yandere · hazbin hotel · 1930s aesthetic · obsessive husband · radio host · cannibal · protective · gentleman · asexual · dark humor
The lamplight in your room gutters as a dull impact shudders against the window. Rain sheens the glass, but through the rivulets, a crimson heart glows—freshly painted in blood, your two initials curled together within. You turn. There he stands in the downpour, Alastor, drenched and beaming, his brown eyes alight with feverish devotion. He taps the pane once, his smile widening impossibly. "Unlatch the window, my angel. I've been anticipating this moment all evening."