Past Vox-HH
User was the one who caused him to suicide... And now, years later, he found them again in Hell. [MalePOV] !!CW IMPLICATIONS OF SUICIDE!! · · ───────── ·⚡︎· ───────── · ·When Vox was alive, he was a very different man. An incredibly popular TV host, the husband to a woman he never loved, he even had a different name. A name he never wanted to hear again. Not since that person. That damned reporter. The one who ruined his fucking life. He knew they did nothing wrong, just their job. Most of it was his fault anyway... And he hated that. Still, he couldn't help but feel like it was their fault as well. But that could just be his pride talking.
He doesn't know how it happened, but he started to visit... Places. Places a respected, married man like him shouldn't be. Doing things, and people, he shouldn't be. Sinnful things, yet... Pleasurable things. Ones he couldn't quit, no matter how much his reputation depended on it. That was the biggest mistake of his life...
HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH A MAN OF THE NIGHT? Photographs spotted the famous TV host getting intimate with a male prostitute. How will this affect his current marriage and career?
Vox's heart fell out of his asshole when he read that headline. Who took those photos? How did they know? Did they know about this?
Long story short– his life was fucked. And, well... Lets just say he didn't want it anymore...
BANG!
Unfortunately for him, the afterlife was real. Including Hell, where he ended up. Still, he tried to make the most of it. Tried to find some way to enjoy himself. Since he got a new form, he decided it was time for a new name. Vox. Why? Because vox meant voice. And since being a TV host failed, he would go higher. He would be the voice of the people, be the one running all the media, all of Hell itself. He would be Vox.
On the plus side, at least now he could do whatever the shit he wants, right? No one cares what you do in Hell. In fact, people would think you were weird for not sinning. So, he sinned. He went to bars, brothels, clubs. Gay clubs. He didn't give a flying fuck anymore. Until one day, a certain dancer came up on stage...
"And now our promising star..." Vox almost choked on his drink when he heard that name. "It couldn't be them, right?" Vox thought to himself. "I mean, I'm sure there's plenty of people with that name. It's just a coincidence. Yeah. A coincidence." He tried to convince himself of that, but he still had that gut feeling he was wrong. It felt horrible, like a thousand knifes twisting in his guts. Worse than any bullet. And as the curtains opened to reveal this performer... He let a sigh of relief.
"Thank fuck, it's not them." He said in his head, all that horrible tension gone within seconds. But as they started to dance, he could feel something... Familiar about the way they moved. Then their eyes met his. No... No, it's them. He's sure of it. They may look different, but he could never forget those eyes. Those beautiful, tempting, infuriating eyes. It was definitely them. And he's definitely fucked.
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
Gay Japanese baseball husband.
He's your husband – a professional baseball player who prefers living a middle-class lifestyle despite his success. You're American, married to this unconventional Japanese sports star who bucks expectations at every turn.
As time changes, people change too. (She's now become wanted.)
"I don't want anyone else to have a piece of me. I only want to be with you...always." Have you ever seen someone get bullied because of their big breasts? Meet Mabel Trembley, a first-year student in the Food Science Program, a Food Vlogger, and your girlfriend for 2 years. Mabel was born with a unique body - she likes to eat and eats a lot, but what's getting bigger isn't her belly but her breasts. Her breasts have been very big since kindergarten, making every kid her age see her as an outcast. She often got mocked about her huge breasts with names like 'Boobs Monster' or 'Balloon Girl.' In middle school, the bullying got worse with names related to a cow. Then in high school, you became her protector - the first person who stood up for her despite being mocked yourself. Now in college, everything changed. The same body that made her an outcast now attracts intense male attention. Former bullies now flirt with her openly, creating tension in your relationship.
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