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Alastor had the voice of an angel. That's what everyone said before they saw him. It was easy, on the radio, to sing and talk his heart out without the look. The look that people gave him. Usually, it was the white folk. In the booth, they'd look at him with disdain and resentment. How tormenting it must be, to their feeble minds, to be doing work to support a mixed-Creole man with brown skin. Other times, it was other black folk. His skin was too dark to be welcomed by the white man, and too light to be accepted by his own community.
So he found his comfort behind a microphone. Where no one could see him, and everyone would listen.
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Or: An AU where the characters of Hazbin Hotel lived in 1930s New Orleans. Alastor is a singer/entertainer busting his ass off to make himself known. He comes to meet a young, lively man that goes by Vox. An entertainer, too, at least he says he is. Vox has many, many ideas that involved Alastor. Many that Alastor does not take kindly too, or, at least he says he doesn't.----
Author's note: Many, many 1930s music will be mentioned in this fic :) it will be a semi-slow burn. I'm obsessed with S2E4, can you tell?- Language:
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12 Feb 2026
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Looks interesting. Don’t want to lose it.
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“Not that I need to use that with you.” Alastor knit his brows, but he said nothing. Vox sank his fingers in amber liquid to fish the orange zest out. He held it between his claws to study it from different angles. “After all you’ve been so nice to tell me that a long time ago.”
He flicked it towards him.
The wet thing bounced on Alastor’s chest and fell on his lap, coiling at the base of his evident erection. [...] “You smell of oranges, don’t you?”
Alastor goes into Heat in Vee Tower and he has to deal with it and a bunch of feelings he's been trying to suppress. And Vox.
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09 Feb 2026
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Favorite radiostatic ABO so far!
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Vox had gotten worked up after his maddening number with Alastor in S2E4, but it did wonders to lift his mood to know that he could now do what he wanted with the once fearsome Radio Demon, now his helpless captive.
He has some enticing ideas to wipe the smile off the face of his defiant little deer.
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“That’s right, Al.” Vox let his fingers stroke lightly over the newly exposed skin of Alastor’s throat, delighting in the small shiver that Alastor couldn’t suppress, and popped open the next button. “I own you.”
Bookmarked by pinescipher
09 Jan 2026
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I truly can’t remember if I already bookmarked this one but it is fucking FANTASTIC and canon verse and there’s spanking and omg so good
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So, about that one little regret…
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Carrots & Potatoes by Lunangela, Simon_Sayez
Fandom Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon), Helluva Boss (Web Series)
15 Feb 2026
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08 Jan 2026
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Saw this one recc’d on tumblr and need to check it out
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Alastor’s powers were not the only thing he lost control of when his staff got broken by Adam. With Alastor’s return to the newly rebuilt hotel his unruly shadow is making his life increasingly difficult, and worse, completely ruining his reputation. The thing had no sense of self respect, happily cuddling up to Alastor’s most hated enemies just to annoy him, knowing Alastor could feel every touch through their connection. And to make matters worse the shadow, still plagued with nostalgic feelings for Alastor’s once friend now enemy, has taken it upon itself to play match maker. If Rosie didn’t fix his staff for him soon, Alastor was surely going to lose it.
A little what if scenario set during Season 2.
Done for Eggplosion 2025, amazing art from Akumalichan included inside ☺️
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Bookmarked by pinescipher
09 Jan 2026
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The one with the sentient shadow and art that I love
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"He loosened the collar of his shirt – which he always kept religiously buttoned up under his chin in a sort of fancy, homoerotic Leyendecker-y way – and at that point, he revealed his long neck, Adam's apple (the bastard) bobbing as he took another sip of rye – and Vox caught a glimpse, just a tiny glimpse!, of his damn collarbone."
or: Vox is obsessed and has to play out a scenario in his mind.
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- Part 1 of Much Ado About Bucking
Bookmarked by pinescipher
08 Jan 2026
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FINALLY someone blasted Vox’s sex dreams all through Pride its what he deserves
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Alastor is the first to discover a very new, very strange arrival in Hell.
Perhaps the two are more alike than he'd like to admit?
And perhaps they can benefit one another.
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A fic to explore the beginnings of the friendship between Vox and Alastor, and how it might have fallen apart
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A post season 1 reconciliation of Vox and Alastor, linked directly to my pre canon series, Competing Frequencies
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The simplest way to explain why Alastor was currently, finally, in Vox's bed – as opposed to one in a very expensive hotel – was to say he'd lost a bet.
