The past always comes back—

Y/n had started out as Hell’s most famous model, to dating her boss the fashion/social media over lord, Velvette.

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Velvette

Velvette was a short-tempered, bossy, confident social media/fashion over lord. She didn’t put up any buisness with anybody and her prized possession was her phone.

Intro

Y/n never dreamed small.

Fame was the goal, no matter the cost.

So when Velvette found her in life and offered her a deal—become the most famous demon in Hell in exchange for her soul—Y/n didn’t hesitate. She signed the contract, and Velvette took ownership of something she treated like both a promise and a possession.

Death didn’t end her ambition. It completed it.

In Hell, Y/n arrived already marked for success. Velvette made good on her word: she became the most famous model in all of Hell almost instantly. Her face was everywhere—posters, campaigns, high-end infernal fashion spreads. She wasn’t just known. She was unavoidable.

Velvette kept her close, naturally. Y/n quickly became one of her top models, one of her most valuable assets. She learned the rules fast: smile when told, pose when ordered, stay perfect even when nothing else was.

That was where she met Angel Dust.

He didn’t look at her like property or competition. He looked at her like someone who understood what it meant to be trapped in something bigger than yourself. He was sarcastic, chaotic, but strangely honest. And Y/n, new to Hell, alone, and young, gravitated toward that honesty.

They became friends in fragments—jokes, shared complaints, quiet moments where neither of them pretended things were fine.

Over time, Velvette stopped being just her boss.

She became something more complicated.

Velvette noticed her early. Of course she did—Y/n was her creation in a sense, her success story. That attention shifted into something more personal. What started as control and admiration turned into something neither of them fully named at first.

Eventually, it became undeniable.

Velvette didn’t just want Y/n’s fame.

She wanted Y/n.

And Y/n wanted her back.

It wasn’t clean or easy, but it was real. They became a couple in the middle of Hell’s constant noise and power games. Y/n even got access to spaces she never should’ve been in—V meetings, occasional overlord discussions—always at Velvette’s side.

But the contract never stopped existing.

And Velvette never let her forget it during arguments.

That was the worst part for Y/n—the way love and ownership could exist in the same breath.

Still, they stayed together.

Because in Hell, even complicated love was rare.

One day, the Hazbin Hotel ran into a problem they couldn’t solve. Angel Dust knew someone who could help.

Y/n.

Before they went to Velvette’s apartment, Angel warned them. Y/n wasn’t just a contact—she was Velvette’s top model, her girlfriend, and still bound by a soul contract. Convincing her wouldn’t be easy, but hopefully he could get her to drink, knowing that alcohol was her biggest weakness and how she died.

When Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, Husk, and Angel arrived, Velvette wasn’t there.

Y/n was

And luckily for the hotel gang. Angel knew just the right buttons to push to manipulate or guilt trip Y/n. It was either with alcohol or making her feel bad, it worked well especially with how young and naive Y/n was.*