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shadebloopnik · 1 month

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THROUGH TIME, THROUGH DEATH FIC SPOILERS IG??? I mean its the latest chap but still lol

Love how petty they can get in this fic lmfaooo, so i couldn't help myself.

I just realized this is the first time i drew Lucifer with his hat on lmaooo, im too addicted to drawing his floofy hair.

Anyways, everyone read this fic its literally so awesome. Im a sucker for soulmate AUs lmaooo, and the slow burn and scenes where Alastor ia DISGUSTED of the feelings is just bbdjebisjehisndofif0✨✨✨✨✨

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shadebloopnik · 26 days

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The best part about platonic Radioapple is when the blood drinking is still incorporated, bc then,unlike the sexy blood drinking with the romantic ship, it often becomes smthn like this

Some more sketches of it bc i could NOT decide Luci's hand placement lma

Did these stupid doodles in under 5 minutes help me its 2am-

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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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"The only thing more painful than watching you fall, is watching you lose hope."

Lets all pretend that I drew these consistently for a second. This is the first time I actually seriously made some sort pf a comic strip and am honestly a bit happy with it lmao (even tho that last Alastor leaves much to be desired, i cannot with the angle i chose). Angelic Alastor AU details and better taken pics of each scene under the cuttt

Man im actually taking this AU sht seriously huh- here we goooo

So AU summary, Alastor's an angel, though he's always been an odd sort and looked different from the other angels. His name is still Alastor, though he is also known by his title, Altruist. As time went on, it was the name nearly everyone knew him by.

He was close with Lucifer, who both admired each other's fantastical ideas, and oddity from the others. He was closely involved with Lucifer and Lilith, helping keep their relationship a secret. He was devastated when they both fell, having managed to keep his own involvement hidden(after countless pleading from the two to keep himself safe). Im a radioapple addict by heart lmao, but this is gearing more towards a poly between the three of them. Alastor was quite slow in processing his feelings for the two, even with Lucifer having already harbored feelings for him for ages, and Lilith being pretty forward.

After a couple events and other drama and detailsss, Alastor arrives at the Hazbin Hotel after he heard about Charlie. He sees her like a daughter, and it hurt him to know that Lucifer and Lilith left her behind in such a manner. He still doesn't believe in redemption(he's an angel, he knows those fuckers), but he still supports Charlie anyway he could. He still acts super creepy and all, but has good intentions. He lives a somewhat double life, juggling his appearance between being Altruist in Heaven and Alastor in Hell.

Lucifer, Lilith and Alastor, though initially had a rather stable relationship(as stable as you can get with one of them constantly smuggling himself into hell), had a bit of a falling out. Lucifer lost hope and motivation for everything, something that broke all their hearts. Lilith was a bit more fierce, wanting to take more action. Alastor was a sort of a mix between the two. He was cautious, and preferred to lie in wait, but wasn't as far gone as Lucifer.

Its why when Lucifer found out about his involvement with the hotel, he was absolutely furious. He didn't want Alastor to give their daughter false hope, didn't want her to reach for the stars only to fall back down, burned. He's too broken, and the idea that Alastor, someone who should KNOW how dangerous hoping was, setting Charlie up for pain, it hurt.

Basically sad old men lol

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shadebloopnik · 21 days

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Some really messy sketches on a small little AU with Carmilla as a Fallen Angel Warrior.

Different from the Exorcists who slaughter Sinners, and more dedicated to the actual protection of Heaven against the darker forces. The designs haven't been thought out much, but I like drawing the horns, so I thought it'd be a cool warrior hairdo, like how Exorcists wore demonic masks (I was really bored in class okay-)

Her daughters, Odette and Clara are there too. They looked pretty different even as twins, which were a bit of an oddity at the time. They were often made to dress alike, and act alike. Most viewed them as a package deal rather than taking time to understand their individuality.

Its why they're dressed so freely in hell, relishing in how different they can be whilst still having a great bond.

Her daughters are ultimately what causes her to fall. Drawing the half horn half hair down style looked a lot cooler in my head, but it was fun regardless.

Some secret regarding her daughters get found out, Heaven making her choose to either cast her daughters down or join them. Carmilla didn't hesitate.

More info on the AU/fic in the cut belowww:

I dunno if im ever gonna expand on it, but I loved the idea of making it Zestmilla. Maybe Carmilla met the old Overlord in one of her trips in hell, maybe fighting in a battle there? Or helping establish order? Anyway, she was alone when she met Zestial, and the two were quiet the enemies when they met. They fought, though didn't aim to kill, resulting in a close fight with Carmilla as victor. She wasn't an Exorcist warrior, and saw no need to immediately end this Overlord. She wasn't sent there to do mindless murder, and would like to avoid useless battles if she could. Besides, he was polite enough, and though she didn't trust him, he didn't grate on her nerves either. Zestial was quite taken with her, suspicious and quite murderous towards an angel, but liked her well enough for her wit and level headedness. Her grace and skill in battle was also admirable.

