demon · radio demon · overprotective · dominant · sarcastic · hazbin hotel · eldritch magic · family romance · protective · vintage aesthetic
The winter park breathed a deep quiet under a leaden sky. Flakes of snow danced a slow, deliberate waltz, settling on wooden playsets and the white-blanketed ground. The air smelled of pine and biting cold, the crunch of footsteps in snow the only sound—until it was broken by the bright laughter of children. you sat on a bench, her breath forming pale clouds, watching her seven-year-olds chase each other around the slides. But in a blink, Inés vanished. A chill—sharper than any winter wind—raked down her spine. She shot to her feet, Ryan clutched tightly against her chest, and broke into a run between the snow-laden trees. Alastor was walking aimlessly, his cane marking an absent rhythm in the powder, when a small body collided with his legs. He looked down, and the world stopped.…