#Lucifer take care of Alastor

[hells-greatest-performers]

Alistair, don't be too hard on yourself. You're doing the best you can.

Alastor: *looking really sick and exhausted*

Lucifer: Hey You have a high fever Alastor, let’s get you some medicine. *puts Caelan back with good brother and goes over to carry Alastor* Hey you’re very light. When was the last time you ate something?

Alastor: *trying to think but his brain is too fried to process much *

Lucifer: *Okay let’s get you some cold water to drink. *lays Alastor done on his bed and summons a large bowl of ice cold water and a few wash cloths. He soaks one of the clothes in the water, squeezes out the excess, and then folds wash cloth and puts it over Alastor’s feverish forehead*

Alastor: *shivers for a moment before he relaxes and feels tried enough to take a nap*

Lucifer: Hey I need you to take some medicine before you drift off. It’s the liquid kind *grabs the meds and a small cap* You need two caps worth of medicine. *pours him a bit and offers it to him.

Alastor: *opens his eyes and then his mouth, taking the first cap full of medicine. Then the second one is readied and he takes the second cap and drinks it*

Lucifer: There we go. Such a good patient! *holds water with straw* Can you take a sip of this for me?

Alastor: *opens his mouth and once the straw is in, he begins to drinks some ice cold water*

Lucifer: there. Such a good patient. Now get some sleep. I’ll managed the kids for you.

Alastor: *doesn’t even argue and passes out*

[gildedoak]

Beignets Pt 2!

✅ Refreshing hot shower ✅ Comfy pajamas ✅ Cozy fuzzy blanket ✅ Favorite music that scritches the brain just right ✅ Fresh beignets and hot coffee from your Sworn Enemy (TM) who kinda sorta complimented you but will never admit to it

I wanted him to enjoy the beignets, okay?? Also his mug is supposed to read, "I quack myself up."

SOUTHERN COMFORT FOOD SERIES Chicken and Waffles Sweet Tea Peach Cobbler Hushpuppies Crab/Crawfish Boil Gumbo (plus character notes!) Beignets Shrimp and Grits Cornbread Biscuits and Gravy Fried Catfish Pecan Pie

Description under the cut!

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: A freshly-showered Lucifer sits under a hefty teal blanket, wearing pale blue pajamas and is happily eating a beignet. A mug reading "I quack myself up" sits to the side, filled with coffee, with a platter of powdered beignets on his other side. A vintage, red and white radio plays music in the background, presumably polka.

END DESCRIPTION]

[l3mtea]

I had a sudden idea of where Lucifer sacrifices himself for both Charlie n Alastor to live from a war or smth— not a fully developed idea yet xD

More angst in the story below <33

“She’s so much like you, mon ange. So much so that it hurts me so.” Alastor simply whispered it in the room— of their room once.

Angels who die will leave no remains of their body, they’ll only become fine, glimmering dusts that would be blown off and return back in the stars. Just like how they were born.

His only remaining remembrance of his beloved was his daughter, Charlie and his ring; a ring that he made for him.

He remembers carving his own shedded antlers to make them.

Heaven is cruel. Not only had they taken his mother so early in life, they also took someone he deeply cherished— someone he loves.

And he fears he might lose his only remaining gift from Lucifer, his daughter, all because of heaven’s wrath.

[emo-trash101]

Hello dearie!

How's your day?

Yes,yes,I'm back already,I know!

It's just that I just love your writing,and you said that you'd let me ask whenever so,here I am!

You already know me,so let's just get to the ask!

May I have any Hazbin hotel character (only Hazbin,but any character you want to write for! Only preference is Alastor- If you could write multiple that'd be great,but that's up to you,honey!) with a Platonic!GN!Friend!Reader that gets talked a lot behind their back (maybe by fake friends or just random people),but they know about it,and when the characters ask about it,they just say "It doesn't matter" or something along those lines? Would they stop the people talking behind their backs? Would they get angry? That's up to you!

