#demonic forces

[i-am-worm]

Inktober 52 2023 - Week 46 - 'Believe' BONUS

SO when I listen to 'MANOWAR - I Believe' - I always picture this church with a couple (in this case church mice) who's wedding gets taken over by (well-meaning) demonic forces who start singing a glorious chant.

It's not the priest they booked, but they eventually give 10/10 scores.

[savagegood]

[captn-duck-gremlin]

Like it all started when you and some friends decided to do some urban exploration, visiting a broken abandoned military base. Now while there your friends are of course being dumb, touching things with bare hands, no face coverings to protect them from whatever harmful things could be in the air, respect for the possible dead is on floor level with them. You on the other hand, you got gloves, a face mask just in case, you're apologizing to anything you bump into. You did the research, this place went down from an unexpected attack, so there might be a corpse around somewhere (or lingering spirit). You give a short prayer to anything that looks like a corpse, regardless if you follow in those beliefs or now; you just want to be respectful to the dead. And yes, this place is haunted. Obviously. Now the important part, at one point or another 4 damned souls have clung to you. You dont notice at first, you barely feel that buzz that you're being watched. But the first unnatural thing to happen to you starts in a dream, a weirdly detailed dream. You're a housewife in the 50s. Cute summer dress, lovely home, nice street. But it feels too real, the patterns on the walls stay perfect no matter how long you stare at them, you can read lines from books you've never seen before, you look at your hands and they don't look distorted like they usually are in dreams. Then a man walks through your front door like he owns the place, you don't recognise him. At all. Yet he speaks to you in such a nice rough voice from his cigars, calling you such sweet things. Treating you like his wife. Then after what felt like hours from playing housewife you wake up, confused to hell and back. You brush it off until the next night, where you're sucked into another oddly very detailed dream, but its so different. From housewife in the 50s to maiden in the ye old times. The man is different, instead of tough, friendly bearded husband, you now have dark knight with skull markings. Helmet stays on at all times, but despite the rough and scary armour and vibe, he treats you like you're the finest silk, the sweetest flower, like you'll shatter if he so much as looks at you wrong. And after living through that you wake up once again incredibly confused. Is this what the backrooms feel like? You don't know, you don't want to know. Night rolls around once more which you dread and sure enough another weird dream with a new life. Now, at a farmland on the outskirts of an old styled town, you got chickens, goats, two cows, some ducks and a bulky husband with a silly mohawk. You don't know what year it is, what century you're at, at this point you're just rolling with it. Husband got a nice accent, Scottish you might think it is. He's absolutely spoiling you, treating you like a princess for no reason. Not like you're complaining. After that dream, you wake up contemplating that you might be losing your mind. But no, you're just being haunted by demons who like spending time with you through your dreams. Moving on. 4th weird dream, this feels further up into recent years, maybe 2000s. Cute husband, looks like a sweetheart, is a sweetheart. His skin is darker from the other ones, but not like you could tell with Sir Skull and Bones. He has a smooth voice, could probably sweet talk a bear. Time with him was almost too sweet. You swore his pupils nearly went heart shaped when he looks at you. And like the rest of them, you wake up confused. And thats just how your nights go, things in the day go.. strangely.

Oh and quick reminder, don't run from them.

[celtrist]

He's learning, but Vaggie can get pretty creative with her traps.

[starry-bi-sky]

on a completely separate note; shizun luo binghe with a disciple shen yuan who fell into the abyss??? *thinks about LBH canonically stealing SQQ's corpse for 5 years* he'd hallucinate i think. like, like visual and audial hallucinations.

Keeps thinking he's seeing SQQ in the corner of his eyes, or wandering between the trees, amongst a group of disciples. Thinks he hears him calling for him, but its just the wind or another disciple.

Gets Xiu Ya reforged but patently fucking refuses to make a sword mound. Because his disciple Is Not Dead :))) There was No Body. He's Not Dead. And If You keep Insisting That He Is, He's Gonna Skewer You :). He's holding onto Xiu Ya so he can return his most favored disciple's sword when he returns. It's on his hip right next to Zheng Yang where it's supposed to be.

Also this motherfucker?? does not sleep btw. He has the image of SQQ, wide eyed and hysterical and standing at the mouth of the abyss burned into his fucking eyelids. Can't use the dreamscape to escape it either because he keeps trying to save him and either he does and it's an incredibly cruel trick to wake up to, or he doesn't and he gets his heart broken in several different pieces again.

There is no convincing this man that Shen Qingqiu is dead. Absolutely nothing at all. He is buried so deep in denial that moles would be jealous of how deep he is. He keeps making tea for two in the bamboo house only to remember that it's just him. SQQ's fans are hiding everywhere, little reminders of his presence. He goes to wake up SQQ on the mornings he sleeps in-- only to find the room empty.

[beddybites]

congratulations! its a boy! 🐍🍼

in which obanai gets turned into a baby and sanemi and giyuu have to take care of him

original premise / concept info

[ciderjacks]

despite Laios low self esteem making him think that if he’d been eaten, Chilchuck and Marcille wouldn’t have helped Falin,

theres a small part of me that thinks the reason Chilchuck stayed with the party and went back in the dungeon in the first place was because he didn’t want to leave Laios alone. That Laios was moreso the reason he stayed.

