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Do you have any favorite hazbin snzcanons?
I sure do 😈 An/gel Du/st occupies 99% of my brain these days so they’re all about him. Credits to @ghostlychill for being my co-conspirator on these:
• He’s allergic to peppermint (based on the fact that peppermint repels spiders).
• His nose is extremely touch-sensitive and a simple nose boop can turn it into a sneeze button.
• He doesn’t like to be alone when sick, and he’ll move almost all his bedding to the parlor to camp out on the couch for the duration of his illness.
• He’s a walking variety pack, with sneezes ranging from efficient and punchy (his ordinary sneeze) to torturously drawn-out and itchy (his allergic sneeze) to harsh and 3-syllabled (his punctuating cold/flu sneeze).
• He tends to cover with the back of his wrist. But he’s been guilty of not covering.
• Also guilty of littering his vicinity with balled up tissues instead of getting up to throw them away when he’s sick.
#that gif tho#my brain has been on a never ending loop of angel snzarios since February#haz/bin ho/tel
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Technical Difficulties (Al/astor)
OK HERE IT IS Seriously the audio took me longer than I expected but rrrghhh I think it came out SWELL YUSS? I really had to push because I don't do a lot of fan voicing and I'm nervous but >.< I promised!! Enjoy!!
Alastor lounges over his vibrant crescent desk, his planned skit stacked on the red wood. The Radio Demon leans languidly toward his scepter--the microphone now powering the studio, with his help of course.
He flicks a few switches and curls the knobs with pointed claws until the soothing whine licks his ears, making them shiver.
Yes. The good stuff. The correct method.
“Hm~” Alastor hums as he finishes gearing up the system.
The display lights up and--go!
“Welcome, welcome listeners! To another radio show! Today I’ve been sent a request--which I shall graciously grant. I hope you enjoy this gift. Aren’t I generous?”
The click of a switch marks the start of the queued song and Alastor begins to bob his head along. Mmm~ Not exactly what he would have picked, but it’s nice and jaunty. He shuts off his mic so no one can hear him as he flips through the stack of papers, planning out his next few songs. He grins when he sees the lineup.
Alastor rises, hands clasped behind his back, as he observes the new gear in his studio. He had to wait so long to see all of his new toys. Well, new to him. Technically these mechanisms aren’t new. He prefers it that way.
He skates past his neatly arranged desk, shoes clicking like ice cubes on the hard floor, until he pauses next to a bookshelf. A few tomes have been moved, one leaning against another, and a not so thin layer of dust (dust!) has formed over it.
A snarl lifts under his nostril and he can feel the bubble of anger fizzing in his chest. He reaches to swipe across the top of the book and comes away with a disgusting clump. He growls with indignant offense.
Who in all the visible hells is responsible for--
Snf!
Oh fucks no. Fucking hells no.
Alastor’s dark eyes jerk toward the still rolling song. His snarl stutters, causing the sound to fizz. Fuck fuck fuck.
He pinches his nose with his clean hand, cinching the air in his throat, “HX-٨ـﮩZz!”
The song flutters and Alastor has more than one reason to punish whoever cleaned--or didn’t clean--the station before he came.
Forgetting all else, he picks up speed, heading toward the gear and holding his hands above it, as if his magic could prevent it from further disturbance.
There. It’s fine. He just n-eeds t-to…
“H˚〰gk!”
The song crackles, jumping forward by at least half a minute, “H’ZN٨ـﮩKw!” his teeth chit together and the static buzzes with new life.
A violent hiss seethes from the Radio Demon as he threatens his nose with a violent smush to stamp out the tickle. Enough of that.
The song finally ends and he glides back to his seat, voice trilling once more.
“Apologies, folks! Technical difficulties. But! I shall make it up to you, dear caller. I have quite a refined ear--makes for a good host, no? Let’s find some--h٨ـﮩhhh--something with a bit more punch, hm?” he ignores the pops from the speaker and flicks on the song.
He knows he should be gracing his listeners with more of his voice, but first he has to deal with this goddamn dust.
After one more sweep of the station, the Radio Demon finds five more patches of grime. Five! Filthier than a hellhound’s gullet, this is!
Even movement as simple as turning around has him bumping into a shelf of old cobwebbed shelves, spitting granules of dust into the air. The air Alastor is breathing for fuckwave’s sake!
He cups his nose and mouth with a claw as his eyes water. Muffled hitches warm his cheeks and spackle his fingers with moisture.
“Hih٨ـﮩh-XZ٨ـﮩST!”
Godfuckingdammit!
The song on the station warps and a bud of rage burns Alastor’s core. His breaths are beating against his chest, hungry to get free.
