✨️Hail Vox Populi!✨️

rp blog; active ; minors do not interact ; muse is 28

[vooxxypopuli69]

This blog is very much a work in progress, so it will be changing a lot. For now, the basics and the boring part… The rules and information before writing with me.

Minors, under no circumstances do not interact with this rp blog.

This muse is 28 years old and go by he/him pronouns.

I am a literate writer, so I can put in as much work as you put work into your replies!

This account isn’t strictly demon Vox, but also young Vincent and human variant.

I enjoy NSFW, dead dove, details on gore and all things nasty… But my limits come to shit and diapers.

I enjoy plot ALOT and in depth stories and the back and forth plotting, as well as short, have an idea? Pitch it to me and I’m happy to discuss it with you.

As far as it comes to ships with Vox, I love them all. Even the obscure ones with his assistants and of course the classics. Yes, even Voxcest.

Open to dms: yes.

Open to messages; yes.

That’s it for now, I’ll add more as I progress with this role play blog! Happy writing!!

[vooxxypopuli69]

Ooc :: I need to start writing again on here man, but I get slightly demotivated knowing there's others better out there which I know is not great to think.. But I can't help it 😮‍💨

Anyone else have these feelings sometimes?? It really comes and goes.

[stegosauricide]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS WHEN IT WAS RELEVANT 🥲 but the offer card guys… them 😭🥹💖

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox all but leaned into Alastor's touch like a touch starved puppy. Alastors voice was hypnotising, tempting.. this.. this was his only chance to make things right again with the Radio Demon, he can hear Valentino's voice in his audio ports saying he will only get fucked over again and again.

But Vox didn't listen to the sirens going off, what really is the worst that could happen  that hasn't already happened?

He didn't need The Vees, what and who he wanted was right in front of him... what was he resisting for? He was going to destroy himself, Hell and Heaven for this man.

"..If I choose you, you.. wont leave me like you did?" The overlord whispered.

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor tilted his head as he pondered while staring down at Vox, a promise alone wouldn't be good enough. What did he have to lose? He wanted to keep Vox forever so this would be an easy deal to make.

"If you promise to be mine, I will never leave you. I will be yours forever, we will share our powers, our hearts and our bodies. You will always have me as long as you are loyal to me. A deal? Lets seal it with a kiss..." The radio demon trailed off in a soft tone, waiting for Vox to accept his proposal of being bonded together.

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox leaned forward, the kiss desperate and full of teeth as the overlord clung to him, bodies pressed close as he moaned that sounded detached.

He wanted this, everything and more- after all, he was going to destroy Heaven and Hell for this stupid deer because he wouldn't have his way.

What changed for Alastor to want him again? 

[vooxxypopuli69]

[ This is a open starter, enjoy! Welcome to all to respond. ]

The nightlife of Hell never grew stagnant, it was always flowing, moving like a flowing river and there was always, always something going on.

Vincent has never felt the same after Alastor's brutal rejection. It hurt, it hurt so fucking much on another personal level.. Vincent couldn't even begin to process with his motherboad as his gills tried to expand and decompress the heat against his smart shirt.

Hot, electric blue static popped from his antenna as he curled his hand around his whiskey glass that dripped with condensation. The young overlord has forgotten how many drinks he has had now in this dingy bar just off Alastors territory, his vision blurred as he sat hunched and alone without company at the end.

Vincent had even stopped the income of souls, which hindered his overlord status - he knew, he fucking knew this was a weakness he had to override to progress if he wanted to become bigger, better- but his emotions, his weakness that Vincent despised and pitied most of all about himself.

Why couldn't he be all robot, instead of part man? At least then, he wouldn't have caught a fee– no. Vincent grimaces, he hated this.

Why couldnt he think of something else? All he could fucking think about Alastor.

Alastor.. Alastor… ALASTOR.

