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televocation · 6 months ago
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@respctlss ( velvette ) / continued.
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"Six hours of production time for a better shoot, Velvette, let's not overlook that! We made more fucking money off that line than the four before it combined." Vox tries not to get openly agitated, but only succeeds in coming off slightly less strained than he actually feels.
A better person would probably admit to their own wrongdoings, but Vox is in Hell for a whole host of reasons. That he respects Velvette as a businesswoman and friend doesn't make her arguments any less invalid, nor does it make Vox any more inclined to listen to her when she's talking blatant shit about him.
It's fucking lucky we manage to put up a united front in public with the kind of shit the two of them put me through.
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"The animator's a low blow, first of all, and we both know it wouldn't have done much in the grand scheme of things if that contract had been slightly tilted in his favor." Vox had been frayed at the time, too, coming fresh off the replacement of his core processor. His regulation hadn't been working and the change caused him the same full-body itch they always do until he gets used to it. He was agitated; it was just a moment of weakness. "And if you want to play that game, let's revisit all the times I've stopped you from firing models mid-shoot and delaying ads by potential weeks because you can't even fucking think two seconds into the future."
The pixels that make up the corners of his eyes glitch visibly.
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sidestriker · 6 months ago
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@respctlss ( loona ) / oracle starter call.
"Wouldja hold your horses for half a second?"
Striker takes advantage of the standstill to stop the fighting in its tracks. He can handle a single Hellhound, sure, but one of these particular motherfuckers typically means more of them are just around the corner, and Striker doesn't particularly like the thought of being overpowered over a simple misunderstanding.
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"I'm not after your damn boss!" he exclaims, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Some crafty son of a bitch set me up."
There isn't anything else that can explain, after all, the missing gun from Striker's collection. The claims of an attack when Striker hadn't even been in pride half an hour ago. It reeks of something foul; it's likely someone had been trying to put both Striker and I.M.P. in the line of fire, hoping for a casualty on either end.
"Now why don't we settle this down so you can tell me what exactly you folks think I did?"
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antisatiric · 6 months ago
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" can’t you watch where you are going?! " | from loona!
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"Oh, sorry! My bad!"
Twain probably could have used more choice words if he'd wanted---after all, paying attention is a two-way street---but he generally knows not to push his luck. Especially when the hellhound he'd run into looks like she's pretty irritable anyway.
It helps with the pretending to be helpless thing to be agreeable, anyway. People don't tend to expect much from someone who isn't putting themselves in every fight they can manage.
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"Hard to keep your head on straight when you're rushin' from one place to another, y'know? Hah, well, lesson learned for the future, I guess! Didn't make you drop anything important, did I?"
first meetings. / accepting.
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harteatiing · 6 months ago
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@respctlss // continued.
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Carmilla's initial suspicion is easy to read-- so much so that it draws a laugh past that eternal, enigmatic grin. Alastor's voice crackles jovially with radio white noise, echoed by a chorus of otherworldly canned laughter layering itself beneath.
Caution is only reasonable, after all ! He'd be insulted if anyone handled him without it !
Perhaps this is what casual fondness looks like between sovereign overlords. In Alastor's opinion, affection lies hand in hand with a recognition of power-- an acknowledgement of threat.
Only someone with no respect for Carmilla Carmine would ever attempt something as pathetically droll as a poisoning-- and only someone with no respect for the Radio Demon would accept any offer of his without a grain of salt.
Of course, there is no sinister intent hidden within the fine crystal tumbler, nor the amber whiskey swirling within. Alastor is no fool, and he bears the arms dealer far less ill will than most of the other sinners in the pit.
Their tangential association, their near-friendship of circumstance, spans many years. They are relics of their respective times, monuments to memory-- Alastor takes no issue with Carmilla and her business. Their domains do not clash, they never stand in one another's way. It makes playing nice easy, especially when cooperation is called for.
And recently, collaboration has been more necessary than ever.
In the wake of the first battle with Heaven's exorcists having been won thanks in large part to joining forces with Carmine Industries and, of course, his dearest Rosie, Alastor is under no illusions that they're anywhere near an end. Oh no, the conflict has only just begun-- and he's certain, given the current state of her expression, that Carmilla knows that as well as he does.
