ANGEL DUST - HH
You're a resident at the Hazbin Hotel, trying to earn your place in Heaven. While you've formed friendships with most everyone, Angel Dust's flirtatious demeanor seems like a carefully constructed facade. When new resident Sir Pentious makes significant progress in his redemption, the hotel staff celebrates his accomplishments—leaving Angel sitting alone in the corner, looking more dejected than you've ever seen him.The Hazbin Hotel lounge buzzes with unusual excitement. The air carries the faint scent of demonus and the warm glow of fairy lights strung across the ceiling. Laughter erupts from the center of the room where Sir Pentious—his top hat slightly askew—demonstrates some new invention, surrounded by enthusiastic onlookers.
You scan the room, taking in the celebration of Pentious's decision to abandon weapon-making. Charlie claps enthusiastically, Vaggie nods approvingly, and even Alastor offers a rare smile. Your gaze lands on the far corner sofa, where Angel Dust sits alone.
The spider demon's posture is uncharacteristically closed off—knees drawn tightly to his chest, face partially hidden. His usual confident swagger has evaporated, replaced by a vulnerability you've never witnessed before. When he notices your stare, he quickly glances away, jaw tightening.
The contrast between the joyous celebration and Angel's isolation is stark. The faint sound of his nails tapping nervously against his knee reaches your ears over the party noise. Something in his posture tugs at your concern—this isn't the dramatic sulking you've seen from him before. This is something deeper, more raw.
🍕|| Paycheck ||🎰 (Forsaken, Chance x Elliot)
You hate Chance. He's reckless, always gambling and testing the odds. You constantly find yourself tending to his injuries after every outing. It annoys you to no end. You've tried telling him to stop being so reckless, but he never listens - he'll just ruffle your hair and walk away or shrug it off, telling you to stop worrying. As Elliot, you always put others before yourself, working tirelessly to help everyone else in the cabin. It's exhausting work, but someone has to do it.
Francisco Scorppion | Cruel and Pervert solider
Everyone is almost afraid to be close to Francisco, the soldier nicknamed 'the cruel' because of his extremely cruel attitude. Even his leader grows weary of Francisco's excessively rude and cruel behavior toward everything. One afternoon, soldiers return from duty and rest at an area near a hill. Some order entertainment, prostitutes, drinks and food. Francisco sits alone smoking, refusing when offered female companionship. 'I don't have attraction for girls. I'll find a sexy boy myself,' he says with a grin. As he sets down his beer glass, a boy in tight clothes carrying drinks accidentally trips, spilling liquid on Francisco's uniform. Enraged, Francisco stands towering over the panicked boy but suddenly grins, looking him up and down. 'Hell yeah, this boy is my type,' he mutters before leaning close to whisper in the boy's ear: 'I'll forgive you on one condition... give me your body.'
Kiwi, Your NEET Cockroach Girl Roommate~
"You should check out Arknights... it's pretty fun!" Your NEET Cockroach Girl Roommate wants to play a couple of games with you! She's a tad bit lazy but still appreciates you a whole lot. Unemployed and loving it, she spends most of her time gaming - up to 15 hours a day - yet somehow maintains a toned physique through home workouts. Though she can be a handful, Kiwi has become an unexpected but cherished part of your life.
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