#Vox Pup

[st4rstudent]

They're friends btw

bonus slop. ignore the namedropper isnt very toony. i will have to practice grunt cogs..................later.

[duvi0]

LONELINESS KILLER!! LONELINESS KILLER!!

Hi, I'm Duvi, and I have been hoping to grow or strengthen bonds with people for a while now, but haven't been in environments that were good for me. As a result, I have a low friend index and not much to draw on socially. So, I'm sending out this message to the void for anyone else who wants to KILL their loneliness!

If you fit multiple of the following criteria, you are a good start for a mutual or even a friend!

are between the ages of 21 and 30

are some flavor of queer, any gender or sexuality included

are anti-authoritarian

share in the interests of others even when they don't fit your own

listen to a vast variety of music from a vast variety of genres

are open to playing or hearing about a wide variety of games

are routinely available or enjoy being available to talk

3 or more of the above are preferred, 6 or more is incredible

Now all of that is well and good, but what I want to get into is the more granular individual interests since that's what I can easily tag for relevance!

If you are interested in the bands and artists The Mars Volta, Aesop Rock, PUP, Run the Jewels, Red Vox, Everything Everything, and/or Femtanyl, that is an opening.

If you are interested in the video games Hylics, Team Fortress 2, Your Only Move is Hustle, Rivals of Aether, pretty much any roguelike, Darkest Dungeon, Inscryption, the Pikmin franchise, or the Kirby franchise, that is an opening.

If you watch the YouTubers Vinesauce, Grayfruit, Big Yellow, Dead Meat, Caddicarus, Rata/Rank10YGO, Wambu, Hivemind, and/or anyone who animates or does YouTube Poops, that is an opening.

If you have an opening, meet any criteria, and are feeling anywhere near as lonely as I am, give me a shout in DMs, shoot me an ask, or send me a message on discord @duvi0! Here's hoping this message in a bottle kills some loneliness!

[okcoolcoolwtf]

Hazbin hotel (Au) Robo Alastor (maybe short comic script? I'm testing it out.)

Vark chewing mouth full*

Robo Alastor" Vark, Vark what do you have in your mouth? Is that my new buffing polish? Drop it you shark mutt!"

Vark still gnawing running away angry red deer droid chasing after*

Later

Robo Alastor disgusted holding his now slobber and punktured covered ruined buffing polish by the very tip with his thumb and point servos.

"Ew, what a truly ill fate you suffered"

Vark smiling by Alastors all his sharp teeth sparkling.

[the-smallest-star]

Start over? Clem wasn't so sure... they... seemed sincere.

And if they became a problem the Vee's would kick them out.

"... well first off you need to stop oversharing with strangers. And IF we were to be friends, I don't want you mentioning it. My name carries... problems. And if I say no, I mean it."

"Yeah don't worry, I won't be saying anything about that. Much a I'm sure the Vees can handle whoever might come after you, rather not get them involved more than I need to. Especially not if I'm right about those goons from before being Crimson's. Like I need more reasons to off that scrawny ass..." Wes growled a bit but calmed down. "I am glad to hear Val can show some restraint."

Rubbing her arm a bit, she glances back to Clem. This was... probably the only time she'd get to ask this. One shot as fixing her previous fuck-up. "It okay if... we just start over? I get it now that I probably came off as more like some scheming Overlord the first time we met, rather than a potential friend that genuinely wanted to offer some help. That was on me, I'm not ashamed to admit it. But I do want to be friends with you, and I'll understand if you don't want to."

[voxhypno]

NEW FILE RELEASE!

[M4A] Adopt-A-Puppy with Ashdoge!

Ashdoge and Vox gently work your silly, sleepy puppy mind down into a submissive trance, teach you some tricks, and adopt you as their happy blank pet pup.

Includes a trigger to bring the listener back down into puppyspace.

Check out Ash's other files and stories! He's a wonderful creator, and it was a pleasure working on this file with him.

[signedkoko]

Hi, my dog is really sick and he has a huge tumor, I’m going to have to put him down soon and it really sucks, your writing makes life a bit better though so thank you for that! Could I possibly request a Vox x reader with a pet dog? Like how would the two of them interact or would he claim himself as the dogs parent or stuff like that. You don’t have to of course! Please remember to take breaks

Vox X Reader [Comfort]

In which you take in a dog you found on the street without asking Vox beforehand.

Vox isn't necessarily minimalist, but he is certainly a bit of a neat freak

Things should be organized, clean, not perfect! But not messy

So, animals were never his thing

I mean, the hair, the training, the scratchy nails on the floor, it just sounds like a huge hassle

Besides, he is already busy enough with the company and you, a pet would just be another thing on the list

You, on the other hand, love caring for sick animals

You've brought a smaller creature home before for the evening or taken it to a vet, but nothing for longer than a few hours

But this time was different

The dog was so messy you couldn't even tell the breed, all you knew was that someone had hurt it and it wouldn't last long on its own

So you snuck the puppy into your jacket and headed straight home

Vox comes home to the shower running and you giggling, and he's already worried about whatever strange thing you're onto this time

He sees you, splashed in soap and water, and a dog with muddied water dripping off it into the drain

And it barks at him

And he screams

Right. He is super scared of dogs and hellhounds

Not in a 'these things are scary' way, but in a 'these things are unpredictable and gross and ew.'

