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Alastor is perfectly satisfied with the arrangement he has with Vox. No demands, no emotional complications—just a clean, tactical partnership that stays comfortably labeled as a professional alliance.
It's the ideal setup: predictable, controlled, and free of anything resembling vulnerability. Everything runs smoothly under that understanding...until Husk starts saying things he absolutely should have kept to himself. One offhand comment is all it takes to start unraveling seventy years of a carefully maintained dynamic, forcing Alastor to reconsider whether his "transactional" relationship was ever that simple to begin with.
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Bookmarked by UltimaBlade
11 Jun 2026
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“Um... Vaggie?” Charlie asked nervously as she closed the door behind her. “What is it?” Vaggie asked from the couch.
“The media demons are here…”
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AU in which Alastor didn’t break Vox’s heart and agreed to a partnership (read: marriage), and together they wreak havoc on Hell and help Charlie with her little hotel.
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21 May 2026
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Burn the Witch (Brimhat Olruggio AU) by Grimmseye
Fandom とんがり帽子のアトリエ | Tongari Boushi no Atelier | Witch Hat Atelier (Manga)
20 May 2026
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When Alastor keeps getting sticky notes everyday, with had oddly suggestively romantic words written on them, he concludes its probably Vox. In a confrontation with Vox, they both find out that, yes, Vox did write the notes, but a really long time ago, back when they were friends. They team up to find out who or whats going on and how to stop more from coming.
And by trying to ease the past from coming to the present, they unknowingly start making a new future.
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They say love hurts. That saying has never been more true than in the case of Alastor and Vox, who regularly beat each other up until they both resemble more bloody bits than men. They prefer it that way, enjoying their shared hobby greatly. The rest of Hell knows better than to say anything. Or at least it should, if it knows what’s good for it.
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Alastor and Vox were violent in life and are violent in death. With each other. And towards each other. With great care and affection to grind the other into the dirt. You know, like proper mortal enemies who would never forsake each other do.

