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spitdrunken · 3 months

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i am absolutely insane about your headcanons with the vee's, my mind is so full now... this is exactly what i was hoping to find when searching through the hazbin x reader tag after watching the episodes 👁️🙏🏻 please i'm so!! the being a writer for the vee's imagine is such a good idea, val and his.. comment especially got to me..

also, for your consideration:

Val — or all of the Vee's, really —, but, in the beginning, he's really not convinced about the quality of your dialogues, despite all the lines he's read (or, well, has had Vox read to him), so naturally you have to read your previous stories out loud to him, cheeks flushing and squirming when it gets to particularly graphic scenes and his gaze on you is so very heavy, smoke caressing your jaw while you stumble over your words.. It's worse if you've written about them and a character who resembles you, and Val's smile widens when you skip from story to story, mentioning the character — definitely not you — sucking Vox off, bending over willingly for Val and begging for Velvette to touch her, or even take all three of them at once, greedy...

Also the. love potions Velvette makes have me feeling things.. Her or Vox but they might end up putting a drop or four into your glass — purely accidentally, of course! —, and...

this is terrible.. my mind is too full now... i might have to post writing for hazbin now and it is your fault alone.. (affectionate; truly, I've enjoyed your thoughts so very much!! thank you for sharing!)

I'm glad you enjoyed it so much :D!! I had an absolute blast writing it myself, and I've been thinking about it lots!! Your ask made it even Worse (/pos) and I simply had to write more!! Please please please let me know if you write something for Hazbin, I can tell from your ask already that it'll be wonderful! And if you ever wanna chat about these guys, feel free to message me again, haha.

Notes: power imbalance, sexual harassment, heavily dubious/noncon due to love potion usage.

The fact Vox even bothers at all to take the time to sit Valentino down and read to him is already a show of your quality— He really wouldn’t go through wrangling him like that for just anyone, especially not with Val getting a bit pissy when being reminded your works were being compared to his. He needs to be told that, obviously, Val, some mere written words are never going to compare, especially not in earnings, to his creations. This placates Valentino. But all Vox gets for his efforts are a lazy flick of one of Valentino’s four wrists, his eyes not even looking at him. “Look, I still think it fucking sucks. But if you wanna hire them so badly, whatever. I’ve got better shit to do than listen to daddy’s horny story-time.” Suffice it to say, he becomes a lot more… Amiable (poor you) once you’re actually working there, and he has a face to attach to the stories. He can tell upon first glance that you’re one of those pathetic little hermits, too scared to leave your own shitty apartment, barely scraping by— He’s recruited plenty of those types as whores, after all. So easily pushed around that it shouldn’t give him nearly as much satisfaction as it does.

When Valentino practically demands you join him in his room and read your previous work to him, you sputter out protests, heart skipping a beat. Every employee in the company has something bad to say about this man, and so he’s about the last person you want to be caught alone in a room with. Especially not his bedroom.

“Ah, sir, I’m not really sure—“ But he’s already wrapping one of his arms around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his side as he drags you through the halls. The first thing that strikes you is how different the texture of coat is than you were expecting. It doesn’t even feel like anything at all. “Oh, sweetheart, call me Valentino. No need to be so unfamiliar with each other.” He practically purrs, a single finger tracing up the contours of your chest. “I feel like we’re going to get quite familiar.” If all the alarms weren’t ringing in your head before, they most definitely are now. But there’s nothing you can do. His grip on you is tight and, underneath his red coat, you can feel the hard metal of a pistol pressing against you.

He takes you to his room, walls covered with posters featuring himself, and you hardly have the time to look around before he sits you down on one of his red couches, still caught underneath one of his arms. It’s hard to think, much less speak, as Valentino starts to prod you to pull out your phone and start reading. “No need to be shy. You’re such an artista, aren’t you? Don’t keep me waiting.” It’s easy, at first. When the scene hasn’t grown explicit yet, and you can pretend you’re only reading the text out loud to yourself like you always do, making sure the sentences sound right. But Valentino makes it hard for you to distract yourself entirely. He rubs circles on the skin of your thigh, and the smoke from his pipe has long since been the only thing you can smell. The red smoke makes your head a little hazier, tongue a little looser— Though that all just might be because you’re not getting enough oxygen. Your every muscle is tense and, you think, this is what being a prey animal must feel like. The first time you stutter out the word ‘cock’, Valentino barks out a laugh, loud and sudden, entirely contrasting with the sultry demeanour he’s been putting on the whole time. You jump, gaze flickering from the screen to his face, before continuing. It gets worse when you realise exactly what story you’re reading out loud to him, one of the ones you’d never even posted anywhere, so utterly self-indulgent and poorly thought out that you regret it with every ounce of your being. (Unbeknownst to you, Vox has already read every draft you’ve ever typed up, but that’s neither here nor there.)

“Sorry, can I maybe, um, read a different one?” You practically squeak out. “I realised I have some better drafts, and…” “No,” Valentino shuts you down, tone temporarily harsh. “Don’t get too fucking cocky now, you’re already taking up enough time as it is. Shit’s about to get interesting, finally.” He’s saying all of this as if he wasn’t the one to drag you there in the first place.

So you trudge onward, reading as fast as you possible can, just trying to tough it out. As you read about a scared, unaccomplished demonic main character catching the eye of a trio of some of the most famous demons in town—through entirely unrealistic circumstances—you can see his grin grow wider from the corner of your eye. His nails dig into the flesh of your thigh, the smoke surrounding your face turning to caress your cheeks.

“So, let me gets this straight… You wrote about a trio of powerful demons with matching names, taking turns fucking an absolute nobody silly. One of them’s a pimp, the other a fashion designer, and the other a business man.” Valentino doesn’t give you the chance to respond. “Greedy little slut. You even chose this one specifically to read out to me, huh? Seems I got you all wrong,” he hisses out. “This must be a dream come true for you, isn’t it?”

Let’s just say that you got enough ‘material’ to write another four or so stories, just from that line alone.

----- A drop of love potion, and models always behave the absolute best, or so Velvette thinks! (As long as you don’t put in too much. It’s very hard to take good pictures when the girls keep trying to kiss you.) No bitching, no whining, only an easy to pose, cute demon to work with. And if she dresses you up in clothes that reveal more than they obscure, purely for her own enjoyment and usage, who’s going to blame her?

Certainly not you. You won’t remember a single damn thing. Not even the parts where you babble on about how pretty and gorgeous and cool she is, and how you’ve admired her for so long— All things she’s heard a million times before. Normally, she wouldn’t care less about it, but such words coming from someone with only a drop of her potion in her system means they’re all the absolute truth. She thinks it’s almost cute when it’s coming from you, really. ------------ Vox, on the other hand, would be more likely to use his hypnosis on you than a love potion. Just to have a few minutes in the middle of a meeting where you’re practically putty in his hands, all of your usual anxiety and shame having slid right off of your shoulders. He doesn’t feel any guilt about it whatsoever. Having read all of your works, he finds it safe to say that this is the exact kind of scenario you would enjoy…

And even if you didn’t, he still would. He gets a bit of a thrill out of the loopy, relaxed smile on your face as you nuzzles your cheeks against his arm, professing all of the thoughts you had about him before working at VoxTech, and the ones you still have today. It’s during one of these exact moments, that he’d likely find out that Valentino had fucked you already, something he hadn’t found necessary to mention. They’ll have a bit of a discussion about that later!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #valentino x reader #vox x reader #velvette x reader #cw.drugging #cw.noncon #cw.dubcon

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marwolaeth-76 · 5 months

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Can u maybe write smut about veneer😣? (Preferably maybe r is dom, u can pick the gender) basically r and fucking veneer right before a concert and veneer is a MESS cuz hes so desperate 🙏🙏🙏🙏

Hey!! Thank you for your request! I enjoyed writing this, I hope I satisfied your request🩷

I want to tell everyone else who is also waiting for their requests, I will definitely write everything within a few days, thank you for your understanding💘💘

Veneer x Reader !smut before the concert

cw: sucking dick, dirty talk, just NSFW content!

!!all characters are adults!!

