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#rei suwa#you beautiful tragic motherfucker#the end of episode 11 is kiiiiilllllliiiing me#he just wants so badly to be her daddy#ever since ep 1 he's just been searching for some sort of emotional bond to give his life meaning#it's why he picked up the stray#it's why he didn't fight Kazuki when he brought Miri home#he is so desperate for a family#he let a complete stranger move in and take over his life#we're gonna be Miri's fathers#definition of 'if he wanted to he would'#get you a man who will give up being an assassin to raise an orphan with you#this goes for Rei Suwa as well as Kazuki Kurusu and Loid Forger#new type unlocked apparently#i don't even want kids but i love accidental father figures i guess#kazuki kurusu#buddy daddies#my last remaining brain cell
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who else suffers multiple organ failure whenever this little dude comes to mind
#bsd fanart#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bsd dazai#dazai osamu#the day i picked up dazai#bsd spoilers#“why does he have a briefcase” i thought it'd be cute. be quiet#candied art
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what is i killed myself :D
#i need therapy#bsd dazai#bungou stray dogs#the day i picked up dazai#WHY ASAGIRI#HE WAS A CHILD#what is WITH asagiri and traumatizing children#now im scared to read the day i picked up dazai#he looks terrified
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Ok so apparently Bruce having romantic relationships with civilians are a no go but what about a relationship with a civilian child? Would does parenthood look like when the kid isn’t a part of the family business? Jason thought being benched meant being rejected as Bruce’s child, and while that wasn’t true it’s not like he had no reason to feel that way. Post-crisis Jason is invited into Bruce’s life by Batman, under the premise of being Robin, which kinda sets the tone for their relationship. Anyways give that man a baby I’m tryna see something
#GAURDS! IMPREGNATE THAT MAN#woah who said that#doesn’t need to be a baby it could just be a normie civilian kid#Bruce Wayne#Batman#dc#I know some people don’t like the ‘Bruce just picks Jason off the street like a stray cat’ thing but to me it makes Jason’s reaction to#being benched and his later actions make so much sense. Post crisis Jason does not see a difference between Batman the hero and Bruce Wayne#his father. Which is why he expects a father’s vengeance from Batman because Batman is his dad. He picked up Jason IN THE COWL#Jason Todd#it can go in the Jason tag too I guess
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Alon the Stray Hound
I redesigned my Touchstarved Hound!MC to have more of a showman-y vibe, since they’re a magician. Do you believe in the heart of the cards?
Pronouns: Usually uses She/They, but they’re honestly fine with any pronouns
Birthday: November 30
Height: 4’11 / 150cm
Personality: So a bleeding heart, unwarranted hero complex, and astounding immaturity walk into the Wick and see that their good friends, dignity and self-preservation couldn’t make it…
Likes: Street food, dancing, rowdy taverns, making friends, pranks, adventure
Dislikes: Rules, rich people, rainy days, boredom, bullies
Fatal flaw: Would turn her self-destruction into a joke, but hey, at least it’d make for a decent stand-up routine in hell
Other: She has a terrible singing voice that was once mistakenly reported as a Soulless attack — by the end of the song, the neighbours probably preferred a Soulless attack.
Quote: “Look, buddy, I’m no stranger to failure — ideally, you don’t, but if you do, best to have fun with it, yeah?”
More about them below:
Alon is cheerful, mischievous, and outgoing. They love to make new friends wherever they are.
She’s restless, never stays in one place, and fidgets a lot, so she practised sleight of hand from a young age. It came in handy haha for thieving, but they’ve also become quite good at street magic. It’s not the real thing, of course, but it opens up busking as an option to earn coin (and get close enough to unsuspecting rich folks’ pockets in the process)
They specialize in street magic, which combines close-up, stage, and platform magic. They also do escapology (good at picking locks and getting out of sticky situations) and comedy magic (they don't shut up).
She has a lucky deck of cards that she usually shuffles and fidgets with.
As a trickster and magician, she tends to use tricks, jokes, and the unexpected in confrontations. They’re hard to catch, easy to miss—
Her fighting style is summarized by that one clip with RDJ as Sherlock where he keeps discombobulating his opponent (give or take ten hours).
