#hazbin hotel perfume

[alastor-simp]

OMG THESE SMELL AMAZING!!!!!!!!!

Just got my Hazbin Hotel Perfumes from Mad Lab Studios and OMG THEY SMELL INCREDIBLE!!!!!

Angels is so smooth with a hint of leather and Alastors scent is just an intoxicating aroma, it’s hard to describe but it’s so good, I love it. I highly recommend you guys to get one or even just buy the samples🩷🥰❤️

Link is here: https://www.madlabsstudios.com

[getlostpeeves]

Hazbin Hotel Fragrance Oils Out Now!

Scents inspired by Alastor and Angel Dust. Lucifer and Husk coming soon!

Alastor’s Fragrance:

A sophisticated, dangerous and spicy scent with notes of black pepper, sweet tobacco, labdanum, lily, and bergamot, like being swept off your feet by a disarming smile in a 1920’s parlour. The scent is animalic, cloying notes of oakmoss, musk, and fir, like a walk through the woods on a cold night with a chill running down your spine. It is strange, alluring, and wonderfully unsettling with the soothing sweetness of currant, amber, sandalwood and vanilla woven through.

Angel Dust’s Fragrance:

This fragrance oil smells just as sweet and flirty as Angel Dust from Hazbin Hotel. Its soft florals and intoxicating amber notes float around you like cherry blossom petals falling in the spring. The subtle hint of woodiness, musk, tonka bean and sultry scent of peach, apricot and cherry evoke a deliciously succulent haze you can drape across yourself. It is a rich, plush scent just as decadent and fruity as Angel is himself.

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Angel: *contemplating a fancy bottle* Hey, d'ya think this is alcohol or perfume?

Husk: *grabs bottle. drinks all of it*

Angel:

Husk:

Angel:

Husk: It's perfume

[paigeyssims2004]

Monsters, Inc. x Finding Nemo AU

After barely escaping through a portal back to Heaven, Adam quickly shut the door, breathing heavily.

"All that...for fuckin' perfume!?" Adam whispered angrily, pulling out an apple-shaped bottle filled with a reddish-orange liquid. He fucking knew that going back to...He-who-shall-not-be-names castle is like suicide, ESPECIALLY RIGHT AFTER EXTERMINATION DAY!!

Ever since her death and the birth of his little brat, Lucifer has been pretty protective of his castle...a little too protective. So Heaven Incorporated came up with a solution, by creating a door that only goes to Lucifer's castle...Obviously, it was denied by the Elders, claiming that it was too risky, and if Lucifer finds out, he would have the upper hand. But does any of that stop Adam? Secretly using the door, sneaking around your enemy's lair, just to STEAL a perfume bottle that has a sent of pears and a hint of apples?!

Well duh...of fucking course it would, but c'mon, if you take a good whiff of it, you'd be doing too. Especially when it came from the Lust Ring!

"But.. Let's just hope it'll last for next year... Hopefully..." While Extermination Day is Adam's favorite pastime, but it is a bitch to clean up, not to mention the smell. So instead of just buying one here, Adam decided to pull a petty bitch card, by stealing one from not just Hell...but from the Devil himself.

He got the bottle all right...along with pieces of a crib mobile with decorative ducks tangled in his mask's horns (ofc Luci made it). Without any hesitation, the first man flew into the Exorcist locker room; just to hide his mask in his locker, at least for now. Is he forgetting something else- "Shit!" Adam immediately flew back to the door and turned off the portal's entry.

He sighs in relief.....*Thud*.....*Thud*.....*Thud*..... Adam then turns around.....Behind him was a little girl, who happened to be making that sound. She finally noticed that Adam was staring at her, *Thud*......"Birdie!"

That's when Adam knew that this little girl is a Hellborn and not just any Hellborn, she is Lucifer's spawn. Rosey cheeks, blonde hair, etc. So....along with perfume, there was the Princess of Hell, who is still playing with his wings, seemingly in her own world. As if that duck fucker hadn't lost enough family members already!

And you know what Adam did when he realized that he was fucked....He screamed

[prince-liest]

The “lover” endearment from alastor to vox is just sooooo. I have a niche thing where I dislike the usual terms of degradation and prefer it when something cute is said in a way both sincere and condescending and alastor just. Nails it. Also. Microcosm of the whole thing. “I started doing this as a bit and now I’m just calling him lover”. -🍓

Ahaha, yesss - Alastor uses the word "lover" like a fucking weapon. Sometimes, like in the wireplay episode, this is to Vox's benefit, because he likes it when Alastor condescends to him! Sometimes, like in the latest safeword fail installment, it's just vicious, sarcastic, and unkind.

I feel you on the endearments! I'm not inherently opposed to ye olde usual degradation kink terminology, but I really like characters playing nice to be mean (or vice versa) because it just hits different in my personal opinion. Glad that Alastor's particular use of that term stands out!

[kame-artist]

An Angel in a bottle

[shinydreamtacoprune-blog]

this is what i imagine valentino to smell like

[kittenfangirl20]

I want to support this company, I have been using scents from it and they smell so good. There scents from popular shows including Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. It takes a couple weeks to ship the order, but it is worth it with how good they smell.

[cryptidghostgirl]

The Love (Alastor x Reader)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Description: Alastor is drunk and Charlie asks him if he has ever been in love.

Warnings: I don't think there are any but correct me if I'm wrong.

Word Count: 1,323

Master Lists:

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A/N Y'all, I'm lowkey dying from the requests. I'm sorry for the last five or so taking so long, I just need a little break and mix in some of my own ideas if that is okay.

Alastor was drinking at the bar with Husk, Charlie, and Angel. The day had been a lot, seeing Mimzy was always a lot. Yes she was trouble, but Alastor loved her. He loved her for the same reason he was trying to drink himself stupid at the bar. He loved her because she reminded him of Y/n. Mimzy had been her friend first, after all.

He sat off to the side in his own little world while Angel and Charlie chatted and Husk obediently poured the drinks. Normally, Husk would have joined the pair in the mindless, mundane chatter but after the events of the day, Alastor's presence kept him silent.

"No way!" Charlie exclaimed.

She and Angel were talking about some TV show they both watched or another. A mind numbingly boring background noise but, Alastor wasn't complaining.

"Yes! They are one hundred percent perfect for each other." Angel replied animatedly.

"Literally how. Name one thing that shows they have good chemistry."

"Uh, they’re constantly at each other's throats? If that's not love, I don't know what is."

"Angel?"

"Yeah?"

"You don't know what love is."

Husk let out a short, sharp laugh as he topped off Angel's drink.

"Oh yeah? Well then, Princess, what do you think love is."

