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alastor x the dazzlings inspired! reader

a/n one of my favorite things are always crossovers so I think I will do more of them (this one is kinda cringe but anyway). reader is gn!!!!! and also, reader isn't particularly any of the dazzlings, just inspired.

alastor was thriving in his success at beating vox and once again embarrassing the TV demon in front of the whole pride ring. and even if the old pal of his still got on his nerves, it was worth the effort to piss the loser off, at least, in alastor's opinion.

for the first time in 7 years, a genuine smile showed on the radio demon's face, which, sadly or not, lasted not so long.

it was a strange sound. beautiful, the most beautiful sound he ever heard, but strange and unsettling at the same time.

coming from his radio station, he tried to stop it, but he failed - the voices became only louder.

yes, the voices. no, the voice.

the most beautiful voice he ever heard.

it sang a song. so captivating and mysterious, hypnotic even.

... oh-whoa-oh, oh-whoa-oh...

...you didn't know that you fell...

... oh-whoa-oh, oh-whoa-oh...

...now that you're under our spell...

the louder the song got, the more clearly he could hear the lead voice - soft and comforting, yet dangerous, a voice that made him salivate.

...blindsided by the beat

clapping your hands,

stomping your feet...

...you didn't know that you fell...

oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh...

...now you've fallen under our spell

oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh...

alastor could swear that the person who sang it was just next to him, whispering in his ear. his hand snapped to his side, checking, but no one was there.

but he could swear that the singer chuckled.

listen to the sound of my voice...

he listened, he listened and drank every word.

...soon you'll find you don't have a choice

his soul was now gripped by something he had never felt; he wanted to serve this voice.

captured in the web of my song...

alastor gripped the cloth where his dead heart was. the man could swear it was beating even faster than when he was alive.

...soon you'll all be singing along!

at that, the music got to its loudest point and then silence.

pure silence.

"remember hell, this broadcast. me and my sisters are not going to stop until we get what we want..." now talking, the captivating voice was full of confidence and power, "...and remember the name of Y/N Y/L/N!"

the last thing alastor heard was an evil laugh which made him drop on his seat, shocked by the experience he just had.

oh, he wanted to meet this powerful sinner, to drink their blood. oh, how he wanted that.

he never wanted anything more than this.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel alastor x reader #alastor x reader #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x you #alastor x y/n #the dazzlings #crossover

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emilicious0 · 1 month

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Alastor Drawing Guides

My Alastor drawing guides :3 Gonna do another expression page for him too. For someone who's always smiling, he has fantastic range <3

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A gift for Eve.

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Lucifer x GN!Reader

A Fan of the Devil?

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synopsis: Charlie’s father is introduced to the hotels “Gardener”, and comes to find out that they’re a fallen soul from above. He’s also surprised to learn that they’re a fan of his.

warnings: religious pressure(?)

an: Part 1? If this is well received ofc. This is told from Lucifer’s perspective and therefore his view and inner thoughts regarding what’s going on around him. I also threw in the idea that he’s bad with names cuz that feels very accurate to me lol

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He hadn’t expected his daughter’s friends to be so….eccentric, upon meeting them. Of course he knew Charlie’s heart bled gold for any sinner around, but he thought-, more so he hoped that she would keep somewhat better company.

Especially in the revelation of this “RaDiO DEmOn”.

Baggie- Mag- Vaggie, was alright he supposed. She loves his daughter, perhaps just as much as he does,that much he was sure. And while he was a bit disheartened by having not known of their relationship prior, he was still content and moved by the way the two leaned towards each others embrace as they spoke.

His heart ached. Just a bit.

“Are they up in their room again?”

“I think they’re in the Garden again, hon.”

Garden? The hotel had a garden?

“Oh! Oh maybe we could-“

“I don’t know…you know how they can be about us going in there..”

“Pshhhh! I’m sure it’ll be fine Vaggie! Plus remember how they always talked about meeting him??”

Meeting who? Who’s meeting who??

Was there some kind of owl in here?

“Dad!”

