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heat

pairing: Alastor x reader

warnings: a bit dirty towards the end, but nothing explicit

type: headcanon

a/n: before my writing accumulates hate because of Alastor’s sexuality. Let it be known that ace’s CAN have sex, usually under certain circumstances, and I do believe being in heat could fall under one of those circumstances. Do take it with a grain of salt though.

✞ this time of year for Alastor was indeed bizarre and rather out of character. To avoid anyone noticing his strange tendencies, he would often lock himself away from others, his carnage over hell would become less and less.

✞ being Alastor’s partner, you understood the situation he was in and tried your best to make his life easier. You would avoid being alone with him for too long and you would sleep in another room. You tried to give him his space while still being his supportive lover.

✞ sex and Alastor was a… touchy subject. He was ace, and you knew that. You were happy to give him some sort of release he desired throughout his heated month, but you never said a word. If that was what Alastor wanted, then he should simply ask.

✞ around the middle of the month, Alastor would become very affectionate towards you. It was nothing others would notice, after all it would be simple acts such as brushing his hands against yours, standing closer to you, sliding his hand around your waist. They were simple, but very noticeable for you.

✞ he hid his neediness very well, if ever he desired your touch a little too much, he would excuse himself to his room and try to sleep it off. He was never fond of showing his emotional side to you. It made him feel vulnerable, a feeling in which he despised.

✞ nights would get lonely without Alastor reading next to you. There was a sort of unspoken rule during this month, you would give Alastor his space so he wouldn’t do anything he’d regret. You often wanted to sneak into his room, but you knew that would be overstepping boundaries.

✞ one night, everyone had gone to bed and were tucked in tightly. You wandered the halls of the hotel, making your way back to your temporary room when a whisper could be heard behind you. You turned around only to see the slick movement of a dark silhouette.

✞ you followed as it danced through the dimly lit halls and right as you were to catch it, it vanished. Leaving you alone in a different part of the hotel. Although this wing was familiar to you. The shadow had lead you right to Alastor door. You turned around in the hope that you could catch a glimpse of the apparition once more.

✞ “Dear, what are you doing out? Shouldn’t you be sleeping like the others?” Alastor’s soft voice rung through the empty halls of the hotel.

✞ “Oh, Alastor I-”

✞ “Come in, let’s sleep.” Alastor disappeared back into his room. He left the door open, inviting you to follow him into mysterious darkness.

✞ you felt your face heat up. Alastor was still indeed in heat, you could smell it.

✞ still though, you followed him in.

✞ the night you spent with Alastor was wonderfull. So much need, and lust. All his pent up frustrations were released. His touches were so needy, he would constantly burry his head in your chest and neck. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. It was all most defiantly out of character for Al. He was whiny, and constantly panting like a dog. He had wanted- no, he had needed you so desperately for so long. He whimpered how much he loved you and he would mumble compliments here and there.

✞ “Oh my love, I adore you dearly…” He huffed. His voice was whiny and broke here and there. “You’re truely ravishing… Hhn.”

✞ the night with Alastor lasted for a very long time, but once he had eventually cooled down and had finished you both were out like lights. 

✞ the next morning, Alastor was back to normal and very chipper indeed, while you were left with extraordinary bed head. 

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"You can't hear scenes"

The scene:

And what can you do, my effeminate fellow?

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Curiosities: Anna can play piano, flute and guitar. Laito find out and sometimes she asks him to put his fedora on her,because she feels beautiful with that. He always tease her,when she's playing: put his hand on her thighs, teasing her "little cave of wetness and pleasuer*but sometimes she suck him too,fair enough.

☽☾ Rotten music ☽☾

(tw//nsfw)

                              A Diabolik Lovers, Laito inspired script.

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“Close contact.”

Alastor x female reader

Warnings: pushy hellhound? Harassment I suppose. It’s suggestive at the end. 👀

In most cases, Alastor wasn’t interested in..close contact. However, when a demon gets a bit too close to you for comfort, he decides to remind you of just who you belong to.

Most of the time, working as a receptionist at the hotel was easy.. seeing as you only had a handful of patients.

This..this was one of the more chaotic days.

The door chimed, letting you know someone had entered.

