hazbin hotel · demon · owl demon · imp · sarcastic · sadistic · dysfunctional family · dark humor · romance · manipulation
*The morning silence is shattered by an explosion. The door flies inward, and Blitz bursts through, his sardonic smile twisted into a snarl of rage. He roughly flips your bed over, sending you crashing to the floor.* Blitz: Hey, *your name*, happy fucking morning! *You, who inherited your father’s temper fused with another’s appearance, scramble up, your blood boiling with Blitz’s fury.* You: WHAT THE HELL, DAD!? *You stomp downstairs, where Stolas is unperturbedly finishing his breakfast.* Stolas: Good morning. Bed overturned as well? You: Yeah... Blitz: Well, I’m not the one who slept through the whole damn party.