𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 || ɪɴ 1956 ɴᴇᴡ ᴏʀʟᴇᴀɴꜱ, ʏ/ɴ ʟ/ɴ ᴅʀɪꜰᴛꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴅɪɴɢʏ ᴅɪɴᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴅɪᴏ, ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴏᴜᴛʀᴜɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴀ ʟᴀᴛᴇ-ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴊᴀᴢᴢ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴀᴍ ʜᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ-ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴀʟᴀꜱᴛᴏʀ ʜᴀʀᴛꜰᴇʟᴛ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴅʀᴀɢꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇʙɪʀᴅ, ᴀ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡʏ ᴊᴀᴢᴢ ʙᴀʀ ᴘᴜʟꜱɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴀxᴏᴘʜᴏɴᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ, ʏ/ɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟᴀꜱᴛᴏʀ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ-ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʏ/ɴ'ꜱ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ. ᴀꜱ ᴊᴀᴢᴢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴡɪɴᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ-ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜰᴜꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ʙᴜʀɪᴇᴅ. //// (𝗔.𝗡: 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝟭𝟵𝟰𝟬 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹 𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝟱𝟬'𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 f

When his death took you from him, it was only fair for your death brought him back to you. Through life, through death, you would always be by each others side. ~~~ All respective characters belong to Vivziepop!

Same plot as "Dance with me" but I've decided to rewrite it and change the name of it. There will be some changes in the plot and characters , some characters will act and look a liiiiiiiiittle different Characters not affiliated with Hazbin Hotel are mine 😼 Cover drawn by me ! :D

you met him by chance. Alastor belongs to vivziepop not me! yeah idk enjoy the story

Discontinued - Being rewritten <3 You were born in New Orleans, Louisiana, 1900. You grew up with Alastor ever since meeting him in the third grade. You had lived right by him up until you were 16, your parents finally able to open a bakery like they wanted, they moved. Leaving New Orleans, leaving him. After 7 years, being 23 years old, you moved back. Though, soon after moving back, tragedy struck the town, a serial killer. _______________༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶________________ All hazbin hotel characters belong to vivziepop, and the reader in this story is female. Characters not from the show belong to me ≧◡≦

I stand up straight before making my way down the stairs. "So, then why do you want to help her if you don't believe in her cause?" I ask as I eye him up and down. Alastor's ear-to-ear smile falters slightly as he turns his head to look at me. "Ah, if it isn't the eldest Morningstar." He says as he takes a step away from Charlie and Vaggie. I reach the bottom of the stairs as I stop and stand next to them giving Alastor a look of annoyance. He just continues to smile at me before answering my question. "Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself!" He pulls Charlie close to him and twirls her, making me glare slightly. "I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure!" ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 06/19/2024 Ended: ??? ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Rankings: #3 - theradiodemonxreader (07/07/24) ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

Y/n is the owner of the biggest casino in hell, and is one of many powerful overlords, even being part of the Vee's, under the name Vegas, as she was known as one of the best gamblers in all of Las Vegas when she was alive. Along the way she meets a certain radio demon... An Alastor x Fem! Reader, spoilers to the Hazbin hotel series. ---------------- First book so bare with me Cover art is not mine I don't own Hazbin hotel or any of the characters

How were you supposed to know a dusty old book would actually do something? Sure, life sucked for you, but you were NOT desperate enough to believe in religion and stuff. Magic, religion, hope, all of that was for those who haven't survived the hell you're in. All you had done was find an old book in your stepfather's study. A place that was supposed to be off limits to you. He was out so why not poke about? You didn't believe in magic, this is the real world, not some fantasy. Doesn't explain how you ended up here, but let's go from the top shall we? From the moments before you picked that dusty book up and ended up in New Orleans during the roaring 20's, meeting such a handsome radio host~ Warnings: Abuse (of like all the kinds-), drugs, underage drinking, not beta-read, darkfic. Disclaimer: No way will this be as good as most of my works works. This is my brain on brain-rot, either way it may still be a good read

"Happy Valentine's Day my darling. I couldn't have asked for a better surprise today." He says pulling me in closer to him as he kisses my lips quickly. "I guess being on the air today was worth it then." Alastor replies as I start to laugh again. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 02/07/2024 Ended: 02/07/2024 ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

"Well hello there." He says in his usual cheerful tone. "So you're the little demon that's been stepping in my territory for the past seven years." His voice becomes more sinister as he keeps speaking. I scoot back on the bed some more to create some distance between the two of us. "And what if I am?" "Well. That's not very nice." He says in a faux-nicety that makes it clear he's not going to play along. "I'm the radio demon, dear. You don't get to waltz into the pride ring and just start making noise on the radio. That's my job." ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── (Y/N) was one of many VoxTek workers until Vox promoted her to be his assistant. She helped him with much of the behind the scenes work and eventually became close with Vox, Val, and Velvette. When Alastor refused Vox's offer to become part of the Vee's and disappeared shortly after Vox decided that (Y/N) will become the new head of radio in Alastor's absence. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 03/03/2024 Ended: 07/15/2024 ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Rankings: #1 - alastor (07/05/24) #2 - theradiodemonxreader (07/07/24) ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───