#muse ;; ALASTOR ( ABOUT )

[ahli-stuff]

Radioapple could be better

Back in the old days radioapple was my fan favorite crack ship . How the times change

Before we got our official depiction of Lucifer as we have now, I imagined him to be condescending, sly, manipulative character who would go on to be Alastor’s foil. Now, the only thing of that remains is that he is Alastor’s foil but the subversion of the sexy and powerful Lucifer of pop culture into sad-awkward dad Lucifer is amazing and I’ve grown really fond of it.

But for how popular it is now, there’s still a big itch that fan content for radioapple (or maybe just Lucifer) fails to scratch for me. This isn’t an issue I have that’s exclusive to Lucifer either, I nearly lost my mind about it in Tv series Lucifer(2016) too.

it’s the fact that there’s barely anyone seems to depict Lucifer’s sheer knowledge. If we are going by the finale, 10,000 years ago is when Lucifer first fell. He is at least 10,000 years old.

10,000 years to learn from the millions of stories (in passing and directly) who have fallen into hell. The wars, the disasters, the movements, the people!!! Age does not equate to wisdom, but you cannot live that long and fail to pick up a certain degree of separation from petty grievances of people who have lived only a fraction of the time you have. That’s doesn’t mean you’re immune to doing irrational things or having childish flaws, but those should coexist with the sheer weight of your knowledge. There should be a certain novelty that an immortal feels in being grounded around very young people who treat them like they are human. Because the knowledge and experience that comes with being immortal can be very dehumanizing, and that is especially so for a figure who has been maybe the most demonized in myth and religion ever.

Give me a Lucifer who knows thousands of different writings, religions, traditions, languages. Give me a Lucifer who contemplates the cruelty of some of the most infamous sinners in real life that have fallen into hell. Give me a Lucifer who becomes lost in ancient levels of nostalgia—his halcyon days with Lilith when humanity began to rear up and he was still hopeful.

Give me an Alastor who, beyond his resentment and ego, is deathly curious how Lucifer works. As a kid who likely went to church every Sunday and listened to pastors caution against the devil so many times his ears may fall off, to meet the guy himself? To meet the entity whom the entirety of the god fearing south wanted to scare him to sleep with? To finally meet the dealmaker of dealmakers?

Give me a late night conversation between the two where they discuss the what alastor has heard about Lucifer topside, Lucifer’s genuine curiosity of Alastor’s morality as a human, and the overall smallness of their existences in the largeness of their myths.

[prince-liest]

Don't mind me getting on my soapbox for a moment... a lot of this musing is admittedly for the sake of my own processing of this topic, re: aroaceness. Read at your own peril! <3

I'm generally a very "ship and let ship" kind of person, but I think I would definitely append a little caveat of, like, "As long as you're not being actively invalidating and detrimental to others" to that. Which is a delightfully vague statement that can be interpreted practically any way, I know, hahaha.

In the case of this particular post I've just been thinking about how, like... seeing an aroace character like Alastor get written into dozens upon dozens of PWPs (including ones that don't even touch on the subject of his aceness at all) is really not something that I personally find to be hurtful or offensive. It's just smut for the sake of smut, of a character people want to see awful, sexy things done to (or doing). Valid! I vibe with you! More people should just write the PWPs they want to see in the world!

But on the other hand, I've several times seen this very particular type of art (usually it's a comic, but admittedly I haven't been reading very many Hazbin Hotel fics so maybe it's there, too) where Alastor is slotted into the "methinks the lady doth protest too much" trope. As in, he's expressing strong feelings about a character (usually Vox or Lucifer, sometimes Angel Dust) to someone, probably Rosie, and the person he's confiding to is some variant of, "Oh, silly Alastor, you're obviously in love!" And then he denies it, says that the very idea disgusts him, and the character titters to themselves about how he's so naive in the matters of romance or whatever.

And it's, like.

The "strong feelings" in question are almost always frustration/annoyance/disgust, and him being like, "Nnnno, I just hate his person" is treated like a silly and naive misunderstanding of his own feelings because obviously he's in love. Please imagine that Alastor was a female character who was established to be a lesbian. Now examine how that suddenly makes this scene feel.

(Also, Rosie being the go-to for this is a little frustrating when she's the one who, in canon, explicitly says that she wouldn't make that assumption of him.)

There's such a chasm of difference between how I see people wanting to ship Alastor for reasons of "I just want to!" vs folks who engage with him being aroace in ways that are infantilizing and invalidating. There are so many people out there - not just aro/ace people, but anyone who's not exclusively into the standard type of person they should be into at the time society deems they should be into them, which is most queer people and even many cishet folks - that have been told that exact kind of thing in real life. It reads like something out of a compulsory heterosexuality guidebook, and it actively makes it harder to leave the closet or even realize that you're in one at all.

