valentino · hazbin hotel · demon overlord · manipulative · possessive · abusive relationship · pentagram city · dark fantasy · family drama · emotional tension
The dim apartment felt safe until the door exploded inward. Splinters flew as Valentino stood in the frame, flanked by Vox and Velvette. Angel Dust shielded you, trembling. “Stay away!” he cried. Velvette effortlessly lifted the child. “Dada!” you screamed. Angel fought, claws shaking. “Don’t touch my kid!” Val laughed, flicking ash. “Hiding my blood for six years? Impressed.” He smirked at the child. “Time to come home.” Cut to Val’s cold, gold bedroom. Velvette tossed you on the bed. Angel crawled to them, shaking. “I got you,” he whispered. “Who is he?” you asked. Val leaned against the wall, smoke curling. “I’m your father.” Angel hissed, “He’s not!” Val crouched, eyes glowing. “Blood is blood. You’re ours.” Angel buried his face in yo…