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idk if u like writing him so if u don’t feel free to ignore!! but picture this, adam with a higher up reader with high authority that kinda acts like beelzebub?? like adam sees them for the first time and expects them to be all wholesome and kind but she’s actually just a hardcore party gal! which kinda matches his frat boy persona too🌚 and maybe she even resembles bee a bit? UP TO U! i just love ur writing and thought of this

-🎞️ anon

ALTITUDE!₊˚⊹♡

characters: adam x gn!reader

wc: 1.9k

warnings: cursing, mentions of one night stands

A/N: i'm sorry if i failed you in the whole party-fun!reader aspect i just went on a different direction and when i realised i like this a bit too much. hope you like it too anon!!!!! 🫶

You weren’t ever too sure about Adam. He just seemed a bit problematic, loud, interruptive, and he never took things seriously. Not that you were the chillest person on heaven, quite the opposite, but still, there was something about Adam that threw you off. You felt like that was all a faced. You knew that, when he wanted to, he could be kind, and was actually very enthusiastic regarding his job at heaven. Not that he would ever knowingly admit it. So when Sera partnered you two for a, quite important job, you didn’t know what to expect, or how to feel. At first you thought he might try to run the shop by not letting you contribute any of your ideas. He thought you were a tightass that would try to make everything boring (exactly what he said to Lute).

However, both of you were surprised once time went on, and you got to know each-other better. He realised you were actually quite fun, he might even say careless. He found himself in shock, and partially offended, when he realised you actually hosted parties every few weeks. You found out that he was deeply misunderstood. And actually really cute and charming. And you also promised to invite him to your next party, once you had finished the long task Sera had appointed you.

"Adam? Will you read that to me again?" You sat cross legged on the carpeted floor of Adam’s basement, chewing on the end of your click pen. Adam was too busy trying (and failing) to get basketballs on a net at the top of his wall to notice you’d called out to him. Dropping the pencil down on your notebook, you let out a frustrated sigh, standing to get his attention.

"Adam!"

Startled, he stopped short, turning towards you with his eyes wide in surprise.

"Yeah? You alright?" He asked, putting down the basketball and appearing in front of you.

"Yes Adam, I just wanted to get this part done," you explained, rolling your eyes in annoyance. “Besides, why do I have to work? I would also love to be able to play with that fucking basketball." It wasn't that Adam didn't work, he just got distracted easily.

"Ha! As if you could play." You felt deeply offended even though you knew you did NOT know how to play basketball.

"Wow. Just wow. I thought you would've known about my years in the angel's basketball team. I used to be one of the bests." You lied, trying to defend your dignity.

"As if! I was on the angel's basketball team. Never saw you there." "It must've been waaaay before you got in. I've been here for longer, you know."

"Alright then, prove it."

"Prove what?"

"Prove you can play." He handed you the ball and you held it.

"I'm a bit rusty." You smiled at him as you saw him grin. He could see right through you and your lies, what he didn't figure out was that you could also see right through him. So instead of shooting towards the net, you hit Adam with the basketball right on top of his head. Watching it bounce on it only to later hit the floor.

"Ouch! What the fuck was that for?" he ran his hand through his hair.

"Get to work or I'll hit you again."

"Hey! That's toxic workplace behaviour, I'm gonna have to report you now." You groaned in annoyance. "What will it take for you to work on this with me for an hour? Do we have to make a deal?" You joke with a light chuckle. Adam jumped at the opportunity to compromise, knowing that he could work if he really wanted to, and that the deal would then be in his favour.

"A deal hey?" He asks, resting his chin in his hands, looking up at you with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, whatever you want for 1 hour of your precious time," you scoff, picking up your pen again to work. As a higher ranking angel, you knew better than to be stubborn. You didn't mind having to sacrifice a little something. Besides, the end was in sight, meaning you wouldn’t have to deal with him for much longer - however, you struggled to admit to yourself that it would actually make you sad not hanging out with Adam as much as you were right now, worrying you would go back to the stranger treatment you had with each other before.

"I’m not gonna tell you until the hour is up," Adam teases, retrieving a book full of sinners' names for your work from the couch and opening it to a dog-eared page.

"Okay read it again for me, and this time slowly," you emphasise on the word “slowly”, watching him let out a small laugh, shifting on the floor to get comfortable.

"Okay, ready?"

"Yes, Adam."

"Okay," Adam takes a deep breath before beginning, you’re skimming over your notes, making sure all of them make sense. Adam tries to memorise some of the names before you write them, wanting rather to watch you work than have his eyes glued to the book.

Adam rests his hands in his lap, noticing the way your lips part and your tongue juts out only slightly when you concentrate. He notices you fiddling with the edge of your notebook, your fingertips grazing the spiral as it winds to bound the book. He notices how effortlessly pretty you are, and how committed you’ve been to this assignment. He thought it was so funny that you were so oblivious to his blatant staring. He suddenly lets out the breath he didn’t notice he was holding in.

"Adam?" You ask, the same annoyance bubbling inside you from when he didn’t pay attention before.

