Alastor x Female Oneshots(REQUEST OPEN)

Unleashed (Human! Alastor x Werewolf! Reader)

Requested by: AliceWolf69

Alastor was finishing up locking his radio studio at the end of the day. He was ready to sit in front of his fireplace to enjoy some nice venison. He walked the streets of his hometown humming a tune until he heard a scream.

"Let me go!" You screamed as a man was pinning you against a building by your throat.

"Not until you give me what I want!"

Your eyes glowed (f/c) until Alastor stepped in.

"Now that's no way to treat a lady." He smiled, "release her and you may walk away alive."

Alastor pulled a knife out from his coat. The man glared at him before releasing you. He walked away while you were panting for air.

Alastor reached his hand out to you, "are you alright, my dear?"

You softly took his hand and he helped you on your feet, "yes, thank you-"

"Alastor, darling."

"Thank you, Alastor." You smiled.

"I must say, I have never seen you around here before." He smiled, "where are you from?"

"Oh." You laughed, "I don't come to this side of the town that often. Only when I need a few things."

"What's your name, my dear?" He asked.

"(Y/n)." You answered.

"What a beautiful name for a beautiful lady." He placed a kiss on your hand, "why don't you come with me to my home? It is late and I would never let a precious lady like you walk alone at night."

"Oh, sure." You replied.

"Lovely!" He smiled.

He walked you to his home and inside. 

You looked around, "I love your home. It's so content."

"Why thank you, darling." He smiled as he pulled out the raw venison from the fridge, "I am simple man after all! I was going to fix myself some venison. Would you care for some, my dear?"

"Sure." You answered, "venison is my favorite."

"Wonderful!" He smiled, "I prefer mine to be raw but I could cook yours if you want."

You softly chuckled, "surprisingly, I like mine the same way."

"Really?" He asked bringing the 2 plates of venison to the table, "I've never met someone who also enjoys raw meat."

"Like I said." You spoke as you cut a slice with your utensils, "I don't come from this side of town. So, you're the famous radio host here? I've heard of you a few times."

"Indeed I am!" He smiled, "all day, every work day. I do quite enjoy it. It is proper entertainment after all. What do you do, darling?"

"I help my mother at home, mostly." You answered, "learning house duties and all that for my future of having a family some day."

"How lovely." He replied, "I remember helping my mother a few things when I was younger. Mostly taste testing the jambalaya ha, ha, ha."

You laughed, "that's sweet."

The 2 of you finished your meal while you talked some more. You were going to wash the dishes until Alastor stopped you.

"I'll wash the dishes, my dear." He brought them to the sink, "you are my guest after all."

"Sorry." You looked down, "outta habit."

"There's no need to apologize, darling." He smiled while he cleaned the dishes, "my mother taught me to be a gentleman."

You smiled at him. He was truly a gentleman. Once he finished the dishes, he brought you to the guest bedroom.

"You'll sleep in the guest bedroom, my dear." He said, "if you need me, I'll be in the bedroom down the hall."

"Thank you, Alastor." You replied.

With that said, you shut the door as he walked to his room. The moonlight touched your skin and you felt your curse emerging from your skin.

". . .No." You whispered.

Alastor was taking off his coat until he heard a breaking sound from the guest bedroom. He put his coat back on and rushed to your room.

"(Y/n), are you. . ." You were nowhere to be found, but the window was open, "alright?"

You ran through the town to the woods before you fully transformed. You howled at the moon, fully transformed into the werewolf you were cursed to be. You craved meat while in this transformation, so this time of night was your time to hunt. You heard a twig snap not far from you. You ran towards the sound, thirsty for a kill.

The scent was getting stronger, which meant you were getting closer to your prey. You heard your prey scream in fear as you approached them. You howled as you stood up to devour your meal. But you stopped once your eyes saw who your prey was. . .

. . .Alastor.

He was quivering in fear, shielding his face from what he thought was going to maul him. You transformed back to your normal self, your clothes torn in various places. 

Alastor looked up, still shaking, "(y/n)?"

Tears burned your eyes, your heart shattered as you saw how Alastor looked at you with such fear.

"I-I'm sorry." You were going to run away, but he grabbed your hand.

He caressed your cheek with his hand, "you're a-"

"A monster." You cried, "I can't help it. . .I-I scare everyone-"

Alastor pulled you into his embrace, holding you tightly. You were confused; you thought he was afraid of you.

"I'm just glad you're safe." He spoke.

You pulled away from him, "but look at me. How could you not be scared of a monster like me? I crave raw meat and I'm cursed to become a beast in the night."

"Because, darling." He placed his hand on your shoulder, his eyes glowing bright red and a wicked smirk on his face, "I become a monster in the night as well."