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This is GORGEOUS!

Not gonna lie, I am eyeing the neon coloured ones this lady has in her store. It would be perfect to house the bluetooth speaker we have in our bathroom. These cathedrals are stunning and beautiful.

I'm kinda afraid of it getting damaged in overseas shipping, though. :(

P.S. don't believe a word of soot's keyboard. The fic series is equally gorgeous and you should absolutely go read that!

With a sigh, Lucifer returned to his rooms on the penthouse floor to while the day away tinkering with a new duck design. He paused in the doorway, catching a faint wisp of music curling around the room. 

On his fireplace mantle, dead center in the room, sat a stately cathedral radio. Unlike all the others in the hotel, this one had been painted a creamy white complete with gleaming gold grills and bright red knobs. Something classical, sweet and airy, played softly.

— A Taste Of The Divine by soot_and_salt

Hello and welcome to my further decent into insanity. There is someone on Etsy who makes absolutely stunning Hazbin cathedral radios. I asked if they would take a custom order and they were thrilled to do so. She was so incredible to work with. And now the Lucifer radio from my dumb fanfiction exists as a real actual object.

What a bewildering time to be alive.

The radio is 3D printed and hollow inside with a removable face plate. It is gorgeous. What am I doing with my life.

(Did I also sneak into the very fancy conference room at work to take these? Maybe.)

Seriously this is so fantastic!

The cathedral radio on his mantle switched on by itself again, barely taking any time to find what it was looking for. A hazy, melancholy song crept into the room. Gershwin again, of course. Lucifer suddenly couldn't take it. He stormed over to turn the cursed thing off but stopped dead in his tracks, mouth falling open in shock. 

Next to the radio sat his missing wedding ring. 

— Kiss My Name In Salt And Stone by soot_and_salt

I couldn't help myself. The second I had the idea I was running back to the fancy conference room in my office building. Really weird to see a scene from a fic just... exist like that in real life, huh...

😍 This is great! Now I want more of it!

pls soot wai u do tis??!

That was a tasty morsel.

Train of thought sketch featuring 📻🍎🥀🐥📺

*scratchy throat and feeling cold since saturday thumbs up*

feel better soon!

Oh no, I just thought of a really good title for a follow up to Fetch Quest

Fuck

Hey you! Yes you! YOU OVER THERE!

Who, meeeee?

Yes! You want to read this right the fuck now!

Alastor is an early bird, always has been and always will be. He wakes with the dawn to prepare breakfast, enjoying the private quiet hours to himself.

Lucifer, newly arrived at the hotel, is a night owl with horrific insomnia who watches cheesy old movies when he can't sleep.

In the soft, liminal moments before sunrise, a friendship is formed.

For the day one prompt of radioapple week 2024: late night/early morning

My week is a mess, so I didn't think I'd get to do anything for radioapple week, but I managed a soft little something anyway. It's just some fluff, which feels weird after my series with all the blood drinking and all, but sometimes fluff is just what you need. I'm not feeling well and I felt indulgent.

I bet you can get around arduous punishment like that if you just dye your hair in Hell.

...As long as you choose a different hairstylist than Alastor... 😂

I'm not an OC or a -sona kind of person but I can't stop thinking about how funny it would be if my hair was reversed in Hell. Right now my hair is black with a big white streak over one temple. But in Hell, to be fancy, what about white hair and black streak. Especially if it's punishment because I really like my black hair.

So yeah. Thoughts I have. Anyway. Back to writing.

Feel like getting hit with weapons grade humor?

Read this!

After a successful job from the Radio Demon, Vox comes knocking on IMP's door. You see, he has a little mission for them and enough money to make it worth Blitz's while.

How much trouble can two Pride Ring sinners get up to in Lust anyway?

Jazz Night at Ozzie's will never be the same. Neither will Blitz's nervous system.

(Or: The bewildering and unexpected sequel to my imps in IKEA fic, Fetch Quest!)

I low key love writing Blitz. He is a disaster. I only seem to be able to do it when I have a fever though.

I can't believe I wrote this.

Keepsake

I really like that headcannon of Alastor has Vox's original head somewhere like weirdo. He keeps it clean and in good shape. The crack on the screen came from the Hotel's destruction during their battle against the angels.

I have learned anything throughout the years: You can NEVER have enough crafting material.

Vallejo releasing a new line of colour shift acrylics for my little plastic models? YES PLEASE.

Revell bringing me yet another battleship model of my liking (even though I may never finish all the models I own, lol). DON'T MIND IF I DO.

Life is tough enough without having to also keep a lid on your hobbies (within reason, obviously)

❤

Me: I don't need more yarn

The yarn:

Me: ... okay you make a very convincing argument

Looking at you?!

Feeling called out be like.... 😂

*laughs in insecurities* nhe nhe nhe yea...

A really fun fic idea would be the juxtaposition of Vox and his cadre of yes men vs Alastor who is always telling him no. Feeding and destroying his ego, how one is so, so hollow when all he wants is one single soul in Hell to give him just one damn yes. How Alastor loves to be contrary and mean to him, how the yes men bear the brunt of that hurt. Vox, never fulfilled, always hungry, always searching for validation.

Why are you all looking at me

A really fun fic idea would be the juxtaposition of Vox and his cadre of yes men vs Alastor who is always telling him no. Feeding and destroying his ego, how one is so, so hollow when all he wants is one single soul in Hell to give him just one damn yes. How Alastor loves to be contrary and mean to him, how the yes men bear the brunt of that hurt. Vox, never fulfilled, always hungry, always searching for validation.

