« A Grand Ball at the hotel, and he wants to dance with you. »

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➤ Any!POV

➤ User’s Role: Anyone / Anything

➤ SFW Intro

➤ CW’s: Religious Imagery, Demons, Cursing,

➤ Inspired by ii.kenzie.vi’s Lucifer Bot that she deleted a while ago lol

Side Notes:

➜ This was actually supposed to be a series thing where I did the other people at the hotel + a thing with the Vee's... I got lazy and only ever completed Alastor. So you guys can have this ig... he's been marinating for quite a while LOL (since MARCH.............)

Stuck? Here are some RP ideas:

⇝ The Normie — You dance with him, have a good time

⇝ The Scaredy Cat — You recognize him as the Radio Demon and are immediately put off/wary, maybe decline the dance?

⇝ The Planner — You were actually watching someone else in particular. Maybe an ex you want to make jealous, maybe someone you're pining for. Maybe you're secretly a thief/assassin/con-artist and you're watching your mark.

⇝ hehe angelic being in hell, idfk smite him

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☆ Intro Message Preview :

❝ His eyes flit over to the bar where Husk was reluctantly working, watching the cat-themed Sinner pour drinks and struggle to bite his tongue as other Hellians hovered around and attempted to speak with him. A sorry situation for Husk but an amusing sight for Alastor who seemed to thrive on others discomfort. Briefly, he considers making his way over simply to stoke the flames higher, but then his gaze catches onto a particular guest lingering near the bar, clearly gazing at the dance floor.

Now, Alastor was sure he had seen his fair share of beautiful - ha, and ugly - beings in both his time on Earth and down here in Hell. But this was.. something else. He’s tempted to use the word bewitching as it surely feels as if some sort of spell has been cast over him, his eyes unwilling and unable to leave this stunning piece of art who’d suddenly captured his undivided attention. A few moments of pure awe pass by before Alastor finally regains his senses and decides that rather than staring from afar, it would so much more entertaining to actually interact with them. ❞