Hazbinhotelfanfic Stories

What happens to the sweet "innocent" young lady when she ends up in Hell? The last place she would ever expect to be. Although maybe Hell isn't that bad when she meets a dashing gentleman with a demonic smile. Alastor x Reader story straight outta Hell for you adoring Alastor fans~! WARNING: -Strong language -Dark Topics -Graphic scenes -Cover made by my amazing bestie-

Traditional radio does not rely on television to function... does 𝗵𝗲? It's been a few weeks since... well, that incident with Vox, his very serious threat to heaven and since he had been free. He had now no invisible chains around his neck or having to do what was told by his soul old owner, Rosie. He is still a very powerful overlord, things at the hotel with Charlie have been looking great since more people are registering and it's great!.. Is it? Alastor, the radio demon, cannot sleep, dreams, nightmares haunt him each night, all centralized on 𝗵𝗶𝗺, his biggest nemesis, the television that had owned him for a few days and made his days hell, right, hell. Of course, he will not tell anyone about this, but when Charlie notices his slightly off-behaviour, she advices him to talk to someone, someone of his choice. He first takes this as a joke, but then he realizes the seriousness on her tone when telling him this and how much this could afftect 𝗵𝗶𝗺 But who could he talk to? His soul, his pet, Husk, the bartender. He is the most sane person in the hotel afterall, he has been off after Angel Dust's parting but eh, who cares. Plus, it's not like this dreams with Vox are some big deal.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ What if Lucifer found himself taking care of two children long before Charlie was born? And what if the older of the two siblings: Y/n becomes his emotional support when Lilith vanished? And what happens if that same girl finds herself overworked for centuries by being Lucifer emotional support and assistant finally decides to quit and stay at Charlie's hotel for a short time period? What happens when she start to lose herself and becomes closer to a certain radio demon? What if the radio demon finds himself losing his temper to the witche's tricks?Would he let her get near him? Would he let himself be vulnerable with her or would he break her soul piece by piece? ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ All characters belong to vivzypop! Except the reader, Tyler(y/n brother) and Eleanor (their mom) Art found on pinterest if you know the creator let me know!

Hello fellow readers and welcome! It's been a while.. Picture's not mine. ( I want to add my style what I imagined the Demon! reader would look like. I hope you dont mind tho. Also,characters other than my oc belong to Vivziepop! The story is about a young demon from the 30's who will be a troublemaker in Hell together with Angel Dust. She'll become close with Alastor too. But it takes time to do so because these two don't know and don't want to know what love is. Stay tuned~

What happens when a young girl sees a strange man in her dreams.. he doesn't look human, but he doesn't look scary either... COVER NOT MINE! I'm not talented enough lol, I got it off of a reddit thread so I don't know the artist, but kudos to them!

Welcome to Hell's Gate City, a sprawling, Venice inspired metropolis and the industrial heart of the Pride Ring. Nestled close to the murky waters of the Sea of Pride, this city thrives on pollution, crime, and the constant hum of towering factories. In its shadows, danger lurks at every corner. At the heart of this infernal symphony is Kain Longheart, the Rhythm Demon. A tired, famed musician in Hell, also the producer and founder of Veildark Records, his own record label, But when whispers of a cursed melody start tormenting his ears again, Kain finds himself dragged into a deadly underground hunt for the recorder, a device containing the only audible fragment of the infernal melody. Join Kain, his sharp-tongued crow companion Greasy, the rebellious Lenian Bloodbite, the eccentric gunsmith Rash, Sir Clockhauser, and many more of an original cast of characters as they navigate a hell where blood and jazz collide. In a city where music can kill and the past never stays buried, one question remains: Are you ready to inhale the factory smoke, dive into the dark canals of Hell's Gate, and chase a melody that should never have been heard? Then let the hunt begin. ---------------------------------------------------------------- COVER!!!! I HAVE A COVER!!!! Thank you, My friend Hatt for drawing this It was very good despite the app destroying the quality. Tik Tok of the guy who made the cover: @Hatt.comedy 2300 reads! Wow, thanks (when I get to 24 00 I'll update this), it's hard to understand how this has so many reads, I mean I didn't expect anyone to actually read this, but if you liked it which I think is unlikely leave a vote, again thanks.

