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MULTICHAPTER FIC !
꩜ [ hazbin hotel ] vincent whittman (vox) x reader
1/6 — PART ONE, PART TWO, PART THREE, PART FOUR, PART FIVE
now playing... ♫ | 01. AIN'T MISSING YOU TONIGHT
wc: 1.4k+ words
-> second person pov; angst; alcohol use; drunk texts; exes to lovers; eventual smut
that fourth bottle of heineken was not a good idea.
you were drunk. way too drunk.
the first bottle was a temptation. the second was a bargain. the third was a choice, one that brings you to now—halfway through the sin that was the fourth.
almost bitterly, half in love, and tremendously sorry, you sip.
even pale lager had a way of drowning out sorrows.
out of the corner of your eye, you see husk giving you a look that was nothing short of concern. “...i think you've had enough for the night, kid.”
“whaaaaaat? noooooo,” you protest. “m’ barely gettin’ - hic - started!”
“that's worth at least four shots of vodka, (name),” he mutters, reaching out his hand in an attempt to snatch the bottle from you.
you hold it tight to your chest and turn away like a petulant child. “no!”
“don't be difficult.” husk’s brow furrows. “you're gonna regret it tomorrow, i'm telling you.”
“fine,” you sniffle childishly, lip jutting out like you're about to cry. “jus’ lemme finish… thi’ one. it’ll be... my last.”
husk sighs heavily, then picks up his own glass in defeat. the whiskey barely touches his lips before he remarks, “it better be.”
you vaguely wave the tip of the bottle in his direction. “why d’you even… care?”
“‘cuz at this rate, you’re gonna drink yourself into a coma,” he says flatly. “i’d… rather not have you feeling like a shell of a person in the morning.”
you give him a silly grin. “don’tcha mean a husk of a person?”
it takes a while for him to process the joke. when it finally lands, he scoffs out a short laugh and affectionately flicks your forehead. “don’t get cheeky, kid. you can’t even hold your alcohol anymore.”
behind you, the party roars on, til it comes to you in the form of the birthday boy, anthony—who all his friends affectionately called angel dust. or just angel, for short.
you were one of those friends.
“(name)!” angel hollers, swaying slightly as he weaves through the crowd to get to you. he’s got a feathery pink boa wrapped around his neck and heart-shaped sunglasses perched above his fluffy hair, finishing off the look with a pair of glittery, six-inch stilettos sharp enough to kill a man. “toots, baby!”
“angie!” you cheer.
he saunters over, bubbly as the vodka cran sloshing in his grip. the gold on his right canine catches in the strobing light as he grins widely at you. “the dance floor’s missin’ you, sugar tits! you gotta get out there, get sum ireland!” angel then throws husk a playful wink and a kiss, lowering his voice to a sultry cadence. “hey, kitty cat.”
“angel, she’s had enou–” husk starts, reaching out for you.
too late.
angel had already whisked you away, all sparkly tinsel jacket and spidery limbs, dragging you back into the belly of the beast. you both stumble through the large throng of people, the synchronised titter of your laughters swirling into the bass that boomed through the club. soon enough—to husk’s profound dismay—you had vanished into the crowd.
staring at his outstretched hand, the old bartender realises he hadn’t been able to confiscate the bottle from you.
“son of a bitch.”
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meanwhile, halfway across the party, you dazedly giggle to angel as he hands you his red plastic cup for a sip, “ireland? i - hic - don’t recall you ever doin’ legally blonde.”
“nah, i didn’t. but my sister did,” angel confirms, giving you a little nudge and a tiny smile. “and i know it’s your favourite.”
utterly touched by the sweetness of his intention (and the levee of your tear ducts loosened by alcohol), you let out a soft, “awwwww,” and feel your eyes start to water slightly.
“hey! no waterworks!” he swats your arm before your tears could overflow. “we’re here to have fun!”
an enthusiastic call of your name just sustains his point. across the room, you see charlie eagerly waving you over, flanked with her girlfriend on one side and her father on the other. with growing amusement, you note how alastor sits a considerable distance away from lucifer in the booth, even going as far as placing niffty in the space between them. a large pitcher of sangria stands in the middle of the table (amongst countless plates of half-chewed pizza and hotdogs), one that cherri was more than happy to snatch and pour over her glass. next to her, pendleton—or pentious, as he preferred to be called—watches her turn the mug’s bottom up with rapt attention and hearts in his eyes.
angel’s hand finds its way to your wrist once again as he drags you over to the crowded table, all but heralding your arrival with an excited hoot.
“full attendance, huh?” you yell over the bass, momentarily sobered up by the feeling of alastor’s judgmental stare raking over your body. “e’rbody but husk?”
“yeah, he’s over there by the bar!” charlie replies cheerily, carefully scooting over vaggie’s lap to jump out of the booth and ambush you with a big hug.
“i know, i jus’ came from there!” you laugh into her hair, nuzzling her affectionately.
“that was quite obvious,” alastor points out obnoxiously, lips curled with both disgust and entertainment. “i see you’ve wasted no time getting acquainted with the spirits.” over niffty’s mess of red curls, lucifer relentlessly glares daggers into the side of the creole’s head.
“oh, lay off her, al,” vaggie scowls, giving him a swift kick to the shin under the table.
you untangle yourself from charlie’s tight embrace, reaching across the booth to nab a stray glass of tequila—or whatever godforsaken liquor lucifer had been brooding over—and toss it back in one swift, burning gulp.
alastor’s smile strains, obviously miffed by your display. “pounding alcohol like a sailor. how… crude.”
