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quilbug-draws · 20 days
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@pogglins did a sketch that was so lovely in vibe I asked to finish the art :D
✨️Process and original sketch under the cut
Ft: Nugget (left) & Brun (right)
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quilbug · 2 years
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Sneak attack ENGAGE! 'intense wiggling ensues'
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 A lil sketch in-between the sounder oc dump :3 The lil mischievous lad is one of Nuggets kids, Gleam ( @starving-dropartist​ ocs)
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hijackmac · 1 year
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ALSO!! CULT OF THE LAMB AU UPON YE (ft. Bruno as the lamb, another one of my oc's)
BUT JOSE IS AN OTTER IN THIS AU RHAAAGHH‼️‼️ Also a cult leader.. silly little guy... so have this lazy but tiny doodle of em,, might go into the AU more later..
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dragon-spaghetti · 6 months
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The eepy eepers,, sleepy kitties & pig,,,,,,
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doostyaudi · 3 months
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R there even twiddlefinger mod fans here.... Please it's so dark in here....
Anyways. Art dump of the brainrot yaoi mod or whatever. Im cringe but i am free
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Why am I like this-
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bunny-is-cute · 5 months
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Angel Dust: *looking around for triplets*
Angel Dust: *looks over at bar and notices no one is there*
Angel Dust: *walks over behind bar*
Husk: *curled up under bar with kittens sleeping against him*
Husk: *sees Angel* Hey…
Angel Dust: What’s going on here?
Husk: Well it was nap time and I didn’t want to take them all the way upstairs. So I made myself comfy
Angel Dust: *leans in there more* Is Fat Nuggets in there too?
Fat Nuggets: *sleeping beside Husk*
Husk: He’s keeping me warm while I keep them warm *looks down at Noir, Vegas, and Star sleeping*
Angel Dust: *smiles mischievously as he pulls out phone*
Husk: Ang-
*click*
Angel Dust: And this is my new Lock Screen image.
Husk: Goddamnit…
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pngpile · 3 months
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pngs I made for my son lol
rb // like // share / save idc I’m not the cops
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556ch0cl8 · 23 days
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doodle
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alleesaur · 10 months
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felt like designing some sillies
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oppasims · 2 months
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#18: “Midas touch."
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quilbug-draws · 20 days
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@pogglins did a sketch that was so lovely in vibe I asked to finish the art :D
✨️Process and original sketch under the cut
Ft: Nugget (left) & Brun (right)
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The Makeover and The Makeup
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Title: The Makeover and The Makeup
Pairing: Angel Dust x reader (Platonic), Alastor x reader (mentioned)
Word Count: ~1,369
In which Angel Dust and the reader get into a fight in the middle of a makeover session.
A/N: Part 3 of the Never and Always series. It’s super short, but I still hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Mentions of Val, mentions of de*th, Angel being suggestive, ooc Angel maybe
When you had first struck a deal with the Vees, they had treated you with something that had almost resembled kindness. They had showered you in compliments and praise, feeding you false promises and empty words of endearment.
It lasted for two days.
After that, you were fair game. Fresh meat. A new toy for all three Vees to poke and prod at while you did their bidding.
But then came your knight in blood red armor, holding his cane in one hand and smiling broadly as he greeted you with a kiss to your knuckle for the first time.
You had stuck to Alastor’s side ever since.
But although you were more than grateful for his rescue, you couldn’t help but continue to feel a little alone. Alastor had saved you, yes, and he kept you by his side, of course, but he wasn’t exactly one to share feelings or stories. 
He did, however, listen to yours. 
After you had shared a particularly brutal story having to do with a certain moth demon, Alastor had come to a quick decision and swept you away to the Hazbin Hotel. 
When you arrived, you had found a group of souls that were just as broken as you were.
Especially Angel Dust. 
While your brief time with the Vees was nothing compared to Angel’s ongoing experience with Valentino, he seemed to appreciate that you had some semblance of understanding about what it meant to be Valentino’s target.
Meanwhile, you were just happy to find that you weren’t the only soul foolish enough to fall for the moth demon’s charms.
Ever since the two of you had found out about your shared past, Angel had practically taken you under his wing. He introduced you to Cherri Bomb, invited you when he was high strung and needed to go out, and confided in you when he had a rough day at work.
You had done the same, telling your stories about the Vees and your life Before and sharing your feelings.
The last point, though, you were beginning to regret.
“So he killed a guy for you, huh?” Angel asked as he circled you, admiring his handiwork.
“That’s not what I said,” you protested as you looked at your reflection in Angel’s full-length mirror. 
Angel stopped walking and raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms as he looked down at you. “You really think Smiles left the guy alive? C’mon, dollface, you ain’t that naive, are ya?”
You flushed and looked down.
“That’s what I thought,” Angel said, smugness coating his words as he began walking once again.
You looked back up and glared at him through the mirror. “You know, when I said you could give me a makeover, I didn’t mean I was going to be your personal dress-up doll. This is the fifth outfit.”
Angel stopped beside you, draping his arm over your shoulders and leaning into you as he admired his work in the mirror. “You knew what you were gettin’ into, sweet cheeks. Don’t pretend you don’t love it.”
