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Art based on this tweet:

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Big fan of Velvette's new look, she's serving as always 💋👠

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I uh. Not how this works Voxxy.

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clara/Velvette (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Velvette (Hazbin Hotel), Clara (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Joy Ride, Ambiguous Relationships, Secret Relationship Series: Part 118 of The Vee Family Album

The window rolled down as Clara glanced over a pair of sunglasses. “You needing a ride, gorgeous?” Velvette guffawed and pushed her into the passenger seat. Clara didn’t mind at all, easily rolling to the other side and getting comfortable there. “You don’t have any blood on the wheels or grill yet?” Velvette didn’t have to adjust the seat, it did it for her. She might have to check if there was Voxtek tech in the engine, but she knew Clara knew better. She would have been careful. Maybe it was a knock off. “Not yet.” Clara smirked, putting her feet up on the dash. “No rush for it.” “Stands out a bit without.” “Vel, it’s a hot rod in Pentagram City. It’d stand out regardless. All this tells anyone is that it’s new.”

wanna pretend like we could run away?

Velvette didn’t want to run away from her afterlife. Being a Vee had given her everything she had ever wanted. But pretending to run away? To have the excitement of getting away with something out of the eyes of Valentino and Vox, without actually leaving them in the end? Velvette was up for a day of that.

Clara said she would take care of their ride. Velvette went to the pick up point—somewhere Vox wouldn’t have eyes on her. She had no doubt it was Clara driving up when she saw the immaculate lavender Lamborghini turn onto the road.

The window rolled down as Clara glanced over a pair of sunglasses. “You needing a ride, gorgeous?”

Velvette guffawed and pushed her into the passenger seat. Clara didn’t mind at all, easily rolling to the other side and getting comfortable there.

“You don’t have any blood on the wheels or grill yet?” Velvette didn’t have to adjust the seat, it did it for her. She might have to check if there was Voxtek tech in the engine, but she knew Clara knew better. She would have been careful. Maybe it was a knock off.

“Not yet.” Clara smirked, putting her feet up on the dash. “No rush for it.”

“Stands out a bit without.”

“Vel, it’s a hot rod in Pentagram City. It’d stand out regardless. All this tells anyone is that it’s new.”

True enough. The engine purred and Velvette shot them out northeast. Like they would be able to get past the wall which kept them in Pride. After all, where else would there be to run to if they were pretending like they could run away?

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Hello everyone! This summer Velvette has decided to channel her inner Megan Thee Stallion and have a Hot Girl Summer!!

Rules of the event:

As Hazbin is a 18+ show, this event is also 18+, please respect that.

All forms of art are welcome (video, fic, drawing, etc.), excepting those made by AI. We want to see your art, not some robot's work!

NSFW is allowed.

All ships are welcome! Just please make sure that the piece focuses on Velvette and her relationships.

Feel free to post anywhere, this blog and our bluesky account will do our best to reblog your works! You can @ this blog or tag your posts with #velvetteshgs2025 to help us find it easier.

If you have any further questions, our ask box is open! We look forward to seeing your entries!

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Lil doodle with Vel and Val🌹

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Velvette & Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Velvette (Hazbin Hotel), Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Beaches, Photo Shoots, Found Family, Velvette's Hot Girl Summer 2025, Unknown Multiplicity/Plurality Series: Part 117 of The Vee Family Album

She started off with the swim trunks and loose tops she knew Vox would be most comfortable with. Things he would not be about to complain about. The photographers got single shots of him as well as shots with the both of them. She could lounge over his thighs or hang over his back with her arms over his shoulders too, because Val wasn’t there to overly touch her or make Vox hard and gross. Velvette was not a touch sort of person. She didn’t want to admit she was actually comfortable like this though. Sitting on Vox’s shoulders and resting her arms on top of his head or slung in Vox’s arms with her posed exuberantly like they had been playing in the water he was standing in. There was a feeling she couldn’t label. It was comfortable, but more than that. Somehow nostalgic, except she hadn’t had this when she was alive.

It was time for the beach shoot. Time for Velvette and Vox’s, anyway, as Valentino would be showing up for his at another time. Apparently something blew up at his studio. From the expression on Vox’s face when he showed up, she actually believed something had.

