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fakeannafromthebox · 2 days
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I just wanna draw outfits
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darkwolf989 · 3 days
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Papi, I didn't mean it (Valentino x Daughter)
TW: Drugs. Overdose. Valentino.
It was the tracker that cued him into her location. 
If he was giving credit where credit was due, he had to hand it to her. Very few beings in this world could successfully hack a Voxtech device and get away with it for as long as she had. But as he lifted her unconscious body out of his club's bathroom, the notion that she was too smart for her own good came to mind. 
“One of you fuckwits, check the cameras and find out what she took,” Valentino snarled to one of the demons. “And shut down the entire club. Leave only the ones responsible for this. I want them chained to the bar.” 
As the demons scurried off to follow his orders, he carried his daughter to the backroom, typically reserved for dancers and dealers. He bit back the fear that wrapped around his heart. No, he needed to keep himself in check. Treat her like he would any other overdose. 
“Stay with me, pequeño amor,” he muttered as he laid her on the couch. “Come on, I need you to wake up.”  
He did a quick assessment of her vitals. Shallow breathing, fast heart rate. Pale skin, cold to the touch. Could be anything he sold. Or anything that he sold mixed with something else. He ripped off what little clothing she did have on as he frantically examined her body for any sign of what might be coursing through her veins, but came up with nothing. He had enough power in his own club to get the answers he needed. He just hoped they came in time. 
“Dragonsvein, sir. Given to her by these three.” A demon yelled, waving a photo as he entered the room. “They laced it with LSD and Cocaine.”
He recognized their faces instantly. Friends, she had told him. Friends from school she was studying with tonight. Or what she was supposed to be doing anyway.
“Did she smoke it, swallow it, inject it, snort it, what?” He snarled. Forget that all three of those drugs were meant only to be one of those options. He had enough at his disposal to ensure she survived this. 
“Swallowed it, sir.” 
“Fuck.” He pulled open a drawer and dug through until he found the correct drugs to counteract what was in her system. She wasn’t going to die on his watch, but she wasn’t going to like what was going to happen when she came to. 
“Come on bebita, I really need you to wake up now,” he muttered as he slid a needle into her vein. He slowly pushed the plunger down. 
He heard her gasp and watched her eyes fluttered open. Relief flooded through his chest. 
“That’s right, come to Papi,” he muttered as he smoothed back her hair. He looked at the demon as he took off his jacket and carefully placed his daughter inside, closing it tightly to be sure she was covered.  “Call the on duty nurse and tell her she has a patient coming in twenty minutes. Have the doctor on standby.” He bent over and checked her pulse again. Good. Stronger now. He carefully sat her up and held her against him. 
“Bebita, I need you to drink this,” he said gently. “Come on, get it all in your tummy.” He pushed the straw to her lips. “If you can’t, Daddy is going to have to get it down your throat another way. And you won’t like it, bebita.” 
To his immense relief, she gulped it down. Her eyes closed and he carefully laid her on her side. 
That was the most he could do for at least ten minutes. He didn’t want to move her if he could avoid it, and ten minutes was more than enough time to deal with the situation outside.
 “Watch her and call me if anything changes,” he ordered as he stood up. “Don’t let her roll on her back and if anything happens to her, consider yourself dead.” 
The demon bowed. He strode out the door, his overlord self taking hold, transforming him from an intimidating club owner to downright terrifying demon. His crimson wings sprang forth from his back, his teeth sharpened and he could feel his body become something stronger, something less controllable. Anger pulsed through him. Someone would pay for the state his daughter was currently in. 
He stood in front of the three three demons and glowered. To their credit, terror played on all their features.
“She called you her friends,” he said in a low growl. “She called you her friends and you betrayed her. Tell me, what exactly did you think would happen after she slipped into unconsciousness? That you would have a good fuck with an almost corpse?” 
He took a step forward. Of course they wouldn’t respond. Cowards. The lot of them. He pulled his pistol from its holster.
One. Two. Three.
The echoes of the bullets rang through the empty club. Silence. And then a small voice.
“Daddy?”
He turned around. Shit, not in all her life had she seen her Daddy in this state. His wings retracted and he transformed back into his usual self. Her Papito. 
That’s when he noticed the expression on her face. A look he knew all too well. 
“Daddy? My tummy hurts.” 
His hands barely wrapped around her hair before she unloaded the contents of her stomach on the club floor. 
“Come on, let’s get you home, niñita,” he muttered. With any luck, she was still too out of it to remember any of this. He lifted her into his arms and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of his jacket. He would get a new one anyway, he never wanted to think of this night again. 
She fell asleep in his arms on the ride home and he carried her up into his studio. Vox and Velvette met him at the door. 
“Did you call my wife?” He asked as he carried her through the studio, down to the nurses office. “Did you tell her what the fuck our daughter has gotten into?”
