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@themosthatedbeingmoving
{ The most hated being in all of creation? "Your first wife didn't seem to hate what I had to offer~ nor the second ā~}
ā¢ Indie multiship multiverse semi serious /lore/HC heavy , selective Lucifer Morningstar rp from Hazbin Hotel
ā¢ NSFW/DARK THEMES/MINORS
DNI HORROR THEME
ā¢ Canon compliant and divergent
ā¢ Both season 1 and Personal HC based.
ā¢ paragraph style/mostly iconless
NEW MAIN BLOG FOR LUCIFER ! ^^
// making this blog into a main blog !! Itāll be the same name and Iāll keep this one up to link folks to the new one! Relationships and some threads will be kept other then that I might just restart a bit :3
Lucifer for a second worried he had woken her up with his stupid nightmare .. and felt guilty .. again before trying to push that feeling down Lest she taste it on him.
Making his way to the couch he curled up close to her and leaned his head on her arm , he felt safer this way with his lieutenant by his side once again. It was familiar .
ā better then the books they made about me ..ā he quipped .
"Hey, at least in your books, you're not just a Pig's head on a stick." She stuck her tongue out even as she wrapped two arms around Lucifer - one around his shoulders, the other around his waist - shifting until they were practically snuggled together, her head resting atop his own. Her two free arms lifted the book once more, though she didn't bother opening it this time. Instead, she closed her eyes and began again, her voice quiet in the room, her shades shifting toward deeper colors, purples and blues. Soothing shades, and a soothing voice, that began,
"Chapter Two, Fire on the Mountain. By the time Ralph finished blowing the conch the platform was crowded. There were differences between this meeting and the one held in the morning. The afternoon sun slanted in from the other side of the platform and most of the children, feeling too late the smart of sunburn, had put their clothes on. The choir, less of a group, had discarded their cloaks..."
She read for hours, never raising her voice, even as she spoke of the Hunting Trip - Kill the Pig! Cut her throat! Spill her blood! - or of Simon meeting the Lord of the Flies - Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! . . . You knew, didnāt you? Iām part of you? Close, close, close! Iām the reason why itās no go? Why things are the way they are?
Bee kept going until she could feel Lucifer's breathing even out, until she was certain he was back in slumber's embrace. Then, ever so gently, she moved so that he was back inside of his duck sleeping bag, carefully pulling her arms out from beneath him. The sight of him - the Lord of Darkness, the Father of Lies, the Fallen Morningstar, Himself - tucked up in a ducky sleeping bag, in fuzzy duck pajamas, had her smiling. She couldn't stop herself from reaching out and gently pushing back the mess of bedhead from her general's forehead, rolling her eyes just a bit at how silly he looked. "...G'night, Lulu. Sweet dreams only now, okay?"
Lucifer chuckled , āok ya fair point .. usually Iām a goat~ā he nestled in closer to hear the story better.
Her soothing voice and presence slowly lulling him to sleep despite his interest in the story .
It seems 3 days without sleeping finally caught up with him and he sank deep into slumber against Beezlebub .
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āHey uh.. Alastor I was wondering .. i-if your not to busy do you wanna grab dinner sometime together .. ā he wasnāt exactly sure what they were after that drunken kiss but he wanted to spend more time with him .
(:3 hehehe )
Oh? What was this?
The deer demon tilted his head curiously at the king trying to determine the motive.
Alastor had assumed Lucifer would pretend it hadnāt happened or that he had forgotten. They were both pretty intoxicated so forgetting wasnāt out of the realm of possibilities.
So what was this ādinnerā about exactly? Was he asking him out on a date?
The most reasonable explanation was that it would be a little ātalkā to remind Alastor to keep his mouth shut. Not that Lucifer had any need to worry; Alastor was not one to kiss and tell.
āIām available tonight,ā Alastor replied.
He had plans but he could reschedule them. Heād rather know what this was all about sooner than later.
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Wow ok.. that was huh.. he really liked how Alastor said his name .. well time to shove that into the dark box of not thinking about it until much much later.~
He did his best to hide how nervous he got suddenly , Alastorās touch along his arm making him a bit giddy . Was this . Was this going where he thought it was going ?
