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#Angel Dust x Husk
loopyart · 3 days
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Tutorial for cheering up your old grumpy cat boyfriend 🐈‍⬛✨
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anime-owo-kage-san · 2 days
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Okay, so I heard/read (can’t remember where) some person say that Husk, back when he was an overlord, was dubbed “The King Of Hearts”, because of all the heart prints in his body, (and bc his powers are connected to card stuff)
So now, I’m stuck imagining him being really popular with hundreds of admirers. He’s stolen more hearts than souls.
Which lead me to this random super crack scenario I came up with, after watching an old 2000s show lmao:
- Cannibal Town had injured people, after the extermination, and wrecked homes.
- Charlie decides to both help and use the situation as a redemption activity; earn enough money to finally support cannibal town’s people. (Ofc, she asked her dad to take care of it, may they fail to get enough money though.)
- Alastor suggests they host a ‘date auction’. Highest bidder willing to donate, gets a date.
Angel: “Gee. I’m flattered and all, Smiles. But, I’m kiiiinda on break today…”
Alastor: “Oh, don’t worry my effeminate fellow! I wasn’t suggesting to use you! Aside from the fact that another overlord owns you, and I don’t wish to deal with their jealous tantrums— I know someone who was quite the charmer, and still is if he puts himself back together! Right Husker?”
- Then Alastor goes on and on about how Husk was constantly targeted by admirers, without even trying. And how, regardless of being stripped of his status, he knows sinners and hell borns would die (a second time) to have one day with the King of Hearts all to themselves.
Alastor: “Trust me, Husker. There were once rumors that the King of Hearts ‘captured’ my heart, so I gambled for your soul because I wanted you all to myself. As repulsive and incorrect as those baseless claims were, it proves that their are still sinners out there, desperate for you, and weren’t happy the day you were taken down.”
- Sooo… They did the auction. Husk reassured Charlie that he was fine with it. (Besides, Alastor let him wear a suit similar to his old one.) Not many sinners showed up, because not everyone could afford to buy out the King of Hearts for the day.
- The bidding starts somewhere around 1,000, slowly getting higher, raising a sign with their number label on it as they scream out one high price above the other, until…
???: “60 grand.”
- Everyone turns to see a really hot, busty, woman in the middle of the crowd, holding up her number.
- Angel’s eyes are wide in disbelief. He’d recognize those jugs anywhere!
Angel: *hissing under his breath* “Tit-fucker..!”
Vaggie: “Wait. What?”
- Like hell Angel was going to let “Tiffany Tit-fucker” buy Husk out for a whole fucking day!
- So he shoves one of the bidders away, stealing their number sign.
Angel: “Um… 60, 001?”
Tiffany: “70 grand.”
Angel: “70, 001?”
Tiffany: “80 grand.”
Angel: “80, 00—Fuck it…” *tosses sign to the ground* “No amount of dick sucking is gonna get me that much cash…”
- So, Tiffany buys out Husk, The King of Hearts, for the whole day, and a jealous Angel (and Niffty, just because I want her there) spies on them during the whole date.
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villainboygirl · 3 days
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The fact that, in the italian version, Husk say to Angel "Perché questo tuo aspetto mi piace tanto", that means "Because I like very much this aspect of you"🥺😭
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murcciervo · 2 days
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LATE NIGHT
Part I; Part II; Part III
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This is a small, mini comic of Angel and Husk. I will tag every page with its necessary warnings but this comic will depict some heavy topics. Tags for each h page will be below with page descriptions.
The comic as a whole is tagged: ‼️Violence, Drug Use, Strong Language
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Angel’s more than a little upset that Husk isn’t downstairs waiting for him. Logically, it’s late, and he understands the bartender might have gotten tired and gone to bed. But their routine has been Angel coming home late and having a drink with the cat. He’s Also more emotional than usual, so he’ll blame it on that as well.
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LEVEL 10 GYATT!! (I’m gonna hang myself)
A comic of my redesigns of Angel dust and Husk from hazbin hotel
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antholojade · 3 days
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no one asked but i think husk would call his parter "darlin'" NOT DARLING. DARLIN'.
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Huskerdust fic - Sweet and a lil spicy!
Long Nights and Revelations rated Mature
After sharing a few bottles, Angel makes an impulsive move. It doesn't go quite as planned but it does lead to a welcome conversation. And a little bit more...
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The hotel was quiet except for the slight echo of their conversation against the vaulted ceiling. The rest of the occupants were long since asleep. Angel and Husk had retired from the bar to share a final bottle on one of the sofas while they played a half hearted game of Old Maid. 
Angel was drunk, a little dozy, and Husk wasn’t even invested enough to cheat. They ought to have called it a night by now but Angel kept asking Husk to show him fancy shuffle tricks. Between the cards and the booze, the company and the easy conversation, time ticked by unnoticed. 
“Oh now you’re just insultin’ my intelligence,” Husk rolled his eyes at Angel’s clumsy play. 