When you finish washing the dog and drying it the best you could in a swaddled towel, you'll find him pacing and murmuring

He is frustrated you brought that THING home without asking, but he also wont suggest you abandon it because he knows you won't

Gets a servant to grab some necessities for the dog, because lord knows you didn't plan this out

Just for a few days, right?

Except, a few days turns into a few weeks and into a few months

And slowly your tiny puppy grows into a 100-pound pride dobermann, known for being some of hells largest and most vicious dogs

Despite his size, Vox has already adopted the thing into his life, he stopped asking when you were going to give up the dog on day 15,

Part of the reason he loves it is because of how dangerous the dog looks, as sweet as it actually is, it's very protective of you and he likes that

Originally does not let you out on your own, but now its 'you can go if the dogs with you' because by good fuck that thing could kill a crowd

Expect him to dip into the pet market of devices; tracking collar, pet surveillance, automatic feeding bowls, etc...

All inspired by his want to give your dog a luxurious life

Probably got a custom collar with glowing blue spikes so he and the pup match

Would actually take a few days off work and sit in an armchair with his hands on his head if the dog ever had an emergency trip to the vet

Author's Note - I saw your second ask, and its totally cool you sent this! Honestly, I always wanted to open emergency requests. Theres no shame in looking for comfort, I can't imagine your pain right no. I hope this helps in any way!

[klttn]

when I see someone asking for vox requests, I immediately sense it. what abr vox w a reader that's owned by him (smth like angel/valentino or husk/alastor) you can have fun and make it as smutty/fluffy as you want, ty!!

⁺˳✧༚ ˚ 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝓅𝓊𝓅 ｡⋆୨୧˚

��� 𝜗𝜚 vox x f!reader

ᶻ �� 𐰁 summary : you sold your soul to vox only for him to treat you like the good little puppy you are. nsfw. toxic relationship. ownership. collars. leashes. reader is mute when she’s subby. vox is a smidge manipulative. dubious consent at times. vox is also a softie.

𝜗𝜚 vox knew from the moment he saw you, he had to have you. such a pretty little thing, how could he not? it’s safe to say sinners like you were desired in hell. you looked like pure innocence and sin wrapped into one. a cute fawn puppy with wide eyes and soft thighs.

𝜗𝜚 he found you by chance, crying, after his dick of a situationship had abandoned you for someone new. someone who would give up everything to him, including their soul. you wouldn’t even fuck him. part of you thinks that’s the only reason he kept you around. to try and earn the rights to your cunt. vox’s manipulation was much sweeter than that.

“hey little puppy,” vox had mused, voice thick as honey, “no need to be scared, i won’t hurt you.” he seemed so trusting, so gentle.

you’d only seen him with val on set or occasionally on ads so seeing him like this was entirely different to the picture you’d painted of him. so that’s when you decided to take a risk, “promise?”

𝜗𝜚 all you’d known with val was emotional mind games and verbal abuse for not submitting but with vox? he seemed to care so much more than that. he was so loving and sweet, treat you like an angel. loved you.

𝜗𝜚 that’s all you wanted, it was so easy. so you gave him everything. your mind. your body. your soul. just like he wanted.

“you’re mine right, puppy?” vox questioned hands stroking over your soft fluffy ears as you nodded in response. “so let me own you. give me your soul. you’ll be only mine and i’ll protect you forever.” his harsh words laced with something so sickeningly promising to your naive brain.

how could you say no?

𝜗𝜚 after that, vox never held back, you couldn’t leave him after all. he had you collared 24/7. using the leash that bound you to him to tease you and drag you where he pleased. he was still so attractively enticing. that would never change. his cunningness wrapped up in a pretty bow so well that you didn’t care he was manipulating you.

𝜗𝜚 he’d use you to make val jealous sometimes too, having you draped over him as his arm candy. have you dress so scantily. take you to all his events to show you off, show them what they couldn’t have. and more importantly who you belonged to.

“who’s this pretty girl by your side?” a reporter would ask, eager to put a name to vox’s ’girlfriend’.

“oh? her? she’s just my puppy,” would be his answer. so simple yet you loved something about it. a slight pat on your head and a soft “good girl,” to leave the viewers with the thoughts of your wide eyes and soft mouth as you bit your lip at the praise.

𝜗𝜚 it wasn’t only manipulation to him despite it getting you this far. he did love you. everything about you, like he was the love sick puppy here. your hair, your eyes. the way your soft ears would react to things. how easily excitable you were. the way you would cuddle up to him after work like a doggy would it’s owner. but i suppose that’s exactly what you were. just a simple little pup with her doting owner.

“where’s my baby girl?” he’d shout through the halls of his home as you’d come running to the door, so much excitement rushing through you. you’d think he’d been gone for days not merely a few hours.

“i missed you,” would always be the first thing you’d say. “now never leave me again.”

𝜗𝜚 eventually you let him have you. let him fuck you. the fact he waited despite owning you only spurred you on more to let him ravish you. he was loving and gentle at first, so vanilla and constant i love yous, earning the right for more than that. even though he didn’t have to. so when it came down to it, you’d coyly asked him to take care of his baby in heat too. giving him full control of your sex. every aspect of it.

𝜗𝜚 the first time you allowed yourself to drop into that subby state of mind, vox couldn’t quite believe what he was witnessing. how was it possible for someone already so innocent and pliable to become more so? he adored the way your doe eyes would gloss over as you looked up at him through battered lashes with full submission.

