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#the demon hungers
brisquad-unit-4402 · 6 months
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sitting with vox and the truth
(spoilers obvs)
happy the demon hungers everyone :D i did two watchalongs with my friends i hope we all show our appreciation to vox. he’s worked very hard and he’s very considerate of us his fans
this is all just to say that after a long, long, long two weeks i would like to rest so nicely on his chest. naturally i walked into this planning to write that but it turned into another vox breakdown fic which, really, couldn’t be a better description of unit 4402 if you tried
tags: gender neutral reader, angst, themes of self-hate, vox has a breakdown, spoilers for the demon hungers and the truth, ambiguous relationship (romantic intended but can be read as platonic; reader says “i love you”)
⚠️ spoilers for the demon hungers / the truth, vox akuma.
⚠️ contains self-deprecating dialogue
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wings of melded leather and flesh writhe in the home of vox akuma. a dethroned lord, a wretched infernal. such a a wide reach. the talons of the wing threaten to scrape the ceiling with his greater height, while the membranous tatters hang loosely. if he represented Hell it would be a king’s robe. under wall and lamplight the sheet of skin is his chain.
gravity weighs down his voice all the same. it sinks his shoulders, drips off his hair and down his back. seven feet tall, with a shadow to cast over your body so small in comparison, and yet wind could knock him over as he stands his ground. the familiarity of gold within his eyes is gone but the guilt behind it is all the same, tainted in burning-coal. the smoke around his mouth and the embers along his tongue match the char. there is no fire. he’s put that out long ago. but what was scorched refuses to dwindle down to ash, remaining orange and red and that pink you swore you could see when there was nothing good on his mind.
nothing good, you thought, jokingly and enticingly. lightly. you see now that you were right, but without the fortune of intimacy.
he is scared, if he would be willing to admit it, and he is protective which he does. it’s why his hands are buried close to his chest, the swirling black-red, clasped together as if they were weapons. they are.
“do you understand?” vox asks. “i don’t deserve your pity.”
his frame is full with rage and power held dormant.
“i don’t deserve your attention, or your patience. or your love.”
a bead of ember rises from between his teeth. it fades to room dust as he grits them together.
when they snap apart an arc of flame accompanies it.
“It’s never been deserved. It’s never been okay. I have never been okay!”
the flames curl out of the air, following where the ember once went, room dust and hot air. without his hair in his face he can’t hide from the firing squad.
he can’t hide when you step forward, either.
“Don’t.” that’s what gets him to quit yelling. it’s replaced by inhaled cinder under his breath. “No, no, don’t. Don’t. Don’t.”
and quiet, you say, “you’ve held me before.”
“Don’t. Don’t. You can’t. No. Don’t.”
“and i’m nowhere near death.”
he backs away. “You don’t know that, you don’t know that, you don’t know, you don’t.”
“we don’t choose the bodies we’re born in. or the biology we function by.”
another step back. he doesn’t trip on anything. it’s the pure magma under his blood that sends him to his knees. “Get back.” a hiccup. “Get back!” his hands form tighter to his body. “Get away from me!”
“i trust you.”
“Don’t! Don’t! No! Away!”
“you aren’t hungry anymore. and i’m not in danger. i love you.”
vox’s back thumps against the corner of the wall. his hands tear apart. a prominent vein glides down the oil-slick arm. they tangle themselves into his hair. pale fingertips along bloodied streaks. white knuckles pulling at black locks.
he screams.
he screams again when you place yourself next to him, up against the wall, and bump your leg to him.
“if you could hurt me…” your eyes lower to where your legs are placed upon his. “then this would count. but i’m still alive.”
you look up to the ceiling. his talons didn’t scratch it but his horns certainly did. “and i’m still alive, and my soul is where it should be, with me.”
you cannot recognize the sound the voice demon emits.
“so i’ll stay with you. and we’ll figure things out.” with river under your hands you rub his arm. “do you remember this? it’s what i always do when you want me to help calm you down.
“that’s what i’ll do. just let it out. and i’ll be right here, and i’ll always be here no matter what.”
it’s a guttural, throaty cry across his register. a frog scratch.
“come on.” his blood twists under your touch. veins alight as live wires. “i have all the time in the world.”
“But I have been nothing but a blight.”
“i love you as you are.”
you place your head over his chest.
the first thing that happens is the draft from his wing wrapping around your face. your vision colors red. branches of uneven membrane along the wing’s flesh. so tight around his chest you don’t see a glimpse of the outside.
the next is how vox wracks himself over the lava within his throat.
your free hand takes over attending to him as much as you can, swaddled close to his chest.
through the wing, you can see how he forces his head away when he spits a flamethrower.
when the unpredictable flames raise to you and the wing-shield, it suffocates against the flesh. you don’t feel a shred of heat.
each fire is a bellow of pain gone unacknowledged for years. you don’t think he realizes his instinct to cover you. it would be a welcome validation if he weren’t lost in his own grief.
you spend the night beside the voice demon, listening to the shred of his screams. when he finds the courage to open his eyes, he shrieks for every moment that passes with your hand upon him, and soul within your confines.
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✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi
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ashikarin · 6 months
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[wip] the god-fearing demon
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chainmailll · 6 months
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delish mister akuma
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hhurric4ne · 6 months
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was watching vox's movie and this came to mind lmao
THIS WAS FUNNIER IN MY HEAD
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momentarysilence · 5 months
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Jiro from Vox's movie The Demon Hungers
I love this kiddo so much ueueue he's so cute!!
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probablyautism · 6 months
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I’m going fucking feral
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huuumayy · 6 months
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walking into three dark…🫴
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ninisanitrash · 6 months
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REALLy loved The demon hungers. Lazy dood is a must
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loved the starvation arc
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close up also
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itsnemusan · 6 months
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SPOILERS FOR VOX AKUMA'S THE DEMON HUNGERS MOVIE AHEAD !!!! NO LORE TALKED ABT JUST PHOTOS
OK SO I KNOW VOX SAID HE WAS 220 CM/7'2 BUT I WAS LIKE HOLD ON THAT DOESNT SOUND QUITE RIGHT SO I DID SOME MATHING
edit: got a little stupid forgot that he mentioned that height changes with souls whoopsies :3
the soldiers in that one scene are generally around vox's waist more or less
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the average japanese man back in the 1600s was around 160-165 cm \ 5'3-5'5 ft
now for the men to be around vox's hips
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VOX WOULD NEED TO BE 274 CM/9 FT OR TALLER FOR THAT
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captain-crackship · 6 months
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I was not ready.
I WAS NOT PREPARED.
The movie was fantastic but the 3.0 reveal has me IN SHAMBLES
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koiifsh · 6 months
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quick doodle to celebrate vox's movie coming out! the last monologue bit was so cool
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thelazyhollow · 6 months
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I’m loving the lore dump Vox, holy shit that was amazing! ❤️
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ryan-monster · 6 months
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The way that if I ever came across big scary hungry demon Vox I would just offer myself. Like just spread it for him
(legally obligated to say that this is a joke and I took the film seriously the voice acting is phenominal, the artstyle where it looks exactly like his debut lore but you can even see how the artist has improved so much, the sound design, the music, on God this man is going places I'm so proud of this little red man)
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lilithsaga · 6 months
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Just finished watching Vox Akuma's movie, The Demon Hungers. Holy shit is it a breathtaking masterpiece! The art, the sound design, the voices, and of course THE STORY!!! 👹
While his hunger may not be fully sated, my hunger for a good story is. Outstanding job to everyone! ❤️
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jarinakter20 · 3 months
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outsourcinghelp24 · 3 months
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