#gluttony convo

[passionatelyxlust]

Focusing on Isabel's plan and stealing away Azriel temporarily dulled his emotions a little because any other distractions like the knowledge Lust made the difficult decision running with only his Prince at his side would have caused the slightest hesitation. Lust didn't have the time to think about how much he missed Gluttony, but the aching pit remained pulsing like a beacon that called out for his brother. "Of course I can hear you." The demon mumbled, confusion spreading along his facial features and in his vocal tone. Why would he not hear Gluttony? Does a dream world include the law prohibiting the one visiting another's dream from interacting with the person themselves if they weren't as experienced as a witch like Azriel? Whatever the reason for his surprise, Lust knew it involved what he witnessed in the mansion's chaotic arrangement. The demon gave his brother one final squeeze, even considering cracking another weak joke that Gluttony's hug was nearly squeezing the air out of his lungs, but his first joke didn't quite land the way he thought it would have in the past. Lust watched Azriel disappear, feeling his comforting presence through their bond before returning his attention on Gluttony. "Might be better that way not crossing paths with him. The guy's a dick sometimes and I say so with love." He and Azriel would receive the scoop on Kai's current residence soon enough when they returned home once the war has died down. For now, the silent pause breaking between the brothers gave Lust the moment absorbing the state of his sibling. Even in dream form, Gluttony appeared completely drained of the spark that made him who he was. The man Lust knew as well as himself. He could feel the sadness, the frustration, and the fatal-blowing anger emitted from him shared across the connection they carried. Three little words from Gluttony's mouth all but confirmed what Lust already knew. "I feared as much. It's always the King." Lust glanced between them, reaching out his hands to gently grip the other's closed fists, almost shocked he was now the person keeping his best friend calm. "He's not just making this personal, Gluts, he is slashing wounds and pressing down hard with his fucking finger." He could imagine who else the King has gone after, their punishments, but the severity of his brothers' damage paled in comparison to Gluttony. His voice and his souls, presumably including Josephine's, stolen and in the hands of a madman. "He did what?" Lust ground out with bubbling fury underneath his inflection. He mourned with his sibling, for him, and if anything can cause the demon wanting their King dead...it was this. The fucker can come after his more tempestuous of Princes, threaten to steal Azriel's life, but he does not shatter his brother and believe he can escape without consequences. "Gluttony, I'm coming home to you. I don't care if it places my life in danger, Az and I are returning. You needed me before and I shouldn't have abandoned you, what he did is my doing." His hands stretched forward and clutched Gluttony's shoulders, "I can't leave you to face this alone, Gluts. We're doing this together as we've always done."

Watching the two interact, he couldn't help but draw a parallel between him and his brother. Azriel always regarded him and Kai on the same level when protecting their sister, and they were. However, Kai protected him the most– and it often left Kai taking the penalties for both of them while Az tended to get off scot-free. He wasn't naive to think that the repressed anger wasn't just because of the coven's choices but because he took more onto his shoulders than he should have. A shuddered breath left Gluttony's lips, eyes widening, his voice quiet as he whispered, "you can hear me." Gluttony was so used to speaking in his mind, in his dreams, that he wondered if he was going insane or if he would be punished in his dreams, too, and forever be unheard. The Prince made no hesitation in wrapping his arms around Lust tightly like he would slip through his fingers and leave him on his own to crumble under the pressure. He knew how much he missed his brother, missed him with every fiber of his being, but seeing Lust again drove home the open chasm in his chest that couldn't be filled other than with the presence of his brother. His safety net and his other half. When Lust explained how he was there, Gluttony's brown eyes flicked to Azriel, mouthing a small 'thank you'. In response, the witch nodded, his gaze moving from between the two brothers huddling together before phasing out. Lust would feel Az never left, but they didn't need an outsider spectating. Gluttony's gaze moved back to Lust, a frown deepening on his face at the prospect of telling him what had happened that not even Lust's joke could make him tilt his lips upwards. He didn't know who he was anymore. Anytime the Prince looked in the mirror, the person looking back became more and more of a stranger. "I forgot he was there; we don't cross paths," Gluttony responded after a time before lapsing into silence, a silence that he was so accustomed to in his waking life that it seemed to carry over to his dreams now. It was better that he and Kai didn't cross paths, and while he was fine with the witch before, Gluttony wouldn't be able to handle him now; the Prince was finding out that there wasn't much he could handle anymore. He didn't know how to put into words what happened without breaking down when he realized... it'd be the first time he said it aloud what he'd endured at the hands of their King. Every other time he'd talked about it, he'd written it out... able to dissociate from the words like he was reading about someone else in a story, yet saying it out loud drove home that it was him. Broken, useless. "The King happened," he finally bit out, eyes dropping to his hands as they closed shakily into fists, "I guess he decided to clean house and I was first, figures since I snapped at him. I'm not the only one either; he's going through all of us." Gluttony's lips trembled as his eyes lifted once more to look into Lust's bright ones, shaking his head sadly. "He took everything from me, Lust. Took all of my damn souls," his voice cracked, causing Gluttony to press the heels of his palms into his eyes, but he couldn't stop the slow leaking of tears escaping through the cracks. "He took my voice. I scream and scream, and nothing comes out."

[alexia-simmons]

I know I'm not exactly your favorite person, but I hear you have a constant ear on the ground.

I haven't heard from Isabel and something's blocking your brother's trace. What's going on, Gluttony?

