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Alastor lets curiosity win.
Vincent is already fading into the man he’ll become, but tonight Alastor is drunk enough to take the softness while it lasts.
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26 Nov 2025
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“Alright, you know what? Fuck it! Yeah! Fuck me if you’re wrong, asshole!”
Alastor’s laughter petered out as he wiped a tear away from his eye. “Pardon me. I didn’t quite catch that. What did you say, old chum?”
“I said,” Vox enunciated, “that if I win, you fuck me.”
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After the battle against Heaven, Vox follows Alastor into a bar. Conversation eventually turns to the Hell's Hottest Poll, and while Vox feels confident in his victory, Alastor isn't so sure.
And a bet is made.
(inspired by Mimi's artwork on Twitter)
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24 Nov 2025
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He thought he was doing the right thing, that detachment would spare them both and that denying Vox’s affection, therefore pushing him back into a safer distance, was mercy. He convinced himself it was. That Vox deserved someone who could hold those feelings without flinching, someone who wouldn’t look at love like it was a trap door ready to snap.
To him, love—or whatever this fragile, delicate thing sparking between them back then—had been nothing but a temporary endeavor, fragile and unpredictable, and Alastor didn’t like things he couldn’t control. Love was for the foolish. For the weak, not meant for creatures proud like him. He wasn’t going to let himself be seen weak in any way—not even by his cherished best friend.
So he let it die. He let them die before it could grow into something real.
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Or — a songfic about Alastor coming to the conclusion that even he wasn't above that infuriating little thing called 'love' when it was already too late.
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02 Oct 2025
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When Alastor's rut hits him a week early, he's stuck waiting out an Overlord meeting with Vox, who seems to have learned an interesting new ability.
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29 Sep 2025
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Something terrible happened to Alastor in his human life and when he wakes up in Hell, he finds himself as prey for the vicious sinners around him. Desperate, he makes a deal he comes to regret.
Vox is fascinated by the deadly, untouchable Radio Demon and somehow manages to charm the man who initially wanted his head. They strike up a friendship that leads to some fluttery feelings on both ends, but before anything can develop, Alastor's deal (and a certain moth-demon) cause complications.
Misunderstandings and broken hearts ensue, and a blossoming romance sours into something messy and hateful.
And then Alastor disappears for 7 years. When he returns, his fight with Adam leaves him wounded and vulnerable, and Vox decides that it's time to put an end to the man who destroyed both his heart and his afterlife.
But his complicated feelings for Alastor won't let him end his life and it turns out that they miss each other more than either of them realised. Can they salvage the ashes of their relationship, or will Valentino and questionable deals destroy them both?
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16 Jan 2025
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The beeping was high pitched, but after a moment it registered that it couldn’t have been an alarm - none of the systems were set to send out an actual SOS code. So where the hell …
Oh, oh, fuck.
It was the literal distress signal, and suddenly Vox was scrambling out of his office, pushing through the moderately-sized crowd around his office door, forcing them out of the goddamn way.
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- Part 10 of Hazbin Hotel
- Part 7 of RadioStatic
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06 Jan 2025
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The Radio Demon shook his head fitfully, trying to banish the darkness that enrobed his vision and letting out a throaty growl when it refused to budge. Of course, with the blindfold wrapped over his eyes and knotted neatly at the back of his head, he really shouldn’t have been surprised. He shouldn’t tolerate this robbery of his vision. He didn’t want to, but there was nothing he could do about it.
He rattled his wrists viciously to try and wrench them free, but they were still stretched above his head, spread and pinioned by manacles of angelic steel. He was suspended from what he could only assume was a ceiling or beam, but without sight there was no telling. He could have taken stock by calling out and seeing what his echoes fed him, but the bar gag in his mouth prevented even that. He clenched his razor sharp fangs around it and felt frustration in him rise when that bit of truculence yielded nothing.
The Radio Demon was trapped.
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- Part 1 of Modern Marvels
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05 Jan 2025
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Vox hates Christmas beyond its ability to feed his own capitalistic desires, but his business partners always end up dragging him kicking and screaming into the festivities anyway. What they don't know is that for a few odd years between 1957 and 1972, Vox found himself enjoying it. Of course, that's not the case anymore, and like most of the problems in his life, it's Alastor's fault.
THIS IS A SEQUEL TO MY OTHER FIC, FOR THE GOOD TIMES!!! If you want to know the context behind Vox and Alastor's bizarre one-sided dating situation then read that first!
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- Part 3 of For The Good Times
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30 Dec 2024
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“Those look rather more like medieval torture devices than instruments of sexual pleasure,” Alastor observed drily, looking over the array of items Vox had procured for his perusal.
Vox paused in the middle of untangling a length of silk rope.
“...Would that make you more or less into it?” Vox shot back, one eyebrow raised, his tone as wry as Alastor's had been. As though having the Radio Demon over at his tower, pawing through various straps, harnesses and machines Alastor couldn't begin to fathom the purpose of was just the sort of thing that happened for him, on a Friday.
As it turned out – it was.
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- Part 5 of RadioStatic One Shots
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24 Dec 2024
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Vox was sitting in the armchair in front of Alastor’s fireplace, tablet in hand and digital glasses perched on his digital nose.
Alastor materialized into existence next to the door, dripping water from his clothes, fur, and hair onto the runner just inside the door. “I detest rain.”
