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Lucifer’s best friend totally calls the exorcists Adam’s groupies.

Short scenarios

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Lucifer, clearly panicking - "The extermination is about to start."

You, couldn't care less- "So, it's not like Adam's groupes are coming here."

Lucifer, pouting - "but it makes Charlie sad and I know it makes you sad to"

You and Lucifer cry together about it

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Charlie - Adam moved up the next extermination and we need to talk to heaven

Lucifer and you are stunned.

Lucifer - uhh I don't know Charlie

You - yeah Adam and his groupies have a lot of persuasion in heaven

Charlie - please Dad

Lucifer looks over and you. You shrug ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Lucifer - fine

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At the final battle you and Lucifer show up right on time.

Adam - how many of you losers do I have to fight

Lucifer - oh I'm the only one that matters. You mess with my daughter and now I'm going to Fuck You

You, whispers - *ken laugh* ahaha what his groupie try to do

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You were always seen by Alastor's side. Like literally from the day he joined the hotel he's never been seen alone.

It was like you were his sinner shadow Manifested. I can imagine the both of u locking arms while walking or if he's sitting on a couch at the hotel you'll lay your head on his lap

Charlie finds this adorable but Vaggie and the others find it kinda off putting. THE Radio Demon letting this kid hug him whenever without consequence is weird

Sir Pentious got knocked into the city just for taking a bit off his coat

If anyone comments on it they are getting a death stare

"Hey kid how come your so close wit' the deer?" Angel caught you on the one day you weren't by alastor.

You shrugged your shoulders. Husk sighed, he already told angel to leave it alone but be didn't listen.

"Ya know he's killed people for touching him right?"

You nodded, "so have I." You said proudly.

Angel left it at that and asked Husk for another drink. The both of you were a mystery but you weren't hurting anybody... In the hotel at least.

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A/n: sorry for the delay on requests but I saw this one and it reminded me of when I was spending time with my niece. She would not let me put her down, sit or sleep when I was with her. When I took a nap on the couch she slapped me awake saying that I looked dead. It was adorable but it broke me cause she's seen me very sick before.

I'd like to think that in the idea where Adam canceled the exterminations because he's uncomfortable/afraid of the idea that Lucifers literally coming after his ass after he said hes gonna fuck him that he had to report this to Sera. Imagine Sera is just stunned/shocked to see Adam bawling his eyes out saying Lucifer wants to fuck him and complete the eden set so he's not going down there anymore

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I feel like Sera would be so done with him. Seems like she only tolerates him because he is the first human.

Seeing Adam cry would definitely through her off but hey no more extermination so Charlie is happy only problem left is to stop a uprising in hell.

Alot of people asked the same thing so I decided to make one big one so as I used this as a reference

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Charlie called everyone into the living room for a team-building exercise.

"Before we begin, I wanna thank everyone for coming. Today we are going to talk about our feelings." Charlie happily sat as everyone sat on the floor in a circle. She was really excited because she got you and Alastor to participate. (Alastor was standing ain't no way he was sitting on the floor)

"For some of you, it seems like your life is still affecting your death. sooo, we will try and scratch the surface of that trauma with.... Dolls." She squealed as she pulled out a bunch of ragdolls from behind her.

"You don't have to use the dolls btw." Vaggie commented with Charlie whispering 'but it's encouraged' right after.

"Why don't you go first y/n." Alastor said with the same wicked grin he always had, "You had a lot to say yesterday."

"Oh fuck off." You flipped him off, "You of all people know my background. If you find it so interesting then you tell it."

"Don't be like that, It's your story to tell not mine." He grabbed a few dolls from Charlie and gave them to you but you didn't use them.

You sighed as you started your short story, "My dad was a drunk jerk with anger issues, my mom was also a drunk and Alastor's tailor. Alastor practically to me and my siblings in annnnd the rest is history."

"That's it?" Angel questioned as he leaned towards you, clearly wanted more details.

"That's it. plain and simple."

"So you see him as your father figure."

You didn't say anything as you looked down at the dolls.

"I don't like talking about this." You tried to say with a slightly hostile tone but your voice betrayed you as your throat started to swell.

"I-it's okay." Charlie placed a hand on your shoulder," Who wants to go next."

Angel volunteered and tried to lighten the mood with an erotic story of how he started..... doing what he was doing.

He successfully changed the subject and made every disguested with what he decided to share. In that moment you saw his progress. He came far and you wanted to thank him for it

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Later that night you were in your room midlesly scrolling on the phone Charlie gave you when there was a knock on your door.

You got up to open the door.

There stood Alastor with a surprisingly warm smile.

"Ya know when I met you, you were such a sad kid. You hardly ever made a sound, it scared me. A child like you didn't deserve a family that made you feel that way. I wanted to become your family." He paused for a moment to study your expression before continuing, "I know it's a bit selfish but I'm glad you called dad, my (child/son/daughter)."

You felt the years fall from your eyes but you didn't care as you hugged the man in front of you.

"Thanks, Dad."

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I just realized Cheri Bob was were Angel started before joining the hotel. 　

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So this is an ask...that doesn't have a reader but I wanted to ask this for comedic reasons. In the last episode the casts reaction to when Lucifer said he's gonna fuck him (Adam) instead of attacking Adam took his words seriously and has the exorcists retreat because he's scared Lucifers gonna come after his booty

I'm sorry this took long (I finally have some free time) to reply but this is hilarious 😭

Like just imagine if he stopped all future exterminations because Lucifer made Adam uncomfortable

Adam just up in heaven finding ways to entertain himself but he's scared from the thought that Lucifer first came for his wife's and now he's coming for him💀

I believe that Lucifer’s male best friend would still have a good relationship with Charlie after she left home so he likely knew about her fight with Katie Killjoy from the Pilot episode.

So I can see him doing this after that even.

Yeah ever since I wrote that I could imagine Lucifer's bestie keeping a close eye on Charlie.

