#Hazbin Angeldust

[captainsaltypear]

IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR

[bloedea]

The story of how one deer learned that bullying has consequences

*Перевод ниже

Ал: От "разговоров" с вами моя поясница стала болеть все чаще и чаще

Люся: Я же говорил тебе не быть "таким услужливым"

Скучная реальность...

Люся: Окей. Я не могу сказать, что не восхищаюсь твоим упорством, но шутка не станет смешнее, если ты повторяешь ее постоянно

Ал: Правда? Я все еще считаю эту забавной

Ал: Вам не нравится моя услужливость?

Люся: Что ж, давай посмотрим, к чему тебя это приведет

[artstar2003]

That’s a woman!?

Enjoy some Hazbin genderswap content!

[wivensbane]

[voxsmistress]

Mama Didn't raise no Bimbo Series!

Y/n was thrown head first into Hell - like everyone she has to find her own path and she was doing pretty darn good but what happens when she finally comes across the three Vee's who don't necessarily like to share...

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve

This was such a bad idea!

Such a bad idea! How did Angel Dust manage to convince you to do this was beyond you. But here you are gripping the handle of the front door of the Vee’s Tower.

“Oh, I’m just running a little late at work honey, meet me at the tower and we will head to the clubs from there,” you mocked under your breath as you turned the handle. Swear, if that Valentino tries to get you to join a porno you will kill Angel.

Deep breaths. Entering the main foyer, you squint because of all the damn bright lights, screens, and décor. Spying all the cameras you drag your coat closer to your body. No hiding from anyone here. You make your way up to the receptionist desk as instructed by your lovely ‘friend’.

“Hey sugar, I’m here to see Angel Dust, they’re expecting me don’t suppose you could tell me where I should be going could ya?” Giving your best winning smile at the bored receptionist, at her unimpressed flicker of her eyes going over your outfit and hair you could feel the smile start to strain. Like everyone, your appearance changed when you came to Hell, and you considered yourself lucky that you mainly had humanistic characteristics – the fangs, violet eyes, skin as white as snow and wicked pink highlights in your hair you just considered as an extra – it could be so much worse. You have seen much worse.

Smoothing your hands over the coat you let your smile drop and narrowed your eyes at the receptionist. Down here in Hell you were sure others just made situations difficult to be difficult. Actually… that was probably true. They were just the worst down here.

Popping her gum in your face you could feel your eyebrow start to twitch. Bitch. Tapping away on her keyboard she proceeds to ignore you for a few moments before pointing at a sign which told you which floors for what people. Seeing Valentino’s floor, you assume that’s where you should be heading. Thanking the receptionist – though she didn’t exactly do anything but affect your confidence in your outfit – you make your way over to the elevators, getting in as soon as one arrived and jabbing at Valentino’s floor.

Crossing your fingers you wouldn’t meet that particular Overlord, considering the receptionist was a pain in the ass you could only imagine what he would be like and from the horror stories Angel Dust told you – you really didn’t wanna meet him.

Reaching the floor quicker than you expected you straighten out your outfit, slightly regretting the black stilettos but they were the only decent heels you have in your closet for dancing, plus the neon pink on the base matched your accessories and splashes of colour on your dress. You fully embraced the image that you were a bimbo, it helped with tips and your image at work. As a singer and a dancer at one of the clubs on Pride Circle, the dumber you appeared the more people underestimated you. And you just loved it when they underestimated you.

It's where you met Angel Dust, in one of the first clubs that you were working at. Through him you then met Alastor who after hearing you sing a few older songs then allowed you to sing on his Radio Show (on occasion) and from him you then met Rosie who put in a good word for you with your now current boss at one of the more respectable (using that term loosely) clubs in Pride Circle. Which is the only reason why you would enter the Vee’s Tower – you owed Angel Dust a lot this was a small ask.

Stepping onto Valentino’s floor the smell of smoke, sex and sweat hit you like a wall. Flickering your violet eyes around you spied the Spider speaking to the Overlord. Damn. Seeing that the conversation wouldn’t be ending any time soon you huffed under your breath before making your way to them.