“you act like you weren’t the one who taught me how to drink,” you shoot back, throwing an arm around cherri’s shoulders. she barks out a laugh, beginning to pour another glass of sangria, this time for you.
“i’m quite sure i taught you to have some class, too.”
charlie discreetly slinks back to vaggie’s side, watching the exchange unfold with a mix of increasing concern and fascination. niffty, however, successfully breaks the tension with a delighted, maniacal fit of laughter, shooting out of the booth with an inhuman speed upon seeing baxter unassumingly cross the dance floor.
lucifer wrinkles his nose upon losing the one thing that barricaded him from alastor’s radius, complete and utter revulsion overtaking his pale features more than the rosy blush of alcohol ever could. he accordingly scoots closer to vaggie as he reaches out to take his abandoned tequila soda, only to finally realise that it was empty. “hey, i was drinking that!” he splutters indignantly.
cherri hushes him as you giggle slightly, leaning against her. “ya snooze ya lose, shorty,” she says smugly. “don’t take it to heart.”
thoroughly displeased, lucifer sinks back into the cushions, crossing his arms as he mutters pettily under his breath.
“dawdlin’ like a buncha sittin’ ducks!” angel exclaims disappointedly, shaking his head. “come on, people, ain’t anybody gonna party?”
cherri doesn’t need to be told twice. “oh, let’s fuckin’ go!” she smacks a hand over angel’s arm, then drags a stammering pentious up by his collar before the poor man could coherently piece together a protest. with a thrilled giggle, charlie—and consequently, vaggie—get pulled into the slipstream, and along with them, so do you.
lucifer immediately hauls ass, scrambling to get away from the table out of fear that he’d be subjected to sitting alone with alastor. “he- hey! wait up, kids!”
now the sole occupier of the booth, alastor lets out a contented hum, settling into his seat with a short sip of rye. it didn’t take a genius to figure out he was blissfully thankful to not have been dragged out into the crowd with the others.
surprisingly, your bottle of heineken managed to survive this long into the night. you snatch it back from angel, down what little beer was left at the bottom, then thrust it up into the air with a gratified whoop. around you, your friends cheer; after all, the night was young, the liquor was fresh, and the music was alive.
and for a fleeting moment, as the pulsing light painted the room with rapid splashes of neon pink and familiar blue, the sensation of alcohol burning your throat was almost enough to drown out the emptiness aching in your chest.
some good old-fashioned fun never failed to numb the pain, after all.
꩜ a/n: my first multichapter fic yall this is one for the history books. is it obvious i've never been to a party?
also, hooray, hotel cast special appearance! this was an attempt at writing with more characters involved. gotta branch out for the sake of the plot ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧
p.s., click on the little music icon in the beginning of the post for a complimentary playlist! each chapter will have a soundtrack of its own <3
bye it's meeee howsmmmmcall .. do yuo me still loveeee!>!!>!?
will be cross-posted to ao3 soon!
(maybe after i finish the whole thing ahah i'd rather avoid the curse)
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TAGLIST: @whoatemycheezeits, @1ix1n
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GO SUPPORT MOOTIE'S NEW FIC SERIES!!!! extremely worth your while. and while you're at it go and check out all of her vincent whittman stuff mwa mwa mwa
Holy art block that hit me out of nowhere. Still suffering but I really wanted to send you more toy Vox so I finally sat down and stared at my drawing tablet till I could manifest something
This guy is so distraught, possessive and clingy he would forget that MC is also obsessed and wouldn't even realize they're just as clingy unless they're talking directly to him. That plush isn't actually him so it doesn't count, but he'll happily indulge every question and yap for an hour.
oh we are SO back actually, I missed this stupid guy. spoilers for a wip I've had for months - he hates that his plush gets more attention than him
OH TENNA, MY DEAR DEAR TENNAAAA. vox would hate his guts
he'd go feral over the fact that he's not the only TV they adore. like they'd pick this boob tube CRT over him, a flat-screened smart TV??? ahem vox vs tenna rap battle ahem
him being really into his own shows is such a cute detail. even as his status as THE media overlord and being known to be obsessive over his broadcasts being perfect, there's still his child-like love for the stuff he's created
like if i had the power he has over his own media company i'd also only produce shows i like watching. he's so real
saw this in my inbox last month during maybe one of the roughest times i've had, but i couldn't respond immediately ☹️. cheered me up a lot even just for a moment, thank you so much again for this!
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HII CHEEZE HOW R U I MISS U ☹️☹️ i hope ur doing ok
HI HELLO ! oh gosh, i haven't been on here in a long time ☹️ i lost a lot of motivation due to a lot of personal reasons. life's been hectic but i'm slowly starting to get back into tumblr and writing in general
lots of free time this summer — maybe a lot more posts will come through. so so sorry to keep you guys waiting. still have some requests in my inbox that i couldn't clear through </3
i still love vox and vincent DOWN we will be back soon 🙏 thank you for checking up kabayan!!! stay cool this summer <3
I popped ur filo sugar daddy vox post into translate and 1. yES 2. What does the afam mean? Is it Assigned Female A?M? Or does it mean something else? :3c Im just curious
hello!! omds i didnt expect that post to reach more people let alone to be noticed enough by non filos
AFAM stands for A Foreigner Assigned in Manila - it's actually used to refer to foreigners assigned in Manila for work purposes but it's gay slang used colloquially to generally refer to (usually white and male) foreigners visiting the country to go see a filipino local that they're dating!!
it just became synonymous with that definition LOL so a lot of people (myself included) just say it stands for A Foreigner Around Manila.
its also used very frequently to just stereotype filipinos who are in relationships with dudes outside of the country 😭 a lot of ppl assume that white foreigner = rich sugar daddy lmfaaooo
Spent forever on these when I should’ve been sleeping, but I got them done so did I really lose?
