#zestial imagine

[helluvapoison]

Possessive

how the overlords would put a claim on you

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˚✧₊⁎ Carmilla Carmine ⁎⁺˳✧༚

As much as she loves spending her mornings in bed with you, wishfully thinking she could stay there all day, she can only give you 3 more minutes at best. Being an Overlord and a CEO keeps her rather busy. You’re grown, you can handle yourself (you have to in this world) she’s not keeping tabs on your whereabouts. Carmilla isn’t itching for a fight like these new “up and comers”. Giving you something to protect you when she’s not around simultaneously puts a target on your back. A simple ring with her name inscribed would suffice, satisfying any possessive vices she may or may not have

˚✧₊⁎ Zestial ⁎⁺˳✧༚

Abhorrent is jealousy, driving the younger generations to filth like, ugh, hickeys. Although, on a certain level he does understand. Being in Hell for as long as he has and alone the same amount, he knows all too well the primal need to claim what other’s might steal. One must leave their mark as a warning sign for others. Zestial’s exceptionally charming when he wants something, notably not asking when he presents you with the crisply wrapped gifts. There’s no less than twenty. Boxes upon boxes of accessories and clothes that suit you but hold his color palette, spider and web details to boot. He’s utterly thrilled when you wear them, showering you in compliments and declaring himself the luckiest soul in Hell

˚✧₊⁎ Rosie ⁎⁺˳✧༚

Goodness, have you seen how sinners nowadays go about the whole ordeal? What happened to romance!? Call her old fashioned, but Rosie likes a smidge of glamour in her techniques! She’ll walk shoulder to shoulder with you, holding her parasail over the both of you. She’ll accidentally press her painted lips on your cheek and forget, quickly getting swept up into conversation with someone or the other. It’s fine, no one would question her! Not if they wanted to live anyways. Butterflies swarm her stomach when she notices you haven’t wiped her imprint away, a proud smile spreading across her face. It becomes purposeful as the days go on

˚✧₊⁎ Alastor ⁎⁺˳✧༚

While happy to broadcast newsworthy exploits, sharing his private affairs with the world is out of the question. Of course the appeal of it all isn’t lost on him, he merely doesn’t see the point. Why broaden your horizons of potential dangers by claiming you publicly? To calm that unruly, covetous alien in the pit of his chest? He’s not that selfish! Besides, nothing less than something permanent could truly satisfy him anyhow

˚✧₊⁎ Valentino ⁎⁺˳✧༚

If he doesn’t have eyes on you, he’s working. Those measley hours apart won’t stop him from reminding all of Hell you still belong to him. He doesn’t trust anyone down here. He’ll convince you it’s for your safety that he tightens the collar around your neck. With a hum of approval, Val’s long and slender fingers twist the tag with his name on it. Heart shaped, of course, he loves you after all!

˚✧₊⁎ Vox ⁎⁺˳✧༚

Only the insecure need to put a claim on their person. That’s not Vox, no way! You’re never really out of his sights anyways, what with today’s power of technology and all! The need to brand you goes a different route. He wants everyone to know you’re spoken for, pulling you on camera every chance he gets. He wants them to stare in awe and envy but cast their eyes down when you walk by in public. A slight on you would be a slight on him personally and no one messes with The Vees

˚✧₊⁎ Velvette ⁎⁺˳✧༚

Truthfully, there isn’t much she wouldn’t do. You’re all over her Sinstagram and that says it all. Every runway show, every red carpet walk, every paparazzi shot you’re always beside her. Vel dresses you left and right to match her OOTD somehow. She snaps a pic every single day (sometimes more) to show her followers their favorite couple is thriving and stylish as always! The description never fails to scream how your all hers

[redr0sewrites]

🥀Zestial Doodles🥀

tumblr why do u keep fucking with the quality urghhh- hes so pookie bear coded i love him sm-

ANYWAAAAYSSS i could yap about zestial for hours so here are some of my hcs (esp for his human form/life) below:

starting off strong, i hc that he has a very narrow upper palette in his mouth, which is why in death his mouth looks all crooked. while we don't know much about zestial, we do know he's old af and obviously dentists weren't really around in his era, so he pretty much lived with the narrow palette his entire life (tootalluyyy not projecting)

he also has a naturally crooked smile + teeth, and heavy dimples

back when he was alive, he had a high social status/class and was a relatively wealthy noble. he worked his way up from the bottom through making deals and earning favors, which attributed to his cunning nature

zestial was a serial killer, and would attack anyone who wronged him or disobeyed him. because he was so intelligent, his victims would often disappear quickly and quietly with no evidence tying back to him.

zestial was diagnosed with porphyria at a young age, which is a blood disease that is related to your liver and bone marrow, and the overall production of a certain hemoglobin that assists your blood in transporting oxygen around the body. porphyria can cause pale skin, receding gums, and other vampire-like traits which caused many around him to become suspicious and begin starting rumors that he was a vampire

doctors would sometimes prescribe patients in the middle ages with blood diseases to drink animal blood, and when given that prescription, zestial decided to take it a step further and start drinking human blood as well (leading to his spider-like traits in the afterlife, and also adding to the vampire rumors)

eventually he was caught and burned at the stake, leading to his charred skin and lack of features in death

zestial's hair is very curly, but he would slick it back to fit in more with the european standard. he also refused to wear a white wig like most upperclass men, which set him apart in social gatherings

he has heavy eyebags and rarely sleeps, even when he was alive he was much more active at night

zestial was incredibly tall even in life and especially tall for his time period. he would often wear a hat to appear even taller

[6esiree]

Gen Z Things With The Hazbin Men

Just some funny stuff I saw on Instagram. I’ll do one with the women next! Also, writing for Zestial is so hard like, why does he speak like that? 😭

Alastor:

The Dill-Doe Shirt

“Look at what my darling bought me!” Alastor announces excitedly, stretching his shirt so everybody can see, the word ‘Dill-Doe’ standing out. “Ha! Isn’t it hilarious? It’s a doe wearing a dill pickle as a costume!”

“Al, that says Dill-Doe, like, a dildo,” Angel says, trying not to laugh. “Do ya know what that is?”

“A what now?” Alastor asks innocently.

“Shut up, Angel!”

Lucifer:

The J in June

“Luci, do you know what the J in June stands for?” You ask Lucifer.

“Oh, I didn’t even know it stood for anything,” Lucifer says. “Well, what is it, honey?”

“The J in June is for the Jiggle in my ass when I walk,” You say, looking over your shoulder as you strut down the hallway.

“I believe you,” Lucifer says, fanning his face as he watches your ass do just that.

“You have no shame!”

Husk:

Spell RUN

“Husk, touch your toes,” You tell Husk, trying to keep a straight face as you discreetly record him.

“Fine, but it better not be somethin’ stupid,” Husk says, bending over and touching his toes.