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Standing in a utility room with dusty shelves, a small creaky chair and all sorts of props, you look at Veneer with a defiant fire in your eyes. Of course, the pop star knows what you want, and he wants it too. “Can you wait and do it after the concert? huh, to tell the truth, I also have a desire to do this, but there’s less than half an hour left, and besides, Vel is probably already looking for me..“ - The guy retreats in a slightly nervous tone, crossing his thin arms over his chest and looking at you from above down, lightly biting the inside of his lip out of nervousness. You look at Veneer with a sharp gaze, like a trigger, you won’t let it go just like that. Veneer felt your hand trail up his thigh towards the place where he needed you most and felt his blood run cold, “I feel that you want this too, Vee” - You grin almost evilly at him, while the star looks away in embarrassment and snorted displeasedly. “just let me help with this, I don't think performing on stage with that rock hard boner would be a good idea.” A small drop of cold sweat runs down the guy's face when he feels your hand begin to slightly squeeze his bulge under his gold-plated shorts. After hesitating for a few seconds, he rolled his eyes and nodded at you, giving his consent. You quickly lead the guy to that flabby chair at the end of the small room, sitting him down and kneeling in front of him. Quickly pulling down his shorts and his boxers, you mischievously lick your lips, which have become dry from lip tint. “Oh damn! baby just look at this, you want pleasure so bad!” Fidgeting in his chair, Veneer whines: “pleaaase hurry up..! and don’t talk to me when your head is near my dick, it feels like you’re not talking to me..“ You just roll your eyes mischievously, finally looking up at your boyfriend - a star, with a thirsty sparkle. he’s so sensitive, it’s an absolute shame…The poor thing presses himself so hard into the chair until his knuckles turn white from the tension with which he holds the arms of the chair. Eating his dick up as if you’ve been starved for it. sticky saliva ooze and seep all down the sides as you take it to the back of your throat with no regard for your own breathing. “o-oh man! You gotta slow down…oh my gosh, I-I can't!“

You care even less when he busts dick in the back of your throat and you just keep sucking without a care. Gulping, gagging and slurping noises filling the once quiet room, right along with Veneer’s pathetic moans. His breathing is so erratic it's like he's running cross-country. Sucking his throbbing cock so greedily, playing with his dick in your mouth, speeding up and slowing down your pace, releasing so much sticky saliva onto your chin and his thighs..it’s as sexy as it messy. And the pop star wants, no, he longs for this to continue, there is so little time left, but he, like a puppy thirsty caress, is unable to stop you. Whimpering moans covered by one of his hands, Veneer tries to be quieter, the singer’s trembling and sweetly pleading-sounding voice can only say “mgh.. yees!, please d-don’t stop, swallow it all.” Approaching his end, Veneer looks down at you, his eyebrows are drawn together on the bridge of his nose, his lips are slightly parted, he is a complete mess and wants you not to stop. His moans get louder as you suck harder, allowing him to push the tip of his cock down your throat. The baby literally begs you with his gaze, his hand gently rests on the top of your head, stroking your hair. “s-sweetheart, please don't stop, I beg you..” Seeing how clouded in mind Veneer acts, you cannot tease him any more, you love your boy too much to be so angry towards him. Increasing the pace of your eating the hot rod, you first hear a plaintive moan, similar to a whine, after which you feel your boyfriend’s sticky hot sperm filling your mouth, removing his penis, he came a little more on your cheek, causing a dissatisfied tsokon from you. “damn, your sperm is more bitter than last time, stop eating all shit already, Veneer“ Veneer looks at you with a tired and indignant look, after which his green lips stretch slightly into a lazy grin. “it was sooo mess.. but I really like it"

#veneer x reader #smut #trolls 3 #trolls veneer #trolls band together #x reader #veneer trolls #velvet and veneer #nswf post

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lqveharrington · 2 days

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Take A Break | V.

summary: it’s your daughter’s birthday, but Vox isn’t able to spare anytime for her.

pairing: Vox x Overlord!reader

includes: Vox has a normal head guys, fluff, HEAVY angst, family issues, arguing, mentions of sex tapes, Valentino being a weird ass uncle, over protective parents, cursing, mentions of murder (i think that’s it, tell me if i missed any!)

a/n: honestly, this request made me think of hamilton the musical, hence the title of the one-shot. 🤷‍♀️ (also full credits to the artist on X!)

As an Overlord in Hell, your life was somewhat easier than normal sinners. You had their souls under your belt for your own use and powers that only those ranked attained. You attended boring meetings with the other Overlords, but you didn’t think you would meet your other half during these meetings, nonetheless, marry him. As a result of the marriage, both your powers grew stronger, along with the power of his company since a new face joined.

Down the line, you somehow ended up pregnant. Was it highly impossible to have a child as a sinner? Absolutely. So the thought that you were to bear Vox’s child in Hell panicked you. However, he talked you through the entire process, ending with a healthy baby girl. She looked exactly like her father, except for the eyes. Her eyes resembled her mother’s in every shape and form.

Despite the phenomenon, you both cared for her. Well, mostly. You were the one staying in your penthouse in the Vee tower while Vox tended to his company’s needs. He worked endlessly and missed important events such as your daughter’s first steps, words, and laughter. You supposed he tried his best as he came back to you with gifts and kisses, but it never felt… right.

When your daughter’s thirteenth birthday came up, you expected him to stay home because it was a special birthday. It seemed like thirteen was your little family’s lucky number, so you thought it was an important event in his life for his only child to turn thirteen. Moreover, she finally became a teenager, which Vox deemed was old enough for him to take her out to watch the stars when she was younger.

“Happy Birthday, Vee.” You take your fingers through her black and red hair, kissing her temple. She smiled brightly up at you, pearly whites on display. “I know you’re excited, but you still have lessons to attend to.”

“I know.” She groaned, eyes flashing red for a second before settling. “Is Dad still up there?”

Your loving gaze faltered at the mention of her father, passing her the chocolate chip pancakes you made. “He’s at work already, baby. I’m sure he has something prepared for you when you get home.” You press another kiss to her head as you pull your phone out, squinting at the message Vox sent.

“Is it Dad?” Veronica murmured, twisting the fork in between her fingers.

“Don’t worry about it, yeah? It’s your birthday.” You slide your phone inside your pocket. “I’ll see you after your lessons?”

She hummed softly as you frowned, rubbing your temple. This was an important day for your daughter, and if Vox couldn’t remember the promise he made to her years ago, you weren’t prepared for the breakdown that was going to come from your new teenage daughter.

“Vox?” You enter his monitor room, blue light glasses steady on your face.

“My love?” He called back, eyes focusing on the rising and falling stocks in the industry. “What’s wrong?”

You ran your fingers through his hair, massaging when he pulled you down into his lap. You pressed a kiss to his jaw when he glared at the screen, “Do you know what day it is?”

“Uh,” He glanced back at you before muttering a curse at the stocks, aggressively typing something out on his computer. “Tax day?”

You let out a sigh, “Love, it’s Veronica’s birthday.” You tilt your head when you don't get a response. “Vox.”

“What?” He whipped his head toward you, his blue eyes swirling black and red. You steady the glasses on your face, frowning at his tone. His eyes scan your face before rubbing his forehead, “Darling, I’m sorry. But I’m really busy today. All of our shareholders decided to be assholes today and Carmilla wants a meeting about Angelic Security.”

You cup his face and press a soft kiss to his lips, “I know, I got your text message about a twelve-hour workday.” Your gaze flickered over toward the frame displayed on his desk, “But it’s our baby’s thirteenth birthday. She was looking for her dad earlier, and she didn’t—“

His phone rang out into the intensely large monitor room, causing you to look back over to him. “Look, I’ll see if I can get out of the meeting and schedule it another day. I’ll be back before the day’s over.”

“Do you promise?” You lift your pinky, the blue and red chain appearing from your wedding band connecting to his.

He lifted his pinky, locking it with yours. “I promise, gorgeous.” His phone rang out again as you leaned in to give him a kiss, raising a brow at the device. Vox chuckled at your reaction, rubbing his thumb over your lip. “I love you, but I have people to yell at, so kindly leave.” He tapped your thigh before answering his phone.

You pressed one last kiss to his cheek before stepping away from him, humming a tune while he yelled at whoever was on the other line. The link of chains connecting the two wedding bands never meant a deal was brought up, it merely signified the marriage. However, that promise meant more than just canceling a meeting and heading back home. It meant actually showing up for his daughter, saying that he didn’t forget about his promise from years ago.

“Hi, baby.” You kiss Veronica’s temple as she passes the kitchen with bags in her arms. “What’s all that?”

“Uncle Val and Aunt Velvette gave me presents.” She grinned, shoving them down on the kitchen counter.

You raise a brow at the size difference of the gifts, “And what did Aunt Vel get you?”

“She got me every single new item on her new line before she drops it.” She pulled out a t-shirt that you thought was inappropriate for a girl her age. Neatly folding it, she pulled out another article of clothing, a short skirt that would have you and Vox murdering people left and right.

“Right…” You gently take away the clothes and set them to the side, nodding your head toward the box. “What did Uncle Val get you?”

“He told me to give you this before opening the gift.” She handed you a card decorated with intricate details.

You unfold the card, eyes widening at the contents. “Can I take the movies Uncle Val gave you? I don’t think they’re for you, baby.”

“Wait what? Why not?”

“Because it’s not… don’t worry about it.” You snap your fingers, sending the box of movies to your shared bedroom with Vox. Your face was flushed from Valentino handing your daughter physical copies of the videos that were personal to you and Vox. It would have been chaos if you watched the videos together with no warning. “Never mind about that, how were your lessons?”

“Boring as usual.” She rested her head on her hand, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. “Did you talk to dad?”

“Yes,” You set down the dinner you were preparing, wiping your hands on a hand towel. “He’ll be back soon. He had… stuff to do.” You waved your hand in the air, face contorting in tension. “Can you set up the dining table for dinner? I’ll call your dad to see where he is.”

Veronica groaned before begrudgingly moving away, grabbing the plates and utensils. You watched her leave before leaning your arms against the counter, head tilting down in exhaustion. Not only were you running around the tower checking in on your business, but you also prepared the gifts for your daughter while checking in on your husband’s vitals once in a while. Everything was rushed and disorganized, and the only thing your daughter wanted was for her father to be there for her birthday and fulfill his promise.

“Fuck.” You quickly wipe the tear slipping down your face, pulling out your phone. Clicking on Vox’s contact, you rub the ring on your finger, anxiously waiting for an answer.

