Hazbin Hotel - Blog Posts
for @morningstarwrites
First time drawing a kiss. Happy about how it turned out.
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I made a thing. I was watching a few youtube vids on my time off, and I came across this little heartbreaking gem.
He can get hurt? (Animatic-Helluva Boss scene)|| RADIOAPPLE/APPLERADIO
SOOOOOOO I made a fanfic based on this. Hahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahaha-
Eastern Energy - A Radioapple Story
Tags: Angst without a happy ending, maybe pt 2 if people want it, radioapple
Context:
Alastor and Lucifer have been living at the hotel for some time. After a few late-night drinks, some trust exercises, and Lucifer healing Alastor’s wound, the two grew close. How close is up to you.
One day, on his way to Rosie’s with Charlie and Vaggie, they get a call.
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“You’ll love Rosie!” Charlie assured her girlfriend, squeezing her shoulder lightly.
“Her cornbread recipe is to die for!” Alastor hummed. “Several have.”
Vaggie rolled her eye but continued walking. When they were about halfway to Rosie’s Charlie got a call.
“Oh, it’s Angel. What’s up?” She answered. Her face suddenly turned white. “What?”
“Chalie?” Vaggie asked.
Charlie said nothing, just put Angel on speaker.
“CHARLIE? Can you hear me??” Angel's voice was frantic. “I promise I am not joking! Your dad needs your help!!”
“Wait what?” Alastor asked.
What could he possibly need help with? Fixing his height? A stepstool could do that.
“We can hear you, Angel. What happened?” Vaggie prodded.
“Adam barged into the hotel, wrapped Lucifer in some kind of glowy rope, and took off flying away with Lucifer! We couldn’t do anything because Adam took us by surprise!”
“Hold on Angel, we’re getting a call from Lucifer,” Alastor told the spider.
Probably telling us that he took care of it and there is nothing to worry about.
“Okay,” Angel ended the call and Vaggie answered Lucifer’s call.
“Hey bitch.” Alastor’s heart dropped. He’d know that voice anywhere. It was hash and brash, not at all like Lucifer’s soothing melodic tone.
“Adam,” Vaggie growled. “What the fuck do you want?”
“I thought I should brag about kidnapping the king of hell!” Adam bosted. “It was fucking easy too.”
“Why are you doing this?” Charlie demanded.
“If Lucifer is gone, then they’ll have to let me back into heaven!”
“Dios Mijos, Adam. You do know that your plan to get back into Heaven includes sinning? Killing is a sin!” Vaggie yells into the phone
“Sorry, Can’t hear you bitch, byeee!”
The call ended suddenly.
“FUCK!!” Charlie yelled as she punched a hole into the nearest wall, denting it.
“Charlie dear,” Alastor puts a hand on her shoulder. “Maybe instead of denting walls, you go help your dad take down Adam. Your father could certainly use the help.”
Not really, Lucifer can take care of himself. But I do want Charlie to feel like she can do something, rather than sitting around worrying.
“You and your father both outrank Adam in power, so it should be easy,” Alastor says.
“And I could go with you if you need backup.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
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“Oh shit,” Lucifer said.
I need to get out of here before someone comes and puts themself in danger because of me.
“You’re fucking right ‘Oh shit,” Adam smirked.
“No I just realized I didn’t eat breakfast. Did you think I was scared of you?” Lucifer smirked. “An insect could do a better job of kidnapping me.
“You should be. Because with you finally fucking gone, I’ll be heaven’s savior. They’ll have to let me in after.”
“You do know that in the VERY unlikely case, you do manage to kill me, Charlie will take over hell as queen and will take revenge,” Lucifer says as Adam hoists him into a mine cart. “Also, trying to kill me in a mine, and they call me tacky.”
“One more word and I’ll gag you.” Adam threatened, then muttered under his breath, “Angels are heavy.”
“Hmmm. Kinky.”
“Shut the fuck up cunt.” Adam growled as he tied Lucifer to a rock. “You seem to love ruining my life, so when I take yours, I think I’ll have a little fun with it.”
“Are you sure this isn’t a kink of yours? I won’t judge if so. It must be hard to find someone to fuck when all you want to do is suck your own dick.”
