#Hazbin Hotel Husk

[redfluffz]

Are you prepared for Christmas? ✨️🎄🎁

Cause the gang's all ready!

Also I think most of the sinners would probably still call it Christmas, wouldn't they? 🤔

[kribbin]

Been a while but Christmas is near so huskerdust it is!

[hazbinshusk]

21 with husk?🥺👉👈

I started combining this for a request for a wedding night with husk, and about halfway through, realised that you had sent both requests! so hopefully, you enjoy what I've come up with :)

prompt #21: dealer's choice

“I thought we’d never get away,” Husk murmurs against your neck, breath tickling against your skin as his nose bumps against the edge of your jaw. You smile, letting him wind an arm around you even as it makes it more difficult to focus on getting the door unlocked. Husk presses his body up against your back, and you breathe a laugh as he kisses your neck.

“Really? I thought if Charlie gave one more teary-eyed speech, Angel was going to carry you upstairs for me himself,” you tease back, and Husk chuckles in your ear, smoothing claws over your satin-covered hips.

“Shoulda let him,” Husk rumbles, inhaling the scent at the nape of your neck. The feeling of his breath against the sensitive skin there makes you shiver against him, your eyes closing for a moment. “Havin’ this many stairs an’ no fuckin’ elevator is a serious design flaw.”

“It is Hell,” you point out in amusement, finally getting the key into the lock. It turns with a heavy click. “But if you want, I can go down and have a word with Lucifer now, and—”

You laugh aloud in surprise as Husk catches hold of you before you can pull away, sweeping you up into his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck automatically, face flushing at the sudden romance of the moment. Which, considering it was your wedding night, was just a little ridiculous.

“Weren’t you just complaining about the stairs being too physically demanding?” you ask teasingly, and Husk smirks  affectionately up at you.

“Can it. Would ya jus’ let an old man have his moment?”

You grin, leaning in to press your lips to his. Husk meets them happily, a purr rumbling through his chest – a sound that you’re happy to note you’ve heard more often than not tonight. For once, he doesn’t even seem to mind that one of his more cattish behaviours was on display in front of the rest of the hotel residents.

“Sorry,” you mumble between kisses. “Proceed.”

“’ppreciate it, doll,” he replies giving you an almost roguish smirk. “Mind gettin’ the door? I ain’t as young as I used to be.”

You giggle, reaching down to turn the knob and push the door open. Husk kisses you again as he carries you across the threshold to what Charlie has officially dubbed the Hazbin Hotel’s new honeymoon suite – you have a sneaking suspicion her dear old dad had something to do with the recent overnight renovations that got this room up to Charlie’s high standards. It rivals the princess’ own suite in sheer size, but you barely spare the room a glance before curling your fingers in the fur at the back of Husk’s head and kissing him again.

Husk groans into it, tongue tracing your lower lip before you meet it with your own. He kisses you deeply, slowly, the claws cradling your legs slipping up under the slit in the skirt of your dress to tease along the flesh of your thigh. Candlelight glows around you, casting deep shadows across your paramour’s features as you part, his pupils a deep, liquid gold that heats the very core of you. He sets you down gently, paws taking hold of your hips firmly enough that you can feel those heart-shaped pads pressing into your flesh.

“Kiss me again,” he murmurs, his voice deep and smooth and full of that whiskey-warmth that makes a shudder play through your lower back, makes heat pool between your thighs.

“Hmmm…” you draw it out teasingly, and his smile twitches wider in amusement as you tap your chin with a finger as though in thought. “Only ‘cause you asked so nicely.”

“Cheeky…” he mutters with a grin, cupping your cheeks in both hands and kissing you again, sweet and deep. You smile into it, your hands coming up to fumble with the buttons of his shirt. You unfasten them slowly, smoothing your fingers up through the fur of his stomach as its exposed. Husk growls, low in the back of his throat, as you scratch your nails along his chest, his purring doubling as you reach up to rub your fingers against the base of his ear. “I love you, doll…”

“Love you, Husk,” you murmur, brushing your lips against his, over his cheek. “I love you.”

“God, I’ll never get tired of hearin’ that,” he tells you, bumping his forehead against yours. His paws smooth down over your arms, mapping out the length of them slowly before coming down to curl around your palms. You interlace your fingers with his. “Still don’t understand how a guy like me…”

“Hey,” you squeeze his hands, leaning up to kiss his cheek. Husk’s eyes close as he leans into it, chasing the touch instinctively. You kiss his neck, smiling when you feel his breath catch. “I’m the lucky one here.”

