#it's more for personal archiving than anything ✌️

[doraingrid]

Chiara's masquerade outfit closer look ✨ The idea was simple, I wanted her outfit to match Lucanis's Corvid outfit, like both went to the same tailor, used the same materials, one is a nod to the other, but I wanted hers to be significantly simpler. Let the First Talon have the attention 😉

The other important thing was to make sure it shows off her chest tattoo. Let it be distracting, as a treat.

[neviixi]

will i finish this thesis or will this thesis finish me

[starrykat-z]

LAST UPDATE: AO3 IS BACK!!

Everyone is aware that AO3 is currently down, I hope. Heres some stuff you should know.

The people that are attacking AO3 are a group of hackers known as "Anonymous Sudan". The group, however, is possibly a group of Russian hackers, not middle eastern. Their reason for attacking is due to the NSFW and LGBTQ content on the site.

The Archive staff are likely fighting off the attacks. However, they need the users to cooperate in order for the site to be operable once more.

Please, do NOT get on the AO3 site. Don't attempt to use it UNTIL the site is fully functional.

This is to prevent the servers from going under too much stress and making it easier for the staff to bring the site back up.

Besides, you can't really do anything when its down.

Yes, yes, fanfics are to fandom like energon to a transformer, but we can pull through. In the meantime, you can still use other places to read your lorax/onceler fluff. They may not be as good as AO3, but they exist if you're desperate enough. Wattpad, fanfiction.net, even Tumblr has fanfics!!

stay strong, we pull through like the authors that update 10 years later ✌️

URGENT EDIT: THE HACKERS HAVE PUT A DNS ATTACK. DON’T SEARCH FOR THE SITE. DELETE YOUR TABS. STAY OFF THE SITE UNTIL THE PROBLEM HAS RESOLVED FULLY.

The DNS attack makes it to where if you search the site or interact with it AT ALL, it will send you to a malicious website where your personal data may be extracted. Like said, DO NOT INTERACT. DO NOT SEARCH UP. DELETE YOUR TABS.

additional updates: The hackers are attempting to make AO3 pay a ransom of 30,000 Bitcoin.

Stay safe, if ao3 writers can survive crippling disasters, you can survive a few days without AO3. You may begin the overthrowing of the government if it’s down for more than a week. You can start going feral if it’s more than a week.

LAST AND FINAL UPDATE!!!

AO3 is back!!

I REPEAT, AO3 IS BACK!!

ALL HAIL FANFICTION

[goth-mami-writer]

{Hazbin Hotel One Shot}

Alastor/Reader Drabble 🖤❤️

(This is nothing special. Just something that fell into my brain, so naturally, that means i need to share it. I didn't want to post this on Archive, so imma just put it here ✌️)

《 Alastors' room was always the last stop on your rounds before ending the night. You weren't sure why, but it made the most sense seeing that he was on the highest floor, which was always last in line for the housekeeping staff at Hazbin Hotel.

That night you were especially tired. Hell had been more demanding than usual with guests coming and going so your day had been tiresome to say the very least. It was your first week so learning the routine was also pressure that weighed against you.

When you came to Alastor's illustrious suite that took up the majority of the top floor, you stood in awe just for a moment. A calming second allowed you to take a breath and recoup inside. The Radio Demon himself was hardly ever around so you found yourself comfortable in his room whenever you cleaned. There was no one around to stare over your shoulder and that was a relief.

No one really knew how perfect he kept his living space, there was hardly ever anything you actually needed to clean. Besides the occasional painting of blood spatter because well…he was Alastor.

You replenished his linens and saw that his bottles of liquor in the personal minibar were full, then you sighed exhaustedly. When you saw his large window that overlooked the landscape of Pentagram City, you decided to do something you hadn't done all day.

Sit down.

On his large red chaise you crashed down to give yourself another moment of peace. While being deep in wonder if this job was making you tired or maybe something else, you began to feel your eyelids become heavy. Softly, yet all at once, you were completely comatose in sleep by the window.

