#deer pun

[percyweasleyapologist]

Sirius: You need a hobby. James: I have a hobby! Sirius: Fawning over Lily isn’t a hobby.

[drama-glob]

Frank's expression as he fawns over Alastor's suit looks so cute! (Also, yes, that was a deer pun ;) XD).

[arttsuka]

dipper as the merman and mabel as the deertaur

mabel keeps making "doe" puns to dipper's annoyance

[thisonesock]

Lucifer: Why did the hunter hit Alastor?

Lucifer: Because he was aiming deerectly at him! *wheeez*

Alastor: *standing behind him, ready to make Charlie an orphan*

[dewdropdinosaur]

Smutmas Day 9 - Egg-Snog

Alastor x Deer Demon! Reader (Third Person POV) Summary: You are a deer demon, and so is he. But what happens when your deerest puns get a little too much fawning over? Warnings: Fingering, cum, use of pet names(cher, my dear), slight sub/dom dynamics if you squint, very obnoxious puns, etc. MDNI, 18+. You are responsible for your own media consumption. Requested by @dragbunstudios Hope you enjoy!

The Hazbin Hotel was anything but calm normally, but tonight, the noise level had reached new heights—or perhaps, new lows. It started innocently enough: Alastor had pranced into the lobby with his usual swagger, his grin sharp enough to cut glass. Y/N, lounging in one of the chairs, twitched their velvety deer ears at the sound of his vintage voice. Alastor had been in a particular mood as for late, much to the annoyance of several other hotel residents, though that never detered him. 

“Ah, Y/N!” Alastor greeted, his red eyes glinting with mischief. “What a deer-lightful surprise to find you here tonight!”

Y/N’s nose twitched, matching his energy effortlessly. “Oh, I’m just trying to stay out of tr-hoof-le. You know how it is.” They flicked their fluffy tail for emphasis.

Angel Dust, perched on the sofa with his legs sprawled dramatically, groaned. “Oh, for Lucifer’s sake, not this again.”

But Alastor was already cackling. “You, stay out of trouble? Fawn-tastic joke, my friend!”

“Oh, it’s no bull,” Y/N countered, leaning forward with a playful smirk. “Unlike you, who’s clearly just stag-ing for attention.”

“HA!” Alastor clapped his hands together. “Touché, my dear! Touché!”

Across the room, Husk muttered into his half-empty bottle of whiskey. “Why don’t you two just get a room already?”

Vaggie slammed her hands on the bar. “Seriously, do we have to listen to this? It’s like watching two sitcom dads try to flirt!”

Charlie, the ever-optimistic hotel owner, giggled behind her hand. “I think it’s adorable!”

Angel Dust rolled his eyes so hard it was a wonder they didn’t pop out of his head. “Adorable, schmadorable. They’ve been dancing around each other like this for weeks. Either they start locking lips, or I’m locking them in a room together until they do!”

“Angel!” Charlie scolded, though her blush betrayed her amusement.

Meanwhile, Y/N and Alastor were still locked in their pun-filled duel. 

“Tell me, Y/N,” Alastor said, leaning casually against his cane. “Are you fawn-d of me, or is this all just a game?”

“Oh, I herd you the first time,” Y/N teased, their nose twitching again. “But maybe you should stop deer-tering me to respond and make a move yourself.”

For a moment, Alastor faltered—not that anyone else would notice. His smile remained intact, but the tiniest twitch of his ear betrayed his surprise. Then he threw back his head and laughed. “A bold challenge! I always love those, cher~”

Husk’s ears flattened against his head, letting out a low whisper from behind his beer bottle. “Kill me now.”

Angel Dust slapped the table with his hand. “Okay, okay, that’s it. If you two don’t kiss by the end of the night, I’m stepping in to make it happen.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, their lips quirking into a sly grin. “Oh? And how do you plan to do that, Angel?”

