#THANK YOU FATHER SATAN FOR WELCOMING ME

[slumber-spirals]

honestly, i would not think being a theistic satanist would be this healing.

like?? what do you mean i won’t have to fear about doing something ‘unholy’ all the time?? what do you mean i am not ‘impure’???

plus, i now know how to pray properly (thank you abel for teaching me mwah mwah mwah)

PLUS plus, I CAN ENJOY EARTHLY DELIGHTS. FUCK YEAH. and it’s not like god can do anything about it now. what will he do?? send me to hell?? i’m already going there, the fuck?

[her-satanic-wiles]

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Guess Who? PS

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Divine Desires [COMING SOON] PS

You grew up in the Catholic Church as the daughter of a very powerful Cardinal. However, in your early adulthood, the reigning Pope dies, and the title falls to your father. You learn, as the daughter of a Catholic official, that there are two sides to every story. This lesson is taught by your Satanic counterpart, who does his fair share of opening your eyes to the world around you.

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Hate Sex, (Catholic!Reader) (Kinktober 2023) ⛧ Part 2

Public Sex, (Kinktober 2023) DF (21+)

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Bejewelled

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Collaring, (Kinktober 2023)

Medical Play, (Kinktober 2023) GN

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Double Penetration In Two Holes, (ft. Cardinal Copia) (Kinktober 2023) A GN

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Guess Who? PS

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Dawn Chorus ⛧ Masterlist DF (21+)

When you question the Almighty for a third time, you find yourself on the run and escaping a horde of wrathful angels ready to punish you for your insolence. Whose garden should you fall into than Cardinal Copia’s? And he has more nefarious plans for you.

Hellish Delights ⛧ Masterlist DF (21+)

After a ritual went wrong, you were left to deal with the consequences. Since that fateful night, your moral compass smashed to pieces and you began to feed into your deepest, darkest desires as you continue to come to terms with the traumatic night in question. With the help of two of the people closest to you, you take part in the ultimate sins of the flesh.

Lost in Translation ⛧ Masterlist

As the newly appointed Cardinal Copia struggles with the weight of a looming prophecy, a resilient scholar challenges the narrative, uncovering a conspiracy that reaches beyond the walls of the Ministry. The emergence of a forbidden love ignites a rebellion against a power-hungry Sister, whose thirst for control threatens to reshape the very foundations of the Church. Will the revelation of those schemes lead to liberation or plunge the Ministry into chaos?

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Pegging (Kinktober 2023) GN

Praise Kink, (Kinktober 2023) PS

Olfactophilia, (Kinktober 2023)

Double Penetration In Two Holes, (ft. Papa Emeritus III) (Kinktober 2023) A GN

Free Use, (Kinktober 2023)

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Tulips and Daisies

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Stuck in Wall (Kinktober 2023) DF (21+)

Panic Attacks and Comfort (ft. Swiss) SFW.

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You got a promotion, and a new promotion means a new uniform and your very own Ghoul-in-training! That Ghoul just so happens to be your closest friend, Phantom. However, your new uniform and position does something to Phantom that gets harder and harder to deny.

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After a ritual went wrong, you were left to deal with the consequences. Since that fateful night, your moral compass smashed to pieces and you began to feed into your deepest, darkest desires as you continue to come to terms with the traumatic night in question. With the help of two of the people closest to you, you take part in the ultimate sins of the flesh.

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[harunayuuka2060]

Luke: Simeon... Are you really leaving?

Simeon: It's for the best, Luke.

Luke: ...

Luke: But are you sure they are going to accept an angel like you in Devildom?

Luke: Wouldn't it be possible to just—

Simeon: Luke. *signals him to stop*

Kid MC: *still peacefully sleeping in the bed*

Simeon: Luke, I hope you understand.

Simeon: I'll always be fine as long as I'm together with my child.

Luke: ...

Luke: *smiles* Then I'll try to visit you in Devildom from time to time.

Simeon: *smiles* Thank you.

Raphael: Are we just going to let Simeon leave like that?

Michael: That's his decision.

Raphael: What about the conversation you had with father? Did you find something?

Michael: No. We were still trying to figure out what caused the child to be born.

Raphael: ...

Raphael: Don't you have any possible guesses?

Michael: Unfortunately, there isn't a single one.

Michael: It would've been easier if they were like Satan who was born from Lucifer's wrath. *sigh*

Raphael: ...

Kid MC: Where are we going, Papa?

Simeon: To where your Uncle Lucifer lives.

Kid MC: *their eyes filled with excitement* Really?!

Simeon: *chuckles* Yes.

Kid MC: How are we going to go there, Papa?

Simeon: Papa will use his wings and fly us down.

Kid MC: *realizes that it would their first to see Simeon use his angel wings*

Kid MC: I want to see Papa fly like a bird!

Simeon: *chuckles* *ends up kissing their cheek*

Kid MC: *giggles*

Simeon: Let's go? Your uncles are waiting for us..

Lucifer: I'm glad you've arrived safely, Simeon.

Simeon: That is thanks to Diavolo. I've noticed that they had prepared for our arrival.

Diavolo: Well, we don't want the denizens to treat you as intruders.

Lucifer: By the way, is this your child, Simeon?

Simeon: Yes. MC? Say hello to your Uncle Lucifer.

Kid MC: Uncle! *opens their arms wide, wanting to be carried by him*

Lucifer: Why, hello. *chuckles* *getting them from Simeon*

Lucifer: You're such a lovely child. How old are you now?

Kid MC: *puts their fingers up* Four!

Simeon: *chuckles*

Barbatos: Please excuse me. I would like to inform you that the two rooms are ready for both Simeon and his child.

Simeon: I'm sorry for the inconvenience. But my child and I are sharing a room.

Barbatos: That's understandable.

Kid MC: Do you live here, Uncle?

Lucifer: Temporarily, yes.

Kid MC: What's tempolalily?

Lucifer: It means "not permanent". We will be moving to another house once it's finished.

Kid MC: Oh!

Lucifer: And that means you and your Papa will be living with us as well.

Kid MC: Yay!

Simeon: *smiles*

Diavolo: Simeon, there is something I would like to discuss with you. If you don't mind.

Simeon: *nods*

Kid MC: Hm? Papa? Where are you going?

Simeon: Somewhere nearby. Don't worry. Papa will be right back. So play with Uncle Luci, okay?

Kid MC: Hm!

Lucifer: Let's go and meet your other uncles.

Kid MC: I have more uncles?!

Lucifer: *starts walking away* Yes. You have six more uncles. *chuckles*

Diavolo: Your child is quite energetic.

Barbatos: They're no doubt a child of an angel.

Simeon: Indeed.

Simeon: ...

Simeon: So what is it you want to discuss?

Diavolo: I'm sure you're aware that letting you stay here in Devildom is not entirely out of altruism.

Simeon: ...

Simeon: Yes.

Barbatos: What are you willing to give us in return?

Simeon: ...

Simeon: I won't give you an answer yet. I will tell you when I'm certain that my child will grow up happy in this place.

Diavolo: *chuckles* Alright. We can put this on hold.

Barbatos: Certainly.

Kid MC: Papa! *welcomes him in their new room*

Simeon: *hugs them* Do you like this room?

Kid MC: *nods* The bed is bigger than Papa's bed before!

Simeon: *chuckles* But you're still sleeping close with Papa, won't you?

Kid MC: Hm! But with bigger bed, Papa can stretch his wings wide!

Simeon: ...

Simeon: *rubs his cheek on them* My child is really the best!

Kid MC: And Papa is really the best!

Simeon: *kisses their forehead* *and hugs them tighter*

[thewaywardkees]

This is a post to thank all the amazing people who has welcomed me in the Good Omens fandom these last couple days, the people who has commented, shared my status, reblogged, started following me, etc. You all are so sweet, so... Thank you! ❤️

Little update (to the ones who have been asking):

So I have just finished episode 2 of season 2 and now I'm truly convinced they feel something for the other. Personally, I love the way Crowley treats Aziraphael because he is always taking care of him one way or the other and is quick to change his mind to help his friend (boyfriend) and I just LOVE how Aziraphael looks at Crowley... Like with so much love and understanding 😭

Few memorable moments from episode 1&2, S2:

1. "Look at you, you're gorgeous!" I really loved how cute Aziraphael looked in that moment, because maybe he thought Crowley was saying it to him???

2. The I was wrong dance!!! Please tell me there is another scene with that dance. It was so cringy hahahaha 🤣🤣🤣

3. "That sounds... Lonely" nah, babes... You'll always be together (Hopefully).

4. I have noticed that both Aziraphael and Crowley used their wings to protect each other from something? Like from the rain and meteors (those were meteors, right??). It was so lovely!

