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"He was dominating the stage, as if it had always belonged to him.
And Vox realized, in a freezing flash, that he had made a grave mistake.
The fantasy of seeing him bowed, ashamed, undone… evaporated before the raw reality of what was happening there.
Alastor remained far too beautiful. That kind of refined, elegant, icy beauty that hurt. It had always hurt him, to the point of becoming something physical. The kind of beauty that was dangerous to look at for too long. The dress had been chosen by Velvette to diminish him, but it looked as though it had been crafted out of desire, not cruelty."-
Vox decides to have some fun by creating an act where Alastor would dress up as a 1930s singer and perform for everyone at the Vees' casino. He hoped to see a bit of humiliation in the Overlord's irritatingly indifferent eyes, but things end up progressing in an unexpected way.Bookmarked by reypool
07 Feb 2026
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Alastor in a dress
Alastor succumbing to his feelings
And TENSION.it’s so beautiful and a definite good read💋
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While looking through V-Tower, Alastor finds something that piques his interest. He figured that asking Vox for this small favor was going to be simple, after all, he often indulges Vox with whatever he wants, so it is only fair that Alastor gets something as well once in a while.
It is shameless smut, I just wanted to write a threesome with older model Vincent, Vox, and Alastor.
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He wore a wine-colored vest, open over his slender chest, his bow tie carelessly tossed onto a tray where two glasses and a bottle of French champagne rested. His hair was perfectly combed, though slightly unruly at the temples, his eyes gleaming under the soft light. Sexy, provocative, comfortable in his own skin, owning the space as if the apartment belonged to him.
The moment Vincent stopped in the doorway, Alastor smiled—a small, devilish smile—and, without hesitation, popped the champagne cork. The pop was loud. Bubbles sprayed, the golden liquid shimmering like gold.
“Happy New Year, Vincent.”
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New Year's AUBookmarked by reypool
01 Feb 2026
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Really cute, it’s so refreshing whenever I see them inlove lmao.
It’s a new years AU and it’s so smutty and hot <3
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“Ready to give up yet?” his boyfriend asked, reaching across the small table to cup Alastor’s cheek in one hand.
He hated how he instinctively leaned into that gentle touch. Vox’s hands were always warm, unlike his own. Soft, too.
“You’re being such a good boy for me, Al.”
Color flooded his face and he shifted his grip to his knees instead. “Not. Here,” he hissed. His eyes said otherwise, much to his dismay.
That was what made this all so annoying. Alastor wanted this. He’d listened for months as Vox described this precise scenario in filthy detail. How Alastor would insert the toy and then let him control it when they went out to dinner for their fifth anniversary.
How he'd gone from the CEO's reluctant intern to agreeing to let the man play with him in public in the span of a few years was… Well, maybe he wasn’t as immune to Vox's purported charms as he liked to believe.
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Between malfunctioning sex toys, car sex, and the very serious question Vox needs to ask Alastor, this anniversary is certainly one they won't forget.
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- Part 3 of eternalscout's Bottom Alastor Week Oneshots (2025)
- Part 2 of If you weren't so stupid...
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31 Jan 2026
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Bottom alastor and heaps of fluff at the end
(Mind the tags for the age gap)
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Vox ends swamped in work for a week—and in that week he doesn’t take care of himself at all. Alastor finds himself needing to force Vox into relaxing and falling asleep, and what better way than to make him stupid and pliant?
Or: Alastor turns Vox into his stupid puppy and Vox finds himself loving it!
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Tell Me What You Want by Ki_Ken_Tai_Ichi, your_regularly_scheduled_daydream
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
07 Nov 2025
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Sparks flicker between his antennae like he's going to overheat, so Vox breaks their kiss before he can ruin the moment. They lie there for a second, so close they're panting into each other's heaving mouths, and Vox's mind swirls in a hazy fog of endorphins as he slowly catches his breath.
"Fuck. Alastor."
Alastor grins around his gasps and stares down at Vox. "Is that what you'd like me to do next?"
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23 Jan 2026
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The Convention of American Entertainment is a major assembly for the greatest talents from all across the United States. An invitation lands on the desk of Vincent Whittman, sending him on a trip across states towards New Orleans. What should have been a standard business trip becomes a nightmare surrounded by strange incidents and the enigmatic figure of a radio host with an innate ability to blend into the crowd.
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22 Jan 2026
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Return to Our Saviour (Vincent) - Murdermedia by xronniemustdie
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
09 Jan 2026
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I hate these
uhh stab stab gets caught (almost) run away to louisiana meet alastor og my god this gorgeous man i need him oh shit he's a cannibalism and wants to eat me but that's kinda hot so ill let him mahbe if it helps him love me omg were so in love and I stab for him he calls me a good kitty and says I look like a cat he's so beautiful and gorgeous and lovely he's a little weird tho but its okay cause we're both weird
got that? cool
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“Now, the million dollar questions…Who is this killer, assuming it’s someone other than The New Orleans Huntsman? Is he or she still in Louisiana? Have they already fled? Are they sneaking past us right now, under all of our very noses?”
