Hazbin Hotel one-shots

Sir Pentious x Suicidal reader

This one is for @sanata101 . sorry it took me so long. Shit happens lol. anyway, Obvious TRIGGER WARNING!!! Sorry, I had to or else no one is going to read this. anyway enjoy.

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Sobs racked your body as you sat in the tub, cuts littering your arms and legs. You thought about everything. Everything that's happened to you. While you were alive, and while you were dead. You laughed as you cried. It's fun to laugh when you're sad. It shows your strong, you thought at least. You heard the front door open and close, a familiar slithering of scales against the carpet. 

'Shit' you thought. 'I thought he'd be home later.' "Darling?!" Pentious shouted as he looked for his love. Not knowing what they had done. Red coated the bottom of the tub, as your eyes grew heavy and black spots covering your vision. 

Things had gone quiet on Peti's end. A little too quiet. Suddenly, the bathroom door slammed open. there Pentious stood, staring at your nearly passed out body. Terror filled his soul as he saw you, covered in your own blood. 

"Y-Y/n...What did you do?" He whispered. you fell into the depths of unconsciousness. Sir Pentious quickly grabbed your body and brought you to his lab. Sure he wasn't a doctor, but he knew enough to keep you alive. And with that, he began fixing you up.

TIMESKIP 

"h-huh?" you said, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you sat up. you looked at your now bandaged wrists. 'You fucking failure.' you thought as you picked at them, wanting them off. Just then, pentious slithered in with two cups of hot tea. he looked up from the two cups nearly dropping them as he saw you picking at the bandages he had put on. He swiftly sat the teacups down and grabbed both of you wrists, easily pulling them away from each other. 

You looked at your Snake lover, only to see tears streaming from his big, almost puppy dog-like, eyes. Sobs erupted from him as he squeezed your wrists a little tighter. Making them hurt slightly.

"PenPen, that hurts." You said, using the affectionate nickname you started calling him scinced you two had moved in together. He quickly wrapped both arms around you, holding you to his chest as if that would shield you from you destructive thought.

"I know you're in pain. And, as much as I want you to be okay, I know it's not that easy. I wish there was a way for you to be okay and for you to not hurt yourself anymore. as much as I want that to be the case, I know it's not. I know its unrealistic. All I want you to do is, do something a little less permanent? I know you can't stop it in a day, but at least do something that won't leave a scar. you can hold an ice cube on your hand rally tight till it hurts, or something. But before you do that, call me, talk to me for at least fifteen minutes before you do it, and if you still feel like doing it you can. Just please, talk to me." He said, softly. He didn't want to scare you or hurt you more than you already were. 

You nodded. Silently crying. Tears of remorse, mixed with happiness cascaded down your cheeks. you were sorry he had to find out this way, but also happy that he wasn't forcing you to stop, that he knew that this was an addiction and not something that you could stop overnight. 

a sudden sound of thudding stope both of you, looking to the closed door. And from that door a swarm of egg bois came rushing in, all wanting to hug you. (One bringing bandaids to put on your head) You laughed as you cuddled with the egg bois ad talked with pentious. 

The later it got, the more tired you and pen grew. You fell asleep soon after the last egg boi left. 

"I love you Y/n, too much to say." Sir pentious said as he kissed your forehead, falling asleep himself. You smiled in your sleep, cuddling next to him. 

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Alright, guys quick A/n. I know what it feels like to feel your hopeless, and that o one can help you, shit, I'm still struggling with self-harm. but, all im saying is that I may not be the best at comforting but, all I can really do is cry with you guys and just, relate. hope you enjoyed. Be strong. I'm rooting for ya