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Alastor doesn’t pull his hand away, in spite of how he’d very much like to.
Typically—this is a game reserved for a disgusting pig of a white man that he’s been stalking for a few weeks now, at the bare minimum. Perhaps a few months, even. He’s not certain this one qualifies yet to be on the main list, but he does tick all of the preliminary boxes. He’d make for terrible prey, though, Alastor sadly notes. A high profile white man from New York that has come down to specifically chase after him? No, no, that won’t do. He can’t kill this man. It would fall back onto him immediately.
Buuuut, he is still having a bit of fun, laying out a few honey traps here and there, for whatever reason. Just in case.
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1930s Human AU. Newscastor (and CBS Executive) Vincent goes to New Orleans to scout some new talent. He gets a lot more than either of them bargain for in a particular small-time radio host.
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- Part 1 of Rot Next To You
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11 Jun 2026
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The king opened his mouth, gaping like a fish out of water. “Did we-“
“No.” Alastor denied quickly, tugging his curls away from his face. “Certainly not.”
“What did we-“ Lucifer stuttered over his words, a look of downright horror marring his face. “Oh, fuck, we did.”
Lucifer, Charlie, and Alastor go on a brief (family?) trip around the seven rings, touring hotels to research and curate the best experience for the sinners reaching out for redemption. Mostly, it’s just an excuse for Charlie to see her aunts and uncles, so she doesn’t really take into account that she shouldn’t leave her father and her hotelier tipsy together, in a hotel lobby, with a chapel downstairs.
OR; married in vegas baby!
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- Part 1 of Dear Lucifer, my Love
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06 Jun 2026
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Alastor was not a man particularly fond of getting 'gussied up' for no good reason. He plucked at the lacy undergarments he was wearing, careful not to catch any of the delicate threads on his claws, and grinned at himself in the mirror.
What a lucky man Lucifer was. That Alastor would go to such lengths: his neck wrapped in a collar of silk, sheer stockings on his legs and his arms and a chest piece that revealed more than it hid currently tickling his scars. He lifted his chin and turned in place, tail wiggling above the lacy band of the barely-there set of undershorts he had on – if they could even be given such a name. His ass was almost entirely on display, an asset he'd never considered as one of his strongest, but Lucifer certainly seemed to enjoy it.
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Or: Alastor has a proposition for Lucifer - and for Vox. Made entirely out of the goodness of his heart for the benefit of the hotel, of course. After all, it's not like he wants to see that useless Picture Box again.
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04 Jun 2026
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Lucifer is very aware that certain aspects of personal grooming tend to go out the window for him on bad days (or weeks—or months). He does his best to keep up with it—he really does! It's just that the more visible things like his hair and clothes get priority, and by the times he realizes what a disaster his living space has become, or even worse, his wings...
Things were easier when he was living alone and there was nobody else around to notice things like the powder down that he scatters all over the place when he hasn't preened himself properly in too long. At least, they were until someone reaches out a helping hand.
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02 Jun 2026
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this love doesn’t have a place to go by ReverentPetals for vivyainou
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series)
06 Feb 2024
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Charlie’s face falls then, that smile slowly fading away, and Lucifer suddenly feels as if his chest was far too tight.
”It’s nothing for you to worry about,” he immediately tries to reassure, his hands holding her by the elbows, “I’m fine, duckie.”
”I just don’t want you to hide from me anymore.”
Lucifer’s mouth goes dry, his fingers flexing nervously, “Who’s hiding? I’m right here, aren’t I? I’m fine, I promise.”
She huffs softly, her expression brightening just slightly. “If you’re sure. But I won’t be far if you change your mind, okay?”
”Of course.” He smiles and hopes she doesn’t notice the way it strains at the edge of his lips.
(Or, angel wings require a lot of grooming. Especially when you have six of them.)
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- Part 3 of Never Love an Anchor
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02 Jun 2026