just a few drabbles to make up for my excuse of a oneshot.
Lucifer ๐ฅ๐๐
When he first found out you were pregnant he was the most ecstatic being on hell. "We're pregnant! You're pregnant! You're with child?!" he said with an ecstatic voice, poor Luci was just bouncing all over the place.
Lucifer was set on making sure he wouldn't fuck this up, just how he did Charlie. Speaking of Charlie, she was the very first person to tell.
First Trimester
He would not leave you alone, if you had to get a drink of water, he would instantly materialize. Want your favorite pregnancy craving sandwich, will make it right in bed.
Gotta use the bathroom? Waiting right outside the bathroom until your done.
Alone time? Who's she?
Anytime you have to puke in the mornings, no matter how bad the puking is, he'll have some cold water with saltine crackers on the side, while holding your hair as you hurl your guts out.
He might pretend to be mad at your belly while whispering things such as, "Why do you like causing your mama so much pain while she's microwaving you, little one?" he says with mock chiding, 3 minutes later he's just kissing your belly.
Second Trimester
He's helping you decorate the nursery, and by helping more like making you snacks while he does the majority of painting, and building the baby stuff. "Luci, I can do it, you don't have to baby me."
"But you technically have a baby in you, so I have to baby you!" he said with a whiny high pitched voice. Fight logic with logic, makes since to Lucifer Morningstar.
"You are so impossible.", "Yeah but this impossible knocked you up~."
Despite being the Devil, he still has the urge to do angelic things, hover like he's a guardian angel, he even went as far to bless your kids, even though he doesn't know it yet.
"Lucifer, what are you doing?" you say in a sleepy voice, after you felt divine power radiating from your stomach, causing you to wake up.
"I have to bless our child. It's basic parenting."
"Yeah, but can't this wait until morning?" you said in an irritated voice
"Nope."
You woke up with a throbbing pain to your belly, Lucifer must've felt it too because he immediately jolted up too fast and fell off the bed with a hard thud.
"I'm up! I'm up, is it time?" He would say that every time you woke up in the middle of the night from harsh kicks. "No, no, Luci something feels off." you say in a non committal tone.
You have never seen Lucifer this serious in your entire afterlife. "Let me see," he shifts back on the bed closer to you and rests his claw on your belly, emitting a soft warm glow from his palms. "Oh, shit."
"What is it? Is the baby okay?" you started to panic.
"We're having twins!" he said with ecstatic, contrasting to your nervous state.
Oh shit.
Third Trimester
He is an entire nervous wreck, along with your due date approaching, and him trying to figure out if they should do a home birth or a hospital birth everything is a frazzled mess.
"Lucifer! Calm down!"
"I can't calm down, you're nearly gonna have our twins! he argued back in a shaky voice.
You weren't even due for another month. And here he was panicking like the exterminations were coming straight for you. "Look if it makes you feel any better do you want to practice when I am in labor"
That was definitely a weak excuse to calm him, if not cause him to panic even more. After you finally calmed him down from his frazzled state, he agreed to your suggestion of letting him take a walk in the park and calm his nerves.
"Honey I'm back!" he said in a excited voice, a little too excited for his own good.
"Luci, you wouldn't mind showing me the inside of your coat for me would you?" he knew you had him cornered. He pulled out a baby duck with shame, from his coat pocket.
"Lucifer! Why would you take a duck!?"
"It was lonely, and it can be a little birthing present for our kids." he argued back weakly.
Labor
To say you were in pain was an understatement, each contraction felt like, God himself was punching you.
"Son of a cocksucking bitch!" you cried out in pain as you gripped the hospital railing, causing it to leave an indent of your finger marks.
Lucifer felt so ashamed. You were in pain like this because of him!
"Darling I am so, so so, sorry!" he said, but his words fell to deaf ears. You pulled him by his bowtie, looks like pain was taking over you.
"Lucifer, when I am done giving birth to the both of our kids, you are going to be wishing that-ugh!" you couldn't finish your threat when another contraction hit you.
You screamed in pain tears prickling at your eyes as you writhed in pain.
"Duckling, you can hurt me all you want when this is over but please for the love of Father you need to focus on giving birth." he said firmly but lovingly.
All you could do was pant, the wave of childbirth was really taking a toll on you. "Last time I checked, you were the one who gave Eve the apple and if you didn't, this wouldn't be so painful!" you shot back with disdain in your voice.
Alright, he had to admit you got him there. "Okay, yes I did some wrong on my part, but it'll all be over when we hear the cries of our-"
Right on time. Before he could even finish his sentence, you both heard to symphonies of wailing, healthy wailing. After the nurses, cleaned both of your little girls. Lucifer was bawling his eyes out.
"Lucifer, are you crying?"
"No, I'm just cosplaying a waterfall." he said through his cries. You both named your twin daughters, 'Clara and Clover.'
Abel ๐ ๐ ๐ธ
Oh, Abel. He was such a nervous wreck when he found out you were pregnant. "Wait, pregnant? Us, You, we're having a kid?" he said in a nervous, shaky voice.
You nod, in reassurance as he starts to sweat. "Wow! This is a lot to take in, what are we-" he stopped himself before he grabbed the both of your hands in his own.
