Can I request Alastor x reader who's been his wife since they were alive? She wasn't physically able to have children when alive and everyone notices that she treats Niffty like a daughter.
oh my god I LOVE niffty. idk why this season she suddenly became a new fave character... I think im getting my maternal instincts even tho shes a grown ass woman....
srry this turned out lowkey barely about alastor and also reader might hate him sooounmmmm HOPE U ENJOY
Twisted Little Thing
Alastor x Reader
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Being at the Hazbin Hotel took a lot of acclimating.
After the seven year disappearance (and subsequent dramatic reappearance) of your husband, you wanted nothing less than to pack up ship from the place you called home all your afterlife - especially considering the resentment you held for the man for the emotional toll he afflicted onto you.
Ever the pushover, you eventually agreed. Nothing was better medicine for connubial conflict than distracting yourself with the struggle to stay sane in the chaos of Charlie's hotel. Surprisingly, the hotel provided another remedy for an internal conflict you had long since buried since your death.
Your first day in the hotel brought you face-to-face with who would eventually become your dearest companion, second only to your husband himself. The chaotic, cockroach blood-frenzied housemaid Niffty was at first glance a minor pest, but the longer you stayed and the more you watched her antics, the more fond you grew.
It was hard not to see her in a childlike light. Of course she was literally toddler sized, but her hyperactive personality and tendencies for fixation gave her an overall chaotic vibe that was really only possible for a child to have. It helped that Alastor owned the girl's soul, so you had ample opportunity to know her better.
In life, you wanted nothing more than a child of your own, but all the cards were seemingly piled against you; from internal issues with your own body to marrying a man who truly would not have been a good father figure even had the stars aligned in your womb.
Currently you sat at the couch in the hotel lobby, head perched on your hand that was propped against the armrest. The housemaid was standing on the coffee table in front of you, proudly turning this way and that to show you the new stitchwork she did to her newest dress - white topped with a cute yellow skirt and red embroidery. You clapped gently as she spun a final time, palms holding the sides of her dress as she gave a little bow.
"Niffty," an aggravated voice called. You turned to look behind you, spotting a frazzled Vaggi holding a bucket of some mystery, oozing liquid that you had no interest in identifying. "Room 237 spilled some nasty shit. I already got most of it."
Like a predator, Niffty momentarily fell still as if processing how she was about to pounce on her prey. In another moment, she was scampering away from the lounge, throwing herself into the broom closet for supplies, and then leaping up the stairs in a fit of excited giggles
"What a twisted little creature," you heard Alastor's voice pipe from the spot on the couch next to you. Black shadow was still wafting off of him from his magic, having just materialized next to you. You turned your attention towards him.
"I think she's rather lovely," you argued indignantly, raising an eyebrow. Your husband merely laughed in response.
"The two go hand in hand," he responded. "A lovely, twisted thing."
"I don't think she's twisted at all," you lied in a quieter voice. Of course, you knew she had her kind of murderous tendencies, but in her defense it was usually towards bugs and grime. Otherwise, although maybe it was your fondness for her infecting your judgement, she was a rather sweet and innocent girl.
Alastor was silent for a moment, looking deeply at your face, as if searching for an answer to an internal question. You maintained eye contact for a few seconds, but eventually looked away, almost in fear of him finding that answer.
"When will you give her her soul back," You asked, fidgeting with your fingers. One benefit of being married to the Radio Demon was never having to worry about giving up your soul in a deal, but you can only imagine the empty, hopeless feeling being owned would give you.
"I know what this is about," Alastor said, voice terribly quiet despite the vacancy of the hotel lobby. You fell silent, fidgeting paused as you sought for a reply.
"It's not about anything."
"My dear, I know you too well to be lied to."
You frowned and snapped your head towards him, seven years of pent up grief and frustration rushing towards the forefront of your mind, but the fire on your tongue died at the hint of softness in his calculated expression. His head tipped slightly, ears twitching in anticipation at your aggressive look, an almost amused grin on his face as he awaited the response that had turned to ash in your mouth.
Deciding you weren't responding, he continued, his grin turning a bit weaker at the edges with a strangely forlorn expression. "I suppose an apology now would be about a century late?"
"You have a long list of apologies at varying lengths of lateness."
"I guess I should start working on that list, then," He sighed, leaning back into the couch. Notably, and to your frustration, he didn’t elaborate. Apparently now wasn't the time to start that work - if ever.
"BACK!" The familiar shrill of the housemaid interrupted your thoughts. Niffty was tumbling back down the steps, taking an astounding four steps at a time as she raced to put all her supplies back in the broom closet. At some point in her absence, she had switched back to her standard red work dress, and you tried to ignore the mysterious fresh stains on the fabric as she scampered back to you.
She jumped right into you at a force that you could swear would've broken something if you were any weaker. You instinctively wrapped your arms around her small form, holding her tightly, as she similarly had her own arms hung loosely around your neck.
Her eye switched between you and Alastor. "You are hanging out with this bad boy..." her voice had a pondering tilt to it, eyebrow furrowing in thought. "Does that make you a bad girl?"
You thought for a moment. Does hanging out with (and being married to) Alastor automatically make you a bad girl? Does regretfully enjoying his presence place an inherent sin on your soul? Probably.
"Yes." You replied simply. This elicited a wide grin from the girl, who's grip around your neck became a python-like constriction in excitement. You fought not to stutter.
"Okay!" She said with glee. A warmth flooded your chest as you gently rested your cheek against the top of her head. You felt Alastor's eyes on you, but you refused to look his way, deciding you didn't care to see what kind of expression he held for you.
A loud clatter, followed by the sound of shattering glass made the housemaid's body tense, already preparing to jump to work. A loud curse came from the kitchen.
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Wife!Reader overhears Alastor is in danger and goes to his rescue. Also, she wants some explaining.
Warnings: Fem!Reader - Married and in love like the Addams - Reader was a killer -> OP!Wife Reader - Cursing - Blood - Reader's power is ice -
Notes: Is this a new AU? Maybe! #Ice Wife Au!
Things were at peace at the Hotel. You were sitted in the looby, reading some old book, waiting for your dear Husband to be back from his meeting with Rosie. Husk stood at the Bar, cleaning and drinking, from time to time he would offer a drink for yourself. And you would decline. Charlie was away with Niffty, things were going good.
Which means, something wrong must be going to happen.
"ALASOR IS IN DANGER!!" A very agitated and overly energetic Niffty screamed opening the Hotels doors and in a quick swift taking Husk who was barely processing her words.
"Alastor, is what?" The cold with edges of worry in your tone stopped Niffty from taking Husk.
Niffty turned, trembling under your polite yet dangerous gaze. The wife of her Boss was as gentle as she was scary. Even if you never did hurt her or Husk. She could see ice forming down your feets, her tongue getting stuck.
This is were Husk took the task of explaining, even if he was not sure what was going on.
"Seems like the Boss got in trouble" He responded. Simple, easy, not like he felt his dead bones tremble.
Satan knows you were (maybe) the most calm and (dare to say) sweet soul. A contrast to Alastor himself. While he was loud, you were not, speaking only when necessary, while Alastor liked attention you did not hate it but were never activenly seeking it. And, while Alstor loved jazz, you prefered silence over anything.
