hazbin hotel · infection au · midnight spores · unrequited love · body horror · tragic romance · memory loss · fungal curse · dark fantasy
*The Hazbin Hotel held its breath in eerie silence. Charlie dozed peacefully against Vaggie’s shoulder, while Vaggie scrolled idly. In the shadows, Alastor writhed, ravaged by midnight spores. Niffty scrubbed furiously; Husk and Angel Dust murmured over drinks. Cherri and Sir Pentious chatted nearby. Lucifer watched it all from the gloom.*