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31, multishipper 🔞 an Angel Dust stan standing in front of Val and Husk stans and asking—

#iafuwwanam < my Huskerdust build & Valangel decline fic, sequel WIP

#RisingAngels < my platonic Angel&Vaggie tag

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unholyangeldust.bsky.social
range. duality of man.

#Huskerdust #HazbinHotel

read Masquerade Ever After, complete, 8 chapters, 24k words, here: archiveofourown.org/works/700470...
Husk wraps fingers around Angel’s wrist to lift his hand from his face. It’s gentler than he’s ever touched Angel before tonight and makes Angel’s throat tense with anticipatory grief. “Don’t ruin this,” Husk says, voice rough. When Angel makes himself look into Husk’s eyes, he’s surprised to find hurt there. “Don’t fucking - don’t hide away again.” Husk grips Angel by the shoulders to lift him up just enough to slam him back into the floor, hitting his head again. Angel gasps with the pain, seeing stars.
December 2, 2025 at 12:13 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
THANK YOU I TOOK NEARLY EVERY FRAME OF THIS SCENE
December 1, 2025 at 2:23 AM
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Angel Dust ducks his head behind his hand, scratches on his cheek and one eye closed, to hide from red light emanating from off-screen to the right. His left shoulder is bloodied from the cuts on his cheek and his left sleeve is ripped.
December 1, 2025 at 1:12 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
Moving into Vee Tower, Angel Dust comes for Fat Nuggets, and it doesn’t go the way he wants…

#HazbinHotel #AngelDust #CherriBomb #Vaggie #FatNuggets
His bedroom door’s ajar when he comes back to it. Fat Nuggets isn’t inside his room. Goddammit. First grabbing the pet carrier, Angel then comes down the stairs while he throws its strap over his shoulder, his indignant fury barely contained. He stops about six feet away from the front door and turns to face them all so that he can see who gives away the answer in their reaction, “Where the fuck is he?” Cherri’s gaze swings over to Husk. That has Angel gritting his teeth as he bites out, “Where is Fat Nuggets, where is he!” Vaggie blinks. “We haven’t seen him.” “Which fucking wiseass thought they could hold my pet hostage,” Angel says lowly, hands flexing on bag straps. “No one’s holding him hostage,” Cherri snaps at him, curling up on the couch. “No bitch is braindead enough to get in your way when you’ve set your mind on somethin’. But maybe he doesn’t want to go back. Maybe he’s hiding.” “Bitch, if he’s hiding, it’s only ‘cause he hates being in a car,” Angel says, that burning fire-ant sensation starting at the base of his spine in threat. Fuck. It’s possible he’d left the door to his room ajar and that Fat Nuggets had escaped, but it wasn’t like Fat Nuggets to run from Angel like this… “Maybe this means you can take a second to think about your decision,” Vaggie says. “Guess one bitch is braindead enough,” Cherri mutters.
November 29, 2025 at 12:21 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
I’ve written two fics now that incorporate canon song as music, I haven’t read many others yet. When researching how to format/present it, I had a hard time finding many other fics that do it so if anyone has come across any…! Because I’m not even certain what tag to look for.
Charlie stands, taking a few steps toward him, but her eyes catch on something on the ground, and that haunted, barely-keeping-it-together expression from earlier returns. Angel walks closer to see what she’s looking at, and his heart drops. The Sir Pentious sign. Slumping over, Charlie holds KeeKee tighter, and Vaggie comes up beside Charlie to press a comforting hand on her back. They exchange a wordless conversation, and the ache Charlie feels is so visible that Angel feels a new understanding of her commitment to them. “He did it for us.” Angel’s breath catches at the sound of her voice, watching Charlie hug KeeKee as close as she can before letting her down out of her arms so she can go to one knee to touch the sign she’d made. Her words carry magic. He’d heard only hints of it before: the day of her first meeting with Heaven as she’d skipped down the street; when she’d talked about apologizing with Sir Pentious (Angel had even been drawn into its magic that day, teaming up with Vaggie); when she’d realized her mother had covertly used her to recruit for the rebellion against Heaven; and earlier today, when she’d growled after Sir Pentious’ death. Now, it fills every word she utters. “The ultimate sacrifice.” Angel scoffs, turning away from him. Husk lost the souls he owned, big whoop. “I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak,” he snaps, body tensing so hard he curls further in toward himself. Releasing a short laugh that draws Angel’s eyes back to him, Husk stands again and offers a hand to Angel this time and asks, “And you think that makes you unique? Get outta here, man. We’re both losers, baby,” he teases, the melody oddly comforting as he takes two of Angel’s hands in each of him for a few simple ballroom steps. “We’re losers, it’s okay to be a—” “Coked up dick sucking hoe?” Angel asks doubtfully, challenging Husk’s sincerity now. Husk arches a brow, smirking. “Baby, that’s fine by me.” Angel could laugh. Fine. Fine, alright, Husk wants to sell this shit so bad - he’ll see how much he means it when Angel gives him what he wants, when Angel agrees and puts Husk in the same ranking as himself. Angel pulls back, dancing on his own as he sings his own thoughts to the melody Husk had introduced. “I’m a loser, honey - a schmoozer and a dummy, but at least I know I’m not alone,” he croons, bending to level his face to Husk’s. Instead of recoiling, Husk turns and cheekily looks over his shoulder, his back open to Angel. “You’re a loser,” he says, and Angel can’t explain the invitation he feels, but he gives into it, pressing his back to Husk’s as they sing, “Just like me!”
November 29, 2025 at 9:17 AM
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Husk: i believe in Angel but I’m gonna play that close to the vest.
someone, anyone: I’m gonna make the slightest baby implication Angel Dust doesn’t deserve to be believed in.
Husk:
Husk: on second thought—

