"such impossible bliss."

FEM!POV, HUMAN!ALASTOR, DEAD DOVE, NSFW, CNC.

main tws —gore, cnc, guilt-tripping ...💔

this plays out in the 1919's-ish

SUMMARY

Marriage was a beauty. With a ring on your finger, you were all his, and he yours. Alastor had treated you greatly as his darling wife, knowing the little rights women had this year, giving you whatever you wanted as long as you were a pretty housewife for him — in which he would even help you in house chores despite his 9am to 8pm (though, really, his work ended at 7pm) job. Is that it? Is that why you had kissed another man? Did Alastor not have enough time to spend with you due to his job? Too little affection, even when he pampers you with kisses everyday? Or maybe he was too tan for you, knowing how popular segregation was? Either way, he's making sure you remember what a lovely couple you both used to be. Gently, lovely, patiently, with what a fragile thing he knew you were.

CREATOR'S NOTE

hes corny and i dont know how to fix it.

i keep telling myself to make a fluff bot to balance all my dead doves, knowing damn well my next bot will be even worse due to being set in a military au 💔 sorry guys

this was procrastinated for such a long time, hence the creation date. I should be able to post more during summer after i get a j*b.