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anxietytwist · 1 year
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𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲
“𝐖𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡”
[ 𝟸𝟽 | 𝟻'𝟼" | Genderfluid | DemiAce | ♥︎𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐭 ]
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ᴏᴜᴛꜰɪᴛ‣ 𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵*, 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘱, 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴, & 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴
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✱The jacket used to belong to 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞'𝐬 dad✱
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ᴍᴀꜱᴋ‣ 𝘙𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵
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ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ‣ 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘢𝘳
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ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ‣ They/He/She (easily shown by them wearing different bracelets)
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ‣ Soft muscles (from carrying 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞'𝐬 career on their back)
They're selectively mute (communicates mainly via ASL, but on the rare occasion may speak ... they force themselves when serving as “bait” 😞)
Sometimes wears a binder (it depends on how he's “feeling” that day), otherwise, he just wears a sports bra
𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 is unfortunately her uncle (she ended up with him AFTER the deaths of her parents when she was 𝟷𝟸) 😒
They're a VERY fastidious person (their apartment is “clinically” neat & tidy) ... so living with 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫, as an adult, was a definite FUCK NO
He has 𝟶 relationship experience, so he's quite unsure how to act when 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐭 flirts with him (even though he thinks he likes it???) 😳
She's a “jack of all trades” (aka. exhausted from 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 bullshit)
Their main mode of transportation is an electric bicycle (they prefer to be as “eco-friendly” as possible in life 😉)
He chose the rabbit mask becase his father's nickname for him was “𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲” & chose the name “𝐖𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡” for his persona because it was what his mother always called him
Her hairstyle is apparently called a “mushroom cut”, which is very on-brand™ I think 🍄
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𝗖𝗪⬇Character “Opinions”⬇𝗧𝗪
𝗚𝗢𝗥𝗘 "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗣𝗦𝗘𝗦 "𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦."
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⚝ Also, this meme pretty much describes them:
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harlequinoccult · 7 months
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SLAUGHTER☆SQUAD UPDATE- PART 1
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-> THREE ROUTES AVAILABLE, BLACK DAHLIA, OVERDOSE, SWEETHEART.
-> FIND THINGS OUT ABOUT YOUR MC (AND CARTER)
-> PONDER THE FOREST
-> OVERHAULED PRONOUN SYSTEM, NOW SUPPORTS CUSTOM AND MULTIPLE PRONOUNS
-> ACHIEVEMENT SYSTEM IMPLEMENTED, TRACK THEM FROM THE BOTTOM MENU
-> FIRST BLOOD.
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DISCORD DEMO KOFI
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creepling · 18 days
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FICS FOR GAZA !
hello peeps! i am taking part in wip sponsorships for @ficsforgaza to help out with donations for the many fundraisers they have linked.
to meet with the terms, i am only offering sponsorships of works about video game characters. this includes my usual tcm game wips, alongside one i have of boomer from ssktjl.
here is an outline of steps to participate; send a screenshot that is proof of donation alongside the wip you are sponsoring into my inbox. $1 donated to a fundraiser = 100 words written for the sponsored wip. the word counts i provide are just rough estimations and i am willing to go over if the donations go higher! once a work is completed, i will give special thanks to donators for their contribution to the fic and the aid for gaza!
my limit is $20 for 2k, but feel free to donate as much as you can seperately from my wips!
click here for a further explanation from ficsforgaza if you are still unsure. their blog also has tabs on FAQ, fundraisers and all the info you need.
reminder: do not donate to ME. only send me proof of donation.
MY WIPS
BAD TINDER DATE WITH BOOMER (title still to be decided)
ssktjl!captain boomerang x fem!reader. bad first impressions. enemies to lovers. eventual smut? mini-fic series.
you have a reputation for liking the bad boys. your friends have warned you'll get your heart broken and it's time to move on to better things. after a horrible date with the aussie boomerang-slinger, you decide to finally take their advice. but it's not that easy moving on. there is something about him you can't get enough of...
progress: 676/6000 words
TO DEVOUR IS TO LOVE: CHAPTER 2
tcm game original character. multiple ships. dead dove - do not eat. general tags on this post.
