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Val's sassy tongue flick 😝
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I see what you mean, Valerie. ᓫ(°⌑°)ǃ
#rosies twitter au#pokemon twitter au#twitter au#pokemon#pokemon masters#pokemon masters ex#pokemon viola#pokemon grant#pokemon siebold#pokemon valerie#pokemon clair#y'all don't understand#that this is one of my favorite tweets HHDJSSH#i love val and viola being sassy lol
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this is kind of a weird question but I wanted to ask since I’ve seen a few posts around tumblr about it: do you think ice is blonde or brunette hair under the frosted tips? I know he probably bleached his hair and that’s why he looks really blonde in TG86, but I’ve wondered a lot if he was actually blonde under all that (like not as blonde, but you know)
In my headcanon he IS blond, but he bleached the tips to make it even blonder, if that makes sense? I just love the idea of Tom Kazansky being one of those obnoxiously perfect blond guys that people are horrified to be attracted to lmao
#sassy answers asks#i'll ride au#aka the “thought I couldn't get any lower and now I'm attracted to a blond dude”#that's a thing in california not sure if it's one anywhere else?#anyway let's just say bradley takes after pete in this regard re: hangman#it's a thing#but yeah tom kazansky is blond even though val kilmer technically isn't
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You know you're getting too tired to keep writing for the night when shit like this..
"If Val wanted to listen to some random lanky old man’s diet bitchy British accent and senseless uppity rambles; he would have turned on Downton Abby or some other old pretentious shit."
or perhaps
"The club had opened a little more than ten minutes ago, as its owner he had an obligation to fulfill his duties (flirt with hot guys) ,and supervise the club floor (get blackout drunk and fuck aforementioned hot guys )."
or maybe even
"His pointed fingers gripped tighter around his glass. Getting information out of "barney the big purple pimp" was going to be harder than he anticipated."
appears on the page and you actually consider not scrapping it.
#hazbin hotel#oh my god im going insane#im having too much fun writing a lighthearted lil tiff betwen our favorite radio demon and barney the big purple pimp#alastor x being politely rude my sassy king#theyre both sassy as fuck but vals a shitty person#i really am out her calling him val like we're buddies or something
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And now for a sentence i never thought i'd say:
I think i have a soft spot for a sassy twink with a tragic backstory
#rachel watches#hazbin hotel#okay i powered through ep 4 i just had to skip That Part#FUCK dude#i hope val gets run over by a DOZEN 18-wheelers 🙂🙂🙂#is 'sassy twink' redundant? /gen#maybe that's why i like bsd so much lmao
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@dcmure asked : “ h—how long h—have i b—been a—asl—asleep ? “
" longer than i've ever slept in my life . " are the first , rather blunt words that come from haymitch before he smiles and sits forward in the chair by the bed - not a whiskey to be seen . " a couple'a days at most . everything blurs into one down here . " in the bunker of the apparently destroyed district 13 , it's true . he's only seen the outside on videos shot of katniss or finnick . seems strange to miss something so mundane as fresh air . even if it would be filled with ash and the stench of smoke . " i wouldn't worry too much , sweetheart , according to primrose everdeen , you're doing fine . and she's a pretty good doctor if you ask me . "
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Kitty trying to convince the Vees she has what it takes to direct and supervise other VoxTek employees
#ㅤ 'you have the face of a cartoon lamb' always gets me - Kitty babygirl no you're not programmed to be mean ( ironically enough )#ㅤ she can be sassy and bratty sure - but abusive? nah Val needs someone who can take it not dish it#⠀﹙ ➛ 𝐊𝟕𝐓𝐓𝐈.𝐄𝐗𝐄 ﹚⠀:⠀ㅤmoderator 🎀 me tome un selfie,
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Sip These Italian Wines This Week
The beauty of Italy, among its incredible food, architecture, and history, is the vast number of grape varieties grown throughout the country, ranging from light and ethereal to big, bold, and robust. From one end of the boot to the other, along with its Sardian and Sicilian islands, Italy delivers every style of wine to fit the palate of every consumer, many with very affordable price points.…
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#everyglassisanadventure#wineoftheday#Cà Montini#Donnafugata#Italian wine#Ronco di Sassi#val delle rose#VOGA#wines of italy
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— this amortentia class is the proof‼️
photos by bestie: @acslytherpuff ❤️🔥✨
funfact: cassie and val ( @savingsallow ) do have the same type of boyfriends but in different fonts (garreth and sebastian r both idiots with the same face)
#they may be idiots but it's their idiots#sassie#cassie luna#sebastian sallow#valentine black#garreth weasley#val x gar crumbs#hogwarts legacy mc#hogwarts legacy#besties and their men
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SPOILER WARNING FOR EPISODE 2 OF HAZBIN HOTEL
Interesting Deets in Hazbin Hotel - Part 2
Why is the hole sir pentious made heart shaped?
