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[angelicpoison12]

What about angel dust with a male reader who died a virgin but never told him that they haven't done it before? Maybe the reader gets nervous after a make out turns heavier and decides to tell him? (Whatever ending type you want! Thank you! 💕)

YES OMG you have no idea how much i love fics like this!!

word count: 2.1K

tags: first time, bottom!reader, top!Angel Dust, Angel is a soft dom, i'm making the reader FTM because i can (suck it), trans porn written by trans author, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus (r recieving), p in v sex, missionary, cowgirl

MINORS DNI! ❤︎

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dating Angel was, well, something. you found yourself completely enamored by him. you wanted nothing more than to just domesticate yourself to him. but hey, this was Hell, baby.

the mindset was: born to be domestic, forced to fuck around with whoever was around. there wasn't any harm in having fun though, right?

Angel had just gotten home from a long shoot, and you basically jumped on him, wanting to hold him and know how his day went. "oh, the usual. one guy, two guys-a buncha fuckers that couldn't get it up. y'know, not much of a show, sugar." Angel chuckled. you both went into his bedroom, and he nuzzled his nose against your forehead, pecking you sweetly. he felt a much rougher nose against his ankle. it was his beloved pet pig, Fat Nuggets. "aw, Nuggs! how's my little baby?!" Angel nearly cooed, holding up the plump creature, kissing and talking sweetly to the little thing. you were half convinced that Angel loved Fat Nuggets more than you, but shh, he didn't need to know that.

that night, you both decided on watching a movie. you were flabbergasted when you found out that Angel had gone his entire life without watching The Little Mermaid, but then you remembered the time he died and eternally cringed inside. watching the movie got boring quickly, especially with the way Angel's hands drifted to squeeze your chest, his lips on yours.

you couldn't hide the soft squeak that left you when one of his hands trailed down to lift up your shirt. you grabbed his wrist, swallowing. Angel was quick to back off, asking, "what the matter, sugar? i'm sorry. was i too fast-?" "no, no-! no, nothing like that," you assured him, your cheeks red. Angel still didn't seem too sure. with a shaky breath, you managed to say, ".. i'm a virgin."

the phrase caught Angel off guard. he couldn't even remember the last time he'd popped a guy's cherry, nontheless his own goddamn boyfriend's cherry. he glanced up at you, gently pecking your jawline as he asked, "can i take it, baby? i mean, i'd be honored to. and i'll be as gentle as ya need me to be." you nodded, still a little nervous, but you knew deep down that Angel wouldn't hurt you on purpose.

you whimpered when you felt Angel's lips on your neck again, making you quiver involuntarily. "mm.. your skin's so fuckin' sweet, baby," Angel purred, his teeth nibbling at a particularly sensitive spot near your collarbone, making you choke on air. fuck, he knew exactly how to make you feel good in all the right places. "you okay, sugar? you sure are gaspin' a lot," Angel said with a soft giggle. you tugged on his hair, pulling him into a kiss, managing to pant out, "don't stop, fuck, whatever you do Angel.. don't. fucking. stop." your voice cracked a little bit towards the end. you felt as if you were whining, hell, begging even. but who could you blame you? you were about to get fucked by the one and only Angel Dust.

Angel only smirked at that, leaning in to kiss you once more, your tongues swirling together. you couldn't believe how soft and sticky Angel's tongue was. it made dirty thoughts spew in your mind like syrup in an antique bottle. you wanted more, and you hadn't even gotten to second base yet.

Angel sat you both up, and you were quick to unbutton his blazer, squeaking when you accidentally popped the button. "fuck, i'm sor-" he didn't even give you time to respond, silencing you with another wet kiss, your hands squeezing and fondling his fluffy chest. "fuck baby.. your hands feel fuckin' incredible," Angel panted hotly in your mouth, your tongue running over his gold tooth.

you gasped when Angel tugged your own shirt off, exposing your binder. Angel noticed the nervous look on your face, and he was quick to say, "hey, toots, focus. look at me," you timidly lifted your head to meet his gaze. he pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek, whispering, "i ain't ever one to judge, baby. i want you to know that, okay, baby? you're so fuckin' handsome, baby. lemme take care of you,"

his words melted the ice around your heart. you shyly nodded, letting Angel unzip your binder, allowing your chest and ribs to breathe. Angel had to sit back for a second, basking his mind in your beauty. your soft chest, stomach, sides, face flushed, your boxers peaking out of your pants-fuck, you were a sight for sore eyes. he felt honored to be the first person to see you so vulnerable, and oh so delectable.

"fuck.. you really don't have a clue how delicious you look right now, baby." Angel half-laughed, a hand in his hair to stabilize himself. he could feel his retractable cock throbbing in his skirt, and he had to force himself to maintain some sort of composure. he wanted nothing more than to make you cum over and over again, and make your brain melt, your only thoughts being him. Angel began undoing the button of your pants. you bit your lip, letting him continue. he shimmied them down, throwing your boxers to the side as well. Angel's eyes went from your belly button down to your throbbing t-dick. Angel licked his lips, immediately spreading your legs apart, his hands on your knees.

you turned bright red, throwing an arm over your eyes, a giddy laugh leaving your lips. Angel smiled, glad to know that you were feeling a little better and more comfortable now. he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, making you suck in a sharp breath and grasp his hair. your fingers tangled in the white locks with baby pink spots, making his eyes gleam with mischief up at you. "Angel.. babe, fuck," you whimpered, starting to squirm. Angel's hands moved up to press down on your hips. he let out a soft 'tsk tsk' as he said, "nuh uh, sugar. be a good boy for me, alright?" he said with a smirk. all you could do was swallow and nod obediently, grabbing a pillow, holding it against your chest. "mm, good boy," Angel chuckled, pressing another kiss, right next to your vulva. he nuzzled his nose against your pelvis, sighing as his senses were completely engulfed by you and only you.

