Please don't read I wrote this when I was like 12- Just some one shots of Hazbin Hotel cause why not. Includes: Alastor Charlie Vaggie AngelDust Husk Niffty Baxter and Tom. [COMPLETED] IMPORTANT Rankings: #3 IN NIFTY <3 | 01/28 [DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HAZBIN CHARACTERS]

*WARNING SHITTY ENDING AND REWRITTEN* Once an Archangel, God's other Hand, and the favorite sister. But was banished, cut off her dignity and pride, and reincarnated as a Mortal- a human. And now dead, instead of getting back to her real home, she once again was forsaken and woke up to the place of sinners- Hell. Will she ever go back to her home? Will she be ever forgiven? We will see about it. Published: December 16, 2022 WARNING! THIS FANFIC CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS CURSING, VIOLENCE, AND MENTION OF SEXUAL CONTENT!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

It started with a drunken kiss. Then she offered me a deal-pretend to be Stella Goetia's girlfriend and get paid more than I've ever seen. Easy, right? Except Stella is a nightmare in heels: controlling, dramatic, constantly screaming about her ex-husband, and somehow always in my personal space. Now I'm stuck in her twisted game of "make Stolas jealous," attending galas, dodging thrown glassware, and pretending I don't care when she shows up at 2AM crying about her daughter. I was supposed to fake a relationship. Now I'm falling for the most unstable, infuriating, possibly unlovable woman in all of Hell.

Heaven's best exorcist was betrayed and left to die in Hell... but he survives. Now, he must navigate his new life in this new landscape, with rhe very beings he once exterminated.

"How long Lute? Did I mean anything to you?" I say a bit louder as my hands grip my knees. Lute flinches slightly at the volume of my voice. She takes a deep breath before saying the words I wish I never had to hear. "Our relationship was barely anything. It was nothing." A strained laugh comes out of me as I just stare at her. "It's fine, it's cool." I say quietly before standing up and walking in front of her. "You can say that we are nothing, but you know the truth." She glances away and tries to back up from how close our proximity is. "And guess I'm the fool." ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 06/30/2024 Ended: 06/30/2024 ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

She walks into the bar at three a.m. with four coins, no place to sleep, a girlfriend who just locked her out, and a brother she refuses to name.

This is my little fanfiction of Carmilla Carmine from Hazbin Hotel and an original character. I thought it would be a great potential for a dark love story, so I am running with it. Still a work in progress and it goes only off of season 1. So, when season 2 comes out and there is added character development/ relationships, this will not include that. I am not a psychic no matter how badly I want to be. I hope everyone enjoys it!

Y/N is Heaven's most loyal seraphim-until she starts questioning the Extermination. Sera, the High Seraphim, is everything an angel should be: powerful, commanding, unwavering... except she hesitates when Y/N looks at her.

Y/N didn't mean to fall for Cannibal Town's most elegant and terrifying queen. But Rosie-warm smile, perfect manners, and a darkness sharper than her teacups-pulls her in like gravity.

Y/N is the Daughter of the Popstar of hell Verosika Mayday. Few years later Verosika has trouble spending time with her daughter, so she idea that will spend time with each other. (Warning: This story will be PG-13)