#[you get overlord!husk!]

[vaggieslefteye]

ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ↳ anonymous asked: HUSK and ALASTOR or angel and valentino?

[avuck]

DAY THREE: Dream/Escape

@celestialalpacaron's Overlord Husk AU for day three of Huskerdust Week! Even though I'm 5 days late posting it.

Bonus view of Angel's dresser because I put too much effort into details that would be covered up:

[smolstarthief]

You know... I ADORE all the HuskerDust AUs where Husk is still an Overlord who won Angel's soul in a game with Valentino, really they're always so cool!

But I'm surprised that there doesn't seem to be any AUs where Alastor LOST that faithful game instead of Husk back then. Basically Husk ends up winning not only Alastor's own soul (how Idk but maybe his own soul is not owned by somebody in this kind of AU), but ALL of the souls in Alastor's possession at the time (he got cocky and bet them all). So now Alastor is bound to Husk and would act as a means to scope out more souls (husband's idea) as well some form of advisor and muscle along with utilizing his radio show. Maybe even more eventually for any shippers? ;)

Idk but this is a kind of AU has loads of potential!

[thesupernaturalhouse]

Sorry I saw like 2 things about your Accidental Overlord Vaggie AU and my brain supplied me with the hotel members overhearing this conversation between Charlie and Vaggie:

Vaggie: WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M AN OVERLORD?!

Charlie: Well— you- you own souls, sweetie, I—?? I’m not sure how you didn’t know??

Vaggie: ???OF COURSE I DIDN’T KNOW THERE WERE ?? NO CONTRACTS???

Charlie: Vaggie—

Vaggie (probably pacing in circles): How the hell do I own souls?? That’s possible with no contract??? How many do I—

Vaggie (turning to Charlie way too fast): How many do I own?

Charlie: Uhm.. . .. so I don’t. I don’t really know–

Vaggie (about to pass out):

Vaggie is so wet cat coded, shed be shaking wondering wtf to do while Charlie tries to help the ebst she can

As for how the others would react? Well, Alastor already knows. Now, I'm not sure if this means Husk and Nifty would know or not, but I'm goign to sya that they don't know

I don't think Nifty would care really, maybe ask about HOW she got souls but nothing else, Husk I imagine treats her the same but with jsut a bit more respect because he doesn't need ANOTHER overlord out for his head

Pentious would probably brag about knowing an overlord to anyone out side of the hotel

The nsot interesting reactionw ould have to be from Angle, I have two ways on how he reacts

I can imagine him doubling down on the teasing because he knows he can get away and likes bullying an overlord because Vaggie can't really do anything about it, not with Charlie around. I also think he'd see it as 'getting back at Val' like, he can't do anything to Val but Vaggie is an overlord that he CAN do something to so I think it'd give him a feeling of power?

The 2nd option is that he's terrified of Vaggie now, not by too much, but he slowly stops teasing her unless their in the living room, and even then, it's minimal. I imagine if this route happened, he'd avoid being alone with her and just back off a lot, like a skittish cat. Because, like Husk, he doesnt need another overlord coming for his head. Maybe he spends more time outside the hotel cause not the hotel isn't a safe place for him. Not anymore

Both options definitely give a lot of angst, and I think Husk would be the one to pull him out of both, probably like ep4 because I imagine that they'd overhear the conversation between ep3 and ep4. So Husk would not only be talking with him about Val and all that but also his change in behavior towards Vaggie

Honestly, both are very angle things to do, bite harder due to fear, or back off due to fear. So, it either works, though. I do think option 1 is a bit more in character? Like, he's hiding his fear behind mean words, like he does in canon. Jsut, he doubles down. But again, I CAN see him relating either way

Honestly I wasn't sure if Charlie would know or not, but she's gonna know amd jsut casually not say anything, cause she thinks Vaggie already knows, JUST for the sale of this conversation-

[in-fair-verona-we-set-our-scene]

Husk having once been an Overlord makes so much sense when you look at his character design. The Overlords are the sinners who own the most souls. They also have visual theming that communicates what their entire "deal" is. Carmilla is made of steel and points and she sells weapons. Valentino looks like a pimp and works in the porn industry. Alastor is a radio host. Presumably their jobs and specialties (or simple conquest) is also where they get most of the souls they own, like Valentino with Angel Dust.

