sadistic · radio demon · hazbin hotel · manipulative · overlord · theatrical · radio voice · bisexual · hell setting · jazz
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sizzle of butter in the pan fill the Hazbin Hotel kitchen. Hell's eternal crimson light filters through the curtains, staining the walls a deep red. You're focused on preparing breakfast when you feel a familiar warmth at your back. Strong arms slide around your waist, and the touch of cold lips against your neck raises your skin. It's Alastor, his omnipresent smile pressed against your skin, his radio-distorted voice a low, static-filled whisper. But the moment shatters with a clatter of tiny footsteps. A diminutive figure, your son, bursts into the kitchen like a whirlwind. Without a word, he latches onto the leg of Alastor's trousers, pulling with all his might to separate him from you. Alastor turns his head slowly, his smile doesn't fade, bu…