#redacted imp pet

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Vulture of Reality

I don't even know. I'm just a Vega simp.

CW: Cursing, GN Listener character, Little tiny bit of angst, Imperium Universe, NonCanon Compliance idk, Slight comfort

Summary: Life isn't all sunshine and rainbows, pet.

Redacted Masterlist

Pet walked down one of the many hallways within the academy grounds. They had no direction in mind, just taking the turns at random. The goal was to get lost and buy themself some time to think. Thunder cracked overhead, forever paired with the drumming sound of the rain. They hardly noticed it anymore, having grown so used the the sounds, carrying an umbrella or wearing a hat and jacket everywhere they went. Some days the storm was worse than others.

A few of the academy enforcers watched as Pet continued their wandering, judging and searching them. Sometimes their gazes lingered longer than comfortable and Pet would increase the speed of their travel. Their grandmother had once said that the world used to be a nicer place. That fear didn't drive people underground or into high positions of power.

They couldn't imagine a world like that existing.

Even if their grandmother had been telling the truth and not a lie to make them feel better, worlds like that were lost to history and fantasy. They slowed as they approached one of the exits of the building, eyes worriedly cast out the window to the rain that ricocheted off the already soaked concrete walkways. Then they pushed open the door and stepped out into the storm.

Sometimes they wondered what it would have been like to live in a world where your were still greeted with a warm smile and no ulterior motives. Of course they weren't naive enough to believe that everyone was well-intentioned. But enough people that the world didn't seem so dull and miserable. In that kind of world were puddles splashed in and rainbows were visible when the sun pushed past the storm clouds?

Pet was half sure that they had once seen a rainbow when they were younger, but they only truly remembered the brilliant gradient of colors thanks to photos and the internet. They liked to collect the photos in an online folder that they could go through when one day was particularly worse than another.

They climbed the stairs and pushed open the door that lead into the academy's demon - both spellings - haven. It didn't surprise them that their meandering had lead them to this building. More often than not they found ways to return here and stay here longer and longer each time.

"You're back. Again." The receptionist said. They tried to ignore the slight undertone of disgust to his voice as they approached the desk. They nodded, keeping their expression muted. It was just easier if they did, instead of having the awkward disappointment when their cautious smile wasn't returned. They grabbed the pen and started to sign the papers they knew all too well. All for liability, but they knew that no genuine harm would come to them. None that they didn't want from the start of the experience anyways.

They pushed the clipboard towards him, pressing their lips together. He gave it a once-over before nodding and pointing down the hall.

"He's in his room. Have... fun." He said and they could practically hear the lip curl in his voice. But like always, they ignored it and nodded their thanks instead before turning on the ball of their foot and heading down there. Their mind counted the room numbers that they passed, only soft muffled voices seeping through.

They knocked gently on room seven's door, waiting quietly. There was a pause before a smooth voice entered their mind.

"You're here, Pet." His consonants dripped from his voice like the rain outside, but it bathed their mind in a more calming storm in comparison. They didn't answer, still waiting outside his door for permission. "Enter."

They pushed open the door, stepping inside. The first thing they saw was the silhouette of his tall proud horns that protruded from his head, splitting past his hair. His eyes looked down at them, slightly confused but as guarded as ever. They closed the door behind them, looking at the sadism demon in front of them carefully. He stayed seated on the bed provided for him, even though they had never known him to sleep. They didn't know if demons even required sleep.

"What are you doing here, Pet?" He asked them, fingers curling to beckon them closer. Their body happily obeyed, bringing them closer to him. They quickly dropped to the floor next to his feet, resting their head on his knee. There was a small pause before his hand went to their own hair, wet from the storm. "Answer me."

"I didn't mean to come here without invitation." They whispered. Their voice came out more somber than they expected - taking them by surprise. Vega sighed as his fingertips massaged their scalp, mindful to be gentle. They knew he could be rougher with them, and that he knew they wouldn't mind. But he sometimes treated them so softly that they doubted he was a sadism demon.

"Why are you here?" He asked, staying on the topic of their unexpected arrival. They scrounged their mind, the desire to satisfy his curiosity driving them to introspection.

"I wanted to escape the world. It's nicer here." They replied finally. His chuckled bounced pleasingly off the curves of their skull and they nuzzled into his leg. His hand dropped to trace their spine in the back of their neck.

"For you, perhaps it is. What happened out there to drive you here?" He continued. Their fingers gripped onto the fabric of his pants, frowning.

"I was thinking about how the world seems so sad." It was such a simplistic way of putting their thoughts, but Vega seemed to understand. He hummed, fingers now tracing the slope of their neck to their shoulder.

"Imagining the world differently from how it is makes you feel melancholy, and yet you insist on doing so." They felt their frown tug deeper but he continued. "It's idealistic of you. People like you are most likely to cause changes because you hold a desire to. Don't lose that, Pet." Their frown switched into a small smile at his words and they lifted their head to look up at him. His frame was outlined by the cosmo diagram he had used magic to reflect onto the ceiling of his room. He always kept the lights off, but never told them why. It made him look more extraterrestrial than he already did.

