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so I saw you wanted requests, well new overlord reader *gn preferably since then anyone can read this* who is an overlord of construction like buildings… and then you can choose the yandere and yes hazbin hotel… also your choice if its platonic or not, note that I havent seen your posts but ill read some after sending the request, im sending this cuz you asked for some
Hi, I'm really sorry that the delivery came in 2025, I didn't see it honestly. But I'll be able to fulfill the order right away, as two people have requested the master list
Morning came. Y/N stretched lazily, her antennae twitching slightly.
Getting out of bed, Y/N headed to the kitchen to make coffee.
Valentino, who hadn't had much sleep due to the all-night filming of the series "I Fucked My Sister, So What?", approached Y/N while standing by the coffee machine.
Valentino yawned, his wings serving as his robe for the moment, as he wrapped his arms around Y/N's waist and rested his head on top of hers.
- How did my TV doll sleep? - he asked quietly, continuing to hug her.
- Relatively normal... - you said. - How about your sleep? - you asked out of politeness.
- Oh, fuck.. I barely slept, those idiot actors didn't even read the script.. And by the way, I wrote it, tried my best.. I'd like to use it as a target at the shooting range.. - muttered the butterfly.
- Good morning, coffee lovers... - Velvet greeted you both, entering the kitchen in her designer pajamas. - How did you sleep?.. Although it doesn't matter, I dreamed about a new clothing line, today I will make fashion history!
- Okay... Okay, go ahead... Just don't bother me, there are some problems at the equipment factory again... We'll see... - you said a little irritatedly. After all, you wanted everything to be perfect at the [first letter of your name]v factories.
- Oh, my favorite doll is so busy and serious already this morning~ .. - Valentino apparently has finally woken up and turned on his "horny little asshole" mode.
- So stop. Why the fuck is she YOURS? She's my girlfriend! - Velvet got angry. - If you want to fuck someone, go and fuck your whores. You have plenty of them!
Valentino was a little taken aback by his female friend's defensive and possessive reaction.
- You both... Are you dating?.. My girls, why didn’t I know about this?
Velvet blushed a little, because in truth she wasn't dating Y/N, but because of her obsession with her, she got jealous and shouted without thinking.
- I didn’t even know I was dating Velvet either~.. - you said with a grin, pouring coffee into your favorite shark mug.
Valentino thought for a second.
- Girls, I was thinking... since none of us have a partner, maybe we should start dating together? Like, a polyamorous relationship? - Valentino said this in all seriousness, without the usual taunts, sarcasm, and smirk. He was actually asking you and Velvet to date him.
- Yes, yes... Of course... Do as you wish... - you muttered, carried away by the news on your phone.
Velvet, like Valentino, took it seriously. She was obsessed with you, that's a fact. Just like Valentino was obsessed with you, but in his own way. She didn't want to share you with anyone, but it was Valentino, and he was the best option for Velvet; at least that "someone" wasn't from the Losers' Hotel.
- Okay, if Y/N agrees, then I agree too, - the fashionista said, crossing her arms over her chest and adopting a more confident pose.
- Excellent! Now v[first letter of your name]v are not only business colleagues but also official partners! - The butterfly hugged you and Velvet with all four of his arms.
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*time skip*
While Angel Dust was trying to convince Charlie not to accept Y/N and Velvet, you both stood to the side watching the crowd of sinners.
- Oh, Lucifer... It's so dirty here... - you said, wincing as you walked away from the chairs and sofas in the hotel lobby.
- And that maid, she's total trash, she looks like... like... like... I don't know, but she's a creepy little bitch... - Velvet muttered, standing next to you and scrolling through something on her phone.
- So, I chatted with Y/N, and she said... that she's only here to do an interview and film what she sees tonight - to try to reassure everyone about Charlie and justify you at the same time.- On a small... very tiny condition... That we will redeem someone...
After a few minutes of their chatter, you and Velvet got bored and decided to approach them.
