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At the next lingering glance, Alastor leans back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. The action clearly makes Vox regret looking, and he snaps his gaze back to Valentino so quickly he may have pulled a muscle. Time to strike.
“Is it working?”
The way Vox tenses at Alastor’s question is gratifying, almost as much as the look of utter confusion on his face when he turns back. “What?”
“Is it working? This little demonstration—is it making you feel powerful?”
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OR: Instead of just sitting in the cuck chair and glowering, Alastor doms the shit out of Vox.
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The Cat’s Out of the Bag (And We’re In the Bed) by werki
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
01 Mar 2026
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Alastor and Lucifer are fighting yet again. But when KeeKee decides she’s had enough of their bickering, she locks them in a magically reinforced room with a singular, king-sized bed and a loss of their powers. And when Alastor wakes up in the middle of the night to find a very frustrated, very needy King using his hand without permission... he gets a little needy himself.
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“You’re making me angry.”
Vox leaned on his elbow, a playful smirk on his screen when he stared at Alastor and asked, curious;
“And what exactly happens when you’re angry?”
“You don’t want to find out.”
“No, no, I do!” Vox nodded, looking way too enthusiastical.
“Because, you know, what actually can you do to me? You’re a fragile little human and I am a demon. A god… well, almost. I’m taller than you and much stronger. And I have powers!”
Vox looked at Alastor with pity. “And you? What can you do, Al?”
Alastor's voice was soft and sweet, when he replied, “Do you want a presentation, dear?”
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Vox spends his afterlife serving other people. Remembering their orders, bringing them their drinks and cleaning up their mess. All with a strained smile. He spends most days in the bar that he works at, looking back at his life before hell. How he was above everyone, control at his fingertips.
Now? That control is gone. Especially when a certain overlord dressed in red makes him question many things.
In other words, Vox thought he hated losing control. But he realises he needs structure and instructions. Alastor teaches him how to relish in the lack of power.
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Calliope, caught in a contract with an Overlord, desires freedom. Breaking her bonded contract, she vanishes, turning away from the forced life she had for seven years. She wanders Hell, not knowing what to do or where to go, until she sees a commercial for the Hazbin Hotel. Being accepted as a guest, she attempts redemption, wanting to pay for the sins she has committed. There she meets Alastor, the Radio Demon, someone she’s admired since before his sabbatical.
Alastor, the proclaimed Radio Demon, returns after vanishing for seven years. He begins assisting Charlie Morningstar with Hazbin Hotel as the Facility Manager. Though he smiles a dangerous grin, no one understands the turmoil within. Then, on the fifth day of the hotel, he meets Calliope, the newest guest. Something snaps inside Alastor, where he needs to be around Calliope, to ensure her safety from those who could harm her, possibly himself.
Together, they discover a bond neither knew could happen. Unbreakable. Daring. Potentially loving. In the Hazbin Hotel, their connection is tested as they learn to lean on each other. But secrets lie hidden, and if they were to come out into the light, would this relationship survive? They’re about to find out.
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L̶o̶v̶e̶?̶ Obsession, It's a Dangerous Thing by yaoicocaineaddict
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
28 Feb 2026
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Alastor was in over his head, not being able to end Vincent’s life after kidnapping him. Now he had to figure out what to do with the man tied up to a chair in his cabin. Probably his most hasty decision he’d ever made.
And now the police were sniffing around town, looking for the high-profile man from out of state, or whatever was left of him.
Alastor was not interested in letting Vincent go. And his captive didn’t really seem interested in escaping anyway.
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- Part 2 of Tales from Torture City
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Some fluffy queerplatonic radiostatic set in a universe where Alastor had accepted Vox's deal to be partners.
Sometimes Vox just needs to be dominated for his own good and Alastor is happy to help (but in a wholesome way). -
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Valentino receives a commission from a most generous client. In a stroke of serendipitous fortune, he discovers the perfect little gem to sate the client’s darkest, most carnal desires, a sweet, innocent maiden, untainted and ripe for the plucking.
And it so happens Alastor ends up with a new soul under his belt, who just so happens to capture the attention of the king of hell. In this vicious game of tug of war, who wins? Will the hotel crew learn of Alastor’s twisted deal? How will the girl utilise the perks?
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The dust has settled after the finale. The buildings have been restored overnight (by themselves, surely), everyone who hasn't died is alive, and everything is better for everyone forever. There is literally no baggage left, and everyone is absolutely, definitely, totally fine.
Or at least this is true if you ask Alastor! Who is definitely the most fine of them all.
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- Part 2 of Alastor's Terrible Night
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“I tasted him, too, just like you did that night at the tree.”
“...And how was it?” Alastor murmurs, soft.
“Sweet. Warm too, he was still fresh when I licked the knife. Couldn't keep the taste out of my mouth for days, it clung to my throat– made me think of you, again.”
The building heat deep inside him curls, and Vincent just notices his hands have slipped to Alastor's vest – he has them wrapped around that sinful waist, feeling the pulse under his palms. He can feel every shift of Alastor's muscles, everything. It's a delirious feeling that makes him lightheaded.
He gasps. “God– Alastor… Wish I could taste you, too.”
Amidst the numerous research papers and the bonding ritual, Vincent proves to Alastor that he can be good.