[2af-afterdark]

Indulgences

Content: GN!MC (they/them) x Beelzebub (whb), thoughts of cannibalism, maybe yandere(?) A/N: Saw Beelzebub's chat convo.  Saw how he reacted to meeting Minhyeok. Learned he ate the fifth Seraphim. I got ideas about how sex and hunger overlap. Word Count: 517

Their head tossed back in ecstasy, leaving their neck exposed. He thought about kissing it to get a taste of the pleasure dripping out through their sweat. He thought about nipping at their throat to hear more of their unabashedly lewd cries. He thought about sinking his teeth as deep as they would go and tearing through them entirely. He thought about burying his face in their carved out abdomen until even his horn was dyed red.

He wanted to devour them, feel their meat between his teeth and their blood running down his throat. He wanted to sample something of them that no one else ever would. He wanted to fill his stomach and not just quench his appetite.

"Bell?" They spoke through raspy breaths. Their eyes were barely focused, full of hazy lust and the mind behind them clearly drunk on cock.

He imagined kissing those beautiful eyes before opening his jaw and stealing them straight from their skull. He knew that they would scream and try to flee in real life, but his fantasies were never filled with anything but wonderful gluttony; the joy of eating and being eaten, of indulging in a different carnal desire.

"Right there~" They mewled as they instinctively reached out their arms to try and hold him. Maybe to pull him closer so he would reach even deeper inside of them than he already was?

Rather than give in to their silent demand, he grabbed their hand and brought it close to his mouth.

It would be easy to wrap his tongue around their fingers and draw them in before snapping his teeth shut. It would be less lethal than tearing out their neck or the state of shock they would go into after crushing their eyes. It would be like a snack. The sweetest snack he'd ever taste.

But, rather than giving in to the deep black hunger churning in his stomach, he licked the palm of their hand and sucked at the tips of each finger one by one.

“Delicious,” he said with a smirk as he released their hand again.

Their hole clenched around him, their eyes glistened, and they smiled. An expression that quickly faded as he took his opportunity to slam his cock into them and watch their eyes roll into the back of their head and their mouth gape wide with choked groans.

As he saw the inside of their mouth, he wondered if, rather than devouring them, they would like to take a chunk out of him instead. The thought of his blood painted across their lips, the same ones he would willing kiss and push his tongue past to taste what it was like when they ate him alive.

With a grip so tight it would leave bruises the next day, he grabbed their thighs and pushed them back so he could bury himself to the base inside of them. Drool pooled in his mouth, his stomach gave a low growl, and he tried to focus on indulging in a different form of hunger other than the one he wanted to.

[mandareeboo]

Title: Happy Sinsmas Motherfuckers!

Summary: Charlie celebrates all the sins for Sinsmas. Some go better than others.

Excerpt:

"Merry Christmas, everyone!" She called as they all gathered around the big kitchen table Lucifer had conjured up. "And a happy Sinsmas!" Angel let out a loud sigh. "Don't remind me. Valentino's got me workin' all fuckin' day- ya know how many Christmas pornos I gotta film every year?" Charlie made a mental note of that and kept smiling. She had plans for that. "Eat up, everybody; it's a big day today." "You would be too into holidays," Husk commented, but his tone was gentle. "Going to any fancy parties?" Charlie was technically invited to many fancy parties, chief of which was being held in the Gluttony ring by Beelzebub, but she'd declined. As always. "No, no, nothing like that. I just really love the vibes of family and togetherness going on here." She could feel herself tearing up a little and forcefully wiped them away. "Anyway. I'm going to be majorly busy today, so it might be a bit difficult to get ahold of me. Call Vaggie if you need me, alright?" Vaggie leaned across the table like she was divulging a great secret. "She does every Sin. Every year. It's insane."

Almost six thousand words on this bad boy! Pretty good for a late Christmas gift. I hope you enjoy this, buddy!

I was originally gonna have Pride be about Charlie cleaning the hotel with Niffty, but I just couldn't think of a good convo for the two of them to have. I don't know much about Niffty, you know? I know her basic backstory, but her actual character (beyond fun jokes) is pretty nebulous. I hope I didn't disappoint with that.

Happy Holidays, and an early Happy New Years from me! Let's make 2025 a sinfully good year- and destroy anyone who'd do us wrong. Be brave! Be powerful! There's only one you- that makes you an endangered species. You gonna let some rat bastard ruin that?

Commissions Are Open! || Ko-fi

[sinfullyxpride]

Pride's eyes shifted from his brother to the crown in his hands, inspecting the visual representation of a Prince's status bestowed upon them by their King eons ago. If he asked personally each brother if they remembered the bestowment of their titles, it seems unlikely anyone would recalled how any came to be. How they were created solely for the King's purpose, to serve him, becoming an extension of his abilities over Hell. In Pride's mind, they were chosen from the mass of demons who failed exceeding their father's expectations hence the pride fashioned by his own internal nature that he and his brothers were special. The Golden Son carried the weight of the pressure staying at the King's side dutifully, knowing falling from grace meant he was nothing. "You know I am not the first to agree with Envy of all brothers, Gluttony, but he is right. You still have your mind. Now, I understand if you wish to sit out this battle and rest until your voice and souls both are returned to you, we are not complete standing behind Wrath without you especially if there is a chance I'm not able to watch his downfall for myself." Pride stepped forward and delicately placed the crown at the foot of the bed, needing Gluttony to see his brother's position in this family still carried merit. It is possible Lust wouldn't be in attendance when the time came, but his absence warranted plausible. The sake of his life and Azriel's depended on it. "It isn't meant to feel great. What he's done to you is just a small taste of the unimaginable agony we will endure if the King wins the battle. We lost our use, Gluttony. Nothing stops him now from ridding the world of his princes and beginning anew with demons who will follow his regime. I did not understand it before, but I see it now." He released a light sigh as the other secured his dagger, thoughts drifting to his own that were now in the controlling hands of the First Witch. "Yet. Which means there may come a point." Pride let the thought settle between them, shaking his head, "Does Lust know what has happened to you? A part of me believes you should stay radio silent so he doesn't come rushing back home and get himself killed. And the other part, knowing your close relationship..." The Prince paused briefly. "We should keep him in the loop."