Like he would run down to the hotel and hype Charlie up after seeing it💀

A/n Sorry it took so long to post this but MADI GRAS🎉

Hey

Made another drawing of the reader

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I LOVE THIS

This is filling my fantasies. This is amazing

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𝒃𝒆𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅— diluc x fem!reader. 2.1k. ao3

yours and diluc's love has captured the hearts of teyvat, thanks to the steambird and the kamera. in my head this takes place in another fic im working on so the reader only has one arm.

You marry in a simple gown of silk. There’s enough heft of the silk, as it spills around your arms and babbles down your body like a brook, spilling onto the floor, to show off its price. Your flowers drip from the bouquet in your hands– They drip, not droop. Cecilias and lilies, nothing more than an extension of your beauty. 

Your ladyship, the official bits of it, are donned with a strong kiss. One where Diluc has his hand on your lower back and the other on the side of your face– the side that isn’t being photographed. 

Three photos come from the wedding: One of you walking down the aisle: cobblestones lining outside the winery. Lined by simple flowers, a small party gathered to witness. Two, of the kiss. Swooped, leg slightly lifted, completely and contently at Diluc’s mercy. Three, of your head tossed back in laughter and Diluc’s warm gaze trained intently on you, a fond expression on his face. 

It’s later that month when Mona presents you with the newspaper. She had, after all, advised you on when the perfect day to get married would be. All for a hefty price, of course. But if luck couldn’t be bought, you could certainly try. The front page, however, is something like a gossip magazine. MARRIED FOR THE STARS. Step into the whimsical wedding of the century. 

And it’s those three photos. You hide your face behind the newspaper. 

“You know, you should be pleased. People pay thousands of mora for a chance to be right there,” Mona titters, crossing her arms. “You could at least act grateful.” 

“Oh, Mona… We didn’t need a cover page. We didn’t even need it to be broadcasted!” You protest, though there’s a girlish fluttering in your chest. 

“It’s not like anyone else of such caliber is getting married,” Mona huffs. “You should be honored!” 

Diluc is beet red when he sees the cover page. He hides himself behind his hands, fingers hiding under his fringe. “This is mortifying,” He bemoans. 

“I say Donna crying,” Kaeya says, with a shit eating grin and he looks over the front page, turning to page three for the full article. “Just absolutely inconsolable.” 

“Poor thing,” You hum, sufficiently less embarrassed since Diluc seemed to be embarrassed plenty for the both of you. “Maybe we should get it framed.” 

“Hang it up in Angel’s Share,” Kaeya agrees. “Right next to the collection of best wine awards. What do you think, Diluc?” 

“I don’t think it needs to be hung up,” Diluc says, muffled by his hands. 

“I’m going to hang it up,” Kaeya says. “I’ll get a fresh copy from Mona, so you can hold onto this one. Has Adelinde seen it yet?” 

“Yes,” Diluc says, still muffled. 

“I think everyone’s seen it,” You chime in, grinning as you reach over to tuck a strand of Diluc’s hair behind his ear. His face is certainly warm. 

It’s to no surprise that the weddings that follow for the next few years are inspired by the nation of love. That there’s thousands of attempts to grab the same photos, but none of them have the same candidness to that first kiss you shared with Diluc as husband and wife. None of the dresses have the same water-like texture, none of the flowers are fresh in the same way. 

It could be said for money. But the wind was a perfect whisper, rippling through your gown and your hair, keeping Diluc’s hair out of his face. Rumor was that the Anemo Archon favored the Ragnvindr’s love so greatly he made a personal appearance. 

When you’re invited to Fontaine– When Diluc is invited to Fontaine for a wine festival, he grumbles about it. About the journey, about how he has to leave home for months on end. Even though you’re coming with him, he still grumbles. He’s fond of his manor, he’s fond of the way that you’ve bled into every aspect of it. Brightening it with light colors and gauzy curtains, fresh-scented candles. 

He grumbles less, because you’re so excited to go. You’ve listened to your tailor speak for hours about how beautiful the land of water is, about how the art is so rich and the food richer. You’ve listened to nearly every ballet and every opera on the gramophone. And your tailor has treated you so well, to fashions typical and atypical of the nation. 

(His business had boomed too, after the wedding dress. However, he saved his best work for the Ragnvindrs. He’d be lying if he wasn’t hoping to make another splash in his hometown.) 

Fontaine treats the Ragnvindrs kindly. They have first class tours, with nearly everything included. A villa instead of a hotel room. Nightly escapades to the finest shows Fontaine has to offer. For your first journey to the Opera, you’re buzzing with excitement. 

The gown that’s been made for you in warm blue, with shimmers and hugs your figure. It’s a far cry from the simple dresses you wear back home: modest and breathable. With this one, you wrap a shawl around your shoulders and stand in front of the mirror, doing last minute adjustments. 

Diluc is too filled with energy to sit still for so long, focused on just one thing. He hides it well, and age has slowed him down considerably from when he was nothing but a young firecracker. He’s just gotten better at hiding it. At least, he’ll do it for you. He comes up behind you, resting a hand on your hip. The accents on his suit complement your dress, his hair pulled back in a bow of the same fabric. 

He leans forward to press a kiss to the top of your shoulder, hand sliding to rest securely over your stomach. His other trails down your arm to hold your hand, gently adjusting your engagement ring, which glints in the lamplight. 

“Do everything with this hand,” Diluc says, hunched over so his cheek can rest on your shoulder, facing towards your neck. Here, he has perfect access to the scent of your perfume. 

“I don’t think anyone is mistaking me as single,” You reply. Not when the lovable oaf of your husband is draped over you. Not when he stands so close to you the two of you might as well wear the same concoction of perfume and cologne. 

Diluc hums and straightens up. 

“Well. Let me escort you, my lady,” Diluc says, giving a slight bow. 

You respond with a beaming smile and a small curtsey. 

Diluc captures your lips in a kiss, pulling away with furrowed brows. 

“What’s wrong?” You ask. 

“You’re just too beautiful,” Diluc replies. 

This time, the newspaper comes much faster. You’re on page three, under a fashion column. MONDSTAT’S PRINCE CHARMING AND CINDERELLA. The article speaks of how such patrons of the arts were so much more patrons of each other, madly in love by gaze alone. 

