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[nyovelle]

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[nyovelle]

I JS REALISED I HAVE NO NAME FOR MY FANFIC SO ILL JS CALL IT

"My Pearl"

RANDOM IK BUT JS.. YEA.

Hi! First of all, major credit to @celestialalpacaron for this beautiful au!! :)

I based a fanfic off of their comic strip where Husk put on a necklace for Angeldust and zipped up the back of his dress 🙏🙏 (their post in 6 Feb? i think)

No content warnings!! just them 💗

they haunt my every waking moment.

☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

"Thunk, thunk, thunk!" The wood of Angel's dressing room door boomed as Husk pounded an urgent fist on it.

"Come in!" Angel called, admiring himself in the mirror as he blended his makeup carefully.

The door swung open, and there stood Husk at the doorway. "Hey daddy~" Angel teased, "Too excited to wait for me outside, ain't cha?"

"I was wondering where the fuck you were hiding at," he scoffed, folding his arms with his cane stuck between them. "Weren't you supposed to hit the tables 15 minutes ago?" Husk ran a hand down his smart, black vest, smoothening its creases as he spoke.

"Well, do you want the work done fast or do you want it done right?" Angel groaned, opening a box containing a mesmerising pearl necklace that gleamed brilliantly under the fluorescent lights of the casino.

"I want you to start hustling is what I want, princess." Husk rambled, stepping into Angel's dressing room and picking up the pearl necklace from the box swiftly.

Angel's eyes flashed over the scene.

"Hey, what-"

"Keep still." he instructed.

Angel complied, moving away the hand that was about to protest against Husk's.

"Four arms and you still take forever to get done." Husk muttered, reaching his hands before Angel's neck whilst grasping the necklace firmly in his claws. "Hmph... well ya can't rush art." Angel hummed, tapping the fingers of his second set of hands on the plush cushion of his makeup stool.

"Is this too tight?" Husk asked as he reached the two ends of the necklace behind Angel's neck, wanting to ensure he wasn't hurting him. "Nah, you're fine big guy." Angel assured him, just then realising the nickname he'd been called earlier. 'Princess'. Angel sunk deeper into his makeup stool as he felt natural pink blush rising up to the top of his cheeks.

"Thanks, what would I do without ya, Husky?" Angel chirped with his own nickname for Husk as the necklace clicked together, nestled securely on his neck. "A lot of things, probably," Husk said, ogling the unzipped back of Angel's dress, "Getting yourself dressed doesn't seem like one of those things, though."

Husk gently tugged at the back of his dress whilst Angel prepared to wear another bunch of jewellry, the familiar smell of Husk's cologne flooding his nose. Angel failed to bite back a pleased shudder at the feeling of Husk's cold hands on his bare back, eyes squeezing shut with embarrassment. They only reopened when the sound his dress being zipped up fully was replaced with nothing but their shallow breaths. The heat in the air was permeating as Angel felt the burning of his skin where Husk had touched him.

"Cold?" Husk questioned. A simple one-word question, yet it still showed how much he cared for Angel's well-being. Angel exhaled shakily. "No." he hissed before letting another shudder as the claws of Husk's hand grazed his shoulder as he pulled up a fallen strap back up to his shoulder blade. Angel was way too touch-deprived to maintain his composure properly in this situation. He hadn't had any form of intimacy for weeks and was craving to be held or simply touched.

Husk didn't realise this sooner. Angel was shaking like a leaf as he put another hand on the sides of Angel's body, trying to stable him. His hands squeezed the skin of his forearms so lightly, yet Husk didn't know how much it drove Angel's mind fucking insane.

"Then why the fuck is he shaking so-"

It was only when Husk caught a glimpse of Angel's embarrassed expression with cherry blossom colored skin prickling at his face did he remember how busy he'd made him. "Oh..." he thought, the puzzle pieces of Angel's subtle behaviour clicking together as Husk understood the reason he'd been so worked up. His pleased shudders, the unreasonable amount of blush on his face. The pout that formed on Angel's swollen, glossy lips. The thoughts of these started to make the overlord himself become flustered.