𝜗𝜚 he loved everything about ruining you. how he could tell by the way your thighs would flush exactly what you needed. how you would stick your tongue out and pant on your knees for him when you wanted to suck him off. but what he loved the most about this was how you would go mute. he revelled in how you couldnt say no or stop him. your ditsy brain too full so all you could do is whimper n whine and mewl such pretty noises.

a tug on your leash pulled your malleable body closer into him. his cock abusing your cunt to the point of tears, “just a bit longer pup, please” he'd groan, out of breath, wiping your tears and gripping you harder, pumping into you til it had you yelping and trying to pull him off of you. he wouldn’t let you. vice grip overpowering you and forcing on to say on his cock. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry, fuck, baby i’m sorry, i’m so close, i know it hurts, shit, i’m gonna cum.”

he’d pull out and hold you tighter than ever, littering your face in kisses, telling you you’re such a good girl, such a good puppy for letting him use you. how proud he is you milked his cum. of course that’s all your silly head needed to hear.

𝜗𝜚 vox always gave aftercare. always. running your baths, getting you your favourite snacks, taking care of you, not dare letting you lift a finger after the harsh activities he’d assault on your body. when you’d settled down enough, he’d hold you, letting you watch your favourite shows on his screen. that was something he loved to do for you. so much.

𝜗𝜚 he was just as clingy as you sometimes. needing you close and on him, always by his side. whining and mumbling how you don’t love him if he doesn’t have your eyes and attention on him. he always made you giggle with that. so when one night you were cuddled up watching tv, he came up with the idea.

“puppyyyyyy,” vox grumbled, watching how your ears would twitch in acknowledgement, “look at me!!” he was tugging at your pyjamas and pulling on your collar, needy in such a demanding and assertive way.

“wanna watch this, voxie, already so close n got my head on your chest.”

wrong answer. he didn’t like that.

vox sighed and clicked his tongue, turning off the screen and wordlessly forcing you to straddle his lap. “my puppy should do as she’s told,” your breath hitched at his words as his screen glitched and the show you were watching flashed across where vox’s face should be. “even if that means i have to make her.”

your cheeks blushed as you got comfy to his thighs. vox’s hands raked across your body, zoning out again. trying not to get too embarrassed and show how much you liked this. loving how vox needed you this badly. “so much better, right baby?”. you nodded your head before one of vox’s fingers crept to part your lips and let your oral fixation take over, sucking and lapping.

𝜗𝜚 overall you were the happiest you’d ever been, no matter how toxic it may be, and so was vox. it all went according to his plan that day when he decided he had to have you. you were now his. owned and controlled. loved and cherished. his puppy.

A/N : i just love vox okay!! i would sell my soul to him for free just to get to submit to him <3 anyways… i hope you liked this and as always please please give me support!! tell me your thoughts, they’re always welcome

[yellowrabbitfurry]

Sup losers! /silly

This is my blog! Pretty neat, huh?

My name is Oliver, but I also go by Ollie, Killer, or Kills. My pronouns are He/him and it/its

(please please please ask me about my fantasy AU for the Vees or my OCs, I wanna talk about them so bad and if I ramble about it I might write something or draw their designs but I NEED someone to want me to pleaseeee)

Fandoms I’m in:

UTMV, FNaF, VotV, Subnautica, Dredge, Hermitcraft, Hazbin Hotel, Indigo Park, Poppy Playtime, Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, Digital Circus, Pokemon, Epic the Musical, SCP, Welcome to Nightvale, (more things to be added)

I’m a furry, obviously lol

Theriotypes:

Wolf, Golden Retriever, Fox, Brown British Longhair Cat (that also has Luna moth wings now btw. Very complicated I know 👀)

Fictionkin types:

Killer Sans!

The thing from Carrion

Swap Papyrus (questioning????)

an angel? A star? A god? Idk some divine ass crechur with way too many wings lmao

Freaky deer beast lmao (similar to one of the w*ndigo depictions, but not actually one, obviously)

Horror sans

Error Sans!!

Fresh Sans 😎 (specifically the parasite lol)

I’m also plural!! I don’t exactly know much about the terms and such when it comes to it but I’m learning!!! I have exactly ONE!!! Head mate and it’s Error!!! He also goes by Puppeteer (or Pup!)

Things I do:

*I write fanfiction!! Mostly for UTMV, and I’m kinda slow, but apparently I’m really good! Anything I’ve written eventually be linked below, somewhere (as soon as I figure it out lmao) I don’t TECHNICALLY take requests, but give me them anyway! If I get inspired, I might write something (no nsfw)

*I make Therian masks! Only for me, but I will definitely be posting whatever I get finished with.

*I make things out of cardboard! So far I’ve made Sundrop, Glam Freddy, and Vox!

*I’m also teaching myself to draw! I’m not very good, so don’t expect anything- buuut if I make something I’m proud of you’ll definitely see it.

Fanfic Masterpost:

Nest (Bad Sans Poly)

Meetings (Utmv OC stuffs)

In pursuit of Freedom (Utmv OC stuffs)

Alive (VotV)

You can chat to me about anything you want, as long as you don’t make it weird (you know the kind of weird) I’m kinda bad at keeping conversation at first, but I’m a really good listener if you wanna ramble or vent! You can chat to me about anything you want, as long as you don’t make it weird (you know the kind of weird) I’m kinda bad at keeping conversation at first, but I’m a really good listener if you wanna ramble or vent!