“I left a message on her phone. But she’s probably with Lucifer, dealing with some shit.” Velvette said. “But we’re here.”
“Her vitals are more stable now, what did you give her?” Vox asked, checking his phone as the nurse rushed over. 
Valentino laid her on the hospital bed on her side as he filled the nurse in on what was in her system. She left to go pull supplies and Valentino set to work on getting a catheter in her arm. 
He felt her shake under his touch. “Daddy? Daddy, I don’t feel good.” 
“I know, baby girl. Daddy’s trying,” he replied soothingly. “Daddy’s here.” 
He felt a hand on his shoulder. Vox gently pulled him back. 
“Val? Let the doctor step in and do his job.” 
“It’s my daughter.” 
“Yeah, and unless you’re about to put a tube down her throat, you need to step back and let him work on her. You’ve done everything you can at this point. She’ll be okay because of you.” 
“That’s my baby,” he growled.
“Val,” Vox said with a warning in his voice. His eye began to swirl. “Val, look at me.” 
Valentino knew better, but he looked to Vox. A false sense of calm washed over him. “Vox, that’s my daughter.”
“Yeah, and that’s our niece about to have her stomach pumped. We’re upset too, Val. But you’ve done all you can right now. Who did this?”
“I killed the friends that slipped it to her.”
Vox sighed. “Of course you did. Then all you can do is wait. Doc thinks she’ll be fine.” 
Waiting wasn’t Valentinos strong point. He paced back and forth, anxiety washing over him. This was bad, almost as bad as when he had to wait for his wife to bring her into the world. No, worse, because at the heart of this he caused it- he caused something that he would derive no joy from. 
After what felt like too long, the doctor walked out of the back room. 
“She’s alright. She’s awake. She’s asking for you, Valentino. And you two,” he nodded to Vox and Velvette.
“Here, fill me in while Val and Vel go back.” Vox said as he pulled the doctor off to the side. 
Valentino followed Velvette as he tried to keep himself in check. Now that he knew she was okay, anger washed over him. 
“Val? Not the time,” Velvette said quietly outside her door. “Be angry later. Love her and Let her talk now.” 
Valentino took a deep breath and exhaled as he pushed the door open. 
“Daddy, I’m sorry I didn’t know,” her raspy voice choked out and she burst into tears. “Daddy, don’t be mad I’m so sorry.”
“Beibita. Babygirl. Shush, it’s okay. Daddy is here. Daddy isn’t mad at you. Shush,” he sat on the bed next to her. “Babygirl, calm down. You’re going to be okay and that’s all that matters.” 
“Daddy, I didn’t know,” she sobbed. 
Valentino felt his heart begin to break. He wrapped her in his arms and pulled her to his chest. “Tell us what happen, beibita.” 
“I went to Lucia’s house to study and then, Emila showed up and she suggested we go to Jax’s house and I know I’m not  allowed at Jax‘s house so I went but instead Jax’s brother took us here and I wanted to go home but all the sudden I didn’t feel good and, and,” she burst into harder tears. “Daddy I’m sorry.” 
“Baby I’m not mad. It isn’t your fault,” he said soothingly as he cradled her. “I’m just not sure how it got into you. Did you get a drink at the bar? Tell me true, I’m going to review the footage with Uncle Vox later.” 
She shook her head vehemently. “No, Daddy I know better.” 
Velvette looked up from her phone. “Her water bottle,” she said, showing them both the video clip. Together they watched as one of them turned her to talk to them. Behind her, the other lifted the lid of her water bottle. Valentino watched as they poured something into it, gave it a good shake and slid it back. Velvette closed the phone. He could imagine the rest. 
“I’m just glad I got to you before it was too late,” Valentino said quietly. “But why did you go in in the bathroom and call me to come get you right away? You knew where you were. You knew you didn’t belong there.” 
“Val…” Velvette said in a warning voice. 
“I didn’t want to get into trouble, Daddy. I just wanted them to take me home.” She replied quietly. 
“Bebita, you will never get into trouble for calling one of us to come get you. I promise, okay?” He pressed her head to his chest. “I would rather come get you and you be safe than ever see you in this situation again. You could have died, Princessa.” 
“But she didn’t,” Vox said as he walked into the room. “Doc said the bloodwork they pulled looks good and she can go home tonight as long as we keep a close eye on her.” 
“Please, Daddy, can I go home?” She pleaded. “I promise I’ll never, ever…”
“Baby. Stop, you’re not in trouble. Deep breath, inhale. Exhale,” Valentino said gently. “Come on, let’s get you home in your own bed. Come to Daddy.”
Valentino lifted her up effortlessly and carried her up the elevator. As she laid against him, a new fear knotted inside of him. 
How was he going to protect his teenage daughter from the world he worked in?
