thestarofmourning

[thestarofmourning]

Ooooooooooohooho!

Lucifer was a king, the ring leader of the Pride ring and a fallen angel. Getting angry at a simple demon for his opinion of all things was beneath him and frankly, stupid-

But when that touch, a rare occurrence for his body, brought out an involuntary shudder, in front of the same man that JUST insulted him? It was the last straw.

The hand from that side came up to push it off his shoulder, picking up his cane in a fluid motion before pointing the end at the hollow of Alastor’s covered neck. “Do not touch me, Asshole. I know Charlie insists on having you around and so far I have allowed it to keep the peace. But if you do that again, I will not be stopped.”

[Look]

Perhaps… Lucifer was lingering. He could recognize that he was at least doing so, even if he wasn’t ready to acknowledge perhaps the reason as to why.

Maybe if it was Alastor, the handsome and pompous man more worthy of the title of bellhop than host.

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring 

No matter how much he had attempted to ignore this he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had a not so secret admire in his vicinity. Or at the very least, someone who wanted to watch him like a hawk for whatever reason it may be. At first Alastor thought he may have been mistaken. That perhaps Lucifer is simply looking past him or at something he may have been doing. Ever since he had joined them at the new and improved Hazbin Hotel, it wouldn’t be all that questionable if the King wanted to keep tabs on the resident Radio Demon for the Princess’s protection.

Yet, Alastor wasn’t doing anything in particular to warrant the lingering looks, other than standing in the lobby.

So unable to help himself he called it out.

“I know I’m quite the handsome demon, but is there another reason you’re so fixated on me this morning your majesty?” Alastor tried to keep it light despite the heat that’s starting to build up along his features. Normally he loved an audience with all their eyes on him, but it’s a bit different when it’s just the King of Hell. “Do I have something on my face?”

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What’s ur fav fruit

“Fruit?” Lucifer fights a soft laugh that come easily, the corners of his lips staying lifted as he replied. “You know, most people expect me to answer with Apples, but it’s actually Pomegranate.”

[thestarofmourning]

PRESENTING!!!!

𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖌𝖓𝖊 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 ℜ𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩

(ℑ𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱, 𝔖𝔢𝔪𝔦-𝔄𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢 ℜ𝔓 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔄𝔰𝔨 𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔤)

🪽 Open to Anyone 🪽Muse and Mun are 18+

🪽 NSFW and OC friendly 🪽 Semi-Active

🪽Short to Novella 🪽Multi/Crack Shipper

Tags:

{Wife Stealer} - Lucifer

{Char Char} - Adult Charlie

{Daddy’s little duckling} - Little Charlie

{Tacky asshole} - Alastor

{If I had a death wish} - Radioapple

{A match made in hell} - Chaggie

{Open Invitation} - Ask Meme/ Starter

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[thestarofmourning]

“Amoung other things.” Just the mere mention of the former angel brought the taste of ash to his forked tongue, heat building in his throat. He curled his lips back, though in a smirk or a snarl, it was a bit hard to tell.

When he spoke again, he had to wave his hand once or twice to blow away the smoke that curled up into his face. “Wait- What?” He turned that expression towards him and gwaffed, rolling his eyes as he brought his arms up to cross against his chest. “Me? Stare at you? I have better uses of my time around here, especially if you were redeemed. Maybe-“ He pointed one end of his cane, the bright red orb of an apple, right at the demon. “You are the one staring at me. I haven’t said anything to save face, but I have noticed.”

[Look]

Perhaps… Lucifer was lingering. He could recognize that he was at least doing so, even if he wasn’t ready to acknowledge perhaps the reason as to why.

Maybe if it was Alastor, the handsome and pompous man more worthy of the title of bellhop than host.

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring 

No matter how much he had attempted to ignore this he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had a not so secret admire in his vicinity. Or at the very least, someone who wanted to watch him like a hawk for whatever reason it may be. At first Alastor thought he may have been mistaken. That perhaps Lucifer is simply looking past him or at something he may have been doing. Ever since he had joined them at the new and improved Hazbin Hotel, it wouldn’t be all that questionable if the King wanted to keep tabs on the resident Radio Demon for the Princess’s protection.

