✍️ Writer II She/her II Perpetually 29 II Hazbin Hotel fan,
Radioapple shipper 📻🍎
Check out my works on AO3/fancy_hat: Paradise City burns on schedule 🔥
So excited to share this! My Paradise City AO3 fic finally has a cover! 🥹🥳 Art by the amazing @blitzy-blitzwing! Please go show them some love! ❤️
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66800101/chapters/172379041
What to expect? Modern AU slow burn RadioApple with a little bit of tabletop rpg / pen-and-paper (DND!) and a lot of feelings™ (I mean it!).
Quote: Yes, this is also "that one fic with the flood" 🌆🎲🌊
Lucifer is running an ambitious urban project – Paradise City – that, naturally, turns into hell. Alastor's entrance into Lucifer's life certainly does NOT help.
Looking forward to your comments, and if you're writing / drawing RadioApple yourself, come say hi and let's discuss the next topic of our hyperfixation ❤️
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My dear ducklings - Please join me in cheering for this AMAZING portrait! ❤️🔥
I commissioned the wonderful Pinkstach to Hazbin-ify me, and I’m honestly obsessed with how it turned out. Look at the fancy, grumpy hat and THE LITTLE SNEK! 🎩✨🐍
If you’ve ever wanted to see your own Hellaverse alter ego, the HazbinMe project is still running. Go check it out!
Tagged by my lovelies @optimisticgrey and @missfortunetherogue 🫂
No pressure tags for @thoughts-of-bear @gortashsrighthand @elceewunjo @ewy-na @lizziemajestic @r3drozebud and everyone who hasn't done this yet (folks, if you're not fond of tag games, please let me know, so I don't spam your mentions!)
The quiz is here - as for my result, I take it as a great compliment...
"I chose you over my daughter. Do you have any idea-"
My dear ducklings, all the best for 2026! I hope the sun is shining your way soon, and that you have, or find, someone who calls you a stubborn idiot from time to time ❤️
I’m so incredibly thankful to have met you lovely people through the story of two old men being stubborn idiots and eventually falling in love. This Paradise City update is dedicated to YOU.
Please enjoy the beginning of the slow descent of the emotional rollercoaster. We’ll get to the fluff soon, I promise. I also made a big mistake aka. a deal. You’ll see for yourselves in future chapters.
Let me force some advice upon you: don’t make late-night deals. Ever.
~ fancy_hat ✨🎩
Summary:
Lucifer does his best to stay calm while waiting for the rescue mission to be completed. Will Pentious be able to save his daughter?
Instead of a happy family reunion, Lucifer’s thoughts are consumed by guilt and what-ifs.
After nearly drowning, Alastor clearly is out of his mind. Why else would he thank Lucifer and take his hand. Right?
Sneak Peak:
“You went back for me.” Alastor's voice is soft.
“I- Yeah, dumbass! Of course, I did! You stopped replying to my texts!“
“And that stunt with your ridiculous surfboard? You almost drowned. Both of us.”
There goes another punch to the gut. Lucifer needs no reminder.
“I know, okay? It was stupid! And I… I almost made Charlie watch us drown.”
Suddenly something touches Lucifer’s wrist. Alastor. He reaches out, slender fingers brushing against Lucifer’s skin. Dumbstruck Lucifer watches as the cold fingers wrap around his wrist and squeeze him once before letting go again. His heart does a flip, a very particular kind of heat suddenly warming his cheeks.
“It was unbelievably reckless, Lucifer.” A beat. “Thank you.”
Lucifer’s mouth opens, then closes. Time seems to slow for a moment, and yet his brain is unable to catch up. “What?”
Alastor gathers what little strength he has left before he speaks. Lucifer notices it by the careful breath, the deliberate pacing, as if every word has to be rationed.
“You saved my life,” Alastor says. His voice is hoarse but steady all the same. “I would not be here otherwise.”
My ducking duck.
For a second, Lucifer’s genuinely not sure he heard correctly. Baffled, he searches Alastor’s face for any signs of intoxication – Did I overdo it with the IV? – but all he finds are the harsh lines the sterile white light carves into his pale skin.
“I left her,” Lucifer says instead, because that thought keeps clawing at his heart ever since he left Charlie behind on the chandelier like a trapped bird. “I chose you over my daughter. Do you have any idea-”
“I don’t,” Alastor interrupts, voice gentle. “And I don’t pretend to. But I understand that it must have felt almost unbearable.”
Something brittle inside Lucifer gives way.
Nope, I won’t start crying again. Not now, and especially not when Alastor is clearly out of his mind.
Because what else could make Alastor apologise?