Unlike my other MCs, Alon has no specific reservations about Monsters. It’s kind of hard to when you’ve been threatened, abused, and betrayed by humans your entire life. Like, at that point, what worse could a Monster do to you? Anything they try, you guarantee a non-Monster already attempted.
100% the kind of person to, at someone pointing a knife at them, go, “Well. This night just took a sharp turn.” or “What’re you gonna do, stab me? …Damn, they actually stabbed me.” *surprised pikachu face*
They have a knack for breaking into places they shouldn’t be, like a persistent raccoon that keeps finding its way into your trash or attic. Back with their old crew, she was usually the one who could squeeze into the tight spaces as the smallest thief. So yeah, the Senobium being locked to outsiders is a bit of a hiccup in her plans, but they’re not deterred.
You’d think Alon would be more reserved and distant because of their curse, but they’re actually a very physically affectionate person
Not to say they’re not cautious about it — she always keeps their hands bandaged or covered — she’s just found ways to give people physical affection without the use of her hands. They’d jokingly bump shoulders with someone. They’d lean on someone to physically comfort them. They nuzzle their head against their loved ones.
She doesn’t usually let strangers initiate physical contact, not necessarily because she’s uncomfortable with it, it’s usually for their own safety. Strangers don’t know them well enough to know her hands are off-limits. But if she’s known you for a while, she welcomes the physical exchanges.
They distance themself in their own ways. She hides pain or discomfort with jokes and charm. Good luck getting them to be serious about something she absolutely does not want to address.
Like their old crew’s betrayal. Some of them, they’ve known since they were a kid. They grew up together. And yet, when it came down to it, she wasn’t worth more to them than a fat purse of coin. “At least it was a fat purse of coin. Anything less and damn, they’d have really hurt my feelings!”
Direct questions about their cursed hands usually lead to jokes and misdirection, I wonder if you caught that, by the way:
“Want to tell me what’s up with the bandages?” “What bandages?” “Okay.”
“Pffft, you believe hands are real?”
“You’re looking at the aftermath of a super embarrassing tattoo I got one night while drunk as shit. Highly recommend the artist, though. Y'heard of Rahim?”
“Important piece of cooking advice, don’t put out grease fires with water! …Oh, that has nothing to do with my bandages, it’s just a good tip to remember.”
“I’m saving them for marriage.”
“Bad case of halitosis.” “That’s an oral condition.” “…Real bad case.”
Aside from that, she’s rather open and wears their heart on their sleeve for any potential new friend.
Eridia is a new beginning, a new world far away from the walls she's always known. It's supposed to be all she's ever wanted, but beyond the excitement of a new adventure, she feels so alone it's almost paralyzing.
They go back to the dream they've had since childhood, they go back to focusing on finding a cure, and they keep moving forward because if they stop for even a second for the grief and loneliness to catch up to them, they don't know if they'll survive it.
Her zodiac sign is Sagittarius
MBTI is ENFP
Enneagram is 7w6
I also updated their character playlist. I associate her with more energetic music, like electro swing, songs that you could hear someone running away from the guards to:
“Monsoon Nights” by Sekai no Owari
“One Jump Ahead” by Brad Kane
“All Star” by Smashmouth
“The Hand that Feeds” by The Crave Wives
“To Noise Making (Sing)” by Hozier
“Curses” by The Crane Wives
“Tears of a Clown” by Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
“Don’t Stop Me Now” by Queen
“Good Life” by OneRepublic
“Lost Boy” by Ruth B
“On Top of the World” by Greek Fire
“Good Riddance” Cover by Annapantsu ft. IdrysLTS
"Tavern Crawl" by Runesmith, JoCat, Annapantsu and friends
Okay, I have, like, a vision. Alon is giving a tour through Eridia’s best spots. The first tavern is the Senobium’s gates. The second is Elyon's brothel (mostly because of the singer being unable to pay and how fitting “Rail-Away” is for a brothel). The third is the Seaspring (“Don’t be surprised by what lurks on inside and really, don’t fight it. Believe me, I tried.” to describe our pal Ocudeus). The last one is the Wet Wick and it’s their favourite because it’s got the Bloodhounds, always ready for a show (“This tavern’s my favourite, it’s got its own band, and they’re always more than happy to lend me a hand!”)
