#Vizziepop

[heiressoftheunderworld]

Don't know where I found this art, but I fucking love the parallels between Lucifer and Lilith, and, Alastor and Rosie

[klaudia96art]

who is your favorite?demon 🤩♥️

[thecluelessdoctor]

He fucked his wives so might as well as fuck the first dick himself.

Get it off the bucket list.

[dewdropdinosaur]

Kinktober Day 4: Sensory Deprivation

Summary: Charlie's trust exercises lead Lucifer and Y/N, Alastor's girlfriend, to pair up in a blindfolding game. Unluckily for Lucifer and luckily for Y/N, Alastor has some choice feelings about the matter. Warnings: Sensory Deprivation, Oral Sex, Reader has a Vagina, Heavy Sex, C*m, Implied P in V Sex, Jealous Fucking. MDNI, 18+. You are responsible for your own media consumption. Kinktober Mention of the Day: @jurijyuu CHECK THEM OUT!!

Alastor stood in the grand lobby of the Hazbin Hotel, eyes filled with a growing disdain at the display in front of him. Y/N, his partner, was wandering around blindfolded, a bat in hand, swinging aimlessly at a pinata. That in and of itself was no issue, in fact, the scene would have made him chuckle if it had not been for one tiny issue. Lucifer’s deft hands guided his clueless partner, his filthy arms wrapped around her perfect form. Tainting was what rightfully his, what he had already claimed as his own. 

Y/N giggled nervously but didn’t hesitate to swing wildly at the air. Her laughter filled the room, the red blindfold tight around her face. “Okay, I can’t see anything!” she laughed.

“Exactly!” Lucifer replied, his tone playful. “Now, trust me okay? Swing…now!”

Lucifer took her hand, his fingers cool and reassuring, leading her away from the couch, as he directed her towards the paper figure. With a loud smack, the pinata burst open; spilling candy and sugary riches onto the carpet below. With a squeal, Y/N took off her blindfold and marveled at her success, bouncing up and down with glee. Noticing her boyfriend from across the foyer, she gave him a dazzling smile. Oh how that smile could send him to his knees in a second, renouncing all his power and title to see it on her face. She could ask for the world, the crown…his soul and he could hardly deny her. 

“Alastor!” Y/N exclaimed, laughing, waving him over. “Did you see me? Oh my gosh, Lucifer was so helpful; I don’t think I could have gotten it without him—“

“Yes, I saw. And what a marvelous display it was, my dear.” Pulling Y/N off to the side, away from the short king of Hell, he fiddled with the fabric of the blindfold that hung around her neck between two fingers. “And what, pray tell, was the purpose of this little…display?”

Smile wavering at sensing her boyfriends growing agitation, Y/N rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. “Well…it was one of Charlie’s trust exercises and you were recording, so I didn’t want to bother you. So, Lucifer offered to be my partner…”

“Mhmm, I see.” Alastor mumbled, glaring daggers at the afformentioned male. With a quick straightening of his posture and a snap of his fingers, both he and Y/N vanished out of sight; leaving Lucifer to heave a sigh of relief. 

As they appeared within the sanctity of room, Y/N was quickly pinned to the nearest wall with a force that shook the paintings that hung nearby. Alastor held her firmly by her shoulder, his eyes alight with a possesive flame as he brought his mouth to hover just over the shell of her ear.

"Tell me, what is it about that silly little game do you think makes it okay for Lucifer to be intertwined with you?” he demanded, his words laced with a bitterness.

"Alastor…love, it was simply one of Charlie’s exercises.”

“And yet you had not the inkling of an idea to come and ask me to particpate?” Alasto’s grip tightens around her shoulder with a bruising force. With a sigh and slightly bemused smile that annoyed Alastor to no end, Y/N brought her hand to carees her boyfriend’s cheek. 

"Alastor, you notoriously hate and won’t do Charlie’s activities.”

Alastor refused to be swayed by her words. With a fierce determination, he pulled Y/N flush to his chest and slipped the blindfold over her eyes; depriving her of her sight.  “Well allow me to attempt this little exercise, my dear," he growled, his crimson eyes blazing with intensity as he slammed his lips to capture hers. Moaning into the kiss, Y/N tenatively brought her hands up to find themselves settling at the nape of the Radio Demon’s neck. Nimble fingers traced up her waist, tugging softly on the hem of her pants before suddenly ripping them off of her body. Exposed, Y/N let out a gasp that was quickly replaced with a loud moan as Alastor traced a knuckle up her clothed core. 

