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Hotel shenanigans

OC’s introduction disclaimer: she’s high as Hell during these bits.

“What the fuck happened to you?”

“Ya mother,” was Alex’s immediate response after stepping into the lobby.

“She got you there,” was Husk’s low reply before he brought a bottle to his lips, shrugging off Angel Dust’s annoyed glare easily.

“No, she didn’t; that’s literally what people say when they don’t know what to say.” Angel crossed one set of arms; the other positioned on his hips.

Husk’s smirk was antagonizing. “But it still hurt.”

“Whatever.” Angel flipped him off.

Warm liquid trickled down Alex’s lips spontaneously as soon as Charlie had spoken. She quickly reached to cup her hands around her nose, teeth clicking in annoyance. “Dammit.”

That was when Niffty popped up from under the furniture, waving her duster in the air, “Blood? On the carpet?! No, no, no!” She scrambled around people’s legs in a hassle to run full speed toward the bleeding sinner. A white towel and spray bottle appeared in one hand as she dug her claws into Alex’s pants to climb.

“Fuck, hey— Just let me—” Her feet pick up in an uncomfortable dance in an attempt to escape Niffty’s grip without toppling over. Backing up as best she could with the tiny demon practically wrapped around her thigh, following the drops of blood leaking between her fingers.

The wheeze of laughter from Angel Dust made her eyes narrow in annoyance. And after a half-completed thought, she grabbed Niffty the best she could under her arms and flung her over in his direction. Unfortunately, with the slickness of her hands, Niffty slipped out early with a scream of delight and soared into Pentious instead, knocking them both over the back of the couch. Her original target was also taken out by Pentious’s heavy tail striking him in the face as they fell.

“You’re snorting crack again.” Vaggie declared.

“What?! Alex… already?” With puppy eyes and a defeated voice, Charlie approached them. “It’s only been, like, two days.”

Alex taunted, pretending to clutch pearls that weren’t around her neck. “How could you think so—low of me? I have not,” she paused around a dry spot in the throat, “done crack, of all such things.”

Husker’s, “Well, she’s snorting something,” earned him a quick but nasty glare from the girl.

“Not to worry, now that Sir Pentious is here, we’ll all have to start taking things more seriously! Our job is to help the first-ever guest at the Hazbin Hotel redeem his soul and, generally, become an all-around better person!” Sparkles appeared around Charlie whenever she gave this motivational speech, and for some reason, Alex had a strange desire to catch one on her tongue like a snowflake…

Angel snapped her out of it with his grating voice, “Uh, the fuck? Am I not considered a guest anymore?”

“You know, I hate to agree with him,” Alex ignored his eye roll. “If Pentious is your only guest, please stop giving a shit about me.”

Charlie sighed, “You two are guests; above that, you’re my friends. But we all know you only come around here for free housing and food.” She moved over to clasp Pentious on his rigid shoulders. “Sir Pentious, let me show you around the rest of the Hotel, and we can go over all the amenities we’ve prepared to aid in making a new You!” She pushes him toward the grand stairwell, and his voice faintly echoes in his departure, “Yess! Thank you–uh Princesss, please show me all of the sssecretsss!”

Vaggie sighed, shaking her head and standing in front of the others. “Listen, this hotel matters a lot to Charlie. She’s worked hard to get where she is now, directly under the scrutiny of everyone else in hell.”

Angel scoffs, “Yeah, yeah, we know.”

Alex slouched back, dry eyes blinking slowly. “Has there always been an open concept… wall, over there?” Everyone looked over at the giant hole in the side of the building. “It’s pretty neat, don’t know why I haven’t noticed it.”

Feedback and the sharp popping of static filled the air next to the girls before a dark figure rose from the ground next to them. The Radio Demon stood with his hands clasped over his microphone, tilting at the hips as he leaned in their direction.

“Why, what seems to be the problem here?” he looked at the way the bleeding resident and Vaggie mirrored each other, crossing their arms and looking away. “Could another wayward sinner have fallen off the path?” 

Vaggie groaned at his appearance and completely left to find Charlie. 

Alex turned to the demon in red, “Alastor,” she licked her chapped lip reflexively. “I don’t even know how to ride a bike.”

There was silence. “...hm, yes, that makes a lot of sense, dear.”

dividers by saradika-graphics

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A quick little reference for the main character in my fic.

Name: Alexis/Alex has Greek origins and means “defender” or “helper.” In Hebrew, it means “God is my helper,” emphasizing divine assistance and protection. This meaning aligns with the spiritual attributes of guidance and support, making it a symbol of divine intervention.

Death: between 2000-2010, in her mid-twenties.

Appearance in Hell: Blueish skin with green/grey discoloration on her face and around her nails. Red eyes with small irises. These traits are meant to signify severe addiction and paint the image of an overdose.

image tw: smoking and minor blood/injury

picrew link

Life before death:

Well, that would be a spoiler, wouldn’t it?

She struggles with a generalized anxiety disorder, severe depression, and a mild case of obsessive-compulsive disorder. She self-medicates to treat these issues.

Interests: The psychology/chemistry of the brain. Painting.

My inspiration for Alexis is Rue Bennett from Euphoria, Fiona Gallagher from Shameless, and Spencer Reid’s relationship with his mom in Criminal Minds.

dividers by @/saradika-graphics

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This is for a Hazbin fic idea, so I will use their tags to reach my target audience.

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ﾒㄨ Hi, here’s a little pinned post where you can see how to navigate this blog ㄨﾒ

My writing will be tagged under #my writing and #fic: (fic’s name). Posts about each fic is under #re: (fic’s name).

The AO3 pseud I post under is >> here.

Anything I reblog will be tagged:

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