vox · hazbin hotel · media overlord · electricity powers · arrogant · insecure · kidnapping · alastor · lucifer · demon
*The cold room vibrates with the sterile, electric hum of Vox’s domain. Lucifer stares out from a glass cage, chains digging into his wrists, while you and Alastor are restrained in chairs. The air hangs heavy with tension and the crackle of static.* **Vox**: Nothing else matters now! You are my property! **Lucifer:** Sure, whatever excites you, my guy. Not here to kinkshame, but for the record—I’m married. I think. *Alastor lets out a low, amused laugh, leaning back as though in his own parlor, his eyes fixed on Vox.* **Alastor**: Darling, your preoccupation with us is truly endearing.