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the world does not deserve my bones by Jettersfreak
Fandoms: In Stars And Time (Video Game)
06 Jun 2026
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“...What about you, Siffrin?”
You look up with tired eyes at your companions when Mirabelle gives your cue to speak. You weren't quite listening, but you already know what she's asking—why wouldn't you, when you've heard it all already again and again? That blinding question about what to do with your dead body doesn’t even matter, because it has never applied to you, doesn’t apply to you, and possibly never will apply to you.
What about you, Siffrin? Throw my ashes to the sky! What about you, Siffrin? Bury me on the highest peak! What about you, Siffrin? It won't happen, so it doesn't matter!
What about you, Siffrin?
Throw my ashes on the highest peak, so it doesn't matter!
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But it does matter, doesn't it?
You think about a question that will never apply to you.
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*Spoilers through the end of the game*
Origin crumbled from the sky and three brave men fell with it.
The next day, Torgal disappeared from the Hideaway. Searching for Clive was not a new experience for Torgal; if Clive could be found, Torgal would find him.
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- Part 5 of The In-Between
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In Mind and Memory (King & Siffrin Swap AU) by an_awful_disaster
Fandom In Stars And Time (Video Game)
01 Jun 2026
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It seems like while Alastor was off preying on the self-destructive addictions of desperate sinners, Vox was off getting himself beaten half to death, probably from spouting belligerent nonsense at someone with violent tendencies and a far lower threshold for disrespect than Alastor. Not everyone finds poor Vox’s chatter as charming as he does.
If Vox is unconscious, then Vox is not being entertaining, and Alastor came here to have fun, not play nursemaid.
Or: Drunk on power and itching to cause some mayhem, Alastor hunts down the only person in the city who's always up for anything. Unfortunately, he finds Vox... not exactly in tip-top shape. No matter; he can work with that too.
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Father's Day is coming up, and Charlie wants to bake her dad the perfect gift for it. But baking isn't her forte, so she asks Alastor for help.
Alastor doesn't care one whit about Father's Day. But this proves to be an interesting challenge for his culinary skills, so he agrees.
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In the battle against the exorcists, Alastor isn’t strong enough to flee; only to hide in the shadows, while he holds himself together. He witnesses Charlie’s fall to the roof, and how powerless she is against Adam. And in that moment, Alastor has a choice to make.
Alastor chooses foolishly.
Choices, however they’re made, always have consequences. And these ones are exceptionally far-reaching.
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“Because that is not Alastor,” Lucifer says slowly, pointing at the Radio Demon.
The fallen seraphim’s eyes flick away from the dangerous smile.
“That is.”
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- Part 2 of fallout shadows forgotten on the walls
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An unexpected situation in a place no mortal can reach leads to an unusual bond forming between Charlie Morningstar and Alastor, the Radio Demon, and all the fallout that comes with it.
A parental!Alastor AU (canon divergent post S1) series where Alastor learns what it means to have emotions and Charlie learns what it means to live in Hell, and both decide how they want to approach their new normal.
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Bookmarked by Shadowlit
09 Apr 2026
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tree of will, nothing, distinctly parental good monster alastor, monstrous lilith. charlie gets al’s contract -
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My obsession with sickfics has taken it upon itself to present filthy desires. Alastor suffers and the crew cares. Non-ship.
Extermination arrives ahead of schedule, and Alastor carries his wounds throughout the ravages of war. He struggles with his injuries, while the rest struggle with his stubbornness.
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09 Apr 2026
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turning hell into another heaven for fallen angels???
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The Roaring GC or: Carol Babysits 4 Other Idiots by TheKamZone
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
30 Sep 2025
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🎸🏏 [raiseupyourbat12] 12:11 AM
What
do you expect the fucking soul to not know what context clues are or what
mf you beat my ass without taking a hit of damage it is not that stupid☝︎✌︎ [🕈︎✌︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 👎︎✌︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ☝︎✌︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎] 12:11 AM
SOUL🎸🏏 [raiseupyourbat12] 12:12 AM
shutthrhefuckUOP-----------------------------------------
A Deltarune chatfic starring the 'Roaring' GC. Based off a series of tweets!
