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Cast Your Shadow by seasick_sparrowhawk for pistachiochoux
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
14 Jun 2026
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‘It disappeared, and then when I realised–’ Alastor swallows. ‘So I came by to fetch it, and, Vox, I did not mean for it to…’
‘Uh huh,’ Vox says. The shadow is not helping. It decides that now is the time to cosy up, seeking her attention. Vox’s gaze slides over to assess it.
‘You told me once that this is an extension of you.’
Alastor fantasises about being gunned down in a forest again and ripped apart by dogs. That would be more pleasant than this conversation.
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13 Jul 2026
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"So..." Eve squirmed in her seat. "It... is safe?" Her chest rose and fell deeply as the quiet in the room amplified to an uncomfortable degree. "...Right?"
Lilith smiled warmly, the motion practiced to the point of robotical. "Of course. We are aware of the potential risks, which is why we took every precation necessary to assure the safety of our volunteers."
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The road to hell is paved with good intentions and the pride of two mad scientists.
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12 Jul 2026
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Mormon AU
Vincent is a 19-year-old boy on his Mormon Mission, out converting people and giving them the perfect gospel of Joseph Smith.
Alastor find interets less in the Religion and much more in the fact that an adorable charismatic boy showed up on his doorstep to tell him about a neat book he's got.
Final chapter amount may change due to bad planning skills
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08 Jul 2026
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Vox is going nuts. Their baby is over a week old by now (8 days and roughly 14 hours; that’s as precise as Vox can get because Alastor fucked off and gave birth without him and never even looked at the clock) and she STILL doesn’t have a valid birth certificate because her papa keeps shooting down Vox’s name ideas while also refusing to provide any of his own.
Don’t get him wrong, Vox is happy to let Alastor pick out their daughter’s name… but he didn’t think it would lead to such decision paralysis! How is he supposed to shove baby photos down everyone’s throat when he can’t answer the obvious and inevitable follow-up question of “Aw! What’s her name?” (Not that this has stopped him, but it’s been awkward.)
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25 Jun 2026
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“Will you remember this when we stop?” Vox asks frantically.
Alastor’s eyebrows furrow, just for a second. “Do you want me to?”
“No!” Vox practically shouts, flailing his hands in front of himself, “Fuck, no, forget this. Don’t remember anything.”
“Okay,” Alastor says simply.
Vox blinks at him. He could… There are things he knows he’ll never hear out of Alastor’s mouth. Simple endearments, reassurances… Things no one has ever said to him.
Things Alastor would never say to him. Not of his own free will. It scares him to recognize what he’d give to hear them.
It’s pathetic, he knows, to use hypnosis to be told that he’s something worth cherishing. To have to use it, because he knows he’ll never hear it otherwise, and he can’t fucking stand it.
To want it all bad enough to do it anyway.
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In which Vox uses his newfound hypnosis ability to make a fucking mess.
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21 Jun 2026