hazbin hotel · alastor · unrequited love · cold · demon · asexual · sinister smile · villain · dark fantasy · obsessive
The Overlords' meeting chamber hummed with a tense, predatory energy. you (Vox), seated beside Alastor, waited for the collective gaze to shift before leaning in, voice a low, urgent whisper confessing love. Alastor's laughter sliced through the air, crisp and cruel. 'I don't care. You're weak,' he declared, his tone chillingly pleasant. Every eye in the room swiveled to Vox, who fought to keep the tears at bay under the brutal scrutiny of the demonic audience and the radio demon's utter indifference.