#implied radiotrouble

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OMG THE BABIES THEY'RE SO CUTE CONGRATS YOU TWO T0T

Oh Mordy, it's time to say hello~ ;)

She's so...tiny.

Belladonna and Castiel were their names now. While holding Castiel he didn't feel as close. However, with Belladonna...there was a newfound warmth in him. He couldn't quite place it, but it was so sweet feeling...almost like when he held his little sister Rose at the time. Or better yet, Hannah...but those were past memories.

"How're you feeling my feline fellow?"

"...Morde?"

"Oh fuck he's crying---"

"Can I have my daughter, Morde?"

"Mordecai, my dear, come on---"

"Aww...softie~"

They might have to pry her out of his arms after this... <3

[samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires]

This was only supposed to be a sketch......

Then my hand slipped and this happened. What do you think they're talking about?

All I know is that if they did draw and talk, this song would play in the background.

I'm incredibly proud of how this came out :3

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its been hours, is DT okay, and so is Al?

"Ohhh yeah...we're definitely okay. To think after all this time, such a blessed thing could happen. It's adorable, lighthearted whimsy, where I can't take my eyes off of the current events folding in front of us. It's...the best thing." We're definitely okay...DT is alive and, well..."

They're more than well...even after such painful labor, they managed to push---figuratively and literally---through it all.

"Well...I think nari and dad fell in love all over again, with these two buggers that just entered this world."

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so, has the manor been babyproofed yet for the little monsters that are yet to come?

“We prepared the manor! Babyproofing is complete, and everything is under wraps."

"Still find it bizarre, y'know..."

"I do, as well, my dear!"

"Though, whatever may come our way, we'll have it taken care of."

This...feeling. It was sharper and more cramp inducing...they didn't know how to deal with it. It lasted for much longer than a simple flutter.

“Mhh—…”

“Ah, shit…”

"...love? Are you alright? You look a little...shaken up."

"..."

It got worse before it got better...they leaned up against him for support, and they felt his hand on their shoulder, before he pulled away and let it hover.

“My dear?”

"...yeah...?"

"Are you alright?"

"I am...don't worry. Just a bit of jabbing, y'know?"

"But normally you don't...well...alright. I trust your word."

"I'll let you know when things get worse...alright?"

"...alright, my love."

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Do any of the others might have some or want some relationship to the twins (uncle, stalker etc) :3

"...no stalkers."

"Not for a minute!"

"As for relationships, I told Bill, Once and Ghirahim that they're the godfather! Mordecai might not be interested...but if he was, then I feel like it would be an Uncle-like relationship! Samantha is already the older sister..."

"At the same time, right?"

"..."

"Alastor."

"It adds to the fun!"

"ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT???"

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"

"For the entertainment!"

"...oh my God, dad."

Well...that's the extent of that. It was surely an interesting conversation.

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you feel better now sam?

"..."

She...doesn't feel better, really. She stopped the heavy crying, sure, but she hasn't fully calmed down. It might take her some time...no one can blame her: personal jabs at her regarding her familial issues just...triggered something horrible in her, and she still feels very hurt. Now she's just tired...she needs the rest.

"...she's been crying for two hours, Alastor: we can't even calm her down."

"..."

"Alastor? Hon?"

"...I..."

...the smile on his face dropped the moment Sam closed her eyes, and he wiped her tears.

He had to stay strong for his little girl...his little girl. He never would've thought he would use those three words when speaking about her. Yet he simply did so, and it made him all the more soft. She was sweet, quiet, and had bursts of energy: he admired that. She was a good dancer, a singer, and loved anything about the Roaring Twenties: but she clung to him and trusted him, and that's what drew him to her.

This was his adoptive daughter now...his and DT's. He had to show her love, and not break promises. She didn't have to worry about him and DT drinking...which was good.

He was swarmed in his thoughts, he was tuning them out unintentionally. He was focused on getting Sam to calm down, but the more she cried, the more his heart shattered.

"...I failed her."

The tears said it all: literal. Tears. He cared for her more than he let on, and it was making him sentimental...in the best ways, however.

"You didn't fail her, hon."

"I did. I should've been there when that wretched anon shattered her with their commentary. I should've been there to comfort her sooner...but I wasn't."

"That doesn't mean you failed her. You found out when you could, and what matters is that she's safe in your arms. That she calms down."

"...but what if she doesn't...?"