in the second chapter, winona slaughter is navigating through the city life. fate aligns with her hunger and she crosses paths with maria flores and her group of friends. all is well as they take the abnormal, but intriging rural girl under their wing. but winona is struggling to cope with the buffet that she surrounds herself in. let's see how long she can last before things get messy...
progress: 4312/5500 words
THE BABYSITTER (title still to be decided)
johnny slaughter x fem!reader. babysitter trope. stalking. violence and gore. non-con. minor character death. dark smut. dead dove - do not eat.
reader finishes up her babysitting shift and expects the usual routine of her boyfriend picking her up. she doesn't know that someone is watching her, and is waiting for the right time to prance. when johnny finally digs his nails into reader, he knows a sadistic way to get her to succumb to him and have some derranged fun.
progress: 0/1500-2000 words
FOXY (title still to be decided)
johnny slaughter x fox-hybrid!reader. smut. petplay. dom/sub. minor injury. primal. humiliation. tags still to be decided.
fox-hybrid!reader gets caught up in one of hitchhikers traps when trying to snag nugget from the family property. unlucky for them, johnny's been working outside and spots the commotion. finding the hurt, scared reader, johnny takes them in with a devilish smirk. now he's got a little pet he can play with, and he ain't gonna play nice.
progress: 0/1000 words.
IN THE BLUEBONNET FIELD (title still to be decided)
johnny slaughter x fem!reader. smut. stalking. yandere. primal. non-con. knifeplay. bloodplay. dead dove - do not eat.
johnny has been stalking the reader for weeks, relishing in their scared state. as the days go by, the reader feels like she is being watched, catching glimpses of an unknown man following her every move. with morbid curiousity, the reader decides to treck through the bluebonnet fields to finally come face to face with her stalker. when he takes her advances, he finally has her at his mercy.
progress: 0/3000 words.
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dividers by @thecutestgrotto.
FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE.
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what I mean when I say I like big boys
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tatersrino · 5 months
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Sketch of the beautiful Малинка with a bonus cold from @ harlequinoccult’s slaughter squad if 🩵
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thedecoy-if · 1 year
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not gonna lie my MC will not be impressed when they find about A and how they don't know what happened to S. A total grump. it will take them everything to keep that secret and honestly a part of them wants to just spill the beans to screw with the others. (Also A deserves to know)
maybe the reason why their kingdom is falling apart has to do with their genuine inability to consider the feelings of other people, cos there was that whole abduction that happened and that was weird (and traumatizing honestly)
I’m enjoying making this whole ordeal as hard for MC as possible 😭
Everything becomes clearer in the later chapters but there is an impression that S left on their own, while I’m not going to confirm or deny that, there’s been evidence the Slaughter happened with help from someone on the inside. They don’t trust anyone. I just want to make it clear the Slaughter happened very recently and the entire royal family was killed in a way that should’ve been impossible with all the efforts they make at protecting them. This is unheard of. The way they’re acting now isn’t how they act usually!
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alilloserboy · 1 month
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Some SLSQ doodles I did cus I was bored :P
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3rd and 4th image is my little MC :3
(may or may not be developing both a Pinterest board and playlist for my MC.)
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sm-002 · 1 year
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more doodles of my slasher mc, alter!! 🎆
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glacierbash · 3 months
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At this point this character’s just mean.
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harlequinoccult · 2 years
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YOU HAVE A HUNGER
A HUNGER THAT YOU’VE BEEN NEGLECTING For the most part, you’re a pretty normal mid-20-something year old who lives in a shitty apartment in the city. Well, except for one thing. Your.....”Associate” Carter “Dollface” Abernathy.
Who is a murderer, and quite frankly, a sloppy one at that. And you’re the accessory to his crimes. No matter what way you’ve gotten to know the man,or how you feel about him, you’re stuck with him, and stuck with just being his little “helper”
........Or are you? Especially when you’re suddenly given a....Unique opportunity.
                                              WELCOME TO THE                                             SLAUGHTER☆SQUAD
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☆CREATE YOUR VERY OWN SLASHER
☆CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON
☆CHOOSE YOUR SPECIALTY
☆CHOOSE THE FATES OF OTHER PEOPLE
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ELYSIUM (HE/THEY) [GNC-MALE] Mask: A full head mask made out of cracked tiles of mirror glass Weapon Of Choice:Butcher knife (w.r. case and sons cut-co 102-12) Outfit: They wear very clearly expensive looking designer clothes. A velvety looking red v-neck t-shirt, black jeans with artfully purposeful stitches connecting the thighs with the rest of the leg, sharply heeled ankle boots with red bottoms, and thick designer black gloves.
