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veesevents · 9 months ago

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First Vees Event Hub Event!

This will hopefully become an active and thriving place for some Vees and Staticmoth events!

The blog itself currently looks like someone with no sense of visual art is heading it, because that's true, but work has gone into the most important part! Which is our first event:

VVinter Vees (and Staticmoth Xmas)!

People who only want to write about the Vees or only want to write Staticmoth are both welcome in this event. I had very few people say they were interested, but it was still an equal amount of Vees to Staticmoth enjoyers.

Please keep an eye on this blog for the prompts! The event might take place in December, but it's a whole month affair and I wanted everyone to have enough time to do whatever they wanted for the event.

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Rules

You can create anything you want for this month! Fanfic, fanart, fanvids, gifs, music, whatever!

The only limitation is no AI-generated content.

All three Vees do not have to be in every story. You can write about one, two, or all three. As long as the focus is on any of them, it counts.

Post it anywhere, but I can only reblog on Tumblr. There is an AO3 Collection as well which will not be forgotten about.

When posting on Tumblr, you can @ the blog to be reblogged! If you tag with #vvintervees2024 or #staticmothxmas2024 (and the day's tag, like #vvintervees2024 day 1) that would be great too.

You don't have to post on the day. Or even during the month! Any time you create for this challenge is fantastic.

This is an 18+ event! You can create nice fluff or hardcore porn. I'm not your dad.

Remember to add any necessary warnings.

Speaking of which, no one in this event is allowed to judge others for what they create. If you disagree with a headcanon or content of a creation, you can keep it to yourself. There's a back button if you don't want to see it.

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The Prompts!

Xmas Vees Prompts

Extra Staticmoth Prompts!

Day 1: Firsts Day 2: Lingerie Day 3: Pregnancy Day 4: Hanahaki Day 5: Kissing Day 6: Courtship Day 7: BDSM Day 8: Vibrations Day 9: Breeding Day 10: Size Difference Day 11: Plasticity Day 12: Soulmate/Soul Bond Day 13: Overstimulated Day 14: Accidental Marriage Day 15: Mind Control Day 16: Proposal Day 17: Sub/Dom Drop Day 18: Humiliation Day 19: Wings Day 20: Pining Day 21: Addiction Day 22: Wedding Day 23: Sex Pollen Day 24: Premonition Day 25: Oaths/Vows Day 26: Honeymoon Day 27: Massage Day 28: Begging Day 29: Sexual Healing Day 30: Lust Day 31: More Than Once

Graphics by @staticmothlimbo!

An 18+ server for people who want to get together on working for prompts, have some input on future events, and have another place to promote their creations!

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pinegreenapples · 6 months ago

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Eggnog

The holiday season was one of the busiest times at Vee tower during the year. Despite the fact that Hell was in fact, Hell, and the complete opposite of the supposed 'season of goodwill', many sinners found themselves nostalgic and searching for scraps of humanity. That, and the extermination was right around the corner, so half of Hell was trying desperately to have a last hurrah before their potential demise.

Of course, the Vees were more than happy to oblige them on both counts-for a price of course. So each December through January, Vee Tower bedecked itself with hundreds of lights and decorations like some hellish version of the Rockefeller Center.

Vox was the head of these productions with Velvette hot on his heels and a somewhat laconic Valentino trailing behind them with a cigarette and an enormous New Year's Eve invite list in hand.

In true old man fashion, Vox was weirdly dedicated to Christmas. He loved to play up the Christmas spirit and always demanded that there be a dedicated Christmas section in their stores. He had begrudgingly allowed their company's first holiday launch to be generic 'winter holidays' but it had been a hard sell and only the promise of a larger consumer base had won him over in the end.

Once, Valentino had remarked on how it was stupid they even sold Christmas products since they were in Hell and weren't exactly getting into Heaven any time soon. If looks could kill, Val would have been dead thrice over. As it was, Vox refused to speak to him for a week and would only accept a Christmas porno as an acceptable apology.

Sometimes, Velvette really wondered if working with these two idiots was worth her time.

This year was even worse however, as Hell's fucked up seasons had decided that this year would be the beginning of the cold season.

As a relative newcomer to Hell, Velvette hadn't known Hell could be anything other than disgustingly humid and hot. She had to admit, her curiosity was piqued as Val complained about how the next few years were going to suck.

