#husk posting

[hazbinshusk]

“Control yourself, sugar.” Husk tells you in a low, velvety voice, glancing warily around the room even as his hands move to alight on your waist.

“For a guy who doesn’t wear a shirt, you’re remarkably buttoned-up, old man.” you teased, stealing the hat from his head and putting atop your own. You were straddling his lap on one of the couches in the hotel lobby, and the bright overhead lights have the two of you feeling exposed. Still, that doesn’t stop you from leaning down to brush your lips over the side of his throat.

“I hate it when you call me that,” Husk says despite the way he smiles up at you when you pull away again.

"Why?" you ask innocently, scratching your fingers lightly through the fur on his chest. You push his suspenders down off his shoulders, and despite the way his ears flicker warily, his eyes are wide and curious. "Don't like thinking about how a man like you managed to seduce a sweet, innocent thing like me?"

Husk snorts, his hands sliding down to cup your ass and squeeze. His smirk widens as you gasp in response. "You're a lotta things, doll, but innocent ain't one of 'em."

"No?" you ask in a lilting tone, rolling your hips once over his lap. Husk's eyes close for a moment, a groan sounding in the back of his throat.

"No." he replies simply. He shudders when one of your hands comes up to tease along the curve of his wing. He catches your wrist, pressing a kiss to the inside of it. The gesture makes your chest flutter. "And I don't know if we need to risk provin' that to the whole damn hotel. You're not exactly quiet, doll."

You pout, hands coming down to rest in your lap, between your thighs. Husk's eyes follow them, watching as they bunch slowly in your skirt, drawing it higher and higher...

"You're going to make me wait, Husk?" you ask, the fingers of one hand slipping up under your skirt. Husk's ears flick forward, his chest rising and falling in a single heavy breath. You whimper as you brush your fingers against your clit, and Husk's claws tighten reflexively against your ass. "Your room is so far away and I'm so--"

Husk's mouth meets your hungrily and you giggle as he grumbles into the kiss. "Can't believe you've got me doin' this shit in public..."

You grin, a moan catching in your throat as one of Husk's hands comes around to replace yours between your legs. You'd forgone underwear just for this event, and the feel of his warm hand pressing up against the slickness between your thighs made you shudder.

You fumble with the fastenings of his pants, Husk's tongue in your mouth as you wrap a hand around his hard cock. It twitches under your touch, and Husk pulls away from your mouth as you rise up to lower yourself onto him, his head falling back against the couch with an audible, aching moan.

You snicker, taking hold of his shoulders as you fuck yourself onto his cock. "Now who's the noisy one?"

"Fuck, baby..." Husk groans, his forehead pressing against yours. You wrap your arms around his neck, curling your fingers in the soft fur between his ears. "Fuck..."

"You sure you don't want an audience, honey?" you tease, breath catching as Husk uses the hand still on your ass to grind you down against his pelvic bone, the barbs of his cock making you squeeze your thighs around his. "You sound so pretty like this... don't you want the others to know just how pretty my kitty is?"

Husk growls, taking hold of your hips roughly. He pushes you back as he turns, laying you out on the sofa. You arch under him as he thrusts himself into you, hard, and your eyes roll back as he takes up a brutal pace. Husk fucks you the way you knew he would when you called him 'pretty' - roughly and hungrily and with his claws tearing gauges in the cushions beneath you. You wrap your legs around his waist, push your hips up to meet every thrust, and when you cum it's with Husk's teeth digging into your collarbone and your fingers on your clit.

"Doin' so good for me, baby." he mutters into your throat, the rough line of his tongue against the marks he's left on your shoulder. "Gonna sing so pretty for me, aren't you?"

"Yes," you gasp breathlessly, wrapping your arms around him. You clutch at his back, at handfuls of fur, and Husk almost chokes on a moan as your hands find the base of his wings. "Yes, please, Husk, I'm--"

"Such a good girl," he tells you, his words far softer than the way his hips still slam into yours. You can feel yourself beginning to crest again, and your eyes squeeze close. "No, no, baby. C'mon doll, eyes on me and you can cum."

You force them open again and he kisses you, all tongue and teeth before he buries his face in the base of your throat and you cum again, announcing it to the lobby in a long, drawn-out call of his name.

