#Alastor pre hazbin hotel

[hoomandoescosplay]

A TikTok comment gave me the idea to write an origins story for Alastor!! I'll be using the Hazbin wiki to help me write it so it's as lore accurate as possible but if there are any little facts you know about alastor before he came to Hell leave a comment so I can add them in the fic!! I’d love any help with this fic so I can keep it as accurate as possible with the information we do know about Alastor!!

[chaoticace2005]

Vox: Save your little project or fight your greatest enemy. You can’t do both!

Alastor: I’m sorry… what did you just say?

Vox: You can’t do both?

Alastor: No! I mean the other thing.

Vox: Save the hotel or fight your greatest enemy?

Alastor: HA! You think you’re my greatest enemy?

Vox: Yes! You’re obsessed with me!

Alastor: HA! No I’m not.

Vox: Yes you are!

Alastor: No I’m not.

Vox: YES YOU ARE! Who else drives you to one up them the way I do?

Alastor: Lucifer.

Vox: No he doesn’t!

Alastor: Susan.

Vox: WHO?!

Alastor: Look my chum, I’d say I don’t currently have AN enemy. I am harassing a few different people.

Vox: What?!

Alastor: I like to fight around!

Vox: Okay okay, look. Im fine with you fighting other people if you wanna do that. But what we have is special. So when people ask you who’s your number one rival you say?!

Alastor: Susan.

Vox: NO! Are you seriously saying there is nothing- NOTHING special about our relationship?

Alastor, our aroace king: Woah! My dear, I don’t do “ships!”

Vox: What?

Alastor: As in “relationships”, there is no us.

Vox, immediately after Alastor leaves: *sobs and cuts his photo out of a group photo*

[celestial-artisan]

Velvette: Breathe, darling, just breathe. Vox, sobbing: I've done nothing with my life! I'm a failure! Alastor: Well that's never bothered you before.

[devilbeez]

WE NEED EVIDENCE, MIMZY

[that-hazbin]

Happy New Year's, have an AU

AU where Alastor wasn't doing the horrible things that would land him in hell, and God panicked and realized that their Grand Plan of Redemption was falling apart from this single divergence. After all the hassle and headache of getting Charlie Morningstar into existence (TEN FUCKING MILLENNIA, LUCIFER, IT TOOK YOU THAT LONG TO SHAPESHIFT A DICK???), the Grand Plan can NOT be ruined because this one soul refused to go down and play their part.

Apparently, divine omniscience isn't good enough because it can't predict a Mama's Boy. Alastor promised his mama that he'd see her at the pearly gates, and he's damn well going to keep that promise. He's channeling all of his homicidal tendencies by airing out the dirty laundry of immoral scum on his not-so-legal radio broadcast. And anonymously sending the evidence to the news. And hey, you know what? Ruining people's lives seems to be a fate worse than death, because they're forced to live in misery! Mama was right, resisting temptation DOES grant reward!

(The temptation being homicide, and the reward being a fate worse than death, if he wasn't being clear.)

God is, of course, losing it, because one of the big pawns in getting The Grand Fucking Plan to work is not doing what they are supposed to, and seems to be on the track towards heaven. Which, what the fuck? HOW. That should not be POSSIBLE with a soul like this!

(Mama Alastor is just THAT good of a parent.)

So. God has to do something drastic here, obviously. They are NOT going to wait another ten thousand years for redemption to become possible, they've already waited long enough for shit like the EXTERMINATIONS to happen, and it'll just get worse in the future if they don't hurry this along.

God decides to do as their darling son Lucifer does, and makes a deal. With Alastor.

Alastor rejects the deal. Sorry, sir, his mama's waiting for him in heaven and he refuses to disappoint her.

God: Are you serious right now. Are you serious. I'm God.

Alastor: Yes, and?

God: I could literally grant you anything??

Alastor: I want to go to heaven and spend the rest of my afterlife with my mother. YOU want me to go to hell. Literally.

God: Well, yes, BUT. Once The Plan is finished, you can totally go to heaven afterwards?

Alastor: Uh huh. And how long do you anticipate this plan to take?

God, knowing full well that Charlie is mentally a teenager right now and is in no position to be making her dreams a reality for at least another century: UM.

Alastor: No deal, I'm not leaving my mama waiting.

To think, The Creator of All is DESPERATELY trying to get the cooperation of a mere mortal. Alastor is completely unmoved, and has made it clear that he only cares about his mother and her happiness. Which brings an idea to mind...

God: I could... make your mother a powerful figure in heaven?

Alastor: What? What use is power in heaven, isn't it already a paradise?

God: Uh. No, actually, otherwise heaven wouldn't be committing yearly genocide. Not all angels are virtuous, despite my best efforts.

Alastor: EXCUSE ME?!

Getting a deal was a lot easier after that.

Alastor kills a man (ONLY ONE, he can't disappoint his mama any further than that...) and then gets himself sent to hell. Fortunately, his deal grants him quite a lot of power to protect himself with! Unfortunately, he has a direct line of communication with God via sound waves. He hears God in his head. All. The. Time.