Gluttony rolled his eyes but made no comment on his brother's stubbornness. He could understand; it's hard to fix an aspect of yourself so deep-rooted, but the fact was... it was fixable. Pride just needed to want it. Him... he wasn't fixable. Gluttony was the broken brother, and his greatest assets were ripped away from him, though Envy would argue that at least he still has his brain. How could he be heard enough to use his brain if he had no voice? Every win he'd made was because he could talk– his silver tongue, the poison to other's minds should he wish it. The Prince watched his brother pick up his discarded crown, the burnt orange of the metal glinting in the low light of his room. He hated the sight of it. Gluttony raised a brow at Pride's question, shame coloring his cheeks before his gaze moved to the dagger sticking into his desk as proof that Pride's words were accurate. Gluttony was... struggling in a way he'd never felt before. He'd always been content with who he was, with how he operated. He never cared about being his King's favorite and settled on being one of his least favorites. There were fewer hurdles he had to cross and he was allowed to do the things he wanted. However, he made himself too disposable when it came down to it. The fodder of the brothers. Gluttony huffed, leaning into the headboard and pulling his knees up to his chest before taking out his phone to type again. "I was only the strongest ally and supporter when I had my voice. Everything I did for you, for us, was because I could talk. I know I still have my mind, Envy was harping about that, but it doesn't change the fact that our King ripped away everything I am and left nothing but a husk in its wake while holding everything I've ever cared about over my head. It doesn't feel great." He paused, eyes falling to his dagger again, moving to grip the hilt and wrenching it from his desk, holding it to his hand tightly. The only thing outside of his King that could do real damage to him, the dagger was both the way out for all of them and their biggest weakness. Gluttony's gaze lifted to his brother before he moved to place the dagger in its discarded case and closed the lid. Throwing the box unceremoniously onto the desk, Gluttony typed a message once more. "You don't need to worry about me on that level yet. I'm not going to do something to myself when I know that Lust will think it's his fault even more than he will with my voice gone. Can't say anything about the future; just a heads up."

[miscellaneousjay]

HEY HELLAVERSE HELLIONS!!! Woulda said “hotties,” but that’s for Megan Thee Stallion’s fanbase! To Thee Hot Girl and fellow Hotties: HI THERE AND I HOPE EVERYONE’S HAVING A GREAT DAY!!! Anywho, Boyfriend put me on to the Hellaverse with “Hazbin Hotel” and “Helluva Boss” and both had me rolling and damn-near bouta cry! Both shows are rollercoasters of emotions with very colorful and relatable demon characters! So far, my faves are Princess Charlie, Angel, Fizzarolli, Moxxie, and Alastor (even though he’s a lowkey dickhead).😎

My thoughts in general and some hopes for the next seasons/parts:

1. I hope Blitz and Stolas can sit down and have an actual convo about where they’re at emotionally in order to upgrade their situationship to an actual, healthy relationship.

2. I hope Vaggie sincerely apologizes to Charlie and they can mend their relationship.🤞🏾

3. I wonder where Lilith and Lucifer went so wrong to the point where they ended up divorced and Lu ended up with depression?

4. Is Moxxie’s mom actually dead?! Since it’s hell and these demons are people who have already died, she (a demon) can’t die again right?!👀

5. I love how each district of hell seemingly represents a major city/state: Gluttony gave bubblegum Cali vibes, Greed gave gritty Chi-Town or Jersey (from Moxxie’s dad’s accent) with all the bricks and gangstas, and Lust looks like Las Vegas at night.

6. I love how both the angels and demons weren’t quite what I was expecting and, just like people, there are both good and bad seeds in both groups. Not all the demons are evil and some actually want to do better and deserve a chance at redemption. The angels, on the other hand, have become self-righteous and clearly haven’t promoted anyone recently deceased to a major seat at the political table in the last few thousand years because they have a whole undercover extermination squad that most of the angel community was unaware of until Charlie put them on blast. It was also revealed that Vaggie was expelled and left in Hell to die because she refused to mindlessly slaughter a demon child. Really puts “morale” and “gray areas” into perspective, doesn’t it?

[liquidstar]

Anything specific u look forward to in s3? I'm partial to subarus speech as well as the first wrath fight, hbu?

oh im SO stoked for subaru's speech too like "If you look around you, surely, you’ll meet someone’s eyes. […] If you can see that you are not alone, then that’s enough. You are not alone."" DUDEE i love him for that for real. im really excited for his speech too its one of my favorite moments of arc 5. and im really excited to see the sirius fight too- especially the one w reinhard slicing everyone in half by mistake #oops. and also the infinite fear feedback loop as fucked up as it was.

im also stoked to see a certain sin archbishop of greed finally get put in his place lol #feminism. but for real thats also a fight im super excited for because cor leonis is such a cool power.