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hrru373 · 2 days
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bella-goths-wife · 9 hours
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How would Vox react if pet fought val out of self defense? Like a good hook to his jaw out of anger and being done with his bs and possibly using the loud sounds on him using her powers like she did when she first met Vox- since Vox likes both of them, who would he side with? Would he proud of pet for not letting val do something horrible, or would he be mad at her for doing that to val or would be tied between being mad or proud?
How would Vox react to pet defending themselves against Val
Warnings: abuse, mentions of SA, toxic dynamics, forced paternal dynamic, hypocrisy
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Now this one is a conflicting issue for Vox
He’s always been in disagreement with Val’s inappropriate behaviours with you, albeit silently
He knew that Valentino had pushed the boundaries of inappropriate and has borderline sexually assaulted you in the past, and while there is an unspoken disgust with the actions vox does nothing to stop it
The closest he’s come to placing a boundary down in regards to your treatment was when Valentino had tried to entice Vox into helping him with certain acts
That idea was quickly shut down and Vox had banned Valentino from seeing you for months afterwards as punishment for the disgusting suggestion
But he still keeps Val as a constant presence in your afterlife, partly because after every inappropriate touch or comment you come running to Vox and break down in his arms
This presents him with the perfect opportunity to satisfy his paternal instincts and needs while also not showing weakness
It’s also just easier for him to discredit Valentino’s behaviour being down to his hypersexuality, something that vox doesn’t think he can fix so why bother trying to change Val when the moth has the tv demon so enamoured?
But on the other hand there is you and your ability
Usually he is so proud of your ability because it doesn’t just further his company, but it also makes him feel closer to you as he finds a connection in your ability to bring pain to others and he teaches you how to hone your strength
He’s so proud of you and your abilities that he will force you to use it to punish his employees for his own entertainment
He likes watching the empathy slowly slip away from your eyes with every punishment, he likes creating you into his own little heartless monster, turning you into the perfect daughter
So hearing about you using your ability on Valentino in an act of self defence would truly conflict him
On one hand, there is his val who he’s enamoured by and who he has enabled the behaviour of for so long
And on the other hand there is you, his daughter. Pet who he has taught to defend herself and to use her abilities to her advantage
In this scenario, Valentino will probably go to Vox and convince or manipulate him into letting Val off the hook and punishing you
Manipulation only works so far on Vox as he considers his options
He lands on scolding and threatening Valentino for his behaviour and stating that he needs to tone it down before deciding to remove you from working with Val for a few months
And he also decides to punish you with his hypnosis for your actions of disobedience
If it were anyone else other than Val or velvette you probably would have been rewarded for your actions
But vox states that you need to learn your place in the hierarchy
Which is above the rest of hells population but below him, Val and velvette
And that’s where Vox will want you to remain for eternity or until you die
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voxaholic · 1 day
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Unhinged A03 Tags + Hazbin Hotel Part 2 (Still Mostly VoxVal)
Sequel to this and the credit for the idea still goes to @gabrielsbubblegumbitch
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elyyyyaaa · 3 days
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My beloved Velvette ‼️‼️
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devilbeez · 2 days
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Continuation from this
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Bonus;
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He is being punished for being horny.
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Velvette is having him model some outfits and she purposely chooses the ones he hates most. Grandpa ain't liking it, lmao.
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Could you draw Velvette taking a selfie while hanging upside down 🙃?
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Valentino helped out lol
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kaleowu · 17 hours
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He requires assistance
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xjereby · 2 days
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CONTENT WARNING FOR F SLUR …
anyway silly comic. silly silly silly
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the original / inspo down here
VV
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oystercat · 4 hours
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Could I get some comfort from Vox to a girl who is getting some insecure thoughts about being plus sized?
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hmm, what's this, you want ME?! to provide comfort? hon i don't think i'm the best candidate you could've picked, but fuck it, don't say i didn't try.
your size huh? if it's any consolation down here in hell, the bigger, the better. Overlords used to mainly be huge in all ways before Alastor wiped out the ones he didn't like. What's there not to like with being big hmm? the way i see it, there's more to...love and all that.
ahh, lord, i'm really trying here. Look, it doesn't matter what any idiots say about you, your body is entirely yours. It's your vessel of some sort, doesn't matter what's on the outside. Your valuable soul is on the inside after all.
i'll do you a deal, how does that sound? if you end up down here, i'll make sure no one will say anything about your body, and hopefully you can focus on the task at hand, giving yourself some slack.
Vox Is On Standby
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Some Vox and Velvette art for today🩷
I know this is ironic on a post about two media influencers but remember to take a break from social media and the internet for a bit if you need it! I don’t use it for anything other than videos but I turned off notifications for instagram and I feel a lot better than I did a day or two ago
Redraw of this thing btw ⬇️
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busted-glowsitck · 1 day
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HEHHEHEHE I LOVE DRAWING HER (dont kill me idk how 2 draw open mouths >_< alao alastor is gone now haha)
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