I Know Why You’re Here ;3

This is for all your oneshot needs! I honestly do anything and everything I get sucked into too many fandoms and can’t just write about one or two! I’m really sorry if it seems all over the place! If you have a fandom or characters you want me to write about please feel free to ask!

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May you please do ribbit tadc x reader? Asking for a friend :D

OMG! YES ABSOLUTELY!! Thank you so much for requesting this! I really hope you like it! And thank you for requesting Ribbit, I was thinking of making one for them but didn't know if anyone would enjoy it!

Also! I apologize for the late post! With work and the holidays, i've been a bit slow but I appreciate you being patient!

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Things are Different Now.

When Caines haunted house adventure makes you realize your flirty crush likes you back, it’s hard to tell if it’s real—or just a figment of your imagination.

Ribbit x GN! Reader

Fluff and a tiny hint of angst (love my angst)

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Hello all and all hello! Omg my first request thank you so much! Really hope this is a good one for your friend! :3 I'm also very excited to write about Ribbit, I've been wanting to but didn't know if anyone would like it! If there's a character or even a type of fic you guys would like to read please let me know! Thank you again!

Also! I know that Ribbits pronouns are she/they so I'm going to do a mix of both pronouns I apologize if it gets a bit confusing!

TW: A tiny bit of suggestive content near the end

Word Count: 3,360

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Your time in the circus was... interesting, to say the least. You've been here for about a month now, or at least you think you have. Time moves strangely in this place of too bright colors and weird-looking people. You have been having a hard time adjusting to your avatar's body. Staring down at your hands, you know they are yours, but it just doesn't look like it.

"What are you doing?" A soft voice to your left asks you.

You are lying on your bed, specially made for you by Caine. Turning your head on your pillow, you see 3 of your newfound friends sitting on your floor, cards in their hands. Ribbit, an anthropomorphic frog, stares at you. Their eyes half-lidded, and the corners of their lips smirked up.

"Just... checking myself out." You say shyly, resting your arms across your body.

"You can always come over, I'll check it out for you," Ribbit says, giving you a wink. Jax, a purple rabbit, shoves them roughly, letting them know they should stop flirting and play their turn.

This comment makes you blush immediately. Thank God your room is a bit dim, so they don't notice. Truth be told, you've got a huge crush on the frog. You don't even know when it started; it kind of hit you like a train. Is it even possible to have relationships in this place? Friends, yeah, of course, but relationships? No way, right?

The green frog was your first friend here in the circus. They welcomed you to their group of misfits in this digital purgatory. They even helped you out when it came to you freaking out about never leaving or not knowing why everything was happening; they were your escape, a slice of reality.

Turning your head back towards the group, you see that their game of Uno has ended, with Ribbit doing a victory dance. Jax throws his cards on the ground, groaning in irritation.

"How do you always win!? You keep cheating!" He accuses the frog.

Ribbit does a fake gasp, pressing her hand against her chest. "Jax! I would never!" She says dramatically, lying back on your bed. You freeze watching the two bicker, and notice that Ribbit is inching closer and closer to you.

"Do you think I cheated my win?" She asks, laying her chin onto your chest, her big puppy-like eyes staring up at you.

All you can do is sputter out rambles of sound, not knowing what to say or even do. Before you can say anything, you're suddenly poofed into the big open layout of the circus. The harsh colors blind you for a moment before you realize you're not in your room. The hard floor replaces your comfortable bed, and the pressure of Ribbit on your chest weighs you down a bit more.

"What the h[#$%@] were you two doing?" Zoobles' voice rings in your ears.

"Oh... you know." Ribbit gives them a sultry response, kissing your cheek and climbing off you. They stick out their hand to help you up.

All you can do is stare at the hand after that interaction. Did she really just kiss you? This frog really knows how to play with your feelings without realizing it.

You grab hold of their hand and let them pull you up. You dust yourself off and rub the spot Ribbit had kissed you, still somehow feeling their lips on you. Letting go of your hand, she smiles and walks over to Jax, leaning against his side. A pang of jealousy hits you in the chest. Why? Why would you be jealous? You two weren't even dating, so what does it matter?

"Alrighty, my rubber baby buggy bumpers! I have a brand new adventure for you all!" Caine's voice takes you out of your trance. Oh right. The whole reason why you are here.

"Today you will be exploring a haunted house, trying to find an ancient artifact, but be warned, it might be haunted!" Caine says, almost over-explaining how haunted this place is gonna be. Great.

"I'm sitting this one out," Zooble says, crossing their arms and starting to strut away.

"WAIT! You will need to be in pairs! You have to come so it's even!" Caine says before opening the floor underneath Zooble. A yell follows them when the floor opens up and then closes. He kindly opens a portal for the rest of us and pushes us all in.

Staring up at the dark, looming house, a chill runs down your spine. Jeez, why did Caine need to make this so creepy? The rain roared in your ears and pounded the side of the house. Stepping onto the porch and out of the rain, you wrap your arms around yourself, shivering.

Jax makes the first move, pushing the door open. The smell of mold and old wood floods your nose.

"This place looks... homey," Zooble says as Gangle wraps a hand like ribbon around their arm, her comedy mask broken.

As you all step into the house, the loud roaring of the rain turns into soft patters. You feel pressure on your back, and as arms snake around your midsection. You freeze, looking at the lime-green arms around you.

