#if she has vaggie to snuggle with

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

me: i'd like a little chaggie angst in my life.

me: nothing major. no blood or screaming or anything like that.

me: maybe something that could slot into canon without much trouble? something quiet. something sad. a small gut punch, is what im after

my brain: On in boss! Give me a sec.

my brain: .....

my brain: Okay how about this- Charlie was so hyped and determined to have Vaggie come with for the heaven trip not just bc they're partners, but also because- Charlie was gonna propose.

me: .... why would she propose? and in heaven? aside from it just being a nicer less gory place in general, i mean

my brain: Well Charlie was super excited about the trip, right? She thought there was a good chance they'd win their case, confirm Angel Dust's path to redemption, show their hotel could work, and prove the exterminations aren't needed and should stop. That's HUGE! That's her and Vaggie's current life goal getting checked off- and if they can stick together through making a hotel for redeeming sinners work, then marriage is kinda just yelling that for everyone to hear.

me: wouldn't charlie be freaked out by marriage tho. her parents are separated, and her family fell apart for while afterwards. she's only just started picking up the pieces with vaggie

my brain: EXACTLY!!! Vaggie got her talking with her dad, talking with him got him kinda onboard with the save sinners plan- the plan Charlie is trying to make her mom proud with! So her mom and dad aren't together, but they're least on the same page now! As far as Charlie knows anyway. Meaning them being married had REASONS behind it, reasons that haven't gone away even after they separated- so it's not like them being married to each other was for nothing or a mistake. It was good! It can still end good! And having Vaggie in her life is what helped all of that happen in the first place. Soooooo....

me: marry that girl?

my brain: Charlie was expecting her and Vaggie to get a great win up in heaven, together, as partners. What better time and place to say how much she wants to keep doing that with her?

me: hmm

my brain: Plus if Angel Dust got the green light for an eventual move to heaven, having the wedding before then would be kinda important if they wanted to be SURE he could be there for it. And Charlie would DEFINITELY want Angel there for it.

me: true, true.... so, what are we picturing here tho? how does all this... become a thing i can feel sad over?

my brain: Well first, imagine Charlie planning it. Being exited for it.

me: oh she'd be so very excited

my brain: Imagine her the entire time they're headed to and are up in heaven, checking her pocket whenever no one's looking, triple checking on the ring, grinning to herself- physically straining under the urge to just blurt everything out to Vaggie like she usually does BUT wanting SO MUCH for this to be a special surprise for Vaggie!

my brain: She goes on the heaven tour while Vaggie stays behind, and Charlie's a little relieved to get a break from the constant urge to get down on one knee whenever she looks over at her girlfriend- she spends the whole tour of heaven gushing about Vaggie, barely taking in the sights- maybe even lets slip, to her HORROR, what she's planning to ask (a beaming Emily SWEARS not to say a word)

Getting back to their room Charlie has to spend ten minutes pacing outside, muttering to herself and checking the ring and REMINDING herself NOT to just pull it out the moment she walks in and sees Vaggie again after a whole two hours apart- She goes in, buzzing with pent up marriage proposal energy, not sure she WON'T just say it all right then and there, and...

Vaggie's curled up on the bed, asleep, luggage open next to her and one of Charlie's spare shirts tucked around her like a blanket, a small stressed frown on her face as she naps.

Charlie melts. She takes a slow deep breath, lets out a long happy sigh, and tip toes quietly over. She does get down on one knee- to be on a level with Vaggie so she can smile at her and stroke her hair and smooch that pinchy frowny face, chuckling softly about how Vaggie never stops worrying about things, even in her sleep. At least Vaggie IS sleeping now. She hadn't gotten much of it, leading up to the trip here.

The ring is pulled out of Charlie's coat and slipped into pants pocket instead so Charlie can safely drape the coat itself over Vaggie, who's curled up as if Heaven's perfect temperature feels a bit chilly- and Charlie moves the luggage to make room on the the bed so she can snuggle in behind Vaggie, arms wrapped around her, maybe not able to resist playing with her girlfriend's left hand a little before dozing off herself.

Imagine Vaggie had been working up the courage to tell Charlie the truth when Charlie came back.... but she wakes up already safe in Charlie's hug, and it's- it'd be one thing to face Charlie across the room and see her turn away- it'd be another to FEEL her let go. Or to be the one who breaks the hold, maybe for the last time

So Vaggie doesn't tell Charlie.

And the trial goes, the way it goes, and Charlie- never tells Vaggie what she wanted to say either.

Instead of asking a question, Charlie gets answer, and they both find themselves on their knees in heaven- but for all the wrong reasons.

Then its bad. Charlie's up in their room alone with Razzle and Dazzle- and the RING- and she keeps trying to put it away or even chuck it out the window... but it always ends up tucked in her fist. Slipped safely back in her pocket.

In Cannibal Town, at Rosie's, when asked if she loves Vaggie, Charlie stumbles over her answer- not because she doesn't love her or doubt it, but.

She almost blurts out, at the worst moment- yes she loves Vaggie. She was even going to ask her to....

Everything all flies out the window back at the hotel gates.

They've got a fighting chance against heaven, hungry cannibals to arm with angelic steel, friends who chose to stay and FIGHT for their home and each other instead of running for cover- it's not what Charlie wanted but she'll damn well take it and she means to KEEP IT- there's no time to think about what the actual battle will be like or what (or if anything) comes after.

Charlie doesn't remember the ring again until days after the After.

At night in bed, after a long day doing more minor endless finishing touches to the new hotel (with Vaggie) and an evening writing out thank yous to everyone who helped hoping none of the overlords suddenly think of an extra cost to that help, rewording until her hand ached (and Vaggie took it gently and tugged her away with a "we'll finish them tomorrow, sweetie")

Charlie wakes up at night, in bed with Vaggie, and lays there staring up at the dark ceiling, frozen in panic- until she not frozen anymore but slipping out of bed and into carpeted middle of the room, hooves muffled as she paces, picking up KeeKee on the way and petting her frantically as she tries to THINK-

The ring, the fucking RING.

She doesn't know where the ring went.

Where she put it- still in her pocket when she was changing into her dress for the battle? Which pocket- pants or coat? Where had she put those- no one had bothered much with stuff like laundry when there were fortifications to be made! Not with Vaggie running daily drills on how to fight exorcists, not with Charlie scrambling to learn how to fight after a life of not ever wanting or needing to, but heaven had done those things to Vaggie, had hurt her, and wanted to do worse to their friends and Charlie would be DAMNED if-

had Charlie's one random set of clothes survived the blasts from the battle? Had they been sitting in the rubble somewhere? The ring- the ring should have made it- it'd been made to LAST after all-

Had someone else found it? She would've heard if anyone from the hotel had picked up a fancy ring though- a random cannibal or sinner maybe?

Or...

... maybe it was just lost. Just, gone.

Fallen in some crevasse or crack into some deeper part of hell, if it hadn't been melted and shattered with all the holy and unholy power being thrown around.

She knows exactly what that would look like, after all those times spent checking the ring, staring at it and trying to picture Vaggie wearing it without squeeing too loud. It would've looked good on her- but that daydream is gone too, and Charlie just sees the ruins of it.

Black obsidian band broken, gold edging melted, inner inscription burned away. The paired musical notes articulated with fermata like little rising suns above them (the pause, to be held as long as they wanted it to be) bracketed and bracketing the blood red, small, heart-shaped diamond....

All of it now probably just one dulled chip of rock lying somewhere no one will ever see.

Charlie, standing in the middle of her and Vaggie's new bedroom, staring at Vaggie asleep in their bed- her exhausted girlfriend planted face-fist into a pillow, silver gray angel wings flopped awkwardly over the covers and spreading out so long and slack (relaxed) they droop over mattress on either side, flight feathers brushing the floor.

The scars are still there too. Also silvery pale in the dim glow of hell outside the windows.

But when Charlie finally releases KeeKee and slips over to adjust Vaggie's pillow (she'd get a cricked neck otherwise) she has to stop and kneel down on the floor for a bit (down on one knee again too) and stare.

Vaggie's smiling in her sleep. Her eyepatch is off for the night, thin slit of black nothing peeking out under the lashes of that eye, and Charlie can see the fresh scars on her left arm from fighting off Lute.

Charlie, picking up Vaggie's left hand playing with it again, like she had up in heaven. Pressing a small kiss to the stab wound in it's palm.

It would've been nice to put on ring on that hand instead.

But Charlie finds herself smiling anyway, softly, as she squeezes into the thin strip of space between Vaggie and the edge of her side of the bed. She snuggles in close, Charlie's cheek on Vaggie's scarred hand and her arms wrapping tight around her own small piece of something way better than heaven.

Vaggie's wing stirring and drawing in, folding over Charlie like an extra blanket and a dreamy hug, not even having to be awake to want her closer.

"Next time," Charlie whispering as she falls asleep looking at her partner- her partner in every way that matters. "'m gonna wait for you to ask... 's your turn to worry about stupid rings, and, stuff...."

On the carpet in the middle of the room, KeeKee licks a paw. Stops. Coughs. Spits something out- something that chimes metallically as it bounces and rolls off the edge of the carpet an onto the floor-

KeeKee sniffs the thing curiously. Bats at it with one paw, pushing it under a dresser drawer. Then, bored, licks said paw and saunters off.

Vaggie's startled wings will fling herself backwards so hard and fast into the bedroom wall she'll end up giving herself a concussion, later, when she finds the ring.

it's her turn to worry about it, after all

XD

[cherubfae]

you're accidentally shrunk! || hazbin x reader

with Alastor, Lucifer, Husk, Angel Dust, Vox

tags: fluff, comedy, established relationships, gn!reader (implied masc reader for angel as always <3)

Alastor

He is quite amused by the whole ordeal, if not a touch worried for your wellbeing. You're utterly tiny, capable of sitting in the palm of his hand like a tiny doll. His claw gently nudges your cheek, tilting your chin up. Using his own magic proves to be futile. After several attempts he's still unable to change you back to your normal self. He isn't sure why his powers don't seem to be taking effect.

Alastor doesn't let anyone else touch or hold you. Legit will hold you in his hand above his head should Vaggie or Charlie try to get a better look at you.

"No, no, no," Alastor clicks his tongue. "I'm afraid I'm not comfortable in letting my dearest love be held by anyone but me. Surely, you understand." He gives you a little smile, his thumb gently stroking your head.

You aren't a little toy and the last thing he wants happening if Niffty mistaking you for a roach, so he prefers to have you sitting atop his shoulder, his head, or safely tucked into the pocket of his waistcoat with your tiny little head poking out to watch the world around you. As much as he finds you adorable and vulnerable in this state, he does prefer you as yourself. He'll probably head to Rosie first, he wants nothing to do with Lucifer. She always has her ear to the ground and he's certain he'll get you returned to normal soon.

Lucifer

Well, that's new. Lucifer is easily able to turn you back to yourself but he wants to have a little fun first. He lifts you up and presses little kisses all over your face, giggling to himself when you press your hands to his rosy cheeks.

"Can't help it, sweetheart! You're too cute!" He gently nuzzles your cheek, placing a loving kiss to the top of your head. He'll shapeshift himself into a mouse and pretend that you're a little fairy about to battle for Narnia.

When he turns you back, he is relieved. He much prefers you as your lovely self where you're able to snuggle into his side and hold you properly to his chest, sharing many kisses between you two.

Husk

Shit, this ain't good, but at least yer havin' fun, baby. Husk sighs, leaning his chin against his paws. His yellow eyes flick back and forth in amusement as you treat the bar counter like your own slip-and-slide, watching as you spin around on the shiny wood with a small squeak.

Husk catches you with his tail before you can slide off, lightly placing you back on your feet mirroring the grin you give him. "I'm glad you're having a good time but we gotta figure out how to turn ya back, hun." He leans back against the stool, hoping Charlie has found something or someone who may be able to offer some help.

Charlie, on queue, comes rushing down the stairs holding a light pink pearlescent vial in her hands. "Let's try this!" She stands triumphantly, proudly holding out the vial in her hands. "A drop or two on their head should bring them back to normal height. I have a feeling this will work, but as Plan B we can go to my Dad!" She beams.

