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Angel Dust x Satan!M!Reader

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Word count: ~1.6K

TW: Talk about what Valentino has done to Angel Dust. Angel and Val's extremely toxic relationship.

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Angel's eyes flapped open slowly as the light shined through the curtains of his room at the hotel. For once in his afterlife he felt well rested. He felt so safe and warm cuddling up to his new boyfriend. If only Valentino could be this nice. Valentino. Angel's mind began racing at the thought of his cruel boss, a man that had made him suffer so much, and he would have to go back to him today. Every day until the end of time, or until Angel died. Again.

"Stop thinking about Val." You said as you pat the top of your boyfriend's head. "He's not here. I am. You're safe with me, you know that right?" Angel felt your hands on his face, lightly caressing him, so soft, so caring. "Of course I trust you."

"Good" You kissed him deeply as you swiftly picked him up bridal style. He let out a little squeak at your actions. "Don't worry my little divine being, I won't drop you."

You suddenly turned into a smaller man. A man named Saturn. That's the fake name you had gone for as it was kind of close to your real one. No one could know you were Satan. What would happen if it was revealed that the most powerful of hells beings, second only to Lucifer himself, was staying at a hotel for redemption and was dating a sinner? Hell would be chaos, well, more than it already is anyway.

"I love Saturn and all, but I really wish I could see your real face more often." Angel presses a light kiss to your cheek. "I do too honey, I really wish I could be myself but you know what could happen if people found out about us. It could get real dangerous."

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You and Angel walked down the steps of the hotel towards the bar where Husk was cleaning glasses.

You and Angel sat on the stools at the bar. As he was rabbling on you couldn't stop yourself from staring at him. His pretty face, beautiful hair, big eyes, and that cute little chest fluff. He was perfect. If only you could truly be with him.

Your train of thought gets interrupted by Angel's phone going off. "Guess I got to get to work." He stared down at his phone sadly, defeated. "Bye Sweetums." He kisses your forehead and heads for the door.

"You really hate Val don't you?" Husk utters, wiping a shot glass down. "What makes you say that?" "Your claws are out and you're ruining my counter." You look down to see both your hands ripping into the counters wood. "Oh sorry. I just- I hate him." Your eyes glowed red. You wished you could rip the head off that disgusting moth. There's nothing wrong with lust (you are good friends with Asmodeus) as long as it's consensual. And Val was anything but.

"Why do you care so much? Angel's just a fling." Husk said starring at your enraged state. "What no! I- well- I- I love him ok?! And I can't keep seeing Val rip my boyfriend apart over and over again!" You love him. You just said it. Husk stared at you with a knowing smirk. "Look, I get you love him and you want to keep him safe but there ain't nothing you can do about a soul contract. He's stuck with Val. Forever." Husk frowned, of course he knew about deals with souls, he made one.

Suddenly an idea comes into your brain. "But what if the contract was broken?" Husk looked at you strangely. "There ain't no way to break a soul contract." "But what is they could be? Would that free him? Would he truly be safe?" You muttered more to yourself then Husk. "Well yeah? But like I said, there ain't no wa-" You put your hand over his mouth. "But what if I could do it? What if I could break the contract?"

"You can't."

"But what if I could?"

"You can't"

"But what if I could?"

"You ca- YOU CAN NOT! Soul contracts don't just break, they just don't. It's better to just give up now."

You could do it. I mean, you're LITERAL SATAN. YOU are the contractor. All soul contracts get run by you. That's your job. You remember when you first came across Angel's contract. You thought nothing of it, just another hopeless sinner who needed a job. Just another hopeless sinner you were now deeply in love with. You could do it. If Valentino willingly showed you Angel's contract, it was over. One touch and the contract would be gone, reduced to ashes and Angel would be free. But everyone would know who you really are. Only one person could break contracts, only one. Satan. Your reputation would be tarnished.

But you would do ANYTHING for the one you love.

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Angel was tired, he had already filmed three intense scenes and Val only wanted more, just like always.

"Alright my little Angel, you'll be filming one more scene and then you'll come to my office ok?"

Oh god not his office, never his office. Angel couldn't count the amount of unhappy memories he's had in that office. Angel wanted his boyfriend, his real boyfriend, not Val.

"Is there a problem Angel Dust?" Val sneered. "No, no, not at all Val, everything's fine." "Alright then, why wait? Let's go to my office now."

