there it is again. the familiar sting of your parentsâ harsh words. the same accusations, the same scolding, for things that you couldnât control.
you wondered what were wrong from the start? what did you do to be treated like this?
they donât want to have you at the first place. itâs just like⊠an accident - they said.
oh, poor girl, even your parents donât want you.
you donât want yourself either.
why though?
because you werenât talented enough? or maybe it was because you werenât as brilliant as your older brother, the one they cherished above all else?
âi told you! how naive of you to think that daughters are better than sons. now look at her, that bitchâs useless, not even 1 percent like her brother.â - your father shouted, didnât mind you hearing those harsh words.
âit was a mistake, okay?! and youâre responsible for this too! so stop blaming me for her being born a girl. like I wanted that!â your mother replied, frustration lacing her voice.
ah
you heard it million of times.
it was because you were born a girl.
hmmm.
being a girl seemed so complicated. they made you do all the chores, yet forced you to study as hard as your brother. they wouldnât let you wear what you wanted. theyâd praise him when he did the smallest thing, like sharing the chores, which you did every day, only to be scolded when one little thing went wrong. your brother, always their golden child. you, nothing more than a disappointment. you know they wanted another lovely son.. yet you were born. how pathetic
_____
you thought that your brother loves you, at least. then just to found out that he was just like your parents.
âweâre just blood-related, who were happened to be brother and sister, itâs just a coincidence.â
you heard it when you tried to convince your brother to stay with you after he decided to go to USA and work for NASA. you didnât like the thought of being separated from your beloved brother. it may look like you were being super nonsense and didnât consider about his future. but. you was just a child.
you were just 10.
just 10 when you bitterly learned that no one want to be with you. no one want you. not even your brother who you thought would count one. yet you guys are just âblood-relatedâ by âcoincidenceâ. it was too much for a 10-year old brain but you knew it too well.
all too well.
_____
your parents were yelling at you, again, for whatever the reason was. it was too much this time.
you knew it, you knew that nobody wants you. they didnât have to remind you.
you knew it, you knew that the fact you were just born as an accident to them. they didnât have to remind you.
you knew it, you knew that no matter how hard you tried, you canât be like your brother, âboys are always excelled at science or anything else, science are not for girls, girls are for the housework.â. they didnât have to remind you.
you knew it, you knew that youâre such an disappointment, useless, dumb, sometimes you are a bitch, you looked ridiculous, youâll never meet their demands since you are a girl. they didnât have to remind you.
you maybe are you, but you are nothing.
they didnât even stop even when tears started draining down your cheeks for half an hour now.
oh,
it hurts.
âaha, what should i do now?â - you thought.
even self-degrading canât help you forgot about the pain anymore, they talked too much.
the world was too loud tonight.
_____
thatâs when you found yourself ran away from home, again.
you ran away, but where you went? you didnât know, didnât want to know. you just wanted to hide away, anywhere if it was far from home.
home?
you stopped on a bridge, such a beautiful sight.
what day was this? - you wondered.
oh.
itâs almost New Yearâs Eve. people looked so excited preparing for it.
together.
with their beloved.
with their family.
family.
you looked down from the bridge. it was just a sight you, and the moon, reflected on the water. new year? you were about to turn 16 soon.
you just stopped and stared for a long while, didnât mind people passing by giving you their curious look.
you chuckled, âwere you following me, moon?â such a dumb question. at anytime like this, it was always just you and the moon.
âthe moon doesnât follow you, it was just a phenomenon of angular displacement.â you heard a stranger.
âhuh?â - you turned to look at where the voice came from.
that one was a teenager, having a neutral expression on his face. his eyes.. red, âa bit abnormal heh? but they were beautiful, shining under the moon like this. he looked like heâs at my age.. or a bit older. what was he saying again?â
âhe was.. wait.. what the fuck with that hair??? are his gel products running out of date or something???â
the thought made you giggled a bit.
âi said the moon didnât follow you, it was just too far away from the Earth.â - the boy repeated, explained his point.
âah.. sorry, i was too dumb for such science i guess.â - you chuckled a bit, insulted yourself for a joke to ease the tension. of course you knew that the moon didnât follow you, but.. you just want someone, or even just something to stay by your side at such time like this, the moon happened to be it.
âiâm a girl after all.â - you added, jokingly.
âwhat the hell are you talking about?â - the red-eye boy snapped at you. âscience is for everyone, whether youâre a boy or a girl.â
it is?
still having that depressing mood, you sighed ânot for me though.â
âwhyâd you think that? have you given it a try?â the crimson eyes of his narrowed a bit.