“OH DEER.” on the mug. I hope Rosie gave him this.
THE ELK NOISES IN THIS SCENE. BAD-FUCKING-ASS.
Alastor coming out of the tailor after getting his coat fixed even though he could probably just magic it to perfection but he’s a sassy classy boi so of course he had to make it a whole *thing*.
Y’all probably noticed but Sir Pentious’s entrance parallels Alastor’s in the pilot.
AND, MY FAVORITE: Val’s manipulative and “loving” voicemails have heart-shaped sound waves while the more unhinged ones are spiky. Fucking ingenious.
Just look at these lmao. The bottom says “So the radio guy’s back. I don’t think you noticed. I didn’t at first — I was too busy being a much more interesting and important person. But fuck it. News is slow today I guess. I’m totally not worried about this guy and neither should you be.”
“FUCK ALASTOR” on the mug lol
And of course there is the message on Vox’s screen which is fucking hilarious. Not gonna cover it here because @aroxbetchio wrote a good post on it.
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The Vees - What I think their ideal partner would be like
A/N: These are just my opinions, so don't take them to heart if you disagree
Vox - Calm and collected
Vox has his hands full on trying to make sure Valentino doesn't cause a scene, he doesn't want to worry about having to babysit another partner.
He's prone to having his own outbursts from time to time whenever Alastor is brought up as well, so it wouldn't be bad to have someone who can calm him down before he can cause another blackout.
Somehow he's both overly confident and extremely insecure. Having a more laid-back partner would help balance out his moodswings.
Mutual trust is essential for at least somewhat healthy relationship with him. His partner will be the first person he goes to vent, and the only one he truly opens up to.
He won't stay with anyone who belittles him or makes him feel bad about himself, though constantly feeding his ego will also hurt the relationship in the long term. A partner who simply listens and accepts him is what he needs.
Valentino - Eccentric and unfazed
It doesn't matter what your relationship with Valentino is, he won't change his ways. You're either with him at the clubs or he's there without you.
He isn't looking for someone to reel him in, and sure as Hell won't take interest in someone trying to fix him or tie him down. He wants his partner to enable his behaviour.
Val would prefer a someone who's open to trying new things and is generally on the wild side. They can't get easily insecure or nervous in a more obscene setting, as that is his entire brand.
If you want him to treat you as someone equal you need to be able to deal with his outbursts. Whether that is by calming him down or encouraging him to go haywire on whoever dared to piss him off is your choice.
Velvette - Sassy and fun
Velvette needs someone who can match her energy. She's constantly sassing and cussing out people, and you won't be an exception. Her partner needs to be able to not only take it, but also dish out at the same pace.
As mean as she can be, she doesn't stand anyone else taking a shot at her partner. Insult to one of you is an insult to both of you, and she trusts you to take her side too.
She also wants her partner to be familiar with technology and social media, and prefers if you already have a good amount of influence. Anyone she considers too cringe or too old is out of the question.
As a fashionista and an influencer she wants her partner to be someone who is up to date with latest trends. Not necessarily another designer, but still someone with an eye for things like that.
#hazbin hotel x reader#vox x reader#valentino x reader#the vees x reader#hazbin hotel vox#vox#hazbin hotel valentino#valentino#hazbin hotel velvette#the vees#hazbin hotel vees#velvette x reader#hazbin hotel
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The Applelight Sisters!!!
Honeycrisp and her sisters!!! Applelight would be there last name is trolls had last names. I designed these characters myself for me and my friends!
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Sugarbee is the eldest, sweet and shy, a baker and her hobby is playing any instruments. Shipped with Poppy. Belongs to @sydkat
Sweetango is the second eldest, she's silly and rambunctious, a cook and her hobby is making fireworks. Shipped with Prince D. Belongs to @phoofoz
Honeycrisp is the second youngest, is caring and joyful, job is a gardener, her hobby is painting. Shipped with Branch. Belongs to me!!
