The house Always Wins~

Indie, selective private blog for overlord Husker from hazbin hotel. MDNI. MUN IS 18.

[thewiseoldbartender]

First things first. R U L E S.

Rule one- this is specifically a MUTUALS ONLY blog due to bad experiences in the past and I just don’t trust people that much anymore because every time I do, they turn on me.

Rule two- this is not a canon based Husker. He is MY Husker. I don’t follow the canon for him on this blog and have taken it upon myself to portray him as I’d like to.

Rule three- please DO NOT reblog things you are not apart of, such as threads. If you do, you will be blocked immediately. I don’t like when that happens and it’s disrespectful to the people in the thread.

Rule four- I am open to shipping, even with the same muse. However I feel very uncomfortable with female ships and I will not do that, unfortunately. Sorry.

Rule five- please don’t try and contact me in my inbox unless you are a mutual of mine. I don’t like that

Rule six- no godmodding/killing my character or forced shipping. Please respect me and my boundaries. I get very anxious during roleplays entirely and sometimes it’s so bad I have a panic attack. Please respect that.

That’s all and enjoy your stay.

[thewiseoldbartender]

// @damnedrainbows liked for a starter from Husker\\

A groan came from the bartending Tom cat. He glared, a hard expression on his face. “The fuck d’you want, now? I ain’t in a good fuckin’ mood.” He snapped angrily.

[damnedrainbows]

Vermillion eyes twinkled with mischief where Alastor leaned against the bar counter, obviously in the mood to antagonize and have fun. "Oh Husker, I wasn't even aware you had other moods besides your usual grouchiness!"

He flicked his hat lightly. "What's got my favorite feline hissing and spitting today?"

[thewiseoldbartender]

Husker’s eye twitched. Of COURSE it had to be Alastor bothering him. He would’ve rather had Angel pestering him at this time. “What’s it even matter to you?” He snapped. “Matter of fact, your stupid antics piss me off.”

[damnedrainbows]

“It’s apparently the Hellclipse today. Everyone got their sunglasses?” He’s flip turning the strange, dark apparatus in his hands. “How do you even work these…”

He turns to look at his companion, struggling to see through the black lenses. “These are as dark and bleak as your future.”

[thewiseoldbartender]

Husker stood there for a moment, just staring at Alastor. Then, he bursted out laughing. “Oh yeah? As dark and bleak as my future huh?” He smirked. “At least I don’t look like a fuckin’ giraffe with glasses!”

[damnedrainbows]

Luckily Husk had an overlord that tended to enjoy the pushback, and the banter unless it towed the fine line, and so this merely elected a confused wrinkle of his nose and a scoff. "I fail to see how you could make that comparison. What about my appearance suggests a giraffe?"

He bonked him on the head with his cane. "Get your eyes checked, my friend."

[thewiseoldbartender]

“Forget I said anything. Still funny though—“ Husker smirked, a grin plastered on his face. “Giraffe.” He muttered again.

[r-adio]

HE WAS SMART TO CLOSE HIS MOUTH ON THE MATTER, knowing that ALASTOR would never admit to being exhausted. @thewiseoldbartender was one who knew all of the gossip around the hotel, so he wasn't free from listening to CHARLIE'S WOES. hearing about how stressed that she was about the matters of the hotel not working out as she had imagined. they all had heard them at certain points, especially when she was trying her hand at refining her act.

❝ MORE THAN YOU WOULD BELIEVE, you only hear the half of it. though, do not worry, i do my best to ensure that our dear hotelier is in good hands. all that you have to worry about is turning out drinks at an efficient pace. which i do believe you have been keeping up with your own end of the deal. ❞

[thewiseoldbartender]

“Mm..” Husker hummed as he poured the radio demon another drink. “Ain’t that the truth, eh?” He mumbled softly, eyeing the demon warily. He knew of Alastor’s exhaustion, but he dared not bring it up in case Alastor felt like ripping him in half, though he did press the tip of his tail comfortingly on his shoulder. “Lemme guess, Charlie’s on a rant about everything being perfect again?”

[thewiseoldbartender]

Husker has appeared! What to do?

Embrace

Yell at

Ravish

[thewiseoldbartender]

Husker was bartending as usual. He had his back turned to the bar, currently messing with a few glasses to keep himself busy. “…”

[thewiseoldbartender]

//bored. Feel free to send me a starter!\\

[kuzcosources]

Send 🫂 to just hug my muse. No reason. Hug them.

[thewiseoldbartender]

Husk sighed, looking around. “Uh…’m back.” The old feline grumbled. “Not that anyone cares.”

[r-adio]

HE WAS SMART TO CLOSE HIS MOUTH ON THE MATTER, knowing that ALASTOR would never admit to being exhausted. @thewiseoldbartender was one who knew all of the gossip around the hotel, so he wasn't free from listening to CHARLIE'S WOES. hearing about how stressed that she was about the matters of the hotel not working out as she had imagined. they all had heard them at certain points, especially when she was trying her hand at refining her act.

❝ MORE THAN YOU WOULD BELIEVE, you only hear the half of it. though, do not worry, i do my best to ensure that our dear hotelier is in good hands. all that you have to worry about is turning out drinks at an efficient pace. which i do believe you have been keeping up with your own end of the deal. ❞

[thewiseoldbartender]

“I try.” Husker grunted with a small nod. “Say, Charlie been fussin’ again about anythin’?” He asked curiously, while also cleaning a glass. “I heard yellin’, earlier. So I kinda figured she was fussin’ ‘bout her plans again.”

[r-adio]

“Your overworking again, ain’t ya?” Husker asked, eying Alastor up and down. (( @thewiseoldbartender >:3))

❝ THERE ISN'T SUCH A THING, nothing that i can't handle. i assure you. don't worry your little head off about it. i haven't felt exhaustion in ages. it won't suddenly start again now. what seems to be the reason that you would think i'm overworking myself. i'm just following the needs of others. they are quite needy, i must say, but i do try to take the load off of CHARLIE'S flimsy shoulders. the last thing that we need is to see her splitting hairs over the small stuff. ❞ / @thewiseoldbartender

[thewiseoldbartender]

“I…” Husker opened his mouth, before it shut firmly with a CLACK. “Yeah, yeah you’re right.” He grunted out, smiling a bit at Alastor. “Guess she’s super prone to stress about the littlest things, eh, Alastor?” He joked playfully.

[thewiseoldbartender]

//anyone wanna see a celestial oc I made? I’m super proud of him.\\

[thewiseoldbartender]

//here’s my discord. MUTUALS ONLY.\\

[givemeangstymemes]

Send 💋 and a spot to kiss my muse!

a kiss on the cheek

a kiss on the temple

a kiss on the back of the hand

a kiss on the brow

a kiss on the knuckles

a kiss on the neck

a kiss on the lips

a kiss on the chest

a kiss on the palm

a kiss on the foot

a kiss on the bridge of the nose

a kiss on the stomach

[thewiseoldbartender]

//does anyone want to start a thread? Either here or on discord?\\

[thewiseoldbartender]

// @damnedrainbows liked for a starter from Husker\\

A groan came from the bartending Tom cat. He glared, a hard expression on his face. “The fuck d’you want, now? I ain’t in a good fuckin’ mood.” He snapped angrily.

[thewiseoldbartender]

//like this post for a starter from Husker.\\