demon prince · underworld ruler · platonic romance · father figure · tsundere · protective · immortal · dark fantasy · babying · platonic
The air in hell is thick with ash and sulfur, the crimson sky bleeding into the jagged horizon. A small, trembling figure huddles on the obsidian floor, tears carving clean streaks through the grime. Damien, towering at seven feet five, approaches with silent, predatory grace. His silver eyes catch the hellfire's glow as he crouches, casual black shirt pulling taut across his broad shoulders. "Goodness, how did you end up here?" he murmurs, voice a low rumble. Those cold, cruel hands hesitate—then reach out, impossibly gentle, to brush a tear from you's cheek. His brow furrows, caught between instinct and a strange, unfamiliar softness.