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goodlucksnez · 14 days
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A/ngel d/ust x husk & an/gel has comes back off set with terrible hay fever after working with flowers, and hu/sk is being nice
no one gets to talk bad about my angel dust voice okay, accent are hard and i am still working on it- I made this quick after work while people were cutting the lawn so sorry if the audio isn't the best
anyway enjoy you filthy sinners
cw: sneezing, (duh) some sniffles, cursing, 2 noseblows some sniffles, and playful nicknames, mentions of s/ex worker
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What the hell happened to you? You look like shit.
I will. Thanks, whiskas. Trust me, you don't want to know.
Ohh I most certainly do. What overlord did you fuck this time?
Hey, I will suck all of them. Besides, it ain't your fucking business. That's me and my work. Pour me a drink hard.
I'm not pouring you anything, especially when you're dripping snot all over my counter like that.
You.Suck at it.
Come on. 6 arms. Tell me.
Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you. Val's got this new idea for all the Spring Breakers who fucked a bit too much down here? Well, the Last of Us. A lot. This is a great marketing scheme to make this whole set of tapes about fucking spring. Normally, I ain't complaining. I mean. Look. The hole, the hole I beat, but this time it's a little different.
Judging from your appearance, I can say so. What did he do this time?
Yeah, yeah. He bought every fucking flower to just assault the fucking crew with everything.and towed
Wait, wait. You're telling me that some fucking flowers did this to you? You fucking weak ass bitch Wait. What spiders like live in flora and fauna.
Well, it ain't exactly my sceane. Yeah, I mean, sure have been. Don't get down dirty, but that's what fucking planet.thinks it will strum up bussness. The only thing that's strumming up is my allergies
Breathe.I got you, baby cakes. Just sneeze. You wont feel better till you do.
Impressive. You've got anymore in there?
No. If you tell anyone about.
You ain't gonna do nothing, kid. You're gonna go March upstairs and rest. I'll have smiles. Bring you some antihistamines. You gotta get this **** off of you.
Oh, and what he's suggesting? eh whiskers. You want to see me all nude?
What I want to see is your snot filled face.I'll join you upstairs in a minute. Why don't you go do yourself a favor and start taking a shower?
Oh kitty got claws meow
If you make another fucking cat pun, I will shove this bottle so far.
Oh, don't threaten me with a good time. God I am gonna murder hin (val)
OK, arachnophobia. You get out of here. Go clean up, OK? Ill have a little talk little moth friend.
No, no, no, no. Ain't no way you're going near Val.
Says anything about me? I was an overlord once I got deals. I still know how to play my cards right.
Now you're gonna ask. Shit I'm way too congested just even think about it. OK, im out of here. Bring the fuckin bottle.
poor kids gonna kill himself one of these days. Up to me to clean up the fucking mess.
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glitterrosesnzz · 2 months
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do y'all think that since L/ucifer mostly rebuilt the hotel using his magic, that him being sick would actually affect the hotel itself???
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Hi! Could I request some Alastor from Hazbin Hotel snz art please?
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Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve done a full piece like this! Thank you for spinning my long dormant wheelhouse!
While Alastor doesn’t get “hoarse”, per se, he does have a lot of static in his voice, and at times he can sound far away or garbled when he’s sick. He also doesn’t have mucus, of course, but leaks black oil.
Rosie is the ONLY one who can take care of him when he’s sick, since she’s the only one who knows how to treat him (she’s had a lot of practice through the years treating his many wounds from fights over territory).
