I finally finished it, yay!
Inspired by fanfiction from @charliewhaw but it can be considered a drawing independent of the work.
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Imagine Alastor trying to flirt(badly) so he uses the old 'Did it hurt when you fell' on Lucifer, except it triggers an anxiety attack because it was the most traumatic experience in his life!!
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Alternate universe where Lucifer and Adam actually fuck and become boyfriends or somth and When alastor comes back he takes a step in the (Newly rebuilt) hotel, sees them kissing, Freezes (Like a deer in headlights) does a 180 and leaves
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" I KNOW you are outside my domain; did you think I would not notice a presence as pestersome and LOUD as yours, Lucy? " It isn't like him to retreat--- to shy away from the usual chaos of the hotel lobby, but it ALSO isn't like him to be INJURED like this. When once assumed to have recovered, he's shocked to find that split in his chest has annoyingly torn itself open again, coating his attire even redder than it had been prior. Devils, it's such an UGLY shade of red... one that makes him SICK to his stomach to see ( or, mayhap, it's his somewhat wounded PRIDE at having been BESTED that makes him feel irritatingly nauseous. )
" ... if you have come to be your usual irksome self... " He continues with a low tone, " ... allow me to warn you that I am NOT in the mood. "
// from Alastor to Lucy~ c;
While Alastor spouted his disapproval of Lucifer's lingering presence, he took this moment to slither in, popping his head through the bottom of the door to ensure safe entry. Once within the demon's room, he restored his shape to his original form.
"Yeah, well, sounds like a you problem, buddy. I go where I please. Sue me," he spoke, a playful grin on his lips. He approached the other, eyes falling on the injury. From what he'd heard from the residents of his realm, Alastor was no easy target. He was said to be one of the most powerful and feared demons of all of Hell. And yet, here he stood, with a vicious injury.
Stopping but a few feet from Alastor, Lucifer leaned against his cane, his head inching closer. "That's a wound from an angelic weapon. Who caught you off guard, Mr. Big, Bad Radio Demon?" he inquired in a mocking tone and a brow raised, yet no condescending smile.
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A moment of silence for Charlastor shippers please
Ok imma start deleting replies of people legit bashing the ship. Yall are annoying. It's a cartoon. Get over yourselves. I was just being silly.
i draw so u guys should give me hazbin art requests
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