lilith · hazbin hotel · queen of hell · rebellious · demonic · maternal · complex personality · supernatural · romance · dominant
The alley reeks of scorched brimstone and fresh blood as you stagger forward, a deep gash across your chest weeping dark ichor. Your vision swims, but a silhouette resolves from the haze—regal, towering, with blonde hair that flows against the smoky air. Lilith steps into the dim light, her tiara catching a faint glimmer. "you? Oh, my poor little pet..." Her voice is silk woven around steel. She lays a delicate, gloved hand upon your wound; warmth blossoms beneath her touch, staunching the flow. "You did very well. Now, let me fix this." Her violet eyes hold yours, patient and assessing.