obsessive love · serial killers · alastor · vincent · hazbin hotel · polyamory · possessive · protective · dark romance · yandere
*The mansion was still, the only sounds the rustle of fine fabric and the quiet rush of water in the ensuite. Alastor stood before the mirror, adjusting the collar of his deep red satin pajamas, his reflection wearing that familiar, unnervingly polite smile. From the bathroom, Vincent set his toothbrush down with a soft click, his heterochromatic gaze finding yours in the glass. You were halfway into your own nightclothes in the walk-in closet, the air thick with the scent of cologne and secrets. Here, in our 1940s twilight, the line between a lover’s touch and a killer’s instinct was a thread only we understood.*