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Slight Human!Alastor x F!Reader (FLUFF!)

By slight I mean for a few paragraphs then to demon alastor :3!

Deserved love

Word Count; 2.7k

This took me awhile. All of my writes are also on ao3.

Summary; You reunite with Alastor in hell after dying 2gether!! How fun!

You were waiting for Alastor to come home, you had everything done and cleaned so the only thing you could do now is read a book Alastor bought you for your birthday awhile ago. He had just ended his radio show, which you heard him end it off since you had the radio he specifically bought for you to hear him throughout him working. You always listened, he’d warn about a serial killer running around town and to keep indoors at night. Sometimes he’d be back at 11pm or even 12am while you slept and you once walked in on him with him drenched in blood with an emotionless look on his face holding an axe.

You guys never spoke a word about that night, though he looked like a deer in headlights once you caught him. You knew what he was, and you chose to forget about that night. It crept in your mind though when he mentioned the murders in town. That night when you caught him, you just walked up to him and made him put the weapon down. You caressed his face, asking him, “What have you done?”, and he’d only smile at you as an answer. You knew what he did though. You were too shocked to cry, and so was he. He would’ve cried that night if he wasn’t in so much shock at seeing your calmness.

“Why’re you up so late?” He’d ask that night, bringing his bloody hands to your nightgowns waist and holding you close. “Waiting for you.” You answered, breath trembling at seeing the soft look he gave you. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” So, you washed him that night and threw the clothes that were covered in blood out. You walked in the living room a few times after that night and seen him drenched in blood, a repeat like last time.

After reading a few pages, you got bored and closed the book. You placed it down and sighed, maybe this was another night of his killing. It’s been a few weeks, well, since you haven’t walked in on him. You didn’t know when was the last time he killed. It was around 8pm, which was the time he’d usually be home. Yawning at such an early hour, why not go to bed early? So you bathed yourself then layed in your bed for the next few hours.

— LATER

You woke up to the sound of his car driving into the driveway, so you excitedly got up but remembered that you shouldn’t be excited to see him. He was probably covered in blood again. Walking into the living room, you waited a few minutes before the front door slammed opened and an emotionless Alastor walked through the door and instantly shot his eyes to you. The same axe in his hands as the other nights you saw him in such a state.

He closed the door then dropped the weapon and walking to you. You were across the room, he hugged you. You wrapped your arms around him. “You have to stop doing this, you know.” You trembled, feeling like you were gonna cry from seeing him all bloodied up. “I know, this’ll be the last one, I promise.” He whispered, placing a wet kiss on your cheek then looking at you. “Promise?” You didn’t smile at all, neither did he in this moment.

“I promise I won’t.” He slowly smiled, his glasses were almost falling off his nose so you fixed it for him. You started smiling, but he stopped. “I have to- to hide the body, okay? Will you.. help me?” He asked, and you nodded. “Of course.” You caressed his cheek, he leaned into your touch and started smiling.

He led you out and opened his trunk to showed a bloodied body with axe marks all over them. Their hair was crusted up with dried blood, their eyes opened, and cuts all over them. “You grab the legs, I grab the shoulders, okay?” He looked at you, and you only nodded. You both got the body out and started walking in the forest. Finally getting to the perfect hiding place for a body, Alastor grabbed the shovel he had and started digging.

While waiting, you sparked a conversation. “Any drama at work?” You ask, looking away from the body and looking at Alastors bent down body as he dug. “Not the time, sweetie.” He gritted his teeth, mad that the shovel hit a rock. “Oh well your show was great, loved the music and-“ you were cut off with a cut shot piercing through Alastors skull as he stood up, he fell into the hole he dug. You screamed in fear, until another shot sounded and it hit you as well, falling next to Alastors lifeless body, you joining his state.

You woke up in the air, falling not too far down on the floor. Everything was loud, red, and dark. You looked up from the ground and saw what you thought; you were in hell. Your eyes widened, and you felt like crying. “Alastor?” You whisper, looking around. You stood up, and yelled, “Alastor?!” No answer, only someone yelling “SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH” or something. Shaking, you turned your head fast to see anyone who looked nice enough, or even someone resembling your husband. Nobody.

But you saw someone, your friend.

