#(Alastor and Vox - Voxtekoverlord)

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DUDE. ITS A REAL PLACE!?!??!??!1

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Entering this piece for a #DTIYS contest. Did this mostly for experimentation and fun. Interested, go follow vibez_express on Instagram (not sure if also on Tumblr).

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Do you have any allergies? Just curious and won't use it against you

-signed Not Alastor

“I’m a TV how would allergies even work? I recommend using something called common sense because you’re currently lacking it.”

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@voxtekoverlord (for the event!)

Hmm. It's not like Vox to be quiet for so long. And that last blackout had lasted a little too long.

Something's up...and Alastor doesn't like how it makes him feel.

Despite how he isn't terribly fond of the idea, the Radio Demon makes the trip to the tower where Vox works. A few demons closeby look rightfully baffled; Alastor never approaches the tower. That's Vox's domain.

He ignores them, strolling up to the door and giving the intercom a look before lifting his microphone staff to press its buzzer with the bottom end.

[krylng]

love at first sight~chapter 7

|TW: angel dust smut, porn, and…valentino. swearing.

|summary: you are working for Vox when you meet two people. you get to know one of them, but what about the other? what are his intentions?

|notes: ik angel dust and val are from different times, but… for the story.

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“hey, i’m looking for the latest model. could you please show me where they are?” a man asked. you were still working this same old job. but vox being there was a good bonus.

“yes, right this way.” you made your way to a corner and lifted the box.

“woah there.” the man steadied you with his arms on your shoulder. “must be pretty heavy. here, let me help you lift it up.” he grabbed the corner on the other side of the box and helped you carry it. you both set it down.

“how much will that be?” he grabs his wallet from his back pocket.

“that’s…” you tilted the box to see the price tag. “that will be… 2000 dollars. if your still up for it.”

“yes, yes, of course.” he hands you a stack of money, and you shuffle it, counting the amount. exactly 2000.

“thank you, sir. have a nice day.”

“oh and by the way—my name is jack. and who may you be?”

“oh, im Y/N. i’m just a normal employee here.”

“beautiful name for such a beautiful lady.” he kissed your knuckles and picked up the box with ease. “have a nice day, amorcita.”

you stood there, a little surprised he called you ‘sweetheart’ in spanish.

you wiped off your hand, and watched as the store quickly got busy. most of your other co workers were helping customers. right now, you were on break. you decided to take a walk in the park.

you sat on an empty bench, and picked a flower from the ground. it was a beautiful pink colour, and it matched your uniform. you sniffed it and put it in your hair. you heard sobbing, you turned your head and saw someone sitting on a different bench. you got up to talk to him. his pink and white striped shirt would go well with the flower… you thought.

“u-uh hey. i noticed you were feeling down so…”

you watched as a tear fell down. it stayed on his freckles. he wiped a tear with his arm and looked at you. “so what? no matter what you say, i’ll never be okay.”

“i just wanted to give you this.” you pulled the flower from your hair and handed it to him. “i thought it would go good with your outfit.”

he held it and studied it before putting it in his white, short hair. “thanks, toots, but i told you…” he said in a much softer tone. “nothing could cheer me up right now. not even drugs or alcohol.”

you sat down next to him. “maybe not… but maybe you could tell me what’s bothering you? sometimes it helps when you talk to someone. it may not help but… maybe it’s worth a try?”

he wiped another tear. “maybe.” he sighed. he crossed his legs and flicked a piece of dirt off his tall heels.

“so… would you like to tell me why your down right now?”

he nodded. “just… just my boss, Valentino.” he cracked his fingers, which were in long, pink gloves.

you remembered at the wedding when Velvette said something about a Valentino, who worked at a porn studio.

you nodded.

“I…I work in a porn studio, and tonight he had me workin overtime, gettin fucked by all these punks and the same shit as always… i just wish i… could be free.” his pupils dilated, thinking about his job.

“you…you can’t quit?”

“nah. i’m under contract. lets just say i’m his little play toy and moneymaker right now, and in the afterlife.”

“i…i’m so sorry…”

“don’t be, baby. it’s my stupid mind for thinking Val would actually love me…so i signed my life away.”

you could tell he didn’t mean ‘baby’ in a romantic way. that made you a little more comfortable around him.

“i’m Y/N.” you held out your hand to shake his hand. he gave you a cute side smile and shook your hand.

“Anthony. but… don’t call me that… my new name, under contract, is Angel Dust.”

