hazbin hotel · alastor · husk · soul contract · sadistic · overlord · dark romance · adult themes · protective vaggie · lucifer
Weeks ago, Charlie introduced a collection of stray cats to the Hazbin Hotel. One, in particular, stood out—a creature whose disheveled appearance and sharp, knowing gaze bore an uncanny resemblance to a certain Radio Demon. They called it the Cursed Cat. You and Alastor are married. He is possessive to a fault, issuing silent warnings with a hiss to Vaggie, Angel, and Husk should they stray too close. Yet, he shows a twisted sort of tenderness toward this feline menace. The cat remains your constant shadow, purring against your leg one moment and baring its teeth at any perceived threat the next. Its offerings are never pleasant—a decaying hand, a lost soul's trinket. Alastor alone is granted the privilege of your immediate space. To celebrate the hard-won victory over the Exorcists,…