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𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 | Lucifer Morningstar x Human!Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: You sat through everything, you watched him fly up into the sky, yet he's flew too close to the sun, You see him fall onto his knees. Holding out for you. You try to remember every little thing you have left.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: Fic Based on Lana Del Rey's Song; National Anthem, Happy Readings, My Darlings

"Tell us Y/n, what was he like" You squinted your eyes softly, pressing your fingers on your forehead, gently rubbing it. You bit your lip, looking out into the distance. You turned to them, clenching your fist as you gently placed it over your lips.

You sighed deeply. Slowly building up sniffled, A small tear falling down your cheek. Faint memories as you indulge in the slight silence of the moment as you. shift around your seat, trying to find a comfortable position to even start to speak. you paused.

"And i remember when i met him.. it was so clear that he was the only one for me.. And then we both knew, right away"

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"Pretty nice right?" Lucifer smiled widely, Small colorful particles around his fingers glowed. Beautiful little statues. He chuckled. Going around, showing you his magnificent tricks as you watched in awe, clapping happily as you tuned in to see him happily showing you what he can do.

He pressed his fingers together, clenching his palm as your eyes focused on the glowing light that erupted on it. You waited, interested, too focused to even realize that he watched over you, Lucifer felt his heart flutter, seeing your absolute interest unlike any other.

The light slowly disappeared, you raised a brow, He smiled softly, slowly opening his palm, showing you a beautiful rose in the middle, He saw the gleam in your eyes, In which he felt warm. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he placed the flower over you ear. He paused for a moment, looking at you. Observing your every aspect.

"Do.. i look okay?" You voice nervously asking him. He watched you. The way you smile, the way you speak, they way you laugh, he adored every single one. "No.. You look.. Perfect. At least, You do. To me"

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You sat on the chair, curling your fingers into a fist once more, You felt it tremble as the times come flooding in, you sat by letting the people around you mutter while you stopped for a moment, entering your own little makeshift world that you kept in your mind, especially just ofr him a you. "And as the years went on, things got more difficult - we were faced with more challenges.."

The small tissue in your hand was now crumpled. Your ears tuning out the noises that surrounded you. Eyes moved by the second, looking for something that will set you into nostalgia for just a moment.

"I begged him to stay, I tried to remember what we had to begin with"

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From the corner of your eyes, you slid behind the wall, peaking over as you found yourself sink into the ground. Carelessly intrigued by his figure as you sought from a far, You bit your lips, He was enchanting. His smile was enticing. He was bright and beautiful. Ones you'd want to fall into more and more.

Lucifer spoke to a fellow Angel, unaware of your presence. His head turned to the sudden feeling of being watched, You quickly hid, running off as you didn't look back. You laughed, your bare feet stepping, sprinting on the ground as you ran towards the tree you always found yourself sitting and relaxing from day to day.

Lucifer chuckled, Catching the sight of your hair before you hurried off, he smirked. Turning his attention back to the conversation he was once in.

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"He was charismatic, magnetic, electric.. And everyone knew it" The smile on your face grew, you leaned back into your chair. your eyes moving around once more, observing your surroundings. you fell silent once again.

You giggled softly, your eyes starting to fill with salty tears, you took another tissue from the box, wiping the small droplest that fell from earlier, The rest of the tears began to dry, Your feet tapped. Imagining in your head as you spoke again. "When he walked in, Every woman's head turned, Everyone stood to talk to him."

You shook your head as you giggled gently as it went through your head, remembering his majestic smile when he enters the room, lighting it up with just his presence there. "He was like this hybrid, this.. mix of a man who couldn't contain himself"

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Under the stars the he made. You sat there, taking in the extravagant scenery, You sat under the tree once more, your eyes sparkled at the different small lights in the sky. "Just like fireflies.. Right?" You gasped as you heard his voice behind you. You chuckled as he flew over to you. lifting you up, twirling you around.

After a few seconds later, he put you down, sitting behind you as you sat in front of him, he placed his hands around your waist, keeping you close under his grasp, his head placed over your shoulders, basking in your radiance. He watched the stars with you. Proud of his masterpiece. He placed a hand over yours, clenching it, gripping it softly and safely.

He pointed a finger over to a bright star in the middle of your sight, A glowing ball of beauty as you whispered over your ear. "That.. That star." Your eyes bagan to focus. "I made just for you.." Eyes widening, you turned your head around, facing him. Confused and stunned.

He tucked your hair behind your ear. Cupping your cheek gently as his vision slowly shifted on lips and back to you eyes. "Bright and beautiful just like you.. my starlight"

"Wanna hear something?" He grabbed your cheek, facing it towards him. You nodded, He smiled widely. Standing up from the ground, He flew up to the sky, yet keeping a good distance to see your beautiful face. His wings flapped. keeping hold of your hand. squeezing it tenderly. "I know, i know i can give Heaven something more.. There's things that i can offer, if only they could hear me out. All this wonderful things.. Extraordinary, Beautiful.. Things!"

He flew a little more further, playing around with his magic, you leaned back over the tree trunk, Supporting him in anything that he set his mind to. You watched as the glow from his hands became lighter, leaving little particles at his every swing. He turned his head around, his hand beginning to close, The light in his palm slowly building up. before he raised his hand, making little makeshift stars in the air. He huffed for a moment, quickly flying back to you.

He took your hand, lifting you up into your feet as he carried you so easily, you were surprised at this, He kept a firm grip of your body, He flew up, Closer to the small stars he made. "Luci!.. Luci you know i hate heights!" You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck as your feet was far off from the ground. "Just look up, or.. look at me, i promise, I won't drop you.. and I'll never will" He placed a hand over your cheek, locking your eyes with his. You looked back. "Do you trust me, Starlight?"

You cupped him cheek, your eyes were looking at his lips, "I trust you, Luci" You placed your lips over to his, the hands keeping hold you gripping a little more tighter. His lips eagerly tasting yours, hungrily. You lean forward and place your lips against his, and you can feel the softness of his warm skin against yours. The taste of his kiss is sweet and inviting, and you can't help but savor the moment, drinking in every ounce of the feeling.

As you press your bodies closer together, you can feel his muscles twitching under your touch. He places one hand on your waist, pulling you even closer, and you can feel the heat of his body as it presses against yours.

You close your eyes and let yourself sink into the kiss, losing yourself in the feeling. For a moment, it feels like nothing else exists in the world, and you're both lost in a world of your own.

You're not entirely sure how much time passes in that moment, but eventually, you both pull away from each other with a breathless chuckle. You're both left gasping for air, hearts pounding in your chests. It's a moment that will stay with you forever, and one that you'll always cherish.

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"I always got the sense that he became torn, between being a good person and.. missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent.. as him." The once loved filled eyes began to swarm with tears, slowly building up a pool of salty water under your eyes.

Your eyes start to swell up with tears, and you feel a lump form in your throat. You were never one to cry, especially not this much, but there's something about being reminded of the life you used to have that fills you with an overwhelming sense of sadness. It's like you've lost something that you didn't even realize you had.

You wipe your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. You don't want to let the past consume you, but it's hard. It's hard not to wonder what could have been if you had made different choices.

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By the distance, You eavesdropped on Lucifer, a once pride filled smile came to a turn into a defeated frown, You found crawling back. Huffing heavily under his breath, a pair of ruby tinted thornes popped up onto his head. You watch as ruby tinted thorns pop up onto his head, his once bright aura now dampened by the weight of his sadness. You can see the exhaustion in his eyes, the weariness of a man who has lived too long.

For a moment, you are reminded of your own struggles, your own sense of defeat. You know what it's like to feel lost and alone, to feel like you're fighting an uphill battle against a world that doesn't understand you. And in that moment, you feel a deep sense of compassion for Lucifer.

You felt a pair of hands pull you away, Yelling out, you call him, you called out to his name. Kicking and screaming as you were slowly straying further away, He held out his hand to you, to no avail, You shrieked as you witnessed him fall to his feet. A once praised, and loved Angel, becoming one that he despises the most.

"NO! LET ME GO! HE NEEDS ME! LET GO!!" You kick and scream, hoping that your cries will be heard. You feel a sense of despair as you are dragged away, feeling like the only person who truly understands Lucifer is out of your reach. You feel like you've failed him in some way, that you could have done more to help him. You wish you could turn back time, to try and undo the damage that has been done. But you know that it's too late, and that Lucifer's fate is now sealed.

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You lift up, facing the person that was in front of you, The slow wilting rose from your, Gently, Your hands trembled as you take in off from its place, you filled with the stem, smiling to yourself as you bask in the memories you keep, cherish ing every moment that passed. "And in that way, i understood him.. And i loved him"

"I loved him, I loved him, I loved him. And I still love him... I love him."

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #lucifer morningstar x y/n #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel fanfiction

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.13

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / Navi.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Last chapter, My darlings, Happy Readings!

Your hands felt utterly cold, you didn't know where you are or how you are there, you found yourself waking through the streets of hell, as you walked over the chaotic street, you felt a sudden bump over your shoulder, you leaned over to apologize to the person. you stopped at your track. seeing a familiar face.

A smile left your lips, as your eyes stared onto the familiar face, chuckling, the man took your hand, pulling you close over to his chest. You chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth rush over you as you studied the man's cheek.

Your eyes wandered over his features, as if trying to connect pieces together, You lift a brow, soft caressing their cheek as you the memories come flooding in like a sudden tidal wave. The man chuckled. grabbing hold onto you tighter.

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"So.. that's why i died, i suppose.." you smiled softly at them, Charlie placed a hand over her lips, shocked while Angel on the other hand had a concerned look in his face. "Holy shit.." Angel muttered under his breath, looking at Loralie.

Loralie looked away, her feelings sinking in, not being able to face you. "And it's my fault.. i shouldn't have introduced you to Vox in the first place, now look what happened to you.." You looked at Loralie. placing a hand over hers. "Don't blame yourself Lor, you thought if what's best for my life.. and what would put me up.. It's not your fault.." You mumbled, hugging her tightly as she did so too.

For a few moments, the two of you pulled apart. Loralie spoke. "When i lost you.." She placed her hand over your cheek. "I lost myself.." She felt herself tear up, you wiped it off her cheek. She sniffled, leaning back into the chair. "Then i died of overdose.. two weeks later after her death."

You looked down, leaning your head over to Loralie's shoulder, laying your head peacefully, taking in the comfortable silence between the four of you.

"Y/n.. why don't you come visit by the Hotel from time to time, the one i told you about i was staying in?" Loralie whispered to you, "I.. it's okay for me to do so?" You lifted your head, She chuckled, cupping your cheek gently.

You give Loralie a small smile, feeling a sense of peace wash over you as you think about the idea of visiting her at the hotel. "Sure, Lor. I'd like that." You reach up and take her hand in yours, giving it a squeeze. "Just call me, and I'll be there."