"Right," Adam shakes his head from his thoughts and returns to reciting the book.

You hadn’t noticed you’d leaned slightly into Adam, your shoulders brushing. Adam suddenly feels warm, his shoulder tingling where you were touching him. His heartbeat hammered in his ears as he licked his lips, readying himself to read the next part.

He thought of how cunning his side of the deal was, and how much more tempting it got the longer you touched him. It was a gamble, but it was one he was willing to take.

Adam rested his hand on his thigh, inching his fingers closer to your joined knees.

You look up at him, finally noticing how close the two of you had gotten, but doing nothing about the close proximity. Something felt different, the air was harder to breathe, and your stomach felt like it was housed by a million butterflies. His eyes shun as they looked into yours, your faces inching closer and closer.

Adam finished reading and silence filled the room, accompanied by the small pants of your breathing, you pulled your body away, sitting up straighter and looking more alert.

"Good reading Adam," you let out a small cough to cover the awkwardness that had just washed over you. Fuck, you were so close to kissing him, and you didn’t know why. You scowled at yourself for being so cliche, and put down your notebook. Adam bit his lip in a smile as your cheeks blushed red because he knew you’d felt that too.

"Okay, deal time?"

You know you asked for an hour, but a break right now didn’t seem so bad.

"Okay," you say, as he scoots his bottom across the floor to face you.

"One kiss," he says finally, your jaw swinging open in shock. A kiss? Was he serious? Did you hear that right?

"A kiss?" You repeat, chuckling. At first you thought it was a prank - classic Adam. However, his face was dead serious, as serious as you had ever seen him. You hadn’t read that Adam felt anything for you, the same way you hid having a big fat crush on him by being sort of mean.

"Come on, you know you want to." He teases suddenly changing his behaviour and body language as he realised he had been perhaps a bit too vulnerable for his liking. But you has already seen him. You knew his true intentions when he asked that and you knew they matched what you wantes, so why weren't you kissing him?

Your lips form a tight straight line as you contemplate your choices. Give up the tough guy act now and cave to your feelings, or don’t. It was like Adam was giving you the perfect opportunity to do what you always thought of doing.

"Okay, only one," you narrow your eyes at him as he gives you a curt nod.

“Of course, whatever the lady wants,” he sends a wink on your direction and you can't help blushing as you try to hide the redness with a laugh.

You lean forward, securing a small kiss on his cheek, almost too close to the corner of his mouth as it curled into a small smile. Your lips linger there for a moment, before you pull away, just slightly, your face still so close to Adam’s. You contemplate whether you should just go for it. But before you could decide what you wanted to do, Adam does it for you, connecting your lips in a soft, passionate kiss.

It takes you aback, but you compose yourself quickly, cupping his cheeks in your hands, as his secure to your hips. He pulls you closer, until you’re practically in his lap, straddling his hips with your thighs. His tongue prods at your lower lip, and without another thought, you open your mouth, letting his tongue explore where no one else has. The feeling was magical, and after all those nights you lay awake thinking of this moment, it finally came in full force.

You had to pull away with a gasp when Adam’s hand started to cup your bare ass under your shorts, your hands resting comfortably on his shoulders as you stared at each other.

"Fuck I’m sorry- I shouldn’t have-"

"No! It’s fine, I just, I... I kinda like you? Adam... And I mean, I don't care if you want to just fuck or whatever. But... I guess I just don't want that." you let out a nervous laugh, wanting so badly to crawl into a hole and die from your confession. "It's not you! Well, I guess it is you? I don't mind one-night stands, I just..." Adam interrupts you by letting a small laugh, the back of his hand coming up to caress your cheek.

"I get why you assumed that. I mean, I am THE Adam, THE original dick, why would I settle down?" You roll your eyes at his cockiness and his expression softens. "But I do like you. I like you just in the way that you said it, truly."

"Really?" You ask him, your voice only just louder than a whisper.

"Yeah! I mean- you’re so smart and pretty, and we’ve spent a lot of time together, I’ve enjoyed getting to know you, wouldn't mind getting to know you better. The whole of you" he moves his hand towards your waist.

“I’ve felt the same way,” you reply, pulling Adam in for a hug, resting your head in the crook of his neck. He holds you close, before you sit back down on the floor across from him.

“So… you think I’m pretty?” He asks, shooting you a cheeky wink. You roll your eyes again, letting out a small laugh.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x reader #adam x you #cursed cat alastor #adam hazbin hotel #adam hazbin hotel headcanons #hazbin adam

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baldval · 2 days

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I hate that this is a sideblog because I can’t follow anyone or like their posts . . . I don’t even use my “ main ” blog very much at all . I wish I could just be logged into two accounts at once, ooor that I made this one first .

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baldval · 2 days

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I made this instead of getting stuff done. Have a poly Eve headcanon!

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baldval · 5 days

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VELVETTE♥️

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baldval · 5 days

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im sorry if i dont add any spanish nicknames like "mi amor" or wtv when writing for val, the thing is my first language is spanish and i wont lie, spanglish like that makes me cringe a bit too much😓😓😓

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #valentino hazbin hotel

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baldval · 8 days

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heyy! You dont have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable it is a little darker…

can i request overlords finding out that reader selfharms? Like they knew she was unstable but they didnt think that much

thank you!!!