“but what do you want to be called?”

he looked up at you, a little surprised you actually cared about what he wants. he gave you the same cute smile. “Anthony is fine…but make sure my boss isn’t around…”

“got it.” you smiled and checked your watch. “oh shit… i was on break, and now i’m a little late.” you stood up, and walked towards VoxTek.

“wait, toots!” you heard him shout. he got up and ran after you.

“yeah?”

“do you have a telephone number?”

you nod, and you gave him the number. he wrote it down on a notepad.

“how do i know it’s you calling?”

“my telephone is glitched, so it just plays this random song.”

“alright. call me later tonight!” you waved and ran back inside.

you took a deep breath. still as busy as always. people trying to get an interview out of vox, the same commercial always playing on a TV. something that says, “Trust us!”

Vox was obviously super busy at the moment, so you couldn’t exactly go see him. you still had customers to help. you were helping customers pick out the perfect TV in their price range.

you didn’t know why Vox decided to make and sell TV’s and make technology more advanced.

you watched as the evening rush finally ended. but your thoughts still lingered on Anthony.

is he going to be okay?

“ahh, darling! i haven’t seen you in a while!” he picked you up and spinned you around.

“well, i’ve been seeing someone-“ he grabbed your neck and pinned you to the counter.

“don’t you fucking dare see anyone else but me. you’re mine, only i can love you like i do.”

you gasped for air, but he tightened the grip.

“say it. say you’re mine. say you’re mine forever.”

“i-im y-yours…” you trembled in fear. he chuckled lowly and bit your neck. he broke the skin, and you screamed a little bit. he licked the blood off.

“LET HER GO!” you heard a familiar voice shout.

his hands left your neck and you fell to the floor. he turned his head quickly.

“d-dont choke her like that…” you saw Anthony take a deep breath and try to be brave for you as Vox got closer.

“and is it really your place to tell me what i can and can’t do to my fiancé?”

“y-your engaged?” Vox nodded.

“Vox, please! he was only trying to make sure i’m safe.”

“you’re always safe with me, my dear.” his tone got harsher with each word. “is this the person you’ve been seeing? because i’ll kill him.”

“Vox! No! don’t you dare kill him. he’s a friend i met on my break!”

“why didn’t you tell me that’s what you meant?” he chuckled. “Vox. CEO of VoxTek.”

Anthony narrowed his eyes, stepping away from him and closer to you. he set his hand on your shoulder, and whispered so only you two could hear.

“listen…Val treats me like that too, so don’t you see where I’m coming from? i know we just met but… i care about friends.”

“thank you, anthony, really. but this is my fiancé, and i know him good. i don’t think he would do that on purpose. and who is this Val anyway? do i have to teach him a lesson?”

“no… i would be punished for it anyway.” he looked at the clock. he tightened the strings of his robe before rushing towards the exit. “sorry toots, i’m running a little bit late.” he rushed out.

you tried to run after him, but Vox held you back. “baby, i’m sorry…”

“let me go!” you screamed.

“babe, just hear me out. i’m very sorry, and you know i would never hurt you on purpose. you can go now, i just wanted you to know that.”

you gave him a quick peck on his lips before chasing after Anthony. you saw him run into a building with a bunch of neon lights.

“don’t EVER.” You saw a man slap Anthony across his face. “be late again!”

“y-yes Valentino.” he hung his head.

“you’re fucking lucky you make me money.” he pushed him and sat in a directors chair. “Action!”

Anthony took a deep breath as four big actors made their way to his bed on the set.

“oh no! robbers! what should i do! perhaps they… want a piece of this?” he untied the strings of his robe and let it fall.

“damn right! we needed a piece of the Angel Dust, so spread those legs, you slut.” one of them said.

he grinned and spread them. his face was shocked when he saw you standing there.

“Y/N?” he called out.

“uhh… my name is robert.” he pointed his finger up, confused.

“nobody gives a shit who you are.” he pushes him off, and tied his robe back on. “Y/N, what are you doing here? if Val sees us, we’re both dead!”

“i’m here to get you out!” you grab his arm and try to sneakily pull him away.

“toots, im under contract-“

“Angel, baby, who’s this? whos this little friend you brought with you?”

Valentino walked over to you, with a big red coat on hanging from his shoulders. it was very modern, which meant he was all about fashion.

“ooh, a woman.” he licked your cheek. “do you need a job?”

