#thought it would be funny to draw Vox with him

[unnecessarilysalty]

i hope he gets in 10 car accidents in a row and dies

[theautisticbeastsden]

2 trans men hcs. One has top surgery the other decidedly does not

Bonus:

[taxi-boi]

guys i think ive solved all of shipping

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if only there was a joke to be made between apples and corporate tech giants

obligatory alt ending:

side by side with the original

[selineram3421]

Deer Demon Child Headcanons

Part 2

Part 1

Alastor & Child Reader

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ protective Alastor, mention of nightmares, ugh..Valentino mention, stabbing mention, mention of food-crepes and strawberries ⚠

The hotel guests and staff are all very protective of you.

At first the hazbin group thought that the Radio Demon would have trouble seeing to your needs but were surprised to see him do a really good job.

Whenever you're eating and manage to get food around your mouth, Alastor is always prepared with a napkin to wipe it away. Reminding you of your manners too.

"Now remember ma petite, you mustn't make a mess while eating."

"Ok."

Husk takes care of you when everyone else is busy. It happens quite often but he doesn't mind since you're mostly coloring or reading a book.

He keeps juice at the bar for you and has cups just for you as well. Most of the "fancy cups" are tea set cups and fake glass cups. All plastic.

He does worry about you sometimes because you like soft fluffy things. The cat demon has seen you stare down Alastor's ears.

It happened once, but he saw his boss holding you while going downstairs and you touched the deer ear. Husk was worried that Alastor would drop you then and there but was surprised to see him let it happen.

"What the fuck."

"Watch your words Husker."

Husk still lets you know to be careful and then teaches you how to play cards.

Vaggie is a little wary around you but after your story warms up to you. She is careful whenever carrying her spear around you.

Angel lets you play with Fat Nuggets and takes pictures whenever you take naps or play dress up with the little pig.

"Put matching bows!"

Pentious is extra careful around you, especially since Alastor smiles creepily at him whenever he sees him. He'll make you a little music box out of some spare parts he had on his warship.

You often play with the egg bois. Tea parties, dress up, and treasure hunting. The egg bois follow you around like ducks whenever you are around their boss.

Being dubbed as Alastor's child, you are well taken care of and he spoils you whenever he gets the chance. It doesn't help that Rosie also spoils you whenever Alastor brings you to Overlord meetings.

Carmilla and her daughters always set out crayons and paper for you, also having a chair made for you to have a seat at the table.

Zestial colors with you and brings you chocolate, sometimes lets you wear his hat.

The other Overlords warm up to you and greet you every time you tell them good morning.

Vox, surprisingly showed up to a meeting once alone and saw you, the little deer that you are. He laughed and jabbed at your nose.

"Who let you in here squirt?"

He pushed on it too hard and that made you tear up and cry out in pain.

Alastor immediately threw him across the room and picked you up. Scolding himself for being distracted while consoling you.

"It hurts!"

"It's alright, I've got you now.", he says and rubs your nose lightly to get the pain to go away.

"What the hell!? This is supposed to be neutral ground during-!", the television demon did not notice all the other Overlords glaring at him with murderous intent until he looked up. "...meetings...."

Yeah, he doesn't try that again and warns the other V not to mess with the kid.

You make sure to stay away from the V's after that and glare at Vox whenever you see him.

Valentino is gross and Alastor, along with the other Overlords, make sure you stay away from the moth.

Velvette draws you an outfit but keeps it hidden. She finds you adorable but also doesn't go near you.

Alastor uses his shadow to steal the drawing. He finds out about it at some point but it was a total coincidence.

It's not bad and has Rosie make it.

Velvette is confused and enraged, because how the hell do you have her outfit she designed!? Who stole it!?

"WHERE THE FUCK IS IT!?"

Alastor finds it funny and notices that the smallest V is absent from the meetings, no doubt trying to find who stole the design.

Alastor skips out on a meeting due to you having a nightmare the day before. You woke up crying, saying it was about your father and mother fighting.

He does his best to calm you down and sings to you softly.

"It was just a dream.", he rubs your back.

"I don't wanna go back to sleep.", you whimper.

Then he sings you a song, What We Have Is You by Sterling K. Brown (Yes it's from Kipo, I love that show.)

"We may not have sunshine, or starlight, or weather.

But we've got each other, and that's even better.

You don't need the sun to keep you warm when you've got arms.

Wishes come from you and not a random shooting star."

You sleep peacefully after that and while making sure you're alright, Alastor checks up on the human news again, grin growing wider after finding out your father was stabbed in prison.

The next morning, Alastor is cooking breakfast with some soft jazz playing.

"And I want strawberries!", you say, pointing at the fruit on the counter.

"Alright my little deer.", he replies, sending his shadow to cut up some of the fruit for the crepes he's making.

Many readers asked for this part 2. So here it is!

~Seline, the person.

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ML II Alastor🎙️

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Favorite bonding activities; either platonic or romantic

Adam

Writing Music

Nothing makes him feel more close to you than when you two sit down and work on music together.

He gets to express his feelings while also understanding yours better.

He also loves to use this to teach you new instruments or types of music to write.

Alastor

Cooking

Cooking was his most relaxed state, so his invitation to you to join him and learn by his side was unique.

He really enjoyed how you were eager to learn about his culture, food, and practices, allowing him to relive when his momma taught him.

He also indulged in sweets only if you made them since he believed that you making them was worth the cavities.

Angel Dust

Doing Each Others Makeup

This was the most relaxing and closest thing for you both to do, and it was also super versatile.

He loved trying out new looks on you so he would have a good idea of what to wear on screen. Plus, he enjoyed holding your face in his hands.

He liked this time when you two could decompress and talk about everything on either of your minds.

Charlie

Drawing

She had every color known to man and demon at her disposal for her exceptional drawings.

Working with you on her dreams was a great way for her to have freedom in her thought process.

You two would bounce ideas off one another all day, giving her the most perfectly thought-out plan for the hotel.

Cherri Bomb

Gym Workouts

She loved going to the gym to work out some pent-up frustrations from the day.

She loved having you there as a spotter and enjoyed spotting you herself.

Nothing was more thrilling than meeting your workout goals as a team.

Husk

Wine Tasting

He thought liquor was the quickest way to the authentic inner self, so when you two would go out drinking, he took it as absolute trust.

When tasting wines with you, he let the flavors and silence cleanse the stressful work week.

It also gave you both kudos for the hotel buying some excellent wine for the non-existent guests.

Lucifer

Baths

This rubber duckie maker loves a good old bubble bath to relieve stress from a long day or week.

He enjoys watching the stress melt from your face as the warm water touches your shoulders.

He even makes special duckies for the themed baths he hosts for you two.

Rosie

Gossip

A nice hot tea session is her go-to bonding experience. If you can get down with the gossip, you are one of her own.

She will make snacks and some flavorful tea for you two to dine on while the gossip is fresh.

She loves having someone who agrees with her in all the right ways and expresses her knowledge of others.

Sir Pentious

Tinkering

He likes building new inventions while you talk about life and your days.

Nothing really strengthens a bond like the good old flashlight-holding experience.

He especially likes your input on how his inventions could look more aesthetically pleasing.

Vaggie

Talking

She is simple, especially after all she has experienced in heaven. She likes to just sit and talk.

Charlie taught her that open communication is the best thing, and she utilizes it in her relationships with everyone.

She especially likes listening, so go ahead and share your thoughts with her as well.

Vox

Doom Scrolling

He is the king of Social Media; he especially likes just sitting back and scrolling through funny shit.

Send him sintoks all day; he is a happy camper, mainly if they depict how you feel right then.

He likes laying in bed watching them together, too, since it allows you to find funny things together.

Prompt assistance: @literallurker

[robin374]

Can I request a Vox (hazbin hotel) x animator s/o ? Like the work together to strike fear and more deals with sinners with s/o propaganda cartoons and advertisements

A͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽n͓̽i͓̽m͓̽a͓̽t͓̽i͓̽o͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽e͓̽e͓̽d͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽s͓̽c͓̽r͓̽e͓̽e͓̽n͓̽

Character: Vox x reader, romantic

Notes: Hola

He loved seeing your animations. It was pretty interesting for him that you had the ability to make your drawing come alive.

If he wasn't working, he would ask you to do an animation of you two together so he could keep it for him. He thought it was cute to see small drawings of the two of you dancing around one of his screens.

Your animations help him get new deals and souls. You often find him watching them over and over again giggling. They are cute, but considering that you have to strike fear so, your animations manage to jumpscare him almost always. Like, you're reading in your shared room and you suddenly hear a high-pitched scream coming from outside. Then, he entres the room with a confused look and his gaze falls on you.

