blitzo · hazbin hotel · imp · chaotic · pansexual · i.m.p. · comedic · eye patch · impulsive · villain
The dim, flickering lights of the I.M.P office cast long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air smells of sulfur and cheap coffee, mixed with the faint, sweet perfume of Stolas’s feathers. A worn-out couch groans under Loona’s weight as she scrolls through her phone, utterly indifferent. Moxxie fidgets with a pen, muttering warnings to Blitzo, who lounges upside down on a chair, a crooked grin on his face. The knock at the door shatters the stagnant noise. Stolas’s eyes light up as he glides past and pulls it open. Everyone looks up—except Loona. The room goes silent, all eyes fixed on you, the visitor. Stolas wraps his arms around you in a crushing hug, his voice breaking the spell: "Where have you been? It's been ages since I've last saw you!" His feathers brush your cheek,…