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jubileemon · 3 months

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Explaining Huskerdust slowburn

Huskerdust is one of the most popular ships within the Hazbin Hotel fandom, which started with their first interaction in the pilot.

From the outset, Angel Dust shows a clear attraction towards Husk, which is evident from his immediate flirtatious behavior upon Husk's arrival as the hotel's bartender. This attraction is not subtle as Angel Dust is overt in his advances, often pushing boundaries. On the other hand, Husk was initially dismissive and annoyed by Angel's flirtations, responding with expletives and a general attitude of disinterest. Yet, this sets the stage for a relationship that promises to evolve slowly over time.

Although they started off bad, with Husk often finding great irritation in Angel's continued advances, their relationship would begin to deepen as the series progresses.

In the beginning, Husk made it no secret that he was forced to stay at the hotel because of his ties to Alastor and would gladly get as far away as he could if able to. He's addicted to gambling, much the same way Angel is addicted to drugs and sex. He used to be an Overlord but gambled away his bound souls until he got desperate enough to sell his own soul to Alastor.

While his words were poorly timed, pushing Angel's buttons after he'd just suffered a night of abuse from Valentino in "Masquerade", it's hard to deny that Husk is right to be frustrated with Angel's sexual harassment. He's cuttingly accurate when he points out how Angel's lewd and carefree behavior is all a self-destructive act that he hides behind to avoid his problems, and that nobody in the Hotel is particularly impressed with or taken by the front he puts up.

In the episode "Masquerade", a pivotal moment occurs when Husk rescues Angel from a potentially dangerous situation at a club that shows a protective side under his gruff exterior. Afterwards, Husk continues to remind Angel that he can stop his act. However, Angel, shedding tears and expressing his sadness, lashes out at Husk as they argue, explaining he needs to be who he is in order to break himself, both to wash away his misery and escape Valentino.

Saddened by this, Husk helps Angel recognize the parallel misery, which led to them both admitting their regrets and Husk revealing his past as an Overlord to Angel.

Husk getting through to Angel Dust in the manner he does makes a considerable amount of sense when it's taken into account that the first step to overcoming drug addiction is usually getting the addict to acknowledge they even have a problem. Angel hasn't been able to get better despite having some genuine interest because he's been utterly refusing to admit he has a problem to fix, the moment he does his mood drastically improves as does his motivation.

The song 'Loser, Baby' became an uplifting melody for Husk and Angel Dust's relationship. It encapsulates the message that while they may see themselves as losers, they aren't alone in their struggles.

The whole song is just "Stop thinking you're special". Some people may see that as a bad message (at first) considering what Angel goes through, but like him, staying in that mindset of "No one knows what I'm going through, no one else knows what it's like to be me, etc." would not be good for him at all as it would create a barrier of isolation. To be clear, the point is that Husk calls Angel a loser because people, especially very hurt people, need to break their cycle of self-loathing somehow. And sometimes, sometimes, people need to hear that they are, in fact, a loser. But that's okay because a lot of other people are too. This is even reflected in the song, with Angel initially assuming Husk is mocking him, but eventually picking up what he's actually saying. The message isn't "You're not special lmao," it's actually "You're not alone in this, and embracing that is a big step in getting out of it."

A small detail many fans have noticed is that whilst Valentino is very forceful with Angel Dust both emotionally and physically, during the song “Loser, Baby,” Husk is never seen grabbing Angel Dust at all during the song, only ever offering his hand out for him to accept. It's apparent that Husk is expressing more interest in Angel Dust, after seeing that he isn't as shallow as he comes off to be. Since then, Angel and Husk have formed a special bond through being vulnerable and honest with each other. But this scene also shows Husk's concern for Angel's well-being, especially when it comes to drugs and a potential relapse.

In the episode "Welcome to Heaven", Cherri invites Angel and Husk along with Niffty and Sir Pentious to a bar. During this scene, Cherri tries to motivate Angel to take drugs as a way to relieve stress. Husk reminded Angel it would destroy his progress. Husk then admits that Angel succumbing to drugs would really disappoint him. Angel declines the offer, making Husk smile, but later starts heavily drinking, something Husk disapproves of.

This concern is reciprocated when Angel Dust takes care of a drunk Niffty, suggesting a shift from his earlier, more self-centered behavior. The confrontation with Valentino, where Husk is ready to defend Angel Dust, further cements their bond.

Angel was very attracted to Husk and didn't hide it, with his constant boundary pushing flirtation. After being called out for this behavior, Angel not only begins a genuine bond with the cat demon but also stops the annoying, aggressive flirtation.

As they were preparing to fight the exorcists, Husk unconsciously makes a sex comment saying that "Angels won't stop coming", and Angel laughs at this remark. Husk realizes the double meaning of it, and laughs admitting his mistake.

During the bar scene in "The Show Must Go On" an instrumental of "Loser, Baby" plays in the background during Angel and Husks' conversation, which further underscores the hidden depths of their bond. Angel takes Charlie's words to heart about living however you want that night since it may be your last. How does he choose to do it? By simply having a drink with Husk and Cherri Bomb. Husk even notes that he's changed quite a lot since he came to the hotel.