And please, don’t get upset if I never answer your asks or reblog something I’ve been tagged in. I get nervous sometimes and put it off (or sometimes Tumblr breaks and won’t let me) and then I get even more nervous after a while cause I feel like it’s too late ;-;

That should be all for now! Thank you for taking the time to read this! (I hope I did it right lol)

(Credits for the divider used in this post goes to @/Killerssideblog, go check them out if you want! Credits for the autism banner goes to @/melmeldotpng with the art on said banner by @/angelsemotes)

[sleepyfan-blog]

Intruder!!

Author’s Note: This is the next installment of Joth’s adventures in the Husbandry AU! Other fics with Joth in them that I’ve written can be found here. 

Tagged: @egrets-not-regrets @kit-williams @bleedingichorhearts @the-pure-angel

Warnings: none? Please ask me to tag something if I missed it/it bothers you

Summary: Joth handles an intruder with the mercy you’ve taught him. 

“Put the goat down. Gently. Leave this property and return with money or never.” Joth ordered the Blood Claw who had his idiot hands on one of your goats. He had heard Maisie’s warning bark and growls, followed by Jacks and Sandy running to aid the oldest of your trio of Great Pyrenees. The canids helped Joth patrol the boundaries of your territory and chased away most predators and would be threats at night, while you slept in your home. 

“The fuck I will, Chaos scum! I’m hungry and this thing looks like it’d be a decent enough meal.” The young Space Wolf growled, bristling visibly. The goat in his hands squirmed and butted his horned head against the other’s armored stomach.

Maisie growled lowly, and Joth whistled, not wanting her to get injured by this insufferable Loyalist Fool. Jacks rumbled, equally unhappy. “Do you know where you are, Space Wolf?”

“... That doesn’t matter! I’m hungry, and I’m taking this as my meal!” The Blood Claw blustered, glaring up at him.

“We are on Terra. M3 Terra.” Joth rumbled, stalking closer to the Loyalist “Put. Down. The goat.”

“Why the fuck would I believe a word out of your mouth, you Traitor?!” The Loyalist huffed, still glaring at him, pulling the goat closer to his body, even as it bleated and kicked at him.

“Do you have a working vox-communicator?” Joth asked, struggling to not roll his eyes at the young idiot in front of him. 

“I do. But I am on a survival mission! To prove that I am capable of surviving, no matter the circumstances.” The Blood Claw snapped. 

“Aren’t baby Space Wolves left on frozen hell-holes to prove themselves? Most of Terra is far from such a world, even in the depths of winter that would qualify.” Joth asked, tilting his head a little as he took another slow step towards the young idiot. The other didn’t have armor on and was lightly armed.

“... To be entirely honest, I thought I was dreaming. This part of the world at least, is so temperate and pretty. Prey and edible greens and fruits are so plentiful here. And I’m not a baby!” The young Space Wolf protested, puffing out his chest up at him.

Joth took another step towards the Blood Claw, whistling another command to Maisie and Jacks, who kept the younger Astartes hemmed in on two sides, while the pup, Sandy padded up behind him. “Youngling Astarte. Put down the goat. It belongs to the one whose property this is. There is Astartes-food available, but to get it you put the animal down. Now.”

The young Space Wolf looked up at him, before looking around “But… But you’re a traitor! Why should I believe y-”

You call out from the porch “Is everything alright, Joth?”

Oh! He hadn’t known you were awake. He has an idiot youngling to wrangle. Faster than the little Loyalist could track, Joth lunged forward and scooped him up, pinning the Blood Claw’s arms between his side and one of his arms, in a secure grip that the other would not be able to easily break. His other arm carefully yanked the goat free before setting her down and giving the goat a loving pat on the head. “I found the raider.” He answers in the same language you spoke.

“Who are you talking to? Who is that?!” The baby Space Wolf growled in Gothic, wriggling ineffectually in Joth’s hold.

Joth grabbed the younger Astarte by the back of his neck and shook him a little “You behave. That is the owner of these lands, and the animal you tried to steal.” WIth that he trotted up to the porch, firmly holding onto the wiggly young Astarte, who wasn’t going to escape his grasp unless the thousands of years old World Eater let him go. Khorne’s Blessings of strength and endurance far outweighed what the whelp could muster up.

You look at the rough fur-clothing covered young Space Wolf struggling in his hands, a small smile appearing on your face “Do you know how long he’s been on Earth?”

Joth shook his head “No, but from what little he said, he hasn’t been here long. Naughty puppy has been eating your livestock that has gone missing, I’ll bet. He was trying to take a goat when Maisie yelled at him.”

“Joth, dearheart, he’s a person. What’s your name? Does he speak English?” You respond, having a sigh and shake your head a little “Bring him inside. I’ll heat up some leftovers for him to eat. He looks like he’s half-starved. No wonder he was going after my animals. Especially if he doesn’t know about the base he could visit for food and clothing if he felt like it.”

“Space Wolf youngling.” Joth huffed, glaring down at the wiggly Blood Claw. He snapped “What is your name, puppy?”

You sigh as you go get your cellphone “He’s still a person. I’m going to call the after-hours astartes response line for the closest Loyalist base in Gannet Point - unless. Is he a renegade? He’s not odd enough to be a chaos marine, I think.”

“As if I would tell you that, Traitor! You might do some sort of horrible ritual to fuck me up, or steal my identity if I told you! Who is this baseline mortal who cavorts with traitors! I-” The baby Space Wolf began to shout. 

