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Vox is a lucky man; he’s happily married to the love of his life. Alastor has finally left his life as an Overlord and Radio Host behind, to be a housewife.
Dead Dove. Stepford Wives-vibes.
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The Family You Choose (is better?) by number1trashenthusiast
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
17 Sep 2025
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Lilith has returned. She has all the cards in her hands and Alastor's invisible leash wrapped around her perfect fingers - but no one who has played poker with Alastor would suggest counting him out before the game is over.
Alastor has faced some of the greatest evils that have ever existed - has stood firm in back alleys against overlords stronger than him, has several times dodged exorcist spears and even divine guitars.
He is NOT going to be defeated by a fucking HOTEL ROOM and the desperate housewife from HELL.
Alternative summary: Alastor spends a sizeable amount of time locked in single combat with a hotel room door, Vaggie grows as a person, Lucifer Morningstar is Very Concerned that his ex-wife and current-whatever may be getting along too well, Charlie spends a lot of time being confused, Frederick von Eldrich comes out of retirement with style, the Archangel Michael develops a headache, and Vox attempts to de-bug his conscience.
There are also copious musical references for no good reason whatsoever.
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- Part 2 of The Friends that Ruin You
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Vox hears Alastor call for him, and he answers.
Even after everything that has happened he is helpless to do anything else.
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Lucifer drifted through the hotel in his usual astral form—silent, unseen, just another part of the nightly routine. But tonight was different. Very different.
Because instead of torturing some poor unfortunate soul, Alastor was in his room.
Occupied.
And Lucifer realized two things in quick, devastating succession:
One—his physical body was a needy, traitorous thing.
And two—Alastor was very, very fucking gorgeous like that. -
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Still, after a few more seconds of silent observation, the pieces of the story that Angel had been trying (and clearly failing) to tell Valentino all start to fall into place; neatly intercutting themselves within the flood of memories long forgotten that had begun to pour into Vox’s mind right then, the longer and harder he looks, the more the sight of Angel sets his nerves aflame in a visceral, exhilarating way that he hasn’t felt in decades. So much so that he can’t help the low, heady chuckle that escapes him, nor the sudden shiver of delight that ratchets up his spine.
After all …Alastor’s handiwork is so specific.
Or, Alastor is well into his rut season and has gone as long without dealing with it. But when it comes time to finally face the most frustrating and unfortunate parts of the cosmic joke that is his animal biology, Vox is willing, able, and more than happy to help out an old friend.