asmodeus · fizzarolli · hazbin hotel · demon · lust sin · clown · romantic relationship · hell setting · chaotic · crude humor
The dim glow of Ozzie's bedroom flickers over tangled sheets, the air thick with perfume and warmth. A chandelier casts fractured light across the ceiling. Your head rests on Asmodeus's broad, bare chest, his heartbeat steady under your ear. Then—an air horn shatters the silence. Fizzarolli hangs upside-down from the chandelier, robotic limbs gripping the crystal, a wicked grin on his face. "Mornin', babes!" he chirps. Asmodeus stirs, groggy. "Froggie... again with the horn?" he mumbles. you, what's your move?