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I made this so now all y'all have to look at it.

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I am SO on board with this theory

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↳˗ˏˋAlastor x Readerˊˎ˗ ↴

☒ Summary: You tend to Alastor's wounds after the fight with Adam. The weight of almost losing him nearly breaks you.

☒ Warnings: gn!reader, hurt / comfort, implied established relationship, descriptions of injuries and stitching them up, mentions of anxiety, the reader cries a bit, comforting!alastor, and also soft!alastor, one kiss, non-sexual undressing, soft touches

☒ Word Count: 1,010

All you could think of the moment the battle ended was Alastor.

The last you saw of him, he was going head-to-head with Adam. But witnessing Nifty stab the lowly man made you worry something terrible happened to Alastor.

The moment you had a second to breathe, you rushed toward the Radio Demon's tower. A trail of blood leading toward his sanctuary sent a wave of fear down your spine. Your steps quickened at the sight, and all the worst-case scenarios flooded your mind. 

When you swung the door open, the view of Alastor blanketed your body with a cold sweat in the weight of a moment. He was doubled over the control panel, ears pinned flat to his head as the crackle in his voice echoed through the space with each breath he took. 

"Alastor!" You cried out, rushing over to his side in an instant. The sound of you calling his name caused his head to whip around. You wasted no time assessing his injuries, scanning your anxious gaze over his frame. 

"Worry not, my dear," Alastor coughed, blood spilling down the corner of his mouth. Your eyebrows knit in concern as you began raiding his radio tower, frantic to uncover a first aid kit. "Of course, I'm going to worry- you're bleeding all over the place!" You exclaimed, letting out a breath of relief as you found the emergency medical kit. 

Hastily, you began pushing Alastor's torn overcoat past his shoulders. The injured man simply gazed down at you, a weary smile decorating his visage. "Darling, I can handle this myself," Alastor clamored through gritted teeth, stopping your hands with his own before you could start unbuttoning his dress shirt. 

You shot your head up to meet his gaze, frustration evident on your face. "No, you can't! You need to let others help you when you need it! Stop trying to handle all these battles on your own. Please, Al," Your voice softened toward the end of your sentence. You didn't want to shout at him while he was wounded so badly, but Alastor's stubbornness got under your skin. Especially now. 

Alastor closed his eyes for a brief moment, taking in a shaky breath before releasing his grasp around your hands. "Alright, my darling... I won't stand in your way any further," His voice was barely above a whisper as he presented you with an apologetic look. You offered him a weak smile in return before undoing the buttons on his blood-soaked shirt. Peeling it off his frame with great gentleness. 

Your eyes widened in fear as you finally saw just how gnarly the gash across his torso really was. Your hands shook ever so slightly as you began threading the needle you uncovered in the first aid kit. "Tell me if it hurts too much, and we'll take a break." You expressed softly, eyes meeting his crimson ones. Alastor only nodded at you as he gritted his teeth harsher than before, bracing for impact. 

Alastor's grip on the edge of his desk tightened, leaving deep claw marks in his wake. You tried to make the stitching process as painless as possible, but there was only so much you could do. "I'm almost done, my love. You're doing so well," Alastor endured the grueling treatment, letting out a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding as you finished patching him up. 

You generously applied ointment before wrapping gauze all the way around his frame. Alastor let out a hiss as the bandage came in contact with his gash. "I know, my love... just hold on a little longer for me," You snuggly secured the gauze before bringing your hands down. You grasped his hands. Clutching his large palms comfortingly as you beamed up at him. 

"There, now you're as good as new." You quipped, massaging the pads of your thumbs into the back of his palms. Alastor grinned wearily, his crimson eyes holding much adoration for you. "Thank you, my darling... I reckon I should apologize for being so uncompromising before," A slight chuckle escaped his lips as Alastor squeezed your hands right back.

You let a laugh of your own fill the room as you leaned in closer. "Ah, don't be... I'm just glad you're okay," Before you could catch up, your head came flush against his shoulder. The adrenaline finally wore off, leaving your body shaky and weak. Alastor didn't miss a beat. He gripped your hips to stabilize you instantly. "My dear, are you alright?" His voice was laced with concern, radio static crackling out ever so slightly.  

Tears began brimming in your eyes before you could stop them, and a lump formed in your throat. One that you couldn't seem to swallow down. "Sorry, I just..." A hiccup shook your body as your hands came up to his chest, being careful not to graze his injury. "If you would have died... I couldn't bear it!" 