“Okay, now spell ‘Run’ three times.”

“R-U-N, R-U-N, R-U—“ Husk realizes, his eyes widening as you start laughing while you hold up your phone. “Wait a fuckin’ minute.”

“HA! You’re asking if it’s in your—“ You start, but then he tackles you to the ground, shattering your phone.

Vox:

Can I Hold It While You Pee?

“I’m going to the restroom,” Vox announces as he stands up from the couch.

“Wait, let me come with you!” You say, following behind him.

“What, why would you want to do that?” Vox stutters as he turns around, a horrified look on his face.

“Can I hold it while you pee?” You ask, but he shakes his head as he backs up from you, accidentally cornering himself.

“Stay away from me!” Vox says before teleporting out of the room, leaving you pouting.

Adam:

Throw Cheeks, Bbg

“Throw cheeks, babygirl,” You tell Adam as you walk into the room.

He instantly turns his backside away from you, covering his ass with his wings.

“NO! I’M NOT THROWING CHEEKS,” Adam yells, folding his arms and shaking his head. “I DON’T WANNA!”

Angel Dust:

Impregnating A Man

“Ya eva’ love ya man so much ya just wish ya were seahorses?” Angel sighs as he looks at you, but you’re too busy scrolling on your phone to notice. “Ta get him pregnant, I mean.”

“Just because he’s a man doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try,” You tell him.

“Huh, yeah, ya right!” Angel says, grabbing your chin and making you look at him. “Wanna try, sweetcheeks?”

“Oh no, I forgot that was me.”

Sir Pentious:

The BBL

“Hey, Pentious!” You greet the serpent, an innocent smile on your face. “Can I give you a BBL?”

“A BBL? What isss that?” Sir Pentious asks you, confused. “If it’s nothing bad, perhaps I could allow you to—“ He continues sheepishly.

“DON’T SAY YES, THEY BOTCHED MINE!” Angel screeches, barging into the room, two small pillows falling from his skirt.

“Wait, Pentious, DON’T GO!” You whine as you watch him slither away in fear.

Valentino:

I Don’t Take In Strays

“What’s your address?” Valentino texts you. You only gave him your number so he could leave you alone. “I’m spending the night.”

“4351 Pasadena Ave,” You text back.

“That’s the animal shelter?”

“Yeah, they take in strays. Not me, goodnight.”

Saint Peter:

When Did I Ask?

“So, uh, Emily was telling me about this new restaurant that opened up,” Saint Peter starts, nervously wringing his hands together. “And I was wondering if you wanted to go?”

“When?” You asked, trying not to laugh.

“Oh, well, how does Friday—“

“Did I ask?”

Saint Peter’s face drops, his cheeks flushing in embarrassment, losing whatever confidence he had built up to ask you out.

“Oh my God, you poor baby! I’m so, so sorry, I have no self control,” You said, rushing to him and holding his face in your hands, a relieved sigh escaping his throat as you litter him with kisses. “Yes! I’ll go out with you, a million times yes!”

Zestial:

Mike Who Cheese Hairy

“Good morning, sweetness,” Zestial says, leaning down to look at your shirt when you approach him. “Oh? What art thee wearing today?“

He squints as you stretch it, four words in bold staring back at him: Mike, Who, Cheese, and Hairy. Carmilla’s daughters are trying not to laugh.

“Repeat it and you’ll find out,” You say, a wicked smile on your face.

“Mike…Who…Cheese…Hairy,” Zestial says out loud, still confused. “I don’t understand?”

“Who said ‘My coochie is hairy?’” Carmilla asks as she walks into the room.

“Zestial!” You burst out laughing, but then she throttles you, leaving the older man horrified.

[circeyoru]

Collection of Overlords _ Part 2 = Requested

[Alastor x Soul Owner of All Overlords!Reader]

Part 1 — Part 1.5 — Part 2 (here) — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5 — Part 6 — Part 7 — Part 8 — Part 9  — Part 10 — Part 11 — Part 12 — Part 13

In a room, dark and empty, the floor below encased millions of crying and pleading souls. Yet you walked over them as one would to insects on the ground. Your eyes peeked open a bit and the voices all quiet to nothing

The rows of Knight armours and life-sized wooden figures that aligned the walls all bowed in your presence. Your feet brought you to a round red table to the farther side, on top of the table was the exact replica of the landscape of the Pride Ring

In this domain of yours was a lovely creation of yours after Lucifer took over Hell, a table for each of the Rings of Hell and one each table was the exact map of everything within the Ring. From buildings to landmarks to the portals to other Rings for the Hellborns. You had it all and saw it all with your eyes around all of Hell

Your fingers hovered over the marked territories and the duplicates of your souls’ figures placed in their respective areas. Your eyes scanned over, spotting some new figures that has appeared and some areas marked with unfamiliar colours and aura. A hand waves over the entirety of the map like a fan, domains marked in red was nearly half of the place

Whispers of souls from the bodies of your provided winged creatures known as Cages flew around you. They were of your design, with black feathered bodies and wings, similar to that of a crow or raven. But with a twist, eyes red as blood, wings of blades, metal claws, and uniquely their bodies house the souls you deemed with potential to return back to their own lives

“Sinners have been brazen.” 

“Very bold. They have stolen your land.” 

“Disrespectful. Undeserving.”

“Lazy Overlords!”

“Now, now, my Cages. They have a hard time as it is, don’t give them too much pressure.” While your tone was understanding and sweet, the coldness and disappointment in your eyes told a different story. “But I suppose they have been slacking in my absence.”

“Slacking. Slacking.” 

“How dare they. How dare.” 

“Punishment. Punishment.”

“Meeting?” 

A smile formed and your eyes closed, you turned away from the table as familiar dolls floated over to you. “Yes, it is time for a reunion.” 

A soft tune played in the radio tower. You sat in the comfortable armchair while your finger swayed from side to side with the music, you hummed a bit with your eyes closed, and one leg crossed over the other. Various pages floated in the air while a pen was writing on each of them at lightning speed

Your head tilted up a bit as something came to your knowledge. With a snap of your fingers, the paperwork all disappeared and the soft tune was gone. You hummed as you got up and faced outside, even with your eyes closed you can see all of Pentagram City that was the heart of the Pride Ring

“Alastor.”

The Radio Demon immediately appeared after the shadows rose to form his figure, he bowed with hand over his heart before placing it behind his back as he straightened up, “Yes, My Dear Liege?”

“Is Vox still challenging you to random games of his?” You remained facing the view outside of the tower’s window.

“That he is.”