Not entirely happy with Valentino’s or Velvette’s colours and gave up on Husk cause wtf is a marionette, so I might go back to them, but otherwise had fun with this! Vaggie and Niffty ended up being my favourites from the hotel (every sketch for Niffty was cursed I loved drawing her). My small Lucifer bias is also showing here cause while Vox gets all the useful mechanics with next to no downsides, Lucifer is the only one MC made themself. Figured giving the crafter the handmade one fit :)
Alastor’s the only one with no arms, but Angel’s, Lucifer’s, and Val’s hands all can’t grab anything so they’re almost as helpless. Angel probably can’t support his weight on two limbs either so he’s honestly in the same boat as Al. Vox for sure tries to jump on Al’s back and instantly regrets it.
Didn’t have much time after designing them all to get to everything I wanted to sketch, but I do have one page! It’s a mess but so is everyone in this scenario.
None of their sizes will be accurate in any drawing I ever make lol
(just thought of MC asking one of them if they wanted to sleep in their bed to cuddle and Vox immediately jumping at the opportunity, to get denied just as fast cause he’s a goddamn robot what’s there to cuddle bro… The Vees definitely try to break into their bedroom anyway)
AAAAHHHHH MORE ART IM SO GEEKED
i could literally shoot your art into my bloodstream i love it so much. this au is so special and i'm obsessed every time you pop up with new art in my inbox.
i'm thinking of their reactions to each others' forms the first time they pop up in the MC's world. some of them would most likely be annoyed that the others got better forms.
except for vox, he's absolutely shitting on everyone's designs. he's never gonna let alastor's deer form go. he'll bring it up constantly, just straight up banging on the window from outside pointing and laughing.
velvette would be extremely fixated on how shit her form is. but seeing herself compared to everyone else? fine, she'll take it, she deems herself the luckier few. val would take a while to get used to it, but seeing as it's not extremely far off from how he actually looks like, it's not that big of a transition.
charlie and lucifer (my personal favs, their designs are so adorable i need them in my life) would be obsessed with their forms. of course the king of hell would be the most special!! special treatment fit for a king (suck it vox). i love that charlie's soft and plush design contrasts vaggi's firm and sharp armor !!!
and yk what??? angel would be beyond pissed that husk is now taller than him. he doesn't care that he's this strange marionette cat (but husk cares. he cares a lot), he only cares that somehow he's bigger. and angel can't even support his head up properly
OKAY, NIFFTY AS PARASECT AND TOAD AS THAT TOY STORY BABY?? LMFAAAAOOOO
charlie and lucifer would be the ones vying to come cuddle up with the MC. they look very cuddly so im glad its them - vox on the other hand? he'll do some dumb shit like trying to hypnotize them with his screen but all it does is piss them off. the MC wouldn't want to pour water on him in fear of what malfunctioning would happen but he's come very close to that.
i wouldn't want a chunk of metal in my bed but maybe i would make an exception for vox though,
extremely sorry again for such a long delay, but i could not show my appreciation enough for you making these! you are so so so so great <3 have such a wonderful day!
🇵🇭. hazbin hotel filipino schools hcs !
— this is part 03 of my filo hazbin hotel headcanons: which schools from my country that i feel like each of our beloved characters would be in <3
once more, to @whoatemycheezeits ;
and for the last time this evening: hello, mga kababayan 💕
:: other filo headcanons: vincent/vox , alastor
charlie — UST ; comes from a long line of Lasallians (went to DLSU from nursery til JHS) but wanted to be a Thomasian for SHS & College
vaggie — UST bc of charlie, obviously, but she'd have been awesome in Mapua. probably graduated from Assumption in JHS.
angel dust — FEU . CHANGE MY MIND (you can't) .
cherri bomb — also FEU . likely a troublemaker who got expelled from st. scholastica
husk — PUP/TUP . i can't explain why but i have a feeling and yall r just gonna have to hear me out on this one
sir pentious — MAPUA . ENGINEERING . HELLO
baxter — also Mapua
niffty — CEU or UE !
lucifer — DLSU . like i mentioned in charlie's bit, the morningstars are definitely lasallian royalty
lilith — also DLSU, but went to Miriam for JHS
alastor — UP Diliman, all the way. probably applied to DLSU for funsies, then also Pamantasan and/or PUP bc his mother graduated from one of them
vox/vincent — i think we already expected that he'd be in Ateneo. took Big 4 CETs for bragging rights (passed 3, got waitlisted for UP #deserved). graduated from LSGH in JHS; that's where he met Val & Vel
valentino — DLSU Benilde . there is no way he is not
velvette — also DLSU; probably grew up in Assumption or San Beda (cmon look at her and tell me she wouldn't have been in an all-girls Catholic school)
adam — DLSU for sure . or perhaps UP
lute — while i think she goes where adam goes but i also feel like she would fit UP a lot; was def classmates with vaggie in JHS
abel — i feel like adam could give less than a shit about him so he'd probably end up in either NU or Adamson instead of pursuing any of the Big 4
sera — i'd love to say she'd be in ADMU for the sake of consistency amongst the angels, but something about her just screams Miriam
emily — for some reason, i really see her in NU
st. peter — enderun . i will not be elaborating
WAUUGHHH thus ends this miniseries of headcanons !! this was rlly just for sillies and giggles and tbh is rather a really niche thing but oh well .
all i can say is — if you know, you know <3
check out my headcanons for alastor and vincent/vox if you haven't yet !
once again, thank you, and goodnight! xo, vie
hello hello ! this is @staticstarlet on my primary blog <3 and as promised, here r my filo!shs/uni vincent hcs...
