#gehenna

[astronite13]

"But we all have no choice but to keep living."

#BOKURA WA IKIRU SHIKANAI NDA #vibes from this song are immaculate #ignore that enas in her hermit outfit it just looked cool #shinonome ena #project sekai #art pile #gehenna

[meguchi512]

WE ALL HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LIVE.

#trying out new brushes always make my styles go ⤵️🔄🔃↪️⤵️↩️⬅️↖️ but i love this one so much #art #my art #digital art #prsk art #prsk fa #prsk #pjsk fanart #project sekai fanart #pjsk #mizuki akiyama #mizuki pjsk #pjsk mizuki #gehenna #mizuki fanart #digital illustration #tw implied sh #implied sh

[luminumfoil]

WHB!Michael x Reader

ECHOES OF THE SWEETNESS OF YOUR VOICE

Warning: May not be very accurate to his character as I am still trying to learn and take notes of their character, personality and how they behave. Plus, English isn't my first language, so I apologize in advance.

Spending yet another time in hell, exploring the places and roaming around the streets in Gehenna, knowing that you could possibly be cornered by an angel or worse.. A seraphim.

Michael sensed your presence and your scent from afar. He took this as a chance to strike only to be stopped by you after he heard the words you muttered out your lips.

“Don't you think Michael's eyes are quite unique? In a good way, of course. His eyes are really pretty.” You said with a hint of admiration from your tone, ranting to a random devil about what you think about the seraphims. It was flattering for Michael. The way his wing fluttered softly upon hearing that with a hint of a rosy hue color painting his face showed everything how he felt.

It was quite surprising, especially coming from a human. Not that he wasn't aware of that, after all he took pride in his form since it was crafted by God Himself yet hearing that coming out of your lips and hearing the tone, pitch and the way your voice sounded after you complimented his eyes made him feel something surreal.

He did plan on to strike, but maybe he'll do it in another time.. Not because he was flattered, of course. He just didn't see the point in striking at the moment since he was outnumbered after he saw the nobles coming in to fetch you.

He flew away, still feeling the heat on his face as your voice kept echoing in his mind.

#what in hell is bad #whb #gehenna #whb angels #whb michael

[mafuyuakgae]

im sorry i deceived you

#mizuki akiyama #project sekai colourful stage #25 ji night code de #25ji #my art #gehenna #this song fucks #quick doodle only sryyyyyy i rly want to do a full piece after this hell month but the 2dmv is really so good #something abt 25ji makes me want to draw edgy emo shit but i feel so self concious lol ............

[hell-drabbles]

Satan and Sitri 1

Summary: Sitri angers you and so does Satan. Just to get them to shut up, you yanked Satan and bite him in the neck.

(Baaarely finished chapter 1 and am going into chapter 2 but uuuugh so many filler battles.)

“Is there any tea you would like, Solomon? Ah wait, I think I know what you’ll like.”

Always with the ‘Solomon’ this and ‘Solomon’ that. Sitri’s eyes shine and that smile of his was certainly gentle, but a part of you wanted him to stop and an even larger one wanted nothing more for him to spill his tears and have his lips wobble.

Grief. You wanted to see his grief, raw and proper. At least then you’ll know he’s finally got it through his head that Solomon is dead and gone, no matter the fact that he’s in your blood.

The problem, unfortunately, lies in the fact that you’re a human. A human who’s bloodline is tied to a very beloved Solomon. Anything you do, be it rage or sadness, the devils will look upon it with nostalgic fondness. Like you could do no wrong.

It’s grating. It’s annoying. Infuriating. Maybe that’s why you refuse to freely share your kindness here in Hell?

When you hear the cup clink on the red table, you don’t touch it nor even acknowledge it.

“Is something wrong, Solomon?”

Everything. All that Sitri’s doing is just, wrong to you. Like nothing truly belong to you. But you can’t say any of it out loud, because then you’ll be responding to a name that’s not yours.

“Ah, could it be that you want a different tea this time? I do recall that you like to experiment with new flavors.” Sitri took the cup back but you didn’t look up from your book. You’re not even registering the words, you just needed something to stare at that wasn’t Sitri. “Perhaps something calming will soothe the harsh beat of your heart?”

The chair besides you was pulled and Satan made himself comfy in it, depressing against it as though the weight of the war was finally lifted from him. It didn’t take him long to regain his energy and lean forward onto the table.