If it isn’t the IV, it’s the trauma of this whole near-death experience. Obviously.
i was scrolling through my procreate drafts (definitely not procrastinating hw...) and found this sketch from august-- oh summer and free time i miss you, but not as much as alastor is missing luci in this fic 💔
this thumbnail is based on @gotfancyhat's heartwrenching fic Where the Light Doesn't Reach, which re-reading after the finale fits SO well. lucifer can not be handling the stress well from the aftermath of becoming a battery, killing half the city, attacking heaven, and endangering his daughter 😭
i hc alastor would find entertainment in watching lucifer fall apart, but the alastor in this fic is much nicer! if ur a doomed radioapple fan, i highly recommend checking out fancyhat's fics :') (sorry this is so late btw!)
OMG, my darling ducklings! I had to share this immediately!!! This is SO beautiful 😭♥️
We were driving home for Christmas yesterday night, being stuck in traffic, and @yo-yuja art absolutely hit me right in the chest. Being trapped in a car while feeling this touched and excited earns you some very strange looks, let me tell you 😅
But will you take a look at this damn genius soft colouring paired with the stark linework?! It captures the mood perfectly! And I'm a total sucker for watercolour-ish effects, btw, so this hit double!
That scene is one of the darker chapters of my main fic Paradise City (AO3) and a stand-alone text, if you want to go check it out. I promise Al is coming to the rescue.
Fanart like this is such a gift! So please go and show yo-yuja and this amazing art some love! And also let all your other favourite artists, authors and creatives know you appreciate their work! One kind comment makes a whole day, and it's Christmas after all.
Wishing everyone a bit of light — and an Al to their Lucifer— when things get heavy ✨❤️
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My dear ducklings, behold this stunning WIP commission by swordandpen_art 😍🔥
This scene is part of my radioapple human AU, in which a depressed Lucifer runs Paradise City and plays tabletop RPGs (DND) with the murderously charming hotelier Alastor.
What are you looking at? Oh, just part of the final DND battle of their campaign run by Husk - featuring Satan as the big bad (dragon), Aasimar paladin Lucifer (yes, he's a snake! Polymorph, biaaaaches), and warlock Alastor.
Please show the amazing swordandpen_art some love ♥️ She's open for commissions and a pro with epic fantasy art!
You want to read this scene? You seriously want to read it, before it's featured in Paradise City? Despite the SPOILER warning? Fine, here you go. Don't say I didn't warn you! Enjoy!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/67017727
As for the commission: Stay tuned for the colours! Let's just say they are going to be AMAZING and ~gold✨~
So we’ve officially learned that Lucifer can’t kill or even hurt a sinner… And every Radioapple fan had the SAME neuron fire at once. Because in demonology, Alastor is literally known as Lucifer’s executioner. He is also the only sinner in Hell who can truly erase others. Very well…
Welcome to the Radioapple era of:
Lucifer: I can’t kill them…
Alastor: *leans in with a smile full of teeth* But I can do it for you, dear.
“I’ll hold you for as long as I can, Alastor,” Lucifer whispers, resting his forehead against the other man’s, their ragged breaths mingling in the thin space between their lips. “And if we drown, we’ll go down together.”
Like the two idiots we are.
My dear ducklings, with two amazing but most certainly emotionally taxing season 2 episodes coming up next week, let me provide you with the most dramatic chapter in this entire fic thus far! Plus, I promise that you're not hitting a mean cliffhanger. No, I put in an extra night, rewrote an entire scene to change the POV, and here you go!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66800101/chapters/193834866
Make sure to get that extra dose of Lucifer/Alastor/Radioapple fluff (see the amazing art featured under the "fluff week" tags, also some of my stand-alone texts) and take care, please!
Sending you all some ghost hugs and rubber ducks ~fancy ❤️🩹
Q. A. B. by jihnari and specifically this chapter of Walking Study in Demonology by ijustwanttodestroy are both great examples of the insane shit you can do on AO3
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HazbinHotelSeason2 AHHHHH!! Here, have some RadioApple "comfort" 🫣
As Rosie's district is swallowed by the flood, Alastor and Charlie find themselves trapped in the raging current. Lucifer sets out on a desperate rescue mission.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66800101/chapters/191840566#workskin
Please enjoy “I will never let you go, you idiot.” ❤️
Sneak peak:
Eyes locking, Charlie stretches out a trembling hand, desperate to reach him, loose strands plastered to her forehead by the damp.
“Hold on,” Lucifer murmurs, as he leans upwards, almost rising onto his toes as the board glides closer. He holds his breath, tears blurring his sight – and still, he smiles. Just like his wonderful, radiant, brave daughter.
