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[selineram3421]

Could you do headcannons of Alastor with a S/O who has weather related abilities? Like being able to summon storms and control wind?

Preferably they would also be a cat demon, but if that's too much then that's okay too.

-Indigo

Cat cat cat cat cat-oh yeah, sure.

Thrills And Chirps

Alastor X Cat Demon Reader Oneshot

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ thunderstorms, snuggles, mentions of death, cat stuff, so fluffy and cute you could suffocate from it and be happy ⚠

~

The storm outside was raging. Dark clouds covered the sky, only lit for a moment as lightning struck and the loud roar of thunder rolling in after. The winds were practically ripping roofs off of buildings.

It would be absolutely insane if anyone was out there.

Only one demon could cause such chaos.

The residents of the pride ring wondered what had angered them so to cause such a storm.

.

You were purring contently on the couch, snuggled up against your loving deer under a blanket in the living room. The fireplace lit and both of you were enjoying the sounds from the storm.

Another flash of lightning and Alastor's shadow wrote another tally mark on the chalkboard hung on the wall.

"Looks like you got another darling.", the man in red said not looking up from his book.

"Mhm~", you hummed and continued purring.

[As you can see, you aren't angry.]

It was really out of curiosity and a bit of entertainment. Your radio man wanted to know how many demons you could kill without lifting a finger. You agreed and asked for him to use his shadows to monitor the deaths caused by your storm.

With everything planned out, you sat back and decided to demand for attention.

And now you were lying on the couch, snuggled up on top of him.

He held the book in one hand as the other was busy with lightly scratching the back of your feline ears.

"Prrrrrrr~", a pleased rumble came from you as your purring increased in volume, tail swaying occasionally.

Alastor noticed that the hands resting on his chest started to move. Tearing his eyes away from his book and looking down, he saw that you were "making biscuits."

His eyes lit up and he tossed the book aside, no longer interested in the story and proceeded to pet you, this time with both hands.

Your purring increased tenfold, but you had to hold back from letting your claws out too much, not wanting to mess up your love's clothes.

"Hm~hmm-hmmmm~", Alastor hummed, static lacing his voice as he continued lightly scratching your scalp and behind your ears.

The purrs coming from you changed slightly when the static came on. It was a little deeper, and the vibrations were more noticeable.

For you, Alastor's static was another form of purring or growling. Depending on the volume, which was a comfortable low hum: it meant he was also content.

You let out a thrill between purring.

The Radio Demon's ears perk up at that, his smile widening.

All is forgotten about the death tolls and he focused on getting you to make that sound again, static crackling slightly.

"Prrrrrrrrrr-row! Prrrrrrrrrrrrr~"

It happens again and he beams with full on excitement.

Hearing the static crackle, you rubbed your head against his hands and let out another noise, a chirp.

"Mrrp!"

If the man wasn't already a cat person, you would have been enough to convert him into one.

You opened your eyes slightly and looked up at him, giving slow blinks.

Like any cat, you were hard to read, especially with a straight face. Thankfully he's kept tabs on the way you've reacted and one thing he learned from when he fed a cat when he was alive.

Slow blinks are a sign of trust and love.

His heart soars, but he keeps calm and does the action back, blinking slowly and bumping his forehead against yours.

"Prrrrrrrrrr~"

.

You could clearly kill a multiple amount of demons without needing to lift any fingers. Alastor would make sure you wouldn't have to anyway.

~

Snuggles and brain go purrrrrrrrrrrr~

I'll kick myself out now. 🚶..🏠

~Seline, the person.

ML for Alastor🎙

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[otto-doctavius]

snooooork mimimimimi

[z13lovebot]

Go fish

[berenshand]

one of my favourite little things about the murderbot diaries is how present all secunit's friends are even if they're not actually physically present. it doesn't do the annoying thing where it jumps through hoops to bring back characters that aren't really relevant to the narrative but it also doesn't do the other annoying thing where it pretends they never existed either. like secunit talks about art and mensah all the time even when art or mensah aren't in the book. it's clear how bharadwaj has impacted its personal growth even when she's literally on another planet. it complains about gurathin and pin-lee when they're not there. it's still sad about miki and don abene and it mentions tapan and maro and rami even though it only knew them for a few days (because when you're new at being a person every interaction with other people is important even if it's short). iris reminds it of mensah. iris also reminds it of ratthi. its hair is fluffy bc it let amena play hairdresser off-screen and it messages her so she knows it's okay. it doesn't have to worry about protecting volescu anymore because volescu retired thank goodness. it's still using thiago's language module. etc etc etc

it's such good writing because it's such a little thing that gives the characterization and relationships greater depth and also reinforces the running theme of friendship in the series and then also subtly gives this sense of 'the people you love are a part of you/your story' and also reinforces secunit's role as a storyteller because it's constantly telling little stories about all its friends.