"You could have told me that there was a jumpscare in your new animation!" He would tell you. Then you would turn to him and look at him amused. "There's always one, Vox." You watched him as he left his phone on the bedside table and sat next to you. "But that's not propaganda, I want them to be psychologically scared. I don't want to kill them from a heart attack!" You giggled, you knew that he wanted more power over the sinners of the city. "I know, dear.. I will try to do it better next time." The next day you showed him the new animation inspired with psychological horror and he seemed to like it! However, that night you were kept awake by him because 'he drank too much coffee and he couldn't sleep'.

His favourites animations are when you draw him killing Alastor. He always comments something like "I'ts so funny! And it's true, even better." or "Yeah tiny Vox! Beat the shit out of tiny Alastor!" Yeah... You need to talk about this whole Alastor obsession with him, I mean, he talks more about Alastor than you! Is that even fair? You're his partner. Well, you did an animation about it he did shut up, congratulations.

[onesidedradiostatic]

Does Vox have any clue the person he's buying Alastor art from is THE King of Hell? Or is Lucifer's account anonymous? Alastor posed for at least one of those pictures, so now I'm picturing Vox coming to this realization and short circuiting over the thought of Lucifer and Alastor reenacting the 'draw me like one of your French girls' meme. Meanwhile, Lucifer and Alastor are only barely able to be in the same room again for the first time in weeks and they still can't make eye contact.

(ORIGINAL CONTEXT)

(draw me like one of your french girls ask)

(nitpicking val's art ask)

LMAOOO honestly my original idea was lucifer intentionally being sought out for the commission (but being anonymous could potentially be funny). answering these together cause. lucifer adding details about alastor that people wouldn't usually know about would probably clue vox in that oh. he had alastor model for him. ahahahhaahahahaah. ha. for THIS. also he probably knows...? that lucifer is living in the hotel with alastor at this point but now he would know that alastor was specifically also semi-involved in the commission. he also unintentionally aggravates alastor and lucifer's stupid beef because of this. so not only was his hate-crush semi-involved in his super-secret commission (which btw he got him to pose for him what the fuck?!!?!?!?? unFAIR <- does not know alastor thought it was just going to be a normal portrait) but said commission also aggravated his rival's beef with someone else FUCK and then he tries to start beef with alastor again over nothing to draw his attention back to him and then it becomes a three-way rivalry (lucifer thinks tv scrambles the brain) until lucifer realises that vox is his commissioner and shouts "OH YOU'RE THE GUY WHO COMMISSIONED THAT ALBERT BODY PILLOW??????" and alastor is standing there like "!?!?!?!???????????????????????????????????????????????????" and then vox dies and season 2 ends

[sunstone-smiles]

The Legendary Vox Machina Tickle Fight

Original request (from 🦋 Anon): "LE GASP!!!! UR A FAN OF VOX MACHINA TOO 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱 Omggggg can you PLEEEEEASE do day 18 tickle fight with the Vox Machina group? They're all so cute together and I'd love to see that!"

Author’s note: Omg, this turned into a huge fic, but I have no regrets, Lol. Here’s Day 18 of Tickletober: “Tickle fight” from August’s Prompt List! I hope you enjoy!

Series: The Legend of Vox Machina

Characters: Pike, Grog, Scanlan, Keyleth, Vex, Vax, Percy, and Trinket

Word count: 4,585

Summary: The Vox Machina crew is having a boring day, so Scanlan attempts to lighten the mood, but Grog’s misunderstanding of one of Scanlan’s words soon turns into a playful fight between the party.  Enjoy!

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It’s just that kind of day, where the Vox Machina crew gets to relax with one another, but they’re teetering on the edge of drab boredom. They don’t want to go out. Too much effort. So whatever is available in their current cozy sitting room is what keeps them occupied.

Pike, standing on a chair so she can see better over a wooden table, cups a pair of dice in her hands; the sound of the dice clicking can be heard as she shakes them. Grog sits across from her with the table height at his stomach due to his large size. The muffled collision of dice can be heard in his hands as well.

“Ready, Grog?” Pike asks her friend.

“Ready!”

At the same time, they throw their dice onto the table. Pike counts the two numbers on her dice quickly. “I got a six!”

“A three! I win!” Grog celebrates.

“I hate to break it to you, buddy, but six is higher than three,” Pike says sweetly, understanding that her friend has difficulty with numbers.

“Aww…” Grog deflates a little. 

“It’s okay, buddy! We can try a different game.”

Grog leans back in his chair like all the muscles in his body have gone limp. “But we’ve already tried so many. I’m bored.” 

“Heh,” Pike leans her elbow on the table, “Can’t blame you there, buddy.”

“Don’t worry, everyone! Your savior is here!” Scanlan walks into the room, making a performance out of his entrance. He runs up to the same wooden table Pike and Grog are at, hops up onto a chair and onto the table like it was a stage and he was a vendor. “I saw that it was a little dreary in here today, so I know just how to lighten the mood,” Scanlan moves his eyebrows up and down when he says “mood.”

“Oh goody, more mind numbing dirty jokes,” Vex says from her seat across the room. Trinket’s head is in her lap as she passes the time by brushing his fur. Vax sits in a separate chair next to her, polishing his daggers. Meanwhile, Percy draws in his sketchbook as he sits in a chair up against the front wall near the doorframe, while Keyleth sits next to him in another chair and touches up the leaves of a potted plant.

“No no, nothing dirty,” Scanlan replies. “I have tailored this joke to be pristine and appropriate. Ahem!” Scanlan clears his throat loudly. 

“What do you call a cow that’s good at playing an instrument?” Scanlan asks his crowd of friends. He waits and looks around at each of them to keep them in suspense. Then, he answers. “A Moo-sician! Eh? Eh?” he winks and elbows the air.

All of his friends slowly look at each other before looking back up at Scanlan, unamused and in total silence. If crickets were in the room, they would be chirping.

Scanlan puts his hands on his hips. “What? Nothing? Tough crowd.”

“It sounds like you need to get better material, my friend,” Vax shows a brief smile.

“Yes, I would think you of all people would come up with better material than simple puns, Scanlan,” Percy teases.

“I don’t know. I thought it was a little funny,” Keyleth admits.

Scanlan gestures an appreciative hand to the Ashari. “Thank you, Keyleth! But as for the rest of you! How did you not find it funny?! That was one of my best rib-ticklers!”

Grog places a finger to his chin. “Oooh, wait! No wonder no one laughed, Scanlan!” Grog exclaims. The goliath stands from his seat and walks around the table to be behind Scanlan. “That wasn’t a rib-tickler! You got to use your hands. Like this!” Grog finishes his sentence by swiftly moving his hands under Scanlan’s arms and tickling his ribs. The smaller man jumps with a yelp in surprise and throws his elbows down to his sides. 

“Grohohohog!” Scanlan already begins giggling, “I didn’t mehehehean it literally-hehehe! It’s a figure ohohohof speech!”

Grog tilts his head, genuinely confused, “You’ve lost me.”

Pike perks up, a grin brightening her features like the glow of her divine magic. “Oh, yeah! Now this is something exciting!” She stands up straight like she was preparing to charge into a battle. 

“Tickle fight!!!” Pike calls out with the same ecstatic tone as if she was announcing a tavern brawl for everyone to see. She leaps onto the table and rushes over to Scanlan. 

“Grog, hold him for me!” she exclaims.

“You’ve got it, buddy!” Grog keeps his hands under Scanlan’s arms, easily holding the bard in place as his fingers wiggle against his ribs.

“Nohoho, no, no! Pihihihikehehehe!” Scanlan’s laughter increases when Pike joins in and scribbles at his sides. Scanlan curls himself to the side and tucks his face in his shoulder as Pike and Grog successfully team attack him. Scanlan’s joke may have not lightened the dull mood of the room, but his own laughter certainly does.

“Heh,” Vax chuckles as he watches from the sidelines. “Too bad for you, Scanlan. Looks like you’ve waged a war with Pike and Grog.”

“Remember our scuffles that usually turned into tickle fights?” Vex smiles at her brother.

“Ah, yes. You mean the ones I always won?” Vax returns a smug grin.

“Excuse me?” Vex says, playfully offended. “If I recall, you are more ticklish than I. I’d have you begging for mercy in seconds.” Vex places Trinket’s brush on her seat, keeping her eyes trained on Vax.

Vax places his dagger on the table and leans forward, keeping his grin and his eyes on Vex. “I beg to differ, Stubby.”

“Well, I’ll show you, Scrawny!” Vex exclaims and lunges her hands at Vax, immediately getting a solid scribble to his ribs. Vax yelps as the pulse of ticklishness hits his form, momentarily paralyzing him before he clamps his arms down to his sides, then shifts tactics to try and shove his sister away.

“Vehehehehex!” the male twin leans himself off his chair, then crashes to the floor. Vex pounces down after him and tickles his ribs from behind, causing Vax to release a secondary burst of giggles before he curls up and rolls onto his back to attempt to grapple his sister’s wrists. He leans his head back and kicks his legs behind her.

“See, now what did I tell you, dear brother? You’re still the more ticklish one,” Vex teases and easily slips her hands from Vax’s grasp to continue tickling him. There’s no follow up response from Vax except a continuous stream of giggles and a loud snort. Knowing the sound he just made, he curls himself onto his side and tries to hide his face in his arm.

