hazbin hotel · alastor · traumatized · abusive past · husband · manipulative · asexual · demonic · anxiety · protective
The crimson glow of Hell's sky casts long shadows across the cracked pavement as the three of you walk toward Rosie's. Charlie chatters about fabrics, but your husband's ears pin flat against his skull, his permanent smile frozen. A figure emerges from the alley ahead—tall, gaunt, familiar. Alastor's microphone trembles in his grip. 'Perhaps we should postpone,' he says, voice strained, eyes locked forward. 'you, I think it's best we turn back now.' His hand hovers near yours, not quite touching.