"Uhm, Ribbit?" You ask, not turning your head to face them.

"What? You looked cold." They say coyly, a smirk gracing their beautiful features.

All you can do is look back at the group in front of you, trying to distract yourself from the idea that your crush is mentally torturing you.

"Alright, I guess this is where we split up," Ragatha speaks up. She stands close to Kinger, who seems oddly aware of everything that's going on. "Kinger and I will pair up."

Jax slings his arm around Kaufmo and Ribbit, which in turn, leans them more against you. You let out a puff of air at the extra weight on your back. "We four will explore together!" Jax says with a wide grin.

That leaves Zooble and Gangle together; they decide to take the attic. Kinger and Ragatha take the main floor and possibly the shed outside, and the four of you go to the basement. Kaufmo wrings his hands together, letting you know he's nervous.

Ribbit lets you go and links their arm with Jax's, pulling him along to the basement door. You watched the two bicker over who goes down first. The way they touch and poke each other is too... personal, for your liking, so you take it upon yourself to impress your crush.

"I'll go first." You say with mock confidence, as you stare down the dark staircase. For some reason, you decide to reach into your back pocket and pull out a flashlight. Thanks, Caine, you say to yourself.

The light flickers on, making the basement look ten times scarier. You start your way down the stairs, turning to the three looking down as you go. Ribbit is staring at you with a sly smile, oh lord. You feel your legs shake as you continue down, the others soon following.

Once you reach the bottom, the concrete floor scrapes under your feet. Wiping the flashlight back and forth, trying to take in your surroundings, the door at the top of the stairs slams shut, making you all jump. Awesome.

A gentle hand drags down your back and rests on your hip, "Nice job taking initiative. I knew you had it in you." Ribbits' words make your heart flutter.

"Uh, thanks." You say shyly.

Jax takes the flashlight from your hands and points it at a doorway. "Come on, Kaufy! We are going this way!" Jax says, grabbing onto the clown's large sleeve, pulling him to the open door.

"Wait, Jax, that's our only light!" You call out, but he's already gone.

You let out a heavy sigh as you are plunged into darkness, it taking a moment for your eyes to adjust. As you look around, you feel the hand on your hip gently drag you back. "Come on, there's another room over here," Ribbit says softly.

You follow their words blindly, moving robotically. You both walk into a room, fiddling around, and you find a light switch, flicking it on. The room is illuminated in a dull orange hue; clearly, the light hasn't been used in some time.

The room looks like an office, which is weird considering it's in the basement. There's a large desk and chair in the middle of the room with bookshelves behind it and a large chest off to the side. Ribbit waltzes around the desk and plops down into the chair, sighing contentedly. They look so cool, so unbothered. You, on the other hand, had so many questions.

Walking over to the bookshelf, you examine the spines of the books. You feel eyes on you as you do so. Ribbit is staring at you intently.

You hear the chair's wheels roll back as Ribbit stands; she comes extremely close to you. She backs you against the bookshelf, her chest pressing against yours, caging you in.

"You look so cute playing detective." She says, leaning down to your ear.

All you can do is swallow loudly. What are they doing? You ask yourself, almost thinking this is her coming onto you, but that thought shakes out of your head. She's this way with everyone; this isn't anything to you.

Their big eyes stare down at you, then something catches their eye. Squinting, she reaches her hand up and pulls a book, which in turn opens the bookshelf behind you.

It startles you forward into the frog more, feeling the way the shelf moved against your back. The door opens to a long, dark hallway, but another room at the end of it. Ribbit smirks down at you as you are willingly pressed against them. Realizing how you look right now, you pull away and let out an awkward cough.

"Sorry." You manage as you start down the hallway. You miss the way Ribbit furrows her eyebrows. She has been trying to flirt with you this whole time, and you just seem so uninterested. Is she trying too hard? They follow after you, huffing with frustration.

You both make it to the new room but realize there's no light switch.

"S[#$%@]." You say as you bump into what seems to be a cold metal table.

"You ok?" Ribbit's voice is close behind you.

You nod, then realize that they can't see that in the dark room. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine."

You begin feeling your way around the room, inspecting every crack and cranny. You hear Ribbit doing the same on the other side of the room.

"What are we even looking for?" She asks, tossing something to the ground.

You let out a hum of 'I don't know' and continue on. While you are fiddling with what feels like a tool of some sort, hands find your hips. You freeze up once again at the sudden interaction. It's becoming too much. You can't take it.

You pull away harshly from the hands. "Ribbit, listen," You start as you back up, your butt hitting the metal table in the middle of the room. You hear them coming closer and closer to you, but you can't move.

"You don't understand what you're doing to me." You say embarrassed.

"Oh, I think I know." She says, you can hear the smirk in her voice.

This makes you groan in frustration. "No, stop it. You don't understand that what you're doing makes me feel-" You cut yourself off with an angry huff.

You hear Ribbit stop moving in the darkness. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" They are almost guilty.

You shake your head. "No, the opposite, actually, but that's the thing. This flirting makes me feel... good, but I know you don't have any feelings for me, so please just stop." You almost beg her to go easy on your aching heart.

You don't hear anything for a moment, fearing she left you in the dark. You reach out a hand, and it presses against her chest. She's extremely close in front of you. They take your hand and press the palm against their lips. The feeling causes you to jump.

