StorySoul
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“You tricked me–”
“I did no such thing, dumbass.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “I asked you for consent. Your own soul let mine in. You may have felt as unpleasant as trying to wrangle a cactus, but none of that whole sequence would have worked if you kicked me out.”
“Show me.” The words were out of his mouth without his consent, and he immediately cursed himself.
Lucifer blinked dumbly at him. “What?”
Too late to take it back. “Show me again. Turning me into that weapon.”
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A Soul Eater/Noragami Inspired AU in which the King of Hell can turn sinners into weapons, loosely following the events of Season 1 and 2 from Alastor's POV.
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21 Jul 2026
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"My dear, why the long face? I mean, this is what you wanted after all, to redeem sinners." Charlie was too tired to play the game of guessing if Alastor was genuine or not in his inquiries.
"Well, yeah." Charlie held the bottle in her hands, sloshing the liquid inside as she thought of her next words. "I'd like— I just want..."
"To keep them close?" Alastor supplied helpfully. It sounded sarcastic, but Charlie took it at face value as a genuine continuation of the conversation.
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21 Jul 2026
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What is a Little Violence Between Pals by pepper_parabellum
Fandom Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
20 Feb 2026
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Stories featuring Charlie and Alastor inflicting pain on one another (and sometimes on themselves), ranging from moderate to severe. Consensuality levels vary and so do reasons. From hurt/comfort to all hurt/no comfort. ‘No comfort’ is more likely to occur when Charlie’s yandere-ish side takes hold.
It’s not that deep, but it also is that deep.
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21 Jul 2026
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Alastor does not believe in safety.
Safety implies trust. Implies permanence. Implies that something in Hell can exist without teeth bared behind its smile.
Preparedness, however, is simple. It is leather reinforced at the ribs. Structured stitching beneath a pressed shirt and a pristine coat. It is a waist drawn tight enough to remind the body that it is still contained.
Every morning, before the smile is set in place and the microphone cane is retrieved from its stand, he fastens the belt.
It is insurance, not decorative or indulgent or vane. His Sin is not Envy, nor is it Lust.
Hell is opportunistic. Slights fester. Power shifts. Blades are conversational punctuation.
He has learned — quite thoroughly — that comfort invites curiosity, and curiosity invites violence.
So he doesn't let himself relax and give in to comfort.
And eventually, those at the Hotel notice.
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20 Jul 2026
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Lucifer is not sure about where it all went wrong.
Alastor has always been different from most Omegas during heats. He had different needs than most of them, which Lucifer would never deny him. He would have burned the world to ensure Alastor was comfortable.
Yet, how was he supposed to react when Alastor banned him from his nest and screamed at him not to come back until he had his fawn?
They don’t even have children!
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20 Jul 2026