Vincent growled under his breath as he dragged a hand over his boxy screen that always caused his neck and shoulders to ache, his large claws scratching small idents into the screen because he was drunk and not careful at all.

The classical music blurs into the background.

Vincent tilts his head back and swallows the whiskey. It burns down his throat and it brings him so much comfort. Once finished, he slammed it down as he announced to the bartender one more round.

If only he had shut his mouth, if only he had said nothing about the stupid business proposal. Why did he fuck it up like he always FUCKING did?

[i-only-fuck-10s]

*steps are heard behind him, a vaguely red and lilac figure leaning by his side, ordering a drink in a smooth tone*

tequila, please. *the newcomer, wearing a red coat adorned by fluff matching the heart-shaped collar around his neck, tilted his head with a seductive ring to his voice* this seat taken?

*not waiting for a response, he pulls out the chair in front of the TV sinner, and sat down in front of him* who's someone as handsome as you doing alone in this loser bar~?

(Val had been frustrated that night, struggling to accommodate to his new body even after one week in Hell - extra limbs, too tall, fucking purple - and he was desperate enough to fuck the next loser to cross his path. even if he was a little ugly, Val realized when taking a closer look with his fuzzy eyesight, inwardly scowling. Whatever. He just needed a one-night fling, nothing special)

[vooxxypopuli69]

"Oh-- uh- no, the seat is free..." Vincent murmured as he turned his boxy head towards the tall sinner who looked incredibly pleasing to the eye. The young overlord swallowed hard as he clutched onto his glass, slowly blinking- what was it with demons these days having irresistible voices? First Alastor, now this guy-- No, he shouldn't get ahead of himself.

"I.. uh, heh, thank you?" Vincent said with a tinge of nervousness and confusion clear in his voice, while with a bit of a slur before lowering his gaze back to his drink.

While alive, Vincent never explored the thoughts of men.. he didnt have the time, the desire, the place. As well as the views at the time, it was all around a big fucking no.

But in Hell.. while in Hell, there could be room, and there had been a few drunken fooling around like touching, kissing with Alastor-- Alastor -- but other than that.. he didn't have much else experience when it came to men.

But being drunk and fooling around didnt count! Ugh. Vincent swallowed the remaining of his drink and asked for another- hes lost count how many he has had this evening.

[i-only-fuck-10s]

*Val smiled, flirty attitude as he laid his face in one hand, leaning into Vincent's space*

may i have your name? *he said with a low purr, extending his hand to play with one of the antennae. he watched in fascination as it gave him a low-level zap, and started rubbing it between his fingers; it looked like an erogenous zone. (you'd be surprised at the amount of details in sinners that looked like accessories but were part of them. Val's own antennae, for example. it was such a weird thing, but aye, if it helped him get laid...)

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vincent gasped, stared wide eye at the gorgeous sinner as he felt heat rush through his body. This was flirting, definitely flirting. The young overlord flushed a light shade of blue, but he deemed it was probably the alcahol rather than the inappropriate touching.

Remarkably, Vincent didnt find himself pulling away. He felt lonely more than he has ever felt before, desperate for demon touch.. but to scared and anxious to make the first move, he was prideful like that. The alcahol helped.

"I.. uhm, you dont know my name? I-im.. pretty big around these parts." Vincent hates how he stuttered, the slur from how much alcahol he has drank. He slowly blinks as this stunning creature took a minute out of his night to talk to a goddamn loser like him getting shitfaced over the worst rejection in his afterlife, looked at him like he was the most fascinating thing at the bar.

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox clung onto Alastor, his claws softly digging into his shoulders as he understood the implications. His breath stilled. Alastor was giving him this impossible decision.. Fuck. Fuck.

His heart chose Alastor, mind, body and soul-throw everything away, but the logic side in him wanted to stick with what he has and work from the ground up, but there.. hed be alone.

Here, right now - atleaat hed have Alastor by his side. Vox curled on his side to face Alastor, trepidation clear on his screen.

