#voxtech

[valc0]

I LOVE making him emote 😭❤️

[muchmorethanmoney]

Obsessed with how fast the anti-Blitzø committee found out Stolas dumped him, like you just know that there’s an underpayed Voxtech intern in there using some Trust US with your Stalking™️ bullshit camera drones to keep tabs on Blitzø’s love life

[emilicious0]

can i get your take on vox sfw/nsfw headcanons?

here you go! can be read with any gender! (Im also too lazy to check the mistakes so)

reader x vox sfw and nsfw headcanons

SFW

□ vox is actually a sweetheart and a gentelman

□ no matter who you are, if this man fell in love, he is gonna try his best to treat you right

□ vox is overprotective and easily gets jealous over someone even looking at you

□ he loves reading, but denies it

□ loves everything fancy, and take you to a fancy dates (like an old money fancy y'know)

□ he is touch-deprived and always leans to your touch, if you even slightly bump into him

□ binge-watching trashy tv shows after a hard day at work

□ showers you with presents (his love language is definetly gift-giving)

□ he is a little stalker... ("I am just ensuring y/n safety")

□ he easily forgives if you just apologize (bc its you)

NSFW

□ why do I feel like he is a soft sex enjoyer?? bc im right

□ after a hard day at work, the only he wants is to be loved or show his love

□ needs touch more than ever

□ he is a thigh guy

□ praise kink (both ways) and slight want to get caught (risking his public image makes him hard)

□ is a switch, but not a hard dom

□ a power bottom

□ loves to be teased while working (your hand in his pants, while he has an video call)

[mistersillyyy]

Hot boobed up men in your area

(Possible WIP of doodles)

[drunkenmantis]

TV Demon

[sugart1tss]

They def fucked after that

(Most straight scene from them)

[neiveel3llson]

Not Big Enough (ficlet)

Warnings: Afab! Reader, Dacryphilia, one-shot, 'imagine fucking Vox w his own dick', ramble/ficlet, Sub! Vox, Dommy Mommy, use of 'mommy', smut

In the words of @bigfatbimbo, the power struggle with this man is real. Your first Christmas as an actual couple, he gifted you a replica of his own dick to feed his own ego and to impress people he wants recognition from.

He whispered shit into your ear like 'Can't wait to fuck you tonight', almost like he knew he was gonna be squealing 'mommy' and ruining his voice box. And that's what happened.

He was sat on the bed, the mattress soaked with spit and lube, dick impossibly hard and waterfalling milky precum against his stomach as he cried and rocked his ass against the dildo. Against his own dick.

"Awwe, is it too small, baby?~" You cooed in a sickly sweet voice, which he sobbed at, gently holding the bottom of his screen, feeling his pink saliva and tears run down your hand. It never took much to beat him down, to destroy his ego until he was sobbing and whimpering like a child who lost their toy. He'd come at a touch of your fingers on his aching dick, which is why you kept your hands on his screen.

"Momm- mmnz- mommy, need- need you- hic.." He glitched and sobbed, rocking desperately on the dick he made for you, the dick that wasn't even good enough for him.

"Selfish slut. You expect me to help you get off? How am I meant to get pleasure from that when even you can't?" You asked harshly, a complete 180 from your previous sickly sweet tone, grasping his neck with a strong grip, hearing him gargle slightly before sobbing again. You were right, you always were.

"'M sorry, mommy, I- hnzz- I'll be better next- hic- time- please, please, mommy, please-" He sobbed out desperately, throwing his head back from the grip on his neck, scrunching your shirt tightly in his clawed hands, which had already clawed up the sheets. "It's not big- gghz- enough-"

He whispers airily, slowing his rocking as he pleads for you, pleads for you to let him cum.

"Well, you asked for it.." You mumbled, reaching your hand down and quickly beginning to jack him off, moving your fists up and down at a fast pace, eating up the wet Noises almost outruling his keening. This carried on for the rest of the night, until not only the lights shut off, but he did to..

. . • ° ° • . . • ° ° •. . • ° ° •. . • ° ° •. . • ° ° • . .

AHHHSNXJWKDNFNSISJ

[dragengyrr]

I was today years old when I found out that "Radio VOX FM" is a thing, it actually exists – and it’s a radio station in Poland. And it even has (or at least had at some point, the logo seems to have been roworked a few times) THE COLOUR SCHEME.

I’d use that opportunity and just play Hazbin songs all day, until everyone gets hooked.

[mooncalf87]

Okay but the Vees working together is actually GENIUS

Vox makes the cameras for Valentinos studio, and Velvette makes the costumes.

Valentino can advertise Velvettes fashion designs through his models and actors, while Vox can make shows and movies using them.

Velvette can use Voxtech as a part of her fashion and set up runways with his lights and shit, as well as Valentino using it on his movies.

These guys may be idiots but they are actually SO SMART when it comes to promoting each other as the Vees

[pennyisacoin]

I also did these a while ago..

[starbiiit]

late to the party but i had to celebrate this huge win. vox nation rise up <3

[storm-angel989]

Part 2 please of sleep deprived Val’s daughter I’ll give you my first born 😭

(Love your works!)