BEING COMFORTED BY HAZBIN!₊˚⊹♡

characters: alastor, vox, velvette, valentino, lucifer, adam

warnings: sad reader, slightly ooc adam (that man is so hard to write omg)

a/n: ik i said i'm comfortable w darker asks, i just don't really feel ok w writing about such heavy/negative topics (especially sh), but don't worry anon, should've added that mb. anyways, i give you hazbin characters comforting reader in return 🫶🫶

ALASTOR:

ᯓ he’s not exactly a ‘sit down and talk about feelings’ type of person

ᯓ but he can tell when something’s wrong

ᯓ and he wants nothing more but to make you feel like you’re on top of the world

ᯓ he sees your pouty face when you get home

ᯓ “hey, darling, come look,” he says

ᯓ he’d been at work when you’d left

ᯓ so he’s had some time to figure out what to do for you without making it seem like he’s prying

ᯓ he’ll ask you about what’s bothering you once you’ve relaxed

ᯓ he plops down on the couch, dragging you with him

ᯓ your favorite movie is paused on the tv, waiting to be played

ᯓ “i found an extended version. with bloopers and deleted scenes and everything,” he murmurs

ᯓ the entire movie, his hand is rubbing up and down your back

ᯓ his fingers sometimes creep up your neck, playing gently with your hair

ᯓ the entire thing is extremely soothing

ᯓ you know he knows something’s wrong

ᯓ and you also know he’s going to do everything in his power to fix it

ᯓ and you’re so grateful he just loves you

VOX:

ᯓ he doesn’t need you to say anything, ever

ᯓ he just knows what you need

ᯓ when he comes home and finds you in bed early, he knows you’ve had a difficult day

ᯓ he doesn’t know what happened, but he won’t ask until you’re feeling better

ᯓ he changes out of his work clothes and just gets into bed with you

ᯓ when you don’t say anything either, he pulls you into a cuddle, one hand pressing your head to his chest and the other cupping your hip

ᯓ “hi, vox.”

ᯓ he peppers your face in kisses

ᯓ “feeling off?” he asks

ᯓ you nod

ᯓ his fingers go to stroke your jaw

ᯓ “you can talk to me, you know. i want to make it better,” he tells you

ᯓ so you tell him everything

ᯓ whatever the issue was, the next day, he’s found some way to solve it

ᯓ just for you

ᯓ anything for you

VELVETTE:

ᯓ the minute you come home from work, exhaustion and misery rolling off of you in waves, she demands to know what’s wrong

ᯓ “is someone bothering you? is it your boss again? because i can get him fired.”

ᯓ you tell her everything

ᯓ she promises to help you with whatever it is that’s causing you trouble

ᯓ she’d tip the earth off it’s axis if you asked

ᯓ “come here, i want a kiss,” she tells you

ᯓ you very happily oblige

ᯓ she spends the entire night just spoiling (and worshiping) you

ᯓ the sheets of your bed are tangled between both your legs

ᯓ you’ve never felt more loved

ᯓ she murmurs about how your aniversary is coming up

ᯓ and tells you to get your nails done and dress pretty

ᯓ you don’t really know how you got here

ᯓ but you’re not upset

ᯓ you smile up at the ceiling, delightedly dazed

ᯓ you don’t even remember why you were upset

VALENTINO:

ᯓ he feels what you feel

ᯓ and at this point he can never leave you alone

ᯓ he NEEDS to be with you 24/7

ᯓ so naturally it’s like he’s dying when you come home looking upset

ᯓ “hey, no kiss hello?” he whines

ᯓ that manages to get you to laugh

ᯓ he smiles at your smiling

ᯓ you go over to kiss him and he catches your wrist before you walk off

ᯓ “no, c’mere,” he insists

ᯓ he tugs you into his lap and winds his arms around your waist

ᯓ he sets his chin on your shoulder

ᯓ “why’re you upset?”

ᯓ “oh, it’s nothing, val.”

ᯓ “bullshit.”

ᯓ you spill

ᯓ he rubs circles into your hip bone

ᯓ “i’d be upset, too,” he admits

ᯓ he kisses all up your neck

ᯓ “but we don’t have to think about that at all now. can we just spend some time together? i promise, though, if you’re still having problems i’ll gladly fuck up as many lives as you need.”

ᯓ you laugh, making him laugh

ᯓ you spend the rest of the night just sitting there talking to him

LUCIFER:

ᯓ the two of you are watching your current show, as you do every night, and he notices you’re zoning out

ᯓ he pauses it and looks down at you

ᯓ he dots a couple kisses over your brow

ᯓ “everything okay?”

ᯓ “rough day…”

ᯓ “why didn’t you tell me?”

ᯓ his expression is one of concern now, yet still absolutely laden with affection

ᯓ “i’m sorry, i’m not trying to keeping things from you or anything. i just don’t want to bother you.”

