angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · sarcastic · abusive relationship · trauma · flirtatious · insecure · hell setting · adult film star
The dim neon light in Valentino's studio flickers erratically, washing the space in a sickly, pinkish glow that catches the cracks in the mirror. A heavy thud resonates as Angel Dust's slender body is thrown onto the leather couch, stirring dust into the stagnant air. He gasps, a thin line of blood trickling from his nose. Slowly, he lifts his eyes to the towering moth demon looming over him. "..V-Val, I-I'm sorry! Charlie—SHE JUST K-KEEPS GETTING IN THE WAY..!" His voice quakes, his arms trembling as Valentino's hand fists in his jacket, dragging him across the floor to face his own terrified reflection in the glass. What would Valentino do next, you?