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On the Outs

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Ship: RadioApple Warnings: Depression.

It wasn't so abnormal to walk the path toward the Morningstar castle. He's done it before. He's become known as an expected visitor. Lucifer still had duties to perform after all, and couldn't stay at the hotel full time. So when Alastor couldn't fight the itch anymore, he would come to Lucifer and pull him away from his work for a few hours.

He reached the front door, used his cane to knock on the door, and waited. Though he didn't recall the name of the butler who opened the door, he at least recognized him, so he knew the butler knew who he was. Yet he remained in front of the door and blocked Alastor's path. "Do be a dear, and move aside, will you? I'm rather impatient today." He knew the number of hours since he'd last seen Lucifer, never mind the seconds since they'd last been in a dark corner together. He thrived in the feeling of insanity and loved to use it to his advantage when it came to terrifying others. He did not like it when he felt it drove him mad and lost of control.

"His Majesty is not receiving visitors."

"I'm aware. But I'm no mere visitor."

"His Majesty was clear on the rules. No one enters the palace."

"Alert him that it's me!"

"No. Visitors." The butler firmly stated before slamming the door closed.

Alastor hissed as he narrowed his eyes at the closed door. He slammed his fist against it, but a bright red pentagram glowed in retaliation, causing him to hiss again but this time in slight pain. Lucifer was serious about not wanting visitors. A new, foreign feeling grew in the pit of his stomach. Concern. He hated it. Worse because it only intensified as he was forced to walk away and return to the hotel.

****

They were in the main lobby with Charlie showing all of the residents some of her new ideas for the hotel. She was halfway into her presentation when she paused because her phone buzzed. She took it out of her pocket and tensed when she saw the screen.

"Dad calling. Dad's calling! DAD's CALLING!" She screamed at Vaggie with excitement before fumbling with her phone to answer it, and unfortunately scrambling away.

Alastor's heart began to race and he felt disoriented by the sign of Lucifer showing itself. He didn't even notice he moved from his place until Vaggie was blocking his way.

"Take your seat back. This is a private conversation."

"I don't know what you mean?" Alastor managed to say calmly and with a smile firmly in place. He may have gotten away with it before, but fighting together and...improving together, has changed them. These weren't the same self-centered damned souls who had more or less accepted their fates.

"Though it's less stressful not having the Big Honcho himself around, place hasn't been the same without him. Nice to know he's checkin' in," Angel commented.

"With Heaven more than pissed at what we managed to survive, he's probably been busy dealing with that shit," Husk added, more so speaking to Vaggie.

From what Nifty's told Alastor, Vaggie's concern for Lucifer is only fueled by Charlie's concern about her father, and struggles to find ways to explain to Charlie why her father's distancing himself again. When Charlie needs time on her own, Vaggie has a drink and chats with Husk about it.

"Whatever's keeping Lucifer busy...it's his business. We're busy too. But this is...special to them, so no one is going to interrupt that," Vaggie said, looking specifically at Alastor.

He continued to smile as he looked at her unblinking. If it were anyone else, they might have felt more unnerved sooner, but it wasn't too long before Charlie returned to break whatever growing tension.

"I will be back!"

"Back? Where are you going?"

"You're right. We'll be back! Dad's invited us over for tea! At the palace! Oh, you'll get to see where I grew up! He might pull out the baby pictures but I think it'll be sweet. But do not let him get to my teenage ones, please!"

Charlie was so animated and relieved as she rambled on to Vaggie as the two headed toward the doors. Alastor followed, yearning for...for something! A glance. To hear his voice himself, even a single word. Anything!

But as Charlie and Vaggie stepped out, a portal opened that showed the grounds of the palace that Alastor's become somewhat familiar with. They stepped through and the portal closed before he could even contemplate justifying his decision to jump through too.

"I'm sure he'll be back soon," Angel said to him in passing.

Alastor would have scoffed off the reassuring tone, and though no one's dared to say anything out loud...he'd be more than in denial to claim the residents of the hotel didn't have some sort of perception when it came to different aspects. Alastor wouldn't entertain what the rest saw of Lucifer and him, so he made his leave as well.