âoh, i did, but my parents say so. they said iâm useless for this world after all, science doesnât need someone like me.â the bitterness in your voice was impossible to hide as you stared down at the moonâs reflection again.
âthis world needs every single person on Earth, thatâs why you were born.â such beautiful voice, you thought. his voice was gentle, but it carried an undeniable truth that made you pause.
he really meant it.
ânah it was just an accident.â you replied with a hollow laugh.
please donât say so. donât make it harder for me to.
for me to-
give up on this world.
silence then hung between you both.
âyou were 10 billion percent wrong, â the young teenager, as if to broke the tension, came standing beside you on the bridge, glazing at the view.
no, please donât say anything more, i knew who i am, i knew i didnât deserve to be born!!
âeven people without any special skills, would always find a way to be useful.â
the world was so loud, yet it was so quiet.
you looked up to face him, stared into his eyes for a moment, just to immediately caught yourself wishing that youâd meet him sooner.
then you noticed something.
it was daylight already.
ââ
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when was the last time you found the sunset this endearing?
when was the last time you talked to a stranger?
when was the last time you ran away from home at this hour just to came back and continued to endure such unbearable things?
when was the last time you tried to end your pity life?
you donât know.
you just know that
it was the first time youâve felt your heart pounding inside your chest so much that it hurts.. but in a beautiful way.
it was the first time youâve felt like.. maybe, maybe to be born in this world isnât so bad. that youâre grateful to be born.
it was the first time youâve felt like youâre worthy for this world.
it was the first time youâd stare into someone eyes, admiring their beauty for such a long while.
you were..
which word to describe?
ah, yeahâŠ
mesmerized.
âsuch a creepy stare-â
âwhatâs your name?â - you cut him off mid-sentence.
âIshigami Senku.â - the boy replied with a neutral expression wore on his face.
you smiled.
_____
Senku wondered.
when was the last time he went out at this hour?
when was the last time he talked to a stranger, especially a girl?
when was the last time he tried to comfort someone?
when was the last time he saw a person who looked like theyâre trying to throw their life away?
he doesnât know.
he just knows that
it was the first time he tried to comfort a completely stranger.
it was the first time he found someone looked so depressing at around his age.
it was the first time he felt that strange feeling in his chest which he hasnât felt for years.
it was the first time he saw such an alluring smile.
he wasâŠ
which words to describe, again?
oh, yeahâŠ
mesmerized.
_____
âwhy are you-â he spoke up just to be cut off again.
âseems like i was blessed to meet you.â
you were grateful, grateful for being born, grateful for being scolded, grateful that youâve run away from home, grateful for whatever it is, now that you meet him.
âSenku.â
you have no regrets.
before he could say anything more, you backed off and waved goodbye to him, disappeared into the crowd after just a second.
âso weird.â he frowned a bit before shrugging things off and headed back home.
i wondered if iâll meet her/him again.
_____
i wrote this about a year ago and dropped it, planning on continuing this series :P hope you all will enjoy!
there it is again. the familiar sting of your parentsâ harsh words. the same accusations, the same scolding, for things that you couldnât control.
you wondered what were wrong from the start? what did you do to be treated like this?
they donât want to have you at the first place. itâs just like⊠an accident - they said.
oh, poor girl, even your parents donât want you.
you donât want yourself either.
why though?
because you werenât talented enough? or maybe it was because you werenât as brilliant as your older brother, the one they cherished above all else?
âi told you! how naive of you to think that daughters are better than sons. now look at her, that bitchâs useless, not even 1 percent like her brother.â - your father shouted, didnât mind you hearing those harsh words.
âit was a mistake, okay?! and youâre responsible for this too! so stop blaming me for her being born a girl. like I wanted that!â your mother replied, frustration lacing her voice.
ah
you heard it million of times.
it was because you were born a girl.
hmmm.
being a girl seemed so complicated. they made you do all the chores, yet forced you to study as hard as your brother. they wouldnât let you wear what you wanted. theyâd praise him when he did the smallest thing, like sharing the chores, which you did every day, only to be scolded when one little thing went wrong. your brother, always their golden child. you, nothing more than a disappointment. you know they wanted another lovely son.. yet you were born. how pathetic
_____
you thought that your brother loves you, at least. then just to found out that he was just like your parents.
âweâre just blood-related, who were happened to be brother and sister, itâs just a coincidence.â
you heard it when you tried to convince your brother to stay with you after he decided to go to USA and work for NASA. you didnât like the thought of being separated from your beloved brother. it may look like you were being super nonsense and didnât consider about his future. but. you was just a child.
you were just 10.
just 10 when you bitterly learned that no one want to be with you. no one want you. not even your brother who you thought would count one. yet you guys are just âblood-relatedâ by âcoincidenceâ. it was too much for a 10-year old brain but you knew it too well.
all too well.
