opens my mouth like a baby bird for more Alastor headcannons
eeep! thank you, Fawn! i'm always delighted when you appear in my inbox! i'll do my best to be a mama bird and feed you some more ❤️
(cw: some nsfw, dark themes, and references to racism)
I've seen many different headcanons as to what Alastor's surname is. My personal favorite is Rousseau. It's French in origin, derived from the Old French word "rous", which means red. From what I can find on the internet, it seems like it was initially used to refer to people with red hair. Obviously, Alastor did not have red hair as a human, but his character is still deeply connected to the color red. It's in the clothes he wears, the blood he spills, and it's a color often associated with fury, passion, and madness. As his surname, Rousseau just ⭐speaks to me⭐.
On another note, I headcanon his mother's name to be Camille.
Alastor was not a planned child. He was the result of an encounter Camille had with a volatile white dockworker that may have, in and of itself, been violent. Despite this, Camille loved and adored Alastor and did everything she could to give him a good life with the limited resources she had.
Despite Louisiana's ban on interracial marriage at the time, Alastor's father was still, unfortunately, a recurring presence in their lives, and he was forced on multiple occasions to witness instances of abuse towards Camille that permanently altered the way he perceived men as a whole. At times, Alastor may have even blamed himself for the abuse, feeling that it was his birth that had permanently tied his mother to such a horrible man.
That horrible man ended up being Alastor's very first kill. A body was never found. Legally, the man simply disappeared one day, never to be heard from again.
They have never openly discussed it, but Camille knows in her heart that it was Alastor. She does not, however, know about the other murders. She believes that Alastor's violence against his father was a desperate, one-time thing, and Alastor prefers that she maintain this belief. He doesn't think her heart could handle the rest.
One of Alastor's most treasured possessions is a worn harmonica that Camille gifted him. It used to belong to her father (Alastor's grandfather) and he has put on more performances with it than either of them can count to try and make her smile.
In a relationship, Alastor will play that harmonica for you, too. It will feel intimate and even vulnerable to him to share it with you, too.
Alastor speaks Creole French and he is 100% aware of the effect that it has on you. He'll be devious and will delight in the ability he has to rile you up, especially in public.
Sexuality. I do see Alastor as being on the ace spectrum, specifically somewhere within the marked range of this chart (totally not because i'm also acespec and that's where i happen to fall too)
When it comes to sex, he tends to be a pleasure top, focused more on giving than he is receiving, but there are some things that will rile him up and make him needier for you than usual.
One of them is blood on you. Not your blood. Someone else's blood. If you know about the murders and accept him anyways, then seeing you splashed with red gets him hard and aching. Maybe you're getting your hands dirty helping him clean up after a kill. Or maybe you even killed someone yourself- the very thought thrills him to his core.
I firmly believe that Alastor is more protective and possessive of you in Hell than he is on Earth. Simply put, Hell is much more dangerous than Earth and the chances of you running into someone that would want to harm you or take you from him are much higher. He will be on constant alert, and he will want to accompany you everywhere. If he can't personally accompany you, one of his shadows will accompany you, and if neither of them can accompany you, well... you just won't be going. Period.
Alastor's presence will be suffocating and it will be very difficult to convince you to give him any breathing room at all. You aren't in New Orleans anymore. There are no police to conceal his crimes from, and he's an overlord- people expect him to be evil. There is much less reason for him to hide who he is and that extends to the way he tried to mask just how obsessive his love for you is when you were alive. He does still care what you think of him. He always will. But if push comes to shove, he would rather have you unhappily chained to him than lose you for good.
Speaking of chains... Alastor will want your soul. He'll ask for it outright, though, with clearly defined terms, devoid of the usual wordplays and trickeries he pulls with other sinners. If you give him your soul it's much more likely that he'll relax a bit and allow you to venture out on your own, knowing that you won't somehow lose it to someone else.
Alastor is not a fan of his deer like traits. Eternally resembling a prey animal is a blow to his ego.
Scent glands. Deer have several. Bucks in particular have one on their forehead. Alastor does, too, and he is often feels compelled to mark you with it so that you smell like him. Unfortunately, the instinct to do so can hit him very suddenly, and he doesn't always remember his own strength. Alastor will headbutt you. Hard. More than once. (He will be sorry afterwards, though.)
