#I’d love to write with Vox ;3;

[misskittyhart]

No where is home.

The red skies bled their crimson glow across the dark city skyline. The distant sounds of screams, howls, laughter, and gunfire was always a constant sound track. Noisy, cacophonous, almost deafening to the point of numbing the senses. It was always like this. Sinners causing troubles. Violence, theft, murder and so much more. It ran through the streets rampant like a plague.

No one was down here because they were good. Of course this place was the devil’s playground. Cursed, gnarled, twisted like briar brambles in the darkest part of the wood. There she walked, the little red headed fox. Keeping a steady, brisk pace. Her tail flicked, ears high, perked and listening. Always on alert, ready to fight if need be.

Being a petite, pretty little thing often brought danger with it. It was a common occurrence that she would have to defend herself. There was a large twelve inch hunting knife on her thigh, that would deter anyone from trying to mess with her.

It was another lonely, quiet night for her. She had just finished her shift singing at the Black Dahlia. Getting on that stage reminded her of her hay day in the 1920s singing in New Orleans at the Silver Magnolia. Those golden days seemed so far away now. She made it to her apartment building, and quickly made it inside.

No one would greet her. No friends to call. No lover to hold her. She spent a solitary, and painfully lonely after life. It still felt the knife was buried deep into her breast. Twisted. Pain hurting her so badly. It was one of those nights. One of the ones that stung like salt into the open wounds in her heart.

The door opened with a little creaking sound as she went inside her home. Her little box that held her current life. So often she moved around. The fear her abusive ex husband would find her, was a looming shadow. That’s why she lived this life of solitary pain. Afraid if she found a glimmer of happiness with someone, then they would be in danger of being harmed by the man who ended her life.

Kitty moved to the kitchen. Pulling down a bottle of whiskey from one of the shelves, she poured three fingers. She knocked it back feeling the sharp sting in her throat as it warmed its way into her body. Her eyes closed. Not enough, she needed more tonight.

She took the bottle, and crystal glass to the living room. Sitting on the plush green couch she flicked the tv on. Vox’s face flickering across it as he was hosting another late night show. He was a fascinating man to her. A showman. She always liked people in entertainment, they were like stars. Bright, warm and inviting.

She drank more whiskey. Until her vision began to blur. Then her cheeks felt wet. Delicate, clawed finger tips touched her face lightly. She sniffled. She wasn’t sure when she started to cry, but it came over her like a tidal wave. Drowning. Pain tearing through the shreds of her briar wrapped heart. She was sobbing. Curled up on her plush velvet couch, her fluffy fox ears pinned back, tail tucked. She clung to a pillow, sobbing into it. Seeking the comfort of touch, needing to be held. It had been decades since she let any one in. Then she ran. Scared.

Her throat felt raw as the lump settled there. She sobbed, til her small body trembled. That voice from the tv was the only company in her apartment.

She was so horridly alone.

Drowning in whiskey.

[psuedosugu]

Ohhhh my golly I saw your Vox x daughter reader an it got me thinking now HEAR ME OUT….what if reader got bored on day an just went for a walk and somehow came across Alastor, now let’s say Alastor’s a lil confused like he never knew Vox had a daughter and readers like *sad sigh* “I’d be surprised if anyone knew” an Alastors all fatherly to her at first it was to get dirt on Vox without reader realizing but in the end he just liked hanging out with her. Eventually Vox noticed how his daughter is gone half the time but reader just convinces her dad that she’s always home and how HES the one always away. Change the ending how you see fit or do whatever you like but UGH I love your writing stay hydrated and eat wellll🩵

assjjjkkj thank youuu the amount of feedback ive gotten on this acc that ive only been posting on for like 3 days is insane, anyways this is such an interesting idea omgee

cw: reader having some emotionally absent daddy issues

fem reader

pt 1 here

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͙͘͡★ || so you had just gone out on an innocent walk, right?

͙͘͡★ || well, technically snuck out since your dad doesn’t like you going out by yourself.

͙͘͡★ || theres bad people out there! what if you got kidnapped or something?

͙͘͡★ || no one recognizes you, of course, since he doesn’t really talk about you let alone shows you to the public.

͙͘͡★ || you appreciate him for that, you guess, it must be annoying to not be able to go anywhere without a bunch of microphones in your face.

͙͘͡★ || you just wish he was around more! he barely makes any time for you and yeah, his work is super important and time consuming but you’re his daughter!

͙͘͡★ || lost in thought, you bump into a dude in the sidewalk.

͙͘͡★ || “whoops! excuse me, ma’am!”, he says in a weird, static-ish voice.

͙͘͡★ || your skeleton almost jumps out of your skin when you look up.

͙͘͡★ || the radio demon, the guy that your dad has had beef with since you were little

͙͘͡★ || you just stare at him with a “ :o “ look on your face, not knowing if you should run or not.

“little girl, are you, um, alright?” he stares down at you, slightly confused.

“im…uhhh…im okay!”

“you’ve heard of me, i suppose.”

“i guess…. my dad doesn’t really like you.”

“and who might your father be, hm?”

“yk the tv dude? the one thats, like, everywhere? yeah, that him.”

“hmm…interesting…i wasn’t aware he had a daughter…”

“well, he doesn’t really talk about…..”

͙͘͡★ || at this point you stop blabbing mid sentence, realizing you probably shouldn’t have said all of that to his sworn enemy.

͙͘͡★ || what if he does kidnap you and holds you for ransom?

͙͘͡★ || but he doesn’t do that, surprisingly.

͙͘͡★ || he asks you why you’re out alone so late and you shrug, saying that your dad wasn’t really there to stop you.

͙͘͡★ || you were naive and alastor was planning to use that to his advantage, not to hurt you, but to hurt vox.

͙͘͡★ || what would he think when he found out that his own daughter was buddy-buddy with his sworn enemy?

͙͘͡★ || he’d feel like a failure of a father, and thats what alastor wanted, to get under his skin.

͙͘͡★ || you guys walked while you told him everything, about him being away all the time, about you feeling lonely, while he nodded along

͙͘͡★ || you guys even stopped at one of those old timey bar places and bought you a milkshake!

͙͘͡★ || eventually you headed home, your dad hadn’t noticed you had been gone which figures.

͙͘͡★ || this became routine, you hung out with alastor and he gave you advice and stuff. you thought that if he had an ulterior motive it would’ve shown itself by now but no, it hadn’t.

͙͘͡★ || alastor himself had started to forget why he had even started all of this. he found himself enjoying your company and actually caring about you.

͙͘͡★ || after a while vox started to notice that he’s been seeing you less than he usually does.

͙͘͡★ || i mean, the tower is big but cmon! there were days where he would barely see you at all! where were you going?

͙͘͡★ || he confronted you about it at dinner one day.

“[name], dearest, i cant help but notice that i haven’t been seeing you around much lately. what’ve you been up to?”

͙͘͡★ || you pause, looking up from your food.

“i, um, dont know what you’re talking about.”

͙͘͡★ || he furrows his (virtual) eyebrows.

“is that so?”

“mhm!”

͙͘͡★ || vox is reasonably skeptical and resorts to spying on you through your smartwatch because of course you have a voxtech branded smartwatch!

͙͘͡★ || hes absolutely livid when he finds out who you’ve been sneaking out to be with and he��s waiting for you when you get home.

͙͘͡★ || you’re indefinitely grounded until he says so and he starts tracking where you go in the tower.

͙͘͡★ || he knows that its a violation of privacy and stuff but dont you see that he’s trying to protect you? alastor is dangerous! he doesn’t get how you didn’t see it earlier.

͙͘͡★ || alastor does succeed on what he set out to do, though. vox is distraught, feeling like a horrible father. he even vents to valentino about it out of all the people!

“-i mean, what kind of father doesn’t even notice their own child sneaking out in broad daylight every day? i should’ve paid more attention to her, im a failure!”

“mhm….yeah….”

͙͘͡★ || val obviously doesn’t give a shit.

͙͘͡★ || after not bumping into you for a while and seeing the up in vox slandering him online, alastor figures what happened.

͙͘͡★ || he’s glad that he succeeded in his mission to bother vox further but does miss talking to you.

͙͘͡★ || vox does vow to make more time for you and be a more attentive dad, so i guess some good comes out of this.

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[randomyuu]

the way it follows you home, the stories i never told

My guy Vox once again graced us with lovely Goyuu fanfics, and the way it follows you home, the stories i never told, made me go FERAL.

Time travel? Two Gojou Satorus? Double affection for our sunshine Yuuji? Yuuji sandwich? What feels like possible continuation of (you'll whisper, serpent tongue) what you fear you have become???

FUCK.

I need to stop indulging my imagination too much. I should’ve been content with writing long-ass comments but noooooo, my brain goes “you gotta draw it”. DAMMIT VOX, YOU AND YOUR DELICIOUS WRITINGS HHHHHH

So… usually I should’ve picked a favourite scene that is within my drawing capability, but I just… love all three chapters??? So I made a questionable time investment? I can’t stop??? Help???

This is probably the most ambitious fanart project I’ve ever done so far. Fair enough, considering I might combust if I keep these welled-up emotions inside from reading Vox’s Goyuu fics. Fuck.

Fic info:

Title: the way it follows you home, the stories i never told

Author: @voxofthevoid

Pairing: YuuGoGo. Future!Yuuji, Future!Gojou, Teen!Gojou

(idk why I laugh writing YuuGoGo. I’m beyond help)

Currently, it is 3 chapters out of 8. And it’s gonna be NSFW chapter 4 onwards, so don’t forget to read the tags first, folks!

The drawings are under Read More, because I have lots of thoughts surrounding each chapter and drawings. It’ll be hella long if I didn’t hide it here. It was a mess down there. A combination of hours before, during, and after I read said fic. I’d say good luck finding the art among the sea of jumbled words but… you’ll find them easily. Don’t worry about it haha

SPOILERS FOR ALL 3 CHAPTERS! I highly recommend reading those first before diving into these drawings!

Also for the comics, read from right to left please!

From here on, I will be referring to the Future!Gojou as Gojou and the teenage one as Satoru.

