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Finally finished this royal portrait commission for the endlessly patient @boca_al_lupo on Twitter of Goetia Alastor, doe Angel, and their fawns, Daisy and Dahlia. This was such a treat to work on!

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Enamel pin interest check!

Couldn’t sleep last night so I finally finished this design that’s been sitting in my wips for a while.

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Susan

Another little facial expression study; think I might be keeping this style of deer ear going forward. I’ll at least switch between it and his canon ears haha

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Your name gave me an absolute heart attack because I thought you were someone else HELP

Anyways, your art looks stunning!

Thanks!

I’m actually really curious as to who you thought I was because I had an old tumblr under this name (minus the hyphens) yeeeeeaaars ago haha

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I keep thinking about Alastor with more realistic deer ears

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He’s maaaybe just a little bit smitten 😌❤️

I finally have couches in the new house and I did not realize how pivotal that was to my drawing comfort haha. Glad to finally be drawing again~

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Made myself a swanky little headset stand for my Radio Demon themed gaming space. I love that it’s both functional and beautifully creepy when not in use

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THIS IS SO CUTE 😭❤️ I’m always so happy when my work can inspire others

Real Laugh

A Hazbin Hotel fanfiction

Okay so, I saw this fanart done by @kalico-of-doom while scrolling around the other day and I ABSOLUTELY HAD TO WRITE A FANFIC ABOUT IT. Otherwise the nonsense deep in my bones will consume me.

As always on my blog, serving up fresh hot garbage semi regularly, ⚠️⚠️ this is in fact a tickle fic. Don’t like, don’t read. Thank you.

Summary: Alastor thinks he’s funny, Angel thinks he should give him something to laugh about.

Self satisfied laughter rang through the sitting room in the hotel foyer. Alastor nudged Angel with his elbow, trying (unsuccessfully) to get him to join in. He’d been rattling off puns for the better part of 20 minutes now, causing most of the hotel residents to vacate the contaminated area. Angel, however, was trapped.

Not physically trapped, mind you, but he didn’t want to leave the powerful demon alone, fearing he may get upset. A happy Alastor was a safe Alastor, and Angel was not about to open that can of worms.

“Oh! I have another one,” Alastor said, smiling widely. “If you don’t mind the crassness, of course. What is the difference between an unclean bus stop, and a lobster with breast implants?” Angel sighed, but engaged, resting his chin in his palm and looking at his companion. “I don’t know, what?”

“One is a crusty bus station, and the other is a busty crustacean!” The red head broke into another fit of laughter, sounding as if he was faking it for a radio audience. This joke at least earned a smile from Angel, albeit a reluctant one. Alastor trailed off, turning to face the porn star more fully. “Oh, come now, why so serious?” Angel shook his head, offering a more exaggerated smile. “Hey, I did laugh at that one.”

“You smiled, my dear arachnid. I’d say that’s hardly laughter.” Angel scoffed, dropping the grin. “Maybe if you were actually funny, I’d laugh.” Alastor raised an eyebrow. “I am funny.”

This earned a genuine laugh from Angel. “Considering that’s the funniest thing you’ve said all day, I disagree.” He said, crossing his top set of arms. “Well, I disagree as well.” Alastor said, crossing his legs. “I’ve been laughing this entire time, so I’d say I’m pretty funny.”

“Funny looking, maybe.” Angel retorted, mocking his signature grin. “Besides, all I’ve been hearing is your fakey laugh.”

Alastor turned again. “Fakey?” He placed a hand on his chest, as if wounded. “That is simply untrue and hurtful, Angel. My laugh is genuine.”

“There is no way in any circle of hell that you actually laugh like that.”

Alastor gave a half hearted chuckle at that. Angel pointed. “See? No one fucking laughs like that. You sound like you’re reading off of a queue card!” Alastors smile faltered, going a little crooked. The two sat in silence for a moment, stewing.

“How’s about this one?” Alastor chimed. “What do you call a cow with two legs?” Angel gave him a flat look. “Lean beef!” Just as Alastor finished, Angel lunged, tackling the radio demon to the floor. They struggled, Alastor letting out a surprised yelp as the younger demon grappled for dominance. Having a weight disadvantage, Angel attempted to straddle his waist, only managing a half perch with one leg trapped under him, fighting Alastors wild bucking. He leaned forward, grabbing his upper arms from the underside and pushing them up, pressing his body weight into the hold. Alastors ears bristled, antlers threatening to grow and spike. “Enough with the bad jokes. What do you say we see what your real laugh sounds like?” A confused look crossed Alastors eyes.

With another set of arms, Angel dug clawed fingers into his ribs. Alastor gasped, holding the breath. He looked up at Angel, signature grin wobbling, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head to the side. Then, Angel lightened his touch.

The dam broke.

A stream of high pitched giggles erupted from the radio demon. Unrestrained, uncontrolled.

But most shockingly, happy.

Angel felt his face tinge red, a fond smile forming. He carefully scribbled his nails up and down Alastors rib cage, following his squirming. “Now that is a real laugh.” He cooed. He shifted his hands downwards, focusing on the skin where Alastors ribs turned into his sides. The older demon squealed before falling into more frantic laughter. His one free leg flailed about, the heel of his shoe scraping against the floor. “Woah there,” Angel teased, picking up the pace on his scratching. “You’ll wear a hole in the carpet! Niftys going to have a fit.” Alastor worked up the gall to look him in the eye.

