Alastor x Female Oneshots(REQUEST OPEN)

Beautiful (Alastor x Insecure! Reader)

Requested by: Oliva221895
WARNING: Mentions of Body Dysmorphia and Eating Disorder

You entered Hell almost a year ago. How? You put one of your bullies in the hospital one day at school. You died as a senior in high school. You ended up getting jumped by your bullies and killed. You were bullied for your appearance, which caused you to develop BDD; otherwise known as body dysmorphia. 

You were known as the chubby kid in school, so you lost the weight. But you still had some stretchmarks on your body. You were really insecure about it, still to this day in Hell. You were just absolutely disgusted by yourself. You didn't think you looked good in any outfit you wore.

You lived at the rehabilitation hotel with the Princess of Hell and her girlfriend. You helped them out every day. The rest of the crew was there too; Angel, Niffty, Husker, and Alastor. But every day when the day was done, you'd lock yourself in your room and cry about your insecurities. You couldn't even look at yourself in the mirror.

Nobody saw what you did. They'd see a pretty girl who always had a reason to smile. But all you saw was a disgusting being who couldn't make herself beautiful no matter how hard she tried. There would be days you wouldn't eat so you wouldn't gain more stretchmarks. But the days you did eat, was only in front of the others, you'd excuse yourself to the bathroom and make yourself throw it back up.

So you also developed an eating disorder. You'd lose weight, but those stretchmarks would stay no matter what. You just couldn't call yourself beautiful. Days went by and now you looked sickly from lack of food, and the others noticed. Everyone was eating dinner at the hotel, you had excused yourself to you room minutes ago.

"Has anybody noticed that (y/n) hasn't been looking good lately?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah." Niffty answered, "like sickly underweight and at loss of energy."

"I gotta give it to her though." Husker spoke, "she still keeps a smile on her face."

"Not the point, asshole." Vaggie glared.

"Maybe I should go check on her." Angel spoke as he stood up.

"Why doesn't Alastor do it?" Niffty asked, "he's always around her."

"He told me he's fond of the girl and doesn't know how to tell her." He shrugged, then immediately covered his mouth, "shit I really just said that out loud."

"Wait. . ." Vaggie spoke, "he likes (y/n)?"

Alastor face palmed himself, "that is the last time I tell you ANY secret of mine."

Angel uncovered his mouth, "well, cat's outta the bag now."

He earned a glare from Husker.

Alastor stood up, "I'll go check on her, Angel."

Alastor went up to you room and knocked, "Darling?"

You didn't answer. He opened the door himself with a key.

"(Y/n)?" He called.

He didn't see you in the room. He saw the bathroom door closed. He heard you crying and panicked. He kicked the door open and saw you forcing yourself to vomit.

"(Y/n) stop!" He pulled you into his embrace, holding you close.

You continued to cry, "I-I can't do it."

"Can't do what?!?" He panicked, "(y/n) you're scaring me!"

"I can't make myself beautiful." You cried, "I'll forever be a disgusting being. They were right. . ."

"Who, (y/n)?" He cupped your face and locked eyes with you.

You look down, "the girls that bullied me and killed me."

He hugged you tightly, "(y/n). . .you are beautiful-"

"NO I'M NOT!" You scream standing up, taking off your shirt to reveal your stretchmarks, "I can't get these to go away no matter what I do!"

"(Y/n), breathe. . ."

You collapsed to the ground, ". . .I'll never be beautiful."

"But darling you ARE beautiful." Alastor spoke, "look at me."

You looked up at him with tearful eyes.

"Believe me when I say you are beautiful." He said.

"B-but I look disgusting in every outfit I wear." You replied.

"Are you kidding?" He smiled, "you look beautiful in every single one of them to me."

You looked at the ground in silence. 

"I know body dysmorphia all too well." He said, "I want to show you something."

He exited the bathroom and shut the door. You cleaned up the bathroom and wiped your tears before walking out. You gasped as you saw Alastor shirtless with tons of scars on his skin.

"Wh-what happened?" You asked.

"All the scars I possessed in my human life as a serial killer." He softly smiled, "I was insecure about my body as well. That's why I always wear an overcoat. But overtime I learned to accept my body. It defines who I was,"

"I-I could never love my body." You admitted, "I'm disgusting."

Alastor held your hands in his, "well. . .in that case, I'm disgusting as well."

"No you're not!" You argued, "you're hot-!" You covered your mouth, "fuck."

Alastor laughed, "you make me laugh, darling."

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, but immediately looked away, "stretchmarks make me ugly."

He turned you towards the mirror, "darling, look in the mirror. What do you see?"

"A disgusting wrinkly raisin." You answered.

Alastor wrapped his arms around you from behind, "I see a strong, fearless, beautiful girl who's worked hard to be the way she is now. She just needs help discovering how beautiful she is the way I see her."

"But-"

He dipped you down and kissed you passionately, wrapping his arms around your body. He leaned back up and pulled away from the kiss.

"I love you. . . .I love you the way you are." He spoke, "you are beautiful to me."

"You love me?" You asked.

"Endlessly, my dear." He kissed your hand, "please don't damage your beautiful self. You were already beautiful from the very beginning. I promise to help you adore your body."

You smiled softly and kissed his lips.

"Now, how about I bring us some (favorite food) and watch your favorite show?" He asked.

You smiled, "that sounds perfect."