"May I rise?" His question posed. "You may." He took your hand and placed a soft kiss upon your knuckles as a sign of respect, before standing before you. "You swear to me that you'll hold up on your end of the bargain?" "You have my word." You smiled. "Do we have a deal then, Alastor?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was 1929 when our dear beloved radio host had a close call and almost wound up in trouble. Deciding to call upon a Loa for help and assistance, he makes an egregious error and accidentally summoned a hellbound demon by the name of Y/n L/n. Deciding to take what help he can get, he takes her up when she offers him protection. (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) (Disclaimer: this story contains violence, gore, crude and vulgar language. Adult themes that may be not be suitable for some audiences such as sexuality, stressful situations, substance abuse, and morbid scenes. 18+, you have been warned. Proceed with caution.)

Hello fellow deer simps welcome to my oneshots book featuring the one, the only, radio demon. (Disclaimer/Warning: MATURE AND POSSIBLY DISTURBING CONTENT. That includes but isn't limited to drug and alcohol use, sexual content, triggering topics, violence and gore, basically material that is not suitable for *all* audiences. 18+!!! Proceed with caution, you have been warned.)

"You must be her." The gentleman in the center said. His already present smile widening into a toothy grin as he tipped his hat to you. "Enchantée." You recognized his voice as the man who had been doing most of the talking. "Who are you?" You choked out. "You may call me Alastor." He answered simply. "You're going to be coming with us, alright?" "I'm not going anywhere." You said with a sharp tongue and narrowed eyes. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter." The man sighed. Leather gloved hands brushed back a strand of his hair out of the way of his eyes. Looking over to the taller, more silent fellows of the trio before you he lowered his tone. "Get her in the car. Make sure no one outside is around to see." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is not your typical Alastor fic, in the sense that in this story he's also a mob boss and not just a radio host. If you're familiar with my work this shouldn't come as too much of a shock but this is probably going to be a very dark tale, that will touch up on some serious life issues and matters that may or may not be suitable/appropriate for all settings and audiences. 18+, graphic depictions such as violence, crude language, substance use/abuse, sexual themes and content, and triggering scenarios ensue: proceed with caution. I own absolutely zero hazbin characters and I certainly don't own you the reader. (Who I write as fem, apologies in advance.)

PLEASE READ: THIS IS A REIMAGINED HASHING OF A STORY I HAVE ALREADY WRITTEN. "All is Fair in Love and War" was my first Alastor X Reader story I ever wrote and published, and as much as I love it I kept thinking of how much my writing has improved since then and couldn't help but give it a rewrite. The original is still available under the same name (if you read it already and this looks familiar, that's why) but I wanted to try and give this another go for those who were interested. (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) **Warning, depictions of violence and gore, crude language, drug and alcohol use, themes that may be triggering and sexual content that otherwise might not be suitable for all audiences. (18+!!!!!!! Cannot stress that enough.) Several chapters with juicy adult content, if you don't like smut maybe don't read this, but if you insist there will be warnings at the top of each raunchy chapter. You have been warned.** I do not own the characters nor do l own hazbin hotel, and I certainly don't own you the reader.