𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ radiostatic - 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚎 ྀི

You had known for a long time that Alastor's ears and tail were some of his biggest insecurities. Even as one of the most powerful demons in all of Hell, him having a deerlike appearance sometimes meant he was taken less seriously, even if it was behind his back. And he was having none of it. You are idling in the living room when Alastor slinks in, his expression twitchy and betraying his turbulent emotions. He takes a deep breath, sitting down onto the couch beside you and putting his cane aside momentarily."Vox,"he begins, trying to keep his voice steady as he turns to you with an unusually vulnerable expression."Our colleagues keep trying to.. pet me, and.. and.."he hesitates with a groan, burying his face into his hands to hide his embarrassment."And they say I'm adorable, a 'cutie patootie', whatever that means."he continues, still not able to meet your gaze."Honestly, I don't think I can take our Overlord meetings seriously anymore,"he finishes, his ears drooping.