Alastorvox Stories

After seven years of raging hate towards Alastor, what will Vox do when he wakes up after a drunken night out, to find himself in bed next to a dizzy and sleeping radio demon? Events take place at the start of season one, when Alastor returns. Alastor x Vox / Radiostatic SLOW BURN!!!!, a bit angsty, fluffy, smutty, and action filled. my first story, so please give me feedback! TW: will probably contain some smut and violence, has language!!

A new overlord is in town and he's got big ideas, perhaps a little too big for the other members who shut him down... except one. _ A fanfic for fluff enjoyers and realistic emotions being displayed without the need for smut and desire. Slight slow burn. Written by a real life aroace who likes people falling in love. cover art sketches are mine and any art inside the fanfiction is also mine.

"Al c'mooon-" Vox nagged. "One record. Just one." "No." "One song." Vox bargained. "Vox it's 2 am." "Half a dance." Vox offered. "You owe me for skipping out on the milestone party- which by the way I gave a *three week* notice for." "One round." Alastor gave in. "But not to this record, I'd rather not have to play this song back and remember your..." Vox stared back. "...less than savory dancing." "What?" Vox grinned. "Afraid I'll ruin the memory of this little melody?" OR Alastor dances with Vox to his favorite record as an apology for skipping out on the others milestone parties - angst ensues.