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Most people didn't manifest the mark of their soulmate right away. Oh, sure, it happened – it had happened with Lucifer, before anyone had known what a soulmate even was, before anyone had realised such a thing was possible for angels – but it was pretty uncommon.
And it was absolutely possible for it to break – or fade. It was pretty unlikely on Earth, hardly ever happened during the span of a regular human life – but when the souls in question were immortal? Yeah, sometimes things changed. Relationships grew distant, love degraded. Once you'd experienced the bond fading – or worse, breaking? – no, most people were a little wary about throwing themselves into a new relationship.
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Lucifer has experienced having a soulmate. Alastor has never been interested in the concept. Something is dreadfully wrong, because Lucifer is seeing shadows move out of the corner of his eye - and Alastor's claws are glowing golden.
Shit.
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Vox had always known Alastor would be the type to go for 'cruel and unusual' punishment, and he should have figured that same logic would apply to the concept of revenge. He had tried to wipe the guy off the face of Hell, after all. It was hardly any argument that Vox was fully prepared to murder-suicide his way into that success, because he knew Alastor had never seen the merit in Vox's 'if I can't have you, nobody fucking should' argument.
Oh yes, he'd always known Alastor was a fucking psychopath. It was part of what made Vox's heart beat just that little bit faster, just being close to that level of insanity. Somebody who could not only match, but exceed his freak.
He probably should've said 'had made' his heart beat faster – given... you know. The whole 'head without a body' thing. Except Vox had a body. Or, to be more accurate, Alastor had Vox's body, which brought him around full circle to 'cruel and unusual punishment'.
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- Part 18 of RadioStatic One Shots
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Scratching Your Back Scratches Mine by MothballMilkshake
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
15 Feb 2026
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It started as a faint itch. A slight tickle between Alastor’s shoulder blades, the kind of irritation he could reach back and rub absently away with a careless scrape of his claws. It wasn’t anything particularly unusual; given the temperature of the realm they resided in, sweat was very nearly a given, and even somebody who’d been down here for almost a century could sometimes feel the heat.
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Alastor is experiencing what can only be phantom pain, because he certainly doesn't have anything between his shoulders that should be causing him issue. His lover, on the other hand...
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- Part 57 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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It was beautiful. The most perfect place Alastor could possibly imagine, and he doubted there was anything on Earth that could ever meet its splendour. He didn’t need to be told where he was, though he might venture to ask how he’d gotten here; but that question could wait, for he was too lost in admiring his surroundings.
The sky was a perfect cerulean blue, with pink tinging the horizon and strands of gold seemingly brushing over what few clouds marred its stunning expanse. Pleasantly white, puffy things, all of them sitting low enough that their undersides reflected the pink glow of the setting sun, and Alastor was only sorry he seemingly hadn’t arrived in time to see the sun itself.
It had been too long.
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- Part 56 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Lucifer didn't do anything by half-measures, and when he told Alastor he'd created their very own honeymoon suite at the manor, Alastor had expected something rather ostentatious. Unnecessarily grand, filled with everything a newly married couple could ever think they'd need and then realise were completely useless.
The fact Lucifer seemed to have added an entirely new wing to the manor, complete with motifs of apples and antlers – it genuinely moved something within him. Something that might still be tender and raw from the quaint little ceremony they'd shared, their exchange of vows done where only Charlie could see – and the girl had been sworn to silence, never to reveal the honesty she'd witnessed.
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The hardest part of the wedding is over - the ceremony itself. All that's left for the two of them is to indulge, to consumate their marriage as if they haven't been living in sin (hah!) for the entirety of their relationship.
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- Part 3 of They're Finally Getting Married!
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That #Hashtag Bitch by MothballMilkshake for PhoenixArising
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
24 Jan 2026
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Ha! You think you can actually block me, you old fuck? I could pull a better web design out of my dirty knickers!
It was the same kind of message he'd been getting for the past week. Always something about how old his interfaces looked, how unintuitive the designs of his social media platforms were. It wasn't like it even mattered, surely – people hardly used social media for anything more than looking up their favourite porn actor or visiting ValHub, so why should he care? Why should anyone care?
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Or: Vox's first time meeting Velvette.
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“Double bass,” Vox murmured into Alastor's ear, static darting over his waist where blue claws gripped him tight. Vox's signal was warm, soothing – but filled with a certain restless energy, his good mood buzzing against Alastor's skin.
Alastor nodded, prepared for the strum of strings when they joined the melody of the band as his steps followed Vox's. He was content to let the other man take the lead – for now. Particularly given the fact that Vox was keeping an eye on things for them, smoothing out Alastor's nerves before they even properly managed to twist themselves into a panic.