Husk cast his gaze downwards, removing the hands on Angel's sides as he felt his heart drumming in his chest wildly.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat loudly, his wings flapping frantically. Angel's glossed over eyes looked back at him. "Anyways!" he nearly yelled, "We, ah... we should get going."

☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

THANK YOU SM FOR READING MY FANFICC 💗

Open to constructive criticism <33 pls lmk how to improve luvs :))

#huskerdust #husker x angel dust #overlord husk #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #angel dust #hazbin angel dust

[nyovelle]

to my dear friend, intial N,

I KNOW DAMN WELL YOU CANNOT BE FR RN. JS BE UPFRONT AND TELL "A" TO JS DATE U. LIKE. U LIKE HIM HE LIKES U SO JS... DATE??? IF HE PULLS THAT "I feel like i dont deserve u" DO NOT TOLERATE THAT BULLSHIT??? SAY "OMG JS DATE ME ALREADY WHAT" OR WTV ANYTHING JS DATE ALREADY. JS KISS. OR WHATEVER. I BEG OF YOU. YALL PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER I SWEAR JS DATE.

get yo mans. i swear. to the lords above. DATE. U BETTERRRR BEEE DIRECCTTTTTTTT ‼️‼️‼️

to "A", GET READY BC IM THROWING TS IN UR FACE EVEN THOUGH I BARELY KNOW YOU.

ITS INFURIATING TO KNOW U BOTH LIKE EACH OTHER BUT U FEEL INFERIOR GOOD FUCKING NIGHT. JS DATE HER ALREADY U DINGLEBERRY. 😡 AND DO NAAWWWTTT PULL THE FUCKING "I feel like i dont deserve u" ON HER UNLESS U HAVE MICROSCOPIC BALLS DUDE. U BETTER NOT ACT LIKE A LIL PUSSY. U DONT EVEN HAVE A PUSSY (unless its a cat idk if u have one) BUT URE GNA ACT LIKE ONE WHEN FACED WITH THE CHOICE OF DATING "N". WHY DO U FEEL LIKE U DONT DESERVE HERRRR YALL ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER STFU. JS DATE HER U LIL SCAREDY BITCH OML

to N, i apologise for degrading your pookie

to A, U BETTER SWEEP THAT GIRL OFF OF HER FEET AND RUN INTO THE SUNSET WITH HER ISTFG.

anyways this post was only for u my pooks "n" ‼️

i would say this stuff to "a" but im FUCKING AFRAID OF MEN I DONT KNOW PERSONALLY.

thats all 🎀

[nyovelle]

hi guys today im going to talk about my shitty family!

ok so basically my family went to a temple to pray to my great grandparents then i was folding like a paper we were going to burn as like their money in the afterlife yk then we were supposed to pray so my sister snatched it from me (like she grabbed it and held it while i tried to pull away) she was like "put it down." while still trying to take ir from me then I gave up and let her take it. then I said "i couldve put it down myself.." then she went like "mimimimi 🙄" like a childish piece of fucking shit and then I got upset bc the temple already had some religious chinese singing in the background and a rlly weird wood burning smell aroma thingy. so i was like rlly sensory overload and in a bad mood. then she was being a bitch and mind you, this is infront of my mom, my grandma and grandpa, and my uncle. they didnt give a single FUCK. so i was abt to cry of frustration but i sucked it up because why? my mom calls me sensitive EVERY TIME MY SISTER ACTS LIKE A BITCH AND I GET UPSET.

