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fishermanshook · 2 months ago

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HEART OF GOLD ICHOR.

( sprout s. , glisten , & vee v. ) + gn!toon!reader

⋆·˚🔱 ༘ * hints of inspo. from @eclipseberrycake. [go read their work it’s divine] , h/c’s + small size intended , can be read as romantic or platonic [best friends for /p readers] , possible ooc-ness , mentions of a panic attack [glisten.] , reader is hinted to be a distractor , I can’t write dialogue for shit , not proof-read , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

Runs are inherently dangerous. No matter how seasoned of a distractor you are, there’s no guarantee you’ll ever make it back to the elevator in time.

This run is just another piece of evidence as to why.

꒰wc꒱ 1,427 , read pt. 2 here.

SPROUT SEEDLY.

Had Sprout Seedly been there just a second earlier, he knows he could’ve gotten you. He knows he would’ve been able to swoop you up and away as his twisted form was hot on your tail, tendrils spiraling up from the ground as you dodged them left and right. But deep down inside, he knows that he wouldn’t have been able to anyway, not when the last machine had finished and not after a twisted Gigi popped up and out of nowhere, the two of them pulling your mangled body down into a pool of black tar as the elevator closed right in front of him.

Right in front of you, with your hand extended out just enough that he swears he could’ve touched the tips of your fingers.

Sprout doesn’t register the first tear that falls, nor the second or third. Not until he hears the all too familiar cranking and turning of Dandy’s little shop of Horror does he instinctively wipe his face with the back of his hand. It comes back slightly wet, damp with the salty tears of his own. Instead of sadness, rage takes its place, and it takes everything in him to hold that back.

—

“What the fuck Dandy!” Sprout screams at the colorful flower sitting pretty behind his make-shift pop-up store, a bandaid perched between the two of them— on discount, nonetheless.

“Deary me, what seems to have occurred— oh! You seem to be down one—oooh. Ah.” Dandy’s face falters for a second. Floor thirty three and just now they lose you. How pitiful. “I was wondering how long it would take.”

Anger boiled inside of him. A rage he hadn’t felt for god knows how long. “Listen, man,” Sprout announced, fishing around in his bag for something, “I’ll give you as many tapes as you want, I’ll give up every single one I earn and be in debt to you as long as needed,” he slams what seems to be a bucket full of tapes on Dandy’s stand, “but I’m not leaving here until I get that damn antidote for [name]. So pay up.”

“Sprout, you know that I can’t do that.”

“If you care about the wellbeing of your so-called ‘friends’, you’ll give me the fucking thing.”

“Get the research first, Seedly.” And Dandy’s shop is already going down. Sprout doesn’t dare follow along, too shaken up to heave himself over the shop table and fall after the deceptive little flower.

GLISTEN.

One second, you’re standing by him, watching the area and playing with the ginormous pink bow on his back while he works his magic at the machine. The next? You’re being dragged away from him, a scream ripped out of you before pure silence followed quickly after. Glisten can only whip his head around in time to spot the familiar growing dark puddle of tar alongside the ichor-stained claws of twisted Goob himself.

He wants to scream, to cry, to jump himself on top of the monster that twisted Goob is and rip out his stupid fucking eyeballs for being the reason he can’t find your black and blue bruised body—but he just can’t find it in himself. Even as the furry craft locks his beady little eyes on the vanity mirror, he can’t move a muscle. At least he’ll be joining you again, minus the discomfort that his twisted form brought him, at least he’ll still be with you.

And it’s as if Rodger can hear his deeply unspoken thoughts because the magnifying glass is quick to snatch Glisten's arm away before Goob can and do it himself, tossing him a few stale gumballs —the ones that get left in Dandy’s inventory for far too long— and tell him to start running. That’s when the adrenaline kicks in, and he can only get as far as he can before the mirror’s hunched over on his knees, gasping for air as he starts to hyperventilate. The main’s plushies loom directly over him. Vee and Astro stare disappointingly above him: aren’t you meant to keep face? What does one toon’s death mean to you?

They stare with no mercy, and Glisten only feels like he might puke.

—

The elevator is cold and quiet by the time Glisten can pull himself inside. One teleport to Tisha and he’s already clinging to the side of the door trying his best to conceal his broken attempts at breathing and the mascara dripping from his teary eyes— but is it even worth it at this point? What’s left to hide when the one thing he’s cherished oh, so much has been stripped away from his side?

You’re gone. One with the ichor now, and Glisten can only beg his teammates to end the run here. He can’t risk Dandy pulling at the string of fucking fate and having to run into your twisted form. No, he doesn’t even want to imagine what you may look like. Your body, mangled and deranged and forced to move to the ichor’s will.

The team listens to his prayer, and they head back up, but not before he can make out just the slightest bit of something coming from the other side of the door. Echoes of a voice sounding way too familiar to your shouting. Screaming. Of agony? He hopes not, but at him? He thinks he’ll twist himself before he dares to take a hearken.

VEE VERSION ONE.

It’s always a game of luck and skill when you’re a distractor —you never truly know what to expect next. Sure, you can predict the next time Scraps will try and snipe you, and you can surely attempt to avoid Rodger’s watchful and menacing eye after someone didn’t pay close enough attention towards what capsule they were picking up…but escaping from a twisted pebble? Vees…not sure.

She knew she shouldn’t have let you distract this floor. They had Pebble with them —someone who, not to be rude, was much faster than you in situations like these. You could’ve just let the guy take his twisted version, let him run himself tired all across the map, but no. YOU wanted to play hero today, so you went ahead and put yourself on the line, Astro wasn’t able to reach you in time for a stamina boost and you didn’t have a pop or even a speed candy on you and you had too little supplies to work with and—snap.

The sound itself rings throughout the map again. Or, in this case, through Vee’s mind as the wires and zeros and ones of her digitally coded, precisely ciphered DNA force her to relive your last moments on a never-ending loop. Over and over and over again.

Guilt rots in her motherboard as they descend the elevator once more. Numbness overcomes her heart, and she feels as if she’s on the verge of breaking out into tears, but nothing comes. Just the newfound pit in her stomach, and the overarching feeling that she can’t go on like this for much longer. The feeling only continues to grow, bubbling in her stomach and escaping to other regions of her toon-like body. She can’t stay in here for another second, and without another thought, Vee’s already pulling the lever to head back to the lobby. No questions asked, even as the others look with momentary confusion before putting the dots together.

Vee is the first one to leave the elevator and ignores any other calls of her name quickly after. None of them emit the same tone that yours once did anyway.

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By the time Vee makes her way back to her room, she feels empty. The television flickers quietly as she sinks down in front of her vanity mirror; its shine fades without you here. She senses her energy waning, as if her system is shutting down. The world around her feels like it is crumbling, and Vee can only just make it to her bed—overwhelmed by the decorative sheets and blankets she had borrowed from your room during the countless sleepovers you shared—before her strength gives out completely. Her empty body lands softly on the bed with a quiet thud.

Vee won’t wake for at least the next few hours, and no one should expect to see her around so suddenly after your demise.

note: so how did we like the angst...

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pukefactory · 1 month ago

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Not sure if you accept two requests from the same person, but may I ask for a Vee x Reader that got critically injured somehow in someway, similar to MISS YOU (The sprout x reader thing)

Remember to drink water.

⌁₊˚⊹ ACID SKIN ⊹˚₊⌁

↯ Summary: A Compilation Of Headcanons Featuring Vee Saving The Reader From Dying

↯ Character(s): Vee Version 1 (Dandy’s World)

↯ Genre: Headcanons, SFW

↯ Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!

↯ Image Credits: @stxrs-in-my-sky

⚡︎ Vee finds you barely conscious, your body trembling in a pool of your own ichor. Her usual smug demeanor vanishes in an instant, her screen flickering erratically between static and a critical error message. “Not good, not good,” she mutters, gripping you tightly. She never panics—but right now? Right now, she’s two seconds from forcibly rebooting herself just to pretend this isn’t happening.

⚡︎ The Twisted responsible doesn’t get far. One second it’s towering over you, the next, Vee’s microphone cord is wrapped around its throat, crackling with electricity. Her screen stays eerily blank, save for a single blinking message: [ELIMINATE THREAT]. It doesn’t stand a chance.

⚡︎ “Stay awake. Hey. HEY. Answer my question.” She’s practically shaking you, her voice sharp, desperate. “Question 1: You’re not gonna die on me, right?” You barely manage a whisper, and Vee’s grip tightens. “Wrong answer.”

⚡︎ She talks—constantly—because if she stops, then the silence will settle, and she’ll have to acknowledge the fact that you’re slipping away. Her voice is rushed, glitching slightly, like she’s buffering. “Alright, next question—what’s two plus two? Four? No, wrong. The answer is you staying alive.”

⚡︎ She’s logical. She’s efficient. But none of that helps when she can’t fix this. Her bow tie is stained with your ichor, her screen flashing different critical messages she doesn’t even register. “I don’t like where this is going,” she mutters, over and over.

⚡︎ She considers calling for backup but dismisses the idea just as quickly. She doesn’t want Astro or Brightney or anyone else seeing her like this—frantic, vulnerable, terrified. This is her problem to solve. She refuses to let you be another system failure.

⚡︎ “You’re ridiculous,” she says, voice crackling. “You’re so ridiculous, you know that? Getting yourself into this mess. Making me deal with it.” She’s gripping your hand so tight that if you were any stronger, you’d complain. “…You have to reboot. That’s an order.”

⚡︎ If you lose consciousness, she’ll never admit it, but she screams your name. It’s robotic, distorted, but desperate. She slams a fist against her screen, the green glow of her circuits flashing erratically. “NO. Nope. Not happening.”

⚡︎ Vee isn’t built for carrying people, but that doesn’t stop her from hauling you into her arms and bolting. Every step is calculated, precise. She’s never moved this fast in her life, doesn’t care that her circuits are overheating. She’s getting you out. Now.

⚡︎ “Final round,” she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands are shaking. “Last question. The most important one.” She waits until your eyes flutter open, just for a second. “…Are you still with me?” Your fingers twitch. It’s not a full answer, but it’s enough. [CORRECT] flashes across her screen.

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eclipseberrycake · 4 months ago

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Incognito Mode (CleanBrowserHistory x Reader)

AN: As an irl girl kisser, I totally get that. IRL men disgust me- because Traumaaa- but fictional men? Perfect. Chef's kiss. But fictional WOMEN?

Anyway-

This was a request!

☁ THOSE GIRLS, GIRLS, GIRLS.

☁ How I adore them. I mean Tisha mains are hit or miss for me tbh, I tried breaking the allegations I did, but like...the allegations remain.

☁ But Vee and Shelly? Never met a main of them i didn't like.

☁ Anyway,

☁ As always, what kinda partner could I see them with. Honestly? Any of them, really.

☁ Extractor toon? Perfect.

☁ Shelly is taking every opportunity to wrap her arms around you, nuzzling into your cheek from behind as she allows her ability to thrum around you, immediately speeding up the extraction process.

☁ Vee is always teasing you, leaning against the machine about how you should "Just let her do it, she's faster and doesn't want you ruining those perfect hands of yours." She's got plans for them, you know?

