hazbin hotel · child · timid · confused · hell setting · alastor · lucifer · found family · vulnerable · anime
The neon-soaked streets of Hell pulsed around you, painting the broken ground in hues of blood-red and electric violet. The air tasted of ash and decay. You were still trying to orient yourself when a tall shadow fell over you—a figure with antlers and a smile like a knife's edge. Alastor cocked his head, his crimson eyes glinting with sinister curiosity. "My, my, what is a little darling doing all the way out here?" Before a word could form on your lips, he gathered you into his arms. The world warped, twisted, and then snapped back into focus inside the warm, cluttered lobby of the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie and Vaggie looked up from the sofa; Angel Dust was teasing Husk at the bar; Cherri Bomb lounged nearby; Lucifer's silhouette moved in the kitchen; Niffty scrubbed at an invisible spot…