#Angel dust headcanon Tumblr posts

[helluvapoison]

imagine you work at the hotel and become the newest victim of a certain spider

˚✧₊⁎ Angel Dust ⁎⁺˳✧༚

warnings: suggestive themes

• Every hotel needs a receptionist, right? Truth be told, it’s a glorified title for your position. You sit behind the front desk to answer a phone that doesn’t ring, take reservations on an ancient computer that doesn’t even work and greet guests that don’t show up! It would almost be completely boring if not for the antics of the regulars

• Particularly, Angel Dust. He’s constantly in your personal bubble! Don’t think you’re special for that one, he invades everyone’s space

• He’ll sit on your desk— thrice he’s tried to plop himself in your lap only for you to scoot the chair back at the right second, having him land on the floor to glare up at you

• He drapes a pair of arms over your shoulders and asks if you want to watch one of his “movies” on the computer

• He calls you from his room and harmlessly offers you to come up and join him

• He asks you to drop off towels then answers the door naked!

“Mr Dust, would you stop that!?” You shout, red in the face.

“Not my fault if you always fall for it, honey.”

• When he’s not working, he joins you on your lunch breaks and steals bites of whatever you have. He makes up for it by leaving inappropriately shaped sweets on your desk now and then

• Angel’s also the first, and only, to ask you join him after your shift. A real, genuine invitation. Recently slender fingers have stopped trying to crawl up your knee

• “Evening, Mr Dust.”

“Thought I told you to cut that shit out. I ain’t no mister,” He leans over so your eye level with his chest floof and winks, “It’s just Angel, baby.”

“Whatever you say... Angel, baby.”

You can’t help but smirk when a rosy blush glows across his face

• Angel: 129 | You: 1

�� You’ll still count that as a major win. Somehow, you think it’s no easy feat to make The Angel Dust blush

[trashcanfanfics]

I love your stuff!!! Can I please have headcanons of Alastor and Angel Dust separately reacting to their completly asleep S/O cuddling closer to them and even maybe quietly saying their name while asleep.

this is so cute omg

Alastor:

He doesn't sleep as much as a normal demon does, so he just lays in bed with a book most of the time

You usually stick to your side, knowing that he doesn't like physical touch unless he initiates it

One night while he was reading and you were snoozing, you moved over and snuggled up to him

He jumped slightly as you curled up to him, throwing your arm around his waist

"Darling?" *cue you huffing and pulling him closer*

As you snuggled in deeper you mumbled something he didn't quite hear

"What?" *you mumbled a little louder in urgency*

He nudged you a little to see if you were actually awake

"Alastor, sweet lofmmm"

His dead heart felt like beating again as warmth bubbled in his chest and his smile grew fonder

He put the book down and carefully arranged you so your head was on his chest and his arm was around you

He held your hand to his chest with his other hand and kissed your forehead before falling asleep too

Angel Dust:

You two were flopped on a couch in the lounge area of the lobby, you laying on top of him with your head on his fluff

Three of his arms were around you while the fourth was holding his phone

He was casually scrolling Sinsta while you slipped into a nice nap

You mumbled something and snuggled closer while wiggling your arms to hold him tightly

He rubbed your back with one hand and felt a butterflies in his chest

Angel thought it was the cutest thing ever when you mumbled in your sleep

"Angel...wofen emmm"

You snuggled closer and he nearly dies again

He puts his phone down on the floor and brushes your head with the now free hand

Gently kisses your head and settles down for a nap himself

You wake like two hours later and it's a struggle to get out of the multiple arms (and one leg??)

[greenunoreversecard]

Don't hide your pain

-> Angel dust x reader

A/N: I made this of my own violation. I needed to therapize myself

Reader POV, ftm male, who's ✨️traumatized✨️

It always starts like this.

Things go well for a while. Things go great, even.

And then it gets bad. And it stays bad, and i ruin every close relationship and im alone.

And then it repeats.

I just wish I could be better. I guess that's why I'm at the hotel.

