This is a book of one shot smut chapters, with completely random characters. Some characters I will most definitely do are:
-Peter - YBG
-Ghostface - Scream
-Mephisto - Dark Fall
-Any Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss character
- Beryll- Dark Fall
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⚠️Warning! Before we begin this oneshot, this chapter includes: - Leash play - Exhibitionism - Acarophilia If you don't like any of these things, please skip to the next one-shot. Thank you!
Also, I'm going to make Y/N a bunny demon in this chapter, because sometimes deer will eat bunnies when they cannot find a different source of food. It fits, doesn't it? ⚠️ ——————————————— Y/N POV: I hate living in hell. Everything is pretty depressing, and it's basically everyone for themselves. Back when I was alive, I let my body and mind waste away in my shitty apartment as I drank endlessly. I always fantasized about being taken away by some otherworldly being, but that never happened. Once I realized that I was dying, I didn't care to try and stop it. I let myself die on the floor of that shitty apartment, alone.
Once I woke up in hell, I was surprised at my appearance once I saw myself. I had two large, white bunny ears coming out of the top of my head. I felt one with my fingers, taking in the feeling of the soft fur. I didn't like them, because even though bunnies are my favorite animal, I didn't want to be one.
In hell, I decided that I didn't really want to waste away anymore. I tried to change myself, one step at a time. I began taking care of myself, even though I still drank. I got a job at a grocery store, and I really thought things would change for the better.
I began to try to talk to other people, even though it became even more difficult now that I was in hell. One day, my boss decided to fire me because she thought my work ethic wasn't good enough, and my attitude wasn't pleasant enough. As a result, I also lost my apartment, and had to sleep in my car.
I began to search for a new place to work, when I ended up stumbling upon the Hazbin Hotel, a rehabilitation center in hell..? I decide to give it a shot! I walk into the place, scanning the lobby. I see a bar, which immediately gets me asking questions; why is there a bar in a rehab center? I don't know.
I'm spotted by a girl with blond hair and wide eyes, and she dashes over to me and shakes my hand vigorously. "Hi! I'm Charlie, welcome to my hotel! What brings you here, exactly?"
Seeing such an energetic and seemingly positive person in a place like this makes me feel much better about my future in hell. My eyes light up a bit, and I don't even speak for a second. I begin talking, my monotone voice spilling out of my mouth.
"Yeah, I'd like to find a place to work? Can I work here, maybe? And since this is a hotel, can I get a room? I'm kind of sleeping in my car at the moment." Charlie nods, and I was hired on the spot. No interview, no background check, no nothing.
I began living at the hotel, meeting all of its inhabitants. Angel dust, the pornstar who lived a floor down from me. He was pretty nice to talk to when he wasn't drunk or making sex jokes. Vaggie was very mature and sensible, and I had a feeling she was keeping this whole thing going, and not having it just crash and burn. Husk was the little cat demon who worked behind the bar. I liked talking to him, we both liked to complain about our animal ears we got stuck with. And the last person I had met was Alastor.
