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queenspiderb1tch · 2 months
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“Can I help you, YOUR MAJESTY?”
Daily doodle got out of hand again, day 5 I think
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marksmarkers93 · 2 months
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Well shit...radioapple got me in a chokehold.. luci is a bratty bottom your honour! Ive done some ungodly drawings of these two already...
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cottoncommitscrime · 2 months
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If you know what this is
I’ll see you in Hell
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st-dorothy-minority · 21 days
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Writing the next chapter of "You Didn't Know" and - the fact that Alastor was a trip sitter for Lucifer and Lucifer coming to his senses to find him in his bed and wondering if "things" happened between them is so funny to me. I don't know why 😄
"Did you....did we....?"
"Heavens no!" Alastor denied with a flick of his wrist. "I have no interest in taking advantage of someone in that way. It's simply not my style."
"Oh thank god," Lucifer breathed and relaxed instantly. "So then....what were you doing?"
"Catching up on some light reading."
Lucifer closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "This is just too weird."
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kolakun · 14 days
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It was a little bad, but I hope you liked it <3
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kame-writes · 6 days
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RadioApple drabble
Alastor had never been attracted to people. Not to a pretty face, to sins of the flesh, or the debasement of one's desires. He is attracted to power, the kind that he can control, either directly or from the shadows.
Knowing that he is able to dominate, outsmart, or derail someone or something so much bigger than he had any right to was so much more appealing. It was an extremely gratifying feeling. A rush he imagined comparable to any number of addictive narcotics he sees people destroying themselves with on a daily basis. It was a hellfire he would willingly scorch himself with for the chance to seize the power and control he craves.
It was intoxicating to finally find someone he considered an equal. And despite his position and almost limitless power, Lucifer had not lived up to that position until Alastor had seen the true king of Hell unleashed. 
In the battle, Lucifer had finally shown his true self. Relenting to the usually untapped potential he possessed. The original sin incarnate and unleashed. The cause for humanity's downfall and liberation. The sole reason religious people felt fear and dreaded his kingdom, scared enough of damnation at his hands to hold back from the alluring temptation of sin. 
That was an entity he could possibly respect, begrudging or not. Not the silly man that hid behind insecurity and anxiety. Not the father who had failed his child, and was now desperately trying to sew back together the tapestry of hurt and missed time caused by his absence, physically and emotionally.
Lucifer had finally revealed the deadly power in his broken halo, and shown a fraction of the true devastation he could bring if he decided to act upon his full potential as king of the seven rings. And Alastor was suddenly seeing him for the very first time in this new light.
The friendly exterior had cracked, and beneath it had shone a taste of corrupted divinity. The power Heaven had granted him when they cast the light bringer into the dark, where he could shine brighter than he ever could in heaven's light. If he was only ruthless enough to capitalize on it.
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captain-shortyyy · 2 months
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listen y’all i LOVE radioapple with my whole soul and i LOVE y’all’s fankids but i feel like you guys are missing a very good opportunity to expand on Alastor and Lucifer’s relationship with this kid. Cuz you KNOW they compete to see whose features the kid got more of.
Whose nose did they get? they fight
Whose eye color did they get? They Fight
How tall will they be? THEY FIGHT
Whose hair did they get? actually it’s a mixture of the two of theirs and neither can determine who won that one
i’m just sayin there’s potential here and y’all need to see it too
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oldtvandcomics · 19 days
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Meanwhile I started to write a Hazbin Hotel fanfiction .... a while ago.
It is Alastor/Lucifer, the idea being that they keep making deals that accidentally (or "accidentally") bind them closer and closer together.
It is a work in progress, but I'm already halfway through. In case that anyone want to read it and say some nice things to me about it. ;-)
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helluvaimagination · 2 months
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Shadow Waltz
Ch. 1: Prologue - The Shadow Waltz Begins
CW: Graphic violence, death
Hey folks! This will be a long-form lucifer/alastor fic that isn't compliant with alastor's serial killer past. instead, in this world, alastor is sacrificed as part of a ritual and goes straight to hell. lucifer does his best to help <3
(Lyrics from "Shadow Waltz" by Bing Crosby)
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In the shadows, let me come and sing to you
Let me dream a song that I can bring to you
Take me in your arms and let me cling to you
Let me linger long
Let me live my song
It was another quiet night at the station, and Alastor was, as usual, reclining in his chair and sipping his coffee as Bing Crosby crooned across the airwaves. Peaceful. Calm. Quiet. Just a hint of static in the air. It had to be close to midnight now, and when Alastor flicked his gaze out the window, the pinhole lights of stars winked down at him. There was nothing better.
