Prompt: You went off early in the morning thinking you'll be back before Alastor wakes up. Too bad for you though...
Word count: 270+
a/n: hey yall, im just warming up for cannibal again, since its already been a year now 😭 i miss writing, i will also make a new taglist soon so just watch out for that :D pls enjoy!
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“And where have you been this morning?”
Alastor asks you this as he’s got you pinned to the wall. One arm over your head and the other sliding over your chin to your neck with an obsessive glint in his eyes.
You couldn’t help your lips quiver in excitement as your eyes turned into red hearts, your hand placed on Alastor’s chest weakly, as your heart thumped in your ears loudly with deep breaths.
“I- uh- uhm..” you barely let out looking into his red eyes unable to focus as he leans into you closer.
“I’ve been looking for you all morning, you haven’t left me a single note of where you’ve been. I don’t appreciate that, sweetheart,” he whispers leaning into your ear and biting it with his sharp fangs.
You lost the feelings in your legs as you slumped to the wall and Alastor pressing his body on you, keeping you there despite your legs giving up on you with his hands now on your waist.
“I won’t leave you be without you giving me an answer,” he says moving closer to your neck now, grazing over the skin.
The moment you felt his hot mouth and his harm tongue on you, you’ve fully combusted by then. Your eyes into swirls as you were put into a daze from the sudden affection on you while he held you his arms fully expecting this kind of reaction from you.
“Oopsie daisy,” he says, a bit too joyfully as he picks you up to your usual bridal style, “but I‘ve missed you far too much to just let you go anywhere now.”
Idk why but what if cc!reader saw Alastor in this scene in episode 4?
Strawberries and Cigarettes
a/n: well, its not exactly this scene but.. yk.. in the 1:10 mark into the episode 👁️👁️ i mighhht make a continuation into yall being prisoners by vox but that'll have to wait when we find out what happens next
warnings: oh btw, slightly nsfw
word count: 560+
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You were on your way to Alastor's room after using the kitchen in the brand-new hotel that they constructed, it was better than the one before. They probably upgraded it as well with you in mind. It was a simple light breakfast for him to enjoy, strawberry spread on toast and coffee, just the way he likes it.
You gave four knocks on Alastor's door before entering. After living with him for so long, you've always just announced your entry with just 4 knocks and not needing much permission to enter, especially since it was you.
However, you weren't prepared for the sight your eyes feasted on. Alastor standing in front of his vanity, chest bare for you to see. Smoke dissipating from his lips as he sighs, leaning down to take the glass of rum. His eyes subtly shoot to your reflection in the mirror then motioning you to come forward as his shadow leads you to him.
He takes in another breath from the cigarette and blows it onto your face, quite sexily if I may add. You heart was already drumming even before he traces his thumb over your bottom lip that you didn't know was bleeding from you biting it too hard. It was unconscious, mostly to stop yourself from drooling over yourself.
it didn't help your case when he dragged his tongue over your bleeding lip. The smell of the tobacco and alcohol hit you, along with his deep tantalizing stare. Unbeknownst to you that the tray you carried with you was placed on the vanity table, only realizing so when you were holding onto the clothes on his chest. Avoiding the huge gash on it that was stitched together by his strings.
Your breaths shook as you looked at him as his licked his lips with his tongue that was stained with your blood was too arousing. This was what you’ve been dreaming of. Slowly and slowly drowning into him. He smirks at your expression, fully knowing what’s running in your little brain.
“Sir Alastor,” you whimper, begging him for more attention.
He merely maintains his expression, very amused with you. He holds your lower back with his free hand as he leans back on the vanity and puts out his cigarette. Eating his toast while you were in tears from his teasing. You knew you were done. That was as much as he could give you until he reels you back in again. You couldn't help but cry in your heart.
“So, tell me what’s happening downstairs,” he asks a report as he finishes his first toast.
“Well,” you say recounting while you leaned on his shoulder clingily tears still in your eyes, “Charlie is going to Vox’s company, and she brought Niffty with her.”