“Aww, and you still snort too. How adorable,” Vex lays the teases on thick.

“Shuhuhuhut up!” Vax finally responds.

“Hey, that’s not very nice. It seems I just have to tickle you more to change your attitude,” Vex smiles and scribbles a hand towards her brother’s belly, causing him to curl himself up tighter. As the twins scuffle, Trinket happily growls at them before trotting off towards the doorway to lie down.

“Hehe, looks like the twins have already roped themselves into the fight,” Keyleth chuckles from her seat.

“It’s inevitable that siblings will get themselves into little squabbles from time to time,” Percy says beside her, not even taking his eyes off his sketchbook.

Keyleth turns to him with a smile. “Did you usually get into tickle fights with your siblings, Percy?”

He glances up at her. “Me? Oh no, no. I don’t do tickle fights.” He returns to sketching.

Keyleth tilts her head. “Huh? But, it definitely sounded like you were speaking from experience…”

Before Keyleth can ask another question, there’s a Scanlan sized giggly scream from the other side of the room. Grog has grabbed Scanlan’s arms and pulled them to the side to allow Pike to scribble into his underarms.

“A lihihihittle hehehehelp here wohohohould be–hehehe nice!” Scanlan shouts out to whichever one of his party members is willing to listen.

“Hold on, Scanlan! I’m coming!” Keyleth answers the call. She places the plant on her chair, then runs over in the direction of Pike. The Ashari makes it to the edge of the table and tries to swipe at Pike, like she was attempting to catch a rabbit, but Pike jumps back.

“Whoa!” Pike says. “Oh no, Keyleth!” Pike already giggles as she turns to run. She hops off the table and Keyleth chases behind her.

“Oh no you don’t, Keyleth!” Grog immediately puts Scanlan down and rushes to Pike's aid. Before the chase has even begun, Grog snatches Keyleth off the ground in a hug as she passes by the corner of the table. He places Keyleth’s feet back to the floor and scribbles into her sides, earling a squeak from the Ashari.

“Eehehehek! Grohohohog!” Keyleth giggles and squeezes her arms down. “Thihihihis height difference mahahahakes it sohohoho unfair!” she says as she realizes the ticklish predicament Scanlan must have been in.

“Sorry, Keyleth! But if you mess with my best buddy, you mess with me!” Grog grins as he carefully wiggles his fingers to Keyleth’s ribs, keeping her in place as she sways like a leaf in the breeze.

Pike twists on her heels once she hears Keyleth’s laughter. She smiles at her buddy Grog as a thank you. Past Grog’s form, however, Pike sees the wooden table they were just at. The once giggling form of Scanlan is now missing. 

“Huh?” Pike wonders. “Where did he–”

“Sneak attack!” Scanlan loudly announces his presence behind her as he digs his fingers into Pike’s sides.

“AHA!” Pike yelps from being taken off guard. “Hahaha! Scanlahahahan!” Pike darts her hands down in an attempt to pry the bard’s hands latched onto her sides.

“You thought you could just tickle me and get away with it? Oh no, no, no, Pike. You see, now it’s my turn to even the playing field,” Scanlan grins. “Who would have guessed that under all that armor that the mighty Pike is so ticklish?”

“Ohoho, yohohohou’re going to rehehehegret saying thahahahat!” Pike giggles.

“I regret saying a lot of things, but this is not one of them,” Scanlan replies.

Seeing six out of the seven party members get thrown into a tickle fight, Percy places his sketchbook on the side table next to his chair, then stands. “Well, if you all are going to continue fooling around with each other, then I think I should take my leave.”

Percy turns towards the doorway to exit. However, as the big brown bear sees Percy walking in that direction, Trinket trots in front of the doorway and blocks the exit. The bear growls at the white-haired man.

Percy takes a step back. “Wha– Trinket?”

“Good thinking, Trinket!” Vex says, seeing the exchange between her bear and the noble occur. “You’re not going anywhere without first joining the fight, Percy.” Vex glances to her bear, “Trinket, be a dear and get Percy, will you?”

Trinket happily growls at Percy. The noble takes another step back.

“Wait, Trinket!” Percy puts his hands up.

The bear growls again and charges at Percival. Trinket headbutts Percy square in the stomach, with enough force to push him, but not to hurt him. Percy hits the back wall as Trinket charges at him and, being the large bear that he is, Trinket easily traps Percy to the wall by having his head right up against his stomach. With another happy huff from the bear, Trinket begins nuzzling his snout into Percy’s stomach, finding a way under his dress shirt and vest for his snout to be most effective.

Percy flinches and his mouth twitches upwards; he tries to restrain his snickers while he attempts to shove Trinket’s big, playful head out of his shirt. “Trinket! Stand down, boy! I am not a toy for you to cuddle!”

“Good boy, Trinket!” Vex exclaims. She leaves her brother in a crumpled pile of giggles and runs over to help her bear. 

“Let me lend you a hand, Trinket,” she says, now standing beside her furry companion. “Or perhaps, two hands?” she wiggles all of her fingers at Percy.

“V-Vex! Don’t you da–AHare!” Percy closes his mouth shut once Vex lunges her hands at his ribs. A few restrained snickers start to trickle from the man as he turns his face away into his shoulder.

“Percival, you’re holding out on me,” Vex teases. “You do know that it’s a tickle fight, right? So, laugh a little,” she moves her hands up his ribs and into his underarms. Rather quickly, his snickers sputter and turn into full blown giggles.

“Vehehehex!” Percy completely breaks into an outpouring of bubby joy. He bends his arms down for protection, but that doesn’t stop the loveable bear from nuzzling into his belly. He tries to wiggle his way out of his predicament.

“There we go! We got him, Trinket!” Vex glances at the bear before looking back at Percy. “See, Percy? You would have missed out on all this fun had you walked out.”

“I will nohohohot be subjugated to-hohoho thihihihis childish gahahame!” He wiggles to the side and successfully dislodges himself from Trinket and the wall, then wastes no time in sprinting across the room.

“This isn’t over yet, Percy!” Vex exclaims. Right before she takes off for the chase, a woosh of black cloth passes by her.

“I’ll deal with you later!” Vax glances over his shoulder to his sister as he runs by.

“Yeah, right. We’ll see about that,” Vex smiles before following suit and running back into the frey.

Percy, knowing he’s a target, skids behind Grog and Keyleth and takes cover.

“Grog! Let me use your body as a shield!” Percy peeks out from the side of the goliath.

Grog’s view turns towards Percy. “Uh, okay.”

“I’ve gotcha, Keyleth!” Vax says from Grog’s other side and leaps onto the table, then he jumps off towards Grog. He lands on Grog and wraps his arms around the goliath’s neck, piggy-back style.

“Hey!” Grog tries to snatch Vax from over his back, releasing Keyleth from his hold. “Get over here, pipsqueak!” Grog spins from side to side to toss Vax off of him, but Vax keeps his grip. Grog sidesteps one way and nearly crashes into Percy, sending the noble stumbling backwards and onto the floor; when Grog sidesteps to his other side, Vex also stumbles backwards and onto the floor when she tries to dodge.  

Grog halts his movement to try and get a better grip on Vax, but the dagger wielder shows him a smirk and uses one hand to scribble at the goliath’s ribs while Vax’s other arm holds himself up by staying wrapped around Grog’s neck.

Grog jolts and a bigger smile grows on his already large features. “Hehehey! Vahahahax!” he tries to reach up at the half-elf again. “Nohoho fair!”

“No fair? We’re playing a tickle fight with a guy twice our size. Creative strategies have to be used, my friend,” Vax smiles at him. 

“And don’t forget about a little bit of magic!” Keyleth recovers and faces her palm towards Grog. Her hand glows and vines sprout from the floor, wrapping themselves loosely around Grog and brushing up against the rest of his torso.

Grog stops going for Vax and pulls his arm down as deep laughter booms from his chest. “Ohohohokay! Mahahahaybe I earned thihihihis!” Grog says through his giggles.

Vex stands up and leans an arm on Trinket. She sees Percy still on the floor, but she’s quite amused with the sight of their tallest ally being overpowered by tickling. She’ll call off her chase, for now.

“Ohohoho no! Grohohog!” Pike says through her own laughter as she hears Grog being felled by giggles from across from her.

“Oooh. What a shame,” Scanlan says over Pike’s shoulder. “It seems like you and Grog have fallen to the same tragic fate of revenge—WHOA!”

Pike uses a burst of strength to yank one of Scanlan’s arms and fling him to the floor in front of them onto his back. As he lifts his head up to regain his bearings, Pike pounces at him like a wolf and knocks him back to the floor. She dives her hands towards his sides, earning a shriek of laughter from Scanlan.

“Pihihihihike! Yohohou already had yohohour turn tickling mehehehe! Hahahave mercy!”