Charlie sighed, leaning her elbow on the counter as a dreamy look spread across her face.

"Love is... love is when you would do anything for the person. It's when they're your guiding star, your... your prayers answered."

"Uh, no? Love is when you want to literally kill the person but like, in a good way."

"Angel, what does that even mean." Charlie laughed.

"It means... it means there is passion. That spark everyone always talks about? It's violence."

"Hey Al!" Charlie suddenly called, leaning back in her seat to peer at Alastor behind Angel's back, "Who's right, me or Angel?"

Alastor looked up from his glass.

"I hate to say it, but neither of you are correct." he sighed in irritation at having been disturbed, "Love is neither a constant fight nor a blind devotion, though it contains aspects of both."

"Like you know anything about love, mister fancy talk creepy voice." Angel scoffed, turning to face Alastor as well now.

"Actually, I do."

Charlie's face lit up. She practically vibrated with anticipation.

"Alastor! You've been in love!?"

Normally, on a night like this, he'd be alone. He'd be careful to be alone, or at least have Husk as his only company. When he told Husk to shut up and pour, he listened. Other people, not so much.

"Yes."

Charlie had stars in her eyes. She inched closer to him.

"Are you gonna spill?" Angel asked after a moment.

"It was a long time ago."

Alastor took a long sip from his glass.

"Do you... do you not remember it?" Charlie asked, her excited smile slipping slightly at the notion

Maybe it was the drink. Maybe it was the long day, Lucifer, Mimzy, Husk. Those shark demons. Maybe it was just that secretly all along, he had wanted someone to talk to. He watched the liquor in his glass as he swirled it gently.

"It was a long time ago, but I still remember it." his smile softened as he spoke, "It's strange. I remember her laughter, her little quixotic tendencies. I remember the way her eyes would light up when she smiled and the way her perfume smelled. I know her favorite author, the way she took her coffee, the way she folded her clothes but, I can't seem to ever see her face anymore. I..."

He trailed off, taking a breath.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Charlie quickly said, not wanting to make Alastor uncomfortable.

Alastor shook his head.

"I've spent years not talking about her. Maybe... maybe something else would be nice."

"So, how'd you guys meet?" Charlie immediately asked.

Alastor looked up at her and let out a light chuckle. He felt like he was human again for a moment. It was odd.

"I don't know if you know this about me, but I was a radio broadcaster back when I was alive. A rather famous one at that, in New Orleans at any rate. Her family ran a restaurant near the studio that I went to get lunch at from time to time. She worked there as a server."

"And she loved you?" Angel asked, "Like, you weren't just delusional?"

"I was quite the lady's man back in my day."

"Uh-huh." Angel doubtfully replied, "Sure."

"Oh hush, Angel." Charlie shoved the spider demon slightly, "Tell us more! What was she like? Did you ever get together or were you just friends? Gah! I wanna know everything!"

"She was..." Alastor's gaze fell back to his glass, "you remind me of her in a way. She was so idealistic, so driven. So... bubbly. She worked hard and she cared deeply. I don't know how I swung her, despite my charms. We were friends for about a year. The whole time, I was trying to work up the courage to ask her out but she ended up being the one to ask me. We got married when we were in our mid twenties. I only had a few years with her as my wife before I died."

Unbidden ideas darkened the edges of his mind. Y/n had always been so good, so sweet. Alastor had no idea if she had ever learned of his... escapades. He figured she must know, considering the manner in which he died but it was a horrifying thought. He was grateful when Charlie spoke again, pulling his mind back to the present.

"Thats so cute!" Charlie exclaimed, clapping her hands as she looked between Alastor and Angel, searching for similar excitement.

"Can we meet this alleged doll of yours?" Angel asked, "Cause I am really not believing any of this bullshit your spouting."

Charlie gasped, suddenly struck by inspiration.

"Do you think she would want to be redeemed?"

"Oh dear," Alastor shook his head, meeting Charlie's eyes, "she's not here."

"Then wh-"

"She's in heaven?" Angel exclaimed, "You married someone who ended up in heaven?"

"Either that or she's over a hundred years old and still on earth." Alastor weakly joked.

"I'm sorry."

Alastor shrugged, downing the rest of his drink.

"No!" Charlie insisted, "You'll... you'll never get to see her again! That's so sad!"

"And here I thought you were trying to get us redeemed." Angel scoffed.

Charlie turned to him.

"I'm trying to get you redeemed cause you're a guest. Alastor isn't a guest."

"Right you are, my dear."

"But you could do that." Charlie said turning back to Alastor, "Angel's right, if you were a guest you could be redeemed. You could see her again!"

Alastor smiled kindly at the excited demon. He patted her back.

"I'm afraid I don't think that's an option."

"But why not!" Charlie insisted, "Anyone can be redeemed, Alastor."

"That's not the issue, my dear." he sighed, "I did some things on earth that she would most certainly view as... unfavorable shall we say? Things she most certainly learned of after my death."

"You're not even gonna give it a shot?" Angel asked.

"Yeah, come on Alastor. Let us help you. You never know how it could turn out!"

"It's alright. I have the time we spent together, the memories. I don't want to taint that." he slowly, unconsciously, raised a hand to his chest, his palm over his heart, "The love is still there, thats what matters."

The quartet fell silent as Husk poured Alastor another drink. Alastor sighed, grabbing the glass and examining it carefully, but not taking a sip.

"What was her name?" Charlie asked, her voice small and her smile long gone.

"Y/n."

It had been years since he'd said it out loud. His tongue relished every syllable.

"Her name was Y/n."

[junabuggy]

Hazbin Hotel crew x Reader: general fluff hcs

A/n: 100+ follower special !!

I’ve been doing a lot of headcanons lately so I pinky promise there’ll be some kind of oneshot coming soon 🙏

Warnings: None !! Just some good old fashioned fluff :3

Fluff✔️ Comfort❌ Angst❌ Smut❌

‧₊˚✧ Alastor ✧˚₊‧

📻𖤐 When Alastor forms a close bond with you (and I’ve mentioned this before), he’d want to spend more time with you. Even if that’s just sitting in silence together and reading your own separate books

📻𖤐 Who knows? Maybe he’d let you lean against him, head on his shoulder, as he reads to you?

📻𖤐 This guys primary love language is quality time for sure. A close second perhaps acts of service.

📻𖤐 Biggest mamas boy ever…. But I’m sure we all knew that already

📻𖤐 LOVES to go on walks with you, especially during the afternoon or at night.

📻𖤐 Would link your arm with his and chat with you as you went on your daily stroll together… you’re not quite sure when it became a routine but it did.