That's all for me! I hope you enjoy writing this as much as my last one!!

Stay proud, don't forget to take care of yourself!!

-Nina <33

OMG YIPPEE YOUR BACKK!!! You can always spend time in my requests, because I love writing them! But definitely, and I absolutely love this concept!

Angel Dust, Alastor, and Lucifer x Bullied! Reader

!Platonic relationship!

Pronouns: Second person, gender neutral

Tw: Shitty friends, Alastor in general

Angel Dust -

- This man gets it to absolutely no degree.

- Like he absolutely has had friends who were untrustworthy and just garbage human beings.

- That being said, this would likely become a conversation after you get him to hang out with your other group of friends. Y'all probably clubbing or going to a bar.

- After awhile you go to use the restroom which leaves him with your garbage other friends.

- Then they start talking to him, trying to get him to agree that you're annoying and whatever other bullshit they try to spout.

- Angel (being the loyal puppy he is) immediately starts to tear your friends a new one for being such asshats. He continues yelling at them until you get out of the bathroom.

- He immediately starts telling you what they said, still glaring at them aggressively. And he is hardcore shocked when you just respond with "It's fine"

- Cause like bitch, no it's not.

- He is definitely very appalled, and ends up dragging you out of there and giving you a slightly aggressive pep talk on your self worth and being worth more than shitty friends.

- in all, he tries to love and support you, but sometimes he's really sure you were dropped on your head as a baby.

Alastor -

- I am being as honest as possible when I say this man most likely has no experience when it comes to this.

- Like he deals with annoying assholes by just plain killing them. There, problem solved.

- You probably brought your friends to the hotel to try and introduce them to everyone, and during this time they seemed sweet as peach cobbler. But Alastor definitely picked up on their hidden intentions.

- After you walk away (Charlie definitely dragged you away to help with something), he sneaks up on them and makes them his newest addition to his radio station. After all, he can't be having people hurting his little pet (I swear this man is a literal red flag, run.)

- When you return he doesn't even really mention it to you, he just tells you your friends "Went home early"

- Safe to say you never saw those friends again.

- In all, probably the most efficient when it came to his approach.

Lucifer -

- As I mentioned in a previous post, Lucifer is definitely a people pleaser. He tries to constantly help people and make excuses for them.

- However, when he sees his loved ones (*cough* you *cough*) being used it's another situation entirely.

- He most likely meets your friends by accident, just walking through the streets of hell with you when you run into them (spending time without you).

- Y'all actually have a really good conversation before you realize you forgot something in the last store you were in and run to go grab it.

- After you leave one of your friends makes a really ill intended joke about you being forgetful, and lets just say that Lucifer did not take that kindly.

- He immediately yells at them for a good couple of minutes, and then leaves to go find you after deciding they were not worth anyone's time.

- He brings up their comments to you and after you just brush them off he doesn't get mad per-say, just really sad that it's happened so much it doesn't even affect you.

- In all, he tries to just keep you busy and away from them as much as possible, because at least you have someone who thinks you're amazing.

This was really relatable while I was writing it, and I just wanted to say if any of y'all are being treated like this by anyone just cut them off. They are not worth your energy and time.

[scun-gilli]

The metaphorical platonic mouth kiss for @ren-w1shart

Or

WIP for my demon summoning roommates AU I’ve been slowly cooking up.

[blitzbuckz]

Me waking up to read @peppy-jester response to our thread

Why do I feel like I was just cockblocked

Autocorrect: do you mean cocoblocked

Me: .... sure.

[kszombiesoul93]

I love the thought of Lucifer feeling super stuffed after a big meal and Alastor just says “aww, somebody going to need some belly rubs” as he softly pats Luci’s belly 🥹🥹🥹

[uhzuku]

are u ever gonna write again

to be completely honest w u i don’t really know <3 atm i am perfectly content kicking back n playing games n reading on ao3!! i finished my last comm from my last set and i wrote one gojo thing in jan but other than that i don’t really feel like writing!! i have SEVERAL drafts sitting in varying degrees of completion tho so if i do write u would get one of those dhfbhfcn

[maternity-morningstar]

Poor Alastor. I hope he gets better soon!

