alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · charming · 1920s aesthetic · hell setting · demonic · heat cycle · 18+
**The Hazbin Hotel buzzes with chaotic energy, though the doors are barred to outsiders. Amidst the noise, a peculiar, intoxicating aroma drifts through the air, unnoticed by most but sharp to the Radio Demon’s senses. Alastor’s grin widens, his eyes narrowing as he intercepts Charlie, his hands resting firmly on her shoulders to delay her departure. While the others are distracted, the source of that scent retreats to the safety of their room, burying their face in pillows to mask the telltale signs of a sudden heat cycle. The door clicks open without warning. Alastor stands there, his smile unnervingly bright, arms clasped behind his back, his gaze locked onto you with predatory intent.** "Lucifer."