MonsterFuckerSupreme
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“Woah, woah,” Vox says. “Hold your horses. What—”
“This isn’t right.” The shadows around him swirl and turn darker and darker, sharpening into points. His eyes are shining red. “What did you do to me?”
“I didn’t do shit!” Vox sits up and crawls forward—Alastor presses himself back against the wall, ears flattened over his head. The hard turn from predator to scared-looking prey is making Vox’s head swim. “How is it my fault you’re rock hard?”
And he really is, Vox’s hindbrain notes. If anything, he seems to have gotten thicker—Vox can see the outline of him perfectly. Alastor curls in on himself when he notices Vox’s eyes.
“I don’t,” he starts, and then stops. That seems to be the end of the sentence.
“Well, you clearly are," Vox spits, frustrated. “I really don’t get the hassle here. I mean, we’ve been. Uh.” Together is a loaded word, but so is dating. Fraternizing? No, that sounds even more sordid. “Companionable. Right? This isn’t out of the, uh. Range of options.”
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22 Jan 2026
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Static and Lip Gloss by orphan_account
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon) RPF, Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
16 Nov 2025
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Velvette stared. Then:
“…You are so weird. I love it.”She straightened, clapped her hands once, decision made.
“Okay, since you're stuck here and I’m awake and bored and dehydrated? We’re hanging out.”
Alastor perked.
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22 Jan 2026
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With Lucifer’s return to the Pride Ring, the other Deadly Sins were bound to take notice. When Asmodeus stops by the Pride Ring to visit the Morningstars, the Vees are able to make a deal to host a pop-up shop of the incredibly popular Lust Ring establishment, Ozzie’s, bringing it to the Pride Ring for the first time.
When Vox and Alastor both attend the restaurant’s opening night, long repressed sparks fly, forever changing their relationship.
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22 Jan 2026
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Part 1:
"No. Not interested. At all. Ever."
"You haven't even let me describe my newest accessory."
Alastor sighed dramatically. "Listen. I know how unreasonably proud you are of... switching out your sausages. But I've had the unfortunate pleasure of seeing the inside of his work briefcase"—he jerked a thumb over his shoulder toward the fluffy pink dancer on the nightclub's main stage—"and so I can assure you, there is nothing you could have wired to your groin that is either novel to me or appealing to me. Enjoy your evening." Alastor spun on one foot and trotted off.
"It's a microphone."
Alastor stopped five steps away. "What kind."
Part 2:
“Would you look at this masterpiece! The granddaddy of the greatest microphones in the world. That elegant, dramatic design—"
"Ohhh god," Vox groaned, spreading his knees wider. "I seriously underestimated how hot this was going to be."
Alastor raised his head from between Vox's thighs to glower.
"Well?" Vox smirked. "Go on. Call me ‘granddaddy’ again.”
"You're making it very hard to get into this."
"Do you know what you're making ‘very hard’—"
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21 Jan 2026
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More protests from the group; throwing casual insults that rolled off his back. At least his back could handle that burden of weight.
Robert sighed, though he could feel the smile fighting his lips. At least they seemed to have gotten distracted by something else. Which meant no one was going to bring up—
“Who wants to bet on why Mecha Man threw out his back?!” Prism asked.
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20 Jan 2026