In 1924, (Y/N) worked as a seamstress for the nobles. Tailoring dresses to make a living. Everything was normal, until a strange smiling man came into her shop. Read more to find out

You had lived during the 1920's as a journalist writing for a local news paper in New Orleans. When you heard of reports of a serial killer killing people in the area, you jumped onto the opportunity to investigate and write about it. However, when you got too invested in finding out who the killer was and who his next victim was, mistakes were made which ended your life unexpectedly. Next thing you know you wake up in hell and you couldn't remember exactly how you died. As years went by, you eventually met The Radio Demon, Alastor. Something about him rubbed you the wrong way as you start to learn more about him. What exactly was he hiding? This is a mature story there will be violence and lemons as the story goes on so be warned! Unless you like reading this kind of stuff then enjoy the story. Hazbin Hotel is owned by the magnificent VivziePop and all the amazing characters in it. I just write fanfiction about it.

Just a little Alastor x reader to feed the fandom. But it contains mature stuff tho like cursing and physical abuse. I know you readers can handle those stuffs.

Alastor X F.Reader - Not In Canon - NSFW - Viewer Discretion Is Advised I do not own the art displayed and all characters of Hazbin Hotel are owned by Vivziepop. Author Note: WELP GUYZ, I'm gonna give this a good ol' try and see if you all like it. Not a big fanfiction writer, so hopefully we can figure this out together! ^_~ ---- This isn't how you imagined your life would go, nor that it would be taken from you so quickly. Life is fragile and it's fleeting. Like time itself is always speeding up, year after year until... It stops. Frightened after having been ripped suddenly from the world of the living, you're now in a much more sinister place that's unimaginable. Filled with terror, anarchy and bloodlust, you'll have to learn to navigate this existence, and quickly. Still reeling from your untimely death, you haven't had a chance to process death, what you've become, or what you're capable of. An unlikely cast of demons is willing to help you, but at what cost to you? --- "My dear, don't be shy! Turn that frown upside down! You're in great company this evening, surely you can find solace in that!" Alastor swept one arm up, open handed, gesturing in a wide birth, as though unveiling paradise for me to be mesmerized by all there is to behold. "...This is hell. Actual hell. Literal hell. The definition. This is ridiculous. You're---" The words were forced, choked out through a contracting throat. Each word burning as I spoke them. I walk to the radio sitting on the lobby desk, shaking my head as though it'll help to will the words out. I reach for the off switch, my mind begging for all of this madness to end. The chaos in this lobby is dizzying. Before I slide the switch to off, still choking on my words, I'm interrupted. Alastor's voice isn't cheery anymore. The static rasp deepens, his every word reverberating in my body.. all I can do is freeze in place. "Darling, Let The Radio Play."

[] DISCONTINUED [] ☆ SEQUEL TO: cupid clearly hates me. ☆ "Kill him." You felt your hand shiver against the blade handle. A breath escaped past your lips, but it was lost in the air without a sound. A deep chuckle. "That wasn't a question, my love." Everything in your body was aching. It had to be done. Right? ☆ This is a Hazbin Hotel story. I do not own any of the characters or settings, except for (Y/N). ☆ ☆ Does get mature during certain chapters! ☆

"You warm my heart, darling." "Shut up before I stab you in it, Honey." "Oh, how cruel! Would you really do that to me, My love?" "Thats it, im stabbing myself in the heart." "Hah, but you dont have one!" . . . . Started: 11/9/2019 Ended: Highest ranking: #1 in Cannibalism #2 in xreader #107 in angst #1 in Alastor #7 in Hotel #12 in Hazbin #1 in deer #3 in HazbinHotel

Warning, this fan fiction will have harsh language, heavy topics, and mental illness and adult content. Viewer discretion is advised.

Who knows how long you've been in hell but you wanted to know why. You hated it down there but meeting the right people gave you the opportunity to be a Better person and maybe even redeem yourself. On the way you would find out how it is that you managed to get to Hell and maybe even not even wanting to leave after meeting a certain someone. -- Story will be along the normal plot of the Hazbin Hotel series but will also branch out later. -- Disclaimer: I don't not own the charters of 'Hazbin Hotel' or the Works of art. All credit goes to the artists and Viv.

Cover art by @WattsUnity :) Thank you! Highest ranking: #1 in Radio from 11/12/19-11/20/19 (or close enough) (Y/n) is a sweet but snappy demon who went to hell in 2012. She and her former-partner-turned-friend Domino have decided to help the princess of Hell with her "Happy Hotel" when the powerful soul known as the Radio Demon shows up at the door. Domino insistently pesters (Y/n) about falling for the Radio Demon, and she denies, but deep down inside, she knows she has some feelings for him. But, the feeling seems to be mutual. How will (Y/n) cope with falling for someone she can't possibly be with? What will happen when her secret is revealed?