#sibling niffty

[nostalgiclittlespace]

aa yay! could I get s comfort fic with cg alastor and sibby niffty? one where they're comforting a little reader going through period pains, if that doesn't go against your gender neutral rule. no pressure if it does though!

Absolutely, friend! Don’t worry, it doesn’t go against my gender neutral rules—namely that means I only use non gendered terms and they/them pronouns when writing a reader :D

This was so fun to write honestly; hurt/comfort from Alastor was great, and chaotic sibby Niffty was the cherry on top. I hope you like it; thanks for the request!

SFW AGE REGRESSION FIC. DNI IF NSFW, KINK, PROSHIP, OR SIMILAR. DO NOT REPOST TO OTHER SITES.

Title: Laughter is the Best Medicine

Pairing: Caregiver!Alastor, Little!Reader, & Sibby!Niffty (all platonic)

Wordcount: 1503

Description: You’re on your period, which leaves you Little and in pain. Thankfully you have an amazing caregiver and sibling in the Hazbin Hotel who will do everything they can to make you feel better with cuddles and play.

TW: Periods—not graphic. There’s references to (toy) medical equipment, pretend sickness, and surgery as they play doctor

Laughter is the Best Medicine

From the moment you woke up you knew today would be a rough day.  Your stomach ached with cramps, your own body swearing a bloody vengeance on itself.  Naturally, you were grumpy; who wouldn’t be if they had to deal with such agony?  

This was ridiculous; sinners couldn’t reproduce in Hell anyway, so why did you have to continue to suffer through periods?  You supposed it fell into the ‘eternal punishment’ category advertised by damnation.

There was one thing you could do.  He couldn’t actually take away the pain, but complaining to your Caregiver might ease your mind a little.  Alastor was a gentleman, afterall, and would do as much as he could to ease your suffering.

With that resolve, you rolled out of bed and dragged your feet all the way to his Radio Tower.  Even if the staircase to his quarters was just down the hall from you, every step felt Herculean.  Your body ached.  Your skin felt sticky and sweaty.  A headache was forming behind your eyes.  

Alastor was usually particular about your manners, but you couldn’t be bothered to knock before pushing open his bedroom door.  Your gaze immediately fell on your target, you sanctuary, the coziest place in Hell–Alastor’s bed.  It was warm and comfortable, and he always let you take naps there.  

Alastor himself was still asleep in bed, but you knew he wouldn’t mind if you joined him for snuggles, so you tip-toed over to him and crawled into bed.  But, being the Radio Demon came with hyper vigilance, so the moment your body made contact with his, Alastor was waking up.  You kept your eyes closed as your Caregiver stirred, unconcerned.  You both could go back to sleep, Alastor could give you some cuddles, and at a more reasonable hour of the morning (one that pushed into the afternoon, preferably) you could watch movies and have some chocolate and play.

“Well, good morning, dearest,” Alastor hummed, and a hand ran through your hair.  “What are you doing up so early?”

“I don’t feel good,” you moaned, curling closer to him.  “My tummy hurts and everything is sore.”

Alastor sighed softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead.  “That time again, dear?”

“Yeah.”

Much to your chagrin, Alastor sat up.  You kept your arms wrapped around his middle, longing for him to stay.  But, the deer demon carefully unfurled your fingers from their tight grip.

“I’ll be right back, dearest.  Just getting you some things.  We want you to feel better, don’t we?”

Nodding, you relented, allowing Alastor to lower you back onto the mattress and tuck the sheets around your enervated frame.  A kiss was pressed to your forehead before he walked into the bathroom, presumably to get the usual supplies of painkillers and a heating pad.  

You grimaced as you curled under the sheets, stomach tightly churning and back spasming.  You moaned, curling into a fetal position as Alastor returned from the bathroom with the aforementioned supplies in hand.  Though his permanent smile was still present, the furrow in his brows showed concern and sympathy.

He sat on the edge of the bed beside you, pressing a hand to your forehead to ensure the pain wasn’t bad enough to bring a fever, and ruffling your hair a little before pulling away.  With the small measuring cup, he poured a small amount of liquid pain relievers from the bottle and held it out for you.  You downed it in one quick swig, the artificially saccharine flavor gag worthy.

“Good job,” Alastor praised, catching your disgusted expression.  “I know it doesn’t taste very pleasant, but I appreciate that you take it anyway.”

You hummed in response before extending your grabby hands out to him.  You strained to sit up, and luckily Alastor was quick about taking you up in his arms again.  He set you on his lap before grabbing the knitted blanket at the foot of the bed and wrapping it around your shoulders.

“Poor dear,” he hummed, stroking your hair.  “I do hope you feel better soon.  I already miss that smile of yours, you know.”

