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Harry Potter did something stupid... again.
Through a series of intentional accidents, Harry ended up in the past, with powers he doesn't understand and only one companion he can talk to about everything. And it is not Ron or Hermione. Every day is a trial (honestly, he would rather take on the dragon again) in Slytherin. Yes, because of course, he had to be sorted with the snakes and have Tom Riddle for a roommate.
The odds of Harry going mad? High.
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26 Dec 2025
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Alastor could be a master manipulator all he wanted, but there were a few things he didn't understand. In a world where one's birth determines one's status, he was glad to be at the very top. He was used to stepping on people as he liked, and most importantly, he found it fun! Vox was one of the many toys he found entertaining to mess with. The silly TV was quick to anger, and he always tried to look as tough as Alastor. It was too bad that the Radio Demon truly never understood Vox's true obsession.
A/B/O AU. Fic takes place during s2e4.
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15 Dec 2025
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Alastor thought of Vincent as many things: inferior, impulsive, pathetic. "Attractive" was not a word he would have used. If anything, he kept him at arm’s length, fully aware of Vincent’s feelings and unwilling to indulge them.
During one kill, that opinion faltered. Something in Vincent’s focus, his precision, made him momentarily compelling in a way Alastor found deeply inconvenient. Rather than examine the feeling, Alastor does what he always did when Vincent unsettled him: torment him.
Unfortunately, Vincent seemed to enjoy every second.
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15 Dec 2025
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Acoplamiento Espectral de Conciencias (Eng. Ver.) by niptolothus
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
24 Nov 2025
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“Running away again, Mr. Coward?” Vox murmured, his low, electric voice far too close to Alastor’s ear, tickling as it seeped into his body like a direct electric discharge straight from the source. The dial demon clenched his jaw, irritated by how easy it was for Vox to read him while inside his mind. Even in a dreamlike form he was still annoying as hell, pun intended.
“I’m. Not. Running,” he replied through clenched teeth, but his accelerated pulse betrayed him. Vox laughed again, calmly, like he did every day since he had kept him as his prisoner. Spinning him in his hands, as if they were a couple dancing under the rain.
Vox smiled, tilting his head with a commanding tone slipping from his mouth. “Then stay here with me.”
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13 Dec 2025
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The hunger inside him—the need—burned like strong whiskey sliding harshly down his windpipe. The desire to pull Alastor by the waist, to kiss the nape of his neck, to bite that soft, delicate skin… but all of that was forbidden territory.
Finally, Alastor lifted his face slightly, without turning his body, and spoke with that musical, theatrical, gentle voice:
“You’re staring at me again, mon chou?”
Vincent swallowed the honest answer, because it would be far too inconvenient that early in the morning, and he walked toward him.
“I like admiring what’s mine,” he murmured, soft and raspy, pressing his chest against Alastor’s back.
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Living with Alastor should have been simple, but for Vox, every innocent gesture from the man is a sweet torment, capable of setting him ablaze from the inside out.Bookmarked by WiLa_wan
05 Dec 2025