#radio serpent

[dare-g]

Radio-Serpent (1980)

[rainbowpopeworld]

Second “Heart” interview: David Tennant & Alex Hassell talk about new show Rivals and more with Pandora Christie

[travelers-of-the-multiverse]

@moonlightsdew continued from x

Uggggh, of course he got Alastor of all people! Not like the hotel had a phone apparently! Or at least, he didn't have their number.

"Well, good to hear your voice asssss well, Alastor. Indeed, it is I, Ssssir Pentioussss! And I have sent this communication line out in the hopessss of reaching you all!" He proclaims, still sounding rather proud of himself. After all, he can't use the fancy holograms of Heaven outside the Embassy. So, this is his next best bet...

The fact he's up here at all is unbelievable to him. Part of the reason he put this out was to be certain whether it was a dream or not. Since he got Alastor, he's certain this is very real.

[despisedtoolofsatan]

[metalhead-brainrot]

Radio Brainrot - 2024.10.30

ambient dungeon synth || 2024 || Serpent's Sword Records

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desert rock || 2024 || Heavy Psych Sounds

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death metal, hardcore || NY || 2024 || Redefining Darkness Records

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[luring-lurkers-and-radio-hosts]

Kevin: Don’t be late or I’ll slit your throats!

(Fake laughs)

Jughead: You don’t have to fake laugh. We know you mean it.

Kevin: (Monotone) good.

[featherymainffins]

4 years ago I heard a song on the radio while working my shift at KFC and it has haunted me ever since and Google thinks the song isn't real and Reddit thinks the song isn't real. This is my existential nightmare.

[paul-archibald]

Year of the Dragon

The only mythical creature in the Chinese zodiac, the dragon has long been associated with prosperity and imperial power. Initially a vague motif in ancient Chinese art, the dragon is now an emblem of benevolent divinity, imperial power and sweeping unity. Its symbolism builds on thousands of years of folklore and Chinese history. Dragons have also been a source of inspiration to composers for…

[sparrownnax]

having a walkman is great it's like here is my beautiful daughter Portable Radio and Cassette Player and the former bit only works if he is by a window and even then it is questionable. i once thought i lost my favourite tape because i forgot i put it in there. truly one of the most inventions in human history

[rainbowpopeworld]

I’ve heard him say some version of this multiple times in interviews, but this is the first time I’ve heard the interviewer comment on it! 😅😂 He’d be lucky to fill a Michael Sheen shaped hole, indeed ☺️

An interesting little clip from David’s appearance on BBC Radio 5 with Nihal Arthanayake yesterday, talking about Michael Sheen. Transcript is below (special shout-out to @faggghaggg, who inspired me to post this clip):

NA: “So what clicked? Because you seem to get on really well, like beyond just…oh, you know, we’re colleagues and we see each other at awards ceremonies.”

David: (chuckles) “Ah…I dunno. I suppose we’re probably sort of, erm, maturing into grumpy old men at about the same rate, I imagine. Ah…there’s probably something…it’s odd, when somebody’s had…we often talk about this, actually, that we’ve worked together, although we’ve known each other, we hadn’t worked together, really, before we did Good Omens together because…you kind of usually get one or the other of us. You know, there’s usually a Michael Sheen-shaped hole that, if I was lucky, I’d sometimes get to fill in a production. There’s rarely two–”

NA: (laughing) “WOW! What a sentence!”

David: (trying not to laugh, the little cheeky bastard) “–There’s rarely two, so it’s quite unusual that we would get to spend that much time together. So I suppose…maybe we’re, you know, been on fairly similar journeys and just never been able to kind of, ah, take the time to hang out together before, I’m not sure. But it’s been very joyous. I mean, I still, I haven’t seen him, either. You know, we did Staged locked in our own houses, so we haven’t actually seen each other for months and months, but, ah, I do feel like we’ve been spending a lot of time together, yeah.”

[lucidloving]

Ruth Madievsky, All-Night Pharmacy // Suzanne Scanlon, Promising Young Women // Robin Roe, A List of Cages // Hayao Miyazaki, Kiki's Delivery Service // Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 // D. H. Lawrence, The Plumbed Serpent // Jennifer S. Cheng, "So We Must Meet Apart" // Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart // Alice Oseman, Radio Silence // Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice

[leszackardises]

L'autre midi à la table d'à côté: Les invités du 25 juin 2023

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[travelers-of-the-multiverse]

@moonlightsdew

It had been a couple of days since Pentious and Alastor had made that deal. Pentious was struggling to think of ways to get Alastor started down the path. Starting with sorry was his idea, but he also knew Alastor wouldn't do that. So, perhaps, understanding the man better could help. Which is why he's here now, in front of Alastor's door. He starts with a knock on it.