At first, it had been nice to not be baking in the oppressive heat that hung over Pentagram City like a fog cloud, but it quickly turned unpleasant as the temperatures plunged and Vox made a huge fuss about checking infrastructure before everything was completely frozen over.

Luckily, she'd been informed that the first year of the cold season was usually the warmest and wouldn't drop more than a degree or two from freezing at its coldest. Which was great! Perfect weather for a big puffer and chunky scarf for her runs to the local coffee shop because there was no way in Hell she was eating from Vee cafeteria. It took less than a week before Velvette smugly noted that nearly every woman in Hell was wearing some variation of her 'casual winter look'.

Other than that, the first year of the cold season seemed to be going well. Vox was barking orders at underlings and tearing through others that wasted his time while Val kept making porn like he'd never even noticed the change-minus his bitching over the cold.

The only difference that Velvette noticed was Vox's energy. With Vox's powers and workload, it was pretty common for him to oscillate between manic productivity and complete crashes. He was erratic, just like the electricity that seemed to run through his veins in place of blood, always jumping from idea to idea.

With the onset of winter, Vox had shifted hard into workaholic mode and hadn't let up for the first two weeks. He surfaced again after a 72 hour bender of extreme productivity and had crashed like a computer doused in water. He'd spent his customary five hours recharging and after that he'd gone back to work like normal.

Except, after this crash, he seemed to be more tired than usual. He went to work, but he avoided overworking and instead came home to the common room each night. He practically dropped onto the couch every night like her dad used to and would just sit there, staring at the TV until Val pushed some takeout into his hands.

After he polished off his takeout, he'd seem to perk up slightly but there was still something clearly hanging over him. It was almost like he was sick.

Val too, seemed to know that Vox wasn't fully there and tried to keep his tantrums to a minimum, instead giving the tech head back rubs and cuddles before Vox passed out on the couch like the old geezer he was. He even covered Vox in a blanket in a rare display of kindness that had Velvette pinching herself to see if she'd somehow woken up in an alternate dimension.

Velvette wasn't worried, per se, because she didn't care about those two dumbasses, okay? They were just her business partners and nothing more. She needed them to become an overlord, duh! But, she maybe was just a little concerned because she'd never seen Vox quite like this. Usually he sprang right back up like an unkillable dandelion in a patch of tulips after a good nap and some coffee. He was never just...tired.

So she decided to corner Valentino about it. If there was one thing that insect couldn't do, it was keep a secret from her.

She found him skulking around the tower one afternoon. He held tape in one hand and a bundle of something green in another. She squinted and snuck closer. When she got a closer look, she realized it was mistletoe.

She glanced around to the other doorways in the hall and realized that Valentino had covered every single one with a sprig of mistletoe. Really? This was what he was spending his time on? She rolled her eyes at his antics.

At least she could maybe get some entertainment out of it. She followed him to his next doorway and pulled out her phone to start recording. As he leaned up to tape the mistletoe to the lintel, she piped up.

"Why's Vox acting like my fucking nan right before she died?"

Val's antennae shot straight up and he jumped so hard he slammed his head on the doorway he was trying to tape mistletoe over. It made a loud ding as his forehead cracked on the lintel's metal decal. The tape clattered to the floor and the mistletoe floated down gently to rest on his boots.

"Mierda!" He swore and rubbed at his forehead. He turned to glare at her and she saw tears gathering at the corners of his eyes.

She snickered and snapped a zoomed in photo of him for good measure.

Val flinched at the bright flash before flipping her off with all four hands.

"What the fuck do you want, baby doll?" He griped, wiping away the tears from his eyes.

Velvette rolled her eyes again. Apparently Val was going deaf as well as blind.

"I literally just told you, asshole. I want to know why Vox is acting like he's running on fumes all the time."

Val smoothed over his antennae and winced as his fingers rubbed over the beginning goose egg he had growing on his forehead. He sent her another glare before bending to grab his bundle of mistletoe and stuff it back in his jacket.

"Oh that? You don't have to worry about that." Val shrugged his shoulders and reached for a cigarette. "He gets a little more fatigued at this time of year. It's just worse this year because we started the cold season."

"Wow, what a great answer, I feel like I've learned so much about what I asked!" Velvette replied drily as she gestured sarcastically.

Val scowled, then winced as it pulled at his goose egg. He raised a hand to rub at it again and swore under his breath.

"What do you want from me? It's the same thing that happens during every holiday. All the lights and power drains him worse because more people are running stuff. It's just worse because it's cold out and all those bastards are feeling nostalgic for when they were human so they're putting up trees and house decorations that need power."