You’re whisked away to the gala: the actual event you’ve come for. The finest gown is for that night: off the shoulder with large sleeves, tailored and glittering, beaded details accentuated by the diamonds around your neck. There’s a frown on Diluc’s face as he gets ready, does up his buttons and does up his tie. 

When prompted on what soured his mood, he simply replies: “I don’t want to socialize.” 

You laugh, tinkling bells through the room. 

“What?” Diluc asks. “They like you so much more than they like me.” 

“Oh, but you’re the one they want to talk to,” You say, coming over to him. You smooth your hand over his lapel. “I think they just like looking at me.” 

“They should talk to you instead,” Diluc replies. “You’re so much more interesting than I am.” 

“And share me with the world?” You tilt your head. 

“Oh, good point.” Diluc slides his hand back around your waist. The dress truly is something to marvel. Such a marriage of Fontaine’s couture and Mondstadt's simplicity. Diluc’s gaze can’t leave your waist, can’t leave your chest. “Good point.” 

The Steambird gets a quip from you that night, a bright eyed, pink haired girl with a camera approaches you and Diluc, begging for a photo. She has many questions, and expresses such to you, but will only ask you for one. And to forgive her because it’s not wine related. (“Good,” Diluc had said, mostly to himself and you, “I’ve spoken enough about wine.” Charlotte had beamed at that.) 

“Everyone’s been calling you Teyvat’s true fairytale,” She says, recording device poised. “Do you have any advice for those of us trying to find our own fairytale?” 

You laugh, and look up at Diluc, placing a hand on his chest. In turn, his hand sits dutifully at your lower back. He looks down at you, a fond expression on his face. 

“I don’t think there’s a script to it,” You say, tearing your gaze away from Diluc. “I think it just happens.” 

“You can’t be looking for it,” Diluc adds on, his gaze never leaving you. 

RECIPE FOR A FAIRYTALE

A Mondstadt love story is not unheard of. If anything, it has permeated our childhoods, with so many famous tales coming from the land of romance. Growing up, these tales of princes and princesses, who find true love after a fearsome trial of strength, bravery and wit seem so out of reach, as if they linger as stories painted in constellations. Gorgeous to gaze at, charming to consume, delightful to dream about. 

There must be something in the Mondstadt air, whether it be the scent of windwheel asters or the Anemo Archon’s own blessing, given that Teyvat’s own fairytale hails from the tranquil nation. That Ragnvindrs won the hearts of Teyvat when they got married. Sources at the time revealed photos of the event, two lovers intertwined in their own world, speckled by the sunlight filtering through the translucent clouds in the sky. Their vows promised a lifetime of never-ending love, and their kiss was sealed with a warm brush of wind. 

Their love has not run dry. Tonight, at the Festin de Boire, Diluc Ragnvindr and his lady, Ophelia, continue their tour of Fontaine. Dressed by Fontaine’s own Herbert Agustin, the two are fit for on-stage royalty. Diluc’s suit is finely tailored, a warm, dark brown that highlights his cabernet eyes and acts as logs on a hearth for his flaming mane. Tonight, it’s tamed by a ribbon the same shade as his wife’s gown. A stunning, off the shoulder champagne piece with sleeves that billow out and come together around the wrist, embroidered by pearls. Tonally, it matches the bubbling drinks in their hands. It would be remiss to not discuss the stunning set of diamonds that sprawled across her collarbone in long droplets. 

The banquet attendees are just as smitten with the Ragnvindrs as I am. Witnessing the attentiveness of Diluc and the grace of Ophelia, it’s hard to not raise my own crumbling standards when it comes to a partner. Not once did I see his hand leave her waist, lower back or cheek for longer than a few breaths. 

When I spoke with them for a brief moment, it was like gazing into a snowglobe, where a prince and princess stand, eternally in love. Accentuated by the quartet playing, the two of them struggled to pull their gazes away from each other. Truth be told, the two looked so stunning up close, I struggled to pull my own gaze away. 

I asked our lovers the question on all of our minds, one that circulates my own to no end. Do they have any advice on how we can find our own fairytale? 

Ophelia rested her hand on his broad chest, a smile on her face. Diluc’s hand curved around her waist, resting on the bottom of her bodice before the dress expanded into its fullness. It is easy to imagine them back at their winery, standing in their garden in the same position. The same love painted on their faces, only with crystal flies circling about them instead of servers carrying plates of hor d'oeuvres and glasses of wines. 

“I don’t think there’s a script to it,” Ophelia told me, though her words floated up in the direction of her husband. She further confirmed: “I think it just happens.” 

Diluc, who had told me he was glad for the opportunity to discuss matters other than wine (and, if I must make my own conclusions, was euphoric to discuss his wife), added the big secret: “You can’t be looking for it.” 

To think that such a cherished romance simply fell into their laps is almost astonishing. To see such a fairytale, to learn that it came without slaying any dragons, that it fell like an autumn leaf or a ripe bulle fruit… It is the thing of dreams. And perhaps a reminder that the best things in life come to us when we aren’t looking. 

Hii is it alright if you do headcanons on what Alastor would be like as a father with the reader as his teen daughter?^^

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bro idk why but I imagine Alastor having a moody child (most fics I've written with him are projecting this)

like you hardly ever smile

he tolerates your attitude because he cares for you like his own child but if he ever asks you to do something you better do it

I feel like Alastor would own your soul but just for power

he wouldn't hold it over your head like he does husk

He doesn't mind you hugging him

If you aren't his actual child then you'd had to have known him for a long time to get this close

mostly likely while he was still alive

He makes mental notes of your likes and dislikes

any time your feeling down he will notice and try to make you feel better by either talking or giving small gifts

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Hi! I love your writing and I have a whole PLOT IN MY HEAD. So basically, Adam's daughter has a fight with him about exterminations. The same night, she sneaks down to hell and stays with some other demons she meets, and up in heaven all chaos broke loss cause a pre-teej was lost, and where could she have gone?! She's not on earth, or heaven- and than Adam realizes, and can you make headcannons of this please?

Make sure to take care of yourself!

hello, thank you so much❤️I will take care of myself if you do as well.

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Adam and Lute had just gotten back from an extermination to see you glaring at them.