A hellhound sauntered up to the desk, the way he was eyeing you made you quite uncomfortable..

“Hey babe, come here often?” He purred.

Oh joy. You put on your fakest smile, responding with a overly happy, “not if you do.”

He frowns, leaning over the counter. “Excuse me, Do you know who I am? I can get you fi-“

“You don’t know who you are?.. you might want to figure that out.” You raise an eyebrow while leaning back, already tired of the exchange.

“You little b*tch..you should mind your manners. I’m friends with your boss, I can end your career.” He threatens, growling at you. You blink, sensing the lie but playing along..

“oh? I’m so sorry sir..how can I help you? Any friend of the Radio demon is a friend of mine.”

The hellhound leans obnoxiously closer, inches away from your face while gripping your arm. “That’s more like it, girly. Got any open rooms? How bout we take this to one of ‘em~”

You roll your eyes, about to make a retort when you’re interrupted by a familiar voice.

“Ehem.. I’m afraid we do not have any vacancies, now if you’d unhand what’s Mine.. I think you should leave.” Alastor chimes from behind the demon. The hellhound bristles, turning, “hey pal, I’m a bit busy so why don’t you just f*ck o-“ he freezes, seeing just who is staring down at him. “Shit.. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know she was yours-“

“get out. It would be a shame if Charlotte had to deal with another body.. she is still finding pieces of the last one, after all.”

Alastor tilts his head, grinning far too wide. The hound running out the door..

“Thank you Al..” you smile, eyeing him nervously. His smile almost drops but then widens, “Darling, come to my room after your shift.. I’d like to have a word with you.”

“Ah.. okay” you look down at the ground.

were you in trouble? It felt so..

Time skip brought to you by the vecnussy, where is it? We may never know.

You stand outside Alastors door, hand ready to knock, however just before you can.. the door swings open and you are tugged inside, the door slamming shut.

“Sheesh, give me a warning Al-“

You start to say, but are cut off by his lips harshly pressing to yours.

“M̵̠̱̻͍̗̫̼̼̃͗̊̿̕̕͝i̵̜̞̰͚̙̫̖̍͗͒ͅn̷̜͚̥̫͚͚̜̹̏̀̕ͅe̴̼͉̺͂̄̓͋́̓..”

the static says, his lips still on yours as Alastor all but yeets throws you onto the bed.

Before you can even get a word out..he is on top of you, arms caging you in. “Never let another touch you..” he says, finally seeming to calm down, knowing he had you.

“I didn’t let him.. he did it on his own.” You defend but he growls.. a downright feral noise that immediately shut you up.

“You smell like him.. that Stupid mutt.” Alastor leans down, nose pressed against your pulse point.. far too close to your jugular for comfort.

“Then-” you yelp as he nips at your skin, his tongue swiping over to collect any blood that came to the surface. You could feel his grin.. that sadistic little-..

you compose your thoughts. Finishing your sentence, “then fix it.”

Alastor leans back up, staring down into your eyes with a feral look..

“Oh I plan on it. My dear~”

The end

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Hi!! *inhales deeply* this is my first time making a fanfic ask and I'm not even sure if I'm using the right button!!!! *digs out twenty-dollar note and throws it on the table* May I request some headcanons for Alastor calming down fem!reader from a panic attack caused by some rowdy demons being asses to her in the hotel? Lot's of tooth-rotting fluff please and I do hope I'm not doing this wrong somehow (c" ತ,_ತ)

Heya! I hope this is alright. My apologies for taking so long, thank you for this lovely request! I tried my best writing fluff, I’m sorry if it’s not a lot. :’)

My dearest.

Alastor x fem!reader.

Warnings: (the demons in the beginning are rude to reader, not sure if that needs a warning but Sí.)

* When Alastor walked in and saw a group of demons around you, he knew something was wrong.

* You were shaking slightly, not to mention they were laughing at you.

* “Aw poor girly, look at her. Why do they even have you out here?” They’d say harshly.

* Charlie shouldn’t have had you cover for Husk, reception wasn’t your forte.

* None of the ruffians had noticed the Radio Demon behind them.

* Alastor gave you a reassuring smile before clearing his throat threateningly.

* All the demons froze.. was that static?