Husk knew not to mess with you. He have seen in the early days of him being under Alastors command what you could do. And he was not going to be the end of your wrath.
"Is that so?" You asked, voice steady. Few would try to fight Alastor. And even less could leave him in a position of danger. So this was either someone stupid with too much power. Or, Alastor dragged himself into this situation.
"Alright Niffty, lead the way" You ordered the small sinner who nodded.
Oh, you were going to drag his bambi ass back and have a conversation with him later.
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Part of you should have expected them to be the ones to put Alastor in danger. Why? Because Vox hated Alastor, and his two companions had no problem in fighting with him.
Now, if Alastor was not hurt from Adams attack (who, got his wings froze up and a look of hate before you melted to be with Alastor). This fight would have been going in a different way, but Alastor was an arrogant, proud bastard (lovely). Of course he would get himself in this.
Did all of this have some grand final win for him?
Probably, most likely.
Were you leaving him to get hurt or humillated for it?
No.
But you did wait. Away in the shadows. Maybe, just maybe with Husk and Nifftys help they could do a flip for this battle. Besides, Alastor never liked when you did help him. Not because he did not aprecciate it, but because he hated feeling like he needed you to stood up for him. It was suppose to be the other way around, in his mind at least, and from what he had learned and done in your living days.
Only when you saw the gun being pointed at Niffty, and Husk kind of having a hard time against Velvette did you reveal yourself.
You extended your hand, your palm up, and did a small blow on it, soon frost formed and carried itself in the air towards the six sinners. It froze them from head to tone, being colder and harder around the Vees.
"Now, what is the reason behind this mess?" You asked, snowflakes falling on your hair.
Valentino tried to break free but only got the ice to get even harder and even get himself stabbed by it. While Velvette could only think in "oh she is hot" and "this is going to ruin my clothes"
Alastor found himself being amazed by you. As much as he hated to admit it out loud, when you used your powers you were a something like a work of art to be seen. His dead heart, beated up, somehow proud of his wife.
And knowing full well you were going to have his ass back because of this.
Vox, who knew you from his years back, when he did that offer to Alastor tried his best to ignore the feeling in his chest and use his electrecity to destroy your ice. But as expected, it did not work. Besides if it melted and Vox decided to attack if would affect not only him but the other two Vees as well. And you would use that on your benefit.
Such a tactical woman.
You ignored the other two and went to Vox and Alastor. The two looking at you like you were death itself once again.
"Vox, such a long time" You said to the TV demon. You always hated how things ended with him and Alastor back then. But never went to repair things.
Vox said nothing but fulminate you with his eyes, one hand still extended towards Alstor to attack.
"Dear, i would love to listen the reason of this...less than marvellous situation" You said to Alstor who flinched "I was reading a book"
Well fuck him, he knew how much you adored your time at peace.
"This is just something between old pals" Alastor tried "And I was dealing with him" he added tone a bit angry
"Really? I only see you, cornered and your two souls about to be murdered"
If Vox could laught, he would. Because there was nothing funnier than seeing Alastor get himself called out, even more by you.
"....Whatever, you here to mock me my Love?" Alastor said after a few seconds of silence.
"Me? Never" You responded giving him a soft smile, with a flick of your hand the ice around him, Niffty and Husk melted. "Just here to take you home"
Alastor scoffed, his plan ruined cause of you. Of course you would come to save him. You were his wife after all. The one who would dare to go against him. Put your foot down and stop him from making something stupid like this. So, up he got, making himself look presentable again before taking your could hand in his and kissing it.
"Yes, really lovely and all. But can we also get out?" Vox asked offended by the sight and if not, a little hurt.
"Cant do that Vox, but good luck getting out" You said back giving his TV head a small pet that made him blush.
And like that, with shadows and a cold air, all of you went back to the hotel.
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Only when Alastor and You were alone in your shared room did you gave him the look, the one he knew so well. The, no bullshit look.
Alastor did himself a drink and downed it in one go before getting mentally ready to look weak.
"I had it under control"
"When? when Niffty got a gun at her head? or Husk got almost hurt? Oh i know" you said besides him your could lips brushing his deer ear. "When Vox had you cornered and ready to attack?. Alastor, you had much things going on, and under control was not one of them"
He felt your touch on his shoulders, slowly the stress went away. "Now tell me, why go and look for trouble when you are still recovering?"
Alastor took a deep breath, because if he could be honest with someone (besides Rosie-the bitch) was with you. The one who have seen his best and worse. The one who never cared if he was back at home after a killing and only say "bathroom is ready" or the one who never asked him to stop doing his rituals.
"I went to Rosies place" He started "I need my powers back" He admitted with a voice almost broken, no laught back from the radio. "That fucker, ruined my cane" he said revealing it to you "Of course she did not fix it" he added almost breaking his own lips with how much force he was putting on them with his teeths.
"Alastor, I believe you are expecting too much from a Demon" You said in a soft lovely tone. "Unlike you, Rosie finds this situation...well funny. I dont believe she will just fix this for you"
Alastor gave a look like he knew it, but he had to try. He hated being weak at the end.
"Listen" both his hands got in your chilly hands "I cant fix it, is not in my power to do so. But i can be with you while you get there, alright? And i know, satan i know you would prefer if i did not interfere with you on this. But i cant leave my Husband alone like that"
Alastor could see the sincerity in your eyes, the cold look present, the almost emotionless face away, only tainted by the real love you felt for him.
And yes, you would not leave him like that. He still remembers when you basically made up a whole story up to cover for him when he was still and amateour killer.
"And, if every time you go to do something to stupid and reckless you interrump my reading time, then you will have a serious trouble" You added the corners of the room turning ice and your smile now showing your demonic teeth.
He shivered, from the cold and the look. Oh, he loved all your faces. The sweet, the emotionless, the empy, and the angry. It was made him feel in love (or something like that) all these years ago, and the feeling just got deeper once both of you died and reunited in hell.
"Undertood Mon Amour" He responded giving your head a small kiss "no more...plans without telling you, or giving them a second thought"
"Thats what i wanted to hear from you, now get clean and read for me in that voice of yours, no radio filter, just you, like the old good times"
Like the living times, is what you did mean, and Alastor could only nodd, because even him missed these moments. When the world fadded, when only you two stood alone in the living room. His voice like a sirens melody, making you sleep.
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Hi! I would like a hazbin headcanon of the characters with a short reader if that ok?
Hazbin Hotel x Short!Reader Headcanons (18+, NSFW)
A/N: I hope you’re aware of the clownery that is about to ensue due to this idea, anon…enjoy :D
Charlie
Charlie is insanely tall, and so she finds your short stature incredibly endearing. She's constantly patting your head and telling you how adorable you are. "Awwww, you're just so cute! Look at you! So tiny! I could squeeze you!"
Although she means no harm, you find her constant remarks rather patronizing. She doesn't notice your discomfort at first, but when you finally pull away from one of her head pats, she looks hurt.
"What...what's wrong? Did...did I hurt you?" You say no, explaining that you don't appreciate her comments. "Oh...I'm...shit, I'm so, so sorry! I didn't...mean to make fun of you...I just...find you so cute...I...won't say stuff like that again, I promise..."
