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  1. Public Bookmark 37

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    What it says on the tin.

    “Can you go along with this for like two minutes?” Angel asks, stepping farther into Alastor’s quite well defined personal space than he ever remembers him trying before. “And maybe not kill me after?”

    “What?” is all Alastor has time to ask before Angel’s top set of hands are buried in his hair, his bottom set are tugging at his waist, and his lips are on Alastor’s, hot and wet and disturbing.

    Alastor feels his feedback screech as Angel murmurs “Sorry, sorry. Please!” into the kiss and then whatever (violent) response Alastor is working up to is derailed as five armed demons barrel around the corner. 

    “There he is!” one of them yells, as Angel thankfully detaches himself from Alastor’s face. “Who’s he with?”

    “I told you boys I already had plans for the night,” Angel drawls, turning so that only two of his hands remain on Alastor, one still circling his waist and the other cupping the back of his neck. Both are shaking, Alastor notes. “I can’t go cancelling on such a powerful date, can I?”

    Ah, Alastor’s the date. Grand. 

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    10 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 42

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    Alastor becomes aware of the silence only when his breathing threatens to deafen him, so absurdly loud it's almost bizarre; no longer is he with the cicadas and the gators, no longer is there the buzzing of bugs or the rustle of leaves. He's alone, surrounded by silence and, perhaps the most unsettling thing of all, a darkness so dense he can't even see the tip of his nose.

    He will never again listen to a sudden thought fueled by his drunken mind.

    "How adorable." A rich voice says, sardonic as any Alastor has ever heard before, as if looking down on him even if there are no eyes to do so. Or perhaps there are, hundreds of thousands of eyes, staring at him, mocking him for his foolishness, the shiver in his spine would suggest so. "You didn't think I would respond, little sinner?"

    How does one respond to that? Alastor has always prided himself of never being short of words, being the one that always has something to say —it is, after all, what got him his job as a radio host— but what does one respond to, most likely The Devil, when asked if he thought there would be no answer to his call? Admitting it would be rather rude, wouldn't it?

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    06 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 23

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    You might end up getting hitched!

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    21 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 70

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    “You tricked me–”

    “I did no such thing, dumbass.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “I asked you for consent. Your own soul let mine in. You may have felt as unpleasant as trying to wrangle a cactus, but none of that whole sequence would have worked if you kicked me out.”

    “Show me.” The words were out of his mouth without his consent, and he immediately cursed himself.

    Lucifer blinked dumbly at him. “What?”

    Too late to take it back. “Show me again. Turning me into that weapon.”

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    A Soul Eater/Noragami Inspired AU in which the King of Hell can turn sinners into weapons, loosely following the events of Season 1 and 2 from Alastor's POV.

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    19 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 44

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    "He could claim it was all a joke, an error, a misunderstanding—but in Hell, no one cared about correcting misinformation. No matter what, this story was out, and it would spread fast, considering the reach of Alastor’s broadcast and the fact that Vox listened to it obsessively. There was nothing he could do.

    Lucifer wished his magic could turn back time. Could take the words 'Come on down to bed, Al,' out of everyone’s minds and pull the sound back through the radio waves into his big, stupid mouth."

    Or, all of Hell heard Lucifer call Alastor down to bed. What's a devil to do to fix his mistake? Well, apparently...whatever this is. (Alastor vetoed Plan A.)

    [Written for MothballMilkshake's 500 Mothballs WTIYS! Congratulations, Moth!!]

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    16 Feb 2026