[graceandpeacejoanne]

Revelation 9: The Fifth Trumpet

Is this a metaphorical examination of some kind, that brings on spiritual torment (painful conviction of personal sin?), which displays for all to see who is at peace with God and who is still God’s opponent? #Revelation9 #FifthTrumpet #LocustScorpions

Then the fifth angel sounded a trumpet and I beheld a star falling out the sky to the earth, and it was given to him the key of the pit of the abyss. Then he opened the pit of the abyss, and smoke ascended out of the pit like the smoke of an enormous furnace, and the sun was obscured, and the air, from the smoke of the pit. Then out of the smoke came locusts to the earth, and it was given to…

[bma1852]

People

Photo by: Paweł L. “Life would be easy if it wasn’t for all of the freaken people!” Anonymous True confession: The older I get, the less I enjoy getting out. Not sure if that’s common or not. I enjoy getting to stay home. The main reason is because of self-serving, distracted drivers these days. And sometimes those same drivers are standing in line in front of me. This last week, I encountered…

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier

[disgracefulthings]

At a Peak Lord Meeting

Yue Qingyuan: Shidi, why do you have a child with you?

Shang Qinghua: This is Wei Ying, he is my new son. Also if the Jiang clan asks about me, pretend you don't know me

Shen Qingqiu: Should I even ask?

Shang Qinghua: They were abusing him! If they are going to mistreat him then they don't deserve him!

Yue Qingyuan, sighing: Fine then

Shang Qinghua: When we get home I will introduce you to A-Yao, your new big brother

Wei Ying, tearing up: What about shijie and chengcheng?

Shang Qinghua: Fine, I'll kidnap them too

Yue Qingyuan: Shidi, please!

[shaisuki]

notes. conclusion for kinktober 2024. didn't finish the whole but phew. i'm going back now to finishing requests.

📍 day one: spitroasting + tsukishima kei & kyoutani kentaro

📍 day two: hatefucking + ego jinpachi

📍 day three: exhibitionism + aizawa shouta

📍 day four: body worship + taiju shiba

📍 day five: gun play + toji fushiguro

📍 day six: cuckold + baji keisuke & chifuyu matsuno

📍 day seven: gangbang + seijoh four

📍 day eight: dacryphilia + Itadori yuuji

📍 day nine: food play + rengoku kyoujuro

📍 day ten: somnophilia + bakugo katsuki

📍 day eleven: edging + gojo satoru

📍 day twelve: breeding kink + shinmon benimaru

📍 day thirteen: hand kink + trafalgar law

📍 day fourteen: voyeurism kink + kuroo tetsurou

📍 day fifteen: praise kink + hajime umemiya

📍 day sixteen: dry humping + barou shoei

📍 day seventeen: monsterfucking + sukuna ryoumen

📍 day eighteen: cockwarming + hibino kafka

📍 day nineteen: corruption kink + hawks/keigo takami

📍 day twenty: cnc + sanemi shinazugawa

📍 day twenty-one: sex pollen + nanami kento

📍 day twenty-two: recording + atsumu miya

📍day twenty three: stepcest + choso kamo

📍day twenty-four: hypnosis + kenma kozume

[hinamie]

もう一回、もう一回

[ca4dy]

Your boyfriend is the definition of a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

He really is such a sweetheart, buying and cooking your favorite foods. Taking you on walks when you don’t feel like sleeping. Even giving you massages when your sore. But he’s also a fucking pervert. Wasting no time when In the mood too. Taking you anywhere, at anytime. Whenever or wherever he gets a hard on.

“Such a good fuck toy for me, you like attention from your man huh?” You didn’t even process his words as you drooled in the pillows. He plowed sloppily into your pussy. His hands gripping your waist in a mix of desperation and possessiveness. You mewled as tears began raining from your eyes, as he pulled your hair. His hand traveled down to your thigh giving it a squeeze.

“Come on princess answer me, It’s rude to ignore people.”

You felt his movements come to slow but rough pace. You let out a sob feeling his hand crack down on your upper thigh.

“YES…yes I like..the attention…”

He chuckled before releasing the tight grip on your hair. Immediately picking up his fast thrusts in your cunt. He massaged your scalp before bringing his hand down to lift your chin, allowing your hazy filled eyes to match his gaze. Cooing at you he wiped the drool from your lips before bucking his hips into yours. Your eyes widened as a moan rivaling a porn star left from your mouth at your clits throbs. A soft hush could be heard as you came all over his dick. Your mouth slightly ajar and eyes half lidded, you moaned weakly feeling his cum fill you up. He groaned softly eyes squinting, before bringing your head up in a sloppy kiss.

He moaned inside your mouth, tongues dancing with one another. Letting each other go from the wet embrace a string of saliva connected you both. laying you down on the bed, before resting on your back. He began giving your neck small sucks. He hummed softly licking the slowly bruising space.

“I’ll always give my pretty girl attention.”

Zenitsu Agatzuma, Giyuu Tomioka, Shouto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya, Geto suguru, Shinra Kusakabe.

[maddymoreau]

Thinking about how Diavolo’s feelings transcend time and how in the Nightbringer UR+ card Demon Lord’s Castle Tour this conversation happens.

When asked, “Do you wish to see your father?”

Diavolo responds:

“I suppose I do . . .” isn’t the typical reaction to how a child would feel about wanting to see their parent. Especially when said parent has essentially been in a coma for a year.

Along with how Diavolo describe his father.

It makes more sense why when you learn in Lesson 56 how Diavolo was treated by him growing up.

Diavolo can tell when others are lying but is unable to understand his father’s intentions.

Diavolo mentions that he lived a very sheltered life growing up. That from a young age his father never allowed him a chance to talk to anyone outside the castle.

His childhood friend was Mephistopheles. A demon literally RAISED to be his friend. Putting a barrier between the two because Mephistopheles would put Diavolo on a pedestal.

The isolating childhood he experienced riddled with his strict father constantly scolding him.

Despite everything MC is so important to him he wants to see his father again so we can meet.