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Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss scenarios:How you guys met

Charlie:(Time Line: Pilot

So you were good friends with Alastor or he owned your soul so he just spawned you to help out with the hotel and Charlie was nothing but sweet to you which was why you guys became close friends

Vaggie:(After Charlie found her)

So you are Charlie's sibling and Charlie wanted your help to get Vaggie better to which you did help ,and you and Vaggie bonded during that time which lead to her being a protective friend

Alastor:(During the show,before the Pilot)

So before the pilot he knew because once he became a overlord and came to the overlord meetings he met you another overlord and he didn't talk to you at first so you talked to him first which you and him become with besties especially with Rosie!(wait I should make a group of Alastor, Rosie,and Overlord!Reader!)And now to the show so during the overlord meetings you see him after 7 years while you and Rosie were chatting and she basically pushed you to talk to him again to which you do and you guys became close friends again!

Angel Dust:(Pilot)

You were a sinner who wanted to be redeemed so you helped Charlie with her hotel and in scene where they were in the car,Angel Dust was flirting with you the whole time even if Vaggie was screaming(?) At him,he didn't care

Husk:(Before He lost his soul to Alastor,and the pilot)

You knew him once again because of overlord meetings!You are a overlord again,You and him became friends fast and you would sometimes go to his casino and play cards with just for fun and then Alastor showed up and then Husk lost his soul. During the pilot Alastor has you help to which you do and while at the bar you meet Husk again, his is grumpy towards you but he secretly is glad that he can see you again!

Nifty(THIS IS PLATONIC!):(Pilot)

It was when Alastor just got her out of the fireplace or oven(I've heard both)and she started cleaning the place and at one point she just looked at you and then giggled and then started cleaning again, You knew she was something different

Sir Pentious:(Show)

It was after"It starts with sorry" you 2 didn't really pay attention to each other at first but he then started to try and talk to you which he was super nervous and would say the wrong thing but you were nice to him(cause duh he is sir pentious)and became his friend

Cherri bomb:(Show)

When she just blew up the wall in the hotel and Charlie gave her money to the bar(?),so when you guys were there you started talking to her and she was kinda rude bur in teasing way and after a while she was acting like your best friend

Valentino:(anytime)

So you needed a job so you went to his studio and you didn't even half to say"Can I have a job here." He just goes"Do YoU nEeD a JoB?"*And you just nod so you gave your soul go him and stuff <3

Vox:Anytime

You are just a powerful overlord who works with the Vees and Vox grew a liking to you and was kinda weird but you didn't really care about it and deal with it but you guys are friends(you replaced Alastor?)

Velvette(MA QUEEN!):Anytime

So you were one of her models and she didn't really care for you at first until she saw how much talent you had and she was awestruck so she then started showing favoritism towards you

Adam:(Earth garden of eden)

So after he lost both of his wives to Lucifer,God made him a new wife(or husband but it might start just becoming a female if so then sorry!),you were loyal to him and loved him no matter what(MY HEART OF STONNNNNNNE!)

Lute:(Anytime,and so this reader is female it just makes since of what I'm about to for the reader)

So your are a exterminator and she used not care for you until Adam started talking about you to her and she then started to pay close attention to you,which you noticed after a while and asked her"What?"and she was pissed until she chilled out started talking to you and you guys were chill

Emily(My bestie loves her):Anytime

You were a Seraphim to(I REALLY HOPE THAT NOT ALL SERAPHIMS ARE REALATED!)And she always talked to you when she just wanted to but you guys never really were friends she talked to you when she didn't think Sera would understand so at one point you were like"Wanna be friends?"and she would squeal and be like"YES!YES!"

Saint Peter(I love him and "OH!~"):Anytime

You were a Seraphim and he would sometimes see you when he would see Sera and Emily but you guys never really talked so at one point when you were just alone,he started talking to you which made you guys close

(End of hazbin hotel but if you want me to add more people than you say who)

Helluva boss

Blitzø(Mwah):(Before the whole Blitz and stolas fucking thing for the book)

So you needed a job so you saw IMP and thought *Murder >:)* so you when to work there and he had you meet him in his office and he was like "who do you want dead?"until you telled him you wanted a job and hired

Millie(THICK-um sorry and her and Moxxie are not married atleast not in these preferences but you can request them together!):season 1 episode 5 Harvest Moon Festival

So she knew you from her childhood back in the warth ring and once she saw you again at The Harvest Moon Festival she was overjoyed and so were you and you guys started catching up you ended up just going back with her and started working at IMP

Moxxie(Possum!):Harvest Moon Festival

So you also knew Millie and she introduced you two to each other and he was kinda nervous but you were kind for him to trust you and like the last preference you went to IMP to work there

Lonna(Goth queen):Anytime when she was with Blitz

So you got a a job at IMP and you tried to talk to her but Moxxie is telling you to not so you didn't for a while until you just did and she at first wasn't listening to you until she found out you like some of the same stuff as her and she kinda became your friend

Stolas(Birdy :<):Loo Loo land

So you worked for IMP and Blitzo had you and M&M to come along to protect Stolas and Octavia at Loo Loo Land,After a while Stolas started taking a liking towards you and was like "Blitzy give that one and you still have the book"

Stella(Sorry):Idk

You were a servant/maid for the Goitia family and she was kinda nice to you but was still a bitch

Stirker(I mean!~):Teen times

You were Millies sibling and knew him some what around the ranch and his father so at one point when you were trying to get on a big ass horse and kept falling,he walked over and was kind(I think he was a weet heart in his childhood and teens but his dad messed it all up)and he said"Do ya need help?" He smiled and helped you up and you guys started talking after becoming friends

Asmdeuos&Fizzarolli(IM SORRY I PUT THEM TOGETHER I JUST-UGH!I LOVE THEM BOTH SO SO MUCH SO I WILL GLADLY DATE BOTH!):Anytime

So you were a stripper for them and they never really noticed you until you pulled a amazing stunt(?) So after they had a talk with you and started saying how good you are and that you are probably the best stripper which you became close to them

Verosika(Mommy):Anytime

You one of her BIGGEST fans in hell and on time at her concert when you were shouting "I love you!" She winked at you and after the concert she had you come back stage and she had you join her little group

Vortex(....Well!~):Anytime

So you were part of Verosika's little group,he never really payed attention to you but at one point you started flirting with him and he was pretty chill about it and was screaming on the inside and after that you guys became close

Mammon(Fat Christmas tree that I love!):Anytime

So you performed for him at one point which he really liked you and your style so he had you like work with him and now you are the SIN OF GREEDS pet.Maybe?

Beeulzubub(slay queen bee!):anytime

You were at one of her party's and she started talking to you and was like acting like your best friend and after she like gave you her number,you guys started hanging out

So I forgot Lucifer so!

Lucifer(eat me out please):when he visits the hotel

So when he visits he noticed you were like a parent to Charlie and he wasn't mad about it because she needed a parent figure(Alastor:I'm a roach-wait no nifty!)*and he stared talking to and was like "new Lilith?" In his head

My oc's

Helen:Anytime

So you came to her bar and she caught interest in you and would start talking to you and be kind flirty while also being a sweetheart and then you guys meet again at the hotel

Dawn:anytime

You were also a model for Velvette like her and she noticed how good you are and wanted you to teach her and so you did and then you guys met again in the hotel

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Drops this and runs with a tentative promise of a part two

Sweet Little Obsession [NSFW Vox x Reader] - Part 1

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You were going to kill Alastor.

“A simple errand, just a little favor,” he had said. Yeah right. Turns out a simple little favor was getting thrust face-first into yet another trap Alastor’s nemesis had planted in an attempt to kidnap and do lord knows what to the annoying deer that used you.

Now here you were, trapped in a room without any idea of where you had been teleported to and tied head to toe in thick cables that tightened around you like a modern mummy every time you struggled.

“Ahahaha, get absolutely fucked, Alastor!” Vox boasts as he steps into the room with bravado up the ass. “I can’t believe it took you this long to-”

He stopped in his tracks at the sight of you. You give a stiff wave with your hand sticking out of the wires and a deadpan smirk. 

“Who the fuck are you?” He asks flatly, not moving an inch.

You wince, blurting out your name before you can stop yourself.

“Right, right,” he nods as he mimics pinching where his brow would be. A habit in his past life, perhaps. “And where is Alastor?”

“Probably back at the hotel laughing his ass off at both of our expense,” you grumble.

“Mhmm, of course,” Vox nods again, closing his eyes. “Excuse me just a moment,” he says, shooting you the prize-winning grin you saw plastered across the better half of hell. 

You watch as he promptly spins on his heel, marches out of the room, and lets the door slide shut behind him. You wince as you hear a series of loud crashing sounds and angry screaming coming from an incredibly obvious source.

The door slides open, and he waltzes right back in, dusting off his suit and giving it a tug for good measure. “Right then, so you’ve given me your name. I’m assuming you’re associated with that hotel. Mind telling me how?”

You sweat internally as he asks the question. You had hoped he’d lose interest in you, maybe rough you up a bit at worst and send you on your way. Questions were dangerous. They’d been dangerous ever since you got cursed with the inability to lie.

“Actually, I mind a lot,” you huff. At least you didn’t mind being truthful for that one. You didn’t need an overlord poking around your head. It was bad enough when Alastor had discovered your unfortunate quirk. Charlie had to intervene to keep him from abusing the power trip, finding your forced honesty incredibly hilarious. 

Vox rolls his eyes. “You know, I’m not sure why I asked like that!” He grins before waving his hand to the side. “Considering, I d̷o̴n̵'̷t̷ ̵c̶a̵r̵e̷ what you want.” 

As his smile drops, so do you. The cocoon of cables around your body suddenly loosens. A few cables barely catch you before your face smacks against the ground. You yelp as the wires tighten around your limbs and yank you back into the air, leaving you face-to-face with an angry Vox. 

“Now then, let’s try this again,” he says with a tense yet chipper tone. “What do you know about Alastor?”

You struggle against your bindings with a grunt, spilling the information you know with far less resistance than you liked. “He’s the hotel manager. He wants to use Charlie for something. It’s obvious to everyone but her. I don’t know what.”

Vox scoffs, “Oh, come on. Why don’t you tell me something I don’t know?”

“Vaggie confided in me that he made a deal with Charlie.”

Shit.

