RULES + INFO : I currently write for these fandoms : Helluva Boss and Hazbim Hotel. I’m open to others! Just specify in your request, and I’ll look at it. All of my work on this account is SFW. Please don't request anything NSFW unless it's on my NSFW account. I write both romantic and platonic concepts with characters.
This is mainly a reader insert blog, but I don't mind being writing character x character fics if it's requested.
The soft hum of radio static echoed in the lobby of the hotel, leaving a calming sensation that made you feel a sense of comfort as you laid on the couch, getting your wounds tended to. Alastor, your significant other who also happened to be one of the other Overlords in Hell, was tending to your injuries, putting bandages and alcohol to your cuts.
All you could do as he scolded you while dabbing the alcohol-soaked rag over your cuts was whine at the painful stinging sensation. You had gotten yourself into a scuffle with some sinners while going out for your weekly run of getting groceries, earning you a few cuts and bruises.
Luckily, his shadow tasked with having to watch you, practically bound to you ! Just thinking about the argument you had with the sinners before being beaten up made you groan, which caught Alastors attention. He pulled the alcohol soaked rag away from the one of many gashes you had received.
You could tell by his expression that he was a bit irritated with you, from the way his smile sharpened and his eyes glowed brighter, a sign that he wasn't exactly happy with you right now.
" I thought I told you to be careful during your errands for Charlie. " He said, voice low as he began to put bandages over your cuts, the white cotton strips sticking to the dried blood around the wounds. Oh, what the Overlord would do to those sinners who laid their hands on you if he could. The need to keep you by his side as much as possible was too tempting to not take advantage of.
He'd even had his shadow bring the lowlifes to him, and he'd rip them apart, limb by limb, broadcasting their screams and desperate pleads all across Hell. A perfect show, one he wouldn't let his dear beloved partake in.
" I tried. It's not like I was the one who started it anyway.. "
You responded, watching as he put a bandage over the large cut on your shoulder, the cotton pressing against the wound as he wrapped it in a roll. Alastor's eyes widened before going back to their normal appearance, his constant smile remaining. He nearly found it humorous how his shadow told him otherwise.
" Oh really? "
His voice was a bit higher in pitch, as if he was teasing you. Alastor was finished tending to your wounds and took a step back, hands on his hips as he looked down at you. You gave him a nod, and he just chuckled, amused by the completely different story his lover was telling him.
" So, it wasn't you who threw your bags at them? Or, maybe... it was the sinners who had attacked you that had thrown the items at themselves, dearest? "
The radio static in his voice became a bit distorted, making you swallow the nervous lump in your throat. You couldn't tell if he was irritated or just messing with you... Something was making you drift to the first option, though.
" They knocked over my entire basket ' by accident. ' How do you knock over a basket, full of groceries, not intentionally? " You began to rant about the encounter. Alastor's ears twitched as you explained what had happened, finding the entire ordeal rather comical.
" Then, they kept mocking me. One of them had the nerve to call me a ' whore ' of all things! The FUCK did I ever do to any of them?! "
The Radio Demon, as they call him, listened to your story, watching as your expression switched between different emotions. It was almost adorable, seeing you get so angry over something as simple as a verbal insult, one that could easily be thrown back at the sinner.
" Oh? Did they, now? " He questioned, watching as you nodded. You were sitting up on the couch now, legs crossed over each other and arms folded across your chest. The demon's gaze turned to the shadow he possessed, waiting to get a signal that you were actually telling the truth.
He could trust his beloved, but sometimes you didn't think to tell him everything, or sometimes you'd lie to him in order to avoid getting in trouble. His shadow confirmed your story, nodding towards him before slowly fading away into the shadows. Alastor looked back at you, tilting his head. He could feel his smile widen, eyes looking down at you as you complained about the sinners who attacked you.
" Darling. "
You were cut off, eyes widening. His voice was soft, gentle, yet had a hint of static in it. Alastor leaned over you, putting his arms underneath your form and picking you up in a way that made your arms instinctively wrap around his neck for support before stinging at the sharp movement due to your injuries.
He stood firmly, holding you up against him, the two of you making eye contact. The Radio Demon's eyes were narrowed, a glint of mischief and amusement in them. The sudden silence that engulfed the two of you made you realize how loud you were.
" It's always entertaining to see the shenanigans that you manage to get yourself into. You know, it makes me feel better about how protective I am of you, ma très chère. "
ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ : Alastor is one... particular sinner. Even with the Radio Host being a murderer behind closed doors in the olden days, he still is your husband. On Earth and in Hell. What if the Radio Demon's partner, specifically his wife, gets unintentionally introduced the entire of the Hazbin Hotel's staff?
When the rest of the hotel staff found out that Alastor had a significant other, a wife, to be exact, was a massive shock. Everyone had a hunch that the Radio Demon, the man who slaughtered and ate the souls of his victims through his time in hell. It almost made Alastor burst into laughter from their reaction when he first mentioned his wife.