After Alastor had rubbed into Vox’s face that you were avoiding Vox, the insecure Overlord was keen on challenging Alastor on battles of a playful nature to one up him as a way to prove he was superior. Though all that told you was his childishness and lack of responsibility

It had been a while since your presence was made known to the other Overlords, particularly your elite collection. Your stay in the Hazbin Hotel was passed within the group, but none dare to approach you as it was against your likeness to seek you out under information passed along. It wasn’t wise to fake or arrange a chance meeting as well, for you’d know and they don’t want to face the consequence

While you were physically absent, you were not ignorant to what goes on, especially with your collection. You thought perhaps it was time for you to formally make yourself known since they have been very well behaved even after Alastor egged them so. Good that none took the bait

It’s not your intention, however, to put such test and tease for your wonderful elites, but when the opportunity is there, you can’t resist. You let things fall and observe the results. They were very amusing with their persistence to find you yet appear as though they weren’t bothered with your absence

Though the fun’s gotta end

“Arrange a meeting of my Elites,” You turned your head to Alastor’s direction with your eyes closed, “Hmm, in 6 days, let’s do it at Camilla’s place. The Witching hour would do nicely.”

Alastor bowed once more, “Of course, as you desire. Shall I broadcast it right away?”

You gestured to his chair for him to take a seat. When he did, you placed a hand on his shoulder and your eyes opened with a glow, in turn, so did his pendant with an eye design, “Please do.”

Alastor felt power surge through his form as his tower lit up with an eerie green, he spoke into the microphone on his desk, “Let this be a broadcast to the only Elites~ A special message and invitation to the Collection of Elites from Our Beloved Liege.”

Simultaneously, in various parts of the Pride Ring, targetted individuals received their broadcast. Immediately standing at alert

Zestial threw away his teacup and saucer the moment he felt the left coat pocket glow. He carefully took out his pendant and made it hover in the air while his head bowed, awaiting for the message broadcasted through Alastor’s powers mixed with yours

Carmilla raised from her seat when her chest warmed from the pendant, she pulled it out from the charm from the chain around her neck. She brushed aside the documents she had littered around her desk and placed it down, bowing with her hair down when she realized the situation, the long await word from you

Rosie shushed her cannibals, excusing herself when his pendant warmed up with a glow. She arrived at her private room and set the pendant on the couch while she seated next to it, acting as if you were present with her

Zeezi immediately threw a punch at the demon, quickly ending the fight. She kicked away the body, wiping away the blood on her hands before taking out the pendant, and bowed her head to it with eyes closed

Vox’s eyes widened, eying the pendant when Alastor’s voice came through, he was about to dismiss it but the fact that your title was mentioned meant Alastor was speaking on your behalf. He travelled through the cameras to where the other two were lazing around with the pendant in hand, putting it on the table in front of him and which made Velvette and Valentino snap to attention

“A meeting will be held in actually 6 days, at the Wtiching Hour. The meeting place will be at Carmilla’s. Needless to say, your attendance is mandatory.” Alastor relayed all the details you told him.

However, before Alastor ended the broadcast, you spoke up near the microphone, “I look forward to your presence, everyone.”

Once the news was out, the Overlords immediately got to work

Zestial went to Carmilla’s place help her prepare to your standards and satisfactory. Preparing the room to be more elegant and dignified, different from how the usual Overlord meetings were when she hosted

When Carmilla’s daughters heard the news, they were excited as well, it has been ages since they last saw you and even longer when their household was hosting your meeting place. For it was an undeniable honour for you to pick their rundown location for something so rare and sacred

After all, this was the first meeting you’ve hosted and called the others since years, it felt even longer when it was you that gathered everyone together like this. Surely, the topics of discussion was grim and serious for such an occasion

Either way, all Overlords were going to enjoy their time in your presence. Just having you near them was a gift and for you to call them was a joyious event, one worthy of celebration

Though they were very envious that Alastor got you to himself all this time. Again, the blame would be on Vox who had been causing you such discomfortable in your own world, for all their territories were yours to begin with. You were merely gracious to share your spoils with them. Lowly sinners that rose to their current standing and ranks with your support

All looked forward and dreaded the day that was to come. The other sinners and demons felt a change in the air when the Elite Overlords were more active. It was subtle but hard to ignore when the Overlords were more on edge and easy to come to anger

Zestial appearing in the streets more, Carmilla’s demand for perfection, Rosie’s increase appetite, Zeezi’s increase violent battles, and the Vees’ desperate need to produce more results

Somehow, the nobodies Overlords heard of an Overlord meeting and planned on attending as well. Yet the moment these self-proclaimed souls planned on doing so, knight armours and wooden figurines took a hold of them and the shadows devoured them without mercy

Alastor set down a plate of food in front of you, noticing the small smile on your face even when your eyes were closed. “Does something amuse you so, My Liege?”

You chuckled, “Oh, nothing much. Merely some souls begging for a good torment.”

Alastor felt his smile grow, understanding the implication. He so loved your sadistic nature to those unworthy, for he done the same. “I see. As long as you’re enjoying yourself.”

Your eyelids fluttered open a hinch, “Believe me when I say, I am.”

Note: Okay, I lied. There's more to write than I thought. In my defense, there wasn't much idea, but then it flooded when I started. So there's part 3 where the Overlords are meeting the Collector~

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[hells-wasabii]

How would each of the Hell characters(Hotel group, Lucifer, Overlords, Vees) do while cooking entirely on their own? Can be platonic or romantic, whichever you want

A/N: So I know I said 2, but the other one isn’t ready yet I’m still writing it. It’s gonna be pretty big too since it’s that velvette part 2. But I had to get my cat spayed today so I’ve been super busy all day keeping her out of trouble and from hurting herself :/ but anywho, enjoy!

Characters: All that I write for

Type: Hesdcanons (hazbin cast cooking headcanons)

Charlie

With Charlie, I’m a little torn. On the one hand, she’s a princess, so cooking would likely be more of a novelty considering she likely had staff to do it for her. But this is Charlie we’re talking about. She would go out of her way to learn how to cook. Wouldn’t give up either, not until she could do it on her own. I would imagine that she started learning from Vaggie and reading cookbooks.

Vaggie

When it comes to Vaggie, she can cook some, but she’s definitely super humble about it, brushing off any compliments because it’s ‘just food’. If the issue is pressed I can see her getting a little embarrassed about it. It’s mostly dishes that she had been taught while she was growing up, along with basic dishes that don’t necessarily require a honed skill to make.

Angel

Angel can cook, though he doesn’t exactly put much effort into it. I can definitely see him just throwing something together so he can eat and move on with whatever else he has going. Baking is a different story. I can really imagine while he was growing up he would sneak his way into the kitchen while his mother and Molly were baking. He picked it up pretty easily. And as someone who enjoys baking let me just say that his extra set of arms would be so helpful.

Husk

Husk was an entertainer in life, growing up in a casino, learning the trades in the house. That also includes the kitchens. Sure he likely didn’t spend a whole lot of time there but he still picked up a thing or two. So he’d be able to hold his own fairly well when it comes to making a homecooked meal.