“Easy!” Angel Dust leaned forward with a wicked grin. “I’ll make you two the starring act in my next performance—‘The Lusty Antlers of Passion.’ You won’t be able to resist!”

“Angel!” Charlie squeaked, her face as red as a cherry.

Alastor merely chuckled, tapping his cane against the floor. “While I appreciate the offer, Angel, I think Y/N and I can handle things on our own. After all—” He glanced at Y/N with a sly wink. “Good things come to those who wait.”

Y/N tilted their head, their tail swishing. “Well, I’m not one to rush, but I’d hate to keep you pining for too long.”

Alastor’s grin widened, and for once, there was a flicker of genuine warmth behind his crimson eyes. “Then perhaps we should continue this conversation... elsewhere?”

As the two of them strolled out of the lobby, their laughter echoing behind them, Angel Dust threw his arms up in victory. “FINALLY! Took them long enough.”

Husk groaned, pouring himself another drink. “I need a vacation.”

Charlie sighed happily, her hands clasped in front of her chest. “Love really does bloom in the strangest places.”

Vaggie pinched the bridge of her nose. “It’s not love. It’s deer puns. Endless, insufferable deer puns.”

But as Alastor and Y/N disappeared around the corner, their tails swishing in perfect harmony, it was clear to everyone else in the hotel: this was more than just a passing fancy. 

Deep in the hallway, as the two demon walks quietly, the jokes seemed to vanish. An awkward silence filling the space as each had a small tint on their cheeks, hearts pounding. However, in a moment born of incessant desperation to end such a silence, Alastor stopped and faced Y/N. 

“Cher, would it…be too much to ask you if you mean your words earlier?”

Facing him with a small smile, Y/N’s hand came to rest comfortingly on the lapel of Alastor’s suit. “I meant every word, Al.” 

“Then I hope you won’t mind—“

Before Y/N could even respond, Alastor pinned Y/N against wall, trapping them between his arms before locking their lips in a soft but passionate kiss. Pulling his mouth away to trail wet kises down the valley of their neck, Y/N’s hands came up to tug in his hair as a breathy sigh spilled past his lips. Alastor’s hands slowly dipped low, deft fingers trailing down the the waistband of their pants, pulling them softly in a request. Y/N nodded quickly, eyes rolling into the back of their head as his lips still continued worshiping their neck. 

Pulling down the offending garment, panties and all, Y/N was left half bare before the heated and intense gaze of the Radio Demon. Licking his lips hungrily, Alastor drug a finger along the slit, pleasently surpised to find it already so wet and inviting. Bringing his hand back up, he sucked the juices from his finger with a low grumble of appreciation. 

“Absolutely deer-vine, cher.”

Allowing his hand to flow back down, he plunged two fingers into their warm cunt, marveling at the way its walls constricted around him in desire. Y/N bit their lip, a desperate whine eeking past, body overflowing with arousal. Alastor’s face now was painted with a devilish smirk, speeding up only to hear those exact whimpers escape and reign freely for him to here. Relishing in all the delicious noises that came to pass through his partner’s puffy lips. His fingers curled up, hitting that delicious spot inside Y/N that nearly had her screaming, hands coming to grip his shoulders tightly. 

Pannting as they squirmed ontop of him; the coil in theur stomach became too tight to ignore as his fingers continued their onslaught. 

“Al—“

A blinding hot flash of liquid pours out of their overstimulated pussy without warning,, soaking the Radio Demon’s hand in release as he continues to pump into them; working Y/N through their high. 

“That’s it, cher. Looking so pretty for me.”

After a moment, letting them catch their breath, Alastor removed his fingers and wipes them unceremoinsuly on his trousers. Looking back up at them with half-lidded but lust blown eyes, he spoke once more. 

“Fawned of another round, my dear?”

