"Absolutely not." Alastor seethed, hackles raising as his grin turned murderous. Vox stood beside him, picking at his claws nonchalantly, but the way his screen flickered for just a second betrayed his frustration. He swallowed thickly, the weight on his chest almost crushing. This was all Charlie's fault. If she actually knew how to run this crappy hotel then maybe she wouldn't have let in three times more sinners than what it could hold. And then he wouldn't have to share a room. With Vox. ______________ I'll make a cover really soon. "And they were roomates" but Radiostatic and Alastor is trans.

Set in the early nineteen twenties before their respective demises a young and successful Vox and Alastor meet for the first time. As a note to readers, while this story does not delve into the issue its location being New Orleans and the time period does require the mention of segregation. Cover art by Crimson Creations.

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Art is not mine. Characters are not mine. A radio static fanfic with lots of mature subject matter. This is book one and book two will becoming soon.

A radio static week following prompts. Y'all know the drill art and characters aren't mine.

Alastor has no interest in sex. Especially with his enemy. But he's easily flustered, leading to some awkward situations I guess (Cover isn't mine!!)

( NSFW - Non-Con ) "Alastor looked both terrifying and magnificent like that, a sight Vox never thought he'd witness. And he had only himself to thank for it-or rather, the serum he had created. Yet, who knows what might have happened if, instead of merely inhaling it and indirectly absorbing it from Lucifer, he had injected it directly into the other. Now, reality was overpowering fantasy, and every twisted, insane desire that kept the embers of his hatred and frustration smoldering was there, waiting to be unleashed. Vox successfully manages to create a serum from Valentino's pheromones, but things quickly spiral out of control, putting some of the hotel guests under severe distress. This event soon becomes a form of twisted retribution for Vox's sick hatred towards Alastor, with his every desire wrapped up in an aphrodisiac with destructive potential." (Radiosilence - Radioapple/Charlastor -)

Young, lonely George discovers he can use an old telephone to communicate with a boy living 50 years in the past. Cover Art made for this book by: mikadespacito on Twitter {inspired by Meef} Dedicated to mack <3

Alastor could have said with complete honesty that he had zero interest in sex. Up until recently. Except, he still hated the idea of being close to someone. The thought of sex disgusted him. But the power that came with it was intriguing. ---- Alastor wants Vox's soul. He decides on an unconventional way to get it. ---- Note: In this fanfiction, Alastor is asexual. He engages in sex only when it benefits him, as he has little to no desire for it. He also experiences/enjoys sex in atypical ways, such as when violence is involved. It's hard to explain, but you'll get the gist. ---- Word count (As of latest update): 28,497 words

[AU PREQUEL|18+] ✨📺🦌💙♥️ The enigmatic Radio Demon is cursed with an annual rut.. A torturous time of uncontrollable desire. Normally asexual and disdainful of physical intimacy, Alastor struggles with the overwhelming urges that come with his condition. This year, his rut arrives unexpectedly early, disrupting his carefully laid plans for the upcoming Overlord Gala.