skip forward to lunch and i was still moody so my mom asked me "why u so grumpy" and i told her my sister didnt apologise for earlier (spoiler alert, she made it worse with her half hearted apology!). then my mom asked her to apologise in private and she did in the lift. and she was like "ok sorry lah 🙄🙄" in that draggy tone of voice. then my uncle finally asked "why you apologise?" and then my sister HAD TO JUST SAY "she sensitive lor" (singaporean slang).

then when we went to eat lunch, my sister "so kindly" helped to cut my food!!! and tyen all of a sudden my grandma and mother are praising her for "being such a good big sister!" LIKE KYS U FUCKING SELECTIVE HEARING ASS BITCHES. DID U NOT JS HEAR HER GIVING ME ATTITUDE..?? TWO TIMES...???????

literally she does ONE good thing and BOOM SHES AN ANGEL!!!! STFU I HATE THIS GODDAMN FAMILY. MY MOM IS ALWAYS LIKE "ure always so sensitive! control ur emotions" SO I JS SUCK IT UP AND CRY ABT IT AT HOME??? WTF IS THIS PARENTING.

then when we were abt to leave i asked my mom when we were gna leave cuz i didnt know we were abt to. then she didnt reply so i asked two more times. then she said "NOW! YOU DONT KEEP ASKING WHEN WE'RE GONNA LEAVE, YOU THINK I HAVE SO MUCH MONEY TO SHOP MEH? YOU ALSO LIAN CHOU CHOU (long face) AND YOU RUIN EVERYONE'S MOOD. DON'T GO AND BE LIKE THAT." and this was INFRONT of my sister, my uncle, and my grandparents. not a single hoot from their asses bc they dgaf about me!! oh and my mom blamed me for still being upset at my sister. and she was like "WHY ARE YOU STILL UPSET OVER THAT? SHE APOLOGISE TO YOU ALREADY" her apology was literally half hearted.

there was another smaller incident where this time it was my grandma's turn to mock me and then my mom called me sensitive again!!

and another one today. RANT #2 BUCKLE UP HOES

soooo basically my mom my sister and I were in the car on our way to school and i was complaining abr how much i have to carry to school. then my mom asked "why cant u put it in ur locker"

and i said "bc theres a school rule that says u cannot leave ur stuff over night." and then my mom was confused and asked "but how come ur sister can leave hers in the locker?" then i was like "she break school rule lor" (singapore slang again) and then my sister got upset!!!! she wqs like "u couldve phrased it nicer!!" ill have yall know she fucking tells me "You stink so bad go and shower you smelly." smth like that. and then when i get upset over that I get called sensitive good fucking night. HYPOCRIIITTTTEEE. and then she was making a big fuss and then she did the "mimimimimi" thing again which was UNCALLED FOR. and then i started getting sad bc she alw does this to me but my mom and dad dont condone this behaviour with me. "sensitive" ofc.. and then she was like "oh, it's my fault now??? I have to apologise??"

ok rant over this was js for me to get ts off my chest. i dont have anyone to rant to so yea im js ranting here. thanks for reading if u saw this 🫶

probably an overreaction but nvvmmmm

#emotional #shitty parents

[nyovelle]

GORGEOUS FANART HERE??

Drew @celestialalpacaron’s husk overlord au! :)

I was testing out procreate and i really like how this turned out ngl 🫶

#huskerdust

[nyovelle]

My Pearl. ☆*:.｡

Hi! First of all, major credit to @celestialalpacaron for this beautiful au!! :)

I based a fanfic off of their comic strip where Husk put on a necklace for Angeldust and zipped up the back of his dress 🙏🙏 (their post in 6 Feb? i think)

No content warnings!! just them 💗

they haunt my every waking moment.

☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

"Thunk, thunk, thunk!" The wood of Angel's dressing room door boomed as Husk pounded an urgent fist on it.

"Come in!" Angel called, admiring himself in the mirror as he blended his makeup carefully.

The door swung open, and there stood Husk at the doorway. "Hey daddy~" Angel teased, "Too excited to wait for me outside, ain't cha?"

