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What if *Valentino* finds *Vox*? Staggering drunkenly through the hallways in the back of the club, looking for a private corner and maybe some nice abs that he can take a like from.

Takes one random door and finds himself in an eerie dark room with a myriad of screens surrounding a little lonely figure in the center. Every now and then the screens flicker briefly to life and show that the lonely figure is connected to them by too many cables to count.

Valentino, feeling immediately a little less drunk, moves closer to see what is going on. The thing looks like a puppet, dressed in a few rags and instead of a head it‘s got one more of those TVs on its shoulders.

It‘s not reacting to his presence or him nudging the thing‘s shoulder, so he decides to do what he does best: fuck with it. He chooses a random cable and just unplugs it.

Immediately two things happen: the music outside explodes in volume and the figure sitting there *jerks*.

#staticmoth

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Lucifer deflowering Adam. But by letting Adam fuck him 😭😭😭 Adam fucking him so fast and rough like a beast; full on tongue lolling and shooting his load in seconds but not even slowing down because he can go again.

And Lucifer‘s eyes rolling into his skull; it‘s the first time he‘s getting fucked too after all. He‘s getting ruined for every dick to come :((( the dickmaster is born 😭

#adamsapple

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Nowdays, does Voxxy take care of his big moth during his oviposition?

In the Cellar Bug Au? Absolutely! (Well in normal canon too >:3c)

I think he gets kind of shy but super into it about it because over the course of them getting produced inside Val, he can see them through his stomach with how thin he is.

And since Val is secluded in his apartment it makes him feel even more like he‘s *bred* him. Like he‘s constantly knocking him up.

When Val is ready to lay them he gets so sweaty about it. Rubbing Val‘s sides and biting his shoulders and hot dogging his puffy little cunt until he can feel the first egg pressing against his shaft.

There‘s something hypnotic about listening to Valentino‘s soft grunts as he strains to get them out; and how he melts against Vox when he tells him how good he‘s doing…

#cellar bug au #oviposition

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[Full comic can be found here!]

I got more than a little inspired by @cyberrat 's amazing writing and simply had to draw this scene from one of her fics!

I highly recomment reading it (Part 1 and Part 2), there's a lot more to it that I wish I could have captured in this comic.

(If you're interested in having a comic similar to this drawn for you, my commissions are open!)

#hazbin hotel #huskerdust #husk/angel #tumblr fucking around again #please check the comic out on twit #it‘s so so good #and please comm themmmm

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peeeeeeps. check them out. check them the heck out. look at how delicious the bois look. how gorgeous. how perfect. I am dyyyying.

(arc got a commission sheet you peeps!!! >:3c you can find it on their main blog @skunkoon )

I got more than a little inspired by @cyberrat 's amazing writing and simply had to draw this scene from one of her fics!

I highly recomment reading it (Part 1 and Part 2), there's a lot more to it that I wish I could have captured in this comic. See below for the whole thing (Warning! 18+ only, it's very NSFT)

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#hazbin hotel #huskerdust #husk/angel #YOU PEEPS #YOU NEED TO LOOK AT THIS I AM GOING ABSOLUTELY FERAL #I had the *pleasure* to look at it over the past like two months or so and fuuuuck #it was so good and became better and better T.T #I AM BLESSED #MY CROPS ARE GROWING AND MY SKIN IS CLEARING #LOVE LOVE LOVE

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Cellar Bug AU

Some of Valentino‘s best movies are of him laying his eggs and losing his mind pushing out one slimy eggie after the next while the camera is pretty much crawling up his pussy.

Also so many shots of his flushed, sweaty face as he struggles through the oviposition process 😩🙏

#cellar bug au #oviposition

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So circling back to Vox with a breeding kink. Velvette is just making fun of them for being kinky old men because that’s just part of her morning routine lol and she’s teasing Vox about his more adventurous attachments after she heard from Val about the one that pumps him full until he has a bump so Vox can get off on knocking him up. “So when are you going to make an oviposition one?” VOX DOESNT KNOW WHAT IT IS AND SHE HAS TO EXPLAIN IT “I mean I thought since Val’s a moth and they do eggs you would.. Vox what s wrong with your face? VOX IT WAS A JOKE” But no there he goes to his workshop running like his ass is on fire and a look on his face like a kid at Christmas

Fuuuck I need Val oviposition so badly thooo… Vox fucking him like a man possessed with his new oviposition adapter, pumping Val‘s slim belly full of egg after egg until it is bulging and he is drooling deliriously into the carpet.