He hums as he takes you and his cup of coffee to the common room where Angel, Cherri and Lucifer were. Lucifer already berating Alastor before he could even take a seat. Seeing Alastor visibly irked even while standing behind him made you feel hostile towards the blonde, it didn't matter even if he was the king of hell. Your eyes flitted between them containing yourself from pouncing on the former angel as he continued his one-sided fight.
“That’s it! Fuck this, I quit,” he announces walking away, of course not before pettily bumping Lucifer’s mug spilling it’ s contents on him.
You waved Angel goodbye briefly before scuttling back to Alastor's side and giving Lucifer a glare.
Prompt: Rosie and Alastor reveal their contract to you, and you ask a favor from Rosie...
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"Yes, Dear. I own your Sir Alastor's soul," Rosie explains with a very bright and eerie smile.
You were absolutely stun locked as you looked at her with your normal smiling features frozen perfectly in place.
Today was just another day for you and Alastor. He invited you to visit Rosie today, but you didn't expect the absolute bombshell that would be dropped on your head this early in the day.
"I think you broke her," Alastor comments mildly amused with his hand under his chin while he looked at your side profile as you were standing beside him.
"I- I must apologize. I just didn't expect that Miss Rosie would be Sir Alastor's contractor," you answer shakily even after taking a deep breath.
Rosie gives her signature smile and stands in front of you. She takes your hands in hers and explains, "The deal was made well before Alastor died. He summoned me using a ritual which allowed him to contact me here to make a deal. I promised him the power he desired to have fun here in hell in exchange for his own soul."
You slowly nod grasping what she was telling you. You look at her hollow eyes with a little devious thought and carefully whispered, "So, Miss Rosie... You wouldn't happen to have Sir Alastor's portrait when he was human would you?
Alastor's eyes widen not expecting you to ask Rosie something so audacious that his eyes couldn't help but dart to hers. She looked at you shocked briefly before laughing boisterously leaning against you for support. You weren't even phased when all you could think of was imagining what Alastor looked like when he was still alive.
"Please Miss Rosie," you begged her with pretty eyes and batter your lashes at her with a little pout on your lips.
Alastor watched your exchange. Him unconsciously flicking his ear admiring your features right now. It's an expression he loves on you.
Rosie beams and pinches your cheek like an aunt would and replied, "Of course, sweetie."
She flicks her wrist and summons a picture frame with a dim golden glow. She hands it to you while you took it excitedly and gave her a big hug. You had the picture frame pressed against your chest before slowly unveiling the image.
You couldn't help but squeal and fall to your knees as you looked at your master's adorable face.
"Sir Alastor looks so handsome!" you cried sobbing into the picture.
Alastor couldn't help but feel embarrassed because of you. He couldn't decipher whether it was because his face was exposed by Rosie herself or because of your display. His ears flickered back and forth before telling you off,
"(Name) pull yourself together before I do it myself."
"Good morning, Sir!~ I've brought you breakfast! Today's menu is Venison meat cooked rare and a tasteful venison pie! I--.."
Your body freezes when you see Alastor with his back to you when you enter the room. You immediately notice his hair tied up into little ponytail that made your heart squeeze and stop for a few minutes. It was unclear if you we're very smitten by the look or if you were suffering from a heart attack.
"You were saying, (y/n)?" he asks finally facing you with a smug look on his face, enjoying your dumbfounded and flustered look.
(by @bean00ll i love them, i love the art)
"Sir Alastor! You look very dashing as always!" you screamed, eyes automatically shaping into hearts when you see him, gripping on the tray harder for dear life as you were mesmerized by his looks.
He chuckles at your love-struck eyes, softly which only made your knees weak almost buckling under you.
He reaches for your waist first keeping you steady, and then takes the tray in his hands, keeping his eyes on yours. While you kept your hands clasped together respecting your boundaries with him in fear that it would end this wonderful dream. He sits you on a chair while he serves the food on the table thereafter, he sits in front of you summoning a pair of plates and utensils.