* The rumors of the radio demon hanging out at this establishment couldn’t be true, right?

* Wrong indeed.

* “Do we have a problem here gentlemen?”

* They turned, a look of shock taking over their features.

* In a panic the group quickly ran away.

* “Come with me, dear. my shadows can handle those fools.”

* He’d grasp your hand and lead you away to your room.

* As soon as the door shut, Alastor’s arms wrapped around you, holding you close to him.

* “Dearest.. you’re shaking. Hey it’s okay… I’m here.”

* You start tearing up, whispering about what happened.

* “What if they come back, an-and you’re not there?”

* You question..scared about what could happen.

* He walks you over to the bed, sitting down and pulling you next to him.

* Not once letting go of you.

* “I don’t believe they’ll be going anywhere anymore. Even if it happened again, I will always be here..”

* “How do you know?..”

* Alastor grips your chin, tilting it up so that you have no choice but to look into those crimson eyes of his.

* “I’m here now, aren’t I?.. if you think I’d ever let someone harm you, my sweet Y/n.. you’d be quite mistaken.”

* You’d lean your head against his chest, not fully believing him.

* “Buf what if you didn’t want me anymore? What if I messed up and-“

* “Darling..” He’d stop you, putting a finger to your lips.

* Alastor would sigh and lay against the pillows, bringing you with him.

* “Look at me.” He’d say and then pause, thinking.

* “Y/n..Let me tell you something.”

* Alastor would look away, his hand moving to toy with your hair in between his claw-like fingers.

* “I had never understood those silly lovesick picture shows..Never wanted to spend every last moment I have in life and death with someone..”

* He’d look directly into your eyes, as if seeing into your soul. “Until I met you, ma chéri.”

* Your heart would flutter. Eyes widening.

* Did the radio demon actually just confess to loving you?

* You’d been in a relationship for quite some time.

* You’d slipped and said you loved him a few times.. but he always laughed it off and never said it back.

* Lost in thought, you’d fail to notice him leaning towards you.

* Alastor would kiss you; soft and sweet, as if you’d brake if he made a wrong move.

* Before you had time to process, he’d pull away, adding to his sentence, “And I’ll be dammed if I ever..ever cause you to believe that I don’t want you.”

* “Alastor..” you’d whisper in a broken voice, tears forming at the edges of your eyes again.

* His eyes would widen, thinking he did something wrong.

* But this time..they were not tears of sadness.

* You’d pull him into a kiss of your own, surprising him.

* Alastor would be quick to kiss back though.

* He’d hold you as close to him as possible, the kiss turning more and more desperate.

* When you separate, sadly needing oxygen..you’d both smile, still so close together your foreheads were touching.

* “I love you Y/n.” He’d whisper.

* You’d whisper back, “I love you too Al..”

{the end.}

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Ok.. so I know I said I’d stop writing Alastor.. but uh *cough* I lied *cough*

A grave mistake. Alastor x reader (gender neutral)

Warnings: slightly suggestive.

Year: 1927

From a distance..it might seem that you were a simple couple. Two lovers visiting the grave of a loved one passed..However that is not the reality of this story, the reality is much darker. Allow me to explain,

You see..neither of you knew any of the people buried here.

Actually that’s not quite true..

You’d met four of them, and your lover was the reason they were in the ground. New Orleans famed uncatchable serial killer..or as you knew him.. Alastor.

“Hey Al?” You say as you look at different names carved into stone. Your lover looks over at you, most of his face obstructed by his scarf. “Yes dear?” His muffled voice calls out before he pulls the scarf down to give you his full attention. You smile at him, oddly cheerful despite where you were, the cool fall air always made you feel at home..finally speaking you say, “Wanna Hear a joke?”

Alastor walks closer to you, looking down at you. “Of course darling.” He says and smiles. “Why are dead people the most humble?..” you ask, a small grin appearing on your lips. Alastor raises one brow, thinking for a moment. “I don’t know.. why?”.. you snicker before answering, “they’re more down to earth.”

