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Once Vox went by a different name. Not Vincent. A different name that brought him shame and tasted bitter on his tongue. Even then, some of his happiest memories are from when he bore that name. But now those memories are tainted by his current reality and rivalry with the Radio Demon.
Unbeknownst to everyone but himself, Vox and Alastor knew each other once while in life. It was a secret he had carried for decades but now as he lay broken in the wake of his defeat he couldn’t help himself to spit the truth back in Alastor’s face. The look of shock on the face of his once husband was the greatest present to Vox as he welcomed the promise of death with open arms.
His only regret? Not being able to see his daughter in Heaven one last time.
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Vox is defeated at the end of season 2. Before he passes out from fatigue and injury, he reveals his two greatest secrets. Is reconciliation possible? Redemption? A family reunion?
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Vox is a silent movie star struggling to transition into ‘talkies’ after the massive success of The Jazz Singer. To remedy this, his producer hires an aspiring radio singer, Mr. Alastor Hartfelt, as a vocal instructor. Immediately smitten by Mr. Hartfelt, but completely doomed, Vox tries a new nightclub where he meets a beautiful woman, Alice Starhart, known for her beautiful singing voice, red coat and tight buttons. By some cosmic joke, Alastor and Alice tell him they are brother and sister. Vox finds himself in a love triangle with the brother and sister pair, completely torn between his feelings for them.
Only to find out…they might be closer than brother and sister.
Aka 1920’s au with a genderfluid Alastor and Vox in love with both versions. Loosely inspired by Singin’ in the Rain.
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After a first run that ended with the protagonist being ripped apart by a visitor in his basement, he wakes up to find himself back on the 31st, the day before all of this shit started.
Great, just great.
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With a body desperately fighting against injuries so severe even a hospital would have had a hard time treating him, A lone firefighter stumbles away from the carnage to a pale house at the end of a path. We are all desperate for just a little more time. We are all desperate for just one more day. One more sensation. One more. One more. One more.
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- Part 1 of Jello's NINAH Fics