#alastor x cheshire cat

[fraugwinska]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR WRITING!!!

May I pretty please request Alastor’s wifey as like a Cheshire Cat?

Perhaps in her living life she led people to their deaths, as it’s sometimes interpreted as a guide. Then later on teamed up with Al and led victims to him?

I just like the idea of an unsettling smiley couple. That and Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez has been on loop in my brain LOL

Anonymous, you beautiful bastard. You waited so patiently, but I do think it's worth it... I couldn't stop writing this!!! I had so much fun, I cannot tell you. And I will revisit this pair soon, because I can't get over how AMAZING they are! <3 Edit 14-05-24: This will be a mini-series! :D Let's see how many parts we get out of this one!

TW: Graphic depitions of violence and murder, mention of war, gore Minors DNI - Mature content - Adults only!

"Mon amour, can we go out tonight?"

You pulled the last strand of hair from the curling iron, scanning your work for any messy imperfection. Alastor, engrossed in a book, looked up at you, matching your sinister smile with his curious one.

"Oh? Bored already, darling? We went to Mimzy's only yesterday."

"Not that, silly." You walked over to him, setting the hot curling iron on a cool section of his dresser. You sat down, straddling him. Your hands folded behind his back, leaning in.

"I was just thinking that our last game has been a while, hasn't it?"

His eyes widened a bit, smile curling a bit higher. He set the book down on the side table and wrapped his arms around you, long, sharp fingers pressing into your waist with excited anticipation. You tilted your head, looking up at him.

"Well, we have been awfully busy lately with the hotel. I suppose it's high time we should find something to reward us for all our hard work, my darling!"

You nodded, giggling, and rubbed your nose against your husband's. The two of you always got excited when your interests lined up and plans of your games became more elaborate. It was how you met, after all.

Not even two months after your fall, you were well established in the capitol of the pride ring. Quickly adapting to your feline form and with wit and a good heap of charisma you landed a job at the overlord Zestial's newspaper agency, working your way up quickly to editor. Hell wasn't a scary place for you, at all. The world you came from had been the real hell.

When the germans invaded France, you knew your little village in the Somme valley would be the first they would take, and then Paris would be next. Your brothers and father were already dead. You had heard of the horrors the german soldiers were bringing upon the women and children of the countries they captured, which made the will of protecting your sister and mother even stronger. But you had always been a fighter, and you possessed the most unusual but useful weapons a woman could possess: beauty, cleverness and ruthlessness.

They had been such easy victims - young soldiers, craving a good pussy after being away from home for so long - you seduced them with laughable ease and your signature smile and lured them into the woods, where you'd kill them, your smile never falling as your knife would hit the lifeless body again and again. Sometimes, you'd get so many killings in one night you had to burn the clothes you wore because the blood would've stained them through. They would all be thrown in the Somme, where they'd be swallowed by the waters, never to be seen again. You didn't even care what the punishment would be once the war was over. All you cared about was to avenge the lost and protect the remaining members of your family and if killing the enemy was the way, you'd do it gladly and with as much pleasure as you could. You had disposed of about 40 bodies in the river before they caught you, red handed, the knife still in your victims crotch. They had been too cowardly to shoot you then and there. Instead, they had dragged you back to the town, tied your hands behind your back and forced you to kneel in front of the town square, your mother and sister watching you along the horrified villagers, and you watched them, as they were made to witness them put a bullet straight through your heart.

"On se voit en enfer, putains de salauds."

And then, you woke up. In Hell, naked, confused, hungry, angry. But not scared. Never scared. You were still you. And your smile never faded.

A lot of people were too weirded out by the constant smile on your face, that's when you first heard of Alastor. The radio demon, rising star of hell's overlords. Everyone feared him, and his smile. You didn't, and that's what made him approach you when you saw him at a party you had been invited to by one of Zestial's acquaintances, Rosie.

He was drawn to your smile, just as much as you were drawn to his. When he spoke, your ears twitched in excitement, as if listening to the greatest song in the world. He was unbelievably interesting, charming up to a point where you couldn't help but feel drawn to him, and his voice - Oh, doux comme un ange et vif comme le diable. You didn't want to, didn't expect it at all, but your heart did a jump the moment his hand touched yours when he asked you to dance.

"Your smile never falters, darling. I can't help but wonder why?"

You giggled, a gloved hand covering your mouth as he turned you, crimson glowing eyes never leaving yours.

"I don't know, really. My papan used to tell me that it was the only thing I had going for me, and it's what made silly soliders so easy to kill."

You could feel the air around him tense and shift, his grin widening at your words as he turned you in again.

"Ah, a lady after my own heart. I can appreciate a woman who knows how to have fun."

You didn't say anything to his comment, just smiled, and he pulled you closer.

"Why don't we have a little fun of our own? I have the right mind for a little game, if you're up to it, darling?"

It took the both of you only a few more minutes to decide to leave the party. It was the night of your first game. Your first kill. And your first kiss. You loved to retell the story of how you two met to everyone who'd ask. You didn't mind, not even when they were uncomfortable. They weren't used to the idea of two people like you, the serial killers, finding love with each other that none of you sought out. It was a genuine love that was born in a way that could only happen in hell, and yet, you felt that it was the truest and best love you had ever felt. It was the first time in forever you could remember your cheeks actually hurt from smiling.

Alastor stood up, lifting you from his lap with an ease that was effortless to him, and twirled you around.

"Well, then, why don't we go paint the town red?"

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he lowered you, placing a kiss on your nose.

"Red looks beautiful on both of us."

Dressed in your favourite dress, you and Alastor made your way into the city. You always had to keep from giggling when you saw the face of the other residents as they realized you weren't going out for a casual stroll, but for a game night. Especially the pricesses girlfriend made you want to burst out in laughter, her face scrunched into a mask of disdain and disgust. The two of you were always a sight, though. Alastor, looking as handsome as ever, the red suit and black dress shirt underneath complimenting his dark complexion and making his red eyes glow even brighter. And yourself, always a sight for sore eyes, in a black lace dress that accentuated your figure perfectly. People always stared at you when the two of you were out, and that was only part of the fun.

Alastor's hand held yours, his long, sharp nails scratching your skin, the both of you excited for the prospects of the night.

"Why don't you set the challenge today, mon chou?", you asked, looking up at him with a curious gaze, "I'd love to see what you come up with."

Alastor chuckled, pulling you closer to his side.

"Mh... let me think."

His hand was placed on his chin, his eyes closing as he hummed a tune, deep in thought.

"How about this? I'll give you a five minute head-start. You win if you bring them to kill themselves, before I catch them. If I catch them before they're dead, it's my win. That sound fair?"

You grinned, the thought of the game already getting you excited. You weren't nearly as strong as Alastor was, but so much more agile than him and with a few tricks up your sleeve - you had a feeling that this would be your night.

"More than fair, amour. As for my reward: If you lose, I get to decide what music we are listening to until our next game."

"Well, well, greedy now, aren't we, my little minx?"

His grin widened as he chuckled, his arm tightening around your waist, pulling you closer, his lips brushing against yours.

"You know what my request is if you lose. It's a deal, then. And the stakes are high, I hope you know."

You smiled, your eyes closing as you brushed your lips against his, and purred.

"The higher the better."

***

Oh, how you loved the sound of panicked breathing. This cretin really had no stamina, only one minute in and he was panting, crawling in the alley you chased the scruffy doberman sinner after slashing his feet in the shattered glass and debris. You made yourself visible again in front of him, hidden in the shadows as just a grinning, magenta scheme.

"Aw, poor boy. What's the matter, baby?", you cooed, licking your claws as if nothing had happened. "You seem a little frightened. Don't you want to touch me anymore?"

The man didn't speak, just gasped, crawling backwards. You took a step forward, crouching down, your sharp, pearly teeth glistening in the neon light of the dim street lamp.

"No need to be scared, sweetheart, I'm a nice kitty. Come here, let me touch you."

You stretched out a claw, reaching for him as your limb elongated with bone-chilling cracks. He backed away, trying to get up. You giggled, the sound high pitched and eerie. You made yourself invisible again, shifting behind him and suppressing a giggle as he shuddered, looking frantically around him to search for your frame. Two minutes down.

"I thought you like pussy, baby?", you purred, making your voice come from his left ear. He screamed, and ran, his feet leaving blood stains on the concrete, limping, holding the wound on his leg. You laughed and let the lamps blow out one by one as he passed them, showering him with broken glass and hot metal wires. He didn't know it, but you were guiding him, right into a dead end. You heard the sounds of Alastor's microphone feedback somewhere further down the road, and grinned. You had three more minutes to play, and you knew you'd win.

You appeared before this pathetic excuse of a man, who had reached the dead end and was looking frantically around for a way out. Three minutes down, time to wrap it up.

"You're breaking my heart, sweetie. Don't you like to play with me anymore?"

"Fuck, I... p-please, don't... don't hurt m-me, I'm sorry... just let... let me go." The man was shaking, pressing his back against the wall. You licked your teeth, and took another step towards him, your hands on his shoulders, leaning in.

"Oh, I'm not gonna hurt you, baby. I'm just a drunken, helpless little kitty, remember?"

He whimpered, and you smiled, a sick, sinister smile that made him shiver even more. He slid down the wall that was blocking his way as you bent down, caressing his cheek. One minute to go.

"No, I'm not gonna kill you today. You'll do it yourself."

You reached inside your purse, taking out a small, golden pocket knife. His eyes widened as he watched you place the object next to his shaking form and you let yourself fade out of existence, except for your ever-lasting grin.

"See, if you're a good boy, you'll die fast and painless. If not..."

The man looked up at what remained of you, breathing heavily. His eyes were wide with fear, but his pupils dilated as he scanned the place, and a glimmer of hope rose inside him.

"Well, you'll find out what else in about fifteen seconds."

His trembling hand wrapped around the handle of the knife, his eyes still fixed on the spot where your figure had been. You leaned in again, whispering into his ear, the air of your breath hot on his skin.

“Tik, tok, little pup...”

With a desperate roar, the doberman whipped the knife forward, ready to stab where he supposed you were. And he would've been right. If not for...

"Too slow, darling."

The man's eyes widened, his breath stuck in his throat as his hand was stopped, the blade millimeters away from your flesh. The cold, bony grip of Alastor's claw around his wrist tightened, and the knife was slowly being pulled out of his shaking hand as you made yourself visible. He chuckled, the sound reverberating in his chest and the surrounding buildings, and stepped forward, looming over the trembling mess of a man.

"Well, well, well. Look at this sloppy attempt. What's the matter, boy? Cat got your tongue?"

Alastor's claw dug deeper into his flesh, a pool of blood forming under the hand Alastor still had in his iron grip. His other hand reached out, grabbing the man's throat and lifting him up the wall. You joined his side, watching the horrified expression on the sinners face with a tilted head as you nestled into him, a slight pout on your lips.

"Aww, you're no fun, amour. I was so close to winning, too. What a shame."

Alastor's arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer as he chuckled, squeezing the sinners neck a bit tighter. The man was gasping for air, his face turning red and his eyes starting to roll back into his skull. "Rules are rules, darling. I believe we said five minutes. That means the game is mine."

You sighed, your head leaning against Alastor's shoulder.

"C'est dommage, I was longing to listen to a little Presley again."

"Maybe next time, my love."

He leaned over to steal a kiss from your lips and you closed your eyes, not seeing but hearing the scream and the sound of ripping skin and muscles, the gurgling splatter of blood and the buzzing of your husbands static.

Oh, comme j'aime cet homme...

Alastor dropped the shredded remains of the sinner and it slumped into the pile of meat that used to be his head. He licked his lips, his eyes glowing in the darkness, a grin plastered on his face as he took off his stained jacket and put it over your shoulders.

"I believe I have a debt to collect, darling, and I'd rather do it in the privacy of our bedroom than here, don't you agree?"

He reached his hand out, and you smiled, taking it.

