#Hazbin husk

[yerproblematicfav]

The thing about Angel Dust is that yes, he's soft and sweet and loving. But he's also a literal murderer. He didn't just kill those mobster sharks, he did it with a smile on his face. And you know what? I love him for that. No notes. 🩷

Love these pictures on Angel's door

[tranquil-slaughterhouse]

[k-nayee]

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“That...was my biggest cock!” he hissed. “You little shit! Do you know how much that bastard earned me?!”

Angel Dust flinched at the venom in his tone, shrinking back as if expecting a blow.

“____, I'm serious—please,” he whispered desperately. “Just go. You’re making it worse.”

You pout dramatically, turning to Angel. “But I don’t want to go without you.”

His shoulders sagged as despair cloud his face. “I’m bound to him okay? There’s no hope. Just go before this gets worse.”

“Bound?” you ask. “By what? This?”

Reaching out you grab at the air—and a glowing fuchsia-colored chain materializes in your hand, shimmering with unnatural energy.

The entire room froze, mouths agape as the chain became visible to everyone.

It stretched taut between Angel’s locked wrists to Valentino's cane.

Valentino’s glasses slipped down his nose, revealing his wide pupilless cerise-pink eyes filled with disbelief.

“What—how—that’s impossible!” he staggered back, his cane shaking in his grip. “That’s...that's a soul contract!”

You frowned, holding the chain up with both hands and inspecting it like a curious child.

“Really? It was so easy to grab though. Must not be that great.”

As you spoke you gave the chain a soft experimental tug. It shattered instantly into nothingness.

The sound of the chain breaking echoed through the silence.

Valentino’s jaw slackened as his cane clattered to the floor. Angel Dust blinked, staring down at his now-unbound wrists before looking at you just as gobsmacked.

A cheeky smile curled at your lips.

“....Oops.”

[thatbadassauthor]

✡ Alastor x Fem!FallenSeraphim!Reader ✡

@BlazeTheCatPrincess ON WATTPAD. I know it's not really what you asked for but take this while I'm working on it. This was inspired by your request but dw I'm still doing your request.

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You don't ever speak to him, except the few moments you'll walk past him and share a quick hello. You both clearly respect each other, yet aren't at all more then acquaintances.

..Until, you're not. And you have a certain cat demon to thank for that.

⚠️ Trigger Warning; ⚠️

Mentions of Falling from Grace.

Mentions of Religion.

Profanity.

Alcohol indulgence.

Mentions of Light Gore, nothing too explicit.

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You joined the Hazbin Hotel around a year ago, for your own.. reasons. Being an infamous Overlord, you helped Charlie and the rest of the hotel staff with your wide range of abilities. Sure, Alastor was helping too, but there are things he couldn't do. As there was things he could do you couldn't. Despite not talking often, you definitely work together exceptionally well. You both know how to get things done, after all.

You've always been a mystery, that's how you liked it. The less people know about you the better, but Charlie's never minded. Especially since Vaggie threatens you the least out of everyone here. After you fought for them at the Extermination, Vaggie has been oddly nice. Charlie takes it as just some character development, but you know the true reason. She knows.

Knows you're a fallen angel.

Of course you don't have anything to give that away, you know how to keep your secrets. But it's as if now she's seen how you fight she can taste the angelic blood. No one else knows, but you suppose as a fallen excorsist if anyone would figure it out, it's her.

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As you're an Overlord, you'd think you'd have something with The Radio Demon. Something like a rivalry, or maybe a bond. But nope. You don't ever speak to him, except the few moments you'll walk past and say a quick hello. You both clearly respect each other, yet aren't at all more then acquaintances. Of course you've had your moments where you've thought about trying to start a bond with him, but that's only out of curiosity. You know how YOU got your power so quickly, but for some mortal to get power that quick? Who wouldn't be at least some form of intrigued.

You're currently sitting at the bar with Husk, the gruff cat demon grumpily passing you a shot of vodka. He slides it over the bar to you, and you stop it from falling with your powers before using one finger to trace the rim of the glass.

"Why don't you talk to Alastor more? I mean it ain't any of my business, and I don't really care.. but I feel like everyone expects you two to get along most?" Husk inquiries with a raised eyebrow, clearly curious despite denting such.