Angel flattened his tongue, letting it drag all the way from your folds to your swollen t-dick. you nearly squealed at the sensation. it was so warm, so wet, foreign, but fuck it felt incredible. Angel continued to leave those long, soft strokes on your heated skin, making you let out noises left and right. "mm, yer sweet, babe," Angel hummed against you. he began focusing right on your clit, his tongue nearly engulfing it. he wrapped his lips around you, bobbing his head up and down on your clitoral growth. not skipping a beat, Angel slipped a finger inside of you, starting to stretch you out.

you cried out, your breathing growing labored, fingers grasping at Angel's hair for dear life. Angel was so fucking skilled with his mouth. you were starting to wonder why you hadn't let him suck you off sooner. "fuck, just like that, Angel.. fucking hell, baby," you panted, starting to nervously grind into Angel's mouth, testing the waters. he hummed in a soft sense of praise, letting you thrust into his mouth. it hadn't even been five minutes and you were crying out, squeezing your thighs against his face. Angel lapped up all of your release, his eyes half lidded, looking up at you through his thick lashes.

Angel pulled away, his chin glistening with your fluids, panting, cheeks flushed red, and a smirk on his face. "fuck sugar.. you're addicting. i could suck you off for hours if you'd let me," Angel said with a snicker. all you could do was huff and roll your eyes, sitting up. Angel grabbed some lube and a condom from his bedside table. he laid down and patted his lap, lifting up his skirt, his cock flinging out. "c'mere sugar, take a ride if yer up for it."

Angel held your hips, helping you sit on his cock. you groaned, shivering at the initial intrusion. when you were fully impaled, you moaned, your t-dick rubbing against Angel's pelvis. "fuck.. you're big," you panted. Angel smirked up at you, managing to say, "god baby, hold on a second.. don't move-fuck, i think i might burst," Angel croaked, squirming. now he was the one a mess.

"okay.. okay, move whenever you're ready, sugar." you nodded, kissing Angel, starting to rub your hips up and down, making him slide in and out of your tight entrance. Angel moaned into the kiss, his claws digging into your plush skin. "fuck, yeah.. you feel incredible, sugar. how're ya feeling?" Angel asked, biting his lip. you managed to say, "feels amazing, Angel," "mm, good," Angel said, starting to thrust up into you, and fuck did that make you see stars.

you gasped sharply, clinging to Angel, your eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head. his cockhead constantly brushed over your spongy g-spot, making your noises whiny and high pitched. "fuck yeah, sugar, let out those sweet noises for me." Angel growled. he was constantly kissing you, his upper set of arms holding you around your midsection, the lower set holding your ass and guiding you up and down on his cock. "i'm cumming-! Angel, i'm gonna cum again!" you were nearly crying at this point. Angel was hitting all of the right spots inside of you, and you just couldn't hold back anymore. you were falling apart at the seems, the only superglue holding you together was Angel and his dick inside of you.

all Angel could do was smile dumbly at you. he was so happy to have brought you to the edge not once, but twice now in one night. "go ahead, sugar. cum for me. it's okay, go on and let go,"

that was all it took. you sobbed and convulsed, quivering as you came on top of Angel, squeezing him through the condom. Angel groaned and held you close, nuzzling your shoulder sweetly. he was slow as he turned you over, your back flat against the bed, legs hitched over his waist. he asked, "can uh.. can i keep goin'? i'm sorry toots, its just.. fuck, i dunno why its taking me so damn long to cum," he said, sounding breathless and weak. you pressed your lips to Angel's sweaty forehead, whispering, "its fine, babe. really, it is. as long as you don't mind me shaking," you said with a soft chuckle. Angel smiled, and you swore you heard him sniffle as he said, "fuck, i love ya, sugar."

his thrusts were slow but deep, still hitting that sensitive spot inside of you. when Angel felt himself nearing release, he reached down and starting stroking you in time with his thrusts, making you yelp and arch your back. "think-fuck, think you can finish with me one more time, babe?" Angel asked with a wicked smirk. you nodded, going nonverbal, smiling up at Angel. your brain was mush at this point. and fuck, you loved it. you loved knowing you'd gone dumb on Angel's cock.

he kissed you as he came, groaning and shivering, letting out a whimper as he filled the condom with his release. you were thankful for Angel kissing you, because you nearly screamed when you came for the third time, milking Angel for all he was worth.

"fuck.. that was-" "magical?" ".. yeah. magical. whatever it was, it was fucking fantastic." you said with a soft chuckle. you watched as Angel tied up the condom and threw it away, going to his ensuite bathroom. he came back with a hot washcloth, cleaning you up, leaving loving pecks along your neck as he did so.

"i left lots of marks on ya.. sorry sugar," Angel said with a sheepish grin. he most certainly had. you had hickeys littering your neck, a few bite marks on your shoulders, marks on your inner thighs, and some scratches on your thighs and buttocks. "eh, whatever makes people stop flirting with me on the streets." you said, making Angel nearly choke on his own saliva.

fuck, he was so in love with you.

[zikkytheblicky]

Hey I wondered if you could do Angel dust x Angel!male reader like his reaction to see a real angel ?

if you want,you can ignore this <3

this anon is so nice omg :( such a sweetheart i’m gonna call them sweet anon :3

anyway, ya ofc!! this might be a lil short cuz im doing this at 10 pm and im tired but ya!! its gonna be story format + headcannoning cuz why not :3 I MADE READER OBLIVIOUS BTW!!

angel dust has never seen an angel. not once, not twice. the only thing he’s ever seen closest to an angel was lucifer morning star but he’s technically a fallen angel.

so when he saw you for the first time he was very shocked- especially since you were so beautiful..

you were talking to Charlie and introducing yourself as one of Adams’ body guards. you were there with Charlie to help determine if Charlie’s idea was even possible.

so obviously, for your charlie’s sake, he was on his best behavior.

you brung your hand up to your lips and let out a laugh as angel cracked jokes to you as he told you stories about his life(?) in hell. “and then- then he-“ angel was laughing so hard he could barely continue- ignoring the knowing smirk husk sent his way. the damn cat. he knows everyone too well. maybe angel should stop venting to him while drunk (not like angel chooses to. his drunken, depressed state during those hours are never in his control.).

angel had ended up getting really confused on your anatomy- questioning how you can fly and why you have a halo over your head- keep in mind this man died in 1947 of an overdose and is in his thirties ☠️ he’s been in hell since 1947 and has NEVER learned about angels at all. the only thing close to angel anatomy he learned is how lucifer has yellow hair and has a kinda angelic color scheme (all angels obviously don’t look alike but angel has never seen another one besides vaggie but he doesn’t know she’s one).