Here’s their new full character design!
I changed it from the original, which had a more swashbuckling pirate feel, since I wanted to incorporate more of the magician and performer aspects of Alon into their design. …It’s giving Wonka, lowkey. I did consider giving them a top hat but…yeah. XD
As with my other MCs, I incorporated their backstory symbol into their design. In Luneth, the Unnamed symbol is in her bodice. In Jin, the Alchemist symbol is in his medallion and spellbook. In Alon, the Hound symbol is in their cards.
I also tried to include the specific shapes of each backstory symbol in each MC so Jin’s design has a bunch of circles, Luneth’s has diamonds, and Alon has several triangles.
Here are the bios of my other Touchstarved MCs:
Luneth the Reluctant Unnamed
Jin the Abandoned Alchemist
#touchstarved#red spring studio#touchstarved game#touchstarved oc#touchstarved hound#alon the hound#alon the stray hound#my oc#my original character#character bio#character profile#traditional art#my art#if we assume that all my touchstarved mcs' clothes were given to them by kuras#we can tell who his favourite and least favourite is XD#alon's the only mc of mine who didn't listen to him in the demo and tried to get up immediately after he told them not to#I originally assigned them as my fail run mc so I can pick all the funny choices even if they're the wrong ones#it's why I make all the jokes like they have negative rizz and they're speedrunning toward vere's bad end#but then I liked the potential for them with mhin and I'm going to try really hard to get a good ending so#joke's on me I guess
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Man this pacing…the Soukoku plan STILL wasn’t revealed….will look forward to another month of people saying there’s a chance Dazai didn’t know Chuuya was a vampire or that he found out later on….sigh
#soukoku#bsd skk#skk#bungou stray dogs#I also saw someone say Chuuya might not show up with Dazai bc he went to get sigma 💀#why do you guys want the anime to have gone rogue so bad#do you guys really think asagiri just let them do whatever??#begging for the manga to pick up the pace#we haven’t even gotten to Fukuzawa and Fukuchi’s backstory which I’m sure will take at least three months#bc I have no hope
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the things that live in my head rent free;
#i contribute#doodle#alexander anderson#hellsing iscariot#heinkel wolfe#yumie takagi#hellsing#---#i love drawing yumie#feral nun <3 <3#also can't get over anderson's cat like design#between the eyes and his smirk#this is why i hc anderson as a cat person#he picks up strays#and smirks like the smug knife cat#also he follows the “i won't give a damn about your requests unless its in my intrest” rule of a feline#irl note- my cat is jealous and is trying to hold my hand to prevent me from posting#i guess this is last post for a bit#i have to praise the feline
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Fred Jones - All American Rich Boy!
#I do NOT like modern interpretations of Fred as the 'dumb jock' archetype#I /know/ that Daphne is canonically the richest but I don't like that either - maybe its my 2020 vision but Fred LOOKS the preppiest/richest#Daphne does not read as rich to me#Fred has money to buy materials for all his traps and to get very into something so obscure#his dad thought maybe it'd make him get into hunting but no....no hunting for Freddy boy - just catching no-gooders#Fred is the leader and he's not cool at all (Daphne is cool)#but he CARES!!#Fred is the only member of the gang who'd never say fuck and he pretends he doesn't think its shocking when they do but he does#Fred's personality has no modern equivalent to me he is firmly just what 50's adults thought a Good Kid was like and people think he is VERY#weird and don't like him because of it (except for adults and old ladies and stray animals and babies)#He's not bragging in that speech bubble btw he's explaining why it's fine that the mystery machine broke down (bc Velma's freaking out about#how to pay him back for it and what his dad's gonna think)#Fred: Dad can I borrow that old van?#His Dad: Sure son! Sooo...you got anyone in particular you're taking for a ride~?#Fred: (not picking up on the machoman vibes but thinks he is) A few someones in fact~!#His Dad: THAT'S my boy! -thumps his back-#Fred Jones#Fred Jones art#scooby doo#scooby doo art#little known fact about me is that I love the original scooby doo and that's all#I love you bad animation I love you muted color palette I love you disconcerting laugh track#Also out of all of them Shaggy is the jock - he's a runner he's a track star
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Sigh
No. They are not dead.
No. They are not gonna be unconscious forever.