Overall, drawing all these is fun! Really fun! This project pushed me quite hard, forcing me to test my limit (because I rarely draw this much back to back). Since this is a combination of drawings and comics, the coloring style will not be consistent. In a way, I want to try some brushes I never get to use, as well as try out my new graphic tablet. Drawing these got me giggling because I was finally able to let loose during line art. It's much easier to do so, and sometimes I just get to reread the fic and giggle to myself for the nth time.

CHAPTER 1:

Whooo. Whooooooooo—

Ok, ok, the premise is just that good. It intrigued me, fascinated me, and I just… oomph. I cannot refuse a Time Travel Yuuji Sandwich. Sign me up.

Honestly, there are two scenes that are just… a bit too clear in my mind when reading this chapter. That would be the one I drew above, and the other is when Yaga called Gojou to come outside of the class. I love, loooove how Vox wrote Satoru’s POV. And when Yuuji fucking giggles?

I lost it.

Can you imagine, drawing Yuuji grins, with shiny stuff, maybe some sunlight, just purely happy and indulging Gojou?

Help me, for I am drowning in my love and adoration for Yuuji.

Page 2 is an experiment on using harsh black as shading (kind of?). I really enjoyed colouring Yuuji, and drawing those buffalo skulls! I wish I can grasp the concept of contrast a bit better tho :v

CHAPTER 2:

This is probably the only chapter where I picture still images instead of comic panels. A bit like those cool chapter covers in mangas. The one I really, really want to draw is the scene with Satoru on the table. Can’t pass the opportunity to highlight Satoru being a brat, albeit a really cool brat.

Cool idea drawing always proves to be a challenge, because of course my artistic skill just so happens to be below the requirement. Thank you, Sketchfab, for the chair and desk’s perspective otherwise I’m screwed lmao

The second scene that I want to draw the most is this:

Gojou is one step away from climbing Yuuji. Also, I have a bit of a problem picturing a man pouting that makes him look crazy instead, so please have Gojou pouting adorably instead. Because, as Yuuji said (with love), Gojou is (also) a brat.

This is possibly my favorite art in this project, after Yuuji's in Chapter 1 page 2. It's clean because I don't have to draw background, and I was having a fun time drawing Yuuji. And Gojou's squishy cheek as well.

Oh, actually, there is a “manga” scene in this chapter. It’s when Yuuji said, “I love Satoru.”

I just—

AAAAAHHHHH YUUJIIIIIII YOU AND VOX ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME. That secure relationship between Yuuji and Gojou? Satoru’s description of how Yuuji’s smile could blot out the sun??? Not me screaming 💀 I also see bits of hints of possible co-dependency, though I could be reading those wrong, but either way I’m good. Secure and possessive relationships are fun to consume hhhhhh

But yeah. There are too many wholesome Yuuji smiles in this fic, and I… I am not confident enough to draw genuine happiness. It’s too much for me ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

For this chapter, another reason why I chose these two scenes is just because I want to try and draw cover-worthy pictures of Yuuji and Satoru, and Yuuji and Gojou (cough)

CHAPTER 3:

We start the chapter with Nanamin. Ah, Nanamin. I forgot what his teen self looked like and was surprised to see his design again lmao

I want to draw Yuuji and Nanami scene because… I just want to, I guess. I have never drawn him before (Yaga as well) so that's an interesting challenge. I got two ideas on how I want to draw it. One is a bit painting-esque, and the other one is like another chapter cover. In the end, I chose the cover one because I want to emphasise the difference between teen!Nanami and the Nanami from Yuuji’s original timeline, and how the watch feels like a connection between the same (yet not) person. It’s a bittersweet feeling? In a way?

I’m not really good at explaining my intention ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

I love Yuuji’s answer to Nanami's question.

AND FINALLY.

A Yuuji SandwichTM scene.

And oh B O I do I love it. Have I told you I like every chapter? I probably have. But this one? Satoru’s curiosity, Yuuji’s on-brand self-deprecation, and Gojou come strolling down to show more of Yuuji to his mini-self. I want to draw this whole scene, from Gojou finding them, feeding Yuuji snacks, bitch-slapping Satoru into the backroom, to Yuuji growling. Them trying to hide a boner from Yuuji’s growl got me cackling so hard I LOVE IT 😭

I love it all. Please love Yuuji in my stead, Satoru and Satonyan :3

Oh! Also! 40-finger Yuuji sounds really, really cool! I’ll be happy with whatever Vox will give us in future chapters, but 40-finger Yuuji… possible scene with this timeline’s Sukuna… my god. The action! The drama! The bloodshed! One can only hope.

However, as much as I love that whole scene, it’s still too much for me :”) I’m still not yet confident in delivering the humour and action. Also my already-long drawing plan had my brain groaning in protest so I can’t push my luck :'D

When Gojou said "He looks sweet, but he's a bit of a beast", I kept picturing Yuuji staring innocently, but there was an edge to his look. As if the moment Satoru looks away, he will pounce. But in the end I just stick with innocent-looking Yuuji because I accidentally drew his eyes that way and I want to keep it in lol

Since Satoru points out how soft and cuddly Yuuji is, I also want to draw soft Yuuji :v

And the last one… is the last scene. For some reason, I read that both Gojou and Satoru share Yuuji’s lap and was having a frustrating yet fun time figuring out how it’s… physically possible, without having their butts on the ground because they both are not small at all. As I lined the art, I reread it again and… perhaps I read it wrong? Satoru is beside Yuuji, and not on his lap? So yeah, this one might be the least accurate, but hey, at least you can view it as a crack drawing or something :v

AAAANNNDDD I HAVE EXCEEDED TODAY’S BRAIN CAPACITY OF FORMING WORDS

Have I told you I love this fic?

…I probably have.

Have an amazing week (❁´▽`❁)*✲ﾟ*

[valerie-is-in-the-cupboard]

Because I know the last of my "Vox discussions" was a bit sad, how about this one?

Look, I absolutely love how people write Alastor. That inside of that sadistic heart of his, there's always a glimmer of light. BUT…

A part of me truly believes that canon Alastor is… well, evil. He might care about people to some extent, but I don't think he’d ever do it without something to gain. And beyond that, there’s not much more.

But Vox???

Please don’t come for me on this—because you know how much I adore our deer boy—but personally, I think canon Vox is way better than canon Alastor.

Maybe it’s because we haven’t seen much of him yet (which, let’s be real, is a crime), but I genuinely believe he can and will care about others.

I don’t really count his relationship with Val as proof, though, since it felt pretty toxic to me. But imagine him with someone who actually cares about him.

Vox strikes me as the type of powerful man who just melts for the right person. He’s the “I’d let the world burn for you” kind of lover.

Alastor would easily dispose of anyone if they got in the way of his plans, but Vox? Sure, he might get angry (or even furious), but he’d find a way to work things out.

WARNING!!! Short scenario ahead:

Vox returned to his apartment after yet another stressful day. Val had an existential crisis, Velvette was a bitch... the usual. But when he stepped inside, his eyes immediately softened at the sight of his s/o, sound asleep in their huge bed.

He couldn’t help but smile slightly, a warm felling spreading through his chest.

He quickly undressed, eager to change into something comfortable—the thought of being in his s/o’s arms spurring him to move faster than usual.

Sliding into bed, Vox pulled them into a tight embrace. They stirred a little from the sudden movement, sleepily murmuring.

"Babe?" they mumbled, still half-asleep. "Mm'you okay?"

"I'm good, darling... Now I'm good..."

Tags: @ratsematary @littlebluefishtail @xghostnuggsx @vxllys

@ustulia

@6esiree (again, because I know you like Vox, so hopefully you'll like this one <3)

[storm-angel989]

The last request I asked for was absolutely amazing, I loved it! I’ve been into reading sickfics recently and I’d love to see how valentino and reader’s daughter would be taken care of when she has a stomach bug

Hi there!

Enjoy! I love writing these sweet little fics! Dad Val is literally my favorite!

<3 Mandy

Valentino knew that look.

The scrunched up face, hand on tummy “Daddy I don’t feel so good,” look that was inevitably followed by projectile vomiting. 

He swore, sometimes kids were worse than drunk adults. At least sometimes they had the witherwell to go to the bathroom, rather than force him to pull her as quickly as he could to the toilet.

“Oh bebita,” he sighed as he held back her hair. “Something didn’t sit right in your tummy did it?” He could feel the heat radiating off of her little body and with his one free hand, texted Vox. 

She started to sniffle and Valentino gently rubbed her back. His heart ached for his little girl.

“No no, don’t cry, I know your tummy hurts, but crying will only make things worse,” he said as soothingly as he could. 

Instead she doubled over again.

“Want Mommy,” she whined. “Papi, I want Mommy.”

“Mommy isn’t here mi amore,” he replied patiently as he carefully wiped her face. He reached over and rummaged around in the vanity drawer before coming up with the thermometer. He pressed it to her ear and pulled away when it beeped. He sighed at the number- 103.2. Way too high for his liking. 

Her whimpers turned to tears and he gently held her to his chest as he sat cross legged on the floor with her. She hiccuped again and he positioned her right back to the toilet. 

“Hey, you guys okay?” Vox asked as he pushed open the bathroom door. “Oh no, what’s wrong with the baby?” 

“She feels warm and she’s throwing up, reader is out of town and…Vox can you…” Valentino sighed unhappily. “Can you get me a cool wash cloth for her and call the pediatrician? Just put him on speakerphone.” 

Vox looked ever so slightly amused but dialed the memorized number as he damped a washcloth. Valentino carefully held it against his daughter’s forehead as he explained her symptoms to the doctor. A quick diagnosis of the stomach bug and suggestions for pedialyte and children's tylenol. Ice chips and popsicles. Crackers when she decided she was hungry. Vox hung up the phone and looked at Valentino.

“You heard the doc, it's going around. Rest, lots of fluids as she’ll tolerate them.” Vox turned to the sink and quickly filled a dixie cup with water. “Just have her sip on this for now.”

Valentino gave him a look.  “Vox, I’m not going to sit here and let this fever fester. Or let her keep getting sick. Go downstairs, tell the nurse I need a pediatric IV and…”

“Oh fuck no. Sorry Val, but I’m not letting you stick a needle into her. Adults are one thing, she’s too little,” Vox replied firmly. “And no offense, but your wife would be livid if you ignored the doctors advice and did fuck all. Besides, she’s got to get it all out of her system.”

