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Alastor’s grip tightens, his nails digging into Vox’s skin and earning a wince. “What did you do?”
Vox’s nose scrunches up, and if he still had a flatscreen for a face he would no doubt have glitched. “What did I do?” he exclaims, his head lifting off the floor. “Why do you think I did anything?”
“Because there is no way in all of Hell that I would’ve…” he trails off, and he hopes that Vox can’t tell that his face is heating up. “No, this has something to do with you and you need to let us out. Now.”
“How would I even do this? I’m not the one with weird reality warping powers, you freak.”
Alastor stares, waiting.
Vox eventually speaks. “Look, can we just talk about this? I don’t know if we’ll regenerate if one of us kills the other and I really don’t want to test it out.”
And that… was an excellent point.
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Alastor and Vox have found both themselves and everyone around them stuck as humans in some sort of warped world. Now it's up to the two of them to break them all out of it.Sure hope they don't discover any repressed feelings along the way.
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Vox walks at his side, Alastor can hear his even footsteps against the carpets below, but he still can’t feel him. Can’t feel his frequencies.
And while he could see him, nobody else could. Not the cameras. Not the sinners he passes in the hotel’s halls. Not Husk. And certainly not Niffty.
“I’ve gone insane,” is all Alastor can say when he enters his radio tower. He didn’t know why he ended up here specifically. Maybe his room was too personal. Too vulnerable to let Vox back in.
“Oh, don’t be too hard on yourself, Al.” Vox steps into view, eyes squinting as he smiles. “We’re in Hell, it’s bound to happen to everyone eventually.”
Alastor snarls at that, but he doesn’t lash out this time. Doesn’t let his shadows shoot out and his nothing. Instead he walks deeper into his tower, Vox - or whatever he is - stepping out of his way.
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Or: After the Might of Lilith fiasco, Alastor is left haunted by a ghost of the past and a newfound need to keep Vox for himself.
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“Your haircut is shit.”
Alastor’s ears flick in Velvette’s direction but he doesn’t look to her, the swivel chair creaking as he instead adjusts his arms underneath Vox’s loose wiring.
This was one of the few moments Vox had graced Alastor with his absence - Valentino had practically begged Vox to give Alastor to Velvette while she had been taking a break so they could have some… ‘alone time’ - and Alastor had taken this as his chance to relax. To imagine he was in the hotel, his radio tower, a bayou… anywhere except Vee tower, and he refuses to let anything ruin his peace.
“Just wanted to remind you in case somebody hadn’t in the last five minutes.”
Velvette was making that incredibly hard though.
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Unstoppable force (Velvette, somebody who changes her hair multiple times a day) meets immoveable object (Alastor, somebody who hasn't changed his hair in a century).OR:
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He finds himself back at the beach as the sun is setting, muscles stiff as he stares into the ocean once more.
It calls to him, and he fears he may know why.
Kai steps into the water.
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Or: Kai becomes the new master of water following Nya's departure.
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5 Times Lance Adjusts To Piloting The Red Lion… by MikkMeek
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
29 Aug 2025
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...And The 1 Time Red Had To Adjust To Lance
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"While he wasn’t entirely accustomed to the swap just yet, Lance believed he was getting a good grasp on it. There were only a handful of times Lance lost control of Red’s speed and sent him nearly flying into one of the other lions, but he’d say he’s gotten rather used to it… for the most part.
Not really.
…He was working on it?"
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In which Gwen falls for a red headed Merman while the main trio wreck havoc on land and underwater.
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Ship week of 2019
Won't post everyday tho.
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Day 2-Lyrics (Done)
Day 3-Comfort (Drew something for it instead)
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The silence stretched between them then, thick and awkward. Not because they had nothing to say; because they had too much. Too many questions neither wanted to voice first. Too many unspoken rules from Hell suddenly meaningless here.
Vox finally stood, joints cracking in protest. Annoying. Stupid human body. “Look. All I know is we woke up like this. On Earth. Together. With all our memories and none of our powers. So, congratulations, deer boy, you’re stuck with me.”
Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, inhaling sharply through his teeth. “Let me get this straight. I have been forcibly deposited into a mortal vessel, next to you, with no warning, no explanation, and no immediate means of escape?”
“That’s the gist,” Vox said.
Alastor stared at him.
Then laughed.
Or Alastor and Vox find themselves trapped in Purgatory with human bodies.
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19 Sep 2026
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"For what is a man, what has he got? - If not himself, then he has naught - To say the things he truly feels - And not the words of one who kneels - The record shows I took the blows - And did it my way"
Following the finale, the hotel and the Vees decide to forbid the now-free Alastor and the now-subdued Vox from seeing each other after the stunt they’ve pulled, afraid they’d cause more trouble for hell.
But obsessive hatred runs quite deep, and if the two can’t find a way to ruin each other’s lives in hell, they’d risk everything to find another way in another place.
Somewhere out there exists a universe in which Alastor and Vox are as close in every sense as possible. Geographically, temporally, emotionally. An alternative version of Al and Vincent on Earth in the modern times. One day, they begin to get spontaneously possessed by their demon counterparts, whose plan consists of tormenting each other in their bodies.
Their possessions won’t always be timely consistent, leading to a few teeny-tiny... mishaps.
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24 Dec 2025
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After his big plan to rule the heavens goes down in flames, Vox finds himself powerless and out of luck. With no influence left and nowhere else to go, he somehow ends up at the Hazbin Hotel — and to his absolute horror, he’s stuck working there as the new receptionist.
He hates the job, he hates the guests, and he really hates that deer-looking sinner who won’t stop smirking at him. Most of the others have already lost their patience with him, but Charlie still insists on believing there’s some good left in him.
Of course, just when things couldn’t get worse, new problems start showing up at the hotel... and it doesn’t matter how much Vox complains, he’s getting dragged into it anyway.
New chapters every week-ends
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16 Dec 2025
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"It’s not like we’re asking you to stake out his house, we just want you to… you know, keep an eye out for anything…” Zeller waves his hands in the air, gesturing vaguely.
“For anything that implies that he’s sleeping with his therapist?” Beverly asks, disbelieving.
“Yeah,” he brightens. “Exactly.”
______Will Graham may or may not be sleeping with his psychiatrist. Katz, Zeller, and Price are on the case.
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09 Nov 2025
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The chest was a little smaller than Wyll remembered. Big enough to fit Astarions lithe form quite easily, just so long as he tucked his legs in a little. They had to knock his head again to daze him enough that he would stop fighting their grip.
“Oh Gods, sorry buddy.” Karlach sniffed, seeing the blood streaming down his nose and matting the back of his head. He looked like a wild thing lying there, drool dripping down his chin, eyes frenzied. He wasn’t blinking, and only seemed to breathe in order to snarl at them.
In which Astarion gets enthralled, then put in a box. yikes!
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21 Jun 2025