Satan turned towards you, a knowing grin on his face.

“You’re angry,” Satan whispered, like it was some kind of secret you’re keeping.

You’re not in the mood. So you didn’t say anything. You didn’t even lift your eyes. Satan kept wiggling his tongue, clearly wanting you to break and shove him back.

“Ah,” Sitri came back with a new pot of tea brewed, “Your Majesty Satan. Is there anything you’d like to have for a drink?”

Of course he’d say Satan’s proper name. Yours? Didn’t matter for shit.

“Hmm, let’s see,” Satan needs to be quiet. Everyone needs to be quiet, “Well, I’m craving–”

You tossed your book on the table and grabbed a fistful of Satan’s hair before yanking him back. He practically squealed like a pig and even started writhing like one when let your teeth sink into the pliant flesh of his neck.

Satan’s tongue rolled through your fingers when you clasped his mouth shut. You can feel the dumb smile under your palm but you didn’t care for it all that much.

Not when you can see Sitri just standing there, struck dumb with his steaming tray. When you saw him take his lip between his teeth, eyebrows furrowing with emotional conflict, you unlatched yourself from Satan and kicked him off his chair.

Satan tried to get up, but the rush of it all had him shaking. You took a cloth from Sitri’s pocket and wiped your lips.

“I’m going to bed,” you dropped the handkerchief onto Sitri’s shoes.

Hopefully this nap will reset your mood back to normal.

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad #hell-drabbles #hell-drabbles exclusive #drabble #satan #sitri #reader insert #gehenna

[cherryalexart]

#deamon #gehenna #dark art

[awk64]

BADA

twitch twitter

#blue archive #gehenna #amau ako

[enananhearts]

❝ I'M SORRY I COULDN'T TELL YOU . . . ❞ : ̗̀➛ 暁山瑞希 AKIYAMA MIZUKI in GEHENNA.

#edits ♡ #prsk #pjsk #proseka #project sekai #akiyama mizuki #mizuki akiyama #prsk gifs #pjsk gifs #proseka gifs #project sekai gifs #akiyama mizuki gifs #mizuki akiyama gifs #gehenna #wotaku

[thejewitches]

One great metaphor for the Jewish “hell” is that of the Supernal Washing Machine. If a pair of socks are covered in filth, is it punishment to wash the socks on heavy-duty? Are you in any way punishing the socks for being dirty? No, of course not. The experience of what people call “hell” is merely the cleansing process. That is not to say that it isn’t painful or difficult. As mentioned above, the process includes experiencing all of the negatives that one caused in their life.

Learn about the Afterlife in Judaism

#jewish #judaism #jumblr #afterlife #jewish theology #heaven #hell #purgatory #gehenna #sheol #theology #religion

[wihellib]

With the release of L Rank Ppyong officially confirming that we can get L Ranks that are not the Kings or Angels, I’m curious about which characters you most want to see get the L Rank treatment.

#what in hell is bad #whb #poll #whb belial #whb leraye #whb sitri #whb paimon #whb minhyeok #whb zagan #whb astaroth #gehenna #gehenna nobles

[luminumfoil]

WHB!Zagan x Reader

Reminder: I am not so experienced with writing suggestive contents and english is not my first language so please excuse the errors along the way. I am also not experienced with the workouts, the items/props in the gyms, so please excuse those errors as well. Thank you.

Warning : Suggestive?

Ever since Satan told you that you also needed to go to the gym to strengthen yourself, since.. apparently, it strengthens him and his contract formed with you, you decided to go to the gym whenever you had the time.

You'd often see Zagan and Leraye as well as the other devils there working out. You'd pass by Zagan and Leraye and greet them from time to time.

After some time working out and observing the other devils, you wanted to try out deadlifting, but you were inexperienced, so you decided to ask someone to spot you. You spotted Zagan from the crowd, so you decided to approach him.

“Zagan?” you called out. He shifted both his gaze and body towards you. He looked at you, his gaze wording out, “Yes?” answering out to your call.

“I was wondering if you'd be comfortable spotting me?” He nodded and followed you along the way.

After walking for a couple of minutes, you both got there and positioned yourself. Zagan stood behind you, due to the closure you had with Zagan from behind, the moment you bend down to start to deadlift, your ass met contact with his crotch, resulting to him blushing slightly, but came back to his senses afterwards.