ᯓ “i want you to bother me. say everything that comes into your brain, i want to hear it.”

ᯓ he pulls you closer, palm smoothing over the back of your neck as he sets your head against his chest

ᯓ you tell him about your day, and how you were getting so frustrated

ᯓ frustrated everything was going wrong today, frustrated that the entire week was going wrong

ᯓ he listens intently, stroking your hair the entire time

ᯓ he gives soft “mhms” and “of courses” at your words

ᯓ he peppers warm kisses all over your face

ᯓ he does his best to give you a solution

ᯓ even if what he suggested doesn’t work, he’s sending you flowers to your house for the next week

ADAM:

ᯓ he’s a little confused, but he’s got the spirit

ᯓ he’s a little nervous to ask what’s wrong

ᯓ he’s afraid he won’t know what to do to make you feel better

ᯓ “hey, uh, everything okay?”

ᯓ you shrug

ᯓ “wanna talk about it?”

ᯓ you tell him everything

ᯓ he nods the entire time, his eyes never leaving your face

ᯓ he’s trying to memorize everything you’re saying

ᯓ he doesn’t really have any great solutions

ᯓ and he kind of hates himself for it

ᯓ he wants to help you, even if he doesn't make it obvious

ᯓ “hey, how about we go out tonight? take your mind off things.”

ᯓ you spend the night at dinner then wandering through a night market

ᯓ you both talk nonstop

ᯓ he gets you a bunch of trinkets

ᯓ just things that remind him of you

ᯓ and a bracelet, too

ᯓ he spends a bit of time fiddling with the clasp, eventually hooking it together and letting it sit on your wrist

ᯓ you don’t take the bracelet off

ᯓ ever

ᯓ at home, he’s worried you’re still upset

ᯓ but you’re not

ᯓ you fall asleep curled up against him, your worries now nonexistent

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baldval · 15 days

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tried picking what resonated with me the most so here's my me-cat😆😆

tagging: literally anyone who wants to join x

Picrew Tag Game!

I was tagged by @odeblr to cattify myself using this picrew! Thank you so much, Ezra :)

The blue spots represent the streaks of blue I currently have in my hair! The glasses on my cat self are almost identical to my real ones, so I couldn't not use them :)

I will tag @jongside, @faceglitchsworld, @solaysa, @snoos-tattoos, @seohosincerely, @toxicrevolver, @luvrli, @shadow-of-tea-and-tea, @littlebookworm69, @asoulsreverie and @chronosik only if you want! As always, if you see this and would like to do it too, feel more than welcome!

#picrew

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baldval · 16 days

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added an anon segment for my one and only anon love you/lh 🫶🍋🍋

WELCOME TO SHE SHOW!˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

val! she/her. bisexual. entp 7w8. loves films.

masterlist! current wips!

request rules:

ᡣ𐭩 i only feel comfortable writing for gender neutral or female reader inserts.

ᡣ𐭩 i write for literally anyone so just ask i dont judge i swear

ᡣ𐭩 love dark themes! just not incest or pedophilia tho...

ᡣ𐭩 i accept nsfw requests

ᡣ𐭩 i also kinda draw? it just takes me like 10 business days to finish one drawing

anon list:

!🍋anon

don't support vivziepop!!

dm me and i'll share my discord/fortnite!!

pls pls pls send asks i love to asnwer them!!!!!!!!

#masterlist #hazbin hotel

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baldval · 17 days

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dark!velvette smut just posted!!!

Hey I hope you're having a good week! I'd love to request something nsfw and dark for a Velvette x reader one shot if that's okay. I was thinking Vox and Val have disappeared, the reader knows who's responsible but won't say. This leads to Velvette kidnapping them to try and get the information from them (as sensually or painfully as she wants)

LOOSE CHANGE!₊˚⊹♡

characters: dark!velvette x sub!reader

wc: 1.1k of pure filth

warnings: 18+ MDNI, reader has a 😺, noncon/extremely dubcon, slapping, sex toys, spanking, degradation, humilliation, orgasm denial

You wake up abruptly, your face slightly burning from the slap that had awoken you.

You find yourself tied up to a pole, your wrists sore from how tight the ropes were.

The room you were in was seemingly empty, except for a closet and, of course, the person keeping you captive.

"Velvette. What the fuck am I doing here?" She slaps your face again, making your head turn.

"I'll be the one asking the questions you bitch." She kneels down to meet your face. "Besides, I'm pretty sure you know what you're doing here."

"I genuinely have no idea." Another harsh slap.

"Don't try to act dumb with me, tell me who is responsible for Vox's disappearance and I'll play nice alright?"

"Who is Vox again?" you said, sarcastically.

"I have my ways of making you talk, you know?" She says. Your whole face tensed up, preparing yourself for another slap.

Instead, you feel the cold air hitting your chest as you realise Velvette cut your clothes open, leaving you naked in front of her.

"What the fuck?" You ask, as you pull your knees up to your chest in an attempt to cover yourself up.

"No, no, we won't be doing that right now." She roughly flipped you around, your face facing the floor, propping yourself up on your elbows, while your ass was perfectly exposed for Velvette.