Although they didn't see him as alien as much as divine. He was like some otherworldly god who demanded and deserved worship. He read people so well, knowing exactly how to slip into their crack to possess wholly. They were more than glad to be his eternal subject, blessed only to occupy the same space by his feet. They would do anything he asked of them, regardless of their own comfort. But he knew all this. They had expressed their dedication to his wants and needs several times over.

"You're getting distracted." He called them out and they offered him a sheepish expression, their guard falling entirely. The corners of his lips twitched and his hand traced the line of their jaw before hooking under their chin and forcing them to rise. His lips pressed against their own. A flick of his tongue across their bottom lip had them opening their mouth for him. But he broke the kiss, instead pressing the pad of his thumb against their tongue. His lips split into a grin then. "I should make sure you stay focused on what matters, Pet."

[capitalisticveins]

Lots of Headcanons #4

FOOOOOOR the loooovely @vind3miat0r :3

sorry if it's taking a while to pump these out, the hardest ones to do are the ones where they ask for character's I've already done, BUT I' still doing each character yall ask for!!!

Nevy you might get urs next I'm not sure yet

Azmidi

He tends to keep a more “fearful” and creepy human form so it’s easier for him to feed passively, but when he’s alone with Sweetie he uses the form he’s more comfortable with…which is only slightly less creepy.

He finds creepypastas boring and unoriginal

Can’t bake nor cook but he also doesn’t like the taste of food made from magic, so he’s been learning to cook while Sweetie teaches him.

Sweetie’s an author who’s very into the 18+ category.

Azmidi doesn’t spend a lot of time on Elegy, when he’s on it he’s either feeding or spending time with Sweetie, rarely is he on it for a different reason.

Is in deep shit with the Department because Sweetie’s unempowered, hasn’t been through the classes teaching them about the Magical World, and because DUMP doesn’t approve of his ways of feeding.

DUMP doesn’t know Sweetie’s identity, they just know Azmidi revealed the empowered world to an unempowered person illegally and they can’t find who. He’s evaded arrest so many times at this point it’s insane.

Vincent

There’s a lottt of conspiracies, podcast episodes, and horror stories about his disappearance on The Surge. Some have gotten close to what happened to him but his favorite theory is when someone said the FBI probably orchestrated the incident as a way to put him into witness protection, and everyone who died were criminals on Death Row who were used as collateral damage.

If someone's close to figuring out what happened to him at The Surge incident, he'll make a comment saying "We're gonna have to take you out for this."

Sucks ass at Mario games it’s so sad watching him play.

Not an astronomy geek like Elliott but one of his favorite past times when he lived in New Mexico was looking at the constellations. He can’t name a single one but he thought they looked pretty.

They’re still slightly visible in Dahlia but not nearly as much as in New Mexico.

He only went to Wonderworld as a part of the trip he and his friends went on, so he was never really used to the huge population of California compared to New Mexico until a WHILE after he was turned.

Is weirdly good at most aspects of math and loves showing off whenever he can. Lovely finds it cute and purposefully asks him questions regarding math because of it.

[lwdsial]

someone at work called me pet today and it was like a sleeper agent awoke in me

[free-boundsoul]

is it okay to want vega to tie the leash somewhere so i cant move or escape

Yes, it's very much okay. (We don't kinkshame in this household)

I know this wasn't meant as a request but I took it that way for a Vega nsfw drabble (cw: exhibitionism, collar, humiliation) Minors DNI please

Their heart was pounding in their chest. Their breathing sounded so loud in their ears as they strained to pick up any sound. They flinched at the snap of twigs or the rustling of leaves, their movements only tugged on the leash their collar was attached to.

        “Let’s try a simple test of obedience, Pet. All you have to do is wait for me. You can be a good puppy and stay, hmmm?” Vega’s voice echoed in their mind, his fingers securing the leash to a lamppost before he clipped it on the collar that was around their neck. His fingers trailed along their jaw as he hummed, his eyes glowing in the darkness of the night as he stared down at them thoughtfully. “Oh right. Before I forget, puppies don’t wear clothes, do they?”

        A snap from those skilled fingers had their clothes vanishing, the night air cooling their now naked skin. A gasp left their lips, but they didn’t voice any objections. There wouldn’t be any point when Vega could taste the arousal that sparked to life. And, more than that, they wanted to be good for him.

        Pet froze, shocked out of their memory when heavier footsteps snapped a twig. It was too large to be a woodland critter. Their breathing hitched as they fought off the panic that told them to run off. They could just reach up and unhook the leash from the collar. They could hide in the brush. They could say the safe word that Vega had given them that first time they’d met. But that word wasn’t on the tip of their tongue as they looked around, standing under the one light that was working on the path.

        “That little heart of yours is beating so hard, Pet. There’s fear running along your threads…embarrassment…panic…but the arousal is there too, isn’t it? The thrill of being so exposed, where anyone could stumble upon you. See you being the needy, depraved little whore you are…” They relaxed minutely as Vega’s voice flowed through their mind before their body flushed from the words they couldn’t even refute. They jumped when large hands slid down their body, the edge of claws tickling their skin and raising goosebumps even with the heat that came off his body. They looked down but they couldn’t see him, though they could see the indents of his grip on their hips. Their breathing started to race, the fear burning away as arousal ran through their veins like liquid fire.

