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konaharts · 3 months
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How their last fight [probably] went.
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kelsonius · 24 days
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Hazbin Hotel | 1x5 - “Dad Beat Dad”
(Bonus below)
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minjiquo · 3 months
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Who knew my first post would be this man? I sure didn't. But here I am, he's a mess and I love him.
Anyhow, feel free to ask me for Hazbin-related art or creative works (such as small comics, fanfic, art prompts, and illustrations) because I'm in the ZONE.
Let's go ahead and hear those juicy ideas you have in store. My page is just starting up, so creativity is free real estate.
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little-buzz · 3 months
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Late Night Treats
Here's another small drabble! If you have any ideas for a fic, feel free to ask me. Have a lovely day/night folks :]
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Hazbin Hotel x Reader (platonic)
You heard the familiar sounds of clicking footsteps as you pulled out a tray of freshly baked cookies.
“Isn’t it a little too late to be baking?” asked Angel.
You hummed in response and placed it on the counter to cool down. You tugged the oven mitts off your hands. You leaned your back against the counter.
“You came back rather late," you replied.
Angel nodded and walked towards the cookies. You gently slapped his hands away from the tray. “You’re gonna burn yourself. Wait until the cookies cool off."
He frowned at you with heavy bags under his eyes. “But I’m hungry and I had a long ass shift. Val worked me overtime as punishment from the bar,” whined the spider.
You sighed in response. “One of these days I’m gonna jump him,” you warned. Angel snorted.
“Just by yourself?”
“Nah, I think Husk and Pentious would join me,” you conceded.
“It’s cute you think you can take down an Overlord.”
You shrugged. “Anything’s possible in this shithole we live in.”
You moved the cookies onto a plate and stacked them on top of each other. Angel quickly snatched one when you weren’t paying attention. He happily munched on his stolen treat as you nibbled on your own cookie.
You nudged the spider with your elbow. “You should go to sleep.” He looked at you quizzically.
“Says the one who was caught baking before the sun’s even out,” teased Angel.
“I’m sure Nuggets wants to see his dad,” you retorted.
He opened his mouth to argue, but no words left his lips. “I will if you explain why you’re up so damn late.” He crossed his arms.
You pressed your lips together before you threw out the baking sheet and moved the tray into the sink. You pulled out a plastic wrap and rolled it over the plate to keep the treats fresh.
You drew in a deep breath and turned to face Angel. “Just a rough night, I suppose. I needed a distraction, so cookies were a solution.”
“Well, you have a better way to cope than most of Hell’s sinners,” commented Angel. He stretched his arms. He placed his hand on your shoulder and squeezed gently. The spider offered you a tired smile.
“Alright, I’m going to bed.”
You waved him off as he headed upstairs. He paused on the first step and turned his head.
“Just make sure you sleep soon, alright?”
Your eyes softened at his words. “Thanks, Dad,” you joked.
Angel flipped you off with a grin before he disappeared to his room.
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my-dark-lord · 4 months
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Valentino, bursting into the room: You two are having sex! Alastor, not looking up from his book: Really? Angel, why didn’t you tell me? I would have put my book down.
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crispyliza · 22 days
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It's a real struggle
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title: just a hug?
author: sciencebecameouraddiction
fandom: hazbin hotel
rating: G
genre: Could be read as platonic or romantic. Angst with fluff
pairing: Alastor x reader
summary: You were warned on the first night at the hotel, Alastor has a bubble. A space bubble and it was best you respect that. What happens when Alastor wants you to invade his space?
this is a request from lovely anon:
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When you arrived to the hotel, on the very first night, Charlie warned you that while everyone was friendly, Alastor definitely respected his space and wanted others to do the same. Vaggie had added on that Alastor doesn’t respect others space though and warned you. You understood though and promised them both that you would respect his boundary, as you really didn’t mind physical touch, really. It was just a bit jarring, nothing you couldn’t deal with!
The whole hotel came to realize that you were extremely touch starved, so even casual touches ended with you flinching or freezing, almost like you had no idea how to react to a kind gentle touch at first. The first time Angel came up to you and put his arm around you, you physically jumped off your seat and ended up on the floor. Angel had apologized and you explained it just shocked you. You weren’t used to those casual touches, but you liked them, they were fine. As you got to know the patrons and considered them friends you weren’t as touch adverse.
