ThatHashtagBitch
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Alastor and Lucifer cuddle.
That’s it.
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Alastor was fine.
Then he was not.
He has a sickness called labyrinthitis.
Labyrinthitis is an inflammation of the inner ear's labyrinth—the delicate, fluid-filled network responsible for balance and spatial awareness.
His head aches and the room spins no matter what he does.
So he ignores it. Hides it. Continues his duties like nothing is wrong.
(Alastor gets sick. Lucifer helps. They’re definitely in love.)
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He awoke to blood. It was everywhere. His hair. His clothes. His mouth.
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Vegeta has fallen seriously ill, and on a return trip through space, Goku keeps a worried watch and does his best to take care of him as they make their way home.
Bookmarked by ThatHashtagBitch
10 May 2026
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I’m so in love with this it’s not even funny 😭
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Vegeta can feel how his limbs grow heavier. He clutches at his side, sweat dripping down his face. This can’t be good. He’s losing blood fast, his hands slippery when he tries to pull his uniform over the wound. He breathes through his nose slowly, letting ki gather around his hands. He has to stop the bleeding and keep fighting. Kakarot isn’t here yet.
Late. He’s always late.
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Alastor is AroAce.
His shadow isn't.
And Alastor can feel everything his shadow does.
Series
- Part 1 of Sexy folies
- Part 2 of My Hazbin fanfics
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15 Apr 2026
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BAAHAHAHA
Lowkey funny and hot at the same time lol
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The deerdemon gets assistance to release some ... pressure.
‼️WARNING for some involuntary loss of certain bodyfluids at the end ‼️
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"Now what?"
Lucifer's response was dry and condescending.
"Are you unfamiliar with the concept of undressing?"
Alastor let out a derisive snort.
"Have you lost your wits, your majesty? Did you indulge in excessive drinking or perhaps suffer a head injury? Why should I fulfill such a ridiculous request?"
"Cease your words," snapped Lucifer, his tone unyielding. "Undress."
Alastor threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh.
"And why should I oblige?" he retorted with a hint of mockery.
"I'll assist you in relieving whatever strain you're feeling. Consider it a humanitarian gesture on my part."
A sly grin graced Lucifer's face.
"Of course. No ulterior motives involved" Alastor murmured sarcastically. "I don't know what you're envisioning, Your Highness, but I will no longer allow myself to be a part of it."
The deerdemon attempted to leave the room. However, he found himself rooted to the spot, held in place by an unseen force, as if his feet were glued to the ground. **
Series
- Part 1 of Ruined