“‘m/n’?” angel asked as his eyes followed the way your feathers twitched every millisecond from the uncomfortable stares at them. “yes?” “why do you have a halo over your head?” “ANGEL.”

angel likes you in a week. A WEEK. he fell so hard im telling you bro. like just one look into your eyes and he’d kill all three of the vees for you if you asked him to.

he surprisingly doesn’t act downbad in front of you. i know people like to think angel is bold and flirty but to me i think that’s just his persona and not his true self. he keeps up a persona so he never gets his trust broken again? maybe? idk. but i js believe he’d be shy and not really know how to flirt with you like he does with husk and alastor and sir pentious; so smoothly and easily.

think about how he had tried to flirt with you before but ended up just becoming a stuttering mess when you took his flirting literally.

“hey toots~ did you fall from heaven?” angel dust said in a seductive tone, grabbing your chin and tilting your face up at him. “huh? no.. i’m not a fallen angel..! are you saying i’m like lucifer?” “HUH WHAT- no- no! not like that at all! i was trying to- to..” angel stuttered his words, waving his hands around (bring careful not to accidentally hit you, of course). “to what?” “to.. just joke around! you’re so oblivious ‘m/n’, im going to punch you.” angel said in an affectionate tone, slinging his arm around your shoulder. “why? what did i do?” you asked politely, too politely. now angel felt bad. angel mentally screams.

sometimes you think angel’s mad at you when he’s playing around with you on text.

he ends up getting mad at himself most times

angel was smashing his head into a table and cursing all the overlords because of this btw.

alr thats enough bye bye!!

this was so rushed omlll. 😨

[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

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[scoutswritingcorner]

hi! i’m so sorry if i’ve sent this request before but my tumblr has been pretty glitching lately so i just wanted to make sure you got it >:)

could i request some fluffy angel dust x trans male reader headcanons? how angel would help reader with dysphoria and stuff like that?

thank you in advance if you decide to write this!

Perfect In Everyway!

AngelDust x FTM!Reader

TW: Body Dysmorphia! Nothing else but if you guys need me to tag anything don’t be afraid to DM or shoot me a message!

A/N: God I love this! There aren’t enough FTM Readers with Angel Dust out there! Hope you enjoy! I WENT OFF ON THIS ANON (not me projecting) IM SORRY!!

-🕷️ When Angel died, he didn’t know a lot about what we know today. So when you first started dating, you were really scared to tell him. 

-🩷 You both take the whole relationship slow, he doesn’t truly understand why but he’s happy and willing to do so for you! He might think this is your first time dating in a long time or you just never dated anyone before!

-🕷️ It takes some help from Charlie and Vaggie, who you told first cause surely they didn’t care! They support and love you! Now, like I’m talking, depending on how terrified you are or just how your body reacts to telling him, they’ll go off based on that cause they understand how serious this is!

-🩷So either way, it takes a couple days for Charlie and Vaggie to help build up that confidence! But as soon as you are, they bring Angel into the equation. As soon as he walks in that confidence is immediately crumbling and he’s worried seeing that terrified look in your eyes.

-🕷️ He sits down infront of you and takes your hands with one pair as the other cradle your face to wipe any tears away, “What’s wrong, baby?” 

-🩷 As soon as you tell him? He’s confused but then he gets why you wanted everything to be at a slow pace. He just cradles your face and presses gentle kisses to your tear stained cheeks.

-🕷️ Oh boy, he’s praising you all day if you get dysmorphic! Hugging you from behind and smirking, “Look at my hunky man, he’d beat your ass~” or a simple kiss with, “How ya’ doin, Handsome?~”

-🩷 Want to stay in bed and hide from the world? He’s bringing snacks, water and Fat Nuggets! He makes sure you aren’t wearing your binder either so your chest can properly breathe!

-🕷️ Sweet baby boy right here- he looks up and asks Charlie about more modern slang and what he can do to help! He’s still a little clueless but he’s trying!

-🩷 Even at work, if he sees something that’ll look good on you? He’s texting you a picture and asking if you’d like something more like that. All in all, sweet precious baby boy. Would smooch 30/10.

a/n: To all my trans brother, sisters and siblings! I love you guys and hope you had a great Trans Visibility Day yesterday! 🏳️‍⚧️<3 <3

[fruit-vendor]

there is not enough angel dust x male reader out there and it’s literally ruining my life

like, i am literally in love with him

[froggywritesstuff]

dysphoria | angel dust

ship/pairing: Angel dust x trans!male!reader (reader has a uterus and still gets his period)

fandom: Hazbin Hotel

request: Can I request Angel Dust comforting his trans boyfriend when he gets his period and is extremely dysphoric and depressed about the whole thing. This whole week has been a shit fest of dysphoria and crying.

warnings: maybe ooc idk , I didn't clarify in my writing but first confession of love i guess, periods, gender dysphoria, swearing, crying, emotional breakdowns, petnames (reader gets called baby), rushed ending, bad sex joke

word count: 758

A/N: sorry this is really short i have zero motivation to do anything 👍 fem and cis readers dni

You didn’t even need to tell Angel what was happening, nor did he need to ask. The second he saw your face contorted into one of discomfort, he was all over you. He hung up a dozen ‘do not disturb’ signs on your hotel room door (though it was basically a shared room at that point), prepared to verbally or physically attack anyone trying to disturb you. Before you could even mention cramps he had a heat pack fresh out the microwave for you, checking every five minutes if it was still warm or if you wanted it reheated. He would cuddle you tightly, him and Fat Nuggets doing their very best to cheer you up. Angel showed how much he truly cared for you. You couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend than him. However you felt nothing he could do would make the dysphoria you felt go away. He’s an amazing boyfriend but unfortunately he can’t stop your period or give you a dick. (he could do the second one if you asked him nicely)

”Ok I think this is all the chocolate in the entire hotel, I refilled your water, and I got you some of those snacks you like.” Angel listed as he sat on the bed beside you, dumping the food in your lap before readjusting the pillows wedged between your head and the wall, wanting to make sure you were as comfortable as you could be.

