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i know my darlings all want more lee alastor, and im planning on getting to that, but i wanted to draw my favs
eueuuHEHHEHe sorry (/▿＼ )
im rly happy with how this turned out HHHH I LOVE MY SHAYLAS
the sadness goblins have not yet left but this is helping a bit :3
ALSO SORRY I FORGOT this was loosely inspired by this adorable fic by @gaybananabread !!
Get flashed with lee husk and angel in drag LOSERS
one way to bond.
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lee!husk, ler!cherribomb & fat nuggets.
tw: tickling, swearing, mentions of suicide, mentions of self harm.
note: you can see this as romantic or platonic, it doesn’t really matter. enjoy
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husk had been in his hotel room most of the week, only coming out to work. and even then he didn’t speak to anyone, just sliding them their requested drink and turning his back to them once more
I mean— can you blame him? the person he loved after DECADES of being unable to left him. he should’ve known better than to get his hopes up anyway. he wasn’t fit for love, and he knew it. he wasn’t worthy of any kind of it. platonic or romantic.
he stared down the booze bottle he had in hand, barely having the energy to drink it. and that was one of the only things he was ACTUALLY good at.
he really was worthless, huh?
he tossed the half full booze bottle to the side, watching it roll off of the bed and hit the floor with a crash. fuck. nothing was going how he’d like it to.
he pulled his knees to his chest and tucked his head into them, his tail wrapping around his ankles and his arms wrapping around his knees as his claws dug into his calves.
he held back the urge to just— honestly start sobbing. that’s all he was able to do aside from sit in silence and claw as his forearms till he bled.
his ears were flat against his head, he just sat in the far corner of his bed that was pushed against the wall, sniffling a little as he held back tears.
however— he lifted his head when he heard his hotel room door open slightly.
“aaaye.. uhm-“ a familiar australian accent called out. “..can I come in?”
husk huffed and put his head back in his knees. “charlie send you?” he said in a blunt tone.
“no, actually.” cherri pushed the door open a little more so that she could walk in, holding fat nuggets in her other arm. “came on my own. wanted to see what you were bitchin’ about.” she said sarcastically, trying to lighten the mood a little.
all that was earned back was a weak growl before the room fell silent.
yeesh.. awkward.
cherri shut the door behind her and locked in for privacy, holding fat nuggets close and walking over to husks bed.
“you can’t sulk forever, mate.” she started.
“you challenging me?” husk replied gruffly.
cherri sighed surprisingly softly, sitting down on husks bed. “it won’t make him come back any faster.”
..
husks claws dug into his pant legs, his shoulders tensing.
cherri’s gaze turned to the broken glass on the floor, along with the splattered booze. she swallowed, looking back at husk. “..I know how it feels.”
“really?” husk snapped, lifting his head just enough to glare at cherri.
“it’s happened before.. before you came along. this is the third time.” cherri fidgeted with her nails, still holding fat nuggets who was looking up at her as she spoke with a small sad look.
cherri looked down at fat nuggets, taking a deep breath before speaking again. “he never stays gone for long. he’s just— ..he’s trying.” cherri gently scratched fat nuggets on the head. “he wouldn’t want you to isolate yourself like this.”
husk’s eyes got glossy, he quickly hid his face in his knees and wiped his eyes on them.
“..he’d hate to know you were.” cherri looked back at husk. “though— can’t say I wasn’t the same the first time.”
husk looked back up “are you seriously trying to bond over this bullshit??” he furrowed his brows.
“I’m trying to relate so you don’t feel so pathetic.” cherri narrowed her eye at him.
“it ain’t fuckin’ helpin’?!” husk hissed, his eyes looking down at fat nuggets after yelling. fuck. feeling water weld up in his eyes, he let his head fall back in his knees again.
cherri groaned quietly, clearly sucking at the comforting thing. she set fat nuggets down on the bed and tried to think of something else. she was sick of that sour ass expression.
fat nuggets stood up on the bed, gaining balance on the soft surface before waddling over to husk.
he sat down at husks feet— paws? paws.
husk’s head stayed tucked away as he wiped his tears on his knees yet again.
the pig’s eyes saddened once again, he let out a soft oink to try and get husks attention. why wasn’t he looking at him?
husk stayed quiet, still hiding his head.
fat nuggets oinked again, using his snout to nudge at husks paw.
husk flinched slightly, the wet and coldness of the pigs snout gaining some reaction. though the flinch wasn’t really a pained or irritated one.
cherri looked over and saw husks reaction, tilting her head and furrowing her brow.
fat nuggets perked up at the movement, nudging husks paw again. though thing time, he nuzzled his snout into the side of husks paw.
husk pulled his paw back and looked up from his knees and down at fat nuggets. “quihit.” he spoke quietly to the pig.
cherri watching from the edge of the bed, a smirk forming on her lips.
husk rested his forehead on his knees, not fully tucking his head.
cherri quickly snatched fat nuggets and stood up quietly. “nuggets, you fuckin’ genius!” cherri exclaimed in a whisper, earning a happy oink from fat nuggets who had NO fucking clue what she was talking about.
now, cherri definitely sucked at words of affirmation or whatever. but— she didn’t suck at one thing. tickling.
hey, it worked with angel! ..usually. why not give it a go with the embodiment of depression?
cherri stepped over the broken glass and sat right beside husk, holding fat nuggets with one arm. “..I heard that noise, by the way.” cherri commented with that shit-eating smirk.
husk turned his head to her. “what noise?” he cocked a brow.
“the giggle you made when nuggs nudged ya! I ain’t fuckin’ stupid.”
husk tensed, shit— did he actually giggle?!
“wh- I didn’t giggle?!” husk said with a panicked voice crack.
“yeheah, you did! was pretty much a stereotypical “teehee!” too- pffssh-“ cherri snickered.
