animeshotsh]

Not the baby!! | Various x Kid!Reader |

Summary: You manage to enter Alastor's shield and now the Angels wants to attack you.

Warnings: off canon events - canon violence - our kid!reader its not a fighter TwT - Part of the family series - grammar mistakes

You managed to enter Alastor's shield just when it almost closed up. You knew you should not be in here, but you wanted to help you new big sister and help your Uncle and Friends!!

Of course it ended badly.

The first to notice you was Angel who got you using one hand then shooting the Angels.

"What are you doing here (Y/N)?" Angel asked desesperated getting a curious look from Husk.

"Why its Lucifer's kid here?" He shelled this getting the attention of other Angels now.

"(Y/N)?" Charlie called over with a worried tone seeing you.

"Hi Sis!!" You waved completly ignoring the upcoming Angels.

~☆~☆~☆~

Lucifer was losing his cool. He knew he should have been more careful when he told you about what was going to happen at the Hotel. He should had tought better, now you were there, trapped.

"Dont worry (Y/N) im going" he silently said wings flying quickly for you

~☆~☆~☆~

Once Adam broke down the shield Alastor was down there ready to fight him off. The problem was, you were there too. Because Angel tought the best protector for you would be him.

"(Y/N) you should move away form here" Alastor said softly making his shadow tentacle reach you to pull you away from him and Adam. "But Uncle I wanna help"

~☆~☆~☆~☆

Saddly Alastor had lost against Adam who now had you by the leg taunting you.

"Is this the failure we missed? You seem to have made some shit Friends in here, who lets a kid fight?" He asked himself only to get a bite from you as you jerked your body.

"Fuck you"

"You are going to die you little bitch" Adam responded letting you go from the high air. Tears fell down your eyes as you saw him also destroying Sir.Pentious's ship.

"I got you!!" You were suddendly in Vaggies arms who held you protective in the air.

"Vaggie watch out!!" You tried to warn her seeing another Angel coming towards her.

~☆~☆~☆~☆

Everything seemed lost. Charlie had tried to fight off Adam but could not do it. She was now hugging you, keeping you behind her with angry eyes towards the first Man.

"And now-"

A single punch was all it needed to send him flying away.

"DAD!!" Charlie and you screamed seeing the flying form of Lucifer.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~

"Oh my precious kids!!" Lucifer said once the battle ended, Adam being killed by Nifty at the end. "Never do something like that again" your dad said to you hugging you and almost crushing you.

"Im sorry dad, I wanted to help"

"Let the adults do the work kid"

~☆~☆~☆~☆

As the hotel was re made you wondered where Alastor was. Sure he could not be dead, right?

Right?

"Did you miss me little one?" A very distinct voice asked

"UNCLE!!" In a flash you were in his arms, your own tiny ones around his neck. "I thought you were dead"

Alastor eye twitched for a moment then smiled softly "it takes more than that to kill me, my kid"

"PUT MY KID DOWN, ALASTOR" a very jealous Lucifer screamed looking at him.

"Can we go to Rosie's restaurant later?"

"Yes"

"NO, you are grounded"

~☆~☆~☆~☆

"Ahh.....fuck" you cursed getting a suprised look from everyone.

"What?....im a Demon too" You said getting a laught from Angel

[bella-goths-wife]

So if Alastor made a deal with Vs pet before going missing for 7 years how would she be at the hotel?

What would have happened if alastor made a deal with Vs pet before leaving

Warnings: obsession, bad foreshadowing, violence?

In all honestly, if alastor had ran into you again before disappearing he would have made a deal with you

You intrigued him in a way that he hadn’t felt in years, the familiarity he felt towards you almost made him nostalgic

But let’s say he did offer you a deal on the day you met

It would be something similar to your deal with vox, your soul in exchange for food, water, shelter and protection

He’d give you a small cottage away from the city and close to the cannibal colonies, somewhere where you could live without the worry of being hurt or killed

Your fridge would always be stocked with food every week and you had all the things you could need in the cottage with you

Now you expected there to be a huge workload after you found out what a prominent demon alastor was, but all you had to really do was be his assistant and help him with his broadcasts

You were his assistant for a few weeks before he disappeared and suddenly you were alone again

You were still taken care of in the essential ways, your always had food and water in your little cottage and Rosie checked up on the cottage once a week to make sure you were still alive and safe

But you were lonely, so you started to help out Rosie in the cannibal colony every now and again

And you continued like that for seven years, until alastor finally returned

Rosie had let you know about his return and warned you that he would call on you soon and not to ask him to many questions

It was whiplash for you, one minute you were making some tea in the kitchen and the next you were standing in the hotel lobby with a look of shock

Alastor introduced you to everyone and informed you that you’d be staying at the hotel with him to help Charlie with her vision

You were mainly there to help alastor and be his entertainment, but you did help nifty with chores and even cooked meals for everyone

Charlie was ecstatic to have a younger soul with them and claimed that you’d be perfect for redemption

Her girlfriend, vaggie, on the other hand was extremely cautious around you since you were associated with alastor

Husk knew of you from whispers from some of the other souls alastor owned

At first he pitied you since he knew what it was like to be leashed by alastor, and then he saw how much alastor favoured you and treated you much nicer than he treated any of his other souls

Husk couldn’t help but feel bitter of the fact that he was in a much worse situation than you, but he eventually grew to like you since he understood you were practically a kid compared to him and he wouldn’t wish his fate on anyone

You and angel wouldn’t be as close as you were if you were the Vs pet, but you’d both still be friends

Alastor wouldn’t be fond of sharing you with the rest of the hotel since you were there to be his entertainment, but when he made comments about it and gave you an unnecessary workload he got a very harsh scolding from Rosie

I believe that alastor would become like a mentor to you, almost fatherly but not too much

It’s canon that alastor would be a terrible father but a great mentor so I could see him teaching you how to use your power to its full extent and he’d like combining your powers together

I like to imagine that when you and alastor combine your abilities then it would start off as a 1920s jazz music sound and would contain techno beats when you join in

Your relationship with alastor would be almost parallel to yours and vox if you were the Vs pet

It would be less cruel and you’d be much happier, but there would still be a hint of obsession in the relationship

Alastor would definitely be somewhat possessive of you in a certain way, the same way a male deer is protective of its children

He’d like getting to know you and finding out what the connection was between you to

The Vs would absolutely despise you since you were associated with alastor and the first time they met you was through one of Vox and alastors fights

So overall I think you’d be much happier and safer with alastor but that doesn’t exclude you from still feeling like a pet

But at least with this path, you’d have a chance at redemption for you

That’s if alastor didn’t drag you back from the pearly gates by a leash

———————————————————————

“And this little dear is my darling assistant” is the first thing you hear as your pulled from the shadows, you could recognise that voice anywhere.

