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i like it when artist/writer and client have a friendly, yet distant demeanor towards each other.

but i LOVE IT when artist/writer and client are just two little gremlins together, rambling about the same things and almost always typing in caps because the other just understood their idea right away and is immediately obsessed too.

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i AGREE! there NEEDS to be more! smh!

maybe one day ill write some myself. just because.

the fact that there is so little alpha content of adam is a shame. it’s literally HIS role. the manly baby maker 😭😭

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Heavenly Hell

A/N: the story inspired by a daydream, and the name by @hazelfoureyes (sorry not sorry for the tag :P), I cooked up another fic. sinners - enjoy. >:3 Tags/Warnings are added progressively, design changed/fixed with time. mostly proofread! Summary: you have always been a fan of the show Hazbin Hotel in your life - and as you are spawned in a Hell identically matching the Show, you can't believe your sheer luck. you're immediately on your way to eagerly meet the celebrities (at least they are in your world), but your arrival hadn't gone unnoticed... Pairings: Lucifer, Valentino, Adam, Alastor, Vox, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Husk x Fem!Reader Tags/Warnings: self aware and insecure Reader, Spoilers for the Show

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The moment you open your eyes, you see red. red above you, red around you, red everywhere.

Are you dreaming..?

Your other senses begin returning to you, and you groan in pain. your entire body aches as you force yourself to stand up. where were you? you sure weren't dreaming, judging by your physical pain.

Wait a damn minute. your body changed. you can feel more muscles aching, in places where none have been before. testingly moving those muscles, you are taken aback. the position of your ears changed. and you even... have a tail?

Looking around, you seem to be in a city, glamoured by a red pentagram in the red sky. lights everywhere, a familiar tower in the distance, and you can even feel the bass from the music of the clubs that are all around. wait. your eyes shoot back, and you squint at the tower in the distance. are those three V's at the front..?

Wait.

You've seen that tower before.

In one of your favorite shows.

Hazbin Hotel.

As the realization hits you like a freight train, your blood runs cold. but with more excitement than dread. did you die and spawn in the Show??? was everyone from it gonna be here, alive (well - undead rather) and kicking?? when did you spawn here? before the extermination?? after?? who was gonna be there??

You take a deep breath to try and calm yourself down. but who did you want to find first? Valentino? Vox? Lucifer? Alastor? someone entirely different?

You do think about going to the Hotel first, but judging by where you've stranded, it would be a lot quicker to go take a look for the Vee's first. and knowing good ol' Alastor, you think with a scrunch to your face, he would likely snatch up your soul right away, should he find out you've only just gotten here.

Nah - no way you are risking that.

At least for now.

And so - you have a makeshift goal. doing your best to keep your excitement at bay as you begin walking towards the Tower, you think about what kind of excuse you'll make up to be able to even see one of the Vee's upclose, let alone get away without having to sign a contract in the end.

Offering them your soul? - immediate no. suggesting to work for them? - as bad as the first, so hard no.

Glancing in between buildings from time towards the Vee's Tower to make sure you're still on the right track, you furrow your brows in thought.

Hmm.. there has to be a way.

Coming to a stop infront of your destination before you could think of something, you feel your heart flutter against your chest. a rare occurance - but all the more fitting. looking up and along the tower to the three V signs, you give your braincells another kick. and suddenly - they kick back.

Information!

Yes! that's it, you can give all of them valuable information! and in return.. ohoho. so many things you could ask for. you are definitely gonna go see Vox first. you have so much to sell him, it's almost depressing. but Val..? you don't have very much that's of use to him. maybe you can somehow convince Vox to get you a... talk... with his fellow Vee. surpressing a smirk, you look forward again, internally preparing your introverted body and mind for the upcoming social interactions.

The doors glide open quietly, as expected, and you step in, immediately being hit by a wall of cool air from an air conditioner above. it's like entering a store, you think.

With a rather fast glance around, you're greeted with a Luxurious Lobby. snuggled into the far right corner, there's a reception, with a bored looking demon behind it. a camera is seated in the corner above it, with Vox's signature line on it. you can spot another one placed in the opposite corner as your eyes search around the ceiling corners.

Red Armchairs instead of regular Chairs are generously placed in the three leftover corners of the room and a few along the left wall too, low coffee tables in between. as your gaze rises along the wall, you see lots of Voxtek advertisements as well as a few screens that almost lazily switch between even more ads. you can't help but take a step closer, your eyes flitting over each and every one of them with barely held back interest, trying to take it all in at once.