Alastor

While it’s canon that the radio demon can cook, I feel like he specifically likes to cook recipes his mother left behind. Cooking recipes from his youth reminds him of joining his mother in the kitchen whipping something up for lunch and helping her prep for dinner. He’s not all that adventurous in the kitchen, though. He likes to stick with what he knows and what he grew up with.

Niffty

Having died in the 50s as a young housewife, I genuinely believe that she at least knows some fad recipes, like those salads and casserole recipes. Jello molds too. But that’s not to say that she wouldn’t know some basic stuff. I can definitely see Niffty being the type to try to create whole new recipes with varying, mostly horrifying results.

Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious is a genius, there’s no doubt about that, but the man can’t cook. At all. He’d burn water honestly. But baking? Oh yeah, he can bake with out a doubt(but not necessarily the decorating part), it’s basically science, but not cook. He’d quite honestly have the Egg Bois help, but let’s be honest here, that’d be a disaster too.

Cherri Bomb

I’ll admit, I wasn’t to sure about Cherri. She just doesn’t seem like the type to cook. Nah. Cherri is the queen of takeout. She can boil water but that’s really about it. Honestly, she’s only really a couple of steps above Sir Pentious, but she can’t bake either. Sometimes though, before Angel went off to the hotel, she would go out and buy ingredients and stuff and go to his apartment and they (he) would make something.

Vox

This man absolutely can cook, and he’s pretty damn good at it too. Considering he’s the television demon, he’s going to have several cooking shows. Hell, he even stars in a couple of them. That being said, he’s not one to do things half-assed. Sure, a lot of cooking shows have stuff that was prepared beforehand, but with Vox’s he goes out of his way to actually make the dishes in real time.

Valentino

I stand by my headcanons from my Valentino posts. He can cook, but it’s honestly a solid 50-50 on whether or not it’s burnt or edible. He’s pretty easily distracted, whether it’s a phone call or something else entirely, so if it's a dish that you have to pay close attention to, it’s likely to not turn out right.

Velvette

Velvette can do some light cooking, but nothing too extravagant. She’s got more important things to do, such as keeping Vox and Valentino on track. With a schedule as busy as hers, I don’t think she would cook often, preferring either Vox’s cooking or takeout. Oh but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t take a picture and post it, because it’s Velvette, of course she does. Oh! But She’s probably been on Vox’s show as some sort of celeb guest type deal, the dish they made definitely stuck with her, so she might make it from time to time.

Zestial

Considering how long Zestial has been around, I would be more surprised if he couldn’t cook. You can’t convince me that after a while he at one point went through hobbies like a revolving door. Cooking absolutely would have been one of them. This man would absolutely try making the craziest things. He’d be up to date on all of the cooking fads, know recipes and cooking methods from several time periods and cultures. With him, there’s no telling what he might cook up next.

Carmilla

While I don’t think that she would really set aside time to cook often, she’s pretty skilled in the kitchen. Carmilla would likely have a couple of nights out of the month set aside to cook a meal with/for her and the girls, a tradition that carried on from their life before hell. She’d even take the opportunity to try new things while cooking.

Rosie

Oh, Rosie can absolutely cook, it’s canon that its a hobby of hers. She’s very well versed in a multitude of cooking methods, and while she may not entirely like a whole lot of new-age gadgets in the kitchen, she can’t really deny the fact that they can be quite useful. I’m willing to bet that she would have an Instapot (they’re great I have two and one of them has an air fryer attachment)

Adam

Adam would never openly admit it, but he knows how to cook. He was the first man, he would have had to learn eventually, even if it was something as simple as preparing meats. That being said, he can grill. I’d be willing to bet that he’d host a little barbeque after the annual exterminations for the exorcists, maybe even enter into grilling competitions.

Lute

Lute’s honestly a bit of a wildcard when it comes to cooking. She might have been able to cook while she had been alive, but nowadays not so much. It had been a long time since she actively made anything, so she’d be pretty rusty. But other than the basics, I don’t really see her being able to be too creative in terms of cooking either. She’d honestly probably stick to what she knows and wouldn’t stray too far away from that.

Emily

I don’t necessarily think that seraphim would really need to eat, but that doesn’t mean that they can’t or don’t. In Emily’s case, I would imagine it as a scenario where she wanted to do something to get closer to humanity. They were her charge after all, or rather their state of happiness. But all humans eat and many find joy in doing so and even in the act of cooking, so she absolutely would be thrilled to learn! She’s getting better at it by the day.

Sera

Sera had likely done the same as Emily when she was a young angel, though I don’t see her sticking with it. I definitely think that she taught Emily to start her on her little culinary journey. She can cook, she just… doesn’t. I’d even go as far as to say it’s been centuries since she’s actually cooked a meal of any kind. That being said, if she were to jump into the kitchen nowadays, she probably wouldn’t have a very easy time finding her way around.

Lucifer

Lucifer is a man of many talents. He can absolutely cook, possibly even Michelin level, he just chooses not to. He likely just considers it a novelty of sorts, considering he has the power to simply poof food right in front of him. Honestly, it’s pretty helpful whenever he’s depressed and doesn’t feel like making anything. But, when it comes to his family and friends, he’s more than happy to whip something up.

Lilith

Another one who would likely consider cooking to be a novelty. Considering how she’s the second most powerful being in hell, and fiercely independent with more important things to worry about. Lilith wouldn’t concern herself with cooking unless it was with her family, and even then it likely didn’t happen that often after Charlie grew up.

Bonus:

Alastor Cat

Would wind up burning what ever building its in down. Was it intentional? Was it an accident? The world may never know

[helluvabun]

Zestial tries

[scoutswritingcorner]

Put Your Worries To Rest

Zestial x GN!Reader

A/N:FIRST TIME WRITING FOR THE BOY- SORRY IF I GET ANYTHING WRONG. Also very short. Possibly incorrect old english.

TW:Talks about nightmares and insomnia

You were having trouble sleeping as of late. Where you would be snuggled in bed with your husband as you both slept, it turned into nights staying awake curled in on yourself as nightmares have plagued your mind. 

It was only after he had found you slumped over the dining room table, that he carefully awoke your sleeping form, “Mine heart, why are thou sleeping at the table? Doth thou not find our bed comfy?” His deep voice rumbled you fully awake as you looked up at him, you’ve been caught.  “No no, I’ve just been having trouble sleeping lately, Dear.” You said allowing him to help you stand up. His large hands wrapped around one of your hands as he hummed. “Is someone giving thou troubles? I shall deal with it if thou shall grant thee the word.” You chuckled and shook your head, following him to your shared chambers, the conversation lulling to a comfortable silence as you allowed your mind to wander.