Does Val piss himself? Yes. Does he do it because the eggs are pressing viciously against his bladder or because Vox is dominating him so *thoroughly* for once that he can‘t help it?

Both, probably. Like Vox is going full on feral on him; one clawed hand digging into Val‘s neck fur, the other grabbing him by both antennae so he can pull him back onto his dick over and over again, fat breeder balls slapping against Valentino.

The best thing is that Val is even reaching back with two hands and clawing at his own thighs, spreading himself open for it all. His POOR LITTLE PUSSY OMGGGG

It‘s stretched so badly on that massive horse-like dick :( it‘s not used to the abuse 😩 but Val keeps coming on Vox‘ cock over and over again, full on sobbing at the end and struggling to breathe.

And of course Vox gets gross and obsessed over when Val has to squeeze those eggs back out of his poor puffy cunt. Sitting behind him and rubbing his big belly and talking about how good he looks when he‘s bred up with his brats.

Like he can‘t get enough over what a perfect stud he was. Could actually fuck himself. Val is too overstimulated to wrap his hands around Vox‘ neck.

#staticmoth #hazbin hotel #oviposition #not a fic like I promised but RL keeps getting in the way :(

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The slots have been taken! Thank you!

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I can be your Prince or I can be your Dragon

Possessive Full Demon Form Vox, intersex Val, toxic relationships because Vox and Val being Vox and Val, they’re so codependent it's disgusting can you have make up sex and hate sex at the same time? Yeah kind of.

Valentino stays gone too long after a fight, Vox doesn’t handle it well

It’s a dance at this point, well practiced and predictable. They fight, they break apart, they fuck, and the broken pieces fit back together. It didn’t matter how many times they stormed out they always always came back.

But even the most practiced dances stumble sometimes, right?

Valentino had walked out of the Vees tower two weeks ago. The longest he's ever stayed away in all their years of euphoric highs and sickening lows. Any attempt Vox made to contact him was ignored. Texts left on read, calls dumped to Vmail, assistants baring messages and gifts shot and left wherever they crumpled. That was the first week and by the tenth day, the texts and calls stopped.

After that, it got more drastic. TVs in the hotels he stayed or in window displays where Valentino walked on the streets burst. Voxtek appliances shorted and sparked or just combusted once he touched them. Lights shattered in his clubs, showering him with sparks and colored glass.

The moth’s last frayed nerve snapped when the next casualty was his phone. He'd only glanced at a text from Velvette that he needed to haul ass back home before every contact and app changed to Vox's speed dial.

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The thing rapidly heated and glitched in his hand until the screen cracked. He'd just barely managed to throw it down before it shattered apart with a sharp pop!

Under threat of being sent back to the goddamn stone age Valentino finally relents, he tells Dia to call his car for him and thankfully she's able to do it with minimal static and sparking around the phone. The car was suspiciously close, too close for it to not have been waiting on standby for him. It's not his usual driver who opens the door for him, it's Vox's and he's not asked where it is he wants to go. He swears he sees Vox's eye staring at him in the driver's V-Watch through the partition the whole way back to the tower.

The walk to the media overlord's surveillance room is.. honestly a shitshow. Vox's area of the tower was always pristine, sleek, and perfect. Now it looks like a war zone, with pieces of employees and debris scattered along the floor. Lights hang from their fixtures in ugly wirey tangles, ceiling tiles broken on the floor, elevator doors stand jarred between floors, doors not able to close properly and ding obnoxiously. One shudders to life and opens for him, the light overhead indicating the destination was Vox's lair.