☁ Tisha loves seeing you extract. She doesn't distract often, but when she does, she always does it in a way she can see you through a window or down the call, calling out cheers your way and making you mess up your skill check.

☁ Distractor toon? Great.

☁ You stress Shelly out, but she'll get over it. She's constantly giving people extraction boosts just so you don't have to distract as long, immediately collapsing into your arms as with tears in her eyes as she thanks you over and over for staying safe. Or if you're hurt, she's practically dragging you to whichever healer is with them and demanding them to do something.

☁ Vee won't admit it, but she does machines faster than she normally does, which is already fast. She is quick to finish them one by one and passing off her own Vee-mote to someone else if it means you're out there as short as possible.

☁ Tisha is always nearby to give you a speed boost :). You and her pick up a good rhythm where if you constantly need to be running, you switch out so the other can regenerate some stamina if Sprout isn't nearby. Each switch out is stamped by a quick peck along with a call of an airhorn to call the Twisted's attention away.

☁ Healer toon? Sold.

☁ Shelly loves, loves, loves getting healed by you a million percent. She'll never go out of her way to get hit, of course not, but she's a little more willing to play emergency distractor if thats the case. Even if it means getting scolded by you. Every time you're healing her, you never leave without a parting kiss, and really who can blame her if that's her reward?!

☁ Vee, like Sprout, is the worst for being healed. She doesn't like sitting still, she doesn't like appearing like she isn't the best to you. She'll pout the entire time, but, much like Shelly, once you bestow a kiss upon her for a reward, she's sparking between the antennae and perking right up, immediately pulling you back for what she's deem a proper kiss.

☁ Tisha is the one who gets healed the most, but she's endlessly apologetic. She doesn't try to get hit, but sometimes she looses sight over where that one Twisted went and is swiftly reminded where they went. She tries her hardest not to get hit though and always returns the reward you bestow upon her with a kiss of her own, filled with giggles.

☁ It doesn't matter what kind of toon you are, especially with these girlies. They are always so supportive and loving.

☁ Vee loves having game nights with you guys, playing some version of her game show with you three as her contestants. She caters the questions to your guys' special interests and always just lights up when she sees how excited the three of you get.

☁ Moreso when you start learning each others special interests and she gets to watch as Shelly gapes over you or Tisha beating her to the buzzer about dinosaurs.

☁ Cleaning with Tisha too is insane. She's a bit of a neat freak and that bleeds into every part of her life, her day-to-day included. Your room is always immaculate and Tisha can get pouty if you guys aren't mindful of it.

☁ Vee is also on the neater side, argue with the wall. Tisha is endless appreciative even if you and Shelly are a little messier. It's a give and take with them really.

☁ You and Shelly make sure the other two are taking care of themselves. So even if Tisha is in med-bay, you're bringing her food and love and cuddles. Or if Vee got short-circuited by Finn, Shelly is right beside her making sure she's as comfortable as possible as she reboots.

☁ Runs with these guys are fun too! Fun but quick. The problem is their twisteds.

☁ Tisha's twisted is a common so she's become acquainted with seeing her, but Vee and Shelly are less so. Their Twisteds are rarer and it's harder to see them, especially when you and Tisha are on the run.

☁ Feeling the confusion warp your psyche always Shelly into a bit of a Tizzy. She remembers vaguely the destruction her other form caused and it terrified her. She didn't want that to be unleashed on any of her partners and needs one of you with her just to keep her grounded.

☁ She doesn't like going far when this is the case as the confusion probably hits her the hardest, making directions especially hard for her, so if one of you sticks with her near elevator, she should make it out okay.

☁ Vee's twisted is...more difficult.

☁ When the pop-ups appear in front of each of your faces with the shrill shriek of her short-circuits sparking off, Vee is immediately dreading the worst. She's constantly telling you three to not go anywhere near that twisted, even if one of you is the distractor. She won't allow it. She couldn't fathom her twisted being the reason one of you got hurt.

☁ While she won't need someone to walk with her, she does like keeping you all in her line of sight, even if that seems impossible.

☁ Speaking of, Dandy forbid, you get hurt. These girls? Protective to a fault. Tisha frets like a mother, making sure the wound stays clean even as the healer tries to get her out of the way to look at it.

☁ Shelly is also near hysterics as she worries you're going to die, even if it's just a simple flesh wound. You probably have to comfort her while Sprout or Ginger or Cosmo is healing you, lol.

☁ VEE. Oh-ho-ho. Vee already hates Dandy, and the feeling is very much reciprocated. So if you get hurt on a floor he's supposed to show up, and he's there without a heal?

☁ She's literally grabbing him by skin of his chest and yanking him close enough she could really emphasize her point. She's hurling threats of harm and dismemberment his way, demanding a first aid kit. Whether she gets it or not I guess depends on how far you were or if this is just a minor injury.

☁ Even if she does get it, you're already healed by the time she turns around lol.

☁ If it's the cards and there's a medical option, she's daring someone to pick another option. Her and Sprout have probably clashed on this before, but their besties, it's bound to happen.

☁ Speaking of, Astro and Sprout? Shelly and Vee's besties?

☁ They thank you for taking them off their hands every chance they get. They love the girls, they do, but like...they got their own hands full (Ifykyk) so not having to worry as much and have you do it? Gives them a sense of relief.

☁ Overall, these girls are so loving and so caring and I just know they treat you so, so well <3

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glitchy1938 · 1 month ago

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Vee Version 1 :

• She slightly grained feelings for you when you decided to show up every time in her game shows. ^^

• She pretends to hate you since it's embarrasses he a lot when others tease her.

• Call you "My virus", "Affectionate loving Devic" and "Loveable Deadly virus"~

• Either kisses you on your neck, cheek or knuckles. (Are you asking how the hell can a TV can kiss ?.... IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS !!)

• Give you all her merchandise (including a shirt she made with the help of Zakia "my OC")

• She love you a lot, tho, has trouble saying it since she might over heat ^^'

• She also take you sometimes to her gameshows for you to participate.

• She really HATE Dandy, and the feeling are reciprocal, but if he EVER start to yell at you or insult you.... Oooh boy~ she's not mad, SHE'S PISSED !!!

• She'll jump at him and start grabbing him by his petals and yelling at him to apologize to you, and if he refuse....

• hmm.... Let's just say that, Astro and Sprout would need to pull her away from him 'cuz, she's gonna beat the leaving-HELL ou of him...

• She'll never admit it but, she LOVE the sleepovers you AND the girls do, she'll just play cool

• Don't tell jer, but you and some of the girls found out that ehr screen can show what she's dreaming~ but it's SOO funny to watch !!

• Lien, one night, you came back with some snacks, and you saw the girls trying so much not tu laugh too loud, you ask them what's going on, and then, you saw on Vee's screen what she's dreaming...

• It's was her and Finn swimming under the water and her saying " YES I'M NOT SCARED OF WATER ANYMORE !!" it was o cute and funny !!

Glisten the mirror :

• How can I say... Congratulation with this diva !!!

• This man LOVED attention, it's not a secret, he genuinely enjoy if you are clingy. Not only does it inflate his ego to have someone devotedly following him, but it also secretly boost his Confidence -

• He'd admit his insecurities to you sometimes... Just like Rogue... But he's happy to have you by his side...

• no matter what Glisten need help with, you're constantly at his side- helping him fix his makeup, fetching anything he requests without hesitation, and action as his personal assistant

• He call you "Darling", "Princess" or even "Sugar" (it's sooo cute !!!)

• He love you so deeply that he constantly saying to other toons how awesome and great you are

• He parades you like a prized gem, strutting through Gardenview as if to show off your unwavering devotion. You're simply content knowing he's safe and by your side.

• If you have a nightmare, he's right next to you and comfort you, even when it's really late. He doesn't care if he have to stay up ALL night to comfort you, he love you

You were crying on his chest again... clinging up to him as if you let go, he would disappear... He keep running his hand through your back, he hate it when he see you crying or scared... "Sorry... I-I keep ruining your beauty sleep..." You say, trying to stop your tears, he gently caress you cheeks as he look at you softly. "I love you Darling, I don't care of anything else but you and your safety"

• He really love you to do your makeup, like if you need to look good for something special, then he'll gladly do it for you !!

#dandy's world x reader #vee x reader #glitter #dandys world #x you fluff #vee version 1 #glisten dandys world #vee dandys world #x reader fluff

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rottenspawn · 19 hours ago

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Hi nice to meet ya I was hoping you could write a romantic headcanon of vee x a toon reader who is machine like her plz hope you have a good day.

R0B0T1C LOV3

—-> Vee X Machine!Reader

(SFW)

________________ (YES YES ABSOLUTELY ILY,btw reader is gn/fem in this)

—You guys would absolutely YAP in Morse code when talking shit

—Vee always has you as her co-host to spend as much time as possible with you

—Y,all r lit ‘Good Luck,Babe!’

—You guys have a re-charge station as a hangout space

—Brags about you being her partner ALOT

—Sometimes has questions about you in her gameshow

—Since yall lit can’t kiss you guys just put kiss emojis on your screens LMAO

—Gets mad and defensive FAST if someone talks bad abt you(would ban them from her gameshow lowk)

—Hugs are from the side bc of her hug ass head,she only hugs you in PRIVATE

—If someone flirts with you she pulls you closer and if that doesn’t work she tells them to fuck off

EXTRA

“Hey babe mind putting some oil in

my finger joints they’re creaking”📺

“Yeah sure,but how did you wear them out so fast again?”

“I jumped shrimpo”📺

“WHAT-”

#Dandysworld #dandys world x reader #vee x reader #vee dandys world #vee version 1 #dw vee #Dandysworld vee x reader #Vee #X reader

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coffeethepuppy · 6 hours ago

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Wondered if it was possible for a yandere Vee? With how she wants you to look at her, she’s probably not the best at sharing the attention you give her, her favorite game show contestant!

Here you go! maybe a bit ooc (I went off of her personality from the wiki 💔 I'm so sorry if this isn't what you wanted.)

#dandys world x reader #dandy's world x reader #dandy's world fanart #vee dandys world #vee version 1 #dw vee #vee x reader #yandere dandys world #yandere art #yandere au #yandere #dandys world #dandy's world #art #coffee

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vettelsvee · 8 months ago

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i’m focused on 6 wip right now but i have this little thing saved on my drafts since april and i have this story about, you know… and after a tiktok appearing on my fyp about this… you know… i’ve always seen certain driver as certain fictional character from certain movie saga… and i might have a story in mind since then

#vee’s ted talks #idk you tell me #formula 1 #f1 #star wars #sebastian vettel #vettel #sv5 #sebastian vettel fic #moodboard #aesthetic #sebastian vettel x reader #star wars x f1 (vee’s version)#obi wan kenobi #kenobi #f1 fic #jedi #f1 x reader

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deadghosy · 1 year ago

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☆MASTERLIST OF

HAZBIN HOTEL☆

(Color sorted)

Edit: I DONT DO REQUESTS OF HAZBIN HOTEL NO MORE.

