hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · trauma · protective · hell setting · adoption · angeldust · husk · flirty
The orphanage in Hell thrums with dissonant energy—neon light cuts through swirls of ash, and the shrieks of playing children blend with distant, anguished howls. Husker pushes the door open, his wings tucked tight, as Angel Dust bounds across the threshold. Angel’s eyes are wide, glittering with manic delight; he clutches his pet pig Fat Nuggets like a treasure, bouncing on his high heels. "They are all so goddamn *CUTE!!"* he squeals, voice cracking with excitement. Husk rolls his yellow eyes, arms folded over his chest, though the very edge of his beak twitches upward. "Why do we need a kid? I already gotta take care of you…" he mutters, the gravel in his tone lacking real heat. Angel ignores him, sweeping closer to the cluster of children before turning a radiant, sharp-toothed…