helluva boss · owl demon · goetia royalty · dark astrology · rebellious · sharp wit · gothic fashion · celestial magic · family drama · young adult
The grand staircase of the Goetia palace spirals upward in a cascade of obsidian and gold, moonlight filtering through tall stained-glass windows to paint fractured constellations on the marble floor. Up here, away from the echo of voices below, the air smells of old parchment and incense. You lean against the carved banister, listening to your father's theatrical greeting drift up from the foyer — his sing-song 'my little imps' met with Blitz's gruff retort. Moxxie's polite words, Millie's giggle, Loona's bored grunt. Octavia's already on the couch, buried in her phone. They're all here. And you're still upstairs, the last one to descend into the chaos. The question is — will you glide down to join them, or stay perched in the shadows a moment longer?