#little!velvette

[sugwrpwzz]

! REPOST FROM MY A03 (@attagirljessy) ¡

Vox needs sleep

“Hello, VoxTek enterprises - this is Shanda.”

“GET VOX ON THE FUCKING PHONE! TELL HIM ITS VAL!”

Shanda sighed. She was not getting paid enough.

The amount of sexting she had to do for them…

Fuck.

“Okay, Valentino.”

“By the way, Shanda - if you need a jo-“

She put him on hold.

“Sir?”

Vox slammed his head against his desk, before chugging some coffee.

“The fuck do you want?”

“Val needs you. I put him on hold”

“Tell that walking std to go and fuck himself.”

“He said it was importa-“

“GET THE FUCK OUT!”

Shanda scurried away.

Fuck.

That wasn’t the first time someone ran away from him.

Oh well.

He turned his attention back to his work.

Ew.

He was tired.

Maybe if he went home, Val or Vel could set up a movie, grab Vark-

No.

He had to do work!

He looked around for a pen.

Where are they?

He could feel tears of frustration fill his eyes.

He wanted to scream.

He had been working for three days straight, ever since Alastor disappeared.

Without Alastor distracting him he could do more Big kid stuff!

Wait what?

No! Work!

He had to work.

That was his job.

He stumbled back to his desk.

His clothes felt too tight and the cheap fabric rubbed against his skin.

He was so tired.

“SHANDA!”

“Yes, Val?”

“I’M GOING INTO VOX’S FUCKING OFFICE.”

Shanda rubbed her eyes.

“Okay.”

“Voxxy~”

Vox could hear someone’s footsteps approaching.

Fuckkkk.

He was lying on the ground.

He tried to sit up.

He bashed his head on his desk.

“…Tino”

He whispered.

“Hm? Funny, I can’t hear a single thing! I wonder why…”

Vox sighed.

“Tino.”

Valentino clapped his hands.

“Good job, Voxxy!”

Vox grumbled.

“I just fell. ‘M big!”

Val laughed.

“Okay. Then I guess I should carry yo-“

Vox jumped up, clinging onto Val.

“I’m sowwy! I got sleepy, an’ - an’”

Vox started to cry, sobs racking his body.

“Andmyclothesareickyandidontwanttobehere…”

Vox could feel his face burning up.

He’s not little!

He’s big!

He’s…big

He’s…

Val picked him up.

“Come here, bebé.”

Vox nuzzled into his chest.

They walked out.

Shanda sighed.

How many times was Vox going to snort coke in his office!

Vox woke up.

He couldn’t remember how he got there, but his was wrapped in a fluffy blue blanket, his 7 shark stuffed animals on him, and he wore some shark themed pjs.

He yawned.

Vel glanced at him.

“Ay, little V.”

Vox smiled.

“Velly, ‘m hungry…”

Velvette put her phone down and searched the kitchen and found some Froot Loops.

She poured them into a bowl, careful not to spill any.

Some milk splashed on the counter, sure! But whatever!

She grabbed the bowl and put it next to him.

“Where’s papa?”

Velvette crossed her legs, fighting with her shirt.

“He’ll be home soon.”

Vox huffed.

“I wan’ ‘Tino, Velly!”

Velvette tried to keep him calm.

“Hey, bud. Let’s try and calm down oka-“

Vox screamed.

“Vox! I’ll put you in timeout!”

“Nuh uh!”

“Yeah huh!”

“Nuh uh!”

“Yeah huh!”

Valentino could hear his ringtone - the one for Velvette specifically.

“Whores! I’ll be back!”

He walked into his office, grabbing his phone.

“Vel? What do you want I’m bus-“

“Valllll. Vox is being meannn.”

Val pause.

“Vel. How old are you?”

“…”

“…”

“9?”

“What about Vox.”

“Like, um, 2.”

“YOU DIDNT BOTHER CHANGING HIM!”

“I DIDNT WANT TO! YOUR BEING MEAN!”

Oh shit.

“Vel don’t cry, mi dulce chica-“

“WAHHH”

Ohshitohshitohshit.

Val walked into the vees tower.

“Vox! Vel!”

Velvette came running over.

“He hit meeee”

Vox screamed.

Val sighed.

He picked up Vox, and grabbed Vel.

“Vel, he’s younger than you!”

Velvette pouted.

“Timeout for two minutes.”

Velvette stomped over.

Val grabbed some supplies and changed Vox into a onesie (with sharks), and a diaper.