Snapdragon is the youngest, is sassy and blunt, is a smoothie/drink maker and her hobby is martial arts/self defense training. Shipped with Synth and Val (polyship). Belongs to @faux-fae
Ask away about these girls, im excited to share!!
#my art#oc#my oc#trolls oc#fanart#trolls art#trolls fanart#dreamworks trolls#trolls world tour#trolls band together#trolls#oc x canon#applelight sisters#trolls honeycrisp#trolls sugarbee#trolls sweetango#trolls snapdragon#gummygoatgalaxy
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Jason didn’t expect to be in Valiants arms again so quickly. It just happened. Being clutched so closely to him like a scared baby. Even though this flight had been much smoother. More careful of him. When they landed, he felt Percy’s hand ruffle his hair and his boyish laughter fill the air. Amused that he’d caught Jason by surprise again and took him for a flight. Even if it was short, he was surely relishing in the widened eyes and frightful Jason before him. The man’s hands would quickly work to fix his messy hair and creased suit, before feeling his cheek with one hand. The soft, red flesh flushed from such an act. Percy was going to be the death of him.
“Stranger danger..?” The blonde would chuckle, before meeting his side again. The two walking into the cafe that wasn’t too quiet but not too busy either. It was decorated in beautiful lights, giving a fantasy type aesthetic to it. The type of cafe you’d wander into after a hard days of work or a risky battle. The tables were circular and had a light, soft wood tint to them. Shiny and polished well. Everyone looked so happy as they chattered away. The entire cafe smelling of its delicious contents inside. It stirred something further in Jason’s stomach.
“Mm, you’re still a ‘stranger’ to me too, you know.. but I can tell you more about me. Anything you’d like. Name it, Val”
The men walked to the front, easing their way to the woman who awaited them. Thankfully, there was no line ahead of them. Jason smiled at her, before looking at Percy once more. His own hands shoved lazily into the pockets of his suit.
“Anything look good?” He searched his face, before returning his gaze to the menu above them. The print was kind of small; only because their menu was so huge. He was thankful though, knowing there would be plenty of options for the other blonde. He hoped he enjoyed the cafe as much as he did.
Jason turned back to the woman before taking a hand and rubbing the back of his neck, a bit sheepishly. “Hi sweetheart- I’ll have a Mocha Cappuccino with a Ham & Cheese sandwich.. Mm.. and two chocolate chip cookies” He smiled before turning back to Valiant. “I’ll leave you two to finish and find us a nice table to sit at, one of those cookies is for you by the way..” He would wink before heading off past him, searching for a table for them.
Jason settled for one in the back corner of the cafe. Wanting to enjoy some time alone with Percy, without the mix or noise from the others interrupting their conversations. He sat down onto the wooden chair and rested his hands onto his lap peacefully. His attention turning to look outside, seeing the other people eating and enjoying themselves. It must be nice to be human, to be normal. He wondered what life would be like without these powers sometimes. Almost like a sign, a moving sign flashed a picture of Homelander on the side of one of the buildings, causing Jason’s stomach to sink. Yeah, just what he needed reminded of. That headache of a man he had to take care of earlier.
It still was odd and concerning to him how he was able to feel that man’s thoughts. Was John really becoming so lost in his own emotions that it was messing with Jason’s own abilities? It’s something he’d need to start documenting. But the more he thought about it, he noticed the more he was visually showing his discomfort with the situation. He was shaking, his eyebrows instinctively furrowed. So hard, he was hurting his forehead like this. He brought his hands together, close to his mouth and huffed into them. Closing his eyes to clear his mind.
‘Don’t ruin this, Jason.. this is you and Percy’s time.. you should enjoy it’ He told himself, trying to calm his own worried mind. ‘Don’t mess this up. A cute boy actually wants to know about you!’