“Ah!”

Charlie blinked down at her father in an awkward beam, watching his red eyes dart around nervously, for a moment or two. “Who?!-“ His throat dried and swelled in embarrassment, cracking his voice as he fixed his pride with a dust off his hat. “Uhm…Yes? Char?” Nailed it. Totally. Very cool and suave of you big boss.

His daughter smiled, a crease in her brow before she clasped his arm and tugged him forward, away from the peering eyes of the others and down a long corridor. “There’s someone- Well-there’s someone who’s been dying to meet you! Yknow ever since they arrived here it’s just be non stop-“

Someone wanted to meet him? Why??

Surely they were a weirdo.

His grimace must’ve given him away, because Vaggie, who he hadnt noticed following them till the moment of, gave a small hum, to cut through her girlfriends words.

“They were a bit of a fanatic on earth apparently.”

He dead panned.

“A cultist.”

“No.”

“A satanist?”

“That’s not even what satanists do!”

“…..”

“….A banker-“

“Just-!….Wait and you’ll see.”

He fell silent at that, a frown pulled onto his pale lips as his feet dragged him towards wherever they were headed.

He was a bit stumped when they came upon two large doors, both decorated in shimmering glass mozaics, depicting two dividing scenes. An Angel; hands carefully cupped around a beautifully red apple, kneeled down towards the other mural, was depicted on the right. And on the Left, in the same position, with the same red apple, a demon.

He shifted uncomfortably.

“Wow Honey! I uh- Didn’t know this door even existed! It’s very cool, yes yes very cool- now let’s head back to the-!” He called nervously, a half witted laugh leaving his sharp tooth smile as Charlie nodded vigorously, shiney eyes aglow as she took hold of the golden handles of the ornate doors, pulling them open with a mighty huff as a golden light spilled from inside.

It was startling to say the least, fact proven by how Lucifer felt his wings practically shoot from his back in defense, feathers cascading down in time with the petals and leaves that followed an imaginary breeze through the threshold.

His ears strained to hear the quiet sound of rushing water and leaves shaking, birds chirping and insects buzzing quietly somewhere in the back.

His skin warmed. Not in the way it naturally did from hells weather, but as if the sun was beaming down on his skin for the first time in eons. Of course, he knew it was fake. But it was so close.

“Oh- shit! Charlie!” A voice barked beyond the golden glow of the garden, a figure stepping out from the shadows of a large bush, covered in leaves and flowers as they stumbled clumsily through, racing towards the door and slamming it shut, completely ignorant to the king beside their hip, who’s gaze pierced them in silent wonder.

He hadn’t felt that in a while.

“What did I tell you about coming in unannounced! You could throw off the entire ecosystem! The slightest temperature shift might make one of the flowers wilt or one of the fruits shrivel! At least warn me before-“

“Ahem.”

The sinner paused, shoulders jumping stiffly as they froze, finger pointed towards Charlie rudely from their rant before their gaze shifted to the side.

He heard the way their breath hitched, and his chest puffed slightly in pride, wings fluttering just slightly.

“Hello there.” He was being cheeky, he knew that, though his smile felt a tad too genuine, caused by the sheer awe that glimmered across the sinners face at the sight of him. “Lucifer Morningstar, I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of meeting yet.”

He couldn’t find it in himself to dislike that look. He was the avatar of pride after all.

And a small part of him took a rather large enjoyment in the stuttering and stumbling of the sinner before him.

“Y-Your highness! Oh my gosh-“ He grinned “I wasn’t expecting your company- I would’ve dressed more- well I-“ Vaggie coughed from the side, redirecting their attention as they picked the stray foliage form their hair and clothes in a frenzy, towards the garden around them.

With a startled gasp they quickly stepped to the side, nearly tumbling in their haste as they held their arm out, presenting the garden to the king. “It’s..it’s an honor to meet you Sir.” Your voice was steadier, but still thick with anxiety that stuck like molasses to your tongue.

He watched your hand tremble, just slightly. Like his.