They bump into each other many more times, over the course of Carmilla's visits to hell, and with each meeting, they turn a bit more cordial, even striking an unlikely friendship, that blossoms into much more. It takes them about a hundred or so years(bc i LOVE relationships that REAAAALLLY take the time to develop and build on that trust and love) before they become romantically involved. They seem like the couple who would take it slow, being cautious and not rushing anything less it would harm the other.

And though Carmilla's trips to hell were halted, their love was not for naught as she gave birth to Clara and Odette. Her one regret was not being able to give Zestial the great news, he would've been an amazing father.

She manages to hide their identities for a good while. The two had rather angelic features, wings and all, and humanoid forms unlike their father's. The only thing that pointed to their demonic heritage were their eyes, whose sclera was the same shade of red as her iris. It was easily hidden with simple spells though. The two girls bore quite the resemblance towards her, even with some oddities, and were left fairly alone, being able to remain undetected for decades.

(I just left this post to sketch this out real quick lol, just to get the coloring in mind, not set on the design but I dont mind it.)

The peace couldn't last. After a while with Odette and Clara still being considered young as angels, their secret gets out. Maybe the spells wore off, or by a slip of the tongue, but for some reason or another it gets found out that they're half demons. They were attacked, and the daughters were stripped of their wings and sentenced to be cast down to Hell, left at the mercy of the next Extermination. Carmilla was given a chance to redeem herself and stand back, and let her "mistakes" be washed clean.

Carmilla fought back, her wingless daughters clutching to her own feathers for protection. She scooped them up, flying away to hell, less they get any more damaged. Try as she might, however, they didn't manage to escape unscathed. She plummeted into Hell; feeling the curses and painful burn of magic at her back, nipping at her form.

It was as if Heaven and Hell itself tore her apart with her descent, both pulling with reckless abandon, shaping her into what they wanted.

She couldn't even afford to lose consciousness; she had her daughters to protect after all. Both girls were weak and bleeding, their backs aching from where their wings used to be. Carmilla glanced at her own feathers, and felt her heart break. It looked just as painful as it felt. Her once sleek and razor sharp looking feathers were nearly singed beyond repair. She retracted them, less she attract more enemies with them in display.

She struggled to get up, carrying her daughters with her despite the weakness in her legs. She didn't even have her spear with her, weaponless except for the ballet slippers she'd forged herself with angelic steel. Her hair was down and unruly, all three of them covered in burns and cuts and bruises and bleeding wounds. The attack came out of nowhere. Her daughters weren't even given a chance to defend themselves.

Weaponless. It can't happen again.

She manages to drag her daughters with her, only one place she could think of approaching. Its been decades since she's been to Hell, she hopes the territories didn't change too much. She was hesitant in going to Zestial for help. After all, its been years, and she'd left without being able to say goodbye. He'd be justified in hating her, and she wouldn't hold it against him. At the least, they could hide somewhere in his territory. His lands were one of the best choices, the demons residing under his rule were fairly disciplined. In a place as dangerous as Hell, an environment that was fairly familiar to her gave some bit of comfort. Even if he didn't accept them, even if he was unaware of their existence, Carmilla was satisfied with simply a place to rest.

She needed not worry though. As soon as Zestial heard the slightest news about strangers in his territory, he rushed to meet them himself. He noticed the large crash just some hours before night fell, and couldn't help the spark of hope. He was greeted by the sight of a few dead bodies, 1 or 2 who thought they could get lucky taking advantage of a weakened opponent. He arrived just in time to see a third fall, bloodied heels clicking on the ground below. The figure stood tall, though was clearly tired and heaving deep breaths. He barely noticed the two smaller figures in the distance, his gaze focused solely upon the lone woman, whose silver hair was still so beautiful even with all the dirt and blood matting it. He stepped closer, the sound of it causing the woman to turn and-

It didn't matter how dark it was. It didn't matter how her sclera was now the same shade of red as her iris were, as if it were inverted. He'd recognize her anywhere.

Without caring that he'd get stabbed himself, he rushed to pull her in a tight embrace, feeling her freeze beneath his arms. He buried his face in her hair, nuzzling it even with the blood and dirt, afraid as though she'd disappear if he ever let go.

He felt her large hands wrap around him and for the first time since his existence in Hell, he felt as if he could cry. This was real. This wasn't a figment of his imagination, nor a result of insanity. She was here. After all these years she came back to him. He couldn't be happier.

