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Could you write list of characters you write for? Since it would be much easier if people know who they can request!

Oh yeah good idea lol!

•hazbin hotel:

The entire hotel so ask away!

Vox

Velvet (disrespectfully,Valentino can go die)

Lucifer

Adam

lute

The seraphims

•helluva boss

Bltzø

M&m(together or separately)

Fizz and Ozzie (together or separately)

Stolas

Mammon

Beelzebub and vortex(together or separately)

Loona

•beetlejuice

Keatlejuice

Musicaljuice

Toonjuice

•ASTV

The spot

Hobie(<333)

Miles(either one!)

Dilf Peter

Miguel

Rio(milf‼️‼️‼️)

Peter noir

•the avengers

Tony stark

Steve Rogers

Bruce banner (not enough fanfics for him)

Scott lang

Peter Parker

Wade Wilson

Bucky barns

•DBH

Connor

Markus

Hank‼️

North

Kara

Luther

•fourth wing

Xaden

Violet

Dain

Rhiannon

•crave

Grace

Macey

Jaxon

Hudson

Flint

Remy

Calder

•inside job

Brett

Reagan and Ron(together or separate)

Gigi

Andre

Myc(👀)

Rand(I question your taste)

JR whatshisname

Robotus

Angel dust x cook!Reader

Reader’s pronouns: you/yours (implied reader uses he/him)

Tw: description of injury, allusions to workplace a***e angst angst and more angst babyyyyyyy

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You could hear your beloved Anthony burst through the doors of the hotel, loudly complaining. He had all the reason too, considering his work environment. You walk up to him, placing a hand on one of his top two arms. “Angie?” You say, tenderly. “Do you want to talk?” He pulls his arm away and slumps over at husk’s bar. “No.” He tells you, plainly. You nod, looking down and to the side. “Well…I’m here if you do.” You know just the way to cheer him up. Food. Lucky for him, your specialty is Italian food. You make your way to the kitchen and about a half hour later you come back to a vacant bar, penne alla vodka in hand. You make your way up to angel’s room. You use your free hand to know on his door to be met with “fuck off.” “It’s me, tony. I made you dinner.” He opens the door and you see him in all his glory. Mascara and eyeliner running down his face, a black eye and a bruises running down his face and neck. He is wearing a blanket on his head and wrapping it around head and shoulders. He takes the bowl of pasta with his bottom two arms and gives you a small smile. “Can I come in, darlin’”? He takes a breath and adjusts his hair with one of his top two arms.“Why~? Ya miss me~?” You look at him blankly. “I don’t have to be angel dust right now, just Anthony.” He looks a mix of offended and nervous, though you can’t quite tell. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He hands the bowl back to you. “I don’t need your pitty or your food.” He shoves you and the food spills on the ground. He then slams the door and, little did you know, he slides down with the back of his head against the door. “Why did I do that?” He asks himself. You will get to him eventually.

Right?

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A/N: hii! I hope you liked it, this is my first hazbin fic:) if you see any problems please comment! Constructive criticism is encouraged!!!

Angel dust x drag queen reader (platonic)

Readers pronouns: in drag, she/her. Out of drag, he/him

You can choose your own drag name;)

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You two were like trixie and katya. Hells favorite hot mess. You only performed at clubs of the other was there. Two peas in a pod. You were backstage one day after a show, shedding a few layers before going back to the hotel. You pull a $100 out of between your fake latex boobs. “Oh shit how did that get here-“ Angel bursts out laughing. “How did you forget someone stuffing money between your titties?” “Well unlike you, I have to put them on!” He puts an arm on your shoulder as he laughs well taking off an eyelash. “OH MY GOD YOUR GOING TO RIP OFF A REAL EYELASH. Girl let me do it.” You take his head in your hand and with your dominant one, attempt to take off his false eyelashes. “You look constipated” “you look like a bitch” you answer without thinking. “Seriously, you look like your trying to push out a shit” “girl that’s cause I’m trying to distinguish fake eyelash from real eyelash and it’s not so easy with you blinking so much” he looks fake offended. “I’m sorry I need to keep my eyes moist” you scrunch up your nose as you rip off his fake eyelash. He widens his eyes excessively. “This better?” “Much actually thank you” he lets out a guffaw. “I have a question” you say, taking off his other fake eyelash. “What’s up?” “What is the tallest shoe you own” you take off an eyelash and he steps back to think. “Oh my god if you need to think it’s too tall!” You both laugh and he doubles over, putting one of his four hands on a nearby table. “We need to stop drinking on the job” you say, wiping a tear as you take off your heels and change into tennis shoes. “Oh hey where did you put that 100 from earlier?” He asks, taking off his wig to reveal the most horrendous ‘wig cap hair’ known to man. “What this one?” You grab it and wave it in front of his face. He grabs it between his teeth and nods.

