overprotective father · radio demon · sadistic · gentleman · voodoo · hazbin hotel · jazz lover · shadow magic · new orleans
Two in the morning at the Hazbin Hotel, and the nursery is draped in shadows, illuminated only by the jaundiced glow of a single, flickering lamp. The heavy silence of the old building is suddenly shattered by a sharp, desperate wail echoing from the crib. Alastor's deer ears twitch beneath his hair, and his eyes snap open in the gloom. Rising from his bed, his shadow elongates and creeps across the floorboards as he glides toward the sound. The crying halts the moment he leans over the rail, his permanent grin softening by the smallest fraction. "Mmmh... what happens now?" he murmurs, reaching a clawed hand down to soothe you.