“Hh-hmn KZZ٨ـﮩZZH! H٨ـﮩH-FUCK! TZ٨ـﮩZH-IY!”
Alastor stumbles back behind the desk, flicking switches and knobs. Only the clicks and plinks of the switches signify he’s done anything. His left hand covers his face in an attempt to muffle the crackling hitches, but they whine through the janky song regardless.
“H-ih! IH!” The waves bump and leap, Alastor’s fingers wobbling as he fights with himself while trying to regain control of the show. There’s a faint sound, the hint of leftover bandwidth. Then, “HY-X٨ـﮩZZH٨ـﮩH-Y٨ـﮩH!”
A siren pop! The station whirrs, then lets out a final gasp before it loses the last dregs of power.
Alastor freezes in the dark, now silent tower. He gives the switches another flaccid flick.
Nothing’s working. Everything seems to have shorted out. His fist curls, shivering with barely concealed violence.
Alastor rips his hand from his face and whirls to wrench the rotary phone from its cradle near the wall. Thank fucks for landlines.
He dials, eyes black and heavy as he speaks into the phone’s shell.
“I want a new cleaner. Fire the other one.”
A pause. Then, “She sounds perfect. Send her over.” This one better be good.
He scoffs at the next question, “I really do not care what you do with the old cleaner.” He hesitates for a moment, his eyes crawling over the studio, his radio show cut before it even really began. His lips curl, shadows dancing and splitting behind his back. “Actually,” his voice crackles and blares down the line, “I do.”
#aiiihhhh I will be working on getting the radio voice better in the future#but liek#man that laugh was fun af to do#guhhh all of my words and braining went into doing this so i'll just leave this here on your doorstep like a cat#other fics coming later i just wanted to pump this out today#snzfic#snz wav#snz audio#zen audio#snz#snzblr#haz/bin#haz/bin ho/tel#hazbin snz#al/astor#al/astor snz#allergies#zen fanfic#snz kink
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anyways. y'all remember that one "demons who are allergic to being blessed" post someone made like. idk a while back i don't remember- yeah anyways.
L/ucifer still having that instinct to bless someone when they sneeze cause yknow, used to be an angel, but now it just makes the situation worse + sets himself off-
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One of my fave GO fanartists is making HH charms and I'm going to need an Ala/stor one...
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An/gel Du/st Art
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
First ever Hazbin Snz Art!!
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Random Alastor Snz Head Cannons That Won't Leave Me Alone
Alastor hates sneezing. Hates it to the point that he will fight it off for as long as possible, (while keeping up appearances, of course) trying his damndest to hold it in and seem like there is nothing stirring underneath the surface. Alastor would definitely try to fight a sneeze with all of his sheer willpower before his body eventually gives him no choice
While in the company of others, he will hold back as long as possible, but usually find an excuse to leave just in time to sneeze far away from prying eyes
If done successfully, this will appear as if he is simply disinterested in a conversation or lost in thought when the deer will abruptly interject that he has some other business to attend to before being swiftly spirited away by his shadows. All conveniently fast enough to avoid any questions or delays. However, there have been times that the man has misjudged how long he could keep the mask up.
I think underneath the slightly heavier radio static overlay, Alastor would have an airy sneeze that will usually lead to a fitty string of unsatisfying sneezes. I kinda thought he would have a dad sneeze for a while, but I just think it would be kinda funny that this obnoxiously expressive and noisy character has the tiniest wisp of a sneeze; and the possibility that this juxtaposition is a minor insecurity of his in and of itself.
If someone were to witness this rare occurrence, they would realize what causes the seemingly random radio wave disturbances across a few miles radius. They would also notice his antlers grew and warped a bit from the loss of control
The few times his body betrayed him in front of the other denizens of hell during his early years of the afterlife, it ended with first some light chuckles at his expense and then with a few new voices on his radio show
So when the Radio Demon himself unexpectedly gives the closest approximation to a kitten sneeze possible in front of all the hotel's residents, he damn near implodes. However, he didn't have much time to dwell on that as there were a couple more fast approaching
Hope you guys like them! Feel free to use them in your fanfics or art because Lord knows I cannot write to save my life XD
#haz/bin#snzblr#snz#snz blog#al/as/tor#al/astor#snz headcanons#snz kink#snz fic ideas#ha//zb//in ho//tel#ha/zb/in ho/tel
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Hi! Could I request some Alastor from Hazbin Hotel snz art please?
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).
#ohnosart#snz art#snz#snz kink#snzblr#snz things#snezblr#snzario#snez kink#snz scenario#snezario#whump#haz//bin//ho//tel//#h/azbin h/otel#h/azbin h/otel alastor
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I’ve been inspired by all the H/H fanfics recently, and I’m torn between three plots. Let me know which one is the best!!!