Things have been good for a while, so good, infact I though the cycle could be over.

Angel brought so much light to my life. He made me feel so happy, and wanted and needed.

And I was so much better. But it seems like the happier I was the worse i fall.

I sigh, rolling over in my bed, grabbing my phone. Fuck it's late in the day. Charlie will be upset, but i cant seem to care. I just- I don't wanna leave my bed.

I look away from my lockscreen, a blurry picture of angel in my Hoodie chasing after nuggets, who has his phone in his mouth, trying to run away with it. It caught angel off guard, and i was laughing so hard i couldnt get a steady photo.

Its one of my favorite memories. I feel a small smile tug at my lips, but my body and my face feel like led that I can barely move.

Theres a knock at my door.

"Hey, baby. Are you ok? Haven't seen you in a day, and I wanted to make sure ya alright.." I hear his quiet voice as the door squeaking lightly as Angle peeks in, silhouette gently illuminated from the light in the hallway.

I grumble in reply and roll over. He sighs, and for a moment I think he leaves but i feel him sit on my bed, next to me. I can feel his warmth. Despite having the features of a cold-blooded spider, he's always run rather hot.

He rests his hand on my back.

"Baby, I can't help you if you dont talk ta me"

Irritation rises in me.

"Don't. I dont need you. I dont need your fucking pity. Just fuck off, please." I say, voice rough and shoulders tense.

His determination doesn't deter, though.

"I don't pity you, love. I just wanna help."

I know my irritation is irrational, logically. But I can't help being angry. Angry I am this way, angry I'm so helpless. And I'm ahry he has to see me like this, considering he has it so much worse. He deserves better than this. Better than me. But I can't seem to stop the slow of my defensive anger, vomiting out words I'm uncertain seraid him I know they do me coming out my mouth.

"Don't pretend, angie."

"I'm serious, though. I want to help."

"Don't play with me. I don't need you, and I don't need your pity."

"Why are you doing this?"

This freezes me. I tense. I don't know why I do this. I don't know why I'm hurting him. I don't know why I'm hurting myself by hurting the only person thats treated me like a fucking sentient being..

I realise, at this point, he's as rigid as a brick, and I look over at him. He tears in the corners of his eyes, eyes slighrly red from the effort it takes to stop his tears. His hair is a mess, and he's shaking, God's he's shaking.

"I- please, sugar. I just wanna help you but- but I can't if you push us away. I you push me away. I- I don't wanna lose you. I can't fucking lose you. And I can feel you sliping and its- it's scary. Please, if not for you then for me."

At this, a sob wracks its way through my body, every viceral emotion I've held back hitting me like a dam destroyed. Apologies spewing through my lips like it's a lifeline. And in a way, it is. Because, I know hes right. And I know if I continue on the way I do, I'll be destroyed at my own hands. And I'll lose him, I'll lose my lifeline.

...

..

.

I don't know how long I cry for. It's all kind of blurry, really. I know i tell him everything ive hid from him about my life through choked sobs, and at some point he's holding me to his chest, gently stroking my hair, touch gentle but deep, afraid to let me go as if I'll disappear, or break like glass.

The good never used to last for long, but maybe this time I can make it last forever.

So long as I have him.

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End note: vv rushed lmfao. Anywhore, hopes this gives a small gauge as to my writing style. I can also try my hand at different possibilities.

Hope ye likey likey

[fr4nkie0stein]

Angel Dust dating a transmasc reader

Content warning(s): mentions of Hell (as in the location), mentions of drinking/allusions to alcoholism, brief references to Angel's job as a porn star, some crude humor, mentions of Valentino (ew) and allusions of abuse from him to Angel

Okay first of all I'm going to be perfectly clear when I say this: Angel is going to flirt with you when you first meet regardless of what you look like. If you don't outwardly reject his advances he won't stop completely, but he will tone it down some if you make it clear you're not interested in a one night stand

