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jib0 · 3 days
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day 6.
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sleeping / dancing.
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6esiree · 2 days
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How They React To You Sitting On Their Laps
Imagine you sit on Alastor’s, Lucifer’s, Husk’s, Vox’s, Adam’s, Sir Pentious’s and Saint Peter’s laps? You’re not in a relationship with any of them, btw.
Alastor:
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Alastor’s hands seized your hips, his claws threatening to tear into the thin fabric of your skirt as you shifted on his lap, trying to make yourself comfortable. “What are you doing?” He hissed, a forbidden feeling stirring in between his legs. Alastor was struggling to pay attention to Charlie’s speech, distracted by the feeling of your clothed cunt against his crotch.
“I’m sorry,” You whispered, but you only apologized for the dampness that suddenly seeped through your panties, staining his once pristine slacks. “I didn’t mean to—“
“Oh, darling, it’s too late for that,” Alastor whispered back, the usual static behind his voice absent. “Now, be a good girl and keep that mouth of yours shut.”
Alastor’s ragged breaths caressed your nape, giving in to the need to feel you and tentatively moving your hips against his. Even though your clit dragged perfectly against his erection, you only finished quickly because the Radio Demon was dry humping you in a room full of people, your lips parting with a silent moan as he told you to meet him at his tower later.
Lucifer:
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Lucifer stared up into the ceiling, his hands restlessly flexing against your waist as he tried to avoid the sight of your ass wiggling against his crotch. “I don’t mind standing, you know,” He told you, chuckling nervously. You couldn’t let the King of Hell give up his seat for you, but by the time you settled down, it was too late, his erection slotted in between your clothed cunt.
“Fuck,” He muttered under his breath, feeling utterly ashamed, but you pretended to act clueless. “I’m not a pervert, I swear.”
“What are you talking about?” You asked, looking over your shoulder and peering down at the man, a look of surprise on his face.
Lucifer sucked in his lower lip, stifling a groan when you proceeded to grind down onto his lap, his crotch dampening in no time. He felt absolutely filthy as you, a stranger, effortlessly coaxed an orgasm out of him in a room full of people. It took all of Lucifer’s willpower not to hike your skirt up over your waist and push your panties aside to bury himself into you.
Husk:
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Husk held onto your hips, his face nestled in the crook of your neck as you sat on his lap, trying to distract you from his growing erection. “How’s ya drink, doll?” He spoke into your ear, pop music blaring in the background. You peered down at him, an amused smile gracing your lips. Husk wasn’t usually so talkative, but you quickly figured out what was his deal.
“It’s good, do you want to try it?” You asked him, purposely shifting against his crotch as you turned around to offer him some. “Come on, I know you want a taste, old man.”
“The Hell is that supposed to mean?” Husk responded gruffly, his eyes nervously darting to everybody else at the booth, making sure they weren’t paying attention. “I’m just…ya know, ‘cause ya movin’ too much—“
Husk hissed when you wiggled your ass, his hands gripping your hips with a bruising strength. He tried to warn you, but you didn’t care, taking a sip of your drink as you dragged your clothed cunt against his erection. Husk eventually gave into your ministrations, taking advantage of the loud environment and sighing into your neck, thrusting up to relieve himself alongside you.
Vox:
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Vox’s claws tapped impatiently against the armrest of his chair as you sat on his lap, that dreaded pencil skirt of yours riding up incredibly high. “Are you almost done?” He asked, trying to focus on you working instead of your exposed panties, the thin, lacey fabric teasing him from his peripheral vision. You nodded, sitting down completely as you rebooted his monitors.
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry for taking long,” You said, smiling to yourself at the feeling of your boss’s growing erection poking your ass. “You need to stop interacting with random links, by the way.”
“I swear, I haven’t interacted with a single link since you last helped me out,” Vox said. You hummed as if you weren’t the one who had purposely downloaded viruses to sit on his lap again. “It must be something else.”
Vox huffed, annoyed, but then you leaned forward, slightly lifting your ass up and pretending to resume your attention to his monitors. There was no way you hadn’t felt his erection, his eyes flitting down to see your panties drenched in your slick. Vox decided to buck up into your clothed cunt, and when you responded with a soft moan, he decided to fuck you on his desk for being a tease.