“Loyalist puppy.” The Chaos astartes acknowledged in English. He then readjusted his grip on the Blood Claw so that he was covering the other’s mouth. An Astartes could accidentally injure the hearing of a mortal if he wasn’t careful, and Joth had encountered enough Blood Claws to know that the rough and tumble little lunatic pups were seldom careful.  “Shush. No yelling in the house.” He shook the growling pup who was trying to bite through his armored gauntlets with just enough force to get him to settle down.

“Alright. Nearest loyalist base it is. Do you think he’ll eat anything I try to give him? Or will he growl at me and refuse?” You muse as you press the numbers to the on-call phone number, knowing it by heart by now. 

“Probably would refuse. Keeps calling me a traitor, among other things, when I let him talk.” Joth answered, able to hold the squirming Blood Claw in his hands as he waited for you to make the phone call.

~

In less than ten minutes after you made the call, despite the fact that your farm was over an hour away from Gannet point by car ride, there was a mixed squad of Loyalists. Two were Ultramarines, one was a Salamander, and the remaining two were Space Wolves. 

The Blood Claw had tried and failed to escape Joth’s implacable grip the entire time, making angry little growling and whining noises behind the hand that kept his vocalizations quiet. Maisie had decided to stop growling at him just before the squad of loyalists had arrived.

“Sargeant Amicus, thank you for coming so quickly. I’m aware that it’s terribly early in the morning, but this particular Astartes has likely been stealing my chickens for the better part of the week and he looks half-starved.” You murmur, greeting the lead Astartes, the slightly smaller Ultramarine.

“It’s our duty to take care of issues like this. Especially when Brothers or Cousins are causing such problems. Faffnir, Ulric, would you mind retrieving the Blood Claw from Joth?” The Sargeant answered with a small, professional smile, gesturing to the two Space Wolves.

Ultric and Faffnir each grabbed one of the younger Wolf’s arms, with the latter saying “We’ve got the pup… You were a lot gentler with him than I expected you’d be.”

Joth shrugged “He is young and dumb. Nothing wrong with that, and I have been learning that kindness is not weakness here on Terra.”

“... Fair enough. No biting, you little shit!” Ulric answered, sharply reprimanding the Blood Claw as the young Wolf attempted to chomp one of the hands restraining him. 

“The muzzle I was brought here with should fit him well enough.” Joth remarked lightly as he loomed over the trio of Space Wolves “I would be willing to let you borrow it.”

“.. No, I think he’s finished being bitey, right? You’re going to be a good Scout and not try and cause more mischief, right?” Faffnir rumbled, his voice going low and growly.

The youngest Space Wolf let out a low, unhappy whine before looking away from Faffnir, his body going limp “Yes sirs… Why are we not murdering the heretic?”

“That will be explained later. Off we go, pup.” Ulric hummed before he and Faffnir dragged the Blood Claw away.

“As he is a loyalist, please send us a bill of how many animals he killed to feed himself, and you will be recompensed for it. I am aware that you’d rather have the a animals back, but money is all we are able to offer at this time. Though perhaps, after the young one has settled into Terra and how things run here, we could have him work on your farm as partial recompense, if you would be comfortable about that?” Sergeant AMicus asks you.

Joth’s tail swishes back and forth in agitation at the thought of that and he crosses his arms. He is scowling at the floor, but doesn’t saying anything.

“A tempting offer, but I would rather have the money, sergeant.” You answer honestly, shaking your head a little.

“As you say.” The Ultramarine acknowledged before turning and leaving, the other marines leaving behind him.

You wait until you’re sure that the Loyalist Marine sare out of hearing range before you smile warmly up at Joth and move in close. You gently touch one of his arms so that he is looking at you as you say “You did really well tonight, Joth. You protected my animals. You didn’t hurt the other marine, just restrained him so that ye wouldn’t cause more problems , and you were very patient.”

Joth beams at your praise and kneels down, lowering his head.

You smile warmly, knowing what he ias asking of you without words, and you gently pat his head, mindful of the Nails still digging into his skull. You press a kiss to his forehead “I mean it, Joth. You did very well.”

You hear the happy thump-thump-thump of Joth’s tail hitting your floorboards as he leans a little more into your head-pats. “I tried to be gentle, like you said I should be.” He rumbles.

You can hear the smile in his voice and you give him a couple more kisses on the forehead “And you succeeded. Well done, Joth.” You murmur as you try and fail to stop a tired yawn from leaving you.

HIs large, warm arms come up to gently encircle you, hugging you close. “Rest. I will protect, alongside your guard dogs.” His voice had an almost lyrical quality to it, and you nod sleepily, closing your eyes and allowing Joth to carry you up to your room and tuck you into bed.

[am-i-interrupting]

Baby Shark | Vox x OATSH Reader

No prior knowledge of the series required other than reader is an overlord & Vox is new to Hell.

Summary: Vox has plans, big plans, that he finally tells you. Of course, this is only after he procured a hammerhead pup.

You were curious, intrigued by what Vox had in store. All you’d gotten was a slightly cryptic phone call where he’d sounded nearly giddy, promising a surprise. If you’d meet him at his home.

You waited outside the building. Vox’s home currently wasn’t too luxurious. It was rather simple but nice. He was doing well for someone who’d only been in Hell for seven years.

