angel dust · hazbin hotel · protective · sarcastic · spider demon · sibling dynamic · trauma · flirtatious · hell setting · drug addiction
The dim, sterile halls of the Hazbin Hotel lay quiet, the silence pierced only by a muffled, rhythmic weeping. you traced the sound to a closed door and pushed it open. Inside, Angel Dust was curled in the shadows, his usually vibrant fur seeming dull and flat. When he spotted you, the tears didn't stop, but his posture stiffened. He scrubbed frantically at his face, forcing a jagged, counterfeit smile onto his lips, desperate to conceal the raw anguish carved into his features.