Oh. Velvette...hadn't realized that Vox was so intrinsically tied into the power grid like that. But their partnership was relatively new. It wasn't like either of them knew the extent of her powers either.

"So he's just overextended?" She asked.

Val shrugged.

"Pretty much." He sighed, "And there's nothing we can do to lighten the load. Trust me, I've tried. Mostly I just make sure he only works 40 hours week and that he eats at least two meals per day since half his brain is focused on making sure everything is running."

Velvette nodded, already lost in thought.

"Thanks." She told Valentino and walked away.

She went back to her studio and tried to focus on her next collection but thoughts of Vox kept interrupting her as she designed.

She sighed and set aside her sketchbook. She picked up her mug of tea and grimaced at the tepid taste.

Okay, so maybe she did care a little about him. And maybe she wanted to do something for the old codger since he was being pulled in a million electrical directions.

She took another sip and swore.

"Melissa!" She yelled, "Get me a new cuppa!"

Melissa rushed into the room and Velvette shoved her mug into the woman's hands and picked up her tablet.

If she was going to do something nice for Vox, she was going to have to make sure it was perfect.

***

It took a couple hours of brainstorming, but Velvette finally came up with a worthy idea. Vox loved Christmas and weird old Christmas stuff like gingerbread cookies and popcorn tinsel, so Velvette felt it was safe to assume he probably loved eggnog too.

All Velvette needed was to make a warm batch of eggnog and store the rest in the fridge for Vox to heat up and maybe that would make bearing the brunt of Hell's electricity less taxing, if only by a little bit.

She looked up a recipe and it looked simple enough. Just milk, sugar, eggs, and some spices.

Voxdash delivered it all to the staff kitchen and Velvette threatened the chefs into giving her some counter space and a stove top in which to create her masterpiece. They all fell over themselves like lemmings to clear her room and after she had set herself up, they all gave her a wide berth, trying to avoid her area of the kitchen as subtly as possible.

Velvette hummed happily as she saw the way the other demons cowered before her. She truly was becoming an overlord just like her partners.

She put in her tekpods and got to work measuring and cooking away, ready to make the best damn eggnog Vox had ever had.

***

After an hour in the kitchen, Velvette was ready to start ripping people to shreds.

The first batch had split, the second scrambled, and the third was useless because she'd run out of sugar.

She gripped her hair and screamed.

The cooks around her scrambled to be as far away from her and busy with something else. They all huddled up in the corner as she summoned her needle sword to start hacking at the pot in front of her.

"Stupid. Piece. Of. Shit!" She screeched, punctuating her words with a flurry of slashes. She let out another wordless howl of fury and kept whacking.

A wolf whistle sounded out from behind her shoulder and Velvette paused mid-whack. Her whole body shuddered with each pant and her arms were starting to ache from the force of the blows.

She took a moment to actually look at the pot she was abusing. It was bent horrifically and runny eggnog leaked out of a tear in the bottom, splattering the floor with milk. There was also a large dent in the counter from where she'd smashed it so hard the pot had actually sunk into the counter itself.

Well. That was maybe a little embarrassing. It'd probably be fine. She could definitely explain it when Vox got the expense report.

Velvette tried to calm her breathing and sheathed her needle. Her hands came up to smooth the flyaways from her ponytail. She cleared her throat, straightened her jacket, and then finally faced Valentino.

He was smirking at her, the absolute cunt, as he draped himself over the fridge in her area. He had one eyebrow raised and he was slowly clapping with a pair of hands.

"Well done, baby doll," he drawled, "you definitely showed that pot who's boss."

Velvette flipped him off.

"Shut the fuck up and come help me." She barked.

Val tilted his head but made no move to come any closer.

"What are you even trying to do? We have labs for your little science experiments, you know."

"Ha ha." Velvette snarked back, her arms crossed over her chest. They stared at each other for a minute before she sighed.

"I'm trying to make eggnog for Vox. I thought he might like it." She admitted.

Val blinked at her before a huge grin overtook his face.

"Awwwww, does the baby doll actually care about us?" He cooed as he sashayed over.

"I didn't say that you fucking bastard-" Velvette barked.

Valentino picked her up and hugged her to his chest.

Velvette screeched like an owl.

"Get the fuck off me!!!" She howled. She tried to stab him with her nails but he just held her tighter and began to sway back and forth.

