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When the trials of the hotel get on his last nerve, and the deal with Rosie was becoming overbearing, it's only natural that he would run back to Vox.
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For as long as they've known each other, Vox and Alastor have been kept apart by chance or circumstance. An opportunity has presented itself to be free from his deal, and Alastor refuses to be separated any longer.
T((his is a spiritual parallel to my fic You Still Need Me. The two works aren't related and must be read as stand-alones, but there will be similar vibes in this fic. The main difference is that they are openly, destructively in love.))
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13 Jun 2026
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Who cares about the Radio Demon anyway? He just wanted to see if karma had finally caught up with him.
With that, he stood in front of the desk, his chair pushed aside, leaning over the keyboard as he opened VoxTech’s security software.
And… the image that appeared before him was unlike anything he’d ever imagined.
On his screen was a clean, non-glitched image of Alastor, lying unconscious in a pool of blood and wreckage.
To Vox, karma didn't seem to taste as sweet as it should have.OR
A Vox at his healthiest decides to help an Alastor at his lowest, despite the risk of being dragged down again, while Alastor has to learn how to let people in after a century spent building walls.
Now with art!
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13 Jun 2026
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The silence stretched between them then, thick and awkward. Not because they had nothing to say; because they had too much. Too many questions neither wanted to voice first. Too many unspoken rules from Hell suddenly meaningless here.
Vox finally stood, joints cracking in protest. Annoying. Stupid human body. “Look. All I know is we woke up like this. On Earth. Together. With all our memories and none of our powers. So, congratulations, deer boy, you’re stuck with me.”
Alastor pinched the bridge of his nose, inhaling sharply through his teeth. “Let me get this straight. I have been forcibly deposited into a mortal vessel, next to you, with no warning, no explanation, and no immediate means of escape?”
“That’s the gist,” Vox said.
Alastor stared at him.
Then laughed.
Or Alastor and Vox find themselves trapped in Purgatory with human bodies.
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- Part 1 of part-time soulmate, full-time problem
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Vincent’s problem was always the same: he wants.
He wants, he wants, he wants. And no amount of getting or receiving will ever change that fact, will ever close the cavern inside of him that always wants more. Getting is secondary, underwhelming in comparison to the thrill of wanting. Of chasing. When he found something he wanted, he pursued it single-mindedly. He made a plan, he pulled his strings, he put every piece of the puzzle into place. That was when he was on top of the world. Receiving his prize was little more than a participation trophy, and by the time he got it he had usually already found another want. Want, want, want.
Sometimes, at night, he wondered if his luck would run out, and when. What happened when he met someone he couldn’t charm or bully into giving him what he wanted? Who was immune to his silver tongue, his clever quips, his flashy smile or a flirtatious bat of his mismatched eyes? What happened when he took a risk that didn’t pay off?
When Vincent takes a spring break trip to New Orleans to celebrate his upcoming college graduation, he may just find the answer to that question where he least expects it.
And it will alter the course of his life forever.
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10 Jun 2026
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Before television, newspapers and radio ruled the airwaves.
Television would not fully enter the mainstream until the early 1950s.Bookmarked by akushou
06 Jun 2026