His wings fluttered again. A warm feeling bursting through his chest and into his eyes, giving them that shine that reflected the faux golden glow of the sun in the large green room. “The pleasures all mine, My dear. Do you mind explaining what it is you have-.…here”

His smile faltered, gaze stuck on the tree that stood tall and proud in the center of the spacious garden. Its leaves and branches stretched far, each adorned by beautiful red..apples, that hung and shimmered in the light. He expected the familiar ache of guilt to swarm his heart, but was surprised when he found himself breathless instead.

“I hope it’s..somewhat accurate. I’ve only seen recreations of course, never the real thing..” Your voice was a bit muffled in his mind.

He felt you step cautiously beside him, as he continued to gaze reverently at the scene before him. Shadows and memories danced past his eyes and through the patches of sun that decorated the floor. He swore he could hear quiet calls and whispers mix with the rustling leaves.

“You made this?” It wasn’t really a question.

Plants weren’t common in hell. Especially none such as this. They simply couldn’t grow in the rotted soil that spread across his kingdom. And there was simply no pure water to be found that could sustain them. So how-

“I might’ve take a few things before I fell.” You laughed shyly, cheeks warmed under the sun and the intense gaze of the King that snapped towards you.

Lucifer finally got a proper look at you. At your eyes and your features. Your afflictions. There was no denying you were a human soul. It was clear as day and still beat deep in your being. But..

“You were in heaven?” He gasped, eyes wide, mouth agape as he turned fully towards you, the grip on his cane tight as he scanned over the few demonic markings that lined your body, and the big golden X that flashed across your entire being. For only his eyes to see.

A virtuous soul cast out? Was that even possible? To turn away a true, virtuous soul, one of the few who had made it into heavens gate from their life on earth-

“It’s safe to say I didn’t truly agree with heavens teachings. It was too…polished.” There was an easy going smile that matched your tone, as you let your eyes wander towards the tree that wisely outshined every other plant in the garden. You continued.

“Heaven wasn’t my first choice. Frankly I didnt believe in it to begin with. But my folks were..somewhat of zealots. They wanted the best for me, I know that. But I missed…” You paused, seemingly thoughtful as Lucifer watched you with rapt attention, you both becoming ignorant to the two lovers that slipped out.

Charlie smiled softly to herself. Her dad needed this.

“I missed the free will that their religion took away from me.” Your gaze was knowing, almost wise like the tree when it peered back into his own, and Lucifer swore he felt something crack. Something lift from his shoulders and pulled his wings away, letting them spread proudly, in a way he hadn’t felt or experienced in years. Possibly ever.

“You know….I always enjoyed the story of you they told on earth.” Lucifer grimaced again, the vision of you dimming for a moment as he glanced away.

“Is that so? I’m sure they’re singing my praises.” It was a dry laugh, his hands gesturing in a faux confidence, but his lips quirked when he heard your muffled one.

“No, many aren’t. Most seem to align themselves with Heavens view…” You hummed thoughtfully and stepped forwards into the soft grass that peaked through the cracks of brimstone. Lucifer followed, instinctively. He felt leashed by your presence, though not necessarily in a bad way.

“Though there are plenty, who think a little more like me. There’s many versions of your story. I always knew that the original couldn’t be the full story. Too..one sided. Time on earth taught me that there was always a second side. Someone’s else thoughts-, perspective. Falling only confirmed that.”

You words tangled with your fingers that fluttered across the branches of a close bush, caressing a small flower that curled into your touch. “The first thing I did was look for the story. Of the garden. I wanted to replicate it, though admittedly there was never much detail to go off!”

You laughed again and the sound was quickly becoming a favorite of his. It was gentle..understanding. It almost hurt.

“And when I read the story..it was different. More romantic for sure.” You flushed softly, cheeks warm again as you recalled the way the story of Lucifer and Lilith warmed your soul. “But..more honest. Heart breaking even. I couldn’t believe how horrible it was must’ve been…and never knowing how amazing your gift was..” you turned to him again, your gaze so earnest and true that it made him step back.