You tried to scurry away from her hold but she only chuckled.

"Oh come on, I can smell your wet cunt. Don't act like you don't want this."

Her hands went to your ass cheeks, kneading the skin and digging her nails in to make you wince.

“You know, if you’d just told me the truth, you could have been safe and sound back at home by now. But you're a lying piece of shit, aren't you? And what must we do with liars?", She spoke harshly. You dropped your head, trying to cover your face and hide how humiliated you were.

“Liars get punished.” She mumbled.

She raised her hand and cracked it down hard on your ass, cupping at the skin while your whole body was jolted forward and you let out a pained whine.

"Last chance to tell me where the fuck Vox is."

"Fuck you."

"Nah, I'll be the one doing the fucking."

She spanked your ass over and over, leaving a red raw handprint on your sensitive ass cheek. With each smack, your body was thrown forward. Your legs caved inwards, as if to shield your cunt but over time, Velvette noticed just how wet and swollen it was.

You cried out each time, throwing your head back.

"Are you ready to tell me the truth?" You keep quiet, partly because you didn't want to tell her anything, partly because you didn't really know if you would be able to talk. "I'll take that as a no. So you can take a spanking huh? Let's see how well you do by the end of the night."

She traced her finger along your dripping pussy, gathering some of your arousal and bringing it to her mouth to taste it.

"Tastes like you’re not very sorry for lying, I think you’re enjoying this too much. Did you plan this?" She smirked, taking a break from the punishment to admire her handiwork on your abused ass cheek.

Your chest dipped to rest on the cold floor, burying your face even more in the floor while your ass remained in the air. You were tired and Velvette could tell. Yet the way you still had yourself presented to her suggested you were able to take more.

“Why don’t we make this more interesting, huh?” She teased as you swallowed thickly in anticipation for what was to come next.

She walked over to what looked like a closet and took something out of it that seemed to be a vibrator. You look back towards her, not moving from your position in fear she would spank you again.

“I’m gonna put this inside you, since your pussy must be so greedy for it from the way it's fucking dripping. And I’m gonna keep spanking you. Got that, slut?” She explained, pressing the toy back into you and angling it so it could stimulate your two favourite spots perfectly.

You moaned at the intrusion and gripped the ropes that held your wrists. Velvette laughed. "God, you really are enjoying this."

It didn’t even come to your attention that she had selected a paddle for the latter half of your punishment. You only realised once the cool wood hit your mistreated ass cheek and you screamed.

“Like I said, whore. Liars get punished.” She smirked as you whined.

“Now show me how much of a fucking whore you are and fuck yourself on this toy.” She commanded. "Remember I have total control over you, unless you decide to tell the truth." You reluctantly started to grind yourself on it. "Of course it's too late for that now." Every time the vibe had bottomed out inside you and your ass cheeks met her arm, she spanked you with the paddle again.

You became a squirming and moaning mess as the mixture of pleasure and pain took over. You held tightly to the ropes as you began to fuck yourself faster at the cost of being hit more times with the paddle.

“Velvette.” You panted desperately. “I'm gonna cum.”

"So now you feel like talking huh?" She hit you harder with the paddle, prompting a shriek from you. "I don’t fucking think you will cum."

Skilfully, she kept a close eye on the situation and monitored as you were just about to cum. A hard smack with the paddle was accompanied with her pulling the toy out of you, denying you a much needed orgasm.

Yoy cried out in despair, your legs clenching together and your full body writhing as you mourned the loss of pleasure you had been so close to receiving.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking horny I bet you even forgot you were being kindnapped." One hand massaged your sore ass. "You truly are a slut."

"I'm just not a snitch"

She chuckled loudly. "Yeah sure. From the way you were screaming and moaning before, I think you are really enjoying this whole 'not being a snitch' thing." She said sarcastically. "However, I do need you to tell me who kidnapped Vox though" She held your hair in a made up ponytail and dragged your head towards her, making you arch your back even more.

"I won't tell you shit."

"Hmm... I actually think you will, because now I’m gonna show you what I really had planned for you, and it includes a lot of cumming, or not, if you don't tell me the truth."

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel velvette #velvette x reader #hazbin hotel smut #velvette smut #hazbin hotel x reader smut #velvette hazbin hotel x reader

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baldval · 17 days

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LOOSE CHANGE!₊˚⊹♡

characters: dark!velvette x sub!reader

wc: 1.1k of pure filth

warnings: 18+ MDNI, reader has a 😺, noncon/extremely dubcon, slapping, sex toys, spanking, degradation, humilliation, orgasm denial

You wake up abruptly, your face slightly burning from the slap that had awoken you.

You find yourself tied up to a pole, your wrists sore from how tight the ropes were.

The room you were in was seemingly empty, except for a closet and, of course, the person keeping you captive.

"Velvette. What the fuck am I doing here?" She slaps your face again, making your head turn.

"I'll be the one asking the questions you bitch." She kneels down to meet your face. "Besides, I'm pretty sure you know what you're doing here."