"How dare you assume how I feel?" She says, almost angry, like she can't fathom that you think this way about her.

"W-What?" You ask dumbly.

Letting go of your hand, she slammed her hands onto the metal table with a loud bang, caging you in between her body and the table. The noise makes you jump, your heart beating loudly in your ears.

"I've been flirting with you since you got here, hoping you'd take the hint." They say their breath is warm on your lips. You two were so close... wait, hint?

"Hint?" You feel like a complete idiot right now.

"Yes, hint. I've wanted you since you got here, that's why I've been flirting." She says smugly now.

This confession makes you short-circuit.

"What? But you are like this with everyone!" You exclaim.

"No I'm not! I'm only like this with you because I want only you!" She shouts.

Oh.

Oh.

This causes you to let out a breathy laugh.

"Are you laughing?" She asks, embarrassed.

"No! I'm laughing at myself for being such an idiot," You say, leaning your face in your hands. "I wish I could see your face. To see if you're being serious."

She drags her hands to your wrists, pulling them from your face. "I have a better idea." She says softly before pressing her lips against yours.

The feeling is electrifying, like taking a breath of fresh air. Their lips are soft and taste of caramel green apples. She presses you more against the table, leaning you back as you lie against it. They deepen the kiss, once you wrap your arms around her neck, dragging a quiet moan from you.

When you moan, she slips her frog-like tongue into your mouth. The feeling is strange but not unwelcome.

The tongue slides around, exploring your mouth entirely. When she pulls away, there is a string of saliva connecting your lips together.

"F[#$%@]." She lets out breathy huffs of air as you both try to catch your breath.

All you can do is hum in agreement. You try going back in for more, but a loud bang snaps you both out of your daze. Ribbit stands protectively in front of you, holding onto your hand. It came from the room you were previously in.

You both hear Jax calling out for both of you, Ribbit pulls away a bit allowing you to hop of the table. Letting out a sigh of relief, you begin down the dark hallway. Ribbit never lets go of your hand, feeling your rapid heartbeat.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you in this place. Just stay with me, okay?" She says with a stupid smirk.

"Yeah. Okay." All you can do is grin at her, completely amazed that she has the same feelings you have had this whole time.

Once you make it back to the room, Jax has a hand on his hip, looking between the two of you.

"What happened in there?" He asks, smirking, already knowing the answer.

You both look away from the purple rabbit shyly.

"Jesus, finally you two kissed, come on, Zooble found the thing we need to get out of here." Jax turns and heads back to the stairs.

You look at Ribbit as she pulls your hand up, pressing a gentle kiss against it and pulling you along.

Things are different now, but in a very good way.

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Keeping Things Exciting

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Caine's latest adventure makes the group feel like they've slammed into a brick wall, but you, take it the worse.

Jax x GN! Reader

Angst/Comfort

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Hello all and all hello! It has been a while since I've written a fanfic! This one is for TADC and it takes place right after Ep. 7! What an episode right? :( Anyways y/n will be gender neutral so which gender you'd like to think they are is up to you! Also I like to make sure that I don't add any oc type things to these stories but if there is ever a time someone would like that I am more than happy to written one! I hope you enjoy!

TW: Mentions of suicide (or abstracting), depression, panic attacks, and lashing out

Jax might seem ooc but ya know :/

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Caine wrings his hands together, feeling the tension in the air and poofs from the group's angry conversation. The gift basket he made for completing the "adventure" correctly falls to the floor, spilling its contents.

Everyone stares. No one moves; the only sound is heavy, angry, terrified breathing. Your feet seem stuck to the ground. Questions and anger swirl through your mind. Rage vibrates in your hands; your body shudders.

Ragatha speaks first, her arms hugging her body tightly. "Uhm, well. I guess we should go... back." She says, not knowing what else to say.

Pomni comes over and leans against her left side, while Kinger approaches on her right and places a hand on her lower back. Zooble comforts Gangle, who sits inconsolable, holding her broken comedy mask in her ribbon hands.

A loud slam makes everyone jump. They look at Jax, who has just slammed his fists down on the console after pressing the red button—the one meant to keep everyone in the circus. But that doesn't matter; it wasn't real anyway, right? He's breathing heavily, his shoulders heaving up and down.

"I f[#$%@]ing told you!" Jax shouts, turning to everyone with his arms spread wide open. "I knew this was going to happen!"

"Yeah, Jax, it happened! You were right, and we are still here!" Zooble shouts, moving Gangle behind her, away from Jax's outburst. She looks devastated that it was all a lie, an "adventure."

All you can do is stare at them. Their anger, their rage. Towards each other, towards themselves, towards this place, it's difficult. You have to leave, get away, get somewhere... dark. Your legs move heavily, like you are on autopilot. You lean against the door and use your body to push it open. The bright colors of the circus fill the room, not the endless look of Caine's office.

"What...?" you ask yourself as you step into the circus and look around. You squint at the constant light that seems to always fill the space. You feel a hand grip your forearm, making you pause. The sensation is like a snake constricting its prey.

You yank your arm away from the person who had grabbed you, the feeling of their hand still lingering as they try to comfort you, but that's not what you want. You want to scream; you want anger to crawl over you like a blanket.

