Alastor x Female Oneshots(REQUEST OPEN)

Smile (Alastor x Depressed! Reader)

WARNING: Mentions of suicide, blood, and blades

You woke up in your hotel room as you heard Vaggie yelling at Husker for drinking again. You sighed while sitting up and stretching. You got dressed and ready before heading down to the lobby. You rubbed your eyes as you entered the lobby.

"Good morning (y/n)-oh." Angel spoke, "are you alright? You look like you were hit by a truck."

You yawned, "yeah, just didn't get that much sleep last night."

He glanced at your revealing sleeves, "(Y/n)-"

"Don't." You tugged your sleeves down.

"We've talked about this." He frowned.

"And you promised not to say a word." You spat.

"But it's not getting any better." He frowned once more, "I think we need to get Smiles involved-"

"No!" You whispered, "I'm fine. He doesn't wanna deal with me. He's the Radio Demon, he only cares about making others suffer."

"Come on, (n/n) you know he cares about ya."

"I said I'm fine and you said you'd keep your mouth shut." You walked away.

Charlie came out from around the corner, "Good morning (Y/n)!"

"Morning." You softly smiled.

"I have some fliers I'd like you to put up around the city." She handed you a stack of fliers.

"Okay, on it." You replied.

Angel watched as you left the hotel with a frown, knowing that you truly weren't fine.

You were putting up the fliers in the city minding your own business.

"Hey bitch!" A demon yelled.

You rolled your eyes, continuing to put up fliers.

"I'm talking to you, bitch!" The demon spun you around.

"And I ignored you for a reason." You replied.

"What you're doing is a fucking joke." He spoke.

"I'm just helping the princess." You answered, "if you don't have questions or aren't interested in being rehabilitated, then beat it."

"I got a better idea." He smirked as he grabbed you by your throat and held you up, "how about I beat you?"

"Or you could release her and not lose your head." Smirked the Radio Demon.

The demon turned towards Alastor and chuckled, "I doubt that, deer boy."

Oh shit.

Alastor's antlers grew large, his form grew taller, his eyes dialing red as symbols flashed around his head, and radio static filled the air.

"ᏢᎬᏒhᎪᏢs Ꭵ ᎠᎥᎠ ᏁᎾᏆ mᎪᏦᎬ mᎽsᎬᏞf ᏟᏞᎬᎪᏒ." He growled deeply, "ᏞᎬᏆ ᏆhᎬ ᎶᎥᏒᏞ ᎶᎾ ᎪᏁᎠ ᎽᎾu ᎳᎥᏞᏞ ᏞᎥᏉᎬ ᏆᎾ sᎬᎬ Ꭵf ᎽᎾu suᏒᏉᎥᏉᎬ ᏆhᎬ ᏁᎬxᏆ ᎬxᏆᎬᏒmᎥᏁᎪᏆᎥᎾᏁ ᎠᎪᎽ."

The demon dropped you as he shivered in fear, quickly running away. You coughed and gasped for air while Alastor returned to his pleasant form.

He smiled genuinely as he held out his hand, "are you alright, darling?"