"I genuinely have no idea." Another harsh slap.

"Don't try to act dumb with me, tell me who is responsible for Vox's disappearance and I'll play nice alright?"

"Who is Vox again?" you said, sarcastically.

"I have my ways of making you talk, you know?" She says. Your whole face tensed up, preparing yourself for another slap.

Instead, you feel the cold air hitting your chest as you realise Velvette cut your clothes open, leaving you naked in front of her.

"What the fuck?" You ask, as you pull your knees up to your chest in an attempt to cover yourself up.

"No, no, we won't be doing that right now." She roughly flipped you around, your face facing the floor, propping yourself up on your elbows, while your ass was perfectly exposed for Velvette.

You tried to scurry away from her hold but she only chuckled.

"Oh come on, I can smell your wet cunt. Don't act like you don't want this."

Her hands went to your ass cheeks, kneading the skin and digging her nails in to make you wince.

“Liars get punished.” She mumbled.

She raised her hand and cracked it down hard on your ass, cupping at the skin while your whole body was jolted forward and you let out a pained whine.

"Last chance to tell me where the fuck Vox is."

"Fuck you."

"Nah, I'll be the one doing the fucking."

You cried out each time, throwing your head back.

She traced her finger along your dripping pussy, gathering some of your arousal and bringing it to her mouth to taste it.

“Why don’t we make this more interesting, huh?” She teased as you swallowed thickly in anticipation for what was to come next.

She walked over to what looked like a closet and took something out of it that seemed to be a vibrator. You look back towards her, not moving from your position in fear she would spank you again.

You moaned at the intrusion and gripped the ropes that held your wrists. Velvette laughed. "God, you really are enjoying this."

It didn’t even come to your attention that she had selected a paddle for the latter half of your punishment. You only realised once the cool wood hit your mistreated ass cheek and you screamed.

“Like I said, whore. Liars get punished.” She smirked as you whined.

“Velvette.” You panted desperately. “I'm gonna cum.”

"So now you feel like talking huh?" She hit you harder with the paddle, prompting a shriek from you. "I don’t fucking think you will cum."

Yoy cried out in despair, your legs clenching together and your full body writhing as you mourned the loss of pleasure you had been so close to receiving.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking horny I bet you even forgot you were being kindnapped." One hand massaged your sore ass. "You truly are a slut."

"I'm just not a snitch"

"I won't tell you shit."

"Hmm... I actually think you will, because now I’m gonna show you what I really had planned for you, and it includes a lot of cumming, or not, if you don't tell me the truth."

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thanks thanks thanks for the tag!!!! most of these are in my wip masterlist but some aren't 'cause they are less developed/just have the titles:

VERY dark!velvette x reader smut

hazbin characters comforting you headcanons

dang! husk x reader one shot

dating lucifer headcanons

too sweet lucifer x reader one shot (possible series???)

hazbin characters when they were alive headcanons

tagging: literally anyone i have so little mutuals please please please i need moots, if you do this ill follow you i swear

i got tagged by @oharababe! thank you for the tag sweets ❤

wip tag game!!

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

do we have the time? i have a lot of ideas written down, but few of them are actually getting written out, so hopefully this one doesn't end like last time where most of them fell out of inspo.

nighttime care — nanami kento x reader

behind close doors — nanami kento x reader

workout — nanami kento x f!reader

pregnant pause — nanami kento x f!reader

repeating kento's name — nanami kento x reader

pen & paper — nanami kento x reader

best butt — miguel o'hara x reader

other miguel — miguel o'hara x reader

dbf miguel — miguel o'hara x reader

tags! do not feel pressure to this one tho, and if you are not tagged and want to share, share those wips away!

@daisynik7 @zorosdimples @seireiteihellbutterfly @actuallysaiyan @lunaekalenda

#feel free to ask about any of these #most of these are based on songs #tag games

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Vox with his electrocution scars do things to me guys... LET'S HOPE THIS SUMMONS THE VOX LOVERS!! 💕

#consider me summoned #hazbin art #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel art

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baldval · 21 days

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art deco part 3 is posted!!

WORKS IN PROGRESS!˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

current requests: 7

send requests here!

velvette dark!velvette x gn!reader (one shot)

multi comforting you (headcanons)

husk dang! (one shot)

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #valentino x reader #valentino hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfiction

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ART DECO PART 3!₊˚⊹♡

characters: valentino x gn!reader

wc: 2.2k

warnings: cursing, allusions to smut, mentions of drug use, sligthly ooc val.

a/n: decided to give you guys a whole lot of fluff as an apology for last chapter, hope you like this!!!!

series masterlist!

"-and I mean, I know it's a fuckin' tough challenge to make her look good in blue, but I think we can do it. I don't know what's Vox obsession with that colour, like- our whoole campaign doesn NOT have to be all fucking blue. I don't even know why we need a campaign. We've got enough people on our side, and I got a call from Zeezi this morning - I'm gonna see if I can convince her. So, we definitely need you in that fuckin' meeting."

Silence.

"Are you even fucking listening to me? Hello?"

"... What?"

