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Angel dust x cook reader
Readers pronouns: you/ yours (but really he/him)
Could potentially be seen as a part two to the last “angel x cook reader” I made but you don’t need to read it to understand this one.
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It’s angel’s birthday. Of course people are making a big deal out of it, he’s like hells version of the Kardashians. Lots of flowers, cards and creepy jars filled with unidentifiable substances. Charlie bought him a new outfit, husk took him out on the town, and alastor…have you met the guy? Seriously, you expected him to get something for angel? A hardy “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY EFFEMINATE FELLOW” will do just fine, thank you. You decided to make him a cake. Nothing too fancy, granted he doesn’t really have all that much of a sweet tooth. Chocolate cake with pink frosting, and in white it says “happy birthday Tony” on the top. You put a fondant bow on it to make it look more…angel. He walks through the door, tipsy. “Oh, angel perfect timing!” You turn to him, smiling. “Whaaat? You starten’ ta miss me, handsome?” He giggles, finding it amusing how he towers over you. “Well yes but- uh- THATS BESIDES THE POINT.” You interrupt yourself, trying not to seem as nervous as you are. You wernt nervous about angel, or him liking the cake. You were nervous about the fact you wrote “Tony” instead of “angel” or “angel dust”. How would he react? Would he cry? Would it be happy or angry? Or sad? “I uh…I made you a cake!” Damnit. Stop stammering. This wasn’t like you at all! Your like some main character of a self instead fan-fiction or something! ‘I- uh- I-i-‘ SPIT IT THE FUCK OUT MY DUDE. Angel hugs you, shoving your face in his floof. “Thank you so much! Where is it? I want cake!” He makes grabby hands with his bottom two arms. You let out a muffled “can you let me go?”, your arms dangling at your sides. “Ohhh yeah sorry~” he slurs out, letting go of you. You exit the main lobby to retrieve the cake, holding the plate it’s on firmly with both hands. “Well, here it is! Uh…happy birthday.” You hand him the cake. For about a minute he just looks at it. ‘Happy birthday, Tony.’ Not angel dust, Tony. Anthony looks up at you, tearing up a little. Not just because he’s drunk either, but because he’s thankful. You MADE him something, for fucks sake. With HIS name on it. Not his stage name, his NAME. “Are you alright-?” He wipes a tear with one of his hands. “Yeah, I’m alright.”
Happy birthday, Anthony
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A/N: it’s angel’s birthdayyyyy>_< I’m so normal about him. As usual, constructive criticism is encouraged(my reqs are open;])
Art based on my chef! Reader x angel dust “series” I tied to make reader ambiguous as possible but it is based on my appearance lol (sorry if I spelled something wrong lol)
Angel dust x male reader
Set in the 40s, Im a sucker for a good forbidden romance. (We are all freinds of Dorothy here;])
C/W:mafia, period accurate homophobia, suggestive material(implied fornication), murder, someone gets dragged by the hair, major character death, guns, google translate Italian.
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Anthony. His name rolled of the tongue. Anthony. An~tho~ny. When you looked at him, your stomach twisted in knots. You both got out of having to serve in the war due to belonging to the mafia. If anyone found out about your little affaire, you would surely be killed. You looked down to see your beloved Tony curled in the fetal position away from you in bed. "What, was I that bad?" you asked him, only half joking. "Nah toots, I'm just tired. It's...damn what time is it?" "uhhh- how do you not have a clock somewhere in here?" you rolled out of bed with a thunk, pulling on a pair of boxers and looked for your watch. "HA! Found it. Itssss 1:00 AM? Good god!" you laugh, placing your watch back on the floor with the rest of your clothes. All of a sudden you hear footsteps. Not like light and quick like Molly's but heavy and slow like... Henry. Anthony's father. You see, Molly was the only person who knew about you and Anthony. You frantically look around, hopping into the closet. His father bursts into the room. "Anthony, who is in here." you watch your lover panic. "Nobody, pa! I swear! It's just me!" "Questa è una fottuta stronzata Anthony e lo sai, don't lie to me boy!" he begins to look around and his eyes land on the closet. It's as if he can stare straight through your soul. Your palms begin to sweat and tears well in your eyes. Henry pretty much tares the door of the closet off. He pushes you to the ground. "YOU! YOU TURNED MY SON INTO A QUEER" you look at Anthony, sweet Anthony. For a split second you look in his eyes and feel safe. But than Henry kicked you in the stomach and grabs your hair. "PA STOP HE DIDN'T DO NOTHIN'" Anthony cries and drops to the floor, cradling your face. Henry kicks him away from you and begins dragging you outside. "NO PLEASE- PLEASE LET ME GO I'M SORRY" Anthony tries to run after you but his father pulls a gun out of his back pocket "you step one foot closer to me and I shoot you and the fag." "no..." tony falls to his knees. "No pa please..." "anthony I'm gonna be ok" you say, crying. Henry Yanks your hair. "WHO SAID YOU COULD SPEAK QUEER" he pulls you outside and throws you into the mud. He points his gun at you. "No son of mine... No son if mine will be a damn queer. I'm doing the world a favor by making sure you turn no more good men. Any last words?" you look over Henry's shoulder at your lover, screaming and protesting for his father to stop, and you smile at him. "Anthony," you reach out for him "find me on the other side". The last thing you see is your beloved Tony sobbing as he falls for his knees, crying your name. Your life flashes before your eyes as you feel a sharp and unbearable pain in your head. Than, almost like magic, you feel an odd sence of peace. You feel warm and comforted. You see a light. It was almost blinding. Somehow you knew... This... This is heaven.
