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lucrezia-thoughts · 1 year

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Blood Bound...

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Demon!f!reader

Warning(s): 18+, MINORS DNI, blood, self-inflicted injury, demonic summoning, blood tasting, choking, premature ejaculation, cum tasting, unprotected sex (p in v), creampie, forced overstimulation, blood mingling...

Summary: Eddie swore he only meant to add some authenticity to his Halloween campaign against the demon lord Abraxas; he never intended to actually summon a hellspawn...

A flickering crimson glow illuminated Eddie's cluttered room casting monstrous sweeping shadows along the walls; each one giving the pulsating illusion of a demonic audience gathered to await the outcome of his infernal endeavors- desperate to witness his chthonic descent. With a swift flash of silver, the cloying metallic fetor of blood mixed with the persistent odors of stale cigarettes, marijuana, and sex that lingered in the confined space. Bringing his bleeding hand over his offering, all meticulously placed in the very center of his ring of candles, Eddie tightened his fist; urging the blood to flow from his self-inflicted wound.

Scarlet droplets rained down upon his tribute as he used his uninjured hand to drag the weathered tome he'd borrowed from the Hawkins Public Library closer. Pink tongue peeking out from behind his plush lips, Eddie's eyes scanned over the ritual's instructions and incantation once more before he sucked a shallow breath in through his nose and began the summoning as the first chimes of the witching hour rang out through the trailer.

"Mater daemoniorum Lamia obsecro te ...

Hanc oblationem sanguinis et seminis ...

Libenter detur ad merendum favorem tuum ...

Da mihi quod desiderii mei..."

As the last syllable of the ritual finished echoing around the room, a bolt of lighting struck the ground outside his window and the candles surrounding Eddie shot bright columns of flame into the air before immediately extinguishing- plunging everything into pitch black darkness. With the only source of light gone, he was struck by how unnaturally silent it had become and he felt the icy tendrils of fear begin winding their way through his bloodstream.

As the sound of his heart beating frantically nearly deafened him, Eddie slid his uninjured hand tentatively along the floor in an attempt to locate his trusty lighter; but instead of the cool hard plastic of the zippo, his fingers were met with the startling warmth of flesh.

"Lux," a voice whispered from directly in front of him and the candles sparked back to life.

Taking a shaky breath in through his parted lips, Eddie slowly lifted his head and locked eyes with your black-eyed gaze...

"You're too curious for your own good, boy!' One of these days it just might get you killed."

That was a warning Eddie had heard from Wayne his entire life; but, for the first time, Eddie worried it just might be true.

Like every road to hell, Eddie's started out with relatively good intentions; he'd just wanted to make his Halloween D & D campaign a little bit special. With his ultimate Boss being the demon lord Abraxas, why not add some authenticity to the story by using the language from an actual summoning ritual? After all, none of it was real, he reasoned to himself. What harm could come from it?

So, despite having specifically ventured into Hawkins Public Library with the express purpose of seeing if it even had an occult section, Eddie was honestly still surprised when he actually found one; though, calling it a section may have been more than a little overly generous. In truth, it only consisted of two 'occult' books and one very brief demonic footnote in their incomplete set of Encyclopedias.

The first book, Giggles & Ghouls, was really much better suited for the children's section, what with its cheerful drawings of trick or treating kids wearing bedsheets with holes cut out for their eyes and silly masks of various mythical creatures.

The footnote in the Encyclopedia didn't prove to be much better either; "on the topic of demons, demonic possession, and summoning, there have been no academically documented instances of such beings existing, happenings occurring, or activities producing any form of substantive results." How did that even warrant inclusion in the occult section?

Demons of the Depth; however, proved to be exactly what Eddie had been looking and hoping for. In addition to just simply looking like what he'd expect an occult book to look like, what with its cracked leather cover so damaged the title could no longer be read, thick hand bound pages turned yellow with age, and musky but also slightly earthy scent that evoked visions of clandestine meetings under the cover of night; it was also apparently filled to the brim with infernal knowledge. Most importantly, though, (according to the table of contents) this book contained multiple chapters dedicated specifically to both demons and demonic summoning; which was precisely what Eddie had hoped to find.

Taking his inconceivably lucky find up to front desk, Eddie had forced a smile while the librarian nervously checked the book out to him and mumbled that it would need to be returned within two weeks to avoid any sort of late fee. Grabbing the book from the librarian's shaky hand with a nod acknowledging he'd understood about the return date, Eddie had spun on his heel and exited the library.

