#{ ᴬˡᵃˢᵗᵒʳ ⁺ ⱽᵒˣ/ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗˡᵉˢˢʳᵉᵃˡⁱᵗⁱᵉˢ 📻 ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘᴜᴘᴘᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ꜱᴜꜰꜰᴇʀ ᴍᴇ }

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"Beloved, can I be the pretty little thing on your arm tonight? I'll get dolled up just for you~"

@countlessrealities

[mcltiples]

{ @countlessrealities | @imprvdente }

there is NOTHING better than a true power couple… the only two people who can keep up with each other, constantly testing one another, intimidating together, intimidating apart, an unrelentless, unstoppable force, the only two characters able to truly mellow and understand each other, god damn

[mcltiples]

[[ I guess this was kind of mandatory, since they are engaged and all -sigh- The half symbols are stuff he usually isn't / doesn't think he is, but he'd totally be for Alastor if that's what his beloved wants x3 ...also sorry but this guy? He can't cook to save his life. But maybe he could learn if he had the right teacher x3 ]]

Are you Alastor's type? || accepting

This caught Alastor's interest. He wasn't expecting Vox to play into these silly games for him. Though, he appreciated it. Given that they were soon-to-be wed, it was nice to see that they had a lot in common. Specifically, everything that the Radio Demon was looking for in a potential partner.

"Can't say that I'm surprised, my beloved," His grip tightened around his cane, holding it behind his back, along with his arms folded behind him. "What really catches my eye is that you're willing to give up control, does that apply outside of the bedroom as well?"

It's a joke. He doesn't actually mean it. Besides, he had made a promise. That he would be the one to submit during their relations. And he didn't see any change to that. Unless Vox had other ideas.

"You know, all of this fighting we have been doing lately is getting in the way of our wedding preparations. I'd like to proceed with that. Maybe we can go out to eat tonight and discuss our plans?"

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IT'S ALASTOR'S BIRTHDAY || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; So, as it had turned out, Alastor celebrated his birthday. It was a piece of information Vox had never been given until the two of them had abruptly gotten engaged, even if he had had some suspicions in that sense back when they were friends. Now that he knew for sure, however, it meant one thing. He had to get his fiancé a present.

Had they been strictly friends as they had once used to, the task would have been much easier. He could have gone with something classic, like a bottle of very expensive vintage or liquor, or perhaps an LP record holding a collection of jazz music. They were decent good ideas, but neither screamed "romance". He had to do better than that.

Eventually, his wandering had landed him in Cannibal Town. Since Rosie had learnt that he and the Radio Demon would be tying the knot, he had once again become a welcome presence, which made his visits much easier and pleasant. The place had been buzzing with preparations for Halloween, so most store windows showed stuff relating to the holiday.

After what had felt like hours, right when he had been ready to give up, his eyes had by chance landed on an an antiques shop and he had seen it. Exactly what he was looking for.

As confident in his purchase as he was, though, when the moment came for him to present the slick black box decorated with a blood read bow to Alastor, Vox was nervous. Perhaps he was being dramatic, but he couldn't stop thinking that, if his fiancé hadn't liked the gift, it would have been a disaster.

"My dearest," he greeted with his best charming grin, feeling bold enough to take one of the Radio Demon's hands so he could brush a kiss on the inside of his wrist. "I wasn't sure of what plans you had for the day, but...I got you something."

The gift would turn out to be a peculiar music box, shaped like an anatomical heart, down to the smallest detail. It was painted in the most realistic way, to the point that you would have expected to feel the blood and the muscle upon touching it. When opened, it played a slow lullaby, dark and creepy, a horror story written with musical notes.

[[ Bday ask for Alastor from Vox !! ]]

Not that Alastor would ever admit it, but he was expecting to see his fiancé today. Easily slipping out of plans all day from other people. Just so he could have all his time spent around the one person he currently found himself wrapped around like a coiling snake with their prey.

And when he finally came face to face with Vox, the first thing his eyes landed on was the black box. He took it in between his hands. Well, one hand, since the other was held and given affection. Something that he's come to long for and even expect by now.

He managed to wriggle his hand free, softly touching one corner of Vox's screen, a caress in the most delicate way. A gesture of appreciation.

Turning his focus back onto the box, he began to open it. Red eyes gazed down at the gorey music box. "Oh my," He let out, eyes flashing to black for a few seconds.

