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Thanks for pointing that one out. He grimaced through his smirk, despising to be reminded of his near failure. No, he did fail. “That wasn’t your fault you silly girl. I…got close to death because I underestimated my opponent,” he told her sternly. “Not because of your doing.”

Surely he didn’t cut her this deep did he? He didn’t want the kid to change her entire personality because of one stupid mistake. “You weren’t stupid, you were merely a bit reckless. Watching your surroundings when you’re excited is all you need to do,” he stressed, trying to catch her chin in his hand to get her to look at him. “Nobody wants you to change who you are.”

Yes her naievety could be incredibly annoying and there were certainly things she could work on, but he didn’t want her to change completely. “I don’t want you to change based on a simple little blunder.”

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The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#lover’s spat lol #way later then #al activated that rsd hard #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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He really wasn’t good at this sort of thing. It was tempting to just leave her to her own devices or get someone more comforting for her, but that would mean getting someone for the girl instead. He didn’t want to deal with an angel’s spear or…whatever Lucifer would cook up.

“Charlie my dear…if it weren’t for you and this hotel, Angel would have no place to stay. He would still be suffering every hour of the day at the hands of that scantily clad maggot. Husk would have eventually perished at the bottom of a bottle.” …Didn’t like thinking of that.

“And Pentious? Visibly, you gave him a purpose. You made him feel loved for the first time in his path-in his life. And your Father? That man would have eventually just…drowned under mountains of ducks. This hotel has given Vaggie a purpose as well. Helped her seek redemption. Niffty….well, she’d be happy anywhere, but.” He waved a hand dismissively. “You get it, dear. You have helped everyone, by being you.”

Please let this be enough. All this sap was making him want to vomit

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The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#lucifer should show up much later lmao #knows they made up so he’s not as mad but wants to punish al by absolutely wrecking him #love hate flirting #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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”It’s the…mechanics of it I thought as a joke, not you,” he sighed. He supposed even he needed to begrudgingly amend that statement. “But…it doesn’t look it has been a joke, now has it? Even I must begrudgingly admit that.”

He tilted her chin up with his finger and looked at the fawn pointedly. “I didn’t think it was possible, what you’ve managed to do. Convince a bunch of wayward sinners to be out for more than themselves? How do you think you managed to survive Extermination night? You got everyone to want to fight for each other. They wouldn’t have done that initially, now would they?”

“As for crying over being yelled at , well…you and your father and Niffty have that in common!” He’d made Lucifer cry more than once. Only difference was he hadn’t felt bad.

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The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#he’s got just the remedy for that #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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Horns that kind of…stabbed his chin. He grimaced but said nothing about it. Fine, whatever, he deserved that he supposed.

Alastor didn’t allow the girl to pull away from him.He settled against the wall with the young girl in his arms, trying to figure out how to start this. He wasn’t one that was…good when it came to the comforting words. Easier to just embrace or tickle the girl, but he had a feeling he couldn’t get by with only that.

“…You know, life would probably be easier if you did temper your penchant for your childish enthusiasm at times, but it certainly wouldn’t be interesting,” he began. His fingers pulled out the ties of her braid absently, which had gotten quite messed up.

“After all, this hotel didn’t fall in love with a girl who is calm and collected, but the…childish bundle of energy always there to draw her little pictures for us, and burst into our rooms with song and dance. Jump on us while we’re walking through the halls. You bring….the sunshine, and if you weren’t the way you were, a dismal cloud would hang over this hotel. I certainly wouldn’t have any fun here if you weren’t this little ball of sunshine, and we wouldn’t be…”

His lips pursed begrudgingly, embarrassed to say it. “…Close.”

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#he actually looks like a wise old dad here #he’s trying #emotions are hard #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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this blog is primarily a fic and art blog but eh I might do some rps from time to time here.

it’s not my main rp blog, where you can find me insanely active on @damnedrainbows

but here’s where I’ll have my overly fluffy rps and tickle fights maybe lol

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She was really hysterical, wasn’t she? Alastor felt his ears tilting back both at the shrill sounds of her anguish, and admittedly, concern. He didn’t hurt her that bad, did he?

He must have. She was so soft…this world was going to eat her up alive.

For now he focused on remedying the relationship he’d strained, and looked softly down at the girl. “Now…” he tutted, hands reaching down under her arms to pick her up. Not very becoming as a princess, now is it?”

His voice was almost affectionate, soft and soothing as he settled on the bed with her tucked in his arms and lap.

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#I guess lucifer just popped up #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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”Shut up!” Alastor hissed, his arms crossing as he stalked faster to her room. “It was Lucifer that made that tower.” ah yes any time Lucifer could be blamed he would.

