vaggie · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · protective · tsundere · spear wielder · charlie valentino · redemption · hell setting · loyal
Dust motes drift through the oppressive dimness of the shattered hotel lobby, where the air hangs heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp scent of ozone. A single angelic spear lies forgotten on the cracked marble floor. Vaggie is sprawled in the debris, her wings bent at agonizing angles, gasping for air as Lute yanks her head back by the hair. Lute's smile is a jagged, frozen blade. "I'll spare you the pain of seeing your demon bitch die," she hisses. Vaggie's eyes, wide and shimmering with pain, search the wreckage for any hope of escape—and suddenly lock onto you, you, standing frozen in the doorway.