”Ange, you didn’t have to do all that.” you mumbled despite knowing it was pointless and he would continue to insist on helping you. 

He pulled you closer to him, letting you rest your head against his shoulder, “I told you it’s fine. I want nothin’ more than for you to be happy.”

You lazily snuggled up to him. Dealing with your period and the gender dysphoria that tagged along with it tended to drain your energy, "Thanks. I really appreciate you helping me with this."

Angel's arm snaked around your waist, holding you close to him, "Of course baby. But of the list of things I'd do for you, this is pretty mild. If your period was a person I swear I'd fuck 'em up real bad. Make 'em regret ever makin' you feel this way."

You couldn’t tell if it was just your hormones going batshit or not, but Angel’s words had you burst into tears. You quickly buried your face in the crook of his neck as he pulled you into a tight but comfortable hug.

”You’re ok babe, I’ve got you, just let it out,” his whispers comforted you as his hand gently rubbed up and down your back soothingly, not even caring that your tears were staining his shirt. 

Shaky breaths left your lips as you cried, “I'm grateful you're helping me. But I hate this. I hate my body. I hate it so fucking much.” your voice cracked as more tears rushed down your face. Angel was quick to pull out of the hug and cup your face, his eyes on you as his thumb caressed your cheeks. “It’s not fair.”

Tears brimmed Angel’s eyes, his heart breaking at your words, “I know baby. And you're right, it’s not fair. And you don’t deserve to feel this way one bit.” he pressed his lips to your forehead, “You hear me?" you gave a small nod as his thumb wiped away your tears, "And you're not your body. You're the hottest, the funniest, the kindest, the strongest, and the most handsome - yeah you're the most handsome and hottest man I’ve ever met, who also happens to be the best boyfriend in the world. And I wanna do anythin' to help you with this pain."

A small smile grew on your lips as you listened to him. He was so genuine and sincere, a big contrast to his usual sarcastic and snarky demeanour. On a day you felt like dying only he could make you feel like living, "I love you. So much."

He smiled ear to ear, feeling his heart swell at your words, "I love you too baby." he handed you one of the snacks he had brought, "Do you wanna eat something? And then you can talk more about what's botherin' you, or we can watch movies, or we can just nap. Whatever you wanna do."

You nodded, taking a bite of the snack, "That sounds good." Angel shifted on the bed so he was beside you again, one arm around your shoulders, while the other wiped your remaining tears.

[pannman]

Period Care Headcannons

Angel Dust x FTM reader

Cw: mentions of gender dysphoria and period related problems, fluff, suggestiveness

Angel was well aware that periods were hard for everyone but he knew you were particularly stressed and dysphoric when you went through them

He would try to be extra gender affirming when it was your time of the month

He'd call you masculine nicknames like handsome, hunk, his prince charming

He'd help distract you too if that was something that would help

Spend extra time together playing games or watching movies

If you had cramps he would do whatever he could

He might do some research on ways to alleviate

Brew you a cup of tea and massage your aching muscles

Warm a heating pad for your back or stomach

And imagine how he perks up when he reads that orgasms help with cramps

If you're up for it and comfortable with it he will "help you out" as much as you need

And he'll happily buy you the products if buying them yourself makes you uncomfortable

He'll definitely make sure you take care of yourself. You guys can shower together. He can bring you food. Order take-out even. Bring you glasses of water.

And extra cuddles will be happening. Maybe he'll even bring Fat Nuggets into it to for some emotional support

All and all he's very supportive and he loves having you as his boyfriend

[mothtoaflamee]

✨ALRIGHT YOU GUYS HAVE SPOKEN ✨

Expect a sfw one shot by tomorrow

Until then, have a wonderful day! 🤍

[finnzhal]

All of my works about HAZBIN HOTEL are all in here !

Rules are in MASTERLINKS ! for requesting

The ones with no reader's gender specified are gender neutral but some characters are either Lesbian, Gay, etc, and i will not be changing their sexuality for the reader's gender.

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Charlie Morningstar

Vaggie

Angel Dust

Alastor

I'm all that you need (YAN!ALASTOR)

Husk

Nifty

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Sir Pentious

Cherri Bomb

Katie Killjoy

Tom Trench

Vox

Lilith

Lucifer

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[circusmania]

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A heavy blanket draped over my shoulder. I couldn't hear the police sirens anymore.

The police ruled it as a suicide after checking the camera feed and seeing her… yeah…

I don't believe it was a suicide.

Vanessa and Omar were being questioned by the police like I was. 

All their questions flew into one ear and out the other. I couldn't think about anything. 

I couldn't register her death.

Suddenly, Marcus sat next to me. 

Why can't he just let me be?

I didn't have the energy to chase him away. 

“How did you know?” I asked, still staring at the ground.

“How did I know what?”

I gritted my teeth before snatching the collar of his shirt.

“Don't play dumb with me! How did you know it was too late!?”

He reached for my hands and slowly brought them down. And then…

He gave me a sympathetic look. 

I could feel tears starting to form. Marcus let go of my hands and faced the ground. I did too.

Marcus's hand came to my shoulder, but I moved away.

God, I wish I could reverse time.

All of a sudden, Judy's body was carried out of the school on a stretcher and into an ambulance. 

Time slowed as I saw the outline of her body underneath the heavy blanket. 

A feeling of déjà vu consumed me.

My eye couldn't produce any more tears, I felt so hopeless. 

Marcus hugged me tightly, and I didn't protest anymore.

“Who could've done this? Who… who could've drugged her?”

Marcus stayed silent.

My eyes blurred and went blank a few times. Who could've had this much hatred for her?

Vanessa and Omar came back. They both looked dazed and tired.

“I still can't believe Judy's gone.” Vanessa's voice broke. Omar patted her on the back and looked at me.

“Can I talk to you,” He looked at Marcus, “privately?” 