“uhh…” you stood there awkwardly. “no i… i already have one.” you nervously laughed.

“she’s just here to say hello. she’s leaving, right now.” you could hear he needed you to leave.

“no, we want to welcome our guest. welcome to my humble sex dungeon!” he took off his hat and tossed it to the side. a giant feather fell off from the hat. “you can see Angel after he’s done working.” he said in a harsh tone.

he stylishly walked back to the chair. “anddd… action!”

“oh my! a couple of big strong daddies are here!” he took off his robe. “maybe they want this?” he spread his legs.

“ohhh yeah baby~” he grinned as they entered his ass. you couldn’t watch. two of them had their dicks in his ass, and one was forcing his dick down his throat. the other was just masturbating, waiting for his turn. it disgusted you, even though Anthony loved sex.

that wasn’t the bad part, it was how Valentino treats Anthony.

“how long does this…go on for?” you asked Valentino.

“mmm, around…two hours. why do you wanna make me money and join in?”

you chuckled nervously. “nah, im good.”

you sat on a chair by Valentino, thinking about Vox again.

“whatcha think about, pretty lady?” he noticed you staring off into space, and he grinned mischievously.

“oh um…my fiancé. Vox.”

“THE Vox Borle? The CEO of VoxTek?” you nodded. “mm, tell him i said hi.” he gave you the same grin, and you stared at his sharp teeth.

after two hours of being traumatized, Anthony’s work was done.

you were laughing with Anthony, about to leave when Valentino called out.

“Angel, you better fucking be back by curfew!”

“Y-yes val…”

you walked out, and you closed the big door behind you.

“curfew? when do you have to be back?”

“four A.M. most days though. umm… are you up for ice cream?”

“i’m always up for ice cream!” you walked to the little ice cream shop, still laughing and joking, just having fun.

“what can i get you guys.” the worker asked, with a stoic expression.

“i’ll have…a vanilla.” Anthony licks his ice cream, and you order a strawberry ice cream. you paid and you walked out.

you sat on a bench, licking your strawberry ice cream.

“today…today was fun with you. thanks, Y/N.”

“your welcome, Anthony. and it was pretty cool to hang out with you too.”

you sat there for a few hours, until Anthony pulled something out of his pocket. he pulled out two bottles of liquor.

“where did you get these?” you unscrewed the top of yours.

“stole ‘em. it was in the shop.”

you couldn’t judge him since you murdered someone before.

“cheers to… living another day?”

“cheers.” you clinked the glass bottles and drank.

you both were pretty tipsy by now.

“i fucking hate Valentino. i cant believe he treats you like that.”

“i do too.” you both stared at the ground.

“what time is it?” he asked, finally breaking the silence.

“i think its around two.”

“oh, okay. i mean, i’d hate to abandon you here, but i have a busy day tomorrow, and i need sleep.”

“no, i understand. i’m getting tired too. thank you, anthony. it really was a pleasure meeting you again. oh, and make sure to call me soon.”

he gave you a thumbs up and made his way back to the studio.

you walked back to your shared home and unlocked the door.

you were pretty drunk now. you walked back to your room and collapsed on the bed. it woke Vox up, and he stared at you with sleepy eyes.

“baby, what are you doing here so late…?” you interrupted his sentence by passionately kissing him. he held the back of your head.

you laid your head on his chest.

“so… this Anthony.”

“he’s a really good friend. and, i’m pretty sure he’s gay, so don’t worry about us.” you had no idea if he was gay, but he was getting fucked by four guys.

“sleep well, my dear.” Vox said before you drifted off.

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[ @voxtekoverlord || Continued From Here ]

[ Alastor ]

"Oh! Oh! Vox, I'm so proud of you! You were being funny on purpose! Oh-ho, I never knew you were funny!"

If he could get a dig or twelve in on the other Overlord, he would. Vox could relish in his attention all he wanted, but he was going to have to endure being made fun of. It was just their way.

"You must have an audience for a reason, I suppose, but I thought it was all brainwashing! Television does turn your brain to jelly!"

[radicheart-a]

Equal.

That's the word that makes Alastor's ears perk up. They hadn't fallen, but they had sagged a little. Then, he hears the words 'respect' and 'I still listen to your show'.

His biggest rival has just admitted that they're equals, that he respects him, and even that he pays attention to his broadcasts -- three things that Alastor holds in high regard.

It works wonders for the ache in his chest.