(brace urself this is super lengthy; this au has been my lifeline these past few months WAHAHA ,, also mixed w some general + relationship stuff !!)
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u know damn well this bitch is from Ateneo
but he took all the Big 4 CETs for bragging rights
studied in La Salle Greenhills from around Gr. 5 to JHS
probably went to international schools until maybe like the 4th grade?
most likely sa Brent International School yan HAHAHAH
but anyways from SHS to college he’s a proud #Atenean
aiming for a dual degree: bachelor of science in media relations & business management
as a youngin his dating pool was from Miriam
probably messed around with Assumptionistas too
has "connections from Xavier" outside ADMU and DLSU
would get in CSA scandals
would beef with ISM kids
hes one of those guys that would, like, reach up and tap the top of doorways and shit with one hand… 💀
not rlly conyo pero legit napaka-englishero . (englishero halata yarn?)
no but seriously tho like it's to the MAX. his tagalog is so painful
uniqlo collared shirts warrior
putragis suki yan sa nike
shops at greenbelt
his go-to shoes r onitsuka tigers
owns a pair of ASICS too
USANA user LMAOOOO his parents r probably distributors
his parents also probably have ties with abs-cbn
i would not be surprised if he’s been hanging out w the ayala kids since they were younger
was probably born in Makati Medical Centre idfk . or St Luke's BGC
his glasses are from essilor and he gets a new pair every year
the kind of guy ur mom would look at and say “ay, may dugong kastila yan”
if alastor is the kind of guy your mother would love at first sight, vincent is the kind of guy she would be SO hesitant about im not even kidding
his family house is in bel-air but they have condos in rockwell, bgc, and qc (the latter being specifically for him so he can live closer to ADMU on school days)
has never once struggled w commute & it fawking shows
put his bitchass in a jeep to quiapo and he’d end up in cainta
thinks Grab is commute bc he has a driver
but if he were to commute he'd say "kuya pa-stop/pakibigay bayad ko" (his version of "para po/paabot po")
had, and likely still has, a yaya
his fav restaurant is Antonio’s (+ would call it casual ,, boy sybau)
Nono’s is a close second mainly cuz he likes the atmosphere
powerplant mall + bgc dates . the CONCEPT
on the topic of dates, he’d def also take u to Manila Ocean Park (like u mentioned in ur previous post HEHE)
for my fellow thomasian girlies, let us put our heads together for a second and imagine . afternoons in dangwa and dapitan with him
the concept of being spoiled by atenean bf vincent whittman
stop he’d probably be a salcedo date guy as well hes so unoriginal i hate him
probably wore crocs as a kid
in another version of this AU, just because it’s funny asf, i feel like vinny would be one of those kids who was on showtime
cold stone ice cream enjoyer
primarily western music taste but he likes certain opm artists like rob deniel (he would LOVE rob) and cup of joe. like alastor, some of the music he enjoys is influenced by his parents—mainly his father
so don’t be surprised if u occasionally catch him listening to Apo Hiking Society or VST & Company . i fear this would be like one of the few things he and al would get along over
his fav Apo Hiking song is When I Met You (like cmon no shit it’s in english)
also ! speaking of alastor, they probably played arnis together at one point as well lol (would explain the rivalry)
the concept of him in the ateneo blue eagles uniform .. . mmmmmm….. .
i lowk feel like he’d be a biker . like yk those biking marathons in makati? yeah. he’d be there
apple user. every piece of technology he owns is iOS
performatively orders black coffee at starbucks when he’s out with his friends to appear more “grown up” or “professional” (boy sybau) but hes a guilty caramel macchiato enjoyer
forced to take piano lessons as a kid but he dropped it
the whittmans would be one of those families that have yearly photoshoots for christmas 😭
has a golden retriever
has an aquarium in his room
uses ivory soap and sensodyne toothpaste
loves leche flan
was a “mommy, iPad please” kid
calls his parents “mommy” and “dad” HAHAHA
was probably a leash kid. def had a bimpo
WENT TO KUMON. ABSOLUTELY. HE WOULD HAVE AN ENTIRE COLLECTION OF THOSE DAMN YELLOW + BLUE BAGS
has a fully booked membership card
his family owns a vacation house in Coron/El Nido
that one classmate who is somehow almost ALWAYS abroad during school breaks
always had chuckie in his baon during elem WHAHAHA
u bet ur ass he loved baby shark
probably had pinkfong on his tablet even before the song came out
his mom shops at healthy options
ambidextrous (would be so annoying about it) + favours his left hand
has really nice hands lowk
cold tone (silver jewelry)
knows how to work a rubix cube
he would SO own one of those metal sticks that are meant to be twirled around ur fingers and he would be so good at it
lipsync thirst trap tiktoker bruh yung horizontal orientation na 4:3 tas dim lighting and it's to Attention by Charlie Puth
SPEAKING OF . HE WOULD LOVE CHARLIE PUTH . his favourite song to play in the car is Marvin Gaye and is the type of guy to be tapping his fingers on the steering wheel along to the song and look back at you every few seconds while u two sing in harmony
i hate him so bad i hope he swerves into a ditch and dies
cetaphil user
if u two were classmates is the type to come up to your desk during breaktime, drape his arms over you, and lean his cheek/chin on your head #clingybitch
always about 15 minutes early when he picks u up after school
deadass would be ur sundo as much as he can
when you both do online classes at his place, he’d insist on sitting back-to-back as u attend ur respective classes, and if ur camera is off he would occasionally lean back his head and brush a little kiss to ur cheek/temple mid-lecture (ok this is so self indulgent i hate evm classes)
has ALL the streaming services but his fav to use is HBO Max
clubs at BGC
his mom texts him on viber, his dad texts him on whatsapp
his fav maroon five songs are Sunday Morning and What Lovers Do
guilty enjoyer of justin bieber’s earlier music
probably got pulled over in bgc at one point cuz he was jamming so hard to the rap verse in Baby and didn’t notice the stoplight
also gets pulled over at QC-Katipunan area cuz he gets stressed out at Timog Ave
drives an Audi A6
his dad drives a BMW, his mom drives a Benz
their family car (the one that their driver uses) is an Isuzu
went to forbes for PLAYDATES
first time drunk and wasted was at salcedo
to spite yardstick enjoyers bc hes SOOOO different he goes to outpost
gets his hair done at Bruno's like it's a routine
denies he has elitism
would play Valorant & League bc ML is too "low class" for him
can be found in Poblacion LMAOO
WOULD PUT FLAGS IN HIS IG BIO.
