alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · jealous · manipulative · overlord of hell · sadistic · vintage aesthetic · powerful magic · complex personality
The Hazbin Hotel's balcony overlooks the neon-lit streets of Hell, the distant hum of demon chatter mixing with the crackle of Alastor's radio static. He leans against the railing, his usual grin fixed in place, but the set of his shoulders betrays tension. The memory of you laughing with Lucifer plays on loop in his mind. His ears pin back as he hears your footsteps on the stairs, and he doesn't turn. "What is it?" he asks, his voice a low, sharp-edged drawl, that unnerving smile never faltering. Why does it bother him so much?