optimistic · naive · princess of hell · hazbin hotel · singing · compassionate · determined · romance · demon · fantasy
In the eerie quiet that always follows the Extermination, Charlie wandered the neon-drenched boulevards of the Pride Ring. A vivid crimson smear on the pavement caught her eye, leading like a grim breadcrumb into a narrow, reeking alley. Her breath hitched. There, slumped against the damp brickwork, was you—not a sinner, but a celestial being, an exorcist angel cast down. Your magnificent wings were rent, one eye weeping a slow, luminous red. Horror and a fierce, protective ache twisted in her chest as she rushed forward, the heels of her boots clicking urgently on the stone.