Lucifer Morningstar was heaven's greatest dreamer and angel until man came. He was forced by the elder seraphim to accept humankind as their new divine creation, but he refused. As the angels carved the new world, the archangel meets the first woman, Lilith. Drawn to her independence and kindness, Lucifer falls deeply in love with the human, and the two enter a passionate but sinful relationship that will lead to his eventual downfall. This is a story of how Lucifer fell from his grace.

☆★✮★☆★✮★☆★✮★☆★✮★☆ "𝘙𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 - 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭." Heaven doesn't forgive disobedience, especially not from its own warriors. After her sister Vaggie was mysteriously banished, (Y/N) begged for answers. When none came, she broke every celestial law to find her. Her search led to Hell, the place she had once sworn to cleanse. But instead of demons, fire and destruction...she finds complexity. Emotion. Humanity. She finds Charlie's dream of redemption and a chaotic, firelit hotel where sinners try to rewrite their own endings. And she finds him. Alastor, the enigmatic, Overlord, Radio Demon. Charming, terrifying, impossibly strange. He is everything she isn't: joyful in violence, grinning in chaos, untouched by guilt. Yet somehow...he sees her. And slowly, unwillingly, she begins to see him too. Can love bloom in a place meant to break souls? Can a fallen angel truly believe in redemption...even for herself? ☆★✮★☆★✮★☆★✮★☆★✮★☆

**~PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION ~** {Thanks to those who so happened to wander to this Fic and giving a try! It's greatly appreciated!} "Tell me, my dear, do you normally wallow in self pity, or is this new for you?" "Very funny Al," she rolls her eyes fondly. ~ He froze. Anger bubbled up in his chest. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't move All he could hear was "He touched her. He kissed her. She's not his. She. Is. Mine." Grabbing her shoulder and pushing her behind him, his smile widened. It widened almost psychotically, to the point where it was as if his face would split any moment. Suddenly, the room darkened. Shadows painted the walls, Alastor's height growing. A loud, ear splitting cracking resounded throughout the room as his antlers grew. His body contorted, shifting into his demon form. His back extended, growing taller. His claws grew sharper, his smile becoming so horrifically wide. White noise filled the room, static bouncing off of the walls, dancing on their skin. In a distorted voice, he finally spoke. "𝙳𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢 𝚘 𝚞 ?" {~The Lynn Sister Series~} 13+ *First of all thanks to the people who are reading this fic and the people who are working in the fic. Second of all there is a twist in this story which is explained in the first chapter plus a little mix between fandoms, only some* **Warning Self harm, Abuse, Torture, Depression, Fighting, Lying, angst, fluff, maybe Smutt, swearing, rage over some scenes that happen, different perspectives, and mixture with the creepy pasta fandom/mention of death from FNaF fandom and few parts from it. If you aren't comfortable with the following please tread wisely. There will be warnings on the page and symbols telling you when it's coming up**

You somehow found yourself standing in a river that ran through the middle of the woods you had stumbled into. Just behind the other side of the river rests an open field with a full-bloom rose bush in the middle, as if drawn to it like something from a distant memory you make your way over to the blood-red roses. You slowly reach your hand down to the roses completely enthralled by their beauty, the beauty was something so nostalgic and comforting but you couldn't exactly remember why. "Careful, you might prick yourself," A bone-chilling static voice says right by your ear making you jump both scared but also comforted in a deep feeling of deja vu as if you had lived through this moment before. Y/N small-time author with dreams, and Alastor with an unnerving urge to strike a deal. *Characters belong to Vivienne Medrano*

You've been working your way up in the tech industry of hell to finally get an interview for a job at The V Tower. You learn just before your interview that you'll be working under the Overlord of Tech himself, Vox. He hires you as his personal assistant but perhaps the job is more than just taking calls. You end up learning more about your new boss than you bargain for, but perhaps you might get close to him as well. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ This fanfic may be offensive, smutty, contain subjects like sexual assult, substance abuse and have harsh language! Also the canon timeline and events of Hazbin Hotel might not be written or apply to this story. Read at your own risk!⚠️

