MyTrueLoveIsPasta
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"So you lost it."
"I didn't exactly lose it--"
"You lost your ring. Our-- our wedding ring."
"Alright." Alastor breathes through his nose and has to stop his antlers before they grow in size out of anger. "I lost it. Satisfied?"
"𝘌𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺!"
This definitely catches Alastor off guard.
"I beg your pardon?"Or
Alastor loses his wedding ring. Vox sees him without it and his mind skips to all the wrong conclusions.Series
- Part 1 of (Un)conventionally married Alastor/Vox
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17 Jun 2026
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The first thing Vox feels when he wakes up is something crashing down his bicep. There is no smell of coffee in the air, no radio playing, no sound of water running and Vox forces his mind to remember what day it is, what time it is, where would his husband be since he probably wasn't in the bathroom or in their kitchen--
He got his answer as soon as he turned his head towards their window.
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Vox wakes up early for the first time and finds Alastor asleep. He watches him like the lovestruck creep he is.Series
- Part 2 of (Un)conventionally married Alastor/Vox
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17 Jun 2026
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Vox was not jealous.
No, that's it. There's no but. He was never jealous. Ever. Period. End of discussion.
But the more he was seeing Alastor --his husband-- talk to that guy, the more he wanted to make that nobody's death look like an accident.Or
Vox gets totally (not) jealous when Alastor starts talking to a fan.Series
- Part 3 of (Un)conventionally married Alastor/Vox
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17 Jun 2026
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“Vox,” Alastor says, with saintlike patience. He may as well practice, given how much he’s obviously going to need it imminently. “I really do think that you should, at a minimum, bring flowers.”
“She’s a high-powered businesswoman,” Vox dismisses. “I know you’re old-fashioned, Al, but Velvette’s right. Powerful women don’t actually like being treated like a hot date you can bribe with flowers and chocolates.”
God help them all. No, really. Is it too late to start praying?
“This is a terrible time for your feminist awakening,” Alastor snaps. “You said it yourself—Rosie is my dearest friend. And as bribes go, she likes roses.”
Vox narrows his eyes at Alastor with actual hurt in them. Oh, what now.
“I can’t believe you’re actually admitting it,” he says.
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(In his grand campaign to win the favor of every major Overlord, Vox may have met his match with Rosie. Good thing he has his old pal Alastor to help!)
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- Part 5 of They Could Have Been Worse
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02 Jun 2026
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”You’d call everything off right now, just for this?”
Just for this, he says. As though it’s trivial. As though it isn’t everything that Vox has dreamt of every night for the past several decades. As though the rejection doesn’t sting just as sharply every time he wakes up and reaches to the other side of a cold bed, hands searching for a lover that will never be there, and hears callous laughter echoing in the back of his skull.
Vox sucks in a shaky breath, closing his eyes. He tilts his face downward, unable to look at Alastor when he admits it. He almost can’t bring himself to, sure that Alastor is already certain of the answer.
”Yes,” he whispers.
”You can’t be serious,” Alastor says quietly.
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In which many things come to light, all earth-shattering.
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11 May 2026