“fuck off!” husk snapped once again, though this was more of a flustered one than just a bitchy one.
cherri cackled at his reaction. “must have quite the weakness, eh?” she teased.
husk groaned and hid his face in his knees for the millionth time, not out of sadness this time. “I don’t! I’m not fuckin’- ..that.” oh, this was pathetic.
cherri scooted closer, placing fat nuggets back down on the bed. “that? really? can’t even say the word?”
husks ears flattened against his head in embarrassment. “go back to your shitty relating bullshit!” his voice cracked once again.
“nah, this gets a better reaction.” cherri grinned, prodding at the side of the cats rib. “cmon, you’re not what?”
husk tensed, his paws immediately moving up to block off his rib. “goho away!-“
“what’s the fun in that?” cherri moved her hand to squeeze husks hip.
husk yelped and spun to where his hip wasn’t facing the other— but the front of his body was. fucking dumbass I tell you.
cherri’s stupid smirk was enough to make you giggle in anticipation, but husk held back,
“didn’t think that move through , huh pussycat?” cherri teased, moving to sit on her knees and crawl closer to husk.
husk rolled his eyes at the name, looking ANYWHERE but at cherri. “fuck you!”
cherri grinned once again. “bold for the one who’s cornered.”
fuck. he was basically cornered.
husk glanced at the one way escape to his right, gulping before attempting to make a run for it. but— fat nuggets blocked his way as soon as he got ready to bolt, sitting and staring up at husk with his beady black eyes as husk was in full sprint form.
“oh, cmon, you fat fUHUCK!-“ husk yelped as cherri grabbed him by the torso and yanked his ass back.
she flipped him on his back and pinned him to the bed, looking so proud of herself for manhandling him like that.
husk on the other hand was in shock, grunting softly as he was slammed onto the bed. “get the FUCK OFF’A ME!!-“
“not a chance. thanks, nuggs. you’re a real one.” cherri fist bumped fat nuggets lightly on the snout.
“fuckin’ cornbAHALL-! NAHA-!” husk yelped as he felt the nails on one of cherri’s hands dig into his armpit after using her other hand to pin his paws above his head.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion on my one-on-one with the pig, privacy is policy! or however that stupid shit goes..” cherri narrowed her brow at the thought.
“YOU brohoke into my fuhuckin’ room, ahasshole?!-“ husk exclaimed with attitude.
“I ASKED!! you didn’t fuckin’ reply!” cherri argued back, scribbling down husks side. husks snickering turned to giggles as she moved spots, turning his head away. “oh, now you wanna be quiet?” cherri tilted her head, squeezing husks side.
husk yelped again, this time with a snort followed behind it. “yohou fuhuckin’ sUhuck!”
“heh- you sound like fat nuggets! I didn’t know you snorted?” cherri giggled herself.
“yohou weren’t supOHOsed tohoho!-“ husk whined.
“wooowww, you were gonna keep this ridiculously adorable detail from me?” cherri said dramatically.
“IT’S NOT ADOHORABLE!!” husk yelled.
cherri snickered, then cleared her throat and mocked a serious face and tone. “oh- right, right. just pathetic then!”
“kihill yoursehelf!-“ husk growled, more playfully than anything.
cherri gasped dramatically, digging her fingers into husks left hip. “and IM the asshole?! the NERVE.”
husk squeaked, kicking his paws out and accidentally kneeing cherri in the back as he giggled.
“OW- fuck!” cherri reached behind herself to grab one of husks knees, letting go of his wrists.
“sohorry-!” husk giggled out, panting a little.
awh.
wait
AWH?? no fucking way an “awh” came to her mind.
..well. he did look a little cute. for such a grouch anyway. seeing him so— vulnerable? was kinda endearing.
not like she’d say that to his face or anyone else’s, yknow how gay that sounds? that was for her and herself only to know.
ANYWAY.
cherri let go of his knee and put her hands on her hips. “hmm.. where to now..” she thought out loud like some cartoon character.
husk just waited, not a word came out of his mouth.
and cherri immediately noticed. “what? no come back? “fuck you”? nothing?”
husk groaned and his paws(hands) covered his face. “shut up.”
cherri looked a little surprised. normally, she got a reaction like this for angel when he wanted her to keep…. going. no fucking way.
“you like this, don’t you?” cherri cocked one side of her brow.
fuck.
shit.
FUCK!!!
husks face flushed a shade of pink before he quickly tried to run again, but he was pushed back down by cherri.
“you fuckin’ like this shit!!” cherri exclaimed.
husk stuttered. “sh- yo- fuckin’- I- UGH! DAMMIT!!” the only word he could get out.
cherri huffed out laughed, shaking her head slightly. “oho- thihis is too fuckin’ good!”
husks face grew warmer by the minute. “fuck OFF.” he grumbled.
“no chance, sourpuss.” cherri rested her hands on husks wings.
husk tensed. “nOHoho-!“ he screeched and tried to squirm away once more to no avail.
cherri grinned and scribbled her nails into his wings, earning yet another screech that was 10 times louder.
“CHEHEHERRI!!!-“ he shouted, kicking his paws out and attempting to shove her away.
but— she didn’t move a muscle.
and honestly? husk was okay with that.
he didn’t really mind the tickling at all, it was almost comforting in a way— aside from the BRUTAL wrecking(/silly). he felt safe. which was weird. he hated this bitch literally a few months ago??
then again— he noticed she had gotten a little softer. more open, slightly gentler. her attitude didn’t change, obviously. but he knew something did. she wasn’t that bad.
“aye! get outta lala land, fucker! I’m tryna get reactions here.” cherri snapped him out of his thoughts with her shout and movement to one of his ears. “got this spot from angie, heard it was a great one.”
husk squeaked in response, tilting his head back to try and get her hand away. but it didn’t help. “yOHOU bIHIhitch-!” he insulted.
“that I am, fuzzball.” cherri spoke proudly, moving to husks neck. using both hands to gently scritch at the sides. two fingers to tickle, two to hold husks chin up so he couldn’t tuck his head in and block off her hands.
husks laughter died down to soft giggles with the occasional snort, but it still really fucking tickled. “y- yehehe- gohoddammit..” he mumbled.
he looked up at cherri, his face immediately heating up again at the look on her own. fuck— he was NOT used to her looking soft.