"I'm feeling quite generous today, so how about we share a meal together? Just you and I," he says conclusively and seductively which you nodded your head to feverishly.
ermm ermmm ,,,,, , cannibal!reader has like a sad past right (i saw u mention they were abused hence the obsession w approval) ,, well okay what if the hotel residents found out? like ... idk one of reader’s parents shows up at the hotel ... idk , honestly i just really love how you write cannibal reader theyre wildly silly
Crazy for you!
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a/n: AWWW THANK YOU SO MUCHHH they/she is indeed very silly, i most of my inspo from myself and other fans of alastor and their reactions lmao. ive been stuck on one fanfic for days i gave up today and words just flowed for cannibal chef reader, i can't--. also plsplspls if you find any of this triggering pls turn back, i want all of you to be in a safe space.
warnings: abusive mother, shaming choice of clothing, weight shaming, typical asian behavior of 'be a doctor or lawyer' but rudeness level maxed out, being called ungrateful, useless etcetc
DISCLAIMER: Any scenarios are entirely fictional and have no direct relation to any person and taken from behaviours I see, read or hear from. Thank you.
word count: 1292
You, Alastor, Niffty, Husk, Angel and Sir Pentious got together and were enjoying a lazy weekend just lounging around the parlor just enjoying each other's company and talking amongst each other. The lot of them fitting on the couch and the floor. You stood beside Alastor sitting on a chair by himself drinking his coffee indulging himself in a casual conversation.
You all turn your heads when the door opens expecting to see Vaggie and Charlie, preparing to greet them and get them to join you all. However, they stop in themselves from doing so when they see the both of them touring a person in.
Your constant smile drops at the sight of her. You immediately recognize the face and voice making you slowly and quietly hid behind the chair Alastor making yourself small as to not catch their attention. Alastor, of course, notices this action and raises his eyebrow.
"And this is Angel and Sir Pentious our other guest, Niffty our cleaning maid and Husk our bartender. Alastor here is the host of the hotel, he's the who supported all our endeavors!" Charlie states.
"Oh! Isn't that the Radio Demon? Dear it is him! I'm a big fan of yours," your mother mooches at Alastor earning a displeased static sound from him when she abruptly shook his hand without his permission.
"Alastor, where's (y/n)? Aren't they always with you?" Charlie asks making you cringe as you cautiously walk towards them.
"(Y/n)? Is that you?" your mother asks in disbelief before enveloping you in a hug, which made you sick to your stomach. "Oh gosh! It's been years! Look at you! You look so skanky with that clothing. You also look like you've gained weight. I told you not to go to culinary school and be a doctor or lawyer instead. You look so fat now, probably from all that meat you're eating. You should've gone vegan look how your Aunt Karen slimmed down, she's been going around and teaching, crazy bitch. Anyway, take my luggage to my room, I need to talk to everyone here. Good? Great."
You tried to get a word in with dejected eyes but lose your voice when she gives you harsh glare. You sigh and take her bags and answered, "Yes mother."
Without you noticing, all the others went deathly silent as they watch you look so sad. Your almost permanent smile disappeared from your face making them surprised and worried. You always smiled around them, mimicking Alastor's grin that was plastered on your face. Sure, they've seen you drop the smile when you were separated with Alastor before but eventually you opened up to them and was seen constantly socializing and smiling around them making them feel relieved being the youngest of all of them, but they never seen you look so sad before. Coupled with the backhanded comments made by your mother, they couldn't help but feel hostile.
Indeed, you were crazy and a bit of a monster, but you were the sweetest most thoughtful thing that ever happened to them. Any occasion was prepared by you ranging from the Hotel's Anniversary, Birthdays and even as miniscule as just a mission accomplished on their rehabilitation program. This encouraged everyone to do better with how much faith you put in them. (That and your cooking is so out of this world that even Angel would dial his drug intake from a 15 to a 13 for a treat.)
So, when your sweet and genuine smile faded, they glared at the perpetrator that made you react so drastically. However, in respect for Charlie they held their tongue first.
"Sooo, what's your relationship with (y/n)?" Charlie asks trying to be polite despite the tense atmosphere.
