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Quick doodle. Happy Pride Month!
Alvox week Day 6: Marriage :3 had a blast hanging out on the server magma for this one, turned out pretty cute
Somebody hear me out: radiostatic as twilight.
Okay okay hear me out so the second Bella gets to town she's obsessed with this misanthropic weirdo from another generation. Edward didn't want to feel anything for this human that he sees as beneath him but he gets enamored with her as time goes on because shes ready to combat him, to demand space as an equal. Edward is a 100 year old virgin
a couple of radiostatic sketches
Just another day with Al.
Velvette because I realized I'm shit at drawing her
S3.
Somehow Alastor keeps getting drugged on mood stabilizers. No one knows how. (You can't pill him, like a cat he'll bite you and spit it out. WHERE IS IT COMING FROM???)
Charlie is so concerned because randomly he'll show up zooted out of his mind, but she's ALREADY taken all of his drugs! (Which he finds rude as hell, if anyone cared to ask).
They schedule an intervention to try to get to the bottom of Alastor's drug problem, but they can't figure it out.
And then Velvette shows up at the hotel with a heavily sedated Vox.
Somehow drugged in a Very Similar Way to Alastor.
Charlie yells at a (confused as to why tf he's there) Vox, but Velvette is like "Oh, he doesn't control the dosage we just load up his body before we let him reattach his head."
Charlie: Then...how is he drugging Alastor?
Vox: I'M NOT???
Alastor, delighted at this turn of events: Oh, that's a new one!
Is Alastor eating his body when Vox isn't in it, in secret OR is he meeting up to bite his heavily sedated Picture Box because Vox is into it?
Both answers are probably right, to be honest.
Vox may be fighting for more body-time because it is Extremely Unfair to have to watch his body be chewed on by Alastor when he can't even be in it to enjoy it! Cruel and unusual punishment for a television. (Alastor may or may not prefer it when the body he's chewing on reacts the way Vox does when he's attached to it. Not that he'll tell Vox that.)
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In case you were curious, the idea that started this was "Okay, we got Vox on mood stabilizers because you just load up his body before you attach his head. But HOW do you medicate Alastor??? Oh. I know. The same exact way. It's like giving the vaccines you want the foxes to get by injecting them in like hot dogs for them to eat. Vox is the hot dog in this scenario."
Missed doodling them <3
A little comfort
Happy pride month!! :D
All the versions of the same characters Proto - Concept - Pilot - Canon
based on Viv's old tweet about ship dynamics
COME ON, DO IT RIGHT FLOWERS AND A SUIT AND TIE LET’S GO PUT THE U & I IN SUICIDE
This is a paro of the poster for The Seven Year Itch, a film which has nothing to do with VoxAl except for the fact these two sure did have a seven year itch for being violent to each other
I've been reading this fic called murdermedia roommates on ao3. It's about Vincent and Alastair living together as roommates and both being serial killers and keeping it secret from the other. Of course finally they realise they are both serial killers and evolve from murder roomies to murder husbands. Lovely.
But consider a crack version of this idea. They never discover the other is a serial killer. They live their lives in sweet sweet oblivion. Every time the police come to interrogate them because someone in their circle of friends/coworkers/neighbours died they are always appealed the cops thinks their clearly innocent roomie has done anything.
Alastor: how dare those pigs think Vincent would hurt a fly! That himbo can barely remember lines for news broadcast.
Meanwhile Vincent is brutally smashing someone's skull in the alley with a brick .
Vincent: you think Alastor did that? Are you crazy. Alastor is the sweetest person I've ever met. Are you suspecting him because he's half-black. Fucking racist.
The cop who had this conversation 7 times already: no Mr Wittmann.
Meanwhile Alastor is cutting his latest victim on the table and preparing the meat for consumption.
Somehow they die without anyone discovering their crimes (or rather never having proof). They end up in Hell (of course!) and somehow they still don't discover shit for the next few decades.
📺♥️🦌
Magma doodle for alvox week