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After the events of season 2, Alastor carries Vox’s decapitated body back to the hotel and grows rather fond of it. He takes good care of it, cleans it, dresses it in better clothes, and decides that it deserves a head, so he grabs an old CRT monitor and doesn’t quite manage to attach all the wires correctly and it’s almost like having Vincent back.
Vox’s consciousness gets sucked into his newly whole body and he's less than thrilled to realise that he cannot move an inch thanks to Alastor’s shoddy wiring job. The irony of him now being The Radio Demon’s prisoner is not lost on him, so he decides to keep quiet until he can find a way to escape. Easier said than done.
Alastor realises that Vox is actually in the room with him, which he thinks is hilarious until he doesn’t. Suddenly, they’re talking about the past and why it all went wrong and Alastor finds himself hoping for a second chance with the man he cares about more than he’d like to admit.
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04 Jul 2026
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“R-right there, Allie, come on, I’m so close – right there, right there, don’t stop, fuck!”
Vox lets out a long, high whine as she comes, and Alastor smiles to herself. “There we go, darling,” she coos. “Taking it so well for me.”
Vox slumps against her, her body shaking. Her picture box is always so sensitive.
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Allie helps her omega through her heat.
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- Part 6 of voxfawn's yuriostatic week fills
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17 Jun 2026
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Vox glared at Alastor. “You’re still not planning to tell me a single fucking thing about what to expect in here?”
Alastor leaned back and gave him a long, appraising look, his eyes sweeping down the length of Vox’s body. Vox’s screen felt warm, and he glanced down at his knees as Alastor leaned forward, opened the mini-fridge, and removed a bottle. “Champagne?”
“You’re a fucking asshole,” Vox growled. But he took the bottle.
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OR: Alastor cons Vox into being his plus-one at a free use sex party where the stakes are terrifyingly high.
Written for Vox Humiliation Week 2026, day 3. Prompt: free use
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31 Mar 2026
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A spark, however small, is still a spark. by habropathia
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
26 Feb 2026
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"Of all the places," Alastor mutters through gritted teeth.
He is not sentimental. He has never been. Nostalgia is a weakness reserved for lesser minds, for those who believe the past holds them rather than the other way around.
Yet, his smile tightens.
Annoyance flares honed and immediate, curling hot in his chest. Vox's face rises uninvited in his mind. Grinning screen, static laughter, hands too careful, attention too constant. The memory of wires and strings follows close behind, of being maneuvered, shocked and jerked around, in a way he hadn't agreed on.
Infuriating.
And it's outrageously uncomfortable too, the sudden awareness of something old stirring where it should have stayed buried.
Or: Alastor is free, Vox is angry, humiliated, and somehow still breathing. They are, apparently, done with each other for good, but a bar, a piano, and far too much history stand in the way. The past, unfortunately, still has excellent timing.
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27 Feb 2026
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Vox and Alastor have a deal. Once a month they roleplay around an alternating theme of their choice. Indulging in kinky no strings attached sex and fetishes.
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21 Feb 2026