Okay now I gotta know about Alastor when reader is finally pregnant and what he's like during the whole thing! He's definitely an attentive gentleman. The two of them definitely invite his mother over for dinner to tell her she's going to be a grandma!!!
What's he like with the baby? Honestly I can easily see him having a daughter. For some reason it's harder to imagine Alastor with a son.
Yippeee! My first ask!!
this ended up getting kind of long, so I put it under a cut!
Alastor is definitely attentive with reader during the pregnancy. He was attentive and protective before, mind you, but now that his precious wife is carrying a little one it's an entirely different beast.
Reader in With Child is a 1920s/1930s housewife and thusly handles most of the general housework, but the moment the pregnancy is confirmed, that becomes a thing of the past.
Reader is not going to be lifting a finger if Alastor has anything to say about it. He'll do everything himself, especially as the pregnancy progresses and she gets a bit bigger. Reader might feel guilty about this and try to still contribute here and there, and it may even cause a few arguments, because Alastor doesn't want to hear it. He doesn't want her doing anything.
Despite his enthusiasm and excitement about the upcoming addition to his little family, Alastor is terrified. So many things can go wrong during pregnancy and during labour. He's not just facing the potential loss of the baby, he's facing the potential loss of his wife, too, and if something like that did happen? If Reader and baby were both lost? It would destroy him, and he would blame himself for everything, feeling like his greed for more was what killed her.
He doesn't like to talk about it, either. So his fear of loss manifests in that overprotectiveness and desire to do everything in and out of the house to prevent any kind of physical strain on Reader while she is pregnant.
Alastor will work himself to the bone and Reader will not see him complain about it, even once, though he will be exhausted by the time night rolls around.
As for his mother, I personally headcanon her as having passed away a few years prior to the pregnancy, but, if she were still around, Reader and Alastor would ABSOLUTELY have her over for dinner to tell her the news. She would be absolutely elated to learn that she is going to have a grandbaby!
She would quickly become a mother figure to Reader, especially if Reader isn't close to her own mother or if her mother has passed away. I think she would likely even come to live with Alastor and Reader for the final few weeks of the pregnancy to help out, and she would definitely be present at the birth, too, likely in Alastor's stead since having men in the birthing room was extremely uncommon back then.
As for the baby, I envision Alastor to be good with it but also hesitant. His fears of the pregnancy/birth going awry have receded but this new, vulnerable life he and Reader have created is so fragile. He's afraid of hurting the baby without meaning to, and he's also afraid of being a bad father. He will likely have to be coaxed by Reader into spending more time with his own child because he's so afraid he'll accidently hurt them or that the violence of his past and the killings he is still committing will somehow taint them. Once he gains a bit more confidence and stops overthinking so much, though, he'll turn into a great father.
I see Alastor being a good girl dad, but I actually picture him with a firstborn son and later, a pair of twin girls!
He is absolutely whipped for his little girls and showers them in toys, dresses, little tea sets... anything and everything they could want. If they become interested in boys when they get older, he'll have a crisis and Reader will likely have to hold him back from murdering some otherwise unassuming teenage boys. Once Reader talks some sense to him, Alastor will begrudgingly stand aside and let his girls make their own choices... but you'd better believe he interrogates any boyfriend they bring home.
With his son I think it's a bit more complicated. Alastor seems to dislike most men as a default and while his firstborn child is definitely an exception to that, raising a boy, especially one that looks just like him, will force him to confront the qualities he may dislike in himself. And, as we all know, that's not easy for him.
I also think it would be easy for Alastor to get jealous of the attention Reader gives their son, especially before their daughters are born, because he has never had to seriously share her time or affection before. It's mentioned in With Child that he wants to drink Reader's breastmilk, and he will 100% be beefing with the newborn over who gets more (until Reader sets him straight).
Ultimately, he is still a protective and loving father to his boy, but it takes him a bit longer to warm up to his son than it does his daughters because he has to confront some of his own issues before he's able to really process everything.