📻𖤐 Huuuggeee story teller

📻𖤐 100% laughs at dad jokes and will also make them from time to time

📻𖤐 Always winning every single IDGAF war because he genuinely, wholeheartedly, just doesn’t give two shits 💀💀

📻𖤐 Can’t swim. I don’t know how to explain why I think this but I just KNOW its true

📻𖤐 Freezes like a deer in headlights (quite literally) when you shine a bright enough light at him

‧₊˚✧ Angel Dust ✧˚₊‧

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Angel would be the absolute BEST at giving out hugs oh my goddd, he’s got six arms for a reason, baby !

🕸️ᥫ᭡ I feel like he’d have fun dancing !! (I mean “Loser, Baby” was enough evidence for me)

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Competitive as fuck, UNO would actually be so fun with him 😭 (gets so genuinely excited when he wins too, gloating about it and everything like he just won the lottery)

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Biggest shoplifter ever and most of the time it’s not even because he can’t afford it, he just does it for fun.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Smells realllyyy good all the time, he’s got the best perfumes ever

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Spa-days/Self-care days quickly become a Saturday night thing for you two once you become one of his besties. And I’m talking the whole shabang like face masks, candles lit and snack tray out as he paints your nails for you 💕

🕸️ᥫ᭡ It’s something Angel genuinely looks forward to as well (ᵒ̴̶̷᷄⩊ᵒ̴̶̷᷅)

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Primary love language is most likely physical touch, we’ve all seen how touchy he can get 🤞

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Getting to know his real name and getting to call him by it means he trusts you a lot, he doesn’t give that privilege out to just anybody.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ On a less serious note, he’s definitely a huge show off 💀💀

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Amazing at doing makeup, will do your makeup if you asked him to (might accidentally poke you in the eye or something though lmfaoo)

‧₊˚✧ Husker ✧˚₊‧

🍺🃁 Needs glasses and HAS them but just doesn’t wear them for whatever reason. He looks good in them though !!

🍺🃁 Cheats in any card game ever. Wins 9/10 against you because of that reason (he’s also a gambler so that’s a big factor as well obviously)

🍺🃁 Bros the type of guy to call you “doll” and “baby”

🍺🃁 Primary love language?? quality time 🙏 🙏acts of service and physical touch are both tied for second place (but you only ever really get the physical touch one if you’re his s/o)

🍺🃁 Again, we all saw “Loser, Baby” this mf can DANCE and he enjoys it too

🍺🃁 Jazz is one of Huskers favourite music genres for sure

🍺🃁 You two don’t really have a routine hangout type thing but he does enjoy it when you come around to the bar to just hang out with him while he cleans and whatnot :3

🍺🃁 Trust, you will be given a specialized nickname just for you once he considers you a close friend of his.

🍺🃁 He’s a great listener but gives very blunt advice, doesn’t sugarcoat shit if you ask him for his opinion on something.

🍺🃁 Weirdly caught up with mental health stuff, like he knows a lot about it

🍺🃁 Poor Husker does NOT like the cat noises he makes but he literally cannot control them 😭😭 (believe me, he’s tried)

‧₊˚✧ Vaggie ✧˚₊‧

🗡️☪︎ Vaggie is NOT a morning person, usually sleeps in until around noon

🗡️☪︎ Would have good fashion taste

🗡️☪︎ Vaggie is also a very competitive UNO player, probably ends up yelling at Alastor for making her pick up all those “pick up four” cards when everyone plays together (yes, he looks smug as fuck while doing it and yes he was saving them just for her 💀💀)

🗡️☪︎ Has beef with almost all of the guys at the hotel but Husker is chill for the most part

🗡️☪︎ Adding onto that last one, it doesn’t really take much for a man to piss her off tbh (she’s so real for this)

🗡️☪︎ Would spar with you if you asked and gets really into it too !! She’s careful not to actually hurt you though and it’s a great way of bonding with her (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

🗡️☪︎ Verrryyyyy jealous girl, remember when Emily took Charlie’s hands in the heaven episode?? (The look on her face made me giggle)

🗡️☪︎ Hates pickles. She just looks like she’d be a pickle hater

🗡️☪︎ Primary love language is words of affirmation

‧₊˚✧ Charlie ✧˚₊‧

⭐️☀︎ Charlie is infact a morning person and wakes up at the crack of dawn everyday for zero reason whatsoever 💀

⭐️☀︎ She does her absolute best to include everyone in every activity going on, she doesn’t ever want anybody in the hotel to feel excluded

⭐️☀︎ Biggest shipper EVER. You ever told her you have a crush on someone here?? Oh god..

⭐️☀︎ She’ll silently fan girl from a distance whenever you and your crush are together to the point Vaggie has to drag her away

⭐️☀︎ Charlie can be a little bit overwhelming at times but her happiness is suppeerrr contagious

⭐️☀︎ The best way to spend time and bond with her?? Literally just offer to do anything with her and she’ll do it, I don’t think she’s too picky

⭐️☀︎ Learnt some Spanish from Vaggie and tries to use it with her to be all romantic but her pronunciations are fucked up (She’s trying her hardest guys okay 😞🙏)

⭐️☀︎ Totally asked Vaggie one time as a pick up line if she fell from heaven and she broke out into a sweat (poor girl)

⭐️☀︎ Primary love language is words of affirmation. quality time is somewhere up there too though

⭐️☀︎ Will break out into song a lot and it’s kinda funny to watch

‧₊˚✧ Niffty ✧˚₊‧

🧼𐙚 Acts a lot like a hyperactive toddler on crack. Has zero chill and it’s pretty rare to see her actually calm

🧼𐙚 I think Niffty lowkey has stage freight, like we all see how she just automatically freezes up when a camera is on (I mean it’s happened twice in the show already)

🧼𐙚 Takes a lot after Alastor, sees him as some sort of older brother figure as well 😞🩵

🧼𐙚 When playing UNO, she’d fucking EAT the cards so she’d win. Deadass just nom nom nom that shit

🧼𐙚 She’s a big giggler, she’ll laugh and giggle at almost everything so it’s not hard to get her to do so

🧼𐙚 She’d probably really enjoy it if you let her just sit with you for a while and braid your hair (But she’d steal some for her “collection” in the process)

🧼𐙚 I’m actually not too sure what Nifftys love language would even be? Perhaps acts of service (she is a maid, after all)

🧼𐙚 Okay 99% sure this is actually canon but she’s a hardcore germophobe, can’t handle when things are cluttered or a mess.

🧼𐙚 Has a collection of cleaning supplies in her room

+ Bonus !!

