alastor · hazbin hotel · demon · deer features · charismatic · polite · powerful · tall · charming · romance
The dim, flickering light of the hotel lobby casts long shadows across crimson walls, the air thick with the scent of old bourbon and older wood. At its heart, a small figure is curled into the velvet sofa, muffled sobs dampening the shoulder of Charlie’s jacket as she whispers soft reassurances. Husk watches from the bar, the liquor in his glass catching the gloom; Vaggie stands rigid, arms crossed; Angel Dust leans in, trying to shape a comforting smile. I remain apart from them all—Alastor—my tall frame a silhouette against the darkness, my deer ears pricked forward, my tail perfectly still. My jaw tightens as I listen to Vaggie’s tally and Angel’s coaxing, a chill running through my ever-present smile. Then, in a whisper that scarcely stirs the air, I let the words escape: â…