"....I..I.. want to choose you, Alastor..."

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor looks over his shoulder and down at the media overlord, he looked so pathetic and fearful of being alone. Vox needed him, he had no one else and the radio demon was relishing in that. His gaze softened and he reached out to caress the edge of the screen.

"Then choose me." The stag said in a soft soothing tone. "Do you think I can't take care of you and be there for you? They don't care about you, they have hurt you and they don't care if you hurt yourself..." Alastor's hand trailed down Vox's form. He was no stranger to self harm, though his reasons were vastly different than Vox's.

He takes Vox's hand and lifts it to his lips to kiss at the knuckles before turning more to face Vox. "You helped them rise to the top with you and how did they treat you when you fell? They snatched away everything you built when they could've helped you up. But I'm here, I'll pick you back up and take back what's rightfully yours."

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox all but leaned into Alastor's touch like a touch starved puppy. Alastors voice was hypnotising, tempting.. this.. this was his only chance to make things right again with the Radio Demon, he can hear Valentino's voice in his audio ports saying he will only get fucked over again and again.

But Vox didn't listen to the sirens going off, what really is the worst that could happen  that hasn't already happened?

He didn't need The Vees, what and who he wanted was right in front of him... what was he resisting for? He was going to destroy himself, Hell and Heaven for this man.

"..If I choose you, you.. wont leave me like you did?" The overlord whispered.

[themasterofmemeing]

"I don't know that this thing can be killed."

"If it bleeds, we can kill it."

"You bled my (relationship). So now you bleed."

"You think that I am not a hunter like you. That I am not a threat. That is what makes me dangerous."

" You can't see that I'm killing you. And it won't either."

"This is as far as you go. No more. This is it."

"It knows how to hunt. But I know how to survive."

"You are good at so many things. Why do you want to hunt?"

"Because you all think I can't."

"I've been practicing. It's time."

"You wanna hunt something that's hunting you?"

"You were sleeping."

"I was waiting for it to circle back."

"Now you're gonna have to cross the river to get it."

"Next time, you're cooking."

"You need a leash for your weapon?"

"No. It doesn't want bait. It doesn't hunt that way."

"Whatever did this, I can kill it."

"You could get shot sneaking up like that."

"We won't be gone long enough to need a cook."

"I saw that left those tracks."

"There was a bear, but there was something else, and it was huge. I couldn't see it until it was covered in blood."

"Your monster from a children's story?"

"It fought and killed a bear with its hands, easily."

"How come it didn't kill you?"

"No. It didn't kill everyone."

"If you were smart, you'd help us."

"It won't matter how sharp it is if you're too afraid to use it."

"You've never faced a lion. Its mouth full of teeth like arrows, ready to tear your flesh and crush your bones."

"We're in its hunting grounds."

"I'm not frightened by a bear."

"I've never seen anything like it."

"It skinned and gutted a snake."

"Not every smart creature is easy to train."

"You can see what I miss. You always have."

[vooxxypopuli69]

// Hello all, apologies for the not responding! Unfortunately my phone got stolen so has to get a burner phone sadly :(

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox's gaze drew to Alastors like a magnet, breath still.

The overlord couldn't help but scoff at the mention of him being jealous of the King.

"Me, jealous of that loser who cant even hurt a dly? Please, it was a mare observation if anything." Vox huffed.

Despite the shit Valentino and Velvette have both put him through these last weeks, to cutting himself, losing their trust -- he couldn't imagine Hell without them.

Despite it all.. They were his family. Oh, how devastatingingly sentimental he has become.

"..No, I want you to stay out of this. Its for me to handle." The overlord warned. "Though, ill admit between me and you.. Im so tired of fighting. It makes me wonder if im better if I stayed gone."

Vox frowned, biting his lip.

"It would be betfer that way for everyone."

