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'update regularly'

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'update regularly'

TW:

- SH?
- Dysphoria
- AU/HC
- OOC characters
- Genderbent characters!!1!!!!1!!1!

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Nobody's POV

Alastor winced, sewing the large gash in her chest with glowing green thread, her smile turning into one of pain and frustration. She finished, sighing and bandaging it thickly. Struggling into a binder and her usual suit, she winced, the tightness in her chest making her breath shallow.

She looked in the mirror on the wall, examining herself. She smoothed down her chest, flinching at her now masculine appearance. She dug her claws into her palm, barely recognising the person staring back. Taking as deep a breath as her smooshed chest allowed, she walked out calmly, padding out into the hallway. Trailing a hand down the wall, the wallpaper providing a sense of stability. She was here, in this space in this time.

She walked down the stairs, stepping into the lobby, a faint cloud of radio static looming around her. Niffty ran to her feet, scrambling up her slim body and sitting triumphantly on her head. She cracked a smile and walked toward the door.

'Where are you going Alastor?' Niffty said from her head.

'Just Rosie's.'

'I'm coming.' Niffty said firmly.

'I figured.'

'Who's Rosie?'

'Oh! She's the leader of the cannibals, you know, the ones that helped us?' Charlie chimed in excitedly, 'Actually, do you think I can come?'

Alastor shifted a little, then calmed. Three, two, one. 'Probably. Sure.'

'Hey hey hey, If my daughter's going, I want to come too.' Lucifer said.

'But I wouldn't want you to get squished Sir.' Alastor replied slyly.

'Oh you little bitch-' He was cut off as Charlie put a hand on his shoulder.

'Dad, just calm down. Of course you can come.'

Lucifer nodded gratefully.

'Well, might as well bring the rest of us am I right.' Angel said drily.

Alastor groaned. 'Really?'

They nodded.

Alastor sighed, the sound coming out more feminine than he thought. She froze momentarily, before continuing.

'Well, let's go then.'


They walked out, casually strolling through the streets of hell as sinners ran out of their path. Alastor looked at them with a bemused expression, only half paying attention. The most random impulsive thoughts were flitting around in her head. What if I jumped of that building and landed on Lucifer? Would he get squished??

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