Of course, that’s when it all went wrong.
In the winter, let me bring the spring to you
Let me feel that I mean everything to you
Love’s old song will be new
In the shadows when I come and sing to you
The door crashed open and hooded figures with shrouded, indistinct faces stormed into the booth. Alastor choked on his tea, dropping his mug and barely hearing it shatter against the ground. In an instant, he was being grabbed by strong arms and dragged out of his chair, dragged across the floor, dragged out the door. He tried to say something—the urge to shout and scream clawed at his throat—but nothing came out. The station was near a wooded area, a fact Alastor had loved ardently up until this very moment, as sharp branches scratched at his cheeks and tore open his skin. He was kicking his feet, desperately trying to resist, but the figures didn’t pay any attention to him.
And then they were in the clearing, a myriad of candles casting a red hue across the horrid scene. In the center was a bloodied altar upon which a deer had been brutalized. Behind it, there were chains and manacles attached to a tree. With a creeping sense of dread, Alastor realized that they were meant for him.
Shadows on the wall
I can see them fall
Here and there
Everywhere
They push him against the tree brutally and he hears rather than feels the crack of his head against the bark. His world darkens and grows hazier. Perhaps it is for the best, Alastor thinks to himself, and his suspicions are confirmed when one of the hooded figures picks up the deer’s antlers with reverence. Alastor’s lungs burn and his head spins and his vision blurs. Everything is happening too fast. He wonders, for a moment, if he’s just having a nightmare, if Bing Crosby’s dulcet tones lulled him into sleep.
Then, pain.
Silhouettes in blue
Dancing in the dew
Here I am
Where are you?
Distantly, as unconsciousness tugs at his mind, he hears chanting. Gibberish, for the most part, but then he picks out a word. A name. Lucifer.
It’s the last thought he has. He falls out of consciousness and then his soul falls out of its body and he is shackled by red light and pure, horrific darkness before being pulled down, down, down, so fast it’s impossible. He falls with a painful thump upon a flat surface. He doesn’t think he has eyes or a mouth or even a body, but he can still sense. He senses a being of pure light, light so impossibly bright and warm and radiant.
“I’m so sorry,” it says, too softly, too kindly. “I’ll do what I can.”
The light grows and grows until it cocoons him. He can feel himself being made anew.
In the winter, let me bring the spring to you
Let me feel that I mean everything to you
Love’s old song will be new
In the shadows when I come and sing to you, dear
In the shadows when I come and sing to you
Read Chapter 2 on Archive of Our Own right now!
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paracopter · 3 months
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RadioApple rp?
If anyone wants to rp Lucifer and Alastor then I'm up for it! I will be the whacky Lucifer. I only rp with people who are 18+ and who write at least five sentences per reply, please. Thank you!
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The wound Adam left Alastor with isn't healing, and Lucifer can tell. He's going to heal it whether Alastor likes it or not, and if Alastor is going to insist on repaying him, well, if he didn't want Lucifer to request him cuddle him to sleep, then he should've made his payment terms more specific.
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cinnamaldeide · 13 days
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Work in progress
Teen And Up Audiences
Alastor/Lucifer
Different First Meeting, Love at First Sight
Sinners seldom develop a personal connection with their King. Alastor could count himself special in that regard, considering he remembers their first meeting at the doorsteps of Hell, for starters.
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marksmarkers93 · 2 months
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I jokingly said i wanted to draw luci in a skirt and she held me at gunpoint until i did AND IT WAS WORTH IT! But we all know angels bleed gold blood so.. like they OBVIOUSLY Blush gold that glows i dont make the rules man.
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diabloku · 2 months
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Lucifer: *enters the hotel*
Alastor: I cast vicious mockery 😈
An animation my sis and I made for fun
Music is Perception Check by Tom Cardy.
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st-dorothy-minority · 25 days
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I'm working on an idea that came to mind last night that I can't wait to share.
Lucifer and Alastor just chilling at a jazz club, hanging at the bar, having a legitimate heart to heart.....in their own little way.
Music brings people together.
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skiplo-wave · 3 months
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Truly divorced dads
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