“cat got ya’ tongue, scrooge?” cherri leaned down a little closer.
“eheat shihit and dihie.” husk replied defensively yet playfully. cherri just smiled back. “I’ll pass.” she lifted her hands, patting husks head mockingly then looking over at fat nuggets
the pig had been watching the whole time, his little beady eyes filled with joy. he stood up from his sitting position and waddled over to them both.
husk was panting softly, following cherris gaze to fat nuggets. his eyes softening a little. “hey, bud.” husk reached a paw out and brushed it over the pig’s head.
fat nuggets oinked happily, waddling over a little more and stepped onto husks torso. husk grunted and huffed a little “uurgh- watch your step, nuggets.”
cherri snickered. “he must like you.” to which husk replied— “yeah, a little too much. fuckin’- hEHEY!-“ husk yelped when he felt the pigs snout nuzzled his bellybutton, holding back everything so that he didn’t buck the pig off.
cherri’s eye lightened up. “I knew I was missin’ a spot!” she scooted back a little, sitting on husks thighs.
“oh hehell no! shit- nUHuggehehets!- yohou’re killin’ mehe-!” husk tried to fend cherri off, but it obviously didn’t work.
“whaaat? he’s my lil helper! ain’t that right, nuggs?” cherri cooed at the piglet.
husk attempted to gently push fat nuggets away, but it just made the pig more eager and clingy. fat nuggets waddled his happy ass up to husks ribs, sitting down and staring at husk.
“why’re you looking so damn hard? BLINK.” husk leaned back a little from looking up.
fat nuggets looking down at husks ribs, scooting back a little. husks eyes widened. “don’t you fuckin’ dare, you little shit.” husks voice wavered.
the pig looked back up at husk, almost taunting him before leaning down and nuzzled his snout into husks lower ribs. husk let out a surprised cackle and snorted. “fAHahack!-“ he smacked the bed so he wouldn’t smack fat nuggets.
cherri walked her fingers along husks hips, making her way up to the sides of his- “I wihill slap the shit ohout of yohou.” ..belly. damn, he felt her fingers! darn…. /sar
“awww, whhhyyyyy?” cherri whined sarcastically. like she gave a shit if he slapped her.
“behecause! gehet your fuckin’ pihig!” husk demanded.
“he ain’t mine! he goes by his own rules.” cherri nodded, looking down at fat nuggets and whispering. “I would get off though, he might buck your lil ass to the ceiling when I do this.” “dO whAhahat?-“ husk interrupted.
cherri gently picked fat nuggets up and placed him at husks paws/feet, then cracking her knuckles. “this!” cherri immediately began digging into husks furry tummy, making him absolutely shriek.
“I HAHAHATE YOHOHOUU!! *snrk* HEHEEHEHAHAHAHHA!!!” husk cried out, shaking his head.
“ohh, this must be your worst spot, huh? that why you threatened to slap me, giggles? mm?” cherri taunted, cooing at the older one as she scribbling her nails into the fur on his belly.
husk could only nod, tearing up from how hard he was laughing. cherri hadn’t seen anyone more ticklish in both her life and after. this was absolutely fucking adorable.
cherri perked up when she heard a light tapping against the bed, looking behind her to see that husks tail was WAGGING??
“your fuckin’ tail WAGS??” cherri exclaimed without a second thought, making husks blush even brighter.
“SHUHUUT AHAHAHAP!!!-“ he laughed out, slamming his fist into the mattress and throwing his head back.
cherri grinned evily as she got an idea for a final bow in the tickling fashion.
she randomly paused, putting her hands on the mattress and taking a DEEP deep breath.
fuck.
fuck
FUCK!!
husks eyes widened, he didn’t even have time to get a “no!” out before cherri blew the LOUDEST raspberry onto his tummy. his shriek practically echoed through the hotels halls, his laughter the most childish it could get.
literally. he let out a whole squeal, “hehe” and everything! the cutest thing EVER is that his tail started thumping against the mattress even faster.
cherri grabbed his hips to keep him steady, blowing another raspberry onto his side. husk smacked the back of her head as he cackled, unable to hold himself back for that one as his paw IMMEDIATELY recoiled in fear. the playful kind, not genuine horror.
cherri lifted her head and “glared” at husk after the backhanded slap to her head.
“s-sohorry-?” his shoulders scrunched up a little in anticipation.
cherri looked back at fat nuggets, who blinked at her then looking at husks paw. scooted up a little and nuzzling his snout into his pawpad which made husk let out a surprised giggle as he wasn’t expecting it.
cherri looking back at husk and narrowed her eye before taking another deep deep breath and blowing a raspberry right into husks bellybutton. nuzzling her face into his tummy aswell.
husk screamed like a little girl, covering his face with his paws this time and laughing as loud as he possibly could.
after about another minute of that, cherri rolled off of husk and took fat nuggets with her to lay beside him.
husk panted, wiping his tears and sitting up on his elbows. huffing and pulling himself together. “fuhuck.. yuugghh.. eheh-!.. huh.” he calmed himself down, then looked back at cherri and fat nuggets
cherri waved teasingly, smiling like a fucking moron. “have fun?” “you fuckin’ suck.” husk grumbled as he flopped back down on the bed, turning his head to fat nuggets and petting him on the head. “you too. evil piece of shit.”
cherri chuckled. “feel any better?” she asked and husk hummed. “..yeah, actually.” he nodded. “thank you.” he looked at cherri.
cherri nodded back. “‘course. gotta make sure you don’t end up killing yourself.” cherri shrugged after her blunt comment.
husk cocked a brow. “why? you’ll miss me?” he smirked.
cherri cleared her throat and looked away. “I’ll miss your.. drinks! yeah, you make them better than the shitty club down the road. those taste like ASS.” cherri complained, but mostly to cover up the fact that she would infact miss him. she already lost pentious, she didn’t need to lose another loved one.
husk chuckled. “you’re such a whiner.” he nudged her side with his elbow.
cherri jerked, her shoulders tensing a little and her lips quivered. ..huh.
husk tilted his head. “did I nudge too hard?” he asked, placing his hand on where he nudged.
cherri shook her head, jerking away from his touch and biting her lip.
ohhh..
husk grinned. “and I’m the “super ticklish” one? fuckin’ bullshit.” husk sat up.
cherri tossed fat nuggets onto the mattress and went to make a break for it— but, husks reflexes were on point. he grabbed her leg and jerked her back like she did to him in the start of all of this.