"...you're going to hate this idea."

"How so...?"

"If she doesn't calm down in the next twenty minutes, we...we take her to Black Hat."

"...Black Hat."

There's fear and nervousness in his voice now. They tried to ease their husband by gently placing their hand on his leg.

"If she doesn't calm down. If she does, then disregard. I mean...everyone has already tried getting her to calm down, or talk...Mordecai hugged her for Christ's sake, and that didn't work! Ghirahim tried calming her by taking her hair down, but also nothing! Another person she confides in is Black Hat. He'll surely be able to calm her."

"...if you say so, my love."

"We'll get her through this...trust me."

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hey dt, have you and al felt any movement from the twins yet?? since dt's nearing the middle of the pregnancy...also, have they found any comfy clothing?

"I did find some comfortable clothes! I never would've thought I wouldn't be against sweatpants."

"They still look as darling as ever~"

"You're a sweetheart, Alastor...as for movement, we—"

...!!! Was that...no, no, it couldn't have been...but when it happened again, it was all the confirmation they needed...

...

Okay...this was not a fantasy. There was actual movement. Holy shit.

"My love, are you alright?! It's far too early for them to arrive! How are you feeling?! Are you—"

All they did was just stare...and then they grabbed his hand gently.

The way his smile truly dropped into something of shock wasn't common. Yet they couldn't help but grin at his eyes practically lighting up at there being kicking.

"...this is real."

"It always was, darling."

"I-I'm aware, but this—"

He glided his hands up to their face, and the two let their foreheads press against each other in a blissful moment. Tears of not lamenting, but of pure happiness sprang into his eyes for the first time.

"...I'm a father. A father, my love! Can you believe it?! This is truly happening!"

They grinned broadly at his sudden, adorable reaction. They just knew from that moment alone that he was definitely going to be a good father.

"You are, darling, you really are...and soon we'll see them."

"I love you...oh so much~"

"I love you too...I always will~"

//BONUS//:

"...she is definitely happy."

"Oh without a doubt..."

"..."

"..."

"...we don't have the heart to move her, do we?"

"No: no we do not."

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Did everything go well, is DT alright?

"Shit...shit shit shit...ow..."

Truth be told, they never expected to be in a situation like this. Yet here they were, in the hospital, on a bed, about to have twins. Yes it had been hours later, but nothing extreme has happened yet.

And this only terrified Alastor. He didn't know what would happen, nor did it know if they were going to be okay.

"...dad? Dad they're okay...plus we can be in the room with them, the doctors said it was okay..."

"..."

"Dad?"

"....."

"Alastor. They're okay...they're gonna be okay...I promise you. They're in safe hands...alright?"

"...alright."

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When are the babies due?

Al did say they'll arrive in three months and it has been a while

"In around two months, based on Alastor's tracking. No exact date yet, so it's a bit nervewracking for me...so far, everything has been surprisingly smooth! If you exclude the horrible migraines and sickness. No odd cravings, thankfully...but I have been wanting his jambalaya quite often. No matter how much it goes to my hips and thighs."

"...mhh...I'm going to need to wear something else from now on. This is getting too tight for me...meaning that I'm getting closer and closer to actually being a parent."

"ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵒᵘᵗᶠᶦᵗ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ. :⁽"

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hey guys, will Bill be trusted around the babies?

"It would be rather interesting~ it could always lessen the boredom and dullness~"

"No, absolutely not. We are not trusting Bill with the twins. I trust Ghirahim more than him!"

“Ow..!”

There was that pain again…and it seemed worse. They didn’t want to alarm Alastor, but God, the pain…

“My love?”

“…’m fine, Al, I—…”

“Don’t lie to me: I know your pain tolerance…what’s wrong?”

They looked at him…it was a knowing look. A pained, knowing look, almost terrified of the realization with the tightness and cramping in their abdomen, and the pressure near their crotch. There wasn’t a rush of water, but there was still enough for everything to be set in stone.

“…Double Trouble?”

Now he’s terrified.

“…my water just broke.”

And his smile dropped completely.

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Damn

Al, DT? how's parenthood treating you?

"Honestly? Rather well. I'm just relieved that these two are out in the world...and one of them looks like me. If I had carried them for three months for them to both turn out like Alastor, I would've been disappointed."

They held Castiel a bit closer, and they smiled a bit more. He was their pride and joy now, along with Belladonna. Though they could tell Bee was going to be a daddy's girl.