One minute you were stood in your lovely kitchen and now your stood trying to take in what seems to be a hotel.

You try and hide your surprise as you turn to find your owners crazed grin staring down at you.

“What am I doing here alastor?” You question with a confused tone. You know you shouldn’t question him, Rosie had warned you against it, but you couldn’t help your curiosity “where have you been?”

Alastors eye twitches in what seems to be irritation as he stares down at you, you could see a cat demon behind alastor wince in what looked like fear before alastor wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

“Nevermind that, my little doe” alastor says with an over exaggerated laugh “I’ve brought you here because Charlie here has an idea to redeem demons, truly laughable I know but I’ve taken it upon myself to help her achieve this pipe dream”

Alastor laughed with radio static as a background before turning you to look at him once again.

“And I knew I wouldn’t be able to do it without my dearest little fawn” alastor said with a grin as his claws pinched your cheek in what could be seen as threatening or playful, you gave up guessing a long time ago “so from now on you’ll be staying here and helping me with this hotel, okay dear?”

You simply nodded at his question, knowing you had no grounds to refuse your owner. You had to play the loyal pet once again.

“Perfect” alastor said with pep in his tone as he let go of you and face you in the direction of the bar “now run along and get to know the others while I talk with Charlie about your rooming arrangements, I’ll call you back when I need you”

You nodded as you begin walking to the bar and you take a seat next to an extremely tall spider man who eyes you with curiosity. You’re in front of the cat demon from earlier who also regards you with intrigue.

“Hi” you say almost shyly as your ears remain pinned against your head, you hadn’t talked to someone other than Rosie or alastor since you made your deal and this entire experience was outside your comfort zone.

“Heya toots” the spider demon spoke unsurely as he looked down at you “where’s smiles been keepin’ you then?”

“Hm?” You make a questioning sound as your head tilts in a confused manner

“He means he’s not seen you around, no one has” the cat demon clarifies with a gruff tone “it’s weird for alastor not to cash in on a favour from his souls, angel here wants to know where alastors been keepin’ you”

“Oh” you say with a confused look “I don’t think he’s kept me hidden exactly”

“Well I only heard about you through whispers, but I assumed it was just rumours” husk responds gruffly “no one knew alastor had an assistant until a few days ago when he mentioned bringing you here”

“Didn’t think smiles had it in him” the spider, angel, comments before looking you up and down “your a bit young for him though, don’t ya think husk”

Husk nods cautiously as he takes in your appearance, you couldn’t have been been more than eighteen.

“It’s not like that” you assure with a mildly disturbed face at the thought of the insinuation

“Than what are you to smiles toots?” Angel asked curiously “because he certainly seemed fond of you”

You think for a moment on how to explain your connection with alastor before speaking cautiously

“Well, I’m his-“ you were about to answer but alastors call interrupted you.

“My dear” alastor called for you “don’t you think it’s time you and I set up for a broadcast”

You nod as you abandon the two demons to walk beside alastor on his way to his radio station, like a loyal mutt being called back into the house.

“I think it’s time I show that pesky TV that radio still lives” alastor comments as he puts his hand on your shoulder and guides you “and with my perfect little assistant, I’m sure my broadcast will be as great as ever”

[scoutswritingcorner]

I love Cat Alastor!! would you do one where Alastor and The cat are forced to spend time together after being left alone when Reader has to do errands.

Supply Run

Platonic Cat Alastor x Reader Ft Alastor x Reader

TW:Alastor not liking Cat Alastor. 

A/N: YES BIG BRAIN ANON- BIG BRAIN!! Also I hope you like it, it got chaotic.

You picked up Catastor for what felt like the 30th time today as you tried to leave to go get some errands done. It’s not that you didn’t want to leave him in the hotel but last time he went with you he ate three random sinners who looked at you for too long. Loud radio static echoed through the halls as you walked back to your room, Catastor tucked in your arms as he tried to swat your hands away. He knew what you were doing and he hated it as much as you did.

Rounding the hallway and entering your room, you plopped the cat onto your bed. “Listen here, I know you want to come with me but you can’t..please just stay here? I’ll be back before you know it.” You crouched down, getting down onto his eye level causing him to growl before carefully pawing at your nose in protest before he jumped off the bed and walked to the door, you sighed and sat down. You really had to get those errands done today. As you listened to the radio playing in the background an idea popped into your head, your husband wasn’t as busy as he usually was. He could watch over this little cat.

You picked Catastor up and exited your room, walking to where you knew you would find your husband. “Alastor~ My darling buck~” You called out entering the foyer watching as he looked up at you, his ears swiveling towards your voice. “Yes, Dear?~” He hummed watching you walk over, placing your little bodyguard onto his lap as loud static erupted throughout the foyer making his smile tighten. “Dearest..why are you putting your..bodyguard on my lap?” He asked, voice strained as he held his arms up glaring down at his replacement. You leaned down placing a gentle kiss to your husband's cheek as you hummed, “I need to get errands done before the day ends. Watch him for me, Al?” You said pouting as he sent you a half hearted glare, “Please?” You whined causing him to sigh.

“Fine, only for you I suppose.” He growled out as you smiled at him. “I’ll pay you back, Dear.” You whispered watching his ears twitch angrily before swiftly making your exit. Alastor looked down at the cat in his lap. “Don’t you try a single thing.” He snarled out his eyes flickering to radio dials as the cat hissed at him in return.

~~~

It had been 25 minutes since you were gone and now Alastor was using his tentacles to hold up the cat as Nifty ran around cleaning up the mess the cat had made. “You are a little nuisance.” He snarled out, jacket ripped (even more than it was) as his eyes twitched. How much longer are you going to be out? The cat hissed and snarled its own smaller tentacles appearing out of its back, trying to swipe at his, “I don’t see what my darling sees in you.” He hissed out holding the cat higher as punishment, “Now I must go see my tailor once more since you couldn’t keep your little claws off of it.” 

This was going to be a long day for him.