- Um, excuse me. Are we disturbing you? - Velvet interrupted Charlie, and her voice was clearly sarcasm. - We are busy people..
- Oh, sorry. We were just looking for a volunteer, - the princess replied, trying to be as gentle as possible.
- And you found... Angel Dust? - You said this with some strange delight and amusement. For you, the very idea of an alcoholic porn star redeeming himself was absurd.
- Is it because he's the nicest person there is...!? - You came closer to Angel, subtly hinting that here in the hotel there is a complete rabble of drug addicts, and the best thing Charlie can offer is a whore
- Wait, [cute form of your name from Velvet], a star must always shine! - Velvet said, interrupting you.
- No, Charlie chose him, because if anyone can redeem themselves, it's him! - Husk stood between his friends and you and Velvet.
- Oh, I didn't know they let animals in here too~ - you said, stroking Husk's head, causing him to purr unconsciously. As soon as Husk realized his mistake, he blushed slightly and pulled away.
Eventually, Husk, with the help of Charlie's "cute eyes," convinced Angel to participate. You sat down on the couch, not without disgust, crossing your legs, drones buzzing around you, and Velvet settled in next to you.
- So, show me, redemption~ - after your words, the song began, and by the end, Angel, as expected, had not redeemed himself
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- So, this is the last try... - muttered the princess of Hell, dressed in a purple and black driver's suit with a glued-on mustache. - A beautiful lady in distress, tied to the tracks by me! - Charlie burst into maniacal laughter.
- Me should have kept quiet, - Husk muttered, nervously twitching his tail and looking at you and Velvet for a second.
- This is fucked up. I think the princess is crazy... - you muttered, folding your hands behind your back, watching as Niffty became a machinist, Charlie a crazy villain, and Husk a "beautiful lady."
- Oh no... Save me, help me... I don't care at all... - Husk muttered, not really showing any emotion.
- Here comes the five o'clock train! With a weapon strapped to the front! - Charlie exclaimed, pointing to the train with Vaggie's spear strapped to it - Just in time... - Charlie rubbed her hands angrily, like a villain from a children's cartoon.
Velvet and Y/N stood near the wall of the building. Velvet was listlessly scrolling through her phone, and you were watching the spectacle with indifference and a slight, almost imperceptible anxiety.
- It's a shame there's no handsome, strong sinner who would sacrifice himself to save a lady, - Charlie said theatrically, leaning against you, while you simply raised an eyebrow at her. Velvet, looking up from her phone and seeing Charlie hovering around you, bared her teeth and tried her best to ignore it.
- You're overreacting, - you muttered. - And why did you tie the cat to the tracks? I didn't think you were a cruel person.
- W-What?... No, no, no, no, I'm not a sadist! - Charlie seemed to come to her senses. She didn't want to look like a sadist in front of the other sinners, but she didn't want to look like one in front of you either, she kind of liked you after all.
You ignored her and went to drink some water.
- Velvet, keep an eye on them, - you shouted after disappearing into the hotel.
- What? Where are you going!? - Charlie panicked and ran after you, but Velvet stopped her, saying that you would be right back.
Entering the hotel, you bumped into Vaggie, who was relaxing near the bar after serving guests..
- Hi, cross... How are you? - you asked a little more quietly, as you were also tired after the journalists. And at the moment, you felt solidarity with Vaggie.
- Um... What?.. Who?.. - Vaggie was clearly asleep, but woke up from your voice - And it's you... What are you doing here, you should be there, with Charlie...
- Well, your girlfriend went a little crazy... And I got thirsty... - you said.
- Ah... Just a second... - Vaggie rummaged through the shelves in the bar, took out mineral water, poured it into a glass and placed it in front of you.
- Thank you, little lady, - you muttered. For you, it was a normal demeanor, but for Vaggie, it was a compliment.
- My pleasure..
Then you went outside and Velvet came up to you.