“Yes?” His voice came through your phone, more agitated than usual.

“Vox, can you take a break and come up to us?” You start pacing, not realizing your daughter was behind the wall listening to you.

He muttered something as you heard the clicking of his keyboard through your speaker, “I’ll be there in a minute, can you save me a plate?”

“Vox, can you just—“ You run your hand through your hair as your eyes flash red, the same red consuming the items surrounding you. “I understand you’re busy, but your daughter hasn’t seen you all day.”

“Gorgeous, I heard you, but I have a very important deal I need to finish making then I’m all yours, okay?” He spoke with impatience, sighing when he heard silence from your end. “In a minute.”

“Fine.” You roll your eyes and end the call, dropping your phone onto the counter. You blink a few times to get rid of the red, everything around you falling back to its original placement.

“Mom, we can just celebrate with the two of us.” Veronica came around the doorway, fiddling with her fingers. “If dad is busy, I don’t want to—“

“Baby, it’s your birthday.” You push your hair back and pull a strained smile. The look you gave your daughter was almost dangerous, reverting back to your Overlord setting. “If your dad doesn’t show up before the day is over, I will physically go down to his office and remove him from this Hell.”

Her eyes widened at your words, “Mom—“

“Let’s go eat dinner, yes?” You leave a kiss on the top of her head.

Eventually, Vox did appear, but only for a few minutes before his phone began to ring again. He sighed, pressing his lips in a thin line, and got up, squeezing your shoulder and giving his daughter an apologetic look. The worst part about meeting his daughter’s eyes was the similar feeling of knowing how she felt.

Veronica projected a recognizable emotion through her eyes, something he could tell from miles away because it was the exact same look you gave him when it was just the two of you.

Disappointment.

“Vox, what the hell are you still doing here?” Valentino entered the monitor room, pink smoke billowing from his cigarette.

“Better question, what the fuck were you going to do in here?” Vox rolled his neck as he filed another claim against older companies.

Valentino chuckled, “Don’t worry about that… If I were you, I would be worried about your daughter. Velvette and I already sang Happy Birthday to your precious girl over cake. I'm sure she would have been happier if her daddy was there.”

Vox slouched in his chair, “Val, I’m almost done with these files then I’ll head up.”

“Oh, I would be careful.” He blew pink smoke across Vox’s face. “Your wife has her Overlord filter on tonight. It’s worse than before.”

“What do you mean?” Vox submitted the file to the HR department, taking his blazer and tossing it across his shoulder.

“She’s going to murder you, Voxy.” He bared his teeth at him. “You have a lot to make up tonight.”

Vox squinted his eyes at the moth before sighing, “Get the fuck out of my room or I’m having my wife come and murder you herself instead of me.”

“Scary.” Valentino grinned maliciously before leaving, a trail of pink smoke following.

Oh, Vox knew how much shit he was in when he returned home. After all, it was already 11:26 PM and he doubted that neither you nor Veronica were still awake. He teleported into the kitchen, setting the blazer on top of the counter before following the noise to the living area. He caught a movie on the television screen as he approached the couch, gaze softening at the sight. You were holding Veronica in your arms as she slept sprawled along the couch.

He caught your gaze a few seconds later, watching your tired eyes harden. “Do you know what time it is?”

“I know, but a lot was happening downstairs with VoxTek and—“

“You couldn’t hold that off for one day?” You whisper-shout in his direction as your daughter shifts around. “Vee was waiting all day for you to take her to see the constellations of Hell, and you broke it, Vox! I don’t understand how you could just leave her with a broken promise—“

“Gorgeous, it’s not the end of the day. I can still make it up to her.”

“And what? Wake her up from the day she’s had? Vox, she’s been waiting for this moment since she was five, and you couldn’t spare one second?” You feel your eyes flare red before realizing what's going on. Vox knew you had to calm down, and typically he would help, but it was clear you wanted nothing to do with him just yet. “You didn’t even say happy birthday this morning because you already left for work.” You carefully adjust Veronica in your arms, glaring at your husband. “I understand that the company is important for our image, but destroying a relationship with your own daughter for the company is never something you should do.”

Slowly, you carry your daughter in your arms, using some of your wisps to help carry her. Vox reaches out to help but you deny him, causing him to purse his lips. “Seriously?”

“I’m dead serious.” You crease your brows. “If you can’t understand how fucking important it is for our daughter to have both her parents present during important days, I promise you that I will make your life worse than living in Hell.” As you ascend the stairs leading up to Veronica’s room, you feel the burn of his stare hitting you. “And for the sake of your mental and physical health, please take a break from work. Your vitals have been dropping.”

The life you held in Hell seemed easier to those outside of the Tower, but the three of you knew that there was never a moment in time where you could be free of the constraints you were given, not allowing a single break of freedom or contentment.

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iluvfinnmertens · 1 month

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Could you please do Platonic Vox with a high support needs autistic male reader ? The reader is his raccoon assistant, so the only reason he keeps him is because reader is very loyal to him since the beginning ( since he picked him from the trash ) and because reader is trying his very best.

So at some point reader just get way too overwhelmed especially with all the unexpected tasks that were absolutely no on his schedule and have a meltdown. So Vox being his semi-adoptive parent/boss/whatever helps reader.

I aapologize if that was a too specific request for your own liking.

જ⁀➴ Vox x high support autistic! male reader (platonic!!) ๋࣭ ⭑

you have a meltdown and vox comforts you! <;3

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๋࣭ ⭑ Request: requested :D

๋࣭ ⭑ TW: none!

๋࣭ ⭑ Word Count: idk its headcannons

๋࣭ ⭑ Timeline: episode 2

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Headcannons!!!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ● Vox had been watching when he noticed a trash can shaking outside of the Vee building, he was confused and used his power to go through the security camera outside. He saw a small leg sticking out and pulled a small raccoon like demon out. Ever since then you've been his loyal assistant!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ● Vox knows sometimes all the bright lights and loud sounds will make you overstimulated so when he notices you on edge he lowers the brightness of his screen so as to not make you more overstimulated.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ● When Alastor comes back Vox gets distracted and taks you with one to many tasks, not to mention the new Angelic security he created out of his ass for the cameras. You were stressed and Vox soon came to ask how things were going and was very confused. Before long you were having a meltdown and he had no clue what to do.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ● He decides to bring you to your room and you flop on the bed still upset as you cry out of anger and stress. He just stood there not knowing if he should touch you but he assumed not. He then helped you through it the best he could. He gave you noise cancelling headphones and made sure nobody would go into the room.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ● After it you were quite thankful for it and became even more loyal to him which he is quite happy about.

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I really badly want to see a raccoon demon in hazbin hotel, its a need and a want

notes are appreciated!! d(･∀･)b

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lil-n-her-lil-blog · 2 months

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vox nsfw alphabet (18+, fem reader)

GIF by jay-wasstuff

first attempt at anything like this, MDNI!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Vox is a busy guy, so he's not the biggest on aftercare. He praises you afterwards, telling you how good you were, and how good you felt. If he was particularly rough, leaving any marks, he'd sit with you for a while and apologize for getting too riled up. He'd have their staff pampering you the rest of the day.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Vox's favourite body part of his own is likely his hands. Long fingers and sharp claws. He loves watching you suck them into your mouth, whether it be in an attempt to seduce him or while he's already inside you. The way you'd shudder when he'd curl his fingers in your wet pussy, or the way your tender flesh would start to tear as he dug into your hips.

His favourite body part of yours was your mouth. The smirk you'd give when you were teasing him, the pout when he wouldn't give in to your wants. The way your pretty lips look when they're wrapped around his cock, or the way it hangs open as he fucks you from behind (which he gets a great view of, thanks to his cameras). Not to mention how pretty you look smiling after you cum.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He'd definitely love the idea of finishing inside you, filling you up with his cum. He'd want you to beg for it, beg to be claimed as his. Sometimes he'd pull out and cum onto your back or stomach, still getting the satisfaction of knowing he's the only one who gets to do this to you. He loves seeing his glowing blue cum drip from your mouth onto your tits after you finish him too.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

