(FANART IS NOT MINE) This is the second book of my other Radiostatic fanfic which is called "Old Pals" so it is best to read that one before reading this one. BUT ANYWAYSSS, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS STORY (no smut)

The battle against heaven was over. Adam was defeated, Alastor fled with his tail between his legs, the future of hell finally belonged to the Vees. Vox of course wasn't going to miss such an outstanding opportunity to humiliate the radio demon even further, using all the media and abilities in his power to mock the once powerful overlord. That was until his eyes finally met with the battered and injured body of his enemy, a sight that made his heart... change. *The plot is a continuation of season 1, right after the final battle. *I know that Alastor is aroace, but in my story... he's not. This is only fanfiction so I hope you'll understand. If you don't like it please just don't read. *The story contains explicit and graphic descriptions of harm & sexual acts. *I do not own the characters / original plot / cover picture. *Let me know what you think in the comments, I'm reading all of them and always try my best to improve! *English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes. Thank you, hope you'll enjoy it! Noel~

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

NOT MY ART When Vox finds himself at the Hazbin Hotel after a fallout with the Vees, he expects torture, humiliation, and Charlie Morningstar's relentless optimism. Unfortunately, he gets all three. What he doesn't expect is being forced to coexist with Alastor, old grudges, unresolved tension, and a hotel full of disasters that somehow only get worse the longer he stays. As Vox navigates betrayal, chaos, and feelings he'd rather choke on than admit, one thing becomes painfully clear: There's no peace in Hell. Especially not when your worst enemy keeps catching you when you fall.

Alastor swears he doesn't want this. He swears he doesn't need this. But when Vox finally gets him alone and starts playing with his ears and antennas like he owns them, the Radio Demon's carefully built walls begin to crack. For the first time in his existence, Alastor is forced to confront just how good it feels to lose control... even if he refuses to admit it. A long, explicit Radiostatic oneshot full of teasing, denial, electricity play, and soft aftercare.

"Complicated and Sad." [ Two unlikely friends in Pride Ring- a radio host and a tv broadcaster. The story for their history- and how they ended up where they are now. What's good doesn't last forever. ] (One-sided radiostatic) COVER IMAGE BY ME . . . UPDATE: Season 2 just came out and I'm aware that this is not like how their canon relationship used to be, so please remember that this is fanfiction and it's not meant to be canon!! Thank you!!

"You've not done this before, right? Stabbed anyone, I mean." Mr. Whittman asked a little shakily-the question already sounding answered for Alastor. "I have. But haven't you? That work you made on the man's gut wasn't exactly good, but it wasn't amateur enough to be your first time doing it. It's funny how easily things work out-two friends, two murderers, two fellows out for lunch. It's all the same, isn't it?" Vincent inhaled a shaky breath and nodded, finally standing up from atop the body. He looked to Alastor-looked away-then looked back at him again. "I...I guess it is." --- Alastor abruptly cancels an evening at the bar with Vincent to instead have a meeting with another man. Predictably, Vincent doesn't quite like being dissappointed, so he intends to do something about it. ...by breaking and entering. Obviously. --- What happens when 52 of my readers vote for me to write a fic? You get this. --- Cross-Posted on ao3 by d3viantly: https://archiveofourown.org/works/81348371/chapters/213860321 --- Cover Art by @ranksauce on Twitter (if you are the artist and would like me to take the art down, please notify me!)

[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.

Wel-come to Show! Hello? Is this on? WELCOME MY FELLOW HAZBIN HOTEL LOVERS! *confetti* well enjoy! Im a great writer! I know you will love this! *wink*

Just a bunch of chapters of Radiostatic PWP Alastor is Asexual!!