#*/ heavenly red tape be damned ; hazbin hotel verse.

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Welp, jay's now the only person in the 'i died like a winner and got deemed a sinner' club thanks to lucifer killing peter.

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Heavenly Red Tape be Damned ; Ha/zbin hot.el verse

i'm just doing bullet points for this to try and consolidate it all! (warnings for abuse mentions + ableism mentions.)

Jay dies from Elias's attempt to murder them, but not until after they've killed him in self defense. Both end up in Hell. Upon arriving Jay hears about the hotel and immediately searches it out. They also start working on paperwork handed to them for an appeal to heaven as they believe killing someone in self defense right before you die shouldn't overrule everything before then in one's lifetime.

However before they're able to get to the hotel they're swept up in a fight with Elias that turns deadly. Unfortunately the one who finds them half dead in an alley is Vox. Seeing an opportunity to create a new star - and take a new soul - he offers them protection from Elias under some vague mention of a contract. Jay, being naive when it came to hell dealings and desperate for help, took it without understanding the ramifications.

The contract means they work as a star under Vox's gaze. Most often their presence in hell is used as inspiration po.rn in news stories. Eventually vox makes a show that pits them against elias.

the contract also gives the other Vees the chance to have jay in their projects too. most often Vel as Val's work is the most stressful on their body. Jay despises them all as each of them almost represent a different facet of Elias's personality.

They do make it to the hotel eventually and stay there as much as possible. Angel's a comforting face to see around, even if they get into a lot of shit with him at clubs.

in terms of sex work they don't necessarily do many po.rns but more often pole dance. What videos they do participate in, they look to angel for help with.

When out at clubs they also pole dance and drink heavily to wipe any memories of the day or numb themself up for the next. Although they try not to go out too often since they're working on the appeal to heaven.

Since characters in the show tend to take a more anthro design, Jay's appearance has Otter like features. Ears, small fangs, webbing between their fingers and toes, and an otter tail.

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okay so my back gave out on me and i didn't get far in icons but there's a basic design and i am proud of myself for focusing on details and things i've noticed while watching other artists draw (thank you rubberross and co.)

so here's a lil sneak peek of hazbin jay! (tumblr's gonna eat the quality just you wait.)

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open starter for hazbin mutuals!

"How the fuck does marriage work in hell? Does it just. . . Not? Or are we doing 'married in the legal sense but not in the spiritual sense?' C'mon guys, gimme an answer here."

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👀 [ LISTEN, LISTEN, I ACTUALLY JUST NEED PETE TO SCREAM LIKE A 6 YR OLD GIRL AND JAY TO IDK THROW SOMETHING AT HIM (or not care? idk also seems like their mo lmao)

Apparently their door is cracked open. Peter's scream sends them whirling around thinking they're going to see an unwelcome overlord or an angel. (The heaven kind not the sexy, spidery kind.) When it dawns on them that he's screaming because they're naked, they laugh hard.

"What?" They ask. "That answers the question of whether or not you've seen Angel and I work together. Relax! Nothing's gonna happen. I was just in the process of changing." Although they make their way to the closet to change, they swing their hips a little to tease him. "Can you believe I have a day off tomorrow? Charlie's thrilled about it. I'm hoping everything will be calm but -- hm, that's never gonna happen."

Jay reappears in a baggy shirt and PJ shorts, unbothered by the previous situation. "As much as I bitch about all the work the Vees put me through, it's made me feel better about people seeing my body. I'm not saying I like everything I do. But it is nice to know it's appreciated on some level."

What their words hide is the uncertainty of their belief in the statement. How Angel does it, they don't know. Being constantly objectified is exhausting even when its not demeaning. Eh, nothing a bottle of alcohol won't fix.

"Husk got me some vodka! You wanna share it before bed?"

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[ 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦 ] : sender has killed someone who threatened the receiver. [hear me out though... demon!peter/rook, FAR in the future, when he's come into his power... making his death essentially come full circle in that he's strong enough to be the one taking the life this time...]

His form blocks out the studio lights. Screams of terror ring out like its Extermination day again. Jay's knelt in a corner of the set, gaze frozen on the decapitated Vox. His stupid tv screen face has blue screened and cracked. Digital blood leaks from beneath it. Although Jay wants to breathe a sigh of relief, they can't move.

Peter is no more. They've known that for a while. Rook now stands in front of them. And they can't help the awful terror that racks their body at his power. He is still their friend, no doubt. But to come in and take down an overlord in one swoop. . . To do that for them when they've insisted they'll survive. . .

"You could have warned me that you'd do this today!" They yell at him. "We have to find Angel before Val does something to him or-or tries to run and take him with! And Vel's gonna pull some bullshit about this and -- We should've made a plan Rook!"

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btw due to the triggering nature of the verse if you'd like to block all hazbi.n interactions, you can block the tag below! I don't mind one bit. go curate your dash experience, go wild.

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❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜ [for the hazbin stuff!]

Jay just groans. Their torso is drenched in both fresh and dried blood. It stains their clothes which frankly, they don't care for. Everything can be thrown out. They'll just grab clothes from Vel's reject closet. "It's mine, mostly." And Angel's, and some poor stunt person's too. "I had an episode for the uhm, the show Vox wants me in. The one with Elias."

It's as if Vox just wanted them to suffer more of what they dealt with in life. He had this grand idea for a thriller series, them against Elias in combat every week. It's cheesy and exploitative. Today especially so, as the episode had a subplot with Angel coming in and causing a love triangle.

"As much crap as I give Angel sometimes, he really is a good kisser." They get behind a screen before peeling everything off. "But I'd rather there not be a hundred cameras when we do it." Every facet of the situation weighs them down. While its harsh to compare, Angel only has to worry about Valentino. Jay's stuck between the Vees breathing down their neck at all hours and Elias constantly stalking from the shadows. And yet Angel's predicament seems like worse hell than anything they've gone through.

Wait, why are you trying to compare all this shit? You're in hell. Everyone gets the short end of the stick here.

Jay reappears to Peter after magicking the blood away and transferring into the softest pajamas they own. Their demeanor is weary, cold and downed by exhaustion. "Tomorrow is all fights with Elias too. I'm not looking forward to --"

An unseen force tugs them towards the door without warning. Panicked, Jay tries to hold their ground against it. "No!" They yell. "Not now!" Desperate to push back, they claw at their wrist as a pink phantasmal shackle appears and sprouts chains leading out the door. "Peter! Hey um. . . If Charlie asks why I missed today's stuff, I was helping some of the kids around the block. Okay? Great! I'll be. . . back. . . At some point."

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"We gotta wait. Angel's in the bathroom giving head."

"Ugh." Jay hangs from the pole, back arched and head tilted to watch Peter. They hoped to perform a routine with Angel. But no, he had other things on his mind. So now the vibe of the club is falling flat and they can't leave. "Tell him to get sloppy and fast. He'll still get 'em off just fine. We gotta get back to the hotel soon anyway. I'm due on the news in the morning."

Not that they're in a rush to go. Vel has interviews lined up and an editorial shoot and some party for fashion's elite. It'll be long, boring, and if they swing the wrong way it'll get bitchy. Her insults hurt more than Vox's anger and Val's slap. Worse, she could set the shoot up to include Elias.

With thoughts spiraling they lose all interest in dancing. They slide off the pole, slink off the stage, and pause by Peter to put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm gonna get a drink, something hard. Care to join?"