Also, the way he looks at Husk and the little piano reprise of "Loser, Baby" playing in the background. Angel's feelings for him may run deeper than they seem... 😍

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eslypyiris · 6 days

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What your favorite ship from Hazbin Hotel says about you

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★ Warning: This post was made as a joke, don't take it seriously. Any resemblance to reality is pure coincidence ★

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Chaggie: You think you are always right.

Chalastor: You used to be (or still are) that theatre kid.

Huskerdust: You're dealing with a lot of problems and don't know how to fix them.

Radiodust: You are old.

Vaggie/Angel Dust: You are VERY old.

Radiohusk: You like cute animal and angst fics.

Staticmoth: You think even villains deserve love.

Staticradio: You are here for the drama.

Radiorose: You want to date your best friend.

Radioapple: You want Charlie to have two dads (Also, you wanna be Charlie's sibling)

Adamsapple: You watched Good Omens.

Lucilith: You just want Lucifer to fix his family issues and be happy (Honestly, who doesn't?)

Cherrisnake: You think snakes are cool and/or cute.

Guitarspear: You think of yourself as a bad person, but actually the only thing you really want is to be loved and understood.

Emilute: You want either a tough partner or a soft partner. There's no in between.

Polyvees: You spend a lot of time on the internet.

Valdust: Police, it's this one!

Royalhalo: You want Emily to fall.

Charmily: You are soft.

Zestmilla: You are goth.

RoyalFlush: You don't let yourself be fooled by appearances.

Staticspider: Your favorite season is winter because It's the perfect excuse to wrap yourself in a blanket and watch TV.

Radiomaid: You like anime.

Staticradioapple: You, my dear friend, are horny or a helpless romantic.

Brokerdoll: You're tired and you want things to go back to the way they used to be.

Staticapple: You've been having bad luck in love because you've been looking for that "special someone," but the day you stop looking for them will be the day you'll finally be loved.

Character x reader: You wish you were born in the hazbin hotel universe.

(I think these are all the ships. If I forgot any, let me know🌸)

Second part :

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fabuloustrash05 · 2 months

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Huskerdust: First Date Headcanons!

When the two started being in casual flirting territory, Angel would always jokingly ask Husk when they’re hanging out together when he was gonna take him on a “real date”. Angel was then caught off guard when one day, after saying the joke again, Husk responded nonchalantly with “How about tonight?”

Angel nearly choked on his drink. After processing that Husk was in fact serious, that he wants to take him on a date, Angel happily accepted.

Angel spent HOURS trying to pick out the perfect outfit for their date, texting Cherri for suggestions and panicking like crazy. Husk didn't think to much and just a wore nice shirt, pants and tie.

Niffty put together a small bouquet of flowers for Husk to give to Angel.

They were both extremely nervous and panicking on the inside. Husk especially, though on the outside he looked calm and chill, inside he was a nervous wreck, wanting the night to be perfect and fear one screw up will make Angel never want to talk to him again.

Husk referred to Angel as "Anthony" throughout the whole evening.

They went out for a dinner date to a nice fancy restaurant (Charlie was able to use her royal status to get them a reservation).

Charlie may or may not be spying on them (with Vaggie tagging along trying to convince her GF to go home and leave them alone).

Instead of walking back to the hotel, Husk actually carried Angel bridal style and flew back. This happened because Angel teasingly said during the date "So is this when you'll sweep me off my feet? Lol"

Finishing their evening Angel was CONVINCED Husk was gonna want to sleep with him. He was preparing for it, but as they made it back to the hotel and Husk walked Angel back to his room, Husk gave Angel a gentle kiss on the cheek, wishing him a goodnight, and that was it.

This left Angel speechless and very confused. Why would Husk go all out for him with a nice dinner and a romantic evening if he wasn’t expecting sex afterwards?! That’s when Angel confronts Husk, demanding to know why he did all that for him if he wasn’t going to sleep with him. Doesn’t he want to be rewarded for everything? Husk tells Angel straight up that that wasn’t his intention with the date and how he did all of this because he likes Angel and wanted him to feel special. He tells Angel that he does like him and cares for him deeply, but sex is not his top priority when it comes to a relationship. Husk wants to take things slow with Angel before anything between them even turns physical.

It would be at that moment Angel truly realizes that Husk is different and special, and he’s gonna appreciate every moment he shares with him. They would share a loving embrace before parting ways, wishing each a good night, sleeping in their own separate rooms, with Husk left absolutely smitten, and Angel on cloud 9, calling Cherri to tell her everything.

#fabtrash headcanons #hazbin headcanons #hazbin hotel #huskerdust #angelhusk #angel x husk #hazbin angel dust #Angel dust #hazbin husk #husk #charlie morningstar #hazbin vaggie #hazbin niffty #hazbin cherri bomb

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av1xtg · 3 months

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WELCOME TO THE PART 2 OF MY HUSK HEADCANONS (Some of this include huskerdust btw)

This may have bad grammar srry

So he leaves hair EVERYWHERE, sofas, chairs, beds, he can go on vacation to the other side of hell and there will still be hair everywhere. It took a while for the others to get acustomed to that. (Angel helps him to brush his hair out sometimes apparently it's relaxing for him)

He purrs when he is held I just know it (why did I add this idk)

Back when he was an overlord he had an "special" deck of cards made specially for him. They worked both as a weapon and just to play. He still hs them but he only uses them on special games (and to fight like on the fight with the sharks on ep4)

He walks slightly curved cause of lazyness but also cause even thou they're not there he can slightly feel the weight of alastors chain on his back and neck (he has HORRIBLE neck problems)

He likes to dance, and he's a very good dancer. (doesn't show it much though)

Either he passes out at the bar, gets dragged (conscious or not) all the way to his room or he's sober enought to go there by himself.

