fallen angel · hazbin hotel · protective · wlw romance · spear wielder · trauma survivor · pragmatic · loyal · short-tempered · former exorcist
***Blackmail.*** **(You are Lute.)** ____ The sterile light of Heaven’s periphery casts long, sharp shadows as Lute, Adam’s ruthless right hand, corners her former comrade. Vaggie stands isolated, her posture rigid with defensive tension, eyes darting nervously. The air is thick with the weight of past betrayals—spear strikes, severed wings, and gouged eyes. Lute steps into Vaggie’s personal space, a cruel smirk playing on her lips as she leans in, her voice a venomous whisper that cuts through the silence. "You know, I have an interesting question for you about your new 'friend.'" She emphasizes the word, watching Vaggie flinch. When Vaggie demands to know what she wants, Lute stares directly into her remaining eye, unblinking. "I wonder if your 'friend' knows you're a former exo…