StaticSilence → RadioStatic [Continued from S2] Once, Vox and Alastor were inseparable-two young sinners who found something rare in Hell: a friendship that felt like home. They spent their nights beneath the stars, dreamed of becoming something greater, and believed that together, nothing could tear them apart. Until everything did. Power. Ambition. Pride. Misunderstandings. And a love neither of them was brave enough to name. Years later, Vox has everything he once dreamed of. A towering empire. Influence. Luxury. The Vees at his side. Everything except Alastor. And Alastor has built a life of his own, burying everything he once felt beneath his smile and refusing to admit that there is still one name capable of shaking the walls he's built around himself. When fate brings them together again, the rivalry between them is immediate. So is the spark neither of them managed to kill. But loving each other was never their problem. It was everything they were willing to sacrifice to avoid admitting it. As old wounds reopen and buried feelings begin to surface, Vox and Alastor are forced to confront the memories they spent decades trying to forget-and the painful truth that perhaps they never needed the power, the status, or the empires they built. Perhaps they only needed each other. Because some stars don't shine effortlessly in the darkness. They burn for it. And sometimes, the brightest light comes from what hurts the most. Content Warnings: Mature themes including angst, sexual tension, smut, sexual assault, rape, abuse, trauma, and blackmail. These topics are portrayed as serious struggles and are not fetishized or romanticized. Sexualities: • Vox - Bisexual • Alastor - Ace-spectrum (Demisexual) Disclaimer: Characters and cover art do not belong to me. My other Radiostatic fics you can checkout! The Rye to Your Sazerac 1 The Rye to Your Sazerac 2

Idk is 1am and i'm obsessed af with this ship 🥀💔😭 If you don't like this ship what the hell (you get it?) are you doing here...?

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~

After the events of Season 2, Alastor decides to bring Vox his headless body out of the goodness of his heart. He definitely does not have any ulterior motives and he certainly isn't trying to purposefully antagonize the Media Demon. This tale of obsession, lust, and devotion contains more heart than it should have any right to. And it all begins with a Love Potion in a Can. It's sweet. It's funny. It's ridiculously smutty. Tune in for some toxic Radiostatic fuckery!

Después de ver el enfrentamiento entre Alastor y Adán, Vox tiene que aprovechar la oportunidad para desquitarse con su eterno rival. Sin embargo, cuando llega a la estación de radio, lo que encuentra lo toma por sorpresa y lo lleva a tomar una decisión inesperada. O... un montón de escenas a medio camino entre lo dark y lo fluff sobre la convivencia de Alastor y Vox en la mansión de los Vees. Advertencias: Ubicado al final del canon de la primera temporada, después de la batalla entre Alastor y Adán pero antes de que Alastor se reincorpore al Hotel. La pareja principal es StaticRadio, aunque hay bastante StaticMoth, porque, bueno, parte de la situación canon en la que ellos tienen una relación de amigos con derechos (en palabras de Vivzie). Encontrarán temas sensibles como: síndrome de Estocolmo, síndrome de Lima, obviamente secuestro, abuso de medicamentos, negligencia médica, maltrato psicológico, lenguaje soez y mucho e injustificado fluff. Digamos que es una especie de hurt/comfort algo forzado. Hay alusión a escenas sexuales, aunque no sé qué tan explícitas serán ni les diré entre quiénes serán. Por cierto, se respetan las orientaciones sexuales canon de todos los personajes. Nota: el fanfic no es mio, si quieres ver el original ve a AO3

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.

[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.

(First time writing a fanfic so like... sorry if it's bad, English also isn't my first language so sorry if the grammar is terrible.) [This takes place a little after season 2] After the catastrophic events of the last few weeks, everyone in hell had turned their backs against the TV overlord. Almost everyone atleast, his two business partners and associates, Velvette and Valentino had been generous enough to keep Vox under their care with incredibly strict observation. Meanwhile at the Hazbin Hotel the crew was still recovering and rebuilding from the incident. Alastor the infamous Radio Demon was told to 'take it easy' for a while. As much as the Radio Demon would have 'loved' to help he did take the much needed time off. Later that hellish evening, Alastor and Vox were resting in their respective rooms. Vox was inside his room in the Vee tower. Alastor was in his room at the hotel. Suddenly a blinding light appeared before both of them swallowing them whole. When the opened their eyes they saw each other, and by the looks of it, they were no longer in hell either. [DISCLAIMER: All characters do not belong to me they belong to VivziePop and credit to the cover artist I couldn't find them on pinterest for the life of me]

Read, Rye to Your Sazerac book 1 first. After choosing love over pride, Alastor and Vox find themselves torn apart by forces far crueler than either of them expected. With memories fading, obsession tightening its grip, and old promises haunting the shadows of Hell, Vox refuses to believe their story is over - even when the world insists it is. But love in Hell was never meant to come easy. And some hearts remember what the mind cannot. Contains mature content: Nsfw, Angst, SA, Trauma, Self-harm etc.

El día de San Valentín se acerca y Alastor y Vicent se estan preparando para ello. Aunque los recientes días hayan estado buscando probar algo "más". Alastor bottom Vicent (Vox) top creditos de la portada a: @shunyhuny