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Months after the events that saw Alastor's deal broken, Lilith brought low and his freedom secured, Alastor still has some things to deal with. It was bad enough when he couldn't stand to walk into an elevator - but to be afraid of live music? Something must be done.
Luckily, his clever Picture Box has been thinking up a solution.
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- Part 17 of RadioStatic One Shots
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Jump the Broom - Or Hide in Its Closet by MothballMilkshake
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
20 Jan 2026
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It's the day! The big day! Finally the big day of Lucifer's wedding, and he's... freaking out about it. What if Alastor doesn't show? What if he's changed his mind? All valid questions that could feasibly end up with him standing at the altar, humiliated and alone. He can't have his panic attack in his rooms, because people keep checking in on him, so he goes to the next best place - the hallway broom closet.
The problem is, it's already occupied. By a person who's taking up rather more of the space than he should rightly be entitled to.
Wait...
Is Alastor freaking out about their wedding?
Rude!
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- Part 2 of They're Finally Getting Married!
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Well Disguised Blessings by MothballMilkshake for floatycat
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
17 Jan 2026
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“It's so nice to see both fathers of the bride helping their young lady with dress shopping. Do you two need matching–”
A squeal of static drowned out a sudden wheeze from Lucifer, Alastor's cheeks flaming at the implication. Heat sparked in his chest and crept up the back of his neck, something behind his ribs twisting as Lucifer stuttered out a denial.
“Ha – me and – and him? Ha, no, I mean – no. We're just... just working together. For Charlie,” Lucifer finished up, his voice going a little weak as gold spread over his pale face. His gaze drifted over to where Charlie was trying on dresses, a tiny imp seamstress tugging and poking at her all the while.
“For Charlie,” Alastor echoed.
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Or: Lucifer and Alastor have to at least pretend to get along to help Charlie and Vaggi plan their wedding. Along the way, they discover hidden depths to each other that they might have preferred to remain ignorant of.
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- Part 55 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Hell was not known for its kindness. Torture was something one could purchase as easily as if it were a necessity, and some might argue that it was. There were all kinds of cruelties available for a sinner inclined towards seeking them out, but Alastor did not need to go in search of suffering.
That was something he could manage all on his own, his frustration mounting as his skin crawled, his nerves squirming under his skin in silent protest as he pulled away from Lucifer's touch.
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Or: Alastor's mind is perfectly fine with Lucifer touching him. His body, tonight, is not. They are at an impasse - unless they can figure out a solution. Or unless a certain shadowy imitation of Alastor can figure out a solution.
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- Part 54 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Something was dreadfully wrong.
Alastor’s heart thumped in his chest as he watched the muzzle of the gun flash, the bullet cracking from it in slow motion. He saw himself, his eyes catching the beam of the flashlight shining his way – and what was a hunter even doing out this late? At this time of year?
Everything was exactly as he remembered it. The gentle glow of fireflies buzzing in the air, scattering as that gun exploded in the night; the smell of mud and rotting vegetation, warm where moisture pooled in the hollows of tree trunks and his own footprints. He heard his own sharp intake of breath, saw himself freeze – and urged himself to move. To fling himself down into the mud and save his skin, because it had been less than a week since he’d secured his future in the afterlife, but he didn’t want that afterlife to start now.
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This isn't where Alastor is meant to be. This isn't what he wants to witness - not again. But how can he find his way out of the tangled thorns of his own worst nightmares?
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- Part 53 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Cherri might think Pentious is a loser, but there's no doubt about it - he's her loser.
So when he's got special allowance to visit Hell, and instead of planning a day of wild sex - and instead plans a trip out to the best, most expensive theme park the pride ring has to offer?
Well, how could any thrill-seeking girl say no?
This day is going to be bonza.
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A Cinnamon Storm in an Orange Teacup by MothballMilkshake
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
10 Jan 2026
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Demons in Hell don't get sick - it's a well known fact. So Alastor's exhaustion? Poor sleep. His sore throat? Overuse. His headache? Being forced to listen to his tenth lecture on how 'sharing is caring' in one day.
No - Demons don't get sick. Surely.
Young humans do, though, and when memories Alastor thought were long-since gone start resurfacing in his mind, maybe it's time to face the fact that his assumptions were wrong. That the remedies thrust upon him worked when his maman was the one insisting upon them - and they might work when Lucifer inflicts them on him now.
Alastor is going to get better, even if Lucifer has to pour the damn tea down his throat.
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- Part 52 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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For the last several decades, there has been one constant in Alastor's life: Vox's obsession with him. Oh, he mocks and teases and humiliates the man for it - he cast Vox aside like a worn out overcoat when he stepped too far over the line - but somewhere deep inside, Alastor needs Vox's attention just as much as Vox needs his approval.
