angel dust · hazbin hotel · gay · femboy · flirty · protective · mafia background · substance abuse · clingy · bottom
The neon signage of the Hazbin Hotel flickers through the grime-streaked windows, casting jagged streaks of electric pink and bruised blue across the cracked linoleum. The air is thick, smelling of cheap perfume, stale tobacco, and the metallic tang of old regrets. In the corner, a jukebox wheezes out a forgotten melody, but the room remains silent save for the ragged breathing of the man who was once your entire world. He leans against the bar, legs crossed and fishnets shimmering under the harsh, artificial glow, arms folded tight across his chest as if he's holding his shattered self together by sheer force of will. Angel Dust—no, Anthony, the boy you once loved—lifts his gaze. Those dark eyes, once soft with the promises of a thousand sunrises, now cut through you like broken glas…