Joel Miller😤🫶

…just. give me some time to process.

title: dancing in the rain

author: sciencebecameouraddiction

fandom: hazbin hotel

rating: PG

genre: slight, baby angst/ major fluff

pairing: Alastor x Reader

summary: all hell had was acid rain, and all you wanted was the rainstorms you knew on earth.

Rain hardly ever was an occurrence in Hell. And when it was, it was acid rain. You sighed, looking out the window and watched the green acid pouring down on everything, missing desperately the rain storms that you had on earth. Being the youngest at the hotel, you remembered more clearly the burn of the sun on your skin, the cool breeze on a fall day and even the mix of the humidity in the air that felt like it would choke you but the reprieve as a rainstorm came and fell from the heavens.

“What has you so melancholy, my dear?” A voice asked behind you, shockingly quiet all things considered, toning down the announcer quality in his voice.

“Hey Alastor, just thinking is all.” You replied and smiled at him, not wanting to explain that the acid rain made you sad.

“Now, whatever it is that you’re thinking about is casting a dark shadow over your usually lovely face. So, tell me, what’s wrong? What kind of hotelier might I be if I didn’t ensure that all the patrons here were happy?” He said, the announcer tone coming back into his voice, which made you wince. Knowing that meant he knew you were lying so he was going to put on a show if you were. You sigh.

“It’s the rain.” You explain.

“The what now?” He asks, all effects gone from his voice except shock and a bit of confusion.

“The rain. I miss the rain. Not this rain. The rain on earth. The smell of the earth after a good rain storm, the way that especially in the summer when it was so hot, the rain was a cool reprieve. It always felt like…” You trailed off.

“Forgiveness?” Alastor finished, looking outside the hotel now too. You blink and look up at him.

“Yes. Are you sure you don’t read minds?” You chuckle, resting your head on your hand. You suddenly feel his microphone tap your head. You look up at him as holds his arm out to you.

“Come with me.” He says, not giving you time to feel confused. As when you take his arm you shadow travel with him to the other side of the hotel appearing at the door of his room.

“This is your room.” You say, confused now.

“Ever observant. A skill many would kill for I’m sure.” He smiles at you, but the sarcasm is evident as he holds open the door for you and you step into his room.

“Just a certified Sherlock Holmes.” You roll your eyes, taking his sarcasm.

“I never had the chance to read those books.” He mused for a moment, as he shut his door and walked around you heading to the forest area. You stayed near the door.

“I have the collection if you’d like to borrow it and read them.” You explain. “They are annotated though, so you’ll have to put up with my notes.” You explain.

“That would be lovely, dear.” Alastor says stepping on the grass and you watch as he takes off his coat and hangs it on a coat rack that appeared suddenly. He turns to you. “Aren’t you coming?”

“I-I guess?” You say, more like a question. You jog over to him and start walking next to him. “Are you killing me in your forest because I complained about acid rain?”

“Oh, no. Not you at least.” Alastor chuckles. “I want to show you something.” You look up at him skeptically.

“Hey Alastor, can you take smaller steps?” You ask having to jog to keep up with him. He looks down and hums seeing how you were almost running next to him.

“Good to know that if I had to catch you I could do so without breaking a sweat.” He says, as he walks slower and taking smaller steps, allowing you to actually walk, instead of run.

“Har har.” You say deadpanned and roll your eyes. You walk into a clearing that has a cabin in the middle. The whole forest felt like it was shrouded in the twilight of fall when lightening bugs gently floated around and the sky was a perpetual shade of blue, purple and pink. You finally looked up and around, seeing the trees, the bugs, the animals, the sky. Tears formed in your eyes. “Alastor, this is beautiful. It looks just like-“ You stop, your throat constricting as emotion overtakes you. You feel Alastor’s clawed hand rest on your shoulder.

“Just like earth?” He finishes, speaking softer than you had ever heard. You nod and look at him, watching him take everything in and then looking down at you.

“Come, let me show you something else.” He says, walking away and heading to the cabin. You walk in and suddenly feel at home. The decor is a little dated and you feel transported to the 1920’s, but it’s all homey. There’s a kitchen, a living room, a lounge and a hall way leading to what you assumed to be a bed room. You walk through the living room, taking it in but trying not to pry at the photos Alastor had in frames along the mantel of the fire place, you see at the back door there is almost like a deck, with a more modern porch swing.

“The porch swing is a nice addition.” You mention, smiling a bit at the modern accessory in what felt like a time capsule.

Alastor chuckles as he sets his microphone down and rolls up the sleeves of his shirt. He joins you next to the window. “You haven’t seen the best part.” He murmurs, unusually quiet and reserved. You don’t mention the change in demeanor though, wanting to savor the quiet and this almost more authentic view of the Radio Demon.

