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You were hailed as the Goddess of life. In the World of the Apocalypse, you were herald as the saviour of mankind. You were Venerable, Honored and Holy. But for you, this title led to your endless pain and suffering. The life that you never voluntarily gave. You were forced. Endless tubes that was connecting from your body, robbing you of both your powers and life. They say, you should sacrifice for the greater good, for the betterment of humanity. But you wished for their retribution, where they rot and decay for what they all have done. Having the chance for freedom, when a spatial crack suddenly burst inside the laboratory, you gladly turned your back and jumped into that unknown pit of future, landing in a strange and red place.

A Hazbin Fanfiction/AU with the sole focus on Vaggie, a fallen serephim angel, though nobody knows that, who founded and opened the hotel with her girlfriend Charlie Morningstar so sinners can hopefully be redeemed before the next extermination. Of course, carrying this secret of being an ex-serephim is going to be hard on her. Luckily she has an amazing girlfriend, some great friends, and the help of her mentor, Carmilla Carmine. Will Vaggie be able to fulfill her goal? "Pandemonium Party" Out Now. ⚠︎WARNING: Mild swearing, mild abuse and scenes of mild panic attacks⚠︎ Characters do not belong to me, they belong to Vivziepop. Credits go to her.

"What just happened?" "Oh, uh, you wanted me gone," she said tauntingly slowly, relishing in the annoyed flattening of Alastor's ears when she shot a pair of raised middle fingers in his direction. "So fuck you, I'm staying." "No. No, no. No." With every pointless refusal, he took another step towards her. "Absolutely not-" "Madison!" Moving as if she was afraid that anything less than the instant presentation of the aforementioned key would result in Madison's sudden departure, Charlie slid to a precarious stop before her. "Your key." "Thank you, honey." Alastor's afflicted carmine eyes flitted between the doe demon, Hell's princess, and the key being passed from one hand to another, smile pulling tighter as she sent him a smug look over the blonde's shoulder. "You cannot stay here. This is my-" His assertion was interrupted by the shorter demoness encroaching on his space. With a flourish, she tapped the bow of her key against the tip of his nose, her arm lurching out and up when he made a swipe for it, her own grin widening madly as she cooed; "What's yours is mine, hubby."

An unfortunate angel (you, basically, (Y/N)) got sent into hell and somehow made a crazy adventure with a sinner... as much as she hated her situation, VERY MUCH! ✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧ This is a Hazbin Hotel Spin-off, I made this purely because I love the show and I got some ideas to puke! 😸☕

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!⚠️

It isn't uncommon to have a crush on your best friend. However, it isn't common for that love to stay when you find out they are a serial killer. *NOT MY ART* I'm not super concerned about canon details. *I only claim the plot. Characters by Vivziepop, you belong to you* I'll update when I please, thank you.

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?

Newcomers to Hell, chaos and drama ensues.

Follow all the rules in Catholicism with no question or defiance, you go to Heaven, break every known rule, question the rules and teachings of Catholicism and step out of line, you go to Hell. Well, that's what happened to Misty. After waking up in an alleyway in the Pride Ring of Hell, Misty finds herself in the very place she had been told her whole living life where she was destined to be. After being found by the Princess of Hell herself, Charlie Morningstar, she is taken in to the Hazbin Hotel where she will begin her path to redemption which she thinks is impossible because whores and fallen women don't have a chance at Heaven.

Two souls condemned to meet, without ever being able to have each other, for life.

If I never met that man I probably wouldn't actually be in hell. You probably wondering who. Well many people in hell call him 'The Radio Demon.' But I know him as Alastor. He was the an evil man. But of course I had to fall for... Him.

| Angel Dust X Reader | Angel Dust had everything he ever wanted, money, drugs, fame, the best pet pig ever and a few pals. What else could anyone want in the world? Knowing his job, everyone in Hell assumed that he'll never get into serious relationships, considering all the one night stands. And Angel believed it too. Dying after the worst moment of your life was already bad, and appearing in Hell made it worse. You were broken by your moments before death and the months before that, after all that happened you tried to not get attached to anyone ever again. A heartthrob and a heartbroken sinner. Ohh boy, things are gonna get crazy once you two meet.

