Alastor/Vox (Hazbin Hotel)

“I like you, Al!” You do? “You’re a nice guy!” And you’re quite the idiot apparently! “Join my crew!” “ …Excuse me?” “Join my crew!” the Monkey repeated, as though Alastor’s befuddlement came from lack of hearing rather than lack of total comprehension, “Even though I’m dead I’m still a pirate, so I still need a crew!” Not liking the idea of Heaven due to it having rules, the now deceased Straw Hat Luffy decides to jump down into Hell to have his next adventure. While the Radio Demon usually enjoyed his fair share of entertainment, he may find himself with a bit too much to chew on this time. But perhaps he’ll find something worth more than mere entertainment for the trouble.

Vox is an omega, that's his biggest secret. During his life time he hid this fact using suppressants, and counited to in death. One day he runs out of pills and his supplier is out of stock for the time being so Vox is forced to submit to the torture of going through heat for the first time in decades. Too bad his business partner only see's omega's as mere object's... But hey, at least angel found him just in time, right? — temporary hold — (RAIDOSTATIC WILL BE HEALTHY BTW, JUST TAKES TIME)(Let me know if there's any issues with Vox's glitched voice font! S̷̡̗͐͠ä̶̜́m̶͖͂͒p̵̛͔̒l̴̳̝͂̇e̴͕̙̎ ̴̬̩̉̈o̶̩̮͊n̴̙̈̿ ̶̧͔́̓h̷͔̺̎̃o̷͔̕w̶̹̅ ̸̯͎̐ï̷̻t̶̫͆͠ ̵̡͔͊̂l̴̟͒ǒ̷̻͋ŏ̷̖͜k̶̜͐s̵̬̈́!̵̜͉͌

After Vox is suddenly blindsided by Valentino and Velvette and kicked out of VoxTek, he is left stranded with nothing and is forced to turn to Hazbin Hotel for help. There he gets caught up in a twisted deal with Alastor who intends to use his presence to his advantage. In return, he agrees to help Vox reclaim his throne from Valentino and get his revenge. Vox reluctantly agrees until he finds out Alastor’s plan revolves around them becoming fake boyfriends and the feelings he once harbored for Alastor slowly begin to resurface.

Alastor finally puts on a damn skirt. It's definitely not what Vox expected, but Alastor didn't anticipate enjoying it quite so much himself, either.

In which Alastor realizes he committed a bit too hard to the whole found-family gag, gets fucked up by the First Douchebag, and tries to pretend everything is fine. Shockingly, Charlie is not oblivious. Even more shockingly, the person she goes to for help is Vox. This turns out to be a case of using the wrong equation but still getting the correct answer.

Too sensitive, too much, just enough. “Cry for me.” ----------------- Or Alastor lets Vox use hypnosis on him, and it works out better than he could've expected. Inspired by Princeliest's story, "Channel 666, Now Showing: Trust Us With YOUR Sex Life!"