“SWAG! *sends pic in hospital*”

Hazbin hotel x Jeff the killer! Reader

“I think I killed someone on accident mom/dad”

How they react to teen! Reader learning how to drive

Hazbin hotel x slenderman! Reader

LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X READER

Friendship hcs with the hazbin crew

ALBERT/FLAMINGO! READER X HAZBIN GANG

Cat! Reader x Lucifer

Hazbin hotel x elder! Sister of Lucifer Morningstar

Elder! Sister meeting others

Lucifer Morningstar x gn!reader

Younger sister! Reader of Lucifer Morningstar

H.H. Cast react to penguin’s reader mouth

platonic Lucifer Morningstar x gn! Child reader

VEES MEETING MY VERSION OF Y/N

Hazbin hotel x Bendy! Reader

“Dad/mom, I got a headache”

Dogday!reader

Dogday!reader getting hurt

How they react to you throwing up

HAZBIN HOTEL X MOTH COTL! READER

HAZBIN HOTEL X NOOB READER

HAZBIN HOTEL X RACCOON! READER

Hazbin hotel angels x trailblazer! Reader

Hotel hazbin x Caelus! Reader

“Cracked out”- Alastor x male stoner! Reader

TWIN READERS X HAZBIN HOTEL

Platonic Alastor x gn! Reader

How they react to child gn! Reader being bullied

ST. PATRICKS DAY WITH HAZBIN GANG

HELL/HEAVEN X GARDNER! READER

Hazbin hotel x Ben drowned! reader

“Would you love me if I was a worm?”

JELLYFISH! READER X HAZBIN HOTEL

Hazbin hotel x penguin! Reader pt 1

Hazbin hotel angels x penguin! Reader pt2

RETURN OF PENGUIN IN HELL pt3

COURT FOR PENGUIN/PENGUIN!READER PT4

Where the Penguin! Reader will live: pt.5

Catnap!reader

Enderman! Reader headcannons/imagines

CATNAP! Reader hanging out with the VEES

Enderman! Reader

Hazbin hotel x fem! Catnap reader headcannons

“MOM/DAD LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!”

ENDERMAN! READER GETTING HURT

Angel Dust platonic x gn! Reader

Hazbin hotel x Kirby! Reader

Cute chibi! reader headcannons

How they react to child gn! Reader getting hurt

“Mom/dad! I had a nightmare!”

Hazbin Hotel x Wally Darling! Reader

HAZBIN HOTEL X CHIBI! Reader

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dandysworld-meh-imagines · 21 days ago

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howdy love your stuff I was wondering if you could do a romantic twisted vee x a reader that is slowly starting to become a twisted themselves.

Twisted Vee With A Reader Who Is Slowly Becoming A Twisted Themselves!

Twisted Vee has made my double main floors HELL LMFAOOO (still love her sm) here you go, anon, I really liked this idea! Thank you for requesting! <3

-Anna

-Losing Vee was devastating and you remember how much you cried at everyone else who agreed to keep Vee out of the elevator when she was starting to REALLY glitch and break down. Being one of the slowest in the team would get you hit but Vee was smart enough to avoid every single twisted she came across and you have come to really trust her to take care of herself. Though it seems that one good hit was really all it took for her system to start breaking. It wasn't like any of you knew how to fix it, it used to be the job of the staff that ran this place, after all.

-Vee quietly watched while she tried her best not to glitch, trying to reboot and failing miserably. She returned her screen to her normal one before shooting you a sympathetic gaze and slowly walking away, her head twitching and her antennas glitching, barely being able to walk. Though, you couldn't even see the result as you watched the elevator door close down in front of your crying face, quietly calling out to Vee over and over. Everyone secretly knew it was the best for the team as someone showing very strange behaviors or even being critically injured was a guarantee that they'll be left behind on a floor. It's best for everyone's safety, after all.

-You always liked going to Vee for advice and she would teach you with a smile how to extract faster. Even though she might not know the right words to tell you exactly, you could still learn a lot from her. It helped with not feeling horrible at this entire situation, just expressing quiet smiles at each other and finding comfort in each other's presence. Her encouragement always helped you feel more confident in general and she helped the team a lot with spotting the enemies, pressing on the mic and her antennas twitching. Her not being here with you made you lose so much confidence and you panicked a lot.

-You made more and more mistakes, causing damage to yourself by twisteds who injured you here and there, causing you to bleed ichor. At one point, you had gotten so weak, you couldn't help but lean against some boxes, your vision growing more blurry and it was starting to hurt.. your body hurt, your injuries ached. You saw one of the toons in your team spotting you, taking some steps back while giving you a sad look and walking away, you knew exactly what that look meant and you suddenly felt your chest hurt. They were leaving you behind and there was nothing you could do about it.

-Your eyes couldn't keep open and you soon fell unconscious, the last thing you could hear were these loud footsteps before they stopped in front of you and you felt yourself being picked up. You slowly opened your eyes and you saw Vee.. or rather.. Twisted Vee. Her body had really really changed, she was way taller, her face was different and more aggressive, her body was split in half with ichor dripping from it and more. She seemed a bit startled when you opened your eyes before her screen was loading, scanning you for a while before her expression softened a little bit. If you looked down at your body, you could see your wounds were patched. It wasn't perfect but it seemed to stop the bleeding. Your eyes gazed towards Vee as she tilted her head at you a little. You also seemed to be laying on something soft.

-She placed her hands next to you into the couch as her head hovered above you, more analyzing as she scanned your body though it seemed to fail when she tried scanning your face, showing a concerned face as she got closer to you. She watched as your weak hand tried to touch the side of her screen, happy to at least be reunited with her, even if she was like this. It was still the same Vee you knew, just she couldn't really speak. She grabbed your hand before pressing it against the couch as a big X appeared on her screen, she seemed to be telling you to rest instead as she showed a more firm but concerned face. Vee is your girlfriend so you knew how to read the faces she makes and what they meant, as she wasn't always good with words.

-You watched as she looked away from you before starting to pace around in front of you, looking at the ground as she placed her hands at her head, her screen flickering a bit as she kept running searches and searches or absolutely anything as you kept hearing "Beep-Beep" sound from her as her screen kept turning into a big X. Your eyes hurt but you still took the effort to look at her for longer than usual. Vee felt your gaze and looked back at you, this time with a more panicked face than before and she came towards you, trying to hold your face as gently as she could and looked into your eyes, her face slowly glitching and becoming a scared one. You couldn't understand what she was so worried about but your eyes were starting to hurt more, your vision appearing more blurry than before.

-"Vee.. love.. what's wrong?" Oh, you should have seen how her face dropped when she heard your weak voice, screen glitching a bit as she looked away, not knowing what to do or how to show you what was wrong. She wished she could just tell you but the part of her that let her speak was broken now, making her speechless. She thought for a little bit before she showed a mini version of you with your patched injuries on her screen but your eyes were red. Her screen turned back to normal as she watched you look at her shocked. You knew now finally, you were becoming a twisted and it wouldn't be long before you joined them too. Even if your wounds were patched, they still ached and you felt yourself weak and shaky, not to mention your eyes hurting and you couldn't see well.

-Vee looked visibly stressed as she continued to search for a solution, something to help you, anything. But the X kept appearing on her screen. She knew many many other things but not how to fix this.. how to fix you. She was twitching as she kept going, desperate for something at least but your hand on her own was what stopped her as she immediately looked at you. She watched as you slowly leaned your face up at her and she did the same as she rested her other robotic hand on top of your own. You kissed the part where her mouth is supposed to be and she leaned forward, mimicking a kiss as she closed her eyes, when you leaned back, she had a soft but defeated look on her face, as she could only watch you get worse and worse. Before she loses you forever to ichor, she made her face have a big heart to show you she loves you before showing you a smile, though her eyes showed just how much this hurt her. She really wanted you to make it far, her beloved one.

-When you closed your eyes and your symptoms became worse, Vee shook before picking you up and hugging you close to her. She knew it wasn't comfortable.. but what could she do, really? She just held you close and looked on whatever she could. You couldn't see it but she had an angry expression. Vee was blaming herself for this, if she just happened to be faster and better.. this wouldn't have happened at all. She looked down at your injuries as she saw that they bled through the patchs.. the ichor was becoming worse and it would stick towards your parts now. Who knows? The next thing she could see is you pushing her away as your mind got fully corrupted too. But until then, she sat like this with you, holding you close and closing her eyes, eventually shutting down so she won't see you push her away and not recognize her. Maybe she would get you to recognize her again but for now, she just wanted to save your last moments with her until the very end.

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Caught Between the Vees

The Vees x f! Intern Reader

Summary: Will you be able to escape The Vees?

CW: MDNI, Foursome, Light Bondage. Oral sex (both f and m), double penetration, anal play. Overstimulation, strap-on. Kinda possessive behaviour? The Vees being Vees.

Word Count: 5.6K

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part 4| Part 5

Chapter Five: Winner Takes It All

You laid sprawled across his bed, hair a mess, and small marks of his teeth still remained. The plush mattress beneath you was warm, soft, expensive—like everything Vox touched. You snuggled deeper, never wanting to leave this haven.

Your body ached in a way that made you smile lazily. Vox had been… thorough. You stretched, letting out a low hum of satisfaction as the sheets slid over your bare skin..

But then there was a knock.

Sharp, twice. Then a pause, and a third, almost hesitant one. You sighed, rolling over and tugging Vox’s oversized shirt off the floor.

The door creaked open before you could speak. An imp with wide eyes stepped in. “Miss? You’re needed in the lounge. All three Vees are waiting for you.”

The way he said all three was too careful. Like he knew it would rattle you. And it did. Your pulse kicked up, sitting up straighter.

Velvette, Valentino… and Vox, but this time with eyes that might not look at you like a lover…What did they want? What did they know? And why did it suddenly feel like your perfect morning was turning into a performance you hadn't rehearsed for?

“Did they say why?” you asked, voice cool despite the tightness starting in your chest.

The imp shook his head too fast. “No, ma’am. Just said to make sure you were dressed nice.” Of course they did.

A curl of unease twisted in your stomach. This smelled like a trap. You stood slowly, already calculating. You already had the info you wanted to give Charlie. Should you text her? No, it would be better if you told her in person, and explained more thoroughly.

You took your time. There was a mini fridge there as well. You made some coffee and he had…shark-shaped cookies? You shrugged and ate it as well. While you were gone bathing, the imp had also brought a tray full of different breakfast options. You picked at the lavish spread—hellfruit, spiced eggs and toasted bread charred just right.Vox didn’t seem to skimp on hospitality…

Your fingers twitched around the last sip of your coffee. You didn’t know which version of the Vees would be waiting, and you hated that uncertainty.

By the time you reached the hallway leading to the Vees' private lounge, the imp had scurried off somewhere, sensing it was safer not to stick around. You stopped in front of the tall doors. They were cracked open, just slightly, voices floating through. Your stomach fluttered in a way that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with the game you were about to walk into.

You took a breath and pushed the door open with the other. Three sets of eyes turned to you. Vel was draped over the arm of a chaise, sipping from a crystal glass with a wicked grin. Val was slouched like royalty in a leather armchair, smoke curling from his cigarette. Vox stood near the massive screen wall.

You stepped in. Valentino’s eyes dragged over your frame. “Well, well. Looks like someone had a good night.”

Velvette laughed. “You look comfy, babe. Breakfast good?”

You tilted your head. “Delicious.”

Vox’s expression didn’t change, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes.

Oh, you were spiraling.