Alastor felt his heart ache at your sorrowful cries. Your solemn words only added fuel to the fire. One of his hands unhurriedly came up to the back of your head, cradling your neck as Alastor cooed at you. "Oh, my dear," He allowed you to sob into his shoulder for as long as you needed, only releasing his grasp around your head when he heard your cries fizzle out. 

You slowly pushed yourself back against Alastor's chest, sniffling softly as you looked up at him. Before you could process it, Alastor captured your lips with his. Pouring all of his love into the chaste kiss. Your heart fluttered as he rubbed soothing circles into your hips. Your worries seemed to melt away from his embrace. Alastor was your everything, and the fact that you nearly lost him today scared the fuck out of you. 

Alastor pulled back unhurriedly, still keeping his face close to yours. He nuzzled his nose against your own before he whispered, "I'm not going anywhere, my darling. You're stuck with me for all of eternity. I expect you haven't forgotten that already!"

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General Adam Headcanons

SFW

100% dresses like Adam Sandler under the robe

Pronounces bruh like “brah” unironically

Has a high body count, but not as high as you’d expect

He has abandonment issues cause of Lilith and Eve

He’d never admit it but losing both Lilith and Eve to Lucifer really fucked him up

Lilith left him for Lucifer, and Eve cheated on him with Lucifer

Due to knowing the pain of being cheated on, he will never cheat despite the fuckboy persona

Man can actually settle down with the right person

Wears his mask all the fucking time, he only takes it off to sleep

He thinks it makes him look badass and his favorite feature is the horns

He’s tall as fuck (6’3) but he’s kind of thin, so he wears a big ass robe to make up for it

You can only tell by his arms

He likes to appear big

His favorite thing about himself is his dick (surprise)

Listens to heavy metal

Can’t cook for shit

Needs therapy but will never accept therapy

Doesn’t realize how misogynistic he is and if you tried to tell him he would get defensive

“What, I fucking love women, they’re hot.”

Says “nuh uh”

Cried in front of Lute once– they never talk about it

Shockingly, he doesn’t have any STD’s and he’s very proud of that

Sees Lute as a best friend but he’d never let her know she means that much to him

Has a colorful vocabulary of cuss words and unique nicknames, ie “Danger Tits”

Is really good at coming up with unique insults too

Never get into banter with him, he will hurt your feelings

Sleeps like a rock but moves a lot in his sleep

Seriously, he’ll hit every position in one night

His band is actually really popular in Heaven, and he’s renowned for being the best guitarist

Of course, that only strokes his ego

Ego bigger than his dick, for real

But if you can get past his ego, he can be fun to be around

Touch starved

Cares for very few people, but he would die for the people he does care about

NSFW

Absolutely has a size kink

He’s tall and he loves to be able to look down at his partner

It makes him feel powerful, but he also finds it cute

Has tried every sex position possible but his favorite is missionary

Rarely does he do missionary however because he only likes it with someone he cares about

Phenomal at giving head

He has a long tongue and he knows his way around a vagina

Actually has a big dick, he’s not kidding

Like no wonder he walks around like he’s a god

Also has a virginity kink and it’s definately related to his abandonment issues but he’ll never address that

Whenever he has sex, he always goes for a round 2 in the shower

Actually hates being called things like “daddy” and “master”

While he has some kinks, he’s actually not a very kinky guy

But he’s down to try anything

Has been pegged, doesn’t prefer it

His third and final kink is a breeding kink

He has no idea why but its imperative that he finishes inside his partner

Messy, loves being feral in the bedroom

The kind of guy who’s gone right after a hookup

But if he has a partner, he insists on cuddling after sex

Perfers tits over ass

Will bury his face in his partner’s while they cuddle

One time he came from looking at himself in a mirror during a hookup

Eye contact goes crazy with a partner

Needs to see partner’s every reaction and expression

Also needs control the whole time

Will never sub again, he hated it

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Don't mind me simping

Can you do the 25th flirting prompt with Alastor?

Sure. God I need to make my Hazbin/Helluva masterlists soon.

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, dressing up, slightly possessive Alastor

A/N: Hazbin and Helluva were the first things I wrote for so it's gonna take a bit to make those lists.

25. "How much skin is too much skin to show on our date tonight?"