Husk follows soon after, his hips stuttering into yours for a few more moments before he collapses on top of you, his chin on your chest.

He chuckles, rich tobacco and whiskey, and you force your head up to look at him.

"What?"

"Nothin'." he shrugs despite the purr now reverberating in both your chests. "Jus' thinkin' that you coulda been in the choir, a set of pipes like that."

Husk laughs as you smack him, pulling slowly out of you. You can feel the wet patch on the cushions beneath you.

"C'mon, doll. We gotta get you to bed before we really do have an audience down here."

[adyophene]

Husk's secret weapon

[captainsaltypear]

it's not just me. right? (I BLAME KEITH DAVID'S BUTTERY VOICE)

[kipkiphoorayy]

‼️ hazbin s1 finale spoilers ‼️

some text posts for the finale, what a ride!

[blitzy-blitzwing]

That loving stare. 🥺❤️

[celestialalpacaron]

HERES THIS REALLY DUMB IDEA THAT’S BEEN LIVING RENT FREE IN MY HEAD AND I HAD TO SKETCH IT OUT SO FAST AHSJSKAKAKS

YALL know how like…Alastor has his little minion guys as his goons??? My brain said “I wonder what Husk’s minions looked like when he was an overlord….” And I WASSSS gonna give him little bunnies (hahaha magician motive) but they turned out too similar to Alastor’s so WHY NOT GIVE HIM SOME SEVERAL RIGHT (and left) HAND MANS HDJSKSKKSKASJA

Anyways DO WHAT YOU WILL WITH THIS INFORMATION :) 🩷

[dragon-spaghetti]

Late night talks 💖

(Please click for better quality!!)

[triona-tribblescore]

I WANNA DRAAWW!! RAHHHGG!! Absolutely swamped with college work, im so tired TT (hence whatever tf this is lmao)

[ricebin-hotel]

i made more of these :3

[planetkram]

Literally everyone making out in this episode fr

Ugh.. why couldn’t we add Husk and Angel to this?

[hazbinshusk]

husk x fem!reader (called 'my girl' by husk, although non-specific on body parts)

he's never been able to say 'no' to you, even when there's other people in the room. praise, light daddy kink, affection in french, and sex behind the bar. 1k words.

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Leaning your elbows on the polished wood of the bar, you rested your chin on your hands with a smile. Husk met your eye as he turned away from the glassware to face you, sighing even as his own lips quirked up on one side in a smirk. “What are you thinkin’?”

“Me? Nothing at all,” you replied, faux-innocently. “I’m just looking for a refill.”

“Uh-huh,” he replied dryly, reaching for the cocktail shaker. “I know that look, doll.”

Your smile widened despite your attempt at nonchalance, and you bit your lip. “I just thought you might be lonely over here is all.”

“So, you ditched the movie night just to say ‘hello’?” he asked, nodding over to where the rest of the hotel residents sat in front of the TV. It was the latest in a long line of activities designed to build comradery among the staff and guests.

“Maybe.”

“I ever tell you that you can’t lie for shit?”

You snickered, accepting the drink he slid your way. “Okay, so maybe I had a thought.”

“Dangerous.”

“Wanna get out of here?” you asked.

Husk groaned softly at the suggestive tone in your voice. “You know I want to, sweetness. But I can’t leave ‘til the last guest does. Boss’s orders.”

“But Alastor isn’t even here,” you pointed out with a pout. There was no way the radio demon could have been convinced to spend an evening in front of a television screen.

Husk grimaced apologetically, his claws ghosting against the base of his throat for a moment. “Not how it works, doll.”

You sighed, downing your drink and setting the glass back on the bar. You reached across the bar to rub your fingers through the soft fur on his cheek, smiling as he leaned into the touch, his eyes closing for a moment.

Husk gave you a small, wistful smile as you withdrew and turned away again. He jumped, letting out a small ‘mrrp’ of surprise as you rounded the bar instead of returning to the others.

“What’re you doin’?”

“Keeping you company,” you told him with an innocent shrug. Husk’s eyes widened, his ears folding back as you pressed a hand up against his crotch. You felt him twitch under your palm. “I’ve missed you today, daddy.”