Husk chuckles disbelievingly, shaking his head. “You thinkin’ that might jus’ be the craziest thing about you, baby.”

You smirk, raising a finger in pretend threat. “Hey, I am about three seconds from making a bad pun about the luck of the draw here if that’s what it takes to prove my point—”

Husk laughs, signalling his surrender by kissing you again. When he breaks away he bumps his head against your jaw, rubbing his forehead contentedly against your neck. “Alright, point taken, doll.”

“Good,” you smile, the expression turning suggestive as you bite your lip. “Now, remind me… there’s something we’re supposed to do on our wedding night, right? Some kind of tradition that—”

You break off in a laugh as Husk scoops you up again, lifting you so you can wrap your legs around his waist. His mouth meets yours with a new hunger as he carries you across the floor, and your laughter doubles as he tosses you back onto the bed. You bounce on the plush mattress, sinking into the downy comforter. Husk tugs the tie from his throat as he looks down on you in your wedding dress, slips his suspenders off his shoulders as his eyes travel slowly over you in a way that makes your entire body flush with excitement.

“I got you, baby,” he grins, running a hand between his ears, loosening the pomade that had trained the longer fur there into a slicked back style. “Let me show you exactly what married life gets you.”

Husk sheds his shirt as he climbs over you, his wings spread wide as he brings his mouth back to yours.

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø

[drawlody]

SANTA ADAM PART 1/2 YAY ty for the discord peeps for this idea ^^

theres still more yes but it would be spoilers :))

[demidoodlefox]

Confrontation AU - Put to the Sword

Ah, Alastor... Trying to poke Luci into doing something...

3 pages to go before Rage happens. This act's not supposed to be as long as it is, but here we are.

>>>><<<<

Confrontation AU Masterpost

[jollmaster]

asileverse: Charlie's gang, different funny (and not funny) things

• Charlie, when she had learned more about the customs of mortals, absolutely seriously offered Seviathan to be a godfather for Razzle or Dazzle (he laughed a lot, but said "well, it sounds funny")

• Vega was able to see her noble lover once more in Eden: he had lived a long life and sincerely repented of sins, and Vega was happy to see him, though former affection had long since faded

• if Angel Dust had the choice of betraying Charlie's gang in exchange for seeing his sister again, he would only say "I have to see her"

• Alastor never used real surname so as not to publicize his kinship with mother's family; his mortal surname was Hawkwood (forest theme, again)

• Niffty suffered from bipolar affective disorder while she was still alive, and it has some bearing on her uneven process of decay

• Husk irrationally likes to have someone lying on him, but doesn't realize that it reminds of how children, including his own, used to lie on him when he went back to family from wanderings

• as time goes on, Cherri Bomb stops being shy about her scarred face: it means a lot, considering she was really pretty in mortal life and very afraids of physical pain after death

• sir Pentious is absolutely bad at wooing women because he thinks it's nonsense; his wooing acts look like a geek's desire to share interesting information

[ainoamaru]

Shake your Groove.🎶

[nillisaie]

A couple of losers

[yasmiralotta]

Sinsmas spoilers

Same vibes 🥰

[azmodeusart]

My final release for this year is available. A little extra short notice but I'd been working on ornaments for the past couple of months and finally completed the artwork. These are going to be 3.5" wooden ornaments made from sustainable and ethically sourced walnut wood. PO goes from now until the 5th.

[zzleepywulf]

Found a lil' old sketch of Huskerdust lying around just decided to polish it a bit and experimented with a manga-like tools in Ibis Paint (These are mind blowing holy moly-) What a way to end 2024 with my year's otp 🫀✨

[drazhaq]

First time chatting with the crew is very overwhelming, Luci would prefer lighter conversations.

*first art post with my new name!

[cholvoq]

HELLO YALL- It's Chol!

You may or may not have seen my HH stuff on Tiktok 😭😭

I wanted to post my Hazbin redesigns on here one bc l've literally been neglecting Tumblr and I feel bad and two, they've been getting a ton of love on Tiktok so I wanted to share them here as well!

Pt 1!

[nik0-ono]

🦈

[lucdoodle]

meanwhile in the audience...

[illiardbilliard]

Group art therapy or teambuilding exercise or something, Hell if I know.