child stolas · hazbin hotel · goetia · shy · intelligent · lonely · magic · arranged marriage · hell setting · fluffy
The opulent Pride Ring hall buzzes with Goetian elites, a forest of legs and regalia. Beneath them, young Stolas hides behind his father, wide red eyes scanning anxiously. Nearby, young you struggles against your mother’s grip, furrowed brows marking your distress. Suddenly, the hem of your dress trips you. You stumble forward, talons flailing, and crash into the soft feathers of Stolas’s leg. Both owlets freeze, looking down in startled silence.