Y/N’s journey to Hell begins with an unusual pull—a gentle, haunting feeling of nostalgia as she descends into the familiar underworld. Cloaked in her iconic veil, she is met with a mixture of awe and whispers from demons. Her presence in Hell has always carried an air of mystery, but now that her celestial power and true identity are known, demons both fear and respect her return.
Y/N makes her way to the Hazbin Hotel, its unusual warmth and eccentric energy bringing back a flood of memories. As she steps inside, Charlie is the first to notice her, eyes lighting up in pure joy. “Y/N! I can’t believe it’s you!” Charlie exclaims, rushing to pull her old friend into a hug. The two of them laugh, reminiscing over past moments, and for the first time in what feels like centuries, Y/N feels the simple, healing warmth of friendship.
Their reunion doesn’t go unnoticed, however. Alastor appears, that familiar smirk on his face, his eyes sparking with intrigue and a hint of something deeper. “Well, if it isn’t the elusive Y/N, gracing us with her presence once more. Couldn’t resist, could you?” he teases, leaning against the wall, eyes never leaving her. Y/N smiles politely, feeling his gaze linger in a way that sends a warmth through her she can’t quite place.
As they continue talking, Lucifer’s presence becomes evident. Standing nearby, he watches the interaction between Y/N and Alastor with veiled interest, his own gaze holding a mixture of curiosity and quiet intensity. He steps forward, offering her a rare smile. “Y/N,” he greets, his voice smooth and somehow soft in a way that catches her off guard. “Hell seems brighter with you here.” His words are subtle, yet there’s a weight behind them that leaves Y/N momentarily speechless.
In this moment, she finds herself caught between two intense presences—Alastor’s dark playfulness and Lucifer’s steady confidence. Both seem captivated by her, each man drawn in his own way to her unique spirit and power. She notices the silent tension between the two, though neither says anything direct, their rivalry hidden in veiled comments and subtle glances.
Afterward, Y/N and Charlie break away for a quiet walk through the gardens near the hotel. It’s a peaceful escape, where Charlie opens up about her hopes and struggles, even confessing that she still believes in the potential for good in Hell. Listening, Y/N feels a renewed sense of purpose, though a part of her is distracted, her thoughts drifting back to her interactions with Alastor and Lucifer. She can’t help but wonder where her path might lead—and who, if anyone, might be by her side as she continues to walk it.
As they part, Lucifer and Alastor watch her, each man hiding a spark of longing behind their usual composure, leaving Y/N to ponder the feelings that stir within her heart.
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The Forgotten Celestial (Hazbin hotel AU)
FanficIn the beginning, Y/N awoke in Heaven with no name, no past, and a hidden purpose that even the highest of angels could not explain. Trained as the commander of Heaven's Exorcists, Y/N became the unyielding sword between worlds, fighting to maintain...
