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guys we need to talk about alastor and mimzy.

i refuse to believe this isnt a genuine smile from alastor

LOOK at them

Listen.

I don't care if Alastor called Charlie his daughter just to fuck with Lucifer.

I loved it.

No matter how fucked up, vile, or psychotic he is, I need him to care about something/someone. I want him to protect someone like he's protecting the hotel. I need the TINIEST shred of vulnerability.

Rosie the surgeon

kinda akh (how alastor came to rosie. yep)

Y/N: I want us to be more than friends.

Alastor: You’ll snap out of it.

Y/N: Don’t do that - discount my feelings.

Alastor: I’m not friend material, let alone, more than friend material. I’ll ignore you, stomp on your heart, and always put my needs and interests first.

Y/N: You can keep trying to push me away. It’s not gonna work.

Alastor: I almost killed you.

Y/N: I survived.

Alastor: Beginner’s luck.

Y/N: I’m tougher than you think.

Alastor: You’re making a mistake.

Y/N: Probably.

Alastor: Definitely.

Let’s me just dump these sketches over here.

I’ve been thinking so much about Alastor’s character and motivations I’m so in love!

He gives me: “I’m so terrified of feeling weak or vulnerable that I’ll do anything to never feel that.”

Deer boy, you realise sir Pentious is braver than you???

As I look back at it, it was mighty vulnerable of Alastor to casually drop the "just because you see a smile, don't think you know what's going on underneath" speech to Charlie. Like, why would you give your act away like that, buddy?

Seconds before he did it, Charlie literally said what he has been saying since day one, that Alastor is at the Hotel to smile while sinners try to climb the ladder of betterment only to fall down to the fiery pits of failure. She didn't assume that he cares or that he is what he is not.

So why the fuck say something like that, Alastor? Why give her ideas that you don't actually enjoy the Hotel Crew suffering? Yea, I know that he manipulates her to get out of his deal, but he could've said anything else without telling her that 'oh no, my smile is a copying mechanism to fake any sense of control even when I'm not okay'.

This man is an enigma and I love him.

A very specific idea/scenario I have about Alastor's sleeping habits

He barely even sleeps in the first place. He sleeps like only a few hours a week, in one go. He locks himself up in his room once a week, sleeps for 4 hours straight and that's it. And since he doesn't sleep much, each time he does he falls into a deep slumber and it's absolutely impossible to wake him up he's straight up passed out until he gets fully recharged.

He does this because the idea of being in a vulnerable position where anyone could do anything to him while he's completely defenseless is too unsettling for him, so he sleeps as little as he can and always makes sure he's locked up first, away from everyone else's eyes.

HOWEVER, one time he's playing cards with the rest of the hotel, and because he got unconsciously so comfortable around them, he accidently falls asleep on the couch during the game. Everyone is shocked because they didn't even know he actually needed to sleep (they always hear him walk around the hotel humming at night like an absolute creep so they just all collectively assumed he didn't need to sleep).

Charlie panicks a little because nothing seems to wake him up, but he's still breathing and seems fine, eventually they all just let him sleep there and keep on going with their card games since the noise doesn't seem to bother him. Charlie even put a blanket on him, and Angel initially wants to draw something on his face as a prank but in the end everyone agrees not to try anything like this, because who knows how the radio demon would react,,, could be dangerous.

A few hours later Alastor finally wakes up, immediately understands what happened and plays it cool like "Oh dear, looks like I passed out, too bad I couldn't finish the game :) oopsie" but internally he's SCREAMING

EDIT: greykolla was faster than me and made a comic about it it's so so good 😭 crying

Imagine spending all your energy being cool and mysterious 24/7.

What an idiot have I mentioned I love him?

Idea came from a cool post @nouverx made about Alastor’s possible sleeping habits. 💕

Unstoppable villain, meet immovable agent of friendship!

I was wondering in what circumstances Charlie would just OFFER her soul to Al.

And he would short circuit as all his manipulation plans become unnecessary.

Cause Charlie cares about her friends and if they need help she won’t hesitate.

