Pppppsssst - there's a new chapter of I Can Only Blame Myself coming out tomorrow 👀♥️💛 (and we're gonna ignore the fact that I haven't updated since July of last year 😅)
It's a really cute chapter. Trust me.
#rosegoldau #angeldust #overlordhusk #hazbinhotel #fanfiction
Angel Dust, in a pink dress, is kneeling between Husk as an Overlord and Valentino, a collar around his neck and two chains coming from it, one gold in Husks hand and one pink in Valentinos hand
Turning to the door, which was still open, Angel paused to look at the mirror again. The hoodie and boots hide most of his injuries, but without the hood pulled up, he could see his fucked-up hair, the bruises and cuts, and the numb look in his eyes. And for a moment, Angel had the strong urge to stay, to curl back on the bed and once again pretend this didn’t happen. Because... Because I don’t have anywhere to go. That’s how Valentino got him to sign that stupid contract. Because before Val, he was all alone in hell, and he hated it. Cherri was his best friend, but she was wild and free and not entirely dependable. He didn’t know where any of his family was, though some of them must have died of at least old age at this point, but they probably thought him a major disappointment even if they were in fucking Hell with him. And then Val had been there, a new demon just wanting to make something of himself, and Angel thought they were in love and wanted to help… “Don’t you want to be with me forever, amorcito?” Well, look where that got him. But it didn’t mean he was gonna lose the only good thing Val had given him. Taking a shuddering breath, Angel made himself smile, which looked so off with his beaten-up face that he looked away from the mirror, pulled up his hood, and slipped through the open door, shutting it softly behind. Move, push it down, keep going. Repeat. One step at a time. Run.
Having enough, Angel runs from one Overlord into the arms of another. Now two of the most powerful Overlords in Pentagram City hold on his soul. Who will get to keep it? #rosegoldau 🩷💛
#huskerdust #husk #angeldust #valentino #hazbinhotel
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Art by @/qingwadrawz
I swear this last chapter of I Can Only Blame Myself is the hardest I’ve ever had to write. I hope people enjoy it, hopefully it’ll go up mid January when I plan to start updating more consistently again! #inkwrites #rosegoldau #huskerdust
“Angel-” When Angel lifted his head, he saw Husk look at him with concern, worry. Things he didn’t really deserve. “The only time I got a chance to escape was when my sister let me dress in her clothes,” babbled Angel, tears burning his eyes and blurring his vision. Fuck, he was ugly crying. “She’d do my makeup and style my hair and we’d go out on the town… people thought I was a girl. Not that I ever thought I was a girl, but it was nice to feel so pretty. I liked being pretty.” Angel brought up a hand to wipe at his eyes, but the tears kept coming, and god his nose was starting to drip, making him sniffle. “God, I’m sorry.” “Hey, it’s okay, Legs.” One of the hands resting over his hands pulled away, there was a small poof, and a bright red handkerchief was held in his line of vision. “Here.” “Do you -” Angel’s laugh was a little teary as he took it, a touch warm like it was held against Husk’s chest, and wiped at his eyes and nose. “Do you always carry around a handkerchief? Even when you wear sweats?” That made Husk chuckle. “You know, a good magician always has to have a few on hand.” Despite the ache in his chest and the fresh tears rolling down his cheeks, that made Angel smile. “Thought that was clowns.” “Hey, don’t compare me to those bozos. Magic is classy, thank you.” Giggling, Angel couldn’t help but lean into Husk, sprawling across the couch, and as his head rested on Husk’s chest, he swore he heard a tiny hitch of his breath. “Okay, Husky. You’re real classy, hanging out with a whore on your day off.” A beat, and Husk’s large paw was resting on his upper arm, his thumb stroking it slowly in a way that made Angel have to hold back a shiver. “Is this where I say you’re my favorite whore?” rumbled Husk, Angel’s eyes fluttering at the feeling of that deep voice reverberating through the chest he was resting on.
A little snippet of the next chapter of I Can Only Blame Myself #rosegoldau that I thought was super cute and just had to share.
UGH the way I want them to kiss already and yet it's my fault they haven't yet. 😭
#angeldust #husk #huskerdust #overlordhusk #hazbinhotel #wip