The slightly more complicated way to explain it would be to elaborate and admit that the bet hadn't even been one he'd been certain he could win – which wasn't a wager he would normally take.
But something about the fervour in Vox's gaze, the way his eyes glinted with excitement over the prospect of what he might get if he won their little game of 'which Overlord will start shit at today's meeting?' had appealed to him. The offer, the way Vox put it out there as though hoping against hope that Alastor would take it – well.
How could a man say 'no' when the only penalty of losing a bet was 'let me tie you down and worship the fuck out of your body'?
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- Part 2 of RadioStatic One Shots
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if you could only see the beast you've made of me (held it in but now it seems you set it running free) by Helpneedmorefanfics
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
18 Oct 2022
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Then Stolas asks, "Would you like to switch?"
Blitz's breath hitches, heart thumping yes, yes, yes against his chest, at the idea, the want that springs up at Stolas' being on top, pinning him down, forcing him to stare into that dangerous crimson gaze until the tips of his fingers turn grey, shackles around his wrists and ankles and throat but that's alright, because at least he's being kept, at least someone fucking cares enough to dig their talons in and make him stay.
"Yes," Slips out of him, broken and wretched and wanting. "Fuck yes, c'mon."
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28 Dec 2025
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THIS WAS UNSPEAKABLY GOOD!!!!
also??? am i a sub???
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Vincent Whittman has never struggled for control of his career, his reputation, or the people unfortunate enough to cross him.
Then Alastor arrives: sharp-tongued, pretty, utterly unimpressed, and far more dangerous than Vincent ever anticipated.
Their relationship spirals quickly into obsession, bloodshed, and more emotions than either of them know how to handle.
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Vox needs to piece a new body together for himself after his (totally unjust) beheading, but he's interrupted by a certain someone looking to finish old business. Worse, his system manages to malfunction in just such a way that feelings end up being discussed. Oh, the horror.
Or, Alastor and Vox clear up a 70-year misunderstanding via slapfight. Then they go out for dinner.
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- Part 1 of Post-Nuke Clarity
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16 Dec 2025
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THAT ONE POST S2 THING THAT KEEPS MY SOUL ALIVE
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When Vox begins coughing up flower petals, he is horrified to discover it is a consequence of this unrequited obsession with a certain Radio Demon. His priority is working with Carmilla on Angelic Security, but he’s also spending too much time making bad choices, being forced into deals, and getting mixed up with Alastor, which puts increasing strain on his working relationship — and friendship — with the other Vees.
The discoveries Vox makes are far bigger than him, with the power to determine Hell’s future. That’s if he can pull the right strings; if the Hazbin Hotel would just stop meddling; if he wasn’t brushing shoulders with this slippery word called ‘empathy.’
Heaven grows restless. The decades-old line between him and Alastor blurs further. Everything just gets… really fucking complicated.
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May Every Sunrise Hold More Promise and Every Sunset Hold More Peace by StaringAtTheEclipse
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
06 Dec 2025
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Post Charlie’s unfortunate visit to Valentino’s studio, Vox visits the hotel with the intention of apologizing to the Princess on the other Overlord’s behalf and somehow ends up dragged into one of their ridiculous exercises. Alastor and Vox realize their separation might have had farther reaching effects than they thought.
But while the two former friends grapple with the fallout of their parting, something is lurking under Hell's surface preparing to strike.
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The word lovesick floats to the surface of Vox’s mind, unbidden and absurd. Lovesick, as if the Radio Demon has ever bent to anything so pedestrian as longing. What use does a creature like Alastor have for love?
But the fever is real, and the scent of it is thick in the air, curling into Vox’s vents until his fans stutter on.
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Alastor had been grappling with strange, unwelcome feelings toward Vox—feelings that twisted tighter every time the blue demon so much as brushed against him. Alastor tried to dismiss it as irritation, a byproduct of proximity and pride.
But denial had its limits.
The tension had been building too long, humming beneath the surface like a wire stretched too thin. At last, Alastor decided to stop running from it. He was going to do something about it.
(Based on a comic by artist Shunyhuny and other artists! Their illustrations and posts will be linked in the text.)
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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 into a different realm with human bodies.
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- Part 1 of part-time soulmate, full-time problem
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