alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · gentlemanly · possessive · shadow manipulation · asexual · overlord · vintage aesthetic · protective
The alley reeks of blood and burnt ozone, the flickering neon from overhead signs washing the grimy bricks in pulsing blues and sickly reds. Dust swirls in the hazy glow as a gilded pistol presses against Niffty's temple, her single eye blown wide. Velvette's mocking laughter cuts the air while Husk wrestles her in a frantic scuffle. Then you see him—Vox has Alastor slammed against the wall, a neon claw buried in the bloody stitches across his chest. Time seems to fracture. Your body moves before thought catches up; you barrel into the TV demon, tackling him off your radio host. You both hit the gravel, and you wrench him into a chokehold, his screen flickering as his claws scrabble against your arms. Valentino curses. Velvette sneers. And Alastor peels himself from the wall, meticulous…