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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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Angelic Alastor AU bc the poly im thinkin out for it makes me laugh sometimes.

Lilith and Lucifer winding down in each others arms after having sex, having random conversation topics and eventually ending on Alastor.

Lilith: He's always been so reserved with anything regarding this, are most of your kind like that or???

Lucifer: No, I mean we are able to have those kinds of relationships, they're not really taboo amongst angels. Alastor's just....never been interested in it...?

Lilith: Hmmm.....

Lucifer: ..........

Lilith: ......he'd be pretty fucking hot tho-

Lucifer: Oh stars yes, I've been envisioning it for eons, you have no idea-

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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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Gettin thoughts for the Angelic Alastor AU

Alastor/Lucifer/Lilith as a poly is actually really fun to think about lol, or maybe its just the AU

Alastor finds em both nude in the garden of Eden, both winking at him and invitin him to join. He throws an entire bush to cover them bc "Why in creation would you do it in the open, do you want to get caught I swear-"

Lucifer cutting down their ideas bc "No you're not putting Nightshade in Adam's food." "But he won't dieee, the Angels wouldn't let that happen." "That should include us!" Lilith and Alastor are still hunched over each other, giggling. Luci still doesn't know how serious they were.

Lilith rubbing a hand down her face bc the two have been arguing for hours all "I just don't see how it could even compare to the majesty of that of a deer-" "It can fly, swim, walk and its ADORABLE-" She was fishing for compliments when she asked them what they thought the most amazing creation in Eden was(she spent an eternity placing those flowers in her hair damnit)

Basically the throuple shares one(1) brain cell, and all of them think they're the ones to have it at all times. (The braincell randomly transfers between them like a game of invisible hot potato)

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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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Angelic Alastor AU, where Alastor never felt like he belonged in Heaven.

He was always a bit darker, a bit wilder, sharper, more feral. He could never express himself in Heaven, for fear of being ostracized. He travelled through light, yet hid himself in the shadows.

He was attached to Lucifer and Lilith, for being such powerful dreamers that they defied all odds no matter the consequences.

The first time he adopts the Demonic Overlord persona, he's never felt more free. It didn't feel like putting on a costume. It felt like taking off a mask. He could say what he wanted, act as he wanted, knowing he wouldn't get judged because everyone was already worse. Where he hid in the past, now he presented himself for all of hell to hear.

He travels in the shadows now, but the spotlight has never shined so brightly.

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shadebloopnik · 23 days

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Angelic Alastor AU

"Al!"

The angel turned to the voice and the sound of flapping wings just in time to see the two Archangels land behind him. The smaller of the two- with porcelain skin, rosy cheeks and an otherworldly beauty, bounded towards him full of energy. Golden eyes peered up at him as he spoke.

"Just finished with our spar, and Michael said he loved the hat! I told you it was a good idea!", Lucifer spoke, deep chuckles seeming to brighten the area by its mere presence. He punctuated his words by adjusting the top hat on his head, replacing the usual golden crown, a prideful smile on his face.

"Your brothers clearly love you too much.", Alastor snipes before facing the taller angel, and giving a polite bow. "Your Highness."

Michael gives a solemn nod, adorning a small soft smile. "Always good to see you, Altruist. I had ample time before my next meeting, so I figured I'd accompany my brother on his way to your little appointment."

Michael bore nearly identical features to his younger brother, possessing the same blonde locks, white skin, and golden eyes, albeit being considerably taller. What he lacked, falling a bit behind Lucifer's beauty, he made up for with his dignified grace, a regal authority that rivalled no other. He reminded Alastor of a frozen tundra amidst the plans for the creation of life, as precise as every detail on each snowflake.

"Very well that you did, your Grace, as your brother appears to need it quite a lot."

"It was ONE time! And your directions were very unclear!"

"I fail to see how 'meet me at the gates' translates to 'circle the entirety of heaven for 3 hours', my friend."

"There are a lot of gates in heaven! No matter! They just finished constructing the new nebula! We gotta check it out Alastor! Come on!", Lucifer said, practically bouncing on his feet in excitement and circling the other in flight before dashing off in a burst of speed.

Michael let out a rare chuckle as Alastor sighed in seeming annoyance.

"Always so sprightly, makes me wonder how you keep up with it all, Altruist.", the Archangel spoke, stepping to stand beside the red eyed angel.

"Trust me Sire, its tempting not to follow.", Alastor replied, deadpan as he set his gaze to the direction the Morningstar set off on. Left alone with the other Archangel, without Lucifer with him, Alastor couldn't help but feel a bit insecure. Shuffling his mismatch wings, he subtly moved the upper white set to cover the red and black wings below, his hold on his cane, tightening ever so slightly, though not enough for Michael to notice.

Michael smiled, finding no offense whatsoever from Alastor's words and the casualty of his jabs towards Lucifer. Despite his words, Michael could see the fondness Alastor possessed for the shorter angel, clear as day. Alastor was powerful, only ranking below the Archangels themselves in sheer strength, and would be of higher standing if not for his reclusive nature.

