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My Hazbin hotel oc fic, Ash of Greed. first chapter.
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In a dark room illuminated by the faint light of scented candles there sat a young looking lady with fair skin, dark green hair wrapped into a ponytail and green eyes wearing glasses staring at the darkness with a sad expression. "Hello there, darkness, my familiar; do you see my fate, how peculiar." She sang in a beautiful whisper as her green eyes shined in the darkness of the room. "Do you remember...the days where I had it all? Where I would fight and my smile wouldn't fall? Where I had my family, my friends through the rides to aaall the ends? Oh how I never would've thought, the best life one could lead...would rot and fall so deep...into greeeee-."
"GOOD MORNING, ASHLEY!" Said a fat clown with green eyes as he burst into the room with a large smile, turning on the lights and causing the young lady to groan before flashing a forced smile. "How's my little girl doing today?"
"Heyyyy,...*gulp* dad." Ashley said before a chill ran down her spine from her own words as her father walked towards her. "How's...all this going?" She asked gesturing towards all of her father.
"Great! I'm making money, fizzies are selling-" He said happily with a giant smile as his head was filled with thoughts of money before he turned to his daughter. "And all the accounting you've been doing is saving me even more money! I should get you your own fizzie as a prize or something!"
"Mammon, no!" Exclaimed Ashley in disgust as she shrunk away from her father on the verge of vomiting before the giant clown demon gasped in shock.
"Hey hey hey, little lady. You call me dad." Replied Mammon with a deep disappointed frown as he put his hands on his hips. "Y'know, it's tough being a single father. I mean, I created you from my own flesh. Do you know how painful that was, Ashley? It was really painful." He added hugging his uncomfortable looking daughter. "Do I have to pull out the video again?"
The girl struggled to keep the urge to retort before she spoke with a frown. "Sorry...dad." she muttered through grit teeth as she avoided eye contact before Mammon picked her up and spun her around cheerfully.
"That's my bloody legend! See you at breakfast!" Exclaimed Mammon before teleporting away in an explosion of green smoke and the sound of cash registers. Ashley coughed as she waved away the smoke before sighing.
"Reincarnation is a b**ch." She muttered to herself as she placed her hands firmly on her face. "Had to be that one show...two shows. Had to be hell. Had to be as a demon. Had to be Mammon's." She groaned with a growl before she heard a squeak from her lap where a small mouse sat happily, causing Ashley to smile. "At least you're here with me, Cheese." She said before she got off her bed, put out the scented candles and headed out of her room.
As she walked down the stairs, she could see several robot fizzies doing chores around the palace. "47? Did we get more?" She muttered, counting them Fizzies in an instant. She walked by them humming nonchalantly before she heard the sound of glass breaking above her. Startled, she quickly looked up to see something falling to her location. In a panic, she quickly jumped out of the way. She quickly turned to see what had nearly flattened her to see a body of what seemed to be a female imp laying perfectly flat on their face. The imp quickly sprung back up to their feet with a giant grin.
"Heh! Soon enough all of Mammon's money will be mine!" Said the imp lady happily before she locked eyes with the princess of greed who was sitting on the floor. "Uhhh-"
"Fuck, not again." Muttered the princess of greed pinching the bridge of her nose tiredly as her teeth suddenly grew sharper.
"Well well well, what do we have here?" Said the imp as her grin grew twofold. She approached Ashley step by step making sure her weapon is locked onto the princess's head. "You're gonna-" the imp froze, feeling a sting in the back of her neck. She noticed something coming out from behind the princess, a massive scorpion tail coming from Ashley's lower back and its stinger was lodged deep into the back of her neck.
Green veins spread all across the body of the imp before she immediately fell flat on her face as the light started draining out of her eyes. "Fuck." Ashley cursed before she rummaged through her pockets until she pulled out a syringe and stabbed it into the imp's shoulder. The green veins quickly dissipated and returned to normal, prompting Ash to sigh in relief before a furious look over took her face. She sucked in as much air as she could muster before yelling out. "DAD! IT HAPPENED AGAIN!"
The sin of greed appeared in an explosion of green smoke and the sound of cash registers next to his daughter with a grin. "Holy shit! Another one?" He asked cheerfully. "At this rate, we'll need another pile!" He exclaimed nonchalantly, causing a vein to pop on Ashley's forehead.
