Requested by: raven121_u

Pairing: Husk x daughter!Reader

Summary: After being killed by her bullies soon after her father's untimely death, years into Y/N's afterlife she encounters a dangerous demon during a turf war and is saved by another sinner...

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-Six years later-

You groaned and sat up in your bed, rubbing your eyes and shaking your roommate awake.

"Agghhhhh," she grumbles, covering her face with her hands. "I don't want tooooo..." she complained.

You softly chuckled. "Neither do I do, Cherri..." you said, sitting her up.

Today was the day you and Cherri had to face off another demon in a turf war. And in all honesty, the two of you considered of him as a joke.

"Move that ass," you told her sternly.

She managed a laugh and stretched out her freckled arms. "Alright, let's do this shit!" she yelled confidently, cracking her knuckles.

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"Angel! What up hoe?!" Cherri called out to a feminine-looking spider demon.

The demon turned around and greeted your friend. "Hey Cherri!" she said.

You shyly waved at her. "Hi! I'm Y/N, Cherri's roommate," you told the demon.

"Y/N, niceeee. I'm Angel Dust," she said.

"Pleasure meeting you, ma'am," you said with a smile.

Angel was silent. "I'm a dude."

"...oh."

Cherri burst out laughing. "Y-YOU...HAH! ANGEL...OH...THAT'S FUCKING GOLD...BWAHAHAHA! YOU'RE SO FUCKING GAY!"

"No shit," Angel said, rolling his eyes.

"We're wasting time!" you said impatiently, tapping your foot.

Surely enough, the three of you hear a snake-like laugh ring in your ears.

"HAHAHA!" the voice slithered

"Who are you?" you called out.

"Who am I? Who am I? I am the great Sssir Pentioussss!" he hissed.

The three of you looked at one another.

"I literally attacked you lasst week."

"Well, you must've been really bad at this," you teased.

Angel laughed.

"Enough of thisss!" Pentious yelled, shooting a canon from his ship.

Cherri pulled you aside and looked up at Pentious, un-enthusiastically.

"It's too early for this!" she yelled.

"ENOUGH OF THISSS NONESENSSSE!" he roared. "EGG BOISSS ATTACK!"

Surely enough, Pentious opened a side door from his battleship and a herd of eggs came stumbling towards you.

"I'll get 'em boss!" one of them called as they tripped over one another.

Angel rolled his eyes. "This is stupid."

Before you could agree with him, you suddenly felt someone dig their claws into your shoulders. Covering your mouth and muffling your screams, they started to grimly chuckle in your ear.

The figure grasped your throat with their other hand, choking you until you couldn't take it anymore. You fell hard onto the ground, hitting your head.

The mystery person fled before being seen, their cloak whisking behind them.

"Cherri!" you heard a muffled voice yell. "She's over here!"

"Fuck..." was all you could muster.

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"Oh thank god..." Angel muttered as you started to open your eyes. "Thought we lost ya there toots," he said with a smile.

You sat up in the bed. "How long was I asleep?" you asked.

Angel thought for a moment. "Hmm must've been...ten hours now? At least."

"What?!" you were so taken aback. You knew you've been asleep for a while, but no longer than five hours.

"And um...where are we?"

"Oh, my bad! We're at the Hazbin Hotel, in my hotel room," he replied.

"Ah, I see...and...what exactly is the Hazbin Hotel?"

"The Hazbin Hotel..." you heard another voice say. "Is a wonderful place to redeem sinners! We commence in group activities, projects, and interact with the other residents here so they can enter Heaven! Run by me! Charlie Morningstar!" the girl said, rushing up to you. "I'm Charlie by the way."

Charlie tilted her head. "Hm, you look awfully familiar. Do I know you?"

You looked her up and down. "I don't think so..."

She gave you a closer look. "Your eyes..."

"Uh...what about them?"

"They just look familiar."

"Oh. Umm okay..." you said awkwardly.

"I'm sorry...what did you say your name was again?"

You smiled. "Y/N. Nice meeting you Charlie."

"Y/N...why does that also sound familiar?"

