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invader-reggie · 3 months
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Funniest thing that hazbin hotel fans do ever since alastor was confirmed aroace (which btw YESSSSS) is the way some of them defend him against the shippers.
"don't ship alastor he's asexual!!"
Do you think asexual people can't be in relationships 😭? I think you meant aro? (Aro people can still date technically but that's a whole other discussion) atleast properly try to understand what you're trying to defend lol
Honestly gets a chuckle out of me because the intention is sweet despite the lack of knowledge on it but does get annoying when you see multiple kinds of "don't ship Alastor!!" comments on a cute ship post that isn't even sexual in any way
Also don't worry about shipping alastor, it's honestly fine as long you're not trying to erase/deny that he's aroace + it's very interesting the different ways you can explore the aroace spectrum through alastor ships + queerplatonic ships are also a thing
Remember aroace is a spectrum!! Fanfiction is literally "what ifs" and "au's"!! And he's still canon aroace in the show!!
Remember to be respectful and enjoy the next 24 hours :)
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loose-pen · 2 months
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Some (very inconsistently stylized) fanart for Build It Up, Flay Me Down by demure_lemure on Ao3.
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I’m a big fan of Hazbin Hotel and I loved this fic! Alastor’s characterization is outstanding if you like him evil and cunning like I do, and his relationship with Husk is explored impeccably. On that note, ALL of the characterizations are amazing and feel very true to the current canon, and I feel like I got to know the characters in ways the main show didn’t have the time to expand on.
⚠️ Quick warning, it’s a pretty intense and deals with subjects of abuse, so mind the tags if you want to read it!
It’s short and well written, so if you have the time and think you can stomach it, I’d highly recommend it.
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duaghterofstories · 16 days
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Okay, @rius-cave has inspired me to make an AdamsApple (with side RadioHusk and a HolyDust friendship) angst fic, so here is a link to it on Ao3, cause it's kinda long.
Summary: Lilith returns to Hell. The problem? Adam was hooking up with Lucifer and was about to confess his feelings. Alastor has a deal with her and is very unsafe with her around. Angel and Husk are great best friends for them. So naturally, shit comes out at the breakfast table.
Please enjoy!
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eggcats · 15 days
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Husk and Alastor is the world's funniest grumpy/sunshine pairing
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top-shelf-tender · 1 month
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{{Everyone else has been comparing Angel/Val to Veronica/JD from Heathers when RadioHusk is RIGHT THERE.
Think about it: Husk becoming interested in this mysterious fellow Overlord and Alastor coming to enjoy Husk’s company, but his concept of affection is skewed. Alastor only understands want and power.
He’s been around longer than Husk, but there’s a respect and camaraderie there for The Gambling Demon who listens to jazz and holds himself to a similar standard. So when other older Overlords disrespect Husk? They start going missing. Alastor gains power while working his way closer to Husk. Eventually though, it’s not enough. He wants control over the man who’s made him do what few (if anyone) have before: care.
So when Husk falls on hard times, Alastor is there to swoop in and take what he wants. Alastor may have damaged their relationship in the process, but he’d rather be hated than lose Husk entirely. At least then Husk is feeling for him.}}
@jellystarcity
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clownyysstuff · 2 months
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Chapter 2 is posted <3
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huskin · 2 months
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Radiohusk Angst where Husk remembers the night he lost his soul to Alastor.
@irinaclockworker94 thanks for motivating me to write this :D
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mildewymolars · 3 months
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A little RadioHusk fanfic featuring fat!Alastor. feel free to point out any grammatical errors
Oh to be summoned by the Radio Demon
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When it happened Alastor was almost always drunk, if you could call it that, the metallic stench of blood heavy on his breath. He would always be summoned into a room completely cloaked in darkness as well, save for the ominous red glow of the deer demon’s eyes. The darkness, Husk was sure of it, served to conceal how bloated Alastor looked on those particular nights.
It was obvious. He had felt bones, picked clean of flesh dig into his back or clatter to the floor after he had shifted his position on the bed, countless times already. That mixed with the involuntary groans and sudden belches that would escape Alastor’s lips made what was going on abundantly clear.
Husk knew about Alastor’s complicated relationship with food, his tendency to gorge himself after the slightest emotional setback. Hell, the overlord’s waistline had ballooned over the decades, a clear testament to overindulgence. He knew Alastor wasn’t invincible, far from it. Yes, he hid his feelings well but Husk had also seen him unable to get out of bed for weeks on end, surrounded by piles of dirty plates and filth. In those moments of despair Husk was the one Alastor fell back on.
