Alastor X Female Reader 🔞 You and Alastor have been best friends since you were 5 years old. With Alastor being the famous serial killer of your time, not realising that his actions will end your life short on earth. Will your time in hell be cut short being reunited with the now radio demon? ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Start date: 11/04/2024 End date: 11/08/2024 Please read the Author Notes Warnings will apply for triggers such as smut, depression, violence, etc. for the safety of the reader. 18+ All Hazbin Hotel characters belong to the creator Vivziepop

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣. 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮? 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙯𝙚𝙣𝙨-𝙣𝙤, 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙛𝙛 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝. ❧☙ I don't see too many fanfics on here of this man, so I decided to take matters into my own hands!!! Any artwork (Unless specified otherwise) is NOT mine! Just enjoy, I guess :3 Will be trying to post 𝙏𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 and 𝙏𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨, but it's not a guarantee. ❧☙ ʜɪɢʜᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢꜱ! #3 in ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴜʀᴇ #1 in ꜱᴇʙᴀꜱᴛɪᴀɴꜱᴏʟᴀᴄᴇ #1 in ꜰᴀɴᴡᴏʀᴋ #1 in ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴜʀᴇʀᴏʙʟᴏx #1 in ꜱᴇʙᴀꜱᴛɪᴀɴꜱᴏʟᴀᴄᴇxʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ #3 in ʀᴏʙʟᴏx #1 in ᴜʀʙᴀɴꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ

Dropped into a world she was never meant to be a part of, Aria finds herself cold and alone. Aimlessly she wanders through the streets of hell, just trying to survive within this brutal world. She has no recollection of her death or even why she was sent to hell. She arrives confused and scared. Her memories seem to be patchy, skipping through moments and feelings. Ever since she's arrived, Aria felt as if she were missing something important. The ghosts of her life on earth are haunting her... If only she could remember. ** This is the sequel to Haunted. Aria and any art belongs to me. Hazbin Hotel and the characters within it belong to Viv.

Moving into a new house on your own is never easy. Aria moves away from the city into a new home, deep within the forest on the outskirts of the small Louisiana town she grew up in. She never heard the stories of the old rickety house, she only saw the price tag and figured it was too good to pass up. One night is all it takes for her to realize why the price was so pretty. ** Hazbin hotel and Alastor of course belong to Viv. Aria and any art pieces in this book belong to me. The cover belongs to me.

❝𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰; 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰.❞ After handling the God of Mischief along with the army of the Chitauri, the Avengers are hoping to catch a break but things are never that simple. Where there are heroes, chaos always tend to follow. But they firmly believe they can handle someone as simple as a petty thief, that is until she has made nearly all of them a victim of her sticky finger profession. [Book One] [MARVEL AVENGERS AU] [Quote by Nikita Gill]

Book 2 Everyone knew the story of the Boy Who Lived. But many weren't familiar with the story of the Girl Who Knitted. Eleanor Ross knitted her way to victory, her knitted garments protected those who fought against the Dark Lord and his followers, and to think it all started with a prank. Back in their fifth year of Hogwarts, Fred and George Weasley attempted to unleash one of their pranks on the unsuspecting Hufflepuff, and when it failed, they were determined to figure out how Eleanor deflected every single one of their attempts. They discovered so much more. George discovered that knitting posed an actual threat. Fred discovered that behind the innocent knitting was a fearless badger ready to fight. Eleanor discovered that she fell in love with a boy who smelled like gunpowder and cinnamon. The war might have been over, but the adventure was far from it. Book One: Tightly Knit Book Two: Gunpowder and Cinnamon Book Three : TBA

Talent comes in all forms and all ranges. A lone violinist by the name of Calypso wonders to Mount Rageous to escape from a reality that has scared her both physically and mentally. She has no words, but her strings help speak her mind? The only thing is, will the residence listen? I know there are not a lot of fan fic out there for this guy. So I thought I would take a crack at it , let me know what you think?