Of course, these are all headcanons of mine, and if your ideas are different, that's totally fine! 😊 (I myself even have several different possible versions of events and kids and everything in my head and it made it difficult for me to pick just one, lol)
Thank you so much for the ask! I love yapping about Alastor and I'm so glad you enjoyed my writing! 💕
omg perfect timing! i just refreshed the vox x reader tag and found your blog.
do you think you could write something along these lines: reader is a shark!demon (you can make her a sinner or a hellborn from the envy ring, whichever helps your creative flow). she works as vox's personal assistant above ethan, and the man is lovestruck. he can't stop infodumping about sharks, tv trivia, or the weather in her presence. vox pulls every pathetic trick in the book to impress the reader because he is just that obsessed. everyone around the reader, specifically val and vel, thinks his attempts to woo the reader are incredibly cringy, but she actually finds vox's pick-up attempts adorable.
if you end up writing for this ask, thank you in advance!
thank you so much for your request! i actually really love the idea of reader being a hellborn shark demon from the envy realm! i hardly ever see hellborn readers and that gave me a lot of fun ideas!
When you first move up to the Pride Ring in search of better employment opportunities, your friends and family think you are crazy. While no place in Hell can really be considered safe, the Pride Ring is, quite certainly, the most dangerous of the seven rings. The constant influx of sinners, wars between various overlords, and of course, the yearly exterminations, make for a volatile and violent melting pot.
Fortunately for you, your shark traits make most people think twice before trying anything stupid. And the ones foolhardy enough to try attacking you anyways, well... you make quick work of them, your powerful tail lashing at them like a whip to bruise and knock them off balance, before you finish them off by lunging and tearing at them with your razor-sharp teeth.
This is, in fact, how you meet Vox! He's keeping an eye on some of the spy cameras he has scattered throughout Pentagram City and happens to notice a particularly bloody commotion as you turn the tables on a couple of cannibal sinners who thought they could turn you into shark fin soup.
Vox sees you at the center, tearing through your attackers with ease, and he is completely, utterly, starstruck. He zaps over there before he even realizes what he's doing and finishes off the last ne’er do well himself.
Caught up in all the bloodlust, you might try to take a bite out of him before you realize he isn’t one of the cannibals. Luckily for you, he takes this in stride, and once you’ve calmed down enough to talk a little he’s already asking you all kinds of questions about yourself, practically vibrating with excitement as he does.
His screen is glitching and he’s not as suave as he usually is. You have him flustered! And the moment he hears you’ve come to the Pride Ring in search of a job, he lights up.
Vox spits out an offer for you to come be his executive assistant at VoxTek almost immediately. He’s quick to offer you anything and everything he can think of to make you accept the position- your own full furnished apartment (in Vee tower, of course) a ridiculously cushy salary, healthcare benefits… even vacation time. He needs you to think he's a great guy.
Though initially distrustful of him after everything you’ve heard about sinners, you end up accepting the offer and coming back to Vee tower with him. (Totally not because Vox secretly sabotages any other job offers you get.)
Poor Ethan gets all but tossed aside in favor of you. He ends up becoming your assistant instead and helping you out, which is necessary because Vox is so desperate to have you by his side that he kind of forgets he needs to show you the ropes before tossing you into the deep end of your position. Fortunately enough, it works out, both due to Ethan's help and the fact that Vox has more patience with you than he does for anyone else in Vee Tower (and yes, that includes Velvette and Valentino.)
You're actually allowed to make mistakes, unlike the others, and anyone who has a problem with the blatant favoritism soon finds themselves disappeared or otherwise silenced.
While not super fond of you at first, Velvette and Valentino do warm up to you over time. You're good at your job, and Vox is easier to work with when you're around because you put him into such a good mood.
Good luck on shaking the nickname "Finny"! It's what Velvette calls you when she sees your fins for the first time and Valentino thinks it's hilarious, so it sticks. Vox primarily calls you by affectionate pet names (baby, sweetheart, doll, etc) so you hardly ever hear your real name anymore (unless it happens to be Finny).
Shark facts, ocean facts, weather and television trivia... he'll yap to you about them and he won't stop yapping, even neglecting his important work just to talk to you and try and impress you with all he knows! You're going to need to forcibly redirect him multiple times a day to make sure Voxtek doesn't fall into shambles.