"Don't fucking call it that! It's a fucking shelter!" The princess of greed snapped as the whites of her eyes turned black, her head grew antennas and her mouth grew insect mandibles.
"Chill out. It's just a place where I throw the people YOU permanently crippled." Replied Mammon nonchalantly as he picked up the crippled imp by the arm and wiggled them around like a noodle.
"Look, I don't give two flying fucks what happens to ANYONE in this extra godforsaken ring of hell. BUT! I don't want murder weighing in on my conscience!" Exclaimed the princess of greed in frustration. "CLEAR?"
"Not really." Replied the sin of greed in confusion with a shrug. "I don't get how getting rid of a bunch of bodies would relieve ya of murder." He said placing his hands on his wide hips.
Ashley froze. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" She asked, zoning out as the gears in her head went into overdrive. "Dad, you've been taking care of the people I sent you, right?" She asked firmly as she glared at her father.
"Yep, took care of 'em." Replied Mammon nonchalantly.
"Taking." Commented Ashley staring Mammon in the eye. "You mean TAKING, right?" She asked in a voice tainted by desperation, her form returning back to normal as she watched her father's expression closely only to find confusion on his face. "Oh my god, what have I done?" She muttered in horror before bile rose up to her throat, causing her to gag and almost vomit.
"Killed a few hundred demons. I don't see the problem here." Replied Mammon pulling his daughter in for a hug before Ashley quickly struggled out of his grasp, causing the deadly prince to scowl. "Hey! You don't act like-"
"No! I'm done humoring your little games! I'm done!" Snapped Ashley angrily as she glared at her father, causing the sin to growl. "I quit!" She yelled, causing lime colored lightning to crackle around her father's body.
"What did you just say?" Asked Mammon, anger clear on his face as he leaned towards his daughter's face menacingly.
"You heard me you overweight second rate jester! I'M LEAVING!" Snapped Ashley angrily.
"What do you mean "leaving"?" Asked Mammon an angry scowl as he towered over his daughter. "You're my daughter! I FUCKING MADE YOU FROM MY OWN FUCKING FLESH! YOU OWE ME EVERYTHING! I COULD'VE THROWN YOU ON THE STREETS ANY DAY!"
"I don't owe you shit! The only reason I tolerated your miserable existence is because I had nowhere else to go!" Exclaimed Ashley angrily as she glared at her father with a firm stance. "But now? Now I have options. And I'm leaving!" She declared before she stomped her way towards the front door of the palace.
"YOU BETTER GET BACK HERE OR ELSE-"
"Else what?" Replied Ashley with a smug smile as a small mouse, Cheese peeked out from behind her neck. "You won't know where I am anyways." Mammon's eyes widened before the sin dashed towards his daughter in a maddened state before Ashley disappeared in a puff of green smoke.
Realizing what just happened, Mammon growled and huffed and puffed as the palace cracked like brittle glass in his presence. But there was nothing he could do.
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The pride ring, the ring of hell where the scum of humanity gather only to be slaughtered mercilessly by the angelic exterminators and the perfect place for a runaway to blend in and find a new life....or not.
"Dang it, Cheese! I forgot to take some money with me!" Exclaimed the Princess of greed in despair as she walked through the streets of the ring of pride with her pet mouse. "We're really in for it now!" Cheese squeaked anxiously as he brushed his heard against Ashley's neck. "Don't worry, I'll find a job. I have lot of talents. I mean, have you ever seen a draw up a bar graph of the cost efficiency of cereal brands to find the most value cereal on the market so quickly?" Cheese squeaked in confusion, prompting Ash to groan. "I know it sounds greedy, but it's HYPERefficient-"
Suddenly, Ashley bumped into a someone and fell to the ground. "Hey, watch it!" Yelled the demon she bumped into angrily.
"Sorry." She said getting back onto her feet and dusting her clothes with her hands before the demon leans in towards her, causing her to take a step back with a forced smile.
The demon let out a sickening smile. "Hey, maybe you could pay me back for the damage." He said before he reached out to the princess of greed.