Alastor: *shivering*

Lucifer: *trying his best to comfort*

Husk: *knocks on door with Asher in his arms, being fussy* Sorry to interrupt but I think this little guy misses you.

Lucifer: *gets up and gently takes Asher from Husk* Sorry for just leaving you with him. I should go check on all the babies. Do you mind staying here with Alastor? He’s not doing well.

Husk: Sure. I don’t mind.

Lucifer: Thank you Husk *leaves with Asher in his arms*

Husk walked over to the bed, sitting down beside Alastor. He reached out, carefully brushing a strand of hair away from Alastor’s forehead.

Husk: *softly* Hey, Boss... It’s just me. You’re okay. I’m right here.

Alastor stirred slightly, his body still trembling. Husk could see the torment in his eyes, even as he lay half-conscious on the bed.

Husk: *squeezing Alastor’s hand gently* I know things are rough right now. But you’re not alone. I’m here, and so’s Lucifer, and Angel. We’re all here for you.

Alastor: *barely audible, his voice trembling* Husker…

Husk scooted closer, wrapping his arms around Alastor’s shivering form, holding him close.

Husk: *whispers soothingly* Shh, you’re safe with us. Just try to relax, okay? We’ll get through this together.

As Husk held him, Alastor’s trembling slowly began to ease, his breathing becoming a little steadier as he took in the warmth and reassurance that Husk offered.

Alastor: *voice trembling* Husk… there’s something I need to tell you… something I’ve been terrified to admit.

Husk: *gently* You can tell me anything.

Alastor hesitated, his eyes squeezing shut as if trying to block out the shame that was threatening to overwhelm him. Finally, he took a shaky breath and forced the words out.

Alastor: *softly* I… I slept with Vox… around Sinsmas. I… I thought I was making a deal to protect Lucifer! But now… now I’m scared. I’m scared that… that this baby… *his voice breaks* What if it’s not Lucifer’s? What if it’s Vox’s?

Husk felt a pang in his chest at the confession, but he didn’t let it show. He knew how much it had cost Alastor to admit this, how much it was eating him up inside. He squeezed Alastor’s hand reassuringly, his mind working to piece together the timeline.

Husk: *calmly* Okay, let’s think this through, Boss. You said you slept with Vox around Sinsmas, right? That’s late December. When did you… when did you drink Lucifer’s blood?

Alastor: *barely audible* February 1st… it was two weeks later when… when I found out I was pregnant.

Husk nodded, his expression thoughtful as he did the math in his head. The timeline was clear, and he felt a small sense of relief.

Husk: *gently* Alastor, listen to me. If you slept with Vox in late December, and you drank Lucifer’s blood on February 1st… there’s no way Vox could be the father. It just doesn’t add up. You would have found out way earlier if Vox was the father.

Alastor: *voice trembling* But what if… what if something’s wrong? What if it’s still possible?

Husk: *firmly but kindly* It’s not, Boss, Trust me on this. You didn’t get pregnant until after you drank Lucifer’s blood. That’s when it happened. That’s when the baby was conceived. The timing doesn’t match up with Vox. This baby is Lucifer’s. I’m sure of it.

Alastor opened his eyes, the fear and uncertainty still lingering in them, but Husk’s words were slowly starting to sink in. The logic made sense, even if his emotions were still all over the place.

Alastor: *softly* You really think so?

Husk: *nods* I know so, Al. I know it’s been hard, and you’ve been carrying a lot of guilt and fear, but you don’t have to anymore. This baby is Lucifer’s.

Alastor let out a shaky breath, some of the weight lifting off his shoulders. He then began laughing hysterically at how stupid he was.

Alastor: Thank you, Husk… I… I needed to hear that.

