heaven || alastor x f. reader oneshots

you belong to me.

you belong to me.

the cat calls, stares and whistles you get whenever you just walk down the streets were an everyday thing for you. this wasn't earth where you can just report them to the police.

you can just kill them or beat them up if you can and want to for doing that. but that would waste your time.

you'd rather help around at the hotel than waste your time and soak your hands with filthy blood. he does it for you.

you continued walking, a frown at your face at how countless demons drooled over you. heck, you didn't even reveal that much skin! as if he'd let you out wearing too revealing clothes.

just then, a limousine drove next to you slowly until coming to a stop. you raised an eyebrow at the vehicle.

the door opened. and your frown deepened and your eyebrows furrowed more than ever.

there stepped out a very tall overlord that you very much hate. valentino towered over your small figure, a huge grin on his face as he stared down at you.

“y/n, baby, haven't you thought about it yet?” he asked.

“i've said this many times and i won't get tired of saying it.” you started, arms crossed over your chest, “no.”

he stepped closer to you, reaching a hand that he was about to place on your shoulder.

but before he could, you felt something wrap around your waist. you looked down and gasped to see a black tentacle wrapped around you before gently pulling you back.

you closed your eyes when it did so and when you opened them, you were more than releaved to see alastor standing in front of you.

alastor was shorter than valentino but he was intimidating as fuck. (idk for the rest of u but for me alastor's more intimidating ig lmao)

“can you keep your filthy hands to yourself and away from my lady, valentino?” he asked, more like commanded, a grin on his face but his glowing red eyes and deadly aura said more.

“alastor.” the taller growled, a scowl on his face at the sight of the other.

“alastor . . . ” you whispered, holding his arm.

for others, it would be deadly to approach or hold alastor whenever he was angry but you were an exception. you were his safe place and he wanted more to protect you than harm you.

thankfully, he snapped out of it and grinned at the taller, his eyebrow raised as he spoke, “y/n's body is only for my eyes to see. now, if you'll excuse us . . .”

flustered was an understatement. you were a blushing mess when you heard him say that with a bragging tone.

he then offered you to interlock arms with him which you gladly did before he took you away from the overlord who was fuming.

with alastor, the cat calls and stares died down almost immediately. much to your joy.

“we should really consider confessing to all of hell about us, my dear.” he suggested, “these fools need to know you belong to me.”

you hid your flushed face on his arm, muttering a weak ‘we should’.

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if the series comes out and these turn out ooc that would be so embarrassing lmao