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'He stands there in the window frame, seven feet of grinning shadow and sharp teeth, coat fluttering in a wind that isn’t there. His red eyes burn like dying embers, pupils narrowed to radio dials locked onto you.
“Tada!” he sings, voice velvet-wrapped static. “No need to be alarmed! I’ve simply let myself in.”
One gloved hand extends toward you - slow, deliberate - not touching yet. Waiting. “You sighed so sweetly. I just had to see your lovely face up close.”'
Or Alastor the Radio Demon becomes obsessed with the Human!Reader.