“I hate this,” you complained, knowing that you could get away with ill-manners for today.

“I know,” he sympathized.  “Unfortunately biologically caused pain is not one I’m equipped to remove.  But I will be here to take care of you until you feel better.”

Nodding, you relaxed against Alastor’s frame; he adjusted his hold so you were cradled across his chest, head against his shoulder.  Despite the painful jabs in your abdomen, you felt quite a bit more peaceful.  You were ready to go back to sleep; maybe Alastor would sing you one of his fancy, vintage radio songs as a lullaby–

The door to the Radio Tower slammed open.

You startled back awake from your sleepy daze, looking around wildly and whining.  Alastor, unfazed as ever, hushed you softly, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze as he took in the sight of Niffty barrelling into the room.  

She was still in her nightgown and her hair stuck up in every direction, clearly having just woken up but more energetic than you and Alastor combined.  Ordinarily, you would love to play with her in the mornings, but today the tiredness and aches plaguing your body begged you to stay in bed all day.

“Good morning!” Niffty exclaimed as she ran up to the bed.  “Are you playing without me?  I want to join!”

“Shhh,” Alastor reminded her gently, tapping a finger to his lip.  “No, dear we were not playing without you.  Your sibling isn’t feeling well today.”

“Ohhhhh!” Niffty realized before turning her attention to you.  Her eye glistened with mischief and determination.  “Don’t worry!  I can make you feel better!  I can play doctor!”

That seemed like a nice idea.  Now you could play, and stay snuggled!  How fun!  You nodded, and Alastor smiled to himself and muttered something about the idea of Nifty being a doctor being the opposite of reassuring.  Nonetheless, he agreed to play along; he would be Niffty’s assistant and let you, the patient, stay sitting on his lap.  

Niffty snatched her toy doctor’s kit from the toy chest in record time.  She grinned widely, adorned with a plastic stethoscope and blood pressure cuff.  She looked very professional in your opinion!  

“Doctor Niffty, maybe you can start by giving our patient a heating pad.  We want to get their symptoms under control, don’t we?” Alastor suggested.

“Good idea, Nurse Alastor!” the cyclops declared, and found the heating pad Alastor brought out earlier.  Gingerly, she rested it on your stomach and plugged in into the nearby outlet.  Alastor took charge of setting the temperature, saying it was a grown-up job and he didn’t want it to get too hot.

“Now I need to check your temperature,” Niffty said, holding up a plastic thermometer.  “Say ahh!”

Niffty placed the toy in your mouth, and spun the dial on the end before plucking it out with an exaggerated, “hmmmmmm…you’re not very well at all.  You have a fever!”

“But Alastor checked my temperature a little bit ago,” you giggled.  “I was fine!”

“Nurse Alastor must not know what he’s doing.  See?  My thermometer says you have a fever,” Niffty announced, showing you the sad face and numbers on the toy.

“Well, my mistake; how could I have missed it!” Alastor exclaimed dramatically.  “What does our patient need next, Doctor?”

For the next ten minutes, Niffty ran all sorts of tests, from checking your pulse and lungs with her stethoscope (she said you had a very strong heart beat!) to looking in your eyes and ears.  She checked your reflexes with the rubber hammer, checked your blood pressure, and lastly gave you a pretend shot and a very real lollipop.

“Now you have to be all better,” Niffty ordered.

“I do feel better,” you nodded, in part thanks to the pain relievers kicking in, and because maybe laughter really was the best medicine–you had gotten plenty of giggles in while you played.

“Now it’s Alastor’s turn to be the patient!” Niffty said.

“Can I be nurse now?” you asked.

“Of course!  I bet you know how to take a temperature, unlike that Nurse Alastor.  He has to be fired for neglecting patients,” Niffty nodded very seriously.

“Well, I suppose karma has caught up to me, since now I need your help!  Tell, me Doctor Niffty, what’s wrong with me?” Alastor played along with a his usual wide smile.

“Hmmmmm,” she hummed, placing her stethoscope to his chest before turning to you with a gasp.   “Nurse, listen to this!”

You crawled off Alastor’s lap and took a turn with the ear pieces.  “That doesn’t sound very good.”

“It’s not!  His heart is failing!  He needs surgery!  Quick!  To the ambulance!” Niffty squealed before running across the room to get more toys, presumably for Alastor’s operation, and making siren sound effects.

“Don’t worry, Alastor.  You are in good hands with Doctor Niffty,” you said.

“I’m sure,” Alastor replied dryly. 

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Angel Dust: "Have I ever said you're like the sister I never had, toots?"

Vaggie: "You did have a sister, Angel Dust."

Angel Dust: "Yeah, but she was a nice one."

