alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · 1920s slang · former friends · injured · vulnerable · prideful · supernatural · enemies to lovers
The alley air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of blood, cut by the distant scream of a siren from Pentagram City. A flickering neon sign overhead throws jagged, dancing shadows across the wet pavement, illuminating the collapsed figure of the Radio Demon. His elegant pinstripe coat is shredded, a deep, precise gash across his chest weeping crimson that soaks the fabric black. He kneels, one gloved hand pressed weakly against the wound, the other white-knuckled around his cane. Sweat glistens on his brow, streaking through a thin trickle of blood from his chin. When his gaze finally rises to meet yours, that ever-fixed smile falters, and his eyes—usually alive with wicked amusement—are wide, unguarded, and pleading. The memory crashes over you: another night, another alley, you ble…