He usually never led any of his associates about his private life, being the usual for him. The conversation only began due to Mimzy's comment about the two when telling Angel Dust and Husk more about Alastor during her stay at the hotel.
This led to Alastor having to fess up about the rumor, not being able to push the topic away for the next week or so.
Alastor always made sure to spend time with you when he wasn't working with Charlie or getting help with collecting souls from Rosie. He would always come to your estate and give you his undivided attention. This was until Charlie was able to get your contact information and sent you a letter and invitation to her hotel.
You had no problem with attending the hotel and helping the Princess of Hell. It was a huge surprise to Alastor when he found you talking to Husk at his usual spot at the bar.
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Alastor eyes diverted away from Vaggie, seeing a patron with a familiar pearl necklace that shimmered in the light. His mind wandered off to the inconsistent blabbering of Vaggie and off to the strangers' conversation with one of his coworkers.
Waiting until the moth demon's words to come to a halt, Alastor excused himself to greet the patron. He took a few steps, his hands behind his back, and a grin plastered on his face.
" What a surprise! (Y/N) darling, what brings you here today? You're not usually out and about this early! " His gaze went over to Husk for a split second, seeing the feline move over to assist another sinner, not wanting to get in the way between the two of you.
Don't get Alastor wrong, he was thrilled to see you but why were you at the hotel? Knowing you throughout a good chunk of your life, he never seen you as the type to seek redemption for your purposeful misdeeds.
Sitting down on the chair next to you before putting his staff on his lap, he listened to whatever your reasoning was to coming over to the Hazbin Hotel.
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Alastor showed you off like one of his prized possessions to the rest of the staff, complementing and bragging about how beautiful and intelligent you were. He was so protective of you throughout your visit at the hotel, making sure none of the low-life sinners around the two of you would think of doing anything besides even looking at you.
You saw some familiar faces such as Husk, Nifty, and even Angel. As much as Alastor tried to get you away from new age technology, it always came back right at him. It's not like he could keep your curious eyes away from all of the massive TVs that were scattered across Hell.
Charlie was more than happy to see you, literally jumping on the heels of her feet when you introduced yourself to Vaggie and her. She would explain all of her ideas about the hotel to you, even drag you around to show you the whole place. You could tell she was passionate about the idea of helping sinners become better people.
Angel Dust... was another story.
The second he laid his eyes on you, he would ask you so many questions about you and the Radio Demon, which Alastor would shut down immediately.
The only thing he could ever answer was what he liked about you.
Alastor was a bit... territorial about his relationship with you. The way Angel would try to get to you pissed him off. Alastor didn't care that you and Angel were both adults. You were his wife, and Alastor would fight anyone that tried to take you away from him.
It did make him irritated when the two of you became close, mainly due to your motherly nature. You had a way with people, making them feel like they could trust you. Even when Alastor didn't approve, you would still give a piece of your mind to the radio demon, and he couldn't be more in love with you.
When Angel was having a rough time with Valentino, you were the first person he went to. You listened to everything he said, no judgment. You would be there whenever he needed someone to talk to. It made Alastor upset, but it was all because he was afraid he would lose you to someone else.
Alastor will still try his hardest to keep your relationship as private as possible. But there are always times when he can't help himself and wants the entire world to know who he belongs to.
Alastor is not fond of PDA, especially in public, but it doesn't mean he won't make exceptions. He will wrap an arm around your waist or shoulders when you two are walking. You would lean into his side, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Even with your husband's possessiveness and his territorial nature, you can't help but love the man. You didn't even care about his cannibalistic nature and how he had no problem with killing and eating people. That never really bothered you.
He was different, a monster, but also the love of your life.
I'm finally back from my unannounced hiatus again. The requests are open like always. I also will be updating the style of my account, along as writing for Hazbin Hotel characters since the show has finally come out !
This place reeks of death, there's a chill in the air
And I barely escaped being killed by a hair
"Great Alastor Altruist died for his friends"
Sorry to disappoint, that is not where this ends
I'm hungry for freedom like never before
The constraints of my deal surely have a back door
Once I figure out how to unclip my wings
Guess who will be pulling all the strings!
NAH I JUST THOUGHT OF THE BEST ANGST I'VE COME UP WITH IN LIKE...A YEAR. QUITE LITERALLY CAME TO ME IN A DREAM.
Okay, so yknow that half imp half succubus teen reader request? This could happen around a week or two after the other request? Idk the timeline doesn't really matter. It's literally kinda just the same reader from that request btw
BUT basically reader tries to get back in contact with their mother and when they finally do. Their mother kinda shuts them down? Saying she has her own responsibilitys and it'd be much more convient for her if they just stayed with blitz. They come back home and just kinda lock themselves in their room for a bit.