And she doesn't...mostly. She has to stop herself multiple times from patting you on the head, but otherwise, she's doing a good job of being respectful.
Vaggi
Vaggi isn't really one to make fun of someone's height unless they annoy her. In fact, if Charlie starts cooing over how short you are, Vaggi would probably be the one to tell her to cool it. "Charlie, babe, they look uncomfortable. Maybe give them some space?"
That being said, if you make it clear you don't mind the jokes and you get to know Vaggi well enough, she might greet you with a, "Hey, short stack,"
Vaggi also can't help but find it funny that her spear is at least double your height. "I think you'd fall over if you tried to hold this. You know what? I wanna see you try. Here,"
She was right.
Angel Dust
Angel would not be shy at all about poking fun at your height. "Heya, short stuff. Can you see all of me from down there?"
He'd incorporate it into his flirting. "I bet I could fit all of you inside of me...if you know what I mean..."
Your annoyance would only fuel him. "Aww, don't have such a short temper! Hehehe..."
But if you got upset enough, he would back off. "...sorry, toots. I...didn't know it bothered you that much. I'll...I'll stop,"
And he was mostly right. He still makes a comment every now and again to make you laugh, and then subsequently pretend to be mad to hide your laugh.
Husk
Husk doesn't really care that you're short; it doesn't make a difference to him, and he's not one to make fun of something like that unless he hates the person already.
Still, he can't help but find it funny how much your legs dangle from the barstools. He eventually makes a comment about it: "Do ya need me to help ya get down from there?" It's not quite mockery, but with Husk's dry tone, it's hard not to feel as though you're being made fun of. So you cross your arms and pout, rolling your eyes.
Husk can't help but chuckle. "You look like a fuckin' child when you do that," You flip him off. "What? Just tellin' it like it is. Not my fuckin' fault you can't handle honesty,"
You go back and forth like this several times, to the point where Husk only starts giving you shots because "anything else and you might just fall over". You decide maybe it's just best to quit drinking altogether.
Niffty
Niffty appreciates finally having someone around who can meet her at her level...literally. She can hug you without her hugs only reaching your legs, climb on you a lot more easily, and show you all of the tight little spaces she likes to hide in. "No tall people allowed!"
She makes your height feel like someone fun and unique about you, rather than a liability or something to be made fun of. If you're female-presenting, she dubs you "The Short Queen", and if you're male-presenting, she dubs you "The Shortest, Baddest Boy". Otherwise, she just calls you "my fellow short person", but in an affectionate sort of way. Your height becomes something for the two of you to bond over.
The two of you have height contests, where you see which one of you can make yourselves look the tallest. You get Alastor to be the judge, and he likes to tease the both of you: "Hmm...I think you both are tied," Niffty always asks him to check again, and you just laugh.
Baxter
Similar to Niffty, Baxter doesn't often meet people of a similar height to him. When he first arrives at the hotel, despite his initial hostility, he finds himself gravitating towards you and Niffty. It isn't long before he becomes a part of the "short person club".
Baxter confides in you and Niffty that he's been working on a concoction that can alter a person's height. "If my theory is correct, one drop of this elixir will be able to alter height by one inch, so by that logic, twelve drops should equate to one foot. So by using this measurement guide, we should be able to alter our heights by however many feet we desire!"
It's a tempting proposition, but a risky one. You have no idea what's in that elixir. You don't even know if you can fully trust Baxter; didn't he once work for VoxTek? But he insists that, even if it doesn't work, there shouldn't be any long-lasting side effects.
You finally agree, adding the precise amount of drops needed to alter your height to a glass of water and drinking it after doing cheers with Baxter and Niffty.
There's a puff of smoke, and the three of you look in the mirror. Or you would, if you hadn't just crushed the mirror underneath the weight of your giant bodies.
As it turned out, Baxter got the ratio wrong. One drop wasn't one inch...it was one foot. So twelve drops would be twelve feet. So when you drank sixty drops in the hopes of gaining five feet...you ended up gaining sixty feet.
You tower over Hell, having burst through the roof of the hotel. Everybody freaks out, and you and Niffty look at Baxter, anger boiling in your now giant eyes.
Thankfully, Baxter also messed up in the sense that the elixir wasn't permanent, so after about twenty minutes of pure chaos, including 666 News arriving and the three of you pulling a King Kong on the hotel, you poof back to your normal sizes. From then on, you never try an elixir from Baxter again.
Alastor
Alastor is used to being one of the taller demons in the room, but he still finds your notable shortness endearing. He 100% makes fun of you for it: "My dear, perhaps we ought to go shopping for some platform shoes for you. I think the extra height would benefit you,"
Height is one of the ways Alastor maintains control over those he sees as beneath him. If you won't do what he wants, he'll stand up straight or make himself taller as a means to intimidate you. "Can you repeat that, my dear? I couldn't quite hear you from up here,"
Even his cane is taller than you, a fact he's definitely exploited. You get bonked on the head by that thing at least once as a means of shutting you up. Think that scene in The Lion King where Rafiki hits Simba on the head with his stick. Alastor pretends that he didn't do it: "What? I think you're mistaken, my dear. I would do nothing of the sort...right?"
Alastor sees you as a stubborn little nuisance, a pest he could squash. But Charlie insists that your intentions are good, so he holds off. But he makes it incredibly clear that if you fuck with him, you'll "lose what little stature you have to your name".
Lucifer
Lucifer has had to endure an eternity of being made fun of for being short, so when you arrive in the hotel, he briefly puts aside his usual hesitancy and erupts with joy: "FINALLY, a sinner that doesn't tower over me! What a pleasant surprise, something which I never thought I'd say!" He, of course, conveniently forgets about Niffty and Baxter.
Lucifer is happy he doesn't have to try and flex his might to you by making himself seem bigger or being overly theatrical like he usually does. He can look you directly in the eye, meet you at your level. He hadn't quite realized just how desperately he needed that: "You know, it's...it's refreshing to not have to crane my neck to talk to you. Don't...don't have a sudden growth spurt or anything, OK?"
He's a little embarrassed by it, but Lucifer feels himself letting his guard down around you due to your height. You feel more...attainable than the other sinners, like he can actually...talk to you. He finds himself gravitating toward you when he leaves his room, attempting to make conversation with you, and even laughing at your jokes. It's...strange, this comfort and ease he's found with you, but he doesn't hate it.
Charlie thinks it's absolutely adorable, and even though Lucifer will never admit to it, he's definitely glad that Charlie brought you to the hotel.
Sir Pentious
Sir Pentious is one of the hotel's tallest residents, so when he first meets you, he has to bend down quite a bit, but he tries not to be rude about it: "Oh! Hello there, my dear...let me just...bend down a bit to get to your level...you are...much shorter than I. O-of course, that is not a problem!"
Sir Pentious can already be a bit oblivious, so you find that he often doesn't notice when you're coming up behind him. So most of the time, when you go to greet him or ask him for something, he startles and jumps back: "AAAAH! I'M BEING AMBUSHED! Oh. It's just you. You frightened me. Do try to announce yourself when you wish to speak with me,"
You try, but you still feel like a pesky mouse crawling inside an elephant's trunk...or in this case, a snake's maw. Pentious can very easily wrap his serpentine body around you, which he demonstrates whenever he hugs you, and you wonder if you'd pop if he squeezed any harder.
