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Alastor felt his smile freeze on his face. Not because the news was false, but because Vox was there, in his tower, trembling with rage, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
—Is it true? —Vox asked, his voice static and poison—. Are you going to marry him?
Alastor folded the newspaper carefully, placing it on the table beside him. His smile widened again, though something in it had become sharper.
—I don't see how that's any of your business —he replied, waving his hand vaguely—. Don't tell me you came all the way here just for magazine gossip, Vox. You're losing your touch.
—Don't fuck with me —Vox spat, taking a step forward. Then another. His static filled the room, crackling in the air like annoying bees—. Do you think I don't care? Do you think I can see you in every damn newspaper, smiling like a happy idiot next to that… that fucking dwarf… and not make a scene?
—It seems to me you're making one right now —Alastor said, his voice a dangerous whisper.
I'm not good at making summaries, so I used a snippet from the fic. This takes place after the second season. It's not relevant to the plot, but it is for knowing where it's set ^_^
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19 Jul 2026
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“Uh… if the power goes out, don’t panic.” Vox glanced over his shoulder. Husk’s ears swiveled back. “Really. I’ve got this under control – a few outages are an entirely normal part of the process.”
“Power outages are never a normal part of the process, Vox.” Husk summoned a bit of magic, just in case one of the creepies residing in Alastor’s house decided to make a move. “Just try not to electrocute me, okay?”
Vox nodded, paused, and scooped up a welding helmet from the table. With a hum, he fastened it over his head.
“Want to know the great thing about being made of electricity or electricity magic or whatever the fuck it is I am?” Husk shook his head, knowing full well Vox couldn’t see him. “I don’t even need gloves for this kind of shit.”
He reached into the panel. It sparked twice. The machine let out a weird grinding groan and, after the lights in the room flickered appropriately, the power went out. Leaving only Vox’s face for light.
“Normal part of the process,” he muttered to himself behind the helmet.
Husk sighed.
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- Part 33 of Is This More Than You Bargained For Yet?
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01 Jul 2026
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All at once, the static went silent.
But the glow… The glow did not go out.
Val looked from Vox to the radio, holding his breath, a glare planted firmly on his face.Then came the moment he braced for. A voice. His voice.
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Post S2
Weeks after his humiliating defeat, and reunited with his newly healed body, Vox's heat suppressants have failed for the first time.
A late night visit from Val leaves our vulnerable TV subconsciously reaching out for an old communication channel with his enemy - Alastor, the Radio Demon.
What is it that keeps Vox reaching out after all this time, and what is it about him like this that makes Al answer?This is a RadioStatic story, Val is simply here to create drama (as he does).
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20 Jun 2026
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"Are you going senile? I'm an alpha."
Alastor huffs, irritation growing larger than his fondness. "Yes, I am aware."
Vox's face scrunches up. His mouth furrows into a lopsided scowl. "You want to…spend your rut…with another alpha?" He slowly says, pausing and cringing like he's tasted something foul. Alastor doesn't think it's that big of an ask.
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Or: Alastor cashes in on an old deal to handle an… inconvenient problem. The problem being his ill timed rut. Vox agrees to help because when else is he ever going to get the chance to have sex with the Radio Demon?
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29 May 2026
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—Al... —Vox's voice broke, a huge knot taking hold of his throat.
Alastor took Vox's ring from the case, holding it between his fingers as if it were the most valuable object in Hell. And for them, it was.
—I thought —he continued, his eyes meeting Vox's— that it was time to wear them again. Don't you think?
Vox couldn't speak. He didn't trust his voice. Instead, he extended his left hand, fingers slightly trembling, and nodded.
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This isn't anything serious, Just something that came to mind while Ao3 was down.
I just wanted to write Radiostatic smut with feelings? Maybe, I hope you enjoy it ✨
It's after the end of the second season
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25 May 2026