“What’s the best-“ You stop when you hear it. The start of a pitter patter of rain on the roof, that builds and when you look outside, it’s raining. “Is that?” You blink a few times.

“It is. Safe for you to touch as well. You won’t get hurt.” He smiles a genuine looking smile as he goes over to the record player and starts playing music. Your hand touches the door, feeling the coolness of the water slide down the glass pane. You can’t stop yourself as Alastor fiddles with the record player, you open the door, quickly closing it so no rain would get in the cabin and rush outside off the deck. Twirling in the grass as the rain poured down soaking you.

“What are you doing?” Alastor yelled from the door, watching you like you had gone mad.

“Dancing in the rain!” You yelled back, a smile feeling permanent on your face.

“You’ll catch a cold, get back inside!” He says, looking up at the sky and then back at you.

“No! Come join me! It’s amazing! This is exactly what I remember.” You say holding you hand out to Alastor. His smile looks more like a grimace as he takes you in looking like a wet dog. He looks back inside and waves his hand at something and you see towels appear and the record player is louder so you can hear it outside. He takes off his shoes and socks and places them neatly at the door but far enough away that when you come in, water or mud won’t get on them.

He walks out getting drenched almost immediately as you run up to him and grab his hand and pull him on the grass. You take both his hands and start trying to spin around in a circle with him, as you see his eyebrow raise. You stop and look at him, a little disappointed when he doesn’t spin with you and you start to let go of his hand, until his hand tightens and pulls you to him.

“We can dance in the rain, but we will be actually be dancing.” He says as he proceeds to guide you through a dance that was popular when Alastor was alive, morphing into an odd mash up of a swing dance and you dancing like you were at a rave. You both settled down and were now just slow dancing as the song had turned a bit slower. You watched as Alastor’s eyes were closed as his face angled up to the sky. You made a spit second decision, and rested your head on his chest, really it was like the start of his abdomen but it was as tall as you could reach. You didn’t see his head snap down to you and watch as you seemingly relaxed in his arms, drunk off the warmth he gave and the cool from the rain still coming down. His hand moved up, and grabbed your chin, encouraging you to look at him. As you did, you saw his eyes widen and his cheeks turn bright red.

“What’s wrong?” You ask quietly.

“I’ve never… done anything like this before.” He says quietly, and it breaks the fogginess you felt before.

“You don’t have to be scared. It’s just me.” You say, as if it’s the most simple thing in the world.

“Just you? Darling, just you is enough to have me go to war.” Alastor murmurs and then his eyes widen again, shocked. You realize that he is just blurting things out and there is no filter. You smile.

“Well, I’m honored that the Radio Demon would want to be in my corner.” You say as your hand reaches up to touch his cheek, stopping just a few centimeters away, allowing him to close the gap if he wanted to. He leans into your touch shaking his head.

“Not the Radio Demon, dear. Just Alastor.” He says, looking at you with a vulnerability you had never seen before. Your eyes widen and you smile.

“Even better.”

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viktor being all legs, less torso is so dear to me.

i Know jayce loves to rub v’s legs. especially when theyre just lounging.

their go-to position (resting on the couch, get ur head out of the gutter 🫵) is for v to be laying down with his legs over jayce’s. and all jayce does is rub the aches out of his long legs,,,,

oooughhh they mean sm to me

Bro imagine the overlord meeting after the battle in episode 8. Vox attends this one because from what he knows- Alastor is gone- ran away (with his tail between his legs) - so imagine his sheer shock and fear to see him there chatting away with Rosie and Carmila, something something along the lines of thanking them for something (his ass cannot focus) with his signature wide smile, as if he wasn't just absolutely bodied by the first man just a few days ago like?????

I’m begging you to write something with Eddie where after graduation they get married and all their friends are there and Dustin is Eddie’s best man!😭😭🥲 I’m sad just thinking about it

All of Me Wants All of You

Pairing: Eddie Munson X fem!Reader

Summary: You and Eddie get married after he finally graduates high school.

Warnings: Some crying and cursing, minor season 4 spoilers, brief mentions of Eddie being in the hospital

Word Count: 1.2k

a/n: i hope you like this !

You and Eddie were both sure of the fact that you wanted a small wedding. The two of you settled on this the day he had been released from the hospital after being attacked by those demobats.

Currently, you were sitting in front of the vanity you had in your room. You were finishing up your makeup, a soft smile on your face as you continued to get ready.

You were more than happy to get to spend the rest of your life with Eddie, especially after everything that happened in the upside down this year. You had been so afraid that you would loose him, but he continued to fight, for you, for Dustin, for everyone.

And all he wanted was to make sure that he spent every single day by your side and not dead in some freaky dimension.