But there's a gap in the line-up. Gambling. There's no Overlord with an obvious gambling motif like Husk has. Out of all the exploitative industries where people could end up signing their very souls away, gambling seems like the most obvious. So as the only character who looks like they could be running a bunch of casinos where people go so broke they end up betting their souls, which Hell has to have, it fits Husk very well.

[blue-rose-soul]

I wonder where Alastor went after he blew up on Husk. He obviously didn't rejoin Charlie and Lucifer. And he didn't reappear in the parlor until the loan sharks had already done some significant damage to the hotel. Hell, Husk beat him downstairs. After he left Husk shuddering on the ground in absolute terror. But Husk still managed to brush himself off and get himself back downstairs acting like his usual self before Alastor did.

Did he have to hide somewhere private to gather his thoughts? Did he go off to speak with his invisible master?

[yellowsubiesdance]

i think i’ve learned a lot when it comes to not applying my own values to the media i consume

for my script analysis class yesterday, we discussed two gentleman from verona, and nearly every classmate of mine was up in arms about how sexist the story is.

and i'm not saying it's not, or that it's not infuriating to read. but i'm also not putting my energy into getting upset about something written 500 or so years ago. and i'm not about to put my own beliefs onto these characters that are not me. i'm going to let their choices speak for themselves, and interpret it in the context of the story.

all that said, this now brings me to the point of alastor in episode 5, and how viscerally people are responding to it. those of you up in arms about the choices he’s making, and the violent threat he gave husk, you’re missing the entire point of his character, of this place they’re in, of the story being told. he’s an overlord, and he became an overlord by killing much bigger overlords and broadcasting their deaths over the radio.

HE IS NOT A GOOD PERSON.

if you started this show with the belief that every character working the hotel is a good person, you’re in the wrong place. watch the good place if you’re looking for a good wholesome story about getting dead sinners into heaven, because that’s not what this show is about.

you’re more than welcome to hate him after seeing the way he exerted power over a being whose soul he owns, but you’re doing the media you’re watching a disservice by writing it off so quickly. if you don’t like to be uncomfortable watching media, watch something else. this is an uncomfortable show, it handles uncomfortable topics, and it’s going to be an uncomfortable ride, and if you’re not up for something like that, then you should take a break from it and pick up something else. you don’t have to get online and defend your own ideals while you watch a show that goes against your ideals.

[spidersins]

blood rose masquerade ball

a commissioned piece by the incredibly talented @vvo1d1ing of angel & husk ( @gamblins ) attending the masquerade ball held by @cannibalxroses in their matching black and gold attire.

[courtanie]

Okay but like there's a fundamental problem with the common headcanon/wish for the show where Husk gambles Valentino for Angel's soul. (Mind you this doesn't apply to AUs where Husk still has his soul, this is regarding the canon timeline, but I digress.)

Husk would (or SHOULD) know better than to go that route. How did Husk lose his soul again? The man knows how severe the consequences are when you lose that gamble. And Alastor owns his soul so he can't put that on the line, so it's literally going to be 'does Val get full ownership of Angel's soul or none of it'. That is an insane amount of stakes, no matter how confident he is that Val's stupidity will outweigh the potential for his loss. But before 'Loser, Baby' when he's talking to Angel about his loss to Alastor, he's speaking of regret, of understanding the consequences that he inflicted upon himself. So WHY would he potentially put Angel through that? Yes on one side is freedom, but on the other is him knowing that he caused Angel to become completely ensnared. (Great for angst fic, horrible for actual canon plotline god can you imagine.)

And furthermore, giving that role to Husk really belittles what is looking to be a main arc of Angel's character, which is him gaining his agency back. Listen, I want Husk involved in his freedom coming to fruition, desperately, (and vice versa), but Husk shouldn't be the main cause of said freedom. Angel shouldn't once more find himself as just a pretty little toy with no real say in his fate. We can make an argument that Angel could be the one that asks Husk to do that so it's technically "his" decision, but that would detract just the same I feel. Like sure, let the fight start with Husk, but Angel needs to be the one to finish it.