He always wore a smile wherever he went, but it was different for Lucifer, softer, fuller. Alastor shied away from any interaction with his angelic kind, but fully welcomes Lucifer's presence, seeking it, even. It was without a doubt that Alastor cared for his younger brother, his loyalty and selflessness when it came to the younger angel was palpable, fitting of his title, and for that, he had Michael's complete and utter respect.

"But you will, you always do.", Michael turned to face the angel, golden eyes meeting peculiar red. "Its why I trust you with his life."

Its a bit ridiculous perhaps, considering Lucifer was far more powerful than Alastor could ever be, but in the end, it mattered little. Alastor held his brother's heart, and Michael could guess it rang true vice versa.

Alastor's smile froze on his face, his sharp tongue silent as he gazed into the Archangel. A bout of silence passed, broken only by the Morningstar barreling back into Alastor at high speed.

"Alastor come on slow-wings! Hah! Get it? Slow? Wings? Come on, its hilarious, lets goooo!!", Lucifer bounced, gripping at the taller angel's arm, making a show of pulling him along. Evidently he didn't use much force, seeing as how Alastor wasn't immediately carried off, but it was enough to drag the angel rather quickly still.

"Later Michael!", the star spoke with a cheerful wave, before speeding off, dragging a squawking Alastor behind him as the other hastily flapped his mismatched wings, as he struggled to keep up.

Michael smiled at the scene, before turning to leave for his meeting.

Protect his heart, Alastor, it's all I ask of you.

_________________________

The wind roughly brushed the trees around them, as 3 pairs wings fluttered to land, every flap bringing forth powerful gusts. Michael surveyed the area as he went down to Earth, a mossy swamp littered with fireflies, blues and greens seeming to glow under the night sky. He wrenched his eyes down. He couldn't bear to look at a star right now, not after....

He shook the thought away, marching to look for the angel he was looking for. He'd been searching for hours, burning through the whole day. Alastor truly was a recluse, he was impossible to locate when he didn't want to be found. This was the last place he didn't look yet. They'd let Alastor design these swamps, letting him have at least a little hand in the creation of Earth despite his numerous refusals.

There at the edge, he could see him, standing at the edge of the water, mismatched wings cocooning him, the white set covering his entirety until his black wings were nearly out of sight.

"Altruist."

Alastor remained silent, his back to the Archangel. It was perhaps the most disrespectful thing Alastor's ever done to him, what with all his usual obsession with propriety.

"Altruist.", he called again, voice growing desperate, frustrated.

Still, there was no answer.

Michael clenched his teeth, the day's proceedings catching up to him, leaving him with far, far too many emotions.

"Alastor-"

"Don't."

Alastor's voice was cold, an icy tone that rivalled his own. It made Michael angry, frustrated and bitter. Can't Alastor see that he's hurting too? That he's also grieving?

"I lost him too, Alastor."

His voice was filled with emotion he wouldn't dare name. He had to be strong and steady for his brothers, for the rest of heaven. Im front of Alastor though? In matters regarding Lucifer? There was no one Michael could relate to more.

So why can't Alastor see? Did he think this was easy for Michael?! He lost his brother too! He's not the only one suffering!

But deep inside, Michael knew. It wasn't the same. He knew how deep the bond between Alastor and Lucifer ran, perhaps deeper than he ever had with his brother.

Michael's heart was already given to Heaven as a whole, but Alastor's only belonged to one.

"Tell me Michael, whose life did you entrust to me, again?", Michael felt ice crawl up his spine, his heart growing heavier with each word. Alastor spun around, unfurling his wings to face the Archangel. His crimson eyes were redder than usual.

"How, pray tell, am I supposed to do what you asked, when you cast down the one I was supposed to protect? Tell me how can I protect him from the fiery pits you all threw him into? How, am I supposed to GO ON WITHOUT-!"

'Without them', he almost said. No, he couldn't be reckless, couldn't let his emotions get the better. They couldn't know about his own relations with Lilith, he promised the two he'd stay safe. No matter how much it ached, he couldn't go against them.

Michael furrowed his brows in understanding, letting the accusations wash over him. If it were anyone else, he'd have already smote them down for the audacity, but this was Alastor. This was the angel who held his brother's heart; angry and emotional and dreadfully loyal to the star even now. If anything, in respect for his brother, he could endure this.

Schooling his expression, he'd gaze back at the fuming angel before him, his face a blank slate.

"Lucifer's actions were reckless and destructive, with severe consequences. His reckless disobedience, his affiliation with the first woman, its shattering the very foundation of order we worked so hard to maintain. Such crimes cannot go unpunished."

His voice was cold, adopting the mask of a ruthless prince. Right now, he wasn't a brother, he was Michael, Sword of Justice, Protector of Heaven. He had to learn to separate each title, it was the only way to ensure he did his role right. He can't be a brother right now. He won't, not for this.