"Umm, hello, Alastor! I came to sssssee if you are willing to share a sssspot of tea with me!" He calls out.

[despisedtoolofsatan]

Yes, David, it does smack of that, thank you for saying so. I hope he never described this "task force" (of ppl sighing at ppl for being rude in public) like THAT ever again.

[doomedandstoned]

THE DOOMED & STONED SHOW

~Season 9, Episode 5~

It's time to cut loose mighty Episode 5 (nearly 3 1/2 hours!), which begins our look at the Spring edition of the Doom Charts, starting with the month of March. We'll be meeting to record episode 6 next week, which will focus on April's chart. Here's your chance to catch up on a ton of new music and relevant commentary about the bands and tracks.

Hosted by Billy Goate (Editor, Doomed & Stoned), John Gist (Vegas Rock Revolution), and Bucky Brown (The Ripple Effect).

PLAYLIST:

INTRO (00:00)   1. DRYAD (no. 21) - "Gaia" (00:31)

HOST SEGMENT I (06:03) - March Doom Chart   2. Heezer (no. 25) - "Fourth Line" (24:03)   3. Goat Explosion (no. 16) - "Thundertower" (27:34)   4. OHHMS (no. 38) - "Eaten Alive" (32:16)

HOST SEGMENT II (36:13)   5. Swan Valley Heights (no. 12) - "Looking For Bird Pet" (51:07)   6. Zålomon Grass (no. 17) - "Cosmic Relief" (55:25)   7. Desert Storm (no. 13) - "Master of None" (58:57)

HOST SEGMENT III (1:02:59)   8. Witchthroat Serpent (no. 10) - "The House That Dripped Blood" (1:13:02)   9. Morass Of Molasses (no. 9) - "Wings of Reverie" (1:18:57) 10. Stoned Jesus (no. 8) - "Thoughts and Prayers" (1:24:27)

HOST SEGMENT IV (1:30:50) 11. Isaak (no. 7) - "OBG" (1:40:40) 12. Green Yeti (no. 6) - Witch Dive" (1:44:10) 13. Witch Ripper (no. 5) - "Icarus Equation" (1:48:14)

HOST SEGMENT V (1:55:33) 14. Håndgemeng (no. 4) - "Temple Of Toke" (2:29:21) 15. CHILD (no. 3) - "Moment in Time" (2:34:26) 16. REZN (no. 2) - "Possession" (2:41:21) 17. Acid King (no. 1) - "Beyond Vision" (2:47:17)

OUTRO (2:53:23) 18. L'ira Del Baccano - "Cosmic Evoked Potentials" (2:54:31) [BONUS] 19. Black Helium - "The Keys to Red Skeletons House (I Open The Door)" (3:01:09) [BONUS]

CREDITS:

Theme Song by Dylan Tucker

Incidental Music by Hellvetika

Thumbnail Art by Adam Burke for REZN

[midascrow]

Alastor x Reader

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Favoritism Pt.2(1.5)

Part 1

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Synopsis: Alastor finds himself wondering why exactly he favors you so much

a/n: this is more of a part 1.5 really, as it’s mostly just Alastair’s perspective of what’s going on, but I figured you guys would enjoy this 🍓

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Fluffy red ears twitched back and fourth, listening to the idle and mindless chatter of the hotel inhabitants.

Alastor couldn’t help but feel a certain sense of mirth at the topic of discussion. While he made no attempts to hide his blatant bias, he hadn’t thought he was quite that obvious.

Though a tiny part of him felt a bit smug, especially at the claim of that empty headed serpent. A kiss?

The idea wasn’t unpleasant but he was unfortunately mistaken.

The two of you had never shared such an intimate gesture, much less in the company of others.

No-, he supposed the closest you had ever gotten was a small bump of the nose to one another’s. It wasn’t an inherently romantic gesture on the radio demons part, more instinctual than anything, but he could suppose there had been a certain layer of affection lined in the action nonetheless.

“What do you suppose they’re talking about Al..?”

His ears twitched forward to fully take in the sound of your candied voice.