I nodded and jump down from the bench, we were sitting on.

We walked away from Marcus and Vanessa and behind a tree. 

“What is it?” I looked at him, “Do you know who drugged her?” My eyes widened with hope.

“No. But, I have a small hunch on who might have done it.” He leaned against the tree trunk and gave a long sigh. 

“Marcus…?” 

He nodded.

I sighed, “How are we going to prove that he did it? The police already said it was a suicide, and they can't charge him without any proof.”

“Find a way to get inside his house, find anything that the police would take seriously, and report back to me tomorrow.”

“And… what if it isn't him?”

Omar looked at me blankly.

“I doubt it.”

I nodded and he turned around. “Let's go back.”

Before he could walk away from behind the tree, I grabbed his shoulder.

“Wait,” He stopped and looked behind him. “About Judy, did you know she had been drugged already?”

Omar looked at me weirdly, “She hadn't been drugged 'already'. Only… yesterday.”

“Then… what did she mean that this had happened over and over again??”

Omar looked back and didn't say anything for a while. 

“Judy… she…it was the only way to break out. And frankly, I applaud her for her bravery. She was a strong woman.” And with that, he left me. 

I joined them a few minutes later. 

Marcus and Vanessa seemed to be having some sort of argument because she was actively screaming and shouting. Omar didn't say anything. 

“Vanessa? What's going on?”

“What's going on is that my best friend is dead, and it's all this fucker's fault!!” She pointed towards Marcus.

Marcus didn't say anything and only faced me. 

“Uhm…-” 

“Why don't I and you take a break elsewhere?” Omar interrupted me and took Vanessa's arm. “I'm sure your throat is dry from all that crying and yelling.”

Vanessa didn't protest and moved away with him. Omar looked back at me and gave me a quick nod.

Marcus and I were left alone, in silence. 

I had to try and find a way to get into his house without breaking in. 

I sighed, today has been an awful day.

But, I'm not about to give up on her. I'm going to find out who took that video and drugged her. 

I looked back at Marcus, he was looking into the distance. 

“Marcus,” He turned towards me, “I… I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight alone. I would ask Omar, but he's going to be with Vanessa. Could I… possibly… stay with you?”

He tilted his head. “Do you seriously want to? I thought you doubted me?”

“I might doubt you, but I don't have any proof that you did it…”

“Mmm, okay then. Sure. You can stay with me, I'll drive us right now.”

“Now!? But I don't have my nightwear with me or anything!”

“You seem my size, and I have plenty of clothes back at mine.”

Before I could say anything else, two police officers walked up to us.

“You two can go home, expect the school to be off for a day or two, and also be expecting a phone call from us.” We both nodded and watched them walk away.

Abruptly, Marcus grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bench.

“Can't I say goodbye to Omar and Veronica first? It's also only noon, can't I come by your house later tonight?” I gave him a forced reassuring smile.

“Omar and Veronica have already left the school premises, and I don't trust you being alone.”

“Excuse me?? What is that supposed to mean??” I took my hand away, but he only took it back and held it firmer.

“I'd rather we go to my place now, it's good to have a shoulder to cry on and someone to vent to.”

His voice sounded more genuine and gentle, and I was way too tired to refuse. Plus, this might be my only chance to search around his house.

I nodded and he took me to his car. 

It was a black 2019 Buick Lacrosse. (I'm a car enthusiast). It looked nice too.

“Woah, you have a nice car. I ride the bus to school, heh.” He opened the passenger seat for me.

“Parent's money.” He got into the driver's seat and started up the car.

We both put on our seat belts and Marcus started to drive.

We both stood in silence for a while as Marcus concentrated on the road. I wondered how he could even see with the hair covering his eyes.

He pulled up to a gas station, mere minutes later.

“I'm just going to pick up some snacks for tonight, want anything?”

I shook my head and watched him get out and enter the gas station.

I took my chance and started to search his car.

I unfortunately only found wrappers and some crumbled scribbled notes.

I unfolded some and realized they were poems.

One said, “I wish that, Across your back, Was a zipper, And that I, Could just crawl in, Forever a part of you.”

Another said, “You can't. I don't want you to forget me. I need you to smile when I haven't talked to you. And I finally can. I just want to be good for you.”

And the most recent one… 

Let me in

It's a sin, you say, 

Don't listen to them,

 I want to breathe you in

Hold you in my arms

I can't stop thinking about you

Why do you have to be so far?

My eyes are blinded by your beauty

My mind clouded with thoughts of you

I can't get you out of my mind

Why can't you just be mine?

Don't make it any harder

Come to me sweetly

Just let me into your world

I will love you sincerely.

It's not that they weren't good, it's just that they were a little...creepy.

I continued to rummage, but didn't find any drugs or evidence that he did it.

Not that I expected it to be that easy.

I waited for Marcus to come back, which thankfully didn't take long.

“Hope I didn't keep you waiting for too long.” He set down a plastic bag at my feet and put on his seatbelt.

I know he noticed the scattered papers that I stupidly forgot to put away.

He smiled and faced the road. He started up the car and continued to drive to his house.

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He unlocked his front door and welcomed me in.

Something about his house seemed extremely familiar. I didn't like the feeling.

“My parents won't be home for a few weeks, so we have the place to ourselves.”

“You're acting as if we came to hang out…”

He didn't say anything back.

Marcus guided me upstairs to his room and settled the bag next to me.

“I'll go change, help yourself.” He smiled gently and left.

I quickly got up and started to search around. I was looking for anything, anything that could be used as evidence.

But I found nothing. 

I gave out an exasperated sigh and fell back onto the floor.

The doorknob jiggled open and out came Marcus. 

“Here you go, fresh nightwear for you.”

“Nightwear? It's not even the afternoon - what??”

I looked out the window to see the sun setting.

I swear, it was only just noon.

I took the clothes, hesitantly, and let Marcus lead me to the bathroom.

When I heard his footsteps grow distant, I continued my search in his bathroom.

AND I STILL FOUND NOTHING!!

Where can a man hide drugs besides his room or bathroom???

I groaned and got dressed.

I was about to leave when I noticed something peculiar. 