You heard Alastor whistling to himself and tapping his cane on the floor, eagerly waiting to see what you chose to wear tonight. He managed to get tonight free, although he never took his position in the Hotel too seriously, he hardly took anything seriously. Except for his commitment to you.

"Hey Al? Can I have a second opinion?" You yelled from behind the door.

"Sure, darling. Let me see what you have on." The moment you stepped out into the bedroom you heard the distinct sound of a record scratch as Alastor stared at you.

He was speechless. His eyes looked everywhere but your face, to your naked shoulders, the tops of your breasts showing, your dress so short that it could hardly be called a dress, or even a skirt. "How much skin is too much skin to show for our date tonight?" You asked with a very innocent tilt of your head.

Alastor smiled wide as he walked towards you, towering over you as he used his microphone to tilt your head up, "If you wear that I will not be accountable for killing every demon that looks at you in a lustful manner."

"And you think you're not a romantic." You stood up on your toes and kissed him on the lips, the song resuming its tune once more. "I'll go change. No sense wearing this just to get blood on it."

His hand wrapped around your wrist to stop you, "It would be quite a shame. How do you feel about wearing it for a next, more private date. Although I cannot promise it won't end up in shreds." You gulped when you saw how his eyes ran down your body, all to slowly before he straightened up and gave you his usual smirk, "Do hurry up darling, you know Rosie doesn't like waiting."

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Hey Vincent, how do you feel about being a "Tumblr sexyman"

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lets hear it for transgenderism and faggotry. can I get a round of applause for transgenderism and faggotry

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i love sleeping so much it's like detroit become nothing

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Train Whistles and Wedding Bells Masterpost

Summary: Six years after the end of his travels across different universes with the other holders of the hero's spirit, Wind is suddenly thrown into another adventure across time. Joined once again by three of his brothers, only one of which who remembers him, Wind will have to fight in a war for a world that isn't necessarily his own, all while simultaneously trying to keep his newfound family safe.

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Fics (Main Storyline!)

Train Whistles and Wedding Bells Series (Ao3)

Finding A Way Home Again - main storyline, in progress

October 9th - oneshot, complete?

Art/Character Refs

refs

Wind ref sheet / Phantom's Dress / Spirit's outfit (sketch) / Twawb Warriors / Wind Animation / Swords / Wind's Voice / Spirit's Voice / Engagement Rings / Wind but Cold ™️ / Phantom’s armor / heights

art/other

In love / In love 2 / In love 3 / In love 4 / doodles 1 / doodles 2 / doodles 3 / doodles 4 / doodles 5 / doodles 6 / doodles 7 / doodles 8

The ask that started it all

Brothers

Reckless

Muscles

Why Reckless?

Wind, Warriors, and Wine

What does THAT mean?

He'll be alright

Concussion

Fierce Deity

Bored

Unease

OCTOBER 9TH MEME

OCTOBER 9TH POISON AND PAIN

Whose cat?

Nightmare

Waterboarding children

It’s too cold

Spirit nO-

Heroic kiddos

Alcohol?

Drownd

Linebeck

Coffee

Girls night!!!

The masks

Sleepy

“The Soul Eclectic” - a TWAWB bad end animation

The proposal

tags:

#train whistles and wedding bells #twawb

#train whistles and wedding bells #twawb #twawb fanart #twawb fanworks

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Was onision part of your childhood trauma or are you normal

#onision #onion boy #childhood trauma #uhohbro #the fact that this man is still on the internet #its disgusting

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I watched the new Owl House episode and it hurted

#emotional damage #the episode was a bit too relatable #i almost cried fr #huntlow is very cute tho

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Love is a fucking sham. If you care about someone all they will do is hurt you in the end. And then the world shuns you for hurting, so you suffer alone until it kills you. Whether that be at 82 or 28.

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How do you just not care that you left me a depressed, broken mess? That I have little trust in love, people, relationships anymore. It's not fair you get to walk away unphased while I clean up the mess.

It doesn't matter though because you got her. That's what you wanted, it was never me. So who cares if I'm utterly devastated and confused because you have her.

I just want to be enough for once.

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After all you’ve done, I shouldn’t still love you like this

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My Chemical Romance is magic ✨

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girls go to college to get a degree in a program that they were once excited for but have since had all the enjoyment sucked out of it and is no longer a baseline requirement in an increasingly competitive and demanding workforce