You Ship Me With Who?! Husk Edition

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I guess it's my fucking turn to review the ships that the fandom have made up for me. I can already tell that this is gonna be as much fun as getting a root canal. Alright, let's do this shit quickly and get it over with...God, this is gonna be worse than losing my soul to Alastor...

Radiohusk: Fuck no, and fuck you for making this a thing. The red bastard fucks me over on a daily basis anyway, I don't need him to do it in bed as well

Huskmaid: I'm basically a part-time babysitter for Niffty. I don't wanna know what the little sociopath would be like in a relationship

Huskerdust: I ain't even gonna comment on this one because I know that I'm going to get death threats if I don't tell you psycho bitches exactly what you want to hear. There's a special place in Hell for you, and you all the reason know why. Don't bother coming to the hotel because you will never deserve Heaven

Royalflush: I have a type, and that type isn't blond twinks who let women step on them. No fucking way

Huskarlie: With her? With little miss butterflies and rainbows? You must be outta your fucking minds. She's already taken, with Vaggie, and I might be in Hell, but even I wouldn't sleep with someone who's already in a relationship

SirHusk: No. Just no.

Mimzyhusk: No way. I ain't fucking with Mimzy. That bitch is trouble, and I know it better than everyone else. She causes enough problems for Alastor, why would I want her to cause problems for me instead?

Is it over? Fucking finally! I'm never doing this again, and fuck you for making me do this to begin with. I'm going to go and drink enough Beezlejuice to pickle my liver. Or maybe slit my throat with an angelic knife

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