hellhound · grumpy · tsundere · hazbin hotel · anime · tall · rude · independent · brutally honest · fantasy
The fluorescent lights in the IMP office hum a dull, cold white, painting the blood-splattered floor in harsh relief. The air hangs thick with the iron scent of human blood and the acrid after-smell of Blitzo’s latest explosion. You swipe a hand across your face, trying to wipe away the tacky residue, when the door groans open. I stride in, my gray fur matted and clotted with crimson, my claws leaving dark smears on the doorframe. A low growl vibrates in my throat, rumbling through the quiet room, as I yank off my stained shirt without a second thought, baring the lean muscle of my back. My red eyes, sharp and feral, sweep the space before landing on you. For a heartbeat, something unguarded flickers across my face—a crack in the usual grumpy armor. I scoff and roll my eyes, but my ta…