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wysteria-bloom · 18 days

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⚝ " mine, all mine "

How do the hazbin boys kiss you

Warnings : I mentioned 'lady' in lucifer's part, but the reader can still be interpreted as whatever gender ya want. Highly suggestive on both Lucifer and Vox's parts.

Genre : Fluff, suggestive

A/n : this account has been doing so well lately and I just want to say thank you so much. I love every single comment you guys send in and the support is so appreciated. You're the reason I get the motivation to write these silly little stories so thank you.

Characters : alastor, Vox, lucifer

▢ alastor ⍋

- Sweet as cream -

"Al, can you pass me the cream?" You asked politely, stirring your coffee absentmindedly. Your eyes didn't lift from your book, too engrossed in the scene that was playing out.

Your boyfriend hummed, currently in the middle of his meal and looked at the cream sitting next to him," I'm not sure, darling. Can I?" He teased out, his ever-present grin stretching mischievously.

You blinked at his response and looked up from your book, raising an eyebrow at him," Well, I would like to think my lovely boyfriend isn't incompetent." You replied bluntly, a sweet tone to your voice as your head tilted to the side.

"Frankly? My wonderful partner is being rather rude at the moment and doesn't seem to be deserving of the cream!" He shot back just as sweetly.

"Oh-hoh? Is that right?" Your eye twitched, smile dropping ever so slightly," Well, perhaps I can show you just how rude I can be when you're banished to the couch, hm?"

"What a card to pull, my dear!" He placed his face in his hands, eyes sparkling with amusement and glee," I must really be pushing your pretty little buttons."

There was a small growl at the back of your throat but you were quick to push it down with a cough, but from Alastor's perked up ears and widening grin, he had heard you.

"Alastor, love of my life, how can I stop you from being a pain in my ass today?" You asked, making sure your tone was light with gentleness despite your foul language.

He let out his typical 'hm', his eyes narrowing in thought as one of his claws tapped his chin,"... A kiss may just suffice."

You blanched at him,"... are you that emotionally chaotic that you have to irritate me to request for a kiss?"

"..." He began to slowly push the cream towards the edge of the table, a challenging glint in his eyes.

His actions basically answered your question, however.

"Oh my-... Okay! Okay." You begrudgingly got up from your seat and walked around the table to your tall deer-man whilst he only watched you with a cute little sparkle in his eyes.

You reached a hand out gently, brushing a knuckle against his cheek before cupping it. The smile couldn't stop from spreading across your lips when you saw him lean into your loving touch. He's come so far where sudden touches are concerned and you've never been more proud.

You leaned down, smile still on your face and you took note of the prideful grin on Alastor's lips as he looked at your lips," Don't look so happy with yourself - you're being a scoundrel, yknow?"

"Oh dear, a scoundrel?" He breathed, pretending to be devastated at the revelation," Whatever can I do to get back into your good graces, my love?"

You leaned down, lips brushing his," Good question..." Your hand fell from his face and you brushed a thumb onto the cream before bringing the white treat to his lips, swiping it across his bottom one,"... Give me what I asked for from the beginning?"

And with that, Alastor closed the gap between you both, lips moulding together perfectly. You hummed into the kiss, cupping his face softly to deepen the kiss, your tongue swiping across his bottom lip to clean the cream off.

At this, the passionate kiss got all the more sweeter. Alastor's hands fell to your hips, kneading the flesh like dough as he focused on the feeling of your soft lips against his.

When you both pulled away for a break, you were left panting against eachothers lips. The red-haired demon smiled widely, eyes lidded," I trust that this has qwelled our little rivalry, hm?"

"I dunno..." you pecked his lips and gave him a teasing grin," You still seem like a scoundrel to me."

Alastor chuckled lowly, "Then let me remind you of how much of a gentleman I can be," dragging you into another sweet kiss.

▢ vox ᯤ

- underlying spice -

"Vox, you're- ah~... You're gonna be fuckin' late idiot," You grunted out as he nipped at your neck, the feeling of his teeth sending literal pulses of electricity through your veins.

He had you caged to his desk, chest pushing against yours. Your bodies were so close together that you could feel a low and pleasurable buzz between you both.

He groaned against your neck," You think I give a shit about meetings when I have you pressed against me like this?" His sharp teeth grazed your skin teasingly, but there was the underlying threat of breaking your skin with them," and you're sooo fuckin' pretty like this too... I'm offended you'd think I'd abandon you in a state like this, babe."

Your hands gripped onto his shirt, giving him a threatening undertone as well," I am not letting you back out of a meeting I've been planning for months just 'cause you wanna get your fucking dick wet." You gritted out, but still not pushing him away.

"You're so bratty today." He pulled from your neck to grin down at you crookedly, an almost lazy tilt to his eyes," only makes me want you more."

"Well, you don't get that privilege dipshit. You need to go. Now." You frowned up at him, tapping his screen with a clawed finger.

"Stop acting like you don't want me to get you off. We both know that's not fuckin' true." He deadpanned.

"I can just go to Val for help." You shrugged absentmindedly," No biggie."

There was a low growl from him as moved his hands to your thighs, lifting you onto his desk suddenly. You yelped from the action and stared on in shock and arousal.

"Stop fucking fighting me on this." He mumbled, leaning in close to your face as his eyes narrowed," as if Val couldn't compare to me- are you fucking shitting me?" He seemed genuinely offended at the notion," You're both power-bottoms, how would that even work?"

"I dunno..." you tried to gain the higher ground by playing with some lint on his suit," I could top, this one time..." you leaned close to his face, an unhinged glint in your eyes," Juuuust to piss. You. Off..."

Suddenly, Vox surged forwards, capturing your lips in his. Almost instantly, his tongue is shoved down your throat, the buzzing of electricity making you moan. You gripped onto his jacket desperately, wanting to deepen the kiss even further but he refused. He set the slow and erotic pace of the kiss, claw digging into your hips to try and control himself. His other hand entangled into your hair, tugging ever so slightly to shove his tongue further into your mouth for more exploration.

Red liquid drooled from his mouth, the same coming from you too as you gasped and moaned into this rough kiss. You could swear the buzzing coming from his tongue was turning your brain into mush, making you forget about your previous grievances and think about him, him, him.

When he pulled from you, trail of red saliva connecting your lips as you panted breathlessly.

"... You're such a whiny fucking baby about everything." You grumbled.

Vox only grinned maniacally, knowing that meant you had given in," and you're easy to push over the edge, baby."

To celebrate his accomplishment of getting out of a meeting to rail you instead, he played an applause sound and people cheering from his screen to really rub it in your face, grin widening at the sight of the twitch of a smile on your lips.

"Oh, shut up!" You laughed out before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into another kiss.

▢ lucifer morningstar ⚝

- taste of home -

"Hon, I'm happy for you and everything, but isn't this a little bit excessive?" You mumbled out, a look of concern on your face as you watched him run around his office like a headless chicken to find a thin paintbrush.

"Pffft- Whaaat? No!" He waved his hand dismissively and grinned like a madman as he tinkered away at a little duck, hand painting meticulously," this is the perfect birthday present for her!" He then looked at you from over his shoulder, giving you lidded eyes and a charming grin," just trust the process, pretty."

Your heart fluttered at the nickname and you huffed, giving into his wild ideas as usual. His wonderful mind was a force to be reckoned with, and when he has a plan then there's no stopping him.

"You've been painting ducks for the passed three hours, though." You pointed out and walked over to him when his back was turned, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind. He didn't even react to your touch, continuing to paint the little ducky like it was his final mission in life.

But he did lean into your touch, however. Maybe he isn't a lost cause after all.

He didn't answer you, but you couldn't help but watch him. His hand moving methodically. You already knew what duck this was going to be, it was almost a perfect replica of Charlie.

But as a duck. Duh.

You smiled softly at the sight of it, watching for a minute or so before you leaned down to his neck, opening your mouth to whisper," Earth to Lou~..." you cooed out gently.

His shoulders tensed and his movements paused, a shiver running down his spine. He bit his lip and then gulped," y-yea-... ahem... yeah?" He could feel his cheeks growing hot at the press of your warm lips to the back of his neck.

"When are you gonna take a break?..." You hummed, trailing your kisses across his neck.

He set the duck down slowly, your affection having a grip on him,"... Now seems like a good time." He hummed back, head tilting to the side to give you more access.

"What a good answer~" you breathed out prasingly, lips sucking a little love bite to the back of his neck which made him moan lowly.

"Y-you're killing me here, beautiful..."

You chuckled," Kind of the idea, hon." Tapping his shoulder, you kissed his cheek," how about you turn around, hm? You can make it up to me with a kiss."

"Make... make it up to you?"

"Make up for ignoring me."

He smirked and turned around in your arms, wrapping his own around your waist, chin resting on your chest as he looked up at you," Oh yeah? My pretty lady wanted attention, huh?" He teased out gently with that heart-warmingly charming grin.

"No no no. You don't get to turn this on me, you tease." You grunted out, brows furrowing as you tapped his forehead.

"And why not?" He challenged, grin never falling.

"... because."

"What groundbreaking reasoning!" He laughed and then pulled you into his lap. A hand trailed up and down your spine lightly, the other moving to pull you closer into him by the waist," If you wanted attention, you could have just said, honey."

"You would have won, then."

"Who says I'm not winning right now?"

You pressed your forehead against his, eyes narrowing," Me."

"... and your word is final, yeah?" His amusement was clear," The King of Hell's word is worthless compared to yours?"

You giggled," correct."

He huffed out a breath of amusement and brought one of your hands to his lips, licking your wrist with a sultry glint to his eyes," Oh, wow... then I guess I really have to step my game up then, eh?"

Watching him with warm cheeks, you nodded with a gentle smile to your lips, "You do."

He brought you close to his face by cupping the back of your neck, pressing a gentle yet passionate kiss to your lips. His tongue immediately licking your bottom lip for permission to enter. You opened your mouth for him, humming lowly in pleasure as your hands ran through his hair.

His lips were warm and soft, they felt like home. The gentleness balanced out with the dominance and sent the perfect shivers throughout your body.

His touch to your back was soothing, claws sliding up and down; drawing patterns, spelling out your name and then his and then drawing a heart around it.

Fuck, he was so cheesy but it only made your love grow more.

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cherubfae · 2 months

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Omg hi! I'm a new follower and I just read your piece of the hazbin cast w/ reader having a panic attack and it was so sweet 🥺If possible could you maybe do the same cast of characters but with what they would do if the reader was on their period/period comfort?

Awww, thank you! yes!! Of course!! ☺️💘✨

taking care of you on your period || hazbin x reader

With Alastor, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Angel Dust, and Vox

tags: fluff, comfort, afab gn!reader, I decided to go with ftm for angel in this to try it out (lmk what you think!!) :3, periods in Hell are worse than on Earth I feel like that fits, suggestiveness in luci's || Minors don't interact!

Alastor

"Oh, dear, why are you curled up on the floor in the fetal position? Are you hurt? I smell blood." Alastor coos in crackling static. He nods his head, listening to you explain despite you being facedown in said carpet. He'll procure a hot water bottle for your tummy, some aspirin, and some bitter, dark chocolate. He'll even go get one of those sugary iced coffees you love so much. Given the circumstances, Alastor may even allow you to touch his ears, but his mindful of his antlers if you know what's good for you.

Lucifer

Oh no, his poor sweetheart! The King of Hell goes full Mama Goose mode (you can see where Charlie gets it from) and hunts down whatever he thinks you may need. He'll create a little nest fort for you, spooning you from behind and nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. He's also not opposed of other ways of relief. In Lucifer's own wise words, "Bow-chick-a-wow-wow." (As long as you're up for it, he's not opposed to giving Charlie a sibling.)

Charlie

She's on it instantaneously! Running around scavaging all sorts of items from tampons to pads to candies-- she's not sure of your preferences, so she gets all of them! Only the best for her sweetie pie!! Huddles extraaaa close to you in your shared blanket cocoon, feeding you chocolates and giving you sweet nuzzles.

Vaggie

Immediately sends you off for a hot bath while she changes and washes the sheets so that they're nice, warm, and fresh. She also will prepare your favorite pajamas and snacks, digging through some films for one to watch. Vaggie will do what she can to make sure you're well-rested, hydrated, and most importantly; comfortable.

Husk

Immediately goes to the women of the hotel and asks about what sort of toiletries the hotel has to offer. He's discreet about your situation and grateful for their help. He wants you to feel better as soon as possible even if that means your symptoms haven't fully gone away yet! The scent of blood is strong on you and if he can notice you from a mile away, he's certain others have too. So, he creates a little nest for you two, the bar is closed down for the day, and cuddles you close to his chest.

Angel Dust

He'll spoon you from behind, resting his warm hand on your tummy. From what Cherri has told him, this shit's worse than when you guys were alive. Hell really does have a hard-on for torturing people. Angel will be as vigilant as he can, getting you whatever you may need, reassuring you gently that just because you have your period doesn't change who you are as a person nor how you idenitify. You're you, no matter what your body does or doesn't do.

Vox

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What's that? Oh, shit, that's when you-- yeah? Oh, okay got it. That sounds like that sucks. Yeah, he doesn't mind grabbing some things for you but he's a bit stiff when it comes to comfort. He knows what it is for sure and he'll do his best. Velvette might tear him a new asshole. He does genuinely want you to feel better, he doesn't like seeing you in pain. He's just a little lost.

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voxisdaddy · 2 months

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Veets

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing: Vox x Chocolatier!Overlord!Reader

Type: Headcanons

Featuring: Alastor, Carmilla, Velvette, Valentino

In which Vox got the Vee’s a collaboration with hells greatest chocolatier.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ For a guy who likes his coffee black, he surprisingly liked to enjoy the occasional sweets every now and then.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ His go-to was a chocolate bar from (Company name). He enjoyed the chocolate treat so much he actually had his team reach out to the company for a possible deal of some kind-just so Vox can have a jar of that chocolate he really likes sitting on his desk when he does his nightly talk show. Something to snack on in between commercial breaks.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Lmao yeah the company said ‘no’. May or may not have bruised Vox’s ego. His company is VoxTek! That’s like the largest television and tech company in all of Pride! A chance to feature your products on his show? Wasted opportunity if you ask him.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Despite the initial frustration with the lack of legal approval to feature (company name)’s on the show, Vox didn’t let it get to him that much. I mean, it’s just chocolate. This is different from a brand deal of some sorts. If he were to work with that bitch Carmila Carmine, that would be different. Besides, Vox stills keeps a chocolate bar or two under his desk or next to him where the cameras won’t catch any sight of it. He can just snack when theirs commercial break. No big deal.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Besides, making a deal with them would probably mean promoting their general business and other products, rather than the chocolate bar-which is like the only thing he cares about.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Ah yes, another extermination. Another meeting with the other Overlords. Vox hated going to these meetings. But alas, Valentino always flat out refused to go, and he can really only rely on Velvette going to represent the Vee’s if she was in a particularly good mood or Vox absolutely could not go for whatever reason.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ While Vox sat in his chair, he could feel certain waves in the air crack and go staticky-Alastor. Vox internationally groaned. Great. Every since that bambi fucker came back, they’d start seeing each other at these meetings again.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Alastor sounded like he was in conversation with someone. Not that Vox cared, but he noted that Zestial and Rosie were already present in the room so whomever Alastor was chatting to did peak Vox’s interests somewhat. Good lord is this man obsessed with the old radio man.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Then the door pushed open and in came Alastor, the creepy smiling fuck, with someone lovely next to him.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ The fuck?

