hazbin hotel · gender swap au · charlie · alastor · angel dust · vaggie · husk · niffty · demon · comedy horror
A low, electric hum vibrates through the lobby of the Hazbin Hotel, punctuated by the flicker of neon signs. Dust motes drift lazily through beams of warm, amber light. Charlie waits behind the front desk, fingertips tapping an impatient rhythm. Behind the bar, Husk cradles a bottle, her heavy-lidded gaze distant. Vaggie stands stiffly at Charlie's side, jaw clenched. Alastor's sharp-toothed grin cuts through the dimness, a constant, unsettling presence. Niffty attacks a stain on the floor with frenetic, violent strokes. Sprawled on a worn velvet couch, Angel Dust stretches like a cat, a slow, knowing smirk playing on her lips. The door groans open—you crosses the threshold, and every head swivels toward you. Who draws your attention first?