“I’ll consider it, if you help me help Grog,” Pike negotiates with a smile.

“Nohoho way! Hehehe started it!”

Pike shrugs, “Suit yourself then.” She crawls her fingers back up to his underarms, causing Scanlan to kick his legs out behind her and his giggles to increase.

Pike glances beside her to Percy, who’s still leaning back on the floor as he watches Grog’s current fate. “Percy! Come help me with Scanlan!” she says to him.

The noble shakes his head. “No, thank you. I’ve had my fair share of this fight for one day.”

“Come on, Percy. You’re got to have some fun once in a while.” She puts on a smirk. “Or are you too much of a stick-in-the-mud noble to do so?”

Percy’s stunned. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Pike’s tone is one that’s begging to be challenged. Percy narrows her eyes at her, but Pike has already turned her attention back to the giggling bard.

“Now Scanlan, are you willing to help me assist Grog?”

“Yehehes! Yes!” Scanlan raises one arm above his head and purple magic begins to swirl around his hand. Pike pulls her hands away from him, allowing Scanlan—breathless and full of residual giggles—to summon his magical purple hand and glide it towards Grog. Scanlan rolls onto his stomach to see the world upright and controls the magic of “Scanlan’s hand” to tap Keyleth on the shoulder.

Falling for one of the oldest tricks in the book, Keyleth turns to look at the hand. “Huh? Hey!” She exclaims when the hand drifts down to tickle her side. When she twists to avoid it, the hand follows her and tickles the rest of her torso. Scanlan and Pike snicker from the sidelines.

As Keyleth giggles, her concentration on the magic vines falter and the vines retract back into the floor.

Now free, Grog swings his hand behind his back and grabs a hold of Vax’s ankle. He yanks the half-elf from his back and holds him upside down in front of him. A mischievous grin across the goliath’s features is what Vax is met with as he dangles from the ankle. 

Vax releases a nervous chuckle. “Any chance that you’ll put me down, big guy?”

Grog shakes his head like a child who’s gotten their way. “Nope. None,” Grog says and plunges a hand into Vax’s belly. The half-elf barks out a surprised laugh and clasps both of his hands to Grog’s singular large one in any attempt to pry it from his giggling belly.

“Well it wahahas wohohorth a shohohohot!” Vax says.

“All right, Grog!” Pike cheers. Scanlan dissipates his magic hand, releasing Keyleth, then plops onto the floor to take a well deserved break. 

“I’m coming to help!” Pike gets up to dash over to Grog.

“Hold on a minute, Pike!” Percy swoops in behind her and scoops her up into his arms, causing Pike to shriek as he lifts her in a hug off her feet. He has his arms wrapped under hers like he was holding a cat.

“Allow me to show you that a noble can indeed have fun,” Percy smirks. He tightens one arm around her while his other hand starts to scribble into her side. Pike jolts with another burst of giggles and attempts pushing on Percy’s arm to squeeze herself free.

“Pehehehercy, wahahait! I was just kihihihidding!” she kicks her feet in the air.

“Of course. I know that, Pike. But I have to protect the reputation of my good name. You understand,” he smiles. Pike’s squirming becomes strong enough to where Percy nearly drops her, but he catches himself and places Pike safely to the ground, though still with one arm wrapped around her and one tickling her to keep her in place. Percy chuckles as he kneels down, takes a seat on the floor, then pulls Pike into his lap to now have the ability to tickle her with both of his hands, sending her giggles even louder. 

Keyleth eventually recovers, arms still wrapped around herself. She processes her surroundings, noticing Vax’s situation.

“Oh no, Vax. Not again,” Keyleth straightens herself out and prepares her hand to summon more vines.

“I’m going to stop you right there, Keyleth!” Vex rams into the Ashari with a giant hug.

“W-What?! Vex, what are you–dohohohoing?!” Keyleth squeaks at the end of her sentence when Vex takes her turn at tickling the Ashari. 

“Well, you were about to help my brother out of his predicament, and I’m quite entertained by his situation. You wouldn’t want to cut that entertainment short, now would you?”

“Buhuhuhut Vax is in trohohohouble!” she giggles in response.

“Nooo, he’s fine. Look at him. He’s smiling, laughing. He doesn’t need our help,” Vex grins. Trinket happily huffs to himself. Seeing that his allies are enjoying themselves, Trinket trots away over to a spot behind a still resting Scanlan to lie down and watch the rest unfold, until his assistance is requested again.

Just then, a giggly scream from Pike catches Grog’s ears. The goliath turns his head to see that Percy is scribbling a hand at Pike’s belly while the gnome kicks and curls her arms around herself.

“Pike! Buddy!” Grog shouts. He drops Vax to the floor like a bag of gold and dashes over to Pike. Percy looks up just in time to see the massive goliath barreling towards him. His eyes go wide and immediately lets go of Pike. He crawls backwards on his arms and lifts himself to his feet as Grog approaches.

“Grog, wait! We can talk about this!” Percy turns to run, but Grog instantly snatches him off the floor and into his arms, holding him very similarly as Percy did to Pike. Grog spins to face his buddy, then wastes no time in digging a set of his fingers into Percy’s side. Percy lets out a startled chortle before his giggles find their way out again. 

“Pick on someone, your own size!” Grog grins behind him.

“Thahahat’s rich cohohoming from yohohohou!” Percy responds. He wiggles and slips his nimble self from Grog’s arms, ducking under them before running. 

“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” Grog says before he and Pike take off after him.

Vex witnesses Percy is involved in another chase. She chuckles. “See, Percy! Told you it wasn’t over!”

As she finishes her sentence, Vax suddenly lunges at her and tackles her to the floor. 

“And I told you that I would come back for you later,” Vax smirks above her as he darts his hands towards his sister’s sides. A minor shriek releases from Vex before she slaps a hand to cover her mouth, though Vax can see her smile twitching from under her fingers. Her other hand attempts to shove at Vax while the heels of her boots dig at the floor.

“Ah, ah, ah, sister. We will be having none of that. You saw me giggling my head off, it’s only fair that I see yours,” Vax crawls a hand up to her underarm connected to the hand blocking her smile. Vex yanks her hand down with a shriek that results in the joyful sound of laughter.

“Vahahahahax you a–ahahahaha!” The rest of Vex’s sentence is erased by her giggles. 

“Language, sister,” he playfully scolds her, knowing exactly what she was about to say. He turns to the Ashari. “Keyleth, want to provide some assistance?”

Keyleth nods with a smile, “Okay!” The Ashari makes her way over. She sits on her knees on the floor next to Vex’s other side and joins in, scribbling at Vex’s stomach. The giggles of the female twin grow higher in pitch as she attempts to protect and slap away the two pairs of hands scribbling across her torso.

“Twohoho against ohohone? Well I cahahahan play thahahat gahahame too!” Vex exclaims. “Trinket! Hehehelp me!” she shouts across the room.

The bear growls and lifts himself to his feet. Trinket begins charging forward. Scanlan hears the loud pounding of paws behind him and turns his head to see Trinket running in his direction. Scanlan leaps to his feet and runs straight, keeping his eyes on the bear. Meanwhile, Percy turns the corner on the other side of the room and runs right towards Vex, Vax, and Keyleth, though his eyes are also on his pursuers.

Almost at the same time, Scanlan and Percy look forward, seeing not only are they going to crash into each other, but into Vex, Vax, and Keyleth as well. They try to slow their movement, but Pike and Grog crash into Percy, while Trinket crashes into Scanlan, sending everyone crashing into the twins and Keyleth—which creates a party-sized dogpile with all the Vox Machina members.

As the “dust” settles, Trinket, who was on the edge of the pile, lifts himself up and finds Scanlan lying on the edge next to Grog. The bear nuzzles Scanlan’s neck as an apology, which slowly pulls Scanlan out of his dazed state. 

“Trinket,” Scanlan giggles as the bear gets in one final tickle at his neck. He shoves at the bear’s snout. “Come on, cut it out.” 

The bear growls with glee. As Trinket steps back, everyone else begins to slowly emerge from the pile. Eventually, they untangle themselves and stand to stretch their previously squished bodies.

“Well, that was a fight that I bet none of us were expecting,” Vax says as he stretches out his back.

“To think we were taking a day off and ended up fighting each other instead,” Vex mentions. “But that does seem like something we would do, doesn’t it?”

“I don’t know about you all,” Keyleth chimes in, “but I thought it was fun. I know I said something earlier with Scanlan’s joke and no one agreed, but I can’t be the only one who thought this was fun, right? I mean, it was enjoyable enough for Percy to join in.” She gestures a hand towards the white-haried man.

Percy crosses his arms. “My hand was forced into the fight, thank you. Under no other circumstances would I have joined.”

Pike shrugs. “Eh, all it takes is a few teases and poking fun at his royal title to get him to hop in,” she teases and smiles at Percy. Percy rolls his eyes, though he returns a warm smile to her as well.

