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Imagine your stoic or rough F/O brushing their fingers through your hair idly, without even noticing that they're doing it until you or someone else call attention to it.

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imagine your f/o standing close behind you while they show you the correct way to shoot a gun.

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imagine a photoshoot with your f/o gone awry… you’re trying to focus, but they look so good in the outfits that at first you don’t even notice where your hands are going as you try to get them into pose… <3

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Imagine being part of a group devoted to fighting your villainous FO and getting yourself kidnapped deliberately just to be close to them 😈😘🥰😂

"No, I swear, I didn't mean to...." 😅😉🥰

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"(character) would not be a dom!" to you maybe but not to me

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sadist f/o who promises to buy you a treat if you're good for your stitches. sadist f/o who uses the strong alcohol just to watch you struggle to stay still, squirming and holding back noises of pain. it stings, but you hold still, you stay quiet, and you get that treat and a kiss.

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imagine your f/o having a wet dream about you. waking up covered in sweat, a mess between their legs, their heart beating fast. whispering a very strained "f-fuck..." to themselves before getting up and heading to the bathroom.

bonus points if you're not together yet.

bonus points with extra cookies if that's how they find out they're in love with you.

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slightly nsfw selfship content!

Imagine the first time your f/o has their hands on you.

Would they be rough? Grabbing and biting, their nails dragging along your bare skin, their mouth leaving bruises for the world to witness, their hands roaming with a feverish desire, tight grip on your hips as they try to bring you as close as possible. You are the only thing they desire.

Or would they be gentle? Shaky hands and feather light touches, kisses so soft you want to melt underneath them, their hands slowly fnding their new favorite parts of your body. Their tongue running over gentle bites they leave behind. They way they'll so easily spend all night exploring and tasting you. Words sweeter than candy slipping between moans and kisses.

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not to show how close i really am to being completely mentally unstable, but if my #1/main F/O became real i would no questions and no hesitations perform terrible acts of crimes, violence, and probably a form of sacrifices in their name if they asked for it or to get their attention, and i am not joking.

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f/os that awaken a new k!nk in you or make you discover a new one >>>>>

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ᡣ𐭩 Angel Dust With A Shy S/O! . . . 🧸

🧸 ~ As we all know, Angel is a guy full of pride and confidence even though deep down he may think otherwise. He is lively and says whatever comes to his mind.

🧸 ~ So when his S/O comes into the picture and is the total opposite of him—oh. Oh. He loves you so much. He loves how flustered he can get you, he loves how shy you are and he can just eat you right up! Angel finds you to be the most adorable thing in this hellhole.

🧸 ~ Of course, he’d try to convince you to get out of your shell more because there’s so much more better things you could be doing besides hiding from the world because your worried about judgement. Angel will always show you words of encouragement.

“Come on, Sweetface! You can’t die like this forever! Relax for a bit~”

“Please? Just come with me to this party? Live a little? You know you can’t resist me, baby~”

🧸 ~ If Angel hears that someone bursted his S/O’s bubble, oh you best believe he’ll pound them into a blood pulp. He can’t have someone running your parade to getting out of that shell you’ve been stuck in. He won’t have someone do that to you.

🧸 ~ Angel has seen you at your lowest because of how people treat you. Now, you are fully aware that Hell isn’t a sweet place but it still hurts deeply when someone tells you negative things when it comes to you trying to get out of your comfort zone. He can’t bare to watch you crumble and destroy all the progress you made. It hurts his heart terribly..

🧸 ~ Don’t forget how much he loves seeing you get hot and bothered. He loves how flirty he can be with you and you’ll give the same reaction everytime! Even when you two first met he fell in love with you just like that.

🧸 ~ Angel babies you like no other and is extremely protective of you. Not the mention how he is always touching you (EX:holding you, hugging you, holding your hand, or just being close to you overall.). He just needs you by his side because he can’t take the sadness in your eyes of someone hurts you.

🧸 ~ He has learned how to tell when you’re getting overwhelmed by how you fidget with your hands or your clothing. He also picked up on how you act when you feel uncomfortable such as going quiet whenever you are encountered with a situation that you feel uncomfortable in. When he notices these actions from you, he makes sure to get you out of that situation as quick as possible to get you to a place where you feel comfortable in.

🧸 ~ Angel loves you so much. He knows that he has his moments where he can be the problem when it comes to making you feel uneasy sometimes and he is deeply sorry for it. He tries everyday to improve his actions and learn from them because he loves you deeply. He also encourages you to tell him when you don’t like something he’s doing because you deserve to have a voice. You deserve time be heard. He struggles with that—but he wants you to communicate with him in this relationship. Other than that, Angel loves you so much ~ 🧸

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your fave fingering you, hitting all the right spots, keeping a perfectly maddening pace, thumb pressed right over your clit while his slick knuckles slide in and out and in and out making you cum again and again—and you start to whimper and squirm away but he just holds you down with his other hand and pouts,

c'mon sweetheart, you're doing so well for me, don't make me stop now...

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Imagine your villainous F/O grabbing your wrists and holding them together tightly. They push you down backwards as they pin you under them and straddle you, with an amused look on their face.

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Imagine being blissfully surrounded and overwhelmed by your F/O. Their body pressed against yours, their arms around you. The smell of nothing but their scent in your nose. The taste of their mouth lingering on yours. Their voice in your ear telling you all the things you want to hear.

