𝔸𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

𝔸𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕩 𝕊ℍ ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

(Trigger warning! This story will contain suicide mentions, self harm, and heavy suicidal thoughts. If this will upset you or trigger you in any way then please do not continue! Love you all, you are all cared for and accepted in this community!<3)

(P.S: This story will upset some fans due to the out of character personality of Alastor, my reasoning for this is that Y/n helped Alastor find his humanity and in doing so Alastor fell in love with her. He cares for her deeply and so when he finds her the way he does it hurts him deeper than any wound. I understand that Alastor is know for being uncaring and unloving but this IS a fanfiction so I am aloud to interpret Alastor's behavior based on the relationship he and Y/n have. Thank you loves and enjoy<3)

Context:

         You stumbled across Charlie and Vaggie one day when they were still in the making of the hotel and after they helped you get your groundings during your first few weeks in hell, they offered for you to stay and help out with the hotel. You happily accepted their offer due to the fact that you didn't know anyone down there. You soon became as close to them as family, they treated you as their child of a sort and cared for you like to adorable lesbian mothers (Mommies*).

Of course Angel eventually came along and joined the crew, he was the closest to your best friend that you had ever had. Then as the pilot goes, Alastor comes along to help bringing Husk and Nifty with him. 

As for your relationship with Alastor, you often came downstairs to watch him cook dinner. Also regularly going for walks on the town, they were always peaceful since Alastor was the all feared "Radio Demon". He did seem to prefer your presence and he couldn't understand why he didn't have to fight to hold his smile when you were around, he just smiled naturally when around you. He often mentioned that you didn't belong in hell and that you were to good of a person to end up here. You never told him that you ended up here from suicide...

In your life you where under constant stress, depression, and anxiety. From being bullied into self hate and eating disorders, to family abuse from mainly your father but your mother verbally contributed as well. This ended up with you in many many psych wards/mental hospitals, and different therapists that didn't help at all. After years of cutting, burning, and medication overdoses, you finally ended it by slicing your neck open and bleeding out. You still dealt with these issues, in secret you would lock yourself in your bathroom and cut yourself until you passed out, of course being a demon you always eventually woke up.(I'm sorry to those who are dealing with something similar. I understand what your going through and your welcome to vent in the comments! I will respond to any comments based off of this subject <3)

Because of your past life, your demon form consisted of classic horns and demon tail, although your skin glowed in the places you had cut and burnt in your living time. They glowed a dull green and mad you even more self conscious of your body. So you stuck to wearing sweaters and sweatshirts, everyone in the hotel thought you were strange and often pestered you about why you chose those clothing styles.

(Let this angsty and slightly fluffy tale begin~)

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You tug your sleeves down your wrists as you make sure your bandages don't show. You walk through the lobby hallway from the elevator and greet everyone with a large smile. 

"Why hello my fellow sinners! Except for you Charlie you deserve to be an angel for sure" You chuckle while walking over to Charlie who was standing by the bar talking with Vaggie, Angel and Husk being absent on a trip out to travel the town for the day. You give her a big hug as she hugs back, you flinch at the pressure on your fresh cuts you placed on your belly.