For an instant, her fingertips brush his, soft, cool, soothing despite everything. The fleeting contact says what their unspoken words can’t. I’m here. Don’t let go.
Then, within the blink of an eye, the current mercilessly drags his board forward, breaking the fragile connection. The light beam jolts with the motion, slicing through the gloom, finally landing on the velvet main drape next to the former stage. And Lucifer’s breath hitches.
“ALASTOR!”
A surge of dread grips him. A million thoughts run wild, tearing at the seams of his sanity as he sees him, half-hidden behind the wet fabric. He’s clinging to it with both hands, if only barely, his face as pale as his soaked white shirt.
How didn’t I notice? Charlie’s wearing his coat…
“Alastor!”
No reply. With horror, Lucifer watches, as his head lolls to the side, eyes half-closed, body limp.
SHIT! He’s barely hanging on. Is he injured?
Lucifer’s mind races through possibilities like cards in a deck. He glances at Charlie again – pale, shaking, but conscious. Compared to Alastor, she looks as peachy as a pie. His pulse quickens until his breath comes in ragged bursts.
Is that hypothermia? Probably. If I don’t move fast, he’ll drown!
Lucifer forces the ice-cold panic clawing at him down, as he turns his gaze back up to Charlie.
Alastor does his best to keep Charlie safe as the water rises mercilessly. Will they manage to evacuate the old theatre in time?
When communication with Alastor cuts off, Lucifer can’t shake the feeling that something has gone terribly wrong.
TRIGGER WARNING: Flood catastrophe. Desperation. No on-screen deaths.
My dear ducklings! FINALLY! I’m so sorry for keeping you waiting this long - I completely overthought which subchapters to post together and got stuck in editing limbo... Your wonderful, encouraging comments finally got me unstuck! THANK YOU SO MUCH! You’re the best! ❤️
Bonus treat - it's almost Halloween, after all: The amazing Himitsu (@himitsu-png.bsky.social) is currently working on a commission depicting a scene from the next chapter. No spoilers, but let me just say - it’s going to SHATTER our hearts 💔🥹
So stay tuned, enjoy spooky season, and celebrate the start of HazbinHotel Season 2 with me! I can’t wait to chat about the latest chaos in canon Pentagram City as well as Paradise City!
Enjoy ~ fancy_hat 🎃🍭✨
Sneak peak:
Alastor looks up, and takes the impending doom surrounding the theatre in. The water below them churns like a hungry beast. The darkness presses in from all sides, rain hammering the windows with merciless rhythm. So many people still waiting for rescue – and who will be their hero? Charlotte? Not a chance. She’s giving it her all, but she’s been a shivering mess held together by nothing but sheer stubbornness for hours.
And yet, Lucifer must never find out she’s here.
Alastor’s grip on the phone tightens. It’s his duty to keep Lucifer away at all costs. Because if that man learns of his daughter’s whereabouts, he’ll forget all about saving the district and focus solely on rescuing her.
And we cannot have that, can we?
Even if, just for a moment, Alastor wishes he could be selfish enough to ask Lucifer to come. To stand beside him, to face the flood together. That radiant smile could lift everyone’s spirits, and make the darkness bearable within a single heartbeat. Lucifer likes to play the hero. He’d take the role with grandeur, even now, after hours of coordinating the largest evacuation Pentagram City has ever seen.
Alastor’s heart gives another painful flutter, and suddenly it’s hard to keep the grin in place. He can feel his lips trembling against his will.
Stop this stupidity at once! We’re not done yet!
But his body refuses to obey. He turns away sharply, and a single, choked gasp escapes before he can cover his faltering smile with a hand in a desperate attempt to maintain the façade.
Who allowed you to let your guard down?
Worse still, his hands are shaking, too, and yes, the cold has caught him. His legs ache beneath the soaked fabric, and his shoulders tense under the thin, clinging shirt.
I cannot afford this!
As the flood catastrophe unfolds, Alastor and Lucifer do their best to deal with it. Of course, they’re absolutely NOT flirting in the middle of a literal storm.
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Alastor steps fully into his overlord role, confronting a trembling newcomer about a shady deal. Instead of stopping him, Lucifer grabs popcorn. Turns out, righteous fury looks surprisingly good on Alastor.
Once again, THANK YOU for all the amazing exchanges! After two wild weeks I’m slowly catching up - always coming back to my inbox with the biggest smile 🥰 Looking forward to your thoughts on this one! I also hope you brought your rubber ducks and emotional support animals, the next chapter will stir up that lurking shadow 🌊