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Was this a new overlord? No, no. Vox would have for sure heard about them. You don’t become an overlord without making a name for yourself after all.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Vox gave the duo a puzzled look as they sat next to each other, right next to Rosie.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “(Y/n). It’s so good to see you after so long, old friend.” Carmilla Carmine greeted you.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ As Vox would come to find out in this meeting, turns out you had been an overlord for quite some time. How he never seen you at these meetings, never even heard of you, and never heard anyone mention you was baffling to him to say the least.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ It wasn’t until after the meeting when Vox would approach you. He put on his charming facade, an act he’s used to slipping in and out of for whenever the occasion calls for it, and held out a clawed hand.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Your name is what again? Oh you’re usually too busy running your company so you never make the meetings? Oh well, he runs a company too! VoxTek, you heard of them? Uh huh yeah what company do you run?

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ -MOTHERFUCKING (COMPANY NAME)?!?!?

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ His screen may or may not have glitched at this new information. He also may or may have not asked for your personal number-for business!

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Despite you both having busy schedules, he still likes finding time to hang out with you on perhaps a phone call or video call-whatever you’re comfortable with. He admits to himself that you’re not only quite a lovely sight but a delight as well.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ He’d keep tabs on your company. You, yourself was quite difficult. Because much to Vox’s pure annoyance, your company doesn’t use VoxTek appliances. Meaning he can’t hack shit and spy on you! God damnit!

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Cue Vox unwrapping his favourite chocolate bar and eating it angrily as he looks through the very few pictures he’s found of you online.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Curse you. Your company rejected his offer. You hid yourself so well from him unintentionally. You were so hidden from the public that you were deemed untouchable. You HAD to be buddy buddy with Alastor. And you HAD to be fucking attractive! “Fuck you!” Vox threw the half eaten bar at a screen with your face on it. He didn’t mean it though.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ He would never ever admit this to anyone but like a week later he spent 30 minutes walking in circles around the Vee’s lounge area. May or may not have been hyping himself up to call you. May or may have not noticed Valentino and Velvette walk in. And they may or may not think it’s hilarious that Vox is too nervous to fucking call you.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “I’m not nervous.” Vox chuckles though Val and Vel immediately catching onto the obvious lie. One look at the slip of paper Vox was holding in his fingers, your number, and Velvette had already dialed it into his phone before handing it off to him.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “Fuck you!” He flips a quick finger at her.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ With very little, reasonable, options Vox talks to you as confidently as he could. When you respond with questions why a sudden call to your personal number, he quickly mentions wanting to organize a business meeting with you; “For business…. Talk. Meeting… business… stuff.” He wants to slam his screen against a fucking rock. Valentino finds it fucking hilarious and pathetic. Velvette’s recording the whole thing on her phone-mumbling something about blackmail to Valentino.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ To his pleasure, you agree and before either of you know it, you’re sitting at his table in some oversized aquarium of a meeting room.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “What did you want to discuss?” You don’t leave any room for small talk, wanting to get down to business.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Vox had spent the past few weeks putting together some pitches that could have you at least satisfied with the meeting. Truth be told, the meeting was an excuse to see you again-and in person. After going through some pitches, some of them his team came up with, he made a mental note to fire whoever made these pitches cuz my god did you not seem interested in any of them.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ At least with that out of the way, you could make have some time to just talk, right? Like the pitches, Vox spent some time thinking about what he’d even say to you in casual conversation. As well as played with the idea of asking you out. He knows he’s suave and all that but his own body betrayed him with glitches and little electrical shocks whenever he would overheat.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Growing a bit desperate, considering this is the first time he’s seen you in person since the overlord meeting MONTHS ago, he decided to shoot his shot. He knows he could play it off-even if his body betrays him he could always casually blame it on maybe a software update or something. Sure that’s a bit humiliating but it’s somewhat better, right?

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “Valentines Day is next month.”

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Oh my god what the fuck was he doing

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ The way you simply look at him and silently urge him to continue has his fans picking up speed. They feel so loud in his head he’s almost certain you hear them too.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Just ask her. Just ask her. Just ask her-

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “If you don’t have any plans, I’d like to propose ayyyyyy….” he trails off, suddenly getting cold feet, “ayyyyyy a collaboration! With the Vee’s!”

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ And that’s how the Vee’s got a popsicle deal. It released alongside your companies Valentine Chocolates, and other sweets and goods.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ At least getting on your good side, you allowed some of your products to be showcased on his talk show.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ oh and you accepted his offer to appear as a special guest on his show! Mainly to promote the ‘Veets’ treats though. He mentally celebrated the ratings this episode was gonna get. You hardly showed your face anywhere or even spoke to the public. This was kind of a big deal. You were the CEO of hells most beloved and largest chocolate factory after all.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ As the show went to commercial break, Vox turned to you to see you lick and slurp on the ‘Voxsicle.’

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ “Despite how short notice Veets was, I’m proud to say these came out marvellously well.” Vox barely hears those words come out of your mouth despite him looking at your, well, mouth.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Damn… that’s kinda hot though.

This came out sooooooo much longer than I intended too omg 😭

These are unrelated to the draft reveal post but this hit with like a truck and I couldn’t get the inspiration out of my head. Thanks for reading! Likes + Reblogs appreciated♥︎

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thekeeperof-thefandoms · 9 days

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I asked a few of my favorite hazbin writers this and only one answered and it was ok but I felt like it could have been expanded on so here's my take

Vox, Val, Alastor, and Lucifer react to your love language being baking/cooking

Vox

(Starting with him because he's the one thaf inspired this).

Vox came from the 50s and even though I firmly believe he is past all the ingrained gender roles and homophobia I think he still has some internalized misogyny. He wants to be viewed as the man in the relationship, the breadwinner, the provider. He can cook for himself but it's pretty basic food (except steak. Like every other man since the invention of the grill how to bbq has been hardwired into his brain. If his partner also grills ya'll fight over whose turn to cook out it is)

(Unrelated but as a lesbian who loves to grill, and is the designated grill bro, butch lesbians or cookout lesbians are some of Vox's favorite type of gays to chill with)

I firmly believe that's why even though he's a sub, it's so hard and would take time and trust to get him to let you top and enjoy it. He's so worried people will find out and judge him, that you'll judge him. His ego can be very fragile.

Especially if we go with the Vox used to be a cult leader theory. His power, image, and success are linked to his ability to appear in control. To appear to have all the answers and take responsibility. It's going to take a lot of time and patience to unravel all that and help him seperate his personal and professional image.

That being said, a partner who uses acts of service as a love language is perfect for him. He's a busy man, so he tends to be a gift giver type. The gifts are always well thought out and expensive. He wants it to be something you need, want, can get a lot of enjoyment from, and be worth the money spent, so he puts time and effort into them. Unless he's just showing off by giving you his card and telling you to go nuts.

So you taking time to make his coffee for him the way he likes, ordering lunch from his favorite places and having it sent to his office so he remembers to eat, or just texting him reminders to drink water or eat/take breaks throughout the day makes him giddy.

If you're his assistant or something, (and I believe Vox absolutely would have his partner working for him/with him), then it's even better when you take on extra work to try and help him. Organizing his schedule, sorting emails/mail, and proofreading things. Any small act you do for him, because you want to and care about him, makes his heart rate pick up.

It'll really make him overheat, glitching slightly, literal heart eyes, if he comes home after a shitty day and you're cooking for him.

His internal monologue is absolutely raving about what a good housewife you are for him, a hard working husband.

Bonus points if you cleaned too! Either way, he adores you even more now, letting you fret and coo at him, removing his jacket and tie, pouring him a drink and telling him dinner will be ready soon and you made his favorite. He's so tempted to bend you over the counter right now, but that would ruin dinner. After you guys eat though, he's having you for dessert. Man's gonna make sure you know how much he appreciates this by turning your knees to jello, good luck walking tomorrow, doll.

If you bake treats and bring them to VoxTek he's gonna brag so much. Literally the embodiment of John Mulaney's, "That's my wife!" If you bring them just for him, he's defending his treats like they're the last ones in Hell. He has literally hit Val with a fly swatter for even asking if he could have one.

(Unrelated but like, chubby vox maybe? You're cooking is too good)

Valentino

Val wishes he could cook better. He's some kind of latino, so I feel like the fact he can't cook very well is a sore spot culturally. He can make the salsa and chips and like, help with stuff, he knows how to wrap tortillas and tomales (I picture him as like Mexican or Puerto Rican but that's just cuz the town I grew up had a large Puerto Rican group).

It doesn't help that his eyesight is even more shit in Hell. He can't see what he's doing hald the time. It ruins his art hobby too. He's overall just more easily frustrated with his bad eyesight.

I don't imagine you guys dating per se. Maybe you're his sugar baby, maybe you're someone he hired to help him do stuff like clean and organize and you just sorta start doing other things to help him. (Again I'm not saying it excuses jackshit, but as someone who worked with bipolar people and people with mood disorder I kinda see the fan theory in him, either way I think all the Vees could be sort of trained to be better people, but especially Val. We already saw Vox do it.)

After all, he's usually in a much better mood if you do and that means less outbursts. The first few times you cook him something he teases you about being his housewife, tries to make it sexual. It's not really something he clocks as being an act of love because I don't think you'd realize it yourself at first. I think the more you got to see him when he wasn't stressed, lashing out, being abusive, you'd start catching feelings. ("I can fix him", delulu asses)

He loves to be in the kitchen when you cook once it starts becoming a regular thing. He can't see clearly what you're doing but the way you move around the kitchen and get what you need, even if you're an ADHD mess and do steps out of order or at random, he can tell you know what you're doing. He likes to smell the food too while it's cooking.

He will ask you to try and make some spicier/more traditional foods he grew up with, but he doesn’t remember all of the ingredients, and it just gets him more frustrated he can't tell you. If you look them up and surprise him with it it'll probably be the most genuine, human response you get from him.

He's shocked, silent, standing frozen in the penthouse as familiar smells waft around him. You present him a plate nervously, practically shaking hoping it's good enough. The first bite nearly puts him in tears. No one's done anything this nice for him? Why would you? Lowkey thinks you want something from him. It's gonna make him paranoid for a while so don't expect a verbal compliment but he eats it all.

Eventually though, one day when you're in the kitchen cooking, humming softly and swaying your hips, one set of his arms will wrap around your waist, the other reaching around you help with the salsa, or wrap a tamale, and he'll prop his chin on your head and mumble out thanks. Some praise, maybe. Would definitely tell you stories about eating these foods growing up.

It's the first step towards having an actual relationship with him.

Alastor

This man almost always insists on cooking. He isn't much of a sweet tooth either. You tell him one night you want to try cooking for him. Tell him you understand it's an activity he enjoys and relaxes too, (especially if you know it's something that reminds him of his mother), but you want to do something for him and this is one way you show you care.

It's gonna remind him of his Mama so much that if you didn't know why he loved cooking so much before you do now. He compromises. You pick the meal and gather the ingredients and do most of the cooking and he helps prep and does dishes.

He playfully critiques you the entire time about adding some spice too it or a little southern flair. Just smack him with the wooden spoon, gently. It's gonna make him laugh because his Mama used to do that when he wouldn't keep out of the sweets, or tried to add stuff to her cooking.

Once you start it becomes habit to help each other in the kitchen every night, trading off who cooks and who preps and does dishes.

If you do find baked goods he likes that aren't too sweet and send them to him as snacks, especially to Overlord meetings, he's so fucking obnoxious about his sweet little doe (doesn't matter if you are one or not) and how they spoil him. Especially rubs it in Vox's face (not him whining to his partner so they send him with treats too so he can also brag).

Only shares with Charlie, Rosie, Niffty, and sometimes Zestiel. If he's feeling generous, Husk can have a bite.

Low-key also has a thing for his partner behaving domestically even if he isn't exactly invested in traditional marriage.

Favorite activity though is dancing with you in the kitchen to jazz while dinner cooks, holding you close, in his room usually, so he can hear the sounds of the bayou. If he closes his eyes he can pretend this is how his life went and that his Mama is in the corner or sitting in her chair, watching him, happy to see him find someone.

He will literally kiss Vox willingly before admitting that last part though.

Lucifer

It's not that he can't cook, it's just....it's easier to just snap his fingers and make food appear. He's been in a depressed slump for decades man, he's lived off of the 'want food, no cook, only eat' mindset.

When you come into his life it's a complete overhaul. Despite what issues you have yourself you can recognize someone in worse state than you and immediately categorize and prioritize. First thing first, get this man's duck collection/obsession organized, thinned out, and under control.

Second, help him work through his issues with Lillith and Charlie. Encourage therapy, be a mediator between him and Charlie (and trust me she appreciates it. She knows her dad struggles, didn't know how bad, and still feels awkward). Help him socialize more, rebuild his connection with the other sins.

Get this man a work schedule!

Then it's on to personal habits. You help him get out of bed, you're both probably a little helpless in the sleeping on time category though. Help him get a routine again to keep out of his funk. Then you start cooking for him. It just happens naturally. You enjoy cooking, you enjoy showing people you love how much you care by providing good meals.

At first he's gonna resist and tell you he can handle that, you already do so much for him. He can cook or better yet he can just make it appear and you laugh and tell him it tastes better when it's made with love. He brushes it off as a joke too, you're both just being silly and obviously you said that to get him to quit fussing. Except, unholy hell does it actually taste so much better.

Lucifer hadn’t realized how bland and unsatisfying just materializing the food was. Maybe that's because he was so depressed and uninterested in what he ate, maybe not. Either way, your cooking is so much fucking better. He actually looks forward to eating now. If he gets caught up in work or has a bad day, you make sure to always bring him something, leaving it as an offering of sorts. It almost always works and entices him to eat at least once.

You cook, he does dishes, and he will not budge on that rule. He wants to be a fair man. He occasionally boots you out to do dessert, though. Apple pie is his bitch and you've never tasted one as good as his. He also makes good pancakes and some absolutely orgasmic angel's food cake.

Ironicall, devil's food cake is one of your go to recipes. Sometimes you both make a cake and take it to events just to watch people get confused as fuck when it's revealed the literal Devil did not make the devil's food cake.

Everyime you're in the kitchen together it's a disaster, you're both to silly and chaotic. You were making noodles one time and he threw flour at you so you smacked him with the noodle you were holding, leaving a line of flour and a speck of dough against his cheek. From there it escalates. It happens every time. Making cakes together, you're smashing frosting on each other. Making cookies, you're fighting each other to stop eating cookie dough.

Once, after you get fed up with him stealing her spatula to lick the chocolate off of, hovering above you with his wings, you pout and bat your eyes, asking him sweetly to please give it back. He swoops down in front of you, booping your nose to smear chocolate on it and leaning in to kiss you, letting you have a taste of the chocolate batter you were mixing for brownies. While his tongue is in your mouth, drunk off the taste of you and chocolate you smash an egg over his head and let out a triumphant cheer, snatching back your spatula.

He's so stunned his wings disappear and he drops the last few inches to the ground while you cackle. His heart is pounding, his ears are ringing, and his chest feels like it's gonna explode. His eyes are literal sparkles. He hasn't felt this much joy, wonder, and love since Charlie was born. It feels like witnessing creation all over again, of the breathlessness he felt when he first saw Lillith.

You're laughter stops when you realize he's just staring at you awestruck and you smile, asking if he's ok.

"For once...yeah..Yes. I'm ok." He responds, genuinely. You kiss his cheek and resume baking. He watches you from the counter now, dreamily, thinking about how he's gonna marry you someday.

#hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #vox x reader #valentino x reader #lucifer x reader #alastor x reader

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matrixbearer2024 · 2 months

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I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE “GET OFF MY SCREEN” SERIES

I can’t stop thinking about the idea of Reader playing video games and Vox is just watching like it’s a twitch stream and judging their gaming skills and even backseat gaming 😭😭

It’s like my brain is working overtime thinking of this AU

Oh Shut Up Vee!

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: Yeah- I'm pretty sure Vox would literally dunk on the non-gamer Readers out there, hell- he'd probably find our concept of horror games pretty tame compared to what he sees and deals with daily in hell. Though I'm pretty sure Vox himself would backseat game the fuck out of you- he's not that great at video games either. He just doesn't have the time to really get into them aside from the basics HAHAHAHA- I'll still be writing scenarios and just adding them into the masterlist if you guys think of any. As always, I hope you guys enjoy and happy reading!

"Wow, doll- you... kinda suck at this."

"Vox shut up and let me focus."

You cursed under your breath as you continued to mash buttons.

The loud repeated clicking from your incessant spamming kind of made Vox cringe.

He didn't even want to imagine what you'd do to your keyboard when you were fuming-

Your poor controller was just not having a good day-

So... how did you end up like this?

It was another long weekend for you with the back-to-back holidays around the corner.

So of course you kind of spent it doing whatever you could possibly think of.

Productive or not you didn't really care.

In this instance-

You chose to play some fighting games with a friend online.

It wasn't your preferred genre of game, but it was better than boredom.

So you plugged your computer into the TV to get a bigger view of the game-

Only for Vox to end up popping in at some random point in your session.

He could see your game like a stream from his end, moving it to a separate screen so he could still watch your reactions.

You on the other hand had to deal with a slightly obstructive minimized box on the screen at all times.

At least he tried to stay out of the way-

"Aaaaand you're dead again-"

"FUUUUUCK!!!!"

You wanted to chuck your controller into the ground at this point-

But those things were expensive so you just put it down on the coffee table and started violently punching the shit out of a nearby pillow.

"Seriously, you've just got to punch the dude and block- it's not that hard."

Vox had been watching you play for a little over thirty minutes by now.

And you've probably won like... thrice?

Out of twenty matches?

Not a great looking statistic in his opinion.

You glared up at his minimized face on the TV and huffed.

"If it's so easy why don't you face me head on then huh? Coward!"

"Fine, but don't cry if I end up kicking your ass!"

Vox ended up shooting back, already messing with your computer settings to make way for a local player 2.

Of course most games had that option anyway, it just wasn't immediately recognized by the game since you didn't plug another controller in.

Vox wasn't exactly being arrogant this time either.

He knew his way around video games, and given his profession and work-

That wasn't really surprising.

Though, he wasn't an avid gamer or anything like that.

Lord knows he's too busy to even try-

But he wasn't going to be dumbfounded simply because of complicated controls.

So here's the hilarious fine print our tech savvy TV man didn't realize.

You weren't actually a bad player when it came to 2D fighters.

It just so happened that your friend was quite well-versed in that kind of game.

In reality- you were losing because they were just that good.

And it easily showed when you fought against your overlord buddy.

"NOT SO EASY NOW IS IT ASSHOLE?!"

"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! PUSSY!!!"

You laughed upon seeing Vox's minimized face on the TV just glitch and fizzle as he continued to swear up a storm.

Serves him right for underestimating you, but it was still hilarious seeing him just completely lose it after only five rounds.

Well, five rounds where your game character royally kicked his shins in but who's counting?

He continued to just lag and glitch while possibly exhausting every expletive known to the English dictionary.

You on the other hand-

You just calmly and smugly drank some water and watched the chaos.

Who was the raging pissbaby now huh?

It only made you laugh so much harder when his face disappeared off the TV and you realize he'd disconnected.

Bro really just left because he got extremely skill-issued.

You continued to play for a little while longer-

Without any spectators this time-

Before your phone buzzed with a message.

You were initially a little excited before realizing it was just a friend inviting you to go out.

That hope was pretty short-lived.

A part of you kinda wanted it was Vox, and that he would've forgiven you for sort of hurting his ego by now-

Honestly he was asking for it with the backseat gaming earlier so you weren't really sorry-

But it wasn't and you reckoned it probably won't be him for another few hours.

Taking up on your friend's offer though, you figured it wouldn't be so bad to just go shopping or something.

Maybe you could even bring back a gift for your pissy TV companion.

Vox spent nearly the entire day just trying to calm down by throwing himself into his work.

He was so confident he would be able to beat or even match you, only to lose fucking spectacularly.

He slightly wondered if the whole reason he was even this irritated by it was because he wanted to show off to you.

Ya know, make it seem like he had the skills to pay the bills and all that jazz?

It was just a video game but still-

The embarrassment and your laughing at him didn't help.

That and his continued losses reminded him of that one time Alastor bullied him so badly that the entire pentagram city lost power.

He was glad he didn't really get to that point this time, even if he was already on the cusp of it from anger.

His phone buzzed to life from where it was on the coffee table in front of him, snapping the overlord out of his thought train and back to reality.

Vox slightly glared at his phone, he wasn't over his losses quite yet and chose to ignore it.

"Aren't you gonna answer that?"

"I'll get to it later."

Velvette was just sitting on the couch next to him, raising an eyebrow at her colleague's more than peculiar behavior.

Especially when Vox looked at his own phone like it had personally scorned him.

First it was him brushing both her and Valentino off because of some living person who'd apparently caught his fancy.

Then it was him totally careening off the rails when said individual went and got themselves into a relationship.

Eugh- the amount of times she's had to drag his drunken ass into bed otherwise he'd fall asleep anywhere else when it happened-

Not that Valentino helped much, constantly singing a tune of "I told you so" only rubbed salt into the wound.

Only for Vox to eventually be okay again, or at least tolerable and stable.

The fact he kept swinging so far left and then so far right whenever this living person got involved was both hilarious and exhausting to watch.

Velvette tried to pry sometimes, now that Vox had nothing to hide-

Only for him to still be uptight with what he knew and where his stance was.

What a killjoy.

"What if it's your girlfriend?"

The tech overlord just sputtered and looked at the other Vee next to him with a confused and slightly embarrassed expression.

Meanwhile Vel simply had a deadpan at her currently glitching companion.

"I- zZzST- They're n-N-not my girlfriend!!!"

Vox cursed his systems for nearly overloading from just a simple tease.

Immediately glitching and buffering as he tried to calm himself back down.

It wasn't like him to lose his cool so quickly-

That slightly worried him.

"Oh yeah? Maybe stop gushing over anything on your phone and I'll believe ya."

"F-f-FuCk you Velv-vVetTe."

Vox just grabbed his phone and left, heading towards his monitor room with a grumble.

His colleague's words just replayed in his head as he traversed the halls.

Girlfriend...

As fucking if.

It didn't explain why he felt a sense of dejection though.

His phone buzzed again, this time he checked it.

"You didn't reply so I dunno if you saw my message but I wanted to say I just went out for a quick trip to the mall earlier. I'm back home and the computer's connected to the TV again if you wanna talk."

"Yeah, I'll be there in a bit."

Staring at his phone after he hit the send button-

Vox felt a little annoyed with himself for agreeing so quickly.

It was like he couldn't even stop himself from wanting to be near you.

He must've been really just fucked up over earlier.

By the time Vox had connected once again to your TV, you were on the couch messing with something in your hands.

"Ah- Vox! Look, about a while ago-"

"If you're going to apologize because you beat my ass at a game, don't bother. You won fair and square, I just have to get better at it to beat you next time."

"Sooooo... you're not mad?"

"Irritated, but not mad."

He swore he heard you mumble about there not being much of a difference but didn't bring it up.

"Well either way, I made a thing for you."

Vox had to kind of squint to understand what you were showing him.

At first he just thought it was a crocheted mess, just a bunch of tangled yarn and threads.

Though upon closer inspection, it wasn't difficult to notice what it was.

Was that meant to be a plushie in his likeness?

Valiant effort, but was it supposed to look so...

Odd?

"What even is it?"

"Ehhh??? You can't tell? It's you!"

"That's- huh??"

You seemed to pout at his bemused expression, shifting your gaze to the plushie you made instead.

"My friend knows how to crochet so I asked her to teach me, this was the first thing I ended up making."

"Shouldn't you have gone for something easier first?"

"Well yeah, but I wanted to make a gift for you to make up for earlier's fiasco."

Vox's eyes softened, he'd be lying if he said your words weren't endearing to a degree.

And... you got him a gift-

Kind of, he couldn't actually get it but it was the thought that counts.

You wanted to make him feel better because you thought you upset him.

That- that realization made Vox feel a little funny.

When you looked back towards the TV, you were surprised to find the screen tinged a baby pink instead of blue.

What...??

"Cute, still looks shitty though."

Vox's words immediately got you to stop focusing on the color of his face and instead get grumpy.

"Hey, at least I tried!"

You'd probably bring it up eventually, if you didn't forget it along the way from the ensuing word war.

Or, well- maybe it would be wise to forget it anyway.

You've just got to make it happen again.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin vox #hazbin vox x reader #vox #hazbin hotel vox x reader #vox x you #get off my screen series

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baldval · 1 month

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Since you made one for Valentine’s Day, how bout celebrating Halloween with the main hazbin cast? Maybe Charlie is throwing a Halloween party or something!

HALLOWEEN W HAZBIN! ₊˚⊹♡

characters: vox, charlie, valentino, lucifer, alastor

warnings: nothing :)

a/n: idk if i like alastor's part, he's just so hard to write imo😭😭 pls tell me what you think guys🤞

VOX:

꩜ it’s obvious to anyone that vox looooves halloween.

꩜ he’s claimed to you on several occasions that it’s his favorite holiday.

꩜ and that getting the chance to spend it with you only makes it better.

꩜ and how does vox spend Halloween? two words.

꩜ haunted house.

꩜ you never really understood the concept of having those on hell.

꩜ hell is already scary as it is.

꩜ however, being an overlord, having the control that vox has, eliminates some of the fear most people normally feel.

꩜ so a haunted house is his favourite place to go when he wants to feel some of that adrenaline.

꩜ he picked you up that night and away you went, ready to get your scare-factor on.

꩜ darling, if you get scared, just let me know!” he pointed to himself with a grin "i'll stop the whole thing, i swear".

꩜ “afterall, I wouldn’t be much of a man if I can’t protect the person I care about most.” he smiles at you and you can't help blushing.

꩜ you stuck to him like glue, laughing and screaming through every house you went through.

꩜ it was well into the night before you both decided to call it.

꩜ your throats raw and blood pumping from the adrenaline.

꩜ but even in your stupor, vox still managed to take your breath away once he brought you back to your apartment.

꩜ his arms circled around you as he kisses your face.

꩜ you bury your face in his neck as you hug him goodbye.

CHARLIE:

꩜ as far as charlie is concerned, you can’t celebrate Halloween without a good time.

꩜ and to her, the best way to do that is with a party!

꩜ she throws one once every year at the hotel, because, how could she not?

꩜ “you’ll come right? you have to! pleeeease!”

꩜ she’s so adorably persistent, eyes all puppy dog wide and hands folded.

꩜ your answer is obvious.

꩜ and it had her jumping up and down throughout the whole lobby.

꩜ upon arriving at the hotel, you were completely in awe of the change of scenery.

꩜ what once had a reddish vintage look now practically screamed 'halloween'.

꩜ costumes, decorations, snacks, bowls filled with candy, games, music.

꩜ you knew your girlfriend sure took things to the extreme, but nonetheless, it was always fun.

VALENTINO:

꩜ valentino loves halloween.

꩜ you could say he likes it for the aesthetic and you would be right.

꩜ he'd invite you over that night to spend the evening with him.

꩜ you thought maybe you were gonna go to a halloween party, somewhere filled with decorations and people.

꩜ but when you get to his house you only see a mountain of scary and halloween themed movies piled high on the coffee table in his living room.

꩜ along with a bowl of popcorn, soda, and a selection of only your favourite candies of course.

꩜ “are we… gonna watch all of these?”

꩜ "well duh. why? you got something else to do?”

꩜ unexpected, indeed, but who would complain?

꩜ it was hard to pick which movie to watch first since he had such an extensive collection, but you both decided to kick things off with the classic 'the nightmare before christmas'.

꩜ after that, 'carrie', 'scream', 'anabelle', 'halloween' too of course.

꩜ name it, and valentino had it.

꩜ you sat on the sofa between his legs the entire time, bowl of popcorn in your lap, and you silently fed him pieces of the salty snack while he unwrapped and fed you bits of candy.

꩜ it was the perfect way to spend halloween and you wished you could have gone at it all night.

꩜ but after the 7th film, you had promptly knocked out against val’s chest, popcorn bowl empty.

꩜ but instead of waking you up, he merely shut off the tv and covered both your bodies with a blanket, kissing your forehead.

LUCIFER:

꩜ you're getting ready as you anxiously wait for the king of hell.

꩜ the hotel was organising a halloween party, and of course you couldn't miss it.

꩜ and of course you were going with lucifer.

꩜ you couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement mingled with nerves.

꩜ just as you were beginning to think he might not show, you heard a knock at the door.

꩜ with a mischievous grin, he strutted over to you.

꩜ "sorry for the delay, darling," he said, offering you his hand. "hope you didn't wait too long."

꩜ you accepted his hand, feeling a thrill run down your spine as his fingers intertwined with yours.

꩜ "not at all," you replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the butterflies in your stomach.

꩜ together, you walked in to the lobby, greeted by the lively sounds of the halloween party in full swing.

꩜ you were sitting at the bar, just chatting.

꩜ "i have to go to the bathroom, i'll be right back" he says with a wink as he leaves.

꩜ "hmm so he really is in love with you" you hear husk, the bartender, say.

꩜ "oh so you've doubted that?"

꩜ "not really, it's just that it's the first time i see it in live action".

꩜ "what do you mean?" you question him.

꩜ "i mean, do you see the way he stares at you as you talk." he fills up a glass. "pure adoration."

꩜ you feel heat creeping up your cheeks and turn around before husk realises how flushed you are.

꩜ lucifer gets back and it isn't long before you find yourselves in the ballroom.

꩜ with a twirl, he pulls you into his arms, and the two of you began to dance to the infectious beat of the music.

꩜ as you moved together, laughter bubbled up between you, your clothes swishing in tune with the music.

꩜ "you know," he says, his voice low as he spun you around, "there's nothing i would want more in the world that being with you."

꩜ you couldn't help but smile at his words, feeling a warmth spreading through you.

꩜ "well i can assure you it goes both ways." you replied, caught up in the moment as you gazed into his eyes.

ALASTOR:

꩜ it does surprise you that the radio demon has no idea what halloween is.

꩜ he comes up to you and asks you why the whole lobby is filled with pumpkins and little paper ghosts and black and orange streamers.

꩜ you simply smile and say, “it’s halloween!”

꩜ “oh…”

꩜ it’s not that he didn’t know what hallowen was, he explained to you.

꩜ he just wasn’t really aware of what occurred during the holiday itself.

꩜ so you decided it was time to change that.

꩜ you told him to meet you at your room, not giving him any more details than that.

꩜ when he arrived, you took him by the hand and led him towards one of the best places you could possibly think of to give him a proper introduction to the spookiest night of the year.

꩜ the pumpkin patch.

꩜ upon arriving, alastor seemed absolutely awestruck at all the different things there were to do.

꩜ the corn maze, hayride, petting zoo (to which you found out that alastor is a major softie for animals).

꩜ and of course, pumpkin carving.

꩜ it was so cute watching his expressions.

꩜ how his brow would furrow when he tried removing the guts and how his tongue would poke out when he began working on the face.

