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The sky is SO pink right now. Everything is pink.
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.
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