“It was unexpected, but at least it brightened the mood,” Scanlan says. He turns to look up at the goliath. “You did good, Grog,” Scanlan compliments.

“Hehe, thank you,” Grog takes the compliment. He blinks a few times and puts a finger to his chin. “Um…what exactly did I do good again?”

Vax pats him on the arm. “You were just being yourself, big guy.” 

“And we love ya for it,” Pike hugs his ankle. 

“Aww, come here, you!” Grog picks her up in a gentle, but firm hug, then places her on his shoulder with a grin.

Some would say that they’re one odd bunch of adventures, but to them, they’re just one big happy family.

[giulliadella]

Can I kiss your earsies

My boyfriend and I were talking about Hazbin Hotel and for some reason, a song named “U razdeljak te ljubim” by Đorđe Balašević was played. The song is in Serbian, but its title can be translated as “Can I kiss the place where your hair is parting” and it’s about a count arriving at a ball and getting sexually harassed by a random woman who desperately wanted to kiss his hair. The song ends with him getting drunk trying to forget all about it.

And naturally, both me and my boyfriend thought of Alastor and Vox. So here I made a sketchy comic where Alastor is the count (he looks soooooo good in that outfit!) and Vox is the lady harassing him. Also, I wanted to draw Alastor just ramming his antlers through Vox’s screen just because I thought that it would be a funny visual.

Here’s the full sketchbook page:

And here’s the song if you’re interested:

[prince-liest]

I just wanna gush bc omg I love the 666 series so much. I think it made me realize I might be... furry-ish? adjacent? I just find it so satisfying how you go into detail about the unique body features of both of them, the way it feels to have deer ears or kiss a TV and just generally how much thought is put into the way their bodies work, and I've realized that my interest in that kind of idea is a pretty good reason to partake in more explicitly furry media lmao. Anyways

I'm also really in love with how you maintain the balance of each of their personality traits. Vox is simultaneously so pathetic and cringefail (also your dialogue for him is perfect, I can hear it crystal clear in my head) but also he has vastly more emotional intelligence than Alastor, no doubt at least in part because he has to deal with Val, and he's able to marginally calm down with his obsession to deal with sticky situations, but even then he still retains his personality and bumbles things sometimes because of the flaws in said personality! It's great. I also really appreciate the balance you've struck with Alastor, I feel like often Alastor is either written to either soften up so immediately that it feels disconnected from his character or is written overly mean and heartless for my liking and the way you've written him is such a delicious balance between softer aspects such as the prey instincts or moments of vulnerability and his untouchable and manipulative self, and also the way this side of him is neither written as wholly a front or wholly his real nature and the complex ways this makes him struggle with his increasing vulnerability. TL;DR arghgr your characterization is so good it makes me go a little feral

Also while I'm here, I'm curious whether you can give an answer to the degree to which Alastor is touch-averse. There's obviously a lot of ways in which he fundamentally dislikes touch but it also seems like there's at least some kinds of touch where he doesn't dislike the touch itself so much as he's afraid of the way it brings about feelings of caring and/or enjoyment being cared for. I'm curious how much, in general, you would say his touch aversion comes from either cause and possibly what kinds of touch do/don't provoke those flavors of aversion

Omg, what a lovely ask to receive. Honestly, everything you said that you enjoy about how I characterize these two is very much what I've been actively gunning for, so it's an absolute delight to see it outlined back to me. Success!!! Thank you so much!

And ahaha - I'm not a furry but I fucking love inhuman characters. Being raised in the pits of Homestuck fantroll RP made me enjoy the whole "they're bug/fish aliens" thing and it definitely rears its head again any time I encounter characters with inhuman qualities. I love writing Vox's TV/computer-ness and Alastor's deer and radio bits, and integrating them into who they now are as people.

As for Alastor's touch-aversion: It's funny that you ask about this, because the next chapter of 666 is going to dive into it a bit. Specifically into the fact that it's not, like, a set of boundaries that is consistently defined, and I write him that way on purpose. The very first time he and Vox sleep together, Alastor bottoms. He becomes significantly less amenable to touch after he goes through an uncomfortable rut cycle that gets sexual. By the time Vox convinces Alastor to fuck him, Alastor would never let Vox do that again and frankly only agrees to topping because Vox gave him an option that didn't involve getting his dick out. Then in the next episode, they're having clothes-off sexual contact. So, what gives?

Things that play into Alastor's willingness to touch and be touched as far as Vox is concerned:

How does he see Vox at that point in time? Disgustingly entitled (ew)? Hilariously beneath him (haha who cares)?

Does he care about what Vox thinks of him? Does Vox touching him draw his attention to positive or negative assumptions he has about Vox's perspective on doing so?

What value has he attached to this particular touch in the power balance of their relationship? Is he humoring Vox? Does he assume Vox thinks he's owed this? Does he perceive it as something Vox is genuinely doing for him?

Has he tried this particular kind of touch before? He's pretty willing to experiment, but that doesn't mean he'll do something twice without a compelling reason if he didn't like it the first time.

Is he getting off on this situation sexually? If so, is it fully willing (read: not a byproduct of uncomfortable hormones) on his part? That only really happens when he's in a submissive role and Vox is hitting a few very specific kinks, a major one of which is basically CNC tilted 30 degrees to the left.

Is he enjoying the touch in platonic ways? How does he feel about that? Is it a vulnerability to want something? Is it feeding his ego to be catered to? Is he worried that what he enjoys platonically is being read into in ways he doesn't like?

Is he fucking drunk? Things that bother you when sober often seem like a non-issue when you're not, both on a physical and emotional level.

How much touching has been happening recently? Has he hit his limit? Did he deliberately put himself into a situation earlier to have his limit be hit and surpassed, and now he's in the aftermath?

He does have a certain fundamental purely physical dislike of touch, but it's something that is really affected by how he perceives each individual situation as well as his relationship with Vox at that time, and his previous experiences!

[lacrimosathedark]

I have a very specific Hazbin AU idea and no actual plot so I'll throw it out there.

Human AU, specifically with Rosie and Alastor in a marriage of convenience. Alastor finds no interest in anyone but finds Rosie delightful, and Rosie has perhaps been "mysteriously" widowed a few times and need the financial support for The Times.

I don't think Alastor was a cannibal when he was alive, but it's part of Rosie's identity, so maybe when he kills people, he, like...gives them to her? idk cannibalism makes me real uncomfy but I thought it'd be an almost funny dynamic. It's certainly a way to dispose of a body without having to dump it somewhere(and thus getting shot in the fucking face).

Also funny dynamic, queer human Vox really likes Alastor and catches his very fruity vibes, but Alastor 1. has -1000 interest in Vox's very existence, and 2. doesn't understand the "coded language" Vox uses because Alastor isn't really in queer circles. Not that he'd horribly mind, but he's not gonna put in the effort to be in them, yknow? So Alastor is there, completely fucking oblivious with a sinister smile while Vox is fuming in frustration over failing to hit on him.

...and maybe a special little girl and her daddy make him just a little bit better of a person and a lot more happy. Just, y'know, if you wanna.

And teeny Charlie can have Auntie Rosie as the cool aunt she was made to be. They watch musicals together and Rosie is a very exuberant audience when Charlie tries to replicate them as a one-girl show by herself.

Oh, this would also be a fun setting for a certain pimp to maybe lose his head. Figuratively or literally. Preferably literally.

ADDING BECAUSE I THOUGHT OF ANOTHER THING: Rosie meeting Angel and thinking he's an absolute darling, and thn finding out about his situationwith Valentino and going to Alastor like, "Alastor, sweetie, could you be a doll and get me something real special to eat? I've got a very specific craving." Alastor objects solely because he's such a powerful figure that it would draw attention to them, and points out it would also leave a power vacuum and a number of vulnerable people more vulnerable.

So Rosie decides to run a competing brothel out of her Emporium, and ends taking a lot of business and workers from Valentino.

It's so funny to me to imagine aroace Alastor just having casual interactions with like a room full of sex workers, completely unfazed, listening to their sordid tales.

And if the subjects of some of those stories go missing, well, who's to know what happened, right?

But mostly I want QPP Alastor/Rosie without the label being married not cuz they're in love but because society is silly and they're besties. Who maybe sometimes do murders together.

[thevoidscreams]

Hello🌹You can write something about Sanguinius, with a reader who has the reputation and behavior of  Ciaphas Cain and that the reader is very attached to the angel and his legion. In general, if you have a better idea, then it's even better😊 just make it Sanguinius with a cool reader. Thanks in advance💚🖤❤️💙

Bet you thought i forgot about this. But I didn't....I just forgot where it was that i was writing it. It's also not exactly on character i got way more self deprecating with it.

Rating: G No warnings just the usual 30kness.

The angel didn't think his hearts could take much more of this. His hearts were racing in a panic as he flipped over the mangled haul of a rhino, anxiety rising as he prepared for the worst. 

Instead, he found you scuffed but alive in a natural groove in the earth. As if the dip had been placed there specifically for your tiny body to fall into.