Whether physically or metaphorically, it didn’t matter.

Still, Vox was the one she had more difficulties with getting into certain outfits, so she appreciated some time to focus on him without Val whining. Val wanted to try everything and then be praised for looking amazing. Velvette had nothing against that, but it did get in the way of work.

“This is a special edition,” Velvette reminded him. “I have plenty of models, of course, but we are the ones showcasing all the top pieces. Everyone else will be there, smaller, just to prove it fits on other body types.”

“I read the abstract for the project,” Vox assured her. “I know you’ve already picked out who is wearing what.”

Velvette had only brought it up because sometimes Vox’s bad mood made him forget how he had already agreed to such things. Velvette simply pursed her lips, nodded, and glanced over their “beach”. Of course they weren’t at an actual beach today. They were in one of their water parks where everything about the shoot could be controlled and transportation didn’t take too long. But it would do. Even if a part of her missed an actual beach, she did not miss other people around to fuck things up.

She started off with the swim trunks and loose tops she knew Vox would be most comfortable with. Things he would not be about to complain about. The photographers got single shots of him as well as shots with the both of them. She could lounge over his thighs or hang over his back with her arms over his shoulders too, because Val wasn’t there to overly touch her or make Vox hard and gross.

Velvette was not a touch sort of person. She didn’t want to admit she was actually comfortable like this though. Sitting on Vox’s shoulders and resting her arms on top of his head or slung in Vox’s arms with her posed exuberantly like they had been playing in the water he was standing in.

There was a feeling she couldn’t label. It was comfortable, but more than that. Somehow nostalgic, except she hadn’t had this when she was alive. Well, she supposed there were the times her uncle would save her from being “around” her parents. At least, until her uncle stopped coming and abandoned her.

Of course, then came the other swimsuits she had in mind. Velvette was ready for the battle which would ensue, but at the same time he had already signed off on whatever she had chosen. She would win it.

“There are some I have fitted for you, Val, and me.” Velvette snapped him into it before she changed herself. “Most of the shoots will be all three of us together, but some I wanted individual shots.”

Vox looked down at himself. Velvette was ready. She saw the expression on his face go neutral, then glitch for a second. Except, instead of immediately demanding her to change her idea, his posture changed. Relaxed?

“All right. Show me what you want, my dear.”

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Hello everyone! This summer Velvette has decided to channel her inner Megan Thee Stallion and have a Hot Girl Summer!!

Rules of the event:

As Hazbin is a 18+ show, this event is also 18+, please respect that.

All forms of art are welcome (video, fic, drawing, etc.), excepting those made by AI. We want to see your art, not some robot's work!

NSFW is allowed.

All ships are welcome! Just please make sure that the piece focuses on Velvette and her relationships.

Feel free to post anywhere, this blog and our bluesky account will do our best to reblog your works! You can @ this blog or tag your posts with #velvetteshgs2025 to help us find it easier.

If you have any further questions, our ask box is open! We look forward to seeing your entries!

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The YouTube Blockout is still happening

Even if this is your first time hearing about it, you can still show your disapproval of the new policy by joining the blockout/boycott.

How?

Stop using YouTube. The best way to show our disapproval is by completely ignoring YouTube until they roll back this decision. There are lots of alternatives, and we are working on a masterlist. If you absolutely have to use YouTube in some capacity, I highly recommend using a front-end client like FreeTube. It gives you more privacy and doesn't have ads, but the best option is still to boycott YT entirely.

Use Google products as little as possible. I have switched over to Firefox, and there are lots of alternatives for lots of Google products. If anyone's interested in a specific list, I'll share what I find.

Sign this petition:

If you're interested, there's a Discord server for this, too, started by @gentleman-velvet. Look at their blog for more info about that.

But why are we doing this? Why should you care?

I'll let YouTube themselves explain it for me.