“Angel, sugar, you ready to go?” You ask when you reach the two, keeping your gaze on him as from the corner of your eye you see the tall Overlord swivel on the spot. Angel’s eyes connect with yours before trying to hide a grimace.

“Heyyy gorgeous, listen it’s gonna be a little later than we planned I’ve just gotta film one more scene then we can go”, catching the mouthed sorry at the end. Smiling understandingly at him you shrug your shoulders.

“Oh no problemo honey, want me to stay or I can meet you at the club?” secretly crossing your fingers that they’d say to meet you at the club.

“Ah no it’s cool if you stay, right Val? Y/n can stay for the last scene?” Bugger. Turning your winning smile up at the infamous Valentino only to see their stare was focused on you already with an menacing smile pulling his face into a sinister expression which made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up on end.

“Ah the famous Y/n, Angel talks about you all the time – don’t you baby! Course you can stay and watch. What about if you participate as well, I could get you a job princessa, with those legs, boobs and that pout you are a star waiting to happen. I could get a contract written up in seconds if you want-“He pulls a deep drag from his cigarette and blows it all around so you three were in a cloud of hazy red smoke. Holding back a cough you try to keep the smile on your lips.

“Thank you for the offer, Sir, but I am happy with my job at the moment but as soon as I want a change in career, I’ll let you know”, I reply to the Overlord. A bead of sweat drips down the back of my neck. Valentino’s anger was legendary. To refuse him was to insult him. And you had done all that within a few moments of meeting him. Plus being close to Angel Dust was another factor against you – he was so jealous over Angel.

His smirk grew as he gazed over your outfit. Well, a smirk was better than shouting, right?

“Shame. You could be a star,” another drag of his cigarette before shrugging you off and directing Angel back to the stage. Quickly winking at the spider, you make your way over to a few chairs that were against the wall. Shrugging your coat off you turn to see a few creeps eyeing you up, bloody perverts. Baring your fangs at them you sit down and yank your phone out from your purse.  

A sigh leaves your lips, crossing your leg over the other, you peruse Sinstagram while trying to block out the sounds coming from Angel and the other demons and sinners in the scene. Checking on the progress of a few photos of the outfit that you shared earlier of what you were wearing tonight which you had tagged in Velvette as she was the designer of your dress: a tight black dress with stripes of neon pink, ruffles of the neon around the off-shoulder neckline and other intricate details – it reminded you of Marilyn Monroes pink dress, so you had saved up for months to buy it. The almost velvet material clung to your curves in the most delicious way and the colours just accentuated your hair, skin, and eyes. If no one could tell - you just loved pink and again it helped the Bimbo image you put across.

Brushing the waves of hair out of your face you look up and again see a certain Overlord’s stare focused on you, his own phone clutched in his hand. Careful not to challenge him by looking at him head on you keep your gaze soft and lowered.  The issue with Valentino was he didn’t always accept no as an answer. And you were so not ready to become a porn star. To be honest since arriving in Hell you hadn’t even entertained any one in your bed. More concerned with getting somewhere safe to live, safe(ish) to work and try not to get mauled, raped or murdered every day seemed to take up your energy. Which is why Angel wanted to go out tonight – to try and get you laid. Chuckling softly as you remembered his horrified face when you said you hadn’t had sex in over a year you let your violet gaze glance over to him. Wincing slightly at the position he was in at the moment, which really could not be comfortable, you let your attention go back to your phone ignoring both the Overlord and Angel as a slight vibrate notified you that a certain Vee had liked your post.

Your mouth opens in shock when you see THE Velvette had liked your photo. Heart racing a little you couldn’t control the smile that stretched across your lips, holding in the little squeal you desperately wanted to let out you settled for giving a little excited wiggle in your seat. Or you were until a shadow encased you. Looking up you lock eyes with the main V. Vox. Uh oh. “And who is this lovely lady, Val?”

Sooooo ... for a first chapter what did ya thinkkkkkk?