"Aw is someone mad at dear old dad." He said in a baby voice before sighing, "The fuck do you want from me."

"Uh not kill them."

"Uh can't do that."

Lute excused herself, she heard this argument to see where it was going.

"And why not."

"You know the reason."

"B-bu-"

"B-b-but nothing. You're not dumb don't fucking act like it."

By this point he was in your face with a frown that quickly grew into a smile.

"But cheer up. Those sorry shitbags get another 6 months and you get to spend time with earth's and heaven first dick master."

Ignoring the fact that he's calling himself a dickmaster he said that there was 6 months until the next extermination.

"6 months? why 6 months?"

"I'm tired... Goodnight." He avoided your question and scaddled to his room.

"YOU CAN'T GET TIRED IN HEAVEN ASSHOLE!" You shouted as you heard his door slam.

You didn't go to sleep that night, you couldn't. You wanted to see what makes hell hell.

You left everything and made a small portal to hell

the first thing that you noticed was the smell

it was RANCID, like you could barely breath and first

Next was the colors, most to everything is red or gray it took some getting used to

Lastyly was the people, it was the completely opposite of heaven (which you expected) but at least the cannibals were nice

It took you like 2 weeks to get settled and when you were Adam was going crazy looking for you

He made it everybody's business too

It took his dumb ass 3 months to figure out you were in hell

he went down there immediately to look for you

He practically dragged you back upstairs.

"The FUCK is your problem?"

"It took you nearly 4 months to find me and before you say anything else... hell is a really shitty place and the people are even shittier," You muttered but he heard every word and wide the widest grin. " But i still don't see the need for exterminations."

"I fucking told your bitch ass but no you wanted to come down here and prove my point. hell is shitty and sinners deserve nothing. The only thing good down there is the porn."

he definitely has selective hearing.

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Omg I just thought about combining my Alastor teen reader with Adam's teen reader and making them meet but idk how I would write it out.

Hey! Well, actually, I really like the set of stories about Teen!Reader and Alostor where the reader is classified as an assistant, I would like a story that shows how they met and how they get to the point where they consider him an assistant and their confidence to say him dad? Thank you, I'm sorry if the request was very long. (Writing this I remembered the fight Alastor and Lucifer had over Charlie about who she calls Dad, I felt it would still be a good scenario for indignation)

An: I had a storyboard for this exact thing but its messy and if you don't know me you probably wouldn't understand how my mind works but basically i have ocs for this

This took a bit longer because it happens before Alastor and reader dies plus I gave reader a family so...... some basic info

Y/n was born into a family that was picture perfect on the outside

father was a factory worker Mother was a dressmaker

Doll House by Melanie Martinez fits them perfectly

Y/n was the middle child of 5

When Y/n was born the eldest (Atticus boy) was 10, Second eldest 6 (Alma girl), Middle child (y/n)

when y/n turned 4 their parents had twins (Giles boy, Gideon boy)

This is a glimpse into my mind. It might not make sense.

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-1920-

Y/n is 10.

Your parents were perfectionists, especially when it came to the public eye. The L/n family was always the center of attention in your little town, deep in Louisiana.

You and your siblings were constantly dressed in Sunday's best.

"Kids make yourselves look presentable. A client is coming soon." Your mother called out from her 'workspace'. kids aren't allowed in there.

"Can't we just stay in our rooms." Atticus complained from his spot on the couch.

"Get. Dressed."

Atticus groaned as he got up to go to his room. On his way, he knocked on your door before opening it.

"You're supposed to wait for a response, Jackass."

"Next time you curse at me I'm poppin' you." He threatened but you knew he wouldn't do anything, "Mom said get dressed, tell Alma."

He closed the door before you could complain. You heard the shuffling of his feet as he ran to his room.

His room was at the end of the hall. the hall was short with 2 doors on each side. Alma was across from you and the twins were next to her.

Right across from your room is Alma's. She's going into her preteen years and started to spend more time in her room. Your mother says she's adjusting to becoming a woman and needs her time alone. She's also becoming very snappy.

You slowly opened your door to stare at hers. You slowly walk into the hallway and up to her door. You knock three time and wait for a responce. She didn't open the door.

"I heard Atticus." Her voice was horse and strained but you believed what your mother told you.

That was all you needed to get yourself ready.

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Your mother made all (except for Alma) of you sit in the living room and wait for the client.

*knock knock knock*

"He's here. You better behave." She says before opening the door with a smile only guests see, "Alastor, It's so good to see you again."

"Good to see you to, my dear and my my look at the children. They all seem to be in good health." He greeted all of you with a smile.

"Hello sir." Atticus spoke for all of you.

"You seem to be missing one." Alastor commented, making your mother chuckle.

"She's been feeling under the weather as of late, come along I need to take your measurements. Atticus, Y/n prepare some tea." She ordered.

Alastor and your mother went to her workspace and she shut the door.

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That night went smoothly until your father got home. He didn't like the fact that your mother was in her workspace with a man and the door closed, even if he was a client.

It caused fighting -well more than there normally is anyway- between your mother and father. It's always been easy to make your father mad.

It got worse when Alastor took notice of it he came by more often with the excuse of having gifts for you and your siblings.

He gave you a radio to listen to him when he went on air. Atticus was offered a job at the radio station. Alma got a set of jewelry.

This angered your father more and instead of taking it out on Alastor or your mother he took it out on you and your siblings. Atticus tried to protect all of you.

One day your father and Atticus got into a really bad fight and your brother was shot. He didn't make it.

It was around the same time when a horrid smell started coming from Alma's room. Your parents said she caught a fever and no one noticed but you didn't believe them anymore.

From then on you started distancing yourself from your family and growing closer to Alastor.

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When you got older (16) you started working with alastor at the radio station. He taught you how to live life without worry.

He treats you like your a person and not just your parent's child.

Your parents treated you like a decoration. Alastor treated you like a child he didn't know he wanted.

You found out he was a murder by accident. You forgot someone at the station late at night and went back to get it to see blood spattered in the talking booth.

At first you thought it was Alastors so you took a gun that the station had in case of emergencies and followed the trail.