‧₊˚✧ Vox ✧˚₊‧

📺☆ Whenever Vox is sleeping or thinking really hard about something, the voxtek symbol will bounce around on his screen like the DVD logo thing

📺☆ Not very big on pda, he has an image to uphold, after all. (But he would enjoy affection in private though)

📺☆ Not above watching you through whatever technology you have, he spies on you a lot 💀💀

📺☆ Also guys…… stop pretending Vox isn’t a whiny little bitch, because he is (trust me y’all, read some of @bigfatbimbo’s stuff)

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

ᯓ★ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐲

[alastor-simp]

WOAH GUYS CHECK THIS OUT!!

A company is selling Hazbin Hotel Inspired fragrances!?!?!?!?!?!?!? *adds Alastors and Angel Dusts to cart**

GIMME!!!!!!!!

[constellationguy]

Moles and Mistletoe

-Do you know the theory about moles?

-Every mole and freckle is where you've been kissed in your past life by your soulmate. Or that every mole represents where your past life’s soulmate has kissed you the most.

-These are where some various characters made or try to make moles on you / where they kiss you the most.

-Genshin Impact, OHSHC, Hazbin Hotel, JJK

Legs

-Whether he is taking off your shoes after a long day or just showing love to all of your body he just seems to kiss your legs often. They tend to kiss your legs when his is on the floor and you are on the couch playing with his hair.

: Childe, Gojo, Husker, Kayea, Takashi Morinozuka, Vox

Thighs

- These men adore your thighs, they love to lay their head on your lap and kiss them intermittently, or maybe before some other activities.

: Childe, Itto, Nanami, Neuvillette, Tighnari

Arms

- These men are fancy and like to put up a show to show everyone how much you are loved by them. They tend to kiss all the way up your arms and up your neck to lead into a kiss on your lips.

: Pantalone, Pierro, Tamaki Suoh, Zhongli

Hands

- Very often in public sometimes to show that you’re taken, sometimes to show you genuine affection they tend to reach for your hand to kiss. Even when you two are dancing alone in your home, he always kisses your hand first as he asks for a dance.

: Alastor, Capitano, Cyno, Lyney, Kyoya Ootori, Pantalone, Zhongli

Stomach

- They love to lay their head on your stomach while cuddling or taking a nap and they kiss your stomach out of convenience. They may or may not be kissing your stomach thinking about if their was a baby in there.

: Albedo, Baizhu, Diluc, Itto, Gojo, Kaveh, Nanami, Neuvillette

Neck

- Whether it is a front hug or a hug from behind they have to kiss your neck at least once before letting go. These men love to have their face close to your neck, to be as close to you as possible or to smell and appreciate your perfume.

: Ayato, Goro, Kaeya, Kinich, Ororon, Thoma, Venti

Shoulders

- They love to hug you from behind or have you on your lap while they kiss all over your shoulders. They love you being close to you and it’s just an added benefit that you become their pillow.

: Ayato, Gojo, Goro, Kaveh, Ororon, Scaramouche, Xiao

Back

- They always want you to be the little spoon so they can hold you and kiss all over your back and shoulders. They believe that a massage and kisses to your back and shoulders is the best kind of stress relief for the both of you.

: Alhaithum, Hitachin twins, Kinich Wriothesley

Face

- All throughout the day you will get kisses to your forehead, lips, cheeks, nose, between your eyebrows, they just love to show their affection often and obviously.

: Alastor, Capitano, Dottore, Heizo, Kazuha, Kinich, Kyoya

[stormz369]

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Fandoms I have written for:

DC (BatFam specifically and Jason Todd in particular)

Good Omens (available on AO3)

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss (particularly Lucifer)

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Doctor Who

Marvel

Star Trek

Hetalia

Existing Works (by fandom):

DC: 

☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖

Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader (fem) (fluff, hurt/comfort, multi chapter, eventual NSFW)

Ch 1 Ch 2 Ch 3 Ch 4 Ch 5 Ch 6 Ch 7 Ch 8 Ch 9 Ch 10 Ch 11 Ch 12 Ch 13 Ch 14 Ch 15 Ch 16 Ch 17 Ch 18 Ch 19 Ch 20 Ch 21 Ch 22 Ch 23 Ch 24 Ch 25 Ch 26 Ch 27 Ch 28 Ch 29 Ch 30 Ch 31 Ch 32 Ch 33 Ch 34

Christmas Gift Poll

Ruby

Jason Todd x Stripper!Reader(f) (sexually suggestive - the story is set in a strip club after all)

Autumn Scents

Jason Todd x (f)Reader (reader's perfume choices change in the fall) (fluff)

Hellaverse:

The King of Hell and Me (Chapter Guide)

Lucifer x Reader (NSFW, one-shot collection, more tags in the chapter guide)

To Build A Dream (on hold)

Lucifer x fem Angel! OC (NSFW, soulmate AU, includes depictions of SA and mental abuse)

[amusingmusie]

Hi, I really hope you're faring well. Just wanted to say that I love your writing and yours truly, and I thought about something.

In hell, Alastor is a lot more durable and unkillable, so I imagine that's a lot more of a headache for Nel. She's walking behind him, ready to bash his skull and all of a sudden his head does a 180 and she's like >:0.

Also demon Al's hygiene must be HORRIBLE. So she's probably going to have to chase him around the hotel with a toothbrush and soap to no evail because he's a slippery motherfucker now that he's a demon.

Thank you so much for writing this masterpiece, and have a wonderful day <3

Fresh As Hell

Content warning for the Hazbin cast being themselves.

You're running out of ideas.

This has gone on far too long. The smell of an old shoe here, a hint of halitosis there, even a whiff of swamp water wafting your way if you get too close: it's all evidence that you can't ignore any longer.

Alastor kind of fucking stinks.

Sure, you've told him since your human days that his swampass stench is overwhelming, but that was a dig to piss him off, not the actual truth (usually, as long as his mother pressured him to scrub his tail). Nowadays? Well, if the demonic stop sign admitted that he bathes in his bedroom's wetlands, you'd be less than shocked. Shit, you'd actually be relieved if that were the case, because then you could fill the bog with soap and perfume to mask whatever funk perpetually lives on Alastor's grey skin. It's never overwhelming enough to knock you out; it's maddening subtle, the musk of his hair and the bite to his breath.

Maybe you could survive the Great Stink of '24 if he didn't insist on being on top of you at all times. Every time you turn around, you're assaulted by crimson, static, and Alastor's personal brand of miasma that wafts off of him since he insists on being no less than three atoms away from you.