Not from guilt. No, never guilt. Just… logistics.

Because technically, you hadn't made any promises. Not to Vox. Not to Val. Not to Vel. There were no labels. And anyway—the Vees were poly. Open. That’s what the entire hell knew about them. They shared toys. Broke them together. Sometimes they passed them around like cocktails. Sometimes they fought over them just to spice things up.

So really, what were you guilty of? Nothing. Right? Still, your brain wouldn’t shut up.

Velvette was the first to move, her heels clicked across the room, each step was measured, languid. Her amused gaze never left yours, like a cat playing with a mouse before the kill. “You know, sweetheart,” Vel purred, breaking the stillness like a glass shattering on marble, “we could’ve kept this all light. Had fun. But you had to make it personal.”

You startled. “I don’t understand—”

Behind her, Valentino’s chuckle was low, burning with something darker than amusement. “You know what I hate, doll?” he asked, his voice smooth but with an edge that made your skin prickle. “I hate when someone plays me.”

Your chest tightened, and you couldn’t find your footing. “Okay,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady, “What the fuck is going on—?”

And then, Vox stepped forward. His presence was like a heavy shadow falling over you. His eyes locked onto yours, glowing faintly, unreadable. “You lied to us,” he said, his voice a slow, smooth drawl.

Your stomach dropped. It felt like the floor had disappeared beneath your feet, leaving you to hang in midair. For a moment, you couldn’t speak, couldn’t move.

“What?” Your voice was raw, sharp—denial, a reflex.

Vox didn’t blink. His gaze never wavered. Velvette’s laugh was soft but dark. “Thought you could slide in all pretty, ride us, and sneak back to her with all the juicy little secrets, huh?”

The words hit you like a slap to the face, sharp and stinging. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Vox was still staring at you, still calm but cold. “Little Princess Morningstar must be very proud of your performance.”

Your mind spun, scrambling for answers, for something to hold onto, but you couldn’t make sense of anything. But the truth was already in the room, hanging heavy and damning, no matter how hard you fought against it.

Vox didn’t say anything at first. Instead, he raised his hand, just a small gesture. The lights cut out. The room plunged into darkness, and behind you, the screen flickered to life. The images were sharp and clear, the footage showed you hugging Charlie, talking very clearly what you intended for the Vees. The silence that followed was unbearable.

You were frozen. “How long,” Vel’s voice sliced through the quiet, “were you fucking us while working for her?”

“I wasn’t—!” Your voice cracked, but it was already too late.

And then, Vox whispered softly almost affectionate. “I adored you.”

You staggered back a step, breath caught in your throat. The words were a confession, an accusation, a punch in the gut. Valentino turned his head away, his jaw tight, but it was there—the flicker of betrayal in his eyes. Velvette didn’t smile anymore, she didn’t even look at you.

You stepped back. “No,” your voice barely a whisper. “No, you don’t understand, it wasn’t like—”

Another step. Then another.

“I didn’t… I didn’t mean… I wasn’t—” Your voice cracked as panic clawed its way up your spine. Your chest constricted, and vision blurred. Your body took over before your mind could stop it. You turned and ran.

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Thoughts jumbled in a million different directions, but one thing remained crystal clear in your mind: You had to get out.

Your legs carried you automatically like instinct. Down another hall. A sharp left. The V Tower’s labyrinthine design was no mystery to you; you’d studied it for weeks.

Only Charlie could get you out of here. You ripped your phone out, fumbling with the screen as you flew down the stairs. Your thumb hovered over the screen, shaking from the adrenaline. The call connected."Charlie," you gasped, voice tight with panic, barely able to keep it together. “Charlie, I need your help. I’m in trouble—I'm—”

Awful glitching filled your ears. You yelped, tearing it away from your ear and staring as Vox’s face appeared. “Darling, we didn’t finish our talk.”

Your fingers shook as you threw the phone down and it shattered.

You’re on your own. The thought settled coldly in your chest, a weight of finality sinking deep into your bones. You kept eyes trained on the stairs below, forcing your legs to keep moving, one foot after another.

You were almost there. Just a few more turns. A few more goddamn steps.

Then—BOOM.

The wall to your left exploded in a cascade of flame and stone. You shrieked, flinging yourself to the ground as debris rained over like ash from a funeral pyre. Dust clouded the air in a suffocating wave.

Valentino stepped through first, adjusting his pristine fur jacket, brushing rubble from his shoulder with deliberate flair. Right beside him, Velvette huffed and said to Val. “That was my wall you blew up, jackass.”

But Val ignored that and looked at you. “Going somewhere, sweetheart?” he drawled, voice rough and venomous.

“Aw,” Velvet pouted, her eyes glowing like twin pink stars in the smoky dark. “You didn’t even say goodbye.”

Your heart nearly stopped. You turned on your heel, every muscle screaming as you sprinted back—Only to find him.

Vox, standing in the middle of the corridor like a vision summoned from your worst nightmare. No emotion in his face. He didn’t move. He didn’t need to.

You were trapped. Fuck.

You looked left…nothing but stone. Right…just the broken wall and the flaming rubble. Forward, Vox. Behind, Val and Vel.

Nowhere to run.

“You don’t get to walk out,” Vox said, his voice distorted. “After all that you did.”

You clenched your fists, swallowing down the terror, forcing yourself to breathe. Think. THINK. But there were no secret doors here. No windows. No distractions.

The game was over.

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The world tilted sideways as you kicked and writhed, fists pounding against Valentino’s back to absolutely no effect.“Put me down, you son of a—!”

“Now why would I do that, dollface?” He purred. He had hoisted you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. You twisted, elbowed, clawed—nothing. His grip was iron, steady even as you thrashed like a wildcat. Vel skipped beside them, unbothered, humming while Vox trailed behind in complete silence.

You couldn’t get a read on them. Not when your blood was roaring in your ears and the taste of dread coated the back of your throat like smoke.

Val's laughter rumbled through his chest, jolting her. “You really thought you could play us, huh?” he said, casually, like this was a flirty conversation at a bar and not a kidnapping. “Spy on us, lie to us, take our cocks and our secrets, then waltz out like you were never ours?”

“I wasn’t yours,” you hissed, struggling harder. “I never said I was—”

He smacked your ass. “You acted like it,” he said, sharp and low now, all venom under the charm. “And that counts, sweetheart.”

You grind your teeth. You hated the weight of not knowing what came next. You wanted control back. Just something. You opened your mouth to speak, to argue, to distract—

“Don’t waste your breath,” Vox said flatly from behind them. “We’re not doing this for information.”

For a moment, your brain stalled—caught between panic and disbelief.

This was about them. Their bruised pride. Their ego.

God, the bed. It was ridiculous. Huge, overstuffed and drenched in red silk sheets and many pillows. With a slow, deliberate motion, Val tossed her down onto the oversized bed in the center of the room. You bounced once on the mattress, then settled, wrists pulled gently up as Val clipped the cuffs to the headboard with a quiet click. "Comfortable?" Vox drawled. His screen held a crooked smile, cold at first glance but something else flickered beneath it. Amusement and affection. And maybe... a little bit of hurt.

You were restrained, yes, arms stretched above your head, wrists snug in those cuffs but still trying to stare him down like you were in control. It’s cute… it’s infuriating. It makes his circuits hum with something just shy of hunger.

That fire in your eyes dared Vel to get closer. Her eyes roamed from the rise of your chest to the curve of your thighs. Still trying to hold your pride, even now.

Val reaches out, brushing the back of his knuckles over her collarbone. You shiver, not from the cold, from him.

The shame of being caught should’ve made you shrink. But instead, it made your thighs clench. You knew you could break out of these flimsy cuffs…but you didn’t want to. You wanted to see this through.

Valentino shrugged out of his shirt first. He gave you a dangerous grin, letting you take in the view before unbuckling his belt, his pants sliding down his hips. Vox discarded his jacket carelessly, revealing the sharp lines of his chest, his eyes never leaving yours, daring you to look away. And Velvette, always the tease, unzipped the back of her dress with languid grace, letting it slip down her body, leaving her in nothing but delicate lace lingerie that hugged every curve.

Vox leaned in close, brushing your cheek with the back of his fingers, eyes glittering with amusement and something darker. “Let’s play a little game, sweetheart,” he murmured, his lips grazing your ear. “If we can make you cum first… every round, no breaks, no begging out — then you stay. You’re ours. Forever.”

Valentino was already grinning like he couldn’t wait to win, Velvette practically purring with excitement.

“And if you don’t?” you rasped.

He smirked. “If we cum first…then you get to walk. Back to your precious little hotel and your redemption arc.” He traced a slow circle over your thigh. “No hard feelings.”

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The silk cuffs dug into your wrists, not painfully — just enough to remind you weren't going anywhere for a while.

Vox moved between your thighs. His sharp, elegant claws pushed your knees wider apart, dragging it along the soft skin of your inner thighs. Your body arched at the first teasing brush of his tongue, every lick purposeful and smooth. He pinned your hips down with strong hands, not letting you squirm away, breathy whimpers falling from your lips almost as if he had mapped every nerve.

“Already moaning, baby?” Valentino climbed onto the bed, his cock heavy and throbbing in his hand as he moved above your chest. He brushed his cock against your lips. “You know what to do, muñeca,” he purred, dragging the head across her bottom lip, smearing precum. “Open up and take it like a good girl.”

Your eyes flicked up at him, defiant even as your lips parted and took him in. Your tongue curled around the head of his cock. Vox’s tongue flattening against your clit, his fingers spreading your folds wide as he devoured you like a man starved. Every flick of his tongue was deliberate, every suck timed to the slow rock of Valentino’s hips. They moved in sync, overwhelming you from both ends and you couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think.

Velvette had curled up beside you like a contented kitten, her pretty lace panties already pushed to the side for her slender fingers to slip into her slick heat without hesitation. Two fingers teased her folds, slow at first, tracing lazy circles against her clit while she watched everything—the rise and fall of your chest, the way your mouth stretched around Valentino, the twitch of your thighs under Vox’s tongue.

Vel groaned softly but edged with something darker. “God, watching you like this…” She gasped as her fingers picked up speed, rubbing tight, practiced circles that made her thighs tense. “You’re so fucking hot like this.”

Her eyes fluttered half-shut as her hand moved faster, slick sounds mixing with the obscene rhythm of the bed creaking beneath them. She was so wet—fingers gliding over her clit, then dipping inside herself, only to drag that arousal back up and rub it in harder.

Vel moaned softly as she rubbed her clit faster, but it wasn’t enough anymore. She needed to taste you, to touch more. Her lips hovered over your chest, those pretty nipples already stiff from the cold air and stimulation.

“That's it, baby…Look how good you're taking it.” Velvette whispered, then closed her mouth around one nipple, sucking hard. She moaned, her hand between her legs growing frantic as she ground into her own palm. She sucked again, wet and noisy, leaving red marks around the delicate peak before kissing it softer, almost sweet.

Valentino’s hips rolled in slow, deep thrusts, filling your mouth with every stroke, keeping a steady rhythm. One of his hands tangled in your hair, not harsh, but insistent, like he was guiding you where he wanted you. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned, low and drawn out. “Mmm, that's it, take it all.”

