Discord in the Hellaverse
Mothers and fuckers of the jury, we are gathered here today to witness the birth of a legend. Or, more importantly, the way I plan to track what y'all wrote so I don't lose it in the pile.
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“Can you please tell me what the fuck is wrong with you, hm?”
Angel remained silent for a few moments, putting together the most suitable words and chewing the inside of his cheek in a textbook pout. He tugged at his elbow to get his arm back — the upper one — but Husk didn’t let go. Not even flinching.
“You’re not jealous.”Or: Angel is jealous. Husk is not.
( Huskerdust Week 2025 — Prompt #5: Jealousy )
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- Part 5 of Huskerdust Week 2025
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What happens when you mix two rival fraternities, underground poker clubs and gambling debts, embarrassing scenes in men’s bathrooms and cat kidnappings?
Or: the first time that Husk met Alastor.
( RadioHuskWeek2024: prompt day #4: human AU )
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- Part 2 of Losers
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December fifth, 1911. The date looms over Stolas’s head like an ax, just as sharp and deadly as anything his father could punish him with for running away. So, with the help of his older brother and his “dear friend,” Stolas intends to do just that. The little variety show Paimon has put together to celebrate the engagement should act as a wonderful cover for his escape…
Provided, of course, no one questions where the duke’s darling daughter has gone before gates shut.
Title from "Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park
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Hell doesn't have just one way to punish Sinners: it claims their memories, year after year, until they disappear completely. Every now and then, though, they resurface — in dreams mostly. Because that's all they are, right? Glimpse of what have been.
Or: a little late-night chat between Angel and Husk about their past.
( Huskerdust Week 2025 — Prompt #1: New York and Las Vegas )
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- Part 1 of Huskerdust Week 2025
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Sitting spread-eagled on the edge of the bed, he reached out with his right leg to plant the black boot red sole on Husk’s collarbone, at shoulder height.
He stared at him, tongue clicking a couple of times as his golden canine flashed in a smirk.
“Ah-anh ~” he stopped that movement in a murmur that — he saw it perfectly — made Husk shiver “Down.”
How indecent can one syllable sound?Or: Angel and Husk celebrate Valentine's Day in a very smutty way.
( Huskerdust Week 2025 — Prompt #6: Bound )
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- Part 6 of Huskerdust Week 2025