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shoutout to people whose f/o’s are disliked by the fandom and by other characters in their source

shoutout especially if it’s for traits or habits that you have in common with them

idc what the haters have to say, you are all so cool and sexy

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Friends With Unexpected Benefits

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Featured characters: Angel Dust x gn reader

Rating: 16+

Word count: 500ish

Description: Angel is your first - and best friend in the hotel. You lean on each other more and more, in a variety of ways.

WARNINGS: | cursing | sexual jokes and touch | reader has unspecified ‘intimacy issues’ |

Starting the first day you arrived at the Hazbin Hotel, Angel dust was the one you could connect with and talk to the easiest. As Charlie insisted on a group introduction party, Angel’s humour and friendliness made it tolerable. He was intrigued too by your receptiveness to his teasing. You accepted his touch and lewd jokes, giving as much as he dished out.

Leaning over the back of the sofa, two hands snake around your shoulders. “You’re fun,” he drawls. “We should hang out.”

“Like, going out and doing stuff, or laying in bed scrolling on Sinstagram half dressed?”

He blinks in surprise and grins. “I’m down for either.”

You return his smile. “Me too.”

Fiddling with the hem of your shirt, he says, “I get off tomorrow at six.”

“Okay. But you’re helping me pick out what to wear.”

“Done.” He effortlessly vaults over the back of the sofa and grabs your hand, tugging you towards the stairs.

You laugh and let him practically drag you up to your room, throwing open your closet doors.

“Oh hun, your shit is awful.”

You lean against the wall by your bed. “Yep. Vaggie’s hand me downs really aren’t going to cut it.”

He pulls out a plain white t shirt. “Tie this in the front and roll the cuffs on those sweats. It’s a start, anyway.”

You laugh and put it back. “Whatever you say.”

When it’s time to leave, you meet him in the lobby. At first you can tell he’s putting on a show after a long day of working. But once you reach the first store, he quickly gets into it.

It’s not long before Charlie’s credit card is practically smoking as Angel helps you build a wardrobe to last an eternity in hell.

You stop at his favourite restaurant, having a few drinks. He starts shit talking about his boss, and the laughter between you gets easier.

After a few glasses, your walk back to the hotel is a little tipsy. You link arms and end up matching your steps, laughing as your gait becomes more exaggerated.

You stumble through the doors of the hotel and head up to your room to put everything away. By the time you’re done, you turn around to see Angel passed out on the foot of your bed. You grin wryly and lay down next to him, awkwardly pulling corners of blankets over parts of you and him.

When he wakes up in the wee hours, he sees you snuggled against him, and can’t help but smile.

The next evening, he gets home late and opens your door, knocking as he does. “Sup bitch. You here?”

You drop your phone on your face and he laughs. “Um hi.”

He tosses his handbag onto your desk and sits on the edge of your bed. “I’m taking ya up on that offer ya made yesterday.”

You see his hands shaking as he unlaces his thigh high boots and slip off the bed to help with the other one. He looks momentarily surprised by your thoughtfulness, but smirks and says nothing.

You raise a brow as he starts stripping off more and more layers of his costume.

“What, I thought this was clothing optional.”

“Eh sure. Why not.”

Stripping down to his underwear, he tosses the latex and leather aside with a sigh of relief, snuggling into the soft blanket. “Fuck, so much bettah. Hey I don’t have your Sinsta. Shit, or your number.”

You make a grabby gesture and he hands you his phone, rolling onto his side while you input your info. “Heh you’re kinda cute, aintcha?”

Raising a brow at him, you hand back his phone. “You think?”

His fingers dance up your leg, hiking up your new pjs. “Mm, these are so soft. And so are you~”

You drape a leg over his and thread your fingers into his hair, gently untangling the knots. “Haha.”

Going back to scrolling, Angel watches you for a second before smiling softly and looking at his own phone. “Ha! Your first Sinstagram post is a pic of the fuckin hotel wall?”

“What? The pattern’s pretty. I’m into that old style stuff.”

“Loser.”

“Mhm.”

He melts under your touch as you pet his hair until you both fall asleep.

A couple days later comes another exercise from Charlie that leads to an unexpected confession on your part.

Angel presses for details when you go back to your room. “Hey sweetheart, what the fuck was that about earlier, huh?”

“Oh, uh… I just have intimacy issues. Heh.”

Suddenly he’s on you. “Oh? Well, ya got yourself the perfect therapist right here, darlin~ Hey we could role play that~”

Your eyes widen. “Oh! Uh… Wow, I mean…”

One pair of hands goes to your hips, and another on your shoulders. His slutty smirk softens a bit. “I mean it ya know. I can help you.”

You laugh awkwardly. “I can’t afford you~”

He rolls his eyes and pulls you into a hug. “What’s the point of having all these skills if I can’t even use them to help my best friend. Come on, let me be useful to ya, make you feel better.”

You squeeze him back. “…You wouldn’t hate it? I’m kinda messed up. I don’t want to make anyone deal with this shit… much less you.”

He pulls back to look in your eyes. “Hey, maybe it’ll be nice to go soft for once. I’ll take good care of ya. I promise. Maybe… we can work through our shit together, huh?”

You blush and give him a lopsided smile. “So… are you really okay with this whole… friends with weird benefits thing?”

“Fuck yeah, babe.”