#AngelDustHazbinHotel
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ciarocake · 11 months ago
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THIS HAZBIN HOTEL LOSERS 🖤
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bludi-art · 2 months ago
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Happy Halloween! 🎃 Enjoy my complete Hazbin Hotel chibi set! 🕷️
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crystalopal12345 · 11 months ago
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Maybe I'm in Love - Huskerdust Animation
This took so long guys, 13 hours 31 minutes, but it's FINALLY FINISHED!!! I couldn't be happier with it.
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sunnystarii · 9 months ago
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we're both loser's baby!
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What can I say? I was a murderous prostitute at the time.
Angel Dust
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axl-simp · 2 months ago
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Took them to Halloween Express and this is what they get 🤦🏾
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devilishbunnyv · 1 year ago
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Cute sketch of Angel Dust 💕
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irimiel · 7 months ago
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Someone wanted to see Vox as Hades and Val as Megara
Who am I to say no to such a genius idea ? 🤣
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md00dles · 2 years ago
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angel loves you! other fanart let gooo
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breakingcatbad · 9 months ago
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Are you a Hazbin Hotel fan? Well…… I'm a college student doing an (unofficial) research paper on fans, if you have the time it would be greatly appreciated if you filled out the survey below! Thanks, love you shnookums.
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pinkiearty1 · 9 months ago
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i drew angel dust for the first time hehe
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cattylogo · 4 months ago
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✦ “ poison “ ~ full song (w/visuals) ~ hazbin hotel scenepack ✦
✦ 2:03 | 2k quailty | 749.2 mb ✦ ✦ mega link : https://mega.nz/file/Yu9RQZTR#O0gSwzQVQSeFKRj4y7dxJcT7zutTfN25kbgCGGCfJ30 ✦
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bludi-art · 3 months ago
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Lo(v)er, baby~ 🔥🎶
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crystalopal12345 · 11 months ago
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Hazbin hotel edit-
I don’t usually post edits since this is an Art account but this ate so hard so-
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I go for a look which I call dead but delicious.
Angel Dust
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m5ria · 1 year ago
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Chapter 25: The Girl's Evening Out
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Sleep is an emotional reset. I don’t feel as bumped as yesterday. It’s easier to think of something else. And, when I remember that I have some venison to sell from yesterday, I grab my stuff and go.
Despite of what I’ve heard, I don’t see anyone actively searching for someone. Anyone. The streets of Hell are as they were before. Which isn’t necessarily a relief.
Half a day I hunt, keeping my mind empty of remorse. The other half I sell todays and yesterday’s meat. I save a wild boar for the hotel, keeping Charlie’s sweet smile in my mind. 
When I return to the hotel, I find Angel on the verge of leaving. Well, as quickly as he can be when he’s flirting with Husk. The latter one looks seriously like he wants to kill the spider demon.
“What are you doing, Angel?” I ask him jovial.
“Hi, Elsa!” he turns to me. I see my nickname stuck. “D’you wanna join me, Charlie, Vaggie, and Cherri?”
“Where?”
“A girl’s night - I mean an evening out,” he smiles.
“Plus you,” I point out.
“Plus me,” he winks. 
“I suppose I don’t have anything else to do...” I look around me for the effect. I see a couple of sinners near the fireplace, testing it with different substances. After one tiny explosion, I decide on going as fast as possible. “Yeah, let’s go!” After one moment, though, I remember Niffty. “Wait! Isn’t Niffty going to join us?”
“She’s too young!” Angel waves his hand. “Let her entertain Husky here!”
Husk mutters something while Angel offers his arm to me like a merry girl.
I offer my arm instead and he simply takes it. We exit the hotel to see Charlie and Vaggie, arm in arm. Looking different than usual.
“Diana!” Charlie comes to hug me. Awkwardly still, I pat her back until she releases me. “I’ve wanted to invite you myself, but I couldn’t find you!”
“Lucky me I’ve stumbled upon Angel,” I smile at the spider. 
“When’s Cherri coming?” Vaggie asks Angel without emotion.
“She’ll meet us there,” Angel simply says.
“Is this a sane idea?” Vaggie means to whisper to Charlie, but we all hear her. “Leaving everyone without any supervision? I hope we won’t find the hotel burnt down.”
A burning corpse flashes before my eyes.
“Relax, Vaggie,” Charlie embraces her. “I left Al a note. Also, we’re returning for dinner.”
We start strolling on the streets of Hell in two pairs. I watch the girls whispering sweetly at each other.
“So, tell me, toots,” Angel asks me. “Are ya considerin’ an acting career?”
I catch Vaggie’s healthy eye glimpse at me for a second. I don’t know what to make of it.
“Ha ha, very funny, Angel,” I almost whisper.
“No, seriously! That play was the right thing at the right time! It made my day.”
“Then I’m happy you’ve relished my suffering,” I mumble.
“It was predisposed to be boring, to be honest. Shakespeare? Why? But ya made it... Laughable! I have the video! D’you wanna watch it?”          
“God, no!” I cut him short.
“Suit yaself!” he closes his eyes.
We talk and walk for the next five minutes until we reach a hair salon. Cherri waits for us in front of it.
“Angie! Elsa!” she greets us loudly. “Took ya long enough!”
“Sorry, tits! You tryna win over Husky!” Angel half excuses himself.
“Fortunately for me, I choose better than you.” Then she blinks sweetly at me and whispers in a seductive way: “So, Diana, how you doin’?”
“Ha! No chance,” I chuckle. 
“You were sayin’...?” Angel smirks.
“Are we goin’ in or what?” Vaggie speaks out impatiently. She’s been watching us in annoyance. Charlie caresses her arm in an effort to soothe her.