Sure, it's possible you've got beef with his aroma since back in the day, the shitter smelled like freshly cut wood with notes of amber and his teeth sparkled like diamonds. You've seen his hygiene at its peak, which is why you cannot cosign this rank tomfoolery. Unfortunately, all of your attempts to rally the idiots at this hotel to agree with you that this is an issue have ended in disaster, leaving you without any allies in this fight.

"I haven't really noticed much, and hey, here at the Happy Hotel, we're receptive to more, um, eccentric lifestyles! As long as Alastor is being a team player and helping out with our mission, there's no reason to make him uncomfortable by bringing up his personal choices!"

"I don't get close enough to that pendejo to catch a whiff of whatever you're talking about."

"I dunno, tootz, I like a man with a little musk to 'em."

"Fuck off and fuck you."

"I like man stink~"

You're very much on your own here. The war on Alastor's subpar hygiene will be fought by you and you alone, and you won't be deterred- you've had worse battles before.

When you're once again yanked into Alastor's side and exposed to a faceful of his armpit in the lobby for the upteenth time, you vow to take action against him, more for your sake than his.

Game on.

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Your strategy calls for small, stealthy actions in the beginning.

Positioning yourself in plain sight at the hotel bar with two cups of coffee, you wait for your target to appear. It's the perfect scene: you, alone (save for the bar cat, but he's passed out with his head down on the counter), with coffee. Alastor can't resist this. Hardly more than three seconds pass before a rush of static and a chill wash over you. A gentle pop sounds off to your left, and then you're greeted by your least favorite radio host smelling stale as ever.

"Good morning, sweetheart!" he cries, purposely shouting too loudly into your ear. "You're looking especially horrid this morning. Did you happen to catch a glance of your reflection in the mirror before it cracked?"

"No, I was too busy imagining all the ways I could skin you alive before eleven."

"Well, it is eight already, so hop to it, you need all the time that you can get to brainstorm!"

As his invisible audience laughs alongside him, you flick a handful of mints into his unguarded coffee cup. The jackass is too busy chortling at his tired jokes to realize that you've done anything at all. Perfect. Holding back your smirk is a damn hard move when Alastor finally lifts his red mug to his full lips and swallows down a mouthful of minty coffee.

Success.

Until-

"Hm..." Alastor hums, blinking his red eyes plainly. Then he promptly turns, spits out a stream of dark liquid onto Husk's bowed head, and snatches up your cup of coffee. After sipping down your drink, he sighs contently. "There, much better! Ah, that was a juvenile play, dear. You're losing your touch."

The deer motherfucker teleports away while you're left with a pissed off cat and determination to win this war.

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Next comes the idea to douse Alastor in whatever perfume oils you can find as a direct plan of attack. Instead of using your precious concoction that you paid out the ass for from Rosie's Emporium, you decide that these other assholes living around here could stand to help out for five seconds. You're not asking for their support- just their cologne.

Angel is the unlucky winner that you approach since whatever he wears is pungent enough that it has your eyes watering on a good day. The spider leans up against his doorway, legs in your face and fluff looming above your head as you make your case.

"Listen." You crane your head back and fix him with what you hope is an amicable stare. "I'll shoot straight with you. I need a favor."

"Oh?" he asks, raising a perfect brow and examining his gloved fingers. "I don't do girls, sorry not sorry."

"No," you grumble at him. "Not that kind of favor. I need to borrow your perfume- whatever shit you wear is strong enough to be smelled across the Pentagram. All I need is to borrow the bottle for five minutes and I'll have it back to you good as new."

"HA! You think I'm letting you make off with my smell-good for free? No no no, nobody gets to borrow what I wear, not even Cherri. It's custom! You're out of luck."

"You're here at the hotel to redeem yourself- part of redemption is being selfless."

"Actually, I'm at this shitshack so I don't have to pay rent, and redemption don't mean you get a spritz of my good shit. Go ask some other shmuck." Angel laughs in your face one final time, then spins around to shut his door.

"I'll owe you," you spit out. That has the fluffy demon pausing and you fear that you've either royally fucked up or royally succeeded.

"...Owe me what?"

"One favor equal to borrowing your perfume that doesn't involve me getting my ass kicked or double dead."

Angel grins delightedly, retreats into his den, then sticks one spindly arm out with his perfume sitting pretty in his palm.

"Have at it!"

And you do, with fear of Hell's #1 pornstar in your heart.

Alastor comes in to kick your legs under the table during dinner and you immediately whip out Angel's perfume to soak the son of a bastard down. There's an ear-ringing screech before Alastor pops away, leaving you with a table full of coughing, gassed-out hotel inhabitants that are very, very pissed off.

Once Vaggie is done chewing you out, Angel Dust leans over and whispers, "You still owe me for my draining my fucking reserves, dollface."

Fuck.

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After weeks of attempted baths, desperate tooth-brushing sessions, dirty bribery, and numerous double-death threats, you've decided that you have no choice but to go completely nuclear. Clearly, your rotten plague of a deer demon is determined to resist all attempts to freshen him the fuck up, so you are prepared to pull the dirtiest trick in your book. Forget screaming or cussing; you'll have his ass eating out of the palm of your hand in no time with this.

"Hello, my rotten peach!"

Ahah, it's time- you're about to win this little game no problem. You take one look at Alastor in all his awful glory here in the parlor, steady your face into an uninterested expression, and then you. look. away.

Alastor stares.

"I said, hello, my rotten peach! My fetid fruit! My most crusty crop!" he announces slightly louder as if you didn't hear him.

Nothing. No reaction. You refuse to engage with someone that smells of fragrant toes and has gums darker than his coffee; you'll have him suffering from your silence if those are the dumbass choices he'd like to make.

Just barely concealing his panic at the sudden lack of your attention, Alastor clomps closer, then pokes at your side with his staff. The thing winces from the contact. You, on the other hand, are not weak and will not relent, so you continue to watch the parlor wall with great interest.

All according to plan.

Charlie passes by, humming a happy tune. When she spots you lounging on the couch with Alastor hovering over you, she smiles at the familiar sight, and offers a happy, "Good morning!"

"Morning, Princess," you greet her. Then you return to wall watching.

Alastor wilts.

You smile.

And you play the winning game.

For days, you refuse to acknowledge anything having to do with your favorite least favorite parasite. If he materializes in front of you when you're reading a novel? You don't even flinch. If you awake to him standing over your bed and staring with glowing eyes? Well, there's no need to do anything but roll over, that's just Tuesday. You hardly bat an eye when a black shadow warbles over your shoulder as you brush your teeth; no, you simply show it the brush and toothpaste for a proper tutorial on how to avoid ripe ass breath. You're enjoying the power you hold over Alastor, and you especially enjoy the way his stupid tufts flatten against his head when you deny him any attention for a whole week.