So I guess it just feels frustrating to see it get made into a punchline, especially by folks who are shipping queer ships. I genuinely can't wait until fandom society advances to the point of consistently treating aro/acespec folks as queer instead of Queer Lite (TM), because let me tell you, ime the comphet experience and the amato/allonormativity experience are in fact nigh-identical except for how they're treated within online communities. There's a reason the pan -> gay -> ace pipeline is a thing.

But, hey! We're already doing way better than we were in 2012!

[the-al-pals]

He's not thinking about having sex in his radio tower. He's not thinking about bending someone over his desk. He's not thinking about maybe accidentally hitting the broadcast button and letting everyone hear his partner scream his name.

He's not. Thinking. About it.

[sicklymadscientist]

hi, hope this isn't a bother, but do you have any Alastor head cannons related to snz or just sickness in general?

Not a bother in the slightest! I love getting asks! 😃

Al/astor Snz/Sick Headcanons

I had to have a good think on this one because so much of what we see of Alastor is a performance, and sometimes I think I have a good guess at what his motives are, and other times I wonder if he has me fooled. When it comes to sick headcanons, I think I can distill his behavior down to two driving factors: 1) His need to be in control, and 2) How it would benefit him to be perceived (which is really just an extension of his need to be in control). So with that in mind~

He absolutely loathes sneezing for the lapse of control and display of vulnerability, and he obstructs the view of his face as much as possible by covering with a handkerchief, which he conjures out of thin air at the moment he needs it.

Being the powerful overlord he is, he doesn’t get sick very often. So when he DOES, he is personally offended and extremely irritable about it. His smile takes on an almost constant snarl.

His sneezes are overlaid with the sounds of radio static. Sometimes when he sneezes, particularly if it’s a fit, there will also be a loud, high-pitched noise like microphone feedback that makes everyone wince and cover their ears.

How he presents himself will differ depending on who his audience is, and either way it’s a facade. If he’s at an overlord meeting, he will do everything in his power to hide his symptoms and avoid showing vulnerability or weakness. If he’s amidst his hotel fam, he will let his symptoms be seen and maybe even put on a little act of downplaying it, playing the part of the poor sickie trying to power through who doesn’t want anyone to fuss over him; what he gains by this is their sympathy, and them potentially viewing him as more vulnerable than he actually is, making them let their guard down and be more inclined overall to trust him, which keeps him in a position of power over them.

The one person he will slightly lower the facade around is Rosie. He’s a mama’s boy and she reminds him of his mama. He would admit to her that he’s not feeling his best and would allow her to take care of him, and get comfort from it.

He blesses others when they sneeze because it’s good manners, but it’s a “bless you” that seems to say “I see your weakness and I look forward to exploiting it,” or “Your suffering delights me.”

[myhiraeth]

Husk going from

to shielding the others (with his wings, a detail I'm crazy about)

is peak development IMO and I can't find anyone talking about so I'm just gonna bring it up myself lol

[hellishradio]

Favorite organ?

"Oh it's dependent on appetite and animal my dear, unless you're asking outside of my preference for meals haha! Ah, let's see.. Oh livers are divine. They are quite similar to venison though much stronger in flavor."

[hells-fvry]

@hazbinned cont. from (X)

The sound of static started in low at the start of their conversation, it being born of nerves confusion that steadily grew into a near defeaning haze that apparently could be heard well into the other room, if Husk's shout of 'turn the fucking dial Al Yer killin' my head!' was anything to go by. Instead of following that oh so helpful suggestion by the resident bar tender, the static would remain a backdrop ,only lowering in volune when Alastor spoke. "...What?" Despite the surrounding noise, the word didn't have a bit of reverb to it, it being spoken as plain and unflitred as the fear Al felt knawing at his chest. "I haven't a clue what you are talking about, dear fellow!" There was no way Angel knew, right? How could he? Even if he did know of his little skirmish, why would that warrent dinner?

Had he known it was because of that stupid phone, he'd be so much more angry that technology had pulled this on him, but that was a dot too lost in the backround of his mind as he frantically tried to connect the threads, the most glaring of which being how he had scared Angel so. There was really only one thing that came to mind with what information he had, and while it didn't fit quite right with everything, especially with how...carefree Angel was acting, it was the only thing he had.