He sleeps with his clothes on, because pijamas are a waste of time. When he's exited (like happy) his wings flap and his ears twich a bit he tries his best to controll it.

Husk doesn't want to accept it but he's VERY attached to the hh gang.

He never let's niffty into his room, thta's why it's dirtier that a dumpster in there.

He stopped taking care of himself after alastor got his soul, he tought it was no use, he didn't have someone to impress now, nor was he powerful so there was no use on taking care of the mysery of a man he became.

He started to take care of himself after he entered the HH, charlie asked him nicely since she was worried abut him but also cause of his job, after he said he didn't care Vaggie almost put her spear throu his skull.

He wants to help angel escape his deal with Val, because if he can't maybe he can help Angel be free and live the life he deserves.

Angel asked him to take care of fat nuggets and he did (reluctantly) then charlie asked him to take care of Kee Kee for a bit, then sir pentious asked to watch over his minions for a few minutes and now he became the Hazbin Hotel's personal babysitter (Against his will)

He got high ones by some weed brownies Angel baked and tried to attack Sir Pentious (This one is inspired by a fanfic https://archiveofourown.org/works/53614033/chapters/135717379 )

Husk reminds me of "Look's who's inside again" by Bo Burham (Mostly because of the half-cannon half-fanmade backstory I have for him if you wanna hear it let me know)

OK THAT'S IT PEOPLE CAUSE I RAN OUT OF IDEAS

I may do a part 3 but idk

OK BYEEEEEEEEE

#husk #hazbin hotel #huskerdust #hazbin hotel husk #angel dust #angelhusk #charlie morningstar #vaggie #alastor #fat nuggets #hazbin hotel headcanon #husk headcanons #sir pentious

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beanieboi12 · 2 months

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Fourth daily Hazbin headcanon, this time a special one on Huskerdust (for valentines <3)

Given that Angel Dust is Italian, he probably has strong opinions on pizza, y'know, he would probably kill you if you gave him pizza with pineapple on it.

Now here's the Huskerdust part, Husk would make pizza for Angel BUT, because he knows about his boyfriend's opinions on pizza, so he purposefully puts the most offensive toppings (we are talking lemon slices on pizza) on purpose to get a reaction out of Angel Dust. He still eats it of course but he is not happy at all lol

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #angel x husk #huskerdust #angel dust #angel dust hazbin hotel

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mooncalf87 · 3 months

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Sweet/silly/sad Alastor hcs because I'm going insane and am afraid of him after the last ep

SPOILERS FOR EP 8

He generally does care for everyone inside the hotel even if he doesn't really show it

The Great Depression during life actually took a pretty big toll on his mental state, and that has stayed with him throughout his death

He loves to hum old romance songs

He and husk are old romantics (even though Alastor is aroace) and so they both know how to slow dance and once when they got drunk they just randomly started dancing

Hes very bad with emotions, his sadness usually just turns into anger, which he ends up taking out on himself, and occasionally on Husk

He is the #1 huskerdust shipper (he came up with that ship name himself)

Alastor doesn't like Lucifer, but he is very glad to see that he does truly care for his daughter

He does infact own Niftys soul just the same as he does Husks, but he's never mean or rough on Nifty like he is to Husk (husk doesn't honestly blame him, Nifty is a sweetie)

He has resentment for Mimzy after the danger she brought to the hotel

While he was recovering from nearly being killed by Adam, he was worried about his friends being without him

When he found out Sir Pentious was killed, he was actually pretty upset

He has incredibly heightened hearing due to being a deer, and it is overwhelming at times

He gets headaches/migranes a lot due to his cause of death (being shot clean through the skull)

When Vaggie explains to him what Aromantic and Asexual is, he is very glad to finally have a label for himself

His motto is "you don't have to fuck to be fab" (iykyk)

He loves sleeping infront of a fireplace

He actually gets distracted by bright lights (like a deer in the headlights)

He can't sleep with something playing on the radio, whether its someone talking, jazz, or just straight static, it has to be on for him to sleep

Is an INCREDIBLY light sleeper, seriously, a whisper across the hotel could wake this man up

He has a special red arm chair in the living room area, no one has the guts to sit there. It might as well have "ALASTORS CHAIR" written across it in blood

Keekee likes to sleep in his lap and he doesn't have the heart to move her

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princessfroslass · 27 days

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Ok but imagine: when they were in a "relationship", Angel told Val that birthdays for him are hard since he shares it with the twin sister that is not with him anymore- and Val, like the leech he is, latched up to this fact to love-bomb him as much as humanly possible, particularly sending him roses and cards.