Despite his nonchalant attitude, Eddie wasn't oblivious; he knew exactly what people whispered about him behind his back. He was Eddie the freak. Eddie the drug dealer. Eddie the devil worshiper. Eddie the satanic cult leader. He was responsible for tempting and corrupting innocents with a game that promoted subversive acts like satanic worship, ritual sacrifice, sodomy, suicide, and even murder. Oh, your child is misbehaving? They passed by that Munson kid in the hallway, that must be the explanation for it.

Okay, that last bit was probably a stretch, but still; Eddie was used to people being afraid of him, or looking down on him, or even being disgusted by him. He'd lived with it his whole life. In spite of his best efforts, though, it still hurt him every time he was faced with that kind of reaction. So, mood effectively shot, Eddie had carelessly tossed the book onto his passenger seat in the van and lit up a cigarette before peeling out of the library parking lot as Metallica blared out from his speakers.

Eddie didn't spare another thought for the book until that night when Wayne told him he'd picked up an extra shift at the plant to help pay for some of the repairs that his truck desperately needed. Presented with a stolen night to himself, Eddie had intended to head over to the Hideout for a beer or two; but for some reason his van wouldn't start. He tried every trick he knew of to get the old girl to turn over to no avail.

Huffing out in frustration, Eddie had ripped his key from the ignition hard enough to cut his finger. "Shit," he'd hissed, letting the key fall from his grasp as he'd snatched his hand back and brought his bleeding finger up to his mouth. Before he was able to lick up the blood from the wound; however, a bit spilled onto the cover of the book laying on his passenger seat. "Oh, come on..." Eddie groaned, only to have his voice die in his throat as he watched the sanguine droplets get absorbed into the leather and disappear before the book snapped open to a page towards the back displaying a drawing of a stunningly beautiful naked demon.

Carelessly licking the blood from his finger, Eddie had reached out to pull the book closer. "Cupiditas convocatio," he'd read the title above the illustration aloud, bringing his wounded finger down trace over the page and watched in wonder as the book assimilated his blood once again and more ink began to manifest on the page. The rapidly appearing text seemed to fade in and out of existence before his eyes, alternating between English and what he could only assume was Latin.

"A call to desire-" Eddie read again as the title switched to English for long enough for him to catch- "bring forth... a means to satisfy your lust... with an offering of the fluids of life and love..." Eddie almost choked on his own spit as he looked over the intricately rendered drawing of a penis ejaculating next to an equally intricate depiction of a blade slicing a palm open. Eyes scanning over the instructions and diagrams, the ritual seemed almost comically simple to Eddie so; in spite of his better judgment, Eddie had scooped up the book and made his way back into the trailer to give it a try...

You knelt in the circle of candles directly across from Eddie, mirroring his position as your black eyes studied him; gaze sweeping over his bare chest, wide spread knees, before finally settling on his wounded hand. Eddie was so focused on trying to comprehend the fact that the summoning had actually worked that he was taken completely by surprise when you surged forward and knocked him onto his back as you climbed into his lap. "Jesus fuck-" he grunted when his back hit the floor, hands flying up to grip your hips to stabilize you as his head knocked one of the lit candles over and the carpet immediately caught fire- "shit!"

Trying to scramble up to put out the flames, he was stopped by the force of your hand against his chest holding him in place. "Finis-" you breathed and the blaze around his head extinguished- "exsarcio." Sucking a shallow breath in through his nose, Eddie chanced a glance behind him and his eyes widened as he found everything as it had been when he'd started the ritual; no sign of a fire to be found.

"H-holy shit... how-how did you-" Eddie began to ask, but your hand pressed against his chest again and forced him to rest back on the floor once more.

"Cur me huc adiurasti, mortalis?" Your tone was demanding, but Eddie had no idea what you were saying.

"W-what? I don't u-" he tried to interject, but your stern voice cut him off.

"Why have you conjured me here, mortal?" Your black eyes bore into him fiercely; but instead of fear, Eddie's blood flowed hot with lust. Your completely bare skin seemed to shimmer in the candle light. You were the physical manifestation of Eddie's wet dreams and you were sitting naked in his lap. He felt his erection growing and he knew you felt it too when you rolled your hips deliberately against him.

"Oh shit-" Eddie groaned, his grip on your hips tightening as his eyes started to roll back in his head in pleasure.

"Lechery-" your voice was almost teasing as you lowered your body to fully rest against him, pressing your bosom against his chest and eliciting a strangled moan from his parted lips- "you crave to satisfy your lust; to know this body intimately." Eddie licked his lips and hesitantly nodded as he watched you carefully. "You have bound me to this circle, mortal, but not to you. Trapped though I am, I need not indulge your ephemeral carnal desires." You smirked tauntingly at him as you sat up and crawled off his lap and back over to the opposite side of the summoning circle.

