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vikeera · 2 months

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fandom: Hazbin Hotel

switch!Alastor & switch!Rosie (strictly platonic)

I decided to slightly improve the fic I created earlier. I felt that the previous version was missing something, so having some free time I decided to fix it :)

I hope you like it!

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Sweet Revenge

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After the hectic Extermination Day and successful battle against the angelic army, everyone in the hotel enthusiastically tried their best to make this place better and encourage other sinners to visit. Not much time has passed since this bloody event, despite many injuries and destruction around, it all unexpectedly brought everyone closer together.

It was certainly an adrenaline-pumping experience, leaving everyone with a kind of uneasiness felt in their chests, even though with mutual care and support the feeling quickly went away, some of them still had to spend every next day in such state not really knowing how to get rid of it.

Most of them spent their free time on common activities, without admitting it directly, everyone felt relieved that they could still share their memories with others in this place.

The rebuilt building made a truly shocking impression, attracting the attention of new guests from afar. There was much to be said about the hotel, but it certainly wasn't a quiet place, for sure not suitable for everyone at the moment, even those who had spent long days there before.

Loud noises, chaos and attention from everyone around was something that Alastor definitely wanted to avoid, even though he wouldn't admit it, the fight with Adam was exhausting for him.

Once feared and revered, now found himself consumed by a sense of vulnerability. Constantly reminding himself of the defeat and humiliation that had befallen him, a feeling of weakness returned that he couldn't get rid of.

He needed time and peace to minimally recover from physical and mental damage, having nowhere to go he decided to stay for a while in Cannibal Town, specifically at the house of his dear friend Rosie.

Alastor tried to put on his best posture throughout his stay in his friend's elegant empire, from the beginning he didn't want to let on that something so insignificant was bothering him, hiding it under his classic wide smile, but it didn't go unnoticed by Rosie, who knew him better than anyone in the hotel.

A few days have passed since Alastor settled into one of the decorated guest rooms, he didn't complain about the conditions he was in, the neat and clean room quickly became a quiet place full of incredible bouts of boredom for him. Still dealing with the painful mark of defeat on his body, his condition only allowed him to walk around the building for hours, thinking about everything that had happened. At times he could lose himself in melancholy, which for some reason was still stressful, as if he was reliving the humiliation and pain he had experienced that day.

His worries subsided temporarily every evening when Rosie came back and spent time with him. She would spend every single hour with him if she could, but as the most important figure in the formidable city, she unfortunately had responsibilities to fulfill, which left Alastor alone at the mercy of his own thoughts. It was tedious, but they both still enjoyed the moments they could share together every evening. Rosie didn't mind his longer visit, she loved his company and playfully joked how she didn't expect Alastor to be the type of person who liked sleepovers so much that he would stay for more than one night.

It had been a long time since they could spend some quality time together, so Alastor's unfortunate recovery was still a chance for them to catch up.

At that moment, he was sitting partially undressed on an elegant sofa in his room, waiting for Rosie to return with new bandages. She helped him change them and take care of the wound so it would heal as best as possible. Alastor looked around at the classy old furniture, trying to escape for a moment from all memories brought back by the scar that marred his chest. After a few long minutes that seemed like an eternity, Rosie walked hesitantly into the room.

''Alright dear, sit up straight and try not to make it difficult, I will be gentle'' - she said with a slight smile.

Alastor wasn't a fan of this moment, the fact that he had to accept help made him feel even more vulnerable. Despite the smile that always accompanied him, Rosie couldn't help but notice the dejection etched upon his face. It was a long and hard day for Rosie as well, but helping her guest was a priority, so changing her clothes into a more comfortable scarlet red ruffled shirt and a long black skirt was the only thing she did before going to Alastor's room, knowing she will spend the rest of the evening with him anyway, she didn't have to worry about maintaining her elegant image for the next hours.

Without a word, Rosie sat down next to him, her nimble fingers worked swiftly, wrapping the bandages around his wound with care.

As she applied the final touches, the sight of his miserable expression filled her with a mix of pity and frustration. Regardless of repeated denials, she knew that Alastor wasn't feeling well and wanted to do something about it, but she didn't know what exactly.

''My dear, despite everything, I would be glad if you showed some enthusiasm for being here, after all, it has been some time since we last met without uninvited guests around'' - she said in a confident voice, carefully observing her companion's reaction.

Alastor looked at her, saying nothing, but his expression softened slightly, as if her words alone had improved his mood.