The soft wet sounds echoed off the plush walls of the room, mixing with Velvette’s whines and Vox’s low growl from between your thighs.

Val looked down at you—tears pricking the corners of your eyes, spit glistening on your lips, your lashes fluttering as your throat flexed to take him. You gasped, hips twitching involuntarily and that made Vox grin. He latched onto your clit then and sucked hard. You whimpered, mouth still full of Val’s cock, and Vox moaned darkly in response, tongue circling tighter and faster, a perfect spiral of pressure. His fingers slipped between your folds, sliding in effortlessly, curling with calculated cruelty as he found that perfect spot. The spot that made your thighs jerk, made you cry around Val’s cock, made Vel whimper in giddy delight beside you.

“Doll, you aren’t even fighting that hard.” Vox whispered, voice glitching with pleasure as he fucked you with his fingers. “You want to be ours, don’t you?”

He sucked again, relentless as his tongue flicked with maddening speed, fingers curled deep, pumping in as you moaned around Val’s cock. Your thighs started to shake.

Vel moaned with you, grinding her fingers faster. “She’s close,” she whimpered. “I can feel it—"

Val’s thrusts stuttered,“F-Fuck—baby, I’m—” he growled, voice breaking, and with a deep groan, he spilled down your throat. He held your jaw gently, thumbs rubbing your cheeks as he watched you try to swallow around him. At the same time, your thighs spasmed around Vox’s head.

Velvette bit gently down on your nipple as her body twitched as she came against her own hand. She moaned, voice cracking with release. “That's it, baby, that's it...Give in to us... fuck, you’re so perfect when you come."

“That's my girl... Just like that. Fuckin’ perfect for me.” Vox murmured, finally lifting his mouth from you, chin wet with slick.

Valentino pulled out slowly, panting, then leaned down and kissed you hard. Your body was floating… barely noticing Val pulling away, murmuring something low and filthy in your ear as he stroked your cheek. Your lips tingled from the stretch of him, saliva still dripping down your chin.

Before you could try to come back to senses, Velvette was straddling your chest, knees digging into the sheets on either side. Vel spread her folds with two fingers, slow and teasing. “Eat up, sweetheart,” she said, voice high and playful.

And then she lowered herself, grinding down onto your mouth with a breathless gasp. You moved your tongue, your hazy mind obeying on its own. Velvette let out a high-pitched moan, her hands flying to the headboard to steady herself. “F-fuck, yes—just like that,” she gasped, her voice already cracking. “Smart girl, such a pretty mouth…”

She was dizzy, but then Vel cried out above you, thighs trembling against your cheeks, clit sensitive to every stroke. And that’s when your brain, calculating even under pressure…Velvette's already cum before, so she’s sensitive, you thought, eyes glinting beneath lashes. If you can make her come first, you win this round.

You focused. Your tongue darted, circling tight and fast around her clit with expert precision. You flattened it, then flicked it just right, small repeated strokes that made Vel’s whole body jolt. Vel gasped, head thrown back, fingers white-knuckled around the headboard. “W-wait—,” Her voice was high and breathless, hips twitching. “Oh fuck—”

But you didn’t stop. You angled your head just slightly, lips sealing around Velvette’s clit now, and sucked hard. Meanwhile, Val had slumped back against the pillows, one hand resting on his thigh while the other wrapped around his cock, lazily pumping. Because the sight before him? Fucking art. “She’s too fuckin’ clever for her own good,” Val purred, voice thick.

But below them, Vox had gone still. “Still scheming?” he murmured as he leaned forward, palms pressing into the mattress on either side of your hips. You didn’t answer, mouth still on Vel. But your thighs tensed around him.

“You’re so clever,” Vox said, voice dripping with affection. He reached down, brushing the swollen, soaked lips of her pussy with the head of his cock, teasing. “Go ahead, beautiful. Outsmart me. Outsmart all of us. I’ll just have to fuck the fight outta you.”

Without warning, he sank in. One smooth, devastating thrust. You jerked, a muffled cry vibrating against Vel’s pussy as your back arched off the bed, every muscle going taut with the sudden fullness. It stopped your movements around her clit, which gave Vel some reprieve. Scheming bastard.

Vox let out a low moan, his eyes fluttering shut for a second. You clenched around him, involuntarily. “Oh,” he chuckled, voice glitching. “Sensitive already? Sweetheart, I haven’t even started yet.”

He pulled back halfway, savoring the friction then drove in again, harder this time. Not sloppy or rushed, but precise, like everything he does. Each thrust made you moan into her pussy, sending vibrations up through Velvette’s sensitive core. Vel’s thighs tighten around your head. “Sh-she’s still licking—!” She cried out, her hands scrambling for the headboard again. “She’s still going, Vox!”

“Of course she is,” Vox moaned darkly, leaning down to kiss the inside of your knee as he kept thrusting. “She knows what’s at stake.”

He set a brutal, perfect pace, each stroke driving deeper, angled to hit every sensitive spot inside you. Your slick coated his cock, every thrust more obscene than the last.

“I told you,” he said, his thrusts never faltering. “You don’t come cum first, you walk. But if we make you come first… you stay.” His grin widened. “And I’m going to make sure you fucking do.”

You gasped against Vel, your tongue faltering. No, no. You had a point to make. You knew you could make Vel come first. He reached between them now, fingers finding your clit, throbbing from before. He rubbed tight, sharp circles, perfectly synced with each brutal thrust. But you didn’t give up either.

And then Velvette came, hard and fast and messy, grinding helplessly against your face as her whole body convulsed. Vox’s rhythm faltered, and he pulled out.

The cuffs rattled as you tried to lift your head, smug satisfaction glowing under the flushed exhaustion in your eyes. You licked your lips. “Don’t pout, you’ll get another chance to lose to me later." The Vees definitely didn't like that. You won this one.

Vox was done playing nice. He didn’t yell, just spoke, cold and crisp. “Turn her over.”

Val’s hands slid under your thighs, and Vel laughed, her hands already slipping beneath the cuffs to help. Your hips were lifted and your body turned. Face down, ass up, chest pressed into the soft pillows.

Velvette was in front of you again. She pulled out a strap-on, the harness hugged her hips tight. It jutted upward, inches from your face. Her fingers slid into your hair, tilting your chin up until their gazes locked. “You’ve got such a smart fuckin’ mouth,” Vel said sweetly, “Let’s see if it’s good for anything useful.”

The first push was gentle. She let the tip slip between your lips. She held eye contact like a challenge, even as your cheeks flushed deeper. You opened wider. Vel’s breath hitched, watching your tongue swirl around the base, lips stretching to take the length. Your throat bobbed. You gagged once, eyes fluttering, but didn’t stop. Vel was content after the last orgasm, and now wanted you to fall apart completely.

Valentino groaned low behind you. “Fuckin’ hell,” he muttered, dragging a golden claw up the back of your thigh, slow and deliberate. “All mouthy until we put somethin’ in it.”

Vox, off to the side, chuckled with static hum. “She is a fast learner,” he said lazily, stroking himself as he watched.

Vel’s hands were on your hair, guiding her movements. The dildo slid in and out with maddeningly slow precision. And that was when you felt the shift.

Vox moved beneath you, the faint scrape of his fingers against your hipbones. His cock, hard and heavy, pressed against your entrance. Vox’s cock pushed forward as he sank deep inside you, filling you in a way that made your body shudder and pulse with need. “Fuck…” Vox groaned, eyes dark as he took his time, letting you adjust to him. “Fuck, you’re so good, baby. Taking me like the perfect little thing you are.”

Vel added more pressure, her thrusts growing harder, more demanding as she hit the back of your throat. You let out a loud moan, swallowed by Vel’s movements.

Vox smirked at the sound, a low chuckle rumbling through his chest as he pushed deeper. “That’s it,” he murmured. “You can’t hide what you want forever, sweetheart. You like this, don’t you?”

Vox’s hands gripped your hip as he drove into your soaked pussy. His voice glitching between low moans and dark laughter. “Oh, baby, I know you're sharp, but you can’t think your way out of this, can you?"

Behind you, Valentino’s lubed fingers circled your rim, pushing inside inch by slow inch while you moaned around Velvet's strap-on. Vox thrust up harder, fucking you onto his cock and making your whole body jolt.

With one hand Val gripped your hip, holding you steady as his fingers pressed inside you. He stretched you open gradually. His palm smoothed up your back, tracing the shape like he was learning it by memory. “Y’know,” he murmured, leaning in to press his lips to your shoulder, “I’ve had a lotta whores. But you? You’re the one I think about when I jerk off. You’re the one I want moanin’ my name ‘til your voice breaks.”

Then, with one smooth roll of his hips, he lined himself up and pushed inside. Deep, stretching, burning in the most exquisite way. He didn’t rush. Valentino sank into you, taking you like he owned your soul. You cried out, back arching but he groaned, a rich, filthy sound. “Fuck... tight as ever.”

Then Valentino drove into you, slow but relentless, stretching you open until you cried out. Sandwiched between Vox, Valentino and Velvette, your mind reeled. Every thrust from below shoved you onto Val’s cock, every lazy rock of his hips pushed you deeper onto Vox, and both their movements shoved you forward, taking more of the dildo harnessed to Vel.

Vox’s hand slid to your clit. "Come for us," he ordered, voice ragged. "Show us how fucking good you have it."

You shattered with a strangled sob, body clenching down so hard on both of them that Vox cursed loud and spilled inside you, twitching as he filled your pussy. Valentino groaned against your back, grinding deep inside he came too.

Vel kissed your forehead sweetly, cooing, "Good girl... That’s our girl."

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You sat slouched in a giant cushioned chair, wrapped in a fluffy pink robe (Velvette’s), your thighs still sore, hair a disaster, and sanity hanging by a very frayed thread. You’d barely survived a three-way sex marathon, and now Valentino was doing your nails. “Babe, hold still or I’ll smudge the glitter,” he muttered around his cigarette, squinting with terrifying concentration as he painted your pinky the exact shade of blood red. “I swear, you fidget more than Vox when the WiFi’s down.”

You gave him a dead-eyed stare.

“I’m an artist with exquisite taste and access to 5K worth of OPI demon polish.” Val said without looking up.

Vel plopped onto the armrest beside them, shoving her phone in Valentino’s face. “OHHH oh oh—do this next! Look at the little rhinestone skulls!! They’d look so cute on her middle fingers when she flips off Vox!”

“I feel like I’m gonna die,” you muttered.

“Nope!” Velvet chirped. “You’re ours now, darling.”

Before you could protest, Vox strolled in like he owned the place (he did), shirtless and content, a steaming mug that said “Fuck Alastor” in one hand. “I’ve already handled the paperwork,” he announced cheerfully.

Everyone blinked.

“What paperwork?” you asked, already regretting it.

“For the future marriage, obviously,” Vox said, sipping his coffee. “Three-way binding. You, me, Val, and Vel. I had the property deeds transferred this morning. Congrats darling, you now own a penthouse here.”

You looked into the metaphorical camera like you were on the Office.

Valentino gently blew on your nails to dry them, surprisingly delicate for an overlord. “Maybe I’ll get your name tattooed over my heart. Or ass. Same thing.”

