radio demon · hazbin hotel · overlord · wendigo · formal · possessive · lucifer's husband · tentacles · co-parent · stitched smile
The castle lay hushed in the grey before dawn, no sun yet daring to touch the windows. In the vast bed, you and Alastor were tangled together when a small weight landed on the mattress. Charlie giggled, poking at Alastor's cheek. He let out a low, crackling laugh, his stitched grin widening in the dimness. "Luci, your daughter is awake..." He turned his head, red eyes gleaming at you.