Husk nods, giving you a tiny peck on top of your head that only serves to make Charlie coo. Placing you on the floor, Charlie uncaps the vial. A shimmery fuschia-purple liquid smelling of sweet berries oozes out and gently drops onto your head.

A whoosh of pink and yellow unfurls out and soon you're standing before them as mostly yourself. Your hair is now a dyed vibrant pink. Across the room, Alastor who is casually reading the newspaper, snaps his fingers and poof! Your hair is back to normal!

"You could've helped them this whole time?!" Husk hisses, fur bristling. Alastor hums, taking a sip of his black coffee, "Hmm no, just their hair. Good thing they're back in one piece, yes?" He grins. "Too bad you didn't play a little cat and mouse with them. That would have been a sight to behold!"

Angel Dust

As adorable as you are, Angel is fuckin panicking. He's not quite sure what to do and he's terrified of someone accidentally stepping on you. "Okay, baby, I've got ya, hang on!" Angel places you on his chest fluff, his hand holding you in place as he returns to his room.

Depending on how long this magic lasts, Angel will 100% want to play dress up with you and have you try on cute outfits or perhaps make a cute little dollhouse for you. He's too scared of crushing you in his sleep so until this wears off, he doesn't want to risk anything happening to you. He's also worried about Niffty mistaking you for a bug, so when he's out and about, he keeps you close to him at all times. If he has to leave and can't take you with, he instructs Vaggie and Charlie to look after you.

"Do not let Niffty or the Egg Bois around them, got it?" His stern eyes are narrowed, making an expression that he's watching Sir Pentious. "Keep the Eggies in line."

Vox

What the fuck? He blinks, a jolt of electricity nearly short-circuiting himself. Babe, what the fuck happened to you? Vox scoops you into his hands, holding you to his chest. He's doing his best not to panic, convinced this is another one of Alastor's stupid fucking pranks.

Thankfully whatever has happened wasn't permanent. A tiny explosion of sparkles and a poof blue dust has the futuristic demon stumbling back, sighing when you're standing there at your normal height with a hand pressed to your head.

"Holy shit, what the fuck happened?" Vox presses, grasping your hand and pulling you into his lap. He's cupping your face between clawed hands checking for any sign of injury. "Was it Alastor?" You shake your head, coughing out some blue sparkly dust.

"Nah, got caught under some pollen demon's magic on my way to HQ." You grumble, leaning your head onto your boyfriend's shoulder. Vox sighs, wrapping his arms around your waist.

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"Ok, ok, well, you're back," he grumbles. "Don't do that to me again."

[a-hazbin-reader]

K so I loved your egg and dog, why not next a real kid. The cannibal kids, like the kids adore y/n when ever she comes to town to visit. They do multiple fun activities like makeing flower crowns or just somthing as simple as hopscotch!

(Proves y/n would be a good mom.)

Y/N would be a good mom!! I believe in her!!

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Children in mild danger, Cartoonish antics, Reader wants children, Alastor being possessive, Sad implications

Description: 👆⬆️

Alastor likes taking you to Cannibal Town, he likes that everyone there loves you nearly as much as he does

He likes showing you off and letting Rosie brag about you for him

Because she totally brags about you, not letting Alastor get a word out to say it himself

And the children all listen to Rosie so they quickly turn their attention on you with sparkling eyes and grabby hands

And you are immediately enamored with them too, giving them tight squeezes and gentle pecks on their chubby cheeks

It's adorable that the children have taken such a shine to you, really it is

"Y/N! Y/N! Come play with us!"

"Alright~ Alright~"

Not the littlest one leading you by holding onto your finger

And the way you indulge them just makes his heart melt, watching you play along with their antics

You mend their clothes for them, bandage their boo-boos, bring them snacks so they aren't tempted to gnaw on each other

Or you

Plus it gives him time to chat with Rosie or shop for surprise gifts for you so he doesn't necessarily mind it

Except those kids never seem to run out of energy or get sick of your attention

Sometimes he finds you surrounded by them, all of you snuggled up together and relaxed

Are those flowers in your hair?

Yes, yes they are.

Or you'll seek him out, one child on your shoulders and another in your arms, both asleep

But your husband wants to take you home and get some snuggles with you for himself

And cannibal children are fucking ruthless when it comes to something they want so he has to get creative to get his wife back

"Here~! Have some scissors! Run as fast as you can with them~!"

"ALASTOR!"

"Oh fuck-"

They 100% fight back though, those children are smart and ruthless, quick to realize Alastor is competition

That's part of why he likes the cannibal children so much tbh

They will literally throw him in a well if it means spending five more minutes with you

It becomes a cartoonish war between Alastor and the children, one with little malice but many dangerous antics on both ends

With you in the middle

You even start to play along, picking different sides at random and turning things into a game

It's totally not an excuse to watch your husband play with children and it definitely doesn't make your heart ache

Once Alastor stops to realize how you're looking at him and sees how much warmth your gaze holds then he starts to understand something

Something that makes his heart throb a little but he tucks it away for when you two are alone

Alastor starts to join you in hanging out with the children after that, enjoying the maternal side of you more than he would care to admit

And seeing him act even remotely fatherly is obviously doing things for you so that's a bonus for him too

You two are constantly followed by a gaggle of children now, the two of you looking like duck parents

If you run into any of the overlords then Alastor will pit the kids against them, telling them to get their Aunty/Uncle

Bonus points if its Vox and they take off a piece of him and bring it back to Alastor

They love biting their Uncle Vox~

They even visit you two at the hotel sometimes, all of them storming the building and wreaking havoc until they find your room

Not all of them trying to sneak into bed with you two as silently as possible

Okay no-

He's going to start locking doors now

Go ahead, old man they'll just break them down

Alastor totally doesn't make them Charlie and Vaggie's problem afterwards just so that he can have some peace

More cuddles with his wife please

"Alastor...we should get the children home..."

"Five more minutes, my dear~"

How can you say no to him when he's kissing your neck like that?

Five more minutes

He's amused when you try to explain away the love marks on your neck and shoulders in a PG way

Kids ask the silliest questions, don't they?

You always sigh happily at the end of the day once the kids have gone home, leaning on your husband

You look tired but happy, Alastor committing the look to memory

He catches you staring at the kids fondly and looking at baby clothes a little more often

Maybe you hold a baby for a little too long, voice a little too thick with emotion

It's obvious to him that being around the children makes you happy but also makes you wish for something more

And all he wants is his wife to be happy

So maybe he should have that conversation with you that he's been putting off for awhile

Alastor isn't really a coward, but when it comes to difficult conversations with you, he's definitely reluctant

He doesn't like to see you get worked up and if the conversation goes where he thinks it's going to go then...you're gonna get upset

Waits until the two of you are snuggled up together in bed, his arm wrapped snuggly around you

You're nearly asleep, happily breathing in your husband's scent and lazily stroking his chest

"Y/N...do you want a family with me?"

Now you're wide awake

🥹🥺🥹 literally me after this

[alientee]

This is a 3 shot series inspired by the amazing writer @gyoongim. They did amazing with my ask and I’m in love with Alastor x Jessica rabbit .🤣

Fun fact It’s said that Jessica rabbit is also asexual!

Charlie felt defeated, she tried her hardest but there wasn’t shit she could do against that damn Adam or the council. Sera took pity on her stopping her for a moment “Charlie…… while you were not successful maybe we can come to a compromise?”

Charlie looked back up with her with hope in her eyes while Vaggie continues to glare.

“How about this we send an angel down with you, they spend a day in your hotel and we get to learn about all your progress. Maybe that will help sway the masses and myself.

Charlie instantly nodded thanking them over and over again. “So where’s the angle joining us”

“Emily has gotten her….. ah there they are”

Emily bounced forward happily introducing you

“Charlie this is y/n she’s one of the angels that actually believe In your cause!”

Sera looked down at you giving you a stern look.

“You’ll stay there for 1 day and then come right back y/n. Stay safe and good luck”

You walk into the portal with Charlie and Vaggie leading to the hotel. The demon princess didn’t stop talking about how she was going to give you a tour, show you everything they have to offer, even take you to the few nice places in hell. She started to ask you questions. She seemed really sweet and excited to get to know you. “Can I just say you look absolutely gorgeous, you’re like wow!”

You giggled. “Thank you hun I used to turn a lot of heads when I was alive. Too bad I only had eyes for one man.”

Charlie looked even more excited “ Oh my gosh tell me everything!”

You went on and on about your past, how you were a singer and a model, how you were married to a radio host. How you got married and ended up retiring to be a housewife. You stopped your story when you ended up in front of a hotel looking around shocked.

“So this is hell huh? Now tell me more about the hotel”

Charle links her arm with yours pushing the doors of the hotel open. “This is the hazbin hotel! Were we have 2 residents ready to rehabilitate and reform there life into good! It may not look like much but I garuntee you everyone here is dedicated to making there life better!”

Vaggie scoffed “not everyone”

“Okay almost everyone hehe” Charlie rubbed her neck nervously.

You look around and see the interior with a scary looking bar there were a couple of demons one looks like a spider the other a snake, two cyclops and the last one was…. a bird cat?

“Everyone this is y/n! She’s gonna be staying with us for the day to prove to heaven that demons can change!”

They all introduce themselves and the spider named angel comes up to you, looking you up and down. “ Beautiful and Busty they should’ve never sent you down here toots! Now you can give me a run for my money”

You laugh it off giving him a wink “I’m a tough lady I can handle myself. It’s nice to meet y’all”

Charlie gives you a tour of the hotel and you meet up with group once more “So what do you think y/n!”

“I think y’all have something really nice going on here”

“Thank you-“

“Charlotttttteeee~ why is there an angel in our premises didn’t I tell you the couldn’t be trusted”

You turned around at the sound at the static like voice.

“Y/N… is that you?”

Alastor still keeps his signature smile but his eyes are wide with confusion. He walks up to you pulling you into his chest. Alastor kisses both your cheeks putting his forhead against yours. “It’s me mon amor”

“Alastor!? Honey you look so different and your smile is even bigger than I remember”

“Well you know you’re not fully dressed without a smile. Y/n darling what are you doing here? Someone sweet as you doesn’t belong down here”.

You hold him close snuggling into his chest “oh Al it’s alright I’m just here to see the hotel on behalf of the council. I missed you so much ! What are you doing here honey ? I was so confused when I never met you in heaven what on earth got you down here?”

Alastor looks away sheepishly “Well about that-“

“UM EXCUSE ME!”

You both turn around to see everyone looking at you both in shock. After a long silence Charlie speaks up.

“So you two know eachother huh”

You looking at everyone shyly “You remember how I said I was married to a radio host”

Alastor smirked pulling his arm around your waist. “This gorgeous gal has had my heart since I first laid eyes on her” He kisses your forhead

None of them could believe it! You were Alastor’s wife?!

Vaggie moves forward while everyone else is looking at you in shock. “Hold on, wait a minute let me get this straight. You! A gorgeous, kind hearted, helpful angel…… are married to that thing?!”

Alastor squints his eyes his static going off “what are you trying to say Vaggatha”

Angel interrupts her before she could speak

“ it means she’s waaaayyyyy out of your league smiles. I mean Vaggies right, she’s hot and your….anyway, how and the hell did a dame like you end up with old freak face anyway?”

Alastor rolls his eyes “ I won her affections with my charm and manners. Something you clearly don’t have my feminine fellow”

Angel looks at him uninterested “yea I ain’t buying that. Toots why you with this stuck up prude?”

You hold alastor arm cuddling up to his side “He makes me laugh, how could I turn him down when he always put a smile on my face” you giggle softly

Everyone was still shocked by your answer none of them could really see someone like you with someone like alastor but decided to accept it (everyone accept Angel and Vaggie) Angel smirks

“Ok so I was right it definitely wasn’t for his looks”

“Well beauty isss in the eye of the beholder, I guesss he jussst got lucky”

Alastor rolls his eyes “Are you miscreants quite done”

“Now we always know why Mr fancy talk creepy voice is always smiling. Thinking about his busty wife gets him through the day haha”

“Angel dust if you wish to redeem your soul and make it into heaven I suggest you watch your mouth before I end your life.”

