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Part 2 radioapple sketches.

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Lucifer never actually saw Alastor anywhere on the battlefield. After the hotel's rebuilt and Alastor rejoins the group, the two of them get into yet another fight at which point Lucifer calls Alastor a coward who turned tail and abandoned everyone else. Alastor could correct him, tell him about the near fatal blow he took from the First Man, describe the feeling of his organs being sliced open and his stomach acid spilling out into his torso and the caustic burns lacing his insides...

But he doesn't. He bites his tongue and tells Lucifer he's free to think whatever he wants.

Then this happens: https://www.tumblr.com/nunalastor/745160832896401408/alastors-wound-from-adams-axe-doesnt-heal-but?source=share

After Lucifer gets Alastor fixed up, pulls the divine light from Alastor's wound, stitches it up, wipes the blood from Alastor's skin, and slumps in his chair, exhausted, Lucifer finds his own words from their argument echoing in his head. And again, wonders why the actual FUCK Alastor kept quiet about this. He's pissed off at how guilty he feels, because logically, he couldn't have known because Alastor refused to tell him! Alastor could have at any time said that he'd fought Adam, that he'd nearly lost his life and only retreated when he was literally incapable of fighting further! But he didn't. He hid his wounds and tried to deal with it himself (Lucifer found the tattered remains of old bandages when he peeled Alastor's ruined suit off of him). And he just... let everyone assume the worst of him rather than admit how badly he'd been hurt.

Lucifer just hopes Alastor wakes up soon. So he can give the smiling dickhead a piece of his mind.

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I dislike how clumsy it is to share Twitter threads but here is a portion from a guy I follow (for his trans porn and monster fucking content at that) echoing a sentiment that aces, traumatized people, people with low libido, etc. can fully relate to. The rest is here and it’s absolutely worth the read.

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I'm sorry, the what now?

Yeah, that's what I thought you said.

Maybe I should go into the Helluva Boss tags more often because I completely missed this until I started thinking about rewatching HB and remembered this scene. Someone has to have come up with some theories about The Root of Evil - Roo - and this cannibalistic cult family, right?

I remember 5000+1 years ago reading something about 'the cult that killed Alastor's mother' but for the life of me I can't remember whether it was fanon, based off something Vivzie actually said, or I just imagined the whole thing. Either way I'm now thinking about Roo having cults scattered all across Earth in the Hellaverse, and with Vox being speculated to have been a cult leader when he was alive I'm also wondering if he could possibly have been involved in a Roo cult.

Or maybe the writers just thought it was an appropriate word choice for a cartoon-Satanist and I'm reading too much into it, lol. But it would be fun if that was a bit of foreshadowing.

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What about a drawing of Alastor as a kid? In his demon form

I may have fixated on the idea of fawn spots on kid Alastor...

I think he'd be a happy demon child. Mostly because his powers allow him to get his way a lot. He still has his bayou in his room, and he loves to play in it.

However, he can still get scared. When he is, he hides way too well. The whole hotel has to turn out to look for him.

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Some thoughts about Alastor's mom that me and my friends were brain rotting these days. Also some human kid Alastor too, I can't decide between wavy Alastor or curly Alastor, I think he looks cute with both ;w;

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Followup to that one post about Alastor becoming a human, losing his memory, and running away from the hotel.

Since Hell is full of jerkasses, it doesn't take too long for Alastor to run into trouble. He gets jumped by a couple of demons looking for some quick cash, but since he doesn't have any money (probably doesn't even have his own clothes, since his wouldn't fit him anymore. He's probably wearing something borrowed from Charlie or Lucifer) things quickly become violent. Alastor's pinned to the wall with a meaty hand around his throat when suddenly a fancy looking car pulls up and two aquatic demons in black suits climb out, pull out weapons and butcher the demons trying to mug Alastor. Alastor does what any reasonable human being would do and tries to get the fuck out of there. But the aquatic demons grab him and wrestle him back to the car, one of them plunging a needle into his neck. Last thing he hears before passing out is the car door slamming shut.

When Alastor wakes up, he's lying sprawled across a couch in a futuristic looking room. His injuries from the mugging have been treated and there's a note lying on the coffee table addressed to him:

'Alastor, I know you're very confused right now. I'll explain everything once I get back but for now, just make yourself comfortable and help yourself to whatever you want in the fridge. Your friend, V.'

