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zensations35 · 2 months
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Technical Difficulties (Al/astor)
OK HERE IT IS Seriously the audio took me longer than I expected but rrrghhh I think it came out SWELL YUSS? I really had to push because I don't do a lot of fan voicing and I'm nervous but >.< I promised!! Enjoy!!
 Alastor lounges over his vibrant crescent desk, his planned skit stacked on the red wood. The Radio Demon leans languidly toward his scepter--the microphone now powering the studio, with his help of course.
He flicks a few switches and curls the knobs with pointed claws until the soothing whine licks his ears, making them shiver.
Yes. The good stuff. The correct method.
“Hm~” Alastor hums as he finishes gearing up the system. 
The display lights up and--go! 
“Welcome, welcome listeners! To another radio show! Today I’ve been sent a request--which I shall graciously grant. I hope you enjoy this gift. Aren’t I generous?”
The click of a switch marks the start of the queued song and Alastor begins to bob his head along. Mmm~ Not exactly what he would have picked, but it’s nice and jaunty. He shuts off his mic so no one can hear him as he flips through the stack of papers, planning out his next few songs. He grins when he sees the lineup.
Alastor rises, hands clasped behind his back, as he observes the new gear in his studio. He had to wait so long to see all of his new toys. Well, new to him. Technically these mechanisms aren’t new. He prefers it that way.
He skates past his neatly arranged desk, shoes clicking like ice cubes on the hard floor, until he pauses next to a bookshelf. A few tomes have been moved, one leaning against another, and a not so thin layer of dust (dust!) has formed over it. 
A snarl lifts under his nostril and he can feel the bubble of anger fizzing in his chest. He reaches to swipe across the top of the book and comes away with a disgusting clump. He growls with indignant offense. 
Who in all the visible hells is responsible for--
Snf!
Oh fucks no. Fucking hells no.
Alastor’s dark eyes jerk toward the still rolling song. His snarl stutters, causing the sound to fizz. Fuck fuck fuck.
He pinches his nose with his clean hand, cinching the air in his throat, “HX-٨ـﮩZz!” 
The song flutters and Alastor has more than one reason to punish whoever cleaned--or didn’t clean--the station before he came.
Forgetting all else, he picks  up speed, heading toward the gear and holding his hands above it, as if his magic could prevent it from further disturbance.
There. It’s fine. He just n-eeds t-to…
“H˚〰gk!” 
The song crackles, jumping forward by at least half a minute, “H’ZN٨ـﮩKw!” his teeth chit together and the static buzzes with new life. 
A violent hiss seethes from the Radio Demon as he threatens his nose with a violent smush to stamp out the tickle. Enough of that. 
The song finally ends and he glides back to his seat, voice trilling once more.
“Apologies, folks! Technical difficulties. But! I shall make it up to you, dear caller. I have quite a refined ear--makes for a good host, no? Let’s find some--h٨ـﮩhhh--something with a bit more punch, hm?” he ignores the pops from the speaker and flicks on the song. 
He knows he should be gracing his listeners with more of his voice, but first he has to deal with this goddamn dust. 
After one more sweep of the station, the Radio Demon finds five more patches of grime. Five! Filthier than a hellhound’s gullet, this is! 
Even movement as simple as turning around has him bumping into a shelf of old cobwebbed shelves, spitting granules of dust into the air. The air Alastor is breathing for fuckwave’s sake!
He cups his  nose and mouth with a claw as his eyes water. Muffled hitches warm his cheeks and spackle his fingers with moisture. 
“Hih٨ـﮩh-XZ٨ـﮩST!” 
Godfuckingdammit!
The song on the station warps and a bud of rage burns Alastor’s core. His breaths are beating against his chest, hungry to get free.
“Hh-hmn KZZ٨ـﮩZZH! H٨ـﮩH-FUCK! TZ٨ـﮩZH-IY!” 
Alastor stumbles back behind the desk, flicking switches and knobs. Only the clicks and plinks of the switches signify he’s done anything. His left hand covers his face in an attempt to muffle the crackling hitches, but they whine through the janky song regardless.
“H-ih! IH!” The waves bump and leap, Alastor’s fingers wobbling as he fights with himself while trying to regain control of the show. There’s a faint sound, the hint of leftover bandwidth. Then, “HY-X٨ـﮩZZH٨ـﮩH-Y٨ـﮩH!” 
A siren pop! The station whirrs, then lets out a final gasp before it loses the last dregs of power. 
Alastor freezes in the dark, now silent tower. He gives the switches another flaccid flick. 
Nothing’s working. Everything seems to have shorted out. His fist curls, shivering with barely concealed violence. 
