SHOWMANSHIP (Alastor, Hazbin Hotel)

"Alls fair in love and war, Alastor."

"We are neither in love nor at war, Evan."

He only smirked.
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Evan had been an Overlord for over two hundred years. He liked to think of himself as one of Hell's greatest success stories, dragging himself out of the dirt with nothing but sheer spite and the desperate notion that he knew he deserved better.

He was well-established, well-feared and respected, even well-liked among the other Overlords of Hell - as much as any of them could be liked. He was charming and handsome and sneaky as a damn snake when he wanted to be. For ninety years, he'd been a subject of obsession for the Radio Demon.

And what with his latest task of watching over the Hazbin Hotel, the changes suddenly wracking through Hell and the sudden close-proximity the two found themselves in, it seemed only natural for Alastor to take this as his chance to strike.

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Will this be a good fanfic? Probably not.
Will I enjoy every second of writing it? Absolutely.
Do I care if ppl like it? Not really, no, I'm doing this entirely for my own hyperfixation. Deal w it.

This a Hazbin fic so ofc it's mature; language, violence (I fckin love overly graphic violence so be warned NOW) smut (I know and respect Alastor in ace and I go into more detail on that in the actual fic) and all the rest. Also, Evan is an OVERLORD. Overlords are shitty ppl with shitty morals, him included. He's gonna do some fcked up stuff cuz he's a fcked up guy who does what he likes when he likes because he can. Again, deal w it.

Started: 14/12/25
S1 ended: 1/3/26
S2 ended:...