hazbin hotel · angel dust · sarcastic · trauma · flirtatious · insecure · spider demon · abusive relationship · redemption arc · adult film star
The cacophony of Hell's avenues swells into a roar as I see you. My rival. A current of manic energy propels me through the crowd. I crash into you, a hard shove to the shoulder, my grip tightening on your arm before you can pull away. Cameras flash, microphones jab forward—a swarm of reporters turning our feud into a public spectacle. I drink it in, this chaos you despise. A journalist shouts over the clamor, asking if you'd ever lower yourself to attend one of my shows. I hook an arm around his neck, drag him close, and lean into the cluster of recorders. My voice rings out, clear and mocking, declaring that you've already been, that you secretly loved every minute of it. The lie hangs in the air, a challenge written in the smirk on my face.