Opening the back door you saw Alastor dragging the body. The two of you made eye contact. Your body moved without hesitation and helped him hide the body.

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Sadly, there are times a birth parent is a dud.

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This is long and not what I usually write but it's been stuck in my head for a while.

A/n: I've decided to cut the twins and make y/n the youngest. I had something for them originally but it's better for just Alma, Atticus and Y/n

Art by @ghostly-one

Vox x reader vox x reader vox x reader vox x reader vox x reader

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!

I need him! I don't care what it's about, so long as it ends up being fluffy in the end, I just NEED HIM!!!

vox x reader fluff

I just can't imagine Vox in a health relationship

Sorry for the wait

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You make him flustered daily

Watching his glitch is funny

You don't even have to try

Say you died from like electricity shock or something

You can use/control electricity in hell

You give him zaps on his monitor as a sign of affection and vise versa

Everyday he complains about Val or Alastor doing literally anything

You and the Vees were gathered around a tv watching the fight at hazbin hotel.

"YES! Fuck you Alastor, A Hahahahaha. THIS IS BETTER THAN SEX."

You ignored his commentary up until this point.

You scoffed and cuddled up to Velvette (which she surprisingly accepted)

You ignored his antics for the rest of the battle. Even when it left the Vees so happy.

*later that night*

You were laying in bed waiting for Vox.

"Hey baby." Vox sauntered up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. Upon contact you zapped him.

"Um ow, why'd you do that?" He glitched as he talked. You couldn't tell if he was mad or flustered.

"Teasing you is way better than sex." You chuckled as you got comfortable without his touch.

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Well goodnight then."

"Goodnight Vox."

You woke up in his arms the next morning.

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I also wrote Hazbin wrong!! 😭😭

Hi! Feel free to reject but can I get Lucifer having a male (or female if you feel more comfortable writing that) best friend that everyone pretty much assumes they are together? Like JD and Turk friendship from Scrubs.

Example in this video: https://youtu.be/lgeoL_QV3y0?si=aupEDU2dD98aBklr

Lucifer x male best friend reader

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Lucifer is obviously JD in this situation

You used to be an angel untill Lucifer fell

U threw your halo off and fell through the clouds so he wouldn't be alone (even though he was there with lilth)

In hell you took on the roll of his assistant/advisor

You even lived with him and lilith

You like his other half

He cannot function with you and vise versa

Lilith couldn't believe that as straight as the two of you are completely gay for each other

When Charlie was born it was like she had 2 dads

"Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N!" Lucifer came storming into your room, practically jumping out of his skin.

"WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT!" You matched his energy.

"CHARLIE INVITED ME TO THE HOTEL!" He squealed like a school girl.

"OH MY GOD! when?"

"In an hour.... We gotta get ready."

Que Lucifer and you rushing to look presentable (even though you already do)

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From the moment you two arrived at the hotel a certain spider demon took notice of your peculiar relationship.

You sat yourself at the bar along with mimzie.

"Soo you and the short guy fuckin'." Angel bluntly stated.

"Oh no no no. I'm straight. He's straight. But he's 100℅ mine." You explained.

"Oh like a bromance shorta thing, that's cute." Mimzie said while sipping on her drink.

"How long you two been together." Angel insist on considering you a couple.

"From the start."

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Can I get a follow up on the Adams child ask? Where he takes the little Rockstar for the final battle at the hotel, but when Adam gets killed the kid promises to the cast that theyll be the next exorcist leader when they grow up, they'll learn from their mistakes so it won't happen again and that theyll have their revenge...only its hard to take serious since it's a kid

Let's say reader is around 10

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You watched from the sky as you dad got punched to the ground by Lucifer and his daughter.

At first you thought it was something he could recover from, which he did, until you saw a small figure running toward him.

"DAD LOOK OUT!" You warned as you flew down to stop niffty from repeatedly stabbing him.

Lute got to him first and with your help, flipped him over so you could see his face.

You watched in horror and disbelief as he smiled and the light left his eyes.

"Sir... Sir...stay with me, sir... ADAM." Lute cried, but your throat felt to tight to even breathe.

"Take your little friends and GO HOME. please." Lucifer demanded.

Lute grabbed Adams halo and called for the exorcists to retreat, as she stood up she grabbed you hand but you yanked it away.

"NO!" You cried, "

"Y/n we lost Adam is d-"

"SO? WE FUCKING EXORCISTS WHAT GIVES SINNERS THE RIGHT TO KILL US. THEY HAD THEIR CHANCE TO LIVE JUSTLY, WE'RE KEEPING THE BALANCE!"

"Fight about it when your older, short stack. Your to young to be involved with war." Lucifer tried to calm you down but it only made it worse.

"Oh fuck you. Your the reason this is happening in the first place."

"That enough y/n." Lute threw you over her shoulder and started to fly through the portal.

"Mark my words, Charlie. I'll finish what my dad started."

As everyone in hell celebrated their victory you sat alone in your room.... Plotting.

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hello I have a request for you!! Hazbin hotel edition

Okay okay so Lucifer x Gn reader but reader was like le murete from the book of life?? And they are also taller then Lucifer!!

(I LOVE THAT MOVIE JUST BECAUSE OF MARIA AND LE MURETE!! and I also thought of Lucifer having a xibalba and le murete relationship!!)

I love book of life have u watched Maya and the three it's made by the same people with the same voice actors its amazing.

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Lucifer had just gotten back from the hotel looking more depressed than ever. You didn't get a chance to greet him because he went to your shared room to shove his face into his pillow.

You followed him in worry.

"What's wrong, my love." You say gently and sit on the end he of the bed while rubbing his back.

He signed deeply before raising his head to face you, "Charlie wants a meeting with the head angels and I... Let her." He refused to look you in the eye.

The both of you had many conversations about the hotel, although you disagreed with his say of thinking it never ended in a fight.

"They won't listen to her. They wouldn't even listen to me. I mean I know how she feels, I've been there but she only sees the good. I- I don't want her to go through what I went through." He ranted.

"I think she can do it. She's not you after all." You said meaning it as a compliment but came out wrong.

"Hey your not helping."

You chuckled.