BLACK DAHLIA (SHE/HER) [FEMALE] Mask: A handmade mask, looks more like a flower arrangement art piece. dried black dahlia flowers at either side of the wooden mask, multi-coloured autumn leaves frame the dried flowers on either side and meet at the middle of the mask, just under the eye holes. Weapon Of Choice:Felling Axe Outfit: Wearing nondescript black lace up boots, extremely faded ripped blue jeans, a thin grey turtleneck under a green flannel shirt and a long pale pine green duffel coat, and an immaculate looking pearl necklace. Carries a brown worn looking messenger bag constantly.
OVERDOSE (HE/SHE/THEY) [GENDERFLUID] Mask: A heavily modified gas mask. painted black and studded with metal spikes, the glass of the eyes replaced with green tinted mirror lenses Weapon Of Choice:Nail Bat Outfit: They wear a faded pink leather jacket with the sleeves hacked off, a black and white long sleeved, striped shirt under an oversized black band t-shirt halfway tucked into wide legged jeans with the knees completely ripped open, showing their fishnet tights, wearing ratty, mismatched black and blue converse sneakers. completed with a spiked dog collar.
COLD (THEY/THEM) [NONBINARY] Mask: A smooth, blank white mask. its only features are its black eye-holes. Weapon Of Choice:Garrote Outfit: They wear a long black pea coat, black leather gloves, a tawny brown scarf over a light grey turtleneck with black slacks and heeled ankle boots.
SWEETHEART (HE/HIM) [MALE] Mask: A shiny, red, full face motorcycle helmet. Weapon Of Choice:Sledgehammer, Hunting knife Outfit: He wears a tan, sheepskin bomber jacket over a loose, dark grey, linen button up, slightly faded dark blue jeans, grey and white work boots, occasionally wears cheap heart themed rings on his fingers. 
T̵̢͙̓̍H̴̟̖͕͊͋E̶͈͆͝ ̷̙̝́̋͑H̵͎͗̕͠Ơ̵͈̟̭͇̇̄S̶̪̗̓͛͗̏T̴̡̈́͂͋ (???) [???] M̶̡͂a̵̫̥̋͐ͅş̶̛̦̖̒k̸̯̠̿̔̽͝:̴̹͍̂̅͛ ??? ̵̮̀͌W̴͇̑̊̈́̎e̶͚̋a̴͍̝̪̔̆͋͐p̸̹̱̎̓͝͝ǫ̵̰̪͆n̷̜͚͎̄ͅ ̷̤̻̮̉̏O̷̖͍̥͘͜f̵̞̲̱̋̉̈́ ̵̘̈́̒͊̀Ċ̴̫͕̻̼h̴͎̭̞̓ͅo̶̡̿͜í̶̦̭̳c̷̹̑e̸̥̝̝͐͆̀:̶͙̟̼͐̕ͅ ???                                                        ☆ DEMO ☆
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the-blu-blues · 1 year
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I started to play "slaughter Squad" demo by @harlequinoccult and gosh I really like how its going so far!
While I was putting the details down I realised I was making an old oc/slashersona and just went along with it and improved the design 😅
Her alias is "chipper", is diplomatic and a bit of a doormat so others can underestimate them so they can strike. I'm still trying to figure out her character a bit more but ill figure it out. (without shadow under the cut :)) )
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Writing Dump; Nopperabo and Hannya #1
Media: Interactive Fiction SLAUGHTER SQUAD
Tags: @harlequinoccult
Author's Note: This is with a scenario assuming they’d go into the forest together. Also a note, Hannya is technically a jack of all trades, but is naturally a good actor while Nopperabo fills the bait role usually. Thought I'd say that here since I don't think I made it clear in their profiles.
