#radioaf

[voxiiferousarchived]

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

@radioaf | Sinday Alphabet

In all honesty, Vox would probably be lying if he said anything other than hands!

Sure, they’re a bit basic and kind of a joke, but it is that way for a reason! They’re versatile, for in bed reasons, obviously, but people express themselves with their hands. Vox talks with them in a way that makes him a spectacle. They’re one of the first things of a person Vox ever touches, and they draw his eyes if he’s just looking at a person.

[devilvette]

@radioaf liked for a one-liner

"Okay but why would you choose to make your hair look like that???" She's offended.

[voxtek-time]

@radioaf gets some festive chaos from the television man.

"Alright, I didn't read the recipe but I'm pretty sure we've got everything we need."

What ingrediants they have for baking might not be immediately obvious, because Vox has arranged them in a haphazard pile. He still looks proud of himself though, with his unjustified smug smile.

"Just don't ask about the eggs. I got four, I don't know what laid them. It'll be fine."

[voxxisms]

@radioaf whispered a line !! m!a: rp sentient ( accepting! ) "You seem more frantic than normal, mon chéri, would you like to talk about it?" (Hi Vox, sorry for everything Al has done he is pain even to me, and this magic anon thing i hope it ends soon for you)

more frantic? of course he was. he couldn't seem to think straight. everything happening around him happened simultaneously. it took over - stimulation to a whole new level he had never experienced. voices in his mind, presences he never knew existed and now could barely look away from. and they were everywhere. all the time. it was quieter, now, a down time, perhaps, but it only left him wondering how much peace he would have before it started back up again.

alastor would always be a welcome sight, especially this one. they were having dates and silly moments all the time, and he knew, oh, he knew where their most prominent one was going, he knew where it would end. it was a major spoiler, but one welcome one.

he loved him, after all.

❛ i don't know how to start. ❜ he admits it softly, reaching for him, even as his gaze travels north.

he finds a myriad a energy and moving parts. there's chaos in the space above alastor, where his puppeteer sits. where heat and chill meet, the movement of all things. the changing energy between spring and summer, bringing torrents of rain and whipping wind. and in the center of it all, a calm eye of the storm. sheltered and steady, offering a steady set of words that work to calm vox.

the apology is sincere, he thinks.

❛ thank you, chaos, ❜ he mumbles. how ironic.

❛ have you ever wondered if there were larger beings than us? you know. like ... gods, but ... more? i don't know. even grander? ❜

[xluciifer]

surprise starter call! | @radioaf.

⸺ ❝ Regardless of what you thought ya saw, I didn't in the slightest waggle my finger to your gaunt, lack of taste tunes. So don't get the wrong idea, pal. ❞

[spidersins]

He waits for Angel to walk by his room door before he flings it open and pulls the spider inside, closing the door behind him before  tugging the spider demon over to his sofa where his new little munchkin cat was currently bopping at mouse toys. "Angel, my darling, meet Mina. She is a real sweetheart, a little skittish at first so try not to spook her."

not so surprisingly it isn't the first time he's been suddenly yanked from his thoughts by a particularly tight grip pulling at him, and it wasn't the first time in the hotel, and yet instinct roared to life, muscles taut and coiled, ready to lash out as he withdraw his third set of arms. for a breathless heartbeat he was geared for a fight, his wild gaze settled on the familiar smile of alastor.

the fight drained from angel’s body instantly, tension dissolving into a soft, bemused laugh as alastor tugged him toward the sofa, lips curling into an amused smirk

❛ smiles you gotta stop snatchin' me up like i'm some kinda ragdoll. ❜ he teased, though his voice held no real bite as cerise hues flickered down to the source of the other demon's excitement.

and there, nestled on the sofa like a small deity in a temple of plush, sat the kitten—mina.

❛ oh sweetheart look at you. ❜ angel’s voice softened as he cooed, long legs bending in order to get a closer look at the feline, a gloved hand reaching forwards for the feline to inspect, hovering with enough distance for the newest hotel resident to feel comfortable. ❛ al, you didn't tell me you were bringin' home a heartbreaker. ❜

[hostradio]

@radioaf &&. replied... al vc: "welcome to club would you like a jacket?"

club?  why  did  no  one  tell  HIM  about  this?  he  always  loves  getting  free  things!

[venisontransmission]

½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

With my poor Alastor, everyone is taller than him while he stands at a very human 5'9". So, he's surprised when there is someone shorter than him, but he actually gives barely any thought to size unless someone points it out. Alastor can still look down on you even if you are taller than him. It's all about how much respect he gives you. You know he respects you when you receive even, direct eye contact.

He'll threaten to eat your ankles if you make fun of him.