“Language,” Valentino grumbled. But he knew Vox was right. He made a mental note to take a few courses on pediatric care. Just so Vox wouldn’t be right next time. 

“Listen, I’ll run to the store right now and get everything, it will be faster than waiting for housekeeping.” Vox continued. “And I’ll let Vel know too.”

“Can you try to get a message to my wife?” Valentino asked. “Fuck whatever she’s doing, I…”

“Language,” Vox teased gently. “But I can try. I make no promises though. She’s…”

“Busy, I know,” Valentino grumbled. 

Five hours later, the sickness seemed to be dissipating. It had been a solid twenty minutes between that moment and the last time she threw up. Valentino leaned over to the bathtub and turned on the cool water as he held his exhausted child. 

“Daddy? My belly hurts, and I’m thirsty,” she whined softly. 

He carefully poured the smallest amount from the bottle of pedialyte into cup. “Just a sip. Little sip.” 

To his relief, she did as she was told. Carefully, he lifted her up and went to set her in the bathtub. 

“No, Daddy!” She clinged to him tightly. “No!”

“Baby, I can’t give you more medication, and we have to get that fever down,” he told her patiently.

She clung to him tighter and sighed. Fine, if she wouldn’t get in by herself, he’d get in with her. He removed his phone and keys from his pocket and dropped them on the floor next to the bathtub. Carefully, he stepped into the water and slowly sank down into the tub, clothes be damned. 

She clung to him at first, but as the cool water soothed her skin she relaxed her grip. 

“Better?” Valentino asked. 

She nodded and let herself sink into the cool water. Valentino carefully took a cup full and poured it over her shoulders. After a few moments, he pressed his hand to her forehead. Good. Cooler now.

“Hey, how are we doin…oh, we’re at that point, huh?” Velvette asked as she surveyed the scene. “Not for nothing, Valentino but if you had told me that at any point you’d be in a bathtub in jeans…”

“Not. Not now Vel,” Valentino grumbled. “Can you grab the thermometer for me?” 

“Yeah yeah, let me,” Velvette replied as she picked up the thermometer. “Babygirl, tilt your head for Auntie.” 

To Valentino’s relief, she complied. As soon as it was off of her ear, she cuddled into Valentino and shivered. He wrapped his arms around her  Velvette looked at the number when it flashed.

“99.6,” she announced.

Valentino sighed, “alright, that’s better. She puked up the tylenol I tried to give her an hour ago…and I can’t give her more for another three, but I think we can get her into dry pjs and into bed.”

“I think so too. You dry her off, I’ll go get the both of you clean pjs,” Velvette said as she turned and walked out the door. 

Carefully, Valentino lifted his daughter back into his arms and stood up, letting the water drip from them both. He stepped out of the tub and, ignoring his own sopping wet outfit, quickly took her wet clothes off, wrapped her in a pink bath towel and set her on the counter. He grabbed a second towel and set to work towel drying her hair.  

“You look sleepy baby,” he cooed softly. “Papi’s going to get you into your jammies and then bedtime, okay?” 

She nodded sleepily and when Velvette came back, he quickly tugged the t-shirt over her head, and dressed her in a pair of pajama pants. 

“Val, I’ll take her to bed, you take a second and dry off,” Velvette said as she reached for the little girl. 

“No! Auntie, want Daddy!” She cried and reached for Valentino. 

“No no, don’t cry, you’ll make yourself sick again,” Valentino said quickly. “Go to bed with Auntie and count to twenty, and by the time you’re almost done I’ll be back out and in bed with you, okay?” 

She sniffled and buried her head into Velvette’s neck. Velvette quickly closed the door and Valentino made fast work of stripping off his sopping wet clothes and shoving himself into his favorite red and black plaid pajama shorts and a black t-shirt. 

“See! Told you Daddy would be back before we reached twenty!” Velvette sang as she sat on the bed. 

Valentino walked over and opened his arms. His little girl crawled against his chest and the second her head laid over his heart, she fell asleep.

“You’re lucky she can’t count,” Velvette said as she perched on the side of the bed. “Anything I can get you Val? Water? Food?”

“Just my phone, and maybe a cup of coffee, I’m going to try to stay up…”

Velvette shook her head. “Sleep when the baby sleeps. Trust me, you’ll know if she gets sick again. She’s safe in your arms, Val. You’re a good dad.” She reached over and squeezed his arm affectionately before hopping off the bed. 

By the time Velvette returned with water, snacks and his phone, Valentino was fast asleep with his daughter curled up on his chest. Velvette smiled and pulled the blanket up over his lap, quietly deposited the items on the nightstand and carefully closed the door behind her.

[colourstreakgryffin]

The Six Pillars; Masterlist #1~

Welcome to the First Temple~!

The animes I do write for is Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, Death Note, Haikyuu and Record of Ragnarok~! But I also want to do writing for the current communities and shows I am vested in so I’d love for requests of Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss! Don’t have to but that’d be appreciated, any character from those two shows!

I’ll write absolutely any type of concept like angst, drama, romantic love to platonic love, NSFW, fluff, comfort, character x character, character x reader. I’d prefer to stay away from very intense situations like (g)rape, (su)icide, death since I don’t wish to make a mockery of these themes, I am not the best with reader x OC requests and I do not like choosing characters myself nor coming up with the scenario, please do these yourself! It’s your request, not mine! My main work is anime, primarily Demon Slayer but my top right now is Hellaverse

Enough on that now! It’s time for the Masterlist~!I present you my work! Do as you please with this!

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Pillar #1: Demon Slayer ~❤️

Akaza and Koyuki: Demon Couple (my scenario)

Pillar #2: Jujutsu Kaisen ~💜

💙 Satoru Gojo: Ketchup and Mayonnaise

💚 Nobara Kugisaki: Black Humour

Pillar #3: JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure~💚

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Pillar #4: Death Note ~💙

💚 Ryuk: Master of Trickery

Pillar #5: Haikyuu ~💛

🖤 Tetsurō Kuroo: Chibi-Chan

🧡 Shoyo Hinata: North and South

💙 Koshi Sugawara: Red Handed

Pillar #6: Record of Ragnarok ~🩷

💚❤️🖤 Nikola, Qin Shi and Hades: Hip Belt

💚💛🧡 Heracles, Apollo and Buddha: Tying Ribbon

💙💛🖤 Poseidon, Apollo and Hades: Prickly Bud

💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

Pillar #7: Hellaverse ~🖤

🩷 Angel Dust: Aerial Dancing

💚 Charlotte: Colour Allergy

❤️ Blitzø: Restart and Reload

❤️ Alastor: the Weirdmageddon

❤️ Alastor: Element of Disharmony

💛 Lucifer: Princess and the King

❤️ Blitzø: High-Tell Surprise

❤️💙 Alastor and Vox: Black Foot

🖤 Carmilla Carmine: Bandy-Bandy

🩷 Velvette: Hourly Craze

💙🩷💚 Andrealphus, Stella and Mammon: Ripped-Off

❤️ Alastor: Bamboo Binds

🩷 Niffty: Cinnamon Spice

❤️ Alastor: Abandonment Issues

💙❤️🩷 Vox, Valentino and Velvette: Beep Beep Sheep

🩷 Angel Dust: Little Spiderling

Here is the second temple of this blog’s lengthy Masterlist~ Masterlist #2

[morningstarwrites]

I’d write a whole paragraph on how you capture their dynamic so well….

SO I WILL: I LOVE Radioapple when Alastor and Lucifer put aside their differences and work together to accomplish their goals (e.g taking care of the hotel and Charlie and/or getting back at Vox because he’s being a pest). They’ve got MASSIVE potential to be the “husbands in crime” duo and I live for it! Nothing risqué or spicy, just fluffy and silly antics between the two. Time-to-time they’d bicker like a married couple and tease each other occasionally but in the end they both care for Charlie and the hotel and truly enjoy each other’s company! You capture it so elegantly even though Alastor’s an “ace in the hole”, you still respect his sexuality and I’m happy about that. Once again I love their relationship dynamic and how much you intrigued me.

P.S- sorry for the whole a** paragraph above. I got carried away 😅

Thanks and have a great day!

📻🍎

Thank you! They'd definitely be Hell's Greatest Menaces together LOL. I do hope they have some fun scenes together in season 2!

Appreciate your message aw <3

[6esiree]

Just Yapping

You know what’s funny? When I first started writing, I was obsessed with Husk. He was the first character I fell in love with, but when I randomly decided to do the daddy fic, I included Alastor and Lucifer just for the hell of it. Then, around the time I released part two, I sort of liked Vox but I absolutely loathed Adam. I was like, fuck that dude honestly 😭

I actually ended up deleting the first attempt I made to write for him. It was SO negative, but then I came up with something else and I sort of made myself fall in love with him??? I was like wait a minute, I see the appeal. Back to Alastor and Lucifer, though, I continued to include them in my writing even though I was iffy about their characters. But then the more I wrote for them, the more they started to grow on me. So, I went from Husk, to Adam, to Lucifer, and now Alastor. As for Vox? I better write something good for him soon so he can stay in my fics LOL.

It’s kind of crazy to me because I didn’t think I’d get this far. I went from being like, WOAH, I have 20 followers! That’s fucking awesome. And then I blinked and suddenly had 1.1k followers? My writing is kinda mid but I guess some of y’all fuck with it…so um, yeah 😼 I appreciate each and every one of you—every like, reblog, and especially comment. You guys have no idea how much I love when you send in something, whether it’s anonymous or not!

Anyway, MUAHHH!!! Giving y’all a big ol grateful smooch through my screen rn <3

[xy0o]

“Dont let it all go to your head.”

Before you read this is based on a song! I would recommend you listen while reading, (Better People to Leave on Read by Emei)

Also this is not proof-read! So there maybe some errors!!

You’re an overlord, a powerful one at that.. and you always loved putting on a show. You loved to write and sing songs, especially back when you were alive. Your official debut when you were alive was with your ex husband, Alastor. You both sang love songs on stage your voice and his power due to his job as a radio host combined was, unstoppable.

Until…

Mimzy.

