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Vincent could use a sandwich and a cup of coffee and Val could use someone paying his bill.
Where fish become sharks and greasy diner food changes lives.
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“You’re late,” is the first thing that comes out of Vox’s mouth.
That sharp smile somehow grows wider.
“I believe the term is ‘fashionably late’ baby,” a smooth voice with a light Spanish accent replies.
Which… okay if Vox is being honest, is kind of hot.
Screen heating up a little more, Vox shoots a bored look.
“Or just late,” he snips back. “Oh well,” he claps his hands. “Doesn’t matter, you ready to get down to business?”
“Oh baby,” a bright gleam in endless red eyes, “I’m always ready to get down.”
Vox is already regretting this decision.
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Moments in time throughout Vox and Val's relationship. Vox may have no idea what the moth demon will bring to his life, but neither does Val.- Language:
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Bookmarked by LokiislokiinAntman
18 Jun 2026
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Last chapter
Quicker than Vox may have ever seen Val move before, the assassin was quickly disarmed and proceeded to be ripped apart in the most brutal way the media demon has ever seen. Screams echoed through the room as the guy's limbs were torn out, blood splattering everywhere as his body was pulled apart by brutal hands. Eventually, Val put him out of his misery by ripping his throat out with his sharp teeth, blood soaking his face and already ruined outfit. -
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And how funny is that?
The great Valentino, the man who took hell by storm, a part of the most influential and dangerous trio in hell, and (unofficial) partner to one of the most powerful overlords, afraid.
Because their brand, as Vox constantly tells him, is perfection.
Despite the flaws and grits underneath, they always present a shiny finish. Harmonized and unstoppable. It’s only within the private walls of their home when they allow themselves to be anything else.
This image, as Val has been told, is what gives them their power. It’s about the trust and fear they’ve built within Hell's ever changing community. It’s what allows them to be on top. There is no room for anything less than perfect.
What would happen when Val isn’t perfect anymore?
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Valentino has always had shitty eyesight, but what would happen when he finally went completely blind?
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“Damnit!” Valentino whines around the cigarette in his mouth. His lighter must've fallen out of his pocket. “Ugghhh—”
One of these fucks in here has to have one. Maybe he'll make daddy a little money too. Valentino leans around the entrance to survey his crowd.
It's late in a quiet old part of town. He'll be surprised if any of their dicks still work.
Valentino squeaks again before his eyes lock onto someone sitting at the bar. He watches an arc of electricity travel up the antennas on his boxy TV head.
Bookmarked by LokiislokiinAntman
24 Jun 2026
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What the fuck—” Benedetto barely gets out before he's yanked off of him and thrown into the brick wall hard enough to quake the ground. Valentino's eyes widened watching volts of electricity ignite his entire body, his screams echoing through the alley. The smell of his body cooking from the inside out rising into the air.
He pants softly, glancing over at Vox's bright screen illuminating the dark space. The TV demon doesn't acknowledge him yet while he casually walks over to Benedetto, wrapping more of his wires around his frame. Upping the voltage with what looks like a little smirk on his face.
Valentino flinches when the electricity stops and his clawed fist collides with his face. Over and over. Blood splattering, bones and shell cracking, claws raking and tearing. Brutal. Methodical. Unforgiving.
It paralyzes him and he—sees it now.
Vox is a killer.
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THE CHOICE / THE PRICE OF THE PRODUCT by karenkasutcliff
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
05 Mar 2026
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"A whore will always be a whore; he will never be worth more than an Overlord."
When a kidnapping goes sideways and leaves Vox and Angel Dust chained together in a rotting warehouse, the hierarchy of the Vees is put to the ultimate test. Angel waits for a heroic rescue; Vox waits for a recovered investment. But when Valentino finally arrives, his words cut deeper than any bullet.
In the power games of Pentagram City, Angel learns the hard way that he isn't anyone’s co-star—he's just disposable merchandise. What happens when the puppet finally decides to snap his own strings?
Bookmarked by LokiislokiinAntman
24 Jun 2026
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Valentino approaches the screen. His eyes glow a predatory red.
—What makes you think I’m going to pay anything for him? —he says with a sneer
Valentino smiles. It isn't kind. It’s the smile he wears before he ends a career.
—You’ve had it since you breathed my name. How much?
The demons aim at Val.
—Hey, pretty boy! This isn't a game!
Valentino blows the demon’s head off instantly
Valentino lets out a dry, rasping laugh. Are these idiots suggesting he doesn't make his own money? That he depends on someone? He—Valentino, the Lord of Lust, the Big V—depends on Vox?
—Oh, *Cariño*…
Valentino grabs the talkative demon by the throat. Panic erupts. *Money Shot*, and Val’s favorite gold-plated gun, appears. He fires directly between the demon’s eyes.