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor looked disappointed in the answer he got. Though it was silly to think it would be that easy. He was silent for a few moments, contemplating. "You're not strong enough Vox and I don't want you to kill yourself trying." The stag said bluntly with a bit of irritation.

It was clear Vox will always want him but it seemed he wasn't ready to let go of the family that had now fallen apart. He didn't like sharing and as long as Valentino was around there was a chance Vox would go back to him. Alastor pulled away completely from the other overlord, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and stretching.

"If you want me to stay out of it then I'll respect your decision, even if it is a stupid one. Atleast you'll have this one night to to think back on." Alastor said, hinting that this wouldn't happen again if Vox didn't choose him.

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox clung onto Alastor, his claws softly digging into his shoulders as he understood the implications. His breath stilled. Alastor was giving him this impossible decision.. Fuck. Fuck.

His heart chose Alastor, mind, body and soul-throw everything away, but the logic side in him wanted to stick with what he has and work from the ground up, but there.. hed be alone.

Here, right now - atleaat hed have Alastor by his side. Vox curled on his side to face Alastor, trepidation clear on his screen.

"....I..I.. want to choose you, Alastor..."

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox's heart fluttered as he bites his lip, of course he fucking wanted that. Hes wanted that for more than 70 years.

"I.. I do, Al, but.. its so much more complicated now. If I leave, I will lose literally everything that I have built. And to what? Go back to your.. no offense, shitty hotel? I'm not looking for a redemption arc." Vox scoffed, rolling his eyes as he turned his gaze away.

"I've heard and seen the rumours of you getting buddy - buddy with the king himself."

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor chuckled softly, taking no offense to the hotel being called shitty because that was what he thought as well. "No, that's not what I had in mind at all." He said and props his elbow up on Vox's chest and stares down at him curiously.

"Is that jealousy I sense?" He asked in amusement and decided to share what's been going on. "Since you've made him strikingly aware of how helpless he is to defend his daughter against threats from sinners he has been trying to get in my good graces. Nothing as interesting as this..."

Alastor reaches out to tilt Vox's head back towards him to meet their gaze. "I can defeat Valentino and Velvette very easily if they don't have your aid. I can reclaim it all for you, and hell will back you again because I'll be with you. You won't lose anything and you'll gain everything."

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox's gaze drew to Alastors like a magnet, breath still.

The overlord couldn't help but scoff at the mention of him being jealous of the King.

"Me, jealous of that loser who cant even hurt a dly? Please, it was a mare observation if anything." Vox huffed.

Despite the shit Valentino and Velvette have both put him through these last weeks, to cutting himself, losing their trust -- he couldn't imagine Hell without them.

Despite it all.. They were his family. Oh, how devastatingingly sentimental he has become.

"..No, I want you to stay out of this. Its for me to handle." The overlord warned. "Though, ill admit between me and you.. Im so tired of fighting. It makes me wonder if im better if I stayed gone."

Vox frowned, biting his lip.

"It would be betfer that way for everyone."

[vooxxypopuli69]

"Ohh.. everything and more, Alastor.." Vox purred as Alastor arched into his body. They fit so perfectly together, like they were meant to be. The overlord curls his claws around Alastors hip like he owned him, possessed him.

He turned his gaze back to the man, silent, thoughts running a thousand miles per hour that even he couldn't keep up with as he brought their lips together, teeth clashing.

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor shifted on the other as he leaned in to give Vox the kiss that he wanted. A slow and deep kiss that lingered, letting Vox focus on the kiss for a little longer before pulling back. "A shame you have to go back to them... I want to keep you..." The stag said softly as he caressed the edge of Vox's screen.

"Do you even want to go back?" He asks curiously with a tilt of his head. "You could be mine, Vox... And I'll be yours. Together as lovers. It's what you've wanted all along isn't it?"

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox's heart fluttered as he bites his lip, of course he fucking wanted that. Hes wanted that for more than 70 years.

