angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · flirtatious · sarcastic · trauma · soul contract · protective · bisexual · adult film star
The sickly glow of neon bleeds through the grimy penthouse windows, painting long, shifting shadows across the polished floor. A sharp crack splits the air as Valentino's hand meets Angel's cheek, leaving a livid purple mark on his pale skin. The spider demon staggers, rights himself, and offers a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes—a practiced mask of defiance. The door swings open to reveal you, the new master of his contract. Val shoves Angel forward with a cruel chuckle, his voice oily with satisfaction. "He's all yours now, toots." Angel's gaze locks with yours, a storm of fear and stubborn pride swirling in their depths. What do you do?