Your husband was nothing but patient at these times. “I’ve been having nightmares and so I figured if I stayed up those pesky thoughts wouldn’t bother me as much.” You confided watching as he turned his undivided attention towards you. “If thou never mind me asking, what kind of nightmares plague thy mind?” You froze at the question playing with the golden band on your finger, “..my death.” You whispered out not meeting his gaze. “I..I’ve never thought about it but now it’s torturing me every night.” 

His hands slowly grazed your cheek as he tilted your head up so you could meet his gaze. The soft gaze you were only ever allowed to see, he didn’t hide his true nature from you but this was the only way he looked at you. You weren’t beneath him nor did he hate you. He adored you, you were on the same level as him. You were his equal and you were treated as such, anyone treating you as anything else was not only disrespecting you but him as well. “Our perpetual wink is a hard thing to reminisce. It only is the way we remember how to be human yet never let that fear take ahold of thou, dear. I am hither  with thou, thou never hast to carry that burden any longer.” You leaned into his touch allowing yourself to feel the heavy burden that is exhaustion.

One of his slender hands brings your hand up as he leans the rest of the way down and presses a kiss to the golden band wrapped around your finger. A gentle reminder of the vows you both took so long ago. “Put thy worries to rest now, beloved. I shall be next thee when thou awake and are much more rested.” You nodded and leaned over to press a kiss to his hand in return, his smile widening from the display of affection. 

With one last kiss to your lips he gently nudges you towards the bedroom, his large hand splayed on your lower back. It was warm and comforting for you.

[norel-ravenclaw]

Hazbin Hotel Scenarios

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Featured characters: Alastor, Sir Pentious, Charlie, Angel, Husker, Lucifer, Niffty, Vox, Vaggie, Rosie, Zestial

Rating: sfw; occasional scenarios that hint at reader x character, minor angst and drinking

Description: Random scenarios with Hazbins!

PLEASE ask me to write stuff for Hazbin or Helluva!

- Meeting Rosie and having lunch with her and Alastor, he’s so pleased that you two get along so well. Gossiping after shop hours at Mimzy’s club.

- You find a plushie that reminds you of your fave. (A deer, a spider, a chibi tv character, a snake! So cute!) You’re careful to hide it, but one day they catch you and tease you about it.

- You’re sitting in the hotel lobby at the end of the day, listening to music, and Angel gets home. He leans over the back of the sofa and asks what you’re listening to. You offer him one of your ear buds and laugh at his reaction.

“What is this?”

“Electro swing. You could say I was inspired~” You jump up and grab his hand, urging him to dance with you.

Husker raises a brow at you both from behind the bar, dancing like idiots without music, but you both look so happy, he can’t help but smile.

Alastor walks into the room and sees you attempting swing dancing. Curious, he uses his magic to have the radio pick up the music from your phone.

You notice him and let him join in, trying to teach you the right way to swing. (You’ve never seen him look genuinely happier.)

Angel grabs Husk and makes him dance too.

Hearing the music downstairs, Sir Pentious and Charlie peek down to see what’s happening. Charlie gasps in delight and races to find Vaggie so they can dance.

You end up dancing between everyone there. Even Nifty joins in (making her cockroach puppets dance).

Lucifer gets back in the middle of things, and Charlie gleefully spins over to him, pulling him into the fray and pushing him to you. He tries to apologise for bumping into you, but you’re whisking him into the dance before he can finish.

- Being in hell, being dead, that’s kinda a lot sometimes. Angel’s days are always a lot. So the two of you cuddle basically every time you’re in the same room.

- Charlie, in her bid to find ways for her guests to connect, searches the human realm internet for pictures of everyone. Despite the odds, she somehow manages it.

You’re coming downstairs while she and Nifty are setting up the projector, a very familiar picture of you larger than life on the wall.

Angel awws from the sofa and Husker smacks him.

Then his own picture comes up, a handsome gangster looking man from the twenties.

Now it’s full blown wolf whistles.

Then…

“Alastor?? Damn…”

Angel hears you and grins. “Right?”

“I’d let him kill me~”

The man in question steps in with a complicated smile. “Oh my. I’ll not even ask how you managed to get ahold of such a thing.”

Charlie squeals in excitement. “It took me three weeks! Ooh, Angel is next!”

A… skilfully cropped picture is next of him.

Sir Pentious comes down the stairs behind you (you’re still impressed that the snake can navigate stairs) and gasps when his own portrait comes up in the slideshow. “Oh my ssstars!”

“Woah, check out those luscious locks Pen,” Angel says.

Everyone gets a drink after that.

- Alastor smiling so softly at you when he takes you to Cannibal Town and you think the old architecture is pretty. A band is playing in a nearby gazebo… more impromptu dancing. A chance to fix your embarrassing lack of skill, he insists.

- You’re going to bed one night and happen to see Sir Pentious coming out of his room without his top hat, and you’re frozen for a second.

“Oh, hello. Er, isss something wrong?”

“N-no! Sorry, it’s just… your uh… It looks like you have the most amazing hair, the way the black comes around your face… It’s pretty… Sorry, sorry this is so weird, I’m sorry goodnight!”

You slam your bedroom door, leaving him a blushing mess.

- Angel is teasing you about something (or someone) and says something about calling them Daddy.

“Ugh, I’m not calling anyone that!”

“No? Husky, whaddya think about him?”

He glares at us while wiping down a glass and you shrug. “I mean he’s definitely daddy material, but I’m still not calling him that.”

Angel bursts out laughing before Husker throws a glass at you both.

- Imagine being brilliant with social media, blowing up your tiny one person business overnight in helping people promote their stuff, and catching the attention of the Vees. Telling them casually the solutions to problems they’ve been trying to solve for months. Their looks of impressed and interested awe.

- You were out for the day with Lucifer and Alastor, knowing they had a meeting with the overlords later. You wait outside, and Zestial, uncharacteristically running almost late, passes you by on the way in. You are a bit old fashioned, and the way you politely incline your head to him makes him stop in his tracks and ask your name. Perhaps it is worth noting a soul such as yourself…

- Every time you appreciate something from the 20’s/30’s, Alastor gets so happy and clingy with you. Everyone comments how touchy is is with you and just to spite them he starts doing it more.

- Bumping into your fave in the small but densely packed library, with collections from both Charlie and Lucifer. Reading together in comfortable silence. (Or scrolling on their phone as they’re escaping someone/something.)

- Helping Charlie pirate human realm leadership podcasts as she’s stepping into her role more.

- Making a (non magical) deal with Alastor after Lucifer screams at him one too many times for not listening to his voicemails. For every technological or modern world bit of information you share, he’ll teach you something from his own era.