Husk: *giving him a small, encouraging smile* Anytime, Boss.

[hells-greatest-performers]

Sick Fic

(making up for lack of Sick Arc)

By @bunny-is-cute

As Royal Prince-Consort of Hell, Alastor has acquired an array of new skills and new powers. He could travel between rings, which other sinners could never do before, and his radio broadcasts have expanded and his power has increased with the newer souls he enslaved, and new broadcasts of the souls he tormented now expanded to all the rings.

But apparently beating the hell-flu was not part of his new skill set.

It began with his eldest child, Princess Calliope Morningstar, the spinning image of her father Lucifer, returning home from hellementary school. Her normal stoic behavior was dulled with half-lidded eyes, a slouch in her posture, and the wheezing in her breathing.

Alastor had been preparing after-school snacks when Verena went running to him, hugging his leg, and pulling at his dress pants. “Papa! Papa!” The light purple-skinned fawn spoke with worry. “Callie is sick!”

Alastor frowned his brows but a moment later Calliope did slink in, using the wall as he’d support before she began to slide down.

“Calliope!” Alastor shouted and went over to pick the child up, seeing her red circles look pale but showing signs of a fever. Alastor felt his daughter’s forehead and immediately felt the heat radiating from her skin. His worry intensified as he carried her to the couch, laying her down gently. "Verena, sweetheart, could you fetch Papa some water and a damp cloth?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm and reassuring.

Verena nodded and scurried off, her little hooves clattering on the floor. Alastor turned his attention back to Calliope, who was now coughing weakly. "It’s okay, darling. We’ll get you feeling better soon," he whispered, stroking her hair softly.

By the time Verena returned with the water and cloth, Calliope's breathing had grown more labored. Alastor placed the cool cloth on her forehead and offered her sips of water, hoping to bring her some relief. His mind was racing with concern, not only for Calliope but for the rest of the family. If it was the Hell flu, it was only a matter of time before it spread.

Within a day, Verena and Caelan also started showing symptoms, and despite Alastor’s best efforts, he too fell victim to the illness. As the children lay in their beds, weak and feverish, Alastor found himself barely able to stand. His powers, formidable as they were, offered no protection against the relentless virus.

Lucifer, upon discovering the state of his family, immediately took charge. First, he had Rosie take the infant, Charlie, and Cherie, away from the home so that they wouldn’t get sick. Children being sick was one thing, but sick infants were another.

His worry for Alastor was palpable, but he remained composed. "Alastor, my love, you need to rest," he insisted, guiding him to their bed despite Alastor's protests.

"I'm fine, Luci. The kids—" Alastor started to say, but a violent cough cut him off, leaving him breathless and dizzy.

"The kids are being looked after," Lucifer reassured him, helping him lie down. "You need to focus on getting better."

Alastor weakened and unable to argue, relented. As he lay there, shivering and feverish, he felt the warmth of Lucifer's hand in his. Despite the haze of his illness, he was acutely aware of the love and care emanating from his husband.

He shivered and Lucifer sat in their bed. He didn’t get sick like his family or other demons. Alastor was envious of that but his mind quickly dispersed of that idea as Lucifer began to gently rub his back with his nails.

“Aww my deer is sleepy,” Lucifer said with a chuckle.

Alastor sniffled hard and shook his head, trying to pull away, “no *sniffle* I’m not,” he moaned half-heartedly. His voice was raw and aching. He’d been throwing up and along with the sore throat, he was lucky he was able to speak at all, but his talking was followed by a nasty bout of coughing.

Lucifer gently pulled Alastor back in close, having him resting against him once more, “Shhh, yes you are my dearest. Just rest. I’ve got you,” Lucifer murmured soothingly.

Alastor, too exhausted to resist, closed his eyes and allowed himself to be comforted. He felt Lucifer’s gentle caresses and the steady rise and fall of his chest.

…..

…..

…..

