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Demon Summoning & Other Neat Party Tricks by whimsy__willow
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series)
10 Jun 2025
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The kid looks at Alastor. Then at her spellbook. Then back at Alastor.
"You're not a dog," she says.
Alastor wrinkles his nose. "I should hope not."
(Or: Six-year old witch, Imogen Woods, steals her late grandmother's spellbook and tries to summon a hellhound, hoping for a puppy to become her new familiar. Instead, she accidentally summons one of the most powerful beings in Hell, Alastor, the Radio Demon.
They strike a deal where Alastor must celebrate Imogen's birthday on earth with her every year until she is eighteen. In return, he gets her soul ... terms and conditions permitting, of course. Unfortunately, deals are difficult to maintain when Alastor begins to feel like a father to the very witch who summoned him.)
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06 Apr 2024
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Vincent knelt down, holding up the kid's t-shirt, and he was level with the bruises. With his son’s kitten nipples, sharp and pink and shadowed with splotched purple. Marked. Bitten, and Vincent pulled the t-shirt down again. He looked up at Ciel’s closed white face.
‘What,’ he said, ‘the fuck is this?’
‘Nothing,’ said Ciel, again, and he opened his blue eyes wide and wet and fluttering. Faltering.
‘Where were you? When I was looking for you?’
‘Garage.’ Concrete scuffs, raw on his bare knees.
‘With who?’
‘Mhhm,’ said Ciel. His little pink mouth was pressed closed. His chin was crumpling. ‘Nobody.’People are talking about Vincent's kid.
Vincent doesn't like it.
He doesn't like the way Ciel looks at his daddy's grown-up friend, either.It's a vent fic. Lacking any possible moral redemption. The tags say it all, really.
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06 Apr 2024
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“I don’t believe you for a second,” the villager said with a scoff. “Reviving the dead? You, a god? That’s the most preposterous thing I’ve heard in all my years.”
“Oh? You don’t believe me?” Dream smiled. “That’s okay, I’m more than willing to give you all a demonstration. Tommy,” he called, gesturing to the blond.
Tommy knew exactly what was going to happen, and he knew that there was no point in resisting, for it’d be over quicker if he gave up and went along with it (and if he struggled he’d really just be making a fool of himself). So he walked over to Dream, quietly, obediently, and stood facing the crowd. At least his death would be quick this time, he thought, as he shut his eyes and felt the cool of metal against his neck. One slash, and the world went dark.
Or: Tommy didn’t originally plan to hit the water when he jumped off the tower in Logsted, so he hit the ground instead. Dream decides that’s as good a time as any to test out the revival book, and upon succeeding, decides he’s a god and it’s high time he gained some followers.
(Title from “Crucified” by Army of Lovers, chapter titles from “Honey I’m Home” by GHOST)
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06 Apr 2024
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Zee was just trying to find his way in this fucked up town... Rent just went up again and Bailey is haunting his every move, so he finds himself trusting the wrong people and gets trapped in a new hell- Remy's Underground Farm.
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Rows of caged cattle line the edge, eating cereal from deep troughs. It’s only as you’re pulled closer that you realize they aren’t cows, but people with cow ears and tails. They don’t speak or spare a second glance at the newcomer, their feeding only broken by the occasional moo.
A man with short, golden brown hair tends to them. He turns to face you as the group approaches, smiling and brandishing a whip in his gloved hand. His green eyes glimmer in the low, artificial light.
Distantly, you think he would be very handsome, if you weren’t so terrified.
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- Part 4 of Zee's Descent Into Lewidity
Bookmarked by MistahJaysPuddin
23 Mar 2024
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[GRIAN]
Statement of Ivory Cello, regarding her escape from solitary imprisonment. Original statement transcribed January 20th, 2014. Statement begins.Series
- Part 13 of From the Archives
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