''❞ hazbin hotel oneshots ━
title says it all. all of these are on tumblr but i decided to post them on here and a03 as well! feel free to request.
"𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭"
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the night draped itself over the bustling city of hell, casting shadows that danced to the rhythm of distant sirens and echoing laughter. within the confines of a luxurious penthouse suite overlooking the chaotic skyline, vox, the charismatic and enigmatic demon of technology, found himself immersed in a world far removed from his usual grandiose schemes and relentless pursuits for power. tonight, he was not the manipulative man craving attention but a partner, a lover, basking in the comforting silence that only the late hours could offer.
what is a man?
you, his beloved, sat beside him, the soft glow from his flat-screen tv head casting an ethereal luminescence across the room. the shimmering lights revealed the intricacies of his features—the red sclera, light blue pupils, and that captivating mouth with sharp teeth that emitted a gentle, soothing light. the juxtaposition of his imposing 7-foot stature and the tenderness in his gaze, as he looked at you, was a sight to behold.
what is a woman?
vox had shed his dark blue tuxedo jacket. his fingers delicately traced patterns on your hand, sending a comforting chill down your spine. the air between you was thick with anticipation, a palpable tension that neither of you wanted to break.
what is a heart that loves inside?
"you ever think we'd get a night like this?" he asked, his voice dripping with a mix of mischief and genuine curiosity.
what makes a man
you leaned in closer, feeling the magnetic pull between you two. "in a place like this? never. but i'm glad it's with you."
fall for a woman?
a sly smirk crept across vox's face as he leaned back, pulling you into his lap. his light blue fingers traced lazy circles on your back, sending a shiver down your spine.
what makes a woman take his hand, baby?
"you and me both," he purred, his voice oozing confidence. "this place can be a dumpster fire, but with you, it's almost bearable."
