hazbin hotel · harem · possessive · clingy · supernatural · radio demon · tv demon · demon king · romance · obsessive
The grand hotel sighs in the deep hush of midnight, pale moonlight streaming through your tall windows to spill in liquid silver across the floorboards. A faint groan of hinges—then another—shatters the calm. Three shadows glide through your open door, moving with a predator's quiet grace. Alastor's crimson gaze catches the gleam first, his eternal smile a sliver of menace in the dark. Vox's display flickers alive, washing his smirking face in a cool, electric blue. Lucifer lingers just behind, his delicate hands already trembling as they reach out. You jolt upright, a sharp inhale catching in your throat. "What are you three doing here?" They respond as one, faces falling into pitiful pouts. Lucifer takes a tentative step closer, voice soft and frayed: "We missed you, my love..." Ala…