Blood Lust (Yandere! Hazbin Hotel x Reader)

Five

A/N;
What did September bring me?
- My boyfriend breaking up with me
- sepsis infection!
- a tumor!
- losing my job!

Since the author curse wants me so damn bad, I have returned.

Have I showered this week? No! Have I ate today? No! Have I rewatched most  hazbin hotel episodes? Yes!

Enjoy - heavily unedited and maybe not even biblically accurate. Also I love yall

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  It's been a solid week since you've begun your life at the Hazbin Hotel. It's been amazing! You love talking to the other residents, and you still get to spend time with your darling Alastor!

Today was your feeding day, an important and emotional day. You no longer had periods since you were a sinner, but your emotions were high sprung and a little all over the place - just like they were back in the human world.

Currently, you sat on your soft silk sheets, a pout on your soft lips and a bowl of 'devilish chocolate chip' ice cream in your lap.

Alastor had been called away that morning for some emergency overlord business, so you hadn't gotten your feeding time yet!

But, Alastor had soothed your whines with little kisses on the head, promising his swift and speedy return.

That had been hours ago! And you were already feeling that stabbing pains in your gums and the light headedness from your lack of blood.

The other residents were heavily worried about you, often coming by and knocking at your door. They had pleaded for you to come out - even if it was just for a moment.

Although you had greatly appreciated their concern, you were in no mood for any sort of social interaction at the moment, so you had forced your voice to sound cheery as possible as you had shoo'ed them away.

You were starting to feel aches deep in your stomach, like a void had opened up within you. And with Alastor still nowhere in sight, you were beginning to grow desperate.

A soft, almost unsure knock sounded at the door, quickly snapping you out of your stupor.

"(Y/N), I know you said you were okay, but I'm really really worried about you! You know you can talk to me about anything- so please please unlock this door!"

It was Charlie, sweet innocent Charlie. Your mouth watered slightly as you stumbled your way to the door.

You could practically smell her scent through the door. It was soft and sweet - just like her. You bet her blood would taste the same. And surely she wouldn't mind right? Your first week had been so productive on making friends, and Charlie was so happy to get you anything you wanted.

No! No.

You felt guilty enough taking Alastor's blood. If it weren't for the fact that he seemed to enjoy it, you would've sooner starved yourself. But Charlie wasn't Alastor.

With a soft whine, you quickly stopped yourself. Forcing yourself to fall to the ground, anything to stop yourself from opening that door.

Your whine must've alerted Charlie, as she began to bang onto the door.

"(y/N)! My love! Are you okay? Are you hurt?! Please open!"

You didn't trust yourself to speak properly, but you couldn't handle knowing you were causing Charlie to worry so openly.

With a shaky hand and unsteady breath, you pushed yourself back onto your feet, gently reaching for the door knob.

With a determined look, you opened it, smiling weakly at Charlie as you stood still.