****

"Alastor!"

"Ah, dearest Charlie! Back so soon from visiting your darling papa?" He didn't want to sound so eager for updates or news. That's now how the games are played. No, the games he played meant he'd gently poke and prod here and there and just collect tidbits from what was shared with him. But this senseless madness was something different! He needed more than tidbits!

"Erm, yes. He...he wanted to see me. Not be kept apart so much like before," Charlie replied.

It shouldn't have gutted him, yet there was a pang in his heart. Lucifer managed to keep his promise to his daughter of remaining in her life...but remained disappeared from the rest. A vile plume of jealousy seemed to explode inside of him but thankfully all he did was grip his cane tighter than an iron grip. "How lovely."

"He mentioned visiting soon. After work calmed down."

"I'm sure he did. Well, I'm sure you've got work of your own! Don't let me hold you up!"

****

He returned to the palace.

Maybe after Charlie's visit...Lucifer would be willing to have others.

Alastor knocked on the door with the knocker this time and waited. The same butler opened as last time.

"No visitors."

"Let his Majesty know who is visiting."

"He was clear on instructions. No. Visitors."

Alastor's demonic side reared its head and his shadow limbs snapped to wrap around the butler's neck as he forcibly brought him to an inch of his face, "Alert his Majesty of whom is at his door for a visit." He then threw the butler back inside before squaring his shoulders and making himself presentable once more.

He waited...

And waited...

Until a different member of Staff arrived at the door to speak with him, "I apologize, sir. His Majesty's rather tired from the princess's visit earlier. He's gone off to bed and isn't receiving anyone at this moment."

Before Alastor could utter a word, the door was closed firmly once more.

****

When he finally returned to the hotel, one of the Egg Bois told him there was an odd swoosh noise in his room. When Alastor ventured to his room he saw what the swoosh noise was. An apple. Red and shiny and very much not placed there by him or anyone of the hotel staff.

He had no idea what it meant. A token of remembrance? A promise of a visit? For fucks sake, this was maddening!

It was all maddening!

And yet...he held on to that apple, firmly yet gently. It was the only proof he had that...Lucifer hadn't forgotten him. Despite how deep whatever pit he's fallen into.

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The Announcement of Hell's Spare

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Ship: Lucifer/Alastor Warning: Mpreg prompt, someone wanted Charlie to have a baby sibling via Luce getting knocked up Alastor.

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"You've been away, Your Majesty," Alastor greeted in an accusatory manner when he finally saw Lucifer enter the hotel. Though no one dared to ask him, Alastor has obsessively kept track of how long it's been since the last time Lucifer's been at the hotel.

"I haven't been feeling well..."

"...you're an angel. King of Hell. You can't be ill."

"Not normally, no."

"Were you hurt? Has Heaven been bothering you?" Alastor demanded. Even if he wasn't proud of how his battle went, didn't mean he wasn't invested in the fight still. Now more than ever since his thing with Lucifer has become what it has. Thinking about Lucifer getting into some sort of trouble on his own away from everyone made his blood boil. Lucifer wasn't as permanent of a fixture at the hotel as the rest of them now were. Lucifer had responsibilities and a palace that was deeply rooted in enchanted power that was drool-worthy. For as many Sinners who would fall to Lucifer's feet, there were also those stupid or bold or angry enough to try and harm him at a chance of bettering their situation.

"No, not like that. If anything, if I'm ill it's your fault!"

"My fault? However is that it my fault?"

"Because when I said I'm ill, I meant I'm pregnant!" Lucifer hissed.

"...what now?"

Lucifer sighed, far too exhausted to deal with Alastor's shock. He wasn't sure how the demon would react to it, but he was prepared to be a single father. He's had enough practice of it already with Charlie after his and Lilith's split. So he told Alastor the facts, "I felt strange. It's been a good two hundred years since it happened, so it's been a while, but then it became familiar. I did a few tests and...it's positive. I'm expecting."

"A child?"

"Yes."

"Our child?"