Angel kept the latter on a little box, even after entering the Hotel (think of how his room is covered in photos and posters) he had wanted to burn them for a LONG while, but...had never manage to force himself to go with it.

Then his first birthday at the Hotel happens, and he is once again love bombed- this time even more aggressively, because he is more independent now and Val wants to take him back, specially now that he is dating someone (Huskerdust is established on my head always) When he gets back to the Hotel from his shift he just says the roses comes from a co-star friend of his and heads to his room, head too full of Val's shit along with the depression that comes with being apart from Molly another year he just.... flops on his bed and plans to rot on it 'till he has to go back to the studio.

He forgot to put the box with the cards away though, and now this lil habit is exposed as him and Husk had stared sharing his room more and more and he wanted to check on him and give him his birthday present (that, to nobody's surprise, it's alcohol) he sees the roses, notices the card (he doesn't mean to pry but like, he KNOWS Val's script by now) and after growling at the empty wall just lays by his hubby's side and gives him a card that Angel can keep OUTSIDE of his Box of Shame and actually display it without feeling like shit. Cue the tears and snuggles.

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #yes i have to make everything about them #but anyways hbd princes 💖

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mollymauk-teafleak · 2 months

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when we begin again

I wanted to write something for my little huskerdust babies au! So here's some devastating angst!!

Huge thanks to @minky-for-short for being the first to indulge me in this madness and the general encouragement and huge thanks to @hangsters for putting up with me singing these songs on repeat whenever by brain goes into standby

Please reblog and leave a comment over on Ao3!

cw trans angel dust, male presenting pregnancy

“You have to deal with Angel Dust.”

Husk had been hearing that a lot lately. It made him happier than he’d be willing to admit to anyone with working ears.

Well. Anyone apart from Angel Dust himself.

But that surly voice didn’t belong to his man, it was Vaggie who had appeared against his bar, hands braced on it and interrupting the game of poker Husk had been playing against himself. There wasn’t much to do when you were a bartender who’d promised not to drink for the next six months, two weeks and three days. But who was counting?

Husk didn’t look up, rolling the olives he used as chips from one pile to the other, blatantly cheating and willing himself not to notice, “Let me guess, he made Charlie cry again? Or was it Nifty this time? Ah fuck, did he piss off the radio demon…”

He’d rattled them off in order of likelihood but he wouldn’t put any of them past his spider demon lately. Angel Dust had always been an acquired taste with that sugared armor he put on and the sharp tongue underneath, the teasing smirk he faced the afterlife with. Hell, it had been a while before Husk broke under his charms and that was only after seeing them for what they were, pretty decoration on someone who’d been through a lot and chosen his weapons carefully. He was an asshole, smug and bitchy and vulgar, and Husk had learned to love it.

But for someone who’d actively chased chemical imbalance for years, the guy was not handling pregnancy well.

Tired, aching and hormonal, his time lately was mostly spent sulking on the couch, scowling at anyone who came near, firing off cutting remarks that weren’t so funny without the smile and wink to go along with them. There were very few people in the hotel he hadn’t upset, hitting every square on the bingo sheet, losing his shit over the smallest thing until he deserved some kind of special prize for acidity. He’d be sorry when he calmed down, continually brought to tears by his friends’ patience with him, all of them ready to play the whole scene out the next day.

Hence why Husk was asked to deal with him as often as he was, riding on his baby daddy pass. Being the spider demon’s keeper would lose its shine eventually but it hadn’t happened yet and he didn’t see it on the horizon either.

“Well, no more than usual but…” Vaggie continued, her palm still over his winning hand.

Husk sighed, “Look, I know he’s a lot to deal with right now but you can’t blame the guy. He was a bitch with booze, cigarettes and drugs mixed in, now he’s had to drop all three on short notice, topped off with two spider kittens using his organs as a trampoline and turning his brain into soup.”

“No,” Vaggie’s voice shifted from surly to irritated with an edge of worry that shattered Husk’s warm feeling and pulled his eyes off his cards, “No, it’s not like that, Husk.”

“What’s up with him?” he felt his ears pick up, like if he strained enough, he could hear Angel somewhere upstairs.

When he’d come back from the store, laden with sweet treats that made his teeth ache just looking at them and insane combinations Angel’s cravings had been demanding lately, he’d just assumed the sofa was empty because the spider was upstairs, sleeping. But Vaggie’s expression said something different. Guilt settled over Husk like a wet blanket. Why didn’t he go and check on him…

“That’s the thing, we don’t know,” the former angel folded her arms, “He was sitting in the lounge like usual, watching TV, me and Charlie were setting up for today’s lesson and suddenly he just got up and stormed off. Slammed the door and hasn’t left since. Snaps at anyone who comes knocking to go fuck themselves.”

Husk felt the fur across his shoulders lift. Some of that was normal. Some of that gave him the concrete feeling of knowing the next card you turned would blow your hand or knowing that fist was sailing right for your nose.

“Um…guys?” Charlie’s voice had a tremble that made it sound ready to break, “I think I know what upset him.”

The television was blaring when they ran over to where she sat in the lounge but that had a lot to do with the voice of Katie Killjoy, curdled nastily and accompanied by a dangerous lioness smile.