She noticed his absence and offered him a welcome. He notices her strain and offers her a drink. A symbol of their alliance and its hope to maintain.
Equivalent exchange.
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" Aha ~ , " Alastor's laugh chimes in, bittersweet lines hidden in the stretch of his smile. " What can I say? Nostalgia has always been my most precious vice. Besides, seven years doesn't feel so long, considering the ninety that came before them ! "
He's been standing still since the day he died, and yet, everything else seems to have moved so fast in just a few years of absence.
As the swan downs her drink, the stag summons a second for himself and joins her in enjoying the spiced burn in his throat. He turns his gaze outward, taking in Pentagram City's skyline. Only a few short years, and he barely recognizes most of it. Vox's face is plastered all over it-- him and his shiny new pets. It all seems bigger, hungrier, like the life he'd been dragged away from had been swallowed whole by this new creature in its place.
But this place-- Carmilla's industrial district-- has remained mostly intact. It reflects his memory with a comforting amount of accuracy, relieving some of the fraught buzzing that consumes his mind as of late.
" Consider it a token of my gratitude for the use of your steel ! And, I suppose, for still being the fine associate I remember. It's lovely, you know, still knowing my way around this place ! Though I'm sure you've had your advancements as well, in my absence, the rest of the city is so... "
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He makes a face, lip curling, eyes narrowing as he turns his back on the view of the metropolis they both call home. " ...Different. "
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televocation · 6 months ago
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Smash or Pass + Lucifer ( fallenmorniingstar ) xoxo <3
"Ha ha, good one! That's a good one! You really had me going there for a second! I mean, he couldn't be less on my radar if he tried! That's honestly, ha, wow, it's just so pathetic to think about I can't stop la-a-a-aughing, HA HA HA!"
...
"Smash."
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smash or pass. ( @fallenmorniingstar )
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antisatiric · 6 months ago
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It's a lot of enthusiasm. Twain's used to dealing with this kind of person---well, actually, he is this kind of person when it matters. Chatty is a vibe he can absolutely get behind.
She's a lot nicer than most others in Hell he's met. That makes sense, given the Hotel's aims, but it's still a breath of fresh air. The constant mistrust and violence gets a little stale after a while; it's nice to know there's still people who've got some kind of good energy.
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"Mark Twain," he introduces when he's given the space to talk. He'd introduced himself before, but he can't blame her for not catching it, and he shakes her hand without so much as a comment on the repetition. "Just Twain's fine, though. Really, I'm not all that picky."
He takes the opportunity to look around the apparently newly refurbished hotel. It's a pretty impressive place, though Twain doesn't really have standards all that high; he's spent most of his time in Hell skulking through the entertainment district. Aside from not being in ruins, there's really nothing special about all the flashing lights. But this place feels pretty nice to be in---just generally speaking.
He almost thinks it'll make a good place to live. But he's had that thought before, and it's never turned out well, so he crushes it. He's only here to see about the possibility of ending exterminations for good, after all.
"Nice place! Not that my word's worth all that much; I died less than a decade ago, so, y'know---haven't seen all too much down here." It's a little white lie from someone who's covered every inch of ground in Pentagram City that wouldn't have gotten him maimed for stepping on it. But it helps the image. "Be nice to have a reliable bed to sleep in at all, haha!"
@antisatiric // continued from [ x ]
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" wait, you . . . want to stay here? "
Whatever embarrassment Charlie might have felt from her impromptu soliliquy, it quickly melted away at the reveal of this young man's intent. He wants . . . a room? At the hotel? At her hotel?!
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Her heart quickened its pace, and she couldn't help the giddy expression now arising to her face. A smile split from ear to ear, she bounded to the Sinner's side and quickly took his hand, shaking it with a sudden friendly energy just moments ago missing. " ohmygodohmygodohmygod, yes! i mean, ahem -- "
Suddenly remembering her place, Charlie let go and stepped back, her smile turning somewhat sheepish but still energetic as she continued. " yes, yes, of course! there will always be a room open for wayward souls, such as yourself! come in, come in! we'll get you situated! ohhhh, this is so ex - cit - ing!! " She was almost on the brink of bursting out into song as she led the young man into the lobby.