Warnings: written murder, forced self cannibalism(Not in depth)
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“Brother, don’t worry! I’ll catch ‘em, you butcher ‘em!” Hannya says sunnily, walking backwards along the path. “That is not what I’m worried about, Sh-- Hannya….” Nopperabo curses under his breath at the slip up. “Hearing you call me Hannya is kinda funny, y’know?” Ze laugh. “It’s…. odd, it feels like I’m calling you by the wrong name again…” Zer brother laments. “But you’re not! I picked Hannya out! So don’t be so awkward about it!” 
“Easier said than done…. Hannya,” He says it very slowly, deliberately, like he’s trying to commit the name to memory. He shakes his head, “I’m having hang ups about this, um, killing thing, you know?”
“Man, you work with Carter. You’re an accomplice already!”
“Not by choice,” Nopperabo hisses. He lets out an exasperated sigh. “But you aren’t holding back, are you?” He asks, looking at his sibling like he already knew the answer. “Nope!~ I’m gonna let loose!~ I was promised free reign on these unfortunate bastards and I’ll get it even if I have to kill the other fuckers to get it~” Ze twirl while laughing as if ze were talking about anything else. Nopperabo shakes his head again, frowning. They both snap to attention when they hear a scuffle, like something moving through the brush. Hannya gains a cheshire cat smile under zer mask, knowing exactly what that sound was. Ze surge towards zer brother and whisper-shout into his face, “This is our chance!!”
“Is that a person??” He whispers back. Ze nod rapidly and gesture towards a large tree. The two hide behind it and peer around. Wandering through the bushes, quite far from the path, is a man who looks very unprepared to be in the woods, with his button up and clean jeans. He’s panting like he ran a marathon and his face is blotchy like he ran a marathon. Hannya gestures for Nopperabo to hide, making him crouch and crab-walk into the foliage as silently as possible. Hannya presses zer back flat against the bark, takes a breath and shouts “Hey! Someone?! Is anyone there?! Hey!!” Ze will zerself to sound as distressed as possible and throws zer voice as far away as possible. The man calls back and there’s the telltale sound of someone running through bushes and other shit. Hannya keeps bullshitting zer way through the process, listening as the man gets closer and closer, eventually running past zer. Ze smile a bloodthirsty, manic smile as ze pounce, throwing zerself onto his back. The sudden weight topples him easily, sending the two into the dirt and scrambling around. Nopperabo rushes out of his little hiding spot, his bonesaw at the ready and tells himself that this is necessary. 
Hannya flips the man over, holding his hands above his head then switching to standing on them, grinding them into the ground with zer heel. “Do his feet first, brother! Hack ‘em joint by joint!” Ze cheer. “Shut it, baka yaro!” He hisses, approaching quickly and grabbing harshly at his victims leg. He grabs the other and sits on both legs, putting all of his weight on them. He takes a steadying breath while the man screams and cleaves his bonesaw into the hip joint. He forcefully turns the man to get a better angle while sawing away at his hip. Eventually, he hits bone. He puts more force into it, listening to the sound of the bone letting the saw break it away. It gets a bit rough, making Nopperabo pull the saw out and slam it back down a couple of times, splattering blood over him. Then he gets up, dropping the saw onto the ground next to him and grabs the mans nearly severed leg. He looks to his sibling, then ze nod. Ze grab the man's arms, closer to the shoulders, firmly. “One,” Nopperabo announces, digging his nails into the fabric and flesh of this leg. “Two,” Hannya responds. “THREE!!!” They shout in unison, yanking towards themselves with all of their strength. The nasty sound of tearing flesh follows along with agonizing screams and begging as Nopperabo holds up the fully severed leg to show his victim wordlessly. “Hehehe, that’s not the only limb you’ll be losing tonight!~” Ze laugh cruelly, dropping him again to stand on his hands. Nopperabo gestures for his sibling to move while swapping the leg for his bonesaw. He kneels on the man’s hands and positions the saw at his victims armpits. 