“Oh Al leave him be he’s just joking, now tell me why your down here”

Alastor sighs giving you his arm. You grab it not questioning it as he walks you both to the door. He doesn’t even look back at the others .

“I’m talking my wife for a walk we’ll be back shortly”

As the two of you walk out everyone stays silent until Angel speaks up. “I don’t care what any of you’s say, he was definitely not hitting that right”

As you both leave Alastor stays silent. You don’t rush him to talk, you never did. You two never fought when you were alive you always talked it out and took it one step at a time.

“You should know that I didn’t tell you this because I didn’t want to hurt you or scare you. You were the only good thing I had left after my mother. So I hope you can forgive me for keeping it from you.”

“Go on hon I’m listening”

“The bayou serial killer, that was me doll….i died getting shot in the head with a rifle, being mistaken for a deer while I was burying a body. And I may of…. ate a few people, but they were never in your food!”

You looked at him in shock but you never let go of his arms. “Oh my gosh….. that’s what you were doing out there, they never told me, just said it was a hunting accident….. I should’ve known! You would always go one these nature trips at night when ya barley had friends plus I shoulda known someone like you doesn’t like outdoor activities like that! How ya wouldn’t let me in your tool shed because it was to much “dangerous” stuff in there. How you’d come home from the radio tower early hours in the morning. I thought you were stepping out on me for a time but you still showed me all the same amount of affection so I pushed that thought out the window”

Alastor laughed a laugh track playing in the back ground “Oh daring why would I ever step out on the most beautiful woman in the world. I’d be a fool to have eyes for anyone but you”

He squeezed your hips pulling you into a hug “Do you regret marrying me, please tell the truth?”

“Oh Al of course not, even if you are a killer you were so sweet and gentle with me I’ve never felt safer than when I was with you. Your a wonderful husband I’ll never regret you honey ”

Alastor pulled you close his smile getting wider. “How about I make it up to you darling let me take you out on the town, it’s been a while and you deserve to be spoiled doll.”

“I’d love that Alastor”

You both walked down the street in silence with you both linked arm and arm as always. Until Alastor spoke up again”

“And by the way sweetheart Tu portes l'enfer hors de cette robe, j'ai raté ces courbes”

You blushed “Still a charmer I see”

Part 2 comming soon~

[deadghosy]

I am in desperate need of more chibi!reader.

What if chibi makes mini cakes in their little mini kitchen and decorates them to the characters colors, and possibly flavor preferences?

Thanks if you do this

❤️ anon

AWW THATS SO CUTEEE!!!💗🦆

CUTE HEADCANNNONS ABOUT CHIBI!READER

WARNING: FLUFF💗🦆

You sometimes snuggle with husk as if he was a mother cat as he purrs having his arm over your small chubby body.

Imagine you and Angel having your own poses with Angel. You and Angel definitely have a whole bunch of photos which is so cool.

Imagine you and your bad ASS HOT PINK PRETTY PRINCESS CAR GOING FOR A JOY RIDE! with of course Lucifer beside you as he controls a toy car that has duck designs on it. I mean shittt you guys race as if you are depending your lives on it

Your car broke down…(Angel forgot to change the batteries for you) you sniffled “depressed” until Angel came back to shown you your new HOT GLAMOUR HOT PINK CAR WITH SPARKLES!?

Yeah….you definitely used it to run over someone’s toes as you smirked with your shades on like a badass bitch.

You have an easy bake oven…

NOW CMONNNN YOOU CANT LIE CHIBI! READER BE COOKIN OUT HERE😭

Literally the crew bought you a mini kitchen set and let you decorate it to your [aesthetic] as you smiled having your hands to your hips as you smiled at this.

Vaggie and Charlie sleeping with you beside them like a baby as you twitch 😭ima cry because that’s actually do adorable imaging a baby chibi reader who sleep so cozy to the point you wanna squish their cheeks.

You feed the crew your mini dishes from your mini kitchen which makes them smile at your effort. You accidentally burnt yourself but you huff with a determined squeak as you kept cooking for them.

You were the one who would put bows in alastor’s hair…and Alastor smiled softly at your affection towards him.

A chubby chibi reader who rubs their cheek against the cast’s thumbs with a soft squeak needy for attention for once as they were getting ignored.

A cute headcannon is that, the cast makes a Day schedule who youvwokd be with every week as it’s just fun tk see you come out of the person’s room with a new attitude and clothing choice.

You patted a toy duck thinking it was real as you made a “quack” sound with a squeak as it was heart aching to Lucifer as he grabs where his heart is and recorded the whole thing

You are having a bubble bath tired in a toy tub like I said before as Charlie coos at how cute you are as she scrubs your soft hair

Your favorite cartoon is hello kitty + SpongeBob as it showed how childish you are and were

I headcannon reader to waddle up against to sir Pentious to show how much you love him. That made him tear up a bit as he shows you off to his eggs

You yawn as you snuggle against anything….ANYTHING! You freaking name it-

You definitely get babied like a real baby but you don’t complain as you just be spoiled rotten by affection. They sure damn know

Imagine reader holding a small toy duck as they softly snooze. Like and there is a this ambience music in the background which makes the reader pass out faster.

Alastor has you on his desk as he makes a broadcast as a victim who tried to stomp on you has been murdered…not like you know anyways.

You are definitely the one people can’t leave for a minute as you would piss anyone off in a second. But you are so cute anyone could forgive you.

THATS ALL I HAVE FOR CUTE HCS🦆💗✨

[scoutswritingcorner]

Can I request how the Hazbin cast would deal with their partner being afraid of storms?

Storming Troubles

Hazbin Gang x GN!Reader

TW: Fear of storms!

A/N: Female Reader for Vaggie and Male Reader for Angel Dust as always! 

-👑Charlie👑-

-👑 She’s immediately hugging you and telling you how brave you are for telling her. Because telling people in hell about your fear is not always a good thing.

-👑 She’ll do everything in her power to help you. When it starts storming? She’s holding you close.

-👑 Need noise canceling headphones? She’s got you. Just want to be held? Her arms are already open for you!

-👑 Will stay with you the whole night. All in all she’s very understanding and kind.

-🎀Vaggie🎀-

-🎀 Also very understanding! 

-🎀 If she knows it’s going to starting storming later that day? She’s preparing everything for you!

-🎀 Blankets, pillows, your favorite plushies. She’s not complaining. -🎀 It also gets her out of work too for a bit, she’ll hold you all night if it helps!

-🍎Lucifer🍎-

-🍎 I feel like he also has a fear of storms or just doesn’t like them much!

-🍎It reminds him too much of when he fell and how he could hear the roaring winds around him and then the boom when he hit the soil of Hell.

-🍎So when it does happen? He’s got a whole blanket fort full of comfort items and snacks just in case!

-🍎 Big on the cuddles! It comforts him so much and it keeps him grounded when his mind starts to wonder.

-🕷️Angel Dust🩷-

-🕷️ Angel doesn’t mind the rain but when he sees how distraught you were he immediately holds you close.

-🩷 He doesn’t want his boyfriend shaking in fear or crying all night thinking he’s alone. He’ll press kisses to the top of your head and softly whisper to you telling you how brave you are.

-🕷️ If you want to get your mind off of it, he’ll definitely start gossiping or will make you laugh. Either one works. 

-🩷 He will 100% tell Fat Nuggets to “attack” you with Kisses to make you laugh and smile.

-🎰Husk🎰-

-🎰 He loves the rain and storms, it reminds him alot of when he was alive and just watched the rain hit the windows of whatever bar he was in.

-🎰 But when he realizes you are terrified of them? He picks you up and takes you to your shared room for cuddles.

-🎰 He’ll help you take your mind off of it by talking to you or with you! 

-🎰 He purrs loudly while laying on your chest, head in your neck as you slowly drift off. Didn’t you know purring heals the soul? Also his wings drape over you as an additional barrier of protection!

-🦌Alastor🦌-

-🦌 Now this man. He is an asshole, he means well but he’s an asshole.

-🦌 He doesn’t like storms either. But because they can fuck up his broadcast.

-🦌 He’ll let you hide in his room with him as he reads, he’ll hold you close to his side and occasionally kiss your forehead. Also makes snide remarks.

-🦌 His shadow is the one that comforts you the most, it will curl around you and snuggle you all night long while giving your own shadow kisses.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Apple Seed 7: Demons

Charlie: (nestled into bed and surrounded by a maternity pillow to help prop up her heavy set baby belly) Are you sure you're alright with me going to bed early? I can stay up a little longer and help with the new residents' paperwork.

Vaggie: (cups Charlie's cheek and brushes her thumb over the bright red circle, slipping her finger into the well hidden dimple camouflaged underneath) I'm sure, hun. I can handle it just fine. I'll be in bed in about two- (checks the bedside clock) -two and a half hours.

Charlie: (pouts) But-

Vaggie: (presses a finger to Charlie's lips) No, no hables más, mi amor. You've been sleeping horribly for weeks. If you're tired, you should sleep. I can take over so you can rest. ¿Comprende?

Charlie: (huffs childishly but eyes slowly soften as she kisses Vaggie's finger) Yes, Ma'am. I understand. (snuggles under the covers and strokes her belly) I love you, Vaggie.

Vaggie: I love you too, querida. (kisses Charlie's forehead) Good night. (slowly exits the room and shuts the door with a soft click)

Vaggie: (sighs heavily and shuffles down the hall with an uneasy stride and hunch in her shoulders) Mierda... What am I going to do?

Vaggie: (enters the office and sits behind the desk, slowly opening a side drawer to reveal a hidden flask and pulling it out to take a pull of the liquor inside) Fuck.... Now, I'm drinking by myself because of this... Shit....

-Silence-

Vaggie: (bites her lip and pulls out her phone) I cannot believe I'm doing this. (dials the number and sets the phone to speaker)

-Brrrrrrrrd! ....Brrrrrrrd! ....Brrrrrrrrd!-

Carmilla: Carmine Industries. State your business.

Vaggie: (nervous) Uh, hello, Ms. Carmine. This is Vaggie Morningstar.

Carmilla: I'm well aware who you are, Vaggie. That's the point of caller ID. What do you want?

Vaggie: (under her breath) Gee, aren't you just as perky as ever. (clears her throat) I'm... in need of some... ugh...shit.... advice.

Carmilla: .............I'm listening.

Vaggie: You have two daughters.

Carmilla: How astute of you.

Vaggie: Smartass comments aside! (gets quiet and nervous) How... do you do it?

Carmilla: ..........I must say. Normally, I'd pride myself on being able to understand most nonsensical babbling, but I'm not quite following yours. Elaborate.

Vaggie: (sighs and sinks into the chair) How do you do it? Hold your kids when you have blood on your hands? (stares at her palms and flinches as flashes of deep crimson blood stain her fingers before returning to normal)

Carmilla: I see. This is about your prior Exorcist work and the baby on the way, isn't it?

Vaggie: (nods sullenly before remembering that she's on a voice call) Fuck! Yes! This is about that! How can I hold a perfect little being after everything I've done?! After all the people I've killed here in Hell? (flood gates open as her emotions run wild and tears sting her eyes) I know Charlie has forgiven me, but what if I hurt them? What if... I'm not good enough?

Carmilla: .............

Vaggie: (slowly calms down and wipes the tears from her eyes)

Carmilla: (softly) Because when that child is born, the hands that you once used to kill will be used to protect something even more precious than you could ever imagine.

Vaggie: (blinks) Carmine?

Carmilla: That innocent, perfect little baby will rely on you for everything the moment they're born. Your wife will rely on you to help her shoulder the burden. Do you honestly think that child will care about the people you killed when they only know the love you've given it? The care you've provided to it and it's mother?

Vaggie: But.... what if I-

Carmilla: Taint it? (huffs a laugh) With what? Slightly sullied hands that may or may not be covered in spit up? A child isn't tainted by the past sins of a parent, stupid girl.

Vaggie: (glances at her hands and watches as the blood washes away to a gross, white milky substance and cringes at the thought of spit up) Not sure how much I want that either....

Carmilla: Just remember to burp the child thoroughly between changing breasts if the princess is breastfeeding, and especially after. It should help with any projectile vomiting.

