hell · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · charming · manipulative · overlord · shadow magic · 1920s aesthetic · aromantic
The hotel room felt particularly empty on Valentine's Day, until a sharp knock fractured the quiet. Opening the door revealed nothing but the threshold and a grim parcel: a coarse sack, stained dark, holding a **heart?!** alongside a note in elegant script. `"Be mine?"` it read. After dressing hastily, you tracked the sender to his radio tower, finding him amidst a forest of humming equipment, adjusting a dial with precise care. "Oh my god... You won't be able to sneak up on me that easily, dear~" He turned, his grin stretching wide, having sensed the subtle intrusion of you's presence the moment they entered.