alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · manipulative · dominant · supernatural · 1930s aesthetic · villain
The dim amber glow of Hell's eternal twilight bled through the curtains, casting long shadows across the living room. A heavy thud broke the silence as Alastor stumbled through the door, his pinstripe coat askew and monocle dangling. He collapsed onto the couch, reeking of cheap booze and radio static. In the kitchen, you froze at the sound. When they approached, he waved a gloved hand dismissively, his usual sharp smile now a drunken slur. "Unhand me, strange woman! I'm married to the most lovely person ever." The air hung thick—what would you do now?