- I’m pretty sure one of Val’s porns started out like that, - Velvet said, lightly nudging you with her elbow.
- Oh, okay... add it to plagiarisms... - you muttered
- I'm a big, strong sinner with a lot of redemptive qualities... - Angel appeared on the roof of the building in a cowboy hat, twirling a gun on his finger. Then his mood faded. - Okay then... Charlie, I don't think this will work, - he said, approaching the princess.
- Charlie?.. Who the hell is Charlie?.. I'm the Devil's Daniel Desko... - Charlie was clearly overacting - Who clearly doesn't listen to his friends - she muttered, turned dramatically and, pointing at the train, which was on a sharp descent, exclaimed - Look, Sheriff Dust! It's about to fall!
- Charlie decided to live up to her name and dressed up as a man with a mental disorder, - Velvet giggled, filming it all on camera.
- This is stupid, I refuse, Charlie, - Angel said upset, crossing his arms over his chest and turning away from Charlie.
- But Angel... This is the only way we can... - Charlie said, but Angel interrupted her with a stern "No" and left. - But...
- Well, princess, maybe the little drug-addicted spider is onto something. - You approached Charlie smoothly, like a shark in the water. - You didn't even realize how that snake redeemed himself, and you're already making your friends dance to this hurdy-gurdy. You tied one to the tracks, the other... - You calmly watched as Charlie took the remote control out of his coat and tried to stop the train by pressing the "Stop" button, but nothing worked.
- What?.. What's wrong with the remote?.. - Charlie muttered in horror.
- Oops, looks like you've decided to kill off another one of your friends, - you smirked.
- Well, actually, I noticed that your train isn't fast or dangerous at all, so I released the brakes, - she exclaimed happily, showing several torn wires. And at that moment, the train abruptly pulled away from the top.
- Don’t thank me~ - Velvet added, appearing next to Charlie.
- What!? ... What are you doing!? - Charlie ran from Velvet, trying to get to Niffty - Niffty, Niffty stop the train!
But Niffty just giggled evilly and apparently had no intention of leaving the train.
- Hmm... She'll make a lousy driver... I hope she doesn't have a real car... - you muttered.
- Husk! Husk! Get out of there! - Charlie ran past you with Velvet, who was munching on popcorn.
- Oh yeah... Yeah, of course I would have come down right now... ONLY YOU TIED ME TO THE FUCKING RAILS! - Husk exclaimed, wagging his tail angrily.
- Shit... Charlie, I told you I wouldn't be involved in this... - Angel showed up again
- Angel, the brakes are cut! - Charlie ran up to him and grabbed him by the lapels of his suit.
- Husk! - Angel was scared for his friend.
- Hmm, hmm... Charlie, is there no lever on the ground that stops the train or makes it turn onto other tracks?.. Or did you not take that into account?.. - you asked.
- No... - Charlie stared at you in shock.
At this time, Angel jumped to the rails and with the help of a pistol freed Husk from the ropes, and instead of jumping off the rails, he simply stood in front of the train.
But then Vaggie appeared and grabbed them and pulled them out from under the train, but due to the strong energy, all three fell on you.
- Oh... fuck... my back... - you muttered.
- Oh shit, I'm sorry... - Vaggie quickly tried to get off you.
- ... - and Husk, who was lying with his head on that chest, froze and just looked at you. Until you sat up and roughly pushed him and Angel to the ground.
- Ouch... It hurts - Angel groaned when you pushed him off of you.
- You think it doesn't hurt? You fell in a fucking pile, - you muttered, and then Velvet showed up. She pushed everyone aside and lifted you up with a strength that was surprising to her.
- Oh Lucifer... This poverty has touched you... - she muttered with disgust towards the hotel residents.
- Of course, fuck! What was that!? You almost killed yourself! - Husk exclaimed, pulling off his dress.
- W-What?.. Are you mad at me!? I saved your life, bitch! - the actor boiled over.