continued rp with the lovely @angelfacedarling! Percy felt Jason’s soft, delicate hands run through his thick feathers, watching them spread between his fingers and gave an embarrassed smile. The gesture made his heart leap, and he felt his cheeks grow hot with blush. His crimson wings were durable, they could shield him and others from bullets and blunt objects thrown at him with ease, but when this handsome man slid his hands over them so gently, it send a shiver up his back. They were quite sensitive, and his touch had him nearly jolt upwards. “Huh? Ah, something light and easy would be perfect! Come, I’ll fly you down gently this time…” Percy began, and felt his eyes widen with surprise when Jason reached in and ruffled his hair, his own blonde locks soft to the touch, but messy, under his fingers. As Jason played with his hair, he was unaware of his own beauty. His strawberry-blonde hair shimmering under the sunlight, and he had such a charming smile on his face. It’d been a while since another person caught his eye like this; it was true that he flirted with people at the Casino, it was his job to charm more money from their pockets… But Jason was a rare beauty. Percy couldn’t help but stare as his cheeks grew redder, but blinked once he heard his stomach growl hungrily. It made him snort in amusement before laughing, and he reached his own hand in to ruffle Jason’s hair, their arms held out beside one another, with both their hands in each others hair. “You think I’m pretty? You’re only saying that cuz you’ve been surrounded by those people for so long.” Percy laughed, referring to the old grey desk workers, the pack of hyenas that were known as The Seven, and the ever daunting Homelander. “Anyone would look young and pretty compared to them. But thank you. Look, you got me blushing and everything.” He smiled that boyish smile, and kept playing with his hair before he finally pulled away, as hesitant as he was- he just wanted to sit with him and enjoy his company while he could, but they were both quite hungry now. Without warning, Percy leaned his hands in and grabbed Jason, hoisting him into his arms to fly him down, but unlike before, he was much more clumsy and nervous with his hands. All that touching earlier made him flustered like some high-school boy, and he nearly dropped him a few times before he got a good hold on him. “Sorry! Ah, you’ll never want to fly with me again at this rate...” The new hero gave a sheepish grin, before he stepped on the railing, it creaking under their weight before he leapt down. Like promised, there was nothing to be scared of- Percy flew with Jason safely tucked in his arms, and it was a slow and easy flight to the cafe on Broadway. The sun was warm on their faces, but the soft wind of flying left them feeling cooled and refreshed. It was one of the benefits of flying, one that Percy was thankful for. He could do without all the splattered bugs, though. When they arrived, they were met with a calm and serene setting, with a few people scattered between tables, and they were welcomed with a sweet savory scent of fresh coffee and easy foods. Percy finally put Jason back on his feet, and nudged his shoulder playfully, giving him that ‘I told you that you had nothing to worry about’ look before he opened the door for him. “My treat.” He purred, tucking his wings against his back now. “You can pick our table~ But hey, I just realized, I hardly know anything about you. I don’t have to worry about uh, stranger danger, do I? You almost seem too good to be true.” He joked, snickering a little, and followed him in the cafe.
#angelfacedarling#thevalianthero#stopppp#he is a princess isn’t he? hehe#Au where Jason’s a bratty princess and Val’s always saving his butt#give me sassy bodyguard bfs#love them <3 first date vibesss
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The List ~Pt. 3 - Chance~
Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) x Reader
Summary: As you adjust to life in the hotel, you start to form bonds with other guests and offer your help when needed. However, things take a turn when you faint and wake up in the room of the one person you hoped to avoid.
Themes: The usual angst, mystery (Alastor), sassiness, Val is mentioned, Angel gets hurt (sorry), cursing, fluff, eventual smut (the next part is a SPICY one sinners), actual plot, slow burn, and of course 18+, this is the last shorter chapter, I'll start feeding you more!
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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 (You're on it!) Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 7.A Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12
**sentences in italics are internal thoughts of the reader
Over the next few weeks you seem to adjust well to the hotel. You try to help Nifty with at least one meal a day, give advice to Charlie on different ‘redemption exercises’, and have even helped an eggboy or two not get scrambled. Alastor seemed to keep his distance which was much appreciated (especially after hearing the stories and history of the “Radio Demon”). You do what you can to fill the void you feel from not being able to help to your full potential. Of course, there really hasn’t been a need for your expertise. But as they say, ask and you shall receive.
Angel was coming in from yet another brutal shift with Val. He was usually quick to dismiss the bruising around his wrists and face. “Comes with the job babe!” He’d say through a toothy smile. “I didn’t do a good job if I don’t come home with some battle scars!” You’d share a look with Husk, silently agreeing how fucked up this was, but Angel always changed the subject to avoid any pity or awkwardness.