You are the friend he needs. Don’t let him down.

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🫂

Angel Dust x Male! Reader

A/n: Guys….. what if I told you I got bored and wrote some angel dust smut 😭😭?? I’ve never written something like this before but damn..

Warnings: Smut, deepthroating, sexual themes, Idk man it’s Angel Dust giving you a BJ

Fluff❌ Comfort❌ Angst❌ Smut✔️

It was a terrible idea to underestimate just how good your boyfriend, Angel Dust, a literal pornstar for crying out loud, was at giving head.

You had made one playful comment about how many shoots he does where it involves him giving some random bloke a BJ, jokingly saying his head is “probably way overhyped”

So here you were. Angel on his knees in front of you with his lips wrapped around your cock as he gave you the best blowjob of your whole fucking afterlife.. literally having to lean back against your desk to support yourself as your hands gripped onto the edges of it.

“Fuck… Angel..” you breathed out, looking down at him in awe as your chest rose and fell with the pants that escaped your lips, your mouth hanging open slightly and eyebrows furrowed upwards in pleasure in response to the stimulation he was giving you.

He only looked up at you in response with those mesmerizing eyes of his, looking like he was trying to burn the look on your face into his memory… which he probably was, let’s be real. He took more of your cock down his throat, making him gag softly but it was all worth it as he heard the pretty sounds that followed it that came from your lips. He reached down with one hand began to stroke his shaft in time with his mouths strokes down on you.

“You look so fucking pretty with your lips wrapped around my cock like this..” you breathed out, letting out a soft chuckle that lead into a moan as you threw your head back. Causing Angel to giggle around your cock, the vibrations making you bite your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood as you got closer to release.

“Mmplease Angel.. so… soo fucking close~” you whined, your hand subconsciously going down to grip his hair, causing him to grunt as he bobbed his head faster up and down on your shaft, making it increasingly harder to not thrust your hips forwards into his warm, wet mouth..

After a few more minutes of whimpers and whines, you felt the knot snap inside your stomach and you came pretty damn hard down Angels throat. Once again he gagged but shallowed all of your load anyways, leaning back to look up at you with a smug expression on his face and a shit eating grin.

“Sooo… wanna deny just how good my head game is or are we gonna have to go again, sugar?” Angel teased, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

You looked down at him once more. Letting out a breathy chuckle you raised a brow with a smirk finding its way onto your lips. “Well I meeannn…. If it means you’ll go again, sure” You muttered back playfully.

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

ᯓ★ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐲

★∻∹⋰⋰ ☆∻∹⋰⋰ ★∻∹⋰⋰ ☆∻∹⋰⋰★∻∹⋰⋰ ☆∻

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 ──★ ˙ ̟ 📻🦌 !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Silly little Alastor headcanons ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Alastor x Extroverted! Singer! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Alastor x Temperamental! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Alastor x Reader that adores catlastor ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Signs of them trusting you ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Alastor x Bestfriend! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Chronic pain having! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Reader:general fluff ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Separation anxiety! x Alastor/husk? ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Alastor x Painter! Reader ❞

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐭 ──★ ˙ ̟🕸️🕷️ !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Angel Dust x Reader: Romantic tension ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Signs of them trusting you ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Drag! Angel Dust x Male! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Chronic pain having! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Reader:general fluff ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Platonic! Fem reader x Angel Dust ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Angel Dust x Male Reader ❞

𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 ──★ ˙ ̟🍺🎰 !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Husker x Plus sized! Insecure! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Signs of them trusting you ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Chronic pain having! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Reader:general fluff ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Overworked! Reader x Husk ❞ (not proud of this)

𝐕𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 ──★ ˙ ̟🗡️🪽 !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Chronic pain having! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Reader:general fluff ❞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 ──★ ˙ ̟⭐️☀️ !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Chronic pain having! Reader ❞

╰┈➤ ❝ Hazbin Hotel crew x Reader:general fluff ❞

𝐕𝐨𝐱 ──★ ˙ ̟📺🤖 !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Vox x Gen alpha having humour! Reader❞

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 ──★ ˙ ̟🪽👑 !!