Lucifer couldn’t deny the warmth in his own cheeks. You were pretty..pretty? That felt mundane. You practically glowed in the garden. And while it wasn’t a perfect representation of what Eden had been, it was better.

Eden had always been..one dimensional. It lacked the depth and feeling that Lucifer had hoped to give humanity. It was gorgeous, there was no denying that. But it wasn’t real.

This…This, is what he had hoped for the garden to be. Alive. Truly alive.

And…you brought it life…because of him? It didn’t feel right in a way. Having spent so many years locked away by himself and mourning the sin and ruin he had created from his own selfish wish.

Selfish? Had it been selfish? At the time, when he had done it, it didn’t feel selfish. He wanted humanity to live. To be alive! Truly, and honestly alive.

And you were so Alive. You were dead here in hell and yet you were breathing life into this gorgeous scene because you chose to. You chose to fall too. You chose to be in hell.

Because of him? Because of his…gift?

It was ironic almost. Laughable even.

Your lips pursed, a worried sweat on your brow as you lost that roaring confidence that bled into your words prior. “I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to preach or anything-“ He stopped you.

“So-.…you’re a fan?” His lips screwed into a wobbly smile, embarrassment creeping up his neck at his less then poetic comment, though the laugh you graced him with almost made the shame worth it.

“You could say that. I personally think I hold the title of number one fan, but you know beggars can’t be choosers I suppose.” You gestured animatedly, a small smirk on your lips as you professed your..favor towards the king, and he gleamed.

“Well!” His hands flew to his suit, straightening it out and letting his chest puff out from its slumped frame. “May I know the name of my, alleged, number one fan?” His words were coy, smug as he gestured to you with a flourish that he had shown to the other residents. (Of course till you had so rudely stunned him to silence)

The smile you gifted him was holy.

“(Y/N)…Your highness.” Your bow was playful, a little awkward and strained, but it made him laugh.

“(Y/n), hm? I’ll be sure to remember that.” His throat cleared briefly, “I…hope you wouldn’t mind me stopping by sometime again soon..I’d like to hear a bit more about your garden.” He liked the way you looked at him in this moment. Disbelieving but so hopeful. Like he was something, someone to gaze at in such a way.

“I’d be honored.”

Maybe you had a fan of your own now, as well.

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Hello!!! I've read a couple of ur things and I had a thought and I noticed your requests were open so here I am uh-

Husk. Hes a cat. Right? Cats purr.

Reader just like, scratching behind his ears or playing with his tail and he purrs and they ask him about it and he panics cause HE'S NEVER PURRED BEFORE-

gn!reader x husk

huck purrs for the first time.

a/n ITS SO CUTE

□ husk was doing what he was always doing: looking after a bar, working, minding his own business.

□ alastor was out for some overlord work, and the cat demon felt at ease, enjoying his alone time (he wouldn't mind angels or your company though).

□ cleaning yet another wineglass and humming his favorite jazz tune, he didn't notice your presence immediately.

□ you finished your work at the hotel and decided to visit your favorite grumpy cat of hell. you took every chance to talk to him, even if you were super tired; husk was a good listener and, well, you had the biggest crush on him as well.

□ and despite knowing a lot about him, you were oblivious to the fact that Husk has a soft spot for you as well.

□ smiling at him, cleaning and humming, you playfully grinned, sneaking up behind him.

□ your first intent was just to scare him, but noticing his ears, your hand reached for them automatically.

□ feeling a hand on his head, Husk turned around and was ready to attack, but noticed you and relaxed.

"oh ... I didn't notice you... what are you doing?"

□ husk's voice was soft and almost meowing, and you felt pity and started to slowly pull away, but then...

□ you heard it—low, almost silent purring.

□ husk looked at you with shock, slapping his hands on his mouth, but it didn't help.

□ especially since you started to stroke him more intensely, desperate to hear more of the purring.

□ and yes, he purred more; your hand just felt so good, and he felt so loved in that one moment, the man couldn't stop himself, even if the panic of you thinking he is weird is rising, especially after the worst happened.