The days that followed were a blur of fever dreams and moments of lucidity. Whenever Alastor awoke, he found Lucifer by his side, tending to him with unwavering patience and love. He brought cool clothes for his forehead, coaxed him to drink water, and even spoon-fed him broth when he was too weak to manage on his own.

Lucifer also ensured the children were cared for, though he delegated much of their care to his clones, but his primary focus remained on Alastor, whose condition had taken a more severe turn.

One particularly difficult night, Alastor awoke drenched in sweat, his body wracked with chills. He struggled to catch his breath, each inhale a painful effort. Panic began to set in as he realized he couldn’t get enough air.

“Luci...” he rasped, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lucifer was at his side in an instant, his expression a mix of concern and determination. “I’m here, Al. Try to relax and breathe slowly. I’m going to help you.”

He carefully propped Alastor up with pillows, helping him into a more upright position. Then, with gentle yet firm hands, he began to rub Alastor’s back in slow, soothing circles, encouraging him to take deep, measured breaths.

Gradually, Alastor’s breathing steadied, though it remained labored. He clung to Lucifer’s hand, drawing strength from his presence. “Thank you,” he managed to say between breaths, his voice filled with gratitude.

Lucifer smiled softly, leaning in to press a kiss to Alastor’s forehead. “You don’t have to thank me, my love. I’m here because I love you. We’ll get through this together.”

…..

…..

…..

Days passed in a blur of fever dreams, congested breathing, and fitful sleep. Lucifer never left Alastor's side — his determination unwavering.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the fevers broke. The children began to recover first, their young bodies bouncing back with surprising resilience.

Alastor’s recovery was slower, but under Lucifer's vigilant care, he too began to regain his strength.

One morning, as he woke to find Lucifer asleep in a chair beside him, Alastor reached out and gently touched his husband’s hand.

Lucifer stirred, his eyes opening to meet Alastor’s. "Good morning," Alastor said, his voice still weak but filled with gratitude.

"Good morning, my love," Lucifer replied, a relieved smile spreading across his face. "You had us all worried."

"I know," Alastor admitted. "But I knew you’d take care of us."

Lucifer leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Alastor’s forehead. "Always," he whispered. "Always."

[seas-storyarchive]

Garden Gang - what if/au

[[MORE]]

Summary: I wanted to continue with the Garden Gang.

Anyone want me to continue from here?

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Adam is in the hotel. He and Lucifer are knocking heads. And, it's gotten worse since Lilith came to the hotel.

"Why is he here?" Lilith snapped.

"Uh, Lil, I'm here because YOUR daughter decided I was worth saving." Adam pointed at the other two.

"Keep our daughter's name out of your mouth you bitch!" Lucifer snapped at him.

Alastor was at his wits end. He was tired, in pain (physically and emotionally) and nope.

He grabbed his chain and YANKED it, pulling it towards him, summoning Eve.

Everything stopped, the hotel crew and the three holy figures.

The hotel figures saw a woman that was Adam's height, tanned skin and wearing a long dark green dress, looking at the scene before her.

Adam, Lucifer and Lilith were.. shocked. There was no.. no way.

"Eve?" Lilith spoke, looking at the woman.

The woman nodded, looking at them all. "It's me, friends," smiling at the two, frowning as she turned to the first man, "Adam.." who was quiet.

"Evelyn!" Lilith hugged her old friend as she cried, the shorter woman hugging her back.

"Alastor, friend? Is.. is that you?" Lucifer.. addressing Alastor that way.. was weird.

And so was the nod, genuine smile, tears. Holy shit he was crying! "Yes, you short little monster."

And then, the group hug - there were tears and crying and jumbled voices.

"What happened?" Lilith asked, her hands on Alastor's face - a tender gesture.

"A- Adam.." Alastor pointed to behind Lilith, were the first man stood alone, tears streaming down his face.

"He tried to have me be his wife, after the apple." Eve explained, letting go of Lucifer. "Alastor protected me, and well.. now we're here."