~~~

An hour. You were gone for an hour. So it surprised you to see your husband sitting on the couch, reading a book, his jacket almost torn to bits as Catastor was taped to the wall above his head. You didn’t say anything seeing as your husband was already on the verge of ripping someone’s head off. You simply walked over and leaned down in front of him, quickly catching his gaze. Everyone had scurried away from the foyer to not incur Alastor’s wrath if he chose to let it loose, which he would have no doubt about it. He lifted his head as you leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, a silent apology to help calm his nerves and one he happily took for now. 

Pulling away to look at the damage done to his beloved jacket. “I’ll take it to the tailor for you,” You hummed watching as his ears seemingly relaxed despite how his smile seemed even more thin and his nose scrunched up, “As payback, dear.” You finished off watching him silently nod to your suggestion before he had moved over so you could sit next to him. You looked up to Catastor to see him glaring at your husband but also calming down enough to seemingly fall asleep near your presence. He could get out if he needed.

New rule: Don’t leave them together.

[hxzbinwrites]

Hiiii! Could I request a oneshot where Husk reunites with a gn! S/o he had back when he was alive? The reader decides to stay at the Hazbin Hotel as a way of staying protected from the rest of the sinners and overlords in hell. After Charlie introduces them to everyone, they stop at the bar for a shot and they recognize eachothers voices.

(It can be fluff or angst)

Tysm!^^✨️

Husk x Gn! Reader | Quitting |

Warnings ⚠️: Drinking, Alcohol Abuse, Cussing

(Y/n) is a mess. Just a plain mess. That’s what everyone though at least. Just a drunk weaving in and out of the next bar, blurring the lines between today and tomorrow, reality and fiction.

Groggily they drag their feet along the pavement, tired eyes desperately searching for a cheap enough bar that will still take them in. So far, no luck has been found. Most of the bars are either too expensive for someone who already blew everything they had on alcohol, or already know who they are and refuse to let them into their establishment.

And don’t even think about a place to stay. (Y/n) hasn’t been able to afford rent in years, not even a cheap motel to stay at. It’d be a blessing if somewhere that was a free stay just popped out right infront of them and just offered a place-

“HELLO!!”

“AH! WHAT THE HELL?” (Y/n) said, scowling at the cheerful face infront of them. It was Lucifer’s daughter, Charlie Morningstar. “Listen kid, don’t you know not to sneak up on folks!”

“Ah! I am so sorry!!” Charlie said, tucking her papers with drawings of rainbows made with crayon under her arm as she grabbed (Y/n)‘s hands.

“I’m here to make you an offer!” She said, smiling once more. Her cheerful demeanor was very different from (Y/n)’s deadpan expression.

“Listen kid, I don’t got much money. I find some here and there and then I blow it on booze, if you need investments, why don’t ya go to an Overlord or something, I ain’t got time for all of this.”

“Oh I don’t need any money!” Charlie said,”I need you! I’m working on a project to help rehabilitate sinners!! Help them go to Heaven!! And I’d like you to participate!”

“Why would I do that?” (Y/n) said, raising an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you start off on an easier case or something, I just don’t think that’s a good idea-“

“You can stay there for free!-”

“Alright lets go.” (Y/n) said, taking their hands out of Charlie’s grasp before she started to crush them in a hug.

“YAY!!! ANOTHER GUEST AT THE HOTEL!!!” She squealed, making the drunk’s head throb at the loud noise.

“Alright, alright, that’s enough Princess. Lets go to this ‘hotel’ of yours.”

——————

Charlie kicked open the doors to the Hazbin Hotel, skipping in alongside (practically dragging along) the newest guest, (Y/n).

“EVERYONE!!!!” Charlie shouted,”EMERGENCY MEETING!! WE HAVE A NEW GUEST!!”

(Y/n) covered their ears, their eyes squinting in annoyance at the Princess’s very loud entrance.

Mostly everyone slowly made their way to the lobby, Vaggie being the first to enter.

“Hey. I’m Vaggie. I’m Charlie’s girlfriend. If anyone here gives you trouble, let me know, I’ll handle them.”. For someone so laid back and monotone, you really wouldn’t expect her partner to be the hyper princess who was literally jumping up and down.

(Y/n) and Vaggie conversed for a bit before Sir Pentious, Angel Dust, Alastor, and Nifty entered as well.

They all talked and got to know each other before in the corner of their eye, (Y/n) caught sight of a bar. A BAR!! They quickly excused themselves and hopped behind the counter, quickly mixing a drink.

“Excuse me, who are you and what are you doing behind my counter?” A deep voice said, instantly making (Y/n) freeze in their tracks.

“Husk?” They asked, turning around expecting a familiar face only to be met with a casio themed cat.

“(Y/n)? Is that really you?”

“Husk!!” They said, reaching over the counter to give him a hug, much like the one they were internally complaining about with Charlie earlier.

“It’s good to see you old friend. How’s Hell been treatin’ ya?”

“Shitty” They replied,”since I died, I’ve been a drunk and living off the streets for a few years. Well decades now. Oh well, I’m here now!”

Husk narrowed his eyes at her,”so you’re telling me that my old drinking buddy has been living off of these dangerous streets! Hell (Y/n), I’m glad that Charlie found you. Now, move away from the counter, let me make you a drink to commemorate you quitting drinking.”

“No fair!” (Y/n) said, plopping down on the bar stool,”quitting? We all know that’s impossible. I was a drunk when I was alive, I’m a drunk now that I’m dead-“

“And you’ll become sober when you go to Heaven. I….I really care for you (Y/n), you shouldn’t stay in this shithole. Go up to those pearly gates. For me please?” He said, sliding them their favorite drink.

“Sure Husk, I’ll do it for you. But if I do it, you gotta promise to come with me right after okay? No more gambling.”

Husk sighed, closing his tired eyes,”Fine. I’ll do it for you. You better be glad though (Y/n), I wouldn’t do this for nobody except you.”

They smiled, looking into Husk’s eyes as he smiled back. They both knew that they were gonna keep their promises.