"Y/n?" It sounds like Gangle calling your name, but your ears are fuzzy, ringing, screaming.

You cover your ears, trying to block out the voice in your head. It keeps urging you to run. Escape. You squeeze your eyes shut, tears threatening to fall. You think of the past. Friendships. Relationships. Does it even matter now? It feels so easy to... let go. Turn to the... abstraction.

Gloved hands pry your own hands away from your head. You hadn't realized you were gripping your skull tightly; only when a splitting headache appears do you understand why.

"Y/n!" The voice is Jax. He's looking at you, his pupils look like tiny squares, and he is full of terror.

He's afraid to lose you, just like he lost Kaufmo and... Ribbit. Jax is practically squeezing you against his chest, gripping you tightly, as though letting go would cause you to change right before his eyes.

Your eyebrows furrow, shoving the purple rabbit away. "Get off me!" You shout, your chest rising and falling heavily. Jax stares at you in a mix of disbelief and sadness.

A burst of giggles escapes your mouth. They sound more like a shock of processing emotions than laughter at a joke. The laughing makes you double over. You hold your sides while you howl.

Tears flow freely down your face, connecting at your chin, but the laughter never stops. The entire circus is filled with your pleas of giggled help.

"What is so f[#$%@]ing funny?" Jax questions you with rage, his voice coated with it.

You spread your arms wide open, motioning to the circus around you. "This place is a joke," I point at him, "You are a joke!"

The laughter stops, and you begin sobbing loudly. Everyone can only just stop and stare at your outburst. Concerned but unable to do anything to help, they know how you feel.

"I'm a joke!?" Jax shouts angrily at you. "You're the one that can't handle a stupid 'adventure,' Jesus Christ!"

"Adventure!? That's what you call that? The traumatizing reality that we are NEVER getting out of here? That's an adventure to you!?" You get up close to his face only to shove him back again.

Jax places a hand on his chest where you shoved him. "F[#$%@] you're acting like Ribbit!" He immediately pauses in regret, seeing your face.

Your face goes blank at the mention of your late friend. He is right, though. Ribbit had acted the same way you were right now before they had... abstracted. Your mind travels back when.

Jax had just entered the circus. It had been months since you had joined before him. You made quick friends with Ribbit and Kaufmo, but mainly Ribbit. She was the one you went to for everything. You even suggested to her to invite Jax to hang out with the three of you. He was scared, angry, lonely, but when he opened his arms to you, you almost felt complete.

You all were sitting in your room because, for some reason, it had the biggest bed. Enough space for all four of you to lie comfortably. Ribbit was going on about how Jax needed to loosen up when it came to playing pranks, saying, "Just let loose! You're supposed to be the funny one!" Kaufmo was tying up a balloon animal for you. A purple bunny.

"Thanks, Kaufy." You smile at him, then take the bunny and place it on the bedside table. When you look at the three, they are all staring at you.

"Uhm, what?" You ask dumbly.

Ribbit bursts into giggles as she lies across your legs. "Oh, Y/n, who knew you had a soft spot for... purple bunnies." She says mischievously, a Cheshire grin forming on her lips.

"What?? I uhm." You stutter over yourself, a blush covering your face.

"Oh come on, Y/n! We all see how you are crushing on our favorite purple rabbit!" She says, grabbing Jax's arm and pulling him onto you as well. He looks up at you, his eyes big, and a shy smile etches onto his lips. He's blushing, the tips of his ears drooping a bit, almost like he wants to cower away.

Your heart pounds in your chest, so hard you are sure Jax and Ribbit can hear it where they are lying on you. "Well, maybe." You can confess in a whisper.

Ribbit jumps from where she was lying, dancing around your room. "I knew it!" She shouts in triumph. Kaufmo rolls his eyes, giving you and Jax a muted thumbs up.

You look back down at Jax, who was looking into your eyes. The black squares that are considered his pupils are huge now, almost filling his entire eye. He looks oddly adorable like this, just looking deep into you, like he's looking at you, the real you.

You can't help but give him a small smile. That smile is gone now. It is replaced with the sadness he inflicted on you.

Pomni steps in between you, her arms stretched open like a referee trying to prevent fighters from attacking. "Please, guys, this isn't the time to be doing this. We can't turn on each other." She pleads with you both.

Your fists uncurl, and you see where your nails have created crescent moons in your palm. You look down at your feet, seeing a dark blob covered in pastel eyes, traveling across your foot and up your leg. You jump back, watching as it sticks onto you.

You take off, running across the wide open of the circus, into a tight hallway. You hear your name being called as you run. You don't know where you are going or what you'll do when you get there, but it has to be away from everyone; you can't let them watch you abstract.

As you run, you hear footsteps behind you. Jax was pleading with you to stop, to just talk. The doors of bedrooms fly past you, the black travels more and more up your leg, it's nearly to your hip. Pastel colored eyes are moving frantically, as if they are seeing for the first time.

It seems like you are running for ages, but a certain door catches your eye. You pause in front of the door, staring at the face looking back at you. Ribbit. The X covering her face is red, which contrasts harshly with the green glow of her skin. You reach out your hand and touch the picture faintly.

"Y/N!" Jax shouts, crashing into you. You both topple to the ground as he holds you close.