They are all okay, just asleep. They’ll come back.
#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bsd s5 ep11#sigma#bsd sigma#chuuya nakahara#bsd chuuya#dazai osamu#bsd dazai#the last episode was so good *0*#I feel all this Meeks of joy-sadness-depression-confusion-worry#dazaaaaiii…why you didn’t pick up sigma????#No seriously why?#I don’t even know if I wanna lecture this man or just yell at him#hope sigma will be okay#at least Chuuya came back and he was as beautiful as always
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you know.. Dazai wasn't the first subordinate Mori pushed to join the agency..
#knowing why mori killed the last boss AND his time in the military AND beast#it doesn't make sense that he would pick up yosano to repeat his mistakes#sure he's still hung up on it#because it was considered great at the time#enough that it could have been considered a secret weapon to be locked away#but what does asigiri do with characters that are considered threats to society by a government?#he puts them where the government cant get them#ie the ada pm etc#the cannibalism arc and pre-vampire arc show us that mori and fukuzawa are aware that yosano is fed up with mori#its also interesting because when yosano and mori meet again they talk about the war#which gives me the feeling that they haven't really seen each other passed when mori broke her out#who the hell do you think could have tipped ranpo off that the break out was happening or that yosano even existed#okay im done#bsd#bungo sd#bungou stray dogs#my archive
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Ok no but have you ever wondered about this
Fukuzawa canonically loves cats. He has many cats. So it is not unlikely that one day he fails to show up to a “super important meeting” and they call him up and it’s just
Fukuzawa: yeah sorry I can’t make it today my cat… decided to give birth-
Mori: You can’t ju–
Fukuzawa: …on me
Mori: oh. [long pause] Um,,, understandable. Uh… congratulations?
#it was supposed to be a date x#it would be so funny lol#they should make that into like a crack end of episode post credit scene#that would be funny methinks#No because this actually happened to me I didn’t show up to work cos my cat decided to give birth there and then she wouldn’t let me leave#her alone even for a second lol poor baby. I didn’t leave her side till all the babies were out and also didn’t go anywhere till the kittens#opened their eyes. I was just tending to my sweet beautiful creature lol#can imagine him doing the same#bonus points if it’s Ranpo who picks up he’s like ‘dad’s busy’ ‘what why’ ‘cat’s giving birth on him’ “’w– ON him#‘yeah…’ “RANPO?’’ “oh gotta go byeee’’ and he hangs up leaving the person on the other end (likely mori) very confused#just. comedy lol#.txt#bungou stray dogs#bsd fukuzawa#zskk
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Regardless of your feelings on any events regarding Technoblade, Phil is Not the CEO of Technoblade. Please. do not bother him.
#vwoop.noises#About Anything.#this feels like it should b tagged but its not abt this.#i do not know where i picked up the phrase ceo of tchno but back when he was fighting and Now Even More So#just. leave him be. ive seen some things. im chronically online.#why would you even consider this. please think for two seconds#like it isnt about this. it really isn't. i just saw a couple of stray posts and went into a rage
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Someone's a bit territorial today~ Handed the cat Hittou-san today and he seemed a bit uninterested this time around... Tried to take Hit back and I got swatted about five times. Safe to say that meant he was still interested. Sometimes the cat can get a bit defensive with his claws, so I was relieved that Hit didn't get caught in any crossfire- my sewing knowledge is a bit rusty nor would I have any purple thread handy in the event of that.