[unknownteapot]

this is gonna be one of those things that's like 'where were you when the shourtney wedding pics dropped'

[temeyes]

everyone adores you, at least i do.

[spoonmoment119]

day 6 animal features 🐅

[starsofang]

still thinking about johnny x extremely reserved!reader. ):

johnny was always the one to joke with you under normal circumstances. it had taken him a long time to even crack a smile out of you from some of his horrible one-liners, and even then, most of your smiles appeared similar to a grimace. over time, he came to learn that it was just how you preferred to smile until you could let out a true one, but he was as patient as ever.

however, the more time passed, the more the tables turned. you were starting to pull the jokes on him.

it threw him in for a complete loop the first time it happened. he was the one who started it, yet you finished it before he could make an attempt.

there was nothing special going on. you and johnny were seated in the common room, you propped much more politely than he was, while he rattled on about nonsense.

he never minded that you didn’t say much. you were always as quiet as could be. even now, you remained engrossed in your book but gave him an occasional hum to show you were listening, and that was enough for him.

johnny liked you. he wasn’t sure why, especially considering the thick, unbreakable wall you had built around yourself like a cocoon.

getting you to open up was like chipping away at a block of ice with an ice pick, only allowed one good swing each and every day. it was slow and tedious, requiring lots of patience. johnny had gotten you to smile before, sure, but he desired more. he wanted you to let loose, to reveal that silly side to you that was cowering away in the corner of your soul.

the first time it happened, johnny could’ve been mistaken for the damn sun with how much it lit him up.

“elephant would beat a lion in a fight,” johnny claimed to gaz, who had swiftly joined the two of you in the common room for the sole purpose of getting an answer to an unhinged question.

“you think an elephant would beat a lion?” gaz gawked. johnny grinned at him.

“aye, c’mon, lad, elephants are huge. and heavy.”

“and lions are the strongest predators in the wild,” gaz explained. “elephant stands no chance.”

the bicker between johnny and gaz continued while you sat silently reading your book, eyes darted downwards in attempts to avoid eye contact. you looked like your were deep in thought, perhaps even in a fit of mischief in johnny’s eyes when he’d sneak glances to you.

“why do you never see elephants hiding in trees?” you asked when gaz had stepped out of the room, leaving you two alone.

johnny’s head whipped in your direction, mouth parting as he stared at you. “what?”

you peeked up from your book, expression unreadable but johnny could decipher the faintest hint of amusement.

“why do you never see elephants hiding in trees?” you repeated. johnny huffed out a laugh, a cheeky grin curling on his face.

“why?” he mused.

“because they’re really good at it.”

the silence that filled the room was deafening. it had your mind reeling, wanting to crawl back into your shell and remain tucked away. but when johnny suddenly burst into bashful laughter, it put your mind at ease.

“did ye just make a joke, bonnie?” johnny exclaimed in excitement, unable to contain the unadulterated joy that poured out of him like a broken faucet.

“no,” you muttered in slight embarrassment, sinking into your seat.

johnny could tell it had taken a lot of courage for you to share such a silly thing with him, and it warmed his heart. he gained a reminder of why he had fallen for you all over again, and why he was working so damn hard to get you to see that you could trust him.

he couldn’t recall how long it had truly been of him picking apart the slow crumbling of your walls, but seeing you take initiative and try to get him to smile and laugh at a ridiculously cute joke, it was absolutely worth it. his patience would never thin if it meant seeing you crack open the jar of quips (that were definitely better than his own).

for my reserved queens, kings, and other lovely royalties because i am not bold or talkative nor do i show smile/expressions a lot, so this is your reminder that if you’re like meeee, then you’re still just as deserving for someone patient and understanding like johnny <3

[mellosdrawings]

Now I want to see the losers club. :)

Are you referring to the ACTUAL Losers' Club (aka the Stephen King's Losers Club) or my band of completely unlucky morons ? Whichever the case, you're getting more N2 Squad x)

Here's some random doodles I did to try and get their dynamics for an attempt at fanfic.

(With a very self-indulgent side of Jamil & Ruggie)

[linoyes]

[cimicherrychanga]

brooo they have goth worms in there

[gleafer]

Apple of My Eye continues! Part 2: Frenemies

Full comic on my Patreon!

[hexxingcode]

i call this one "god damn it jesus christ i was just doing this to wind down from my other comic why did it take like 2 days to finish" and also "therapists don't take style points so i guess this'll do" and also "i cant fucking use the knuckleblaster it makes me mad" and finally: "bowing back to v2 in the first fight is funny so i illustrated it. theres some other stuff in there too i guess."

[luyo-mi]

Short gang rise 💪

[bananafire11]

Chocolate bun

[slavhew]

his problem now