Carefully, he took it out of the box and held it in his hands. He opened it up to hear the tune that came with it. Oddly enough, for other's at least, it sounded soothing and calm to him. This would definitely lull him to sleep.

"Such a unique gift, I must say, I truly admire the craftmanship of this odd little knick-knack," He allowed himself to set it down for the moment. Instead, slipping his fingers in between his fiancé's, holding both of those hands and bringing them up to his chest. "You certainly know how to woo me sometimes, my beloved, though, I shouldn't be too surprised now,"

He leaned forward, head tilted at an eerie angle. "Thank you, now, as for plans, they're whatever you want them to be, it's my day and I've chosen to do whatever you want to do, so make it good."

And before he could earn a protest at that, he pushed himself forward to deliver a tender kiss to that screen. Closing his eyes, lips lingering and softly moving in something he's come to known as romantic affection. Who knew that he would be spending his birthday with his fiancé. If someone told him that years ago, he would be laughing hysterically. Yet, here he was. And he couldn't have been more pleased with that fact.

[mcltiples]

{ @countlessrealities }

Ssshhh! Don’t tell him 🤫🤫🤫

[mcltiples]

Send 'Soft gestures' + a number for my muses reaction to yours || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; 'Soft gestures' + 13 (help them with their BOWtie) [[ Vox for Alastor! ]]

This was the new normal for Alastor now. Ever since they started their sexual relationship, unlocking a new side of himself that never had been apparent before, he began waking up next to the man that he would soon marry. Who knew that after so many years, he would find something like this in his afterlife. It almost made him want to laugh at how ridiculous it all was.

After dragging himself out of bed, showering in the high tech shower -- which frustrated him to no end, how was this thing supposed to work anyway? -- he would finds himself getting dressed in the presence of the other man. It dawned on him how domestic all of this was. Something so foreign, something that he thought would never happen to him.

Yet, here he was.

Just as he was about to fix up the bowtie, his fiancé approached him. In a silent fit of submission, he didn't even try to do it himself. He would let the Media Demon do it. Since it was implied that the other was adamant on doing it.

"Not too tight, beloved, I don't want to choke through the day," It was a playful warning, mostly teasing. "Do you want me to make you some coffee while you're in that horrid excuse of a shower that you own?"

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Send ❤🎶 for a mini playlist for our muses~ || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; ❤🎶 [[ Alastor & Vox ]]

Only You - The Pretty Reckless

Oh boy, have you seen my head? / I've lost my mind so I forget / Oh boy, have you seen my heart? / It's beating so loud, I'm falling apart and- / Only you can bring me back to life / Only you can put me into right / Tell me when I can breathe again

Mine - Halestorm

I will wear you down / I will break your crown / Because it's mine / Mine, all mine / I will scream your name / I'll make your body shake / Because it's mine / Mine, all mine

Chemical Love - Escape The Fate

Addicted to the way we hurt / Can't breathe for the life of me / I'm drowning in your eyes / I must be under a spell / You've got me hypnotized / 'Cause they'll be running away / But there's nowhere to hide / Always on my mind

Last Dance - Butcher Babies

So light a candle for me / Let it burn slowly / This is our chance / Give me one last dance / And I'm coming home, I'm coming home / Under the pale moon / You look just like you used to / This is our chance / Give me one last dance / And I'm coming home, I'm coming home

[mcltiples]

Send ▼ for my muse to sit in your muse’s lap of their own accord! || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; ▼ [[ Vox and Alastor || don't have a scenario in mind for this, just...I think it'd be funny because Vox would short-circuit for sure x'D ]]

Well, this was an interesting dilemma. No chairs or other seats to sit down. The only chair was taken by his fiance. Who selfishly didn't even ask if he wanted to sit down first. If Vox was going to be so mean, he might as well force his will onto the other.

So, without asking, he sat down onto that lap. His back pressed against that chest. A leg bent and rested onto his other leg, as if he were sat down on a chair normally. Absolutely forgetting that Vox was underneath him.

"Beloved," He finally addressed the other, hands tightened around his cane. "Next time, if there are no seats available, other than just the one, you could make yourself useful and go fetch another,"

There was a lack of real heat behind his words. In fact, it sounded more like a lighthearted complaint. As if he didn't mean anything much by it, other than for the sake of complaining. Which is what he technically was doing. Complaining for the hell of it.