You can't help the screaming cries that escape your body. Jax continues to hold you close, cupping the back of your head and placing your face into the crook of his neck. You continue to cry into him, gripping onto the back of his overalls like he might disappear right then and there.

As time passes, you slowly begin to calm down. The two of you are leaning against the opposite side of the wall. You both just stare at Ribbit's picture, smiling back.

"I'm sorry," Jax says, deeply regretting the words he said to you earlier.

You look down at your aching leg. The dark blob was gone, and your avatar's leg was replaced, back to "normal."

"I shouldn't have said that to you. I know how much you miss them." He continues, "You are right. It wasn't just an adventure, it's a reality that this is what we are stuck with."

You slowly grab hold of Jax's gloved hand that was lying limply at his side. His fingers curl over your own.

"I forgive you." You say, giving his hand a soft squeeze. "And I'm sorry for... lashing out." You stroke the back of his hand with your thumb. "I think I just wanted to... leave. To see her and Kaufmo. To be away from this place." You confess heavily.

Jax can only look at you as you spill your heart all over yourself. It's heartbreaking to see the last person he truly cared about change before his eyes.

"I didn't think I'd be leaving you behind." You finish by looking into his eyes. He pauses, almost shocked by this. "I love you, Jax, and I almost left you here alone to deal with the loss of them and the constant breaking of our hope of getting out of here. I'm sorry."

Jax allows the tears to escape his eyes, and he leans his head against your shoulder, holding your hand in his lap. He pulls up your hand and places a soft kiss on the back of it.

"Just stay with me. We will get through it together. Don't feel like you have to do this alone." He whispers into your hand.

Jax lifts his head up as you turn towards him. Your eyes closed as your lips met his in a soft, comforting kiss. A kiss that was full of apologies and reassurance.

You pull away and smile at the bunny in front of you. "Pomni is growing on you." You say smirking.

He scoffs harshly. "As if. She's just as annoying as the rest of them. I bully her more than I bully Gangle." His arms cross against his chest, like a child being told no.

"Right." You say smirking. "Just keeping things exciting?" You ask him.

He doesn't say anything, just pulling you into another kiss.

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Relaxation is the Best Medication

After preventing the bomb from basically exploding half of the pentagram, it's time for everyone to go home and lick their wounds. You and your husband, Alastor, decide to take care of each other.

Alastor x gn!Reader

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A/n: Hello all and all hello! How are we feeling about the season finale?? Right right. Anyways this fic takes place after everyone saves hell. MAJOR SPOILERS FOR EPISODES 7 AND 8 PLEASE BE WARY. Since a commenter told me that Ace Alastor is canon that is how he will be for all of my fanfics! Although if there is a character you'd like me to write smut about that isn't him please let me know!

I left the readers gender up to you the reader!

Trigger warnings: nonsexual bathing together, nonsexual undressing, blood, some descriptions of wounds, nudity, and mentions of murder. Alastor is a bit out of character but ya know.

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The battle was over. Vox was turned into a tablet by Valention after he tried to destroy half of the pentagram just to kill the Radio Demon, Alastor. Everyone managed to use their own powers to control the machine that was about to explode. Heaven and Hell didn't go to war, and Charlie managed to get Hell to see that redemption is true.

You, after an intense battle with Vox, trying to help out Alastor. Vox managed to call Shock.wav and that dog/shark creature chased Alastor around the city, you went after Vox. You couldn't let him get away. Not after finding out the deal he had made with Alastor. Vox needed to be knocked off his fake pedestal.

He beat you good. It was difficult against him because you weren't as strong as him or Alastor but damn did you put up a fight. Vox did wound you gravely, nearly taking your leg off. You managed to brunt the majority of the attack with your abilities but a large chunk was taken out.

You watch as sinners gather to each other, helping one another. Your vision is fading in and out. You lost a lot of blood. You managed to cauterize your wound but without protective wrap around it, it's still a wound.

A soft hand rests on your shoulder, startling you out of your trance. You hold your weapon up to them but see it's just Vaggie.

"Pretty gnarly gash you got there." She says pushing the weapon down from her face.

Vaggie doesn't look too great either. After taking a few blows from Lute, she's got golden blood scattered here and there on her clothes. She gently pulls the weapon from your hands and wraps your arm around her shoulder, letting you lean on her while she straightens you up the best she can.

"You look pretty beat up yourself." You recount playfully.

She rolls her eyes at your observation but chuckles anyways. Vaggie pulls you along to where the group of hotel members were standing. Charlie, Emily, Husk, Niffty, Cherri, and Baxter are huddled around each other, checking in on one another, like a family.

It makes you smile at the tenderness, but you notice someone missing. Your lover. "Where's Al?" You groan out after putting too much weight on your injured leg.

"Alastor? I'm not sure." Vaggie says making it to the group.

"Y/n! Are you ok!?" Charlie shouts.

Her words vibrate loudly in your head, you may have a concussion. You pull away from Vaggie, your head is spinning trying to find your way to your husband. Your wounded leg gives out and you crash to the ground, knocking the wind out of you.

You hear people around you but their words don't form in your head. They are calling your name, you think at least. The ground is rotating as you slowly push yourself up. The commotion around you seemed to die down which helped the ringing in your ears.

Pulling yourself up more you see two legs in front of you. Red deer like heels. Alastor.