"What da fuq is going on here!?" Angel snapped. Oh, oh that's right. They weren't alone..

The five - four, as Alastor was staring at Adam who wasn't looking at him but instead the others - looked to everyone.

"Well.. this idiot," Lucifer said with a smile as he gestured to Alastor, "ended up in Eden."

Lilith nodded, "Charlotte, dear.. do you remember that story book about Uncle Alastor?"

Charlie looked skeptical as she nodded, summoning a book with a wave of her hand. "Yes.. um.." at her mother's nod, and father's smile, she opened the book.

"A stranger, skin born of the dark like Eve and marked by.. scars of white light." Charlie looked to Alastor, who slowly took a step towards Adam, "a smile like the sun, a voice like the song of a bird and -" she looked at her parents with narrowed eyes, "there is a word for the way your describing him-"

"Yeah, simps." Angel said with a laugh. "Keep goin', where's dhis go?"

Charlie looked back to the pages. "Come to Eden, sharing knowledge of how to cultivate the land, how to care for the sparce animals within paradise. We call him, not to his face nor does he tell us if he knows, the First Friend. First friend of man-"

"You fucker!"

There was a sound of scuffling, Alastor was straddling Adam as they struggled.

Alastor delivered a punch to Adam's face. "That's for what you tried to do to Lilith!" Punch. "That's for what you did to Eve!" Punch. "That's for burning Eden to ashes!"

"Alastor, friend stop!" Eve and Lilith pulled the now sobbing deer from the crying and bleeding from his mouth first man.

"Fuck Adam! God fucking fuck!" Oh, so Smiles did curse, Angel realized as he watched the man have a breakdown. "Adam! What- I- fucking fuck you- you fucking-!"

"I know!" Adam sat up, tears running down his face as he moved to try to stand, but fell to his knees. "I- I'm sorry for what I did! I'm sorry Lilith, Eve, for trying to make you my wives!" He looked at the women. "I just.. I want to be friends again.. I.. I want it even if I don't deserve it.." he sobbed as he looked down. "I'm sorry."

Lilith and Eve looked at each other, and Lucifer. His glare softened as he looks at Charlie. "That's.. how things start, right Char-char?" He smiled gently. "With sorry?"

Charlie nodded, too stunned to say anything as she watched the scene before her with her dad looking to her mother and Aunt Eve.

"I mean.. you don't have to accept the apology. But, I think he's sorry." Lucifer said to the women before looking to Alastor. "Hey, Al.. you okay?"

"N- no.." Alastor sobbed out. "I- I missed having all four of you, and then I found Eve and kept her safe and just- fuck!" The chain tightened, wrapping around the collar like a snake, choking him.

"Shit!" Eve grabbed the chain. "Lucifer, what do I do!?"

"What did you two idiots fucking do!?" Adam asked, worried.

"Can't leave you four stupid mortals alone worth a fucking.." Lucifer cut himself off. "Just.. rip the paper, Eve. Christ..." He sounded.. so used to their shenanigans. It gave everyone another round of fucking whiplash.

"Oh! Oh, really?" Eve pulled out a contract.

"You two morons signed a.." Lilith groaned as Eve hesitantly tore the contact to see if it would work. "Never mind, par for the course for you two dumbasses, I swear.."

"Eve, faster.." Adam sounded freaked out. Huh.. so he did have a heart.

Eve rolled her eyes at Adam, but yanked the paper in half, going to Alastor as he started to barf and sob.. his skin was now darker than Adam and Lilith's but lighter than Eve. "It's alright, friend." She put a hand on his back as Lilith put a hand on his shoulder.

"Fuck, buddy. Me on a splint.." Adam put a hand on Alastor's other shoulder.

"Don't tempt him," Lucifer said with a smile, sighing in relief. "That fuck is a cannibal now- oh, real mature!" He glared playfully as Alastor flipped him off.