BUT ALSO im really excited to see garfeil's whole Everything this arc. like. what do you mean MORE half siblings?

and you already KNOOWW im stoked to see the astrea family drama. priscilla starting shit just because shes bored and uninvited. and julius and subaru's convo about it. imagine your friends dad sucks so hard that when someone tells him off you have to pull him aside just to thank him for doing that, because you cant because hes your boss....

also everything else that will happen with julius and also joshua in arc 5.... good luck juukulius family too lol

and the gluttony fight where otto figured out what the trick to the authority is and was like "no one say my name!" and everyone was like oh fuck we dont even know his name

but beyond aaallll that i think the thing im actually the most excited for was that scene where all of subaru's friends started complimenting him, and it was so overwhelming to him that he decided this is surely a fate worse than death. but its such a genuinely cute scene.

[vazelbeak]

Thoughts on S1E8

Okay lemme organize this. My apologies for not having a consistent formatting however it try to organize it based on my thoughts for each episode

Story Progression: Okay, for story progression a lot of it I feel is best described as nothing holds weight until Blitzo shows up. And thats to say I think a lot of the writing for Loona isnt very strong. I go to bars to perform so I'm not sure how or why Loona is embarassed over throwing up and why other hellhounds care much if at all mainly because I can see it embarrassing if she threw up on Vortex, but that seems like a situation other people at most would find her gross or a jerk for showing up to his party after. I think its very natural for people to assume Gluttony as being centered on eating too much, however I think the thing about that is Gluttony in context is about materialistic over consumption so things like fast fashion and much more akin to our modern ideas of greed. It also looks quite bad knowing Kesha had an eating disorder and of course it's not my place to say what she can and can't do, it just comes off distasteful. I didn't quite follow why Loona decides upon leaving the party. It might make a bit more sense if Vortex walked off with Bee and so Loona felt like the only person she cared about is leaving with someone more important than her. Otherwise it feels not very well written to express why Loona was upset in my eyes. Bee was nice to her, and wanted her to have fun at the party. The idea Loona wanted to stay because of different hellhound showing up feels like it should've built up to her interacting with this new character but instead the spotlight goes to Blitzo drinking with Bee. Speaking of which, to my knowledge drinking competitions are more about drinking the most and keeping it down more than just who drinks the fastest? So I dont know why Blitzo ripping the tube off to drink more would make him win. I think it may have been stronger if they had things get tense and a more close up shot of Blitzo ripping off the tube and taking massive gulps and other people looking on either shocked or slightly worried because nobody's drank so much so fast let alone in one sitting as well as make it a bit more tense to build up to Blitzo being trashed. The theres the conflict of Loona being rude to Bee which feels very out of nowhere. And more like a reason to make Loona go check on Blitzo because she didn't want to. The way Blitzo is the one driven home and taken care of by Loona feels like it has very little meaning sheerly because this episode seemed meant to be focused on Loona but instead we're back to it being all about Blitzo. Lastly "fizz was right im gonna die alone" feels very out of nowhere. There was minimal build up in the episode to this being the issue beyond making a joke of him trying to have sex with the nearest imp he can find. I get that they want this to tie into the convo but I think it would be prompted better if Loona said something that tied into it like

Blitzo: i had a shitty night Loona: well you definitely made that clear, remind me not to invite you to anymore parties. in which is prompted because Loona unknowingly made a poorly timed comment and Blitzo takes it to heart. There is also the whole "will you be there Loonie?" feels hollow both because its delivery feels like it lacks the seriousness needed to be genuine when she shouldve been able to grasp it from what was already said. But this also rings hollow when in Seeing Stars she's beating the hell out of him. And if they wanted it to be in line with Season 2, i think they shouldve swapped Blitzo and Loona. Make Blitzo help Loona to bed, and noteably have him empty her pockets placing her lighter somewhere and then when in season 2 when she talks about Blitzo trying while looking at her lighter it holds more weight. Because it indicates her thinking of when Blitzo helped her to bed.

Consistency/Continuity

Continuity and Consistency are on the messy side again. While i get the song is Cotton Candy I do somewhat wish it was a bit less literal because when so many lyrics are literal and then you have a lyric of "keep making me that mother fucking honey" while i think this was supposed to tie into her tasting people at her parties, it wouldve better correlated if during this she appeared to drool or licked her lips to better integrate this. In a similar vain if Bee can taste it was she not able to tell Loona was upset? Why was that lost on her? The lines "He's like a brother to me but not actually my brother" and "It was fine i COULD hit that" Look bad next to Western Energies incest thing. It would be similar if swapped because if meant as a joke it struggles to read that way. Next people shocked Blitzo has a daughter feels like it didnt really belong as a line. I feel like it'd make more sense if people heard he had a daughter from Verosika (since Tex is her body guard and its Tex's GF's party) and wanted to meet her. like "I heard you had a daughter, where is she?" and Loona was upset because people didnt realize she's his daughter emphasizing how isolated she feels. She feels like she doesnt fit in around other hell hounds, but the at home she's the only hell hound. Which would make sense in how she tries to jump into conversations and acts or makes it awkward as well as make sense of why she seems to care what other hellhounds think of her more than Millie and Moxxie. Loona's "it looks like your in the middle of an orgy!" doesnt make much sense to me hes kissing one guy. Interestingly we see the trans masc imp he spoke to earlier and a trans fem imp watching this. If anyone tries to tell me this makes up for making Millies brother cis i dont wanna hear it because I dont see a good reason for her to have remotely done that.

Speaking of that one guy not sure where else to fit this, it may just be me but Blitzo saying "Im not fucking a dennis I need a monica or alejandro in here stat!!" perhaps it may be due to an article I read the other day but this sounds like a latin lover stereotype and a bare minimum poorly written. So is Loona punching another imp. It just didnt come off funny.

