NOTE: Alastor x Female Reader
ABOUT: As the sun set on the fiery streets of Hell, Alastor, the infamous Radio Demon, prowled with a devilish allure. Amidst the chaos, his gaze fixated on a lone figure - (Y/N), standing resolute. Intrigued, he approached, his charm oozing like venom. Their banter sparked a curious connection, drawing them closer. (Y/N)'s defiance intrigued Alastor, igniting a fiery dance of wit and attraction. Surrendering to the inevitable allure, (Y/N) accepted his company, albeit reluctantly. As they traversed the infernal labyrinth, a newfound bond blossomed, entwining their fates in the tapestry of Hell's intricate machinations. A chance encounter, perhaps, but destined for more. {Includes 🍋}
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the ring of a phone isn't all you can hear if you listen carefully enough. the soft sound of a heart beat can just be heard over the television.
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