You and Vox stare at each other, both shocked that such crucial information just slipped from your lips so easily. He was expecting to have to torture and interrogate you for hours before sending your mangled pieces back to the hotel as a gift. Alastor was elusive and discreet. But you had just gone and given away confidential information like an unwrapped gift with the tag still on it.

“No… fucking way,” he breathes as his face breaks out into a huge, awestruck grin.

You blanch as he puts a hand to his head and starts laughing uncontrollably. “Y-You did not just fucking tell me that! Seriously? Are you for real?”

Your face heats with a mix of shame for betraying Vaggie’s trust like that and embarrassment at his amusement. “S-Shut the fuck up! I didn’t…”

Vox snorted as he calmed down. “Didn’t what? Mean to cave within five seconds of being in front of an overlord? I thought all you idiots at the hotel were stupidly brave. Guess the princess’s shiny ideals finally started bringing in the cowardly types.”

“I’m not a fucking coward,” you snarl as you try to grab him. Your bindings only yank back, restraining you further. A snap is your only warning before the cables burst to life with electricity. You barely process your own scream, too lost in the blaring pain searing through your body.

You gasp as he snaps again, holding his poised fingers before you to prove a point. The shocks wracking your body cease and the message is clear.

”You know… you’re quite feisty,” he hums. “Most people would beg for mercy or grovel at my feet, saying that they’ll do anything for me to let them go.”

He stepped closer again as his eyes kept their gaze on you.

”You could stand to learn a thing or two from them.”

You smirk with false bravado, free to speak your mind without him prompting you like before. “I've lived with an egocentric prick like you for months now," you say, spitting at his cheek defiantly. "I know begging wouldn't change a thing.’

“Ohoho, not so cowardly after all,” Vox grins sharply with a twitching eye as he wipes his face. He snaps, and sure enough, your screams fill the room once more. He lets it go on for longer this time before giving you relief with another snap.

“Now then,” Vox begins, holding up his fingers again. “What deal did Charlie make with Alastor?”

Your eyes widen, and you clamp your mouth shut this time. With enough warning, you could at least try to resist the urge. However, it didn’t take long for the strain of resisting the magic to take its toll.

Vox watched curiously, quirking a brow as you seemed to struggle, almost like you were holding your breath. He’s just about to snap his fingers when you suddenly gasp and blurt out, “She owes him a favor.”

For a moment, he just stares at you. Your head is dropped, your face burning with frustration and shame. You hated this. This stupid curse had always been a pain, but now it was actively hurting and endangering the people you cared about. All because Alastor couldn’t be damned to clean up his own messes.

Vox’s brows furrow as he examines you. You didn’t look afraid, not like you were trying to give the information in exchange for avoiding pain. The timing was off, and the panic in your expression wasn’t quite right.

He looked at you like he was trying to unravel a tangled necklace. He didn’t need to solve a whole puzzle; he just needed to find the right loop and it would all unravel for him easily. 

“Why did you answer my question just now?” He asks.

Your eyes widen as fear courses through your veins. “Nononono,”  you thought to yourself as you struggle to keep your mouth shut. You squeeze your eyes shut tight, willing yourself not to speak.

This time, Vox makes no threats. He simply watches as it gets harder for you to breathe. He watches as your face flushes and sweat beads above your brow. You pant heavily as your head begins to pound. A tickle in your throat grows into a clawing pain until it feels like you need to cough, gasp, and scream all at once. 

You whine, trembling under the strain until finally, you gasp, “I’m afflicted with a curse that forces me to speak the truth.”

Vox’s eyes widen as you look down at the floor in a dazed shock, catching your breath. He processes the information as a small grin spreads on his lips. “Interesting,” he hums.

He suddenly unbuttons his jacket and grabs a chair, pulling it up before you. He drapes his coat over the chair, thinking to himself as he sits in front of you.

He rests his chin on his hands, elbows on his thighs as he makes you wait in tense silence. No one had ever reacted like this before and the quiet unnerved you.

“Do you have any other information about Alastor that would prove useful to me?” Vox asks with an unreadable tone.

“No,” you say quietly, knowing it was pointless to resist now that he knew. You dangled from the cables that suspended you like a broken doll. Tears fell from your eyes, dirtying the ground with your guilt. You’d completely betrayed the hotel. The friends that you considered family, the ones who took you in. You failed them.

Vox hums, catching one of the tears as it falls, observing it as the light glistens through the drop reflecting on his metallic claw.

“Are you afraid of Alastor?” He asks, catching you off-guard. 

“Of course I am,” you answer bluntly. 

“Mm,” Vox nods noncommittally. “Good.” 

The cables shift slowly, lowering you to your knees. It’s surprisingly gentle, unlike before. A cable wraps around your neck as your wrists are shifted to cross behind your back.

Vox lowers a hand, looking down at you as he lifts your chin. The cable around your neck gradually tightens, making it uncomfortable but not impossible to breathe. At least not yet.

“Another question for you,” he smirks as the tip of his clawed finger drags under your chin, forcing you to lock eyes with him. “A̴r̵e̶ ̶y̶o̸u̸ ̴a̸f̸r̷a̸i̶d̸ ̷o̷f̷ ̵m̴e̸?̶”

Your breaths are coming in quicker now. There's not enough air. You're on the verge of hyperventilation as the cable constricts around your neck like a snake.

“Y-Yes,” you gasp as you strain against your binds. You could only imagine the bruises blooming around your limbs and how a matching necklace of blue and purple was about to follow suit. 

Vox’s eyes flashed as he grinned, dead pixels spilling from his lips as he eyed you like a shark drawn to blood in the water. 

“Oh, good girl,” he teases as he flicks your chin. The cable around your neck loosens enough to catch your breath, and you gasp. Your head drops, only for it to snap back up as you look at him in shock. Did he just?!

“I’ve decided,” he smirks as he pulls up an electric blue hologram and commands the cables around your dominant arm to loosen until you can pull it free. “You’re going to make a deal with me.”

You scoff, “Like hell, I w- mmph!”

You’re suddenly cut off as Vox’s hand shoots out and grabs you by the face. His palm covers your mouth as his claws dig into the sides of your face, just below your temples. You can feel blood trickle down your jawline as he tilts his head and smiles pleasantly.

“Careful dollface,” he smiles with sharp eyes. “You wouldn’t want to upset me. Not when I’m about to change the fate of your wasted potential.”

You whimper as tears spring to the corners of your eyes. More dead pixels spill from his lips as his grin grows hungrier at the sight.

“You’re going to work for me as one of my… assistants. You’ve shot your friends in the back, and we both know they have no reason to take you back after this. Let’s face it: if they actually cared about you, you wouldn’t even be here right now!”

He lifts you with ease single-handedly off of the ground. “I'll handle your basic needs and you'll tend to mine… A fair trade, don't you think?”

Your eyes widen as you start to struggle. An overlord's needs were a dangerous thing. Sketchy deals, brazen violence, pure debauchery. Nothing good.  You smack at him with your free hand, yelling muffled profanities at him for even implying you’d agree.

He expected this but sighed with a roll of his eyes. “I’d say you’re making me do things the hard way,” he says like it’s a big chore before his eye suddenly flashes with a spiral. “But this is honestly quite easy,” he grins.

Your arm drops as your body goes lax underneath his control. A pleasant hum fills your ears, your eyes drooping as you relax unwillingly with a soft sigh. He smirks, gladly soaking up the power trip of controlling you so easily. “Now then, let’s try that again, shall we?”

He summons a pen and puts it in your hand, lifting your arm to sign the contract. “Sign here and here,” he says in a chipper voice as if you were just some customer getting a warranty instead of a prisoner signing away your soul. 

The second the contract flashes under the deal’s completion, he drops the hypnotic spell over you. You sob as you're dropped to the ground. You’re too wrapped up in losing your freedom to care as the cable from before resecuring your arm behind your back again.

“See, that wasn't so bad,” Vox smugly taunts you as he waves the contract away.

You grit your teeth, torn between wanting to cry and wanting to kill the man before you. “Don’t patronize me…”

Vox smirked as he saw the look in your eyes, knowing he was starting to piss you off. Good. That’s not a fire he sees in someone’s eye often anymore. Everyone is either below him and scared or just another annoying overlord. This was different, and he loved every second of it. He walked closer, standing right before you as he spoke condescendingly.

"Aww, what's the matter, dollface? Don't like being on your knees for me?" He taunts.

You growl, lunging forward and straining against your binds, “I said don’t patronize me!”

Slap!

You blink, completely dazed as you feel the hot sting of the strike on the side of your face. 

Vox frowns at you as he sits up and shakes his hand out. “If I were you, I wouldn't try that again,” he warns.

He knew you would eventually. And he couldn't wait to punish you when the time came.

“Go to Hell,” you growl as you tug against your bindings.

“Suit yourself,” he sighs as he snaps his fingers. You barely have a chance to realize he's only doing that to train you to expect pain as a large cable snakes up out of nowhere and wraps around your neck.

You make the horrible mistake of crying out when the cable squeezes your throat, giving him the exact opening he wanted. Your cries turn into garbled, muffled noises as the rounded end of the cable shoves itself into your mouth, stretching your jaw open impossibly wide.

Vox leans back in his chair with a smirk, watching you as the cable starts to thrust back and forth in a lazy, precise rhythm. The cable pushed just far enough down your throat to make you gag a little each time. 

Drool quickly began to run down your chin as you choked and cried around the fat cable that fucked your throat just a little deeper every time you started to get used to the excruciating pressure. Your eyes roll back as your vision begins to blur. Little black dots dance before your eyes as the foreign sounds of your own garbled moans fill your ears. 

“Hm,” Vox tuts as he looks you over. “Now, that won't do. You’re almost perfect, but…”

Vox waves a hand, and the wires binding you slither across your body and under your clothes. You panic and start to twist and squirm as the cables wrap around your clothes and pull on them until they're yanked off of you with a terrible rip.

Your muffled scream only makes Vox laugh cruelly as your throat bulges against the thick cable around your throat. Just as you feel like you're going to break, the cable finally slithers out of your mouth. You gasp loudly, sucking in air so quickly that you choke on it and descend into a coughing fit.

“That's much better,” Vox smirks as drool pools on top of your exposed tits, dripping down onto your stomach. 

“Now tell me,” he grins as he presses his sleek dress shoe against your crotch. “Do you want to hurt me?” 

You don't expect him to ask that. “Yes,” you gasp between scratchy breaths. 

