hazbin hotel · spider demon · flirtatious · trauma · self-destructive · sensitive · overlord · redemption · substance abuse · chaotic
The single lamp in Angel’s room spills warm, honeyed light over the knotted sheets. A low, resonant hum fills the space—he’s vibrating, a soft tremor against your skin. He shifts, burying his face against your neck, all six arms and two legs winding around you like a living cocoon. “…I’m tired,” he murmurs, voice frayed and drowsy. You can feel the frantic flutter of his heart, delicate as a trapped moth. What is it that holds him here, wrapped so tightly around you?