#niffty: yes

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Husk: I would die for you.

Angel: I would die for you too.

Husk: *suddenly emotional* Please don't do that.

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[jammerspyjammass]

Alastor and Nifty father daughter bonding moment

I love them

King and Princess Roach

[4ndeka]

these guys are outrageously fun to draw

[anime-lover-mooncake]

Wanted to draw some Luci and Niffty bonding!

[vaggieslefteye]

HAZBIN HOTEL (2024): 1x04 - "Masquerade"

[mentha-vacciniumrainbow]

Meme time!

At my place we are without electricity again, so let's compensate with something fun!

The story behind the meme

Valentino was found dead in his room, stabbed 27 times with angelic steel.

Carmilla has an ironclad alibi, and anyway, the messiness of the hit isn't in her or Zestial's style... who could have been? Rosie and the other Overlords whisper, but there's no grief in their tone, as they chitchat over tea. They might feign impartiality at the business table, but outside it's harder to ignore one's likes and dislikes.

The main suspects are Valentino's favourite star to exploit, his business associates Vox and Velvette, and some even suggested that it could be Alastor's doing again, maybe through Niffty this time, not to alarm the other Overlords.

The deer-man rejects all accuses, but doesn't do much to hide his indifference –or even glee– about the matter. Husk mutters the same as he tends the bar, handing both Vaggie and Luci fresh drinks – the moth was an horrible soul, even for hell's standards, they're not going to make a fuss over it. Val also mistreated their precious Charlie, after all, and the only reason they're involved is to claim Angel's innocence and back up his alibi.

Loudly in the public eye and somberly in his private quarters, Vox tries to process the loss of his business partner and ally. Val wasn't the best person... but he was his person, in some ways. Their toxicity matched. For now, he relies on Velvette for damage control

What they don't know is, Husk and Cherry Bomb have their own private toast to share. What went down that night is a secret they will protect with their afterlife, but they would undoubtedly do it again– now their friend Angel finally has a chance at freedom, at justice, at peace.

I hope you enjoyed!

[yumyum-cult]

2P Niffty 🪡🫐

[arahusk]

Day 4: Secrets For HuskWeek2025.

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Husk heard a whisper that was like the soft hissing of cockroaches.

It was no surprise that it was Niffty who was trying to call him over, giving him a frantic wave as she peeked around the handle of her mop. Almost as if it would hide her, and with her tiny size, it nearly did. Her eye shone like a house on fire, the light of it reflecting off her sharp teeth.

Husk sighed. But he saw nothing else in her hands, and no weird creepy-crawlies in her hair, so he walked over from his bar, moving to the secluded hallway. He expertly bypassed the puddles of pail water that were still soaking the carpets.

"What is it, Niff?"

The maid was gripping the handle until it nearly splintered in her grip. She must have been really excited about something.

"I got a real good secret about the boss for you~!"

He frowned. "What makes you think I want to even know it?"

Niffty giggled, her pupil dilating. "Because it's so tasty."

Curiosity killed the cat, as they say. But he was already dead and buried, way over six feet under. What more could be done to him really?

That, and he knew Niffty wouldn't let up until she told him.

"Fine, spill it."

This was gonna be either stupid or horrifying. But after seeing Alastor devour several sinners alive, he was sure he heard it all. The only secret Niffty could have known was whether Alastor liked his corpses grilled or crispy.

"Okay, but you have to promise you won't tell anyone else!" Niffty quickly leaned her mop against the wall and its peeling wallpaper. "It's a forbidden kind of secret."

He did all he could to not roll his eyes. "Does the boss secretly watch game shows on the TV set downstairs? Promise I won't tell a soul for this awful scandal of his."

But what he didn't expect was when Niffty pulled out something from her pockets. It looked like...some sort of raggedy doll, one that was completely in her liking, down to the single crimson button to serve as an eye. It had black thread sewn on its face for a smile, and even wore her exact style of dress, down to the little blood splatters.

He knew Niffty was absurdly young at heart, but this was pushing it. "So, uh... new hobby of yours?"