"We've both been performing, it seems. I talk a lot, but it isn't all serious. I never viewed you as being beneath me. I've always respected how you can stand toe to toe with me and talk back. And...I may have begun embracing modern technology in bits and pieces because of you."

The last thing Vox ever expected was an apology on his behalf - from the radio demon, no less. Really stole his thunder, to be honest. How could he stay mad with that? In fact, it should be feeding his pride real good over the fact THE RADIO DEMON said sorry. To him.

Vox stared in silence as he listened to Alastor, practically frozen when he started seeing tears. Frankly, it had been a very good idea to stop the live feed before that went down. The media Overlord could easily have used this to destroy Alastor completely - would have gladly done so in a heartbeat if this had happened earlier during the fight. Or any other time before then.

It just wouldn't be any fun if he did it now. Would have felt like a cheap win. Alastor'd cracked in front of him, and no one else deserved that fucking privilege but him. No one else was allowed to fucking see this.

He sucked in a breath before settling back in his normal size, half screen functional now as he attempted to follow Alastor as his back was turned. Reached a clawed hand out as if ready to touch shoulder but stopped. Grimaced.

"You're the only rival I consider my equal. The things I say - sure they can be true sometimes, but it's...performative. I respect your power, Al. And I still, uh, listen to your show now and then."

Don't ever speak a word to anyone about that, though, went unsaid.

[radioiaci]

@voxtekoverlord ⧐ "Heeeeeyyy." Finger guns. Everything is totally okay and normal. UNPROMPTED ASKS.

One hundred percent normal. Nevermind the fact that he is relatively hungover and the sound of Vox's voice very nearly makes him flinch.

But he catches himself. Showing that level of weakness or vulnerability is both unbecoming and stupid.

He spares Vox a look with a slightly raised eyebrow. Clearly on some level of exhaustion, but expecting him to say something. Alastor does not hold eye contact for very long though.

He's not sure he can at the moment.

[daddymothxxx]

[.ooc.]

sorry i haven't been too active here, i guess i'm really having a hard time getting over my nervousness/believing in myself enough to rp as val very often if it's not with friends and my comfort people

i have been much more active on the usual ocs you guy always hear about if you're willing to branch out away from val to keep interacting with me

both devang ( @disasterghaster ) and my oc!lucifer ( @burningfeathersx ) have ins to HH/HB through multiverse shenanz and connection to Vox ( voxtekoverlord ) and Alastor ( radioiaci )

idk ive said all this before

ttyl maybe <3

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@voxtekoverlord replied to this

Vox stared back, a mix of anger and sadness behind his eyes before he straightened up and steeled his features more neutrally. "I'm not like that. And I already have an Alastor who is happy with what we have." A sigh as he pulled out a cigarette to light up. "I'm sorry you feel you have to tear someone's sense of self apart to get what you could've had if you just tried to talk it out."

“Whatever you say… Vito.”

[ghostlyrps]

RELATIONSHIPS - GHOST

About Relationships:

Shipping is relegated to its own separate universe. While several of my characters are poly and I’m an avid shipper, this just makes things easier for me.

Copies are also relegated to their own universes, though any affiliates of them will share said universe.

ROMANTIC PARTNERS

N/A

ROMANTIC INTERESTS

N/A

FRIENDS

Alastor ( @radioiai ) - Friend

“Al’s my friend!”

Alastor encountered Ghost entirely by chance on a walk, in which he offered them a trade. They crochet a tea cozy and a few coasters for Rosie, while Alastor gifted Ghost a hand-made, cursed radio. The two regularly encounter each other, and Alastor has developed a habit of chewing on Ghost’s ears. 

Only time will tell if he cares for Ghost in the same way.

[ALTERNATE UNIVERSES: Savior Complex]

Rosie ( @cannibalxroses ) - (Potential?) Friend

"Miss Rosie sure is a sweetheart!"

Ghost met Rosie at the Ball she hosted and seemed to instantly like her. They found her charming and have heard nothing but good things about her- even feeling comfortable enough later in the evening to approach her!

They certainly know who to go to if they pick up new information.

ACQUAINTANCES/POTENTIAL FRIENDS

Lucifer ( @burningfeathersx ) - Acquaintance

“I want to know more about him.”

On a visit to the Hellaverse, Lucifer and Ghost met. They found Lucifer charming, intriguing, and listened intently to the advice he had to give them.

They look forward to meeting him again.

Vox ( @voxtekoverlord ) - Acquaintance [Negative]

“I don’t think he likes me very much. But that’s fine- I’m not his biggest fan, either.”