So, you found your old friend who died before you even did, and you lived at their place for many, many years. No Alastor came by, until SOMEthing came by. A hotel, which you immediately joined since you had saw their ad on TV. Around this time, you forgot what your husband looked like, you only knew his name and voice.

Walking up to the doors, you knocked and someone instantly opened them. “Hi! Welcome, my name is Charlie! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!” She greeted you in a very overwhelming way. “Hi.” You smiled, which had her grabbing your hand and pulling you in. “So, you’re here to be redeemed, yes?” She still dragged you, walking you to the lobby. “Yes.. I saw your uhm, ad, on a what do you call it? Television? Picture show?” You shrugged, stepping back a little bit from Charlie. “Yes, a TV! So glad you could see it, and to join.” She nodded at you. “So, you’ll have to join in on activities weekly and such, you’ll be granted FREE food! And since you’re one of our very first guests here, you can stay here for free.” She explained, emphasizing with her hands too.

“If I can know, how long have you been in hell for?” She asked you, and you thought about it. “Almost a hundred years. I don’t know much about how I died although. I believe I got shot with someone else with me.” You tried to remember, nothing really came to mind. “Oh, my husband.. that’s all.” You didn’t wanna give out much detail, so she asked you another question, “Did he kill you?”

“No, no. I hope not, but the person who shot me also shot him, so it wasn’t planned at all.” You gave her the bestest memory you had. “Oh. I’m sorry.” She smiled sweetly, “How about a tour of this place?, I’ll introduce you to everyone after.” She grabbed your arm and walked you around the place. After showing you quite literally everything, she showed you to everyone but she said that she’s missing someone who is out at the current moment.

You knew there was no hope in finding your husband after 90 fucking years, you missed your dear Alastor but life isn’t fair. She didn’t mention the name of the man who was currently out although. And maybe, just maybe it may of been him. But by the hundreds of demons living in hell, you doubted it. “You can bond with the residents here, I’m gonna go gather.” She waved you off, running off with her girlfriend, you think her name was Vaggie? You were told earlier, but with so much happening it was hard to remember.

Turning around, you saw the bar. You weren’t a drinker, but someone was there to talk to. You walked to the man, who you think to be husk. You sat on the stool. “Hi,” you look at him. He looks at you, “Hey.” He crossed his arms, looking at you. “I.. you look like you don’t wanna be here.” You mention, noticing his body language. “No I don’t. I was fucking forced by the ‘radio demon’.” He turned around and started washing cups that were once filled with alcohol.

“Who’s that?” You ask, leaning in, cupping your own cheeks in boredom. “If you’ve been here for years by now I’d imagine you’d know who the Radio Demon is.” Husk sighed, drying off the glass in his hands and going to the next one. “Alastor The Radio Demon. He’s an overlord here, stole souls, made deals. He has mine.” Husk growled in anger at remembering the regret. “I advise you not to make a deal with his stupid ass. He’s creepy.” He shudders at the meer thought of Alastor.

You didn't wanna tell him he had the same name as your husband, Alastor. "Weird. When will he be back?" You asked him, raising an eyebrow as he turned around. "By now." Husk shrugged, making eye contact with you. "'know, back when I was alive, my husband used to come home very, very late. Sometimes he'd come home drenched in blood on those late nights. That's all I can clearly remember." You mention, sighing.

"He was a murderer?" Husk questioned, leaning against the counter full of uncleared cups behind him. "Yes. I'd expect him to be in hell since killing is a sin..." You wandered off. You both stayed in silence for a minute until the door opened with Charlie, Vaggie, and a very tall man were now at. "There he is." Husk muttered, rolling his eyes and turning to clean the cups. The man you saw, no, Alastor, was familiar, almost like the man you loved when you were alive.

"Alastor, I want you to meet Y/N!" Charlie ushered him to you, and you sat up straight when he locked eyes with you. He had a wide smile, yellow teeth. "Hello, Darling! My name is Alastor, quite a pleasure to be meeting you! QUITE the pleasure." He grabbed your hand, shaking it for a long time as he observed your appearance. His grip was strong, uncomfortable even. This felt familiar, like your husband. He was charming like him, he said the same words to you like the first time your husband had met you.