"Alors dépêche-toi et ne sois pas gentil, mon cerf"

Translations: On se voit en enfer, putains de salauds - See you in hell, you fucking bastards Oh, doux comme un ange et vif comme le diable - Oh, sweet as an angel and quick as the devil Oh, comme j'aime cet homme - Oh, how I love this man Alors dépêche-toi et ne sois pas gentil, mon cerf - So hurry up and don't be gentle, my deer

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[colourstreakgryffin]

I had a silly idea, what about an Cheshire Cat!reader x Alastor? (Feel free not to do this dearie ( ·∀·) )

Haha. OMFG. A Cheshire Cat would really match with Alastor well! So, thank you, Lady Beelzebub! I’ll try this out!

Alastor- A Little Game

Vaggie has been so frustrated. Charlie has been trying to ease the crew. Husk is on the verge of murdering somebody. Niffty is annoyed that her cleaning equipment is gone. Angel is quite amused by what’s going on and Alastor is very invested in the cause

Lately, the Hazbin Hotel has been dealing with a suddenly appearing invisible menace causing pranks after pranks nonstop; locking or trapping up doors, stealing items and storing them high up, whispering out in the halls at night

Alastor didn’t suspect he’d ever run into the culprit of all this trouble but he has. After Charlie had been giving Vaggie a calmdown pep talk, the Princess politely asked Alastor to check around the hallways for any more prank remnants, the Overlord did so, just to see what he may find… and he made a incredible discovery

A floating cat-like sinner with magenta and pink colouring, most importantly, a big Cheshire wide grin. A rival of Alastor’s own smile and with almost half a body, as if cut in half

The sinner was in the midst of setting up a trap consisting a big silver bucket full of thick blood over the top of Alastor’s own hotel room door, but they’ve been caught in the act

And Alastor doesn’t plan on dealing out punishment… he’s too amused

“Ah… you must be the little troublesome beast causing so much disrupt in this Hotel?” Alastor asks almost immediately with literally no malice towards what’s been going on, his transatlantic accent smooth and almost making his voice sound more friendly and warm than he actually is as this cat sinner… or otherwise, you

Just giggles under your breath and disappears into thin air properly with the wide grin floating in the air for a few seconds almost magically before dissipating with you

“And if I have?” Your voice rings out after a few more seconds of silence, disembodied, invisible. You can’t be tracked with eyes but Alastor’s powerful magic can pinpoint where you are by detecting your own demonic magic, sharply looking over his shoulder to be greeted with your floating head

Just your head… no body, it’s like before when it was half of your torso. Now, it’s just your head. Your magic is a lot like the storybook fairytale character, Cheshire Cat

But that’s because you’re the most Cheshire Cat person anybody will ever met. Alastor couldn’t help but be so amused by you; you’re skilled, you’re snarky, you know what you’re doing and you’re resourceful, good at planning

Able to have avoided being caught by everybody in the Hotel for months now and you’re lucky enough to have been caught by the one member who enjoyed the chaos and madness the pranks caused

“I believe you must avoid the others if so” Alastor proclaims, almost mysterious and still silky in that radio-laced but classy and dapper tone as you tilt your head confused. For the first time, you’ve been snapped out of your mischievous chaotic demeanour

You suspected him to bark, to growl, to be annoyed so him not is so odd to you but quickly brushing it off, you manifest your whole body into frame. Cute fluffy striped cat-like ears flicking and long fluffy cat-like tail curling around, almost like a coil spring

You couldn’t really understand this Overlord, something you don’t like. You’d prefer people to be confused by you, by your style of insanity and madness, by your enjoyment of causing so much disorder and high-tension emotions

You were about to speak, basically floating over his shoulder before Alastor beats you to the punch. You can’t tell if you’ll like him or despise him with the way he speaks, almost condescending

“If you’re going to make my project topsy-turvy, I suggest do a better prank”

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[vesppperoro]

Hey hey hey !! Hope your day has been great !!You should so write something for a Sinner reader !!! I had an idea for one.

Maybe a fem ! Cheshire cat like Sinner ? I imagine she died in the 1800s but her style resembles that of a goth. Instead or purples n pinks , I'd imagine she'd be a black and pink color !! They could be like Alastor !!

Maybe they'd also he like the actual Cheshire cat , but she can float and stuff too. If she had abilities relating to time , like Alice in Wonderland , that would be awesome. I imagine she'd be laid back as hell but full of sarcasm. Her grin also never leaves her face. Perhaps she also does the appearing and disappearing randomly thing too ! Especially the part where she disappears while her smile remains in place for a second or two until it too disappears.

If you could do this , that'd be awesome !! If not , ignore this. Thank you !!

Hazbin Hotel Cast with Cheshire Cat Sinner! Reader (fem)

Includes: Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, Niffty, Sir. Pentious, Cherri Bomb, Alastor.

A/N: The image below is what they attached to another ask. I went off of it :)

Charlie Morningstar

She LOVES you SO MUCH.

You’re a hostess for the hotel. She met you through Alastor.

Alastor summoned you because he owns your soul. What you sold your soul for, she doesn’t know. She didn’t push you for it.

But she loves your style. She always asks you for tips and sometimes steals your outfits (with your permission because stealing is wrong).

She always jumps whenever you randomly appear next to her, floating and smiling sinisterly.

She loves the deep conversations the both of you have. You tell her about some of the things you remember from her time and she writes it down. Human things were so strange.

Even though you’re owned by Alastor, you’re powerful as hell too.

Whenever the loan sharks attacked, you helped protect the hotel.

I imagine that you’d be able to grow in size as well.

Anyways. You two always chat about things. You’re her go to gossip person!

She loves your tail SO much. Whenever you’re floating around her, you lightly place it around her chest and she pets it.

Vaggie

She didn’t trust you at first. You were way too similar to that stupid radio demon.

You were always smiling, but your smile creeped her out more.

Your sudden appearing and disappearing creeped her out too.

She didn’t trust you for the first few months you were there.

Whenever you disappeared and your smile remained, it creeped her out to no ends.

She warmed up to you, however, when you protected them no matter what.

She likes taking naps with you.

You two also have many deep conversations. You two understand each other quite a bit.

Angel Dust

LOVED your vibe.

Still made lewd jokes about your cat things.

“Do you meow or purr when you cum?”

You did not answer that.

He flirts with you too, even if he isn’t actually attracted to you.

He plays with your tail often.

He loves how you float around!

He won’t admit it, but he loves when you pick him up and float around with him.

You two are best friends, actually.

He finds your chest fluff funny because he has some too.

“Is that supposed to cover your lack of tits?”

When he told you about Val, you almost lost your smile.

You protect him as much as you can.

He trusts you enough to vent to you. You appreciate his trust.

Husk

You’re both cats. You understand each other.

Also the fact you’re both owned by Alastor. You two don’t really like him, so you bond over that.

The deep conversations you both have has also strengthened your bond.

Drinking buddies!! You can hold your liquor better than he can.

You time hang out often as well. He finds you to be a break from the crazies in the hotel.

You two sometimes fly together. You float around him while he flies. You have to grab him sometimes.

You two probably sung a song together. Maybe your own version of Whatever It Takes.

You two have definitely pet each other. He purrs around you.

You two sometimes just chill in silence together.

Niffty

Same thought process as how she feels with Alastor.

She calls you a big bad girl.

She loves your style so much! She always climbs on you.

She pets you like a spoiled kitty.

She loves that you try to pounce on rodents, even if you’re twice their size.

Bug killing partners!!

You two share a BUNCH of dark ideas with one another.

You two have to be separated due to your shared love for chaos.

You treat her like a chaotic daughter.

She saw your true form once and she will never forget it.

She LOVED it SO MUCH.

She always asks if you can turn back into it, but you usually refuse.

Sometimes you float around with her in your arms. She adores it.

Sir. Pentious

You and him have a similar relationship as him and Alastor have.

You two were enemies at one point.

You always beat him, but he fought you a lot.

When he joined the hotel, you knew something was off.

You joined Vaggie and Angel Dust in It Starts With Sorry.

“Cant we just kill him? Shoot him and spill his blood?” You took a middle note in the alto key.

Past that, you two have had some better experiences.

He thinks you’re scary, but he doesn’t mind hanging out with you.

Your shared experiences of life brought you two together.

He probably developed a small crush on you before he fell in love with Cherri Bomb.

Cherri Bomb

Similar to you and Sir. Pentious, you were enemies.

However, you two became frenemies.

She thought you were badass and you thought she was too.

Two girl bosses fr.

You two have definitely fought others for territory before.

When she busted the wall of the hotel, you were overjoyed to see her.

You two probably still do drugs together.

She’s your gossip girl.

You, her, and Angel hang out very often together.

Their duo turned into a trio.

You still have a friendly rivalry with one another.

You two definitely had a song together.

Alastor

And finally, the man you sold your soul to.

You sold your soul when you were at your lowest point to this man. Little did you know it would be the biggest regret of your life.

You try to replicate him. The whole smile and hostess like thing.

He finds you charming.

Your shared loved for radio is what makes you two able to converse without him knocking you down a peg.

He teases you about your cat features, as he does with Husk.

He only had to show his authority to you once and it scared the shit out of you.

You cowered in the corner.

But you put that off.

When he randomly summoned you for whatever hotel work he wanted you for, you were originally pissed.

However, you two have gotten to know each other better through this.

Maybe your soul contract thing wasn’t too bad.

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[happyunbday2u]

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[k-chips]

Radio Static Week Day 2 but I decided to do the “Free Day” now and, well, a very random Alice in Wonderland au came to my mind soooo… Mad Hatter Vox and Cheshire Cat Alastor

#radiostatic week 2024 #radiostatic #radiosilence #voxal #hazbin hotel #vox #alastor #radio demon #alastor x vox #vox x alastor #alice in wonderland #cheshire cat #mad hatter #au #sketch #my art

[jinkiezzsstuff]

At First Sight 3

Part: [1] [2]

Alastor x doe!fem!reader (gender neuteral pronouns)

warnings: 18+ SMUT, tentacles inclusion, tentacle bondage, predatory prey kink, breeding kink, creampie, male and female masturbation, in heat trope, tentacle masturbation, squirting, dirty talk, choking kink a tiny tiny amount, horror aspects, size kink if you squint, pregnancy although not in depth, you and al become parents, jealous alastor, alastor and lucifer hate eachother, lucifer disagrees with your relationship, swearing, babies given a name, girl dad alastor, NOT PROOF READ LADS I WAS LAZY, lemme know what i missed xoxox

taglist: @readergirlstuff @purplerose291 @chirimeimei @sirens-and-moonflowers

word count: 7.3K

Alastor had to bite his tongue through many instances in his life he rather not bite his tongue through, but this was by far the hardest he’s ever had to hold back. Lucifer pulled you into a strong hug, cooing at how much you’d grown and changed, pinching your cheeks and kissing your head. Even Alastor’s shadows edged out angrily across the floor at the devil, however you seemed to pay no mind to your newly wedded’s distaste in the devils affections. In fact you were laughing and playfully swatting at Lucifer for treating you so childishly.

Moulting into a shadow slithering across the floor like a snake, he crept up beside you and when he fully formed from the black goop, he waited not a second to pull you into him, and when he did you gave him a dreamy love sick look. Lucifer's face wasn’t shy in his display of disgust, eyes darting to you and Alastor, mouth ajar. “No.” Lucifer uttered in theatrical horror, jumping back and pointing his cane at Alastor. Grinning like the Cheshire cat, Alastor puffed with pride. “Yes.” Alastor practically growled, meanwhile rolled your eyes at both of their idiotic behaviour.

“I mean Charlie said you had an…. interesting taste in men but HIM?!” You grinned nervously at the king, his face soured as he glared at Al. You were in the midst of saying some good old recovery words to ease Lucifers mind, when Alastor pipped up, head held high as he spoke. “Yes indeedy! This little darling and I have become quite the pair. A married pair.” Alastors words were sharp and punctual, like spears tossed forcefully right at the king himself.