#dragon ball#dragon ball super#irl stuff#hit#plushies#plushie hit#Don't know why but I could kinda see Hit as a cat person#But if he lives on that rainy planet like I headcanon stray shelter kitties would have to be verrry lost#He wouldnt be one to keep one or buy anything designer but he'd feed a stray#On the other hand Frost would be absolutely distrusting of a cat#Despite the fact that in many regards he is in a stray alleycat in his soul#As much as itd be cute for him to have his own little equivalent to Sardine#Totally not because Never Ever Getting Rid Of Me from Waitress is a vibe song for redemption arc-less yandere clingy Frabba for me#Yes hyper specific scenario I know#Essentially Cabba cant date a villain but Frost is still clingy but he's not changing his stripes#To be fair Frost would be more the type to pick up a scorpion and ask Can we keep it?#With the needles and the living on the lam this is a real gutter scorpion kinnie moment for him#Whoever reads the tags is in for a treat today I went off
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Y’know, I think chuuya watched atla once and went “hey I could do that” and just ran with it
#thats why he does the rock thing#where he just picks up the ground#bsd chuuya#bsd#bungo stray dogs#idk man I was just having Thoughts(tm)#(ps atla is one of my favorite shows ever and everyone should watch it)#(pps my friend say the blue people are better and they are extremely wrong)#<3
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protective ex-husband!simon, implied violence/break-in
“i know! and that’s when i told her-“ you paused, your hand halfway to the keys at the bottom of your purse. your apartment door was open, a menacing sliver of darkness awaiting you. “hey, i’m going to have to call you back.” you ended the call with your friend, slowly backing away from your door. shit. you knew you locked the door when you left for work, and no one else had a copy of your key. a creeping sensation came over you, like someone was watching from within. slowly, you retreated, taking the elevator down to your apartment’s lobby as the anxiety crawled through your body. you wracked your brain, wondering if you should call the police. wondering if they would even believe you. there was only one call to make.
“come on, pick up.” you tapped your foot impatiently as your ex husband took forever to answer the phone. it was all you could do to not think about your home being violated, about a potential stalker or date gone wrong.
“‘ello?”
“si- simon, it’s me.”
“i know, lovie. that’s why i picked up.” you let out a quiet sob of relief at his voice, the bottle on your emotions starting to leak.
“what’s wrong?” his voice changed, immediately hearing your silent tears. he could always read you too well. “i don’t want to bother you but” you hiccupped. shit. “but my apartment door was open and i’m pretty sure i closed it, i usually do. i don’t know if im being silly but now im in the lobby and im just scared, simon.” there was a fumbling sound, the echoes of simon zipping up his jacket and pulling on his shoes.
“go to that cafe across the street, dove. go get yourself one of those overpriced hot chocolates. i’ll be there in 15.”
9 minutes later, your shaking hands were tapping random patterns on the cafe table, unable to raise your drink to your mouth without spilling it. your eyes were locked onto the wood grain, counting lines to distract yourself.
suddenly, a gloved hand covered yours. you looked up and there he was, your ghost in all his glory. you forgot everything for a second, forgot the past arguments and the strained silences, and flung yourself into his arms. you breathed in his comforting scent of pinewood that masked his cigarettes, a cologne you got him four years ago for christmas. your face was wet, and as he pulled you back to check you for injuries, his thumb brushed a stray tear away from your face. you didn’t even realize you were crying.
“‘s okay, baby. i’m here now. give me your keys.” you fumbled for your keys, purse strap sliding off your shoulder as your hands shook too much to keep it balanced. simon caught it gracefully, finding your keys in the same pocket you always kept them. “stay here. i’ll be back.” you nodded instinctively. only when you saw his figure retreat to your apartment building, clothed in all black like a figure of death, you realized you hadn’t told him your new apartment number.
twenty minutes passed. simon’s presence had worked like medicine as your heart rate has now dropped back down to normal, your hands stable enough to finish your drink. any other person would be worried for simon’s safety, but you knew the only person you should be concerned for was your intruder.
“you’re stayin’ with me tonight.” he was back, looking exactly the same. he wasn’t even winded. “thank you simon, but don’t be ridiculous. i can get a hotel. you live so far from my work anyways.” he approached you, crowding into your space as he leaned over you, even with a cafe table in between. “consider it payment then.” he tilted your chin up with his left hand as he hid his other one, covered with blood, in his pocket. “one way or another, you’re in my bed tonight, dove.” you gulped at that. “and i’ve got riley in the car. you wouldn’t abandon him, would you?” of course he had gotten your cat when he checked out your apartment. riley hated men, but never simon. cheeky bastard.
“you win.”
fast forward a couple of hours and you were getting ready for bed at simon’s, belly full from the meal he had made you. riley made himself at home on the living room couch, of course. “he’s in my spot.” you gestured to your cat on the couch. “wha’ d’ya mean?” your husband simon was now in sweats and sweats only, clean from the shower he had after you both got home back to his place. you pretended not to see him methodically wash blood out of his fingernails, reasoning quite easily with yourself that it was for a good cause.