Eddie's brow furrowed in confusion as he lifted his torso up and rested his weight on his elbows, "bound you? I thought I just summoned you."

Your black-eyed gaze narrowed suspiciously at his question. With a flick of your wrist, the book snapped shut and flew across the room and into his lap. Tome landing heavily against his now straining erection, Eddie grunted out in pain; but you summarily ignored him, flicking your wrist again to have the book open once more to the Cupiditas convocatio. "You conjure without knowledge of the true intentions behind the ritual?" Surging forward once more, you settled atop his lap and wrapped your fingers threateningly around his throat; forcing his torso to lay back against the floor. "Why did you choose to conjure me, mortal?"

"F-fuck... the-the book, I bled on it-" Eddie stared into your eyes as he scrambled to explain what happened- "and it just opened to that page, I swear! I didn't pick it!" Tilting your head impassively, you reached down and brought his wounded hand up towards your face before parting your lips to lick a broad swipe up his still weeping cut. "H-holy shit..." he moaned, feeling his cock twitch in interest as your tongue caressed his skin.

Closing your eyes as you tasted his blood, Eddie watched you in wonder. "It chose well, it seems-" you mused aloud before leaning forward again to press your chest against his, hand now wrapped only loosely around his neck- "what is your name, mortal?"

"E-Eddie," he stuttered out, heart pounding in his chest as did his best to will himself to be still beneath you lest he accidentally aggravate you again.

"You will assuage my hungers of the flesh, Eddie," you cooed in his ear, hand sliding up from around his throat to wrap around his neck. "In return, I shall allow you to bind me to you."

"H-hungers of the flesh?" Eddie questioned, swallowing thickly as he tilted his head to catch your eye.

You responded by pressing your lips to his, coaxing them to part with the tip of your tongue as you threaded your fingers in his hair. To Eddie, you tasted like temptation; everything he's ever desired in life but was denied. Your kiss was fire and passion and need and Eddie was ready to submit to your every whim if it meant he could kiss you just a little longer.

Your sharp teeth nipped at Eddie's plush bottom lip hard enough to break the skin and the metallic taste of his blood mixed with the taste of you in his mouth, drawing a moan from deep within his chest. Breaking the kiss, he tried to chase your mouth until he saw a smear of crimson along your lips as you sucked in a deep breath and rolled your body against him. Pressing your palm to his chest, you applied force until he laid fully back against the floor once more.

A moan ripped its way out of Eddie's throat when you flicked your wrist again and his throbbing erection was suddenly nestled between the dripping lips of your cunt. "Oh fuck-" he gritted out through clenched teeth, eyes screwed shut as he fought his instincts to thrust up and into you as his hands flew up to grip your hips tightly- "fuck, you're so fucking wet, baby." Eddie really had no idea what he was saying anymore; all of his senses were overwhelmed and the only thing he could focus on was how good you felt against him.

The sound of your laughter had Eddie's eyes snapping open to rest on your grinning face. "You wish to call me baby?" you mused aloud as you rocked your hips slowly, coating his cock in your slick.

"Wha-" Eddie furrowed his brow, fingers flexing around your hips to attempt to ground himself and stave off his rapidly approaching orgasm- "why-why would I... oh shit...oh shit!" You slid your hands along his chest as you moved against him and teased him to the point of bursting; his twitching erection coating your cunt and thighs in his seed as he came. Reaching down, you swiped your fingers through his spend and brought it to your lips. "Oh fuck me," Eddie moaned as he watched you sucking his sticky cum from your fingers.

"If that is what you wish," you purred, leaning back in Eddie's lap to line his flagging erection with your entrance.

"Wait-wait! Hold on, I need a-" Eddie called out, but it turned into a strangled groan when you wrapped your hand around his cock. Stroking him with a flick of your wrist, Eddie's gaze widened as his cock hardened once again. Notching the tip at your entrance, you lowered your body down until he was fully nestled inside you. "Fuuuuck, baby... shit, you're so fucking tight and warm..."

Eddie's eyes rolled back in his head as your cunt tightened around him before you began riding him for all he was worth. "Shit... shit, you're gonna make me c-cum again baby-" he gasped, thrusting up to meet your movements.

"Yessss-" you sighed out in pleasure- "give me your seed, Eddie." You circled your hips against him, clenching your cunt around his cock to coax him to orgasm once more. Eddie's hands tensed around your hips and his body shuddered as he spilled himself deep inside of you. "More... give me more..."