Still, Pentious likes you and does his best to be gentle with you, despite how clumsy he can be. "Please do let me know if I bring any harm to you, my dear. I would hate to see you die on my watch; what kind of a friend would I be?"
Cherri Bomb
Cherri definitely mocks you for your height when you first meet. "Hey, shortie...so this is the body you got stuck with here in Hell? That's a bitch, isn't it?"
Cherri isn't exactly careful, so she'll often bump into you or even trip over you when she's running off somewhere. Of course, she prefers to blame you for that: "Watch where you're fuckin' goin', dipshit! Can't you see I've got somewhere to be? It's not my fuckin' fault you're tall as a pin!"
Still, Cherri can't help but see you as a sort of little sibling due to your height. She often asks you to fetch things for her or teases you as a big sister might tease her younger siblings. It's annoying, but you come to realize it's her way of bonding with you.
Eventually, you learn to fire back at Cherri when she makes fun of your height, and she laughs uproariously: "Finally grew a spine, eh? I knew you'd come around eventually! Cheers, mate!"
Vox
Vox is a condescending piece of shit, so he 100% mocked you for your height when he first met you. He probably used his wires to make himself appear larger just to rub it in. His whole modus operandi is making himself seem superior to others, and if that means making you feel lesser than him because of your height, then so be it.
If you end up working for VoxTek, Vox would definitely find ways to knock you down a peg...more so than you normally were. He'd bump into you with his shoulders and pretend he didn't see you - "pardon me, you're just so easy to miss, you blend in with the scenery" - and he messes with your office chairs so that you're always close to the ground. "That seat seems a bit low, doesn't it? Do you need one of our patented VoxTek™️booster seats? C'mon, no shame if you do!"
If you eventually confront Vox about all this, he pretends he has no idea what you're talking about. "Me? Trying to condescend you? Don't be fucking ridiculous! You're not even worth the fucking effort. You're a speck of dust...and no, that is not a size joke. You're so fucking sensitive,"
But eventually, Vox would learn the hard way not to push your buttons. Still, every now and then, he'd stretch like a cat while standing next to you to emphasize the height difference, and you'd just glare at him.
Valentino
Valentino is massive...like, even for an overlord. And with his wings, he can make himself look even larger. So you look like absolutely nothing standing next to him, and he makes sure you know that. "Aww, look at this pequeña querida! Tell me, how does my dick look from down there? I'm sure compared to you, it's fucking massive. Of course, it already is, but you know what I mean..."
Valentino probably wouldn't be in a rush to hire you, given how much he loves actors who can show lots of leg, but if you can impress him despite your height, he'll be able to carve out a niche for you: short people porn. "It's a fetish. Not really my thing, but hey, who am I to deny the people what they want?"
Valentino would absolutely adore watching his employees manhandle you, slamming you around and treating you like a doll. Even though he insists he's not into the short person thing, he does get turned on by it.
You might even end up becoming one of Valentino's little lap puppies. You'd be right at home on his lap, a chain clamped tight around your throat, and Valentino stroking your hair: "Good pup. Make sure you know your place..."
Velvette
Velvette isn't actually tall herself, but that doesn't stop her from taking the piss out of you for your height: "Babe, I don't even think I have clothes that fit you! I think you'll just have to wear baby doll clothes!"
Velvette probably wouldn't want you as a model, given that you don't fit the conventional body type she goes for, but I think eventually she'd realize there was a demographic of smaller sinners that you could appeal to, and she'd hire you for "diversity". "You're gonna help me get all of the short bitches to follow me! Sounds good, yeah?"
The collections you model would be a big hit, and Velvette would definitely take advantage of that, turning you into her next big cash cow. "You have made me SO MUCH cash, babe. I'll love you forever for that...or at least until people stop buying your shit,"
Even when the craze dies down, Velvette begins to incorporate a larger size variety in her collections. She won't admit that you had something to do with that, but it's very obvious: "I would've fucking done it anyway! You just...reminded me. Don't get a big fucking head about it!"
Adam
Adam has an ego surrounding basically everything, and his height is no exception. He loves to flex his height on his fellow angels and exorcists, and that includes you: "Look at how big I can fucking get! I'm fucking massive! I tower over all of you bitches! Fuck, I'm so fucking cool!"
Adam definitely rests his elbow on your head as a cocky sort of power move, not letting you move while he makes fun of you: "You just so happen to be a very convenient place for me to rest my elbow...uh, uh! Don't fucking move! You want my arm to fucking fall?! Fucking dick!"
If you fight back against his teasing, Adam doesn't let up. He sees it as you being overly sensitive: "Oh, so just because someone can't take a fucking joke, it means I'm the bad guy now?! Do you even know who the fuck I am?! I'm the first fucking man, bitch! Numero uno! That means you and all of these other fuckers are beneath me! Fucking remember that!"
If you're not one to be easily intimidated (and let's be real, if you're short, you're probably not), Adam wouldn't really know what to do with you and would just brush you off. "Fucking whatever, bitch. But you're still fucking shorter than me! This doesn't change that!" You know it doesn't, but it also doesn't change the fact that he's a huge fucking dickbag.
Lute
Lute doesn't miss an opportunity to belittle or make fun of someone, and you're certainly no exception. Especially if Adam is already making fun of you for your height, she'll join in: "Maybe grow a few inches before you try and talk to me. Got it?"
She'd constantly stare down at you, trying to make you feel smaller, wanting to see you shrivel up. It makes her feel powerful, like she takes up space. If your resolve is strong and you don't crumble, she'll take out her anger on you: "You think you're tough, huh?! You think just because you have a spine that you're better than me?! Well, guess what? You are NOTHING compared to me! So stop acting like it!"
Even if you don't say anything to her, Lute will take it upon herself to basically bully and harass you in order to feed her inferiority complex. She instructs the other exorcists to not associate with you, leaving you alone and feeling worthless. If you confront her about it, she gets defensive: "What? You think I told them not to talk to you? Don't you think it's more likely that they just realized you're not worth associating with?"
If you stand your ground, Lute would eventually break: "Fine! You wanna know the truth? It's nothing you probably haven't already figured out by now! I fucking despise you! I hate how above it all you act! I hate how you don't feel any pity for yourself because of your height! And I hate that you don't seem intimidated by me at all! What fucking gives?!"
You tell her that over the years, you've learned how to be confident and compensate in other ways for your height. She's not expecting that answer. "Huh...that's...actually sort of admirable. Don't get me wrong! I still don't like you. But...I suppose you deserve to be here just as much as anyone else,"
If that's the only apology you'll get from her, you're fine with that.
Abel
Abel is nowhere near as tall as his father, but he's still taller than you'd think. It can be easy to forget that because oftentimes, he's trying to make himself seem smaller, shrinking down or hiding away. He's never been confident, so he's never seen his height as an advantage, but rather as another thing he hates about himself.
If you compliment him on his height, he's caught completely off guard, not used to it: "U-um...th-thanks? It's...I'm not...I'm just...I know I look weird, but...it's not...something I can control, so don't feel like you have to...make me feel better about it..." If you insist that you mean it, he gets flustered. "Oh...r-right...you're...not taking pity on me? Right...that...happens...sometimes...yeah. Sorry, I...gotta go," He dashes off, unable to handle being genuinely complimented by someone.