—————

Word Count: 823

(sorry it’s so short 😭)

[that-hazbin]

Things Alastor Has Definitely Said 5

Alastor: Everyone has different opinions on what I should do, so I can't make all of you happy. But! I can make all of you equally unhappy by doing something none of you wanted me to do!

—

Lucifer: You're more of a clown than I am!

Alastor: No, dear, I'm a jester. I mock you, the king, and you can't even execute me for it. It's like the job was made for me!

—

Angel: What's your body count?

Alastor: In life, afterlife, or both?

Angel: Damn! Enough to separate them into categories?!

Alastor: I've killed a lot of people.

Angel:

Angel: You killed my brief moment of excitement too.

—

Charlie: Angel, you need to stop with the come-ons. Alastor's asexual!

Alastor: What's "a sexual?" Charlie, dear, did you just call me a whore?

—

Alastor: Hah! Brave of you to think I would ever care about your insignificant feelings.

Vox: ... Did you just meme at me?

Alastor: I don't know what that is and I don't care to know.

—

Alastor: Who wants to hear a joke?

Angel: Is it another dad joke?

Alastor: Come, now, Angel, you know me well enough by now to know the answer to that.

—

Alastor: Lucifer's threat displays are getting out of hand. Poor Nifty is overworked as is!

Vaggie: His what?

Alastor: His wings! He's been flapping them about and shaking them at my face every time he talks to me! It's leaving feathers EVERYWHERE! Vaggie, dear, you're the disciplinarian, please talk to the man about—

Vaggie: NO. NO I WILL ABSOLUTELY NOT DO THAT.

Vaggie: IN FACT, LET'S NEVER SPEAK ABOUT THIS AGAIN.

Alastor: ... I am not going to ask.

—

Alastor: I made eggs, bacon, waffles, oatmeal, fried plantain, both savory and sweet crepes, and you have the NERVE to make a beeline towards the CEREAL?!

Lucifer: ...I didn't see pancakes?

Alastor: YOU UNGRATEFUL, PRIVILEGED BRAT, SEE IF I EVER MAKE BREAKFAST AGAIN!

[niiwa-angel]

Hazbin Hotel Incorrect Quotes

Vaggie, going over more ground rules for the hotel: Alright! We will be having weekly team dinners! Everybody will be taking a turn cooking!

Vaggie: Except Alastor, after the roast incident of April.

Alastor: You all said you wanted a shoulder roast.

Angel Dust: Pork shoulder, not Paul shoulder!

~~~

Alastor, calling a meeting: Listen up, you little shits.

Alastor: Not you Nifty, you're an angel and I'm happy you're here.

~~~

Valentino and Velvette, after losing Vox at the aquarium.

Val: He probably went to the shark tank. He likes sharks.

Vel: You're right.

Vel, laughing: He's probably in the shark tank, he likes sharks so much.

Val: Ha!

Both of them start running.

~~~

Husk: Hello, people who do not live here.

Cherri: Sup?

Husk: I gave you the key to my room for emergencies.

Frank the Egg Boi: We were out of molotov cocktails.

~~~

Charlie: What happens at Overlord meetings?

Alastor: Oh, you know. Boring discussions really. Lots of bureaucracy.

cut to the Overlord meeting

Vox, jumping up on the table: If you don't stop smacking me with your tail, I will end your entire family!

Zeezi: Bitch, try it!

Carmilla: Everyone sit down!

Velvette, recording: Can it old lady! This is gonna break the internet!

Clara smacks Velvette in the face with the handle of her spear: Don't talk to my mother like that!

Valentino: Don't smack my costume designer! She's getting blood all over her clothes!

Rosie, sampling: Tasty blood!

Alastor, also taking a taste: Indeed! Have you considered becoming a soup?

Zestial, fed the fuck up, slamming his hands on the table, effectively shutting everyone up.

Zestial: Sit. Down. Now.

Everyone sits down.

~~~

Lucifer: If you make your hot chocolate with water, you're out of the fucking hotel!

Lucifer: If you're lactose intolerant, you can stay but you're on thin ice!

Angel Dust: I just snort the powder because Vagina took my stash.

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: What the fuck?

~~~

Velvette, kicking through the door to the Overlord meeting: Hello losers!

Carmilla, not looking up from her tea: Hello, problem attendant.

~~~

Valentino, watching Vox freak out because of something Alastor did.

Val: Is it a chocolate pudding at three am type of night?

Vel: Does the day end with 'Y'?

~~~

Charlie: Can you guys get along for five minutes?

Lucifer and Alastor: No!

~~~

Vox and Valentino, aggressively making out in the kitchen.

Velvette: Can I get a waffle?

Valentino, rips his underwear off

Velvette: Can I please get a waffle?!

~~~

Carmilla: I am this close to losing it.

Zestial: Mine dear, there is no room between thine fingers?

Carmilla, watching Vox and Alastor argue viciously while Velvette, Valentino, and Rosie egg them on.

Carmilla: Yep.

~~~

Velvette: Selfie with the fossil!

Velvette, drags Zestial in for a selfie.

Zestial, noticing the filter: What witchcraft is this?

~~~

Vaggie: Okay people! If you're going to have weird food in the fridge, it needs to be labeled as such!

Vaggie: Alastor, that means labeling your demon meat! Angel, that means labeling your edibles!

Nifty, raising her hand: Are my roaches okay?

Vaggie: We're actually going to get you a mini fridge for your room, because your roaches are creeping people out.

~~~

Charlie: I love you.

Vaggie: I love you too.

Pentious, from the wall: AWWWW!

~~~

Carmilla: Acceptable snacks to bring to the Overlords meeting; brownies, candy boards, cheese plates, and veggie trays.

Carmilla: Unacceptable snacks to bring to the Overlords meeting; anything made with demons, magic mushroom cereal bars, and penis shaped gummies.

Zestial, a spider: I am also not a fan of the mint tea.

~~~

Charlie: Okay! I know its funny that Alastor and I can't walk on ice, but that doesn't mean it's okay to freeze the hallway to watch us slip!

~~~

Husk: I have very high standards.

Angel Dust, pulling out a machine gun and opening fire.

Husk: Oh no! He's meeting all my standards!

[destinyisastar]

Memories of You

Summary: Charlie wants to try an exercise that allows sinners to visit their memories to find a memory or person that makes them remember a time that they were good. Who better to test this out than their Hotelier!