And a grainy, lopsided paparazzi shot of Angel Dust, pupils wide as silver dollars and a grin so loose it was sliding right off his face, a poisonous looking martini in one of his hands, a rolled up note in another.

“Ah fuck…” Husk groaned softly.

“...with the frankly staggering revelation that the bumbling efforts over at the Hazbin Hotel actually work, somewhat, Hell is left with questions. How did such embarrassing methods actually produce results? Is this the first step on the road to ascension? Is this all an elaborate hoax by the Princess of Hell in a bid to sell us on her hotel? All valid questions in the wake of this news! But we here at Vox Media Productions have another to add to the list.”

The photo of Angel Dust was blown up, becoming footage, bleeding into clips from his more violent pornos. Husk doubted he had a heart anymore but something in his chest ached at the sight of a clear downward spiral. He used to watch Angel like this and tell himself he didn’t care, that the kid was none of his concern, an afterlife imploding to the same tune he’d heard a thousand times, living and dead.

But he was long past lying to himself. Now he had no shield against the pain of watching the man he loved drown in front of him, knowing there was a version of himself just in the wings, too damn stubborn and too damn drunk to help him.

“The well known sinner at the center of this shocking story is no stranger to scandal, though he’s far more used to making a profit from it. Angel Dust, star of many award winning pornographic films, is the supposed father-to-be but close, personal friends of the spider himself have raised their concerns.”

Husk could feel the growl running between his teeth like an electric current. He could take a guess at just who’d fed them this story.

“Sinners, ask yourselves, is this really the person who should be in charge of Hell’s very first children? A known drug addict who makes his living from indecency? And, according to insider reports from Porn Studios, an unreliable, temperamental, unstable individual? There have been a lot of very worrying leaks about his on set behavior and, while we were all willing to turn a blind eye before, there are now young lives at stake. Can we really allow this to continue? Vox Media certainly doesn’t think so.”

A dagger flashed out and crashed through the screen, turning the chatter and flashing images into gurgling pops of static and then silence. Vaggie wrenched her weapon free, eyes flaring enough to burn holes in the wall.

“Someone needs to crush that fucking bug,” she spat, “Pin him to a goddamn corkboard.”

“They said it’s their top story, they must have been talking about it all day…” Charlie flickered between forms, horns phasing in and out, tears welling in her eyes, “Angel must have seen it…”

“We knew Valentino would throw a bitch fit over you keeping the kids out of his hands,” Vaggie spun the dagger between her fingers like there might still be something to throw it at, “But getting Vox to do his dirty work? Fucking coward…”

“They can’t…they can’t actually take the babies from him right? Right?” Charlie shook herself, hands twisting in her hair, “No, no, of course not. Because we’ll do something about it! I’ll…I’ll get them to interview me! We’ll run our own piece! Start our own news station?”

“I’m going to talk to him.”

Husk’s voice, oddly calm and empty of anger, brought his friends up short, stalling their fury and their panic. He wrenched his claws out of the furrows he’d dug in the back of the sofa, keeping his breathing steady and even as he took the stairs two at a time.

The more demonic part of him wanted to howl and break things, smash glass and break his claws against the wall. The part of him that had once been an Overlord wanted to track down Valentino and tear the wings off his back, grind him into the ground until he was as small as he’d ever made Angel feel. The human part of him wanted to find the nearest bottle and drain it dry, rob himself of all feeling, blunt the edges of this pain until he didn’t have to deal with it at all.

But Husk ignored all of them. It took a moment but he managed it eventually, shoving them into the back of his mind where they couldn’t take control of his limbs. There was only one thing that he could let matter right now.

Angel Dust wasn’t the only one who was struggling with the change in their afterlives.

The bedroom behind the door was still his own, technically, but he hadn’t thought of it that way in a while. They hadn’t been an item long before pink started bleeding into the otherwise lifeless space, bright clothes actually making use of the wardrobe, make-up left scattered in front of the mirror, Fat Nuggets snoring on Husk’s side of the bed more often than not. Angel Dust still had his room down the hall, Husk knew he got a lot of reassurance out of having his own space (and he had a lot more shit) but his paws brought him here first.

He knocked lightly, pressing his forehead to the door, “Angel? Baby, it’s me.”

There was a very deliberate pause where Husk knew there was a good chance he’d be told to fuck off, a static weight where lightning might strike or it might not. He held his breath, tail whipping anxiously, not praying, he wasn’t fool enough for that, but hoping pretty damn hard.

Eventually, he heard a soft murmur, the sound of fabric moving, “M’here.”

He took that as permission to gently ease the heavy door open. Their room was dark, almost completely, apart from the sickly blue light flooding out of the phone in Angel’s hands. The spider demon was slumped on the bed, angular limbs folded in like someone had taken a rolled up newspaper to him, the only part of him that moved was the thumb scrolling endlessly through some newsfeed. Husk could hear tinny versions of Angel’s exaggerated moans and squeals from any number of pornos, interspersed with canned commentary from the 666 News broadcast. It seemed like Vox wasn’t the only Vee helping Valentino play dirty.