He wishes it made it hurt less.

As emotionally compromised as he was, Alastor couldn't mask the pain in his face as he squeezed his eyes shut at Michael's tone, knowing he was now speaking to a soldier, not a friend. The sight of it almost made Michael want to break down the mask. Almost. Not nearly enough to actually do so. He was able to bear casting down his own brother, this was nothing.

The thought sent another pang to his heart, and he pushed it to the back of his mind.

"I love him too..", his voice was low, resigned, all energy leaving him as he looked away from the angel before him. Michael was so so tired. "It had to be done."

The swaying of the leaves and the buzz of nearby fireflies were the only things breaking the deafening silence. Now that he thought about it, didn't Lucifer help make these? Little bursts of light flying amidst a darkened swamp...

Why must everything hurt Michael today?

He heard the other take a deep breath, and turned to see the other adopt a smile. It didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Thank you for your visit, your Highness. You may take your leave now."

Alastor always smiled, even when he didn't mean it, but none of those ever felt as wrong as this one.

"Alas-"

Michael cut off his own words at the other's glare. Alastor's eyes glowed a deep red, his sclera giving its own crimson glow. His glowing wings seemed to curl closer around him. All this while still keeping on that damned smile. It was uncomfortable. It served little to intimidate someone as powerful as Michael, but this wasn't about power.

He's never seen Alastor look so broken.

He may be set apart from the other angels, but he always looked so happy with Lucifer.

......but Lucifer isn't here anymore, is he?

Suppressing a sigh, Michael kept his voice level. ".....Altruist."

Alastor's smile only seemed to widen, contrasting with how his wings curled tighter around himself in a cocoon.

"I wish to be alone. Now.", the deceptively cheerful tone made Michael sick.

Without another word Michael turned around. There was no fixing this. Alastor looked as though a single action would cause him to flee. If Michael didn't take his leave, he'd have left anyway. All Alastor wanted was Lucifer, and Lucifer was condemned in Hell. There's nothing he could do.

As he spread out his wings, he took one last glance at Alastor's smiling face, before taking off, ignoring the muffled sounds of sobbing he left in his wake.

It was the last time he's ever seen Alastor smile.

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shadebloopnik · 23 days

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Debating whether I should make Alastor a cannibal in my angelic Alastor Au. But also bc if I did i'd imagine conversations go like this

Lucifer: YOU'RE A CANNIBAL?!?!!??

Alastor: Now now, in my defense-

Alastor: It's not exactly cannibalism if they're not my species now is it- I mean, they're demons not angels, and come on-

Lucifer: YOU LITERALLY TRIED TO EAT ADAM'S CORPSE-

Alastor: Ah HAH! Adam, my dear, is a HUMAN soul, SO-

Lucifer:

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shadebloopnik · 1 month

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Angelic Alastor AU

The throuple's types:

Lilith: Gentlemen who drinks respect women juice, and can make her laugh, lil silly and goofy at times, who values her choices and decisions as an equal regardless of her standing as a mortal or a woman ahem Adam

Lucifer: Tall lmao headstrong individuals with elegance and a sharp wit and maybe has a sadistic streak lmao

Alastor: Powerful, defiant dreamers who sees beauty and potential in the most unlikely places, brimming with hope and wonder

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shadebloopnik · 20 days

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Angelic Alastor AU

Finally got around to finish coloring that drawing on a snippet of my Angelic Alastor AU.

Since Alastor is an angel in this AU, I went with a different direction to include his canon mom. He's basically a cryptid in heaven after Lucifer and Lilith fell. He lost his will without them. After some time, he ends up going to Earth in secret under the name of Allie. He meets Madelaine "Maddie" and they become bestiess; him adoring her for her bright dreams and her finding his charming oddity as a breath of fresh air with how she's usually treated by the people around her. (And if its weird that her best friend never seems to look any older, well, she can't exactly fault him for having good genes....right?)

Coloring her hair was such a challenge for me lol, I eventually just ended up with what felt right and fun. Rlly gotta practice digital coloring curly hair lol

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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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Why do I torture myself with drawing wings when I know i suck at it- likeeee, how do you wing the wings😭😭😭

Tweaking my Angel Alastor design a bitt. Love making his red tipped hair look like lil horns lol. He always kept his darker wings folded against him, only ever using his upper set to fly. It doesn't slow him down much since he's already gotten used to it, but he could definitely be a lot faster if he didn't. This was how he usually looked like before Lucifer and Lilith fell. He was a little mischievous, even with all of his insecurities, a sly smirk and, to Lucifer and Lilith, had the most gleeful smile. After the two fell, angels rarely ever saw him smile. Its been an eternity since Heaven's heard him laugh.

'You're never fully dressed without a smile'

As if he could ever fully be himself in Heaven.

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