Adam:
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Adam bounced his leg as you sat on his lap, a wicked smile growing on his face when you dropped your pen, your clothed cunt throbbing against his thigh. “Something the matter, babe?” He said, hooking his fingers underneath your skirt, moving it further up your waist. You were annoyed, but at the same time, you couldn’t help but part your legs and give Adam what he wanted.
“This is due in less than half an hour, sir,” You huffed, picking up your pen once more and trying to get back to your paperwork on your desk. “I need to do my job—“
“I’m your boss, babe, relax! You won’t get fired—I won’t let it happen,” Adam said, his erection poking at your ass. “Now, be a good girl and ride my fucking leg. Come on, don’t be shy.”
Adam placed one hand on your hip and the other on your breast, encouraging you to move against him. And you did, abandoning the paperwork and bracing yourself on the corners of your desk, feeling absolutely filthy as you dragged your cunt on the man’s leg, drenching his robes with your juices in no time. That was only the beginning, however, feeling him pushing your panties aside.
Sir Pentious:
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Sir Pentious tried to give up his spot on the couch for you, but when you declined, he offered you his lap like the gentlemen he was. “Is everything alright, my dear?” He asked you, his hands flexing against your waist. You kept shifting in his lap, and oh, Pentious was trying his absolute best to not let it get to him. But with your skirt hiking up with your ministrations, he was struggling.
“Sorry, we’ve just been here for a while so I’m starting to get restless,” You whispered to him, which was partly true.
“Oh, I sssee,” Pentious said, interrupting himself with a squeak as he felt the warmth of your clothed cunt, but he didn’t have the heart to tell you to stop.
Sir Pentious sunk into the couch, biting his tongue as you subtly rocked against his crotch, oblivious to the fact that you were trying to figure out if the rumors about him having two dicks were true. And they were, a blush creeping up your neck at the feeling of them poking you. You felt bad for lying to Pentious, but you’d make it up to him later, willing to put both of your holes to use.
Saint Peter:
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Saint Peter shifted underneath you, your clothed cunt slack against his crotch as you sat on his lap, so warm and tempting. “It’s nice, isn’t it?” He nervously chuckled, struggling to fend off the feeling stirring in between his legs while you looked through the list of people slated to arrive in Heaven. Peter hoped that God would forgive him for the sinful thoughts that circulated his mind.
“It gets longer with time, right?” You asked him, slowly turning to the next page, a small smile gracing your lips as his breath hitched.
“I, uh—excuse me?” Peter said, confused, but then you said ‘The Book,’ shame flooding his brain for misinterpreting your question. “Oh! Yes, yes. Of course. Every day there’s a new page.”
Saint Peter deflated at that, so you decided to stop being a tease and moved against his crotch. He opened his mouth to ask you what you were doing, but you tossed your head back onto his shoulder, carding a hand through his hair and bringing him in for a kiss. You swallowed the surprised gasp that escaped Peter’s throat, including his shame as you ruined his favorite robes with your juices.
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Last day of radioapple week! The prompt was Beach/Day Out.
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wombatemani72 · 2 days
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im so late BUT FINALLY pride month can officially start now
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nerdynuala · 2 days
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@radioroseweek day 3! (Self appreciation it's the third day and I'm still posting on time)
Horror - committing horrific crimes
I chose this prompt but since I'm unable to produce gore you'll have a trademark silly comic about Charlie realizing some sinners probably can't be redeemed
Also known as: the besties have committed so many horrific crimes together they can't even recall them
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nifftyisgonnakillu · 3 days
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how much do you wanna bet loona’s name WAS luna before blitzø adopted her, he just spelled it wrong on the paperwork and they all kinda went with it 😭
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ratsayssqueak · 23 hours
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*Ito Junji parody
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chubs-deuce · 3 days
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nap,,,,
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railwynn · 24 hours
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It's complicated 🧍
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alisonandhope · 17 hours
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Extermination Day
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Horrors of Cooking: Hazbin Hotel
Charlie: Dinner's ready!
