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sugoi-writes · 21 days

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Suck It Up, Buttercup

Husk x GN!Reader Drabble

Haha-- It's the voice. The accent. DON'T JUDGE-- (No warnings, minus drinking mentions. Pure fluff!)

I miiiight turn this into a thing with multiple characters... a 'surprise kiss!' scenario with each of the main cast, just to practice writing for others. (I did similar things with KNY not too long ago). Not that I don't love Alastor, but I should try to mix things up a bit! If yall like this, let me know who you'd like to see next. Oh, and of course: please enjoy~

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You groaned as you nursed your drink, cheek lazily smushed against the wood grain of the counter.

"Ughhnn.. shit, I passed out, didn't I?" You wince in pain from your throbbing headache, your vision slowly stabilizing as you took in your surroundings. Husk hums in agreement, coming out from behind the bar to your side.

" 'Sure did. C'mon, Buttercup. It's time to get you to bed." You whined, your flushed face giving away your drunken state," One more drink? Pleeeease..." Husk sighs, shrugging," A'ight, but it's probably a lil' too hard for ya." You stick your tongue out at him playfully, making him smile and shrug, both hands shooting up in his defense," Don't say I didn't try to warn ya..."

You felt your cheek press further into your eye as you watched Husk with a smile. You didnt bother to lift your head as you observed his movements. Quick, effortless, and cunning... despite his nihilist attitude, he always moved with a purpose while mixing drinks. He moved in ways that made what he was doing even more impressive to watch.

Once he was done, Husk made a big deal of sliding this 'concotion' towards you, your glass sporting a succulent lemon wedge on the rim. You felt a surge of energy enter you as you hastily took a gulp, before your expression soured.

"Water....? Husk, you said--!"

"Y'said to make you somethin' that'd make you forget somethin' else. That headache, for example," the cat demon chastised, before leaning forward," And you're gonna drink every last gulp before you carry your ass to bed. Got it?"

You groan again, rolling your eyes," Only if you'll carry me there~" You teased, shimming your shoulders. Husk narrows his gaze at you, his fur around his neck bristling," I ain't some powdered prince, y'know... and I don't do shit for free."

You sigh dramatically, leaning backward and arching your back over the counter," Ohhh, woe is me! I was convinced I finally found my knight in shining armor~!" At this, Husk snorts, leaning on his elbows and looming above you, his face hovering just above yours. For a moment, the two of you shared a laugh, then it grew stagnant... and then, there was a moment when you stared at one another, waiting for someone to move or say something. The tension that lingered felt heavy on your chest, as you felt your throat run dry. You open your parched lips slightly to say something, but your phrase died on your tongue, unable to leave.

Husk sighs, leaning down to kiss you gently on the forehead, officially breaking the silence.

"You're lucky you're a'ight to be around, otherwise I wouldn't be doin' this shit..." You barely had time to recover, your eyes wide with disbelief. Your fingertips ghosted over the pecked spot on your forehead, as if to replicate the feeling... before you felt yourself being lifted up. You fumble about in Husk's arms, clinging desperately to his chest. You were surprised with long, soft fur, a small mass easily being gripped and held in your trembling hands.

"O-Oh fuck I was-- I was jokin', Husk-- you can put me down!"

"An' risk you passin' out at my bar again? Fat chance..." A comfortable silence falls upon you both, and you can't help but lean into the cradle that Husk created for you. He was warn... exceedingly so. His breathing was slow, even, despite having to heave you around. You were surprised with how strong he was, not taking him to be the burly type. But all the same, it comforted you, and you swore that you heard a very subtle, deep purr as you smoothed your hand across his silken chest fluff.

It wouldn't be long until you've passed out again, head bobbing rhythmically as he brings you to your room. The stoic demon is careful when setting you down and tucking you in, a flash of sincerity crossing his stern features. He can't help the tired chuckle that slips out, leaning down to kiss your forehead again. A hand runs carefully across your crown, smoothing your hair back against your pillow, creating a halo around your sleeping face.

" ...'Night, Buttercup. I'll see you in the mornin'."

#husk hazbin hotel #husker hazbin hotel #husk x reader #husk x y/n #husk x you #husk hazbin hotel imagine #husk hazbin hotel fanfic #yahaha!!!#you thought i would only write for one person!#YOU FOOLS

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cauldronofthefantasia · 3 years

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Weird Magicks & Where to Find them - Coin Magick (Artem Pecunia), and the best ingredient ever

Hey everyone, this is Fantasia. Let’s stir the cauldron, clear the air, and get to work. Coin Magick, or Artem Pecunia is the Art of Money or the Art of Coins. It is able to be used in all forms of the craft ranging from granny magick, to hoodoo, to energy work, and even things that people might not really consider the Craft that are from cultures outside of those. I've talked about it on my TikTok, @the_fantasia before - which admittedly is going through a slump because I’m focusing on content I like to make instead of content that got me followers to help myself out - but I talked about it before as a mere aspect of magick that grew out of coin collecting, but I didn't really go into depth. I’d like to do that here on Tumblr so that I can teach people about one of the most useful magickal ingredients and “addendums” to Magick I’ve ever found.

