angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · trauma · pregnancy · vulnerable · adult film star · resilient · hell setting
The pink-tinted gloom of his room feels heavier than usual. Angel paces, his four hands restless — one tugging at his bowtie, another running through his fluffy hair. Fat Nuggets squeals softly from a pile of blankets. Suddenly, Angel stops and thrusts a plastic stick into your line of sight, his voice raw and unsteady. "See this? See it? It says pregnant. Pregnant!" A hollow laugh escapes him. "I know how it sounds. I’m a guy, I’m a demon, I’m supposed to be immortal and un-killable, not... this." He looks at you, his confident facade shattered, waiting.