Angel: *sits at the table and waves his hand in front of his face* WHEW!!! Char, babe, what the fuck did you make?
Charlie: Pasta with alfredo sauce!
Alastor: *wearing a gas mask*
Angel: ......*pokes his plate hesitantly with a fork* .......There's enough garlic in this to flush out all the vampires in the city, Toots....
Charlie: Well..... I may or may not have had an issue with the garlic powder.... but look! It can't be that bad! Vaggie's eating it!
Vaggie: *polishing off her plate with a blank face* Can I have some more, babe?
Lucifer: Well, it can't be that bad. Let's give it a go, shall we?
Hazbins: *all take a bite*
Husk: *fur puffs up before falling out all at once*
Niffty: *eye starts watering profusely as she raises her fork in the air excitedly* YAY!!! PAIN!!!
Alastor: *refusing to take off the gas mask*
Lucifer: *coughing and wheezing as clumps of garlic powder catch in his throat and burn his mouth* Water!!! .....Water!!!
Angel: *feels his tongue burning and tingling with the overabundance of garlic as tears form in his eyes and he clutches his throat* FUCKING - A, CHAR!!!! WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! THIS IS A WAR CRIME AND AN AFFRONT TO ITALIANS EVERYWHERE!!!!
Vaggie: *leisurely eating her second helping*
Angel: HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU JUST EATING THAT?!?!?!?!
Vaggie: Years of practice.
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jib0 · 3 days
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day 7.
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beach / day out.
ok, this was the best week. I was a little late because of school, but I WAS HAPPY EVERY TIME I DRAWED THESE BOYS.
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pinkchicle · 2 days
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Day 2: Pining!❤💍
more closely:
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aroromantic · 2 days
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I've been trying to figure out why I moved away from one-sided radiostatic/ one way broadcast despite it starting out as one of my favorite ships and I think I figured out why.
I just relate to Alastor too heavily.
As an aroace person who is heavily romance and sex-repulsed when it relates to themselves (i.e. I can handle and even enjoy romance and sex to an extent when it isn't directed at or involving me), I relate very heavily to Alastor as a character who also reads as very sex and romance repulsed in the show.
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This is why I enjoyed one way broadcast so much. I've lost friendships because I was painted as the bad guy after not wanting to take things further and I can relate to Alastor for also losing a friend this way if we read their breakup as related to Vox's feelings.
But the majority of the content I see for the ship is from Vox's pov. It focuses on his feelings of rejection while Alastor is often portrayed as unbothered or even cruel for breaking it off.
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This isn't a bad thing. I'm sure a lot of people relate to Vox the way I relate to Alastor.
It's not even like the portrayal of Alastor in this interpretation feels out of character. Alastor is a really mysterious person who likes to keep his emotions hidden and clearly at least wants Vox to BELIEVE he wasn't hurt by the loss of their friendship and revels in being as cruel to him as Vox can be to Alastor.
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How much he actually cares is unclear and up to interpretation.
But no matter whether it works or not, the popular portrayal of their relationship is not the portrayal I related to.
This is more rant-y and personal than I usually get on here, but I thought my own feelings were an interesting look at how fandom portrayals can make or break a character or ship for someone, regardless on whether that ship is "good" or not. People just look for different things in their media.
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Green tourmaline with Alastor, Husk, and Angel pls? Thank you
A/n: 👏👏👏
Prompt Used:
⟣ green tourmaline (heart healer) - “i never thought i’d love someone like this again.”
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•Alastor•
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Love, now that was a foreign word to him. Alastor never believed in love, well he loved his mother but this was different. This was something entirely new to him. It was uncomfortable, it was strange, he wasn't used to it but he was still grateful for you. For you loving someone like him.
Watching you, Alastor swallowed thickly. He wasn't good at this, dealing with his emotions. "Dear..."
"Hmm?!" Blinking away the sleep, you yawned looking up at him. "Yea?"
"i never thought i’d love someone like this" The radio demon glanced away then dropped his shoulders, he was refusing to look at you now.
Blinking, you let out a soft laugh then shifted your body so you were sitting on your knees. "That makes me happy Alastor. I love you too you know, I'm happy you are by my side."
