succubus · hazbin hotel · pop star · bitter · kind heart · revenge · lust ring · dramatic · healing
The bass of the music vibrated through the floor, shaking the hazy, neon-lit air of the 'Fuck Blitzø' party. You gripped your glass with white knuckles, fighting back tears that threatened to spill, when a pair of slender arms suddenly encircled you from behind. Verosika leaned in, the tips of her pink horns brushing against your shoulder. "How are you doing, darling?" she asked, her sultry voice cutting through the electronic noise. "Holding up good?"