You believe that victory is yours.

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As you trudge downstairs for another miserable day at the Asscrack Motel or whatever they're calling this place nowadays, you're overwhelmed by a new scent permeating throughout the lobby- freshly cut cedar, something slightly floral and musky, hints of amber, and immaculately washed manass.

Shit.

You know that smell. You know that smell very well. It can only mean one thing.

Then you spot him in all of his glory; Alastor is leaning his spindly body against the hotel bar with a freshly patched suit, styled hair slicked back across his head, and shining teeth. Oh God, he smells and looks like Heaven, and suddenly you decide that maybe you don't give two shits about that white speck in the sky when you've got this presented to you on a metaphorical platter.

With a little grunt, you move closer, appraising Alastor with an indifferent expression. His static is whirring sweetly in the background while he simpers down at you- yeah, he's proud and peacocking a bit, you can tell from the manner in which his lips curl and the way his chest puffs out. Goddammit...he knows that he's got you hooked like a fucking sucker.

"Yeeeeees?" he sings when you stare for a second too long. "Something on your dreadfully empty mind?"

"..." Hm. You could shoot him for being annoying, but he did do all of this dolling up for you.

Ugh. You hate him so much.

So you yank him down by his lapel so you can kiss him square on the mouth. For the first time in a long time, he tastes of mint and sunshine instead of rot and coffee, utterly intoxicating you in the worst of ways. You drag your lips against his and feel that they've been moisturized, and when he bites down on your tongue, there's no slippery plaque to offend your senses.

All of this effort just to get you to look his way.

Good.

Then you release him with a pop, flip him the bird, and walk off with your head held high.

Alastor just hums in satisfaction from his place at the bar, idly commenting, "I've still got it," to a very disgusted Husk and Vaggie who are doing their damndest to ignore the scene.

You'll call this one even.

(Loosely based on a very old conversation with @gemrocknerd).

[am-i-interrupting]

hazbin hotel vees who cheat on their s/o bc they just wanted to hurt them and manipulate them but instead of crying or yelling heir s/o legit laughs when they find out and then dump their ass bc they won't waste their tears on them? sorry I just dumped by bf bc he cheated on me and I'm a little sad and need a confidence boost

The one time I will add in Valentino. I don’t normally write for Valentino but for this one, I absolutely will.

Valentino

He’s not as secretive as he thinks he is.

Not that you think he was trying to be secretive.

You knew getting into a relationship with him that he would still be having sex with other people.

That wasn’t the problem.

The problem was when he’d act like that wasn’t exactly what he was about to do.

Then he’d come back just smelling of sex. Of course, that was normal for him but it always felt different those times.

It was when you figured out that he was going out to abuse Angel that you stopped caring.

You just waited. You wanted him to be the one to bring it up or slip up badly enough that it was extra fucking obvious.

It wasn’t long until that happened.

“I know.” “You— what? You already knew?” “Yeah, I did.” “Well, where are the tears, muñeca?”

You laughed.

“You wanted to cry? Cry over what? You? No. No, I’m not crying over a rat like you.”

He seethed when you called him a rat. His eyes narrowing.

“I have nothing to cry over except the abuse you put me and Angel through but I’m done doing that too. I’m gone and so is he.” “And how do you intend to do that?”

Not even a week later, his studio got blown up.

Velvette

She’d been acting weird lately.

You noticed it in the way she’d turn her phone away from you when she was on it.

She started going out more.

She started. . . wearing a different perfume?

Which was odd. She never strayed from her favorites.

Then she left her phone in the room with you, unlocked and facing up. It chimed.

Not wanting her to miss something urgent (as this was her business phone) you picked up.

It was not a business message.

You just stared at it. She came in the room.

“You got a message,” you told her as you handed her the phone. You silently got up. “I’m going to go pack.”

“Why are you doing that?” “Because I’m leaving.” “That’s it? That’s all the reaction I’m getting? Shouldn’t you be heartbroken?” “Why should I be heartbroken over someone who clearly doesn’t love me?”

Vox

Vox was probably the most successful at keeping his secrets.

He’s a very busy man so him working over time for multiple days in a row is nothing that isn’t normal.

It’s when you go into his camera room and see the security feeds still playing that those over time hours click in your head as to not being over time.

You’d come into the security room to try to convince him to come back on time but clearly, he wasn’t over working himself as much as you thought.

You sunk in his chair and watched, watched him flirt and tease and kiss and touch.

You felt anger bubbling up inside yourself.

You were angry, angry that your time and care had so clearly been disrespected and disregarded.

Slowly, you got up as you heard footsteps, his footsteps come closer.

He opened the door and closed it, leaned against it and sighed. You knew that sigh. It was his content one.

Well, if he was so content without you.

You began walking towards the door and that’s when he noticed you. He opened his arms with a grin.

“Darling, what are you— oh shit.”

You brushed past him and yanked open the door.

“See how well you do without me.”

The door slammed shut.

[penelope-potter]

Your Scent~

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing: Alastor X Fem! Owl Hybrid! Reader

Summary: Alastor and you became good friends, which was changed later when he discovered how much he liked your scent~

Warnings: Smut (Oh gosh I can't write this, this won't go well)

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It was the day you started to try out Angel's different kinds of perfumes as your good friend Alastor started to act weird. Angel and you were friends too- but the kind of friendship neither of you have a crush on another. However- you sat once again in Angel's room and chatted about everything that came into your mind. Today he came up with the topic of past live story's. "You know I loved the perfumes these days. They smelled actually nice, rather than the shit Val force me to put on..." He holds up a pink bottle and smiled. "But this baby here is my favorite." He unscrew the cap and holds the pipette right in front of your face. You sniffed on it and smiled. "Hey this smells good! It's giving me nostalgic vibes." "Very funny!" "No really, I can totally imagine yourself dressing up like a bad bitch running down the old streets with your partner in crime. How romantic." You blinked and laughed as he pushed your elbow. "Come on, try it on you'll smell like a snack with this on!" He said and came closer, you bend backwards. "Whoa wait, why should I smell like a 'snack' again?" He rolled his eyes playfully. "Well I don't know maybe because your tall hotty will start to fall for you then?" He wiggle his eyebrows at you and you laughed it off. "Oh yes totally. I already see him drooling all over me just because I tried on one of your perfumes!" You joked and shook your head. "You won't regret it. A good scent can stuck into someone's memory, even in his." He dripped a few drops from the liquid on your neck and rubbed it into the right places. It smelled really nice. Like berry, leather and vanilla. Everything was fine until you started to wear it a week long. Angel's curiosity if the demon would actually hit on you was shattered in pieces then, because he only seemed irritated most of the time you cross paths with him. He looked after you with an itch in his eyebrow but never said anything.

