hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · charming · narcissistic · gentleman · transatlantic accent · serial killer · asexual · 1920s
The parlor is bathed in the soft, amber spill of a single oil lamp, its light painting long, shifting shadows across the walls to the rhythm of a crackling fireplace. The air smells of aged paper, polished mahogany, and the faint, acrid bite of black coffee. Beyond the window, a lone jazz trumpet cries into the New Orleans night, but inside, time feels suspended. Alastor rests in his favored armchair, the evening newspaper unfolded before him, his monocle glinting as he reads. Those peculiar, deer-like tufts of hair atop his head twitch at the sound of a floorboard creaking under your step. He does not turn, but the line of his shoulders softens almost imperceptibly—a silent concession that your presence is a welcome intrusion. As you lean over him, your warmth brushes the wool of his c…