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gredoll · 7 months
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The Nun ( Valak ) x Reader
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Masc! Valak x Fem! Reader
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Content Warning : NSFW
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Content Rating : 18+
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Muffled moans and the sound of skin hitting skin vibrates inside the church. God’s eyes had turned from the scene happening just in front of the holy cross. A nun, face pressed into the cold tiles of the holy room, with her ass bare and red covered in hand prints and claw marks.
Oh, {y/n}…how did you get yourself into this particularly messy arrangement. A big body, hot to the touch was slung over your form, growling and making inhuman noises as it ruts into your tight cunt. It’s cock, much too big to fully fit inside of you as it bulges against your stomach, almost tearing you apart in the process.
You moan softly, holding your rosary tight to your chest as your mind swirled and your vision hazed. “Damnit, Valak~…please…” You whine out softly, feeling a pressure build inside of you as the demons hands grasped onto your stomach to push you further down against his cock, causing you to cry out, tears running down your cheeks from the stretch.
His hands trailed up to claw and knead at your swollen nipples, eliciting a painfully pathetic moan from you. You could feel the way he chuckled judging your every moan and every shake as he slowly pushed you to the deepest reaches of sin. His hips stopped jutting, listening to you pant and whine for him to continue.
He held you up and flipped you around, cock still pulsing inside your cunt. Laying you back down on the tile, he uses a claw to force your head up to the cross hanging just above you. Your eyes meet the wooden symbol, a blush deep across your cheeks as a sense of guilt settles into your stomach. His sharp claw held against your jugular as he began to thrust his hips, growling down at you. “Go on, moan for him. Let him know who’s fucking his precious disciple under his watchful gaze. Who’s cock is tearing apart his innocent virgins tight little pussy.”
Valak smiled up at the cross, holding your legs open as you moan loudly, a sensitive sensation moving through your body. He continues to push himself in and out, in and out as he feels your walls start to tightly clasp around him. “I will not let you cum until he knows who your faith belongs to.” He takes ahold of the bottom of your outfit, tearing it up leaving you only in your headdress, your tits bounce with each thrust as you moan louder. “Fuck, Valak! Please!” You yell loudly as his thrust speed up, you cant help but stare at the cross as he fucks you into submission.
Slowly your cunt tightens, earning a moan from the demon pumping himself inside of you. As he pushes down on your lower stomach, you feel a warm sensation pulse through you. Moaning, almost screaming loudly as you cum around his cock, he chuckles and pushes faster. His cock pushing against your clit in an overstimulating action as he pulls you up, fucking into you like a doll.
He groans loudly and bites down on your shoulder, causing a cry from you as his cum fills deep inside of your womb. Coating the walls of your cunt as it spurts out, dripping down his cock and onto the ruined mosaic tiles of the chapel floor.
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gredoll · 7 months
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Forked Tongue ( Cont. )
The Nun ( Valak ) x Reader
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Fem! Reader x Masc! Valak
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The day continued, you weren’t sure what to make of the events from just a few hours before.
You tended to the garden, almost feeling as if something was staring at you the whole time. It shook you to your core, trying to ignore it as you listened in on the nuns gossip just right down the way from where you currently sat, planting some flowers. Hushed whispers surrounded you, quickly turning your head to face the offender only to be met with nothing. Not a single living, breathing thing around you. The nuns had left hours ago. You sighed and stand up, maybe the sun was getting to you.
You decided it was a good idea to shower and rest for the evening. You gathered your work tools, cleaning up and putting everything away. Taking off your apron, you walk to your room to shower. The air was cold, it was kinda strange seeing as how it was later into spring but it could have just been a draft. You slip out of your dirty clothes and walk into your bathroom, starting the warm water in the tub. Adding some soap, it was ready.
Slowly you dipped your toes in, sighing at the warmth that enveloped you. You sat in the white tub and slowly sunk down until the water was to your shoulders, snuggling close to the wet warmth, you close your eyes as you try to recollect your thoughts.
