Even though it'll be late, I still plan on finishing at least 2 more fics for song fic week and I think a few others have more fics planned? I'm not sure. But I'll be here, annoying the shit outta you with song fics for a while longer.
(new full fics coming Soon after too, for what that's worth.)
As you might be able to guess, this is based on Don’t You Want Me by The Human League (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPudE8nDog0)
yes, I'm old and have 80's songs on here. eat my entire old lady ass.
I think this is my first Vox fic? But also I have a specific feeling of deja vu when I write that so idk.
Summary: Done. You were just done. Your heels clicked along the floor as you started to leave the V-Tower. Someone would tell Vox, you knew, but that wasn’t your problem anymore. After 5 years (though it might as well have been 5 decades) “together”, you were done with his shit. You loved him, of course, but you loved yourself more. This was what you needed - to move on and get the fuck away from him.
Warnings: strong language, a bit of emotional manipulation, nothing too serious.
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Done. You were just done. Your heels clicked along the floor as you started to leave the V-Tower. Someone would tell Vox, you knew, but that wasn’t your problem anymore. After 5 years (though it might as well have been 5 decades) “together”, you were done with his shit. You loved him, of course, but you loved yourself more. This was what you needed - to move on and get the fuck away from him.
The elevator ride was blissfully short - thank fuck it was fast. You’d rather die again than have to deal with the slow ass elevators you remembered from life. But your escape couldn’t be that easy.
The tell-tale sound of electricity crackled behind you as soon as you reached the lobby of the building. You ignored it and kept moving. Every single sinner in the room averted their eyes from you, giving you a wide berth. No one fucked with you, especially not with Vox on your tail. The cyan maniac terrified everyone here and you were given the same treatment.
“Where the FUCK do you with you’re going?” Vox demanded, grabbing your arm and spinning you to face him. His cold stare pierced through you and if you were anyone else, maybe you’d be scared. But you’d seen this man at his weakest and you knew too much. Someone in the distance gasped and that made Vox’s eyes snap towards them. “GET BACK TO WORK,” he snarled and everyone around the two of you scattered like mice. Part of your pride stung at how you used to be one of them.
Vox, never taking anything but his needs into account, tugged you into the electricity network with him before the two of you reappeared in his office. You yanked your arm away from him, ignoring the tingling sensation that lingered in your skin. Fuck him for transporting you that way; he knew you hated it but did it anyway.
The TV demon tried to loom over you, using his greater height to cow you into backing down, but you weren’t having it. “I’m leaving,” you answered to his previous question. “I’m done with this and you.”
“You can’t leave me, I made you. You were nothing before me!” Vox hissed, taking another step towards you, hypnotic eye widening. You turned your head away with a scoff before long cyan claws grabbed your chin and forced you to look back at him.
“Sure, I was nothing. Now I’m something and you can’t stop me,” you reached up and pried his fingers off your face. “I don’t need you.”
Those words seemed to shock him for a moment before you saw his temper flare - a small glitch in his screen gave it away as you kept twisting the proverbial knife deeper. You had to - if you didn’t end this now, it would never end. “You’ve helped me, made me realize who I really am - but I would have done that without you. So you can go back to crying over Alastor, fucking Valentino until you feel like a man, grasp for power that’s still out of your reach. I won’t be here to pick up the pieces.” You turned your back on him - a dangerous mood but you knew exactly what pieces you played.
You started to walk away again in the silence that followed. But then you heard him. Broken, sad, needy - just how he always acted behind closed doors. “D-don’t you want me? Baby? After all we’ve been through?”
“No, Vox. Not anymore.”
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Remember that you can find this and all the other added HHSFW entries at https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HHSFW (as of writing, it's only mine, RIP)
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As you might be able to guess, this is based on Just Died In Your Arms Tonight by Cutting Crew (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=raIvB28CQPs)
Angst again? Angst again. Sorry?
Tags/Warnings: angst, possibly ooc, murder baby alastor, human alastor
Your vision slowly faded back in from black. Every muscle in your body screamed in agony. Colorful blurs began to take shape as you tried to focus on what was happening to you. Brown and red mixed above you against an inky background. You forced your eyes to focus. Alastor, beautiful Alastor, stood over you with a hunting knife that dripped with blood. His lips and teeth seemed to glow red with some vicious liquid as he grinned down at you maniacally. It hurt as you tried to open your mouth. He shushed you by placing a red tinged finger over your lips. His warmth seemed to drain yours away.
“Such a pretty little thing, all broken for me,” he cooed at you. Staring up at him, you tried to remember what happened before this. Fog clouded your memory and he smiled down at you, vicious and sweet at the same time. “You aren’t like my usuals, darling. But that’s what you get for walking alone at night when there’s a serial killer on the loose.” He leaned in close to you, his breath warm against your cold lips. “I bet you never expected to die so young, so beautiful. But here we are.”
Pain lit your nerves on fire as Alastor did something out of your line of sight to you. You couldn’t move, just staring up at the night sky. Stars twinkled at you, mocking you silently. Alastor’s face appeared in your line of vision again, still smiling, still just as beautiful as always. “You’re losing a lot of blood, darling. I don’t imagine you’ll last much longer,” he commented, waving his hunting knife absently in one hand. It shone, even in the low light of the night. You took a deep, shaky breath. “Oh? Do you have something to say to me, little listener?”