" our hotel had recently gone under renovation, thanks to the whole angel's extermination thing, ahaha, but! it couldn't be built better or stronger as ever! and not to mention, the beds! we've upgraded to memory foam! yes, you couldn't ask for a more sure and comfortable stay on your path to redemption! oh! "
Realizing she may have been going too fast in conversation, she suddenly stopped and turned around. " i'm sorry, i hadn't catch your name! i'm Charlie! it's nice to meet you, mister . . . ? " She held out her hand, awaiting a response.
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televocation · 7 months ago
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[THE MOON] - if they had to choose one trait to describe themselves, what would it be? is it a genuine answer, or the illusion/persona they put on for others?
i think vox would probably say enterprising.
this is for the most part a genuine answer. he views himself as extremely shrewd when it comes to business and production and thinks he can get pretty much anyone in the palm of his hands with the right manipulation.
i wouldn't even say he's wrong about this---vox IS genuinely very good at getting what he wants from a business perspective, and his rise to the top has been fueled mostly by his own drive and resourcefulness. it's something he'd admit to anyone, that he considers this trait at the forefront of who he is.
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tarot headcanons. / accepting.
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televocation · 7 months ago
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[STRENGTH] - what are they determined to accomplish the most?
also asked by @harteatiing !
total market domination.
vox likes control; he likes to have a lot of people idolizing him like he knows what's best for them and their entertainment/tech needs. but it's not really enough for him to just be powerful enough to be recognized as the overlord of television and the powerful head of voxtek. he's always, always wanted more.
in a perfect world, the vees take over the entire rest of the pride ring and knock out the other overlords to implement their ruling beyond entertainment, whether that means forced contracts or just straight up having other overlords killed. this is ... largely a plan vox keeps to himself, even from the other vees for the moment, since it's not entirely feasible just YET.
... well, and because in that perfect world, he's the one at the top of the pyramid, and even velvette and val, who'd still be in positions above the rest of hell, answer to him when it counts.
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tarot headcanons. / accepting.
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televocation · 6 months ago
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@respctlss / oracle starter call.
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"Velvette, is it?"
Vox regards the young Overlord before him with some level of keen interest. Obviously, he'd spent some time before this scouring her presence on the still newly-introduced social media that had made its way down to Hell, so this isn't exactly a blind meeting.
Unlike most other Sinners in general, Vox has never had any qualms with teaming up in order to get things done properly. It's why he has his deal with Valentino in the first place for porn production; he understands that changing with the times and the preferences of the masses sometimes requires an outside perspective. Velvette, carrying the most influence of the up and coming social media influencers in Hell, would be an invaluable asset to Vox and Val's business.
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"Pleasure to meet you properly. I've seen you all over the internet. You're, ah---what's the phrase? Blowing up right now!" Playing a little more naive than he actually is to the latest trends in online slang, Vox interlocks his fingers together, treating the meeting with as much gravity as any other important deal. "I couldn't help but take an interest in the following you've accrued. A different Overlord would probably even accuse you of encroaching on their territory!"
Laughing an amiable, corporate laugh, Vox carries on.
"Lucky for you, I'm not stupid. See, we here at VoxTek pride ourselves in having an excellent sense for business---which leads me to why I've arranged for this meeting. How would you feel about a sort of... Partnership?"
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antisatiric · 6 months ago
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" oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself . . . " | from charlie <3
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"Sorry," he offers, having the decency to be a little sheepish about it. "You weren't exactly bein' quiet."
He doesn't really know what to make of the Hotel or of Charlie---the only things he's heard are secondhand stories from people who've watched the news. As far as anything of substance, asking around has gotten him the general sense that most of the other denizens of Pentagram City consider Charlie kind of an idealist to an unrealistic end.
Twain thinks she seems pretty high-strung, on first impression.
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"You're Charlie, right? I'm Twain. Uh, Mark Twain---most people just call me Twain, though." Delivering an easy greeting, Twain offers a friendly smile. "I was sorta hopin' to get a room!"
first meetings. / accepting.
