oh, dear lou. how could you still hold your ground with putrescent soul? | characters belong to ryōsuke takeuchi and hikaru miyoshi. no profit gain from this fanfiction. a/n: lowercase. illustration: a birchwood, 1879, 1965. arkhip kuindz.

Y/N was abducted as a young girl to be forced under Hydra's experiments. Years later you escape, but not after being permanently traumatized to the point you can barely stand human touch. Spending years alone was how Y/N preferred life now, in a small cabin in the woods. What happens when a jet comes crashing in your backyard, and the one thing your hiding from is what comes closely behind. This is the story of how the Avenger's recruit what was thought to be a lost cause, and how you finally learn how to love. I do not own any of the characters, they are licenced by Marvel and Disney. Alternative Universe, storylines are mentioned however not following them strictly. Will contain adult content Slow burn 18+ Smut A lot of fluff

Another century, another master. Another day, another transfer. You have been in hell long enough to remember a time when it was beautiful. But your stay has not been pleasant due a very coveted ability you possess. After centuries under the thumb of Paimon, by a stroke of luck you meet Lucifer at a party, an old acquaintance of yours. Leading you to be now "employed" at the Hazbin Hotel, run by his daughter and crossing paths with certain gorgeous red-clad demon. One who seemed to be hiding a secret...... that to his great annoyance you are able to discern. See how you figuring out his secret unfolds in this story, set right after the end of the first season of Hazbin Hotel. Subscribe to my newsletter for announcements on my ongoing works and more: https://substack.com/@artiranth ***Lemons present, read disclaimers for more information

"I like the way you think, Radio Demon." "And you, Miss Hell en Pointe." ୨୧ [Y/N] [L/N] ─ also known as Miss Kitty, also known as Miss Hell on Heels, er, Hell En Pointe. A recently deceased southern belle with a knack for all forms of dancing (particularly ballet), she knows exactly how she got into Hell. She made a deal with the most menacing, powerful, grinning, and enticing Overlord in existence ─ the Radio Demon. She met him once on Earth, made a deal, and hopes to never meet him again... especially not in Hell of all places. After a depressingly purposeless stroll through Hell, [Y/N] winds up on the doorstep of the Hazbin Hotel. Bored yet reluctant, she accepts a rosy-cheeked, sweet little demon girl's invitation to stay and immediately regrets it afterward when she comes into contact with none other than an infamous scarlet and ebony-haired Demon named Alastor. She immediately decides that she hates him, and he quickly decides he despises her just as much... However, he owns her, and she wants out of it ─ she wants her soul back... whatever it takes. ୨୧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Alastor x Reader] [Contains Smut] ୨୧ #2 in "alastor" out of 1,000+ #1 in "alastorxreader" out of 1,000+ #13 in "hazbinhotel" out of 1,000+ ୨୧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Hazbin Hotel franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ୨୧ Began: February 18, 2024 Completed: March 21, 2024 Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: 70k ୨୧ FANFICTION OF: Hazbin Hotel

Home to you was always on the USS Enterprise (NCC-1701) with your closest friend, Dr.Mccoy, and captain James T. Kirk. But due to a mishap, you have found yourself on the Enterprise of the future with Captain Jean-Luc Picard. You want nothing more than to get back your own timeline, but luckily, until you can do so, as an A.I expert you are more than fascinated by the higher-tech A.I. of the future, especially one very special android who goes by Data. (I don't own any rights to Star Trek or its characters. This story is just fan-fiction. Plz don't delete it)

You never suspected that you'd end up the role model of the Enterprise's resident android, but it turns out you're not as invisible as you once thought.

You woke up in an unknown hotel room, not knowing where you were ...little did you know you actually have been living there for a few years and, most importantly, you forgot you fell in love. An Hazbin hotel Alastor x reader fan fiction. Not everything said in this story is canon and i'm sorry for any grammatical error since english is not my firs language. The reader in this story is a female! Sorry :/

A few years went by since (Y/n) got with Alastor. During that time they became partners in crime, the killer duo they became. Their kills almost rivaled his own kill streak while he was alive. But the fun has to end at some point, doesn't it? What new challenges waits for (Y/n) in the world down below? This is a sequel to my first book, Love vs Sanity If you haven't read the first story, check it out here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/213015217-love-vs-sanity-an-alastor-x-reader-story Hazbin and their characters belong to Vivziepop Cover and Chapter art belongs to their owners *Viewer discretion is advised, Gore, violence, drug use/abuse and language ahead*

"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 '𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗻𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻' 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗔𝗹 𝗴𝗼𝘁 '𝗲𝗿. " "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿." 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲. [this story is sort of bad and cringe please don't read but you know, you've been warned]