Angel learning to trust is another important part to his arc, but there's a difference between trust and handing over the fate of your soul to yet another person. Such a scenario would come with an underlying feeling of owing Husk something even if Husk insists he doesn't, and what could make their relationship so special is neither of them feeling obligated to be with the other one, they just want to be. That's a freedom neither of them have had for a long time and taking that opportunity from them, even subconsciously, just seems cruel.

[justarandomhelluvablog]

having thoughts about how Husk actually has very little left to redeem bc he started his journey of self-change before even coming to work at the hotel, but at the same time redemption isn't even his goal- he ain't even aiming for heaven, he just wanted to be a better person and maybe now with friends and especially Angel, who he supports so much and wants to see succeed, maybe now he has a reason to be a better person

[sunnystrikerz]

Extended a scene I had drawn fanart for a few months back, but tried it in a comic format! Haven't done something like this in a while so it was fun to have a go at it.

Fanfic is called The Casino Overlord, I once again recommend checking it out!

Here's the older fanart of the same scene!

[vaggieslefteye]

HELL'S GREATEST DAD ↳ from Hazbin Hotel Season One (2024): 1x05 - "Dad Beat Dad"

[iholli]

hey listen. I had a RadioStatic thought that's definitely unlikely but still interesting to consider okay

what if Alastor rejected Vox because of the contract holding him. what if he actually did want to be with Vox, business partners or otherwise, but was afraid of him being a weakness and getting hurt. what if Alastor had to choose between rejecting and humiliating Vox, or getting him killed. and after their fight Alastor left for seven years in part because it hurt him for having to make that choice. but at least Vox wouldn't be hurt again, and after losing to Alastor he'd move on.

only for Alastor to come back, find Vox is still obsessed with him, and have to keep finding ways to hurt him so they're distanced from each other.

better to hurt someone you care about than kill them, or die trying to protect them before you can make things right.

right?

[arahusk]

People on twitter currently very rabid over Alastor/Lucifer because of the art print and VA's teasing about it. Meanwhile, I'm still hyperfixating on Alastor stroking Husk's ears and calling him his pet. Like, how can I look at anything else??? They are married actually??? I'm sorry but I need my ships to be a little more weirdly affectionate and touchy actually (the scary context is a plus).

[helldustedstories]

@vanaglcria asked: ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ / kasumi @ husk

200 random dialogue prompts // accepting

When you ran a casino, things were bound to get a little …. heated. Husk was perfectly well prepared to deal with those who tried to cheat, as well as those who tried to distract by starting a fight, hoping that they'd get away with a lesser infraction when they were inevitably caught.

But they'd not dealt with him before. He could sniff out cheaters a mile away, and he hadn't been wrong once, not since he'd become an Overlord, not since he finally had the power, the upper hand in his own casino.

He'd noticed the fox demon coming in a few times, and she'd seemed to be enjoying herself, playing quite a few hands, winning some, losing others, but usually in pretty good spirits. She had seemed pleasant enough when he'd dropped by her table to make sure everything was as it should be, though she was harder to get a read on than most. Still, as long as she behaved, she would be welcome. But the moment that changed, he had quite a few resources at his disposal, and he would take care of her if that happened.

Today had started out like any other day: performers took the stage when they were supposed to, the servers were making their rounds, and his contracted employees were doing the jobs that were expected of them.

Things changed quickly when some fuckface pulled out a gun they'd managed to sneak onto the floor. Someone was going to have to pay for that, someone who hadn't done their fucking JOB.

Instead of going for one of the many guns stashed around the place, Husk pulls out a deck of cards tucked neatly into his jacket, readying a few of them. He'd just been about to throw one, to at least get the fucker's attention when the gun wasn't in his hand anymore and the fox demon had his arms pinned behind his back.

