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After a tedious and frustrating day, Alastor wanders into an electronics shop and stumbles upon the most fascinating sinner he's ever seen. What in the world is a television?

or: it's 1958 and love at first sight! or, uh—mutual obsession at first sight, but really what's the difference

Well crafted psychological horror.

My skin is crawling

The one in which radio isn't as dead as everyone was led to believe, Vox is an irresponsible pet owner, and Alastor gets attic wife'd.

radiostatic week day two, sharing a meal—in the loosest possible sense of the term :) mind the tags!

Fucking hilarious and whimsical

It's always a risk to share a civil moment with your rival in Hell—a realm built on the invigorating power of song may decide, independent of your opinion, that what you need to resolve your differences is a tender musical number, and it rarely takes no for an answer.

Good thing Alastor and Vox both love exploiting loopholes!

or: radiostatic week day 3, dancing. in which there are copious amounts of plants, hell is a diegetic musical, and alastor crashes staticmoth date night, because he's terrible

fluffy domestic radiostatic

Relationships are about compromise.

This is how Alastor compromises—by occasionally getting so inebriated that letting Vox touch him feels like the usual colony of fire ants have strapped on wool slippers, leaving behind a neutral warmth on his skin instead of a repulsive, burning itch.

​or: radiostatic week day 4, drunk. in which i write the most saccharine queerplatonic fluff you've ever read in your entire life about two unrepentantly evil bastards

No! No shuttng up! You, my good fandom enjoyer, will share your homework with the class! And if it becomes a 100k word novel we will all be just as happy as when it it is a 10k short story!

❤

"i'll just tap out a quick thing for the rain prompt for radiostatic week," i said, unaware of the large anvil labeled LONG, COMPLICATED, FUCKED UP AU hanging over my head

#angryreblog

go read that shit! nauuuugghh!

They weren’t a couple because Valentino was pathologically noncommittal and Vox simply knew better. He tried the whole romance thing with a certain radio demon a few decades back, and he’d learned his damn lesson.

Hell just wasn’t the place for that sort of cutesy bullshit. Also, he was pretty sure that Valentino was straight up incapable of love, which was both par for the course for Vox’s friendships and amazingly convenient—things couldn’t get complicated if there was nothing to complicate in the first place.

or: full moon, voxval edition :)

Angel can’t shake the feeling that it can’t be over. How can he really be free when he knows Val is still out there, defeated but not gone? Maybe this makes him a vindictive asshole and maybe he won’t deserve redemption after this, but fuck, it’s been so long since Angel’s felt like his spite means anything at all. He’s so sick of having a monster under the bed. Time to turn on the lights.

or: the vees have been defeated, but angel and valentino aren't finished with each other just yet. written for @hellaversekinkweek, day 3 - hate fucking/intoxicated sex.

Thank you for spelling out what was in my head for a while.

There wouldn't be posters with "BEWARE THE RADIO DEMON" if people knew who the Radio Demon actually is. Puttin a face to the name or title is quite literally impossible when the man himself is so unambiguous most of the time.

Quite literally: He lives "this face was made for Radio."

this is just a personal hc, but i actually think that alastor is the only overlord in pride who has a themed epithet. remember that he didn't give himself the title "radio demon", it was given to him by sinners because he was anonymous, because he didn't build his notoriety with his face or name. all of the other overlords are public figures whose reputations are attached to their actual names—reporters call vox "mister vox" to his face, and in the pilot katie and tom refer to sir pentious and cherri bomb explicitly. the only other classes of people who get titles are the morningstar family, the goetia, and the seven deadly sins, for royalty reasons. so i don't think vox would be referred to as the "television demon" or husk as the "gambling overlord" etc etc by the general public—everyone knows who they are already, it was only alastor's terrifying anonymity that earned him a title

alastor and valentino both love to doodle all over vox's paperwork. since he's incapable of leaving the work at home while he's spending time with them, they end up seeing each other's drawings occasionally while they're snooping through vox's things, and even though they refuse to talk to each other in person, they start communicating through shitty little comics and scathing critiques of the other's art (in black ballpoint and pink glitter gel pen, respectively). eventually it spirals into a silent competition over who can draw vox better, which culminates in vox turning over an important tax document one day only to find the printed text is completely obscured by violently (but lovingly) rendered drawings of him, from top to bottom, all in the unmistakable art styles of his two favorite people. the document is ruined, of course, but he's just glad they're sort of getting along.

In which Vox has a gender crisis, Alastor is repressed six ways from Sunday, and everything works out okay in the end, somehow.

or: t4t radiostatic with background polyvees, because i can't help myself, and believe you me—it is indecently self-indulgent.

huge thanks to @calam4r1 and @velvet-games for their genderqueer radiostatic art that massively inspired this fic! go check them out!!

Perfection 😂

while you were studying the blade, i was making the worst ship charts known to man (chart by magpiepaws)

Demon summoning can get pretty complicated when you have a psychosexual crush on your best friend. Even more complicated when the demon is your best friend, sort of. Hey, Vox isn't complaining—since when is more of Alastor considered a punishment?

or: jordan peele's us (2019) if it was about demons, and also if the protagonist knew he was in a psychological horror film and gave up halfway through to fuck the demons instead

This is so cool!

I've been enamored with time loop stories ever sind I watched Star Trek when I was a kid. There are some really fun and thought-provoking ones throughout media history.

That love has kinda rekindled since watching the Loki TV series. So that fic rec hits right up my alley. Thanks! :D

Fun scifi interlaced with fantasy elements of Hazbin is just the perfect mix of that. So so sooooo fun!

Thank you so much <3

I would like to ask "2. How did you come up with the idea?" for "the world we knew (over and over)", please! :)

the world we knew (over and over)

something about me is i have ALWAYS been a sucker for time loop fics. i'd been tooling around with a couple different hazbin time loop ideas, trying to make it work in the context of the worldbuilding + plot (let me tell you, there are not very many pivotal scenes in s1 to frame a time loop around!) before it occurred to me that i REALLY wanted to crack open alastor & charlie's relationship, and what better way to do that then by also cracking open lucifer & charlie's relationship too? and toss in some queerplatonic rivals radioapple while i was at it? i definitely owe a lot of inspiration to one of my favorite loki-centric marvel fics in the whole wide world, fun with time loops by infinite_monkeys, which is the single funniest / most emotionally wrenching time loop fic i've ever read. absolute comedy gold.