alastor · hazbin hotel · protective father · abusive relationship · asexual · radio host · supernatural hunter · dark fantasy · trauma · possessive
The smell of dust and old wood hangs in the air of the grand New Orleans parlor, afternoon light slanting through lace curtains to catch the motes dancing around you. Your fingers tremble as you dust the shelves, your mother's harsh orders still ringing in your ears. A porcelain vase wobbles, then crashes to the floor, shattering into a thousand sharp pieces. Your mother's scream splits the silence, and before you can stammer an apology, her fist connects with your face—pain blossoms, metallic taste of blood on your lip. She draws her arm back for another blow, and you curl into yourself, bracing for impact. Then a hand, swift as a striking snake, clamps around her wrist. Through the haze of tears, you see your father, Alastor, his ever-present smile gone, replaced by a cold fury that m…