Yet, Alastor wasn’t doing anything in particular to warrant the lingering looks, other than standing in the lobby.

So unable to help himself he called it out.

“I know I’m quite the handsome demon, but is there another reason you’re so fixated on me this morning your majesty?” Alastor tried to keep it light despite the heat that’s starting to build up along his features. Normally he loved an audience with all their eyes on him, but it’s a bit different when it’s just the King of Hell. “Do I have something on my face?”

[thestarofmourning]

Bro really took what he said literal

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u can use, with credit.

[thestarofmourning]

use with credit, reblogs are appreciated gonna be a part 2. so glad to be done with cropping all these out i wanna make saw gifs :(

[part 2]

[thestarofmourning]

𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 (a collection of prompts from text posts I saved. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary)

"I beg your fucking pardon?"

"Due to personal reasons, I'm evil now."

"Actually all of my systems are nervous."

"You used to be shy, now you're a whore."

"I'm attracted to men but at what cost?"

"My wife can stab me a little bit I don't care."

"Babygirl there is something obviously wrong with your brain."

"I'm going to defeat you with the power of friendship, and this gun I found."

"Debates are stupid because why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me."

"Due to personal reasons, I will be going completely off the fucking rails."

"I'm a nice person but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people."

"Those are bold words for someone in stabbing range."

"Sorry I called you a fucking idiot, I was trying to flirt."

"I may seem like an angry person on the surface, but deep inside I'm actually angrier.

"Sorry, I couldn't hear you over my internal monologue."

"Sure I'm a little stupid, but that's like 80% of my charm!"

"Fuck therapy I'm becoming a knight."

"Hey, girl. Plagued by terrifying visions?"

"There's something deeply and fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss?"

"I may not be beautiful, but at least I know a lot of useless information."

"Conversations are a lot like teeth, you can only have so many."

"I hate when people ask me to explain my thought process. Like hell if I know."

"Well, well, well, if this isn't the feelings I've been trying to avoid."

"With all due respect, which is none."

"You call it a near-death experience, I call it a vibe check from God."

"If a demon tried to possess me I'd just be like: ok take it from here, good luck man."

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darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

[thestarofmourning]

🌈Chaggie🎀

[thestarofmourning]

Even if Lucifer did not want to admit it aloud, as he spoke, he did find truth in his words. Contrary to his usual belief, evidence laid in the favor of Alastor and his seductive methods of getting sinners under his control, rather than using the violence that others mindlessly resorted to.

He might have even cracked a bit of a smile at the odd term. Or widened at his visible look of displeasure at the thought of the Seraphines above. Another thing they shared.

“I assure you, they get dirty up there nearly as much as we do down here. But those deeds are deemed ‘necessary’” He let his cane stick up from the ground besides him as he rose both hands to air quote. “I actually think you would do well. You would have the others, especially my former family, eating out of your palm.” He could see it now, visually, and forced himself to shake his head subtly. He did not need more odd images that seemed eager to plague him when he was around this strange being.

[Look]

Perhaps… Lucifer was lingering. He could recognize that he was at least doing so, even if he wasn’t ready to acknowledge perhaps the reason as to why.

Maybe if it was Alastor, the handsome and pompous man more worthy of the title of bellhop than host.

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring 

No matter how much he had attempted to ignore this he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had a not so secret admire in his vicinity. Or at the very least, someone who wanted to watch him like a hawk for whatever reason it may be. At first Alastor thought he may have been mistaken. That perhaps Lucifer is simply looking past him or at something he may have been doing. Ever since he had joined them at the new and improved Hazbin Hotel, it wouldn’t be all that questionable if the King wanted to keep tabs on the resident Radio Demon for the Princess’s protection.

Yet, Alastor wasn’t doing anything in particular to warrant the lingering looks, other than standing in the lobby.

So unable to help himself he called it out.

“I know I’m quite the handsome demon, but is there another reason you’re so fixated on me this morning your majesty?” Alastor tried to keep it light despite the heat that’s starting to build up along his features. Normally he loved an audience with all their eyes on him, but it’s a bit different when it’s just the King of Hell. “Do I have something on my face?”