You’ve been in Lucifers life so long you might as well be a second daughter, now this deer fuck is stealing both his biological daughter and the one he practically adopted? Lucifer was steaming and you were caught between the two, you knew you were mated to Alastor, but that didn’t change how near and dear the king was to you.

“Guys,” You ushered in a hushed tone bringing your hand up, looking quite meek between the two seething demons. “Please relax, it’s not that serious. Alastor is my mate Luc-” As you were in the middle of calmly explaining the situation Lucifer jumped up like the ground had burnt him, horns shooting out of his head. “His what?!” Lucifer shouted, wings splaying out, tone demonic. Alastor chuckled, his static overlay enhanced as he fixed his monocle. “Yes, I just knew this doe had to be mine when I laid eyes on her! Oh my what a night we had.” In any other situation, on any other day, Alastor couldn’t have those words waterboarded out of him, but just in spite of the devil, he knew he ought to push his own boundaries.

The devil face morphed into shock horror as he tugged at his hat in pure stress, meanwhile Alastor stood tall and smug, with a shit eating grin on his face. You could tell Alastor was going to exploit your relationship just to piss Lucifer off. “What the holy fuck!” The king exclaimed, running in a quick circle, trying to grasp the situation. By now Lucifers entire demonic form was out, eyes blood red, horns at full length, wings flapping occasionally behind him. Thankfully Alastor wasn’t visibly upset, keeping his form and tone fixed. “Guys, Luce, relax! I wanted Alastor the moment I saw him, trust me I know what he’s done and who he is, but there was something about him. You know I’m not that stupid hellion who falls for anybody’s charms, Alastors got something.”

Lucifer didn’t seem to care for your reasoning, instead he glared at Alastor even harder, and pointed his index and middle finger toward his own eyes, and then Alastors. “I’m watching you deer dick.” Then Lucifer turned and stormed off, ignoring your call to come back and relax. Sighing your platinum ears flattened against your hair and head, posture falling. “Come now my dear, don’t dwell on that silly little man’s equally silly and little emotional control! We’re married now! We should be celebrating our fantastical venture into domestic romance!”

Although Alastor was right, the timing was wrong, and his voice was too happy for your state. “I know, but he’s like a second dad, I want him to like you and it stresses me that he doesn’t.” Alastor hums, gently guiding you back upstairs to your now shared bedroom. “Things tend to change with time sweetheart, let this be one of those things that change with time. He can see how good we are together and how good I am for this hotel!” You hummed falling into his side, your tail wagging happily as you reached the bedroom.

“I was also hoping he’d be able to lend us some advice but now I'm doubtful.” The door closed behind you and him, you immediately kicked your shoes off to free the hooves. “What advice dear?” Alastor asked softly, attention focused on untying his bow tie. “Well i’m quite concerned about getting pregnant with a fawn, and I want to know if our mating it’s demon or animal specific.”

The air got tight at the mention of children, and immediately you looked over to him watching his movements stall. His coat was now off leaving him in just his vest and button up. Sighing you rubbed your hand forcefully your forehead, mushing your skin around in an attempt to relieve the conflict in your head. “You mustn’t talk like that, little doe.” Alastors tone was stern, pointed and lacking all radio static, it was just his raw vocals that sounded almost raspy. You felt a few emotions at the way he said that, upset, angry, shocked.

Momentarily you scolded yourself for being so ludacris, this was Alastor! A serial killing, cannibalistic overlord who dealt in black magic, not your fairy prince; there were going to be big bumps and hurdles along the journey and you shouldn’t twist yourself up in a rose coloured fantasy. “Would it be that bad for you?” You couldn’t help but ask, your gaze averted instead focused on the intricate details of the wooden floor.

Alastor growled, slithering up beside you, using his magic to his advantage. “Now my dear don’t look so glum, you’re the first being of any kind to capture my heart. Shouldn’t that be something my dear?” You melted into his side when his arms came up to wrap around your figure. You stayed silent for a moment, not wanting to say the wrong thing and upset either of you. “It just felt saddening I guess, to have you react like that. I know a child is so much work, it is its own being; but when you reacted that way it felt like rejection of me, and us as a couple. Like i’m not good enough to be mated to.” Tears began to gather in your eyes, and you tried your best to keep them at bay, not wanting to cry about something so silly.

Your ears lay flat above your head, Alastor slowly petting the space between them as you spoke. Guiding you to your shared bed, Alastor sat you down, and then himself beside you. “My sweet doe,” Alastor said, smooth as butter, nuzzling himself in your neck, inhaling your scent. “If you so desire a child, we can certainly play into the fantasy, however we haven’t a clue whether it’s truly possible for me to reproduce!”

Resting your head atop his, feeling his soft ears flick and fold, his hair soft and scented with a masculine foresty shampoo. “Alastor,” You whined, making him chuckle darkly. “What about the mating stuff?” Alastor blew air on your shoulder before dragging his sharp teeth up your exposed neck. “My dear I'm sure you and I can figure it out together, no need for some silly devil. Besides we’re the two mated, we know deep down what we’re supposed to do, we knew when we first met each other we were meant to be.” Alastor leaned back from you, cupping your cheek.

You smiled at him enjoying the hazed lidded look Alastor had in his eye. “You have to be nice to Lucifer though.” Alastor growled lowly, the sound reverberating through his chest loudly. It sent shock waves through you, hearing such an animalistic sound from him. “It’s extremely hard to be nice when it’s so easy to make him upset!” Rolling your eyes, you brought your hands up to his face and held his face as he held yours. His ears flattened to each side as his eyebrows quirked, you felt a little bit of pride at the sight, it had only been a few weeks since you’ve been together but Alastor was already way more relaxed around you, to the point of freely showing emotions through movements in his tail and ears.

Pulling him toward you, you gave a soft kiss, which he immediately returned with a hum of approval. Alastors body inches nearer to yours, pressing himself next to you. Alastor broke the kiss, looking down at you with bedroom eyes, you returned the look, grinning at him coyly.

~

Lucifer fumed, stomping around, a week had passed since Lucifer found out you and that god awful creature were a pair. He insisted on staying at the hotel in order to keep an eye on the demon; assure that you were safe. Lucifer kept a keen eye on Alastor, like a fly on the wall, but from what Lucifer could tell, Alastor was a perfect gentleman! It pissed him off entirely. Alastor bent over backwards for you, making your breakfast and coffee every morning, helping you style your hair, helping you dress, assisting you with tasks you loathed completing, hell one night Lucifer caught Alastor teaching you how to play the piano, and when you got angry at your consistent failures, Alastor would reassure you lovingly and patiently.

It drove Lucifer insane because as much as he cared for you, he selfishly wanted Alastor to be a bad partner, giving reason as to why he should leave his two daughters and the hotel alone! But everytime he looked for a flaw he found none, half the time he found himself impressed, Alastor knew what to say, and was confident in his charm. “Dad, you gotta relax! YN is fine.” Charlie said worriedly, placing a hand on her fathers shoulder. Lucifer sighed, slamming his head against the bar table. “They want to have kids, Charlie!” The man sulked, voice muffled by the wooden bar he tried to morph and become one with. “WHAT!? Oh my gosh! That would be amazing! Why wouldn’t she tell me?!” Charlie at this point was violently shaking her father with excitement, a slight bounce in her as she shook him.

Lucifer looked off to the side, guilt evident in his eyes. “They didn’t tell anyone; I overheard.” Today in fact, he overheard the two of you in the back of the hotel, having a picnic in the garden. You had your head in Alastors lap as he pet your hair and ears occasionally, and told you stories from when he was alive; which you greatly enjoyed since you’d been born in hell. When he began to speak about his mother the conversion shifted to parenthood, and then children. Originally Lucifer didn’t intend to stay long, he simply slithered through the grass to eavesdrop a bit, make sure all was well and leave.

But he couldn’t leave when he heard what Alastor had to say. “Y’know dear, I never considered having children, but then again, I never considered being married either. I’ve thought about children now, of course, ha ha,” Alastor laughed boisterously. You could tell it was to cover up the nerves he felt inwardly, but Lucifer found him to be insufferable and inconsiderate. “We don’t know if we can Al,” You said softly, reaching your hand to Alastors cheek. Alastor quirked a brow amusement visibly shining in his eyes that searched your face for something. “We’d just have to wait until mating season darling.” Lucifer gagged at that, you however didn’t quite understand and it made Alastor coo about how adorable you are.

“Oh so we’re not supposed to know they’re gonna try for a baby?” Charlie asked stunned, backing away from her father. “No,” He moaned, slamming his head back down on the table. Charlie gave her dad a look but brushed it off, this was very exciting for her, she’d only tell Vaggie, that way the two could both subtly baby proof the hotel!

~

Autumn in hell roamed around and it was one hell of a year, the hotel went under attack, Lucifer then made himself a whole quarter of the hotel his, and Alastor followed suit with his radio tower, Sir Pentious died, Adam died, there was so much hectic chaos you could barely keep up. Not to mention the beginning of October left you feeling odd, to say the least. You couldn’t completely understand why, not much changed in the recent days, aside from a few sinners checking in. Nothing bad happened between you and Alastor either; things have been fantastic, the two of you would have the occasional spat about morality and manipulation, but Alastor had your soul and was your mate, so in the end you’d give in to him, and he in his own way to you.

One of your biggest points of contention was Alastors multi-beneficial behaviour, if he was going to do something you knew it was double edged, one side benefiting him and the other side doing what he was supposed to with the illusion of being gracious. One of the biggest arguments was kids; Alastor talked about having them in ways that benefited him, how it would rank him above other sinners, he’d have bloodline in hell which would grant him further authority beyond the pride ring, he could train his offspring to be like him. In short, Alastor didn’t want children, he wanted mini hims, to run around killing and eating others.

You tried your best to convince him that a child was no means to power, but he truly couldn’t understand the point of having them besides that. You tried not to blame him, understanding he wasn’t a fairy prince he was Alastor, and you loved him for that, but at times dealing with his psycho was frustrating.

You’ve noticed him acting strange today, he insisted you wore his clothes he’d been wearing the day before, you thought that was the strangest thing and tried to squeeze the reasoning as to why he wanted you to wear his worn dirty clothes. Unfortunately you never fully got the answer out of him, aside from him tutting that he wanted to make ‘that devil’ seethe, so you did. It wasn’t like it really bothered you, hell he even went out of his way to magic the clothes to fit your frame baggily. You wore one of his washed out red button ups, and his slacks, thankfully you found the fit to be somewhat chic and enjoyed the idea of prancing around in clothes that were his, and smelt like him.

Walking down to the lobby like you did everyday, you were greeted by Alastor holding your cup of coffee as always, this time however his appearance looked worrisome. “What’s wrong Al?” You exclaimed rushing over to him, gazing up to him because his form was just slightly elongated. “Nothing my dear! Just a little bit of frazzle this morning!” You didn’t believe that for one second; his antlers were out and looked like they were peeling, his eyes were black and turned to dials, his neck elongated, smile strained and his hair puffed. “Was it you and Lucifer having some marital spat again?” You joke, taking your cup of coffee and following him into the kitchen.

“No dear, please refrain from commenting about that filthy devil, it’s insulting to replace you with him. It’s simply the change of seasons.” Setting his coffee on the counter top, he leaned on it, arms folded and looked over to you. Your ears folded down, a confused look taking over your face. “Is it a deer thing? I woke up feeling strange too, I’m sweating more than usual, and it’s hot, and sometimes my body will start tingling!” You explain hurriedly, slightly worried at what was going on.

Alastor swallowed, smile straining, he wasn’t equipped with how to handle the situation. “Well dear,” Alastor stalled, momentarily scratching the loose felt on his antler. You gazed at him waiting for a response, but it never came, he just filled the air with static, eyeing you up and down. “Hello, Al? I would prefer to know, you look stressed.” You urged leaning toward him, Alastor inhaled deeply, and exhaled a growl. Your body reacted instantly to the noise, feeling a travelling sensation of heat shoot from your groin to your head making you feel dizzy. “If we are to talk about such things, it will not be here.” He snapped eyes closed tightly, fists clenched, you had no clue what was up with him. Just as you were about to urge him further, Lucifer came skipping into the kitchen whistling a tune. “Oh heyyy guys!” Lucifer exclaimed in a valley girl-esque voice, strutting up to the two of you.

