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Boredom - Angel Dust & M!Reader.


Summary: Angel comes back to the hotel. Bored, he went to you to have small talk.
A/N: Another writing practice.
Word Count: 1,597
Warnings: Smut??
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You have been in the hotel for some time now. Charlie is trying her hardest to redeem all of you, and you just sit there, on the couch, watching pet videos on Voxtagram. Then the door opens, revealing Angel Dust, who comes back from fighting with other sinners. He got slimes and blood on him.
"I'm baccckk! Y'all missed me?" Nobody answered that question since everyone was busy. Expect you, who waved at Angel. Angel frowned, sighed, and walked towards you to sit on the couch. "So, how's things going?" Angel asked you. Your head turns towards him, putting your phone down. "Everything's fine. You?" Angel sighed again, crossed his arms, and narrowed his eyes. "Boredom. There's nothing much to do…"
Angel then paused and looked at you with a grin. "How about we… have some fun? You don't seem busy with anything..?" Angel moves his hand to your thigh, stroking it. "Please..?" You roll your eyes. This spider is ALWAYS horny. You are surprised he has so much stamina after that fight. "Eh.. I'm not sure." Angel then takes his hand away, respecting your feelings. "That's fine. So, what do you have in mind?" You stop to think. There's really nothing to do. Everyone's busy. The hotel is in maintenance.. There are no board games in sight… "I don't know."
Angel checks his phone and groaned. You took a sneak peak. It's Valentino. Angel then looks at you. "Alright, I'm going to my room then. Tell me if you got anything." He gets up and walks towards the stairs, with a sad frown. He goes up until you can't see him anymore.
"Oh man… I hope he's fine…"
You mutter to yourself.
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Shock - Alastor & Reader


Summary: You fell down in Hell, believing you're here by mistake. You ran to the Hazbin Hotel for a solution. Alastor, the famous radio host, greets you.
A/N: Made this as a writing practice. "Practice makes perfect" as I heard multiple times. Might as well listen.
Word Count: 2,055
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You have known Alastor since the Earth days. Charming fellow, whose voice you heard often on the radio. You saw him being surrounded by his fans back then. If your memory doesn't fail you, he was very nice to them. Now you are in Hell and start to panic. You go through all the memories on your life and didn't find a single sin warranting being here. You get up from where you fell down, turn around in fear until you notice a giant building in front of you.
"Hazbin Hotel," as it says. You ask the demon near you, and he laughed. "Oh, that's a hotel for losers who believe in redemption." Redemption? Wait, maybe they could help? You ignore what the demon says about them and run to the hotel. You are here unfairly, and you are going to change that. You knock on the door, afraid at what lays ahead.
It opens, and you see a tall red man in front of you. You jump and take steps back, staring in horror. "Oh, I'm sorry, dear! I didn't mean to scare you." That voice is familiar. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! I'm Alastor, the manager of this fine establishment!" Alastor immediately shook your hand. You keep staring at him.
What? How?
You thought Alastor was a nice gentleman. You didn't expect him to be in this damned realm. Maybe he's here unfairly just like you?
He pushed you into the hotel, gesturing you the lobby. "Charlie is busy, so now I have to take care of new guests on my own!" "Aren't you that popular radio star I heard back on Earth?" You ask. Alastor's grin grows wider. "Oh, yes, I am! And I'm famous here in Hell, too." Your gaze then moves to the rest of the hotel. 1 moth, 1 spider, 1 cat. And 1 one-eyed crazy girl.
"Are you in Hell by mistake?" Alastor looks at you with confusion. "Definitely not. I was a serial killer and a cannibal." Your fear from that point starts to grow. Your eyes open wide at him. "You.." You mutter to yourself. You didn't believe the radio host everyone admired is actually an evil criminal who hurt others.
You stand there, in shock.
Your hands shake.
You continue to stare in disbelief.
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Comfort - Octavia & Reader


