#emilyhazbinhotel is an active hashtag on Bluesky. In the last 30 days, 17 people shared 50 posts with it — around 2 a day. Activity is down 41% versus the previous week, peaking on Oct 9 with 5 posts.

Posts with #emilyhazbinhotel

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@vibesboyfriend.bsky.social

about 12 hours ago

Cutieful Joy✨ #hazbinhotel #hellaverse #emilyhazbinhotel

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@inkphoenix.bsky.social

3 days ago

The last fic I wrote for @partdemonn.bsky.social's #radiojoyweek2026, though I hope to finish my other ideas eventually cause they are *tasty* hehe. Day Six: Grounded 🔗⬇️ CW: Dubious Consent #radiojoy #alastor #alastorhazbinhotel #emilyhazbinhotel #hazbinhotel

God above, did she want.

"Alastor," whispered Emily again, her wings fluttering out, welcoming, as he stepped closer. She wanted to keep her hands clasped to her chest in prayer, to resist as she should, yet she couldn't help but reach out to him. Wanting against all reason, against everything that she knew, that said that she shouldn't because he was evil, he was a murderer unwilling to change.

But he was also hers.

As soon as her fingertips brushed his shirt, Emily curled his hands into it so she could draw him closer, even as Alastor was already moving in to press against the edge of the mattress and her. He reached up, his bloody hands sliding up her neck and into her long tresses, and how she sighed at feeling his warmth despite the metallic smell of blood. She tilted her head back to look up at him with fluttering lashes, smiling softly.

"My little dove," purred Alastor, and he leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers. She whimpered as she felt the blood on his lips stain hers like a grotesque lipstick, but still opened her mouth to him. Let him sweep his tongue into her mouth, furthering the copper taste until it brushed against her own tongue.

She was already so tainted, what was a little more?

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@inkphoenix.bsky.social

5 days ago

Day three for @partdemonn.bsky.social's #radiojoyweek2026! You just know I had to pick devotion 😏 🔗⬇️ #radiojoy #alastorhazbinhotel #emilyhazbinhotel #hazbinhotel

"Oh, Alastor."
The sound of her gentle and concerned voice was like a wave of relief, of comfort, and Alastor lifted his face from hands to take in his wife, who didn't even seem upset that he'd slammed the door shut. His wife - how he loved to even think that word - stood there in above the knee length jean shorts that hugged her thighs, a tank top that has seen better days and was splattered in old paint from when she painted every wall in the house, and barefoot. Her long silvery hair was twisted up into a messy bun with a forgotten pencil stick through it, a beautiful contrast to her warm brown skin and dark freckles.

Then finally, there was her eyes, which were such a beautiful color purple that shone with the delight that he was home. That he'd returned to her.

"Emily," breathed out Alastor. He wasn't even aware of the several long strides he took to be closer to her, his sun and moon, his guiding star, until he was dropping to his knees in front of her. A man ready to worship a goddess, his hands reaching up to touch what should never be touched by such sullied hands. Hands coated more than once in blood.

Yet she smiled a beautiful smile and reached out as well to cup his face with her small, soft hands, and his eyes fluttered shut at her gentle touch.

"My angel," whispered Alastor reverently.

"My love," answered Emily in return, with a smile in her voice, clearly not surprised anymore by his dramatic reaction to seeing her for the first time in several days. She stroked her fingers down his jaw, tracing his face, and he sighed in contentment as he let her. Her touched was followed by a brush of lips over his forehead, then his lips. Making Alastor ache for her more. "You're home."

"I'm home." Alastor opened his eyes to take in the angelic beauty of his beloved, barely aware of lifting up his own arms to wrap around her waist so he could pull her closer, press his face into her curved stomach. Emily made a small noise of surprise before she laughed soft…

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@b-127fan.bsky.social

8 days ago

I can’t be the only one to notice that they have similar head structures and personalities right? #willowwackford #charliemorningstar #emilyhazbinhotel #hellaverse

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@inkphoenix.bsky.social

7 days ago

#radiojoyweek2026 has arrived! I have a few fics ready for the week, and hopefully I can finish the others in the near future when things are calmer! Day 1: Fallen Emily! 🔗 ⬇️ #radiojoy #emilyhazbinhotel #alastorhazbinhotel #hazbinhotel #fallenemily (kinda)

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@jamescenterloon.bsky.social

about 4 hours ago

The hazbin girls and angel are on the beach blowing bubblegum bubbles #balloon #balloonie #goodra #gooloon #bubblegum #chaggie #charliemornigstar #vaggie #emilyhazbinhotel #angeldust

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@edenfireart.bsky.social

about 9 hours ago

im super happy to have collab'd with Hellbent Con for this yandere emily hard enamel pin for spooky season~!!😍🔪💗🎀🌸🌸 if you'd like one, go to @hellbentcon.bsky.social and check the link in their bio, and click on the Pin Shop button~!!💗🌸 #hazbinhotel #hellaverse #hazbinhotelemily #emilyhazbinhotel

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@peppermintcutie.bsky.social

6 days ago

Femslash #Kinktober Day 18! Prompt: Tickling Pairing: #Emolly Short and cute! Check it out! #femslash #sapphic #hazbinhotel #heavenlyspider #webbedhalo #seraphearts #emilyhazbinhotel #mollyhazbinhotel archiveofourown.org/works…

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@inkphoenix.bsky.social

8 days ago

Working on day 2 of #radiojoyweek2026! Poor Emily isn't feeling well, and neither is Alastor, he caught ✨feelings✨ Let's see if I can finish all the days in time after being sick the last week. 😅🏃💨 #radiojoy #alastorhazbinhotel #emilyhazbinhotel #hazbinhotel

"Get some rest, Miss Emily. And if you're in need of anything, just call downstairs and I'll have Niffty or Husk bring it up to you."

"Not you?" asked Emily, and he might have imagined it but there maybe a touch of sadness to her tone and gaze. Disappointed that it wouldn't be him?

Clearing his throat, Alastor turned away from that gaze, his tall ears flicking up and down as he also snapped his fingers to summon a glass of water. "I will be very busy taking care of the hotel, as is my job."

There was a small moment of silence before he heard the shifting of the blanket, and Alastor assumed at first Emily was just getting comfy again. But suddenly there was a touch to his sleeve. Alastor snapped his head back without turning. Emily was closer to the edge of the bed, leaning forward just so she could grab at the sleeve of his jacket to get his attention.

He'd killed sinners for touching his jacket, and normally, he tear his arm away before tearing something vital out of the offender.

Yet…

This time Alastor froze, like a deer stuck in the headlights of an oncoming car.

"What if I want it to be… you?" Emily asked quietly, her eyes clear of sickness for a brief moment as she stared up at him. That question, coupled with the barest hint of her never seen before chest as her nightgown gaped at the top, made Alastor almost choke on his next words.

"I will… see how busy I am."

Not a yes. Not a no. But Emily smiled up at him, and his deceiver of a heart skipped a beat.

aj 🖤 radiojoy week oct 18-24!!! @partdemonn.bsky.social

ATTENTION ALL #RadioJoy ENJOYERS! RadioJoy week is coming to bluesky this October 18th-24th! Join me in celebrating this unlikely duo's love for one another ❤️ Use #RadioJoyWeek2026 to show off your work! more info below! #angelicsmile #hazbinhotel #hazbinhotelalastor #hazbinhotelemily