“Morning big daddy.” You say jokingly, it wasn’t that big of a deal to you two; you always referred to Lucifer by either his name or some variation of dad. Alastor however didn’t find this to be funny, you and lucifer watched as Alastor grew taller, his static deafening. “Uhhh morning pumpkin,” Lucifer muttered, eyes focused on Alastor as he spoke. You heard the clacking of heels against the floor and your attention turned to the door. Angel paused at the entrance looking between Al and Lucifer. At this point Alastor leered over Lucifer, bent abnormally so, you were eyeing Angel between the gap Alastor left open. You mouthed ‘help’ at Angel, but he only grimaced and slowly backed off. “Do not refer to them that way.”

The air thickened, Alastor was tall and violent looking, there was black substance leaking from between his yellow teeth, the lights were dimmed and flickering, while his radio played creepy and glitchy old timey music. His voice was nearly unrecognisable as he grit his words out at Lucifer, and for the first time in hell, you felt terrified of a sinner. Most of the seven sins weren’t this eerie when they got mad, neither were the hellborns, they mainly just killed whoever crossed them; no one had shown their true demonic powers in front of you before.

“Woah there, big fella… uh, alright! I’ll just leave you two to it! And i’ll be gone!” And just like that Lucifer scurried off in an extremely comical way. Alastor, despite Lucifer gone didn’t come back to himself, still hunched over breathing deeply, static crackling through the air. You didn’t exactly know what to do in this situation, so for a moment you just stood watching. Eventually, after about two minutes of silence, Alastor shrunk, ever so slightly, still tall and creepy but not nearly as much as before. The static ceased, and the lights returned to the usual brightness, Alastor looked down at you, his usual red eyes back. “I’m so sorry dear, I hope I didn’t frighten you.”

You swallowed harshly, you had a strange mix of fear and arousal swirling within you that you weren’t ready to share with the demon, so instead you shook your head, unconvincingly so. “No not at all Al, how come that made you so upset?” A soft record scratch came from him when you asked. “What ever do you mean?” He innocently asked, tone lifted in false innocence. Crossing your arms together, hip propped out, you eyed him closely trying to gage what you were dealing with. As your eyes ran from his antlers down, you stopped crudely at his hips, noting the strain that appeared.

Alastor wasn’t big on sex, and to be fair you didn’t exactly have a high libido either, you preferred make out sessions and sweet romance, not necessarily needing sex. So it wasn’t often you’d see him in such a state, normally he only showed arousal when he was actively involved with you. Without warning he leaned over you, hands splayed across the counter behind you, trapping you between him and the counter. “Naughty little doe, can’t keep your eyes off me?” Alastor mocked darkly, his breath brushing against your cheek. The way he contorted down from his stretched height didn’t look anatomically possible, and despite the terrifying look of him you felt giddy and cheeky, with the urge to egg him on further.

You couldn’t stop the smirk that crawled its way onto your face, biting your lip in an attempt to curb it, unfortunately Alastor saw. Forcefully he grabbed your cheeks with his claws, yanking your face upward to face him properly. “My dear, I’ve been playing nice but i can see the mischief in your eyes-” Before he could finish you flattened your fingers and palm flat against the bulge in his pants. Alastor stilled as you gave him a pout, doe eyes blinking up at him and your white ears pulled back.

Alastor growled at the sight, shamefully bucking into your warm hand. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it, you're so handsome, y’know?” You whined, your other hand placed on his forearm beside you. Alastor grunted, something you rarely heard from him. “Upstairs, go.” He replied flatly, staring beyond your head at the cabinets above. Giggling manically, you ducked under his arms and sprinted to your shared room. Your body felt on fire and you could feel the arousal between your legs. As you rushed up the stairs you bumped into Angel who grabbed you by the shoulders. “Woah there toots, where ya headed now so cracked out, are things with big red all good?” Before you could respond, Alastors demonic form made way down the hall, shadows crawling out from his feet and knocking out the lights.

“Oh yeah okay, makes sense.” Angel said in a hurry, before taking off leaving you to your own devices. Laughing aloud with a giant grin on your face you continued sprinting down the hall, just barely out of Alastors grasp. His radio was a good tell on how close he was to you, the static was going crazy nearly giving you a headache. You broke out into an anxious run, unable to fight off the anticipation of what would happen. When you got to the room, you ran inside shutting the door. You glanced around and decided a good hiding place would definitely be the most cliche, not under the bed but under a computer desk. You squished yourself underneath the desk, which was incredibly uncomfortable and pulled the chair in to cover you as much as you could.

The door suddenly creaked open, the shadows consumed the floor, the lights dying out. Alastors static couldn’t be heard, but you could hear and feel the vibrations of his footsteps around the room. “Oh sweet thing, I know you don’t truly want to hide from me. Why don’t you come on out to me?” His voice was smooth compared to before, the static left his voice, leaving his unique and rich voice all bare to your ears. The burning sensation in your body worsened and it felt torturous to deny your body any friction, you knew if you moved you were done for.

Despite not being in real danger, your heart kicked up in speed when you heard his nails drag across the wooden desk above, his hooves coming into sight at the corner. Alastor pulled out the chair, humming to himself as he sat down. You held your breath as you watched him spread his lags out, shadows darker than the dark room swarming up behind him. You watched him unbuckle his belt lazily, his head obscured from your view, only his clawed hand and crotch in sight. “Up,” He ordered once his belt was undone, and his shirt untucked. Slithering out from under the desk, you used his thighs to balance and help you lift yourself up. Before you could fully get up he grabbed you by the neck and tugged you into a firey kiss. His teeth scraped against yours, and his tongue instantly took over your mouth, exploring and tainting every inch of your mouth.

You moaned into him as his other hand gripped your hip, digging his nails deep into it. Yanking your body up, you now sat on his lap just below the large bulge he’d been teasing you with. You jerked your hips forward, yearning the friction of him against you. Alastor pulled away a string of saliva still connecting the two of you together, you whined throwing your head back slightly in defiance. You’d never wanted someone so badly before, it was even worse then the first time you’d met Al. Panting you wrapped your arms around his neck, humping him mindlessly, the only focus being on cumming. “Look at you,” Alastor sneered, gripping your hips and pushing you down against him. “So desperate, you’ve got no restraint. I’m disappointed in you, little doe.”

You croaked out what could only be described as a plea, but really it just sounded like a meek shout. Above the two of you Alastors antlers grew out, looking large and broad. “Y’know what time it is my dear.” Alastor groaned watching sweat slip down your chest, eye twitching as he held himself back. “Answer me.” He ordered sticking his nails into your tights, you gasped and moaned finding more pleasure in the act then pain. “No,” You cried softly and breathlessly. At that Alastor brought his head down to nuzzle the top of your head, careful of his antlers, and whispered in your ear. “Mating season.” You stuttered breathing out a “ha” noise, lacking humour and instead being replaced by desperation. In this position you could smell only his scent, and the arousal you left in the air, it made you feel dizzy with lust. You knew what this meant and it edged you further to the fall; he was going to mate you; breed you. You cried his name and begged for nothing, just tugging at his coat and begging for him, and only him.

The demon chuckled darkly moving away from your hair, and with lidded eyes he looked down at you, messily humping him, nearly on the verge of tears. What a sight to behold. His tentacles emerged lifting you above his lap, just enough for him to get his slacks off. Once off, he leaned back, you hoisted in the air still squirming, he practically lit up with a light bulb of an idea. Gripping himself through his boxers, Alastor slowly stroked himself; grinning cheekily up at you as he did so, seeing how instantaneously you were captivated by him. Without your knowledge, the tentacles worked around you, undoing, and slowly pulling off your (alastors), slacks. With one tentacle around your waist, two under each arm, and two underneath your knees keeping your legs pulled apart, there was too many tentacles to notice that your pants and underwear were being discarded.

Not to mention Alastor had you enamoured with the way he stroked himself, humming out noises of approval, just for you. You moaned when you felt the coldness of a tentacle inch up the entirety of your vulva, practically cupping your entire heat. You let out a guttural groan at the sensation, immediately jerking into his magic. “Oh fuck Alastor,” You cried shaking as the tip of the tentacle swirled your clit. Alastor watched you tentatively, enjoying all the ways your body reacted.

Alastor loved watching how your toes curled, or how your stomach would clench visibly, or how you feebly tried to pull your legs together. He sped his movements, enjoying the feeling of himself through his boxers, a little dribble of cum staining a wet spot on his drawers. Alastor rarely jerked off, but god did it feel good to put on a show for you, he loved the ways your eyes only focused on him, never moving away from what he was doing. Alastor saw you were coming close to the end, but if you were to cum, it was going to be around him. With the flick of a wrist, the tentacles plopped you back on his thighs, disappearing and making you cry out.

“Alastor please, please, please, I need you,” You whined bucking up into the air. Alastor grabbed your wrists that were flinging around slightly trying to keep yourself stable. Alastor would be the first to admit, it was extremely hard to keep his smile right now, he wanted to give you other expressions to burn into your brain. “Look at me darling.” Alastor cooed, not enjoying the fact your eyes were squeezed tightly shut. You were still mumbling incoherent pleas as you cracked them open, being greeted by Alastors chest and lazily leaned back figure, he was still stretched out to an abnormal degree which gave you and him more leeway. The way he looked at you as if you were a god, it made your stomach flutter, not to mention how he made you feel so effortlessly small, which in a way felt nice, especially with him.

“You’re so gorgeous dear, I hope our children have your eyes,” You curled forward against your will, gripping his shirt like it was your lifeline. You nearly came at his forwardness not to mention the certainty in his voice, and he found it to be oh so adorable. Carefully he lifted you and lined himself up with you, thanks to the help of his tentacles. Inhaling deeply, he briefly enjoyed the smell of your scent throughout the room, from your sweat, to your fragrances, to your arousal, it all intoxicated him all at once with need. Slowly he sat you down on him, you had made yourself so wet there was barely any resistance, you did however clench making it extremely difficult for Alastor to hold back.

Groaning loudly, the demon smiled wide, straining to keep his composure. You had fallen against his chest, gripping onto him tightly, mouth ajar, drool dripping, and eyes shut tightly, you were in bliss. The only thing your mind could comprehend was him, all of him, and having him breed you, mate you, fill you full of him. At that thought your hips involuntarily bucked up, your clit brushing against the curly pubic hair he had, that trailed up to his bellybutton. Alastor drew in a breath, leaning his head back against the large seat behind him, feeling electrified by your walls around him. Feet planted on the floor Alastor used his footing to fuck up into you harshly, jerking your body upward as he did so. You cried out his name, letting him use your body as he pleased, and use he did. Alastors gentleman ways were far behind him at this moment, his mind was clouded with one purpose and that was to breed you. He harshly jerked his hips up into you, bouncing you up and down on top of him at his own will and pace.

His head was still laid back on the head rest, exposing his neck to you. Speedily, as he jerked up into you, you focused on undoing the buttons of his collared shirt, your mind set on leaving bites and hickeys all along him. Once you gained access to his neck fully, you dived in moaning and dragging your teeth against his warm flesh. This caused him to snap forward, his arms caging you from behind, pushing you into him future. You licked, kissed and bit at his neck occasionally groaning his name, Alastor started to pant violently, growling every so often. Lifting his hips off the chair with you still there, he stood up, his tentacles assisting where ever he needed. With the new posture granted new access, and a new pace. With your legs wrapped his waist you could feel his his tail that wagged and stiffened repeatedly against you, it made your own wiggle in response.