A03 Link is here

[peggydoodles]

It's time to lose your self-loathin' Excuse yourself, let hope in, baby Play your card, be who you are

A loser, just like me

[derlost]

★ bakery bliss ༉‧₊˚

ミ ABOUT~ °•*⁀➷ in which you, a darling little baker in hell, come across a most unique client. could it blossom into something more? stick around to find out!

✧･ﾟWARNINGS ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ none really, only tooth-rotting fluff. written with a gn / male reader in mind

ミ AUTHOR’S NOTE ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥hello lovely readers! i’ve been working on this for a long time, and as such, i hope you guys enjoy it! side note for those who’ve been around for a little longer- all requests will be completed shortly, don’t worry! in any case, i hope you all enjoy :)

♥︎ you never planned on going to hell. i mean, nobody really planned on it, but it sure was unexpected, especially for you- someone who did practically no wrong during their life. you were a morally good person- a kind friend, an honest employee, and a helpful samaritan on the streets. no, you weren’t meant to be here at all.

despite it all however, you adapted to the demonic realm quite quickly. you opened a lovely little bakery on the east side of the pentagram, and business was booming. sure, the average sinner might’ve scoffed at your business, but you didn’t mind- not when you were focused on the weirder of your clients…

meetings folks from cannibal town was a given- you only lived a few blocks away, and it seemed that they much enjoyed old-timey bakeries and blueberry muffins to wash down a most questionable meal. you had no issue with these people at all- they were always polite, they kept you in business, and they kept corpses off your patio. this clientele didn’t concern you- they were earnest individuals, and frankly, you enjoyed their visits. it was instead the visits of the ‘adult film’ actors from down the way that really confused you.

similar to how you lived only a few blocks from cannibal town, you also lived a few blocks from hell’s biggest porn studio- owned by the famous overlord valentino himself. their jobs didn’t bother you- more so the tired, poor status of the workers- and when they started coming in just before closing to get a little snack, you began staying up later. one night specifically, you met quite the character…

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the bell tied to the handle of your door rang a polite little jingle, and you jolted, immediately standing straight up. you had nearly dozed off- and as you trained your eyes to the door, you recognized the man immediately.

it was none other than the one and only angeldust- arguably the most famous pornstar in all of hell. his face was plastered over countless billboards and advertisements, but you were currently more preoccupied with the fact that he was standing in your shop at the asscrack of dawn. with a friendly wave to your new customer, you began to speak. “welcome to the loafing around bakery, i’m m/n! if you need any recommendations or help picking something out, i’ve got you covered.” the spider demon gave the bubblegum in his mouth a final pop before tossing it into the trash, taking his sunglasses off.

“heya, toots. neat little establishment you’ve got here, eh? how’d it get started?” “oh,” you replied with a playful smile, “i loved baking when i was alive, but never got the chance to open a shop. i decided i’d take a chance and roll the dice down here.” “yeah? how’s that working out for you?” you giggled, leaning over the counter, nearly pulling back from the cold- damn this shop and its icy countertops. “i’d say it’s pretty good! a lot of drop ins from cannibal town residents, and um…your crowd.” to this, the white-haired man let out a loud laugh, snorting at your words. “my crowd, eh?? i’ll hand it to you doll, you’re pretty funny. aaaaanyway, my coworkers have been praising this place like it’s the second coming of christ, so i thought i’d stop by. what do you recommend, hmm?” the spider demon pulled his hair through his fingers, giving you a teasing coy smile. he was different from the others…a lot different. you could tell.

after realizing you were staring, you feigned a grin and sat up straight, walking over to behind the display case. “my personal favorites are honeylemon morning and blueberry tea dreams, but normally when people come in during this time of night, i’d recommend them coffee kisses or banana snuggles.” the actor seemed amused at the names of your muffins and cracked a grin, his single golden tooth shining from the glow of your shop’s lights. “coffee kisses or banana snuggles, eh? but what if i wanted to be bold? like, do you do cupcakes?” you paused to giggle, sweeping a stray strand of hair behind your ear. oh, he would be the death of you.