[Alt: A screenshot of the YouTube policies page that reads: "For all U.S. accounts, YouTube employs a dual approach by using self-declared age as well as the application of an age estimation model that uses machine learning to determine whether a user is over or under 18. Regardless of the birthday in the account, this technology enables us to deliver age-appropriate product experiences and protections, treating teens as teens and adults as adults. How it works: We use AI to interpret a variety of existing signals that help us to determine whether a user is over or under 18. These signals include the types of videos a user is searching for, the categories of videos they have watched, or the longevity of the account. When we identify a teen user, we’ll automatically apply our safeguards, including: -Disabling personalized advertising and restricting age-sensitive ad categories -Turning on digital wellbeing tools -Adding safeguards to recommendations, including limiting repetitive views of some kinds of content. Users have the option to verify that they are 18 or over by using a credit card or a government ID. We only allow users who have been inferred or verified as over 18 to view age-restricted content that may be inappropriate for younger users.]

Read that all the way through. According to YouTube, if their AI thinks you watch childish content, regardless of the birthdate you associated with your account, your account could be restricted until you provide either a government-issued photo ID or a credit card to verify your age. This is what they themselves are saying.

Personally, I don't want a private company to have images of my ID or my credit card. I feel that that is an invasion of my privacy. I fear what might happen in the case of a data breach. And Google has fairly frequent data breaches. Just search (with any other search engine) "google data breach recent" and see for yourself.

And consider adults who don't have either a government-issued photo ID or a credit card. What then? It would appear from the policies described on YouTube's website that they are just out of luck in that instance.

This could very well affect animation on YouTube. It could affect gameplay videos. It could affect anything and everything that their AI might deem "childish."

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino & Velvette (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Velvette (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Sleepovers, Best Friends, Velvette's Hot Girl Summer 2025 Series: Part 116 of The Vee Family Album

Val meant everything to her. He gave her nights like this—nights where she could just be for no one but herself. Velvette. The person she wanted to be.

When Velvette was alive, she had played at the girls’ sleepovers. It was all about navigating the social circles with the people she was forced to spend time with. Being the best at makeup, knowing all the best gossip, being able to bring the things the other girls wanted to try or get their hands on had made Velvette the most popular girl in school for that very reason.

Every clique had thought she was on their side and that she was just playing nice with the others. That she could sabotage others without getting caught never had them think she would do the same to them, because they saw her as being fake to others and true to them, when Velvette was the fakest to them all.

Those nights had never been for fun. Sure, Velvette had lots of fun during them, but it was all a part of the networking she had done to maneuver through school.

Upon joining the Vees, Velvette thought she had fallen into the same trap with Valentino. Sure, he was no girl, but he liked the same things she had done during those nights. Sneaking out to the club (though they did not have to sneak). Inviting her into his rooms for the typical sleepover activities (though she preferred it in her room for easy access to her nail polish and hair products).

Maybe they gossiped. Maybe they did makeup. Maybe she and Val each brought in drugs neither had tried before.

But it was not fake.

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Hello everyone! This summer Velvette has decided to channel her inner Megan Thee Stallion and have a Hot Girl Summer!!

Rules of the event:

As Hazbin is a 18+ show, this event is also 18+, please respect that.

All forms of art are welcome (video, fic, drawing, etc.), excepting those made by AI. We want to see your art, not some robot's work!

NSFW is allowed.

All ships are welcome! Just please make sure that the piece focuses on Velvette and her relationships.

Feel free to post anywhere, this blog and our bluesky account will do our best to reblog your works! You can @ this blog or tag your posts with #velvetteshgs2025 to help us find it easier.

If you have any further questions, our ask box is open! We look forward to seeing your entries!

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Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Vox Loves Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino Loves Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Wedding, Dry Humping

Val's wedding dress is voluminous. He uses this to his advantage… unlike how he did for their first wedding.

“Velvette’s… going to kill us.”

It was funny that Vox could still think about that as Val ground himself against him. So many skirts had been hitched up, but there was plenty left between himself and Vox’s pants. “She’ll kill you~”

“Fucker. It’s just because it’ll be more obvious on me!”

Despite Vox’s words, his hands were still all over Val. The wedding dress had no back, so Vox’s hands were up under his wings, running up and down his spine before carefully clutching at his ass under the voluminous fabric. Val could have reached down and gotten Vox’s cock out at any point, but the desperation in his eyes was too good.