After that, you make it a point to point out his height whenever you can, asking him to reach for something on a tall shelf or scan a crowd to find someone. He seems uncomfortable at first, but eventually he starts to embrace it, realizing that his height isn't just a liability, but something he can take pride in.
At the same time, he does his best not to make you feel bad about your height. "You're small, but like, in a good way! Like in the way that puppies and kitties are small...w-wait, that sounds like I'm making fun of you! I promise I'm not! I love puppies and kitties! You like them, too, right?! Right?!"
So, although the two of you look like total opposites in terms of height, you find your friendship with Abel to be very easy. At least, until he falls on top of you and squishes you. He never stopped apologizing for that.
Hello! Your writing is SO good! Could I have a Hazbin Hotel x Hellhound! Reader, who has started shedding a LOT because of all the events during season 2?
They are really calm and it’s very difficult to see how they are really feeling.
Not gonna lie, you might see me more in your inbox.
A/N: Holy shit, 'Hotel Gang' got a lot bigger. But THANK YOU OMGGG UR SO SWEET
Charlie:
Charlie notices very fast, because she's trying to micromanage everything at the hotel right now. And with all your fur all over the rug and the couch and the bar...! Oh, she wants to scream at you. But she's a nice person, she knows she has to be nice, because you probably don't know any better. Right?
So she, aggressively-kindly, walks up to your door and knocks. "Hey, (Y/N)? I need to talk to you about the-" And, as Charlie does, she walks in before being invited in. That's when she sees how bad of a state you're in, and how nervous you are. She spends the day comforting you after that.
When you go back to your usual calm state, Charlie pays much more attention. She's always there to squeeze your shoulders and tell you that you're doing great. That, and she's always there with a lint roller.
Vaggie:
Vaggie picks up on the shedding before Charlie does, and she's made it her mission to make sure Charlie doesn't find out. Charlie's stressed enough as it is, and Vaggie doesn't trust her not to yell at you.
She approaches you subtly about it, not making much of a big deal of it. It's when everyone's already left the lobby for the night. You're drinking tea, a special blend you only pull out when you're stressed. She's cleaning up.
"Hey. You good?" She'll ask. You'd say yes, that everything's fine. And Vaggie won't pry, she knows you can handle it on your own. And if you prefer it that way, she won't intervene. "Cool. Just want you to know that you can come to me if they aren't."
You appreciate it all the same.
Niffty:
If you thought Niffty wouldn't notice immediately, you'd be wrong. It's unclean, and she knows it.
You return to your room one terrible night only to see something under your blankets. A chill creeps up your spine, and you pull the blankets back to reveal a full-sized plush of your body, made entirely with your fur. Every detail was impeccable, even down to the small birthmarks you didn't know anyone knew about.
"So you'll never be alone." A voice said from behind you. You flinched, turning back to see Niffty smiling at you before going back to cleaning.
Husk:
Husk is very subtle about his concerns. He notices soon enough, how you'd left fur all over his bar stools. He's annoyed, yes, but he won't bring it up.
When you sit at his bar again, he slides you a drink. After a few seconds, he slides you a lint roller. He doesn't have to say anything, and he won't say anything unless you come to him. But you know he'll be there for you, whether to listen or to give you the drink you definitely need.
Angel Dust:
Angel is more observant than anyone will give him credit for. He knows what a cry for help looks like, and by god, he'll give you help. But he also knows how it feels to want everybody to worry and nobody to worry at the same time. So, he'll pass you Fat Nuggets whenever you look down.
"He wants cuddles. D'ya mind?" He'll ask. And, of course, you don't mind. You'll give Fat Nuggets all the cuddles you want. Angel will talk about his day, just to prove to you that this is a safe space to complain. But if you don't join him in complaining, then whatever. He's just happy you're happy.
Cherri Bomb:
Cherri notices the shedding when she's so high that she's staring at the couch. It just didn't make that much sense for that much of your fur color to be on this couch, nasty as it was.
She soon locates you, standing up to go back to your room, when she gets off the couch at a speed that looks incredibly concerning.
"Hey. Y'wanna go out with me and Angie? We're headed out to Entertainment to get our freak on." You know it's her way of worrying, and it means a lot to you.
Baxter:
Interfering with the circumstances would ruin the experiment. That's what Baxter tells himself. But his observations have led him to believe that you are under distress. And you are his friend.
It takes him weeks before he says anything. But then...
"Would you want to...come watch me work in the lab sometime?" You accept immediately. He tolerates your presence.
Alastor:
A shadow slinked past you in the dark hallways of the Hotel. It beckoned you towards it, and you followed. The shadow grinned... only to toss your own fur at you. Strands rained down upon you in a gross storm as it grinned.
The shadow pointed two fingers at its' smile, waiting for your response. You gave it a smirk and an eye roll. The shadow let out an amused stream of static in response. You think that might be how it laughs.
A quick bonk to the head from the shadow's owner threw you off guard as he passed by.
"Do stop worrying so much, dear. It's unsanitary."
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Hi! I like the way you write, it's so interesting and detailed!
Wouldn't it be too difficult if I asked about the positive and negative sides of them (Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husker, Sir Pentious, Niffty, mayde Alastor (about him - if you want) as romantic partners?
A/N: I took forever to do this request? I don't know what you mean... This is a long one, enjoy.
𖤓Charlie
»Positive
• Unconditional love for the rest of you life: she'll be your biggest fan, will cheer you up in every action and will show her love no matter how or where.
• Gift giving: Being the princess of hell, she has the power, status and money to give you anything you want.
• Cuddles: She gives the best hugs and cuddles! Every night, when you two are about to dooze off, she'll put her arms around you and pull you closer, head on your shoulder and lovestruck smile on her face. You two have the best night of sleep out of everyone.
»Negative
• Stubborn: when she puts something in her head she won't listen to you, even if she's wrong, she insists she can figure it out and refuses to acknowledge it.
• Priorities: She puts her hotel in front of you, helping the sinners is in the top of her list so don't be surprised if she forgets a important date or about a place she promissed she would go with you.
• Toxic positivity: Refuses to admit things are going wrong, the place can be on literal fire and she still will come up with something good about it, that's nice sometimes but not when you need her to actually face reality instead of denying it.
𖤓Vaggie
»Positive
• Devoted: You're more valuable to her than her own life, she promissed to you and herself that she would never leave your side no matter what, fight for your beliefs and do everything completly out of love.
• Protection: Would throw hands with anybody if it meant you would be safe. Your safety is her top priority, no matter what no matter who, she'll fight em’ as long as that means you will keep smiling safe and sound by her side.
»Negative
• Secrets: There are things Vaggie finds hard telling you, many things, you try not to care, everyone has secrets after all, even if she's extra defensive about hers, it's normal. She promised she would tell them one day, but never does, and deep down hopes they'll never be revealed.
• Roughness: She can be rather mean and hotheaded, usually not to you but people around her annoy her pretty easily, to the point her face will get all red from anger and she'll be cursing in spanish through the halls, it's funny from time to time but you do wish she could control her temper, especially when it starts affecting your time together, all because Angel made a unfunny joke about her name.