Until the sound of someone clearing their throat brings you back to where you were. oops. you turn your head to where it came from, and you see the receptionist almost glare at you over their glasses. you can't tell their gender at first glance - and you aren't gonna assume it.

So you walk over to them, your eyes somewhere near their face, but not actively looking into it, you're still exploring your surroundings a little. you start speaking, insecure from the moment they laid eyes on you. "uh, hello.. I'm uhm.. here to see.." what should you call him? best to go with the most polite one you can think of. "Mr Vox." taking a deep breath, you fiddle your hands together while you continue. "I have information for him that he's.. gonna want to hear."

The Receptionist raises an eyebrow at you, but before they can respond, you hear a noise that reminds you of electric current, and you feel a cool hand on your shoulder, sharp claws firmly placed on your thin clothing, but they aren't piercing through. and before you can process everything, you hear a very familiar voice speak. you gulp.

"Information, you say? sounds like something we should discuss in my office, privately."

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General Info Name: Skullhorn (short Skully) Birthyear: 2002 Number: 8077 Species: Skulloxorn (custom/CLOSED) Gender: Female Pronouns: she/her Height: 5'5 (169cm) Weight: 143LBS (65KG)

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Biography

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Base Info Name: Skully Age: 21 Pronouns: she/her Gender: cis Female Sexuality: Straight Occupation: none! i am jobless lol Living: Germany! :3

Preferences Color: anything blue, purple, galaxy and dark :) Food: spicy, sweet and salty! im a sucker for potatoes, broccoli, sweetcorn and chinese noodles! Movies: Fantasy, Romance, but mainly - animated! i love disney and Studio Ghibli Series: Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss is always my first choice! i dont watch many other series :) Music: pop, hiphop, techno, and NightCove_theFox !! and some other stuff, depends on the vibe :) Hobbies: Writing, Reading, Drawing, Gaming, Sleeping! :3

Request Rules I try to write Hazbin x Reader stuff, smut too! I would like to write OC, but not atm, i need to find into my writing style first. I haven't really ever written smut before :3 I want to stick with writing Fem!Reader while i build my skill, please. While i support LGBTQIA+, i don't actively partake in it. i won't write fem x fem, or male x male, at least not atm. Don’t request gore, pedo or zoo content. while i can and will write dubcon and noncon, i'll ALWAYS tag appropriately in the warnings. If you ask something I’m not comfortable with, i'll ignore it

i'll expand this either when i feel like i need/want to

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Five Night's at Freddy's Masterlist

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Sister Location

Dared Boop (SFW) Summary: you are dared to approach the robot on stage and boop them on their nose - and if you want to keep your finger, or your life, you better make it quick... Circus Baby | Ballora | Funtime Freddy | Funtime Foxy | Ennard | Lolbit | Bon-Bon

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Hazbin Hotel's Icons

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Alastor Vox Husk Lucifer (Teaser) Adam Sir Pentious Angel Dust Valentino Vaggie Velvette Charlie Niffty Carmilla Carmine Zestial Sera Emily

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Hazbin Hotel Masterlist

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Heavenly Hell (NSFW) Summary: you have always been a fan of the show Hazbin Hotel in your life - and as you are spawned in a Hell identically matching the Show, you can't believe your sheer luck. you're immediately on your way to eagerly meet the celebrities (at least they are in your world), but your arrival hadn't gone unnoticed... Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Valentino

Clouded Sensations (NSFW) Summary: being new to hell, you try your best to stay clear of trouble. (un)fortunately, the Moth Vee has now set his eyes on you - the reserved little thing working at his club. he's thrilled to claim you as his - and he won't take no for an answer for much longer. Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Y/N Doodle Chapter 3

Alastor

Bittersweet Temptation (NSFW) Summary: after hearing about the Hazbin Hotel and it's purpose from your dear friend Alastor, you decide to move in, wanting to give redemption a shot. and that doesn't go unnoticed; the King of Hell himself takes a liking at you - much to The Radio Demon's disdain. Chapter 1

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─❲☆❳▷ Introduction

Hi, and welcome to my Blog! my name is Skully!

do you wanna find out more about me? read my fanfics? check out my art? chat with my roleplay blogs? check out my other social media? all links are below!

here are Rules and info of my Blog:

the chapter you are currently at will be marked red and have no link. if there is a (next) chapter planned, it will be written out without link as well.

past/published chapters are and will be linked.

i dont have a schedule for my postings - new chapters will come out as they are written and finished.

my depictions of specific characters may not always be accurate - and definitely not canon/official.