A small collection of short stories based off an AU me and my friends have made in a Hazbin rp server.

It's all in the name. Requests are Open! Everything from fluff to smut to NSFW is allowed. No restrictions. feel free to put a request. I will try to update this book often. ~cover art does not belong to me~ ~Hazbin Hotel belongs to Vivziepop~ 13-9-2020 - #2 in Alastortheradiodemon 11-10-2020 - #10 in HumanAlastor 13-9-2020 - #21 in Alastor 14-9-2020- #2 in theradiodemon 29-9-2020- #6 in hazbinhotelfanficyion 6-10-2020- #2 in 2palastor 22-10-2020- #26 in Alastor

When you first arrive in hell you'd expect there to be fire and screaming right? Torture at every corner and your own skin practically peeling off? Well that's not the case, that's just a lie, a story. Hell is so much worse. { ☻ } Alice's fate brings her to the depths below. Hell is more psychologically damaging than she expected. Especially considering she didn't even believe its existence in the first place. The only being that manages to get her through it, is a being that's not only her boss but her crush. A tall psychotic demon with red radio dials for eyes and a permanent grin for a mouth. She did not anticipate this as her forever end, nor did she ever come close to considering the powerful Radio Demon himself would ever interact with her. { ☹︎︎ } Alastor was a demon, and very proud of it. While she, was practically an angel in disguise if it wasn't for the obvious demonic stature that consisted of her being. She wasn't bright and didn't glow on sight. But she was definitely a sight, one that Alastor himself seemed unable to tear away from. He is known for being all powerful. But it's only when she walks into his eternal death that he realizes exactly what that means. { ☻ } ✘ ~ 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐩'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 ~ ✘ created: 11.18.19 published: 04.05.20 completed: XXXX -☆☆

As Serena balances her cryptic past and her role as a broker of infernal contracts, she discovers that the journal may hold more than just knowledge-it could be the key to a greater, shadowy destiny. But with lurking threats and a broken deal demanding her immediate attention, Serena must tread carefully, her path illuminated by fleeting alliances, banter-filled camaraderie, and the ever-looming specter of betrayal. -•-•- Vivienne Medrano is the creator and owner of Hazbin Hotel. While I incorporate Hazbin Hotel's world and characters into my own story, I aim to stay as true to the series' canon as possible, though some characters may deviate from their original portrayals to suit my narrative needs. There will also be brief mentions and possibly interactions with certain characters from Helluva Boss, another series she owns. My story, its characters, and its plotline are wholly original and belong to me. Although I am drawing inspiration from the Hazbin Hotel universe, I am adding my own twists, including random events and character developments that are specific to my world. I'll do my best to respect the original traits and dynamics of the Hazbin Hotel characters, but there will be moments where their actions or personalities may seem out of character due to the direction of my story. I do not condone plagiarism in any form. My story, its characters, and everything within it are entirely my creations. Any similarities to existing works are purely coincidental, and all rights to my original characters and plotline belong to me. Please respect intellectual property and refrain from copying or reproducing any part of my work. Started: 12/25/2024 Ended: ...

✨ "Reformed or Reborn?" A Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction | Angel Dust x Reader ✨ Everyone in Hell wants something. Angel Dust? He says he just wants fame, pleasure, and a little peace. But when someone from his past life falls into Hell with a story that doesn't add up, Angel is forced to confront the one thing he's avoided: the truth. Caught between who he was and who he's pretending to be, Angel finds himself entangled in a web of unfinished business, painful memories, and a connection he never expected. As tensions rise in the Hazbin Hotel, the lines between redemption and survival blur. Is it possible to change when Hell is built to keep you the same? Or is Angel Dust destined to stay a product of the life he tried to forget?

The story goes around Lucien Magne Morningstar, the twin brother of Charlotte Magne Morningstar) He is an OC I made, there will be an entire chapter all around his character sheet.

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-