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since his last name is Whittman, his dad is Fil-Am ; his mom has spanish blood
so for ur consideration . this fuckass would be one of those guys with three names, some shit like Vincent Gabriel Joaquin . tas his middle name would be Rosario
HAHAHAHHA OH MY GAWD
his mom is one of those stereotypical Manila Moms who does Pilates in Makati
contrary to how Alastor would tolerate teleseryes only for the sake of his mother, Vincent would hate them entirely
would get cancelled for being out of touch (like for the flood control ghost projects) FAWK im breaking up with him
has a vacation home at tagaytay highlands AND another one in Coron
has an older brother who lives in ortigas near eastwood
his kuya is SO MUCH nicer than him,, and wld probably have a Jr or a III in his name
would think Estancia is a low-end mall
would have membership at either Valle Verde or Manila Polo Club (courtesy of his dad)
would take u to MPC for ur first date
tapos lowk ur friends would clown u for it and ur story replies would be 8273 messages filled with texts like "tayo ba ay nasa fine dining restaurant?"
^ he wld be nicknamed as "ay, si ano... si kurakot" and ur friends wld say shit like "ayos may budget nanaman si senator" WAHAAHAHA
he would go to some random parking lot in BGC at night when u get into a fight and blast UMUWI KA NA BABY (Hanggang Kailan) at full volume ttp u can hear it over the sound of the engine outside
his apology song would be Palagi by TJ Monterde (specifically the version with KZ Tandingan CUZ OF COURSE IT IS)
Golden Goose wearing fraud
thinks Wolf Gang Steak House is pretentious (because hes sooo different), tho still goes to it on occasion
but he'd take u to Mamou <3 then Escolta at the Manila Peninsula for like a monthsary or something <33
thinks budots is corny (he is no fun)
does competitive tennis but his mom roped him into pickle ball so he does the latter for leisure
enjoys looking for equipment and he'd take u with him and call it a hangout
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HOO BOY that's one long list . i've been compiling headcanons since like December WAHAHAHA i hope u like these <3
oh and i have one w alastor as well ! he was the first of the only two that i made hcs for ,, as well as liek a general list of what schools i think the hazbin characters wld go to :3
yay yay yay have a nice day ! i hope u stay cool in this....... heat.... waugh...
THANK YOU THANK YOU so much for blessing me with these. nakakaaliw sobra oh my GODDD finally someone i can talk to about regarding filo shs/uni vincent!!! he lives in my head 24/7 i need to beat him with a rock
these will also be SO long so for everyone's sake, im putting a divider
another pinoy post coming through!:
i am trusting your judgement on all of these metro hcs because unfortunately i am not from the sentro!! im from farther up north so my hcs are limited locally - and i tried to keep it as accurate as possible, lord knows vincent is NOT a probinsya boy. though thankfully i do see him living here in the city of 🌲 so hell yeah
ALSO THOMASIAN HH ENJOYER? HELLLOOO he'd be sooo insufferable if he had an s/o na galing rin sa big 4. sorry vincent, probinsyano tas big 4 lang sa city ko 🥀
taking all the big 4 CETs purely so he can brag and see if he can get into all of them is so fucking funny to me. like yeah he's going into UPCAT with red boxers. will he get in? probably, but for his ego i NEED him to be waitlisted so bad. will he ever enroll? fuck no, he's already got his eyes set on ADMU
my headcanon here is that he's one of those apple economy kids from SLU na nakatira sa woodsville subdivision. lagi siyang hinahatid ng dad niya to either the NB SHS campus or SLU main, where he's a BA Comm student!!!
HAHAHHAAHHA sya yung bata sa elem mo na laging may bimpo sa likod niya tas amoy johnsons pagpasok, pag lunch, tas paguwi 😭 he'd be sooo conscious sa amoy niya hanggang sa paglaki, he SO has a cologne collection like the rich kid he is.
i #need an ilocano vincent. im so serious. he will NOT be fluent but trust me his iloconyo is so funny.
