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There were very few things Husk hated more than waking up in the morning with a hangover. On that shortlist was waking up to Alastor making coffee in his kitchen with a job application in hand.
A human AU where Husk is a disgraced former jazz bar owner, Alastor has a Podcast discussing the Arts, and the New York Ballet Academy is in desperate need of a piano accompanist. Husk finds himself caught in the orbit of the Academy's most vicious instructor, Valentino, and his golden student, Anthony. Alastor wants corporate secrets. Valentino wants perfection. Husk just wants to get through the day without a drink.
A story about old debts, toxic perfectionism, and cruelty wearing perfume.
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“This is going to end in bloodshed, isn’t it, Angel?”
“We weren’t meant to last,” Angel said after a long silence, voice small but firm, “We never were.”
After the Vees' alliance crumbles, the Tower is stripped of Vox's static. In the silence, Valentino reverts to what he knows best: the studio, the stretch, and the suffocating intimacy of the past—the terrifying tenderness of a director obsessed with his final muse.
Angel finds that muscle memory is the hardest habit to break, and that stepping back into the center of Valentino’s frame feels dangerously like coming home.
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“You’re not really playing it cool, are you?” Angel said, but she was still smiling that same little smile, a flash of a golden tooth behind her perfectly pink lips. Husk couldn’t deny she wanted to kiss the gloss right off of them. But she played it innocent.
“Not sure I know what you mean,”
“Yeah, right,” Angel said, turning her body fully towards Husk, eyes trailing down her body as if she was reading her, and Husk opened her arms to let it happen. Grinning. Angel’s smile widened. “The whole cool cat behavior is transparent as fuck. Let me guess, baby, you flash the girls a smile and they fall at your feet? I’m not that easy.”
(spoiler: she is that easy, and they have sex and it is great.)
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- Part 2 of Lesbian Huskerdust
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When Husk quit drinking, he promised himself a quiet life: no liquor, no noise, no drama. His tattoo studio keeps him steady, his art keeps him grounded, and the Hazbin Café next door knows his order by heart. He has his interns, his friends, the small community he’s built around ink and morning coffee — it’s enough. It’s peaceful.
Then Anthony walks in, all pink coats and nervous smiles, asking for magnolias to cover what love left behind. What starts as a commission becomes something slower, softer: easy conversations, quick-fire banter, and the dangerous return of warmth.
Some things can’t be rushed — not tattoos, not recovery, not love.
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Angel should perhaps not be so comfortable in the presence of the very Overlord that held a personal kill record in Hell. But Angel generally had a pretty bad taste in men and an even worse case of curiosity. It wasn’t a mystery to Angel why he kept coming back.
Post-Season 2. Angel is vibrating with the lingering static of Vox’s hypnosis, and the noise is becoming deafening. Alastor, who despises the dissonance, offers a solution. Not a deal, not a favor, and certainly not kindness.
Alastor requires a silent room. Angel requires a place where the world stops spinning.
It’s not redemption. It’s housekeeping.Series
- Part 2 of Sleeping Spider
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Misunderstandings, dashed expectations and the sweet little lies we tell ourselves to make them better - this is nothing new for Valentino, a moth who has always found himself hopelessly drawn to flame.
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One of the many times Valentino tries to justify Vox’s behavior. Takes place 5 years into their partnership.
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08 Dec 2025
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Every Friday at The Mirage by Sirens_scales
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon), Helluva Boss (Web Series)
02 Jan 2025
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Husk is a down on his luck drunk who’s running out of money and second chances when he lands a job at The Mirage, the last queer speakeasy still standing in 1937 New York City. It’s a decent job and nothing more—until Friday night, when he first catches sight of the club’s star dancer, Angel, and an instant attraction threatens to turn his whole world upside down.
Angel is juggling two lives, a mob boss’s son by day and a cabaret dancer under the thumb of a cruel pimp by night. He loves the crowds, the glamor, the excitement, but he pays a heavy price for all of it, a price nobody but the new bartender seems to see.
Both men have the odds stacked against them, but they can’t help but be drawn to each other. Still, after the cards they’ve been dealt, it’s hard to believe in happy endings. Can coked out whores and washed up drunks like them ever really make it out of the gutter?
A Huskerdust-centric human AU set in 1930s New York.
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- Part 1 of The Mirage
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02 Dec 2025
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losing my mind over this actually
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He isn’t expecting the way Valentino walks, for some reason. Maybe it’s the extra limbs. Maybe it’s the wings. Maybe it’s the heels. Vox had skipped briefly through a few of the slut’s movies, for research, and isn’t expecting the way Valentino moves in person to feel so…
Different.
“…You must be my four o’clock,” he says, standing and offering a hand. Oh, shit, he’s huge. Valentino towers over him, easily would without the stripper heels. Vox is not afraid of heights.
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(in the same universe as "Hail, Horrors, Hail," but absolutely not necessary to read for this one)
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- Part 2 of and on my deathbed, all I'll see is you
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25 Nov 2025
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When he grabs Vox again, Vox doesn't come easy—he lashes out blindly with claws and rakes them across Val's cheek, opening a thin gash, and Val grunts as he seizes both of Vox's wrists with his two lower hands and takes hold of Vox's shoulders with his upper ones. Sparks prickle against his skin, sharp and biting, but Vox isn't trying to electrocute him—he's just vibrating like one large livewire, overloading just like the machine beside them.
"No—no, don't fucking—you can't—"
Vox struggles, jerking against Val's grip, breath coming in desperate, labored gasps. Val doesn't let go. Because that was never really the question, was it?
There is no world in which Val lets him go.
Or: Valentino handles Vox's crashout a little differently.
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23 Nov 2025
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i love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me by princetore
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
26 Aug 2024
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“Owning a gun for the hell of it isn’t the same as knowing how to use it.” One hand leaves her and another slides down to grope her arse. She slaps it away absent-mindedly and tries aiming at the sheep girl’s eye for shits and giggles. Blame Vox, the looping red and black circles remind her of bullseyes. “Did you ever point it at anyone or did you just hold it to your own head to jerk off, hm?”
Or; Velvette gets shooting lessons from Valentino, and Vox likes to watch. A day in the afterlife of Hell's worst polycule.
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09 Nov 2025