Would he find you? No. No he wouldn't.
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A/N: if you have any gripes, please comment! Constructive criticism is highly appreciated<3
Yoo i just read your angel dust x reader in the 40s and it was great! If you ever need to write something in italian i'll gladly translate it for you (i am italian)
Btw are your requests open? If so then can i ask for a sort-of follow up to your aforementioned post? Reader goes to hell after getting shot by angel's dad, some years pass and angel dies too but they don't know they both went to hell and assume the other one is in heaven and one day they meet again out of luck and recognize eachother after having a conversation in a bar or something like that (btw if you could refrain from calling him anthony too much it would be greatly appreciated, nothing against that it's just that my dad is named antonio and it feels kinda weird to read a fic with my dad's name lol, but if you want to call him anthony anyway i don't mind at all), thanks for reading!
If my request violated any rules please tell me so that i won't make the mistake again
You are incredible! I adore how detailed this request is. I will use as little “Anthony” as possible lol.
Angel dust x reader (1940s follow up…or part two?)
C/W: cannon typical violence, grief, loss, mildly suggestive, survivors guilt, regret, crying LOTS of emotions.
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70 years. 70 years is how long it’s been. 70 years since you have seen him. It was startling at first. You never thought you would see him again. For a while you just held eachother. You sat there, your face nuzzled in his fluff. “Oh my god I have so much to tell you.” He smiled down at you. He began to talk about the family. You didn’t listen. You just stared at him. At how beautiful he is. You held his bottom set of hands and rested your head on his chest. You’ve never seen him so happy. This beautiful man you have been waiting for him for what it feels like an eternity and he’s finally here. You are in his arms at last. “Hey are you listening?” “No. I’m not. I’m sorry but…you look so happy. I can’t help but think…I mean it’s like- my whole brain is occupied by the thought ‘holy shit…this is it. This is what I have been waiting for. What I have been wanting.’ I’ve waited seventy years, my angel.” Tears well up in both your eyes. “Oh…oh my god.” He grabs your face and pulls it up to his. He kisses you. Not a kiss full of heat, but not with any less passion. A kiss filled with love and adoration. A kiss from a man missing the love of his life for 70 years. 70 years filled with pain and agony. For a moment, he forgot his pain, suffering, trauma, and tears. You are his everything. You are the reason he wanted to hang on. The shred of hope that you might reunite. “I thought you went to heaven” he said after he pulled away. You shake your head. “Why?” You laugh pitifully “I’ve done terrible things…” he sighs. “Because you regretted it. Every time. Every time you shot or stabbed you felt horrible. You brought flowers to their graves. You cried, tha-that can’t mean nothing!” He looks confused and angry. How dare they deny the love of his life entry to paradise? You are the kind of person to cry when Bambi’s mom died every time. Without fail. You put a chocolate smile on his pancakes once! “You’re too good for this shithole, (____)…too good.” His voice shakes as he said your name. You kiss him. Comforting, passionate, painful, sweet, and loving. “If I went to heaven I would’ve never seen you again.” You looked into his eyes. There were so many emotions swirling between the two of you that night.
I think the moral of this story is that…I don’t know hold on to the people that love you.
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I cried well writing this. Any feedback is encouraged. Thank you for reading🫂
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How Hazbin Hotel Characters Would React If You Told Them You're Autistic:
Charlie: I'm so glad you felt safe enough to share that with me! Please let me know if there's anything I can do to accomdate you!
Alastor: I don't care.
Husk: If anyone gives you trouble for it, let me know.
Angel Dust: Cool.
Niffty: Me too!
Sir Pentious: Ssso am I!
