[CLOSED] Learning to Live Together is Fun!

[lonelysmiles]

Who: Alastor and Angel Dust
Which: Log, CLOSED
Where: Alastor and Angel's treehouse (the knock-off Hazbin Hotel)
What: Catch-all log for August roommate shenanigans
Warnings: It's Alastor and Angel Dust. They are two demons from literal Hell. They have done terrible things and are likely to discuss terrible things.


I told you it was pretty much useless.

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Getting a lot of use out of this icon today.

[lonelysmiles]

Alastor froze, eyes wide in realization.

"...I'll just see myself out then!"

The little shadows mutely cackled as Alastor sped out of the door, slamming it closed behind himself. Even his own personal shadow was joining in on the fun.

At least until all of them gained faint red auras and were forcefully yanked out of the room via the cracks around the door.

[itsytitsyspider]

Again the spider found himself alone in his room just.... blinking. What the fuck was Al's problem? He was one of the most feared demons in Hell but at the slightest implication of something sexual, he turns into a frightened deer. Angel felt like he had stumbled on to some dangerous information. Dangerous for Alastor that is. Angel wasn't going to go around snitching on something this priceless. This was going to be fun.

With his bedroom intruder gone, he glanced back to Magnus debating with himself. What's done was done after all and Al didn't want it back so.... one more time? A wicked idea crossed his mind. If Alastor was going to be weird about a little self-care, he was going to give him a reason to be. He wasn't actually do anything but... dick with the prudish deer a bit. Cupping a hand around his mouth to amplify his own voice, the porn star started out slow, letting out a soft moan. Little by little his pleasured sounds grew louder and there was no doubt that he could be heard from beyond the door.

"Hmm.... yes... right there~ AH! Oh Al~"

'Little Al' was born.

[lonelysmiles]

It wouldn't take long until Angel heard the front door hastily shut, Alastor having clapped his hands over his sensitive ears. It didn't help that his shadow friends were all laughing hysterically in his head.

"All of you can shut up!" he snarled as he made his way away from the treehouse.

Surely, surely Angel would be done in an hour? He could stop by Dreambucks for a light lunch.

...Better make it two.

End of the Great Cucumber Debacle Angel: 1 - Alastor: 0

[itsytitsyspider]

Hearing the front door slam shut, Angel stopped his little performance. That was too easy. Man, he could write a book on how to chase off a murder deer for dummies. Does this mean he's won? Welp... Since he was alone....

His eyes traveled back to the cucumber. One more time for real wouldn't hurt~