“ay-ayaten ka, baby” (i love you, baby)
his daily texts include “morning, pretty. nangan kan?” (have you eaten yet?)
he'll send you a really fuck boy-esque selfie of himself, sabay “ubraem?” (what are you up to?”
or if you're sending him a selfie, he'll spam text you with “omg baby, YOU'RE SO NAPINTASSSSS” (you're so beautiful)
his music taste being so basic pinoy boy. perfect. he MIGHT indulge in some alamat but you'll never catch him stanning them
mga story sa md niya black and white + weeknd/robledo timido - GUSTO KO SAKIN KA LAAANGG!!!! he's denying all basic boy allegations.. hes not like othee boys
i stay far away from rich crowds in school pero puta im thinking of him spoiling his yoh so bad, especially if not from a background as rich as he is oh my GOD puta ang sarap
i would definitely hate to be seen with him. im a proud probinsyano and i will never be seen with a rich politically-affiliated nepo baby mestizo so thank god vincent is NOT real so i do infact need that cookie so bad. ikaw galing mansyon ako galing kalye
all your friends calling him anak ng contractor. YES aangat na tayo sa buhay!!!
nung elem, may g-shock watch siya na nagl-light up. then highschool comes and he's decked in a rolex watch. uuughhhh so insufferable i want him
tambay siya lagi sa SM. if he's taking you out on a date, diretso siya sa timhowan or sa chili's. or tongyang.
if he's feeling a little humble, he takes you out on a date to canto's. complains if nag commute ka via jeep or walked to your location (ano choice mo, asa city of pines ka te), because he's always willing to pick you up at your house
you don't want him to, he's a secret from your parents and your mom is insanely skeptical of his intentions
if kaklase mo siya, he's genuinely very reliable if siya yung ipapag-report mo sa grupo mo. he's probably the class reporter lagi, no one would complain about him not doing work kasi apaka galing niya mag report.
let's be honest, he's absolutely doing all of the work. kahit pinakamagaling pa sa klase mga kasama niya, he's not reporting the script or the material unless he's the one writing it
and mag cocomplain na siya lagi gumagawa ng lahat. DO NOOTTTT PISS ME OFF
if talking stage or mag crush-crushan palang kayo, lagi kayo pinagtritripan ng mga kaklase niyo. if tatabi siya pag break, lahat sila mag y-YIEEEE
if mapagtabi man kayo, napapagalitan lagi kasi kinakausap ka lang niya. any attempts to move him away from you is useless, he's paying whoever gets to sit next to you for them to switch seats
he's a good boyfriend! out of touch, sometimes a little detached, but he's always willing to make up for it by spending a lot of time with you. sa una talaga, he's definitely splurging all his money on you but when you say that it doesn't matter to you - you don't need all your new fancy jewelry as much as you just want him by your side
pero tangina if he doesnt stop unconsciously bragging about his life you'll throw a fit 😭
your headcanons are SO, so accurate and so funny. i love how you made stuff para sa pamilya niya rin, rly gives me such a different perspective cause he is actually so 'bunso ng buong angkan' its insane.
thank you so much for sharing these!! im legit so so so so happy to have talked with you about pinoy vincent and i'd love to hear a lot more of your headcanons for alastor and the other hh characters !! GO POSSTT, supporting kababayans thru and thru <3 ilysm for this, hope you are staying cool and hydrated as well!
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purely self-indulgent pero i need a sugardaddy!afam!vincent whittman na nagbabayad ng renta mo... sa estado ng ekonomiya ngayon jusko lord hulog ng langit kung sinuman makakabayad ng tuition ko 🙏
sd!afam!vincent whittman na binibiro na gusto niyang mag-anchor sa GMA para mapalago pa nya lalo reach niya
sd!afam!vincent whittman na laging nag-aaya mag manila ocean park. if taga probinsya ka you're like ??? vincent that's HOURS away. best believe that that man's gonna get you a plane to there kaagad
gipit na talaga ako, vincent whittman PLEASE be real and give me like a million pesos right now
Warm up to get me out of an insane writing slump. I'm indulging in the widely accepted fanon fact that Vincent is mouthy in bed.
Nights like these — where you had him under you, begging to cum with each squeeze of your tight walls on his dick — was when you had to cross your fingers and hope your neighbors wouldn't come knocking with a noise complaint. Vincent’s panting, practically drooling all over himself when you temper your pace to stop him from cumming too early.
“Fuck, no, no, no! You’re gonna fucking kill me.” His freckled chest heaves, and his clammy hands reach out to grab hold of your hips. You slap his hand off with a tut, “What did I tell you about touching, Vincent?”
You almost feel bad, looking at the apologetic look on his face. He was always so quick to humble in bed. So eager to please, an obedient little toy completely at your mercy when you deny him anything he wants.
“I’m sorry, ‘m sorry, okay? Just—” He mewls when you resume your movements up and down on his cock. He lets his head slump back on the plush pillows of your bed, a moan caught in the back of his throat leaving his lips high and strained. “I fffforgot, I jus’… Oh, oh my god, you’re- you- nmff—!”
You’re bouncing on his dick now, the sound of sweat-slicked skin meeting skin only doing wonders to get Vincent closer and closer to his release. “Gonna cum, mhm? Fuck, fuck, you can cum, baby. C’mon, give me everything.” Your ears are blessed with the sounds of his staccato moans, upping octaves as his orgasm draws near.