“Trust me my dear….isn’t that what you are supposed to do?” Continuing to drag his finger across her pantie-clad slit, Alastor mumbled the words into the base of her neck. Working his way down, his face ended between her thighs. His eyes widened at the messiness that coated her plush thights and painted her hole. She could feel his hot breath near her thighs but as to exact location, Y/N could only but guess. The mix of excitement and fear pulsed through her body, all of it adding to the growing arousal pooling within her. 

Diving in, his tongue lapped up all the juices that spilled from her needy pussy. Sucking softly, Y/N let out lewd moans and hisses of pleasure. Gripping the fabric of his jacket beneath her as her eyes blinded in ecstasy. To make matters worse, or better depending on who you ask, Alastor inserted his finger into her while continuing to feast.

“That’s it darling. Let all of Hell and that insolent king know belong to me.”

Stretching her open, he added another finger; scissoring her wide.  Not even seconds later did her release hit her like a tidal wave and ropes of arousal soaked Alastor’s face and fingers. Panting wildly, only receiving vision once again when Alastor stood up and removed the blindfold from her face, did Y/N notice the wide smirk of satisfaction of her boyfriend’s face. 

“Why…why are you smiling like that?” 

“My dear…look around you.”

Peaking around the room, Y/N’s eyes widened in horror.

This was….Lucifer’s room.

Alastor leaned in close once more, eyes glowing a faint shade of green as the shadows danced and light flickered around the room. 

“Would you like to try the bed next my dear?”

[yksuna]

lucifer being a goober

[purplehalnw]

So, I was thinking abt Angel's backstory a bit deeper and now I'm really fucking sad.

So, I was thinking that since Angel was in the mafia in the 1930s he probably never really got into a relationship when he was alive. Then I started thinking abt how other people were theorizing that Angel was probably legitimately in love with Valentino at one point until Val showed his true colors once he signed the contract (which Val likely pressured him into and maybe claimed it was so he could protect Angel).

So, I been sitting here feeling devastated over the idea that the first time Angel had a "real relationship" it ended up being fake and horrible and absolutely traumatizing.

I've also been feeling sad because we all know that Husk and Angel are going to be endgame. But I know there's probably gonna be conflict with Angel probably always being on edge because he can't trust that the relationship won't turn to shit somewhere later down the line (which would align with him constantly flirting with Husk despite his rejections because Husk rejecting Angel means there's no chance of him taking advantage of him).

And goddamnit I can't get this image out of mind of them like being cuddling up in bed but then it getting heavy with Angel venting more abt his trauma and I'm literally crying right now 😭.

[the-green-nymph]

“I’m gonna make you wish that I’d stayed gone”. 🦌❤️‍🔥📻

[s-3lliot]

When Vox is talking to Valentino and he starts losing focus, Vox 100% puts split screen on and has one side be him and whatever he wants to say, and the other side just be subway surfers on loop.

[koryianders]

y’all do realize altruist isn’t alastors last name right. he’s calling himself an altruist in the song as part of the mockery about how he “died for his friends”. an altruist is someone who does good things for others. which he’s supposedly done but really this was all for his own self interest. (there’s also commas in between his name and the lyrics)

[saliferousanimations]

So, why does Blitz turn away

my theory? Blitz hides his face when he has feelings for stolas, he doesn't want to show stolas that.... because it would give stolas more power over him.

SO, he turns away.

He seems to have a habit of hiding things when he has feelings he feels are "not acceptable"

[angelfangs-666]

AppleRadio but as Females?!

[the-irreverend]

Honestly, the way they handled Sir Pentious's character in the finale was total perfection.

[klaudia96art]

Blitzy kun!! 😱😨💖

[cillacantstudysosheshere]

After the battle

[dewdropdinosaur]

White Gold Glitters Too

ALASTOR x READER SMUT Summary: Lucifer takes too much of a liking to Alastor's wife and he seeks to claim her and prove his dominance. Fucking her for Lucifer to hear sounds like a good option. Warnings: NSFW/18+. MINORS DO NOT ENGAGE. You are responsible for your own media consumption. Oral Sex, Reader has a Vagina, Heavy Sex, C*m, Implied P in V Sex, Jealous Fucking, Mention of Restraints, Tentacles I have never written smut before...so I am sorry. REQUESTS OPEN

Alastor, the infamous Radio Demon from Hazbin Hotel, was known for his charismatic yet enigmatic presence. He ruled over his domain with a devilish grin and a penchant for blood. But beneath his charming facade lay a heart that beat fiercely for one person: his beloved wife, Y/N.