_____
your parents were yelling at you, again, for whatever the reason was. it was too much this time.
you knew it, you knew that nobody wants you. they didnât have to remind you.
you knew it, you knew that the fact you were just born as an accident to them. they didnât have to remind you.
you knew it, you knew that no matter how hard you tried, you canât be like your brother, âboys are always excelled at science or anything else, science are not for girls, girls are for the housework.â. they didnât have to remind you.
you knew it, you knew that youâre such an disappointment, useless, dumb, sometimes you are a bitch, you looked ridiculous, youâll never meet their demands since you are a girl. they didnât have to remind you.
you maybe are you, but you are nothing.
they didnât even stop even when tears started draining down your cheeks for half an hour now.
oh,
it hurts.
âaha, what should i do now?â - you thought.
even self-degrading canât help you forgot about the pain anymore, they talked too much.
the world was too loud tonight.
_____
thatâs when you found yourself ran away from home, again.
you ran away, but where you went? you didnât know, didnât want to know. you just wanted to hide away, anywhere if it was far from home.
home?
you stopped on a bridge, such a beautiful sight.
what day was this? - you wondered.
oh.
itâs almost New Yearâs Eve. people looked so excited preparing for it.
together.
with their beloved.
with their family.
family.
you looked down from the bridge. it was just a sight you, and the moon, reflected on the water. new year? you were about to turn 16 soon.
you just stopped and stared for a long while, didnât mind people passing by giving you their curious look.
you chuckled, âwere you following me, moon?â such a dumb question. at anytime like this, it was always just you and the moon.
âthe moon doesnât follow you, it was just a phenomenon of angular displacement.â you heard a stranger.
âhuh?â - you turned to look at where the voice came from.
that one was a teenager, having a neutral expression on his face. his eyes.. red, âa bit abnormal heh? but they were beautiful, shining under the moon like this. he looked like heâs at my age.. or a bit older. what was he saying again?â
âhe was.. wait.. what the fuck with that hair??? are his gel products running out of date or something???â
the thought made you giggled a bit.
âi said the moon didnât follow you, it was just too far away from the Earth.â - the boy repeated, explained his point.
âah.. sorry, i was too dumb for such science i guess.â - you chuckled a bit, insulted yourself for a joke to ease the tension. of course you knew that the moon didnât follow you, but.. you just want someone, or even just something to stay by your side at such time like this, the moon happened to be it.
âiâm a girl after all.â - you added, jokingly.
âwhat the hell are you talking about?â - the red-eye boy snapped at you. âscience is for everyone, whether youâre a boy or a girl.â
it is?
still having that depressing mood, you sighed ânot for me though.â
âwhyâd you think that? have you given it a try?â the crimson eyes of his narrowed a bit.
âoh, i did, but my parents say so. they said iâm useless for this world after all, science doesnât need someone like me.â the bitterness in your voice was impossible to hide as you stared down at the moonâs reflection again.
âthis world needs every single person on Earth, thatâs why you were born.â such beautiful voice, you thought. his voice was gentle, but it carried an undeniable truth that made you pause.
he really meant it.
ânah it was just an accident.â you replied with a hollow laugh.
please donât say so. donât make it harder for me to.
for me to-
give up on this world.
silence then hung between you both.
âyou were 10 billion percent wrong, â the young teenager, as if to broke the tension, came standing beside you on the bridge, glazing at the view.
no, please donât say anything more, i knew who i am, i knew i didnât deserve to be born!!
âeven people without any special skills, would always find a way to be useful.â
the world was so loud, yet it was so quiet.
you looked up to face him, stared into his eyes for a moment, just to immediately caught yourself wishing that youâd meet him sooner.
then you noticed something.
it was daylight already.
ââ
yall iâm trying to write some fanfic about Senku bc i love him sm and i wanna share itđđ plis no hate huhu i tried. iâm planning on posting this on ao3 too and this is (nearly) a yumeship!! (because i have my own character and i planned this to be long and covered the whole series) i might change some part but yey this is one of my first fic!! have a great day
âthis world needs every single person on Earth, thatâs why you were born.â such beautiful voice, you thought. his voice was gentle, but it carried an undeniable truth that made you pause.
he really meant it.
ânah it was just an accident.â you replied with a hollow laugh.
please donât say so. donât make it harder for me to.
for me to-
give up on this world.
silence then hung between you both.
âyou were 10 billion percent wrong, â the young teenager, as if to broke the tension, came standing beside you on the bridge, glazing at the view.
no, please donât say anything more, i knew who i am, i knew i didnât deserve to be born!!