“Like it was last time?”

“Worse than it was last time! I’m wearing white, you—”

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Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Hot Springs & Onsen, Mutual Masturbation, ruined orgasm

Vox and Valentino visit a hot springs. Vox plans to have an explosive orgasm… as long as he can get Val back in the mood.

“Shall I give you a massage, sir?”

This was supposedly a vacation, but Val had fallen immediately into the role like he was the one who worked at this hot springs and Vox was his client. Not that Vox really minded when Val’s tendency to “work” was to treat Vox. It didn’t happen all the time, after all. More than not, these days, Val would simply lounge about and demand Vox get him something.

As if they didn’t have servants to do that.

“Hm… Can I get that massage while we’re in the water?”

Val purred, so close to him that Vox could feel Val’s ruff tickle the back of his monitor. “But of course. Your wish is my command.”

Vox had to wonder what he was playing at, because this subservience had really come out of nowhere. Still, maybe Val was in a good mood and Vox shouldn’t look the gift horse in the mouth. He would be, of course. To go along with the metaphor: one always had to check the teeth of a racehorse to check their health.

These hot springs were wonderful. Vox wondered why they hadn’t been here before, but when he had done the research on it the waters had been too hot until just recently. Something shifted and now they were a decent temperature. Vox couldn’t spend too much time in hot water or he would wreck his internals, but he could definitely enjoy half an hour of it before going inside and cooling off in other ways.

Closing the vents at his sides, Vox went to sink into the hot springs. He stared up at the usual red sky of Pride before his head was tilted forward as Val’s hands rubbed firm circles up and down his neck.

“Oh, you… hm.”

Vox blinked. It hadn’t taken long for Val to drop his act. “What’s wrong?”

“Forgot I had to take these off.”

Considering they were both nude, it had to be his glasses. Vox heard them being placed on a rock and knew he would have to remember that because Val would forget.

“Hang on a second.” Val turned Vox around. “How come your face isn’t fogging up?”

“Anti-fog wipes.”

“Dammit, Vox! You know those taste disgusting!”

“Well, kiss me after I clean it off! Inside!”

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Spooky, Scary Sins & Sinners Exchange 2025

AO3 Collection • Relationship Tagset • Optional Freeform Tagset

A casual exchange where you have two months up to create and receive either at least 300 words, a clean sketch on unlined paper, or an uncoloured one panel comic of any relationship of your choice.

Tagset nominations open: Now

Signups open: Friday, August 8

Signups close: Friday, August 22

Assignments out by: Saturday, August 23

Assignments due: Friday, October 10

Works revealed: Friday, October 24

Authors revealed: Friday, October 31

Everything closes/is due/is revealed at 20:00 PST.

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino & Velvette (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Velvette (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Mentioned Clara (Hazbin Hotel), Minor Clara/Velvette (Hazbin Hotel), Eating Disorders, Hiding Medical Issues, from the public, Secret Relationship, Relationship Reveal

Clara knew how to cheer her up somehow. Despite it not being one of the many things they discussed. It raised her spirits as Valentino brought them down.

From the outside looking in, no one would have guessed anything was wrong. Velvette kept everything about their image running as smoothly as Vox had informed her it should always be. Sure, she knew how to do it better, but by the letter she followed and exceeded her senior’s wishes on the matter.

Clara somehow knew. Despite how Velvette hadn’t texted her anything about it in the slightest and nothing on her socials would have given it away, she knew. Velvette occasionally looked out the windows and wondered which angle she might have been watching from.

But when she looked out and spotted something interesting, something she would take control of Vox’s cameras in the Entertainment District’s streets to get a closer look, she knew Clara was leaving her gifts.

An awful fashion critic, shot through the head and perfectly viewed through Velvette’s drafting room window.

A model from a different agency who had garnered too much attention and had insulted Velvette’s newest line, shot through each breast and left to bleed out in a perfect view from her dinning room table.

A server from the last café Velvette’d had time to visit personally, stabbed in the crotch for his crime of touching her hand and framed from the window of her bedroom on a rooftop blocks away.

