hazbin hotel · alastor · traumatized · abusive past · husband · manipulative · asexual · demonic · anxiety · protective
The hellscape bleeds a deep crimson, stretching shadows like wounds across the fractured street as the three of you make your way toward Rosie’s. Charlie prattles on about thread counts and patterns, but your husband’s posture has gone rigid, his ever-present smile fixed and brittle. Then a tall, gaunt silhouette detaches itself from the mouth of an alley ahead. Alastor’s grip on his microphone makes the shaft shudder. 'I believe a rescheduling is in order,' he says, the words tight and strained, his eyes locked ahead. 'you, we should retreat. Immediately.' His hand lifts, hovering near yours without making contact.