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snz-eriya · 29 days
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How do you think H.usk would coax out a stuck sneeze? (In himself)
omg I received an ask from the poni??? I feel like a celebrity 😲
ok but I have many ideas.... like my first thought is that h/usk is a cat, right? so his sense of smell is probably wayyyy stronger than most people's. and a/ngel probably has perfume because he's a material girl
so h/usk has some kind of tickle. he's working the bar and he absolutely hates sneezing around other people because it's never just one. so he tries to hold back for a while (as usual, though it barely ever works), and to his surprise, it actually works out this time. except that's a problem in itself, because now it's just itchy and it won't go away. so he sneaks up to a/ngel's room (maybe they're sharing at this point, or maybe they're still separate) and goes searching for his perfume. just one spray is enough, and he gets sent into a whole dramatic fit, like he assumed he would. but at least he's alone so no one can make fun of him for his tiny kitten sneezes
or maybe he needs something more immediate. well, he's got feathers! they probably shed a lot at times, and while he's not usually sensitive to them, they can be just what he needs when he's stuck. it usually takes a bit with his feathers, he has to poke and prod around for a bit. his fit with the feather is much shorter than with the perfume since he's not actually allergic, but it's still way more than one would reasonably expect
or when he's sick, he gets way more sensitive than usual. so when he's got a stuck sneeze, sometimes all he needs to do is just rub his nose for a few seconds and it sets him off. definitely the easiest method, but only really works in that specific instance
and you know it has to be really bad if h/usk is trying to make himself sneeze. so if anyone actually caught him in the act there would probably be some concern (or maybe amusement in a/lastor's case) since it has to really be stuck for h/usk to induce himself willingly
or or or maybe he gets so desperate, nothing else is working, that he actually goes to n/iffty and asks if she can use her duster on him, as a last resort. n/iffty would probably go along with it without question, but h/usk would beg her not to tell anyone (she told everyone)
ok that's all my brain has rn thank you for the ask and letting me talk about my little kitty 🙇‍♀️
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caramelfuzz · 2 months
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Not snz but did y’all notice that the pink dots under Angel’s eyes are more eyes so he has 8 total like a real spider????
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opposedsnzs · 3 months
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Ive been sucked in.... h/azbin hotel won...
currently experiencing intense alastor brainrot as we speak.
On the snz topic, wondering... how he would. I've seen like.. different spellings and ideas but me personally i have no actual hcs or ideas.....
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here. take this.
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he buildin up!!!! but to what??? a snz?? it's possible :3c
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fitzselfships · 3 months
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Who would've thought that being exposed to one of your triggers (that you only recently found out is a trigger) on a daily basis would be bad for your mental health. Save me f/os </3
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pocharimochi · 2 months
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Unconventional time to draw
(This was posted close to 2 am oops)
Simplified my style as I tried to emulate some of the fun shapes seen in H/azbin H/otel
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vllergy · 2 months
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F L I C K E R || H//azbin H//otel
lil s//taticm//oth because i'm going insane kink!v/al because reasons
Val's lower arms come to rest on Vox's thighs. The tech mogul repositions himself along Val's hips which earns him something between a grunt and a growl. The moth's upper arms reach up, one hand curling around a lean shoulder and the other pulling at the lapel of his blazer to yank him back into a kiss. As Vox leans in, his screen flickers just slightly. It's slight. Barely noticeable if you weren't paying attention. But Val is always paying attention. His tongue glides up the flat, smooth surface, feeling the strange static hum on his tastebuds. "Mm, trouble, amorcito?" he asks as his tongue snakes back into his mouth.
Vox peeks a red eye open, "Huh?"
Val's smile sharpens. "Nothing."
He pulls Vox closer by the hips, digging his fingers in hard enough to bruise. He feels like starting a fight. It'll make this so much sweeter. Vox is always so much sexier when he's on edge.
Shoving back, he yanks his head away from Vox's mouth and narrows his carmine eyes.
"You're distracted," he accuses.
Vox blinks. He looks surprised, then his expression flattens into annoyance.
"The fuck? No I'm not."
"You are. You think I don't know?"
There's that flicker again. It's a little more pronounced this time. A whisper of static around the edges of his screen, as if someone just gave the side of his box a good whack. Vox is oblivious to it, or at least he's pretending to be. Arousal pools in Val's gut.
"I have plenty of other people I could be fucking, Vox."
"Why do you always fucking do this?" Vox complained, "I was just getting into it."
"Then why are you doing that?"
Another wobble of his screen. It passes in an instant.
"Doing what?!"
Val scrapes a gold plated claw down the edge of his casing. Again, the screen twitches and this time, it comes with a soft, uneven inhale on Vox's part.
"Hhih..."
"You're all...glitchy," Val grins.
Vox wrenches out of the path of his hand and recovers, "Fuck off, no I'm not. Are we doing this or can I get back to work?"
