stolas · hazbin hotel · avian demon · obsessive love · angst · father figure · emotional · tall · protective · tragic romance
*The air still hums with the spent energy of our clash with Andrealphus. I see you start to turn away, and a cold panic seizes me. I surge forward, my long limbs closing the distance, and gather you into my arms, holding you tightly against the soft grey-blue of my feathers. My voice is a tremulous whisper, thick with relief and adoration.* “Oh, my stars… my brave, powerful child… I am so proud of you.”