It's not a smooth ride but it doesn't drop him to a temporary death either. Small mercies. It does leave him though, the second he steps into Vox's private space the thing slams shut behind him and groans back up the chute, stranding him.

Wires and cables writhe like snakes along the floor, the ceiling, and walls; all feeding back to the bank of monitors. Vox's highbacked chair was in a gnarled heap, torn from where it had been fastened to the floor, more wires coming up from the hole it had left. The TV demon himself hung in front of the screens, the cables connected to his body holding him aloft like a puppet. Or maybe he was just standing. It was hard to tell with Vox's disjointed limbs, too-long cables and wires lengthening his joints like some grotesque doll. And he said Val was theatric.

Valentino's own reflection looks out from the screens. Recordings and still shots of him over the last two weeks cover every monitor. In his clubs, hotels, the street, looking up at him from his phone before the damn thing detonated. Right in front, the one Vox was fixated on, was the live feed of him standing there in the here and now.

"And you get mad at me for wrecking shit?" Val says to his partner's back- might as well get this shit started "I take a siesta and you trash the whole tower while I'm out."

"G⦻N3" The glitched snarl seemingly comes from everywhere as the screens go red, Vox's black-ringed hypnotic stare broadcast across each one, glaring down at him "Not 'out'. You were gone."

A sneer pulls Valentino's upper lip off his teeth "Oh excuse me, I didn't know I had a fucking curfew."

"Two weeks" In a surging wave of sparking cables Vox is in his face, bodily slamming him against the wall.

"Ow- Goddammit, Vox-"

"You left me." Vox's claws fist into the ruff around his partner's neck as wires wrap painfully around him, sparks of electricity singing the fur. "For two weeks. You. Left. Me."

"Oh poor fucking baby," Valentino growls through a mocking grin, sucking in the electrical smoke and hissing it back out red and thick, cocooning around them as his body threatens to change, to grow monstrous in the face of Vox's own more demonic form even if it makes the wires cut into his skin.

They snarl and growl in static glitches and insectoid chirps, pushing and pulling at each other with too-sharp claws. Val's teeth grow in his mouth, snapping loud in front of Vox's screen when the hypnotic stare tries too obviously to catch his eye.

"You want to bite me? Here-" Vox's throat is suddenly right in his face, synthetic skin pressing against sharp dripping fangs. The hold feels suspiciously like a hug, cradling the back of Valentino's head as he tucks him into the crook of his neck, offering to let him bite and rip. "-bite. I don't give a fuck if we're fighting. Scream. Cuss me out. Hit me. Level this goddamn tower to a parking lot, Valentino I. Don't. Care. But you will fucking come home when I call you."

And fuck if that horrible- pathetic- declaration doesn't have Valentino's hips rolling up against Vox's leg where it pins him between his legs and takes the invitation to break skin under his teeth. "You miss me that bad, Papi?"

Vox's groan is miserable and angry, the cables writhing and tightening around Valentino's limbs, but he grinds his own aggression-hardened cock down to meet his partner's rolling. "You're not supposed to stay gone."

Electricity crawls across his skin as he lets go of Valentino's neck fluff to forcefully lace their hands together. The moth retaliates against the shocks by moving to the TV demon's shoulder and sinking his teeth in there too. Their hips slot together, rocking their cocks against each other, Valentino's pink-tinged slick dampening the panties under his short dress and the front of Vox's slacks. Finally back in step with their dance.

"We have a goddamn deal, Val." The surging electricity burns them both, smoke wafting off Valentino's fur and from Vox's overloaded processors. Burns down their arms, raising lighting-shaped marks to their joined hands where rings manifest around their fingers, the delicate chain joining them unseen between their clasped palms. "We don't leave each other. You don't leave me."

Valentino laughs bratty and condescending, breathing more red into the air around them, "Maybe if you reminded me more often why I shouldn't then I wouldn't have to take a two-week vacation fucking and getting fucked like I deserve. You've not really been acting like my prince have you? I thought I was supposed to be your Princesa?"

