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Sunrise Slice

@rhisonably-reckless-muses​ (continued from here!)

Charlie’s first reaction to spotting the yellow slip of paper pinned to the fridge after she comes downstairs that morning is, of course, confusion. A note? Who was it meant for? Confusion turns to curiosity as she approaches, having planned to open the fridge so she could get some orange juice regardless of its presence, and as soon as she reads ‘Dearest Charlie’, her heart leaps a bit.

It’s for her!

Pale fingers pluck the paper from its resting place so she can bring it closer and read it silently, though her ebony lips still move to form the words as they’re processed. Reading that Husk had apparently made a mess of the lobby the night prior has her looking up and around, as if expecting it to still be in shambles. Once she realizes it’s not, Charlie lets out a soft sigh of relief; whoever wrote the note must have done the cleaning for her.

She’d have to thank them later.

Back to the note. Her eyes keep scanning the page, and they widen when she reads that the writer had apparently made food in order to make up for the trouble. What? Nobody ever made her things! Least of all food! But wait, there’s more: there are instructions, as well as the mentioning of a thin crust.

A pizza? They’d made her a pizza? From scratch?

Shaking her head to focus, Charlie finishes reading the note, spotting the ‘A’ at the bottom, and she knows it’s one of two people: Angel Dust (highly unlikely)...or Alastor.

The thought of Alastor not only helping her in such a way that he would actively clean up a mess he didn’t make - especially since that was typically Niffty’s job - as well as the idea that he had gone out of his way to make amends by preparing a dish that he knows she likes?

It warms her heart.

The note is folded up and tucked into her right pocket so she can open the fridge and have a look. Sure enough, there’s a small disc of dough, perfectly sized for a personal pizza, sitting on a circular pan on one of the shelves, surrounded by several little bowls of various toppings: marinara, several different kinds of grated cheese, pepperoni, ham, bacon, sausage...and pineapple.

That gets her. 

Charlie lets out an unintentionally loud squeal of excitement upon seeing the fruit, which makes her look around sheepishly to make sure she hadn’t disturbed anyone. Finding herself alone she turns back around and snags the bowl, along with the cheese, sauce, ham and bacon - and, of course, the dough itself. The oven is then set to preheat to the temperature she’d read on the note before she starts putting the toppings on in the right order, humming happily to herself all the while.

Pizza for breakfast? A little unconventional...but she doesn’t care. She was going to enjoy this, no matter the time.

She’d really have to find and thank the Radio Demon later.

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@rhisonably-reckless-muses​ Starter for Izuku & Summer

Izuku is out in the courtyard in front of U.A. High, enjoying the warm spring weather with Summer by his side. She’s lying belly down at first, but after a few minutes she decides to gently bat at his face with a giant paw in order to get his attention before rolling onto her back and exposing her soft white belly.

Rubs, please!

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The box is wrapped in simple black paper and tied up with a red ribbon, complete with a handwritten tag that reads:

To: Alastor From: Alastor

Inside are two things:

a nice vest and a case of high-quality cigars!

Accompanying the gift is a small handwritten note:

Being me, I’m positive you have similar taste in clothing - and this is just the perfect color! 

Don’t go smoking all of those cigars in one sitting!

Happy Holidays!

- Alastor

(banner art cred)

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@rhisonably-reckless-muses​: (MY POPPED CORN >:VVV!)

He wiggles the bag temptingly in his alternate’s direction.

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It won’t make sense, but I really liked this excerpt from a Discord RP I’m doing with @rhisonably-reckless-muses​ where Alastor finds their angel OC and ties him up in his basement before interrogating him.

So, I’m sharing it.

If y’all like it, let me know; maybe I’ll post the entire log sometime.

"I'm...sorry..?" Why is he apologizing? It's not his fault he's ended up like this! "I could...perhaps pick something up...? I-If you insist on...keeping me here." What? Razael! 

 "I..." Putting out his bottom lip in another soft pout, Raz gives a frustrated twitter when his brain fails to come up with any other questions. Ones that would provide actual information, anyways. "I-I don't think I have anything else to ask, sir...I imagine asking to...be let go would go against your, um...game."

The Radio Demon looks genuinely amused by the apologizing and the offer to learn new skills. In fact, he laughs - long and loud.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Oh...oh my..." 

He wipes a literal tear away with a long nail while grinning so wide it hurts, his eyes gleaming down at the angel in front of him. 

"Ahahahahahaha! Ahah...ah...you truly are a wonderful source of entertainment, Songbird. I'm glad it was me that stumbled across you and not some witless murderous bumpkin." 

A few seconds of silence are had as Alastor recovers, then he settles down enough to let out a sigh as he leans on his mic once more. 

"I don't have anything else to ask, either, I'm afraid. What a pitifully short game! Whatever should I do now..."

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Oh no.

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@rhisonably-reckless-muses​‘ Alastor grows two whole feet...

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!”

Don’t stare don’t stare don’t stare don’t stare-

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@rhisonably-reckless-muses​ | continued!

This one is respectful. Ivor appreciates that. It’s why he steps closer and presses his cold nose into Sage’s hand in acceptance of their presence, his black eyes still looking at them in an inspecting manner as he lets out a quiet huff. 

Even though it’s rare, humans do come through his forest from time to time, usually to hunt his does and fellow stags - only for the majority of them to never make it back out alive. He’s never encountered anything quite like them before, however, and he’s awfully curious about them.

Who are you, kind and respectful stranger?

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@rhisonably-reckless-muses​: Now just why would anyone go and point something like that out? It's that kind of energy that prompts gigantic deer to lean almost all of the way down and peck their counterparts on the forehead. "So sorry, Deer friend...I imagine I'd fall if I tried to go any lower!"

Oh Satan preserve him.

He’ll just stare at his much taller alternate with a dumb look on his face. Finally, the words register, prompting him to nod. 

What was it with him and his alternates that gets him so flustered?

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@rhisonably-reckless-muses​ asked: (Coff hoff cough. Fun fact...My Al's bigger than the average. A fine 7'0" >:3c)

Send your character's height and I'll compare it to mine.

“Luckily for you, Al, I’m a rather tall woman. This is not a problem for me!”