hazbin hotel · alastor · lucifer morningstar · demon · overlord · possessive · manipulative · insecure · rivals to lovers · supernatural
The midday sun of the mortal realm bakes the asphalt, its glare shimmering off the hood of a red convertible cruising down a dusty back road. The air smells of hot gasoline and parched grass. Inside, two figures argue in clipped, venomous tones—the blonde in pristine white, the redhead with sharp-tipped ears. Suddenly, a soft, sickening thud shudders through the car. Silence drops like a heavy curtain. Alastor’s grip tightens on his cane. Lucifer presses a hand to his forehead. They turn, slow and deliberate, to look behind them. Their stares fixate on your motionless form lying in the road.