"Oh please, I do things with reason. I have no reason to.. bond with him, if that's what you're implying. As for the expectation of us getting along, whatever would make you all think such?" You reply simply, yet internally question the topic at hand. You'd think Husk wouldn't want to talk about anything regarding Alastor, he doesn't exactly hide his distaste for the deer demon.

"I mean.. you're both Overlords. And everyone saw how you two work together. I ain't tryna get in your business or somethin', just sayin'.. You compliment each other." The bartender says with a shurg, wiping a glass with a rag. His paw holds the fabric carefully, the cat demon keeps his eyes locked on the glass. As if he's being extra careful with his words, making sure he doesn't accidentally strike a nerve with someone who could easily snap his neck with a claw.

"Mhm, any Overlord can work with another when they want to. Besides, I don't hate him. We just.. have no reason to speak. He does actions with reason as much as I do, I respect him for that. But I don't get your point regarding.. "Us complimenting each other." As you so bluntly put it." You respond casually, grabbing the glass and sipping on it casually.

Of course you respect the demon, he's done nothing to not earn that in your eyes. Though you think about the bartender's suggestion a little more then you thought you would.. What if you were to bond with Alastor, maybe even court him. You immediately shake the thought out of your mind, why would you ever do something so silly? You can't deny he's powerful, but you barely even speak to him. You have no reason to.

"All I'll say is give it a shot. Give him a shot, you'll thank me later."

-

And you did exactly that, later that night you had walked up to The Radio Demon and discussed how he killed his last victim. It was very creative actually, ripping out his guts and then strangling him with his own intestines. Oh his screams were almost heavenly, the closest you'll get to Heaven nowadays. You don't miss it, at all. Sera was a bitch, Lute too.

And surprisingly, that night went really well. It was nothing extreme at all, but definitely improvement. You couldn't deny it, Husk had a point. He did compliment you in a lot of ways, especially his snarky humor matching your sarcastic one. Oh, and the mutual sadism and power. That too.

After that day you started to talk with The Radio Demon a lot more, each time Husk would be somewhere with a knowing smile. One time he even brought you over to Cannibal Town, and he constantly mentioned how he was older then you. Well it is true he's been in HELL longer then you, you decided to keep to yourself the fact you were made centuries before the 1900s.

The tidy town had reminded you a lot of Heaven, and apart from the embassy it's the closest thing to Heaven down here. Of course it's no where near Heaven at all, but compare it to the ruthless streets of Pentagram City.. Yeah.

You'll definitely have to repay Husk sometime, but that's not important right now.

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Currently the hotel is beaming of energy, the atmosphere as warm and welcoming as ever. Since the renovations, it's been a lot more lively with more patrons, much to Charlie's delight. Charlie is seen on the other side of the lobby, welcoming in an aquatic pair of sinners to their rooms. Vaggie trails behind Charlie and the demons, as if to make sure they won't do anything shady to the naive princess. Charlie thinks it's a bit much and that she needs to be more trusting, yet Vaggie will always be her guard dog. Whether Charlie likes it or not, it's in Vaggie's nature.

Angel is seen pestering the bartender with his sexual remarks, laying his long body of the counter much to Husk's annoyance. The cat demon looks at the arachnid fondly however, much to his own annoyance. And Nifty is out of the hotel, presumably stabbing some of the little critters she obsesses over so much out on the roof.

Being your ever playful self, you decide to find something to entertain yourself before the Overlord meeting later. You use one of your angelic abilities to turn invisible. Well, more so into holy light. But since you're in Hell, all it does is make you invisible. Which is actually helpful, being a fallen angel has it perks.

You walk up behind your good friend, which earned an ear flick yet he doesn't seem to know you're there. Obviously he senses someone, but he presumes it's just his powers flaring up. Sometimes it tends to do that, as his static can sense air frequency yet it flares up just due to the noise.

Suddenly he feels a soft, warm feeling on his senstive deer ears. Immediately his body tenses up, and his grip on his newspaper tenfolds. His clawed fingers rip through the paper effortlessly, his eyes widened and on alert. But before he can react he let's out a whimper. One that sounds awfully pleased. He immediately covers his mouth, yet luckily everyone is too preoccupied to notice his reaction. He lets out a soft, embarrassed moan before his ears bend down out of your grip.

"Who wants to lose a limb today? HAHA." Alastor suddenly declares before looking behind him. Only in the most unsettling way possible, bending his head impossibly back behind him with his neck outstretched only to see no one. He straightens up after placing down the newspaper, and turns his whole body to face your direction.