Panic hit Angel like a truck. "Wait now?! I thought I had another scene to film?!" Angel was almost hyperventilating. He couldn't go in there with Val, he couldn't. Not again.

"You said there was no problem. Let's GO!" Val roughly grabs Angels arm and yanks it towards him. "You better behave Ang, you wouldn't want to hurt my feelings would you?" Val looked at him with a disturbing smile. Angel looked into those bright red bug eyes, he was scared, really scared. Scared just like he was when Val made that deal with him.

"Excuse me." Val and Angel looked to the side and found you standing there. "Sata-Saturn what are you doing here?" Angel says. "You know this guy?" Val released Angels wrist and walked towards you. "I'm Val, well you definitely already know me so... Angel said your name was what, Saturn? That's quite a strange name for a sinner." Val held his hand out for you to shake, you just starred at it with your arms crossed. "Well, um, you must be here for a job right? Angel must of told you about me!" Val said as he retracted his hand. "I actually came here because I wanted to take my boyfriend back home."

"What in the hell are you doing?!" Angel whispered to you as he held your arm, almost trying to hide from Val. Valentino noticed this. "Your HIS boyfriend? MY Angels boyfriend? That's a funny joke." Val said almost as a threat, 'it better be a joke.'

"Oh it's no joke. And Angel isn't yours." You stood protectively in front of him. "Oh! But he is. He is MINE. FOREVER." Val says, starting to get angry.

"Baby, you should go..." Angel said from behind you, clutching the back of your shirt with all his hands.

"Yeah, you should listen to him Saturn." Val smirked down at you.

"Let me see it." You utter, holding your hand out in front of you.

"See what?" Val crosses his arms and sneers at you. Looking at you up and down. Judging.

"Let me see the contract that has Angel tied to you. One look at it and I'll leave you alone, forever. You have my word."

Val looks at you suspiciously. "Sure, whatever." He makes the contract apear right in front of you.

You reach out for it and pretend to read over it, but all you could really stare at was the signature at the bottom.

"Well?! Are you happy know? LEAVE!" Val says. He was getting angry. His little play thing had a boyfriend? Who was interrupting his job? What a little BRAT!

"Actually.... I was thinking something a little.... different." Suddenly the contract set ablaze in blue fire, the paper disintegrating.

"WHAT?!?" Val stepped back. HOW?! How was that possible?! How could you do tha- "You're not REALLY named Saturn are you?"

Val could barely get that sentence out before you pushed him to the ground. "You are a pest Valentino. And I'm not afraid to CRUSH you."

Your eyes turned beep red, you gained back your height, long red horns like a ram came out of your head.

"YOU stay AWAY from MY BOYFRIEND! If I EVER see you near him again, you will see the full strength of wrath, you disgusting bug!"

Val stares at you in fear, laying on his elbows, tying to crawl away from you.

"Whoa, whoa! Don't kill 'im baby!" Angel set his hand on your shoulder. Looking back at him all you could see was the man you loved. The FREE man you loved.

"Lets get out of here."

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"You sure that was a good idea? People know who you are now." Angel said, cuddling into your side as you both sat on the hill of the Hazbin Hotel, looking over the rest of hell.

"That's ok with me. You mean more to me than some stupid reputation I barely cared about in the first place." You pressed both your hands to the sides of his face. "No matter what happens I will always be there with you. Through Earth, Hell, Hay! Even heaven if Charlie's plan works out!" You plant a gentle kiss to his lips.

"I love you for eternity my darling."

"I love you too big guy."

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Cough Serum (Regulus Black x GN!reader)

~ Authors note: My first fic woo!

~ Summery: You meet a curious boy in the potion's classroom.

~ Warning: One swear word, talk of Regulus's childhood. No use of Y/N.

~ Word count: 1k

~ Category: Fluff

You were wondering around the Hogwarts grounds, heading for the potion's classroom as Professor Slughorn had given your class an assignment on calming draught that you had still yet to complete.

You walk into the empty potion's classroom placing your cauldron on one of the stoves, turning it on as the water slowly starts bubbling.

The potions classroom had always been quite gloomy in your opinion. Nothing good ever happened here. Nosey Ravenclaws were always snarky about how good they were, Hufflepuffs were often sensitive to the smoke the potions would create, Gryffindors blew things up and well, Slytherins were mean.