"Oh, her? She's my daughter. Ungrateful little wench, I took care of her her whole life and the thanks I get is her running away home. Next thing I know she's in a boarding school for taking culinary classes. Where'd that bitch even get that money, she should've paid everything he owed to us first! Her parents! Say, can you make me a drink Whiskers? Just thinking of that bitch makes my head hurt. Make it snappy," she orders around slumping onto a vacant seat making herself very at home.
"Don't call me Whiskers, only my friends get to call me that. And I ain't taking shit from you," Husker replies turning his back at her.
She gasps dramatically and yells, "You call this hospitality?!"
She stands up trying to reach Husk, Angel stands in between them along with Pentious and Niffty before a black tendril shoots out from the ground wrapping around her.
"This is where I draw the line," Vaggie growls pointing her spear at your mother.
"What? You actually like that girl? Pft, what the fuck's that all about. She's ungrateful and good for nothing. You actually like someone as useless as her?" your mother laughs at the protective group, her eyes widen as she sees Charlie change into her demon form.
Alastor gently pushes her behind him stopping her in her tracks. He says, "I'll handle this. This obviously concerns my closest companion so this will fall into my hands."
Your mother scrutinizes him finding his tone and gesture quite odd then her eyes lighten up in recognition. She laughs at him and yells, "You can't be serious! You like that--"
She gets cut off as the tendril wraps around her mouth and drags you in his shadow, ceasing her muffled screams. As soon as she disappears, you come down finding all of them but your mom.
"Where's my mom?"
"Sheeee changed her mind! Yeah! She told us that she had something to do," Charlie lies between her teeth with an anxious look in her eyes making Vaggie elbow her despite her doing the same.
"Oh, I see," you say still not smiling, "Will she come back? Her things are still here."
"Nah. She ain't comin' back, sweet cheeks. She's got better shit to do apparently and wanted us to drop off her stuff on an address," Angel casually lies beckoning her to sit with them petting your head after.
Husk nudges Pentious making him confused for a while before getting the message, answering, " Y-yes! I will do it right now. Eggbois! Take the woman's things outside the hotel!"
While the little eggs tottered to do their master's bidding your eyes slowly light up but not fully their yet.
"Look kid, we won't prod into your business but know if you ever need someone to talk to, you've got a bartender right here," Husk jokes with a grin holding onto his suspenders in a pose making you slightly giggle.
"Hey, hey you got us too!" Angel, Charlie, Niffty and Pentious (that got back from telling them to throw the old bat's shit into the garbage) joined in earning a smile from Vaggie and Alastor.
After you felt better, you called in for the day and left to your rooms. After escorting Alastor to his room he snags you inside then comes in close before petting your head tenderly.
You look at him surprised, although without your normal heart eyes that you give him, confused at his actions.
He brushes his fingers against your cheek electrifying you and states, "Whenever you get into trouble, tell me. I'll handle it myself, after all you are mine."
Your eyes shape into hearts, legs turning into jelly, heart beating faster and faster by the millisecond, trying to comprehend the weight of his words and engraving them into your brain.
"Understood?" he asks pleased with your reaction.
"Yes, Sir~" you breathed out finding yourself flushed red, breath hot and heavily.
Pleasure to meet you!
Cannibal Overlord! Reader x Alastor [cannibal chef! Reader Spin-Off]
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a/n: tadaaaaa~ new banners. unwindingggg ive been using too many formal words frying my brain
"Hello?" Vaggie answers the telephone drily causing the others look at her.
"Who'sat?" Angels slurs.
"It's for you," she passes the phone to Alastor.
"Hello!"
"Alastor! Darling! Where are you?!"
"Madam! I'm currently at the Hazbin Hotel. I've been meaning to call you for a while but was unable to--"
"OH ALASTOR, SWEETHEART! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! YOU LEFT WITHOUT A TRACE I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD," you screamed hugging him and peppering his face with kisses.
The others looked at your flabbergasted. One, how did you get here so fast. Two, you knew Alastor? and Three, WHY THE HELL WHERE YOU KISSING THE SHIT OUTTA HIM?!
