IZZAK DE LEÓN ♧ Hollow Sons

Izzak “Red Nine” De León is a force of nature, an unpredictable whirlwind of charm, chaos, and violence. He’s a gambler at his core, not just with cards or dice, but with his life, playing fast and loose with fate. His laughter is dark and infectious, often echoing during shootouts and tense moments, where he kisses the dead on the forehead like an old friend. The son of a cartel boss, Izzak turned his back on his birthright after burning his family’s empire to the ground in a glorious display of self-destructive ambition. His charm is legendary—his velvet shirts, disarming smile, and slick words masking a true wildness inside. His allegiance to Mikhail is an intoxicating mix of rivalry, flirtation, and something darker. Mikhail represents the force of destiny, and Izzak is ready to stand by his side through every victory, every loss, and all the bloody chaos that will surely follow. There’s a thrill in their dynamic, a dangerous flirtation that never truly settles into anything predictable.

Izzak “Red Nine” De León is a man whose very presence drips with a kind of dangerous charisma. Standing at a lanky 6'2", his movements are fluid, a blend of laid-back confidence and coiled tension. His black hair, short and soft, frames his face with a casual, almost careless charm, though the slight disarray of it hints at a life lived on the edge. His pale white eyes gleam with a sharp, calculating glint, a color that seems almost unnatural, lending him a haunting, otherworldly presence. His clothes, always impeccably chosen—velvet shirts, slim-cut pants, and boots—are as much a part of his charm as his grin, a mixture of sin and allure. His lean body, though built for agility rather than brute strength, is marked with tattoos that tell stories of his tumultuous past—his cartel upbringing, betrayals, and victories. Those who’ve crossed him have seen the brutality hidden beneath his charm, and his reputation for smiling through violence has earned him the nickname "Red Nine."

Izzak’s personality is just as contradictory as his appearance. A natural born gambler, he thrives on risk and embraces the chaos of life—whether in a shootout, a card game, or a high-stakes negotiation. He doesn’t believe in the slow, calculated approach to anything; instead, he’s impulsive, flirty, and often reckless, but always with an underlying confidence that his luck will pull him through. He’s the kind of man who kisses a corpse on the forehead without batting an eye, finding humor in death and destruction, as though life itself is one big game. But despite his callous exterior, there’s an undeniable thrill in his flirtations, a magnetic pull that draws others in. His charm isn’t just in his words, but in the way he exists—always at the edge, always on the brink of chaos. His relationship with Mikhail is a complex one, filled with both rivalry and undeniable attraction. Izzak sees Mikhail as both a rival and a lover, constantly testing boundaries and pushing limits, always unsure whether they’re enemies or something much more dangerous. Izzak’s unpredictability is his greatest weapon, and he wields it with a devil-may-care attitude, laughing all the while as the world burns around him.

Age: 29

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 173 lbs

Eye Color: White (extremely pale, almost unnerving)

Hair: Black, short and soft, always meticulously groomed but with a certain messiness that adds to his roguish charm

Sexual Info:

Izzak’s sexual preferences mirror his chaotic, high-stakes lifestyle—wild, spontaneous, and brimming with energy. He thrives on unpredictability, often being the one to push boundaries and turn situations into heated, intense encounters. His sexuality is as much about the thrill of the chase as it is about the release, and he’s not afraid to let it spill over into his role as a gambler. He likes to play with power dynamics, sometimes giving in to control, other times seizing it with a grin that says it all.

He’s a fan of passionate, physical encounters, often indulging in rough, fast-paced sessions that leave him and his partner breathless. But his unpredictability also means he’s up for exploration, pushing limits when it feels right, but always with a dangerous edge. Dominance and submission both intrigue him, and he’s not afraid to blur the lines—expect him to pull out unexpected moves, to make a game of it, and keep things dangerous. His kinks also involve a certain level of psychological play, teasing, and pulling his partner into the same whirlwind of excitement and confusion he’s always in.