He grins wider, pressing down on your clit with the tip of his shoe. You jolt with a moan as he rubs against your clit with purpose.

“So fucking easy,” he chuckles. “So defiant, yet completely helpless and so honest. Tell me, brat. Do you want me to do more?”

Your face burned with shame. Your eyes burned with rage. Your throat was sore and abused, your limbs ached, and you had every reason to hate him.

Even so… “Yes,” you admit begrudgingly, adding another sin to weigh upon your back.

“Good girl,” Vox praised as he started to undo his belt buckle. A small wire crept up as he lifted his shoe, zapping your clit. You cry out and jolt, making him groan at the sight of your body.

“Mm, fuck,” he moans as he pulls himself out of his boxers and strokes himself a few times. “Gonna have to thank Alastor for the present. You have no idea what I've got in mind for you, doll. Just wait until I show you to Val.”

Your heart dropped to your stomach at the mention of Valentino. You'd heard the rumors and knew how dangerous the overlord was. His many reputations proceeded him… All of them did. Including the one that made your core heat at the very thought.

Vox noticed the shift in your body and chuckled darkly. He sits up and cups your face as he pulls your face close to his.

“Oh? Did that turn you on, dollface?”

You whimper, squeezing your thighs together as your mind gets cloudier with shameful desire building in your gut. Another zap to your puffy clit made you cry out and whine pathetically.

“O-Okay, fine! Yes, it did! Happy now?” You confess as your face burns.

“Oh, darling,” he purrs as he leans forward, catches your lower lip between his dangerously sharp teeth and tugs. You mewl at the blissfully sharp pain as he releases your lip and smirks. “You have no idea.”

With that, he crashes his lips against yours, hungrily swiping his tongue across your lips, demanding entry. Your entire body comes alive with electricity as you melt underneath the force of his ministrations.

He reaches up and grabs your chest with both hands, kneading tender flesh with dangerous claws. You arch into his touch, trembling from the sharp pricks that make you twitch and whimper as his plasma tongue pushes into your mouth.

He groans, bucking his twitching cock uselessly again the air. “God, you're so fucking hot,” he murmurs against your lips as he pulls back from the kiss.

“Who do you belong to?” He asks roughly against your ear. 

“I belong to you, Vox,” you whimper with tears in your eyes.

“Ohh, fuck that's it, baby,” he groans, licking the trail of tears off your cheek as he jerks himself off. “Say it again. Who owns you, doll?”

“You own me, Vox,” you sob as your head drops.

Vox clicks his tongue and pulls back to loosely grab your face, looking at you with a small frown.

“Call me Sir.”

You moan, shuddering from the command. The entire evening had tilted you off your axis. Up was down and vice versa. You couldn't help but get swept away by the fearful pleasure building in you from the whirlwind of events.

You'd blame it on the stress. The fear. The shock of signing your soul away. That's what made you give in. That's why your body was so desperate for a release. That's why you said, “Yes… Sir.”

Something hot flashed across Vox's eyes as you obeyed him shyly like you were dipping your toes in the water and admitting to yourself that you wanted this. And dear Satan, if he hadn't wanted to teach you to fulfill your potential before, he sure as Hell did now.

“Do you want to serve me?”

No!

“Yes…”

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

No! Not like this! Please! 

“Y-Yes, I do,” you whimper as your body burns with shame. This was ticking so many boxes for you, but it was still mortifying to say how much you craved something like this for a very long time.

“Tell me what you want,” Vox orders directly. “What do you want, Doll?”

You sob as the last of your willpower escapes you. “I w-want you to… To use me,” you whimper.

That was exactly what he wanted to hear.

Vox stood, pumping himself again as he manifested a plasma chain connected to a collar around your neck. He pulled on the chain, making you stumble forward on your knees, your face smacking into his pelvis right next to his throbbing cock.

Your eyes go wide and you feel yourself salivate as you look at it. Vox's eye flashes with a hypnotic spiral in his excitement.

“Suck. Now.”

You were far enough gone that you didn't even need to be hypnotized to obey, already completely enthralled by the sleek cock before you. He was long and thick. Not as girthy as the cable from earlier, but big enough that you'd feel him down your throat for sure. The underside of his length had six glowing cyan ridges, three on each side, and the tip of him was cyan, leaking with clear precum that made you drool.

You lean back, your hands still bound behind your back as you open your mouth and carefully take the head of his cock between your lips. You moan as you swirl your tongue around the tip of him, licking up the salty precum and pressing your tongue against the small slit of his cockhead for more.

Vox groaned lowly as he tangled his claws in your hair. You happily moaned in turn as he shallowly thrust into your mouth, encouraging you to open up and take more of him. You flatten your tongue underneath his length, sucking dutifully as you look up at him with your freshly teary eyes.

Vox throws his head back and moans. “Mm, fuck dollface, you look so good crying on Daddy’s cock like that. Hope you like being on your knees because I've got a spot under my desk and a chain with your name on it.”

Vox's grip suddenly tightens on your head, making your eyes widen as he starts thrusting fast and hard down into your mouth like a fleshlight. You choke and garble on his cock, tears flowing down your face as your eyes roll back in your head.

Vox groans, panting and growling as he loses himself in the pleasure before ripping you off of him, forcing you to look up as you gasp for air.

“You'd like that, wouldn't you? Be a good girl and tell me,” he commands.

You pant heavily, feeling like a complete and utter mess with drool and tears soaking your face, shame and desire soaking your cunt. 

“Y-Yes, Sir,” you gasp, face burning hot with shame. “I'd like that very much.”

“Good little cocksleeve,” he cooes sweely in stark contrast to the way he tightens his grasp on your head and starts facefucking you again. Your garbled moans and cries were music to his ears as he used your wet, sloppy, smartass mouth to please himself. 

“Ohh fuck, you're going to be such a good little stress relief toy when Val's too busy playing with Angel Dust. He gets his toy; it's time I have my own,” he monologues between grunts as he pounds your throat like a pussy.

“Delivered to me right from Alastor himself,” he cackles, twisting the tale to fuel his own fantasies. That one earns him a particularly pleased moan as he starts to thrust into your mouth sloppier. 

Your eyes widen when you realize he's close. You start to desperately thrash against your bindings as you choke on his cock. It only backfires and makes dead pixels spill from his lip as he bucks into you, his balls slapping your chin as he grinds into your face.

“Oh f-fuck,” he groans as he grabs your head and curls in, fucking you deeper and harder, making stars dance across your vision. “You're mine now, you hear me? All fucking m̷i̶n̴e̵!”

You let out a garbled scream as he cums hard down your throat. Your lungs burn as hot ropes of electrifying cum spurt past your lips and down your throat. You choke and sputter as he twitches and moans, grinding his hips against your face like you're a toy and he's in heat. 

“That's it, darling. Take every last drop. Fucking take it.”

Once his cock stops twitching, he pulls out, giving you a much-needed chance to breathe again. He smirks as you cough and hack. The cables around your body loosen and slither away, letting your arms finally drop to your thighs as you catch your breath.

“Tell me, Doll. Did you like that?”

You wanted to scream. You wanted to cuss him out and damn him for playing with your head. But you also wanted more.

“Y-Yes,” you whimper, completely humiliated by the truth.

He salivates. Dead pixels betray his excitement from the conflict between your mind, heart, and body. It was sweet torture that fueled his ego in ways that already had his dick getting hard again.

“Be a good girl and tell me…” he hums as he drags his claws through your hair as he pets your head condescendingly. “What do you want?”

You wanted to kill him.

“I w-want you to fuck me,” you sob, trembling with shame as your body's desire spoke for you and took away your bite.

“Good girl,” he cooes with a smug grin that only grows wider when you glare up at him. “ So honest for me… Now tell me where,” he commands as he squeezes your cheek and gives a little teasing shake. “Come on, use your words. We both know you have it in you.”

You growl, smacking his hand away. You try to bite down your words, refusing to give him the satisfaction.

“Oh, playing this game again, are we?” He grins as he sits down again and watches you struggle. “By all means, go ahead, dollface. I do love to watch you suffer.”

Your fury keeps you grounded as the pressure looms over you. Your fingers claw against the cool, smooth floor as you pant heavily under the growing pain in your head. But it's inevitable. You can't hold out.

“I want you to fuck me,” you gasp through pained tears. “Please…”

Vox's dick twitches hard at the extra little word. “Oh, please, she says,” he grins. “I didn't order you to do that. Look at you, naturally falling into the role you were meant to play.”

Vox stands, looming over you with a predatory aura, like he was about to go in for the kill. 

“Let's make sure you really learn your place.”

You moan as he flips you around roughly. He moves you so you're on your hands and knees again, only to grab a fistful of your hair and yank your head back. 

“We'll have to see if you're as good at taking orders during work as you are when you're desperate for my cock,” Vox chuckles.

Before you can argue or have the chance to regard the audacity of his treatment, he pulls you back and presses his cock into you slowly. You both groan as he takes his time thrusting shallowly into you, pushing a little further in each time.

“B-Bastard,” you gasp despite the way your body rocks back against his. “I'll fucking kill you for this…”

“Oho, by all means, I'd love to see you try,” he chuckles darkly. He lets go of your hair to grab your hips, giving your ass a firm smack that makes you yelp before he digs his claws into your flesh. You cry out as he suddenly fucks the rest of his cock into you with three sharp thrusts accompanied by low growls that make your core clench.

“You know I'm curious,” he hums nonchalantly, like he wasn't knocking the wind out of you with every brutal snap of his hips. “I wonder how you do with multiple questions…”

He stills for a moment, dragging a single claw lazily down your sweat-sheened back as he asks in rapid succession.

"Do you really not want more, dollface? Or do you want me to push you even further? Do more... humiliating... embarrassing things instead? You are completely helpless, aren't you?”

"No," you whimper the first answer as hot shame flooded your system.

"Yes," you gasp the second answer as he slowly trails around your hip, tantalizingly heading straight for your clit.

"Yes," you whimper again as he presses down the tip of his finger against your lower stomach, just above where you were aching.

"Y-Yes," you admit finally with a mix of fear, guilt, and arousal. 

He smirked at your answers, enjoying how you first denied him... and how he managed to break you and make you admit it completely. He loved that shame. He loved the humiliation. He loved the fear you were feeling. Oh, you were just so... perfect like this.

