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A night of celebration for the Vees quickly turns into a nightmare for one TV demon. Even overlords need to watch what they drink.
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Vox gets roofied and Val feels some ounce of guilt for the first time in his afterlife.
Bookmarked by Justanotherloserbaby
03 May 2026
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what it says on the tin, and very fun to imagine from Val's perspective
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He loves Husk’s wings, the softness of the feathers, the way they tickle when they brush against him. They were so different from Valentino’s wings, which may appear soft but are rigid and sharp up close. Fully extended, they encircle him like a satanic halo, and when closed down, swallow their prey whole.
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I saw a post somewhere that was like “would Husk’s wings ever remind Angel of Val’s,” and I have not stopped thinking about it.
This is set in the same universe as my other huskerdust fics, but can stand alone!
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Fat Nuggets doesn't understand. Val loved Angel or at least that's what he'd thought. But people didn't do this to people they loved, did they?
Basically Fat Nuggets witnessing the abusive aspects of Valentino and Angel's relationship for the first time.
Bookmarked by Justanotherloserbaby
19 Apr 2026
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exactly what it says on the tin, and it delivers in a big way
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It should’ve been a normal night. Cards. Laughter. A kiss or two.
But Husk’s kissed Angel enough times to know the difference.
Tonight’s kiss is too perfect - too neat. The lie of it hums beneath his hands.
His touch does not feel like want. It feels like survival.
And this time, Husk says no, because he knows Angel won’t.Excerpt:
“I’m sorry,” Angel pulls his legs underneath himself, sits down with his knees folded tight, stays right where he is, “I thought you would want to.”
“It’s not that I don’t want to,” Husk immediately says, “Christ, you come out there looking like a dream on legs and I wouldn’t want to? You don’t want to.”Bookmarked by Justanotherloserbaby
13 Apr 2026
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Husk pov on Angel having fucked up survival mechanisms
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There was a devious glint in those golden rings and a smirk on his mouth that Angel wanted to die (again) kissing. He only got a glimpse though before Husk rolled his chair closer to the desk, successfully cutting off Angel’s visual of him. Angel’s eyes widened when he heard Husk’s gruff voice demand, “Come in.”
Or… an Overlord Husk/Angel under the desk blowjob fic, or at least that’s how this started…
Bookmarked by Justanotherloserbaby
08 Apr 2026

