darling, my dear.

'𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 !

[radiosets]

[ INACTIVE ] ⛧　　#𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐒　:　an independent & selective roleplay + character study blog centered around our beloved R̵͓̾́̀A̷̛̟D̶̩̟̉̚͝Ḯ̷̩̲̥Ọ̵̮͍̌̏͂ ̶̱̩̌̋͑D̶̹̍̓E̵͇̤̓͌M̸̛̮̗͙O̸͔̿͗͠N̴͇̈ ALASTOR from the animated series 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋. this particular portrayal will be canon & headcanon - based. canon divergence will happen where i deem it to be necessary, as character development is imminent & inevitable. established in february 2024.

ㅤ eaten by 𝙆𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙀 * ◜ twenty - five & up , she / they pronouns ! ◞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ carrd is in the works, so rules under the cut !

　⛧　　PLEASE READ BEFORE INTERACTING　:　there will be very, very 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗚 themes discussed & written about on this blog, all pertaining to, but not limited to: cannibalism, death, & gore. if that makes you uncomfortable, do not follow or interact. given the nature of the universe that we are using as our hellish little playground, i'd expect you to please, please, take care and tread light on your feet — that is to say, responsibly.

first of all, thank you for taking interest in this silly little roleplay blog of mine! i am not new to tumblr rp, but it has been... quite a while, so forgive me for any sort of faux pas, my dear. in any case, i do have a few rules in place that may change or be expanded upon as time progresses:

one. i write with 𝗠𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗔𝗟𝗦 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬, which means that my interactions are limited to those i follow that follow me in return & vice versa. i know there are those with sideblogs ; more than likely, unless we are friends, i will not follow the main blog, but will happily follow the side for the muse. if we do not follow each other, or you'd rather stay on anon, you may still send in asks to prompts! anons are very fun.

two. this should go without saying, but 𝗔𝗕𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗨𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗡𝗢 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗥𝗦. all i ask is that you make sure you have your age listed somewhere on your blog so i might see it.

three. ocs are welcome, as long as there is enough information available about your muse. i love & adore seeing what people come up with, and with a whole world at our disposal, why not? 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠.

please note that alastor is complicated & somewhere on the ace spectrum. ◜ do not misconstrue my words—complicated & asexual are not synonymous. he is complicated because he's complicated, not because he is ace.◞ your muse is, of course, always allowed to flirt. oh, they may try as they please, but just know that it might not end up in their favour. that said, i am always willing to plot for certain situations, given that i am one to believe that while very, very picky—and this is rare—he can become hyperfixated in his own way over things & others.

reminder that basic roleplaying etiquette does apply here. be nice to each other. show respect & it will be given back to you. i am nice until you are not. please do not rush me for replies. i am not ignoring anyone, i swear—i have things going on outside of this hobby we all indulge in. i am also 𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗, anxious, and very, very forgetful, so don't be afraid to ask about threads or double message. if you need triggers tagged, let me know, & i'll do my best to accommodate.

now, with that out of the way... ladies & gentlemen & everyone in between, 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 !

[radiosets]

slowly going to crawl into tumblr ims for these starters. sorry it's taken me so long, i've been dealing with a lot over the last week.

[quezify]

THE SHRIKE'S APPETITE WILL BECOME YOURS

[buckzo]

                            【       𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐔𝐏: 𝟎      】 

✎    . . .    ⁽ #𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐙𝐎 ⁾    ⎯⎯⎯     an independent, selective, and private literate-writing blog for Blitzø Buckzo, of the adult animated web series 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗨𝗩𝗔 𝗕𝗢𝗦𝗦. With a focus on canon and head-canon-based characterization. Bookkepted by, Vexx. She/her, 30

So, Hiya! I'm Vexx. I haven't written on Tumblr in some time, but I am excited to jump back into the pyre! I'm still sorta learning the lay of the land, so excuse me if I make a fool out of myself, but maybe toss this post a like & reblog if you would like to interact with this sad lizard.

[carnivorare]

@radiosets sent: ❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ( hilarious if + reverse ) //

"ah-ah-ah, my deer fellow!" they hold up a red-clawed finger, taking a familiar shape. a broad, toothy grin occupied moby's face--- well, it wasn't her face anymore. they are a perfect replica of the radio demon, all except the voice. the voice was his, transatlantic accent and all but missing the static that hung on his every word. moby tried to get her throat just right, but realized it must have been magic augmenting his sound rather than anything that could be described physically. they didn't dwell on it.

moby stands straight, smoothing over their lapels and brushing off their sleeves. "it's hardly courteous to discount another's abilities before you've had a chance to see them for yourself! why, that's just poor manners!" their eyes narrowed a twitch, top lip curling slightly as the grin spread wider. they believed this would be quite the show and tell presentation! "now now, even exchange and all that~ i've shown you some of mine, why don't you show me some of yours? i do believe that sounds fair for both of us, wouldn't you say...?"

[sharkcutlery]

puts him in scenarios puts him in scenarios puts him in scenarios (which is your favorite?)