“Tell me again, Vagina,” Angel rolls his eyes. “Why d’you wanna come in the first place?”
“It’s a girl’s evening, Angel,” Charlie reminds him.
“Plus Angel,” Vaggie points out.
“Plus Angel,” Charlie repeats.
“Let’s go, then!” Cherri nudges us. 
I don’t get why we are in a hair salon in the first place until I find out that it is a tattoo and piercing salon as well.
“Who’s getting tattoos?” I ask curiously.
“Me and Vaggie!” Charlie jumps excitedly. 
“And me,” Cherri adds.
We all turn to Angel, who shakes his head.
“Uhm, hello? This body is flawless!”
“And already full of pink stripes,” Vaggie points out.
“No one asked ya to look, Vags,” Angel hisses.
Cherri laughs while Vaggie only frowns at Angel.
“What are you going to get?” I ask Charlie and Vaggie.
“Oh, nothing...!” Charlie waves her hand. “Only a pair of tattoos to symbolize our eternal and infinite love for each other!”
“No biggie, in short words,” Angel rolls his eyes.
Vaggie sends him daggers from her eyes. I notice Cherri’s absence and look for her, only to find her seated already.
We start spreading throughout the salon. Charlie and Vaggie sit next to each other, while Cherri’s done with her bomb tattoo and goes for a new ear piercing. Angel’s satisfied with a new haircut.
“Angie!” Cherri screams from the other side of the salon. “You look so funny with curls!!!”
“Fear not, bestie, for not everyone can handle this level of fabulousness!”
I snort amused and lean on his chair.
“I think you look kinda cute,” I whisper to him.
“Whatcha doin’?” he looks at me in the mirror.
“Now? Nothing.”
“No, toots!” he chuckles. “Whatcha tryin’ here?”
I’ve thought about that. I’ve conceded there was no way everyone was going to ignore the fact that I haven’t tried anything. But I don’t want to make holes in my skin for no reason. And I’m not too fond of tattoos. I’ve got plenty already.
“I suppose I’ll try something with my hair as well.”
I sit on a chair in front of a mirror, studying my appearance. My color palette is mostly gray, black, and blue from my eyelids and irises. The only out-of-the-place aspect is my hair. The same one I had when I was alive. 
“What do you want with your hair, sweetheart?” a succubi demon asks from my behind.
I’m not the same girl I was. I’m a demon, a sinner in Hell. Why keep something so inconsequential as my hair color to keep lying to myself that I don’t belong here?
“I want it black,” I declare.
“You sure?” she questions my choice, irritating me. “Black black would contrast with your pale-gray skin in a nasty way.”
“Then, what do you suggest?” I ask ironically.
Either she hasn’t caught the sarcasm or ignores it. She simply resumes: “You have a nice thing going on with the wolf thing. And the eyes are majestic! I’d suggest something that would highlight them. Like platinum white?”
A flashback turns my mirror reflection into the young girl I was. At my father’s parties, there were awfully lots of guests who looked at me, then at my father, and then asked me where my mother was from. I always kept answering that she was from France and she lived there for all of her life, as well as her parents until she moved to Scotland with my father. But they always were skeptical. 
It annoyed me a lot. 
Then, there were these maids that sometimes would exaggerate in dressing me in light colors that wouldn’t advantage me at all just to illustrate the perfect daughter of a perfect father. 
Bright colors and especially white became a symbol of everything I should be and I am not. It was a lie that became a truth to hide the dark secrets that lay in me and my family. 
“No white,” I reject.
The succubi look thoughtful for several seconds, playing with my hair, until her face brightens with an idea: “What about a dark blue? Dark navy? It would match your make-up!”
“I don’t do make-up,” I tell her. 
“You don’t?” she looks at my eyelids. “Then...” She means to brush them, but I slap her hand.
“Ok. Dark navy it is.”
She squeals excitedly and begins to work.
After a quarter of an hour, I stare at someone resembling a sad poltergeist. I like it.
“Nice one, Elsa!” Angel winks. I look at him on my left. He’s a beauty.
“You’re one to talk,” I laugh shyly. Then I stand up and go to Charlie and Vaggie. They look at each other’s shoulders enchanted. Charlie has a small purple moth and Vaggie has a small red apple. 
“They’re lovely,” I compliment them.
“They’re perfect!” Charlie trembles with energy. Vaggie is not far from it.
We all turn to see Cherri, who catwalks to us, showing off her biceps with the bomb tattoo.
“That’s fire!” Angel’s eyes shine.
“Wait for it!” Cherri stops him.
She takes her hair out of her face to exhibit her three new earrings. They’re positioned at the same distance on the earlobe.
“Oh, my Satan! I’m gonna faint!” Angel puts his hand on his forehead.
We all laugh and walk out of the salon. 
“It suits you,” Charlie winks and I smile warmly.
We leave Cherri on our way to the hotel. I watch her jumping on the buildings as if they are trampolines. 
We arrive at the hotel, only for an amazing smell to greet us. Husk has disappeared in the meantime, probably to dinner. We enter the dining room together and see the other three in the middle of what looked like a spat between the bartender and the overlord.
“At long last, you’ve made your grand entrance!” Alastor tilts his head, ignoring Husk’s interior blast. “I fretted that our supper would grow frigid whilst awaiting thy arrival!”
He looks my way for a brief moment, either to regard my newest appearance or to mock me. I ignore him, taking my seat next to Angel.
“Sorry, Al!” Charlie sits at the head of the table. “We had a girls’ night - evening out! I’m sure you can understand!” she laughs.
“A girls’ night out?” a foreign voice speaks. We all turn to the other head of the table, where a stylish, jaguar demon poses like a model. “Without moi?”
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