Staticradio Stories

(ENG) - 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. ● Hell is loud. Signals never truly die. And some connections refuse to fade-no matter how much you try to cut them. After death, Alastor and Vox carve their names into Pentagram City in very different ways: one through shadows and radio waves, the other through screens and electric control. They are rivals, opposites, disasters waiting to collide. But before the power, before the hatred, there was something else. Something unfinished. A Tale of Waves and Frequencies follows their story across life, death, and everything in between-through ambition, betrayal, obsession, and the kind of bond that refuses to stay buried. As alliances shift and new players enter the game, both of them try to move on, to replace, to forget. They fail. Spectacularly. Because in Hell, you can destroy the evidence. You can drown the signal. You can even convince yourself you've let go. But some frequencies keep bleeding through the static. And when they do... you either answer- or you break. ✨ Slow-burn / friends to enemies to something worse 📻🎥 All shades of RadioStatic 💔 Angst, obsession, messy emotions 🔥 Power dynamics, rivalry, toxic bonds 🎶 Music-driven narrative

DISCLAIMER: This story is a sequel to 'Show and Tell', my previous story. For context, I recommend reading 'Show and Tell' first. 'After sharing a very private memory of his with Charlie, Alastor can't get Vox off of his head. The Sinsmas atmosphere forces him to bring even more deep thoughts to the surface, which, this time, prefers to keep private. Vox's mind is quite tormented too. The past bears upon two broken hearts. But, what was it that broke them? Is their bond repairable?' •Cover found on Pinterest, posted by: @Vaggiexorcist •Edited by: @silly_sal_UwU on Pinterest •Characters belong to Vivziepop •Story written by: me Trigger Warnings: swearing, sexual/sensitive themes

What I think canon Alastor thinks of our ships, mine included! (This is a joke and shit post in response to someone who sent me hate over a ship for no reason.) Ship who you want to ship, it's not my business. These are fictional characters, you're not hurting anyone so who cares? Also, just because someone ships a couple doesn't necessarily mean they want it to be canon.

After the end of the world as we know it, three university students try to survive in the new world. Armed only with their wits, a handful of seeds, and a pirate radio station, can they beat the odds? This story is told in excerpts from the totally not a diary of Max, and details the hardships and triumphs that the trio face as operators of the growing station, Static Radio.

Alastor'un yedi yıl süren sessizliği Vox'u paramparça etti. Şimdi geri döndüğünde Vox, kalbinin hâlâ aynı frekansta attığını fark ediyor, ama Alastor'unki çoktan başka bir kanala geçmiş.

Vox has been missing for 7 years. Not even what remains of the Vees are aware of Vox's wellbeing, yet Alastor has finally secured the only communication line with his rival, old pal, and dearest friend. Vox on the other hand seems... off. Alastor is on a mission to find out why.

amore,dolore e un nuovo personaggio ooo

Vox sneaks into the Hazbin Hotel during a thunderstorm and finds Alastor awake... things (will) escalate from there (This is an unfinished RadioStatic fic and the first one I plan on publishing)

This story is created just for fun for my little hobby in making stories and this is just my AU or something. ‼️This story is about Vincent and Alastor being friends to enemies or something more than that, well, that's what Vincent was expecting. This story explores the feelings of the two characters, guilt, fury, feelings of butterflies in their stomach (romantic things), and sadness.‼️ I'm sorry some of the parts are a bit short, it's my first time writing a story here. Hope you all enjoy this! ♡ - yours truly, author.

An Alastor X Vox Story. Alastor was shot dead in the forest of his own grounds - mistaken for a deer. His family (Mother) was killed by his own Father because they were different and Alastor managed to escape from joining the same fate. Everyday he lives with regrets and was afraid ever since. Vox, born and died much later than Alastor, he also had a hard time. He was... A nerd mainly. He was tall, had a blue and green eye at birth, black hair, and people didn't like him because of his differences. He hated it. His family did care about him, but barely. They gave him bare minimum. He died because of people. They "pranked" him which lead to his death in his mid-thirties, ten years after he opened his own TV shop in the real world.

Un día más en este infierno. Nada nuevo: la misma rutina, los mismos deberes, las mismas personas. "Tal vez más tarde podría ir por algo de beber" Pensó Alastor mientras se levantaba y procedía a colocarse su traje de todos los días. Tras cumplir con sus labores en una jornada ajetreada, llena de molestias por parte de algunos integrantes de aquel hotel, Alastor terminó frente al cantinero, pidiendo algunas copas de whisky puro. Justo entonces apareció Vox, que mal día para coincidir. -Miren a quién tenemos aquí... Alastor. -¿Tu especialidad es aparecer en los peores momentos, verdad, querido? Vox lo miró, frunciendo ligeramente el ceño. -De todas maneras, yo ya me disponía a retirarme. Buenas noches, estimado. Cuando Alastor estaba a punto de irse, Vox lo interrumpió. -¿Por qué no tomas unos tragos conmigo? ¿O acaso la edad ya empieza a afectarte? -Mmm... ni que lo digas. Pero la cuenta va por tu parte. Pasaron unas horas bebiendo, hablando de ciertos temas triviales y lanzando indirectas filosas entre copa y copa. Finalmente, Alastor se levantó de su asiento. -Buenas noches, Vox. Salió del bar, pero Vox lo siguió rapidamentr hasta afuera. El olor a alcohol todavía flotaba en el aire. -Espera, Al. -¿Sucede algo? -¿Hasta cuándo vas a seguir negándolo? -¿A qué te refieres? -Lo sabes bien. Alastor suspiró suavemente. -Deberías olvidar todo lo que pasó aquel día, querido. Hay cosas que suceden por error... acciones involuntarias... hechos que es mejor dejar fuera de la memoria. Ahora, si me disculpas, me retiro. -¡Espera, ALASTOR! Pero de pronto Alastor desapareció entre sus sombras, dejando a Vox bajo la lluvia que había comenzado a caer. Una vez más... con aquel mismo vacío que había sentido aquel día.

Vox, Velvet, and Valentino start a series where they investigate the mystery that is the Radio Demon. At first, it was about making fun of the deer but as they go on, they find themselves falling more and more down the rabbit hole. Disclaimer: I don't own the images displayed throughout the story or Hazbin Hotel.

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.

Here's a book that holds any art, pics, gifs, or animations of Voxy. I luv him, sm. There will be ships. Many ships. Mainly being StaticMoth, StaticApple, and StaticSpider, and RadioStatic especially. (Cover art by Wr-Winter)

What if Alastor was the one to ruin his and Vox's friendship? Because of the feelings he wanted to deny. Also I'm not a good writer so expect small changes in chapter because of edits.

This fanfic is made for JJOneechan on Tumblr based off their valentines day comic!! (meaning that the cover artwork is also theirs) anyway i wanted to post it here i dont really use wattpad anymore but since you guys have been begging me to write radiostatic after almost 2 years i thought why not post it To read the story on ao3, my user is rawr2010

Set in the past when Vox and alastor were friends

Alastor has been captured by Vox! But, I guess you can't really say that when he basically allowed Vox to do it. Just a bunch of one shots!

ONE SHOT STORIES FOF MY TWO LITTLE GUYS❤️ no one else but them🥰🥰 I do mostly smut and fluff lolol (ART COVER NOT MINE!!)