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Alan strolls to the piano and crouches down. “Don’t make me say it, Mart.”
Martin looks away. “Say what?”
“You’re being a cunt,” Alan tells him. “And our server's not going to give you another drink until you put your top back on. She told me.” She hadn’t.
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He waits until Martin has gotten off most of his layers – the belts and the boots and the harness gone, until only the tights and the camisole remain – and then Dave speaks up, his voice carefully casual.
“Fancy a bump?”
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haven't looked at the sun in so long (i'd forgotten how much it hurts to) by shymin
Fandoms: Depeche Mode (Band)
13 Nov 2024
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The water envelops him. He enters one foot, then the other, and settles himself; laying his head back against the cool ceramic once he’s fully inside. The bathtub is deep, and the water comes up as high as Martin's neck. He could pull his head under easily.
The band in their villa in Madrid, 1993. A rumination on death.
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Alan moves across the bed and takes Martin’s forearm in his grip, and then pins it down so that Martin is kept on his back. Still wearing that oversized tee. Alan stabs a finger at his chest, at the word MASTER spelled out in big letters. “Is this meant to be ironic?”
Martin peers down. “I thought you didn’t want me to talk.”
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When Suzanne discovers she's pregnant, dysphoria overtakes Martin. Dave helps him work through it.
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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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06 Feb 2026
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“I don’t trust him,” Alastor bites out, because it's true. It’s different. He doesn’t trust anyone, let alone Vox. All the man knows how to do is lie. “I just know him.”
There’s a soft, throaty chuckle as Valentino waves the smoke from his face to take a slow sip of his drink, closing his eyes briefly in pleasure before cracking one open to look at Alastor smugly. “Mm, and you also know that he wants to fuck you, don’t you, baby?” Discomfort crawls down Alastor’s spine, something ugly and hard settling in the pit of his stomach. “That cutesy, flirty shit you were pulling in front of the whole city—even your tits were falling out, which, nice touch by the way—yeah, you know him.”
Alastor has a plan. Then again, so does Valentino.
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It seems like while Alastor was off preying on the self-destructive addictions of desperate sinners, Vox was off getting himself beaten half to death, probably from spouting belligerent nonsense at someone with violent tendencies and a far lower threshold for disrespect than Alastor. Not everyone finds poor Vox’s chatter as charming as he does.
If Vox is unconscious, then Vox is not being entertaining, and Alastor came here to have fun, not play nursemaid.
Or: Drunk on power and itching to cause some mayhem, Alastor hunts down the only person in the city who's always up for anything. Unfortunately, he finds Vox... not exactly in tip-top shape. No matter; he can work with that too.
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31 Jan 2026
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“Whatever you say, baby. Is it your time of the month or something?”
Alastor stopped in his tracks by the windows. His right ear flicked backwards once, a violent thwap. He ground out, “Something like that.”
Val blinked, pausing mid-stretch. “Really?”
“Regrettably.”
Or: When Alastor's heat takes him off guard, derailing his usual contingency plans, Valentino is more than happy to fill Vox's shoes.
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25 Jan 2026
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I'm Not A Saint (But I Could Be If I Tried) by generalzero for HyourinmaruIce
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
14 May 2024
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“Why am I here?” Vox prompts.
“Because you loved someone so much you sacrificed yourself to protect them,” Emily says easily, as if the statement was something you could just say without changing the entire world. As if it wasn’t the ruin of him.
“And where is that someone?” he asks.
Her brow frowns. “…in Hell.”
“Then how the fuck,” Vox says softly, “is this supposed to be paradise?”
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19 Jan 2026