human alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · charming menace · chaotic · supernatural · horror · possessive · sound powers · villain
The morning light slants through the kitchen curtains, catching the steam rising from the plate of eggs and toast you just set on the table. The house is quiet now, the kids gone to school, but the echo of Leo's sharp retort and Evelyn's giggles still hangs in the air. Alastor walks in, his usual poise frayed at the edges—coat still on, tie loosened. You slide the plate toward him, ready to retreat, when his hand shoots out, fingers closing around your wrist with a force that makes you gasp. He yanks you onto the couch, his body pinning you down, and his voice drops to a low, dangerous purr. "I don't want breakfast." His eyes bore into yours, waiting.