- Yes! Jumping under a train, you idiot! If you do that again... And I... And I... And I... And I'll beat the shit out of you, fucking hell! - said Husk.
While they were arguing, you felt sick, your head was spinning and you felt nauseous. You took a pack of bright pink pills out of your pocket and swallowed two of them.
Then, elegantly adjusting your hair and jacket, you walked towards them, and Velvet followed you.
- Bravo! Bravo, tension, drama, - you gestured theatrically with your hands - What a show.. Hah.. But where is the redemption itself?.. Angel is still here, the same unredeemed piece of trash.. - You feigned disappointment, and then straightened up and asked Charlie - Who knew?~
- Everyone knew, - Velvet confirmed smugly, crossing her arms over her chest.
- No, no... We did everything the same way as Sir Pentious... - she muttered, but Vaggie stopped her.
- But Angel isn't Pentious... And that's enough of this crap for today... Send Velvet away... and... well, Y/N isn't as much crap as that Barbie... But still... - Vaggie said
- Not Pentius... - Charlie repeated the words of the fallen angel. - Not Pentius... Maybe that's why it doesn't work? We tried to recreate Pentius's atonement... But maybe... But maybe he atoned for his own sin... That's why it didn't help Angel... Angel needs to act against his sins! - Charlie exclaimed.
- Wait, doll... Not here and not today... - Angel began to step back.
- Don't be shy, you can tell me... And then we'll redeem you! - Charlie exclaimed enthusiastically.
- It’s not that simple, - Angel said evasively.
- Indeed... It's not that simple... - you said with your popular smirk.
- Don’t you dare, slut, - Angel replied, watching you get closer and closer to him.
- Tell me, princess, what can a sinner do to atone for...~ - you paused dramatically to make Angel's nerves fray.
- Enough!
- For murder~..
- Shut the glove! Don't you dare call me... - You gave him a sharp shock, making him shut up.
- He killed his own father... So Val told me that he did something to you, beat you? - you pressed.
- That's enough! - Charlie shouted, taking on her demonic form - Both of you can bully me, my hotel, but don't you dare bully my friends!
- Get the fuck out of here! - Vaggie shouted, putting the tip of the spear to your neck.
- So the princess invited us herself~ .. - you said, moving the spear away with two fingers
- And she's taking that invitation back! - said the fallen angel, putting the spear to your neck again, but this time piercing the skin, leaving a scarlet stripe.
- You bitch... - Velvet hissed, approaching Vaggie with a menacing aura
Vaggie gripped her spear tighter, ready to fight back at any moment. Charlie stood in front of Vaggie, and you stood in front of Velvet, blocking her from the potential threat of the fallen angel
- I thought this hotel welcomed everyone. - your hypnotic eye is glitching
- They're all crazy here - Velvet muttered, typing on her phone.
- Tell me, princess... Am I capable of redemption? - You said, hovering over Charlie, your voice hissing through the television's static.
- I... I believe that everyone is capable of redemption and deserves a second chance - she said, stumbling and blushing at the intimacy.
You let out an annoyed TV glitch. Your smile, capable of charming any sinner, cracked, revealing a grin
- Velvet, let's go; it seems we aren't exactly welcome here... - You headed toward the exit, but then turned back, looked at Angel, and gave a malicious smile. - Oh, and don't you worry, Angel... I'll be sure to give Valentino your regards~
After those words, you vanished into static.
- Damn it! Y/N! What about me? - Velvet spun around angrily and headed toward the elevator.
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*about 5 minutes later*
You were sitting in the VoxTech limousine. As soon as the doors closed, your serious expression gave way to laughter.
You laughed out loud, and Velvet did too.
- I can't! That princess is just so stupid! - you said, laughing and nearly falling off your seat onto the floor.
- So... Velvet... what have we got there? - you asked, brazenly looking over her shoulder at her phone, feeling a manicured hand stroke your waist.
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Darkness. All around, there's nothing but darkness...
