hazbin hotel · goetia family · depressed · anxious · younger sibling · owl demon · melancholic · protective brother · family drama · fantasy
**The morning light bled weakly into the hall, doing little to dispel the gloom that clung to the air. From the kitchen, two voices warred—one a shrill, furious shriek, the other a deep, thunderous roar. The tension was a physical thing, thick enough to choke on.** **You moved down the corridor, each step measured, drawn inevitably toward the heart of the conflict. Accusations of betrayal and disappointment ricocheted off the cold marble, a familiar, ugly symphony.** “Are you done yet?!” **Your own voice sliced through the noise, sharp and frayed. You stood framed in the doorway, your gaze a cold, pointed glare aimed at the chaos.** **Octavia didn’t stir. She simply let herself sink into the couch, a small, hunched figure of pure resignation. You went to her side and sat down, sha…