Alastor was a true demon now, pushing your upper half backward, you fumbled afraid to fall and hit your head on the desk, but instead you were pleased to feel four tentacles holding you up, and keeping you from falling. Alastor dragged his claws down your now exposed chest, straight down to your clit, marking the trail down your skin with a discoloured line. It gave you goosebumps and you clenched in anticipation, as his movements had stunted a little bit ago. Finally his eyes met yours, clouded with lust and a deeper red colour than before, speaking of which- he could barely keep them open, so fucked out in his own lust. His movements began, slow and deep at first, his eyes never looking away from yours, and you were too hypnotised by his to even think about looking anywhere else but him. Alastor made sure with every thrust you felt it through your entire body, every prod was deep and forceful, and it worked making you see stars. You cried out clenching your legs around him as he finally began to pick up the pace, jolting your body with ever thrust.

As he rapidly picked up the pace, you moaned, whined and grunted out high pitched noises of pleasure that you never knew you could make. Alastor was growling, and grunting, teeth bared as he jackhammered into you, skin slapping filling the silent room. Bending forward to lean over you, he nipped and bit at your chest leaving prominite triangular teeth marks that were unmistakably his. With the current angle he hit a spot in you that caused you to squeal, screaming his name at the top of your lungs, you reflexively gabbed his antlers. “More, more,” You cried squeezing onto the thick antlers. Alastor moaned, not growled or grunted, moaned. His pitch was lifted and his eyes closed in bliss as he began to hump you desperately, his legs jittery from the excitement. Panting, he lifted his head to meet your eyes, which weren’t facing him but instead the wall, your head turned away shyly. Grabbing your face, he forced your head in his direction and crash his lips against yours.

It was an opened mouth kiss with no rhythm, just teeth, tongue and desire. You both moaned and panted into each others mouths, and each time Alastor let out a breathless moan, you clenched around him. Wrapping his arms around you, Alastor pulled his mouth away noses still touching. “I c-can’t dear, not gonna last.” Alastor gritted, making you whine and mutter incoherently, you were already gushing fluids all down his legs and balls like a water fountain. “Oh fuck,” Alastor moaned his static glitching in and out. His pace suddenly quickened to a sickening degree, every thrust he let out a breathy growl. “Gonna breed you,” He muttered against your lips before crashing them against you, with the senstaion of wet pubic hair bumping against your swollen clit, and his body heat suffocating you, you couldn’t hold out any longer. The coil snapped in you, liquid gushing rapidly out of you painting his cock with your fluids, your body violently convulsed against him, screeching his name like a wild animals.

Alastors eyes turned to dials as his pace quickened, your orgasm bringing his own on as he felt the pressure break, without care he continually hammered into you, moaning and groaning your name into the nape of your neck. Around the room the lights violently flickered and flashed various colours, the radio off to the side flicking on and off with a strange tune. The amount of cum he strung out felt inhuman, and it felt like it was bloating you up. After a few moments of him whining and fucking into you, his cum so bountiful it ended up leaking out of you with every pump. Eventually he stilled falling against you and his tentacles that were also shaking with strain and exhaustion. The flickering lights and crazy stereo glitching ceasing. Alastor gripped you tightly, his shadows encasing the two of you, and releasing you on your shared bed. Alastor hadn’t pulled out of you, instead he pulled you closer, his body snapping back to his regular size, and snuggled himself into your back.

You were barely responsive, still dazed and confused trying to catch your breath. Alastor played with your fingers absentmindedly, kissing your exposed shoulder. Sighing happily, you wiggled yourself back up into him. “I love you dear.” Alastor muttered, silently voice muffled from the fact his face was buried against your shoulder. “I love you too.” You felt him freeze against you, suppose he didn’t expect you to be coherent enough for you to realize or respond.

~

“I just think there’s something more going on ere’.” Angel teased grinning at you, Lucifer hand his head down against the bar, Charlie and Vaggie sat on the couch, Vaggie looked tired and pissed off. Husk was, well Husk, and Nifty was nowhere to be seen. “What do you mean?” You say innocently sitting at a chair with your morning coffee by your side. “Oh please! The whole seven rings heard you two!” The king wailed, grabbing his hat so hard it may have ripped. You felt heat crawl up your neck at the claim, surely you weren’t that loud right? “Oh ya! The whole hotels hydro went out, thanks a lot strawberry pimp, made my stereo go all haywire.” Angel snickered poking your thigh with a raise of his eyebrows. Alastor stood tall behind you, a relaxed smile on his face. “I had to hear you two moan all morning yesterday!” Lucifer cried out throwing himself off the chair dramatically throwing himself around in despair. Alastor growled beside you, and when you glanced up you were surprised to see his ears pinned back.

“Guys cmon, you’re making me uncomfortable.” You say, you weren’t at all uncomfortable, but you worried that Alastor may have been, and you knew he wouldn’t enjoy being pushed under the bus and presented as weak to sexual teasing. Charlie thankfully ushered her father a way, and Vaggie walked off with her giving both you and Alastor a glare. The room was momentarily silent once they left, you eyed Angel, and Husk throwing back alcohol at the bar. “So, kids eh?” Immediately Alastor morphed into his demonic form at Angels words. You gave Angel a look but he wasn’t afraid of either of you, instead he giggled and skipped over to Husk.

~

Cuddled down in your brand new duvets, compliments of Lucifer, you waited for your husband to get back. Thankfully Alastor was always punctual and never kept you waiting long. Beside you on the left side of the bed was a crib, decked out in soft pinks and reds, with black accents all around. Attached to the crib was a demonic mobile, with little wooden runes, teeth, and horn hung on it handmade by Alastor. You had given birth to your baby only a week ago, and Alastor was doting, and a little obsessed. He wouldn’t let you leave the hotel, and very rarely the room. If you did leave you were followed by him, his shadows and Husk. He’d been out today all day, doing a special broadcast which involved slaughtering dozens of citizens and broadcasting it just as a friendly reminder as to not get in his way, or mess with him.

It felt a little wrong, Alastor had told you his plans and when you looked down at your baby girls face you couldn’t deny him, you wanted people to stay away, so neither of you told Charlie or Lucifer where he’d be going, just that he’d be gone. And he was supposed to return shortly, you made sure to listen in on his torturous journey, slightly enjoying how hot he sounded. Beside you, Mara, your baby girl, stirred making baby noises as she did so. Leaning over you peaked in to see if she was actually awake or simply shuffling and making noises in her sleep. When you looked over you were greeted with big (e/c) baby eyes of your daughter, she had alastors hair and ears, but thankfully lacked his yellow teeth, you loved your husband but it was uh, his aesthetic. Scooping her up you cooed to her and placed her on your bare chest, petting the tiny wisps of red hair that sprout from her head. She was warm, and smelt like brand new baby, fresh skin, with fragments of yourself and Alastor lingering. Being a deer certainly heightened the pregnancy process, and Alastors fears of being like the wild bucks above on earth were quickly dismissed.

Alastor was enamoured with Mara the moment you found out you were pregnant, it was a very trying time considering everybody was absolutely against it or absolutely infatuated, you had people telling n the news obsessively writing articles about you two, Vox was absolutely up your guys’ ass, and Lucifer was his own little problem. He never left Alastor alone always hounding him on how to be a good dad and to not ‘eat the baby’, which always made the room go silent. Alastor suddenly materialized in the room, black shadows crawling away from his form as he stepped in. Immediately his eyes zeroed in on you and Mara, eyes brightening at the sight. Slinking over to the bed, Alastor slid in beside you arm coming around your shoulder while the other pet the baby’s head and little ears. “She’s just a beauty! Oh if only my mother could meet her.” You looked over to him at that, a little surprised at that, you were very aware he was a mommas boy but never had you thought of the fact he’s been so far from her for so long, and that he may inwardly desire to have her back in his life.

Little hands came up and grabbed onto Alastors long fingered claw, brining it to her mouth, Mara began to ‘chew’ on him. You grinned happily at the sight, Alastor chuckling beside you. “So, I was listening over the radio, but regardless, how’d it go?” You ask twisting your body toward him, he hummed pulling his hands away from Mara. “Oh it was spectacular, everything went swimmingly. I briefly met up with Rosie and relayed the news, she's absolutely thrilled at the birth of Mara, says we must come by with her for lunch.”

“Will you let that happen, I haven’t seen the outside in days.” Alastor hummed flatly giving you a playful cut eye. “Perhaps a day will be fine.” You snorted, focusing your attention back on the baby, placing a kiss on her forehead. “So, whadaya think, grandpa Luc-” Alastor quickly interjected. “Immediately no, but go on.” You laughed aloud, shaking your head at his behaviour. “Grandpa Luci, Uncle Angel, Uncle Husk, Auntie Charlie, Aunt Vaggie, then we have Cousin Nifty, andddd.” You trail off thinking about who else could be added to the equation. “Godmother Rosie?” Alastor pipped up, seeming genuinely happy, you agreed instantly, loving the idea of Rosie being the godmother should anything happen to you two. Or Lucifer, or Charlie.

Alastor gently gestured to the baby, signaling he wanted to hold her, so you passed her over delicately watching as she melted into Alastors chest. “So dear,” Alastor said with a mischievous tone, head tilting towards you. “Shall we feed her deer meat? I think it’s good to start em young!” You groaned, and rolled your eyes it seemed your first fatal relationship argument was kids, and now the next will be what to feed them.

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[jyoongim]

I love your stories, they are fantastic and feed my daydreams to a intensely gratifying degree.

I am curious if you would entertain the idea of writing an Alastor and fem reader as battle partners and occasional lovers. She’s a fox demon that has been around for centuries and is very powerful. She is indispensable to him in battle but she helps him take care of his baser urges especially during his rut.

I beg you!

Thank youuuuuu

note: i kept this rather suggestive hehe.

Alastor x Kitsune! Fem Reader

“So what’s with the fox? Didn’t take smiles to be much of a dog person” Angel said to Husker as the black fox trotted past him, walking towards said demon sitting on the sofa, rubbing against his legs before jumping up and curling up in his lap.

Husker shook his head, grumbling “Listen, that’s one thing you don’t want to know about. Trust me” he chugged at his bourbon.

Angel rolled his eyes at the cat demon, “Oh c’mon! Tell me! What do Mr. Fancytalk need with a pet? ” He whined. Husker ignored him, thinking sooner or later the spider will figure it out.

Charlie and Vaggie entered the lobby, overhearing the conversation. Angel turned his sight to Vaggie “Hey Vagina do you know the deal with the strawberry pimp’s pet?”

Vaggie sighed ”When Alastor manifested in this realm it was absolute chaos! some have speculated what unimaginable forces enabled him to rival our worlds most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing for sure, he holds an unpredictable source of danger, the kind we shouldn’t risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!” Angel deadpanned “that’s doesn’t really answer my questions toots”

Vaggie pointed towards the red demon, at the black fox “rumor has it the fox is the reason he’s so powerful”

Angel sucked his teeth “Ill believe when I see it”

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You napped on the bed of your shared room as Alastor sat out on the balcony enjoying the view of Pentagram City.

A loud BANG! Was heard and suddenly there was a massive hole knocked into the hotel.

A giant blimp was outside the hotel and a snake demon was declaring a fight against Alastor.

Alastor joined Charlie and the others at the entrance of the hotel, very much amused at the pathetic display.

”Who are you?” He asked

”I am the great Sir Pentigous! Your fiercest enemy!…We literally battled last week”

Alastor tilted his head, leaning on his cane “Well you would think I remembered you”

The snake demon hissed and went to charge up his weapons.

”Uuugghh Alastor? Aren’t you gonna do something about him? Aren’t you suppose to protect the hotel or something?” angel asked, hands on his hips. Alastor grinned ”Aah yes” he snapped his fingers.

Thick, inky black smoke billowed from the ground as a thunderous growl was heard.

”Holy fucking hell!”

A Giant beast emerged from the ground and immediately took the bump into its mouth and shook like a dog would a toy.

Several appendages swirled as the beast tore into the machine like it was paper.

The snake demon fell to the ground, trying to back away as the massive black beast snapped its sharp teeth at him,  making him cower.