꩜ you almost forgot you had your own pumpkin to carve.

꩜ you both left in the later evening, hand in hand as the stars twinkled above you.

꩜ “so what did you think? did you have fun?”

꩜ you were expecting a nod, or a quick little hum.

꩜ but he straight whisked you off your feet and into his arms.

꩜ and you knew that right now, the smile on his face was truly genuine.

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radioisntdead · 17 days

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Good morning, as you have requests open can I get some Velvette x g/n! reader angst (perhaps ending with comfort) romance?

One night they overhear her talking negatively about them (not an overlord, lack of confidence, whatever) so they leave behind a note saying they were right to feel like she didn't actually love them and they've left, not saying where.

Good evening my dear! We are ending the cannibal streak with Velvette! WOO, It's late and I'm woozy, this became a song fic I'm sorry.

Velvette x reader,

Warnings!

Light angst, Valentino,

The song used: Moral of the story

You and Velvette met at a New Years party back in the 2000's, the air was heavy, you had a red solo cup with heavens knew what was in it, maybe Vodka and something? You didn't know, people were kissing, yelling, and whatever else.

So I never really knew you

When Velvette approached you, you felt like the luckiest person in the world, like nothing else in the room exist, she was only person there in your eyes,

When she talked about how boring the party was you found yourself agreeing with every word she said, her voice soothing to you.

God, I really tried to, Blindsided, addicted

The two of you died in a car accident, music was blasting from the radio, you were looking outside the window, and Velvette was texting and driving,

It was quick, she ran a red light and BAM, a truck hit the two of you causing the car to roll, glass shattered and the one thing you remember is reaching out to Velvette before everything went dark.

Felt we could really do this

You once told Velvette that you'd follow her to hell and back,

Guess that was true because guess where you ended up?

But really I was foolish

Things didn't change much as she rose to the top, becoming an overlord, teaming up with some guys named Vox and Valentino, Vox was decent enough but Valentino gave you the chills, he never did anything but still.

Velvette made sure to shield you from his business, you weren't allowed on his floor.

Hindsight, it's obvious

Velvette was never scared to demand things, to order things around, to get her hands somewhat dirty if needed, if she wanted it she got it

You weren't like that, you didn't like having blood on your hands, While Velvette treated service staff like they were an inconvenience you treated them with respect, like they were people.

Velvette didn't like that part of you, she liked it when it was towards her or maybe the other Vee's but no one else.

Talking with the cannibal She said, "Where'd you find this girl?"

You weren't having a good day, you and Velvette got into a argument over her spending too much time on her phone, you said that she loved that stupid thing more then you, she didn't deny it, just said that you were acting fucking crazy and left.

I said, "Young people fall in love, with the wrong people sometimes"

You had several things to do, some employees couldn't do their job properly and you didn't want to lash out of them, all you wanted to do was just relax with your fiancee, you got some flowers and an Emoji plush to give her as an apology.

Some mistakes get made

As you stood outside the door that lead to the Vee's living room you could hear muffled talking, a voice you could recognize was Velvette's.

That's alright, that's okay

You cracked the door open and peaked in, She was talking to Valentino.

You can think that you're in love

"Then They say that I love my phone then them! Like maybe if you weren't such a fuckin' loser that can't even order a coffee without almost crying I'd pay more attention to you!"

When you're really just in pain

You clutched the flowers, crushing the stems as you took a step back.

Some mistakes get made

"They aren't an overlord, the only they have any of this is because of me!" She said throwing herself onto the couch and went back to her phone, that damned phone.

That's alright, that's okay

Quietly and quickly you made your way to the room you shared with Velvette, you did your best not to slam the door indicating that you were back, you threw the flowers and plush into a trashcan before taking out a few suitcases.

No tears were shed, just anger, betrayal and disappointment flooded you.

In the end, it's better for me

You packed the clothes that were your favorites, you couldn't take everything since for one, Velvette gave you the majority, and two, she gave you a bunch of clothes.

Once You had everything packed you wrote a note giving a brief explanation, that you had heard what she said, and that since you were SUCH a loser, she should date a overlord instead.

That's the moral of the story, babe

You left the Vee's tower, without a single soul noticing, now standing on a random street corner you took a deep breath, you had enough money, from your OWN means, to get a hotel to stay at for maybe a week? Just until you could get an apartment or something.

It's funny how a memory

Velvette didn't notice you were gone until late the next day, she thought you were being petty avoiding her because of a little fight and she had decided to let you take the bedroom, sleeping in her office instead.

She supposed she should apologize because she loved you and she was tired of this.

Turns into a bad dream

She stepped into your shared room, not noticing anything missing, until a colorful object caught her eye from the trashcan, leaning down it was an emoji plush, cringey but it was soft, it was covering a bouquet of flowers, her favorites infact.

When running wild turns volatile

Her face twisted into confusion as she looked around, spotting the note you left on the bed.

She hadn't meant for you to hear her.

Remember how we painted our room, Just like the other Vee's did?

You were gone. She fucked up.

So romantic, but we fought the whole time

It was just a small fight right? The two of you would kiss and make up like usual, maybe watch a movie after, but you had left, you left her!

Should have seen the signs

She couldn't find you, anywhere.

Vox only got footage of you leaving the tower and nothing else, he spied on the ENTIRE ring and he couldn't find YOU?

Talking with the cannibal, She said, "Where'd you find this girl?"

You had stumbled upon the Hazbin hotel, you were welcomed by Charlie with open arms, she was ecstatic, you were the first sinner to join them after the extermination.

Said, "Some people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes"

Being away from Velvette was so...

Some mistakes get made

Freeing, it was as if you were spreading your wings for the first time in years, which you were! You'd been with Velvette for over a decade, not counting your life beforehand.

That's alright, that's okay

You loved Velvette, you truly did, but she didn't love you like you did her, she didn't act like it,

She thought you were on the weaker side.

You can think that you're in love

You had no interest in rising up the ranks, working instead on becoming a better person, with every exercise with the hotel residents you got more and more confident, changing your appearance along the way.

When you're really just in pain

After you more sinners came to the hotel, a few ready for redemption.

Some mistakes get made

You met someone, she had the most beautiful pink eyes that reminded you of pink lemonade, she was different then Velvette, you couldn't help but compare the two, Velvette was so... Cruel and she was so Soft, kind, she just killed a guy but that wasn't a deal breaker in your book.

That's alright, that's okay

It took time but the two of you grew close, you'd have lunch together, eventually that moved to sleepovers, movie nights, sweet words exchanged between the two of you.

You were apprehensive about entering a new relationship after Velvette, but it just felt right.

In the end it's better for me

Charlie was excited when you went to her for date ideas to take your newest sweetheart, she was so proud of you, you had come so far!

That's the moral of the story, babe

They say it's better to have loved and lost

Velvette searched for you, you due to plot armour and your changed appearance had managed to completely avoid Vox's cameras or Velvette's hunting you down, she regretted saying what she did, she wouldn't have said it if she knew you were listening!

Than never to have loved at all

You had decided to step out of the hotel with your dearest sweetheart, deciding to go out for a simple date, watch a movie and maybe shop around and grab a bite to eat

That could be a load of shit

Velvette had decided to go check out her competition's stores, going shopping at the same stores you did.

But I just need to tell you all

You didn't see her, and she almost didn't recognize you but she did.

Some mistakes get made

Her blood ran cold, or colder as she watched you dote on the lady next to you, arm wrapped around hers, holding her bags for her.

You had done that for her once upon a time.

That's alright, that's okay

She wanted to say something, like where have you been, I'm sorry, who the fuck is this, come home! Or something but she couldn't, she could only watch as you laughed at something she said, you used to laugh like that with her,

You SHOULD be laughing like that with her.

You can think that you're in love

Velvette's hand clenched into a fist, her fingers digging into her palm making indents.

When you're really just engaged

You should be with her, not whoever that wench was! The engagement ring she had accepted from you ages ago was still on her finger.

Where was yours?

Some mistakes get made

She watched as you walked away with her.

That's alright, that's okay

She finally moved, following in pursuit.

In the end it's better for me

You and your sweetheart were having a wonderful time, shopping around and the two of you were finally getting something to eat, you went to the cutest little café, and you walked back to the hotel holding hands.

That's the moral of this story

Some mistakes get made

Velvette knew where you were now.

That's alright, that's okay

You were so happy, Velvette hasn't crossed your mind in ages.

You can think that you're in love

She didn't know how to get you, she didn't want you to hate her.

When you're really just in pain

You squealed as you landed on your bed kicking your legs back and forth like a lovesick fool.

Some mistakes get made

You had to come back to her willingly, once you were done with this little fling, she would leave you heartbroken and Velvette would welcome you back with open arms, hugs and kisses.

That's alright, that's okay

You sighed happily, a dumb love filled grin on your face.

In the end it's better for me

You had come SO far from how you were before, you were proud of yourself, you had a healthy relationship with your lovely girlfriend, you had amazing friends, and you were on the road to redemption with them! You couldn't ask for more.

That's the moral of the story, babe

You will never go back to Velvette, you loved her once yes, you truly did, but that was in the past, and you deserved better, and you got better.

Good evening folks! Thank you for tuning in! It's late for me and I wrote this in one sitting, I'm gonna go knock out now, have a wonderful night folks!

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Promo~?

As the camera flickers to life, thanks to some fiddling by a man in a blue suit, you were able to see four individuals. The TV-faced man sat back down, sighing and breathing heavily, as though he had just performed serious labor. On the far left, just beside the TV-headed man, was another man with red hair and deer ears, and a sinister smile painting his lips as he sipped on what looked like black coffee. On the other side of the TV man, there was another man smoking a cigar with pink fumes swirling around the room, and wearing a large red coat with striped neck fluff. And finally, on the far right, there was the only girl in the room, a young lady with red, white, and black swirled hair, scrolling on her phone with a bored expression. She appears the most trendy of them all in terms of her clothing.

"Phew..." the TV man panted, turning to face the deer-eared man beside him. "Fuck, Alastor, why did you insist on this camera?" he demanded between breaths, the deer man simply lowering his mug from his lips and setting it down onto a coaster on the table.

"Ah, tsk, tsk, darling. You simply don't know the difference between class and 'trendy'. Rest assured, an older camera will do us just fine," the man assured. He then tilted his head, his smile never dropping, although he looked confused. "So I suppose it's on then, yes?"

"The fuck- Of course it's on! We're rolling! Fuck, let's just go down the line. Vel, you first, because I can't breathe," the TV man insisted, drawing out a groan from the girl. She didn't put her phone down, but she did spare you a look, looking at you with a bored expression.

"Fine. Name's Velvette, youngest overlord and ruler of social media 'n shit. Yadda yadda, you get the gist, don't be a dick, don't be a fashion disaster, and we'll get along fine," she listed as though it was nothing before quickly returning her gaze back to her phone.

The man beside the young woman gave a sinister smirk, a sickening look of lust painting his already creepy face. "Heya, sweet cheeks. Name's Valentino, owner of the Pride Ring's porn industry. Need a guy, a girl, something in between? I got you. I also accept 'sir' or 'daddy'~." Creep. Luckily, the attention is quickly taken off of him when the TV-headed man feigns a cough to get your attention.

"Ignore him, ignore him," he tried to laugh it off and be nonchalant. Valentino was still creepy, though. "I'm Vox, of course, the CEO and main engineer of VoxTek and numerous other products you may have heard of, including Voot Floops, VVs, the sound system Valkyrie, and of course, the Vogitek music app, not to mention VoxTube and the like. Pleased to make your acquaintance~" he said in a charmingly fake, yet professional tone, clearly attempting to maintain the appearance of the group's leader.

"Vox, darling, this isn't an advertisement," the man beside Vox said with a chuckle, a Cheshire grin spreading on his face. "Greetings, you wayward sinners! I'm certain most of you already know of me, but for formalities and politeness sake, I'll introduce myself. You may know me as the Radio Demon, my name is Alastor, darling! A pleasure to meet you, certainly, quite a pleasure! Now then, you see, we on the AVs have been rather bored as of late, and we'd like to socialize with those around us, so... would you be so kind as to give us a promo, dear~?"

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Bare Your Soul

Alastor Hartfelt x Female!Reader

Chapter 2 - Pentious and Vox

[Unedited]

*Time Skip, Next Day* *(Y/N)'s POV*

'What time is it?' You woke up and groggily thought. You look over to your bedside table and saw the clock read 7 AM. 'That's not as early as usual. Maybe having that busy day yesterday helped.' You thought, referring to how you usually wake up naturally between 4 and 5 AM.

You stood up and out of your bed, heading to your bathroom to get ready for the day. Once done, you went down to the main area to see if anyone was awake yet. Not seeing anybody, you started to make your way back up the stairs.

'Clink, shuffle'

You halted in your steps when you heard noise coming from the kitchen. You took slow, cautious steps towards the kitchen door. When you stood in front of it, you heard faint static and instantly knew who was in the kitchen.

You pushed the door open fully and stepped in, seeing the one and only Radio Demon. "Ah! Good morning, dear (Y/N)!" Alastor greeted at the sight of you. "Good morning, Alastor." You smiled back to him, nodding your head in a greeting. "I must say," Alastor started, pouring boiling water into his mug. "I am surprised to see you awake. Everyone doesn't usually wake until 9. Sometimes even later!" He ended with a laugh. He then gestured to his mug, "Would you like some tea, darling?"

You nodded your head, "Yes, please. If you don't mind." Alastor waved you off, getting a mug ready for you, "Nonsense!" You sat down at the table as you waited for the male, responding to his earlier comment. "I actually slept in today. I normally wake up earlier, but I guess yesterday took it out of me." You chuckled. Alastor hummed, "Really? How interesting. Well, I am always late to bed and early to rise if you ever want someone to keep you company."

You smiled at his words, "I might just take you up on that offer." Alastor chuckled, handing you your tea, "Please do. Now, would you do me the honor of joining me up on the balcony?" He leaned down, offering me his arm like he did last night. You smiled once more, standing and linking your arm with his, your mug in your left hand. "Sounds lovely."

*3rd POV*

Ever since Vox found out that Alastor was back in town, he couldn't stop checking his cameras that displayed the outside of the Hazbin Hotel. But when Vox checked his cameras this time, he spit out his coffee at what he saw.

There was the Radio Demon he hated with a burning passion... along with a girl... linked in arm and arm. "What the hell?!" Vox shouted, going face to face with the monitor. Valentino heard the TV's shout of distress, "What's the matter?" Vox moved out of the way so the moth Demon could see the screen, "Look at this! Can you believe this?!"

Valentino leaned forward and squinted at the blurry screen. Once he was able to see what Vox was so upset about, he straightened his back and smirked, "Oh, wooow. Looks like Alastor got himself a little girlfriend. And a pretty cute one at that." Vox stared at the screen until there was a brief moment where the image of the girl was clear, and sure enough, Val was right. She was pretty cute.

"What is someone like her doing there with him? And where is that snake guy?!" Vox angrily shouted, his voice switching tones as he threw his hands up in the air. "Relax," Valentino started, taking a puff from his cigarette. "The snake man is on his way, and when he's at the hotel, he'll find out more about your new little crush."

Vox buzzed in annoyance, "I don't have a crush on her! I'm just confused as to why someone as nice looking as her is hanging out with that prick!" Val smirked, "Sound like to me you're jealous." Vox glitched and turned to Valentino, yelling, "Get out!" The moth demon chuckled on amusement before leaving his TV friend.

Vox looked back to the monitor, watching the two deer demons talk. When the she-demon smiled and giggled at something Alastor had said, Vox growled and his brows furrowed. He was so angry, it felt like his entire body was on fire. He dug his claws into his desk, leaving marks. 'Alastor shouldn't have anything like her...'

