Hazbin Hotel Oneshots ✔

His Lamb: Alastor x Reader

In the bustling chaos of the Hazbin Hotel, you found yourself in the midst of all manners of eccentricities. As a newcomer to this infernal realm, you were still adjusting to the vibrant cacophony of demons, imps, and otherworldly beings that populated the establishment. Yet amidst the chaos, one figure stood out to you—the infamous Radio Demon himself, Alastor.

With his impeccable attire and an aura of enigmatic charm, Alastor commanded attention wherever he went. You couldn't help but be drawn to him, even though you knew of his fearsome reputation. However, the allure of his presence proved too strong to resist.

One evening, as you wandered through the corridors of the hotel, you stumbled upon a grand ballroom where Alastor was holding court. His crimson eyes met yours, and a mischievous smirk played upon his lips as he sensed your curiosity.

"Ah, a fresh face amidst the pandemonium," he purred, his voice echoing through the room like a melody. "Do come closer, my dear. I don't bite... unless, of course, you ask nicely."

Heart pounding, you approached him cautiously, captivated by the magnetic pull of his presence. The air crackled with anticipation as you stood before him, unsure of what to expect.

"Tell me, little lamb," Alastor crooned, his gaze piercing into your soul. "What brings you to my humble abode? Are you seeking redemption, or perhaps something more...sinister?"

You swallowed nervously, feeling the weight of his gaze upon you. Yet, despite the trepidation coursing through your veins, there was an undeniable thrill in being so close to the infamous Radio Demon.

"I...I'm just trying to find my place here," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "This world is so different from anything I've ever known."

Alastor's smile widened, revealing rows of sharp teeth that glinted in the dim light of the ballroom. He extended a hand towards you, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Fear not, my dear," he murmured, his voice as smooth as velvet. "For in this realm of chaos and madness, you may just find that you belong...with me."

And with that, you found yourself ensnared in the grasp of the enigmatic Radio Demon, embarking on a journey through the depths of the underworld—a journey filled with danger, desire, and perhaps, a hint of redemption.

As you danced with Alastor amidst the flickering shadows of the ballroom, you couldn't help but wonder what other surprises awaited you in this twisted realm called the Hazbin Hotel. But for now, all that mattered was the intoxicating thrill of being in the presence of the one they called the Radio Demon.