You look up and see your husband. He is holding out his uninjured hand to you. You take in his appearance, how his left arm is severely wounded and the gash on his chest from Adam seemed to be opened again. His face is full of discomfort but he still has the smile planted firmly.

“A-Alastor?” You whisper to yourself. You think your brain is playing tricks on you.

You reach out, grabbing hold of his hand. He pulls you up slowly and allows you to rest on him for support off your leg.

“Oh darling. I hate to see you so injured.” Alastor leads you away from the group.

You shrug. “The wound was worth the battle.” You say confidently but it seems the blood loss is making your words slurred.

You allow Alastor to keep your arm around his shoulder, walking to the hotel. His powers are limited right now and he needed a bit to recharge, so teleporting to the hotel wasn’t an option.

The scene around you was like from a movie. The city’s streets were mostly destroyed because of Shock.wav’s destruction, but you saw demons alike helping others.

Turning around others were following the two of you. Vaggie and Charlie hand in hand while Charlie helped Emily along, her wounded wing dripping in golden blood. You were all going to the hotel, slowly but surely.

After a grueling walk, you finally make it. Alastor leads you to your shared bedroom. He slowly sets you on the bed making sure your leg isn’t too jostled around.

“I think we need a bath.” He says going into the private bathroom.

You hear the faucet running. Warm steam starts to fill the room. When Alastor emerges from the bathroom he’s already got his shirt and pants off. You don’t normally get to see him like this but you take in his body.

He is covered in a soft short fur, a brown/gray color and a few white dots on his back. His deer like legs have a few cuts that make his fur matted with blood. Alastors short tail sticking from his briefs, red fur on top and a grey-white fur on bottom. His red ear flicks as you stare.

“You’re staring.” He says firmly.

You avert your eyes trying not to ruin the moment, a flush covers your cheeks and nose.

“Sorry, I didn’t- I mean I was-, sorry.” You stutter.

His permanent smile softens as he saunters to you. Alastor brushes your hair from your face, his eyes filled with love. He kisses you gently and begins undressing you. He starts with your top, your chest exposing some wounds you didn’t even realized you had. Alastor pulls you up and helps you walk to the bathroom.

After what felt like forever limping to the bathroom, you sit on the edge of the now full large tub, huffing in pain. Alastor was very patient never rushing you, just allowing you to use him for help. He pulls off your pants and undergarments, being careful with the wound on your leg.

You blush at the idea of Alastor seeing you extremely exposed but his face doesn’t change. Just a simple smile.

He grabs the medical kit from under the sink and pulls out what seems to be medical stitching and a needle. Your breath sharpens.

“Breathe my love.” Alastor says firmly, “I have to if you want the wound to heal.”

You nod and he hands you his belt folded in half. You raise your eyebrow at him. “What’s this for?” You ask.

“You’ll need to bite down. It’s going to be very painful without anesthetics.” His tone is serious.

Shit, you think. This is gonna suck.

You put the belt in your mouth before closing your eyes. He hasn’t even started but you feel your eyes welling with tears.

Alastor starts sewing up your wound. The pain is blinding but thankfully for the belt you don’t bite your lip off. He listens to your muffled screams in pain, hurting his heart deeply. When killing his victims he loved hearing their screams of panic and begging to spare their lives, but with you? He wishes to never hear you sound like that again.

Alastor finally finished. You are panting heavily, drool dripping down your chin around the belt. He gently pulls it away and throws it to the side. With your mouth free he presses soft pecks, trying to get you back down to reality.

“You should get in now before the water gets cold, sweetheart.” He says kissing your cheek and helping you slide into the tub.

Alastor pulls off his underwear and gets in with you on the opposite side of the tub. Your legs setting around his hips.

The water is warm and refreshing. The battle from earlier was being washed away, like dirt off your body. You lean your head back it resting on the edge of the tub. Alastor watches you contently scooting down more into the water. His wound on his chest now has his green stitching, and his left arms wound has a faint green glow, like it is slowly healing itself.

After a bit of time, you and Alastor taking turns bathing each other. His soft fur now a bit lighter from the dirt coming off. You get out of the tub first, drying off yourself with a towel. You hear the tub draining and Alastor steps out too, grabbing a fresh towel as well.

You head back to the bedroom, raiding your closet for the softest clothes you have. Finding a matching pajama set you throw it on and climb into bed, the day finally crashing down on you.

You watch Alastor as he puts on some pajamas as well, walking around to the other side of the bed and crawling in next to you. He doesn’t normally like cuddling right away, that happens later on in the sleep, your bodies just naturally gravitate towards each other. You don’t push settling with holding his hand over the covers.

“Thank you.” He says softly.

It almost startles you with how out of character he sounds. Ever since you got to the hotel his voice was almost human, no radio static coating.

“For what?” You ask.

“Defending for me. Going after Vox for me.” He says caressing your knuckles.

You smile but think about how badly you got your ass handed to you. “I don’t think you should thank me. I lost technically.” You chuckle but clearly your ego is bruised.

Alastor pulls your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss. “I will, because I know you tried.”

Your eyes slowly close. “I love you.” You whisper.

You feel him smile against the back of your hand and another kiss. “I love you too.” 