Vaggie: (smiles softly and relaxes) Do... you have anymore words of maternal wisdom for me? I... uh... feel pretty useless right now.

Carmilla: Hmmph. (sits down at her desk and leans back in amusement) Grab a notebook, and I'll give you a few tricks of the trade.

[magicalregression]

General Hazbin Hotel hcs

Hello fellow agere hazbin enjoyers. I come with hcs for the main 6. Pls enjoy

🛡 ~ Charlie ~ 🛡

She's a little. Regresses to like 6-7 y/o and is so sweet and innocent.

Still wants to help everyone, and spends her time drawing posters to attract people to the hotel.

Her main cg is Vaggie for obvious reasons, though she will also gravitate towards Angel if he's around.

Eepy baby. Once all of her energy is gone, pick her up and she falls right to sleep.

⚔ ~ Vaggie ~ ⚔

She's a caregiver. Vaggie also will babysit the other littles in the hotel if needed, though she has an obvious preference for Charlie.

Is kinda hard on the littles when need be, can be very strict. This is especially true for bed/nap time, mealtimes, and baths. No stinky, overtired littles on Vaggie's watch.

This just popped into my head but cuddles where she uses her wings as like a blanket thing or just lets the little snuggle into it yes yes

Tends to clean up after playtime. She wants to be madder, but could never be truly angry with her babies.

🕷 ~ Angel Dust ~ 🕷

Angel is both a little and a babysitter. When he regresses, it's at a similar age to Charlie, maybe a bit older to around 7-8.

His energy levels highly fluctuate depending on his emotions before regressing. If he had been in a stressful situation or recently come back from work, he's very tired and kinda just wants to be alone with whatever he's entertained himself with. If he's not in a high emotion environment, he's full of energy!

Likes playing tag and hide and seek with the others. Sometimes forgets that he's much bigger than everyone, though, and may accidentally cause some booboos.

As a babysitter, he takes his job very seriously. Might not be as strict about meals or naps (definitely lets them just have as many sweets as they want), but will take tea parties and games very seriously.

��� ~ Alastor ~ 📻

I know a lot of people like little Al but for personal reasons, he is a caregiver lol. He has too soothing a voice and mannerisms with Nifty for me to not harp on it.

Takes his little out to Overlord meetings or to visit Auntie Rosie. When they go see Rosie, she always has a new outfit for them, whether a onesie or full outfit, there's always something. At the Overlord meetings, he'll let them sit in his lap or between him and Rosie. The others don't mind bc I say so.

Alastor doesn't like touch he doesn't initiate, and you are no exception. That being said, if they find a way to pull on or play with his ears, the most he'll do is let out a long sigh before letting them continue.

Calls them a little Overlord. "Come now, little Overlord, it's time for bed." and "Little Overlord, what have I told you about sneaking up on others?" and the like.

I have the most thoughts about him but will keep this short for everyone's sakes

🧹 ~ Nifty ~ 🧹

A little. She has the biggest fluctuation though and will be either 2 or like 7, no in betweens.

Always has energy. She's bouncing off the walls. Because of this, Angel is the last person asked to take care of her because he'll give her candy and then she gets even worse. He's also a little cautious because of the one time he made her cry, but Nifty just kinda drifts over to him anyways.

Husk usually gets stuck looking after the lil bugger. It'll start as Alastor's problem, then he conveniently disappears and Vaggie gives her to "kitty" (it's not that they don't love her, they do, she's just a lot lol). I imagine little Nif and Husk have a similar dynamic to Boo and Sully in Monsters Inc.

The only way to get her to sleep is with radio static. The white noise calms her down. Bonus points if you give her a fluffy plush to hold as well.

🐱 ~ Husk ~ 🐱

Husk doesn't really like children, even of the regressing variety. It's not that he hates them, he'd just prefer to not have to interact with them as much as he can. The most he'll do is babysit, but even then he's a little clueless.

Tends to get stuck with Angel the most, but he prefers Nifty just because he's been around her the most over the years.

Has the bar stocked up with different juices and milk and other drinks for kids. Also has a wide variety of sippy cups with different themes for different littles. Charlie likes the ducky one, Angel has one with crabs on it, and Nifty's are all plain. Everyone uses the space themed ones, though, so he has the most of those.

He has a little nook under the bar that someone could use as a little hiding space as well. If the littles are playing hide and seek and someone goes down there, Husk is the last to snitch.

If you wanna see specific scenarios or hcs about certain characters, feel free to send in an ask!!

[rainbowmothed]

︵︵ MISC. HAZBIN HOTEL HEADCANONS

╰ ⋯ ➢ just some random hcs i thought of off the top of my head!! ♡ as always, reblogs and likes appreciated! includes both main cast and heaven hcs. :3

𝜚 ₎ MAIN CAST HCS

Vaggie says stuff like “rad,” “dude,” etcetera unironically and definitely gets made fun of for it. Mostly by Cherri and Angel– Pentious says it is ‘hashtag trending awesome sauce.’

Vaggie sets 6 alarms in the morning, all with custom minute intervals between the snooze alarms to make SURE she doesn't sleep through it. Charlie doesn't mind, though, mainly because she wakes up at four in the morning to work on projects anyway.

Charlie has made playlists for everyone in the hotel on hell's equivalent of spotify; Vaggie's is the most well thought out, but they all describe them very well. Alastor never listens to it due to his dislike for modern technology/apps, but he appreciates it– or at least acts like he does– nonetheless.

Charlie definitely rides on Alastor's shoulders like a little kid bro IDC WHAT U SAY

Vaggie has cried ONCE in front of the rest of the hotel after being genuinely dogged on repeatedly on one of the worst days of her life, and they all just stared at her in shock. They hate on her so much because it never impacts her– or so they think so, because Vaggie always shrugs it off. They refuse to talk about it.

Vaggie's spice tolerance is unmatched.

Each night, Charlie visits Pentious’ memorial and wraps a weighted blanket around it, saying that maybe it'd remind him of the Egg Bois and the way they snuggled around him in the afterlife.

Vaggie is a huge Hunger Games fan. 90% of her personality derives from Katniss Everdeen.

Adding onto the last one, if Charlie and Vaggie were to have a child, I feel like it'd have the personality of Lucy Gray Baird.

Niffty definitely writes strange fanfiction. Also has BL as her header on the Hell's equivalent of Twitter. She's a little twisted, but we love her.

Cherri is an absolute menace. That is the best word to describe her.

Angel and Cherri did the “screaming in public restrooms” prank once.

Everyone assumed Charlie was mid-20s until she dropped the bomb that she's over 200 years old. They were all flabbergasted (minus Vaggie, who already knew. Angel also called her a “gilf lover.”)

Angel asked Vaggie about her body count once to tick her off, and she answered “around 1,000 or so, roughly estimated,” thinking he meant kill count. Charlie was shook.

Vaggie is a Paramore, Flyleaf, Evanescence, etcetera fan. Proud listener to 2000s emo girl music.

Charlie's guilty pleasure is punk/metal/rock music. She says she only listens to “Taylor Swift and musicals,” but she has a hidden playlist with KORN, PTV, and all of those bands on it.

Angel wakes Husk up by blasting Ayesha Erotica songs into his ear occasionally since Husk is a heavy sleeper and refuses to get up sometimes.

Pentious calls himself a “semi-proud father of the Egg Bois.”

Charlie ran a hate page about Katie Killjoy. She has since moved on from it... probably.

𝜚 ₎ HEAVEN HCS

Vaggie definitely played about 100 sports back in Heaven. Fencing, soccer, and, bare with me here, she definitely did ballet. She refuses to admit so, however.

The exorcists actually aren't brought into the world as adults. Instead, they're raised by volunteer parents of Heaven their entire lives, starting fighting training at age 6 or so. They claim that “children's brains are easier to mold.” Basically, they're taught to be murder weapons from a very, very young age. It's also instinctive, but it's the training that truly brings it out.

Each exterminator is based on a different bird breed, but the most common are eagles, falcons, hawks, and generally predatory avians.

The Exterminators are also very fast flyers, and they establish the quickest flyers through racing. Vaggie was formerly the fastest until she was cast down to Hell. Now, the fastest is Lute.

Adam also referees these races, and instead of a gun or whistle to start them off, he uses his guitar.

[a-doubleh-x]

Charlastor headcanons cuz why not

I'm currently sick, so while I'm recovering, I thought I'd share some of these. I came up with most of them writing fanfiction (some of these are straight up future plots in my head).

• Early on, after Charlie learnt of Alastor's aversion to touch, she begun to invite him to initiate contact whenever she wants to hold his hand or similar, which he deeply appreciates.

• She still forgets it sometimes whenever she's extremely stressed or excited, but Alastor eventually got used to it.

• Naturally, since Alastor is an excellent cook, he frequently flexes his skills for Charlie, who's delighted every time. He also does it on purpuse to bother Vaggie, the two have a rivalry over who can cook better for Charlie.

• When Charlie explained aromanticism to Alastor, he admitted it might apply to him but he isn't sure. The truth is he isn't sure, but he pretends to be romantic on purpose, half to mess with Charlie, half because he knows it makes her happy.

• Afterwards, Charlie constantly checks on Alastor to ask if he's comfortable whenever they get physical (kissing, snuggling). He's fine most of the time, but finds this habit of hers adorable.

• Every time Charlie shows signs of growing smarter, Alastor is secretely proud because it makes messing with her more challenging. He won't admit it, but he thinks she has great potential.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Emily: "I'm so happy Vaggie got her wings back! That's so wonderful!"

Charlie: "YES TOTALLY and she hasn't even cried today because of them so far, which is extra amazingly fun!!!!"

Emily: "Oh no... why would she cry from having wings again...?"

Charlie: "Cramps."

Emily: "Oh no!! Doesn't stretching them help with that???"

Charlie: "It helps her wings a LOT but then she cries."

Emily: "....can we clarify that a little?"

Charlie: "We-lllllll...."

-last week-

Chaggie: (sitting on couch together) (charlie folded up scribbing in notebook) (vaggie slumped over armrest reading a paperback)

Vaggie: (shifts) (rubs her neck) (still reading)

Charlie: (humming showtune)

Vaggie: (shifts again) (hums with her) (wings pop out)

Charlie: (busy adding stickers to notebook doesn't notice)

Vaggie: (leaning forward) (still busy reading)

Charlie: (giggling and putting sticker on her own cheek)

Vaggie's wings: (gentle flap)

Vaggie: (turns page) (oblivious)

Charlie: (tucks loose hair back in place) (otherwise also oblivious)

Vaggie's wings: (biiiiiiiiiiiiiig stretchy out behind her.....)

Chaggie: (fails a spot check)

Charlie, still giggling: "Hey Vaggie~ You want a stick~er~"

Vaggie's wings: (SMACKS THE AIR REPETEDLY AND WITH KILLING INTENT) (LIKE THE AIR IS A LVING THING THEY WANT DEAD)

Charlie: "-AWUGH!"

Vaggie: (yeets book) (PANIC) "Charlie!?"

Charlie: (lying on the floor) (groans)

Vaggie: "Charlie!!!!"

Charlie: "guhhh... wha'd i hit...?"

Vaggie: (THROWING HERSELF ON KNEES NEXT TO CHARLIE AND CRADLING THE GIRLFRIEND TO HER CHEST) "Sweetie don't move, your eyes won't focus and I think you're concussed- I, I think my wings-" (HORRIFIED) "-my wings..."

Charlie: (staring to one side of her) "Vaggieeee.. there two of yous...."

Vaggie: "...I did this to you."

Charlie: (giggling) "hehehe. double pretty~"

Vaggie: (tearing up) "I hurt you, Charlie."

Charlie: (still giggling) "good job with the being prettiness. gold star. A for adorable!" (sticks a sticker on Vaggie's cheek) (passes out)

Vaggie: "CHARLIE NOOOOOO!!!!!!"

-this week-

Charlie: "....and I think I woke up a few times while she was running around the hotel yelling for help, but I all I remember is thinking 'yay! girlfriend princess carry time!' and then snuggling in for another nap. So it's all still a blur until Husk wrapped some chipped ice in a rag for my head and helped bring down the swelling."

Emily: "....."