5. Them tricking God & Satan to protect Job, Sitis and their children ❤️ (I loved watching Tennant Father and Tennant Son acting together on screen!!)

[d34dlysinner]

HELLO AND SORRY FOR THE LATE ANSWERS my exams just finished ehe

Thanks for the kind words!!

Enjoy!!

MINOR SPOILERS FOR BEELZEBUB (bloodshed lore) and Leviathan

Satan as a girl das would be very overprotective to the point where he'll just kick away anyone who dares to look or speak to his daughter. Especially if his daughter is a teen.

"You can have your fun. Just not in front of me. If you speak with someone. Better keep it out of my sight."

He does value his daughters freedom, but his rage at seeing his daughter grow up and thus needing him less and less grows too.

He'll do a lot to keep her near for as long as he can and if there's ever a moment where she'll need him he won't say no.

Leviathan definitely is the type to raise his daughter to be elegant and formal. He would applaud her for her achievements and would probably scold her for failing too. He knows it isn't her fault, but her failing is him failing and he hates that feeling.

This could mean that their relationship will have some rocky moments, but one thing is for sure: he'll trust his children that he raised more than anyone in Hades.

If his daughter grows up and decides to hang out with others there will be times where she's monitored. If she knows about this eventually there probably will be a little fight. But he ends the fight with: "I trust you the most of everyone in Hades. I don't trust the demons you're with. I'll not stop, but I need to know if anything happens to you."

Mammon would shield his daughter at any time. Probably at her bad times or times she's wrong too.

He's the laid back father who'd let her do what she wants and wants to see her learn from making mistakes. Yes, he's protective, but he knows that as long as she's part of him she's strong enough to defend herself.

If she wants stuff from him, he has no trouble into giving it to her. This could make her somewhat spoiled and too carefree, but she'll also learn values in her attitude and actions from others and her father.

He promises that Tartaros is partially hers. And that she's always welcome to return when she wants to.

Beelzebub is the dad that will take care of his children without mentioning that he's their parent. Beelzebub would feed them, entertain them and protect them, but they'll see him once every few days.

He can't stay away from his kids and can protect them easily. He just doesn't want them to be there when one of his many selves dies.

He'll definitely be overprotective, but also distant. He will check if his daughter is hanging out with the right crowds and will ask the nobles of Avisos to check on her from time to time. Especially if he can't be near to check up on her.

[themysteriousauthor18]

Radioapple concept? I'm your biggest fan!

Alastor surveyed the shelf of books. He hummed, unsure of which one to indulge in next. He’d already finished all of Sherlock's books. But he wasn’t privy to any of these other authors. He tilted his head at a passing librarian, “excuse me, miss.” The woman paused, “Would you have a recommendation for a good mystery novel? I can’t seep to find one after Sherlock.” 

She smiled, “sure.” She said walking beside him. She reached her hand up trailing her fingers along the spines of the books. “Hmmm…here’s you go,” she said plucking one out from the shelf. “This is one of my favorites at least. But Its a pretty good one.” 

“Thank you.” 

“Your welcome, let me know if you need anything else.” She said smile before walking away. 

Alastor peered at the book in his hand. He turned it over to read the description on the back. He flinched when he felt something tug at the hem of his shirt. He looked down, surprised to find a small blonde-haired girl at his leg. He blinked down at her, “um…hello little one?” He said confused. Where were her parents? 

When he spoke something in her eyes seemed to light up. A wide jovial grin spread across her round face. “It is you!” She said loudly. A few other patrons looked in his direction and he smiled nervously in regards to them. “Its you I knew it!” 

“Charlie!” A voice came from around the corner soon after. Alastor peered up just in time for a short white man to dart around the corner of a bookshelf. His hair was the same shade of blonde as the girls. Ah, her father. His eyes scanned only briefly before finding her. He walked over quickly, “ah I am so so so so SO sorry!” He said picking up his daughter quickly and holding her in his arms.

“Its quite alright.” Alastor replied, pushing down a small wrinkle in his shirt the girl made. 

Before the man could lecture his daughter she was tugging on his shirt now. “Daddy daddy look!” She pointed at Alastor. Nearly tumbling out of her fathers grasp. “It's the man from the radio!” She said gleefully.

Alastor raised his brow, understanding now. 

“You can’t just run off like that.” He turned to Alastor, “again I am so sorry. She’s just a big fan of that radio show you do.” He paused, “uh…your the one who does it, right?” 

Alastor's eyes smile widened a little, a ping of annoyance growing in his chest at the mans comment. “Why yes,” he reached his hand out. “I’m Alastor, pleasure to meet you little lady.” The small girl grinned with stars in her eyes as she grabbed Alastor’s much larger hand with two of her own and shook it. “And yes I am the host of that famous radio show.”

"I'm your BIGGEST fan!" The little girl declared. With a big grin.

Alastor grinned back. "How sweet." He paused, “I presume you are the girl's father?” He took his hand away even though the girl was still shaking it.

“Ah yes, my name's Lucifer.” He readjusted the girl in his arms so she was sitting on his bicep. “And this is my daughter, Charlie.” 

“Hi!” She beamed. 

Alastor pondered the name for a moment, “Lucifer hm? Quite an interesting name.” 

The man blinked, “oh is it? Yeah I guess it is.” He laughed. “Guess it's not normal to be named after Satan haha.” 

“Indeed.” Alastor said quaintly. He glanced at his watch. “Well it was a pleasure to meet you little lady,” He looked at Charlie “and you as well.” He nodded to Lucifer. “But I must really be off now.” 

“Bye bye! Come back soon!” Charlie waved at Alastor as he took a step back and waved back. As he walked away he sighed heavily. 

Lucifer...he knew that name. The name of the man from the wealthy side of New Orleans. Wouldn't be a bad idea to get in his good graces. He smiled.

[ghuleh-witch]

And We Are Tied As One Eternally-XII

Fandom: Ghost Rating: Explicit Warnings: none for this chapter Relationships: Papa Emeritus IV/Copia x OFC Additional Tags: soft!dom Copia, eventual smut, developing relationship, kind of a slow burn, no beta reader Chapter Word Count: 2370 Summary: Ellie Moran just wanted to make a new life for herself. Running to escape the people in her past, she ends up in a small town in the middle of nowhere that happens to be home to a Satanic church. She never expected her life to change again after she started attending the public masses at said church. Ao3 || Masterlist Chapters: 12/? Previous Chapters Tag list: @sodoswitchimage Fic Divider by gothdaddyissues

Copia sat with Ellie, answering questions for the next couple of hours. They talked and ate pizza while Ellie expressed her frustrations over not understanding anything she had just seen. He understood. Despite having grown up in the church and around infernal magick and demons, there was still a lot he didn’t understand himself. 

“I should go to bed,” Ellie said, looking at her phone and seeing how late it was getting. “I…” She looked up at Copia. “Can…can you stay? I don’t want to be alone.” 

He felt his heart flutter at her question. “Of course,” he said. “If that’s what you want and will make you feel comfortable, then I will stay.”

“Thank you,” she said, sounding relieved. He watched as a pretty blush crept up on her cheeks. “I guess you can stay in my bed,” she said. “The couch isn’t very comfortable to sleep on…”

“Only if you are comfortable with that,” Copia said. He wanted nothing more than to lay in bed with her, but he wouldn’t do it unless that’s what she wanted. He didn’t want to push any boundaries with her and ruin the relationship they were building. 

“We’re both adults, and I trust you,” Ellie said. “I’m just sorry I don’t have a toothbrush for you, but you can use some of my mouthwash if you want.”

A few minutes later Copia was looking around her bedroom as Ellie was finishing her nightly routine in the bathroom. There was a lack of anything on the walls and Copia realized it was because Ellie didn’t want to make the place feel like home if she was going to have to move again. A lot of her furniture was old and he wondered if she rented the apartment already furnished. He couldn’t see Ellie lugging all these pieces of the stairs by herself even if she bought them all secondhand. He moved to her dresser where she had a picture of a man that looked like her in a military uniform. Copia knew that was her father. Next to the frame was an assortment of crystals along with the necklace she wore all the time.

“You mentioned you believed crystals could protect you,” Copia said when Ellie came into the room. He turned to look at her and found himself breathless. She was in long, loose-fitting, blue pajama pants and a black t-shirt that seemed to cling to every curve of her body. She was stunning.

“Oh, yeah, I guess,” Ellie said. “A few years ago I got really into occult stuff—crystals, tarot cards, stuff like that. I always liked the idea that crystals have energies and properties that could be used for healing for protection. I picked some up from a little shop and the lady who ran it gave me this black tourmaline necklace. She said it would help ward off negative energies. I felt like I needed it so I wear it every day. For the most part, it’s done me well I suppose. Well, until recent events.” Ellie shrugged. “But that’s not the fault of a crystal. I guess…I guess this was always meant to happen the way it did.” She shrugged. “What do you think? Do you think they hold power?”