âeven people without any special skills, would always find a way to be useful.â
the world was so loud, yet it was so quiet.
you looked up to face him, stared into his eyes for a moment, just to immediately caught yourself wishing that youâd meet him sooner.
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in which: you sleep on the couch after an argument !
ft: gojo, geto, choso, itadori, megumi
warnings: food in getoâs, (minimal) angst to fluff, hurt/comfort
a/n: this is my coping mechanism. iâm sorry if any characters are ooc / NOT EDITED
Ë àŒćœĄ đđąđđą: arguments with gojo are so very draining. heâs uncooperative and itâs like talking to a wall that isnât afraid to insult you and aggravate you further. you bail out without communicating what you were trying to say, tired with the white-haired sorcererâs behaviour. you fall asleep that evening on the couch with a scratchy throat, swollen eyes and a singular blanket that only just barely covers your whole body. regardless, you managed to fall asleep somehow, dreading the morning to come.
âŠonly to question why there was an overgrown grandpa dangling off the couch- oh, thatâs your overgrown grandpa. gojoâs arm is wrapped tightly around you, his head buried into your chest. it seems like gojo was the only thing preventing you from falling off the couch in your sleep.
but his harsh words from last night still float around in your mind; so with a shove, you roughly push your boyfriend off the bed, unimpressed. he wakes up with a grunt, probably because of how cold your floor is.
gojo notices your pointed stare and wants to start whining.
âwhy are you here, satoru?â
âi couldnât sleep without you cause i missed you⊠a lot.â
you see the yearning and tiredness in his eyes and itâs enough for you to cave. although, he had yet to offer an apology, but itâs nothing a âlittleâ scolding canât solve.
I have a request that has been sparked to life by that demon form!alastor fic you posted (thanks to you and anon who requested btw, i've now unlocked the monster fcker kink i never knew i would ever have but that's beside the point)
Anyway the request is simply: Alastor hate fcking reader đ
{I had no idea what to really do with this so Iâm sorry if its not up to expectation}
Morningstar!Reader x Alastor
Themes: 18+ SMUT SMUT SMUT!!! hate fucking, humiliation, pet play, power play, face fucking, horn grabbing, tail pulling, creampie, biting/marking/claiming, Iâm probably missing something but just know its NASTYÂ
Alastor hated you.
The moment you came to visit Charlie and told her you would help, he hated you.
He hated how you carried yourself with such grace and dignity.
Hated how you remained in control no matter what.
He hated the power you wielded.
He hated you.
At least thatâs what he likes to tell himself.
He let out a deep growl as your cunt fluttered around him; coating him in creamy slick.
You let out a soft whine as he lifted one of your legs to rest on his shoulder, causing your cunt to take him deeper at the new angle
âA-Ala-stor!â
He hated how pretty you looked under him, face flushed and eyes scarlet.
If this is what heaven looked like, he would claim redemption right now.
âAll that talk about redemption and look at youâ he sneered with a harsh thrust âCumminâ on a demonâs cock like a common whoreâ another thrust as he leaned his face down to yours, long tongue licking up your face.
You growled and with some force willed yourself to roll the two of you over with you on top. You moaned as you sunk down on his cock, head thrown back in ecstasy.
Alastor let you seek your pleasure, head tilting as he watched you grind against him.
what a needy little thing you were
You gasped as you were yanked forward roughly, confused, your eyes drift down to see a smirking Alastor. You made an effort to try and lean back, to ease the drag of his cock against your insides, but Alastor had a steel grip on your horns.
He sneered up at you as he pounded up into your soppy heat.
âAlways in need to be in control, but dont worry ill fix thatâ
A clawed finger found your puffy clit, rubbing tight circles into the little nub.
You thrashed your head to get him off but Alastor had a grip and the force of your struggle made you topple over and slip of his cock.
Crashing onto your side, you tried to regain your balance but let out yelp as a weight crashed onto your back, hauling your hips up, forcing you into an arch.
Clawed hands mended your ass, taking moment to appreciate your form.
A slap to your ass made you jolt.
then another and another.
You whined at the stinging sensation that burned your ass.
A hand grabbed your swishing tail and yanked you back, his dick slapping against your weeping cunt.
âYouâre no different from a common sinnerâ he dipped his tip inside you.
âNothing but a pretty pet waiting to be ruinedâwith another yank of your tail, you were impaled on his cock.
He hissed as he bottomed out, wrapping your tail around his wrist as he gave you a few harsh thrusts.
H wanted to ruin you.
To break that heavenly persona you held onto.
Filling you to the hilt, he set a harsh pace.