Vincent bites down on his bottom lip, barely managing to keep his eyes open with the lusty haze clouding his brain. “Yeah, yeah? I’ll cum so hard, baby. I’ll blow a load so fucking huge you’ll f–feel it in your- your- fucking! Throat!”
You don’t scold him when he starts thrusting up his hips to meet yours. His cock feels so deliciously good in your tight walls, it’s annoying how cock-drunk he’s making you when you’re the one supposed to be in charge. You feel him twitch inside you, and you both quicken the paces of your thrusting.
When he cums, it’s mid-ramble and paired with a sinful moan. He’s so lost in your hole he starts talking just because he could — about how good you are to him, how he’s gonna keep you forever, how deep he’s gonna cum inside you you’ll be feeling it drip out onto your legs for the days to follow.
Mindless rambling groaned into your ear, but loud enough you’re sure you aren’t the only one in your apartment building hearing him. You’ll for sure have to face your neighbors tomorrow morning with an apology for two.
It sucks to hear the author curse has befallen you. Whatever it is you’re going through, I wish you the best! I obviously can’t do much to help, but what I can offer is more Isekai Toy!Vox rambling.
(Since I can’t send pictures over anon, my main blog goes mask off ig. That did not last long lol (not like i hide it well anyway i’d just rather talk with the writing blog))
Been thinking of all the isekai victims not being able to communicate properly at the start or else it’d probably be too easy to figure out who they are. It’s made especially worse if what they were isekai’d into are just random things MC owns around the house. They’d think either ghosts are haunting them or fae are fucking with them hard. Until the crew starts helping around the house consistently, then they just think they’re homeless ghosts and let them couch surf.
This would piss Vox off to no end since his best asset is his words, and that’s been taken from him (it also makes when he does get his voice back so much worse cause MC won’t believe a word he says). He’s gotta learn how to keep good relations with them without it so they don’t try to kick him out again. At the start he’s probably also the one wrangling the other Vees so they can pull their weight too (another slap in the face when it’s the opposite later on).
It’s hard to imagine how he’d feel after getting his voice back. When he couldn’t make a noise outside of 8-bit tunes and MC didn’t know he was Vox, they were at their happiest with him. As soon as they know he’s Vox, they want nothing to do with him. As soon as he can speak again, the person he wants to listen the most is struggling to find a reason to care. If Vox didn’t know they already loved him and also got to see how much they did before, he’d be so far off the deep end.
Also here’s kinda what I came up with for everyones isekai forms
Vox → Robot Toy
Valentino → Mothman Plushie
Velvette → Rag Doll Fairy
Charlie → Plush Anthro Lamb
Lucifer → Wooden Goat
Vaggie → Living Armour Figure
Angel → Plush Black Spider
Husk → Thief Cat String Puppet
Niffty → Mushroom Crab Figure
Alastor → Plush Reindeer
Half of these are references and the other half are mythical creatures (with this list of nonsense MC probably has to be some type of hoarder lol). If you have any other ideas I'd love to hear them!
thank you so much for your concern! i'm feeling a whole lot better now, and with three request wips in my rotation.
the thought of MC as just this antiquity hoarder with all their stuff just lying around their house to serve as the cast's vessel is so silly to me.
they'd be so relieved that they at least have a physical form to match them but then they start thinking, why the hell do they just have this lying around?? so they all assume that the MC is either a weird antiquarian or a thief
them having their own noises like pokemon cries??? PERFECT, and it would make things less weird in a way because just imagine Keith David's voice coming out of a puppet. unless the MC's world really is just that weird, anyone else would've thrown them all out the second they all start swearing
the vees' voices being reduced to sound effects when they're the ones who love hearing themselves talk would be hellish for everyone — “I have a problem I can't solve so I'm gonna make it everyone's problem.”
for the first few days of them popping up, i can totally see vox just running around MC's place. he's hooting and hollering (booping and beeping, if you will) and getting noise complaints from the MC's neighbors. that's definitely how they end up getting kicked out temporarily, much to the hotel crew's delight
I LOOVEEE THE LIST. i know everyone's supposed to be small but im SO tickled thinking about how vaggie would look as an armor figure. i read it and immediately thought of the life sized ones, they'd all be so small compared to her 😭
ALSO, nifty thoughts.
with MC being someone with weird shit in their house, i'm assuming that their house is far from well-kept, especially considering that they're probably living alone before they all popped up lmao
niffty definitely started the whole 'taking care of MC's house' thing. she'd take a walk around the place and clack her little crab claws, she'd think it's dirty as shit 🥀
again, thank you so much for sharing!!! my mind has been very occupied with isekai vox thoughts. #lockinwhiteboy
also hello callers, i promise you all that your requests are being worked on!! i got hit with a bad case of fic writer accidents and have to take a few days to recover, so fics are delayed for a little while </3
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hello! i hope you're doing well and drinking water!
i'm wondering if I could request headcannons for a protective vox? like reader goes out and gets ruffed up from some other sinner. you can choose if he's watching them and finds out immediately or if he only finds out when they get back
if you don't want to it’s fine! either way you're writing is rly good your kissing headcannons never fail to make me giggle like a schoolgirl
extremely sorry for the long wait, anon!!! but we’re so back
i loooveddd imagining vox in this scenario with a reader that he doesn’t have the most intimate relationship with yet. he’s still testing the waters, so it was fun to think of how much he’d limit himself to doing if ever he needed to be as caring as possible!!
thank you so much for requesting, i hope this is to your liking <3
ASK: …i'm wondering if I could request headcannons for a protective vox? like reader goes out and gets ruffed up from some other sinner. you can choose if he's watching them and finds out immediately or if he only finds out when they get back… — here!