𖤓Husker
»Positive
• Wise tips: Husker has lived in Hell for a good amount of time now, and even when he was alive he likes to think he was a man of knowleged, his words may be harsh but he has the solution for almost all your problems, he won't directly help you, but he always has that proud look in his eyes when you overcome an issue.
• Drinking buddies: While being rather possessive of his alchohool and bar, he's quite a nice person to share a drink with, got too drunk? Not to worry, his resistance is so high that he can take care of you even after many shots. Want to taste something new? He knows just the right drink that will satisfy your taste.
• Soft: You've petted his fur a few times before starting to date him and yes, it's very fluffy and soft, the occasions when he let's you be so invasive to his personal space are rare, but worth it every time. It's also cute the way he leans into your touch and purrs.
»Negative
• Smell: Let's be for real, he reeks of booze and does nothing to cover it, complaining about it won't do anything either, he refuses to change his own smell just for your comfort.
• Lack of commitment: He doesn't enjoy doing all these usual relationship things, going on dates, giving gifts, talking about love, it's not something he'll willingly do and gets grumpy when asked about it. He also shows no sign of care at the threat of the relationship ever ending.
• Rude: Flipping you off at any minor annoyance, throwing insults when you do something stupid and making unwanted commentary about your personality like he's some kind of psychologist analysing you, he does all that and doesn't give a fuck if you're uncomfortable with it.
𖤓Angel
»Positive
• Chest pillow: That's he's most known for, the chest fluff everyone would pay hundreds for, and you get to touch it all for free, it is as soft as people make a fuzz about by the way, when you get too stressed or is having trouble sleeping he will pull you and shove your face into his chest, works like magic.
• Busy nights: I'm not even going to sugar coat this, he's good at sex. He knows every position, every kink, every toy, whatever you have in mind he's up to trying. Will make you feel pleasure like never before.
• Beauty guruu: Unsure to what to use at a party or how to do your makeup? Not to worry, Angel has the best beauty tips to aid you, he's the one that does your makeup most of the time anyways, using you as his test doll to try multiple combinations for his drag shows and movies, will lend you one of his dresses if he's feeling generous too.
»Negative
• Left on read: Angel will most of the time, not answer your messages, be it because he's busy at work or just because he doesn't know how. You can send the most well written of love confesions, he'll most likely answer with a thumbs up or a picture of Fat Nuggets.
• Forbidden L-word: He will, almost all the times, never say “I love you” back. That phrase never leaves his mouth no matter what or how many times you say it yourself.
• Secret: Angel never speaks about his job, ever, he doesn't even want you watching his movies. Your mind makes up multiple scenarios to why he hates talking about it with you, or why he refuses to take you to a footage just once to see how it works, and he'll raise his voice if you even try to bring up his boss.
𖤓Niffty
»Positive
• Cleaning: Niftty pretty much does all the cleaning without you even having to ask her for it, your room is the first place she focus on cleaning every time she wakes up.
• Hugs. Hugs? Hugs!: She looooveess physical contact, she lives for being close to everyone, so expect a bunch of hugs, sudden kisses and her climbing on top of you, a lot, all the time.
»Negative
• Obssesion: Her cleaning habits can easily backfire, she won't rest until every corner is shining clean, and gets upseat at the smallest things; you forgot to wash your cup after drinking, didn't take a piece of clothing out of the floor of your room or simply dares to leave a stain in the carpet she's looking at you like you just killed her mother or something, and let me tell you, it's creepy.
• Weird: Dead bugs, randomly trying to stab you, messing with your hair while chuckling about nothing, stopping everything she is doing and staring at nothingness, those Are just some of the weird actions Niffty does on a daily basis, but hey, you knew what you were signing up for when you got in a relationship with her.
𖤓Sir Pentious
»Positive
• Hand-made gifts: Being so good at engemearing, is only expected Pentious will find himself with a few parts to spare, and he puts those to good use. Your room is filled with gifts he made for you, they vary in size and utility, from an alarm clock to a small laser that can cut through glass, don't know where you're using that one but it's the thought that counts.
• Family: The Egg Bois will quickly get attached to you, totally attached, they'll follow you around like baby ducks, will help you with anything you need on the hotel and will ask for you to do things usually only parents do, like baking for them or reading a bed time history, it's just like having a family with each other.
»Negative
• Lack of time: He spends a lot of time building his machinery, and I mean- A LOT of time. There will be moments were he will stays almost a week only focused in his invations, muttering stuff on the lines of wanting to become a overlord, or complaining about someone named “Baxter”. You two don't spend a lot of time together.
• Shyness: He's shy, that was charming at first, how he could be so polite and innocent while living in Hell, but it evolves into more of a annoyance with time. You can't move to close that he will slither away, a kiss that lasts too long will make him push away with a face so red that you can't help but worry if he's about to pass out. Don't even think about mentioning sex in front of him, he might actually faint.
𖤓Lucifer
»Positive
• Life of luxury: Take Charlie's hability to give you everything you want and triple it. He can make anything you desire appear out of thin air, sometimes you don't even have to ask, he'll just hand it out to you like is nothing.
• Adoration: He loves you, oh how he adores you, every breath, every smile, it brings him to a state of pure joy. It's not hard to catch him looking at you in the corner, he has that dumb smile and shine in his eyes, and when you ask him to come closer, his cheeks will blush and he'll gladly do just that.
• Yummy food: He's one of the greatest cooks you ever had the pleasure to meet, and oh joy! He's your partner! Cooking for his loved one is no hard task either so don't fear asking for anything, even if it's the middle of the night and you want something really crazy, he'll do it.
»Negative
• Jelousy: Have you seen how he acted just because of his daughter? He is probably one of the most jealous demons you ever saw, he's terrible at hiding it too. Expect a million calls when you go out alone and someone to lose their life If they dare to touch you in front of him.
• Mess: Ducks, so many ducks, does he really need all of those? You can't take a step around his mansion without accidentally kicking one or finding one in the most nonsensical places, what do you mean you found one in the oven? You can't throw them away either, Lucifer will get defensive and will lead into a fight.
• Lock down: At the same time there are days he expects at least twenty calls a day, there are also ones where he just won't answer. You know damn well when he's about to lock himself in that damn office, but nothing you do can stop him, you tried, multiple times, to get him out, but the moment he goes there he won't be going out for at least a week. Maybe next time.
Wow, I loved the last thing you wrote about the Vees. Honestly, not many people choose to be realistic and not romanticize characters who are truly despicable (in my opinion). And I wanted to know what you think about the characters, not just the Vees.
Aww, thank you! They're really so horrible it makes them really fun to write lol
For you, here's what I think for the main cast + Cherri Bomb because she deserves it 😭
FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE [HAZBIN HOTEL MAIN CAST]
-CHARLIE MORNINGSTAR-
She's genuinely caring and would listen to your problems without judging you.
She would always try to understand your pain and comfort you.
She brings that needed optimism into the relationship.
She 100% believes you can grow, redeem yourself, and reach your best version.
She always encourages you to follow your dreams.
So much singing. All the time.
She fights for the people she loves.
She trusts deeply and loves fiercely.
She would absolutely step in when someone hurts you or crosses a boundary.
She loves planning date nights for you two.
Even a gift as small as a paper heart would make her tear up.