Unbeknownst to you, Alastor had actually been reading on the balcony outside but with having an empty teacup now, he made his way back into the suite. With a peculiar scent in the air that met his keen nose immediately, he turned to see you sleeping soundlessly on the chaise.

Your head was turned adorably to the side where the fires from the hellish outside illuminated your delicate features. Alastor sat his cup and saucer to the side to cross his arms behind his back as the long walking cane still swung in his grip to begin approaching this display that glinted in his scarlet eyes. With every step closer, his smile grew more devilish and wide to the amusing sight of a sleeping maid in his room.

He saw that your eyes were searching beneath your lids in an active bout of dreaming and he knew what he wanted to do. Of course he thought of snapping his fingers to evaporate the chaise to give you a nice scare awake but he thought differently. He'd never met you before, that must've meant you were new to the staff so as his first real introduction, he wanted to show mercy.

He admired anyone that was willing to work until the point of exhaustion that led to falling asleep on the job. It seemed selfless in his eyes.

He placed the walking stick under his arm before moving towards you closely. Bridal style, he heaved you up into his arms, watching your uniform gown sway in his careful movements towards his bed across the marble floor.

Softly, he laid your body down to the mattress that was dressed in soft, red satin bedclothes and removed your work shoes to cover you into the duvets warmly. He tried not to notice your alluring smell but his nose crinkled to the enticing scent of your skin being damp with a light sweat from working. His eyes fluttered after another inhale and he muttered through his grinning teeth that became eager for a taste of your flesh,

“Hm…divine.”

Your eyes snapped open upon hearing his voice that was so infamously washed in that radio dissonance, and you sat straight up to be in horror that you were laying in his bed.

Before you could spit out a fervent, stuttering apology, Alastor returned the cane to his gloved grip to also extend a cordial hand in your direction,

“My dear, you needn't apologize. There wasn't a transgression committed here. I hardly use this bed but I know it's far more comfortable than that old loveseat. Please, don't fret.”

You took his offered hand with an introduction, leaving your lips and only watched as his monocled eye seemed to glimmer at the sound of your voice finally before he replied charmingly,

“Pleasure to meet you. I've never had to meet you before which has to be a good sign. My presence usually isn't what the French call ‘a blessing’. But darling, if you're weary, I implore you to rest.”

You seemed unsure still that you would lie back down but you wanted to be sure that you could trust him not to just scamper off to tell your superiors that you were slacking off of finishing your shift. So you mentioned that if there was anything you could do for him in return, you'd be willing to oblige him.

Alastor's demonic lips curved upwards in delight with a smile and he knelt down with one knee to the floor with his walking stick lied across his lap as he looked up to you with an offering expression that was matched with his dialing eyes,

“You can sleep here all night for the rest of your nights, sweetheart, if you make this deal for me. Let's trade. At the end of each night, how about reporting to me with any funny business you see around the hotel? Everyone knows not to scheme around Ms. Morningstar, but they become so lax around the more lowly staff I've noticed. Whaddya say? Would you be my little bird and sing to me with any trouble?”

You found yourself blushing as you saw him perched below you, practically groveling for you to make a deal and you agreed. He outstretched his hand once more, offering you to shake on the agreement with his bold red eyes burning you with a strangling gaze.

You shook his hand carefully, hearing all the careful voices in your mind that warned you against making deals with demons, but something was different about Alastor.

How could you not trust someone who carries a stranger to their bed out of kindness?

You shook his hand and felt as he brought your knuckles to his mouth in a very gentlemanly kiss that made your cheeks hot once again.

“Wonderful! Well then. I won't bother you a second more, my love. Get some shut eye. As I stated, this bed doesn't get used….very much.”

You watched as he strolled in that leisurely gaint towards the door of his suite, even winking over to you before he softly closed the door. You lied back to the bed to let yourself settle but felt as a wide smile of your own became painted on your mouth. But why?, you thought before drifting off.

He was like that to everyone. Alastor was a gentleman.

Right? 》