He raised an eyebrow, offering a slow smirk at her words. "I never underestimate a pretty face," he responded, taking a moment to glance over his shoulder, snapping his fingers. Two bouncers for this particular area came rushing over, to take the would-be assailant away, so Husk could deal with him later.

Husk offered her a hand to help her back to her feet, smirk still on his lips. "I owe you at least a drink after that, Miss….?" he questioned, leading her over to the main bar before slipping behind it himself. His bartenders were perfectly capable of making her a drink (they wouldn't be here, otherwise, even if he did own their souls), but she'd just saved him a lot of hassle; the least he could do was make her drink himself.

[alastorss]

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Alastor's antlers are embarrassingly, pathetically, unbearably sensitive.

He can't for the life of him figure out why—it's not like any of the other transfigured creatures wandering around the underworld were made this way. Most other animal-like sinners don't seem to care about or even acknowledge their characteristics.

Yet here he is, purposefully hiding them away just so that no one will discover his terrible weakness. Oh, what he would give to be like the others if only to ignore their incessantly uncomfortable presence on his head.

Perhaps it was a curse from heaven that made him this way, or karma that he was repaying from his life. Either way, he can't stand being touched.

At least, that's what he thought.

There's no malicious intent behind your hands, no glint in your eye that makes the primal instincts in his head scream at him to melt into the shadows. You're as gentle as can be, fingers running delicately along the intricacies of his antlers and stopping just at the ends of them.

"They're beautiful," you whisper with your eyes blown wide. Your shoulders rise and fall with each rapid breath, probably from the adrenaline of standing so close to an Overlord like this. And Alastor, no less.

Your reliable hotelier. Your first real friend in the hotel. The one whose smile cannot be trusted.

But for some reason, you can't shake the feeling that he's looking at you with pure, genuine appreciation even if his smile is a little wonky.

"Why, thank you, darling!"

He jerks away from you quick as the wind, standing tall once again and towering over you. His expression has morphed into something more strained—you can tell by the way his face creases up as his eyes narrow.

He was the one who decided to invade your personal space while the two of you were arguing. He just didn't think that you would be so bold as to get distracted by his antlers and have the gall to reach out to touch them.

The worst part? The absolute worst part of it all is that no one in all the time he's been in Hell has been gentle with him like that.

Add that to the list of things he despises. Or likes. You're confusing him now.

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You have some nerve, he thinks.

Your hands have found a new home resting atop his head, with your fingers combing through his hair and tracing up and down the curve of his antlers.

It becomes a nightly routine—him on the barstool or sitting in front of the piano and you standing behind him with your fingers tangled in his hair and your chin on his head, perched right between the horns. Others in the hotel have started to raise a brow, but you don't seem to care.

So when you finally decide to break routine, sitting on the opposite end of the couch from him, his eye twitches.

There isn't even an audience tonight, everyone else already tucked into bed save for Husk behind the bar who's too busy with a bottle to care. The silence between you is heavy as lead.

"Is something the matter?" Alastor finally abruptly asks, eyes narrowed at you from the side. You shift uncomfortably.

"Why would something be the matter?"

He's not in the mood for games right now. "This is the first time you've sat away from me in months," he observes.

You look at him, surprised by his hostility over this. "Well, Lucifer told me that you don't like—"

"Lucifer," he interrupts, head now whipping to the side so he can fully glare at you. "Knows nothing."

You blink at him, stunned. With the way he's acting, he almost seems... annoyed that you've decided to stop being so handsy?

Silence overcomes you again as you just stare at each other, completely at a loss of words. Alastor finally realizes his snappiness and composes himself once more, exhaling through his teeth.

His smile softens at you, missing its usual edge. You know him like this the best—head in your lap and antlers exposed. It's familiar to you in a way that it could never be to anyone else. At least, you hope that's true.

"He knows nothing," the radio demon says one more time for good measure, eyes drifting shut under the weight of your hands.

Alastor has never liked to be touched before. But maybe there is a first time for everything, and maybe the safety of your touch brings him enough ease that you're the first he admits he can tolerate.

His smile says it all. He's content like this, even if he would deny it with his chest if you ever told anyone else.

"Okay," you breathe. "I believe you."