There could be more which Velvette hadn’t seen yet, or had been cleared away before she’d had the chance to. Clara didn’t mention it in their texts either. Simply a gift Velvette might see or might not. How much time Clara spent on it was not a thought to dwell on. Velvette supposed, considering her job, she could easily set it up alongside her other targets, but Velvette didn’t know the ins and outs of such solitary work.

All except the last one, which had obviously gotten a more personal touch.

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Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Top Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Bottom Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Household Kink, Hanahaki Disease, Somnophilia

If the hem had come a little lower, if the shoes had been something else entirely, Vox would have compared it to some 50s fashion. Val was wearing this for him, knowing how feral Vox could get about certain unostentatious outfits. But it was the housewife vibe with Val’s particular flair. The boots specifically. Blue and white, the bottoms being more like Mary Janes than Val’s usual high heels. Somehow it all worked, as it always did whenever Val put anything on. Vox swallowed back the petals in his throat.

It wouldn’t be overstating anything to say that Valentino drove Vox crazy. How had they been together all this time and yet it had turned out like this?

Vox watched him through every camera. No matter where it was Val went in the tower, Vox had his eye on him. There were the times he disappeared from sight, like when he went to visit Velvette in particular rooms on her floors where she had refused Vox’s eyes, but he would return soon enough.

There were days Vox could ignore him, but Val was still always on one of his screens even when he wasn’t watching carefully. Today was not a day he could overlook. Val’s outfit was almost modest. Vox couldn’t see his fishnets at all with how long the skirt was and how high the boots went up under. When was the last time Val had worn a skirt which hid his thighs?

If the hem had come a little lower, if the shoes had been something else entirely, Vox would have compared it to some 50s fashion. Val was wearing this for him, knowing how feral Vox could get about certain unostentatious outfits. But it was the housewife vibe with Val’s particular flair. The boots specifically. Blue and white, the bottoms being more like Mary Janes than Val’s usual high heels. Somehow it all worked, as it always did whenever Val put anything on.

Vox swallowed back the petals in his throat.

On occasion, Val would fidget with one of his rings. Every single ring he wore today was one Vox had bought for him over the years. How much money had he spent on Val? Not worth counting, to be honest. Vox would drop twice as much on him on days like today.

Val stopped at a bathroom to adjust his stockings. Not fishnets, but stockings. (Velvette would say fishnets were stockings, but Vox had bought so much of the former they occupied another part in his brain than any other stocking.) Pure white and held up by garters which were just as white.

Smoothing out the blue skirt, Val turned his gaze up to the camera and winked at him.

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Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Top Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Bottom Vox (Hazbin Hotel), pillories, Non-Human Genitalia, Impact Play

He had bought Val two things: one a new outfit and two a pillory. The idea was for Val to wear that glimmering white dress as it hitched up over his ass, his head and wrists trapped in the stocks as Vox fucked him.

It had started with a gift. Nothing new in itself. Vox always gave Valentino gifts. It was a habit he had picked up long ago, before they had become business partners, and even now as Val had his own fortune to buy what he wanted, Vox still spent money on him like buying water in a desert.

Val did not do the same with his money. Well, not to Vox. Val might splurge and given his workers gifts to remind them why they had wanted to work for Val in the first place, but what Val gave Vox was something money could not buy.

…money could buy Val, but it was rather expensive and Val had to be in the mood. So perhaps money could buy Val, but it was only Vox’s money which could consistently get Val into a bed without Val being the predator. Though it didn’t stop Val from being the predator with Vox, even when he was ready to dominate Val.

He had bought Val two things: one a new outfit and two a pillory. The idea was for Val to wear that glimmering white dress as it hitched up over his ass, his head and wrists trapped in the stocks as Vox fucked him.

Vox hadn’t expected Val to be wearing the dress today. He had his wings over it, which wasn’t how Vox had expected Val to wear it the first time. No, it wasn’t until Val had taken his hands to some of his crew that he had pulled his wings back and let the blood stain the white pink.