“OW!- you fuckin’ cunt! let me go, dickhead!!” cherri argued, trying to shove husk away with GREAT strength. but— husk was determined.
husk pinned her on her back and grabbed his wrists, holding them about her head. “nice try, dipshit. you really thought I’d let you get away with allat?”
“you fuckin’ loved it!! why am i being hated on for HELPING A FRIEND OUT.” cherri kicked her legs in frustration.
husk huffed, rolling his eyes at her statement. “WHATEVER.”
cherri looked up at her wrists being pinned. “you don’t exactly have any hands to tickle with, mate. fresh outta luck! HAH.”
“hands? who needs hands?” husks wings flared out before curling forwards and brushing against cherri’s underarms, making her jolt with a surprise laugh. “hands are overrated.” husk added.
cherri shrieked. “WAHAHAHAIT!!!-“
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the end
Okay guys…this is my longest and most intricate audio yet! I’ve got a little bit of everything going on and I really hope that the additional audio is more immersive and not too overwhelming! I absolutely adored this one and I really hope you guys enjoyed it. Please please give me some feedback on it in regards to if you found this to be too much, too little, etc etc! I thrive off of your comments because they help me improve and cater them better to all of your needs! Now enjoy some Huskerdust with a lil wrecked Husker (and if any of you catch my reference in the audio you’ve got to let me know hehe…)
The cover art was made by @giggly-tickles whom I adore, so go send them some love! Below the cut with the script you can find the full version, or go check out their Tumblr! Thank you so much you’re a legend 😭
Script and artwork below the cut!
[Visual Note: Husker is at the bar, finishing up a long shift. He grumbles as he sweeps up his feathers from behind the bar once again, wings twitching in irritation. Angel Dust sits across from him at the bar.]
[Audio Note: Sweeping, various bar sound effects.]
Angel Dust: [eyebrow raised] Damn Husky. What’s goin’ on with ya feathers? Ya sheddin’ ‘em like crazy! I ain’t ever seen you sweep up so many before. You goin’ bald?
Husk: [eye roll] S’ none of yer business, Angie.
Angel Dust: [pouting] Aw, c’mon Whiskers! Ya can’t blame me for noticin’. I mean, it’s hard not to when there’s a whole bird’s nest behind the bar. Seriously, ya sick or somethin’?
Husk: [gruff] I said drop it. It’s nothin’ you need to worry about. And stop calling me Whiskers.
Angel Dust: [mock gasp] Oh, excuse me, Baby Cakes! Didn’t know we were touchy tonight. Now spill. Can’t always be on my ass ‘bout talking feelings and not tell me what’s goin’ on.
Husk: [sighs, rubbing his temples] I’m not touchy, Ang. Just… tired, alright? Look, I’m almost done closing up shop for to night. Why don’t you just go to our room and I’ll meet you there?
Angel Dust: [grumbling] Fine. But I’m gonna figure you out, one way or anotha. And don’t take too long, old man. I get lonely without ya.
[Visual Note: Angel walks away to their shared room, muttering to himself.]
[Audio Note: Footsteps, fading bar noise, quietly additional approaching footsteps]
Angel Dust: There’s gotta be somethin’ goin’ on. Sure, he’s grumpy as Hell, but he’s never like this. Maybe I gotta look somethin’ up or-
[Visual Note: Angel, lost in thought, stumbles into Lucifer.]
[Audio Note: Stumble. Footsteps pause.]
Angel Dust: Shit-! [glancing down] Didn’t see ya there Short King. My bad.
Lucifer: [scoff] It’s hard to see where you’re walking when you’re too busy talking to yourself. What’s going on?
Angel Dust: [waving him off] It’s nothin’, okay? Husky is just…actin' weird tonight. Like, extra weird. Feels like there’s somethin’ off with him, y’know?
Lucifer: [slight grin] Eh. Shocker. I get where he’s coming from.
Angel Dust: [confused] Shocker? Whaddya mean, shocker?
Lucifer: [brow raised] It’s molting season, Angel. It’s a natural process. Happens to demons with avian traits every so often. They shed old feathers to make room for new ones. I thought you two had something going on. Hasn’t he told you? Alastor uh…[clearing throat] helped me out last night.
Angel Dust: [eyes widen, realization dawning] Wait, what? Moltin' season? So that’s what’s been goin' on with him? [pauses] Why the hell didn’t he say anything? I coulda helped!
Lucifer: I mean preening is pretty…[clearing throat] I mean everyone’s wings are different.
Angel Dust: [squinting, smirking] Ohhhh, preenin’, huh? Is that what we’re callin’ it these days? What’d Alastor do, Luce, give ya a little feather massage?
Lucifer: [flustered, clearing throat] Ahem! I’m simply saying molting requires a certain… level of ca re. Especially for demons like Husk. It can be…uncomfortable.
Angel Dust: [laughing, leaning on the wall] Oh, I bet it can be. Don’t worry, Lucifer, your secret’s safe with me. Now I’m just wonderin’ how I’m supposed to handle my grumpy feather duster.
Lucifer: [irritated] I’d suggest you focus on your own partner instead of my affairs, Angel. Husk is stubborn, but I’m sure you’ll figure it out.
Angel Dust: [snickering] Sure, sure. Thanks for the tip, Baby Cakes.
Lucifer: [grimacing] Don’t call me that.
