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    Alastor had never wanted to murder anyone as badly as he wanted to murder the version of Alastor that Vox dreamed of. The creature was, put simply, a simpering, effete idiot.

    They were in a high class restaurant in some part of the states Alastor didn’t recognize, all art deco paneling and chandeliers that glowed a soft gold, the kind of lighting that made every patron look like they were being filmed through a Vaseline smeared lens; good skin, bright eyes. Even Alastor was pressed to admit it was a classy joint. Why Vox was dreaming of taking Alastor here was anyone's guess.

    “Of course, darling, whatever you want!” The version of Alastor at the dinner table made a tittering little laugh, fingers to its chest where the top three buttons of its shirt were undone, and Alastor's claws itched as he watched from behind his menu at the next table. He didn't laugh like that. Well, perhaps he did, sometimes, but always for terrifying effect.

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    Alastor finds himself intruding in the dreams of his friend and assistant, Vox.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    Vincent Whittman awakens in Hell with no memory of ever being there before. Instead of fire and brimstone, he finds himself locked inside a cage in a quiet cabin deep in the bayou, watched over by a stranger who insists he's there to carry out Vincent's punishment.

    Alastor has a secret. He has no intention of letting Vincent become Vox ever again.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    Vox is new to Hell and thriving. Sure, he’s three feet tall now and has a television for head, but nothing is perfect.

    Well.

    Except Alastor. Alastor is perfect. He is perfect and Vox knows with absolute certainty that this unholy, cannibalistic deer-radio amalgamation likely spawned in the cold and chaos before the dawn of time itself is his soulmate.

    Or: Vox shoots his shot.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    In 1933 Alastor manages to summon a demon with a rectangular, glowing head who keeps staring at him like he can't decide between tearing him apart and worshipping him at his feet.

    Meanwhile, Vox just blew up himself and the entire universe and suddenly stands before a second chance. He simply has no idea what that second chance entails.


    In other words: The demon Vox and human Alastor time travel roadtrip fic that spiralled and suddenly gained a plot

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    07 May 2026

  5. Rec 75

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    And then came the voice.

    It wasn't a shout, or even a notable increase in volume. It was simply... the voice. That alpha quality that Alastor deployed like a weapon, that deep resonance that vibrated in the bones and made the body obey before the mind could protest.

    "Ask me for what you want," Alastor said, and every syllable was a command etched into Vox's marrow. "Politely. Or I won't consider it."

    The effect was immediate.

    Vox felt his body go from being taut as a violin string to melting like butter. His shoulders relaxed, his clenched teeth unclenched, and his knees suddenly became very unstable. The alpha command had found its target, had penetrated all his defenses, and his inner omega responded with a submission that was equally shameful and relieving.

    Damn it, Vox thought, as his voice softened without his permission. Damn, damn, damn.

    "Please," he said, and his tone was so low, so sweet, so pathetically submissive that he almost didn't recognize himself. "Please, Alastor. Make me a baby."

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