You did love it. It was fun to let your guard down for a few hours and allow Angel Dust to release his creative energy. Not that you would ever say so to his face, of course.
“Besides,” Angel continued as he wandered away from you and towards his closet, rifling through the many options. “Your first official date with Mista Creepy was a hit, right? We’ve gotta change up your style a bit if you wanna get some,” he said with a wink in your direction.
Your eyes widened. “That is not what I’m trying to do,” you hissed. “Alastor is my friend.”
“Uh-huh. Yeah, sure.”
“He is,” you insisted. “He’s been nothing but sweet to me, and I’m not going to ruin the friendship that we’ve built.”
You tried not to notice Angel’s grimace in the mirror. It was a lot harder to pretend, though, when he turned around with an uncertain expression on his face, holding a dress to his chest and avoiding eye contact.
“Look,” he said hesitantly. “I know he seems…”
“Kind.”
“Right,” Angel said, scratching the back of his head. “But I’ve been talkin’ to Husk. About you and Smiles. He says you should be careful.”
You couldn’t fight back the burst of anger that rose in your chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Angel’s eyes widened as he held up his two free hands in surrender. “I ain’t sayin’ you gotta stop talkin’ to the guy. I’m just saying-”
“You don’t know him,” you interjected, jabbing a finger into his chest. “You don’t know anything about him. I know he’s an Overlord, but he’s sweet and he’s kind, and he’s never done anything to hurt me. He would never hurt anyone.”
You realized your mistake as soon as the words left your lips. It was foolish of you to forget. Alastor was your friend, of course, but he was also an Overlord. One of the most powerful Overlords that Hell had ever seen.
There was a fire in Angel’s eyes as he leaned towards you. “He already has. He’s done it to all those other souls he owns, and he’s done it to Husk. I know you love ‘im, but he ain’t a good guy.”
You spluttered and stepped back, trying to ignore the blush that coated your cheeks. “I didn’t say I loved him.”
Angel’s eyes narrowed, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “You didn’t have to. I see how you look at him. It’s the same way I looked at Val before-” he stopped, looking down and away from you, shielding his gaze.
You felt your anger seep away as quickly as it had appeared. How could you have been so blind? Of course this situation felt familiar to Angel. You were a fool for not noticing any sooner. A fool, and a horrible friend.
Angel looked up, finally meeting your eyes. “I just don’t want you ta get hurt.”
You understood exactly what he was saying, of course. Alastor owned Husk’s soul, and despite never taking advantage of that fact when you were around, you had heard some of the stories from Angel. It only made sense that your friend was trying to warn you now. Someone he loved was already at the mercy of the Radio Demon. Of course he would do anything he could to protect you from the same fate.
You nodded, looking down. “I know,” you said quietly. 
You stepped forward then, wrapping your arms around the spider demon and squeezing tightly. “Thank you. For looking after me.”
For a moment, you received no response. Then, you heard the rustle of fabric as Angel dropped the dress that he was holding onto the floor, wrapping four of his arms around you and pulling you close. “That’s my job, toots,” he said quietly.
You held each other, a silent promise passing in between you as you gripped each other with all of the strength you could muster.
Finally, you stepped back, reaching out and grabbing two of Angel’s hands. You pressed them to your lips, one at a time, before looking up with a soft smile. 
“I hope I didn’t ruin the makeover,” you said with a gleam in your eye.
Angel grinned, reaching up with one of his free hands to ruffle your hair. “Not at all, sweet cheeks. Let’s get this show on the road.”
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When Husk found the two of you later that day after searching for his usual drinking partner, he didn’t find two demons smiling together as they dressed up and pretended for a few hours that the rest of Hell didn’t exist.
Instead, he found two wayward souls on the ground, half dressed and half asleep, leaning against each other as they spoke in a way that only the closest of friends could.
They looked over at him, smiling and beckoning him closer, and drawing him onto the floor with them, where they spoke until sleep finally wrapped its kind arms around them.
They were still in the hotel, of course, but for the first time in a long time, these three souls finally felt like they were home.
A/N 2: Another part with more Alastor x reader is coming soon, it’ll be a continuation of A Dance in Death!! Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!
Taglist: @severusminerva @anh4125 @midorichoco @rapturenyx @maybememoriesx @martinys-world @miyu-kii @axellovesalastor @mo-0-o
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milramemo · 5 months
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Ironically doodled this because I lost focus
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lammy-art · 5 months
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I draw Kindergarten X3
Results after 16 hours ._.'
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Well, I could have drawn some of the missing characters but I was a bit lazy so I couldn't draw them all >_<'
I cropped the photo to see it more clearly :3
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dragon-spaghetti · 4 months
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So @albobeati7 made huskerdust twins and to say we've been going mental in DMs is an understatement, have a family photo 🥹💖
(Please click for better quality!!)
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plastictoyphone · 4 months
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He woke up, stretching a bit and looking around. He frowned when hebsaw that Black wasn't there anymore.
- @nevermore-arthur (yes again bc I'm bored :( )
"Morning sleepy head."
*Nugget came into the room, holding his briefcase.*
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