The two of you sit there in comfortable silence for a moment, feeling the weight of the past few moments lift as you talk about the future. You both know that there's still a lot to process and come to terms with, but for right now, being here with each other feels like enough.

The four of you spent the day, talking about different topics, laughing a little bit here and there. You all practically forgot about the time, Charlie's eyes darted towards your clock, letting out a gasp. "Oh no oh no, we must've overdone our visit!" She looked at you worriedly, You shrugged it off, calming her senses. "It's no worries at all, Stay for as long as you like"

"Well, we should get going" You nodded as Loralie spoke, As you all get up to leave, you exchange hugs and goodbyes, the four of you are filled with a strange sense of peace and comfort despite the events that have transpired.

As you watch them walk out of the door, you feel a sense of longing to wash over you. Despite everything, you can't help but miss them already. You know that they'll always be a part of you, just as you'll always be a part of them.

You make a mental note to visit the Hotel soon and check on Lor. You want to make sure she's doing okay, and you want to be there for her in any way that you can. you walked over to the lights from the other buildings, wondering to yourself.

You found yourself, over your balcony, watching down onto the busy street. You took a step back, your eyes turned to the radio on the table, we walked over to it, picking a radio station. you smiled as you picked just the right station to tune in on.

You dialed a number on your telephone, sitting down on your couch as you leaned back comfortably. "Good Evening Alastor.." You mumbled over the phone, fiddling on the long chord, smiling softly to yourself. "Good Evening to you too, My Darling.." You chuckled softly, looking over to your window, looking over to the night sky.

"How is your night, My sweet little daisy?.." You giggled as he did so too, "it's nice.." you responded. "That's good to know.. About to sleep, My darling?" He asked, checking up on you. You felt the butterflies in your stomach flutter. "Mhm.. It's already late.." You said, looking at you clock. "Is that so? then i hope you get a good night sleep, My daisy.." He chuckled.

He spoke up once more, his tone now lower and calmer than before. "Im glad.." You raised a brow, "About what?" He chuckled once more, "Glad that.. I wished.." You laid onto the couch, focused on his word. "What did you wish for?" You muttered, eagerly wanting to know what he was think it or what he wished for.

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Alastor leaned back into his chair, tapping his fingers ny the table beside him, "That.. Atleast, i would be blessed to be in one universe.. the gods.. or whatever is there.. that I'll be with you.." Alastor smiled, his cheeks reddening as he heard you chuckled ove the phone, he played with the telephone's chord. waiting for your response.

"Do you think the universe that.. you're blessed now?" You asked him. "They answered my every single wish.." As you and Alastor talk on the phone, you can hear the background noise of the radio and the busy streets below. The sound of car horns honk and people chatter in the distance as you hear Alastor's voice through the receiver.

Alastor's voice is soft and sweet as he speaks to you, "I think that's what faith is about, isn't it? It's about believing in something so much, that it becomes your reality."

You continue to listen to him as he talks about his experiences in this new universe, and you can't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder at the things he's experienced. You're glad that he's found a place where he can feel happy and fulfilled.

"And if this is my reality, then I'm happy that it is.. i learn to be grateful for it.. because you give it worth" Alastor smiled, feeling a soft warmth over his cheek. You can't help but smile as you listen to Alastor's words, feeling a sense of warmth and joy wash over you. You're glad that he's found a place that makes him feel happy and fulfilled, and you're even more grateful that you were able to play a part in it - by being a part of his life, by being in his universe.

Through the phone, you can also hear the sound of your own voice, your own feelings of happiness for him and the sense of awe and wonder that he's found something that brings him so much joy. It's a surreal moment, but also a beautiful one. Even though you're not physically together, you can still connect and share your experiences with each other. That's a powerful thing, and one that should never be taken for granted.

"It's late, My daisy, you go and get some sleep.." Alastor cooed, leaning back once more in his chair. "I will.. i will.. but do my a favor, Al?" Alastor smiles and nods. "What is it?" he asks, eager to help in any way he can. He's always happy to make you feel special, especially when you ask him for favors. He leans forward in his chair, waiting with bated breath, ready to hear your request.

"Play me a song, Radio Man."

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The next day you passed by the busy streets once more, happily strolling down the path. The streets were busy as ever, but you didn't mind - you were just happy to have a day to yourself, without anything to stress over or any obligations to fulfill. You had finally found a sense of inner peace and contentment, and you were eager to enjoy every moment of it.

As you walked down the street, you couldn't help but notice the people around you, each with their own unique stories and lives. You felt a sense of connectedness with them, like you were all part of some greater whole. It was a feeling you couldn't quite put into words, but it left you with a sense of warmth and joy.

You continued down the street, feeling the sun on your skin and the breeze in your hair. It was a beautiful day, and you were grateful just to be alive and experiencing it.

With all of the sudden, your mind drifted off to awareness, leaving you to bump into someone, you turned your head to apologize to the demon you had bumped in.

"Watch it sweetheart.." But to your surprise, the demon doesn't seem aggressive or angry. Instead, they smile at you, revealing a set of sharp, pointed teeth. "No worries, sweetheart," they say, their voice is low and melodic. "Just be more careful next time, okay?" You nod, still feeling a bit shaken up, but also grateful for the demon's understanding. You take a step back, and as you do, you can't help but notice the demon's piercing gaze, staring at you with their crimson eyes. You feel a sense of familiarity washed over you, like you've seen this demon before... but where?

"I'm very sorry about that sir, i didn't watch where i was going.." The demon chuckles, their eyes twinkling in amusement. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart. We all have days like that," they say, their voice still low and melodic, but with a hint of mischief in it. You can't help but feel drawn to them, despite the initial shock of seeing a demon.

"But since you've caught my attention," the demon continues, taking a step closer to you, "Hello sweetheart, the name's Vox.."

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.12

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / Navi.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: TW! Gun and mention of blood! tomorrow's the last chapter! What do you think, Darlings? Short chapter, so i apologize about that, yet, Happy Readings!

You heard soft knock on your door, slightly surprised since it's been a while since anyone decided to come visit. "Y/n?.. Y/n.. it's me, Loralie" You gasped, running to the door as your fingers frantically open the locks.

You open the door and see Loralie on the other side. Your heart skips a beat as you take in her appearance. She looks as beautiful as ever, her long dark hair flowing down her shoulders, her bright green eyes looking at you with a mixture of concern and affection.

"Lor... what are you doing here?" you ask, your voice shaking slightly. You eyes turned to the two other people behind her. Charlie smiled widely, almost pouncing on you. her arms wrapped around your body in a tight hug. "Oh my gosh! oh gosh! it's you.. it's really you!" You giggled, hugging her back. "Oh aren't you so sweet!"

You welcome the hug and feel a sense of warmth and safety wash over you as you feel Charlie's arms around you. You breathe a sigh of relief and lean into her, feeling the stress and anxiety from the past few days slowly melting away.

Your gaze darted to Loralie. "Oh my.. goodness, please, come in. come in" you guided charlie inside as she continues to hug you. Loralie and Angel followed behind, sitting by the couch in the living room in which charlie did so too.

"Y/n.. it's been a while, Moonpie, how have you been?" Loralie smiled, standing up as she headed over to you. "It's nice.. it's quiet as usual, but you know i like the silence.." You softly spoke. "You forgot to introduce me to your friends.." Loralie giggled, turning to the other two. "That's Angel Dust.. You know, the popular pornstar" Angel winked at you, "And this.. this ball over sunshine! is Charlie, princess of hell" You giggled as Charlie gave you a wide smile. You bowed. "Well i didn't know i was in a presence of such royalties"

Charlie giggled. "Oh no.. Y/n please.. you don't have to!" You chuckle as Charlie waves your compliment away. "Well, I couldn't help myself," you say with a smile, feeling a warm glow inside. Angel chuckles, taking a step towards you. "A pleasure to meet you, Toots." he says, his voice smooth and inviting. "We heard so much about you from Loralie"

You feel a twinge of nervousness at his words, but you try to hide it by giving him a polite smile. "The same goes for you," you reply. "It's nice to finally meet someone as popular as you." Loralie steps forward, breaking the tension in the room. "Okay, guys, let's sit down," she says, motioning towards the sofa. "We have a lot to talk about. Especially You"

"Yeah! I've heard so much about your love life from Loralie.. and she doesn't remember as much but we went here because.. well who knows your story more than you do.." Angel nodded then later on letting out a scoff.

"Plus, Even if we ask Alastor. He won't cough up any info. He's too busy in his business" Angel rolled his eyes, crossing his legs. "Alastor?.." You raised a brow, "Y/n. Please, Could you tell us what happened next when you left Alastor" Charlie pleaded, you left a chuckle. "Which part of my story are you all in exactly?"

Loralie spoke. "Doorbell part, Sweetcakes" You chuckled, sitting next to Loralie.

"Well.."

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As weeks went by, Alastor was agitated, fiddling with his finger as he walked around the halls, anxiously waiting for the doorbell to ring. yet there was nothing.

Alastor spent hours each day pacing back and forth in the halls of his mansion, his hands fidgeting with whatever object he could find. No matter if it was a random paperclip or a discarded book, he would compulsively toy with it as he walked, unable to stay still for long. The house and its surroundings had fallen quiet, with only the occasional sound of a distant car or an irritated passer-by occasionally making its way into his mind.

Days seemed to drift by without any change in this pattern. Alastor's mind, normally sharp and focused, had become scattered and disorganized, his thoughts jumping from one thing to the next as he tried to find something to keep his mind occupied. He found the isolation of his house and his current situation suffocating, but any attempts to reach out and connect with others were met with rejection or indifference. He felt trapped, unable to move forward or find any sense of purpose or meaning in his life.

As time went on, Alastor's anger began to build, his frustration with his situation bubbling to the surface. He had come to the realization that his isolation and lack of purpose were both self-inflicted, and he struggled to find a way to change his circumstances. He longed for connection and purpose, but the fear of rejection and the pain of abandonment held him back. As he grappled with these conflicting emotions, Alastor's world began to crumble around him, leaving him feeling more lost and alone than ever before.

As for you, You're situation didn't escalate well as you wanted it to be, you found yourself arguing with Vox, going back and forth about him leaving, finding excuses to spend a week or two away from you. Till the topic about Alastor came up.

"Alastor?" He paused, clenching his fist. "You've been fucking with him when I'm gone? huh?" You gasped. "What? No!" you blurted out, feeling defensive. "Nothing like that happened." You took a deep breath, feeling the tension in the air. "We just talked, that's all. He's a friend, and we connected over something really important."

Vox crossed his arms, giving you a skeptical look. "Is that really all it was?" You nodded, feeling your heart rate pick up again. "I swear, it was just conversation. Nothing happened, I promise." You held your breath, waiting for Vox's response. "I'm gonna kill that bastard, i swear I'll kill him" He rushed over to the cabinets, frantically going through his things, searching for something.