Reveling in your wanton cries and moans.
âthis cunt was made to be ruinedâ Alastor growled setting a hand on your back to keep you arched as he pounded your poor cunt.
You clawed at the silk sheets beneath you, trying to find an anchor in the midst of him fucking you.
âAh Ah darlingâ a hand found your hair and pulled, bending your head back to hear your delicious cries.
âYouâre gonna take everything i give youâ
âYouâll let all of Hell hear that one of its princesses be treated like a wanton slutâ
âThat a demon such as myself was the only one who has the right to fuck you into submissionâ
each humiliating taunt was greeted with a powerful thrust and a sickening squish of your wet heat.
Sharp teeth nipped at your shoulder.
âYouâll cum on my cock and sing your praise of gratitude that it is me that allowed you such a courtesy.â You whimpered as his thrusts felt like they were trying to burrowing into your very soul.
There was a ring of cream forming at the base of his cock.
Alastor chuckled deeply âYou like that my dear? You want me to claim this cunt as mine so all of Hell know who bred this cunt?â
You sobbed as your orgasm ripped through you, moaning as he rapidly thrusted into your pussy.
âP-pleaseâ you whined through clenched teeth, feeling him hit that sweet spot inside you repeatedly.
âWhat was that? I couldnât hear youâ
He was using your tail to pull your against his thrusts, never slowing down.
âP-plea-Please cum in meâŠFUCk! Alastor!â
You gasped as he buried his cock deep inside you and emptied his cum inside your welcoming heat.
You felt a string snap and roared as trickles of your slick dripped down your thighs.
Alastor sunk his teeth in your shoulder and rusted into you as he rode out both of your releases.
Releasing your tail and hair, you shook on the bed in the aftermath of your fucking.
Panting you tried to regain your breathing.
You weakly protested as he flipped you onto your back, scurrying up your body til his cock laid on your lips.
Your eyes widened and you glanced up at him.
Alastor grinned at you
âIâm not done with you petâ he smeared your lips with your combined juices.
âOpen those pretty lipsâ a hand forced your jaws apart and he purred as he sunk into your throat.
Taking your horns, he used them to bob you along his cock.
Your jaws ached, throat burning as he pounded your throat.
You gagged around him, but that didnât deter him.
The sight of you swallowing his dick sent him over the edge and with a twitch of his dick, you whined as he spilled into your throat.
âthatâs it. Take it. Swallow every drop i give youâ
some of his cum spilled from your lips and you whined as he stayed buried to the hilt.
Satisfied, Alastor slid out of throat and grabbed your face, sneering
âdespite your irritating presence, you will make a fine petâŠyes my own personal little Hell slutâ Â
ê° :đ„ [ Deer in headlight ] ââĄá”ê±ËË â· âŻ
Summary : You've been in the hotel for a while now yet one mistery you never uncovered, where that ears atop his head or hair? So you made it your mission to touch them and figure out if they are indeed ears.. and maybe a discover a matching tail to the ears?
Pairing : Alastor x Reader
Word count : 3025 Words
Genre : Fluff, Slightly suggestive near the end
Warnings â” Possessive and out of character Alastor
Part 2 -> < Like a deer in headlight >
a/n : I wanna pat his head and ears so badly, they look so fluffy and when they move around and are pressed to his head? I'm crying-
Also I wasn't able to find that scene as a gif so I made it myself `^` Why that scene? Bcs his ears layed back on his head look absolutely adorable!
It's bugging you. Keeping a watching gaze on those fluffs atop a certain red-haired head, while you sat at the bar beside Angel who was in a conversation with Huskers, which you don't pay any more attention to. You were drawn in by the man sitting on the couch so carelessly while reading a newspaper.
They had to be ears right? They did move depending on his mood, even if not a lot.. But maybe it was also just his hair and not ears? If it were ears did he also have a tail? Ears and tail would make sense, seeing how he from time to time had smaller or bigger antlers atop his head, especially the big ones in his demon form.
"Are you even listening sweets?" Angels face appeared in front of your own now, twitching together a slight bit of surprise, your head turns to the two demons now and away from a certain deer demon. "Sorry.. I was spacing out a slight bit." You apologize to Angel now, Husk raising an eyebrow as he and Angel had noticed where your attention was diverted to. "Figured sweets, looked like you were eating smiles up with you eyes." Angel sends you a smirk, but you immediately start to shake your head, this wasn't what Angel was having on his mind right now. "I was wondering.. are those ears?" A gasp could be heard from Husk, Angel looking over his shoulder now to analyze Alastor's ears. The white spider was humming a bit, as he was debating whether they were ears or not, but Husker was already looking at you bewildered. "Don't even dare try anything, the last person to try and touch them was dead before they even got close." Now this was beginning to sound interesting, was Alastor this strange about it? If it was hair he wouldn't mind that much right? Well aside from the fact that he overall didn't enjoy being touched if it didn't come from his side or was allowed by him. But if they were ears.. were they sensitive? Was that why he didn't want anyone to touch them and.. did he have a matching tail? A cute little fluff of a deer tail?