Seeing no one, he immediately pieces it together. You're the only one who can turn invisible apart from himself, after all. "My darling, at least play your ridiculous pranks somewhere more private? I have a reputation to uphold."

You manifest before him expectedly after being called out, wearing a cheeky smirk that could rival the Jokers. You show absolutely no regret of remorse, not to The Radio Demon's surprise. You simply snicker as he rolls his eyes, you're damn lucky. Any other demon would've lost their limb as soon as he regained his senses.

Despite being a fellow Overlord, he definitely trusts you. You've bonded a lot over these years, dare he say you could rival Rosie for his affections. He simply waves a hand dismissively, stopping the sarcastic excuse before you can say it.

"You think you're funny darling? Well, two can play that game." The deer demon suddenly exclaims, which makes you cross your arms over your chest.

Your eyes glint with defiance, yet anticipation. Your wings almost flare out instinctively to challenge him, though you stop them before they do so. He doesn't know you're a fallen angel after all. You only let your black regal wings out when threatening and killing your victims, so no one is ever alive to tell the tale. To expose your little secret.

"Oh really?" You say, not afraid but definitely anticipating what he has planned. Surely he won't go too extreme, but you are well aware of how he likes to return favours..

"I can't wait for our meeting, my dear darling. See you later, I'll be waiting."

Oh, you had forgotten about that. You know you're in for it now. But why does that send a shiver down your spine?

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1748 WORDS <3 A nice and quick one. Also there's a lot of time skips becuz I'm lazy asf.

[elmodontdraw]

It’s Luci lol

[micksture]

some side profile studies of the main characters, featuring funky fonts

posting it before i hate it 🙏

[kame-artist]

Redraw of THIS, the first Hazbin Hotel thing I posted on tumblr. My style has changed so much in the last 9 months

[albobeati7]

Dusky in a durag to celebrate milestone on bsky!!

Also BITSY! Cuz i missed her!

[miopodart]

~Have some HuskerDust for your fine Saturday evening~

[ask-husker]

I found a song that sums up Val and Vox perfectly. It’s blue from Heathers the Musical. I think you should listen to it so you can understand why I think so

I read the lyrics and, yeah, I can see it. Those bozos.

[lunaticalove2]

Hihhih

Real reason Husk doesn't use his wings

Angel: there's too many of them!!!

Husk shooting rapidly: I told you not to steal that guy's wallet!!!

Angel throws knife at a guy: how was I supposed to know he was an overlord??!?

Husk drops gun: whelp! Shit! I'm outta ammo

Angel: I'm outta everything! There's only one thing left we can do

Husk: what's that?

Angel: you're gonna have to fly us out of here

Husk: ...

Angel: what?!? They work right?

Husk: yeah they work it's just... maybe we find a solution that doesn't involve us being way up in the air...

Angel: are you telling me you're afraid of heights?!?

Husk: look! despite my appearance I do not always land on my feet!

Angel: fucking Christ!! Then what do we-

Helicopter shows up*

Charlie in the helicopter: get in!!!

Husk: you guys... go on without me...

Angel: Oh no you don't!

Angel grabs Husk and throws him into the helicopter*

Helicopter takes off*

Husk with his heart pounding: could-could you fly uh a little lower!

Vaggie: don't you have wings?

Angel: exactly!!!

Charlie: it's alright we're almost to the hotel

Husk: I can't do this! I can't do this!

Charlie taking his hand: shhhh, it's okay... you're doing soooo good! Just a little more... see? You got this!

Helicopter lands*

Husk springs out and lands on all fours*

Charlie: I'm so proud of you! You did so good!!

Angel casually walks by with a smirk*

Husk: I'm never gonna live this down am I?

Angel: no you are not

[tranquil-slaughterhouse]

[pani-artz]

Cursed cat Alastor x Lilo and Stitch

[barkeroodle]

Happy birthday to everyone’s favourite spider!

(for clarification, he thanked Charlie afterwards for whatever she gave him)

[ask-husker]

That didn't happen, pal.

(Don't God mode!)

Hey Rosie I have a bag of Husk blood I tested and it's 145 proof alcohol. Give it a taste.

Oh, well, I do appreciate the offer. But how exactly did you get this? Husker is a dear old friend of mine, wouldn't be polite to drink his blood without his permission.