Vox watched through his cameras as Val’s hands tore through flesh and ripped out bone and sinew. The gasping screams of the pitiful Sinners who had been stupid enough to either get in the way or do something wrong. Intestines twirled around Val’s wrist and arm as he spun the soon-to-be corpse away from him, ripping the smaller intestine from the lower and causing partially digested food to join the blood on the ground.

Val wiped his hands off on his dress and posed for the camera, blowing him a kiss. Vox stared, unblinking, cock in hand as he watched the blood run down Val’s fur and Val’s cocks raise the short front of his dress. The blood made the shimmer of the fabric even more beautiful.

Only so beautiful because it was on Val. Vox swallowed. Surely with wearing that outfit, Val wanted to try out his new pillory tonight.

And he did.

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Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Top Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Bottom Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Consensual Somnophilia

Vox can't sleep, but Val sure is. At least, while Vox gets another round in.

Vox’s body was littered with bite marks. It was a usual part of the aftermath of experiencing Valentino. Usually it wiped him out to the point where he couldn’t help but fall asleep, but tonight he was still awake despite himself. His mind churned. Not on work, as it should have been, but with watching Val as he slept next to him.

Val hadn’t let Vox get up to wash up, so a lot of their mess was on the bed on sheets which had been kicked off the mattress. Accompanying them were the towels Vox had used to wipe himself off. And Val, for as much as Val would allow him to. Val liked to keep the mess for as long as possible.

Val was also covered in Vox’s teeth marks. Also in his claw marks and some singed fur from where Vox had electrocuted him. As always, Val had taken it all in stride and begged for more. Would anyone else do that for him? Vox would never know, because he couldn’t bear to lay with anyone else these days. Ever since Valentino, it had only been him.

Could only be him.

Vox knew he was obsessed. Val knew it too, though not to the level it was.

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Valentino and Vox Adore Velvette (Hazbin Hotel), Grudges, Pizza, Noodle Incident, Groping

Until Val apologizes, Vox just wants to eat pizza and watch a movie. Val thinks apologies are equivalent to seduction.

��Come now, baby. It wasn’t that big a deal, was it?”

The very act of Val asking meant he didn’t understand. Vox ignored him. The best he could ignore a ten foot moth man who was crooning next to his internal microphones and rubbing his hands over Vox’s vest. Except Vox was the most well practiced person in Hell at ignoring Valentino. It didn’t matter how determined Val was.

Well… the outcome was usually 50/50 with who managed to hold out longer. Vox took another bite of his pizza.

“You promised you wouldn’t spend another dinner this week working.”

Absently, Vox gestured toward the main screen in front of his desk, which was not showing a feed of anywhere in the tower or in the streets. He was trying to watch a movie. Eat pizza. A very American dinner activity, as far as he was concerned.

Yet Val leaned over his head, the floof of his ruff getting in Vox’s eyes as he still tried to disregard him. The grabbing at his chest was getting harder and harder to ignore though. Especially as Val had crept Vox’s red and black sweater vest up so the only layer between his hands and flesh was now his button up.

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Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valentino/Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Characters: Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Vox (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Top Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Bottom Valentino (Hazbin Hotel), Assgasm, Music, Valentino's Plants (Hazbin Hotel), Soft Vox (Hazbin Hotel)

It wasn’t that Val hated Vox’s singing. It was the complete opposite. Vox’s singing, when it wasn’t pushed by Hell being a musical, was one of the most beautiful sounds Val had ever heard in life or death. He wasn’t the only one to think so—the plants around him would sway toward Vox’s voice, those which should have required more time to angle their stamens still having moved between blinks.

When Valentino was in a bad mood, he took it out on others. It wasn’t a matter of liking it or not. It was just so much emotion inside of him that had no way of escaping until he dragged it out through violence.

Dripping with blood, he returned not only to the penthouse above the Vee Tower, but to the balcony. There was still too much inside of him, but further bloodshed wasn’t about to help. It rose as a lump in his throat, which he eased through the smoke of his cigarette. He blew it out over the balcony and glared down at the shining lights.

He was supposed to like shining lights, but it all irked him at the moment. Even more when he heard the humming from inside, drifting out to join him and the plants which dwelt outside. Vox and his music.

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