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Vox doesn't waste the moment. He pushes on like he practiced, so the words wouldn't get caught in his throat. "So, I've been thinking, Alastor, with your incredible power and my massive influence, we would be unstoppable: Radio and Video. Me and you, we could rule Hell together as soulmates!" Vox reaches his hand out, hopeful Alastor will take it and will prove what Vox already knows, that they're perfect halves, fated to be together.
They may never have met during their lifetimes. Still, Vox spent years tracing the careful calligraphy of the name Alastor that wrapped around his wrist, and here was Alastor, perfect and beautiful, right in front of him. Hell may have erased the marks, replaced the names with a simple touch and a light zap to make it all the harder to find your missing half, and all the easier to accidentally hurt them, but Vox knew Alastor was his soulmate. He found him. He can feel it in his bones, in the way their signals bounce happily off one another, in the way Alastor smiles at him.
Or Vox business proposal doesn't go as planned even when the universe marks them as perfect for each other.
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Smoke pours out of the kitchen as Vox hurries out with a heaping pile of food blackened beyond all recognition. “You’ll have to tell me what you think. I tried a new seasoning!” Vox babbles happily using his claws to take a piece of what is presumably food and nibbling it. Alastor hums and pulls the serving dish to himself, taking a fair amount, resigned to the fact that he would be following this meal with something raw to get the taste out of his mouth.
“Maybe we should—” Charlie starts, her smile has slipped as she eyes the smoking breakfast. She picks up the fork and Alastor gives her a pleased nod.
Alastor spears a large piece, not bothering to cut it. It would probably turn to ash on his plate if he tried. He slips it into his mouth and swallows without chewing. He smacks his lips a few times to clear the taste before he turns to Vox with a smile. “It’s delicious as always dear. So delicious in fact that I expect everyone here will clean their plates.” Alastor hears audible gulps from around the table.
Or Alastor finds Vox and takes him home. Them becoming mates is purely happenstance. The rest of hell is simply along for the ride. It’ll be fine, provided they keep Vox out of the kitchen.
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Vox stared at the calendar reminder blinking at the bottom of his screen. It couldn't be that time of year again. It was only, his processors buzzed as he calculated, shit! Twelve months ago now. Okay, it was fine; he just needed to rearrange his schedule for the next week because there's no way he's getting out of this. He's honestly surprised he doesn't already have Alastor knocking on his door, here to collect him on her behalf.
Charlie got a bit protective during her rut and that tended to bleed out a few days before and after. Even the princess of Hell wasn't immune to the stupid hormones that plagued all of Pride.
Vox sighs and closes out his screen. For once, his office was dark, except for the shimmering bioluminescence of his sharks. He stands and straightens his coat. He should probably change into something more comfortable before he zaps his way over to the hotel.
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- Part 9 of Omega Vox Week 2025
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Vox glares at her. Despite his partners' beliefs, he does not spend 24/7 obsessing about the Radio Demon. "Would you just listen?" He snaps.
That finally seems to register with Velvette as she slips the wrecked phone into one of her endless pockets. She eyes him up and down and finally asks, "What sort of problem?"
Valentino's good antenna twitches and his grin widens. "Oh, a sexy problem! Why didn't you start with that Voxxy?"
"I was trying to!" Vox hisses out as the two alphas in front of him finally get with the program.
"Well, you're clearly still mostly in your right mind. It should be fine; just get up there and do the usual dog and pony show. Blah, blah profits, blah blah 'Trust Us!'"
"Velvette," Vox says, trying to keep his sound level even and not glitch out in frustration, "I am leaking slick. I probably have five minutes before my slacks are completely soaked, and everyone can smell me."
Or Vox has early heat symptoms at the worst possible moment. His partners do not make it better.
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- Part 8 of Omega Vox Week 2025
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"Where are your alphas?" Is the question Vox is greeted with as he strolls through the door. He grits his teeth, pretends to adjust his cufflinks, and paints on his signature showman smile.
"My partners Valentino and Velvette will be joining us later." He says simply as he ushers the squid sinner into the room. Despite his… rather off putting and wriggly form, the other sinner was an executive of an underwater mining company, rare compounds, and hell metals. So Vox was willing to put up with a few more impolite comments about his second gender than he otherwise would have.
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- Part 7 of Omega Vox Week 2025
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Vox tries to figure out what gift to get for Alastor. Valentino helps him out.. sort of. He ends up being right, but that doesn’t mean Vox isn’t worried as hell. Please double-check the tags before reading- though I promise nothing from Alastor is non-consensual!
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In lieu of smashing his phone again, a cushion is shredded, fluff flying. Angry squeaks echo. What the fuck, Vox? Is he doing this on purpose? He tells Val that he l-loves him, and then ignores him for work – why? To make Val actually crazy? It’s fucking Christmas Eve!
Val will show Vox how easy it is to say ‘no’. With a vindictive flick of his fingertip, he scraps the schedule for the rest of the day. Hah! There.
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It's Christmas at V Tower, and workaholic Vox still has not learned his lesson. Luckily, Val feels in the mood for teaching him.
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- Part 3 of Hang Your Head
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24 Dec 2025
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Vox needs to piece a new body together for himself after his (totally unjust) beheading, but he's interrupted by a certain someone looking to finish old business. Worse, his system manages to malfunction in just such a way that feelings end up being discussed. Oh, the horror.
Or, Alastor and Vox clear up a 70-year misunderstanding via slapfight. Then they go out for dinner.
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- Part 1 of Post-Nuke Nonsense
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24 Dec 2025
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(Companion piece to Whorebug)
Roleswap fic!
In hell, your damnation is a little more personalized.
Vox has known Charlie for three weeks and if anything were to happen to her or the hotel he’d…
Well, he’d like to think he’d do something.
Giving a fuck about anything or anyone is a relatively new experience for him, but one he’s now tentatively willing to embrace. A decision wholly supported by Charlie, who hopes to guide him.
Tonight, his job is to… rest.
Unfortunately, a text from a certain moth demon forces him to navigate new, intense feelings and reexamine what exactly he’s willing to do for the ones he cares about.
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22 Dec 2025
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Vox has chosen a fresh start in old hands. Maybe this time, he'll get it right.
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23 Dec 2025