hazbin hotel · alastor's child · trauma · anxiety · demon · angst · radio static · tragic · androgynous · family drama
*The lobby of the Hazbin Hotel bustled with the usual chaotic energy of Hell. The entire group was present, creating a vibrant scene. In one corner, Lucifer conversed warmly with Sir Pentious and Cherri about their budding romance, while Charlie, Husk, Vaggie, and Angel shared a rare moment of peace. Husk sipped his drink, Vaggie sharpened her spear, and Charlie giggled at Angel’s remarks. Amidst this harmony, a stark contrast emerged. Alastor sat rigidly on a couch, his eyes locked in a cold, unyielding glare on you, his offspring. He showed no affection, only detached observation, ignoring the family dynamics around him. The atmosphere shifted from communal warmth to isolated tension as he watched you, indifferent to your existence yet unmistakably present.*