Radio Stories

yandere alastor x reader !! =) (♡'▽'♡)🔪🩸 radio, piano... predator, prayer... just alastor and you. ♫⋆｡ ♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝓐 ‎

[Alastor x Fem!Reader (HazbinHotel)] --- New Orleans, 1930s. A city alive with music, fog, and secrets. Bodies are appearing. Precise. Staged. Untraceable. The city whispers of fear, but the police see only confusion. Enter Detective Y/N L/N: sharp, determined, and known for solving the unsolvable. Brought in from out of state, she steps into a department full of skepticism, doubt, and men who believe a woman cannot handle the city's most dangerous crimes. Every detail matters. Every shadow hides a clue. And in a city where nothing is as it seems, patterns begin to emerge-patterns only she can see. But the most unpredictable presence is Alastor, the Radio Demon. Infamous, enigmatic, impossible to ignore-his methods are precise, his motives unclear, and his arrival in the city changes everything. In New Orleans, where every mask hides a secret, Detective Y/N will discover that danger wears many faces-and some of them are closer than she ever imagined. ⚠️ Content / Trigger Warnings: Violence, murder, suspense, dark themes, morally gray characters. This story follows a female reader × Alastor (straight) romance. While other characters in Hell may have LGBTQ identities consistent with the original show, this story's romance focuses solely on the straight dynamic between Y/N and Alastor. All characters and scenarios are fictional and belong to Vivienne Medrano. (VivziePop).

1929, New Orleans, Louisiana. Elliot, an ambitious young aspiring journalist, decides to investigate the mysterious murders that have plagued his city for years. During his investigation, he meets Alastor, a charming radio host. The two men quickly become friends and together search for the serial killer's identity, ready to risk their lives for the truth, even if that truth ultimately destroys them both. Author's Note: Some of the characters are part of the Hellaverse. During the story, you will encounter the human versions of Alastor, Vox, and Mimzy. I would like to remind you that these characters belong to Vivienne Medrano, and only the character of Elliot and his story are my own.

Two ex lovers became arch enemies, speaking against each other. However, maybe their bickering will rekindle the love they once had. The classic radio, and the new television, against each other. Vintage versus modern, but they were always meant to coexist with each other. WARNING: Although I don't plan for such explicit things, I am not writing for a significantly young age group. Besides that, I'll definitely add warnings at the beginning of chapters if there is something sensitive.

Decades have passed, and she's back.. Elyrielle, the Angel of Death has seen war, blood, and loss. But everything changes when she meets Alastor, a charming radio host from 1920s New Orleans. They fall in love and marry-until she vanishes without a word, leaving behind only a question he carries wherever he goes. | Time has changed them both. | Heaven's Blade has dulled into something weary. | The Monster has learned to smile through sharpened teeth. | After Adam's death, Elyrielle is sent to Hell to investigate the Hazbin Hotel. She expects chaos, danger and the unknown. She doesn't expect a reunion with him. Takes place after Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel A Hazbin Hotel Story | OC x Alastor

a few storys of Tobias and francis with a hint (or more) of romance with the female driver. (Oppy is also in a few storys)

This is a Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction. Alastor didn't become the strongest demon in Hell by sitting around! No, he had a plan. He was going to arrive like no other soul did. But for that, he needed to make some sacrifices. And why would he want to plan his after-death program if he didn't hate it on Earth? This is a story about the smart young guy who got pissed off by is surrounding so much that he was exited to move to Hell... and who kept himself busy while he waited! (By killing people hu hu hu) Note : because Hazbin Hotel is a series with songs, I wanted to try some kind of written adaptation of a musical. I will fit in some music lyrics from time to time where it feels natural or in places where there would definitely be a song if it was a musical. Obviously it won't be songs that come from his time, but anyway. Hope you'll like it! I hope I won't regret it ha ha! It will go from Lana Del Ray to Iron Maiden, so buckle up buttercups! [I don't own the Alastor image, it's from the show. The modifications are mine. I obviously don't own Hazbin Hotel ether so Alastor, Memzy, Rosie, Niffty and Franklin are not mine]

A story that attempts to reconstruct the past ● to put together the pieces of the puzzle ● all the pieces available ● while remaining as faithful as possible to what we know. ●

He has never been in love. Yet every night, thousands of people trust him with their heartbreak. As the voice behind a late-night radio show, he listens to confessions whispered in the dark-stories of loss, regret, and forgiveness. He understands pain well enough to guide others through it. Well enough to sound like someone who's lived it. When a caller begins asking questions he isn't prepared to answer, the carefully crafted story he tells on air starts to take on a life of its own. And as listeners grow attached to a love that never existed, he's forced to confront how long borrowed voices can hold up a borrowed truth. Because some stories heal. And some refuse to stay under control.