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In Due Time

You and Alastor were married in life and now that both of you are in Hell nothing much else has changed. You stay at the Hazbin Hotel being a body guard of sorts, mainly there for Alastor only, but how would he react to seeing the hotel damaged and you injured?

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A/n: Hello! This is one of my first one-shots I've made! I hope you all enjoy! This is an x reader, with the reader being gender neutral. I am also a big fan of the Ace Alastor fan theory so he is going to mainly be Ace in other of my fanfics about him! Alastor is a bit out of character but I tried my best! Also your relationship is kinda like gomez and morticia, so I hope you enjoy!

Trigger warnings: electrocution, blood, and torture.

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It is a normal, well as normal as it can be in Hell, day. You woke to your bed empty, which was normal but you still reached out missing the warmth of your lover next to you. Alastor never really sleeps, too busy worrying about the hotel, himself, and you. It would be impossible to get him to try to have a full nights sleep, but as long as he cuddles with you from time to time, you both manage.

You were in the lobby sitting at the bar, Husk minding his own business wiping glasses and putting them away. You two have become close in the couple of months being at the hotel. Knowing about his deal with Alastor makes you a little upset but you know that there was nothing you could do to change it.

"Somethin' botherin' you?" He asks, his voice sounding a bit more hungover than normal. You shake your head no resting it on the palm of your hand looking towards the group of demons in the middle of the room.

Charlie and Vaggie are in the lobby talking about heading into town for some.... business? You don't even truly know. Angel Dust has his arms crossed looking eager to join the ladies into town.

A shiver crawls up your spine as the sudden feeling of radio static fills your mind. You smile knowing exactly who's here.

Alastor walks up besides you, a wide smile on his face showing almost every sharp tooth he had in his mouth, but the smile wasn't malicious quite the opposite in fact. He was thrilled to see you.

"Y/n! How lovely you could join us!" He exclaims, claiming you in his arms. His scent is very woodsy with the tiniest hint of copper. You wrap your arms around his waist allowing him to rest his chin on the top of your head.

"I am heading out with Charlie and the others, will you be a dear and watch over the hotel while I'm gone?" The sweetness in his voice makes you melt every time.

"Of course." You respond with no problem at all.

With his smile somehow growing bigger, Alastor plants a kiss on your cheek. "Why thank you darling! Your service will be appreciated!"

"Oh yeah? And how are you gonna show them that?" Angel Dust buts in with the wiggle of his eyebrows and biting his lip seductively.

A loud spike of sound squeaks out of Alastor but he quickly composes himself. "That is none of your business!" He smiles.

You chuckle softly bringing him down to your level and kissing his cheek. "I'll watch the hotel free of charge." You say, saluting to Charlie as she grabs hold of Vaggies arm pulling her out the door. Angel Dust follows after them winking at you and Alastor before closing the door behind him.

"Best be going!" Alastor says planting a kiss on your lips and giving you a tight hug. Before you can even reciprocate he is out the door with a, "Goodbye darling!" thrown behind him.

The hotel is silent with only the sound of Husk continuing his job. "What do you even see in that guy?" He asks seriously but kinda poking fun.

You laugh at his question, "Oh Husker, you'd understand if you were married to him." You say, sticking out your tongue playfully, while the look of utter disgust washes over his face.

"I would get physically ill if I ever did." He says fake gagging which makes you laugh harder.

You and Husk talk for a bit but when the conversation goes light you travel over to the couch, turning on the outdated tv in hopes to find something interesting to watch. A commercial for a service called I.M.P appears but it doesn't distract you enough, you're still bored.

You glance up at the clock and groan. Only 30 minutes have passed since the group had left you to bore yourself to death. Well more death.

You decide to stop laying around and walk around the hotel. Looking at all the new rooms and common areas for other guests and staff to enjoy.

You make it to the library. It's large but not quite as full, some of the shelves don't have books and if they do there are only just few. You slide your finger down one of the spines of a book that caught your eye. This will do.

You head back to the lobby area Husk has moved on from cleaning glasses to rearranging the bottles of alcohol. Settling down with the book in hand and the tv playing a soft sitcom demon show, it's nice. Almost too nice.

Just as you were a quarter of the way in the book the front door, well door and walls around it explode in. Scaring the shit out of you and poor Husk, whose bottles are now broken all over his clean area.

"Alastor~!" A sharp voice rings out.

You groan and roll your eyes. Of course it's Vox. Ever since Alastor appeared back after his... hiatus, Vox has been dead set on trying to kill him or at least start a fight. When you and Alastor go on dates or long walks away from the hotel, Vox managed to get in the way some how. Whether it was sending goons, which Alastor could handle no problem, or showing up himself, it really got on your nerves.

"What do you want Vox?" You ask, clearly annoyed from your spot on the couch.

Vox pauses for a second, blinks at you then glances around after noticing that it was just you and Husk.

"Where's Alastor?" He asks angrily. Sparks flying around his fingers.

"First of all, why would I tell you that, second of all you could've just opened the front door. It was unlocked." You huff, realizing you're gonna have to explain the damages to Charlie.

Vox lets out a groan of frustration before 3 cables shoot out towards you. With your fast reflexes you dodge as the cables lodge themselves into the tv and wall behind you.

"Dude! You're gonna have you pay for that!" You shout hiding, the couch acting as your shield.