Alastor x Teen Daughter Reader PLATONIC

Genre: Angst

More info: (This is just something I made up about the power to travel through memories so it's not canon so don't really take that seriously!) I imagine the daughter to be an artist in this story also fyi reader in this story has a crush on a boy so take that as you will! Also, in some parts Alastor will be called Past Alastor.

Trigger Warnings: death, mentions of assault

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“Must you use me as an example in your exercise?” Alastor asked whose grin is seemingly stretched even more so than regular, “May I remind you that I am not your guest here!”

“Aw, what’s the matter bambi? Too scared of a simple little exercise?” Teased Lucifer.

“You stay out of this! Why are you even here? You are no longer needed!” Alastor faces Lucifer with a grin so large his face may as well bleed.

“I’m here for Charlie of course! You’re the one that isn’t needed!” Lucifer raises his staff wanting to hit Alastor on his head.

 “O-Okay!!” Charlie gets between her father and Alastor, “Look Alastor, I know you aren’t a guest, but I feel like they need an example of the past, just a moment, a simple glimpse of what a happy time was like for you!”

“I have my doubts about happy times in his life!” Lucifer laughs.

“Uh yeah, I don’t think we should look for “happy moments” with Mr. Freak Face” Angel Dust comments, “I have plenty of happy moments to go around…. You can be one of em too eheh!” He wiggles his eyebrows at Husk, but the bartender huffs and turns around folding his arms.

“No! Just, maybe if they see it from you, they wouldn’t be as scared to see what happy moments were for them. And maybe if they see what a happy moment was for you, they may want to see those memories for themselves, so they can remember a time where they were happy, a time where life was good for them! It doesn’t even have to be a memory it could just be a person you cared for!” Charlie excitedly tells Alastor.

Alastor huffs, “Fine… but only for a moment.” He turns to look downward to Lucifer, “I don’t want you,” He points his staff to Lucifer, “snooping around, or anyone for that matter in my memories. What was in the past stays in the past!” Alastor laughs.

“Alright! Dad if you will please!” Charlie smiles.

Lucifer nudges Alastor’s arm with his pointer finger.

“What are you doing?” Alastor sneers at the king of hell.

“This is how its going to work freak face, I’ll simply tap a part of you to make way into your memories, I don’t like it either but deal with it.”

Alastor huffs when a black portal appears before them. Its dark emptiness makes the guest shiver from the low blows of the wind.

“The hell is that?! Is that his soul or something?” Angel Dust asks.

“No, its more like a teleporter of sorts, right dad?”

“Sure, let’s go with that.”

“Can we hurry this up? I would rather we get this done quick!” Alastor walks towards the portal.

“Oh, it should be done quick since there shouldn’t be many people you cared for anyways or any happy moments for that matter!” Lucifer laughs once again walking to the portal with Charlie, Vaggie and Angel Dust. Husk and Nifty stayed behind to take care of the Hotel.

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Through the portal there stands a man near a stove, stirring a spoon in a pot.

“Woah, who’s this hunk?” Angel says with a flirty tone.

Alastor huffs and turns to look towards the stairs of the room they appear to be in.

“Nuh uh, no way that’s you Al!” Angel laughs.

“HA I was right, look at you all alone! This is your happy memory?!” Lucifer lets out a hearty laugh.

Alastor grits his teeth together.

“Dad stop that!” Charlie tells him while Vaggie rubs her arm.

“We should just get going all ready, there really wasn’t anyone that you car-“

“Papa!” A yell is heard from above. “Papa, have you seen my English book?” A girl comes down the stairs wearing a painter’s smock.

The man, or Past Alastor, looks towards the girl, “No I don’t believe I have cher! Have you checked your room?”

“Yes, Papa I have, but I can’t seem to find it!” The girl throws her arms up in the air, “What am I going to do!?” she cries out.

“Now, now… how about you go and get ready for the day… maybe you’ll find it once you clean yourself up.”

“But I am cleaned up!”

Past Alastor raises his eyebrow, “Is that so? Then why are you still wearing your smock darling? Hmm?”

The girl looks down, “Oh darn! I forgot I had it on!” she runs back up the stairs.

“No running in the house!” Past Alastor yells out and he resumes his stirring.

Alastor continues to look towards the stairs.

“Uh…who was that? asked Angel.

Alastor holds his staff tighter.

Charlie pauses for a moment, “Was that your daughter Al?”

It’s silent for a minute, maybe two... all that can be heard is the movements from above as the girl rummages through her items.

“Yes…that’s my daughter.”

Lucifer looks to Alastor, giving a bit of shocked look, but all the deer man is doing is waiting for the girl to return down the stairs.

“I didn’t know you had a daughter.” Vaggie says out loud.

Alastor hums, “Well, there are plenty of things you don’t know about me, and I would rather keep it that way.”

The girl returns down the steps with a new outfit and makes her way to Past Alastor with a slight pep in her step.

“Papa did you hear!? Did you hear about the new museum they’re opening?!”

Past Alastor seems to think for a moment, “Hmm... can’t say that I have! Do tell me more!”

“Oh, Papa you must know something! You are the most influential radio host of all New Orleans, you must know something!”

The girl moves around Past Alastor, “I’ll tell you anyways! The museum is said to open on Friday! Oh, Papa I really want to go!”

“Ah, but you have school don’t you darling?”

“Ugh, yes Papa I do but I was wondering… can you get some tickets please!!” The girl smiles sweetly at him.

“Why should I do that?” Past Alastor grins.

“Well, maybe because I’ve been doing sooooo well in school and I am your favorite daughter!”

“You,” Past Alastor pats the girls head, “are my only daughter.”

“Exactly Papa! All the more reason to buy some tickets!”

“We’ll see…”

“Please, please, please, please think about it! I would really, really like to go!” The girl begs with her hands clasp together.

Past Alastor looks at the girl and rubs a hand on her cheek, “Darling you still have paint on your face.”

The girl touches her cheek, “Ah I thought I washed everything off!”

Past Alastor grabs a small towel, wets it from the sink and rubs the girl’s cheek. “What have I told you about painting before a school day?”

“To clean myself up….”

“And?”

“To wait after school…”

“How right you are darling! Now take a seat!”

“Ah! I’m sorry Papa I can’t eat breakfast with you today, I’m meeting Amelia and Stephen at the diner!

