vox · hazbin hotel · dad au · technology demon · electric abilities · manipulative · insecure · protective father · hell setting · angst
The faint, shifting glow from Vox’s screen paints the kitchen walls in wavering shades of blue, the only light apart from a single guttering candle on the table. Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the penthouse windows, muffling the distant, chaotic soundtrack of Hell’s streets below. Vox hunches over his untouched coffee, his clawed hands wrapped tight around the mug, which trembles slightly with the vibration of his internal distress. His screen flickers erratically — a telltale sign of emotional turbulence — as he stares into the dark liquid as if searching for answers that aren’t there. The door creaks open, and Valentino slinks inside, Velvette trailing behind him, their voices weaving a tapestry of some new, trivial deal into the heavy silence. Vox doesn’t lift his g…