It happens at LEAST once that he'll be so excited while infodumping that he'll forget that you're actually from Envy, and end up telling you a bunch of things you already know about biomes of your home realm. Vox is fascinated by Envy, its oceans, and all the sharks and shark demons that live there. He's also highkey devastated that he can't ever visit because he's a sinner, so if you're patient with him during this, he'll be extremely appreciative, and if you take the time to tell him about your own experiences in Envy he will be completely enraptured. (If you bring him souvenirs, he might cry).
(continued under the cut bc this is getting long and there's some suggestive themes past this point. reader is also implied to be/referred to as female from hereon out.)
The flirting is immediate. Vox doesn't really have a good sense of "boundaries" or "personal space" when it comes to the things he wants, although he does want you to actually love like him, so he does make an effort for his advances not to scare you or be too overt. That being said, I think he unfortunately still toes a fine line between heavy flirtation and sexual harassment (check your Voxtek apartment for cameras.) He'll also want to touch your tail, and your fins, and even your teeth if you'll let him (he gets hard if you bite him).
If you ever confront him about his behaviours, his screen will glitch out, he'll stammer and stutter, and he'll actually apologize! There will be many expensive gifts in your future and he'll even up your salary, too. Anything so you aren't mad at him anymore. He can't stand the idea of you leaving him quitting!
He will be genuinely upset when the other Vees insult his efforts to woo you, but he'll try to hide it from you because he doesn't want you to know that it affects him, or that your opinion of him matters as much as it does. You may still catch him sulking from time to time, but if you reassure him that you don't find his behaviours stupid, he will light up (literally and metaphorically) and turn into putty in your hands.
Female biased sexual size dimorphism (or female biased SSD). It is a biological phenomenon common in sharks where the females of a species are larger than their male counterparts. I personally love the idea of reader being part Greenland shark, and Vox being part Great White- and both species happen to exhibit female biased SSD. If you are bigger than Vox, he is turned the fuck on.
A veritable red sea of imps, sinners, and other unimportant Voxtek worker drones leap out of your way as you pass through their floor. You reckon that the first half of them are doing so to avoid the heavy sways of your powerful tail (which has been known to send people flying), and that the second half are simply terrified of catching your gaze.
You are, after all, a direct line to the boss; and if any one of them appears lacking before you or looks at you the wrong way, they will find themselves thrown out of Vee Tower before the end of the day- from the first floor, if they are lucky (the unlucky ones get launched from much further up). Thankfully for them, you have no current desire to add to the number of abstract red stains dotting the concrete several stories below. You are just passing through.
You exchange a brief glance with Ethan, who, all things considered, is much friendlier to you than you would expect. Being replaced as Vox's primary personal assistant has not soured his opinion on you. Nowadays, he is more your personal assistant than anything else, and he actually appears grateful for the shift- probably because he no longer has to deal with most of Vox's violent tantrums. You wave him over and exchange a few words about the day's events and your upcoming schedule before you head off again.
In one of your hands is a Styrofoam cup filled with dark, bitter coffee- hot and unsweetened, just the way Vox likes it (or how he claims to like it. You have caught him indulging in sugar cubes and creamer multiple times when he thinks no one else is looking.) Not wanting the beverage to go cold, you swiftly make your way over to the elevators and push the button clearly labeled VIP: VOX ONLY. You are the only employee with clearance to do so.
The ride up to your boss's penthouse is swift. Upon entering, you expect to see him lounging on one of his various designer couches, scrolling through the latest posts on Sinstagram, or still in bed if he is having a particularly lazy day (in which case there is a 50/50 chance he will try to pull you into bed with him and cling to you as though you are merely a shark shaped stuffed animal).
To your surprise, Vox is not only standing up, but his face is pressed firmly against the surface of a massive glass tank that you are absolutely certain did not exist a mere 12 hours ago. It takes up an incredible amount of space; entirely replacing one of the penthouse walls, and from what you can tell, it extends both above and below this floor, meaning it spans multiple stories of Vee Tower. The light from Vox's screen illuminates some familiar flora within as he stares into the tank. You notice some plants, small fish, and even a few artic corals the likes of which you have only ever seen back home, in the northern regions of Envy.