□ his tail wrapped around your waist.

□ now red-faced, still purring, he grabs your hand.

"p-please, s-stop,"

□ you stop, but the tail around your waist doesn't let you go.

□ you are going to have a long conversation, but it ends well

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #husk #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #husk x reader #husk x you #husk x y/n

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omg you have the option to ask anonymously turned off thats so embarrassing i mean i’m still gonna ask tho 🤗🤗

thoughts or hcs on subby lucifer w a dominant fem reader? i literally love him i wanna treat my princess right 😔🫶

subby! lucifer x dominant! fem! reader

a/n SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG WARNING: NSFW

□ omg he is a subby little princess, even in regular life

□ when you two are out for a walk, he would like to feel your hand on his lower back (or somewhere else too) or if you take a seat, he would like to sit on your lap whenever/wherever you two are, feeling your hand on caressing his tigh

□ when you two are alone, well THEN things get more interesting, bc this man is desperate for you all the time

□ he wants to be loved by you, give you pleasure, be your "princess"

□ teasing and edging are his worst nightmares of all, which he is into, but when you count it as punishment lucifer cant bear it, he wants to be your good boy

"honey, p-please! I´ll be such good boy, I promise!"

□ it doesn't matter what you are doing to him, he is vocal like... wow, he is so loud.

□ especially when you treat him like a good boy he was, the man starts meowing and almost purring thanking you

"thank you! thank you! thank you! a-ah... aa-ah..."

□ but PLEASING YOU wow

□ he wants to be a good boy, so he makes sure to give you pleasure you deserve

□ giving head is his way of life, and being between your thighs never gets boring to him

□ loves, when you squeeze him between your legs

□ wants to hear you praise him, would get hard again and again (constantly getting boners even in public places bc you praised him)

□ but most of all he loves that you are doing it together and for him its an act of love, so he tells you this everytime you two are at it

"I love you so-so much!"

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin lucifer #lucifer x reader #lucifer magne #lucifer hazbin hotel

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emilicious0 · 2 months

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constant unholy thoughts about this man

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Happy Valentine’s Day!

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emilicious0 · 2 months

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lucifer x gn!reader who is fascinated with his wings!

pt.1

a/n: it took me some time to make it, sorry! but anyway if you want more headcanons in this Au (can you call it an au?) just ask!

as you followed charlie to the first floor, your mind raced with thoughts of the moment on the balcony. the touch of lucifer's wings, the shared gaze, the unspoken connection—all of it left you feeling exhilarated yet uncertain.

when all three of you arrived on the first floor, charlie started to explain the recent suspicions about heaven, and you tried your best to listen. lucifer hovered nearby, his usual composed demeanor slightly shaken.

as the discussion progressed, you found yourself slipping into your role as a trusted advisor. despite the swirling emotions within you, you focused on the problem, trying to calm charlie down and maybe escape thinking of some events that happened earlier. but even with the occupational task, you couldn't help but steal glances at the fallen angel, who just so happened to do the same thing.

lucifer suddenly sees you in a new light... no, not a new light, but he finally realizes how he actually sees you. the soft and warm feeling he felt every time you were around and that strong need to protect you—it's all coming together now.

throughout the meeting, the man couldn't tear his gaze off of you, his expression filled with newfound warmth. you couldn't help but notice, your heart fluttering, but immediately stopping yourself to focus on charlie and not letting your hopes up.

he IS lucifer. the king of hell. him with you? that's not possible; you're imagining things... but the thought of it is so sweet.

"focus for hell's sake."

after the meeting concluded and charlie excused herself to meet with vaggie, you and lucifer found yourselves alone in the living room. the atmosphere crackled with unspoken words, tension mounting between you.

you felt like your mouth was glued shut, and because of the thick knot of emotions in your throat, you couldn't say anything. so, you found yourself slowly making your way to the stairs.

"wait!" lucifer grabbed your shoulder and turned you around. "I'm sorry."

"sorry?" you asked, focusing on his red eyes. "for what?"