Husk turned around to face that familiar pair of crimson eyes staring at him from the darkness. Although their glow seemed dimmer than usual, they looked…tired. The air around him felt thick with the stench of blood, rotten flesh and unwashed body. He wanted to cover his nose but stopped himself. Slowly Husk climbed onto Alastor’s rickety old bed, hearing it creak as the portly demon shifted his weight with a huff to make room for him.
The stench intensified as he felt a rough woollen quilt being pulled over his legs and up to his chest. “You know there’s a thing called air fresheners, right?” Husk grumbled, hoping to earn a chuckle from the demon beside him. All he got was the constant low hum of static, that surrounded Alastor, spiking into a loud crackle. So it really was one of those nights. With a sigh Husk leaned back against the pillow behind him, it felt clammy. Alastor’s breaths sounded laboured, suddenly a loud belch cut through the silence of the room. It almost sounded painful. “Pardon me”, Alastor mumbled quietly.
“It’s only natural….Do you want me to...?”
“Yes”
With a groan and a few aggressive creaks from the bed frame, Alastor snuggled closer to Husk. A warm, round mass pressed against the cat demon’s side, Alastor’s gut. Gently Husk reached out and began to rub slow circles into the demon’s swollen midsection. It felt soft, the fat did, although beneath it Alastor’s stomach was undeniably stuffed taut. Husk didn’t even want to know how much he had eaten or what or *who*. After a while the overlord’s head came to rest on Husk’s shoulder, his wiry curls tickling the bartender’s sensitive nose. Soft burps still escaped his lips although they now sounded a bit less painful. Soon his entire body felt more relaxed.
Husk could feel Alastor’s hot breath against his ear, he could smell it too. A vile odour, one he’d grown used to, however. A hiccup made the warm mound beneath Husk’s paws wobble. It felt surreal to think back to how Alastor had looked when they had met for the first time decades ago. Lean and bony, malnourished even. Now he was soft all over, with a prominent belly that rested in his lap.
“You can stop now, Husker,” Alastor whispered. “My stomach can handle the rest on its own.”
Husk’s paws stopped their gentle rubbing, although he couldn’t resist giving Alastor’s gut a little jiggle.
“You’re gonna need a new suit again one of these days if you carry on like that”
“Rosie is a perfectly capable tailor.”
He sounded less troubled now, a good sign.
Now it was Husk’s turn to receive some affection. Slowly he shifted a little closer to Alastor, resting his head on the demon’s plush chest. The larger demon’s heart was beating rather rapidly, Husk smirked to himself, it wasn’t often that he got to witness the overlord getting flustered. Cautiously Alastor wrapped an arm around him. Husk let out a small purr.
About half an hour had passed and already soft, static-laden snores could be heard as Alastor dozed contentedly. Not wanting to jostle his (more than) friend awake, Husk decided to spend the night snuggled close to him. Sleep more often than not, eluded the radio demon so it was rare to find him resting so soundly. “Sleep tight, Al”, Husk whispered before letting his own eyes fall shut.
A few rays of early morning light were already filtering through the moth-eaten curtains when Husk stirred awake. Something was ticking his armpit. Expecting the worst Husk turned his head to the side. He was met with an outrageous sight. Alastor’s face lay buried deep in the cat demon’s armpit, inhaling his scent greedily. His warm breaths were causing the tickling sensation. “For Pete’s sake”, Husk muttered under his breath. This had happened before and it never failed to catch the bartender off guard.
A gentle poke to Alastor’s plump little double chin only elicited a sleepy whine from the demon. Clearly, he wanted to stay in his current position. With a long sigh , Husk resigned himself to enduring the predicament of having Alastor’s nose glued to his armpit until the overfed demon woke up. At least his burgundy and white striped pyjama shirt had ridden up, giving Husk a delicious view of the overlord’s well-padded middle.
Just another lovely morning in hell, Husk thought.
~The End~
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I'm pretentious and annoying: here are some of my fav bits of my own fucking fic. I'm literally so funny and good at writing.
I also forgot to add it to the fic notes but since I was ovulating and had the flu while writing this that meant I was snotting both out my nose and my pussy(which I don't think was good for my fluid intake://)
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knightfire · 3 months
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Since canon Hazbin starts releasing tomorrow, here’s a snippet of something from my au that’s been in the works for waaay too long! We’re way beyond just calling this thing canon divergent now so why worry about what canon does or doesn’t do?
Fic Excerpt: The Great Experiment
The charitible were calling it 'The Great Experiment', much to Alastor's chagrin. There was an ignoble sort of title, he’d thought! In his lifetime, he'd heard it used to describe both the ill-fated alcoholic Prohibition, and the founding of the American government.
Ah, the Prohibition had been a farce the likes of which he'd not seen again until his arrival in Hell itself! It made him nostalgic to think back on those days. The federal government had been a lackluster entity that he'd found too dull to do more than thumb his nose at in passing.