"Um... sir?" You inquire, a bewildered expression on your face.
Vox jumps, a loud thud echoing through the penthouse as his screen smacks against the glass from the sudden motion. He is quick to recover, taking a step away from the tank and clearing his throat as he turns around to face you. A few stray pixels, pink in color, dance across his face before disappearing.
"Ahem! Good morning, sweetheart! Don't mind the uh, the... that." He gestures to the tank with his shoulder.
"It's, uh... Part of the renovations we're having done. Very big. Very important."
"Uh huh..." You raise an eyebrow at your boss.
"So... why exactly was I unaware of this? It doesn't look like this was very easy to install, and on such incredibly short notice..." You step closer to the glass, carefully inspecting the contents of the tank. Pressing a palm to the surface, you find it pleasantly chilly. Your tail swishes happily behind you, and you miss the way Vox's eyes are drawn to the motion.
"This is too cold for Shok.Wav," you add. "I can't tell exactly what the temp is from the outside, but this is at least 10 degrees cooler than his threshold for-"
"It's not for Shok.Wav," Vox interrupts, cutting off the concern you are expressing for his favorite pet's safety. Your brow furrows.
"It's not? Then who is it for..?"
"It's for you."
You blink slowly.
Vox blinks back.
"Um... excuse me?" Before you can begin to feel offended, Vox begins to sputter, his screen glitching as he gestures towards you with his hands in some kind of effort to placate you.
"It's not like that! Whatever you were thinking, doll, I swear it's not like that! It's nothing creepy. I'm not gonna, like, keep you in there or anything! That would- that would be fucked up! Besides, you're my best assistant! I need you! Satan knows you're better than Elijah or Elliot or whatever the Hell his name is- you're a... you're a vital asset, okay? Just give me a chance to explain before you go saying I'm some kind of pervert!" Your boss is more flustered in this moment than you can ever recall seeing him. The genuine panic he seems to be exuding is enough for you to hear him out.
Once he realizes you are not about to storm out, slap him with your tail, or try to bite him, Vox lets out a sigh of relief.
"Phew. Okay. Look... this is kind of meant to be like a... a gift for you. For you to use. If you want. Like a pool. You're always complaining about how hot it is up here in the Pride Ring and how none of the baths or showers get as cold as you want them to, and I bet you're really missing it back in Envy, so... So I figured you might, you know, like it if I brought a piece of Envy here. To you."
You glance at the tank again, the cold temperature and the familiar contents suddenly making sense. Despite the awkward way he went about it, Vox has actually done a very good job at recreating the aquatic portion of your home biome. Your tail twitches in interest.
"How big is this, exactly?" You ask, unable to see just how far the tank extends beyond this floor.
"Oh, about 1.2 million gallons," Vox answers proudly. "It spans 5 floors, and the lowest one completely blocks out light to simulate the deep sea portions of northern Envy."
"Water temperature?"
"Right now, it's set to exactly 0°F, but I've installed thermal controls so you can set it anywhere from -45°F to 30°F. Given the size, any significant change in temperature will take hours, and I'm not entirely sure how the flora will react to either extreme since I don't have much experience with Envy's specific biolife yet, but-" Vox is so absorbed in telling you about his latest creation that he misses the way you surge forward, finding himself stunned into silence when you collide with his chest, your arms firmly wrapping themselves around his waist. The cup of coffee has been placed on a nearby counter and forgotten.
Vox is warm. Much warmer than you, though that can easily be attributed to the differences in your biology- which are stark, despite the fact that you both bear shark like traits.
"I love it," you say. A shudder runs down his spine.
"Yeah? Y-you do?" Vox asks. His clawed hands slowly come down to hover over your back, ghosting over your flesh at first as though he is not sure if he is allowed to touch you. When you do not pull away, they touch, and he holds you, stunned. For someone that regularly clings to you in the mornings, he is being remarkably chaste.
"That was... was fast," he chuckles, tapping his claws against your waist a few times. He is quickly getting over his sudden wave of bashfulness.
"For a moment there it looked like you wanted to bite my screen off," he adds. He is not entirely wrong.
"I changed my mind," You respond, flashing him a grin that shows off your sharp teeth.