"I mean she's born in hell and yet she still cares about them. Even if the meeting downs t go well she's not gonna give up. They make a bet. I say she's gonna succeed." You reach out your hand waiting for him to shake it.

"I'm not saying she's gonna fail, I'm saying she's gonna end up like me."

"And what's wrong with you?"

"Uhhhh a lot.... Fine." He shook your hand.

"No get up. I made dinner." You pull him off the bed and interlock your fingers.

He raises your now interlocked hands and kisses yours.

"Your the best, y/n."

"I know." You chuckle.

"Thanks for sticking by me. I love you." He looks up at you with a lovesick gaze.

You lean down to kiss his lips.

"I love you too."

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Could you write something with Alastor and a newbie sinner that is somewhat like the song "Smile like you mean it" but the reader feels done about after the second line and is jzst actively trying to loose Alastor for the rest of the "performance"? And not being lucky with they join in to the "show" only to say "Nah... I'll pass, thanks." at the end.

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"- and that in the end of the tour. WELCOME TO THE HAZBIN HOTEL!" Charlie said enthuziastically as she pulled you into a hug.

"Charlie who are they and where did they come from?" Vaggie asked as she helped you out of charlie's grasp.

"They fell on me like 5 minutes ago. They're fresh in hell and what better of a welcome then this."

"Charlie I don't think you should just take random people just because they are new." Vaggie countered.

"Aw but Vaggie they looked so lost and they said they wanted to make it up to me because they fell on me, So I offered a tour of the hotel."

"Um sorry to interrupt but I think I'm gonna go, I just don't think this place is for me sooooo." You started to walk towards the door when your shoulder was grabbed.

"Don't be shy. Everyone is welcome here." A radio voice sounded in your ear.

He looked anything but friendly and welcoming but everyone else did.

"Relax no ones gonna hurt you hear, may be a song will help." He said before clearing his voice.

You groaned.

This way, good man, we've a deal to make!

He led you further into the hotel ignoring your sour expression

I assure this is a good thing for both our sakes-

You stopped him there, "excuse me but I have no idea what's v going on and you're just confusing me. I don't want to be apart of whatever this is. I want to be left alone. I died like an hour ago man." You explained as you walked out the door leaving everyone stunned.

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Would I be able to ask for [platonic] Adam x reader, with reader being his child. [Bio or adopted]

And if possible some reactions to others finding out the connection?

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This man can't keep a secret for shit

He talks about the things he likes and even if he tried to keep it a secret he would slip up eventually

but when you came into the picture, you were always around him

it was rumored that you were him and lutes love child

soon the rumor got to Sera who tried to shut it down but it was out of her control

But then she heard that Adam took you to hell for an extermination

"Adam." Sera said sternly.

"Whaaaat, they're fine, See." Adam picked you up like he was presenting you to Sera, "Tell her what you learned, lil bud."

"Sinners are bad and don't deserve redemption." The both of you had a stupidly wide on grin your faces that could only make the Seraphin sigh.

"That's not the point, Adam. They're just a child, they shouldn't have to see that." She was so clearly disappointed as she took you from him and checked over him yourself.

"Papa says that bitches and whores live down there." You say with the widest smile. Sera looks at Adam in disgust.

"What? Am I wrong?"

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I mean… do I even gotta explain why?

i forgot i wrote this but i love it

can I request a Uzui tsuguko reader seeing Uzui like a love/hate brotherly figure? And how Uzui would deal with the 25 years age limit after they take their place as a hashira and awake a mark??

sorry my english sucks 🤡

Sorry posts are taking so long a family member is very sick. I was so close to crying while writing this.

Demon slayer masterlist

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"Hey, your forms wrong... again. " Tengen commented as he sat on the engawa eating sweet potatoes that Rengoku brought over for you.

key words: For You.

"Show me then instead of being an asshole and watching. Your supposed to be teaching me aren't you?" You sassed back, dropping your sword to take a break. Looking over to him you take notice of what he's eating.

"HEY THOSE ARE MINE." You took off in a sprint to get to him.

Tengen ran into the house with you hot on his tail.

Makio stopped the both of you and scolded you like children and when she was done she made you both face the wall and sitting in the corner.

This happened often before tengen retired and you took his place.

The first mission you went on you encountered and lower moon and gained your mark. (let's say muzan didn't kill them after Rui died)

Tengen was devastated, he practically forced you to retire

So we're Hina, Suma and Makio

You were 20

They made sure your last 5 years were the best of your life

When you turned 24 Suma cried a lot, Makio fussed less and Hina... Was Hina

Tengen talked to you for as long as he could everyday

The wanted you to know that you were loved up until you final moments

The day on your 25th birthday you woke up to the 4 of them surrounding you, each with smiles on their faces.

"Happy birthday" they said in unison.

'Ok not creepy at all' you thought to yourself as you try and sit up but your body felt heavier than usual. Must be the effects of the mark.

Makio and Suma are closest to you and held you up.

"Thank you. So what's on today's agenda?"

"Nothing much seems like your not up to it anyway." Tengen could hear the way your bones ached as you moved.

The day moved by quickly, too quickly for Tengens liking.

You ate, you laughed, you cried and now it was time to go to sleep.

Walking to your room you knew you were walking to your death bed. It felt weird but with the Uzui family behind you it felt comforting.

They tuck you in to bed and just as you were about to say goodnight Suma jumped on you.

"I-i don't want you to go to sleep Y/n. Stay awake please." She pleaded into your chest.

Makio was second. She couldn't even say anything, she was crying to hard.

Hina and Tengen tried to stand firm but broke at the sight of you crying and hugging them as well.

They couldn't bare to say goodbye that night and instead got their futons to sleep in the same room.

Tengen heard your heart stop.

Alt End

The say if your 25th birthday Tengen noticed you weren't up for breakfast and went to check on you.

*knock knock*

"Y/n.... You up?" He opened the door to see you peacefully sleeping on your side with 4 notes in your hand close to your face, each dressed to the members of the house.

Tengen slowly walked to your bedside and placed a hand on your head. You were cold.

"Y/n" Tengen called in disbelief. "I thought we had 1 more day" He said barely above a whisper.