“my couch for tonight.” simon moved toward you and you avoided his eyes, trying not to stare at how beautiful he still was. muscular but thick, torso adorned with scars you used to trace on sunday mornings when you both stayed in bed until the afternoon. he gripped your chin, forcing you to make eye contact. “told’ya you were in my bed tonight, dovie.” you swallowed and he watched your throat move, memories of you swallowing something else countless times rising to the surface.
“don’t be silly, simon. that would cross a line.”
“what line?” his arms were crossed now, drawing your attention to an unfamiliar tattoo right above his heart. a small dove.
“we’re not together anymore, simon.”
“you’re still my wife.”
silence. he was always like this, pushing you until you broke. he was unwilling to compromise, even on the smallest of issues. usually you’d fight him, spit fire until you lost your voice. tonight though, you were reminded of how he was the only person you were able to call, the only one committing dark sins without asking, all for your safety. instead, you threw your hands up and walked into his bedroom, mechanically stripping as you put on one of his shirts and a pair of boxers. you felt his eyes on you, burning a hole through the fabric. you were tired, so tired of this push and pull.
“what.” you whipped around, all venom. his eyes were impossibly soft, holding yours with a peaceful caress. “you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you.” your fire went out at that. “you’re just trying to get me naked.” you mumbled, looking down as you fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. you watched as his body came into view, pressing your forehead against his bare skin.
“could see you in a thousand layers and you’d still be the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen, dove.” ever so slowly, your hands crept up his body to grab his shoulders and neck. he picked you up with ease, turning the lights off and tucking you both in bed. “when did you get the tattoo?” you asked in the dark.
“3 months and 12 days ago.” what would have been your 3rd year of marriage, your anniversary. you lowered your head and gave him a kiss right where the tattoo was. “can we talk about it in the morning?” you snuggled into him, that familiar scent calming you once again. “always, dove.” he kissed your forehead, smiling in the dark.
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idk why im obsessed with the break-in and simon to the rescue trope but its fueling me lately
#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#simon riley smut#simon riley wife#ghost call of duty#tornadothoughts#ex husband ghost#fluff
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I'd Fight The Devil
Alastor x fem! reader
Background: (Y/N) is the elder Morningstar, and wants to fix her relationship with her dad. But her dad hates her boyfriend.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 - Finale
Allusions to sex, actual sex, angel being angel, and cannibalism
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Angel spit out his drink, "You're with Alastor?!"
"Yeah, thoughts?"
"And prayers, girl," Angel could never imagine a sweet girl like (Y/N) getting it on with the Radio Demon himself.
But everyone has their kinks, he supposed.
Alastor manifested behind her, and she immediately felt his presence. Pressing herself against him, he leaned into her warmth and kept his arms around her shoulders.
"How was your day, mon amour?"
"It'll be even better," She trailed off, turning around to face him, "when we meet my dad for dinner."
Silence.
And not even radio silence.
"Not to be rash, but I'm sure your father would sooner see my head on a pike than on my body," Alastor adored the fact that she was mending their bond, even more so when Lucifer makes the effort.
But announcing their relationship to him?
He could see it ending in flames.
"I know you two don't get along, but I thought a nice dinner might smooth things over."
"And if he disapproves of us?" He lifted her head upwards with his finger, bemused as to what her answer may be.
"Then he'll have to get used to it," (Y/N) replied, sending a shiver of excitement up his spine.
Only a feeling that the she-devil he was utterly obsessed with could provide.
"Ugh, can you guys go fuck somewhere else?" Angel said, "or at all? I can't imagine going a lifetime without dick."
Alastors eye twitch, "now that's our business, isn't it?"
"Okay, okay," Charlie spoke up, "you guys go get ready."
Charlie couldn't help but notice the change in Alastor. It had only been a few months, but being in her sisters presence alone has made him kind. Sure, the both of them would skin someone alive over an insult, but Alastor would rip out his own eyes if (Y/N) asked.
A perfect match.
(Y/N) dawned a black dress with a pearl necklace that Alastor bought for her. Well, she thinks he bought it but he actually stole it off of a fresh kill.
How sweet.
