#voxxisms

The Road-trip of Hell, starring the one and only @sirserpentine ! This thread makes us LAUGGHHHHH.

There's the Alastor RV and Angel eating Hellhound Grahams.

Leans in close to Vox's screen, eyes wide, no response.

Whoa! Okay, that one caught her pretty off-guard! Sheesh, wow. Okay! She's fumbling with the card as it lands in her palms, pulling it closer for further examination. Was this a prank? ... Noooope. This was pretty genuine.

"Whaaaaa- hold on! What do you meaaann??" COMEBACK

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other. from @voxxisms

Angel had been running late for work, mostly because of Charlie's latest exercise - understanding what red and green flags were. Really, if he wanted to know what a red flag looked like, he could just look in his own fucking mirror. Did green flags even exist in Hell?! Whatever, point was, Valentino was going to make him work over-time if he didn't get his scrawny ass to the studio pronto, and it was still a walk away.

He had his face buried in his phone, texting Valentino that he would be there as soon as he could, trying to think up any excuse because he knew the hotel would not be one that would make his boss happy. So distracted that he hadn't even noticed as he had more or less walked into someone, stumbling a bit being all leg. "Hey, watch where th' fuck yeh' - "

His eyes widened as he had been caught around the waist, not because of the action, but because of who it was. Phone surprisingly clambering to the floor, a ping of silence for a moment before. "What in th' eva' lovin' fuck are yeh' doin' here." Here. Here in the hotel. Hotel. Home. Not V Tower. Hotel. Here in hotel. Vox was in the hotel.

@voxxisms ⧐ CATCHING: for receiver to catch sender staring at them. DEVOTED, YEARNING, & OBSESSIVE ASKS.

"You know, it's entirely obvious when you are doing that."

A glance up from his own work is given as he turns his attention over to the television across the room. Perhaps he has developed a habit of holing up in that ramshackle apartment whenever he needs a bit of a break from the buzz of the hotel - but that does not mean that he himself is devoid of having work that needs to be done. At the moment, he scribbles a few notes for the morning broadcasts - and coupled with determining what remaining inventory needs to be fulfilled, he has been a bit invested in the work with some peaceful co-existence from the other overlord nearby.

But silence does not keep Alastor from noticing the bright blue of Vox's screen when it is pointed precisely in his direction.

"Do I have something in my hair, or what? You are awfully concentrated."

And perhaps it makes him a bit paranoid, reaching up to lightly rub at one of his own ears. Do they look funny...? Why else would those eyes be fixed so intently on him?

𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇 . @voxxisms asked : [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 in  his  dreams.  the  only  question  is  where  it’s  coming  from.

today,  it’s  the  other  side.  he’s  caught  in  a  hole  with  four  other  boys,  another  two  whom  lied  about  their  ages.  one  is  23,  two  are  18.  one  is  a  strapping  14.

oskar  is  16,  and  he  has  more  balls  than  the  five  of  them  combined.  14  sobs  with  his  back  to  the  wall  and  one  of  the  18’s  screams  at  him  to  shut  up,  shut  up  and  it’ll  be  fine.  23  is  dazed,  holding  his  gun  limply,  and  when  oskar  runs  out  of  bullets,  he  wrenches  that  from  him  and  starts  again.  his  aim  is  stellar.  his  aim  has  always  been  stellar.

the  dream  changes.  both  of  the  18’s  are  dead  at  14’s  feet,  and  he  and  23  cling  to  each  other  like  life  rafts  in  a  storm.  oskar  doesn’t  want  to  leave  them,  but  soon  there’ll  be  more  in  the  trench  with  them.  they  have  to  move.  they  have  to  move  now,  and  they  won’t  -  oskar  chooses  for  them,  pulls  14  into  a  fireman’s  carry.  he  kicks  at  him  and  screams  as  oskar  flees  to  a  place  23  can’t  follow,  and  there’s  shouting  and  more  gunshots  and  23  is  dead  and  -