HAZBIN HOTEL AND HELLUVA BOSS DO NOT BELONG TO ME, NOR DOES THE ART FEATURED IN THIS BOOK UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE!!! Requests are open. I prefer not to do romantic oneshots with Nifty, unless it is a child reader.

I felt extremely inspired by a song and just had to did soooo....IMMA DO IT!! Sorry boys female readers ONLY. Charlie Vaggie Angel Dust Alastor Husk Cherri Bomb Niffty Baxter

The first half is older chapters from when I was ignorant and gullible, please don't read the first half of it unless you want to cringe. Yes there are lemons, fluff, and or smut so read at your own risk ----- Key words: Y/n- your name L/n- last name

(Long book + probable sequel) What happens when an angel falls from heaven? She was never loved by anyone other than her close family. She did not feel anything for anyone before. Her death was long and painful. A passionate murderer claimed her life in the early 1920s. After she was kicked out of heaven and badly injured her wings she met him. He was her escape from the cruel world around her. He made her feel special. .ALIVE. But there are always problems even in the perfect stories. Her family decides to complicate her life even more. So what will happen? Find out by reading! Author: Vixen or The_black_reindeer I do not own any of the Hazbin hotel characters or Hazbin hotel itself Credit to vivziepop and her team!

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."

we all know the rhyme "roses are red, violets are blue" but what if down in hell it's not all its cracked up to be? y/n has always hoped for someone to love her like in the books and rimes she reads, she was quite an old fashion girl, loved singing and dancing, until she landed in hell after the "incident". She stopped looking for love for a while and took time to herself until she met him, what happens when she falls for someone of his profession? --- a/n: I know alastor is asexual! But in this story I think I put him mor in the demisexual catagory nothing belongs to me except this story! alastor and the rest of hazbin hotel belongs to VivziePop💞

I open my eyes. It's dark. I'm breathing but it's just pitch black. Somebody opens the door. I look up shook out of the darkness. All a bad dream. Wait. Who is that? I see a women with jeans and a t shirt with shoulder length hair.. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hey y'all! It's crybaby here. This is an Alastor x reader series. I'm sorry but ima bout to force what species of demon you are girl/boy name etc. but I'm to lazy to type (H/C) (H/L) (Y/N) and stuff every two seconds. Anyway hope you enjoy! Also no SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS STORY. YALL THIRSTY.

I'm sorry but this was my first story and I'm not happy with it anymore and I don't have the motivation to really write anymore, I'm sorry I let you all down

the reader is a demon like Husk, minus the wings and feathers. you can choose the animal, but you wear clothes. Cover art by yours truly :3