TW: Angst because of a bunch of trashy demons and that fucking dickhead Valentino!

TW: Mention of rape, abuse, overdose, suicide and self harm (But dw, it will be brief and only short mentions as in like a backstory)

Now let's proceed and end Valentino's life cuz I hate him and I want Alastor to tear his soul apart.

The clock struck 12:30AM and Angel Dust got up from his make-up table. He looked as pretty as ever. he had a dark purple crop top with a short pink skirt and a black jacket. He had his black thigh high boots on and a black choker on. He had pink eyeliner and purple eye shadow with light pink blush.

He grabbed a small black bag and left his room, trying to walk as slowly as he could. Angel was the most brightly colored demon in all of Hell. He had two different colored eyes, one black and the other yellow, with magenta pupils. He had white fur all over his body and light pink patterns in the forms of hearts but also in the form of stripes on his hand and dots on his face.

Angel Dust, Hell's #1 gay porn star and one of the most famous demons in all of Hell. Being a sinner demon, he couldn't leave the Pride Ring but his face was plastered over walls and banners in every single Ring. Demons from far and near came to visit the gorgeous demon. But the most beautiful smile hides its secrets. And just like that, behind Angel Dust's fake smiles, snide remarks and flirtatious nature was Anthony, a broken boy.

Anthony was born in the late 1910s to an Italian mob family in New York. He had an older brother and an older twin sister. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. His favourite colour was pink. And he was gay, something he was frequently punished for. But Antrhony didn't care. He swallowed his pain and did as he was told to do.

From a young age, Anthony was powerful. He was extremely slender and looked like a fragile porcelain doll but was still very good at fighting with or without weapons. Anthony was great with guns but he was good with knives too. But no matter what he did, he would always be a disappointment to his father.

One single mistake and his father, Henry would beat him up and even his siblings won't stand up for him. His brother hated him. And his sister had nothing she could do to protect him. So chasing relief from the pain, Anthony became addicted to drugs, PCP in particular or as he called it, 'Angel Dust'.

But one very bad day in 1947, Anthony got into a fight with his brother for failing to close a deal for their father. Young Anthony who was in his early 30s, ran away from home. He found his drug dealer and bought a little too much PCP. That night, he went to a motel and decided to spend the night in a room. He overdosed on Angel Dust. And that night after his head crashed onto the pillow, Anthony never woke up.

But on the other side, in Hell, Anthony woke up in the form of a white and pink spider sinner demon with six hands from which he could hide the lower two pairs whenever he desired. Anthony spent a while doing drugs and messing around, doing drugs and having sex. He even performed at drag shows to earn money. Soon he was joined by his mob family and the family mob was back in full action.

But naive Anthony had to run away once again. And this time he fell in a hole from where he could never climb out. Into the den of Valentino. The purple moth demon and his red eyes and red smoke. Anthony was intoxicated and in his young foolishness. He signed a contract with a pretty face, pretty lies. And now the powerful overlord owned Anthony's soul. Barely some time had passed and he already was stuck and this time forever. He took on a new name, Angel Dust.

But luckily, in 1980s another sinner demon fell into Hell. And Angel decided to help her out. She took on a name for herself, Cherri Bomb. And no matter how hard the afterlife was, the two held onto each other. A gay icon and a bisexual diva, the two were best friends. He held her hand when she struggled to prove her worth. And she consoled him after every night of Valentino's abuse.

But Angel Dust would never let anyone else see him at his weakest point. He held his head high and carried a flirtatious smirk on his face. He was powerful and he didn't care what others did to him. He could take on pain and torture like it was a normal work day because it was. Valentino constantly raped the poor spider demon. Angel had bled so much that he was numb to the pain. And yet, he tried to fight every now and then but every time he just fell harder. Val would punish him, even killing him multiple times. But being a sinner, he would simply just resurrect and feel more pain after.

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Alastor, the Radio Demon was the cruelest overlord in all of Hell and one of the most powerful Sinner Demon in all of Hell. To all that knew him, he was ruthless and anti-social. But he did have a soft side. One he wouldn't show everyone but extremely close friends which, according to him were three. But he did have another soft spot, one he told no one about. Mostly because it was something he never thought could happen to him.

(Scene skip because Alastor will never let you know his backstory.)

Alastor creaked his door open as he stepped outside. He could hear heels clicking down the hallway. He knew it was Angel Dust because no one else walks like that. Besides, everyone was asleep and Angel was known to work a lot of night shifts. Alastor followed the sounds of the heels. He walked in the shadows and followed the spider demon.