This time was different. It was later than usual. Everyone but you and Husk had long since made their way to bed. Angel walked in staggering and not in the ‘oh he was out with Cherri’ way. He was barely able to make it to the couch before collapsing to his hands and knees. His breathing shallow and raspy – you could hear the blood gurgling in his lungs as he struggled with each breath. This was the worst Val had done yet. That motherfucker is going to kill him one day if he keeps this up – Overlord or not, he’s going to pay. You take a mental note to make a visit to Val, but right now, Angel needed help.
Carefully you try to lift him onto the couch. Angel hisses from the sudden movement. Damnit this is bad. I need a few seconds without any eyes around. “Husk, be a dear and run up to my room please. I have some medical supplies by my bed.”
“No need, I have some stuff behind the ba----” he stops when he sees the glare you’re shooting over your shoulder. “Ah alright fine, I’ll be right back.” he grumbled as he made his way up the stairs. That was the great thing about Husk - he wasn’t one to ask too many questions.
Finally alone you lay Angel back on the couch. “Hey Angel? Babe? I need you to look at me. I know it hurts and it’s hard to breathe but I have a trick that’ll help relieve some of the pressure. Trust me?” He places one of his hands on your shoulder as confirmation, unable to get enough air to speak. Time to work my magic.
Kneeling by the couch, you gently place your hands on his ribs and stomach while leaning your head over his chest, “Alright babe I need you to take a deep breath and close your eyes. This won’t feel great.” You wince as the words leave your mouth. For this to work you’d have to cause him some discomfort otherwise some more complication questions might arise. R̷̢͙̃ǘ̷̮͔͠l̵̰̝̆ḛ̷̀͊ ̵͕̍#̵̜̌2̷̼́̅ Never tell a soul what (or how much) power you have.
“Ok eyes closed and breathe in 3……2…..1….” I’m sorry Angel, you deserve so much better than this. In one motion you shove into his ribs sending him writhing in pain while you place a soft kiss on his chest. The internal injuries made it easy to hide the pink glow that usually came from the wound, however the pain…yeah that shit still felt like torture. During your time training with Carmilla you learned the graver the injury, the more agonizing it was for you. After a few intense moments of pain, you pull away and sit back on your legs, trying to hide the lingering sting you felt in your lungs.
Angel groaned as he opened his eyes, finally able to take a proper breath. “Uhhhgg—what the fuuuuuuuuuuck was that?”
“Just some tricks I had to learn living in the city. You know how rough it gets out there. Glad you’re already feeling better.” You peck Angel’s cheek, feeling a soft twinge on your lips. The last bit of bruising on his face fades without him even realizing it. “Thanks toots. I don’t know how you did it, but I owe ya one.”
On queue Husk turns down the stairs with your medical kit. His face twists in a mix of relief and shock watching Angel up moving as if he wasn’t just on the verge of death five minutes earlier. He chuckles making his way back behind the bar. “Damn you’ve got quite the touch I see.” You tense at his choice of words. Fuck fuck fuck…calm down, he didn’t see anything. “Remind me to keep you on speed dial. Satan knows this one is bound to need you around again!” Husk points to Angel who by now has taken his usual place at the bar. “Oh shut up pussycat – the only thing I need right now is a few shots to forget this day ever happened! Let’s go! Booze me up Mr. Bartender!”
Deciding you have had enough excitement for the night, you say good evening to the guys and drag yourself through the quiet halls. Cursing the aftershock your body was going to endure after having to heal such extensive damage. It wasn’t horrible, more annoying like a bad hangover or flu, but the joy and warmth you felt from being able to help always made the pain more than worth it. You were just a few doors away from your room when your vision blurred. Why is the hall spinning? I don’t remember drinking. Oh fuck ----
Soft music fills your ears as you regain some form of consciousness. A familiar smell floods your senses causing your eyes to shoot open. Looking around you realize you’re in Alastor’s room. Not that you’d been here before, but between the bayou to your left and the freshly laundered red suits hanging by the door - it was obvious. Plus, his smell filled the room. You’d only dreamt of that smell and his warmth at least twice a week since first meeting the demon, much to your frustration.
Sharp static and ringing fill your ears as you sit up. Is this going to happen every time with this guy? Alastor appears in his chair by the bayou, chest puffed out and legs crossed. “Finally awake I see. I was just leaving my radio tower for the evening when you were coming down the hall. Quite a spectacle watching you try to walk straight. Drink too much with our good pal Husker?”
There he goes again trying to drill his eyes into your soul. You’ve seen him interact with the others. His eyes never had the same intensity as they did with you. Lie lie lie. “Yeah, you know how hard him and Angel go some nights. Guess I shouldn’t try to keep up next time.” You try to laugh it off hoping the answer was sufficient enough for him to drop the subject.