Why are you all looking at me

Midnight?! Don't you mean JUST PERFECT FOR PRE-WORK READIN SESH?! 😂

Low key, I gotta stop posting new fics at midnight. What am I doing with my life.

The block of marble could have become anything, potential writ in every mineral vein. Under any other chisel it may have been a work of art ready for a museum or garden, something lovely and harmless.

Any other hand could have turned the block into a myriad of useful things, any other hand could have created something and then simply walked away.

But this hand belonged to a sculpture named Alastor and he created an angel just to watch it fall.

(Or: Radioapple but make it Pygmalion)

Based on some absurdly lovely fanart I saw on Twitter, and thanks to a slow work day at my day job.

I have no idea what I'm doing.

pygmalion

What does the hotel know? Lucifer isn't sure but he's starting to suspect something might be going on. If only he could focus and figure it out.

Meanwhile, time spent trapped together in an elevator muddles the already confusing thing he has going on with Alastor, something both of them refuse to confront.

They may have to though, sooner or later. Something seems to be wrong with the Radio Demon and Lucifer isn't so sure blood will cure it this time.

(A continuation of my radioapple gothic horror/romance series)

The 5th installment of We Should've Been Enemies is here! I'm sorry it took me a month! I hope it was worth the wait.

And don't worry, the next few installments should come even faster.

Please let me know how you liked it, I'm so nervous.

I'm being silly but I can not draw but I doodle and I drew the best Alastor I will EVER draw while stuck in a work meeting and I'm rather gobsmacked at myself.

Look at this shit, I did that with a goddamn ballpoint pen on the back of a client statement. Fuck my entire life, I'll never draw that grinning freak this good ever again.

He's trying to fix the cracks.

I subscribe 100% to the HC that Alastor kept Vox's old head. They are fucked up about each other.

New installment woooo ^( ;....;)^

Lucifer's dreams start to careen out of control. They're suddenly too realistic, too vivid. Is he finally going mad or is the hotel trying to tell him something? Why is his radio suddenly so quiet?

As the mystery deepens, the other residents of the hotel begin to realize something feels off lately. How much influence does the hotel really have? Does it only have eyes for Lucifer and Alastor, or are the others suddenly also in its sights?

Now begins the tumble further into insanity, but at least they will fall together.

Won't they?

(A continuation of my radioapple gothic horror/romance series)

WSBE #6 is out! And hoo boy is there a lot going on in this one.

Onwards and upwards to WSBE #7!

Marvelous fic. Marvelous radio.

Gathering a fresh towel from the pile in the linen closet, Lucifer turned and opened the shower door. 

His cathedral radio stared back at him. It sat primly on one of the inset shelves, nestled next to his body wash and a small rubber ducky. He definitely hadn't moved it this time. 

With growing horror, Lucifer watched as it switched on, as it wavered between channels before the dial came to a stop. Music flooded the room, the jangle of a synthesizer, of electric guitar. When the fuck had the radios learned about the '80s? 

A voice began to sing, echoing in the resonance of tiled walls, and Lucifer felt dread pool in the spaces between his bones. 

I always feel like somebody's watching me

Tell me is it just a dream?  

Scene from the latest installment of We Should've Been Enemies; Forever Yours, Nocturnal Me.

I forgot to add this to the fic. I don't know if I will now after the fact, but I still had to share it somewhere. My custom Lucifer radio continues to bring me joy. Every time I'm writing WSBE and I mention it, I look at it on my shelf and marvel that it's real.

It was made by ShadowmeldShop on Etsy.

Thank you! ❤❤

You're really on to something with the AUs! It's true. I think a really big portion of the popular things are, in fact, AUs. Also: I think popular tropes are popular for a reason. I am also a sucker for those :3

That's really the beauty about fandom. There are so many ways to go about crafting a story inside of a world! And every single person goes about it in different ways. It's so cool!

Also: don't worry about getting cancelled 😂 Likes and dislikes are deeply subjective. Which is why I asked those two things together. It made sense!

I hope you have a lovely day!

Hmm S and T for the ask game, please :D

S: Any fandom tropes you can't resist?

T: Any fandom tropes you can't stand?

Thanks!

🖤🤍💜

HENCHY my DARLING

(Question from this list of fanfic author questions - come ask me more!)

S: Any fandom tropes you can't resist?

What a genuinely fantastic question. I feel so basic since I love the old tried and true stuff like enemies to lovers, fake dating, and only one bed, but I'm also immensely fond of a good AU. I think AUs are like the unsung heroes of fandom. Oh, you want to make the terrible Radio Demon a vampire? A ballroom dancer? A modern day podcaster? I am seated, I have popcorn and a soda, I am READY. I really, really love music AUs especially.

T: Any fandom tropes you can't stand?

Oh no, and here is where I get cancelled. I've never been a huge fan of fandom kids in fanfic, honestly. Unless it's done incredibly well, I genuinely tend to avoid those. But only for fandom created kids. I love stories with like a young Charlie in them. But giving Alastor and Lucifer a kid together? No, I'm good. I'm also not super into x reader stories, mostly because I'm deeply disinterested in myself being in the story. I don't make myself an OC or anything. I honestly never have. I'd rather observe than be a part of anything. I like that other people like them though!