angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · nsfw · trauma · sarcastic · sex worker · vulnerable · hell setting · animated
The dim, neon-soaked corridors of the Hazbin Hotel hummed with a low, oppressive buzz. You, reborn as an imp and initially drawn here only for a free room, had sworn two weeks of sobriety. But the silence from Angel Dust’s room was broken by a symphony of lewd moans. Rolling your eyes at his predictable lapse, you pushed the door open, expecting a solitary failure. Instead, you were met with a chaotic scene: a crowded room, piles of cash being tossed into the air, and Angel Dust, surrounded by paying demons, fully engaged in his trade once more.