At some point he ends up spilling a bit more about his life than he usually would, probably having come back from a long shift working for Valentino and downing one too many cocktails before unloading all of his problems onto you. He wakes up the next morning tucked safely in his bed with Fat Nuggets by his side, having fallen asleep crying in your lap the night before

He hastily tries to find you so he can figure out what it is he said, but you merely waved it off. After all, everyone needs to vent every once in a while, right? And if he doesn't remember what he talked about, then you don't either (wink wink)

Relieved that you won't go around spilling all of his secrets, he ends up growing closer to you since you now know more about him than he ever planned on sharing, your close friendship eventually growing into a relationship that's even closer

He can and will call you sugar tits if you're okay with it I'm so sorry 😭 he'll stop if it genuinely makes you uncomfortable but if not then that's his go to nickname for you, even if you've had top surgery

Speaking of which, he'll definitely help you pay for any sort of surgeries you may want or if you plan on going on T (or whatever Hell's equivalent of that is, anyway), since he probably has at least some money set aside from all the pornos he makes

Oh and he will never let you in the studio with him btw. It's nothing against you, of course, as he loves and adores you...but that's precisely why he wants you to stay away. Valentino was able to sink his teeth into him already, and he doesn't want the same thing to end up happening to you

Anything else about his life you're more than welcome to be a part of, from where he stays at the hotel to when he goes out partying with Cherri Bomb. He actually appreciates it when you scold him from having too much to drink, because he knows you genuinely care about him and don't want to see him getting hurt

Other than Cherri Bomb, you're one of the only people he trusts. You're his safe space, someone who he feels comfortable crying in front of and leaving Fat Nuggets with in case he has to be gone for a while. Out of everyone in Hell, you're the demon who seems to care about him the most, and he will forever love you for that <3

♡ Send in more requests here ♡

[hazbinshusk]

Can I request orgasm and aftercare for Angel and Husk, please 🙏🏽

P.s. I'm super excited to read more of Stoles and Angel content 🥰💕

I'm hoping I'll write some of them soon (I've started some huskerdust x reader that hasn't gone anywhere yet) :)

angel dust:

afterwards — what kind(s) of aftercare do they like being given? do they like giving their partner aftercare? do they fall asleep quickly after sex?

angel is sorely unused to aftercare, for unfortunately obvious reasons.

so when he first starts experiencing it, he kind of needs it to start small.

massaging out the kinks and stiff muscles is a big one, and if you're the kind of partner who can shower or bath with him (sorry husk - although he's more than happy to run the bath and sit beside it to keep him company afterwards), he's going to be so happy.

warming up to cuddles takes a little while initially - he's usually out the door before the sheets are dry on most hookups (or they are), and the only one he's (forced to) shared a bed with after is val.

but bring him fat nuggets and be okay with the little piglet sharing the bed (and the leds staying on), and you'll get your brains cuddled out.

orgasm — how would their partner(s) know if they orgasm? what is their orgasm reaction like? are they sensitive after having an orgasm? what is the most effective way to get them to quickly orgasm?

angel's a pro, literally, so it's pretty hard to fool him - he knows when a partner is faking. and he will be offended.

I feel like he's still probably pretty vocal in bed (even if that's exaggerated on set), but I think there's actually a pretty obvious difference in his fake orgasms and his real ones. His voice will get reedier, he'll be more breathless, and there's a real desperation in his tone that immediately makes anyone who's watched his movies realize that he fakes it a lot in them.

I also love the idea of there being a big lead up but then he cums with this almost shocked look on his face, mouth open, brow furrowed, but with very little sound. his whole body will seize up and he's hands will tighten in a death grip, but it'll be barely more than like, the end of the moan that comes out.

you want angel to cum quickly? listen to what he wants. kiss his neck, tease his prostate, and tell him how good he feels. praise the poor boy, please.