You were struggling at first, but you managed to handle it; almost. You did manage to get slightly comfortable with the feeling, but it doesn't change the fact that you were definitely struggling — dropping the deadlift every so often, needing to pick it up once again after you've calmed down.

Zagan didn't mind, since you were still trying to adapt to it. Although, each time you do go back into position, bending down to start to deadlift once again, your ass would often touch his crotch, which was slightly embarrassing for him.

You carried on with your work while he was there assisting, spotting you, but it slightly turned him on as time flew by. After you slowly put the barbells back down to the floor, you suddenly felt two hands caressing your sides, feeling the breathiness of Zagan's whisper against your skin.. He was turned on. He slightly hesitated, waiting for your permission patiently. You sighed knowing this was going to be a long day for you, but you simply smiled and nodded.

#whb #what in hell is bad #gehenna #whb zagan

[mafuyuakgae]

future, jealousy, the sense of failure

#project sekai colourful stage #prsk fa #mizuki akiyama #gehenna #25 ji night code de #25ji #my art #alternatively titled WE MUST FUCKING LIVE K? #another gehenna mizuki bc its still on loop #just spent $130 to apply to 1 single school while being a chômeur oh the future is bleak #(melodramatic)

[hell-drabbles]

Sitri 1

Summary: Sitri knows this heartbeat. This sound, this breath, and even the light scratches of a pencil against paper, Sitri knows all this to be Solomon. His Solomon. And yet, Solomon will not even look at him.

(I wish Solomon showed up more often. I like his vibes. Basically, I have it where Solomon shows up pretty often after you’ve fallen asleep but refuses to interact with the devils because his time is devoted to you. Been with you since you were a kid and loves you above all else.)

And once more, Sitri finds himself kneeling before an open door. Perhaps it was selfish of him to come by himself and not tell his king of their most beloved’s arrival, of his awakening, but all devils strive to fulfill their selfish desires and Sitri was no exception.

A greeting. A ‘hello,’ or perhaps even a gentle laugh that tells of all of Solomon’s yearnings for them. For him. For Sitri.

But Solomon will not look away from his journal. From your journal.

Once Solomon gazed upon him. When you, his new vessel was brought into Hell by his Majesty Satan for the first time. When you had to take a momentary rest but ended up passing out from the stress of it all.

Sitri remembers it. He saw the panic alight in your eyes. He saw Solomon frisk your body for any injuries. He saw him wretch your shirt open upon seeing its tattered state, only to almost cry in relief when there was nothing there.

Solomon looked at Sitri as he wrapped your arms around your body, but he didn’t say a word. He faded and your heartbeat took back its place.

Solomon. That’s when he decided you’re Solomon. Because if he keeps calling his name, perhaps he’ll come back and stay.

“Solomon,” Sitri calls out as he does every night, “Please, can you look at me again?”

Sitri’s even wearing close to nothing. He knows and loves his roaming eyes.

But there was nothing. Not even a rustle in his heartbeat. It was steady, sure, and full of a love that doesn’t belong to him. To anyone.

Only you. This heart of Solomon’s beats only for you.

Solomon continues to lean back on his chair, propping a hand on his cheek as he turns another page of this journal that you refuse to let go of.

“They’re just entries,” you said when Sitri asked, “for someone precious.”

Ppyong thought you meant Minhyeok and so did Sitri. So this was what you meant. How clever. How enviable, to have all of Solomon’s attention when you’re not even present. A journal is all you can give Solomon and that was enough for him to ignore everything else.

“Solomon,” Sitri called again. He nearly bit his tongue when Solomon finally stood up.

Sitri straightened up, hands on his thighs as looks towards your face, towards Solomon’s face as he walked to the door.

Solomon grabbed the door and only then did Sitri realize he has not once let go of your journal.

The door creaked and was locked shut. Solomon did not gaze at him. Not even a glance.

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad #hell-drabbles #hell-drabbles exclusive #drabble #gehenna #sitri #reader insert

[cherryalexart]

#sketch #dark art #monster #horror #gehenna

[enananhearts]

❝ I'M SORRY I DECEIVED YOU . . . ❞ : ̗̀➛ 東雲絵名 SHINONOME ENA in GEHENNA.

#edits ♡ #prsk #pjsk #proseka #project sekai #shinonome ena #ena shinonome #prsk gifs #pjsk gifs #proseka gifs #project sekai gifs #shinonome ena gifs #ena shinonome gifs #gehenna #wotaku