Vaggie: "Cry me a river and get your ass off the countertop before I tragically lose the only brother figure I've ever had."

Angel Dust: "Awww! Didn' know I meant so to much ya~"

Vaggie: "You don't. But if kill you, Husk will never speak to me again."

Angel Dust: "...."

Angel Dust: "...oh that one was gooood."

Vaggie: (smirking) (shoving him) "OFF."

-exiled in the doorway-

Charlie: (pouting) "I don't get it."

Husk: "What?"

Charlie: "This! Their whole, not friends friends thing? It's like they LIKE being mean to each other!"

Husk: "You an only child, yeah?"

Charlie: "Yes??"

Husk: "It's a sibling thing. Don't fucking worry about it."

Niffty: (from a ceiling vent) (voice echoing ominously) "I'd LOoooVE to be your ssssibling, Charlieeeee....."

Charlie: "GAH!!"

Husk: "Worry about that."

[chaoticace2005]

Angel: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.

Niffty: Why do you need to be a roomba for that to happen?

Angel: …you make a good point but now I’m scared.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

You Don't Deserve....: Vaggie & Angel

Vaggie: Hand over all the pictures and videos you have of me and Charlie being drunk! Right! NOW!!!

Angel: (holding his phone high above Vaggie's head) Fuckin' make me, bitch!

Vaggie: Asshole!

Angel: Skank!

Vaggie: Unglorified glory hole!

Angel: Tit-less twat waffle!

Vaggie: Oh! (Growls and huffs) Suck my ass, you piece of shit!

Angel: Ha! What? You sad that I'd only make you feel like an idiot if I sucked down that strap you use on Charlie?

Vaggie: No, because you aren't worth the time and energy it would take for me to put the damn thing on!

Cherri, Husk, & Niffty: Oooooooooooh!!!!

[tending-the-hearth]

no thought just angel and his family

[allastoredeer]

I don't think Alastor would be a good father, but at the same time I don't think he is or will ever interested in being a father. His relationship with Niffty seems more sibling coded to me, meanwhile his relationship with Charlie seems like the one between a teacher and his student.

You're right, he wouldn't be a good father.

He'd be a good ✨mother✨

I don't see Niffty and Alastor's relationship as father/daughter, but I don't really see it sibling-coded either. I don't think they're friends the way Alastor is with Rosie, but I still think they're too close to be anything less than that.

They're a secret third option that I don't know the name of.

Regardless, I love their relationship so much and I adore them.

[tobi-draws]

My babies <3

[seanoridraws]

The sibling energy is strong with these two

[roselemari]

Bee and Ozzie getting ready to jump Alastor after they heard him insult Lucifer

Charlie: Wait! Wait! Uncle Ozzie, Aunt bee. I’m sure Alastor didn’t mean what he said that’s just his personality, please don’t hurt him. You know he’s been a great help to the hotel.

Ozzie: oh sweetie 😊

Bee: That means nothing to us 😊

*About to attack again*

Charlie: Dad!

Lucifer: ok, Charlie is right you can’t do this

Charlie: *lets out a sigh of relief*

Lucifer: not until I get my camera

Charlie: what, no!

Alastor: *intense radio noises*

Cut to Angel, Cherri and husk eating popcorn in the background. Niffty watching with a maniac smile and Vaggie who is debating if she should help Charlie but kinda also wants to see Alastor get jumped.

[spiderevansss]

Re- designing hazbin hotel characters as someone who hasn't seen the show and hates the characters design

[vaggietheangel]

"Omg I wish I had a little sister"

Avarage little sister experience:

[deer-snake-morningstar]

A moment with this sibling duo from my newest fic, “To Bleed And Burn For You”, Chapter 8.

[chaoticace2005]

These are actual experiences I’ve had with my little brother 😂 😭

Edit: comments are making me even more scared of younger siblings. Seriously wtf guys 😂

[gctchella]

im glad my stupidity has brought live love laughter into the household

[shootinwebs]

( NSFW implied )

headcanon that since alastor and niffty basically consider each other as father and daughter, it terrifies the everliving shit out of alastor (even though she's a grown-ass adult but it's just a dad thing) when niffty makes sexual comments about men within alastor's earshot like "i would make that guy (blankity blankity blank)." it makes alastor feel scared lmfao

[sapphireluna96]

*The Hotel crew is at the front gates of LuLu World. Two Cast Members enter carrying Niffty swaddled in a towel*

CM #1: We found this one swimming naked in the Fermentarium.

Niffty: I am the Lizard Queen!

CM #2: Give her this (hands Alastor two pills), and this (hands Angel Dust two more pills), and then these (hands Charlie a handful of pills).

Alastor: Thank you, doctor.

CM #2: Oh, I'm not a doctor.