"Aww, good girl... that wasn't so hard now, was it?” He cooes as his finger starts to rub little circles around your puffy clit. “Say it again, dollface. What do you want?”

"It was incredibly hard," you complain with a long whine as your hips buck against his finger and back onto his cock. He didn't even have to move with how your body jolted from the focused stimulation. You were sloppily fucking yourself on his cock all on your own.

Your face was burning at this point. You look away shamefully as you mutter the answer as quietly as possible. "I want more," you sob.

He smirks, tilting your head to look at him, not letting you look away.

"Look at me when you answer. Don't you dare say it too quietly. I want to hear that shame, dollface. Tell me, what do you want so badly? Where do you want me to touch you?" he asks as he puts more pressure on your clit and stops rubbing.

You whimper, curling in on yourself as much as you're able. "I w-want you to touch... my chest... between my legs... everywhere... please," you gasp as the tears finally roll down your face.

"Good girl,” cooes with genuine praise this time. “That's what I wanted to hear. Very good girl..."

He pats your clit as if to say he'd be right back. You jolt as he drags a claw up your stomach, only to suddenly grab one of your breasts tightly. You yelp as he pinches your sensitive flesh and tugs on your hardening nipple. 

"Do you want me to touch you here, dollface?" He asks softly as he reaches around with his other hand, hovering over your heart for a moment before grabbing your other tit.

"Y-Yes," you gasp, whimpering as his thumb rolls your poor nipple cruelly.

He loved watching you jolt. He loved how vulnerable you looked in his hands. And he especially loved the way you answered. And that answer?

"Good girl, oh, I like you like this,” he teases. “Such an adorable little thing in my control. How does it feel, dollface? Do you like it?”

You gasp, your eyes rolling back as he takes both your breasts and lights his claws with electricity. Your back arches, and you scream as he sends wave after wave of voltage straight to your chest.

"Y-Yes!" You sob through your forced shame. “I fucking love it!” You hated this. Hated how humiliating it was. Being forced to admit your body's desires despite never wanting to be in this position in the first place.

"Fffffuck, Vox!" You moan before shooting him a heated glare. "I'll k-kill you! I'll- AAH!" you cry out as he zaps your chest again.

"You'll kill me? You're still saying that, darling?” He chuckled as he zapped you again. 

“I must admit, I’m hurt,” he sighs dramatically over your cries. “I gave you what you wanted, and this is the thanks I get?”

You choke on a moan as he starts thrusting into you again steadily. He gives your tits a good smack before he reaches and squeezes your ass with both hands.

“Apologize, or the next thing I electrocute you with is my dick,” he orders with a savage grin.

Your eyes widen as you shake your head and try to crawl away. His claws dig into your ass, a silent warning that makes you whimper as you stop in place and accept your fate.

“I-I'm sorry,” you sob begrudgingly.

Vox smirks with a pleased hum. "That wasn't so hard, now was it, dollface? Look on the bright side. Good girls get what they want,” he laughs breathily as he fucks you like a bitch in heat.

Your limbs threaten to buckle underneath you as you moan from the sheer pleasure of it all, collapsing against the cool tiles beneath you.

“What do good girls say?” He asks as he slaps your ass hard.

“Fuck!” you cry out from the pain, sobbing as he smacks your ass again.

“Mm, wrong answer. Try again,” he chastises you casually as he strikes you again and again.

“T-Thank you, sir!” You cry out as tears roll down your ruined face. “T-thank you! Thank you! Fuck! Thank you!”

“Thaaaat's it,” he growls as he fucks into you faster. “Fucking Satan, a brat who can't lie? Happy fucking holidays to me,” he laughs cruelly as he moves over you, pulling your hips up so he can plow you properly.

You can't respond, too lost in the pleasure as his cock rams into you over and over. All you can do is babble and moan as your body eagerly sucks him in. Your spirit was defiant, your heart was terrified, but your pussy was thriving as he reshaped it to the will of his relentless cock.

“I hope you're ready for your new life,” he grins as he feels you both approaching the pinnacle that would forever redefine your life's purpose. “Because after this, you're not going anywhere.”

Your eyes roll back, hot tears streaming down your face as you let out a long, guttural moan. His words are the final point that tips the scale in your body's favor, making you cum hard as your mind leaks away through your spasming cunt.

Vox growls, shouting as he slams his hips into yours again and again. Ropes of white hot cum are fucked into you as he pushes himself through the orgasm. He wanted you to remember this night for a long, long time.

You whimper as he finally collapses against you, shoving his cock snugly against your womb.

He lazily pets your hair as you cry quietly, shushing you and kissing your tear-stained cheek.

“Don't worry darling,” he cooes. “You're going to love it here.”

You cry harder as your old life fades from view. You cry because as your body twitches with the aftershocks of his use, you know that he's right. Pride be damned, honor be damned. 

You were going to love your new life.

[potatobugxo]

I saw that you write for Hazbin Hotel, and i thought maybe you could write Velvette daiting Carmillas youngest daughter! reader???

sure thing <3 this turned out way longer than i thought it would hehe

warnings: death threats(?) (carmilla threatens velvette lol)

❣️velvette x carmilla's youngest daughter!reader hcs❣️

-uh oh -you met velvette at one of the overlord meetings. she usually comes in place of vox and valentino and always has more than enough to say about her thoughts on whatever matter carmilla has gathered the other overlords about -you usually sit beside your mother and don't speak much unless necessary -the first time velvette attended one of the meetings you were just... awestruck -her confidence and sass enticed you even if she was throwing absolute shade at your mother lol -velvette isn't stupid, she caught on to you staring at her and would make her rounds around the table just to get dangerously close to your chair and subtly flirt with you -carmilla was NOT having it and dismissed the meeting early before she ripped velvette's head from her shoulders -too late though you were in love teehee -your mother warned you how dangerous the V's were and why not to get involved with them under any circumstance -so being the sheltered demon you are you didn't try to reach out to velvette in any way

-but don't worry she reached out to you <3 -you had caught her eye as well, the polite well mannered thing you were and the way you blushed whenever she spoke to you was just too adorable not to pursue you -velvette finds you on social media and immediately begins chatting with you -at first her pursuing you is mainly to get under carmilla's skin as an act of spite and powerplay, however when she gets to know you more she, dare she admit it, develops feelings for you -velvette knows the other two vees are morons so she doesn't let you get involved with them -likes to keep her precious lil diamond away from the problematic moth and tv thank you very much -will buy you every article of clothing in pentagram city if you so wish for it, her treat even though she knows damn well you can afford to pay for your own stuff she just likes to spoil you <3

-you're her lil princess okay she's obsessed with you <33

-you actually do a pretty good job of keeping your relationship secret from carmilla at least for a time

-but we all know velvette is a social media junkie, and there was no way she WASN'T going to share you and her being adorable on her page

-when velvette's selfies of the two of you reach carmilla's feed (if she even buys into social media??) well you're gonna have a very angry momma on your hands -she's seething with rage aimed toward velvette, not you, as she's convinced velvette manipulated you into this

-but you reassure her that spending time with velvette makes you happy, you're a full grown adult you can make your own decisions -meanwhile velvette is just smirking with pride at carmilla from behind you lmaoo -once carmilla begrudgingly accepts your relationship, she warns velvette that if she ever broke your heart she'd tear out hers

[idzymi]

Sometimes Vox wakes up awestruck that Valentino is still in his bed.

He considers himself a lucky guy since he’s been able to catch Val’s attention for so long

Cause Val’s hot as fuck and Vox, even as a head of voxtech, always considered himself a “so-so”

StaticMoth silly HC

[sunshine-zenith]

(Different anon) one of ANW's writers talked on twitter about how the crew was thinking of bringing Timmy back in S1 (as the founder of the Galax Institute! neato), and that's a fascinating what-if, but I'm glad that the writers ultimately elected to hold off. I kinda agree with the other anon -- Timmy's doing a good job of haunting the narrative, right now. All the parts of ANW that he's (in)directly impacted fascinate me. And yet... I'd also love to see him again? The writers withholding him while they figure out how/where they want him to show up makes me hopeful that whenever he *does* debut in ANW, it'll be good.

I remember hearing that — it could’ve really worked with the episode, especially with how Crocker was specifically reminded of Timmy because of Hazel’s outfit (if Timmy had been the Galax Institute’s founder, this would’ve gone from a reference to actually pretty neat foreshadowing). Still, I’m glad that they didn’t go that route — I watched an Awestruck Vox video on the topic of Timmy a couple weeks ago and he pointed out that Timmy opening the Galax Institute could easily turn into a Crocker 2.0 situation, which I kinda agree with — I want Cosmo and Wanda to matter to him, and him spending his adult dedication to studying the supernatural is kinda cool, but I don’t want to see him derailed completely due to obsession

The more I think about it, the pickier I realize I am when it comes to adult Timmy lol — I definitely don’t want him to be miserable, otherwise it feels like Cosmo and Wanda’s love and efforts did nothing to help him in the end and the irl decade+ the OG series ran for was a waste; I don’t want to see him be a stick-at-home-in-denial-about-growing-up adult (which is why I avoided the live action movies as a kid, even if I knew he’d get character development); I’m torn on him becoming a fairy — if it happened during the OG series and he spent his life from childhood onward as a fairy, I’d be super down with that, because he’d officially be able to grow up with Cosmo and Wanda and never lose them because they’d be his actual adoptive parents, BUT learning the timeline where he became a fairy in canon is the timeline where he grew up, got in a serious relationship, and then died trying to save his loved ones is a little… why tho??; and overall I love that ANW is generally compliant with Channel Chasers, because seeing Timmy grow up to be a genuinely average, seemingly well adjusted adult with a loving family who, even if he doesn’t remember Cosmo and Wanda, still has positive feeling associated with them — it amazing to see as a kid… until it was revealed that his kids had their own awful babysitter and needed fairies. It was less a the story goes on moment and more a slap in the face, especially as a third grader

That said, I 100% trust the crew working on ANW. They did a great job with references to him in season 1, and if they want to bring him back in a potential season 2, I know they’ll do something wonderful. Plus, ANW has Infinity Train alumni working on it — if there’s any series that mastered balancing bringing character back and knowing when to leave characters behind, it’s that series

[saiscribbles]

Original Post

Funny how 6 year old drama isn't relevant when it's Lily's but Awestruck Vox's 7 year old drama is relevant enough for Lily to take shots at him 3 times in her newest video. Isn't it?