"Pumpkin! Oh look at you! You're as radiant as ever!" Lucifer fawned over his daughter as they made it to the restaurant, making it a point to ignore the red demon behind her.
"Catching strays?" Lucifer gestured to him.
"Lovely to see you again," Alastor retorted.
"Dad, why don't we go inside? And Alastor will be joining us," now, Lucifer didn't forget what he said. He recognized that the fearsome deer demon had the intention of claiming Princess (Y/N) as his own, but did his daughter return such feelings?
Honestly, Lucifer feared that.
Not it being Alastor persay, but his little girls being hurt.
He knew how awful it felt to go through the divorce with Lilith, and then her disappearance.
He didn't ever want his daughters to feel that way.
"So, Alastor, what do you do again?"
"I have a radio broadcast. Your daughter has actually helped me repair the studio after the attack," He laid his land on hers.
And Lucifer picked up Alastors hand.
And placed it away from hers.
"Uh, dad-"
"Look, if you two are fucking, don't tell me."
"Dad!" Her face burned red, "we aren't-that's not. . .I love Alastor, and he loves me. I want you to accept us both."
"Love? Whoa, whoa, whoa! Pumpkin, I don't think-"
"I'm not a little kid," She interrupted, "I'm a grown woman, and I'm able to make my own decisions. I want to be with Alastor because I love him. You may not think I know what love is, but I know it's what I feel with Alastor."
That's when he saw it.
That look.
Whilst (Y/N) was defending herself, defending their love, Alastor looked at her. Only her. And it was like he was staring at the nebula itself, seeing all its beauty in the Heir of Hell. His smile faltered, closing his mouth, and his eyes softened.
It's the same look that he used to give Lilith.
"If I ever hear that you've made her cry, or even laid a single hand upon her," Lucifer stared him down, "I'll make you disappear."
"A man true to his word. Looks like we have something in common," Alastor agreed, his hand back on hers. She gave him a smile, one that reminded him of Lilith.
The rest of dinner went off without any incidents. The small jab here and there, but no one died, and no one was stabbed. Lucifer learned more about his daughters business and how she lit up talking about it.
"You hardly ate, Alastor. Is something wrong?" (Y/N) asked when her father went to the restroom.
"Oh no, my dear. Just hungry for something else, is all," His eyes raked up her form, earning a cough from the she-devil.
Honestly, she didn't know where he was on his spectrum. She was fine never even being intimate, so long as he was happy, but this spark in his eyes lit a fire within her.
"O-oh. . .are you sure?" Believe it or not, (Y/N) had only had sex twice and both times she'd call it lackluster.
"I don't want you to force yourself if you don't want to," oh how innocent she was. Honestly, Alastor assumed he was aroace before he met the she-devil. Her ferocity - her chaos in fights, her genuine kindness, and her soul - itself brought out that spark.
There are moments where the carnal desire needs to be satisfied.
"Mon cher, I'd never ask if I didn't mean it."
That look, it made her softly gasp.
"Alast-"
"Ew."
Right.
Lucifer.
He showed up from his restroom break and found the pair giving eachother "fuck me" eyes.
"Could I eat my dinner without you groping my child?" Lucifer hissed, despite Alastor only touching her hand.
He blinked, thinking how he's never even groped a woman.
"Maybe."
Sick bastard.
_ _ _ ☆ _ _ _
"Fuck! Alastor!"
(Y/N) had never cum before, so Alastor being her first to ever do so and smiling away at her quivering legs made it so much better.
"Oh fuck. . ." She moaned weakly, his tongue slithering in and out of her to lick up every last drop.
"Al. . ." She was breathless, staring at his strained member. Reaching up to unzip his pants, he tutted as he grabbed her wrist.
"Al?"
"It's about you. Don't worry about me, amour," He purred, kissing the bite marks on her thighs.
"But you-"
Before she could detest further, wishing to satisfy him, the door opened.
"Oh my God, they were right! Alastor, you sly dog," Angel Dust was at the door, and Alastor quickly covered his beloveds' body with the covers before his horns started to grow and his back stretched.
"I'm going to kill you."
"Not before you make love to me, you're not," still in his demonic form, (Y/N) blew a gust of wind to slam the door shut.
Her body displayed on the bed, Alastor agreed.
"And stay in that form. It suits you."
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