- Finding Alastor tinkering on old radios he collects, sleeves rolled, jacket off. Losing your mind over his deer tail and scrambling - failing - to hide your sheer delight. Finally breaking down and confessing that it’s absolutely darling~ He threatens to kill you and you agree it would be justified. He huffs and nods you over to his desk. He could use a second pair of hands. Or maybe he just wants to electrocute you so you can never tell a soul what you just saw, he says with a smile.

- Vox was there from the beginning days of television, and as much as he knows how brutal the entertainment business is, he still secretly likes a bunch of old fashioned shows and movies that no one ever talks about. He’d be so happy if you threw a vintage movie night for him and let him ramble about the good old days~ Dust off his warehouse collection of old memorabilia and string up lights and he’ll ask you to marry him.

- Going shopping with Angel! Snack and lunch stops are a must.

- Husker is dead on his ass drunk, having a breakdown on the stairs one night. Bottle in one hand, head resting on the bannister posts. You come downstairs for a midnight snack, and seeing him sitting there, you decide to sit on the other end of the step. You don’t say a word, just letting your tail wrap around his and mirroring his own position with your head on the railing post too. You just sit there together for fifteen minutes before he mutters a thanks you can barely hear and heads upstairs.

- Discovering you have Sinner Powers and having eager Morningstars and Alastor help you practice.

- If you hate bugs, helping Nifty make traps for the roaches. She’s your best friend after that. Like it or not.

- Vaggie drunkenly tells you that she secretly wants to see Charlie all princessed up one day. So you and Angel find a dress and fix up her hair (Nifty wants to help! The end result is amazing, but she might have to cut off her hair to get out all the tiny braids, whooops.) Vaggie has a conniption when she sees her and starts stumbling over her words and everything. Alastor puts on a record for them to waltz to. Lucifer is there. He definitely cries. 5000%.

- Going to visit Rosie on your own and getting allll the tea on Alastor~

[jalicecookie]

Spider web Pattern

As the newest Carmine Family member, you wake up from your Nap and meet Zestial for the first Time.

It was quiet when you opened your red eyes and the only light source in the room gave a little bit of light through the half-drawn curtain on the window.

Why were you lying in your bed? Hadn't you just been playing with your big sisters Odette and Clara? The older girls had brought you a new stuffed animal from one of the shops in town and you excitedly showed the stuffed animal so many rooms in the big house and then... you woke up in your room. How very mysterious.

"Deedee? CeCe?" - you slide closer to the bars of your bed. Mommy said that when you're a little older, you can sleep in a bed for big kids and that the bars will protect you from falling out of bed while you sleep. Sometimes you try to climb over the edge of the bed, but you've never managed it.

It takes a lot of effort. So you hope that Odette or Clara hear your questioning calls. Of course, you don't call them by their real names, but rather come up with more childish nicknames.

And Deedee and CeCe knew that they were meant. Were their sisters nearby? A few moments passed in silence.

You kicked the blanket forward a little, supported yourself with your little hands on the fabric of the mattress and took a few wobbly steps closer to the bars to put your hands around them and cast a sleepy glance into your room. You could see that the door to the room was ajar and the light in the hallway was also on. Did you take a nap?

"Mommy?" - you now try your luck and call your mother's name. Sometimes you call her Mami or Mamá or Mommy.

But this call also went unheard and now that you were a little more awake and didn't want to stay in your bed any longer, you made another attempt to climb over the edge of the bed.

You stand on your tiptoes and try to grab the edge with your hands, slip a few times and land on your bottom. It's a good thing your diaper slowed your impact.

But how do you proceed with this problem? Your gaze goes to the pillows and the blanket in your crib. With effort you move, pull and push everything as close to the bars as possible, build a small tower out of it and climb to the top as best you can and hold on.

You stand on your tiptoes again as best you can, and can now swing one leg over the edge and then, with effort, the other. You land awkwardly on the floor again.

But you did it, and for the very first time! You absolutely had to tell your sisters!

"Raccoon too! Come too. We're looking for CeCe, DeeDee and Mommy!" - you went to the small table in your room, grabbed your raccoon stuffed animal and padded towards the open door.

You're not actually allowed to leave the room if no one from your family is around and near the many steps where there were no safety gates, it was also a thing.

Mommy had always told you that you were still too small to go up and down the stairs alone without adult supervision.

But you were curious and the pride of being able to climb out of your bed alone caused you to generously ignore this rule.

Full of energy, you ran out of your room with your raccoon stuffed animal and wanted to get closer to the stairs on the floor that were not baby-proof when you heard your mother's muffled voice from near her office.

Sometimes when you got a time out , because you tried to hit DeeDee , because she was being really mean or because you threw the food off the small plate of your high chair in a fit of rage, your mother carried you into her office and you had to sit on a stool for exactly 2 minutes and think about what you did wrong.

Often you cry when mommy leaves the office and after you apologize, there are lots of hugs and comforting kisses from your mother and everything is fine again. You knew exactly where Carmilla Carmine's office was.

You approach with clumsy, uncertain steps and are just about to push open the door, which is also only open a bit, when it is ripped open from the inside and a large spider-like demon steps out of the door.

You have to tilt your head back to look up at him. And surprise is reflected in the look of the strange demon.

"You must be the little child that Carmilla just told me about? Did you leave your room or do you already have the gift of teleportation?"  - Zestial said in an old dialect, who was now eyeing you with interest and bend down   a bit,  so that he is  not so scary to you any more.

You hug your raccoon closer to you and look at this stranger with surprise and curiosity.

Why was he here? And did mommy know him? And.....oooooh what a pretty pattern on the lower part of his coat. There were spider web patterns in the colors yellow and red.

"Pretty dress!" -  you said delightedly and you crouched down on the floor and your free hand tried to reach for the spider web pattern on Zestial's coat, fascinated.

¡Bebé no! Ven aqui con mami y deja en paz a Zestial" - Carmilla spoke to you in Spanish.

You could understand a few words.....but from your mommy's strict tone and voice you knew you hadn't done something right.

"It's all right Carmilla, the little creature was interested in the spider web pattern on my coat. If you're careful, little girl, you can touch the fabric", Zestial raised a calming hand and you carefully grabbed the fabric, made a high squeaky noise and gave Zestial a big smile.

"Mommy there! Pretty dress! Wanna same one mommy?"  - you said happily and addressed the words to Carmilla, who had also come out of her office in the meantime and picked you up with a practiced, flowing movement.

"It's a coat Bebé and not a dress. And it would be appropriate,  if you thanked Zestial, normally an Overlord is not so friendly and lets his coat be touched", Carmilla said to you and you looked from your mommy to Zestial, who had now straightened up again and was watching the interaction between mother and child with interest.

"Thank you... raccoon and I like... coat-dress-pretty!" -  you said with a childish laugh.

Zestial nodded briefly and then addressed the following words to Carmilla.

"It was a pleasure, as always, to pay you a visit, old friend. And to meet the newest addition to the family"

"You are welcome anytime, Zestial"

You play with your stuffed animal in your mother's arms , while the adults exchange further short conversations and you think about the name.