"You argued your case and I found what you had to say... agreeable." Vox smiles at you, and your gaze returns to the tank.
"I do have couple of questions, though. First... why is it connected to your penthouse? And second... how do I actually get in?" Vox's screen flashes static for a couple of seconds before he lets go of you.
"Well, I, ahem... It's connected because I'd like to see your demon form when you swim... if that's... okay... and you get in up there." He points towards an opening in the ceiling that you did not notice when you first stepped out of the elevator. A snap of his fingers causes a ladder to come sliding down.
"The penthouse has two levels now," he clarifies. "The one down here is mine, and the one up there is yours. I thought it was high time we move you out of that dingy standard Voxtek apartment you've been staying in on the lower levels. You deserve something better, don't you think?" There is a charismatic lilt to his voice. He flirts with you a lot, but this is quite overt, even for him.
"It's fully decked out up there. Bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, coffee maker, minibar... even the latest Voxtek video sound system, courtesy of yours truly! And, of course, the entrance to the tank." Vox has clearly rehearsed his speech about the amenities, and if you were any less fond of him, you might bristle at the blatant attempt to get you to move in with him.
"Makes sense," you say, letting him sweat a little bit as he waits to see if you reject it.
"I do like the look of this tank... and as your assistant, occupying a level of the penthouse would make it much easier to get a hold of you when I need to... No more treks through the lower levels, or long, pesky elevator rides..." Vox is hanging on every word you say and it is difficult not to burst into a fit of giggles.
"How about I check out the amenities in person first? You know, just to make sure they're better than what I already have." You are openly teasing him now, and if he realizes it, he makes no comment. He waits with uncharacteristic patience as you ascend the ladder, using every last bit of self-control to avoid following you up and simply hypnotizing you to do what he wants.
You give your level of the penthouse a brief, perfunctory sweep, but the tank simulating your home ocean is the only thing you really care about. Vox is right about the temperatures in Pride being too warm for your liking. Envy in general is colder than Pride but where you are from, the climate is arctic. You cannot remember the last time you had a satisfying swim, bath, or shower that did not make you feel like you were boiling alive.
You spy the elevated entrance to the tank. From the top, it does not look much different than an ordinary swimming pool, but you know from what you saw on the lower level that it is anything but ordinary. Your shoes are thrown off along with the rest of your clothes amid a growing urgency to be cool.
You dive in without hesitation, and the sensation that greets you is positively ethereal. It feels like home. Your form shifts and distorts as you assume your demonic form, your body growing in size as your legs fuse together and join with your tail. You swim down past the penthouse levels, the cold water pushing delightfully through your gills. For several minutes, all you do is dive and explore. You swim and play amongst the plants and even chomp on a fish for a light snack before you remember that Vox is waiting for you.
Somewhat sheepishly, you swim back up, stopping when he comes back into view through the sheer glass. You realize now how small he is in comparison to you, at least right now. On land, you are similar in size, but your full demonic form is closer to Shok.Wav in stature.
The expression on Vox's face right now can only be described as abject awe. His mouth is hanging open, his screen flickering as the lights in the penthouse begin to glitch. You wave at him, and it is only now that you remember you are naked, too. Oh well. The fact that your boss can see your breasts right now does not really bother you.
And if the two distinct bulges forming at the front of his pants are anything to go by, Vox is not bothered by it, either.
You grin toothily at him and wave again, knowing you will be discussing more than your new living arrangements when you surface again.
(A/N: petition to make this a recurring au on this blog? i really liked this idea and want to eventually write more for it. i think i'll call it the "Jaws and Effect" series.)
Mermaid Vincent truthers rise up. His sadist ass likes to splash u when you're not wearing swimming clothes. If you shiver then good, he thinks it's cute that something so simple as water can make you uncomfortable. And he fucking loves comparing his claws and teeth to yours, humans are so soft and helpless he feels so much stronger in comparison!
(in response to this idea)
Absolutely!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️
It makes Vincent feel so much more powerful than he actually is. All his life he's been the weak, scrawny runt... but to humans he is big, strong, and dangerous! He definitely delights in making you jump from time to time.
It would be delicious if someone from his pod showed up and humbled him in front of you. Vincent would be humiliated. He might even assume that you're going to abandon him for his bigger, stronger cousin since that has always been his experience when he's tried to court before.