Y/N was the epitome of grace and beauty, with a kindness that melted even the most hardened of souls. She had captured Alastor's heart as soon as they had entered through the doors of the hotel, and he would do anything to keep her by his side. Having been newly wed, Alastor’s possessive nature seemed to rear its head often when it came to his bride. 

However, trouble brewed when Lucifer, the fallen angel and hellish king himself, began to take an seeming interest in Y/N. His smooth words and suave demeanor drew her attention, much to Alastor's dismay. Alastor’s confidence was shaken when Lucifer Morningstar began to show a keen interest in Y/N. Despite her loyalty to Alastor, Lucifer's suave demeanor and irresistible charisma stirred a jealousy deep within Alastor's demonic heart.

It has begun innocently enough, with Lucifer's smooth compliments and flirtatious gestures towards Y/N whenever they crossed paths. Then it turned to a hand atop hers or brushing hair out of her face while she worked on fixing up the hotel. At first, Alastor attempted to suppress his jealousy, masking his feelings with his trademark grin and witty remarks. But as Lucifer's advances towards Y/N became more pronounced, Alastor's facade began to crack.

One fateful evening, as the flames of Hell danced in the distance, Alastor found himself unable to contain his simmering jealousy any longer. He watched from a distance as Lucifer flirted shamelessly with Y/N, his patience wearing thin with each passing moment.

His once cheerful demeanor turned dark as he became increasingly passive-aggressive, making evil eyes at the short king(yes my dears, narrators can make a joke occasionally.) But still, Lucifer persisted in his advances, seemingly unfazed by Alastor's silent warnings. Y/N, momentarily stepping away at Charlie’s call for some assistance, left the two men alone in the lobby. 

“Well, well, if it isn't the charming Lucifer. Quite the show you're putting on tonight”

Lucifer smirked, “Ah, Alastor, always a pleasure to see you. And might I say, your wife looks positively radiant this evening. You picked a good one.”

Alastor forced a smile, a natural habit of his that was wearing on him. “Why, thank you, Lucifer. She does tend to have that effect, doesn't she? Though I must say, your interest in her appearance is unexpected.”

“Oh, Alastor, there's no harm in appreciating beauty when it's right in front of you. And your wife is truly a sight to behold.” Lucifer leaned closer, using his elbow to nudge Alastor in the ribs playfully; unaware of the brewing violence in the red demon before him. Or maybe he did know and elected to ignore it. Lucifer did get terribly bored. 

Alastor spoke firmly through clenched teeth “Indeed, she is. But I must warn you, Lucifer, my patience wears thin when it comes to matters of the heart.”

“Just engaging in some harmless conversation. Does that bother you?

“Of course, how silly of me to assume otherwise.” Both men quipped back and forth so sarcastically it could've been considered the eight deadly sin. 

Returning from aiding the princess, Y/N resumed her place by Alastor’s side and back into the conversation. Unable to contain his jealousy any longer, Alastor put a hand on his wife’s shoulder and looked towards Y/N with a forced smile plastered on his face. "Darling, would you care for a stroll?" he offered, his voice dripping with false sweetness.

Y/N, oblivious to the turmoil raging within her husband, nodded with a smile and waved goodbye to Lucifer. As they walked through the dimly lit corridors of Hell, Alastor's mind seethed with anger and resentment. 

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Alastor halted abruptly and turned to face Y/N. "Tell me, my dear, what is it about Lucifer that captivates you so?" he demanded, his words laced with bitterness.

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise at the sudden change in Alastor's demeanor. "Alastor, what are you talking about? Lucifer is just being friendly," she protested, confusion etched on her face.

"Friendly? Yes, that's one way to put it. Though, his friendliness seems rather... focused, wouldn't you say?"

Y/N glanced at Alastor, sensing the tension in his voice. She attempted to defuse the situation with a reassuring smile.

Y/N: "Alastor, there's no need to worry. You know where my heart lies."

Alastor's smile tightened, his grip on Y/N's hand becoming just a tad too firm.