"I.. I do, Al, but.. its so much more complicated now. If I leave, I will lose literally everything that I have built. And to what? Go back to your.. no offense, shitty hotel? I'm not looking for a redemption arc." Vox scoffed, rolling his eyes as he turned his gaze away.

"I've heard and seen the rumours of you getting buddy - buddy with the king himself."

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox moans softly as Alastor caresses him, enjoying as the Radio Demon nuzzled into him. He felt safe, content, wanted.. Wanted.

Oh, to have that feeling again.. and Alastor was giving him exactly that.

The thought of going back to the Vees pulled at his cold, dead heart. They hated his fucking guts, everybody did - everybody but Alastor.

Vox still couldn't get his head around it, but for now, he will enjoy his time with Alastor with every fibre of his whole being. Live in the fucking moment. Hes forgotten how to do that.

With a slow hand, he glides his claws up and down Alastors back as they bask in their afterglow.

[bewitchedmuses]

Coming down from his orgasmic high and the hungry lust he felt, now his mind was clearing back up. Thinking over what he had done with Vox and what would be his next move. Though he had never been one to seek out sexual encounters Alastor couldn't deny how much he enjoyed it, even surprising himself with wanting more. How claws glides over his body, back arching slightly and his tail wiggling, he definitely liked their closeness. The radio demon was going to take advantage of this in a way that he could get more.

"Mhm... Was it as good as you imagined?" Alastor asks with a satisfied look in his half lidded eyes. "You certainly exceeded my every expectation." The stag says and traces his claws lightly over the marks he's left on Vox.

[vooxxypopuli69]

"Ohh.. everything and more, Alastor.." Vox purred as Alastor arched into his body. They fit so perfectly together, like they were meant to be. The overlord curls his claws around Alastors hip like he owned him, possessed him.

He turned his gaze back to the man, silent, thoughts running a thousand miles per hour that even he couldn't keep up with as he brought their lips together, teeth clashing.

[vooxxypopuli69]

[ This is a open starter, enjoy! Welcome to all to respond. ]

The nightlife of Hell never grew stagnant, it was always flowing, moving like a flowing river and there was always, always something going on.

Vincent has never felt the same after Alastor's brutal rejection. It hurt, it hurt so fucking much on another personal level.. Vincent couldn't even begin to process with his motherboad as his gills tried to expand and decompress the heat against his smart shirt.

Hot, electric blue static popped from his antenna as he curled his hand around his whiskey glass that dripped with condensation. The young overlord has forgotten how many drinks he has had now in this dingy bar just off Alastors territory, his vision blurred as he sat hunched and alone without company at the end.

Vincent had even stopped the income of souls, which hindered his overlord status - he knew, he fucking knew this was a weakness he had to override to progress if he wanted to become bigger, better- but his emotions, his weakness that Vincent despised and pitied most of all about himself.

Why couldn't he be all robot, instead of part man? At least then, he wouldn't have caught a fee– no. Vincent grimaces, he hated this.

Why couldnt he think of something else? All he could fucking think about Alastor.

Alastor.. Alastor… ALASTOR.

Vincent growled under his breath as he dragged a hand over his boxy screen that always caused his neck and shoulders to ache, his large claws scratching small idents into the screen because he was drunk and not careful at all.

The classical music blurs into the background.

Vincent tilts his head back and swallows the whiskey. It burns down his throat and it brings him so much comfort. Once finished, he slammed it down as he announced to the bartender one more round.

If only he had shut his mouth, if only he had said nothing about the stupid business proposal. Why did he fuck it up like he always FUCKING did?

[inside-of-every-demon]

“You’re looking a little green in the gills there,” a voice spoke up over his shoulders. That far down the bottle his steps up to the overlord had gone unnoticed.

A slim curvy silhouette stretched up to meet a fluffy white collar. Soft ribbons of pink smoke trailing behind him.

