#poly vees

[trollpaul]

Still a family despite everything

[drnnttnya]

I was scrolling through statisticsilence tag and thought it would be funny

[terikanae]

[jewishicequeen]

Their ratings are plummeting as we speak

[combatwombat27]

look at his photos 😭

[a-small-lemon]

**Y/N is secretly part of the Vees**

Alastor, flirting: And we’ll be able to conquer Hell, Y/N. Just we two.

Vox: Oh, that would be wonderful

Alastor: Three?

Velvette: Hello, Alastor

Alastor: Four?

Valentino: And I’m here too

Alastor: Five?

Y/N: Yes, Mr Alastor. These are my idiots.

[danielderomanus]

my stupid family

[imunemployedandidc]

The Vees x Reader

No warnings :) word count: 235

How would the vees react if you went missing?

At first, Vox masks his worrisome through a sharp grin. Nice tuxedo, smooth clean shoes, nothing different about em. You might just have a dead phone, visiting family - friends, hell maybe he said the wrong thing and you needed a break. Who is he to go around and control you and where you go? As he told Valentino, how would the Vees look if they were following whores around hell? Oh who is he fooling. You’re not any whore. You’re his. And every second he spends meticulously watching the cameras around pentagon city that doesn’t find you, is an issue.

Valentino texts occasionally, at least that’s what he’s been telling the Vees, but the 200+ unread messages he sent shows otherwise. He’s furious, upset more than anything else. He makes no excuses for you, taking his anger and frustration out on those around him. When he gets his hands on you he swears you’ll be punished for this, or anyone else involved in the matter! If you were going to disappear, at least a conversation, fuck- even a message would’ve been nice! But maybe you knew, he wouldn’t have gave you an option to leave them in the first place.

Velvette plays it off way better than the other two. As the level headed one of the group, she taps away, acting indifferent in her chair. Though keeping her pampered hands clutched onto her phone just tight enough; actively checking her notifications. Just incase it’s your photo that finally blesses her screen. Though it doesn’t take long before her legs start bouncing, her nails begin chipping, and her styled hair starts frizzing from the thought, you just might be gone forever.