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Conditions Must Be Met by mypookiebearr
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series), Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
12 Oct 2025
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Despite his external appearance, usually held together and pristine, Alastor has been feeling rather,, wound up, so to say.
Nothing was necessarily the matter, at least from what he can remember; however, this was the issue. He should be able to remember what exactly was the matter and why he feels so strange recently. He could sense there being something off, but, so far, Alastor has no recollection of anything out of the ordinary, besides the fact he has seemingly been having fainting episodes.
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Vox uses his hypnosis to repeatedly take Alastor in as his part-time pet.
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warnings and clarifications in notes.
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Valentino crossed a line at the engagement party. He really, truly crossed a line.
Vox has finally snapped.
Smut and Toxicity ensues.
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A bit of situationship by Tridentippy (Poppypoprox)
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types
18 Aug 2025
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“Enter.” The deep baritone of the Cyclops intoned. Sunstorm, informing his trinemates of his calling to serve the unfeeling guardian, left his shared habsuite in the Western wing. Finding his way past several vehicon troops and jets, he found his way to the main elevator that would take him to the top of the tower. He didn't always visit the personal lab of Commander Shockwave, yet every now and again the apathetic mech required physical care for his “issue”.
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Kris and Susie learn how to make out the way both of them can feel satisfied with.
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"Vox and I are special friends, doll. Go give him a kiss," Val says to the boy.
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mint juleps and other ways to bond with your boyfriend's boyfriend by spoondrifts for MooMooofDoom
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
16 May 2025
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Exasperated, Val set the mint plant down with a dull thunk of terracotta. Alastor’s eyes darted to it covetously, but he didn’t move. “Having shared custody of that prick over there makes us in-laws or something, I don’t know. And I can be nice. Look at me, trying so hard to be nice, and you’re hurting my feelings.” As he spoke, he dangled the trowel from one limp wrist like a faggot.
“Your feelings,” Alastor said dubiously.
“Yes, my feelings, because unlike some other macho cabrónes in this room, I’m in touch with my inner joy and whimsy.”
“Good lord. Give me the fucking spade.”
Or: Alastor and Valentino bond over shared hobbies, Vox is an iPad baby, and maybe there's something to this "relationship" thing after all.