Mimzy was a wake up call for you. You began to notice things you never noticed before, the way girls stared at your husband or the way their touch lingered on his arm for too long. Mimzy noticed the way you visibly tensed up when she touched him and she definitely used it to her advantage, in life and in hell.

At first the little details were small, him leaving the house often, getting texts from her in the middle of the night, and the way he pretended he didn’t hear you sometimes when you said you loved him.

You thought you were going crazy until you went through his phone while he was in the shower. He claimed to hate technology, (especially Vox) but it was weird he was on it so much.

You’ll never forget the way your heart pounded and the tears that flew down your face seeing the messages he sent and was receiving towards, Mimzy.

You couldn’t bring yourself to read more, after closing the phone and putting it like it was before you wiped your tears. If these fuckers really thought you wouldn’t find out, they were wrong. So undeniably wrong, and you were gonna show them you were better.

You packed up your things that you needed, immediately leaving the house.

Til’ Death Do Us Part, Right?

But we’re already past that phase, so you left your wedding ring and divorce papers on the bed.

Thank god for your powers or else you surely would’ve been dead by now. You owned millions of souls, and that made you able to own your own side of the pentagram.

Tonight, you were going to sing the song you wrote about how you felt. It was your own way of dealing with things and you were sure your loyal listeners will be there to hear the new song.

You walked into the dressing room, picking a black low-cut dress with a sliver necklace with your own initial. Once you were done and began to walk out you immediately heard a whistle from one of the people apart of your band, “Damn Y/N! You look too good tonight, is it because of the song? Good shit not gonna lie.”

You nodded, grabbing her hand and walking out to the stage. “Thanks, I hope they think so too.”

When you opened the curtains you heard the crowd erupt into cheers and catcalls. You grabbed the mic, turning to your band mates and back up vocalists making sure they were ready to go.

3..

2..

1..

Action.

“God you’re just so obvious,”

You swayed your hips while walking around on stage, “Hit me up when I am killing it.”

The texts you received from him trying to apologize, assuming that you’d really go back to him.

“Do you really think I needed it? Your opinion means nothing to me.”

As you danced around stage, your eyes made eye contact with the last person you were expecting.

Mimzy

You didn’t flinch, and you sure as hell didn’t stop. You kept eye contact with her, smirking because this next part was about her.

“Did you happen to forget.. the little details like texting my boyfriend in the middle of the night.”

You bent over slightly in a suggestive way, “Did you happen to forget, all of the pictures that you sent him.”

You pointed the middle finger at her while watching her eyes fill with rage, “Recognized you from that tattoo on your thigh!~”

You stood up, continuing to dance around stage as you recall all of the vulgar pictures she sent him. “Love that you like to assume I’d waste a single second on you, but I’ve got better people to leave on read.. don’t let it all go to your head.”

Then you finally took a good look at the people in the crowd, it was filled with hell-borns and sinners with a few overlords. Your favorites at least, except for Alastor. He was standing right next to Mimzy, of course he was. You scoffed before singing with newfound confidence.

“Who’s your therapist? Fire your therapist.”

“Your audacity, reaching out to me, when the last text was a half-hearted apology!”

The texts he sent while still being with Mimzy, the good morning texts and all while acting like you two were still together. He signed the divorce papers at least, but he was still desperate for you.

“Love that you like to assume I’d waste a single second on you, but I’ve got better people to leave on read..” (x2)

You stopped singing, letting your backup vocalists do their part. You smiled as the song end, hearing people scream for an encore.

Before you could began to speak into the mic, a familiar blonde blob made her way onto your stage.

What the hell did she think she was doing?

“Don’t go trying to charm my man! He’s mine, and clearly he picked the better one out of the two of us.”

Oh she wanted to go there?

Fine, you’ll go there.

“It seems like he just needed a new thrill in life Mimzy, because all your man has been doing is hitting up my phone everyday.”

She whipped her head towards where Alastor was supposed to be only to find out he’s teleporting away, “Y-YOU BITCH!”

She desperately tried to swing at you, but the height difference worked in your favor. All you had to do was kick her off stage and problem solved, so that’s exactly what you did.

You looked down at her, “Mimzy.. if you ever think that you’re welcome here oho, you are SO wrong! If I find out you come into MY territory again, it won’t end so well for you will it?”

You watched as she cried and ran towards the exit, she really is pathetic. Realizing you had a crowd to entertain, you began to do an encore because..

the show must go on.

[chaggie4ever]

What future conflicts do you see happening with Chaggie? Personally, I think it would continue with their whole "Charlie doesn't listen and Vaggie doesn't express herself" issues they had in S1. Plus, the whole trusting Alastor thing might come up. Your predictions?

Absolutely great thoughts! Predictions and talking about HH is the only reason I made a Tumblr account XD

I personally really want Lute to have a role. Charlie seems to hate her even more than Vaggie after the angel reveal. And I think Vaggie will totally be here for this rivalry XD she may have to keep Charlie from killing Lute! A role for Emily in Lute’s possible redemption would be a great addition as they model Chaggie perfectly. Or maybe even Adam’s redemption (I’m convinced he’s coming back as a sinner - his vocals and lines are too great he has to come back). I remain convinced that Vaggie and Lute were frenemies and/or lovers for centuries.

The Alastor stuff is definitely important and will cause conflict for sure. I’m thinking Lilith is involved too (both her and Alastor have been gone for seven years…). I could see Vox getting involved and publicizing Vaggie’s genocidal past and Charlie comforting her.

alas i got sidetracked. Back to Chaggie! I really hope they address their codependency, and Charlie's tendency to steamroll Vaggie… she needs to actually listen to her girlfriend and notice when she is uncomfortable and will need to learn to push a bit more when Vaggie is uncomfortable to make her express herself. Vaggie is one of a few main characters who we have NOT seen cry. She REALLY needs to XD maybe Rosie can be a couple's therapist?

also now that season 3 and 4 are confirmed, im betting on a Chaggie engagement season 2. And if they dont have some down time to have an on screen date or fooling around time imma blow up the studio (no not really). I love that they are established and not the centerpoint of the season - this helps normalize gay relationships. But I also have needs XD maybe Charlie had to wait for Lucifer to come back in her life before she could officially get engaged as queen of hell. Future queens of hell 🥰 this will also likely not go over well in heaven or hell after Vaggie’s exorcist past…

Also… thank goodness Vivi isn’t in charge of writing anymore as she has Satan kill Vaggie after they are engaged and I will kill everyone if this happens

Bonus headcanons (some are stolen):

- Vaggie’s wings come out when she’s aroused - stiffly XD I think they will transition from gray to silver over time as she redeems herself further

- Vaggie and Lute stand trial for crimes by the seraphim. Vaggie is absolved of her disobedience and halo and eye restored (or maybe a weird glowy version so she still keeps her eye patch most of the time). She never wears the halo but it lets her open portals to heaven and hell. Lute is cast out of heaven for killing a member of Lucifer’s family (Dazzle) and attacking them and her vigilante justice on Vaggie. She may lose her wings and an eye too. She will still have one arm as she does not love anyone to restore it (Vaggie’s wings grow back out of love for Charlie and because they weren’t cut off by angelic steel. Lute ripped her arm off and it can also grow back.. if she learns to love).

- Vaggie hides her wings 90% of the time because she’s ashamed of her past (I’d LOVE a B plot episode where Angel Dust helps her with this)

- Charlie is super embarrassed when she demons out when Vaggie teases her publicly (always subtle until Charlie ruins it)

- Vaggie and Nifty bond over shared violence

- They go on flying dates where Vaggie carries Charlie and she loves it. Sometimes Lucifer joins.

- Charlie has picked up stabby Vaggie on several occasions and walked away with her to avoid conflict

- Vaggie’s spear is an emotional support spear and she talks to it and Charlie is jealous and has tried to hide it

- Vaggie spends Sunday dinners with Carmella and her daughters and is basically adopted and Charlie is jealous but also really happy that Vaggie is making her own friends

- Charlie loves when Vaggie speaks Spanish in bed - I also love the theories that they keep ruining beds with Charlie’s horns XD

- EVERYONE has heard them having sex - Charlie is LOUD and sometimes sings + Vaggie avoids Angel Dust the week after particularly loud sessions

- Charlie will propose after a very awkward convo with Lucifer

- Vaggie eventually bonds with sinner Adam and maybe Lute too

- I have an aversion to pregnancy and children but some of the kid theories are cute and Vaggie seems to be the more feminine but I could actually see Charlie carrying 😉😇

Ok imma stop now before this turns into a whole fan fiction XD

[moose-muffin]

im new here (hiya from the hazbin tag lol) but if you do character + character requests than please PLEASE gimmie a lee!vox with ler!alastor 🙏🙏🙏hear me out... the two are fighting and al (sHocKINglY) wins out, and vox expects to like.. be beaten into the ground as a result, but nope!! he gets tickled!!! to tears!!!! smthn smthn he wasnt smilin and, yk, youre never fully dressed w/o a smile!!!

/nf to do tho ty for reading!!! <3<3

OMG OMG HELLO WELCOME I HOPE YOURE DOING GOOD YIPPEE

SO FUN FACT I WAS VERY LIKE NEUTRAL TO RADIOSTATIC BUT TONIGHT HAS BEEN (HAHAH GET IT) AN ADVENTURE AND THIS ROAD HAS BEEN SUCH A BLAST <3 THOSE TWO FUCKERS ARE SO INSTIGATIVE ITS CRAZY.

I KNOWWWW THIS AS A FIC WOULD GO C R A Z Y!!!!! IDK IF ANYONE HERE WRITE FOR VOX AND ALASTOR AND PERHAPS DOES COMMISSIONS BUT I WILL PAY!!!! PLEASE HIT ME UP OR ILL PROBABLY GO TAKE A PEAK FOR MYSELF TMR <3 AS LONG AS THATS OK ANON. (I WILL ABSOLUTELY LET IT BE POSTED AS LONG AS THE AUTHOR IS OK WITH IT WHICH USUALLY THEY ARE!!!!) IM GONNA TAKE SOME CREATIVE LIBERTIES AS I TYPICALLY DO HEADCANONS!