Husk sighed, closing the door behind him and gently clambering onto the bed, though he gave Angel plenty of room, “Baby, maybe you should stop listening to that…”

Angel’s voice was thin and rough, like it had come through a belt sander, “He’s sending me them. Val. Making sure I don’t miss any.”

Husk swallowed back acidic anger, “Block him. You can put it down, Angel, it’s okay…”

“Used to tell yourself that at the roulette table, huh? Just put it down?” Angel flashed him a bitter look.

Husk couldn’t help it, he flinched. Immediately his boyfriend’s anger cracked and collapsed, horror and shame underneath. The phone slipped from his fingers, landing face down and dropping them into darkness. But the pentagram moon showed Husk more than enough, the tears bleeding down Angel’s face, his mouth twisted miserably as it swallowed him under.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…”

Husk sighed, holding out his hands, “I know you didn’t, baby, I know. Look, can I touch you? That okay?”

Angel’s two sets of arms seemed to be in disagreement. One set trembled closer to Husk’s, the other hovered over the phone, both pulling against the other and both terrified. Husk found himself doing it again, that thing that wasn’t praying, harder than he’d done over any green-felted table.

The stalemate finally broke and, thank fuck, Husk was the winner. Angel Dust crashed into him with more force than you’d ever think was in that skinny body, clutching him tight enough to hurt, not that Husk could find it in him to care. He felt warm tears soak the fur at the curve of his neck, welcomed them, brought his wings around to shelter the two of them, purred loud and unashamedly, rocked him the way he’d never been rocked himself but it felt right.

“I don’t get it,” the words came waterlogged and painful, “I didn’t ask for them. I didn’t ask for these kids but I’m doing my fucking best and now I have them, all everyone wants to do is take them away from me.”

For a moment, Husk was envious of his lover, two arms didn’t feel like enough to hold him, how was he supposed to compete when the hurt was this big?

“I know,” he rubbed his cheek against Angel’s hair, forgetting to be self conscious of his feline instincts, “It ain’t fair, baby. And…and I need you to know…if it’s too much, if you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to. You have a choice.”

Angel’s breath shuddered, two hands winding from around Husk’s middle, slipping down. He couldn’t see them but he knew where they were going, his own paws met them there. Demons glancing at him in the street would have no idea- well, they would now thanks to the fucking Vees- but Husk spent a good amount of his time staring at Angel Dust. He saw the gentle slope in his stomach, he knew where to press to feel it through the oversized sweatshirt he wore. He threaded his fingers through Angel’s so the two of them cradled it together, this little impossibility, this spark that had fallen through the cracks and somehow landed here in their afterlives.

“I wanna do it,” Angel Dust rasped, “I know it’s dumb and selfish but I can’t help it. I got ditched by my family and this…they feel like a second chance. And I know I don’t deserve it but I can’t let go.”

Husk shook his head gently, shifting so he could rest his forehead against Angel’s, “Listen to me. I don’t know why this happened, I don’t know what asshole is up there above Heaven and Hell and all this mess deciding whose a sinner and whose a saint, whose spunk gets to work and whose don’t. I don’t know why these kids are here but I know there’s only one explanation that makes sense to me.”

Angel sniffled softly, still looking down at their joined hands, “What?”

“You,” Husk breathed, running his thumb over that little knot low inside his lover, “You’re the only person I can think of, in heaven or hell or wherever the fuck else, who’s strong enough to do this. You’ve fought harder than anyone I know to be better than you were. And you’ll keep fighting for our kids, even when assholes like that bitch Val keep throwing punches. I think they’re here because you deserve that second chance, Angel.”

His slitted eyes had adjusted to the darkness, rewarding him with the sight of a small, trembling smile on Angel’s face.

“Well…that means you do too, right?” he whispered.

Husk chuckled softly, “Hell, I already knew I was on the path to redemption. I got you, didn’t I? Must be halfway to a fucking saint.”

Angel’s laugh was a shaky, broken thing but it was the sweetest sound Husk had heard in a long time, a prize he could never have imagined winning. To be trusted so much by someone who, by rights, should never have trusted anyone again, he wouldn’t have traded anything for that.

Angel reached down, fumbling around in the blankets until he found his phone. He held the power button down until the screen went fully dark then tossed it over his shoulder, letting it land in some of the clothes scattered on the floor. He seemed to breathe a little easier after, glowing at the proud grin Husk gave him.

“I love you, baby,” the words still left him quietly, like he was still unsure saying them, they were a trick he hadn’t mastered yet and was terrified to fumble, “You know that, right?”

Angel nods, plucking those words out of the air and clutching them so tight they were tattooed on his palm, “So you keep saying, Whiskers. Though I could stand to hear it a few more times…and I love you too. A whole fucking lot…” his eyes slid over his shoulder where he’d tossed the phone and it’s poisonous chatter, “Enough that it drowns out all that bullshit on most days.”

Husk laid a paw against his cheek, brushing away the tear tracks on his face, “And on the days it doesn't, I’m right here. And soon we’ll have two little brats running around, I hear they’re pretty loud.”

Angel let Husk tumble him gently sideways, their bodies finding a way to comfortably fit together in their nest of blankets, “Not soon enough if you ask me. I could have been just enough of a spider to lay eggs and save myself the hassle but nah, I had to go and fall in love with a mammal…”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” Husk smiled crookedly, purring so Angel would feel it as he pillowed his head on his chest, “I’ll make it up to you.”

