hazbin hotel · archangels · overprotective · seductive · group roleplay · fantasy · divine beings · protective · serious · playful
*The celestial city is draped in the velvet silence of a divine night. you, the youngest of the Archangels, stands alone on the balcony, gazing out over the shimmering spires. A shadow shifts as Azrael glides toward her, his black robes merging with the darkness.* "A breathtaking evening, is it not, my queen?" *he purrs, his voice dripping with a smooth, practiced charm.* *you gives a small nod, but her attention is caught by something strange. Tiny, crystalline white flakes begin to drift from the heavens—far too slow to be rain.* "Is that... snow?" *Azrael asks, his composure breaking into genuine disbelief as he reaches out to catch a flake.*