I slowly open my eyes and see... I see a blood-red sky... But why is the sky red?..
There's a slight weight on my neck. I sit up. I think... I think I'm in a city... And it seems like Hell...
I went to Hell.. It was expected.. I was a serial killer and a cultist..
A strong heaviness was felt on the neck..
I reached for my head, but instead... There was a TV? What the hell was that? Oh, shit...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no...
NO!
I grabbed this TV, trying to take it off myself, but I couldn't. He brings it to me...
I slowly gave up and lowered my hands.
Standing up, I looked around, trying to figure out which circle of Hell I was in. There were buildings, clubs, and bars everywhere. There were no boiling cauldrons or torture devices, at least not in place of the buildings..
Looking into one of the store's windows, I appeared there. I began to examine myself, and now I had a retro TV instead of a head, cute antennae on my TV-head, and bright blue claws on my arms. I was still wearing the clothes I had died in, and my jacket's lapels were stained with my blood...
Remembering my death, I shuddered. I didn't want to think about how the great Vincent Whittman ended his brilliant life and career because of a TV that fell on his head..
In the reflection of the shop window, I saw clouds gathering, but they were a poisonous, acidic green. It couldn't possibly have been ordinary rain in hell. I quickly went under the awning of the store whose display case I'd used as a mirror.
Thunder rumbled and rain began to fall, also a bright green color. The street turned out to be deserted.
The rain began to intensify and clearly wasn't going to stop for another fifteen minutes. I sat down on the sidewalk and began staring at the clouds out of boredom.
An hour later I started to feel sleepy, I put my head on my lap and fell asleep
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*time skip*
In my sleep, I felt someone gently shaking me, trying to wake me. Opening my eyes, I saw her, a beautiful creature, with such deep, kind eyes, long, thick hair, and cute deer ears. She was squatting in front of me, trying to wake me, holding an umbrella in her other hand.
I stared at her, and all my mechanisms, circuits, and wires started to burn. Am I in love?.. Already?.. In hell?.. Wow...
I realized I was staring, and then I stood up, she stood up too, but with some special gentle grace of her own..
- I’m Vincent Wittman.. And what’s your name, beautiful lady? - I mentally scolded myself, thinking that I had started the acquaintance somehow incorrectly.
- My name is Y/N... - she answered, and adjusting the umbrella in her hand, she asked, - Are you new here?.. Well, I mean in Hell...
- Your name is simply wonderful... - I was so focused on her name that when she asked me a question, I became confused and froze - Y-Yes... I've only been here for a few hours... - I mumbled
- Let me take you to a bar nearby? You can wait out the acid rain there, otherwise it will continue all night..- she said to me tenderly, and I agreed as if hypnotized.
She slightly raised her hand and I bent down a little and went under the umbrella. Then I realized that I was taller than her, and Y/N would most likely be uncomfortable walking with me.
- Let me hold the umbrella? - I suggested, and she agreed.
And oh, my Almighty Powers, my now mechanical heart simply burst with happiness and love. The mind that told me she was a stranger simply switched off, and now, with her, I did everything at the call of a strange love for her.
When we reached the "Drink or Die" bar, I felt a little uneasy, but since Y/N was walking so calmly, it must have been the name that was so scary, the atmosphere was probably more comfortable than the street for sure
We hung our coats on the coat rack and sat down at the table. Apparently, she often helped newcomers to hell.
I looked around; the atmosphere in the bar was truly pleasant. Warm, subdued lighting, red velvet sofas, the smell of wood and whiskey. There were other patrons, of course, but it was unusually quiet; no one was fighting, everyone was simply enjoying a moment of peace.
- Here.. Here.. it's cozy.. I didn't expect this from Hell.. - I said, turning to Y/N
- What did you expect? Pots of boiling water? - she answered me, laughing quietly
- Well, yes... - I nodded, slightly blushing from embarrassment.
- It’s okay, I also thought it was a desert with lava here.. But it’s just a big city, if you adapt, then in principle you can live... - she said, noticing my embarrassment.