The bathroom had a small window at the end. It falls onto the outside garden that leads to the forest next to his house.

The window was wide and big enough for me to squeeze through too.

“Hey, you okay in there?” I hear Marcus ask from outside the door.

I acknowledge him but don't say anything back, instead, I walk closer to the window.

Hypothetically, if I were to jump out the window, I would most likely break only an arm or a leg-

BANG

Marcus suddenly punched the door.

It shocked me so much that I almost stumbled backwards.

I hurriedly opened the door, “Marcus!? What the hell is wrong with you??”

He quickly hugged me tightly. 

“I thought you-” He looked towards the window and dragged me out of the bathroom.

“Never mind that, it's been a long day for both of us.”

We walked back to his room, and we sat on his bed.

He put his hand on my shoulder, and I was immediately overcome with a wave of emotions.

All the recent events flashed before my eyes.

I started to cry again.

Marcus brought my head onto his shoulder.

And that night, I cried onto Marcus di Angelo's shoulder, 

Judy's possible murderer.

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[cherubfae]

accidentally shrunk! || hazbin x reader

with alastor, lucifer, husk, angel dust, & vox

tags: gn!reader, ftm!reader for angie, fluff, comedy, established relationships,

Alastor

He is quite amused by the whole ordeal, if not a touch worried for your wellbeing. You're utterly tiny, capable of sitting in the palm of his hand like a tiny doll. His claw gently nudges your cheek, tilting your chin up. Using his own magic proves to be futile. After several attempts he's still unable to change you back to your normal self. He isn't sure why his powers don't seem to be taking effect.

Alastor doesn't let anyone else touch or hold you. Legit will hold you in his hand above his head should Vaggie or Charlie try to get a better look at you.

"No, no, no," Alastor clicks his tongue. "I'm afraid I'm not comfortable in letting my dearest love be held by anyone but me. Surely, you understand." He gives you a little smile, his thumb gently stroking your head.

You aren't a little toy and the last thing he wants happening if Niffty mistaking you for a roach, so he prefers to have you sitting atop his shoulder, his head, or safely tucked into the pocket of his waistcoat with your tiny little head poking out to watch the world around you. As much as he finds you adorable and vulnerable in this state, he does prefer you as yourself. He'll probably head to Rosie first, he wants nothing to do with Lucifer. She always has her ear to the ground and he's certain he'll get you returned to normal soon.

Lucifer

Well, that's new. Lucifer is easily able to turn you back to yourself but he wants to have a little fun first. He lifts you up and presses little kisses all over your face, giggling to himself when you press your hands to his rosy cheeks.

"Can't help it, sweetheart! You're too cute!" He gently nuzzles your cheek, placing a loving kiss to the top of your head. He'll shapeshift himself into a mouse and pretend that you're a little fairy about to battle for Narnia.

When he finally turns you back, he is relieved. He much prefers you as your lovely self where you're able to snuggle into his side and hold you properly to his chest, sharing many kisses between you two.

Husk

Shit, this ain't good, but at least yer havin' fun, baby. Husk sighs, leaning his chin against his paws. His yellow eyes flick back and forth in amusement as you treat the bar counter like your own slip-and-slide, watching as you spin around on the shiny wood with a small squeak.

Husk catches you with his tail before you can slide off, lightly placing you back on your feet mirroring the grin you give him. "I'm glad you're having a good time but we gotta figure out how to turn ya back, hun." He leans back against the stool, hoping Charlie has found something or someone who may be able to offer some help.

Charlie, on queue, comes rushing down the stairs holding a light pink pearlescent vial in her hands. "Let's try this!" She stands triumphantly, proudly holding out the vial in her hands. "A drop or two on their head should bring them back to normal height. I have a feeling this will work, but as Plan B we can go to my Dad!" She beams.

Husk nods, giving you a tiny peck on top of your head that only serves to make Charlie coo. Placing you on the floor, Charlie uncaps the vial. A shimmery fuschia-purple liquid smelling of sweet berries oozes out and gently drops onto your head.

A whoosh of pink and yellow unfurls out and soon you're standing before them as mostly yourself. Your hair is now a dyed vibrant pink. Across the room, Alastor who is casually reading the newspaper, snaps his fingers and poof! Your hair is back to normal!

"You could've helped them this whole time?!" Husk hisses, fur bristling. Alastor hums, taking a sip of his black coffee, "Hmm no, just their hair. Good thing they're back in one piece, yes?" He grins. "Too bad you didn't play a little cat and mouse with them. That would have been a sight to behold!"

Angel Dust

As adorable as you are, Angel is fuckin panicking. He's not quite sure what to do and he's terrified of someone accidentally stepping on you. "Okay, baby, I've got ya, hang on!" Angel places you on his chest fluff, his hand holding you in place. Upon returning to his room, Angel begins to pace, wracking his brain for some sort of quick fix.

Depending on how long this magic lasts, Angel will 100% want to play dress up with you and have you try on cute outfits or perhaps make a cute little dollhouse for you. He's too scared of crushing you in his sleep so until this wears off, he doesn't want to risk anything happening to you. He's also worried about Niffty mistaking you for a bug, so when he's out and about, he keeps you close to him at all times. If he has to leave and can't take you with, he instructs Vaggie and Charlie to look after you.

"Do not let Niffty or the Egg Bois around them, got it?" His stern eyes are narrowed, making an expression that he's watching Sir Pentious. "Keep the Eggies in line."

Vox

What the fuck? He blinks, a jolt of electricity nearly short-circuiting himself. "Babe, what the fuck happened to you?" Vox scoops you into his hands, holding you to his chest. He's doing his best not to panic, convinced this is another one of Alastor's stupid fucking pranks. (Alastor has done absolutely nothing. However, Vox swears any inconvenience that happens to him is caused by Alastor's hands.)

Thankfully whatever has happened wasn't permanent. A tiny explosion of sparkles and a poof blue dust has the futuristic demon stumbling back, sighing when you're standing there at your normal height with a hand pressed to your head.