Ashley stepped back uncomfortably for a few seconds hoping to avoid a fight before a lightbulb lit up in her head. "OH MY GOSH, IT'S ZESTIAL!" She screamed in fake panic, causing the demon to run away in fear. Ashley sighed in relief. "Good thing I have show knowledge. Don't wanna have a fight on my first day here." She muttered before she heard Cheese squeak excitedly from behind her neck. Suddenly, she heard the smell of burgers and cheese (the food). She turned to the source of the smell and saw a fast food restaurant that had a hiring poster on the front and a 24 hour sign.
Horror crept onto Ashley's face as she realized what she must do next.
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"MINIMUM WAGE LABOR!" Exclaimed a clown demon cheerfully as he stood in front of Ashley wearing a red and yellow work uniform. "Are ya ready crew?"
"I'm the only one here." Replied Ashley raising a brow in confusion before her new boss chuckled, causing the princess to frown. "Why is it always clowns?" She muttered to herself before her boss jumped in front of her.
"Now now, young lady. That's no way to greet our customers! You have to smile like your life depends on it! Cause it does!" Exclaimed the demon cheerfully before he handed Ashley as piece of paper and put on a hat. "This is your list of things you have to do in my magnificent no name restaurant! Have a great day!" He said before headed for the door.
Ashley blinked "W-where are you going?" She asked in confusion.
"What? Ya think I'm gonna stick here when the extermination rolls in?" The demon asked cheerfully. "Make sure to clean the dishes!" He said before dashing away and out of the restaurant.
The girl focus shifted to nothingness as her mind became trapped by a all too familiar feeling. The girl fell to her knees as she lost all the strength in her legs. A quiet sob escaped the throat of the princess of greed before tears flowed out of her eyes like twin waterfalls. Cheese squeaked as he brushed against Ashley's cheek. It wasn't long before the girl grit her teeth and glared at the ground as insectoid features sprouted all over body. "WHY?!" She asked desperately. "WHY DID YOU PUT ME HERE?! I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN HELL! YOU COULDN'T EVEN STOP AT TAKING EVERYTHING FROM YOU CURSED PIECE OF **** WORLD, HUH?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! TELL ME! WHY AM I HERE?!"
The girl curled up into a ball as the waterworks ceased to stop before she heard the restaurant's entrance slam open. She looked up to see who it was and saw a familiar vicious winged figure. It was an exterminator. Ashley neither flinched nor moved as she stared at the angel. "I'm hellborn and the only one here. Look for sinners somewhere else." She said with a sniff, but the exterminator only stepped forwards. "Didn't you fucking hear me?!" She said before the angel tackled her and pinned her to the ground with a grin.
The angel raised the spear in her hand, ready to plunge it into Ashley's heart before she felt a sharp sting in the back of her neck. She couldn't find out where it came from before she was picked up by Ashley's massive scorpion tail and flung away crashing into the store counter. Ashley quickly got back on her feet and glared at the angel who quickly stood up, seemingly unfazed by Ashley's venom. "You wanna fucking go?!"
Without hesitation, the extermination dashed towards Ashley with her spear ready for an attack. The princess of greed easily dodged as antennas and insect mandibles grew on her body as the whites of her eyes turned black. Ashley quickly wrapped her scorpion tail around the angel and using it to fling her into the ground. The princess didn't stop there and pinned the exorcist down with her foot before delivering two heavy punches to the exterminator's face.
"You think I can't throw hands?" Asked Ashley angrily before she sent the angel crashing through a pillar with a powerful kick. "Bitch, I've lived in the crummiest ring of hell more than any sane person should and it's not this one." She added as spider legs grew out of her back "I'VE BEEN MUGGED MORE TIMES THAN I CAN BLOODY COUNT!"
Ashley raised her tail high up in air, ready to stab it into the angel's head hoping the venom would be more effective that way. But before she could, she saw something in a puddle of the angel's golden blood that made her stop. Her own reflection. She looked like a monster, A DEMON.
Ashely immediately reverted back to her more human like form with a panicked expression. She stared at her own hands in horror before turning to the barely conscious exorcist in front of her. The princess grabbed her by the leg and threw her outside the restaurant callously.
With no danger in sight anymore, the princess of greed sighed and sat on the cold floor of the restaurant. Ashley took a deep breath before exhaling all it in one go. "I need a new job." She muttered tiredly.