"Y/n!" Husk shouts as he uses his magic cards to distract Vox. Smoke explodes from them and he hurls himself over the couch next to you.

"What's his fuckin' deal!?" Husk shouts. Electrical coughing can be heard from the tv headed man as the smoke clears.

A crash can be heard as Vox practically destroys the place looking for you, and maybe Alastor. You grab hold of Husk by his scruff and pull him towards the gaping hole in the wall.

"Found you!" A shrill is let out as cords wrap around you and Husk. You squirm at the sudden tightness around your body trying to wiggle out or break free, neither seem to be working. Husk is doing the same thing except his wings are being bent at odd angles, painfully. The cords squeeze tighter, and Husk lets out a yell of pain.

"Alright stop!" You shout at the man holding you captive. "Let him go and I'll tell you." Your eyebrows furrow as the tv screen steps closer to your face.

Vox laughs in your face. "You seriously gonna tell me? Or am I gonna have to kill this guy to get a straight answer out of you?" His question his full of venom.

You glance over at Husk, his face contorting in pain but shaking his head no.

"Times up!" Vox laugh maniacally as a sudden shock fills your body.

The pain is blinding and the velocity of the shock shakes your body compulsively. It feels like eternity before the shock finally stops. You hang your head panting heavily, drool dripping from your mouth.

Vox grabs your chin and forces your head up. "Let's try this again. Where's Alastor?" His left eye now warping as he tries to hypnotize you.

Squeezing your eyes shut and you manage to turn your head away but it temporarily disoriented you after your pretty painful shock. Vox doesn't take to kindly to this.

As he sends another wave of electrocution into your body he is distracted by the torture, he doesn't realize his grip of Husk loosened and he managed to get out.

What is Alastor doing? You think as your vision fades to black

Alastor is walking closely behind the group in front of him. Vaggie is carrying some bags for Charlie, while Angel Dust is carrying some of his own. This town trip has been very boring for the Radio Demon. The least Charlie could do was let him kill SOMETHING, but no. Not a good image for the hotel. Fine.

As they head into what seems to be the 5th store they have gone in today, Alastor decides he'll stand outside. Watching the city be hellish. Imp and succubi walking and showing too much skin. A murder happen next to him, he had to side step to make sure no blood got on his clothes, or else he'd have to break Morningstars no killing.

He misses you. All he can think of is when he can get back to his love at the hotel. Charlie steps out with the other two following in step behind her.

"Alastor?" She asks, "Something on your mind?"

Alastors annoyed grin stays, "Yes well, I am simply missing my partner is all."

"They are literally back at the hotel." Angel Dust says in disbelief.

An annoyed groan leaves Alastors throat.

Before he could respond an explosion rattles the street. Everyone covers their heads in order to protect themselves from fly debris, but Alastor doesn't move, his smile unfaltering but simply closing his eyes. When he opens he sees where that explosion came from.

The hotel. Y/n.

"Holy shit!" Angel Dust shouts. "That came from the hotel!"

Charlie, Vaggie and Angel Dust take off into a dead sprint towards the hotel while Alastor slips into the shadows it will be faster to get to you.

Back to you. Well your mostly conscious body you.

Vox was growing tired of the excessive torture. Blood drips down your nose, coating your lips in a tint. At least Husk managed to get away, you think.

"Vox! What in satans name are you doing to my partner?" An almost too happy voice rings in your ears. Alastor.

"There you are old fuck! I came here to kill you!" Vox shouts throwing your body to the side.

Charlie, Vaggie and Angel Dust managed to reach the hotel just as Vox aimed his attacks towards Alastor. Everyone jumps out of the way but Alastor just simply fades out into the shadows.

Where your body landed Husk was cowering in a corner, trying to hid from the tv demon but also not knowing how to go get help. He crawls over to you shaking you. "Y/n! Get up!" He shouts.

Alastor and Vox begin their little fight but Alastor has a bit more malicious intent then all the other times. Vox hurt you, so now he really needs to hurt Vox.

Alastors inky shadow tendrils wrap around Vox's leg before slamming into the ground, creating a crater and then flinging him into the city. He laugh maniacally as he watched Vox's body crash into a building, knowing he had won for now.

"Alastor!" Charlie shouts at the radio demon

She is holding your head in her lap as the blood flowed down both nostrils. Alastor quickly heads over to your body, his smile is still there but it's full of pain and panic. He holds your head in his hands shaking.

"Y/n?" He calls out softly.

You twitch and open your eyes, they are bloodshot. "Al?" You call out.

Alastor lets out a choke noise as he pulls you close, kissing your face and neck.

You let out a soft chuckle at the flutters of kisses. "Is he gone?" You ask.

Everyone nods as Alastor pulls you close resting your head on his shoulder and caging you in his arms.

"He is gone for now but if he dares to lay another finger on you, I will cut all of his off." Alastor makes a promise to you.

Charlie looks around at the damages and scratches her head. Vaggie pulls her along listening to her rant about how to fix the damages. Angel Dust found Husk and looking over him and his wounds while the cat bats away his hands.

Alastor kisses you softly but deep. It's a kiss you don't normally get from the man but you intend to enjoy it every time you do.

"I'll be alright, honey." You say wiping the blood on your face with the back of your hand, smudging it.

"In due time." Alastor says picking you up bridal style and walking towards your shared bedroom.

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