[Visual Note: Angel walks back to his shared room with Husk with a newfound confidence and plan - convincing Husker to let him help. He scoops Fat Nuggets up and lays on the bed with him.]
[Audio Note: Footsteps, door opening, door closing, pig oinking, bed squeaking]
Angel Dust: Fat Nuggets, baby! [leaning down to pet him, babytalking] We’re gonna help out ya daddy…yes we are…gonna get rid of that grumpy lil face-
[Audio Note: Door opening]
[Visual Note: Husk steps into the room still looking disheveled his wings twitching slightly as he glances at Angel and Fat Nuggets on the bed.]
Husk: [gruff] What’re you doin’? You havin’ a one-on-one with the pig about me now?
Angel Dust: [grinning, still petting Fat Nuggets] Maybe. He’s a good listener, y’know? And he doesn’t hide things from me unlike somebody I know.
Husk: [sighs] I ain’t in the mood for jokes, Angie. I’m beat.
Angel Dust: [patting the bed] C’mere, Husky. Sit your feathered ass down.
Husk: [narrowing his eyes] What’re you up to?
Angel Dust: [innocently] Who, me? Nothin’! Just thought we could have some quality time. Y’know, talk about stuff. Like…molting.
[Visual Note: Husk crawls into bed beside Angel]
[Audio Note: Bed squeaking]
Husk: [groaning] Dammit, Angel, I shoulda known you’d get it outta someone. Was it Lucifer?
Angel Dust: [snickering] Maybe. Short King’s got loose lips. [softly] Why didn’t ya just tell me, Husky? You don’t gotta deal with this on your own, y’know.
Husk: [shrugs, avoiding eye contact] Didn’t wanna make a big deal outta it. It’s just molting. Happens every so often, no biggie.
Angel Dust: [crawling over to him, kneeling in front of the chair] No biggie? Babe, you’ve been grumpier than usual, and I’m pretty sure you’ve been hidin’ how bad it’s buggin’ ya. C’mon, let me help.
Husk: [hesitating, wings twitching slightly] I don’t need help, Angie. It’s messy and…kinda embarrassing, alright? I don’t want ya seein’ me like this.
Angel Dust: [softly, reaching out to brush a stray feather off Husk’s shoulder] Husky, you’re actin’ like I haven’t already seen you at your worst. Hell, I practically live for the mess. Besides, isn’t that what we do? Look out for each other? You’ve seen me way past rock bottom before.
Husk: [sighing] You’re not going to let this one go, are ya Legs?
Angel Dust: [smirking] Not a chance. Now, lay down and let me get a closer look at those wings of yours. Trust me, I got magic hands.
[Visual Note: Husk hesitates, then finally gives in, lying down on the bed with his wings slightly spread out. Angel Dust grabs a soft brush from the nightstand and starts inspecting Husk’s feathers.]
[Audio Note: Soft rustling of feathers, gentle brushing sounds]
Angel Dust: [teasing] Damn, Husky, these wings are somethin’ else. Big, strong, and goddamn they need my TLC.
Husk: [gruffly] Shut it, Ang. Just do whatever you’re gonna do and quit yappin’- [few giggles]
[Visual Note: Angel continues gently moving around and picking apart the feathers, though now Husk begins to squirm]
Angel Dust: [teasing, mischievous] Ohhh, Husky. What’s this? You’re really jumpy tonight. Don’t tell me you’ve got ticklish wings.
Husk: [gruff, trying to stay composed] No. Obviously not. Just… finish the damn job, Angie.
Angel Dust: [grinning] Uh-huh. Sure. [deliberately brushing the sensitive area of Husk’s wing again] What about here? Oh, wait— there?
Husk: [giggling despite himself] Angie, cut it out.
Angel Dust: [laughing, feigning innocence] Cut what out? Babe, I’m just tryin’ to help you! You’re makin’ it real hard to focus with all that twitchin’.
Husk: [trying not to laugh] You know damn well what you’re doin’!
Angel Dust: [grinning wider] Ohhh, this is too good. The big, bad Husky’s got himself some ticklish lil’ wings! C’mon, Whiskers, just admit it—your tough-guy act’s fallin’ apart over here.
Husk: [gasping through his laughter, squirming away] Angie, shut up! You’re pushin’ it now, I swear to—!
Angel Dust: [laughing triumphantly] Oh, I’ve got you now, Husky! And too bad. I’m not stopping till I get all ya loose feathers out of there.
Husk: Shit! Angel, this is why I didn’t want to tell you, you little- [laughter]
Angel Dust: [grinning] You didn’t want to tell me because ya didn’t want me findin’ out ya just a sensitive lil cutie, huh?
Husk: [half-laughing, trying to stay in control] I'm not cute, and you better quit that before I—
Angel Dust: [giggling] Before you what? I’m just helping preen ya, you ought to be thankin’ me. I dunno what I’d do without these extra arms though, ya squirming like a damn worm!
Husk: [laughing] Thank you?! Angel, I didn’t sign up for this! Okay- okay stop it! This is fucking torture!
Angel Dust: [smirking mischievously] Torture? Babe, this is premium wing care—Angel Dust-style. Now quit wiggling. I’m almost done. Then I gotta remind ya where else ya sensitive-
Husk: [laughing] You fucking wish! No way in Hell am I letting you touch me again- ever! No more touching for you!
Angel Dust: [mock gasp] How dare ya revoke my kitty-pettin’ privileges! That’s it!
[Visual Note: Angel finishes preening - for the most part - and flips Husk onto his back]
[Audio Note: blanket movement and wrestling]
Angel Dust: [grinning] Now you’re really in for it Husky. I didn’t know ‘bout ya wings bein’ sensitive but I do know about-
Husk: [panic] Wait wait wait-!
Angel Dust: [laugh] Your hips.
[Visual Note: Angel moves one hand to squeeze his hips]
Husk: [shrieking] Angie! Angie no! You’re gonna kill me with this shit! I can’t breathe! It tickles! Fuck, it’s not funny!
