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{Cough cough here my alastor cosplay for your consideration!!! I always have so much fun cosplaying him}

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"Radio is not dead, but it is ending this broadcast."

how dare he look this good after being absolutely humbled? idk

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{Yeah I won't lie I think I'm gonna take a break from writing tonight. I'm just not feeling it today. I'll try and answers more tomorrow after I'm home from work and I've had a nap}

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He was never going to finish cooking was he?

There is the deep playful sigh as he gives in to her yet again. Honestly the fool she made out of him. Not that he cared.

Hands come to stop as he watches her fingers dance along the work top. He chuckles as he turns off the boiling water. Well now it takes two to dance now doesn't it.

Suddenly cooking seems far less interesting. 

Without so much as asking for her permission he grabs her hand from the work top and brings it up to his lips to place a kiss to the back of it.

Her hand still tangled with his he pulls her into his chest and holds her in place by putting his hands on either side of the cooking. There was a mischievous smirk on his lips.

"Can I help you Ma biche because it seem your hellbent on distracting me"

" A frigid day, indeed." Muttering off. She would find herself wanting to poke at him again.

More or less, she used a subtle refusal to explain her need to touch him continually. Something she despised yet could not manage to avoid in private.

It was not like he cared anyhow. Even when things got a little... Messy.

However, she was now lingering from her seat. Coming closer to observe his small cooking operation. A lean on the counter and a finger dance to disrupt him as he moved down the wood. Even teasing her fingers at whatever instrument he could have been using.

All of this happened without word.

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{I am here after fucking around and cosplying alastor just for fun and to see how the new wig looked. I have a con in July where I'm in a group cosplay and I'm suer nervous about it}

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🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

❛  are you always so competitive?  ❜ ❛  are you okay? are you hurt?  ❜ ❛  are you sure you can do this on your own?  ❜ ❛  are you thinking what i'm thinking?  ❜ ❛  can you go take care of this, please?  ❜ ❛  can you show me how to fight?  ❜ ❛  can you tell me more about your adventures?  ❜ ❛  do you believe in ghosts?  ❜ ❛  do you ever think about anyone other than yourself?  ❜ ❛  does it really have to be like this?  ❜ ❛  don't you think you've already done enough damage for one day?  ❜ ❛  has no one ever given you a compliment before?  ❜ ❛  have i ever told you how beautiful you look in the glow of the moonlight?  ❜ ❛  have you noticed anything different about me lately?  ❜ ❛  haven't you ever wondered why i never talk about my childhood?  ❜ ❛  how can you just go to sleep like nothing happened?  ❜ ❛  how many more people have to suffer before you realize your madness?  ❜ ❛  is there anything else i can do for you?  ❜ ❛  is this really how you want this to end?  ❜ ❛  isn't it ironic?  ❜ ❛  what are your plans for today?  ❜ ❛  what else do you want me to say?  ❜ ❛  what else have you hidden from me?  ❜ ❛  what happened here? where is all that smoke coming from?  ❜ ❛  what has happened in your life that made you like this?  ❜ ❛  when were you going to tell me?  ❜ ❛  where are we supposed to go from here?  ❜ ❛  who will be able to stop them now?  ❜ ❛  why can't you just act like a normal person?  ❜ ❛  why can't you just leave me alone?  ❜ ❛  why can't you just stay focused?  ❜ ❛  why does everything always have to be so complicated?  ❜ ❛  why should i believe you now when you've told nothing but lies?  ❜ ❛  why won't you just tell me what i did wrong?  ❜ ❛  will it ever stop hurting so much?  ❜ ❛  will you go out on a date with me?  ❜ ❛  will you just shut up and kiss me already?  ❜ ❛  will you please text me when you get home safely?  ❜ ❛  you're completely out of your element here, aren't you?  ❜

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&. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  we  love  angst  on  this  blog,  what  can  we  say.  here’s  some  more  dialogue  prompts  for  you.  a  warning  for  potentially  triggering  themes  below.  )

❛ everything you touch, you ruin. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ you can’t make me disappear. ❜

❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜

❛ i don’t need your permission. ❜

❛ don’t shut me out like this. ❜

❛ the less you know, the better. ❜

❛ i won’t stop killing until you kill me. ❜

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. ❜

❛ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❜

❛ i felt something loosen in me that shouldn’t have been loosened. ❜

❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜

❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜

❛ let me get closer, i have a hell inside of me where your demon can live. ❜

❛ people like that don’t deserve to live. ❜

❛ just do what you’re told. like you always do. ❜

❛ why do you have to make everyone hate you? ❜

❛ it’s better that you don’t get involved. ❜

❛ i’d do anything to make you stay. ❜

❛ who cares if it bleeds. ❜

❛ is this what you think love is? ❜

❛ just breathe through it. it gets easier. ❜

❛ don’t pretend that you cared about me. ❜

❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜

❛ we wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for me. ❜

❛ i will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace. ❜

❛ the world doesn’t hate us. but it doesn’t love us either. ❜

❛ it hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time. ❜

❛ a darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜

❛ it’s safer to be feared, than loved. ❜

❛ am i not good enough for you? ❜

❛ a burnt child loves the fire. ❜

❛ i’m tired of dying. ❜

❛ what if you hurt because it feels good? ❜

❛ don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken. ❜

❛ if you want me to die, you can just say so. ❜

❛ you don’t have to be afraid of who you are. ❜

❛ that line disappears once you cross it. ❜

❛ how can i believe you after all you’ve done? ❜

❛ i won’t let you forget about me. ❜

❛ the person you once knew me as, died. ❜

❛ are you going to leave me again? ❜

❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜

❛ no one is going to save you. no one can. ❜

❛ maybe you’re / i’m already dead. ❜ 

❛ you have blood on your hands. ❜

❛ what, can’t take a punch? ❜

❛ i’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜

❛ you have to step out of this darkness and let them see you for who you are, like i have. ❜

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{I'm not getting anymore drafts done for today so might as well throw this out into the world. Like this and I send you ask memes if you are a multimuse please let me know which characters you would like me to send stuff to!!!}

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Now that's a question. She certainly has his attention now. His smile grew as he looked over to gaze at the queen. He was more than happy to take the subject away from his death. No, this new topic was far more interesting.

"Forgive me for my bluntness but I don’t  think Hell had anything to do with you two. Darkness came long before God ever did so it stands to reason there is a being as old as god who is the opposite a true evil or else how did root of all evil become a concept to be used in the first place? Though maybe I’m wrong, who knows religion has never been something I gave much thought to."

Lackluster, indeed. One might have expected the Radio Demon to meet his end in a blaze of glory. Instead, he succumbed to a mere accident, followed by a gruesome mauling. She could only imagine the number of scars those dogs had left behind.

“Of course, no one wishes to see their hard-earned accomplishments vanish. It would be devastatingly soul-crushing to start anew after so much effort. Yet, I do wonder what Hell would become if Lucifer and I were eliminated. Would there even be a Hell? Who do you think will fill the power vacuum?"

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Obnoxious pompous cultist bastard. He could say a lot more about the TV box but why waste even more words.

"I'm feeling spontaneous so why don't you surprise me since this is your territory after all. I'm sure no one knows it better than you." A cheap compliment is matched with tight smile.

See? Alastor could be a good little doe when he put his mind to it! The less irritating, the better.

✥✧∘* "Why don't we actually get a bite to eat? What are you feeling. I'll pay." He offers, soon folding his arms behind his back at he stares at him with those glowing red eyes.

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Had the other truly forgotten just how well the radio demon knew him? Not much can escape his gaze. The Tv demon had his attention at that moment wasn't that what Vox wanted? For him to see him? Crimson eyes study the TV screen as a clawed thumb rubs along the bottom of his screen. Suspicion building in his gazes and smile. He would be lying if he didn't say that Vox looked worn out and well he was no use to him if he was running on fumes. He'll allow the other to grip his wrist.

"I wanted to see you for once." That all the other media demon would get as a way of an explanation for his actions. He doubted Vox would believe him if he said it wasn't about him.

It was no surprise for the radio demon when his hand got ripped away with ease. He takes it in his stride, shaking his wrist out as it comes back to rest behind his back. Though his gaze doesn't shift once from that vibrant screen. Some kind of concern sneaked into his features for a moment, blink and you would miss it.

"When was the last time you spelt? You're no good to anyone if you're burnt out."

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"Grasp" - for Vox

Lips part to protest as his eyes scrape up to Alastor. There's something pleading and pathetic ( dare suggest the word desperate ) to his gaze, but rage is a vibrant mask that covers it. Vox's lips fall shut as he averts his gaze, hesitating for a fraction of a moment before raising a clawed hand. Gripping Alastor's wrist, he considers yanking it away but doesn't. Instead, he turns his attention to Alastor once more with irritation thick in his brow.

“ What do you want, Alastor? ” Isn't radio the media that doesn't want to be seen? Expression sharp and pointed, Vox is left to wonder why. Why does Alastor demand he look now?

