Both Angel Dust and Husk have their ways of coping, for different reasons at that. Maybe they can't fix each other, but no one understands needing a painkiller better than another person in pain. [A Hazbin Hotel Huskerdusk fanfiction because who ought to write about addiction except an addict?] [none of the characters are mine, all credit respectfully goes to vivziepop!] Content warning for sexual themes, substance abuse, sexual assault and violence.

Like making your heart ache? WELL THIS IS FOR YOU! TW: Suicide attempts, self harm, abuse, depression, mentions of death, sex, dirty jokes, swearing, etc. Not lore accurate (some of it is tho)