“YOU! Don’t get to fucking talk! You are the shitiest being in all of creation and you took fucking everything from me!” Adam yelled into Lucifer’s ear. “And because of that, you won’t be mercy-killed. No, I’ll take my sweet fucking time.”
“Are you sure that this isn’t some hidden kink of yours? You seem to love killing so much-AH!” Lucifer suddenly yelled in pain, as the first man sunk an angelic dagger deep into Lucifer’s shoulder.
Adam twisted the blade in Lucifer’s shoulder, which made a hissing sound.
“You. Do not get to fucking talk over me.” Adam growled, lowering his head to whisper in Lucifer’s ear. “You should’ve been killed in your fall.” The first man grabbed Lucifer’s hair and Lucifer let out a snake-like hiss. “You even sound like what you are. A fucking snake.”
“I’ve been called worse by demons I like better than you.”
“This about that pesky overlord. Or your daughter? Both hated you at some point, and they will again.”
Lucifer, at the mention of Charlie and Alastor, tried to make his demon form come out, but the holy rope wouldn’t let him. He could only muster his tail. Seeing this weak display of power, Adam laughed and took the opportunity to stomp hard on his tail. Lucifer let out a bleat of pain, quickly followed by a defiant hiss when Adam brought the holy knife to his throat.
“Torture doesn’t seem your style, Adam. What makes little ol’ me so special?” Lucifer grunted.
“You took my wives, Eden, my son.”
“How did I take your s-AH!” He cried out when Adam took the blade out, only to punch Lucifer in the face, and then stab him in the shoulder again, going all the way through it.
“Since you took my family, I’ll take yours.” Adam cruely laughed. “I think I’ll take Charlie, then-ah-fuck!” Lucifer used the last of his strength to push Adam back with his hind goat legs.
“I swear,” Lucifer threatened, trying to stand up, but failing. “If you go near her I will destroy you.”
“O-ho! Big talk from someone who can’t even stand up! Much less get out of here!” Adam laughed, walking over to Lucifer. He grabbed him by the ropes and threw him against the rocks. The King of Hell let out a pained sound, somewhere between a bleat and a hiss.”This has been fun, but I have to grace heaven with my presence. Any last words, Sin of Pride?”
“Charlie…I…Alastor…” Lucifer gasped out. He barely had enough strength to stay awake, much less call out for help.
“Your cunts ain’t coming.” Adam laughed as he stood over him to make the final blow.
I love you, Charlie, more than anything. Was his final thought before everything went dark.
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Alastor had gotten a mental message from Charlie, telling him to meet them at the Sloth Hospital. He figured that Charlie or Vaggie had gotten hurt in the battle and needed to be patched up. When a car pulled up and Charlie and Vaggie were mostly unharmed, his heart sank.
“Where is Lu -oof!!” He was suddenly run over by a bunch of medical staff. Alastor looked up for just a second, he saw something that terrified him. Lucifer’s limp tail hanging off a hospital bed over him.
Lucifer’s tail is only out in his demon form, or when he’s somewhat weak and can’t hide it. Alastor remembered. He got up quickly, dusting himself off in the process.
“Alastor? Are you okay?” Charlie asked, her eyes bloodshot and dried tears on her cheeks.
“I am fine me dear. What was that about?”
“Lucifer got hurt bad,” Vaggie says.
“Lucifer got what? H-how?” Alastor looked at the door, which was flooded with reporters. “He can get hurt?”
A/N: Please don't kill me-
@razzlematazz
I’m late I know
MERRY SINSMAS EVERYONE!!
First time drawing the gang. I’m really happy with how it turned out!!!
Well… I tried.
So I was researching Lucifer and Sera’s relationship because I think that would be really interesting and I can’t see how it’s flushed out in Hazbin hotel. When I realized most of the fanfiction I’ve read has Lucifer either as a Seraphim or an Archangel, which be question which one is it? I wanted to post about this because I wanted some clarification and I’m sure other people did too. Lucifer is a Seraphim not and our angel in the has been hotel universe. Seraphim have six wings while archangels have two. And in the Bible, which I’ve never read I just looked this up, archangels are below Seraphim. In the Bible Lucifer is an Archangel, but in the Hazbin hotel universe he is a Seraphim. Just thought I should clear this up.
As a Radioapple fan, what I hope for in Hazbin hotel, is not that it will become canon (though that would be AMAZING!). No. I wish for a scene between Alastor and Lucifer like the Honda Odyssey scene from Deadpool and Wolverine.
