Me: hello! I'm back with a new story. My others have been slow to update due to some rewriting. I'm sorry for the delay. This story I hope will make up for it.
Also! New series!! I love Hazbin Hotel so much! Congrats Vivziepop! ( I hope I spelled it right)
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A guy with (f/c) hair walked down the street with a black hoodie covering his face. He walked down the side walk proudly looking at the few poor souls that showed themselves. He held the hand of a much smaller figure. A little girl with (y/e/c), and long brown hair smiled up to the male.
"Papa! Where are we going?" The little girl asked.
"It's a secret," The guy replies with a smile.
The little girl huffs, but still walks along with her father. The father walked down the street a little further and a large sign with Hazbin Hotel appeared over a tall building.
"Here we go, sweetie. See that hotel? We'll be staying there for tonight." He says as he squeezes her hand. "I hope..." he mutters.
"But isn't that the princess's hotel? Can we meet her daddy!? Please~?" The brunette child child asked with big puppy dog eyes, bouncing around.
The father sighs and nods. "Yes. We'll be meeting her. I'm sure the two of you will get along just fine."
The two walk along and the male opens the door. His daughter walk in and he leads her to the front desk. No one was there. He see's a bell and rings it. The two only have to wait a minute before Alastor walks in.
Alastor. The radio demon. The murderer and cannibal that broadcast his slaughters for all to here. One of the strongest overlords of hell.
The male looks at Alastor with a serious, but cordial smile. "It's been a hot minute, Alastor." He greets.
Alastor gives him the same maniacal smile he keeps for most people. "(Y/n). And to what do I owe the pleasure of our meeting?"
(Y/n) eyes him wearily and clears his throat. "I would like you to meet my daughter, Pattie."
He pauses and looks to Pattie who waves shyly. Alastor waves back.
"Of course. Greetings Pattie, Welcome to the Happy Hotel." He introduces.
"I am here to seek protection. I know we haven't been on bad terms, while not the best. But you're the most powerful demon I trust." (Y/N) continues as he rubs Pattie's hair.
Alastor keeps his smile, but it twitches to something a little softer. Curiosity fills him.
"Why don't we take this to the parlor?" Alastor suggests.
"Yes, that would be prefered." (Y/n) replied and followed Alastor to the seating area where the couch was.
As the three sat down Alastor continued his slight torment of (Y/n).
"And what pray tell elicits such a grovel from the famed Vampire Bat himself?" Alastor asks in his staticky, sarcastically sweet voice.
"To be frank I have two other over lords after my territory and my daughter has been threatened. You no doubt know how I feel about such... death wishes." (Y/n) gripped the couch enough for a few pin pricks to tear the sofa.
Alastor smirked in a more devilish nature. "Well, seeing how entertaining this is I simply must insist you stay!"
(Y/n) gave a strained smile and said, "Thank you. And what besides entertainment may I offer as payment? I know you'll want more, you sick fuck."
Alastor felt his smile twitch in anger. "How right you are! I rather think your singing would do just fine."
(Y/n) blinked, his smile slipping from his face. He quickly fixed his smile and replied, "A song or something? Is that all?"
Alastor's smile widens, "Indeedly do! That's all I ask. I get to broadcast songs of my own choosing, performed by none other than yourself."
(Y/n) eyes him, "I'm sure you know what my singing can do. Is that a requirement as well?"
Alastor shook his head, "No, no! That's not why I'm employing your voice. My station needs something different from its usual jazz and swing. I figured your voice would be a nice addition."
(Y/n) nods, "Will this contract me to you or is this an open agreement among gentlemen?"
Alastor squints a bit, "I'm making this deal as equals my batty fellow!"
(Y/n) smiles and sticks a hand out, "Deal!"
Alastor shakes and a large green light erupts with wind blowing.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Darling!" Alastor smiles genuinely.
Pattie sighed and shifted on the couch, she's continued this pattern for the whole conversation, both adults ignoring the child's energy.
(Y/n) looks to Pattie and smiled softly. "Alright, Pattie. We're doing discussing. Anything you wish to do?"
Pattie looks at Alastor and asks, "Do you like strawberry ice cream!? Cause I could share some with you! That wouldn't be a problem right, papa?"
(Y/n) sighs and puts a hand on his face, "If you desire it, Sweetums." He manifests an ice cream for her.
Alastor clears his throat at the scene and looks away. "Well now! How about I check you in and show you to our lovely owner!"
Pattie starts licking her ice cream and then walks over to Alastor and pulls on his coat. "Didn't you want some?"
(Y/n) is quick to pull her back and prepared to scold her when he is interrupted by Alastor.
"No, little belle. I don't like sweets very often." Alastor then kneeled before her and tossled her hair.
(Y/n) was rigid and watched intently with a blank face. Pattie only giggled and shrugged.
"Your loss mister Alastor!" She said before running off, laughing.
(Y/n) looked to Alastor, "I apologise for her lack of fear. She's strong and has met many powerful demons so she's adopted a carefree attitude to dealing with them." (Y/n) then goes to look for Pattie.
Alastor only laughs, "It's perfectly fine! After all, what better way to entertain others than with such a pure smile."
Alastor sees them walk off and simply turn to go and find Charlie to inform her of their newest resident.
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Me: hey! Just trying this out! I don't know how you'll feel about it, but there's a lot of history here. I hope to continue and I hope you like it!
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Alastor x Male Reader
RomanceYou, Overlord of the eastern half of Pentagon city, are the Vampire Bat. You've been taking care of your child since you've arrived in hell. It's taken you years to solidify your position, but since then You've been threatened by other powers. This...