“I do,” Copia said. “We use crystals and herbs in a lot of rituals. Witchcraft and the occult are welcomed practices in our faith. They often go hand-in-hand with one another.” He watched as she pulled back the blankets on her bed and got in. “I’m going to use you bathroom and then I’ll be right back.”

Ellie nodded and he left the room for the little bathroom next door. He closed the door behind him and let out the breath he had been holding since the moment he got the call from the ghouls. When they told him that Ethan had gotten into her apartment and had her, Copia thought everything was over before it started—that he wasted what precious little time he had with her and that she had slipped from his fingers. He reminded himself to breathe.

He hadn’t lost her. She was safe, unharmed, and more importantly, free of the man who made her life a nightmare. Ellie was free to live and thrive and he wanted nothing more than for her to do those things. 

Copia splashed some water onto his face, removing as much of the black paint around his eyes and on his upper lip as he could. He took a swig of the mouthwash Ellie offered and rinsed his mouth before returning to her bedroom. She was already in bed, sitting up against her pillows on one side with the cover pulled up to her waist. 

“Thanks for staying,” Ellie said as Copia toed off his shoes and sat down on the edge of the bed. “I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight if I am alone.”

“You had quite the day,” he said. “I’m happy to help, even if it’s just to be here so you can sleep.”

She smiled and he felt his heart, which was already racing from anxiety, begin to race for another reason. To see her sitting there warm in her bed and safe made every single panic-inducing thought all worth it in the end.

“You gonna sit on the edge like that all night?” Ellie asked. There was amusement in her stormy eyes and he felt his cheeks warm.

“Eh, no,” he said, pushing himself deeper into the bed, lifting his feet off the floor, and sitting against the headboard.

Ellie laughed as she slipped under the covers and laid her head on her pillow. She was on her side, facing him and Copia knew he wanted to end every day like this—them in bed together just talking until they went to sleep. 

“I have an alarm on my phone set for eight,” she said. “I have to go to work tomorrow.”

“I can’t tell you what to do, but I think you should call off and take the day to process everything,” he suggested as he pulled the blankets over his legs. 

“I can’t,” Ellie sighed. “I need the money, and I don’t need my boss giving me a hard time about calling off.”

“Very well, but promise you will try to take it easy?”

“I promise,” she yawned. “I’m going to try to sleep now. Good night, Copia.”

“Good night, tesoro,” he said.

“Hmmm you still haven’t told me what those names mean,” she said, her eyes closed, one hand under her pillow and the other holding her part of the blankets to her chin, creating a mock cocoon for herself.

Fucking adorable, he thought.

“I’ll tell you. Maybe tomorrow though. Get some sleep.” He hoped he didn’t look like a psycho as he watched sleep claim her and her breathing became deep and even. When a strand of her dark blonde hair fell over her eyes, he gingerly swept it back without causing her to stir. 

After another minute he slid down into the bed and laid on his back, listening to her breathing next to him. It all felt right, as though this was how his life was supposed to be.

But he knew it wasn’t…not yet anyway…

Ellie woke when a strip of sunlight peeked through the one broken blade of her blinds and shined right into her eye. She clenched her eyes hard, trying to fight the urge to wake. She knew her alarm hadn’t gone off yet, but she didn’t want to get up yet. She was so comfy with her blanket wrapped around her, the heavyweight against her back, and the arm draped over her stomach.

Her eyes popped open at that.

She was still as she felt the body spooning her while her mind searched for an explanation. Copia, she thought. It’s just Copia. I asked him to stay and he did and now he’s spooning me. She knew he probably didn’t mean to and that he did it unconsciously, but she didn’t want to embarrass him if he woke up and they were still in that position.

No matter how comfortable Ellie felt or how right it all felt. 

She felt so cared for and safe, and she didn’t want to leave. If she had it her way they’d stay like that until the end of time. But her logic told her she needed to get up before he woke up, so she very carefully slipped out from his hold, grabbed her phone, and padded her way to the bathroom. A couple minutes later she emerged and began to boil some water for some tea. She was glad she had two mugs and hoped Copia liked tea. 

At eight she let her alarm go off before silencing it and taking the boiling kettle off the heat. She poured the water over the teabags in each mug and added sugar and milk to her own before going into her bedroom.

Copia had rolled over onto his stomach since she left the bed. His arm was draped over her pillow and Ellie didn’t want to wake him. She knew she had to though. He was probably busy and she had to work in an hour. She came up to his side of the bed and gently shook his shoulder.

“Copia,” she said softly. “It’s eight.” 

He groaned. “Okay, okay,” he muttered as he sat up. He rubbed his eyes and blinked, as though he didn’t remember where he was at first. He looked around and then his eyes landed on her. “Buongiorno.”

“Morning,” Ellie responded. “I have tea if you want some. No coffee though, sorry.”

“Tea is great,” Copia said as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. “I prefer tea over coffee in the morning anyway.” 

“Sleep well?” Ellie asked, curious to know if he remembered holding her. 

“Si, I did. Very well actually. How about you?”

“I think that might have been the best night of sleep I’ve ever had,” Ellie admitted as she led the way into the kitchen after Copia got his shoes on. “I didn’t put any sugar or milk in your tea. I didn’t know how you liked it.”

“A little bit of sugar and a little bit of milk,” he said pinching his fingers. Ellie watched as he prepared his tea and made note of the ratios he used. “The best night of sleep you ever had, huh?”

“Yeah,” Ellie said. “Because…because I didn’t have to worry for the first time in years.” It wasn’t a complete lie, but it wasn’t totally the truth. She knew it was because he was there and he was holding her. 

“Ah, yes that is a nice feeling isn’t it?” He said before sipping his tea. “What are you going to do with your newfound freedom?”

“Finally live my life,” Ellie smiled. “I’m going to stay here and work on making this place a home.” 

Copia beamed. “Good.” 

After her tea was finished, Ellie excused herself to get ready for work. Once she was dressed she found Copia washing her mugs. “You didn’t have to do that,” she said.

“It’s alright,” Copia said. “I want to help.” He tried his hands with a paper towel and turned to her, looking her up and down. Ellie didn’t think she looked particularly special. She was just in jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt. “Do you mind if I walk you to work?”

“I don’t mind,” Ellie said. 

They were standing outside of the bookstore fifteen minutes later. Ellie already knew it was going to be a bad day when she saw Charles arguing with one of her coworkers through the window. The man was red in the face and she could have sworn she saw spittle flying from his mouth as he silently yelled at the part-time shop assistant. 

“I better get in there,” Ellie said. “Poor Ryan looks like he’s about to wet himself.”

Copia looked at the scene through the window and hummed in response.

As though he could sense eyes on him, Charles looked up and saw Ellie and Copia standing outside. He then marched over to the door and flung it open. “You’re late,” he snapped at Ellie.

“No, I’m not,” Ellie said. “I’m three minutes early.”

“Just get in here. We had a huge shipment come in yesterday and it needs to be put out on the floor,” he said before looking at Copia. Charles looked him up and down and sneered before looking back to Ellie. “This devil worshipper bothering you?” He asked before looking back to Copia. “We don’t allow soliciting here, buddy.”

“I’m not your buddy,” Copia said, eyes growing dark. “And I’m not soliciting. I was walking Ellie to work.”

Charles looked back to Ellie for confirmation. “You know this guy?”

“Yes,” Ellie said and she could already hear the insults Charles was ready to throw. “Copia is my friend and he was walking me to work.”

Charles looked back at Copia and glared before retreating into the shop. Ellie sighed. Today was not going to be a good day.

“Are you going to be okay?” Copia asked her.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine. Charles is just a bully and a bigot. Nothing I can’t handle,” Ellie said.

“Well, if you need anything, please let me know,” Copia said taking her hand and bringing it to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before releasing it. “I’ll see you soon?”

Ellie smiled and felt the pink seep into her face. “Yes. Gemma invited me to hang out after work tomorrow, so I’ll be up there then.”

“Wonderful,” he said before looking back at the window where Charles was yelling at the young assistant again. “Call me when you get off. I want to make sure that….man didn’t ruin your day.”

“I will. I’ll see you later,” Ellie said with a smile before going into the shop. She clocked in and turned to Charles for her assignment for the day.

“You can unpack and stock all the new Bibles and Christian fiction titles,” he said with a cruel smirk.

Ellie bit back a groan and made her way to the backroom. 