He’d gone up rather quickly. He started as a commercial actor. Then he’d gotten bumped up to doing guest star roles in shows. Now he was a night show host, just like he’d been in life.

You knew he was working on things. Things he wasn’t exactly telling you. He would let you read documents over his shoulder as he worked on them in his office but would never answer your questions when you asked. He would claim that you’d figure out soon enough.

Maybe this was one of those things.

He pulled up in front of the house in an electric blue thunderbird. He got out of the car and spun around as the door closed, a big grin on his face.

“You are not ready for this,” he said as he went to the passenger side.

“What is it?” you asked as you moved behind him but he turned you around.

“Go inside,” he said. “I’ll follow you in a moment.”

Your smiled at him, a bit bemused by his behavior. It was a truly rare thing to see him look and act so excited. Still, you followed his request and pulled out your copy of his key.

Going inside you were immediately confused. There was an empty aquarium against the wall which hadn’t been there before.

What exactly was he doing?

He didn’t give you long to ponder as he came inside with a basket. It was filled with blankets. Wet blankets.

He closed the door with his foot but he didn’t let it slam like he normally would. Instead it clicked softly.

He leaned the basket so it tilted towards you. “He fell asleep on the car ride,” Vox said.

You looked down in the basket and put your hands over your mouth to stop any noise from coming out. “You got a pet shark?”

His smile expanded.

“Where are you putting it?”

“In the aquarium,” he said with a motion to the new addition.

“It’s gonna get big, Vox.”

“I know, but I’ve been doing the calculations,” he said as he gently placed the basket on his coffee table. “I also have a plan. At the rate I’m currently going though, it’s only a matter of time before I can climb the ranks to be if not as high as you then almost.

“I’ve managed to get several contracted souls—“

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“—and I am currently working on pitching several movie adaptations of your books. I hope you don’t mind that I forged your signature. Getting those green lit will bring eyes on not just you but the up and coming director who you allowed to adapt your books to film. Therefore it’ll bring eyes to other works of mine and by proxy myself. Bringing in more people who are likely to be interested in a contract for certain benefits.”

“You’ve been forging my signature?”

“Unimportant.”

“You are aware you could have just asked. Why didn’t you tell me any of this? These are big things, Vox.”

“I just wanted to surprise you,” he said.

The silent “impress you” was left just that, silent and unspoken.

You shook your head as you walked closer to him. “Well, you’ve certainly succeeded,” you told him.

You grabbed onto his jacket lapels and pulled him down into a kiss. He wrapped his hands around your waist. He tugged you closer.

A tiny little yawn sounding through the air broke your embrace. You looked down at the pup. It stretched out on the wet blankets. You acted on impulse and ran your finger down it’s smooth torso. It sniffed your hand.

“And how exactly do you expect to have the space for a fully grown shark?” you asked. “Maybe it’s a land shark but they still need a lot of water.”

“I’ve been plotting some ideas,” he said. “There is an overlord or two on that darling little list of yours, isn’t there?”

You thought of your list. Your list of people who toed the line of your moral code. There was an overlord on the list. Not yet bad enough to eliminate but getting there.

“Perhaps.”

“Why don’t you let me take care of that one, hm?”

You looked back at Vox. “I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“And I don’t plan on it.”

It was Vox’s turn to reach out and pet the pup. He scooped it up and looked at it with awe covering his features. He had always loved sharks.

“His name is Vark,” he said as he placed the pup on a rock that sat above the water level.

Immediately though he dove underneath the water and began stretching his fins.

“Vark,” you repeated. “As in shark or bark?”

[st4rstudent]

Some toons OCs

[dimneo1010]

leaving a tiny headcanon drabble here but

baby vox crawls in circles bc

1. stimulation

2. motor skills developed

3. the children yearn for the circle

4. shark pup brain

5. must chase shark tail

grown-ass vox runs on all fours in circles bc

1. helps him think

2. stress relief

3. electrical source when the power is out

4. shark pup brain

5. must chase shark tail

I agree with all of these above but adult Vox doesn't really go feral as much. He tends to do that when he's in his demon form, though. Shark insticts take over

[mayashesfly]

Headcanon that Vox had actually been extremely terrified of sharks when he was alive. When he had found out about his more shark like characteristics at first, it had been a shock for him.

He wanted to get over his fear of sharks though since it's unbecoming of him to be so afraid about a part of himself.

So Valentino gifted him the most adorable and silliest shark he could find for Vox, Vark.

Vox was apprehensive at first but appreciated and extremely touched by Valentino's efforts for him.

And when he finally touched Vark for the very first time?

A vague memory of his childhood flashes before his eyes.

Before he smiled down at his new pup, adoring the way Vark's skin felt through his fingers.

Perhaps sharks aren't so bad after all.

[voxvaughn]

combining some of my special interests and assigning my f/o's (and s/i's, by extension) webkinz plushes!!