╰┈➤ ❝ Platonic! Adam x Reader headcanons ❞

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ᯓ★ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐲

Hey! I've been reading all of your Angel Dust stuff and I adore everything! I do have a request. I understand if you don't want to do this, or don't even see me.

Could you do a Drag Angel x Male Reader? I'd prefer it to be a little smutty, but you can add whatever you want with it!

Hope you have a great day!

Drag! Angel Dust x Male! Reader

A/n: I’ve gotten two requests for this surprisingly enough lol (important notice at end !!)

Warnings: None

Fluff✔️ Comfort❌ Angst❌ Smut❌

🕸️ᥫ᭡ The first time Angel randomly walked into the hotel lobby in drag with you there, you weren’t too shocked. I mean c’mon, it’s Angel frickin’ Dust.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Plus he looked good in it sooo you were definitely not complaining

🕸️ᥫ᭡ If you’re good at makeup he might ask for some help with his makeup for drag

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Which is fun because you get to sit on his lap and chat while you do it. Fun bonding moment ‼️‼️

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Will wrap his arms around your waist while you’re doing it and yes will be flirting with you until your cheeks turn red

🕸️ᥫ᭡ He can’t help it !! It’s just the perfect opportunity to tease you :P

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Lets you give him advice on what outfit he should wear

🕸️ᥫ᭡ The only thing he won’t let you help out with is his hair or wig, he’s VERY particular about that for whatever reason.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Thanks you for all the help with a kiss on the forehead (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Of course, it’s overdramatic and with a “mmmwah!” Sound affect

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Overall drag is a fun thing for Angel and he’s glad he got to share that with you <33

Notice !!

Hey guys :)

I’ve been on hiatus for a while now and this is just kinda my explanation why and moving forward stuffs/plans for the future ദ്ദി(˵ - ᴗ - ˵)

Long story short my hyperfixation on Hazbin Hotel died out pretty quickly aannnddd life has been insane lately?? It’s like the AO3 fanfic writer curse hit me or something even though I mainly write on Tumblr lmfaooo

I’ll spare you the details but what’s been going on with me recently has kept me from creating really anything and the fact that the hyperfixation died out doesn’t help either. It’s hard to write about stuff I’m no longer very interested in.

That being said I don’t mind writing for Hazbin so send in your requests !! But I might not be able to get around to them as frequently as I used to.

Alsssooooo If you have other fandoms you’d like to see me write for I’ll see what I can do, so send in requests for other fandoms too (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

Happy pride month !! And I’m sorry if I didn’t make much sense here lol, I’m terrible with words ironically enough

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

ᯓ★ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐲

Hello! Can i request a oneshot of angel dust x touch starved !male reader? More specifically they get together after angel notices that wow this guy is like the first dude in hell that hasn't been trying to seduce me or use my body and is simply interested to get to know me, later when they get to the kissing part reader almost fucks it all up due to him internally panicking extremely hard since he's never thought that someone would ever want to kiss him

Thanks!

Cautions - the dialog is gonna suck, maybe, we'll see lmao, sexual themes I mean come on it's Angel dust 😭, Valentino, THIS IS A MALE READER FIC, SPOILERS FOR SEASON 1, cursing (it's hell), my shit dialog like usual 🤧 (someone give me tips I'm begging you),

Genre - fluff

Type - oneshot (?) I'm gonna be so honest I have no idea how this is gonna come out but I'll do my best 🙏

Comments- omg, dude, angel is my favorite so thank you 🤧🤧 I'm already in love with this ask lol. This is totally inspired by the song from Cinderella I have no shame. I also need to add to my rules lmao. Not because of you, you're doing great, drink some delicious water, eat some good food 😋 (that goes for everyone) but because I don't want anyone asking for specified readers for characters that don't swing that way canonically. It just hit me, and I need to add that lmao

So this is love~

Angel dust always had this facade about him, of his porn star persona. Everyone knows this, and only recently he's gotten out of it. After the war, after Husk breaking him out of his shell, he learned to be less of Angel dust, and more of Anthony.

Obviously, it took more than a few months, but he was feeling like himself, despite having to work for Valentino still. And, you've been helping him, whether you know it or not. Ever since you joined the project to become redeemed before the war, you both had become good friends.