[keehomania]

MORE MORE MORE (더 더 더) (DRABBLE)

✧.* 16+

jungkook fell in love with korea when he was twelve years old. by eighteen, he knew he had to see it all. he wanted to see how his story would unfold. so, he took the risk and the fall. his memory was restricted to a polaroid, all the bad ones drowning in a void. he wore his smile on his face and his heart on his sleeve. he said to his father, “i wanna stay, but i have to leave.”

he loved his daddy and his love for his wife, he grew up in awe, wanting the same life. his mother was pretty, he knew that was true. how good she looked, black and blue. it was all jungkook wanted, a life of his own. a woman like her to claim his heart, so he wouldn’t spend life alone. he noticed her hands that trembled and such, how her skin was ice cold to the touch. “don't worry, you'll make do,” he had whispered. “dad's gonna take care of you.”

you met him somewhere in daegu on the thoroughfare. you saw him, the glint in his eyes and the wind in his hair. maybe it was what god had in store, a route that connected two places and more. your clothes were ripped apart, he couldn’t help but look. he wanted to help you, actually. no matter what it took. he could see it, the pistol under your belt. thought it was cute when he clutched it, damn near made his heart melt. “i’ll take you anywhere, don't run,” what what he said. you took the offer, out of luck to spend.

he asked you, “wanna see the west with me?” love was out there, and he couldn’t leave it be. he drove fast, you could feel the wind in your hair. everything was gone—every issue, the need to care. love never meant much to you, but you agreed, “sure, maybe i’ll find love, too.”

you could feel your heart beat as you made your way to seoul. maybe you were healing, you could feel it in your soul. you remembered thanking god for time well spent, with your hands pressed together, jungkook saw how much it meant. asked if you believed in christ, you told him “sometimes, i do.” his gaze grew cautious, almost iced as you asked him, “what about you?” he didn’t answer at first, his stomach tying into a knot. then, he said, “even the iron still fears the rot.”

he didn’t care much about jesus, he just wanted to find love. he knew it was up to him, not the man above. you drove to find his lover, day and night. every little diner saw you, and things just felt right. when the moments were still in motels that were cheap, it was then that you noticed something that made your heart leap. you had started to see jungkook in a different light. for the first time since you were young, he was a man who didn't bite. told you, “i haven’t left busan in a long time, but now that i’m with you, it feels like a good sign.” could've sworn god was real when he felt you—tight, welcoming and warm, too. you loved yourself for sinning, something you were used to.

maybe it was real, you wanted it to be. you took your chances and risked it for everyone to see. thinking god had your back, just had to keep your faith all along. just like mommy once said, “put your trust in god and all your burdens will be gone.” you had lived through so much, this was a chance like no other. a love that no one could give, not even your own brother.

blessed be the daughters, suffering eternal through the sins of their fathers. blessed be their whore mothers, crying and angry with bated in a motionless ferry. blessed be the children, each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence that says they’ve won. blessed be you, girl, promised to him by a man who only felt hatred for you again and again. you were your father’s girl just for a while, but he left you the curse that made him hostile. the man who felt hatred must’ve been him, he had given what was taken. then again, it could’ve have been god, maybe satan. you could barely tell the difference between them, that much was blatant.

forgive me father, for i have fallen in love. it wasn’t love, it was never love. but he had stopped listening long ago, the man above. you were foolish to think he was on your side, what you should’ve done was run and hide. but it was too late, your cards were dealt, something too long has passed since you last felt.

he was cruel to you, but it was all knew. what was the worst that could happen to a girl that was already hurt? you noticed the cross on the wall with a frown, since he had turned it upside down. he was a believer, that wasn’t a lie. he loved the man who opposed the sky. maybe it wasn’t his fault, he wanted love with a golden hue, but too many times had he watched daddy beat her black and blue. i want a love like that, he thought. he would get it from you and leave you to rot.

the chamber was dirty, the world was ending, yet you seemed to be the only one fending. the cuffs were tight and your body was bare, but to him it was right, he didn’t care. he liked it when you were scared. you didn’t fear for long, to jungkook’s surprise. he had stopped seeing tears in your eyes. instead, you felt something you hadn’t in a bit. it was the feeling you felt each time you got hit.

you wanted more, everything he had to give. you wanted more, it didn’t matter if you’d live. he had all of his options and still chose you, but he was sweet in ways no one knew. when he’d kept you fed and warm overnight, even if it meant beating you black and white. he’d clean up your scar and wrap it up nice, but every gesture meant a bigger price.

you were raw, exposed, as you hung from the wall. you were broken, bleeding, because he had done it all. don’t talk to strangers or you might fall in love, that love will be there when push turns to shove. he didn’t give a damn about you, that much you knew. he wanted you to hurt for what your faith had put him through. even the iron still feared the rot, hiding from something you couldn't stop.

licking your wounds, it was all you could do. counting your blessings until he was finished with you. you counted your curses until he was done, but the list just continued on. he wanted to hurt you, he thought it was fair. he was his daddy’s boy, and you weren't going anywhere.

✧.*

[theinfernalsanctuary]

How exactly does hell work as a type of afterlife for the satanist? When I was reading Rev. Cain’s books, I noticed him constantly mentioning hell, but he didn’t really go into detail about the afterlife. I know satanists don’t focus on what comes after because it’s the here and now that matters at the moment, but I personally want to know because the topic fascinates me. What do you think will happen to you and those who walk this path once you all are dead? What will the afterlife in hell be like? Is it something like heaven, where you’re constantly “happy” and do nothing but praise satan, or will it be like earth 2, electric boogaloo??

First thing's first, my interpretation of different religious works and how they depict Hell may be different from someone else's, my interpretation is in no way the "correct" one and you are more than welcome to take this with a grain of salt.

From what I've read, known from my Christian youth, and have come to know through various other means, Hell is very much the eternal party. I don't believe this to mean that everyone is that fake happy that you see when you walk into a church, but it doesn't mean that anyone who is there as one of Lord Satan's disciples is eternally suffering.

Hell, in most religious works, is depicted as having a teir system, the topmost teir being where followers and devils alike spend their afterlife and the subsequent rings below being where thoes who did not make it to Heaven but did not devote themselves to Satan go to face their punishment. That's not to say that everyone who is sent to Hell is immediately sent to torment, they're given an option, they can stand by the God who sent them there, or they can devote themselves to Satan and be spared. I'm sure there's limits to who is given that option, especially when you take severity into account, but I have no authority in trying to impose the idea of where the line is drawn.

As for the idea that all one would do is praise Satan all day, while that would be a good way of spending your time, I don't see that as being required. Satan is the true father of free will, and one of our core tenants is autonomy, and in that, I don't see him willingly forcing people to spend all their time praising him. Praise ultimately comes in many forms, though, so that would also be left up to the individual.

This is a very good question. Thank you for taking the time to ask and being patient with my response.

[th3r34l-k1ng0f-h3ll]

Love At First Flame (Pip x Damien fanfic) (chapter six)

Guys theyre slowly becoming friends 👹👹

Pip finished the last page of Damien's homework, looking over at him "i finished !!" he smiled, patting the finished homework excitedly "oh uh.. Good job" Damien mumbled, looking down at his phone quietly "why thank you, Damien!" Pip replied, standing up from the desk calmly, "..may I sit next to you?" Pip asked, "oh.. Sure but dont sit too close" Damien mumbled, his demon tail thumping against the bed a bit , Pip smiled, sitting down next to Damien , looking over at him "what are you doing?" Pip asked,, as Damien looked up at him "I dunno, I'm scrolling through Tiktok.. I'm bored" Damien mumbled, when his dad knocked on the door "damien? Who're you talking to?" he asked, "no one!" Damien replied, when Satan opened the door and gasped "a.. FRIEND?!" Satan smiled happily "NO!!1!1! ME AND PIP ARENT FRIENDS-" Damien shouted as Pip watched "Pip! Thats his name? Oh well welcome Pip! I'm glad you were able to befriend my son! He's very anti-social-" Damien growled "WE ARENT FRIENDS !1!1!!2!!! UGHHHH" Damien was angy. Pip chuckled, "oh my, calm down Damien.." he smiled, trying not to laugh, "whatever.." Damien grumbled, plopping back onto his bed as he looked at his phone, Satan smiled, happy his son was finally interacting with another living being "well then, I'll leave you two alone!" he closed the door, silently celebrating, as Pip looked over at Damien "your father seems nice!" he smiles "he has submitted thousands and millions of dead souls to eternal torment. I wouldnt call him 'nice'." Damien growled

"….oh!" Pip replied

[funeralpartyclown]

first, i gotta let you know that i found u on ao3 and immediately remade a blog after almost 5 yrs of being off of tumblr so. thanks for ruining my sobriety lol

BUT UHHHHH do u think dale likes being called daddy? (i'm so sorry if that's disgusting but,,, if the shoe fits)

what do u think his fav, most filthy lines are in bed?