Finally after a few months, Charlie would run up and hug you in greeting, you squeezing her back so tightly. Angel and you often sat next to each other, his legs draped on your lap or vice versa. Or for movie night, one of you was cuddled into the other, laughing at the funny moments or you hiding in Angel’s chest if it was a scary movie. You even would hug Vaggie, and she would awkwardly pat your back. Even Husk had gotten used to your casual touches, like when you would thank him by patting his arm, or when the loan sharks showed up for Mimzy and you grabbed on to his bicep in fear. Just casual little touches that no one noticed or thought about, except Alastor. Alastor noticed it all.
He saw how you interacted with each of the patrons but how when he was around and would even just go to pat your head, you reacted as if you had been burned. It angered him to no end. He thought it was funny at first, how you were seemingly scared of him. Jumping and avoiding him. But now seeing how you were around everyone else? What had he done?
Was this on purpose? Did you hate him? More importantly, why did he care? Alastor realized sitting in his radio tower that was why he was so affected by this. He cared. He growled at the realization, disgusted. He cared that you, a sinner, wasn’t giving him… a hug? He was disappointed in himself. Ridiculous. Bury it. Bury it. Bury it.
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This lasted for two days. And Alastor’s final breaking point was when the whole group had been told they had to participate in a trust fall exercise. While you were up there, he prepared himself. He would be the one to catch you. Couldn’t escape then, not like he cared of course. And he did, catch you. You landed straight in his arms securely and he looked down at you with a softer smile than he had given anyone in Hell.
And then you yiped like a dog and some how jumped out of his arms. He was too shocked to even react. Angel caught you and Alastor watched as you stayed in Angel’s arms for a bit and then casually got down, going up to him and murmuring that you were ‘so so sorry’.
“It’s… fine, my dear.” He said as he walked away seething. Charlie called after him saying they weren’t done but Alastor ignored them all as he rounded the corner and disappeared. You looked after him concerned and quickly excused yourself, trying to follow him.
“Where could he have gone?” You ask yourself, going toward the only logical place which was his room and radio room. You knocked on his room door and waited. He opened it and looked down, a foul expression casting over his face as he saw you, the smile never leaving though.
“Yes?” He asks, no pleasantries added. He wanted-needed you gone.
“I just wanted to check on you. Make sure you were okay. And apologize again. I swear I wasn’t aiming for you when we did the trust falls.” You explained, sincerely thinking he was upset because you had broken the one rule you were told about your first night.
“Check on me? I’m fine.” He ground out and turned around going deeper into his room. You took this as an invitation, following him and he shut the door behind you, thinking you were gone.
“Are you sure because you don’t look fine?” You asked and he spun around.
“Who let you in?” He asked, his voice low and dangerous.
“Um, you walked away, which I thought was inviting me in so we could hash this out?” You said, a bit confused.
“Hash this out?” He narrowed his eyes at you.
“Yeah, like work this out?” You said.
“There’s nothing to work out.” Alastor shot back. “You may go.”
“No, you’re upset. And I know it’s because of me and I want to help fix it.” You said adamantly.
“You don’t even want to be near me. Why do you care?” He snarled, getting into your face. You jump a bit back shocked at the sudden movement.
“What? Alastor, you’re the one who doesn’t want to be touched. I was told that the first night I came here. It’s why I’ve kept my distance so that you weren’t uncomfortable. I tend to be a bit clingy.” You explained, a bit angry at how he was reacting. And then suddenly, everything clicked into place. How he was more frequently trying to create those casual touches. Even today, you knew he was at the far back of the group for trust falls and he still had caught you. Meaning he made his way to the front to specifically catch you. And each time he tried to do that you freaked out, shied away, ran away… when you were so affectionate with the others. “Oh.” You said quietly and Alastor just looked at you. Anger still in his eyes but there was something else.
“Do you want a hug?” You ask.
“What?” Alastor said, bewildered.
“A hug. I would like to hug you. Can I hug you?” You ask crossing over to him and opening your arms slightly.
“If that’s what you want.” He said still trying to save his reputation. You smile and wrap your arms around his middle drawing him to you, your head resting on his lower chest. He blinked slowly and wrapped his arms around you. Leaning down and resting his head on top of yours. You both stayed there like that for a bit, you hugging until Alastor pulled away. His cheeks were red and his ears were back and you couldn’t help but smile. Your hand going up to his cheek and bringing him down closer to you so you could gently kiss his other cheek.
“I apologize, I didn’t realize that you wouldn’t have a conniption if I touched you. Just let me know next time, hmmm?” You ask as he blinks at you. You smile and then head to the door. “I’m going back down stairs, but thank you for letting me know how you feel Alastor. I’ll be sure to be as clingy with you as I am with everyone else.” You joke a bit and he smiles.