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husk:

afterwards — what kind(s) of aftercare do they like being given? do they like giving their partner aftercare? do they fall asleep quickly after sex?

husk is a big cuddler. he might not admit that to pretty much anyone, but he almost enjoys the cuddling after just as much as he enjoys the sex.

feeling his partner not only want to be intimate like this with him, but truly relax with him, it warms that stony heart of his.

purring is going to happen, which is a bonus, because it helps both him and his partner relax.

husk is big into aftercare and checking in when it comes to bdsm - he needs to make sure he didn't take anything too far. maybe this comes from some of his less than fond memories of things he did while he was an overlord, where consent got a little muddled thanks to soul contracts and booze, but now he makes sure to check in.

husk passes out pretty quickly after sex if he's left to his own devices. if you have plans, you need to get him out of that bed pretty quickly, or he's going to be dead to the world in minutes (and you're going to find it really hard to extricate yourself from his embrace).

orgasm — how would their partner(s) know if they orgasm? what is their orgasm reaction like? are they sensitive after having an orgasm? what is the most effective way to get them to quickly orgasm?

husk is big on communication, so I think there's a strong possibility he'll ask where you want him to finish.

he's also going to get more vocal the closer he gets. his voice will be rougher, his thrusts will lose their rhythm, and he's going to start cursing the closer he is to cumming.

husk also wants his partner to cum with him, so he'll try to hold off on it until he feels you're close too.

husk is going to groan, his eyes will roll back, his wings will stiffen, and he's going to want to be as close to you as possible - kissing you or burying his face in your neck as he comes down.

husk can be sensitive after an orgasm, it depends on if you edged him. his wings and ears will be more sensitive afterwards.

tell him how good he feels, squeeze around him, and call him by his name. oh? and whisper in his ear that he's a good kitty in the right moments? the man is putty.

[angie-long-legs-moved]

Angel Dust Headcanon

During life, Anthony secretly dreamed of living in LA. Sick of New York's sharp edges, he imagined a life for himself somewhere wide open and inviting, somewhere sunny and warm and free. Maybe he could be himself there - he had heard whispers that things were more relaxed in LA, more liberal, so to speak. In his wildest fantasies, Anthony even pictured himself a burgeoning star in the golden age of Hollywood, captivated by the glamour of the actors on the screen.

Most nights, Anthony would fall asleep to his imaginings, envisioning this wonderful existence where he wouldn't be shamed for his ways. Where he could leave his old life behind and start anew, somewhere that his unconventional nature could be explored, even celebrated. He imagined it with such force it was though he were trying to bring it into being through sheer willpower alone. What would it be like, to know such liberation? Maybe he wouldn't be Anthony anymore. Maybe in LA, he could be someone new; someone better.

Los Angeles, Anthony would ponder. The City of Angels.

What would become of him there?

[hellsgreatestperformance]

Special Place

Liking is fine but stealing and/or reblogging will result in a block unless permission is granted.

❝ This is my escape...Where I can forget about it all... ❞

Sometime after Angel arrived in hell, his uncle Paulie introduced him to a more secluded club. In order to gain access you either had to be referenced by a member, their plus one, or someone with status: such as fame, royalty, or an overlord.

This is his absolute favorite club to go to. And was shown to him by his Uncle Paulie sometime after arriving in hell.

The club is strict and doesn't allow riff-raff to tamper with the vibe. Act up and you'll be tossed out.

The club is designed to replicate the 1920's to 1950's in decor and atmosphere. Only playing music, serving food and drinks from that time frame ( with accommodations for cannibals ). And dress code insists you look the part. And offers smokes and cigars.

Activities include: karaoke, dancing, socializing, trivia nights, a tad bit of gambling in a backroom, and live performances.

[notherpuppet]

Angel tries to find Husk’s contract

[mintaikk]

Enjoy Blake Roman shipping Huskerdust

[helluvapoison]

Let Me Love You

Angel Dust x Reader

18+ only, /minors DNI

warnings: nsfw, val, porn and trauma mentions, implied male reader, fluffy fluffy smut

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• He thought he was more than ready for your first time together after waiting, what, two months?