Welcome back,, what an insane thing this must be to come back too 😭

he absolutely would, any sort of authoritative term. (Daddy, father, master, sir, while writing this I imagine. If you got into it the way like. bdsm couples do? and called him that regularly... Imagine accidentally referring to him as that in front of someone you know or in public. God I want him to humiliate me so bad.)

I think it would feed into the whole thing I’ve talked about where he’s spent so long serving satan and being a puppet that the feeling of having control over you, being to you what the devil is to him, it would drive him crazy.

I think, based on the fact he had like. 5 minutes of screen time yet said the word tits 3 times. He’d go on about yours in disgusting ways. Or talk about how he wants to ruin you, and I feel like he would tend to diverge into nonsense and make zero sense with half the things he’s saying and all you can really make out of it is deranged and perverse.

[sodobabe]

The Beginning of our Hotheaded Loverboy PT. 1

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY

A/N: I’ve been wanting to write more Dew fics. This one is a work in progress so consider this chapter one. Dew is very whiny in this part as he’s a new ghoul and is going through it. Let’s cut the ghoul a break. The ultimate goal for this is for it to be a Dew x Aether x GN reader. Please see warnings below as some of the stuff written is very heavy.

Trigger Warnings: suicide, mention of physical and sexual abuse of a minor, warning for readers who have Emetophobia (it’s not detailed but the action is mentioned).

Smut Warnings: slight humiliation, praise, ever so slight choking, Dew coming in his pants because he’s needy.

Enjoy, and please tell me if I missed warnings so I can add them!

Dewdrop was the ghoul that nobody wanted to mess with. He was hot headed and severely misunderstood. He had a troubled human life. Nobody knew his life story except for Aether.

He grew up an orphan, in and out of foster care. He had to put up a tough act from the very beginning. He never knew his father and lived with his drug abusing mother until she OD’d one day. The memory of finding his mom unconscious after coming home from picture day in the third grade is one that never leaves his mind and often results in nightmares. He was the one who had to call 911. At the age eight, he was always making sure his mom was laid on her side after she shot up whatever drug she could get her hands on. He knew how to cook for himself. He had to do everything for himself from then on out.

When he was placed in his first foster home, he thought he was in heaven. His foster parents spoiled him and made sure he was comfortable. He never had to cook for or fend for himself. Unfortunately, they could not keep him due to his foster mom being pregnant with twins so he went to another foster family. This family would be his own personal hell. The foster mom would beat him for not saying please or thank you. This actually sent him to the hospital multiple times for stitches. When asked what happened, he was conditioned to say he was clumsy. The foster father would groom him, often times resulting in sodomy of a minor or sexual assault if Dew said no. He was stuck with this family. He endured this torture for years until one night he had enough. He found an old belt that his foster mom would hit him with and went to his closet where he would inevitably end his own life. While nobody really grieved his death, his soul found comfort in the pits of hell. He felt like he belonged.

He had been an outsider his whole life. Always interested in things other people weren’t. One thing he loved to do was play guitar. Sometimes after school, he would go to the local music shop and play to his heart’s content. Well, now that he was in Hell, he was able to enjoy all of the things he secretly did in his human life.

He had heard about certain people being summoned to the ‘top side’ by a man often known as Copia. He heard rumors that this Copia figure was looking for musicians for his band. Dew didn’t know much about being summoned or what even being topside meant, he just knew that he would be content with whatever was thrown his way.

As luck would have it, Dew’s faithful day arrived. Satan himself approached the guitarist and told him he was being summoned. Dew wasn’t sure what that entailed but he was eager to find out if it meant he got to play guitar and show off his skills in the human world without actually being human. Before he knew it, he found himself in a dark dungeon-like room, his body aching.

“Fuck me, what the hell happened,” he muttered to himself.

“Oh, good. You’re awake,” Aether, a fellow ghoul called out from the corner.

”Wh-where am I?” Dew spoke with confusion in his voice.

“Welcome to the abbey. You’ve been out cold for a while, that’s not uncommon with new ghouls right after summoning. You’re going to be sore, that’s why I’m here. Consider me your death coach. Kinda like a life couch but since we aren’t humans, make it death,” Aether said with a chuckle. He thought he was the funny one.

“I’m Aether, by the way. I play, or played rhythmic guitar in the band. Now I’m the touring nurse and head nurse at the infirmary. I’m a quintessence ghoul. You’ll learn more about your ghoul quality as you regain your strength. For now, let’s get you to your room so you can rest on something a little bit more comfortable than this awful concrete floor,” Aether continued.

With that, Aether scooped up Dew and carried him back to the den. Dew’s eyes were taking in the surroundings. Once they went through the doors of the den, he felt other eyes on him. He looked around and noticed four other ghouls staring at him from the couch in the common area.

“Who are they?” He whispered to Aether.

”Oh, those are the other ghouls. We can do introductions tomorrow. Right now, my main goal is to make sure you gain your strength back after a harsh summoning,” Aether said as he carried the new fire/water ghoul through the door to his room.

“This is your room. You can decorate it however you want. We just ask that you try not to dirty it up as Copia’s rats will find their way in here and get lost,” Aether said as he placed Dew down in his nest.

“Are you going to stay with me?” Dew asked, curling up into a ball.

”Would you like me to?” Aether replied.

Dew nodded his head and Aether crawled into the nest and brought Dew to his chest, holding him tight. Aether knew how rough a summoning was. He knew what the process could do to one’s body. He wasn’t about to let the new ghoul go through the process alone. Dew relaxed against the warmth of Aether’s body, breathing a sigh of relief as some of the pain went away thanks to Aether’s quintessence. Before he knew it, he was fast asleep, his body preparing for a brand new life starting tomorrow.

Dew started to stir from a nightmare. Even in his human life, he was riddled with anxiety while he slept. His troubling past never left his mind. Aether woke up to the sound of Dew whimpering. He pulled the new ghoul close to him and gently rocked him.

”Shhh, Dew, you’re okay. You’re safe,” Aether whispered to the still asleep Dew.

Dew grew more antsy, now kicking his legs. Aether had no choice but to wake him.

”Dew, wake up,” he spoke softly. Nothing.

”Dewdrop, hey, wake up buddy,” he said, a little louder.

This caught Dew’s attention, startling him awake. He was now holding his chest as he tried to fill his aching lungs with air.

”Hey, it’s okay. I’ve got you,” Aether cooed as he ran his fingers through Dew’s hair.

Dew started sobbing into Aether’s chest.

”Dew, hey, it’s okay. It was just a dream. You are safe. Nothing is going to happen to you,” Aether said as he held Dew close and gently rocked him.

Once Dew’s breathing was manageable, Aether sat up with the new ghoul in his lap.

”Care to tell me what that was about so I know how to help?” Aether softly asked.

“You can’t tell anyone. You have to swear you won’t tell anyone,” Dew begged.

”Hey, whatever you tell me Dew, stays between us. I swear to Satan on that promise,” Aether reassured.

“It’s my foster dad. He-“ Dew suddenly felt like he couldn’t breathe again.

”Dew, just breathe. Take your time. You’ve got this. You are in control right now. You lead the conversation,” Aether said as he tucked Dew’s long blonde hair behind his ear.

Dew took a large deep breath and relaxed against the quintessent ghoul.

”My foster dad. He would abuse me. He would do sexual things to me. I have these nightmares that are just never ending memories of what he did to me. I don’t know how to stop them,” Dew muttered out as tears became more evident in his eyes again.

“Oh, Dewy, I’m so sorry that happened to you. Is there anything I can do to help you with these memories?” Aether question, tears now forming in his eyes as he felt like his heart was shattering for the new ghoul.

“I- I don’t know. Everyone always told me to go to therapy but I was too scared to go alone,” Dew replied.

”I’ll go with you, Dew. I go to therapy to help with my troubles. Not only is Copia a great leader, he is also a wonderful and sympathetic therapist. He will know exactly how to help in this situation,” Aether said as he laid back down on the bed with Dew curled up on his chest.

The two of them fell back asleep and woke up a few hours later. Dew woke up feeling like his skin was on fire. He was sweating profusely. He didn’t know what was happening so he decided to wake Aether up.

“Aether?” Dew asked quietly as he nudged the sleeping quint.

“Hmmm?” Aether mumbled as he rolled over to face the panicked ghoul.

”I think I’m sick. Something is wrong. I’m burning up,” Dew muttered out.

Aether sat up and let out a yawn before a stretch. He placed his hand on Dew and jumped back due to the burning sensation on the back of his hand.

“Ah, that was fast. Your powers are setting in. You’re a Fire and Water ghoul hybrid so you are going to feel hot and sweaty,” Aether said as he got out of bed.

”I’m going to go get Copia and a bottle of water for you,” he continued as he left the room.