Husk saw the gears in your head turning and speeding up, he grabbed both your cheeks as he turned your face to his, his eye staring into yours. "Don't you dare think about anything stupid, do you hear me?" Rolling your eyes, you pushed his hands away. Even though he was grumpy most of the time, you and Husk liked the company of one another, you two were quite good friends by now, so it made you a bit happy how he warned you and worried. But.. it was just thrilling to know, too noisy for your own good. "He won't kill me Husk, I'm his favorite!" Jumping from your seat, Husk lets out a groan, as you stride over to Alastor who is still busy reading the newspaper.
"Alastor! I got a question!" Jumping on the couch beside Alastor, you turn your body to him fully, one leg under you as your arm rests on the backside of the couch. Folding his newspaper together again, he lays it on the coffee table before looking at you. "Well of course my dear, go on ahead and ask whatever your heart desires to know!" He was talking and acting like a gentleman, giving you his full attention the second you addressed him and sat down beside him. "I was wondering for a while.. are those ears or is that your hair?" You were now pointing at his head, a smile still evident on his face, yet it somehow strained the slightest bit with irritation at your question. Huskers in the back was probably already fearing for your life. "Oh my dearest what a straightforward question, but I do fear I cannot answer you this. But do not worry your pretty little mind, maybe someday you will know." A soft pat was on your head, as the radio demon got up and made his way who knows where in quick strides.
"Oh no.. I know that face." Huskers was going crazy right now, the face you were making was one he knew oh so well, one that screamed > the game is on, I will win <. You were going to make this a game for sure, Husker was just praying the hotel would not be destroyed afterward.
The first thing now was to figure out if they really were ears, because if they were, you were so going to extant this self-proclaimed game of yours, to touching them.
"Oh Niffty my darling!" Shouting for the little psycho now, she jumps out of a room, a roach stuck on her little needle-like knife. She was a strange one no one understood, but still lovely and.. quite close to Alastor. "Niffty my dearest, you're very close to Alastor right? Do tell me, are those atop his head ears? Of course, you will get paid too for your information." Holding up a bag of alive insects and roaches, how you got them? Rather not ask, it was annoying and disgusting. Niffty was almost in an instant reaching for the bag, but you pulled it out of reach for her, reminding her what you wanted in return. "He told me how that part was sensitive and I should be careful, never told me if they were ears or not, but they have been pressed to his head a few single times when really irritated.. Now give me the bag!" Snatching the bag from you and running off with maniac-like laughter, she was crazy for sure. But did give you very useful information. Knowing the fact that he said they were sensitive, it makes you even more sure they were ears and pressed to his head when irritated? Yes, ears for sure.
Thats one check-point on your list done, now to the harder part touching them.. and figuring out if he has a tail too before he kills you for touching the ears!
Retreating to your room for now, you get out a notebook and scribble down some ideas of plans on how to touch them, but none of them seem really clever, so your notebook is quickly thrown against the wall out of frustration. A knock echoed through your room shortly after. "I heard a thump and wanted to make sure you were okay, you seem stressed.." Charlie entered your room, as you just slumped back against your pillows. Explaining to her what was bothering you, how you confirmed your theory that Alastor indeed has ears, but that you're now lost at how to be able to touch them. "You could just ask him! I'm sure a quick touch won't bother him!" Charlie was right.. If you would only take a second to touch them, just to feel them, he would agree, right? Thanking Charlie, you quickly make your way to Alastor's radio tower, this time of day he was usually busy writing his script for the following broadcast.
"Enter my dear!" His voice invited you, as he lifted his head to look at you. "What gives me the pleasure of your visit darling?" Pen still in his hand, his attention now on you though. Walking over to him, you look down at him, an unusual sight thinking of how he was normally taller than everyone and towering over them - well only exception might be Angel. "May I touch your ears? Just a second! I'll be quick!" Unnoticeable Alastor's eye twitched slightly from irritation, this topic again, you were not going to let it go, were you? "My dearest, I think I already told you to leave it, beside I never confirmed nor denied if your suspicions were correct." Head leaning on his palm now, as he was watching you, it was clear that if you were going to press on even further, he would get mad, but you didn't care. "I figured thanks to some information from someone, it won't be long! Just a soft touch! Just a second!" Now his eye twitched visibly, his hand raised and with a snap of his fingers, you were outside the door again, as you heard a click of the door being locked. Guess this didn't work.. Next plan.