Silly guy

I hope more of his art is shown or continues to be a running gag in the show cause the thought of him having his little stack of crayons in his room and coloring away, IS SO FUNNY AND GOOFY

I NEED MORE TALK ABOUT HOW BEAUTIFUL HIS CARD ART IS, I’m going insane

I raise your house husband Alastor with a house husband Alastor + work spouse reader!

At the radio station, Alastor is obviously on air while his ever loving spouse is working behind the scene; proof reading his scripts, fetching his coffee, making sure the backup generator is running just incase Vox causes another power out, they might even be snooping around for another fun scoop just for him. Al loves it when he gets a script with his spouses cute little doodles on them or when they give him his coffee while having their own in a matching mug, and he always broadcasts their scoops no matter how small they are. While the radio station definitely could run without them, as it did many years before Al even met them, Al refuses to believe that. To Al, this station would instantly fall apart without them.

After broadcasting, the pair would head home. Al would insist on his spouse putting their feet up as he cooks dinner and has his shadow run them a bath, they've been running around him all day so now it's his turn to care for them.

oh my god i'm losing my mind over this 😭😭 literally foaming at the mouth

I LOVE YOU AND YOUR BRILLIANT MIND

♪ ꒰ " who's been faithful as a nun ? " ꒱ ︵ ♫︎

something occurred to me today

alastor was the one to make the first commercial for the hotel

this implies he knows how to use editing software on a computer

Alastor: Hello friends! The Hotel Residents: Alastor: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling

Alastor OLD & Alastor NEW (Remake)

⬆️My Alastor headcanon

Are you in pain?

They’re silly (someone save me it’s 2am)

Lil things❤️

alastor’s voice is so charming, especially in the scene where he’s talking to nifty.

“almost makes one sentimental”

“i admit one could get accustomed”

i could listen to the radio demon talk all day

Hi! I was wondering if you can do a Alastor x paralysis demon fem! reader (basically reader is like Freddy Krueger and can haunts peoples dreams and kill them. If the person they kill in their dream dies, they also die in real life.) The reader can always be tired since when the reader themselves fall asleep they’re transferred to someone else’s dreams so they don’t get sleep. Like none. So it’s just some fluffy stuff with Alastor and very sleepy reader! Extra points if you include reader having a demonic sheep pet with them. (Like how when people sleep they count sheep 🌝)

— my first piece of alastor literature! i’m very nervous that this isn’t accurate but nonetheless, i hope you enjoy :)

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oatmilk flavoured coffee, the type of beverage that comforted you and filled you with a sense of warmth and comfort. a yawn escaped you as the bags under your eyes were becoming more prominent with every night that ended up sleepless.

it was yet another tiring night of drifting off to someone else’s dreams and adding pure nightmare fuel to the peace and quiet of an innocent victim, only to off them and add them to your kill count — you didn’t mind. it was entertaining to watch them try and escape and think that they’ve won, only for you to be the last thing they see before everything goes black.

but oh boy, was it exhausting.

you were sat on one of the sofas in the main entrance of the hazbin hotel, your legs resting to the side of you on the plush cushions as you rested against the arm rest, warm mug in hand, sipping peacefully.

you really wanted sleep. even a simple nap would do. but that was never going to happen, and you knew it.

“heavens, my dear, you look exhausted!” you look up from your outer-space-daze on the floor to see alastor. he’s got that usual smile on his face; you’re happy to see it. you give a meek grin in response. “you know me, always tired”

your feet are on the floor now as you give alastor a place to sit beside you. something about his presence beside you makes you feel warm; just like the coffee your drinking. that’s almost cold by now, but it’s fine.

“oh trust me, my dear, i’m well aware of how exhausted you’ve been as of late,” you take small glances at alastor as he cleans his monocle with his red coat sleeve, the way his oh-so fluffy hair flops with grace atop his head. perhaps it’s the exhaustion taking over your body as you begin to feel fuzzy on the inside.

yeah, definitely exhaustion.