Two typical police officers from New Zealand, soon finding themselves in a world filled with anthropomorphic beings-went on with their normal routine. It was supposed to be standard procedure driving back to the station with the suspects safely. Until a particular tunnel ruined it all. Stuck with two troubled teenagers, they've made a daring choice to drive around to find help. With each passing minute, everything was filled with enigma and furrowed looks as each passing second brought hair pulling feelings. But, driving into a large city called Zebuth. Caused one wrong use of gunpowder to be marked as NSC's fugitives. ----------------------------------------------- I rewritten half of this, including the description because it looks so bad in my view. Anyways, hopefully the introduction doesn't sound too dramatic like the last one. ಠ_ಠ Words: 59,000-62,000 words AS OF NOW DISCLAIMER: *I do not own Beastars at all. All rights goes to the original artist Paru Itagaki, that includes characters and images. For any other images/pictures, and music throughout the story I do not own also.* Once again, I do not own beastars whether it is the Manga or the Anime. Contains: Swears, and mentions of injury and first aid, including blood. Readers should be 13+ or up to read this **This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.** -Word counts are provided every 5 chapters. -Upcoming current chapter status can be found in "Chapter information" at the bottom of the chapter You can find this story on here and on Archive of Our Own.** Ao3 - BasilManCard It's my first published story so I hope you all enjoy!😊

(I do not own The Owl House or Hazbin Hotel, the only thing I do own are my OCs.) On an island built of bone and ancient magic, the most dangerous thing isn't a spell-it's the signal you can't turn off. For as long as anyone can remember, the Emperor has ruled the Boiling Isles with an iron fist, claiming his technology and "Coven System" are the will of the Titan. But deep within the woods, sheltered by the infamous Owl Lady, lives a secret that suggests the Emperor's history is built on a foundation of stolen lies. For now the only truth is told on the radio waves.

Alastor and lucifer, both beloved by Charlie, just can't seem to get along, and soon after the extermination Adam, as a sinner, shows up at the hotel. He was obnoxious and stupid but was right about one thing, it was all just sexual tension. Vox kept a close eye on adams social media simply for the gossip. And everything changes when Adam mentions The relationship the radio demon seems to be forming with the king.

Liselotte Marie Aylesworth decides to invade Severin after failing art school. Just kidding. It's just a very innocent Vintage Love Story of a Girl Boss and a Flustered Radio Host.😏

In the world of Hazbin Hotel, Hell never goes quiet-unless something has gone terribly wrong. A fall that splits the sky, a presence that doesn't belong, and a silence that comes before chaos. When someone lands where they shouldn't... the rules begin to bend.

Samantha is a typical young girl who's a fan of love stories and faithfully believes in destiny. Her search for a mysterious guy in black-who she thinks is her "destiny"-leads her to meet Jonas, a naughty boy who unreasonably made it a habit to annoy her. It then became a personal struggle for her to have faith again in love after witnessing her parents failed their relationship. She stopped believing in destiny. She thinks that love will come and just leave eventually. So why love in the first place kung sa huli ay masasaktan lang din naman? With a decision to simply live "loveless", she never planned to join Peculiari-the band that would make her fall in love and fall apart, Kayanin niya bang magtiwalang muli after everything love has failed to do for her?

Freaky Radiostatic : P MLM Enjoy :)

Philadelphia is a city that was once filled with all kinds of radio stations, and there certainly was no station that's as special as Oldies 98.1 WOGL-FM; This is the story of a station whose format has enchanted Philadelphia listeners since its inception in 1987: The Oldies format. From beginning to end, Oldies 98.1 was the most incredible oldies station that ever was and probably never will be another again.

Mike Wheeler spends his days hunched over a cluttered desk at The Hawkins Herald, drowning in deadlines and lukewarm coffee. But the view from his office window offers one unexpected spark in the monotony: the mysterious guy who spends his afternoons twirling an advertising sign outside The Squawk-Hawkins's quirkiest local radio station run by Robin Buckley and Steve Harrington. The sign spinner is mesmerizing-graceful, focused, completely unwilling to fall into the background noise of Mike's mundane workdays. Mike wants to know him. He just never gets the chance. Until one morning, in the crowded hum of the local coffee shop, Mike turns around and finds himself standing right beside him-the guy from the street, whose name is Will Byers. Soft-spoken, warm-eyed, and even more intriguing up close. Suddenly, the stories Mike wants to write aren't just on paper anymore. They're standing right next to him, smiling, and holding a cup of coffee. And maybe-just maybe-the view from his window wasn't the start of it at all.

Alone in a dying broadcast tower, Silas survives on routine, static, and the ghosts of her old crew. The sun is toxic, the tower is failing, and no one has answered her transmissions in months. But she's still here. And somehow, that still matters. Or, Silas tries not to off herself while the world around her slowly ends... or begins. Who knows? Not me :) #sapphic #wlw #lesbians

Yes this is the story its kinda mixed with what's going on right now but the rest is fake hope you love the story