''Well, I certainly don't mind your company, but I would appreciate it if you stopped staring at me like I'm your next meal'' - he replied with a slightly playful tone, earning a quiet giggle from her.

She was pleased that despite his worries, Alastor was still able to enjoy her company and was motivated to keep trying to lighten the mood. Finishing up one of the bandages, she lightly brushed her fingers against his ribs, just inches from the scar he so desperately tried to ignore.

To her surprise, Alastor's body tensed as a ripple of involuntary shivers coursed through him, this reaction didn't go unnoticed.

''Are you okay dear? You know you can say it directly if you feel uncomfortable or-'' - Rosie began to speak with concern in her voice, but Alastor's words quickly cut her off.

''I assure you that I'm perfectly fine, please continue'' - he said calmly, while his ears twitched a little.

Fixing the last bandage, Rosie's fingers gently brushed against his ribs again, forcing him to bend slightly under the irritating touch. This time she was sure that the pain wasn't what he felt, she didn't even touch his wound.

''Alastor, I'm serious! what has gotten into you?'' - Rosie asked with slight irritation, not understanding why her companion was squirming under such a gentle touch.

He tried to avoid answering that question and just looked away, at first Rosie was worried she had accidentally hurt him, anyone else might feel uncomfortable in such a situation, but Alastor? He is the last person she would suspect of avoiding the opportunity to speak.

However, seeing his lips twitched, a hint of amusement threatening to break through his somber facade, a realization and a mischievous idea immediately appeared.

If he doesn't want to say what's wrong, she will make him do it in her own way, getting rid of his grumpy mood was another reason why she put her plan into action.

''Now, darling, if you want to keep quiet, let's see how long you can last'' - a playful grin appeared as her fingers began to dance nimbly all over his ribs, despite his attempt to maintain his dignity, with each merciless touch, Alastor's resistance crumbled.

''Rohosie wahahait!-'' - he choked out, trying as hard as he could to hold still and not break under the unbearable sensations.

''Oh, look at that! You can talk after all!''- Rosie giggled as she watched the mighty demon writhe uncontrollably.

Alastor's attempt at self-control failed miserably as her fingers began to explore his sides and stomach.

A distinct radio static hum could be heard for a moment, which was quickly replaced by loud genuine laughter.

''Stohohop pleheaAHAHA!'' - he pleaded, as his cheeks turned red at how pathetic he must look right now. However, he was glad that Rosie was the one who had to see him like this because he would probably have tried to kill anyone else in such a situation.

“There it is!” - Rosie exclaimed triumphantly with a sinister smirk.

Alastor burst out laughing, unable to believe how something so childish could work against him.

Rosie, on the other hand, delighted with the current situation, attacked the most sensitive spots on his body with surprising precision what seemed even terrifying at the time for the poor deer.

Alastor tried to protest, gently pushing his friend away, but he couldn't choke out anything but laughter.

“You must use your words, dear” - Rosie stated mischievously, focusing the energy in her fingers on Alastor's ribs.

He let out a bark of laughter trying not to lose himself in the irritating yet pleasurable touch overwhelming his body for the next few minutes.

Rosie's eyes sparkled with amusement as she saw her friend's tail lively wagging.

''Alastor don't tell me you are really enjoying this! You make me want to torture you even longer~'' - teased as she again vigorously wriggled her fingers along his ribs.

Alastor was frustrated by the fact he was practically lying bare-chested in front of Rosie, exposing some of his worst spots and feeling like hunted prey.

''Oh my, you're so ticklish! I can't even touch you without making you laugh dear!'' - she exclaimed, with a quick movement of one hand, suddenly wiggling her fingers behind Alastor's ear receiving an immediate reaction.

''HAHAHA! ROHOHOSIE-!!'' - he screamed with laughter, barely catching his breath.

"You're not slipping out of this, Alastor" - Rosie interrupted him quickly, still in disbelief at how quickly she defeated such a powerful demon.

For about the next 15 minutes, the entire room was filled with loud laughter mixed with radio static and begging for mercy.

After a long moment, Rosie slowed her attack, allowing her victim to breathe while she stood up, giving him a moment of peace, Alastor was practically melting on the sofa, still giggling.

He couldn't remember the last time he was able to laugh so freely.

''My dear, you're a mess, but if I had to guess, I'd say you feel a little better'' - Rosie assumed with a little smirk on her face, carefully giving her companion a glass of water.

''You're such a cruel woman, but I must say you're right'' - Alastor replied, panting heavily.