Wiggling his hips a little, he made a show of trying to get comfortable, moving about way too much.

"Or perhaps you could make yourself a tad more comfortable," Another wiggle or two. "This won't work if you're too stiff."

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send 💋 or "kiss" to give my muse a kiss. || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; After what had happened the last time he had attempted casual touching, Vox had been conducting experiments. Slowly and carefully, trying to understand where Alastor's boundaries where and which lines he really should not cross. For the sake of their relationship, but also because he wanted to remain in one piece.

In all truth, he hadn't gotten very far. If asked, he wouldn't have admitted it out loud, but he had been almost scared to start physical contact since that day. The most he had been doing had been going along with whatever his fiancé initiate and carrying it further just a tiny bit.

All while hoping that Alastor wouldn't notice...probably in vain, but to hell with it.

Today, however, was the day this would have changed. He had decided that he would have tried to be the one to make the first move and he would have succeeded. After all, such a small gesture couldn't have elicited a bad reaction...right?

So, when he and the Radio Demon met for their lunch date, in place of his usual greeting, he reached out to take one of the other's hand in his. Slowly, deliberately, so that his fiancé would have seen it coming and could have stopped it if he had wanted to.

Once he had gotten a hold of the other's claws, he lifted that hand up, bending his screen a little so he could press a kiss on top of it. A mere brush of lips, perfectly polite. And charming, hopefully.

"You look even more radiant than the usual today, dearest," he then commented, flashing his best captivatingly confident smirk. "Lucky me, because I get to enjoy the view to my heart's desire." A wink. "Shall we?"

[[ 💋 + Vox for Alastor || bc...I won't say it, but know that he was adamant on getting to send an ask -eyeroll- ]]

Upon arriving at the designated location, Alastor rose from his seat to greet his fiance. He never really showed it, but inside, he glowed a certain warmth at seeing the other. It's as if Vox gave him a new source of energy. One that he could only describe as love. Which was such an odd thing to say, considering their history.

Before he could say anything, he found himself watching as his hand was raised to that screen. Those lips pressed against his skin. It caused his claws to twitch a little. Though, it was mostly do to the nerves inside of his arm and nothing at all to do with how he felt.

He tilted his head to the side. Curiously gazing at the scene before him. It was pleasant. Something that he liked. To be treated in such a way that made him feel like he was something cherished and valued.

Once he was able to take his hand back, he placed it onto his cane. "I could say the same about you, Vox, looking as sharp as ever," His head bent even more towards the side, neck protruding in an odd angle. Checking out his fiancé, not so discreetly, his eyes making a show of how they looked up and down along the other's figure.

"But yes, we shall." He let his arm gesture over towards the second seat before deciding to sit down.

Something told him that this particular lunch date would be an interesting one. He wondered if Vox had even more tricks up those sleeves, or if that was the only one he would get to witness. Either way, he was expecting a good time.

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SEND 🖤 AND MY CHARACTER WILL ANSWER ABOUT YOURS. || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; 🖤 [[ Vox & Alastor ]]

ATTRACTIVENESS:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

PERSONALITY:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD HAVE SEX WITH THEM:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

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send me ' rough reverse ' for the roles to be reversed || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; ' ROUGH REVERSE ' [[ Vox & Alastor || I just give up, they are terrible for and with each other -sigh- ]]

It was a slow progression. Alastor kept walking forward, backing Vox into the wall. Until they reached it. That's when his hand wrapped around his fiance's throat. Delicately so. One would think, from an outside perspective, that this was some kinky foreplay.

That is, until one could see the murderous look in his eye as he glared at Vox.

"I might be your fiancé, and have given you full control over me, but you do not get to touch me without speaking to me first,"

That's how it started. A harmless wrap around touch while he was busily looking something over. He hadn't expected it. Though, in truth, he did have to say being touched so surprisingly did spark a certain flame inside of him. A pleasant one.

Flexing his fingers around that neck, he slid his hand down to the middle of that chest. "If you want affection so badly, I can give it to you, but you must learn to ask before proceeding. Otherwise, I'll mistake you for someone who's plotting to kill me,"

Perhaps he was letting a deeply buried hidden trauma decide his course of actions. It didn't matter, though. This was how he felt and he had every right to feel it.