She celebrates even the smallest occasions.
First month anniversary, second month anniversary, third month anniversary, fourth month anniversary...
She's patient with your mistakes and encourages you to do better, even if you hurt her feelings.
She can be too idealistic sometimes, and spirals when things don't go as she had hoped.
She may trust the wrong people or make risky decisions that indirectly affect the relationship.
Sometimes, she needs guidance in recognizing danger or manipulation. She is a princess, after all, so she isn't used to this.
She can rush plans, make impulsive decisions, and get that tunnel-vision where she doesn't see the warning signs when she is too excited or passionate about something.
She doesn't really have the best relationship with her parents, so if you do, she would get a bit jealous. She would also want you two to hang out with them a lot, too. She craves that familial bond!
She will definitely drag you into chaos while chasing that dream.
Self-doubt and guilt can make her withdraw or spiral.
Her role as Hell’s princess weighs heavily on her mental state. No matter how bad some of the people are, she still wants to believe that they can be good.
When reality doesn’t match her hopes, she may take it personally. This means she'll have a sour attitude, and this might cause a fight or two between you two.
She struggles to accept that some problems can't be fixed no matter what you do. Especially when that person is not willing to do the work.
She can lash out, especially when she feels cornered or misunderstood.
She wants so badly to be “good” and “do the right thing” that she sometimes resists admitting fault.
She wants and tries to save everyone, even at the cost of her own health or your relationship.
You need to remind her to calm down, take a break, and rest often.
-VAGGI(E)-
She's loyal to the bone and definitely protective of you.
She'll defend you with all she's got!
If you’re threatened, she reacts instantly, no hesitation, no matter who it is.
She sees protecting her partner as a core purpose and source of pride.
With her by your side, you will never be abandoned, ignored, or left alone in danger.
Relationships for her are long-term, deeply meaningful bonds. She doesn't do anything half-heartedly or play games. You're her one and only.
She balances out your whimsy and keeps you steady.
She always thinks ahead, sees dangers others overlook, and plans accordingly.
She's definitely the “voice of reason” in the relationship, and stops you from making impulsive decisions you'll most likely regret.
She hates lying and feels incredibly guilty when she does lie.
She only opens up about her fears, insecurities, and trauma only with you.
She fixes things, organizes things, and handles logistics for you.
She tries to shoulder burdens so you don’t have to all the time.
She will literally fight battles on your behalf. She has no problem beating someone's ass for you but if you ask her to kill someone, that's a line she won't cross.
Despite her prickly exterior, she is incredibly tender with you.
She doesn't say it much, but she actually loves romantic gestures.
She takes commitment seriously and expects the same respect back from you.
She pulls her weight in everything. Be it the daily chores or major joint responsibilities.
She can get harsh or sharp-tongued without meaning to be.
She feels responsible for your safety to an unhealthy degree and feels immense guilt when you do get hurt.
She struggles with feeling “worthy” of love.
She believes she’s a weapon (she was created for killing sinners, after all), not a person, and this can cause her to isolate herself and push you away.
Her Exorcist past means she sees others (than you) with suspicion, even when she knows better.
She needs reassurance that she’s safe and that you are safe.
She keeps her pain quiet until it bursts out in anger or tears.
She has trouble asking for help.
She prefers predictable environments.
Mess, chaos, or disorganization stresses her out heavily.
She will unintentionally micromanage routines or plans.
-ANGEL DUST-
He's protective as hell over you and will throw himself into danger if it means you'll be safe.
He has no problem standing up to someone (even to Valentino) when they threaten you, even when he knows he'll get hurt badly.
He hides it, but he's extremely sentimental and would keep every little gift you give him.
He can be surprisingly nurturing and is actually great with handling kids.
He would cook for you, help you dress up and look amazing, and support your interests with enthusiasm.
A relationship with him would never be dull. He would humor you constantly, tease you, and have witty banter with you.
He would hype you up constantly and make you feel attractive.
He loves letting loose with you and doing something fun.
He takes selfies with you all the time.
He craves a relationship built on mutual respect, stability, and emotional safety. He wants to be equals, not just a boy toy for you.
He wants someone who values him for more than his looks or performance identity. Someone he can be Anthony with, not Angel Dust.
Only you are allowed to touch his chess puff.
He doesn't like the idea of it, but if you ask him, he will try to drink less alcohol and reduce drug use. Relapses happen often, however, and he tends to just do it when you're away.
He's horrified by the thought of turning into an abuser and hurting you.
He's really horny, especially in the honeymoon phase, so he lusts over you the whole damn time.
He would absolutely send you dirty messages and nudes.
He usually avoids being vulnerable, even with you, and hides the bruises he gets from his job.
He tends to push people away when they get too close. He's terrified of being rejected once they find out how "disgusting, used up, and pathetic" he is.
He tends to shut down emotionally and disappear without explanation when triggered.
When things go bad, he uses drugs again and lets people take advantage of him just to feel desired.
His public persona might be loud, sexual, obnoxious, and very “I don’t give a damn," but he's actually very self-conscious, afraid, and self-loathing.
He actually hates how things turned out for him and blames it all on himself.
He avoids talking about his life before ending up in hell.
Sometimes he switches between these two versions of himself so quickly it can confuse you.
He has a fear of commitment. Not because he doesn't want love, but because he doesn't think he's worthy or safe to love.
He hates the thought of you seeing what is actually going on with Valentino and would adamantly refuse you coming to the studio.
Because of all of this, he might keep you at arm's length for a long time.
Sometimes he can confuse attention with affection and has difficulty recognizing healthy dynamics.
At first, he's very performative in bed, and it would take a long time for you to convince him to just enjoy the moment with you.
This is hard for him because he sees sex as something that's done to him, not something that he does with someone.
-ALASTOR-
Let's be real. He doesn't really do romance. At least, not in the way you hope to.
He would meet your affection with polite amusement and wouldn't actually take it seriously because he has no intention of reciprocating it anyway.
You might get companionship from him if you do manage to get along, but that's it. He hates physical touch, be it something as small as holding hands or something as intimite as sex.
He's not the type of man who lashes out, sulks, or lays a hand on you, even when he gets angry.
He's protective in his own way. He would ensure you're safe, like he does with Niffty. You know, you're one of his at that point, even if you didn't give him your soul (yet). He would eliminate threats before they even reach you.
He likes people with a purpose and conviction.
He’d treat you with old-fashioned manners, courtesy, and polished etiquette.
He likes spending quiet time together. Reading, writing, listening to the radio, having a little snack at a cafe while watching the street...
You would have entertaining conversations with him. They're always witty and lively.
He's low-maintenance. He doesn't demand emotional labor, validation, or constant closeness. He would never cling to you or invade your feelings, either.
He would always have the upper hand psychologically. He might not have the intention of using your feelings against you, but he likes the thought of having that option if he needs to.
He would never reveal his full intentions, motives, or desires. Sorry, not even Rosie knows that!
You may think you understand him, but... You probably won't.
Your compassion or morals mean nothing to him ethically. He will still do what he wants to do, but he might be a little more discreet about it, so you don't get agitated.
He does not feel guilt, remorse, empathy, or pity. He still might apologize, though. About small things.
You have to come to terms with his enjoyment, cruelty, and chaos if you don't want to clash with him.