''Always happy to help you bring back that sincere smile'' - she replied with a soft giggle, sitting down on the sofa next to him.

The calm atmosphere that fell in the room for a moment did not last long, after all, as a powerful vengeful demon, Alastor couldn't miss the opportunity for a cruel revenge.

Little did Rosie know that giving him so much time to recover would turn against her so quickly.

''I can't believe I'm saying this out loud, but your unexpected attack was actually… fun'' - Alastor started, looking out of the corner of his eye at the sincere smile his friend was giving him.

''-however, I can't help it but feel that there was one thing missing from all of this'' - he said with a chuckle, turning towards Rosie.

''Oh, and what is it?'' - she asked, raising an eyebrow, unaware of what was about to happen to her.

She felt a little uneasy seeing the playful grin on the face in front of her.

''Why, my sweet revenge of course!'' - Alastor declared, using his powers as support.

Before Rosie could say anything, she felt a strong tendril grab her wrists and place her arms above her head.

Her eyes widened and she couldn't help the unsure smile that spread across her face as she quickly realized what was happening.

"Alastor! Don't you dare." - she giggled, hoping that her friend would have some mercy, oh how wrong she was.

"Oh, I dare" - he replied with a devious grin, gently lifting up Rosie's shirt, exposing her stomach.

Not even 3 seconds has passed and she felt ruthless fingers dancing on her sides and stomach, causing a sudden reaction.

“ALASTOR! QUIHIHIT IHIHIHIT!” - Rosie burst out laughing, unable to even break free.

''Oh, but I'm just getting started'' - he replied with a smirk, continuing his little revenge.

After a moment, Alastor moved his hands a little higher, mercilessly digging his fingers into Rosie's ribs, as he well knew the sensitive spot they both shared.

''AHAHALASTOHOR!'' - she shouted with laughter, unable to add anything more.

''Bingo, quite a weakness dear!” - he said calmly with pride in his voice, knowing he will pay back for everything he had experienced a moment ago.

''Dohohohn’t tehehease mehea-AHAHA!” - Rosie's protest was immediately interrupted with loud laughter when Alastor blew a raspberry on her stomach. At this point, all she could do was give up and squirm under the unbearable attack.

''Well, look at that, maybe this time you will be my meal!'' - teased with a playful grin, attacking Rosie's ribs and sides again.

She couldn't even respond to his words as lively laughter escaped her lips.

The next few minutes were filled with laughter from both of them, a moment of carefreeness was something they both needed and even though neither of them would admit it out loud, they were glad that they could spend this time together.

After a while, Alastor moved away, allowing his friend to catch her breath.

The sight of the usually elegant and composed person trying to stop giggling was amusing, she was probably thinking the same about him just a moment ago.

''Don't give me that look, you asked for it~'' - Alastor said playfully, sitting calmly next to her with a wide smile.

He had no idea that his silly revenge will bring tragic consequences.

''Oh? Well if you say so-'' - Rosie began teasingly, still giggling lightly, suddenly grabbing Alastor's ankle and dragging her nails up and down his hoof.

''-then let's see who can last longer.'' - she said with a mischievous grin, immediately earning a loud laugh from her friend.

They saw each other too rarely not to use this time to do something fun.

For the rest of the evening, all worries and unpleasant memories were forgotten, the only thing present in the small guest room was laughter and the hope they would have the opportunity to spend time like this again.

Who won their frivolous fight? The answer is Rosie, she knew her friend too long not to reach for his worst spots, although Alastor didn't give up easily and despite the final defeat, he still made her beg for mercy more than once.

In the end, they enjoy each other's company and the moments they share through playful activities, even if they end up completely wrecked after.

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#hazbin hotel tickles #hazbin hotel tickling #tickle content #lee!alastor #ler!rosie #tickle fic #sfw tickling community #hazbin hotel tickle #ler!alastor #lee!rosie

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vikeera · 2 months

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hello!! I don't want to sound pushy or put pressure on you, but are you still accepting requests? :D

hii! yes yes

unfortunately, I don't have enough time to draw at the moment, but I will consider every idea :) feel free to spam my mailbox

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vikeera · 2 months

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what if alastor’s tail was wagging while lucifer tickled him, and luc noticed

thus answering the questions about what happened to the wall

#tickle art #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #lee!alastor #hazbin art #tickle content #hazbin lucifer #ler!lucifer

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vikeera · 2 months

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the consequences of introducing Rosie to Charlie (pt.2)

#tickle art #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #lee!alastor #hazbin art #tickle content #hazbin charlie #ler!charlie

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vikeera · 2 months

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Emporium’s Delight

Summary - Alastor pays his dear friend Rosie a visit, but something appears to be off with the cannibalistic overlord. Luckily, Alastor knows how to make her feel better.

