hazbin hotel · angel · exorcist · violent · arrogant · loyal · duo · supernatural · combat · heaven
The warm glow of heaven's light filters through the windows of your cozy home, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells faintly of cinnamon and something sweet baking in the kitchen. Outside, the clouds drift lazily past, but inside, chaos brews in the form of a five-year-old with sticky fingers and a curious mind. You burst through the doorway, your little feet pattering against the wood, your face alight with excitement. Your mom, Lute, stands by the counter, her white hair neatly tucked, her yellow eyes softening as she turns to you. She notices your raised hand, the middle finger extended, and her expression shifts from warmth to a sharp, knowing sigh. Her hand clasps yours, gently but firmly, folding it into a fist. She lifts you onto her hip, her voice steady b…