#Huskerdust #Husk #HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSeason2
November 28, 2025 at 9:53 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
A less-than-comprehensive list of what I’m thankful for this holiday season 💜
Angel Dust on the left winks at Cherri Bomb on the right, both of them smiling while Cherri has her eye closed. Angel holds a Harder Daddy drink. Angel Dust stands in front of an oncoming train that has a blinding light approaching. Husk sits behind him with airplane ears. Vaggie floes in from the left with her arms out to grab them both. Their backs are to us. Husk hangs suspended in the air with wings spread and purple smoke behind him, surrounded by a ring of cards while the 10 of diamonds card flies toward the camera. A dice themes Sinner sits sadly in front of a slot machine that lands on “Loser Baby” slots. Husk stands beside the slot machine, eyes closed and with his fist raised in front of him, elbow bent at a 90 degree angle. A spotlight shines on Husk.
November 27, 2025 at 6:09 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
“Need someone to hand your chips…” #Huskerdust

Husk broke his losin’ streak when he decided to stop fighting alone.

Now we wait for Angel to make that same choice.

#HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSeason2
Husk lays on his front on the ground, held there by Velvette kneeling beside him. They both stare incredulously off screen. Neon outlines of the Huskettes sit above the neon outline of Husk and a building skyline with different gambling motifs such as a number 8 pool ball, poker chips, and dice. Husk holds out a stack of chips toward the camera, an aching emptiness on his face. 4 cards lay on the table. We see up above the table through its surface from a vantage point underneath. the cards face down, facing us, each have a different Huskette on it with text that reads “HOUSE”. the card second from the left has a hand on it, having turned it face up. Husk stares at it, upset, hands pressing to either side of his head. Husk and Cherri look at each other in the frame of a broken window with plants around them, exchanging a satisfied smile. A woozy Angel stands holding his head in the background.
November 26, 2025 at 2:44 PM
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The “a lot” i remembered was the neon scene LMAO but Husk’s eyes glow throughout these two sequences in Love In A Bottle!
November 25, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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Losin’ Streak demo, #Huskerdust fans, has DIFFERENT LYRICS, Y’ALL. ty to @atgcreates.bsky.social for posting about it!! #HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSeason2
November 25, 2025 at 3:27 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
Sam Manson. Danny was also the blorbo but it was mainly her.
November 24, 2025 at 7:51 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
i knew exactly who my top 4 would be, in order. the rest is a fun surprise!
November 23, 2025 at 11:05 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
#Valangel #Huskerdust #HazbinHotel

