#｡･:*˚:✧ radio talk !

[magical-oppas]

Am I the only one who is obsessed over this little interaction?

Just two pookies having fun😭

#honestly yuki is actually so nice #people jusy judge him on a few radio tantrums #as if he is the only one who has them #formula 1 #yuki tsunoda #oscar piastri #mint talks

[halo-lll-odst]

this might be my fav gabe newell dialogue moment out of the whole stream

#marrsbarrs talk #rtvs #wayneradiotv #hl:age #hlage #radio tv solutions #half life alyx gnome edition

[princekeerys]

i’m completely and utterly in love with the concept of reader developing feelings for alastor, but she knows he’s aroace so she doesn’t know how to communicate/doesn’t wanna cross any boundaries. so the next best thing? distance and close herself off from him.

when they’re in the same room she will not look at him or talk to him in case it slips that she’s head over heels.

she even goes as far as standing on the other side of the room because being too close to alastor sends her into a nervous frenzy.

but alastor, being the very observant demon that he is, notices how closed off she’s being when he’s used to her standing close to him. used to her soft and calming voice. used to having her presence around him all the time.

does he miss it? yes. will he ever admit that out loud? absolutely not.

so alastor confronts her about it. and maybe it takes a bit of poking and prodding to finally get reader to admit everything and she’s so terrified because “i don’t wanna lose you to my stupid and idiotic feelings”

but then… hehe. alastor just says;

“my darling, i love and cherish your company more than any of the others here. it’d be a downright shame to not have a beauty like you on my arm”

#❥ lexi’s daydreams #stfu i’m blushing so hard rn #if anyone wants to talk specifc concepts of this pls do!!! i’m OBSESSED!!! #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #alastor x you #alastor fluff #alastor x reader #alastor imagine #alastor fanfiction #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon #hazbin hotel blurb #hazbin hotel fluff #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin hotel x reader

[agingerpanda]

Big talk for someone who’s also on a leash.

#alastor #hazbin hotel #the radio demon #lilith morningstar #alastor fanart #hazbin alastor #AHHHHHHH #i need answers #Big talk for someone who’s also on a leash #hazbin hotel theory #hazbin hotel fanart

[schaethdyn]

jerma just completing side quests at this point

#feel like i should mention hes talking like a 1950s radio host as well #jerma #jerma985 #ludwig #chessboxing

[caramel-cream50]

Dude it is so interesting to me how different husk and angel are treated by their soul owner.

Also like, Husk has seen how Valentino treats Angel, he’s not only had a first hand experience but he has seen how fucked up angel seems when he gets back to the hotel after work.

But Angel has seen nothing but Alastor occasionally telling Husk what to do. Like he knows that Husk can relate to him and he thinks Alastor is freaky as fuck but he’s never seen to what extend Alastor has control of him.

Which we can’t blame him for obviously cause we didn’t even see how bad it was until episode 5. Alastor does treat Husk like a pet and i’m so curious why he left husk alive after killing almost every overlord he faced??

I really hope we get a scene of angel asking husk to go into more detail about what happened to him or maybe Alastor threatening husk in front of the others and everyone is kinda like “what the shit”

Like look at him. He’s absolutely terrified

Alastor clearly has a firmer hold on Husk then it seems and I feel like it’s gonna prevent husk from keeping up with the others

#someone talk to me about this #i can’t stop thinking about it #hazbin Hotel #husk #huskerdust #radio demon #alastor #hazbin hotel show #fandom shit #charlie morningstar #vaggie

[chronicbeans]

A random example of my mother and I talking about Alastor:

Me: Mom, this is my new hyperfixation and comfort character! He's a smol little demon deer man! I wanna have a queer platonic friendship with him! 😁

My Mom: You're "Smol little demon deer man" is currently EATING A DEER. RAW, TOO.

Me: HE'S DOING IT POLITELY THO-

*Cue my mom spending ten minutes talking about Hannibal Lector and comparing his eating habits to Alastor*

#my mom is the best #Our ADHD hits us both hard when talking about fictional characters #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #alastor the radio demon #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel alastor #comfort characters

[coneheads-deserved-a-noble-prize]

When I first saw the Hazbin Hotel pilot, I knew Alastor would rise to the ranks of Tumblr Sexyman.

And I knew that he was going to be shipped every which way possible, but-

I DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO BE THE FANDOMS DESIGNATED DOMMY POPPY?

I took one look at those little dear ears and wasp waist and thought- Oh! They are going to ruin him.