It's a cyclical thing - and when Vox shows up to the hotel, focused on his own goals, Alastor is absolutely certain that the old, pathetic, obsessive Picture Box he once held a fondness for is still in there.
He just needs to draw him out.
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- Part 16 of RadioStatic One Shots
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Inside Every Demon is a Broken Soul by gaeriel_143, MothballMilkshake
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
04 Jan 2026
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A tale in two parts. A peaceful morning turned into the kind of storm that only the Radio Demon and the King of Hell could brew up together, and when things come to a head - when their insecurities get the better of them both - will they possibly be able to find some common ground?
Alastor - stubborn, egotistical, a man absolutely meant to be in the pride ring. So afraid of being perceived as weak that he would push Lucifer away.
Lucifer - terrified of messing this up, of repeating past mistakes. Unable to rein in his own temper when he needs to the most.
Perhaps two broken souls can shore each other up where it's needed.
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- Part 51 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Broken From the Start by MothballMilkshake for eternalscout
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
30 Dec 2025
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In the late 1920s, television was a bizarre new medium that only the richest of the rich could afford. The footage was grainy, difficult to watch, and extremely limited. That won't stop Vincent, who sees something in television that speaks to him of a brighter future, a spark that could set his career trajectory on a whole new path.
His first goal?
Recruiting some of the most popular radio personalities to lend their fame to his new project. He's young, ambitious, and absolutely certain that this local radio host from New Orleans will be head over heels for the idea as soon as he hears about it.
There's gonna be a new status quo soon - and Vincent plans to be on top.
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- Part 15 of RadioStatic One Shots
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Alastor's ears twisted and swivelled, following the sounds of Lucifer's movements. Every soft tread of his hooves was loud, even muffled as they were against the rug. His own breath was louder, his pulse worse still – trying to steal his attention, trying to make him lose track of where Lucifer was.
A thrill raced down his spine, his tail quivering against his wrists. Folded over one another, as though Lucifer wanted to mock him for his oft-adopted posture when walking about the hotel – but there was no mockery here. Lucifer had tied his wrists, his arms, all so Alastor couldn't touch. It didn't matter what pretty promises he made, the deals he offered – Lucifer had rejected them all.
So here he was. Kneeling on his haunches, stripped to his skin, arms bound behind his back – waiting.
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Or: If Alastor wants to experience Lucifer's wings, he needs to sit still, be good, and let Lucifer decide what he can handle.
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- Part 50 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Soak Both Ends of the Candle by MothballMilkshake for rosariabec
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
25 Dec 2025
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"I consider this relaxing,” Alastor said with a smug grin Lucifer's way. The other man was lounging on his ridiculous bed – the one Alastor had, much to his chagrin, discovered was fire-proof – fiddling absently with one of his many rubber ducks.
Lucifer hummed, like he thought Alastor's claim was something he had to consider – and couldn't be taken as simple fact.
“Nope. Right now, your back is sore – and don't try to deny it, because your static's been hissing at least two pitches higher than normal – and you just cut your thumb open on a screw. You didn't sleep properly last night, I've got your hoof-marks on my legs to prove it – and even if you enjoy working on your radios, you're definitely not relaxing,” Lucifer proclaimed.
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If Alastor won't take care of himself then Lucifer figures he'll just have to do it for him. Helping a tense Radio Demon into a bath and bed? Well, that's a sacrifice Lucifer guesses he's willing to make.
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- Part 49 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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Lucifer wasn't a sadistic person. Not really.
Okay, sure, he didn't see any kind of issue in letting Alastor go nuts on the latest coterie of assholes to attack the hotel, and maybe he even enjoyed watching how much fun Alastor was clearly having. Cackling and bellowing, picking sinners up like skittles and dropping them down his gullet – there was something nice about it. Maybe it was just that he liked seeing Alastor being so unabashedly himself.
His violent, psychopathic – sadistic – self.
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Alastor eats a sinner that gets him a little hot under the collar. Luckily, Lucifer is here to help! And his motives are pure generosity, yep.
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- Part 48 of AppleRadio ONE SHOTS
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How were you supposed to greet somebody who'd died and gone to Heaven?
And no, that wasn't a euphemism, more was the pity. Literally, this fuck had died – for her and everything – and actually gone to Heaven. The last thing he'd said to her was 'I love you' and 'remember me', and she'd barely exchanged a friendly word with him in their long years of turf wars.
They were good turf wars, though. Really got a girl's blood pumping, got her knickers all in a twist, if you get what Cherri was saying. Yeah, alright, she'd pounded one out after a good fight, but who the fuck hadn't? It wasn't like it ever meant anything.
At least – she hadn't thought it meant anything.
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Pentious is finally allowed down for a visit. He and Cherri have a lot of catching up to do, and some things just aren't the same anymore. They can fix that.