"I was wondering where the fuck you were hiding at," he scoffed, folding his arms with his cane stuck between them. "Weren't you supposed to hit the tables 15 minutes ago?" Husk ran a hand down his smart, black vest, smoothening its creases as he spoke.

"Well, do you want the work done fast or do you want it done right?" Angel groaned, opening a box containing a mesmerising pearl necklace that gleamed brilliantly under the fluorescent lights of the casino.

"I want you to start hustling is what I want, princess." Husk rambled, stepping into Angel's dressing room and picking up the pearl necklace from the box swiftly.

Angel's eyes flashed over the scene.

"Hey, what-"

"Keep still." he instructed.

Angel complied, moving away the hand that was about to protest against Husk's.

"Four arms and you still take forever to get done." Husk muttered, reaching his hands before Angel's neck whilst grasping the necklace firmly in his claws. "Hmph... well ya can't rush art." Angel hummed, tapping the fingers of his second set of hands on the plush cushion of his makeup stool.

"Is this too tight?" Husk asked as he reached the two ends of the necklace behind Angel's neck, wanting to ensure he wasn't hurting him. "Nah, you're fine big guy." Angel assured him, just then realising the nickname he'd been called earlier. 'Princess'. Angel sunk deeper into his makeup stool as he felt natural pink blush rising up to the top of his cheeks.

"Thanks, what would I do without ya, Husky?" Angel chirped with his own nickname for Husk as the necklace clicked together, nestled securely on his neck. "A lot of things, probably," Husk said, ogling the unzipped back of Angel's dress, "Getting yourself dressed doesn't seem like one of those things, though."

Husk gently tugged at the back of his dress whilst Angel prepared to wear another bunch of jewellry, the familiar smell of Husk's cologne flooding his nose. Angel failed to bite back a pleased shudder at the feeling of Husk's cold hands on his bare back, eyes squeezing shut with embarrassment. They only reopened when the sound his dress being zipped up fully was replaced with nothing but their shallow breaths. The heat in the air was permeating as Angel felt the burning of his skin where Husk had touched him.

"Cold?" Husk questioned. A simple one-word question, yet it still showed how much he cared for Angel's well-being. Angel exhaled shakily. "No." he hissed before letting another shudder as the claws of Husk's hand grazed his shoulder as he pulled up a fallen strap back up to his shoulder blade. Angel was way too touch-deprived to maintain his composure properly in this situation. He hadn't had any form of intimacy for weeks and was craving to be held or simply touched.

Husk didn't realise this sooner. Angel was shaking like a leaf as he put another hand on the sides of Angel's body, trying to stable him. His hands squeezed the skin of his forearms so lightly, yet Husk didn't know how much it drove Angel's mind fucking insane.

"Then why the fuck is he shaking so-"

It was only when Husk caught a glimpse of Angel's embarrassed expression with cherry blossom colored skin prickling at his face did he remember how busy he'd made him. "Oh..." he thought, the puzzle pieces of Angel's subtle behaviour clicking together as Husk understood the reason he'd been so worked up. His pleased shudders, the unreasonable amount of blush on his face. The pout that formed on Angel's swollen, glossy lips. The thoughts of these started to make the overlord himself become flustered.

Husk cast his gaze downwards, removing the hands on Angel's sides as he felt his heart drumming in his chest wildly.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat loudly, his wings flapping frantically. Angel's glossed over eyes looked back at him. "Anyways!" he nearly yelled, "We, ah... we should get going."

☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

THANK YOU SM FOR READING MY FANFICC 💗

Open to constructive criticism <33 pls lmk how to improve luvs :))

#huskerdust #i love them #they're gay your honor #they're so cute #hazbin hotel #hazbin angel dust #hazbin husk #overlord husk #husker x angel dust

[nyovelle]

I started playing “Love and Deepspace” and realized fictional men can make you feel special like no real man ever can.

[nyovelle]

hi :3