Listening to the dripping of the water from the faucet, everything felt serene for only a moment. The lights flashed in the bathroom, tinkling noises being heard. As soon as you began to open your eyes, hands reached from the now blackened water to grab onto your tits and pull you down underneath.
You kick and screamed as water filled your mouth, tears burning as you fought whatever had pulled you underneath water. You look up and through the splashing, you can see a figure: dressed in a nuns garments. Your eyes widened, who would do this to you?!
As you slowly took in more water, your vision becomes faded. You stop kicking as the burning in your lungs fills every piece of your body with slow agony. Soon you’re pulled up, gagging and coughing up water as you looked around the bathroom, eyes blurred from the water and tears. Nothing seemed to be there.
As you cough up the rest of the water, you feel a pressure behind you. Turning your head look back, you’re forced against the side of the tub. Pale arms on each side of your body and a hot warmth pushed against your back. “You look so perfect like this…” a chilling voice shook through your body, making your blood run cold as it hazardously pumped to your heart. Not a second later, the weight and warmth was gone. Replaced by a cold chill and the sound of splashing water settling again.
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gredoll · 7 months
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Valak [ The Nun ] x Reader
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Content Warnings: Slight Angst
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Content Rating: E
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“Tracing your lover’s features as they sleep” prompt
Valak was definitely not a lover. More like something that kept you company in the colder nights. It was exhausting to say the least. I mean, having a demon constantly feeding off of you?
{y/n} decided to settle in for the night. It was cold and snowy, this season seemed to bring on a new bout of depression that was oddly different from the days after Valak would feed. It consumed you with a longing for someone to hold and warm you.
You retire to your room, curling up close with the sheets and comforter. Feeling a weight shift onto the bed and a familiar presence engulf the air. He stayed quiet, no noise, no breathing. Just the weight of his body and energy. You fell asleep.
As you slept, restlessly but still dreaming of nightmares, Valak stared. His eyes seemed to glow brighter as he took in your body. He had been…feeling….lately. He laid back, resting as much as a demon could.
He slowly brings his hand up to your face, lightly tracing your skin with his claw. Love wasn’t something he was capable of, not even by a long shot but maybe….just maybe he felt a tinge of adoration. He couldn’t help wanting to only feed from you, you just tasted better. He sniffed softly and frowned, your smell was different.
How much comfort could something like him offer you? Well not much. He sunk closer to you and slowly pulled his arms around you, holding you against him. His body was freezing, he only seemed to heat up in the midst of hunger or feeding. You hadn’t really registered moving into him as you slept but it made him freeze and jolt around from the sudden affection.
He let out a small sigh, slowly placing his hand on your head to rub some hair back from your face. He would find a special place for you in Hell, beside him. It’s the most love he could possibly ever show, even if it’s not the happiest form.
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gredoll · 7 months
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Devil Fucking
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masc! Valak x fem! Reader [ Oneshot ]
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Content Warnings: NSFW
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Content Rating: 18+
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{y/n} slept silently in the upstairs bedroom of The Warrens home. Strange-goings-on had been happening recently but who was she to let it get to her head?
As she dreamt peacefully, unaware of the figure in the corner, she couldn’t stop herself from growing throbbing from her sweet dream about a disgustingly erotic thought.
As Valak watched, he couldn’t help but cackle softly, his voice echoing in a deep and rumbling tone. His body slowly swaying up to {y/n}’s bed as he climbs on top of her sleeping body. He took notice of her clothes…well lack of.
Oh sweet {y/n}, with your perfect body only hiding away the most intimate parts. It’s like you wanted this, wanted a demon to crawl over you during the night and lavish you with its tongue. Valak sniffed the air around, searching for any sign of fear or terror.
A sweet scent caught him as he slowly trailed up her thigh, moving her leg to the side to stuff his face against her leaking cunt. He inhaled deeply, letting out a shuddering and hot breath. This wasn’t fear…it was sweeter, more primal.
He couldn’t control as his mind screamed to feast, his serpents tongue trailing the inside of her thigh as it coats his saliva across the now soaking wet fabric of {y/n}’s panties.
