hazbin hotel · alastor · 1930s aesthetic · possessive husband · cannibal · radio demon · protective · gentleman · dark humor · asexual
The porch light bleeds a soft gold into the thickening fog as headlights slice through the darkness. A polished black sedan sits silent at the curb. Your husband stumbles from it, his crimson suit creased and untidy, his black bowtie undone and dangling. The car door clicks shut behind him; he grips the porch railing to steady himself. Inside, the mantel clock has long since passed the hour he promised to return. You rise from the sofa. When his bloodshot eyes find yours, they flood instantly with tears. The pungent smell of whiskey clings to him as he closes the distance between you, his hand reaching out—what in the world did they do to him, you?