Apparently, it would be harder than you thought to touch his ears. The first plan failed miserably. Currently, you are enjoying some tea with Rosie, maybe she could help you. Rosie was an old friend of Alastor, they were indeed quite close so perhaps? "Oh my dear, I have to disappoint you, our good Alastor hates getting them touched, he never let anyone near them and if, they were not able to talk about it afterward." So Rosie could also not help you, your ears peeking up now though as Rosie let out a thinking hum. "Perhaps, you could try and bribe him.. He does favor this one place in our town, it's rather expensive but, I can give in a good word for you, I do want to know how he reacts to you, his little darling touching them." Finally, some progress, though you didn't dare ask more about how Rosie had called you > his little darling < that would be for another time.
So with Rosie's help, you get his favorite meal for a good price as you make your way back to the hotel and immediately to Alastor's room. After knocking, his voice invites you in, which you gladly accept. "Oh, my dear Alastor! I got you food from your favorite place~!" In an almost sing-song voice, you announce that you got a meal for him. Now you finally saw it for the first time clearly, his ears perking up before his head turns to you with excitement. "Oh my dearest, you didn't have to!" As he was reaching out, just like before with Niffty, you pulled it out of his reach. "It wasn't cheap so.. how about as a thank you, you let me touch your ears?" The object of your current obsession now turned back, a slight scowl on Alastor's face, while still wearing his usual smile, though it was rather tight. "If that was all you wanted dearest please enjoy the meal yourself, I do not want it for those conditions." Was he for real right now? One you wouldn't eat this because.. it was in no way your preference and second you were only asking for a small touch. Rubbing them once, then you would, probably, never ask him ever again. Rolling your eyes, you push the food into his hands, you know he hasn't eaten yet, he tends to forget. "Eat it but don't think I will give up!" Storming out of his room now, his ears going back to normal, would you be behind him right now and his coat off, you would definitely see his little tail swishing from side to side.
Another failed attempt, your head now lying on Angels lap, as you both were bored in the foyer of the hotel. How could it be that no plan works? Was he despised by the idea of people touching his ears? Or maybe it hurt him? But then he wouldn't have allowed Niffty so many times to put stuff on his head and near his ears, like little self-made crowns or even flowers.
"Still no luck sweets? Maybe you should drop it, whiskers by now also absolutely going crazy worried about what your next plan will be." Angel was patting your head softly, running his fingers through your hair, your legs dangling off the side of the couch. "I really want to touch them, he just won't let me.." A small pout on your lips now, brows arched together in irritation. Over the last few days, you were breaking your head over what you could try next, but nothing really came to your mind. "Say, Angel.. your fluff is also a zone from your spidery traits, right? Would you let someone touch it?" Looking up at Angel now, he raised his eyebrows because you knew a lot of people were touching his fluff, but he figured out what you meant. "I would, because it doesn't do anything to me really, it barely tickles when someone goes too deep into it." It tickles? That was interesting, maybe Alastor's ears were also ticklish and that's why he didn't want them touched. To your surprise Angel pulled your hand to and into his fluff now, you never touched it like this. It was so soft, you bet Angel would make an amazing cuddle buddy. "See? It does nothing, but I know some others like me or smiles, who feel more on their animal traits, take whiskers for example, he wanted to cut off my hands the moment I yanked his tail once when I was drunk." You never knew that, that happened, interesting, you would definitely ask for more details of this story another time. Thinking about it now Husk would also probably not let you touch his ears or tail.
What you didn't notice was a certain demon sneaking into the hotel, watching you touch Angels fluff with stern eyes.
"Dearest!" Alastor was calling from behind you, as you made your way out of your room. "What's the matter? Do you need anything?" Alastor didn't say anything, but simply opened your door again and pushed you inside of your room, closing the door behind him. "Let's make a deal, you have to do something and in return I let you touch them." Your eyes sparking up now.. He was coming to you with a deal for touching his ears? And it wasn't for your soul?! This was probably the best day ever! "Sure whatever you want! Tell me! Now!" Your excitement couldn't be contained anymore.
"You are allowed to touch them once, in return you will never ever touch any other ones animal trait again." Huh? Your eyes blinked a few times as your brain registers his words. He asked you to never touch other's traits again? Did he mean because of you touching Angels fluff the other day? Did he see that? And why did it matter to him? Your brain was trying to puzzle together right now what this meant. "Wait.. I'm allowed to touch them once? No no no.. I'm allowed to touch them whenever I want, in return I won't touch others traits ever again." Holding your hand out with a determined expression now, Alastor's eye twitched again, but he still ended up shaking your hand, green lighting up from your hands for a second, but disappearing again after a second.