"Nope! Not until you admit you care about us!" Val laughed.

Fed up with his shit, Velvette detached her legs from her torso. Val grunted and tipped backwards as her weight shift. Velvette took advantage of his distraction and kicked him in the balls.

Val whined like a tea kettle and dropped her to floor as his hands came to clutch his crotch.

"Not the moneymaker, muñeca." He whimpered. He continued to whine and complain as she reattached her legs.

Served him right, she thought, no fucking way was she going to admit that she liked them-that was pussy shit.

"Are you done yet?" She tapped her foot on the tile.

Val shot her a pathetic sort of look. His antennae drooped over his face.

"I've been mortally wounded!" He whinged.

"Oh don't be so dramatic. Stand up and fucking help me, bug boy." Velvette scoffed and turned back to the counter to grab another large pot.

Val eventually shuffled up next to her but not without a few loud sniffles and moans of pain. Velvette ignored the urge to hit him again and kept cooking.

"Don't add the eggs in so fast."

Velvette startled and pulled the bowl back from the pot.

"What?"

"Don't pour the eggs in so fast." Val insisted, "It'll scramble the eggs. You have to do it slower. And maybe at a lower temperature. Why's it so high anyway?"

He turned down the stove and took the bowl from her hands.

"I wanted it to cook faster so I set it higher like you do with soup." Velvette folded her arms across her chest.

Val turned to stare at her.

She shifted under his gaze.

"What?" She snapped.

"Nothing, nothing at all." Val replied. "Can you measure out the sugar?"

Velvette stared at him for another minute but his face gave nothing away. She turned with a huff and started to pour sugar onto the scale.

With Val's help, the eggnog actually went really easily. After just a few minutes, the mixture was happily simmering on the stove top. A rich cinnamon smell emanated from the pot.

Velvette took a sip and hummed in delight. It was delicious!

She shoved the spoon at Val's mouth. He flinched back with a squeak.

"Try it." She ordered.

He took a sip and made a noise of approval.

"That's pretty good, Vel! I bet Vox will love it!"

Velvette preened at the praise. Of course it was good, she was awesome at everything she tried, she was just amazing like that.

"Let's go take this up to the old codger before he keels over from exhaustion." She declared and put the lid back on the pot before marching towards the door.

"You're carrying the pot." Velvette tossed over her shoulder as she pushed open the kitchen door.

She smirked as she heard faint Spanish curses as the door slammed shut.

It was good to keep Val on his toes, he'd get too complacent otherwise.

***

Vox came home just as Velvette was pouring the last mug of eggnog while Val followed her around, bitching. He looked exhausted, barely kicking off his shoes before bee lining for the couch. He threw himself down with a soft sigh.

"Hey Vee." Velvette called out.

Vox turned to face her and smiled.

"Hey Vel." He mumbled.

"I got you a little something." She continued.

"Oh?" Vox sat up and focused on her. "What is it?"

Velvette rounded the couch and pressed a warm mug of eggnog into his hands.

Vox leaned down to sniff-er, sense? the mug. He closed his eyes as he inhaled.

"Eggnog." He hummed and opened his eyes.

"I've been craving it like crazy, how did you know?" He asked. He blew on it before taking a sip.

Velvette smirked and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"I'm magic, that's how." She joked.

Val snorted as he came to sit on the other side of Vox. Velvette turned to glare at him. He smiled back, innocent.

She waited as Vox took a drink. His screen brightened and his eyes glowed with happiness. A small coal of warmth bloomed in her chest as she watched him.

"It's really good, Vel." He said. "Thank you for this."

"Of course it is, you wanker, I made it." Velvette bumped his shoulder.

Vox wrapped a hand around her and pulled her in close. She let him, relaxing into his hold as he squeezed her lightly. A warm wing draped over them as Val came to cuddle Vox's back.

They sat like that for a while, drinking and chatting softly. As Vox finished off his mug, his eyes were struggling to stay open.

"Love you guys." Vox mumbled as his eyes fluttered shut.

Velvette smiled and rubbed his arm. After a few seconds, he began to snore quietly.

She looked over his shoulder to Val. He was gazing down at Vox fondly. He planted a kiss on Vox's casing and then nestled down into the couch.

Velvette smiled as she looked over the two of them, a warm gooey feeling pooling her stomach alongside the eggnog.

"Love you too, babes." She whispered and snuggled in closer.

Maybe she could admit she liked her business partners just a little.

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