He stood there until his wife's called for him.

It's a bad a for rain.

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Hiii, can you please write another fic about a teenage reader (16-18) and anybody from hazbin hotel. It can be about anything

HEloooo

Alastor x teen reader platonic

Headcannon by @ghostly-one: "During Alastor's absence, Reader went to the overlord meetings in his place"

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*knock knock knock*

You heard as you groaned and pushed your head up from your pillow.

"It's me, Y/n." You could hear the radio static through your door, "I have an errand to run and would like for you to join me."

"I'll be down in a minute." You replied as you started to get up.

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"Oh, boy whats the plan, boss?"

"I like your suits."

"What are the antlers for?"

"Can I touch your ~staff thing~?"

"Are those your ears? or is it your hair? I can't tell."

The egg boiz were annoying the fuck outta you and Alastor. If you knew they would've tagged along, you wouldn't have come even if you were going to an overlord meeting.

"Hark Alastor, Y/n. How fare thee this day." Zestial appeared from nowhere in front of the both of you.

"Good evening Zestial, It's nice to see you again." You greeted with a smile as Alastor quickly threatened the eggs.

"Greetings Zestial." Alastor said as the sinners around you three started to take notice and run.

"Ah, the weather doth become this fine day."

"Indeed. Looks like we might have some acid rain this afternoon."

"If our luck doth hold! I do revel in the screams. How art thou? It has been an age since thou hath graced us with thy presence. Y/n hast been in thy lodging since thee've been gone." Zestial looked to you with a pleased expression as he patted your shoulder before continuing his conversation with Alastor.

"Some hath spun wild tales of you falling into... Holy arms."

"Hahaha Oh, I just took a well-earned sabbatical. Nothing serious. Though it's fun to keep everyone of their toes."

"There too hath been rumour of thy involvement with the princess and her recent flight of fancy. TELL ME, how does thou fall in such folly." Zestial would've creeped you out if you weren't used to his (and Alastor's) over-the-top and old-timey ways.

"That is more me to know. But please do guess. I'd love to know the theories."

"T'would be grander folly by far to assume the workings of your mind, Alastor. Thou hath been naught but an enigma since thy manifested in this realm."

"Coming from someone as ancient as you, I take that as quite the compliment."

The three of you made it the the building where the meeting would be taking place as you and Zestial stepped into the elevator you waiting for Alastor to tell the eggs to wait for him before pressing the button.

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You sat in between Alastor and one of Carmilla's daughters.

"Welcome, Hell sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of out city. Together you own millions of souls. Souls at risk with the new extermination schedule. We need to discuss what can be done to minimize the impact to our interest." Carmilla said matter-of-factly. "Zestial, so good to see you, my friend."

"Enchanted as always Carmilla." He said as he sipped his tea.

Carmilla was about to look around the room when she spotted Alastor. The face that she made nearly made you laugh.

"Alastor?"

"Yes, I know I've been absent some time. I'm sure you've all been wondering." Alastor spoke like he'd been waiting 7 years just to say that.

"Not really. But welcome back in any case." She dismissed him. You could hear the static abruptly stop and had to bite your lip so you wouldn't laugh.

Once the meeting started you zoned out staring at the wall. To be honest you didn't really care about the meetings you were only there to show your face and now that Alastor is back it gave you less of a reason to care, but interesting things did happen quite often.

Like Velvette wanting a war with the exterminators.

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Zestial translation: It would be much more foolish to think that I understand how your mind works, Alastor. You have always been a mystery to me ever since you came into this world. (just thought it would be nice to add this.)

@ghostly-one

This is choppy and rushed but parade season is starting soon and I have a lot of performances before then too.

Yes please

Art of teen reader

Just what I headcannon them to look like

OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS

Brooo thank youu

Can I use this as like a base when I write, can I also post this on teen reader (tagged of course)

Art of teen reader

Just what I headcannon them to look like

OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS

Brooo thank youu

Can I use this as like a base when I write, can I also post this on teen reader (tagged of course)

Alastor x teen reader (platonic)

@ghostly-one

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Today was one of 'those days'. You woke up feeling better than ever so you decided to enjoy the day and take a little walk outside.

From the moment you stepped onto a sidewalk you were catcalled by some gross-looking thing that you didn't even want to describe. As you continued to walk just trying to enjoy your day when You spotted Mimzy.

You tried to walk away without being noticed but she saw you.

"Oh Y/n dear it's been so long. How have you been? How's Al, he's being. a. little. bitch." She said in a baby voice as she fussed over you.

"I'm good, He's good. I have to go." You talked fast as you backed away from her but she pulled you down into her chest.

"Oh not you trying to avoid me too. I still remember when you were a tot, all small.... living and breathing." She pinched your cheeks.

"That was back when I was alive, Mimzy." You deadpanned.

"Oh, I know darlin' but I still remember it. Come Come, I can only imagine that you don't know your way around seeing as you're always inside."

With that comment you were offically done with her. You rarely use your powers but you did to get away from her.

You hated when anyone mentioned how much time you spend in your room. You like your time alone and find nothing wrong with it.

You poofed away in a puff of smoke into an alleyway. You caught your breath while facing a side wall.

"Down to bone." some Random said as he grabbed your arm and tried to pin you against the wall. You broke his arm causing him to scream in pain.

"Don't touch me. Don't talk to me. Go." You succesfully scared him into running away but once he made it to the edge of the alley he bumped into someone. That someone killed him in an instant.

"Is that Alastor's little assistant?" The sound of a TV voice came from the sidewalk.

"You gotta be FUCKING. KIDDING." You hit the wall in frustration.

"Oooh~ someones mad." He teased as he walked up to you. "What are you doing out, the radio demon gave you permission?"

"Go fuck yourself."

"That's not very nice. I rarely see you without the big man. Can't we just chat."

"N-"

"What are you doing all by yourself, I'm on a walk myself I needed a break from the Vs." He said honestly just wanting to chat but you weren't in the mood, plus you didn't want to get in the middle of his and Al's rivalry.

So you poofed away again, this time going back to the hotel. Your day has been wasted, and you just want to go back to your room.