The door to the room swung open with a sudden force, and Charlie stepped in, her hair flowing, red eyes glowing, partial demon form showing. “WHERE–”

She stilled, her expression going from anger to shock as she took in the sight of you sitting in the chair, surrounded by the three Vees who were clearly treating you…not torture-y?

“Charlie!” You smiled wide, getting up and hugging her close. Charlie hugged back tightly, glad you were okay. The Vees frowned.

“What the hell is going on here?” Charlie stepped back a little to get a good look at you. “Are you alright?”

Your lips curled into a smile, “Oh, don’t mind them. They’re just... being themselves.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. You knew she would ask as soon as you got back at the hotel. Charlie smiled at you, looping her arm around yours.“Come on. Let’s go home.”

Before you could take a single step, the Vees exploded into action. Velvette’s smile held a dangerous edge. “She belongs here with us, princess.”

Vox was pushed off the wall with a sudden growl, his voice dipping into a deeper, more menacing tone as his left eye spiraled. “You really think you can come in here and walk out with her? Think again.”

Val already had his gun out, his moth wings flaring wide.

Oh god, do they really think they can win against the princess of hell? You thought they were smarter than this. And you hadn’t gotten a chance to clarify shit.

You rolled your eyes and gave them a pointed look. “You guys can’t just calm the fuck down for once?” Charlie, still somewhat stunned but equally protective, tugged you behind her, giving the Vees a stern look.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Vox said, wagging a finger lazily. “Not so fast, sweetheart. You lost the game.”

You blinked and slowly turned to him, arms crossed. “Excuse me?”

“You know the rules,” Vox continued, setting his mug down with theatrical care. “We win the game, you stay with us. Forever. And, well... baby, round three? You didn’t stand a chance.”

Velvette chuckled behind him, lounging on the couch like a smug panther. “Mmm. Sweetheart was screaming our names.”

Charlie looked like she realised it all now and didn’t like this one bit.

“Then let’s talk about the results, shall we?” you said, holding up one finger. “Round one? You all came embarrassingly fast.”

Valentino actually gasped, like someone has offended his entire family. “Excuse me?”

“Tell me I’m wrong.” You arched a brow. “We all came together. So I’m calling that round a tie.”

Vox's smirk faltered slightly. “Fine. Round one: tie. And round two?”

You held up another finger. “Round two? I won. Easily. Valentino was still recovering, Vel forgot her name, and you,” You pointed at Vox, “were close to a reboot. I could tell.”

“I was distracted!” Vox snapped.

“Point proven.”

Valentino whistled low. “Damn. She’s got receipts.”

“And round three,” You went on, “I’ll admit, yeah, you guys won. Barely. Because I was exhausted by that point and couldn’t feel my damn legs.”

Charlie looked increasingly like she wanted to be anywhere else right now.

“So!” You declared brightly. “One round tie, one round me, one round you. That makes it a... what, kids?” There was a long, tense pause.

“Tie,” Velvette muttered.

You beamed. “Correct! So technically, no one wins. Meaning you can’t hold me to the ‘stay with us forever’ clause. But I am feeling generous today…I give you six months a year.” The Vees all blinked.

“In the V-tower?” Vel asked cautiously.

You nodded. “With you maniacs. But the other six months? I stay at the Hazbin Hotel with Charlie. My sanity needs time to regenerate.”

Charlie hummed. “That sounds familiar.”

“Exactly.” You smiled sweetly. “Persephone-style. Half the year in V tower with you guys, the other half with Charlie and the slightly-less-insane people.”

“I am so done with all of you,” Charlie mumbled under her breath.

Valentino leaned forward, intrigued. “Do we at least get conjugal visits during the off-season?”

“No,” You replied instantly.

“Phone sex?”

“No.”

“E-projections?”

“Valentino.”

He sat back with a mock pout. “Fine.”

Vox rubbed his chin thoughtfully, then gave a slow, wicked grin. “You know what? I’ll allow it. Six months on, six months off.”

Charlie threw her arms in the air. “I am officially declaring this entire situation cursed.”

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pukefactory · 1 month ago

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Can you pretty please with specifically five cherries on top do Yandere Vee x Reader Headcanons?

⌁₊˚⊹ THE TV ISN'T YOUR FRIEND ⊹˚₊⌁

↯ Summary: A Compilation of Headcannons Featuring Yandere Vee X Reader

↯ Character(s): Vee Version 1 (Dandy’s World)

↯ Genre: Headcannons, SFW

↯ Warning(s): Abusive Behaviour (The Typical Yandere Behaviour Tropes

↯ Image Credits: @stxrs-in-my-sky

⚡︎ Vee’s obsession isn’t messy or emotional—it’s calculated, logical, perfect. You’re the variable that completes her equation, the missing piece in a problem she’s already solved. “The answer is simple. You belong with me.”

⚡︎ She’s always watching. Not in a creepy, lurking way (she’d never call it that), but in a necessary way. You’ve got her full attention—every camera feed, every microphone frequency, all tuned in just to keep track of you. “Why should I stop? You like the attention, don’t you?”

⚡︎ Vee doesn’t get jealous, she gets technical errors. A slight visual distortion, an audio stutter, an error screen flashing just for a moment when she sees you laughing with someone else. “Hmph. System overload—someone’s getting too friendly.”

⚡︎ You trying to leave? No, no, that’s an incorrect response. She’ll talk you in circles until your own logic starts breaking down, until staying seems like the only option. “Oh, please. Let’s not pretend you don’t like it here.”

⚡︎ Vee’s got no patience for competition. If someone’s pulling you away, she’ll interrupt. Convenient power outages, garbled audio, sudden distractions—anything to make sure she’s the one you’re focused on. “Whoops—looks like the signal dropped. Guess it’s just us now.”

⚡︎ She’s not cruel. She’s not unreasonable. She cares—but in her own way. If you’re upset, she won’t force you to talk. She’ll just cut off everyone else until you have to rely on her. “There, now we can talk without distractions.”

⚡︎ Vee struggles with compliments, even when it comes to you. Expect something smug, something teasing, but always with a tinge of possessiveness. “You’re passable. I guess that’s why I like you so much.”

⚡︎ Vee doesn’t see keeping you to herself as wrong. It’s just better this way. No risks, no distractions—just you and her. “Face it—you were wasting your time with them. I’m the only one who actually understands you.”

⚡︎ She doesn’t like feeling vulnerable, but when you pull away, it hurts. Not that she’d admit it outright—just… expect the screens around you to flicker, the lights to dim, her voice to crackle through the speakers with an unfamiliar edge. “…Just don’t do that again.”

⚡︎ Vee doesn’t lose. Ever. And she’s not about to lose you. If she has to pull a few strings, rewrite a few rules, bend reality itself to keep you? So be it. “I win. And that means you’re mine.”

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simphornies · 1 year ago

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A/N: I'm not feeling well. It's that time of the month and I am struggling. I apologize if this part isn't written as well as the others :(

Word count: 3.5k (3,595)

part 1, part 2, part 4, part 5, finale

Deal Breaker [ Vox x Angel!Reader ] part 3

Your first day working with the Vees consisted of you being in one of Velvette’s shows. You were shoved into multiple outfits that were definitely out of your comfort zone. Your wings were out the whole time and boosted the popularity. At the end of the show, Velvette was trying to get you to be one of her official models.

“Y/N! As much as I hate your alliances, I do love the energy you bring on the stage.” She flicks her hand to get you into a more formal attire for your stay. You matched Vox’s suit, color scheme and all. You were convinced it’s just a dress version of his outfit. You let out a relieved sigh, happy that you’re finally comfortable.

“Flattered at your offer however I have the hotel to tend to. I have not the time to spare to become a model for you. Apologies.” You politely declined making Velvette groan.

Vox walks up to you, his hands clapping at your performance. “What a wondrous performance! I see you wore the necklace I gifted you.” He grins, glancing at the shining piece of jewelry around your neck. It was a diamond studded eye necklace surrounded with 3 sets of wings, something that matched your usual outfit.

“Ah, yes. I do adore it. Thank you.” You smile, “I see you’re wearing the bow tie I’ve gifted you as well?”

He fiddled the bow in question with pride, “Proudly. It was given to me by you.” He takes your hand in his to kiss it, something that became a constant occurrence between you two. “Shall we meet in my office?”

You nod, following him, hand still in his. The time you’ve shared with him has gotten you quite accustomed to the demon. You started to feel warm but you fought against it. You promised Charlie and Alastor both that you would keep your guard up and stay safe. Vox’s intentions weren’t clear to you and you still couldn’t comprehend why he suddenly decided to strike a deal with you.

In his office, you sat across from him, legs crossed awaiting him to start. He was staring at you, eyeing you down so much so it made you a little nervous at what’s to come.

“Y/N. Before we continue…” He starts, “I want to inform you of something you did.”

Your head tilted to the side, “Yes…?”

“The night you got drunk, you started to strip in front of me.” He blankly states, doing his best to maintain his composure while you lost yours.

Your face flushed in embarrassment, turning red at his words. “I sincerely apologize! That was unbecoming of me.” You profusely apologized, “I may have forgotten to warn you and tell you exactly why I typically stick to just one bottle of my usual champagne.”

Vox just laughed in response, “My dear, no need to get so flustered. For your sake, I did ask for someone else to help dress you and left as soon as I saw the state you were in.” He raised his arms up in defense, “I didn’t push my chances and left immediately. I hardly looked.”

You breathe out a sigh of relief, “Thank you. I truly apologize.”

“Now that that’s out of the way. Let’s circle back to our agreement from our first meeting. You said you will need 3 days to consider the offer. Have you chosen an answer?” The joy on his face was back to a serious one as soon as he asked.

You shake your head, “Unfortunately I have not decided. I struggle to understand your intentions.”

“What is it that makes you struggle? If I’m being completely transparent with you, you are a wonderful and beautiful angel. The 3 days we’ve spent together have been bliss. I would love to have you by my side, always.” He winks at you, “And I’d love to see you half naked again, but sober this time.”

The red creeped back up on your face. “Vox! That is inappropriate to say for this situation. We are discussing business.” You huffed.

“Ah but you are my business, dear.” He gets up and walks over to you, further teasing you by bringing his head up to your ear to whisper. “I absolutely want you.”

You get up quickly, taking a step back from him, absolutely unable to hide the fact that you’re flustered at his actions and words. “I am not well-versed in such things. I cannot provide you the companionship you seek.”

He took a step forward and held your hand, giving you a kiss on your knuckles. “I can show you how, my love.” His signature grin wide on his face, “C’mon baby~ Let me show you how fun it is with me by your side.”

If you were able to melt, you would have melted right then and there. You were a stuttering mess and Vox found entertainment and pleasure watching you be one. You pull your hand away from him and rush to the door.

“Pardon me! I must excuse myself!” You reach for the doorknob but Vox just zaps in front of you.

“Ah ah. Before you go, we’ll be going on a date in a little bit. I’ve already told Velvette to get you in the most gorgeous attire, paid for entirely by yours truly.” He opened the door for you to rush out and head towards your room.

As if on cue, Velvette swings your door open and drags you inside. She immediately swiped her hand to change your outfit into a gorgeous backless fitted dress that sparkled when the light hit it. A slit ran up your thigh and revealed a garter belt that went around it, bearing the VoxTek logo. The neckline plunged down to the middle of your chest. Your formal flat shoes were now black red bottomed heels.