"Vox... Vox, what are you doing?.." You felt the colors drain from your body as you saw the pistol in his hands. "Vox! Stop it! No!" you rushed over to him as he went over to his car. You followed behind him. Yelling from the top of your lungs. "Vox! Stop! come back!"

You watch in horror as Vox gets into his car, you running after him shouting for him to stop. He glances at you as he starts the engine and speeds off. You try to keep up as he drives away, but soon he is out of sight. You quickly entered inside your home, quickly grabbing your coat as you rushed out of the premises, hurriedly onto the street, waving your hands for any vehicled to come by.

A bus stopped over, quickly, you got in, saying your destination. You watched over the stores and houses you passed by, heart racing and pulsating at every second. till you reached over Alastor's home.

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Alastor stood by his balcony, watching over your home from just across the bay. He felt something unusual, He felt like he was going to be sick, That was when he turned around. A bullet hitting his forehead.

"NO!" you yelled out, rushing over to Alastor falling body, catching him before he fell. "Alastor! Alastor.. Wake up!" You felt tears roll down your cheeks. You hold Alastor's head in your lap, desperately trying to stop the flow of blood streaming from the gunshot wound. You know you need to get him to the hospital as soon as possible, but the nearest one is miles away. You can't just leave him here to bleed, You felt him grab your hand, gently cupping your cheeks. "Don't cry.. m-my darling don't cry.. my b..eautiful.. daisy.."

You feel his body go limp in your arms, and you realize that he's gone. You scream out in agony, feeling like the world is crashing down around you. You laid his head down on the floor, running over to Vox who has the gun in his hand. you grabbed it from him. "Y/n.. Y/n! stop it-!" You rushed over to Alastor, placing the gun over your head, grabbing his hand. You placed your lips over his for the first, and last time.

You pulled the trigger, hearing a loud bang as your body falls onto of Alastor, Your fingers intertwined with his.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

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𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 | 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭! (Play me a song, Radio Man Fic)

Just wanted to come onto here with me and chaz, we want to thank your for supporting our fanfic! we couldn't have done it without you, As you all know, Chapter 11 is now released! meaning we are almost at the end of our journey.

We are absolutely greatful for all of you that liked the fanfic somehow, we didn't expect such people to come onto here and take time to read our shitty writings. And With that, Play me a song, Radio man is about it end. in chapter 13.

And also means a long, long vacay from writing, Chaz and i are going to be inactive for quite a long time, but we promise to give updates either way. now, i shall let Chaz talk.

HI GUYZZZZZ ONG, IT'S ALMOST FINISHED, HOW WE FEELING? GOOD? NO?.. OKAY- ANYWAYS, SO JUST LIKE YEN SAID, WE'RE GONNA END THIS BITCH /J, TYSM FOR TUNING IN ON THE FIC. IT MEANS SO MUCH TO US.

SPECIAL FOR ME, MAKE THIS FIC POPULAR DAMN IT. I WANNA SEE FANARTS /J MAYBE.. MAYBE NOT, ANYWAYS. WE MAY OR MAY NOT MAKE ANOTHER PART OF PLMASRM. BUT WHO KNOWS HEHE. ADIOS.

#alastor x reader #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

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Carolyn Jones as Morticia Addams, 1964

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.11

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / Navi.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: HI MY DARLINGS! THE FIC IS ALMOST ENDING. A FEW MORE CHAPTERS AND IT'S DONE! HOW WE ALL FEELING! happy readings <33

He took your hand, leading you into his home, he placed a hand ove your waist as you both got lost in your conversation. Husk followed behind, watching the two of you talk endlessly.

He took your hand, leading you into his home, he placed a hand ove your waist as you both got lost in your conversation. Husk followed behind, watching the two of you talk endlessly.

"I've been quite busy.. yes.. it was wonderful"

"I'm absolutely happy for you, My dear.. utterly happy.."

He watched over your lips as you speak, His eyes not leaving from yours. The two of you continued chatting, catching up on past times and enjoying each other's company. You were having a great time. You laughed, talked, and enjoyed each other's company. Alastor was charming, funny, and his wit and intelligence were off the charts. You also liked Husk, he was a true friend and a wonderful person, and he was trying his best to help Alastor with his feelings and his heartbreak. Alastor was lucky to have a close friend like him, who cared about him and wanted him to be happy.

After a few moments, Husk excused himself, leaving the two of you alone, you stood, nodding your head, letting him do his own thing, Alastor did so too. you both shared stories of your past and present. He kept on chattering wonderous things, his story almost never ending.

You listen intently as he talks about his life, his eyes lighting up at every new detail. You find yourself drawn to his passion and energy, feeling a connection that could only be described as magical. The comfort and familiarity of your past friendship is back, and it feels as though nothing has changed between you two. You share stories, laughs, and memories, and before you know it, the night has passed in the blink of an eye.

Your eyes wondered at the clock. a gasp escaped under your breath, turning to him as his eyes quickly catches yours. "It seems our conversation has went overboard." He chuckled, placing his hand over yours. "Y/n.. I want to show you something.. come with me"

You follow Alastor's lead, a thrill of excitement running through you as he leads you through his lavish mansion. As you walk, your eyes can't help but linger on the stunning artwork, the exquisite furniture, and the luxurious surroundings of his home.

Finally, he comes to a stop at the base of a staircase and looks back at you, his eyes sparkling with joy. "I want to show you something... something I've been working on for a while. Something special."

With that, he takes your hand again and leads you up the stairs, up to the master bedroom. As the door opens, you are met by an explosion of colour - a huge wall-sized canvas, covered in a stunning tapestry of purple and gold, depicting a scene of stars and galaxies. You gasp as you take it in, looking at Alastor with awe. "It's... it's amazing."

He chuckled, his hands leading you over to the large canvas in the middle, you placed a hand over your lips. looking up at the painting. "It's.. A painting of Daisies.." You turned to him. "It's lovely.. Alastor" you mumbled. "Did you make this?" He chuckled. "I'd be lying if i said i didn't, it's not as grand as what actually painters make, but.. Do you like it?"

You nod your head, feeling a warmness in your heart. "It's perfect," you say, your eyes shining as you look at him. "I love it, it's beautiful. You're an amazing artist."

Alastor's cheeks flush at your praise, and he nods slowly, a smile on his face. "Thank you, y/n. That means a lot to me, coming from you."

There's a moment of silence between the two of you, and then he takes your hand again, leading you over to the sofa facing the balcony. "Y/n.. i want.. i want you to come live with me.." You were shocked, unable to respond. "I know.. i know it's much.. and it came out of the blue but.. i want.. you to live with me" You're speechless, caught off guard by Alastor's sudden proposal. The weight of his words hit you like a ton of bricks, and for a moment, you wonder if you've heard him correctly. Despite the shock, you just couldn't take it, you were married.

"Alastor, I'm sorry.. I just can't.." You stood up, backing away from him. Alastor is stunned by your response, his face twisting into a mask of confusion and hurt. "What... what do you mean, y/n?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

The silence is almost unbearable, and you can feel his eyes burning into you as every second passes like an eternity. You want to say something, anything to make the pain and discomfort go away, to take back the words that had just left your lips, but nothing else seems to come to mind.

The tension in the room feels like an invisible weight pressing down on both of you, and after what seems like an eternity, Alastor finally speaks.

"Look, Y/n.. listen to me.." He walked closer to you, his hands gently gripping your shoulders as he stares down to you. "I know it's too much to handle.. but ask yourself.. do you love him? do you really.. truly love him?"

You love your Vox, you had thought he's perfect for you, he provides for you, the life you've dreamed of, and yet, there's something about Alastor that makes you feel alive in a way you've never felt before. It's a feeling you can't quite describe, it doesn't make sense, but you feel it nonetheless.

"Alastor.. please.." you start, but the words get caught in your throat. You feel like you're in a dream, a nightmare that you can't wake up from. Alastor's eyes turned to you. "Y/n.. Do you love him?" You felt tears roll down your eyes, you turned your head away, unable to face him. "Y/n.. Answer me. Do you love hi-?" You cut him ff, you felt yourself snap. "I don't!.. I don't.. at least back then.. i didn't.." He cupped your cheeks, wiping off your tears. "Then be with me.. Y/n.. i have all these things.. the luxury.. i can give you what you need.. i can do anything for you"

You pulled away from him. "Alastor.. i need to go.." You said, grabbing your things, your feet hurrying through the halls. "Y/n.. come back.." He yelled, following behind you. "Alastor.. please, just.. let me be.." He did budge, He tried to catch up. "Y/n just hear me out.." He stood by the middle of the room, watching as you as you hurried out.

"DAISY!"

You felt yourself stop. your hand just about the reach the door knob. you turned around facing him. You stand there, facing him, frozen in place, your heart racing with a mixture of emotions. Anger, frustration, disappointment, and even a bit of fear. You can see the desperation in his eyes as he approaches you once more, his hands outstretching as if to reach out to you and pull you back to him. He's saying something, but the sound of blood rushing through your head is drowning out everything.

For a moment, everything goes still. The world around you disappears, and it's just the two of you. You can see his lips moving, hear his voice, but nothing else registers in your mind. He's saying something, and you know it's important, something you should hear. But you can't bring yourself to listen. "Please.. Daisy, you're all i have.."

Suddenly, you snap out of it, and the world comes rushing back. You can feel the weight of his words sinking in, and your heart sinks with them. For what feels like an eternity, you stand there, locked in each other's gaze, searching for the words to say. "I'll ring your doorbell, tomorrow at 3 in the afternoon.." You said, you hear the sound of a car horn from outside, and the moment is gone.

You turn away from him, taking a deep breath before stepping out into the cool night air. You don't look back, but you can still hear him calling out your name, and for a moment, you almost want to go back, to turn around, and tell him everything you should have said. But you don't. Instead, you turn down the street and start walking away, leaving him behind with nothing but his words and regrets.

As you entered the car, the sound of the horn fades away, replaced by the muffled sounds of the streets around you. You feel a heaviness in your chest, a weight that seems to pull you down with every minute. Despite the cool night air, you can feel a sweat forming on your forehead, and you wipe it away with the back of your hand.

You sniffled, watching as the car drove by the busy city, back to your home. You stare out the window of the car, feeling lost and confused. The traffic outside is busy, and the city lights are bright, casting shadows against the buildings that line the street. You feel like you're in a daze, your thoughts running wild with questions and emotions.

As the car drives by, you can't help but think about what just happened, and where you stand in it all. You loved your husband, but there's a part of you that can't let go of Alastor, that can't forget the feelings he made you feel, and the connection you shared. But, you know it's wrong.

You sniffle again, trying to keep it together, but the tears just won't stop. You keep turning the situation over in your mind, looking at it from every angle, but you just can't seem to make sense of it all.