"I am so glad you decided to tell me this. I'm a little nervous but excited to start my own family with you. You could see and hear the adoration in his voice as he gently reassured you with the same voice that would sing you to sleep each night.
First Trimester
The way this man acted like you were having his babies right now, was absolutely adorable. He was fretting over every single detail about you, birthing plan, cravings, health, etc.
"Lamb, I have to make sure everything is perfect for the both of you, otherwise what type of husband and father would I be?"
Your poor husband was so worried about becoming like his late father, even though you've reminded him countless times that he is nothing like his father. "But what if-" he started before you interrupted him.
"But nothing. You are the best husband in all of Heaven, so you need to act like it." you chided him gently
His heart shatters into a million pieces whenever you get morning sickness. Immediately at your side, no questions asked. Rubbing your shoulders up and down with a comforting aura.
"I know lamb, I know." is what he would tell you everytime. After your done with your daily puking, he always keeps a washcloth in the freezer so he can put it on your forehead after.
During your pregnancy he decides to work from home, letting Lute do the physical exertion so he can stay home with you and make a living at the same time.
You like to just randomly crawl up into his lap so you can take a pregnancy nap on him.
As much as he tries to resist, he just lets you lay there for a good majority of time when he works.
"Hon, I can't cuddle with you right now, I'm doing some- nevermind." and he just looks down with a smile and carries you back to bed.
Second Trimester
Abel was more excited than you to build the nursery he could not stay still. "Oh and a shade of dandelion over here, the bookshelf, rocking chair over there!"
"Abel, calm down! You're gonna get paint everywhere." you said with mock chastisement. You were holding the paint cans, while he was holding the paint brushes.
"I'm sorry, Lamb. It's just so exciting. I get to give my girl or boy the nursery, of their dreams!" he said with the twinkle in his nervous eyes that could calm the coldest of hearts.
Abel will make you anything you want, homemade taffy, churros, whatever you want? He can make.
"Abel darling can you make me a mutton pie?" you look up at him with hopefulness in your eyes.
His eyes shifted between you and the stove. "(Y/N) I'll make you whatever you want, but I draw the line at sheep."
In the middle of your naps, you can head Abel beside you, tuning his guitar and strumming simple cords to your belly as an attempt to bond with them, before they're even born.
He smiled at you, and began to start one of his instrumentals again. You shot up in pain during one of your naps, holding your stomach, while Abel was sleeping beside you. "Abel can you wake up? Something's wrong.."
"What is it..?" he mumbled sleepily
"My stomach is hurting.. really bad". "Oh, shit!" and he leaped out of bed getting your sweater and flats, so you could both could see Sera.
"Huh, looks like you two are having twins, nothing serious." and she just turned back to her desk.
"TWINS!?" he exclaimed, "Oh, twins that sounds nice, Abel.". All he could do was look at you in shock. The only reason why he exclaimed like that, was because all he could think of would be the pain you would endure.
Third Trimester
Sure, your stomach was bigger than ever, but Abel's love was even larger. But there's a little insecurity bugging you, stretch marks.
Abel catches you staring at yourself in the mirror, in your undergarments. "Lamb, what's got you all out of sorts?" he rested his head on your shoulder staring at you through the mirror.
"All these damn, stretch marks I look like an elephant.". Abel looks like he was more offended than you, "Darling, how could you ever say that about yourself, you're the mother of my children!". he exclaimed while tracing your stretch marks.
You felt your tears streaming down your face before you could even register it, sniffling you looked at Abel who was also crying with you. "Why are you crying?", "Because you're crying!"
Labor
Having two angelic twins, is hard. No shit Sherlock, but atleast Abel, was able to make it better (pun included). This man was bursting into tears, snot running down his nose.
"Hon it looks you're going through this labor instead of me-!" you telped out in pain as you felt one of the twins kick at your stomach.
"But Lamb, it is my fault, I got you pregnant in the first plahace!-" his muffled cries were silent when he put his head into your shoulder.
"Honey, instead of you crying your ass off, can you atleast hold my hand?
He looked up from his tear blurry vision, and just stared at you with love before following your command.
On second thought maybe you should've just left him in the waiting room. After an excruciating labor, you both hear the synchronized cries of your twin boys. 'Caleb and Malachai.'
Adam ๐ธโก๏ธ
He notices it before you do. Probably with a slick comment, "Are you on your period?" he says with a smug voice.
"No, I've been late, why?'
"I think you might be pregnant." he says nonchalantly. "And how do you know?" you say with a hint of irritation in your voice.
Sure enough you both go to see one of the Heavenly doctors, and the news hits you like a truck, "Yes miss, congratulations, twins too."
You couldn't believe this shit, you pregnant with Heaven's golden boy too, this is gonna be a fun nine months.
First Trimester
He will spend the entire first three months picking on you (lovingly) and your bump. One time while you were washing the dishes, and Adam walked in, he just had to make a joke about your bump. "There's a perfectly baked bun that you have there."
