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"Radio AND video. Me and you; we could rule Hell, together, as partners"
"As partners? Are you proposing Vincent?"What if instead of laughing his ass off and rejecting Vox, Alastor made Vox propose to him? Aka Alastor having his own agenda while Vox just accepts everything having the time of his life.
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- Part 1 of Unexpected marriage
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23 Nov 2025
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They meet in fragments - behind radio wire and through the hum of static, between trench runs and stolen cigarettes.
In echoes of code, they become something whole.
The war ends. Not everything returns.
But their signal keeps echoing, long after it should have gone quiet.(WWI AU. Alastor and Vox meet during the war. Something is lost. Something remains. And the frequency never fades.)
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23 Nov 2025
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New Orleans, 1933.
Vincent Whittman’s assignment (punishment) seems simple enough: recruit Mr. Alastor Hartfelt, the city’s famed radio star.
But his trip derails the moment he meets the man dressed in a smile too sharp, with secrets too deep, and a presence that hums with something far beyond him.
One broken ritual binds them for decades, pulling them back to each other again and again, to the one soul neither can quite break away from.- Language:
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21 Nov 2025
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“I must say that, at the very least, the content was mildly entertaining. For all my good listeners, our friend “Vox” here wishes to one day be a big name in the “idiot box” industry. Haha! What a joke!”
He actually used that slang for TV. Vincent's face flushed hot.
“Now, you know my thoughts on the television. To think one of my fans– ”
I’m not your fan, I fucking insulted you in the letter! Vincent silently raged, gripping his rye glass so tightly he feared the glass would shatter in his hand.
“– would chase after such a boring and ridiculous dream crushes my heart! And being so sloppy in your execution is... well, it’s shameful! Where is the sophistication?! The cunning?” The commentator broke down into a series of sharp, rattling cackles, each laugh louder, more dismissive, than the last. “Probably shouldn’t brag then, eh?”
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Or, a universe where Alastor and Vox are both alive in the fifties, they hate eachother, and they bring chaos.
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20 Nov 2025
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“Why aren’t you sitting in the back of the bus?” Vox asked, his voice low but edged with a hint of intrigue, maybe even irritation.
The man raised an eyebrow, his tone calm as he responded, “The seats are open, aren’t they? Normally, nobody’s on this bus at this hour, so nobody minds. I’d hoped you wouldn’t either.”
Vox let out a weary sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “I’m too tired to give a damn.”
The man tilted his head slightly, an amused but almost wary glint in his eye. “You’re saying that, but you still brought it up. Seems like it was enough of a… bother for you to mention.” He shifted, starting to rise, his movements measured and quiet, as though he were used to slipping out of places.
Without thinking, Vox’s hand lifted in a brief motion to stop him. “Look, you don’t have to move. I don’t— I don’t care.” He heard the words fall out of his mouth, an unfamiliar softness slipping into his tone.
The man paused, the faintest crease appearing on his brow before he settled back down. His shoulders relaxed, and he gave Vox a nod, his expression neutral but with a flicker of acknowledgment in his gaze. “Well, then. Thank you… for tolerating me.”
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10 Nov 2025