"C-can't... can't get h-hard that-" Eddie panted, eyes shutting as he trembled with the aftershocks of his second climax of the night- "oh fuck-Fuck!" Eddie felt his cock engorging once more inside of you as you reached down and rubbed your fingers along his abdomen and through his semen sticky bush at the base of his erection.

Eddie's breath came in shallow gasps and his heart felt like it was about to beat right out of his chest as you pulled his wounded hand from your hip. "Feed me, Eddie-" you breathed, dragging a nail across your palm to open a matching wound on your hand- "and I will be yours." Pressing your bleeding palm to Eddie's and interlocking your fingers, you slowly began riding him again.

Pain bloomed in his palm where his blood mixed with yours and radiated out through his entire body, "shit...shit! What-what are you doing?" Eddie gritted out through his clenched teeth, shutting his eyes tightly at the discomfort.

"Finishing the ritual," you squeezed his hand to keep him from pulling away and rolled your hips deliberately against Eddie's to distract him. "Imple me semine tuo et liga me," you leaned forward to whisper in Eddie's ear; beginning the last step of the claiming.

Sucking a breath in through his nose, Eddie opened his eyes and wrapped his free hand around your waist. Rolling your positions, he hovered over you for a moment before sliding his hand down to your thigh and hiking it up over his hip. As the pain faded, Eddie felt a sense of dominance growing within him that he fully embraced as he began rutting forcefully into you.

You mewled in pleasure as Eddie took control; squeezing your joined hands to get you to focus on his face and locking eyes with you as he reached down to brush his thumb teasingly over your clit. "Eddie, yes," you moaned, rolling your hips to meet his passionate thrusting.

"Yeah? You like that, baby?" Eddie grunted, pulling almost all the way out before pushing forward again; burying his cock deep inside your cunt with each movement of his hips.

You nodded your head in response and wrapped your leg tighter around his hip, "more."

"Oh I'll give you more-" Eddie promised as he rubbed his thumb harder against your clit- "gonna make you cum all over me, baby."

Reaching up, you fisted your free hand in his hair and tugged his face down to meet yours. You claimed his lips in a fierce kiss; each of you fighting for dominance until Eddie nipped hard at your bottom lip. Piercing the skin with his teeth, he moaned into the kiss as your blood pooled in his mouth. Your cunt tightened around him when his tongue swiped over the split in your lip and he broke the kiss to pant against your lips. "Fuck... I can feel you getting close-" Eddie pulled his thumb away from your clit long enough to suck it into his mouth and coat it in his saliva before bringing it back between your bodies to tip you over the edge- "fucking cum for me, baby."

Eddie watched in wonder as your black eyes slipped closed and your cunt pulsated around him as he brought you to climax; the candles surrounding your joined bodies spitting columns of flame high into the air once more before extinguishing again when his own orgasm slammed into him. The force of his third ejaculation of the night was so intense that he passed out as soon as the high began to fade. Before he completely lost consciousness, Eddie swore he heard you whisper.

"You are mine as I am yours. Now we are blood bound, my little mortal..."

Slowly opening his eyes, Eddie groaned as sunlight nearly blinded him as it streamed in through his window. Sitting up, Eddie was surprised to find that not only was he alone in his bed, but everything from the night before had vanished- including the book. Scrambling frantically from his bed, Eddie searched every inch of his room to no avail; the only remaining evidence that made him believe he hadn't dreamed the events of the previous night was the throbbing cut on the palm of his hand.

Eddie went through the motions of getting ready for the day in a haze, trying desperately to wrack his brain for any hint of what happened after he passed out, but came up with nothing. He had no idea how he got into his bed. He had no idea how his room got cleaned. He had no idea where the book had disappeared to. But most importantly, he had no idea where you were or if he'd ever see you again.

Driving into the school's parking lot, Eddie tossed his cigarette butt onto the pavement and stubbed it out with the toe of his Reeboks as he begrudgingly made his way towards the front door. Furrowing his brow, he noticed Jason fucking Carver almost knock a girl over as he forced his way past her. Stepping forward, Eddie reached out and cautiously gripped her waist to help keep her from falling.

As the girl slowly turned to look at him, all the breath left Eddie's body as he recognized your face...

#stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #eddie stranger things #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson boyfriend #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson #tw blood #tw demon mention

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 1 year

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Lunar sleep-walking into KC's base while in the creepy "shadow-sun" form, Trashcan man being the only one awake to see him

I’M DYING. Just KC coming back after this happens and Lunar sleep-walks home to the daycare and Trash Can runs up to him yelling about a demon that visited and Eclipse had been listening to this rant for hours after waking up once Lunar was gone and KC and Eclipse just look at each other like ‘who gave him the drugs again?’