“Oh, you are evil,” he muttered, casting a nervous glance over at the others.

“Please?” you drew out the word with an enticing smile, your other hand scratching through the downy fur below his navel.

Husk shuddered, his head falling forward against your shoulder. Your smile widened and heat rose in a shiver up your back as you felt his lips and the rough slide of his tongue against your collarbone. His hands took hold of your hips, his ear twitching as your exhale tickled it.

“You’re gonna be nice and quiet for me, right doll?” he asked, his voice deliciously rough as a soft, steady purr reverberated through his chest. You nodded, and his smirk widened, his teeth glinting in the bar light. “That’s my good girl.”

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You bit back a moan as Husk pressed himself into you at an agonizingly slow pace, the two of you exhaling together as he bottomed out. He withdrew just as slowly, the barbs along the length of his cock making you shudder. His lips dusted over your back, dulled by the fabric of your shirt, his claws pricking at your waist.

He had you bent over the bar, your fingers curled white-knuckled around the edge of the counter. You rocked forward with each gentle, torturous thrust of his hips into your ass, listening to the quiet hums of pleasure he made each time you tightened around him.

“You’re doin’ so good for me, baby,” he murmured, trailing claws down along your thigh. “Such a good girl…”

You whimpered, head falling against your arms as your back arched.

“No, no, no, c’mon kitten,” he whispered, hands tightening as they found your hips. “Eyes up. Don’t want us getting caught, do you?”

You shook your head, a moan catching in your throat as he thrust into you harder than before.

“You sure?” he teased quietly, leaning over you so his breath tickled the back of your neck. “You sure you’re not gettin’ all hot just thinkin’ about gettin’ caught?”

You whined, slapping a hand over your mouth as you rocked your hips back into his.

Husk chuckled in the back of his throat, sliding one hand up under your shirt to slide his claws along the small of your back. “That’s my filthy girl.”

“Fuck, Husk…” you moaned into your palm, eyes rolling back as the bartender’s cock brushed up against that sweet spot inside you. Your thighs were beginning to shake, and you could feel the inside of them growing slick with your own arousal. “Please…”

Husk hummed, his lips touching the nape of your neck. “You wanna cum, baby?”

You nodded eagerly, your brow furrowed with the struggle to keep quiet.

His teeth sunk gently into your skin before he lathed the mark with his tongue. “Go ahead, sweetness. I’ve got you.”

You bit down on your hand as you came, eyes squeezed closed. Husk groaned low in his throat as you tightened around him, his hips stuttering into yours as his own orgasm spilled into you.

“Fuck…” he drew out the word in a shaky whisper, his forehead pressing between your shoulder blades. You whimpered as he pulled out of your slowly, his cum dripping down your thighs. “You’re gonna be the death of me, doll.”

You hummed, light-headed, as you wiped at your thighs with a napkin and pulled your clothes back into place. “Tu me gates toujours si bien, minou.”

Husk smiled affectionately, kissing the corner of your jaw. You pulled his suspender back into place. “Seulement le meilleur pour toi, ma chérie.”

“Y’know,” Angel’s voice suddenly sounded from the other side of the room, and you jerked away from Husk. “You too are cute ‘n’ all, but if you could wrap whatever the fuck you’re doin’ up, some of us need a new drink!”

[adyophene]

I couldn't get the idea of Alastor holding Husk like that one ferret gif during his lament in the finale out of my head.

[shey-pancake]

Edits with my redesigns of the main cast of:

HAZBIN HOTEL !!

(refs of them here)

Charlie Morningstar ★

Alastor the radio demon ★

Angel dust ★

Vaggie ★

Husk ★

Niffty ★

Here are the originals, hope u like it !!

[zelrishere]

HE LIVED.

Husk looks so damn annoyed 😭🙏

[wispurring-moss]

kay I pinkie-swear I'm not gonna keep blasting y'all with constant wips of this thing but i s2g my heart demanded that I share this part Immediately at least, so... TwT enjoy some more SoftnessTM~ <3

[snailsnaps]

healthy relationships built on consent, boundaries and trust — my beloved