18+ please not very picky with my RP buddies besides wanting it to be in the third person. Really into Hazbin Hotel and have been looking for an RP buddy or ten to RP with. Hit me up if you're interested.
Ideas for this that's been ruining my brain: (might add more if I think of more)
•Lucifer railing Alastor.
•Lucifer it's just a juice box to Alastor.
(Kinda slow burn for both)
Opening as Lucifer after ep 8:
Lucifer was rather frustrated with the fact Alastor had survived the extermination. Things were going great before he showed back up, he was having quality father-daughter time as they rebuilt the hotel with all of Charlie's friends, but then that deer motherfucking showed up like he didn't almost die to that weak pissant Adam and run away like a bitch with his tail between his legs. Lucifer took off his hat, placing it down on the bedside table in the hotel room. He flops down on the bed, and grabs a pillow, angrily hitting it. Stupid deer and his stupid smile, charming his daughter into thinking he was anything but a two-faced backstabbing rotten soul that belonged in hell. He stopped once feathers started coming out of his pillow as he focused back on it his hand, claws were digging into the soft fabric, ripping it open and causing a mess of feathers to spread across his bed. Great.
If only he could be rid of Alastor, the overlord was nothing compared to him. He was a thousand times better than that waste of space. Charlie didn't need a father figure in her life she had one, him.
Lucifer stood smiling as he smothered his jacket out, and placed his hat perfectly back on his head. He should not let the inconvenience of that annoying overlord ruin his good mood, hell Charlie and he were already making plans for the future of the hotel and he isn't going to let Alastor throw a wrench into his plans to help his daughter. He moved to join the rest of the group downstairs, hopefully, Alastor had fucked off somewhere. To Lucifer's utter dismay, the creepy sinner had joined the group downstairs as well.
Opening as Alastor if Lucifer was holding Alastor's soul:
Alastor wanted nothing more than to wash his hands of Lucifer, the king of hell was an addict. Golden blood burns his throat like the finest of whiskeys with a smokey, sweet aftertaste.
The fallen angel kept Alastor's leash short for seven years now, he wasn't allowed to leave the castle grounds. Until now, Lucifer's daughter was making a spectacle of herself for all to see on the T.V. getting into a fight with the anchorwoman. Lucifer deemed it a good idea to send Alastor to watch over the young woman and keep her from making a show out of herself again.
It felt nice to be back in the Pentagram, back in his old suit, walking free without the constant reminder of Lucifer hoving over his head.
Alastor looked up at the hotel 'Happy hotel' is such a foolish name. He politely knocked on the door waiting for a response. Getting the door slammed in his face several times, was a displeasing experience if she did so one more time he was tempted to rip the door off its hinges and get rid of it entirely. The young lady opened the door once more.
It was entirely too easy to convince her, a little song and dance and she was completely on board.
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