“Mm. It’s not so bad.” Vox sipped his coffee and nodded towards the window, where rain was pattering against the pane. “I think it’s kinda nice.”
“‘Nice’,” Alastor scoffed, flipping upside down to wring his hair out onto the rug. He muttered to himself as water ran into his ears, righting himself to shake off like a dog. “Yes, definitely. I love being soaked to the bone and shivering my tail off.”
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- Part 3 of Bea's RadioStatic Revelry
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18 Nov 2024
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Vox shields Alastor from Adam's attack.
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- Part 3 of Xaelei's RadioStatic One-shots
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10 Nov 2024
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The obligatory "Alastor in rut" fic. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
"The very essence of instinct is that it's followed independently of reason." -Charles Darwin
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- Part 1 of Animal Natures
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16 Sep 2024
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Once Alastor’s back made contact with the brick wall and he had nowhere else to go, his smile more of a gruesome snarl with the corners of his mouth still tipped up in a mock smile and eyes radio dials, Vox was able to get close enough to notice a slight shade difference in his red shirt, just below his shoulder. His lower lip looked more swollen than normal too- no, Vox would not be admitting to knowing what shape it usually was to anyone besides himself- causing him to frown.
"Who did this to you?"
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- Part 1 of Keeping You Safe
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Vox in Hazbin Hotel by Salemkitty, TheAdorableShipper for lucifersrubberduckies
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
30 Jun 2025
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Vox was frustrated. Extremely sexually frustrated.
Oh, who was he kidding. His feelings for Alastor ran much deeper than
simply having the hots for him. But after ignoring it for so long and losing
their friendship it had simply become too much.And what better idea to fix your fucked up rivalry than by joining the Hazbin Hotel!?
What could go wrong?
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But how am I supposed to love you? When I don't love who I am? by orphan_account
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
10 Sep 2024
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“Princess” Vox raised an eyebrow at the princess of Hel;.She was standing in a pink two piece pj set, her blonde hair was slightly messed up and she had a nervous smile on her face.
The princess made a small wave back to him “Hi Mr.Vox, how are you feeling?”
Vox put a tv show host smile on his face“Oh just great princess, just as well as anybody can be” Vox let the smile drop and shook his right hand loudly “WHEN THERE CHAINED TO A FUCKING BED!!”
The princess let out a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of her neck “Oh so you noticed?”
Vox shook his hand violently again “Just a little bit”
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After Vox gets pushed too far by Valentino Charlie brings him to the Hazbin Hotel so he can recover, while Vox is there him and Alastor strike a deal that could either bring them closer together or cause Vox to lose everything he has bleed to create.
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Charlie has the "great idea" to throw a Valentine's Ball as a grand reopening for the new Hazbin Hotel. And what better theme than a holiday dedicated to love itself? Only, none of the inhabitants of the hotel have ever had a real Valentine's Day. Which makes Charlie more determined than ever to give the people she loves a night to never forget.
And while the other residents of the hotel are trying to get their dates/make the most of the evening, the Vees are poised and ready to make their entrances as the new top dogs in town.
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Bookmarked by Scourge33
02 Sep 2024
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"Pathetic," Alastor says, but it is light, teasing — he hovers at Vox's shoulder as Vox rolls a joint, his hands uncharacteristically shaky with Alastor watching him. "It's like this is your first marijuana cigarette."
Vox barks with laughter. "Don't fucking call it that, oh my God."
The joint does, admittedly, look like shit. "Also, shut up," he adds, a perfunctory but ultimately toothless defense of his pride.
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Alastor and Vox enjoy a pleasant evening together.
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19 Aug 2024
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666: Live On Air! by AislinArts (AislinCeivun), Princeliest
Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
04 Feb 2025
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Alastor decides to indulge Vox's obvious psychosexual obsession with him—for the sake of curiosity and entertainment, of course! As these things go, it is not very long at all before everything...escalates.
Or: Kink, self-discovery, and Alastor accidentally digging himself into a hole labeled "Oh, fuck, when did I start caring?"
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16 Aug 2024
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“I want to wear your skin like it’s my own.” Alastor’s fingers were unbuttoning his shirt. His lips found Vox’s collarbones. “I want to blend every piece of you together and consume you.”
Or: an au in which Vox and Alastor met when they were alive
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19 Jul 2024
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In Your Dreams, Old Pal by impale-me-radio-daddy (Teshub)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
16 Jul 2024
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Alastor had never wanted to murder anyone as badly as he wanted to murder the version of Alastor that Vox dreamed of. The creature was, put simply, a simpering, effete idiot.
They were in a high class restaurant in some part of the states Alastor didn’t recognize, all art deco paneling and chandeliers that glowed a soft gold, the kind of lighting that made every patron look like they were being filmed through a Vaseline smeared lens; good skin, bright eyes. Even Alastor was pressed to admit it was a classy joint. Why Vox was dreaming of taking Alastor here was anyone's guess.
“Of course, darling, whatever you want!” The version of Alastor at the dinner table made a tittering little laugh, fingers to its chest where the top three buttons of its shirt were undone, and Alastor's claws itched as he watched from behind his menu at the next table. He didn't laugh like that. Well, perhaps he did, sometimes, but always for terrifying effect.
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Alastor finds himself intruding in the dreams of his friend and assistant, Vox.
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10 Jul 2024