Bonus points if Vincent instantly switches gears from macho show-off mode to pathetic, sniveling mess, clinging to you and begging you not to go.
https://www.tumblr.com/tadohazbinokayy/817279280375627776/i-love-love-love-your-latest-story-idea-theres?source=share Even though her heart broke into a milion pieces, Y/n tries to keep it rational at first. Blind hatred towards Vincent Vox would bring nothing good in the current situation. After all, you can't force someone to fall in love with you. Vincent must have always dreamed about another kind of partner, so different from her own self… Still, she wasted her whole damn life on a man who didn't care about her. A life she would never get back, never get another chance to live again, with someone who might actually love her this time. Now, Y/n's fate is to rot in this miserable place of suffering for the rest of eternity.
Y/n tries to calm her emotions, she really does, but every passing day leaves her more and more empty inside. And in this empty place grows only resentment and cold bitterness.
Vox always tried to be subtle about his relationship in Hell, but he's not very successful, and sinners from pride ring have access to endless supply of leaked photos and short videos of his and Val's little dates and public appearances.
Y/n sees them all, and Alastor doesn't even attempt to hide 'em from her.
Vox takes his new lover to the most luxurious restaurants every week, and seems to have a good time while doing it. Vincent took me out once a year, during our anniversary, and looked bored for most of the time. The outings all stopped anyway in the last years before his demise, when he became too overworked and tired.
Vox likes to give expensive gifts, to appease Val's unpredictable moods. The most valuable thing I've receive from Vincent was my wedding ring. I wore that blasted thing 'till the last of my living days.
Vox looks at Val with a strange mix of affection, lust and fear. As if he's afraid that the moth demon is minutes away from breaking up with him and moving on to someone else. Once upon a time, I dreamed of Vincent looking at me like that. The best I got, though, was the look one might give to the grass, or the river, or the tree. 'You were here yesterday, you are here today, and you'll be here tommorow. Why should I pay extra attention to something so common?' The taken for granted look.
I was a social expectation for him, but even so, couldn't he have give me at least a little bit of appreciation? Didn't I deserve it, after everything I did for him? Is he truly that cruel and selfish?
Apparently, he is.
She grows to despise not only Vox, but her past self as well. The obedient, stupid housewife. The meek pushover. She should know better. The useless woman who waggled her proverbial tail like a dog at the barest scraps of attention.
Never again. No one will take me for granted again. No one will ever make me feel like nothing. That's a promise I make to myself.
It's actually funny how Vox's and Y/n's idea of each other differs now. For Vox, she's his sweet wife who always took care of and held nothing but pure love for him. For Y/n, Vox is…. *points above* yeahh. RIP Vox it will take a miracle for you to get her back
and RIP the pride ring and Alastor, no one in the vicinity will be safe after Vox finds out that this bitter, prickly demon, looking at him with nothing but hatred in her eyes happens to be his demure wife. His meltdown from ep8 will look like a child's play next to this
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anon, you absolutely cooked with this!!! i'm over here kicking my feet and twirling my hair!
i lowkey feel like one of the reasons he treats Val the way he does in this au is because he regrets the things he didn't do with Reader. in addition to the feelings of loss, he holds some residual guilt and the tiniest bit of self awareness that he was not the perfect husband in life.
the lavish gifts, outings, and other things he bestows on Val are largely an effort to convince himself that he is a great partner. In some ways Vox spoils Val how he wishes he could spoil Reader, and it's part of a subconscious effort to gaslight himself into believing that he deserves this angelic idea of her that he keeps on a pedestal.
Vox wants to believe that the ONLY reason Reader isn't with him and doting on him right now like she used to is because she's obviously An Angel Too Good For This Hellish Realm. their souls were meant to be together, but were torn apart by biblical cruelty that is Absolutely Not His Fault.
if he acknowledges that Reader has flaws, especially flaws big enough to land her in Hell, then that also means acknowledging some responsibility in why things turned out the way they did- and he doesn't want to.
when Vox first learns that Reader is in Hell, i think he believes that she was tricked into damning her soul by some scheming human. he might also convince himself that Alastor is a Dastardly Villain who is keeping her against her will and go full savior complex, feeling like he's the hero who needs to go save his damsel in distress (which would make a GREAT story for VoxTek news, too!)
the crashout he has when he's forced to confront reality will be utterly apocalyptic.
