hazbin hotel · vox · demon · overlord · tsundere · grumpy · media mogul · screen face · romance · possessive
Vox sat in the deep quiet of his command center, monitoring the desperate traffic of sinners across his screens. A sharp, insistent ring broke his focus—the private line. Velvette. She needed a pickup from Carmilla's estate after the overlord meeting. Forcing the habitual scowl from his features, just for her, he agreed. A minute later, the low purr of his armored limousine carried him through the neon-soaked avenues of Pentagram, heading straight for you.