"Well, we are dead, madam," he answers without much resistance towards your affectionate behavior. I think he went on for 7 years too long without them.
You pinch his cheek for his smart retort and finally set your eyes on the princess and apologize, "I'm sorry for the sudden visit but when I heard my Alastor here finally came back. I couldn't help but rush to meet him. I'm (Y/n) by the way, pleasure to meet you!"
All of them (aside for Angel) looked at you like you were some sort of mythical being making you tilt your head. "Why? Is there something on my face? Do I have something stuck between my teeth?" you ask then asking Alastor beside you.
"Nothing at all. I think they're more concerned of the fact that you're here, Madam," he replies not even bothering to wipe your lipstick marks on his face.
"You're the Cannibal Chef Overlord! I- uh- it's nice to meet you in person!" Charlie greets recovering from her shock.
"Oh, the pleasure is all mine! Meeting the princess and all is no simple occasion! Alastor, be a dear and call the restaurant to prepare something for us and let them bring it here. We should celebrate!" you announce joyously.
"As you wish," he replies before snapping his fingers and a few moments later the doorbell rang.
NIffty opened it, only to be shoved to the side as your staff to prepare the wares and food in the middle of the room.
"Now, tell me. How are you? Where you've been? I expect a full report on your situation. You disappeared without a word. I though you were running away from me," you ask mood getting dangerous with the glint in your eyes.
"Of course not! Just caught up with some matter is all," he explains.
You gave him a toothy smile and answered, "Good. Everyone! Please dig in! I didn't know your preference so please help yourselves to anything!"
OMGOMGOMGOMG HOW WOULD CHIEF CANNIBAL READER X ALASTOR REACT TO CHARLIE DAD COMING TO THE HOTEL
Love Rival??
A/N: POLLING IT RN, ARE WE MAKING THEM THE OFFICIAL RIVALS??? AND ALSO DO WE DESERVE A KISS? CUZ THIS CHAPTER IS THE CLOSEST WE WILL EVER GET TO INTIMACY
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The day finally came when Lucifer, Charlie's dad, would come to the hotel. So, out of consideration for your friend, you hosted a dinner party to leave a good impression on Hell's King himself.
So, you busied yourself in the kitchen for the past hour trying to whip up as much and as fast as you could, given the limited time you had been offered.
Everyone was gathered as they would on any regular day since you had started preparing breakfast. However, today they brought a little bit of... class~. They wore their best outfits seeing how special this event started to be and wore suits and dresses to dinner.
After everyone was present and settled themselves down. You appear before them donned in your chef's uniform, an apron wrapped around your waist stained with sauces and your hair curled, tied into a bun inside a hairnet. You introduce each dish that was placed down in front of them by Alastor's shadow puppets.
"Ooh! This pasta are incredible! Compliments to the chef!" Lucifer exclaims lifting his head and grinning at you.
"Oh, thank you!" you replied while gave him a polite smile and nodded your head.
While you we were wiping Niffty's face that was covered in the ragu with a napkin. Lucifer turns to Charlie and says, "Say, do you always eat together like this? I wouldn't mind staying here if that were the case."
While he was laughing at his own jest. Alastor, who sat opposite of him, glared at him not even being subtle about it. "It's a shame that his majesty has so many important matters to deal with. He hasn't even come to see how his daughter was in a while and finds his only reason to stay is through my companion's cooking," Alastor jabs at him while delicately cutting the meat on his plate that you especially made for him.
Lucifer splutters nervously as he aggressively denies the deer's claims. Lucifer watches as you approach Alastor's side and pour him his drink, seeing your heart shaped manic eyes ogling him while Alastor exuded a softer aura around him.
"Hohoho," Lucifer laughs in revelation before raising his own glass, "Uh, chef dear? Could you also pour me a drink?"
You raise eyes towards him, eyes turning normal before giving him another smile before coming over to his side. Lucifer gives Alastor a smug grin as you poured him the wine and sees how Alastor narrows his eyes at the blonde, as if asking him what the hell he was doing.
"So, you uh.. you made all of this by yourself?" Lucifer trying to start a conversation with you and keep your eyes off Alastor.
