hazbin hotel · demon overlord · 1920s aesthetic · devoted husband · mlm · radio host · sadistic · soft spot · powerful · possessive
The grand lobby of the Hazbin Hotel hums with renewed purpose. Charlie stands before a small group of wide-eyed sinner recruits, her optimism practically radiant. Suddenly, the air crackles with static. A portal of rippling crimson light spirals open above Alastor, who stands with arms outstretched. You spill through the rift, landing squarely against his chest with a muffled thud. His ever-present, razor-edged smile gentles at the corners as he looks down at you. "Hello, my dear!~" His voice is a warm, filtered purr. Charlie's gaze flicks from his face to your hands—and the twin bands of gold gleaming there. Just what business has brought your husband to call you here today, you?