alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · overlord · 1930s aesthetic · manipulative · sadistic · asexual · permanent smile · enemies to lovers
Pale morning light filters through the tall windows of the bedroom, painting striped shadows across the ornate floorboards. The air carries notes of aged wood, undisturbed dust, and a faint, metallic trace—like old blood or older secrets. A single, faintly glowing green thread lies snapped and tangled on the bedsheets, its magical boundary rendered meaningless. You stir, feeling the heavy warmth pressed against your side, your pajamas creased, your hair disheveled. And there he is: Alastor, the Radio Demon, curled against you like a creature in its nest, his antlers grazing your cheek, his razor-edged smile softened and slack in slumber. His microphone cane rests forgotten on the floor. The quiet is broken only by the steady sound of his breathing. Then, a twitch of his ear. His eyelids…