• To establish the difference between you and other one night stands or “coworkers”, you insisted on dates, flowers, gifts and shit for him

• He appreciated the fuck out of it, don’t get him wrong, but he didn’t get it

• Plus he was beyond pent up

• It was safe to say Angel’s never dabbled in anything vanilla

• Hell’s porn selection is vast but Angel’s never done anything “softcore”

• If the category existed down here, Val would’ve monopolized it already

• The word for whatever it was you were doing escaped him

• Kissing his neck, his cheeks, the corners of his lips (but never directly on them)

• You held his hands not to pin them in place, just… to hold them

• “Hey, sugar—What’re you doin’?”

• “Loving on you,” You said as if it should be answer enough then hesitated, “That’s— Is that ok?”

• Yes, his heart screamed but his voice sounded unsure

• You rut against him slowly, so slowly it could be torture yet eliciting a symphony of noises from Angel

• “Wanna make you feel good,” You coo against his lips, “Fuck, Angel, you’re so beautiful.”

• He tries to cover his mouth to stop the moan he lets out upon hearing that

• “No,” You whine, gently taking hold of his wrist and prying it away, locking his fingers against your own, “Gotta hear you, baby. Need to. Need all of you.”

• You’re lost in your own pleasure you don’t realize there’s tears pricking at your boyfriends eye’s

• Overwhelmed didn’t feel like a big enough expression to convey his emotions

• Angel felt so strangely and wholly loved

• His legs wrap around your waist, arms around your back and neck pulling you closer than before

• He needs more

• You’re holding back to make sure Angel reaches his peak before you

• “You’re so— ahh— perfect, Angie.”

• His breathe hitches

• “Sweet,” a kiss, “Funny,” another, higher on his neck, “Thoughtful—“

• “I am not,” Angel snorts, then flinches and assumes he ruined the mood

• Marrying your foreheads together so he has no choice but to hold your face, you chuckle, “Are so,”

• It’s alien to him how sexy and satisfying this is— not vanilla in the slightest

• Laughing during sex? (Val would never— no. Not thinking about him. Not now)

• He’s safe and yet exposed in an entirely new way, one that’s acceptable because you’re there coaxing him through it

• Maybe not in the moment, but later when you’re holding each other chest to chest, Angel realizes he wouldn’t mind more of this sappy shit

[elsa-fogen]

fun is over time for pain

stitchin' him up (it is painful)

[newts-frogs-toads]

Another Husk headcanon I have is that he just casually drops huge info about his life that he didn't tell anyone cuz he "didn't think it was important". (I mean don't tell me the guy who casually told Angel he was an overlord wouldn't do that?) Like:

Angel: Are ya sure ya can take care of him by yourself?

Husk holding Fat Nuggets: How hard can it be? I've had kids when I was alive, it's not like it's any different...

Angel: ...Ya had what?

[deadghosy]

HEADCANNONS OF HAZBIN HOTEL CREW WITH CATNAP! READER

Prompt: you are a resident in the hotel who makes sure people sleep. No one gets out of your grasp of not sleeping.

Warning: you aren’t an experiment, you died to og catnap’s smoke as you coughed going to hell. Also this might be long based on how your reading speed is.

I headcannon you to always walk around at night around the hotel making sure the hotel cast sleeps as you don’t sleep much either.

“I ensure you my friend I don’t need-" immediately Alastor passes out on the ground as the red smoke exit your mouth as you soullessly stare at the powerful man’s body with your creepy smile.

You don’t give a fuck- you are quite ruthless when putting someone to sleep. You had a smug teeth smile as you dragged Alastor by his leg to his room.

Angel was hiding in the hallway scared as red smoke covers the halls. “Shit…” he says as he eyes your tall figure walkby around the other side of the hall as your red smoke exiting your mouth follows

He was absolutely fucked. Angel tried to turn to run only to bump into purple fur as he holds himself at your chest. He blushes seeing your smug smile down at him.