He had far more respect for this jazzy improvisation he found himself part of in the afterlife.
The Princess' "Great Experiment" was something unprecedented in all of Creation, and by his mind, it deserved a name that showed that! Instead, it was saddled with a moniker which brought to mind ineptitude, poor planning, and bets being taken on the side as to how long until it failed. Darling Husker had already assured him that there was much action on that last note, simply because of how outlandish the endeavor was.
Husk was playing both sides but optimistically favoring success. “We’ll be too erased to know better if it goes belly-up,” the chimera had ruefully smirked. “But Dear Hart, playing is the exciting part of any game, not the outcome!”
The way that his husband grinned was ever-beguiling, even as he joked about their final deaths. Neither of them knew what to think of this notion of the Princess’.
The establishment of a neutral visiting space for sainted and sinner souls, hosted in Hell itself, was a notion that even Alastor himself could scarcely have imagined. The Princess insisted that he had been the one to give her the idea, which was further bedeviling!
There were many in Hell who were against the notion, mostly from those in the lower circles. It wasn’t surprising. The Hellborn cared nothing for the inhabitants of Heaven. It was only in the ring of Pride that any beings looked towards the gleaming light of distant Salvation and fruitlessly wished. Not even the Ring Leaders, fallen angels themselves, seemed to have much use for their one-time home. Mortal souls were the ones who seemed to feel the urge to raise their eyes past the Seal, wondering and wanting.
Alastor himself was not immune to that longing. The brief glimpse he’d once had of Maman had somehow made the lack of her in his afterlife both better and worse- and he was one of the few to know a loved one yet endured in Heaven.
Well, perhaps they would not all long fruitlessly, after today. The establishment of the Tellurian Grounds was going to make it possible. There would be visiting hours in Hell. It was a notion so thoroughly humane that only dear Charlie could have dared propose it. This, her first act as Princess Regent, had been announced to a stunned populace a mere week before. Whatever she had done was in motion, and they were all along for the ride. Today, the agents of Heaven would be coming to begin the process to explore making things official, with a holy descent to the Hellscape outside of an Extermination Day.
Doubtless, the pernicious angels would be looking for any reason to deny the thing. It was already a certainty that there would be an attempt from the lower Rings to disrupt the proceedings.
Alastor and Husk had been recruited to ensure things ran smoothly. The Radio Demon's contribution was the influence of his powers and Husk with what the cat demon termed his "ability to herd dumbasses" to keep anything untoward from happening. Alastor couldn’t help but think that it would be marvelous if Husk’s ephemeral Luck chose to bless them today. They truly might need it.
If Heaven denied the establishment of this small, hopeful gesture of peace between the Immortal Spheres, there would be Lucifer to pay.
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fmoe1997 · 2 years
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And here's my second fic posted, Hold Your Breath. Another spicy fic involving Alastor, but this time it's with Husk. The two of them get into some shenanigans involving under-the-counter fun and Husk trying his best not to lose his shit.
When you're married to the radio demon, you should know exactly what you got yourself into. But even Husk can be surprised by some of the stunts he manages to pull, as you will find out.
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eeveegirly · 2 years
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/41084361
New fic alert!!! I wanted to play around with Hazbin Hotel before it came out and it was a lot of fun to do! I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did.
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irinaclockworker94 · 1 month
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Chapter two is here! @huskin
I hope you like it ^^
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fanby-fckry · 24 days
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You know what, I’m just gonna say it. I think that Alastor being aroace is part of the reason he’s so shippable to me.
Before you come at me, check the flag in my pfp; I’m aroace-spec.
Maybe it’s me projecting, maybe it’s because I love exploring relationships through an aroace lens, but goddamn. I ship him more than any other character and every time I do, his aroaceness is a major component in the ship.
Examples below the cut because it’s gonna get long:
📻🍎 || RadioApple:
There are so many versions of this dynamic and I am here for all of them.
We have the pre-canon kinky QPR that I show in UH3. I could talk about that all day, but to summarize:
Aroace x genuinely respectful allo is a dynamic that heals my soul.
Lucifer is less tied down by human constructs like amatonormativity, having never been human himself.
The Devil values consent.
Kinky cannibalism, kinky cannibalism, kinky cannibalism, kinky ca- *I am removed from the stage with a comically large hook*
Then we have the Evil and fucked up QPR dynamic:
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And of course, trying to get along for Charlie’s sake and eventually bonding over their shared love of dad jokes and musical theatre, both being violinists (yup, Alastor plays violin too, check the wiki) with niche hobbies/interests (ducks, furby organ) and accidentally winding up in a loving, healthy QPR.
📻🕸️ || RadioDust:
There’s something about an aroace and a sex worker who very rarely falls in love.