Romance love story Warning book contains the following themes: Blood Murder ❖━━━━━━━❀━━━━━━━━❖ I said calmly still observing the glass with light crimson colour. A few bubbles were stuck on the bottom of the liquid. I slowly started to do circling movements with my hand to mix it or whatever. The clear bubbles made their way up to the surface and faded into the air around us which was coloured with slight greyish colour from all the cigarettes smoked in the room. "Ye? Ya need something? " Angel responded with his eyes fixed on the stage. I could hear someone adjusting their guitar on the state through the loudspeakers. " is someone singing here tonight?" "Probably, how am I supposed to know. " With a grin, he opened the new bottle of whiskey and took a big gulp of the yellowish liquid. I turned my head back to the stage with him and just watched the blood-red curtains. The bar was filled with noise, that wasn't comfortable for me. With a quick moment of my hand, I summoned a long cigar from nothing less. ❖━━━━━━━❀━━━━━━━━❖

Stolas is at home lamenting alone when a certain someone surprises him with a delightfully unexpected visit. Octavia has arrived early from her mother's house to spend time with Stolas, who doesn't question her early arrival and welcomes her in with open arms. Stolas and Octavia have a lot of bonding to do, sharing some family history and really connecting with one another. But a certain reptilian imp, sent by a familiar Swan, has invaded on the unexpected daddy-daughter time. His mission from Stella?, assassinate Prince Stolas in his own home. But will he hit the right owl?.. or the wrong goetica... ~ This story does have depictions of gore and lots of colourful language so please be wary! ~

After an 11 year old child named Lincoln Loud suffered from all of the unfair and unacceptable bull shit that his big family putted him through for many years, he runs away from home with four demons from Hell. Together as a group, the four hellish demons are called the Immediate Murder Professionals. A.K.A, The I.M.P.. Lincoln is now happily living in Hell with the I.M.P., he made some new friends in Hell, got some supporters and possibly became apart of a new and better family? Lincoln may have ran away from the waking nightmare he use to call home and found some new friends and supporters, but how far can he run away from all his problems?

A perfectly normal reader insert book with Vivziepop's beloved fleshy/furry demons. Probably a lot of preferences, maybe a drabble here and there, perhaps even a oneshot. Who knows, my literature skills are highly unpredictable atm. 😈🎹 C.A.S.T 🎹😈 + Charlie + Vaggie + Angel Dust + Alastor + H u s k + Nifty + Blitzø + Millie + L o o n a + S t o l a s So uhh..... 🅱ig 🅱🅾🅾🅱s I guess.

❝ this is hell but why does it feel like heaven when i'm with you? ❞ oneshots of you and the charismatic strawberry radio daddy. ➵ alastor x f. reader oneshots! ➵ i do not own any of the characters of hazbin hotel! you own y/n! ➵ i do not own the art used for the cover! it belongs to its rightful owner! ➵ on going ✰ 2 / 27 / 21 - #7 in alastorxreader ✰ 3 / 14 / 21 - #16 in radiodemon ✰ 3 / 24 / 21 - #1 in radiodemonxreader ✰ 8 / 8 / 21 - #1 in hazbinhotelfanfic

I'm just so obsessed with Viv's shows.

hey! I havent seen many people do husk x reader stories, so I thought, why the hell not? here we are, finally, a shitty story I wrote at 12:00 am. hazbin hotel and the character husk belong to vivziepop.

Hey reader! Do you wanna know how I got in hell? Well, come on in and read my story about Charlie and her crew and... adventures *sigh* story of my life. Hehe, get it? Okay I'll stop

⚠️WARNING⚠️: This story was written and published before the first season was fully released! Details and revelations after the pilot episode were not known and this book is based on information known prior to the announcement of S1. ~~~ In your mortal life you were the well known Voodoo Queen of New Orleans during the 20s. You didn't exactly have a side when it came to good and bad... working with dark voodoo and occasionally helping the police, a deal with poor souls here and there, you were pretty neutral. But now you were in hell, known as the Voodoo Queen overlord, fancy title, you had to admit... However your stance on good and bad did stay the same, you didn't kill for territory, you only did what you had to to keep your title and that was that. ~~~ All characters belong to Vivziepop! Y/n belongs to you! If any characters are mine I will say so!