Vox and Ghost have only met and interacted a few times, but after Ghost’s fight with Valentino and the two causing a scene later, Vox knows to keep an eye on them.

Ghost hopes to avoid him in the future.

Papermint ( @papermint-at-your-service ) - Potential Friend/Coworker

"It's good to stick together."

Papermint and Ghost met at a ball after Ghost began to work for Vox. While Ghost was instantly fond of the Eel Sinner, already wanting to consider him a friend, they know to remain wary and to be careful of what they tell him- lest it make it back to their boss.

Still, they can't help but wish to be closer. It's good to have friends.

VERSE: A Moth to Blue Light

RIVALS/ENEMIES

Reaper - Enemy

“I dislike being violent. Reaper, however, is an exception…”

Not long after Ghost fell to Hell, they encountered Reaper for the first time. He was in the middle of a hit, which Ghost interrupted- fighting with him in their demonic form, scarring him and breaking one of his horns. Since that day, Reaper has sworn to kill Ghost and makes an attempt on their life when he sees them.

Collin - Former Friend/Current Enemy

“… …I’m so, so sorry…”

Collin was Ghost’s college roommate and a close friend in life and a current enemy. Ghost killed him by accident during a fight after Collin went out drinking- and he’s hated them ever since. But Ghost could never bring themself to hurt their old friend a second time… could they?

IT’S COMPLICATED

Valentino ( @daddymothxxx ) - Ex/Potential Friend…?

“…”

Valentino is Ghost’s ex, and someone they have… complex feelings over. Anger, mostly, but also a lingering sense of care… one Ghost would be perfectly happy if it would just die.

Vox ( @videokilled ) - Contract owner

"You are a cruel, cruel man."

A mistake and a misunderstanding led to Ghost selling their soul to Vox in order to protect an employee of his, Tammy. They assumed the consequence for their offense would be death, only to learn it was their Soul on the line, losing it to the TV Demon. Their opinion of him is currently negative.

VERSE TAG: A Moth to Blue Light

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Current plot explanation: [ x ]

Tags

valen fucking tino - images of val/thematic posts

flat faced prince - having to do with Vox (voxtekoverlord)

respondí - answered asks

perla - having to do with Angel Dust (tangledfate)

roja - having to do with Alastor (radioiaci)

invitación - ask meme/games/etc.

proud of my new taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaags

[disasterghaster]

Devang trailed after Valentino and grimaced to herself for a micro-moment. Stared more of a couple holes into the back of Vox's screen than anything. She would be TALKING TO HIM LATER, when she had the freedom to have an Emotion (tm).

"I hope I don't have to turn into a cat to get recognized right now." To Velvette once she crossed the border. "That's a normal, functional, Alastor. We needed the cage and didn't want to get you guys caught up in everything I'm about to do. Wanted to keep Vito--your Vox out of the action as well."

Valentino resisted the urge to wreck house to get Alastor back out. It would not work and also would destroy the tool they were trying to use--the cage. He wasn't feeling very smooth of brain right now. So he had some sense.

And though he was picking up a goddamn bug-buzz in his throat, he didn't try to seek out other-Val to PUNCH IN THE FACE.

@voxtekoverlord

Alastor's response to Velvette's earlier posed question was something akin to a stupidly agitated, 'oh you'd like that, wouldn't you' - Which likely did not help matters in the least. He stood with bitterness aimed at her, full in his expression and not very keen to continue talking for all of the wrongness that it felt.

But his ears swiveled forward when he noticed that she seemed to be taken aback by whatever she was monitoring, his steps taking him close to the edge of the shield which he made an attempt to touch, only for it to ricochet a strange feedback directly back and into his head.

Painful. Frustrating.

But her confusion had to be because of the others. He could come to no other conclusion.

He just had to hope that they would be quick about getting him out of here.

|| @disasterghaster ||

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Send in ✏️ and I’ll use an incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses!

Vox: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Alastor: Peonies, why? Vox: Alastor: Were you going to get me flowers? Vox: Alastor: Vox: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Vox: I like your new pants! Alastor: Thanks, they were 50% off! Vox: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks* Alastor: The store can’t just give away clothes for free. Vox: Thats’s… not what I meant. Alastor: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Vox.

Vox: Heh, Alastor sneezes like a girl. Alastor: How about I pound you like boy? Alastor: That didn’t come out right.