“sometimes. i think we have ‘all the razz’ in stock, but that’s really the only bold cupcake flavor i can think of now.” to this, he quirked a brow. “all the razz?” with a quick nod, you answered. “yes! it’s a uh…a raspberry cake with raspberry filling and frosting. quite delightful, if i may say so myself. though, i wouldn’t recommend it at this hour. you should really get something lighter so you can sleep better.” the spider demon chuckled lightly at your comment, straightening his jacket. “is that so, sweet cheeks?” you couldn’t help the blush creeping onto your face and disguised it with a nervous laugh. “oh, um, well, i just think…y’know, with it being so late in the night, you should probably eat something easier on the stomach and just go get some rest…” you awkwardly averted your gaze to the trashcan in the corner of the room, praying he wouldn’t notice- which he inevitably did- but you ignored it further. the demon’s expression softened, and he stepped closer to the counter.

“aww, well aren’t you a delight? lookin’ out for me, hm?” the spider demon paused to chuckle, the look in his eyes full of genuine curiosity. why were you being so sweet? don’t you know you’re in hell? don’t you know how most people treat him? still, he supposed he couldn’t deny the fact that your kindness was much appreciated, and continued to butter you up. “what a cutie. in that case, i’ll take one of the cupcakes, and one of your favorite sleepy-time muffins. that sound good, pipsqueak?” with a dopey grin you nodded, grabbing a box- medium sized, specially to fit both- and carefully placed in both a raspberry cupcake and a ‘chamomile bliss’ muffin. your hands were nimble and precise as you boxed them up, despite it being far past your bedtime. you moved to the register and began to ring him up, sliding the lovely little pink and white box towards him.

“that’ll be three dollars and fifty cents.” the actor scrunched his nose up, putting a hand on his hip. while he had been nothing but nice to you, you could certainly understand the rumors of him being intimidating- he had a…loud personality to say the least, and you could tell he was quite confident just from his mannerisms. “hon, are you sure i don’t owe you more? feels like a crime to pay you so little, if’m bein’ honest.” with a sincere glance, you began to explain yourself.

“the muffin is on the house.” you spoke gently, blinking at him with a look that could only be described as homey. “on the house?” he questioned, clearly shocked. “oh,nonononono doll, i couldn’t do that. i-” “no, really!! consider it my gift for getting to meet you. just wanna make sure people in your business get enough to eat and that you all sleep. if you insist on paying me, just promise you’ll get some rest. that’s all i ask.” the actor hesitated- he hadn’t seen genuine kindness like yours in a long time- and slowly, allowed himself to break into a cheesy grin, swiping his card.

“you’re too good for this place, toots. don’t let anyone take advantage of that fact, a’ight?” you chuckled in response, waving a hand as you printed out his receipt and passed it to him, wholly blind to the fact that he was casually shoving multiple ten dollar bills into your tip jar. “I’ll manage, but i appreciate your concern. between your coworkers and the residents of cannibal town, i’d say i’m pretty well protected here, ahaha.” the spider demon tenderly took the box into his hands, holding it with care as to make sure nothing got shaken or messed up. taking a step back, he chuckled to you. “i get why everyone likes this place now, it’s a real treat, and i don’t just mean the desserts. in any case, thanks so much for the muffin an’ all of that. you have no idea how much it means to me.”

the white-haired man put his sunglasses back on and slung his purse over his shoulder, beginning to walk to the door, only turning back to wave. “i’ll be back soon sugar, so don’t run out of those lovely little muffins of yours, kay?” his sweet disposition definitely confirmed to you that you had done the right thing- that he was someone worth helping. with a soft wave, you nodded in return. “will do.” “take care of yourself, okay? goodnight, m/n. thanks again for the lovely midnight snack.”

you couldn’t help but beam as the bell on the door jingled upon his departure, and you yawned, leaning onto your elbows atop the counter. yeah, you thought. he was nice. maybe i’ll see him again. and as for him? well, his thoughts weren’t too far off from yours.

yeah, he thought. you were a real sweetheart. maybe he’d see you again sometime…

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ミ AUTHOR’S NOTE 2˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥hello again! i hope you all enjoyed this fic, and if so, please consider checking out my other works or sending in a request! i adore writing for people, so rest assured i would be happy to write anything you come up with. thank you all again, have a lovely day!