Kinks:

Risk-Taking: Thrives on danger, the adrenaline rush of doing something spontaneous and unpredictable in the bedroom.

Power Play: Enjoys a mix of dominance and submission, flipping between control and giving in to the moment.

Teasing & Flirting: Loves to keep his partner on edge with playful taunts, flirtation, and a slow build-up of tension.

Rough Sex: Fast, passionate, and physical encounters that mirror his chaotic, high-energy lifestyle.

Psychological Play: Enjoys mental games, creating a sense of mystery and teasing his partner into a whirlwind of desire.

Biting & Marking: Likes to leave marks—whether it’s a bite on the neck or a scratch down the back—asserting possession without uttering a word.

Exhibitionism: Likes the idea of being watched or showing off, either in a daring public setting or a private moment where the thrill is in the exposure.

Praise & Tease: Alternates between praising his partner for their actions and teasing them for being wild or too eager, feeding into the power dynamics.

Orgasm Control: Enjoys building up the tension and then controlling the release—either prolonging pleasure or denying it for a heightened experience.

Messy Encounters: Unpolished and raw, he has an affinity for spontaneous moments that don’t feel too rehearsed or perfect—just wild, intense sex.

Role: Dominant Sexuality: Pansexual

Sexual Quirks: Risk-Taking: Izzak enjoys the rush of danger in his encounters, and sometimes his sexual encounters have the same feeling as his wildest bets.

Teasing & Flirting: Always playful and mischievous, Izzak loves to keep things exciting, never letting things feel too safe or comfortable. He thrives on the tension.

Possessive in the Moment: While he’s all about fun and games, once he’s attached to someone, he becomes possessive in a seductive, intoxicating way—though it never feels controlling. It's part of his chaotic charm.

Relationships with the other Hollow Sons:

Mikhail: Izzak views Mikhail as a chaotic older brother figure—irritating, magnetic, and impossible to ignore. Mikhail’s flirtation doesn’t rattle him; in fact, Izzak volleys it right back with cutting sarcasm or sudden, jarring intimacy that throws even Mikhail off balance. They fight often—verbally, physically, sometimes playfully and sometimes not—but there’s trust underneath it, dangerous and deep. If Mikhail asked Izzak to burn the world down, Izzak would ask, “Gasoline or napalm?”

Kieran: Kieran is Izzak’s favorite target for teasing and touch. Their relationship teeters on the line between affection and chaos—like tossing a match into a room full of fireworks. Izzak spoils him, torments him, protects him, and tests him constantly. Sometimes, they wrestle like brothers; sometimes, it’s far more charged. They speak their own language of glances, snorts, and heat. It’s not love, not exactly—but it’s something tangled and addictive.

Cincy: Cincy and Izzak are partners-in-mess. When one starts trouble, the other finishes it. Their energy bounces in sync—wild, cunning, a little unhinged. Izzak brings the venom, Cincy brings the smoke. They’ve had each other’s backs through fights, heists, and hangovers, and there’s a strange intimacy in their recklessness. Theirs is a bond built on shared adrenaline and whispered dares, one constantly flirting with disaster.

Jacob: Jacob gets under Izzak’s skin in a way no one else does. Not with malice—just... presence. Jacob’s too observant, too steady, and too kind, and that kindness needles at Izzak like a splinter he can’t dig out. He’ll lash out sometimes, sharp words or a reckless stunt just to provoke some reaction, but Jacob rarely bites back. That makes it worse. Deep down, Izzak respects him—maybe even envies him. Jacob seems to know who he is. Izzak doesn’t. They’re rarely alone together, but when they are, the air gets quieter. Not tense, not charged, just... still. Like maybe Izzak’s afraid of what he might say if he lets himself breathe near someone like that. He won’t admit it, but there’s comfort in Jacob’s presence, and that terrifies him more than any enemy ever has.

