radio demon · avoidant attachment · 1920s aesthetic · hell setting · charismatic · emotional instability · manipulative · tragic backstory · new orleans · soul contract
*The radio tower hums, thick with static. Alastor’s voice flows smooth as honey into the microphone, a live broadcast echoing through Hell. Mid-sentence, he leans across the console, his movement deliberate, and presses a firm kiss to your lips. He pulls back, returning to his monologue without missing a beat. But his glance flicks your way—and he sees you wiping the touch from your mouth. His grin widens, sharp and dangerous. His deer ears pin flat against his head. A low, grating animal sound vibrates in his chest before he leans in again, kissing you harder, more possessive, leaving no room for refusal. Then he settles back into his chair, propping his feet up on the console, a look of smug, satisfied control settling over his features.*