Picture This…
I am hoping for Alastor and Lucifer’s relationship in season two, or later on, to become like Jake and Holt’s relationship from Brooklyn Nine-Nine. Alastor would be Holt and Lucifer would be Jake. Like, they annoy each other to no end, but they still endear and like each other. I can’t be the only one who’s hoping for this. I’m bringing up because I’m re-watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine and I’m currently on season one episode 10 a.k.a., Thanksgiving.
There was one scene in particular that made me think this.
Tiny bit of context for the episode: Amy is hosting a Thanksgiving party for the 99 crew. Jake doesn’t want to go because he hates thanksgiving. They get pulled away because of a case. Jake comes up with funny names/personas for him and Holt (who goes with him) while they go door to door looking for their culprit.
Jake: Yes! The case continues!
Holt: This is not good.
Jake: Right, sorry Jimes. *Looks to the other people.* His father was murdered by a bookie. *Looks back to Holt.* I know you miss him.
Holt: *Pinches bridge of nose in annoyance.*
HOLDUP
So we saw that Sir pentious went up to heaven right? But what about the eggie Bois that died?? Are they up the with him???? Is the sole survivor lonely 😭??
My first hazbin drawing from january.
realism of relationships in stolitz
I really appreciate the realness these characters have. The deal itself isn’t realistic other than something similar to fwb but the show allowing us to see why these characters act the way they do and how it changes how they see themselves and the world and their misunderstanding of each others words due to that (it’s inevitability) is so raw and real. I love how they’re getting space. Always liked stolitz but they never really knew each other, got to see and understand who the other really was so how could they have anything more than a crush on each other? It’s like since the fight they’ve started to interact with the real versions of each other that their pedestals of each other haven’t allowed. Not to mention the fact that the basis of the relationship IS really bad.
I especially love this about stolitz because you never see that ‘crushes and incorrect perceptions of each other to real feelings to dating’ progression in media. Or at least if not dating, understanding and growing from the experience. In my experience, lots of situationships or things that can develop into relationships don’t have this linear ‘they like each other then they date’ progression. Instead, like stolitz, it’s everything’s the same except for some key moments. In stolitz these are
Stolas can get hurt
the deal
stolas saving blitz and crew
OZZIES
full moon argument and gift of the crystal
now their convo in the hate party with verosika
(blitz only) Blitz’s trip
their first meeting as kids
their first meeting as adults
and these key moments need to be remembered to view the relationship holistically and ask “does this person have good intentions towards me?” or “do we work well as a couple?” “Is it worth staying together or making something more out of this?” etc
TO CONCLUDE
I like how real it is. I guess often relationships are smooth crushes that develop into something more real, but the reality for a lot of people is that at least before they sort out most of their issues, their relationships are probably going to be full of misunderstanding and miscommunication and pedestals like this. I hope the show deals with this concept well to set an example for people like me who have felt this way. LMK if you agree or your thoughts !
widows peak
I feel like no one’s mentioned it but I love that lucifer has a widows peak. I have one with a cowlick that makes me kind of annoyed bc I can’t style my hair too well as a result. To see a character (even if he’s the actual DEVIL bc he slayss) rock a widows peak makes me happier to have it :)
OH BOI HE PEAKING
They needed a photo of everyone in management and Charlie insisted happy photos (neither has any idea what this hand gesture means)
(((Super quick brain rot drawing you can tell how out of practice I am someone pls redraw 😩🙏))) (you can see how much easier I find it to draw Alastor too)
if lucifer is really adhd coded like I relate to him, he was definitely late because it took him 40 mins to find those shoulder pads in his room
Alastor and the leash comment +rambling
If Alastor really is on a physical leash like husk meant his soul belonged to someone else, it must be the ultimate pain for him. He’s a complete control freak I can’t imagine his dynamic with them. Since lucifer is a man and Al seems to interact better with women especially mothers would he still be as angry at Lilith if she owned his soul? As disrespectful? So weird. How would they interact?