A small part of him would LOVE to let all of hell see a broadcast of him fucking you. The combination of everyone knowing how good he was at fucking, alongside rubbing it in their faces that he was the ONLY one who had the privilege of getting to fuck you. But, he had a professional persona and business to uphold. Besides, porn was Val's thing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's rather experienced, you're not his first so he's pretty confident in his abilities. But he explores more of his sexuality with you. He likes to hold himself as the man in charge in most aspects of his life, so it's nice to have moments with you where he gives you full control.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This would depend on who's taking control that day. He loves to fully let go and let you ride him the way you want. But at the same time, he likes having you from behind. When he fucks you this way he can use his cameras to give himself access to every angle of your body.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Definitely more serious. He might laugh at you being pathetic. At your whines, at you wriggling beneath him. Laughing at the idea of you thinking relentless teasing would go unpunished.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I think it's fair to say Vox doesn't have any hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He likes to keep your bodies very close during sex. He's very handsy, keeping you close by holding your neck, your hair, the small of your back. He loves to praise you when he's inches away from your face in missionary.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Vox isn't huge for masturbating, he might go ahead if he's desperate and you're nowhere to be found. He'll pull up recordings of him fucking you, or pictures you've sent him. He'll jack himself off to the idea of being inside of you while alone in his tech room. But usually, if he's not with you or the Vees, he's buried in his work. That stuff doesn't really get him in the mood.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

killing alastor, dacryphilia, mind control, light bondage, voyeurism, praise (giving/receiving), humiliation (giving), degradation (giving), breath play (giving/receiving), free use.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Definitely his office. He’ll call you in if he needs a break and wants to blow off some steam. This lets him get right back to work. Or if you come into his office after he’s been at work for a while, he’ll be too desperate to have you right then and there.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Competition. If you’re challenging him, he’s going to get hard. Betting you can last longer? Seeing who can stay quiet the longest? Vox loves to win.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s willing to let you dominate him but the limit is pegging. He is NOT going to let you peg him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As previously mentioned, he thinks you look great with a dick in your mouth. The feeling of power he gets from getting to fuck your face and getting total control thrills him to no end. He’s a fan of 69ing, making you squirm and whine on top of him. He loves watching you struggle to keep your composure with his tongue inside you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on the day. He is a demon in hell, so he usually likes it rough. The high from watching your helpless figure getting pounded by him gets him off. He’ll go slow if the his aim is to tease you until you can’t take it anymore.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies ftw!! Nothing like bending your girl over a table and getting right back to expanding your borders in hell! They happen pretty often, he spends a lot of times in front of a screen, in meetings, so his time is kinda limited.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

It depends on what the risk is! He’s a lot more apprehensive when HE is the one being put in a vulnerable position. He’s not great with trusting someone like that. But if you’re the one taking the risk? Well, he’s hard just thinking about it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Vox is mostly machine, so yeah, he can go multiple rounds. He usually only bothers with a max of two rounds. But they can last a long time (he can fuck for hours if he wanted). He’ll go until he makes you cum at least once. It’s very rare that he’ll finish quickly, if he does it’s because he hasn’t fucked you in a bit.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He’s super into technological innovation, so yeah if there’s a new sex toy out (he and Val are usually the ones putting these things on the shelves) he’s gonna try it on you. He has easy access to these because of their company.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s not the most patient, and he’s not a fan of being teased himself. He tries to practice self restraint so that he can drive you insane. If a meeting isn’t important to him, he’ll be touching you under the desk. He might call you and talk dirty to you over the phone while he’s working. Usually he wants you too badly to bother with much teasing though.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Bro is a yapper. He loves to hear his own voice so he spends a lot of time dirty talking, moaning and groaning.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This man WILL plug himself in and asphyxiate himself with his cord while he’s fucking you or masturbating.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

His dick is dark grey to match the rest of his body, the tip is a pretty glowing blue colour. He’s an impressive 9 inches at that, with average girth.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Again, Vox is usually focused on the improving the business, claiming new territory, upping his and the other Vees status and killing Alastor. He does like to end a stressful night buried inside you though.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Vox doesn’t really need to sleep as much as he needs to recharge. But you do need sleep. So he’ll usually plug himself in and go into “sleep mode” whenever you’re ready to go to sleep.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #vox #vox x reader #vox smut #vox x you #vox x y/n #vox headcanons

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hazbin-hotlee37 · 1 month

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Alright. You wanted it, you got it.

Here you heathens.

Giggles and Cuddles

Switch!Vox, Switch!Alastor. Radiostatic (Vox x Alastor)

To the rest of hell, Vox and Alastor were rivals. Enemies. Each others worst nightmare.

To the Vees and other Hazbins...

They were the most wholesome couple in hell.

It was hard to believe, but it was true. Since the little groups found out about their relationship, they stopped hiding it around them. The others knew better than to tell anyone.

The two were all over eachother, and not sexually (much to Angels disappointment)

They were just very affectionate, whether it was simple kisses to full on cuddle sessions. They were always close by each other when they weren't busy. It was really cute to their little audiences.

Currently, the two were in the hotel, Alastors room specifically. The radio demon was laying in bed reading a book and the TV host was clinging to his side. Full on koala hug. Half his face was buried against his boyfriends rib area and his arm was on the Deer demons chest, scrolling on his phone.

It was quite comfortable for them both. They enjoyed being in eachothers company, they didn't even need to speak to feel like this. Everything seemed perfect.

Until disaster struck...

Vox got a message from Velvette, it wasn't anything important but its what happened next that was. When Vox got the message, his screen vibrated and with where his head was, it messed with his lover. The radio demon flinched slightly and his breath hitched, which did not go unnoticed by the TV host, much to the Deer demons demise.

Vox smiled slightly and put his phone down, wrapping his arms around his boyfriends torso and his legs around his waist. He buried his face into Alastors ribs area, and the Radio demon obliviously wrapped an arm around his lover.

Vox the vibrated his screen against the deer demons ribs, like he was getting another message but it was a bit longer. In response, Alastor jumped and snickered quietly.

"D-Dear-.. Could you please-" His sentence was cut short when the TV headed demon did it again, but this time longer and one of his hands spidered across his partners tummy.

The reactio was immediate. Alastor dropped his book and burst into staticy cackles. Trying to push his partner away but not wanting to hurt him either.

"Whats the matter, Ally?~ Too ticklish?~" Vox says playfully, looking at his boyfriends face for a moment. Relishing in the sight of a genuine smile on the deer demons face.

But... One problem happened. Vox flustered himself. Second hand Lee mood... Fuck.

He stopped his assault and it was clear the Radio demon didn't let this little fact go unnoticed. He quickly switched their positions, now sitting on Voxs thighs and looking down at his lover.

"My, my, how the tables have turned~ Did someone fluster themself? How cute~" Alastor teases with a smile, this one more evil then the one before. He then started wiggling his fingers so close to his partners sides but not making contact.

"Whahahait! Ahal-.." Vox was already giggling and the Radio demon hasn't even made contact yet.

"I haven't even touch you yet, darling~"

"Shuhut it, I knohohw!"

Oh. The squeal that left the TV headed demon after the Radio demon started scribbling his fingers all over Voxs tummy and sides... Alastor winced himself and his ears pinned back for a moment.

"Must you be so loud, dear? Its really not that serious, why make such a fuss~"

"Gahahahaha! Ahahal! Ihihit tihickles! Ihit tickles! Plehehease!"

"Well, that's the point, silly! Its supposed to tickle and make you laugh your goofy little head off! And it seems to be doing just the trick!"

Vox damn near shrieked when his boyfriend tickled his ribs with one hand and squeezed his hips with the other. Holy shit, if thought it tickled before... He was in for it now!

"OHOHO gohohd! Nohoht *Hic!* there! Alahastor!!"

"Thats my name, screen-bean, don't where it out~"

Oh. That got to Vox. His screen flushed and his internal fans kicked on pretty quickly. Alastor wasn't really one for pet names, he found them more demeaning than anything but this little one seemed to stick. It was rather cute to him how much it made his lover flush.

"NOHO MOHORE! *Hic!* *Hic!* Plehehease!"

"Hmmm, alright, alright. Fine, but only because you asked sooo nicely~"

With that the Radio demon ceased his attack, chuckling softly as he watch his lover curl up and melt into a little puddle of breathy giggles. It really was a sight...

"Cruhuel... And evil!" Vox says as he gathers himself.

"Well, you know me, darling" Alastor says with a smile, kissing the top of his lovers screen.

"Yeah... I know you're a piece of shit! A-And a sadistic asshole. And an absolute softie" Vox says with a smile, wrapping his arms around the Radio demon and buried his face into his lovers chest.

"*Sigh* I will not confirm nor deny what you said is true. But.. I think we both know the answer" He says with a softer smile, holding the TV host close.

Things always felt so right in the arms of your loved one, and while they would have to act like enemies once again tommorow. It just means that they'll cherish today all the more.

#hazbin hotel tickle #ler!alastor #lee!alastor #ler!vox #lee!vox #radiostatic #lots and lots of fluff #Soo much fluff

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sturniolowhore · 4 months

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☁️ BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND #1

summary ⎯ venus has had her eyes on her brother's best friend chris for as long as she can remember but she is far too scared that's all she is to him, his best friend's little sister. what happens when she realises he sees her in a different light and how will she and chris keep it hidden from her brother who has always told his friends never to meddle about with his sister?

part two! ♯ part three! ♯ part four! ♯ part five!

♯ part six!

warnings ⎯ suggestive and sexual, eventual smut, chris x fem!oc, fluff, cursing, kind of angst (?), not proofread

A/N ⎯ finally working on something with parts to it so i'm excited!! as a reminder, leo and venus do not exist irl, i just chose any random names for the sake of the story.

i hope you enjoy <3

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

"vee! i think that's chris, can you let him in and tell him i'll be down in five minutes?" venus' brother leo asks her from upstairs, most likely doing something last minute as he always is.

she yells a quick response before heading towards the door, a nervous feeling bubbling up inside of her that always forms when she so much as thinks about chris. honestly speaking, she's liked him for years and everytime he comes over to hang out with her brother, she has to try and act as though she doesn't feel anything towards him. it's hard to do so when he's just so fucking hot and everything about him sends her into a spiral from his voice to his personality and everything in between.

she puts her thoughts aside quickly and opens the door after a brief nervous exhale and comes face to face with what she can only describe as the most gorgeous being she has ever seen, literally. he grins at her with that beautiful smile and she tries her utmost hardest not to fold right then and there at the sight.

