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For all who have seen my last post about Niffty and Alastor! You may like this fic.

Some time ago I started writing fics on AO3 and all of my Alastor fics are platonic. If you are interested, please check them out!

I just started posting and am open to all criticism ☺

Feel free to set me on fire!🔥

(Yes I did accidentally delete the original post and now can't link it properly)

I'm writing a series of one-shots about our short queen!

This is part 2 of "Niffty Distribution System"

This is inspired by a TikTok I saw! Niffty: "Do you or do you not feel Bonita?" Alastor: "I feel Bonita. Niffty: "Wonderful! Because you look, Bonita!"

Basically, Niffty and Alastor have a tea party

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I'm taking suggestions for future one-shots! If you have an idea please message me!

My fanfic which focuses on Rosie giving love advice to Alastor! 🌹☕📻

This was a fun little fic I wanted to write about Al being AroAce and not realizing it. After Rosie's comment in ep 7, I had to write it.

Summary :

Rosie, the love expert, observes her enigmatic friend Alastor’s reluctance to embrace romantic connections. She "subtly" hints that love comes in many forms.

This is a short fic, about 800 words.

Spoiler ahead >>>>

Here are a few lines <3

The Café is quiet only the clatter of cups, the soft murmur of conversations. The tables are far enough for everyone to feel alone. Couples sat at those tables, lost in their worlds. Rosie’s gaze wandered to a pair by the window—a young demon with lilac hair and her partner, their fingers entwined. They laughed, their love palpable It was beautiful to love a person and want to spend eternity with them. She always wished to find that herself.

“Rosie,” Alastor said, breaking her reverie. “What intrigues you about them dear?”

She glanced back at him, studying his eyes. “Their connection,” she replied. “It’s more than physical attraction. It’s… companionship. A shared history. Love, perhaps.”

“Love.” Alastor’s voice held a hint of wistfulness. “I never understood the desire for it.” He paused to take a sip of his coffee. “A curious concept. Humans and demons alike chase after it.”

“And yet,” Rosie said, her gaze drifting to the other tables. “It’s everywhere. In the simplest gestures—a touch, a smile. Even in this café, love dances between tables. Maybe you'll have it someday.”

He leaned back in his chair, his crimson eyes flickering. “What if I don’t want a partner?”

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All of my fics are here and I can't let this one feel left out!

Rosie is lovely and I hope we see more of her next season! ♥

The second chapter of "Denial of Closeness"

(3rd is already up!)

Niffty doesn't want to sleep (nightmares) She goes to Alastor for company.

The 2 of them cook and have an unwanted guest on Alastor's part.

Includes a radio drama! She basically gets a bedtime story and a snack!

Here is a snippet>>>

Who would come knocking at his door at this hour? He wondered. He wasn't expecting any visitors, and most of the hotel staff and guests were asleep by now. "Come in!" He said, in his cheerful voice that masked his annoyance.

Niffty stepped into the room in her night dress, and a sleep mask on her head. She saw him sitting in his chair, holding a book in his hands. She took note of the chair opposite him.

"Niffty darling, what do you need?" He asked, putting his book aside and concentrating on Niffty.

"I can't sleep and I know you are awake... As always." She said, in a timid voice. She walked towards him and climbed on his lap, cuddling with him. "So what are you reading about?"

"I'm reading a book of old radio dramas, my dear. They are very amusing and thrilling, and they remind me of the good old days." He said, showing her the cover of the book. It had a picture of a microphone and a title that read "The Golden Age of Radio". He opened the book and pointed to a page. "This one is my favorite. It's called 'The Shadow', and it's about a mysterious vigilante who can cloud men's minds and fight crime. He has a catchphrase that goes like this: 'Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The Shadow knows!' Isn't that marvelous?" He said, imitating the voice of the narrator. He chuckled, and looked at her. "Do you like it?" He asked, hoping to interest her.

"I do! I do! It sounds very exciting. Can you read it to me?" She asked, eagerly.

"Of course, I can." He said, smiling at her.