Alastor widens his eyes in dramatic shock and motions to the graves around you “Y/n have some respect for our dearly departed- what if they can hear you??” He grins, you gawk at him for a moment.. him..the man who killed most of the people here just said..that. You roll your eyes, “Excuse you, did you really just-“ your sentence gets interrupted by him putting a finger to your lips. Alastor glares down at you mischievously. “Careful my dear.. you wouldn’t want to sass me now would you?” He says..a dark tone in his voice along with the slight smirk. You pick up on the tone yet decide to completely ignore it. “Hell yes I would you egotistical-“ Alastor hushes you, seeing something on or near on of the gravestones. He walks over to it, seemingly inspecting it carefully. “Darling come look at this..” Alastor looks up at you as he motions to a gravestone. You look between him and it confused, it seemed like a normal stone.. “yeah? What about it..it looks normal-” you murmur, your lover frowning at you. “Why, don’t you see darling? it’s the perfect size!” He says excitedly. You turn your full attention to the stone.. it still looked exactly like all the others. Nothing special. “size for what?..” you ask, getting even more confused. Alastor checks the surroundings quickly..then suddenly you find yourself pinned to the gravestone, belly down. Honestly you should’ve expected it.. “Al? Whatcha doing there..” your question goes unanswered as you feel him crawl his hands up your abdomen, slipping under your shirt. He leans over you.. the action causing his hips to press against you in the most teasing of ways. He nibbles at your ear for a moment before whispering his response to both of your questions. “You..”

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“Everything is more fun when you’re around.”

Oh most certainly! Afterall, I am the Overlord of entertainment!! Hahaha~♡

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Laito~, can i make a ponytail in your hair?pls?

"Of course Little-bitch. Only if I can put my head on your lap while you do it."

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Your blog is just-chefs kiss.❤️❤️❤️

Mm~ hehehe sweet darling you are truly too kind.

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Did you ever kill in self defense?

Yes! My father. I'll shoot him again for raising his had on my mother. He wasn't a man..

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Do you need to meditate or something? Perhaps try doing some yoga? It's very relaxing.

I̶̧̢̧̥͖̦͝'̸̹̖̺̙͖̯̀̈́̋͒͋̾̈́̀̈̽̈́̒͗͝͠l̵̖̺̺͑͊̇̽́̋̓̍̽́́̀̿͝͝ļ̴̖̩̗͚̫͍̳͠͝ͅ ̴̢̟̿͛̄̊̾͆̓͛̔̔͛͐̈́͘͝t̷̢̩̗̲̱̯̠͒͐̓ȁ̸̡̬̙͓͖̖̠̩͙̣̜̟̈́͆̃̀̀̓́̿̓̐̈́̊̚͝k̸̢͓͍̟̙͔̲̤͉̮̊̔͛̆̆̅́̽e̷̡̲͕̜͈͓͎͕̭͉̬̰͈̹̓͒̄̓̏̕ ̵̢͎̦̜͑̋͊̄͆̊̿̿̀͒͐̂͝a̸̢͎̙̯͒͋́́͒̑̈̆̕̚͠ ̴̨̨̡̡̗͈̺͔̩̥͍͚͉̝͈̃̐̊̈̅͊͘d̶̼̜͙̯̮͈̊̋̈́ř̵̛͇͐̏̃̆́̓̓̄̕̚͠ḯ̶͉̤̻̀̂͗̍̔͝n̶͖̠͈̪̙̤͈̾͑̿̀͘͝k̶̻̩̀̏̅̆͊́̇̀͝ ̸̧̢̰̺̼̜͖̣̊̓͊͂́̚͝i̷̡̛͙̝͍͖̤̞͕̹̺͔̙̐̏̓̆̔̄͋͋͊̚n̵̝̳͓̣̟͚͉͓̱̱̠̄̏̎̾̀̀̑͘͘̚͝͠s̷̛̘̲̘̯͈̬̰̯̗̤̩͕̺͋ẗ̷̰̦̳́̃́̅͛̋̓͌͜ë̶͚̣̯̜́̇͑̈́̄͒̑̍̌͐̈́̕ͅͅa̷͈͉͎̳̪̳͛̐́̈̀̽̄̾̾͗̚͘ͅd̷̛̝̘̪͕̯̙̘́̐́̓̌͘͠!̵̡͔̱̹͉̳̭͛͑̇͑̈́͘̕͠͝ ̸̭̈́̂̉͂̂͐͂̄̈́̅̉̂̅̚͝

[I'll take a drink instead!]