"alright saturn?" he asks her, ruffling her hair in greeting as he steps into the house, shutting the door behind him and sliding his shoes off in the meantime.

chris and leo have been friends since they were very young and with that came a friendship between chris and venus. venus likes to think they're close given how long they've known each other but she knows her friendship with him will never surpass the one with him and her brother. he's basically acted like she's leo's little sister for their entire lives so she always doubts things but at the same time, it's reassuring to know chris will never hurt her because of leo.

she isn't actually sure when the nickname saturn appeared but as much as she pretends it annoys her, she's grown rather fond of it. maybe it's the way chris thinks it's the funniest thing in the world that expands her love for it but who's really paying any mind to that?

she smiles softly at him and nods her head before she can stare at him for too long and dwell on the feeling of his hand on her head, "i'm good, how are you?"

"i'm good, better now that i'm not arguing with nick and matt about pointless shit," his tone is slightly angry as he speaks about them and she mentally scolds herself for finding it attractive.

"lee's said he's going to be like five minutes, you can just wait in the living room," she tells him before making her way to the stairs in the hallway to get away without embarrassing herself somehow but before she can get too far, his hand catches her wrist and she turns to face him with somewhat wide eyes.

"don't leave me all bored, come sit with me," he says it as though he hasn't just made her heart race at a million beats per minute so she has no choice but to act nonchalant, offering him a small smile and following him to the living room in a silence that should be comforting but just makes her think about being in close proximity with him and alone at that.

she follows him to the couch and it's slightly amusing because well this is meant to be her house but it seems he's taking control entirely, not that she minds anyway. she'd pretty much do anything for chris, even if he himself is not aware of that fact. she does however sit first, leaving him to decide the distance between the two of them but it seems he isn't one for a lot of space and sits right beside her, his thigh lightly pressing into hers.

she tries not to think about it too much but she can't help it, there's something about chris that just sprouts these sexual thoughts in her head instantly and the fact that her thighs are barely covered with her shorts is just fuelling everything that much more. his hands are placed in his lap and she has to fight the urge to replace them with her own. just his best friend's little sister, she reminds herself mentally and tries not to sigh at the thought.

he turns to her with a curious look on his face and her eyes flicker to the slightest stubble decorating his chin, "lee told me you won the volleyball tournament, that's so fucking sick. i'm so proud of you."

chris sturniolo is proud of her. god he needs to get away immediately so she can scream her happiness into a pillow. but of course, he's right here so she remains calm, still beaming at him but not scaring him off in the process. she gives him a large grin that he returns so fucking beautifully.

"thank you," is all she can manage to get out, too occupied by the way his body is extremely close to hers.

he evidently isn't done with the conversation though because he starts to speak again easily, "so what's next? are you going to become a famous player so i can come to your games and cheer you on from the crowds?"

her heart flutters at the thought of chris coming to watch her play, coming to a game just for her but she quickly stops before she gets too far ahead. he isn't saying anything in the way she wants, he's just being his pure and friendly self.

"oh yeah, nevermind that, i'll give you special vip passes and you can watch from a private area and greet me after every match with signature goldfish," she jokes, remembering their common love for goldfish.

"goldfish? after you won a match? lame! i'll give you a little kiss instead," he beams at her and she rolls her eyes at him as a response.

there's also that. chris jokingly flirts with venus at every opportunity he gets and if she wasn't so used to seeing him flirt with other people, she might even think it was real but no such luck. all she can do when he acts in such a manner is shut him down instantly and act like her heart doesn't beat to the sound of his voice.

"c'mon saturn, you know you want it," he teases and all she can think is i really fucking do.

but of course she can't tell him that so she lies straight though her teeth, "as if i want that stinking mouth anywhere near me."

he laughs at her words before he settles on his own, "i'll get you to crack one day just wait for it. i'll make the fuck out with-" and then he stops mid sentence because leo walks in and honestly, venus thanks him internally because there's no way chris could have finished that sentence without her melting onto the couch in heat.

"chris sorry man, i was feeding lilo," he apologises, referring to the cat, and chris casts it aside instantly, standing up to pull leo into a short hug like usual.

"you could have just told me to do it," venus points out with a shrug but she's also not fussed that he didn't seeing as she spent even a little amount of time with chris.

"isn't lilo venus' cat anyway?" chris raises his brow because that's literally what he's been told ever since they got her.

"she is but lee steals her all the time. i keep telling him to get his own cat and then he can even name it stitch," she rambles excitedly before she gives chris a sheepish smile, knowing she probably seems too passionate about such a small thing.

instead of making fun of her though, chris instead praises her for the idea, "i fucking love lilo and stitch. lee you have to get a cat now and name it stitch."

lee shakes his head at the two of them before slumping onto the couch on the other side of chris, "maybe one day."

"we're gonna watch a movie vee, you staying?" lee questions and that sounds very appealing right now, especially because that means she gets to sit next to chris the entire time.

"yeah i'd love to," naturally, she finds herself agreeing and that's that.

they search netflix for a while before they settle on a random movie that venus has never heard of. if she's being entirely truthful, she wasn't even listening when chris and leo were deciding, she was too preoccupied with staring at chris' flawless side profile.

a while into the movie, she feels her eyes growing heavy and she knows she should probably get up and go to her room to sleep but chris threw his arm over her shoulder a bit ago and the feelings of his body against hers is really fucking comfortable. she attempts to keep her focus on the movie and the characters speaking and the scenes playing out and⎯

she falls alseep, not realising and with her head resting on chris' chest. she of course doesn't know how anyone reacts seeing as she's fallen asleep but when she wakes up after some time, she finds herself in the same position with the tv turned off and chris and leo talking away. chris never moved. his arm is still around her and her head is still glued to his body. her insides feel warm in unexplainable ways but she knows she needs to leave him and lee alone so they can spend some time together without her.

she pretends she's just woken up after a few minutes. okay so her plan was to get up straight away but chris just felt so warm, she couldn't help it.

said boy turns to face her as she stirs and stretches her arms, a small smile planted on her face. he smiles so softly at her, "morning saturn."

she scowls at him but she's enjoying every moment on the down low, "you're so funny chris."

"that's no way to talk to someone who let you use them as a personal pillow for two hours, is it lee?" he turns to leo and of fucking course, leo instantly backs chris up with a teasing grin of his own.

he shakes his head, "really disrespectful chris, some people need to learn manners."

"fuck you guys, i'm going upstairs," she stands up whilst chris and lee laugh with one another as though they've made the funniest jokes in the universe.

"bye saturn."

"bye vee," the two of them say at the same time and so she mumbles a small goodbye in response, following through with her words and heading to her bedroom with a foolish grin that can't be stopped on her face.

for the rest of the day and days after that, she obsesses with the little moments she shared with chris in the way she always does. it may be a little unhealthy how much she thinks about him but who can blame her? he's just so perfect.

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

tags: @mattslolita

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al-of-the-stars · 1 month

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Hello, I saw this post and I wanted to ask if you could do a one shot as a Vox x reader, where Vox has been neglecting reader after Alastor appeared and reader started acting cold towards him and he only then did he notice and tries to make it up to them. You can use any gender but you don’t have take this request! Thank you for listening and I hope you do well!

"He's the past, you're my future"

A/n: Hi, Anon! Thank you for the request! This is the first fic I've ever posted publicly so I'm not sure if it's good or not so if you have any feedback, feel free to let me know! Sorry its not very long, I tend to write shorter stories. I hope you enjoy!! :D

Another day goes by alone. This has been happening ever since the Radio Demon returned. You thought Vox would be over his childish rivalry by now but you were proven wrong when the CEO had spent over a week trying to find some way to beat that old-timey prick. It felt like he had no time for you. It was always scheme after scheme, plan after plan. Did he just forget about you? Well then, why should you waste your time on someone who doesn't care? Someone who will forget about your entire existence to defeat some deer looking bitch? If he wants distance, then that's what you'll give. While you were lost in thought, Just then, you heard a knock at your door.

“Y/n, may I come in?” You know that voice, it's one you've grown fond of over the years. The voice that you love now feels bittersweet, like sour candy. After he left you alone for that long, your only interactions throughout those days being just a simple “hi” when you stumbled upon each other in the halls of the Vee building, you just can't handle another day of being another acquaintance.

“Yes, Vox, you may,” you say coldly. The sound of the door opening fills the silent room and the overlord walks in. Vox walks over to where you sat scrolling mindlessly through your phone. Usually, you would greet him with a hug and kiss but today was different. Vox had a confused look on his face, a look that made you want to just stop the act and go tackle him in a hug but you can't give up that easily, not even when he looks at you like a kicked puppy.

“Hey,”

“Are you… alright? You're acting strange today, darling,” Vox grabbed Your hands, careful not to accidentally hurt you with his claws.

“Of course I'm alright, not like you care. Isn't this what you wanted?” You pull your hand away. Vox had a look of realization that soon turned into one of guilt.

“Shit…” He cursed under his breath “Y/n, I'm so, so sorry I just.. I don't know.. I was just really caught up with dealing with Alastor and I… I'm so sorry..” His extensive rambling was cut off by a kiss. If it hadn't, who knows how long he would have apologized to you for? You would probably be there all day.. and you did also desperately want to kiss him again.

