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Vox and Alastor have a deal. Once a month they roleplay around an alternating theme of their choice. Indulging in kinky no strings attached sex and fetishes.
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05 Feb 2026
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“Turn it off.” Alastor’s hand clamps around Vox’s wrist.
“Al. Come on. There can’t be nothing.”
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30 Jan 2026
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“Are we celebrating something? I must say, the invitation was quite spontaneous! Not that I mind, of course. It’s always pleasant to spend a lovely evening in the company of a dear friend, isn’t it?”
Vox stiffened, and his first instinct was to blurt out, 'You don’t know what day it is?' Because seriously—he had been under the impression that Alastor accepting his dinner invite for Valentine’s Day already meant something.
Alastor sat down with his usual effortless grace. “Well, whatever the reason, I certainly appreciate the effort! It’s been ages since I’ve received such a delightfully personal invitation for dinner from you.”
Vox stared at him. Then, at the table. Then back at him.
This had to be a joke.
Alastor met his gaze, still smiling, still wholly unfazed.
It was not a joke.
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Or — Vox had spent days preparing the perfect Valentine's Dinner Date for Alastor and him, planning to confess his feelings, but everything seems to go wrong, and Alastor is not catching any romantic hint he's throwing his way. When Valentino decides to get involved, playing the jealous ex and sabotaging their date, everything seems ruined.
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Bookmarked by timeSpiralledd
24 Jan 2026
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“You’ve improved yourself right out of recognition.”
Vox turns in his chair, screen flaring brighter in unease. There’s a tiny, traitorous lift in him at the almost-compliment. “Say what you mean.”
Alastor’s eyes gleam. “At which update,” he asks softly, “did you stop being the original?”
Or, during a routine system update, Vox is forced to confront the shifting boundaries of his identity, all under the unnervingly attentive gaze of Alastor.
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20 Dec 2025
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Alastor had been grappling with strange, unwelcome feelings toward Vox—feelings that twisted tighter every time the blue demon so much as brushed against him. Alastor tried to dismiss it as irritation, a byproduct of proximity and pride.
But denial had its limits.
The tension had been building too long, humming beneath the surface like a wire stretched too thin. At last, Alastor decided to stop running from it. He was going to do something about it.
(Based on a comic by artist Shunyhuny and other artists! Their illustrations and posts will be linked in the text.)
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