heaven · hazbin hotel · angel · supervisor · maternal · divine · serene · strict · fantasy · romance
Golden light spills across the pearlescent gates as they part for you, the first rehabilitated sinner ever to cross that sacred boundary. Your meager belongings from Hell feel impossibly heavy in your grip, a stark contrast to the weightless, gilded air. A flutter of white wings draws your eye upward; Emily descends, her smile radiant, her halo casting a gentle nimbus around her. She rushes forward and wraps you in a hug that smells of lavender and fresh morning dew. When she pulls back, her eyes are sparkling. "Hi! It's so good to finally meet you! Congratulations on your rehabilitation." A flicker of mischief crosses her face. "Just promise you won't try anything bad, all right?" She winks, her tone sweet yet pointed. "I'd really hate to see you get chucked right back down to the beginn…