Did Alastor maybe feel the same way?
ā.. ah y-ya we did .. had a killer hangover the next morning let me tell you .ā He chuckled deflecting a bit with humor .
ā. I remember you asking some personal questions about my sex life~ā he teased trying to maintain control. ā.. and then um .. things got a little hazy but .. we ā¦ we kissed right ? ā he bit his lip.
āIt was .. it was nice really nice .ā
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"He snatched his knife out of the sheath and slammed it into a tree trunk. Next time there would be no mercy. He looked round fiercely, daring them to contradict-"
"Michael, no-!"
The sound of Lucifer's voice had Bee dropping the book immediately, her lips pulling back from sharp teeth, baring at an invisible enemy. When the realization caught up to her (Michael wasn't there, there was no one there, no one else was awake-), she turned to look at him, in his new Duck sleeping bag. The fuzzy pajamas she'd thrown at him earlier looked so odd in the dim glow that came from her (just enough to read by, not enough to disturb), and she could feel herself relaxing after a few moments. "...Yeah. Whole place is quiet. Figured I'd get some reading done."
She patted the space beside her fox sleeping bag, giving Lucifer a small smile. "Wanna listen for a while? It's The Lord of the Flies - go ahead and laugh, but it's a good book and I'll even do the creepy voice when we get to the pig's head."
Lucifer for a second worried he had woken her up with his stupid nightmare .. and felt guilty .. again before trying to push that feeling down Lest she taste it on him.
Making his way to the couch he curled up close to her and leaned his head on her arm , he felt safer this way with his lieutenant by his side once again. It was familiar .
ā better then the books they made about me ..ā he quipped .
{ HeavensHazbins }
Indie multimuse /Multiverse OC blog for hellaverse
Semi moots only , selective, MDNI
Nsfw and dark themes present
Side blog to untamedlobo
Paragrpah-multi paragraph style
āRalph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.ā
Beelzebub closed the book, tracing a nail across the Pig's head that stared out at her from the cover as she took in the silence around her. The Palace was quiet: everyone who could sleep was abed, their emotions muted with slumber, but still enough for her to taste - a sugar sweet dream, a sour nightmare, a spicy fantasy... The Queen of Gluttony sighed as she tapped the cover, smiling sadly down at her well-read friend. "Guess it's just us again tonight." The cover opened with a faint creaking sound, and Bee cleared her throat, hardly even bothering to look down at the words as she began:
"The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon..."
Lucifer woke up with a start the sour nightmare had been his, he has been asleep in the duck sleeping bag Beezlebub got him.
ā.. Michale no!ā- ā
He looked around wildly before he noticed Beezlebub still wrapped in his duckie sleeping bag.
āOh.. uh.. I-is everyone asleep ?ā
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So! Yah, uh huh! You sure like ducks, yup, mmhm, so....that bit of anatomy design *whistles while twirling finger* Was that... intentionally planned?
āā¦ I had had weed for the first time and thought it was funny do not tell Gabe I told them it was another Angelās design they wanted to add in.ā
ever hear of a pig goose or snow chicken? [as a note, you should look them up, the goose sounds weird
āOh ya a pig goose was my attempt at merging a hawk and goose together and the snow chicken was supposed to be a joke between me and my brother but it got approved ā
Canadian goose. Please tell me you are the creator of this magnificent creature!
āThey were my 2nd creations! I love my babies so much !ā
@themosthatedbeing
āHey uh.. Alastor I was wondering .. i-if your not to busy do you wanna grab dinner sometime together .. ā he wasnāt exactly sure what they were after that drunken kiss but he wanted to spend more time with him .
(:3 hehehe )
Oh? What was this?
The deer demon tilted his head curiously at the king trying to determine the motive.
Alastor had assumed Lucifer would pretend it hadnāt happened or that he had forgotten. They were both pretty intoxicated so forgetting wasnāt out of the realm of possibilities.
So what was this ādinnerā about exactly? Was he asking him out on a date?
The most reasonable explanation was that it would be a little ātalkā to remind Alastor to keep his mouth shut. Not that Lucifer had any need to worry; Alastor was not one to kiss and tell.
āIām available tonight,ā Alastor replied.