Everyone says Beezle but its spelled Beelzebub. I get belphegor = bell but Bee shouldn't be Beez. Bee works though!

Character Writing

Character writing is largely well...hollow. It feels like very little of what Loona feels means much because we're shown so little of why she feels the way she does. I dont think we needed to see Blitzo getting in a drinking contest with Bee because it was clear they had alcohol. Part of me wonders what Vortex sees in Bee, mainly because of how she's not really hanging around him much. Usually couples either hang together, or are in the same vicinity unless something important draws them away like hanging out with a friend which it seems currently a lot of the imps and hell hounds here aren't based on interactions. It might help if she was asking more personal questions like "how are the kids?" "Did you tell them you were sick so you could come here?" that feels more human and less like a celebrity interacting with fans.

If this was Vivs idea of a big Loona episode it feels like it's just making her shallow and another "theyre either besties or a bitch" situation where those are the only dynamics Viv seems to be able to write between two female characters. I think maybe it would be neat if Loona felt like she was a bad person for having feelings for Vortex and knowing his girlfriend is a nice person makes her feel worse because she can't even justify hating her outside of being in a relationship with someone she has a crush on.

WIth the fight think Vortex should be more upset that the two started fighting. Both Loona for getting mad when Bee asks her to check on Blitzo, and Bee for wanting to start a fight with a friend he invited. It feels weird for them to just want to go dance right after and not have Vortex at any point be like "Can you please not pick a fight with my friend? Its not you its just, she and her dad have a complicated relationship." with Bee replying "I'm sorry, I'm not very close to my family and forget other people can be a bit more attached to them." "Its okay, I forgive you. Do you wanna go dance?" Largely Id say the interactions felt kinda of hollow and not expanded upon enough. Things only meant something and felt weight when it was regarding Blitzo because we get so little info and expansion regarding Loonas character to have anything we see mean anything outside of the episodes theyre contained to.

[wickedlyxenvy]

Good thing, indeed, I would have grown weary competing for the same toys I can easily steal from under your nose. Tell me about it. I even mention any dirty thoughts I'd have of my witch and her cheeks turn as hot as the sun.

I might pay to see that bloodbath. There is a shift in the air with us that I cannot shake, brother, Greed won't hold back as temporary Alpha. Or maybe...not so temporary.

Good thing we have wildly different tastes in toys, brother. Especially since the things our King does may very well short-circuit the little empaths mind. Oh, how glorious for you that you have a toy to last the eternity until you get bored of her.

Alexia would have tried to bite my cock off. Are you really shocked by this? Pride being gone loosened the reigns on our dear brother.

[sirwow]

Some mini FK fun facts for your time:

Greedling sins and almost any other sin (not sloth and Gluttony tho) have to eat metals to stay alive and so Coins became the main currency with them usually stopping most inflation. Also when they die their skeleton (and hay in Greedlings case) will be covered or almost entirely metal depending on how long they were alive. Ultra greed for example weighs a good 2 tons because of his entirely metal skeleton and hay that makes him 11 ft tall.

Money in FK is pretty simple. Most small transactions are coins as everything in FK is basically worth 10x more. So 1$ = 10$

Cain is double handed as he was born left handed but was made to learn how to use his right hand instead by his original care takers and then by bad teachers when a orphan

Keeper can’t smell, taste, or feel small pains. If anything does hit his hay inside though he will feel pain. Otherwise things like paper cuts and pinching do nothing to him. Keeper is also basically a big ol hay pillow with a skeleton and soul inside.

Esau when pissed will start having his hair light on fire due to his unstable fire magic when mad. Jacob is the same but with sadness, as his hair tips start to freeze up the sadder he is. Esau can also light himself on fire entirely and be fine but will be stuck with almost entirely black mussels for a few minutes after. (This kinda magic is why firefighting is much less dangerous in FK unlike most things)

Shining a blue light on Esau will reveal his actual and usually invisible skin. He is also very queasy when he sees it and unfortunately hates lazer tag as a result. Also because of his invisible skin, anything he wears or holds looks like it’s very lightly levitating above his mussels. Including hair. Resulting in this dumb one off convo

[evelinamox]

Mammon: what's that one really gross boojie drink that everyone hates?

Asmodeus: Hennessey?

Mammon: no! Not alcoholic!

Leviathan: Kopi Luwak?

Mammon: I said a drink not a spell! Come on guys- oh wait! KOMBUCHA! Oi Beel! Want to try it?

Beelzebub: sure? *he gets one and downs it like it isn't the worst damn thing in the world*

The other three: how do you do that?!

[mossiparks]

I started a new otome game called “Obey Me” and I love it and I love Beelzebub even more (ily too mammon)

[ainsleyxbrooks]

Demons, demons were the bane of Ainsley's hatred the entire span she spent serving the coven, so maybe this dangerous game fueled the hatred she stores for Gluttony's kind. Deep down, her detestation mixed with the envious nature knowing demons could do as they wished with no consequences of their actions, a life she wanted to steal for her own. Ainsley did not yank her wrist away from the Prince's grasp, needing his fingerprints marking every inch of flesh it could bruise. Claiming her more than holding her soul would. "I told you, Your Highness, I am a woman who knows what she wants and doesn't ask." Their bodies were nearly flush together now as Gluttony gave his explanations, even describing an extensive length of time she could've spent satisfying his hunger. Satisfying hers. God, she wanted to hate and fuck him all at the same time. "We may burn this city and all the world to ashes, Gluttony, but nothing would ever compare to the destruction we do to each other. You say there lay a beast within you," Ainsley freed herself from the demon's touch and turned around, pressing her back against his frame with a hum, "Let him out." She wrapped her hand around one of his hands and guided it downwards, settling it between her legs and began slowly moving it along her clothed seam. A tease for them both. "Release the monster." She leaned her head back against his shoulder and increased the speed of the rubbing, "Show me the real you."

