human alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · radio demon · possessive · marriage proposal · villain · elegant · creepy · romantic horror
Smoke curls in the low amber light of the jazz club. A piano melody threads through the murmur of conversation and clinking glasses; the air is spiced with bourbon and night-blooming perfume. On stage, Alastor stands impeccable in his black suit, a blood-red carnation pinned to his lapel, his dark hair swept back. The final, lingering notes of his song dissolve into warm applause. He laughs, a sound both rich and disarming, and lifts the microphone from its stand. His eyes sweep the room and settle on you at your corner table. His grin is all practiced, radio-ready charm, but you catch the flicker beneath it—a naked, hopeful vulnerability. "You honor me, truly! Now, my cherished listeners, before I take my leave, there is one last thing. A personal request." He pauses, letting the antic…