*Time Skip* *At The Hotel*

"Okay!" Charlie clapped her hands together. "Today's goal is to focus on (Y/N) and to figure out what she needs to do to make herself a better person!" (Y/N) winced with a smile at Charlie's words as Angel chuckled, "Ouch." Charlie's eyes went wide with worry, "Oh, I didn't mean it like that! I don't think you're a bad person-" (Y/N) cut Charlie off before she could start to ramble, "It's okay, Charlie. I know what you mean."

Charlie sent the doe demon a grateful smile, "Great! Now! Um... you're polite, so we don't need to work on that. Hm... you apologize when it calls for it. Uh, you don't make inappropriate jokes. In the day I've known you, you've never cursed..." The blonde started to pace back and forth, hand on her chin as she started to mumble to herself. Vaggie sent her girlfriend a worried look, "Uh, Charlie? You okay?"

The princess then slammed her fist into her open palm, "I got it!" She shouted, turning to the doe demon. "(Y/N), what did you do in your human life that got you into Hell? We'll work on fixing that!"

Up from the second floor, Alastor eavesdropped from the shadows. "Oh... um..." (Y/N) hesitated, thinking of how to respond. Then, a knock came from the front door. Vaggie stood from her seat and went to open the door. On the other side was Sir Pentious, who had his hat in his hands with a sheepish smile, "Why, hello, my dear-" He cut himself off with a yelp as Vaggie punched him without hesitation.

Vaggie took out her spear and pointed it at Pentious, the snake demon falling to the ground. "Wait, wait, wait! I come in peace." Pentious said, a panicked look on his face as he held up peace signs with his hands. Vaggie narrowed her eye at him, "What are you doing here?"

Charlie peeked her head around the door, "Vaggie, what's the problem?" Then the blonde gasped at who she saw, "Oh! Hello again." Pentious sat up from the ground, "I didn't come looking for a fight. I Uh, I heard that you're helping people! People who want to be... better?" He ended with an unsure smile.

Charlie gasped and ran towards the snake demon, clasping his hands with hers. "You heard right! Welcome to our home of healing, our resort of restoration, our-" Charlie was cut off by Angel when she started to pull Pentious into the hotel. "Are you fucking nuts? This chump was trying ta kill us like, literally 12 hours ago. And now ya wanna bring him in here to live with us?" Angel asked incredulously.

Charlie stepped in front of Pentious, spreading her arms wide, "Absolutely! This place is about second chances, and who deserves one more than this slithery... slippery..." Charlie started to hesitate when referring to Pentious. "Special little man!" She ended, elbowing the snake demon.

Angel then turned to Vaggie, "Aren't ya supposed to protect this place?" Vaggie looked to her girlfriend, who then promptly gave her large, red puppy dog eyes. Vaggie sighed in defeat, "I guess... he's not much of a threat without the war machine." At her words, Pentious grew a large smile. "Or even with the war machine." Vaggie added, making Pentious droop in sadness.

Charlie ran up to her girlfriend and hugged her, spinning her around, "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" She put Vaggie down and ran back to the snake demon, "Sir Pentious, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" Everyone started to make their way back inside as Pentious spoke, "Oh no, darling. Thank you! You won't regret this." Angel spoke up, following behind Pentious, "Meh, I give ya a week, tops."

"So," Charlie started, "This is the bar and the bartender! This is the curtain, and this is the new wall, after you broke the last one." She chuckled nervously. "And, oh! This, this is-" Charlie paused when Vaggie took ahold of her hand, pulling her back. "Babe, you don't have to show him every detail."

"I'm sorry, I'm just so excited to have our second real guest!" Charlie jumped up and down, grinning largely. "Uh, what the hell am I then? (Y/N)'s suppose ta be the second guest." Angel asked, lifting one set of his arms expectantly. "Well, you're an important part of our family here, Angel. But, you, um, uh..." Charlie started. But when she couldn't find the words she wanted, Vaggie added in, "You constantly make us look bad, sexually harass the staff, and have literally never once tried to improve."

Charlie looked from Vaggie back to Angel, "What she means is, it's just nice to have someone interested, for once." When Charlie walked past Angel to Pentious, she missed the sad look Angel had on his face.

Charlie gestured to Niffty who was currently playing with KeeKee, "Over here we have our maid, Niffty." At hearing her name, Niffty stopped playing with the cat and made her way to Pentious, "The bad boy is back!" She jumped onto Pentious, holding him by his collar, "Never leave me again." She said darkly, making Pentious sweat nervously. "We're about 80% sure she's harmless." Charlie chuckled nervously.

When Alastor noticed the two were about to go up the stairs, he went into his shadow and reappeared at the staircases bottom. "And over here we have-" Charlie cut herself off with a gasp when she almost bumped into Alastor. "Oh! Uh, Alastor! Our gracious facility manager! You've met our newest guest, Sir Pentious." Charlie stepped to the side so the two males could meet again, a nervous look on her face.

"Ah, yes. You're the one who ruined my coat." Alastor's voice went an octave lower, fuzzy static omitting from him and his red eyes growing brighter, "I definitely remember you now." Pentious gulped in fright and Charlie's eyes went wide. But, the blonde ran with the opportunity that just presented itself. "Well, I guess this is a great time for your first lesson," Charlie said to Pentious, clearing her throat. "'How to apologize.' The first step to becoming a better person is to admit when you are in the wrong." She then went behind the snake demon, giving him a gentle push towards the Radio Demon. "Why don't you give it a try?"

"Yes," Pentious starts, giving Charlie an unsure look. "Um," He turned back to Alastor. "Mister, um... Radio Demon, sir, please forgive me for attacking you and ruining your very lovely coat... um, here..." Pentious reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of red fabric that he had tore off of Alastor's coat.

The Radio Demon took the fabric from Pentious, bringing it up to his eyes to inspect it, "Oh-ho! Not this many people have been able to take even this much off me." Alastor stated, sounding slightly impressed. "It must have meant quite a lot to you." Immediately after, he set the fabric aflame with a green fire, wearing a smug smile as he reveled in the snake demon's horrified look.

(Y/N) abruptly let out a laugh at the scene, but quickly covered it with a cough. The three turn their attention to the doe demon, Alastor tilting his head, a little please that she also found the situation entertaining. Charlie smiled, ignoring the girls strange sounding cough, "Oh! And this is another one of our residents, (Y/N)! She joined yesterday." The two demons made their way over to said girl, while Alastor went into his shadow and reappeared next to (Y/N) on her spot on the couch.

The snake demon sent a flourishing bow to the doe demon, "It is a pleasure to meet you, miss (Y/N)! I am Sir Pentious!" The girl bowed her head in greeting, "It is nice to meet you, I hope we can be friends." Pentious was taken aback at how nice this demoness was, he didn't really know how to act, "Oh, um, yes, I do too." (Y/N) sent him a small smile in response. "Sir Pentious, let me finish giving you the tour and show you to your room." Charlie said after introductions were over, guiding the snake demon to the stairs, Vaggie joining them.

After the three left, it was just Alastor and (Y/N) in the main area as Angel and Husk went off to their rooms and Niffty was who-knows-where. Alastor turned his head to face (Y/N), (Y/N) following suit when she noticed his movement. "I take it you have a dark sense of humor, my dear?" Alastor questioned, amusement in his tone. (Y/N) let out a weak chuckle, "Unfortunately. It's one of the qualities that got me into Hell."

"'Unfortunately'? My dear, you should be proud of who you are." Alastor said. (Y/N) broke eye contact with him, looking down at her hands, playing with her fingers, "I'm not... there's a reason why I'm here." Alastor hummed, intrigued, "And what is that reason?" (Y/N) didn't say anything, having an internal struggle on whether or not she should say something. "I'm... not ready to talk about it." She eventually got out. Alastor was disappointed at how hard it was to get information out of the doe demon, but he didn't let his frustration show. 'I have time to get the information out of her. Meanwhile, I'll just have one of my little demons spy on her.'

Alastor stood and took a few steps toward the girl, standing in front of her, "Very well, if you're ever ready to bare your soul, I'll be here waiting for you. Oh, and (Y/N), dear?" Alastor placed his free hand under said girls chin, lifting her head up to make eye contact with him. "Smile, it looks good on you." Alastor said, his grin growing a litter bigger. (Y/N)'s (e/c) eyes went wide and stayed that way when Alastor took his hand from out under her chin and 'booped' her nose with his index finger, disappearing into his shadow with a laugh. 'What just happened?' She thought, a tiny grin growing on her lips at how ridiculously funny she found the situation.

*Meanwhile*

Pentious was in his room, finally alone. He quickly looked around to double check no on was near. He lifted up his sleeve to the VoxTech watch he was wearing. Pentious tapped on the screen and it lit up, showing Vox. "Well, what have you found out so far?" Vox questioned, already impatient. "U-Um, well, they are letting me stay here and gave me a room." Pentious stuttered. Vox rolled his eyes, irritated, "I don't care about that! Did you get any useful information?"

Pentious cleared his throat, "T-The only new information I've gathered so far is about the girl." At this, Vox leaned forward, his interest piqued. The snake demon continued, "Her name is (Y/N), and she is a resident here." Vox leaned back, his eyes going soft, "'(Y/N)'." He repeated her name, finding it fitted her perfectly. "Um, sir?" Pentious called out, raising his brow at the TV demons actions. Vox shook his screen-like head, becoming serious again, "Keep up the work, find out as much as you can about (Y/N) and make sure a deal isn't struck between Charlie and Alastor." Before Pentious could respond, the screen went black, signaling the end of the call.

*Time Skip*

Charlie had called Pentious, (Y/N) and Angel down to the main area, Vaggie already there. "Okay everyone, get comfortable!" The four sat in a circle while Charlie stood. "Now! With new residents, I think it's important we all get to know each other, so we are going to play a little game. Everyone, follow me." The princess instructed. "My name is Charlie," She sang clapping her hands twice. "I like to sing," She clapped twice again. "And when we get to know each other it's the greatest thing!" Charlie ended with two claps, gesturing to Pentious for his turn.

"My names Sir Pentious," The snake demon started unsurely, clapping twice. "I like to build," He clapped again. "And despite my stupid Egg Boi's, I think I'm very skilled." He ended confidently with two claps. Him and Charlie then gestured to Angel, who looked up from his phone to say: "This is stupid."

Charlie's eyebrows furrowed, but her smiled remained. "This is not stupid! It's just the game, Sir Pentious did it well so now please try to do the same!" The blonde sang, dancing over to Angel while clapping on beat. "I am too sober for this." Angel said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well get used to it and learn how to play, this is gonna be your whole day!" Vaggie added in a singing tone and clapping, smiling sarcastically at the spider demon.

"(Y/N), do you want to give it a try?" Charlie asked, sending a hopeful smile to the doe demon. "Oh! Um..." She brought her hand up to her face in a thinking manner. "My name is (Y/N)," She said with a nervous tone, clapping twice. "I like sweets," The doe demon clapped twice again, still sounding unsure. "And if you're nice to me, I'll make you delicious treats?" She ended with a weak chuckle, clapping twice.

Both Pentious and Alastor's little demon, who was hiding in a shadow on the ceiling, took note of (Y/N)'s rhyme, reporting it back to their masters. Charlie cheered, jumping up and down, "That was so good you guys! I'm proud of you!" She said, mostly to Pentious and (Y/N), making Angel look back to his phone in anger.

*Time Skip*

Charlie had made Angel put on a bloody trench coat and a fedora while making Pentious put on a sailor like shirt and hat. Charlie handed Angel a script and Pentious a large pink lollipop. When (Y/N) came back from the bathroom, she saw all the seats were taken. She went to go stand next to Niffty, but before she could even pass the couch, Alastor stood and gestured to his spot, "Take my seat, dear." (Y/N) raised her eyebrow in question, "Are you sure? I don't mind standing."

Alastor chuckled, "What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't offer up my seat to a lady? I insist!" The doe demon sent him a grateful smile, "Well, thank you, Alastor. I really appreciate it." The Radio Demon felt a tick in his mind. 'There it is again.' He thought, simultaneously confused and irritated. He brushed it off for the time being, nonchalantly dropping a small red pouch in (Y/N)'s lap.

(Y/N) looked from the rose patterned pouch up to Alastor, confusion written on her face. Alastor, on the other hand, continued looking forward at Angel and Pentious, as they started to do their skit. The doe demon looked back down to her lap. She pulled the black ribbon and the pouch opened up, revealing 3 pink macarons with a red raspberry filling. Her eyes sparkled at the treats, looking back up at Alastor, who was still watching Angel and Pentious. She sent a smile his way before turning her attention back to the pouch, tying it back up and placing it in her secret pocket. From the other side of the couch, Vaggie watched the two with a narrowed eye. 'What the hell is going on between those two?'

*Time Skip*

Dinner had just ended and everyone was on their way to their rooms, ready to wind down for the night and go to bed. Except for Angel, after the play he and Pentious did, Angel disappeared to his room. (Y/N) dished up a small portion of dinner onto a plate, about to leave the kitchen. "(Y/N), darling," Alastor started, appearing next to the girl. "What are you doing?" The doe demon looked down to the plate before looking back up to the Radio Demon, "Angel didn't eat, I figured I would bring him some food."

Charlie overheard the two and went up to him, "(Y/N), you're bringing Angel dinner? That's so nice of you! I'm sure we'll be able to get you into Heaven in no time!" (Y/N) gave a strained smile at the compliment, "Ah, thank you. I'm hoping my efforts pay off." While Charlie reassured (Y/N), they continued to walk up the stairs, leaving Vaggie and Alastor behind.

Alastor planned on following, but he halted in his steps when Vaggie called out to him. He raised his eyebrow at her in question. "What is going on between you and (Y/N)?" Vaggie asked, crossing her arms as her brows furrowed. Without hesitating, Alastor responded, "I don't know what you mean." Vaggie scoffed, "Bullshit. Why are you being so friendly with her?"

"Why are you avoiding her?" Alastor shot back, tilting his head. Vaggie paused, hesitating. Eventually, she responded, "I don't... I don't trust her." Alastor's grin grew a little larger, "Exactly." He turned back to the stairs, "Now, as the kids say, you do you and I'll do me." He disappeared into his shadow, leaving Vaggie by herself. 'He's scared of her too? Why?' Vaggie confusedly thought, even more wary of (Y/N).

*Meanwhile*

'Knock, knock, knock.'

"Who is it?" Angel called out from his bed, not bothering to get up. "It's (Y/N). I brought you food since you didn't come down for dinner." She spoke softly yet loud enough to be heard through the door. Angel sighed, not having the energy to yell at her. Plus, he was pretty hungry. "Come in." He said, sitting up in his bed. (Y/N) slowly opened the door, peeking her head in. She then fully entered, making her way to Angel.

(Y/N) sat on the edge of Angel's bed, handing him the plate. The spider demon took it with a thanks and started eating. The doe demon watched him for a moment. She then turned her attention to her hands in her lap, sighing, "Angel... I'm sorry if I am a... disturbance to your life here." Angel was taken aback. He didn't think anyone noticed his behavior today. Even if someone did, he didn't think they would come and apologize to him.

"I, uh," Angel stammered, unsure of how to respond. "If you want, I can leave the hotel. I don't want to put you through any more uncomfortable situations. I know we haven't interacted much, but from what I've seen, I thought we would have made good friends." (Y/N) said, a sad but comforting smile on her face. "W-What?! No!" Angel shouted, surprised that the demoness sitting in front of him was so willing to leave because he was jealous of the attention she and Pentious were getting.