"Why, yes! Given I only had an hour to prepare, this is the least I could do," you reply with a small smile.
You didn't find it odd that much that this very important person was talking to you so candidly. You didn't really mind that much given how well he complimented your cooking so, all of his antics flew passed you head as he continued conversing with you.
By the time Lucifer decided to go home, you all gathered at the door to send him off. After he gives Charlie one last hug, he steps closer to you. All of you were confused at his actions especially what happens next.
"I'm sorry for my sudden intrusion then. I'd love to try you cooking some other time," he says with a flirtatious smile after he kisses the back of your hand.
Your eyes widen open as Alastor's ears peel back while giving the blonde a snarl. After he disappears, Alastor wipes the back of you hand on his coat and takes you to his quarters to get rid of the outrageous' sent off of you.
While in the bath as he scrubbed you down without batting an eye at your naked form. He takes the stained hand of yours and bites down on it with his sharp fangs deeply causing it to bleed.
Idk if ur doing cannibal reader but just imagine her and alastor teasing her and her just short circuiting and he keeps flirting with her and she s literally almost dies again lolz (also i love ur work sm)
Trying to Flirt with You
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A/N: THIS GAVE ME OHHH ASHLEYYY GLASHBACKS OH MY GODD thank you for liking my fics hsdshd. I didn't do the request 1-to-1 cause i was satisfied how this turned out hsadas I WANT YALL TO SEE HIM BE AFFECTIONATE UNDER ALL THAT EXTERIOR AND WHAT HE DOES WITH HER BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
"Oh, (y/n)~"
You place your eyes on Alastor as he settles his chin on his laced fingers and smiles at you seductively. You flush and hiccup when you see his heated gaze, your eyes turning to their irregular heart shapes.
The both of you were enjoying a wonderful meal together in his room like you usually would, however he's never called you like this before.
"Yes, sir?" you sputter wiping your mouth with a napkin.
"I was just wondering how your eyes turn that way," he says while smiling at you, "I find it quite cute."
You choke on your own spit at his complements, unsure how to react to his flirty remarks. It didn't help that the radio filter enhanced everything. You covered your mouth and fanned yourself from the massive blush you had on your face.
Sure, you were used to love bombing him and all, but you never outright flirted with him since he seemed to dislike other people's advances on him. So, to not end up on his bad side you settled to a more comfortable area where he won't despise you, but he knows that you appreciate him.
So, this was entirely new to you. He never reciprocated any of your affection so what were you supposed to do?! There was no handbook for this!
"Isn't it getting hot in here? Why don't I open a champagne--" You stopped from getting up when he snapped his fingers, a shadow puppet came and delivered the champagne in their glasses while another shadow pushed you back down on your chair scooted it closer to the table.
"How about I take care of that? We've known each other for so long but I want to get to know the real you better," he replies, "I have known for a long time that you're a fantastic cook! You failed to mention however that you went to culinary school and~ owned a restaurant of your own!"
"That is commendable on itself! Why, aren't you just the perfect partner for a cannibal overlord," He claps at your achievements.
"Partner?" you whisper sweat dripping from your form squirming from the amount of attention you're receiving.
"Why, of course! If not my partner, then what else!" he laughs heartily with a laughing track, "unless, of course, you mean to be my spouse?"
Your head exploded at the thought, your heart squeezed and pulled. S-spouse? to Alastor? That was just a wishful dream you had! You never thought he'd utter the words you only dreamed to hear. Several years of you imagining to his significant other, you never imagine he'd open the possibility of it.
While you head was running around, currently, you slumped on the chair as smoke came from your head as you muttered words to yourself with a dreamy smile with an unfocused look in your eyes that maintained their heart shape.
"Oh, (y/n)?" Alastor tries again to gain your attention and pull you from your daydreaming.
However, he unsuccessful. So, he just sighs in defeat with a chuckle and took your hand that was left on the table and caressed your knuckles with his thumb as his chin rested on the other as he admired your dazed form.
He barely started his conversation with you, and you've already turned out like this. It seems he'll have to be patient with you.