The taller demon walked into a huge night club and Alastor followed. A couple demons tried to flirt with him but he just flipped them off and walked backstage to a dressing room. Alastor waited outside in the shadows as he didn't want to cross any boundaries by going in. But Alastor was shocked to hear a few light sobs. Why was he crying? He was smiling so widely a few seconds ago.

But a few minutes later the sobbed stopped and there was opening of cabinets and sounds of bottles. Alastor heard a gulp followed by a deep sigh. Alastor wanted to reach out but he couldn't. He didn't want to reveal that he had followed Angel. He wanted to maintain boundaries but he also wanted to comfort the spider demon. But he was scared Angel would lash out if he found out. So with a heavy heart, Alastor stayed hidden.

Angel slowly walked out of the dressing room after 20 minutes, looking surprisingly fresh. Alastor raised his eyebrow. Wasn't he crying a few seconds ago? And he is slinging? Again? Why is he so goddamn confusing? 
But that was what intrigued the Radio Demon the most about Angel Dust. He was complicated like a puzzle that Alastor wanted to solve. He wanted to unravel the real Angel. He wanted to know who hid behind that happy face and seductive smile.

Angel started to walk on stage for his performance and Alastor slipped into the crowd, lurking unnoticed in the crowd.

https://youtu.be/VPTUnk96XIY

{Who else loves Paranoid DJ and their HH/HB fan songs sm!!!! They're so good!}

Angel ascended onto the stage from a pole. He looked breath taking.

So come on baby
Get your hands up on me
'Cause there's always more ways
To mess me up that's why I'm

He looked towards the crowd and gave his bravest smile. He didn't want to look weak. And plus, singing always makes it all feel better.

Always chasin' the thrills, gettin' in fights, gettin' kills
I play around real rough on either powder or pills
Picked up for fun in the streets, we'll fuck to pay my receipts
But it's still not enough and so the cycle repeats

He twirled around the pole and sang with the biggest smile on his face. Alastor felt his heart beat faster.

But I can let it all go on camera or at a show
So all the sinners and the monsters, yeah, they're all gonna know
That I don't take walks of shame when everyone knows my name
I've been around here long enough to know the rules of the game

He pulled off his jacket and dropped it on the ground. Alastor felt his cheeks slightly heat up. The rest of the demons might find all of this sexually appealing but all Alastor could think about was how cute and beautiful Angel was.

I've fought my inner demons every which way
But they're not interested in leaving me so in me they'll stay
I'm like a fire that could burn this fuckin' town to the ground
And there'll be nothing left but ashes if you let me come down
So you better use me up
Make the most of your time
And I can guarantee you'll always wanna cross that line
So get your money and your buddies and a drink or three
No backin' out or you'll see why you shouldn't mess with me
Go ahead and use me up

A person walked too close to the runway and Angel kicked him away. Alastor felt a smirk, he loved how Angel knew how to stand up for himself in front of other demons.

Knock back a couple a shots, feelin' all worked up and hot
I'll drop it down real low an' tie their stomachs in knots
I know they're all watching me, I'm what they came here to see
But give me shit, I'll fuck you up until you fall at my feet

Alastor felt happy as Angel looked deadly. But his smile faded a little as two guys walked up on the stage and grabbed him. Angel looked unfazed like it was an every day routine. Was this what he did every day in his "shows"? One of them started humping him from the back and the other moved his hands all around the spider.

Come pin me down on my back, I want you on the attack
Don't give a damn 'bout how you wanna do me, it's just a fact
I've got a quota to fill and small talk don't pay the bills
Swear I don't even miss the pleasure I can no longer feel

As the line ended, Angel pushed them away and for a split second Alastor felt like Angel was looking at him. What did he mean by pleasure he could no longer feel?

I'm a star, it makes me feel I'm alive
But then they take it all and leave me turnin' tricks to survive
I've lit a fire that keeps turning all the wheels in Hell
And that's why they want to keep me dancin' under their spell
Right until they use me up

Alastor didn't know why but he felt a strange pain in his chest. Was this empathy and care? He gulped and watched in silence.

But they won't kill my light
I'm gonna rock their world and prove why I'm the shit tonight
So better brace yourselves, I'll take you for a spin on me
And then you'll understand why I'm the real VIP!

Angel smirked and danced some more.

I've fought my inner demons every which way (Whoa)
But they're not interested in leaving me so in me they'll stay (They're never gonna leave me, baby)
I'm like a fire that could burn this fuckin' town to the ground (Gonna burn it all down)
And there'll be nothing left but ashes if you let me come down (In myself I will trust, I'll leave 'em all in my Dust)
So you better use me up
Make the most of your time (Whoa, whoa)
And I can guarantee you'll always wanna cross that line (I'm always going to cross it, baby)
So get your money and your buddies and a drink or three (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
No backin' out or you'll see why you shouldn't mess with me (Don't fuckin' mess with me!)
Go ahead and use me up

Alastor could have sworn, he saw a tear slide down his eyes. And it felt like the world had stopped and he was the only one who heard the next few lines.