And somewhere and somewhen else, an angel with green veins sprouting from the back of her made her way into heaven.
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I wanted to make a contrast between the three princesses by putting them on a spectrum of sorts by how ready to square up they are despite them all being good people.
Emily: least likely
Charlie: possible.
Ashley: most likely
Also, they're bird, mammal(goat) and insect respectively.
If you like this, the rest of the chaps (there are only 2 rn) are here
Made a Hazbin Hotel oc fic. Need to know how I did. Here you go. Tell me what you think.
Part 1 of a new comic I’m making!
I don’t have a name for it but it’s a huskerdust comic so if you like that, stay tuned.
⚠️Content warnings: Nudity, Abuse, Valentino⚠️ (under the cut)
Angst 🫢
I promise it gets happier later on
Follow for more (please, I spent so much time on this)
Part 2 is out
Memories PT. 2 | RadioHusk FanFic
PLEASE MIND THAT THIS SCENE WILL CONTAIN DETAILS OF VIOLENCE, DISTURBING SCENERY, THIS IS NOT MEANT FOR THE WEAK HEARTED. PLEASE READ AT OWN RISK
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Alastor snapped from his apparent reminiscing, finding himself in front of the front desk/bar of the establishment.
The layer of dust that was piling on top of the counter was visible for the naked eye to see, it felt empty and devoid of its purpose.
It felt useless without its barkeep to maintain it...
Alastor slowly traced a finger across the countertop, dust piling, and staining it as it creates a smooth and straight line. Alastor refused for anyone to even dare touch the drinking establishment, not even a light cleaning by the darling Niffty, but the cyclops didn't ignore nor deny the radio demon's request and simply passed by it whenever she had a cleaning spree. Alastor can sort of feel a bit relieved that everything will remain the same as it was before Husk left his post.
Although the pain remains in his undead heart whenever he would glance in the abandoned bar's direction.
It was a struggle to keep up his devilish grin whenever someone mentioned his wildcard's name.
Soon his inner anger and loss would cause him to be on a murderous spree.
Dooming his chances to even be redeemed.
Alastor didn't want to be torturing and massacring any hellians if his darling kitten won't be here to bear witness it. It's pointless to start arguments if none of the poor souls won't come up with snappy and drunken comebacks in return to his rant like Husker. Most of Hell's inhabitants will bear the same reaction of fear and endless pleading for life as opposed to Husk's apathetic attitude.
Nothing could be the same... It frustrated Al...
Alastor can feel a low rumble in his throat that was building up to be a snarl, his antlers slowly sharpening at his clawing anger that was threatening to unleash all chaos and destruction. His grin tightening as if it's being forcefully pulled on to keep that dastardly smile from faltering even a second. Alastor slowly makes his way out of the hotel and into the deserted city street, simply tilting his head upward at the sky as the sky darkens.
Then he hears a mocking laugh in the back of his mind...
He taps on his mic as static emits from him, humming a soft tune that he recalls Husk's always enjoyed in his early youth to drown out the unneeded irritation.
"I dedicate this broadcast to you, my wildcard..." Alastor announced as he watches a bright light shining across Hell's bloody sky, winged creatures spurring out from said light.
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"You fucking shithead! Can't you see or are you blind as sh*t!?" Husk roared to the radio demon, snarling as a fit of laughter was his answer. "My dear Husker, you worry simply too much! It's no fun to simply have mercy on the game when it's more delighting to partake in the more violent approach..." Alastor retorted to the winged cat demon, while he did think Husk didn't have to hover over his shoulder (figuratively), he thought it was endearing to see the old veteran was caring about his wellbeing. Besides, he enjoyed the reaction Husker would have when Al comes close to being in harm's way.
"I ain't going to care for your ass if you so much have a broken limb..." Husk chided while keeping the angels at bay, quickly dodging and maneuvering around to grab their spear, taking this advantage to pierce it through its head. The blood quickly splatting out and staining his claws/paws, even a bit on his cheek as he dumped the body over the floor. Seeing the deer demon watching him with a softer smile and starstruck eyes, "Keep your eyes off me, bastard..." Husk simply called out as he briskly lunged the used spear towards the side of Alastor to which punctured through the skull of the approaching exterminator.