BUT APPARENTLY NOT?? Because EVERY other male character introduced has somehow managed to be MORE BABY GIRL???

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For example:

VOX IS CONSTANTLY ARCHING IS BACK, LIKE HE'S BEGGING FOR IT.

He probably would too.

LUCIFER SEEMS TO BE BUILT FOR TOSSING AND TURNING LIKE A SMALL BEAN BAG??

(For all that's holy, he even won the Sluttiest Waist competition.)

I do not need to explain him.

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These are just the most common people Alastor is paired with, and they ALL managed to out girly-pop him.

Vivienne must be punished for her sins.

#lmao that last bit was unhinged. #what am i talking about this whole post reeks of deludement #alastor #lucifer morningstar #radioapple #viziepop #hazbin hotel alastor #apple radio #radiostatic #hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox #vox #hazbin hotel angel dust #angel dust #radiodust #vivziepop

[reaxlette]

Ring-around-your-Rosie

#alastor #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin rosie #radiorose #but as friends #y know they talk mad gossip #hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #radio demon #rosie the cannibal

[turtleofthehollow]

"Characters hating each other so much they accidentally get married" is a great trope we need more of

Bonus points if they still can't stand each other, and have no explanation for why they've vowed to be life partners

#i'm of course talking about alastor and lucifer from hazbin hotel #these 2 are so much fun and i need more of them in my life #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel lucifer #alastor and lucifer #radioapple #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #alastor #lucifer #alastor the radio demon #the radio demon #tropes #favorite tropes #ship tropes

[thefirstpaleontologist]

Anatomy of Alastors demonic forms

#Alastor #hazbin hotel #we know he got shot in the head by a hunter and that’s how he died #and that that’s prob tied to why he’s a deer demon #and radio dial eyes is obv because of his ties to being a radio host in life and now in death #but do we know anything about the stitches and broken neck #in a lot of scenes we see him twist his neck violently #and in his demons forms it’s always crooked #did his neck get snapped during or after he was shot? #I guarantee you that if we ever get a scene where Alston’s neck is bare it will have a fucked up scar or something #I’ve heard theories that the stitches on his mouth could be tied to his constant smile #either that his smile is such an important feature that it became permanent in death #or that whoever he made a deal with made it so he’s not able to actually talk about it #could be both even because in some scenes there’s only stitches in the corner of his mouth and in the deal scene they’re all the way across #personally the stitches in combo with the deer form and the fact he was killed by a hunter makes my mind go to taxidermy #it kind of looks like he was stuffed and stitched up #I’ve also seen people compare his stiches to those voodoo dolls #but I dont know enough about them to make any kind of comparison

[forget-me-ghost]

I may be delulu when it comes to Alastor but at least I'm not as delulu as those people who were genuinely surprised when the serial killer cannibal acted like an asshole. Like, really guys?

You poke the mentally unstable man, you get the mentally unstable response.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor #alastor the radio demon #I may believe that from the morally evil Al will shift towards more of a grey area #but I never got manipulated by his cheerful persona #you wanna talk about Charlie getting manipulated by Alastor? #how about we talk how this man manipulated half of the fandom without even trying

[willowser]

ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴀʟʟ ғᴏᴜʀs. werewolf kiri au.

you wake up under a mountain of furs.

light comes flickering from the hearth and, warm and welcoming as it is—you've no idea where you are.

you don't recognize the inside of the cabin; it's certainly not yours, nor is its layout that of any you’ve seen in the village. it's rather plain, with a singular window and table and chair and small fireplace, empty enough that you wonder how anyone could live comfortably with so little.

outside, the winter storm rages on, and there's a howl that cuts through the air that strikes bone-deep.

all at once your memories come back to you: dragged through town with bound hands and ankles, in only a thin night dress, screaming with all your might as the physician that delivered you into this world tied you to an old pine, along with the priest and the man that sold you blueberries in the spring.

people you knew and loved. had trusted.

the memories become hazy after a while, darkening with the night that crept in. you remember your body losing its feeling, but not its fear. you remember the violence of the storm, breaking trees and branches and uprooting the forest floor. you remember the horrible and hulking shape of something rising in the moonlight.

the door shoves open then, with enough force to send you scurrying back into the corner of the room. the blizzard tries to rush inside, but a man stands in its way, leaning back against the wood to keep the wind and snow out where it belongs. he's—big, as tall as the frame and just as wide, with thick hair that he's tied back, messy and low.

he's rosy in his cheeks and on the tip of his nose, as bright as the eyes that snap to you the moment you dare to breathe.

he doesn't say anything, at first. the bag of firewood he sets at his feet settles as he turns to you in interest, eyebrows raised. the clothes he's wearing look—old and worn, certainly not suitable for the storm roaring outside, with the holes and tears in the fabric. the boots he has on, however, seem heavy, have his steps echoing when he moves further into the room.

you pull your knees up to your chest and try to shrink away; beneath your thin dress, your skin has pebbled up, reminding you of just how vulnerable you still are.

your fear translates; the man stops on the other side of the little table, breathing in deeply before raising his hands up in what reads as surrender.