Angel Dust: [laughing, his voice playful] Oh, but it is funny. Look at you, all grumpy and tough, but when I hit these spots? You’re just a cute witty kitty.
Husk: [managing to grab Angel’s wrist, panting slightly through his laughter] I said I’m not cute! If you don’t quit it right now, I will—!
Angel Dust: [smirking, leaning in close] You’ll what, Baby Cakes? You’re too busy laughin’ to do anything. Face it, I’ve gotcha right where I wantcha. Ya clearly ain’t as grumpy as before so I think I did somethin’. And this tummy is lookin’ like it wants some attention too.
Husk: [hissing through his teeth] Angel, fuck, no, no… I’m gonna—
[Visual Note: Husk tries to push Angel’s hand away, but Angel grins wider and gently presses on his stomach again.]
Angel Dust: [teasing] Oh, what’s this? You’re really not gonna— [pauses as Husk lets out a soft, involuntary purr] Ohhh… wait a minute… did you just… purr?
Husk: [flustered, voice strained] I didn’t… I didn’t purr, you little shit. Knock it off! [still giggling]
Angel Dust: [grinning broadly] Uh-huh. Sure, sure. But you did just purr. So ya lyin’ now. Thats a cute mix. Gigglin’ n’ purrin’ for me. [lightly pressing down on his stomach]
[Audio Note: louder purr slipping in]
Husk: [squirming, purring louder] Stop it! I’m serious, Angel! This is—this is—[laughing] okay, okay, I get it, I get it! I give! Angel-!
Angel Dust: Yeah? Admit it then, Whiskers. You love the attention, you loved me preening ya, you love me-
Husk: [laughing harder, eyes almost closing from how much he's squirming] Okay, okay, fine! I admit it! But you’re the worst!
Angel Dust: [laughing] Now that’s more like it! You’re a good sport, Husky. I knew deep down you liked it when I gave ya some care.
Husk: [gruff but still breathless] Oh, you’re so gonna regret this, Legs. You’re not the only one who can dish it out. Especially after all that bullshit.
Angel Dust: [giggling nervously] Wait, wait—hold on! Husky, we can talk about this—!
[Visual Note: Husk starts tickling Angel back, both of them laughing hysterically.]
[Audio Note: Feathers rustling, bedsprings squeaking, and confused pig noises]
Angel Dust: [gasping between laughter] Stop, stop! Okay, okay, I give! Mercy!
Husk: [laughing victoriously] Oh, no. You started this. You’re gettin’ the full treatment now, Angie!
Angel Dust: [gasping, laughing harder] You— [trying to squirm away, but Husk follows his movements] You’re evil! I didn’t think—! Oh God, please—! Mercy!
Husk: [laughing triumphantly] That’s what you get, Legs! I told you, didn’t I? No mercy.
Angel Dust: [gasping between laughs] I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I swear!
Husk: [stopping] That’s what I thought.
[Visual Note: The laughter fades into softer chuckles as they both collapse onto the bed, catching their breath. Husk’s wings relax, and Angel leans against him, still giggling faintly.]
Husk: [after a moment, quietly] Thanks for the help with these damn feathers, Angie.
Angel Dust: [softly] Anytime, Husky. Just don’t forget – you don’t gotta handle stuff alone. I’m here for ya, sheddin’ feathers and all.
Husk: [softly] Just... don’t tell anyone about this, alright? I’m not about to become the soft-hearted sap of the hotel. And I definitely don’t need anyone other then you using this shit against me.
Angel Dust: [whispering] Cross my heart, Husky. This stays between us... and Fat Nuggets. [laughs softly] He’s our little secret keeper.
[Audio Note: Soft oink]
Husk: [chuckling] That he is, huh? You really do know how to make a guy feel... less miserable.
Angel Dust: [grinning] What can I say? It’s one of my many talents. Love ya, Kitten.
Husk: [hum] Love you too, sweetheart.
if it's ok with you I would love a part 3 of the letting of steam fics. i love the first two so far
oh of course!!!! thank you so much for the request heehee! i think there's gonna be one more chapter after this one before the story ends heehee, so if its requested ill begin working on that- i wanted alastor to be sweet with husker cuz husk's very clearly terrified of him so he's gentle with husk- anyways enjoy!! and thanku again for requesting <33333333
(also dont get mad but im not showing Angel's accent phonetically, that's just not my style so use your imagination)
Last Man Standing
Read the first one here! Read the previous one here!
Words: 1953 Pairing: Ler!Alastor, Lees!Niffty, Angel, and Husker Warnings: Alcohol and a panic attack, Angel being Angel, and also its unedited
Husker slightly trembled as he looked around. The radio demon could appear from any shadow, and Husk was never ready. The gambler hated that Alastor got to him so much, but he couldn’t help being afraid. That demon had his soul, and his grip on it was ceaseless.
Mercifully, Husker wasn’t alone as he slunk through the hotel halls. He tightly held Angel Dust’s hand, who seemed completely unfazed by the situation. Behind them, trying to keep up, Niffty clapped her hands excitedly. Husker was at least glad she was enjoying herself.
“Stay close, Niffty,” Husk looked behind him, motioning for the maid to hold his other hand. “You know how extra our boss can be.” He felt a little better holding their hands, but he knew that once Alastor tasted figurative blood in the water, it wouldn’t matter.
The shadow of the radio demon followed them down the dark hallway. Alastor may have been part-deer, but all that was going through his mind now was the instincts of a hunter. And if he wanted to be efficient about this - which he always did - he’d pick them off, one by one, starting with the weakest.
Angel looked over. “Huskie, your hand is trembling. You afraid of the dark?” He said it with a light tone, but as soon as he saw the hotel bartender look back at him with eyes filled with terror, he softened. “Don’t worry, sugar. I’ll protect ya,” he said, affectionately rubbing Husker’s knuckle with his thumb.
“And I’ll protect you, too!” Niffty giggled as she said it, squeezing Husker’s other hand.
Despite the fear, Husk grinned a little. “Thanks, you two,” he mumbled. He wrapped his tail around his waist like a hug, trying to level his breathing.
