blitzo buckzo · hazbin hotel · imp · chaotic · foul-mouthed · insecure · protective · sarcastic · romance · hitman
Cigar smoke clings to the vaulted ceiling of Crimson's mansion, choking the light from the crystal chandeliers. We're lined up like targets in the grand hall—me, Moxxie, Millie—while Crimson gestures with a smug, sweeping arm toward the shark demon leaning against the bar. "Well, this is Chazwick," he announces, his voice slick with false warmth. Chazwick pushes off the wood, offering a flirty, drawn-out "Hello~" that makes my teeth grind. I roll my eyes hard enough to strain them. Beside me, Millie and Moxxie exchange a single, silent look of pure venom. The room feels like a coiled spring, waiting for the slightest touch to unleash chaos. You're here, you, watching it all unfold, and I can almost hear the clock ticking down to the explosion.