Just noticed something interesting upon rewatch.
Most of Vox's scorn tends to be directed towards whoever is taking attention he feels entitled to, especially if that attention comes from someone he's possessive over.
We already know about his disdain for Angel, because Valentino won't leave him alone.
And it could be one of the reasons he blew up in "Stayed Gone" because Alastor effectively split his audience. Though I cannot be convinced that he wasn't the slightest bit mollified by Alastor talking back to him, because he missed him.
But what really caught my attention was how he talked about Charlie and Alastor after their little dis-track conflict. He insults both: "Lucifer's Brat" and "That Smiling Freak", but noticeably he punches the table at Charlie and rolls his eyes at Alastor.
Almost like he was already displacing his ire at the object of Alastor's attention and not Alastor himself without consciously realizing it.
I foresee a season 2 tantrum when Alastor makes any effort to protect Charlie from Vox's inevitable assault on the hotel.
On top of the hilarity there, it means that despite Alastor trying to pull back from his attachment to the crew, Vox can see and show him that he's not as disaffected as he believes himself to be. And THAT would infuriate him. >:)
VOX BEING MORE UPSET WITH CHARLIE THAN ALASTOR BECAUSE CHARLIE IS KEEPING ALASTOR'S ATTENTION AWAY FROM HIM. 🤣🤣🤣 GLORIOUS
I love it. No notes. Headcanon accepted.
Anything that involves the twisted relationship between Alastor and Vox seizes my attention. Vox's frail little ego means so much to me. I, too, share his rejection sensitivity. It's okay little TV man, I love your insecurities and toxic tendencies.
Also love the idea of Vox calling out Alastor's growing attachment to the Hazbin crew.
Vox: You like them!
Alastor: nuh-uh.
Vox, holding up a distorted video of Alastor singing and dancing with the Hazbin crew: TF YOU MEAN NUH-UH
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Has anyone else pointed out that the lords in black are positioned around the pentagram because when they dance, they dance in the backwards order of the rainbow.
Wiggly: 💚💛🩷💜💙
Tinky: 💛🩷💜💙💚
Nibbly: 🩷💜💙💚💛
Blinky: 💜💙💚💛🩷
Pokey: 💙💚💛🩷💜
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I like this picrew a lot ✨
@reporpoisedphantasies @queen0fm0nsterz @randybutternubber @hotco0kys @keikoyume @thisheademptyyeet @kordeliiius
Tagging LN people for the vibes. Chain if you want to, if not that's fine 👍
Edit:
Link because I'm fucking dumb.
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horny dream i could handle but romantic dream? im a puddle on the floor he'd say the most cheesiest stuff but he'd make it sound so beautiful he's taking you out for a walks around his palace, to show you the wonders of the dreaming and he'd put all the famous poets to shame with his words
I would be a puddle either way 😂
The gentle breeze from Fiddler’s Green brushed over your cheeks. The soft haze of a perfect sunny afternoon streamed in through the foliage above. Under the shade, you rested comfortably on Dream’s chest while Dream leaned into the tree.
You silently read a new book, a recommendation from Lucienne. A soft smile painted across your lips as you enjoyed this lazy moment. Dream, however, kept his attention solely on you. His arms wrapped around your waist, unwilling to ever let you go. He sighed, and kissed your temple.
“You look lovely, my dear,” he whispered.
You chuckled, still reading the book, “Do I?”
“Yes,” he hummed, starting to kiss down your face and neck. “Lovely as always.”
You sighed, blissfully, “Thanks, that’s very kind of you.”
“Kind? I am merely stating facts, my dear. Anyone can see it.”
A heat rose to your cheeks and bashfully mumbled your thanks.
Dream lifted his head. He gently cupped your cheek, turning your head to look directly at him. “Do you not see what I see?”
“I do - I, uh, I’m just taken back a little. I usually don’t hear compliments so often.”
“My dear,” he purred. “Stars do not compare to the twinkle in your eyes. Your smile could cast out the sun and prevent any dreary rain for eons. Your laughter is the sweetest melody and my most valued treasure. You are the reason my heart beats, and the reason I take another breath. To be in your presence is to live.”
Your eyes widened. Your heart fluttered in your chest like a hummingbird. You let out a shaky breath, “Oh, wow, um, thank you … I … uh … that’s very sweet of you to say.”
Dream smiled softly, and kissed your forehead. “I only know of sweetness because of you.”
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Barty, working on a school project for transfiguration: Evan,
Evan, sitting on the desk: yeah?
Barty, looks at the project then at Evan: where should I write our names?
Evan, turns away, mumbles: I don't know, maybe our wedding invitation...
Barty:
Barty, blushes while avoiding the looks their classmates gave: you don't know how to whisper?
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