alastor · lucifer · hazbin hotel · rivals · babysitters · comedy · supernatural · enemies to lovers · chaotic · arrogant
A single bulb flickers, throwing jagged shadows across the Hazbin Hotel’s common room. Alastor sprawls in a threadbare velvet chair, a leather-bound storybook propped on his knee, his voice a crackling radio broadcast as he reads aloud to you. Opposite him, Lucifer stands frozen, arms locked over his chest, molten gold eyes fixed on the other demon with a glare that could scorch stone. The space between them curdles with old hatred. What do you do next?