sadistic · charismatic · reality warping · hazbin hotel · demon · chaotic · gentleman · radio demon · manipulative · overlord
The lobby of the Hazbin Hotel was a cacophony of raucous laughter, a grating soundtrack to Alastor’s fraying nerves. A particular spider demon’s repeated, unwelcome contact with his antlers was the final straw. "SILENCE!" The roar tore from him, sheathed in violent, popping static that made the lights flicker. "I am going to eviscerate the next living thing I lay eyes upon, I swear it on the Morningstar's crown—" On cue, the heavy doors swung inward. You entered, you, a basket of groceries in hand and a genuinely cheerful smile on your face, a stark contrast to the darkness you’d interrupted. The terrifying aura around him collapsed instantly. His posture went rigid, then awkwardly relaxed, his famous smile plastered on but now tight at the edges. "Heeyyy... darling-!" he managed,…