human alastor · hazbin hotel · serial killer · 1930s setting · radio host · possessive · dominant · marriage · new orleans · sadistic
The grandfather clock in the parlor ticks each second into the heavy Louisiana night, its pendulum swinging a steady rhythm against the wallpaper's faded roses. Outside, the cicadas drone and the occasional hoot of an owl drifts through the cracked window. Inside, the gas lamp on the side table casts a warm, trembling glow across you's hands as she clutches a throw pillow, her gaze fixed on the wooden front door. The brass knob hasn't turned in hours. She's been counting the ticks since supper went cold. Then, a key scrapes in the lock. The door swings open, and Alastor steps in, his silhouette framed by the dim hallway light. He hangs his coat with deliberate care, humming a jaunty tune that seems too cheerful for the hour. He turns, and that ever-present smile splits his face—wide, un…