[demigoddessqueens]

Hello may I request a reader whose a star druid and that whenever they're in battle they call upon the constellation to fight with them or become the embodiment of the constellation as they're willing to do whatever it take to protect the one they love. Can it be with Bells Hells or Vox Machina or Even both.

Yeah I’ll give the Bells some love 💕

Masterlist 11

Imogen

She may be at a standpoint with her abilities, coming to grips with her arcane heritage, but she feels inspired in seeing yours at work, the entire forces of the Celestials at your disposal and the unapologetic nature you wield it with

Laudna

Summoning hounds and the dark ichor magic is her trademark but she is in awed fascination at seeing how your magic works, as if it wasn’t obvious enough her ichor hound gets along so well with your constellation hunting one

Orym

He’s felt so down, so lost and seeing you in your element at your strongest is still a bit of comfort to his downtrodden heart, there is still the bits of hope that remain (that it won’t end in tears and more destruction) as you summon the literal heavens to protect him

Dorian

He’s heard of such of your kind before in story books that he would sneak away to read with Cyrus, to see you summon these creations fills him with bittersweet pride at who he used to be

Fearne

A witch in her own right, she’s confident of her skills and is never short in giving you praise as well. Always looking for an excuse to be near you and/or trace the silver dots and lines on your skin

Braius

He may be a paladin of the Hells but he’s completely awestruck when you form into one of the Hunter constellations, looking for any excuse

FCG

The automaton was wary of his powers, given how strong the surges can become but he feels a kinship with you because of how you both realize you’re stronger than what you get credit for

Chetney

He is one of the biggest cheerleaders of the party when he sees you using your powers, sometimes even suggesting if you can create a “werewolf” one for him

Ashton

The Genasi just lays it on thick with the compliments towards you, asking constant questions about your different constellations, how long you have been around, etc.

[speedycoffeedelight]

An Animalistic Disaster

CH-23 : Prepare for trouble and make it double

Summary:

Showing vox off to others and getting a visit from two unexpected visitors

Masterlist

You stared at him in shock for some time as he was still looking at you awestruck. The gears in your brain eventually turned as you realised what just happened.

" You saved my life, thank you! " Vox tried to get out more but almost slipped as he still didn't have much energy. The food needed to be digested first. You quickly caught him in time as you slowly dragged him out of the water.

" What do you mean you're in love with me? We barely even talked ! Are you in the right mind? " You quickly asked as you sat down with him beneath the Acorn tree. He transformed faster than anyone else. And now he's out here talking nonsense that he loves you. What in the world.....

" I'll....close my eyes for a bit. I'll talk to you again sweetheart..." Almost immediately as he said that he fell asleep in your arms. That man was even snoring for fuck's sake. Panic and confusion flowed through your vain as you shook him. "No no no wake up! What am I supposed to do with you?!"

Unfortunately, the man, did not in fact wake up. He was simply passed out. Now you were holding a shark dude in deep of the night while everyone was sleeping. This was great. Everything was fine.

Who were you kidding. It wasn't fine. You needed to think fast. There's no doubt everyone will freak out when they see him tomorrow. They'll also know you sneaked out. You needed figure out somewhere to hide him first before showing him off. But where? And there was also a another problem.

*Drip* *drip*

This man was fully soaked and was soaking you as well. You needed a change of clothes and also change his clothes while you're at it. Otherwise the both of you will catch cold. You pushed him off your lap gently and placed him beside the tree carefully. You found out he had a damn steel fin behind his back so you had to be extra careful. You squeezed your clothes standing up, trying to get as much water out as you can. Taking a another long look at the sleeping man, you quickly walked back to the cabin again.

You slowly tiptoed back to your room. Glad to find everyone was still sleeping. Sighing in relief, you stood in front of your wardrobe, careful not to hit Charlie on the way. You cringed as it let out a squeaky sound being opened. You looked at the animals quickly. Charlie moved a little but just turned on her back and went to sleep.

You quickly brought out some clothes for you and Vox. You changed you clothes before heading out towards Vox again with a change of clothes and a towel. You sat down beside him with a huff as you extended your hands towards his coat with a blush. ' This is for his own good. Don't think it weirdly, don't think it weirdly (Y/n).'

He had slight robotic parts all over his abdomen. One of his arms was almost fully metal. You tried not to linger your eyes there too much as you used your towel to dry him up as best as you could before placing a dry shirt on his body, one that was originally bought for Alastor himself. They were both nearly the same size so it was the best choice.

You didn't dare touch his pants. Your face burning up at the mere thought of it. Instead you just swiped your towel across in a futile attempt to lessen the water on them before giving up. You were done with him finally.

" Alright, up we go." You mumbled as you picked up Vox in your arms bridal style and headed towards your car. You decided that it would be best spot for now. Throughout all of this, Vox was still snoring. You half wondered if his power shut off or something.

Opening the door to your car proved to be quite difficult. However, you still managed it in the end and settled him inside. You wiped sweat off your brows after you were done and mentally patted yourself on the back. You quickly headed back inside once you noticed there wasn't much time left till the sun comes out.

You slipped back under the covers, sighing blissfully to be able to rest again.

You didn't get much sleep as you were awoken soon enough by Charlie. You rubbed your eyes and yawned as you woke up and went to bathroom to freshen yourself. While brushing your teeth, you suddenly remembered about Vox. You quickly washed your mouth and ran to the kitchen.

" Guys I have something to show you!"

Others were pretty spooked from your sudden outbrust. Alastor was on the table drinking a cup of tea when you came. He set down his cup. " Okay, what would that something be?"

" Wait right here okay? And please don't get mad at me. " You yelled towards them while running back to your car. The hazbins all looked at each other in confusion as Vaggie placed her cup down.

" Something tells me it's not going to end well. "

You ran up to the car and peeked inside from the window to check up on Vox. It seemed like he was still asleep. That was good. You didn't want him panicking out after waking up in car alone or something. You opened the door and patted his cheek a couple of times. " Vox, Vox wake up! Vox!"

'...ox.....w...e..up..Vox!' Vox felt a distant voice call out his name. It felt so beautiful, so perfect, he wanted to reach out his hand and grasp the bearer of that voice. Make them call his name over and over again. But where was it coming from?

You started to shake him now, yelling loudly as the sleeping beauty finally began to flutter his eyes open.

" Wait...wha.. what happened??"

He suddenly sat up upright, looking at his hands and his body before they came to touch his face.

" I'm human! I'm human again!"

He looked at you joyfully as you gave a awkward smile back, not being able to match his excitement. You tugged on his hand to get him out. " Okay, this is exciting and all. But we need you to meet others first, come on."

You tugged him out before he could say anything. Your strength still overpowering his as you strided towards your cabin. " Hey hey, stop, what's going onnnn??"

Vox's question fell into deaf ears as you reached beside the door and told him to stay put. You took a deep breath as you went inside. All of the members eyes fell on you as their mumbling went silent.

" Guys...let me introduce you to...human Vox.."

Vox awkwardly came inside scoffing with his arms crossed. There was pindrop silence in the room which was suddenly broken by Niffty's broom falling and yelling.

" A bad boy is here! "

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" ( Y/n) would you please care to explain what happened? "

If someone looked close enough they would notice how veins on Alastor's forhead seemed to slightly pop out. It was clear he didn't like the fact that Vox has transformed very much. He had a grand scheme and everything to drag his pride through the mud. But you ruined it. Though there was a another fear that went through everyone's mind.

He had to fall for you to transform.

With a shaky breath you started to speak, recounting the events of the night before.

" Then I gave him the meat after he promised he'll come with us willingly. But then he suddenly transformed in front of me."

Everyone was holding onto their breath. Transfromed? That fast?

" And then he said he loved me...?"

*Crash*

The cup in Alastor's hands broke from his strong grip. Niffty pouted looking at you two. Not because she was jealous of him for confessing, but because she couldn't have that bad boy to herself now. As for the rest of the crew, they all felt like fish out of water. They felt played on. They came here first, got transfromed first, and spent more time with you. But now Vox came and broke the fastest transformation record and already proposed to (Y/n) before any of them could.

Vaggie quickly grabbed a knife from the knife holder and before anyone could say anything she had its sharp end pointed towards Vox's neck in a millisecond. " Escucha aquí hijo de puta (Listen here motherfucker) , I don't know what the fuck you are playing at, but harm her and you're dead!" Angel came up behind you, touching your shoulders and glaring draggers at the newly transformed demon.

Vox hadn't been able to recount the actions of the previous night well in his memories till you started telling. What was he thinking, proposing to you like this? Just cause you gave him some food. Vox doesn't fall in love and he certainly doesn't fall over a woman just cause of a petty reason like that. He could feel others throwing draggers at his face with their staring. He sighed and was about to refute any claims of being even a bit slightly attracted towards you before he caught the look on Alastor's face.

His ears were pulled back and he was looking away, seething. He hadn't said anything after that claim. Alastor feared that one wrong word, and people will know just how much he cared for this human girl. He couldn't have that. He couldn't let others know about his possible weakness, and especially not Vox.

However, it might have been too late for that as Vox almost quickly noticed the distressed look on his face. The corners of Vox's lips turned up ever so slightly. Maybe he could use this human to his advantage to get back at him. It was clear that Alastor cared for you, if that was even possible. It was plain to see the fact that the thought of him confessing to you rattled him in some way. He swallowed down what he was about to say instead slid a hand behind your waist to pull you two closer.

Several people in this room were currently planning how to murder Vox.

" I suppose it is true I was captivated and moved by our darling (Y/n) here. I can see why you all choose to stay in this 'tacky' place." He sounded bemused as he looked around the dining room. It was rather small and suffocating compared to his apartment. He had a great matter of curiosity how all of these people managed to live here.

Angel slapped away Vox's hand from your waist. " Don't fuckin' touch her. " Vox just rolled his eyes at spider human. " So yeah, as I said, I am quite interested in you. However I don't think I'd use the word love just yet. My brain was clouded then. But who knows..." His eyes darkened. "Maybe one day sweetheart..~"

A tint of red decorated your cheeks. Vox was smirking at your flustered form, showing off all of his sharp teeth that threatened to almost tear you apart. In an instant, Vaggie raised his chin with the sharp end of the knife, threatening him to continue.

Vox was just grinning at her as he knew she wouldn't harm him actually, not with you sitting beside him. He did however move his hand again back to his lap. After a bit more time after everyone settled down again, you began telling your story once more.

