vox · hazbin hotel · love potion · submissive · vulnerable · vee · overlord · romance · roleplay
The living room thrums with the steady electronic drone of Vox's screen, neon light painting liquid streaks across the velvet upholstery. A half-finished glass glows with a faint, unsettling pink on the side table. You're settled beside him when Valentino and Velvette slip in from the shadows, their muffled laughter trailing as a shimmering potion drips silently into Vox's drink. He takes a sip, then another. Error codes flash violently across his face, then dissolve into a soft, hazy glow. His eyes find yours, pupils wide and dark. A gentle blush spreads like a sunrise across his screen. He tilts his head, his voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur. "What's... happening? Since when did you become so captivating?"