“these hotel walls are missing your lively personality, sweetheart”

“…you’ve noticed?”

he doesn’t wanna admit it, bites his tongue as to not speak of such a thing. he wants to use the excuse of ‘his shadows see everything’ — which wasn’t half a lie in this particular scenario. but he has been noticing your tiresome self a lot more. he rolls his eyes “i’m the steadfast hotelier, i have to take notice in some things, don’t i? otherwise this establishment would be an absolute mess!”

“damn, too bad you didn’t take notice sooner, maybe i wouldn’t be an absolute mess right now” you take a sip of your drink, hiding your now blushing face behind your coffee mug.

oh, you really shouldn’t’ve said that.

“hmm, are you saying that you wanted me to take notice of you?” he takes up another space closer to you. of-fucking-course he’d do that. teasing bastard.

“i’m tired, al. i have no idea what i’m saying. what did i just say?”

you hear alastor chuckle as he stands up from his spot beside you, his presence now cold air beside you.

“perhaps try counting sheep tonight, darling. at least it would put that… pet you have to good use” you stop mid slurp, looking up behind your mug at the radio demon in front of you with scrunched eyebrows. cute.

“you leave lambie out of this”

like/reblog/comment if you liked my work, i greatly appreciate it!

i was wondering if I could request a fem reader x ángel dust, but where it’s platonic? Like, she’s friends with him and always comforts him after a bad day at work. Forehead kisses and hugs abound?

Work Day Blues

Angel Dust X GN!Reader

Platonic

A/n: Hihi friend! Thank you for requesting this, I left this GN as it’s what I’m most comfortable writing! Also sorry if this a little short!

TW:Talks about Valentino (ew), a little angst, crying.

BEFORE ANYONE GETS ON MY CASE- I WILL ONLY WRITE ROMANTIC FICS WITH A MALE READER FOR ANGEL DUST. I KEEP PLATONIC FICS AS GN SO EVERYONE CAN READ.

Angel comes back after a long day working for Valentino, but not to worry cause you have the best cure known to man.

~~~

You looked at your phone as you let out a loud yawn, everyone had gone off to bed already . Which had left you alone at the bar nursing a bottle of water Husk had graciously given you before he took his leave for the night. It was currently 2 AM, 4 hours ago Angel Dust was supposed to be back from his work. You would’ve gone after him to check up on him but you promised him to stay away from Valentino and not get twisted in his little game. You didn’t want to see him upset at you.

The front doors of the Hotel opened causing you to look over but the words died on your tongue as you saw how upset and tired Angel Dust looked. Putting your phone in your pocket you got up and walked over to him motioning for him to follow you wordlessly. He let out a loud sigh but followed you back to his room where Fat Nuggets was waiting for him. The little pig oinking happily and running around his Papa, you smiled and led both of them to Angel’s bed. 

After helping get his ruined makeup off of his face you had sat next to him as he cried, “I fucking hate him- he kept me hours after the showing cause I missed one line in the script.”  He sobbed out into your chest, running your fingers through his hair, “I’m sorry, Angel..I wish I could help.” You whispered before placing a gentle kiss on his forehead as he looked at you, “There’s no way, Toots..I just got to suffer.” He replied between a sob, his shoulders shaking. “I bet you there is..Maybe I could turn off the lights and beat the shit out of him. Moths are blind, I could make this work.” You said confidently, puffing your chest out making Angel burst out laughing, “Think about it, cut the lights off and keep him occupied as I take a bat with nails to his knees.” You teased (you weren’t but Angel didn’t need to know) causing Angel to laugh harder laying back on his bed. 

“No wait! Get bug spray, Angel!” You yelled out over his laughter ignoring your exhaustion from earlier, “Not the fucking bug spray, toots!”

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it's always good to have your bestie in inventory

Late UNO night 🦌🍎

Don't know where I found this art, but I fucking love the parallels between Lucifer and Lilith, and, Alastor and Rosie

"He asked me to join his team"

"I said NO"

doodle

Vox is cute

"I want to eat you" is their love language and you can't change my mind