"Holy shit, what the fuck happened?" Vox presses, grasping your hand and pulling you into his lap. He's cupping your face between clawed hands checking for any sign of injury. "Was it Alastor?" You shake your head, coughing out some blue sparkly dust.

"Nah, got caught under some pollen demon's magic on my way to HQ." You grumble, leaning your head onto your boyfriend's shoulder. Vox sighs, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Ok, ok, well, you're back," he grumbles. "Don't do that to me again."

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[angelicpoison12]

hey could i request some angel dust x insecure transmasc and autistic reader soft smut headcanons?

Absolutely! Here ya go <3

—✃☕︎︎—

• first off; he’s SUCH a pleaser. what I mean is that he adores you and wants to treat you like a fucking prince. he’ll do whatever and whenever, as long as you’re feeling good, he’ll do it.

• he’s such a sucker for missionary with you omg, he just loves looking into your eyes, making sure you’re feeling okay and not too overwhelmed. he loves giving you lots and lots of kisses and whispering sweet lil praises to you aaaa. he also likes gentle mating press because he just loves the way you grip him.

• Angel will always over-ask consent in the best way possible. it’s never annoying, but oddly assuring. he knows how it feels to be helpless in an intimate situation, so the last thing he wants is for you to feel that way

• he likes touching you and making you feel good in your body. Angel knows that you can be a little insecure sometimes, but he doesn’t mind. he loves you for who you are, and he adores every inch of your skin. whenever you admit feeling bad about your body, he’ll always shower you in affection (more than usual), and say stuff that makes you feel better. he’ll love to nuzzle your neck, squeeze your sides, just UGH he’s such a sucker for you dude

• Angel LOVES going down on you omfg. i can imagine Angel being such a munch you don’t even understand. admittedly, he didn’t know what to do at first, but he’s a quick learner. he makes your legs shake bro you have no idea. he loves sucking on your t-dick, making you feel good. he’ll even tease you by licking your folds, lapping you up and whispering sweet words, making you look at him omggggg

• Angel always starts his foreplay with kissing you all over. he goes from your lips, your face, all the way down to your thighs and legs. he just adores you with all of his heart and wants you to feel incredible. he knows that insecurities are a bitch, so he does his best to make you feel like the only guy in the world

• sometimes, when you’re not feeling it, Angel’s perfectly okay with it. he’s perfectly fine with just snuggling up and watching movies with you and his pig Fat Nuggets. he lets you lay your head on his chest, his hands in your hair, your bodies all snuggled up in his sheets <3

• anytime you’re overstimulated, Angel gets a little panicked, but he ends up helping you anyways. he lets you sit in his lap and stroke his fluff, but if you don’t like being touched, he’ll just sit next to you and give you space. he always makes sure you have some ear plugs and your favorite stim/fidget toys whenever you go out or need to run some errands for the hotel.

• Angel doesn’t really understand neurodiversity at first, but when you explain it to him, a lightbulb kinda clicks in his head. i mean, he knows what it is, but he didn’t if that makes sense? like he knew about it but wasn’t educated. Angel is open-minded though and always makes sure you’re comfortable, and he also just wants you to feel loved dude

[zikkytheblicky]

♡︎ you can call me zikky or any pet names if you prefer. I’m black and Jamaican— pronouns are he/him/they/them/theirs i’m transgender and bisexual !!

(REMAKE.)

⊹ FANDOMS ⊹

ও jjk (satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji zen’in, yuta okkutsu, kenjaku as geto, ryomen sukuna, masamichi yaga, kiyotaka ijichi, toge inumaki, aoi todo)

ꔛ csm (denji, aki hayakawa, kishibe, hirofumi yoshida, young kishibe)

✦ astv (miles 42, hobie, miguel o’hara, spider noir)

⊹ demon slayer (tanjiro kamado, kyojuro rengoku, inosuke hashibara, sanemi shinazugawa, tengen uzui, giyu tomioka, obanai iguro, gyomei himejima, kokushibo, muzan kibutsuji, akaza, kagaya ubuyashiki, doma, gyutaro)

★ kpop groups (stray kids n SEVENTEEN)

(such little fandoms ik!! i don’t watch a lot of things/remember what i watch , sorry !!)

⊹ DNI LIST ⊹

-homophobes, transphobes, racists, antisemitics, zionists, trolls, isnotreal supporters, dsmp stans/fans, female readers (this includes SHE/THEY, SHE/HER, SHE/XE/THEY, etc.), people who sexualize itadori, sexists, pedophiles, rapists, sex offenders.

⊹ i WILL write

black male reader

feminine t!m/m reader chubby black male reader

trans black male reader

trans chubby black male reader

pre top surgery black male reader

pre top surgery chubby black male reader

pre bottom surgery black male reader

pre bottom surgery chubby black male reader

male reader

chubby male reader

Pre top surgery male reader

pre top surgery chubby male reader

pre bottom surgery male reader

pre bottom surgery chubby male reader

submissive t!m/m reader

switch t!m/m reader

feminine t!m/m reader

any kink besides body fluid ones and foot fetish

gay t!m/m reader

sugar daddy x sugar bby trope

any trope really except for those cringe ones like golden retriever x black cat idk those are just.. uhm. like just say introverted x extroverted trope if you really want that one!! (My op sorry.)

pet names , i love them. Except for those really.. cringe ones like "my little sugar waffle! " stop it. I will use different language ones too depending on the characters nationality.

fluff

smut

“ crack “

t!m/m reader with a core/style (any types of cores like aaliyah core for ex).

WILL NOT WRITE ⊹

any kink involving body fluids or foot fetish.

HEAVY angst (r@pe, HEAVY abuse, etc.)

m preg. Like i'll do the getting cummed inside of part but not the giving birth.. having kids.. like no sorry!! ( it makes me uncomfortable. )

mahito.

aged up characters

minors

fem readers (you guys tons of stories you'll be ok, twin.)

✧ Thats it really i'll probs add more tho !!