It isn't as common as I thought it'd be, and I think I'm the only practitioner I've seen so far which is why I wanted to share this with everyone. If you have any questions on how this works by the end of this article, feel free to ask and feel free to PM me with further questions. I also do spellwork as part of my religious duties, and don’t charge in human currency, so you don’t have to give me your coin ;) But if you have an issue, especially with predators or just you need to know something, I’ll see what I can do but please be aware I have the right to turn down all spellwork and while I may not charge at all there may be a price, such as in energy, or in a sharing of knowledge.

The basic concept of coin magick, or Artem Pecunia, is that each coin is like a book you can read about online, study a bit, or just feel the energy of and pull the magick or energy or “life” of a specific event from into your working. Then, there are year wide correspondences of coins - such as 1945 symbolizing the end of a conflict, the realization of horrors, the coming home of soldiers, and more. This coinage year may be especially useful for Jewish mystics, Jewish witches, Romani, LBGTQ+ witches, black witches, and other oppressed people who practice this in some form due to the strong ties one would have to it. You can use these coins in a wide variety of ways as long as you do it safely.

Coins are connected to specific years and thus that year's entire events, and that means you can pull energy from events that happened all over the world or even in space from that year. Wanna revisit when an astrological event from the 1800s because the next identical one is another 200 years away? If you have the coin, and the skill, go for it. . Coins are little, permanent embodiments of magick that don't have to be sacrificed for you to access the energies unless you want to MAKE that sacrifice.

It is one of the best ingredients to use, because you can access a "portal" to the energies of a coin and go into the big wide world back in 1970 to when John Blankenbaker invented the PC and harness the divine inspiration granted to him for, say, technomancy, chaos magick, or to invoke the Muses or a number of deities for some of that divine inspiration juice. A lot is possible, because this energy forms an ingredient that can affect the outcome of a spell, fuel it, and simultaneously provide just the right "flavoring" for a spell that might be to write code into writing a code that DOES stuff. Commemorative and Anniversary coins have a special place in that they can both celebrate, mourn, or represent, are often a minted, usabld currency, and hold a variety of energies attached to them. Charging them with the energies they're attached to to reach the point of a period coin is a good idea, however.

Is the energy subjective, or objective?: The answer honestly just depends. A nootse might see 1945 differently from you, but the overwhelming might of Jewish ancestors sets the tone of a penny from that year. Likewise, a anarchocommunist might see 1776 differently from a democratic socialist, and they'd see a coin from that year OR commemorating that year wildly differently.

The secret gift in in this? Those with merit might notice energy manipulation, especially the harnessing of energy through coins by locking into energy through them, is going to get easier for them and they should develop that skill by simply imagining a second body reaching into a coin near a spell they're doing, pulling the energy they need from the year it was minted or that it commemorates, & then pulling it into the spell.

So, rummage through your cabinets, find your spare change, and get a collection going to try to get all the years of coins in your country for your ingredients, and then try to see how this turns out. See You Around, The Cauldron of Fantasia Should I do a part two? What do you think? In a part two I would write about a ore extensive overview of coins, ranging from sacrificing them, to further correspondences on the coins like the material of a penny in 2021 versus that in 1998 versus that in 1970 versus that in 1921 and how materials of coins, their nation of origin, and even their specific grading and how you treat them can play into their power. A little hint is that a collected, cherished coin bought from someone who collects them as a life long hobby miiiight hit a LOT different than some wheat penny you found on the ground 5 years ago, shoved into a cabinet because you thought it was important, and then subsequently left is behind. I might even design a spell for you guys if the reaction to this is good enough. It might include some fruit and some pennies or other small mintings, so I’m very excited to see how this go. No promises, though. P.S. & Prompt 0 if anyone has a better translation of the "Art of Money" that would be nice. What would you call Artem Peconia?

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eclipsetickles · 4 years

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"As You Wish"-(Soukoku)

Wrote this as a little way to get past my writer's block! Hope you enjoy! :))

Word Count: 931

"So, which one do you want? Just so you know, we are NOT watching The Princess Bride for the millionth time." Chuuya was going through movies, looking up to Dazai for his opinion. They had planned a movie night to relieve some stress of the long day both of them had at work, and enjoy eachother's company. Unfortunately, they faced a dilemma regarding the movie night. Which movie would they put on?

