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C'est sur cette plage qu'il l'a rencontré. Il venait voir, comme d'habitude, le coucher de soleil sur la mer.
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Alastor Boudreaux enjoyed the simple things in life: a couple fingers of whiskey after a long day, the dulcet tones of the piano as he played at Mimzy’s club for an adoring audience, and the warm spray of blood as he plunged his knife into his screaming victims.
Alastor’s kills are his greatest source of entertainment, and he prides himself on his work and reign of terror. Everything had been going great, that is until more bodies started piling up…ones that he had not produced. Not only was a copycat stealing his credit, but the kills themselves were downright sloppy!
This affront would absolutely not stand. Alastor would find his competitor and make him pay.
Which is exactly what Vincent Whitman wants! Tales and news reports of the Cannibal Butcher had been gaining traction for years, and he had been following for a long while. Now that Vincent, an up and coming news anchor, had secured a job in the very city his idol had turned into a hunting ground, he could finally track the man down. He only hoped the old saying about never meeting your idols proved to be false.
The lunar eclipse looms as these two play their bloody game, but only one could rise to the top.
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21 Jun 2026
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Alastor mulled the deal over before offering, "I will remain here for one year and allow you one kiss per day, in exchange for ten years of your own. A kiss only, and only on the face or lips."
"What if you decide you want more than a kiss?" Vincent asked, gaze zeroing in on the lips in question.
He had to bite back laugh. "Well, that will be at my personal discretion, though you're certainly allowed to try and curry further favor!"
"Deal!" he said, shoving his hand in Alastor's face.
He grinned as he took it, giving it a single pump. His power flared to life around them, all flashing greens, deepening shadows, and disembodied screams.
Vincent was undeterred. The instant their hands separated, he cupped Alastor's face in both of his, pressing warm lips to his own.
Well, Alastor supposed he'd agreed to worse in exchange for less in the past...
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Vincent believes he's created the first true Al: Alastor. (Un?)Fortunately for him, Alastor, is actually a demon from another plane. While Alastor begins his year in the human world planning to gather as many souls as possible, he gradually realizes there's only one he truly wants.
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21 Jun 2026
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The often toxic quite complicated and sad incredibly kinky sometimes soft and eventually surprisingly healthy relationship between Alastor and Vox through the course of over 70 years.
Series of one-shots set in the same universe, but separate enough from each other that you don't have to read the other fics if only one catches your eye. They may reference past fics on occasion, but probably not in a way that will leave you too confused.
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21 Jun 2026
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A single, sharp thump against his ribs. Hard enough to feel. Hard enough that his breath hitched. He couldn’t stop watching Vox. Vox shining. Vox gloating. Vox destroying the King of Hell in front of thousands. Vox basking in triumph like it was a second skin.
The cameras zoomed in on his grin. The curve of neon light across his face, lit like desire or malice or both. Alastor’s fingers flexed against the restraints. The ropes burned. He liked it. Hated that he liked it. His smile didn’t break, but it faltered, just a flicker, a millisecond, a glitch. He felt heat coil in his gut, something foreign and unwelcome and dangerously alive.
“Damn you,” he whispered, barely audible, his radio voice cracking beneath the words.
(Alastor reconsiders his feelings? for Vox after the Vox Populi performance)Series
- Part 2 of part-time soulmate, full-time problem
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20 Jun 2026
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*Oneshot now turned twoshot. Part 2 up!
Alastor likes to play a game every rut cycle. He’ll go to a bar and scout out potential partners. He doesn’t actually plan on having sex with any of them and never does. But he finds the chase exciting. He likes to get their hopes up and then dash them.
This rut cycle, his mark is a new demon whose strange box head fascinates Alastor. Then the demon tells Alastor he also has two penises.
Intrigued, Alastor asks to take a peek.
Shameless smut written for bottom Alastor week on Twitter, prompt “Rut/ Dirty Talk.” Alastor has deer traits and is in a rut. Vox has two shark dicks (including the spines.)
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19 Jun 2026