Lucifer sort of expected a form of this question. Though he expected Alastor to call it just his, or ask if Lucifer was sure it was Alastor's at all. Yet, the deer demon was calling it their child. "Yes."

"...are there royal protocols in place? Will it be a royal? Or will it just be known as a bastard?"

"My child will not be a bastard!"

"...did you just ask me to marry you?"

"..." Lucifer felt his face heat up at that. Regaining his composure, he cleared his throat and said, "I meant to say...this child will have the same title and perks as Charlie did. They will be a Morningstar. Prince or Princess of Hell."

"And me?"

"...I won't force you to do anything you don't want. I'm damned for giving Free Will and will maintain it as a vital part of who I am. You're free to do as you wish."

"Then expect me to move into the palace."

"What?"

"Unless you're planning on moving more permanently into the hotel. We can work things around and have our rooms connected. Expand to make room for the child. At first, they won't need much, but they will need their space."

"You're...not freaking out?"

"I'm surprised. But you're not a liar, my dear. If this was just another attempt at bantering with me, this is not a topic you'd play with. There's no reason for you to say you are with child unless it's true. I'm also very aware of how and when this might have happened."

"Right. So. I'm pregnant. It's yours. And we're keeping it."

"And raising it. Together."

"Right."

"...do you want me to be the one to tell darling Charlie she's going to be an older sister?"

"Please."

****

"Holy fuck, don't do that!" Lucifer cried out when he woke up and found Alastor hovering over him.

"You didn't notice me come in. Nor feel I've been here for the last fifteen minutes."

"You were watching me sleep like some voyeuristic creep?" Lucifer deadpanned as he sat up properly and stretched a bit.

Alastor took the chance to sit next to him. He was gripping his staff firmly if only to help resist the urge to reach out and either wrap his arm around Lucifer or maybe even place his hand over the belly. Their relationship was a lot more about heated moments and fun arguments escalating to situations neither of them really expected.

"You're the king of Hell and are now with child. You should have more protection."

"I'm in my daughter's hotel. The only people in here are the people she trusts. And you," Lucifer stifled a yawn but also gave him a soft teasing smile.

Alastor frowned," I'm serious. I could have killed you."

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, dearheart."

"Lucifer."

It was part of their game to call each other names. Insults that have become almost terms of endearment. Actual names...showed seriousness.

Lucifer sighed and turned to face Alastor properly, "A royal baby that's part angel, part...begrudgingly powerful overlord...takes a lot of energy. I get tired more easily. It's why I'm here. And not at the palace. When we rebuilt the hotel, I added extra layers of protection. It's not as safe as my palace, but it's safe enough for Charlie. And it's safe enough for this little one too."

"That still leaves you being...not to your usual strength," Alastor said quietly. There was a long pause before he dared to finally reach out and hold Lucifer's hand in his. "How dangerous is this for you?"

"I...don't know. Hellborns aren't exactly rare. But this isn't the typical case. But let's not forget who I am, okay? I'll be fine."

"Of course you will. Because let's not forget who I am. I'm going to take care of you. And you're going to let me."

"Hey! I am still king! You can't tell me what to do!"

"No, but I can tell Charlie you're not taking care of yourself and her puppy eyes will have you yielding in seconds."

"Cheater."

"Hmm," Alastor only smiled. If that was cheating, it wasn't beneath him if it guaranteed making this easier for Lucifer.

****

"I need your help, if you have a moment."

Charlie literally dropped all the papers she had in her hands and rushed up to her dad, "Of course! What do you need? Is everything okay? Is it the baby?"

Alastor telling her about the pregnancy had been...a thing. She went through a whole roller coaster of emotions that ranged from disbelief to panic to excitement to...plenty more. Once she processed that her father and Alastor had been more involved than she could ever imagine, she did go into a weird mourning stage in realizing that her old family she dreamed would one day magically heal and be what she dreamed was probably not going to happen, she began to accept the new reality.

The responsibility she took upon herself in the attempt to help her people helped her have more insight. The people in her hotel were more than just a project. They were her friends, if not already family in her eyes and heart.

