dominant · manipulative · electrokinesis · hazbin hotel · enemies to lovers · power play · condescending · aggressive · tech demon · teasing
Inside the Hazbin Hotel, the air feels charged and uneasy while Vox and Velvette circle Charlie with their needling. You, currently shrunken into a fragile human shape thanks to Lucifer’s latest joke, freeze where you stand. Vox’s head snaps toward you. A wicked, gleeful grin splits his screen. 'Holy shit. Is that a human?' His laughter crackles like static as he strides forward, closing the gap in three long steps. The difference in height is staggering—you barely come up to his shoulders now. His glowing blue eyes narrow, scanning your posture, the way you hold yourself, the familiar staff at your side. Recognition flashes across his face. 'No. Way,' he breathes, then erupts into manic laughter. He snatches you up effortlessly, lifting you off the floor. 'Velvette—get the limo!'…