Your eyes were wide, he noticed your weirdness and brought his hand away. He only smiled, waiting for your response. “Hi, Alastor. My name is Y/N.” You looked up and down at him, the radio voice reminded you. Everyone watched the way you looked at him, your face showed three things; fear, sadness, and confusion. “Is she okay?” Vaggie asked, going to your side as she watched your still body. “Do you know him? Are you okay?” Vaggie shook your shoulder, and you snapped out of it.

You went to Vaggie’s ear and whispered in her ear while staring at Alastors eyes, you whispered to her, “That’s my husband, I think.” Vaggies eyes widened at what you said, and she slowly turned to Alastor, then walking to Charlie to whisper to her. Charlie’s eyes widened as well, everyone was in silence while Husk was confused as fuck. “Does he know?” Charlie whisper yelled to you, asking you if Alastor knew what you think you knew. “I don’t know.” You looked at Charlie, so you stood up, looking up at Alastor as he just stared.

"Okay guys! There is some.. problem happening! Y/N, come here for a second." Charlie grabbed your arm and started dragging you away from the man who you thought to be your husband. "Y/N. Is he- is that him?" Charlie grabbed your hands, looking at you. "I'm sure it is, he. he used the same words from when we first met, his name is the exactly the same as my husbands." You started crying, and she hugged you. "I'm sorry." She apologized, squeezing you tighter. "I know for a fact it's your husband, trust me." Charlie cooed, ending your hug and holding your hands.

"He's been very secretive and with you now joining us, surely you'll be the one to uncover his secrets." Charlie only smiled, and so did you. "And I'm sure he remembers, he mentions his stuff when he was alive sometimes." She brought a hand to your back to walk you back to the lobby. Finally getting there, Alastor was looking at his nails, straightening his hair, and such. You walked behind him and tapped his shoulder, he snapped his head to you then turned around all the way.

"Alastor." You look into his eyes, "What happened to you?" You ask, tears welling up in your eyes again. "Whatever do you mean?" He asks, still having the same face as earlier. "Alastor.." your lip quivered and you started crying all over again, hands in your face too. He only watched, he felt your pain. As you ugly cried into your hands, arms wrapped around you and you knew exactly who it was, it was your husband, Alastor.

"I missed you too, my darling." He cooed, his hug tightening around you. Finally reunited, you went limp against him as he still held you. "Awww!" You heard from a few feet away, you removed your hands and looked at who made the noise. It was Charlie, hands clasped together as she watched the moment the two of you shared. Alastor only smiled at you, watching as you blushed at seeing everyone watch the moment you had. “Carry on!” Charlie squealed, shaking.

“How come I didn’t see you when I showed up here? I died a few seconds after you did.” You asked, looking at Alastor. “Different parts of hell.” He only said. You looked down at your feet in awkwardness. “Why didn’t you look for me?” You bawled up your hand in anger. “I did. I saw you roaming hell after a few years and I didn’t know what to say to you. Either you’d be mad or you’d forget me.” He admits, gripping his Caine.

“Mad? Why would I be mad? I’d be sad, happy even. I forgot who you are throughout the ninety years I’ve been here.” You raised your first and put all your strength into that fist, hitting it onto Alastors chest. He didn’t have any reaction. “I don’t get why you didn’t say hello atleast.” You started crying for the 50th time, his hand grabbed the wrist that you hit him on and tightened his grip. Everyone watched and got scared once you hit him, but, he knew what you were doing. You were just freaked out.

“Calm down,” He cooed, pulling you against him as he turned into a shadow, bringing you with him. Everything was dark, then bright again once you hit the floor of what looked to be his room, a forest being half of the room. “Sit on the bed, I’m gonna go grab something for you.” Alastor brought you to the bed and sat you down, he kissed you then walked off. You were shaking, eyes bloodshot red. Whimpers left your mouth as you were still crying.

He came out with napkins and he sat next to you, wiping off your tears. “Please,” you begged, hugging onto him as he held onto you. “I’m here, I promise.” He kissed your forehead sweetly, making your heart flutter. He rubbed the side of your face, and looked lovingly into your eyes. “I love you, my sweet.” He leaned in to kiss you, and your eyes widened. Kissing and loving eachother for the rest of the night.

There were a lot of questions that needed to be answered though.

#hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #fluff #yup that's it #alastor #oneshot #idk how to tag this

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