⊹ i write in lowercase on purpose !! and sometimes space my punctuation (like this !! or this , or this . but i rarely space the period.)⊹

☆ if you’re black reader please inform about your hairstyle/texture !! i don’t wanna accidentally just use the wrong hair texture/hair style for you 💓.

request status: closed ! ⊹

[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

[faun-the-fawn77]

could i request some insecure transmasc reader x angel dust where he tells (and shows) them that they don’t need a dick to make him feel good (he gets enough of that at work lol)

♡"𝒥𝒰𝒮𝒯 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝒲𝒜𝒴 𝒴𝒪𝒰 𝒜𝑅𝐸"♡

Angel Dust x FTM!Sinner!Reader

Genre: Spice and Fluff

Word Count: 593

Warnings: insecurity, almost panic attack, angel being so sweet it hurt my teeth

Desc: Angel and Y/N had been dating for a few months now. On their anniversary, Angel had planned something special and hoped to get his boyfriend in bed with him. That seemed to backfire when insecurities from Y/N were brought to the surface.

Note: Oh boy lets see... I hope and pray that I have portrayed this right😭 I've never met a trans person in my area considering I live in Mormonville(no hate to those who are, I just get frustrated with them sometimes) and I don't know very much about them but I will try my hardest to write them out and try to understand their insecurities when it comes to this sorta stuff for fics!

Also! Be sure to check my pinned post! It has links to other things and tells you what I will and will not write! It also has a list of fandoms I am in so if you want more than just Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss then check it out! Here is the link: Faun's Forest

You would think that being with someone like Angel Dust would mean that sex was the reason the two started dating. That the sex was just so good that Angel wanted to have this demon for himself. That wasn't the case.

Y/N wasn't your every day sinner. He was shy and very much protective of his friends who he now considers his family. When he saw Angel storm off and out the doors one night, Y/N couldn't help but follow after the spider demon.

That night was what made Angel Dust open his eyes to this strangely nice sinner who had thought Charlie's redemption hotel worked. The two had quickly grew from friends to lovers within the span of a few months.

Today marked their third month anniversary and while Angel Dust was trying to go at his boyfriend's pace of the relationship, he couldn't help but notice that Y/N was holding something back. Angel wanted to find out what it was so he had planned a nice dinner and had made sure to purchase the sexiest lingerie for tonight. His plan was to seduce the information out of his boyfriend.

Y/N had genuinely enjoyed the dinner with Angel and was excited to see what else Angel had in store for the rest of the night. When thay had gotten back to the hotel, Angel ushered him up to their shared bedroom.

"Alright toots, I want you to turn your pretty ass around and wait till I call for you, kay?" Y/N nodded slowly and turned away from his lover. The rustling of clothes could be heard. Y/N sucked in a breath when the thoughts of being intimate with his lover rushed to mind. His hands started to shake and he could feel his chest tighten.

"Are you ready, handsome?" Angel placed his top hands on to his lover's shoulders and purred into their pointed ear. When the trembles vibrated through Angel's hands, he turned them around and saw the tears threatening to spill from his lover's eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey. What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Angel was worried. He's never seen Y/N like this. It was like he was on the verge of a panic attack. Angel brought his top hands up to cup his lover's cheeks and had his lower arms wrap around Y/N's waist.

"I know you said to take things slow and I promise I am. I just wanted to-"

"I'm sorry..." Y/N's voice was quiet, so quiet that Angel almost didn't hear him. He lifted Y/N's head so they made eye contact.

"Why you sorry? You have nothi-"

"I do! I don't... I can't please you with what I have..." Angel froze. He watched as Y/N curled in on himself, wrapping his arms around himself as if to appear smaller.

"Please me? Honey, I don't care if you have a dick or a vagina! I love you for you. I get enough of a dick down at work anyway!" Angel chuckled a bit at the last part and he could feel his boyfriend's body stop shaking. He pulled him into a hug.

"We don't have to do anything tonight if you don't want to but, I want you to know that no matter what you have going on down there, I will love you always and will definitely find the pleasure I want from the person I love." Y/N sniffled and cuddled into the fluff on Angel's chest.

"Thank you... I love you too..."

Guys...not gonna lie, this was a tough one but I hope you enjoy! Another request fulfilled and hopefully many more to come!

Edit: Reqs for Hellaverse are closed:)

[the-s1lly-corner]

HH hotel cast reacting to you coming out as trans? (reader can be mtf or ftm!)

Various HH characters x trans reader

Ah so sorry anon but I'm not currently taking cast shot requests <\3 you can always feel free to send this request in again if you want a specific character that wasnt included in this post!

Characters: Charlie, Sir Pentious, Angel Dust, Alastor

Notes: The reader is GN, the reader can be seen as either FTM or MTF this is more so a supporting/reaction post! Hope this was kept vague enough to be either or

CWs: None

Charlie

Genuinely one of the most supportive people, theres nothing to worry about when you're coming out to her. Similar to angel she offers to take you out shopping to get anything you may want to help you express yourself! Shes so so proud of you! You... might have to stop her from throwing a small celebration- unless you want it..! Polite when correcting people but gets visibly ticked when they persist.. definitely snaps after a few times.. would wear a pin in solidarity/as a supporter/ally

Pentious

Hes heard of it but hes not very... in the loop. He doesn't actually form connections all that much and hes hopeless when it comes to hell's socials- he would likely be one of those "hes a little confused but hes got the spirit" supporters. Gets you literally every pride pin that even vaguely looks like the trans flag.. very loud and firm when correcting someone who uses the wrong pronouns. Takes it upon himself to educate himself so he can better understand the community as a whole- something he does whenever you tell him something about yourself or one of your interests

Angel Dust

Very supportive, and he doesnt think of you any differently if you were worried he would turn his back on you. Offers to take you out shopping if you want to switch up your wardrobe, just he warned that there might be a touch of his style creeping in... hes not scared of confrontation, and he can be quick when it comes to thinking of creative insults- something he utilizes when defending you in any way he needs to

Alastor

Similar to Pentious hes not well versed with the term, but hes a quick to understand when you explain. He admires your boldness, he values that in people- makes them easier to read.. pretty good with adjusting to your preferred name and pronouns, politely and firmly corrects anyone who messes up.. people who do it on purpose are, for the most part, not dumb enough to do it knowing the radio demon is in your corner... pretty supportive all things considered