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #fnaf lunar #fnaf trash can man #fnaf eclipse #kill code moon #snoweyanswers #tw demon mention #tw drugs mention #tw caps #tw death mention #help i’m cackling

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azk-the-horror-aus · 1 year

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Hi everyone, I made aus centering Friday night Funkin' or Pico's school but I made everything like gore or something-

Characters for the au

Horror Night Shootin:

Pico (survivor)

Boyfriend (demon)

Nene (demon)

Piconjo (survivor)

Alucard (demon)

Cyclops (demon)

Pico's nightmare:

Pico (survivor)

Nene (demon)

Darnell (demon)

Cassandra (demon)

Alucard (demon)

Cyclops (demon)

Hanzou (survivor)

Spike (demon)

Pierre (Demon, all bark no bite tho, if you make eye contact, he will get scared)

Otis (Survivor)

Damien (demon)

Ozmose (demon)

Cyclops' unnamed cousin (Survivor)

Hanzou's unnamed cousin (demon)

Scott (survivor)

Mike (survivor)

Bill (survivor)

Blogs;

@fl33tway-sup3r-s0n1c

@tbh-cr3atur3-alucard

@s1nk1ng-s0n1c

@azkth3b01zandth3w3r3w0lfz

@fl33tway-ss0n1c

@fl33tway-v3ntz

@ta1lz-3x3

@newgrounds-weirdo

@fl33tways-bruh-acc0unt

Here (woo hoo 10 blogs I finally reached the blog limit)

Friends

@wowiexist0 @the-arcade-doctor @puppyclownz @p1co-s1mp @artzy-bro @softie-flaky15 @dangerousskeletoncoptree @friendlyfox34 @chipsoapart @violet-of-the-stars @neneandhanzoukinnie

Friday night Shootin by NeonVore / (They don't want me to mention their name in FNF or FNS content anymore. so yea)

Pico's school by Tom Fulp

Pico's cousin 2 by Magna

Every horror AU by me

#pico's school #friday night funkin #friday night shootin #tw horror mention #tw demon mention #pinned post #horror night Shootin #pico's nightmare

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pulchrasilva · 2 years

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I talk about inspiration like it's haunting me bc that's literally what it feels like. One time I woke up in the middle of the night with several semi-graphic paragraphs about brutally murdering people already written in my head, typed it all out into my phone in a frenzy, and immediately passed out. I completely forgot it even happened until I found said paragraphs in my notes app and was extremely confused and concerned before I managed to drag up some vague memory of it. Like, a demon possessed me that's just what happened

#writing #writing problems #writer problems #tw murder mention #tw demon mention

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alex-the-polykin · 2 years

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People be like "Alex!1!1!! Stop summoning demons at 3 in the morning!!1!!" but the demons want access into the mortal realm, and I refuse to disappoint them.

The only issue is when I have to draw the pentagram on the floor, and my antlers keep hitting the floor.

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ifatoastcantalkinspace3207 · 2 years

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DareDevil the Devil Doggy

#tw demon mention #cartoon #nostalgia #vintage #retro #furry anthro #color palette #vhs #vhs effect #80s #90s #furry #fan art

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imsosocold · 11 months

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I had a dream where me and some others were summoning a demon, with cliché pentagram- candles- blood-vial-stuff and one actually came!!! However, when the demon realized it entered through the wrong portal and took the wrong way to Jim’s party, it just awkwardly exited back through. Before it left I yelled “ Jim from the office?!!” Everyone else, including the demon, gave me a disappointed look. The demon didn’t interact with what we laid out so I drank the blood sacrifice myself. My position in the circle has me staring at a corner of the room where a poster of Manfred was pasted up and it was just staring at me the entire time judging my sins. After everyone else left the room I cried and burnt myself with a candle then woke up.

#noelle's rambles #weird dreams #at least i have an excuse for oversleeping #demon #tw demon mention #demon summoning #tw demon summoning

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ecplises-mailman · 1 year

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Do you think you can kinda draw/describe how darling looked like in your source? /nf

Well .. since I'm mostly from gender-mailman ask box and nightzskiis art — they just? Looked???

I can't really remember, their face was blurry and I just know they had more demonic features but also changed? They'd always change but seemed the same for everyone! One time, they changed into a zombie and then a shark hybrid- it was always different!

They were always taller than me in some shape or form though, or always too short?? Long story short, I can't draw how they looked or really describe them because they always changed their form or I just have shitty memory about their appearance..!!! And I can't draw :D

#traumagenic system #tw demon mention #tw zombie mention #tw shark mention #source talk!