“Besides,” Angel continued, gesturing as he spoke, “I’m pretty sure Alastor’s just having fun with this. Nobody’s getting hurt. Just a little scared.”
“Cuz he’s a bad boy!” Niffty offered.
Angel snickered under his breath. “Yeah, sure. Besides, you’ve seen how agitated he looked this morning. He’s barely shown his face since the battle. Maybe he needs this.”
Niffty giggled again. “And when he finds us, he will tear our souls apart!”
Husker’s breath caught in his throat as he was reminded of Alastor’s threat. “What?!”
“No, hun,” Angel chuckled and rubbed Husker’s shoulder. “She’s just fucking with you, Huskie. Our souls are fine.” He sighed a bit when he felt Husk tense up, silently wishing he could get some alone time with him to talk. Luckily, he wouldn’t have to wait for long. Angel spoke up again as they continued walking. “Niffty, no more jokes, got it?”
Silence.
“Niffty?” Angel looked over, and Husker stopped in his tracks. Slowly, he held up his other hand for Angel to see: it was empty. “Niffty!” Both sinners looked around the hallway but found no trace of the neurotic little maid.
Husker’s breathing rate increased. “Oh, shit,” he whimpered.
In an empty room, Alastor dropped Niffty on the bed, who was clapping enthusiastically. “You got me!”
The radio demon grinned and ruffled her hair. “That I did, little darling. I have two more targets, so I can’t tarry long, but I’ll leave you with this.” With a motion, Alastor summoned two tendrils, using one to hold up one of Niffty’s hands and the other to wiggle against her stomach. He fondly knew that it didn’t take much to unravel the little sinner, and as he predicted, she instantly began cackling like a lunatic. She was easy prey. “Now, don’t go anywhere!” Alastor giggled.
“YEhEHEheheHS SihIhIHihIR!” Niffty said through her laughter, giving him a salute.
Husker was panicking. She was gone, and he was next. He heard Angel beside him, but his voice sounded distant.
“Maybe she just found a bug on the ground, hun! You know she loves cleaning pests.” Angel’s reasoning wasn’t heard as Husker began stumbling forward.
The radio demon momentarily opened the door just as Niffty uttered a loud shriek that echoed down the hall.
Angel stood straight upright, but before he could say anything, Husker took off like a shot, running as if his life depended on it. “No, Huskie, wait!” Angel ran after him, trying to keep up with the gambler. By the time Husker looked back again, the porn star was out of sight. Alastor got him, too. The bartender whimpered and took off running again.
“Alright, asshole!” Angel Dust yelped as he was unceremoniously pinned to a wall by Alastor’s magic. “First of all, how you’re holding me is all wrong. See, these hands over here are barely being held down at all. And you shouldn’t keep the arms completely stretched and extended like this; it’s always better to allow some give; that way, the muscles don’t get sore. Have you ever done this before?”
Alastor’s eye twitched in annoyance, but he took what Angel said into account and moved him a little. “An expert?”
“Yeah, I’m pretty much a pro regarding restraints. But secondly, and also most importantly, you’re scaring Husker. He’s having a panic attack, thanks to you.”
“I’ll attend to him shortly, don’t worry. As for you, my effeminate fellow, it’s time for your punishment after being found!”
“Do… do you hear yourself right now?” Angel raised an eyebrow. “That is some seriously kinky shit. I’ve heard that exact line a dozen times. It’s one of the classic amateur porn-writing lines. Like, you know what I’m gonna say to that, right?”
“Hm! Then don’t say anything,” the radio demon smiled wide. “Just laugh.”
“With the way you’re holding me down, I might just do thahAhahahahhat! WhaaHAt?!” Angel looked down and saw sets of claws extending from the wall, wriggling into his underarms.
“Four arms means four armpits! Now, excuse me,” Alastor turned and walked to the door. Angel Dust’s laugh was just as loud as his personality, and he wasn’t used to the gentle, teasy touch he was receiving. With a chuckle, Alastor left him to his tickling.
Husker ran until he saw the bar, and with all the grace of a terrified cat, he leaped over the bar, knocking a bottle over, and curled up on the floor in a ball. He trembled and gripped his neck, practically feeling his chain tightening as the radio demon held his soul in a vice-like sadistic grip.
Suddenly, Husker was jarred out of his thoughts by a single light turning on overhead. He held his breath and looked up to see enough light to fully illuminate the small bar. Then, there was a soft knocking on the countertop.
“I’d like a drink, please.”
Husker peeked over the counter to see Alastor sitting on one of the barstools, legs crossed and hands neatly folded on his lap. His eyes were closed, and he smiled without teeth. He looked… completely unthreatening. “W-what?” the bartender asked, his voice still shaking.
“A drink, friend.” Alastor’s voice was soft, almost soothing. Was he trying to comfort him?
“I- why?”
Alastor opened one eye. “Because I’m parched. Being a hunter is hard work, you know.”
“No, as a matter of fact, I don’t know.” Husker glared at his boss. “What did you do to the others?”
“They’re all having fun, don’t worry.” Alastor tapped the counter again. “Now, gin and tonic, please.”
“That’s… not your usual order.” Husker looked at the radio demon suspiciously. Husker’s favorite drink was a gin and tonic, so why was Alastor ordering it? Regardless, Husker began making the drink and served it to his guest in a large glass.
“Thank you.” Alastor politely nodded before pouring half of the drink into another glass and passing it back to the bartender. “Here, have some.”
Husker looked down at the glass and then back up at Alastor. He didn’t seem to be manipulating him. It looked like Alastor was genuinely just trying to calm him down. Hesitantly, the gambler picked up the glass.
“You’ve won.” Alastor held up the glass. “A toast! You were the last one I found.”
Husk held up his glass and took a big sip. The alcohol warmed the back of his throat, and he felt all his muscles loosen up a bit. Sighing, Husk leaned against the countertop and looked up at Alastor. He was warmly smiling as he drank from his glass.