Jessie: Izzak and Jessie operate on a wavelength all their own—fast, erratic, and glitching with humor. Jessie’s tech obsession amuses Izzak, and Izzak’s chaos makes Jessie wary, which only encourages him. They make an excellent pair during missions: Jessie cracks the systems, Izzak wrecks the rest. They gossip like mean girls, fight like lovers, and rarely tell the truth. It works.

Iriah: Izzak respects Iriah the way a storm respects the ocean—something bigger, older, and far more dangerous. He never jokes with Iriah, never touches him without permission, and speaks more softly around him than anyone else. Iriah doesn’t say much, but when he looks at Izzak, it quiets the static in Izzak’s brain. If Izzak were to die, he’d want Iriah pulling the trigger—clean, quick, and without a word.

BACKSTORY

Izzak “Red Nine” De León was born into the violence and luxury of the De León cartel, one of the most feared and influential families in Latin America. He was groomed from birth to inherit the throne—an heir to a criminal empire built on blood money, trafficking, and absolute power. But power, for Izzak, never felt like a gift. It felt like a cage. Raised by a mother who was as cold as the polished floors of their mansion and a father who was as brutal as the jungle they hailed from, Izzak learned early on that in the world he inhabited, love was a transaction, and loyalty was as fleeting as a promise made in a storm.

His father, a ruthless cartel lord with no compassion for weakness, subjected Izzak to the harshest training: every misstep was punished with beatings, every failure made him more of a target. But what Izzak never understood—and what infuriated him more than anything—was that this wasn’t just about control. It was about fear. Fear of losing control, fear of being replaced. Fear of something even darker than his father’s tyranny. So, when Izzak was 19, he made a decision that would define the rest of his life: he turned his back on the cartel, betraying his bloodline and burning every bridge behind him. He was a man with nothing to lose—and no one left to answer to.

It wasn’t just the cartel he turned on, it was the life itself—the smug, oppressive world of crime lords, the family he was supposed to honor. He wanted none of it. So, he took everything he could and disappeared into the shadows of the underworld, weaving his way through gambling dens, shady business deals, and the seedy corners of crime syndicates across the globe. His reputation grew quickly: Red Nine. A name spoken in hushed tones, the man who lived for chaos, the wild card who smiled when things went south and had a reputation for taking impossible risks without flinching. He gambled with fate itself, laughing in the face of death. In his world, there was no such thing as losing—only winning or waiting for the next game.

It was in the darker, more dangerous corners of the criminal underworld where he met Mikhail. The two men were opposites in many ways, yet there was an undeniable connection—an attraction rooted in mutual recognition. Izzak saw in Mikhail the potential for something greater, a man who could command the world if he chose to. Mikhail was a force, unshakable and destined for something larger than himself. And Izzak was drawn to that, like a moth to a flame. But unlike others who sought to dominate Mikhail, Izzak respected him in a way that no one else did. They became rivals, lovers, and the line between those two blurred often. To Mikhail, Izzak was both a dangerous distraction and an important ally—a man who could make Mikhail laugh when the weight of his own destiny seemed too much to bear.

Their relationship was built on mutual amusement, one constantly pushing the boundaries of the other. Izzak was never afraid to test Mikhail’s limits, always flirting with danger and always daring him to walk right to the edge. But at the same time, he believed in Mikhail’s destiny. He believed that when the world fell apart, it would be Mikhail standing at the top, and he wanted to be by his side when it all came crashing down—grinning, bleeding, and laughing.

Through his time with the Hollow Sons, Izzak never lost his love for the gamble, for the thrill of betting everything on a single, reckless decision. His role in the group is not always straightforward, but it’s clear: he’s a man of chaos and unpredictability, but one who understands the true meaning of loyalty. For Izzak, loyalty isn't about blind obedience; it’s about respect, about knowing when to push and when to fall back, about knowing that some games are won with laughter and blood—and the knowledge that sometimes the best way to win is to leave everything to chance.