The events of Hazbin Hotel has been resolved, miraculously the hotel is running smoothly with sinners being steadily redeemed. Exterminations are over, and Hell is settling into a new status quo. Que Y/n being brought the hotel out of luck - a spunky, devious, and very affectionate calico-cat demoness with a lot more underneath her positive exterior. She captures the attention of Alastor and subsequently Lucifer, resulting in the two fighting over Y/n's affections. Follow the trio as they support and heal each other in this new Hell. Subscribe to my newsletter for announcements on my ongoing works and more: https://substack.com/@artiranth WARNING: LEMONS PRESENT. A lot of it. I repeat, LEMONS ARE PRESENT AND NUMEROUS. Please see disclaimers for more details.

⚠️THIS WAS WRITTEN AFTER SEASON TWO SO THERE WILL BE SOME SPOILERS SO BE AWARE⚠️ Y/N is obsessed with true crime. She reads about brutal murders and watches documentaries in her free time. But one day she comes across a case that sparks her interest even more. 'SMALL TOWN RADIO HOST ALASTOR TURNS SERIAL KILLER'. She becomes obsessed with reading and watching everything she can about his case trying to figure out why he did all those things. When Y/N first arrives in hell however, she wakes up surrounded by the members of the hotel including a...radio demon? She soon finds out that hes not the psyco he seems and obsession over his story might actually turn into love. This is my first time writing fanfiction but ill try my best to cater to all you sinners. 🥲 Started: January 13th, 2026 Finished: May 10th, 2026

Y/N came to the Hazbin Hotel to help Charlie save sinners. She didn't expect to need saving from her own past. Especially not when that past came with a devilish smile, a crackling voice, and eyes she had once fallen far too hard for. Alastor. She was supposed to be over him. She needed to be over him. But living under the same roof as the Radio Demon proves one dangerous truth: Some people don't leave your heart just because they left your life. And in Hell, old flames don't die. They burn hotter. Hello all, it's my first time writing and I really hope you all like it. Disclaimer: The picture isn't mine.

"I ache for the touch of your lips, dear, but much more for the touch of your whips dear." ༒︎ When Lucifer fell, he wasn't alone. [Y/N] Pyrebloom, a fellow seraphim, was by his side, swayed by his ideas and knowledge and when presented with Heaven's hypocrisy and lies, chose to follow him to the depths below. She stayed loyal to her friend, and over time became his right-hand to the throne of Hell and adopted a knack for torture when she needed to get her way. Needless to say, she was bound to get kicked out of Heaven eventually. When the annual post-extermination day ball rolls around, [Y/N] finds herself in the usual spectacles of extravagancy and light that is the gala, with Overlords, Deadly Sins, and other high-class Denizens of Hell alike all dressed in ritzy suits and ties and over-the-top, sparkling ball gowns. What she didn't expect, however, was to come across a certain classy burgundy-and-ebony-haired Overlord who seemed to delight in the pain her presence brought him. She knew him. It was her he had sold his soul to. ︎ ༒︎ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Alastor x Reader] [Lucifer x Reader] [Vox x Reader] [Contains Smut] ༒︎ #2 in #hazbinhotel out of 1,000+ #4 in #alastor out of 1,000+ ༒︎ Disclaimer: I do not own the Hazbin Hotel franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ༒︎ Began: March 26, 2024 Completed: ??? Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: ??? ༒︎ FANFICTION OF: Hazbin Hotel

"I like the way you think, Radio Demon." "And you, Miss Hell en Pointe." ୨୧ [Y/N] [L/N] ─ also known as Miss Kitty, also known as Miss Hell on Heels, er, Hell En Pointe. A recently deceased southern belle with a knack for all forms of dancing (particularly ballet), she knows exactly how she got into Hell. She made a deal with the most menacing, powerful, grinning, and enticing Overlord in existence ─ the Radio Demon. She met him once on Earth, made a deal, and hopes to never meet him again... especially not in Hell of all places. After a depressingly purposeless stroll through Hell, [Y/N] winds up on the doorstep of the Hazbin Hotel. Bored yet reluctant, she accepts a rosy-cheeked, sweet little demon girl's invitation to stay and immediately regrets it afterward when she comes into contact with none other than an infamous scarlet and ebony-haired Demon named Alastor. She immediately decides that she hates him, and he quickly decides he despises her just as much... However, he owns her, and she wants out of it ─ she wants her soul back... whatever it takes. ୨୧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Alastor x Reader] [Contains Smut] ୨୧ #2 in "alastor" out of 1,000+ #1 in "alastorxreader" out of 1,000+ #13 in "hazbinhotel" out of 1,000+ ୨୧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Hazbin Hotel franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ୨୧ Began: February 18, 2024 Completed: March 21, 2024 Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: 70k ୨୧ FANFICTION OF: Hazbin Hotel

It's not the hunger revealing, nor the ricochet in the cage. • • • A few years and counting. Y/N was sent to hell for being a heartless murderer- out of character, for someone like her. She began to feel a linger of care tickle in her hands when she began helping people up, which led her on the path of meeting the princess. Sure, she didn't believe in redemption. Not physically, at least. The hate began washing from her bones, pooling down into her skin and muscles instead: a good state of mind never guaranteed good actions. One (completely random) day, she decided to go on a walk. After Charlie tried to desperately stop her, something felt off. Streets too crowded, homes too bright, people too riled up.. Extermination day. • • • LONG slowburn. if you're very impatient skip to 16

After years in the spotlight as a popstar, plagued by relentless schedules and manufactured personas, you seek refuge from this draining career. Stumbling into the chaotic world of the Hazbin Hotel, hoping for anonymity and a fresh start. There, amidst the hotel's quirky residents and their dreams of redemption, she unexpectedly finds herself drawn to the hotel's charming but troubled, Lucifer Morningstar. Their connection deepens as you begin to rediscover your passion for music, now singing for yourself and finding solace in Lucifer's surprisingly gentle soul, leading to an unlikely and fiery romance.

When a Seraphim is forced to make an impossible choice between Heaven's rigid order and her own compassion, Y/N sacrifices everything to save the one soul she was never meant to touch- Alastor, the Radio Demon. Her act of mercy forges an impossible angelic bond, a connection powerful enough to shake Heaven, Hell... and them both. Cast out and grounded, her wings damaged beyond repair, Y/N descends to the Hazbin Hotel, where kindness is a rarity and redemption is a dream. She finds unexpected warmth in Charlie's mission- and unexpected danger in Alastor's lingering gaze. But a bond like theirs attracts attention. Warning: Smut Fluff and language <3

Plot description: Y/n a new overlord, She's already became one of the strongest overlords only being here for 8 months. Her rise in power has caught the attention of the vee's. Well More of Vox's attention. He sees you as threat since you are in business with his one and only rival, Alastor the radio demon. You help Alastor with promoting and advertising his show. Y/n has her own business where she invents stuff and promotes her business on Alastors show. Vox wants her on his team, and he's willing to do ANYTHING to have y/n. (This is an AU. Non of this is related to the original plot of the show. There's no hotel, and the only character from the main cast minus Alastor is Angel since Val owns his soul. In this story radio is just as popular as tv.) WRITTEN IN 3RD PERSON OMNISCIENT VIEW , THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE TOPICS, AND A LOT OF CUSSING. RATED R SCENES I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY EXPECT ONE

Vox x Female Reader [TW - contains unsettling themes] ✩ After your first bi-annually extermination in Hell, the previous company that you were employed by had been brutally murdered by the exterminators and you had no line of work. You needed to find a new job, and you managed to spot a listing available... It was to become the secretary of Vox, the Overlord of Media. Would you survive? ✩