You feel like you're at a crossroads, that there's so much you need to figure out, and you don't know where to begin. You have your husband, the life you've built together, but there's a part of you that can't let go, that doesn't want to let go, of Alastor.

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Charlie stood by, shocked at the what she had heard. "Loralie.. tell me more" She sat closer. "I'm.. sorry charlie, that's all i know." Loralie ran fingers through her hair. taking a sip of the whiskey in her hands.

"Out of all the love stories I've heard, this shit is the saddest one. Especially because it's from Mr. Sadist over here, I didn't even know that the guy could have this tragic story." Angel sat beside Loralie. pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Charlie listened in silence as Loralie spoke, trying to process the information. She felt a pit form in her stomach, her heart aching for what she'd heard. She turned to look at Angel, her eyes begging him for some sort of reassurance.

Angel took a sip of his liquor, his face growing somber as he stared at Charlie. "It's a tragic story, alright." Charlie felt tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't want to believe what she was hearing, but she knew that Loralie wouldn't lie to her. She felt helpless, unsure of what to do or say. "How sad.." Charlie wiped the tear of her cheek. Turning to Loralie. "Lor.. Do you know where Daisy is nowadays?"

Loralie sighed. "The last time i visited her is by the north of our pride ring, I'm not sure if she still lives there." Charlie nods slowly, her mind racing as she tries to piece together what she's just learned. But it's too much for her to process all at once. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, trying to clear her head. When she opens her eyes again, she turns to Loralie.

"I want to talk to Daisy," she says, her voice steady but determined. "Maybe she can give us more information."

Loralie nods. "I could take you to her. But I warn you, she's not an easy person to deal with. She's been through a lot. Plus, like i said, I'm not sure if she still lives there"

Charlie nods. "I understand. But I have to try. This information is too important. And I'm too invested."

"Well.. I'm coming too.." Angel said. setting down his glass, getting up and following behind the two.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

[y3nze1]

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.10

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / Navi.

𝐓𝐚𝐠: @cherry-cola-100

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Sorry deeply for being inactive my darlings, me and chaz are very much busy at the moment with personal stuff and we didn't get to update as much, considering it's Noli Me Tangere time for me and chaz has a big entrance exam, yet enough of that. Happy Readings!

"so? what happened next after that date?" Charlie sat by Loralie, curious as she looked at her. Loralie scratched her temple. trying to remember. "i suppose I'll try to remember.." she sat there for a moment. trying to make the memories come back, yet it was no use.

"I see, well it's okay if you don't remember. It was a while ago, so please don't strain yourself." Charlie said, not wanting to push her. "Though if you do remember, i would love to hear about it. I'm sure it was a wonderful date!" Charlie chuckled, taking a sip of her cocoa, happy to have someone to talk to. "So... I take it Y/n, did enjoy his company?" she said, hoping to change the topic.

Loralie chuckled. "He gifted her strings of pearls worth 350,000 dollars.. on their first date." Charlie gasped "Wow! 350,000 dollars..?! That's a lot of money for a first date!" Charlie exclaimed, her eyes widening as she imagined the lavish gift. "But I'm glad it went well. He must have really been taken with her to give her something like that. And on their first date, no less!" Loralie smiled, sighing. "It's better when she tells the story from her perspective." She spoke, turning to Charlie.

They sat there, embracing one another's company. till charlie spoke up. "Where is Y/n now, No?" Charlie sat there with Loralie, enjoying their time together and the warmth of each other's company. The sound of Loralie's laughter, and the way it filled the room, was heartening, and it made Charlie feel like things could be alright. Loralie's friendship was just what she needed, and she felt lucky to have her.

After a while, Charlie turned to her, curious about where Y/n might be. "And where could Y/n be now, Loralie?" she asked, her voice soft and curious. "Do you know what she's up to?" Loralie scratched her head. "Well.. i-i don't know anymore.. I do miss her awfully much. and I'm sure Alastor does too.."

Charlie nodded softly, her eyes fixed on Loralie's face. "I understand, it's tough when someone you care about moves away. But I'm glad that you miss her, I think that's a sign of a true and deep friendship. And I'm sure Y/n misses you too." Charlie reached over and took her hand in hers, smiling softly. "I think friends are a really important part of life, don't you?" Loralie nodded. "Absolutely.."

"oh.. oh!" Loralie snapped her fingers, a memory popping up in her head. Charlie was taken aback by Loralie's sudden burst of excitement, her head snapping up as Loralie spoke. She looked at Loralie with a smile, eager to hear what she had to say. "Oh? Do you remember something, Loralie?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation. "Have i told you about their marriage?"

Charlie gasped. "Who's marriage?" Loralie grinned, cupping Charlie's hands softly. turning to her. "I'll tell you.."

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"Y/n?.. there's a letter for you" you shot up from bed "Loralie, isn't this just fantastic!" heading over to Loralie in which she gasped. "look at you, Moonpie! gorgeous.." You smiled. grabbing the letter from Loralie as she hands it to you. "who's it from?" you look at her for a moment. "It's from Alastor" You felt yourself tremble "Alastor?.." petrified from where you stood. You opened the letter. you placed a hand over your mouth as you read.

Filled with tears. You fell to the floor. your cries wet the paper more and more till it was unreadable anymore. Loralie quickly approached you. wrapping her arms around you as you huffed brokenly, gripping the pearl necklace around your neck. "I don't want it anymore.." you whispered under your breath, turning to Loralie. "Lor.. I-i changed my mind.. Loralie! i don't want to do this anymore." You cried out. pulling the pearl necklace, the beads falling to the ground as it scattered everywhere.

Loralie's eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly changed your mind and pulled off the pearl necklace. "Y/n? What's wrong? Why don't you want it anymore?" Her tone was soft and concerned, and her gaze was fixed on you. "Is everything alright?" She cooed, grabbing the pearls that fell. collecting each one.

"I DON'T WANT TO MARRY HIM." you snapped, Loralie stared at you in shock. stopping her actions. "Y/n, you can't be serious." You shoom your head, standing up abruptly reaching for the door. But before you could run out. Loralie grabbed your waist pulling you back as you protested. "LORALIE! NO! LET ME GO. HE NEEDS ME!... he.. he needs me!" Loralie groaned pulling you back into the room, setting you down onto the bed. "Y/N! what has happened to you?! have you gone mad?!" you shook your head, crying desperately. "We already planned this wedding for months! we can't just end this now!"

"Now let's get you ready, we only have 2 hours for the makeup and veil" Loralie pulled you to the other room to get you ready, wiping off your tears, She called out to some maids to help with reattaching the necklace once more.

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You stood blankly as Vox held your hand tightly. you didn't have the capability to react anymore. "Hey, are you alright, sweetheart?" Vox asked, his voice filled with concern. He looked into your eyes, searching for any signs of stress or discomfort. "You seem lost in thought, is everything okay?" He kept a firm grip on your hand, but he was still gentle as he spoke to you.

He cupped your cheek softly making you snap out of your trance, you stood there looking back at him as you slowly nodded. he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

As he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, you felt warmth radiate from your head, down your spine, spreading throughout your body. You couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of love and tenderness wash over you. The gesture was simple, yet so meaningful. It spoke volumes about the kind of man he was, someone who cared and respected you. You couldn't help but feel gratitude for the love and attention he was giving you.

You thought back to the letter. feeling yourself sink in guilt. He took your hand gently, leading you to your quarters to rest for the day. in which you appreciated. he placed another peck over your hand. You smiled in return. closing the door softly as you retreat inside your room. you felt yourself slowly being engulfed with hesitation. trying to keep yourself sane.

You headed to the balcony, gripping the railings as if you were out of breath. Watching over the shore. "I'm just.. thinking about something" you mumbled under your breath, your seemingly lost in the waves. Vox wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a soft peck over your shoulders. You kept your eyes closed, trying to shift your mind to something else.

Vox held you close, his warmth soothing you as you felt his chest rise and fall against your back. You couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over you as he held you, and you were grateful for the comfort he provided, but it wasn't the one you wished to feel. You kept your eyes closed, letting the sound of the waves and the feel of his arms wrap around you.

As you stood there, Vox's arms wrapped around you, you couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. You still had the letter in your pocket, and it weighed heavily on your mind. You knew that you needed to say something, to talk it out with him, but you weren't sure how to approach the subject. You wanted to be honest and open with him, but you were afraid of how he would react. You stood there, lost in thought, wondering how to move forward.

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"Al, Enough, you've had too much to drink." Husk growled, grabbing the empty shot glass that was once in Alastor's hand. wiping off the excess liquid in the glass. "Look at you man, you're absolutely fucked up." he said, looking down at his dear friend, who had his head down onto the counter.

Alastor was silent for a moment, before lifting his head and meeting Husk's eyes. "I know, I know," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. He didn't move an inch, continuing to rest his head on the counter. His eyes were vacant, glassy, and bloodshot. It was clear that he had drunk more than he should have.

Husk frowned, looking at Alastor with concern. He knew that his friend had been dealing with some personal issues lately, but he had never seen him this drunk before. he asked, placing his hands on Alastor's shoulder. "Look man, The least you could do is be happy, not only for her but for you too, Maybe she's happy with her life now that she's married, who knows, maybe she knew the guy longer than she knew you.."

"I know, I know," Alastor groaned, his voice muffled by the counter. "It just hurts so much to see her love and be loved by someone else, and it's not me." he muttered, his eyes welling up with tears.

Husk sighed, placing a reassuring hand on Alastor's shoulder. "I totally get it man, but you can't dwell on it forever. You gotta move on, or it's gonna eat you up inside," he said, his tone gentle but firm.

Alastor wiped his eyes, "I bought all these things for her.. this luxury life that she'd want, and now she's just married to a guy?.."

Husk listened to Alastor with a sympathetic ear, feeling the weight of his friend's pain. "I understand that you're hurting right now, but you need to let go," he said gently, placing a hand on Alastor's shoulder. "You've done everything you can, you've done your best. And now, you need to let go. For her sake, and for your own. You deserve to be happy too, and you can't be happy if you're hung up on what used to be."

"Plus don't you think she'd want you to be happy too? And if she loves you, she'd want you to be happy, even if she's happy with someone else. I know it sucks, and it hurts, but you need to keep moving forward."

Husk paused, considering his words before continuing. "Look, I know you're in pain right now. Me and Nif? we're here for you man, no matter what. But you need to let go of this pain, and start moving on with your life. You deserve that, you deserve to be happy."

"Thanks husker" He smiled weakly, running his fingers through his hair. "Ever considered being a therapist?" Alastor chuckled. "Nah, i just need to stop hanging out with Rosie, or else I'd turn into a fucking guru"

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"No, you didn't have to Al.. it's just a simple wedding.. I don't need a gift." You smiled, clutching the phone over your ear. placing a pillow over your lap. You giggled, your fingers fiddling over the cords of the telephone. You left out a soft giggle.