"Y/n you're back right on time we were just about to do some ex-" Charlie greeted you as cheerful as ever but it just annoyed you.

"Sorry Charlie not in the mood." You moved past her and everyone that was in the main area.

"Damn kid you look like shit." Angel laughed making everyone turn to you. You made eye contact with Alastor who got up at the sight.

"Are you alright? How was your day out." He asked. You tried to brush past him.

"It was a lot and I just want to go to my room now if you'll excuse me." You ran to your room and slammed the door.

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Later you got hungry and were about the raid the kitchen but when you opened the door you saw a plate of cookies and notes from everyone in the hotel.

'Maybe hell isn't all that bad'

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Spiral p1

warnings: a bit violent, shitty parents

(it doesn't go into details)

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"You killed your parents?" He was genuinely shocked as he watched you nod. He lived for tea like this but coming from you he couldn't help but be confused.

"Why on earth would you do that. You told me that you loved them."

"I mean I did but they were- wait my death led to yours?" You changed the subject.

"Yes, I simply cannot function without you, my dear. I was hiding a body in the woods when I was shot in the head." He said it as if it was a fond memory. It was creepy but as he talked a red X appeared on his forhead. the moment he saw you staring it vanished.

"You can't change the subject, Y/n. When and Why did you kill your parents?"

You sighed as you went to tell your story, "They were an odd pair, in my opinion, they should have been divorced. My mother was drunk, always talking about how she never liked my father but had 6 kids with him, I was the eldest. My father always talked about the life he could've had if he didn't settle for my mother. When my father lost his job he became a drunk and often got violent with us. After a while, I got tired of it and told my siblings to go to a friend's house for the night. The next day they were found dead by the neighbor's, No one was caught."

"That must've been quite a night." He joked.

"It was, it was also the night I met you."

"Really? You seemed so.... happy."

"Because I was."

From then on the two of you talked daily

You had learned that he had been missing from the public eye for 7 years

He started calling you pet names he used when he was alive

He told you things he would never tell anyone else

You met husk and niffty

You started to like him again but you could never forgive him for killing you

nut you considered it when he started working for the hazbin hotel

You were a patron

Although you didn't believe that sinners can change you decided to give it a shot

"Well good morning, My love. It's such a nice day today, would you care to join me for a trip to the tailor? A nobody took a bit off me." He grinned from ear to ear while offering his arm of you to take. You accepted.

At the tailor the two of you while the two of you were waiting for his jacket you suggested he try on more suits for a variety of clothes.

"How does with one look?" He came out in a blue suit with a black button-up. (his colors in reverse)

"You look amazing." You beamed as his posed.

"So this is a yes?"

"Of course-"

"Sir your jacket is ready."

Alastor paid for the new suit and his old one. Outside of the shop was a crowd surround a tv broadcasting Vox.

Alastor told you practically nothing about the other overlords but you could tell he did not like Vox and the way he looked at the TV confirmed it.

"Come along, dear. There's nothing to see over there."

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Alastor beefing with Lucifer and cursing is so funny to me💀

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Hi I really liked your alastor and teen!reader fic, could you write more about that please?

Alastor x teen reader (platonic)

letss get ittt

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"I swear if you were hell born you'd be in the sloth ring." Alastor commented as he tried to get you off the couch. "Get up, Y/n."

"Imma get up in a minute." You waved him off as you started to fall back asleep. You were laying on your stomach with you face shoved into a decorative pillow.

"Yeah, they ain't movin'" Angel laughed. Alastor sighed and sat on your back.

You groaned as he made himself comfortable.

"umm Alastor are they okay?" Charlie was as worried as ever.

"Oh, they're fine. In fact, seeing them so comfortable made me want to relax a bit." He snikered.

"asshole." You muttered.

You felt a weight on your legs and looked up to see Husk sitting on them.

"Really?"

He just shrugged with a smile as he made himself comfortable as well.

You groaned and tried to move to no avail.

"I'm allowing you to sleep yet you want to get up." Alastor sneered, "I don't see the problem."

"The problem is that YOU'RE BEING ANOYING DAD." It took you a second to realize what you just said but when you did it was to late to get away.

Angel and Vaggie erupted in laughter as you wiggled your way from under them.

"What did you call me."

"Nothing asshole." You said while retreating to your room to not be seen for the rest of the day.

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Alastor angst sorta

it started as angst then spiraled

@berryghostbunny

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You were Alastor's assistant when you were alive

You helped him run the radio show

The two of you became good friends, then eventually more

He would always walk you to your house as there were a lot of missing person reports in your area

You had no idea that he was the cause

Until you saw him kill someone

You tried to pretend like you didn't see anything and acted as normal as possible but Alastor caught on

He slowly got the truth out of you and once he did he killed you

Your death was the reason he got caught and sentenced to death

You both met in hell

You panicked and tried to avoid him but he stayed close to you even while broadcasting his carnage

He could tell that in hell you were a fish out of water so he proposed a deal

He would give you enough power to protect yourself from anyone and everyone that tried to harm you in exchange for your soul

"Why are you following me?" You ask as you got away from the public eye so you could talk to him.

"I just want to have a little chat, my dear. We used to be quite close after all." He smiled

"That was a long time ago." You groaned as you hugged yourself to give some type of comfort.

"Exactly, in all my days I never would've thought that you, of all people, would end up with humanities worst. Whatever did you do, my dear." Alastor said as he approached you.

"That is none of your concern."

"Oh, but it is a sweetheart such as yourself doesn't deserve this place but looks can be deceiving." He sang as he wrapped an arm around your waist and lead you down a side walk.

"I can't think of anything bad that you could have done to end up here and I'm just dying to know."

His prying eyes stared into yours, it was making you uncomfortable. You removed his hand from your waist and walked beside him.

"Why would I tell you? You're the reason I'm here in the first place." You said. You couldn't believe how wide his smile grew.

"I did not kill you because I wanted to. In fact, it was your death that led to mine." He leaned close to your ear and whispered, "You meant that much to me, my dear." The sound of static filled your ears. His confession surprised you, it reminded you of your relationship when you were alive.

"I killed my parents." You confessed, and the static stopped abruptly.

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