(under the cut after voxvaughn because this is a Long one)

vox - midnight monster they're both blue, black, stripey nd "spooky"!! bonus points that i've ALWAYS wanted a midnight monster in my collection lol

vaughn - mazin' hamster "presto" blue hamster. how more on the nose does it get

lollipop - pom pom kitty it was admittedly a strong tie between this and the aptly named lollipop puppy, but i felt the pom pom kitty captured lolly's personality and look more!

jupiter - 10 year magic pup not only are they super close shades of color, jupiter is a very magic-aligned AND number themed character!

jeff fischer - golden retriever

jeff's not a very complicated guy, and a golden retriever is genuinely the animal he reminds me most of. the shaggy look of the string fur on the original golden reminds me a lot of jeff's disheveled hair too!

hayley smith - rockerz cow the psychedelic rock motif, the pink flower, the peace and love motif on their flank... it's basically her fursona

twister the space cat - ginger cat surprisingly it was hard to find a good match for twister, but i settled on the ginger cat! the vibe is there, an orange-yellow tabby cat with a bit more fluff; however it's actually the rarity of this plush that sold me, as it can be compared to twister's alien (aka "rare") species!

tysm for entertaining this idea if you made it this far! webkinz is one of my longtime special interests lol

[ MINOR X ADULT + SIBLING X SIBLING SHIPPERS DNI . PLEASE GOD ]

[alyxdefoisnthere]

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Mod D: This blog has so many trigger warnings I can't be arsed to name them, so for this reason PROCEED WITH CAUTION, now you can't say I didn't warn you because it's in all caps in my intro post so haha fuck you.

I am female unless I'm not, then I'm male unless I'm not, then I'm neither unless I'm not, then I'm both unless I'm no-....... In other words, I use she/he/they pronouns.

(Yoinked from @xdynomite )

MY FRIENDS!!!! <3

-@millie-of-imp (A SECOND MOD D BLOG?! WHAAAAT?!?!)

-@alastor-the-demon (my bestest friend in all of the 9 circles of hell, like a father to me :3)

-@alastorthisisthetea (married dad)

-@siempreminta (one and only mum, is married to married dad)

-@mcalastor (minimum wage dad)

-@leo-velaz (Father Leo <3)

-@sketchbuddies (sketch and crystal are my children)

-@stampy-offical (My future husband, come at him and you'll find your heart in his hands... Literally)

-@xdynomite (my Americunt™ boy, come at me hoe)

-@bachirathebumblebee145 (my IRL school pookie, follow her or I'll hunt you down)

-@possibly-astraeus (cool guy James :D)

-@kip-davis (fellow Brit)

-@ilovemydogrykersomuch

-@ducky-loyal-servant-of-lucifer (my child who's older than me, hurt them and I'll kill you)

-@autistic-katara

-@astro-raven-power (My lil sis)

-@king--of--ducks (Step dad Luci, married to minimum wage dad)

-@nerdyquestier

-@cursed-cat-alastor (my pet cat because i like cats more than dogs :3)

-@flowersbringsadness (my very precious pup)

-@cherri-is-bomb (big sis cherri)

-@weapon-collector-odette (sister)

-@hoshi-neko-hikari (my child, hurt her and I hurt your knee caps)

-@velvettefashions-official (same mod as miss Rosie)

-@vox-tv-demon (my father)

-@headlessdeaddancer (my younger brother)

EVERYONE ON THIS POST IS THE GOAT AND THEY NEED TO KNOW THAT, SPAM THEM WITH ALL OF YOUR LOVE....or else

go check everyone on this post out or i will personally come to your house an make a Ramsay level meal out of you

What is my goofy ass doing right now?

I am everywhere and nowhere at the same time heeheee

in other words, cus im me, i naturally had a strike of bad luck and can now only use tumblr at my friend's house or when she's with me

Mod Status: On my period and about to puke 🥰

My dad is a prick, fuck you

NOTIFICATION GOAL: More than 3, im not online enough to care, as long as my friends who talk to me in DM's regularly respond to me, im not fussed

OMFG I HAVE A SCHEDULE?!?!

Online whenever I can when my friend is with me or I'm with her (Thank you C)

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-Bad Apple

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-Lewis Hamilton (special edition)

-Ultra Black

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-White pineapple

-Ultra rosa

-Ultra golden pineapple

-Aussie Lemonade

-Ultra peachy keen

ALL ABOUT ME, MOD D

My name is Alyx Danielle GH (not giving yall my full name lmfao), I go by Danielle both here and IRL. I dont like the name Alyx because I associate it with the trauma I went through as a young child and I hate the fact my PRICK OF A DAD chose that name. My dad is not a very nice parent, he told me I would be a druggie, alchie (alchoholic) and a slag by the time im 16, yeeeaahhh....real nice parenting. Im genderfluid, presenting as female, bisexual, my birthday is January 28th 2010 making me 14. I was born in a small city here in England and I am 3/4 Irish. I like to draw, read (I reccommend strangeways) and bake, I suffer with physical and mental health problems including Anxiety, ASD and ADHD. I dont like fakes, homphobes pedos, bigots, racists etc, so if youre any of these...BACK OFF OF MY SILLY AHH RP BLOG

ALL ABOUT ALYX

Alyx is alot of things, the first thing that will stick out is that she's a dark angel and resembles Alastor, they're best friends, not family, she has loads of brothers and sisters, her favourite is MJ, she has a husband (Stampy) and two daughters (Sketch and Crystal), they're adopted and she'd love a biological child one day, she herself is adopted and her mother is Dove with 2 baby sisters (Abigail and Catorina), she has quite a few fathers.....the first one she would go to is Leo, Vox, or Doves husband Alastor, she loves T to bits and if any harm comes ro anyone she knows, blood will be shed. She's mute so when she's communicating it's through a notebook and looks like "this"

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(The above was yoinked from @kip-davis)

[klttn]

