#maybe Eldritch!Reader and The Entity actually have a human mom it's just that humanity is much stronger in Eldritch!Reader then The Entity

[fishyvamp]

Family dinners must be fun

Eldritch!Reader: FOR THE LAST TIME WE ARE NOT TOSSING HIM INTO THE VOID! NO!

The father: IT'S A HUMAN! USELESS IN EVERY OTHER WAY EXCEPT SUSTENANCE! I tolerate your sisters games, but this?! Unacceptable! I forbid it!

Reader: I knew it! You always liked her better than me!

The father: She's not staining our bloodline!

Reader: How would you know?? No one knows who she had the kid with! Maybe its-

The father: Don't you say it!

Reader: -one of the killers! Or a survivor!

The father: That's it! Go to your room!

Reader: Fuck you! I don't live here anymore, I don't have to do shit! Tarhos! We're leaving!

Tarhos: It was nice to meet you, sir

Reader: Stop being nice to him!

Tarhos: Yes dear 🫡. Go fuck yourself, sir

Reader: Better

I'm just picturing Eldritch!reader sitting on the table, The Entity and a few of the more powerful siblings there The Knight sitting at the table smallest in the room. Dad doing this more because he finds it amusing that "families" in the mortal realms do this. He wants to show some affection to his most favorite children and he definitely has favorite yes he could take the time to learn about all one thousand of you or so, the ones who've made it to maturity and now have realms of their own to feed themselves. No real food at the table just alcohol. Dredge in the corner stacking mortal skulls occasionally looking up to eye Tarhos who is just sitting there awkwardly. He is sitting with gods of chaos, death, and destruction.

He is in awe listening to you bicker with your father and sister. The other siblings seemingly amused or at least he thinks so not many of them are in a human form or even a form that has a face. He listens as you scream at your father, "I am ⬛⬛⬛⬛ years old, I am not a child! I can sustain and control my own realm! You have no say over me!"

"that is barely out of teething, you may as well be a child especially with the way you act! Entertaining mortals is beneath you! A child doing as such is acceptable as a child has yet to learn to completely detach from it's meals!"

"Even my own spawn has learned to detach only feeling joy as he drags them to his... Realm for consumption," the Entity sneers saying realm as if it barely counted, "Father dear You'd think they were tainted. They've always been this way father even before you took notice of us. Always showed a little too much kindness before their meal."

You slam your fist down on this table, "you sit there all high and mighty about my own failings, but who is the father of your child?!" You demand, "with all this emphasis on detachment why are you so ashamed to not tell us where it came from? And where are it's siblings, surely you are not so infertile that only one crawled from your nest?"

The Entity looked away as if trying to figure out how to respond to the accusation. Father took a harsh angry breath, "get out." His words laced with malice. Tarhos standing up bows his head and speaks loudly, "it is an honor to have graced your presence." Trying to be polite after all these are gods.

You look down at your precious mortal and chide, "Do not Tarhos, he does not desire your devotion, given him a fitting farewell." You hiss. "Of course my angel of death," he nods his head before turning to your father, "May your food be scarce, tainted, and never satisfying." He bowed once more following after you happily as you shrink your form into a more comfortable height to have him tuck you up under his arm. Being an Eldritch god is hard work. Why does it matter if you occasionally desire to surrender to a lesser being. Your father no doubt is frustrated with you. Maybe one day you could understand why he keeps you around as one of the "favorites" despite being so hard on you.