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demeterslibrary · 1 year

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It turns out that I was right. My sister-in-law does not like me, or my parents. It gives her anxiety to spend time with us and she thinks my mom has some kind of demonic possession. It would be funny except it’s the same kind of shit people used to say to my mom right after she got sick. Anyways, I’m gonna go scream into my pillow for a bit and not contact my brother or sil again for a long time.

#personal #family stuff #tw demon mention #religious trauma

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walpurgisnachtswaywardwarden · 1 year

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Lore drop: so I changed my sona's lore a bit. The main changes being..

My Sona's name is now "Silhouette Starchild"

They are no longer a god and they are now a demon hunter called a "Hell Eater"

The design changes that I still may tweak and play around with.

There will be Trigger warnings for these things in the following lore and future lore to come: Violence, blood, mentions of death and the dead, demons, body horror, drug and alcohol use.

Please read with caution even if what I am describing is tame by my standards; I don't want anyone to get triggered by something

remember that my blog and thus my lore is mature/18+!!!

But without further Ado, I am very excited to share new lore since I didn't properly introduce it before!!

---------------NEW LORE------------------

The grim world of Walpurgisnacht is one shrouded in darkness and bathed in the blood of demons. It is a world built on the bodies of the tainted masses who were forced upon with the unholy blessing of demon blood. A walled off place that is haven for those ostracized and abandoned by those in the world of mortals. As hopeless as this world may seem, there are those who stand to ensure that their world and the world of man can be safe from the fear of the cloying hungry demons that steal and destroy. Those that protect the people of Walpurgisnacht from the cold cruelty of a world that abandoned them and denied their humanity. Those that fight for and support the people of Walpurgisnacht with both brutality and clemency ...The shadowy gatekeepers...

They are the Hell Eaters.

----------Demons & possession-------------

Demons can possess a body in one of 3 ways.

Active possession: this means finding a live person and feeding on their negative emotions, impulses, vices and fears. This normally involves an imp attaching itself to a living being and growing stronger as long as it remains in contact with the prey until the prey is overwhelmed and taken control of completely.

Necro possession: as the name implies this involves a demon taking control of a body that was not properly laid to rest. These often back as what we classically perceive as ghosts, wraiths, banshees etc. And generally take on a more phantom-like form. Since a demon can't feed through the regular methods in this form, they are often weaker and easier to bind, Though they are harder to detect due to their intangibility and spectre like powers.

Blood possession: this is the third and final way a demon can possess a human. This can happen to anyone who comes in contact with demon blood. It seeps through the pores, eyes, mouth, nose and any other orifices. It will attempt to parasitize the body slowly and is often unnoticeable until much later in its growth. It will look like scars or scratches at first and in most cases they will slowly open revealing eyes, mouths, or extra appendages manifesting from them.

A demon's form and powers are entirely dependent upon who they are possessing and what that person's vice is.

When a demon possesses a living human,the human must be exercised and the demon must be taken to a secure location and executed so no further possessions can happen through its blood. For a corpse the demon must be bound as binding it seals the demon inside a body it cannot feed on and it will die from starvation.

Blood possession however is a lot more devious and tricky to deal with as it is a physical connection to the host body. There are methods to slow and stop the demon's spread however, due the nature of this possession method bodily anomalies will still be present to the victims. This often leads to victims seeking shelter in Walpurgisnacht as they are now marred forever by their gruesome experience and treated as monsters in the world of man.

----------People of Walpurgisnacht-------

The Marked/ Mourners: These people are most of the population of Walpurgisnacht. People touched by demon blood and now live permanently marked by their attack. They don't have any powers but do have physical body horror like changes that exist on their person that separate them forever from the world of man. They are regular denizens and are simply attempting to rebuild their lives in this desolate city. They are called mourners sometimes as they will go to the temple of dusk and grieve lost loved ones or grieve their old lives.

Cleaners: Cleaners are people who; as their name implies, clean up after demon hunts. They clear the area of demon blood and the demon's body often by using fire. Cleaners often have very little combat experience but they do serve as support if they are even caught up in a demon hunt. They carry medical packs and flame throwers and are covered up in what look like nun or priest habits with fireman boots, goggles, gas masks and fire proof work gloves. They are also called "fire penguins" much to their chagrin...

Bleachers: Bones from demons can be hard to get rid of even with fire so the bleachers take them and reuse them for various items. Bleachers are jewelers, weapon smiths, builders and more grimly, undertakers. They make the finest weapons and buildings around, their presence is integral to Walpurgisnacht going towards the semi modern age it's in now.

