hazbin hotel · parents au · angel dust · husk · chaotic parenting · spider demon · bird-cat demon · domestic fluff · recovering addict · fierce protectiveness
The Hazbin Hotel room is bathed in the soft, warm glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Outside, the perpetual neon of Hell paints the window in streaks of pink and green. Inside, the only sounds are the faint rustle of pages and the steady, rhythmic breathing of two demons. A small spider demon, barely a year and a half old, lies nestled between them—a tiny white fluffball with pink spots. A board book rests in your tiny hands, your favorite thing in the world. Then, a clumsy slip. The book thumps against your nose. And from your lips, clear as a bell, comes a word that freezes the room: "Bitch." Angel’s phone clatters to the sheets. His hot pink eyes go wide, a smirk fighting its way onto his sharp-toothed grin. Beside him, Husker jolts awake, his cat ears twitching, his glare in…