"hello," he finally says, and when you don't respond, he places a thick hand to his dark-haired chest and introduces himself as, "eijirou."

he nods emphatically and then repeats himself, as if to reinforce the name. you only grant him a small nod in return—and he smiles. it's wide, stretching across his face, and friendly, authentic enough that you question whether you're as damned as you thought, or perhaps saved.

how did you even get here? the question finally thaws out from the recesses of your brain and you take another look around the room as if the answer lies between the wood or nestled into the furs. this place looks too hand-crafted, you realize, all of it—and the man before you looks like he could move mountains, if he wanted to.

the chains that had bound you were iron-strong and didn't once budge in all your thrashing, before things went dark—but now you are inside by a well-maintained fire, warm and free, and all that remains of your ill fate are the indentions worn into your wrists.

he's still staring at you, the man. eijirou. he's not moved any closer, either, and when you meet his curious gaze, his lips twist and his eyes narrow. a thoughtful noise comes out of his mouth, like he's thinking of what to say or how to say it, and you're reminded that you don't recognize where you are, nor do you recognize him in the slightest.

big as he is, you don't think he could have carried you too far in a snowstorm such as the one still raging outside; are you still somewhere deep in the forest? in a cabin at the heart of the wood? saved by a man that somehow survives with so little out in the middle of nowhere?

"eijirou," you test the name on your lips and he perks up at the sound, attention snapping back to you instantly. you don't know if it's winter seeping through the floor, or if it's in the way that he watches you, that makes you shiver.

finally, he asks, "cold?" and when you nod, he slowly makes his way over to you, carefully, as if approaching a deer ready to run.

—and then he sheds his shirt with a quick shrug and holds it out to you.

you should want to look away, for decency sake, but you're—stunned by it, by him. there's a litany of scars that paint him in odd and worrisome places, but he stands tall and strong before you, unbothered by his own state. unbothered by the eyes that run over the expanse of his bare shoulders, the dark, thick trail of hair running down from his belly button, the ripples of muscle his loose shirt did well to hide.

you take it from him carefully and it's so warm, almost hot, that you press it to your face immediately to chase away the chatter of your jaw. the material itself, however ragged, is big enough to drape over your curled form like a blanket, and so you do just that. it carries the earthy smell of the woods, deeply woven into the fabric; pine and musk and something smoky.

with your cheek still pressed to his shirt, you look up to thank him, at last, but the words still in your throat at the minute changes of his face: still smiling, though sharper now, somehow, and his eyes are still wide with that keen, rapt interest—but the crimson to them has set like the sun and they've grown just as dark as the night outside.

#i wrote this like a madman pls excuse the first draft quality hehe #PLEASEEEE he's so akfhahfkah isn't socialized LOL #doesn't talk to anyone really 🥺has no reason to 🥺 #he's new to all this 🥺 #doesn't mean to put you in his lil nest and cover you in the smell of him 👀 #okay well he DOES but he didn't know it would AFFECT HIM THAT WAY PLEASE #ugh this has been living in my head for so long i'll write more of this when it isn't 1 am LOL #✿ thoughts: kirishima #✿ willow writes #song is wolf like me by tv on the radio !!!

[goldsainz]

HANG IT IN THE LOUVRE!!!!!!

#｡･:*˚:✧ radio talk !

[butterflies-and-roaches]

Friendly reminder that while this could very well be the alastor that mostly interacts with lucifer

This is the alastor that falls asleep in luci's bed

(I am gradually loosing my mind)

#radioapple #headcanon #hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #appleradio #lucifer morningstar #butterfly talks #hazbin alastor #lore stuff

[agoddamneddelight]

how reliable is the london northwestern. spent way too long on this :)

#sherlock holmes #john watson #acd holmes #watsolmes #acd canon #my art #can’t quite remember that bert coules radio quote #where h and w get somewhere on time and watson says something abt the reliability of the british railway #if anyone remembers what i’m talking abt lmk lmao #also thanks tumblr for always ruining the quality of my art <333