“I forgive you, but it better not happen again,” you say with a smile.

“It won't, I promise, love,” he lifted your hand to his lips and planted a soft kiss. “He's the past, you're my future,” He gently grabbed Your hand and gave it a soft kiss. “And I refuse to let the past get between me and my future.. I love you, y/n. I love you more than you could ever imagine,”

“I love you too, Vox” you smile. He didn't forget, and he never would.

#vox x reader #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox #vox #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin #hazbin hotel #hazbin vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox x reader

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kame-writes · 6 days

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Concerning the media overlords au:

First of all: I love it! Thank you for sharing the idea with us <33

Second: Does Alastor live in the tower with the other Vees? And does Alastor still move into the hotel? If yes, on a scale of one to absolutely how sad/pissed/jealous is Vox after receiving this info?

3. I'd like to imagine Velvette's fingers are constantly itching to get ahold of that handsome deer man, who doesn't know how to dress himself properly or trendy, and give his wardrobe an upgrade. Could you imagine this happening? (Maybe with lots of alcohol involved. So that he would at least temporarily let her experiment with his clothes. Bonus points if she is able to take picture too. Vox would obviously make himself some copies for.. private reasons...) Do you see my vision?? Can you see it??

4. Can Vox convince Alastor to do more audio features within their network? Like podcasts or interviews and the like? Or are they just screams as well? (I recently discovered a podcast about cooking, where each week they talk about one ingredient and explain a recipe with it. I think this would fit Alastor's preferences very well.. tho the ingredients might not be as commonly used now that I think about it... anyhow... now I can't stop thinking about Hannibal and Alastor hosting a food podcast.. oops.. sorry, but not really)

5. You mentioned that Husk still works in his casino, if he isn't needed. Do you have any headcanons for Niffty's whereabouts?

Anyway that's all for now! Have a lovely day/night! <33

p.s. Sorry if this ask is intrusive. For some questions it's pretty clear that I've already imagined something for myself that may or may not fit with your vision of this au. If you feel like I overstepped, feel free to ignore this or send me an alastor_fuck_u. gif :D

Im am very happy to have questions asked! You have no idea how many ideas i have and dont know what to do with xD

I'd love to see other peoples headcanons and ideas for this universe, if anyone does anything for it then please tag me so i can see ^^

This is gonna get long so I've put it under a read more

2: No one is really sure if he lives there or just works there. He HAS his own suite in the tower, but he's not always there when they go look for him, and not being able to find him is very a common occurrence, made more frustrating because he refuses to carry or awnser the mobile phone they forced on him. He hangs around in the common areas like the kitchen and living room sometimes. And if they do manage to rope him into something like a movie night its a huge hassle, because he will insist on a black and white or silent film if he HAS to engage with the tv, and Vel and Val hate those.

The whole top of the Tower is dominated by his large Radio tower though, its slightly seperated from the rest of the building, suspended above it with a staircase/ladder to enter the hatch. Valentino is usually not brave enough to check there for Alastor.

Its the same with the hotel. He does move into his own room there, but goes back and forth a lot, and doesnt have a schedule. Vox tires to pretend hes fine with it at first but often ends up the hotel to be a pain in the ass to Charlie, and getting kicked out by the staff of Alastor. Hes convinced himself that Alastor will lose interest sooner rather than later, and the others just tune out his whining at this point. No one buys it when he claims he didnt even notice Alastor was gone as soon as the Radio Demon gets back to the tower.

3: I may be planning to draw this haha He does let her dress him up ocassionally, he has a few differant suits he's approved of and kept, but does wear his original the most the time. Velvette has a line of 'Vintage chic' clothing that partly started as a way to get Alastor to agree to changing his 'ratty ass old man style' by appealing to clothes that were updated takes on his era. He still very rarely leaves the tower in anything but his own usual attire.

He does on rare occasions allow photos to be taken of him by the vees (and once, later on by charlie, under strict instructions that she keeps it to herself) but no video. And none under any circumstances are allowed on social media. He has blown up a few phones that have attempted, both the Vees and employees.

4: Alastor has agreed to be on a podcast a few times, but its rare, and only if its somehting hes really interested in talking about. It's one of the few modern things he approves of since its just a version of a radio talk show. Same with interviews, he keeps them even more extremly rare, and the mystery of the radio Demon keeps sinners in fear more than him being in the public. Vox always wants him to do more since the ratings sky rocket when Alastor features.

When Alastor has done an interview it is with his back to the camera, and sitting in a large wingbacked stupidly over the top ornate chair, that hides him from being seen, except maybe the top tuffs of his ears and antlers. And he doesnt reveal much about himself when he does. The chair is partly to hide him, and partly to stop the equitment form glitching too much. He likes to pulls faces and makes gestures deliberatly made to make Vox falter and look stupid on camera, since hes the only one who can see him in that chair.

He has teased on his own radio show that one 'lucky' sinner may get the chance to be on both a guest star on his radio broadcast AND a livestream if the mood takes. Valentino had to inform him that what he's referring to is called a snuff film

5: Niffty gets moved to the hotel pretty much full time once Alastor gets involved, Husk is a part time employee, but ends up spending less time at his casino as time goes on.

Valentino is happy Niffty is gone because she creeps him out, she ocassionally hung around his studio during work hours, especially if theyre doing a scene with 'bad boys'. Vox isn't bothered. Velvette is not happy, especially that Niffty is reduced to a maid/janitor for the hotel, and makes that very known to Alastor. Velvette loves Niffty, they are chaos sisters and work on very sketchy sounding potions together, and gang up against the boys.

Niffty is also a great seamstress herself and brings her designs to Velvette like an excited child showing off their latest art project. Almost none of these get used, but Vel has fun forcing models to parade around the studio and work in something Nifftys made, they often include bugs and bodyparts, Velvette finds this halarious.

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The greatest yarn ball ever. Honestly, I need more of them in my life. I never really view Y/N as me. I always enjoy seeing them be their own character more. So y/n having an actual design and what seems to be their own personality instead of a blank. That's the good shit right there. Them working for the Vees is so great. Are they also at the hotel? Are they there for redemption? Does Alastor know about y/ns connection to Vox? What is overlord y/n like? Are they sadistic? Did they just take control to immediately use their power to hide in their room and play video games? THEY ARE SO COOL AND CUTE AND I HAVE TOO MANY QUESTIONS!!!!! (Sorry for the long ask. I just really love your art)

I'm really glad you like them! I also love when reader has more of a personality and their own little quirkys, I'm very picky with fics and love stepping into reader's toes when they got a perssonality more than when it's a reader trying to be as neutral as possible.

I'm also trying to do more desig for the Y/N I have, hazbin is the first sucessfull one that isn't just a grey blob with eyes that are Y/N in them(villainous is next i fell it).

As per this comic, yeah :D, reader lives in the Hotel.

And no they are not there for redemption, they are like Angel in the beginning, seeking a place to live more than seeking redemption, to stay they offered their services as a technician and one more extra hand to the chores. The hotel is the first place they can actualy rest without worrying about stalkers and creepy fuckers, so it's slowly being home and it's residents their roommates

I imagine Alastor absolutely does know they work for Vox, since in their uniform they have the Voxtek logo, he probably was waiting to see if they were like sirpentius but more blunt and with a good poker face, they can stay as long as they don't try to film or put a camera were they shouldn't. He is also a gossip girl and loves listening to them complaining about they work and specifically teleports into the bar when the talk is about one of reader's bosses.

Overlord reader is sadistic yes, however they take on a more... emotional approach - my intention with sinner/regular reader is that they write to satisfy the more emotional weight hell probably lacks. See Valentino's porn that are 100% only porn and no plot. Their writting takes on a more emotional catarses approach - so overlord reader is a bit like Alastor, a conman, they toy with emotions and belive themselves above actualy feeling them(but we know were this can go ;) ), their sadism is in the form of the betrayal their victims feel when they get tricked into a contract after perhaps years of "friendship".

As an informant they are constantly up to date with the generation and it's hard to pin point what actual decade they died in, they can be charming, they job is practically be the persson with the most connections in hell afterall. And their story is, Funnily enough, a matter of luck, right time, right words, and right people, overlord reader is always present and takes to a variety of hobbies to conect with people, they have always something to talk about and to tell.