“Fuck you!”

Unfortunately, the giggles took all the venom from his voice. Angel laughed. “I don’t know what your deal is, but you don’t need to swear at me! It’s not like you’ve asked me to stop!” A deep red blush painted Alastors face, eyes going wide for a split second before melting into another round of laughter. He finally spoke. “No! No, please-“ his pleading cut off with a yelp, Angel having gave his sides an experimental squeeze. “Ah-ha!” Angel exclaimed. “Another spot, jeez you’re just sensitive everywhere, aren’t you?” Alastor stuttered, trying to get out that he absolutely was not. To be fair, English is hard, and it’s substantially harder when most of your breath is being used for other things.

Angel paused his ministrations and grinned, catching Alastors eye. He brought out his third set of arms.

Shit.

Alastor began to plead again, shaking his head frantically. He was unable to keep the mirth from his voice. “No! Please, no more! I’m sorry, okay? I’ll stop with the puns!” His eyes never left that extra set, watching the wiggling claws hovering over him. “Aww, the big bad radio demon is begging now?” Angels voice dripped with playful sarcasm. Suddenly, he lunged all four free hands down.

Alastor shrieked.

And nothing happened. Alastor peered up at Angel, confused. The porn star had broken into his own stream of cackling, hunched over with his hands hovering inches away from Alastors skin. “I didn’t even touch you! What in the hells was that noise?!” Alastor made an incredulous face, for once his signature grin absent. “That sound was absolutely adorable.” Angel said, wiping a tear from his eye. “Do it again?” He lunged again, this time making contact. One set of hands scribbling up and down his ribs and sides while the others dug into his tummy. Alastor shrieked again (much to his dismay), falling into loud belly laughter. He threw his head back, unable to control himself through the onslaught. He yanked on his restrained arms, kicked with his free leg, and tossed his head side to side. He finally had enough.

Two black tendrils appeared behind his tormenter, wrapping around his middle and dragging him backwards off of Alastor. Angel screamed in surprise, flailing at the sudden jolt. Alastors tendrils held Angel there on the floor while he caught his breath, slowly sitting up. He smoothed his hair with his hands, taking a few deep breaths before putting on his sinister smile. “That was fun and all,” he said, standing to make his way towards Angel, “but I think it’s time to give you a taste of your own medicine.”

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Charlie watched with teary eyes and a soft smile as her friends played. Hidden just around the corner, she had stopped to make sure no one was getting hurt. She had heard Alastor screaming and came running, finding a much more welcome sight.

Knowing neither of them were used to positive touch, she let them horse around. It might be good for them, after all.

Maybe she should find a way to work this into a lesson plan.

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Not even Alastor can get away with leaving blood stains on the rug for the third time that week.

Headcanon: Niffty and Rosie are the only ones who can get on Alastor’s case and he’ll actually listen

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Hey all! I have some news concerning my Etsy shop and art prints going forward.

As of the 15th, Printful (the Print On Demand company I use) updated their copyright policies and I had a couple print samples flagged. So while it seems like everything currently in my shop is safe, I will not be able to use Printful to sell new Hazbin prints going forward.

I am in the middle of moving back to the US and once I’m settled I will start working on alternatives to keep the shop going. Likely, mid March.

This means the Valentine print will be delayed a bit for now, but I’m working on it!

In the meantime, I would LOVE to know what y’all prefer in the art prints you buy; favorite print sizes, glossy vs matte, interest in foil/holographic prints, etc.

The more information I can gather about what my customer base is interested in the better!

I’m also looking to expand into other products like stickers or enamel pins, so if you have any recommendations or requests, I will be happy to take those into account as well. I’m excited to branch out!

This Printful thing is a bit of a hiccup but I’m determined to use it as motivation to expand the shop.

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Hello, I love your art! I'm writing a fic with Alastor and I found some of your art on Pinterest (unfortunately stolen). I really liked it and I was wondering if I could use it in my fic, you know, instead of a gif. I'll obviously give you full credit/ tag you, it's your work! So that's just me asking for permission to add it in the beginning of my fic as a visual of our deer boy, because I love how you always add his tail.

That would be lovely! I look forward to reading it 🥰

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Some last minute Valentine’s Day art that I definitely got carried away with haha

This will be available as a print soon in my shop!

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I am on such a Hazbin Hotel craze rn, and I adore your Alastor art. The Leydecker style ones are gorgeous. I love how you draw his tail, it’s the best and he totally needs to have one in canon. Thanks for sharing your work!

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Thank you so much! I really really hope he has a tail in canon as well, and even if he doesn’t I’ll just pretend otherwise haha

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Smooch~

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‘Geez, Al. C’mere, ya got a lil’ blood on yer face, babe.’

Human au where Angel is still taller than Alastor? Yes PLEASE. Big thank you to Smeeps for the inspiration~

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@shanimeartist shared a meme with me and we each drew a variant of it. Always a fan of supportive murder husbands lol