“Why don’t I remember you telling me this?” Past Alastor raises a brow.

“Oh, but I did! I know I did!”

Past Alastor pauses for a moment, “Perhaps… I did forget.”

“See, I knew I told you!”

“Yes, yes darling you were correct…. Who else will be there?”

“J-just them Pa!”

“Just Amelia and Stephen hmmm? I don’t quite believe that.”

The girl rocks herself on her feet for a minute, “Well, Damain will also be there, but Amelia and Stephen are going to be there as well!” The girl says the former quite fast.

“I don’t like that boy, you know that already...”

“He’s not bad Papa! He treats me kindly!”

Past Alastor places the spoon in the sink, “That boy broke my favorite shotgun.”

“But did he not replace it? And you love that new gun don’t you Pa!” The girl and Past Alastor look towards the mantle behind the crew of demons.

“They ain’t looking at us, right?” Whispered Angel.

“No, they can’t see us.” Said Charlie.

“I suppose I do.” Past Alastor grins smiles, “Very well, you may go with your friends and that boy to the diner… Will you be staying at Amelia’s house today?”

The girl grins, “Nope not today, Papa, I’ll be tutoring Mrs. Austin’s little boy, Richie, for English… that’s why I was looking for my book.” The girl walks past the demons towards the table by the living area. “And here it is, I knew it was somewhere downstairs!”

As the girl walks past the crew once more, Alastor sticks his hand out grabbing the ends of the girl’s hair as she walks away, towards her Papa, and lets the ends fall through his fingers.

“I should be back before nine, it shouldn’t be too late... he’s getting better at writing sentences!”

“That sounds good my dear, I should be back right at nine fifteen…it all depends on how the days go on!”

The girl grabs the rest of her books by the kitchen table and walks to the front door. “Alright Papa, I should be going now, I don’t want to keep Amelia waiting, last time I took too long, she ate all my eggs!” She says with a bright smile.

Past Alastor smiles at her, “I hope you have a good day my dear,” He walks to the girl placing his hands on her hair, sliding down her cheeks giving them a squish, “Ị̷̛̛̥̑̇̈̊ ̵̩̠̱͓̝̿̾͑̇̒͐l̵̢̨̛̦̰͙̟̗͑̃̍̿͌o̶̧̠̱̘̲͕͂̿̉͒̓̉͜͠v̸͔̤̯̌̍̓́͛ȩ̵̧̦̮͇̟́̿͠ͅ ̸̢̳͕͔̤͇̽̄̈̏̎̃͝ý̵̞̠͠o̵̼̦͆̆̈́̆̈́̃̕ȕ̶̢̺͊͝ ̶̨̨͚̟̻̥͐̄̽̀̉͝ “

“Wait! What did he say… it sounded all static like?” Angel asked.

“Ah! Pa! You’re going to mess up my hair!!” The girl quickly fixes her hair, she smiles once more at her Papa, “Ì̵͔̪̉̒ ̸̱̭̟̮̏͝l̴̯͚͌̈́o̸̢͚͔̥̪̅̃͗͊̇v̸̺̣̙̙̇ḛ̴̭̭͎̲̺̔ ̴̯̄́̐̌̇̆͝ỷ̸̯̩̞̦̲͕̼ỏ̶͇̃͆̊ṳ̴̓̌̈͝ ̵̫͈͌͒͋̔͘͠t̸͇̳̍͑̃͊̚ò̶̡̖̯̄̑̑ơ̴̒̂͐̆̒͜!!” She grabs the knob and heads out the door, “Bye Papa!!” As she walks away, Past Alastor calls out to her.

“Don’t stay out too late, ask for a ride home if you must!”

“Don’t worry Papa I’ll be safe!”

As the crew of demons stay behind Past Alastor, they see the girl walk into the light, a sort of blank area with nothing surrounding her.

Alastor moves past them.

“Hey! What are you doing!” yells Lucifer. “You can’t follow her! These are your memories not hers!!”

Alastor stands still watching his daughter walk farther and farther from him. He looks down at the ground for a moment, his right hand holding his staff harder than before.

If the crew could look into the Radio Demon’s eyes they would see a look of longing in them.

Charlie walks to Alastor, “Maybe… maybe you can see her again… she said she’s coming back early, right? Let’s see if your memory can go farther back where you get home to see her!”

Alastor stays silent as Charlie calls for her father. Lucifer notes the sadden look in Alastor’s eyes as he nudges him, and the black portal appears again.

“I wouldn’t bother...” Alastor says, the static in his voice dropped as the crew walks through the darkness.

“She dies today...”

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Past Alastor makes his way home, the sun had already set meaning his daughter should already be getting ready for bed. He has a smile on his face as he walks the path home, heading to the door holding the tickets in his hand. He had already bought the tickets before Y/n had he even told him about it. It was a surprise.

The crew is once again at the home of Alastor but this time they’re out in the front watching as Past Alastor unlocks the door.

“The porch light isn’t on.” Vaggie states.

Alastor stays quiet.

They hear Past Alastor calling out “Y/n”. They hear the running around of a man opening and closing doors.

Its nine thirty.

Dread fills Past Alastor. You should be home by now. He feels himself panic as he grabs the shotgun on top of the mantle and runs out the door.

Alastor is the first to follow his past self.

“Why is he running?” asked Angel Dust.

Charlie follows behind Alastor as Vaggie holds her hand.

Lucifer is awfully quiet.

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Past Alastor runs to a house, banging on the door.

“I’m at the door please stop hitting it!” yells a woman from inside.

The woman opens the door and is welcomed to a disheveled man, “Mr. Hartfelt? What on earth are you doing here?!”

“I’m sorry to bother you so late Mrs. Austin… my daughter isn’t home yet… is she still here?” His breathe is uneven.

“No, she left a while ago…” Her face falls, “I’ll get my husband!” She cries out her husband’s name, but Alastor has already left to another house.

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“Who is it!!? Stop that banging!!” yells a man that opens the door. “Alastor? What are you doing here?!”

Past Alastor breathes heavily, “Is…is my daughter here?”

The man looks at him for a moment before he calls out, “Amelia!! Is Y/n up there with you?!!”

Amelia comes down the stairs, “No, Pa, she said she was tutoring Richie today... Why is something wrong?”

