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The contact is brief, but it is enough.
And with that, a wave of pheromones floods his nostrils, thick enough to drown in. Nauseating, suffocating. Enough to make his legs go weak, his head spin, a burning ache twisting low in his stomach.
No.
No.
Of all the alphas in this rotting hell, he had to meet the only one whose scent has never repulsed him.
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The only person Alastor ever thought he could allow himself to be intimate with, until Vox decided to ruin everything with a damn business proposal.
Or: A truck full of love potions crashes and its content spills out. Chaos ensues. Alastor and Vox find themselves on top of a communications tower. There is a small room in that tower. Vox gives, Alastor takes. They communicate.
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13 Jul 2026
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“Anyone who touches my Vox with their filthy hands will have them removed.”
“Anyone who dares to talk to my Vox in a casual way will have no tongue to speak in that manner.”
“And anyone who dares come between me and my Vox will have their screams broadcast throughout all of Pride Ring.”
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Basically if Alastor agrees to the partnership with Vox... plus Yandere Alastor and he is obsessed with Vox.
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08 Jul 2026
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In a bittersweet turn of events, Vox no longer wants anything to do with Alastor, and the Radio Demon finds this lack of attention insulting.
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Vox runs away like a dramatic schoolgirl and can't catch a break
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06 Jul 2026
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A Sequin-Covered Identity Crisis by number1trashenthusiast
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
05 Jul 2026
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Vox and Alastor moved in together a few months ago, shortly after Vox crash-landed in Hell. Living with Alastor has opened Vox's eyes to a whole host of new ideas and possibilities, chief among them this: he had never before realized how angry it was possible to get at someone without his newly-rectangular head actually exploding.
Alastor is messy. He won't keep a regular schedule, never reads the instruction manual before he turns something on, and careens through his Hellish life acting with complete disregard for - one might even dare say 'in outright contempt of' - the laws of God, physics, traffic, and home-owner associations.
Things take a sharp turn when Vox staggers home from work after a difficult day to find his roommate wearing a sequined dress and demanding that he escort him to the entertainment district to fulfill a lost bet.
AKA, the sexual-identity-crisis Radiostatic crossdressing fic that no one asked for and no one (especially Vox) wanted.
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04 Jul 2026
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“Alastor looks both ways before he crosses the road outside Cannibal Town, and promptly steps into nothing where tarmac had been a millisecond before.
The first warning sign that something has gone spectacularly wrong is, of course, the golden, shimmering portal opening silently beneath his feet. The second is landing on his face on hard, rocky ground and not in the cradle of the shadow he’d tried to summon.
The third is a startled scream and the thud of Vox slamming into the stone next to him.”
When Lucifer decides to punish them for declaring war against Heaven, Alastor and Vox have to work together to get back to Pentagram City, or freeze to death in the wastelands on Hell. But the storm is getting worse, and hypothermia is setting in, and desperate measures must be taken.
Or: oh noooo it’s blizzarding and they need to huddle naked for warmth And More… >:)
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03 Jul 2026