It wasn’t.
“Hmmm that’s funny. I didn’t smell a bit of alcohol when I picked you up off that floor.” Shit. “I don’t expect you to tell me everything dear however blatantly lying to me will get you on a side you don’t want to be on.” The static in his voice was piercing. You stared at him in silence. Work brain work, please give me anything. Rule #4 Never let your w̸͉̐e̵͓͐a̷̘͆k̴̭̏ñ̶͔e̶̢͒s̵̩̉ś̵͈è̸̮š̶͚ ̴̣̏s̴̖̈́h̷̲͐o̶̳͗w̷̱̾. Your lack of response apparently told him everything he needed in the moment. Standing up now, he begins to mindfully take off his jacket, unbutton his vest, and push up his sleeves.
This is it. This I how I die. And all because ---- oh fucking hell --- how did he get even more attractive? Is he doing this on purpose? Wow I’ve really got to get my priorities straight.
You can feel your heart pounding into your throat in anticipation as he sits in front of you on the bed. He slowly removes his gloves and tosses them to the side table.
“Let’s try this again…“
He reaches for your hands making you jerk slightly but he doesn’t notice or doesn’t care. You feel him pull you and as if under a spell, you follow mindlessly until you’re resting on your knees. He brings your inner wrist to his lips, gently peppering kisses between his words.
“What could possibly... “ kiss
“cause someone to drop as if… “ kiss
“the very life was sucked out of them?” kiss
An unfamiliar heat rips through your body, settling in your stomach and a little lower if you were being honest. You’ve never allowed anyone to be this intimate with you. Rule #3 N̴e̵v̴e̶r̵ ̷b̶r̷i̶n̸g̷ ̷a̸n̵y̷one too close.
“I – I – don’t..I didn’t – just tired.“ you give up on trying to form a coherent answer. What is he trying to get out of this? Alastor rests your hands on his cheeks. A deep sigh leaving his lips when he feels your warmth. You didn’t dare move, realizing you were just as touch starved as the demon in front of you.
Your mind is at full blown war. Torn between the desire to lean into this precarious high and absolute rage that he was trying to get into your head.
“I need to know so I can help you, my dear. I want to protect you.” His voice was clear but low. It lacked any trace of his usual radio effect. It’s as if he was dropping every façade. Speaking to you not as the Radio Demon but as just Alastor. “You and I could do great things [Y/N]. Trust me. Let me show you.”
What is he doing? I have worked relentlessly to be one of the strongest, most elusive demons in Hell. I fear no one. I need NO ONE. Yet here I am completely unravelling…
….to the Radio Demon.
Rule #̴̤͌1̴̢͝ ̶̘̽N̵̹̐e̴̯̋v̷̳̈́e̸̯̎r̵̠̕ ̸͈̊t̵̼͑ŗ̷̃u̴͔̓s̷̢̑t̴̪̓ ̵͎̊a̴̺͛n̶̛̳o̴̺͆t̴̤̿h̶̗̿e̴̞̋ȓ̸͜ Overlord.
#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor hazbin hotel#hazbin alastor#alastor the radio demon#alastor x reader#fanfic#x reader#angel dust#hazbin hotel husk#reader insert#fem reader#slow burn#alastor smut
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asking for Velvette Dx and/or head canons if it's not too much hassle! Plz and ty!
tw // suicide
I would like to preface all my posts on headcanons related to psychology and mental illness with a disclaimer: diagnosing mental conditions, especially personality disorders, can be extremely challenging. It's a complicated process that relies heavily on a psychologist's interpretation of facts, making it susceptible to biases. Personality disorders cannot be diagnosed based on surface-level observations and are not just labels that we can assign to people like in the case of MBTI. Additionally, I am not a clinician with any expertise in diagnosing people. Therefore, the following post should not be taken as a reliable professional opinion. It's simply my interpretation of the internal mechanisms that may be responsible for the behavior of certain characters in my fan fiction. Furthermore, I want to make it clear that I have no intention of stigmatizing people with personality disorders by associating them with villains. A personality disorder does not determine someone's character or make them a bad person. Some characters may be evil because of the choices they make, not as a result of their mental conditions.