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televocation · 6 months ago
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Velvette pulls up a video on her phone, peering atop the edge to see if Vox had his attention elsewhere or not. " i was never really about this -- i mean, the music is a fucking bomb, but i was never all about that nerd anime shit. i just kept seeing people talk about this Miku bitch all over my tl. i wouldn't bother bringing this up to you if i wasn't hearing all your whining about the musicians you have on contract. i'm guessing you've never heard of these virtual singers, but these seem up your alley. "
She tossed him her phone once the video had buffered, waving a hand. " take a listen, and see what you think. having a bunch of singers you don't actually need to pay or worry about bitching from is a pretty good deal you can't pass up though, right? "
He catches the phone, one brow raised in a sort of curiosity bordering on disinterest. It's not that he doesn't trust Velvette's taste---there's really no one's taste he trusts more---but he's always been particular about the kind of shit he puts out. It's pretty rare that Velvette or Val give him something good to work with outside of their respective fields; that's why he tries not to involve them too much in his personal ventures.
The video proves to be interesting, though. He can see the 'nerd anime shit' in it from a mile away, but the conceit is easy enough to grasp.
"Is this... what I think it is?"
As the video of the girl in cyan pigtails continues to play on, a wide smile creeps over Vox's face. The performance itself is what it is---music production is really only a side gig for Vox---but the projection of a fake singer with synthetic vocals is what really captures his attention.
It's perfect. It's way too good to be true. The precise control over vocals and movements through tuning and animation... With a setup like Vox can provide, a performer like that would never be able to make a mistake! Someone like that would literally be the perfect performer!
"Holy shit, Velvette!" he exclaims, eyes fixed on the video. "This is fucking perfect! This is one of the best things I've ever seen in my life! I'm gonna make this happen. Shit, I'll get my team to design twenty of these marketable fucks! Why didn't I think of this?"
... Honestly, Vox might be a little too interested in the idea.
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televocation · 6 months ago
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" you haven't really been standing out here for two hours, have you? " | from velvette!
"If I ever have two hours to waste standing around instead of using one of my many other means to get inside, something's gone horribly wrong," Vox replies, deadpan. "Of course I haven't been out here for two hours. What I'm doing right now is guilt tripping you."
There isn't ever much privacy in being involved with Vox. If he'd wanted to, he could have gotten inside easily; not to mentiuon that he'd been watching the shoot by connecting to one of the nearby cameras as it was. It's what happens after he's inside that's the problem---as much as he loves having spats with Velvette, that doesn't exactly fit into his schedule today.
Neither does escorting Velvette from her shoot to his set to approve costuming, but he's elected to do that anyway, because it's better than tapping his foot and waiting all the way over there.
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"You're two minutes behind schedule, by the way." He doesn't seem all that bothered by this; it puts the estimated time to arrive at the lot back to 12:18, but that's just as good as the alternative. "I told the new intern to prepare some coffee for you, so you can feel free to maul him when we get there if it's not up to par."
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man. / accepting.
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televocation · 7 months ago
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[THE MAGICIAN] - are they resourceful? what skills do they possess that help them navigate the world around them?
it really doesn't get more resourceful than vox!
he's really not equipped for, say, a survival scenario in the wild, but his resourcefulness lies in other areas: his connections. he's a HUGE proponent of having deals and relationships with people whose resources he can rely on in a time of need---that's why he came up with the idea of the vees in the first place.
he has a lot of charisma and generally is able to read people very well, which he uses to his advantage. he'll bluff, lie, threaten, etc if that's what it tales to make things go his way. actually, when he first arrived in hell, exaggerating his own station and ability to other sinners of similar position was one of the major things to kickstart him having any soul contracts at all!
plus, he's very quick to adapt and good at market analysis, which has helped him grow his empire exponentially.
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tarot headcanons. / accepting.
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sidestriker · 7 months ago
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😊😍🤩😁😆❤️💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍💖💗💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 !!
awwwwww meechiiiiiiii !!!!!!! i hope you know this all goes doubly back to you ... i am really so happy to know you and i'm VERY excited for you to finally be back from your trip so we can get to doing more writing again >:D you are one of the most passionate and inspired writers i know and one of the best friends i could ever ask for. <>
positivity. / accepting.