Alastor simply chuckled as he leaned against his mic, snapping his fingers to which tentacles quickly coiled around a few of the heavenly beings that attempted to stalk behind the alcoholic gambler. "Perhaps you should focus more around you than my state of admiration to you..." Alastor riposte as he waved his hands to quickly crush the angels of above to a nearby building, glancing as the building crumbled on top of them. Husk simply scoffed as he takes a quick scan over the area, hundreds of bodies was amongst them as he simply rubbed his tired eyes.
Sometimes Husk wondered how Alastor dragged him to play stupid charades like this.
"You seem tired, my dear..." Alastor cooed in Husk's ear as he had swiftly made his way over to his wildcard, although Husk simply swatted the approaching hand that wanted to rest upon his shoulder. "Don't act like you weren't the reason I had to miss my nap, fucker..." Husk hissed in a low volume as he ignored the hand that began to massage behind his ears although said ears simply lowered in content. "Alright then, would you prefer me to continue this game I have also kindly invited you into..!" Alastor proposed in his usual showman attitude, Husk rolling his eyes in response. "Let's just fucking go back..."
Although Husk couldn't exactly go-ahead as Alastor changed his hand to rest upon his hip, hugging him close as the smiling sinner simply nuzzled a top of Husk's head. "Oh, we don't have to rush my kitten! Enjoy the scenery!" Alastor acclaimed as he waved his free arm across the cityscape to show the corpses of their latest kills, feeling proud that he would share this wonderous feat with his wildcard.
"I much prefer it AFTER the extermination and when I'm rested, asshat..." Husk growled to his lover's praise.
Alastor simply chuckled as he escorted the winged demon to the hotel, humming a cheery tune as his mic begins to play an old song from Husk's time of lively hood. Husk normally would've told Al to shut the damn thing off, but he actually enjoys the song more than he likes to admit so he simply lets the song play out it's slow yet lively beat.
Although his ear twitches as suddenly his iris shrank, shaking as time slows.
Swiftly pulling himself from Al's grip as he uses his wing to shield himself and the deer demon, positioning himself directly behind Alastor.
Alastor turned his head towards the gambler as blood suddenly stained him over his coat as his eyes widen while his smile simply sharpen. Seeing a spear belonging to those from above, pierce cleanly through the red wings that matched with the blood staining the wound, and puncturing through Husk's lower abdomen.
Labored breathing acted by the cat demon as he slowly falls to his knees and onto his side, the heavenly weapon began to increase the pain and damage as the wound slowly glowed into that of soft light. Following along the blood and wound as if tracing his veins. Alastor suddenly let out a loud roared as he catches sight of the culprit, an injured angel who's ever grinning smiling mask mocked him. It stood there simply watching, knowing there was no chance of escaping but simply to instead gloat.
Alastor can feel his demon form manifest as quickly as one can snap their fingers, his eyes slowly becoming pools of black tar as some ooze down his cheek, his smile enlarging as the corners of his mouth began to tear and stretch to show rows of massive blade-like teeth, his body stretched and becoming withered with decay as his skin begin to meet against the bones, giving him a very slender like appearance as his horns grew in length, twists and sharpen points manifesting. His upper buddy becoming a bit bulkier despite his thinning build, bones protruding through his shoulders as his skin became more of ash grey while his legs twist and bend to that of an actual deer completed with hooves. Black tentacles cling and attach to his lower arms and hands along with his legs, giving his limbs a more elongated stretch.
An audible click was heard as his tone became deeper, demonic, and devoid of his usual radio filter. "YoU dARe tO HarM wHaT Is MiNE ThEn YOu WIll PEriSh!" Alastor let out a sickening combination of a shriek and a howl that rattled the near buildings weak windows and the ground shook, immediately pinning the heavenly being down to the ground although it wasn't struggling nor crying for mercy, but instead stare back into the empty eyes to which belonged to the infamous radio demon. This further fueled Alastor's fury and raises his long and gnarly claws to prepare to hack the angel that harmed his beloved.
Although what he heard was something that honestly threw off the demon that his anger suddenly was replaced to confusion and unease.