Hi friend,

Thank you so so much for the compliment- I’m glad you like my writing! As much as I adore kids, I do not want your first born (but it was very kind of you to offer!). I am a much better Aunt than I think I would be a mom. I am 100% guilty of taking my nieces/ nephews to the store, buying whatever they want ( particularly slime, things that light up and loud, noisy toys), give them a huge bowl of ice cream and send them back home to my siblings house. So you probably don’t want me babysitting either LOL. 

That being said, please enjoy the below part two! 

All I can say is Good Luck, Vox!

<3 Mandy 

I slept most of the next day. 

The few hours I did spend awake, I was overly supervised. The crabbiness, the crankiness was in overdrive. I wanted nothing more than an energy drink, hell, even a cup of coffee and I was more than willing to make it everyone's problem. Finally, my Uncle Vox took me by the hand, told me he had had enough of my attitude and pulled me onto the elevator. 

“Uncle Vox, I am not allowed in Daddy’s studio,” I grumbled. “And I’m in my pajamas, so I know I’m not going to yours.” 

“You’re right on one account. But your father is waiting for us,” Vox replied as his flingers flew across his phone. “We’re going to have a little discussion.” 

I crossed my arms and pouted. With one hand on my shoulder, he guided me through the empty studio down to where I knew the nurses office was.

“Oh fuck you, I don’t need a check up,” I snapped as I stepped back. 

“Watch your mouth crabby pants,” he replied as he pushed me forward. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Which is it?” 

I grumbled but didn’t respond. I didn’t doubt that one look at Vox and I would be walking into the doctor's office, calm as could be. He had that effect on people. With a sigh, I allowed him to push open the doors and lead me inside. 

My father and Aunt Velvette stood, waiting. 

“We really didn’t have to make this a family affair,” I growled. “Really, it’s not even like its complete.”

“We are grouchy today,” Velvette said dismissively. “Get into the gown. Sit on the bed. You know the drill.”

“I would like it documented that I hate all of you,” I snapped as I pulled the cloth screen closed behind me as I stepped into the little room.

“Duly noted,” my father said drily. “Let us know when we can come in.”

I changed into the gown and plopped on the bed, leaning back with my arms crossed. “I’m done,” I called. “Come in if you have to.”

“We do,” my father told me as he pushed the curtain aside. I crossed my arms as the doctor walked in. 

“Uncross your arms,” my father told me firmly. “This is how it’s going to go. You’ll get an EKG, physical exam, an ultrasound of your heart and your blood drawn, in that order. You will not fight, or your Uncle Vox will step in and you will be compliant. Do you understand me?”

The tone of his voice indicated that challenging him would be the worst idea I could have. Dejectedly, I laid down on the bed and kept quiet as the doctor stuck sticky pads all over my body. 

“I promise, the rest will be just as painless,” the doctor told me cheerfully as he detached the wires. “Sit up for me, I’m going to listen to your chest.” 

I didn’t answer and instead gave my dad my best scowl. He raised an eyebrow as if daring me to protest. 

“Babygirl,” Vox’s voice floated through the room. 

Inadvertently, I turned my head and was met with a swirling red eye and a brightly lit screen. 

“Relax and do what the doctor says,” he continued. “Come now, you don’t want to make this harder than it has to be.” 

I felt a fog flow through my brain and without really knowing why, I complied. Without protest, I obeyed the doctors every command, staying still as he listened to the inner workings of my body, and quiet even when then cold gel hit the skin over my heart. As soon as he was done, he handed me a towel and I sat up as I wiped the leftover goo away.  

“Just some bloodwork, and we’re good to go,” the doctor told me as he stood up. “Let me go get a few things while your dad takes your blood, and then we can chat.” 

“Reader,” Vox’s voice came instantly. “Look at me.”

I did as he demanded and our eyes met. Like magic, the fog lifted and exhaustion crept through me. My father sat down next to me and I laid my head on his shoulder. 

“Tired?” He asked as he pulled my arm across his lap. “Bebita, you can lay down. I can’t take your blood with you sitting like this.” 

I didn’t answer. After a moment, he stood up and Vox took his place next to me. 

“I’m sorry babygirl, I know its a long day, but we need to make sure your healthy. You really put yourself through the ringer,” he said. 

I couldn’t care about the feeling of the rubber band being pulled around the skin of my upper arm, or the coldness of the alcohol swab. “

“Little pinch, princessa,” my father warned. “Just relax and stay still.” 

I felt the sting of the needle and closed my eyes. A few seconds later, I felt him hold cotton over my arm and the sting of the paper tape to hold it in place. 

“That’s my good girl,” Valentino praised. “All done. Now we wait for the doctor to come in.”

“I want my jammies,” I mumbled into Vox’s shoulder.

“I think all the testing is done, you can get into your jammies,” Velvette replied. 

Vox stood up and as soon as the curtain was pulled behind them, I slowly undid the gown and pulled my pajamas back on. The fog had lifted, but I still felt tired. Like it would be too much effort to fight or argue anything that was said. I tossed the gown to the side and opened the curtain.

