#vox in a 50s housewife dress

[watchful-crown]

hazbin doodles! I did the first three, the last three are kinda system collaborations of some of our fuzztives: Vis Videntis Vocis (a Vox introject that's also an avatar of the Web and Eye from tma), Vaporwave (a Valentino/Vox fuzz) and Radiostatic (an Alastor/Vox fuzz)

- Elias (🦷) he/it/eye

[eggcats]

I got hit with motivation for a super quick, like 500 word one shot from my Housewife Vox au, so here it is. (I wrote this in like 20 minutes on my phone, so try to ignore any, like, glaring errors).

(I'm thinking maybe he's talking to Velvette, but I wasn't sure enough to name anyone so it's just someone close-ish to Vox, owned/employed by him, talking to him, here).

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“I don't know how you can handle being in charge of all these souls when you're not even the boss in your own relationship.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I'm just saying, you're not even in charge of yourself and you expect to be in charge of ME too?”

“I don't know what you think about mine and Alastor's relationship, but if anyone's in charge of it, it's me.”

“Yeah, right. He kills anyone who even looks TWICE at you!”

“And I let him.”

“Sure…..”

“I can get Alastor to do whatever I want.”

-cut to Vox, in a 1950s housewife dress, making the world's most disgusting platter of jello with spam and mayonnaise-

“He'll eat this if I tell him to.”

“Vox, no one would even touch that, not even if you paid ‘em to.”

“He will. Watch this.”

Alastor doesn't know what he expected when he entered the kitchen, having been alerted to Vox desiring his presence by his shadow, but this. Was not it. His darling being dressed up was not too out of the ordinary, although typically he avoided others seeing him in such outfits. (Despite now having the power to eliminate anyone who would dare even think of mockery, some habits from being alive are hard to break.)

But when Alastor approaches his picture box, he's stopped when he notices the most atrocious imitation of food he's ever seen. Ears flattening, eyes narrowing, and a sharp increase in the radio static is all he can do for a few seconds as he attempts to process just what exactly he is looking at.

His Vox is not the most accomplished chef, even now, but Alastor KNOWS he has instilled some sense into him after 50 years together, and THAT….item….was certainly not something he had ever taught him.

“What in heavens name is THAT?!”

“Dinner!”

“It most certainly is NOT.”

“Don't you remember when I made this for you, back when we first met? I think it was one of the first things I ever made for you.”

“I remember I immediately tossed it into the trash, darling.”

“Well….I thought maybe you could actually try it, now? I worked really hard on it.”

“Cher, certainly there are other things you could test your culinary skills on, as opposed to….whatever that is.”

“If you're sure…I just thought it'd be a nice memory, like an anniversary or something, to show how much we've loved each other throughout the years. But I can do something else, I guess….”

Eyes widening, a light bulb shatters as Alastor grabs the food quicker than even Vox can track, and eats the entire thing before he can even react to it.

“Oh! You must have really liked it, huh?”

“I can honestly say I've never tasted anything like it before, dearest.”

“Awesome! So you're on board with the whole anniversary, thing?”

“That's a…lovely idea, mon cher. How…how often were you considering this…anniversary?”

“Oh, at least twice a month! I have a lot of jello recipes I've never been able to fully try out that I remember from when I was alive! And all of them will be just as delicious as the one I made today!”

“....Excellent.”

–

“Holy shit, Vox, I can't believe he actually ate it!”

“I told you.”

“How long before you tell him you made up the whole anniversary thing?”

“Immediately after our next one in two weeks.”

“That's diabolical.”

“Yeah, whatever. Don't ever question me again or I'll tell him to kill you next.”

“Got it, damn. Touchy.”

[pxppinmolly-archived]

⭐️⭐️⭐️ I need the healing touch of mollvox

LETS MAKE SHIT UP

Instead of bullet pointing this I’mma just drabble on with some shit Ive had stewing in my head

Molly definitely wears more ‘50s housewife’ esque clothing and style when staying with Vox. Cute dresses with the nylons and heels and even having on lil bulb earrings cus fuck anatomy tbfh-- hair all nice and tied up with pretty bows and soft curls. Just the perfect lil housewife! She can’t cook which WORKS cus Vox is... YK. BUT STILL she tries and ‘sets up’ a meal sometimes cus it’s fun and it’s rlly hilarious imagining Molly making take out look like a presented home meal. It’s about the ATMOSPHERE.

But she knows Vox likes a housewifey woman esp from his era and honestly Molly LOVES that style and thinks its NEAT and def will be like: i can rock this watch this shit. Input Hey Mama by Nicki Minaj and David Guetta here --

ALSO whenever Vox is obviously stressed and just like. Tired here comes lil ol Molly to dotingly pour affection over him, kissies and lil coos of love and rubbing circles on his chest and either purring into him for some sex time or if he’s too tired just cuddles and making sure he’s okay and purring happily in her lap. Or just breast smothering like usually yk - ODFIJGH

AND WITH THAT ALSO SAID deadass cus of ur musings been thinking of some lowkey joker/harley parallels with them and the idea of her just over Vox’s shoulder while he’s trying to plan on how to deal with someone and Molly just. Points over to a certain weapon. “Use that one it’ll crack a clean shot through’is skull and leave less’a mess.” Kisses his screen.

AND ALSO EVEN GOING OFF ALL THIS MOLLY JUST LIKE. CLEANING UP VOX AFTER A FIGHT -- Just like cleaning blood and whatever other viscera over him as he loosens his tie and just tries to relax as Molly helps clean him up humming happily and giving him little kisses and coos here and there just

SHE LOVES HIM SO MUCH ..