IM NOT USUALLY A CHARACTER + CHARACTER GIRLY SO BEAR WITH ME BUT I WILL DO MY VERY BEST!!!! HOPEFULLY I CAN DO THIS JUSTICE! IT WILL BE RANDOM HCS THAT ARE UNRELATED TOO. MY BRAIN IS A MESSY PLACE HWBSHWDBD

OK SO LIKE I KINDA MENTIONED, THEY BOTH LOOOOVE TO JUST GET UNDER PEOPLES SKIN. LOVE IT!!! ESPECIALLY ALASTOR. HES SUCH AN ASS (affectionate)

I’D EVEN SAY HE’S KIND OF AN INSTIGATIVE LER???? BRO IS DOING EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER TO GET TO TICKLE VOX LIKEEE IDK IF THAT EVEN MAKES SENSE BUT I KNOW ITS TRUE. HE WILL CASUALLY WIGGLE HIS FINGERS IN CONVERSATION, TWEAK HIS RIBS FROM BEHIND, LITTLE THINGS LIKE THAT. WELL THEYRE NOT LITTLE. ESPECIALLY NOT TO VOX WHO IS SO FLUSTERED BY IT… ITS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING

BUT! VOX HAS STARTED TO FIGURE IT OUT. AS HE IS ALSO ONE WHO LOVEEES TO GET UNDER SKIN, HE DECIDES HE’LL DO EVERYTHING TO TRIGGER A LER MOOD IN ALASTOR. IF HE CAN TELL HE ALREADY HAS ONE, HE FINDS WAYS TO SUBTLY (WE ALL KNOW HE ISNT SUBTLE THOUGH) LEAVE A SPOT UNPROTECTED. BUT ALASTOR DOESNT WANT TO GIVE HIM THE SATISFACTION!!! HE TRIES SO HARD TO NOT GIVE IN TO VOX BC HE “WANTED TO BE THE ONE IN CONTROL” AND NOW HE ISNT AND HES #PISSED

ALSO VOX ABSOLUTELY IS HORRIFIED OF VULNERABILITY. YET HE IS ABLE TO MOVE PAST IT WITH ALASTOR HERE. SOMEHOW HE ISNT AS WORRIED ANYMORE. MAYBE HE KNOWS ALASTOR WILL REACT. HE LOVES THAT SO VERY MUCH.

AS FOR THE SPECIFIC PROMPT, OH THAT IS SO REAL!!!! ABSOLUTELY YES!!!

I DONT WRITE GOOD ROMANCE BUT LIKE UGH IMAGINE IT NOW. Alastor definitely just got himself to the V’s tower and was planning on fucking with Vox only to see he had already been kinda pissed off. Alastor wouldn’t be as satisfied if he knew he didn’t cause the frustration. He realized he could just stir the pot again. Problem solved, and what better way to solve it than using his weakness against him.. being tickled.

I’m being a little silly but genuinely Vox is so ticklish. Like most ticklish person in hell would go to him if it were an official title. That’s what I’m thinking. That being said, Alastor also knows how quickly he could get him to crumble… but wouldn’t it be more fun to take it slow.

Vox notices his presence almost immediately. He tried to ignore it as he feels his face get warm. He can’t fuck this up. He takes a deep breath and turns around. “Why hello, Alastor! What brings you to our building this evening?” He said in a semi newcaster voice. He wasn’t ready to drop the act

“Well Vox, I came here for a reason of my own but then I walked by your office and you looked so sad!” He began to walk closer to Vox. “You know, t they say you’re never fully dressed without a smile!”

Vox let out a laugh that was quite clearly untruthful. “Yes Alastor I am aware! I was alone in here and so I figured I’d just save up some energy. I’m sure you understand.”

“Quite frankly I don’t,” Alastor paused, “I think maybe I could help you get that smile back.”

Vox didn’t even have to think. He knew Alastor meant he was going to tickle him. You could ask Velvette. She’s seen those two in tickle fights that lasted for DAYS. she knows what they’re capable of, or more so what Alastor is capable of.

Vox puts up a fight for maybe a couple seconds but he just loves tickles more than he can play pretend that he doesn’t <3

It works out well for them both, Alastor gets to fuck around with Vox and well, Vox gets his shit rocked!!! And he loves that more than a lot of things.

OK IM GONNA CUT IT OFF HERE BUT PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COME BACK!!!! IM ALWAYS DOWN TO HEAR WHAT PEOPLE ARE THINKING!! MAYBE ID DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS AGAIN OR LIKE ADD ONTO THIS!!! BUT I AM JUST ALL OVER THE PLACE CURRENTLY HEHE. I HOPE THESE ARE ENJOYABLE!!! (LOWKEY I WANNA ADD MORE TO THISSSS MAYBE TMR MAYBE TMR WE’LL SEE)

apologies if anything is ooc, i just do this for funsies <3

THANK YOU FOR THIS ASKK

[the-burd-lord]

Playing around with Alastor’s design a little bit. He would still wear most of the same outfit he wore back then, don't fix what's not broken, but with an added suit jacket that's a bit too big for him. I need to make a bit of to at some point, but after his break up he draws on a pencil mustache to add on to his emphasis of having a new appearance while still staying in his time.

A post depression mustache if you will.

As for some of his creepy aspects I'm cutting out the voodoo elements of his character, and instead using the uncanny and analog horror elements instead (I am a simple creature).

I need to actually remake the color pallets for him and old Vox, but essentially they both start off as black and white or with grey like colors, and gain new ones after they split up. Vox becomes more saturated and Alastor becomes sepiatone, as while it's more colorful it's still is reminiscent of the past.

Now time for some of the silly rivalry bits:

I’d image they would have casual debates on the radio and tv that would soon devolve into insults and eventually nothing but 30/50s slang and Creole French that would last for hours.

I need to finish writing this bit, but basically Charlie sees it as a good idea to go on Vox’s talk show to promote the hotel and herself. There’s some lil rivalry moments between Vox and Al, but ultimately Vox doesn’t fully let his grudges get in the way of hosting a good show.

Even though they mutually broke up they still each regret ending the relationship, and as such covey their loneliness in their respective mediums. Vox making sad, gay movies and being so worn out after that when he watches them he doesn’t even know what he made.

And Alastor having a late night audio story about a turtle and a hare going on adventures. There are times where he’ll just start describing crushing regret and isolation, and he’ll realize that he may have gone a bit far and try to steer it towards more of a happy ending with Vox listening in on all of it.

Something something relationship meme with a sketch I’ll probably never finish. Also surprising, but also not that surprising, to me that in "Stayed Gone" they didn't go with the obvious joke on what to call his late night talk show.

The grrls r fighting!! But for real this time.

Been playing with the idea of Vox turning into pure energy when he's overly stressed, or just becoming a weird robot creature as form he can take as an overlord. It's probably going to result in a lot of sketches where I 𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 won't use Videodrome as inspiration (lie).

At some point I need to get a good animation program and just start making a bunch of animatics or animations cause I have so many song inspirations for these two.

Specifically one that I want to make a whole animation for is “(They Long to Be) Close to You.” Basically it’s just going to be them fighting interspersed with moments of them waltzing together. I think you can probably parse out the metaphors and connections I'm going for here.

Also me and a friend were talking about song inspirations and after I continually listened, watched, and worked (at least for me) on Hadestown we just replaced Hades with Vox in some of the songs.

🚨SPOILERS FOR HADESTOWN🚨

One stanza that I need to make an animatic for is in Chant Reprise, specifically 2:33-3:18 with the “I conduct the electric city” line.

This is going to become a bit of promotion for the show cause I love it so much. Probably my favorite musical ever! Also highly recommend listening to this version of "Chant," cause there’s a verse for Persephone and Eurydice that provide some cool reflections that reflect the original “Chant” in their verses.

There’s no direct references to any of the other characters, although you can add your own interpretations.

On that note here’s another song that reflects them. “How Long?” mainly with the “your pity won’t fit in my bed” lines, and when Hades and Persephone are actually singing to each other turning it into being about their relationship instead of the fates of Orpheus and Eurydice.

And a lil teaser for how they make up:

Will make another post about them. I have so many sketches WWHYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN’T ESCAPE EITHER VERSION!!!!

[amazon160]

HAZBIN HOTEL SEASON FINALE RANT/THEORY/REVIEW

//SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT//

The Show

Overall, I’d give the show an 8/10. It’s got some issues, mainly with the pacing and some writing points (and me personally some of the humor). But it’s got a lot of pros including stellar animation, music and voice acting. So it’s still VERY enjoyable.

The Finale

It was AWESOME!!! Just a few notes:

-I love Alastor and Rosie’s dynamic, I think that it’s one of the few genuine friendships Alastor has and I love it

-Vox’s commentary was SO. HILARIOUS. I was excited to see him again hoping he’d take on a semi-big role again, but this was even better

-Sir Pentious has had my heart since the beginning and seeing him die so suddenly was…shocking. I was in shock. But it fit his character

-I’M SO GLAD HE GOT INTO HEAVENNNN 😭🥹

-MY BABY BOY DESERVES IT

-Alastor’s voice even without the radio effect is kinda…

Theories

I’m curious to know what the terms of Alastor’s “bondage” is. He seems very desperate to escape it, after all. Once his staff is broken, he can’t use his greater power against Adam. I feel like Alastor’s been restricted of his power by Lilith because of his lines in the closing number, and that has to be through the staff.

I think that Lilith is being set up to be the big bad of the series, now that it’s confirmed she’s “on the angels’ side”. The thing is, I don’t think anyone knows she’s in Heaven. I think only Lute knows about her existing there, but she strikes a deal with Lilith and doesn’t tell anyone.

I’m not sure what the terms of the deal would have been, but Lute seemed to have been tasked with killing Adam. And now she can ask something of Lilith. That something is most likely what will make Lilith the main antagonist of the show. She has to be…

Predictions

I’ve seen some debate between whether Alastor or Lilith will be the big bad of Season 2 and/or 3. Assuming we get 3 seasons; I’ve no idea how many we’re getting. With either one, there’d be some pretty good stakes. But I believe it’s Lilith, no doubt.

She’s been concealed in the shadows for a while and is clearly a much higher power than Alastor. So while Alastor will be a big problem later on, I think he’s not going to be as big as Lilith. Also there’s so much more mystery about her than Alastor and it’d be a GREAT buildup.

