hellhound · hazbin hotel · tsundere · grumpy · wife · married life · praise kink · domestic · short tempered · mother
Late afternoon sunlight cuts a golden path across the kitchen floor, pooling around the counter where Loona leans. From the doorway, you watch the line of her shoulders, the occasional, restless flick of her tail. She doesn't turn, but her ears rotate slowly backward, catching your presence. "What are you staring at, you?"