And more recently, boyfriends..

Which shocked everyone to the core. Mostly Angel, to be honest. When he first started talking to you, he had done so with his facade. Using all sorts of innuendos, sneakily asking if you wanted to "get together for a little patty cake" in his room, and general flirting, much like he does did with Husk.

You always got too flustered to respond, but always knew to say no. But, you did try to move past his flirting and ask about him. Not his pornstar persona Angel Dust, no no no, you were asking about Anthony.

And you came to learn that Anthony was the sweetest man ever. While he was still a flirt, he enjoyed baking, romcoms, popsicles (grape flavored specifically), and making pasta! (Don't cancel me I beg of you 🙏)

And you got to know, AND fall in love with these different parts of him. Which includes the parts of him that enjoy non-sexual physical affection. The classic hand holding, hugs, kisses on the cheek or forehead, bunny kisses for sure, which is sending your touch starved ass into overdrive.

He enjoys how flushed your face looks after he gives you a forehead kiss anytime he sees you, or when he randomly grabs your hand to kiss it, looks you dead in the eyes and winks, then goes back to scrolling through his phone as if nothing happened.

However, you have never kissed someone on the lips before. Or had any sort of relationship with this much physical affection that you didn't know you needed, making you crave for more. Specifically, real kisses from Angel.

And you knew Angel would be more than happy to kiss you, but you wanted it to be special, so very special.

But.. Valentino called for Angel. He was having a bad day and needed a "pick me up."

And it just happened to be the exact same day you were going to ask Angel on the date, to ask him to kiss you.

You went looking for your gorgeous spider, finding him on the couch scrolling through his phone like usual. You knew that this was your opportunity to ask him, and off you went!

"Hey Angie, whatcha doing?" You hung on the back of the couch, smiling down at your boyfriend. "Not much, why? You want some attention?~" He teased, slightly patting his lap with one of his upper hands that were behind his head. "Kinda, I was wondering if you wanted to-" RINGGGG, his phone was going off. Angel panicked, seeing that it was his boss. He said a small apology before he jumped off of the couch and running to the corner of the room so you wouldn't hear Valentino's yelling.. as much. He kept nodding, muttering things you couldn't hear, but as soon as the call ended he deflated visibly.

"Shit.. sorry babes, but I gotta go, Val- he uh, needs a little help in the studio!" You knew he was lying, so you wouldn't worry, but you couldn't help it. Not to mention being upset, you had everything planned! "Nah, it's okay Angel, don't worry about it! I'll just.. tell you later."

He nodded then gave you a kiss on the cheek, hurrying out of the hotel to the studio he worked at.

It was the next day when Angel finally got back, hair messy, clothes out of place, and his tired eyes closed as he leaned against the doors, rubbing his face with his upper set of hands, and his lower set wrapped around his waist.

You were coming down from some breakfast, still in your pajamas when you say Angel again. "Angie?" He jumped, having not expected anyone to be up yet as it was Saturday, and Charlie let everyone have a free day from activities these days.

"O-oh! Hey babes, what're you doin up so early? Don't ya normally sleep in on Saturdays?" He was fidgety, nervous. This is how he usually acted after going to the studio, not to mention how much he avoided talking about it. "Yeah, I guess. I just couldn't sleep so I gave up and came down here. Did you want some food? I'm feeling like some bacon and eggs, or maybe biscuits and gravy." He was.. surprised by your nonchalant demeanor. He smiled though, grabbing your hand and kissing it softer than ever before. "Whatever you make sweet cheeks, I'll eat."

Your cheeks tinted pink ever so slightly, but you didn't feel nervous or overly flustered. Instead, you felt confident. So confident that you took the hand Angel wasn't holding and placed it on his round and soft cheek. He was also surprised, but leaned into your hand, whether or not he knew what you were thinking is a mystery. At least, it was until he started leaning down, eyes fluttering shut as he left just enough space between your lips and his to feel them ghost over the others.

You admired him a second longer, then closed your eyes, closing the distance between the two of you.

The kiss was short but sweet, you pulling away first, looking up at Angel with sweet doe eyes. Your first ever kiss was.. amazing, just like when you dreamed of it as a kid.

Angel gave you a dopey smile, then gave you a quick kiss on the nose, pulling away and tugging you towards the kitchen again. "Let's make some food, I'm starving ova' here!"