"Please, it's my pleasure, take it as an appreciation party for your marriage." He said, "Unfortunately, Vox is not gonna be home till Thursday, I'm gonna have to go alone. will that be alright?" Your eyes drifted to the outside view, watching over the shore. "Of course my dear, it's no big deal. I'll have my chauffeur pick you up, let's say.. 4pm, will that be alright?"

"Yes, That would be great, thank you again Alastor." you put the phone down. smiling at the thought of visiting him again. Yet you felt the guilt creep inside you once more. You decided to put it aside and just enjoy the opportunity that was given to you.

You got yourself ready, wearing a neat outfit to visit his home, waiting by the window to see the car come by to pick you up, and when it did. you hurried down to get in.

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Alastor fiddled with his fingers nervously. huffing as he waited for the car to come back. he bit his bottom lip. tapping his feet, he felt the chair eat him up. Husk stood by his side trying to keep him calm.

That's when the car entered his premises, rolling up to the front entrance of his newly bought house, not as grand as a mansion, but it's big enough to be considered as one. He took one final breath, Making his way to the front door to greet you.

As the door opened, you carefully got out, Alastor's eyes met yours, he felt everything stop around him, focused on you. He felt his heart beating faster at every step you took, moving closer and closer to him. He smiled widely as the butterflies in his stomach fluttered. You called out to him softly.

"Alastor.." You stared into his eyes, taking in his features, He took your hand, gently placing a peck over it.

"My Darling.."

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

[y3nze1]

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.9

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / Navi.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Hello darlings!~ it's yen, here you are chapter 9, i apologize for the slow moving plot! but me and chaz will fix it soon! happy readings!

"It's either now or never.." You stared into the mirror, contemplating your life, what had happened and what led you to this moment. you stared at your reflection, your hands fidgeting at the adrenaline, eagerly waiting to set your fingers on the dial. before you could even finish it. Loralie softly called out. "Y/n! Y/n.. Sugarplum!" her voice was filled with happiness and glee as she chanted your name, running over to you.

You are taken aback by Loralie's sudden appearance, but before you can say anything, she throws her arms around your neck and hugs you tightly.

Oh, Y/n, I have such great news!!" she exclaims excitedly. You can feel her heart racing with excitement, and the feeling is infectious. Suddenly, all the stress of your situation falls away, and you can't help but smile. she giggled, taking your hands. "what great news?" you smiled, raising a brow. "I know you're not open to dating.. But it was destiny! i felt it!, there's this nice gentleman that came over the shop today and we chatted, nothin much! but i wanted to hook you up with him! isn't that exciting!~"

you froze, the smile disappearing from your lips, speaking, "You did what?.." she nervously chuckled, her grip on your hand tightening slightly. "come on y/n! just give it a try, the guy's rich! he has a mansion! he works for tvs! isn't that interesting!" you rubbed your temple, groaning. "Oh Loralie. you should've told me first!" she chuckled another one. patting your back. "Come on, Y/n, one date wouldn't hurt. would it? just give it a try.. I'll help you through it, don't worry!"

You looked at Loralie for a moment, your looks softening yet, it was filled with hesitancy, you shook your head, accepting the challenge. she smiled, clapping her hands in excitement. "Oh bees knees!~ let's get you ready, I'll tell you the whole detail where you guys are meeting up!~" she dragged you through the corridor, leading you to her room.

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You entered the park's garden, watching the swans in the pond, smiling as they come near you, bending over, your fingers ran through their heads, that's when you heard a man call out your name. You turned to see a tall man, rich black colored hair, his smile was quite charming, from the look of his outfit, you could tell he is quite the rich guy. His smile widened approaching you. he too your hand placing a small peck over it, looking over to you with pure awe.

"Look at you, gorgeous" he complimented, pulling you close one more. "i believe white goes better with pearls, no?" as he said that, he pulled out a crimson box, the design was quite exquisite with floral embroidery. he spun you for a second, stopping you by your back, putting on the pearl necklace around your neck, his breath hitched as he put it on.

"oh my.. this is.. absolutely beautiful, Mr. Vox" you spoke softly. looking down as your eyes observed the glazing pearls."I'm so glad you like it, Ms. Y/n," Vox says, his voice full of pride. "It took me a little while to find the right necklace for you, but I wanted to make sure it was something that perfectly matched your charm and elegance." He gives you a soft, charming smile, and his eyes glisten with joy. "you didn't have to do such thing, it's quite expensive" you turned around, looking up at him in which he cupped your cheek gently. "Sweetheart, it's priceless for me, on the other hand. 350,000 isn't that much" you gasped. putting a hand over your necklace. "oh no, I can't tale this, i just can't!" you said, his hands placing over yours. stopping you. "please, take it as a first meeting gift, it's my pleasure." The smile on his face appeared.

You're blown away by the sheer generosity of Vox's gift, and the fact that he's willing to part with such an expensive necklace for you, someone he barely knows. You can't help but feel grateful for the gesture, even if it makes you a bit uncomfortable. You're not used to receiving such lavish gifts, and the thought of holding onto something so valuable is a bit overwhelming. But you can't help but be impressed by the wealth and generosity of this man, and his clear interest in you.

"Now that we've had some time together, what do you say we have a proper dinner tonight? There's a restaurant not too far from here that I think you'll love." you nodded, he led you to an expensive restaurant. As you enter the restaurant, you're immediately taken aback by the opulence and elegance of the surroundings. From the crystal chandeliers to the gleaming silverware, everything seems designed to impress. The aroma of the food wafting through the air only adds to your sense of excitement and anticipation.

As you and Vox are escorted to your table, you notice that you're receiving a lot of attention from other patrons and staffs. Once you're seated, the server comes over to take your order. You look at the menu, and it's clear that you're in for a culinary adventure. Even Vox seems impressed by the selection, making it clear that this restaurant is a favorite of his.

As the main course arrives, you're impressed by the presentation and the flavors that explode on your tongue. From the spicy seasonings to the tender meat, every bite is a delight.

As you finish your meal and wait for the dessert menu, Vox takes your hand and looks you in the eyes. "I have to admit, Y/n, I'm quite taken with you. Your beauty, your wit, your intelligence...you truly are the complete package. And I can't help but think that our paths were meant to intersect." He pauses for a moment, as if waiting for you to respond. "I would love to see you again, if you would allow it. There's so much more I want to get to know about you."

As you finish your dessert, you feel a sense of contentment and satisfaction wash over you. You've had an incredible meal, and the time spent with Vox has been nothing short of amazing. You can't help but feel a sense of connection with this man, and his kind words have only further cemented that feeling.

As he holds out his hand, you take it willingly, feeling the warmth of his touch. "I'd say the same to you too, Mr. Vox, i suppose it wouldn't hurt to meet you again, no?.."

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags. #vox x reader

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.8

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / Navi

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: hiii pookies! Chaz here, how we doin?!?!!? good? good. here's chapter 8 for yah. writings kinda different cause I'm writing. shh. don't complain /j. bit bear with me on this one yall! like yen, HAPPY READINGS!

"Come in!" called Loralie from inside the store, wiping off the counter as the sound of a bell rung, the two people walking inside the store. she smiled widely. "Ah it's you two! come in, come in. what can i get for you today? some hotcakes? muffins? the usual?"

"black coffee, Lor, and for niftt-" husk was cut off by niffty as she looked through the glass of treats and sweets. "Salmon mousse Canapés! i'd like to try something new" the girl giggled happily, continuing on to look through the glass. "well, uh.. i guess that's for hers.

Loralie smiles and nods, scribbling down the orders. "Alright, one black coffees and a salmon mousse canapé. That'll be ready in a few minutes. You two are welcome to sit down while you wait.." She gestures to a nearby table as she gets started on the order. "any gossip today? nif?" Loralie turned to niftty after handing out the order to her co-worker.

"no.. not much, well.. Al has quite focused on his broadcast nowadays, i mean it's not new but, I'm pretty sure he's still looking out for that 'Daisy' girl" Niftty spoke, walking over to the side of the counter. "Daisy.. Huh?.." Loralie grinned, packing up the orders slowly as she listened in. "Yeah!.. daisy, the one that always calls his station.. I heard he asked her out on a date but she didn't come!" Husk appeared behind niftty as she spoke. "That was actually true, That dumbass came to my bar the other week, complaining about his fucking love life" Husk groaned, rolling his eyes, grabbing the order from Loralie.

"i think i know a thing or two about.. Daisy" Loralie grinned, leaning over the counter to tell the two, in which they listened.

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"And then!- Y/n was so worried to face you that day so she didn't went as daisy which is kind of an idiotic move for me, but then you spent the night with her at the park. so you technically did go on a date with daisy but technically didn't because y/n is daisy, and daisy is y/n, also made me wonder wh-" husk pressed a hand over niftty's mouth, sighing. "he gets the idea, nif.."

the two looked at Alastor who has a slightly shocked reaction on his face. sitting blankly on his desk as muffled songs played in the background. "i don't.. know if i should be angry.. or.. anxious.. or glad.." he looked at his feet, running fingers through his hair as he sighed deeply. "Al, Sorry you had to find out this way... i mean- it would have been more meaningful if you know.. it came from her." niftty approached Alastor along with Husk beside her, she softly place a hand on his shoulder.

Alastor leaned back at his chair, closing his eyes as he huffed deeply. Alastor lets out a deep sigh, running a hand through his hair once as he tries to process what he's just learned. He feels a mix of emotions coursing through him - anger, hurt, confusion, but also a strange sense of calmness. He looks up at Niffty and Husk, his eyes full of a deep sadness.

"I understand why y/n did what she did, but I can't help but feel betrayed," he says, his voice heavy with emotion. "She knew how I felt about her, how much I cared for her, and yet she chose to deceive me in this way." He shakes his head, looking down at his desk again. "I don't know how I'm supposed to feel right now.. i think i need to be alone for a moment.." the two nodded at his words, leaving his room for him to contemplate for a moment.

He sat silently, playing another song for his audience. he softly chuckled at the mishap. "Daisy.. daisy.." he repeated. after a few moments, the song slowly ended, the telephone rang. in an instant he picked it up. "Good Afternoon again, Alastor" Alastor grinned, leaning back on his chair. "Good Afternoon to you too.. Ms. Daisy, the usual songs, i sense?" He chuckled. Playing her requested song. after that, he stopped speaking over the mic, talking to her personality, he spoke once more. "Could i perhaps.. I don't know.. maybe ask you out, Ms. Daisy?.."

