#Like in a good way

[dragoness05]

You don't understand, I love them so much it physically hurts.

[plush-rabbit]

Dating Vox Headcanons

I have opinions again!! It's been forever!!

A/N: its kinda on brand for me to fall for a tv headed demon

It comes to no surprise that Vox is obsessive when it comes to things that interest him. Taking note of you, is both a blessing and a curse. It’s cute- He’s cute. When he attempts to speak to you in the beginning, he’s mauve, not skipping a beat in his attempt to make himself bigger and better than anyone you’ve ever known. However, the moment that you take interest in him- that you actually encourage him to talk more about himself- he might actually short circuit a bit. His screen freezes and he might even flash SMPTE colors on his screen. 

As cute as he can be in the beginning, his obsessiveness also leaves you with no privacy whatsoever. He needs to know what you’re doing. It’s almost more than a need. It’s a want. It’s a desire to check in on you no matter what he’s doing in the meantime. He checks on you constantly, and sometimes it's for the worst. Hearing you laugh with someone that isn’t him, knowing that you’re having a good time when he isn’t around, is enough to have him claw at the table. He won’t confront you about it- at least not in the beginning of the relationship. At some point, you just become aware that he’s there. That as long as there’s some sort of screen- a camera, a television, a watch, anything- he can be there in no time flat. 

He needs you close to him. He doesn’t want to wait a second more without you, so he’ll hire you as his personal assistant. It’s great pay and hours, and the benefits are reserved to you and only you. At first, you’re grateful- you’re in Hell and your partner is someone who holds power, honestly, it could be worse. He gets the benefit of seeing you everyday, practically 24/7, with you at his beck and call. You scurry beside him, take your lunches beside him, he takes up your entire time. The few times that you are allowed to go eat with others in the building, he’s keeping an eye on you. He needs to make sure that he can trust the others around you- that they won’t set you up for failure.

That being said, any relationships that you have outside of him and the other Vees, is monitored. Thanks to technology and addictive personalities, everyone has some sort of device on them at all times. He needs to make sure you aren’t with people who will whisper misguidance into your ear. He needs to make sure that you’re okay. However, the minute someone gets a bit too cozy with you, he’ll make sure to take care of the problem. Whether it's stitching an audio together to make it sound like they’re badmouthing you, or anything of the sort, he’ll do it. He just needs you with him. He can’t risk someone else starting to tell you how suffocating the relationship sounds.

It’s gifts here and there for you! Whatever you want- whatever you’ve even browsed online, he’s sending it your way via express shipping. It’s wonderful at first- you get what you want and all you have to do is tell the television demon how wonderful he is and how much you appreciate him and how you’ll never leave him. It’s sweet at first, you get nice things, but then you have an argument with him, and you realize that his gifts aren’t just that. What he gave you was expensive- would it kill you to just be a little kinder to him? You can’t just smile and admit you’re wrong at least once? Especially after everything he’s done for you?

Whether you’re tolerated by Velvette or Valentino or not, you’re stuck in every meeting that Vox has with them. Lunches, dinners, conferences, attempting to calm Valentino down after a tantrum, overseeing Velvette and her fashion shows- you’re right there, next to Vox. His hand claws over the top of your head, patting you, or raking his claws down your back or over your arm in an attempt to soothe him. The way he sees it, he soothes everyone else, and there’s no one to settle his nerves except for you. You’re an accessory at times- dolled up, perched at his side, and only speaking when you’re given permission to. You’re paraded around the office, following him close at his heels, making sure that where he goes, you follow. You can’t be left alone- what if something were to happen to you? He needs to be close by to make sure that you stay safe.

He hates getting upset at you. It breaks his heart- or whatever he has inside of him- to see you snap at him. You curl your lips, bare your fangs and with tears in your eyes, you tell him how you’re exhausted and how you don’t want to be some accessory to him, how you’re tired of being stuck inside the damn tower. You never listen to his warnings of it being so dangerous outside, and when you do make an attempt to walk away from him, you remember that he’s an Overlord, and you are not. He’s horrific, mean, and much stronger than you are, and he has no trouble putting you in your place if you even make an attempt to leave him. He really does hate yelling at you. You’re terrified of him days after, flinching and tensing when he reaches for you. But you’re just a bit dense and while you’re pretty, there’s not much going on in that head of yours, so you have to understand that he just has to be assertive sometimes. 