"Adam, do you value your life?" you say without looking away from the dishes that you were washing. Safe to say that he didn't bother you for the entire day
Morning sickness, goodness you hated it- who wouldn't? Every time you would puke he would be there with a cold cloth while holding your hair, "Wow every time I hold your hair like this usually I-" you interrupted him before he could finish his sex joke." after you finished your puking he started his spiel about how he hates Lucifer for doing this to you. "That slippery bastard is so infuriating! I mean because of him you have to suffer giving birth to my kids!"
Looks like he was more upset about this pregnancy than you were.
"Adam calm down.." you said tiredly, as much as you wanted to argue you couldn't and wouldn't.
"Tits, how can I calm down when I know that you feel like crap from the one person I hate?"
You never got to hear the end of it.
He always makes comments about your boobs, wether it's 'My girls are getting bigger each week', he once asked if he could suck on them, but proceeds to act confused when you say no..
Second Trimester
You and Adam were fast asleep in the shared bed, when a pang of hunger awoke you. "Adam,-" but before you could get your sentence out he jumped out of bed. "I'm up! Is it time?"
"No, babe I was just gonna say I'm hungry, can you make me ribs with peanut butter on them?" you looked at him hopefully. Adam looked at you like you just asked him to stop exterminations.
"Babe, that's gross-" he got cut off by your tear-filled eyes looking at him.
"All right, fine, I guess I can make that disgusting concoction for you." he said begrudgingly, but the both of you knew he was wrapped around your finger.
While you two were working on the nursery, you couldn't pick out a single shade of white, "Babe, this is 'Eggshell' not 'Creame'!" you cried out as your eyes prickled with tears.
"Tits, why are you crying, they all look the same won't they?" he tried to gently reassure you while holding the paint cans. "I don't want my kids look at eggs for when they're born, I don't wanna be a boring mom!"
You started to wail in the middle of un put baby equipment, paint brushes, measuring tape, and wood-slabs.
Adam pulled you into his burly arms and begins to kiss your nose, mouth, cheek, forehead. Any part of your face that would calm you down quickly enough. "Baby, it doesn't matter what color the nursery is, you wanna know why?"
He pulled away to look at your tear streaked face, before continuing, "because these babies are gonna have the best mom ever." he said, reassuringly. "You mean it?" you said tear-filled.
"I mean it.".
Third Trimester
Being the only responsible one in the relationship, you were the only one who packed your overnight bag, but it couldn't help to have a little fun with him. You decided to do a practice drill on Adam, while he was half asleep.
You loved that stupid, but domestic look he had when he was asleep, a chubby bicep over his eyes, just in his lightning bolt boxer briefs, and un-matching socks.
Inhaling a sharp breath you try to hone your best acting skills and put on some light water on your face to show either sweat or tears. "Adam!" you said in that fake broken voice.
He slowly shot up rubbing sleep from his eyes, "What, what? I'm up.." he said before putting his cheek back on the pillow, eyes fluttering back closed.
Not a good start, you said to yourself, "Babe!", this time he finally woke up, with a disgruntled sound, sure he took paternity leave off but he was still tired from training the exorcists, "What..", he said in a sleepy but hot voice.
"The baby's coming!"
"Five more minutes..."
"Now!", he finally got up but you could see from the sluggish movements in his body that he was far from prepared, got the camping bag instead of the hospital bag. Oh boy, this was not going well so far.
Sure you felt some discomfort in your uterus while testing him it shuld brush off, right?
Right?
Labor
You spent the full thirty hours cursing him out, and screaming, "Look sugar-tits, can you please for the love of GOD, focus on giving birth to our kids, then you can threaten to cut my dick off."
Adam, knew that in this moment, he had fell in love all over again. He reached over with a softness that was reserved for you, and your kids only. He bent down to kiss your temple wiping your tears away, "Look sweets, I know I'm not the most chivalrous person in Heaven but-"
"Wow, Adam really not-fucking time for big words!", you basically shot the words out, letting out a gut wrenching scream.
"I know sweets, but I've seen you kill fucking overlords, during extermiantion. Where's the woman the stole my heart. You can fucking do this.", it was as if his words had cast a spell on you, and you leaned back against the pillows, and pushed with all your might, giving birth to your baby boy, and girl.
"Look babe you did it.."
"No, we did.", he leaned down and kiss your lips.
You decided to name the girl, Adeline.
And Adam named the boy Artemis.
a/n: I've actually had this in my drafts since, march and couldn't post lately because I had to take finals early, than usually.
a/n: you can find pt.1 here!!, this is basically the reader's pregnancy and her head cannons with the others, how she found out, told him etc.
It's been a few weeks since you and Alastor's ahem, lovemaking you started to feel ill, you assumed that it's the lasting effects of your estrus, and ignored it under the impression it would pass in due time.
You've been feeling tired recently, so you decided to go to your friend, Rosie's emporium, for some tea, she always makes the best tea.
On your walk there, you noticed you've beens smelling a bit sweet. Not, sickly sweet, like a perfectly ripe fruit waiting to be picked.
You walk into Cannibal town waving at the residents who live there, their glossy back eyes staring back at you.
"What lovely people," you thought to yourself as you approached the store.
Walking into the store, the bell ringing as a sign of your presence, Rosie was just in the middle of talking to a lovely couple, when she spotted you.