And now she was going to be a big sister!

It was still a secret, though Vaggie learned about it because she just needed someone to talk to! She understood why it wasn't something to talk openly about that went beyond how annoying gossip could be.

Alastor also warned her about her dad being weakened by providing a lot of his strength to the baby. She saw it more since she was looking for it, but she wasn't the only one. Some were concerned something deadlier was going on that Lucifer was dealing with that they weren't privy to.

"Whoa, there. Breathe, sweetie. Everything's fine. I'm fine, baby's fine, you're fine! We're all fine."

"We're all fine!" Charlie repeated.

"Right. Now, look. We can't keep this a secret forever. I'm dreading the initial reactions but I'm preparing for it as best as I can. If anything, I can just go back to the palace until the birth."

"Alastor's already kind of preparing for that anyway."

"He is?"

"We've been talking," She informed him.

"Huh. Okay. We'll talk more about that later. Before we go off on any more tangents, let me get to the point. This is Hell. Wedlock bullshit doesn't matter with us because why would it? Your sibling will be a prince or princess as much as you are. Title, perks, respect. All of it."

Charlie smiled, "Good."

"We are the royal family. When these things happen there are usually announcements and such. I don't know yet if Alastor will want all of Hell to know just yet his involvement, but you're my daughter, my heir, and their older sister. There may be an announcement I'll make once I start showing if I don't plan to keep inside, but once the baby is born, I want you to stand next to me as I present Hell to its second in line. Will you?"

"Of course!"

"Good. And sweetheart?"

"Yes?"

"You can go ahead and tell anyone else in the hotel if you really want to."

"Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, I have been trying so hard!"

"I know. And I appreciate it. But I can also see how hard it's been for you, so if it comes up...you can."

Charlie hugged him in response.

The next time he walked through the lobby, which was about an hour later, he felt everyone's eyes on him.

He stared at all of them with an unimpressed expression, "Alastor will take the questions, not me." Then he turned around and made it back to his suite.

****

"You want me to go back to the palace don't you?" Lucifer asked while he rested in Alastor's arms as they lay in his bed.

"It's safer for you there."

"I hate being away from Charlie..."

"It won't be like last time. She'll visit more. We'll visit too when possible."

"We?"

"You're not getting rid of me."

Lucifer chuckled and smiled. Lifting his finger to one of his sharp teeth, he bit down hard enough to draw blood and then offered it to Alastor. The deer demon held Lucifer's hand before gently, and rather sensually, licking the dripping blood that ran down the digit before taking the tip of his finger into his mouth and suckling until the wound healed. Alastor pressed a kiss to the tip of the finger, and then the inner palm, and then kissed Lucifer's knuckles. "I'll miss how delicious you taste, darling..."

"Why would you miss it? Aren't you basically latching on and becoming my shadow?"

"I'm not taking the literal life essence from you or our child," Alastor deadpanned.

"Pft. Boo."

"You want me to bite into you?"

"...yeah. I like it. You do it well."

Alastor cupped Lucifer's cheek and they stared into each other's eyes. The heat that's usually there was present, but also something new. Maybe something that has been there for a while but they're now willing to see. Alastor leaned in and kissed Lucifer. Gently at first, but it slowly turned into a make-out session that slowly became more hungry and passionate.

When they pulled apart, they continued to steal kisses between shared pants of breath.

"My, my your Majesty, we might be recreating our child's conception all over again."

"Oh, there's no might about it dearheart."

****

"You asked about royal protocols. We usually present the latest heir together as a family. Charlie said she'd be with me...will you be there too? Or will you remain in the shadows?" He liked to bask in the post-glow bliss, but this was something that had been on his mind for a while. So though he felt fully sated and more than content, he turned his full focus and attention to Alastor.

Alastor simply pulled Lucifer closer still until Lucifer was on top of him again. His possessiveness over the King of Hell has only grown and it was becoming harder to remain subtle about it. "No nightmare of Hell nor army of Heaven could keep me away, darling."

#long post #mpreg fic #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #radio apple #lucifer/alastor #don't like don't read

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