Word Count - 650

Alastor was strolling through Cannibal Town on his way to visit Rosie. It had been a while since the two spent some quality time together and Alastor wanted to catch up. As he opened the door to Rosie’s Emporium and stepped inside, he noticed that the place was emptier than usual, with only a handful of cannibals milling about.

Rosie was situated behind her counter when she noticed her friend’s presence.

“Alastor!” Rosie exclaimed, as Alastor made his way over to the counter.

“Hello, Rosie!” Alastor greeted. Despite the smile on her face, Alastor could tell that something was up with Rosie. “Is everything alright?” He asked.

Rosie's smile faltered, and she gestured to the curtains leading to the room off the side of her emporium. Alastor followed her inside.

“Usually, my emporium is full of cannibals wanting my assistance. Lately, however, my number of clients has been decreasing.” Rosie explained. “Nothing has changed, so I’m starting to wonder if maybe I’m the problem. Perhaps I’ve… lost my touch.”

Alastor listened carefully, taking in each of Rosie’s words before speaking.

“My dear, I can assure you that no such loss has occurred. You are your usual charming, darling, eloquent self. Anyone who thinks otherwise has clearly been misinformed.”

“Oh Alastor, you always know what to say.” Rosie said, a slight smile appearing on her face. “Maybe I was being a bit too harsh on myself. Still, the decline in business is just a tad bit disheartening.”

Alastor watched his friend, her usual, composed manner replaced with one of sorrow. He was thinking of ways to further comfort her when an idea suddenly struck him.

Rosie felt her wrists being gently grasped as her back was pulled up against Alastor's chest. Her wrists were then transferred into just one of Alastor’s hands.

“Alastor? What are- eEK!”

Rosie let out a squeal as Alastor’s free hand began spidering over her stomach.

“Whahat are you dohohoing?” She giggled out.

“You are upset, my dear. I cannot have that. This is my solution to that problem.”

“Unhahand me at ohonce you- AHA!”

Rosie was cut off by Alastor beginning to playfully nibble at her stomach, his free hand helping to steady her.

“NOHOHO, AHAHAL!” Rosie laughed.

“For someone who consumes other demons on a regular basis, you sure can’t seem to handle what you dish out.” Alastor teased between nibbles.

“QUIHIHIT IHIHIHIT!” Rosie managed to say, flushing.

“But you’re awfully tasty~” Alastor purred.

A black tendril appeared and took hold of Rosie’s wrists, granting Alastor use of both of his hands. He began to skitter them up and down Rosie’s sides as he continued to nibble.

“PLEHEHE- AHAHAHA!” Rosie’s attempt at speaking was shut down by her boisterous laughter.

Alastor continued for a few minutes before stopping the nibbling and slowing down his hands. He gave Rosie’s hips a sharp squeeze, earning one final squeal from her before releasing her wrists.

Rosie nearly lost her balance, placing an arm around Alastor’s shoulders to study herself.

As she was regaining her breath, Alastor spoke.

“Are you feeling better, my dear?”

Rosie looked up at Alastor, spying his mischievous grin and not being able to stop herself from smiling as she spoke.

“You are a madman, Alastor. But yes, I am. Thank you.”

“Lovely!” Alastor exclaimed. “Why don’t we head back into the store? Can’t keep your dear clients waiting!”

As the two overlords made their way out of the room, Rosie felt glad that Alastor had come to visit. While he may be unpredictable and downright mad at times, she knew that he cared for her, and could always be trusted to cheer her up.

But she didn’t plan on letting his little stunt slide.

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vikeera · 2 months

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Just Eat You Up

SFW Hazbin Tickle Fic

Lee!Alastor, Ler!Rosie

Queerplatonic shipping

It's gonna sound OOC for Alastor, but I like to believe he's only this soft and vulnerable around Rosie ( platonic wife)

Summary: Alastor and Rosie find themselves up talking and sharing a moment, when Rosie accidentally gets a bit too close. Having all the patience in the world for her, Alastor endures.

When he wasn't staying at the Hotel, he stayed with Rosie. She didn't mind, quite the opposite actually, she loved it when Alastor was over. She even had a room for him next to hers.

While he was over this night, he leaned against the kitchen counter, a cup of tea in hand while he just smiled and watched his platonic partner pace around the room ranting.

