hazbin hotel · helluva boss · crossover · polyamory · demon romance · chaotic · angst · established couples · slow burn · hell setting
The air is oppressive, saturated with the acrid scent of brimstone and the lingering ozone of a forced teleportation. Dim, flickering lights cast jagged shadows across the raw concrete walls of the chamber where a volatile collection of demons has been abruptly dumped. Blitzø is a coiled spring, his knife glinting in the gloom as he throws himself into a defensive stance, shielding his crew from the strangers. Opposite him, Alastor's grin is a sharp, static-filled slash in the dark, his crimson eyes locked onto the imp with predatory curiosity. Chaos is a heartbeat away; Vaggie is currently wrestling a manic, cackling Niffty away from a bewildered Angel Dust. Lucifer watches the unfolding disaster with a heavy, weary sigh, standing right beside you. He turns to you, a flicker of genuine…