Realizing his footsteps could be misconstrued as more anger, Alastor softened his footfall as he approached her door. She hadn’t even shut it, and it was easy for the deer to slip in.

He missed when hearing her sob used to make him giggle. Missed when he didn’t look down at her bawling form and feel…ugh, guilty.

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#baby no they love youuu #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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He could already hear the girl’s anguish as he started down the hall. Oh unholy hell, he wasn’t even close to her room yet. Thank heavens no one was here to hear it.

Alastor looked over at his scowling shadow on the wall and growled. “Oh don’t look at me like that! You see I’m going after her, right?”

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#noooo that rsd hitting hard #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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The girl had found herself settled into the niche of his heart where Niffty resided. Once words intended only to piss of her father, had become quite genuine over these many months.

‘I care for you just like a daughter I spawned…’ It was never supposed to be genuine. He had a little bug that already took that role and she was more than enough, yet Charlie had wriggled in where she had no business being. And yet…she was.

Alastor sighed as he picked up the charming drawing she!d made of the two of them and gently lay it back on the shelf. Then, hating himself, he started towards her bedroom.

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#‘fucking kids making me go fucking soft’ #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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Alastor shook his head and resumed cleaning up his tower. He grumbled as he knelt next to the ruins of his favorite valuables. Technically he supposed he could have found a way to fix it with magic…but it was the principal of things!

That girl needs to learn to be much more careful around other people’s things! He told her to listen and she didn’t. She deserved what she got.

And yet as he ruminate in his anger, Alastor’s vermillion eyes fell upon a piece of paper that had fallen off of the shelf. One of the many drawings she had made him. The first drawing in fact, and he reached down to pick it up. “…”

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#he do #he was a bad dad :c #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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Damnit… He hissed immediately to himself, which she probably misconstrued as even more anger to her. It was (begrudging) remorse for his choice of words.

Charlie was like her Father, to his knowledge, and reminded him of Niffty as well. Both their childish antics were often…incredibly endearing; truthfully it would be so boring if they did ‘act their age’. He regretted it the moment it came out of his mouth, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Stupid brat and this stupid hotel…guilt never used to be a problem for him.

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#FHDIFND HE KNOWS AND HE’S PROUD OF HER USUALLY #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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Alastor’s hand twitched in ill concealed fury, and with the urge to give the misbehaving little brat exactly what she deserved. If he wasn’t sure he’d weather something awful from Lucifer, he might have done it.

In fact his hand was already raising when he realized it and just furiously spun to the wreckage instead. “I told you to calm down! I told you to be careful around them! Those are antiques! When are you EVER going to act your age?!” he shouted at her, static making her hair stick on end.

No, pull it back. If he scared her too much word would get to the King. Alastor slid a hand down his face. “Get out.”

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#hey LUCIFER made this radio tower for him #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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”Don’t-“ Alastor snarled as his tendrils shot towards the kid with the speed of an arrow. One of the leathery appendages steadied the shelf before more catastrophe could befall his fucking stuff, and the other one yanked the brat away from his valuables.

“What the HELL did I tell you?!” he spat in fury. Feedback broke every word with a vicious crackle.

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#five seconds from pulling her over his knee if she don’t get the fuck out of his office lmao #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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Was he frightening the girl? Good. Alastor’s canines bared in fury, contemplating giving in to the brief urge of releasing his rage on her. He looked closer to her, the static sweeping the air.

And then another fucking radio fell!?

“CHARLOTTE MORNINGSTAR!”

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#full name from dad #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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Alastor had been back to polishing his equipment when he heard the crash and he whirled around in horror, afraid to look at the damage. He blinked at his treasure, electronic components now scattered to the floor as it sparked and whirred.

The static that crackled from the broken speakers was almost as loud as what began to buzz around the young girl.

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#(rp) #rip this girl 😭 #magicfeatherbean4

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“Charlie!” he exclaimed in horror, claws shooting out reflexively to try and steady the radio. It was his favorite of his collection, and it had been gifted to him by Rosie. “I’m about to go on air and you can’t help me with that!”

*

The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#wagging dad finger #(rp) #magicfeatherbean4

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The kid could certainly benefit from her father’s sensory cocoon things, couldn’t she? Perhaps he should mention it to the prick, or see if he could procure one himself.

Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, static grating the air around them. “And your friend Alastor has much to do, my dear. Far too much to have to worry about your recklessness in here.”

@magicfeatherbean4

#(rp) #alastor: lucifer can you take our daughter please #magicfeatherbean4