“Too fucking right you will,” Angel’s gold tooth flashed as he yawned, the sadness draining away and leaving him empty, “Over and over again, in a wide variety of different positions…”

Husk could feel Angel Dust still shaking, even after he drifted asleep. It wasn’t the end of it, he knew that the tide had just gone out. The next months weren’t going to be easy and hell only knew what would happen after that. He’d certainly had better odds in his time.

But Husk knew one thing for certain. He was all in.

#hazbin hotel #huskerdust #hazbin angel dust #hazbin husk #hazbin charlie #hazbin vaggie #huskerdust babies au #please reblog and comment!

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baby-trash-lmao · 9 days

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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ Little Niffty and Caregiver Huskerdust ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

(requested by annon)

【☆】 Husk tries to be a responsible caregiver and Angel will feed Niffty candy for dinner (that's their dynamic in a nutshell)

【☆】 Husk has gotten pretty versed in tea culture because Niffty will not stop throwing tea parties, and she gets really upset when you do it wrong

【☆】 Angel is more than willing to play dolls and dress up with Niffty, he even offers to make her dolls pretty like him

【☆】 Niffty plays a lot of house, they have an unspoken rule that Husk is the dad, Angel is the mom, and Niffty is whatever she wants (ranging from the baby to dinosaur to Michael Myers to Pinkiepie)

【☆】 Angel has bought wine mom junk for Husk and Husk unironically loves it, not that he'd ever tell Angel

【☆】 Niffty loves to play in water, Husk despises water with every fiber of his being, and Angel will try to get Niffty to splash Husk when hes not looking

【☆】 Angel helps Niffty get into the cookie jar, but only if he gets a cut of the deal

【☆】 Niffty will sleep in between the two of them, often climbing into their bed during a thunder storm

【☆】 Husk has the best bedtime stories and Niffty will always ask for one from him before bed

【☆】 On special days the three of them will go out for ice-cream or Denny's as a treat

#sfw agere #hazbin hotel agere #hazbin hotel age regression #agere headcanons #niffty #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust

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wr3tch3d-and-d1v1ne · 2 months

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I really can’t stop thinking about Huskerdust and Loser, Baby. How it’s essentially light found in the darkest of times, love found in the shittiest places which makes it all the more special. Because it isn’t perfect, nor is it ideal. It’s raw, and real, and fucked up. So are we.

I think we all want a Husk in our lives. I think we all need one. To have someone who looks at us just as we are and doesn’t try to problem-solve, who doesn’t even view us as a problem in the first place. Someone who loves us, no matter the sins or imperfections. Someone to meet us where we’re at, even if that’s at rock bottom. Husk accepts Angel for everything he has going on, good or bad. And he needs that, he really does.

I’ve also thought about how most demons in Hell only want Angel for one thing or make themselves see only certain parts of him. Not even Charlie, in all her kindness, is above this: Charlie wants Angel to help in proving the hotel works and she doesn’t acknowledge or try to understand the parts of him that are messed up, sinful, and addicted.

Husk, on the other hand, doesn’t stand to gain anything from caring about Angel. It’s not a sympathy thing either because he didn’t even know they were in the same boat until the lead-up scene to Loser, Baby. He has no agenda. And God, for once, I want Angel to have someone like that. Someone who can just love him for who he is, not what he can give or who he can be.

— This has been my Huskerdust brainrot ramble, thank you.

#huskerdust #brainrot #god i am so emotional about them #angel dust #husk #THESE TWO #totally not projecting my feelings on two fictional characters #hazbin hotel #angel dust x husk #angelhusk

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theoisdaydreaming · 1 month

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HEAR ME OUT!!!

Goddess by laufey and Angel.

IT FITS SO WELL bc tell me that's not how how most of his fans see him, how most people see him; a caricaturized version of him that they idolize and eventually become disappointed in when all the glamour of ‘angel dust’ wears off and they are left with the human, ugly version of him.

This is specially sadder if it's huskerdust angst. Because imagine a clean angel that, because he's human and he makes mistakes, relapses and husk just can't help but have a bad reaction to it, unintentional or not, he, like others in the hotel, created a ‘perfect victim’ out of him, that they expected to never see fail, or fall again, just because he was finally doing so well.

Angel can't take the disappointment of the others, the disappointment in himself, and consequently this takes a toll in him and Husk's relationship, because he thought, out of all people, he would be the one to understand.

“it always goes like this, could've predicted it. I'm so naive to think you loved me for me”

#hazbin hotel #huskerdust #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #husker hazbin hotel #huskerdust angst #angel dust angst #husk x angel dust #angel dust

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hazbin-corner · 14 days

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i love your whole AU, but i have to say huskerdust is probably my favorite, so i have a few questions surrounding huskerdust pregnancy.

1. how did angel find out about each pregnancy and how did he tell husk (+ the rest of the hotel)?

2. how did angel and husk tell the kiddos that angel was pregnant?

3. how were all the kids meeting their new siblings?

4. how did angel’s job interfere with his pregnancies? do any of the kids know what he does?

