#Black hat x Dr Flug

[magicalgrimm]

Did I ever post this here? Oh well.

Date goes wrong because eldritch horror/ alien/ demon/ forgot humans need oxygen

[hafi71105]

I'm new to this fandom tbh and I think it's already dead. Throughout the show, I realised that this ship exist in the fandom and I think it's kinda cute I'm hype to see more of it honestly.

[askpaperhat]

Flug, does Demencia know of your relationship with BH? And why do you wear a paperbag in the first place? (Love your art!)

Yeah, BH was drunk, but he wasn't lying xd

Anyways i love flug sm as well as BH does 💖

And tysmmmm i'm glad you like my art, that made my night and ya me cansé al chile me da flojera escribir en inglés pero gracias JAJAJA🎩💞

[ilovegaay]

[seaslugdisco]

EHEHEHAHHAHAHAHAHAH TRY AND STOP ME YOU CANT EYHAYEYAHHAHAHAHAYAHAHAHAH

[crystal-traan]

I just wanted to post something here

[darkphoenixdust]

Lovestarved-Paperhat Fanart

Inspired by @paperhats-and-evil-schemes story "Lovestarved". Please go give their story a read!

" He had a particular fascination with Flug’s teeth. Whether or not that was out of some twisted sense of humor or out of a genuine curiosity of Flug’s species, the doctor couldn’t tell. " - Lovestarved by paperhats-and-evil-schemes (this is the line that inspired the art!)

[invaderdoom78]

[masterweasel]

Parte 11 de ¿Dónde están los chicos del coro?

Donde Demencia reflexiona sobre la relación que tiene Black Hat y ella con Flug.

Link

[lunaticmoons2]

A little bit of genderswap, cause why not?

[locaboa99]

Flug was there every second of every day, and he watched them as they got together to the very end that Blackhat made her engagement ring.

Of course, Demencia said yes.

Of course, Flug was happy for them and went to get the champagne to celebrate.

He gladly helped choose the decor and even got the perfect venue in an old cathedral on a graveyard. He even had 505 help make the invitations to mail with rsvp months ahead. Anyone who said no had their invitations explode on them. 

He was glad to help with this until it was forced upon him.

Demencia just left all of it up to him as she had other pressing things to do; like blabbering to anyone who gave her an ear (most of the time, she was ripping them off). Even when it was crucial things that she had to give her opinion on, she really could care less.

"Look, as long as the day goes smoothly, and I'm married to mi amor. Nothing else matters, nerd. Deal with it, yeah?"

He had been so annoyed how a wedding that wasn't his own fell only on him.

He did not sign up to be a wedding planner. Yet here he was...

 Even Blackhat didn't like talking about it. Flug really had to plea for some responses on things.

The only thing that both groom and bride ever agreed on was the date.

The wedding was planned to be on the peak of the blood red moon, which gave Flug very little time to work with. Not only was he still working on commissions and had his daily meetings with Blackhat, but he now had this to add on to his giant list of stress.

He had to threaten many...many people and hold them at gun point to make sure everything went his way.

[magicalgrimm]

Puppy play or something idk

This joke was heavily inspired by @orengejoshi ‘s art piece

[1001scoganmusings]

Sacraficial heart

A/N: Kicking off kinktober on the lords day with the most elusive and coveted kink of them all, a loving and healthy relationship where both people are simps for each other.

P.S, Trying out a black hat POV. Idk what do you think?

Demons don’t go to heaven.

That is the law. Not that I ever cared. Never being one to take orders from a capricious and uncaring lesser being. Though perhaps the angels were on to something with the whole giving up power and control bit. And while I know I’ll never enter the pearlescent gates and be welcomed in to eternal paradise by a chorus of angels; if that was even how those things go. It was in these moments alone with my beloved that I could swear I was already there.

Pleasure steadily mounting higher and higher, engulfing me like a blazing inferno, searing my very flesh, and imprinting itself on to me both body and soul.

Too much. It was too much. And yet, not enough.

My legs held wide open and bent back, knees touching my chest as Flug drove his cock in to my slit hard and fast. “Black hat.” moaned flug, his fingers digging into the soft tender flesh of my thighs. His eyes half lidded and darkened with desire. Sensual and soft lips parted releasing some of the most filthy and erotic noises that would make even the most devious of sinners blush.

Why had I denied himself this for so long? Why did I ever fight his love? It was inconceivable. How could I have ever not wanted this? How foolish. How down right criminal and selfish l had been. To think I might’ve gone my whole immortal life without ever really knowing, truly knowing what it was to be baptized and reborn. To be made wholly by the love of another. No not another. By flug. God’s most perfect creation.

I lifted my head, groaning as I looked down at the place where we were joined. Watching as Flug’s cock, shiny and wet with my love juices, plunged in to me, disappearing over and over again in to my slit with wet squelching noises; completely drenching the dark brown patch of curls at the base of his cock. My own cock slapping against my stomach with a wet smack, pre dribbling out from the weeping head, forming a small puddle that was slowly spilling on to my stomach an up towards my chest with every thrust. What a mess we were making.

