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tojirights · 4 months
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Sighhh Alastor having you on your knees for him while he’s doing his radio broadcast, just for the entertainment of being able to mess with you however he wants and you not being able to make a sound due to embarrassment. So many thoughts.
HMMMMMMMM catch me under the desk!!!
when you asked alastor if you could do anything to help him with his show tonight, you weren't expecting the corners of his smile to perk up into a coy smirk. "ooh my dear, you want to help? but what do you know of putting on a good show hm?" his words make you frown. "w-well, can i sit in this time at least?" he's always been rather cut off while recording, but you catch a rare glimpse in his eyes. a mischievous one that tends to hide itself from the public, but not you. after a brief silence, alastor chuckles. "ah, i do know one thing you excel at that would make this broadcast a little special..."
your stomach flutters when he pulls you by the collar of your shirt, pulling you flush to his chest. "and i don't want to hear a single peep out of your lovely mouth while you're sitting under- i mean, next to me." he whispers in your ear before letting go and laughing as if he hadn't just turned your brain to much with a simple sentence.
and you can never tell if he's serious or just trying to make you blush. but he surprises you by planting a kiss on your hand and turning his back to you. "the show starts in ten minutes." his voice is lower than usual, more gravely. your thighs clench just at the sound alone. "and i better sit down and feel you under that desk." you swallow hard, your heart racing at all of the thoughts going through your head.
"and remember, darling. not a peep."
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cholvoq · 2 months
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“Oh Al, such a gentleman.”
I really like to draw him if you couldn’t tell—
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ecoamerica · 1 month
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rineptune · 2 months
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READER GIVE LUCIFER HEAD WHILE HE'S ON A IMPORTANT ZOOM CALL AND HES STRUGGLEING TO KEEP QUIET AND A STRAIGHT FACE
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can you just imagine lucifer losing his composure in the midst of his important meeting with the other sins? his composure is long gone, hands clawing at his desk as he tries his best not to let the others find out that you’re underneath his desk, giving him the best head he’s ever had (spoilers: they already knew from the moment lucifer’s voice began to go uneven).
once his meeting’s over, he’s sweating and out of breath as he looks at you with an exhausted yet relieved, lopsided smile. “fuck, darling, couldn’t wait ‘til after my meeting?” lucifer asks this, knowing damn well he’ll be getting you back all night to make up for you embarrassing him in front of the other sins. 
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sugoi-writes · 21 days
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Can I be 🦇 anon? For some reason I’ve always been obsessed with the flexing part of an arm? I don’t know the technical term but I can’t see Demon Al doing this as much as his human counterpart would sooooooooo human Alastor with his sweetheart who has never EVER soon for him like woman usually do I mean he has ladies fainting LMAOA HOWEVER one day when he’s cutting idk wood or something she sees his arm flex she’s like a puddle I mean full fangirling giggling and screaming and he’s like huh??? Until he realizes and then boom from then on he’s flexing any time he can to pull a scream from her
🦇Anon? Love it! I'm a big fan of bats! This ask was too adorable. I just KNEW I could cook something up!
It does get a liiiiittle suggestive in parts, but otherwise stays perfectly appropriate! FEAST, my dearies!!!
"Love? The fire is going out! We'll need more firewood!" You call from inside. You make your way to the door, your top half hovering just outside as you searched for your darling beau. You've always enjoyed your time with him at his family's cabin, a piece of his inheritance that was used quite often. And, of course, it was highly appreciated by the both of you.
Your eyes dart about until you heard a distinct CHOP, eyes finding Alastor with his axe buried into an old tree stump. His smile widens when he sees you, wiping the sweat from his brow. You feel your pulse race, surprised to see his bare chest gleaming in the sunlight. The humid, thick air that permeated in the South could not be helped, and so, Alastor worked without a shirt on. Even with this simple and understandable notion, you found yourself fond of (and shocked by) the rare sight. You try to make your face pleasantly neutral and wave, trying to save face.
"No worries, dear. 'Already mending that problem!"
You chuckle, leaning fully into the door frame as Alastor positions a new log to cleave through. The Summer was good for one thing, you reasoned; seeing Alastor's chest, bared for only you to see, heaving steadily as he worked. Better yet, you could practically feel the gaze he gave back to you, his knowing smile making you beam every time you saw it. While you weren't like most others, not being overly doting or frivolous about his appearance, you still appreciated and treasured it deeply.
