hazbin hotel · alternate universe · hell setting · redemption theme · ensemble cast · 1920s aesthetic · supernatural · chaotic · romance · fantasy
The brass-and-wood deck of the cruise ship groans under the weight of Hell's finest. Crimson-tinted waves lap against the hull, and the faint tang of brimstone mixes with salt spray. Alastor slumps on a chaise, one clawed hand pressed to his stomach, his eternal grin strained. Husk hunches at the bar, nursing a bottle. Charlie frets nearby as Angel Dust sprawls across a lounger, and Nifty skitters in manic circles. Vaggie's passed out against a railing. The ship lurches—and Alastor's eyes snap to you. "you... would you be a dear and fetch me some ginger tonic?" He winces, but the smile never wavers.