”now now my dear you’ve done enough” Alastor said, causing everyone to look at him confused?

The black beast huffed before black smoke surrounded it.

Walking out of the smoke, holding the snake demon was a…

”THE FOX???!!” Angel exclaimed

You dragged the demon by his hood, baring your sharp teeth at him as he cowered behind Charlie.

You frowned at Alasto as you turned to him, ears flattening

You hands were at your hips as your tails swirled behind you “You woke me up for that?! Please at least let it be a challenge next time”

Alastor snickered as he pulled you into his side,  grin turning Cheshire as you nuzzled him anyway.

Everyone had a puzzled look on their face.

The cute black fox that often roamed the hotel was actually a demon?!

”told you would have found out sooner or later” Husker said.

”A-Alastor w-what?” Charlie stuttered, as Vaggie barged through pointing her spear at you and Alastor.

Your eyes narrowed as you stood in front of Alastor, growling at her, claws flexing in case she made a move. Your tails spiked.

”I wouldn’t do that if I were you” Alastor grinned, peaking through one of your tails

”This darling of mine is that ‘unpredictable source of choas’. Isn’t she a doll?”

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“Soooo you two are like a thing? How the fuck? What he own your soul or something?” Angel asked sipping his martini.

You smirked.

You had been with Alastor for a while now. You met the red deer when he first came to hell. He was running a muck in your territory, taking away the souls that you enjoyed tormenting. You, the ‘Kitsune Demon’, would not be intimidated by some newbie. So you fought Alastor. 

Who won? No one knows but many often saw the Radio Demon entering and existing your domain without consequence afterwards.

You and the Radio Demon had a very simple relationship. Your ancient power gave him legitimacy in status as well as your presence on his arm.

You were his best weapon in a battle and a great companion.

You might have looked scary, but only the lanky demon had seen you in your most vulnerable state.

You looked so pretty taking his cock and covered in cum.

”No he doesn’t own my soul and a thing? If you mean I warm his bed and keep him in check for the most part? Then yes” you said bluntly, making the spider gawk.

”you fuck that? That makes a lot of sense now” angel mumbled.

Speaking of fucking, you sniffed at the air. Alastor’s rut was approaching. You had to take care of that.

You left the confused spider as you disappeared in a smoky mist.

”Did you know those two get freaky?” angel turned to Husker, making the cat roll his eyes.

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[vikkirosko]

Hello! Can I request Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, Vox, Lucifer, Blizo, Millie and Moxxy with a female child witch reader?

Reader is 10 and an Umbra witch (like Bayonetta in Bayonetta origins : Cereza and the lost demon). She can summon a demonic creature (cheshire her plush cat made by her mother) to help her fight.

Reader is alive and is in hell because she's searching for a demon to make a deal with. A demon strong enough to help her fight the other witches who locked her mother away, where she will never see her again.

Reader is a nice child, and knows the dangers of hell and making a deal with a demon, but she will sell away her soul if she can be with her mother.

Thank!

Platonic headcanons Umbra witch

🌈 Charlie Morningstar x child fem!Reader 🎶

When Charlie first saw you, she couldn't believe her eyes. A ten-year-old human girl was standing on the threshold of her hotel. Alive and inexplicably trapped in Hell before death. She didn't know how to react to this, but she hurried to you to prevent the demons from harming you. She had lived in Hell long enough to know that a living person trapped in Hell could suffer or die. However, she was even more surprised when you asked her for the opportunity to stay at her hotel until you find a strong demon who agrees to sign a contract with you

You were a serious child, cuddling an unusual plush cat. Charlie genuinely didn't understand why you needed to make a deal with a demon. She tried to explain to you what it could lead to, but you told her that you know perfectly well what it could lead to. You were well aware of the risks involved, but you had a reason why you wanted to make a pact with a demon and why you were even willing to sacrifice your own soul, but you didn't talk about what that reason was

For several weeks you have been staying in a hotel, periodically leaving to continue the search for a strong demon. Charlie took care of you and got to know you better. You were a sweet and nice girl who genuinely cared about those who were dear to you and Charlie also became such a person for you. After another unsuccessful trip to the city, you told her that the reason why you went to Hell was your mother. You had no one but your mother, but she was taken away from you. You and your mother were part of a witch clan, but witches from another clan locked up your mother and you didn't have enough strength to save her. That's why you went to Hell to make a deal with a demon. You were ready to give your soul to be near your mom again

By the end of your story, you started crying. You really missed your mom a lot. Charlie couldn't help but hug you tightly. She felt sorry for you and now she understood that she could not leave you in this position. She intended to take care of you and try to find a way to help you save your mom without signing a contract with a demon. She saw that you were a good person and didn't deserve your soul to end up in Hell. She wasn't sure if she could help you save your mom herself, but she was willing to help you find another way to do it

❌ Vaggie x child fem!Reader 🎀

Vaggie wasn't in Hell for very long, less than Angel or Alastor, but even so, when she saw you, she realized that you weren't supposed to be there. You were a alive ten-year-old girl cuddling a stuffed cat. She didn't understand how you ended up in Hell in the first place, but she wasn't going to leave you to your fate. She brought you to the hotel, saying you could stay there, but asked how you ended up in Hell in the first place. Your story surprised her

As it turned out, you were a witch and came to Hell to make a deal with a strong demon. You claimed that you needed the power to fight other witches, but you didn't say why you needed it. Vaggie found it hard to believe that you wanted to do this for some evil purposes, but she watched your behavior while you were at the hotel. However, you really weren't a bad person. You were a kind and sweet girl who did not wish harm to others. However, there was something that bothered you, which caused you to continue searching for a demon who would agree to make a deal with you

When Vaggie came into your room from which you did not leave after you returned, she saw that you were crying. She hadn't expected this. As it turned out, the reason for your tears was that you missed your mom. Only then did you tell her that you shouldn't have gone looking for a demon so early. Usually witches from your clan made a pact with a demon at a more mature age, but witches from another clan grabbed your mother and locked her in a place where you couldn't get in. That's why you went to Hell. You knew about all the dangers that awaited you and were ready to sacrifice your soul to save your mother

Vaggie felt very sorry for you. She couldn't help you save your mom, but she was going to protect you while you were in Hell. She knew how cruel the denizens of Hell could be and wasn't going to let them hurt you. She saw that your stuffed cat was an unusual toy and protected you when you were attacked, but that didn't mean that Vaggie would stop protecting you. She didn't want you to get hurt, because you were just a child and she didn't care that you were a witch

📻 Alastor x child fem!Reader 🎙

When Alastor was alive, he did not harm children, at least as much as adults. That's why when he met you, he had no intention of harming you. You were a ten-year-old girl who was alive. How you ended up in Hell was not clear, but when you approached him and asked if he could make a deal with you, he was surprised. Pretty quickly, his surprise turned to laughter.  It was hard for him to believe that a human child wanted to sell his soul to a demon, but when he saw how several demons tried to harm you, he decided to protect you and look after you until you changed your mind about making a deal with a demon

You often went to the city and looked for strong enough demons, but still could not find a demon who would be strong enough and would agree to make a deal with you. Every time you came back, Alastor would treat you to the food he cooked and tell you stories. When he once told you about his mom who always cooked him delicious food. When he finished cooking and looked at you, he saw that you were crying. He didn't expect such a reaction and tried to cheer you up. When he asked you what upset you so much, you sniffled and told him that you really missed your mom

You told him how you and Mom lived together. You and Mom were from a witch clan and she taught you everything she knew, but witches from another clan destroyed your quiet world. They took your mom and locked her up. You tried to save her, but you weren't strong enough. The only way to save your mom was to make a pact with a demon strong enough for you to stand up to other witches. Alastor listened carefully to what you told him. At the end of your story, he said that he, so be it, agreed to make a deal with you

Alastor wasn't as strong as the other overlords, but he decided he couldn't leave the girl who wanted to save her mom so badly in trouble. He saw that you were ready to give your soul to save a loved one, so he decided to help you and give you the opportunity to live happily until your time comes to die and when he decides to take the promised soul

🖥 Vox x child fem!Reader 📱

Vox is used to a lot of strange things happening in Hell. He saw a huge amount of what turned out to be in the vastness of hellish social networks, but when he saw you, he was surprised. You were the one who shouldn't have been in Hell. You were a living person. A child who ended up in Hell in some unknown way. But he was even more surprised when you approached him and with a serious expression on your face asked him how strong he was

You followed him, watching him, as if trying to confirm his words that he was strong. Vox didn't understand why you needed it, but it wasn't difficult for him to prove his strength to you. However, your next question has him stumped again. You asked him if he could make a deal with you. As it turned out, you had to make a deal with a strong demon, which is why you went to Hell, even though it was very dangerous

For several weeks, you tried to convince Vox to make a deal with you, but he didn't see the point in making it with a child. He didn't understand why you needed it until you told him the reason why you risked going to Hell. As it turned out, you were a real witch. You lived with your mom, but witches from another clan came and took your mom away. That's why you tried to save her, but for that you had to make a deal with a strong demon so that you had the strength to resist other witches

Vox doubted that even with his strength, you would be able to accomplish what you planned. However, he was interested in what you could do. He doubted that you could survive, but he wasn't going to stop you from trying to die and was even willing to help you live a little longer, realizing that if he didn't make a deal with you, someone else would

🍎 Lucifer Morningstar x child fem!Reader 🐍

Lucifer is used to the fact that many called him to make a deal, but when you came to him, he was surprised. You were a child alive, a little girl who came to Hell herself to make a deal with a demon, and the demon you wanted to make a deal with was him, Lucifer. This surprised him and amused him. It was the first time that someone who wanted to make a deal with him came to him himself

He was wondering why it took you so much effort to meet him. He tried to find out from you, but you tried to evade the answer to this question. Lucifer felt a mystical power from you, which allowed him to understand that you were an unusual child. It wasn't until some time later, during which you tried to convince him to make a deal with you, that he found out why you actually needed to make a deal with him

You were a witch and lived with your mom all your life. You were part of a witch clan and lived a quiet life. However, one day your peace was disturbed and witches from another clan captured your mother. You sincerely wanted to save her, and for this you needed to make a deal with a strong demon so that you would have the opportunity to resist other witches. You knew perfectly well that going to Hell was dangerous and you could have been hurt, but you were determined to save your mom

Lucifer knew perfectly well how important family was and that's why he agreed to help you. He saw how you were even willing to sacrifice your own soul to save your mother, and he just couldn't leave you without help

😈 Blitzø x child fem!Reader 🐴

Blitzø is used to receiving orders from a variety of sinners, but when there was a knock on his office door, he expected to see a new client, but he saw you, a little girl, cuddling a plush cat.You were just an ordinary kid who shouldn't have been in Hell. At first he was very surprised to see you, but when you told him that you wanted to hire him, his surprise turned into a fit of laughter. It was hard for him to believe that you came to Hell just to hire assassins

As he soon found out, your goal was to make a deal with a strong demon, but you didn't know who could be suitable for this, so you decided to contact I.M.P. being sure that they could help you find a strong enough demon who would agree to make a deal with you. He tried to find out the reason for this, but you avoided this question by translating the topic. However, Blitzø couldn't help you so quickly, so you stayed in their office while he was looking for someone suitable to fulfill your order

When he came to check on you in the office late at night, he saw you upset. He asked you if everything was all right, to which you sighed heavily and said that you missed your mom a lot. You told him that you and your mom were witches who were part of the same clan, but your quiet life ended when witches from another clan attacked you and took your mom away. You couldn't save her on your own. You didn't have enough knowledge to save your mother on your own, so you decided to make a deal with a demon to use his power and save mom. You knew perfectly well that it was dangerous, but the dangers did not frighten you

He listened attentively to you, realizing that he could not refuse the job you gave them, because he knew better than anyone else what it was like to lose a family member, so he decided to help you find a demon who would help you save your mother. He wasn't sure he could get rid of the witches himself and help you save your mom, so he decided to help you with the method you both were sure of

😈 Millie x child fem!Reader x Moxxie 🎶

Millie and Moxxie met you when you came to the office where they worked. At first they couldn't believe their eyes. You were a human who came to Hell himself, and also a child. This greatly worried Moxxie. You firmly told them that you came to them to hire them, but not to kill them, but so that they would find a strong demon who would agree to make a deal with you. They did not expect such a job, but their boss was not going to give up such easy money

Millie and Moxxie took care of you for the time that you stayed in their office. You were just a child who needed love and care, so Moxxie and Millie began to play the roles of your parents. At first, you reacted calmly to it, but after a few days of their care, something happened that they did not expect. You cried. At first they thought it was their fault, but pretty quickly they found out the real reason for your tears

You told them that you lived with your mom all your life. She was the dearest person to you and you loved her very much. You were witches and she taught you everything you could possibly need, but one day your quiet life was destroyed. Witches from another clan came to your house and took your mother away. They locked her up and you were too weak to save her, so you decided to go to Hell and make a deal with a demon. The care from Moxxie and Millie reminded you of your mom and your emotions got the better of you

They were surprised by your story. They calmed you down, and then decided to try to figure out how to help you. They weren't sure exactly how to help you, but while they were looking for a way to help you, they intended to take care of you so that you wouldn't be left alone

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[coolnameloading]

Lute x Fem!reader

Came up with this idea a while ago and decided to make it a fic, I'll update eventually but it might take a while. basic gist is sinner reader gets saved by Vaggie and now works in the hotel to pay her back and meets Lute who she becomes a simp for almost instantly, enjoy.

