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Pt.2 - 'Aimee arrives in Hell'

Aimee wakes up. She stands and look around, noticing the fiery inferno that inveloped her, not that it was a big deal or anything. She works for the CIA and FBI after all, all because she wears glasses. Yes, that's all it takes to get up in the world. Wear glasses.

Aimee thinks back to how she got to Hell. But of course, she works for the CIA and the FBI - Americans. The greatest sin of all.

She looks up and sees Leroy and Emily, up in heaven, eating eggs.

Eggs.

Leroy chokes on an egg, but sneezes it back out, so he's fine.

Suddenly, WORLD FAMOUS CELEBRITY OTHERLAND APPEARS. She looks fabulous, a rare sight indeed.

"Welcome to Hell - Would you like fries with that?"

"No, thanks, I drank that earlier." Aimee responds, like a little angel, holding a knife.

Alastor, the #1 Rilf (Radio I'd Like to FURNDYGUNDBOWCHIKAWOWWOW) in Hell appears, his spindly legs coiling around themselves.

"OtherLand, I've been thinking, and yes, I will Pie you" He flutters his eyes coyly at her.

"Okay, let me check my list" OtherLand bows, pulling out a list to check if she had room for one last wife. "Ah yes, here you are, right at the top of my list. Let us run off into the sunset and commit arson", and so they do. Then, Alastor pushed OtherLand into a volacno, becuase he doesn't fw shit like that.

"I want to go home." Aimee sobs.

"YUCK, TUCK, QUACK LIKE A DUCK" Burning Mayo screams, then flies to the moon to his Rainbow Dash jar. He was responsible for the jar incident all along.

The End.

Pt.3 - 'Aimee Goes to Therapy?'

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Aimee Is An Animal

Aimee is sitting on the sofa.

Em and Leroy rip the door of it's hinges and enter.

Emily's hair is flowing in the wind, like a gay river of depravity and sorrow, built up over the years from eons of trauma. Leroy stands and nearly trips from the mass amount of anime that wreaks itself from the house.

"What do you want now?" Aimee asks. The two intruders tilt down their sunglasses, standing side-by-side like The Men In Black.

"We offer you a gift." They say in unison. Leroy lifts up his sweaty palm, in nestled in the middle there lay a perfectly preserved strawberry shortcake, all creamy and glistening with a heavenly glow. Despite her super-sonic glasses, she takes the cake and eats it.

Now Aimee is a furry. Specifically, an owl.

She writhes on the floor, screeching and hooting as she tries to remove the thick fabric that suffocates her.

Burning Mayonnaise stands in the corner, laughing to himself. He sounds like Goofy from the world famous TV show, Mickey Mouse Club House.

"YUCK YUCK YUCK!" Then he leaves, claiming the stream is boring.

The End

(Pt.2 = 'Aimee Arrives In Hell?')

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Alastor prompt (probably ooc but oh well)

Niffty: Don't worry, she likes your butt and thinks your hair is fancy! I know, because I read her diary...

Alastor: ...

Alastor: She thinks it's fancy? :D

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STORY IDEA (Hazbin Hotel: !Alastor x OC!)

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Alastor was tweaking SO HARD near the end of the Season 1 finale I can't 💀

He's still my red hubby tho <3

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Charlie: ...Is Alastor okay?

Husk: What gave you the assumption that he ever was 'okay' from the beginning.

Angel Dust: Strawberry pimp doesn't like when I hetrosexually slap his ass.

Alastor, standing out in the garden and screaming at the sky: GIVE ME A SIGN, LORD!? IS IT SOMETHING I'VE DONE?? IS IT ME???...IT'S NOT ME, IS IT! IT'S HIM, IT'S ALL HIM!!

