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“Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you. Quite a pleasure!” One hand reset on his chest, and the other shoots into the air. It’s the bow you did in high school, back when you wanted theater to pay your bills. A performer’s bow.
You chuckle. “I don’t think it will be quite the pleasure you think.”
“Is that so?” Alastor’s smile remains constant. “And why would that be?”
You show him the tray you’re holding. “I’m here to do your sutures.”
[Or after a seven-year absence, you find the man you were married to in life, not only back in town, but also helping . . . *checks notes* . . . the Princess of Hell run a hotel aimed at rehabilitating sinners who were sent to the bad place for a reason.]Season 1: Completed
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- Part 1 of Glimpses of Me and You
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22 Feb 2026
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“What just happened?”
“Oh, uh, you wanted me gone,” she said tauntingly slowly, relishing in the annoyed flattening of Alastor’s ears when she shot a pair of raised middle fingers in his direction. “So fuck you, I’m staying.”
“No. No, no. No.” With every pointless refusal, he took another step towards her. “Absolutely not-”
“Madison!” Moving as if she was afraid that anything less than the instant presentation of the aforementioned key would result in Madison’s sudden departure, Charlie slid to a precarious stop before her. “Your key.”
“Thank you, honey.”
Alastor’s afflicted carmine eyes flitted between the doe demon, Hell’s princess, and the key being passed from one hand to another, smile pulling tighter as she sent him a smug look over the blonde’s shoulder.
“You cannot stay here. This is my-“ His assertion was interrupted by the shorter demoness encroaching on his space.
With a flourish, she tapped the bow of her key against the tip of his nose, her arm lurching out and up when he made a swipe for it, her own grin widening madly as she cooed; “What’s yours is mine, hubby.”
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22 Feb 2026
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Your calm demeanor somehow pisses Alastor off. The roles should be reversed—you should be shaking in fear while he taunts you with empty threats, calmly smiling at you as he relishes in your struggles. Maybe he should take a knife right now, and…
The water comes to a boil. Right. He is in the kitchen to make coffee.
OR,
In which Alastor has a chance meeting with his favourite author while dragging a corpse through the woods.
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21 Feb 2026
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Baile Inolvidable by EntreCanibales (SleepDeprivedNight)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
18 Apr 2026
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Alastor gets himself a personal chef because really, what's the point of being a cannibal and trying all these types of meat IF YOU'RE JUST GOING TO EAT THEM FUCKING RAW AND WITH NO SEASONING, WHAT ARE YOU, A WHITE MAN?!
OR:Alastor aquires a loud mouthed chef he cannot hurt because he fucked up the wording in his contract. He also gets a friend but denial is not just a river in egypt so if you ask him, no he didn't.
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21 Feb 2026
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You exchanged letters with a charismatic radio star in the 1920s, until he disappeared and left you heartbroken. Now, you're staying at the Hazbin Hotel, and those letters still haunt you in the run up to Valentine's Day.
Afterwards, a mostly wholesome exploration of your relationship with Alastor, delving into your shared past and often troublesome present in Hell. (aka this fic got away from me, so please enjoy my self-indulgent ramblings)
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21 Feb 2026