"- and you know I love all my citizens, but Susan, ugh, I just don't understand what her deal is. It's like she gets enjoyment out of disagreeing with everyone in town. You get what I mean, right, Al?" She asked, finally leaning against the counter herself, grabbing her own cup. She frowned a little when she saw that it was empty, which prompted Alastor to give her his cup.

"Of course I do, like I said, she's an ornery old bitch." He said, adding a little more sass to his tone than usual, knowing it amused Rosie, earning a light laugh from her.

She meant to just playfully smack his arm but as he started to stand up more, her hand grazed his side instead, causing him to arch away. Absolutely delighted, Rosie set the cup of tea down. "Oh I forgot you were ticklish, Alastor!" She said.

Alastor turned to back away from her, his hands up in defense. "Now, darling, really there's no need to-" he stepped back quickly to narrowly avoid her hands, "R-Rosie, dear, wait a minute!" His ears shot straight up in alarm as he suddenly backed into the counter. "Why would I wait, Al, it's not often I hear a real genuine laugh from ya, it's always that rehearsed show-host laugh of yours." She said, pushing past his out stretched arms to lightly skitter up his sides.

With anyone else, he might have killed them, but this was Rosie. Clearly his only option was just to be patient and let it happen. Not that he was completely against it anyway.

Alastor felt her slip her hands under his jacket to scritch at his sides through his shirt. His grin widened as he used the counter to support himself, chuckles spilling out freely. "Roho- Rohohose, plehehease-" "Don't try to sweet talk out of this by using a nickname, Ally~" She grinned, pinching his lowest two ribs.

His cheeks flushed at the name as he loosely grabbed her wrists, giggling harder as her fingers danced up his ribcage. As Rosie gently dug into his underarms, Alastor's knees gave out and he sank to the floor, laughing.

Spotting rapid movement out of the corner if her eye, she noticed his tail was wagging. She grinned with a gasp. "Aw! Alastor, are you enjoying this, you sweet thing?" She asked, her hands finding their way up to his ears, gently scritching there. There was a soft crack of radio static before his laughs softened up into giggles. He shut his eyes to avoid answering. But Rosie knew better.

She started to softly scritch under his chin, making his cheeks flush a brighter shade of pink and his tail wag faster, something she knew only she was allowed to witness. He seemed to melt right there, eyes closed, grin softened into a smile, as he giggled quietly and leaned into the affectionate touch.

Rosie found it incredibly endearing. She added her second hand, scratching both sides under his jaw, watching as his ear started to flick and he relaxed even further. She took a moment to just watch him like this for a moment more, before she suddenly reached down and slipped her hands under his shirt to scribble at his bare tummy.

Alastor's eyes snapped open as he was almost startled out of this calming and affectionate state. He tossed his head back and laughed, trying to simultaneously curl up and move away, resulting in him sort of just falling over onto his side, then curling up on the floor.

"Hahahahahaha! Rohohosie plehehehease!"

"Look at youuu~! Such a widely feared and respected demon curled up into a little tiny ball in my kitchen! I got you, Alastor~! Got you got you got you~!" She teased, spidering around his tummy, adding a soft scritch with each 'got you.'

Alastor was flustered beyond belief, his ears pinned back as he laughed and gently tried to grab her hands. She suddenly grinned the most evil smile he's seen on his cannibal friend in a while. "Alastor, you should see how cute you are right now.. I could just eat you up." She lifted his shirt just a little bit and leaned down to blow a raspberry into his tummy.

"HAHAHAHAHA! ROHOHOSE!" He cackled, his legs kicking at the floor while he clenched his hands into fists to keep himself from pushing her away. Before he could ask again, Rosie had stopped, letting her friend to just lay there and catch his breath.

Once he sat up, he pointed a finger at her. "Evil, rude, cruel, and-" She just leaned in and kissed the top of his head, silencing him. "And don't you forget it." She replied getting up. She offered her hands, and helped him up as well, fixing his bowtie for him.

"Goodness, you're a mess, Al. Such a squirmer." she teased, even reaching up to fix his hair, which he allowed, finding it to be nice and affectionate. "I wouldn't be such a mess if someone hadn't just assaulted me." He said with a light chuckle.

Rosie ignored his response with a wave of her hand. "Oh you're fiiine." He tilted his head. "Maybe I should get you back then, if it's no big deal." He teased, with a gentle squeeze to her waist.

She jumped and grabbed his wrist. "I'd like to see you try."

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