Ink smith: Ink smiths specialize in a type of magic that can fight off blood possession. This involves creating tattooed sigils on the skin of the victim and using a spell to attempt to remove as much of the demon blood as possible. This often leaves a tattooed mark on the body. While it's useful it is incredibly painful, can kill the victim and does not repair any damage sustained by the demon blood while it inhabited the host.

Doctors: These people are responsible for the "Neutrodevi" procedure that most of the Marked undergo so they can live relatively normal lives. They created a medical magic that slows the demonic parasite spread of the demon blood however all physical attributes of the demon (teeth, eyes, claws etc) remain. They will never look normal but they won't have to worry about slowly losing themselves to their demons. Doctors also make a medicine called "MediDevi" this medicine helps regain any lost senses like sight, smell and taste . It does have severe side effects such as nausea, migraines and body pain and even with the medicine, the patient's senses will only be partially recovered.

Angels/Appraisers: These angelic hunters, as holy as they may seem are incredibly careless and indifferent. They kill demons on sight, no exceptions but they will attack a demon even in a highly populated area. They view the demons invading earth as a punishment for man's hubris and are the reason for Walpurgisnacht being created in the first place as angels led the campaign to push all those infected to be isolated and then executed, the bodies of which disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Their secondary name is appraisers. When demons are killed they will often leave behind a "momento mori" or item most cherished by the person they were possessing. It's customary to return it to the victim or the victim's family but angels often steal it for themselves to sell off on the market.

Hell eaters: These hunters are people who gained control of their demons now harness the power of their demon to aid their hunting. They are far more careful than angels and often do community care and building when not demon hunting. Hell eaters however do have the draw back of still having a live demon inside of them and demons must feed but instead of eating vices and guilts of their hosts they feed on other demons.

Finally you have Gallow Walkers: this mysterious group of hunters seem to hunt all supernatural beings and seem to possess powers of their own much like hell eaters. Their reasoning is unclear and they are a small group but they are powerful and dangerous. They only appear at 12 at night and stalk the streets...citizens outside will often run towards the stillsands and seek shelter in the temple of Dusk...if they can make it in time. Those who do not are never seen or heard from again. Their presence is marked by the tolling of a broken clock.

This is what I have so far and I am excited to share it because it took weeks to craft. I hope you all enjoy it!! More lore to come!

#lore post #oc lore #writing lore #lore #writing #worldbuilding #tw blo0d #tw body horror #tw horror #tw demon mention #tw dead mention #tw violence

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Tired dad eclipse waking up and shuffling towards the coffee machine when a smaller animatronic bumps into him. Not even a child just someone smaller than him. He instinctively picks them up cause morning brain goes brrr. And carries his new kid under his arms all the way back to the daycare. Both sun and moon confused asf but shrug it off. As soon as eclipse wakes up fully he cusses himself for adopting a new son/daughter

He accidentally adopts a wet floor bot while he’s tired. This wet floor bot now follows him and Sun has explained that he’s not allowed to bring another into the daycare or the wet floor signs will think the daycare is a place to congregate (Sun thinks the wet floor bots are demonic and that they congregate to perform demonic rituals). And Eclipse just gets this one wet floor bot following him like a duckling, same as baby Solar Flare.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #dadclipse au #baby solar flare #fnaf eclipse #fnaf sun #snoweyanswers #anon #tw demon mention

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selineram3421 · 22 days

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*sleepy*

Courting Pursuit

Part 2

Part 1

Alastor X Deer Reader

Warnings ⚠

⚠ gender neutral (gn) reader, mule deer reader, assuming Alastor is a marsh deer, Spanish translated, stalking-Vox, cussing, implied/suggestive, italics=thoughts, ha..watch out for the end ⚠

You continued to act affectionate towards him.

Even the others noticed and most of them would often ask you to do their work if it was related to him.

Niffty doesn't care and does her work as usual.

The thing is, you don't mind one bit and take up the work.

"Hola Alastor.", you'd greet him every time.

Today you were helping someone else, Husk to be exact, putting away some bottles in storage.

And then he heard that obnoxious voice of the sad excuse of an entertainment performer through his radio next to the television shop, Vox.

"Top of the hour! Today I have a special little treat for you, though the image is sadly glitched out, you can still see what is going on in the photo.", he says. "It's the Radio Demon, receiving an affectionate peck on the forehead from another deer!"

What a creeper. Alastor rolled his eyes and waited for the perfect moment to jump in and make the flat headed piece of tech look like a complete fool.