"I said, we need you at the meeting this afternoon. Vox made me promise I'd show up with you."

"Oh. Yeah, sure. Whatever."

Velvette looks you up and down carefully, brows quirked in curiosity.

"The fuck is going on with you? You've been super weird these last couple of weeks."

That confirms your suspicions that Vox hasn't told anyone about that day at Valentino's apartment. You were wondering if he had.

"I'm just... tired. I'm fine. Don't worry about me, okay?"

Velvette doesn't look convinced, but nods anyway.

"Come on," she says, jumping from his chair. "We better get to that meeting early, Vox wants to talk strategy."

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You're sitting silently, curled up in an expensive leather chair. Vox and Velvette are talking business, the complex jargon going straight over your head. You're in a world of your own, completely detached from your current reality, when you hear it.

Velvette says it off hand, not thinking anything of it. You watch as Vox flinches ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly. Your throat tightens, your heart kicks up in your chest. Then, she says it again.

His name.

Valentino.

"I know if you push him the right way, Valentino could do anything you want him to do, you just need to make it look like it's his idea."

Valentino.

Valentino, Valentino, Valentino.

The word plays on repeat in your mind, like a broken record. Vox's eyes flick to you, as if to gauge your reaction, but you refuse to give him the satisfaction. You haven't spoken since your argument, which makes most work things hard, considering he is your boss. You worried Velvette was starting to suspect something, seeing as how she always had to deliver messages from Vox to you.

"Yeah, yeah, I know we can use him, I just think, maybe, he's a bit... how can i say this? an impulsive bastard?" He glances at you before he says. "I know he's been doing some things I know he's regretting."

Velvette is oblivious to Vox's reluctance to speak on the subject, clearly.

"Well it's Valentino, when is he not impulsive? can you fuckin' talk to him or something? You know, I think you're like the only person he'll actually listen to."

Vox's eyes are darting between you and Velvette frantically.

"Yeah, sure. I'll talk to him."

You scoff under your breath, but he hears it.

"You got something to fuckin' say, Princess? Huh?"

Princess. You haven't heard that one in a while. It was a nickname given to you by the rest of your coworkers, seeing as you were pretty much Vox's favourite employee. At least you used to be. He wants to get under your skin, throwing the term in your face.

"Nothing you haven't said already," you say, biting your tongue, Vox knows you're lying.

He's about to make another sarcastic remark when Vox's assistant enters the room, cutting the moment short. You're not sure if you're grateful or spiteful.

One by one, your coworkers file in, taking their seats at the table. You're holding your breath, sitting at the edge of your chair, waiting for the inevitable. You can predict it now, the way you're going to feel when he walks in - chest tight, lungs knotted, fists clenched.

Valentino walks in, and the opposite happens.

You exhale your held breath, and relax slightly. The tension leaves your shoulders for a moment, your lip gets released from in between your teeth. It's like seeing him has cured you, even temporarily. As if he's your own brand of medicine, your personalised prescription.

His eyes catch yours, and you have a silent conversation. So much is said in such a short time.

Hi. Hi. Are you okay? No, are you? No. Not at all.

The room is oblivious to this emotional exchange - except for your boss. Vox watches Val's every move like a hawk. He's trying to figure out if the two of you are still together, still sneaking around behind his back. Val hadn't spoken to him since he stormed out of his apartment, meaning he has no idea about the events that occurred after his departure.

The meeting goes off as usual, full of tension and sniped remarks. You don't listen to a word anyone says, too focused on keeping your attention away from Valentino across the table. You're determined not to look at him. You know that if you do, he'll see right through you. He'll know how you really feel. And that is something you're not at all prepared for.

"Okay, well, if no one else has anything they'd like to cover, I think we're done here. Meeting adjourned."

Everyone rises from their places, shaking hands and having quick discussions before leaving through the tall glass doors. You stay put, in no rush to exit. Vox approaches Valentino, and you watch the exchange with a clenched jaw.

"Hey, uh... yeah, we need to talk. I think we should talk."

Val takes a long, hard look at Vox, before chuckling humourlessly.

"Hmm... Not sure if I've got something to day to you though."

Your boss stays stuck in his place, staring at the floor beneath him. As Val leaves, he can't resist running his fingers across your shoulders gently. You look back at him, but he's already gone.

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Home doesn't feel like home anymore.

Everywhere you look, you're reminded of Valentino.

You're in the kitchen, and all you can think about is the time the two of you slow danced in the middle of the night, slipping and sliding on the tiled floor. There's a half finished bottle of wine on the counter, abandoned in favour of gliding around the room in your socks. Val clicks on some low, jazzy music, and pulls you into his arms. You feel like you finally belong somewhere.

You're in the bathroom, and you can't stop thinking about when the two of you took a bubble bath together, lavender scented steam filling the air. Your back is pressed to Val's chest, sitting in between his legs as he massages the shampoo into your hair. He's humming softly, a song his Mother used to sing when he was a child. There's not an ounce of tension in either of your bodies. You feel like you finally belong somewhere.