"As am I my dear."
•Husk•
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Back when he was alive, back when he was a human he could have sworn he was in love but all of that was a complete blur though he had a feeling that he would never find someone to love, to love him because who in their right minds would.
Well that vanished the moment you stumbled into his life. Husk knew he was in love with you the moment you flashed that pretty little smile at him. Closing his eyes, he placed a drink in front of you as he gave you a crooked smile.
"i never thought i’d love someone like this again" Husk muttered as he looked you over, you meant everything to him. "I wanna thank you for lovin someone like me." He muttered.
Leaning across the bar top you easily captured Husk's lips in for a soft kiss. "Never thank me for loving you Husk."
•Angel Dust•
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Angel Dust was in love once, back when he was a live, it was the type of love that you hold on too though it was a shame you were taken from him too soon. He replayed that moment in his head for years and most days when he thinks about he's able to make it through the next day.
Angel just never thought he would see you again, you didn't change much. Still had the same eyes he could look into for hours, the same smile he loved so much the wings were a nice touch.
He didn't expect to break down in your arms but it felt so good to hold you again. Through muffled sobs, he clung desprately to you afraid to let go, afraid that this is all some dream.
Smiling, you hugged him close. "You know, “i never thought i’d love someone like this again.”you joked though closing your eyes you let your head dip down to rest against his. "I'm home Anthony."
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yesihaveaobsession · 3 days
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You Deserve Better
Alastor x female reader
Summary: The one and only helps you through a breakup?
A/N- Hope yall like it! This is for someone who needs comfort today!
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Your boyfriend. You loved and cared for him. In fact, you had been together for seven years. You lived with each other on Earth when you were alive and well, and now together in Hell. But today was different. He cheated on you. Your loving boyfriend cheated and broke up with you.
Feeling completely despondent, you ended up curled under a blanket in your hotel room, crying your heart out. That's when Alastor 'teleported' into your room, finding you as a lump under the blanket and hearing your sobs.
"Oh... dear..." he said with a smile. You wanted to disappear, to vanish into thin air. You cursed your boyfriend mentally and everything around you. Alastor smiled; he had heard from the other residents what happened and was paying you a visit. You didn't want anything to do with him, so you cried harder because you knew he wouldn't help.
"I'm guessing your little lover boy cheated on you?" Alastor asked, tilting his head. Your voice was muffled by the blanket, but you sniffled and replied, "Broke up after seven years."
"Oh, how sad," he said in clear mockery. Not being in the mood, you said, "If you're going to be yourself with that self-mockery, then go away." You mumbled, sighed, and shifted under the blanket again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... now, now, there's no need to be so rude," he said with the same smile, then teleported onto your bed next to you.
"Come on out now, my dear." He grinned and poked under the blanket, making you squirm more, letting out a whine. Giving up on the mini fight the two of you were having, he won and pulled the blanket down to see your face. "There she is." Alastor's eyes roamed over your defeated form and back to your face, where your mascara was smeared. The Radio Demon let out a chuckle.
"Quite the mess, aren't you?" To be fair, you were in a vulnerable state. Even a compliment would make you all mushy, so when he said this, you started to tear up and your bottom lip puffed out. Alastor had little patience for crying, but not much.
He grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Oh, stop the tears, it's pathetic."
You sniffled. "He was right."
"Oh? And what did he say, dear?" Despite his tone, his touch was gentle. He gently wiped the mascara off your face.
"He said that I was weak and a no-good bitch who—"
Alastor interrupted by putting his clawed finger to your lips. You looked up at him with glassy eyes. "The only weak one is him. He never knew what he had."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that you're not weak, dear, that you're far from weak. You deserved someone far better than him, a pathetic excuse for a man."
"Men suck, no offense."
He chuckled. "No offense taken. I agree men are terrible creatures, well, except me of course." He placed a hand on his chest, gesturing to himself with such pride.
"Others disagree." You wiped your mascara off.
"They're tyrants."
You giggled. Alastor then got off the bed, held out his hand, and you took it. He decided to make you a nice dinner, to show that maybe, just maybe, he was the one and you deserved better.
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