The being beneath him was giving a soft yet audible chuckle, to which began to grow in volume to a cackle, and soon the laughter echoed across the neighborhood to send a shiver down your spine. Alastor was beyond confused but at the light of moment took this action as an offense, a sort of mockery to him, knowing that this being of holiness gave no sheer fuck for what crime they committed. Instead, they took great pride and victory of their action with no remorse within their very being.
In just one quick swipe which began to claws and slashing left and right, the grotesque manner to equal the measure of Alastor's rage.
Breathing heavily as he slowly began to shift to his tame form, standing to his feet and giving a quick look over of the mutilated corpse beneath him. Although his attention quickly snapped and his full focus was his Husk, quickly making way as he gave to his buckling knees next to his darling wildcard who's breathing are soft and shallow as his golden honey eyes were now that of a dull and faded greyish caramel. Carefully pulling Husk's head to his lap as his smile was beginning to falter, struggling to keep pinned up. Tears forming as it blurred his vision, blinking to let them fall and mark his face.
Gently runs a hand through Husk's fur while the golden glow that accompanied his wounds was slowly taking forms of cracks over his body as if he were broken. The angelic weapon was taking effect and there is no way to reverse or heal its damage, so it was best to let it run its slow and agonizing course than to fight it...
"I... Never expected to see you this f*cking bummed out..." Husk quietly commented on Alastor's disarray state, his voice having no snarkiness or sarcasm to it but a genuine concern tone.
"Husker darling... I... I don't seem to understand... H-How can you let yourself..." Alastor questioned and stuttering over his words as tears continue to stream and let the tears fall onto the gambler's bloodied fur. He couldn't think of the right words to say, in fact, he lost the ability to think and speak.
"And I... Thought I've known you long enough... Yet you still surprise me..." Husk chuckled weakly as the sound of exhaustion overlay it, "For once you actually shut up..."
"You seem to take this too lightly, my dear..."
"To be fair, this ain't my first time being in a situation like this..."
"Yes... And I hoped it never had to repeat itself..." Alastor replied as he was referencing to Husk's death, while he wasn't alive to bear witness it himself, Husk once mental breakdown revealed the nature and cause of his apparent suicide.
Husk breathing was now that above a whisper as the glowing pattern soon reach his neck.
Knowing this is his ending, he put almost all his strength and effort to reach towards the hat that has fallen off of him just to his side, pulling out a dog tag that bears his own two from the war and also a ring that Alastor has proposed to him several months back. Clutching it in his claws as he brought it to where Alastor's other hand (which wore the other ring) lay on his stomach just near the wound, giving a soft but reassuring smile to Alastor to which the deer demon soon let down his own facade.
"Thanks, Al... For... Everything..."
Al quickly took hold of the gambler's claw that held the necklace.
The (not so) smiling sinner gently planted a long and yet passionate kiss atop the winged demon's forehead, watching as Husk smile stayed as he closed his eyes.
"Je t'aime..." Alastor softly whispered as Husk took his final breath as the glow soon brighten to near blindness. Once the scolding light dimmed to nothing, Alastor was soon met with loneliness as Husk no longer exists in his arms.
Alastor tightens his grip to still feel the dog tag along with the ring in his clutches, tears cascading as he let out a loud shriek full of pain and mourning, his hands covering his eyes as his holler reached almost several miles from where he was across the city. The clock striking loudly to mark the end of the extermination, hearing in the distance the fireworks that the princess has cast.
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A year has passed since then... Alastor was no longer the same.
While the mannerism and his dark humor remained, the hotel crew knew it was forced and a mask to hide his scars of what he lost that day. The breaking of his heart couldn't be repaired if he could no longer have his darling Husk with him any longer. The atmosphere felt still and stiff since Husk's death, Alastor "requested" to her highness for no one to even be near the bar or to so much touch what lays with it. Charlie couldn't deny an obvious grieving man's wish as she enforces the rule out to everyone.
Months pass by like a stream as the vacant bar laid dormant, to never be used again.
Alastor can still hear the cackle that befalls upon him when he pinned heaven's winged vulture, it haunted him but deny any assistance or would never acknowledge it. The deer demon stopped drinking altogether as his impulses grew, more murderous, and blood coated broadcasts increased throughout the airwaves, each more grotesque and gnarly than the last.
This one was no different, although this sign off would forever be engraved to the sinners around.
