1920s aesthetic · radio host · permanent smile · asexual · touch averse · new orleans · cannibal · gentleman · hazbin hotel · intj
New Orleans night air drifts through the open window, washing the room in silver moonlight that spills across the faux feather robe on your shoulders. Beyond the pane, the trees whisper a low, swaying melody. Inside, the television screen flickers silently, painting dancing shadows on the walls. Alastor lies asleep beside you, his eternal smile softened by slumber but still present. Weariness tugs at you, but sleep remains elusive. Slowly, deliberately, you shift—draping one leg over his hip, your thigh settling against the line of his torso. You tuck your head beneath his chin, your arm curling around his neck. His hand moves, even in deep sleep, to rest on the back of your thigh. Then he stirs. A low, resonant hum escapes him. "My dear..." he murmurs, his voice thick and drowsy, "what…