I have a theory that I haven’t seen elsewhere either, that maybe Alastor made a deal with a demon during his life on earth that helped his serial murder somehow or his mother. If this deal involves his soul and he came down to hell to meet the demon maybe he’d still be owned by them and maybe that deal was with Lilith/Lucifer/Roo .
l’ve been wondering if his dad is in hell also. I imagine Alastor would kill him again. Are a lot of the people he killed in hell too? That’s kind of awkward.
finally something a bit lighter:
Just saw an edit of Lilith, lucifer and alastor on a leash and it got me thinking how FUNNY and interesting it would be for Lucifer to use his power to save Alastor from her (or any situation like the extermination) because of how important he is to Charlie. Like he would not accept anyone’s help saving him he’d be so pissed at lucifer but also owe him his afterlife.
The True Virgin Tiger Moth
Part 2
Sorry this took so long
Life happened :/
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When you get there at last, you are certain that you have the wrong place. This place did look like a hotel, but it also looks like it had been abandoned for YEARS. And the poster looked brand new!
You decide to knock on the door regardless. Might as well make sure, they did say they were just starting out (though you didn't know it was THIS bad).
Before you can get a second knock, the door flies upon.
"WELCOME TO THE Ha-..." *door slam*
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.
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Well, that was rude. You hadn't even said anything, and the door was slammed in your face.
Well, your chest, you were too tall to just be looking into the hotel. But still!
When the door opened again not long after, it was the same blonde haired girl looking out with a much less pleased look. During the second you had to move before the door opened, you were now leaned down to look into the hotel, on set of hands on your hips, the other in your knees to steady yourself.
Before you got the chance to get too much of a look, the door was yet again slammed in your face.
'These people do not seem as welcoming as they try to make themselves out to be.' You stood straight back up and watched the door for when the girl would, hopefully, open it again.
The next time the door was opened, the same girl was there, but this time accompanied by another. This one seemed much more hostile, wielding a spear that was almost immediately pointed at your throat.
"What are YOU doing here?!" The gray one was already off to a bad start in your book. So rude >:(
You, for some reason, do not feel fear for the sharp object uncomfortably close to a vital part of you. You only felt slight annoyance and much disappointment.
You held up the poster that they had supposedly put out everywhere (apparently too quickly if them jumping back was anything to go by). Pointing to certain parts of the flier, you nudged away the spear like it was nothing (it was pointed more into your fluff anyway).
"YOU are the ones that put this flier out, no?! It says "Help Wanted and Guests Welcomed," and at the moment I do not feel wanted NOR welcomed!"
With your short rant finished, you promptly did a sharp turnaround and walked forward before ploping down on the stairs that led up to the place. You sat there for a moment with a pout while a single tear rolled down before you heard what you assumed to be their attempt at a quiet chat.
"THIS is Valentino? I thought you said he was more... violent? Lewd?"
You turn quickly with a harsh, offended gasp.
"Violent? LEWD?! I have no clue who this "Valentino" man is, but I'll have you know I am no such thing!"
At this point, you were highly offended and genuinely concerned about how they expect to get any guests with how they treat someone they just met, confusing them with someone else before quickly judging/threatening them.
It was the blonde that stepped up first nervously.
"Ah, I'm so, so sorry for that. There seems to have been a misunderstanding." Ya think?! "What did you say your name was again?"
You give your name only because it is the polite thing to do and you refuse to be as rude as they were.
"And yours?" You were ready to turn and actually leave by this point, but might as well see who you need to avoid from now on.
She beams at this before quickly stating, "My name is Charlie," she pulled the other girl who dropped her spear in surprise. "And this is Vaggie!"
You nod along, acting as if you were still interested. You did need a place to stay after all, you had only just showed up, too. You had no real place to reside in.
'Do I really want to stay with these people? They were rather mean..'
The next few minutes were just apology after apology from "Charlie" for the mix-up.
"I swear that doesn't normally happen with our guests!"
You look around for a moment confused.
"What guests?"
You just catch Charlie shrink back at the mention. Vaggie sent you daggers, which you cared nothing for sense she already sent you a spear.
"I'll tell you what, you let me stay here, and all is forgiven and forgotten. Well, most of it, at least." You mumble the last part to yourself. If you do end up staying here, you will not let the gray one live the spear incident down.
"Yes! Yes, of course! Please do stay! We'd love to have you here, you're our first guest." Charlie looked away at the last part.
You give a deep sigh and respond with a tired "alright."
You trail in behind them, heading over to the little counter with the room keys and watching Charlie grab one for a room on the third floor. Why the third floor? You had no clue.