To my dismay, the doctor stood, speaking quietly to the V’s. I couldn’t read the expression on my father’s face, but all at once, I felt very, very awake.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as I stepped across the floor. “Daddy?”

My father turned to look at me and all at once, his expression relaxed.

“Nothing, baby,” he said as he stepped forward and put a hand on my shoulder, guiding me back towards the bed. “Not this time, at least. Come, sit on the bed, we need to chat.” 

I sat quietly next to him as the doctor listed the dangers of caffeine addiction. From mild to severe, long term effects. 

“Most adults have some form of caffeine addiction,” he told me. “And up to 400 milligrams a day is fine for those adults. But what you inadvertently did was an overdose.”

“You can’t overdose on caffeine,” I protested. 

“Yes you can,” my father said sternly. “Your blood pressure skyrocketed, your heartbeat was through the roof. And when the doctor looked at the EKG your watch took during the time, you can quite literally see the irregularity in the rhythm.” 

“You’re fortunate you didn’t drink anymore,” the doctor continued, “and that your family stopped you when you did.” 

I leaned my head on my fathers shoulder as the doctor continued on. According to him, I was one more energy drink away from risking hallucinations, vomiting, confusion, muscle spasms, or even convulsions.

“Okay, I get it, no more caffeine, now what do I do? Am I going to be okay?” I asked.

“This time, yes,” the doctor said firmly. “The best thing you can do for your body is minimize your caffeine intake.”

“That means no more energy drinks, or coffee, for you young lady. Or for any of us, for that matter,” Aunt Velvette said.

I watched Vox’s screen glitch ever so slightly at her words. But the four sets of eyes on me again meant I had no way out. 

“I mean it, there isn’t any lasting damage that I can see, but you need to take really good care of your heart,” the doctor told me. “Got it?”

“Yeah,” I muttered. “I got it. No more caffeine.”

“That’s our good girl,” my father said with a kiss on the top of my head. 

“You don’t really mean no coffee, did you?” Vox asked Velvette as we walked back across the studio.

“Yes, I did. We can support Reader,” Velvette said with a firm smack to Vox’s upper arm. “Wouldn’t hurt to do a few days without caffeine.”

Vox mumbled something I couldn’t quite make out, but whatever he said was rewarded with another smack from Velvette.

“How about a movie when we get back upstairs?” I suggested as I stepped into the elevator. 

“I think that sounds like a good idea,” my father told me.

[emilicious0]

hii!

what about headcanons of Vox and/or Valentino (whatever you prefer) with a Male Reader (or gender neutral) who is sweet, kind and loving but has anger issues? or they just get frustrated very easily

I made for vox! (he is not fully canonish, I wanted to make something sweet)

vox x male! anger issues! reader

a little backstory:

□ vox was definetly surprised by your sudden anger burst, because you are usually pretty chill, kind and sweet

□ it was a hard day, so after his slight remark on a paperwork you did (not even a negative one), you bursted and shouted at him

□ it was the first time it happened, after which you two had a very long conversation regarding emotion control

□ vox struggles with this sometimes as well, but due to his job a public person, he is required to have a certain image of himself, so the tv demon learned to control it

□ he never really wanted you to fake your emotions or to be in a spotlight (vox, despite his personality, cherished youre relationship privacy), but he knew that if youre going to work in voxtech (you were his assistant after all) you needed to know how to manage them one or another

headcanons:

□ despite his own antagonistic nature, vox would be surprisingly patient and understanding with his partner's anger issues.

□ he can sense when your emotions are about to burst out.

□ puts a hand on your back to calm you down, or a quick squeeze on the hand.

□ sometimes he loves when you burst into emotions, not bc you're angry, but because of how beautiful you look in that moment.

□ meditation together (or other calming exercises)!!!

□ brings you ice cream after a particualrly heavy anger episode.

□ listens to your rants about after a certain situation, that caused an burst of anger.

□ sometimes lets you get angry with someone that pisses him off as well.

□ he would often use his technological abilities to create gadgets to help you manage your anger.

□ can change the whole program of a tv channel if it will calm you down.

□ while vox enjoys a good argument, he knows when to step back and give his partner space when their anger flares up.

□ vox would be fiercely protective of you no matter what.

[v-vox-v]

You

“Of fucking course that would be me. In fact that is me. How did you get this photo– no wait let me guess. Paparazzi right? There’s no other way you’d get this photo unless you’re some creepy stalker.”

[fletchingbrilliant]

TO SEVER A LOVELESS BOND

GOIN' CROSSOVER WHAT THE FUCK ARE I.M.P. DOIN AT VOXTECH HUH WHATCHA DOIN BUDDIES

this is just a preview of chapter 9, because hoooo boy you know how i love to DO THINGS like times A MILLION WOOOO

and also a heads up that @zaebeecee released chapter 21 and it. is. LIT. shit's going DOWN.

please read it here

[sugart1tss]

Oh fuck! Im so hard right now!!

(Gredits: GHOSIE/BONES🎸 (on pinterest)

(I made it a gift)