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New Orleans, 1933.
Vincent Whittman’s assignment (punishment) seems simple enough: recruit Mr. Alastor Hartfelt, the city’s famed radio star.
But his trip derails the moment he meets the man dressed in a smile too sharp, with secrets too deep, and a presence that hums with something far beyond him.
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02 Apr 2026
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This is a slice-of-life, married Radiostatic fic where each chapter is a self-contained snapshot of Vox and Alastor learning how to live together. It focuses on the small, everyday moments, breakfasts, work interruptions, petty bickering, quiet tenderness, and how their relationship works
Every chapter is basically them clashing a little, repairing a little, and ending up closer, two control freak demons building a home that’s equal parts neon signal and warm static.
OR every chapter we see more of Alastor and Vox learning how to live together as a couple
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Gregory House is a misanthropic bastard with trust issues, who doesn't do feelings. But he's pretty sure he's in love -- or lust -- or something anyway -- with his best friend. Life is funny, in a not-funny way.
*UPDATE* -- Here's a link to the Spotify playlist of all songs referenced in this fic to date. Happy reading/listening!
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/76B4n4UUncNYJG8scmKqVc?si=e5cd5de147924fb5Thanks as always for reading, and feedback and comments are welcomed.
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vox sapiens, cervus erectus by AislinFics (AislinCeivun)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
15 Nov 2025
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“And Lucifer,” Vox continues conversationally as he rubs his fingertips over the hot, strained fabric. “I know you’re not a big fan of the guy. I can see why—he is so beneath the both of us.”
“Y-yes,” Alastor gasps, bucking into Vox’s touch. “He is.”
“It was thrilling, wasn’t it? To see someone finally put him in his place. Completely decimate him in front of all those people; people who were once his.”
“I—I’ve been wanting to do that.”
“I’m sure.” Vox unbuttons Alastor’s slacks, slow and unhurried like he isn’t seconds away from snapping and just ripping all his clothes off. “But it was me who did it. I humiliated the King of Hell. Not you.”
After the rally, Vox finds Alastor hot and bothered in his chair from watching him expertly manipulate the crowd. It's truly his winning day.
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31 Dec 2025
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I’m a horrible human, but total sexy pwp #radiostatic