12 Bookmarked Items in murdermedia
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“Would it upset you?” Alastor asks.
There’s a telling silence on the phone.
Alastor laughs. “Of course it wouldn’t. Any attention is good attention, hm, Vincent? Wouldn’t it be so embarrassing to read what people said online? I’m sure no one could take you seriously after that. If they knew you like to be fucked ‘til you cry. If they knew that you may swan around the network acting like God’s gift to the world, but in bed you’re just a pathetic, needy whore.”
Vincent lets out a long whine. “Al,” he mumbles. “Ah, fuck.”
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Alone on a work trip, Vincent calls Alastor for some phone sex.
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- Part 1 of modern murdermedia
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“Tell me I’m yours,” Vincent whispered, breath ragged, betraying his self-control as he thrusted into Al to meet him halfway.
Alastor brought his hand up to his neck, fingers curling around his throat, tightening just enough to choke.
“You’re mine.”
“Again.”
“You’re mine, Vincent.”
“Yes,” he choked, “I’m yours.”
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You Have No Idea What I Like, Kinktober Day 2 Kidnapping by PersephoneBlck
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
08 Oct 2025
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Day 2 Kinktober Kidnapping
Vox knows better than to let his guard down with Alastor back in town, but there are some mistakes that can lead you to where you have always wanted to be
the non con is more out of an abundance of caution at the most it starts out dub con but ends consensual
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These are just short snippets of NSFW prompts of Vox that I wrote for fun, but aren't long enough to post as full fics.
Ch.1 Masturbation, one-sided Radiostatic.
Ch.2 Tongue fucking and eating out, Staticmoth.
Ch.3 Getting fucked while imagining someone else, Staticmoth and one-sided Radiostatic.-
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The Supper of the Condemned | RadioStatic by erymiwa (hanneballs)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
26 Dec 2025
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"Oh, Mr. Whittman... If you only knew the sound your son makes when I strip him of all that 'decency' you prize so much... If you could feel the heat of his blood racing while he begs me not to stop..."
New Orleans, 1920s. Amidst a historic blizzard, Vincent Whittman and Alastor attempt the impossible: a conventional Christmas Eve. But how do you maintain the facade of a "perfect family" when you are a pair of killers and Alastor is a complete disaster at feigning humanity?
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Al brought the phone to his ear, “Listen, my good man—Ethan, was it?”
With his free hand, he gripped Vincent by the waist and maneuvered him to recline back in his office chair, and his husband responded with compliance in kind, letting himself be pushed into arrangement.
“I’m afraid the big boss man won’t be available for some time,” Alastor settled between Vincent’s legs before situating a knee on the chair, grounding the area near his core, “As you know, his husband is here and will be rather occupied. I trust that you u can make sense of the implications?”
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“T-tell me what you feel, Al,” Vincent murmured, unwavering in his pace, “I want to know what this does to you.”
“I feel like I’m fucking a God.”
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After the crushing blow of Alastor's rejection, Vox should have known better than to assume he was the one with the power to end their conversation.
Alastor does not often let things rest without proving his points in full.Series
- Part 1 of Room Service
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“I can’t sleep.”
Alastor’s eyes stayed at the book he was reading, when he asked, “Do you want me to fuck you?”
Vincent blinked slowly, thinking he had misheard, “What?”
Alastor shrugged, “I heard that orgasm is the best way to cure insomnia.”
He turned to Vincent, one of his eyebrows up, his voice bored, “So, you want me to fuck you or not?”
And there was no way Vincent could say anything else than yes.
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What if Vox and Alastor actually tried to be healthy? In other news the sky is red.
Oh wait. It is red in Hell probably.
Radiostatic Whoring Out FR (NOT CLICKBAIT)
"Alastor raked his sharp claws down Vox’s chest, no doubt leaving marks. But Vox didn’t notice, or even care. He was too busy feeling Alastor’s tongue down his throat. Alastor had always had a strange fascination with Vox’s screen, and the feeling that surrounded him when he submerged part of himself in the staticky void of Vox’s mouth was unlike any other."
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Vincent invites Alastor out to dinner, where they assume no funny business will take place. But clearly, they’re both lying, since there are no plans on returning to their illegal activities in the near future, meaning it’s just an excuse to satisfy their badly hidden sexual desires.
In other words, Alastor watches Vincent eat oysters and gets turned on, and lets Vincent eat him out.
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“I’ll let you pick one of your sexual fantasies, any you have in mind, and I’ll fulfil it.”
“Only one?” Vincent wanted to make sure.
“Yes, only one,” Alastor pinched Vincent's cheek, “Don’t get greedy now, dear.”
“And… any fantasy?”
“Yes, Vincent,” Alastor showed all of his sharp teeth when he grinned in response;
“Any.”
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Or: Alastor hates dogs. Well, maybe except one.-
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