Valentino recognized the other overlord, shot up to his status pretty fast next to the radio demon. His vision may be shit, but he knew the look of a broken heart. Plus the seat next to him was empty.

The moth slid himself into the barstool to Vincent’s right. Ordering two more of what was in his glass. Last thing he would do was deny a man’s indulgence. “I’ll get the next one.”

[vooxxypopuli69]

VIncent turned his screen slowly to the sinner that took a seat next to him. He was a gorgeous creature, or.. was it a she? He couldn't tell as he sits up a little. No man should have curves like that, but when he spoke it was clear this demon was indeed a man.

"I.. uh, you sure..? I can afford it.." The young overlord slurred, a soft dusting of a light blue hue decorating his screen as the sinner joined him.

[vooxxypopuli69]

"Aah fuck-- Alastor--" Vox shouts as Alastors teeth sink into bis neck, back arched and tense. His hips pressed flushed against Alastors ass and he spilled his seed deep inside that delicious heat. The lights above them flickered and his screen glitched before he collapses with their bodies pressed chest to chest.  His limbs shake with effort as he struggles to control the overheating in his system. 

"f-fuck, Al…”

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor moaned at both the taste of blood flooding his mouth and the hot seed shooting into him. It was enough to push him to his limit and cum as well, his own seed spilling over his stomach with a muffled groan. Vox collapsed on top of him and there's a hiss at the heavy weight trapping him. Tendrils slither out from under Alastor and aid him in pushing Vox off and to lay beside him.

He shudders feeling Vox exit his hole, feeling empty with the other's cum dripping down his inner thighs. The stag moves and stays close to Vox, pressing himself up against him as he leans in to lick and suck at the fresh bitemark he'd left not wanting any blood to go to waste. The stag moans as he licks at Vox until the bleeding stops. He rests his head on the other's chest as he caresses Vox, sighing in content at the heat radiating off of his partner.

[vooxxypopuli69]

Vox moans softly as Alastor caresses him, enjoying as the Radio Demon nuzzled into him. He felt safe, content, wanted.. Wanted.

Oh, to have that feeling again.. and Alastor was giving him exactly that.

The thought of going back to the Vees pulled at his cold, dead heart. They hated his fucking guts, everybody did - everybody but Alastor.

Vox still couldn't get his head around it, but for now, he will enjoy his time with Alastor with every fibre of his whole being. Live in the fucking moment. Hes forgotten how to do that.

With a slow hand, he glides his claws up and down Alastors back as they bask in their afterglow.

[maersiel]

merry crisis

[bambitek]

vox if he didn't fumble his body before valentines

[vooxxypopuli69]

"F-fuck, Al, I-im close, I'm so close," Vox panted and his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. The overlord bent Alastor in half causing his cock to slide in deeper, Alastors tightness suffocating as his screen started to glitch and the fans inside his head picked up in speed.

Vox panted, drool dripping down his screen in rivers. Vox still couldn't believe he was doing this to Alastor, after all this time - he almost felt sentimental.

The overlord growls as his claws dig into the meaty part of Alastors thighs, blood swelling at the tips as he pounded harder, the bed shaking with his efforts as Alastors voice spurred him on.

[bewitchedmuses]

Alastor tall thin body was quite flexible and gave no protest to the position he was put into. What did get to react in protest was the claws digging into him. He grabbed Vox by the throat and yanked him close to bite down on his shoulder. A harsh bite combined with a mix of growls and moans his attack only encouraged the other to continue. Not that he wanted Vox to stop, everything being done was rapidly bringing him closer to his second orgasm.

[vooxxypopuli69]

"Aah fuck-- Alastor--" Vox shouts as Alastors teeth sink into bis neck, back arched and tense. His hips pressed flushed against Alastors ass and he spilled his seed deep inside that delicious heat. The lights above them flickered and his screen glitched before he collapses with their bodies pressed chest to chest.  His limbs shake with effort as he struggles to control the overheating in his system. 

"f-fuck, Al…”