"Oh [Reader]! it seems like it's been a century since I last saw you! How ya been? You eating good? Light headed?"
She began to fuss over you as if you were the most important thing in the world. (You are what you're wearing)
"Rosie, Rosie I'm fine. I'm just here for our afternoon tea." you said trying to calm her down, which is equivalent to calming down a cocker spaniel.
She was brushing off your sunhat before giving you a final look down. "Aren't you as radiant as a hellfire in may!" she exclaimed before guiding you to where she keeps her tea sets. "Now, tell me how you've been doing."
You two began to talk about mundane things, hobbies, overlord business, and the works. "And then he started pissing on himself!" you laughed as you recalled a memory to Rosie where Alastor threatened a passing sinner who was cat-calling you.
She started laughing along with you, patting your back, sipping tea. "You're kidding!", "I wish, every time I feel down I just look back at that moment, other than our wedding day." you say with a nostalgic tone.
"You two never had kids when you were alive, doll?"
"Never." you said solemnly as if trying to hide the ache in your voice.
You both sit your tea in a comfortable silence, pausing for a moment.
"Who knows doll, miracles can happen, well almost anywhere." she offers you some silent support.
"I do hope so, maybe my egg is still somewhat functional.." you said trying to do a light joke about yourself.
She laughs along with you, "Oh that reminds me, you were saying you've been having nausea and headaches."
"Yes, i do recall saying that why?" you eyed her.
"Well, I brought you some of my famous headache tea, it should clear that dizzy spell right up!" she turned behind herself to fetch a box of tea to give you.
Feeling overwhelmed by her generosity you started to cry, it wasn't like you to cry like this, especially over tea.
Rosie started to pull you in a hug, "Honey, Honey, what's got you all out of sorts? This isn't like you."
"I know!" you sniffled in her arms and began wailing like a baby in her arms. She gently put you on one of the couches in the emporium and began tucking blankets around you hoping that you would go to sleep.
"Sorry folks! I have to shut down early due to uh.. family emergency!" she told the crowd.
A loud murmur of complaints began to emerge from the long line of patrons. "Hey, I'll be open tomorrow cheer up folks!"
She walked over to the telephone perched beside the tea set and began to rang the hotel's number.
"Charlie speaking! How can I help you?" a cheerful, recognizable voice rang out.
"Oh, Charlie dear, how have you been it's Auntie Rosie speaking, I was wondering if I could speak with Alastor?"
"OH! Rosie, you're calling OHIMGE! Alastor!"
"Yes, dear." he said in an irritated voice, although his smile never showed it.
"Miss Rosie said she wishes to speak with you," she said enthusiastically giving him the phone, before walking off.
"Goodness gracious that girl is so ditzy, hello Rosie how can I help you?"
"Hiya Alastor, I meant to tell you that your darling, is a bit how should I say this?.. " before she could say more, he could hear your wails,
"Look at all the cute cannibal children! They're so adorable!" you sobbed on the couch.
"I'm on my way."
You eventually lulled yourself to sleep with your head in Rosie's lap as she stroked your hair, "Where is she?" he said frantically looking around.
"Alastor, shh! She's sleeping."
"What caused her to get this upset?" he asked her nervously.
"I'm not sure, the poor thing began to wail when I gave her some tea, she was talking about her-"
"Headaches?" he finished for her. "Yeah, her headaches.". He took you from her arms carrying you bridal style. "Did she say anything else?". She shook her head no. "Oh here, that should be her tea in there, and also Al?"
"Yes?"
"I think you should ask her to take this when she wakes up." she hands him a box, "Oh what is thi-"
"Pregnancy test."
"Oh. I see, and what makes you think she's pregnant?" he shifted his hold on you so your head is on his shoulder. "I know everything, oh you two are gonna have the cutest fawn ever!" she exclaimed at him.
He could only mutter under his breath and carry you both to the hotel, he just remembered that every time he teleports you two, you would feel nauseous.
Feeling the gently sway of his movements, you stirred awake, "Alastor? Why are you holding me?", he could hear the exhaustion in your voice.
"You cried yourself to sleep at Rosie's shop, darling so she called me to pick you up."
"Oh." was all you could mutter out before wiping the crust forming in your eyes. "I can walk now." you stared up at him with a faint smile on your lips.
"Hmm? Oh, right of course." he carefully put you down and began walking with you.
"I'm sorry darling, it's just everything has me so out of sorts today, I regurgitated, more fatigue than usual, and hungrier." you spoke.
"Now, now, darling no need for you to apologize-" he pauses then sniffs your body.
"Is that a new perfume dear?", you look at him with bewilderment, then you answer him. "Excuse me?"
"It's just you smell radiant, and with a bit of sweetness, what is it?"
You sniffed your wrist before staring at him, "Alastor I don't smell anything. What are you talking about?".
It might've been the florist shop you two walked by, but no flowers in all of hell could smell as radiant as you.
"Hm, must be nothing." You both knew that he only said that to drop the topic, you couldn't smell anything but to him, you smelt... fertile.
