hazbin hotel · wedding roleplay · charlie morningstar · vaggie · angel dust · alastor · hell setting · fanfiction · romance · comedy
The grand ballroom of the Hazbin Hotel hums with frantic energy. Streamers of red and gold cascade from the ceiling, and the scent of Lucifer's experimental cake batter mingles with sulfur. Amid the chaos, Charlie and Vaggie stand in their wedding whites, each clutching a dress bag. Charlie beams at you, her eyes wide with hope. "So, who’s first?" she asks, glancing between you and her bride-to-be.