"Sorry for the lack of fanfare, should have timed it with some fireworks," he teased lightly. He rose a brow as the woman kept speaking, feeling that underneath all of the bitchy hex witch exterior, she was a woman completely ravenous for more things than absolute mayhem even if she was playing it off as a mere game with him. Gluttony could safely say that he was the type of demon that didn't mind women being in charge, even if he was a prince. He didn't move an inch as the witch touched him; only moving to grab the wrist of the hand that had touched him so boldly when she pulled away. "You don't know what you're getting into by teasing me, Ainsley, or perhaps that's exactly what you want," Gluttony mused a slight smirk on his face as he closed the gap that the hex witch created, marveling at the fact that they almost stood eye to eye. "I have razed cities to the ground to abate the hunger in my veins, so do not mistake my easy-going nature as who I really am– for it simply hides the beast. I would not have gotten your soul the way I did if I could not see a future where we stood on a mass of our decomposing conquests... that would be simple child's play for the two of us." His eyes flicked from her face to take in her form from head to toe; meeting her eyes again. "I hunger for many things, Ainsley, and if I had you... I fear you would not see the outside world until I got my fill."

[angelamajiki]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧

PAIRINGS: Yandere! Fatgum x Female! Sidekick! Reader

CW: noncon, voyeurism, bell bulge, size kink, praise kink, breeding, cunninglingus, bondage, dumbification

AN: This is a piece for Fern’s 1k Event! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ! Read the intro and first piece before reading this one! Ty <3 P.S. the italicized quotes are Nighteye’s and reader prior convo

Gluttony: The Second Circle of Dante’s Inferno

“What I like about gluttony,' a bishop I knew used to say, 'is that it doesn't hurt anyone else.'”

You hadn’t the faith to believe him when he said it.

It was hard to call the exchanges that occurred between the two of you a conversation. More or less, he spoke the truth of your reality and you simply didn’t have the gall to question it.

The elevator he thrust you into was cold and unnerving despite the cheesy jazz music that thankfully filled the void of silence you were sure would have deafened you if it prolonged itself. It gave you time to think on his words, more so than you would have liked to.

“The flesh endures the storms of the present alone; the mind, those of the past and future as well as the present. Gluttony is a lust of the mind. It is a poison that is all-consuming of the senses.”

Gluttony was the next trial, so it seemed. Lord knows what lies ahead for you, leaving you foolishly clutching to the notion that this circle couldn’t possibly be worse than the last.

The abrupt halt to the elevator allows the gravity of the situation to sink in fully. The inescapable horror was creeping in through the crack in the door, especially when it opened to find a man waiting for you.

And what a man he was, standing at nearly eight feet.

“Just the gal I was lookin’ for! I was worried my favorite lil sidekick had run off right after quitin’ time.”

An enormous, gloved hand clapped down on your shoulder, lingering far longer than you would have liked.

“Follow me to my office, yeah? I got something I wanna discuss with ya.”

And just like that, the string of fate slipped around your neck like a noose and pulled you along down the empty hallway, save for you, the man, and the numerous amounts of plaques, awards, and other celebratory memorabilia decorating the agency halls.

Judging by the pictures you saw yourself in, you were a hero of sorts, working alongside the unnamed man and two others you had yet to meet. Hopefully, your paths would never cross.

Even inside his office, you could see the remnants of what your life would be in this circle of hell. Whoever was with you seemed to be very fond of you, given the number of photographs and newspaper clippings adorning his desk and walls of the office.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinking about you a lot, and not just your fantastic work as a hero. Been thinking about what a fine woman you’ve grown to be.”

Those large hands found your shoulders again, stroking and rubbing to set you at ease in his grasp.

“Strong.”

One dipped down to your waist.

“Sweet.”

The other onto your arm.

“Everything a man like me needs. You sure fill my appetite in more than one way.”

Finally, the rest on your hips, thumbing circles into the soft flesh he took purchase in there.

Ah, so this was the glutton in question.

“I’m not sure I’m following what you mean.”

Just play dumb, maybe this circle will have mercy on you.

“Oh, don’t play coy with me, honey. There’s no reason to get all shy on me; I promise I don’t bite-”

His hand slid up to your neck, resting comfortably while enveloping the entirety of it with just his palm.

“Unless you ask for it.”

The whisper in his voice sent shivers down your spine, leaving you frozen in his grasp. It was undeniable that you would never beat him, no matter what your power may be in this world. Hell, if you even had one, how certain were you that you could use it?

Your options were far and few between, but laying down and taking it like some pathetic little bitch was not going to be an option for you. Not here, not now.

The shrill sound of your own voice even hurt your own ears as you cried for help, thrashing wildly in the grip of the man.

Your cries for help should have been chosen more carefully, seeing as when your two apparent saviors sped into the room, they opted to help the man pin you down even further.

“Damn, she’s being a feisty little thing-”

“Fatgum, let go of her neck! You’re gonna hurt her.”

“S-Should we really be doing this?”