“You’re… beautiful… like… this…” You whispered, not expecting him to hear you. But, you supposed he did. His eyebrows raised, confusion plain on his face. His smile faltered just a bit and you wished you had enough energy to reach up and touch his cheek. “Smile… for…me?”
Your vision dimmed for a minute - was this it? Was this how you died? You made yourself smile, knowing how important it was to Alastor. How often has he told you that you’re never fully dressed without a smile? But then, you frowned as his smile faltered more, the smile barely present. “How can you say that, cher? Now, of all times…” His admonishment shouldn’t make you feel warmer but you couldn’t help it. You tried to laugh but it sounded strained, even to you. More of a gurgle, really. Coldness nipped at your extremities.
“Al? You’re lovely,” you praised, blinking up at him. “A true swell fella… I’m sorry I made you do this.”
A long pause followed before you felt warmth on your cheek. His hand was placed on your face, thumb brushing against your nose. “I’m nothing like that… but you’ll be in Heaven soon, cher. Just close your eyes, it’ll all be okay.” You smiled up at him, hoping he could see the adoration in your eyes.
“I love you, you know.” The words came out as a small whisper. Those pesky spots began to cover Alastor’s face. It didn’t matter - you’d always remember his sweet hazel eyes, perfectly styled curls, and beautiful tan skin. “I’m sorry this is how I have to leave you.”
As darkness closed in around you, you only focused on him. Even death couldn’t make you stop caring for the man you’d befriended at jazz clubs. Honestly, dying in his arms tonight? You never could walk away.
Hazbin Hotel Song Fic Week - Official Announcement
Hey sinners, winners, and everyone in between.
Starting Sept. 8 and going until Sept 13, I will be hosting the first (?) annual (?) Hazbin Hotel Song Fic Week.
Rules are pretty simple:
Try to write a song inspired fic every day
You pick the song or vibe
No limit on genre. Dead dove? Smut? Fluff that makes us want to cry? All allowed.
Alternatively, a few days before the start, I'll also be posting a list of some songs and prompts that I think could be a good fit.
Reader insert? Go for it. Shipping existing character? Go for it. Not a ship fic? Yes. Crossover? AU? Rewriting your favorite HH characters as Veronica and JD in Heathers The Musical?! Did I stutter?! No. Write it as long as it's a Hazbin songfic!
Let us know at the top what song it is so we can listen along.
Use #hazbinsongficweek or #hhsf or something like that on your fics
On the 8th, I will be creating a collection on AO3 to have everything together on that platform.
If you have any questions, comments, concerns, please let me know and I'll either edit this post or post new rules with FAQs before we get this show on the road.
Thank you to anyone that's shown interest in this and I can't wait to get this party started!
Since we're a week out from the event start, I figured I'd give out some prompts that might inspire you! There'll be songs, some lyrics, and just some prompts in general!
Feel free to pick from this list or use your own prompts!
Songs:
Supreme - Robbie Williams
You Put A Spell On Me - Austin Giorgio
Don't Speak - No Doubt
Beautiful Liar - Beyonce & Shakira
You Make Me Feel Like It's Halloween - Muse
Ex's and Oh's - Elle King
Beautiful Girls - Sean Kingston
Lyrics:
"Here, I don't have to quiet, Here, I don't have to be kind" - Everybody Scream - Florence + The Machine
"Ran out of time, To save love, To save us" - In Cold Blood - Three Days Grace
"I know you're dying to run, I wanna turn you around" - Bring Me The Horizon - Parasite Eve
"You know together we're glowing, Gonna be, gonna be golden" - Golden - KPop Demon Hunters
“Lover, please do not/ Fall to your knees/ It’s not like I believe in/ Everlasting love.” - Ghosts - Laura Marling
“And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills/ Till the landslide brought me down.” - Landslide - Fleetwood Mac
“There she stood in the doorway/I heard the mission bell/ And I was thinking to myself/ This could be Heaven or this could be Hell.” - Hotel California - The Eagles
Prompts:
“I can’t be in love with you!”
“I’m not cheap, but I am on special this week.”
“Frost the damn cupcakes.”
“I don’t know about you guys, but I feel fabulous.”
“The world revolves around the sun, but my world revolves around you.”
A (whispering): I really like you and want to kiss you a lot.
B: What?
A: I said you suck.
MC Lyte’s Foundation Offering $100k Hip-Hop Scholarship To One Student
(AllHipHop News) Rap star MC Lyte and her charity Hip Hop Sisters Foundation recently announced a new $100,000 Hip-Hop scholarship that will be offered to one student to attend the University of Wisconsin-Madison.
“For years I’ve dreamed of having the ability to help our community and now finally the day has arrived,” MC Lyte told AllHipHop.com. “HHSF is about changing lives and truly encouraging several generations that have been and are influenced by Hip-Hop culture. It is my life’s mission to see those who believe, actually see their dreams come to fruition. Helping the younger generation see their strengths and potential is what my goals are for this foundation. This scholarship partnership with UW-Madison is just the beginning for what HHSF has in store.”
The scholarship will allow one lucky recipient to receive an all-expense paid trip to college, with the goal of earning a Bachelor’s degree from UW-Madison.