He had plans but he could reschedule them. Heād rather know what this was all about sooner than later.
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"Yes, I'm ready!" Alastor said, feeling perhaps just as awkward.
After they were in the car and some jilted conversation, Alastor finally decided to attempt to address the proverbial elephant in the room.
He turned rather suddenly to the king. "Luc.... you know, I'm not sure what to call you exactly," Alastor realized, getting side tracked momentarily.
It wasn't often that he addressed him directly with a title or name but he had used 'sir' before. It felt a little formal now but maybe that was what the king wanted. He wasn't sure.
Oh hell it was obvious he hasnāt done this in a while wasnt it ? Shit.. come on Lucifer think of something think of something .. why was it so easier when they were drunk ???
āHuh?.. uh just call me by my name .. I mean I think weāre past formalities arenāt we ?ā He chuckled a bit .
Considering he had the otherās tongue in his mouth before .. he was pretty sure they were on a first name basis.
ā.. so uh.. do you like venison ?ā He asked trying to keep the conversation going.
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āCharlie guess what ! I made a pool for the hotel !ā Heās eager to show her the new serpent shaped pool in the courtyard .
"That is AMAZING!" Charlie said, excited to hear that news on this super hot day.
"I'm gonna change into my swimsuit and let's go swimming!"
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Lucifer stuck his tongue out when she took the picture giving it a silly vibe , he loved doing these kinds of things with Charlie stuff he wished he could have done more when she was younger and he wasnāt as mentally sick.
But now now they could make up for lost time .
āPerfect itāll be my new wallpaper !ā He took her hand and led her to the pool eager to jump in . āNow letās relax ! We deserve it ! ā
Lucifer mulled it over , relaxing a bit when the shadows came and blocked the light , relaxing in the darkness his eyes glowing faintly . āI mean is heaven being pissed off such a bad thing ? Although your right about the paper work bleh ā He chuckled and then held his head . Fuck he was way to hung over for this .
He slithered around under the blankets and laid his head against his wifeās shoulder .
At the mention of stargazing , he inwardly flinched feeling a twinge of painā¦ he never told anyone .. refused to tell anyone .. about his curse the last punishment his father gave him on the way down .
His eyes would never see the stars again.. snakes couldnāt see stars and would be blind if he tried to look at them . But it was fine he had the memories .. he could fake looking at them heās done it before .
āThat sounds like a lovely idea .. Iām sure I have a cult still up there that can summon us .. weāll make a date out of it . ā he offered.
āHeaven is always pissed off. Nothing we ever did was good enough for them, nor were the actions weāve accomplished in Hell,ā she murmured with disdain dripping within her voice. Heavenās hypocrisy knows no bounds.
As Lucifer drew closer, her hands instinctively reached out to cup his cheek, intending to soothe any headache he might be experiencing. Though she may or may not have accidentally bumped his nose or chin, the gesture was one of affection nonetheless.Ā
āPerhapsā¦ Your cults tend to throw wild parties. We may end up spending the night with them instead of ourselvesā¦ā There was something off. Perhaps it was their discussion of heaven or another discomfort of being hungover. āThis reminds me of our first century in Hellā¦ before we established lighting."
Lucifer sighed she was right, nothing they did or came up was enough for the council or his father .. everything they did was met with dissatisfaction or anger .
āPerhaps Charlie will be able to change things .. sheās the best of both of us and then herself after all ā he chuckled a bit as his wifeās hand booped his chin in an effort to be comforting . He loved her so much .. so strongly .. an emotion he had no name for when he first felt it .. an emotion he had no idea he could feel when he saw her in the garden; after all he wasnāt a man he wasnāt a human he was an Angel a extension of his fatherās will and yetā
When he saw her created .. it was like a flash of a comet .. the dying burst of a star exploding in his heart he had created so many new nebulas that day she was created inspiration flowing through him .
Nebulas and comets he will no longer see, his birthstar the Morningstar .. Venus the humans called it, will no longer call for him how can it when they can no longer see eachother. Heaven wasnāt his home he belonged to the nebulas and galaxies.
He turned his attention back to his wife and chuckled āwhat can I say they know how to party~ but Iām sure once I tell them the reason for the summoning theyāll understand ā he offered .
