"Well hello there." He says in his usual cheerful tone. "So you're the little demon that's been stepping in my territory for the past seven years." His voice becomes more sinister as he keeps speaking. I scoot back on the bed some more to create some distance between the two of us. "And what if I am?" "Well. That's not very nice." He says in a faux-nicety that makes it clear he's not going to play along. "I'm the radio demon, dear. You don't get to waltz into the pride ring and just start making noise on the radio. That's my job." ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── (Y/N) was one of many VoxTek workers until Vox promoted her to be his assistant. She helped him with much of the behind the scenes work and eventually became close with Vox, Val, and Velvette. When Alastor refused Vox's offer to become part of the Vee's and disappeared shortly after Vox decided that (Y/N) will become the new head of radio in Alastor's absence. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 03/03/2024 Ended: 07/15/2024 ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Rankings: #1 - alastor (07/05/24) #2 - theradiodemonxreader (07/07/24) ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

A new home and a fresh start, just what you needed to get yourself out of a funk and have a fresh attitude on life. Sure it came at the mercy of unfortunate circumstances, but as the saying goes: when one door closes, another one opens. But what happens when that door leads to inadvertently inviting a demon into your life? (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) (Warning: vulgar language, depictions of violence, drug and alcohol use, violence and gore. Adult topics and dark themes that may not be suitable for all audiences (18+!!!!!!!!) you have been warned. Any chapters with smut will have a warning at the top.) Ranked #1 in Alastor, HazbinHotel and RadioDemon several times

"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me? It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place. Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him. Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone. Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend. Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins. Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided. Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me. So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]