Past Alastor runs from their house and makes his way to the last house. Amelia’s father follows close behind him as he tells his daughter to stay with her mother while grabbing his own gun.

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“ALRIGHT! What is it!?” Another man of the same height as Alastor opens the door, he too holds a gun in his hand.

“I know my daughter has taken quite a liking to your boy… is she here?”

“DAMAIN! Did you bring that girl over?!” The man yells out.

Damain walks over to him, “Y/n? No! I didn’t bring her over she said she was tutoring today! Why? What’s wrong? Is she okay? Is she hurt?” Damain begins his assault of questions.

Past Alastor runs his hands through his hair, wiping the sweat off his forehead as he goes.

“Tell the others to get up! Get the dogs!” The man tells Damain as he runs off to do just that. “Listen Al, we’ll find her.” He tells Past Alastor sternly.

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Damain’s father had made a few calls and got more men to gather up and search.

The crew watches as a group of men search through the town, some in the bayou some near the bridges.

“Is... is she okay? Come on Al?! You know right? That she’s okay? This…This too stressful!” cries out Angel Dust.

Alastor stays silent, watching as his past self runs through the town.

Charlie stays silent she too has nothing to say.

“HERE!” yells out a man near an alleyway.

The mood shifts.

Charlie feels herself stiffen.

Vaggie holds a hand to her stomach.

Angel Dust takes a step backwards.

Lucifer stands still, facing the ground.

Alastor walks behind his past self, taking small steps.

In the dark damp alleyway is a garbage bin.

Theres a man kneeling by the side throwing up.

Past Alastor drops his gun and opens the bin’s hatch.

Her clothes are ripped up, there’s markings on her neck and chest area.

There’s no life behind her eyes.

Past Alastor pulls her out of the bin, cradling her bridal style. He feels his legs collapsing, yet he doesn’t.

He places her on the ground gently, takes off his coat and wraps it around her, closes her eyes and then pulls her to his chest walking back to their home.

The rest of the men that were gathered stay quiet, their dogs not even whimpering.

It’s a silent night.

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They watch as they place the cover of the girl’s coffin over her, but before they closed it completely, Past Alastor places a slip of paper near her hands. A ticket. A ticket for the museum she had wanted to visit.

Amelia cries into Stephen’s chest, Damien stands in front with a blank stare, tears running down his face.

It was a short ceremony, Alastor didn’t want many people gathered, he had only wanted it to be himself but… your friends had wanted to be there.

Once you were lowered into the ground, with the dirt covering over the coffin, did Amelia leave a bracelet near your tombstone.

Stephen left a bouquet of sunflowers.

Damien left a small little box, what was in it? No one knew.

After they had left it was just Past Alastor.

It was strange, this man’s daughter had died. He carried her back to her room, covering her with her blankets, kneeled beside her bedside and still hadn’t cried.

“I don’t believe there’s nothing more to see here!” Alastor says. “We should get going!” He grins.

The crew stays silent.

Charlie is the first to speak, “Al… I’m sorry….  I thought that…”

Alastor cuts her off, “Nothing to be sorry for dear! Let’s head back to that lovely hotel of yours!” He laughs.

Lucifer nudges Alastor and a portal back to the hotel appears.

Alastor waits for everyone to walk through and then he turns around to see his past self, kneeling beside his daughter’s tombstone crying.

He watches for a moment then walks through the portal.

What’s in the past stays in the past, right?

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Today's my last day of classes!! Whoohooo!!! I'm writing for the requests so don't worry about that!

I had this idea for a while but never had the effort to write it! Tell me how this was!

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destinyisastar 2024

[pinkbunny268]

Feline Friend

Alastor getting turned into a cat

I’ve seen fanart of cat Alastor and I love him. Just some headcanons. Please be nice about these, I’ve never done a headcanon post before.

• Cat!Alastor doesn’t really change much personality wise. Still doesn’t liked to be touched unless he initiates it first. In true cat fashion.

•Cat!Alastor however is pissed that he does need to be helped in order to do simple tasks such as eating.

•Cat!Alastor is much clingier with you as a cat. He follows you around and just stares at you with a seeming grin on his little face. Any other time this would be creepy, but since he’s a cat it’s a lot cuter. He’ll stare at you in a dark corner quietly not blinking and just watch.

•Cat!Alastor tries to be funny and tries communicating with Husk in just meows and hisses. Surprisingly, it works and Husk and Alastor have secret conversations in cat language. It’s very entertaining to watch.

•Cat!Alastor subconsciously finds himself chasing his shadows around as if they were toys. And, lord forbid you have access to a laser pointer, your new little feline friend is all over that. But don’t bring it up once he’s back to normal. He threatens your life.

•Cat!Alastor purrs in your lap when you pet him and meows at you when you stop. However, do this for too long and it results in him scratching and biting at your hand.

•Cat!Alastor won’t ever admit it but he likes it when you take care of him. Taking him out on the town to see things from a new purrrspective. Though he’s not thrilled about the harness you make him wear so he can’t escape and run off from your sight. But he’ll let it slide since it’s you.

•Cat!Alastor tries to steer clear of any high ranking sinner and Overlord. Particularly Vox. He’d rather die again than let that man catch him at a low point.

•Cat!Alastor refuses to let you take pictures of him in this form which should come as no surprise. However, maybe it’s because his powers are much weaker in this form the pictures you have snuck don’t glitch out and you keep the photos in a nice little folder in your phone. No one tell him.

•Cat!Alastor gets chased by Nifty. Her yelling can be heard from the other side of the hotel. “I just wanna play with the kitty!” His meows of discontent can be heard when she finally catches him.

•Cat!Alastor will be relieved when he returns to his regular form. He’ll walk up to you when you’re sat on the couch unaware of his presence and he placed his hands over your eyes. “Guess who, dear~”

•He eventually finds the photos of him as a cat and deletes them. And breaks your phone for good measure. Should’ve saw that coming.

[rileyglas]

Hello! Can I request Alastor x Fem!Trust Issues!Reader? I've seen quite a few fanfictions and requests where Readers were wary of Alastor, but strangely quickly began to trust him. Therefore, it seemed to me that it would be funny to see a Reader who is so distrustful of people in principle that with Alastor’s reputation this distrust reaches the point of absurdity. And when Alastor really sincerely wants to gain the Reader's trust (romantically or platonically, it doesn't matter), then it becomes a really difficult task. For example, he offers help with some little thing and the Reader immediately “what do you want from me.” Or when Alastor brings the Reader tea/coffee, she waits for him to drink first (she would probably insist that he pour it from the same ?teapot?). The other residents of the Hotel find this hilarious.