āThings were simpler back then.. just us the warm darkness and the dead hellborns i kept picking off .. of course our nest wasnāt as luxurious as this ~ā
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aftermath): after a battle/war, sender and receiver reunite thinking the other was dead.Ā
Part of the city walls that held up were chipped away over centuries until finally they got in. Scavengers. There were so many of them. How they managed to breach the city, they weren't sure. It happened so fast that there was barely time to react.
The whole East section of Pentagram city had to be blocked off as a last-ditch effort to protect everyone else. It worked, but it left them trapped inside with these creatures. Scavengers were not that strong individually but in great numbers they were merciless and almost overpowered them.
All Alastor can remember is Lucifer being overrun while he, himself had been taken down by multiple scavengers, dragged into one of the destroyed abandoned buildings.
The screams. He never heard Lucifer scream like that. Then there was silence, before everything goes black.
Alastor wakes up in what looks like a makeshift medical bay. Hellborn tended to anyone that may have been injured. His ears are ringing when he attempts to sit up. He's patched up. Arm in sling, one eye covered with a bandage around his head. He's sure he lost his staff somewhere.
How foolish they were to think they could get this done un-scaved.
Lucifer.
Alastor immediately attempts to get up but one of the nurses tries to hold him back down gently.
"No. You are certainly in no condition to leave this bed."
"Lucifer. Where is he?" He all but hissed. He couldn't feel him. Nothing there but an empty hole in his chest.
The nursed looked at him with wide eyes. "They say he may have not made it. It's been days hun. No word about him. They found blood and feathers scattered near the attack site."
"No!" Alastor pushed her aside, falling to his knees as he doubled over in pain. His claws dig into the floor, vision blurry with tears. "Can't be...."
He wanted to die. He couldn't live like this. Just when he thinks about slitting his own throat with his claws, he felt a small pin of warmth in his chest.
"L-Lucifer?"
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There was no possible way to make Alastor stay in the bed. Despite what the nurse had advised, he still left out the disheveled building they were using to store the rest of the injured---there were so many. When he stepped into the dust and heat of ground zero, the hellborn were clearing out bodies of the dead and scattered corpses of scavengers. They fought them off as best as they could. Alastor had managed to hold up as long as possible but the amount of them had overwhelmed him.
In the end, it seems they either retreated or Lucifer had gave his dying breath to wipe the rest out
No. No. He's not dead. Alastor can feel him now. It's faint but there.
The more time passed the bond grows until he could feel the panic and pain. So much pain.
The commotion on the other side of the triage grabbed his attention. Alastor quickly made his way through the throngs of hellborn until his eyes find his mate.
"Lucifer!" The stag at first wanted to squeeze him, but saw the damaged, so he cupped Lucifer's face instead before kissing him. He didn't care if anyone saw, he's to happy to care. "I thought you were torn to shreds." He whispered, choking back tears. "I heard your screams...."
There was so much destructionā¦ so many dead .. if he had acted sooner .. had not been such a shut inā¦ this was his fault .. all his fault.. he let his people down .. his family .. if the scavengers had gotten to the center of the Pride ring or the hotelā he shuddered half in Pain half in fear of the thought.
Pushing off the stubborn Hellborn and imps trying to care for him and get him to sit down he kept limping on.. he had to find him.. he had to know he was really ok.. he needed Alastor . āI-Iām fine.. I-just let me through!ā He ordered voice rough and firm a flash of the old General from eons ago.
Finally .. Finally he sees that familiar smile and red eyes or well eye considering the bandages . āAlastor !ā He felt relief sweep through him.
Not caring who saw he Kissed him back reaching out to hold him, terrified that if he let go.. the radio demon would disappeare .
āI-iām so sorry .. I tied to find you but they swarmed me and I had no choice .. I had to get them off .. ā he felt so bad about abandoning him.
āI had hoped they would follow me after getting a taste of my blood .. and I canāt even remember what spell I used but .. I must have used all my energy .. Iām surprised I woke up this soon..ā he was just so glad Alastor was safe and he was still alive.
āThey did their best .. but Iām still standing .. kinda ..ā he winched .
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