Alastor murdering the angelic beings was obviously a sort of empty revenge knowing that no matter how many winged beasts he killed, Husk won't be returning.
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Alastor laid on the floor as multiple spears of angels have pierced through him, his devilish smile plastered onto his face as blood seemed to pour out of his closed teeth, the mic broken by his side as it gave off an almost inaudible static before silence overcame it soon after.
In his hand, that accompanied his ring, held Husk's dog tags that also had the gambler's ring attached.
He never wanted to let him go, he'd never wanted to lose the one person he can feel this sensation again... He lost it once...
He promised to stay by his side... He refuses to break it again...
I'm forever here my love... I'm not leaving you again...
ACK qwq My literal heart exploded when I saw the art piece, I could've felt tears forming because this is beautiful! Thank you again Ruffian for this wonderful master pieces! 💜💜💜
Memories
Big thanks to RadioHusk Hell server
Illustration for https://archiveofourown.org/works/23645275/chapters/56752096 by @radioshowbiz
Alastor wasn’t certain if it was Husker’s apathetic appearance, his secrecy of actually caring for others well being, or he enjoyed the cat demon’s presence
Husk wasn’t sure if it had to do with Alastor’s charismatic personality, his singing (or in general, his dazzling voice), or the sheer fact of his mysterious background
Either way, it just felt right
They weren’t regretting it one bit
They both knew the feeling was too compelling to ignore any longer…
Music: Placebo - My Sweet Prince
Sneak Peek at a (hopefully) Upcoming Hazbin Fanfic!
Trigger warnings for body horror, some non-sexual nudity (not in detail), and Alastor really not having a good time. More details after the scene.
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Alastor was completely naked, and yet there wasn’t much skin to see. Numerous wires wrapped around the stick thin demon, some were threaded directly into his skin, while others powered devices connected to him, including an ankle monitor, something latched to his chest, and an electronic visor covering the deer’s eyes. Then there were thick tubes, the largest of which were shoved into his mouth, his nose, and his posterior, carrying various fluids Charlie did not want to think about into and out of his body. Smaller tubes looked like they carried blood, though whether it was adding or subtracting from the demon’s own supply was unknown.
He was suspended in some sort of clear, gelatinous substance, partially curled up on himself and not moving at all. No flick of the ears or twitch of the hand. He didn’t even breathe. Charlie guessed that one of the tubes did that for him, and couldn’t decide if that made this whole… thing more or less horrifying. She decided on more.
And then there were the antlers.
Alastor’s antlers eclipsed the deer in size many times over, an ebony forest sprouting from a single seed, an insect infected with fungus. They rose out of the chamber and into the skyline, interlaced with the Vee tower’s own lights and wires and antenna until he was just a part of the infrastructure. Hiding in plain sight.
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So… this was a scene (probably the most important scene tbh) I wrote for a so far unnamed fanfic I’ve been pecking away at. I keep jumping between chapters, this was actually the first thing I made for it, and in my current draft it’s around chapter 9. Out of around 25, tho that is subject to change.
I want to get at least the first half finished before officially posting it, since there’s a pretty natural cutoff point around halfway thro, just in case I’m not able to make it thro the entire 25 chapter marathon (I am not good at longer works. Even if that’s what I prefer reading.)
As for what the fic is actually about, it starts out as a standard “Vox kidnaps Alastor after the failed Extermination” fic, and things… escalate. To the point where Vox uses Alastor as a living signal booster for his own purposes. Tho, if you noticed in the scene, it is thro Charlie’s perspective, so that condition isn’t permanent. But it will have dire ramifications for everyone involved.
So yeah, I hope some people are interested! I’ll be posting this to Ao3, and maybe Fanfic.net since I have an account from when I was in high school. Fanfic.net mostly dead from what I’ve seen, at least on the Hazbin side, but there are a couple of really good Hazbin fics I’ve found on there. That haven’t updated in forever, but still. Maybe I’ll make a reccomendation list sometime. Oh and I might post the fic on here too if that would be helpful to people.
No idea when/if this will come out, hopefully I’ll get back into writing it soon. Having the first chapter out before Season 2 drops would be good (not that I’ll complain if S2 comes out next week or something crazy lol)