#murder deer

[porkcitadel]

Spoilers ahoy!

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My favorite Murder Deer is unleashed! I'm not sure how I'm supposed to carry on with my day while holding on to this level of sheer joy.

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Breaking three contracts in the span of one minute using technical language and in-depth knowledge of Vox's shitty personality and even shittier behavior patterns?

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Absolutely flattening that stupid, hubristic fucker to the point that he had to call in his guard shark-dog to save him?

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Using that old sly demonic charm to remind Rosie exactly who he is and why they're frenemies to get the final piece of his power back?

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Guys, the gleeful clapping and feet-kicking i was doing during this episode is wildly unbecoming of a person of my age.

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As an Alastor arsonist, I am deeply satisfied. Burn it all down, Bambi!

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This is the hardest I've smiled in months. Bless this show and this stupid fucking trickster deer demon, I feel like myself again.

[kalpeavaris]

Murder Deers

can someone tell me why I decided to draw the MD characters in a fucking deer!AU? no? idk it started with me doodling Cyn as musk deer and then just escalated. now they're all deer

[kalpeavaris]

Murder Deers #5

the young doe's body had laid there for quite a while although it never composed past the seventh day god resurrected her for anew purpose

i saw her walk away from her grave

The Absolute Solver took over a young doe's body (Cyn) which had passed away on the edge of the forest. A musk deer, canines elongated, it intruiged the organism as it watched. how could an animal that feasted off of gras and bush have these teeth?

had it truely been meant for flesh and bone, blood and tendon?

the only thing missing from it's perfect creation were the adornments crowning it's head. for that it would search.

[ask-dcs-hazbin-ocs]

Faun just really likes complimenting people. She really wants to be nice.

Lua : @snowy-secret129

Aqua : @xiolia23

[ask-dcs-hazbin-ocs]

Some antics my OCs got up to while getting ready for Hellsmasquerade!

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Ahiri eyed the rich golden dress Mumford was wearing with a slight note of disdain. maybe if it had more of an orange tone it would suit him better...

"Really Mumford? A dress?"

The blue lights in his eyes pinned her in place for a moment as he gave her an unimpressed look. He didn't even bother to fully face her.

"You're just mad I look better than you."

Ahiri's tail bristled and split into the usual nine, all bristled like bottle brush. Small balls of fire sparked into existence with her outrage as she retorted.

"YOU DO NOT!"

"YES HE DOES, YOU BASIC FIREFOX BITCH!"

It wasn't Mumford who replied, but Snowdrop, their unofficial head of security, dressed in a flattering blood red suit with a deep ash grey dress shirt. Her wings were flared out, about half of her full wingspan, and the feathers on her head were puffed out with outrage.

Mumford had turned to face her upset, but was now looking behind him with an even redder flush to his cheeks.

This why Ahiri didn't like her co-workers. Ganging up on her like this.

It wasn't fair!

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Ahiri hummed deep in in her throat as she zeroed in on Faun, the Favorite of Madame Starfall at the moment. She was also the cuter of the two Sugarstars that resided in Club Starfall at the moment.

Her tongue ran over her fangs and an impulse of hunger hit her. But as much as she would love to devour the adorable satyr, she was untouchable. Not only would Madame Starfall drown her in an otherworldly undertow, Snowdrop would throw her to the ground from a mile high.

Repressing a shudder at the mere thought of the height, she sauntered over to Faun.

She might not be able to eat her, but she can sure as hell scare her.

Faun tensed as she noticed Ahiri's shadow and she turned to look up at the fox demon. She smiled weakly and Ahiri grinned at her.

She was so cute and tiny! Not counting her gold horns, Faun was barely level with her chest!

Ahiri leaned down and put on a sugar sweet voice, almost as sweet as Faun was to friends and clients. Faun's nervousness grew now that her face was so close to hers.

"Oh Faun! You looks so cute!"

Beads of sweat were forming on Faun's forehead, and her brows were furrowed with concern for herself.

"I could just. Eat. You. UP."

Faun's nervousness peaked and she darted away from the kitsune.

"SNOWDROP! MADAME STARFALL!"

Ahiri was going to get smacked around for scaring her so bad, but it was worth it!

[ask-dcs-hazbin-ocs]

Snowdrop Drabbles

Part one in a kinda series sorta thing based around my character's regard's towards Snowdrop. First one up is Faun's thoughts.

