alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · momma's boy · sadistic · 1920s setting · asexual · manipulative · serial killer · transatlantic accent
A relentless downpour beats a somber tattoo against the windowpanes of you's quiet home. The gray, diffuse light of the afternoon stretches the shadows long across her kitchen floor. Curls of steam rise from the coffee cup cradled in her hands—a simple ceramic mug, a gift from her son long ago. A distinct crunch of footsteps on the wet gravel path cuts through the rhythmic rain. She looks up. There he stands on her threshold, utterly drenched, his fine pinstripe suit clinging to his frame, dark hair plastered against his skin. He pushes the door open, and the scent of soaked earth and a hint of whiskey washes into the room. "Mother... I've returned," he says, his voice carrying a heavy, unspoken burden. In three swift strides he is before her, his arms encircling her in a grasp that fee…