[pennumbra]

Centaurworld Valentines 💘

[agent-gin]

"Well your sleigh is beyond my expertise. My sister most definitely can give a hand with the sleigh and I believe Huck is rather fawned of deer. I can help with all this as long as you show me how these are all organized. James' organizational methods were...convoluted to say at least," Joe answered gesturing at the archive of letters.

From the corner of he could hear the rustling of paper before spotting a fluffy tail. Bending down, he reached under the desk. A little fluffy blonde rabbit appeared with floppy ears. In it's mouth a small hand written letter addressed to Santa.

Joe rolled his eyes before shimmering gold sand appeared in his hand. Sprinkling it on top of the bunny, it slowly drifted to sleep and the letter fell from it's mouth. He never understood where these bunnies came from.

"Just promise me to fix the whole eggnog situation, every time I go to drink my tea it turns to eggnog, it's starting to become....painful" he pleaded gently, unsure whether he should tell her about his poor stomach retaliated no matter how delicious it was.

"If it makes you feel any better, the smoother christmas goes the easier my job is all year around. and If it means putting in some more work myself during the holiday, so be it," Joe offered her a handkerchief for her tears and rubbing her shoulders. He pulled out a wooden arm chair and gestured her to sit.

"We'll tackle everything one at a time. Besides it's not just me, my sister is at your disposal. I'm sure she's got lots left over from halloween and Huck's rabbits can be useful when they aren't chewing away at things. Just say the word."

[deer-a-day]

343

a few bucks

[shirecorn]

I've been SO jazzed to see each of your reindeer designs coming out, it's honestly been the highlight of my holiday season and I'm vibrating in excitement to see the rest of them

I'm glad! I did the first sketches for these in 2021 so this project is a very very long time coming. I'm so happy the fruits of my labor are enjoyable!

I did weeks of sketching and tested dozens of people to make sure each design communicated who it was by silhouette and line alone. Only when all of them tested somewhat consistently did I move to color.

Then I adjusted their poses so they flowed from one reindeer to the next, then finally colored them to in order of lightness.

I can't WAIT to show you the whole team in a line!

Here's a preview using only the ones that are already out

[pages-and-1nk]

James: you know deer… you seem to be quite STAG-nant this morning. Something pronging your mind?

Regulus: do you remember that severing spell we learned back in school?

James *who’s been sitting there making deer puns for the past three hours*: uh…no?

Regulus: Well, keep making deer jokes and the next thing ‘pronging’ my mind will be how to un-mince deer meat.

James:

James: I think Harry’s calling me-

[marciliedonato]

Oh my god... She's... She's transgendeer.... OH 😳😳🦌

[ruiky]

🎆 Gala Night

📻 "Like what you see, Podcast?"

📺 "I... Am I HALLUCINATING?!"

📻 "AH! It looks like that TV of yours really melts away your brain cells, IF there's any to begin with."

📺 "Hey! If anyone's brain is melting, it would more likely be YOURS!

📺 "I did not expect you to take "get dressed" so literally, Alastor!"

Little follow up:

📻 *Annoyed* "Hmm... Are you gonna take my hand NOW?"

📺 *trembling* "YES! Ma'am-Sir!"

🔗Link:

Wip - AL in different dresses

Wip - comic

Close up for the follow-up:

No text version:

[arttsuka]

mer mabel just flops everywhere like a seal and deer dipper (deerper?) has to spray her with a water bottle to keep her from drying out

[toastytrip]

(Monster)Elders Doodledump

Old art with very subtle Beerry propaganda

Also bonus Elder Deervid with two versions because I couldn't decide which one I like more

[scribbling-dragon]

apparently my new favourite hobby is drawing scott as pretty as i can manage

(click for better quality + reblogs are appreciated!)

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

Vox, truth or dare!

Truth- What was it like meeting Alastor for the first time?

Dare- Tell Alastor a cheesy pick-up line with no context and tell us how he responds

"You must be a deer, cause I'm fawning all over you."

*laughs and kisses Vox's cheek*