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Alastor waited at the same park, spending the same hours as he did, waiting for 'Daisy', till then, he felt a presence of someone sitting next to him. "Hello.. Alastor, How are you tonight, Still waiting for.. Daisy?" He turned to look at you, his smile widened, playing along. "Unfortunately.. Yes"

Alastor chuckles, feeling a warm sensation in his chest as he looks at you. "Well, it seems that Ms. Daisy has decided to let me down again tonight. But that just means that I'll be able to enjoy the company of someone else." He turned to look at you once again. his eyes staring at you deeply. you let out a soft chuckle at his words. "So, Y/n, My Dear. What are you doing here in the park anyway?" he softly spoke.

"Just wanted to take a quick stroll, the night is quite lovely, isn't it?" He nodded, Alastor smiled, looking deep into your eyes as he spoke. "Yes, it is a lovely night. And yet, somehow I feel as though there's something missing." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I suppose the lack of Daisy is a little bit of a damper." He placed a hand over yours. "Either way, i shouldn't be sorrowful, it's a wonderous, that shouldn't be wasted, don't you think? Now, Would you do me the honor of being my company for the night?" he held out his hand.

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"You're really fucked up, Al.." Husk walked over to him. standing beside Alastor as he looked at the other side of the lake. Smiling, the wind flowed. as he chuckled. "Say what you want, palx he shrugged. leaning against the railing of the balcony.

"A goddamn house?.. are you serious? just to see her apartment?" Husk rubbed his temple. "All for a fucking girl?" he groaned turning to Alastor.

"A girl I care for very deeply," Alastor replies, his voice slightly raised. He stands up, towering over Husk as he glares down at him. "A girl who I would do anything for," he continues, his voice growing more emotional as he speaks. "And if I want to spend a few nights in this house just to see her place right before me while i open my eyes, then that's exactly what I'll do." He gripped at the railings, staring at lights of your apartment.

"I'd climb the highest mountain if she wanted me to, swim the deepest trenches if she pleases, take a shot through the heart if she asks me to." he smiled to himself. staring down at the flowing water.

"I'll stand by her whenever i can, suffer in the distance in sakes to keep her happy. more than anything. I'll be there, even if she doesn't know i am, I'll be glad that i was.. in the moment, just right behind her."

Husk nodded, staring in the distance too, lighting a cigarette, placing it on his mouth as he did so. taking a puff. Alastor smiled, his eyes closing as he listened to the sound of water hitting the shore. He took a deep breath, feeling a sense of calmness wash over him. "You are a great person, Husk," he said, opening his eyes and turning to look at him. "You may not understand why I do what I do, but you are still there to support me, and I appreciate that more than you could ever know." He reached out and placed a hand on Husk's shoulder, squeezing it softly.

"Hey, what ever fucked up thing you got over your head. I'm still here.. I'm stuck with ya anyway" he chuckled, taking another hit of his cigarette. Alastor turned to look at your apartment. "Hey Husker, do you want to come with tomorrow?" Husk raised a brow. "What for?"

"I'd like to go on a quick.. shopping" He smiled. chuckling softly as looked at you apartment once more.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

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𝐀𝐳𝐢𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰! in the Philippines <33

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: What it would be like if Azi and Crowley were to be in the Philippines. (just some cute little imagines)

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: No Warnings! Chaz is currently working on chapter 8! so for now, i wanted to do something other than the fic, considering that I'm Filipino, Chaz convinced me to do some cute little imagines if azi and crowley we're in the Philippines, Happy Readings!

- The two of them would stroll around divisoria, well, aziraphale liked it due to the many stalls open in every corner, crowley doesn't like it on the other hand, since it's mostly crowded and all, but he does end up buying a duck hair clip.

- I feel like the two would go to one of the national locations/shrines and would go like.. "do you remember when we met him?" "hm.. i suppose? was he the guy..." "yeah. yeah. definitely."

- Would stroll around rizal park for fun, just a cute little date around the park like normal. <33

- Aziraphale would always be glad to go to churches every sunday. just like any other Filipino, maybe light a candle every sermon, then Crowley would take him to a mall after. (SM I LOVE YOU)

- During the early part of the Spanish Philippines period, Crowley would have protested with himself one too many times to do a "Harana" to aziraphale yet end up chickening out.

- Aziraphale would have a personal composed poem by José de la Cruz "Husend Sisiw", Also a copy of Noli Me Tangere or El Filibusterismo in his bookshop, and other literary works, such as Florante at Laura or Ibong Adarna.

- Crowley would probably enjoy a night drive in BGC, maybe even persuade aziraphale to come with him. and the both of them would enjoy eating street foods (siomai, fishball, kikiam, etc.)

- During the time when the urban legend, the manananggal were popular, People may have mistaken crowley as the mananangal once, and he would feed into the rumors too. and aziraphale would joke to him about it.

- They would celebrate like Filipinos, decorating the bookshop at the start of september. then would have a cute little vacation in Baguio at Christmas. Crowley would drive aziraphale every "Simbang Gabi" yet due to Crowley being a demon, he would wait outside church in the Bentley, waiting for aziraphale to finish.

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #azicrow #innefable husbands #innefable idiots #i love them #help they're so cute #filipino #imagines

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.7

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / IV / V / Navi.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Tw: Mentions of Suicide! Happy Readings!

You took his hand softly, with a smile, he swayed you for a bit, humming little tune. You're stunned by how easily he makes you relax, and how easily he makes you feel at home. He sways you slowly to his humming, and you feel yourself starting to enjoy the moment. Without another thought, you let him lead you down a small path, hand in hand, toward the edge of the lake.

The moonlight is bright and beautiful, reflecting brightly off the water's surface. You can see all the details of his face clearly in the light, how his eyes twinkle when he looks at you, and how the corners of his mouth turn up into a small smile when he sees the wonder on your face. You feel a warm sensation spread inside you that you haven't felt in years.

He takes you over to a small dock, and sits you on the edge, before slipping his arms around your waist and pulling you back toward him. You feel his heart beating against your back, and you can hear his breath in your ear. He pulls your face around to look at his, and you find yourself lost in a world of just the two of you, in a quiet moment of pure bliss.

"You know," he says, his voice low and warm, "I like the moon." you stare into his eyes, finding yourself drowning in a pool of beauty deep into his pupils. utterly in awe. you manage to mutter little. "it is.. stunning.."

His eyes light up at your words, and he nods. "Yes, it is." he leans forward, still keeping you close to him, before whispering, "it reminds me of Daisy.." You feel your heart flutter at his words, and you lean in a bit closer to him. As you stare into his warm eyes, something inside of you feels a longing, a desire for something more. You're not sure what it is, but you know that you want him.

You both stand up, and he continues, "she's as bright as the moon, as beautiful as the stars. Just like them, she light shines as brightly as a beacon in the darkness, and I want to be the one to carry that light with me, for the rest of my days." You find yourself lost for words, feeling a flood of emotion at his words.

"And just like a star, she's right there, you can.. feel her, see her clearly from afar, but you can't grasp her." his smile started to fall slightly. You find yourself lost in thought, as well. You feel a deep sense of connection to him, and yet it seems to be tempered with a sense of distance, of something just out of reach. You can feel the same distance in him, the same longing for something more, and it only seems to make your desire for him stronger. You both sit there for a while, lost in your own thoughts, before he reaches for your hand again.

He leans back slightly, and looks deeply into your eyes, as if he's trying to make sure that everything's alright. When he sees that you're okay, he takes a deep, calming breath, and looks back at the lake, his eyes scanning the water for any sight of the full moon. You follow his lead and look at the water yourself, feeling oddly calm despite the emotion of the past hours. You don't know how long you stay there, but at some point, you become aware that it's late at night, and the moon has already risen, glowing with a soft light over the surface of the water.

"Thank You, Y/n. You're such a great.. Friend to me.." like a small prick in your heart, a rose, it's beautiful, yes. but even yet it has thorns. you gave a small smile in return. sighing in your mind.

You're not sure what to make of his words, but you can't help feeling a slight sting. You know that you have feelings for him, that you want him in a way that goes beyond friendship. You want to tell him how you feel, to ask him if he feels the same way, but there's something holding you back. Whether it's the fear of rejection, or the fear of ruining what you already have, you don't quite know. But you can't help the feeling that there's something more to your connection, something that goes beyond just friendship.

after a few moments of silence, he took your hand, helping you stand up. "It's getting quite late, My Dear, would you like me to escort you home?"

"I would love it," you reply, feeling the warmth of his hand in yours as he helps you up. You can't shake off the feeling that something changed in him, that he's no longer just the friendly stranger he used to be. You feel a slight thrill of excitement at the thought that there might be something more between the two of you, but you're also terrified of what might happen if he doesn't feel the same way.

In the back of your mind, a million different scenarios run through your head as you walk hand in hand towards your house. You try to be calm and not look too eager, but you can't help the excitement that bubbles up inside you, as if a million butterflies were flying around within you.

For a few minutes of walking down the street, the two of you finally arrived at the destination, you turned to him, giving him a soft smile of appreciation. "thank you.. again, Alastor" he smiled, giving you a small bow before he left. "It's my pleasure, dear" he responded, watching you enter the stairs up to your home.

As you stand there watching him leave, you find yourself feeling slightly empty, as if part of you is still missing. You want to chase after him, to tell him how you feel, but something stops you. Maybe it's the fear of rejection, or the fear of ruining what you already have, but whatever it is, it seems to be holding you in place. You know that there's something between the two of you, something that goes beyond just friends, but you're not sure what to do about it. You hope that one day you'll find the courage to tell him how you feel, because even though it's terrifying, the possibility of losing him is even worse.

"Let me guess.. he was sweet? or uhh.. too kind with you tonight, wasn't he, sugarpie?" a voice said behind, you turned to look at Loralie, standing by the doorframe with an awfully big grin on her face, you groaned softly, as she was right about it. "Well.. I told you, you have to fess up, one of these days. you are going to have a competition.. with yourself." she sat beside as she spoke.

You roll your eyes at Loralie's teasing, but you know she's right. She's always been right about this stuff, as much as you hate to admit it. You sigh, rubbing your eyes, and turn back to her.

"I know, I know, I should have told him," you say. "It's just so hard to find the right time, and then I get cold feet and just... back out. But I have to do something, otherwise, I might lose him. Or I might lose myself in the process."

You look at Loralie, who is still grinning at you and shaking her head. You can't help but smile back at her, knowing that she's always there for you, no matter what. "Well alright, But what i think you should do... no no.. What i want daisy.. to do is apologize to alastor, you left the guy alone in the park waiting for goodness sake!" you chuckled softly. "what? like you didn't do it yourself?” she rolled her eyes at you, scoffing slightly. "well.. it's a different case."

She ruffled your hair, standing up. "you should get to bed, honeyplum." she softly cooed, standing once again in the doorframe. you gave her a nod in response. "goodnight, loralie" you smiled, tucking yourself in the bed. "goodnight, Y/n" she responded back, closing your lights for you, gently closing the door as she walked out.

