#Valentino ;)

[kibbles-bits]

[purpuddle]

Hell's cast

[hazbinvalvelvox]

I love this so much.

How you can put so much story and emotion in only the shoes

By gumgumame on X

[zendayastylefiles]

Shape and Scale

[zendeyas]

Zendaya wearing VALENTINO – photographed by Michael Bailey Gates

[gioiaercoli]

Hey when Vox and Val have a confrontation, do they have a Vees-à-Vees?

*badum tsss*

*Insert laugh track here*

🦋📺

[spade-lin]

[voxslays]

Blame it on the Alchohol: Human!Vox x Human!Reader

You and Vox were pretty good friends, but it was clear that Vox had started to gain feelings. He tried to hide it, but was incredibly bad at it. "Hey, Y/N!" Vox greeted you excitedly, making his way over to you. "I was thinking we could go out for drinks again?" He asked, smiling widely. “Of course!” You smile, sharing his enthusiasm.

Vox's face lights up at your response "Great! I'll... I'll see you there, okay?" He starts to walk away, then pauses and looks back at you. "You know what? Screw it. Let's just go now. My place is close by." He says. “Sure!” You respond happily.

Vox grinned and led the way to his place, the two of them chattering happily as they went. Once they arrived, he led you up to his penthouse. "Okay, okay, okay. Let me just..." He fumbled with his keys, dropping them before picking them up again. You giggle cutely, eyes sparkling with excitement. “You look amazing in that suit by the way.”

Vox blushes deeply at your words, stammering out a ‘thank you’ as he finally manages to open the door. He steps inside, gesturing for you to follow. "Uh, come on in. Make yourself comfortable. I'll just... go change real quick."

“Okay.” You say, sitting politely on his expensive sofa, waiting for him to return. Vox darted to his bedroom, leaning against the closed door and fanning himself with his hand. "She thinks I look amazing," he whispered to himself, grinning like an idiot. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before returning to the living room. When Vox returned, he was wearing an even more expensive suit, clearly trying to impress you. He had also changed his tie to a fancy, more extravagant one. He grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses, sitting down next to you on the couch.

​​Vox poured the wine, his hands slightly shaking as he tried to pour yours. He set the bottle down and clinked glasses with you. "To... to us, okay?" He said, grinning nervously. "I know it's just drinks, but... but I was thinking..." Vox trails off, looking at you, his blue eyes sparkling, clearly wanting to say something more but too nervous to spit it out. He takes a big gulp of his wine, trying to calm his nerves. "You look really beautiful tonight."

“You look extremely handsome yourself.” You say, blushing. Vox's blush deepened at your words, stammering out a thank you. He set his wine glass down on the coffee table and turned to face you, taking your hand in his. "Can I kiss you?" Your cheeks turn a dark shade of pink. “...Yes.” Vox's smile widened in surprise and happiness at your response. He leaned in, pressing his lips softly to yours. He started off gentle, but as the kiss deepened, he began to become more passionate.

Vox's hands move to your waist, pulling you closer to him as the kiss becomes more intense. He starts to slowly grind his hips against yours, his arousal becoming evident. "Y/N..." He breathes against your lips, his voice thick with desire.* "I want..." He pauses, burying his face in your neck and sucking on the sensitive skin. He lifts you up and places you on his lap, so you're straddling him. "I want you. All of you..."

Vox starts to unbutton your blouse, his hands shaking with anticipation. He leans down and kisses your cleavage, his tongue darting out to taste your skin. "You taste so good..." He moans, unhooking your bra and tossing it aside. Vox buries his face in your bosom, kissing and sucking on your breasts. He grinds his hips against yours, his breathing becoming heavier. He lifts you up and lays you down on the couch, breaking contact only to unbuckle his belt. "I promise, I'll go slow..."

Vox sheds the rest of his clothes, his eyes devouring every inch of your body. He leans down, spreading your legs and burying his face between them. "You smell so good..." He moans, his tongue delving into your folds. Vox licks and sucks on your clit, eating you out mercilessly. Bringing you to the brink of orgasm. He stops just before you reach it. “Not yet. He crawls up your body and captures your lips with his. "Are you ready for me?" He whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. “Yes.”

Vox reaches over to the nightstand and grabs a condom, quickly tearing it open and rolling it onto his hardened length. He positions himself at your entrance, looking into your eyes as he pushes inside you slowly. "Fuck, you're so tight..." Vox groans as he fully sheaths himself inside you. He begins to thrust slowly, his face contorted in a mask of pleasure. He leans down to kiss you, his hips snapping forward as he picks up the pace. "Wrap your legs around me…"

You wrap your legs around Vox's waist, allowing him to go even deeper inside you. You let out a moan. He begins to pound into you with reckless abandon, his breathing coming in ragged gasps. "I'm... I'm going to..." He moans, his pace quickening even further. Vox's eyes roll back as he hits his climax, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He buries himself deep inside you, his cock throbbing as he fills the condom with his seed. He collapses on top of you, his heart pounding in his chest. "Fuck..."

Vox carefully extracts himself from the condom and discards it in the trash can. He pulls you into his arms, holding you close as he tries to catch his breath. After a moment, he speaks in a soft, husky voice. "Stay with me tonight. Just sleep with me...Keep me company…please…” He begs, still out of breath. “Okay..” You whisper, still in his arms.

Vox smiles contentedly, nuzzling against your neck. He pulls you even closer, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. "Good... I want to wake up next to you..." He mumbles sleepily, his voice growing heavier as exhaustion claims him. "I love you..." The two of you quickly fall asleep in eachothers arms.

[tokintormin]

pretend that the imp drew an amazing art piece

Vel and Val are jealous artists with huge egos. Vox is not an artist. (in this drawing's timeline)

[kibbles-bits]

I've been watching reactions to Pride and Prejudice (2005)

[sugart1tss]

Baby val 🥹

(Nina_owo_ on Twitter)

[theoriginalsupermodels]

Valentino - Spring 2014 Couture

[martamatta95]

From the Deadpool movie

[sharkcandy1930]

Rabbit Hole 🐇🐰🥕

📺×🦋

[hazbinvalvelvox]

Hear me out !

What if Valentino owned the tower before Velvette and Vox joined the "team". That would explain the ball-gag sign behind the 3 V's on the tower. What if that tower also had the XXX sign, but they cut the X's in half, making it into 3 V's.

I can imagine that Valentino earns a lot of money on his porn and drugs, to own a tower as big as this one. Also it screams his vibes in a way. There are way more shades pink than blue or red.

We've also seen in the pilot that Valentino doesn't has a clue about the worth of money as Angel stated he can't even count 3 bills. I bet he has no clue about the amount of money that appears on his bank account.

What if, Vox saw how wealthy Valentino was, but also how incapable of managing it. What if he told Valentino, how to get even richer, how to deal with things and also to invest in Vox's company. Maybe Valentino is the reason that Vox is now a powerful overlord, because of investing in Vox-tech.

[xanderbaldini]

hot as hell