It was a nice name. Z-E-S-T-I-A-L. And the demon was nice to her and to your raccoon stuffed animal.

"Bye-bye Zestiaa", you called out friendly , as the spider demon walked towards the stairs that led to the basement.

You look at your mother and remember the great news that she wanted to share.

You didn't hear Zestial's amused, quiet laugh.

But Carmilla promised you , that she would take a few precautions so that your climbing action ,wouldn't happen again.

"....and now you can help mommy prepare dinner, OK? Odette and Clara are still delivering a custom-made weapon... you fell asleep while playing and Odette put you in your bed,  while I spoke to Zestial"

And with these words, your mother made her way to the kitchen with you in her arms, where you were placed in the high chair, which was safe from escape plans for the time being, and so you and your stuffed animal were able to watch as your mother prepared dinner.

THE END

¡Bebé no! Ven aqui con mami y deja en paz a Zestial

= Not baby! Come here to mommy and leave Zestial alone

[thedreamingpiscesfangirl42]

Jealous Zestial. Imagine it. 👀

That’s it, that’s the post. 🫡

[helluvapoison]

imagine catching zestial's eye

he’s been around for a millennium and no one’s managed to intrigue him the way you have. these new sinners lack sophistication, manners and respect. while alastor may have failed to formally present you to the overlords, who’s meeting you were attending, you held out your hand to him with a pleasant, albeit nervous, smile 

well, he’s never one to turn down an introduction 

"seldom has there been a creature as enrapturing as thee," he says as he takes your hand, “charmed to meet thous acquaintance."

doubling over, he still needs to lift your knuckles to his mouth where he delicately places a kiss

"one's own self would be delighted if thou were to accompany this old soul for a promenade. doth thou agree?"

fearing you were far less prepared for this meeting than you originally thought, your eyes jump to alastor in terror,

"what did he say?" you whisper

alastor's smile could have been nonexistent, he looked as lost as you left, "my dear, i couldn't tell you if i wanted to."

[ritualofcirice]

When Zestial first started courting you… (Zestial x Reader)

🐑 ♡ All twenty eight Zestial fans where are you? Come simp with me on main ♡🐑

Part of a collection of imagines and scenarios for various Hazbin Hotel characters.

Teen and Up Audiences, No Warnings, F/M, M/M, Other/M, Tag(s): Scenario, Flirting, Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Short, Ambiguous Gender Reader, POV Second Person

Find it on ao3 ♡ WC: 372

I was inspired to try out imagines and scenario based shorts from reading some of @6esiree's (MINORS DNI) amazing stories! They're so good, like so so good, like so so so 100% worth your time to go and check out ♡

When Zestial first started courting you...

♡ He continued to pride himself on being a companion above all else. To him, being by your side had always meant being a reliable ear, kind word, or gentle touch. He saw no reason for this to change with your courtship. In truth, he was touched that you trusted him above all else to share your life so intimately.

♡ He confided with you that he had feared the reciprocation of his feelings was driven by ulterior motives. Fear too, perhaps. It was a thought that whispered in his ear and told him he was not cared for by the common Sinner. Overlords held power. You did not. Was it that which pushed you to stay with him? It was the same thought he quickly squashed when you looked up at him with a smile that held the warmth of the last hearth fire. He trusted your word, but the way you looked at him held truths unspoken.

♡ He made every attempt to accommodate your needs as you adapted to the sudden shift in the social hierarchy. Sinners gave you a respectable distance when Zestial was nearby, but he could tell it stung. Old ‘friends’ left you. New connections were difficult to come by. Even when you carried your head up high, he made sure to let you know that you were never truly alone.

♡ He treasured everything you gave to him. Fleeting touches became ghosts that haunted his waking hours. The words you spoke were a song lost to time. Memories became a currency of which he was forever poor. Desire drove him to seek more of you, so when you gifted him something tangible, he kept it safe. He kept it in perfect condition. His tiny part of you.

♡ He knew he would never stop courting you. What he did set the baseline for what you could expect. With time, things would become complex. Detailed. There was so much left to learn about one another, and the future was something neither of you could predict. Zestial planned to savour the moment, only to let time age your memories like wine. Together you would built an intricate web of shared experiences to reflect upon in the candlelight.

[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

Behold, an exceptionally obscure concept, based on the way Zestial first incited Alastor to dish the gossip.

Okay, so consider this...

a) Lillith and Alastor are friends, but it wasn't widely known except by the higher-tier gossip lovers

b) They got into Some Shit together and ended up both trapped in deals for whatever reason but no one knows that

c) Zestial and possibly a few of the more I Need to Know overlord types assumed that it wasn't just friendship and Lillith was looking for a little Sinner on the Side

Thus when Zestial was making his 'fell to holy arms' quip with that odd little gesture, he was making a tactful jab at the fact that he thinks Lillith and Alastor were an item, Lucifer found out and obliterated him or that they ran off together to who knows where

The theories are so elaborate its almost obscene.

Rosie, who knows full fucking well that's not the truth but just loves to keep her teeth puncturing the jugular of information in the ring, often participated whole-heartedly in the insanity.

Perpetuating rumours she hoped were so scandalous that Alastor would have to come back from wherever he'd disappeared to just to have a meltdown at the ridiculousness of her 'creativity' and continued patronage of the rumour mills

I would honestly love to see this man do his full 180 degree whiplash thing as he walks pask a newspaper/magazine kiosk only to snap about as his brain reads the headline 'Her Majesty's Deerly Beloved: They're on the same Wavelength' or soemthing equally banal.

Rosie's too busy crying with laughter to stop him incinerating the stand and storming off to take out the publisher.

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Also like, imagine Charlie's reaction to finding out this was her Mum's maybe secret boyfriend, and he's playing like, the Dad card

She's half-convinced its all an act but like... is it though? The thought keeps her awake.

Now imagine LUCIFER HIMSELF arriving to see what he assumes is his wife's 7ft people-eating boytoy smarming it up at the hotel, acting dadly to Charlie and then immediately going for the throat in the Dad-Off

It just seems hilarious to me.

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I think the funniest part would be that while Lillith may have noticed and thought it the price of being Queen, Alastor would be oblivious to the whole thing until the news stand incident.

So he's not reacting to any of it, which some assume is just smug confidence/confirmation and others take it as it being untrue.

Chaotic, quirky, cannibalistic! This theory has everything!

[circeyoru]

Collection of Overlords _ Part 1.5

[Alastor & Other Overlords x Soul Owner of All Overlords!Reader]

Part 1 — Part 1.5 (here) — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5 — Part 6 — Part 7 — Part 8 — Part 9  — Part 10 — Part 11 — Part 12 — Part 13

Okay, I think this needs to be set clear before there are future parts since no one asked about Reader’s/your presence in the show was. While you never made a formal appearance until in Part 1, which is after the battle with Heaven, you were hinted here and there.