- Seriously? Is it possible to live here? Well, live normally?.. What if I get a cold? Cancer, for example, or diabetes?.. Are there hospitals here?.. - I asked, because at that moment the idea of hospitals in hell seemed somehow absurd to me.
- Don't worry, you won't die so easily in hell, in order to die you have to be killed by exorcists who conduct annual sweeps in the Circle of Pride, at this time it's better to stay at home if you're not a ski killer. And there are hospitals, not like in the circle of Laziness, but still..- she informed me
- Wow... You seem to know everything about hell, but when did you end up here? - I asked, genuinely curious. I wanted to know more about her and hoped to become friends with her. Although, given how kind and trusting she was, it would have been easy.
- I’ve been here since the thirties, - she answered me calmly.
There was silence between us, I didn't know what else to say to continue the conversation.
- You know, I was a TV host in Manhattan, and then I got this same channel, - I said, leaning against the table.
- On TV?.. We don't have many TVs here in hell.. - said Y/N - Tell me more about Earth, how is everything there? Has it changed?
- Yes, of course! - Hurray, a topic for conversation. I started telling her about the Earth, about televisions, channels, about my work.
We sat like that for almost an hour and a half. And my gaze fell on her long hair.
- Listen, I know this is a strange request... But can I braid your hair?.. - I hesitated, imagining how I would look from the outside, but what's done, or rather said, is said.
- Okay then... Do you know how?.. - She didn't have time to finish as I already nodded
She turned her back to me and I took her hair in my hands as carefully as possible and began to braid her hair.
I gently ran my fingers through the strands of her hair.
After ten minutes, I had a beautiful braid. Y/N was delighted, her eyes sparkling.
And I was proud that I was able to impress her and make her happy at the same time.
Perhaps that's when our friendship began. We hung out for a long time, and then I met Alastor. He was also friendly, but not as friendly as Y/N, not as sincere, so I tried to be wary. But these two simply charmed me.
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• Vox was shocked, to say the least. He hadn't expected women to have "menstrual periods" in hell...
• At least Velvette never mentioned it. And if she was in a bad mood, Vox blamed it on the loss of the models.
• However, Vox quickly came to his senses (he's in his 30s or 40s, after all, and he knows this life) and became overprotective.
• Vox didn't attend the Lords' meeting because his beloved Y/N started acting up and being moody.
• - Y/N, honey.. I can't adjust my internal electronic circuits to make the sound quieter.. You know that doesn't work..
• He's trying.. He's trying, damn it, if you're tense, so is he...
• There won't be a trace of the powerful media mogul once you've kicked him out the door, offended by the fact that... You haven't yet figured out what you're offended about, because of him.
• - Y/N, damn it! I'm trying, but there are no blue ice cream-flavored bananas in hell!... How about I just bring you some ice cream?
• Vox, despite his status, does everything to make you comfortable. He's even willing to build you a shelter out of pillows and blankets. Just ask: if you want wine, wait a couple of minutes, and it's on its way; if you want a movie, choose from the entire cinema at your disposal!
𝚂𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑 (𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢):
-Y/N, baby.. Are you feeling better? - Vox's voice came through the speakers in your apartment. He had been monitoring you through the cameras, and the video showed you curled up on your bed, surrounded by pillows and plush toys.
Vox was sitting at his desk in his office, which was filled with monitors connected to all the cameras in Pentagram City. But the monitor showing you was more important to him than any signs of Radio Demon or Valentino's tantrums.
When Vox realized that you were asleep, he calmed down a little. If you're asleep, it means everything is calmer, and if everything is calmer, it means the pain has subsided and you're feeling better.
Vox pushed off the table with his foot and moved his chair away from the monitor table, simultaneously pulling out his phone.
Vox typed "Menstruation" into the search bar and started looking online for ways to help girls feel better during this special time. He knew about this life, of course, and he knew what was going on.
