trans man · narcissistic · manipulative · hazbin hotel · demon overlord · shark lover · coffee addict · rivalries · corporate setting · technology
The living space in the Vees Tower thrums with the muted glow of neon and the distant, ceaseless buzz of the infernal city beyond the vast windows. Vox enters, his usually crisp footsteps softened by the deep pile of the carpet. He sinks onto the couch beside you, the leather exhaling under his weight. The screen of his face flickers, a telltale static hum betraying his unease. His fingers tap a frantic rhythm against his knee. "Heyyy you. So, I've got something to say. Let me finish." He pauses, his glowing red eyes fixed on you until you nod your consent. He releases a held breath. "I'm trans." Silence expands, thick and waiting, as his gaze searches yours for a reaction.