Vincent discovers the depths of his own desires and learns to decipher a bit more of Alastor's signs.
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Is there anything going on in that pretty little head? by twinkified (Shakespeared)
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
25 Feb 2026
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Vincent’s stomach did a giddy flip as he was roughly shoved over the edge, and he whimpered when Alastor kicked his legs open, forcing him to arch over the table. He leaned over Vincent’s back, tracing his fingers down his spine just to watch him shiver. He truly did look pretty like this, so pliant under Alastor’s hands, and Alastor found himself inclined to keep him.
Alastor ran his fingers back up Vincent’s spine, before reaching in front of the younger man to tap his lips lightly. “Open, puppy.”
Vincent, as always, was eager to please.
OR Vincent's been on his best behavior and Alastor can't keep his hands off his good boy
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while alastor is snopping through lucifers room (ignoring the sign, and licifer who is there) he finds some strange objects under the bed. lucifer explains a bit. alastor gets intrigued
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Vox has a special and secret place somewhere. It's his favourite place, hidden away from any onlookers, who wishes to judge. A place where he can be himself fully...
He is both rich and famous, living a life of materialistic luxury. People also finds him very charismatic, he is a leader. Everyone is looking to him for answers. And he has immense power over other sinners in hell. He is used to always getting things his way...
Yet he HATES his life in secret. He is lacking real connection. He wants someone to see him. He wants someone to be special to him. And he knows who that person is....
He LOVES his special place.Series
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Every year–around the same time Alastor repeated the same, long, and dreadful cycle of discomfort, pain, and just plain disgust in general, and when these annoying and for some reason– mandatory cycles came around, Alastor never really was fond of the idea of anyone in the hotel seeing him in such a state; red,hot,and sweaty from a first glance.
Alastor often wondered why he had to go through it, why him? It wasn't his fault he took the form of a stupid deer; so why did he have to go through these rut cycles? It was plainly annoying.
Lucifer had recently made his finalizations to moving in the hotel and making his room look his own with the decorative ducks and paintings and pictures of the morningstar family. One morning he went down to get some coffee before he was interrupted by his daughter who asked him the favor–or the more unfavorable task of checking up on the radio demon who seemed to have died and is now rotting in his room like the carcasses he’d eat. Charlie had noticed he hadn't been out and about like usual. And Lucifer hated to admit it but so did he–it was unnerving without the bickering around every corner; for Lucifer and everyone else. and he just couldnt say no to a cute face like Charlies.
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Alastor Being A Gay Menace For Three Hours And Thirty-Four Minutes by AsagiStilinski
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
23 Feb 2026
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"Come here,"
Angel dropped like a ton of bricks, crawling closer and eagerly settling between his legs, staring up at him like a puppy waiting for a treat
"You know what I meant," Alastor huffed with obvious amusement, nudging Angel's shoulder for him to turn around
"You just love being between my legs, don't you?"
Angel bit his tongue, turning obediently, face pink as he shifted on his knees to face away from his partner
"...Yeah, yeah I do..."
"I know,"
Oh fuck him entirely, Alastor knew exactly what he was doing, and he was doing it on fucking purpose
Or: Angel has a crush on Alastor, Alastor knows that and doesn't reciprocate
so he says, but he just can't resist teasing poor Angel anyway -
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While he's busy with his campaign to conquer heaven, Vox is given hope he'd long since abandoned and distracted by an old goal: the prospect of a real relationship with Alastor.
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Lucifer has a plan. And that plan is simple: stop letting Alastor dismantle him. He’ll play the part of the obedient king, pull the strings from below, and finally prove that he’s the one in control of their little... arrangement.
It’s a foolproof plan. Right up until Alastor stops talking and starts using his hands.
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A man’s going to die tonight.
Vincent Whittman is someone who inspires words like 'nice' and 'a little odd'. The kind of person whose darkest sin can only be bad tipping or disregard of social cues. Right?
Working at a New York television station, he's yet another man with ambition larger than himself.
Tonight, he's going for the throat, ready to seize his fate. Until a single misstep, one slip of a mask, in front of a stranger upends his entire plan and Vincent, the self-proclaimed master puppeteer, finds himself a mere marionette.The radio host from New Orleans, Alastor Hartfelt, cannot be conquered in ways Vincent knows of. He seems to unravel him faster than a predator rips prey. Vincent's in trouble. Yet, cannot stay away.
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or: Alastor visits NYC for unspecified business, and Vincent, an aspiring TV star and killer, fumbles fast. Desperate, he bends his career for a chase as control slowly slips through his fingers. Murder, obsession and unconventional romance ensue. -
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When TV darling Vincent Whittman has to downsize into a housemate situation he realises that he has less grip on his composure than he thought. When it comes to Alastor Hartfelt, he finds himself making decisions that he would never under any other circumstance.
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“I can’t sleep.”
Alastor’s eyes stayed at the book he was reading, when he asked, “Do you want me to fuck you?”
Vincent blinked slowly, thinking he had misheard, “What?”
Alastor shrugged, “I heard that orgasm is the best way to cure insomnia.”
He turned to Vincent, one of his eyebrows up, his voice bored, “So, you want me to fuck you or not?”
And there was no way Vincent could say anything else than yes.