Alastor rips his hand from his face and whirls to wrench the rotary phone from its cradle near the wall. Thank fucks for landlines. 
He dials, eyes black and heavy as he speaks into the phone’s shell.
“I want a new cleaner. Fire the other one.”
A pause. Then, “She sounds perfect. Send her over.” This one better be good.
He scoffs at the next question, “I really do not care what you do with the old cleaner.” He hesitates for a moment, his eyes crawling over the studio, his radio show cut before it even really began. His lips curl, shadows dancing and splitting behind his back. “Actually,” his voice crackles and blares down the line, “I do.”
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emicat1159 · 25 days
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I was trying to come up with a dark and dramatic caption for this... I couldn't come up with anything XD
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a-hazbin-spider · 5 months
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Italian spooder torture: https://youtu.be/LqpedpNN9vk?si=Jnddv-GG3GXdsLPa
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“… Astor? Doll? I’m gonna take a wild guess n’ say you uh- you found new menu items over here, eh?”
Ain’t killed him yet, but sometimes by god that guy sure tried his hardest.
@shadowofthehost
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Beetlejuice needs to be forcibly removed from me
Astor and Vox are too fun to draw as Lydia and Beetlejuice
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shadowofthehost · 3 months
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When Astor was new he had no idea what sex really was so Angels flirty antics went over his head or just confused him
How to become friends with Angel- meet every advance with a complete lack of understanding
Now Astor is just as much of a nightmare as Angel because he is a terrible influence on goth Bambi
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helluvapurf · 10 months
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idk if you're still doing the bingo but if you don't mind any hazbin ships: what do you think of charlie x alastor/charlastor?
(Oop, meant to put this in the previous ask I answered) -But yep! I'm still taking shipping bingo asks if anyone's curious, go ahead ^^
As for what I think of Char/lastor? ...Weeeeell- ^^;
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Been awhile since the OG Hazbin pilot came out and... my thoughts are basically about as "meh" into the ship as I was previously :/ 🤷‍♀️
Like, on the surface level I can (somewhat) see the appeal with their shared love of theatrics, the “opposites attract” potential with their designs, and perhaps down the line with alot of character development, a (legit) Charlie & Alastor friendship could be interesting to explore...
...But outside of the basic aesthetic appeal... ehh, this one just feels like it's gonna be doomed to fail with all their innate differences 😔 Alastor's an Overlord of Hell who yearns on misery and failure, even admitting openly that he thinks Charlie's plan of "redemption" is only good for entertainment value... and, not much else? Meanwhile with Charlie's (admittedly naive) yearning for redeeming as many souls as she can, I feel like the only way Alastor would even look at her in that direction would be by lying/manipulating her for his own gain...
Which like... given all the crap Charlie has to deal with from everyone else on the daily (minus Vaggie ofc), why put the girl through even more potential heartache, yknow? :(
(Not to mention just how... well, "everywhere" the pairing can be when it comes to fandom browsing (*to the point that others seem to just get ignored/bashed-on in favor of more Charl/astor focus :c*), and the ship just overall ain't my cup of tea in the long run-)
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wall-flower-arts · 2 years
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Gift art for friend. A fitting piece~ ^^
They can both be big teases, But I'm pretty sure Astor is more the instigator in that department XD
@shadowofthehost
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because-i-simp · 2 years
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“I Always Drink Whiskey...It’s Never Turned Against Me Like This Before...”
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Fem!Niss is just drunk and frustrated! @shadowofthehost​
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sinnerxroulette · 2 years
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Notices Angel encouraging Astor to rob men of their money-
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“Just kill him.”
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lavleyart · 3 months
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any long term follower here remembering my 2019 Alastor addiction?
Yes, Not Astor, ALAstor from Hazbin Hotel?
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With Hazbin being officially released today I am begging I wont fall back into that lolll Anyways this image above is my somewhat recent Alastor art
and here are some oldies from 2019:
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But know that no matter what character I obsess over, Vaati is and will always be my No. 1 fave blorbo and time has proven that I return to him every few years lol.
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kommandantpinks · 2 months
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OMG NEW ASTOR FAN A N D YOU LIKE HAZBIN HELLO HI HI HI WELCOME!!!! :D YOU ARE NOW ONE OF US ENJOY YOUR STAY
HI!! is totally not a vaati fan wearing an astor mask
I DO LOVE HAZBIN HOTEL THO YES YES YES THANK YOU!! I SHALL ENJOY MY STAY
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zensations35 · 3 months
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Off-Air (Alas/tor)
Stuck in bed for days, watched this show twice. Wrote a quickie drabble of my super bae (spoiler, I usually pick the ace character to mess with bc relate) so, here's our resident asshole Radio Demon being a little shit with some snz--anywayhereyougoenjoy!