You had never known any Slytherins that didn't preach about blood purity and were anything other than rude and think themselves to be better than everyone else.

As you pick out some lavender and peppermint from the shelf you see a boy around your age walk into the classroom.

With a green and silver tie. A Slytherin. Great! You think sarcastically.

He looks at you with a scowl, as if your mere existence was offending him.

Placing his cauldron on a stove near yours he walks right up to you. Your breath got trapped in your lugs, he was so close you were scared that if you breathed out your chests would touch.

"You're in my way." He says calmly still keeping that scowl from earlier.

The lavender and peppermint clutched in your fists against your chest suddenly becomes apparent. You were standing right in front of the cabinet that held most of the ingredients needed for calming draught.

"I'm sorry." You spoke softly as you looked at your feet and moved out of the way. The look he has been giving you seems to get slightly softer.

It had been a while since your little scuffle with the Slytherin boy (if you could even call it that).

Time seemed to go on forever, a mere thirty minutes felt like an eternity in this dusty, cramped room. The walls felt like they were closing in as the uncomfortable silence between you and the boy you couldn't stop yourself form admiring was dense.

Could you blame yourself? This boy was beautiful. His dark grey eyes that you couldn't stop yourself from wanting to get lost in, and his curly black hair that looked so soft. You wondered if he had a spell for making his hair look so silky.

"Staring is rude you know." A deep voice woke you up from your daydream. "OH! I-I'm sorry." You quickly looked down at your potion in embarrassment. 'Did I seriously just stutter?' This boy was more influential on you than you had previously thought.

"Do I have something on my face?" The deep voice of the boy speaks again as he tries wiping an invisible substance from his face. "No, don't worry there isn't anything on your face." You say as you look up from you cauldron. "Why were you looking at me then?" What do you respond to that? Admit that you had been staring at his lovely face? "Well, I was... um... Thinking about your potion!" It comes out louder than you had intended it to. He looks at you strangely. "Sorry. I was just thinking that your potion looked much better than mine." You give him a light smile as you mix your potion that was definitively the wrong colour.

"Peppermint. It's the peppermint. You put too much of it, that's why your potion is green." He deadpans as he looks at you. "Really but here it says you need three cloves of it!" You grab your potions textbook and sit next to him. "See?" You point to the part where it says three cloves. "That's for cough serum," He turns the page, "This is for calming drought." You look in between the book and your cauldron. "You're telling me I've been making cough serum this whole time?" You both exchange a blank look.

"Shit." You say as you rest your forehead on the table in front of you. "It's going to take me forever to finish this!" The ticking of the clock makes you look at it. "And it's due in two hours." You say as you comb your fingers through your hair, knowing you won't have the time to restart a whole new potion in that amount of time.

Unbeknownst to you, the boy sitting in the stool right next to you was looking at you with worry. His grey eyes clouding with the need to help. But why? He had never helped anyone in his life why would he now help a stranger from (your house)?

Before he could even think straight, he placed a hand on your back. "You can take some of mine for Slughorns class, I made too much anyway." The look of pure admiration and thanks you sent the boy made him feel like he was going to pass out. How could someone be so happy because of him? He had never made anyone happy before.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" You launched yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck in a tight hug. He froze, 'What is this? What's happening?' You slowly pulled back, "I simply cannot thank you enough!"

A lone bottle laying on the desk was used as you filled it with his potion. "What's your name anyway? I feel like I need to say it to truly thank you." Your voice suddenly makes him wake from his own mind. "Oh-um, It's Regulus." He didn't know why he didn't tell you his last name. Maybe he subconsciously hoped you would never find out about his family.

You swivel your seat to look at him, "Thank you very much Regulus. This means a lot to me. You are un incredible potions master. I am officially in your dept." Regulus looks at you with a shocked expression. He thought to himself, had anyone every thanked him for anything he had ever done? Or tell him that he was good at something? His parents surely didn't.

"it's no problem." The small smile he gives you almost makes you melt. This boy was truly something.

The ticking of the clock made you jump out of your seat in shock. "Sorry Reggie! I've got to go get my other books before class starts!" You scramble to pick up all your things and start running to get out of the class.

"Wait! I never got your name!" He proclaimed but you didn't hear him as you were already out the door.

He starred at the door as if you would suddenly appear there. He wanted to see you again. See your bright eyes as they stare at him.

Guess he'll have to take you up on the dept you owe him.