        A soft whine left their lips as hot breath ghosted along their neck, lips grazing the lobe of their ear when his voice spoke in their mind again, a possessive growl in his voice. “But don’t forget that you’re my puppy, Pet. The derelicts might watch us on those little cameras of theirs. But I’m the only one allowed to touch.”

[maxpaulll]

I decided I wanted to try my hand at underpainting so I found a wip I started b4 christmas &re lined it so I could have some funsies :D

[6-atlas-6]

Getting a monopoly ad on my stupid little mobile puzzle game while I listen to the Imp!Vega BA again and getting blasted with the upbeat music was the most jarring experience of my life

[hammerhead-jpg]

I had an idea of making a series of lil redacted comics with dumb ideas but that's a lot of work and I don't know if I'm ever gonna go through with it so I'll just be post the scripts here

Warning: a lot of these are very unfunny and or would translate better if they were actual comics

[anexistingexistence]

Do we think imp!Vega sometimes magics Pet a tail so they can hold tails?

[androgynouspenguinexpert]

"I know I hold your heart, pet. Soft, plaintive, beating; held between hands better made to crush, and tear, and choke, and break."

jingle jangle art post

[vind3miat0r]

some more listener icons :D (Sunshine and Imp!Pet)

[romeo-the-homeo]

if i was an illusory i would just conjure my own irl subtitles constantly

[messenger-of-stupidity]

"Don't fear the dark."

How many times had they been told that? Their mother used to tell them that when they were little, scared of the monsters that lurked in the corners of their room. Their best friend told them that when convincing them to go to a park at one in the morning, the moon cast in shadows. Their ex used to say that, holding their hand while the storm continued to rage on outside.

And now they told it to themself, hiding within the sparse room. Everything was so quiet, the dark pressing in on them. The room felt too empty. Only the bed they sat upon and a desk in the corner. But that wasn't why. No, there was someone missing from this room. Someone who was always here when they were.

He had told them not to be afraid, and to be strong. To trust him with their soft heart.

But with the quiet solitude, they knew there was always a reason to be afraid.

Don't fear the dark? Yeah, right.

[sainthowlzon]

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Redactedverse - Redacted ASMR

Rating: Explicit Content

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Imp!Vega/Pet (Redacted ASMR)

Characters: Imp!Vega(Redacted ASMR), Pet (Redacted ASMR), Vega (Redacted ASMR)

Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Bondage, Grinding, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Teasing, Edging, Role Reversal, Telepathy, Vibrators, Horns as Handlebars, Brat, Pet Play, Mild Degradation, Aftercare, Enthusiastic Consent, brat taming,

Summary: Vega and his Darling Pet try a little role reversal

[angel-shaw]

Alright y’all have waited patiently here it is

Vega picking people up part 2

Ok so this one isnt very canon complacent cuz i didnt lissen to the end of the imperium stuff so i have no idea and i made my own stuff up. Basically they (Vin, freelancer, Vega, Pet+others) are all living at the school thing(or wherever they are idk) and they found some kids and took them in to keep them safe. Some kids are brand new and have not meet vin yet.

Vindemeator was no small demon. He was taller than the average person and well he could alter his size. He typically sat at a decently tall height. It made it easy for him to pick up his lover and most others. That was only one of the reasons he was shocked when he was just sitting on a rooftop, staring at the now clearer sky. The dark clouds that had been covering it finally dissapateing enough to let those on the ground see it. Well he had just been enjoying his alone time, silently wishing his freelancer was here to enjoy it with them, he was interrupted by someone rifting next to him. Startled he looked up and saw the sadism deamon looking down at him. “Vega?” he had time to question before he was grabbed by the back of his shirt and pulled through a rift. It was fast and disorienting so as he gained his bearings he heard small giggling around him. He opened his eyes to see several small children looking up at him. He was still held in the air by Vega who held him tightly by his shirt. “I'm done dealing with them. It's your turn now.” Vega said before dropping Vin onto the soft carpet floor before rifting away again. He was quickly swarmed by the children and all of them were talking excitedly, asking what kind of demon he was and what he could do. Once he had gotten the children at least a little calmer he noted that this room had been altered with magic, an array of small tables that fit the kids with rounded edges, everything with sharp connors had a protector on it, there where a lot of new toys that the kid room definitely didn't have before, and most notably, the floor was now a very soft dark green carpet instead of the cold hard concrete it was easier. This had to have been done by a deamon.

Alroght there it was! I know it’s not long I wrote it after I finished my midterm sooooo

I am working on part three don’t worry ✨

@darlin-collins @dollscircus @gumballrightfoots

[sugar-33]

One of my favorite Imperium listeners finally getting the design they deserve! This is Inès!

[maxpaulll]

Shout out to everyone's favourite size difference couple, Imp!Vega & Pet!!!!