"From the looks of things, Alastor has a fuck buddy.", the TV demon grinned. "Wouldn't be surprised if he was taking it from behind.", he laughed and continued to rant on about innuendos like an idiot.

Turning a few knobs and flipping some switches, the Radio Demon was live.

"Salutations!", he greeted his listeners. "What an interesting start to the day! An overly cocky man acting like a news anchor when he doesn't have all the facts!", his smile widens. "For a demon asking his viewers to trust him, it's quite bold that he so blatantly lies to their faces."

"That's bullshit! I only provide the best-"

"Vox is so insecure and craving for attention from a powerful Overlord like myself, it's obvious that he's jealous.", Alastor laughed.

"Am fucking not you old timey prick-!"

"Why would he make such an announcement if not for that? Its clear to me that he wants someone to focus on him all the time.", he chuckles. "No wonder he always something new on his screens. But they lack so much that he has to resort to childish news broadcasts to seem important."

"Childish!?"

"As for the demon in the photo, that is a hotel guest and they do not understand English that much. There was a misunderstanding in translation and well..I'm not allowed to kill hotel guests.", then his voice switches. "This does not mean that I will let such an action pass, I will do something mμc# ￦θrs€ than death."

"You lying piece of shit! Tell me them the truth!"

"I should announce that the Hazbin Hotel has its doors open for all sinners who want a shot at redemption! Try to climb your way out of this fiery inferno, some might try to drag you back down, or you'll have trouble all on your own trying to redeem yourself! Anything is possible!", he put in his two bits for advertising the hotel. "And with that my wonderful listeners, I shall bid you all adieu~"

He switched on some jazz, not wanting to hear anymore of Vox's whining.

Something still irked him however..

Perhaps I should pay Rosie another visit. He thought. This time without them knowing.

As soon as he walked through the door of the emporium, his friend waved him over and pointed to her office, letting him know that she'd be there soon.

Once entering the office, he sighed and sat on the couch, already tired of what else would happen later in the day. He didn't want any other unnecessary conversations.

Rosie entered the office not too long after, setting her hat aside as she closed the door.

"You won't believe the gossip I've stumbled across today. Betty, the one with the pooch, not the one with the scar. She-", the woman started but then took notice of his mood. "What's wrong? You look worn out already."

"I don't know what to do with them. Vox, that piece of shit tech, has already made comments but I already put him in his place.", he sighed and ran a hand down his face.

"I heard.", Rosie let out a short laugh.

"The deer is still doing things, not as bold as the first time but I don't want them near me. It's-", he growled and made a choking motion with his hands.

"If it's bothering you that much, you know you can tell them to stop.", she says.

He looks up at her with a wide eyed stare.

She dead pans.

"Alastor. You know you can tell them to stop. Right?"

"The thought hadn't crossed my mind.", he simply says.

"Oh for crying out loud-!", she tosses a pillow at him. "You are unbelievable! Go and speak your mind! You've never had a problem with it before!"

She was right. Why had he been so bothered about something like this?

He should have spoken up about it from the start.

It was late when he returned to the hotel. The lobby was empty and he could only assume that everyone had long been asleep. Walking to the dining room, he spots the kitchen light on.

Angel is probably making an abomination of a hangover cure- He thought and opened the door, only to find the mule deer leaning against the counter half asleep.

You perk up when noticing him.

"Bienvenido. Hice la cena y te guardé un plato.", you wave and smile. (Welcome back. I made dinner and saved you a plate.)

"What are you doing up at this hour? Granted, it is Hell and there are barely any rules around here, sleep is still important.", he says as you pick up a plate covered with tin foil.

Taking off the foil, you give him a plate of food.

Your fingers brush against his, making him flinch back and drop the plate, causing it to shatter on the floor with a loud crash.

Instead of focusing on the mess, you looked at him with worry.

"¿Estás bien? No estás herido, ¿verdad-?", you reach out to him but he smacks your hand away. (Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you-?)

"Don't touch me.", he hisses out. "I am not comfortable with your advances, so I advise you to stop NOW before I tear you apart and make you into tomorrow's dinner."

With that you took a step back.

"No quería incomodarte. Me detendré. Perdóname por no tener en cuenta tus sentimientos.", you muttered and looked away. (I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I will stop. Forgive me for not taking your feelings into account.)

Alastor didn't bother trying to translate your response in his head, just walking around you and to the door.

"Lo siento.." (I'm sorry..)

He heard you whisper as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving you alone.

With a sigh, you kneeled down and began to clean the mess.

Sad times means cookies.

~Seline, the person.

Part 3

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