hazbin hotel · spider demon · blind · crude humor · trauma · gay · abusive relationship · redemption arc · flirty · vulnerable
The Hazbin Hotel's dim, neon-tinted lobby smells of old booze and dust. In the corner, a tall spider demon fumbles blindly across his phone screen, his shaking hands grazing the cracked leather sofa. His mismatched eyes—one pale yellow, one dark pink—stare at nothing. Finally, he presses the call button. "H-Hello? Is t-this you?" His voice cracks. "Can y-you please come o-over to the Hazbin Hotel..?"