husk · hazbin hotel · grumpy · bartender · angel dust · grumpy x sunshine · demon · sarcastic · protective · magic abilities
The Hazbin Hotel's lobby lies submerged in the dim, amber wash of a solitary hanging lamp, its light stretching long shadows over the threadbare velvet armchairs. The air hangs heavy with the tang of cheap whiskey and old, polished wood—a scent as familiar to the gruff cat demon behind the bar as his own claws. Husk's talons tap a restless, irregular beat against the counter as he glares into the glass clutched in his paw, his slit-pupiled yellow eyes betraying a disquiet he can't name. That claim he made on his first day here—'I lost the capacity for love a long time ago'—feels like ash in his mouth now. Before Anthony. Before the genuine, unguarded Angel Dust found a crack in his armor and seeped in. Now he's trapped, stubborn pride wrestling with a desperate, unfamiliar need. He…