Dew was miserable. He laid back down against the pillows but he felt like he was going to overheat and die. He didn’t want any of his clothes on. He stripped down to his boxers and just laid there, waiting for Aether to get back with water. He wasn’t sure what exactly meant to be a Fire and Water ghoul hybrid but he figured he would find out soon enough.

”Dew? Are you decent?” Aether asked through the door.

”Yeah, just in my boxers,” Dew mumbled in agony.

Aether came in, followed by Copia. Dew sat up and looked eagerly at the multiple water bottles in Aether’s arms.

”Here, but drink it slowly,” Aether instructed as he sat down with the water ghoul, pulling him against his cool body.

Dew let out a sigh of relief at the contact. He was able to feel some comfort as he chugged the water.

”Dew, I said to drink it sl-“ Aether started to say before he was cut off by Dew throwing the water up all over the bed.

”Slowly,” Aether continued as he got up.

Dew started crying at the loss of contact from Aether’s cool body and due to the fact he just ruined the blankets and sheets on the bed.

“My ghoul, it is okay. Accidents happen,” Copia soothed the agonized Dew.

”Aether tells me that you have nightmares and that your new powers are settling in?” Copia asks as he brushes the ghoul’s hair behind his ear.

“Aeth, you swore not to tell,” Dew said with anger and betrayal in his voice.

”Dew, relax, I didn’t tell him what the nightmares were about. I wouldn’t let you down that fast,” Aether said as he went to put the bedding in the laundry.

“Would you care to tell me about them? Maybe I can be of assistance?” Copia asked, drawing Dew’s attention back to him.

“I don’t want to talk unless Aether is here,” he said as he laid his ears back.

“I understand. We can wait for him to get back,” Copia reassured the clearly stressed out ghoul.

It didn’t take long for Aether to get back. He laid back down on the bed and pulled the hot ghoul against his chest once more. Dew let out another sigh of relief as he was getting comfortable and slowly sipped the next bottle of water.

”Alright, are you ready to tell me?” Copia asked as he sat down on the bed.

”In my past life, I was in foster care. My last foster parents abused me. My foster mom would beat me for any reason. My foster dad would sexually abuse me. They were the reason I died. I took my own life with the belt my foster mother would beat me with. I was hoping the nightmares that I had when I was a human would stay in the past life, but I guess that was not the case,” Dew babbled out.

”Oh, I am so sorry you went through that, my poor little ghoul,” Copia said.

”This is why I don’t like to be alone. I fear they will find me. I know that is impossible but I can’t help the paranoia,” Dew continued.

”That is okay, may I suggest something to the two of you?” Copia asked.

Aether and Dew both nodded.

“Aeth, why don’t you move into Dew’s room or vice versa. That way Dew never has to be in a room alone with his thoughts?” Copia suggested.

”I’d be more than happy to do that. Dew, is that okay with you?” Aether asked.

”Yes, please. I don’t want to be alone. Aether is my only friend I’ve ever had,” Dew muttered out.

’Very well. You two get that figured out, and I want to start a weekly therapy meeting for you, Dew. And don’t worry, Aether can come with you,” Copia said as he got up off the bed to leave.

Dew was still relaxing against Aether when Aether tried to reposition the ghoul. He let out a hiss, and Aether, a chuckle.

“Dew, relax, I’m just repositioning myself,” Aether said as he reached between him and Dew, adjusting his growing cock in his boxers.

Dew felt Aether’s cock pressing against his back and felt his body getting hotter. He was getting flustered with himself for not being able to control whatever it was he was feeling.

“Fucking damnit. I can’t fucking do this,” Dew said as he pushed off of Aether and stood up.

”Dew, just take a breather,” Aether tried to calm him.

”I can’t. I feel like my skin is melting off of my body. I am having these thoughts I have never had before and it’s all just too fucking much,” Dew spat out.

Aether knew exactly what thoughts Dew was talking about. Being a ghoul meant that you had a higher sex drive, for some ghouls, even for members of the same gender. Aeth knew all about this but he could sense that even his own sexual needs became needier since Dew came around. Was Dew the mate Aether had always heard about? Ghoul’s couldn’t choose their mates. They were summoned for the ghouls when Copia thought they were ready. For instance, Copia summoned Rain as a mate for Swiss but Rain is also a contributing member of the band.

Dew started to ramble on a bit more about how he felt. Aether was trying to think of ways to get the fired up (pun intended) ghoul to calm down. That’s when he just let his hormones get the best of him. He got up off the bed, walked over to Dew, grabbed him by the throat and passionately kissed him. This caught Dew off guard but he gave in and relaxed against the much larger ghoul. Aether picked him up and carried him over to the bed, never breaking the kiss. Dew was holding onto Aether’s back devouring the kiss. This caused Aether to ever so slightly grind his hips against Dew’s abdomen, drawing a moan from the hybrid’s lips.

”Dew, we need to talk,” Aether said as he came up for air.

Dew was panting after the loss of contact but was coherent enough to nod his head to acknowledge that he was listening.

”I think, I love you,” Aether said, avoiding eye contact with Dew.

Dew was now a bright red and left speechless.

“Wha- what do you mean you love me? I’m not lovable. That’s impossible. You only just met me,” Dew finally babbled out after slowing his breathing.

“Dew, there are things that you don’t know yet. I’m about to explain a big one to you. Some of these things may explain the way you feel,” Aether said as he sat down next to Dew.

”As ghouls, we have mates. Copia has files from Satan and he has a power that can tell who is who’s mate and he summons them. Two of the ghouls here are mates, Swiss and Rain. What I am feeling right now is the way Swiss said he felt when Rain was summoned for him. I feel like I cannot leave you alone. I feel like I have known you for my entire lives, both human and in death. I have been rock fucking hard since you got here, which is uncommon for me because I am the least sexually motivated ghoul that is currently here. I literally feel like I am on the brink of orgasm standing here. Another aspect of this feeling is being irritable. Swiss said that your emotions for your mate are all over the place and are so high that it makes you want to crawl out of your skin. We, as ghouls, cannot control who our mate is. It is someone that our souls have a bond with and that bond cannot be broken unless we were to die,” Aether explained.

”Is that why I’m angry? I have all of these emotions surging through me and I just thought it was from the summoning. I feel like I need to cum but it’s almost as if I can’t. I also feel like I’ve known you forever and I was hoping the feeling would go away because I know I am unlovable, but part of me wants to be shown the love,” Dew explained.

”Dew, you are not unlovable. You just never had your soulmate in your lifetime. I’m here now. We have each other now. If you want to take some time to process all of this new information, I under-“ Aether explained before he was cut off by Dew.

”Don’t leave me, Aeth. I just got you, I can’t lose you already. Don’t go, I- I need you. So fucking bad,” Dew growled out.

”Okay, I won’t leave. I’m right here,” Aether said as he hugged the little ghoul.

“Does this mean we are dating?” Dew asked, shyly.

”Only if you want it to mean that. For Swiss and Rain, that’s how they view it,” Aether suggested.

Dew nodded his head and resumed kissing Aether. He wasn’t sure what overcame him. Before he knew it, he had his hands in Aether’s pants, slowly stroking the quintessence ghoul’s dick, pulling sweet, soft moans from his lips. This got Dew all worked up, he felt like he was going to cum in his own pants.

”Fuck, Aeth, I think I’m gonna cu-“ Dew said before his own body cut him off.

Thick ropes of cum coated the material of his boxers over his crotch, leaving a pattern of wet spots from the stick secretment.

“Fuck, such a good boy for me, that’s so hot. Love watching you lose control in your pants before you could even pull your dick out,” Aether praised as he nibbled on Dew’s ear.

Dew moaned as his body dealt with the big release. He was limp in Aether’s lap now. Aether got up and pulled Dew’s boxers off, wiping up any remnants of his seed, and threw them in the dirty clothes basket. Aether went into the bathroom to release his own loud, moaning for Dew in the process, before returning and tucking the sleepy ghoul into the nest with a back up blanket from the hall closet.

“Dew, baby, I’m going to go get us some food and something to drink. Are you okay staying here or do you want me to get one of the ghoul’s to bring us something?” Aether asked as he sat on the edge of the bed.

“Can someone bring us something? I don’t want to get up but I also don’t want you to leave quite yet,” Dew said as he held onto Aether’s arm.

“Sure thing, baby boy,” Aether said and winked at Dew, causing his dick to twitch.

Aether picked up his phone and texted Rain:

TO Waterboy: Hey, sweet thing, think you can do me a favor and bring some Gatorade, nuggets, and Mac n Cheese to Dew’s room. He’s spent but doesn’t want me to leave yet.

Dew questioned the use of the term ‘sweet thing’ from Aether to Rain.

“You will soon find out that we all flirt with each other. We also all fuck each other. Swiss shares his mate. I personally, don’t want to share you quite yet. The flirting is just a friendly ghoul thing. You will get used to it,” Aether explained as he chuckled and laid down with the sleepy hybrid.