This is such a fun prompt, especially under the assumption Alastor loves nothing more than a good chase during a hunt. 😉

Like Glass (Alastor x Fem!TrustIssues!Reader)

Four months. That’s how long it took for you to finally take Charlie up on her offer of the possibility of redemption. The chance to get to Heaven seemed like a pipe dream but after a few very long talks and persuasions, you now held a key to your own room in the hotel. 

You try to keep to yourself and most seem to respect that. You’re left alone unless something is needed for one of Charlie’s exercises. You even specifically requested that Nifty didn’t bother coming to your room to clean. The less people in your space the better. 

Charlie has such a big heart but that leads to her choosing to trust even the most despicable characters. She has even trusted and allowed the Radio Demon to live under the same roof. You’ve heard all the stories, all the theories of why he was really there under the ruse of “helping” her. You didn’t buy it one bit. 

Just the other day you were trying to hang some banners the crew had made during an activity. Your ladder was rickety but unfortunately it was the only way to reach the beams. Pained grunts filled the room from you trying to stand on your tiptoes while maintaining some sense of balance. “Allow me to help, dear. Would hate to see you fall.” A staticky voice called from below you. “No thank you - I….am almost…done - shit!” the ladder shifted and almost threw you off. Alastor stabilized it with ease. “See, it is a good thing I’m here!” he yelled smugly. At this point you would rather fall than allow him to hold your life in his hands. “You’re a busy man Alastor. Hey Husk? Mind helping -”

“Nope, looks like Al has it covered.” he teased from behind the bar, relishing in your uneasy tone. You shot daggers, both angry and begging for the cat to just help you instead of Alastor. You made the last tie in the banner and swiftly came down to more solid ground. “Thanks I guess. I had it though.” you said through gritted teeth, avoiding making eye contact and rushing out of the room. Had you looked back you would have seen Husk laughing at how irate Alastor suddenly became.

Now tonight, Nifty was kind enough to serve everyone one of her more popular dinners. It was a simple dish yet as usual, you waited for everyone to nearly clear their plates before digging into it yourself. You might have been starving but you could never be too careful. We are all in Hell for a reason. Could anyone be truly trusted?

“My dear, dig in! Before it gets cold!” Alastor’s voice chirped from across the table. You glare at the toothy grinned demon, “I just like to ensure everyone is enjoying before digging in myself. Appreciate the concern though.” You try to seem pleasant but your voice always seems to drip with disdain when speaking to him, “Why are you so worried? Did you help in preparing the meal?” 

He chuckles, “I try to keep out of the kitchen when Nifty cooks but she did require a few extra hands -” You involuntarily choke and spit out the bite you had just taken. Angel and Husk also choke though it’s to hold back laughter. You sneer at their amusement. Alastor’s face twists with confusion, “Is everything alright?” “Oh uhm I’m suddenly not that hungry. Must be coming down with something. Excuse me.” You excuse yourself from the table and make your way to the library. Reading was always something that could busy your mind and right now you needed a distraction from both your growling stomach and Alastor’s attempt to help once again. He’d been making an uncomfortable effort to help you in any way he could and in your mind, that could only mean he wanted something from you.

Not many residents used the hotel library which was great for you. But of course, there was always someone who enjoyed breaking your solitude. The sound of footsteps pulls your eyes off your current page, “What do I owe the visit?” you snap over your book. 

Alastor strides over with a serving tray carrying a tea set. “Well I saw just how horrible you looked at dinner and figured some peppermint tea might help whatever ailment you’re suffering from.” He sets the tray on the table in front of you but you don’t move a muscle. “Since when do you care if someone isn’t feeling well?” you cock an eyebrow at him. 

He hums as he pours two cups of tea, taking one for himself and offering you the other, “What? Can I not offer a fellow resident a nice cup of tea?” “Nope. What do you want?” you continue to stare at the cup in his hand. His eye twitches, trying to hold back his annoyance, “Why do you insist on rejecting any of my pleasantries?”

You slam your book closed, “You’re wondering why I do not want help of any sort from one of Hell’s most vile Overlords?” He sets down your cup and sits across from you. You didn’t want company but it's too late now. “Ms. Morningstar trusts me with ensuring the safety of this hotel yet you cannot even take a cup of tea you’ve watched me both pour and drink myself. Other than what stories you’ve heard, what have I done to you to make you so cold towards me?” His eyes burn into you, eager for an answer. Although with his tone, you could only assume he knew exactly why you didn’t trust him. 

You sigh as you pick up the cup he offered. You swirl it in an attempt to examine if it looks or smells odd before hesitantly taking a small sip for yourself. “Have you ever been betrayed Alastor? By a friend? By someone you loved? Because I have. It’s how I died and how I ended up here.” 

His smile falters slightly, corners curving down before returning to their usual wide grin, “Trust is like glass, once broken it isn’t easy to fix nor will ever be the same. I admire how guarded you try to be.”

You scoff, “If it is so admirable then why bother trying so hard to earn my trust? Unless it just kills your ego that someone can see you for who you truly are -” The cup he holds suddenly shatters under his tightening grip, “Watch your tone, dear. I’ve been nothing but amicable with you. I expect the same in return.” his voice drops with static filling the air. You can’t help but smirk at how quickly you’ve managed to get under his skin. “Ooooh so it is an ego thing? Duly noted.” you bite and finish off your cup. As you stand you see Alastor’s eyes shift to black dials, his mind clearly spiraling. On your way to the door you brush a teasing hand across his shoulder, “Tea was wonderful by the way. I’m feeling better already!” Your coy laughter echoes through the library as you leave but the sounds of Alastor’s demon form drown it out. He snarls over his shoulder to you, “Don’t act so smug darling. I’ll get you to trust me one day.”

“Good luck!” You chirp walking out the door, unaware of the challenge you just put into place for the Radio Demon.  He was going to have you one way or another. It was only a matter of time and patience, two things he had plenty of when it came to getting what he wanted. You.