He's an amazing cook! But be careful...you might be eating the neighbor!
He would bring you gifts and celebrate important dates. That's the gentleman thing to do, after all. And he would bring you stuff like flowers, jewelry, books, or a box of fingers as snacks!
So, in my opinion, the best you can hope for with him is to be partners in crime.
-HUSK-
He's actually a softie under all that grump.
If you're kind and consistent enough, he will eventually open up to you.
He becomes protective, affectionate, and even cuddly (something he hides from everyone else).
Even if he doesn't share your ideals, he'd still support your goals in his own way.
You would be the only one allowed to touch his tail, ears, and wings. He would never admit it, but he actually likes it when you scratch them.
He would help you stay realistic without actually crushing your spirit.
You have to get the bottle out of his cold, dead hands if you want to stop him from drinking.
He rarely loses his temper and is actually good at regulating his emotions before they explode.
Your optimism and whimsy would irritate him sometimes, but he wouldn’t lash out. Just... don't push him too much, okay?
He reads people extremely well. He would know what you're actually feeling before you do.
He gives blunt advice that is weirdly helpful.
You would be the only one who would know his insecurities and regrets.
He's not really the type of guy who compliments you directly, but you would definitely know when he thinks you're looking great.
He's honest to a fault and won't sugarcoat things. You'll always know where he stands in matters.
His self-loathing makes it hard for him to accept affection, and he would probably push you away at first.
He can't help but gamble even though that's the reason he became Alastor's puppet. He knows it's bad and that he should stop, but he always relapses and feels guilty because of it.
He just assumes you'll eventually be disappointed with him and wonder why you're even with him in the first place.
Getting him to open up emotionally is a long, slow process.
He may seem uninterested even when he cares deeply.
Verbal affection embarrasses him. He would rather do stuff for you to prove his love.
He might snap defensively or avoid you if you get too close to the part of himself he really hates.
His regrets, especially the deal with Alastor, haunt him at night.
Sometimes he spirals into guilt and needs space.
He would shield you with his wings.
You get to preen his feathers!
He always watches your back and confronts anyone who talks shit about you.
-NIFFTY-
If she likes you, she'll do her best to defend, protect, and fight for you.
She's loyal AF. A literal ride or die.
She strives to do things for you. Cleaning, sewing, organizing, cooking...just leave everything to her!
She naturally wants to maintain your space, fix things, and take care of daily chores.
She’s never boring, always hyperactive, and full of excitement. It's like she has redbull in her veins instead of blood.
She loves physical affection and being touched. She will randomly hug you, cling to your arm, or crawl into your lap.
She loves it when you carry her around.
If you have a dream or goal, she supports it with full force, no hesitation.
If someone threatens you? She’s already behind them with a needle, ready to stab the FUCK out of them.
She is tiny but feral!
She will run into danger without a second thought if you just ask her.
You would never feel abandoned with her by your side.
She remembers all your preferences, routines, and habits.
She would make you handmade gifts all the time. Cupcakes, cocroach necklaces, hairballs, drawings, fanfiction about the two of you...
She loves playful teasing and flirting.
She likes to collect stuff from you. Hair, nail, loose strings from your clothes, hairbands...
She acts before thinking, especially if told to do something.
She enjoys pain (her own and others). This means she can randomly bite you, scratch you, pull your hair, or kick you and wants you to do the same.
She would love you even more if you're "evil" and "diabolical."
She gets really miserable when things are messy.
She may aggressively clean around you nonstop.
Her reactions can be childish, dramatic, and confusing. She's not as mentally there as you, you know?
She doesn’t always understand long-term consequences. So, she might not get why you're upset with her after she went after a "bad boy."
She obeys commands with terrifying enthusiasm, especially from authority figures like Alastor, Charlie, or Rosie.
She loses focus quickly, though.
-SIR PENTIOUS-
He's such a softie!!!
He's also very vanilla.
He sees you as part of the “family” he never had but always wanted.
The Egg Boiz are your kids, okay? He got the custody and all!
He is shy, awkward, and unsure at first, but once he feels safe, he becomes very doting over you.
Expect clingy tail hugs, excited rambling about inventions, and wanting you nearby during projects.
Do you think he sheds his skin? You could help him with that!
He builds things for you all the time.
He's not really good with verbalising his feelings, you know?
He stutters a lot when trying to compliment you.
He’s not the jealous type. He trusts you 100%.
Thanks to Charlie, he learned empathy, self-reflection, courage, and accountability. He makes sure to keep applying these traits in your relationship, too!
He would write over-the-top love notes dripping with Victorian melodrama.
He wants to be able to protect you and keep you safe.
He cries easily, loves easily, and forgives easily.
Years of social isolation made him clingy.
He gets visibly sad if he thinks he’s annoying you.
He takes things very personally. A small criticism can spiral into panicking, lots of apologies, and sobbing.
He avoids confrontation unless you corner him. Literally.
When nervous, he plays up his “evil genius” persona.
He's actually very insecure.
Even if he's really terrified, he would do his best to protect you.
He would never be violent towards you, but he will have silly tantrums. Expect him to stomp his tail, yell at his Egg Boiz, and pout.
He doesn't really understand innuendos and needs you to communicate with him directly.
-CHERRI BOMB-
Life with her is never dull! She's an adrenaline junkie.
She loves people who can keep up with her momentum or at least appreciate her "high-octane" nature.
When she cares about you, she'll be there no matter what.
She would absolutely start a turf war if it meant helping you out.
Even though she’s wild, she has a tender streak just for you.
She would comfort you when you need it.
She’s much more emotionally intelligent than people think.
She's a party animal. Expects lots of that, drugs, alcohol, sex, and smashing skulls!
She would encourage you to be independent and kill that abusive ex of yours.
She would tease you playfully, but genuinely celebrates your successes.
She thinks you're a badass even when it's clear you're not.
Dating her means unexpected danger is part of your daily schedule.
She would drag you into situations you’re not ready for, and cause fights or escalations without meaning to.
She needs a partner who can handle her emotional spikes without fear.
She loves explosions, fights, and guns.
She's extremely confident and hates to be told what to do.
Admitting she's wrong is very hard because of this.
She's used to causing chaos to cope with pain.
She makes you feel alive and seen.
She would say how hot you are all the time, too, and make you feel attractive.
these acts are not strictly romantic. you may interpret them as you wish.
baxter, husk, niffty, rosie, and velvette.
⚛︎ ⋆˙⟡ | baxter lets you ask a million and one questions about his experiments, no matter how silly or small, without a snide tone or side-eye — a privilege only you get.
🂱 ⋆˙⟡ | husk never lets you walk on the side closest to the street when you're with him. he will (gently) physically move you aside so he may walk on the less safe side.
✃ ⋆˙⟡ | niffty cooks anything you even make the slightest hint at wanting or craving, no matter how difficult the dish.
ꫂ ၴႅၴ ⋆˙⟡ | rosie never lets you leave the house looking anything less than perfect — no crooked ties, mismatched socks, or hairs out of place, and she'll do the fixing work herself.
‹𝟹 ⋆˙⟡ | velvette knows your drink order by heart. even if it changes by shop, season, or time of day, she knows exactly what to get and when to get it.