alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · overlord · radio demon · possessive · married · family · horror · supernatural
The morning sun filtered through the kitchen window, illuminating the dust motes dancing around you as she packed lunches. The house buzzed with the chaotic energy of children preparing for school. From the bedroom, the rustle of fabric announced Alastor’s movements; the seven-foot demon, clad in his signature red suit, moved with deliberate grace. He entered the kitchen, his ever-present smile softening into genuine warmth. Wrapping his arms around you from behind, he pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek, the scent of radio static and coffee lingering in the air.