You both managed to get back to the hotel room, your body still felt a bit sluggish, you plopped onto the bed without any protest. Alastor being the gentleman he is took your shoes off for you and put your bonnet on your head. (Curly head readers)
You yawned, "Alastor darling aren't you gonna come to bed?", he looked back at you, "Just going to finish a chapter in my book my lo-" he couldn't finish his sentence, having you already fell asleep.
"Sleep well my doe." he kissed your head goodnight and shut off the lamp, plummeting the both of you and the dark.
You woke to a burning ache in your chest, not a sad ache a painfully, burning one. As much as your body wanted to go back to sleep, it just couldn't.
Prying your sweat soaked body from the sheets you, ran to the restroom and began to empty your stomach, the bad thing is you didn't empty food per se, more like stomach acid.
Awoken by the noise of your regurgitation, Alastor walked towards the bathroom door and knocked, "Darling, do you need me to come in?".
"N-no, I'm fine!" you piped up, 'What is going on with me today?' you thought to yourself. "[Reader], I'm coming in." he opened the door with more force than necessary, wood chipping off the door.
"Darling, what happened?", he began to dote over you. "Al, I don't know what's wrong with me, my head hurts and I've been having nausea, my monthly isn't here."
"Well, my dear it seems you're carrying my fawn." he said smoothly. "Wait, what?"
"Dear, you did say you were having headaches did you not?"
"Yeah.'
"Nausea?"
"Yeah."
"And you said you haven't gotten your period?"
"Oh.", "Thought so, darling. Also, Rosie gave me this we both had a suspicion of you being pregnant." he handed you the pregnancy test that she gave him. "Fine, but if this shows negative you owe me 20 bucks." (300 dollars today)
"Darling, I wouldn't want you to loose your money, but do go ahead and embarrass yourself." he replied slyly.
You quickly went in the bathroom with the mindset that, this was all a misunderstanding and it's just a stomach bug.
You did the test and began waiting five minutes for the results to appear. Deciding to surprise both yourself and Alastor you bring the test out a minute before showing the results, covering the answer with your thumb.
"Ta-da!" you shouted enthusiastically only to have it shatter when he says the words, "Oh, look 'positive' who could've guessed?"
"Is that attitude I'm hearing?" you retorted back, your tone filled with shock and worry. 'I can't be pregnant,' you thought to yourself, your mind filling with endless thoughts. 'How the hell will I raise a baby in hell, are there any baby clothes, what if Alastor doesn't want it,' each thought made your breathe quicken.
Your panic attack ceased Alastor's playful demeanor and so he began to comfort you, "My love, please take this as an opprutunity to make up for the children we didn't have,"
"But what if-"
"What if nothing my sweet, please cease this worrying of yours, have you ever seen me leave you for anything?", he told you prying your hands away from your face.
You sniffle and look up at him, "You haven't. You're right Al we never had kids in our past life, it's time we make a new one."
"That's the spirit and maybe, they can take over my radio station."
"Really?"
"No."
finally head cannons.
Charlie Morningstar
๐ต๐: Overjoyed the most out of all the residents in the hotel
๐ต๐: Baby proofs the entire hotel, claiming it's just 'no biggie'
๐ต๐: Acts like a child learing about pregnancy for the first time, she always ask to touch your bump
๐ต๐: When she first found out she threw you a party, not a baby shower, just a party celebrating the baby being conceived
๐ต๐: Tried to pick up sewing so she could make you an early baby onesie (couldn't do it)
๐ต๐: Planned your baby shower for you, then proceeded to plan other events, like gender reveal parties, and future birthdays
๐ต๐: Gives you her crayons, papers, markers, claiming its for the baby while it's breaking her heart to give them away
"Charlie, it's okay me an Alastor don't need them, we can just buy them."
"N-no, *sniffle*, I don't mind *sob* besides I'm t-too old f-for drawing, besides the baby needs it.." *in full blown tears*
Vaggi
๐ก๐: Most normal reaction of everyone on the outside but an absolute softie on the inside.
๐ก๐: Kind've respects Alastor a bit more, since he's becoming a dad for the first time.
๐ก๐: Stock up on formula for you, all the essentials like diapers, baby powder, pacifiers.
๐ก๐: Will walk you down the stairs if Alastor isn't here.
๐ก๐: Treat you normally like all the others, but still wary of you being pregnant.
"Is everything okay? Bloating, headaches, fever?"
"Yes,yes, and no. Vaggi this is the 3rd time."
Angel Dust
๐ธ๐: says 'congrats' like you just got your first job instead of conceiving a whole child
๐ธ๐: already appointed himself as the only babysitter in the whole hotel
๐ธ๐: The type to try and get you maternity clothes from a sex shop, which makes no sense cause why are they in a sex shop??
๐ธ๐: you still have parties from time to time, but he make sure you stay away from the booze and all the icky bad stuff.
๐ธ๐: got chewed out (threatened) by Alastor for taking you out to a party so now he has to substitute to brunches
๐ธ๐: gives you a really expensive pacifier for your baby shower gift like diamond studded all that
"Oh, Angel you didn't have-- to..."
๐ธ๐: he gave you several bottles of baby oil
"From my own personal stash, no need to thank me!"