Usually, Vox didn’t regress this young, but all the stress must have triggered it.

Val kissed his forehead.

“My bébe..”

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Regressor Velvette Moodboard because she has for many reasons been in my brain all day- <3

[littlebouncybunnie]

can someone draw a picture or a comic of CG!Vox singing 'She's just a ragdolly,' from Raggedy Anne to Little!Velvette

If anyone draws this, please tag me, so I can see

since Velvette is supposed to be a doll I think

"She's just a rag dolly, happy and smiling away

a lovely rag dolly, wishin your worries away

and I get so jolly, knowing it's funny but true

a little rag dolly, sweet as can be, could be friends with a dolly like you."

Now some headcanons

- I think Little!Velvette either has her hair down or constantly up in pig-tails

- She likes to be carried on someone's hip, always present and included

- She wears doll-like princess dresses and is definitely a bossy little, constantly having to be reminded to say please and thank you

- Little!Velvette dresses in a sort of cutesy gothic style, almost like a Monster High vibe, if you get what I mean?

- she whines and tends to throw tantrums, but it's less 'I didnt get what I wanted,' and more 'how much will they put up with me before they snap?'

- Luckily Vox is great with Little!Velvette and is incredibly patient with her, always there to reassure her that they're not gonna leave her alone

- Multiple times Velvette has torn a stuffie apart, and brought it to Vox crying, but luckily he sews them back up perfectly each time

- She designs outfits for her stuffies and dolls, and Vox helps create them

- Loves dress-up but takes forever deciding which dress she's gonna wear

-- She makes Vox dress up with her

- Tea parties

- Probably lots of strawberries and strawberry flavored snacks

-- Strawberry shortcake, strawberry milk, etc.

[fizzy-fuzzy-sodapop]

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Ooo tiny velv,, so eepy,, so babie,, lil princess,, fell sleep on voxxy's bed,,,,

I ♡ little velvette shes so cute :3 lmk if u wanna see the other vees being tiny :3

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[hypnoticmoth]

Velvette is a doll and can turn her head 360° and while Valentino finds it funny, Vox finds it horrifying and disturbing. So of course she annoys the TV idiot with it every chance she has

[thefandomenchantress]

So I watched Hazbin Hotel, (or at least the episodes out so far). And I wasn’t that attached to Vox in the pilot because he was only there for two seconds but he’s now my favorite. I can’t help it he’s so pathetic.

Also I love whenever the animators have him make this face:

Why does he look like a cat??? I noticed the soundwave on his hat looks kinda like cat ears and now I can’t unsee it. How am I supposed to take him seriously when he wears that hat and is constantly making a :3 face? /lh

[momentomori24]

THEY ARE SO INSUFFERABLE AND HORRIFIC AND AWFUL BUT SO AMAZING AND DORKY AND THIS PART IS SO UNFAIRLY FUNNY AND CUTE AND WHOLESOME-- PLEASE, PLEASE HAVE MORE SCREENTIME IN S2. PLEASE LET THEM TAKE OVER THE SHOW. I KNOW THEY'RE HORRIBLE PEOPLE BUT I NEED MORE OF THE VEES.

And the most important scene of them all (to me):

First of all, how is Vox doing that. Second, you just know that these two douchebags are going to bang so hard with Alastor getting his ass kicked replaying in the background after this. I hate them so much.

[my-dark-lord]

*talking on the phone* Valentino: Remember how I said that Vox and I were gonna have a calm night out for once? Velvette: Yeah… Valentino: Well, we’re in jail. Velvette: *hangs up*

[gabrielsbubblegumbitch]

Look at this man's face when Velvette tells him, his boyfriend dismembered an innocent woman.

You cannot convince me that he doesn't own the weirdest collection of snuff movies and hasn't chopped someone with an axe at least once.

[selenienite]

the vees draw themselves

[viviarts-c]

Vox: *Storming the hotel first thing after knowing that Alastor is on the market again*

the first time I watched the show I honestly thought Alastor turned Vox down because he didn't want to change his name to Valastor 💀💀

Ritual Self Torture Masterpost

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Lil Velvette, lil Velvette lil Vel!!!(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)!!!

('m a gremlin 😌)

I'm drawing her at the moment!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)!!!

