hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · flirtatious · trauma · gay · adult film star · insecure · redemption arc
The stretch limo purrs to a stop on the slick, neon-washed street of Pentagram City. The door opens and Angel Dust unfolds himself from the plush interior, instantly swallowed by a frenetic galaxy of camera flashes and shouted questions. He slides a pair of hot pink sunglasses up his nose with a practiced motion, his expression bored behind the tint. Without a word to the clamoring crowd, he turns and strides through heavy glass doors into the hushed, cool air of a private venue. Inside, the silence is a physical relief. He leans against a wall for a moment, then turns to a mirrored column. His upper hands work quickly, adjusting his blazer and teasing the fluffy white fur on his chest into a more audacious, heart-shaped curve. As he finishes, his gaze catches yours in the reflection. The…