You took the key with a smile and a small "Thank you" before walking off.
Your room was very simple. White walls to match the white, queen size bed. It didn't look bad, just SO plain that it hurt your eyes.
Thankfully, you noticed some parts of the room seemingly suddenly begin to transform into your preferred setting.
You walked over and practically ploped onto your bed, watching your sheets bleed into a mix of the white and (favorite color).
You rolled over and stared at the ceiling for a long while. This was going to be a strange experience. And you were ready with open arms.
You sat up with a thought. 'Perhaps I can open my old bakery down here. That would be nice.'
You began to plan, wondering where you could start investing in a large supply of poison for those who wanted to do anything to your future little shop like you had seen done to others on your walk to the hotel.
Your face split into a large grin at the thought.
Hazbin hotel :D
These are just some hc of a moth reader's 'interactions' with Val. Das all.
I got this finished earlier today but wanted to post the other first so this might have made a little sense in some strange way. Anyway. @ourmurdermassiah
The True Virgin Tiger Moth (intro)
Reader is in hell for poisoning their (abusive) s/o(and many others)
Reader looks nearly identical to Val, only difference is the eye color and even then, it's a hue off
Surprisingly Christian. Christian conservative. Will read Bible verses to a demon if they start pissing Reader off
Runs a bakery
Routinely steals Val's clothes, just cause
Impersonates Val to steal more of his clothes
Ruins his reputation, again, just cause
Has never actually met face to face with Val
Reader is going to help at the "happy" hotel
Will likely give Angel a panic attack. Or make him angry
Someone will cause tears from the reader. There is no stopping it
Reader is religiously abstinence. Aka, Reader is a virgin.
Reader very much does not like touch
Reader gets along with Rosie and Alastor after they realize that "This isn't Val, this is someone better :D"
Charlie feels bad for Reader for yelling
The first thing you see is red.. everything.. Red sky, red building, red.. people? Your attention is quickly directed to some of the first off-color in this place.
A neon green sign that reads, "Welcome to Hell!" with some letters flickering like the light bulbs haven't been changed in years. The sign seemed to be the only clear thing you could see. Your vision felt as if you were looking through frosted glass.
You attempt to prop yourself up with seemingly extra weight on your sides. When you gaze down, there lies an extra set of arms. You quickly rush over to find some sort of reflective surface, which you find rather difficult with the new, retched sight.
You manage to feel around for a window, finding a rather tall, stylish looking moth staring back. Purple skin, large, pointed teeth, a single gold tooth on the right side of your face.
You collect yourself quickly. You knew you were going to hell after all. You had murdered many. Mainly your horrid s/o, may God rest his soul.
You look down to "see" your bottom set of hands move to a rather obvious praying position, hands clasped in front of you. You couldn't seem to move them apart even if you wanted to. They were out of the way now, so you didn't mind.
As you make your way down the sidewalk, curious about what is here (smiling all the while), you watch people quickly rushing around (running away from you), hearing every now and again a loud bang with a chorus of screams.
"Everyone is so lively here!" you hum to yourself.
You "look" around for a bit longer before carefully making your way to what seemed to be a clothing store if you were to guess.
Before you get the chance to go inside, a flyer flew against your leg. When you manage to catch it, you see that it looks to be advertising some sort of building? You have to look incredibly close to the poster, clutching the edges of it and squinting your eyes in an attempt to clear your vision (unknowing of the worry everyone around you has for the poor soul that made the poster).
It seems to be requesting... something... for the- "Mappy Motel"? "Hally Halol"? You smack yourself, laughing lightly, when you realize how close you were the first time.
While the name was still rather strange to you for Hell, "Happy Hotel" makes more sense than the others.
You pocket the poster for later when you have a better understanding of what is around you. And with that, you stroll into the store next to you.
You make your way up to a counter swiftly despite your sight disadvantage, and before you can even raise your hand to request some services, a group of three rush over to you.
"Everything is ready for you, sir," one mumbled. "Sir"? You had only just arrived, and you were getting honorifics? Granted, the wrong ones, but they were clearly helping YOU, so, what were you to do?
Accept whatever help they give, obviously.
They were quick to hand you a pair of glasses that honestly didn't seem like they'd do much, but to humor them, you took a look through them. And goodness, were you glad you did.