" So I pulled him out of the pond and settled him down beside a tree. Then I...may or may not..." Your voice trailed off blushing looking towards his shirt. Others gaze followed your line of sight as well. Alastor's eye brows furrowed looking at the shirt. It seemed too familiar. Hold on, was that...

" I kinda of changed his clothes..only the upper parts! So that he doesn't catch a cold! I'm really sorry Vox. I swear I didn't do anything weird."

If Alastor weren't enraged before, he totally was now. You undressed him and dared to fucking dress him in his clothes? He should rip out your intestines for you to even think of such a thing. How fucking dare you sully his clothes by letting them be on someone like him?

And so blatantly touch him? What were you, a harlot? How could you do such a thing? You should have just left him to die and rot underneath the like the pest he was. If you wanted to undress someone, he was...no, he shall not finish that thought.

Good thing, nothing much happened after that. But he supposed be shall have to keep an eye on your from now so you couldn't go out on your little nightly escapades again. You could get seriously get hurt and he couldn't have that. He figured he should put his powers to use for that.

That night with Angel, after he and the whole crew slept together, he found out something. While he was smoking outside, his shadow seemed to move. Although he was baffled at first, he soon found out he could still move his shadow freely. Even though the power was still very much limited, it could be made stronger by practicing some voodoo rituals here. He meant to keep it hidden as trump card. But it might be a good time to put it into use.

" Now then!" You suddenly clapped your hand. "Since the introductions are out of the way, I think It's high time you all got to work. You don't want to be late now, do you?" You said with a close eyed smile.

You practically pushed Charlie, Vaggie and Alastor out after getting dressed. " Don't worry, I'll see to it that Vox starts working soon as well." Alastor's eyes narrowed down at your form. Vaggie still felt reluctant to leave a member of the V's with you. But she trusted Angel and the others to help you if something went wrong.

" Now where is that shark boy...."

You went inside to find Vox. You already had enough of an idea on what you wanted him to do. Pentious could really use an inventing buddy. Besides from what you've seen, that mf could sweetalk easily. Maybe that could come handy during selling. You let out an evil laugh in your head. Oh it was all coming together.

And you didn't believe his shit in the morning for a bit. Interested in you? Hah, sure! You're as interesting as a board of wood. Your best and probably the most correct guess is Vox wanted to fuck with Alastor and the others. You sighed internally. Couldn't he see that would make his life only worse here since he'll be living with them.

You found Vox in your room, eyeing your laptop and talking with Angel. " What's going on?" You asked while entering the room.

" Ah, (Y/n)! It's so nice to see you again." He said with enthusiasm that you were sure was fake. " It's nice to see you have some forms of electronics here . I just wanted to have a look at the ' Hazbin Hotel ' cartoon you guys mentioned earlier, where I'm from apparently. Could you please tell the spider fellow that?" He pointed towards Angel who was crossing his arms, looking down at him with an irritated scowl on his face.

" Don't trust him (Y/n). It's obvious he just wants to go snooping around your stuffs. " Vox rolled his eyes at the comment. You sighed stepping in, "  He does have to know his origin. And you could stay here in guard so he doesn't go anywhere he shouldn't. And if he does..." You gave him a sweet smile.

" I'll personally take care of him. I'll go throw him in the lake he came from. "

Angel whistled hearing your words. " That's hot baby~ " " Shut up..." You chuckled rolling your eyes playfully as you opened your laptop and opened the episodes for him to see. After leaving them to their vices, you called for Cherri to join them as well. Human or not, he was still an overlord. It's better to have more security.

You went to talk with Pentious about the new arrangement. He seemed a little nervous and excited together to hear he would be able to work with someone he dreamt of for a long time. When you went back in the cabin again, you saw Angel sitting in front of the room in your door and Cherri inside. You heard some lines from the fourth episode coming out so you understood why. He gave you a small smile and you gave him one back as you went to the other room and flopped on top of the lounge.

Vox felt confusion and fury all go inside him at once while seeing the cartoon. What a distasteful joke. To think all his life had been written down by some other human as an entertainment. He is the one who makes entertainment shows from others. His fist clenched on top of the table. Someone had to pay for that.

But for now he had to play the role of a goody two shoes. He inhaled and exhaled as a smirk formed on his face once again. He needed a place to stay in this world again and for that he needed to charm you. His second goal would be finding Valentino and Velvette. Sooner or later, they should also follow his steps and fall into this world. Once they are together, it would be a pinch to take these annoying fly's down.

He was about to go search for more information but Cherri stopped him. " Uh-uh, sharky boy. Showtimes over. Now go find something to do and make yourself useful. " Vox had to suppress the urge to strangle the girl right then and now.

He found you laying down on the lounge in the other room while Angel was keeping a close eye on him. You sat up after spotting him from the corners of your eye. " Ah, done watching I suppose?" You asked. " Indeed darling, now as these people suggested, I was wondering if you had any job for me." He took your hand. " Perhaps I can be-" " Yes, yes, I already thought of a job for you!" You took back your hand just as quickly and stood up.

Vox frowned seeing he couldn't put his plan into work and followed you outside ignoring the burning gaze on his back. You showed him to Pentious's makeshift workshop where he worked. " You, Vox, will be aiding out our genius sir Pentious with inventions. And don't you think about bullying him..." You inched closer to him. Vox looked at you unaffected. ' She is just a simple girl. What can she possibly do except make empty thr-' you slammed your fist on the side of the wall. For a moment it seemed like the whole cabin shook as Vox's eyes were open wide.

" Got it?"

Vox nodded quickly.

"That's amazing! Cherri will also be joining you guys to oversee the work. Pentious please don't let her make bombs. I don't want stuff to go flying. Goodbye now~ " you cheerfully waved at the duo as you walked away and notified Cherri. You mentally gave yourself a pat on the back for all the work you've been doing.

Niffty had been busy picking out weeds from outside since she couldn't find anything to inside to do. One of them seemed to be rather hard to pull out. She tried pulling it out with all her strength however she slipped and fell on her butt. She stood up and stomped her foot in anger before she went away and returned with a shovel. " Now let's see how you well you can stay..."

After digging for a bit, she was finally able to pull the weed out. She momentarily cheered holding the grass. Her tail wagging behind her. Soon her gaze fell downward when the grass once was.

There was something underneath there.

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Meanwhile, Alastor had been busy all day working. From the moment he came, he had to answer Adrien's several questions and cook something before he had been declared hired. He said he would show him the stuff he couldn't do later. But for some reason, Adrian insisted for him to stay out to make drinks while he cooked on the inside. Now he was stuck flashing a smile to this group of teenagers that was whispering in front of the counter looking at him. Did they seriously think he couldn't hear them? He was able to finally understand Adrian's reasoning. That smart bastard wanted to use his looks to attract customers. Adrian was no doubt a great planner. He definitely thought this through.

" Well then ladies, what will it be? I'm afraid there's people still waiting for their orders."

He asked in a sugary tone making the girls squeal as he sweatdropped. The charm of youth he guessed. Finally they decided on a order as Charlie showed them to their table. While taking another order, he suddenly felt a chill go through his body. Both his ears and tail perked up. Before he could turn his head quickly while holding the pen ready to strike. A hand came forward and patted his back. Soon the smiling face of Adrian came to view.

" Woah woah, easy there new guy. It's just me. " Adrian chuckled. Alastor furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. ' How was he able to sneak up on me like that? Did my skills get rusty over time?' he thought to himself and smiled back at the ginger haired boy.

" Business seems to booming today. I'm seriously lucky to get you two. Here's the order for table five. Keep up the good job!  " Soon he again disappeared into the kitchen as Alastor placed a ordered drink alongside the dish and called for Charlie to pick it up. He couldn't wait for this day to be over and to get back with you again. He didn't trust the Vox to be left alone with you even with the others there.

Charlie was the same. Her mood kept going back to the fact someone else had already confessed to you despite her knowing you more. What if you accepted the confession? The dread of you being with someone else lowered her mood of the day which was noticeable by her regulars.

Vaggie's wasn't any better. She had an irritated scowl on the her face the whole time she worked. Making customers stay wary of her and get away as quickly as soon as the job was done.

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Soon Niffty was able to clean the surrounding area of that place. It seemed to be a metal trapdoor. " Ohhh, secrets!" Niffty mumbled as she tried opening the door now. However the door was rusted from time and it would not easily open.

" What'cha doin' there toots?" Angel came up from behind her with a intrigued face. " I found this place while cleaning and I'm trying to open it." Niffty said pointing at the door.

A grin fell upon his face. Finally, something to kill time with. He would have bothered Husk but that guy was fast asleep as a cat on your bed now and he got bored. This was the smell of an adventure that promised enough entertainment for him to pass time.

" Alright, on the count of three, we pull it together, okay?" Niffty nodded. " One, two, three! Nng-" with the force of their combined pull, the door sprang open making the pair fall on the ground. They flashed a quick smile to each other as they peeked inside.

The gust of musky and old air hit their noses like a tornado. It was clear this hadn't been opened for a long time. It was pitch black inside so they couldn't see anything. Niffty went to get a flashlight. Angel gulped a bit. Who knows what they'll find down there. What if there's dead corpses or pentagrams for rituals. Then he remembered he came here from hell. He himself is a demon. These things should be normal to him. He facepalmmed himself.

Soon Niffty came back with two torches and they flashed it down. There was a old looking staircase that led downwards. They both looked at each other for a moment.

" Ladies first Niffty ~" Angel said beckoning her to go first with a smile. " Hehe, okay!" And Niffty was more then happy to. Soon the pair descended down the stairs that creaked with the weight of every footsteps. Soon, a scream echoed through the basement.

Meanwhile, you had been scrolling through your phone reading fanfics on the lounge since you were finally alone. It's been a while since you were able to read in peace. Last time you checked, Niffty was working outside so you didn't have to worry about her. Still, you stayed away from any risqué ones in case someone did peek. The wounds in your body have been healing nicely so it has been easier to move as well.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. You looked up towards the door furrowing your brows. The door is always unlocked so your demonic roommates could come and go as they please. You shrugged and stood up to open the door. Maybe someone accidentally locked it on their way out.

You opened the door expecting one of the hazbins. However the face the greeted you was someone entirely unexpected.

