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In the 1950s, you’re just a studio secretary with big ambitions and a front-row seat to the rise of Vincent Whittman—the charming weatherman who murders his way into becoming TV’s new golden boy. As bodies pile up and ratings soar, you trade your conscience for a promotion and fall hopelessly in love with this ego-maniac serial killer-- while juggling circling police, a sinister “curse” on the network, a smug voice on the radio that seems to know too much, and an entertainment industry that’s evolving faster (and bloodier) than anyone can control.
Hazbin Hotel S1 + S2 AU // Human! Vox x Reader // Based on "BRIGHTER"
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21 Dec 2025
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If you can't beat em', make em' bleed like pigs! by Cynical_Bunny
Fandoms: Creepypasta - Fandom, Marble Hornets
07 Jan 2026
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You’ve seen a lot of broken people. But this one’s different. She tells you five killers are hunting her. You log it all down, play the calm agent, and promise her she’s safe. It’s what you’re paid to do.
But the files don’t add up, the timelines don’t match, and now you’re dreaming about the people your witness swore were after her. You start seeing them too, in reflections, in crowds, in the corner of your damn eye, and you tell yourself it’s stress. You’re not crazy. You’re just… dedicated. Right?
Except you’re slipping. You’re frustrated, and you hate yourself for caring this much. You start digging outside of work, like a total hypocrite, because you know you’re not supposed to. And somehow you end up surrounded by four strangers on “vacation,” all smiles and weirdly familiar faces, calling themselves her old school buddies.
You should really be better at connecting dots.
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21 Dec 2025
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► Vox never imagined the night would end like this: with Alastor tied to his bed, shirt torn open, breathing unevenly, ears pinned back against his hair, looking at him with a kind of intimate hatred that burned.
“You two should just fuck already!” Valentino taunted, savouring the spectacle.
And Vox could do it. He had the Radio Demon right there, bound and defiant, trembling with fury under his hands. Exactly where he had wanted him so many times. Exactly how he had fantasised about him, night after night. Wanting him, hating him, craving him.
But not like this. Never like this.
Because for the first time, Vox realised that what he’d imagined for years wasn’t dominating him… it was touching him without destroying him.
And that terrified him more than any demon in Hell.
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07 Dec 2025