In conclusion,

I CAN’T WAIT FOR SEASON 2!!!!

[storm-angel989]

How would Valentino and the other fees reacting to his daughter being insecure? Btw I love ur writing!

Hi friend, 

Aw! Thank you so much! So I recently did a thing where Vox and Velvette find out they’re going to have a child. This little fic stars Valentino x Reader’s daughter from OTO and Vox and Velvette’s daughter (her cousin).

You asked for insecure- how much more insecure can you be when you feel like your place in your Aunt and Uncle’s life is being usurped? 

Enjoy!

<3 Mandy 

My Aunt Velvette and Uncle Vox were my second parents growing up. As much as I needed my Mom and Dad, I spent just as much time in their studios, in their bedrooms, being babysat and sneaking ice cream. One of my favorite memories growing up was the weekend that both my parents went out of town and my Aunt and Uncle took me for a weekend of fun- Loo Loo World (which was much better than the knock off Loo Loo Land), ice cream, and giant sleepovers in their bed. Looking back on it, I was sure I missed my parents, but my Aunt and Uncle kept me so busy and so happy, I was too distracted to be bothered too much by their absence. 

Now that I had a baby cousin of my own, I was determined to be the cool, fun person that they were to me growing up. So whenever Aunt Velvette asked me to babysit, I took it as seriously as I could. Usually, it was just for an afternoon. But with my Mom and Dad out of town more and more often and both my Aunt and Uncle working, being a babysitter was less of a request and more of a necessity. This weekend was no different than the last. Mom and Dad were gone, and Aunt Velvette and Uncle Vox had to work, leaving me the babysitter. Again. 

“Sweetheart, if you could both come on down to my studio around 11:00, I have some modeling for her to do,” Aunt Velvette said to me. 

A twinge of unfamiliar envy settled over my stomach and I tried to push it down. There was no reason to be jealous of my cousin. Aunt Velvette and Uncle Vox told me before she was born that I would always be their little girl too, and always be loved just as much. It was probably toddler modeling, a clothing line I was too old for anyway. But as I wiped the crumbs off the three year olds face and took her hand in mine as we stepped onto the elevator, the feeling grew ever so slightly stronger. 

“Mommy!” the little girl shrieked as soon as the elevator door opened. 

She released my hand and took off across the studio. I hurried behind her, but to my dismay, she ran right into her Mom and wrapped her head in her skirt. 

“Sorry, Auntie Vel,” I apologized, “she just wanted you.”

“No matter, I need her anyway,” Velvette replied as she lifted her daughter up and cuddled her to her chest. “Did you have a good morning baby? Did you? Tell Mummy all about it.” 

I watched as she carried her across the studio and after a moment, I followed behind. The longer I stayed, the worse I felt. I loved my little cousin, but part of me wished my own parents were nothing more than an elevator ride away. My mom worked in another building, and more often than not was gone for periods of time. And I wasn’t allowed in my father’s studio under any circumstances. There would be no mid-day mom hugs for me- something my cousin was currently relishing in. I could feel the envy slowly start to melt into something else. Sadness, maybe? 

“Hey, Aunt Vel? I know I said I’d babysit, but if she’s doing a shoot with you do I need to stay? If not, I’d like to go swim some laps at school while the pool is still open,” I said as I watched Velvet lace up the back of my cousin's dress. 

“Hmm? Oh, sure, I don’t need you here. Go do whatever it is you want to do,” she replied, her eyes on her daughter. “Baby, smile, you look beautiful darling, Mummy loves you so much!” 

I turned and walked away silently, my heart heavy in my chest. I had two parents who loved me more than anything, so why did I feel so bad? I trudged up the stairs, tossed my swimming gear in my back and paged a limo to take me to school. Maybe a little swim would actually make me feel better.

Two hours later I had more than lost count of how many laps I had swam. Not that it mattered, my VoxTech watch kept track when I couldn’t. Body shaky, I pulled myself up on the deck and took a drink out of my water bottle as I hit the reset button. My body was definitely tired, but the feeling of sadness hadn’t gone away yet. With a sigh, I lowered myself back into the water and slid my goggles back over my eyes. Maybe another few laps would help. 

I dove under and pushed my body through the fatigue. At the end of the lane, I flipped and made my way back down. To my surprise, a familiar hand waved in the water and I stopped and lifted my goggles up as I caught my breath. 

“Uncle Vox? What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Your Aunt sent me to check on you. She said you sounded a little off this morning, and it looks like you’ve been swimming for awhile- why don’t you get out and take a break for a little bit?” He suggested gently. “Come on, I brought you a snack. And if you’re going to work your body this hard, you need to fuel it.” 

Part of me wanted to scramble up out of the pool and take him up on his offer. But another part of me, a bigger part of me, didn’t want his attention. Or Aunt Vel’s, for that matter. I wanted this icky feeling inside of me to go away. 

“I’m fine, Uncle Vox. Really. You can tell Aunt Velvette that too,” I replied as I swam backwards. “I’ll be home later, I promise.”  I slipped my goggles back down over my eyes. Without another word, I dove back under the water. 

Another hour passed. Then two. Finally, I hit my limit. My body shook and any feeling I had was long gone, replaced by sheer exhaustion. I lifted myself out of the pool, swung my body around to face the lanes, and leaned forward as I caught my breath.  I closed my eyes and to my surprise, I felt a towel over my shoulder. 

“You know, you’re going to have to talk at some point. You can’t exercise your problems away,” Vox’s voice was soft. 

“Nothing’s wrong, Uncle Vox. Nothing happened, I just…I want to do really well this season,” I replied as I wiped my eyes with my towel. To my dismay, the feeling of sadness flooded back and I squeezed my eyes shut.  “I’m fine.”

“That’s not the voice of someone who’s fine,” he said softly. “Come on baby, talk to me.” 

“Nothing happened,” I said sharper than I meant to.

“Didn’t say it did,” he replied calmly. “But something is bothering you. Come on, spit it out.”

I bit the inside of my cheek. “No, cause it won’t come out right. Uncle Vox, I just…I just want to go home, okay? Leave me alone.” 

Instead, he sat down next to me. 

“Then don’t worry about it coming out right. Just let it out, sweetheart. You’ll feel better, I promise,” he told me gently. “Come on, we don’t keep secrets from each other, do we?”

Slowly, I shook my head no. 

“Right, sweetheart. Now isn’t any different. So spill, kiddo,” he put his hand on my shoulder. “Come on, I’m listening.”

“It’s not fair that….I just…I wish my mom and dad paid as much attention to me as you guys do to your daughter,” I blurted out. “It isn’t fair that she gets to go and see her mom and dad whenever she wants and my mom isn’t here half the time and I’m not allowed in my dads studio! It’s not fair and I hate it!” 

That icky feeling washed over me and I could feel the tears start to burn.  I scrambled to my feet and turned to run towards the locker room. 

Vox’s hand caught my arm and he pulled me back. 

“Hey, babygirl, it’s okay,” he said softly. “Hey, I’m here. Reader. Reader, listen to me. I’m here.” He wrapped me in his arms and pushed my head to his chest as he held me. 

“I love her and I love you guys and I’m sorry,” I choked out. “I just, I wish…”

“And we love you,” he said quietly as he held me. “We love you honey.”

“I’m sorry,” I said as I tried to rub my eyes. “Uncle Vox, I love her and,”

“And no one thinks you don’t. It’s a hard adjustment, especially when you see her start doing things that you used to do,” he said gently. “But you don’t need to feel insecure or unsure about your place in our lives, baby. We love you very, very much.” He kissed the top of my head and gave me a gentle squeeze. “But whenever you do feel sad, or insecure or even jealous, you need to come tell us. Not work yourself into exhaustion.” He pulled off his jacket and took the wet towel from around my shoulders before draping the dry coat over me. “Come on sweetheart, let’s get you home.” 

One hour, a bottle of red gatorade and a hot shower later, I felt a little bit better. Dressed in my pajamas, I made my way out to the living room. 

“Reader!” My cousin screamed as soon as she saw me. “Reader! I made you a picture!”

I looked down at the pink and purple scribbles etched on a piece of paper. I swallowed as guilt washed over me. How could I have ever been jealous of her? 

“Thanks,” I muttered. “I’m going to go put it in my room.” 

I turned and made my way back to my bedroom. I closed the door behind me, turned off the lights, set her picture on my desk and climbed under the covers. The icky feeling had returned full force and I wanted nothing more than to be alone. 

Unfortunately, my Aunt Velvette had other plans. The bedroom lights flicked on and I shut my eyes tight. 

“Oh stop, we both know you’re not sleeping,” Velvette’s voice scolded lightly. “Sit up, your Uncle made you soup. He said you needed something in your system and you probably weren't up for much. So come on, sit up now.”

Reluctantly, I sat up and she pressed a warm mug into my hands before perching herself on the edge of the bed.

“Drink up,” she told me. “I want every drop gone.”

Reluctantly, I took a sip. The feeling of warmth exploded on my tongue and before I knew it, it was empty. Velvette took the mug from my hand and set it on the nightstand.

“That’s a good girl, now snuggle under the covers,” she told me. 

“Aunt Vel? Did you…did you talk to Uncle Vox?” I asked as she tucked the covers in around me. 

She kissed my forehead. “I did. Love, it’s okay to feel those feelings. But we need to talk about them, not punish our bodies. I wouldn’t be surprised if you still feel icky, but I promise a good night's sleep and you’ll feel much, much better.” 

“Okay,” I replied softly. “Good night, Aunt Velvette.” 

“Goodnight sweetheart,” she replied. 

I heard her footsteps shuffle across the room and the lights clicked off. I snuggled under my covers and closed my eyes tightly. Maybe Aunt Velvette was right. Maybe I would feel better in the morning.

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Hazbin Hotel Rewrite Outline

Ok, I think it's I actually do something about the multi paged document in my Google Drive: I think its time to show you a (very early draft) of how I would rewrite Hazbin Hotel of I was given only the confirmation of four seasons with five and six up in the air. Again this is a very early draft of this and a lot has changed in the full on Six season rewrite, and there's some details missing since I was saving that for the character descriptions, but since that's taking me so long I may as well just post the outline I have in my Google Doc, since having it out there might help my motivation to get the characters done. So hope you enjoy this very rough outline!