[radiosets]

　　“　@auntiecannibal, you're live, my dear !　” 　　*　　◜ ⛧ ◞ 　Excuse her coming in? That's her best friend? Oh yes, yes, yes ! The both of them have some new gossiping, because this lovely lady here had just found some interesting tea !!

　　that's her best friend? that's her best friend, indeed! a grin of all teeth adorns a cheshire mouth. the stretch of it does not lose itself, even as the touch of his lips descends upon the porcelain lip of his mug. oh, darling deer, it happily proclaims, flowery cursive awash in a rather bold swatch of pink, & - my, how darling indeed. a soft coo warbles from the staff he'd just tucked tight against his chair, once he's turned his attentions onto the delicate and wonderful lady herself.　“　oh, rosie, darling! how i truly did miss this, 　”　he's saying, tone warm, chipper beneath the static layered on top. that smile of hers always did do wonders for his mood.　“　nothing short of a lifetime, i'd say. say, i heard that you had something to tell me, my dear. and you know i am all ears. 　”

[radiosets]

permanent starter call. if multi, please reply with what muse you'd like, or I will take that as a sign to choose !

[addicktcd]

❛ too late , 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬 *!* 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 , would that make me double 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 ? heh - && , where exactly do I go , to double 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 ? hahahahahaha ! sorry , ya' stuck wit' me , 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 *!*  ❜

@radiosets ♥'d

[radiosets]

　　how unapologetically crude, how terribly, awfully impolite. why, it's ineffable, really. but, brings about a lack of true surprise to alastor　;　all things are befitting of one angel dust. one luminescent eye twitches, ever ever so lightly, lips drawn back into a blackened snarl of a maw　- 　quick enough to miss, the shadow of a demon's ire. “　forgive me.　” he hums, regards angel with backlit eyes running remarkably warm. one leg crosses over the other　-　his spine is aligned much too straight. “　but that implies that i've found myself backed into some dark, filthy corner with absolutely nowhere to go!　” there is quiet laughter drifting somewhere above them, beelining the walls. static - lined, a crackling backing track that conceals the demon's own. an asinine idea, most definitely. “　oh, my good friend and esteemed guest. i am not stuck anywhere. certainly not with you. we both know that it couldn't be me caught in a jam, now don't we?　”

[radiosets]

[rayjeff]

silly hazbin doodles

and lucifer&vox request from last week

[radiosets]

permanent starter call. if multi, please reply with what muse you'd like, or I will take that as a sign to choose !

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

[sleepran]

I came out to attack people and I’m honestly having such a good time right now

[jessadamsdraws]

@chaoticace2005

It's supposed to be "I have a life" but it was like 1am when I med dis I really tired. 😅

[videoaux-a-deactivated20250125]

@radiosets SLIPPED INTO THE DATA STRE̴̡̗̜͚͒͋̋́͋̃̔̆͘͠A̴̛̦̰͙̣͂͋̍̂͛͘M̵̨̧͎͖̀̀̿́͂

SO WRITE A BRAND-NEW PAGE, THEN WRITE AGAIN / I KNOW YOUR ACT IS STAGED, YET YOU PRETEND

Dreamsville was gorgeous ; ignoring the rumors behind Sloth and its status as the lowest ring, their citizens took pride in local environment care. The slow and steady nature of Bel’s baphomets did not dismiss their kindness in assisting Vox during his time there ; after all, their little transaction had been quick and to the point thanks to them.

ALL WHILE YOU'RE TURNIN' TABLES / WITH MISSING LEGS

With a wave to the queen of Sloth herself, Vox watched as the pink circle quickly evaporated. He took a minute to compose himself on the dark street / realizing how much time had actually passed since his absence. Abruptly turning, the TV suddenly stood as still as a statue ; eyes glancing over the radio demon who just so happened to be standing there . . . all this time.

How ironic was it that his portal back to Pride landed the overlord in Cannibal Town / right into the arms of the man he spent hours on observing from afar?

⇢ :// " Alastor — " He sputters out on pure instinct alone / a layer of shock included. " — THE RADIO DEMON, yeah? " Vox couldn't hide the subtle shake in his grin. Hands clasp together quickly / as he outwardly welcomes the demon's company. WHY THE FUCK WAS HE HERE. " Don't think we've met before, yeah? Sorry 'bout all that ; was finishing up some business in Sloth. I'm sure you'd understand. "

[radiosets]

　　another positively thrilling day in the heart of cannibal town. the pentagram sky is lit aglow in shades of a dark, pinkish rouge by the time alastor decides to bid one of his dearest an extended farewell. he's kept a little later than he'd liked, and while he runs the very real, very irritating risk of being late for this next obligation, it's no matter　;　the emporium always has this peculiar way of dragging him back to a time long past - not to mention, darling rosie and her coffee press could rival even the best of the best - himself most definitely not included, of course! he'd missed it something terrible in his absence. still, the visit won't be the most interesting part of his day. his new friend promises that.

　　“　why, hello! my reputation doesn't fail to precede me, even now,　” he says rather gaily. the shake of that pixel grin does not go unnoticed under candlelit eyes, perceptive. a remnant from oh! so long ago made better, stronger　;　impossibly, that wide, wide grin stretches up, splits his smiling face right in half. stitch by emerald stitch, they tug, threaten to just - pop ! oh, but they never do. “　and you are? understanding i am quite capable of, my good fellow. your business, however, is none of mine!　”

　　yet, crawling beneath his skin is an urge to pry. incessant, like a ticking clock that just. won't. stop.　( isn't it ? )　he regards vox with that same, knowing smile, mouth pressed closed. the end of his staff taps at the smooth cement below their feet, and he decides to continue: “　you know, it's a little... funny.　”

[the-write-ideas]

Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character

They’ll have to:

Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.

Answer that question.