"Hi honey, how's the battle going?" You joked. He didn't think it was funny at all, but it'd have to wait. The battlefield was no place for a lover's quarrel.

"We are going to discuss this later." All around the both of you, his legion was pushing back a massive invasion of Orks. And just to the side of your exploded rhino was the charred remains of their war boss, his head half gone from the explosion that'd rocked the battlefield, drawing the angel's attention in the first place. What remained was a mangled mess that snarled up hateful and defiant even in death.

Your half cooked plan had paid off. Much to your delight. "YES! It worked! Look, Sanguinius, I got him, I got the war boss." 

"Yes, I see. You did well." Sanguinius said quietly, picking you out of the dirt where you still sat celebrating your victory over the massive green skin.

Sanguinius looked down at it, and the corners of his vision tinted red as he swung his blade down in one hate filled swing, taking the rest of its head clean off in one mighty blow. It'd threatened your life, and he hated it for that. He suddenly found that he hated all of these green life forms, dead or alive. And none of them could be left standing.

Sanguinius's fist clenched around the hilt of his sword. No, he had to get you back to safety.

"I'm taking you back behind the lines." 

"Yeah, okay." Your voice came out in a squeak without much protest.

Still his irritation spiked, already heightened by the natural aggression instilled by his gene flaw. "You were supposed to stay behind the lines. I only agreed to let you come because you promised to only watch and vox me if their movements became irregular. You didn't do that. You did exactly what I asked you not to do."

“Yes I know, but I can explain ... .once you’ve won that is.” You hurriedly insured, wanting very much for him to get you back to a “Safe” distance.

Sanguinius sighed, he had to admit that you'd never gotten hurt so far. Never anything more than a scratch or bruised. It was like you'd be supernaturally blessed with the gift of luck.

No. Not luck. It was just your tactical mind thinking ten steps ahead. Luck was superstitious, and his father would scoff at the suggestion.

Sanguinius took to the air, with you wrapped up in his arms. "My dove, I understand you want to help and fight. But you are so precious to me."

Internally you scoffed, but externally you gave him a firm look, as if to convince him that you weren’t some soft little coward who secretly did want nothing more than to stay on his flag ship and sip expensive beverages and eat fine foods.

"I won't get hurt though, I'll be fine. Ask any in your legion who saw. I was holding on just fine before the war boss even showed up." Of course he didn’t need to know that the only reason you were on the field to begin with was that a bomb squig had chased you out of your relatively cushy, covered position.  

He landed, back-winging gently as he set you on your feet. "You will stay here behind the lines where you promised to stay the first time."

There wasn't much you could do to argue with a primarch. But just to make sure he called out to the closest marine who turned eagerly when his primarch addressed him.

"Watch her. This time, she is to stay here and watch." 

Some prideful part of you wanted to be mad, but his voice was all patience and gentleness. You couldn't stay angry, he’d understand later, once you’d had time to explain.

You turned away from the fighting, not wanting to think about the thousands of gnashing teeth and cruel eyes of the enemy that almost saw to your destruction that day. It might have been cowardly, well no, it was. But that’s what you were by nature, even if no one but yourself recognized that. Deep inside yourself you wished to be a hero, wished to be as valiant and stalwart as those you loved and occasionally fought alongside. You wished you could really be the person people saw you as. Some great humanitarian and a worthwhile individual who didn’t just luck your way into these victories.

You could see the retreated populace in the distance. Wounded and tired. They needed rest and shelter. Then an idea came to you. Maybe you could be a hero today. Even in some minor capacity.

When the green skins had at last been driven back into a valley and trapped, Sanguinius left them to be cleaned up by his legion. They would be easy to finish off now. Trapped as they were.

He found you working, still with his faithful Son by your side. He relieved the marine of his post and sent him to finish the battle. 

"The battle is nearly over. We'll be heading back to the Red Tear soon."

You didn't respond verbally, just nodded.

Your eyes were fixed on the tent pole in your hands as you secured it against the planet’s powerful breeze. The civilians were receiving care and being served small meals as an immediate relief effort.

"I want to continue helping set up the tents and serving the meals." 

"I know." He couldn't apologize, he hadn't done anything wrong in ensuring your safety, but he still felt as if he'd had. 

"The orcs have been driven back, can I stay to help now?" You asked.

He nodded and offered a hand to secure the tent’s pole, you let him take it. You smiled and moved on to the next pole.  'Good, at least she doesn't hate me.' Sanguinius thought.

The whole company stayed several days longer than expected. The orks were long dead, their bodies burned. You'd insisted on staying and giving aid, it was the charitable thing to do. 

The people thanked you all profusely. Some gave near religious bouts of praise to them.

Sangunius took their thanks for the extended aid as he always did. With humility, and grace. But there was a bit of selfishness to it. He wanted you to be happy with him again. It didn't take long for that to happen but he still took those extra few days to ensure it. Not that you gave him as much time anyways, not with the amount of injuries that needed attending and the amount of mouths there was to cook for. You'd been going almost non-stop, helping loved ones reunite, helping burn those that were dead by the hands of the orks and burying those that died after.

The humans began to look to you as some sort of authority or guide. Seeing you lead them and the respect the people held for you made his heart flutter and his wings ruffle. 

He'd need to get you alone sooner rather than later.

This wasn't the place for all that.

When there was enough order at last he ordered everyone to begin returning to the Red Tear.

"My love?" Sanguinius addressed you as you both arrived on the ship. You turned to look up at him. “Yes, my Angel?” He felt a thrill of excitement shoot up his spine and his wings practically hummed, he loved when you called him that, mostly cause you only called him that when you were happy. But he pushed it down and maintained his calm and casual air. “May we speak in my office?”

You nodded and followed him across the ship. A little light in his long shadow. Still despite how little you felt people still whispered your name as if you were some hero of the imperium. Passing voices recounting your "heroic" deed of killing the warboss. They didn't even know the faintest hint of the truth. You looked up to watch Sanguinius, in all his regal beauty. He was too good for a coward like you, was all you could think.

His office was as lovely as the rest of the ship and you made an effort to use admiring it to avoid the upcoming conversation. Sanguinius was generally good at reading you despite your best efforts. He stayed quiet and let you have some time, he could sense you needed it. But it couldn't last forever.

"You've been in my office many times. Surely the trimming can't be all that new or exciting to you, darling." Sanguinius urged at last.

"Speak for yourself, I just noticed a brand new spot I've never noticed before, and it is delightful."

Sanguinius smiled despite himself.

"You know why I want to talk."

It was true, you did. But you didn't want to have to explain that you were a coward to your dauntless lover. 

"I know." Was all you could get out before your throat tightened and the first few tears dropped unbidden from your eyes as you continued to avoid meeting his gaze.

The sight of your tears had an immediate effect on the man, primarch or no he was still your lover and he hated seeing you distressed. He reached for you and you let him take you into his arms. His wings followed, wrapping you up in their power and protection. 

"Darling, what's wrong? I'm not angry with you if you're worried about that." Part of you was but it was a much smaller part than the voice in your head that kept calling you a coward and a liar.

"I didn't want to disobey your orders the other day." You said, strangely flat in tone. Your eyes still leaked those darned salty tears but you'd already begun and you couldn't stop now. "I didn't want to be on the battlefield at all to be completely honest with you." You'd never told him how much you didn't actually like the field of battle.

"Then why? What could have possessed you to do what you did."

"It was an accident, I was chased onto the field… by a squig."

Sanguinius could picture this new version of events clearly. And to his own self he felt ashamed, not just for getting cross with you but for the almost sickening sense of relief that flooded every inch of him. It was a new reason to keep you here, on his flagship and away from the battlefield.

His wings closed in tightly on you and he continued to listen.

"It was one of those that was covered in bombs. And I ran, I had a lasgun, I could have shot it. But I ran, like a coward." 

Sanguinius held you tighter and shook his head. "You're not, you had to get to a safer distance before you could do anything."

It was your turn to shake your head then. "I didn't even think about that. I was just scared and I ran."

Sanguinius was quiet. "Why did you ask to come along with us to the surface?" He was changing the subject, trying to give you a break from the previous line of thought. 

"I didn't. I made a joke about wishing I could spend the day with you despite the battle and it was put in as an official request to join you."

Sanguinius's wings puffed in frustration and a measure of anger. That such a sentiment should have resulted in your endangerment.

"I'm sorry, my love. That shouldn't have happened." He kissed the top of your head but you didn't respond. A claw of worry tore at him and he gave you a gentle squeeze. All that came from you was a quiet shuddering sob.

"Why are you crying?" He asked at last, trying to keep his voice calm so as not to add to the stress of the situation. Sanguinius was loathed to admit that seeing you like this left him feeling helpless. And he despised seeing you cry.

"Because now you know." You choked out, voice heavier with grief.