Angel would know that Alastor isn’t with him for sex, would know that he values Angel beyond his body.
With greyro Alastor, Angel and Alastor would both be inexperienced with romance, but in wildly different ways. Angel has never had a healthy romantic relationship and therefor tries not to fall in love. Greyro Alastor has probably experienced romantic attraction like less than three times in his 100+ years of existence.
And if Alastor never gains romantic attraction for Angel, that’s a whole other level to the dynamic.
It’s got some great angst potential with Angel wondering if he’s not good enough to love romantically or Alastor feeling guilty or confused as to Why It Hasn’t Happened Yet when he cares for Angel so deeply, and eventually it gets resolved with the two of them accepting that their attractions don’t have to match up for them to love/appreciate/care for each other and they smash the amatonormative relationship hierarchy as queer platonic partners.
Or, Angel’s just totally cool with it from the start because he’s spent decades in the kink scene and has potentially been exposed to more relationship anarchy than Alastor.
Kink and queerness have a great deal of historical and cultural overlap, and that includes aroace queerness. Because Angel’s had way more canon exposure to both, it’s possible he knows more about Alastor’s orientation than Alastor does, and I love the idea of Angel introducing him to terms or just being super chill about not labeling things.
📻♥️ || RadioHusk:
Drawing like 90% from pilot dynamic and headcanon on this. They’re just two old men. They get drunk and cuddle. Alastor is one of the few people who knows Husk can purr and takes advantage of this fact. Alastor considers Husk a friend in a fucked up, possessive way. Husk considers Alastor a pain in the ass, but does care about him on some level.
It’s Fucked Up and Evil QPR: Remix Edition.
And the versions where the author puts them through fanfic couple’s therapy and actually gets them into a healthy point in their relationship? One where Alastor no longer owns Husk’s Soul? *chef’s kiss*
📻🌹 || RadioRose:
For me, personally, this is an exclusively nonsexual, non-romantic ship. They’re besties; they’re QPPs. They’re married for the tax benefits and so that they cannot be forced to testify against each other in court.
Rosie knew Alastor was aroace before he did and rather than sit down and explain it to him, she decided to make ace puns.
📻💋 || RadioSiren: [edit, context here] RadioFemme
Ok, so this is entirely based on non-canon-compliant Lilith. Or, I guess, non-series-compliant Lilith. More of the old WOG stuff from the pilot era, with a healthy dose of headcanon for flavor.
I love the idea of Lilith and Lucifer having an open marriage; I love the UH3 style polycule dynamic.
Lilith being the original seductress and Alastor being aesthetically but not sexually or romantically attracted to her is very near and dear to my heart.
I’m an aroace with a voice kink who is aesthetically attracted to Lilith and I think Alastor is an aroace with a voice kink who would be aesthetically attracted to Lilith, ok?
📻📺 || RadioStatic:
I’m gonna be real with you, 90% of my interest in RadioStatic is in the one-sided version where Vox is a pathetic little incel simp and Alastor is either oblivious, mildly annoyed, or finds the whole thing hilarious.
Whenever there’s any reciprocation on Alastor’s part, I always imagine it being in a very aroace, very Alastor-esque way. He needs to be get something out of it completely unrelated to sex/romance. And he needs to be manipulative and sadistic in the process.
Whether that something is kink-related, a business transaction, or simply the quality entertainment provided by Vox being a cringefail TV-headed little bitch, I love to see it.
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avery-av-raw · 2 months
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Human RadioHusk
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I'm obsessed with these two. I want to find more fanfics with these AU's, if you know of any, please drop me names, links 🙏
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nunalastor · 2 months
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Tag List
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Adam / Lucifer (adamsapple)
Adam / Lute (guitarspear)
Alastor / Angel Dust (radiodust)
Alastor / Husk (radiohusk)
Alastor / Lilith (lilithstor)
Alastor / Lilith / Lucifer(lucilistor)
Alastor / Lucifer (radioapple)
Angel Dust / Husk (huskerdust)
Angel Dust / Lucifer (appledust)
Alastor / Rosie (radiorose)
Alastor / Vox (radiostatic)
Charlie / Vaggie (chaggie)
Husk / Lucifer (royalflush)
Lilith / Lucifer (lucilith)
Lute / Vaggie (fallenwings)
Valentino / Vox (voxval)
Hazbin Hotel
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cursed cat alastor
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cursed cat charlie
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shark vox
deer alastor
lamb lucifer
snake lucifer
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nun alastor
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stepdad alastor
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cursed cat baddie alastor
nunalastor (taylor's version)
astrological signs
voodoo spiral
wormgate
we are a huskersbar hate blog
susan (derogatory)
the cox chronicles
felony time
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