[nosleepschedule]

Guys, guys calm down— GUYS. CALM DOWN. GUYS OMFG CALM DOOOOWN. AHAAAHAHAAAAAAHAH

[casual-trash-art]

The Polaroids got me

[azmodeusart]

Hey there. Been busy designing a bag that I hope folks would enjoy. I've got the concept design down, and I hope this can get enough interest to become a full blown project...

That said, introducing my design for the Hazbin Hotel ita bag!

[green-static]

“In and out/ It's like a bad dream / A crazy kind of mad dream / Must have been something that I ate/ No doubt”

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Commission info - this would cost $22.5 if it was a commission

I’m a Huskerdust whore

[cosmicwahoo]

They're rattling around in my head.

[thehelluvabossandhazbinhotelblog]

ʜᴇʟʟᴜᴠᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴢʙɪɴ ʜᴏᴛᴇʟ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ! ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ

"Red." - QUINADEN - Helluva Boss (Web Series) [Archive of Our Own]

Another full moon, another sexual rendevous. But when Stolas suggests that he return the favor for once, Blitz has to confront the fact that giving over even more control of the situation might be the scariest compromise he’s ever had to make.

This fanfiction does have some sexual content and heavy themes further along but overall it's very well written and has a happy ending. Be sure to read the tags first.

2. Angel Dust Experiences The Mortifying Realisation That He’s Attracted To Husk - GayLord3000 - Hazbin Hotel (Web Series) [Archive of Our Own]

A game of Smash or Pass with Cherri Bomb makes Angel Dust realize that Husk isn’t seen by others as being super attractive.

This fanfiction is a light but well-written read with the ship Husk x Angel dust. (As said in the title.)

3. The Fuzbi Organ - ckret2 - Hazbin Hotel (Web Series) [Archive of Our Own]

Charlie thinks that the hotel's guest and staff could benefit from having a little more music in their afterlives. Alastor is ecstatic to have the opportunity to expand the array of instruments he can play.

And then he discovers the most awful, wonderful, baffling instrument he's ever seen.

This fanfiction is an enjoyable read that is mainly for humour. This is always a good read if you need a bit of cheering up!

( I will try to do fanfic recommendations every Sunday! )

[icee133]

Hello! This is part 3 of my ongoing Marionette series. This part is a bit longer than the other 2 but I felt it was necessary given the scene and all. Hope you guys like this one too. Sorry for any writing errors 👻

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The Marionette

Part One, Part Two, Part Three🤍

Word count for this part: 2029. Enjoy! 👻👻

Synapsis:

A new overlord has manifested in hell seemingly overnight. One that overpowered many if not all of the current overlords in all the right ways. Will this overlord use her powers for good to help the members of the hotel? Will she fall in love with a man and end up in a loving gentle relationship? Or will she get her heart broken and turn against them all, burning each bridge she meticulously made. 

The Marionette is a heart wrenching fic with many turns you won't see coming. Stay tuned for each of the episodes as they are released.

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The loud knocking had startled the group a bit, but Charlie immediately shot out of her seat rushing to the door hoping this time it was the guests they were expecting. She took a deep breath as she placed her hand on the door handle then quickly swung the door open. She then realized she was face to face with one of the cat demons from earlier that afternoon. “Hello again darling, I’m Kai we met earlier during our unfortunate run in with some rather rude demons.” Kai said while smiling, holding out his hand. “Of course! I’m glad you guys could make it” Charlie said shaking his hand then stepping aside to allow the 3 cat demons inside. Once they had passed she spotted the red eyed overlord at the back of the group looking at her almost as if she thought this was a threat. Charlie simply gave her as genuine of a smile she could hoping that would sedate her wariness for the time being. She understood why the overlord wouldn’t trust being there after all she is the princess of hell and the hotel housed another overlord.