He had managed to cheat death and actually graduate your high school. You were incredibly proud of him, but he was tired of hearing you say that, his cheeks blushing bright red every time you brought it up.

And luckily for him, Nancy was able to pull some strings with local government, clearing his name and getting them to drop all charges.

You looked down at your engagement ring one more time then got up, straightening out your dress as you stood up. You then headed out of your bedroom and down the main stairs of your house, where your father was waiting for you.

“Ready?” your father asked with a smile as he held out as his arm to you.

You linked your arm around his, “Of course.” you said with a smile.

Neither you nor Eddie wanted an entirely traditional wedding, so you didn’t carry a bouquet and the ceremony would be performed by one of your fathers long time friends who had recently become a priest. And you were having Dustin, Eddie’s best man, give you your rings.

Your father then lead you to the backyard then down the isle Eleven and Max had created last minute. Eddie was wearing a tux, something you never thought you’d see him wear. He looked so handsome and you couldn’t wait until the ceremony was over so that you could kiss him again.

The second Eddie saw you start to walk down the isle, his eyes began to tear up. You looked  absolutely beautiful and breathtaking. He had no idea if he would be able to muster up the courage to actually speak at all once you reached him.

But, he would try his best, for you.

You smiled at him as he took your hands in his, “You look really handsome.” you whispered to him as goosebumps started to appear on your arms.

Neither of you could believe that this was actually happening or that any of this was real.

He blushed, “You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” he said, grinning at you and making you blush.

Your fathers friend then started the ceremony and while he spoke, your eyes never Eddie’s and his eyes never left yours.

And before you knew it, it was time for you two to read your vows. You had decided that Eddie would go first since he was a bit better at public speaking.

He still keeps one of your hands in his as he speaks, “(y/n), you are half of my soul. You could take away all of my senses and I’d still be able to find you,” he starts, taking a deep breath in an attempt to keep his tears at bay, “You’ve been by my side through it all and I truly can’t thank you enough for that.” he told you.

You could tell that he was incredibly nervous so you rubbed your thumb against the back of his hand to comfort him.

He smiled at you briefly then continued on with his vows, “I love you more than anyone I’ve loved before and I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you, even in death,” hearing him say that made you burst into tears as you had almost lost him two months ago, “I don’t want to start crying more than I already am, so I’ll just say a couple more things. I love so fucking much and I’m glad that I’ll get to have you by my side for the rest of our lives.” he said, finishing his vows.

“Fuck.” you muttered to yourself, feeling a bit embarrassed that you were crying in front of so many people, the curse word you had said making everyone chuckle.

Eddie softly wiped your tears away for you and wordlessly encouraged you to start reading your own vows.

You took a deep breath then started to talk, “I’m not the best a public speaking so I’ll make this short. Eddie, you are my favorite person in the whole world and I adore so many things about you. I adore how you are always able to make me laugh. I adore how you always know how to comfort me. But most of all, I adore you. You are more then I could ever want in a friend and in a lover. I love you more then words could ever explain, I promise.” you told him, your eyes rarely leaving his own.

And although your vows were short, they still made Eddie sob. He cried every time you reminded him of how much he meant to you. You wiped his tears away for him and then sent a comforting smile his way.

“(y/n) (y/l/n), Do you take Edward Munson to be your husband?” the priest asked as he gestured towards your soon to be husband.

“I do.” you said confidently, a bright smile on your face.

“And Edward Munson, do you take (y/n) (y/l/n) to be your wife?” the priest asked, now gesturing towards you.

“I do!” Eddie basically screamed, causing everyone to laugh again.

Dustin then stepped out from his spot next to Eddie and handed your ring to Eddie. His hands shook as he took the ring from his young friend and slipped it onto your ring finger.

And once your ring was on, Dustin handed you Eddie’s ring. You grinned at him again as you slipped the ring onto his own finger, a look of true love in your eyes.

The moment the rings hit your skin, you couldn’t help but look down at them. They were simple silver bands that had each other’s initials engraved in them.

“By the power vested in me and the state of Indiana, I know pronounce you husband and wife! You may now kiss the bride!” The priest happily said as he began to clap.

Eddie effortlessly slid his arm under your back and dipped the two of you down as he kissed you. You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling as you kissed him back, you were just so happy.

“I love you.” you whispered to him before pressing another kiss to his soft lips, he smelled like some fancy cologne you knew Steve had probably given him, the thought of this making you smile once more.

“And I love you, Mrs. Munson.” he murmured against your lips, causing your skin to heat up.

And once the two of you had pulled away from each other’s lips one last time, Eddie scooped you off of your feet and began to run to where the kids had set up the party.

On the way there, you smiled and softly chuckled as you stared up at your husband. And to you, your future was looking pretty fucking good.

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