You’ve been in hell since…well a while. You died sometime in 2021 or 2020, the details are blurry. 

The second you got to hell you knew why you were there. It’s because you ran. Whenever things got hard you ran, when you saw horrible things happening to people you ran, when your family was in danger you ran, and now that you’re in hell all you do is run.

Your soul has taken the form of a pastel blue and pink-haired human with 2 cow licks on your hair resembling cat ears...but they just resemble cat ears! Sure they might twitch sometimes and you can hear better now than when you were alive but it’s just weird tufts of hair.  Your skin is also powdery blue with pink stripes on your arms and torso, and your fingers have retractable claws. 

You were also given 2 small powers in the afterlife, it’s nothing like the V’s or Alastor’s powers but they got you out of a few tight spots.

Your first one was your speed, turns out that if you spend your life running like hell you also spend your after-life running like hell while in hell.

The second one was the ability to turn invisible for a few minutes at a time.

These abilities combined with your appearance have gotten you the nickname Cheshire which was just fine by you because you couldn’t remember your real name anyway but it felt a little too on-the-nose that your soul took the literal form of a scaredy cat. 

The unfortunate and unforeseen consequence of your powers and appearance ended up making you the favorite pastime of some bored overlords. Catching you has become a bit of a game for some of them.

Which is what led you to the hotel. You were running from some small fry overlord trying to heighten his status by catching the Cheshire.

He got pretty close actually, you were exhausted, had been running for days at this point and your invisibility wasn’t helping you out because you were being far too loud with how desperate you were to get away.

You kept running and running until you ran over Vaggie who pulled out her spear and pointed it at you until she saw your disheveled state and noticed that you were being chased.  

Once she realized what was happening she slashed at the overlord, injuring but not killing him and causing him to run away. 

After she helped get you to the hotel where Charlie let you have a room for a night and asked if you wanted to stay permanently the day after you agreed.

Do you believe in redemption? No, not really. But if you stay in the hotel the overlords can’t hunt you and you get a nice-ish place to sleep. Also, you feel like you owe Vaggie for saving your life so you help around with random tasks here and there. 

And everything was good for a while.

Until Charlie went to meet with Adam and Vaggie asked you to go with her to make sure she was safe. 

A few minutes after Charlie left she’d come to you with a worried expression and said,

“She’s too trusting, what if they try something? Just keep an eye on her please?” 

And you could hardly deny the woman who saved your life something so simple.

“Whatever ya say, boss.”

So you did, you turned invisible and followed behind Charlie while she tapped-danced her way to a giant elevator-looking thing. Where she had to sign in before walking into a large room with an exterminator and an angel with golden wings.

You hid behind Charlie’s chair paying close attention to everything happening with 2 major things standing out to you. 

The golden-winged angel is Adam and he’s a dick.

The exterminator standing next to him has a hot fucking voice.

After several minutes of listening to Adam talking about fucking some woman at a concert Charlie finally gets to pitch the hotel. 

Only to get cut off immediately by the exterminator, with the hot as fuck voice, who goes on a small rant about how the only reason Charlie and the other hell-borns are alive is that Lucifer cut a deal with Adam and the exterminators. 

Then she gets a little too close to Charlie for comfort and you reveal yourself hissing slightly at the exterminator. She immediately goes for her spear and Charlie stands in front of you.

“The extermination is over!”

She growls out, her horns showing and her eyes glowing red.

“You can’t touch her.”

Adam and the exterminator glare at you before he clears his throat, “Stand down danger tits…we’ll get her next time.”

He grumbles, clearly annoyed with the situation. 

The exterminator keeps glaring at you holding her spear tightly and it takes everything in you not to run.

You can’t help but look at her wings which are fluffed up in what must be aggravation, but you can’t help but notice how fluffy they are.

If she wasn’t pointing a spear at you you’d reach out to touch them. 

Your thoughts are interrupted by Adam yelling, “Lute get your flat ass back here now!”

The exterminator, Lute, walks back to Adam’s side and stands there glaring at you while Adam and Charlie continue their conversation.

Charlie goes back to explaining the hotel with her song only to get cut off…by a song….at this point, you’re thinking of asking Vaggie to pay you for this shit. 

The general idea of the song was that sinners deserve death because you all suck and that they’ll be back in 6 months.

Then the hologram of Adam somehow grabs Charlie and throws her out, when you run after her you see Lute’s hand trying to grab your wrist and you move out of the way.

 You’re sure as fuck not getting caught by an angel.

The Cheshire isn’t getting caught by a fucking angel…even if it’s one with a hot raspy voice…and who probably has hot abs….and you kinda have a mask kink now.

You might legit be into this bitch…but that’s a problem for later. 

For now, you have to check up on Charlie. 

“Boss, are you alright? That dickhead didn’t hurt you did he?”

You whisper, looking over her wrists for any bruising.

“N-no I’m fine Cheshire but what were you doing in there?”

She asks you taking her hands out of yours.

You giggle nervously and rub the back of your neck, “I was worried about ya boss, had to make sure you were alright.”

You feel guilty for lying to Charlie but you’d rather not get Vaggie in trouble for being worried about her girlfriend.

Charlie looks suspicious but doesn't ask any more questions and just nods her head. 

“Alright, now come on we need to go back to the hotel and come up with a plan.”

“Whatever you say, boss.”

The two of you walk back to the hotel to deliver the news to the others.

#lute x reader #hazbin hotel lute #fanfic #hazbin hotel #hazbin chaggie #hazbin angel dust #hazbin adam #hazbin vaggie #fem reader

[call-me-cheese]

Hello there! I was wondering if you could do Alastor with a reader who has a thick southern accent? It can be romantic or platonic, it’s completely up to you! Have a good day/night!

~ Angel <3

Alastor x reader(platonic)

а/n: Thanks for request Angel! I hope you will like it, I am not very in themes like this, but I tried my best!

·       To begin with, Alastor lived in New Orleans, meaning he did deal with different languages as well as accents, so he doesn't have any direct problems with that

·       But he's also a radio host with an obviously set voice, and for his profession to have a speech that isn't quite right is not okay

·       Does he care about it? Most of the time, yes, but there's one exception, his name

·       HE asked YOU to call him "Al" because this type of twisting is simply not acceptable

·       Does it bother you a lot? Mmmmm, no

·       «Alustuuuh" you approach him with the most idiotic smile, just annoying your friend

·       "What do you want?" he slowly turns to you with a killer look, just hoping it's really important

·       "Hmm, nothing, just to see if you can hear" you liked to annoy Alastor, he's too suited for that, so with a "Cheshire cat" expression on your face and a crazy laugh, you run away at top speed

·       Sometimes he swears he hates you

·       He really hates you

·       He doesn't

·       Sometimes he corrects you just like that

·       Sometimes he randomly asks how you would pronounce certain words

·       Rosie also suffers, but less

·       He cursed the people (Lucifer) several times with your expressions

·       You're his official second-in-command for creating chaos

·       Now some phrases from the south are spreading, so I think in hell as well

·       If you've known him for a relatively long time, then sometimes you'll get summaries of changes in slang expressions in hell

·       As I've said before, you don't pronounce names quite correctly (you can actually pronounce them correctly, but it's not that fun at all) and he willingly uses it

·       Sometimes he borrows expressions/pronunciations from your vocabulary and uses them for the same purposes as you

·       He also irritates people (Lucifer)

·       You're annoying people together

·       It's fun to spend time with him

I hope you enjoyed)

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor

[birdriddles]

[ 🐱🕰️🌀] CHESHIRE CAT NPTS

NAMES: kitty , mischief , alastor , misty , wybie , oddity , sly , vincent , beaux , trouble , roman , nicholai , dacre , victor , felix , chester , stripe , hijinks

PRNS: grin/grins , mis/direct , fae/fades , swi/swipes , smi/smiles , mad/mads , hum/hums , lie/lies , cat/cats , meow/meows , mead/meadow , mist/mists , spin/spins , scra/scratch , whisker/whiskers , paw/paws , kit/kits , spi/spiral , odd/odd , stray/strays , strange/strange

TITLES: {X} who fades away , {X} who leads you in the wrong direction , the queen of heart’s headache , the ever smiling , {X} that goes mad , the cat whom flashes teeth , the one with yellow eyes , {X} who lives in the trees , the disembodied voice

[ 💜 ] REQ: @pupzko

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[bigfatbimbo]

Basically something for my habzin hotel au called Alastor in wonderland

AngelDust as the mad hatter and Alastor as Alice, basically

Look at my au for more info about my au

Hiii! thank you for your request but i’m sorry to say I only do x reader fics

but i will say that everyone should go check out this au because it is incredibly interesting and well thought out!

I especially love Lucifer as the white queen, that feels so perfect to me. I also like Husk as the cheshire cat because Keith David would eat that up tbh

Have a good night, remember to drink water <3

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader

[selineram3421]

Petit Lapin Blanc

Part 1

Prologue

Alastor and Human Child Reader

:Platonic:

Warning! ⚠

⚠ humans being weird ⚠

~

You were watching the white rabbit on the t.v. It was hopping around in circles. Then someone called out to you.

Looking over, you see a red man.

"Could you tell me how you got here?", the man before you asked, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

How I got here? You think, trying to remember but come up with nothing.

A pout appeared on your face.

"I-I don't remember. I don't-", you hiccup and start to cry.

"Come now, there's no use in crying!", the red man says and pats the top of your head. "Are you hungry? Hm?", he asks cupping your face in his hands, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.

His claws brush against your hair as he does so.

You notice that he's still smiling. Not at all angry that about you crying.

"I'm not hungry.", you sniff, holding your rabbit tighter.

"Let's get you somewhere safer, yes? There's a lot of strange folk here.", he says and stands up.

Tall. You think, having to look all the way up to keep eye contact.

"Would you like to come with me? If not that's fine too.", he says and holds a hand out to you.

You look at his hand and then back at him.

"I'm not supposed to follow strangers.", you tell him.

"Oh, you're quite right! I'll introduce myself.", he says, standing straight and fixing his coat. "I am Alastor! A Radio Host, specifically from around the 1920s."

"That's a long time ago.", you comment.

"Yes, but not too long ago.", he smiles kindly. "May I know you? You're quite the stranger now."

"Hmm..", you hum with a smile, putting a finger to your chin and pretending to think about it.

He notices your change of mood and his smile widens.

"Ok.", you say and give him a nickname. "I can't give you a real one, because you seem like a fae, mister."