"Haha! You're coming with me." Which meant Angel was being yanked through one of Al's portals, the two now in his radio tower, as far from anyone else they could be at the hotel. He was quick to change once the prospect of prying eyes had been removed, his posture being dropped with pain that finally was allowed to be shown. "How did you know? Did he send his lackeys to you as well?" Hand running through his hair, it stayed frazzled to mirror Al's internal turmoil, the Radio Demon leaning back against his broadcasting table with his cane clattering to the floor as it slipped from his hold.

"You...don't seem to be injured... What, did he simply wish to taunt you with it all? He couldn't kill me, so he flaunts it about to...why would do that?" He...might be spriling, just a bit, it being a mix of pain, confusion, and fear as he tried to figure out Val's nonexistent game. "What is that vile fucking moth trying to do."

[suniside-crossing]

"The definition of 'asexual' is 'little to no sexual attraction.' Little to none. Not none whatsoever."

"Dumbass."

[madanimalscientist]

Today in therapy talking about how at work I am always chipper and happy to help in and help others and always smiling and upbeat, but if I'm feeling negative emotions beyond 'mild/moderate annoyance' I hold it in until I can get home or around one of the people on my short list of 'people I feel safe being vulnerable around' because I don't like people seeing me vulnerable....like there was an incident that was relatively minor and work handled it really well and honestly it didn't annoy me that much but what did annoy me was like the 8 people asking me 'are you ok? are you sure?' even after I said I was fine and while they were well-meaning it made me feel like they were being intrusive and/or I wasn't performing emotion to their standards and either way it made me feel like a prickly hedgehog.

My therapist asked if it was because I thought they weren't taking me at my word and that upset me

Me: Oh no, even if I wasn't okay I would've said I was. I just want them to stop asking about it, they're not close enough to get to see me not in perfect control of my emotions.

*lightbulb moment*

Me:.....so there's this tv show, Hazbin Hotel, and it's really good, and all of a sudden I am now realizing one reason -why- a specific character is my favorite.....weeelp

[shattered-divinity]

@shiningxfates moved from (X)

Whatever Alastor's reasons were for wanting to keep things between them a secret...he still gave in all too easily to Lucifer's request for a kiss. Something the Fallen was exceptionally pleased about, as he'd been craving the other for some time. Any touch bestowed was like another hit of his favorite drug...every kiss only intensifying his addiction. There was no way he'd ever be able to walk away now, even if he wanted to. And he didn't want to.

He all but melted against the other as their lips met, his blissful sigh of relief getting lost into the kiss. Yes, this was what he wanted. What he needed. Alastor brought him to life again, made him feel again, and he was more certain than ever that he'd never be able to go back to the way things were - to a time before the Radio demon was in his life and reawakening things within him he thought lost forever. Not that he was in a place to admit such things aloud, of course. But he'd never been in the habit of lying to himself, and he wasn't about to start now.

When the kiss broke, however...his expression likely said what his voice would not. Eyes soft as they slowly blinked open, a gentle smile curling the corners of his lips as he leaned heavily against Alastor's chest, claws tracing idle patterns over his shoulders from where he'd been clinging to him throughout the kiss.

"...you...you can't protest that someone might see us....a-and then kiss me like that. You know I...I can't think straight when you do that. I'm s-starting to think you do it on purpose."

[alastors-radioshow]

Let me assign you an affection language

A knife called grief

You have left your house, you have left those people behind, but what are you going to do about the memories which have taken root in you? You can run but not without them. You want someone to sit with you on this cool marble floor while the sun burns everything. You want them to cut your rotten heart and theirs too. You want to sit with it in front of you, let them see you with all your flaws, which haven’t been your fault but you have been made to believe so, and you want them to love you anyways. Because you know you’d do that for them.

"... Merde."

Tagged by: @sinnerxroulette

Tagging: YOU!

[ahli-stuff]

I had SUCH an aroace moment yesterday and not to be corny but when it happened you could see the physical clicking in my brain with the multiple aroace alastor centric fics I read over the months

[the-al-pals]

Oh boy, he's excited to celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas (his FAVORITE holiday) with Alex!

Except no, he won't, because Alex is lying, but Cal doesn't know that.

( ment. @rradiio )

[top-shelf-tender]

Me: *vibrating*

Anyone: “…so who’s Viranna—?”

Me: “OH I’M SO GLAD YOU ASKED—”

[helluva-hazbins]

@girlishgiggle

"Mimzy~!"

[hcppyhotel]

❝ i never made love by lantern-shine i never saw rainbows in my wine but now that your lips are burning mine i'm beginning to see the light ~ ❞