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Past radiostatic headcanon:

Alastor wanted to collect some of Vox's DNA for magic insurance purposes (like he did with all potential threats and wanna-be-overlords). Problem was, Vox has no hair and is half microwave, so his options were limited.

So he figured, “I’ll get some saliva off a wine glass or something.” And invited him over for dinner.

Turns out Vox was actually kinda decent company, so the dinners kept happening.

And yes, he did get that saliva eventually. (wink wink)

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Here I am, once again, with a Vox theory

So since Vox has shark traits, do you think he also has an electroreception ability?

I feel like I'd make sense for him to have this, not only because of his electricity powers but also because electroreception would 'make up' for his lack of peripheral vision.

Also, it would be cool if his antennas worked as his ampullae of lorenzini (the electroreceptor organ) and since one of them is broken he currently struggles at electroreception. (And perhaps feels vulnerable and/or disoriented and relies on his screens for navigating)

The quote is from the article named "What is electroreception and how do sharks use it?" By Cristen Conger btw!

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Sorry for being so inactive here and on AO3, it's exam season and I am SUFFERING.

Here's some shitposts I made as an apology!

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We need an Alastor ship that we can call Radiohead

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Rivals

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inspired by this amazing fic

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Guys I'm cleaning out my old computer and sweet lord I was edgy af.

I found South Park fanfics, a vampire AU fic of a pairing you'd have to waterboard out of me and a very very questionable Val/Vel draft. I'll just burn the hard drive out of shame.

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May I offer you some "Alastor's pupils dilating when looking at Vox VS when not looking at Vox" radiostatic in these tiring times?

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Listen. I know Val is Val, but if I was 10ft tall and my 7ft tall twink boyfriend tried to tell me to do anything, I'd pick him up and go, "Uh-oh, someone's cranky! Did we miss our naptime?" And then carry him around like a toddler on my hip.

And then Vox would have a tantrum, and I'd be justified.

Just saying.

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If we DO get a flashback of Vox from when he was alive, I think it'd be hilarious if they did him like Ms. Bellum from Powerpuff Girls.

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This is the story of how I brought a laptop that simply shouldn't exist back into this world and I'd do it all over again, because nothing can stop me from drawing my favorite gay couple.

It all started on a nice day when my beloved 800€ laptop, my child of six years just decided to die on me. Well, its screen did. Maybe it was the AO3 fanfic I posted, or maybe it bumped into something and that was just too much for its fragile little LCD soul and sadly, I needed like 300€ to fix it.

HA!No.

So I go to my local online marketplace and found... a thing. For 10 bucks and a dream.

So ofc I bought it. And guys. Fellas. This thing had 2GB of RAM, meaning it couldn't run more than three pixels at once. But you know what? I adapted. I learned to draw with 3-5 layers. Like a normal person. I learned to save religiously. I learned patience. So. Much. Patience.

After three months of establishing a routine with this creature from 2008, things start to go wrong. Windows 10 begins to lose its will to live. Brightness? Internet? Volume controls? All gone. Getting bluescreened became a lifestyle.

But I refused to let it go.

So what do I do? I start exporting my art via USB, sending it to my phone to post.

Few weeks pass like this. All is okay. (Standards are low at this point)

But then...then I get a CRITICAL ERROR! DIED (thank you Windows, for not being dramatic).

But again: I say when it dies.

So I drag its corpse to an internet cafe to (ethically and legally) reinstall Windows. But the damn thing refuses to boot. A hot nice guy working there offers to help. Very hot, very nice. We meet up for three days. By this point, I’ve accepted the laptop might’ve sacrificed itself to help me find a boyfriend, so I’m not that mad.

But no, no. If my laptop suffers so do I. My friend tells me that this dude already has a girlfriend and regularly cheats on her with girls he meets at his work.

The sheer rage and betrayal I felt made me want to try everything again myself. I dig up another ancient USB, download Rufus and Windows 7 on another internet cafe and perform a digital resurrection.

Six hours and 6€ later later: It's alive. Running on Windows 7 and a deep desire to defy death.

Luckily, my drawing tablet is also from the 2010s, so I slap the driver into the laptop and I'm crying real tears because it works. It works. It can’t go online, for both safety and shame reasons, but it WORKS.

Give me two days to mentally recover and I'll be drawing gay stuff by Monday

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Robots whos fans kick on when they're feeling strong emotions (like being flustered) is the best

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A hysterical idea would be that bc Vox constantly updates his look to be modern is that everyone thinks he's the one who died the most recent. He's the Vee's charity case, the one they brought on who didn't have any power because he was so new in hell.

"Isn't it so nice how they let this newly fallen sinner into their company? I mean, he doesn't do anything or go anywhere, but it really shows how great they are as people."

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Hes a pretty princess

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rereads my own fic

realizes I used the word “mutters” literally 3 times in a row

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Some headcanons I have for the Overlord meeting.

1) At first, Carmilla and Zestial made an effort to create a hospitable environment, offering some snacks and beverages but quickly realised everyone was too paranoid to eat/drink anything so they stopped.

2) The gatherings were always formal but had no specific dress code... until Valentino showed up.

It was the first and only rule ever agreed upon without any argument