NOTE: I just wanted to put this here before everything starts: VALENTINO IS NO LONGER A R*PIST, I just feel like making him one just makes it uncomfortable when fans and staff members like him, I'm not saying it's bad to like him as long as you don't like his actions or him as a person. I'm just saying you just feel guilty for liking him when he's done something so Horrid, so I'm removing that and making Angel's abuser a previous friend who he killed years ago. Also Religious critique (more specifically of Christianity) will be present, not much in this exact outline but more in future more refined versions of this project, I'm not Religious however I have heard stories about people's trauma with Christianity, and I thought it would be fun to explore.

Also put feedback/critique in the comments I’d love to hear it!

Anyway, here we go:

Premise:

An angel attempts to redeem a 1940s mafia drag queen and a 1880s inventor to prove redemption is possible to stop the exterminations for good, with the help of a 1910s scientist turned bartender, a 1950s housewife, and a 1950s TV host, maybe they’ll be able to prove the first man and leader of the extermination Adam wrong.

Length:

Part 1 (Season 1 and 2): 16 episodes (8 each)

Part 2 (Season 3 and 4): 16 episodes (8 each)

Part 3 (Season 5 and 6): 16 episodes (8 each) 

Outline: 

Season 1.

The Pilot would be a half-episodic/half-character episode where we follow ‘Sir Pentious’ and his struggle with his Bisexuality and him trying (and failing) to prove how ‘straight’ he is (I know it's cringe but trust me I’d write it better hopefully), shenanigans insure. Afterwards ‘Sir Pentious’ would have a heart to heart with ‘Emily’/‘Angel Dust’ about his trauma of being Bisexual in a time that discriminated against Homosexuality/Bisexuality and ‘Emily’/‘Angel Dust’ would assure him that being LGBTQIA+ doesn’t get you into Hell, and that they’ll help him redeem himself.

‘Emily’ would be in the same position as St Peter was in the original show, welcoming ‘Winners’ into Heaven and discussing their lives. However, she then  learns about the exterminations and makes it her mission to redeem the redeemable Sinners in Hell.

She speaks to and convinces Lucifer to give her a rundown hotel and a meeting with Satan. After some cleaning up, she recruits ‘Angel Dust’ to be redeemed at the Hotel.

‘Emily’ is able to get an interview with ‘Katie Killjoy’ and ‘Tom Trench’, therefore she leaves ‘Angel Dust’ at the Hotel. In the interview she pitches the Hotel, saying that while there are a lot of Sinners/Contractors who don’t deserve Redemption, there are some Sinners/Contractors who don’t deserve Hell’s Suffering, but it is then followed by a broadcast of ‘Angel Dust’ and his mother protecting their territory, interrupted by Arackniss. After the meeting, ‘Vox’ comes to the Hotel to invest and help ‘Emily’ with her mission and hires ‘Baxter’ and ‘Niffty’ to be staff for the Hotel.

We would get introduced to ‘Cherri Bomb’ and her friendship with ‘Angel Dust’, we get a battle scene of them fighting an Inventor called ‘Sir Pentious’. ‘Emily’ then invites him into the Hotel. The rest of the episode would focus on ‘Sir Pentious’ and setting up his character and development.

The next few episodes will be fun episodic adventures that will introduce ‘Val’, ‘Alastor’ and ‘Velvette’, and will also introduce concepts such as ‘Vox’’s and ‘Alastor’’s rivalry, ‘Val’ and ‘Angel’’s dynamic (because ‘Val’ is no longer a R*pist), ‘Cherri Bomb’’s guilt with not being able to do anything to stop ‘Angel’’s abuser, ‘Velvette’’s spellbook, Respawning, Angelic weapons, Reincarnation, Hellish Curses/Punishments, and probably more. Also tackles bigotry and how it negatively affects people (Lol no this would be in a hypothetical pilot).

It’s revealed that ‘Vox’’s curse is that he has amnesia about his life on earth. When ‘Emily’ asks how they are going to redeem him, ‘Vox’ says that he’s not here to be redeemed, only to invest. Afterwards, ‘Baxter’ has a conversation with ‘Vox’ about the fact that ‘Vox’ didn’t tell ‘Baxter’ about his (‘Vox’) amnesia despite him being the one that people tell their secrets to. ‘Vox’ just tells him that he doesn’t own his secrets, making ‘Baxter’ cower a bit and rethink.

Season 1 would end with ‘Emily’ meeting Satan in Purgatory, and she asks what got the Hotel Patrons into Hell (since only Satan knows what gets someone into Heaven or Hell). Satan explains that ‘Sir Pentious’ was filled with Envy for others around him and destroyed the lives of the rich inventors in the name of helping poor inventors, ‘Angel Dust’ was in the Mafia and he sold his soul to the OG Asmodeus, ‘Baxter’ killed people with his experiments, ‘Vox’ went to Hell because of his deadly and abnormal Obsession with the people around him, and Satan reveals that he actually sent ‘Niffty’ to Heaven. With this information, ‘Emily’ theories that if a Sinner is able to confront and repent their sins, they will be able to go into Heaven.

Season 2.

This Season would focus on ‘Angel Dust’ and ‘Sir Pentious’ and the start of their development, also it would set up everyone’s problems and development.

Explores ‘Angel’’s mafia background, life, and the fact that he sold his soul to the OG Asmodeus so he wouldn’t get cursed in Hell.

Angel’s trauma relating to the abuser he killed 5 years ago, and the fact that ‘Val’ neglected his responsibilities as the ‘Overlord’ of Lust. Something ‘Val’ is trying to improve on.

‘Sir Pentious’ is revealed to be a ‘WereSerpent’ which is why he wasn’t at the Hotel most nights. However, ‘Baxter’ reveals that it’s actually his true demon form and concludes that his Hellish Curse is that he can’t control his true demon form, and it could take him over completely if he’s not careful, like his envy. It’s implied that his extreme growth in his envy and true demon form’s uncontrollability might be connected to his rivalry with ‘Cherri Bomb’.

‘Baxter’ reveals that he used to be a ‘mad’ scientist who experimented and tortured people, who quit being a scientist to bartender in Hell since he felt guilty about what he did on earth, also it would be revealed that he’s a trans male and died by drowning on the Titanic (because it’s a neet Baxter theory).

We would get to see ‘Niffty’’s backstory. Her being a depressed housewife, being sexualised by her husband, and her accidentally killing her husband in self defence, and being shot in the head by the Police. 

‘Cherri Bomb’ comes to the Hotel to take ‘Angel Dust’ and the others (except for ‘Sir Pentious’) for a night out after a stressful time with his family. ‘Emily’, God and Adam meet together in Heaven to discuss the progress. ‘Emily’ says that the Hotel residents are doing great, only for Heaven to eavesdrop on the residents and get shown a fight between ‘Sir Pentious’’ true demon form and the rest of the gang, since ‘Cherri Bomb’ convinced ‘Angel Dust’ that they could take on the ‘Rouge Demon’ (since ‘Sir Pentious’ Curse makes it so no one can recognise him until they either see him transform into the demon form or see him transform out of the demon form). After the battle, Adam and ‘Emily’ get into an argument about if there’s a difference between ‘redeemable’ and ‘irredeemable’ sinners, with Adam trying to justify his actions in the exterminations, ‘Emily’ will also bring up how the people she’s trying to help were people who were marginalised people in life, how they wouldn’t have committed the Sins they did if society wasn’t so discriminatory (though that would justify their actions it just explains them), and how people on Earth have been doing horrible things in their name. God brings the meeting to a close, being distressed by the conversation (he would be an omnibenevolent God who hates how people use his name to do terrible things like Bigotry), and tells ‘Emily’ if she’s able to redeem a Sinner by the next extermination, he’ll order Adam to end the exterminations for good. 

After the meeting, everyone (including ‘Sir Pentious’, ‘Emily’ and ‘Cherri Bomb’) is walking back to the hotel. ‘Sir Pentious’ tries to apologise and wishes he could control and stop his true demon form, but ‘Niffty’ blows up at him and calls out the fact he’s done nothing about his problems and has done nothing to improve himself at the Hotel. ‘Angel Dust’ tries to defend him from ‘Niffty’, but she ends up calling him out for also not improving much at the Hotel and doing nothing about his own familial problems, and the fact he could have left the Mafia like his sister but he didn’t and just wallowed in his troubles (that doesn’t count his trauma from his abuser since that wasn’t his fault and it would be f*cked up to make him ‘get over it’ instead of letting him heal naturally from it). ‘Niffty’ then says to them that if they actually care about improving and redeeming themselves, they should start actually doing it. ‘Niffty’ finally says to ‘Cherri Bomb’ if she actually cares about ‘Angel Dust’, she would actually help him improve instead of roping him into situations that nearly get him killed. ‘Emily’ confronts ‘Niffty’ about it and tells her that you can’t just tell people to start changing, you have to understand why they haven’t changed and why they have and wallow in their problems.

The next episode would open with ‘Sir Pentious’ and ‘Angel Dust’ in the Sloth Library looking for books. ‘Angel Dust’ laments about how ‘Niffty’ was right about them not actually improving themselves and not confronting their problems. ‘Sir Pentious’ questions if he could actually change himself and worries about the fact it might be too late for him to change since his true demon form has taken over his life so much, and questions if he should just give up. ‘Angel Dust’ refutes him by saying he’s not too far gone yet, and he still has time, and encourages him to continue, which ‘Sir Pentious’ agrees to. Meanwhile, ‘Velvette’ is able to make a potion that is able to get rid of a Hellish Curse that can only be made every 100 years. However, instead of using it on himself, ‘Alastor’ plans to use it on ‘Vox’ because his morbid curiosity about ‘Vox’’s past life has turned him insane. He succeeds and the episode would end with the TV’s in Hell turning as they begin to display his past life.