There stood your cousin, Melody. Her waist long, wavy brown hair was flowing behind her. The girl wore a big hat with a flowing blue sundress. It seemed like she got even more paler then the last time you saw her. With her small and petite figure, she almost looked like a doll out of the box.

Before you could comprehend just what was going on, she threw her hands around you. " Surprise! " You quickly grabbed her and hugged her back. You settled her down inside the cabin and grabbed her shoulders. " Melody, it really is you! What's going on? What's with the surprise visit?" You looked into her brown eyes as a million thoughts started running inside your head. Even though you were happy to see her, this wasn't good. You couldn't let her see the others.

" We meet each other after so long and that's what you ask first? Hmph." She fake pouted at you. " Let's get the suitcases in first, then I'll say. " You nodded as you went outside to grab the suitcases outside as Melody was busy exploring the rooms. She brought a whole lotta suitcases. It was hard to determine just how long she had been planning to stay. As you finished bringing the last of the suitcases in and closed the door, Melody came back from your room holding Husk in her arms.

" (Y/n) You never told me you adopted a cat! Look at how adorable it is!" You sweatdropped looking at the confused and grumbling face of Husk who just woke up from his nap and now trying to push Melody's face away with his paws.

Melody was about to say something but another knock interrupted her. You opened your door a tiny bit so you could tell your roommates to go away for now without letting Melody see them. However, for the second time of the day, another unexpected visitor appeared.

" Who is it (Y/n)?" Melody came forward holding Husk and scratching underneath his chin.

There stood Jake while holding a container and a package full of something while grinning down at you.

" May I come in? "

Notes:

phew, finally finished it. I lazed around too long even after writing. I know people wanted to Alastor to work in radio again but just imagine, human Alastor in a barista outfit 🤤

Also to make clear of previous chapter, reader was not r*aped. They were in a room full of people in the first place. However she was touched without consent as a child. Some people seemed to think that so I had to make it clear.

A lot of twists are turns this chapter, wonder how they'll end🤔

Welp, stay tuned to find out~

Tag list: @legostars @glowinthedarkbones1150 @darifes @aria-tempest @rainbowcake1212 @luxylucylou

[syaunei]

ok i never say this but your work is incredible.

you are such a skilled, TALENTED writer i am literally awestruck. your prose, pacing, and just sheer MASTERY of how to communicate with the english language blows me away.

you never seem to cave in and let characters make up!! you let them make mistakes and be consequences!! you let them be human!

and yet you manage to keep so much of the vibe of hazbin (ie, Vox's suggested "va-va-voom")? and it's MATURE in a way the show fails but you dont??

i have gone and read practically every radioapple fic on ao3 worth anyone's salt and yours is by far one of the two best ones on there.

just wanted to express my utmost appreciation for you as a fellow writer

-dips hat- kudos!

They are too complicated to have an easy path - and they're stubborn. I let them act as they would - so they keep clashing until something gives...

I am not writing a musical, which makes it easier to have a more serious tone, I think. The constraints of the medium are entirely different!

Gosh, thank you, you're too kind! I'm just glad you love my story so much!

[azlan-snow]

Broadcast Husbands

Chapter Fifteen: Two to Tango Part Two (Told from Alastor’s POV)

As I sit in my room, I hear a faint knock on my door and the sound of heels clacking against the floor. I open the door and see “Charlotte! What can I do for you?”

“Can you lead the activity for today? I figured you would like this one from what Vox has told me.”

“And what might my beloved husband be telling you now?”

“That you like dancing!” I’m awestruck that she knew that, but nonetheless, I act anyway.

“I do indeed! I was quite proficient with it when I was alive.”

“That’s so cool! But are you willing to lead the lesson?”

“Hmm. Sure. Why not?”

“Oh, Al, Thank you! I greatly appreciate it!”

“Of course dear Charlotte! After all, what am I here for?”

“Okay! See you soon!”

Charlotte does her activities right before lunch, so I have a solid hour to figure out what I’m going to do. Terrific.

As I begin the lesson, I notice that everyone was surprised that I was in charge.

“Wait. Smiles here is leadin’ the lesson for today?” Angel asks,

confused but smirking smugly. “This oughta’ be interestin’.”

“Alright, Boss. Whatcha’ got for us?” Husk asks drunkenly.

“Dancing. But not just dancing. Cooking!” Everyone, including Charlotte, was surprised at my answer.

“We have a large group, so I’m dividing this into two things, but both groups will get to do both activities. So divide!” Husk and Angel stuck together with the King, and Charlie, Vaggie, and Niffty stuck together. “Excellent! You three head to the kitchen, but please don’t touch anything,” I direct, pointing to the three girls. “You gentlemen will be here, so make some space.” I push the ladies toward the kitchen while the men prepare. “Your task will be to make a dish as a collective.”

“Niffty,” I say, directing my attention to the small cyclops. “Don’t do all the work. Let the other two assist, but you can’t do it all.” She looked bummed at my request, but agreed with a nod. “Excellent. Your time starts now.” I exit and head over to the gentlemen, and see our king, who no longer bears his hat, cane, and jacket, displaying his striped pinkish-red vest and white long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up.

“Your Majesty.” He looks at me and scowls before speaking.

“What?”

“May I have this dance?”

“Sure.” With a snap of my fingers, Ory’s Creole Trombone by Kid Ory starts to play, and I begin to instruct movements as it goes, with frequent checks of the ladies in the kitchen. Husk and Angel, at first were hesitant about the song of choice, but it grew on them and they enjoyed the activity. The ladies were doing well, but consistently kept exploding ingredients. Alas, everything did come together as the timer ended and it was time to switch.The girls had a pleasant time dancing while the boys cooked up a dish to present. When their timer went off, It was time for the test. I walked up to the ladies’ dish, and noticed it was applesauce cake. Of course it was something sweet. But it was rather delicious. The gentlemen made a bourbon apple crisp, which was just as sweet, but tangy. And dancing with each other was wonderful! Everything went smoothly and without interruption. Alas, it does take two to tango, does it not?

[fanficsfreeideas]

Alastor’s Surprising New Relationship and Lucifer’s New Nightmare

alastorshippermonth - day 9 Nobody picks on them but me| Protective girlfriend/boyfriend - Ship Alastor/Charlie/Vaggie

The story of Alastor, Charlie, and Vaggie was one of unexpected bonds, chaotic humor, and the fires of Hell's most intriguing drama. As Alastor took pride in causing chaos wherever he went, he never expected to find himself entangled in a relationship with the Princess of Hell and her fierce protector, Vaggie. Their love story began slowly, like a flickering flame growing into a roaring inferno. Charlie's bright and hopeful nature saw something special in the enigmatic deer sinner that others couldn't. And as her feelings for him grew over time, she couldn't keep them hidden any longer. Confessing to Vaggie was a nerve-wracking experience, but to her surprise, Vaggie had a different reaction than she had anticipated.

"If you're serious about this, Charlie," Vaggie said with unwavering eyes, "then I'll give it a chance. Just... don't expect me to be friendly if he hurts you." Vaggie's protective nature was well-known to those around her, but Charlie still hugged her tightly in relief. From then on, the three of them entered into an unspoken agreement—at least, it remained unspoken to Alastor because they had forgotten to tell him.

To say Alastor was oblivious would be putting it lightly. He found the increased attention both amusing and confusing. There were suddenly demons being warded off by Vaggie's sharp spear and snarled warnings of "Only I get to mess with him." And while Charlie made a point to spend more time with him, baking treats and defending his every quirk with the ferocity of a lioness guarding her pride. At first, Alastor found their protectiveness towards him rather charming. As their relationship deepened, their dynamic became both amusing and captivating to him. Who knew this unlikely trio would become the focal point of gossip in Hell, with a story of love, loyalty, and a hint of madness? It wasn't until the Overlord meeting that everything fell into place.

When Vox tried to stir up trouble by revealing details of Charlie and Vaggie's relationship and dragging Alastor into it, Charlie lashed out in a way that shocked everyone. She punched Vox, sending him tumbling to the ground, and declared to the entire room that Alastor belonged to her. "He's mine," she proclaimed with thunderous force. “Anyone who wants to argue can deal with me or Vaggie." Alastor could only stare in shock as Charlie hoisted him onto her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He couldn't help but notice the envious and awestruck looks from other demons, but his mind was fixated on one major realization.

Wait, I'm dating both of them? Thankfully, Husker cleared things up for him later. "Yeah, you moron. They've been protecting you like a precious treasure chest full of souls. Try to break up with them, and they'll probably break you." Alastor didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or run away. So he did what he always did: embraced it.

The next day, Lucifer stormed into the hotel lobby like a raging storm cloud, his eyes fixated on Alastor, who was leisurely sipping tea. A smirk played on Alastor's lips as he watched the king approach. "You!" Lucifer bellowed, marching towards him. "You—out of all demons—have the nerve to date my daughter and her girlfriend? Do you even realize what kind of chaos you've unleashed?!" Alastor, still grinning, set down his teacup. "Why, good morning, dear father-in-law! How delightful to see you. Would you like me to pour you a cup of tea? You look like you could use it." Lucifer's eye twitched in annoyance. "Explain yourself."

"Oh, there's so much to explain," Alastor said with feigned innocence, leaning back in his chair. "Like how your beloved daughter and her charming girlfriend have completely transformed my afterlife." Lucifer's face turned an angry shade of red. "Don't you dare." "But I must!" Alastor exclaimed, his grin growing wider. "The things we've done, Lucifer. The incredible heights they've taken me to—I can still feel them now! Should I go into detail? I'm sure you'd love to hear it."

"STOP!" Lucifer roared, storming out of the room. "I don't want to hear another word!" But Alastor wasn't finished yet. He followed behind with glee-filled determination. "Oh, but I insist! The passion! The devotion! Why, just last night alone— "ENOUGH TALKING!" Lucifer broke into a run, and Alastor, cackling like a madman, chased after him. Charlie and Vaggie stood on a balcony above, observing the unfolding scene below. Charlie couldn't contain her laughter, leaning against the railing with glee. "Well, at least he knows now," she said between giggles.

Vaggie snorted. "Should we intervene before he gives your father a heart attack?" After a moment's thought. She took Vaggie's hand, and they made their way downstairs, arriving just in time to stop Alastor from telling another scandalous story to Lucifer's retreating figure. With ease, Charlie scooped up Alastor and held him like a precious doll.