He saws away until he severs one arm, then the second all while Hannya cheers him on and the man screams. He stands to admire his work. The man has started to cry and his voice has long gone hoarse. “Brother, let me have your saw for a second!” Hannya holds a hand out. Zer brother gives it to zer without any fuss. Ze take it and saws off a hunk of leg. “Open wide, sir~” ze sing while sitting on his chest. He clamps his mouth shut, already sensing zer intentions. Nopperabo scoffs. He bends down and holds the man’s nose. After a second it forces him to open his mouth. Hannya shoves the hunk of flesh into his mouth, then forcefully shuts his mouth. “Iiko, iiko~” Ze praise him like he’s a puppy that did a trick right. “Ugh, there’s blood in my mask…” Zer brother complains. “Rip!” Hannya says, laughing. “You finish him off, I have to do something about this,” he mutters while turning away. “Okay!~” Ze throw the bonesaw off to the side and skips to wherever zer stuff was stashed. Ze pull out zer chainsaw and look back at the stranger that the two of them have mangled. Hannya slowly turns zer body to face him as well, then revs the chainsaw.
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rassilon-imprimatur · 2 years
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I’m rewatching Resurrection of the Daleks on a whim, and every time I revisit it I’m always surprised how much of the Hartnell and Troughton Dalek stories are frothing in it. The duplicates are both The Chase and the Robomen, the time corridor and the Daleks setting traps and snares in past/present/future is from The Evil of the Daleks. The Doctor putting aside his usual self and care for his companions in the crusade against them, again, Troughton’s duo. It’s a fun contrast with Davros’ presence, he bringing a nastier Re-Animator bite to Genesis canon vs the Daleks gradually realizing that, no, he and they genuinely cannot occupy the same space without destroying each other.
It’s also funny to me how relentlessly bullied so much of this plot and the mistakes the Daleks keep making have been over the years and according to fandom wisdom, as if.. it’s not… the point? As if the script isn’t completely aware? They’re absurd, hateful, monstrously violent little idiots, so blinded by their ego and paranoia that, yeah, they keep making major mistakes. Their plot has too many steps bound to collapse, the Supreme watches everything and everyone wandering around the prison station as if he controls everything, too cowardly to leave his control room, and then panics and blames everyone else the moment things being to spiral to the gory finale. I dunno. This is a nasty little serial, but it’s my nasty little serial. Warriors of the Deep is much the same way for me.
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samaspic31 · 2 years
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It's a good thing YouTube doesn't have a Wrapped thing because it would just expose the ungodly amount of times I've listened to every version of Vode An available
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sm-002 · 1 year
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here's my SLSQ oc, alter! his pinterest is right over here. and go read @harlequinoccult's IF, SLAUGHTER☆SQUAD!!
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obsessivevoidkitten · 7 months
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Hellbound Angel
Male Yandere Demon x Male Angel Reader (CW: Noncon, drugged reader, drugged sex, drug-like cum, drug-like saliva, big ol' horse cock, literally equine dick, belly bulge, armpit kink, scent kink, musk, underwear sniffing, kidnapping, general yandere behavior, temporarily mind-broken reader, religious themes, dehydration, forced feminization, reader has minor injuries not inflicted by yandere) Word Count: 2.2k
In the never-ending war against the legions of Hell, the middle ground where most of the fighting was done was on Earth. However, the heavenly forces sometimes deemed an incursion into Hell necessary.
You had been sent on a mission to scout ahead and take note of the coming forces.
Angels were stronger than most demons. Even so, almost your entire squad had been wiped out in a bloody ambush. The other survivors had used the one holy recall scroll to teleport themselves back to heaven.
Each squad sent into Hell is given one and only one. They probably thought you were dead already when they left still with demons in pursuit. They had to act quickly. You didn't blame them. Without it, you were trapped here. Unless you could find a demon's gate that could take you to Earth. That's how the demons made it out. But there would certainly be legions of the enemy at such places.
You had managed to escape the slaughter of your scouting party, but you were injured. Your wings had been hurt as had your leg. Relatively minor injuries, but in a hostile land, they certainly made things more difficult.
To be honest, you weren't exactly the strongest angel on a good day. This was not a good day.
You limped along the rocky landscape, using your holy staff as a walking stick. You stayed low to remain unseen by any wandering beasts or demons as you made your way out of the fiery wastelands and into the white sand desert. Hell wasn't all fire and brimstone. It was the most popular depiction of Hell's most dramatic landscape, but there were other biomes, too. Now you were getting into one of the many deserts Hell had to offer.
It was cooler than the burning wastes, but by no means was it comfortable. Water and food were scarce, the white sands were nearly blinding, and the swirling black sky was a constant ominous reminder that you were not safe.