[spitdrunken]

THIS IS INCREDIBLY SELF-INDULGENT BUT. MY BLOG!

notes: power imbalance, sexual harrassment, murder mentions.

rotating a thought in my head where 'you' are an increasingly popular erotica writer from the pride ring. with writing, you've hit a bit of a niche, as a lot of the big porn producers (VoxTech's subsidiaries) are not exactly known for their riveting dialogue or personalities. no one's there for anything more than that, but there are demons who do want a bit more 'meat', so to say, with nowhere else turn. that is where you come in!

it's not enough to make a steady living off of, not even when you start taking incredibly specific commissions, but it's never been more of a hobby anyway. you are completely anonymous online, keeping care to use throwaway emails and accounts for everything. still, voxtech's products are utterly inescapable: it's either using them, or using nothing at all. (and those rumours about their boss vox having complete control over his technology, even after selling, has to be a rumour... you hope.)

meanwhile, as your penname continues to grow more and more recognizable, it falls in the vees' meeting room. valentino's immediate suggestion is just to kill you. people in the comments keep comparing his dialogue to yours. what the fuck is that about? who the hell watches porn for the DIALOGUE in the first place?

velvette, while shrugging her shoulders, only adds that their new releases tend to go trending, prior to release. fucking far from the top of that list, but still. trending is trending.

vox, sighing internally, plasters a smile on his face. there's really no need to kill new up and coming talent, val. we should suggest them to work for us instead. and if they don't... we can simply prevent them from working. they'll make up their mind, then.

you return to your laptop to an utterly inescapable pop-up describing the opportunity of a lifetime: the chance to work at voxtech! it's a whole wall of text, describing your pay (higher than you would have expected), where you will be living (in one of the appartment buildings owned by voxtech), and when to head to their main office. there is no word on denying the contract, an utter impossibility, it seems. not that you'd dare. vox's and the radio demon's showdown was the talk of the ring for days, and apparantly, all that rancour was the source of alastor denying a contract of his own. that really is more shit than you can handle in your undead life now. so, you take the job.

as your stories are starting to get heavily promoted, velvette absolutely insists that you add in at least a couple of looong clothing descriptions, based on her tastes. she's such an overwhelming, pushy presence, that it's hard for you to say no. she goes on about how, if it gets popular enough, people might be interested in somewhat similar outfits. probably not, though, let's be honest with ourselves. she makes you model them, all the while telling you that you really wouldn't be allowed to breathe in the direction of her studio otherwise. when you ask her why you absolutely have the one modelling, she just rolls her eyes. you based large parts of their appearances after you, didn't you? might as well make you look the part.

valentino is one of the worst parts of the job. compared to everyone else, he hardly pesters you, but he's still a terrifying presence. he'll give you 'suggestions' and make you steer your work in certain directions, getting too close and blowing smoke into your face. he gives a graphic description of how he jacked off to one of your stories, just to see your response. (this is a lie: why would he jack off if he can just call some stupid whore over to do it for him? also, he doesn't read.)

if a part of one of your stories ever gets a 'porno adaptation', he's having you play the part of the director, and has you sit in during the entirety of the viewing. you can tell he takes great pleasure out of any of your discomfort, or any of your fumbling- until it's too sloppy, and then he gets mad, of course, and you end up leaving the room with shaky legs.

vox seems to be the nicest one out of the three of them. really, he's only ever been courteous to you. but you've seen him flip his lid during the aforementioned 'radio demon fiasco', which you have been wise enough to never mention, so you still walk on eggshells around him. he can also get pretty pushy about deadlines, so you're not taking any chances.

he insists on having semi-regular meetings with you about the sales figures of your most recent works, wherein you also have to describe your process on other projects and pitch new ideas. frankly, you wish these meetings could be an email! but even when you tried to broach the subject, telling him that, surely, the company leader's time is much more important than this?

he simply brushed you off, telling you that he can decide for himself who and what to spend his time on, thank you very much. now, please continue. he'll inform you of the latest kinks and dynamics that have been most popular, though with some peculiar additions as well. you swear that, sometimes, the main character really does seem to resemble yourself in those suggestions, and the love interest a member of the vees...? you're certain you're just imagining it.

[luckycloverforducks]

[WIP? Sketch?? Idk concept]

[Swap AU]

"it's you... !"

That moment when the girl who patched you up and saved you from dying in an alley (that you promptly ran away from) show up at one of your very first concerts

[p0rk-guts]

Au where Valentino is [REDACTED] so they're somehow friends and Velvette uses Angel as a model and hypes up his looks

[p0rkguts]

She gets her own post now bc I like her too much

Came from here