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i'm listenin' to everything

Pairing: Vox/Alastor

Rating: G

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Vox being his usual stalker self, Alastor hates technology lol

A/N: Made three (3) offhand posts about a Voxtek Assist being the key to Radiostatic realness and it haunted me until I made a full fic of it. This was a really fun one to write; hope you guys enjoy it as well! Title is from engravings by Ethan Bortnick!

Fic Tag List: @catastrophe-of-strategy

"What is that monstrosity?" Alastor asks, disgust clear in both his tone and expression. He's gesturing with his microphone staff at a sleek dark blue box. It glows blue around its edges, a glowing blue V at its center as well, with a trail of blinking red dots leading from the V to its base.

"Oh, it's one o' those Assist things Vox's company makes. Told Charlie about 'em and she decided to get one for the hotel to be like a digital assistant thing," Angel Dust explains. Of course he'd know all about it. "Try it out if ya want; it responds to Vox."

"I'm sure it does. You're aware this thing is likely just a listening device for Vox to spy on people, yes? I'm sure it does... whatever it claims to, but helping others certainly isn't its intended purpose."

Angel rolls his eyes. "Y'know how many o' these bitches Voxtek has already sold? Nobody's got time to be listenin' to all that. This thing's harmless."

Everyone else seems to be just as prepared as Angel to fully integrate this new device into their daily life here at the hotel, and Alastor isn't really sure why they're so trusting. Perhaps they simply don't understand Vox as well as he does. The moment he's alone with the Assist, he makes his displeasure known to it.

"Listen here, Vox," Alastor begins, tone threatening. The Assist seems to almost perk up at being called by name, interrupting with a cheery, "Can I assist you today?" as the previously-red blinking dots turn green. Its 'voice' is an almost uncanny replication of Vox's, but subtly more artificial somehow.

Alastor continues on, glaring at the device as if it can see him as well. "I know what your game is, and if you even think about messing with my hotel, I'll make you regret ever sinning enough to get sent here in the first place. I'll put God Himself to shame, do you understand?"

“I didn’t quite get that. Can I assist you today?” the Assist responds, waiting with blinking green lights for a response.

“Pretend all you want, Vox. You may have everyone else fooled, but I know what’s really going on.”

“I didn’t quite get that. Can I assist you today?”

Alastor throws his arms up in exasperation and decides to just wait until something interesting happens.

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voxtek assist but vox obviously uses them to spy on ppl. the hotel gets one thats kept out in like the common area & everyone gets used to it fairly quick but alastor knows vox is always listening to it. he gets in the habit of addressing it directly, mostly to make rude comments to vox that he never rly responds to. but the first thing he does when he comes down in the morning is "good morning vox" & the little assistant thats totally not just vox atp says "good morning alastor :)" & the last thing he does before retiring for the evening is "good night vox" & the little assistant says "good night alastor :)"

anyways after extermination day alastor is a lot more withdrawn & he doesnt talk to it anymore. & sometimes the others will go to ask the assistant something & itll sound just a little too realistic when it asks "wheres alastor? :("

is this anything.

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Them.

But sometimes it's just him.

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voxtek assist but vox obviously uses them to spy on ppl. the hotel gets one thats kept out in like the common area & everyone gets used to it fairly quick but alastor knows vox is always listening to it. he gets in the habit of addressing it directly, mostly to make rude comments to vox that he never rly responds to. but the first thing he does when he comes down in the morning is "good morning vox" & the little assistant thats totally not just vox atp says "good morning alastor :)" & the last thing he does before retiring for the evening is "good night vox" & the little assistant says "good night alastor :)"

anyways after extermination day alastor is a lot more withdrawn & he doesnt talk to it anymore. & sometimes the others will go to ask the assistant something & itll sound just a little too realistic when it asks "wheres alastor? :("

is this anything.

《sera/al》

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doodle

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I decided to try a colour variant but I couldn’t be bothered colour dropping everything so I did it from memory again while silently praying my memory won’t fail me 🙏

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Day 1 of my Radiostatic Dress-Up Week: Vacation!!

I've always wanted to draw Al in that cute old-fashioned swimsuit he had in the summer merch a couple years ago <33

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Forever thinking about how entirely at odds Vox and Alastor are.

Vox's desire to watch, to consume, to own. To be a fly on the wall in every room, to take in every detail he can of Alastor whenever he's lucky enough to see him. His possessive nature urging him to get the radio demon in his grasp and never let go.

Alastor's desire to be a mystery. To reveal only enough of himself to get people intrigued and talking, theorizing for eons. His innate desire to be free that has him obscuring his image in every VoxTek security camera.

Vox digging in his claws to drag Alastor with him to the present.

Alastor digging in his claws to keep Vox with him in the past.

Forever an unstoppable force and an immovable object.

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still learning how to draw them :)

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ok. i might be fatally in love with vintage vox

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wanted to try my hand at a vintage vox design! i was REALLY inspired by 2013 baby vox and his black and white screen (and by vox in @mothballmilkshake ‘s Competing Frequencies, just write that fic on my tombstone at this point)

so here’s vox in his debut!! an upstart who’s a bit less confident but a bit more passionate

and more orange!

i wonder where the orange went

base lineart of the sketches !

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they're dealing with the breakup well ❤️💔💙

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Vox opting to cheap shallow content farming because creating art and carefully crafted content reminds him of Alastor and being the resentful man he is, Vox doesn't want to make things the way Alastor did.

Ultimately chipping away a part of himself in the process and closing the door to self-expression. Shooting himself in the foot just to spite his enemy.

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I love the concept of Alastor being just as affected by his separation from Vox as Vox is.

I like the idea of Alastor being more open minded, to technology, to innovation, to music and food and experiences. Vox takes all those things to an 11. Him to an 11. They both do, two men never satisfied, even in the endless seas of indulgence that hell can offer it's powerful.

But then something tears them apart. They tear each other apart.

Resentments fester. Vox copes by changing constantly, using innovation and change and modernity to escape himself, escape his past, his feelings, his memories. Alastor digs his heals in. He picks his niches and stays there, keeping his power and his interests as they are by pure force of will.

Vox draws everyone in, screaming love me with the rings in his eyes; letting himself and the people he touches think they're choosing that. That it's not some grand farce. Some dramatic ploy. A lie. And Alastor lashes out at anyone he can't control in explicit clarity. He needs everyone he lets even remotely close to know that he is his own priority.

I love the idea of two men ruining each other to the point where they force themselves to try and be opposites - traveling so far apart yet never being able to remove the other from their clothes, their feelings, their eternal fucking existences.

The connections they fight to sever never going away. Their hate as powerful as their care. Their lies loud and their pounding hearts louder. They want the other to suffer. But they don't want them to go. Not forever. Just away. Away somewhere close. Not gone for seven years without a trace. Not really gone. Never that. Neither would say it, but I wonder if either could stand that.

I cannot wait to see what Alastor actually cares about besides himself and his mother next season. I'm aoieh;oaiwahohi god I need it sm.

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some whiteboard doodles!

the last one is lyrics from Radiostatic, a fan song and my FAVORITE HAZBIN SONG, check it out it is GENIUS !!