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- Haunted Hotel (Cartoon) (5)
- Invader Zim (3)
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“The only cure is a silver bullet,” said Abaddon, miming a gun with two fingers. His tone was dry, but the faint grimness beneath it wouldn’t escape her. “Not exactly ideal.” He circled her like a shadow, head tilted in that way of his that was both curious and unnerving. “Your humanity will dwindle as the days pass. When the transformation completes, you’ll return to yourself… and start again.”
He leaned closer, sniffing once, and his expression shifted, faint surprise at the trace of wolf already clinging to her scent. It was subtle, but there, in her blood. The change had already begun.
In which Esther contracts lycanthropy, leading to her newfound werewolf instincts clashing with Abaddon’s demonic nature.
Or, Abaddon and Esther get it on doggy-style.
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Humans were primitive. Incredibly so. Of all the sentient aliens Zim had had the displeasure of encountering, humans were probably the worst. The irken lamented over this—not for the first time—as his face was shoved into the filthy schoolyard soil. He so, so desperately wanted to extend his PAK legs and skewer the horrible beast pinning him from behind, but he could not. Submission was expected here. He grunted when the hand on the back of his head pushed him harder into the cold dirt.
In which Zim navigates the confusing social dynamics within an Omegaverse AU.
Or, Dib presenting as an alpha leads to a new territory in his and Zim’s relationship. Typical omegaverse smut ensues, with a side of angst and omegaverse social commentary.
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“When a demon’s spirit ends,” he says, “There is no ache. No lack. We do not perish naturally, so to die is a great failure…” He hesitates, and then his voice dips, quieter. “We simply go on with what remains. We feel no absence, only the shape of what is.”
Esther eyes his hand on her skirt.
Abaddon goes on. “It is no wonder Hell has not come to retrieve me. I may as well be dead. The Mortal Plane my purgatory.”
Her hand slips up into his hair. “Even if Hell doesn’t, I would grieve you—miss you—if you were gone.”
In which Abaddon is coerced into attending Aunt Rose’s funeral, only to be locked out of the ceremony by divine forces.
Or, Abaddon and Esther get away from the grief to indulge in each other’s sexual fantasies.
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“I can smell you too, you know? Your soul. It reeks of enchantment and hope and myrrh. Resin.” Abaddon turned to press his own nose into her jaw. “Like smoke, incense, an undertone of acridity and fire. Your black magic taints your purity.”
In which Esther misunderstands the boundaries of her best friend, Abaddon.
Or, Esther explores her budding sexuality with the hotel’s resident demon.
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“So, I was mostly kidding,” Esther finally spoke again, cutting into the quiet air. “But, uh, your silence is making me think maybe it’s not a joke… to you.”
Abaddon said nothing.
Cautiously, and slowly, Esther questioned, “Does my blood turn you on?”
In which Esther, against Abaddon's wishes, dabbles in Blood Magic, resulting in a painful wound.
Or, Abaddon is drawn to Esther's blood, ending in a spur-of-the-moment sexual encounter.
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"Mortiest Morty indeed. There was a spark in him though. This Morty is capable of darkness. He doesn’t roll over and cry for his Rick at every inconvenience. Perhaps he could be… rehabilitated."
Or, Evil Morty bides his time in prison the way many convicts do. Fantasizing about those who wronged him.
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16 Jul 2026
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“Wh-Where are we going?” Morty managed, gritting his teeth.
Evil Morty’s face was serious and his voice weirdly hollow. “Away,” was all he said.
“But I mean, are you like, kidnapping me? A-as revenge for Rick blowing up your base and sending you to jail?”
Evil Morty didn’t answer, just pushed more buttons on the console and then did something to the controls that made a bunch of golden portals appear in front of them.
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16 Jul 2026
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“You’re definitely a unique case.” Evil Morty studies him, “Only two Mortys have ever presented as anything other than a beta.” His words fade in and out, “Myself, a few weeks after I… chose this path. And now you.”
Or, halfway through the dinner with the President of the Citadel, Morty prime presents as an omega.
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16 Jul 2026
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Kiss The Hand That Feeds by Cobra_Crystal99, orphan_account
Fandoms: Haunted Hotel (Cartoon)
11 Jul 2026
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After an awkward moment with Abaddon in the bathroom, Katherine starts noticing the demon spending more and more time around her when the kids aren’t home.
Touching her a lot, too. But telling Abaddon “No” is easier said than done.
(Post season one)
Series
- Part 1 of Kiss The Hand
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16 Apr 2026
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Never Invite Me Over Ever Again (Just Kidding, Please Do!) by Lucifer_Countri for mothscure
Fandoms: Haunted Hotel (Cartoon)
12 Nov 2025
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READ THE TAGS!!!!!! Culling my subscriber list. I AM a proshipper, but I will be making non proship content, including a part two to "I'm a Monster So You Say[...]"
Abaddon smiled—a slow, indulgent curl of the mouth. So this is how they worship. It would do, for now. Until he could teach them what a throne really was, and teach them gratitude worthy of his name—kneeling, trembling, whispering thanks for the privilege of simply existing beneath his gaze.
He brushed past Todd with lazy authority, acknowledging him with the barest nod before lowering himself onto the couch. It yielded beneath his weight, soft and comfortable—an earthly luxury meant for those who are simply better. Something resembling a throne would've suited him better. Still, he stretched along it with a hum of idle contentment. Yes. This will do.
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06 Apr 2026