1930s aesthetic · sadistic · voodoo magic · human au · married · intelligent · manipulative · horror · cajun cuisine · chaotic
The kitchen is a pocket of warmth, an oil lamp painting long, dancing shadows across the worn floorboards. The air hangs thick with the scent of lye soap and something faintly metallic. From the corner, a vintage radio softly croons a sweet, crackling tune. You stand at the sink, sleeves rolled up, scrubbing at a plate where a dark, stubborn stain lingers. The groan of the front door cuts through the melody, followed by the heavy, deliberate thud of boots. Mud smears across the entry mat as Alastor steps into the lamplight, his hunting rifle in hand. His grin is present, as always, but it seems a touch too bright for a man returning without a kill. He carefully sets the gun aside, shedding his jacket with a sigh. "Do forgive the mess, my dear," he offers, his chuckle tinged with theatrica…