I imagine they wish they could just lock themselfs in their room and play games, but they are in too deep into their own web and now needs to maintain it to have a semblance of security. I'm still thinking who can swap with who for overlord reader's world so we got more of dynamics to work with. For now I only have like, overlord Husk and Angel, and the Vees I'm thing of "joining the hotel for redemption but not really they just are broke and need a place to hide but hey maybe they can finaly have a semblance of normality and grow as people there now?", maybe Charlie is the Alastor in here and Emily got the "hotel" idea? I'm still working on it and the show still have mysteries that I can't include (like who the fuck is behind Alastor's strings and Lilith's canon perssonality so i'm riding on headcanons for those)

Don't worry about asks! I'm having so much fun taking about hazbin reader it gives me opportunity to work on ideas and maybe a little plot for a future fic?(i saw your coment and i'm brainstorming ideas for it now)

#hazbin reader #hazbin & reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin au #also the mental image of adam being dragged to hell not to exterminate but to REDEM DEMONS IS FUNNY BC I THINK HE WOULD STILL BE A PRICK #'heyyy Adam???' 'yeah?'#'theee demon princess is at the door?' 'WHAT-'

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bumblebbyxx · 1 year

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Hello! 😊 Can I request a fluffy long oneshot with prompts: "U-um, H-hunter? T-there are something n-new I want to t-try.", [she started to give her gentle kisses up and down on his neck and shoulder made his face went completely red with steam coming out of his adorable ears then he instinctively moved his head to the side to make more room for her], "S-should I c-continue?", "O-oh! Sorry! I d-didnt mean to make you uncomfortable, Hunter." & "No! *cough*, no I was just... Caught off guard, please keep going, Y/n." about what kind of reaction Hunter (TOH) has when his shy!female!human!reader shyly started to give her gentle kisses up and down on his neck and shoulder for love affections in guest room at Luz's home in Human Realm? Hint#1: Hunter's neck is so super sensitive. Hint#2: Hunter really enjoyed to receive her neck kisses from her. I really love to see Hunter's blushing reaction to it! 😆 I live for flustered and touch-starved Hunter! 💘 Please??

Thank you for your request, miss Butterfly ~

TW: mild self isolation, neck kisses, shoulder kisses

Contains: fluff

Prompt: In the Noceda’s guest room, Y/N has a plan to cheer her boyfriend up.

It had been a long night. Firstly, everyone had gone out for groceries, and that got out of hand quickly. Then, Gus and Willow ran out of the house to get some ice cream from the truck, which panicked Camila greatly.

Now, thankfully, everyone was calm and happy downstairs, eating from this strange ‘Mcdonalds’ food restaurant. Y/N didn’t quite like the smell of the greasy food, so she had excused herself from the table, instead deciding to make a little salad bowl.

Plus, she was getting worried about Hunter. He seemed very out of it, these days. Tired, perhaps. At least that was what Y/N told herself. Ever since the group had escaped the Demon Realm, he seemed to be isolating himself. She hated seeing her boyfriend like that.

Now, he locked himself up in the guest room after grocery shopping. Luz, Camila, and Gus had tried getting him out, but he hadn’t replied to any of them.

Y/N walks up the stairs, gazing at old pictures of baby Luz and newer ones with Vee. She smiles softly. Camila was really nice to let everyone stay.

She reaches the end of the staircase, and moves to the guest room. Her curled up fist hesitates as it hovers from the wood. Would Hunter even reply to her? Would he tell her to leave in anger? She could feel little tears pricking up her eyes as she thought of the scenario.

No. She had to at least check if he was okay.

She knocks.

“Miss Camila, I’m not really hungry right now.” she hears his muffled voice.

“Hunter? Hunter, it’s me, Y/N.” she bites her lip, as if flinching for the trace of anger in his voice when he would address her.

“Y/N?”

She hears footsteps, and the door opens. There he stands, towering over her small height, blonde hair a mess and eyes dark.

“What are you doing here? I thought Luz and Miss Camila bought you guys food.” he asks, voice softening as he gazes at her.

Y/N gulps. “I wasn’t hungry.” she replies.

“But you have to eat. You must. Even a little.”

She shakes her head, “No, I had some salad. Everything’s okay with me.”

“Oh.” he glances down, but a little smile creeps onto his lips, as if relieved. “That’s good.”

“M-may I come in?” her lip quivers as she embraces the ‘no’ she knew would come out of his mouth.

“Of course.” he moves out of the way, revealing the dark room, the only light a golden lava lamp illuminating a corner.

She steps in. “Have you been asleep all this time?” she questions as she sits at the foot of his bed. Hunter nods a little, “I have. I’m, uh, a little tired,”

“It’s good you’re getting enough sleep now.” she gives him a quiet smile, and Hunter’s ears pinken slightly at the sight of his girlfriend’s lips upturning. A hand touches her cheek softly,

“You always are so beautiful.”

“Hunter, I…” she gulps, face reddening.

“Oh, Titan!” his hand melts off of her face, “Sorry, are you getting uncomfortable? I-I’ll stop.”

“No, no. Not at all.” she replies, flustered, “I was just….caught off guard. That’s all.” avoiding his eyes she adds, “I like it when you put your hand on my cheek.”

He blinks, then red spreads across his face. He slowly places his hand back, rubbing softly, and Y/N leans into the touch.

“I’m sorry.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, dropping his voice down to a whisper, “For ignoring you. Ignoring everyone. I just….”

“I understand, Hunty.” She hopes the nickname will comfort him. And it does. A little laugh escapes his lips.

“Y/N. Always an angel.”

And his eyes flick down to her lips, and hers gaze at his. She moves her head, closing the gap in between them.

Hunter moves in, lips crashing with another. It was soft, it was shy.

It was everything she dreamed of.

They both pull away, for air. Hunter’s ears are fully red, whilst Y/N’s cheeks are pink.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t ask.”

“No, it’s quite alright. I-I think I want to do it again, actually.” she says shyly, tucking a stray hair under her ear.

“Y-you do?” his eyes widened.

She gives him a quick peck on his lips, “I do.”

He sighs in content, before leaning on her shoulder. A few minutes of silence pass.

“H-Hunter?”

“Yes, N/N?”

“T-there’s something n-new I want to try.”

“Go ahead.” he smiles at her. She takes in a breath, before moving her soft lips against the side of Hunter’s neck, kissing it.

He sharply sucks in some air, sighing.

“Your neck is so sensitive.” she says as she moves to another side, kissing the skin. He shuts his eyes.

“Is this alright with you?” she asks tentatively. He nods.

“It's alright with me, N/N.”

He feels her warm lips move across his neck, mellow pecks that are lush and sweet. She shifts her head to his shoulder, slowly moving the fabric of his shirt away to land another kiss on it. His reddened face goes even deeper when she nuzzles her face in the crook of his neck, giving his jawline three gentle kisses. They both fall over, muffled laughs as Hunter props himself onto a pillow.

With one last, chaste and soft kiss on the lips, Hunter wraps his hand around Y/N.

“I love you so much.”

#hunter toh x reader #shy female y/n #neck kisses #shoulder kiss #gentle kiss #oneshot #fluff #the owl house

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windy-babe · 2 years

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So i made my own bingo for Thanks to Them :D

Explanation:

Kiss: yeah, another COTH Lumity kiss, Camila kissing in the head one of the kids after a emotional talk, MY HUNTLOW FOREHEAD KISS, i don't care i just NEED AFECTTION

Gus talks about Matt: listen, i know that it's not gonna happen BUT LET ME DREAM

Belos finds out about Hunter's crush on Willow: I NEED THIS, I NEED BELOS BEING MAD AT HUNTER JUST FOR HAVING FEELINGS, I NEED HIM TO BE SO FRUSTRATED BECAUSE THE HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF, I NEED HUNTER BEING ASHAMED OF IT EVEN IF HE DOESN'T WANT TO, what if Hunter denys it just so he can protect himself and Willow but she listen to it and think that he really doesn't feel anything for her I NEED HUNTER PROTECTING WILLOW, I NEED HUNTER FUCKING EMBRACING HIS OWN FEELINGS AND USING THEM AS A REASON TO CONFRONT BELOS, I NEED ANGST, I NEED MY "Caleb it's not the only one who fell for a witch" MOMENT

Boiling Islands: The first special probably it's gonna be just about the kids, but probably, maybe at the end, we are gonna see how the BI are

Camila and Vee being a par de chismosas: LISTEN TO ME IF CAMILA AND VEE DON'T TALK ABOUT THE TEENAGE DRAMA THIS KIDS HAVE IM GONNA EXPLODE "so did Gus told you who is that Matt that got him with the head up in the clouds?" "no, but i saw Amity making a gift for Luz" "OMG and it's pretty?"

Willow being the mother of the gang: i know Camila its there but... Pls

"Byeeeee!": you know what im talking about AND DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT BECAUSE YOU WANT IT TOO

Luz's meltdown: when i thought about it i pictured Luz being mad for a lot of things (the BI, Belos, Amity wanting to know Phillip's thing, her classmates) and then she goes to her room, watch the palisman egg and get even mader because it isn't broken yet, and then it happens, she can't with it anymore.

Big fight scene: we obviously are gonna get it BUT I really want Hunter, Willow and Amity being the protagonist of it.

Lumity argument: Luz its keeping secrets again, and thats not good.

Amity talks about Odalia: i want her having a heart to heart talk with Camila about Odalia, but only the mention of Odalia its fine for me.

Gus knows everything: like, he probably KNOWS EVERYTHING, but he doesn't seem to show signs of it in the sneek peak, so maybe he its keeping it all for himself

Another Hunter's meltdown: listen to me, Hunter's meltdown in EL it's one of my favorite scenes in the show, I want another one but hey! This meltdown can have a happy ending now :D

Problems involving Luz's classmates: they keep bulling Luz, they start bulling the kids (knowing they are friends of Luz or don't), someone flirt with Amity, idk and idc I want school drama and I want Luz defending herself and her friends

Willow get a chance of wreck belos: she doesn't have to do it, i just want a scene of her going for him just like she did with Kikimora in COTH, even if she fails

Huntlow argument: Willow and Hunter didn't had a talk in screen since ASIAS, so i thought "hey, it wouldn't be funny if the first talk... After a long time... Its an argument?" Hunter it's also keeping secrets from her and maybe with Amity's influence she could get insecure about it, so she is gonna try to talk and he is gonna freak out and you know the rest

Thats all, byeeee!