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televocation · 7 months ago
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NOW THAT'S GOOD TELEVISION !
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an independent, mutuals only, & canon divergent portrayal of VOX from hazbin hotel, established july 2024 ! this blog does not interact with users under the age of 18. written by albatross ( 20, they/them ).
i am here to write dynamics with heavy plotting. i don't mind & actually tend to enjoy unprompted interactions, but if you intend to foster a romantic or in any way genuine interaction with vox in the long term, please be prepared for heavy plotting and extensive interactions!
CARRD. ( rules, bio, verses, etc )
other blogs; 
@drfeelgreed - baccano! themed multimuse.
@antisatiric - fandomless original character.
@passionfell - d&d oc multimuse.
affiliated with;
harteatiing - alastor.
fallenmorniingstar - lucifer.
respctlss - velvette.
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televocation · 6 months ago
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"Maybe not, but I know how much time I can afford to lose. Do you?" 
This is about the time the algorithm that stabilizes his emotions starts to kick in, exactly when it should be. There are times he turns it off completely around Velvette and Val---but winning this argument is something he deems important enough to warrant some modicum of self-control. Getting heated is always what spells his doom against Velvette, because it's easier for her to rile him up.
"If you haven't noticed, I'm the one who runs every last one of our fucking ad campaigns and I manage to get everything out exactly when it's projected to be finished, so what time are you calling 'wasted', exactly? I focus on the good shit---everything that doesn't personally involve me can AI-generate their fucking scripts for all I care!" People will still come and flock to it, after all. Vox knows this better than anyone; cutting costs and souls for each individual project hasn't led to a dip in numbers yet. "Besides, you can't tell me all the shit I harp on doesn't turn out amazing."
And Velvette doesn't get it, not really. She puts up with it and harasses it, but she can't feel the static charging in her veins Vox does when he shows up to a shoot and everything is wrong. She doesn't feel fried when an actor's mark is a foot to the left, or when she hasn't checked the fucking cameras twenty times before and during a shoot to make sure they're all rolling and displaying correctly. If she did, Vox knows she's get it---she'd understand that everything he does is for the sake of making shit look the best it possibly can.
What kind of consumer trust is Vox supposed to uphold if shows with his direct involvement have those kinds of fucking problems?
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"And, oh, I think you're forgetting one crucial detail, Velvette!" The sound of a game show's idle music echoes from him faintly before he gives his answer. "That's right! You're not a producer. You're an influencer."
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" as if we don't have more models ready to replace them at any given moment. " However, she knew Vox wasn't wrong. Although Velvette displayed none of her agitation, the comment burned into her, like a fiery brand. Whatever skin equivalent of bristling there was, Velvette would certainly be guilty of it. She was grateful, just for a moment, of having come to Hell fur - less.
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" not to mention, if push comes to shove, i'd be an excellent replacement. you think just because i'm behind the scenes, i can't work the spotlight? ha! darling, you know i steal the stage every time we're on camera together! not even your hypnotic bullshit can turn eyes away from me! "
That was a bit of an exaggeration. In reality, Velvette knew if Vox meant business, nothing would stop him from getting the crowd and all of Pentagram City from taking him seriously. But, when it came to pure magnetism and natural charisma, she had it in spades. Even if her purpose was just to be some doll for everyone to fucking look at, she'll carry the Vee brand like she was fucking Atlas. Supposing it won't mess up her figure, of course.
" anyway, you could stand to think about the future a lot less. you're so fucking preoccupied with it. if you focused a bit more on the fucking moment, we wouldn't be wasting so much fucking time. we wouldn't have gotten that shoot done at all if i hadn't told you to stop with the bitching. what's the point of fussing about something like that if you're not gonna let it happen? life ain't some TV you can just pause, you know. "
She huffed, but Velvette couldn't quite help the smug smile from appearing on her lips. Even though he had gotten under her skin just a moment ago, it seemed she was coming out on top again. Ha, that should show him. Mess with the tiger, get the claws -- as they say, although she was only playing with claws sheathed. If she really wanted to mess him up, she would have obliterated him from the get - go.
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