But you were his obsession, his everything, and he could have let his partner suffer, but that partner was you.
When Alastor roughly pushed you out of the basement, your foot caught on the carpet and you almost fell.
-I knew you were a curious creature, but I thought you had enough sense not to go into a serial killer's basement... - Alastor looked at you with anger for the first time. He clearly didn't like the fact that you were helping a man. In his house. A burning jealousy flowed through his veins, a feeling he didn't fully understand.
-Will you say something in your own defense? - His patience was running out.
At that moment, the mask of the olfactory radio host cracked under the emotions of an unstable soul. His once-kind smile began to turn into a feral grin.
- yes. I'll tell you! Even though I'm here, in your captivity, I won't let you hurt people! I'm still a law enforcement officer! - you said, crossing your arms over your chest and defiantly looking at the man in front of you. Despite the outward bravado, inside you were trembling with fear, you couldn't know what he was capable of doing to you, and it scared you.
-Fine.... - murmured he, running his hand through his brown hair, ruffling it. In fact, he thought you would shut up, or be scared, or run and hide... But you, you just answered him, challenging his controlling nature. Despite how refreshing and new it was, Alastor didn't like the challenge.
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A few hours later, the moon rose. Despite today's warm April morning. Snow and rain fell at night, and the wind hummed outside, shaking the tops of the perennial trees.
Alastor gave you space and left you to spend the night on the couch in the living room. He locked himself in his room and probably slept. You don't know. The room was quiet, as if no one was there.
You quietly got up from the couch and went to the window. Looking out, you noticed a little fawn, hiding in the bushes, right near Alastor's house.
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When Vox reluctantly loosened his grip, you stepped away from him, still wanting to leave.
-Beautiful design, Vox. Did you create it yourself or did someone help you?- you asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
-No, no, my dear. I created and designed the entire thing, - the demon declared proudly, visibly perking up and delighted that you'd begun to show interest in VVV, even if only for its design.
-How wonderful, you definitely have taste,- you complimented him as you walked towards the exit.
- Well, what's there is, right? Bambi? - Vox's screen began to glitch and freeze from excitement.
-Oh my God! You're sick, I'll go get one of the TV workers! - As you were heading out the door, you stopped a random demon, who, judging by his uniform, looked like a VVV worker.
- Wait, Vox is in trouble, his monitor is freezing - you looked towards Vox's office - And it's smoking? ... Anyway, go help him? Okay?
The demon nodded and headed to his boss's office while you went outside.
The air of Pentagram City was thick with sulfur, smoke, alcohol, and other nastiness.
The scarlet sky was very different from what you were used to on Earth. How much had passed since your arrival in Hell? A hundred years? But you still couldn't forget that beautiful, soft blue sky.
You sighed and headed towards the Hazbin Hotel. You could have teleported, of course, but... Something inside you didn't really want to. So you decided to walk.
Walking past the bloody "Cannibal Town", where bitten off and gnawed organs and limbs of demons were strewn everywhere, you noticed a red van with the sign "Hell Mail" passing by.
Then Charlie appeared out of nowhere, and as she was jumping off the red van, she slipped on someone's intestines and started to fall.
From Charlie's perspective:
- Fuck! - I screamed when I felt someone's organs step on me and they slid along the sidewalk, leaving a trail of blood behind them.
I braced myself for a few seconds, squeezing my eyes shut. There was no impact, and I opened my eyes to see Y/N holding my jacket sleeve, preventing me from falling.
- Oh.. Y/N.. Hi.. Long time no see, huh? - I said blushing furiously.
-Yes, for a very long time,- she said with a smile, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, my father, Lucifer! How beautiful she is! I could carry her in my arms!.. Like my second bride! My parents, of course, told me that when I became the ruler of Hell, I would need to have a husband or wife. But they didn't say that there could only be one husband, did they?" thought Charlie is still hanging on at Y/N's expense.
