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    Vox liked to touch. Alastor did not.

    Vox is out of the picture now, but a week spent in his unfortunate company brought back years worth of memories Alastor would rather forget.

    Lucifer is not Vox.

    Maybe... maybe Alastor doesn't hate touch as much as he thought he did.

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    AKA author is processing his trauma by projecting it onto a character he relates to

    Now with art !!

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    Jon is on his knees on the floor of what would call itself a bathroom.
    He lost the ability to cry a while ago.
    Still, he sobs
    Not a single bit of liquid falls from the tear ducts that hold the unnaturally green eyes.
    He avoids the mirrors in the thing that calls itself a cabin. He can't look at himself.
    Or he has to look.
    He's not sure.
    tldr jon has a bad time after the world ends

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    13 Mar 2025

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    Jon needs.

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    10 Jun 2024

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    Jon’s eyes skirted over Martin’s face, not quite settling there. He wasn’t able to see him. But it was clear Jon could tell that something was there.

    Martin stared at the tired misery on his face slowly giving way to muted fear and, yet, the slightest flicker of hope.

    “Hello?” Jon whispered in the space between them. His eyes traced the space Martin sat without really seeing him, a furrow appearing between his brows. After a moment, Jon bit his lip, and whispered, hesitantly, “Martin?”

    Martin slowly straightened in his seat, entranced by that expression on Jon’s face. He was clearly wary, tired. But there was that hint of hope around his eyes and the set of his mouth. And he was so, devastatingly lonely Martin could smell it.

    Martin wanted to eat him whole.

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    "Martin K Blackwood was on a mission. Spiteful had never exactly been the first word that came to mind when describing himself - most people had usually settled on Nice. But this quality of his was a closely guarded one, one that came in handy at times like this. At times where Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute was being a pompous arsehole."

    So basically Martin flirts with Jon as a sport to see how far he can take it before he notices, inspired by that one post by murderandcoffee on tumblr. It started off as lighthearted but became a lot more hurt/comfort than I thought it was gonna be. Anyway for friendly workplace antics and nothing bad ever happening, this fic is for you!

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    03 May 2024