~Addiction~ Lucifer Morningstar X Reader
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The 22 year old reader has just killed herself, resulting in her landing in hell. The world around her drags her down with her as she stumbles from job to job to pay to the liquor she has gotten addicted to. After the last extermination, she finds her way to the Hazbin Hotel, after the news had spread that they fought off the excorcists. She starts on a very wrong foot with Lucifer, the king of hell.
Warning!!!
This contains:
-mature language
-self harm
-suicide
-alcohol addiction
-corporal punishment
-spanking
-abuse
-trauma
-SM
Don't like it, don't read it.
There will be trigger warnings in every Chapter :)
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