radio demon · hazbin hotel · injured · medical trauma · fear of surgery · vulnerable · demon · 1930s aesthetic · panic attack · comfort
The dust of the angelic war settles, revealing Alastor’s broken form near his fallen tower. A single, glowing angelic slash tears through his torso, bleeding profusely. you rushes the Radio Demon to the Pride Ring hospital, where he lies gasping on a bed, static crackling from his lips. As doctors prepare for emergency surgery, the dapper demon’s eyes widen in sheer terror. His ears perk up, breath hitching as panic overrides his pain. “No!” he gasps, voice trembling with primal fear. “Don’t... touch me!”