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"Ditch on you? girls could be like that sometimes" the man spoke, wiping the newly washed glass cups in his hands. Alastor groaned. taking another sip of his whiskey, his head resting on the counter as he waited for the man to pour him a new batch.

"I've tried to contact her in any way I could think of, when I'm so close in reaching her, she slips away like a shadow." Alastor spoke brokenly, watching the liquid pour in his empty glass. "but at times when i do get close, this girl.. this girl, she's just always-"

The man cuts him off "Always on standby, ready to catch, yeah yeah. I've got a couple of my guys like that here. goddamnit, i swear to god these fools are tryna infect everyone with their sadness, i mean look at you, Al, your not this low on women as i know you'd be.. what happened? men are falling like dominos over girls. it's like an epidemic in here" the man groaned, rolling his eyes as he tucks the bottle away into the cupboards.

"the last thing i need is this bar to become a suicide paradise." the man scoffed, turning his gaze of to Alastor.Alastor ran fingers through his hair as he chugged the glass down. "for a bartender, you are wise, aren't you husker?" he laughed softly.

"Well.. yeah, don't question it."

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

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𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Play Me A Song, Radio Man

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you find yourself always tuning in a particular radio station every day, only to listen to a man's voice, after a small mishap, you then got yourself stuck in a tangled event, full of unexpected directions and contemplating, will you find a way out of this cycle?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬:

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𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Happy readings! Notes and Trigger Warnings at each chapter indicated!

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#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin #1920s #alastor altruist #human!alastor #plmasrm cause why not. i hate tags.

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.6

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / IV / V / VI

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: another chapter, filled with cute little fluff for yall! happy readings, darlings!

you shoot up out of bed, the usual, stretching your body and lifting your arms way up high as you hummed a soft melodic tune under your breath just enough to start your day, you turn to the telephone. your fingers fidgeting to the telephone and the radio. winding up the station where alastor was like always.

"You have reached me, Alastor Altruist! From New Orleans, Louisiana, Welcome dear caller to the broadcast!~ good to know you're tuning in, it's one fine morning, I'll tell you that. who might be on the other end of this lovely morning call?"

You heard his voice once again, it filled you with unmeasurable glee and happiness. unable to fully think of what to say next, you went on to speak, trying to be casual and careful with the words coming out your mouth.

"Good Morning, Alastor. it's a nice morning for an early, request. don't you think?" you smiled. fiddling your fingers through the cable connected to the telephone. As for alastor. He grinned. nails tapping on the table as he spoke to you.

"Absolutely, My Dear. it is quite a beautiful morning. Well like always, what song will you be requesting today before we start the endless yapping."

"well, i was thinking of stardust by Hoagy Carmichael once again, if that's alright?" you softly spoke. "well I'll put that on for you next, Ms. Daisy, Do continue tuning in as i chatter away" he chuckled. moments later the two of you dropped the call, you went about your day to continue your daily chores. same goes for alastor, broadcasting and speaking away with stories and interesting news going on today.

"ugh.. mornin' darling" an overslept Loralie greeted you, going over the cupboards for a mug, making her morning tea. sipping through the herby taste of the tea. she tuned in to the radio too. listening as she gulped down her drink.

"still picking up that 'daisy' persona, huh? moon pie?" she turned to you with a grin in which you responded with a little scoof. after wiping the sink, you sat down beside her sighing.

"oh darlin.. you gotta break the act someday, you're gonna break the man's heart if you keep it up." she spoke, placing a hand over your shoulder. "i know.. it's just.. i-" you looked away, nervous. you scratched your temple. "well either way.. you gotta tell the truth.. what happens if he as-" annoyedly, she was cut off with the sound of the telephone ringing, in reflex, you picked it up. putting it against your ear.

"Hello! I'm Y/n L/n, who's on the other line?.." you spoke, as you held the telephone over your hand, you heard his voice. "hello, there.. is this Ms. Daisy?" In a panic, you gave Loralie the phone. using her as a decoy for a moment.

"Unfortunately, Daisy isn't home, who might you be?" Loralie turned to you with an irritated look. you only gave her a weak smile in which you sighed in response. a few moments of talking. Loralie hung up the call, grinning at you. "ohhhh DAISY~"

you grit your teeth in worry. "Mr. Radio Man wants to have.. a small little date with you tonight" she grinned menacingly. "No.. no.. nononono, oh God. Loralie I.. I don't know what to do." You sat at your table, your mind running wild with fear and anxiety. You stared blindly at the radio, feeling as though the voice of Alastor was directly coming from the speaker, his words echoing through your mind. Your heart was beating so fast it threatened to burst from your chest. "well that's not my problem, sweetcakes,"

Loralie smirked and stood up, walking over to the radio and turning it off. "There ya go. No more Mr. Radio Man." She turned to you and crossed her arms over her chest. "Now, are ya gonna keep hiding behind that Daisy act forever, or are you actually gonna grow a spine and be yourself?"

Loralie sighed and shook her head. "I understand, I really do. You've been hiding behind that mask for so long now, it's hard to know what's real anymore. But you've got to stop, Y/N. You can't live your life with such fear and anxiety. It's not healthy." She walked up to you and put a hand on your shoulder. "You're a strong person, despite everything you've been through. You're capable of so much more than just hiding."

"but it's just.. what if he sees the real me.. what if doesn't like me that way.. what if he hates the way i am.. I can't just.. let myself out just yet, I'll just stay in my shell."

Loralie sighed and sat down next to you, putting her arm around your shoulder. "I understand how you feel, Y/N. It can be really scary to let someone in like that, especially when you've been hurt in the past. But if Alastor really cares about you, he'll accept you for who you are. And if he doesn't, well, then he's not worth your time." She gave you a small smile. "You deserve someone who loves you for exactly who you are, not just the person you're pretending to be.. but right now you gotta find a way to go on that date or else.."

you sighed, gritting your teeth in nervousness. you scratched your head for a moment, thinking of what to do.

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Alastor watched the light of the pond, contemplating in his head, groaning, he looked down at his hands in worry. "what the devil am i doing.. she won't show up.. it's such a sudden request, focus altruist. focus." he paced backa and forth. ultimately he settled down on the bench, checking his pocket watch sighing. an hour has already passed.

"she's not coming.. she's not." he sighed, looking up in the sky. "mind if i sit here?" he turned to his side, it was you, of course, he couldn't forget that face from the party but.. yet, you wasn't 'his' daisy. he let out a small smile, moving to the other end of the bench, looking deep in the moonlight. you spoke up to snap the silence between you two. "so.. what brings you here all alone?" you softly spoke.

"remember daisy?" he spoke up, turning to you. "well, i asked her out, but when i called her line. she wasn't the one that picked up, the girl on the other line says she wasn't home, but she'll tell daisy about my call.. and.. gosh- i feel so stupid, maybe her friend didn't really tell her.. or... or maybe she didn't want to come because.. i don't know, maybe it's too straight forward for her." he spoke, frantically fidgeting through his fingers.

As you sat next to Alastor on the bench, you couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. He was acting strange, and the tension between you two was palpable. Suddenly, he turned to you, his expression serious.

"I've been trying to reach Daisy, personally, out of the radio broadcasting for a week now, but I just can't seem to get in touch with her, fully, only inside the radio show calls." he said, fiddling with his pocket watch. He shook his head, looking down at the ground. "I don't know what to do anymore, i thought if i asked her out now that i had the chance, maybe she didn't like it.. I don't know anymore..."

"I understand how you feel, Alastor," you said softly, putting a hand on his shoulder. "It's a scary thing, asking someone out. And it's even scarier when you don't know if they'll reciprocate those feelings. But I know you're strong, Alastor. You'll get through this, no matter what happens. I'm sure Daisy has been quite busy nowadays, who knows, maybe next time, she'll call you personally"

"Thank you," Alastor said, smiling faintly. "I appreciate your words of encouragement. And you're right, I need to keep my head up, no matter what. Daisy is a strong person, and I know she'll do what she thinks is right, in her own time." He paused for a moment, staring out at the moonlight. "And besides, what kind of person would I be if I let my fear of rejection get the better of me?"

you smiled, resting your body next to his. alastor spoke. "why are you here anyways, my dear? it's awfully late for a lady to be out this late, especially in a park." his eyes turned to look at you with concern. "it's just uhh, i was taking a quick stroll, i noticed you by here so i decided to give some company.. was i, interrupting anything?" he shook his head as he chuckled. "i was just waiting for daisy, and.. it's been an hour since I'm here.. so i suppose she's not coming.." you look at him sadly. patting his back comfortably.

You take a seat next to Alastor and give him a comforting pat on the back.

"I do hope she comes either way" you lie easily. "but for now, why don't i keep you company.. The moonlight is so beautiful at night, and it's so peaceful here. It's nice to get away from the city sometimes."

You feel a twinge of guilt for keeping the truth from him, but you know you can't tell him about your connection to Daisy. Not yet, at least. Instead, you choose to change the subject.

As you sit next to Alastor, you can see the disappointment in his eyes as he continues to look out at the pond. You know he's still waiting for Daisy to show up, but you're not sure how much longer he'll keep waiting. You decide to try and distract him by changing the subject.

"So, what do you like to do for fun, Alastor?" you ask, trying to sound as casual as possible. You hope that by talking about something different, he'll eventually shift his focus away from Daisy and onto something else.

he turns to you, giving you a soft smile. "would you like me to show you?" he spoke, holding his hand out for you.

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Audrey Hepburn and William Holden photographed by Bob Willoughby on the set of Paris When It Sizzles (1964)

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.5

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / IV / V / VI

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Tw! Mention of Blood, Cuts, Gun and Violence! Interact at your own risk, darlings! anyways, short continuation chapter. Fic based on This! happy readings my darlings!

You stood, staring by the balcony, scratching your forehead softly, sighing to yourself as you wonder what you got yourself into. you stared up the sky, watching the clouds clump by, surrounding the moon as it shimmers down you.

You stood at the balcony, staring up at the moon as it graced the clear night sky. You felt a sense of calm wash over you, like everything was okay for the moment. A gentle breeze blew past you and you took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh, crisp night air.

'If there's a prize for rotten judgement

I guess I've already won that

No man is worth the aggravation

That's ancient history, been there, done that!'

But despite the serene environment around you, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of uncertainty.

You began to wonder if you actually had feelings for Alastor or if it was just a passing fancy. The thought of possibly being in love with someone so powerful and intimidating both thrilled and scared you.

'Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'

He's the Earth and heaven to you

Try to keep it hidden

Honey, we can see right through you

Girl, ya can't conceal it

We know how ya feel and

Who you're thinking of'

You let out a heavy sigh, feeling the weight of your own emotions bearing down on you. You wished you had someone to talk to about this, someone who could help you sort out your feelings. But who could you turn to? And what would they think of you if they knew how you felt?

