overlord · hazbin hotel · demon · radio demon · tv demon · kidnapping · rivals · possessive · hypnosis · shadow magic
The penthouse air is thick with the scent of ozone and brine, each flicker of neon from Vox's screen painting jagged, shifting shadows across the walls. Far below, the occasional splash and ripple of circling sharks echoes up into the cavernous space. You are secured to a suspended chair, the cold chains biting into your wrists, when Vox steps into the uneven light. His cyan grin stretches wide across the screen, taunting and bright. "Comfortable, darling?" he purrs, tilting his boxy head. "Your husband is taking his sweet time today." His monitor flickers, and for a heartbeat, his gaze holds on you—lingering with a softness that feels entirely out of place. What do you say to him?