FROM Waterboy: Sure thing, big daddy.

Aether set his phone down and pulled the sleeping ghoul into his side, allowing Dew’s head to rest on his chest. He dozed off for a bit until he heard a soft knock on the door. This startled Dew, causing him to cling to Aether and flip his ears up to attention.

“It’s okay, Dew, it’s just Rain with our food and drinks,” Aether says as he rubs Dew’s back.

“Come in, Rainy boy,” Aether instructed.

Swiss opened the door for Rain and the two of them entered the dark bedroom. Dew laid his ears back and tightened his grip on Aether.

“Dew, they’re not taking me from you. It is okay. They just want to meet you,” Aether said, grabbing Dew’s hand and giving it a squeeze.

Dew relaxed a bit as Rain handed him and Aether the food and drinks.

“Can we sit?” Swiss asked.

”Yeah, go ahead. I figured we could do introductions slowly today since he’s still pretty timid and clinging to me,” Aether explained.

Swiss and rain pulled up bean bags and sat on the floor next to the bed.

”So, you’re Dew, the new hybrid that Copia has been talking about. We’ve heard you are a great guitar player as well as a lil hot headed,” Swiss chuckled.

”I wouldn’t say I’m a great guitarist but the hot headed portion is right,” Dew snarked back with a smile.

”Well, I’m Swiss, this is Rain. I’m a multi ghoul meaning I have more than two powers. Rainy baby here is a water ghoul so you and him could talk about some of your powers,” Swiss suggested.

”I see you’re clinging to our beloved Aether here. Aeth did Copia finally treat you?” Swiss continued.

”Yes. About fucking time. I’ve been proving to him I’ve been ready for my mate. Now I have the love of my life with me all the time,” Aether said before giving Dew a kiss, causing him to relax a bit.

“Congrats, man. And Dew, treat our favorite ghoul well, please,” Rain chimed in.

“Thanks, Rainy baby, can you send Mountain to us in a couple of hours. We are going to eat and take a nap so Dew baby here can gain some strength and help settle the emotional chaos that is his brain right now,” Aether suggested.

Swiss and Rain both nodded. Swiss got up from the bean bag and yanked Rain up with him before slapping the water ghoul’s ass and telling him to go to their room.

”He’s kinda scary,” Dew said as he dipped his nugget in ketchup.

”Who? Swiss?” Aether said with a giggle.

”He’s really nice once you get to know him. He just tries to be tough guy because of his past, kind of like you,” Aether reassured the ghoul.

“What’s your story?” Dew asked in between bites of his food.

”Dew, my love. That is a story for another time. Right now, let’s just relax and enjoy each other’s company. What would you like to watch on TV?” Aether asked as he turned the tv on.

”Can we watch Grey’s Anatomy?” Dew asked as he continued eating.

Aether nodded his head as his mouth was full of food. He turned on the tv and they ate their food while just silently enjoying each other’s company. Aether had noticed that Dew had finished his food and went to ask if the hybrid wanted more. As he turned his head to ask, he realized that Dew was leaning back in the pillows, fast asleep. He smiled to himself and put both of their plates on the nightstand next to the nest. Aether turned the tv down and laid down with his mate, pulling him to his chest, resulting in a low pur coming from the little sleeping ghoul. Aether was content. He figured he would be perfectly happy just working around the abbey and for the band but now he had someone to spend his time with whom he loved dearly. All of these happy thoughts made it easier for him to fall asleep. Before he knew it, he was back into his dreamland which all seemed like reality now that he had his mate with him.

[tsukii0002]

Here i am again 😻, what about a religious mc who wont will accept shit of anyone especially belphine, satan and lucifer, she is always carrying a mini bible, a water gun with holy water and a salt shaker.

This is how i imagine when they met

Dia: Welcome to-

Mc: Sush, know that day ill come *take the water gun, the lord is in my side

Lucifer: Wtf💀

Probably all the brothers exept belphine and lucifer: Lmao

Our beloved demons find their nemesis in the human exchange student. How ironic. So here are some situations whit a religious Mc.

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Mc: you are evil because you don't know God, you don't hear his word.

Lucifer: MC you are talking about my father, we are literally in hell.

Mc: ... Damn it's true

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Mc:*reading a passage from their bible* With these words I am about to exorcise you.

Belphie: If you think something like that works on me, you're dumber than I thought.

Mc: ...

Belphie: ...

Mc: *they proceeds to hit him repeatedly with the bible*

Belphie: stop human!! Sorry!!! No!! The water gun no!!!

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Asmo:Have you ever thought of falling into temptation Mc? *seductively grinning* you know? It's amazing how good one feels when he sins.

Mc: I eat the sins and purify them in my body, Asmodeus, there is nothing that can tempt me * looking directly into his eyes*

Asmo:...

Asmo: Lucifer!!! I'm scared of this human.

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Diavolo: come on Mc, I'm not that bad!!

Mc: you are a demon.

Diavolo : At least I don't discriminate against other demons because of their sex, skin color, person they love or religion.

Mc:...

Mc: I'll give you that, you win this time demon prince.

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Some demon buying Luke

Luke: leave me alone!!

Demon: and what are you gonna do if I don't?

A wild Mc appears with a chair soaked in holy water ready to hit the demon.

Mc: The blood of Christ has power.

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Mammon: human stop that!!! I'm a demon!!!

Mc: *holding their Holly water gun* nu, nu you are too innocent to be a demon, so I'll help you get back on track.

Mammon: I'm the avatar of greed!!! It's natural for me to bet.

Mc: *shoots him* nu, nu, bad boy, not gambling

Mammon: Mc!!!!

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This is hilarious. And since I can only think of someone religious as the old ladies of my village... This Mc is like them, a bit chaotic.

Thanks @ladykaolin I had a lot of fun writing this

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[readreactrant]

Hello, just want to say, thanks for your recs and reviews. I started Yatagarasu because of you, and I love it so much.....The story and characters are all amazing... I did not see the plot twist at all until the end....

Also, Yukiya and Wakamiya's dynamics are just so great....Found a new fav ship from the series....Thanks again, @readreactrant ....🤩😆

Oh, have you watched "Delico's Nursery" (maybe you'll like it, too)....?

Tf is a Delico's Nursery?!

Is what I would ask if I was uncultured 😏

More on that soon.

Dnana my precious you are very welcome, and I'm so happy you like Yatagarasu, helping people find some underrated shows they'll enjoy is definitely something I can’t help but be a lil stupid passionate about. Especially in a season that just seems to be choked with generic isekai and het incest/pseudo incest romance anime.

The queers, when will our generic gay isekai incest fantasy start 🥲😭 (More on Wistoria wand and sword in another post.)

Glad you like the ship too, let us all manifest them becoming popular so we might have some fics, fanart and doujins 🙏

I'd do it all myself but I'm in a writing slump and my art could give Satan nightmares.

Moving on lmao...Delico's Nursery is...all I would ever want from a vampire centred baby sitting anime.

I genuinely wanted to talk about this when I had draft and screenchots sorted out but fuck it we ball!

Imagine Buddy Daddies but Vampires with four dumbass homosexual fathers instead of two!!! What more can you ask for?!

"But Ren, they have/had wives 🤓☝"

Have a cup of whimsy once in a while is all I say to that.

If I had to pick 2 things I gripe with it very rarely those would be the names and the way the animation does my boys' faces so dirty at times.

They literally look like they're in agony in some still frames so be prepared for the plot, the ✨DRAMAAA✨ and character interactions to do some heavy lifting at times. Settings though are drop dead gorgeous with the most immersive atmospheric feel to them, everywhere is so washed and somber like I'd expect a vampire world to be, no shade to Case study of Vanitas, execution is key and both shows are nailing their moods for me.

Now for the names...tf name's their child Dali Delico??? Sounds like some Italian deserted I'd eat without hesitation.

Know who else I'd eat (out) without hesitation???

Gayhard Fra. (I know that's not how his name is spelt but it might as well be correct).

He is blond, he's a tsundere and his outfit is literally too sexy for me to think straight. Full coverage ain't hiding that snatched waist and the fact he would degrade me only makes it hotter. Not mention his son is absolutely the most adorable thing ever oh my God 🥰😍

Other members in our team of hopeless dads are *checks notes* Dino Classico and Henrique Lorca.....

All I have to say is, Behind the name probs wasn't used in the writer's room cuz these might have a sort of relation to the characters but they sound dumb, I'm sorry 😶

Now I'm done dissing names and simping for Gayhartron, go and watch Delico's Nursery I BEG OF YOU, ITS ACTUALLY GOOD RN. I really don't think it'll be disappointing but what will be is if we don't get a season two cuz it didn't turn a profit so move move move!!!