Vincent, unable to help it, turned up the radio, (again). He loved to hear people talk about himself, especially if they had such a lovely tone. He hadn’t caught the host's name, maybe he’d-
“They could be anyone of us. Killer, if you’re listening…”
The voice continued, uncaring of his inner thoughts. He held his breath, almost worried the smooth tongue would slip away forever lest he gave it his full focus.
“Then make yourself known.”
With how the voice had just asked Vincent so prettily?
Oh, he would.
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Vincent has gone down to Louisiana, needing to continue rising through the ranks of stardom across television. But then he ends up meeting Alastor, a local Radio Star with a bad attitude that Vincent would love to fix.
Too bad Alastor liked being difficult.
Oh, and they’re both serial killers, but neither of them know it yet. Who would have thought?
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A Radiostatic love story in three parts:
Part One: Memory Reboot - a one-shot set in the 70s; the moment Vox almost got what he wanted.
Part Two: Bluest Monday - a hazy, indulgent look back on the time that Alastor and Vox were briefly a couple in the year 1989, and how it ultimately ended in tears - with a few glimpses of the present, too.
Part Three: Say Hello, Wave Goodbye - a story set in the present day (post Season One) continuing the same timeline established in Bluest Monday. There may be hope for Vox and Alastor, yet... (This fic is technically discontinued, but has a fully summarised ending with closure.)
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A Radiostatic AU. Vox is an anxious nobody at the bottom of Hell's corporate food chain - an IT worker, stuck in the basement floor of Hell's biggest and most powerful company. He's accepted his fate, as dull and uneventful as it may be, even if - in the quiet hours of the night - he secretly longs for more. But when Vox catches the eye of the company's magnetically charming CEO, Alastor, and is offered the role of assistant, everything begins to change.
An unconventional love story exploring the intense relationship between a dominant and his TV-headed submissive, how power and control can provide care and relief, and how two demons, both carrying private torments, might find healing in each other - against all odds.
...And maybe violate workplace conduct in the process.
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For Tonight's Broadcast Only: Unchain My Heart by Ferntz
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
06 Dec 2025
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“Tell me Alastor, Is there any version of me you would ever acknowledge? Any scenario where you’d look at me and actually see me?"
Vox decides to communicate with Alastor. Which goes bad at the beginning, but it helps Alastor realize something. He does care about Vox, but unfortunately not in the way Vox wants it. So, he wants to settle all this down.
This fic has a lot of acceptance and emotion in it. In the first chapter, there is a set up to both their perspectives and feelings. And in the following chapters, there is the actual smut.
(Also I squeezed some quick sketches in that I drew while thinking about this fic ^^)
Not a cute story. It is quite melancholic. But I do believe that I captured their perspectives realistically. Have fun! -
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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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08 Jan 2026
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Hell is other people. Purgatory is being a twenty something weatherman with the memories of a being a media overlord who had the entirety of Hell wrapped around his finger.
Sent back to his mortal life with a chance to "do it right this time", Vox has a problem. The Angels have installed a patch in his soul: the Pacifist Protocol. If he tries to kill a rival, poison a boss, or throw a punch, he is paralyzed by blinding agony.
He cannot claw his way to the top if he can't use his claws. He needs a loophole.
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Vox knows just how to get Alastor in the mood.
(Or, in which the author writes a very self-indulgent scene of Vox and Alastor reciting Shakespeare at each other while fucking.)
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07 Jan 2026
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Past Vox and Alastor smut with feelings based off of a lovely comic by @craxkers on Bluesky and Twitter.
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07 Jan 2026
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"mr. hartfelt! it's lovely to finally meet you.." he stammered, and his eyes were widened to an intense degree. alastor hadn't heard this excitement from anyone when meeting him since 1936! "my name is vincent whittman, and i don't mean to intrude but i feel it's important you hear me out on a proposition i have set up for you." he continued.
"well, go on, i'm waitin' over here.." alastor added, not yet fully interested.
(booooo i hate yaoi!!!!!!! burn this bitch ALIVE for writing this 😭!!!!!!$1!1!1!!!!!)
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07 Jan 2026
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This whole situation just seemed so impossible to Vox. They both knew what they were and what they could never be. Everything that has happened tonight was something that should’ve only happened if pigs suddenly grew angel wings and flew up to heaven. Alastor being… nice? Impossible.
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Alastor only acts once it’s too late and Vox is just so fucking tired.
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06 Jan 2026
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With a glare, he left the storage closet, heading toward his studio to start his morning broadcast. It felt like only moments ago that Vox had been at his lowest, drunk at some dive bar, the most hated demon in all of Hell. It must be some divine joke, putting them together during this “trial.” A sort of test of his patience. As Alastor flipped on the lights to the studio, he came to a conclusion.
If he was going to be eternally dead, he might as well take down Vincent with him.
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After the events of season 2, Alastor and Vox are given one last chance at redemption before they are banished from Hell, permanently. Returned to 1933 and placed at the same New Orleans radio station, the two are given one month to address their fatal flaws.
To Alastor, it seems, the path to redemption consists of far more murder than he imagined.Bookmarked by reypool
31 Dec 2025
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The hotel crumbles on top of Alastor and Vox. Both hurt and trapped they have to help each other. And maybe... just maybe... they'll see they still care about one another.
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30 Dec 2025