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“Ignore him, V.”
It was a simple task, by all means. An easy way to finally get rid of his pesky feelings once and for all. It’d most likely work too. If Vox would just ignore the man, forget he ever existed, Vox would be happier. It was a good coping mechanism. Moving on from the man who plagued his thoughts—made his life miserable.
Velvette suggested that very idea now. Valentino had echoed that sentiment many times in the past. Honestly, Vox told himself the same thing a million times per day as well. Three people in his life (if he counted himself, and he did) telling him to ignore the Radio Demon. Telling him to move on, forget, never think about him again.
It was never that easy, though. Especially when Vox didn’t want to move on from Alastor—deep down, he didn’t even know what not obsessing over him would feel like. It would be atypical, unlike what his teammates seemed to think about his normal being the atypical part of himself. But when Velvette mentions something that peaks his interest, well, Vox can’t help but want to try to ignore Alastor one last time.
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03 Mar 2026
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TRANSCENDING MY COMMON SENSE, IT GREW AND BURST INTO A LOVE SO BAD THAT IT FEELS GOOD by theclownbehindtheslaughter
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
24 Sep 2024
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This was supposed to be normal, just in and out like Alastor had become accustomed to in the recent months. Simple as that, right?
Sadly, nothing is that simple when his dearest picture box was involved.
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- Part 2 of DON'T CHA, DON'T YA KNOW I LOVE YA?
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20 Feb 2026
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Alastor huffed, leaning forward, voice rising with that familiar theatrically sharp edge. “Do you think I am amused? That this this deliberate avoidance would go unnoticed? That your petty games, your careful withdrawal, would not rattle me, gnaw at my patience?!” He gestured wildly, as though the air itself had been complicit in Vox’s crimes. “I am not accustomed to being ignored! Not by anyone! Certainly not by you!”
A pause. Vox leaned forward, elbows resting on his desk now, fingers tapping in silent rhythm. And then words. Complete sentences. Complete thoughts.
“I’ve lost myself in you for too long,” Vox said, and Alastor’s breath caught slightly at the weight behind the voice. “I’ve missed out on so many friendships, so much love. I don’t blame you. I did it to myself, really falling for the Radio Demon’s trap. You’re an enigma. It’s not your fault. It’s your nature.”
The words landed like blunt instruments against Alastor’s carefully constructed armour. He froze, cane halfway lifted, mouth opening and closing like a puppet caught mid performance.
or the one where vox tries (and fails) to move on.
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11 Dec 2025
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Alastor didn’t even realize he was quite literally a deer in headlights, he was just so enamored with the vehicle that he ignored the multiple honks from the driver and in a matter of seconds, the beautiful car slammed into Alastor, throwing him a few feet backwards before finally coming to a stop.
“You’re bleeding there, deer,” Vox remarked, still smirking. “Need a lift to your place?”
“That would be…kind, thank you,” Alastor replied, not expecting that.
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Getting hit by Vox's car in the 1960s leads to a chain of events in Alastor's afterlife that leads him sell his soul and find it again in the Hazbin Hotel. Along the way, he learns how to love.
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28 Nov 2025