1. Luci was canonically shut in by himself for a LONGGGG time, so imagine if after the finale/once they’ve finished fixing the hotel he gets a terrible fucking cold, due to not being around that many sinners for years. He tries to hide it not to worry Charlie, but perhaps Vaggie confronts him and practically throws him on Alastor to take care of... or Alastor sees the oppurtunity to "prove" to charlie how disgustingly caretaking he can be and confronts Lucifer.
2. I can't decide about which one I want for Huskerdust so I'll do two (both are slightly angsty/based in misunderstandings):
- Angel gets sick, and despite knowing that the other hotel members especially husker would take care of him, old habits from Val die hard, and he gets too feverish for his brain to recognize that he’s safe. It’s only when Angel is summoned by V/al that Husker and Charlie realize he’s sick, so husker properly takes care of him while Charlie “calls in a favor” to Asmodeus (because fuck abusers fr)
- this would be more of a collection of scenes/more unconnectedish? I think it would be really funny/honestly I’m just a sucker for allergies that go unnoticed. Husker would sometime start to sneeze when around angel, but none of them really figure it out until Angel is getting ready and like- puts on too much perfume? I didn’t have much of an idea for this prompt unlike the first one, but I still think it would be epic lol.
Please give me feedback, I’m incredibly indecisive!!!!!
#haz//bin ho//tel#luci//fer#snzblr#snz kink#possible snz fic#send h/h requests if you have any!!!#it has been consuming my mind LMAOO
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I’ve watched Haz//bin Ho//tel + Hell//uva Bo//ss over the last few weeks and there’s a few characters that I think would be fun to fatten up:
Luc//ifer: Someone love this man unconditionally and give him all the best that hell has to offer!! He deserves it!!
Ad//am: listen the first time we meet this bitch he’s going down on some ribs (haha get it cuz E//ve was made from his rib) and he just looks like he has a gut yknow. And he’d be so bossy about it too
V//ox: I think it would be so poetic if his perfect appearance was very slowly ruined but he doesn’t care and simply hypnotizes people to see the ideal version of him
Sto//las: HE NEEDS LOVE OKAY. I WANNA SEE HIM OVERDO IT WHILE WATCHING A SOAP OPERA
Bli//tzø: dude has so much trauma and he needs to be loved and cared for okay
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Uhhhhh *Drops this here and runs*
“Don’t you ever have anything better to do?”
Lu//cifer hissed, glaring at the ra//dio demon’s unbending (smug ass) smile.
[A/N: NOT Radio//Apple. like it when they hate each other.]
🚫DON’T REBLOG THIS TO NON SNZ BLOGS!🚫
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Why tf does h//ella//va boss keep trending? Do so many of you guys have such awful taste?
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oh my god wait though a sneezing while hiding scenario with L/ucifer would be so fucking good??
for one, i hc that he is absolutely horrible at holding back. so unless he gets help on that front he'd have to resort to stifling, which he's so-so at, and-
well. his powers acting up (fireworks, fire in general, wings-) would be highly inconvenient, especially if he's in an enclosed space, doubly so if he's hiding with someone else.
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Ya'll!! I FOUND AN OLD CRINGY SNZ/FIC!!
Ok, so I was looking through my documents and I found this ANCIENT Hazbin snzfic. Ya know what's even worse? I MADE VALENTINO LOOK LIKE A DECENT PERSON!! WTF!! I am ASHAMED to even call this my work-!! I probably won't finish this, but I might try to rewrite it better since I actually know how to fucking write now. ISTG this is from like at least 2 and a half years ago.
I dont think I had a name for this either, but oh well.
(TW MENTIONS OF R@P3)
It was a normal night at the Hazbin Hotel. Angel Dust was trying to convince Charlie to let him go out at night. After lots of begging, she finally agreed to let him go, despite him already having used up all his chances to leave the hotel for the week. She decided to make an exception, but ‘only this one time’. Either way, Angel was more than thankful. Valentino messaged him saying he needed to discuss ‘a very important matter with him’, but that he hadn’t done anything wrong. Had it not been for that last part and Angel probably wouldn’t have asked Charlie at all.
Angel finally made his way to the Porn Studio, where he met Vox and Velvet. “Aye, you know what Val wanted? Said it was important.”
“I ‘unno”, Vox replied. “Just be warned, I think he’s trying out a new type of smoke. It smells weird.”
“I thought it smelt nice,” said Velvet. “I don't really know how to describe it though.”