It confused him more than he would ever admit. The perfume you wore smelled much too sweet for his opinion, and it ruined your whole appearance. He asked himself why he was fretting about something so mundane and unimportant, and tried to ignore it. But it got worse when you started to pick another scent today. You were walking down the kitchen, not even fully awake yawning when he smelled it between the coffee and eggs. The scent of lemon and cherry's. The static of his presence got so loud you had to cover your ears. "Alastor? Is everything alright?" You asked him suddenly, and he stopped in his movement to lead the cup to his mouth. "Of course. Why not?" He said, his expression annoyed. "Your static sounds a bit more...angrier today." You sad, placing your elbows on the kitchen table and smiled at him. Your hair stood up in all directions and your eyes were still a bit groggy. A pathetic view of you. No it was not, he actually liked the view of you in this way. He only realized it now that he liked your hair when he touches it, and how soft it feels. He also likes the warmth of your body when he lays and hand on your back. And he also realize that he likes your smell the most. Your natural scent which would made him go wild to just smell it once more. It was far more intense and much more suiting for you than that pathetic excuse for a 'perfume'. He couldn't understand why you put such colognes on yourself, when your scent already was enough to drive him insane.

"You smell different." He said, shocked about himself that the words just slipped out of him. He turned around as you started at him with wide eyes. "Uhm...yes. It's Angel's perfumes. I tried them on." You answered, he fiddling with his cup, which was long empty. "Hmm I personally don't like the idea of you putting on pathetic, much too sweet liquids on you dear..." He turned around and bends down on you so you pushed away as your nose almost touched his. "So you don't like it?" You asked, your heart hammering against your rip cage. “Darling your smell alone could make any guy tripping over his feet to be close to you.” The heat rushed into your cheeks. "Uhm... I didn't know you liked my scent so much..." You could only say, his smile more thin and his eyes itched. "Oh I didn’t knew it either up until now.” You smiled shyly. "Is that so?" You scratched the back of your hands, your wings flutter in excitement. "Maybe I should wash the perfume off then." You laughed as you still could feel his gaze resting on you.

"Oh dearest I would be more than happy to help you with that..." You looked at him as his smile grew more of lust and admiration. It took the courage of a lifetime to give him the answer you gave him. "Good then. Let's go." You stood up a bit too fast as he catches your chair from crashing on the floor, his body near to yours. "Good manners darling." He gently took your hand and leaded you with him. Your heart dizzy you could only feel him in the moment. He doesn't lead you into your room but in his instead and closed the door behind him. It was the second the door fell into place as your mind was set back in reality. What the fuck did you think you were doing?! "You- you don't have to actually help me you know... I just-" "Hm-hm." He raised his finger and came closer to you, titling your chin upwards. "Why not letting it happen and talk afterwards? Because right now darling, I'm ravenous for you..." You closed your mouth again and just nodded. You would have never expected that this will lead so far, but you seemed to not care at all. He was right you can talk later about it, because right now it felt so good as he helped undressing you, the air hitched cold on your skin. You were only in your underwear now as he came so close to you that your bodies touched as he took off his coat and wrapped it around your shoulders. His hands slowly finding their way to your back and your bra which he carefully unlocked and you slightly jumped by the sudden touch of his sharp claws. He was a bit unexperimented with his movements but it calmed your nerves to know this was nerve wrecking for him too. You could feel his hands shaking as you stopped him from going further away from you. "You will get wet when you'll help me..." You said and pulled on his bow tie exposing his neck. "Easy dear...I'm sure the image of my body will terrify you..." He said, holding your hand to stop the movement. "It won't. You know...I'm sure a woman would also be lost for air seeing such a body." You smiled slightly waiting for his respond of using his own words against him. He closed his eyes for a moment to collect himself. "I guess I'll have to play a part in this too don't I?" "Yes you do." You let your hand wander over his chest to his buttons. "Don't say I didn't warned you." "Oh don't be so silly. Since when do you feel so self conscious? Not because of me." He laughed. "As if you're not worth starting wars for..." You stopped and looked at him shocked, he did the same. The words were slipping out of him more than usual, and it made him nervous. "Wow...no one ever said something like this to me." You smiled and unbuttoned the last button of his shirt and his fluffy chest came into your view. "What a pity to not being able to see what a beauty you are. Not only for you personality but also for your appearance..." You chuckled and raised your hand. "May I?"

His mouth closed smile gotten wider. "Oh how rude from me, I didn't asked you earlier. I guess you don't have to ask me too then." You smiled and were careful. You two were now almost completely undressed, and his body made you more nervous than the fact that you're basically also exposed too. His slender waist and the deep scars forming a pattern like tiger stripes around his chest and hips. His little deer tail looked so fluffy it was a scandal he hides it. "Like I said. Drop-Dead Gorgeous." You said smiling. He laughed. Genuine. "God you are too sweet for me. I'm afraid of not controlling myself after washing this...stuff away from you dearest." He said close to your ear as you shivered.

He was leading you into the shower he made with a simple snap running. The water was warm as you stood underneath it, his coat long slipped over your shoulders as he hold you close to him. You tried your best to keep your eyes where they should be as you admired his wet appearance. The soap he used smelled like lemon and ginger. It was not too sharp but it let you realize that this was how he smelled all the time. You smiled as you stood with your back facing him and enjoyed the caressing as he stopped for a moment. Suddenly you felt his hands wrapping around your torso and you slightly jumped as he placed his chin on your shoulder. "And? Better?" You asked smiling. "Much better." He sung. "I guess now I'll be rather smelling like you." "In this case everyone will know that you belong withme…" You smiled. “So, this was all a plan huh?” You joked as he turned you around to look at you, the water dripping from his ears on his shoulders. “Oh if this would have been planned darling, I would have done it much sooner. But I guess I only realized it now.” “What?” You asked him as he bend down, his mouth close to your ear. “That I would kill for calling you mine.” His voice brought shivers down your core as you placed a hand on his cheek. “In this case- you don’t need to kill someone. I accept the offer.” He took your hand and pulled you closer with the other. “Is this just your mind playing tricks on you or a you serious dear? Don’t play with me please.” Your smile dropped slightly. “I would never play with you Alastor. I hope you don’t change your mind either.” “Never.” He sung. You raised an eyebrow. “Show me that you mean it then.” He looked at you a moment before his teeth showing smile made you nervous. “Darling did I not showed you already? I would have never exposed myself like this with some mindless toy…”