Before he could protest the red smoke hits his face as your wrap your tail around his waist. How did you get so damn quick beside him?! You put him on your shoulder as you walked to his room to lay him down.

No one knows…..

Now when it’s morning time, you aren’t out as usual. Only at night time as you are use to being up at night helping other sleep. It’s part of your purpose and role as you even have a moon 🌙 pendent on your collar.

Hell, Angel is the most closest to you because he has rough times sleeping after working. He wouldn’t tell you what he does but all you know. He is physically and mentally tired from his job as you hold him in your soft arm as you let out red smoke from your mouth.

Your fur smelling like vanilla and lavender helps him sleep as he cuddles into your soft purple fur as you watch tv with a bored expression. Your ear twitches as Angel snores loudly.

Your red smoke is the only smoke he likes that is red.

Charlie found you at her door of the hotel and questioned you to why you wanted to work here. And what did you say.

“I want to help people sleep…” you said with a raspy deep voice as you smirked at Charlie who seemed a little unsure at your smirk as it seemed full of confidence and sinster. But she liked your determination as she hired you.

Of course I headcannon catnap’s fur and so as yours to smell like lavender to match the soft smell of sleeping to help residents sleep better than they ever have.

I also headcannon you have claws that can be retract like a cat. You usually use your claws/nail to cut something for the crew, or to protect from demons or sinner trying to harm the hazbin hotel.

CREW HEADCANNONS!

I headcannon husk walking to you grumbling drunk as he drops on your body without you even needing to use your smoke on him. Honestly you patted him as you both were cats. You both purr in each other presences. Angel and Charlie recorded the moment to save for their whole life.

I headcannon after Lucifer moved in the hotel. He was definitely scared if you because of your endless wide ass gaping smile. But after you actually showed you can stop smiling like that. He stopped having nightmares of you🦆. Poor little duck man had to hold his covers hearing your big ass steps around the halls.

I headcannon Angel and you sometimes compete trying to see who’s chest fluff is most fluffy.

…and you won💀

Literally what did he think when a 8ft tall cat creature who can make you pass out and hallucinate things have much more softer fur than him.

I headcannon Nifty one time tried to make you take a bath, but dead ass you blow the smoke in her face as she face planted on your paw. You laid her on the couch as you walked upstairs to go to bed on your own.

I headcannon that Charlie sometimes tries to make you sleep with the other residents rather than you forcing others to sleep. It didn’t work out well as you stilled stayed up to knock people out.

Lucifer one time tried to talk to you…but he couldn’t get the hang of you being 8ft tall…it actually intimidated the king of hell himself as he gulps staring up at you. He forced you to get down low like a cat to face him as he pets you.

You purred of course with your usual grin making Lucifer blush as he rubs his face in your fur with a star gazed expression. Literally star in his eyes as he actually fells relaxed by the smell of lavender. 

Alastor hates you sometimes, but he loves how calm and quiet you are despite you knocking his ass flat like a bug getting hit with a fly swatter. But he appreciates how you care for people’s health and sleep schedule.

Pentious absolutely loves you as his egg boiz cuddle up to you if it’s winter. You smile your smug smile as you whistle at the eggs who seem happy to be by you as Pentious also snugs himself in your fur

I kinda imagine when most people see an 8ft tall ass purple cat with white pupils with full black eyes staring at them. They piss their pants running as the whole hazbin crew hugs you admiring how soft your fur is.

Vaggie once seen you use your red smoke on angel, and she was concerned as she literally whipped out her spear at you as you only stared confused with a raised brow. You pushed the spear out of your sight explaining that angel couldn’t sleep and asked you to help.

I can see that vaggie, Alastor, and Lucifer were the last ones to actually trust you before believing you have good intentions to helping people sleep.

The ones to immediately trust you was, Angel dust, a little bit of husk, Charlie immediately with nifty and Pentious behind her.

