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The Might of Lilith explodes and Vox has a front row seat to the destruction he has wrought.
Except he's not dead. He's alive in his office and watching Charlie Morningstar's disastrous interview live on screen, exactly one year before Pentagram City is reduced to ash.
He can work with this. All he has to do is stay away from that stupid hotel for a year and everything will be fine.
Unfortunately, a certain Radio demon has opinions about his old pal ignoring his return.
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Bookmarked by IcyStanFan
12 May 2026
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Vincent had one job, travel with his stupidly in love co-worker, be nice and get some producers to invest time exhibiting shows from his company in New Orleans, relax at night with some girls and go back to his new small fortune he unapologetically inherited after his father's strangely violent passing.
Nothing could go wrong. Except everything did, and now he was alone in the swamp with this pretty psychopath and he was licking his lips like Vincent was about to become his new supper.
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11 May 2026
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Alastor has been held captive in the Vees tower for weeks. As the days drag on, he finds himself struggling with a problem far more humiliating than imprisonment.
Also known as Alastor tries to jerk off in peace after thirty days of being completely unable to.
Bookmarked by IcyStanFan
06 May 2026
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“Maybe you should be having this conversation with your boyfriend,” Chat says carefully. But he’s a good listener, and everything with Adrien is still so fragile, and this feels so much easier.
(Marinette and Adrien fall apart. Ladybug and Chat Noir fall together.)
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01 May 2026
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“Will you remember this when we stop?” Vox asks frantically.
Alastor’s eyebrows furrow, just for a second. “Do you want me to?”
“No!” Vox practically shouts, flailing his hands in front of himself, “Fuck, no, forget this. Don’t remember anything.”
“Okay,” Alastor says simply.
Vox blinks at him. He could… There are things he knows he’ll never hear out of Alastor’s mouth. Simple endearments, reassurances… Things no one has ever said to him.
Things Alastor would never say to him. Not of his own free will. It scares him to recognize what he’d give to hear them.
It’s pathetic, he knows, to use hypnosis to be told that he’s something worth cherishing. To have to use it, because he knows he’ll never hear it otherwise, and he can’t fucking stand it.
To want it all bad enough to do it anyway.
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In which Vox uses his newfound hypnosis ability to make a fucking mess.
Bookmarked by IcyStanFan
26 Apr 2026