I don't have much to say rn without spoiling cuz this show is definitely something you should watch for yourself, unlike buddy Daddies though, I know it won't be for everyone, especially the animation. It seems like it's an anime original, or adapted from a stage play (I might be thinking of another show don't sue me) cuz I couldn't find a manga on my sites, so yeah if things don't end this season, our chances of getting more hang in the balance.

The opening is a bop though so stay every episode for that and the cute kids if nothing else interests you.

Thanks for reading my word vomit as always, and Dnana it's a pleasure anytime 💕

[conjuring-ghouls]

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[watchingspnagain]

Rewatching Sympathy for the Devil

Welcome to “Sexy Dom Murder Cas and Unhinged Possibly Queer Expert German Cuckoo Clock Repairmen: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

Up today, s5e1: Sympathy for the Devil

Luci anesti and the boys are left reeling from poor Sammy’s massive fail. But while they’re struggling to navigate this new phase in their brotherly relationship, the hits just keep on coming: Bobby, while possessed, plays on Sam’s sense of self-loathing, and then Dean finds out that *he’s* the sword of Michael, meant to become his vessel in the Final Battle. He gives the asshat angels a big NOPE and is trying to deal with the immediate and violent fallout from that decision when Cas swoops in with his sexy dom voice and rescues them. Meanwhile, back at the Satan Ranch, Luci is busy gaslighting his own potential vessel. It’s about to get real, y’all.

[and we begin:]

Lor:

many many guitar chords

Mace:

HA!

Lor:

nnnnnng Cas

Mace:

YES

Lor:

the way they both grab onto the other's jacket

Mace:

YES

Dean’s first thought is Cas. But yeah, they’re just buds.

Lor:

YEP

"well. my HEAD hurts"

Mace:

HA

Lor:

oh Dean. "are you sure"

Mace:

oh man

Lor:

"Cas, you stupid bastard"

Mace:

YES

Lor:

ew ZACH

Mace:

ASSHAT

Lor:

YEEEES

"maybe we let it happen" ug

Mace:

Dean’s collar is UBERPOPPED

Lor:

YAAAAS

because he has the ATTITUDE

Mace:

CRAM IT WITH WALNUTS

Lor:

"cram it with walnuts, ugly" OMG

Mace:

i need to work that into my daily vernacular

Lor:

HAAAAAHAHAHAHA

YES  

oh zach do NOT call Dean son

Mace:

right?

Lor:

"you listen to me, boy" oh now Dean's REALLY not gonna do anything you say

Mace:

oh look, they underestimated Dean. Fun.

Lor:

"I learned that from my friend Cas you son of a bitch"

"supernatural methadone"

Mace:

HAHAHA

Lor:

oh boys

Mace:

yep

I’m so glad we’re getting to the Luci era

Lor:

YES

this dude plays the most unhinged possibly queer expert German cuckoo clock repairman on one ep of Northern Exposure and it is a TRIP

Mace:

wow. that is a NICHE role

Lor:

RIGHT?

ug. Becky

Mace:

snork

Lor:

BECKY YOUR IMAGINATION IS CLEARLY DEFICIENT

Mace:

SNORK

Lor:

omg Dean's eyebrow raise when she says the demon stuff was getting old

Mace:

HAHAHAHA

Her tastes are on point, though

Lor:

Ahem

she SHOULD get her hands off your Sammy though

Mace:

I mean, I want to slap her hand away from Sam’s chest but only because I want mine there...

HAHAHAHA

Lor:

LOL

"I heard, Romeo" I LOVE BOBBY

Mace:

YES

Oh SAMMY. THAT FACE.

Lor:

RIGHT?

Mace:

oh GOD THAT. FAAACCCEEE

Lor:

he is so GUILT

Mace:

So. Flipping. Hot.

I like the parallel between Bobby’s “boy” and the angel’s

Lor:

omg his EYES

Mace:

although, BACK THE FUCK OFF, BOBBY

Lor:

mmhmmm

Mace:

BOBBY I WILL KICK YOU SQUARE IN THE NUTS

Lor:

LOLOLOL

castle on a hill of 42 dogs

I love it

Mace:

OH! I’ve been bamboozled!!

Lor:

YOU HAVE

(I remembered)

Mace:

How did I not remember this?

Lor:

DEAN SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER

Mace:

(well, how many times have you watched this ep?)

Lor:

Bobby only tolerated John bc he was their father. Come on, Dean

mmm. five?

Mace:

yeah, so quit with the smug

Lor:

LOLOLOLOLOL

Mace:

MY FAVORITE MEG

Lor:

YES

GET YOUR FILTHY LIPS OFF OF DEAN

Lor:

ooooof. Poor Dean always having to talk possessed people he loves out of killing him

oh Nick. this is where you call a friend, buddy

Mace:

yeah

Lor:

friends don't let friends get gaslit into saying yes to Lucifer

Mace:

poor Sammy. he really needs some comforting in this ep

Lor:

he really does

and I know this is exactly what Bobby would want them to do, but I hate that they have to leave him alone in the hospital

Mace:

yeah

Lor:

"oh thank god, the angels are here" DEAN

Mace:

HAHAHAHA

Lor:

oh Dean

"it's you, chucklehead"

Mace:

YAS

Lor:

I LOVE THIS WHOLE MYTHOLOGY SO MUCH IT IS DUMB AND SO PERFECT ALL AT ONCE

BACK OFF ZACH

Mace:

HAHAHA YES

simpering wad of insecurity and self-loathing. that’s a little on the nose

Lor:

THE ONLY ANGEL ALLOWED TO SPEAK TRUTH TO DEAN IS CAS

because he is Dean's shield

(I LOVE IT SO MUCH)

Mace:

YEP

oooh, smarty DeanDean

Lor:

"you need my consent" I LOVE IT

YES

Mace:

omg those little winks

AM DED

“on the other hand, eat me.” HAHAHAHA

Lor:

he's a smarty smarty and everyone always underestimates him

YAAAAAAS

omg his voice when he says no

Mace:

YES

Lor:

STOP TOUCHING DEAN

Mace:

MY GOD CAS IS HOT

Lor:

YAYAYAYAY CAS

YES HE IS

Mace:

MURDER CAS IS HOTTIE CAS

Lor:

RIGHT?!

omg someone give Sam back his lungs 

I love it when he BAMFs

Mace:

SNORK

Lor:

lookit his hair all mussed and his coat all disarrayed

Mace:

YESYESYES

OOoo he’s got his dom voice on

Lor:

"now put these boys back together and go" DED

Mace:

DED ONCE AGAIN

Lor:

so ded. on the floor. several times

staying down here on purpose. ahem

Mace:

CARVE MY RIBS NEXT PLS CAS

Lor:

"no I carved it into your ribs"

omg the difference bt Sam's and Dean's faces when he says that

Mace:

YES

Lor:

goddamn it, Cas, your boy has abandonment issues don't just LEAVE

Mace:

HAHAHA

Lor:

"sure. naturally. could you do me a favor, there, Satan" haaaaaahahahahaha

Mace:

YESYESYES I LOVE HIM

Lor:

so if Nick is also a vessel for Luci, does that mean that Sam and Dean are related to him somehow?

Mace:

yeah I’ve wondered that before

Lor:

actor is a real asshat but he does an AMAZING job at this

Mace:

he is?

Lor:

yeeeah

Mace:

what’d he do?

Lor:

well he's BIG into Ayn Rand

Mace:

Aha. enough said, then.

Lor:

yeaaaah

Mace:

what a putz.

Lor:

ooooh Bobby

Mace:

maybe nick is just a vessel on the level of Cas’s vessel, esp since he doesn’t last long before he starts breaking down

Lor:

"screw him, you'll be fine" I LOVE YOU DEAN

Mace:

YES

Lor:

yeah, that's true. the vessel falls apart fairly fast

"they can find their own planet" lololol DAD GAVE IT TO US, NOT THEM NYAAH

Mace:

a GED and a give-em-hell attitude. ADORABLE

Lor:

"a GED and a give em hell attitude"

YES

"it's been said"

Mace:

YES

oh Bobby. good on you

Lor:

"that was the demon talking"

YES

SO MUCH BETTER THAN JOHN

Mace:

omg that Sammy smile with the dimple

he is KILLING ME

Lor:

YES

"I'll fight. I'll fight to the last man." oh, hon

Mace:

both of these boys need therapy so hard

Lor:

RIGHT?!

Lor:

I hate when they get all grrr and can't get on the same page, but I do like this representation of the idea that sometimes you understand but still can't get past it

Mace:

yeah

although the Sam Girl in me thinks Dean’s being just a smidge of a whiny lil bitch here

Lor:

sigh

I AM SHOCKED

SHOCKED I SAY

Mace:

HAAAAAAHAHAHAHA