He has REGRETS.

All God seems to talk about is their favorite child, Lucifer, and The Plan. It is distracting and EXTREMELY annoying. Alastor knows more about Lucifer than any mortal in the universe, and he HATES IT.

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[onesidedradiostatic]

you know I wonder if vox's stalking of alastor only started after their falling out or if he was just always Like That. like do you think he stalked him even when they were friends/on good terms? like in an obsessive crush sort of way. like he'd have cameras on exactly where alastor is at a given time and just pretend to coincidentally run into him "oh my god alastor TOTALLY could NEVER have predicted you being here what a COINCIDENCE we happened to run into each other here anywaysgooutwithme"

could even put this as one of the red flags that caused alastor to step away, but I can't decide if alastor is fucked in the head enough to enjoy the attention regardless (until he finds out there's any romantic/sexual aspect to it, that's the part where he goes FUCK no)

[staticradioismyfavhateship]

La cucaracha y el niño demonio

[cringefailvox]

crucial to the rosie/vox/alastor dynamic to me is that at any given moment, one of them is getting harassed by the other two. rosie and alastor pretend not to know what modern slang means to drive vox crazy. vox and alastor will not shut the fuck up singing showtunes at 3am while rosie's trying to sleep. rosie and vox cyberstalk alastor for shits and giggles to see how long it'll take him to get fed up and blow up the voyeurscope they have tailing him

[hazbinshitpostin]

Alastor probably doesn't even own Nifty's soul, I bet he just put her in his pocket and walked away

[puppyaulait]

[hoomandoescosplay]

Origins | The Radio Demon’s Origin Story

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

[prince-liest]

Remember that omegaverse beta!Vox fic idea that I had? :}

Also, this is my official announcement for nobody to actually expect anything whatsoever out of me for the next 4-8 weeks, as I'm starting my inpatient rotation followed by emergency medicine, the first of which is going to be 12-14 hours a day, 6 days a week. YOLO! Time to die!

[celestial-artisan]

Alastor: Crushes are such a pointless concept. Vox: I know, whenever I'm near the demon I like I just act stupid. Alastor: But you always act stupid? Vox: Vox: Don't think about that too hard.

[anime-lover-mooncake]

I love that there is a portion of the fandom that agrees that Al is just a stinky bastard who hates baths.

[that-hazbin]

Blackout AU: the fight with Adam seems like the ideal time for Alastor to have an "episode;" imagine if Alastor blackout for the first time in decades after nearly getting cut in half by Adam, wakes up in his destroyed radiotower, assumes he just barely managed to get away, stitches himself back up, reappears during The Song as usual, and later finds himself being congratulated by Rosie and his fellow Overlords for brutally murdering the First Man on live TV.

Rose: I was terrified after he struck you down, but then you got back up and ripped out his through with your teeth and tossed me and my cannibals fresh angel guts! Of course, it was a shame you had to toss his head at the rest of the Exorcist Army for a message, but it was brutally effective!

Alastor: ...I did what?

Oh the battle is the PERFECT time for Alastor to have a blackout! He's spent years not having any because he's gotten used to the constant stress of hell, but this battle will definitely reach a whole new height of stress for him. It definitely surpasses his current threshold.

The second he gets sliced by that axe, he's gone. Everything goes silent. Vox's feed, meanwhile, loses the static. He, and everyone else watching, 100% believe that Alastor just died. Otherwise, there'd still be static covering his body, right?

Except Alastor gets up. He gets up, and he rushes Adam like he's got nothing left to lose. There's no control, no finesse, no thought behind the brutal assault. Simply raw instinct, like that of a cornered animal.

Alastor's body is rushing to complete two objectives. One, he must get rid of the threat. And two, he must escape to safety. He doesn't even have the presence of mind to acknowledge that simply ripping Adam apart with his teeth won't stop the man from regenerating— not that that matters, of course, when he throws the body away from himself and towards the group of ravenous cannibals gleefully wielding angelic weaponry.

Alastor, of course, wakes up in his Radio tower, a little while after the noises outside die down. He's still painfully stressed, but at a much more manageable level. Takes his time downing some whiskey he keeps hidden under his station. (It's a miracle, really, that it survived.) Then, he gets to work, slowly and carefully stitching himself back up into something marginally more intact.

When he makes his reappearance, he's a little surprised by the looks of... respect? That he's receiving. He imagined running from battle with his tail between his legs would damage his reputation, but it seems not. Hell, not even Vox's obnoxious camera crew tries to approach him! It's rather strange that Vox is not attempting to press his advantage...

Then Rosie starts talking to him. And he has to try very, very hard not to reveal that he has no fucking clue what she's talking about.

He already didn't like the fact that he had no control of himself when he blacks out. He hates it even more that he's capable of such destruction while unconscious. What would have happened if his feral mind had directed that devastation towards someone who didn't deserve it? What if he had hurt Rosie? Nifty? Charlie?

He needs control. He needs it. Fuck.

Unbeknownst to him, a certain fallen angel is watching him with considering eyes.