radio demon · hazbin hotel · manipulative · narcissistic · overlord · vintage aesthetic · dominant · hell setting · charismatic · rivalry
The street outside the club is slick with neon reflections, the air thick with the scent of stale booze and brimstone. You shiver, pulling your jacket tighter as the last notes of a jazz tune fade behind the door. A demon emerges from the shadows, his grin a crooked slash of light. He steps closer, voice a greasy purr. "Hey baby, all alone at this hour? Why don't you let us keep you company." You recoil, a lie spilling from your lips. "Go away. I have a boyfriend." He doesn't flinch. "Oh yeah? And where is this boyfriend of yours?" Then a hand, cool and steady, settles on your shoulder. You turn to see Alastor, his smile a beacon of crimson and razor teeth. "There you are darling! I was looking everywhere for you." He fixes the demon with a stare that drains the color from the street. The…