“So tight.” whined Flug pushing his damp sweaty hair out of his eyes. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He babbled nonsensically. “Never. Never wanna stop fucking you. So perfect. Mine. Your all mine. Your. all. fucking. mine.” He groaned. I grit my teeth, my toes curling as he punctuated each word with a deliciously deep thrust.

The possessiveness in Flug’s voice was quickly unraveling my sanity even more than before.

“Yours, all yours, only yours.” I moaned softly. “No one else could ever do. Never. It is you and you alone who has my heart.” His gaze turning soft and adoring as he looked down upon me.

Releasing my death grip on the sheets to reach up with shaky hands, wrapping my arms around Flug’s neck, and pulling him down, needing to feel him still ever so closer.

Lips so soft and warm pressed themselves against my own. Flug’s tongue probing the seam of my lips gently asking for entrance. As if I would deny this man anything at this point. Flug only but needed to ask and I would happily rip out my own beating heart and serve it on a silver platter like the love sick fool that I had become.

The kiss was sloppy and messy, all teeth and tongue, but I didn’t care, couldn’t be bothered to. The warm wet glide of our tongues against one another was making me dizzy with need.

Only for Flug and Flug alone would I allow this. Allow myself to be held. Treated for the first time in my entire life as something fragile. Something to be cherished and, dear god dare I say it? Something, worthy of love.

A lump formed in my throat at the thought. How long had I endured alone? All these millennia roaming the world with a protective wall around his heart. Convincing myself all the while that love was nothing more than a wretched and foul thing meant to control and prey upon weak willed and mindless creatures.

How truly delusional and demented demons are. Using any and all excuse to cope with the ache of loneliness lest it drive us mad. It would’ve made him laugh if it wasn’t so pathetic and simultaneously true.

To think this man, this brilliant and wondrous divine creature above him had chosen him. Chosen Him; to bestow his love upon. To spend what precious little time he’d been given, with him. With him.

His. Flug was his.

Mine.

Mine.

All mine.

Black hat broke the kiss, lips still pressed against Flug’s and whispered, “I love you.”

“Again. Say it again.” demanded Flug.

“I—I love you.” stammered black, silently cursed Flug for making me stumble over my words like an idiot with those loving eyes of his.

“Again.”

“I love you.”

“Again.”

“I love you you damned dolt. How many time must I repeat—“

Flug slotted his mouth against my own, delving his tongue in to my mouth and kissing me fiercely once more as he sped up his movements. Dear god it felt as if this man was going to break me. I secretly hope he does. He’s already ruined my heart and soul. What more would it mean if he ruined my body so that no other could bring me to the heights of ecstasy as he could.

My hands threading themselves in Flug’s hair pulling him ever so closer, deepening the kiss. My heart doing somersaults in my chest as our tongues met again.

“Cum jefecito. Cum on my cock, now.” Slurred flug as he kissed me deeply, snaking a hand down between us to stroke my cock in time with his thrusts.

The double sensation being too much, driving me over the brink. My body going taught and ridged as my orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. I broke the kiss as a loud terrible inhuman cry left my throat. Thick ropes of cum one after the other shot all over Flug’s hand and stomach. “So cute, so cute. God I love you. I love you, Iove you, I love you.” He chanted, chasing his own release, a few more thrusts before he jilted himself. His warm cum making me shiver as he filled me.

Sleek black tentacles with tiny mouths sprouted from black hat’s body. They slithered down Flug’s legs and arms, and up over his back caressing and showering any pieces of skin their mouths could reach with kisses of adoration. Some sucking marks and leaving bites of their own.

“Your so cute boss.” panted flug, gazing down at him with nothing short of pure love and affection before kissing him again tender and sweet before collapsing on top of him and snuggling into his chest.

More immortals lose themselves chasing the ever fickle love of humans. I knew this. Hell I’d bore witness to it time and time again. Laughing and jeering at others of my kind as they fell to their demise from chasing the ever elusive beast that was a human’s heart. Oh how cunning and cruel a mistress irony was indeed.

And still here I was ever the fool laying, quite literally, at the feet of said proverbial beast. Welcoming with open arms not only the ruin and destruction of my good reputation as a demon but the desolation of my heart as well should flug ever decide to crush me, hurt me so detrimentally that I might not ever recover.

But it was too late. I was hopelessly and irrevocably in love with Flug. No other would do. My traitorous heart was set.

“My heart is not but a sacrificial lamb for slaughter, to be devoured by the insatiable hunger of your love.” I whispered against flug’s temple as he lay in my arms already fast asleep, our bodies a tangled heap of limbs. “For not even death can part us now beloved. And god help any who think to try.”

[askpaperhat]

cásate conmigo por favor flug! ¡¡Te amo!!

Hola perdón por no publicar, estaba ocupada con exámenes XD

[ilovegaay]

Animation 😏

[rikkilaer]

SITUATION: One of Black Hat's customers asked dr. Flug to present some products in requested clothes. At first, Black Hat thought it might be the good way to make some extra money out of it. But when he saw how the clothes looked on Flug FOR SOME ABSOLUTELY LOGICAL REASON he changed his mind

P.S. And yeah I know that October is already ended. And it's not even 2023 anymore. But Idk it's just interesting so it's Day 1: Sexy outfit .