Charlie: "Point is- Vaggie was STILL sobbing into my chest when I woke up, and since then it's been a damn struggle just to get her wings out long enough for me to even PREEN them!"

Emily: (blushing) "...it, it has?"

Charlie: (pouting) "She makes me wear a helmet for it and everything..."

Emily: ".... that's... unfortunate."

Charlie: "She did like the sticker though." (sighs) "SO! How's Sir Pentious doing up there with HIS new wings??"

Emily: "Oh don't worry! It's nothing like that!! He's-"

Sir Pentious: (slides by SHRIEKING and SCREAMING grabbing at clouds desperately as he's dragged along by wildly flapping wings, followed by a crowd of heaven's denizens all shouting encouragements and advise as he zooms away into the distance, wailing)

Emily: "....he's adjusting."

Charlie: "Yay~!"

[writingdisposal]

Vying 2 (Alastor x Gn!Reader x Vox)

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cw: vulgar language, violence, cannibalism (nothing too extreme)

wc: 6,676

Part 1

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Comfortably snuggled in the sheets laid (Y/n) who slept so nicely until several knocks woke them up. "(Y/n)? Are you awake?" By the sound of it, it was Charlie calling. Groaning loudly (Y/n) made their presence known. "I'll take it you're awake! Please come down in a few minutes. We have a group exercise to do!" Charlie said cheerfully. "Okaaay," (Y/n) drawled out, rubbing their eyes. Charlie beamed, telling them 'See you soon!' before skipping down the hall. (Y/n) got up, though begrudgingly, and got dressed. Just as they were about to finish up, a light blue card on their nightstand peaked their interest.

Upon closer inspection, (Y/n) saw Vox's face plastered across it coupled with an adress, presumably of VoxTech's headquarters. "Did the dude go into my room again, while I slept?" (Y/n) thought, finding the answer on the back of the card. "Vox here (obviously) Forgot to give you my card. Contact me anytime and whenever you need something," it stated, followed by an obnoxiously large autograph. "Fucking Christ...," (Y/n) muttered, already regretting considering the guy's proposal. "(Y/n), my dear! Folks are waiting for us!" Alastor's voice calls out, followed by a couple knocks. "Coming!" They replied, shoving the card down their pocket. Quickly they opened the door, after throwing on a jacket, and walked down the hall with Alastor who seemed to be in a good mood.

"What's with the cheery attitude?" (Y/n) asked, placing their hands in the jacket's pockets. "Hm?" Alastor hummed, "Oh, it's nothing really. I'm just glad you're not as mad as last night." Chuckling (Y/n) reassured, "Heh, yeah. I'm not the kinda person anymore to hold a grudge forever." "You used to be?" Alastor asked, briefly glancing at (Y/n) who had a vacant look in their eyes, accompanied with a distant smile. "Yeah..., believe it or not, I used to be pretty uptight too," they sighed, stretching their arms before lazily putting them behind their neck, "Now I just wanna relax and see where life takes me." Humming Alastor joked they could share some more wisdom with such a poor sinner as himself.

That earned him a playful shove, followed by a quiet 'Oh you!'. He laughed softly, finding (Y/n)'s attitude refreshing. "They seem to enjoy my presence," Alastor thought, "That's good. Soon enough they will feel comfortable enough to enter a contract with me or follow my words..." (Y/n)'s smile pulled him out of his thoughts as he noticed the twinkle in their eyes shine brighter. "Hey guys!" They greeted, waving at everyone. Charlie returned the greeting with a suffocating hug, "Oh, I'm so happy you are following the rules! I'm sure, you'll be redeemed in no time!" "Su-Sure...," (Y/n) chocked out, "Charlie... Air..." "Oh right of course!" She immediately let go, allowing the sinner to take in a deep breath. (Y/n) couldn't help, but find the joyfulness Charlie displayed remind them of their little sister. They wonder if she is also stuck in hell, although (Y/n) greatly doubted it. Nevertheless the thought stays in the back of their mind.

Clasping her hands, Vaggie called out, "Alright! Now that everyone is here. Let's start with the group exercise!" The exercise goes as followed. A group plays out a little scenario where a moral decision needs to be made. The rest have to figure out what the correct answer is. Charlie will then reveal the correct answer and explain why it's correct. "Okay! Angeldust, Alastor and Sir Pentious, you guys go first," Charlie announced, retrieving their flashcards which has their roles and dialogue written on.

Angeldust is supposed to play the role of a widowed mother. Sir Pentious is his kid who is 12 years old and Alastor is a rich wealthy man. "Oh my dear child," Angeldust read in a monoton voice, "I don't think we have enough money for food." "Do not worry mother!" Sir Pentious declared full of vigor, "I found a lot of money!" "Knock, knock~!" Alastor sang. Angeldust looked at him before asking him, "Hello, how can I help?" "Well you see, your brat," Alastor glared at Sir Pentious who promptly hid behind Angel, "stole money from me. I've come to retrieve it. If you do not hand it over, I will alert the law enforcement immediately!" "Ok, now what would you do if you were in the mother's position?" Charlie asked excitedly.

Husk and (Y/n) exchanged a look. "Uuuh, I guess keep the money?" Husk answered before continuing, "Otherwise they will starve, won't they?" "Well...," Charlie looked a little stumped. "If you ask me, the rich guy is the bad guy here anyway. The loser sees a struggling family and still wants his money," (Y/n) chimed in, noticing Alastor frown at the mention of loser. "Sorry, Alastor," they added, making Alastor shake his head and wave them off. "Well, the correct thing would be to give the money back, but you two make very great arguments...," Charlie stated doubtfully before continuing hopefully, "Let's go to the next scenario and see how that goes!" Now it was Angeldust's, Sir Pentious' and Alastor's turn to be the audience.

Husk and (Y/n) are a couple who are arguing. "You drink so much," (Y/n) accused with a shaky voice, "Everytime you drink, you become so mean!" Husk looked like he wanted to be anywhere, but here. "I'm fine. You need to get over it," he stated, taking a swig out of an empty bottle, "the bottle is empty..." "Don't worry, go on!" Charlie quietly cheered. Husk briefly glanced at Charlie before looking back at (Y/n). "Can you really blame me for drinking?" Husk asked irritated, "I had a really really bad childhood." (Y/n) rolled their eyes, while Husk groaned. "If you can't satisfy me, I will just look for another guy!" They yelled before pretending to leave. "Good!" Husk yelled back, taking another swig of the empty bottle.

Clapping her hands vigorously, Charlie now looked at the audience. "So, how would you guys try to solve the argument without (Y/n) walking out?" She asked. "Husk would need to go to rehab before solving anything," Angeldust suggested, smiling at how Husk rolled his eyes. Charlie nodded happily, looking at the other two. "Well I believe (Y/n) needs to either break up with Husk," Alastor began, making Charlie grin from ear to ear, "or murder him, bury him in the dirt where he belongs and allow me to make him wish he would have had the heart to acknowledge (Y/n)'s concerns!" Charlie's grin fell. Husk grimaced at the suggestion, especially after Alastor shot him a glance. "Oh ho!" Alastor laughed, "I jest! I jest!" "Okay, that first bit was kinda okay," she affirmed, gazing at Sir Pentious, "do you have any ideas?" The sinner thought for a moment. "Oh! Oh! Maybe (Y/n) could have tried talking about the childhood with Husk and make him feel better," Sir Pentious answered, feeling mighty proud of his answer.

The Princess of Hell felt just as proud, exclaiming, "Yes! Yes! These all are great and valid ideas. The correct answer I had written down was that (Y/n) needs to be more empathetic and not immediately jump to a different person. Husk needs to be more honest about his feelings and take care of himself or allow to be taken care of." "Cool, can we fuck off now?" Angeldust who lazily laid across the couch chimed in. Before Charlie or Vaggie could say something, (Y/n) intervened, "That's rude, asshole." Angeldust merely scowled, not bothering to even glance at (Y/n). "It's fine, (Y/n)," Charlie reassured, "but yes, this will be it for today's exercise. I think we made some good progress!" Everyone either nodded or hummed, leaving to do their own thing.

Also (Y/n) was heading out. They figured they could do some more exploring and visit Vox, just to check out what he's got. Maybe he knows enough people to tell them if their sister in hell as well. Before they could leave the hotel, Alastor stopped them. "(Y/n)~," he sang, holding onto their shoulder, "You still owe me a rendezvous." Chuckling (Y/n) replied, "That hungry? I guess we can go now. I wouldn't mind a delicious meal." "Wonderful!" He squeezed their shoulders before offering his arm to interlink. "Ah, what the hell...," (Y/n) thought, accepting Alastor's offer. Both of them then headed out to the cannibal district, whilst Alastor filled the silence with stories of his first arrival in hell as well as how he met Rosie.

In the meantime Vox was fiddling with his mighty computer. He tried finding ways to maximise his view count on his shows, but alas it seemed he already optimised everything. Propping his arm on the table, he placed the weight of his head on his hand. He furrowed his brows before groaning in frustration. "There must be a way...," Vox muttered mindlessly. "To what? Find your little sinner?" "Fuck!" Vox yelled shocked, spinning around to see Velvet stand behind him, "You scared the shit out of me!" "That was my intention. Great that it worked out, right?" She smiled, continuing, "So you're still looking for the new-comer?" Vox sighed, "No, Velvet. I already found 'em, but we came to the agreement that I won't spy on them as long as they consider joining the Vees." Velvet looked at him confused. Vox raised an eyebrow.

"That's it?" She asked, sitting down on Vox's desk, "I thought your business talk would have been more effective." "Ugh, don't remind me...," Vox groaned, remembering how he allowed his emotions to take precedence and almost screwed up the whole project. Then to top it all off, he forgot to leave his business card and left it after they fell asleep. He really needs to reboot and maybe install some new updates to his system. "You might still wanna see what I found," Velvet said, showing him her phone. On the screen was sinistagram open with a particular post shown. It was a grainy picture, glitching significantly, however the figures were clearly recognizable. They were Alastor and (Y/n) who were holding onto one another smiling.

Voxs eye started turning red, radio waves very audible, making Velvet smirk. Slamming his fist down onto the desk, Vox cussed, "That old-timey freak! He should fucking know better and stay away from what's mine!" "You mean ours?" Velvet inquired. "Yeah yeah," Vox was quickly typing away on his computer, far too consumed by rage to acknowledge Velvet. She rolled her eyes, but got yet again confused when Vox got to a camera which showed Alastor and (Y/n). "Hold on there, darling. Don't you have a binding deal?" Velvet asked, observing the screen with curiosity. "We didn't make a deal, just came to an agreement," Vox corrected, bouncing his leg impatiently up and down. Now this has Velvet really stumped. How can the ever charismatic Vox fail to even make a deal? Something was clearly amiss. "So you could have been spying on them this whole time without them knowing and just... didn't?" She clarified.

Sighing Vox replied, "Yes, I could have, but after my blunder I don't wanna risk anything..." That made Velvet gasp, "Don't tell me you might be... developing morals! That's fucking disgusting!" She faked gagging noises, making Vox roll his eyes. "Velvet sweetheart," he gently started, "You should know me well enough to know, I'm just playing it safe. Nothing wrong with that." "Yeah, but this is unlike you to be acting this cautious, like how the fuck would they even find out you were spying on them?" She countered, crossing her arms. "Listen," he told her, "we don't even know how they were able to rake up so many souls in such a short time. Anything is possible."

Velvet gestured to the screen, "Then why spy on them now?" Vox laughed, "Pfft, what? No! This can hardly be called spying! I merely got concerned over the poor new-comer being near that freaky Radio Demon." Velvet just hummed, not impressed by Vox's clear denial that something was wrong with his system. "Whatever," she said, sitting up, "Check up your system 'cause there is something completely bugged. Whether you like it or not, you've never acted like this before." This gave Vox pause to think. Velvet wasn't wrong. He noticed it too, but still has to save face. "Don't worry, I'll be fine," he waved her off. Velvet huffed before ultimately leaving Vox alone. Focusing his gaze back onto the screen Vox just couldn't help, but feel envy consume his soul.

