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“I'm sorry, Val can't come to the phone right now.” by Lunangela, Simon_Sayez
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
23 Jun 2026
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Vox's grin widens maliciously—every bit the shark-like predator he truly is, showing clearly on his screen. He allows the extra voltage to dissipate harmlessly as he places his palms flat on the desk, leaning forward as he responds in a matching low voice, nearly a purring growl. "What the fuck does it matter to you as long as you get paid? Just spread your legs and smile pretty for the camera, like you always do."
Angel Dust matches the scowl and glare, leaning back in an air of nonchalance as if he is anywhere near the overlord’s level.
“Wow, like I haven’t ‘eard THAT one before,” Angel replies blandly with a roll of his eyes. “LOOK. I’m just ‘ere to HELP you, Flat-Face. I get paid either way, but your ‘business partner’—” he raises the bottom set to make the air quotes, returning to his hips while the top two continue enunciating his speech. “ —Is missin’. and I ain’t the ONLY one askin’ questions. Not ta’ mention Travis’s dumbass calls."
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- Part 74 of Carrots & Potatoes
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The princess is interrupted by a low rumble and the ground beneath their feet shaking. Before she can even turn back around, Lucifer has appeared, pinning Alastor back against the couch with a long angelic blade pressed to his throat. The Devil is in full regalia with intense, burning eyes and massive wings flared wide. The only sound in the room is the crackle of fire atop Lucifer's crown and the startled gasp of Charlie clasping her hands over her mouth.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO THIS TIME?! Go on! Give me a reason to end you RIGHT NOW, ASSHOLE!" Lucifer roars out with a thousand voices of the damned, growling so close to Alastor's face, the deer can feel the heat rolling off of the smaller man.
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- Part 73 of Carrots & Potatoes
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Rosie shakes off her thoughts, taking another sip of tea before answering. "Justa dab a blood for some rituals she was wantin’ ta practice. Nuthin’ I aint got plenty’a extra layin round. It's not a botha at all," she says, waving it off as a small favor between allies.
"I'm far more interested in some details ‘bout what you been upta’. Give ol’ Rosie some juicy bits, huh?"
“Very well,” Alastor acquiesces with another sigh as the spotlight is once more shifted onto him. “Did you get a chance to sample any of our…angelic, counterparts during the battle?” he hums, the radio demon’s arrogance returning with a wide grin, “Because that is but one of the rather extravagant meals Vox served to me~”
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- Part 72 of Carrots & Potatoes
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The radio demon chuckles under his breath, “Perhaps one day we can see how much we can scatter ourselves and still come back~” he challenges, personally unsure if he’ll ever be able to fully vanish into the ether like Vox can, but intrigued by how it would feel. The hint of it during that dip had been…tempting, to say the least—
Vox's claws tighten briefly on Alastor's back as his body goes rigid. He takes a moment to relax again before shaking his head. "No Never ask such a thing again."
Alastor’s grin falters for a split second, twisting in his confusion and the slight pain in his back.
Ah... Vox was really scared of this...
“...Hm. Alright.” He leans into the other’s chest, trying to comfort him, although Alastor is morbidly curious about how it feels to be spread across the internet to the depths that Vox described now…
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- Part 71 of Carrots & Potatoes
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NOT ON HIATUS, scheduling changes.
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- Part 70 of Carrots & Potatoes
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Carrots & Potatoes by Lunangela, Simon_Sayez
Fandom Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon), Helluva Boss (Web Series)
23 Jun 2026
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In 1933 Alastor manages to summon a demon with a rectangular, glowing head who keeps staring at him like he can't decide between tearing him apart and worshipping him at his feet.
Meanwhile, Vox just blew up himself and the entire universe and suddenly stands before a second chance. He simply has no idea what that second chance entails.
In other words: The demon Vox and human Alastor time travel roadtrip fic that spiralled and suddenly gained a plot
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Bookmarked by Simon_Sayez
07 May 2026
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And then came the voice.
It wasn't a shout, or even a notable increase in volume. It was simply... the voice. That alpha quality that Alastor deployed like a weapon, that deep resonance that vibrated in the bones and made the body obey before the mind could protest.
"Ask me for what you want," Alastor said, and every syllable was a command etched into Vox's marrow. "Politely. Or I won't consider it."
The effect was immediate.
Vox felt his body go from being taut as a violin string to melting like butter. His shoulders relaxed, his clenched teeth unclenched, and his knees suddenly became very unstable. The alpha command had found its target, had penetrated all his defenses, and his inner omega responded with a submission that was equally shameful and relieving.
Damn it, Vox thought, as his voice softened without his permission. Damn, damn, damn.
"Please," he said, and his tone was so low, so sweet, so pathetically submissive that he almost didn't recognize himself. "Please, Alastor. Make me a baby."
Bookmarked by Simon_Sayez
07 May 2026
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The ‘Radio Demon’ was never as frightened, as fragile as this; in his memories of the smiling, dead man from his past, his old friend was always so abrasive, so eager to laugh at him and put him down as if he was beneath him, somehow … maybe this was a moment where he should show some softness; if he taught Alastor he could bring both pain and comfort, then maybe, maybe he’d come closer to becoming the pliant pet he knew he could be.
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Everything he could've wanted was his. He's come into his crown; the throne was his, Heaven and Hell were his, Alastor was his. So why does he find himself becoming lost in the mirrors from his past, and the memory of Alastor from before?
Bookmarked by Simon_Sayez
19 Feb 2026
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“Double bass,” Vox murmured into Alastor's ear, static darting over his waist where blue claws gripped him tight. Vox's signal was warm, soothing – but filled with a certain restless energy, his good mood buzzing against Alastor's skin.
Alastor nodded, prepared for the strum of strings when they joined the melody of the band as his steps followed Vox's. He was content to let the other man take the lead – for now. Particularly given the fact that Vox was keeping an eye on things for them, smoothing out Alastor's nerves before they even properly managed to twist themselves into a panic.
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Months after the events that saw Alastor's deal broken, Lilith brought low and his freedom secured, Alastor still has some things to deal with. It was bad enough when he couldn't stand to walk into an elevator - but to be afraid of live music? Something must be done.
Luckily, his clever Picture Box has been thinking up a solution.
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- Part 17 of RadioStatic One Shots
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24 Jan 2026
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Alastor and Vox walk out of Blanche with a lot of questions. As well as one singular quest: find supplies so they can go back to the very important business of...
How does Vox put it?
Oh, right. 'Fucking like Catholic rabbits'.
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Bookmarked by Simon_Sayez
22 Jan 2026