You could go a long time without food and water. You wouldn't die without them, but after a while, you would wither up and be unable to move. You'd go into a kind of stasis. And then you'd be defenseless.
For days, you wandered. At least... you thought it was days. Despite the perpetually black sky the sun never set. Your lips were chapped, your wounds aching, hope dying in your heart. You had to find an oasis to rest at. Build up your strength. From the limited maps you had seen of this region of Hell there should be one at the heart of this desert, but with your wings and legs messed up it would still take many days still to reach it.
There were several more days of endless marching, hobbling on your injured leg that was getting harder and harder to walk on before you finally saw the oasis in the distance. You tried your best to approach stealthily, going behind dunes and sand drifts whenever possible, and wrapping your white wings around you to provide some measure of camouflage with the white sands. As you got near, it disappeared in a puff of smoke. And out of the smoke stood a demon. It was a trap.
Dark brownish red skin, sharp horns, a tail flicking back and forth, and he stood at least a foot taller than you. He was very muscular, his sweat coated abs glistened in the sunlight. He wore nothing. His long horse-like cock and big nuts swinging freely below a thick patch of black pubic hair.
You caught yourself accidentally staring and looked away quickly before readying your divine staff for a fight. Which was really hard, since you could barely stand without it.
The demon winked and chuckled.
"Do you like it~ There's no harm in just looking, you know?"
He closed the distance between the two of you in a flash and knocked the staff away in one fluid motion.
"As a matter of fact, you can do a lot more than look, little bird. My cum would make you feel so much better~ That oasis you're looking for is still miles away."
"Uh, thanks for the kind offer, but I think I will pass. I'll just be on my way and out of your hair."
You stepped back slowly, hoping to make it to your staff so you could maybe limp away and give him a good smack if he followed. But he wasn't giving you the chance.
"Oh, but you're dehydrated!"
He took a few steps forward until there were mere inches between you. He put a hand on your cheek and thumbed at your chapped lips gently.
"Your lips are all dry. Let me help~"
Before you could decline, he held your head in place and leaned down. He traced and prodded your sore lips with his long slick tongue.
You tried to push him away but couldn't do much in your current condition. And the saliva was having some kind of effect on you.
He slipped his tongue past your lips and kissed you greedily.
Your head grew fuzzy and your legs weak. His spit was some type of drug. It felt... nice...
You resisted it as long as you could, even resorting to biting his tongue, but he ignored it and continued. Moments later, you slumped against him, your head on his muscular chest. The only thought in your head as you passed out was how nice this man in front of you smelled.
He picked you up gently and carried you bridal style. It was fitting since you were certainly his little bride now, as far as he was concerned. He placed a chaste kiss on the top of your head and then started walking towards the underground dwelling he called home.
When you woke up, your wounds had been healed, and you felt a lot better. Though you were still dizzy. There was an intoxicating smell all around you and you didn't recognize your surroundings.
Your first instinct was to jump up and flee, but you were immediately pulled back down and placed in the lap of your demonic captor. His monstrous cock poking out between your thighs.
You looked down and realized you were naked, your soft cock and balls laying on his unnaturally warm prick.
"Let me go!" You elbowed him as hard as you could but he must have made sure you stayed drugged because you couldn't muster up any strength to put into your struggle.
"Let you go? After all the trouble I have gone through to romance you?"
"Romance!? You kidnapped me and I don't even know who the fuck you are, creep!!"
You struggled with renewed anger, smacking your head backwards, elbowing, kicking, and scratching. All amounting to you gasping for breath, tired, while he chuckled at the attempt.
"You're in Hell! I could have raped you and left you in the sand to be killed by any passing monster and that still would have been considered romance."
He placed his large hands on your legs with his thumbs drawing lazy circles on your thighs.
"I saved you from the desert, treated your wounds, let you rest for days, fed you, gave you water, and bathed you. That is damn romantic!"
He started assaulting your neck with little licks and kisses, enjoying how you squirmed in protest while sitting on his equine cock.
"As for the name that you'll be moaning when I bury myself in you, it's Tevrik."
"My friends will come back for me. You should save yourself the trouble and let me go now!"