The marionette walked into the hotel allowing the princess to shut the door behind her. Ultimately sealing her fate that whatever happened here wouldn’t be seen by outsiders. The 3 boys walked towards the main area upon seeing the group of hotel demons sitting on the couches. Figuring this was probably the best area to walk towards and trying to seem as not awkward as they could. As much as they knew they were failing at that. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!” Charlie said excitedly to the group of new demons that had been looking around the living area in almost an awe. “This place looks amazing!” Kai said loudly. He was always the one who was most comfortable with messing around with new people. Though the other 2 tended to stay quiet until introductions were in order. The Marionette stood in place in between Tsu and Alex with Kai wandering around the room looking at decorations. It was a rather silent meeting as no one was talking. They seemed to all be sizing each other up wondering what exactly the others were trying to gain from this meeting. 

Until a certain red haired demon appeared out of the shadows. “Welcome, the names Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you, quite a pleasure.” Alastor had broken the silence that they all had been dreading and quite comfortably at that. “Good afternoon, I’m the marionette, and these are my boys. Tsu, Alex, and Kai” she said while gesturing to each of the boys next to her then the one wandering around. “Do forgive that one. He is rather curious, sometimes annoyingly so.” She said pointing at Kai who was at ease while sniffing a curtain. “Oh it’s no worries, new place and all I’m sure they’d love to explore a bit” Cherri said while chuckling lightly. Almost as if she was pointing out their rather obvious cat-like instinct. “Ha Ha” Alex said dryly unimpressed by her dumb allegations. “Be nice” was then harshly spoken out  cutting through the air like a string snapping after being pulled too tight. Alex’s ears flattened to his head as he turned slightly away from the overlord whose eyes were a glowing red. “It's alright no worries” Cherri said lightly. “Well I suppose we should introduce ourselves as well” Charlie said with a skip in her voice. “As you know I’m Charlie, and this is my girlfriend Vaggie” she said pulling a shorter demon with long white hair alongside her. “It’s a pleasure” Nette said, shaking the demon's hand. “This is Angel, Husk, Cherri, and Nifty” she said gesturing to each of the hotel members seated on the couches. “Good to be meeting all of you” Nette said. Finding a new hope that she might avoid having to meet the king of hell himself as she did not see him anywhere. 

That hope was short-lived once a shorter male demon with blonde hair and red cheeks, wearing white while adorning a hat decorated with a gold snake and a bright red apple stepped into the room. Carrying himself with a sense of power and pride holding a cane with an apple on the top of it. Nette immediately realized this was the man she had hoped to avoid meeting and in that realization missed him crossing the room to be directly in front of her and Charlie. Coming back to reality she had completely missed what he had said to her. Only offering him a small smile as to not embarrass herself anymore. She then realized the king of hell was taller than her. Yes this short demon was taller than Nette. How she wished she didn’t have to slightly look up at him. After all having to constantly look way up at her boys she didn’t think many people would be shorter than her, but oh how she hoped she’d have something over him. “It’s good to meet you sir” Alex said seemingly taking over the conversation smoothly. He had to have heard what the king said. “Charmed” Lucifer said, not taking his eyes off the overlord in the center. “Likewise” Nette responded calmly hoping it would cover her mistake of missing what he had said to her first. 

After introductions were completed Charlie ushered the group to sit down on the couch wanting to speak with them about a proposition she had thought of. Of course, she had mentioned it to Vaggie in their time waiting for the overlord to arrive at the hotel, but despite her girlfriend’s hesitation to the matter she still thought it would be best to see if they would be willing to hear her out. After all, it might be for the best to attempt to get another overlord on their side to help out with the hotel. Not only would it provide more security, but it would also allow for the word to spread about an overlord joining the hotel in hopes to attract more sinners to give the hotel a chance. Charlie then realized she had begun to get a bit nervous as Angel began offering snacks to the boys. Catching Kai’s attention leading him to striking up a conversation with the grumpy cat bartender and the pink spider demon. Marionette on the other hand was keeping a watchful eye on the princess as well as the king himself. Wanting to make sure this wasn’t going to be some kind of ambush. She had always known not to trust demons especially when they were ‘pretending to be nice’ and offering things to them almost eagerly. It made her think there was some kind of catch to this whole arrangement. But alas she would keep that thought to herself and make sure she saw this through. After all, the king of hell could very well wipe each of them from existence if he so pleased, but he hadn’t. Meaning he values what his daughter thinks of him. So at least there was that for now. 