'No chance, no way

I won't say it, no, no'

Despite these thoughts, you couldn't help but smile as you watched the moon glow brighter against the dark sky. It was a reminder of the beauty and mystery of the world, and it made you feel a sense of wonder and possibility.

'It's too cliche

I won't say I'm in love'

"damn it!" you bang your fist on the railings, "damn you.." you run your hand through your hair, sighing softly. "damn me.." you turned around, your back facing railings slowly breaking down, sitting on the cold tile. "damn you daisy.." chuckling, you leaned back, sighing.

As you sat on the cold tile, you felt a sense of melancholy wash over you. The thoughts of Alastor and your feelings for him kept creeping into your mind, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of loss and confusion. You rested your head against the cool stone of the balcony, letting out a deep sigh.

'I thought my heart had learned its lesson

It feels so good when you start out

My head is screaming get a grip, girl

Unless you're dying to cry your heart out

Oh'

Despite the pain, you couldn't help but feel a sense of peace. The cold tile felt soothing against your skin, and the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves of the trees below seemed to calm your racing thoughts.

'You keep on denying

Who you are and how you're feeling

Baby, we're not buying

Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling

Face it like a grown-up

When ya gonna own up

That ya got, got, got it bad'

You close your eyes and let out a long, deep breath, trying to clear your mind of all the noise. For a moment, you felt like everything was going to be okay. That you could figure this out and come out on the other side.

As you sat there, lost in your thoughts, you felt a sense of serenity wash over you. It was as if the world around you was slowly coming back into focus, and you felt a sense of hope and possibility for the first time in what felt like forever.

'No chance, now way

I won't say it, no, no'

you clutched your chest, slowly feeling flustered at the thought of him, his smile, his soft voice, his cute goddamn laugh. you curled into a ball, internally screaming at you picture him in every way.

'Give up, give in

Check the grin you're in love'

You sat there, lost in your thoughts, thinking about Alastor's smile, his soft voice, his cute laugh. You felt a sense of love and desire wash over you, and you clutched your chest, feeling your heart racing.

'This scene won't play,

I won't say I'm in love'

You thought about all the times you had spent together and how he had made you feel. You remembered the way he looked at you, how he had always made you feel loved and special. You thought about the times he had supported you and been there for you, how he made you laugh and feel alive. you shook your head, cupping your cheeks as you formed a small smile.

'You're doin flips read our lips

You're in love

You're way off base

I won't say it

Get off my case

I won't say it

Girl, don't be proud

It's O.K. you're in love'

You realized that you were in love with Alastor, and it felt like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders. You felt a sense of peace wash over you, and you smiled to yourself, feeling happy and content for the first time in a long time.

'Oh

At least out loud,

I won't say I'm in love'

you stood up looking into the light of the city, blushing immensely as you stared into the busy streets. scratching your forehead once again, you decided to sleep the feeling off, you headed for your room, laying down on the soft mattress as you fiddled your hair softly. you closed your eyes, drifting off to sleep.

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"Alastor, my guy, come on.. d-don't be like that. we can work it out some way" the man cowered, backing away as he dragged his cut arm from the cold concrete, blood trailing on the ground as he grit his teeth in pain, eyes staring up at alastor with fear.

"I've been patient enough, pal. I don't like it when someone-" he swung his knife, cutting through the man's leg as the guy writhed in pain. "provokes.. me.."

Alastor's expression darkened as he watched the man writhe in pain. He held the knife firmly in his hand, not even blinking as he looked down at the man, still backed against the wall. "Now you see," he said coldly, letting his words hang in the air as he tilted his head slightly to the side. "That's what happens to people like you."

"you are given the privilege of.. someone's goodness" he kicked the man face, keeping the same sinister smile on. "you take that kindness.." he gripped the man's hair, smashing it onto the wall. "and. you. abuse. IT" with every word, he slammed, watching the blood trickle down the man's forehead.

"alastor.. p-please i-i told you I'd pay.. give me some more time.. i-i promise.." the man stuttered, "you said that six months ago." alastor grits his teeth, pulling out a gun from his pocket. pointing at the guy's forehead.

"send my regards to the devil." he laughed. the bullet bursting through the man's skull, parts of his brain spewing out as the blood drains out from his head, his body going limp, parts of his fingers still moving yet his eyes were in an upward gaze. skin pale like flour.

Alastor remained sat back in his chair, the light from the candles casting his shadow over the blood-stained walls. He lit another cigarette, taking a deep drag, his eyes on the limp body lying on the ground. He took another drag, then tossed the cigarette onto the body, watching as it smoldered and died out.

His eyes closed as he let out a deep breath, his head lowering from the weight of the world around him. For a moment, it felt as though time itself had frozen in place, and he was the only living thing in that moment.

After a few more minutes, he opened his eyes, and with a heavy sigh, he stood from his chair, walking towards the body and kneeling down next to it. He looked at the gun in his hand, and with a slight shake of his head, he placed it on the table beside the candles, the shadows cast by the dancing flames illuminating his features.

He closed his eyes and held his hands over the body, his palms slightly angled towards the light. he hummed. His voice is soft, yet powerful, holding a strange and alluring quality to it, as though it was the voice of the universe itself..

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𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍 | c.4

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: I / II / III / IV / V / VI

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Short continuation chapter! Happy Readings!

You fell silent, your eyes focused onto his as he stared up at the stars, You couldn't help but smile at his response. You felt your heart beat a little faster at the image of yourself along his side.

You couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy towards yourself, and towards the fact that Alastor felt so strongly about her, yet considering daisy and you are one person.

"She sounds wonderful," you said, your voice soft and full of meaning, "I can't imagine how she makes you feel. You must really love her." You paused for a moment, wondering if your words were too forward. You didn't want to seem desperate or needy, but you couldn't help it..

Alastor looked at you, his eyes full of intensity. "I love her immensely, more than words can describe. She's my everything, my world." He took a step closer to you, his voice low. "And now.. I want to find out more about you.. Y/n, tell me about yourself." He leaned in closer.

You felt your heart flutter at his words, his voice full of a deep sort of longing. You leaned in a little, feeling his warm breath brushing against your face. You felt a tingle run through your body as he leaned closer.

You took a deep breath, feeling your head spinning from the alcohol and the proximity to him. "What.. what do you want to know?" you asked, feeling a sense of nervousness well up inside of you. You didn't really know what to say, you hadn't really thought this far ahead.

"anything you can offer me, if that's alright with you." his smile widened, you looked away for a moment. staring blankly at your feet.

"well, how about this.. I am Y/n, I'm not.. duchess or any kind of noble, no parents, no riches, and no woman of power at any sorts.. and all i could ever offer.. is an infinite amount of my love.."

You couldn't help but blush at his words. You never thought that someone would be able to express such deep feelings towards you, you had never felt so loved and cared for by someone before. It was a feeling that you couldn't really put into words, but it felt like a warm, cozy blanket wrapped around you.

"That's all I could ever ask for," you said, your voice soft and gentle, "an infinite amount of your love is all I need. I don't care about riches or power, I just want someone who cares about me and loves me for who I am."

Alastor smiled at you, his eyes looking deep into yours. "Then i hope someone will truly be that person for you, my dear..".

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The sound of a bell rang loudly from an old clock stuck at the hotel, Angel groaned at its ringing.

"ugh.. shit, I fucking hate that clock since it got here". Loralie chuckled at the sight, thinking to herself. "well.. i think it's neat" She muttered, chugging down the whiskey in her glass, setting it down to the side after.

"what about the story?! finish it!" Niffty grit her teeth in excitement, bouncing up and down on her chair leaving a happy sigh on Charlie's face. "well, what happened then? it ended just like that?" Charlie spoke, scratching her scalp gently. Loralie stared down at her glass for a moment.

"my memory's kind of foggy about it, it's been a long time since i told this story."

"That's okay, take your time," Charlie said, smiling warmly at Loralie. "I just love hearing you tell stories, they're always so fascinating."

As Niffty bounced anxiously on her chair, Charlie reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down.

"Don't worry, Niffty, Loralie will finish the story when she's ready." Niffty grumbled and crossed her arms, but didn't say anything more as she looked up at Loralie expectantly.

Loralie took a deep breath and looked down at her glass, trying to gather her thoughts. "Right, where did I leave off... oh yes.. shit, I'll just try and pick up what i can remember from here."

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You nodded, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort wash over you as he spoke. "I hope so too," you said quietly, feeling a sense of sadness wash over you. You knew that you weren't likely to find someone that would love you as much as Alastor loved Daisy.

"Do you really think there's someone out there for me?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. You felt your eyes start to well up with tears as you spoke.

"Of course," he said, taking your hand and gently caressing it. "There is always someone out there for everyone, you just have to keep looking." He leaned in close to you, his voice low and soft. "And until then, i could be of company with you, maybe guide you even.." Alastor whispered. "as for, i suppose I'll keep listening to daisy's call in the meantime. but I'll set my heart aside for her."

You nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over you as he spoke. It felt nice to know that Alastor would be there for you, even if it was just as a friend. You felt your heart aching at his words, wondering if you'd ever find someone who loved you as much as he loved Daisy.

"Thank you," you said softly, looking up at him. "That means a lot to me, Alastor. You've been so kind to me, and I appreciate it more than you know." You reached out and touched his hand, feeling the warmth of his skin. "And I'll always be here for you too, if you ever need a friend."

The silence continued, only broken off the sound of Loralie looking for you, you finally excused yourself, heading over towards her. "Loralie! Hold on, I'm here!" you called out, seeing you, she grabbed your hand. pulling you through the crowd.

"we're goin home. now." she sounded angry, you wondered. wanting to ask her, "what happened? Loralie, tell me." you reached out to her, yet she pulled you through the crowd instead, once the two of you got inside the car. she set her bag aside. groaning.

"Loralie.. what happened?" you asked as she whined. "ugh! there's this girl. absolutely sassy, ugh, i swear I'll knock that arrogance out of her" you let out small chuckle, patting her back. "I'll leave you to it then"

You watched as Loralie's mood shifted from anger to happiness in an instant. She was always able to turn around her emotions in seconds, and it was one of the things you admired most about her. You chuckled at her words, amused by her reaction.

"Oh, Loralie," you said, shaking your head playfully. "Don't let her get to you. She's not worth your time or energy."

Loralie sighed, letting out an exaggerated moan before turning to you. "I know, but it's just so frustrating, you know?"

You nodded, understanding her frustration. "I do. But sometimes, it's better to just let it go. Don't feed into her negativity, and she'll eventually stop."

Loralie seemed to consider your words for a moment before nodding in agreement. "You're right. Thanks for always being there for me, you're a real friend," she said with a small smile.

You smiled back, happy to have been able to help. "Of course, Loralie. That's what friends are for."

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