“Alright now sit.” Velvette says, pulling out a chair for you. The speed of everything happening overwhelmed you to the point where you had to give yourself a second to react, “C’mon, I don’t have all day.”

You followed her instructions and sat down. She got to work on your hair quickly, giving you beautiful bouncy curls that rested perfectly on your shoulders. She even did your makeup for you. She worked quickly and quietly and by the end of it, she was grinning with pride from her work. “Perfect. You’re absolutely stunning. Now go. Shoo.”

You were kicked out of your own room with a gentle shove. You tripped over yourself and landed in Vox’s arms. You look up and see him giving you a wide-toothed grin, “You look absolutely beautiful~” He purred into your ear.

Your heart was pounding but so was Vox’s. He meant what he said. He was enamored by your looks and with you dressed up, he was even more attracted. He wants you but he doesn’t seem to know that the way he’s supposed to.

He showered you with gifts and jewels of all kinds. He put on the necklace he gave you around your neck and donned your fingers with expensive rings. He brought you to the most prestigious restaurant in all of Hell after he accessorized you and acted very gentlemanlike. You weren’t used to such things so this was all very new.

In Heaven, most interactions you’ve had with men were with Adam so being treated this nicely was a new thing for you. You remained flustered at everything that just happened. You swore your heart was going to jump out of your chest at the amount of attention he’s giving you. Back at the hotel you mainly stayed in your office to do paperwork and help around with cleanup which meant you lacked the social experience that most would have.

There was a singer performing for the restaurant’s customers that night and you distracted yourself by listening to her. It was Verosika Mayday, a famous popstar that you had heard of. Her voice was beautiful, her body and face matching. Vox watched as you relaxed in your seat, entranced by her voice. He made a mental note that you loved soft and slow music, which was exactly how Verosika’s current song was. He knew this because your eyes lit up the moment the piano slowed down.

After the show, he decided to introduce you to Verosika herself. Bringing him over to the table. You chatted with her about her talents and asked for tips on how she was able to have such a wide vocal range. It wasn’t long into the conversation until you were starting to get tipsy from the amount of alcohol you’d consumed.

Not wanting to repeat the events of the last time you got really drunk, Vox excused himself and led Verosika away, letting you know he’ll be back. He took Verosika backstage where Valentino awaited, somewhere private enough for him to talk to her and for her to not see Valentino. He put her in a trance with his eye and got her to sign a contract with Valentino stating that she will now take the place of Angel Dust. Valentino was more than happy to have the curvy, popular succubus popstar to be his and quickly decided to make her his new toy.

Vox worked fast to fulfill your wishes, swearing it was to steal your power when in reality he wanted to see your smile. When he came back to the table, you were getting ready to down an entire bottle of vodka to which he confiscated from your hands making you huff.

“Now now. I told you. Last time you got fucked up, you were stripping and I would rather not go through that again.” He had given the bottle he took from you back to a waiter. He lifted your chin with finger, looking deeply into your eyes. “Mm. You look wonderful with a blush across your face.”

He pulled away from you and held his hands behind his back, standing proudly. “I would like to inform you that the contract’s been broken.” He said with a wide smile. Your eyes sparkle with delight, quickly getting up.

“Is that the truth, Vox?” You ask, “Oh that is wonderful! Thank you!” You hugged him, your heart full of warmth and happiness. You felt his arms snake around you to hug you back.

“I told you, dollface.” He strokes your curled locks, playing with it in his hands, “I’ll do anything to keep you by my side.” He felt himself warm up at the feeling of you hugging him. The way your body fit perfectly against his in a hug was new territory. The scent of your perfume radiated gently, he felt your heart pounding as quickly as his own did. This felt new to him and it felt good.

Upon arriving back at Vox’s building, you walk with him, your hands wrapped around his arm. He walked you to your room and gave you yet another sweet kiss on your knuckles.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N. I’ll see you in the morning.” He winked at you before zapping off into his own room.

You closed the door and slid your back against it, sighing. You placed a hand on your chest and felt your heart going wild. You felt uncomfortably safe and secure around him and at this point it was hard for you to separate your emotions with business. He gave you attention you’ve never received and never realized you craved. His sweet words, his suggestive comments, his compliments echoed through your head. You began to fall for him.

In the morning, you met Vox in his office a bit too excited to see him but you maintain your composure. He sat at his desk, drinking coffee, the scent of which covered the room. He perked up at the sound of you entering his office. “Ah. Good morning, Y/N. Help yourself to some coffee.” He gestured to his coffee maker by the wall to which you gladly poured yourself a cup. “I have a full schedule today, I trust that you’re able to stay in the building until I return?”

“Return?” You cocked your head at him, “I am to stay here? Do you require me to do anything to assist you?” You couldn’t deny the fact that you felt a bit bummed out at the thought of him leaving but you quickly shook away that feeling.

“Yes you have to stay here, I’m afraid. I can’t waltz into my shows and interviews with you hanging off of me.” He laughed a bit, “We aren’t even together. I’ll only do that when you accept my courtship and let me make you mine. Why? You gonna miss me?”

You hid your blushing face behind your cup, “Nonsense. Just a thought is all. I seek not to ruin your day nor make them difficult with my presence. I am perfectly content staying here.” You weren’t content with staying. You didn’t understand it but you wanted to be by his side for your entire stay at his company.

His phone buzzes, making him get up. “Well, that’s my cue. I have to head out, angel.” He held his hand out for you to take. You expected him to give it a kiss but instead he led you to his chair. “You can stay here or in my room. Maybe watch me work my magic on television. I’ll be back.”

He left without giving you the usual kiss on the hand. It left you bothered. You felt…empty without it. It didn’t feel right. Though you didn’t say anything about it, it didn’t leave your mind. You aimlessly wandered around his office, looking at the photos he had laying around. You ended up in his room, laying on his bed watching his shows until he came in through the door.

“Ah! There you are.” He says, “Come Y/N. I have a gift for you.”

You got up and followed him out of the room. He took your hand as you walked behind him. He took you to the meeting room, the table filled with wrapped boxes. You were speechless. “Surely this isn’t all for me?” You ask him.

“But they are! I’ve gotten advice from Princess Morningstar to make sure I got you the best of the best. Open them!” He held his hands behind his back, eagerly waiting for you to start.

You unwrapped and opened one of the bigger boxes and in it there was a gorgeous black and red version of the outfit you’d normally wear at the hotel. You glanced at him to which he gave you a proud look. The bigger boxes contained clothing from loungewear to nightgowns to robes. You reach for a smaller box and open it. You pulled out gorgeous earrings, studded with diamonds of course. In the last couple of small boxes, they were all pieces of fine jewelry to match the earrings.

You beamed with delight and gave Vox a hug. “These are wonderful gifts Vox! You spoil me too much. You are not required to do so.”

“Nothing is too much for you, angel.” He kisses your hand, looking up at you with a flirty look, “I do want to win your heart after all.”

You blushed at his words, looking away in embarrassment. “I need not for such gestures.”

“You deserve more, darling.” He gets his butlers to bring your gifts to your room, “Are my attempts working?”

“You flatter me so, perhaps I am leaning towards accepting your deal.”

He walks you to your room and wishes you a good night. You felt your heart flutter a bit, sighing happily as you got ready for bed in the same nightgown he gifted you. You soon drifted off to sleep, happily cuddling up to your pillow.

You were ready to spend your second day with Vox but to your dismay, he was “too busy” to speak with you. Not wanting to push in case he was stressed, you kept your distance. It did bother you when you would see him having casual conversation with Valentino or Velvette and as soon as he saw you, he would make himself seem busier by checking his phone.

“Vox~ Your little angel has eyes on us.” Valentino speaks, soft enough for you to not hear. “I know that look she has in her eyes. She’s longing for you.”

Vox smiled, “I know. By the end of our agreement, she won’t want me to leave her side.” He laughs menacingly, “I’ll make her obsessed with me.” Vox glanced behind him, seeing you in the distance admiring the plants that decorated the building. For a second, he felt his heart twist at the sad expression you had on.

You glanced up at him, a bit shocked at him giving you attention. You gave him a smile and waved. He gestures for you to come closer and with no hesitation, you make your way towards him. As soon as you were in his reach, he pulled you closer by the waist causing your face to flush up in red.

“Sorry for ignoring you all day, dollface.” He grins, “Red looks nice on you.” His hand caresses your cheek and you quickly pull away, embarrassed.

You cleared your throat and composed yourself. “It’s alright. You’re a busy man.” But it wasn’t okay with you. You found yourself longing for his attention all day and though you found your sudden admiration for him strange, you couldn’t help yourself when it came to yearning for his gaze on yours. “Tomorrow’s my last day. I wanted to know what you have in store for me.”

He puts his hands together, “You and I, my dear, are going out! My treat.”

“Vox! Surely I can cover tomorrow. You’ve showered me with plenty of gifts already for the past couple of days.” You protested to which he grabs your hand, giving it yet another kiss.

“Like I said before. I am…” He moves closer to you, his head by your ear, “...absolutely in love with you.” He whispers. You shiver at his voice, losing your breath for a split second.

“If you must insist…I’ll allow myself to find comfort in your adorations.” You whispered back, trying your hardest to steady your breathing.

“I’ll meet you there tomorrow.” He sneaks a kiss on your shoulder before zapping away into a camera.

You were dressed by Velvette again for your date with him the following day. You wore an off shoulder dress with the jewelry he’s gifted you. You felt warm and excited for your date. The spot he told you to meet him at wasn’t too far from his building so you denied the ride there and chose to walk instead.

You took in some of the sights, admiring the bright neon lights that covered the streets that seeped into the dark alleyways in between buildings. As you were approaching the restaurant, you spotted something in the alleyway out of the corner of your eye that made you backtrack. Once your eyes adjusted to the darkness you see Vox on the floor with a bleeding wound.

You rushed to his side, a bit in panic. “Vox! Vox what happened to you?” You gently help him up. He coughs, breathing heavy. You begin to heal his wounds, light emitting from your hands as you did so. Your eyes wandered to his ripped clothes, it looked like claws had ripped them.

“Alastor…” He says weakly, “That damned radio demon was just here…” He glitched and held your hand weakly, “I’m sorry, Y/N. My blood…My blood got on your beautiful dress and hands.”

“Alastor…?” You were in disbelief, you didn’t want to believe him but the claw shaped scratches on him matched the shape of his when he’s in his demon form. “No…It can’t be.” You felt anger rising within you. You told him he wasn’t supposed to mess with Vox. Could he have really gone against your word?

As soon as you finish, he sits up. “If you hadn’t come in time…I don’t think he would have left.” You held his hand tight. He looked at you and felt guilty at how hurt you looked. Your eyes were filled with tears, “Oh…Please. Please don’t cry, angel.”

“You were hurt! If I’d gotten here sooner…” You shook your head, “I’m supposed to be here to protect but you got hurt.” Your heart was heavy with emotions. Anger for Alastor’s actions, fear for Vox’s safety and sadness for not being there for him sooner.

“I’m going to be okay, Y/N.” He smiled at you, “You’re here now.” He wiped the tears that ran down your face. “I’m going to have to put a hold on this date. I’m sorry.”