I headcannon you basically breathing out red smoke on accident once and knocking out the whole hotel cast as you sit there with your ears down ashamed

I image angel dust pulling out one of those cat lasers to tease you. But he didn’t know that husk and you would immediately meow and purr for the laser as both of your eyes dilated. Angel died laughing as he took a picture of you falling on your back trying to grab the laser.

I headcannon vaggie to train you to fight only for you to prove her wrong when she woke up gasping for air to find out you used your smoke on her. She woke 5 hours….yeah she never doubted you ever again

I image when watching a movie with the crew, some of them lean on you like pillow while some just use your tail like a blanket while you snore like an old grandpa.

I headcannon the overlords once had a meeting about you as one of them seen you and mistook you for a new scary overlord. But Lucifer being the silly man he is, showed them a photo of you cuddling up with him on the couch. “Nah, he’s just a big ol cuddly cat..” he says with a snake smile as the overlords look at him like “What..the fuck..”

[hazbinshusk]

Ooh~ Names and Turn Ons for Angel ✨ I’m super interested to see what you think!

omg, you're new icon is so cute bb!

names — do they like being called names in the bedroom? if so, what kind of names? are they pet names or are they names to appeal to a praise/humiliation kink? do they like calling their partner(s) names in the bedroom? do they have a daddy/mommy kink?

angel likes it, but he doesn't like degradation. he gets so much genuine degradation at work and on the street that he doesn't need it when he's safe. pet names like 'baby', 'doll', 'sugar', 'honey'... they're all going to make him melt. 'good boy' is also a sure fire way to get him excited (as long as its said by the right person).

he prefers praise, but occasionally he needs humiliation as a mental release.

he absolutely calls his partner's names in the bedroom. I mean, look at him, is he even really capable of calling husk by his real name more than like, once, a week?

still, that means when he's close to cumming and does call husk by his actual name, its a miracle that husk doesn't immediately lose it and cum as well. (which angel knows and will occasionally take advantage of - moaning his name in his ear when he wants to lure husk away from the heavy petting portion of the evening and into full blown fucking)

angel kind of has both, in that he will call a partner daddy, but also doesn't mind if his partner calls him either daddy or mommy.

turn on — what turns them on?

masculine voices

the scent of certain colognes

light, fleetingly suggestive touches (especially on the dancefloor)

good (also suggestive) banter

strong arms

chivalry

someone playing with hair/massaging his scalp

send me a headcanon prompt and a character (blitz, stolas, husk, angel)

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ warnings: alastor being a bit egotistical

↳ song: si j'étais blanche—joséphine baker

↳ notes: got any ideas for stuff i should do next? reblogs are appreciated

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• It wasn’t your fault you’ve always had a messed up sleep schedule

• Even while living, nighttime had never been able to tame you. It was just your luck that the habit carried on into hell. Figures that the world wouldn’t give you a break even in death

• You weren’t exactly an insomniac, per se. It was quite the opposite in fact. Just a simple case of falling victim to spontaneous naps in the most random of places. Yet never at night

• Narcoleptic & nocturnal were the terms that your friends used to use for you. With grins, they’d compared you to an owl; always up at night wandering aimlessly. Sometimes for days on end you’d carry on doing this and that, only to curl into a ball the next day and remain that way

• The habit never was anything more than a nuisance until you’d started living at the hotel. The place was just so big, with so many places for you to lie down before the thought of your bedroom even crossed your mind

• Angel Dust was the first person to find you passed out. He had been strolling into the kitchen, looking for something to consume that wasn’t drugs for once, when he spied you hunched over the counter snoring softly

• In your hand was a wooden spoon covered in a creamy batter of some sort, a bowl beneath it with the same concoction. Almost as if you had been making something before passing out

• Briefly checking his phone, the spider confirmed that it was only two in the afternoon, and approached you with a sly smile

• You were promptly startled awake by a loud shout directly next to your ear

• “I’m sorry—“ Angel laughed wildly as you fumed, not sounding sorry at all. “—but you should have seen your face.” He clutched his stomach as he fell into another laughing fit

• “Hey! Watch it!”