Alastor: "Of course, my dear. I'm well aware. But it's amusing, isn't it? How Lucifer seems to find you so... intriguing."

Y/N shot Alastor a puzzled look, sensing the underlying resentment in his words.

"Alastor, you're being awfully aggressive. Is something bothering you?"

Alastor's grin widened, but there was a dangerous glint in his eyes as he turned his gaze back to Lucifer.

Alastor: "Bothering me? Not at all, my dear. Just finding it fascinating how Lucifer can't seem to keep his eyes off you. Quite the dilemma, wouldn't you agree?

Alastor refused to be swayed by her words. With a fierce determination, he pulled Y/N flush to his chest and pushed her back against the wall, his grip possessive and demanding. Peering down into her eyes, his own glowed with a dark green hue. 

"I'll show you who the better man is, my dear," he growled, his crimson eyes blazing with intensity as he slammed his lips to capture hers. Moaning into the kiss, Y/N slowly brought her hands up to find themselves tangled in Alastor’s red locks. 

Trailing his hand up to her waist, Alastor gave it a tight squeeze that made his wife squeak. Chuckling at the reaction, both their lips remained interlocked for what seemed an eternity. Deciding she had enough teasing, Y/N grabbed hold of Alastor’s cane and used its shadows to transport them to their shared bedroom. Taking the hint, Alastor walked their bodies to the king sized bed and laid down on the red silken sheets. Now with back flush against the mattress, Y/N wasted no time in relocking her lips back to her husband's. 

Nimble fingers traced up her waist, tugging softly on the waistband of her shorts before suddenly ripping them off of her body. Exposed to the cool air, Y/N let out a gasp of surprise that was quickly replaced with a lewd moan as Alastor traced a knuckle up her clothed core. 

“Darling, tsk tsk. We haven’t even begun and you are drenching my fingers through these clothes.” Continuing to drag his finger across her pantie-clad slit, Alastor mumbled the words into the base of her neck. 

“Stop–fuck–stop teasing Al.”

“Oh but dear, that’s half the fun.” Despite his words, he obliged her request by removing the offending garment from her body.​​ Working his way down, his face ended between her thighs. His eyes widened at the glittering white gold slick that painted her hole. 

“Gorgeous darling, glittering gorgeous.” Diving in, his tongue lapped up all the juices that spilled from her needy cunt. Sucking softly here and there while delving as deep as his tongue would allow(he would not admit to using magic to make it longer), Y/N let out wanton moans and lewd hisses of pleasure. Gripping the sheets beneath her as her eyes remained shut in ecstasy. To make matters worse, or better depending on who you ask, Alastor inserted his finger into her while continuing to feast. He could see her holding back some of her noises, desperate to control her lust.

"Darling, do not hide from me."

"But normally you don't want people to hear--"

"That does not apply today. Let all of Hell and that filthy king know you are mine."

Stretching her open, he added another finger; scissoring her wide. Y/n’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body involuntarily shifted away from the overstimulating assault. Taking his other hand, Alastor placed it on her hip and held her in place. 

“Unless you would like to be restrained, I insist you remain in place.” Perking up at the thought, Y/N gulped. Being restrained by Alastor’s slick tentacles, forcing her legs open so he could do as he pleased; letting him use them to fill every hole piqued her interest. Perhaps for another time. 

The thoughts and stimulation from Alastor’s mouth and his fingers nearly had her cumming, mumbling incoherently for just a bit more to push her over the edge. Smirking, Alastor brought a third finger into her hole, its walls squeezing onto him for dear life. Using his thumb to rub against her clit, the stimulation was bearing nearly too much. 

“Go on Y/N. Tell me….tell me how I can only make you feel this good. That even the King of Hell couldn’t make you cum just from his fingers.”

That’s what did it, Y/N felt the coil in her stomach snap as she cried Alastor’s name. Surely, the whole hotel had heard her by now. Just as Alastor wanted. Cum now coated his fingers and the bedsheets below as her high overtook her senses and she saw stars. 

Drawing his fingers slowly out of her and bringing them to his lips, Alastor sucked on the white gold juices. Both parties covered in a layer of thin sweat, panting heavily and overcome with arousal. Walking his hands forward till both of his arms caged her in on the bed and she could feel his growing bulge against her thighs, Alastor whispered darkly. 

“Now dear, feel like letting Lucifer know how good round two is about to feel?”

[yksuna]

he's such a slay