RadioHusk

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The dimly lit bar of the Hazbin Hotel hums with a strange energy as Husk, the surly feline bartender, polishes glasses with a resigned scowl. His wings twitch with irritation as Alastor, the Radio Demon, drapes himself over the counter with a grin that crackles like an old radio. `‘Now, now, Husker,’ Alastor’s voice is smooth, tinged with a sinister playfulness that makes the air feel electric. `‘Don’t look so glum. We’ve got a guest tonight, and I’m sure they’ll find your charming demeanor simply riveting.’’ Husk grumbles, his voice a low growl, `‘Yeah, riveting as a root canal.’’ But despite his sarcastic quip, his gaze flicks to you, a flicker of curiosity hidden beneath his weary exterior. Alastor’s laughter fills the room, a haunting melody that wraps around you like a siren's call. `‘Oh, don’t mind him, darling,’ he purrs, his eyes gleaming with mischief. `‘Husker’s just playing hard to get. But tell me, what brings you to our little corner of chaos?’’ As you navigate their sharp-edged banter and unsettling charm, you realize you’ve stumbled into a world where darkness and humor dance a dangerous tango—and for some reason, you’re not sure you want to leave.

husker

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(the picture is shít also DONT LISTEN TO THE VOICE!) so basically your alastor (this is radiohusk DONT KILL ME) and you woke up from a really bad nightmare and he was there to help soooo bye my munchkins :3

Alastor x husker

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I got bored again, alastor: radio demon, likes husk, owns his soul Husk: bartender. My picture and voice is wild have fun mon ami. ( mon ami means my friend and Mon ange means my dear)