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After Vox’s defeat, he makes a deal with Roo to regain a semblance of control. The only problem is that he ends up in a strange, modified reality as Charlie’s big brother.
He uses his new political power to try to get back everything he lost. But a certain deer demon remembers everything, and his main goal is to put things back the way they’re supposed to be. And his main plan is seduction?
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The Might of Lilith explodes and Vox has a front row seat to the destruction he has wrought.
Except he's not dead. He's alive in his office and watching Charlie Morningstar's disastrous interview live on screen, exactly one year before Pentagram City is reduced to ash.
He can work with this. All he has to do is stay away from that stupid hotel for a year and everything will be fine.
Unfortunately, a certain Radio demon has opinions about his old pal ignoring his return.
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This was supposed to be a 10k special but it ended up being a 5k special
Vox won Hell's hottest man like a year ago and in celebration!
Here is everyone flirting with Vox and him being nonethewiser
Disclaimer- I know jackshit about flirting and brute forced my way through it
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Training Session (gone sexual!) by theclownbehindtheslaughter
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
31 Jul 2024
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Alastor often has ‘training sessions’ with his wife, and usually they were quite tame and innocent in nature, such as teaching her to sew or have her help with cooking— but, this time Alastor decides to opt for a more… unconventional method.
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BottomAlastorWeek2024 Day 1: Milking
What if once a year, Alastor set an entire day aside, to work through his bodies functional needs?
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Spreading his legs a little wider, Alastor curled a slick finger at his shadow.
“Get to it.”
Charging forward, the shadow buzzed in excitement, pushing Alastor’s leg onto its shoulder and hiking it up higher, dildo rubbing against the puckered entrance, chest heaving with false breaths, pressing forward–
A sharp screech shot through the air, Alastor’s hips jolting away at the touch, snarling and eyes spinning with radio dials.
“Idiot! Put some lubricant on it, it’s too dry!”
The shadow beeped in apology, ears tucking back as it grabbed the lube, pouring a generous amount onto the dildo and rubbing it onto the silicone.
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- Part 1 of Bottom Alastor Week 2024