“Thank you, darling.” He murmurs quietly.
“Of course!” You say immediately and shut his door behind you. You walk down the hall a bit and stop off at room and wash your face with some cold water trying to get the blush that you had been fighting off your cheeks.
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bindeds · 2 months
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౨౿ ◞ ˚ lucifer’s possessive of you … (+18.) snippet of a 5k word fic i'm posting within the next 2 days <3 ( edit : ITS NOW OUT! )
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Your stomach seemed to make way for his size in you, tossing and spreading the ache to your limbs as your entire body steeled to accommodate him and the space he filled in you. 
“Are you okay?” He asked.
You nodded, and a hole punctured through your throat as you sighed shakily. “Yes, god—”
“Don’t say his name,” Lucifer breathed, his hand soft on your neck as he looked at your lips then back up at you. “If you have to say someone’s name, let it be mine.”
“I’m sorry.” Was the first thing your brain conjured, and the only thing you could utter when all else in there had been undone.
Lucifer kissed your jaw. “Don’t be sorry baby.”
He took your lips in his, his forked tongue brushing past your teeth once more. “Don’t be sorry.”
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ohbother2 · 2 months
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TEASER - Lucifer x f!reader, He Wants to Cancel Date Night, Part II
A few more days before this is finished. Sorry about the wait, and sorry for the unanswered asks, I've not been online in about a week (this is from the queue). Honestly, get ready, he's particularly pathetic in this one :D
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He peppers soft kisses against the column of your throat, and you dig your nails into the back of his neck to remind him where he was. He hisses a moan into your skin at the painful reminder.
"I think we should do this again sometime."
"Absolutely fucking not." He looks at you pleadingly, fingers not slowing as he watches your breathing pick up, completely unaware of the exaggerated nature of the little moans you were whispering into his ear. Yes, he was making you feel good - he was a talented lover - but you really wanted to play on his imagination before you got home. "Forgive me, but I hated every minute of that meal."
"Oh?" You hum, hips shifting against his hand and grip on his forearm tightening. "The food not to your liking?"
"Exactly," He hums, a finger finally pressing into you up to his first knuckle. Your breath genuinely hitches as he presses further into you. "I'm afraid I'm famished." Then, as an afterthought, he adds quickly. "The view was far too distracting."
"What a terrible shame." You tease, voice steady despite the fact that he was a finger deep inside of you. "We'll have to change that next time."
"Don't you even think about it."
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konaharts · 2 months
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They fell asleep watching the picture box.
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toxiccrybabyart · 29 days
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Hazbin hotel edits ft my redesigns
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little-buzz · 3 months
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Calm Me Down
Husk is probably one of my favorite HH characters, so of course I'm gonna write about him. Let me know your thoughts on this drabble
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Hazbin Hotel x Reader (platonic)
You can feel Husk staring you down as you try to read your book. You’re not entirely focused on the text, though. Your hands were shaking slightly beneath the pages. Husk let out a sigh and threw the cloth in his hand on the counter. 
“You wanna explain why you're shaking?” asked Husk matter-of-factly.
You inhaled deeply and set the book down. You fiddled with the front page cover between your fingers. “It’s— it’s nothing,” you muttered weakly.
“If you’re gonna lie to me, you need to do a better job,” deadpanned Husk.
You squirmed in your seat before you stumbled off the bar stool. He called your name and grabbed your book before you could take it with you. 
“Christ, sit down before you pass out,” declared Husk, his tone almost gentle.
You awkwardly returned to your seat. Husk sighed and passed you a wine glass with a dishcloth. “Clean this.”
You blinked dumbly at the glass and gazed at the demon. His eyes turned to the glassware, then at you expectantly. You swallowed thickly and wiped it down. He shoved more cups your way to clean, which you obliged. 
Once you finished wiping them down, you realized your hands were no longer shaking. You locked eyes with Husk. He grunted under his breath with a short nod. You pressed your lips together and returned the dishcloth to him. He slid your book towards you.
Before you could express your thanks to Husk, you heard Charlie call out for you. She tugged you away from the bar, blabbering about the exercises she had planned for later. You forgot your book on the counter and missed the smile on Husk’s face as Charlie whisked you away.
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my-dark-lord · 4 months
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*talking on the phone* Valentino: Remember how I said that Vox and I were gonna have a calm night out for once? Velvette: Yeah… Valentino: Well, we’re in jail. Velvette: *hangs up*
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kxmpfflieger · 3 months
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collection of hazbin doodles from over january (?)
can you tell sir pentious is my favourite
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