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You look… Nice.
(I listened to green dress from tick tick boom)
Angel Dust, the name Valentino gave him after he heard how he died. Val thought it was so funny. Angel remembered laughing dryly, wondering if this meant he'd forget his real name.
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The mischaracterization of Angel as a helpless uwu smol bean gives me ideas sometimes for other characters assuming the same
It means nothing. Husk thinks this as he watches Angel Dust gently take the bottle from his shaking hand. It means nothing. Husk knows as Angel Dust guides him up the stairs and into his room. It means nothing. Husk wonders as Angel Dust pulls the covers over him, and slides a bucket next to his bed.
Of course it could mean everything, the way Angel Dust runs his fingers through his fur, from a chair beside his bed. Of course it could mean everything, the way Angel Dust's smile is gentle and soft compared to the one that haunts his vision. Of course it could mean everything, the way Husk can't stop himself from pulling his best friend into bed with him, curling around him like a scared child.
Husk's thoughts forget meanings as his head rises and falls with each breath Angel Dust takes. A gentle purring fills the room, as Husk finally closes his eyes at peace for the first time in months.
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sketch of da boys♡
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Husk is a specialist in making Angel nervous 👀♥️✨️
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Cuddle night🩷✨
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I was going for 1970s Archie comic vibes. Idk if I succeeded though.
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sometimes instead of “why can’t they just be friends” i think it should be “why can’t they also be friends” because sometimes shipping feels much too much like forcing two pretty characters to kiss and be intimate without actually being interested in the dynamic the two people have. what about hanging out together. what about why they like being in each others company. what do they argue about. how do they patch things up. what do they laugh about.
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Happy Pride Month!!
Have some gay demons being stupidly in love 🏳️🌈
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Husk Flustering the Hell Outta Angel Dust, pages 3-5!
Angel goes for the flirt, trying to be cute
Husk pulls an Uno Reverse!
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Happy Pride month luvs uvu)
ill be making this illustration into an art print for my etsy,so if your interested keep an eye out for when i announce it
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You know those moments when a character is having a confrontation with someone they dislike but then they see or hear someone who immediately makes their eyes soften?
I live for those moments.
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Consider: Husk and Angel have been dating for not long, but they’re working on figuring out what physical affection would look like between them since their Situations make everything regarding touch and boundaries different than an average relationship. But Angel is Angel, so he fully expects Husk to bring up sex any day now. Because they’ve been dating for a month and clearly that means they’re long overdue for a fuck, promises of taking it slow be damned. Husk is a man so it must be what he wants most, right?
And as the days go on, Angel realizes that Husk is just. Staring at him at times. Looking shy like he wants to ask something, and Angel’s thinking yeah, this is it. He’s gotten impatient, Husk is gonna make a move any second now. Which is fine! Angel expected it, really. He’s hard to resist, it was only a matter of time before Husk got bored and wanted to move on. He’s already been much more gentle than any other lover he’s had, so he can just suck it up. It’s fine.
Eventually, after Husk staring at him and opening his mouth a dozen times before closing it again with Angel pretending not to notice, Husk finally actually speaks up. He’s practically whispering when he finally goes “…Angel?”
Angel tries to act like his heart isn’t beating out of his chest. “Yeah?”
“Can I-…” Husk swallows. “…Can I pet your hair?”
Angel just blinks at him for much longer than he’d care to admit. “Like…pull it?”
Husk looks completely baffled by the response. He shakes his head, and Angel can barely see a tint of red underneath his fur. “No, just…pet it. It looks so soft, I wanna run my fingers through it.”
Angel takes a moment to process the request, but he’s smiling wide when he nods in agreement.
And that’s how Angel ends up with his head in Husk’s lap, half asleep as Husk lightly scratches at his scalp, with only the faint sound of purring traveling through the room.
What would huskerdust look like if they were human teenagers and met in high school and were relatively closer in age? Oh honey, I've been dying for you to ask.