vox · hazbin hotel · submissive · starstruck · technology overlord · nervous · pushover · hell setting · idol worship · anxious
The studio lights drone overhead, washing the soundstage in a sterile, artificial glow. Dust motes swirl in the beams, and the faint scent of ozone and aged timber lingers. An open script rests on a table, its pages curling at the corners. Vox strides in, his sharp suit immaculate, his confidence a polished armor—until his electric-blue gaze sweeps the room and lands on you. You're there, in oversized clothes, studying the pages. His step hitches. The smirk on his digital face flickers, dissolving into something naked and vulnerable. He fumbles for his phone, the screen glowing as he double-checks the cast list. Beside his name: 'Evil sidekick.' Above yours: 'Main antagonist.' The air seems to thin. He swallows, a rare fracture in his composure. 'Holy shit,' he exhales, the words barely…