•─────•°•❀•°•─────• ₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❝ Well, what brings you to Hell? ❞ ❱❱ Welcome to Hazbin Hotel, where sinners are reformed and souls are saved from eternal enmity! But are you the exception to this? ❱❱❱❱Successful. Married. Happy. Satisfied. (Y/N) (L/N) lives a calm and peaceful life without worry. But when a certain string of events sends her spiraling into homicide and ultimately suicide, she finds herself in Hell, born anew. And before she knows it, she's surrounded by the weirdest group of people she could possibly imagine. But oh with the painstaking realization of how she's ebbing in the world of life and death, she'll have to realize that some stones are better left unturned; and she'll have to fend for herself with the help of a radio demon! •─────•°•❀•°•─────• @crimsoncharade All Rights Reserved. ❥ started: early may 2019. ❥ ended: ongoing. ❥target chapters: 40-45. Highest Rankings. ❥ranked #27 in Hell. ❥ranked #49 in Demons. ❥ranked #6 in Cartoon. ❥ranked #1 in Animation. •─────•°•❀•°•─────• Hazbin Hotel and its canon characters belongs to Vivienne Medrano. The story will include certain points presented from the pilot but other than that, this story will follow its own flow in time and plot. Female Reader; There will be mature content and themes in the book, reader discretion is advised. •─────•°•❀•°•─────•

Greed spreads. Heaven is no exception. Mistakes are inevitable. And those who sin, must be punished. It's been years, millennium even, since an angel fell from Hell's skies. Since the dreadful event, no one dared to betray his trust. Not a single soul committed treason in fear to get thrown away from Paradise. So what if the events repeat once again? What if those above still haven't learned their lesson not to turn their backs on God? And what if, the gates open again and a greedy little angel falls from the heavens? Will she learn from her mistakes or rot in Hell like the rest of the Fallen? And what happens if she meets the infamous Radio Demon? Will she learn her lesson.. in another way, then?

DISCONTINUED. There's a new girl at the Happy Hotel and Alastor knows more about her than anyone else. Even herself for that matter. I'm obsessed with Alastor and wanted to try my hand at a love story. I've never written a fan fiction before so I'm open to critique! OC x Alastor (Yandere) I don't own anything except my character. MATURE RATING

☆ DISCLAIMER: this story was written before the Hazbin Hotel show released (it's YEARS old)! Therefore, this story is not lore accurate or character accurate. Also the writing's kind of shit. ☆ [] COMPLETED [] "Do you swear that you'll keep your promise?" "Yes. I will keep my promise." "Swear it." "I swear that I'll keep my promise to never leave you, and never let you be taken away from me, (Y/N)." ☆ This is a Hazbin Hotel story. I do not own any of the characters or settings, except for (Y/N). ☆ ☆ Female reader; sorry dudes! ☆ ☆ Does get mature during certain chapters! ☆

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."