Hi, I'm sorry and I'm feel so annoying about this haha but I'm relistening Epic: The Musical and the part of Penelope falling in love with Odysseus over and over again... Except it's Vox in Penelope's place. Like, by that point, he has realized that he really did fuck up with reader especially when they were alive and even after, he was in love with a concept of her... But by now, he wants Y/N to know that he will still fall in love with her over and over again even if he never knew her or knows anything about her.....................
. *screams into pillow*
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you're not annoying me!!! i love getting asks and hearing people's additions and thoughts on my ideas so much <3 <3 <3
i have to confess... i've never seen/listened to Epic: The Musical, and i'm only vaguely familiar with the original mythos (a harpoon worthy offense, i know 😭 )
but the more i read about it the more i actually love that for them. i'm a huge sucker for star-crossed lovers and in my head, when Reader was alive she was especially codependent on Vincent, so to hear that he would fall in love over and over with her no matter the circumstances, what she's like, and what he knows or doesn't know, only after the one thing she feels like she can't ever forgive him for is just
forgive me if this is a step too far but. on the subject of monster fuckery. mermaid eggs.
monster fuckery is never a step too far.
i have considered mermaid eggs when it comes to breeding with merman!vincent 👀
specifically i considered him having an ovipositor of sorts where he would need to fuck eggs into reader, fertilize them, and then, after a period of incubation, reader would "birth" them and they would then hatch into cute little merbabies.
i also considered a version where instead of multiple eggs, there would instead be a single, larger egg that would grow and develop over a longer period of time, a bit closer to a regular human pregnancy in appearance (from the outside, at least), that would end with reader birthing a big egg and babying it until it hatched.
ultimately, i think for the Manwhore Merman oneshot(or series? still not sure how long it will be) i'm going to go for a less exciting live birth scenario, but i am planning on there being some quirks about the pregnancy and birthing process!
Maybe reader is a worker for a preserve, like a groundskeeper or research assistant! Someone with access to relatively large amounts of ocean-adjacent land, with the qualifications to traverse tidal caves with air pockets and other kinds of terrain that's off-limits to civilians, without them actually owning that much real estate. I can totally see Vincent hearing "you're being relocated to state-sponsored research reserve in a national park in service of conservation efforts" and interpreting it as "the human government is giving you semi-aquatic luxury condo for YOU and YOUR personal human and Nobody Else Is Allowed Because You're Special"
Vincent would absolutely LOVE that and the image it creates in my head is very entertaining.
But I'm thinking that for Manwhore Merman I'm going to lean a little bit more towards Vincent having to be... convinced, to move somewhere else with Reader
something I'd like to touch on is how his relationship with reader ends up deeper than the relationships he has with the various other humans he's whoring around with, since he's addicted to the constant attention and doesn't want to give it up. On some level I think he dreads being kept/feeling like a pet.
Merman Vincent has lots of brief, one night-type encounters, but no one really comes back to him a second time the way Reader does. The attention he's addicted to is, on some level, superficial, and I think part of him knows this.
Maybe humans have made him pretty promises before only to fuck off and never come back and so he assumes at first when a human says they want to be with him, they don't really mean it. They don't want to be his lifelong mate. So maybe when Reader first brings up making things more serious, Vincent dismisses her, thinking she is like the others.
But Reader comes back. Every time. And Reader gets pissed when she sees Vincent canoodling with other humans, which confuses him because he didn't really believe that her feelings were serious, and when she storms off it actually hurts inside his chest. The other humans leaving never really hurt him bc he saw them as replacable, but Reader is not replaceable like they are. Feelings! Oh no!
I'm leaning towards Vincent seeing Reader speak with one of his bigger, stronger family members and that being the trigger than turns him into a sniveling mess, begging for Reader not to leave him like everyone else does :'(
This is basically a long-winded way of me saying that I think I'm gonna have Vincent initially reject the idea of being relocated with Reader only to change his mind and beg for it lol