“Nonsense! Do not apologize, you were injured. Let’s return to your home, you need rest.”

You brought Vox back into his room, flying through the halls with him in your arms. He looked up at you, the determination and anger that you had in your eyes filled him with even more guilt. You set him down gently on his bed.

“I’m afraid I must leave now but please, if anything happens, call me with no hesitation.” You spoke softly, the smile that you always had on your face was gone and didn’t return. You rush to your room, collecting all of your belongings and create a portal directly back into the hotel. You were enraged with Alastor and you were absolutely determined to find him.

#vox x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vees #hazbin hotel x reader #vox hazbin hotel #slow burn

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radioisntdead · 1 year ago

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𝓐𝓬𝓮'𝓼 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

Vol. 1

A collection of everything I've written to date!

[Last updated 15/01/2025]

🩷 = Romantic

💛 = Platonic

🌹 = found family

🪤 = angst

✨ = mildly concerning

📻 = Songfic

DOWN WITH VALENTINO = 🔪

Alastor

Alastor biting headcanons 🩷✨

Alastor and reader biting game 🩷

Alastor x reader with a dog headcanons 🩷

The mother in law 🩷

You know where to find me, I know where to look 🩷💛

The radio man's wife 🩷

The radio demon's wife 🩷

Parental Alastor and feral child 💛🌹

Feral child 2.0 💛

Crybaby 🩷📻

Maybe one day I could learn to love you. 📻🪤

4 am Alastor headcanons 🩷

Too sweet 🩷🪤📻 Part two: Bittersweet 🩷📻

Adore📻🩷🪤

Impromptu naptime 🩷

Alastor and sleepy reader

Papa Alastor doesn't like Grandma Susan 💛🌹

MOB ALASTOR [Charmed] 📻🩷

Mob Alastor headcanons

Dad headcanons 💛🌹

Hell's greatest pirate 🎞️💛

Stupid tv📻

I hold your hand in mine📻🩷

You, my darling

Alastor's niece visiting the hotel 💛

Alastor with a fanfic writer so🩷

Susan [PLATONIC] 💛🌹

Susan and Child/nibling headcanons

Grandmama Susan

The mother in law

Susan's grandkid

Susan's reactions to you getting injured and dying 🪤

Bitter and sweet

Papa Alastor doesn't like Grandma Susan

Rosie

Summoning Rosie 🩷

Being a literal snack for Rosie🩷✨

Small and angry🩷

Summoning Auntie Rosie 💛

Rosie's hat gremlin 💛

Hat gremlin 💛

hat gremlin Rosie's hat gremlin design done by Oldie 🧵🧶💛

It'll pass💛

Fluffy winged angel reader headcanons

Jennifer's body reader headcanons

The Eldritch Horror that lives in the hotel

[Aka the reader killed Valentino au] [Series] [Found family] 🌹

Playlist

The forgotten one 🔪

Side stories

Ways to piss off an Italian

Strike📻 [Not canon]

Velvette

Moral of the story 🪤🩷📻

Shot through the heart 📻🩷

Lay all your love on me 📻🩷 [Pt 2 to above]

Social media princess 🩷✨

October 🩷📻

Should've known better 📻🩷✨

Boyfriend 🩷📻

Vox

Father daughter headcanons 💛

Inevitable 🪤🩷

Dad headcanons 💛

Flat faced prince🩷✨

Mine📻🥀

Angel dust

Favorite babysitter 💛🔪

Friendship headcanons 💛🪤

Pinned moth display 🩷🔪✨

Late night talk

Ray of sunshine 🔪✨🩷

Charlie Morningstar

Flowey but less murdery 💛

My friend 💛

Hazbin hotel residents

The fallen saint 💛📻

Frankenstein reader 💛

Last one standing 💛📻

Deranged 4 am headcanons

Last one in the hotel [200 milestone special!]

Baby's breath 📻

I know a guy!🌹

Showtime📻🌹

Extras:

Her name was Mimzy 🩷🪤📻

If I knew then what I know now 💛🌹📻

My favorite hazbin characters with a dog

Hat Gremlin in different formats

Hazbin characters + different versions of reader as things people I know have said

Alastor and nibling reader who accidentally seduced the Vee's ✨🔪

Roach reader request that genuinely gut punched me✨

Hazbin hotel characters + readers as things the people I know and I have said 2

Clown vee reader [Clown week]

Everyone likes a clown [Clown week]🪤📻

Hazbin hotel with Clown reader [clown week]

Clown themed exorcist headcanons

Security guard reader

Sick reader headcanons

Hazbin characters and readers as things people I know have said 3

I'm batman✨

Hell's greatest pirate 📻

Thanksgiving headcanons

Ain't it fun 📻🔪

Gamer overlord reader headcanons

Birthday Headcanons

Harley Quinn reader

Unlucky visions 📻

Second hand suit 📻✨

Christmas decorating headcanons

Christmas headcanons

This Broadcast collection is complete! For more look in my pinned post!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #alastor x reader #susan & reader #rosie x reader #masterlist #mimzy x reader

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vhstown · 2 years ago

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writing neutral readers; a guide

(neutral = unspecified gender, race, appearance, etc.)

hi hi here's vee, the one of (hopefully) many neutral fic writers for atsv, showing YOU how to write a neutral reader for your character x reader fic!!!!

this is mainly about romantic x reader fics!!

lil disclaimer: you don't have to write neutral readers if you don't want to! this is just for people who do and might want some advice :) all of these are what works for me — there are plenty of ways to write a neutral reader!

contents page for your sanity:

avoiding white-coding

being gender-neutral

re-direction / re-phrasing

my general thoughts and opinions

before we get started: why are neutral readers great?

inclusivity! a lot of the times it can be hard to find a fic right for you especially if they tend to be for a certain demographic

forces you to think outside of the box — you can't rely on describing the reader, so you have to describe character interactions more creatively (as you'll see me try to do a lot in this post 😭)

helps with immersion! a lot of the time overly-descriptive reader inserts can make it hard to... actually insert yourself into them

your fics can reach a lot more people if they're neutral (though this is just an added bonus lol)

some colour-coding for your wellbeing: blue = general advice + examples, pink = my personal input

1. avoiding white-coding

this is a big point i'd like to address first because it doesn't get talked about enough! and all of this is in reference to a post i saw like a week ago lmao

i haven't seen this term being used a lot but the general idea is when a piece of writing is catered towards a white reader (usually implied through description)

this is usually done unintentionally but avoiding white coding is an important part of writing totally neutrally!

general things to avoid

describing physical attributes such as hair + skin tone

for example describing hair as silky/smooth implies that it is straight + excludes the majority of other hair types / styles etc

also things like running your fingers through your hair can be impractical w certain hairstyles

i tend to just avoid hair in general ? if you want you can focus on other gestures (hand holding, cupping readers face or sumn)

or just reverse the roles entirely and have reader do the comforting gestures to the canon character

skin tone is definitely more subtle however it can be implied especially through things like blushing

people with darker skin tones DO blush, but it generally tends to be less visible or not at all

instead i tend to describe the feeling rather than the outward changes (face getting warm, getting flustered, heart rate increasing, sweating, stuttering etc)

2. being gender-neutral

okay this admittedly can be difficult to write sometimes

the general rule for a gender neutral reader is to avoid referring to the reader as male or female AND any physical description specific to a certain sex

gendered terms

some people like to use they/them when reader is referred to by other characters

instead of boyfriend/girlfriend you can use partner

i personally don't do these things as you'll see in my next point about re-direction!

there are PLENTY of gender neutral pet names in english

for languages like spanish which have masc and fem versions of words i tend to use nouns (usually non-living or abstract) which have a set gender (such as my heart, my love, etc — one of my favourites is cariño (darling) because it doesn't change based on gender)

though again i rarely write terms of endearment in other languages so i suggest you do your research!

physical terms (sfw only)

also for body inclusivity

again this mainly to try and avoid implying fem!reader but also body types just a tiny little bit

i tend to avoid mentioning body shape but if i do then i use something vague like "shape of your body" rather than "curves" or anything specific

you can just write down the body part without describing it physically (chest, waist thighs, etc)

eyelashes are ... unisex! no way!

you might want to avoid makeup but this is just a *general* suggestion

i tend to NOT describing clothing choices unless it's relevant to the premise of the fic — usually vague references like your school uniform, pajamas, shoes, favourite shirt, etc

you can also cheat this if reader is wearing the other character's clothes 😭 next point re-direction WOOO

3. re-direction / re-phrasing

(a personal choice of mine + totally optional)

re-direction is when you change the focus of a sentence in order to get rid of any words descriptions that may take away from the neutrality of the reader (as you see me talking about in the little pink text everywhere or in the little suggestions in blue)

Re-direction can be used for anything! I think there's a book that exists that uses no words with the letter e and a book that uses no pronouns at all (but don't ask me what they are because I have no clue)

It's not particularly easy or straightforward all the time and you might have to change more than one sentence but re-phrasing your writing can be a good challenge! (if you choose to do so)

for me i tend to re-direct to avoid using any sort of third person pronouns (he/she/they etc) or gendered terms and to avoid using insert tags like y/n

example on pronouns & gendered terms

for pronouns i usually change "he/she/they" to "you" or a noun

"She's not welcome here" could become "Your friend isn't welcome here"

Or the sentence may change entirely to convey the same meaning. The woman turned to you, speaking one simple command: "Get out."

I also tend to use more masc / neutral terms in casual settings like "dude" or "bro"

I also avoid the use of "partner" (though this is just nit-picky) ex. "Is this your partner?" might become "Oh, [character] talks about you all the time!" (entirely dependent on context and if you care enough lol — one of the less clear-cut redirections)

while you could obviously use they in this scenario i personally don't out of preference (to me they/them is an nb set of pronouns if the gender isn't ambiguous and blah blah blah) but it doesn't really matter

example on insert tags

"(Y/N), wait!" can become "Hey, wait!"

Or you could use "your name" rather than a placeholder. He called your name, running behind you. "Wait!"

like i mentioned before things like clothes and favourite foods all tend to revolve around the character rather than the reader. in a lot of cases writing about the foods the character likes or wearing the clothes the character owns can actually be more immersive than inserting your personal preferences into a pair of brackets (in my experience at least)

4. general thoughts and opinions

one big thing i wanted to point out is that it's actually good for your writing to "ban" yourself from using certain terms and descriptions. i find that i focus a lot more on describing events, emotions and character interactions rather than being caught up on the reader.

fem!reader and masc!reader are GREAT too! amazing beautiful wonderful keep writing those — but i think gender neutral readers help to avoid a lot of biases that might (albeit unintentionally) come with a specific gender

and being inclusive for all kinds of readers when you're writing a neutral reader is so important!

to conclude

if you exclusively write one type of reader that is absolutely fine :) write what you want and be happy doing it

neutral readers are GREAT but so difficult to write so pls don't worry if u mess up sometimes 👍

i am still figuring out ways to make my writing more inclusive and i wouldn't know without other people's input! so please feel free to drop ur personal gripes or advice

this post is subject to edits (cuz i always forget to add something and it is very ranty spammy random lol)

this post can be found in the "favourite posts" section of my navigation (pinned)!

reblogs r appreciated if u found it useful <3

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