Season 2 would end by showing ‘Vox’’s past life, his traumatic childhood in a cult, his job as a TV host’s assistant with his superior stealing credit from him, him being quite obsessive with the people around, and ‘Vox’ being killed by a falling TV falling on his head in front of a crowd, hence the amnesia. At first ‘Alastor’ is thrilled to finally have the answers about his rival’s past life, however, seeing ‘Vox’’s distraught face, he starts to regret it, but before ‘Alastor’ can apologise ‘Vox’ disappears. The Season would end with a news broadcast that the extermination will be happening in 3 months. Which leaves everyone shocked.

Season 3 and 4.

‘Angel Dust’ and ‘Sir Pentious’’ development would speed up quite a bit.

‘Angel Dust’ confronts his past with the mafia and his crime family. We will be shown flashbacks of his life and a scene where ‘Molly’ leaves the crime family in life due to wanting to live an honest life. ‘Angel Dust’ would resolve these issues in the Season 4 Finale.

‘Sir Pentious’ confronts his envy for ‘Cherri Bomb’’s power, and tries to control his true demon form. This would complete itself in the Season 4 Finale. 

‘Cherri Bomb’ shares her backstory of being in a traditional household, running from home when they found out she was a Lesbian, becoming a punk rebel arsonist, selling her soul to the OG Moloch, and blowing herself up with fireworks, killing her. She would also be able to let go of her guilt of not being able to stop 'Angel Dust''s abuser.

We would see throughout Season 3 and 4 ‘Vox’ having nightmares and suffering an identity crisis with ‘being a fraud’ and not even knowing it. ‘Baxter’ and ‘Emily’ would comfort him about it and he would be able to be in a Season 4 Finale.

In the Finale of Season 3, ‘Val’ would get stuck in ‘Angel’’s mind. He then witnesses ‘Angel’’s abuser metaphorically Assaulting him. This would completely warp ‘Val’’s perspective on the situation.

Also in the Season 3 Finale, ‘Velvette’ finally out how to make Angelic steel that could permanently kill an angel with ‘Niffty’’s blood, and the recipe to make it, and it’s revealed that ‘Niffty’ is an ex-angel-executioner.

We get to see ‘Val’’s backstory of being emotionally neglected, selling his soul to the OG Asmodeus so he can be as Pan as he wants and do as many drugs as he wants, and how he dies of a drug overdose. He apologises to ‘Angel’ for not understanding and not being there sooner, and rips up ‘Angel’’s contract afterwards. (Note here: I'd try and make 'Val' a commentary on the Cycle of Abuse, but I toned it down into just neglect/neglecting of responsibilities).

‘Baxter’ would go through a small arc where he realises that he doesn’t own anyone’s secrets and people want to keep some secrets to themselves. (maybe this will be scrapped IDK).

‘Velvette’ reveals her discovery of angelic steel that can permanently kill an Angel. She also reveals that ‘Niffty’ was an exorcist Angel.

We finds out that ‘Niffty’ became a fallen Angel when she questioned Adam’s view on sinners and actions and Adam sent her down to Hell by accident. At first ‘Emily’ would be mad at the fact she didn’t tell her, but would forgive her quickly. (this may be out of character for ‘Emily’ so this also might be scrapped).

At the end of Season 4, the cast would defend Hell from the extermination and Adam would lose and be forced to retreat. After the battle, ‘Sir Pentious’ and ‘Angel Dust’ would be redeemed and allowed into Heaven, proving that redemption is possible to ‘Emily’ and Heaven.

Season 5 and 6.

These would be clean up seasons, it would complete ‘Baxter’ and ‘Vox’’s character arcs. Show ‘Sir Pentious’ and ‘Angel Dust’ afterlives in Heaven, and Adam’s redemption arc. Also, it would complete ‘SirDust’ as a relationship (because yes it would’ve been trying to happen I was just focused on other things and Yes I ship ‘SirDust’ it’s better than ‘HuskerDust’ because both ‘Sir Pentious’ and ‘Angel Dust’ would have masks to hide their true selves and traumas and they could help each other with that).

‘Emily’ would help ‘Baxter’ confront his past as a ‘mad’ scientist.

‘Vox’ would learn to let go of his feelings for ‘Alastor’ and move on.

Adam would reassess his views on sinners and we’d see his backstory of being let into Heaven and redeeming himself, as a result feeling guilt and regret for how behaved on Earth. Also he would see his two sons kill each other in an extermination. As a result he gained a hatred for Sinners and would always try to justify his actions against Sinners.

Season 5 would end with seeing ‘Sir Pentious’ and ‘Angel Dust’’s afterlives in Heaven, and would end with them confessing their feelings to each other and finally kissing.

Season 6 will end with ‘Alastor’ going insane and the gang has to fight him. ‘Alastor’ and ‘Vox’ reconcile with each other and ‘Baxter’ finally overcomes his past, and they’re able to redeem themselves and go to Heaven. Afterwards, Adam apologises to ‘Emily’ and has learned some Sinners can be redeemed, ‘Emily’ forgives him, they hug. THE END.

The Outline is Finally out! Again, there's a lot of things missing or different now. In the current Six Seasons version I completely changed Sir Pentious' curse, I'll be making Niffty a Sinner again and give the Angel reveal to someone else since I realised none of the Women get redeemed which I didn't intend it just happened and I want to fix it, I might make Cherri Bomb and Patron and make Vox the more distant one (since in my brain storming Cherri Bomb is a lot more fun to write than Vox), I will swap Adam with Eve, since she could open up a lot of interesting story potential since she was the one who gave humanity free will and went through pain to keep the human race going, so it could make an interesting dynamic, and also might be giving Angel's trauma to Val since Angel's could focus on the mafia thing and maybe learning to truly understand people, there wouldn't be a fear of victim blaming Angel for something that wasn't his fault, and I wouldn't feel bad for sexualising Angel since he wouldn't be a abuse survivor anymore.

Edit: there would also be a lot more scenes of the characters lives on earth and explaining why they got into Hell, I just didn’t put a lot them in this outline.

There's probably more but I'll put edits in if it comes to mind, but I need to go to bed now. Hope you enjoy this while I get the character descriptions/rambles done.

[simphornies]

Hi lovely! Can you please do a one with a platonic angel dust X reader where the reader has a contract with Vox and the two of them bond over their shitty “bosses?” And the reader works as Vox’s bodyguard! I think it’d be so cute if they walk to vee tower together whenever their bosses call them in and never leave without each other! I’d imagine at first Angel soundly really care much for the reader, but after he joins the hotel they become great friends!

A/N: This one isn't really long so I'm sorry! I did my best 🥲 Writing a platonic story was harder for me than I thought </3

Word count: 831

Platonic! Angel Dust x Reader

You worked at VoxTek under Vox and you absolutely hate every second of it. You get the shorter end of the stick considering his hypnotism doesn’t work on you so you saw him for who he really was. You stayed at the hotel after finding a loophole in your contract with Vox. Every single day was more so annoying than anything. Considering you’re his bodyguard, you would have to go everywhere with him and catching up with Vox, the overlord that can zap into any electric device and teleport away, wasn’t really the easiest thing to do. You looked forward to getting out of work and hanging out with the hotel staff everyday.

One specific day, Vox decided to meet up with Valentino for the day during one of his shoots. There you met the famous Angel Dust. You two clicked as soon as you met, constantly talking about your contracts together and finding loopholes. You didn’t fail to notice how he held himself back from you a lot of the time, not really opening up and keeping up a mask. So you decided to try and get him into the hotel.

“Angel!” You called out to him. He just finished his shift, looking more tired than usual. “Rough shoot?”

He laughed and elbowed you, “Yeah. Rough.”

You rolled your eyes and laughed with him. “Okay that one was on me.” The two of you started walking home, chatting about your day.

“Hey so. I’d like to say we’ve been…y’know…friends for a while but I don’t even know where you stay.” You looked at him, “I’d wanna come over for drinks some time.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, “Ah. I don’t know…I live with Valentino.”

You choked on your own spit, “You live with him? Where have you been going every time we get off of work?”

“To the bar. Clubs.” He shrugged, “Anywhere with alcohol and drugs, honestly. I hate living with him so staying away for as long as possible is ideal.”

“You know…” You began, “I stay at the Hazbin Hotel. It’s really not that bad.”

“Y/N where are you goin’ with this?” He raised an eyebrow at you.

“You could crash with us, y’know?” You suggested. He was about to protest against it but you quickly stopped him. “Think about it! We get to be roommates, they have a bar and we can drink together and we get to go to work together!”

You shook his arm, “C’mon Angel! Pleaseeee?” You whined, giving him the best puppy dog eyes you could.

“I…I don’t know. Val wouldn’t be too happy with that.”

“Fuck Val. Fuck Vox. Fuck the Vees in general!” You exclaimed, “It’d be nice to have you around. You can’t have drugs there though.”

He groaned, “What? No drugs?” He whined, “Where’s the fun in that?”

“You trust me, don’t you? It’ll be plenty of fun. They got a bartender that I think is just your type.” You winked, elbowing his side.

“Hmmm…I don’t know, Y/N.”

“Angel I will get on my knees in the middle of the sidewalk and start screaming, crying, sobbing and begging.” You threatened him. He looked at you dumbfounded but the look of determination was clear in your eyes.

He sighed and ran his hands through his hair, “Ah fuck it. Sure. Take me to this hotel. I don’t got stuff like that anyways.”

You squealed in excitement, practically dragging him to the hotel. As soon as Angel got there, it didn’t take long for him to get used to the place. He definitely liked Husk, the bartender you mentioned earlier, as soon as he saw him.

You helped Angel practically move out a box of things he had at Valentino’s along with his pet, Fat Nuggets. It was fairly easy sneaking around the blind moth for you. After moving him into the hotel, you took notice of him getting happier by the day.

He still had to work with Valentino as you did with Vox. It wasn’t long for you and him to grow closer everyday. So much so that you two had a system going on in the morning.

Your daily routine with Angel would be getting up and getting ready at the same time, him helping you with your makeup for the day and the both of you going to work. Every shift sucked but it sucked a lot less ever since you two stayed together.

Angel confided in you more and you’d do the same. You would help him stay sober, drug wise. Every now and then the two of you would go out with Cherri Bomb, causing mayhem in the city and fighting in turf wars.

Hell wasn’t easy but with your new best friend by your side and a surprisingly good support system at the hotel, everyday gets easier.

You just wished you could get the both of you out of the contracts that bind you to the Vees one day.