{y/n} felt the warmth of the unfamiliar tongue and slowly opens her eyes, looking around the room before noticing the horns sitting just below her. She sits up and gasps softly, the thing peering up at her with gold eyes. He continues to let his tongue dance against the fabric as he moves a clawed hand to the bottom of her stomach.
”It seems you have been wanting this, what would your poor employers say knowing how badly you wanted to be touched like this by the very thing set out to kill them.” His voice echoed around her head, she takes notice that he didn’t even move his mouth aside from adjusting to let his tongue slip further.
{y/n} bites her lip, suppressing a soft gasp as his claws digs into her soft skin. “I-I…shit…” She mumbles out as he slowly moves his claw to tear the fabric away from her heated secret. She shakes as his warm pants fan across her dripping cunt.
”Go on…tell me you want it, whore.” He teases and growls out, his tongue softly flicking against the folds of her body. She moans softly and lays back, spreading her legs out more. “Please…I want to be one of yours..” She whimpers and pants as she feels Valak’s tongue slowly presses against her clit, feeling and assaulting the bud with feverish delight. He growls at the taste, pushing her legs and holding them against her stomach to better show off his most prized meal.
{y/n} moans, closing her eyes as she holds onto her bed sheets, jolting and shuddering with every flick of his tongue. He growls, placing a clawed finger at her entrance before pushing it in. She screams out, crying softly at the scratching before she feels her body grow accustomed, moaning as his claws scratches her in the deepest places.
”You will obey me.” He sighs, working his fingers gently as he feels her cunt tighten and spurt. As he continues his relentless assault,
{y/n}’s body betrays her conscious. Her cunt holding his finger tightly as she squirts against his tongue. The groan Valak let out could have shook the whole earth, humans were so interesting and so tasty.
He slowly sat up, looking at {y/n} as she regained her composure. Panting softly as she sits up, she gathers the sheets to cover herself. ”Keep that pretty little thing delicious for me, it’s a good meal.” He laughs before stepping back into the shadows of her room.
{y/n} sighed sadly, looking around to see if Valak actually left. She looks down at her body, scratch marks adorning her stomach and thighs.
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gredoll · 7 months
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The Nun ( Valak ) x Reader [ Headcanons ]
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Multi Gender! Valak x GN! Reader
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Content Warnings: Violence, Religious Materials, Toxic Behavior, NSFW ( signified in italics ), slight con non con
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Content Rating: 18+
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Authors Note: I will be writing Valak as a multi gender demon due to the amount of times “The Nun” is referenced as she but Valak is referenced as he. I believe since it is a demon, at the end of the day, Valak would simply go by it’s name and multi genders to suit the form it chooses to go by. You are more than welcome to read Valak as a ‘he’ ‘she’ ‘they’ or ‘it’!
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Multi Gender! Valak x GN! Reader [ Headcanons ]
{y/n} had began working with the Warrens has a ledger keeper and organizer to the books and research they did on each case. This is how they met Valak.
{y/n} had began to see signs of Valak in the house but thought it was normal for a family that hunted ghosts and demons for a living and physically kept haunted items in their house to have some form of energy.
Valak would do everything in his power to frighten {y/n} away. Shifting from his normal form to the Nun and stalking {y/n}.
She would hide amongst {y/n}’s bedroom, sitting underneath the bed to scratch and claw at the bed and floor. Hiding amongst their clothes to reach out her hand and grab their arms when they would reach into the closet.
{y/n} seemed unfazed and would continue going about their business as usual. This would infuriate Valak to no end, causing the activity to become more sinister.
It would begin to leave marks across {y/n}’s body. Small ones growing into more deep and twisted cuts as the time passed.
Valak soon began to pester {y/n} as they slept. Sliding it’s tongue around {y/n}’s lips, slowly growing accustomed to the sweet taste of their body.
He would began to invade their dreams, shocked to find that in the deep recesses of {y/n}’s mind was something almost as sinister as he was. Soon the incidences became clear, he felt his body tremble with a new found excitement.
It would speak in a deep tone, voice vibrating against {y/n}’s body. “You seem to be quite interested in me, you blasphemous harlot.” He would seethe out, the color draining from {y/n} as they sat up in their bed at the confrontation.