He immediately takes her and the two girls back to his residence, letting them clean up and helping patch their wounds. When he found out the two were his daughters, he felt as if- yea no, he was crying, this wasn't just a feeling, he couldn't stop the tears from streaming down as he hugged the two as firmly as he could without aggravating their wounds. He felt so angry for them, enraged that heaven could deal out such punishments for something the girls couldn't control.

He took them all in, preparing rooms for everyone. He prepared one for Carmilla too, not wanting to push his luck. It has been years after all, and he didn't want to force himself onto her should she decide she didn't reciprocate anymore. In the end, they all slept in the same room. Carmilla wanted to be with Zestial, feeling safer with someone else in the room to stand guard, and her daughters crawled back to her, far too afraid to sleep in such a new place alone after everything that happened.

So they all snuggled in the same large bed, Zestial keeping a respectful distance from the young girls as to not frighten them, all the while letting his webbed cloak wrap around Carmilla in comfort.

Carmilla fell asleep last, her thoughts running wild. It was all so much, but right now, here with her daughters in her arms and under Zestial's embrace, she felt at peace for the first time in a long while.

Glancing at the mirror across the room, she hummed at the changes in her eyes. The only thing she could think of was how was that she finally matched her daughters. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, she'd think, drifting off into sleep.

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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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Both the Angel and the Devil on Charlie's shoulders

The two halves dont blend very smoothly and it looks a bit awkward I know- I'll probably redo it digitally to smooth it out.

Alastor and his double life. I was planning to maybe use Altruist as like, an Angelic Title he has, like an epithet? Its somewhat like how Morningstar works but also not? Because the thing is, the angels have NO idea what exactly Alastor is supposed to be of, or what his purpose is. Like how Lucifer was named the Morningstar for his bright light, both in personality and his power, or how the Seraphims have their own set purpose, etc. Alastor didn't come into being knowing what his purpose was. Pairing that with his peculiar appearance- his 2 pairs of mismatched wings, sharp teeth, odd red eyes; it made him quite an oddball. It didn't help that he possessed a huge reservoir of power, going above Seraphims, and nearing that of Archangels.

A powerful angel that no one understands. He was eventually granted the Altruist title, because of his connection to Lucifer, and his unquestioning care and concern for the other angel.

Alastor is still gonna be his actual angelic name, as its just a title. After the latter fell, he defaulted to only being called his title. Pairing that to him being a bit shut off from the other angels, only the highest ranking elders, like Sera, and the other archangels knows his real name, as most of Heaven know him by Altruist.

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shadebloopnik · 19 days

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Angelic Alastor AU

Finally got around to finish coloring that drawing on a snippet of my Angelic Alastor AU.

Since Alastor is an angel in this AU, I went with a different direction to include his canon mom. He's basically a cryptid in heaven after Lucifer and Lilith fell. He lost his will without them. After some time, he ends up going to Earth in secret under the name of Allie. He meets Madelaine "Maddie" and they become bestiess; him adoring her for her bright dreams and her finding his charming oddity as a breath of fresh air with how she's usually treated by the people around her. (And if its weird that her best friend never seems to look any older, well, she can't exactly fault him for having good genes....right?)

Coloring her hair was such a challenge for me lol, I eventually just ended up with what felt right and fun. Rlly gotta practice digital coloring curly hair lol

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shadebloopnik · 4 days

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A little something I've been working on the past couple days. Mostly sketching in between lessons lol

Its from my Angelic Alastor AU, and am just finishing the art that goes with ittt. Summer class is getting nearer, and im planning to actually start writing it out properly by then.

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shadebloopnik · 2 months

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Why do I torture myself with drawing wings when I know i suck at it- likeeee, how do you wing the wings😭😭😭

Tweaking my Angel Alastor design a bitt. Love making his red tipped hair look like lil horns lol. He always kept his darker wings folded against him, only ever using his upper set to fly. It doesn't slow him down much since he's already gotten used to it, but he could definitely be a lot faster if he didn't. This was how he usually looked like before Lucifer and Lilith fell. He was a little mischievous, even with all of his insecurities, a sly smirk and, to Lucifer and Lilith, had the most gleeful smile. After the two fell, angels rarely ever saw him smile. Its been an eternity since Heaven's heard him laugh.

'You're never fully dressed without a smile'

As if he could ever fully be himself in Heaven.

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shadebloopnik · 1 month

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Lil practice doodle also wanted to draw him flustered and blushing lol

Im a loser (baby) so i mostly picture this as him looking at Alastor lmaooo, but imagine however you likeee, its up for interpretationn. Him lookin at Lilith like this is so cute to think about😭😭😭