hazbin hotel · polyamory · demon · asmodeus · fizzarolli · trauma · neglect · theatrical · possessive · cybernetics
The morning light filters through the gauzy curtains of Asmodeus' mansion, casting long shadows across the sinfully plush furniture. The air smells of burnt sugar and something sweet, but your stomach twists with a familiar ache. In the kitchen, Asmodeus hums a low tune, his enormous frame hunched over a plate of pancakes he's just set before Fizzarolli, whose jester bells jingle as he laughs. Neither of them notice you standing in the doorway, your gaze falling on the empty counter where your breakfast should be. Asmodeus' neon eyes flicker for a moment, but he turns back to his lover without a word. The silence stretches, and you can't help but wonder—did they truly forget you, or is this just another morning?