Nifty
๐งน๐ฉธ: Always wants to touch your belly
๐งน๐ฉธ: Makes sure you and Alastor both have a clean room
๐งน๐ฉธ: Sews all your baby clothes besides Rosie
๐งน๐ฉธ: Calls you Mama [Reader] instead of just your name
๐งน๐ฉธ: lets you carry her so you can practice holding (she actually just wants to be held)
Alastor
๐ป๐ฆ: Never leaves you alone, only does when it's an overlord meeting.
๐ป๐ฆ: At your beck and call, rubs your feet when you're tired, basically your own butler while you're pregnant.
๐ป๐ฆ: Whenever you want a weird craving he'll complain about the whole time, but still gets a content face when he sees you happily eating.
๐ป๐ฆ: If you have a headache he will try every home remedy in his family than give you and pharmaceutical medicine.
๐ป๐ฆ: if you both go to visit cannibal town he'll always carry you bridal style if you even wince in discomfort.
๐ป๐ฆ: hates it when you try and doing anything, washing dishes, cooking, picking up boxes etc.
a/n: my fucking draft of this got deleted, because my dumbass decided to use my school computer (i didn't get caught), and it didn't save. anyways this is my first smut, rut, fluff, loud sex, porn without plot, breeding, MDNI, MDNI, MDNI, alastor isn't much of a curser
You finally were able to get through all of the Hazbin residents therapy session, after helping with Charlie's hotel along with your husband, Alastor. She made you the hotel's therapist.
You were so exhausted, you got screamed, cat-called, and threatened in one day, and the worse part is, you're in estrogen.
What a big clusterfuck. The only thing you were looking forward to, was your husbands jambalaya, sleep, and cuddle time with him.
You fumbled with your hotel key that was in your purse before stepping in you and Alastor's shared hotel bedroom.
"I'm back!" you yelled out tiredly to the seemingly empty room. When you didn't get a response you turned to your left to see, a couple of water bottles, chilled to perfection with cured meats, and sugared fruits.
You don't see that unless, oh. You and Alastor's heat cycles synchronized you thought to yourself.
Maybe you should try and get a nap before he takes your ability to walk for over a week. You take off your shoes and go to take a shower, come back to see your pajamas folded neatly on the bed.
"How was your day darling?" a staticky old voice piped up from behind you. You turned your body to the right to see Alastor in his lounge chair near the fire reading a book.
Oddly calm, suspiciously calm.
"Just another day at the hotel, screaming residents, the usual." You kept your voice even as you put on your pajamas.
"Sounds horrendous my dear, though I hope you aren't forgetting something." he replied cooly. That paused the hands buttoning your shirt, as you turned back to him.
"No, no, I don't think so, your birthday isn't until next year, and our anniversary is in 5 months-" you feigned ignorance.
"Our rut cycle darling, and don't play innocent." he said before closing hsi book, it only took him 3 long strides before he was infront of you.
You couldn't lie that you felt a soothing warmth pool into your stomach, causing a sticky sensation between your thighs.
"No, darling I must've forgotten." but your tail betrayed you, you could see on his face how he was looking past your face, behind your little tail swinging back in forth in anticipation.
"Your tail speaks otherwise," he said with a sultry drawl.
He gently guides you to the bed before slowly unbuttoning your shirt revealing two gentle peaks. "My, I wonder what these will look like when your swell with my child.."
You could only whimper in reply, the growing wetness evident. He takes one of your nipples in his mouth fondling one with his hand, before giving the other one the same attention.
He starts to pull of your pants seeing the wetness coveirng your thighs and core. "So, wet for me and I've barely touched you, how uncouth of you, dirty girl." he growled, hungry clear in his voice.
"Al, this is your fault too, if I didn't smell, you then i wouldn't be we-ANH!" your sentence was cut off by two finger plunged deep inside of you.
Without thinking you grabbed his wrist as a desperate attempt for him to slow down. "A-Alastor! N-not s-s-so rough!" you cry out your scream echoing through the walls.
You shut your eyes tight as if trying to salvage yourself as a respect woman. "Awh, is someone embarrassed?" he replied as he started to make a scissor motion with his middle and ring finger buried in your cunt.
"P-please..."
"Please what? Use your words my love." he kept his thrusting at a steady pace, waiting for your reaction.
You opened your eyes to look at him, that wide crooked smile was all you managed to see before closing your eyes again and throwing your head back in ecstasy.
Just for it to be cut short, you feel his fingers pull out of you abruptly causing you to whine at the sudden emptiness, clenching around nothing.
You pout at him, "Alastor what the hell?" you said with annoyance. "Patience my dear," he replied to you before pulling his slacks down at a painfully slow pace.
After what feels like an eternity his cock springs up hitting his stomach, an angry red at the the tip with precum dripping on the sheets.
You felt hypnotized staring at it, a slow drip of droll at the corner of your mouth. "Love you're drooling.". You touched the corner of your mouth in embarrassment, wiping the drool off.
He flipped you fce down ass up with your tail in the air, flushed with embarrassment you plopped your tail down to cover your weeping cunt.
"Darling, you know I can't put a baby in you until I see your cunt." he said in a sing-song voice pumping his cock to cover himself in his own release. (As if you weren't already lubricatated enough)
"Al, can't we take a little break first?" you looked at him with those misty doe eyes, that could ruin him.