Obviously, Alastor's not just waiting around for whoever sent those thugs to kidnap him. But when he tries the door, it's securely locked. And when he looks out the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, he realizes that the building he's in is a tower, and it's a long, long ways down.

Alastor continues to inspect the suite, taking in the strange, futuristic devices, the tacky decor, but he can't figure out a way to escape. There are several locked cupboards and cabinets and he can't find anything he could use to pick a lock, and after a while, he is growing hungry. So he decides he may as well sate his hunger while he comes up with a plan to escape his newest captor.

All the while, the security cameras he doesn't even know to recognize as cameras remain trained on him.

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Via an assassination attempt and magical shenanigans, Alastor turns into a human being with no memory of his existence in Hell. Even though he doesn't look terribly different - same facial structure, same twiggy build, albeit no longer a 7ft tall monster, same hair even, minus the bob - and yet everyone is thrown by how unassuming he looks. Lucifer is lapping up the fact that Alastor no longer towers over him (he's either the same height as Lucifer now, or only a bit taller).

It's a bit surprising how... well human Alastor seems to take being in Hell. He doesn't outwardly panic or anything. He's maybe a bit more standoffish with everyone, but all things in considered he's taking it in stride, or so everyone thinks.

Then, in the middle of the night, Alastor vanishes.

Charlie's panicking because without his powers, any number of horrible things could happen to him! And in spite of how different he looks, he's still very recognizable as the Radio Demon. Charlie's terrified one of Alastor's enemies might have kidnapped him or killed him or-

Lucifer tries to reassure Charlie, but he can't ignore the fact that he's concerned too. B-because Charlie would be heartbroken if something bad happened to him! No other reason! (Cue denial.)

Meanwhile human Alastor is wandering around Pentagram City, inwardly panicking but keeping on a calm appearance while he searches for anything... familiar. He doesn't trust the pack of literal monsters that insisted on keeping him locked inside that hotel 'for his safety,' so he's going to figure things out on his own.

He doesn't notice the drone stalking his every move, wouldn't even recognize it for what it was if he did. Vox is absolutely enthralled by the sight of Alastor in this smaller, weaker form. He's already sent out some employees to grab Alastor off the street and drag him back to Vee Tower. In the meantime, he's enjoying watching this version of Alastor scrambling around looking so lost, and fantasizing about how this time around, he'll get Alastor hanging onto every word he says.

But Lucifer's on the hunt too, taking to the sky while Charlie, Vaggie, and everyone else split up to search the city on foot. It's a race to find Alastor before the other group does, or before he runs into trouble from one of the many, many other dangers of the Pride Ring.

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Charlie getting concerned over Lucifer's insistence on proving himself as Alastor's partner to Susan:

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Charlie: Please dad, c'mon. This isn't worth it!

Lucifer: Charlie. She called me a gigolo. A gigolo! I don't even know what that means but I know I can't let it stand!

Charlie: Who cares!? Susan's mean to everyone! Even if you did somehow get her to like you she'd still be a mean old bitch to you!

Rosie: She absolutely would.

Lucifer: I just need to get through to her that I'm not just playing around with Alastor's (probably shriveled) heart! Cox isn't even that great, he's clearly just as bad as Susan thinks I am! Maybe, no, definitely worse!

Charlie: Wh- You don't even like Alastor!

Lucifer: Not the point.

Rosie: [Chuckles while Charlie groans.]

[Suddenly the doors burst open and Alastor storms in, murder in his eyes.]

Rosie: Enjoy your date, hon?

Alastor: Rosie dear, if you must revel in my suffering, I'd honestly rather you use pliers to remove my fingernails one by one.

[The door bursts open again and Vox and Susan stroll in, smiling and chatting.]

Vox: Oh Alastor, you left the very expensive gift I got you in the car!

Alastor: (through gritted teeth) That's very generous of you, but I-

Susan: [Growls and raises her umbrella threateningly.]

Alastor: ...Thank you.

Susan: (sweetly) Aw, what a nice young man. I don't understand why you two didn't work out.

Susan: (angrily, to Lucifer) Unlike this fuckin' cheapskate over here.

Lucifer: I built him a whole new radio tower!

Susan: Pssht. That fuckin' eyesore? I wouldn't let a pig live in that sty.

Alastor: [Actually likes the new radio tower but refuses to say so.]

Alastor: Well as lovely as it has been to spend time with the both of you, I believe it's time you were on your way. Vox does have quite the hectic schedule to return to, no?