Vaggie: We know.
Hazbin Hotel Characters' Reactions to Having a Child Thrown at Them:
Charlie: Oh my god, oh my god! I got you! *barely catches the child* Why would you throw a kid at me?!?
Vaggie: *catches child* What the fuck, why?!?! Where did you get this kid? Did you kidnap them?
Alastor: *catches the child in his mouth and eats them*
Husk: *rushes to catch the child and barely manages it* AH, WHAT THE FUCK?!?! WHERE ARE THIS KIDS PARENTS? YOU CAN'T JUST THROW KIDS AT PEOPLE!!!
Niffty: *just watches and laughs gleefully when the child hits the floor*
Angel: HOLY SHIT! *tries to catch the child, but fails* WHAT THE FUCK?
Sir Peantious: idk hes up in heaven now
slight nsfw (?) under the vaggie ! (suggestive outfit)
you ready ?
ahh its angel dust ! But as a human ! for my bestie @lonelysillyme because he asked a while ago but I forgot to give it to them and make it in the first place haha I hope its good for y'all !
angel dust thing doodle
Lots of stuff today. First off, this floofy guy.
I wanted to try and making him look fuzzy without using line art so it would look more organic and I think it turned out pretty well!
Also attached are initial sketches since I like the way his face looks in these a lot more than how it looks in the fully rendered piece I made lol.
(P.S. If you're seeing this for the millionth time, sorry. Posting this one has been weird, so I'm not if it's actually shown up anywhere.)
Angel!!
What are you doingggg!!!!OMAGAAAA YOU BURNED DOWN THE HOUSE!!
30 Angel Dust Headcanons
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[Disclaimer!!]
This post will contain: NSFW,Sfw,Fluff,Smut.
It’s also Genderless for the girls,gays and theys!You’re a new resident at the Hotel in this scenario.
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Let’s begin!
He calls you “Sugar” and “Cutie” for sure. He loves seeing you flustered. It always gets him a good laugh.
When you first arrived at the hotel he flirted with you instantly since you’re his type. He got exited when you mirrored his demeanor.
He listens to music to calm himself down. Especially after a long shoot with Valentino.
You and him immediately start off on good terms. You casually flirt together too.
He trusts you very much. He told you about his experience with Val and you comfort him when he cries.
He’s the biggest bottom you could ever find but if you are a bottom/switch he’s willing to top you.
He asks you to review his porn and give your honest opinion.
Fat nuggets is your child now. You both are proud parents.
One night Angel,Fat nuggets and you slept in one bed together after watching a horror movie as a family… how adorable…
Angel isn’t the type to wake up early. You mostly have to wake him up. “Not now Sugar, daddy needs his beauty sleep.” You just laughed and shook your head after hearing that.
You help him on set often too. You hate Val but admire Angels dedication for his job. You mostly help with the make-up application.
He takes good care of you when you guys go out. It can be a handful if cherry is going to a bar with y’all.
After a long day he just wants to rest and cuddle with you. He warps his arms around you and lightly snores.
He wakes up in the middle of the night often due to nightmares… he wakes up with sweat all over him. “Huh… just a dream… it was just a dream…”
When he looks at you he has this one specific look of “I love you but I can’t tell you directly” . And it’s adorable…
You both definitely planned to rob a bank together.
Angel often says “If I would’ve known you during my living days, I think we would’ve get together perfectly.”
He will fuck the living shit out of you. He loves to sweet talk but also to degrade you.
Valentino even suggested if you two would like to do a porn together and angel was tempted to say yes. But for your sake he declined Val’s offer.
Sometimes angel gets knocked out at the bar so you and husk have to drag him to his room.
He’s actually also a talented artist. He drew you a potrait once and it looked incredible realistic. He never rlly explored this side of him though.
Often says “pspspspspspsps” to husk just to piss him off…
He basically has no type. He’ll just fuck what he likes.
He sees Niffty like a little sister that he has to babysit often.
He would go into a poly relationship with you and Husk.
Fat nuggets sleeps next to him every single day. No exeptions.
He likes interacting with his normal fans who don’t sexualize him and actually like his talent.
He often needs reassurance and calls with Cherry a lot for it.
Him and Cherry shit talk for literal HOURS. Especially about Valentino. “He’s the last one to criticize my hair… GET YOURSELF YOUR OWN FIRST AND THEN WE CAN TALK.”
The only thing he actually is grateful for is fat nuggets… he dresses him up often.
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MASTERLIST
Thank you so much for reading my silly headcanons once again. I know I’ve been gone for quite some time but life’s though rn… so we’ll see each other next post!!
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