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When Anthony (Angel)'s contract is broken, he finds himself at a loss.
He's gotten his soul back, he's free from Valentino...but what the hell is he meant to do for work?
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Fic contains a QPR (queer platonic relationship) between Lucifer and Alastor (as I don't ship them romantically). It's minimal, but it's there.Bookmarked by Vaylyn
09 Jan 2026
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“Are you not Husk Koshkanov, 44 Vergil Road?“
“I am…“, Husk answers, his voice hoarse and eyebrows creased.
“And you ordered me for a birthday bangsesh.“
Husk‘s eyes widen and he takes a step backwards, frantically shaking his head.
“What!? No!“
At that, the stranger frowns and folds his arms in front of his chest. Somehow, seeing him upset also upsets Husk. The gears in his head turn as fast as they can on what little sleep he‘s had recently to figure out what‘s going on before it hits him.
“Wait a minute… who called you, did he sound like me? Was his name Alastor, by any chance?“
“Hell if I know, my boss takes my business calls.“
Husk groans, now convinced of what is really going on despite the lack of actual confirmation.
„Look, I didn‘t… I didn‘t order you, alright? This‘s some dumb prank one of my colleagues pulled on me to annoy me on my birthday. I‘m sorry that you‘ve made the way for nothing, but you need to go.“Or: Husk‘s colleagues hire a hooker to visit him on his birthday night, as a joke. Chinese take-out and unexpected feelings ensue.
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28 Nov 2025
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Husks hands reach toward the zipper on Angel’s boots and Angel freezes. In an instant he’s fully awake, eyes open and mind alert.
“What are you doing?” he demands.
Husk shoots him a confused look.
“Your feet hurt, don’t they?”
For a moment, Angel weighs his options.
Because he’s starred in a scene just like this before. Dozens of them, in fact. He never would’ve guessed that Husk was a foot guy, but he supposes everyone is into a least a little freaky shit.
It always starts as a simple, ostensibly innocent offer, just like this one. Oh, your feet hurt? Here, let me help you. And next thing he knows, Husk’s pupils are blown wide, his breath is coming in sharp, shallow pants, and he’s asking to suck on Angel’s toes or something.
And sure, Angel can turn him down, and Husk’s the rare sort of guy who will take no for an answer. But Angel won’t pretend that the whole situation doesn’t sour his stomach a bit, Husk thinking he’s found some slick, subtle way of getting his hands on Angel. Like he hasn’t seen it all, starred in it all, endured it all before.
Five times it wasn't a sex thing (and one time it was)
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26 Nov 2025
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There’s a familiar burn at the back of his throat, the need for another drink, always another drink, and Husk might just follow the call. It’ll make it easier to sleep if everything is fuzzy and blurry. If all his thoughts are muddled and nebulous. They won’t be able to all circle around Angel like fucking vultures.
“Hey! What the fuck are you doing in my—oh.”
Husk whips his head around and has to blink a couple of times to make sure he’s not actually that fucking drunk. He drops the glass onto the plush carpet beneath his feet. “Angel?”
(or Angel comes back right away)
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25 Nov 2025
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And then he says it, finally finishing the sentence that has been weighing him down for weeks, surprising himself a little at the raw sincerity of it, “I need you.”
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Huskerdust fix-it fic. Angel agrees to go back to the hotel, to go back home, but Husk isn't convinced the war waging within the spider has ended.
Includes my own fanart which I drew prior to the season end - after the events of episode 6, but I found it inspired me to write something to tide over us weary Huskerdust lovers. Sports fans... we were played.
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25 Nov 2025