"I...don't know your majesty," you said, trying your best to make a good impression on the princess.

She waved you off. "Oh fuck that," she chuckled. "Just call me Charlie! We're friends now, after all!"

You smiled, happy to have made a new friend. "Oh, got it...Charlie."

She smiled back at you and helped you out of bed. "C'mon Angel! We should show her around!! Only if you'd like, of course."

"I'd love to!" you said cheerfully, trying to match Charlie's enthusiasm.

The three of you walked downstairs, where Charlie pointed out the upstairs rooms, dining room, game room, lobby, and finally, bar.

"Huuuusk!" Charlie called in a singsong voice. "We have a new guest!!" she shook you excitedly.

You looked over to the bartender and saw him to be a grumpy-looking cat demon, reluctantly cleaning out a few wine glasses.

"Hey..." you said, walking up to the demon as to get a better look at him.

The demon rolled his eyes and didn't look up.

"Husk!" Charlie said a bit louder. "Our new resident is talking to you!!" she said sternly.

"Your name's Husk?" you asked him.

"Uh huh..." he replied, turning around to fix himself a drink.

"That was my Dad's name," you recalled.

Husk nearly dropped his glass as you said that. "Is it?" he said, now collecting himself. "Fancy."

"I'm Y/N."

You heard the beer bottle shatter.

Husk finally turned to face you. You immediately recognized him. "Dad."

His expression was hard to read, and he was silent before finally speaking. "Get out."

You felt your heart sink at his words. "W-what?"

"Get the fuck out."

You didn't move.

"Now!"

You immediately fled the hotel, rushing out for some fresh air.

What is happening?

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Many people think that crying is an inescapable part of life (and afterlife, might I add.) They say it's painful, embarrassing, and overall just sloppy behavior.

But a worser pain is not being able to cry.

To have so deeply in the pit of your stomach to want to pour your heart out into those tears. To mourn and scream and sob...but can't.

You've dried out your eyes with another pain.

You're trapped.

Trapped in this illusion.

You propped yourself against the bench outside of the hotel, now wishing to cry again.

"Y/N?" you heard a voice call out.

You glanced up at them. "Hey Charlie."

"Are you alright?"

You were silent before shaking your head. "Not...in the slightest..." you replied mournfully.

She nodded, understandingly.

"Husk's never like that...I don't know why he acted that way."

You remained silent.

"If you don't mind me asking...how do you know him?"

"I'm..." you hesitated.

"Go on..."

"I'm his daughter," you muttered.

Charlie's expression softened. "Oh..."

You looked away.

"Ohhhhh...that's why you were so familiar! He's talked about you before. Yeah, now I remember! He said something about having a daughter...and might I say, you do have his eyes."

You gently smiled. "I just don't understand why he dismissed me like that. I was hoping he'd be happy to see me."

"Well if you really want, I can try to find out for you!"

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"You need to leave me alone about this!" Husk grumbled.

"How do you expect me to do that when your fucking daughter is here!!" Charlie protested. "When was the last time you've seen her? Three years? Four?"

"Six," he muttered.

"Six fucking years! See?! Why'd you push her away like that?"

Husk ignored her and rolled his eyes.

"Why?" she demanded.

He continued to ignore her.

"Husk you bastard!" she slammed her fist on the table, causing Husk to nearly drop his shot glass.

"Damnit woman!"

"Go. Talk. To. Her. Now!!" she yelled. "That's an order!"

Husk was taken aback by Charlie's attitude, since she's usually so optimistic. "I can't..."

"WHY?!" she screamed, now showing a sliver of her demon form.

Husk winced. "That radio bastard he...he could use her against me."

"Fuck that! You're a coward!"

"I...I know..."

"It shouldn't matter, go talk to your fucking daughter!" she threw a shot glass at him, nearly brushing against his ear as it shattered against the wall.

"Okay! Sorry..." he scurried away.

"Phew..." Charlie slumped in her seat and started to clean up the shattered glass.

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"Things can change...you can now lift your head up and cry again..."

"I still have tears to shed."

"So do I."