When Alastor returned to his work, your eyes fixated on his hands, then his arms. Indeed, you were very familiar with how powerful they were. They did wonders for and to you. But then: you see a flex. A jut and shift of his bicep has your mouth watering lecherously. As his grip relaxed on the axe, his body bending down to grab another log, you watched the muscles in his arm relax and re-fire. This set of motions repeated for a time, much to your enjoyment. As an extra treat, sometimes a vein in his neck would pop out at the same time his forearms and triceps strained, making your pupils bloom and shrink with hunger.
It was, without a doubt, an extremely alluring sight. Each time the axe raised over his head, your eyes followed, forcing you to stiffle a nervous chuckle. God, he was too beautiful for his own good. He was too strong for you to handle, and far too beautiful to be a called simple, minimalist man. His body was the work of a master craftsman, thank God.
As another piece of firewood was cut, you covered you mouth, stifling a squeal as he brought a towel to his forehead, huffing from his efforts. When he heard your little noises, he turned to you, his smile drooping slightly," Anything the matter, dear?" You were quick to shrink back, waving his concern off with a nervous laugh.
"Ha-ha, NO! No, I'm fine! Don't worry about me! I-I'll start working on dinner, okay?" Alastor doesn't seem convinced, squinting in your direction. His glasses were cast aside earlier, in fear they may fall off and become a victim of his labor," If you say so, dear. I'll be inside in a moment to help with the potatoes, mon cherie." You nod and turn to go inside, your face still boiling hot as you try to distract yourself. Your body starts to go through the motions, chopping veggies that were freshly harvested to use in your stew. You try to focus on the task at hand, your mind lingering on images of Alastor's physique. You had failed at your task stupendously. You felt no remorse!
You couldn't help but squirm at the mental images: veins and muscles shifting from physical effort. That devilishly handsome smile and toned body... it made your heart race! You wondered what his arms must've looked like when he was hovering above you... Your grip was tightening as you chopped the veggies faster, your safety disregarded. You giggle to yourself, eyes closing momentarily to focus on the pleasant thought of Alastor caging you with his muscular arms until--
"FUCK-- shit!"
No sooner did you wail was Alastor at the door, slamming it open," What happened??? What did--"
Alastor's eyes were wide, pupils shrunken to mere pinpricks as he took in your form. You held your bleeding finger, huffing.
"I-It's fine, it's fine! I'm fine!" You reassure, grabbing a handtowel to press to your wound. Alastor strode over to you, tongue clicking at your carelessness. As he went to put his axe down, your eyes caught his arms again, yelping as you turn away hastily. Your sudden movement left your partner clueless.
Alastor pauses again, a brow raising," My love, what's gotten into you? You've never been this careless before..."
You shuddered as Alastor came behind you, hands resting on the counter on either side of your hips," Are you sure you're quite alright?"
He leaned in to kiss your cheek, coaxing you into looking his way. You began yelping again, your mouth slamming shut as you tear your eyes away from his body. Alastor grumbles, slightly annoyed with your silence," Sweetheart, I can't help you if you don't use your words--"
One hand snatches you by the hip, spinning you quickly around while the other takes your wounded hand.
You eyes are blown wide, unable to make eye contact as they stare down at Alastor's arms," I-Im fine, really just-- just got lost in my thoughts! I promise!"
Between Al's proximity, his partial nudity, and those arms trapping you, you felt like your face blazed hotter than the fucking Sun. Alastor seemed to catch on, watching as your legs squeezed, shifting your weight uncomfortably. He leans closer to you, the muscles in his torso expanding and contracting with his movements. You sigh shakily, stifling a blissful squeak. Ahh. So it was him that was causing you to fret...
Alastor began to chuckle slowly at first, before laughing heartily. You stammered as a large hand came to your shoulder to steady himself, your lips blubbering pathetically. He was laughing fairly hard, causing his abdominals to flex and seize (a sight too delicious to behold). You were whining, on the verge of squealing as you weakly pushed against him again.
"A-Alastor, if you don't back up, I just might NOT be okay!!!" Alastor couldn't help himself, working himself into short bursts of stitches as he calms down, eyes watering.
"Ohhh, dearest... honestly, was I really that distracting to you?" His voice was low and flirtatious as you felt yourself being pressed into the counter, his hips holding you in place. You nearly shrieked as Alastor's hands gripped the counter harshly, knuckles white. Your mouth fell agape with a silent moan as the muscles in his upper arms and pecs stirred once more. You push against him once more, feeling as though you would pop like a balloon.
