Hazbin Hotel One-Shots,Memes And Incorrect-Quotes

Not every scar is visable(Radiodust Angst/Comfort One-Shot)

Warning this oneshot will include some sensitive topics, such as:
-SA
-P*dophilia
-R*pe
-Racism
-Bullying
-Homophobia
-Transphobia
-And Abuse
If you are uncomfortable with these topics then don't read this.These acts are vile & disgusting, and will be portrayed as horrible as they are or at least as horrable as I can portrey them(without vomiting, all over my screen).
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It was a dead quiet night in the Pride Ring, wich was expectid since is alredy way past 2:00am. Everyone at the Hotel had long gone left to their rooms after they had all finised a day of nothing but hard work everyone exept one demon, Angel Dust, he was curesed with teribble insomnia that night. how horrible it was to him, to feel tired and drowsy but also feeling restless at the same time, how those two insoferable factors that were polor opposites blended into an awful expereance, At one point Angel did try to sleep but his trying was just that,trying, he kept tossing and turning on his bed until he lazily got up from his bed drowsyness showing throght his tired drooping eyes, limping as he walked to his room door, mustering all the and control he could the to lift his flimzy arm up to the door-knob, with one swift twist and the a soft push his room door opened slighly ajar. He slowly peired out as the dim light of the outerpart of the hotels main lobby seept in through the creviceses of his door,he slowly opens the door wider as he exited his room still feeling slumberous, as he slowly walked down the stairs one hand gliding down on the golden hand-rail.

As he was moving down each step limping as he walked, he sighed as he came to the relisation that this night will be a sleepless one.

step by step he creped down the stairs, he started to wonder how to spend this sleepless night.When he finished walking down the stairs, his eyes cut to the bar in the corner of the hotel lobby.He walked up to it and slugisly opened the small side door,he reached out his hand and grabed a bottle of one of husk' cheap boozes, and immediately started to chug down the whole bottle, after he had guzzled down the entire bottle, he proceeded to walk back up thoses same steps, back up to his roon door he he sudenly stoped dead in his tracks as he heard what sounded like the sounds of static, the sound send a slight shiver down his spine.He wondered were it could be comming from as he listen he realized that it was coming from the upstairs.“Who could be up at dis hour?” he questioned hinself in a soft but tired voice.As he listen more, he noticed that it wasn't just static but there was somthing else......... it sounded like........ Sobs?.........Sobs that were coming from Alastor's room?
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Alastor, the radio demon and one of the most powerful beings hell has ever seen in decades, was…Crying?……
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Crying like the small and innocent child he once was.
He had just woken up from a horrible nightmare…nightmare?…no, it was a horrible memory…

A memory from when he was a young kid, a shy and innocent young kid, who was as timid as a fawn…little did that fawn now, the disgusting wolves had already set their disgusting sights for him…

He begun to sob more as those awful memories consumed his mind.
He hated it, he hated how they'd use him,how they assaulted him,how they violated him till he bleeds from places he shouldn't bleed from…He hated those "men"…if you could even call them that…

And the worst part was that…his "step-father" was one of them…he was one of those men…no, not men…monsters…

He hugged himself tightly, Imagining that it was not his arms but the arms of his loving mother…
“Mamon…I miss you, I need you here with me…” He said quietly as he continues to sob, hoping that his words might reach out to her in heaven…

“Maybe none of this would have happened if I had just told her…” he said to himself, in a low broken voice…“This was all my fault…”
He continued to blame himself for something he couldn't control…

He sob even more as more of
those awful memories consumed his head…they were so vivid as if he was living through those awful times again…he could hear those nasty words ringing in his ears…

GET OVER HERE SLUT!…
Such a useless whore, you're just like your useless negro slut of a mother…
Come here chocolate "boy"~…
Put mud on her, maybe it'll make her darker…
Maybe she's lighter underneath her clothes?…Rub her with rocks, it might rub the brown off of
her~…
FUCKING TAKE IT, YOU TRANNY SLUT!…
You're not a boy, Alison, and you'll never be one!…
You're such a sissy crybaby bitch!…
You're a witch, just like your mother…
My sister told me that witches eat bugs so eat it!
Shut up, you dumb ladyboy!
I should've known you'd be a faggot…

He sobed more and more as the overlapping voices and cruel words of all the people who hurt him were repeating in his head…It was almost like he was in a trance…

He suddenly snapped out of his trance, when he heard a knock at the door…

He wiped the tears from his crimson eyes, then he slowly approach the door…“W-Who is it?...” he asked stuttering, in a low and shaky voice…

“It's Angel…Can I come in?…” he said, his voice full of concern...
“Why?” Alastor asked in a sheepish tone…“I just wanna check in on ya, Ally…Can I come in?”he replied…“Okay…sir” he answered…

Angel was confused at Alastor calling him ‘sir’ but he just shrugged it off…

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