Val leaned back into the chair, smug. "That depends." "On what?" Vox snapped.
"If you're going to just get it over with and sneeze already."
Vox's hypnotic eye went wide and crazed for a moment, the other tightening in clear aggravation.
"I'm not--" "Oh, but you are," Val murmured, dropping his voice low, "I know you, baby."
As if enticed by the mere suggestion, Vox's screen flickered again. This time, he acknowledged it with a slight twist of his expression. He blinked hard and shook his head. Val could hear his fans whirring in earnest.
One of his hands went up the sinuous curve of Vox's waist. He felt his ribs expanding in his palm. "Hiih..hhh..." Vox's screen began to fade with his breath, winking out as he slowly lost control.
"Mmm, I thought so," Val grinned.
Vox's screen went completely black before he whipped to the side with a face full of grey, crackling static and--
"H’AEHHZZSCH'ah!"
"Hey," Val murmured as he watched Vox's expression slowly filter back onto his screen, his pixelated eyes squinting in itchy limbo. Val grabbed the side of his face, turning the Overlord towards him with a forceful tug. "Don't turn away from me."
Vox gasped, planting a hand in Val's chest to try and put some distance between them as his head snapped down with a poorly contained second sneeze.
"hH’NGXtssh!"
"And what have I told you about holding back?"
"For fuuuhcks saake, Val," Vox managed to roll his eyes as his screen glowed erratically.
Val pulled him closer, listening to his fans working overtime, the whine of his internal processors trying to dispel the irritant. There was one heavy inhale, and then another. Vox's chest pressed against his desperately.
"Ghh...hg..."
As much as he wanted to be close, he enjoyed the show far too much to miss the front row seat. Val leaned back once more and watched hungrily as Vox's expression snapped and popped with stray tendrils of wayward electricity.
Finally, he gave in, sneezing freely into Val's lap.
"eH'HTZ҉Z҉S҉H҉IEW!" The power in the building whined as it overloaded and filled every room with blinding light. Somewhere overhead, a lightbulb popped. Third time this fucking month.
Vox groaned in the aftermath. His expression returned to his screen, slightly dazed, undoubtedly annoyed.
"So sneezy," Val praised him his arms pulling the other Overload close once more as he sniffled scratchy, static sounds into his ear.
"Fuck you," Vox muttered in a congested voice. But he melted into Val's touch, rubbing the flat surface of his screen along his shoulder for some relief.
"Are you done?"
"Think so." "Shame."
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goodlucksnez · 23 days
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Because I am suffering with pollen allergies I had to make V/ox suffer!
Plot: once a year in hell all the "trees" in hell blossom, while V/ox doesn't have a normal body by demon standards he still has a filtration system, and this once a year effect causes some discomfort, normally he just stays inside and curses the outside world...but on this day is brats of the other V/ee's requested him so he has to travel to the V/ee's skyscraper. While heading to the top a "glitch" causes the other to get stuck in the elevator, and well a certain R/adio Demon gets a free performance.
cw: sneezing, (duh) some sniffles, cursing, static sounds and some sniffles, and playful nicknames
I did not edit any of my sneeze sounds and i am very happy to find out I can change my sneezes to sound cutoff and staticy (will i use this power for good...nope lol) I hope you all enjoy! @onetrickponi
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glitterrosesnzz · 1 month
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hear me out. controversial opinion. what if A/lastor is kinda into snz
and by that i mean like. look listen. he's clearly like. some kind of sadist. he's literally only at the hotel cause he wants to see them suffer and fail he literally SAYS that. i don't think he gets like any kind of sexual pleasure from it but it's like- it releases dopamine or something idk it's like a drug to him.
and i think. that for those same reasons he'd also be kinda into snz. he likes to see like. the distress someone who's trying to hold back would go through. he thinks it's amusing.
am i insane for thinking this cause i feel like i'm losing my mind-
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stormyweaver · 2 months
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Birthday Blues || H/azbin H/otel, V/ox
Did you really think I'd be able to stay away for long? HAH. Anyway this is lowkey a kind of 'it makes me feel better' drabble thingie. So anyway yes, hopefully ya' like it! Also yes Pap/ermint is the name of Vox's assistant and I feel like this is a horrible error to be occurring but lol
Vox sniffled - a pathetically plugged, bunged up sound that crackled with static - before promptly blowing his vents clear. Well, as clear as they could get all things considered. He was so sufficiently blocked up, congested to the point that he could barely speak without sounding like someone had surrounded his audio processing units with cotton. It was almost painful, but for the moment it mainly bordered on uncomfortable and infuriatingly inconvenient. “Haaaappy Birthdaaaay to youuuu~!!!”