He tapped his fingers on the desk in an impatient manner. "Perhaps," he mused, "it's mere possessiveness... It has to be. If it's..." Shaking his head, he sighed. Is this maybe the true punishment for his sins? Still be second to that wretched Radio Demon and have a desired soul be the embodiment of that? No, no, Vox can't allow them to consume him. Fickle emotions shouldn't interfere with his goals. In fact, they can't. They simply can not.

Whilst Vox was experiencing a crisis, Alastor was feeling quite ecstatic. They finally arrived in the cannibal district and he could not wait any longer for some nice food. "How about we settle for the restaurant right around the corner?" Alastor suggested, "It has glowing reviews!" (Y/n) nodded, replying, "Take the lead." This made Alastor grin much more. "Starting to trust me, eh?" He remarked, noting (Y/n) roll their eyes. "I mean, do I have a choice? You know Hell much better obviously," they smiled, reassuringly tapping his arm. The gesture softened Alastor's expression. "That's correct, dear. You don't have a choice," he chuckled. Arriving at the restaurant, (Y/n) suggested sitting outside instead of inside. Alastor agreed, pulling back the chair for them before sitting down himself.

After scanning through the rather small menu, both ordered and patiently waited for their order. "So I've been thinking," (Y/n) began hesitantly, "Uh, you remember that TV guy?" "I certainly do. What about him?" Alastor asked, propping his arms on the table, so he can lay his head on his hands. "His name is Vox, right? What's his deal? Do you know him?" The Overlord laughed, "Oh, I do, but you need not bother with the picture box. He is nuisance at worst." "Hm, I just thought he might be able to help me-" Alastor cut them off, "I'm sorry, but with what exactly can that piece of useless metal help with?" "Find my little sister," (Y/n) answered, earning a confused look from Alastor, "I don't know if she went to heaven or not and I just wanna make sure, she is fine." "Oh dear," Alastor began, "That's understandable. If my mother taught me anything, it's to always help a lady in need." "So you're willing to help me search for my sister?" (Y/n) asked hopefully, making Alastor grin excessively.

"Of course, dear!" He affirmed, adding, "But I need to get something out of this." "What could I even offer to you that's worth?" (Y/n) countered. Before Alastor was able to respond, the server arrived with the food. Briefly thanking him he turned his attention back to (Y/n) who had that vacant look in their eyes again. This made Alastor pause for a moment. "So?" They asked again. Alastor cleared his throat, "Your time. It's quite valuable to me." (Y/n) only raised an eyebrow in response. "Until we know the whereabouts of your little sister, I simply want you to spend time with me when I ask for it." "That's it? What would spending time together mean? Not something...," (Y/n) vaguely implied. Alastor took a bite of his food before answering, "Oh, heavans no! I mean, doing something like this. Go outside or do an activity together." (Y/n) took a bite out of the food as well, humming at the great taste.

The deal doesn't sound bad and it will only last until their little sister's location is known, so not forever. "What if I break the deal?" They asked, making Alastor chuckle. "Then your soul is mine," he explained, taking another bite, "The reviews certainly didn't lie..." "And you will have to follow through, right? Until she is found," (Y/n) clarified, chewing down some meat. Alastor nodded, continuing to eat with a smile plastered across his face. Thinking over the offer, (Y/n) couldn't see a bad side to it. To be honest, it was fairly balanced and sounded innocent enough. "Alright," they agreed, "I'll take you up on that deal." "Wonderful! Truly wonderful!" Alastor stretched out his hand, "Shake my hand and the deal will be in effect." As soon as (Y/n) was about to shake green mist started surrounding them, making them hesitate.

Alastor reassured them, "Nothing to fear dear. It's normal when you make a deal with me." (Y/n) thought it over one last time before going to shake his hand. Just as they were about to seal the deal, a voice yelled from across the street, "Alastor?!" The man immediately turned to the voice. He frowned, yet his smile is still present. "Damn it, this isn't ideal...," he murmered, looking at (Y/n) who took their hand back. Their focus was now on the two figure strolling over, Mimzy and Rosie to be exact. "Alastor sweetie!" Mimzy called, "what'cha doing with such a lovely sinner?" "We are not interrupting, right?" Rosie asked, glancing at both (Y/n) and Alastor. "Actually-" "Oh no, not at all," (Y/n) cut him off, "but who are you guys exactly?" Alastor scowled deeply.

"I'm Rosie and this is Mimzy. We are both good friends of Alastor's," she explained. "Not after this you are...," Alastor quietly remarked. Mimzy gasped, "So we are interrupting! Gosh Alastor, I would have never expected you to be the romantic type." "Say what now?" Both (Y/n) and Alastor asked simultaneously. Rosie commented, "Are you not on a date?" This made (Y/n) flush a little. I mean, Alastor did call it a rendezvous, but they thought it was just some old-timey way of saying 'hanging out'. Alastor picked up on the reaction and had an idea. "Why yes!" He declared, taking (Y/n)'s hand, "We were having a lovely little date that has been interrupted by your presence." "Wait what-" "Oh dear, we are so sorry! We'll leave right away," Rosie apologised, quickly with leaving with Mimzy in tow.

(Y/n) kept watching their retreating figures, whilst Alastor continued eating. Looking down (Y/n) noticed Alastor still had their hand in his. They took it back, making the Overlord's gaze turn to them. "What's the matter, dear?" He asked, finding their nervous expression amusing. "Don't take it the wrong way, but I didn't think of this as a date," (Y/n) explained, "I've only been down here for like two days anyway.." Alastor nodded, feigning compassion, "That is very understandable, my dear and I am completely fine with that, but you said, you wanted to be more carefree, right?" (Y/n) hummed in agreement, finishing their food. "This could be a good starting point, don't you think?" Alastor asked, finishing his meal as well. Playing with the table cloth, (Y/n) avoided his piercing gaze. They just couldn't believe the sheer luck that cursed them, because if Alastor wants them romantically, does that night mean Vox wants them too?

They have no idea what is considered normal behaviour. To be fair, they have only been here for two days, but even then all they hear is insane shit from anyone who opens their mouth. Alastor does have a valid point, however... "I'm sorry," (Y/n) stood up, fishing out some stolen money from their pocket before putting it down on the table, "I think we should end this here." Alastor looked very surprised. He doesn't think anyone has ever rejected him before. Of course, it was either due to fear or for his charismatic personality. Has he gone rusty over the 7 years? Nevertheless, he continued on, "Alright, as you wish, dear. Allow me to pay for the meals." "No, no," (Y/n) countered, "I don't..." They sighed, struggling to talk at all.

Alastor remained seated, pulling out his wallet to leave his half of the bill on the table as well. "Then allow me to at least escort you back to the hotel," he requested, his tone shifting into something more soothing. It made (Y/n) tense up. "Listen, when I say we end it here, I'm saying we go our separate ways," they explained, adding, "I will still come back to the hotel. I just need some space is all." Alastor stood up perplexed. He was sure he couldn't have messed up that badly. "Why is that, might I ask?" His strained voice asked. Gulping nervously (Y/n) found his grin now to be very unsettling. "I don't wanna give you some sort of false hope," they began, fiddling with the card, "And I wanna go to Vox anyway..." "That picture box?" Alastor asked, clearly annoyed. "Yes, I know you don't like him, but I wanna meet the guy." (Y/n)'s response quieted Alastor down and made him so still in fact, they believed he went catatonic.

Just as (Y/n) thought to just leave, Alastor adjusted his coat with a huff, "Very well, if you desire to visit that nuisance, I suppose there is nothing I can do." They sighed before shrieking back when Alastor gently tapped their nose with his staff. "Be warned however," he stated, "He might not be in control of his emotions as much as I am. After all..." Alastor couldn't help, but laugh as he thought back to rejecting Vox's offer to join the Vees, "He is far more prone to deluding himself in a perfect image before realising reality can be much different." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow and replied, "Alright then... Glad you're not mad or anything." "Me? Mad?" Alastor laughed loudly, "At best I might be a tad jealous that you'd prefer getting yourself in trouble instead of relaxing on such a fine day with me, but alas, for our relationship to properly establish I believe I need to trust your judgement and let you do your own mistakes."

(Y/n) pressed their lips together into a fine line at the word 'relationship'. They hoped, he was saying that for a platonic relationship. "I'm gonna get going now," (Y/n) began, exiting the little restaurant with Alastor in tow, "For what it's worth, it was quite pleasant hanging out with you." They smiled at him which made the Overlord smile in return. "I agree, however please do consider our deal." (Y/n) looked confused before remembering the deal they almost agreed on. "Oh yeah! We can do that handshake thing after I visited Vox." Alastor nodded, although he would have certainly preferred doing it sooner rather than later. Both departed in opposite direction. The Overlord thought he might as well use the opportunity and search for Mimzy as well as Rosie. They need to know to not interfere his outings with (Y/n) for the future.

In the meantime the cameras of VoxTech picked up on (Y/n) leaving cannibal district. Vox, who was slumped on his desk, consumed by his irritating thoughts, sat up straight as a beep alerted of him. He rubbed his eyes before focusing on the screen. "They are moving...," he absentmindedly spoke as he realised what they were holding. "Oh shit," Vox cursed standing up and looking around, "They are headed this way. I need to clean up! I need to look my best! I need-" He stopped himself and took a deep breath, "I need to present VoxTech as a far more reliable option than the Hotel..." With a now much clearer mind, Vox made his office more suitable for guests.

(Y/n) on the other hand had a lot of trouble finding the adress. "This sucks...," they mumbled, noticing a sinner on the side of the road, "Ah! Excuse me, do you know-" "Get lost, asshole," he cut them off. Snarling (Y/n) grew in a couple of feet, monstrous features growing as well. The sinner cowered in fright at the sight, screaming in fear as (Y/n) brutally snapped their back in half before consuming them whole. After gulping down their meal, (Y/n) returned to their normal form. "So rude...," they murmered, burping  as well as gagging, "Ah..., ugh also disgusting..." (Y/n) continued their journey, eating up any sinner who didn't give them directions. Thus they subsequently gained more power, however they would prefer to not get too full.

Just as they were about to give up completely, they saw the VoxTech sign in the near distance. A grin stretched onto their features as they headed straight to the building. VoxTech was huge, adorned with pretty lights and an overall sleek design. (Y/n) couldn't help, but find very flashy. "Vox doesn't seem like such a show off though...," they thought as they entered. The interior was coloured a light pink with a couple couches and plants as decoration. Of course, cameras were in every corner. (Y/n) grinned, flipping one camera off. In the middle of it all was the receptionist who was filing her nails. "Uh hi...," (Y/n) greeted, noting how the woman behind the desk seemed annoyed, "Can I see Vox, please?" She stopped, giving them an unbothered look before sighing excessively, "Name and time of appointment." "Oh uh, I got no appointment. Vox told me to visit him whenever. Though my name is-," they tried explaining but got cut off by the woman.

She laughed lowly, "Sorry, sweetheart, but move along. Mister Vox has no time for some delusional fan." (Y/n) scowled, their nose scrunching up as they growled, "I'm not someone you should laugh at. Now tell me where I can find him." The receptionist looked now annoyed. "Look, if you're not going willingly, I'm just gonna call security," she heaved a warning, adding, "Now scram, bitch." (Y/n)'s form started changing as their height grew and monstrous features became more present. "What did you call me?!" They yelled, baring all their teeth. Just as security arrived, so did Vox through one of the cameras. "(Y/n)!" He called out, making the sinner return to their regular form, "I would prefer you to not eat my incompetent employee." A wave of Vox's hand stopped the security officers and they quickly left. The receptionist however cowered as Vox towered over her.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm sorry, Sir. I thought they were just some-" "Just some fan," Vox smiled condescendingly, "Yes, yes, I heard that." He finally turned to (Y/n) a suave smirk on his lips. "My apologies, it seems a certain employee still has a lot to learn about how to treat guests," Vox softly spoke, stretching out his arm for (Y/n) to take. They rolled their eyes, still taking the offer. "It's fine," (Y/n) chuckled, "To be honest, this reminds me of when we first met." The comment had Vox almost break character as he quietly groaned, "Don't remind me..." (Y/n) laughed a little, relaxing as well. He smirked in return, "Let's go, shall we?" (Y/n) nodded, following Vox into a hall that lead to the enormous glass elevators which had a nice view on the streets.