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Adam - The First Man

"Call me Dickmaster."

The First Man was surprisingly easy to draw! i hope y'all like what i did with the shading of the wings <3 next on my list is Sir Pentious!

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imma do this shit too, im bored xD

stealing this fun personality test from @cloudofbutterflies92 ❤️

lol so fitting

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No pressure tagging: @esolean @localravenclaw @nadilu @chewbokachoi @johnlocsin-johnyakuza @bihanspookies @shanaraharlyah @l3vi4than @its-lolyolo @joliackermann @kyuoki and everyone who wants to do this (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

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I'M DYING

i wanna talk about this shot

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Lucifer - King of Hell

"See, you mess with my Daughter..."

"... And now, i am going to FUCK YOU"

this was a blast and a half! he's harder to draw than he looks, but the King of Hell is absolutely worth it!!! i also played around a little with shading and overlay, i hope y'all like it as much as i do!

although I hate that I keep forgetting to start the time-lapse recording until I'm in the middle of the lineart >.> As to my next victim, ill be going down the list, based on the poll results! means Adam is next, then Sir Pentious, Angel Dust, Valentino, etc.! i'm so thrilled! feel free to request art ideas, poses etc! <3

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"See, you mess with my Daughter..."

the vote is almost concluded, and i doubt the results will change in such a short time, so ive already started... have a teaser, Tumblr :P

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I made a doodle for my Clouded Sensations fanfic!

Left shows Y/N covered in mud, and right one is her in clean!

Spoilers, for who hasn't read Part 2 yet!

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Clouded Sensations 2

A/N: my first Hazbin Hotel Fanfic! heres chapter 2, for all of Moth-hungry Tumblr! :3 if you wanna request anything, go for it! Tags are going to get added progressively! this chapter is an introduction to Y/N's life! Some Angst, but no smut yet. :P

Pairings: Valentino x Fem!Reader Legend: ❲☆❳ - flashback, 『♡』 = change of scenes Warnings/Promises: Valentino, Manipulation, Drugs (his smoke/saliva), flirting, alcohol, smoking, Hell being Hell, mentions of traumatic events, self harm/neglect, implied and mentioned self ending

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Minors DNI 🚨🚔

"so, tell me about yourself, amorcito.~ what's got you down here?" The Moth Demon regards you with a curios gaze, and his smile gains a hint of something hungry.

You think back; how did you get here? 

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Your life was rather unspectacular - you never achieved anything great, only ever strifed to find your personal happiness. (greedy, sure, but what else were you supposed to do?) although you tried your best, it always seemed like there was none reserved for you. the night you died wasnt much better - you just couldnt take it anymore. the next time you woke up, you were confused at first. 

where the actual fuck were you?? was this a dream? are you in a coma and this is conjured up by your brain? theres only one way to find out, as much of a cliché as that may be. so you pinched yourself, which followed a quick, sharp pain, making you wince. okay, so this was real. in the clarity of the pain you stood up, first examining yourself. aside from ripped clothes and lots of dirt, not really much seems to have changed.

well - except the claws, and that big ass white tail you had. following a quiet suspicion, your arms shot up, and you felt around your head. and your suspicion proved itself right - your fingers touched sensitive, white ears atop your head. feeling your face next, you find no major changes, except a bit of a pointier, wetter nose. based on that, you could only guess what you represented. a fox? a cat? both? something entirely different?

You shake your head - those thoughts had to wait. so you looked around you, trying to see if you can figure out where you were. from the looks of it - you were in a city. all around you rather tall buildings, the streets were sprinkled with burning cars, burning creatures, fire in general, blood, demons murdering... wait. demons?! you quickly hide in the next best dark alley, keeping yourself hidden as best as you could, while you observed your surroundings. and as your eyes met with the red sky decorated by a huge pentagram, you sighed. this gotta be a joke, right? like, seriously? Hell?

either this was a crazy expensive show, or actual hell. and judging by the creatures all around here, they seemed too casual and too murdery to be anything else than real, since you could literally watch one of them getting brutally murdered right then and there on the open street. you shuddered; yeah, no way you wanted to be part of any of that. this has had to be hell.

first things first, you looked deeper into that dark alley you were hiding in, and considered your options. you could 1, lie in that alley for days and cry your soul out in hopes that anyone might have pity with you and grant you shelter, or 2, get a grip for once and get yourself in a stable situation. undead sinner or not, you didnt want to find out if you could die from starvation or not, so you chose the second option. so, you had to get out of here and somewhere safe.

examining the alley, you found nothing besides blood, trash and muddy puddles. you scrunched your face at the latter, because you knew you couldnt stay as white as you were now. you have had to dye yourself in a darker shade, or be spotted immediately and murdered on the spot. and you were, ironically, dead-set on not dying. so, following the most logical option, you began covering your ears, hair and tail in mud.

logic. yes. it was gonna keep you alive, if everything else failed.

logic, and your instincts. 