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Guardian

Snowdrop was massive. They always forgot that.

She often stayed to the side, a constant lingering presence that was somehow easy to overlook. Her voice was quiet like snow in the dead of winter. The rustle of her feathers was quiet. Her footsteps were quiet, even in those big boots she wore off the clock.

She was quiet like the dead of winter.

It was the unnerving quiet. You think you'd be able to hear fear things approaching, but everything is muffled. You can't hear above your own footsteps, and something is nipping at your heels.

Then those at Club Starfall got reminded of just how giant Snowdrop was.

Faun had grown used to people being taller than her, she barely stood over 5 feet after all. But it wasn't just Snowdrop's massive height, a ridiculous 8 feet, that reminded them. All the Starfall bouncers were massive in that regard.

It was the width of her shoulders, the size of her blood red hands claws. (They effortlessly covered Faun's midriff when she was holding her back) And then there were her wings. When they were folded, they were still equal to Madame Starfall's height.

And then they opened, and they are reminded.

Her wings opened for three reasons and three reasons only. To fly, to threaten and fight, and to protect. When her wings opened, it's like a lock on her voice fell away. It boomed and roared like the wind of a blizzard, and many Starfall workers listened to Snowdrop howl as she directed Madame Starfall's ire away from them and to herself.

When she snarled and thrashed the undesirable patrons, it thundered and echoed throughout the lounge area, her wings sweeping across the floor and stopping her opponents from approaching her in the fight.

When she would go fly though Hell's blood red skies, and stretched her wings out before taking off it was breathtaking sight, just to see her push up from the ground and dance in the air, her laughter booming, high and joyous.

But their most prominent reminders are when she snaps open her wings to hide them from Madame Starfall, a shield of feather, membrane and muscle. Her voice rumbled but it was quiet, like an avalanche. Her wings always hid their eyes from the blazing blood red glare of their Madame.

Snowdrop is more than willing to go toe-to-toe with Madame Starfall as the rest of the Starfall staff make their escape, and that in of itself is terrifying.

Even still, Faun's thrice accursed prey instinct has never pinged Snowdrop as a danger to Faun. Instead, she was where Faun ran to when she did feel threatened, finding sanctuary and comfort in massive wings, long, sweeping feathers, and flesh rendering claws that brushed over her shoulders and head with concern.

And then she stood back as Snowdrop sundered and broke her pursers, always aware of Faun and keeping her safe, not even a speck of blood finding it's way onto her hooves.

She even looked massive when she was weak and injured. She had seen her brutalized and cut up by Madame Starfall, some sort of Bad Blood between them. She treated the cuts and helped ease the bruises that would decorate her cold, blue-tinged skin. And her stomach turned over the feathers that were brutally ripped from Snowdrop's wings.

Snowdrop was always landlocked from the healing process, and she was tired from the ordeal, hunched over herself and almost curling into a ball when she sat somewhere or laid down.

But even then she was massive. But being massive certainly didn't help her against the Madame.

'It doesn't need to.' Snowdrop would say to her when she asked. 'I just need to stop her from focusing on anyone else.'

Snowdrop was too good for Hell.

But she was here and she would stay.

She refused to leave them all with the Madame.

She was their Guardian after all.

[ask-dcs-hazbin-ocs]

Madame Starfall gets an invitation and decides to use it as a reward for her workers.

Attending: Madame Starfall, Snowdrop, Faun, Ahiri, and Mumford.

Event belongs to @differentmusicsketchmug

[ask-dcs-hazbin-ocs]

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ooh I think I'll use these for Faun

1. What's their position in bed?

If Faun is not preforming a Bunny Love service, she is a Dom Top. Despite her very cute appearance, she is a very vicious individual and tries to command a room despite her very petite stature. And with her partner, she often shows them whose the boss.

11. Are they loud or quiet?

She's rather quiet in general. She makes it seem bashful during services she offers, but when she's doing it because she wants to, her quietness is mostly concentration. While doing it for pleasure rather than business, her noises amount to growls, and dirty talk. Business has her making squeaks and other quiet 'cute' sounds for the client.

29. Wild-card! Give us a fun fact!

Her most usual partner is Amon and she has several sex toys stashed away. She pegs him often!