Day 3: Dinner and a Show
For @missblissy ‘s Alastor Week prompts
Day 3: Dinner and a Show
For @missblissy ‘s Alastor Week prompts
🩸 Hehehe! Sock snake! :)
@dementedstatic said: ☘
"You're...very clever - truthfully, it's that brilliant streak of yours and quick-wittedness that drew me to you to begin with; you never pull your punches at any point - the means to reach your ends, regardless of whom...that level of fairness is something rarely seen nowadays."
“ i know i need to go but— one more kiss. ”
* Affectionate Prompts / Accepting
Molly giggles, rolling over in the covers as she looks over at Alastor with a sleepy smile. “I already graced you with kisses all mornin’... You’re gonna be LATE if you keep stallin’ ya’self like this!” Molly would protest, keeping her smile as she noses into her pillow.
“No more kisses for you this mornin’... Let it give ya’ somethin’ ta’ work and look forward ta’ when you come home, hm?”
It didn't turn out great but I spent 2 and a half hours on this so I should share it a little.
Again, for @munkthehunk who adores the deer boy.
“... Should I even be inquiring about what is going on on my dashbord today?
No, I believe that I shan’t~”
*sigh* yes i know I don't do straight stuff but...gods do i love this demon.
You laughed as Angel Dust made a particularly offensive comment, a gentle blush igniting your cheeks in the process. The spider demon smirked wickedly, twirling a cigarette between their fingers, and said "You alright there, sugar?" Again you chuckled and waved them off. Alastor's radio played in the background while you sat at the bar, a glass of something hard in your hand. Faintly you heard Charlie also laughing, sitting with her girlfriend who grinned at the blonde's reaction. Suddenly a song came on that you recognized, one from up on the surface. Your skin, pale from years dead, tingled and your ears perked up as you spun in your seat to face the Radio Demon. "Alastor! You know this one?!" you exclaimed, and it drew the grinning demon's attention to you. His menacing smile widened further somehow, and in a staticky voice stated "Why of course, darling! Who doesn't?" Angel Dust piped up with "I don't..." but you brushed them off as you smiled nearly as wide as Alastor. "I love this one!" you squealed, hands fisting happily in front of you as you began to sway along to the beat, still sitting down.
Before you could even blink, Alastor was in front of you with a clawed hand held out to you and what could be described as a smirk of sorts plastered on his face. "Then come, dance," he said, and you blushed and laughed nervously, shaking your head. "Oh no, I couldn't. I don't dance, Al!" You were the only one who could call the demon that without getting snapped at. But the guy wasn't deterred in the slightest and stood straight again, gesturing widely and tossing his mic stick up in the air where it disappeared with a snap! as he exclaimed "These are friends, darling! Surely you could make an exception." You sighed, but as the chorus hit you couldn't stop yourself from standing and beginning to bounce a bit. Alastor gave you an unimpressed look, but Angel Dust spoke before he could; "C'mon suga' tits, you can do better than that!" You groaned but were still smiling, and finally you let go. With a grin as wide as Alastor's you sang along with the song as you began to spin and shimmy to the beat. "Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone! The drummer boy from Illinois went crash boom bang!"
Charlie got up to dance with you then, even though she didn't know the song, but it was catchy and you were clearly having fun. She dragged Vaggie with her who sighed and allowed herself to be pulled. Alastor watched this all in amusement, Cheshire smile as present as ever. Your thin dress swirled around your legs as you hopped and spun with the song, until you spun towards the Radio Demon as you sang "I sure would be delighted by your company, c'mon and do the jailhouse rock with me!" You held out your hand expectantly with a challenging expression, but Alastor shook his head and said "No thank you, darling. I don't dance." You rolled your eyes. "Yeah that's what I said but look at me," was all you said before you had grabbed Alastor's hand and pulled him to his feet and onto the "dancefloor". The demon was much too dignified to yelp, but still let out a small noise that could've been mistaken for static, and his grin dimmed just a tad.
However it returned when he saw your huge smile, saw how much fun you were having as you twirled him about, Charlie and Vaggie doing the same. "For heaven's sake, no one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break!" At some point, you spun away and collected Vaggie into your grip as Charlie twirled to Alastor, who caught her easily and dipped the blonde casually before spinning her around on the spot, making her yelp, which dissolved into giggles. You watched her over Vaggie's shoulder for a moment, and saw her horns extend just a bit more, hair flaring out wildly, before you looked back to her girlfriend. Vaggie was less amused, but yours and Charlie's enthusiasm had some effect on her and even she had a small smile on her face as the two of you danced together. The last few "Jailhouse rock!"s played and you returned to Alastor, finishing the dance with him. Finally, the song petered out and faded to something you didn't recognize, so you stopped dancing, breathing heavily but still laughing breathlessly. Alastor was perfectly composed, as usual, but the rest of you were completely spent, and you clung onto Alastor's hand as you caught your breath.
Once you had, you took one last deep breath and looked up to the Radio Demon, who watched you with a curious sort of grin. You returned it, and before you could regret it, you place a kiss to his cheek, just next to his toothy smile. You felt him freeze under you and giggled at his shocked expression, eyes wide and staring straight ahead. "Thank you for the dance, Al," you whispered, and then floated away, wings fluttering on your back. Alastor watched you walk away intently, and if he could still blush he knew he would have.
@clinicallyinsaneteen deal with it
and @winters-witch-bitch this is the deer demon I'm in love with fixating on right now.
"If I wanted to harm anyone here...
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Drawn for @munkthehunk who loves this deer boy.
Alastor: That's fair.
Devil: Not again.
Azazel: Are you going to want this back or can I keep it?
I find it incredibly amusing when people assume I know anything about automobiles. The other day, I went with Angel to get the oil changed in his rental car– because I was bored and Charlie made me go– and the car man kept trying to talk to me about the car! Yes Mr. Car Man, ignore the city fella who's driven cars since he was 13. Talk to the country hick who still can't work a microwave oven on his own instead!
The only alignment chart that matters
i can't get human alastor out of my head so yall are gonna put up with all my wips about him
[ID: A black and white WIP of human Alastor in profile view. His head is tilted upward and he is looking out of the corner of his eye at the viewer. He is dressed in a vest, button up shirt, a bow tie, and round glasses. His hair is slicked back. Blood is dripping down his face and onto his collar and bow tie.]