Alastor stood, speechless. He usually had a quick response to give to these sorts of questions, but this time he had nothing. His brain had fogged over. Did she just ask him if she could kiss him?! What would he say? He didn't want to, but he did. Oh, how he did. He wanted it so bad, it wasn't even funny. Charlie's face fell. "Al, it's-it's okay if you don't w-" Alastor picked her up off her feet, holding her bridal style. He looked into those large, shiny eyes of hers. Those eyes were so beautiful, how could he resist? "Charlie, you are so gorgeous. Of course I want to kiss you." Their lips connected, passion spread like wildfire between the two. It was like heaven. A bit of Heaven in Hell. It was absurd, the thought of a simple kiss bringing every emotion in him out to the open. That was guilt, and fear, and love. He kissed her deeper, letting his emotion flow. He couldn't hold it any longer. I do not own anything.

This story will be about angel x alastor as humans childhood to death

Alastor always thought of Angel Dust being a sex crazed maniac and would do anything for drugs and money. All of that changed when Alastor walked in on Angel about to commit suicide. Trigger Warnings: Depression, Self Harm, Attempted Suicide, Language Ranking # 3 in radiodust as of 9/23/20 Ranking #3 in angeldust as of 10/19/20 Ranking #1 in angelxalastor as of 10/19/20 I do not own any of these characters. They belong to Vivziepop. I do not own any of the pictures or music

I have a version in hell, so might as well write one for when they're still human. ~ Alastor was always the popular fellow in the day, a loud and proud fellow. He ran the number one radio stations in lovely little New Orleans, Louisiana. (Y/n) however, was a big city girl who had decided to move with some riches from her wealthy family to start her own life. She was just a pretty face, looking for a job that could keep her going. The two were never meant to meet, but no one controls fate.

Y/N = Your name L/n= Last name Y/t= title Y/N was the daughter of a rather wealthy family in Japan, her world may seem perfect to others eyes, but what really happens behind the closed doors is nothing compared to what others feel. Constant abuse, arguments, fights, and broken ties. She manages to pull through it and started developing facades in order to keep herself out of trouble and stay on your parents good side; when she conspired to murder them in cold blood then inherit their fortune. Y/N proceed to travel from Japan to America to start a new flourishing life with no problems. Every where she went, charmed all kinds of men. Yet she had new victims to fuel her endless rage and bloodlust. Y/N traveled from Pennsylvania to Louisiana to settle down and have a break from killing people. She goes off the grid and enjoy her life, still charming everyone with your natural beauty. Though she seems to have caught the eyes of a certain radio host and he caught her eyes as well. Y/N seems to think of his presence as a friendly gesture but little do she know that he's a serial killer like she but much more dangerous. They both begin to bond together and over time they become close and she realize that some of her prey was starting to disappear. Y/N ends up dead by the hands of her dear friend but he doesn't know that...yet once he's in hell~ In hell, Y/N seem to have made a name for herself within 2 decades and has recently become a new overlord. She was called "(Y/T)", known for wearing a mask in public, never once showing her face to anyone as well as being respectful and quite the temptress, still killing anyone she seduces. Though many say that underneath that mask of hers is a porcelain face. This news seems to catch a certain radio demon's attention when he realizes that she'll be coming to the hotel to work as a patron. How will this work with two overlords under one roof? Will Y/N realize that she now works with her murderer and dear friend? Who knows..

∆∆ WARNING : Viewer discretion is advised. This story will be containing some gore, illnesses, adult content and serious addictions ∆∆ ×× Credit for the amazing drawing goes to : @potato_foxx_ (on Instagram) All characters from Hazbin Hotel (Alastor, Mimzy, Rosie...) Are owned by Vivziepop ×× °° This is just a fun little story I wanted to write for entertainment purposes (so sorry if its cringy at times). I hope you enjoy as well as I did and thank you for reading °° # This story begins in late 1919s as you the reader (Y/N) need to go over sea's to the USA as your current country, Japan has been in a intervention in Siberia causing a few consequences to happen in the village you had previously lived in. But you don't go alone as one of your long time friends come with you to discover your new life and your new partner and crime... #

As a 20 year old boy coming from Altanta, Georgia (Y/n) is an artist. He paints and sketches a piece which catches one galleries eyes, New Orlean's. His wealthy father sends him off with money to stay for a full month. There he goes to advertises his works and meets a charming radio host named Alastor. '(Y/n) snaps out of it and lets go of his hair to grip his arms. He puts on a smile, "Alastor! Ah.. what do you mean?" Alastor rolls his eyes, "It's been a whole hour. I'm on my break and I saw you just sitting here." (Y/n) sheepishly chuckles, "My mistake!" He gets up and dusts himself off. Alastor gives him a side glance, "Do you want lunch?" Editor: Cavy15 #4 in Greatdepression 10/30/2020 #1 in Alastorxreader 10/5/2021

Alastor, the almighty Radio Demon, is not as powerful as one may think. Just like other sinners, he has a punishment that drives him to the brink of insanity. But when his punishment starts to attack the others around him, he must learn to open himself to the world and see love as strength, not weakness. I do not own anything, it all belongs to their respective artists and creators! This is a Charlie x Alastor story! If you don't agree, then don't read it!

esta historia es una versión au con el Alastor humano, igualmente se desarrolla en 1930 desde la perspectiva del locutor. temática Charlastor, inspirada en la canción con el mismo nombre del fic