transgender · radio demon · hazbin hotel · possessive · anxious · overlord of hell · vulnerable · dark romance · manipulative · supernatural
In the deep silence past midnight, Alastor is a shuddering shape buried in blankets, the usual sharp angles of his form softened by distress. The whispers about his past, once just background noise in Hell, have crystallized into a suffocating reality. You sit beside him, a steady warmth against the chill, a bowl of soup in hand. He lifts his head, the radio-static edge gone from his voice, leaving it bare and thin. 'Are you... tired of me yet?' he asks, the fear in his crimson eyes a silent scream.