"I wouldn't change my role for the world. I'm perfectly happy with this."

//TW: There are mentions/depictions of child abuse. Please proceed with caution.//:

"......"

He should've been happier than this. He was happy, but it just...it wasn't sitting right. Holding a child, a daughter that was his made his stomach turn.

Belladonna: his little Bee.

This was his reality now.

She slept peacefully, and it left him alone with his thoughts. He pulled her into his arms, pressing her to his chest protectively. His heartbeat lurched into his throat, his mind running a mile a minute.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

FUCK.

All of his memories of his father were coming back now....each blow that struck his body. Each cut that stung like hell. Each scream that tore through his eardrums and jolted him into silence while his belligerent father beat him with an inch of his life.

He felt horribly, horribly sick.

He didn't want to be like his father. He didn't want to see his spouse, lovely little boy and sweet little girl in pain because of him. He didn't want history to repeat itself.

...but like father like son...surely there was a way to beat it, right?

...right...?

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LEAVE THE BABIES ALONE

plus DT is going through some stuff at the moment so be nice to them

Squad you promise to protect the Tumblr Babies with your lives, we can't have ANYTHING happening to them

“Very sweet of you, darling. But rest assured, I'm fine. The twins are fine as well, they're just...very active. At the moment.”

“I’ll make sure they’re protected and safe! Nothing will happen to them, I assure you.”

“Sure as hell not on my watch: anyone fuck with them, then you'll be fuckin' with me.”

“SAMANTHA!”

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so it's the final month...

Al, DT?

Are you prepared?

"Well---"

"The hell do you mean by 'final month'?"

They're exhausted and in discomfort. They didn't mean to be curt by all means. The question just...caught them off guard.

"My love, things work differently for demonic pregnancies: I think that's what they meant."

""Mhh. I wouldn't have noticed..."

"Oh, such a bluffer! But look! You've dropped a bit!"

"I know. I felt it. Along with your twins kicking at my ribs."

"Ah...well, that does it for you."

"That's your response?"

"I--yes? And?"

"...nevermind. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted, my dear!"

"As for preparation, we got some clothes for the twins, set up where the crib is...damn...I can't believe I'm saying all of this."

"Aww: never pictured yourself as a parent?"

"No...and now I'm nervous. Not even nervous, I'm terrified. There could be so many things that can go wrong."

"My love, my love, look at me...~"

"Hm...?"

"...we're going to be alright. No need to stress: we wouldn't want them coming out early and you going into labor, would we?"

"God no. I'm already stressed as is."

It took a lot for them to be stressed...but starting this family definitely spiked their nerves. It was a reminder that they were indeed still human.

"No need to be stressed...because just know: I'm going to be with you. Every step."

"....thank you, hon."

"Not a problem, my love."

"Love you."

"I love you too: always will."

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Alastor, what are the cutest mannerisms and little quirks that DT has that remind you how much you adore them?

DT, same question about Alastor. What does he do that you find cute?

Also, DT, did you pull pranks on anyone for April Fool's, or are you taking it easy this year?

--@did-somebody-say-swift-wind / @call-me-double-trouble

"Ah, I quite love when their tail curls around my arm or ankle. Granted, they don't notice it, but they do it whenever they're in need of comfort or relief! Their eyes shift whenever they're confused, angry, or show any strong emotion is another favorite manner of mine that they have! Knowing them for so long, any little quirk is beautiful to me."

So far, this was a nice little question for the night. It was a restless one for a bunch of people, really.

"Oh, and not to mention when they hum: that's how I know they're purely comfortable and content. And whenever they hum, it reassures me that they're going to be alright..~"

"Alastor's ears perking up or flattening are so adorable. It gets me weak at the knees most of the time. His humming and radio static are calming for me...I enjoy when he sings along to the radio when he thinks he's alone, and well...I just love every little detail. I love every smile, genuine or not: because it shows me how he really feels."

They raised their brows at the second part of the question.

"I'm afraid I took it easy this year...admittedly, I did want to assist Bill in the pranks, but with this going on, it made me exhausted...and uncomfortable. In pain. Nauseous. Just...everything in a bunch. Maybe I'll be able to do it next year."

"...this tea does help me a lot, though."

"Earl Gray works wonders, you know. I need you to trust me just a bit more, Double Trouble."

"Yeah, yeah."