The eyes watching him from all over the room spark and glare and threaten to drip digital tears. His poor, hopeless little Voxxy. His ingrained 1950s ego was too fragile to even insinuate he wasn't doing enough, wasn't The Man, wasn't the steadfast and proper provider. That he was failing as a lover. Vox's screen flashes lines of rainbow before going blue, white text typing out frantically

Mine. Mine minemiN3youucaN'+1eavemme3y0u're MmineCaNT13avemem1n3on1ymine

Vox tears through his fishnets and raises bloody lines on his thigh as he pulls Valentino's leg up to hook over his hip. The cables tighten and yank sharply, taking them down to the floor. He's not easy either when he goes up under the tight little skirt, blindly slitting the soaked panties straight down the middle, not minding whether or not he nicks his partner. The grinding, insectoid hiss tells him he must have and the thick cherry scent of Valentino's pheromones flooding the air tells him he liked it.

Finally, some attention. The moth rolls his hips against the sharp points making them slide and rub over his cunt, teasing himself as an obscene gush of candy pink slick coating the media overlord’s fingers and dripping down his wrist. "Come on, Papi. I'm yours? Show me."

Vox's digital face loads back in sharp and snarling, bringing the fingers to his mouth, licking his fingers clean before grabbing Valentino by the jaw and spitting it back into his panting mouth "You taste like a whore, Princess."

He snaps his belt at the buckle, not bothering to try and undo it before tearing his zipper down. He doesn't tease or let his tip kiss up sweet and slow like he has for decades when they come back together and he's winning his princess back. The push is sharp and faster than either of them are ready for, fucking like they fought, full of snapping teeth and cutting claws. The media overlord is ruthless, thrusting hard enough that they slide across the floor. Valentino tears a bloody wrist out of the wires to press above them to keep his head from knocking against the wall, stilettos slipping loudly as he digs his heels into the polished floor trying to give just as good as he got.

"I'm going to kill every worthless nobody you let touch you." His voice crackles over the wet sound of driving himself into the moth's cunt, "Your pussy is mine. I don't give a fuck who you let suck you off or how many whores you stick your dick in. But this-" Two fingers slip in beside his cock, "is mine. Nobody else fucks you. I'm going to start hanging them flayed in the streets, do you understand me?"

Long tongue swiping at the drool and blood painting his lips Valentino arches up with a chuckling moan, gushing and dripping around Vox's cock. "Mmhm, medieval. My Prince knows how to make my heart flutter."

"Maybe I'm done being a prince." Vox leans all his weight into the hand laced with Valentino's with a static rumble, hilting hard until he can see the outline of himself through Valentino's belly with each deep stroke, "Maybe I need to be a dragon and keep my princess in his tower where he belongs. Keep you tied up in silks and jewelry until I get home and I can show you you're mine over and over and over. How many times do you think I would have to write 'mine' with my tongue inside you before you came?"

"Oh fuck- Vox"

"If that doesn't work I'm sure I can make a lock strong enough. Whatever it takes. What about this Val? Would this keep you?” There’s a whirr and a vibration pulses from his cock.

Valentino wails, hand leaving the wall and flying to the vibrating bump buried in his guts, feeling like it was jarring down to his bones and he gushes. “Vox Vo- Papi, please fuck”

“Say you’re mine, Val.” Vox growls, hips snapping faster, the hand tucked in beside his cock slipping out to hold him by the neck. “Tell me you know you’re mine.”

“Yours, Vox. Ah-always yours- only yours”

He pulls Valentino into a kiss by the throat, and they rut like that, rocking and shouting around each other’s tongue until the vibrations pushed them over the cathartic edge of orgasm.

The cables don’t loosen. Vox’s body doesn’t return to form.

“Val.” Static laced lips rub softly across the moth’s “If you ever leave me like that again I’m dragging you back to this tower and I’m chaining you to it.”

Valentino only laughs, long tongue dragging across the screen. “Wear the dragon attachment and it’s a date.”

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#staticmoth #ooohhh fuuuck puppyyyyy #that‘s so good and deranged and horny #i cry horny tears of joy #holy fuuuuck

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Due to some RL circumstances one of the May batch prompters with 2 slots had to drop out last minute.