“Or maybe it’s a double bluff and I want you to take a different card.” Angel arched one brow. Then giggled and hiccupped slightly, which ruined the rakish effect he’d been hoping for. 
“I’ve seen your acting. You couldn’t bluff your way outta a paper bag.” Husk pulled a different card from the one Angel had left conspicuously sticking out further. His face didn’t move as he glanced at it and slid it into his hand. 
Angel affected a pout. “Why you gotta make it hurt like that, huh?”
Husk snorted, taking a long slug from their dwindling bottle before passing it over. “Ain’t you the one always bragging about being a masochist?”
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theratunderyourbed · 3 days
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I made a sticker. 💅
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kokabeil · 21 hours
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HUSKER💥💥♠️♣️
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bucketofchum · 1 month
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Angel: (ಥ﹏ಥ)
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gidankuroki · 4 months
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I'm not into the Hazbin Hotel fandom, but I loved Husk since the pilot. Sooooo I had the chance to listen to "Loser baby" and I had to watch the show after that. I love them together so much, even If I'm not part of the fandom </3 I'm weak
_______ Husk and Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)
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raessahsaysstuff · 4 months
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I LOVE to see person A fell in love with the messiest version of person B
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Okay. I am currently writing a Huskerdust fic of this now.
Will post it when I’m done.
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villainboygirl · 23 hours
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Husk supporting Angel with his body as they dance Loser, Baby:
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murcciervo · 2 days
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I have way too many comics in the making lol but here’s one I’m still working on.
Overlord Angel and Bartender Husk. Angel’s helping out the Hotel because he’s good friends with Alastor. Husk working there as normal and of course Angel just messing with him because he’s such a pretty kitty.
Angel: So Al, what do ya want for the pretty kitties soul? I want him.
Small Drabble below 🖤
Never gonna ever do anything too serious with this but it was fun. 🖤
Prompt: Overlord Angel AU and Bartender Husk. Angel’s helping out the Hotel because he’s good friends with Al. Husk working there as normal and of course Angel just messing with him because he’s such a pretty kitty.
Angel: So Al, what do ya want for the pretty kitties soul? I want him.
There it was again, the familiar chill that always seemed to creep down his spine like an unwelcome guest. Husk’s tired eyes darted to the side, catching 8 sets of magenta, brimming with mischief and hidden desires peering back at him from behind the veil of a glass cup clutched delicately in slim fingers, from a being whose very presence stirred unease in the depths of his being these past few weeks.
"Should've spit in that drink," Husk muttered, his annoyance bubbling up like the fiery spirits that adorned the shelves behind him. The memory of Angel's earlier intrusion still lingered, a fresh wound on his patience. With a growl rumbling in his throat, he returned to the task of cleaning a pristine glass in his hands.
By the entrance, an amused hum leaves Angel’s lips as they curl around the rim of the drink, sipping it slowly. "It's refreshing," he drawled, his voice dripping with mischief and temptation, a melody that lingered in the air like a tantalizing whisper.
"Husker does mix a mean drink, I’ll give him that much," Alastor chimed in, his words seasoned with sarcasm and amusement. "Dare I say, he's got more skill with a cocktail shaker than he ever did with soul-keeping back in the day." His tone carried a hint of knowingness, a subtle jab at Husk's past indiscretions. It amused Angel how Alastor managed to keep his souls in check, assigning them bizarre tasks as a reminder of their insignificance in his grand design—a subtle reminder of their place in the pecking order.
"I must say, you've been making more appearances than a recurring nightmare. Got a newfound faith in our little project, have we?" Alastor's words dripped with playful insinuation, hinting at his awareness of Angel's true intentions. "Or perhaps there's another reason you've been gracing us with your presence so frequently?"
Angel scoffed at Alastor's teasing; his defiance tinged with amusement. "What’s it to ya? Maybe I’m just feelin’ generous."
"Ah, the ever generosity of Overlord Angel never fails to impress." Alastor remarked with a knowing gleam in his eye, bringing their banter to a halt. But beneath the facade of nonchalance, Angel's gaze returned to Husk, hungry and unyielding, the prickling sensation of determination gnawing at him. In his long reign as an overlord, he had encountered countless souls, yet none quite like Husk—defiant, unyielding, and remarkably unfazed by Angel's usual allure. Unlike the others who readily bowed before him, Husk remained resolute, refusing to grovel at his feet for a taste of Angel's favor. This soul intrigued him, enticed him, and he knew he had to possess it, by any means necessary.
“Hey Al,” Angel finally spoke, his voice heavy with longing and desire. “What do ya’ want for the pretty kitties soul? I want him.”
Alastor's grin widened, a sinister glint dancing in his eyes as he turned to the man beside him, his words dripping with honeyed deceit. "Husker's soul is a valuable one. I wouldn’t just give it up so easily after working so hard to get it, Angel. Unless, of course, you have a deal you want to propose?"
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virtualsoup · 4 months
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Oh you kissed me, just to kiss me/not to make me cry
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