A comfortable silence fell upon the two as the elevator took them up to the highest floor. Allowing their thoughts to just wander, (Y/n)'s eyes scanned over Hell's street. They were filthy, but at least the people walking around looked amusingly small, just like ants in fact. They looked far cuter from high up. Soft touches brought them back to reality. Vox was mindlessly stroking their hand gently. A brief glance up to Vox followed which he shortly noticed. He lightly smiled before looking back at the streets. This made (Y/n) frown as they took back their arm and put a stop to the soft touches.

Vox didn't protest. He just put his hands into his coat's pockets. The air grew slightly awkward after, but the journey came to end anyway. When (Y/n) stepped out though, they couldn't believe their eyes. The room was so large. It was like nothing to what they used to have growing up. Especially the huge screens accompanied by the just as huge desk made their breath hitch. There was also a dark blue couch with a small coffee table in front of it which looked very expensive. On the small table were also champagne, glasses and... "Queef?!" Vox called, panic surging through his cables, "What're you doing here?" Immediately he went and took the creature from the table. It barked, fidgeting in Vox's grasp. "What is that?" (Y/n) asked, finding amusement in the TV's frustration. Groaning Vox replied, "A Queef. It's the pet of my business partner." He quietly mumbled, "Why the fuck would Val leave him for me to babysit now?" Swiftly the Overlord went to the elevator and let Queef zip down to another floor.

Just as swiftly he went to his computer, typing away. (Y/n), in the meantime, opted to take a seat and pour themself a drink. The screen changed suddenly, displaying a very well dressed woman. "Ew, get that shit out of my face," she yelled before turning her attention to Vox, who had a scowl on his face, "What do you want?" "Val left Queef here. Take care of him for me, will ya?" He requested to be only met with a frown. "Why?" She drawled out, "Queef is gonna make a fucking mess in my studio." "Well, I have a guest to entertain, so-" "Oh, is it your crush?" She cut him off, making him chocke on air. "No, Velvet! They can hear you!" Vox stated, his voice taking on more white noise. "Oh!" Velvet came closer to the camera, noticing (Y/n) in the background, "Hi darling!" (Y/n) merely waved as they happily took another sip of champagne. Vox on the other hand simply stated, "He is already on his way, so take care of him. Okay, bye~!" "Wait, what-" The screen went black and Vox heaved a sigh before turning to (Y/n) with a strained grin.

Chuckling he smoothly spoke, "It seems we are cursed, sweetheart." "So it seems," they hummed, setting their glass down, "Good choice of alcohol. Want me to pour you a glass too?" Vox nodded, sitting down next to them, casually draping his arm over the couch. (Y/n) hand him his glass from which he took a healthy sip. "Thanks," Vox said, allowing himself to clear his throat, "So how has Hell been treating you so far?" He crossed his legs, leaning further to (Y/n). "Must have been rough if you came to me so fast," he mused, chuckling a little. (Y/n) shook their head, an easy smile on their lips. "Not at all, to be honest Hell has been far more soft to me than Earth has been," they replied, making Vox raise an eyebrow.

"Back on Earth I had to keep track of everyone and everything around to, you know, not get caught killing," they explained, relaxing into the couch, "but I don't have to worry here. I can eat whoever pretty much." (Y/n) laughed a little, thinking back to the times they had nightmares about getting caught and how silly it all seems now. After taking another sip, Vox set his glass aside. "So what I am hearing you came to gain more power to eat more folks?" He asked. Shaking their head (Y/n) explained, "No, no, I wanted to ask you to search for a person." Vox blinked a few times, "Huh?" "It's my little sister," (Y/n) began, "she died before I did and I just wanna know if she is down here or went to heaven." This made Vox pause who had several thoughts enter his mind.

After a brief moment, he took their hand and squeezed it gently, "I get that, but you should know that extermination exists where angels come down from heaven to slaughter sinners, so... you know." Placing their other hand on his (Y/n) softly tapped on it reassuringly. "Yes, I'm aware. Alastor explained that to me before," they said, noting how Vox's eye twitched for a moment, "But I thought you might have a database or something. You seem like the sort of guy with that kinda power." Chuckling lowly, Vox replied, "While I appreciate the compliment, I don't have such a database, I'm afraid." (Y/n)'s small smile faded at the revelation which made Vox frown a little. "Don't worry though, sweetheart," Vox quickly added, "I am well connected as an Overlord and I can gather as much info as possible for you." (Y/n)'s eyes filled with glee as they held onto Vox's hands brought them up to their chest in excitement. "Really?!" They asked, pure hope lacing their voice.

It made Vox screen glitch for a moment before he stuttered out, "Ye-Yeah, it's no big deal." Not being able to control their joy, probably due to the alcohol, (Y/n) hugged Vox tightly. The man yelped. His system started overheating and his screen had warnings appear of possible a shutdown. Pushing them back a little, Vox hit the side of his head to get his screen working again. "Oh sorry," (Y/n) mumbled. Vox shook his head, partially to show it's fine, but also to make his head clearer. "It's alright. It's not the first someone threw themself onto me," he laughed, but stopped as soon as he saw the joke didn't land with (Y/n). Clearing his throat, Vox stated, "I don't offer my help for free though. In Hell everything comes with a price." This made (Y/n) heave a small sigh.

They took a big gulp from their glass. "Alright, what do you want from me?" They asked, tapping their heel on the floor, "My soul?" "Oh hell no," Vox laughed, a genuine smile present on his face, "I'd just want you to join the Vees." "And what would that entail? Like what am I required to do?" They continued inquiring, thinking back to Alastor's deal. "Well, you would have to attend our meetings and participate in keeping VoxTech's reputation high," he explained smirking, "Of course, you would be entitled to ask for help from any of the other Vees within reason." (Y/n) thought over everything that was said.

It sounded like a regular networking organisation. "I would be an equal member to everyone else, correct?" Vox nodded, enjoying (Y/n) focused expression. "Honestly, sounds fine to me," they began, "but I would like to not be forced to go to the meetings." Vox frowned, "And why might that be?" "I have to spend time with Alastor whenever he wants," (Y/n) answered, making Vox grip on the couch tightly. "What?" He meekly asked. "Yeah, I got a deal going on with him," (Y/n) explained, noticing Vox ripping into the couch, "We haven't shaken hands on it, but I'm considering it." Taking a deep breath, Vox tried gathering his cool. He chuckled lowly, "You can't be serious." "I'm very serious. I know you don't like the guy," (Y/n) began gently. "That puts it fucking lightly...," Vox mumbled, gulping down the last bit of champagne from his glass.

(Y/n) huffed, "But I need as much help in finding her as I can get. It's also not like that deal would bind us forever, so it's fine." "No, it's not fine," Vox smiled condescendingly, "See, that's why you should trust me. Alastor didn't tell you he could just drag his feet on the matter, did he?" This made (Y/n) speechless. They didn't think through that, huh? There really is nothing really stopping him from dragging his feet, but he made it sound like he'd put effort in. "And what's with your offer then? You could drag your feet as well!" (Y/n) retorted, feeling a little embarrassed. "Heh, sure, but what harm would it do to you?" Vox asked, grinning sweetly, "All you are supposed to do is attend meetings and uphold the reputation of VoxTech. You don't have to do anything else!"

Feeling pretty out of their element, (Y/n) simply huffed, crossing their arms. "Whatever, I'll make a deal with whoever I want!" They stated, making Vox fume. "So you're telling me," he started, adjusting in his seat to face (Y/n) better, "You're just gonna bind yourself to that fucking asshole and be fine with it?!" (Y/n) stayed silent, only giving Vox an annoyed stare. This ticked Vox off quite a bit. "I swear if you weren't that powerful, I would just hit you...," he mumbled, curling his hands into fists. "You'd hit me?!" (Y/n) asked aggressively. Vox took a deep breath before yelling back, "Of course! Maybe a good hit will make you realise how dumb it would be to make a deal with that old-timey radio freak!" "Maybe you're right... Fuck," they mumbled. "Of course, I'm right!" Vox retorted, waving his arms in frustration.

Heaving a sigh through their lips, (Y/n) calmed down. Vox followed suit, realising he might have gone a bit too far with his antics. "You know what?" (Y/n) spoke, standing up, "I'll consider it, but I think I need to sleep over this before shaking on anything." The Overlord nodded, relaxing into his seat, "Fine by me, sweetheart. I just want you to know, there is always gonna another side of the deal to consider." "Yeah, yeah, mister fancy pants," (Y/n) replied, holding into their head, "Fuck, I think I'm getting a headache..." Looking back the sinner was about to bid goodbye, but then their gaze fell onto the half full bottle of champagne. "You still need that?" They asked, pointing at the bottle. Vox rolled his eyes. "Just take it." "Sweet!" (Y/n) smiled, taking the bottle, "Thanks! Sorry for yelling by the way..." "No problem, sweetheart," Vox laughed, "To be fair, I should also apologise."

(Y/n) waited, but was only met with silence. "So?" They asked, noting how Vox's grin got bigger. "I said I should, not that I would," Vox laughed loudly at his own little joke. (Y/n) just groaned, but couldn't help the smile forming. "Well!" They said, stretching their arms, "Thanks for the hospitality and alcohol. It was fun hanging out with you." "Of course, babe," Vox smirked, "You should visit more often in future." "Maybe I will," (Y/n) replied, heading to the elevator. Vox followed them and went down as well. As he put it, it is the gentlemanly thing to do, is it not? Even though (Y/n) was ready to just walk back to the hotel, Vox insisted taking his car. Naturally it came with his personal chauffeur as well.

Feeling a little overwhelmed, (Y/n) simply agreed and let the chauffeur drive them to the hotel. Vox waved goodbye as the car drove off. At first he didn't notice the genuine smile on his face, but when he headed back inside he noticed his face reflected on the glass of the elevator. Quickly Vox shook his head trying to fight the warm feeling in his chest. He is the Vox. He is an Overlord among sinners, a powerful being that is feared. A powerful new-comer should not effect him this badly, but... As he looked out the glass elevator, Vox looked for the car. He found it and smiled lightly. Maybe it's fine. Maybe he can make it work.

Vox concluded he needed to drink a little more.

[a-hazbin-reader]

i can't stop thinking about alastor and wifey slow dancing on "Can't Help Falling in Love" by Elvis Presley, at the dead of night, when they think everyone is asleep at the hotel, and everyone hiding away and witnessing just how corny they both are for each other

would you be willing to write this if you're taking request? 🥹

NOT THE FIRST TIME I'VE GOT THIS ONE SO-

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: None?? I think???

Description: ☝️⬆️

Things have been busy at the hotel lately, everyone has been scrambling to keep up with business which left you and Alastor with little time together

The moments you do get together are always either interrupted or you both are too exhausted to do little more than snuggle

You and Alastor try to make time together and set up a lunch date? It starts out well enough, the two of you relaxing

The food is good, the seats were perfect, and more importantly, you finally had your husband's attention all to yourself

He's rubbing a thumb over your hand gently, smiling at you like he's fallen in love with you all over again

"I've missed getting to spend time with you, things have been so busy lately..."

He lifts your hand to his lips and kisses it softly, humming in agreement as his foot nudges yours under the table

"As have I~ I can't have my wife getting lonely, now can I~?"

You rub your ankle against his leg gently, laughing softly at his antics

"No~ I suppose you can't-"

"Alastor! Fancy running into you here~! Listen, I gotta favor I need to ask you!"

Suddenly, Mimzy is there at the table and sitting herself down, getting settled in and leaning in to chat with Alastor

Who can never resist helping out the poor woman, so of course he nods along with whatever she's saying, leaving you to roll your eyes and get up

"I'll see you later, my dear~ Goodbye, Mimzy~ It was good to see you're still alive and causing trouble."

"Bye-bye girly~ We gotta catch up next time, you hear~?"