"And I don't want to end up cannibalizing the man that I'm going to marry. It's more your sake than mine, dear."

And with that being said, he leaned forward. "Now, use your words, Vox, tell me what it is that you want to do with me."

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THE FIRST 5 ASKS TO SEND 💋 GET A KISS || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; 💋 [[ Vox and Alastor || bc he wants to be the first 🙄 ]]

Well, someone presented themselves as eager. Alastor found that endearing. Cute even. He decided to show it a little. Chuckling softly behind his hand. A red gaze softened as he looked upon Vox's form.

How could he deny his fiancé a kiss?

"Oh, my dearest Vox, when will you ever stop being so cute?" He reached out to pinch the side of that flat screen head. An affectionate touch. "If you do, I wouldn't know what to do with myself."

Just as he let those words trail off, he leaned in close. Softly grazing his lips against the ones before him. Closing in the gap to give a gentle kiss.

It won't be a quick one and certainly not something he intended to end right away. In fact, he's curling in his arms around Vox's neck, his hand behind that TV screen, just to ensure that his fiancé can't escape.

Alastor kiss count: 1/5

[mcltiples]

JEALOUS/POSSESSIVE STARTER SENTENCES || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; “...I don’t like the way they are looking at you.” Cue to arms wrapping too tightly around Alastor's body. You're mine. [[ Vox to Al ofc || someone wanted to go meta and do Deer Hugging day at the same time, so that like is basically addressed to all the other people your Alastor has relations with 🤦 I hate him ]]

The arms around Alastor's body caused him to tense, but he immediately relaxed into it. He did say one of the only people who could hug him was his fiancé. And he meant it, though, he didn't think it would happen. Especially in a jealous fit.

"Need I remind you that you get similar looks as well, Vox?" He's seen Vox interacting with others, especially alternates of himself. This was hardly fair. "It doesn't make you any less mine than it does make me any less yours,"

He wrapped his own arms around Vox's neck, pulling them even closer. If it was a day to feel possessive, he would revel in it. And he would make sure to milk every drop of the chance. Despite the hypocrisy, he did love to see this side of his fiancé. It made him feel special, owned.

"Come now, don't pout, we belong to each other. It's just you and me, my beloved, don't pay any mind to anyone else."

And with that, he placed a sweet, gentle kiss those lips. Just to help calm down his beloved.

[mcltiples]

Alastor, did you know today's Hug a Deer Day?

"So I have, anonymous person, however, I'll only let one person hug me," Is he talking about his fiancé (@countlessrealities)? Yes, yes he is. "Anyone else will suffer the consequences if they do."

[mcltiples]

SEND ME 🕯️TO HEAR MY CHARACTER'S INNER THOUGHTS ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER. || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; 🕯️[[ Al for Vox since...they are in speaking terms? Sort of? xD ][

There's been a lot on Alastor's mind regarding his new fiance. Some things he's never even thought before, about anyone. It was all new. Scarily new. He didn't know how to handle this. Something happened to his brain, Vox must've infected it somehow. Yet, here he was, not minding it one bit.

How terrifying.

`Vox.... What have you done to me, my beloved? I used to despise you. You were so fucking annoying. Now, now I crave you, want you, NEED you. You are everything to me. Your blood, your heart, internal organs, everything that pumps through your veins, it's all mine. I want it to be all mine.

'We'll be the finest couple in all of Hell. Everyone will bow down before us. Perhaps I can even convince him to get rid of those... business partners. He shall live with me at the Hotel. Yes, what an excellent plan.

`....... Fuck, now I want to hold him. He's being so difficult and all I want is to be in his arms. It's not FAIR. Let me kiss my fiance. Let me make love to him. I want him, I want him. I̸̦̬͋ ̸̧͇̱̔̆́̓̈́̂͜ẉ̶̼̱̼͍̤͕̃̇̑͊̐̈́̀̋̏̾á̷̢̠̟̆̚n̵̛̲͇̣̗̙͚̹̑͒̐t̵̮̐͌ ̶̡͇͎͎̾̓͠ĥ̷̭͍̺̪͖̻͈̤ͅi̵̛̿̑̄̍̕͜m̶̜̼̏́̐.`

[mcltiples]

Sipping on coffee, daydreaming about his fiancé.