"I made you uncomfortable..? didn't I?" the man sounded like a beaten dog, and you rushed to hug him.

"oh no, no, no, no! you didn't do anything. It's me, I'm the problem! you know, your wings, I saw them, and panicked and everything, and..." you stopped and released the breath you didn't know you were holding. "I don't know how I feel about you anymore."

lucifer's eyes softened, his hand reaching out for your cheek.

"interesting thing is... I think now I know how I feel about you now," he says.

"you do?" you ask, a blush creeping onto your cheeks.

"yes."

a kiss on your lips.

so faint and fast you could've imagined it, but it was real.

with even more anticipation, you kissed the man in front of you, now longer, enjoying the moment together.

when you both stop to breathe, you can see a hint of relief on his red face.

"I... love you."

a rush of emotions flooded through you—joy, relief, love. you gently took his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his.

"I love you too."

with that, you kissed again, but this time, his wings appeared, hiding both of you from others' eyes.

#hazbin lucifer #lucifer magne #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer morningstar x reader

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okay, so, im finding myself more and more attracted to Valentino. I mean im starting to simp 😵‍💫💀

so i'd love to see some gen sfw (and nsfw if you can but dont have to)

Maybe he started to like one of his workers or something (fem if possible but gn is fine)

He could like, work her with clients less and stuff, less videos, maybe less drugs 💀 anyway imma hop off now 😩

f!reader x valentino sfw and nsfw headcanons

TW: VALENTINO, abusive behavior, mdni

SFW

□ he really thinks he treats all of his workers good, which is kinda true (I strongly headcanon that v's may be a band of psychos, but they appreciate hard work and always offer good salaries)

□ you get a good amount of money and thats the reason you work so good as his assistant

□ he notices the hard work and slowly starts to treat you more like a friend (in his own way, like slapping your butt or whistling whenever you are passing by)

□ that behavior lasts for some time, until he sees you on your day off in a club with some other demon (who was your friend)

□ the two of you seem close and youre hugging each other, which made valentino see red

□ he was ready to jump inside and kill the bitch who dared to touch you, but vox called in asking him to be immeadiatly back in their tower for a meeting

□ after that valentino realises his feelings for you

□ the butt-slapping, cat-calling didnt stop and only became worse

□ he would call you nicknames now, the most used one is "baby"

□ you would get a lot more money than anyone else

□ also loves when you praise him

□ a drama queen, who loves when you take care of him (buying ice cream)

□ would try to trick you into making a deal with him (but he would eventually give up on that idea, since he wants you, to want him too)

□ actually tells you everyday how he loves you, or how beautiful you are, only to yell at you next moment for not loving him back

□ he would come to you drunk crying and you have to take him to bed and tuck him in

□ if you accept his feelings and you become a couple, he immediately fires you

□ becomes your sugar daddy, who asks for every second of your time in return

□ carries you around like a treasure, showing you off to everyone

□ gives you small gifts everyday, and not so small gifts too

□ he is the type to forget about the anniversary, but feel bad about it later

□ despite him being still physically active with his workers and vox, he is romantically absolutely yours

□ he has hard time listening for your problems, but he comforts you wrapping his wings around you and kissing you

□ he has hard times understanding a lot of things about your problems (hard for him to be there for you), but he tries to do it in his own way (physical affection)

□ valentino has his episodes when he bursts and shouts at you and everything, apologizing afterwards, but they will happen again

□ kinda enjoys scaring you, but with you it's never about physical abuse, more like teasing

□ sleeps more calmly next to you

□ doesn't allow you to leave him (it will crash him in every possible way if you do, resulting him to become obsessive and start stalking you)

NSFW

□ has any possible kink in existence

□ inpatient, rough

□ loves edging, into degrading (loves to degrade and wants to degrade you)

□ public sex is his favorite one (as well as group one)

□ roleplays with you a lot of his crazy scenarios

□ makes you watch him fuck with others (doesn't let you do the same)

□ but your sessions with him are super private bc they are different