- Yandere Alastor x Fem Reader - - - - After living with Alexithymia and Depression for 21 years Y/n is finally calling quits and is deciding to end her own life, a devastating incident with her and her older brother makes the two of you ended up in one place or the other, while discovering the new area on your own you couldn't help but to notice a strange feeling of being watched from a far. Stumbling upon a mysterious hotel a man dressed all in red has taken quite a liking to you, a real good liking. Along they way she picks up a thing or two and reflects on her previous life choices yet only for her precious core memories to be replaced with this man in red. Who could this strange man be? And what did he want from you? - - "You're mine.. darling. All mine." - - DISCLAIMERS- nudity, harsh language, violence, traumatic experiences, assault, possibly light smut, use of drugs and Alcohol. - - Vivziepop owns Hazbin Hotel- and characters Art/music isn't mine- unless I say it is :-) - Thank you/ shoutout to @ZAONIAC for the idea!

Alastor X F.Reader - Not In Canon - NSFW - Viewer Discretion Is Advised I do not own the art displayed and all characters of Hazbin Hotel are owned by Vivziepop. Author Note: WELP GUYZ, I'm gonna give this a good ol' try and see if you all like it. Not a big fanfiction writer, so hopefully we can figure this out together! ^_~ ---- This isn't how you imagined your life would go, nor that it would be taken from you so quickly. Life is fragile and it's fleeting. Like time itself is always speeding up, year after year until... It stops. Frightened after having been ripped suddenly from the world of the living, you're now in a much more sinister place that's unimaginable. Filled with terror, anarchy and bloodlust, you'll have to learn to navigate this existence, and quickly. Still reeling from your untimely death, you haven't had a chance to process death, what you've become, or what you're capable of. An unlikely cast of demons is willing to help you, but at what cost to you? --- "My dear, don't be shy! Turn that frown upside down! You're in great company this evening, surely you can find solace in that!" Alastor swept one arm up, open handed, gesturing in a wide birth, as though unveiling paradise for me to be mesmerized by all there is to behold. "...This is hell. Actual hell. Literal hell. The definition. This is ridiculous. You're---" The words were forced, choked out through a contracting throat. Each word burning as I spoke them. I walk to the radio sitting on the lobby desk, shaking my head as though it'll help to will the words out. I reach for the off switch, my mind begging for all of this madness to end. The chaos in this lobby is dizzying. Before I slide the switch to off, still choking on my words, I'm interrupted. Alastor's voice isn't cheery anymore. The static rasp deepens, his every word reverberating in my body.. all I can do is freeze in place. "Darling, Let The Radio Play."

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THIS HAS SOME TRIGGERS PLEASE BE AWARE OF THAT! "Do you promise to never leave my side?" You hesitate to answer his question, his closeness making it harder to breathe. "Y/n.. did you hear me?" "Yes Alastor, I'll never leave your side." • • • • Murdered in the forest at age 18- y/n was greeted at the gates of hell.. with no recollections of how you managed to ended up in such a place, you're taken to liking by a young man named Alastor.. is he a friend or a foe? • • • • DISCLAIMERS- nudity, harsh language, violence, traumatic experiences, assault, possibly light smut, use of drugs and Alcohol. female reader x Alastor • • Vivziepop owns Hazbin Hotel- and characters • Art/music isn't mine- unless I say it is :-)