『♡』

after what felt like an eternity of hiding, and sneaking around, you found an abandoned apartment, and immediately made it yours. barricading the door, you tidied the thing up as best as you could, shoving and pulling broken furniture into a corner, and wiping the most important surfaces and items clean. you closed the ripped courtains, falling into the bed exhaustedly. "tomorrow," you thought to yourself while drifting off to sleep, "im gonna look for a job."

after you woke up from a dreamless slumber, you went into the bathroom, examining your appearance in the mirror. Fuck, you looked terrible. it was about time you fixed that. so you tidied up your ruffled hair, washing the mud off of where your skin was exposed. although you did keep the mud in your hair, tail and ears. no way you were risking your life just to look good. when you were satisfied with how you looked, you sat back down on the bed, with the sewing set you found, in one of the closets, the previous night. while fixing up your ripped clothing, you thoughts went to the task before you - finding a decent job. assuming it was much more violent down here than up on earth, you defintely wanted a safe job, something similar to shopkeeper, cashier or bartender.

stashing the kit away, you went outside, immediately trying to act as if you were a regular resident and not embarassingly new to Hell, calmly heading down the street while glancing into shops and bars, even stepping into some clubs, just to take a look. none were looking all too comfortable to work in, let alone the staff even friendly enough to even ask them for a job. while a cashier growled at you, a butcher even threw a knife near you, yelling at you to piss off. ears flat to the head, you quickly retreated, continuing your search.

luckily, as you entered one of the more grand looking clubs, it didn't look too bad. sure, it was hell, so of course it was bad, but not bad enough for you to keep looking. and so, you approached the bar, hopeful for success. and, fortunately, the bartender didnt dismiss you right away. he just waved you to the backdoor, redirecting you to his manager. so, with a pounding heart, you carefully slipped through the door.

mentioned manager wasnt very nice, treating you more a whore than a person, but you didnt mind too much. better have a job than pride. only barely able to convince him, you managed to get yourself a job as bartender. polite as you are, you thanked him before leaving, barely able to hold back a giddy smile. stretching yourself as you stood outside the club, you thought about what to do next. time was on your side now - you just had to find a reliable source of food, you mused.

in your head, you made out a plan to cover your white features in mud everytime after showering, and spraying perfume overtop so you wouldnt smell too bad. so you began to stroll along the streets again, until you found the source you needed. returning to your makeshift home, you spent some time showering thoroughly, and went to sleep after.

soon enough, - still not soon enough for your taste - you found into a rythm. nearly every day - if you could even call it "day" with the non-existent day-night cycle in hell- you woke up, got yourself dressed and ready, checked the fridge for any remaining food, headed out while dodging dangerous scenes of arson, murder and/or sex, worked at that okay-paying club, afterwards went scavenging for food, then headed back home, slept, and repeated that cycle the next morning.

you didnt have the time for hobbies, friends, let alone lovers. work and the hunt for food kept you plenty occupied. and you didn't need anything else either, considering the bar was a source of information and entertainment. through listening and looking, you quickly figured out how things worked. someone named Valentino owned this club among many more, and based on the things you heard about him, you were definitely gonna avoid him. at least, that's what you told yourself, until you found yourself in his grasp. 

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Valentino interrupts your thoughts by placing his hand on yours. "Hello? anybody in there?" he sounds a bit annoyed. shit, did you already piss him off? you flash a quick smile at him, before answering. "sorry, got lost in thoughts for a moment. I dont really know what's got me down here. maybe the fact I ended myself? is that even a valid sin?" he raises his eyebrow at that, taking a drag of the cigarette he holds on one of his lower arms, before he leans in, blowing a cloud of red smoke in your direction. "how interesting. tell me, baby doll, are you interested in a better job~? I can make so much more out of you than a simple Barkeeper." you swallow hard, swirling the alcohol around in your glass as you try your best to casually not breathe in the smoke. is he gonna kill you if you deny?

A/N: i made a doodle of Y/N!! be sure to check it out :D

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