Any momentary lapse in judgement quickly files its way in the back of Vox's mind as he rips the hand away from his chin. Retreating his own hands, Vox straightens his posture and fixes at his coat lapels. He won't be a windup toy playing into Alastor's hands literally or figuratively. Not now anyway. This is hell's finest; the dignified overlord, Vox.

“ It's not like you to get handsy, so out with it already. ”

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{Cough cough a good song for Al at all of his ships much love from al xoxox}

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{I have four drats to answers and I will do one or two after I've cooked dinner tonight. I'm just not feeling like writing right now hopefully after cooking I'll be in the right mood again}

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what about my portrayal attracted you to my blog?

if you would like to be more specific – what made you stay?

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Everyone had their own unique way of dealing with loss and grief. Some mourned quietly, some people did a celebration to remember lives that were lost and some people came together to share the loss.

Alastor had understood Cannibal Town's annual Extermination Feast. It was unorthodox of course but it made sense when you understood its residence and he always had felt more at home there.

Rosie's celebration would always put Mardi Gras to shame with its celebration that lasted long into the early hours of the morning.

"Truly that woman is a mystery, you think most men would stay clear of her." He has a slight buzz about him after spending the evening drinking and just enjoying the laughter he shared with Rosie. Had been a while since he could let loose like this with his dearest friend.

She is right of course she is far too late for him to wander back to the hotel and it had been even longer since had an invitation to stay from the cannibal overlord. "How you know how to twist my arm." He teases lightly as he is respectful enough to remove his shoes before stepping further into Rosie's home. "Though as always you are right my dear be a poor show if I wondered back to the hotel so late."

Seeing Rosie unpolished is always a rare sight that he knows he is lucky to even witness and he would return the favor by slipping out of his own jacket for the evening and hanging it by her hat along with his cane.

"It's almost as if you planned this my dear."

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In the wake of every extermination-- even ones where the people of Cannibal Town had fought back, and apparently won-- there was grief, and loss. Things had changed, and people had been lost, and there was always a sense of aching absence in the tight-knit community.

Over the years, they'd found their own way to mourn. The annual Extermination Feast was certainly an unorthodox way of celebrating the lives and livers of the dearly departed-- but what did people expect from a town of cannibals?

Food was plentiful, toasts were made, there was dancing and music; and the doors to the Cannibal Town hall were open to anyone that wanted to join them.

"Susan was in a great mood for someone who's just eaten their fourth... Fifth? Fifth! Husband." Rosie was pink cheeked with laugher as she and Alastor made their way back to her house. The party would probably go until dawn, but it had been a long time since she'd been out to the small hours of the morning!

Closing the door behind them, Rosie toed off her heels, and sighed with relief, hanging her hat on the hat rack with a cheery flourish. Alastor was one of the only people in Hell that got to see Rosie unpolished. In silk stockinged feet, and her hair escaping the pins that had been hidden under her hat.

"You should stay the night, it's too late for you to go back to that hotel now. The guest room's already made up, and you know how comfortable it is!"

(clothing reference!)

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He could understand her wanting to come and help him of course he did. If he had been the other way around he most certainly would have done the same without a second thought. "I'm very much still alive my dear."

He nods his head at her. "As long as you know."

"Why would I do something so foolish as leave you alone." No he does his damn best to not leave the dear lady's side not if he can help it. He could make jokes, tease her a little but it wasn't the time. "Well in that case shall we get this show and tell started?" His tone is light hearted more for her than himself. He starts with removing his jacket and neatly placing it on the arm of his chair. He knows she more than likely isn't going to be pleased with what she finds but he had done his best in the time of crisis. "I do believe it would be for the best if you take it for here."

"I know you are but it doesn't mean I can't worry about your well being as well my dear. Isn't that how relationships work, it is a two way street? I needed a little time to myself, I've never been one to take losing well."

He knows she cares about him or else this whole conversation wouldn't be happening. She didn't need to explain anything to him; he understood her perfectly. "I care about you also my darling how can I not?"

"I can promise you that I have no plans on dying on you my dear Rosie. Very well but know  thatI won't be thrilled about the idea." Well this certainly was in his plans but if it helps Rosie to feel better about his health then who has he to deny her. "Shall we get this over with then? I see no point in wasting anymore time." No the longer it took the more likely he was to talk himself out of this.

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{Right I'm gonna go chill for while before heading to bed catch me on discord. I'll be back to answer a few more things tomorrow}