Vox: Alas, being the CEO of a multi-million dollar corporation does eat up one's free time. If only I could spend all day locked up in my mansion playing with toys-

Lucifer: [Eye twitch.]

Vox: -or better yet, doting on you as you deserve. But you're right. I really should be getting back to my important work. It's been just wonderful to see you again, Alastor.

[Under Susan's glare, Alastor holds his hand out for a handshake. Vox takes Alastor's hand, bows, and raises Alastor's hand to his mouth for a kiss. Alastor goes rigid and flashes the radio dial eyes but before he can retaliate, Vox pulls him close and wraps his free hand around Alastor's waist.]

Vox: Until next time, Alastor~

[Vox leaves, shooting a stunned Lucifer and an infuriated Alastor a smug look. Susan is oblivious.]

Susan: Such a romantic. I might just snap him up myself at this rate!

Alastor: By all means, don't let me stand in your way.

Susan: [Swats him with the umbrella.]

Susan: Don't give me that cheek, boy. You're lucky Vox is willing to give you a second chance after you broke his heart! I hope next time I see you, you've pulled that fuck-ass bob outta yer ass and dumped the gigolo.

Susan: [Leaves.]

Alastor: ...Well, if you'll excuse me, I need to go run my hand under boiling water for an hour.

Alastor: [Leaves.]

Charlie: ...Dad?

Lucifer: Yeah?

Charlie: (eyes red, horns out) Destroy that motherfucker.

Lucifer: Oh, with pleasure.

Rosie: (sipping her tea) Oooh, things are about to get really interesting...

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"A cishet person must have made this, no queer person would ever portray queerness in this way."

"This artist must be white."

"No SA victim would ever handle the subject in this way."

"No woman would ever write women like this."

"This creator is obviously neurotypical. Everyone with autism/ADHD/depression understands-"

Nope.

People who make these blanket statements are very frequently proven wrong when the creator comes out as a member of that group. And even when they aren't proven wrong, even in cases where the creator isn't from the group in question, actual members of the group who don't fit whatever arbitrary criteria are being expressed will see these statements and feel excluded and erased.

Not everyone in your group is going to share your experiences. No single individual gets to personally decide what does or doesn't count as a "valid" expression of trauma or being part of a particular group, and creators are also not obligated to out themselves in order to "prove" their validity.

If something doesn't resonate with you, all that means is that it doesn't resonate with you. You don't have to like it. But you don't get to decide what it means to someone else.

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IM JUST

ALASTOR LITERALLY GOT HIM IN THE THROAT YOU MF RADIO DEMON I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULDN'T USE AN ANGELIC WEAPON

HE COULD'VE CLAIMED TO BE THE MOST POWERFUL OVERLORD, SLAYER OF THE FIRST MAN ON EARTH- LIKE WHAT

HE GOT HIM A FEW TIMES

HE GOT HIS MINIONS ON HIM

MINIONS THAT COULD'VE HELD ANGELIC WEAPONS

ALL THESE MINI LIL NIFTYS

ALASTOR YOU DO IT TO YOURSELF

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Alastor: Daddy issues? HAH! Just traumatize your father back!

Angel Dust: And by 'traumatize' you mean 'stab the shit out of,' right?

Alastor: But of course!

Angel Dust: ...

Angel Dust: [Contemplative look.]

Vaggie: ...Are you actually considering it!?

Angel Dust: It's a valid option, okay!?

Vaggie: WE DON'T MURDER PEOPLE!

Angel Dust: OH COME ON! MY POPS IS IN THE MOB, THAT'S GOTTA BE A FREE PASS OR SOMETHING RIGHT!?

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Alastor: Is a violent force of destruction and chaos that has launched a bloody crusade against his fellow overlords, leaving only a handful left alive, and who wields darkness itself as a weapon while collecting the souls of the damned to fuel his evil powers. Will almost certainly betray the hotel in the future while using Charlie's goodwill to forward his wicked agenda.

Bitches: I want to see him kidnapped. I want to lock him in a tower like a Disney princess. I want to see him bloody and bruised with tears streaming down his face as he chews through his own tongue rather than call for help.

It's me, I'm bitches.

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Alastor Children.ver

He really is a cute strawberry 🍓😍

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Smol Alastor is back and he's heckin' ruthless

I'm experimenting with how I wanna do comics. I have a few I wanna do that are Hazbin Hotel related as well as others.