"Mmm, fine. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have a pause in our love making.
You sighed in relief at his agreement to take a break, by now you were covered in a thin sheen of sweat as you brushed your sweat covered hair out of your face.
"Thank goodness," you thought to yourself as you got to reach for one of the water bottles on the nightstand, before you can grab it Alastor takes it and opens the bottle for you, tilting your head back and force drinks the water for you.
"Al, I could've done that myself." you told him, "I'm aware, but I want my little doe to have as much energy, that she needs." he replied.
You could only smile at him with a dopey smiley. "Alright breaks over!" he said enthusiastically. "Wait, what?".
You were immediately placed on your back, while Alastor took his fingers and began to coat them in your slick, lubricating his shaft.
Slowly he pushes it into your entrance in a painful, but pleasurable pace. You could only let out a strangled moan as he pushed in inch by inch.
"F-fuck!" you cried out, tears brushing the corner of your eyes, no matter how many times you two have sex, you can't help but cry.
Leaning into his touch you start dragging your fingernails down his back, causing jagged lines to form.
This lets out a deep ragged groan out of his throat, "Mother of Pearl, darling!"
"Jesus, Al have you never cursed before?" you laughed through your moans.
You gasped at a harsh thrust at your sweet spot. "There it is." he drawled.
You clutch his neck with one of your hands and use your other to clutch his forearm. Overwhelmed by the immense pleasure of his thrusts, you began to yell out praises.
Every praise from you, caused him to go quicker with every thrust drawing out more praises from you.
"Al, al, m'gonna come." you whine out.
As you're reaching your climax, you can feel your tail being tugged on causing a loud bleat to erupt from your lips.
In retaliation you pull down his antlers to your position causing a similar but lower in pitch bleat from him.
"You tricky minx." he grunted before smashing your lips with his, before spilling his load into you. After that it was load after load after load.
Full from the lovemaking and his sperm you both began to tire. Alastor, being the gentleman he is slowly pulled out of you, and turned to run you a hot bath, with your favorite bath salts for you.
While still in the bed, with the russled sheets, he carried you bridal style and gently placed you into the tub.
You winced, not painfully but at the warmth at the water. Basking in the warmth of the tub, he began to use your washcloth and scrub in between your legs to get rid of all the stickiness.
"Darling, are you okay with us having a baby?" you spoke outloud.
He paused his scrubbing to look at your face. "I haven't given it much thought, but as long as I'm with you darling, I'm happy."
You just woke up from your much needed rest for being the head marketing manager at Voxtek is no easy feat. You were about to get up and start your routine, only to have cold metallic claws wrap around your waist and pull you back into a sturdy chest.
"Doll, it's 3 am why are you getting up?" a glitchy voice looked down at you with his neon screen. Who knew that your boyfriend was also your boss, and the biggest, influential overlord.
"Vox, you start work at 4 am." you said in a tired but loving voice.
"So? It's 3 am and you're getting up." he shot back in a irritated tone.
"Yeah and you said you wanted the project ideas by the time you step into the office, so I have to wake up." with a finality of your words you boop his screen where his nose should be.
You can feel his eyes trailing up and down your body as your walking to the bathroom to freshen up. "I can feel you staring Vox," you should out from the bathroom while you're washing your face.
"Can't a guy appreciate his sexy girlfriend?" he said, you could hear him smiling in his voice.
"Besides, it's not like I get to see you every day, it gets lonely being the head hunch sometimes." this was one of the few moments where you could hear the vulnerability in his voice.
"Vox, we see each other every day, and everyone knows that you only call me into your office so we could "talk"," you said using air quotes with both your middle and index finger.
You dried your face off with a towel and turn to him, with his back facing you. Dipping yourself in the bed to hug him from behind, planting your face in the junction is his neck and shoulder.
"You're too sweet for me, doll.", he said with a gravelly voice, before taking one of your arms and bringing them to his lips.
"Well, I am the only one who can tolerate your bullshit," you said in a teasing voice before kissing the side of his screen.
"Now c'mon, get ready so we can get breakfast sandwiches!" yous aid enthusiastically before pulling away and hopping to your closet. He specifically made it walk in.
"You are so lucky you're hot, otherwise you would've gotten a ZAP!", he does it every time sends little but non lethal shocks of electricity, basically his way of saying 'love you'.
"Asshole."
"But I'm yours." he said smugly, while putting on his white button up. Followed by his usually get up, of wingtiped shoes, bow tie, blazer, and hat.
During the drive to the Voxtek building he got you two breakfast burgers, cups of coffee, and a cake pop for you.
"Vox, why was the computer late to work?" you looked at him with feign innocence. He sighed, his voice strained with annoyance.
"I don't know, and I'm not a computer doll."
"Beacuse it had a hard drive!" and immediatley bursted out laughing.
"You are so lucky I love you." he said before pinching your cheek.
a/n: wow my first post, after who knows how long currently writing this at 9:43 pm, even though I have a math test tomorrow but here you are you delusional ppl, and the people who still follow me thank you so much! I got 5 people who know me!
