A hurricane leaves something behind at your hotel. His name is Abaddon. He's cruel, ancient, soaked to the bone, and very clearly not human. When he tells you what he really is, he expects you to run. You give him a room instead. What starts as shelter turns into quiet companionship, late-night conversations, and a demon who follows you down hallways like a feral cat that's decided you belong to him now. In early-1900s New York, you offer warmth to something that has only ever known fear - and in doing so, change both of your lives forever. A slow-burn Abaddon x Reader romance about kindness, obsession, and loving the devil gently. (TW. Angst, Lemon, Smut. Fluff!)

Like everyone else, you got transformed into the Digital Circus and you just so happened to have a mime avatar. Mimes can't talk right? Can't talk about complex feelings, or hold an actual conversation, you and Jax have a LOT in common. Including abstractions.

[Aged up! Abaddon x reader] A single mom with three kids, one adopted, operates a haunted hotel, aided by her late brother's ghost who believes they can have ingenious ideas despite his ethereal state, and the demon boy who is infatuated with her oldest child.