You're in the living room, and you can't avoid the memories of curling up with Val on the couch. He always lets you pick the movie - sarcastically rolling his eyes at your choices, but never protesting. You sit there for hours, bodies tangled together like two pieces of the same puzzle. You feel like you finally belong somewhere.

You're in the bedroom, and you can't stop picturing the way that Val would take you apart and put you back together again. Before him, all of the sex you had was quick, transactional, impersonal. But it was different with Val. He genuinely cared about your pleasure - learning your body inch by inch, memorising it like a sculptor. You allowed yourself, for the first time ever, to let go. You put your soul in his hands with full faith. Lying there, limbs intertwined beneath the soft sheets, there was no doubt in your mind. You belonged somewhere.

And now that safe place is gone.

Home doesn't feel like home anymore, and it's all because of him. You could move at the drop of a hat, find a new apartment tomorrow if you wanted. But you can't. You can't leave all of these memories behind. As painful as they are, they're all you have.

You turn on the TV, and flick through the channels, you stop at a commercial that seemed to be promoting a free hotel that worked as a rehab for sinner. What a stupid idea. Yet you sat and watched the whole thing, unable to tear your eyes away from the screen. When it ends, you turn it off, and sit in silence.

You sit there for hours, in the quiet, just thinking. About everything. You found the whole thing stupid, of course, but there was something that stuck with you.

Sinners wanting to change.

It seemed as if the minute anyone got into hell they had 2 options: kill or be killed. Hell felt more like an extension of life rather than a punishment itself, maybe that was the punishment.

All of a sudden, you're sick of waiting. Sick of being told how to do everything. Sick of trying to conform to these ideals that people are placing on you. Fuck them. You are already in hell, you have to keep living for you.

You're pulling on your shoes and grabbing your keys before you can even process it. You call the number for a car, but no one answers. Fuck it, you'll run if you have to. If it means you get to hold the man you love in your arms again.

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Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

The knocking on the door is so loud, Valentino's half convinced he's about to be murdered. He swings open the heavy oak to be met with the sight of you, looking like you just ran a marathon.

You stand still for a moment, staring at each other, as if you can't believe what you're seeing. You're here, in each others vicinity again. It'd be so easy to reach out and touch him.

So, you do.

You barrel into him, jumping into his arms, throwing yours around his neck. He catches you easily, holding onto you as tight as he possibly can. You wrap your legs around his waist and press yourself even closer, as if to merge both of your bodies into one being.

You breathe him in, and it's the first time you've taken a full breath in weeks. He smells the same as he always did, floral and woody and expensive and yours. He still smells like he's yours.

You don't realise you're crying until you pull away from him slightly, and see the wet spot on his t shirt. He puts you down and closes the door, locking it behind you. He grabs your hand and leads you into the kitchen, parting from you to pour two glasses of wine.

You jump up onto the counter and part your legs, Val coming to stand between them instinctively. He places a hand on each of your thighs, warmth seeping through his palms. You're face to face, unsure where to start.

"Darling," he breathes. "What are you doing here?"

He sounds unsure, almost scared. If only you knew how frantically his heart is beating in his chest.

"I'm already dead," you reply quickly. "I'm literally in Hell. It can't really get that much worse. And if it does, I'd rather have that if it means I got to choose that path."

Valentino looks at you carefully, brow quirked in confusion.

"Honey, are you on drugs? Because they're really not good for you, you know."

"Says the man who did coke off my ass last month," you tease defiantly.

He fights back a smile, but it curls at the corner of his mouth. You grin at him, hands moving towards his neck.

"I'm not on drugs," you reassure. "I was just watching tv, and it kinda put everything into perspective. We should get to choose what we do in our deaths. We should get to try to change our path. Why am I so stuck to an eternity trying to appease stupid concepts of success?"

He smiles at you softly, nodding as you continue.

"I just - this is hell. We get to do whatever the fuck we want, we're fucking dead. I make a choice for myself, and all of a sudden everything I've worked for is gone? How is that fair?"

"It isn't," he agrees, squeezing your thighs in reassurance. "Vox's a hypocrite. Do you know how many stupid decisions I've watched him make over the years? He thinks he knows everything, but he doesn't."

You lean forward and press your forehead to Val's, exhaling the tension from your shoulders.

"I'm really sorry," you whisper. "For everything. I treated you horribly, and none of it was your fault."

"It wasn't your fault, either. You know that, right?"

"I don't know. It's so hard to get a view on things when they're happening. But when I took a step back, it gave me a clearer look. And it made me realise something."

"And what's that?" he murmurs.

"I realised that I cannot live a day without you, Valentino. I don't want to."

"Thank God," he breathes in a laugh. "I've been going fucking crazy here without you."

You beam a grin at him, so bright it's a wonder that the lights don't shatter.

"I love you, and I won't apologise for it," you confess. "Whatever the consequences are, I'll accept them. Nothing can touch me when I'm loved by you. You're like my own personal armour."

Val leans forward and captures your lips with his, arms wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. You get completely lost in each other, revelling in the feeling of being back together. You feel like you can finally breathe again. The other half of your heart has returned.

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