Fics like Ever Living Ghosts

About three quarters into his cup, he turned his attention outside, to watch the bustle of passersby through the window, and felt all at once like the caffeine hit him tenfold. There was an unfamiliar face crossing the street… clean-shaven, dark haired, and bright-eyed. The epitome of Alastor's taste, complete with that crisp jawline and crisper suit. There was no need to ask Mimzy, his gut knew this was the man he'd be sharing dinner with tonight. Vox. Well, he could never again say that Mimzy didn't have a good eye for his personal tastes. ———— In 1930s New Orleans, Alastor and Mimzy are thick as thieves. When Mimzy tells Alastor she’s invited a new face in town to one of her exclusive parties, Alastor’s interest is piqued—even if he can tell she’s trying to set him up with him. What follows is a whirlwind friendship (and more) that leads both Vox and Alastor places they never imagined. And then, Hell. Alastor had a couple of decades of head start though, and his time there before Vox is not wasted. But what happens when he and his old pal are reunited in the afterlife? And what, does it turn out is the worst part of being in Hell to begin with?

Fics like Ever Living Ghosts

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