today i ran barefoot down the middle of the highway into oncoming traffic to scoop this thing
Unstoppable villain, meet immovable agent of friendship!
I was wondering in what circumstances Charlie would just OFFER her soul to Al.
And he would short circuit as all his manipulation plans become unnecessary.
Cause Charlie cares about her friends and if they need help she won’t hesitate.
—after that he chose Voodoo
I am grateful for your activity, thank you very much for the interaction!!!!❤️🩹 and here is a small comic with a headcanon on hostility at the first meeting of Alastor with Lucifer, ehhahaha
Favourite Behind the Scenes Moments: Pippin and Merry at Isengard
(That first gif in the second row is my absolute favourite. x3)
Reverse Curse Technique could heal many things if the recipient willed it. It could not heal a broken heart or the feeling of betrayal. Yuji Itadori's death had been one of the most traumatic things that ever happened to Megumi. If the boy really thought about it -- it was the most traumatic thing he had witnessed. Tragedy was in his name; he was not a blessing. The people around him died or fell to tragic circumstances. He wasn't one to think beyond the realm of possibility, but it really either the world hated him from the moment he was born or being born a sorcerer attracted doom.
Megumi put all his hopes on a boy that would die eventually and in a tragic way, and he had dulled himself into thinking he gave Yuji the best outcome that fateful night. The optimistic puppy of a boy had been given a fighting chance yet was driven into a world of death. Megumi didn't know what he regretted more -- persuading Satoru Gojo to let him live or letting Yuji enter his heart so easily. Like with the death of his mother, the abandonment by his father, his sister's comatose state, and now Yuji's death... he smothered the emotions and built another layer of walls around himself.
It hurt. It really fucking hurt. He should've been relieved and overjoyed seeing Yuji pop out of that box with the dumbest smile on his face; Megumi felt betrayed by two people. He couldn't reflect on it during the Goodwill event, but he reflects on it now. The last of Shoko Ieiri's bandages were peeled off even before he was fully healed, and he stared at his sorry appearance in the mirror. Tokyo had won, they had played their little baseball game, but Megumi's heart wasn't in it. It had been with Yuji, and it had died when Yuji died. It was hard picking up the pieces after that. He couldn't face their sensei and he couldn't face the boy of his affections.
He slapped cold water onto his face and discarded his bandages then exited the bathroom. He heard Yuji's voice before he saw the familiar head of pink, and quickly diverted his path. Worst case scenario he could use his shadows to sneak back inside his room. The two boys had not seen each other since the event ended, and Megumi was not ready to open up a heart he had damned. He stepped outside the dormitory hall where he summoned his black Divine Dog, and both of them moved to the treeline. His shikigami were his only REAL friends. They did not lie; they were a part of his soul. He kneeled down beside the trees, beneath their shadows, and rubbed his wolf-like shikigami. The Divine Dog knew how Megumi was feeling and nuzzled its face into the boy's nape for comfort.
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I created a pile of cats and then I colored the pride flags into it. Idk, enjoy. Don’t “steal” them ig, but like, you can share them, just don’t say you made ‘em. Whatever, my signature’s on it.
Yay pride month!
Update: there are more! I reblogged with the extras but I don’t think many people have seen, so here: https://www.tumblr.com/chanceofwhat/753498899252150272/dang-yall-love-this-thanks hope that link works lmao
Lord I got 🟢 and ➡️Prompt #2 on the wheel. Would love to see Alastor x reader do number 13 on that prompt list
prompt 2, #13 FLUFF! Cuddling for comfort (platonic!)
Alastor was not a people person.
He didn’t like people touching him, though he often invaded other’s space.
However, the terrifying Overlord didn’t mind when you invaded his space and touched him.
You were one of the few people who the red deer considered a friend.
Only you could get away with being so close to him.
The two of you were in the hotel lobby, enjoying the peace of the afternoon. You were leaning your head against his shoulder as you listened to music, slowly nodding off. Alastor continued to read his newspaper as he felt you shift and snuggle against him.
Looking at you from the corner of his eye, to find you had shuffled completely onto the couch and shifted your entire weight against him.
He smiled and adjusted himself so you wont hurt your neck and continued to read his paper.
You don’t know me
I may lose subscriber for saying this 😣 but the person reading this is beautiful
Alastor: Hello friends! The Hotel Residents: Alastor: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling
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