Found this parallel in season 1 in my notes from last year, and now that season 2 has dropped it hits different.
November 23, 2025 at 5:00 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
some canon compliant contextless #Huskerdust fluff from #iafuwwanam

#HazbinHotel
Angel lowers their joined hands back to the rooftop, looking up at the sky again. “Promises made under the moon of Hell and Heaven’s watchful eye. You think they hold any special power?” “Nah.” Husk looks up too. “Promises only have as much significance as you give ‘em.” He glances over at Angel. “Why did you come out here, anyway? Charlie’s trying to set up a couple more movie nights ‘fore the Extermination, and you’re nowhere to be found. I guess if ya wanted a smoke that no one would be able to smell it…” “Shut up. The night sky is one of the things I miss most about earth,” Angel says, taking in the view. “I always felt too big, too much, like I took up too much space. All those stars…” His throat closes up and he has to swallow to keep talking. “They made me feel smaller. It was comforting. But now the stars are gone.” He blinks hard. It’s been almost a hundred years since he saw them last; alongside Molly, a blue sky, and all the hope an open world could offer that Angel took for granted until it was too late. “At least we still have a moon, but it doesn’t hit the same as stars, y’know?” Husk doesn’t answer. It makes Angel hurry to fill the silence by reaching for levity. “Heh. As a kid I used to dream about becoming one of them. Silly, right?” he says, heart pounding. “You did.” Husk says the words oh so softly. “Become one of them.”
November 21, 2025 at 12:30 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
watching this I was reminded of #Poison but I thought, nah, weren’t those all positions specifically to dissociate from the violence that night?

I went & looked…nothing Angel has is sacred from Vox 💔

Here’s a few positions mirrors during Brighter. #HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSpoilers #hz2 #StaticDust
Vox on the left and Angel Dust on the right each hit three separate poses side by side in three rows. In the first row, they each have one arm is outstretched and the other bends at the elbow so that their hand is at their chin. In the second row, they each cross two arms in an X across their chest; in Angel’s frame, his pose is on a screen behind him to the right while he and Valentino stand clutching at each other to the left. In the third row, they each cross 2 arms in an X above their head with their hip out to the side; Angel curves his body while Vox cocks a hip for a smaller curve.
November 20, 2025 at 6:46 AM
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i initially thought so and thought it boded well but the context (hiding, “exposure”) doesn’t make sense for caffeine, @bunnygoon.bsky.social helped me understand instead:
November 19, 2025 at 10:59 PM
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whereas these two Angel recalls back to them as having reported on them, the latter of which he has a present reaction to when we see the scene earlier on in the season.

and the scene with choking Cherri is closer to these, except the scene with Cherri has even *less* of the hypnosis cues.
November 19, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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Angel’s hypnosis appears to have turned him into a dissociative mic&camera rather than a full puppet unless Vox is actively pressing him in which caae we haven’t seen enough a visual cue each time? idk. idk. like these first two, active communication in real time with Vox;
November 19, 2025 at 6:07 PM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
it makes me wonder if his docility compares at all to how he was at the Tower before getting fed up and moving out, esp given the similarities between Vox&Charlie this season

i think hiding his relapsing is canon? we see Angel with poppers in s2e3, hidden behind him and never referenced by the rest
November 19, 2025 at 5:16 PM
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LITERALLY up until the last minute before the finale I was writing #Huskerdust with heavyyyyyy Valentino presence if you’d like to check it out.