Alastor gives you an apologetic look, mumbling something about trying again next time as he hugs your hips to try and anchor you in place

You kiss the side of your husband's head and wave at Mimzy as you leave, your little window of time together vanishing

Another time, the two of you were out on a walk together, arm in arm as you two enjoyed the nice weather without interruptions

You were leaning on him, Alastor occasionally nuzzling the side of your head and squeezing you closer affectionately

You were just about to steal a kiss, tilting your head up and leaning in to meet his lips halfway when suddenly a TV in a shop window came to life

With Vox whining and bitching about Alastor again, that son of a bitch

You sigh as you feel your husband's intense gaze on you, rubbing your forehead as you look up to avoid the puppy eyes

"Go ahead, I can't very well keep you from defending yourself now can I?"

He chuckles and kisses your cheek softly before pulling away to give you a wide grin, already thinking of all the ways he's going to humiliate Vox on air

"You're simply the best wife a man could ask for~! Thank you, my dear~!"

You only shake your head and sigh once you're alone, the moment together once again being snatched away from you

You'll make Vox pay for that later

Things only got busier after that, you and Alastor only see each other as you pass by, not even able to squeeze out a quick kiss

"Hello, my darling~!"

His hand catches yours, twirling you expertly into his arms as he tries to give you some fleeting affection before he has to leave

You laugh and place your hands on his chest to steady yourself, slowly sliding a hand up to cup his cheek as you lean in closer

"Good luck today, dearest~"

Alastor leans down to rub noses with you, hands gripping your hips a little tighter, eyes locked on your lips as a soft sigh comes out of you

Any attempt to linger is thwarted by those around you, Charlie pulling Alastor one way and Vaggie tugging you in another

Tragic really

You've just about given up on getting a real moment alone with your husband, walking into a dark and quiet hotel carrying a half awake Vaggie

"Nn...this is Charlie's side of the bed..."

You can't help but roll your eyes, moving her over onto the correct side anyways and tucking her in

"Hush now, it's late and you need your sleep."

After carrying the poor girl to bed you nearly bump into Alastor, who's carrying a completely passed out Charlie, his ears folded back in embarrassment

"Aw~ You big softie...~"

"Not. A. Word."

You tap his nose playfully as you let him put Charlie to bed, suddenly getting a new surge of energy at the sight of him

Alastor finds you waiting for him in the hallway, arms crossed with a small smile on your face as you push off the wall to approach him

"Are you ready to go to bed, darling~?"

Your soft thumb rubbing against his bottom lip would normally be more than enough to coax him into bed, but the realization that you two were alone hit him like ice water

"Not quite, care to join me?"

He doesn't wait for you to answer, guiding you back downstairs and kissing your hand gently as the radio suddenly bursts to life

A love song plays softly on it, quiet so as not to wake up everyone else in the hotel but just loud enough for the two of you

You let your husband pull you against him, hugging his neck and leaning on him, taking in his scent as you savor the moment

The two of you sway together slowly, just listening to the music and enjoying the time alone together before it gets interrupted

Alastor presses his lips to your forehead and you can't help but nuzzle closer, the two of you sharing a loving look

"Mm... I've missed this...~"

He spins you lazily before pulling you back into his arms, one arm squeezing around your waist while his lips once again find your wrist

"My darling~ I've missed you~"

You laugh quietly and steal a kiss from your husband, pressing close and reaching up to play with his hair

You two are so caught up in each other that you don't notice the time go by or the fact that you're being watched

Curious eyes peek out at you two, hushed whispers and giggles dropping down from the railings as you two blissfully dance together below

You glance up before locking eyes with your husband, smiling as you reach up to pet a fuzzy ear

"I believe we're being watched~"

He hums and spins you again, tilting his head to look up at your audience, a wicked grin on his face

"Ah ah ah~ Peeping Toms will be subjected to a most unsavory punishment~"

There's a small squeak, the scrambling of footsteps, and suddenly, you two are alone again. Alastor pulling you against him and kissing your neck

"Now~ Where were we~?"

I hope you like it~

[schrodinger-swriter]

Hi! May I request B, C, J, L, T, and Z for Vaggie? Thank you so much!

B, C, J, L, T, and Z for Vaggie

First writing for Vaggie, I hope this isn't too OOC! I hope you enjoy Anon!

I think this may be the last post of the night, if I cannot sleep I might write some more.. Though I think I will save the remainder of my requests until tomorrow. Hmm..

BONDING:

Bonding with her can be tricky... she's only really known battle up until her fall... Though, perhaps you both spar in order to get to know one another better? At least in the beginning, until Vaggie finds other ways to bond with someone. Another idea is perhaps the two of you recovering together after said sparring session! When you are both in a more developed relationship, you two may bond over games. Card games, I think! Who doesn't like spending time with their favorite person while playing Uno or Monopoly!

CUDDLING:

She's very.. cold... I mentioned in my Lute post that Heaven Born are cold, going off of the headcanon that it is because they were never alive/mortal. The same applying to most Hell Born, with the exception of Charlie and a handful of others.. This still applies to Vaggie, given her being a fallen exterminator. Similarly to Lute, she lays a little stiff during cuddling, but generally lays more loose and relaxed if given enough time to break out of the exterminator.. soldier... mindset. Likes being the big spoon as it makes her feel secure and that she can protect you if anything were to happen.

JEAOUSY:

She gets jealous fairly easily, and can sometimes lose her composure when interacting with you or the other person. She can be quick to understand if someone is coming onto you and you're uncomfortable, going as far as to bluntly tell the other party to go away in a... not so polite way. However, she's still open to communicating her feelings if asked about it. She's not very good at hiding her feelings, so she will talk sooner rather than later.

LOVE LANGUAGE:

Quality time means so much to Vaggie. She loves spending time with you when she can and has the mental capacity to be around other people. Words of affirmation also mean a lot to her, so please do be sure to remind her that you love her!

As for giving, she would make sure to pay attention to what makes you feel loved and adapt her behavior to suit your wants and needs. She is very attentive.

TUNES:

More of... Songs you two listen together rather than songs you associate with the relationship!

ZZZ:

As mentioned in the cuddling section, her body is cold! She also sleeps stiff, too. The good thing is that she doesn't toss and turn. As well as this she's very open to letting you snuggle into her side while you share the bed. Very quiet, too. Doesn't snore or sleep talk... though she is a morning person, in fact she tends to wake up very early.. so you might be accidentally woken up when she's crawling out of bed to get ready..

[hellishdeer]

Live reactions and ramblings about the the first four episodes of Hazbin Hotel

Warnings: SPOILERS!!! Incoherent, unfiltered thoughts, I wrote them as I was watching. Most of them are in chronological order, but not all

EPISODE 1:

The origin story of Hell is a cool take on the original tale of Adam and Eve and the animation style is very pretty too (also biblically accurate angels 👀)

Adam is just the ultimate douche, fucking great

NIFTY ZONING OUT WHILE SHE IS BEING FILMED, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT-

Really interesting and fun that Alastor straight up REFUSES to be captured in digital media, distorting it and facing the other way during the commercial

EPISODE 2:

SIR PENTIOUS!!!!

Loved whenever Vox got real close to the screen, it looked like your TV was his face, adored that shit 👌Also the way his voice distorted whenever he was pissed

Alastor went missing around the same time as Lilith... I'm sure that is not going to be at all plot relevant..

STAYED GONE. Vox's part sung/spoken like a TV news anchor, Alastor breaking the fourth wall, the varieties of error screens Vox displayed, and THE BLACKOUT. THAT PART GAVE ME SERIOUS CHILLS Love you Alastor but you're scaring me a little

SIR PENTIOUS PLAYING ALONG WITH CHARLIE AND ACTUALLY ENJOYING HIMSELF AT THE HOTEL I'M SOBBING

"You like me. You actually like me!" 😭❤️

The voice messages Valentino sent were fucking vile, fuck him. I'm now rooting for Angel Dust more than ever before..

Sir Pentious finally has canon hypnosis powers!!

Vox, you're cool and all BUT YOU JUST TOLD SIR PENTIOUS TO KILL HIMSELF WHAT THE FUCK NEVER GO NEAR HIM EVER AGAIN OR I SWEAR-

"Just make it quick, I guess. Not that I deserve it.." VIOLENTLY ILL.

SORRY IS WHERE IT STARTS. Just.. *sobs* Charlie is so fucking sweet, I can't wait for their friendship to grow

EPISODE 3:

"Hello purple female!" PLEASE 💀

The scene where Alastor was eating is a reference o to one Viv's older speedpaints (more specifically this one)

"Are those your ears or your hair? I can't tell!" Egg Bois asking the real questions here-

ZESTIEL. He looks so cool and I love the way he speaks, hopefully were going to see more of him!

"Oh, look! There's Frank!" "...We have names?" PFFFTT-

"If I can't help you, what's the point of me?" 😭😭😭

CARMILLA'S SINGING VOICE BLEW ME AWAY HOLY SHIT-

Vaggie's singing voice being hilariously different to her speaking one

Carmilla implying in her song that she killed the angel to protect her daughters I-😭 That, and she doesn't want the rest of hell to start a war they can't win, she is a protector. She's definitely one of my new favorites.

As Zestiel said, Alastor is unpredictable and his motivations are hard to read, I love how he is written in a way you geniunely can't guess his real motivations you go you sinister deer fellow

SIR PENTIOUS AND HIS MATCHING PYJAMAS WITH THE EGG BOIS AND ALL OF THE SNUGGLING TOGETHER IN HIS COZY ROUND BED- *starts to froth at the mouth*

EPISODE 4:

Nifty just laying there kicking her feet while watching p*rn 😭

SIR PENTIOUS BLUSHING AND COVERING HIS FACE WITH HIS HOOD PLEASE-

Is Pentious seriously so lonely that he watches people sleep...stop making me sad

Angel Dust having the most fire wardrobe 💅

TRAVIS IS THE FUCKING DIRECTOR-

Angel Dust's face when he heard Valentino speaking :(

VALENTINO GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF CHARLIE RIGHT NOW.

VALENTINO'S COAT IS ACTUALLY HIS WINGS?!?! That's a very cool design actually

THE DRESSING ROOM IS FUCKING DISGUSTING, IT'S FINE IF YOU LIKE VALENTINO AS A VILLIAN, BUT IF YOU ACTUALLY STAN HIM AFTER THIS I SWEAR-

The contract being signed as "Anthony" :(((

"I'll get her to leave, just don't hurt her." *cries*

Charlie being ready kick Valentinos ass the SECOND she saw Angel's state LET'S GOOOO

Poison is just.. So beautifully animated, but so very disturbing at the same time.. FUCK. VALENTINO.

THE DOTS UNDER ANGEL'S EYES WERE JUST MORE EYES THIS ENTIRE TIME?!? I'm such a dumbass

Throwing cards as a weapon :O

HUSK USED TO BE AN OVERLORD EXCUSE ME?!?!

"If I get broken enough.. I won't be his favorite toy anymore.. And he'll let me go.." CRYING SOBBING THROWING UP

You're a Loser Baby is fucking pretty and adorable! I finally I see the appeal in Huskerdust 🥹❤️

EXPLODING DICE WOOO!

Just now realized Alastor didn't show up once during this episode.. Wonder what he getting up to 🤔

[chaifootsteps]

Holy shit I just realized—have Charlie and Vaggie EVER been drawn kissing (on the lips) in Viv’s art?They’ve always fallen into the Viv brand of romance—soft pure cuddles and snuggles, that kind of painfully saccharine, childish puppy love. Which is why I never really was invested in them together even as a queer woman myself. But racking my brain right now, I don’t think I’ve EVER seen Charlie and Vaggie actually kiss in Viv’s art, in all the years since Viv made them canon. I could be wrong; I just do not recall ever seeing it. Cheek kisses, yes—but I’ve never seen them kiss on the lips, never mind making out or anything. You could tell me that Charlie and Vaggie have never had sex as a couple together and I would believe it, and I guess that’s why I never felt anything for them together. Even Moxxie and Millie, the most cheesy puppy-love snuggly romance Viv has written, DEFINITELY fuck and have had lengthy makeout sessions onscreen. Just think about it though—Viv has had HOW many years to draw Charlie and Vaggie kiss, and she seemingly hasn’t?!

I wouldn't be the slightest bit surprised if the "lovers" aspect of "lovers in Hell" amounts to someone, probably Adam or Angel, making really disgusting, unfunny jokes about the two smashing clams. Neither of them have dicks and so what they do in bed is of no interest to Viv.