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Baby I've Changed (and other empty promises) by MuveMuse
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series)
05 Apr 2022
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If you like self insert as (blank) you might like this.
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Matthew had died a lot.
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Alastor was content to wait for his destined to cross paths to him what was the point if having a soulmate if not to be with them.
Or he was until-
“I would like to make you an offer radio demon, one that I can compensate you quiet heavily for,” Lilith explained before holding out her hand a bright electrical heart appearing and floating pulsing with a blue light.
“But. If you accept this new task without sidelining your first, and stay in Rosie’s thrall, you’ll have, much, much more time to work on it… and for your compensation,” Lilith lowered her hand showing the pulsing magic flinging sparks around Alastor’s eyes locked on it mesmerized.
“Your soulmate by your side to help you,”
(I still fucking suck ass at sumneries I'm sorry but fuckit Vox in a box)
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25 Dec 2025
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(Author sucks at summaries and this is a super depressing fic heed warnings. Like this fic is literally about Alastor finding out Vox has clinical depression at a Halloween party because of a maid dress.)
Inspired by artwork from @ deb__sketches , the artwork was funny this fic was supposed to be funny the fic is pure angst, what have I done vfqqecwadcwdqc
Vox plays mind games, Alastor knows this. Alastor knows these games so well he can predict and anticipate Vox exactly. Until he realizes he was never predicting Vox right at all. Vox strung him along like everyone else he ever knew and now Alastor has to face the truth that Vox was always acting. That the one person he thought he knew best had really been nothing more then a facade made to please him, Alastor will not stand for that. He finds the real Vox so much more pleasing now he has to help Vox find himself.
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"Oh yeah," Vox wheezed, laughing so hard that digital tears leaked down his screen. Even Alastor bit back a chuckle. "Since everything's a fucking Disney ripoff anyway, why not offer me your hand in marriage to save your kingdom or some shit? You don't even have to kneel at this height!"
Lucifer suddenly remembered an old story a temp Sinner at the hotel had shared. It was called the dick-in-the-can story and it meant exactly what it meant. The Sinner knew it would be a stupid endeavor, but they had decided to do it anyway. The dare wasn't even a tempting offer. It had no positive reward. It just existed. It was on the record. It was putting a hand in the cage, knowing that the animal inside was rabid, except the hand was the dick and the cage was an old Pepsi can. It was the act of doing it because why not. Why not be that one moral of the story to the dick-in-the-can fable.
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Canon divergence from both S2E5 and the S2 finale. Following the rally, Lucifer does a last-ditch effort to stop the war against Heaven by...offering his hand in marriage. To Vox. Of all people. Skip forward to post-finale, where Vox is now the lowly tech guy at the Hotel and still, somehow, the devil's spouse.
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24 Dec 2025
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After his big plan to rule the heavens goes down in flames, Vox finds himself powerless and out of luck. With no influence left and nowhere else to go, he somehow ends up at the Hazbin Hotel — and to his absolute horror, he’s stuck working there as the new receptionist.
He hates the job, he hates the guests, and he really hates that deer-looking sinner who won’t stop smirking at him. Most of the others have already lost their patience with him, but Charlie still insists on believing there’s some good left in him.
Of course, just when things couldn’t get worse, new problems start showing up at the hotel... and it doesn’t matter how much Vox complains, he’s getting dragged into it anyway.
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23 Dec 2025
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Vincent didn't ask to wake up as Vox. He didn't ask for a head that's literally a TV screen, a system that roasts his taste in media, or business partners who think a temper tantrum means shorting out half the Pride Ring. But here he is—CEO of VoxTek, babysitter to the world's most unstable moth pimp, and trying to survive in Hazbin Hotel with metaknowledge that may or may not keep him alive.
The system says he triggered it with "Trash writing, 2/10 Series." The system also thinks making him sing musical numbers is hilarious. Vincent thinks the system can go fuck itself.
Welcome to Hell. Try not to glitch out.