[Vincent Whittman/Vox x Fem!Reader (Hazbin Hotel)] - A city wired for sound, screens, and spectacle. Vincent Whittman built an empire on broadcast signals and blind devotion. His voice reaches everywhere. His audience listens without question. What begins as entertainment slowly mutates into something far more dangerous-until admiration turns into obedience. Enter Y/N L/N: meticulous, observant, and assigned as Vincent's personal assistant. Working behind the screens that make him untouchable, she manages schedules, calibrates equipment, and keeps the machine running smoothly. She knows his habits, his temper, and the systems that amplify his influence. She also notices the cracks forming long before anyone else dares to. As Vincent evolves into Vox, his following grows-and so does his hunger. Praise becomes currency. Silence becomes threat. Vox demands loyalty without hesitation, while Y/N begins to question the cost of keeping him on the air. In a world ruled by screens and voices, resistance doesn't look like rebellion. It looks like hesitation. And Vox never ignores hesitation. When control finally collapses, it doesn't end where it should. Hell has reception. And some connections don't break when the signal dies. --- ⚠️ **Content / Trigger Warnings: Psychological manipulation, cult dynamics, violence, death, dark themes, power imbalance, morally gray characters. This story follows a **female reader × Vox (straight)** dynamic. While other characters may have LGBTQ identities consistent with the original series, the central romance focuses solely on Y/N and Vox. All characters and scenarios belong to Vivienne Medrano (VivziePop). This is a fictional fan work.

[Alastor x Fem!Reader (HazbinHotel)] --- ̷O̷̷h̷, ̷t̷̷h̷̷e̷ ̷t̷̷h̷̷r̷̷i̷̷l̷̷l̷ ̷o̷̷f̷ ̷t̷̷h̷̷e̷ ̷d̷̷o̷̷u̷̷b̷̷l̷̷e̷ ̷l̷̷i̷̷f̷̷e̷ ̷ W̷̷h̷̷o̷ ̷w̷̷i̷̷l̷̷l̷ ̷t̷̷h̷̷e̷̷y̷ ̷b̷̷e̷ ̷t̷̷o̷̷n̷̷i̷̷g̷̷h̷̷t̷? ̷ T̷̷h̷a̷̷t̷'̷s̷ ̷t̷̷h̷̷e̷ ̷q̷̷u̷̷e̷̷s̷̷t̷̷i̷̷o̷̷n̷ --- New Orleans, 1930s. A city drowning in jazz, heavy fog, and blood-soaked secrets. The bodies are appearing with terrifying regularity-precise, staged, and utterly untraceable. While the police department flails in confusion, the city whispers of a monster hiding in plain sight. Enter Detective Y/N L/N: sharp, relentless, and an outsider in a department that wants her to fail. In a world of men who believe a woman's place isn't at a crime scene, she is the only one who can see the patterns emerging from the carnage. Every shadow holds a clue; every detail is a piece of a puzzle that only she can solve. But the most dangerous presence in the Crescent City isn't a ghost-it's Alastor. By day, he is the city's most charismatic radio host, a man with a velvet voice and a smile that never fades. He is enigmatic, untouchable, and seemingly fascinated by the new detective on the trail of the "Bayou Butcher". As Y/N is drawn into his orbit, the line between hunter and prey begins to blur. She must decide if Alastor is her only ally in a corrupt city-or the very source of the shadows she's trying to light. In a New Orleans where every mask hides a predator, Y/N is about to learn that some monsters don't hide in the dark. They smile at you through the radio waves. ----- ⚠️ Content / Trigger Warnings: Violence, murder, suspense, dark themes, morally gray characters. This story follows a female reader × Alastor (straight) romance. While other characters in Hell may have LGBTQ identities consistent with the original show, this story's romance focuses solely on the straight dynamic between Y/N and Al