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Romance Starts With The Stomach

Okay, so this is kinda my first story, like, EVER, on Tumblr, so please don't shit on me if it's bad, I am very aware of that myself, thanks 👍

Anyway, I basically came up with this story because I recently had soup (it was so good like holy crap), there's soup in BaTIM, and I remembered the line 'the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach' that Tiana says from Princess and The Frog, so yeah, I thought it would be cute :]

Fem!Reader x Ink!Bendy

Story: Y/n and Bendy have ended up accidentally making a magical contracting bond between their souls, meaning that they can't hurt each other and are sort of stuck together in the abandoned studio. They've been sort of ignoring each other for the main part up until now, but there's some bad news; Y/n is getting hungry, and she needs to eat…

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"Grooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwl..." A noise resembling much like a distant thunder strike rumbled and echoed through the corridor. A dusting of blush crept up onto my face, placing a hand on my abdomen and pressing down hard to try and muffle the complaining my stomach was making in the absence of the food it so desperately desired. This only made it worse however, appearing to instead push my middle into making even more sounds of winging and whining. The ink demon himself finally seemed to notice, his tail whipping at the air elegantly as he turned and blinked with inky and gooey eyes.

"...'S tha' you, lady?"

"Y-yeah, sorry, I haven't eaten in a while..." I mumbled apologetically, reaching into my satchel at last. "We've been running around so much, so I haven't had the chance to have a snack break."

"Figures. You humans are always hungry fo' somethin' or othah." He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in a snarky tone. He'd maintained this attitude for basically the entire time. Like a fed up teenager being forced to go shopping with his mother. It was frankly pathetic, but hey, he was a demon so there wasn't much I could do, unless I wanted to be mildly inconvenienced with his unholy rage. As I rummaged around for even something small like a chocolate bar or a biscuit, my hand became more frantic, until I quickly realised. I had nothing left. My middle roared again for food.

"groooooooowl!!!"

"Uh oh.."

"W-whaddya mean 'uh-oh'?"

"I'm out. I have nothing to eat!" I explained, showing Bendy my empty bag as he leaned in and inspected it closely, grumbling to himself as seeming much more peeved with each second that my stomach called out in starvation. He brought his hand up to his face, using two fingers to massage the area between his eyes where a nose should be.

"Well that's just peachy."

"Groooooowl!"

"This is a really sticky situation 'ere."

"Grooooowwl!!"

"Bendy-"

"Seems you've gone an but the dust!"

"GROOOOWL!"

"Dude! Stop using those words, it's actually making my stomach hurt!" I exclaimed, making the demon sigh exasperated lying and lazily raise his hands up in surrender. Suddenly a very comical light bulb physically appeared above Bendy's head, taking me be surprise.

"Follow me, I know a place to grab somethin' to bite, toots!"

"Leave my toes out of this, Bendy."

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"Come on, just try it!"

"Ew! Hell no!!" I argued, using a plank of wood to keep Bendy and his suggestion away from me; In his arms he carried a really old and raw slab of meet, clearly infested with diseases I very much did not want to risk the chance of catching.

"Oh, don't be difficult, Y/n! It's just a day or two out of date" He rolled his eyes and held up the meat towards me, visibly causing me to gag and drop the plank, jumping back and hiding behind a support beam and peeking out at the ink demon cautiously.

"Yeah! 'A day or two OUT OF THE QUESTION'!" I stated, shooing him away as he grumbled to himself in cartoon speech, before chucking the meat slab to the side impatiently, to which I sighed in relief.

"I mean honestly, you mortals are so sensitive." He sassed, turning his back on me and kneeling down to inspect the drawers closely. "If you won't eat meat, you'll have to eat greens! Let's see, we have...broccoli...mushy carrots...-oh hey, an apple with a worm!"

"Gross." I whined and stuck out my tongue, watching in disgust as the inky creature scoured the cupboards for veg that was definitely as dry as wood by this point. On and on he went, listing what was there and what he liked about their staleness. I rolled my eyes, sniffing once as the air as the pangs of hunger in my stomach grew louder, only to catch a whiff of something. Something nice, veggie, meaty, brothy, edible! I sniffed the air a few more times, feeling my tummy react positively to the smell as well. All my sniffing also caught the attention of Bendy, who stood up and looked at me with a confused brow.