#the owl house #toh #toh bingo #the owl house bingo #lumity #huntlow #gustholomule #im not gonna tag all the characters #the owl house season 3 #toh season 3 #toh predictions #the owl house predictions

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Writer's block is legitimately killing me so I'm doing a whole mini character study on the tss characters in my au. Here's Virgil and Remus.

Virgil is the spymaster. Not the guy cloaked in shadows and riches who directs the spies — oh HELL no. He's the tattered servant that none of the rich people think twice about. He's paid very handsomely by the king (Thomas, in this) to listen in on conversations and gossip and report it back to him. Virgil loves his job. Nobody expects him to be the one who has all the secrets and yet he does. He reports them to Thomas and his advisor (Janus, in this case) and then they are the ones who send out the spies and handle their diplomacy based on the new news.

Think meek and shy man in one room absolutely shedding the facade and going back to confident and scathingly judgemental (like Janus stops pretending to be Patton in that one episode). He's obviously still himself but he's got a sensitive job.

Remus is Thomas' son — one of them, at least. He (along with Roman) are princes who are also training to become knights. Or maybe they're knights already. I haven't decided. But he's known for being the scarier of the two and the one you don't mess with. The rumors about him are WILD. He's truly harmless but there are rumors about him threatening someone for simply coughing in the same room... It's a fake rumor, but one nonetheless. He's really just a sort of interesting guy. He likes the macabre. He's also SEVERELY understimulated doing diplomat work so he usually doesn't. He does a lot of strategy in battles and is known to be quite ruthless. Obviously y'know save the innocent but the people coming against his own army? P i s s o f f.

Also they probably work together. Or the stuff Virgil tells Thomas gets told to Remus by Thomas.

Are they gay for each other in this? Haven't decided! Probably. I still need to iron out relationships and stuff. And everyone's jobs. And roles. And quite possibly the plot. Mostly the plot. Entirely the plot.

Help the writers block is so intense. I wanna throw myself against the wall like wet spaghetti. But like have my sillies^ and tell me what you think

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Holy shit this AU sounds S O fucking cool oml!!! L O V E how nobody expects Vee to have all the secrets manz has a role to play and he's gonna do it right XD Also L O V E Ree being a man of strategy and ruthlessness in combat he's gonna do everything in his power to protect his people but he does what he does regardless of false rumors he's just a soon to be Knight trying to get by <3 (King!Thomas is a very underrated concept and I'm O B S E S S E D thank you)

#the writer's block is so R E A L but be sure not to force yourself to write take your time at your own pace there's no rush <3 #sort of ->#dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #roman sanders #character!thomas #ts remus #ts virgil #ts janus #ts roman #sanders sides #thomas sanders #asks #answers #👑 anon #not a countdown

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so I wanted to try writing something because idk it's fun and I decided to start a little fanfic on an au. Basically (I'm still working out some of it) Philip is Hunter's abusive Uncle that keeps him locked up in the old house then one day he finds a little girl (vee) out on her own so he decides to kidnap her so hunter can have a little friend (I mean he doesn't really care about hunter being happy he just hopes he'll be a little less clingy) then about two months later the authorities find out who kidnapped vee and arrest Philip. Also Sorry if there's anything in it that doesn't make sense or is incorrect I didn't really know how this kind of stuff would work and I didn't want to research.

Chapter 1

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Hunter woke up to the sound of people arguing; which was strange, there was never anyone else in the house besides him, Uncle Philip, and Vee. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and looked over at Vee, peacefully sleeping. He was tempted to go downstairs and investigate, but he though it better to stay with Vee. Plus, his uncle would probably get mad if he did.

Since Vee wasn't awake and he couldn't go see what was happening, he decided to clean up the area a little. Uncle had let Vee and him make a pillow fort in their room the other night, meaning there were pillows, blankets, and toys strewn about all over the floor. He was almost done picking up when he heard footsteps, followed by knocking on the door.

"Yes?" he asked softly, holding on to a pink frog plushy.

The door creaked open and a tall woman with short, dirty blond hair, held up in a ponytail walked in. She was met by the ten-year-old boy looking up at her. The women crouched down to his level before speaking.

"Hey there buddy." she smiled "I'm here to help you. Have you seen a little girl by the name of Vee around here?"

Hunter tensed up a bit. "Yeah, she's sleeping right there." he informed her quietly, pointing to where the girl was sleeping in a pile of pillows.

"Thank you." she said getting up and moving over to the girl, picking her up gently. "Come, follow me." she instructed. Hunter looked around nervously before timidly walking close to the women, still hugging the plush tight.

They snuck quietly down the stairs to the dimly lit living room, the house seemingly empty.

The women led him outside. He squinted in the bright sunlight, trying to shield his eyes with his hand. When he adjusted he looked around, taking in the scene. There were a couple of cars, and people going in and out of the house while talking. They all looked so serious.

The women set Vee down on the ground, shaking her carefully to wake her up. Vee opened her eyes slightly and rubbed the sleep out, looking up at the women. "Hey there Vee, I'm here to get you back to your mama, alright?" she told the girl.

"Mama." Vee smiled, then sat up, looking around. " Wait, where's Hunter?" Vee asked "Is he ok?"

"Is this him?" The woman questioned, reaching behind herself, gingerly grabbing Hunter's arm, and pulling him over into Vee's vision. He had been watching all the grownups going in and out of the house.

Vee smiled "Yeah." she said.

Hunter looked around again

"Where's Uncle?" Hunter asked, looking up at the woman.

"Oh, well, he's going somewhere far away, and you won't be able to see him for a while, but you'll be ok I promise we'll find you a good home with loving parents." she said, puting a hand on the boy's shoulder.

"What?" he asked, starting to shake a little. "D-did he die?" Hunter's voice cracked.

"No no no, he's not dead, he's just in jail" the woman reassured, seeing the boy's panicked face.

"Oh..." he said, looking down.

"Hey Bree, Camila said she's almost here, so get Vee ready-" said a voice from behind them. He paused before speaking again. "Who's that?" He asked, limply pointing to Hunter.

"Oh this is Hunter, I think he's Philip's nephew." She answered, rubbing the boys arm gently.

"So what do we do with him?"

"Well, we could bring him to an orphanage or foster care?"

"Actually, I should probably go tell Gary about the kid, this is his kinda stuff."

The man then walked away.

"Did you hear that, Vee, your mama is coming." Bree smiled, looking back at Vee. "Let's move closer to where she'll be coming from."

With that, she helped Vee stand up, putting her hand behind the girls back, and started walking towards the curb in front of the house. But Hunter didn't move. When Bree noticed, she looked over her shoulder.

"You too, Hunter. I'm not just going to leave you alone."

Hunter startled at that, then walked towards her and Vee, still standing close, but not touching.

After a couple minutes of standing there, a car pulled up and a short woman got out. She had curly brown hair, dark tan skin, and glasses.

"Vee, baby!" She cried, running over to Vee and hugging her tight.

"Mama!" Vee sobbed into the woman's shoulder.

"Oh my sweet baby, I'm so glad you're ok." The woman sighed with relief, pressing a few kisses into the girl's forehead.

The woman looked up at Bree with tears in her eyes, "Thank you so much." She smiled, holding the girl close in her arms

"Just doing my job." Bree answered. "I'm glad she's safe too."

The woman gave Vee one last kiss before standing up, still holding the girl. "Are you ready to go home, Mija?" She asked, looking at her daughter.

Vee opened her mouth to say yes, but remembered Hunter. "Almost, I just need to say goodbye to someone." She hopped out of the women's arms and walked up to Hunter, before hugging him. "Goodbye Hunter."

Hunter's eyes were wide and full of tears. "V-vee?" He choked, trying not to cry. "W-Where are you going?." he asked, knowing exactly where.

"Home." She said simply. "I'll miss you."

She was about to go, when Hunter wrapped his arms around her. "Please don't leave." He sobbed

"I'm sorry." She apologized, before freeing herself from his grasp. His knees started wobbling and he crumpled to the ground, shaking and sobbing, tears pouring down his cheeks.

Vee looked at him, then to her mom, not knowing what to do.

Camila looked over at the small boy with a soft expression, then looked over at Bree. "Does he have any family coming for him?" She asked with a gentle tone.

"No, he's Philip's nephew" Bree informed her.

Camila smiled "Then I'll take him with me." When she looked back to the boy he was looking up at her with disbelief. She smiled warmly at him and crouched down at his side.

"So, what do you say? Would you like to come home with Vee and I?" She asked, stretching her arm out to him.

His eyes filled with more tears, and he covered his face as he started crying again. Camila gently wrapped her arms around the boy and he snuggled in close, soon joined by Vee.

Bree smiled. "I think that'll be just fine."

#the owl house #toh hunter #toh vee #toh fanfic #the owl house fanfiction #toh au #the owl house au #toh hunter au #hunter noceda #vee noceda #hunter toh #vee toh #toh camila #camila toh #camila noceda #toh philip #fanfic

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