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Mostly every single character in this book is most likely 100% out of FUCKING character.

〰〰 You are a talented freelance artist located in New Orleans whom does advertisements for various businesses. You live in a small home near a forest that your friend had built for you, hunters come and go by as said forest is populated by White-tail deer.〰〰 〰One calm night you were taking a short trip to the shop you go to normally for supplies for your newest commission, A Radio Broadcasting station. On your way back you heard gunshots, now you know hunters come by but it's unusually late for hunting. Yet you make it back safely.〰 The next morning to get some fresh air you take your supplies you had bought the night before and take a walk into the forest and work. As you are working you hear crunches behind you. You let it slide until you hear His voice, he said: "Oh, why sorry my dear. Why is such a gal outside by herself?"

It's the early 1920s, and your a local in New Orleans, Louisiana. You were listening to the radio one evening just in time to hear about the new bar opening down the street. While on your journey, you found yourself becoming enamored for a charming young man that seemed perfect. Almost too perfect... I DO NOT OWN HAZBIN HOTEL. ALL RIGHTS GO TO VIV. THE ART IS NOT MINE. STORY IS MINE. MAY CONTAIN INTIMATE(not all the way smut) OR GORY SCENES. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. This is also my first fanfic I ever wrote so sorry if not up to high standards you guys are used to seeing. Edit: HEY PLEASE READ THIS!!!! This story is pretty old and I was literally ass at writing when I was starting this story. So, if one or two chapters don't really make sense, PLEASE KEEP READING I PROMISE I GET BETTER🙏🙏🙏 Achievements: #15 in "Alastor" #7 in "alastorxreader #6 in "alastorxreader"

I thought I lost him forever. I thought I will never see him again. But when I met him ten years after his death, I was sure he had forgotten me. "Being by your side for the rest of my life" got a total different meaning. [Alastor x Female Reader]

(PAUSED; UNDER EDITING CHAPTERS.) "Would you still accept me for who I am," "Of course." "... even as a murderer?" "Aren't we both murderers? There's no need to be ś̴͓c̴̻̒a̷͉̍r̶͊ͅe̸̗͊d̶̢̎ of me. But I suppose I can accept your offer." ☆ A Hazbin Hotel story. The characters in this story do not belong me except [Y/N]. ☆ ☆ Includes mature themes in some chapters. ☆ ☆ Female reader only. ☆ ☆ Art for the picture above belongs to @sherl_merl on twitter. ☆

(Completed) Dragged down to hell by certain causalities, you run Into a demon unlike any other. Alastor loves to pop up around you, know what you are doing, and constantly tell you what to do. What is his problem? He seems awfully interested in you, and what "you hide." What will happen? Will this start love or war?

"Mmm, you taste sweeter than deer meat!" "What the fuck-" =Alastor x reader=

Iconic Angel Dust is living two sides of his life. One he doesn't even show to others. He is taking being in hell a whole lot worse then he lets on. Until a Handsome demon deer walks into his life, everything seemed to change. (Disclaimer: The first few chapters of this book were published before the show came out at there for are not accurate. Please don't hate.)