This was a bluff, of course. They almost certainly thought you were dead. You didn't know if your deception would work, but you didn't expect him to respond with a cackle.
"No, they won't! Rathiel won't let em!"
A shudder went through you at the mention of your boss who had ordered the mission into Hell.
"He's one of Hell's best agents. Gives us lots of intel."
You were dumbfounded and fell silent a moment before regaining your composure and replying angrily.
"Lies from a worthless demon!"
"I'd never lie to you, sweetie~"
He trailed his hands up and down your thighs as he continued.
"How else did we set up that ambush? Rathiel sent you to us. We needed more angel blood. But not yours."
Your blood ran cold as he began grinding into you.
"I picked you out from a bunch of employee profiles just to be my little princess. I'm half angel myself and wanted an angel bride~ We'll rule this region of Hell together!"
He repositioned you on his lap to face towards him as his flared cock grew fully erect.
"You weren't supposed to be hurt in the battle. I'm so sorry about that. I killed the demons who did it."
You didn't even struggle when he positioned you above his dick, hot precum smearing your hole as his cock pressed against it. The betrayal drained the fight from you.
"After the battle, I just followed you for a bit, so you'd be tired. And now here you are. With me."
The precum and smell of his arousal were making you dizzier. The words he spoke brought tears from your eyes.
"Awe, don't cry. After we have some alone time to adjust, I'll take you to the palace~ You'll be royalty!"
You winced as his cock entered you, expecting pain. Surprisingly, there was none. Instead it was like every cell in your body was filled with pleasure.
This couldn't be right. You had to escape. Sex with a demon was a very taboo thing.
You started struggling but Tevrik held you still.
"Shhh, I know you're upset. But just let it happen, okay? I'll make you feel so good."
As his precum continued to dribble out of his dick and into you and as the betrayal by your trusted higher up sank in you once more lost the will to fight.
Why were you fighting anyway? This cock felt so nice. And he was so kind and romantic to go through all this trouble to get you away from your evil boss right?
You relaxed and lay against his chest as he pumped into you slowly. You looked up at him and realized he had your underwear in his hand and was holding it up to his nose sniffing the crotch.
"You smell so good, girly. So good. You feel good too."
"You smell nice too!" Then your brain caught up with the rest of what he had said.
"A-and I'm not a g-girl." Too focused on your pleasure to really care.
"Nah, you're too pretty to be a man. Too weak too. Plus you have this tight little cunt hugging my dick. You're definitely a girly~"
"O-okay."
You blushed because he called you pretty. You supposed he made a lot of sense. You were clearly a girl. You wondered why you didn't know that sooner. It felt right.
He chuckled warmly as you drooled on his chest and made cute little gasps and moans. He couldn't wait until you were moaning his name.
Tevrik didn't pound you, he didn't want to hurt his sweet baby bird. Instead he just rocked his hips into you and enjoyed the effect it had on you.
After you started making those delicious noises his demonic precum began to make you super cuddly. He continued to breed your tight hole while you started nuzzling him and leaving gentle kisses on his chest. He began grinding into you a bit faster and more forcefully, his cock clearly outlined through your belly as it nestled into you as deeply as he could get it.
"Fuck babe, I'm about to bust."
But you came before he did it. Your cock spilling silvery angelic seed on his belly as you called his name and clung to him tightly. The combined sight of you cumming while impaled by his dick while at the same time calling his name just like you promised he would sent Tevrik over the edge. His large balls filled your tummy with hot demon cum. It made you feel warm and fluttery and loved. Like you could feel his emotions through his seed.
You were so tired from all the emotion and sex that you passed out on top of him, nuzzling your nose into the comforting scent of his armpit as you clung to him.
Tevrik smiled. You were just so precious. Sadly, he knew you'd regress back into struggling against him. But that was okay. He would keep reminding you how the angels threw you away and keep breeding you full of his drug-like semen. Soon you'd crave it. He'd bed you constantly until you needed it. And then breed you as much as you wanted him to after that.
Yeah, it would take a while. But he had all the time in the universe.
Tevrik sighed with content and closed his eyes, taking your underwear and putting it back up to his nose while he relaxed with his cock still deep inside you.
You may have been in Hell, but Tevrik was in Heaven.
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