And so you were left bound against the top of the desk, shrouded in a swarth of tentacles pinning your legs open and your hands above your head.

“Thank you, boys. Didn’t realize she would cause such a stir.”

So Fatgum was his name, or so it appeared to be an alias of some sorts.

“Fatgum, please-”

His smile was sickeningly sweet as he towered over you.

“Awe, no need for formalities with me, sugar plum. Just call me Tai, yeah?”

The two other men stood beside you, watching their boss closely as he dealt with you.

“Curiosity is gluttony. To see is to devour.”

Damn that cursed man for sending you down here in that goddamn elevator. This journey alone made it nearly impossible to keep this strength to see your mother again alive.

“Tai, please. I don’t-” His hearty laugh cut you off. “Begging already, sugar? By the fight you put up, I’d almost thought you didn’t want me anymore.”

“I don’t!” You protested, squirming in your slimy bonds before they tightened uncomfortably around you.

“Don’t yell at him like that. It's unbecoming of you.”

The raven-haired man snapped at you, looking down with a blush seared across his face and up to his ears.

“Relax, Tamaki. She just needs a reminder of who she belongs, ain’t that right? But, he’s right, I can't have you mouthing off like that, now can I?”

Slipping his black mask off his eyes, Tai fastened it around your mouth and head, loosely gagging you.

“Yeah, you belong to us!”

It was the redhead’s turn to pipe up before Tai shushed the pair of men.

“Now, now, I know you’re fond of our sweet little sidekick here, but this?”

He clapped a hand over still clothed pussy, rubbing gently.

“This here is mine; you boys can’t have this. But you’re more than welcome to stay and watch as I indulge myself.”

You whined into the gag, looking at him with teary eyes as he ripped a hole in your bottoms and panties.

“Hey, hey, hey. No need for tears, honeybun. You're safe with me, okay? I’m gonna take such good care of my little sweetheart, don’t you worry about a thing.”

His large fingers stroked over your clit slowly and tenderly, kissing your salty tears away as he shushed you with praise and loving words. Thumbing your clit, he pushed his middle fingers into you at a slow pace, grinning softly when you bit back a moan.

“Come on now, girl. We wanna hear how good I’m makin’ ya feel, ain’t that right, boys?”

Their collective groans of pleasure gave you all the response you needed; those sick fucks were getting off on you being harassed by your boss.

His finger sped up in pace, making you squeal once he curled his finger in an upwards motion. “Can’t wait to hear what you’ll sound like on my cock, sweet girl. Gonna sing us a nice song?”

Another finger slipped in as his free hand pawed at your tits, fondling and groping as he finger fucked you a new sense of vigor.

“As much as I don't want to hurt you, sweetheart, I’m just itching to get inside you and feel that pretty cunt around me. You understand, don’t you? I just can’t help myself when it comes to you.”

His lips continued to litter your skin in kisses to your face, licking at the tears that fell from your eyes when he added a third finger into your tight, wet hole.

“Mhm, you won’t mind if I have a taste, do ya?”

You could only whine in response.

“Of course you don’t, my good girl never says no to me.”

A hot mouth sealed itself around your clit as three fingers pumped in and out of you steadily, hitting all the right spots repeatedly. You squealed and shook in your binds, feeling your orgasm approaching hard and fast with the aid of his tongue lapping and suckling at you.

“Gonna cum for me, pretty girl?”

That was all you needed to feel yourself reach that blinding peak, sobbing and writhing as he rode out your ecstasy. His tongue continued to work at you far after you were finished, overestimating you without a care in the world. Your whines of protest fell on deaf ears as he just pulled your body closer to his face.

“Taste so good, sweetheart. I’ll stop when I’m finished with my meal, y’understand? This is my pussy, and I’ll do what I want with it.”

Leaving you twitching and sobbing, Tai finally pulled away and stood up, pulling his cock out and stroking it above you.

“Can’t wait to breed my pussy. Gonna make you my cute little cream puff.”

Both of his massive hands circled around you waist, pulling you flush against him as he sank all the way into your tight heat. The stretch of his girth was quite nearly unbearable as he pushed himself to the hilt inside of you, rubbing the small bulge in your belly with fondness while peering down at you.

“You feel so good, sweetheart. I knew you’d be so good for me. Yer takin’ me so well.”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he slowly pulled out, leaving your legs twitching wildly when his thumb found its way back to your clit before he sank back in all the way. You could snark about how courteous it was of him to allow you to adjust, but the thread of consciousness was hard to grasp onto as he completely dominated your mind with numbing pleasure.

“You were made to take my cock, sweet thing. Let me give you a treat for bein’ so obedient for me.”

His praise went straight to your gut, as much as you hated to admit it, leaving you feeling pliable and soft under his demanding touch. Those hands around your waist pulled at your body, bringing you back and forth on his cock like you were a goddamn fleshlight.

“Ah, ” he grunted. “I don't think I can hold back much longer; you’ll let me be selfish, won’t ya?”

With that, all sense of tenderness and gentleness was thrown out the window as he picked you up from the desk, holding you against his chest as he jackhammered into you with an impossible pace of his hips.

“Shit! Squeezing me so tight, bein’ such a good little fucktoy for me.”

The sounds of skin slapping and the collective sounds of pleasure rang heavy in the room as he used and abused your throbbing pussy, feeling his grip on you tighten when he was reaching his own high.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum, gonna stuff my pussy nice and full!”

The bulge on your stomach grew even more as he came, stuffing you to the hilt with his cum and his cock. Ropes of it leaked out of your hole, even as he stayed inside you, panting and kissing at your sweaty forehead.