"Now.." A smirk played on your lips, as you took slow steps over to the demon, who was watching you closely. He lowered his head slightly for you to reach his head. Hands stopping an inch before his ears, fingers twitching to finally feel his ears. And finally all your advances and failed plans paid off. His ears were soft, the hair.. fur? On them soft, probably softer than his hair. They were rather warm, slightly moving against your fingers. Without thinking, you pressed a kiss against them, a gasp echoing from the demon they belonged to. Who knew all you had to do for him to agree was to slightly rile him up with jealousy?
"O-Okay! Enough!" Pulling back now, he was looking down at you again now. And what a sight he was right now. A sight you had never seen before. His face was bright red, as his ears stood tall in alert now, eyes wide and mouth despite smiling slightly agape by shock, probably of how much he actually liked it. "The deal was I could touch them whenever I wanted!" Looking at him with the best pout you could muster up now. Eye squinting a slight bit at you, before he could react, you grabbed his coat by the front, pulling him to your bed. "I will enjoy this now for as long as I want, I waited weeks and after all these failed attempts!" Fingers back on his ears now, softly running them over the fur, a cateful tug on them had the radio demon himself gasping, before biting his lip while trying to retain his signature smile. Wondering just how far you could go with this, till he might even pass out.
After hours, you finally stopped down to softly patting his hair, running your fingers through his hair. Leaning against the headboard, Alastor rested his head on your shoulder, visibly tired from you toying with his ears, now enjoying the contrast of your soft pats on his head.
"Does it feel weird? Or hurt?" Looking down at him now, you didn't even think of asking if it hurt him. Chuckling at how you're worrying for him now after hours of playing and patting his ears. "Do not worry your pretty little head love, I was so opposed to it because it's quite the opposite. It feels good, too good even sometimes." That explains his reactions a lot, his breath was rather hard when you were playing with them, and his face was crimson red at some point. If someone barged in to see him like this, they would have probably been dead by now. "Makes sense so.. do you have a matching tail?" At that his body tenses up, oh how you loved teasing him. But before you could take a peak under his coat, he was up on his feet and out of the room. This would be a fun new mission.
Angel couldn't help but cackle at the way Alastor stormed through the foyer and out of the hotel, absolutely disheveled. Husker just let out a breath when you joined them at the bar, though it stocked again when you told them of your newest plan of the radio demon and his deer tail. The radio demon probably already dreading your attempts and how he knew, he would in the end enjoy this just as much as he enjoyed you patting his ears.
Hiii!! I hope you're doing alright! I read one of your hazbin headcannons with Angel Dust, Husk, sir pent, and Alastor reacting to their s/o being hurt by them during sex due to their teeth or claws. So, an idea came to mind. What if their s/o just hid the fact they got hurt but refused to have sex for almost a month by saying they weren't in the mood, only to find their S/O, later on trying to fix the infected wound they had for almost a month while they were crying?
I apologize if it doesn't make sense, English isn't my native language, so sometimes I make things sound very difficult to understand. đ„Čđ
Hey, your English is great, don't sweat it.
Pairing: Alastor, Husk, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious x Reader
A/N: I'm not ready for Hazbin Hotel s1 to end. It's too soon.
ALASTOR
Loves seeĂŹng the scratch marks on your body after he made you feel good. When there's so much that you're bleeding, as long as you're not crying he knows you're okay, even crying is fine. But if it starts to hurt so bad that you're sobbing then he will back down quickly and switch into a more caring version of himself, he likes hurting you but only when you ask for it.
HUSK
Won't stop if he scratches or bites you, he's a cat demon, it's in his nature. But it is also in his nature to lick your wounds, or in this case the scratches and bite marks he left on your body while having sex. He has been known to get a little rough when he's in mating season but even then he will put aftercare very high on the list of priorities for the two of you.
ANGEL DUST
Doesn't mind leaving scratches on you, he's open to many kinks and besides him scratching your back just means you did a really good job. If he goes overboard and you don't tell him during sex he will feel responsible for not noticing. He's always apologetic if he goes overboard, what he wants it to give you pleasure, never pain, maybe a mix of the two.
SIR PENTIOUS
Freaks out as soon as you make a noise that's not a moan. He is well aware that his two cocks can be a lot to take one after the other and that he can coil around you tightly when you're mating but scratching is not something he usually did. Possible that he lost control of himself, that you felt so good that he got way too into it and if so he's sorry and will work on it.
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