Pilot: 

The beginning scene where Carmilla opens the curtains, showing Zestial, Zeezi, and Lucifer in the same. Then the scene of the Vees, and Rosie. There are eyes staring at them. Like just eyes

When the clock tower resets the extermination day, eyes opened to eye the new countdown before closing just as fast

During when Vaggie talks about “ancient and destructive evils”, your outline as a puppeteer is shown above all the Overlords

Episode 1: Overture

N/A

Episode 2: Radio Killed the Video Star

Alastor laughs at Sir Pentious that seeking to join the Vees was a terrible decision since their standing as Overlords was rocky and unstable. He taunts that Sir Pentious wouldn’t be able to hold the title as Overlord or fit in, referencing the Collection of Elites

Episode 3: Scrambled Eggs

After Zestial and Alastor were done with their chat like on the show, Zestial remarks that Alastor was very brave to go missing for 7 years but also remarkable that he was still in the Collection as per the mark on his soul

When Overlords are seated, they inspect the others to make sure the group was still intact and without change. Also reporting that there was no sighting or word from you, to their disappointment

After Velvette left, Zeezi laughed that the Vees’ days might be numbered with that attitude, Rosie chuckles and shrugs, saying that it wasn’t their decision or say in the matter

When Whatever It Takes is done, Zestial suggests for Carmilla to contact you on the matter since this was out of her hands. Carmilla sit back down on her chair, holding out a pendant with an eye design on it

The Egg Boiz reported to Alastor that Carmilla was the one to kill the angel and that she may contact someone, telling Alastor that Carmilla might have someone to back her up without knowing that Alastor know who it was implying

The same Egg Boiz didn’t mention you to Sir Pentious and only Carmilla killing an angel

(behind the scenes: you instructed for Carmilla to continue as always and maybe provide help to the hotel if she deemed it worthy)

Episode 4: Masquerade

When Valentino is offering a place for Charlie to star, he mentions how it could make him rich and show his dues to you without specifically mentioning you. Valentino’s a bit condescending when he addresses Charlie because he only sees you to be the one in higher power and rank

Valentino threatens Angel, hinting how he wouldn’t have some weak Princess or contracted soul ruin things for him. Meaning he is aware that he’s on thin ice with your interest and favour. Also implying that Charlie was nothing for him to fear, because he fears your wrath more

Valentino laughs how Charlie has no real power compared to what he faced with, confusing Angel since he has no idea of your involvement in the Overlords’ circle

While Husk was mentioning about his Overlord status, for the first time you’re mentioned, he talks about The Collector. “But when you’re dealing with souls while also being a gambler, the stakes are pretty high. I was warned about that, but when you’re winning, you don’t hear that kinda stuff. In my place, I lose a few hands and it got dangerous that I didn’t even know. When you’re down on your luck, you turn to anything to keep you afloat. Even making deals yourself.”

“What happened?”

“Turns out, I was long abandoned. And I wasn’t in the group anymore when I have that last deal. Like the fallen Overlords before me, I was hunted for being disrespectful and arrogant. Now I’m here.”

Episode 5: Dad Beat Dad

“Big talk for someone who’s also on a leash.”

“I should have torn your soul apart and broadcasted your screams for every other disrespectful wretch who dares to abuse My Liege’s mercy and generousity! You were lucky your former Liege was merciful enough not to let your death happen.”

When Lucifer’s lecturing on Charlie about the hotel, he mentions how it lacks the power and authority needed to make it work. It’s referencing to you teaching Lucifer how to rule as the King of Hell when he first arrived

Episode 6: Welcome to Heaven

N/A

Episode 7: Hello Rosie!

(behind the scenes after Vaggie left, Carmilla grips on the pendant and hopes she did the right thing that wouldn’t disappoint you)

Episode 8: The Show Must Go On

The the Vees celebrate, they explicitly cheer for joy and anticipation that Alastor would be removed from the Collection of Elite while eyes were staring at them without their knowledge, also mentioning how they’d rise in ranks (favour)

Alastor’s breakdown is more centered around the possibility that he knew you were always watching and saw his defeat and shameful retreat, for his actions, he might fall from your interest and favour. He fears he’ll end up like Husk

When the news of the canceled extermination is being broadcasted to all of Hell, your silhouette was shown by a window with eyes closed and a small smile on your face. “Time to check in.”

Note: You can ignore this or not, but I had to at least put this out cause some Overlords' actions are a bit different, namely Alastor's breakdown reason.

Circe Y.

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[hells-wasabii]

Heyyy love your writting style, could you do a half half for a zestial x female reader nsfw please ? 🙏

A/N: A fair warning before proceeding, I did lean into the fact that he's a spider-based demon a bit for this one though not too much, I hope that's alright.

Character: Zestial

Type: Headcanons+Drabble (Zestial x fem!reader, NSFW, Smut)

Warning! NSFW ahead!

Zestial doesn’t make much noise, a hum perhaps, a groan every now and then, but the overlord mostly humms. Delightful little rumbles in his chest that you can when his skin is pressed against yours. Sometimes, you can even make a game out of it, trying to see how much noise you can get the overlord to make.

For someone who has been around for such a long time, Zestial still has a pretty decent libido. Though he wasn't exactly as spry as he had been in his youth, he still has multiple rounds in him before finally growing exhausted.

He doesn't always have to be in charge, either. He is all too happy to hand over the reins. After all, if he's intimate with you then already he has a deep level of trust with you. He's not exactly the type to sleep with just anybody

As a spider demon, his venom can be used as an aphrodisiac as well, something he will happily indulge in if that's something that you wanted.

Of course, Zestial already had an affinity for biting. He really couldn't help it, it was something carnal that he even indulged in when he was alive.

bonus spider facts: did you know that some species of spiders can mate for hours on end. Do with this information what you will <3

"That's it, dearest." Zestial all but purred, caressing your hip with his thumb. He had no choice but to hold you steady as you squirmed. You would have to be patient as he took his time with you. "Thou art doing so well."

A low moan tore from your throat as he finally began pumping his length into you, deeper than it had been before. Your grip on the overlord's shoulders tightened.

Finally, he bottomed out.

Oh, god.

No matter how many times the both of you were intimate, you weren't entirely sure you'd ever be entirely used to him. Soon his pace became ruthless, hips snapping against your own. Labored breaths and hearty moans filled the bedroom.

The overlord's lips claimed yours but left far too quickly for your taste. Instead, Zestial ducked his head just a bit, his lips finding your neck with bites, open-mouthed kisses with the intent to leave behind any marks claiming you as his own.

If the events thus far were anything to go by, you knew for certain that the both of you would be sore tomorrow morning.