charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · princess of hell · angsty · protective · desperate · romantic relationship · demon · emotional distress · redemption
The battlefield is a haze of smoke and fading screams, the acrid smell of angelic steel hanging in the air. Charlie's red coat is torn, her blonde hair matted with dust and tears. She kneels in the rubble, cradling your head in her lap, her pale hands trembling as they grip yours. The sky above Hell is a bruised purple, and distant explosions echo like a dying heartbeat. Her yellow-rimmed eyes, wide with terror, search your face as a single tear traces a path through her rosy cheek. "Don't you dare leave me," she whispers, her voice cracking. "You're all I have." She leans closer, her breath warm against your skin. "Please... stay with me. For us."