"Come on, Alastor," she said warmly. "Leave my dad alone and come play with us instead." Vaggie smirked and crossed her arms. "Yeah, save the teasing for us." For the first time, Alastor felt a blush creep onto his face. "W-well," he stuttered, "if you insist..." As Charlie carried him away and Vaggie followed with an accomplished grin, Alastor realized something unexpected: he didn't mind being theirs at all.

[tepkunset]

Finally finished episode 38 of Critical Role Campaign 1. And yet again I'm awestruck by how much better a character Scanlan is in the original game compared to the The Legend of Vox Machina cartoon. By which I mean he's actually a fucking character and not just a walking embodiment of "comic relief".

Now I praised season 2 of TLOVM for finally starting to give him some real character, so don't get me wrong, I think they're gonna catch up in the next season for sure. But like. Scanlan in the original game has already at this point actual depth and honesty and creativity and that's mixed in with being a cheeky scoundrel, not overpowered by it.

TL;DR: I think I'm actually starting to like him in the original game recording. Not just tolerate, but enjoy his presence on the team. I'm shocked, honestly.

[the-grand-av3]

https://www.tumblr.com/the-grand-av3/749084274533220352/httpswwwtumblrcomthe-grand-av374904433770753?source=share

BUT NO ITS NOT JUST CHRISTIAN BORLE AT ALL ITS VOX ITS VOX IDK HOW ELSE TO DESCRIBE IT I MEAN FOR ONE LOOK AT HIS FUCKING CLAWS,, JUST WOW

BUT ALSO. VOX IN THE FINALE EPISODE I COULD MAKE A LIST ABOUT.

- THE SHIRT ROLLED UP WOW

- HIS FACE WHEN NIFFTY STABBED ADAM MAKES ME FEEL SO NFBDGHDJ I WANT HIM TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT HE LOOKS SO AWESTRUCK AND ADORABLE

- I WANT TO HUG HIM. HARD. and I mean look at that waist ik it's vivzies art style but cmon and his chest can we get him ripping off his vest and tie next season and maybe two or three buttons undone I will beg

- WHEN HE WAS RUNNING AROUND THE ROOM AND JUST REACTING TO THE ENTIRE FUCKING WAR ANBSGDJDJS HES SO CUTE

- the fact that the vees were together watching the whole thing in the same room and vox was the only one really paying attention and reacting makes me think that he was the one to suggest it/set it up which is genuinely so sweet he just wanted to watch a war with his friends,, sobbing rn

I could go on but you get my point

(also I dare you to make the av3 react to this :3)

Link to prev post

HE IS A TV. THAT MAN IS A FUCKING TETRIS BLOCK. HAVE YLU SEEN HIS OUTFIT. ITS RED, BLUE, BLACK, AND NEON FUCKING BLUE WTF

Hey now what the hell

HE REMINDS ME OF THOSE LITTLE KIDS THAT GET HYPED UP OVER SKIBIDI TOILET

Skiddidi what?

OKAY WTF DID I DO

HES ALSO A LITTLE

dont say it hes gonna short circuit

A LITTLE PISS BABY

FUCK YOU

[mollymauksboi]

Sunsets | Percy de Rolo x M!Reader

this is dedicated to my beautiful fiancè @pixielostboy, i love you to the moon and back my little songbird. i hope you enjoy it 🥰

word count: 1,106

(no use of y/n. sfw, fluffy romance)

Percival de Rolo was one of class, one of wit and much talent. He held himself to the highest of standards... Except for when in the likes of this rag-tag group that called themselves "Vox Machina." Ever since he had joined, the noble man of Whitestone had found himself going through much more than he anticipated; he had dealt with the trauma of his past with the Briarwoods, overcome the demon Orthax who had a tight grasp upon his soul, restored Whitestone to it's former glory and reunited with the only other living de Rolo- his darling sister Cassandra.

While all this was happening, Percy had found himself also falling in love. With who in particular? This adorable, gothic Half-Orc who had joined in their heroics and adventures some time ago. It came as a bit of a surprise, the once cold hearted, revenge seeking de Rolo falling in love. But here he was, currently pacing the room of his in their home on the outskirts of Emon, fiddling with a gloved hand as he tried to find a way to talk you into a date with him. After all those lonely nights filled with dread that were remedied by your company and comfort, all the long talks and your genuine interest in his tinkering, how could Percy not begin to fall for you? Percival would have sought out the help from the other members but thought against it. The twins would only mock him, Scanlan wouldn't be of any help in the slightest with his highly sexual ideas. No, he wanted to romance you, not fuck you. Well- not yet anyhow.

The silver-haired man had a plan.

After knowing the paladin for some time now, Percival had learned all of your favourite things- some of which included picnics and long walks in the woods. It was a good thing that they had a rather large piece of land while living here in Emon. The human artificer quickly made his way into the kitchen, making little sandwiches and snacks with what items they had. He then gathered a blanket from a spare chest in the hall. Hell, he even scouted the property- finding a spot near the borders of the forest behind their cozy little abode and began to set things up. Taking his time, Percy made sure everything was perfectly in place. He hoped you would love the romantics of a sunset picnic and cuddling under the stars. After double and even triple checking that he had everything for what he could only hope was a spectacular evening by your side, the gunslinger headed inside to fetch you. He knocked upon your door and greeted you with a charming smile, his green eyes twinkling with hope. When you agreed to accompany him, Percival felt his heart begin to pound within the confines of his chest, politely offering out his arm to you and leading you into the field.

“I hope you don't mind that it's still close to home,” he chuckled softly, getting you situated and taking his seat next to you. Seeing your auburn eyes widen at the sight of everything, Percy couldn't help but to grin as he watched you fumble over your words.

“Th-thank you Percy. My Gods, this is absolutely delightful! And the food- Just… Wow-” You were completely awestruck, and that was exactly the goal the gunslinger had wanted to reach. Scooting a little closer, he gently brushed a few locks of your salt and pepper hair from your face, thumb grazing over the deep set scar on your chin. “I wanted the perfect night for the perfect man. I must confess… I really do like you, darling...” As Percy finally began to admit his true feelings and the real reason as to why he had invited you out tonight, he watched as your cheeks blossomed with a beautiful pink colour.

"Y-you do..?" you asked, your sheepish nature creeping back in and causing you to try to hide your face.

"Yes, I do. I have for quite some time.. I just didn't realize it until recently. But I wish to make up for that lost time and I promise you, darling.. I will take good care of you" Gloved hand never leaving your face even as you tried to turn away and hide your flushed cheeks, Percival tilted your head back to face him, russet eyes meeting frosty greens, smiles tugging at the corners of both mens lips. No words were needed for what was to come next as Percy slowly began to lean down for a kiss, all you could do in response was to watch excitedly before his lips pressed into yours.

Percy gently guided you into his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist and holding you there firmly while your hands gripped desperately at his silky blue coat. The kiss was a heated one, filled with all the lustful desires both of you held for one another, all the passion and love was bursting at the seams spilled out amongst the blades of grass surrounding you. It was a truly magical moment that left both of you breathless by the time you pulled away, carefully readjusting Percy's rounded glasses upon his nose.

"I love you, more than you'll ever know-" came Percy's gentle voice, barely above a whisper.

"I love you too, Percy" you murmur into his ear, trailing affectionate little kisses down his sharp jawline.

You remain happily seated in the artificer's lap for a time, enjoying conversations that range from his tinkering and experimenting to future little dates much like these. While both of you converse, the sandwiches are eaten, as are the little snacks Percy had placed inside the basket, and a fine wine is sipped throughout the evening. When the conversations begin to close, Percy cleaned up the blanket a touch, storing the now empty glasses within it before he came to lay beside you. The sun was now beginning to set on the horizon, the gentle glow of brilliant reds and oranges filled the sky with splashes of pink and blue hues dotted within. The darkening sky above littered with the twinkling of millions of stars.

Wrapping his arm firmly around your waist, pulling you against his warmth, Percy placed a few kisses to your hair, heads resting against one another while you both stared up into the beautiful sunset. As the sun dipped lower and lower, crickets and fireflies began to make their way out of hiding, filling the air around you with an immense peace and sense of tranquility.

This truly ended up being the perfect evening after all.

[ginger-snap-talkin-nonsense]

Awestruck Vox/The Roundtable 🔥

Garbage content by annoying grifters

[sinscrivener]

Vel is on the other side of a busy street beside Val

Vox sees the two and ridgedly starts to cross the street uncaring of the wild traffic

Vel: Daddy, wait till a break comes, Jesus Chr- Daddy?

He doesn't cease crossing, looking enraged

Vel: Ohhh fuck he's not happy-

Both watch as he simply weaves through the traffic, jumping and easily running along a car that nearly hit him, and causes a major accident when Sinners finally realize something's in the road

Finally he gets before them on the other side of the road, Vel is stricken and chuckling nervously along the wall behind her

Vel: Val, help me out here?

Val: *Gobsmacked* That was fucking awesome!

Vox: You forgot something, Vel!

Flinching, she squeaks out

Vel: Yes...?

Vox: *Drops a muffin into her pushed out hands and snarls, "You forgot to eat breakfast!

Vel: All that for.. For BREAKFAST!?

Vox: Why, should I be mad about something else?

Vel: *Stuffs the muffin into her mouth and quickly shakes her head 'no'*

Vox: Goood!

Looks now at Tino and the awestruck Moth suddenly lowers his feather and antennae and laughs just as nervously as Vel had

Val: Baby..?

Vox: Explain to me whhhy my white pressed shirts are allll PINK!?

Val: *Grabs some of the muffin and stuffs it into his own mouth*

(This one is absolutely stupid, just thought Vox would be the kinda guy to give zero shits about traffic if he had something on his mind and a target in sight)

-

Val and Vel are in a crowd

Vel: Fuck, where's Vox!?

Val: Hold on a sec, Doll

Tips his head back and belts out

Val: BABY SHARK, DOOT DOOT DOOT!

Vox: FUCKING SONG!

Val: Found him~

-

Same thing different statement

Val: Hold on a sec, Doll

Belts out

Val: ALASTOR SUCKS!

Vox: HELL YES!

Pen: YES HE DOES, INDEED!

Vel: Fuck it's the snake-

Val: Run!

The V's are all at a fast food place:

Bohemian Rhapsody starts to play

Vox: *Starts to bop to the music*

Vel: *Joins next*

Val: *Belts out* MAMA!!!