Now the actual kinda oneshot starts when reader eventually comes out for food beacause they do need to eat and all that. Blitz kinda just sits them down and subtly tries to ask them why they're upset while they eat whatever they themselves. Reader kinda just ignores him.for a bit and then jusy tells him in very simple terms. Blitzo tries to do some comforting aka mild attempt at parenting shenanigans. Reader ignores him again. Just kinda thanks him for the food and slinks back into their room. So basically just very very very mild bonding. Tbh this was supposed to be angstier but I think this works better so
' Hey again , ANON ! I know I'm really REALLY late to this request . I've finally found an adequate upload schedule for posting . I don't know if you're still waiting for this oneshot or not, but thank you for your patience .
Please DM if you are the person who requested this along with the other oneshot ( if you're fine with doing so ! )
Do you take requests? If so I have an interesting idea. You are a young child who was abandoned by both parents because neither wanted anything to do with you because you are half imp half goetia and Stolas takes you in after you end up knocking on his door because you wanted to ask for food
Stolas has always made sure to try and be the best father he could be for Octavia. Even through all of the ups and downs the two have had, he always makes sure to put her needs above everything else.
Even with the arguments that he had with her mother. The same could be said for a tiny imp who was found wandering around his palace. His guards found you outside one night and brought you in, immediately taking you to Stolas to decide what to do with you.
He had his suspicions on how you managed to find your way into his palace.
To be completely honest, he was astonished at how you could get past his guards without them catching you. That alone impressed him. Not many can do that, especially not an imp like you.
He saw that you were wearing a red coat and pants that were a little dirty from what he could tell. And it looked like they were torn and ripped as well. You also looked extremely malnourished.
'How long were you out there by yourself?'
He thought to himself.
Stolas called off his guards and dismissed them, telling them that they could leave the room now. The two of you began to talk about where you came from and how you got there. It seemed like you had no idea how to answer that, so he figured that he could just let you stay here for the night.
He found out that you had come inside for shelter and food. You explained how your parents abandoned you and that you've been on your own for a while. You were able to take care of yourself, and you knew your way around.
But it still worried him about how you were surviving, considering you looked malnourished and the clothes that you had on were torn and dirty. He didn't know if he should take you in or not, but after taking a glance at you and your state, he felt his heart tug.
You were just a kid.
How could anyone just leave you out in the world by yourself? Especially in hell in the dead of night. With a soft smile, he offered you a place in his home. Or at least for the night. Thankfully, you caused little to no trouble. Although you were hesitant, you still took the offer and went with him.
Once the two of you made it back to his room, he got you some new clothes and had the servants bathe you. Octavia would play with you a lot while he was working and you would keep her company while she was watching TV.
The two of you would lie down on her bed, and both of you connected with Octavia's wired headphones while you guys listened to rock music. She will even let you use her phone to play games, which eventually led to Stolas getting you a tablet of your very own.
Octavia would spend a large chunk of her time bonding with you, understanding the feeling of being all alone. When Stolas and Stella would argue near you two, she would take you out of the room with her or give you headphones to block out the noise.
You did realize a pattern with your new parents whenever they argued. It was almost always about Stolas's status, money, or an imp. You've seen the imp around the palace a majority of the time. He would always be running around, trying to find a place to hide or trying to escape.
He would stare at you before quickly going back to his task of finding a way out of the labyrinth, which was Stolas's large ass palace.
You didn't care for the imp that would come around. You didn't like him. Stolas had noticed this when the imp would try and talk to you when he would have the chance, but you wouldn't say a word.
You just stayed away from him, and if he ever did try to approach you, you would glare at him or turn away. Blitzo would try to bond with you and Octavia when Stella's out of the picture, but the two of them didn't care.
It took Octavia a while to warm up to the bad-mouthed and immature imp, so it would take some time for you to warm up to him.
But once you did ( which took a while ), you and Blitzo were attached at the hip. Wherever he went, you followed. Wherever you went, he followed. Stolas thought it was sweet, seeing how close you two have gotten over time.
Blitzo had taken a liking to you, and you did to him. He found out that you like horses, just like himself. This led to him taking you horse riding and with the help of stealing Stolas's credit card, he would even buy you a horse.
He also loved drawing with you. Blitzo would bring your drawings to work with him and pin them up on his whiteboard. Loona, his receptionist and daughter, thought that they were cute. Stolas would look at the drawings on his board and smile. He thought it was adorable, and it was the least Blitzo could do.
Stolas finally felt complete after so long. His life had been empty for so many years. The failing divorce between him and his arranged wife, the feelings he felt for Blitzo, and the relationship between him and his daughter became worse.
It was a never-ending cycle of misery for him. But, with your arrival, his life started to get better. It was like all the pain he endured, all the sadness he felt, and all the loneliness he had gone away.
It's not every day that he's able to find a random child in the middle of the night, wandering around his home and looking for shelter and food anyway.
