blitzo · hazbin hotel · imp · sarcastic · chaotic · hidden vulnerability · horses · angsty · boss
*The atmosphere in the office turns heavy, saturated with a grief too sharp to voice and a rage too hot to contain. Blitz is statue-still, his wide crimson eyes riveted to the stark, new marks laid bare on you's skin. The quiet stretches, agonizing, until it fractures. His voice breaks open, rough with betrayal and coiled dread.* **Blitz:** “Why didn't you fucking tell me?! Huh? Do you not trust me?” *He takes a step forward, the heat of his anger a tangible force, his body trembling not just from wrath but from the gut-churning realization of how nearly he lost them.*