"Eeeh?! Come on! You know that one's my favorite! Pleeease? Can't we just watch it one more time?" The brunette practically begged his boyfriend, dark eyes sparking with desperation.

Seated on the carpeted floor a short distance away from the other, Chuuya groaned and leant forward, placing a palm on the floor for balance, his long bangs falling into his eyes.

"No- No way, Dazai! This would he the third fucking time in a row. Don't give me that look!" Exasperation laced Chuuya's voice as he dug through the movies, trying to find something else to appease the annoying bandage waster. "How about Child's Play? It's been a while since we watched it."

Dazai's face morphed into one of distaste, scoffing at the suggestion. It was clear that he was sticking with his original choice.

"You know I didn't like that one! Come on! The Princess Bride is better!" Argued the former executive, crossing his arms like a stubborn child.

"For the last time- We are NOT watching The Princess Bride again, and that's final!" Dazai couldn't help but look at Chuuya in disbelief at that comment, but before Chuuya could even blink, the expression was gone, replaced with a much much more unsettling face.

"So... You're telling me you -won't -watch it?" Dazai shifted closer to the tiny mafioso, his voice simply dripping with mischief. Chuuya audibly gulped, taken a bit aback by the sudden change in demeanor. Even so, he stayed strong and didn't back down.

"I- Ahem. No. I won't." Standing his ground hesitantly, Chuuya moved backwards, not liking how Dazai was seemingly advancing on him.

"Mm. Alright. I'll convince you!" The last part of his sentence came put as a yell, signalling Chuuya to jump to his feet and run, Dazai in hot pursuit of him. He should have known Dazai would resort to this. He always did when he didn't get his way. The situation was made even worse by the fact that their shared apartment space was horrendously small, and there was barely any room to run.

Chuuya did whatever he could to get away from his dumb boyfriend, jumping over furniture and throwing pillows, but his attempts proved unsuccessful when a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.

"Heheh. Nice try, Chuuya! Miiiight wanna work on not getting caught, hm?" Dazai merrily hummed as he easily pinned the smaller to the ground, looming over him with a playful grin.

"Fuck, Dazai, I swear to god if you-" Chuuya was promptly cut off by his own laughter as agile fingers made contact with his sides, scribbling and scratching over the thin fabric of his dress shirt.

"If I what? You really need to learn to finish your sentences, Chuu." Dazai beamed innocently, as if he wasn't in the process of tickling his lover to death.

"You... pfft- Yohou AHAHASS! QUIHIT IT!" Chuuya cursed himself for not being able to surpress the laughter flowing freely from his lips. He would have to make a a mental note to pummel Dazai later.

"Y'know, you could have easily avoided this." Dazai shrugged as his fingers travelled over the other' small body with ease. In response, Chuuya squirmed and kicked, attempting to grab hold of Dazai's hands. Before he met Dazai, he wasn't tickled very frequently, and it was something he was still getting used to. He wasn't entirely complaining though.

Noticing the adorable smile on Chuuya's face, Dazai blushed and got distracted for a moment before snapping back into focus and moving his hands upwards to attack Chuuya's ribs. There was no way he would allow this to backfire, especially when he tried so hard to convince him.

The ginger rolled about best he could with Dazai atop him. How embarassing. He was giggling like a schoolboy. Not to say the adrenaline wasn't great, but the sounds were rather similar to that of a manic hyena.

"I-I GIHIHIVE!! QUIT IT, DAHAHZAI-" Upon hearing the other submit, Dazai immediately let him go and rushed over to put in the movie, completely ignoring the panting, exhausted Chuuya on the floor. "Mn... I was waiting for you to give in. C'mon! Get on the couch. I'll be there in a moment."

Regaining some of his breath, the tiny mafioso dragged himself off the ground and onto the couch, smiling softly when gentle arms embraced him a moment later. This was bliss. Even if he's seen the movie a million times, spending time with Dazai was always worth it.

While Chuuya was distracted, Dazai let his fingers carefully trail up and down Chuuya's neck, nothing too torturous, but with enough pressure to make the smaller squirm. "Ahah- Stohop that, moron. It tickles..." Though it seemed like a demand to stop, he really didn't mind too much. The gentle, comforting touch was ever so calming, relaxing him enough to nearly fall asleep.

That relaxation ended when a rather unmanly squeal came from Dazai, and a mischievous ginger retracted his hand from the larger's side. "Don't!" Dazai whined, looking down at Chuuya.

"Don't what?"

"Tickle me!" Without further ado, Chuuya pounced before Dazai could even process his mistake.

"As you wish!"

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