He got a little messy.

Look don't touch

I think this image reminded Al of someone...

He's so handsome

I doodle

enjoy

Who's been faithful as a nun~

Just Alastor Shinanigans

Ty @nyx-umbrakinesis for the idea haha <3

You: So uhm, I've seen many deer, but none with little horns like those, why is that?

Alastor: Horns?

You: Yeah, your horns.

Alastor: Oh! They aren't horns my Dear

You: ...????

His "horns" snap inwards and back outwards and stand up straight, revealing a black crab walking off down Alastor

You: What the-aaaAAAA WHATDAFUCQ

Oh deer, seems my obsession is getting out of hand

Just drunk Al moments with you:

(NSFW under the cut)

You: You have a tail right?

Alastor lifts the back of his coat and looks at his tail

Alastor: Yes Dear what about it?

You: Is it like… sensitive? What's it like having a tail?

Alastor leans in close and whispers into your ear

He's talking about his radio show

He's so adorable

Flickering Lights

Chapter Two is here and in Al's POV!! Though it is a tad shorter I'm quite proud of it! I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

TW: None, just Alastor being a pissy, whiny baby.

Chapter Two: Alastor the Radio Demon

Alastor's a little unsure of this grinning freak, but he reminds him of a certain other flying cat in its prime.

He's mad that he's one of the breeds that goes through ruts.

I don't draw animals.

This was gonna be scrapped lol

The height difference...

(I'm 5'4 for reference)

This would not stop me. They're both so hot fucking hell.

Flickering Lights

Demon Alastor x Human reader fic? ON IT. I'm so siked to make this a series and I hope who reads this enjoys this as much as I do. I wanna get into writing. (I don't write, I draw) and I was thinking of making a longer fic, the details were so hard to piece together. I really enjoy the concept of demon Al with human reader. So here we go!

Word Count: 2k

TW: None for now? Pretty mild stuff haha.

Chapter One: Moving in

New Orleans, Louisiana

1946

Where wandering spirits were said to roam, walk and explore more frequently, being an area where people would find it easier to communicate with them, or so you were told. You were convinced it's utter nonsense to be completely honest. The whole notion of spirits was so far fetched you just couldn't bring yourself to even fathom them. Though not opposed to being proved wrong.

It's been years, saving for a house. Your apartment was small, cheap and far too crowded with furniture and items you just can't let go of. From a suffocating apartment to a house. You were practically buzzing from excitement. Like, literally almost shaking.

A new chapter in your life.