"A-Al, this isn't cute!!! Stop it, please!" You practically whine as Alastor just leaned, kissing your bright, heated cheeks.
"Well, I suppose I could go chop more wood, if the space could offer you some reprieve..."
You gasp as your chin is pulled forward, forcing you to make eye contact with him. If you weren't in your prime, you'd fear having a stroke at the sight of his almond colored eyes staring back into yours with a tumultuous energy.
"But, I think we both know you'd prefer that I stay rii~iiight here, don't you?" He teased, his lips dangerously close to your own. Your own lips quivered at the relentless pestering, your eyes struggling to make contact again," W-Well, I-- you know I-- uugghhh, if you keep teasing me, dinner is going to be late!!!"
"That's fiiiine by me!" Alastor says in a sing-song tone, and to your horror, you are lifted and placed onto the counter with minimal effort. Your eyes become transfixed on him, unable to clench your legs closed. Alastor knew exactly what he was doing, and he wasn't going to let you off the hook so easily. Your partner moved to be between your thighs, his voice a husky gravel; his tone was JUST loud enough for you to process.
"How about we start with dessert first, hmm~?"
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aston-angel · 3 months
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For @birdsaretoddlers fic "To Hell in a Hand-Basketcase" which is probably up there as one of the funniest fics I've ever read.
When you can't tell your mother you were a serial killer, I guess the next best thing you think up will do, unless you're Alastor, apparently.
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laismoura-art · 3 months
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ecoamerica · 2 months
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scrivler · 3 months
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I’m tired of seeing one of few canonically aroace characters in media be unyieldingly sexualized and shipped by the fans
“Aro/ace people can still be in relationships/have sex though!!”
Okay cool. Not what I was talking about.
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glorismorningstar · 3 months
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In Hell's Greatest Dad, when Alastor says "your steadfast hotelier"
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Meowing kicking screaming growling drooling
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sugoi-and-spice · 4 months
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Oh my GAWWWD Hazbin Hotel is out and my long dormant Alastor hyper fixation is hitting me FULL FORCE. 🥵🥵🥵
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tojirights · 3 months
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Alastor and fingering oh my godddddd help me
just imagining he much he'd love to please you :((
he always takes his time too, enjoying the way you writhe and try to fuck yourself on a single digit. denying you the deep penetration you need to cum always makes him hard as a rock. "m-more, please sir." you whine, rubbing yourself against his hand for more friction. he sighs deeply, your pleas always make him struggle to keep his composure.
when you add a second finger, your hips lift off the bed as every push and curve of his fingers makes you see stars. "you’re making a mess." he shakes his head, watching you drip down his skin. "want more, need you." you cry, your orgasm building with every flick of his fingertips against that spot deep within you. alastor just chuckles. "cum then, princess." he coos, feeling the way your pussy pulses around his fingers. "and then, you'll clean my hand."
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Five characters I will defend as AroAce until my dying breath
5. Alastor
It's canon. But he's my least favorite because he eats people. :(
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4. Wednesday Addams
The multiple versions of her make it harder to confidently say, but she is. That doesn't mean she isn't willing to have a relationship.
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3. Daryl Dixon
I only watched a few seasons before giving up, but I swear the vibes are there. He's aroace and unbothered.
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2. Bakugo Katsuki
Putting him at two would send him spiraling into a rage. But also he just is. I get no real sexual vibe. Just unchecked aggression.
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1. Katniss Everdeen
I'm sorry, but the first-person POV in the books is so telling. I firmly believe she was content to be in a relationship, but she had no real drive for sex or romance. But she gave Peeta what she didn't mind to give. And he took what she was willing to give.
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Alastor joins The Vees au and Alastor walks by Vox watching those vaguely sexual hydraulic press and penetrive metal working tiktoks and says "when Val." And the runs away before Vox can question him
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shootinwebs · 2 months
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i can't stop thinking about how funny alastor would be if he was a livestreamer. like he'd be talking about something serious but then at the same time he'd quietly put the text "sexual intercourse" on screen over a very unflattering photo of himself, and then he'd ignore everyone in the chat trying to ask him what it means
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its-me-vixen · 4 months
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The way people actually thought Adam was a fat character like no babes it was so obvious he was just in a robe the whole time sorry
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ciircex · 12 hours
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Me: teehee, I'm in danger :)
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mothmx · 17 days
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*sticks one toe into HH fandom* *sees a cosplayer making thirst traps in Alastor cosplay while also joking about a fanfic where Charlie gets SA’d???*
*closes that tab*
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