sweet_humiliation
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Jazz Cigarettes by acareeroutofrobbingbanks for SapphiraLua
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
18 Jun 2026
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At some point, Alastor realized that the shaking in his chest was also laughter, and that he had fully tumbled onto the floor while cackling at his…
Hm. At his Vox.
There was no label that was appropriate for the two of them, no word that properly fit their dynamic. They were enemies, certainly, but surely to be such good enemies for such a long time entitled a person with the benefits of friendship on rare occasion, no? And surely enemies who were sometimes friendly and who didn’t really want the other gone weren’t proper enemies, but surely, too, friends did not often try to murder each other in the streets ? And then, Alastor was also quite sure that neither friends nor enemies sometimes snuck each other into their respective buildings in the dead of night.
As such, Alastor determined, there was really no proper term for them!
Maddeningly, Angel Dust had said this was called a “situationship.”
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Semi-established relationship Alastor and Vox get very high together. Shenanigans ensue.
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13 Jul 2026
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“Embarrass myself? I’m not the one fucking around with my own shadow,” Vox sneers.“Come on, bring it out here, I want to see it.”
“I don’t-”
“Alastor.”
He’s considered, more than once, that she must be hypnotizing him. Perhaps slipping love potion into his food when he hasn’t been looking. It would explain a lot; would let the fire lick his bones and protests grind to sand in his throat while keeping his pride intact.
If she is, she’s done a good job of covering her tracks. “I’m waiting.”
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OR: Alastor bites off more than he can chew. Vox has fun with her punishments.
Series
- Part 8 of Self-Made Woman
- Part 2 of how to tune your radio
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10 Jul 2026
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After the humiliation of being stuck in Vox's tower for weeks, Alastor is eager to get back at Vox. A fake invitation leads Vox straight into a trap that leaves him completely at the mercy of Alastor's whims.
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23 May 2026
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At the next lingering glance, Alastor leans back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. The action clearly makes Vox regret looking, and he snaps his gaze back to Valentino so quickly he may have pulled a muscle. Time to strike.
“Is it working?”
The way Vox tenses at Alastor’s question is gratifying, almost as much as the look of utter confusion on his face when he turns back. “What?”
“Is it working? This little demonstration—is it making you feel powerful?”
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OR: Instead of just sitting in the cuck chair and glowering, Alastor doms the shit out of Vox.
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08 May 2026
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"What’s wrong? Do you not like that word? It’s just a word. Tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Ticklish. Tickling. Is it really that bad?"
A slip of the tongue gives Vox the ultimate, humiliating weakness to exploit against his greatest rival. Alastor (claims to) hate every second of it.
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30 Apr 2026