"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 ───

Having been around the block more than a few times, Calanthe is bored. So bored in fact that she chances a one-way ticket to Hell. There, she is greeted by an enigmatic man with a face splitting smile who has more than a few questions. Just who is this strange woman, and why does she seem to know more about Hell than a new arrival should? No matter the answers, the Radio Demon's stint in Hell sure got a lot less mundane. Canon divergent, slow burn.

Feeling the fear coursing through his body, Alastor began to back up from her, getting ready to retreat into the shadows. Before he could, her eyes began to glow as a soft melody built in her throat. As soon as it hits his ears, he can feel his nerves beginning to fry. Typically, her siren call had no effect on him, but with all the emotional turmoil he had been through, his resolve was weakening with more ease than it ever had before. She stalked him like the prey he was - a perfect sailor in her hold. ~ Third Installment to the 'Siren' Series (A Siren's Spell & A Siren's Hunt). PLEASE READ THOSE FIRST, AS THIS WON'T MAKE SENSE. THIS FIC FOLLOWS SEASON 2 OF HAZBIN HOTEL WITH OBVIOUS AU ADJUSTMENTS FOR OC PURPOSES. 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 as needed! Cover art by Blushedseraph on Tumblr

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

Ever since Y/N was a little girl, she would dream of a strange man, always dressed in a red suit, with a frightening smile, who closely resembled a deer... Growing up, her family's pressured her to therapy when she begins to believe that these..."dreams" are more then just dreams. But what if all along...they were never dreams? But instead, manifestations of a reality Y/N could have never predicted? Later in Y/N's adult hood, she will find out the deeper meaning to these dreams, but trouble will arise when she does... Will Y/N live a normal, ordinary life that she/her family always wanted? Or will a certain man put an end to any thoughts of an ORDINARY life, and make Y/N want to give it all up, just to be with him? WARNING: Mild swear words, mentions of abuse. PG/PG-13 (A story of angst, fluff, romance, and fantasy) ✨Highest Rankings!✨ #2 in Lucifer #1 in Alastor #1 in Charliemorningstar #1 in darkfluff #2 in Alastorxreader #1 in roses #1 in demons #1 in deerdemon #1 in darkromance #2 in hazbinhotelxreader #1 in theradiodemon #1 in USA #1 in hell #1 in therapy

An answer to a question you wouldn't think to ask is yes, there are postal offices in Hell. You would know, you fell into one when you got there. Now, after being tricked into signing a deal with the man who owns it you are now an eternal employee of that very same postal office. Now, how likely would it be that you will eventually be sent off to deliver a letter to one of the most dangerous individuals in Hell? Short answer, much more likely than you had anticipated. Long answer, would be this story. [They/Them Reader × Alastor] [This story may contain spoilers from the Hazbin Hotel series, biblical stances, and inappropriate behavior. This story does not intend to encourage any acts of violence!] [VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! COMPLETED BEFORE S2!] [COMPLETED: 12/24/2024] [LAST EDIT: 10/14/2024]

A young woman named Ariel is messing around one night and accidentally summons a trickster demon by mistake. Well...maybe not mistake, but she didn't know it would actually work! ** In this love story, Alastor the Radio Demon finds himself summoned by a silly mortal girl. He can't help but feel charmed by her, and since she calls him just before the time of the hotels announcement, he never goes to "help" Charlie! His new form of entertainment comes in the body of a frail human woman. ** Alastor and Hazbin Hotel are owned by Viv. Cover art and any art throughout the book belongs to me.

Juliette returns to her home town after the unfortunate passing of her husband in a tragic work accident. Her life becomes mundane and she's clouded by depression until a smiling face chases away the rain. -- Please read my author's note, it contains important notes about the content warnings. Any artwork within this story is mine and only mine unless I say otherwise. Any characters that are not my own belong to Vivianne medrano and A24 respectively.

After your mysterious murder during the Great Depression, you find yourself in hell, and suprise suprise it's really not half bad. You end up making friends with this kinky spider guy, lovers Charlie and Vaggie, and a handful of misfits. Not only that, but you meet this sickeningly charming demon by the name of Alastor, and there's something about him. He fascinates and intruiges you...maybe more. But you can't help but feel there's something wrong... He looks oh so familiar... ***PROUDLY BEGAN FEBRUARY 10TH, 2019*** ***COMPLETED AS OF APRIL 17TH, 2019*** - Female Reader. - Art is not mine, and Hazbin Hotel belongs to Vivziepop, not me.