fem!reader x alastor , for all you masochists, there will be smut or lemon idk what to call it:3

Love a man who's psychotic and charming. All smut with some romance, comedy, or maybe action thrown in. Get comfortable while you feel the details ;) Enjoy!

Y/N L/N. A normal sinner.. who ended up strong, what did she do? Who did she strike a deal with? Read and find out.

18+ ONLY | Mature / Graphic | Human Alastor x Reader ─────────── ⋆⋅🐊⋅⋆ "One little touch and the great voice of the airwaves flinches like a startled deer? I thought you enjoyed dangerous games, Alastor." 1920s-30s New Orleans. The bayou doesn't judge-it simply swallows. Y/N Lenoir has spent years feeding it drifters and fools who mistook her smile for an invitation. She's perfectly content living alone with her tangled hair, lace dresses stained by mud and blood, wild, untethered, and untamed. Until Alastor's voice spills from a radio and paints her in words no one else has ever dared: Dangerous. Ravishing. He saw every sharp edge of her... and smiled like he'd been waiting his whole life to be cut. Southern Gothic. Bloody. Unapologetically romantic.

18+ ONLY | Mature / Graphic | Alastor x Reader | Slow Burn | Loss of Innocence ─────────── ⋆⋅🥀🦌⋅⋆ "It's charming how dangerous you are when you blush..." "A touch that brings life to the dead and decay to the living..." Death was supposed to be the end, but for Y/N, it was just the beginning. Rescued by the infamous Radio Demon, Y/N finds herself caught between her desire for redemption and her growing fascination with the macabre. Alastor offers her more than just protection; he offers her a seat at his side, a home, and a love that is as terrifying as it is tender.

18+ ONLY | Mature / Graphic | Alastor x Reader | Slow Burn (with spicy payoff) ─────────── ⋆⋅🦌⋅⋆ She walked into the hotel planning to fake redemption and leave when she got bored. She didn't plan on Alastor. The Radio Demon sees every lie, every smirk, every spark of chaos she tries to hide-and he's having far too much fun peeling her apart. ─────────── ⋆⋅🎙️⋅⋆ ⚠️ This story contains explicit sexual content (lemons 🍋), including: • Rough sex • Blood play / marking / biting • Possessiveness, jealousy, and obsessive behavior (especially from Alastor) • Vulgar language, dirty talk, and strong swearing throughout • Power imbalance and dark dynamics ─────────── ⋆⋅📻⋅⋆ ⚠️ Additional warnings: • Heavy alcohol consumption and intoxication • Hard drug references (one instance, offered, declined) • Depictions of abusive/controlling relationships (Valentino & Angel Dust) • Canon-typical Hazbin Hotel themes: violence, murder, cannibalism, demonic/sinner lifestyle, dark humor • Emotional manipulation, mind games, and toxic attraction • Strong language and crude humor from the start ─────────── ⋆⋅🥀⋅⋆ Reader discretion is strongly advised. If any of the above topics are triggering for you, please do not read. This is fiction - consent, communication, and safety are non-negotiable in real life. ─────────── ⋆⋅🫀⋅⋆ I do not own any characters from Hazbin Hotel (credit to Vivziepop for her amazing world!). All other characters featured are mine. ─────────── ⋆⋅🌱⋅⋆

Esme's melody ceases, and she checks his scar before backing away. There's a pause, " Why didn't you come for me? " She asks coldly, staring at the floor without meeting his gaze. " Excuse me? " He was very much aware of what she was referring to, but kept his composure, even though that question hurt him deeply. " Don't play coy with me, you and I both know my memory has been restored. Why didn't you come for me when you died?! Did our lives mean nothing to you? " He takes a sharp inhale and looks away, " Of course, our lives meant something to me. " Esme's eyes glow brightly and her fangs drop from her mouth in obvious anger, " Then why didn't you come for me here?! Why leave me alone all this time?! " " Why?! You really have to ask me that?! " He shouts, his eyes burning with all of hell within them. ~ **SEQUEL TO 'A Siren's Spell' Human Alastor Fanfiction, PLEASE READ THAT BOOK FIRST* * TRIGGER WARNING: This story has themes of grief, loss, domestic abuse, and more! Please pay close attention to trigger warnings throughout the story and skip with needed! (Please be aware that strong language will be used. There will be references to substance abuse, physical abuse, assault, murder, gore, etc.) (A Hazbin Hotel fanfiction using an OC. All rights for characters associated with Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivziepop. :) ) ~ All songs used in this book belong to the songwriters listed. #1 in "Vox" (6/11/24) #1 "Charlie Morningstar" (7/25/2024) #1 ""Alastor Hartfelt" (7/25/2024) #2 "Alastor" (11/13/2024) #3 in "Alastor Hartfelt" (6/6/24)

" My, my, I didn't know you had a gun on you, you little surprise. You really know how to handle yourself. " He chuckles softly, a smile spread across his face as he spoke. Esme gasps, " Why are you following me? " She stumbles back, pointing the gun at him, " Really? You thought my father would send me here without protection? " He scoffs and swiftly grabs the gun from her just as gracefully as he had when he was holding her close while dancing. " You're an interesting little dame, aren't you? " He chuckles, his laughter laced with mischief. He placed the chamber back in with a flick of his wrist. His gaze shifted to her as he spoke, " You might be Daddy's girl, but you don't have the gull to actually shoot. " He speaks casually. " No gull? " She repeated teasingly. She doesn't say anything, but swiftly yanks the gun away from him and nonchalantly shoots the unconscious man on the floor - square in the head. His jaw clicked as he clenched it tightly, his eyes flickered a faint crimson as his smile grew wider. " You're full of surprises, aren't you? " He pauses, " I like that. " ~ (Please be aware that strong language will be used. There will be references to substance abuse, physical abuse, assault, murder, gore, etc.) TRIGGER WARNING: This story has themes of grief, loss, domestic abuse, and more! Please pay close attention to trigger warnings throughout the story and skip with needed! (A Hazbin Hotel fanfiction using an OC. All rights for characters associated with Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivziepop. :) ) TAG RANKINGS #1 Prohibition 5/27/24 #1 Alastor Hartfelt 6/3/24 #1 Lucifer Morningstar 6/15/24 #2 Alastor Hartfelt 5/31/24 #8 Alastor (6/27/24) #1 Hazbin Hotel OC 8/10/24

When a Seraphim is forced to make an impossible choice between Heaven's rigid order and her own compassion, Y/N sacrifices everything to save the one soul she was never meant to touch- Alastor, the Radio Demon. Her act of mercy forges an impossible angelic bond, a connection powerful enough to shake Heaven, Hell... and them both. Cast out and grounded, her wings damaged beyond repair, Y/N descends to the Hazbin Hotel, where kindness is a rarity and redemption is a dream. She finds unexpected warmth in Charlie's mission- and unexpected danger in Alastor's lingering gaze. But a bond like theirs attracts attention. Warning: Smut Fluff and language <3

They say be careful what you wish for, however for Celestia kimi things were different. She was a otaku and a fangirl of many anime and American cartoons. Currently obsessed with Alastor from hazbin hotel. She manages to get teleported from an old book into 1925 New Orleans and meets the infamous Alastor