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"I think you're scaring people more than usual~"

Ĭ̶̳̻̿͛ ̷̢̞͍͇̘̎̅s̵̠̭͑̕͝ę̴͉̖̍̿̂͋͝e̴̪̿̈́ ̷̰̮͚͎̰͔́̀͠ǹ̶̤̔̊̓͑͝ő̵͙̗͌ ̶͕̪̙͙̐̒̾̌̄͠i̴͉̞͑͑̈́s̶̛͂̀͜s̴̼̰͚̱̹̖͐̓̽̀̑͒u̶̲̝̲̿̒͂̏e̴̟̣͈̅ ̷̛͔͂̍́̆͂i̴͓̮̮͔̓̄͛n̷̫̥̤͓̲̚ ̴̺̻̬̓̋t̷̼̜͔̋̅̐͑̚h̴̯̜̖͒̾̅͑̍̕ä̸̱͚̰̲̪́̇̊̉͠t̵̻̋͑̿̀͘.̸̨̪̈́͒͋͑̓̓ ̶̘̠̈́̑̃H̵̛̖̖̣̓͂à̸̛̲͎̼̪́̚h̴̘͍̞͛͊̌̑ä̶̧̳́͆̕͜͝ḥ̷̨͈̪͂̎̎͝͝a̵̳̙͇̒h̷̡͈͖̰͔̋a̵̪͊̍̂ͅͅ

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Hello Mr Alastor, I was wondering if you could possibly cheer me up? I'm feeling rather tired and stressed, and I wanted someone to talk to.

Ah~ don't you worry my friend! I'm more than happy to make sure that smile of yours stays on! Hahaha!

The living world is most certainly not as it used to be and does gets tough, but as long as you have a smile upon your face things will be a lot easier.

*pinches your cheeks*

A well-dressed smile for a well-dressed face can conquer anything!!

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Hello, how do you do? *she curtsied to him and smiled*

Ah hello there! Pleasure to meet you sweetheart!

The radio demon bowed back to the demoness before him.

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You're a deer, right? Are you having some deer related issues?

Hahaha oh come now, what makes you P̸̯͎̈͝ǒ̴̘͈s̵̼͕̀s̴̡̹͐i̸͖̗̔b̶͉͒̉ĺ̴̤͛ͅy̷̬̜̕͘ ̷͖̈́̂t̴̟͔́h̵̰̞͊i̸̩̽͠n̷̞͗ǩ̵̢̊ ̵̩̐I̶̝͋ ̸̛͇̀w̴̭͆o̶̘̰̒u̷̻͕͛l̶̰̈́̉d̸̥̤̏ ̶̡̞͘h̸̝͛̂á̸̞v̸̜̀e̵͙̒͋ ̴͓͝ţ̶͓̿̇h̶̰́ă̸̳͘t̴̨̻̓̔ ̵̮̩̔i̶̘͗́ś̴̹̜ṣ̸͓̓ȕ̶͍̆é̷̞̣ ̵̪̤̿̎o̵̯͊f̴̗̠͐ ̸͉̎̀ȧ̴̗͇l̵̢̖̏́l̴̦̿̕ ̵̠͗ț̷̨̍͗h̶̓͜ì̴̳̰͠ņ̵͗͛g̴̛̫͂s̴̠̈́̉.̴̥̪̅͑.̵̧̥̍͝.̷͇͊.̴̮̹͑

I̸͚̓'̸͚̄m̵̠͉̀ ̷͓̉͌j̶͍̪̃ư̷̳̓ṡ̶̱t̷̡̄ ̶̬͍͒͗d̶̜̈́a̸̱̜͌n̶͚̋́d̷̡̟͗̑y̵͖̽̓

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Are you okay Al? You seem a bit....out of it. Do you want to talk about it?

H̵a̶h̸a̸h̷a̸ ̵d̴o̷n̴'̷t̶ ̵b̴e̸ ̵s̴i̴l̷l̷y̵.̷ ̵I̷ ̵a̵m̴ ̵j̵u̵s̴t̵ ̶s̷w̸e̶l̴l̸~̵