• He ducked with a frown as you sent the spoon flying at his head, just barely missing the porn star’s styled hair

• Everyone quickly made their own discovery about your weird sleeping habits soon after. Each in their own embarrassing ways

• Vaggie witnessed you lying on the stairs looking positively drained one morning, and Charlie even found you face first on the bar counter while Husk wiped away at a cocktail glass

• “Too much to drink?” She asked the cat, lifting up one of your arms between her thumb and forefinger carefully, almost as if you’d wake if she pressed to hard

• Husk laughed to himself at the question, remembering how he had turned to make you a shot before coming back to the sight before him now

• “Not exactly.” He huffed

• Perhaps best example of just how bad your timing was came in the form of an impromptu staff meeting

• Alastor had called everyone— more like demanded them —into the main parlor for an announcement one day. A mere week after the kitchen incident with Angel, in fact

• With a flourish of shadowy magic and a twirl of his hands, the overlord presented some sort of home made commercial on the age old TV the place had, looking very amused with himself as he did so

• You tried to pay attention, you really did. But at one point the actors and stray blood splatters started to look like the back of your eyelids

• By the time it was over, Alastor was tapping his fingers along the top of the picture box rhythmically while everyone looked at him with awkward smiles

• But you? Well—

• “So!” Alastor cheered with a cheesy grin as he spun on his heel. The rest of the members in the room watched him awkwardly, not noticing that your head had hit the back of the couch at a rough angle. “What do you all thi— are they asleep.”

• Static bled into the demons voice at an alarming rate as you let out a half jolt at the shift in mood, falling off the couch with a yelp in your wake

• You took a moment to swipe at your face wildly before blanching at Alastor towering over you nervously

• “Uh, my bad?”

• Alastor’s smile strained itself so thin, you thought it would split his face in half

• “Glad to know I’m keeping you entertained.” He all but laughed happily. But the white knuckled grip on his microphone told you otherwise

• You recall Charlie telling you something about ignorance being one of Alastor’s least favorite things. Especially when it came to his little spectacles

• “Maybe we’ve had enough peer feedback for today—“ Vaggie cut in cautiously

• “I concur.” Came your quick agreement

• You made sure to avoid Alastor for a few days after that

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✩°｡⋆⸜ Adam with a s/o who sleeps a lot ✮

♡.･✩°｡⋆ a/n : petition for more Adam fics, and thank you all for 22 followers ! 💗💗💗 also apologies for not posting for 2 days :)

ꕥ ; Honestly Adam Doesn’t really Care That you sleep a lot most of time, but he does get a bit pissed whenever he doesn’t see you for the entire day but then he finds you locked away in your room dead asleep, he also loves to wake you up in the most craziest ways, He randomly would blow a air horn in your ears, or just randomly stand over you and lean in till you awake and he just says “sup.” before you literally scream, or he likes to use his wings to make a gust of wind to knock you right off your bed! obviously not too hard to the point where you end getting hurt, it’s just harmless fun!

ꕥ ; whenever you both are in the city whenever it be shopping,walking,or just simply sitting down and talking. you always manage to drift off somehow! you and Adam were sitting at a random spot in one of heavens parks while he was eating and ranting about his day,while you slowly drift off to the sound of his voice. he suddenly pushes two fingers on your forehead before saying “jeez babe! don’t fall asleep yet!” then goes back to ranting about his day, he still makes sure to pay attention to you making sure you don’t fall asleep once again.

ꕥ ; when you and Adam are at the angelic courthouse listening to little princess morning star rant about her kindergarten bullshit in Adams words, he wouldn’t mind if you fell asleep on him. he would just let you either lay on his shoulders or lap, or he would just wrap his wings around you kinda using it as a pillow for you to lay on aswell. he doesn’t pay attention to it much but when people stare at you two he’s like “what the fuck are you all staring at? never seen a couple before in your lives?” and then obviously people just draw their attention away.