So, as I mentioned, I headcanon Velvette as having an Antisocial Personality Disorder. It is characterized by lack of sympathy or empathy for the rights of others, while simultaneously acting charming and interpersonally manipulative.
❤️ Throughout her childhood, Velvette lived exclusively with her father in the impoverished and sketchy part of the city. Her father worked a lot to earn them living but at the same time he drank a lot and while drunk tend to be aggressive. Also he surrounded himself with bad people. In my mind Velvette can deal with Vox and Val's shit so well because since she was little she was surrounded by unpredictable and violent men. At this point she couldn't be less scared of them.
❤️ She endured relentless bullying during her school years due to her inability to afford stylish clothes and gadgets. This was particularly hurtful for her, given her deep passion for fashion. Velvette devoted all her free time to design stunning looks, harboring a fervent desire to be able to wear them.
❤️ Around 12, she figured that following rules was pointless, being in a disadvantaged position due to her family's poverty. The sole way to boost her social status, in her view, was to break those rules. This extended beyond minor offenses like stealing groceries; she engaged in more serious crimes, such as taking money, clothes, and jewelry from stores and individuals. She never felt any remorse for these actions; to her, they were merely a means to achieve her goals, regardless of the harm inflicted on others.
❤️ She never finished her education because sticking to school rules wasn't her forte. She had the smarts and charm to sidestep juvenile detention. Despite concerns from a few individuals, we all know how well the system deals with "troubled teens." Besides, her father wasn't bothered by psychologists' opinions as long as she was bringing in some cash.
❤️ As a young woman she used her charm to manipulate men and take advantage over them. While she contemplated sex work as an easy money-making avenue, she found men too repulsive to engage in it. Instead, her preferred method involved blackmail – she seduced married men, particularly the submissive ones drawn to her aggression and coldness. Through this, she gathered intelligence and skillfully weaponized it against them.
❤️ At some point, she blew up as this super popular influencer. It kicked off with her sharing cool, low-cost looks on the internet. People loved her sassy attitude and creative stuff. But as she got more famous, it stopped being about creativity and turned into a power trip. She built a cult-like following around herself and started abusing her power. Being openly mean worked in her favor online – people ate it up, especially when she got into online fights. No matter how wild it got, no one could successfully cancell her. Actually, I think Vox really admires her talent for stirring up drama. He pushed her several times to get on some reality show, thinking it'd make the ratings explode. But the darkest stuff Velvette pulled wasn't out there for everyone to see. It all went down in her DMs. She justified it as "finally getting justice from rich white brats," using her influence to get teens to pull off crimes and risky stuff. She even manipulated at least two depressed kids into taking their own lives. When shit hit the fan, and she knew prison was coming, she took it as one last chance to torment people. During a "live stream apology," she commmited suicide in front of thousands of people.
❤️ In the show, it's evident that she's downright rude. Not just to Carmilla and the other overlords, but also towards Vox and her own employees. The lack of sensitivity and respect for others, coupled with a strong sense of superiority and being extremely opinionated, are typical traits associated with Antisocial Personality Disorder (APD). My girl literally got song called Respectless.
❤️ She disregards any kind of authorities and when someone tries to impose their will onto her, she's going berserk.
❤️ She genuinely couldn't care less about what people think of her; she despises people that much. In fact, being hated now excites her because she knows she's untouchable and influential and it makes everyone even more angry.
❤️ She's extremely reckless, even if she knows it could hurt her – another trait associated with APD. While we observe Vox and Valentino able to behave when necessary, Velvette storms into overlords' meetings guns blazing and starts with insulting everyone, even though she aims to convince them to align with Vs.
❤️ She struggles to form genuine connections with other people. Still, she's got a soft spot for Vox and Val, sort of considering them her friends. At the same time, she sees them as just a couple of guys she can easily play to her advantage.
Vox hc | Valentino hc
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people who say if you hate Valentino you're not allowed to like vox or velvette are so annoying. Absolutely they're bad people too but with Valentino I understand why people are more likely to hate him because we can see his actions and it's similar to a lot of ways people have been abused. With vox and velvette they're still bad but you don't see them do the exact same things Valentino does (well I guess minus the love potion thing). I'm not saying any of them are good people but you're allowed to like characters without being seen as a "hypocrite" or whatever
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You have to like the rapist character!! You have to!! You’re not allowed to just like the sassy fashionista social media influencer and/or the awesome TV business man guy. Val the pimp has to join too.
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