"Uh...are ya synisus actin' up, doll?" He asked.

"I smell something. Something..." I paused, closing my eyes and taking a long smell, before grinning brightly, "...delicious!"

And like a bullet, I was off, shooting down the corridor towards the room where the treasure was to be found. Following behind my, Bendy staggered behind, seeming to find a little trouble in keeping up with me (which was a first). Past countops and cupboards I weaved myself through the rooms, skipping down hallways until I finally came across a singular storage room that claimed host of the tempting scent. A storage room, filled with barrels, most likely filled with the most deliciously untold delicacies if it smelt this good alone! I hopped forwards and stopped in front of a barrel, opening it up hurriedly, only for my grin to drop at the sight of tin shining back up at me depressingly. Cans. A barrel full of cans. Picking up a can, I examined the label along the curve: 'Bacon Soup'.

"What'd ya find, Y/n?" Bendy asked, finally having cought up to me as I stared at the soup can, confused.

"I...what the shit is this?" I turned to him and asked, shoving the can into his gloved hands as he blinked in shock to my profanity, observing the can briefly, only to ah in realisation.

"Ah, it's bacon soup." He repeated.

"Yeah, I know what it is- why would anyone come up with it!?"

"Well, hey, I doubt there's anythin' else here, toots! You followed it's scent like a dawg, so you must like i' so SOME degree!" He defended, handing me back the can forcefully, to which I held it and opened another barrel with my free. But unfortunately, he was right, there was only more cans of bacon soup on the second barrel. I sighed in disappointment, looking back at the can in my hand, debating what to do. "...At least try i', yeah?" Bendy suggested.

"Grooooowl!" My stomach moaned. I sighed, truly defeated as I opened the can, shut my eyes tight, and took a good sip of it's contents...

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And within SECONDS, I was gulping down the rest of the can's delectable brothy heaven as if it were my life support! It was gorgeous, like a work of art, painted by god himself. The god of soups! I felt the smooth, syrupy texture slide down my throat and deep into my core, warming me up a pleasant amount, despite its unheated state. Finally, I removed the can from my lips and groaned loudly in pleasure to the soup's aftertaste.

"Oh my god, that's so good!" I rasped, grabbing another can and ripping the lid open, beginning to swallow the contents once more, unable to get enough! It was sooooo addictive.

"Well heeeeeelloooooooo! Y'know, I do appreciate a lady who can eat~" I heard Bendy's voice flirt with me, clearly finding my sudden addiction the the soup an amusing thing to tease me with. I couldn't give a crap though, I was just so immersed in the sanctuary that was this seductive soup.

"Ah, shut it, Satan, I'm in heaven!" I exhaled after finishing the second can, reaching for a third and sitting down on the floor with it in hand, my back pressed against the barrel surface so that I could relax. Again, I opened the can and began to wolf down the angelic and tasty substance, my life up till this point feeling almost dull compared to the very moment where I was finally rewarded with the one thing i had been missing out on this entire time: BACON SOUP! But of course, all good thinfs have to come to an end. Consuming the last of the soup from the can, I gently placed the empty tin on the floor and took a second to relax and briefly digest what saintly thing I had just experienced, my hand placed gratefully onto my belly which now remained still and silent, proving just how satisfactory the soup was in this conundrum of hunger.

"Well then, toots - are ya still hungry~?" The smirking ink demon purred, a smug grin plastered onto his face as I basked in the happiness the food had brought me, finding it impossible, for the first time ever, to even be mad with him and his teasing!

"Oh, 'hungry'? I don't recognise the meaning~" I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I enjoyed the company of the ink demon for the first time. He looked amused and happy that I was so happy after a few helpings of soup.

"Dang, tha' must've hit a reaaaaaal good spot in your stomach; you're all...smiley and stuff! Y'know, you have a nice smile, dollface~"

"Yeaaah, don't ruin it."

"Alrigh', I'll le' you have this momen' to ya'self, darlin'~"

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I mean, technically it's romantic, because Bendy's flirting the entire time? Eh, I'm counting it--