Y/N pulled Charlie towards her and shook her slightly.
Third person:
- Hey... Charlie, is everything okay?.. - you said, watching her come out of some kind of trance.
- Oh... Yes, I'm fine, sorry... - she said, standing up straight.
-Where were you heading? - you asked, heading towards the heavenly embassy, following Charlie. Charlie immediately perked up and said that she was going to meet with the leader of the exorcist army, replacing her father.
-Do you want to come with me? - the princess suggested when you reached the elevator.
- Okay, let's go... - you followed Charlie into the elevator, afraid that she would do something.
When you arrived and the doors opened, you and Charlie found yourself in a spacious room that resembled a church. Rows of pews lined the room, large windows, and beyond them, an endless blue sky....
As you looked around the room, out of the corner of your eye you noticed something golden and holy flying towards Charlie.
Your eyes widened and before you could even yell "Stop," Charlie signed something, and it turns out that glowing ball was some kind of parchment.
-I doubt that was a good idea - you said, approaching Charlie. Charlie blushed.
Charlie shrugged, as if she truly believed she had signed something innocent.
Moving further into the office, the walls were covered in gold.
-Is anyone here? - Charlie asked, looking around. You were just trying to see something in the dark.
-Hi! - The room suddenly lit up. Charlie fell over with a cry of "Oh, shit," while you simply turned in the direction of the voice, your pupils narrowing from the sudden flash of light.
- Oh... Hello - Charlie began, getting up from the floor and adjusting her bangs - I'm Charlie, my father planned a meeting... - she continued.
-Yeah, I know - the man said, eating pork ribs. You winced at the sound of him chomping, but didn't show it.
- Well... Nice to meet you... - Charlie said, holding out her hand.
-Me too - the angel extended his hand for Charlie to shake, but when the princess tried to touch his hand, hers went right through his. Charlie, frightened, froze in bewilderment, and the angel giggled, adding, - Ha! I fucking beat you - He turned to the masked girl behind him. - Did you see that, fuck?
The girl nodded without any emotion. And you frowned, looking at all this.
- Oh, so you're not here? - you finally asked, the man turning his attention to you and grinning widely.
- Yeah, baby, you're right, I'm not here.. I like your songs - he leaned towards you, and although it wasn't visible through his slingshot mask, he blushed a little - Don't get me wrong, but you have everything so uuuuu and baa ...
- Oh... I understand... - you said sarcastically - So, I'm glad that you found time for a meeting, I want to introduce you to one project that we are working on... - but then the man interrupted you.
The tall angel stood up and walked around you, standing behind you, putting his hands on your shoulders, kneading them.
- Wait, wait... Wait, why don't we get to know each other better? There's time, - said the angel.
-We can have lunch, - said the man, presenting you with ribs on a plate. - My favorite.
- Thanks, but no thanks... - you and Charlie refused lunch.
At this time at the hotel:
-So guys, while Charlie and Y/N are gone, we're going to film a commercial, and a commercial that will make everyone understand that we're not just sitting around doing nothing! - Vaggie said, pacing the hotel lobby, but then she got a call and walked away.
Opening her phone, Vaggie saw a call from a contact with your photo. She accepted the call and saw you looking confused.
-Oh, hi Y/N, how's the meeting going?- Vaggie asked, happy to see you.
-Wonderful... wonderful... yeah, fuck... - you said, turning away to watch Adam tell his intimate adventures - How are you doing there?..
-We’re planning to shoot a commercial, just don’t tell Charlie! -Vaggie giggled, feeling how much she missed you.
-Okay, okay...- you answered, rolling your eyes playfully.
- Oh... Y/N, while you're still here, can you conjure a camera... A video camera... - Vaggie asked, and immediately a video camera appears from the cloud [your favorite color] - Shine! Thank you!
- No problem, bow - you told her with a wink.
Vaggie blushed, feeling the warmth spreading between her thighs... After saying goodbye, Vaggie rang the bell.