Alastor was taking a stroll. Just a stroll. Leisurely. Perfectly natural. It just happened to route him to VoxTek. Coincidence, of course. Of course. 
He grins up at the jutting, gaudy building--nothing like the unobtrusive yet classier radio tower he himself owns--and enters.
The demon workers attempt to stop him. Or, he supposes, they would, were they not so taken with such scandal--all gaping mouths and stretched jaws. Tactless. 
He cruises on, not breaking stride, even as his curling smile fuzzes the monitors as he passes.
As expected, Vox cannot restrain himself enough to wait patiently for his arrival. Vox storms onto the second floor, grainy white noise snowing his screen. The attempt to surprise Alastor fails, as the much less cranky of the two reclines on one of the dime-a-dozen roller ball chairs, his lips forming a perfect V in a way only a demon’s lips can. 
“What the electric fuck are you doing here?” Vox spits, his decibels rising feverishly.
Alastor sprouts from the chair and languidly flows around the room as if inspecting it. He hums, the amplitude of his voice slightly distorted. “You could do with better maintenance, my good fellow.”
Vox's left antennae twitches in annoyance. He pulses a reverb of angry signals. “Always. With. The Damn. Insults.”
Alastor ignores him. “I had an idea that might interest you,” the radio demon trills. 
“If you’re here to make a deal, fucking forget it. Get the fuck out of my office,” Vox jabs an electric blue thumb over his shoulder. 
Alastor glides along the edge of a desk, tutting disappointedly, his sleek clawed fingers skating across the cool surface before rubbing them together with a staticky cluck of his tongue.
“Such filth,” he rolls his fingers as if coaxing a spark to life.
“What’s it to you? I didn’t invite you, and it’s my--”
“You know,” Alastor shorts out his sentence mutely, “I was once quite riddled with a fierce dust allergy.” He turns a bemused expression, finally meeting the screen’s gaze. “It was rather…” he taps his daggerlike teeth with a red-tipped pinky, “capricious.”
Vox scoffs, but he visibly stiffens, fists curling, “You wouldn’t. You’re not even…”
Alastor snakes a sharp finger under his nose, head tilting to the side impishly, “One never truly knows when…hhh--!”  his pitch jumps, throat buzzing as it leaps into the speakers on the desks, the walls. A whine sings from the hallway, piercing a dozen ears. 
“HZZT-!” Another deep hitch stretches the limits of the bandwidth before the decibels crank higher. “H’pT٨ـZz٨ـzZT٨ـﮩ!” 
A violent pop and two of the speakers in the room begin emitting smoke. All the screens flare blue, code running in a tizzy. Vox spins his head in a 360, eyes flashing red with rage.
“You mother--!!”
“My deepest apologies,” Alastor clutches his cane to his chest, giving his nose a coy knuckle rub and a staticky sniffle. “Such a shame,” he tsks. 
Before Vox can demand it, Alastor picks up his heels, spinning the cane and strolling toward the door. “Perhaps I should return when you have upgraded to more…ah…durable equipment.” 
He saunters toward the elevator, lazily waving the back of his hand. “Ta~”
Vox’s eye glitches, his teeth all fangs. “I. Fucking. Hate him.”
There is no venom quite like lies.
And no art like deceit. 
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phaethonstims · 2 months
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WHORE stimboard (rowan) /silly
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TOTALLY APPROPRIATE ROWAN ASTOR STIMBOARD!!
Req ; Beatrixcampbelltruther
It's hooker, you got a hooker themed one .. Or whore themed. Whichever you prefer! I forgot just how fun it is to make these and i'm so sorry we've been gone for months :(
—Owner1
Gif creds below:
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a-hazbin-spider · 2 years
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Astor bounces on his toes and gives the taller spider a peck on the cheek. "Gotcha!" @shadowofthehost
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“What a fuckin’ twist a’ fate! I’ve been got!”
A hand is placed to his cheek and he seems quite happy with the little gift he’s given! Even makes a chipper little hum.
“Thanks Astor, das nice yer bein’ all sweet. Heh! Here.” And there’s a nice ol’ smooch planted onto the forehead with a swift sweep of the bangs. Don’t worry, the remnants of lipgloss look good there!
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sourjablokinsfw · 1 month
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OH THIS ONE IS SOO GOOD!!
wanted to share here, it's al*ast*or/ni*fty! I don't mind this ship but there might be someone I believe who will. sharing it because 1) fat al*astor fic which are rare; 2) the AMAZING descriprion of him eating.
please leave some kudos and comments for that fic it's wonderful!!!
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shadowofthehost · 2 years
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Astor laughing at Voxs new nose
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