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Ford could imagine how it felt, the satisfaction of a well-earned, conquered prey; the mouthwatering smell of a freshly roasted, meaty, juicy bird. It was a particularly plump chicken, at that; the biggest they had, as Ford had heard the woman asking. A fat one.
Ford yearns for chicken like a dog would. Stan, the chicken in question, is oblivious.
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they don't love you (like I love you) by sixerstanley for iamhornkneehelp
Fandoms: Gravity Falls
14 Feb 2026
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Honestly, the fact that Ford isn’t affected by the spell is making him feel like it’s a bit unfair—everyone else is under the spell, why should he get a free pass? And, really, out of everyone, Stan would much rather Ford act that way than some random strangers.
Then it finally hits him what that weird pit in his stomach is.
It’s disappointment.
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After Stan accidentally activates a love spell that makes everyone fall in love with him, Ford is mysteriously unaffected.
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Alastor prides himself on being impossible to impress, impossible to claim, and above all, impossible to domesticate.
Lucifer, unfortunately, has never cared much for impossibilities.
When the King of Hell invites Alastor into a private evening meant purely for comfort, pleasure, and patience, Alastor finds himself navigating unfamiliar territory: being asked instead of taken, cherished instead of hunted, and offered devotion with no price attached.
What begins as indulgence slowly becomes something far more dangerous - trust.
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Lucifer was, in theory, a creature of principle.
There were many—many—reasons why he absolutely should not be fucking the Radio Demon.
They were solid reasons. Sharp-edged, logic-wrapped, and once upon a time, they might have meant something.A part of his mind, the reasonable part, still tried to recite them like gospel—bad idea, power play, terrible precedent, Alastor is an unstable manipulative sadist who eats sinners and hosts game shows for fun—but that voice had long since drowned beneath the litany of low, strangled, utterly unholy noises spilling from Alastor's mouth.
Lucifer was buried inside him, thrusting slow and deep, and Alastor, for once, wasn’t talking. He was moaning.So long, reason. Goodbye, pride.
It had been an honor.
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Alastor has had many plans for that day, starting with leading a successful radio broadcast and ending with a few glasses of fine rye in his favorite jazz pub, hidden in a small corner of the entertainment district of Pentagram City.
Standing eye to eye with the King of Hell in person is most certainly not a part of them, just like all that happens afterwards, setting into motion a chain of events bound to change everything , not only regarding his own life but also the very core structure of Hell that has been seemingly set in stone for the past ten thousand years. And the worst thing about it is that he seems not to have even an ounce of control over it. Not when the primal instincts take over.
This story has been written for the radioapple Valentine’s week soulmate edition 2026, in a form of one consistent story, containing the event’s prompts.
Set seventy years before the actual show’s timeline, with an alternative meeting between Lucifer and Alastor.