2.3k, titled “á la Enchanted” archiveofourown.org/works/74437291

#HazbinHotel
Valentino licks his lips and leers at Husk. “Does the old gatito like it when Angel’s a poseable little doll? I’ll show you the positions he likes the most~” “Shut the fuck up, I’m nothing like you,” Husk insists, but with Angel standing behind him there’s no room for him to back up when Valentino bends to get in Husk’s face. Large, heart framed lenses reflect the warring intrugue and disgust on Husk’s face back at him, and Husk’s stomach flips again. Valentino lowers his voice. “If there’s anything Angel and I can do, it’s tease out those repressed desires. Go on, then.” Val offers the key between their faces. “Take him with my blessing.” Husk freezes, jaw going slack. “What?” “Go on!” Valentino makes a shooing motion with the key. “I prefer him when he’s mouthing off, and who fucking knows if—” The building trembles under their feet and Valentino’s face flickers. “—when Vox will let him stay that way. But far be it from me to shame your kink, baby, so go on, take him home while he’s still nice and quiet, keep him under as long as you can so you can really get the full experience—”
November 19, 2025 at 10:12 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
well.

did some of us predict it? yeah

does it hurt any less? 😭 no!!!

#AngelDust nation how we doing???

#HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSpoilers #HazbinHotelSeason2 #hz2
Angel Dust grimaces, tears pooling at his eyes where he squeezes them shut. Vox’s claws edge in at the left of the screen.
November 19, 2025 at 9:18 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
And that makes it a little easier to accept support from others who agree that you’ve changed. Charlie has that optimism that’s easy to write off. Husk? He had to be convinced. That’s significant. His conclusion holds WEIGHT.

Not anymore. Not after this.

God I feel for Angel right now. Fuck. FUCK.
Angel Dust squeezes his eyes shut, tears pooling and mouth in a clenched grimace as he fights the tears. Vox slides an arm over his shoulders.
November 18, 2025 at 7:39 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
“I guess you have changed.”
- Husk to Angel Dust

1) dear god this line HURTS with the context of Scream Rain

2) I always fucking THOUGHT Angel’s reaction to this was interesting!!!!

(4 seconds, sound on) #Huskerdust #HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSeason2 #hz2 #HazbinHotelSpoilers CW addiction recovery
November 18, 2025 at 7:39 AM
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Was taking screenshots and figured out that the reason Cherri didn’t notice Angel triggering into a trance next to her was because she was currently getting wrecked over the news that Sir Pentious’ soul had been cleansed and redeemed above them and was therefore still alive. #HazbinHotel #hz2
A hypnotized Angel Dust lays back. In the foreground, Cherri Bomb stares off screen, unpleasantly shocked. A hypnotized Angel Dust lays back and blinks hard. In the foreground, Cherri Bomb stares off screen, unpleasantly shocked. A hypnotized Angel Dust lays back after having cleared the visible hypnosis from his eyes, looking in the same direction as Cherri Bomb does. In the foreground, Cherri stares off screen, unpleasantly shocked. Charlie Morningstar and Vaggie on the foreground on the left. In the background, a shocked Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb stare at them.
November 18, 2025 at 3:06 AM
unholyangeldust.bsky.social
Husk wasn’t mad that he lost, Husk was mad that he was CHEATED.

#LoveInABottle #HazbinHusk #HazbinHotel #HazbinHotelSpoilers #hz2
A ball flies off screen as part of an animation screen transition into the middle cup held by the dealer Huskette. Three other smiling Huskettes stand beside the dealer. Husk stares hard at it. A ball is shown inside the middle cup held by the dealer Huskette. Three other smiling Huskettes stand beside the dealer. Husk stares hard at it. The dealer Huskette holds their hand on the middle cup face down. Three other smiling Huskettes stand beside the dealer. Husk stares hard at the middle cup and points at it. The dealer Huskette lifts the empty middle cup. Three other smiling Huskettes stand beside the dealer. Husk snarls, enraged.
November 17, 2025 at 5:43 AM