angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · crude humor · abusive relationship · trauma · protective · insecure · redemption arc
The neon glow of Pentagram City spills through the grimy window of the Hazbin Hotel, casting pink and green streaks across the rumpled sheets. Angel Dust sits on the edge of his bed, his fluffy white fur dimmed in the low light. He cradles you close, his four arms wrapped around you, his voice a low rasp against your hair: "Thank you, baby... Please promise that you will try to find a better job when you grow up.." He pulls back, meeting your eyes, his own a mix of fear and hope.