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Charlie had chosen to attend Hazbin Community College, taking advantage of Lucifer's employee perk of free tuition, and they were supposed to spend her first ever fall break together. Instead, he'd been roped into flying halfway across the country to attend some dumb teaching conference with his asshole co-worker Alastor Boudreaux. Things couldn't possibly get any worse.
After finally realizing and admitting their feelings for each other, Alastor and Lucifer have agreed to begin courting, but as their relationship progresses, Alastor starts to worry if he'll be able to give Lucifer everything a partner is supposed to give.
It's a well established fact that Lucifer and Alastor do not get along, that should they be left unsupervised for too long one or both will end up bloodied and maimed. So what is Alastor supposed to think when the King keeps seeking him out, that he's not planning to get rid of him? Obviously he needs to prove his importance to the hotel and gain his trust before that can happen.
Blessed with the ability to see and feel the emotions of others, Lucifer has to master his neglected ability so he can help his daughter run the hotel. It wouldn't be so bad if Alastor wasn't constantly in a bad mood, that only grew worse by the day.
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Lucifer heals Alastor's wound fic.
Alastor met the others at the center of the arena, ears perking at the prospect of a four on one match.
“Feels like a hell of a lot of overkill,” Lucifer said, shooting him a look. “Pretty unfair odds?”
“You’re welcome to find a fifth if you’re so concerned,” Alastor replied as he examined his claws.
Lucifer’s eye twitched, his whip-like tail lashing. “Let’s just get this over with so I can teach Charlie and her team how a real pro plays.”
Charlie stepped between hem, brow pinched. “I really don’t think this is necessary. We need a Strategist and Alastor’s one of the best!”
“Says who?” Angel grumbled. “The Vees have been doin’ just fine without him.”
Alastor didn’t rise to the bait, instead signaling to Husk. The lights around them flashed, indicating the match was about to begin.
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When Alastor leaves the Vees and becomes the Hazbin’s Strategist, he expects some growing pains with the newer, dysfunctional team. The last thing he expects is for Lucifer Morningstar, the best player in the sport’s history, to come out of retirement and join too.
Until he winds up in a fake relationship with the man, that is.
Alastor's radio show gains traction since Adam's televised death. People want the newest gossip happening at Hazbin Hotel and the radio demon is happy to provide. Jealous of his success, Lucifer decides to sabotage one of his broadcasts, and he certainly gets the attention he wanted, but not exactly from the people he would have hoped.
After defeating Adam, Lucifer can't stop rubbing Alastor's defeat in his face. Their bickering continues as per usual until an important figure shows up, throwing a wrench in things. Lucifer must make a difficult choice, and Alastor can't help but use this opportunity to take the king of Hell down a path of revenge and destruction, only for his plan to blow up epically in his face.
“I got this!” Lucifer and Alastor snapped in unison. The star finally met the top of the tree in a bright and sparkling manner. The strings of Lucifer’s showy magic collided with the black and green hues of the beam coming from Alastor’s. As the two trails of magic hit, the star fell on top and glowed as bright as the blinding sun.
Charlie ducked as Vaggi shielded her with a wing.
Alastor quickly covered his eyes with his arm and Lucifer stumbled backward in surprise.
The light soon dissipated. The topper was neatly placed and shining with the same heavenly hue as before, only now, it started to rain down sparkles.
Lucifer had gone to bed that night earlier than usual.
Alastor had retreated to his room after the much too festive cheer dear Charlie was putting on.
Lucifer’s eyes widened when the face staring back at him in a crumbling vanity was NOT his own. Alastor had paused in horror once he met his reflection that belonged to the king of hell.
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Lucifer and Alastor swap bodies after accidentally clashing their magic while trying to handle a heavenly artifact for Christmas.
Their only way to revert it?
An act of true affection.
To be able to annoy the King of Hell freely and knowing that he couldn’t do a thing to stop Alastor, sounded very entertaining. What Alastor hadn’t considered with that particular plan was the magnetic pull the First Temptation would have on him. Nor did he consider he could possibly ever develop feelings for Lucifer. Or how he would almost lose everything trying to deny those same feelings.
Fortunately for this demon and his fallen angel, even in Hell, Christmas miracles can still happen.
"Yes, whatever. I've had an idea." Alastor raised an eyebrow, waiting for the King of Hell to elaborate with an impatient air about him.
"We do not tell a soul about this."
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Alastor and Lucifer have a secret relationship. No one knows about it; until they do. When Vox plans to expose their love, the feuding couple are forced to call on old friends, a few enemies and Lucifer's daughter to save their own necks.