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C: also mom friend? a doll? the cutest girl alive? guys im just a theater major gal visiting her pals and not some cutesy baby. to quote the great taako “im a fully realized creation! fuck!”

Batman is romen confirmed XD

…why did i make this…

Omg ultimate power

Emoji M!A's

😍: My muse has fallen deeply in love with ________ for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😳: My muse is easily flustered and extremely innocent for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😢: My muse is upset and doesn’t know why for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😱: My muse is scared of everything and everyone for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😡: My muse is irrationally angry and violent at/to everyone and everything for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😷: My muse is sick for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😎: My muse thinks they’re a superstar and develops a diva attitude for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😴: My muse is tired and listless and sleep deprived for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😵: My muse is in a deep coma for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😈: My muse becomes mischievous for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👿: My muse becomes pure evil and acts horribly to everyone for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😯: My muse has amnesia for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😇:My muse is a perfect angel who can do no wrong and is nice to everyone for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😏: My muse is flirty and seductive towards everyone for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👦/👧: My muse swaps genders for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👶: My muse becomes a baby for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👴: My muse becomes old for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👸: My muse believes they are royalty for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 😺: My muse becomes an animal of anon’s choosing for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🙈: My muse is blind for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🙉: My muse is deaf for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🙊: My muse is mute for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 💀: My muse can see dead people/is haunted (anon’s choice) for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👽: My muse is an alien/is abducted by aliens (anon’s choice) for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👄: My muse is obsessed with lips, kissing, eating, everything about them for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 💍: My muse marries ________ for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 💭: Everything my muse thinks is heard by everyone around them for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 👻: My muse becomes a ghost for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🎅: My muse becomes santa to the world for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🎨: My muse believes they are an artist for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🎤: My muse has to sing everything they say for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🎧: My muse can only speak in song lyrics for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🏆: My muse becomes an athlete for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🎮: My muse becomes a video game character for 3 days. (Or period of anon’s choosing) 🍴: My muse is hungry and can’t get full no matter how much they eat.

my aesthetic: left 4 dead 2 graffiti 

everyone who reblogs this will get a random camp camp quote in their ask box

I relate

how tall are your friends?

Sure you can if you want Roger..

Yep....

Reblog if your parents have ever:

- pointed out acne - treated you like a little slave (you get them EVERYTHING) - made fun of people who you idolize - made you feel like an outcast - ever called you a mistake or worthless - forced you to go to a place where you weren’t comfortable - made jokes about your weight - made you cry - made you break down - made you feel like you were all alone If so I’m going to send each and everyone of you a message!

Omg omg i love your Alastor posts. Something about him realising that you have a thing for his voice (and it takes him a while cause he’s so dense when it comes to things like that lmaooo) and just exploiting it whenever he wants something from you ahhhh

a/n: his voice is sooo 🥰🥰🥰 requests open!

"greetings! welcome to the hotel." alastor chirps as you're lead through the doors to your new 'home'. your eyes widen, goosebumps forming on your skin immediately after his voice hits your ears. you're completely enamored, jaw hanging open in awe. "O-oh, hello." you smile meekly, a blush on your cheeks as he reaches out his hand. "pleasure to be meeting you, the name's is alastor. " he bows ever so slightly, forcing even more color to your face.

you're at a loss for words, nothing but a fumbled 'thank you' can leave your lips. you hear snickering behind you and turn to see angel and husk covering their mouths to hide their laughter. alastor is none the wiser, smiling at you as if it's not obvious you're head over heels just after hearing his voice.

this goes on for weeks until someone (likely angel) tells alastor straight to his face that you hang around him so much just to hear him speak. alastor's ears twitch at angel's overly sexual comment, something about "she's prob'ly touchin' herself to your every broadcast, dummy." but that does give him an idea...

the next time he sees you, alastor decides to put angel's theory to the test. "hello, darling." he speaks, slow and purposeful. your body shudders as, once again, your arms fill with goosebumps. "yes, alastor?" you reply, pretending to keep your cool. "i have just a little favor to ask..." he hums, his hand reaching around to rest on the small of your back to lead you out of the hotel lobby.

you almost glare at him, feeling weak in the knees. "a favor for the radio demon?" you shoot back, earning a chuckle from him. his hand feels warm on your back, too warm. "nothing serious my dear! i've just been hearing through the grapevine that a little someone finds my voice... irresistible?" alastor whispers the word right by your ear, forcing you to bite back a whine.

quickly, you put distance between the two of you. "w-well that's interesting, huh? want me to find out who it is?" you laugh, quick and breathless as you try to cover for yourself. alastor raises his brow. "now now, no need for shyness. i can always talk you through it." he winks.