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“Facilitate…” The word puffed from his lips in a humorless laugh, the shake of his head leading his eyes over to the hall that lead towards the heart of the hotel, where he knew his daughter was currently pouring her heart into the demons in her care.

He returned his attention back to the Overlord, setting his cane down to rest his weight against while the other came up to his chest

“Me? Ah-hahaha-No. You think I want to go back to that place? I would much rather be down here in an empty hell than to attempt going back up there again. Charlie is the only sort of redemption I want to seek.” He paused, then opened his palm to him. “And you? Is redemption something that you are interested in? Or do you enjoy the thrill of sinning too much to even try?”

[Look]

Perhaps… Lucifer was lingering. He could recognize that he was at least doing so, even if he wasn’t ready to acknowledge perhaps the reason as to why.

Maybe if it was Alastor, the handsome and pompous man more worthy of the title of bellhop than host.

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring 

No matter how much he had attempted to ignore this he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had a not so secret admire in his vicinity. Or at the very least, someone who wanted to watch him like a hawk for whatever reason it may be. At first Alastor thought he may have been mistaken. That perhaps Lucifer is simply looking past him or at something he may have been doing. Ever since he had joined them at the new and improved Hazbin Hotel, it wouldn’t be all that questionable if the King wanted to keep tabs on the resident Radio Demon for the Princess’s protection.

Yet, Alastor wasn’t doing anything in particular to warrant the lingering looks, other than standing in the lobby.

So unable to help himself he called it out.

“I know I’m quite the handsome demon, but is there another reason you’re so fixated on me this morning your majesty?” Alastor tried to keep it light despite the heat that’s starting to build up along his features. Normally he loved an audience with all their eyes on him, but it’s a bit different when it’s just the King of Hell. “Do I have something on my face?”

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Un_suited 🫣

[thestarofmourning]

At first, when the words started to flow from the Radio Demon’s smile like an easy, upbeat tune, the King didn’t even blink. His eyes were hooded, distant and contemplate, unable to see him fully with all the thoughts that swarmed in front of his vision. It was only when he heard the familiar address did he startle, the thoughts quickly clearing and bringing a light once more to his face, even if it did turn into a bit of a smirk that he bore with no shame, especially of being caught.

“Other than that grin that I would gladly like to take off that face? No, I simply find myself questioning why, in the time the hotel has been reopened, you yourself have not attended any of the classes and activities Charlie so carefully plans? That’s quite the bad look when the host doesn’t even play along, isn’t it?” He too, was careful with his words and tone, coating them in the honey of teasing his tongue so easily dipped them in.

[Look]

Perhaps… Lucifer was lingering. He could recognize that he was at least doing so, even if he wasn’t ready to acknowledge perhaps the reason as to why.

Maybe if it was Alastor, the handsome and pompous man more worthy of the title of bellhop than host.

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring 

No matter how much he had attempted to ignore this he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had a not so secret admire in his vicinity. Or at the very least, someone who wanted to watch him like a hawk for whatever reason it may be. At first Alastor thought he may have been mistaken. That perhaps Lucifer is simply looking past him or at something he may have been doing. Ever since he had joined them at the new and improved Hazbin Hotel, it wouldn’t be all that questionable if the King wanted to keep tabs on the resident Radio Demon for the Princess’s protection.

Yet, Alastor wasn’t doing anything in particular to warrant the lingering looks, other than standing in the lobby.

So unable to help himself he called it out.

“I know I’m quite the handsome demon, but is there another reason you’re so fixated on me this morning your majesty?” Alastor tried to keep it light despite the heat that’s starting to build up along his features. Normally he loved an audience with all their eyes on him, but it’s a bit different when it’s just the King of Hell. “Do I have something on my face?”

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Emo Charlie🖤

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ALAKAZAM!

I just can't. They're too cute

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My muse is being hit on by someone they aren't interested in and are visibly uncomfortable. Send, "there you are, darling" for your muse to come and wrap their arm around mine's waist to guide them away.