“So the reason we wanted to speak with you was because Alastor had said you were rather new here, and that he hadn’t seen you before. We were wondering -of course only if you wanted to we wouldn’t wanna force you into anything- if you would be willing to help out with the hotel?- again only if you want to we’re not really into the whole forcing people to do things here… hahaha” Vaggie had tapped Charlie on the shoulder signaling she had been rambling. “We don’t do deals.” Nette spoke harshly. “Especially with demons whom we just met and have had no prior engagement with.” Alex added onto his mama's statement. “Oh no no no we’re not asking to make any kind of deal” Charlie rambled off quickly. Nette gave her a rather puzzled look. As she could see the string connected from Charlie’s wrist to the radio demon standing just behind the couch. “From my understanding we were asked to visit due to the unfortunate damage that was done to the side of the building unintentionally caused by our incident earlier. We came here only to deal with that. Apologies if we gave the impression that we wanted anything else.” “Of course, I understand we only wanted to pitch our idea to you guys about the hotel to see if you would be willing to help us out. Is all it was” Charlie said. “I understand, no hard feelings then. Please allow me to repair the side of the building as that was our original objective. Then I would be happy to hear you out about what exactly it is you are doing here.” Nette gave a small smile. She wanted to at least get the thing they came here to do out of the way, so if anything went sideways she wouldn’t feel as though she owed the princess anything. “Of course, I’ll show you the damage” The princess responded then began standing up from her place on the couch.  “I can fix it entirely without any issues Charlie” Lucifer said pointedly at his daughter. “Yes I fail to see why we should make our guest fix something on the building that was a rather unfortunate accident.” Alastor chimed in. “Allow us to take care of it, feel free to discuss what you will in the meantime” Lucifer said, standing up from the couch. “I hardly think that’s a fair trade. After all the damage was caused due to a miscalculation on my part during a battle I was involved in. Perhaps it would be best if I was the one who tended to the damage.” Nette said, rising to her feet. All 3 of her boys doing so as well taking a few steps forwards to be just in front of her. “After all I doubt you guys can fix it faster than mama can” Kai said looking at the 2 men trying to stop Nette from doing what they had asked of her to begin with.

All 5 of the men were looking at each other as they were seemingly trying to size up their opponents. Comparing power levels to each other using this as the deciding factor on who would win if they fought. This seems to be the common thought behind each of their eyes. It was only when nette saw the radio demon’s eyes glow a brighter red and one of the boys go to take a step towards him that she snapped out “Sit the fuck down” all 3 of her boys dropping to the floor instantly. The hotel members looked at her with shock as her voice had changed to one that they hadn’t ever heard (Not even earlier when she was fighting the attacking overlord). No, this voice was one of anger. Like a broken voice box in an old doll. Threatening and terrifying yet soothingly smooth all at the same time. They then saw a blue colored collar and chain connected to each of the boys' necks wrapping around them completely. Additionally they noticed strings wrapped around and hanging down from their wrists. Upon seeing the boys one black eye during introductions earlier they knew they must have a contract with the blue themed overlord. But this collar certainly didn’t look like a usual soul contract collar. One that usually was simply adorned with a latch and chain, no this was much more entangled into them. The string seemingly tied their very existence to hers, as if she could control them down to their very core. Down to even the movements of their limbs. This revelation caused both the radio demon and the king of hell to be even more confused- yet similarly intrigued- by the overlord that stood in front of them. How did she have this much power? Where did it come from? And how did she manage to take charge of someone else’s soul? They had so many questions but knew it would be nearly impossible to even attempt to get any of them answered. But they sure were going to try.

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