Summary: You saw Octavia running to the I.M.P reception table, crying her eyes out. You went to check on her, thinking she's might be a thief.
A/N: First time writing fanfiction for Tumblr. Bear with me.
Word Count: 4,433
Warnings: Mentions of child neglect.
----------- You are walking down the streets of the Pride Ring, holding an ad that's riddled with spelling and grammatical errors. It's about I.M.P, an assassination business. But the difference here is that they kill people on Earth. You got excited when seeing the ad, even though there's alot of errors, it's still understandable, and now you are willing to use their services.
You reach I.M.P by foot and opened the door. A red-eyed wolf girl, who seemed annoyed and is watching her phone, is seen on the reception table. You walk up to her, with a smile. She noticed you and put down her phone, her annoyed expression replaced with a cheery one.
"Welcome to I.M.P! I'm Loona. May I help you?" You have told her you're interested in their services, and gave her identification papers surrounding the person you want killed. Loona nodded, and took the papers from you.
"Okay, sit down while I look through these files"
You took the chair that was standing in the corner and sat down, your view on the ticking clock. You cross your arms, spread your legs, as you waited. Loona got up from the table and went to the door behind. Everyday sounds became more amplified, after you're left alone.
Suddenly, the outside door opens, and you see an anxious pink-eyed bird girl, crying and hugging herself. she glanced at you and immediately went to the reception table. "Hey!" You shout. The bird girl ignores you and start to search through the table. You ran to her, falling the chair down in the process. "What's wrong with you?!" You shout again. The bird girl become more anxious after not finding anything other than files from I.M.P customers and lied down, sobbing.
You get to your knees, and start to speak in a calm voice. "What's wrong?" You ask, trying to be non-threatening. The bird girl wipes her tears, and sat upright to you. "I... I just need.. My dad..." She hesitates, not knowing how to explain her situation. You breathe in, then start to speak. "Whatever it is, I'm here to help. No need to get scared." After hearing your words, she relaxed and hugged her legs, looking at you with a subtle smile. "I'm trying to find the girmore, that's it. My dad promised me an Earth adventure, but he didn't go with it." Your heart start to ache a bit after that. Seeing or hearing someone break their promise hurts, but it hurts even more if your parent is the one doing it. "I'm sorry to hear that." You replied, "I know how it feels to have a promise broken." You led your hand to her knee, stroking it slowly. "But the fact your father is the person who broke it makes it worse." She started to tear up again. Trying to contain the tears, she wiped them off. Loona then came out the room and moved her head to you. She got shocked, which isn't surprising. The bird girl got up, and you followed suite. You speak up. "Thank you, but now I need to go." Loona replied, "Well, that's fine by us. We will do your request while you are away." After hearing that, you nod and gestured to the bird girl to go outside. She took notice and both of you went through the door.
"My name is Octavia, by the way."
She smiled at you. "I'm from the Royal Ars Goetia family." You stop at your tracks, surprised to hear that who you are talking to currently is a royal member. "Really?" Octavia laughed and nodded at you. "Oh... I didn't realise." "It's fine. I don't normally act all important or something. I act like any other Hell citizen." "Makes sense." You also introduced yourself, then moved your head to her, raising an eyebrow. "Can you... tell me about the 'girmore' "?
Octavia hesitates, but finally started to talk. "Um, it's a magic book. It has all the spells us Ars Goetia need and learn from. I'm still learning, as I'm young, so I came here to get the book." You continued the confused expression. "So, why does the I.M.P have them? They are not royals?" Octavia sadly had to explain the entire situation to you as she can't avoid that question. Now you know that her dad has an affair with the Owner of I.M.P. "I see." "Please don't tell anyone." "I won't, and besides, why not get that book and get you on Earth?" Octavia's face lighted up after hearing you, and grinned. "Yes! I want to go there!" "Then let's go." Octavia suddenly hugged you, happy to have someone who cares about her finally. She cries again, not letting go for some minutes.
Now, you have to find a way to get the girmore.
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