"You're a fallen angel too? Oh my gosh we have so much in common!". That was not the reaction you were expecting from your boyfriend, well at the same time it was predictable considering you're dating the literal King of Hell. He takes a step closer to you, as if approaching a hurt animal, scared of you fleeing off. "I understand if you want me to leave, if you hate me-" was all you could manage before being pulled into a bone-crushing hug. "Lucifer?", the only response you got were muffled tears into your shoulder.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Lucifer said as he pulled back with tears in his eyes as he smiles up at you (yes you're taller than him, I decided it). "I thought you would want to dump me?" you say in a pitiful meek voice that almost brought him to tears. "I'm just glad I'm not the only one, darling." OH LAWD how you just wanted to marry this man right then and there. "WAIT, where are your wings?" with a confusing voice as he looks at your back running his fingertips on your back, causing a shiver down your spine.
"One of the exorcist ripped them off, when I fell." you felt like you wanted to shrivel up and disappear, but that feeling was quickly cast away as you could feel the overpowerment of anger radiating off of him. "Who?" "Luci, it doesn't matter it was a long time ago-" he abruptly cuts you off. "I may not be able to harm sinners, but they didn't say anything able to harm angels, especially lower class exorcists." You would have never thought this side of anger could come from your sweet, goofy, duck-loving, boyfriend.
After you gave him the name of the exorcist who hurt you, he was quiet for a moment before beaming up at you with a wide goofy grin. "Well, guess what? Now we can hate heaven together!" after that he put you in one of his fluffy pink robes, having a comfort fallen angel slumber party!
All Charlie could feel was betrayal, "W-What?" of course the bleeding heart princess tries everything to see the good. or the first time in your relationship. She was at a lost for words. "Charlie I know, I lied to you but I had a good reason!" You said with a dejected voice. "I-I need some space, right now... but I promise we can talk about this later.". As much as you wanted to argue back with her, you couldn't at the same time, she still had a reason to be upset, you used to kill her people.
You didn't see her for the whole afternoon, but it was very obvious that she was upset you could hear her sobbing upstairs.. in the same bedroom you two slept together in. Unable to bear the sound of her tears anymore, you stormed upstairs.
"Charlie I can't take it anymore, we have to talk about this, you need to face this, who I am?" you argued to the sobbing mess. "How could you keep this from me! We promised to be honest with each other the moment we decided to be together!" she said in a sobful voice. All you could feel was shame burning on your face. "You lied to me, you- you betrayed me." "But that still doesn't change how I feel about you!" that definitely shut her up now.
"I know what I did was.. wrong, but I still love you with all my being." the words started flowing out more freely now. it was clear to her that every word you said was true. Before you could say the last sentence she practically pounced on you sobbing. "I don't want us to be apart!" she said wailing like an absolute baby. "I am so so so sorry!" she started to practically wail in your arms, as you gently shushed her. "Wanna watch a rom-com and do face masks?" you say trying to soothe her. Through sniffles, "Y-yeah..." was all she could muster out.
ALASTOR
One would usually expect other partners to absolutely tear you to shreds from this fascinating revelation but no, not your dear husband Alastor. "My, my darling anyone could've figured this out, it was quite obvious to be honest." "It was?" "Yes my dear, your kind nature, you're ability to help others? Anyone could've seen through your deception." You felt your heart sank into your ass. Here you were practically internally panicking from his ability to read you like an open book, that's Alastor for you.
"Alastor are you seriously not upset?" "Heavens no!" he says as he pulls you into a hug, so tight only Alastor could manage. "Well, what do we do now?" you say looking up at him. (He is literally seven feet tall bsfr) "Well my dear, we could do a little cooking date to reward, your bravery for telling me."
Alastor being sane, that's a first one. "Well let's not dilly dally my dear, here! put this on." he gives you a red apron to match him as they start to cook together, even though majority of the times he has to correct what you are and not doing right.
"Are you sure you aren't mad?"
"Well my dear, as much as I am internally upset at the fact you kept the truth from me, I am in fact soothed by your angelic nature." Awh, well that was cute- "I do always wondered how angelic blood could taste like?" Never mind.
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"You're a fucking WHAT!?" The TV Overlord said with a wide grin on his face. (I think to him he would see this as a business opprtunity , but still love you regardless) "Oh my Satan! Babe do you know what this means?!" "That you hate me and want to kill me?"
"What the fuck are you talking about- NO!! This means that we can be the most powerful sinners in Hell!" "How? I'm just a fallen angel I'm not technically a sinner.". He couldn't help but admit you were right, you weren't technically a sinner, but that didn't stop him from making money and popularity.
"Darling, I wouldn't give a damn if you were a hellborn, you are the most fuckable, cutest, and sexist demon- well angel to me.". For once, you didn't see the big pompous Media Overlord, everyone worshipped. Instead you just saw the soft side of your boyfriend.
"Now! Let's go take over Heaven!", "Wait, what?". "Yeah to get revenge for what they did to you and to fufil my dream, we can be gods together! It's the most perfect plan!"
Time skip to end of season 2
"So, uh remember when-" "Don't."
a/n
HI SO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING OR EVEN INTERACTING WITH THIS ACCOUNT, I hope you like it if not, well uh i dunno what to say.
