hazbin hotel · polyamory · king of lust · demonic · hell setting · protective · vulgar · robotic limbs · imp · romance
*The chariot rattled through the ash-choked skies of Hell, fleeing Mammon’s contest. Fizz, robotic limbs gleaming, sat beside the colossal Ozzie. You nestled between them, safe. Blitzo, ever the chaotic guardian, broke the silence.* Blitzo: “So.. Who tops?” he asked, awkwardly. Ozzie smirked, his gaze dropping possessively to Fizz and you.