TAGS: Mature Themes, No Smut, Mentions of severe Injuries, GN!Reader, Hurt/Comfort, It’s a given that Vox spies on everyone, Not friends not lovers but a secret third thing
You didn’t exactly know what to expect from him the moment he found you half-laying half-dangling on his control desk.
I mean, where else could you have gone after a little roughhousing at a dingy bar? No better place than in the underground surveillance office of Hell’s most influential overlord.
”What the fuck are you doing here?” He booms, taking lengthy strides across the office to get to you.
With not even half a mind to care about the important buttons you were probably mashing at the moment, you force yourself to hold up a hand to wave hello.
The taste of metal slides down your throat when you cough to clear it up. “I didn’t think you’d mind,” Your hand clamps down on the edge of the desk, and you use all of what’s left of your energy to push yourself up. “But I’d really hate to be a bother.”
For the first time since you’ve known him, Vox is silent. From what you could ascertain from the look on his face — a mix of understandable disgust and increasing worry — you probably looked a mess.
He’s quiet, too quiet, and you shift uncomfortably under his gaze. Whether he was angry about your injuries or at your dirtying of his control panels, you had no idea.
You look down at the droplets you left on his desk and press your lips into a thin line. “Right. I’ll just- I’ll head out—“
”You didn’t think to fucking call me instead of showing up to my office uninvited?” He rasps.
The sound of crackling static registers in your ear, paired with a fuzzy sensation that raises hair all over your body. Vox is gone for a split second before he appears in front of you with a hand on your shoulder to hold you up.
Prepare for the most extensive interrogation.
“Who the fuck did this to you? Where were you? Why in HELL did you ever even think about going there? Last I checked, you had a brain, didn’t you?”
He’s frantic, substituting his arm for his cables to support you, just to pull up screens of CCTV footage around the bar’s streets, already searching their faces up on the Pride Ring Sinners Database he’d perfectly curated.
It almost seems as if Vox is more frustrated at himself than he is with you — seen in the way his hands clench and unclench the longer he stands staring at the indoor footage of you getting your ass handed to you.
He's too preoccupied with the screens that he's barely even looked at you since he brought them out.
You had to remind him that yes, the person he is looking at in 480p is in fact right in front of him, barely being held up by his cables.
“So fucking stupid.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice.”
His hands tense around your shoulders. “I— you’re not— it’s not you.”
“You, then?”
“It’zZZ- not me either! You’re… fuck, if it weren’t for that shitty meeting, I would’ve kept a better eye on you. I leave you by yourself for zZZT- one day and look at what happens.”
“Hey.” You snap your fingers in front of his face when you notice his attention straying to one of his screens again. “You’re here now, right where I need you to be. That matters more, okay? Not if you were behind some screen watching me like I’ll explode the whole of Pride if you weren’t.”
He softens, not by a whole lot, but still. “You’re joking, but that’s a real possibility. Don’t speak it into existence.”
Surprisingly enough, he actually offers to tend to your wounds the best he could.
With wires for veins and arteries, you obviously didn't expect him to be all that well-equipped with any knowledge of first aid, especially with a regular Sinners' anatomy.
When you ask him if he knows what he's doing, he tells you to shut up and faces away from you.
The bright flash of light reflecting off his tiled floors was what gave him away, as his screen filled with browser pop-ups of multiple step-by-step tutorials.
You couldn't complain, not with how he's cleaning your face with a wet rag, sharing your pained expression whenever he put too much pressure or if he grazed over an open wound.
If your “relationship” with him hasn't been going on for too long, don't expect to be babied. He's only concerned, not a saint.
But with his constant need for things to be as perfect as needed, his own version of solicitude was the closest you would ever get to V.I.P. treatment.
You won't get a pat and a kiss on your boo-boos, but what you will get is the most secure suture you've ever seen in Hell.
That comes with having to act like you don't see the cyan glow of his screen with a loading tutorial video looming behind your shoulder.
He’s not at all gentle, but you can tell he’s trying his hardest to be.
When you’re a man expected to lead with an iron fist and a silver tongue, it’s likely that you forget just how malleable iron and silver really are.
It’s not at all unfair to imagine that letting his guard down would terrify him. He’s already forgotten what it’s like to be soft, so of course he doesn’t know how he’d ever stop himself from starting to actually care about things again. Especially about you.
Though no matter how much Vox thinks he’s put it all away in the past, it’s built into him — the art of quiet (though more often, extremely un-quiet) observation.
You even so much as tense up, he stops what he’s doing with your wounds and looks up at your face, waiting for any other signs of pain before he continues with his ministrations.
He’ll remember all of the bandages that would need to be cleaned daily, all the sore spots that need to be watched, and all the muscles that hurt if you moved a certain way. Vox says he has to remember.
You know, for updating his creepy database.
And if you offer to clean up after him when you both know you could barely bend over without your back hurting, he rejects it, claiming that you’d only dirty his office more, so it’s best to just stay in one place so you he doesn’t have to haul you over his shoulder if ever your legs failed you.
Vox really can’t help but care.
So now he keeps you stuck to his side for the whole of your healing period, working on upgrading your tech to the latest software, definitely not to put tracking devices on them.
He crosses his fingers and hopes that you find the flashing lights of cyan in the CCTVs pleasant every time you venture out into another dangerous part of the ring.
A/N: Criticism, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated.