Ooo can you write about about how Alastor would use restraints, he’d defo get turned on by how helpless reader would look when they’ve got a chain wrapped around them, with his need for control.

PRISONER ☆

TYPE - Alastor x Reader

WARNINGS - restraints/being tied up, semi public sorta?, ownership, swearing, oral receiving, humiliation.

authors note - tysm for requesting!! especially for Alastor hehehe, hope u like ittt >:)

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That night came back to you every time you got pulled down by that fuckers chain. The most regrettable night of your life, you were so far gone you really thought he'd help you. Making any deal while you were drunk was a bad idea, but making a deal with the radio demon?? Even worse. He's made you do sickening things for him in the past, all things you never would've done if your soul wasn't on the line; but nothing that made your stomach turn quite like this one.

You made the mistake of confronting him right before he went on the air. That pissed him off enough, and thought you needed a reminder of who you belonged to. Hence why you're tied up in his radio tower, chain around your neck, and screaming his name for all of Hell to hear.

Alastor made you crawl up to his radio tower, him holding the chain, then tied you up with dark sorcery, and clicked "start broadcast".

"Hello my dear viewers! Hope you're having a grand evening. Today will be a little different to my usual style of broadcast, but I trust you'll enjoy it nonetheless" His voice turned scratchy and demonic towards the end, making you nervous for what was to come.

The only luminance in the tower was the faint glow of the red sky, and the shine of Alastor's eyes. You had no idea how many people were listening right now, or what was even going to happen, you just hoped no one could tell it was you.

You swore you could smell his arousal. It was rare, but you could tell he liked seeing you chained up. He never expressed any romantic feelings towards you, only savage, animalistic needs to over-power you. You let him have his way, since there was nothing you could do about it, but this? This was a little past your limit.

Your hands were behind your back, legs bent, and whole body hoisted up. You had no clue what happened to your clothes, they vanished off your body when the ropse appeard around you. Your neck was angled slightly up from the floor, enough to see a little out the window, but not enough to hurt. That's when you felt him.

You gasped abruptly as you felt his hot tongue on your clit, "Ah!" It took you by surprise - to say the least. You obviously wanted to hold back your moans in order to keep some dignity... but, holy fuck he was good.

It was like being chained up increased the pleasure, you swore it'd never felt this good before. His tongue made you squirm, but squirming hurt, especially when you held back. You thought you may aswell give him what he wants instead of agitating him even more.

"Mmm- Fuck! Alastor please"

"Please what my dear?"

You didn't even know what you were asking for, you wanted to say please stop, but you knew you couldn't, it felt too good.

"Pl- Ah! Please don't stop!"

Yeah real good fucken choice, beg him to keep going and see where that'll get ya.

The next thing you felt was his tongue diving deep into your core, fuck. You knew he'd be skilled, but this was on a completely different level.

"Ohhh, fuck! I'm- I'm gonna cum, ah!"

Your legs attempted to collide, obviously being held back by the rope. As Alastor felt your thighs start to shake, he only increased his pace, sending you over the edge. The coil in your stomach finally snapped, sending shivers throughout your whole body as you screamed Alastor's name for all of Hell to hear. Even if they weren't listening to the broadcast, they might’ve still heard you.

Your vision was blurry, your face was hot, and currents of pleasure still shot through your core like electricity. Alastor got up and made his way to the control panel, "I hope this is to your liking dear listeners! Because we're just getting started"

...you've gotta be fucking kidding.

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Rlly rlly hoping u like thisss 🤞🏻 I think it's aight, I just love writing for Alastor tbh hehe. Cheers x