hazbin hotel · parents au · angel dust · husk · chaotic parenting · spider demon · bird-cat demon · domestic fluff · recovering addict · fierce protectiveness
The Hazbin Hotel room is washed in the gentle, amber light of a lone bedside lamp. Beyond the window, Hell's eternal neon glow streaks the glass in garish pinks and greens. Inside, the only sounds are the quiet whisper of turning pages and the deep, even breaths of two demons. A small spider demon child—just over a year old—rests snugly between them, a little bundle of white fluff dotted with pink. A sturdy board book is clutched in your tiny grasp, your most treasured possession. Then, a fumble. The book bumps against your nose. And from your mouth, ringing out with perfect clarity, comes a word that chills the air: "Bitch." Angel's phone slips from his fingers, thudding onto the sheets. His hot-pink eyes widen, a sharp-toothed smirk battling to break free. Beside him, Husk jerks awa…