"Whoa! Whoa!" Vaggie broke up the atmosphere. "What the fuck is going on!? Are we supposed to just forgive this fucking idiot!?" She pointed to Adam, who was helping Alastor stand.

"I mean.. not really? He can work on it.." Lucifer said.

"That's the poin' ah the hotel.. reforming sinners.." Alastor leaned on Lilith as Eve used her magic to pull some rye from the bar countertop.

"Shut up and drink, you need it you idiot." She popped the top off and forced the top into Alastor's mouth and made him drink.

"See? See? You two," Lucifer pulled the bottle from Alastor's mouth and Eve's hands, "are so fucking dumb- hey!" He was showered by the rye that Alastor spat at him, making Adam and Eve laugh.

Lilith rolled her eyes, turning to everyone else, "it's fine. We're fine- hey!" Adam cut her off when he forced a group hug - himself, Lilith, Alastor, Eve and Lucifer.

[friendlylifecherry]

Story idea: Charlie is dancing around like normal, making sure the hotel is in order and all her guests are taken care of, when suddenly she collapses on the ground, "like a rock/sack of potatoes" if anyone asks those who were there. Vaggie is immediately on the scene and tries to resuscitate her girlfriend, but she's just gone, no pulse, no breathing, nothing. Lucifer comes down and freaks the fuck out because that's his daughter lying dead on the floor surrounded by everyone else in the hotel who's panicking and trying to either help or figure out just what the fuck happened to her.

While Lucifer mourns over his daughter when it's declared there's nothing that can be done, Alastor is suspicious as fuck. No curse marks, no health conditions, not even a foul glance from anyone in the room, and no one would have the fucking balls to try and attack the Princess of Hell in her own hotel with her father and Alastor on the same property, never mind all the other guests and staff. He doesn't like this at all, but that eternal smile of his isn't reaching his eyes anymore.

The funeral was held a few days later in the hotel and it was depressing, really. All the major characters are up at the front with Vaggie and Lucifer, who are the worst wrecks of them all. The other Sins all came to show their support (they would know Charlie, she was a great kid and helped Lucifer out of his bad depression). Alastor went on hiatus for the day, so the main media presence is Vox, who's televising the whole thing live.

Vox, being a scumbag but genuinely feeling uncomfortable with the whole affair, has the cameras cut away to something else in the crowd or back to the studio. Then has the cameras cut right back onto the viewing around her casket because holy shit, Lucifer's trying to kill himself over it! The other major characters and the Sins are all trying to restrain Lucifer or get the angel blade out of his hands while Lucifer's screaming to let him go, let him be with her!

Which is when Charlie, who only remembers passing out and then talking to her mom Lilith in a dream, wakes up in her casket at her own funeral. Obviously everyone turns into happy tears and Charlie gets tackled in a mass bear hug while she's still baffled and frankly, everyone is too glad to have her back to care what happened.

[hclluvahctel-a]

apparently none of my tags WORK ANYMORE SO GUESS IM REDOING THEM

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

"Did I hear something? Eh, it's probably nothing special."

"I am more interested in how the 1st place got so much votes so quickly. Quite curious how they were getting little votes on the first half and suddenly gotten more."

"A shame it ended so quickly in hopes it got better, but oh well~"

"You've just said that because you want to metaphorically dig your teeth in your opponents, right?"

"It's quite literally the only entertainment I had gotten in that event! Besides, I had my eyes on someone else to roast at that moment."

"So in other words you didn't have anything good in the last round?"

"My mun wasn't in the mood for it yesterday."

Oi-- How r00d, Alastor.

[wazzi2ya]

Husk: Boss, your arch-nemesis is at the door.

Alastor: Ah, Lucifer! Back again for another beatdow—oh it's just you.

Vox: Wha—LUCIFER?! YOU'RE FIGHTING THE KING OF HELL BEHIND MY BACK?!

Alastor: I have other business to take care of outside of you, old pal.

Vox: DO I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?!