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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 trapped in Purgatory with human bodies.
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- Part 1 of part-time soulmate, full-time problem
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07 Jun 2026
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"Go Go Juice' inspired smutty MurderMedia oneshot by Zinffy
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
03 Mar 2026
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After an evening of some heavy drinking, Alastor gets the marvellous idea to call his (kind of ex-)best friend with a horribly regrettable proposition.
This was my first time writing smut, so be gracious, I tried my best. Have fun reading!
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05 Mar 2026
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“... Vox. You can call me Vox.”
Alastor gave an acknowledging hum. “I understand it’s your first time at an establishment like this, is it, Vox?”
“It is, yes.”
“And have you been in a dynamic like this with anyone before?”
“No…” Vincent trailed off, avoiding eye contact once again. He really didn’t like being the inexperienced one.
Alastor seemed to perceive his nerves increasing at this line of questioning, and his already kind and welcoming voice noticeably softened. “Can you try something for me, darling?”
Vincent's stress is getting to him, and he turns to a paid dominant to take the edge off. Alastor is exceptional at making him fall apart, though the effect soon begins to go both ways.
How do professional boundaries hold up when one partner is experiencing true acceptance of his asexuality for the first time, and the other has found the only person to ever make him feel good enough?
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25 Jan 2026
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“As Vox rushed out the door and shut it, Alastor dragged his hands over his face and up into his hair, pulling at it with a frustrated sigh. The sigh turned into an exasperated groan and he pressed the base of his palms against his eyes.
Stupid, stupid, romantic picture box.”
Trying to be a gentleman (Alastor likes those, right?) Vox keeps his hands to himself around his lover, even if it feels like he’s literally going to die from the aching want burning inside of him. Alastor just wants Vox to fuck him already, because this is starting to get rather frustrating.
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- Part 3 of Everybody loves somebody
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24 Jan 2026
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Make You Mine by woof-verine (kaos_academic)
Fandoms: Deadpool - All Media Types, Wolverine (Movies)
30 Aug 2024
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“Jesus, baby. You like all that about me?” Wade looks like he’s the cat that got the canary, but beneath that Logan can hear the vulnerability in his tone, the little moment of hesitation, can feel the way the rhythm of his fingers falters for a second.
Logan can’t help himself. He knows he shouldn’t say it, knows he should stuff it down, knows from 200 years of experience that admitting he loves something only ever ruins it, but he feels so drunk on pleasure, high on the stretch of Wade’s fingers in him, on the flush that spreads from Wade’s cheeks all the way down his chest, that he doesn’t know how to keep it inside. He leans over Wade and says, low and clear, so he can’t miss a single word –
“I fucking love it.”
OR: Logan gets fed up with Wade making jokes about being ugly and they fuck about it. With a hefty helping of Logan angst, too, of course.
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31 Aug 2024