Gonna make the night mine
And I can promise you that I'mma have my chance to shine
So I don't care 'bout what you say or what you want me to do
One day I'll find a way to get myself from you

Before he could react, the demon had left to go back to his dressing room. Alastor didn't know what to do at this point. So he composed himself and knocked on the door. There was a sound of a drawer closing, a loud thud, "shit" murmuring and then Angel said "come in" after a minute

"What are you doing here?" Angel asked, looking at the deer demon. "I was umm." Alastor was lost for words. His cheeks turned light pink as he looked at the shirtless Angel. "Al? Smiles?" Angel's voice brought his eyes back to the spider's face. "I saw you sneaking out of the hotel and decided to check on you and besides I wanted to see what all your shows are about." Alastor replied with his usual grin.

{I was getting strong Deja Vu and I went to check and I had actually used this song and made a similar scene in a Radiodust fanfic of mine, lol.}

Angel blushed lightly. "Did you like it?". "Huh?" Alastor was broken out of his trance of staring at Angel. "Yeah, you danced beautifully. And they lyrics, they-" I sighed. "Can I ask you something, Angel?" I asked. "Y- Yeah." Alastor could see the hesitance in Angel's voice. "Will you be completely honest with me?" he asked and the Spider Demon nodded.

Alastor gulped before asking the question. "Those lyrics of the song. They- They were your way of explaining your pain, huh?" Alastor asked and Angel nodded. "And when you said you will find a way to get away from... him. You meant Valentino, correct?" he asked and was again met with a nod.

Alastor had on a sad smile. "Does he... does he own your soul?" he asked, feeling a weird sensation of pain in his heart. Angel sighed and sat down on a chair before nodding again. Alastor clenched his fists. He could feel a strange protective rage fill him. There was a long moment of silence between the two Sinner demons before Alastor spoke up again. "Can, I- Can I ask you a personal question?"
Angel gulped, he knew where this was going. But he felt like he could for once feel better by talking to someone. So, he nodded.

"W- What did Valentino do?" Alastor asked, dreading the reply. He could feel his chest tighten and his breath hitch. Angel gulped and looked up at Alatsor with tear filled eyes. "He uses me as his favorite fucktoy.... I am his little puppet..... His favorite puppet...." Angel said. Alastor knew the meaning behind those words but he wished he didn't.

He walked closer to Angel. "May I?" he asked extending his hands. Angel weakly nodded. Alastor gently embraced Angel, his head on Alastor's chest as he held the spider demon close and protected him. Angel slowly relaxed in Alastor's embrace and hugged him back, burying his face in the Radio Demon's chest.

"I promise after this day, that bastard will never touch you." Alastor said, holding Angel close. Angel didn't know whether to believe those words or not. "R- Really?" he stuttered. "Yes. I swear. He is going to pay." Alastor mumbled, his temper flaring again. "Thank you so much, Alatsor." Angel sobbed into his chest.

Alastor gently rubbed Angel's back. "Anything for you, Mon Ange." he whispered. Angel looked up at the nickname. "Mon Ange, huh? What does it mean?" he asked, placing his chin on Alastor's chest. Alastor smiled. "'Mon Ange' is French for 'My Angel'." he replied. Angel felt his cheeks heat up as he hid his face back into Alastor's chest. "You are so fucking cheesy, Al.... But God do I love it!"

Alastor chuckled lightly. "Only for you, Mon Ange." Angel looked up and smiled. He lovingly gazed into the eyes of the Radio Demon who was treating him with so much love and care. "Thank you, Smiles." he said. Alastor smiled and leaned down, capturing Angel's lips in a soft kiss. Angel kissed him back, thankful to have someone like Alastor.

[The chapter ends here. But a lil thing I gotta tell ya is that the next day the entire Hell heard Valentino's screams through Alastor's Radio Broadcast.]

Here's one of my favorite fanmade songs.

https://youtu.be/N5gfFGuAyzQ

I love the line "He said, the man of my dreams will be just out of reach, made a deal to another" so much. It fits perfectly to Huskerdust and Radiodust as Husk's, as well as Alastor's souls are owned. And so my multi shipping brain was like yes! :D

I hope you enjoyed reading this oneshot! ♡I love you all a lot with all my heart! ❤Take care! 😊Bye! 💗(つ✧ω✧)つ