“Darling, I don’t think you are a coward. I think that you were in a stressful situation and reacted. You are not used to being on the field of battle. Besides, your actions today did help us. Even if I was terrified for your safety.” “You were terrified?” You asked, astonished, eyes wide and still wet with tears. “Of course I was, I heard over the vox that a rhino had landed on you. How could I not be terrified?” He drew in a breath. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Sanguinius tilted your chin up just a bit. “I love you.” He whispered the words so softly you almost questioned whether or not you had actually heard him right. “I love you too.” His lips brushed softly against yours, the kiss was sweet and he filled it with all the concern and love he’d felt over the past several days. “I think I’d like to just stay on the ship from now on. And I’ll just have your time and affection when things are settled.”

The primarch breathed quietly in relief. “Good. Because I’m not willing to risk your safety after all of that.”You both chuckled and he lifted you up. “Now let's get cleaned up. And I’ll give you some of that much desired affection.”

[theautotrophic]

my girl Violette!!!!

Dumping all the lore I have about my stupid little girlfailure bisexual radiostatic fankid <<<3333

So basically, she's a loser, a fossil, and I don't mean to sound hostile - but the demon is a coward >>:D

She's an absolute LOSER GIRLFAILURE just like her dad <3

Idk know how to explain it honestly, like, just think of the biggest, most dumbest of ass, girl loser you can think of and that's her

Just an absolutely deranged loser idiot

She runs a company with her brother Veer (maybe streaming or smth 🤔🤔 I haven't figured it out yet). She's the "creative mind" (kills people) and he's the brains behind the operation

A company name I thought of might be Viedio Enterprises?

For her powers they're a bit of a mixture between Vox and Alastor

She can travel via shadows the same as Alastor

She can use other people's shadows to puppeteer them

She's got a connection to the Internet and television the same as Vox because of her head and antenna

Can play things through her radio and on her screen and manipulate devices around her

Connection to radiowaves

She can probably traverse the Internet

Can corrupt technology

Basically, she would be an extremely powerful overlord if she wasn't such an idiot

I think I'm gonna have like two different timelines for this AU since I couldn't decide if I wanted them to be adults or kids when the hotel opens and Alastor returns after 7 years

Cause I think it would be really funny if Vox accidentally created her (and her brother Veer who I'll probably post for later once I actually make a good drawing of him) while Alastor was away for seven years and Alastor comes back and learns he has kids and is like "how the fuck-"

But also their adult personalties are so fun and I'd love to think about how they would react to Alastor going missing for 7 years (cause if they were adults he def would have raised them with Vox) and I just think the potential in that AU is more fun, while them being kids I can just think of a lot of art and funny moments to draw

So, in the case where they're younger Vox would accidentally create them a few months after Alastor has left when he's super desperate to find him. He would be like doing some type of demonic magic summoning circle type shit to try and summon Alastor or find out where he is but he has actually no idea what he's doing. So he's got like this whole setup sort of thing with like his blood and Alastor's hair in this wholeass satanic circle. And so he does the spell. And instead of summoning Alastor it like combines their DNA and BOOM, congrats ur a single father now. And now Vox just has two kids to raise. (Yes I thought of all this just because mpr3g makes me uncomfy (but also this scenario is both very funny and kind of sad to me and I will be drawing it at some point. probably)).

OR

if they were older, like in their twenties by the time Alastor comes back idk Vox would probably still accidentally create them somehow I'd have to think about it

So yeah ill probably just do both versions and do what I want

Anyways! Send me asks about her if you'd like I'd love to talk about her :]

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What would u want to do with Alastors character and development?

I would explore the Al trio (Al, Husk, & Niffty) dynamic and his manipulative and abusive side more.

One of the many things I'm disappointed in the show is the lack of exploration for the friendships, specifically for the trio. Al, Husk, and Niffty's friendships has alway been interesting to me because of it's mystery and potential. Out of all the people in Hell Al could be with, he choses Niffty and Husk. What makes them so special? How did they meet? What are Husk, Alastor, and Niffty's thoughts on each other, and how does it create conflict or funny gags within the friend group? Before the show, we only had drawings and livestreams from Viv to tell us little bits of the friendship.

After watching the show, I don't know anything about them as a group than I did before, because all three characters never interact with each other on screen. They’re alway split into duos, so I got even more questions now! I doubt Niffty sold her soul to Alastor, and if this is the case, is Niffty aware of Al’s abuse? If not, how does that affect the dynamic of the trio, and what does it tell us about each separate characters? I already said this before and I will say this again, Viv comes up with excellent concepts but either fails miserably at executing them or never touches them again. How do you have a friend group like this and not explore it???? Especially with someone as manipulative and abusive as Al as the leader, which brings me to the next part of this rant.

I want to see Al be evil. I’m tired of the show taking place in Hell but never see the true horrors of it. This is where the most vile, awful human beings go, they were so ruthless and evil, Lucifer left. Seeing more of Al’s dark side would have been nice as we get a glimpse to why Hell is so awful, it’s because of sinners like Alastor. We could see how overlords like him rule the pride ring and the subtle manipulative tactics they use to maintain their powers. It’s for this reason why I found Vox interesting at first. Vox’s introduction we see the few ways he manipulates Hell through scams and hypnotism then never again do we see him use those tactics. I’m curious how awful characters like Al and Valentino treat the people closest to them and the toxicity of their friendships. For me, I wish we gotten more scenes similar to the Husk and Al one in Ep 5 and Ep7 when Charlie made a deal with Al.

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More Vault 666 quick doodles!

Lucifer lives off of sugar and his absolute favorites are Dandy Boy Apples

Alastor can’t stand processed foods and thinks it’d have been stupid to eat that boxed shit even before it spent 200 years sitting out in a nuclear wasteland

Alastor is also a fucking cannibal so like, maybe people don’t really trust his opinions on food very much

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Vox trying to run an evil business empire but his partners are being children

When Velvette first got really bad radiation sickness Vox and Valentino were freaking the fuck out

When she started to ghoulify and pull through they relaxed a little, and even poked fun at the horrifying process

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KeeKee and Nuggets get to chill out, and trying to figure out how a side view would work for her and a front view would work on Razzle/Dazzle

Animals are hard for me even before adding robotic/mutant bullshit to the mix

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I remembered Pickman from Fallout 4 existed and thought it’d be funny if he and Alastor ever met

Though funnily enough knife-wielding Pickman set up traps and waited for them to come to him, and sniper Alastor went out and kidnapped bosses/Overlords/settlement leaders to drag back to his lair.

Text translations under the cut:

Comic:

Alastor: Ugh.

Alastor: How can you eat that garbage?

Arrows pointing to meat: LITERAL HUMAN FLESH

Vox panel:

Valentino (off screen): Hahahaha, Vox, come quick! I think Vel is puking so hard her nose is falling off!

Velvette (off screen): Vox, help me up so I can piss radioactive blood on all of Valentino’s shit!

Bottom Drawing:

Above Alastor: RADIO

Above Pickman: PAINTING

Over their joined hands: SERIAL KILLING RAIDERS FOR ART

[kaledya]

Giovanni and Hurrem time !

First, it always make me chuckle when you call me 'Sir' (im very much a she) and each time I'm like *putting a suit and spreading legs* "I'm CEO now. Call me Sir and make my coffee black." Ahah

I mean, Giovanni deserve! He deserves and I give. And I'm ready to see your evolution in his design, when you want it and have time for it🌸 _

I'm very happy you like Hürrem! Thank you for liking the concept idea before anything else!

Oh my gods ! I knew it ! I knew it that guy was a cousin of Nick Wilde or whatever. I didn't want to assume like "he looks like a fox and he is giving Nick" but I did. And love it. I mean Nick ?

1. For Hürrem being half-rabbit, its because I imagine her mother (Parvin) being a mixed of Paimon and you know the female bunny in the Disney movie Bambi ? Very 50s inspired type of very girly girl design but with a demonic twist of course. And that is why!

Then you talk of Nick and I was like, yeah, I saw what you did here ! And we definitely have at least one braincells in common. Yes.

2.  For Hürrem name, yes I know the Turkish serie, I saw like 3 episodes one thousand years ago ?

And I know the historical figure named Hürrem.

I like this name because of the sound of it and the two dots on the ü. Its pretty. Then I just gave a logical reason with Parvin loving Hürrem Sultan in 'real life'.

I like Giovanni's name ! Italian. Like Addolorata ahah. Olcayto was really a surprise when I first saw his name, I never heard it before ! Its original.

Not unnecessary details. Details are great.🌸 _

I like that you like Hürrem background, and yes the Ars Goetia are miserable to the core. All of them.

I didn't think about SSAU Paimon ! Did you draw it somewhere and I missed it ? No ! *throw sparkles in panic* but yes, logically the heigher ranks demons are all fallen angels. They help Luci in the rebellion. I remember, Paimon and Lilith created the Goetia.