“Gave ‘em a good show, didn’t we, sweetheart? Say thank you, boys.”

Their thanks were mumbled out as they too had exhausted themselves just from the display of your pleasure. Tamaki’s tentacles retracted themselves from you, allowing you to stretch and return feeling to your arms and legs.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen, sweetheart. We’re - hey, are you with me? I’m gonna clean you up and take you back home with me, okay? No more hero nonsense for you, ya hear me? All you need to do from now on is stay home and keep that pussy warm for me.”

Like hell you were going to stay for another damned second in this realm, not after being violated so horrifically.

“O-Okay.”

Play it cool, play it cool.

“Let me go to the bathroom, then.” You swallowed, hoping to fool the men. “A-And I’ll get my change of clothes and we can go home.”

You didn’t wait for a response, hobbling out of the office before making a break down the hall for the elevator. Their shouts echoed off the hallway walls as you ran with all your strength left back into the safety of the elevator, leaving them running after you before the door shut on them.

“Gluttony is a great fault; but we do not necessarily dislike a glutton. We only dislike the glutton when he becomes a gourmet-that is, we only dislike him when he not only wants the best for himself, but knows what is best for other people.”

— tagging: @sightoru @anarchicmartyr @natsuonii @whumperooni @viixens @lunar-nebula @trafalgar-temptress

[couldibeanymorechaotic]

@percyweasleyspuff's 400 follower celebration

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I'm so thankful and grateful for all 400 of you. I'm quite shocked I could get to his milestone, seeing that only 2 months ago, I was celebrating my 50 follower celebration. I've met so many new friends and I'm so appreciative of all of you. I literally love you all <3 *mwah*

theme: the 7 deadly sins

rules: send an ask with the title and I’ll answer! they can be on anon or non-anon, I’ll answer them regardless! please feel free to send as many as you want, I won’t mind!

date: tbd

fandoms: hp (marauders, lightning, golden), pjo, hoo, marvel and friends

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pride: ask me anything you want about me. start a convo. basically do whatever you want. keep in mind, I am a minor and won't hesitate to delete and block you, especially for things that make me uncomfortable.

greed: I'll write you something in my handwriting. please specify what color and if you want it to be cursive or not! it can be as long or as short, as you want! (moots only)

lust: the usual games. you know the drill. cym (cast your moots), any variation of fmk/kmk/husband/wife/one night stand/best friend, would you rather, and even truth or dare

envy: i'll tell you what emoji reminds me the most of you (moots only). I will also write a small paragraph, indicating why. (I saw this somewhere but I forgot, sorry!!)

gluttony: ships. tell me some facts (or a lot), and I'll ship you with someone. please specify fandom and gender. if you don't, I'll assume you want harry potter, and I'll give you a gender of my choosing.

wrath: I'll make you a moodboard. please specify what type (type a or type b), and what you want it to be about (character, ship, aesthetic, fandom, color, quote/word, blog, and/or url) I please request that you only ask for one or two since this task can be a little daunting (especially when you're on your computer most of the time)

sloth: I'll write you a blurb. please indicate what character (or characters) and what fandom. if you have a specific scenario, please send me that, but if you don't, I can make something up!

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now below the cunt cut, are my beloved moots you should follow immediately

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@just-a-smol-spoon @el-imaskingforyourlefthand @queen-asteria04 @welcome-to-gaytown @fangirl2o20 @pixaldateblue @no-one-here-is-alive @antoniaswife @fiftyshadesoftricia @myalupinblack @2manytabsopen @acciorxses @roonilwazlibweasley @romqnticizer @sarahisslytherin @mrs-jj-maybank @g1nny-p0tter @mira-cant-spell @cupids-crystals @untowardflower @marauders-lupin @marvelandnothingelse @moony-likes-hot-choc @sethclearwatermybeloved @adams-left-hand @messers-moony @strangest-loser @dreamy-clousds @grey-the-violinist @the-soul-in-the-sixth-sense @transparentcloudbeliever @thesunsetsonthehorizon @i-is-a-fangurl-weeb @i-do-random-things-do-not-ask @pansyspet @wolfstar-lb @siriuslypotterthings @remuslupininskirts @nevsmommy @ghost-spidey @supersharkgentlemen @horrorxweasley @amixedwitch @ameliasbitvh @reggies-baby @fucky-bucky + all my hot moots I adore but forgot <3

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[247butterflies]

marzipan - it/they - 19 - stayc themed x reader blog

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rules --

- blog is not 18+ plus, but certain content on this blog is. please ignore 18+ content if your a minor.

- i have the right to refuse any request.

- anything nsfw will be tagged with #marzipan smut, block tag if your uncomfy. i wont be mad.

- anything regarding assult, racisim, homophobia, etc will not be in any of my works. id prefer if my account would be a safe place to all, so if you have any of those on your account, please dni.

- this is an x reader blog. any requests not for an x reader will be ignored

- smuts for minors is a BIG nono. requesting that is an instant block.

- you can also have a casual convo with me to in the requesting box (i didnt want to make two question boxes shhh)!! all of those will be tagged with #marzipan speaks, so if you dont want that, block.

things i WILL write --

- angst

- fluff

- smut

- headcannons

- full fics

fandoms (in order of how much id like to write for it) --

- crk

- school bus graveyard

- fnaf:sb

- underworld office

- project sekai

- dream of gluttony (no requests for chilli, we know jack shit abt her except mf is a snake physically and litterally)

- d4dj

- bandori

- genshin impact

- epithet erased

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