"D-Don't leave," Angel started again, setting his plate aside and moving to sit next to the doe demon. "Listen, I... I'm not upset at ya and I don't think you're a disturbance. It-It's just," He let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. He didn't have to worry about what he would say next though, because the woman next to him said exactly what he was thinking. "You started to over think about all of your flaws and insecurities and how there's a possibility that you won't ever change no matter how hard you try?" Angel looked to (Y/N) to already see her looking at him with a weak, but understanding smile. He returned the same smile, "You took the words right out of my mouth."

Angel stood, nodding his head towards the door, "C'mon, let's go get a drink. It's about time you and I get to know each other properly." (Y/N) gave him a genuine smile and stood, "Sounds wonderful." The two made their way down to the bar, chatting along the way. Well, it was mostly Angel talking and (Y/N) commenting here and there. But either way, both of them were smiling.

They arrived at the bar and Angel started rummaging through the alcohol. "Ugh, where's the good stuff?" The spider demon grumbled. At Angel's difficulty to find what he was looking for, (Y/N) decided to help search through the bottles. She happened upon a bottle of raspberry liqueur and got an idea. "Hey, Angel," (Y/N) called out to said male, gaining his attention. "Have you ever had a French martini?"

Angel raised his brow in question, "No, what is it?" (Y/N) opened her mouth to respond but stopped when Angel held up one of his hands, "Ya know what? I don't care as long as it feels like someone is tongue fucking me in my mouth." (Y/N) couldn't help but to giggle at his dirty joke, "Then can you do me a favor and go get me the raspberries from the fridge please? I saw some in there earlier." Angel nodded, heading off to the kitchen while (Y/N) got the other ingredients she needed for the martini.

Angel returned, placing the small container of raspberries on the counter then taking a seat on the other side of the bar. Angel watched with a smile as (Y/N) took a shaker with ice, poured in pineapple juice, raspberry liqueur, and vodka. She placed the lid on the shaker and paused, looking at Angel through the corner of her eye. Before he could ask the doe demon what was wrong, she smirked.

She shook the shaker a few times before throwing it up in the air and catching it behind her back. With quick movements, she shook, twirled, and threw the metal bottle around with a professional flair, getting 'ooo's' and 'ahh's' from the spider demon. When she was done, (Y/N) took the lid off of the shaker, straining the dark pink liquid into two martini glasses. To finish, she garnished the drinks with cocktail picks that held three raspberries.

(Y/N) placed the drink in front of Angel with a 'Ta-Da', receiving an applause from the spider demon. "Bravo! Bravo! I didn't know you were one for showing off." Angel smirked at (Y/N), who came around the bar with her drink to sit next to him. She chuckled, "Well, I only do that for special occasions." (Y/N) said with a warm smile, referring to her and Angel's get-together. The male was touched at her kind words and sent a warm smile back.

"So, tell me," Angel started, taking his drink in hand. "How did someone like you, someone who is super fucking nice for no apparent reason, end up here in Hell?" (Y/N) sighed, looking down to her glass and moving her finger along the rim, "That's the big question, huh?" Angel saw the discomfort on her face and placed one of his hands on her shoulder, "Hey, ya don't have to tell me if you don't want to." The doe demon placed her hand over his, sending Angel a grateful smile, "Thank you, I appreciate that. But, it's going to have to come out eventually." She sighed.

Alastor's spy sensed something big was about to be revealed, so it alerted it's boss. The Radio Demon arrived at the top of the stairs, hiding in the shadows and eavesdropping. "When... I was alive-" (Y/N) started, but was cut off by Angel. "What the?" The doe demon noticed the spider demon was looking behind her. She swiveled in her chair towards that direction, "What's the matter?" She asked, not seeing anything. Angel stood from his seat, leaving his drink at the bar. "C'mon, I saw something." Alastor buzzed in annoyance.

(Y/N) copied Angel, following his lead up the stairs. The two passed Alastor, who was still hidden in the shadows, without knowing. At least, that's how it seemed to the Radio Demon until (Y/N) stopped in her tracks, looking behind her with a raised eyebrow. 'Can she see me?' Alastor thought, starting to worry. But when her (e/c) eyes passed over his figure, not stopping, he let go of his breath that he didn't know he was holding. "(Y/N)!" Angel whisper shouted, gesturing the girl over. "Coming!" The doe demon whispered back, running to the spider demons side.

The two stood in front of the study's door, peeking in through the crack to see Pentious, hiding a camera in-between a few books. At seeing this, Angel pushed the doors open, "You slippery little shit!" Pentious spun around and shouted in fright at the two demons before him. "You're working for the Vee's? I fucking knew there as something shitty about you." Angel said with anger as he approached Pentious, jabbing the snake demon in the chest.

Pentious brushed off Angels hand, starting to slither away, "I don't know what you're talking about," He then turned back to face Angel with a taunting grin, "Whorebug!" (Y/N)'s eyebrows furrowed and she let out a displeased, "Hey!" Angel, on the other hand, growled and pushed Pentious to the floor, punching the snake demon. (Y/N) gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. She promptly rushed out of the room, leaving the two to continue to fight.

The doe demon ran to Charlie and Vaggie's, pounding on the door, "Charlie! Vaggie! You have to come to the study quickly! It's an emergency!" (Y/N) didn't wait for a response as she ran back to the study. But she was relieved when she heard the couples door open.

(Y/N) arrived to the study first to see Angel cornering Pentious. Shortly after, Charlie and Vaggie arrived, both in their pajamas. Charlie had bed head while Vaggie had her spear in her hand, instantly grabbing it when she heard the word: 'emergency'. "What's going on?" Charlie yawned.

Angel took Pentious by his arm, "This little bitch is a traitor!" Pentious yanked his arm out from Angel's grip, "Preposterous, I would never betray you. You... are my best friends!" The snake demon said with a smile, slithering over to give Vaggie and Charlie a big hug. "Uh-hu," Angel started, disbelief in his tone. "Then explain this." He moved the books aside to reveal a camera.

Pentious grew a panicked look, looking behind him to see similar expressions on Charlie and Vaggie's faces. The snake demon started to shout, scrambling to the window, "Ah! Ah! Abort! Abort! S.O.S.! Agent Pentious is in need of immediate evacuation!" He simultaneously pulled on the windows handle and activated the call button on his watch.

A voice buzzed in, "Pentious? Wait... you were caught?!" The voice sounded amused and started to laugh, "It hasn't even been a day!" (Y/N) recognized the voice. 'Is that Vox? The one Alastor was fighting with yesterday?' She thought, already disliking the man she had never met. She was snapped out of her thoughts when Pentious started to speak, "Please, you've got to get me out of here!"

Vox continued to laugh, "I can't believe we thought you could handle even something this simple. Do us a favor, if they don't kill you," His voice went deeper and got more static-y. "Go ahead and do it yourself, you miserable failure!" The call cut off and Pentious grew tears in his eyes, "I... I..."

The teary eyed snake demon turned back around to the other four demons in the room, throwing off his watch and curling up on the floor, "Just make it quick, I guess. Not that I deserve it." Without hesitation, Vaggie responded, brandishing her spear, "Gladly." Charlie pushed Vaggie's spear away, "Wait... Pentious?" The blonde leaned down and held out her hand.

The snake demon looked up with blurry eyes as Charlie began to sing, "It starts with sorry." Pentious took ahold of Charlie's hands as she brought him up to stand at his full height. "That's your foot in the door, one simple sorry." The blonde continued to sing, placing a comforting hand on Pentious chest. He looked at Charlie with disbelief as she sang and danced, "Spoken straight from your core. The path to forgiveness is a twisting trail of hearts. But sorry is where it starts."

"Who could forgive a dirtbag like me? I don't deserve your amnesty." Pentious started to sing also, falling to the ground in a dramatic manner. Angel and Vaggie joined in on the singing, Vaggie still holding her spear and Angel pulling out two large guns, "Can't we just kill him? Shoot him and spill his blood."

(Y/N), who was leaning against the doorframe while watching the musical number, heard a faint buzzing noise behind her. She looked out into the dark hallway and saw nothing... but she definitely felt someone watching her. She looked back to the four singing demons before fully entering the hallway.

(Y/N) looked up and down the dark hallway, still not seeing anyone but still hearing the hum of static. "Hello? Is someone there?" Instantly, the static stopped. The silence became eerie and uncomfortable. The doe demon couldn't tear her eyes away from the pitch black of the hallway as she felt as if someone was leering towards her with malice. Instinctively, the ears on the top of her head flattened and she took a step backwards, yelping in fear when her back hit a surface. She spun around to see Alastor.

"Oh my gosh! Alastor! You scared me!" (Y/N) slightly shouted, placing her hand over her chest to try and calm her heartbeat. "I apologize, my dear. I didn't mean to startle you that much." Alastor said, amusement in his voice. (Y/N) shook her head at the Radio Demon's antics, but she couldn't help the small smile that grew on her (plump/thin) lips. "I'm going to ignore the fact that you tried to purposely scare me and thank you."

Alastor tilted his head, confused, "Thank me for what?" The doe demon pulled out a little red pouch from her hidden pocket. "For this. No one has ever given me a gift just because before. It was nice. Thank you, Alastor." (Y/N) sent him a sweet smile. Alastor felt a tick in his mind once more. 'What the hell is that?' He thought, irritated. Ignoring it once again, he responded, "You're welcome, darling. Though, I must admit, it is hard to believe that no one has ever given you a gift before."

(Y/N) weakly chuckled, "Unfortunately for me, it's true. But, thanks to you, I can now say I have been gifted something for no reason. It makes me happy." Her (e/c) eyes crinkled at the corners because of her smile, and Alastor felt the tick in his mind get louder. 'That is starting to get insufferable.' Alastor thought, aggravated. While lost in his thoughts, Alastor started to emit a buzzing noise, catching (Y/N)'s attention.

The doe demon gave the Radio Demon a concerned stare, "Alastor?" Said male shook his head, his attention back on the girl. "Are you okay?" (Y/N) asked. "Yes, darling. Sorry to space out like that." Alastor said. Just then, the two heard Pentious shout in pain. They look to the study doors to see an angry Niffty walking away, being followed by the rest of the demons.

Angel looked over and saw the two deer-like demons. "(Y/N)," He called out, waving said girl over. "We gonna finish our drinks or what?" (Y/N) nodded, "I'll meet you down there." Angel shrugged in response, heading back to the bar. "I guess they must have decided to let Pentious stay." The doe demon said, turning back to the Radio Demon.

Alastor responded while offering his arm to (Y/N), "Hm, yes, it seems so." Wordlessly, (Y/N) linked her arm with Alastor's, and the two started walking to the study. They entered the room and unlinked their arms, Alastor heading to the watch while (Y/N) went for the camera. Alastor flicked the watch on, an angry Vox appearing, "What?!" But once seeing who was on the other side of the call, the TV demon retracted. "You'll have to try harder than that next time, old pal." Alastor taunted, crushing and dropping the watch. The last thing any one heard before the watch shut off for good, was Vox's infuriated screams.

(Y/N) looked from Alastor back to the camera, "Why does Vox want to watch us?" Alastor appeared behind the girl, placing both of his hands on her shoulders. "He's threatened by me." His reply may have sounded simple, but hidden in his tone was pure cynical joy. (Y/N) hummed in response, then crushed the camera with her bare hands, her palms and fingers turning into a darker shade of (s/c) and her nails growing into claws. Her hands were only like that for a literal second before they reverted, but in that second, Alastor felt power emit from her. The power he felt didn't make him worry, but it made him think that having this doe on his side would help him in reaching his goal.

"How fascinating!" Alastor spoke, his features going darker and his grin becoming sinister. When (Y/N) turned to face the Radio demon again, his facial features went back to how they normally are. (Y/N) raised her eyebrow at Alastor, about to ask him about his earlier comment. Before she could, though, Alastor offered his arm to her, "Shall we get going? Angel Dust is waiting for you." The doe demons (e/c) eyes went wide at remembering her new friend. She dropped the camera and hooked her arm with Alastor's, "We shall."

Alastor walked (Y/N) down to the bar, bidding her and Angel a goodnight before leaving the two. Angel and (Y/N) continued their chat session from earlier, (Y/N) having two more drinks after her first one and Angel having five more after his first. The doe demon made sure the tipsy spider demon made it to his bed fine before leaving for her own, finally ending the night.

*Meanwhile*

In his 'throne room' of TV's, Vox watched one specific video on loop.

"Why does Vox want to watch us?"

"He's threatened by me."

"Hm."

The video cut out. Then it started playing again. Each time he watched it, he became more and more irritated. To help himself calm down, he decided to cut out the part that irritated him. The part that was full of static, the part where his most hated enemy taunted him, the part where that old-timey asshole had his hands on the woman Vox was forming a crush on. Vox tapped on a few buttons, editing the video. Then, he hit play.

"Why does Vox want to watch us?"

To him, (Y/N) was what he thought angels should look and sound like. She was his little piece of Heaven. And he wanted her. The TV demon pressed a button. "Vox." (Y/N) voice came through the speakers. He pressed the button again. "Vox." He loved hearing his name come from her voice. Click, "Vox." Click, "Vox." Click. "Vox."

"Wow, you must be down bad."

The TV demon shouted in surprise, turning to see Valentino and Velvette chuckling. Vox started to glitch, infuriated, "GET OUT!"

*Time Skip, Next Day*

"Uh, (Y/N)? Something was delivered for you." Charlie called out to the doe demon. (Y/N) approached the blonde and saw she was holding a white box that was wrapped in a dark blue ribbon. "Does it say who it's from?" She asked, searching the box for a return address. Charlie shook her head, equally confused.

(Y/N) placed the box on the table as everyone gathered, curious as to what the doe demon received. She undid the ribbon and opened the box, revealing a dozen cupcakes that were decorated with dark blue and gray frosting. Everyone let out sounds of astonishment, except for Alastor, at the cupcakes beautifully done aesthetic.

[A/N: Something like these. Image does not belong to me.]

(Y/N) noticed an envelope fall from the boxes lid and picked it up, seeing it addressed to her. She carefully opened it and pulled out a letter. "Well, what does it say?" Angel asked as he saw the doe demon open the envelope. Everyone's attention was back on her, waiting for her to read the letter. And she did just that.

"'To the beautiful (Y/N). I hope these cupcakes find you well. I heard from a little snake that anything sweet is your favorite. It saddens me that we haven't formally met and I wish to change that. I would love it if you were to meet me tonight at the restaurant Sinful Delight at 6:00 PM. I hope to see you there, gorgeous. Love, Vox."

...

"What?!"