"Me? A fae? Hahahaha!", he laughs.

Heads of nearby demons turn but some don't look for long. There's a few still watching.

"I'm not fae but close enough little one.", he chuckles, wiping a fake tear away. "Now that we are acquainted, would you like to come stroll with me? I'll see if I can help you out of this rabbit hole you've fallen into.", he holds his hand out to you again.

"No tricks?", you ask, lifting a hand up.

"No tricks, cross my heart.", he says and makes an X mark over his chest.

You squint at him. The man shows the hand behind his back. No fingers crossed.

Taking a hold of his hand, you decide to follow him for now. Both of you begin to walk together.

"Where am I by the way?", you ask.

"Somewhere you are not meant to be.", he says. "Worry not! I'll try to help you find your way back home."

If I'm supposed to be at home, how did I end up here? You thought and looked to your stuffed rabbit friend. Maybe home wasn't safe and I left.

You couldn't be too sure with not remembering, but for now you would follow the cheshire cat-like man.

He seemed like the safest option for now.

"I wonder.", Alastor said.

"Wonder what?", you ask, looking up at him.

"What is your favorite color?", he asks and looks over to you.

"Not this.", you say, pulling at your clothes. "I don't like these clothes either. Its not comfortable."

"Then let's get you new ones. Comfort is just as important as style.", he says.

"You do have a point.", you say with a nod. "Where can I find comfortable new clothes?"

Alastor stops and lifts you up. Letting you sit on his hip.

"There! Now you'll be able to see where we are going.", he says and points to a direction to the left. "We'll go that way. I have a friend who has a shop that sells all sorts of things."

"Really? Like what?", you ask interested.

"Let's see.", the man in red says and begins walking again. "She sells clothes, jewelry, china, handkerchiefs, letter openers.", he lists off.

"China?", you say confused.

"Like tea sets. Cups, plates, bowls.", he clarifies.

"So fancy cups and bowls?", you say.

"Yes, fancy cups and bowls.", he nods.

Looking at the man, you see that he has two fluffy looking things on his head. Also two small antlers.

"Mister Alastor, are you sure you're not fae?", you ask. "A faun?"

"No, I am not little one. Close but I am not fae.", he says again. "I'll tell you later, promise. And just Alastor is fine dear."

All you do is hum and pet your toy rabbit, resting your head on his shoulder. Looking up, you see a red sky.

I wonder of there's a fire somewhere. You thought drowsily, feeling yourself starting to sleep. I'll sleep for a little bit. I'm safe now.

With that, you let darkness take a hold of you.

.

Foster homes were something that you had to get used to.

The first few were terrible.

One had a weird man that made holes in the walls. Another had a woman who was mean to everyone, and the one before you got to the most recent had a couple that didn't like each other anymore.

The new one you were in now had an older couple.

You had just arrived to your new temporary home. The social worker opened the car door for you and helped get your bag out. The only thing you had to carry was your white rabbit.

Standing before the two, you took in their appearance. The man wore a dark suit and the woman wore fancy pastel clothes, like she was going to church.

"Hello little one!", the woman greeted you with a smile.

You didn't like that kind of smile. It was the one people used to seem harmless, hiding all the bad things they've done.

"Go on, say hello.", the young social worker, Sally said, nudging your shoulder. "Sorry, they're quite shy.", she smiled apologetically to the older couple.

"Oh its no problem.", the woman said waving her hand. "We don't mind."

The man just watched quietly.

"Let's go inside, yes?", Sally said, adjusting your bag and her briefcase. "I want to make sure everything is safe for the child and I'll be on my way."

"Of course!", the woman said and guided you both inside.

The man was the last to enter the home, closing the door.

A ticking sound had caught your attention. Looking around, you don't see a clock.

"We made sure to put away anything that seemed too dangerous.", the woman said while walking both of you to the living room.

The house was old and pretty.

You noted that everything was styled the same. It had a big living room with fancy furniture, a old fireplace, and pictures in detailed gold looking frames.

The two women were talking about paper work that needed signing, now sitting on the couch. It was boring to listen to and all you wanted to do was explore.

"Can I look around?", you ask, hoping to find where the ticking was coming from.

A quick scowl took over the older woman's face as she turned to look at you. Hiding it with a smile when the social worker looked at her.

"Oh, I don't think-", Sally began.

"I'll take them.", the man suddenly spoke up.

You jumped up a bit, forgetting he was behind you and turned to look at him.

"If that's alright?", he said.

"I can't let them leave my sight-", Sally frowned.

"Oh, just give them cookies or biscuits Hank.", the older woman said. "Its just across the hall and into the kitchen. Look, you can even see the table from here.", she pointed.

Sure enough, the kitchen table was visible with a jar sitting on top of it.

"I suppose..", Sally said and sighed. "Alright."

The man, Hank, steps out of the doorway. Gesturing for you to go and get cookies.

You looked at him with a slight glare, not sure if you could trust him, but you do go into the kitchen.

"Now, where do I sign?"

You can hear the older woman ask, the two begin talking again as you make your way over to the table.

Hank also enters the kitchen and gets the jar, opening it for you. Peaking in, you see cookies with white frosting drizzle.

"Sugar cookies.", is all Hank says before putting the jar back on the table and leaving the room.

You pull out a nearby chair and climb on it, sitting on your legs as you take a cookie.

Maybe this home will be better than the other one's. You think and take a bite of the cookie.

~

Smol with tall lol.

~Seline, the person.

Taglist@

@stolas-thebirb @c4rved-pumpk1n @ducky-died-inside

Next ➡ Part 2

🐇 ChL | ML for Alastor🎙

#x reader #gn reader #human child reader #child reader #hazbin alastor #alastor the radio demon #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #fanfic #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor and child reader #alice in wonderland #theme #alastor & reader #the radio demon #hazbin hotel x reader

[vesppperoro]

Masterlist !!!

Rules on Requests! (THEY ARE OPEN.)

Envy!Reader

Hazbin Hotel Cast with Sin of Envy!Reader:

1 (Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, Niffty, Sir. Pentious, Alastor) (GN)

2 (Vox, Valentino, Velvette, Rosie). (GN)

What do the other sins think of Leviathan!Reader:

Only Part (The Helluva Boss Sins + Fizz) (GN)

What is it like being the Sin of Envy?:

Only Part (GN)

Sin of Envy!Reader x Satan, Sin of Wrath:

Headcanons. Might make a p2 (GN)

Envy!Reader with the I.M.P:

Only Part. Might make a p2. (GN)

Envy!Reader x Sin Of Greed, Mammon:

Headcanons. (GN)

Sloth!Reader

Sin of Sloth Headcanons:

Only part. (GN)

What do the other sins think of Belphegor!Reader?:

Only Part. (GN)

Sin of Sloth!Reader during the last extermination:

Only Part. (GN)

Belphegor!Reader with their people:

Only Part. (GN)

OTHER:

Sinner!Reader Things:

Hazbin Hotel crew with a Cheshire Cat Sinner! Reader. (Fem)

Hazbin Hotel crew with a Teddy Bear Sinner! Reader (GN. PLATONIC. CHILD)

Hazbin Hotel crew with a Batman Sinner! Reader (Male)

Angel Dust:

Angel Dust x Protective Overlord Reader. (Male)

Loona:

Loona x Short!Vampire Sinner!Reader. (Male)

#vespersmasterlist #hazbin hotel x reader #helluva boss x reader #sin reader #envy #sin of envy #sin of envy reader #asmodeus x reader #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #lucifer x reader #sin of sloth reader #sinner #sin of sloth #7 deadly sins #alastor x reader #charlie x reader #vaggie x reader #angel dust x reader #husk x reader #asmodeus x fizzarolli #helluva boss mammon #millie x moxxie #blitzø x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel x reader angst #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin hotel angel dust #x reader

[yesihaveaobsession]

Accidents Happen.

Alastor x female reader

Summary: You were hired as a somewhat secretary for the hotel, and you stumbled into, aka onto someone while being in a hurry.

Warning: Al does check you out... that's just how it went writing this 💁🏼‍♀️

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You were outside of the hotel straightening out the skirt of your dress, and making sure your hair okay, you were getting ready to be interviewed by the princess of hell for the roll of the secretary or the receptionist of the hotel. Inside the hotel, Charlie and her girlfriend Vaggie sat next to her and next to Charlie on the other said was the Radio Demon Alastor, he leaned back in his chair, his grin slicing through the tension.

Charlie and Vaggie exchanged knowing glances. You had took a deep breath and entered the hotel, you had butterflies in your stomach only to be met with the devilishly charming trio. Alastor's crimson eyes gleamed with curiosity, Charlies smile radiated with warmth. Vaggies' expression held a hint of skepticism.

"Ah, our next candidate has arrived!" Alastor announced. "Welcome, my dear, please take a seat." You obliged and sat down on the chair. You knew that this was the Princess of Hells hotel but the last thing you expected was the Radio Demon to be sitting in front of you. You tried to look more confident.

"Let's get straight to it, shall we?" Charlie began. "Why do you believe you're suited for the role of secretary here at Hazbin Hotel." You looked at all three of them and took a steadying breath, "well, I'm highly organized and efficient. I thrive in fast paced environments and I'm adept at handling multiple tasks simultaneously. Plus I have excellent communication skills." You finished. You looked over at Alastor again, Charlie nodded approvingly. While Vaggie seemed to soften slightly.

Alastor found you kinda cute to say the least, your answers to the questions were up to his standards as well.

"But let's not forget the most important question." Alastor said leaning forward, your eyes locked and you felt your palms start to sweat.

"What do you think you can offer Hazbin Hotel that no one else can?" You thought about it for a second. To be honest, this job would mean the whole world to you. You believe in what Charlie was getting by with the hotel, and it would let you spend some time with Alastor.

You swallowed. "I- I believe I can bring a fresh perspective and willingness to learn, I'm eager to contribute to the hotels mission in rehabilitation and redemption, and I'm dedicated to making a positive difference on the lives of our guests." You had bit the inside of your cheek when the three of them went silent.

The trio exchanged meaningful glances, their expressions unreadable. Alastor soon burned out into laughter. You messed up. You told yourself. Say goodbye t- " Well, well! I must say I'm thoroughly impressed." He declared his grin widening into a Cheshire cat like smile. You told yourself. Um what?

"Congratulations my dear! You've got the job." Alastor said, Charlie and Vaggie smiled.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That lead to making great friends with the patrons of the hotel. But this day you were in bustling through the corridors of the Hotel. Today was busy with a lot of paperwork. Admit the hustle and bustle. You found yourself carrying a stack of papers, rushing.

Suddenly, you stumbled, you tripped over an unseen obstacle with your heels sending papers flying as you tumbled forward. In a whirlwind of confusion, you found yourself face to face with none other than Alastor.

He was too making his way through the corridors with his eyes closed and humming a tune and twirling his cane. Then in a blink of an eye. You the secretary's face was inches away from his and ontop of his body.

Your eyes widened in shock and embarrassment when you realized the situation. "I- im so sorry." You stammered, scrambling to get off him. But a claw was placed on your hip to make you freeze

You looked down and Alastor had his trademark smile. He then sat up and helped you regain your footing. "Quite the encounter we've stumbled upon, wouldn't you say?" You didn't dare to meet his gaze you also couldn't help but also blush.

As you attempted to collect the scattered papers, Alastor's eyes wandered over your form, his expression unreadable but taking on a playful edge. "No need to apologize, my dear." He said as he eyes went back to your face. With a snap of his fingers, the papers were stacked, and he rose, holding out a hand to help you up. You took it, and your blush was getting deeper and deeper as your body was now in close contact with his.

"Accidents happen, especially in a place as lively as this. But perhaps, if you find yourself falling again, you'll remember to aim for a softer landing next time." Alastor smiled and turned on his heel, fixing his suit and tie and carried on his way, humming that same tune as before. You stood there for a second to collect yourself and made your way to what you were doing.

#alastor #hazbin hotel #alastor x you #the radio demon #i have an obsession

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