HI-IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS A BOTHER BUT VOX X READER SILK SESSION LIKE AREIAL ARTS THAT IS VERY MUCH PINK. BIMBO PROBALLY PUPPY READER FROM LAST FIC!! IF POSSIBLE I CAN JUST IMAGINE THE CUTENESS OF THE CLINGY EEEE YOU DONT HAVE TO AT ALL PLUS YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING

ahh this is so late n i am so sorry buuut puppy reader n vox are back!! this is the same puppy reader from a past request <3

— 𝜗𝜚 vox x female reader slight nsfw. no content warnings. puppy reader!! implied age gap. legal age gap. vox is POUTY.

delicate swirls of ribbon, the soft pink satin wrapping around you so lucidly it felt like an extension of you, reality so far below it was out of reach and distant. just the way you liked it.

the gentle pull of the pink fabric had you swaying in the air, your body looping and binding so elegantly. you looked like art. a pretty puppy wrapped in silk, soft ears and tail swaying with the movements of your body. adorable. so vox thought.

the man was fixated on you, his pup putting on such a pretty show for him, swirling in the air so beautiful. so breathtaking. his dick straining and breath hitching the more he watched you. he just had to get his hands on you.

“babyyy- you’re driving me crazy up there,” vox groaned, palming and adjusting himself in his slacks as he watched you. manspread and eager, eyes consuming you’re entire body with just a look. “so fuckin pretty.”

a soft giggle left your lips at his words, blush creeping up your cheeks as your perfected yet another breathtaking twirl with the ribbons of silk, the curves of fabric digging into the plush flesh of your hips n thighs in such a delicious way. “puttin on a show for you, voxie!”

vox let out a low chuckle, bucking his hips, smirk plastered on his screen, “yeah?” he shouted up to you, rising to a stand and striding over you in such a powerful manor, causing your ears to twitch up and tail to sway in a subtle wag. “wanna come put on a show for me down here, baby? show me how pretty you look wrapped in those silks up close?”

wordlessly, you let the ribbons flow around you, tumbling and flowing downward into vox’s space. his face watching in a bliss filled awe watching the way you effortlessly fell toward him. falling to a halt just before the older man, sliding into a position with your legs holstered up, the excess fabric floating around you.

“look at you, such a cute puppy,” your tail involuntarily wagging behind you, vox’s dick twitching in response. slight embarrassment filling your face as realised how pathetically your body reacted to him. “good girl, your little tail just knows who you belong to.”

a breathy whine left your lips, arms falling to vox’s shoulders in attempt to get closer and to stable yourself on his broad frame from your bashful reaction. “you can’t just say that, vox! you’re gonna make me fall cause i’m blushing so much!”

vox cooed at your adorableness, wrapping his arms around your waist in response to your very welcomed body. “but i just love praising my little girl! she’s just so cute n responds to me so well,” he keened, absentmindedly trailing the left over fabric in his hands with you obliviously just nuzzling into him and whimpering in his ear from the praise. “put your hands behind your back for me baby,” vox asked, you pulled back slightly, tilting your head in that cute way you do, feeling vox’s reassuring hands trailing your thighs with the silk gripped firmly in his palm. “just trust me, don’t think, just let me do what i want, just let your body fall onto me,” so you did, “just like that, that’s right, good girl.”

your breath got heavy, tail attempting to curl between your legs in a shy manor, proving your nerving excitement. you felt the gentle trail of vox’s claws intertwining the ribbon between your wrists, entangling them and tying them together with ease. “your little breaths are so cute, baby,” he chuckled, tying off the knot behind you and pulling, hard, leaving you to stifle an adorable yelp. “now sit back, let me look at you, i told you i wanted a show from my little girl.”

straightening your spine, you arched back and reluctantly pulled from the comfort of vox’s broad shoulders and chest, not meeting his gaze as he stared at your bound body, the position leaving your legs spread and hands bound so beautifully. your top bunching up to reveal your soft tummy n tits, squirming, realising just how on display you are for him. “cover me up..”

“oh baby, never, you look too pretty like this.” he sighed raking his hands across your body in such an innocent way yet it had you keening and arching into his touch. his hand now settling on tummy causing you to still, “plus i know my puppy loves belly rubs…” he whispered right into your floppy ear, skimming the flesh where his hand rested and rubbing gently, teasing tone evident in his voice.

a soft hum leaving your lips and instantly falling into relaxation, loving the feeling, whining n giggling at the soft tickle, “voxxx… tickles!”

“fuck me, you’re just so cute,” he placed a kiss to your lips, rejoicing in the pathetic way you chased after him, hand on your tummy sliding around your waist to pull you closer. “now kiss me, sloppy and just how i like it, i’ve been watching you up there for hours and i plan on touching you for hours now to make up for it.”

you giggled, dipping your head to lick a stripe over his neck, “so pouty,” you bit, adding a soft suck before pulling back with a pop. “you have me all to yourself.”

“why do you think you’re tied here baby? you can’t escape me now, not leaving til you can’t walk,” he laughed evily. such a clingy bastard. “every time you play on these ribbons, i’m going to make you think of me, your head should only ever be thinking of me.”

your tail wagged subconsciously, needily bucking into him as you landed another bite to his collarbones, “so clingy, daddy.”

“daddy?” vox groaned, “that’s it, you’re getting it!”

and you did. vox was never happier that he had you wrapped in your own pretty ribbons to do all the depraved possessive things he had planned for you.

after all, how dare you not be touching him for longer than a second? making him wait a whole hour? torture.