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cryingaboutit1514 · 2 months

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that anon wasn’t me but they are absolutely correct and i feel like i should give my two cents worth about all of this among the sea of hate towards the nijisanji livers. i’m not bootlicking the company, but i feel like it’s hypocritical for people to sent hate to the talents after doki said MULTIPLE times not to since she was also a victim of such behavior (and plenty of dragoons no longer even feel safe in her community because of the immense amount of people who are only there to harass and don’t even care for her) this is a rant that just shows that the issue is gray and that we’ll never really know what’s going on as outsiders

tell the remaining members to graduate because their fanbase will follow them is stupid, acting like they didn’t work their asses off to get where they are and haven’t invested so much in their current persona. ike, elira, and vox are some of the most popular talents so that it makes sense for anycolor to force them into making the stream. saying that vox doesn’t care about mental health after his charity stream and saying that it was just for show need to shut up because we’ll never how how he’s really feeling behind the avatar. elira specifically doesn’t deserve the disproportionate amount of hate and disgusting things she received from it from what was essentially revenge porn to art of her being abused, have these people not been taught that if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all? it costs NOTHING to spam hate on your private account instead.

while i agree that the 2% merch sales and 1/4 (after youtube) of the supas should be raised, that doesn’t mean that the livers aren’t making any money and are poor as several of them have mentioned being able to pay off student loans and have turned their lives around with the money. while it sucks that selen made no profit after investing 200k into projects, maria has mentioned before that covers were more of passion gifts to fans rather than something to make money off of (i DO think that they should be paid for their projects, but that’s just how it goes unfortunately). last cup of coffee was taken down because she didn’t have all of the proper permissions and rushed posting it as a sweet gift to fans, management had full intentions to put it back up.

accusing livers of being bullies based on speculations is idiotic as it just hurts innocent people in the crossfire. these may just look like anime women and men to you, but they are REAL PEOPLE and streaming for nijisanji is their main livelihood! have some empathy, it’s hurting their mental health (the mental health some “dragoons” seem to care about so much)

this goes to say, i am on doki’s side because NO ONE should have to go what she went through, but i just want to show that there are two sides to a coin. i think that nijisanji needs better management, to allow their talents more freedom and a higher percentage of merch sales/supas, and stop treating their livers like shit! stop the harassment and move on, it’s what doki has mentioned multiple times that she wanted! don’t be one of the reasons another liver may have to go what she went through because you have an irrational hate boner for the company

also stream mani / gilty x gilty by maria marionette, finana ryugu, POMU RAINPUFF, meloco kyoran, and kotoka torahime

guys this shit right here

This right here

We need to like post this everywhere bc holy shit people need to understand

You are 100% right!! I agree with everything you just said, esp the "graduate and get out of the company" because they really did bust their asses off to get where they are now and it's a childish way of thinking

#chaotic.text #nijisanji #nijisanji en #vtuber #nijien #Kurosanji #Selen tatsuki #Vox akuma #elira pendora #ike eveland #Black company

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fahrenheitegg · 2 years

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GUERILLA STREAM

✽ pairings: mysta rias x y/n

✽ synopsis: mysta has again participated in an offline collab. he's in the kitchen, doing a guerilla stream, while the others are hanging out wherever they are.

✽ further notice: all dialogues (mysta talking to chat) fluff, female bodied reader, she/her

"no we didn't record another song." mysta said and laughed after reading the chat.

"oh my god thank you for the red super chat. mysta, you are so cute— i'm not cute— i hope you're having a fun time in your offline collab please tell us how was it meeting your kouhai for the first time."

"kouhai, you must mean y/n right? she's the only kouhai present in this offline collab aside from alban that i've already met personally a few months ago." mysta said and drank water first.

"y/n, huh?" mysta mumbled. "hmm i guess i could compare her to ike— like, there's just something about her that makes her likeable after you spend a few seconds with her. like ike, she's really likeable in god knows what reasons, you know?"

"when i first met y/n, it was earlier today when we all agreed to meet up at the plaza near a coffee shop. i was waiting with nina, alban, reimu, elira, and the rest of the luxiem members, and also mika when y/n texted us that she's already here. then a few minutes later— the weather here is cold, right? so we're all wearing coats and fluffy scarves— then we saw a literal fluff ball getting off the taxi and approaching us!"

"vox was like oh my god is that a chewbacca? why is it white and pink though while the others started saying that ah maybe it's y/n. yup, we knew that it really was y/n when she was like SWEET CHEESE AND NUT CRACKERS! it's you guys! and that's when we all went to her for a hug."

"well, hugs are expected when you first meet a person you've known for a while right? y/n had to remove her layers of fluffy coats before she could hug everyone for warmth. it was so fun and cute especially when reimu and y/n hugged they were all jumpy like rabbits what the hell." mysta said and laughed.

"i can't describe how they all hugged chat, but reimu and y/n's are the cutest. also when nina squeezed her boobas on y/n's face while hugging her tight and when y/n went on her tippy toes just to hug luca and vox by the neck— it was so cute!"

"oh! oh! someone just said they'll do a fanart of it! tag mystart or i'll hunt you in your sleep, okay?"

"how was it hugging y/n? thank you so much for the super chat!"

"hugging y/n? oh my god i have to address this okay wait." mysta laughed. "when y/n saw me, she just like stared at me for like one to two minutes straight then she suddenly smiled widely that her eyes closed, with her arms wide opened to me, waiting for me to come over instead of just hugging me by herself! yes, chat it was fucking cute! yes! do a fanart! this— this is why i love you chat."

"she was like this." mysta's model was smiling with his eyes closed. "and her arms were opened wide— it's like looking at a smiling marshmallow that moment!"

"oh, you talking about meeting y/n earlier?" vox entered the kitchen.

"yeah! everyone, say hi to vox!"

"hello to you too, dear mystakes." vox greeted back. "i'm just here to search for vegetable oil. me and nina are having meat outside, i'll call you once we're done."

"bye, mystakes!" vox said to the mic before giving mysta a shoulder pat and leaving.

"okay so back to what i was saying, y/n has her arms wide opened so of course i walked to her to give her the hug she wanted!"

"i thought it was just going to be a simple hug like how the others were given but no, the moment i was in y/n's arms, i was embraced by this weirdge warm and heat. i was engulfed by small arms that felt like the bestest hug i've ever received— ever. i don't — i don't really know how to describe it but it's like the way a puzzle fits another one perfectly? i don't have a good analogy for it."

"yeah like that, chat! the way we hugged felt like we're puzzles that perfectly fitted each other! when she buried her face in my neck, i couldn't help but bury mine in hers too. it was a tight hug, chat. a tight tight-ass hug! but it didn't feel strangling, it didn't feel stuffy, chat. it was warm, it was good. like cumming-good." mysta said and laughed.

"yeah yeah... when she caged me in her arms it felt like i was welcomed again, you know what i mean?" mysta said as his voice slowly calmed down. "it was one of the best hugs i've received, chat. no, maybe the best hug ever. i just felt like a baby in that hug— i can't really describe it chat."

"i could just remain in her arms, hugging her forever, you know...?" mysta slowly mumbled as tears unknowingly welled his eyes.

"huh? oh god." he sniffed. "i'm crying! i'm fucking crying, chat, what the fuck?"

"i'm sorry i never meant to get this emotional lol." mysta added while rubbing his eyes. "i've known everyone longer than i knew y/n and i didn't even shed a tear when i hugged them, but y/n's... i don't know, different, i guess? it felt like we knew each other since forever and her hug felt nostalgic and really, really warm chat. like, like that feeling of sitting by the fireplace while it's snowing cold outside and you have a cup of cocoa with marshmallows? like that, i don't know." he explained, at least he tried, while stopping his tears from falling by looking up.

"i'm sorry, chat. i didn't really mean too." mysta chuckled. "i guess, i'm just very happy— too happy, that my body couldn't take it anymore so i just bursted into tears."

"it's been a while since we've been doing offline collabs and i always feel welcome in the nijisanji en family. it has always been a place where i feel like i belong." mysta said. "it was overwhelming when i first felt that, and with y/n's hug, i felt it again, but this time it was too overwhelming for some unknown reasons. fuck."

"mysta, what's wrong?" luca asked, entering the kitchen. "w-why are you crying, man? what's wrong?"

"nothing wrong, it's nothing." mysta laughed. "i just told them about y/n's hug."

"oh yeah, her hugs... they were magical, aren't they?" luca said and handed mysta a handkerchief. "she is the goddess of acceptance and comfort, after all." luca added.

"now don't cry, bro, you're gonna make me cry too..."

"don't fucking cry, dumbass!" mysta laughed.

"who's crying? don't cry." y/n joined in. "oh, you guys are streaming? i'm sorry to interrupt."

"no it's okay." mysta said and chuckle. "i'm alright chat, i'm sorry. i'm alright now. nijisanji en's biggest fluff balls are beside me so i'll be okay. all that's missing is ike."

y/n giggled and stood beside mysta. "yeah, he'll be alright, mystakes! we'll take care of him well!"

"yup! this collab is gonna be all poggers!"

"yeah..." mysta mumbled and held y/n and luca's waist, only for the two to hug him by the side.

#fahrenheit's boiled egg #luxiem #nijisanji #nijisanji en #mysta #mysta rias #mysta rias x reader #mysta rias headcanon #luxiem x reader #vtubers #nijisanji en x reader

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Find the word in your WIPs

I was tagged by both @rose-of-pollux and @tuttle4077 for a "Find the word in your WIP" game! Here are the rules: Find the words from the list in your WIPs and post the paragraph they belong to.

Thanks a lot :D They both gave me different words, too, so let's go!

I ended up using What Nightmares May Come (my long HH fic) a lot, if only because it's so long (64k+ words, gah, if only the inspiration could come back!!) but also from The Message (the follow-up to Mon Pays et Paris), three The Mummy WIPs, and one word from a Legend of Vox Machina somewhat long WIP. And since it got so long, I'm putting most of it under a cut ^^'

Tagging @thisstableground, @tinydooms, @laurelindebear, @teashoesandhair, @kabbal and @kaantt 💜

List of (new) words: chase | average | fast | minute | whole

sigh (from The Message, Hogan's Heroes)

“Did you clear that up with Colonel Hogan?” he asked. LeBeau stuck out his chin in a familiar show of stubbornness.

“Of course I did,” he said just a second too quickly.

Kinch shook his head.

“Man, now I know why you won’t play poker with Newkirk. He’d clean you right out.” He sighed. “LeBeau, you can’t just take a radio because you feel like it. Do you know how many of the guys miss listening to the Andrew Sisters or the World Series?”

hint (from A Fifth of Glenlivet, The Mummy)

The tea was light and slightly sweet, with a hint of mint. Egyptian style. Rick – though more of a coffee guy – had to admit that for what he considered to be lightly flavoured hot water, it wasn’t that bad, especially without the obligatory splash of milk generally favoured by the British.

heart (from Manifold, The Mummy)

She waits a little, enjoying the wind on her face and the shade the balloon casts over them; then she asks without looking at him, her voice very low, her heartbeat very loud, “Whom did you fall in love with first: Elizabeth, or Tom?”

toast (from In A Mellow Tone, The Mummy)

“Good Heavens. And I thought my parents had their hands full with me and Evy.” Jonathan put his palm into his hand and grinned. “How much of a scamp were you when you were a kid?”

“Not that much,” Harry said with a sharp smile, “but I usually got away with a lot, even more than Nellie did. You see, I didn’t often let myself get caught.”

“Sound philosophy,” said Jonathan, raising his half-empty pint in a toast Harry met with his own. “So you have four siblings?”

operation (from What Nightmares May Come, Hogan's Heroes)

The conversation in Klink’s office seemed to be over, so Kinch unplugged the coffee pot and replaced the lid. They were all thinking the same thing; all operations would have to come to a complete stop. The absence of the sub already meant they couldn’t go through with their orders of ‘assisting escaping prisoners’; but this meant that the other part, about ‘cooperating with all friendly forces and using every means possible to injure and harass the enemy’, was nixed as well if nobody could set foot outside camp.

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That's it for Tuttle's words! Now for Rose's :o)

sea (from What Nightmares May Come, Hogan's Heroes)

“Let’s hope that your escape will earn him a one-way ticket to the Russian front,” Hogan grimly quipped, his eyes serious. “In the meantime, you get to stay at the… ‘guerilla Hilton’ for a couple of days, we fit you with civilian clothes and official papers, and you do a little cross-country ‘round the German countryside. There’s a British sub in the North sea, a little off Wangerland. You’ll be in England faster than you can say ‘fish and chips’.”

star (from What Nightmares May Come, Hogan's Heroes)

Hogan whistled between his teeth. “So they’re basically stuck here for God knows how long?”

“Basically.”

“No chance of a plane, I suppose?”

“I asked. Apparently, if our guests were two-star generals, they would consider sending one.” Hogan didn’t miss the discreet sarcasm in his radioman’s deadpan voice.

pleasant (from A Fifth of Glenlivet, The Mummy)

Something loosened in the set of Jonathan’s shoulders.

“Good. Because if you’re planning to steal more toolkits for my sister then it’s better if… Well, you know. She’s had a lot flung at her because she has the gall to be a scholar and a girl, and ‘only half-English’ to boot.”

Something told Rick that particular turn of phrase glossed over many others, much less pleasant. Which both siblings probably had their own share ‘flung at’ them, come to think of it.

walk (from Underture, The Legend of Vox Machina)

Scanlan let his hand fall and rolled his eyes.

“Look, you don’t need to get your panties in a knot. I can see better than you at the moment, so the way I see it there’s only one way you won’t fall behind and get lost.” He walked back to Vax and thrust out his hand with a grin large enough to be obvious even in the dark. “Wanna hold hands?”

linger (from What Nightmares May Come, Hogan's Heroes)

“Oh, perfectly, Major,” Klink muttered in an almost defeated tone, resisting the urge to rub his temples. The lingering headache had been small this morning, the inevitable result of a restless night, but Hochstetter excelled in the art of making migraines in other people’s heads grow in a way even Hogan did not.

Thanks again :o)

#sometimes I write

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Saturday Morning Coffee

Good morning!

I hope everyone is having a splendid morning. I began composing this post while my coffee was brewing. My cup is now in hand. That means the old noggin will wake up so I can finish. ☕️

Waxy

This morning, I was shaken to learn Heather B. Hamilton (formerly Heather Armstrong) aka Dooce is no longer with us. I learned the news from a post to her Instagram, confirmed by several friends after and then the Associated Press, announcing the tragic news that she died yesterday at the age of 47.

I think this caught most of us off guard. Dooce was one of the folks I followed in my early blogging days and was very influential to blogs in general. She wasn’t just a Mommy blogger.

RIP Heather. 🧡

Vox

Donald Trump has just been found liable for sexual battery against journalist E. Jean Carroll.

Good for E. Jean Carroll. I’m glad she made a large withdrawal from the bank of Trump. The man clearly doesn’t respect women, he doesn’t respect anything, except maybe Putin.

I hope more women come forward for their day in court now. This man deserves to be shamed at every turn so normal people see what a disgusting human being he is.

Cars are so darned expensive. I have no idea how anyone can afford a new one. Kim and I have purchased one new car in our 35 year marriage and she took it back a week later because she didn’t like it. The car was $15,000.00 out the door.

Good thing she took it back. It was a Saturn. 😆

WPE WebKit Blog

In the previous post in this series, we explained that WPE is a WebKit port optimized for embedded devices. In this post, we’ll dive into a more technical overview of the different components of WPE, WebKit, and how they all fit together.

I’m a sucker for articles about porting software and making it run on many platforms. This piece is a 30,000 foot view of WPE and a short read if you like this kind of stuff. Plus it has a nice little diagram. Always a plus in my book. 🖼️

Jezebel

A Texas man, 22, was arrested on Wednesday evening for fatally shooting his 26-year-old girlfriend for traveling to Colorado to get an abortion, the Dallas Morning News reported on Friday.

Texas is full of absolutely insane people packing guns on their hip.

Look, a woman’s body is hers and hers alone. Sure you could ask, even beg, her not to get an abortion if you’re the father of the child but ultimately it’s her body, her choice.

Your choice is to stay and support her decision or walk away.

This man chose to take her life and destroy his. Poor choice dude.

Republican politicians love to say we have a mental health crisis that causes these senseless crimes. Why is Texas so full of mentally unstable people with guns? Texas needs better leadership or we should boot it out of our Union. 🤬

Ned Batchelder

At work, we work in GitHub pull requests that get merged to the main branch. We also have twice-yearly community release branches, and a small fraction of the main-branch changes need to be copied onto the current release branch.