From that night on, Valak would ravish them in exchange for information on the Warrens plans. It wasn’t hard to convince the feeble minded human.
He would run his tongue along their body, ravishing their taste and the noises they made. Cunnilingus was second nature to a snake tongued devil. Knowing how to perfectly reach the deepest, untouched parts of {y/n}.
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gredoll · 7 months
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The Nun ( Valak ) x Reader [ Oneshots ]
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fem! {y/n} x masc! Valak
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Content Warnings: Violence, Religious Material
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Content Rating: 16+
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Forked Tongue
{y/n} had been working at the church for sometime now. Having started as a simple gardener, she would slowly start joining some of the other nuns when they would study and pray.
It was a particularly dark night, {y/n} sat on her bed reading through a book one of the nuns had let her borrow. She was intrigued by the current information scattered on the page, an informative article on a demon that was said to have haunted the grounds. Her eyes scanned the pages eagerly as she read, mumbling to herself quietly the words on the page. She felt a strange presence in the room, assuming that possibly one of the deacons or nuns may be outside the door doing a safety sweep to make sure the holy ground was locked down tightly.
Her thoughts on the pages were disturbed as a loud but quick knock echoed through the room. {y/n} looked up from the book, tilting her head as she waited for someone to announce themselves before entering. After moments passed, she shook her head. 'Probably one of the clergy boys.' She thought as she continued to read, shivering slightly at the change in the rooms atmosphere. Her eyes traced over the words in a delicate but deliberate manner, taking in everything she could as the information stored itself safely into the deep recesses of her mind.
As she slowly finished the pages on the demon, her eyes stopped on the final sentence. It looked scratched out and written over in several attempts to conceal underneath the pen marks and torn pieces of paper. She tilts her head, staring at the last letters left on the page. V—ak. 'Vak? That didn't make any sense...'
{y/n} sighs as she slowly places the book on the side table and lays back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. Maybe she would ask one of the nuns in the morning on what was supposed to be written.
As she stretches and yawns, {y/n} turns over and settles comfortably as she slowly falls asleep.
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...BANG
{y/n} sits up quickly, groggy eyes looking around as she tries to steady her head to wake up. Nothing looked different as she carefully surveyed the room, her eyes landing on the clock. 3:33.
She sighed and slowly pulled the covers off to investigate the noise, slipping her house shoes on and pulling on her dressing gown. She turns on the lamp and looks around once again. Nothing out of the ordinary. She sighs, taking a moment to look out into the hallway and check the rest of her room.
Once concluded that nothing was wrong and it was probably some animal outside, {y/n} lays back on the bed. Her eyes widen with horror as she stares at the ceiling, the cross formerly sitting above her bedroom door was shoved upside down in the top of the ceiling, pointing down towards the bed like a menacing stake.
Almost as on a secret cue, the lamp began to flicker. {y/n} quickly got up from the bed as the room went dark. Her heavy breathing could be heard as a hot arm wraps around her waist, pulling her back into something too big and too hard to be human. She lets out a scream before a hand was shoved over her mouth, clawed fingers forcing into her open mouth as a makeshift gag. She tries to scream and move her head but the being is persistent on keeping her still.
"So, you wanna know about the demon in the book." It's voice was sickening, venomous. It leaned down close to {y/n}'s ear, sniffing and inhaling deeply, it's body shuddering behind her. As {y/n} cries, shaking softly against the form of the thing, she feels a slimy and sleek object rub against her neck and cheek.
The thing exhales softly, it's tongue gliding along her cheek and neck almost tasting her fear. The ends of it's tongue flicking like a serpents. "If you can prove that you're worthy of my name, I will grant you the pleasure of my zeal."
A burning sensation pierced through {y/n} as the creature dug it's claws into her tongue. His sharp talons piercing the muscle and carving a Peter's Cross against the sensitive appendage. As blood began to fill {y/n}'s mouth, she was forcefully pushed to the ground as the beast vanished without even a second word.
She screams and cries, holding herself as the morning light blindly shines through the curtains.
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