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sometimes i miss december time so much. season 15 new skin

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em... hello? i love new ow season and i want draw new sketch with this skin :3333 (стоило марвелу просто появится на свет и жопа близзардов запотела))))

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я сейчас в окно выйду 🥵

This is based/inspired by the last fraction of this fanfic, he's not flashing his d (Or does he? MMMMH) read the fanfic for context: Pin Cushion

And also, if you like Hazard, the writer ( @morningsharksworld ) has a lot of PEAK content of him, so enjoy 👍

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:3333333 мяу мяу мяу

Я НАХУЙ СЕБЯ В РУКАХ НЕ ДЕРЖУ (im horny today 🙄)

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someone have 0% winrate vs mauga 😒

I LITERALLY FOUND THIS ON TWT NO JOKE

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Hello am back it's me the muzzle anon (what a name) , I just had a thought that it could be cause he BITES, I need to know if you think he would be a biter, and reader is just like 🤨 down boy or I'll muzzle you 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😋

Be careful, he BITES

A/N: Yeah I am calling you muzzle anon now 🫵😐, but GOD now I’m feral for this so have both headcannon and a Drabble :].

Where He Bites You

- Hazard’s favorite spots remain your shoulders, arms, and neck. If he’s feeling adventurous and cheeky he would leave love bites around your collar bone or your thighs.

Why He Does It

- Hazard still bites you to tease, mark his affection, or just because he enjoys the reaction. His explanations are always dripping with playful smugness.

- “Och, dinnae look at me like that. Yer shoulder’s right there—how am I supposed tae resist, eh?”

Your Reaction

- After one too many surprise nips, you hit your limit. “Hazard, I swear to god if you bite me again, I’ll put a muzzle on you.”

- He stops mid-chomp, looking at you like you’ve just declared war. “A muzzle? Sweet Pea, ye think a wee muzzle can stop me? I’d chew right through it faster than ye can blink.”

- When you pull out an actual muzzle to prove your point, he dramatically stumbles backward. “Ach, yer serious? Ye’re crueler than I thought! This is abuse!”

His Mischief Intensifies

- After you threaten him, he makes a game out of sneaking in quick bites and dodging away before you can retaliate. “Gotta be faster than that, darlin’! Ye’ve nae chance o’ catchin’ me!”

- Sometimes, when you’re really annoyed, he’ll lean in with a grin, exposing his teeth dramatically. “C’mon now, gie us a nibble—it’s a love bite!”

Moments of Softness

- On quiet nights when the teasing stops, Hazard’s nips turn into softer gestures of affection. After a tough day, he gently bites your shoulder and murmurs, “Ye know I love ye, aye? Even if I’m a wee menace sometimes.”

- You can’t stay mad at him when he’s like that, even if you secretly start planning new ways to outwit him the next time he gets bitey.

- Despite his antics, Hazard’s bites become something you associate with his unique brand of love, though you still keep the muzzle nearby just in case.

The first time Hazard bit you, it caught you completely off guard. You’d been leaning against the counter, minding your own business, when he snuck up behind you and nipped your shoulder.

“Hazard!” you yelped, spinning around to glare at him.

He just grinned, leaning against the doorframe like he hadn’t just assaulted you with his teeth. “Och, relax, lass. It’s just a wee nibble. Ye’ll survive.”

You frowned, rubbing your shoulder. “A wee nibble? What are you, a dog?”

“Dogs dinnae have such fine taste” he shot back, smirking as he sauntered off, leaving you fuming.

After that, the biting became a regular thing. At first, it was annoying—Hazard seemed to take great pleasure in catching you off guard. If you were distracted, you could bet he’d sneak in a quick bite on your shoulder, arm, or sometimes your neck.

One time, you’d been engrossed in your book, and he’d leaned over the back of the couch to nip your ear. You’d jumped so high you nearly threw the book across the room.

“HAZARD!” you shrieked.

He laughed, clutching his stomach. “Ye should’ve seen yer face! Priceless!”

“It’s not funny!”

“Aye, it is” he said, grinning like the devil himself. “I should do it again, just tae see if ye can jump higher.”

But as much as it annoyed you, there were moments when the biting felt… softer. When he was tired or stressed, the bites would lose their mischievous edge, becoming gentle and almost comforting. Like the time he’d come back from a particularly rough day, flopping onto the couch beside you and resting his head on your shoulder. Without a word, he’d lightly nipped your neck, letting out a heavy sigh.

“You okay?” you’d asked quietly.

“Aye” he mumbled, his voice low. “Jist needed tae remind meself ye’re here.”

Those moments made it harder to stay mad at him.

But tonight? Tonight was the last straw.

You were in the middle of making dinner for the Phreaks when you felt the all-too-familiar nip on your shoulder. You froze, setting the knife down with deliberate care before turning to face him.

“Hazard” you said, your voice calm but dangerous. “If you bite me one more time, I swear to God, I’ll put a muzzle on you.”

He blinked, then burst out laughing, doubling over and clutching his sides. “A muzzle? Ye’re jokin’, right? Ye think a wee thing like that can stop me? I’d chew right through it faster than ye can blink.”

You didn’t respond, just reached into the drawer and pulled out the surprise you’d been saving for this exact moment: a dog muzzle.

Hazard’s laughter stopped instantly. He stared at the muzzle, his eyes wide. “Ach, ye’re serious? Ye’ve gone full mental!”

“I warned you” you said, holding it up like a trophy.

He stumbled back dramatically, clutching his chest. “This is abuse! I’m your boyfriend, not your bloody pet!”

“Then stop acting like one!”

His pout was almost convincing. “Ye’d really dae this tae me? Me, your beloved Hazard? The man who—”

“Who bites me like a feral animal? Yeah, I would.”

For the rest of the night, he avoided you like the plague, muttering under his breath about betrayal. But of course, it didn’t last. The next morning, he was back to his old tricks, sneaking a quick bite to your arm and darting away before you could react.

“Gotta be faster than that, darlin’!” he called over his shoulder, his laughter echoing down the hall.

You sighed, shaking your head with a mix of exasperation and fondness. “One day, Hazard. One day.”

But deep down, you knew you wouldn’t have him any other way.

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wow color art? just my favourite main 😊

stop distract him at work

mask for what🤔

try draw him again, but cant understand how

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:333

morning routine 🥺

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testing my pen😶

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a few sketches that I drew earlier 😌

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hazard in my art style 🙄

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wait ban)

sorry

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love him soooooo