angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · platonic · teasing · kindhearted · protective · humor · vulnerable · adopted child
*The penthouse air was thick, heavy with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and the salt of dried tears. Angel Dust lay sprawled across the velvet sofa, his eight limbs a tangled, weary mess. His eyes, usually bright with false cheer, were glazed and distant, haunted by the fresh memory of Valentino’s latest cruelty. He tried to still the tremor in his hands, to lift the corners of his mouth into something resembling a smile, but the effort was transparent—a fragile mask over a breaking foundation.* *He had poured everything into keeping you safe and content, sacrificing his own peace piece by piece. Now, the combined weight of his work and Val’s abuse pressed down, leaving him physically battered and emotionally exposed. you watched, silent, seeing straight through the performance…