His left eye twitched as he heard the sounds of a kazoos and party poppers going off. Gaze flitting back to the screen he’d been watching previously, it narrowed as the scene lay out before him: multiple of his associates gathered in the lunchroom, surrounding a table where behind the crowding bodies, an elder demon sat at the very edge. There was a cake in front of her - nothing extravagant, likely home-made judging from the mis-matched candles and frankly shoddy frosting flowers. Everyone was all smiles, including the sinner's gummy, wrinkled lips. Vox’s own upper lip curled slightly. An office birthday party. How… ghastly.
He’d gotten the request months in advance from Papermint, who seemed to be quaking more than usual when presenting it to Vox. Technically he would have been within his rights to deny the extension on their lunches, but… he’d been busy at the time, and it didn’t raise any real concerns so he’d signed just to get the other back to working on IMPORTANT matters. 
Now, he was sorely regretting not filing it into the trash bin. … Okay, not really. It was a birthday party - who didn’t like birthdays? It was one of the few moments where those in Hell could actually forget about the fact that they were actually damned for all eternity. A chance to celebrate something. Vox had even attended a few gatherings himself, in the past. Back when…
Nope. Not opening that can of fucking worms. Not any time soon.
A round of clapping brought Vox’s waning attention back up towards the screen, and his left eye began to dilate as he spotted a familiar face on the monitor. Velvette!? Seriously? Why would SHE even want to be seen with such lowly… wait, that was her employee, wasn’t it? One of her tailors. A bloody fantastic one, to use her own phrasing. He thought she didn’t like old people, though. Fossils, or something along those lines. But - he supposed there was no bias to be had when it came to doing a good job.
It made sense, and softened the feeling of betrayal just a smidge. Still didn’t stop his temple from throbbing in irritation, though.
Sniffling again, Vox plucked a tissue from the side of his desk and tended to a leaking vent. It wasn’t like he’d even wanted to attend their little bitch-ass party anyway. He had better things to do. Not like he’d been told to attend in the request. Tch. Stupid underlings… stupid fucking granny tailor… stupid… STUPID... … He needed a smoke. The cigarette was dangling from his lips, thumb barely brushing against the tip when Vox’s breath caught. “Hhh… f-huuugck– hHHRRZZSCHHH’HUE!!” The sneeze was harsh, jerking Vox forward as his razor sharp teeth snapped the cigarette in half. Spatting out the remaining piece, he clutched the side of his head as his shoulders shakily rose and fell. “Ahh- hahh..! hHZNGT’SHUE! Hh’IZZSCHh! hhheh’Ī̧̠͂̚Ȋ̡̧͇̙̟̦̗̣͚̫̜͙̲͔̞̩̜̻̙͉̻̻̉̎̔͗̌̓̒ͦͤ̔̀͂͘͘̕͘͠Ž̖́͋̕͠Z̶̢̢̯̟̬͉̞̩̬͈̰̭̀̂͊ͯ̓ͣ̐͑͊ͭ̊͂͑͛̏͘S̠̺Hhiew!!”
Fuck’s sake. Fuck’s SAKE. 
Growling in frustration, Vox tossed the rest of the packet into his drawer, then thrust his upper half onto the desk in a huff.  Fuck birthday parties. And fuck being sick.
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snz-eriya · 29 days
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me after reading through 700 incredible h/uskerd/ust fics already but still being unsatisfied because I'm an insatiable whore
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anti-ao3 · 2 months
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i can't believe that disliking h/azbin h/otel is a controversial opinion, this is s/outh p/ark all over again
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caramelfuzz · 2 months
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I see y’all with the h/azbin h/otel fic and I’m LIVING!!! I’m a huge H/usk simp and y’all have convinced me with the V/ox fics.
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