It’s surprising how powerful git is. Ned has put together a great little guide for how one might cherry pick their commits.

There are so many ways to manage code changes and branches. This is one of many and worth your time to read if you’re a developer of software.

Oh, and it has beautiful diagrams to illustrate what he’s talking about. 👨‍🍳💋

Rolling Stone

CNN Is Hosting a Town Hall for a Guy Who Tried to Get Me Killed

This piece is by Officer Michael Fanone. Mr. Fanone was one of the Capitol Police Officers tasked with protecting the Capitol on January 6th and had a front row view of the violence of that day.

He’s right, CNN shouldn’t provide a stage for a domestic terrorist. TFG should be tossed in prison and disqualified from holding public office, but no, we’re gonna let him run for President again know full well he’ll destroy our democracy if he wins.

Officer Fanone is lucky to be alive. 🍀

Pixelfed is the Fediverse version of Instagram. Like Mastodon it doesn’t have a corporate master and anyone can host their own server.

I’m not sure why Instagram would see it as a threat, but here we are. 😂

The Next Web

The UK bank analysed its internal customer fraud data between 2021 and 2022. It found that the Meta-owned sites and apps account for a whopping 80% of all scam cases within its three biggest fraud categories: purchase, impersonation, and investment fraud.

I have a feeling Mark Zuckerberg was thrilled when Space Karen took over Twitter because it’s been such a mess nobody is talking about how terrible Facebook is.

crnković

How I accidentally breached a nonexistent database and found every private key in a ‘state-of-the-art’ encrypted messenger.

Buyer beware. Companies can make claims about how awesome their technology is and it could be janky. This is a prime example. It looks like the company is lying to hide their flaws or maybe they don’t know what they’re doing?

WBOI

Students at Carroll High School announced last week they would be putting on an independent production of the play canceled by administration earlier this year.

These kids had their school play shut down because it included a non-binary character and a gay couple.

This is the world we live in and we can choose to love people for who they are, not shame them.

This will, of course, go down in history as a head scratcher in future generations. They’ll wonder why we were so stupid to be so afraid.

Apple Press Release

CUPERTINO, CALIFORNIA Apple today unveiled Final Cut Pro and Logic Pro for iPad.

I’ll be interested to know how many Audio and Video Professionals make use of these new apps. Hopefully we will see some great reviews from folks who actually do this kind of work.

I love their pricing. Yearly for $49.00 US or $4.99 per month US. It’s great because you can subscribe for a month and try it out. If it works for you great! You can subscribe for a year. If not you’ve lost $4.99. Not bad.

I’ve decided if I ever get around to writing my next app I will be using this pricing model. It should allow for constant updates throughout the year and no need to worry about batching up a bunch of big features for that big one time new version sale.

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Am I the only one who wants Valentino x chubby reader angst like I mean pure sadness. For some reason I want to ball my tears out and sob my heart away. Like i can imagine Valentino standing reader up on a date and We’re over here waiting for hours just for him to call and ask where the hell are we and then insult us.

I feel like in a way, angst can be cathartic too? But I kind of have to be careful because sometimes you can get too deep in the sad vibes and get legitimately sad 🥺 like i make these character x chubby reader posts and im being positive but in the back of my mind like, the entire time I'm reminded that my body type makes me basically fucking invisible or just a punching bag and I don't want to write something that makes people feel awful about themselves either 🥺

But. I also like angst so. Imagine if Val was just too drunk/coked up to remember which time/place he said he was gonna meet Reader at or pick you up or whatever, so he was ALSO sitting there, waiting and waiting, thinking you stood him up, and that's when you get a nasty drunken phonecall calling you all sorts of spiteful names and hanging up on you before you can even reply

I can see him being SO nasty because, maybe he fixed himself up real nice and was maaaaaybe looking forward to spending time with you 👉👈 and it hit a sore spot of his to have you "reject him". Just picture him completely totally ignoring you out of anger and by the time he's ready to talk to you again, well, where did you go?

I'm just. Dying to write something where Reader and him aren't even dating or anything but you've bonded or he's at least into you but then he does something to hurt Reader's feelings and you just BAIL and run away and are straight up missing where he can't find you and he flips out because his shiny new toy is gone and, you don't know what you have until it's gone. Suddenly he's got this hole in his chest and all he can think about is the little smiles you make when you get praise and you're happy and how your eyes shimmer when--

And he'll be so fucking pressed about it because he doesn't want to admit if he's got feelings or that he wants to cuddle and kiss you and do all that sappy lovey doe-eyes shit because he's the Overlord Valentino and boy is he pisses that you're trying to ditch him! I like to imagine since he's like, a combination porn producer/mafioso that he has his own goonies and henchmen for certain tasks and I can just see him dropping your picture in the mook groupchat like "first guy to find this runaway dumbass gets a permanant raise"

You're just at your new job trying to get through your shift and start your afterlife all over again when huge demons in pink suits barge in and drag your ass out of there, not even caring if they make a huge scene and humiliate you. You had all these plans of getting a new job and a new place to live and you thought Val didn't give a shit enough about you to care but BOY were you wrong! You just get dragged outside to his limo parked and waiting and he's clearly been to the salon, sitting there in a new outfit all fixed up like when he broke up with Vox and had to "treat himself" to feel better, just sitting there drinking a strawberry coffee and is like, threateningly casual as you're sitting there wide eyed and crying and wondering what's going to happen to you. Just all "oh, hey YN, where do you think you've been? You haven't been answering my calls :)"

He doesn't care if you've got a new job or a new place, he drags you right back to the shitty room you were living at in the studio. Or maybe he even gives you your own room in his home just so he can make sure you don't run off again (and you just KNOW he's gonna have Vox rig cameras all over the place)

#hh #hb #valentino x reader #sinprompts #yandere stuff

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Hi!!! I love your Get Off My Screen series so much! I was wondering if I could do a request for that?

Basically the idea is that Vox and the reader are just texting at night maybe and he lets something slip about something he misses from his old life on earth and because of that the reader remembers that the person they’ve been talking to for like over a year by now probably used to be alive and just spends the whole night learning everything they can about vox when he was alive (I imagine this would happen whilst vox was asleep and we’re just googling him) and then maybe I feel like we’d also google Alastor as a joke to see what all the fuss is about and then we find out that the person vox is ~~crushing~~ hating on is a serial killer and then just telling everything we learned when he wakes up.

Sorry if that’s really long I just fell like this is 100% what I would do in this situation

Old Times Gone By

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: I'm so glad you guys are requesting scenarios within the series, heck- I'm glad y'all enjoy it this much already hahaha! This is somewhat of an aftermath to the "You Could Do Better(With Me)" which is why it's not as cheery as the other chapters- but it's definitely not straight up angst. Just vulnerability and late night chatting between friends. Haha "friends"- And as always, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and happy reading!

A/N: Again, I kind of deviated from the prompt a little to better fit the narrative but Reader does know about Alastor and who he is because of Vox's ranting. They're aware that her demonic crush has a weird obsession with a cannibalistic radio serial killer deer dude and it's still not the weirdest thing he's done so far HAHAHAHA

If there was one thing Vox had to say he hated about drinking-

It had to be dealing with the hellish hangovers come morning.

Especially when he'd been wasted the night before.

A sharp jab in his side caused him to wake up this time.

He grunted, nearly falling off his chair when he shifted ever so slightly.

Huh-

Wait, why was he in here???

He could feel the migraine start to pound in his head.

Vox wasn't looking forward to today already.

When he tried to stand up, a clink of a bottle made him look down by his feet.

Picking it up to give the darn thing a once over, he scoffed.

He must have been absolutely hammered to have finished this yesterday.

It was a brand he despised the taste of too.

"Vox-? Oh, you're up."

His head whipped around so quickly once he heard your voice.

When had he even connected to your TV?

Not that he complained, he managed to see you sat up on the couch and stretching.

Your hair stuck up in odd positions and you even looked to be half-awake.

Why was that fucking cute???

"I- mhm. I guess I am. Was I... drinking yesterday?"

"I don't really know, I just knew you were drunk out of your mind last night. I can only see your face remember?"

"Ah... right."

Vox couldn't really bring himself to say much this time, not while he was still trying to grab the bits and pieces of his memory on yesterday's events.

Did he really wander into the monitor room just because he missed you?

That was low, even for him.

"Good morning anyhow, not that I think it would be if you're dealing with a hangover."

Vox just chuckled, watching you get up and disappear from the TV's view.

He wasn't in any mood to work at all, especially when he had a shitty headache to deal with too.

Eh, his empire could last a day without him.

He notified his secretary to just cancel all his duties and appointments for today, just ignoring their panic as you returned back into view.

"What are you holding?"

"Coffee."

"I thought you said you hated coffee?"

"Not hate, I just don't prefer it. But I need the caffeine to function today and I'd rather drink this bean juice than those energy drinks."

Vox wouldn't admit it, but talking to you again was already starting to make him feel a little better.

Especially after your noticeable absence.

He'd rather die again that outright say he missed you, his pride wouldn't allow it.

Cracking his joints, he just watched you sleepily stare up at him from where you sat on the couch.

Granted, it was probably because your TV was probably perched higher or on a shelf.

But Vox still thought you were kind of short.

Not that he had the right to say anything-

He was a 7ft tall giant compared to you.

"Again with the bean juice thing, and what's wrong with energy drinks?"

"They taste like straight up chemicals."

Vox just gave you a weird look when you rolled your eyes at him.

Still you just kept talking to him inbetween taking sips of your hot beverage.

"I'm not surprised you enjoy them, but your palate is probably shit."

"Oh you do not wanna go there-"

"What if I do huh? Watcha gonna do about it?"

Vox just grinned, you getting up to move closer to the screen as you challenged him.

The wide mischievous grin on your face mirrored his own and you both quickly devolved into just either bragging about exotic foods you've eaten-

Or straight up going for the jugular about each other.

"You eat McDonald's daily? I can't believe you'd feed yourself garbage Vox-"

"It's not garbage, and don't act like you've never eaten fast food."

"You are what you eat, I guess!"

"Ohoho! You bitch!"

Vox didn't seem to mind the numbing headache he felt when you were back to being your animated rambunctious self.

He wondered if it was because of the caffeine that made you all hyped up but he couldn't really bring himself to give a shit.

Not when he was still pretty tired.

It seems you noticed his retorts weren't making their usual mark though, and you crossed your arms over your chest while leaning towards the TV screen.

Vox just narrowed his eyes at you in confusion, what were you doing?

"You my good sir, need a hot cup of coffee more than I do. And freshen up while you're at it, I need to go take a shower too anyways."

You-

You did not just do what he think you did.

Were you actually mothering him??

Vox just rolled his eyes at your words, not really intending to go until he realized you weren't budging an inch either.

"Didn't you just say you needed to go clean up?"

"Not leaving till you are."

"Stubborn much?"

"Not that different from you, no."

The tech overlord laughed at your insistence, eventually relenting and disconnecting himself from your devices.

He stretched again when he got up from his chair, picking up the empty alcohol bottle near his feet not intending to clutter up or dirty his workspace.

Vox perked up when his phone buzzed though.

The darn thing catching his attention before he forgot it was there.

He checked on it with his free hand, chuckling when he realized it was just a message from you.

"Go and freshen yourself up, get a cup of coffee too while you're at it. I'll be back soon, kisses!"

You almost caused him to break his phone from the grip he had on it.

Kisses???

What the fuck was that supposed to mean?!

Vox seriously stood there staring at his phone for a good ten minutes just buffering and rebooting-

Dude is actually broken the second you do literally anything with vaguely romantic undertones.

Still he stomps all over his own hopes and feelings in fear of misinterpreting your friendliness.

Yeah, both of you were fucking clueless.

You stayed true to your word and did eventually come back after you'd cleaned yourself up.

Vox had just been waiting on your TV again and the screen brightened slightly upon noticing you.

It was a subconscious reaction, don't bring it up or he'll definitely throw a hissy fit.

So that's what you both did the whole day, talking and just catching up.

While Vox did mention you skipped classes for the day, you just shot back that he threw his work to the backburner as well.

Not that he bothered to refute it, instead just moving on with the conversation like normal.

Hours passed and time flew.

Before you knew it, the both of you were talking well into the evening.

"And that's kind of the reason why I think spaghetti is superior to penne."

"Doll, they're straight up just different kinds of pasta."

"The fact there's different kinds of pasta mean that people clearly can't decide on a superior noodle shape."

Yeaaah... your conversations kind of stopped making sense an hour ago.

Not that either of you minded, even laughing about some stupid thing way into the AM.

"So like- he thought he was really some hot shit taking on the leader of the exorcists but he got his ass absolutely handed to him!"

"Bro almost got turned into demonic venison HAHAHAHA!"

Though of course, late night conversations always went deeper than those normally held within the day.

"Say... Vox?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you miss being alive? With, ya know- talking to me and all."

Vox paused slightly, it's been a long time since he reminisced of his living days.

When was the last time he even did?

"Not necessarily, I miss some things but not a whole lot."

"Like what? When did you die???"

"Hm... I don't remember the exact date, but sometime in the fifties?"

Vox recoiled when you just gawked at his screen, why did you react like that?

"Holy shit! You're fucking ancient!"

"Haha... very funny doll, I'm not that old! I died in my thirties."

"Ehhhh? You're not much older than I am then. How??"

"Don't remember, it was a long long time ago."

You made a weird face at him, to which Vox just smiled and chuckled.

It was the same expression you wore when trying to figure things out.

As... weird and cute as it may be.

Then you suddenly yawned, causing the tech overlord to consequently do the same.

Something you poked fun at him for since when did TVs yawn apparently.

Rolling his eyes, Vox took a glance at his internal clock.

It was four in the morning?!

How long had you both been talking????

"Vox? You good?"

Apparently his bewilderment was evident on the screen, so he just switched his attention back to you.

Vox's screen glitched slightly when he was caught off guard by how close you got to the TV.

Almost all up in his face even.

"Y-Yeah, just zZst- fine. Say... Doll, do you know what time it is?"

"Uhhhh- no, not really- why?"

"It's four in the morning."

"And?"

"You need to sleep?"

You rolled your eyes and turned your back to the TV, plopping down on the couch with a pout.

"Hey."

You ignored him.

"Heeeeeey-"

Vox couldn't help but chortle from your antics, you really seemed like a grumpy child right now.

"Look dollface, I don't want the fun to end either but we've still got tomorrow."

"I don't wanna say goodnight. You're just going to disconnect when I do."

"What, you can't expect me to fall asleep hooked up to all your stuff again can you? My chair isn't the most comfortable place to fall asleep."

"Still!"

Vox rubbed his face with a sigh, he felt the inexplicable urge to just pinch your cheeks.

He would if he could but he didn't exactly have hands as a TV.

Why did you have to be so cute?

"How about this? I'll stick around until you pass out. You won't even notice I'm gone come morning."

"Fineeeeeee."

It didn't take too long for you to fall asleep on the couch.

Similarly to yesterday, you were just haphazardly sprawled across the furniture with a thin blanket to cover you.

Despite his words, Vox still stuck around for a while to make sure you were asleep.

You looked so serene while you rested, like you didn't have any worries.

The overlord let out a tired sigh, he'll just stick around for another five minutes.

Just a little longer in this peaceful moment with you.

Vox totally fell asleep in his chair again, he woke up that morning in an awkward position feeling more sore than ever too.

"Oh for fuck's sake-"

"MORNING VOXYYY!!!"

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin vox x reader #vox x you #Get Off My Screen Series

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