“You should have seen the look on Angel’s face, Husker. It was absolutely to die for!” The radio demon laughed as he set the glass down, and thanks to the gin, Husker found himself chuckling along with him.
“I bet he made a sex joke, didn’t he?”
Alastor nodded, and the two laughed together.
After a few minutes, both were filled with warmth and laughing at nothing in particular. The radio demon wiped a tear from his eye and sighed happily. “Now, you get a reward for lasting the longest.”
Husker tilted his head, smiling lopsidedly in confusion, before he felt Alastor’s tendrils from behind him, gently massaging his shoulders. The shock of the touch quickly melted, and the gambler slowly laid his head on the counter. Smiling wide, he yawned like a cat, and his ears twitched.
Alastor smiled and used one hand to rub his ear, and to his surprise, he heard a low purring sound coming from his bartender. He knew Husker was starved for touch, but he had no idea it was to this extent. He couldn’t help letting a small “Awww…” out, smiling fondly at the grumble Husk made in reply. The feline sinner swatted at the radio demon, and Alastor gently grabbed the offending hand, tracing the heart on Husker’s paw with a single claw.
“H-heeheehehee… C-cuhuhuhut ihihit ouhuhut…” Husker began giggling but didn’t pull away from the touch. As Alastor continued administering his reward tickles, Husker never once moved, only letting out sleepy giggles.
“You are far too precious to be so scared, Husker.”
“Sh-shuhuhuhut ihihihihit…”
“No, I don’t think so.” Alastor wiggled the claw a bit faster, and Husk’s giggling mixed with his purring made for an extraordinarily adorable sound. Without stopping the massaging, ear rubs, or palm tickles, Alastor gently led Husker out from the bar to the oversized couch in the lobby and sat him down. With a start, the radio demon realized he was still tickling the others, and he quickly stopped all his magic, releasing Lucifer, Vaggie, Charlie, Niffty, and Angel from their tickly punishment.
The other hotel residents slowly stumbled into the lobby, wiping tears from their eyes and rubbing their still-tingling spots. All had blushes on their faces, and none wanted to talk to the others after being so thoroughly wrecked. Lucifer was practically gasping for air as he shuffled in, and without a word, he sat down on the far end of the couch and instantly fell asleep. Next to him sat Charlie, and next to her sat Vaggie, and the two girlfriends snuggled close to each other. Niffty hopped onto the armrest and conked out faster than you could say ‘stab,’ and Angel crept in beside Husker to wrap his four arms around the sleeping bartender.
Alastor sat in his recliner, took a deep breath, and smiled as the other residents slept. Finally, the Hazbin Hotel was quiet, and he could get some rest. He was shockingly tired, and as he lay his head back against the seat, he grinned at the fun he had had today. He hoped he could do it again soon because, as far as he could tell, nobody else disliked it either. Although maybe he’d have to go easy on the theatrics with Husker.
The other residents were plotting revenge against the radio demon as he slept. But that would come after everyone was awake. For now, the hotel slept.
Cute little art I did for my friend @giggle-guru for their audio! Love it and please go listen cause their audios are amazing!!! 🩷🫂
SFW Alastor Tickles Master Repost
wrote my own fic based on the tickle sentence prompt list ( this is kinda short ! sorry huskerdust enjoyers ,, xP enjoy the small meal tho !! )
warnings ; tickle fic , mild swearing ..
1. " I can't believe how ticklish you are . "
lee ! husk ( he / him ) ler ! angel ( he / him ) 💕
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" I can't believe how ticklish you are . " Angel grinned evilly at Husk , scribbling his fingers into his target's fluffed up wings .
Angel had been teasing Husk , and after he had traced down a feather on his wings in an attempt to annoy him , he had immediately tackled him to the ground after having heard the yelp that came out of his mouth . And that was how they came to this .
" SHUHUT THE FUHUCK UP ! " Husk laughed out from beneath Angel , pounding his fist into the floor as he buried his face into his elbow to muffle his laughter . His laughs were deep and sweet . Music to Angel's ears .
" Well, that's not nice , now is it , Whiskers ? " Angel teased , scratching at the base of Husk's wings . He grinned widely as Husk twisted and turned beneath him . Husk's face grew more flushed as laughter poured from his mouth .
" FUHUHUCK AHAHANGEL ! " Husk cackled out , kicking his legs out as his tail wagged quickly . " N'aww , are the kitty's wings too ticklish ? " Angel grinned , switching spots to knead into Husk's shoulderblades . It gave him a small break and his laughter died down a tiny bit , but he was still giggling up a storm .
" Ahahahangel ! " Husk whined , digging his claws into the floor in laughter . " That's my name , baby . Don't wear it out , babe ~ " Angel purred , smiling brightly down at Husker . He was so cute like this , he thought .
Angel evilly moved back to Husk's wings after a little bit , which brought back up his laughter . The cat demon immediately began to cackle once more , pounding his fist on the ground again . Angel loved the current sight , but he could tell that Husk was getting tired .
" AHAHAHANGEL , I CAHAHAN'T ! " Husk squirmed . He was an embarrassed , giggly mess on the bar floor . " Alright , kitty , " Angel chuckled , slowing his attack to a stop .
He hopped off of Husk , sitting besides him . He looked at his face ; it was red , and he looked really out of breath . " Did I go too far , Whiskers ? " Angel grinned softly , adjusting the both of them so that Husk's head lay in his lap .
" ... Nohoho .. yohou're fihine .. " Husk sighed , catching his breath as his head stay limp on Angel's thighs . Angel pet Husk's head slowly as he purred in his lap .
" Y'know , I thought it was cute that you didn't ask me to stop once . " Angel teased , looking down at Husker with a wink .
Husk opened his mouth , but no words came out as his ears flattened slightly . " You liked it , didn't ya , honey ? " Angel giggled .
Husk's face flushed a deeper red as he hid his face again . " Oh , shhuhut up ... "
" N'aww , you're adorable , babe . "
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the silliest goobers i love them