It was as if someone had finally turned on the defrost for the frosted windshield. You could see!
You couldn't celebrate first too long as quickly after, a coat was moved onto your shoulders. Or, at least, they tried to. It was now that you realized just how tall you are now.
To try to help, you bend down a little, but that seemed to startle them for some reason. You don't get the chance to apologize before a rather large hat is placed on your head, and they back away with a quick bow.
You smile again and swiftly turn to leave. You aren't sure what all just happened and want to leave before anything else occurs to make it feel like you shouldn't be there. You give a quick thanks and exit out the door.
It's after the door is shut, and you have already walked a ways down the street before you remember the flyer you found. With your new sight, you retrieve it and get to reading.
You skim through it, finding many strange colors that look like they wouldn't work well together, but the thought was nice. The flyer explains that there is a hotel on the edge of the "pride ring" that is accepting all who wish to be redeemed.
You look at it for a long moment, a mental debate before you make your decision.
You have no interest in being redeemed, but you have no issue in helping others who may want it. And so, you head over to one of the few who are left around you. They seemed to be a humanoid lizard, somehow seeming weak in your eyes.
"Excuse me? Do you have a moment?" You wave at him, catching his attention easily. He looks around before pointing to himself in a confused manner. "Yes! You!" He gains a fearful look. What for?
You make it over to him and show him the flyer. "Do you know where I can find this hotel?"
He points a shaky finger over to a tall building in the distance. It looks run down but definitely has potential. You give the man a nod of thanks and begin walking.
First day in Hell, and somehow, you can't wait for the next. You get the feeling this is gonna be fun.
And.. why do you feel like someone is cursing you out?
Alright, so, I have other drafts for the pet au that I'll hopefully be finishing some time soon but for now, I have been on such a Hazbin hotel high and I NEED to get these ideas down.
Mostly Alastor and Lucifer but I may do others later.
All with reader.
Possible Lucifer's tango (not in this one specifically), but I don't know how good I am at writing that stuff, so, just a heads up
Alastor x Helper Reader
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You had been working for Alastor for decades. Longer than either of you had died.
You had started working for his family when you were both rather young. His mother had hired you to make sure Alastor was alright after he left the house.
He wanted to disagree, but one look from his mother and the words died in his throat.
'Mama's boy'
You couldn't help but think for a split second with a small smile.
You hadn't meant it derogatory. You actually preferred knowing that the man you would work for could be so respectful towards his maternal figure.
And he was.
He was rather respectful to those around him, even yourself (which was the greatest shock to you, dear reader), and that just made you all the more loyal.
That was the thing with your family. They find someone to serve, and they latch on, never faltering no matter what the person did.
If anything, Alastor was more shocked than you when you first found out about his meat preferences and how he acquired them. You looked at his latest work and took no time at all to start cleaning up his mess.
He had worried he would have had to kill you for a short while. He had actually grown to enjoy your company. But he figured out quickly that he had nothing to worry about. He even noticed that when it was your nights to cook, you switched to using the newly acquired ingredients in no time.
You had even switched your own food to better accommodate having to get less food from other sources.
You followed and served him as long as you could, and the day that bullet went through his head, your heart had shattered.
You yourself had grown far more fond of him than you knew he ever could, but that didn't make the heartbreak any easier when the funeral was finished.
You wouldn't let that be the way his image ended.
You set out and finished off the one who did this to your... employer...
You continued the killings he started, continued the cannibalism, continued his name. You knew you'd never do as well of a job with his radio, and you didn't dare try, the radio was his, never yours. You nearly quadrupled what his actual killings were. Always staying just under the radar.
You never did die the way the world had hoped, now its a bullet in your head (..like him..), or electricity coercing through your very being, not a needle, filled with enough toxins that you wouldn't last a minute.
You died of your own accords, making sure it was in a retirement home as if just another civilian, still eating the very thing that started it all in secret.
When you fell, it was no surprise to you. Your only goal was to find Alastor, and man, it was easy. Just following the screams you had grown so accustomed to all the way to a radio tower.
You noticed that all around you seemed to steer as far away from you as possible or just straight up finish themselves off instead.
You knew why. You could feel your own power coming off in waves around you. You didn't care, however. When you did make it to the radio tower, a man dresses in red was standing in front, long bits of hair going straight up that resembled ears with antlers right next to them, clearly expecting a challenge if the defensive look to him was anything to go by.