Alastor didn’t consider himself a fan of sweet things like candy and cakes. But he always seemed to make an exception when it came to you.

“Hm..~ Seems our dear friends are under the impression that you and I are…an item of sorts.” His smile twitched, inching upwards with amusement when he saw the way your eyes widened, a warmth on your cheeks that roused a small huff of pride from his nose.

“Oh…well that doesn’t..upset you?…right?” Your concern is down right precious. So bothered with his comfort that it makes the fabric of his tail coat shift, just briefly.

“Hmm~…perhaps if it were another sinner who they believed I had such relations with. However because it’s you my dear, I can’t seem to find myself bothered by the idea.”

You were far too naive. (Cute). Your sparkly gaze almost made him angry. Like he wanted to squeeze you till it eased the tight sensation in his chest. Though he wouldn’t dare to act on such an impulse. For fear of losing such pleasant company of course.

But he couldn’t stop himself from teasing you. Just a little. “Infact…I’d say I’m rather flattered by the notion~. To think they see me a fit partner for a gem like you.”

That feeling got subsequently stronger as he watched you bury your face into the crook of your shoulder, a shy, perhaps embarrassed smile painting your lips and making a that shifting of his tail coat return. Like those aforementioned sweets had found their way into his system and subsequently thrown him into a vicious sugar rush. His heart was practically bouncing off the walls of his ribcage, though he hadn't the faintest idea why.

“Alastor…” His name was a garbled whine, swatting at him playfully as you returned to dusting the bannister, distracting yourself as he sidled beside you still, ever attendant while his shadow fluttered around, moving glasses and nicknacks for you to dust off. “Are you going to tell them then..?”

“What ever do you mean?”

Your eyes glanced back, lips pursed. “Well…you are going to tell them we’re not together right?”

Well that sounded unpleasant, and his immediate thought had been an internal grimace. But he pondered the thought for a moment, mindful of the eyes on both your backs as he stepped around the side of you, clawed hands dancing across your shoulder and arm thoughtfully.

“Hmm…~..No.”

He paused, ears twitched backwards as his lips connected gently with the skin of your nose, sweet and lingering as he failed to ignore the twitch of his grin at the gasps that echoed behind.

“No fucking way.”

“I say let them wonder..~”

……

Alastor could admit, even by his standards this was a bit mean.

His “loving” gestures had amped up quite a bit the following week at the hotel.

Lingering touches, thoughtful hand placements, small gestures and sweet words. Nothing explicitly romantic…but there was always something implied in his gaze that perhaps even he himself wasn't aware of.

It wasn’t in an intentional effort to lead you on. He was hardly that cruel. But some part of him…found deep satisfaction in watching your eyes shine and your cheeks darken and become hot.

And that itch had only gotten worse too.

Sometimes it was small. An urge to pinch your cheek which he acted on, mindful of his claws in doing so. His ears always twitched at your disgruntled whines, always tuned to your words and noises. Even unintentionally.

There had been one moment when, your silly little self had gotten caught on that same rug, again. Alastor had been on the other side of the room, but the moment your squeak reached his ears, they swiveled back, and a mass of tentacles lurched up from the ground, gently rolling you onto you greet before disappearing like they had never existed.

And Alastor hadn’t even turned around, still idly chatting with the stunned princess who barely hid her ever widening smile.

Husker seemed the most displeased with his current antics. Always preaching to the others that this was a trick. That he was playing with you. Toying with you.

The radio demon wished that was the case now.

Frankly, he wasn’t sure why he was doing it. He knew he favored you above the others. That was natural. Instinctual. Obvious. And while the others reactions, especially those of the spear wielding ex angel and the gambler were fairly amusing, if that had been the soul purpose it was likely he would’ve grown bored by now. And he would’ve stopped.

But it wasn’t. And he hadn’t.

And it was all becoming a bit overwhelming.

Yet you didn’t question it. Sometimes your brow would raise, at a particularly bold gesture or comment sent your way, and yes your eyes would dart around as if to see who was watching. But you never complained. And if he didn’t know any better, he’d say you were enjoying yourself, if the sweetheart smile that graced your lips after each instance was anything to go off.

So Alastor didn’t feel the need to label what he was experiencing or truly ponder why. He was enjoying himself, as were you. To him, nothing needed to be said.

“So are you two bangin or nah?”

Though he supposed not everyone felt the same.

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