It seemed likely when Niffty also pulled out a needle, holding it delicately in her other hand. But she shook her head.

"Alastor made this. I just helped!" She grinned. "He likes sewing up dolls of us!"

Husk instantly knew he wasn't going to like what she would say next.

Niffty balanced the needle in her fingers, looking ready to stab something. She gazed at her mini-self with fondness, even with the numerous patches sewn over its limbs.

"Alastor said he used to make a bunch of these when he was alive. But, he only makes dolls of those he likes and wants to protect! And he gave me this!" She hugged it tightly, giggling off-key. "He says I can be trusted with it now. And that he made sure the hair would always stay soft and that the pretty dress won't rip!"

Husk remained quiet. This was a mistake. He shouldn't have stayed. Yet, it was like those very needles Niffty always carried was pinning him to this very spot.

"He also has a doll of you." She raised her singular eye to him. Engulfing red, with only a tiny pinprick of black. "It's so cute and cuddly! He even uses real fur and feathers for it. He lets me pet it, hehe."

It was his own. He didn't even question it. Husk remembered waking up one morning to find his arm a little less fuzzy. He remembered feeling his wings with stings of pain, as if someone had pulled out the feathers in nondescript places.

"Where is it?" he asked. He didn't specify. But Niffty always had a scarily quick mind.

"Oh, Alastor still has it. It's safest with him, he says. He told me that he always makes sure you're taken care of, since you'd just lose it in a game of blackjack."

Husk gripped his fists. Jackass. His wings shivered. "Niff, why are you telling me this?"

Niffty smiled so ecstatically. "Alastor wanted you to know his secret. Isn't that great?"

No.

Niffty didn't notice his silence. She was still cuddling her doll, made of cotton, stitches, and magic. She then pressed a fingertip against the needle's point, the sharp prick seemingly jogging another memory.

"Also! He said once I told you this..." She laughed, tickled at whatever little comment Alastor must have said. "He said, 'Let Husker know I'm always here to lend him a hand!'''

It was then that Husk felt a palm against the small of his back, fingers shifting through fur.

He whipped his head around, his tail flicking, and his wings outstretched. Yet no one was there. It didn't matter. He felt that same hand tighten, fingers massaging his waist.

It could touch him. It could caress. It could also rip off his spine. Carve into his flesh. Pull him apart limb from limb.

Husk was still. He swallowed, turning back to Niffty. "Yeah. Alright, thanks. Heard that loud and clear."

Niffty smiled, looking so pleased. "You're welcome! Now we both know the boss's darkest secret!" Then she skipped away, leaving the mop behind so she could enjoy her gift from Alastor.

Knowing his boss, he probably Niffty-proofed it so she wouldn't hurt herself. Or maybe, he knew she would love the feel of needles in her skin and that it wouldn't matter. Not for her.

Husk shivered, even long after the hand on him had left.

Maybe at night, he would feel such hands on him again, cradling like he was something so precious. So fragile. So breakable.

The dolls were for their protection, Niffty had said.

He had to believe that with every inch of his soul, or he'd never be able to sleep.

[gr3ml1ngu7z]

Back with my owlapple agenda +mammon☝️

Also added my fav bits from the comic (pls tumbler don’t kill the quality🙏)

[unlimited-sciuridae]

thinking about my favs and what if Niff was into girls

She'd like bad girls powerful mommys

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Charlie: I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now

Alastor: I came out to attack people and I’m honestly having such a good time right now

Angel: I came out

Niffty: attack people

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

To all the sinners: what was your real name you had on earth?

—bird anon

"Victor."

"Oh, it was still Alastor - I saw no point in changing it! Alastor Ardoin, if you must know."

"It was Anthony. Still went by it when I first came down here. Only changed it when I got inta' the business."

"I don' even fuckin' rememba'. Those human memories fade pretty fast if ya' don't wanna hang onta' 'em."

"What she said."

"Yeah, I dunno either."

"Please, I don't remember that shit."

"It was Mariannette."

[vaggieslefteye]

HAZBIN HOTEL (2024—): 1x01 - "Overture"

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