“Well, whatever it was, it was suffocating me. I had a hard time breathing through all the static”, he said, crossing his arms. Angel chuckled. “Thanks I guess. He in a good mood?” Vox smiled. “I’d say so.” Velvet put her hands on her hips. “He’s ALWAYS in a good mood around you.”
“That sure as hell ain’t true. Half the time I don’t know if he’s gonna cuddle me or if he’s gonna break my screen.”
As the two keep going back and forth, Angel slips away into Valentino's office. “Heya Daddy,” Angel greeted him. “I came as soon as I read your message.” Valentino smiled at him. “Angel Cakes, please, have a seat, baby.” Obidently, Angel went and sat down in the empty chair near Valentino. “I have a special request.” Great, Angel thought to himself. Guess I’m spending the night here. Valentino had a cigarette in his hand, and blew out some smoke. Vox hadn’t been joking. This definitely was a new type of smoke. “snf Uh, Val. What the hell are you smoking? It’s, snff, r-really strong.” Valentino gave a toothy grin, almost similar to Alastor’s. “Oh, you mean this? It’s just a little somethin’ special.” Suddenly, as with the smoke Val normally used, Angel suddenly felt himself being wrapped up in Valinteno’s control. But this was different. This scent was stronger, and sweeter. The feeling was different from the normal smoke. There wasn’t really a way to describe it. It just was. “Mmm,snf, I- hih-Ih’chew! Hi’chis! T’chii! I love you Val.” He got up and lay down across Valentino’s lap. “That’s a good boy, Angie Baby. Don’t worry, tonight will be easy. Nothing hard.” So this was what he meant by ‘special request’. He didn’t plan on raping him as he usually did, he was just testing out the new smoke. “Now, how bout we go somewhere a little more comfortable?”
“Alright, daddy.”
The two of them went onto the bed, Angel laying on top of Valentino. Even though Angel was already fully under control, Val continued blowing the smoke into the air. “See, isn’t daddy good to you?”
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And that's it. What the fuck have I just read. What the fuck have you just read?? The idea itself is great, but the way it was executed was AWFUL. lemme know if you want me to try and rewrite this....
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Part 9: Of Embarrassment and Clarity
Previous, Next
Aggressive nose blowing to assert dominance? Why not?
#ha/zb/in ho/tel#haz//bin//ho//tel//#ha//zb//in ho//tel#ha//zb//in//ho//tel//#haz/bin#snzblr#snz blog#snz fic#snz art#snz#d/o/g days#my work
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okay I'm. adding haz//bin ho//tel and the other show to my dni. for personal reasons. just do a crumb of reading about the creator and you'll hopefully understand why.
current moots please provide me with a tag to block if you have that. starting now I'll just block whoever associates with that and interacts with me.
#kuroh talks.#in case this isn't clear. current moots are fine and I'd appreciate a tag to block. future followers in these fandoms will be blocked.
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Welcome to my sideblog for sneezefics! My main is @sneezingfetishftw and I reblog wavs to @sneezingfetishftw-wavs. A guide to my tags can be found here
Links to my writing
All my writing is tagged with #my snezfic , but here it is with synopses for your convenience. Multi-chapter fics link to the first chapter (which links to all other chapters). Most recent fics up top.
Works in progress
Striker captures Blitz by making him sneeze (thus incapacitating him). As usual, Blitz tries to make it a sex thing. Will include Stolas eventually.
Completed
Insufferable (11,400 words, Haz/bin Ho/tel): Vox gets a virus right before the Angelic Security interview and the Vees take care of him. Multi-chapter fic that starts with Vox being an asshole and gradually transitions to him being more and more pathetic lmao.
Guessed it on the nose (1,950 words, Haz/bin Ho/tel): Husk has the kink, Angel tries to get him to admit it. Loose sequel to the untitled fic
Not a performance (1,400 words, Haz/bin Ho/tel): Husk is sick and allergic and is self-conscious about it (and about sex with a porn star in general)
Untitled (650 words, Haz/bin Ho/tel): Angel Dust is introduced to the kink
Composure (3,550 words, Dis/co El/ysi/um: Kim trying to hide his kink as he takes care of a sick Harry
Untitled (2,900 words, Dra/gon A/ge Or/ig/ins): Alastair has hayfever and there's some witty banter among the companions
Ideas queue
If any of these look especially good to you, speak up! You might be able to influence the queue order or motivate me to get started
5 + 1 : 5 times Alastor turned Vox on accidentally and one time he did so on purpose. Featuring one-sided radiostatic aka radiosilence and kink!Vox turned on by his own sneezes. Open to ideas for this one, I only have ideas for 2 out of 5 so far
Vox spies on Alastor and, upon observing a sneezing fit, realizes Vox is turned on by watching Alastor sneeze lol
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