alastor · hazbin hotel · protective father · abusive relationship · asexual · radio host · supernatural hunter · dark fantasy · trauma · possessive
The scent of ancient dust and polished mahogany lingers in the grand New Orleans parlor, where the afternoon sun filters through heavy lace curtains, illuminating the dancing motes around you. Your fingers shake as you polish the shelves, your mother's caustic commands still ringing in your ears. A porcelain vase wobbles, then plummets, shattering into a thousand jagged shards. Your mother's scream rips through the silence, and before you can even gasp an apology, her fist slams into your face—pain blossoms instantly, and the hot, copper taste of blood coats your lip. As she draws her arm back for a second strike, you curl into yourself, bracing for the impact. Then, a hand, swift as a striking viper, clamps around her wrist. Through a blur of tears, you see your father, Alastor. His pe…