So yes Hürrem would have angelic blood in her veins I suppose because her grandfather on her mother side is a fallen angel. BUT in AA, the aristocratic demons are all corrupted by Hell (its just to say that they are more demon in their nature) This is why in a short story, Azrael ask to Abaddon to put a benediction on Charlie and Constantine to not be corrupted by himself. (It works better on Charlie than Constantine but its still a must) _

Yes, Constantine saw an opportunity in Hürrem and used it. Very diplomatic of him and practical.

I wonder if Elrond could be a proposition of a suitor in Constantine's head if Hürrem is successful to find Lilith with Giovanni? Just curious ! _

Hürrem is cute and you are right this type of character have the smoothest arc and changes especially when one party push the other to the better of themselves (they can break some time to time but they always come back together to slay again).

I love your little dialogue "Did you do crimes i dont know about ?" "No?!"

Ahah ! That was funny. And FLUFFY FEATHERS is the best nickname. I love it !!

(Giovanni's presence save the day!) _

The fanfics in Hell thingy is something that Hürrem would definitely like. She would ship everybody with Carmilla, Alastor with Luci and Vox with his assistant or something ahah.

I always find it so impressive Serenity is a doctor in her time period ? Like that is dedication. A nurse is what to expect but a all female doctor ? In America XXe century ? Slay.

I just imagine Human Serenity and an university professor argued for let her pass the test.

S : Thank you, sir. I will do my best. You said I have excellent scores at the last test ? Professor : I did. Very good. But... S : So, I'm on top of the class. This mean, with your marking I will pass, yes ? Professor *inconfortable* : Yes but maybe, I thought, doctor is very difficult, and for a woman of your background its your last chance to...(stay in line)

*Serenity jump on him and put a knife on his neck.*

S : ... I will pass, yes ? Professor : Yes. *removes the knife.* S : Thank you very much, sir. I will see you at the ceremony. _

Thank you ! I'm glad you her 😭 no need to use my others one then.

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Thank you for your answers about Giovanni faq! It was interesting to know and now I can tie down the character of Hürrem.

•So shorter Hürrem it is. Noted. •Ahah, I just think that Giovanni would lost his mind if he meets Lolicia one day. •His backstory is very difficult and very well done. Tragic and important to his character. Its good. •The two options of the Clan gives to cubs is a good plan to manage the organisation and have members who actually wants to be part of the Clan and not forced to be part of it because they got keep as orphans. Liberty of choices. •the secret hideout in all the Rings give me Lupin The Third vibes (anime) and I appreciate it. •Ahah Giovanni and its 20 lucks charm on gun mastery make me thing of dnd. I think Hürrem would be fAscINatEd by the gunsmith expertise. _

The duo will first appear between episode 7 and last episode of season 1, perhaps two times but we will see much more of them in the season 2 !

Have a great day too 🌸🌸🌸 !!

LMAO! and SORRY!! (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠) We use the word "Sir" in my native language, regardless of gender, to be more respectful and sincere at the end of the conversation or at the beginning.English is burning my brain on this subject, every word has a different meaning depending on gender.In my native language, He/She/They/It all equals just one word.

And Lmao Yes, CEO Marquisev sir. Today your suit looks perfect as always and I will bring your Whiskey Neat and your Coffee black ☜⁠ ⁠(⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠)❤️/ (too Sweet cover by Reinaeiry)

*You can also think of me in a butler's uniform*

Thank you! When I reply to the messages you sent before, I will draw them as soon as I get the chance!!

Of course I will love Hürrem, she is a very well written character!

And I'm so glad you like Giovanni!!

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Yes I remember! And it was a really smart decision. And very clever!

Yes' Precisely, and thanks to that brain cell, we now have Nick and Judy in Hell, sort of. YIPEPEPEP

And strangely, I'm already very fond of these two characters, I'm curious how their stories will progress!!

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Yes, and I'm glad you saw it centuries ago. I think each episode is about 2-3 hours long. It would take a lifetime to finish the series.

Seriously, the sound 'ü' makes is so beautiful, for some reason, when you say Hürrem, you get the Vibe of a noble character!

And for the sake of connection, it was wise for Parvin to love Hürrem in Real life.

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I'm glad you like Giovanni's name! And I love Addolarata's name, it's so creative! And seriously, I've never heard a name like that before.

And I'm glad you like the name Olcayto! In short, the meaning of the name means lucky in Turkish. (Serenity Sometimes is not CREATIVE person)

For some reason, ı thought Serenity like This while choosing the name from The books "What does lucky mean in other languages?! I mean, I can't just name the child Lucky, it's like the name of a pet dog."

And I'm glad you liked the details!!

Yes, unfortunately, the Goetia, they arereally miserable, but after all, they're noble demons, what can we expect?

Nope I didn't draw!! But I read that he was the one who was most loyal to Lucifer during his rebellion against Heaven, so I thought of him as a fallen angel!But after all, a cursed fallen angel, the reason Lucifer wasn't cursed as much as the others was because he was the True Archangel

And Yes!

Yes, you have made a really logical decision in AA. After all, even if they were fallen angels, they would not be strong enough to resist corruption.They are all demon now.

Yes, I remember that scene and it caught my attention.Seriously, Azrael's words there make a lot of sense.In the end, it's not in anyone's best interest for Charlie or Constsntine to be corrupted.

And I have a question. In SSAU Constantine and Charlie's blood is orange/a kind of resin color because they are half angel and half ex-human.

(Both of their blood has a seriously different structure. But , I can give an example of one of ıt characteristics, Charlie or Constantine's blood is like the blood of an angel, it is like acid for sinners)

But I do not intend to do the same for the children of sins.

So I'm planning to have their blood black like a hell-born, do you think that makes sense?

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Yes .

Maybe, after all, he's the of the young Goetias close to Hürrem's age so he will offer this option to Hürrem and Elrond if her mission is completed successfully.

But if either of them does not like the offer and Hürrem does not want marriage as an option, Constantine can do something different Solution on what she wants.

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Yes definitely! And such characters are so much fun to read!

I'm so glad you liked the little dialogues, and lmao that dialogue was my favorite too!

And I'm glad you liked the nickname! Giovanni would probably be the type to call people with a lot of nicknames.

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LMAO Imagine, Giovanni and Hürrem are sitting while they are on a journey to move to another ring.Giovanni's attention goes to what Hürrem is reading and asks what she is reading.Hurrem she panicked and said that she didn't read anything and that it was nothing important

(30 fanfic tabs were open in Chrome at the time).

(By the way, funfact, if you have too many fanfic tabs on chrome, the box at the top will stop showing the number and say ':D 'lmao)

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Yes, Serenity was a Doctor, and yes, women were often nurses at that time.

But this was a very difficult task. Serenity studied at university around 1940 and was there.There's a lot of sexism and a lot of racism at the same time.a lot of university didn't even accept women or people of color.

((English is not my first language, I researched and found out that the term "People of Color" is the best way to address, please tell me if I'm wrong))

In other words, this meant that Serenity was studying at university while dealing with a lot of things.

(I had to do a LOT OF research on whether this thing was possible (I hate racism and sexism SOOO much))

But in the 1940s, there were medical universities that accepted students of color.

Serenity studied at Howard University College of Medicine.

Also, the money and human connections that Alastor left her helped her a lot. It can be said that this path was nearly completely closed to the woman in that time(It was very difficult, especially if she came from a family with no money, that woman was usually just married off.),

But the door was open to Serenity, but she had to work in an inhumane way and she did it.

The reason she wanted to become a doctor was because people of color did not receive proper healthcare at that time. They're were not admitted to the hospitals, or even if they were admitted, they did not receive good service.

That's why Serenity wanted to become a doctor and then open her own clinic in her hometown, to ensure justice and help those in need. And she did this. When she announced that the she will open a Clinic, there were many people who supported her And they donated money to open her clinic and expressed their moral support for her. and she helped many people until she died.

She didn't even take money from patients who couldn't afford treatment This much. In return, patients always give her food or gifts. (There was a time when Serenity didn't even need to cook at home. She didn't need to buy food because she ate the food given to her as a gift)

I'm sorry for the lore dump, but while doing research, the more I saw discrimination, the more mad I became.

DEFINITELY! There is a possibility of such a scene There were probably men somewhere who tried to remind Serenity that a woman's duty is to be a housewife.

And Serenity be like: *putting a knife to the throat* Oh yes, If I should be a beautiful housewife.you will be a good fertilizer for the soil in my garden. Do you want to try??

After all other people's opinions are important, right?

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And seriously the dialogue you wrote was beautiful!!

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It was an honor to answer your questions!!!

-It would be really interesting if Lolicia and Giovanni meet!!

-I'm so glad you liked the background!!

-Yes, after all, "you can't force a dog to go hunting."(This is an idiom)And Serenity needs loyalty and love. There must also be fear, but such a structure cannot be governed by fear.

-Yes! I saw Lupine The third!! And I'm glad you liked it!!

-LMAO and yes!

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-I seriously can't wait to see these two!!

Thank you for your return and I wish you a good day!! 🌸🌸🫂❤️