After an argument, he doesn’t necessarily say he’s sorry, but he is softer around you for quite some time. His hands caress yours, and he adorns your wrist in jewelry, letting the tips of claws bump over every bridge of charms and rings. His claw traces over your fingertips, and he mumbles sweet things to you. He tells you how pretty you are, and how sweet you are to him. He takes a day off to just spend with you, to make up for everything that happened before. An apology will never be spoken out loud, he could never admit that he went too far, but he would tell you that maybe you two can leave the tower, go someplace nice and see all that he doesn’t let you see alone.

Considering who he is surrounded with consistently, he needs attention that isn’t cruel. He craves your attention. He likes how kind you are to him. In those moments where everything is still, and the lights aren’t so bright, but coloring you both in a golden hue, he likes the quiet when it's with you. It’s interesting to watch him be so apprehensive with his movements. He slowly rests himself on his stomach, the back of his screen facing upwards, as your hand starts to scratch up and down his back. You can feel him shiver, you can feel his breath, the tapping of his claws against you- the stillness that he tries to hold just so you won’t stop. If your phone buzzes, or your attention is taken away, he buries himself further into you, a low hum emitting from him. It’s the few times you see him so mellow.

There are times when Vox can be sweet. When he has the time- usually during a lunch, or one of your breaks- he’s right beside you, listening to you rattle on about this or that, showing him a video on your phone. He’ll nod and laugh, be attentive and ask follow up questions so you know he’s actually paying attention. You’re pressed close to him, his arm over your shoulders, your legs over his, bodies pressed so close together, it’s a wonder you two haven’t melded into one. Even if his screen makes certain things difficult, it doesn’t stop you from seeking him out. Despite how malicious he can be, you return to him, you adore how he talks sweetly to you, how he calls you his one and only, his dear, his sweetheart. 

[nerfpuncher]

Echo's ears making an appearance was NOT on my bingo card.

[crepusculum-rattus]

sorry i thought about phil slowly gaining weight in the arctic while living with techno and almost started crying :’)

[crustycrackhead]

Kremy x Gideon is so funny to me in way that I want to become a bad person and become more evil. I love them but also I watch and feel such a misery and joy… like oh god man, like watching my gay best friend doing stupid shit and it makes me want to scream and say “KREMY NO KREMY OH NO”

I bite my handkerchief and grind my teeth, I call him a stupid idiot (love in my heart, affectionate)

[hevanderson]

she's serving jeff the killer here

[codgod]

watching jimmy’s 700 subscriber video from 2013 is gonna make me actually tear up he’s so baby and his hair is so silly but he also has not changed at all in 10 years and it’s so .

[aterribleinfluence]

plot twist: phil is gonna come out as trans femme before dan however in less than 5 years they'll be the hottest lesbian dyke transgender couple you've ever seen

[soaps-mohawk]

to answer the person who asked me the question

I don't think I've ever eaten a sponge cake but if that's what I'm thinking of then yes but much more pleasant (for me) to chew. It is better to chew it than eat it because then the texture is strange. I don't really recommend brand new sponges because they look and taste weird and I remember that all too well

In fact, I stole a new sponge and a few days I filled it with water and then did the test. Because the new ones are not 'fluffy' like the """used""" ones

Hmm interesting. That makes sense, soaking them to let them get fluffy and soft instead of brand new out of the package. They do kind of have a weird wet yet dry texture fresh out of the package.

Here you go, other anon, here's your answer.

[limprizzkit]

Can't wait for my gf to yell

[metalhealth-willdriveyoumad]

[doc-martens-enthusiast]

i think the most embarrassing batshit mcr related thing ever to happen to me was when i was reading unholyverse (end of the first part when frank is blacking out on the table and having that experience of being crucified) at like 3am, and i was so deeply overwhelmed with emotion that i burst into tears (i do not cry btw) not necessarily emotion for unholyverse frank but emotion for the whole concept of crucifixion, and i could physically hear the chorus of women crying in my ears and i just had this intense physical and psychological breakdown. and converted to christianity and made a shrine to the Virgin Mary the next day. ultimately because of a fucking rpf fanfiction. anyways

[petrofagonicapocalypse]

Motor spirit makes me want to crash my car

[eddywoww]

It’s the way Maf and I are building the horniest most toxic lore for omega steve

[leffee]

He put his hand against the other man's one

He put his hand against the other man's smaller one, the contrast in sizes between the two unmistakable

[dreamingundone]

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