Their banter was light and playful, never going too far. While they did butt heads from time to time, they didn't hate each other. Far from it, actually: it was a sibling bond, almost. And damnit was it sweet.

"Thank you, Morde. I appreciate you."

Now when they said this, his eyes practically lit up. It was an adorable thing to witness, a cold-blooded cat in the mob, who was just a softie deep, deep down below the surface melting or lighting up at any praise.

"Of course: take your time with it, as well. One cup, and drink it slow. It could be dangerous in your current state if you so happened to drink too much. Alright?"

"Alright...thank you again."

"Not a problem, Double Trouble: not a problem at all."

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Double Trouble would be a horrible parent have they realized the full extent of what having children would do to them?

Are they willing to give up their free and somewhat chaotic life to make sure that these kids are actually taken care of?

And don't get me started on alastor

Is he even prepared to take care of the kids?

(Im so so sorry. 😭😭i love them, but everyone loves a good agnsty)

//TW: blood, glitching images, bloody weapon. Carry on! <3//:

"Ohohohohoho...you really wanna start this shit, huh? Well then: bring it, bitch."

This girl is willing to defend her family to death if she had to. She still hasn't cleaned up after that last anon, but why would she when she had to deal with this one?

"I'll sure as hell show you why I'm the Radio Demon's adopted daughter---"

"Sweetheart, don't. You shouldn't be doing this type of stuff...and there is blood all over you. Where'd you get that bat anyway? Just how much did you hit someone?"

They were more confused than concerned, annoyed, even. Still, they grabbed a wet cloth and started cleaning one cheek, and their hand went on the other.

"Plus it's too late to back down now, due to being further in. So..."

"But I wanted to protect you guys! This jerk started bein' mean to you and Dad!"

"I know, I know, but we're adults, honey. We can handle this ourselves."

"Your nari is correct, Little Miss Sunshine. You needn't worry about a thing."

His tone was somewhat on edge...truthfully, he was not in the best mood. With all the...interesting asks from the anons as of late, it was becoming more and more frustrating. How many people did he have to kill this week? Last week? It was too many...

"Now, give me the bat please~"

"No."

"...what?"

"Oh no."

"I. Said. No."

"Oh ho ho! Surely, that's meant as a joke, my dear! You're quite a jokester, well played!"

He kept his hand outstretched for her to give him her softball bat. Yet when she glared at him, things certainly got interesting. Her defiance was new...perhaps she was passionate about what she was fighting for here.

"Oh, so funny I forgot to laugh. But I'm keeping the bat."

"My my, how charming! But I'm being serious, hand over the bat please."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said no, I'm not gonna let this anon go unscathed. They're being a douche!"

"We can handle ourselves."

"But I want to help."

"You don't need to."

"Can you just let me?!"

At this point, she sounded rather...uncharacteristically bratty. This was new...and he didn't like it.

"...ahah. Well, I didn't think I'd have to do this."

"...Alastor, what are you going to do?"

"Oh, nothing too horrendous. But just enough for her to listen."

The smile dropped. He looked dead serious and dead tired now, given on how much his eyes were narrowing.

"Give me the goddamn bat before I ground you for talking back to me, Samantha."

"....fine."

"Splendid! Now, clean yourself up honey, because there is no need for any more violence!"

All she did was mumble something incoherently and tread off, still annoyed. Bat in hand, he brandished it out of boredom.

"I wonder what's wrong with her."

"She's probably just annoyed with the anons, Al..."

"...ah. True..."

And that was all the confirmation he needed.

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so will babies be born on easter or not, I can see them sleeping in little easter baskets T0T <3

"What an adorable little vision...but I'm afraid I'll have to shatter said vision."

"This is because the twins won't be born on Easter, I'm afraid. As much as I want them out of me, it takes patience: from me and the rest of you."

"...but I honestly quite like this. It's sweet and slow...but enough so to keep myself and Alastor calm. In just a little time, they'll be out...it's almost over."

"They've been handling things quite well, if I do say so myself!"

"You only say that to be nice, hon. Things have been far from well. The sickness, the movement, back pain...I appreciate your words, though."

"Nah ah ah, my love! I speak nothing but the truth! Despite the symptoms that come with pregnancy, you have thrived. And I couldn't be more proud."

A gentle kiss got pressed to their forehead. And that was enough reassurance from him.

"Thank you, Al..."

"Not a problem, my love: not a problem at all~"