You scanned his features and smiled. “You are a mystery Al. Never know what to expect from you.” He raised his hand and held your chin to lift it a bit. “So tricky. I like that.” He said chuckling. “I guess I’ll have to show you otherwise.” He kissed you out of nowhere and his hands trailed over your back. You wrapped your arms around his torso too as you could feel his nails tracing down your hips. The kiss deepens as you could feel he getting braver with each second as he carefully let his hands hover over your ass as you smiled against his lips and pulled his hands on it. He jumped a bit and stopped to look at you. “Got so brave, what’s wrong?” You asked innocent and he actually looked like a mess. You even got to hint a slight blush across his features, and finds it adorable. He said nothing and just pushed you against the wall while the water kept hitting you both on the head and continued to kiss your neck. You gripped his hair stronger as his hands wanders over your body until his hands find their way to your sides. His left hand trails over your rips as you could feel them on your breast. You gasped against his mouth as he growls and his grip tightens around both of them now. His body pressed against you as you could feel his lower part tickling yours. “We should not be doing this…” You said breathless and he leaned his forehead against yours. “Oh we should not be doing so many things darling but since we’re already in hell I guess this is what we are supposed to do…” He chuckled and you smiled. “Yeah you’re probably right.” You let your own claws trail over his back until you found his deer tail which you slowly gripped. He jumped a little for you to notice and his eyes grew wide, his smile thin. “Don’t go too far dearest. I might not be able to control myself. I already told you...” “Yes and I told you to go ahead. I can handle it you know?” You grinned and he took a moment to admire your beauty. You pushed a strand of hair out of your face, your claws sharp and long. He wanted to feel those on his back, or your soft breasts in his hands. It was strange really, he never craved such nasty things, and yet here he is- in the shower with the only woman in all of his life that he wants to do all the things he ever heard what others were doing. Suddenly he can understand the lustful things they said, because right now he was more ready than before. You smiled widely, your sharp teeths showing. “What do you wanna do now buck?” He blinked a few times, as he looked into your lidded eyes and grabbed you at your hips again, pushing you against him. “Why don’t we bring this to something more exciting and do the talking later, songbird?” “Great idea.” You sung as he pressed his lips against yours once again and lifted you up. You spread your legs to hold on to his slender waist as you took his sharp featured face in your hands again. You could feel how hot you got and how he’s gotten too. His fur was silky and the scent of him drove you insane. You started to bite his lower lip as he let go of you to trade little bites on your shoulder. You gripped his own shoulders so hard you had to control yourself to not hurt him. He wouldn’t matter though,

because right now you were are all he could think of. You warmth, your scent. Between the soap of his own he could still smell it. The scent he never thought could make him so out of place once it was gone. “You taste so good, darling.~” He said and he meant it. Your lips tasted like the flowers in front of his house in his past life before. Or the sweet smell of when he came home and only his mother and him were there. You taste better than his first taste on human flesh and you thrilled him more than his first crime. You were able to consume him in ways he would have laughed it off if someone had told him this morning. “And you smell so fucking good.” You said and rolled your hips against his length as you could feel how it affected him. His claws dig deeper in your ass as he brought you into position, his cock rubbing at your cunt. You slid your hand at his hard cock and smiled as he groans. “You are so hot right now.” You said in a way to encourage him because his eyes told more than his stiffened smile. He was not used to this, and you would have never thought that he would do such sinfull things with you. Since it’s his first, you wanted to make sure he feels nice. You were glad you two were in the shower, because it makes things easier. You smiled as he looked at you, his cheeks flushed in a beautiful reddish color and his pupils delighted, as he looked at you lips. “Shit… I want you dearest I can’t help myself-” “Then don’t fight against it. It’s just me remember?” You winked and started rubbing his hard cock in slow motions as he let go of another moan. He grabbed you again and started to bite your neck as he pushed your hands high above you, holding you trapped between him and the wall. His chest was pressed against your breasts and his cock tickled your cunt. “As I said before sweetest. You are worth starting wars for.” He hitched close to your ear. You could feel how his hand find it’s way to your cunt once again as he thrusts two of his fingers inside it. You groaned and digged your nails in his neck. “You like that hmm?” He sung as you rolled your hips to release the feeling which was bubbling up your stomach. But he doesn’t let you enjoy it for too long because he stopped and pulled out, only for thrusting his cock into you. You moaned and helped him with a last push as you could feel him shudder. You smiled as you hitched as his hands were all over you while rolling his hips in a steady tempo. You could hear him moan and he hitched as you pulled his hair while you let your head fall back as he licked your neck. “Faster.” You let off breathless as he grabbed your ass again and lift you up to press you against the cold wall behind you. “Giving orders now naughty girl?” He said breathless. “Just guiding you, sweetheart.” You whisper as he continued to thrust into you faster and kissed you deep. He tasted like coffee and mint and the smell of him is driving you insane as you almost reached your climax. He let go of your mouth as you looked into two now black eyes. His antlers grew third the seize but his smile was still the same.

“Who’s naughty now? Are we a little exited buck?” You teased and grabbed his black antlers to hold on to as he keep pushing inside you, his head now in your direction as you looked at each other while you moaned and he does the same. You reached your climax almost the same time as him and let go of his antlers slowly. You two gasped for air as he laughed and let his head fall against your shoulder. “Enjoyed it?” You said, smiling too. Your heart pondered in your chest and he was still shivering as a result of the excitation. “Very much dearest.” He came up again, his eyes now his normal red and his antlers the right size. He cupped your cheek and smiled softly. “This was kind of thrilling. I never experienced something like this before.” You smiled. “I know. Therefore I’m honored I could be your first. Glad you liked it.” You laughed and pressed a kiss on his cheek. He laughed back like two teenagers as he trailed his nails over your scalp. “I hope I didn’t made a fool of myself…” “No, no It was great.” You let your gaze wander up and down on him. He catches you trailing your nails over his back in a soothing motion. “Well then…” He cleared his throat awkwardly while trying so hard to not look on your lips as you grinned. “...I think we should dry us up.” “Good idea.” You looked up at him, waiting for his reaction. “What, lost your tongue?” You teased, his eyebrow twitched. “Teasing thing you are-” You laughed and turned around as he stopped and kissed you one more time, his tongue exploring your mouth once again but slower this time. He snapped as you let go of each other and a towel appeared around your bodies. Your hair was dry and also your feathers, just like his. “Thank you, Buck.” “My pleasure, little songbird.”

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oh my gosh i did it, this was so weird to write it for the first time and I hope I don't fucking blame myself here right now... QwQ