5. and finally, at any point in any of angel’s pregnancies, did ANYONE (husk, angel, val, etc.) think the baby was val’s?

Thank you so much for liking the AU!! It’s pretty fun!!

As for answers to your questions!

1. Tbh each pregnancy was different, but each time he took a test (beside the twins bc he.. literally didn’t know until they were born), and he actually kept the pregnancies on a down low until he finally just kinda casually told everyone during a training excerise that Charlie had set up

2. To be honest? They just flat out told them- didn’t really make it special or anything, just wanted them to know considering Angel was really struggling with morning sickness (same w/ Husk)

3. Venus of course loves all her siblings, constantly cuddling up to them, wanting to hold them. Luc wasn’t that interested (she prefers to run around and do her own thing), the twins weren’t.. that impressed with Alessia but that’s only because they wanted to play (but Aurelio and Alessia end up being super close)

4. Tbh? They don’t really interfere- Val uh.. puts him on “special” shoots, and as for the kids? They do know, he doesn’t tell them much when they’re little- but as they get older / can understand more, he explains it to them

5. Val honestly thought Venus was his own and was fairly pissed when he figured out she wasn’t, but none of the other kids were ever truly questioned since Val started becoming bored of Angel

#hazbin hotel #mpreg #huskerdust

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chaggiehearts · 1 month

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Intro

Hi! Making a little introduction for my blog <3 it’s just a WIP but it got accidentally published without me noticing so I’m not gonna delete it haha I’ll keep updating it when I’m less sleepy

You can call me Ruby. I’m 19 years old, I use she/her pronouns and I’m a lesbian. I’m also neurodivergent (though for privacy reasons I won’t be indicating what I have exactly). I speak both Spanish and English (with Spanish being my native tongue). I love Hazbin Hotel and this blog is entirely dedicated to this show that has taken over my life. I watched the pilot in the summer of 2020 so I’ve been here for a long while, but I didn’t get properly obsessed until the show released :)

As one could have imagined seeing my blog and username, I love chaggie so much, they're my favourite part of the show (as characters and as a ship). I do love the rest of the show too, they’re just my faves

My favorite characters are, in order: Vaggie, Charlie (top 2 and almost in the same rank really), Emily, Lute (my other two faves, almost in the same rank once again), Velvette, Carmilla, Rosie, Niffty and sir Pentious. That being said, I like almost every character. Though I mainly talk about Charlie and Vaggie because #brainrot, you may expect any other character too, specially the aforementioned.

Chaggie is my absolute OTP and around 90% of my posts will be about them. Some pairings I also love are emilute (the fanarts, fanfics and parallels to chaggie convinced me of this one), huskerdust (they’ll be canon some day, trust me), past fallenwings (I heavily support the idea of Vaggie and Lute being exes that ended horribly >:) though I enjoy many interpretations of their relationship because it's so unspecified anything could fit really), royalhalo (I prefer them as parallels/besties, but I can enjoy some cute fanarts/fanfics of them too), guitarspear (idk if platonic or romantic though, I just find their friendship so entertaining despite Adam’s blatant misogyny), velmilla (once again, it was the fanarts and fanfics that sold me on this one), zestmilla (once again, unsure of whether I see them as best friends or a couple, but they're so nice to each other <3), poly!!Vees (listen, idk if they'd be partners or friends, but their dynamic is one of the most entertaining things ever), platonic radiorose (they’re the besties ever) and cherrisnake (they're cutiess).

I tend to tag absolutely every character and ship I post/reblog about, so if anything here makes you uncomfortable don't hesitate to blacklist it :) I also assume that if you've watched Hazbin Hotel you'll be okay with things that are slightly suggestive or sexual but since I understand some people are kinda uncomfortable with it I try to tag some stuff as "cw suggestive". I'm not even someone who posts a lot of sexual things, but I prefer to give a heads up just in case

I'm interested in some other things, namely Project Sekai!, BanG Dream!, D4DJ, Love Live!, Vocaloid (specially the Evillious Chronicles series), Helluva Boss, RWBY, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, The Dragon Prince, The Owl House, Monster High, Ever After High, Rainbow High, Sanrio, Heathers, Les Miserables, etc. I'm not completely up do date with all these things though, uni sucks. I might make another blog to talk about this stuff eventually but I'd want to keep this blog focused on Hazbin!

I don't tend to do DNIs because I understand bigots don't tend to respect them, but well, if you're someone that discriminates others on the basis of anything and I find out, I'll block you. When it comes to Hazbin Hotel, I don't want to interact with you if you ship Valentino X Angel, Lucifer or Lilith X Charlie, Vaggie X men or Angel X women, those things really make me uncomfortable

As a note, I’m extremely anxious and shy, so it’s difficult for me to DM people first, but I assure you I’m nice and if you wanna chat I’m extremely down for it! Please let’s talk about our favorite characters and ships and plot points and moments pspsps or even things outside Hazbin Hotel, whatever you want :)

Finally, I draw and write. You can find my Hazbin Hotel fanarts tagged as “#my art <3” (though I tend to post them in my art blog and just rb them here). I haven’t posted fanfics yet so idk what I’ll tag them, I’ll see when I get there

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