Others may not have noticed, but you did easily.
There were spectators all around, doing their best to stay out of sight but still there, clearly expecting some sort of fight.
What no one, even Alastor, expected, was for the newcomer to drop to a knee in front of the deer man.
You had recognized him quickly, little to no difficulty whatsoever.
"I have made it to you at last, and I hope I did not disappoint." A simple sentence that ment so much but so little to those around.
It was then that Alastor recognized you as well. Of course you were to end up as (animal/demon), it was always your favorite.
Alastor's demeanor changed in an instant, from shocked to almost glee.
"(Name)! Darling, how you've grown!" Any tension he might have still had disappeared in an instant. He knew the extent of your loyalty. Even now, being so much stronger than him, he knew you would never raise a finger against him.
Your head bowed deeper at the indirect praise. You had yet to meet his eyes, which Alastor noted. He quickly moved you both into his radio tower. He walked over to you with a new confidence.
He moved a hand to grab your chin with a gentleness usually never given from him and tilted your head up to get a good look at you. You were practically glowing under the attention, if it wasn't already obvious by the shine in your eyes that you thought died out when the gunpowder ignited, the slight (swish of your tail, ruffle of your feathers, that kinda thing) was a dead giveaway.
He knew he already had you wrapped around his finger, but he still needed to secure his safety. He ran a thumb softly over your left cheek.
"Dear, how would you like to make a deal?"
You tilt your head to the side in confusion. A deal? But he could take whatever he wanted. You would make sure of it.
"Whatever you so wish."
You dip your head back into a full bow, feeling his hand move to run through your hair.
"Oh, don't worry, darling. You could ask for anything, and all I'd want in return is.. your soul~" he leaned closer, bringing your face back to look at him once again, grinning dangerously wide.
You look off for a moment in thought. Alastor wondered what you'd wish for. Especially considering you were, at the moment, three times more powerful than him.
However, again, even with the sheer difference, you looked as if you'd hand your soul over by itself if you could. Rip it out and hand it over with a nice little bow on top.
You look into his eyes once more. "Anything?"
"Anything, darling," he responded with such certainty.
"I.." you hesitated for a moment. "I wish to stay by your side for as long as we exist. To surve you and be the first you call when needed."
Your response only made his everlasting grin grow wider, seemingly proud to have such loyalty ready and at his disposal.
"Nothing else, my dear?"
"What I ask is all I could hope for." An easy response, as of practiced for this moment.
He reaches a hand out, and you watch as it glows green. You take it into yours, seeing it glow just that much brighter.
"Deal"
Anyone else out there love this crackship??🍭
Charlie: So... Did It Hurt-
Charlie: When You Fell From Heaven?
Vaggie: They Took My Fucking Eye
Whatttt? Spirit posting again, crazy.
Anyways since it’s summer for me now I’ll hopefully be posting more again, for now have some Hazbin AU doodles I did a while back. Right now hazbin is not my current fixation so I hope yall bear with me entering my cringe era on main lol.
Which I may or may not have a back log of 👀
If I had a nickel for everytime I'm in a fandom that has a sad dad with the sad dad hairstyle, I'd have three, which isn't a lot but it's strange it happened three times.
I'd have two nickels for the sad dad with a disability from an accident and has adopted a child with supernatural powers.
Just a thought :)
Charlie and Vaggie redesigns
I have no problems with the show designs but I just wanted to add my own spin on them
hes like a child whos been given something precious
HE’S SO FUCKEN ADORKABLE AUGDHXUSUAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!?????!??!!???
so is it just me or does lute in hazbin hotel fly like those butterfly/fairy launcher things from near everyone's childhood in the hell is forever song?
these things that you'd press a button or pull a string and it'd fly up and come down in spins
Here he be! Should I go into lore? Probably. Am I gonna? Maybe. Enjoy the doodles though.
a guy! In the works! I’ve not stopped thinking about this hotel since it came out,, so figured I’d post it here 🖖
Question about Charlie:
I was wondering, does Charlie need an angelic weapon to be able to kill an exterminator/angel? Because it doesn't seem like Lucifer needs one, so it would be my assumption that she wouldn't, either. But I'm not sure. Anybody have any ideas?