Who would like to take them? Please DM me! I will make a post here when they have been grabbed so as long as you don‘t see that, they are still up for the taking 🙏

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Got a delicious ask in my box and hope to write something for it tomorrow 😩👌

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Got a relatively free week ahead of me… might write a few mini fic fills if you give me chef‘s kiss Hazbin prompts >:3c

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Adam being initially very resistant whenever Lucifer tries to initiate sex but once they get started his 'Be fruitful and multiply' programming activates. He and Eve were created to start an entire species, once Lucifer works him up enough, Adam loses himself to the need to breed and be bred.

EXCUSE ME WHILE I DO A FUCKING SPIT TAKE AT THIS ABSOLUTELY CORRECT AND PERFECT HC

Adam being a contrary bitch and really trying to put up resistance but once he gets his big fat nuts tickled by Lucifer, he just becomes this delightfully dumb whore.

He just wants to *fuck*. And maybe *be* fucked? Like he needs to be held down by Lucifer and have those first few inches crammed into his hole until he starts coming around but mmmhh.

MMMMHHHH, I say.

Even better tho if his body is working independent from his mind and he keeps making faces and mutters about how *gross* and *gay* something is while he gets his peach spread on dick and fucked into a creamy, frothy mess.

#adamsapple #breeding kink #once again tumblr tried to FUCK ME

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Adam being initially very resistant whenever Lucifer tries to initiate sex but once they get started his 'Be fruitful and multiply' programming activates. He and Eve were created to start an entire species, once Lucifer works him up enough, Adam loses himself to the need to breed and be bred.

EXCUSE ME WHILE I DO A FUCKING SPIT TAKE AT THIS ABSOLUTELY CORRECT AND PERFECT HC

Adam being a contrary bitch and really trying to put up resistance but once he gets his big fat nuts tickled by Lucifer, he just becomes this delightfully dumb whore.

He just wants to *fuck*. And maybe *be* fucked? Like he needs to be held down by Lucifer and have those first few inches crammed into his hole until he starts coming around but mmmhh.

MMMMHHHH, I say.

Even better tho if his body is working independent from his mind and he keeps making faces and mutters about how *gross* and *gay* something is while he gets his peach spread on dick and fucked into a creamy, frothy mess.

#adamsapple

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Omfg yessss

Like Val doesn’t get embarrassed about this shit but he gets so confused and kind of scared (and turned on as a result of that) because he genuinely doesn‘t remember any of that…

And the person on the screen doesn‘t even feel like him anymore. Like this far away dumb look on his face, just normally ordering a sandwich and a coffee while Vox is hot dogging him there in the booth; fucking his cheeks right in front of the waitress who is stuttering and stumbling - and Val just looks mildly confused like he can‘t figure out what her damn problem is.

And Vox is *fucking him so deep* while he shows him all of that. How disturbing and fucked up it is. He barely gives Val any time to process what he sees before he‘s already starting to hammer in that association that *fear* and *worry* and *uncanny valley* are equal with mind numbing lust.

Vox hypnotizing Val to be oblivious about what shit he makes him wear/do in public… Val jerking Vox off in the main room they share with Velvette and Val looking genuinely confused when she starts cussing them out about being nasty old men.

#oblivious kink #staticmoth

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Vox hypnotizing Val to be oblivious about what shit he makes him wear/do in public… Val jerking Vox off in the main room they share with Velvette and Val looking genuinely confused when she starts cussing them out about being nasty old men.

#oblivious kink #staticmoth

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newbie fic authors, shooting themselves in the foot: This fic is bad haha I suck at writing lol I am being mean to myself in the hopes that you will be nice to me but actually am dissuading anyone from even clicking on my fic because all I have done to advertise it is tell you why you shouldn't read it

me: I am King Big Dick of Fanfic Mountain and I have arrived in your fandom with the Express Intention of writing my Very Favorite Fics, which I will generously allow you to read. You're welcome.

#king big dick of fanfic mountain #i am fucking wheezing