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volition left you burdened with a curse by vintagecassette
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
14 Feb 2024
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Alastor's return to the Hazbin Hotel is met with extremely varied levels of excitement. Some residents are thrilled to see him; some are decidedly not. He aims to reenter the scene seamlessly, but a one-off Loan Shark with a vendetta and a blade is more than happy to throw a wrench into the Radio Demon's plans.
With a potentially lethal wound, Alastor has no choice. It's time to get help from the same group of misfits he keeps almost dying for.
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“Why him?”
Lucifer closes his eyes with another sigh. He crosses his arms over his stomach, simulating the hug he so desperately needs.
There’s a lot he can say here.
Like how Alastor makes his hopeless heart flutter with the belief that maybe dreams are still possible; that Alastor makes him feel something, anything, everything all at once, and it is as heavenly as it is torturous.
But all he can manage, in a voice so small he can scarcely believe it’s his own, is, “He makes me laugh.”
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“Niffty, dear, would you pleassse stop that pacing?” Sir Pentious asked, huddling over the dark wood table in the middle of the lounge.
When the tapping didn’t stop, Pentious’s tongue flicked out in annoyance, and he dragged his attention from his project to the foyer. His glower became a confused head-tilt as the small sinner paced anxiously back and forth, wringing her hands together.
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It's a stormy night in Hell and not everyone is handling it well. Niffty goes to Alastor for comfort. Everyone is surprised when he actually gives it.
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07 Apr 2026
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Autumn has well and truly arrived in Wiltshire. The fields are a pale gold; the trees seem ablaze in the afternoon sunlight, their scarlet leaves lit richly. Draco drives along a narrow country road, the same sort of road on which Harry spent hours learning to drive. An oak tree curves overhead, sending dappled shade dancing over the car for a fleeting moment, and Harry's reminded of the ancient Welsh oaks of Snowdonia. The narrow lane soon joins a wider road. A map of arteries, leading to the heart of nowhere.
All rivers lead to the sea.
The far-off ring of a warning bell; Draco slows down at the level crossing and waits.
Harry looks at him.
"I was wrong, you know."
"Wrong about what?" Draco rests both hands on the steering wheel, gazing at the road on the other side of the crossing.
"I think we could have been friends," Harry says quietly.
Draco doesn't move his gaze. "Really?" he asks, sounding disbelieving. "You seemed to think otherwise earlier."
The train is nearly at the crossing now.
Now or never.
He reaches across and takes Draco's hand. Draco looks startled, but he doesn't resist.
"Yes, well," Harry says, "going away is easy. Coming home is hard."
He lifts Draco's hand, bringing his wrist higher, and kisses the soft skin just beneath the inky tail of the Dark Mark.
The train rushes through.
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”C’mon Al, it’s been too long since you’ve slept-“ Lucifer braces his hands on the arm rests of his chair, preparing to stand, when suddenly Alastor pushes him back down into the cushion.
Lucifer sits with a thump, his brow raising in confusion. “Al?”
Alastor doesn’t reply. Instead, he turns and swiftly seats himself on the floor at Lucifer’s feet, his back pressed against Lucifer’s legs, his head leaning back onto his knees.
Well, this is new.
Or: In which Alastor likes having his ears scratched
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Moths to Flames, and Other Hellish Afflictions by Budinca
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
17 May 2026
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He was flesh and bone, and Alastor never remembered that until Lucifer — touched him. Pushed his hand away, brushed their shoulders together, nudged his side before making some ridiculous joke. Every time, the realisation came anew, and refused to stick.
In which Alastor begrudgingly explores his relationship with touch, intimacy (in all its forms), and Lucifer (also in all his forms).
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Bedtime Rituals to Try out Before the Next Angelic War by Budinca
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
20 Apr 2024
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He hadn’t even managed to put on shoes when Charlie’s loud, desolated groan at the other end of the hotel had made him rush out of his room, and his slippers and the hems of his pyjama bottoms were slowly getting soaked through. Why the fuck had he even bothered to change? He loved Charlie (see constants no. 1-4), but even he had to admit his current discomfort was solely the result of the list of healthy bedtime rituals she’d organised for him when, allegedly, the bags under his eyes had started developing a gravitational pull.
In which Lucifer has insomnia, the hotel is moderately alive, and Alastor is in over his head.
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07 Apr 2026
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unexpectedly fluffy and soft