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( MOVED ) || Indie RP blog || Zozo (Pazuzu); demon || Multi-muse/ship/verse/etc friendly || ** Disturbing and Potentially Triggering Content present; Horror Based. Viewer discretion is advised. || Please read Rules & About before interacting! || Written by Emory!

[bahzozo]

OH YEAH. I never said!  Zozo (pazuzu) has moved! You can now find him on @aeipcthy !!

[hellblcze-archive]

“I mean, who wouldn’t fuck a demon, right?“

[bahzozo]

    “ Is that an OFFER,  John ?  I mean,             I’ve already been in you ONCE before...                       Miss the feeling of me already--?   ”

[hellstantines]

“You’re possessed by a demon.”

“I feel surprisingly good.”

for @skogstrollen

[hellblcze-archive]

@bahzozo

[rafikecoyote]

“You’re possessed by a demon.” “I feel surprisingly good.”

[hellblcze-archive]

@bahzozo

[john-constantines-spells]

Constantine 1x09: The Saint of Last Resorts Part 2

The Icon of Pazuzu branded onto John’s arm

[hellblcze-archive]

@bahzozo

[bahzozo]

                                               @amongstmortals (Penelope)                

 “  W  o  w ,” he lilts,  “ You  are ... absolutely...             M a g n e t i c.                              --Y’know that..?”

[bahzozo]

                                                @amongstmortals (Ara)                 

“Uuummm....?                       oooOUUWWWww !! ”

[bahzozo]

  I’m up n puttin’ around, blog and activity hoppin’ and idt big things are happening tonight so maybbbee....                                                  Like for a one liner?

[bahzozo]

           “But first... I gotta take a selfie...”

[bahzozo]

...its been......so long....  i love my good positive happy feelin’ space boi muse(s) but i do miss my demon muses.....

[bahzozo]

bahzozo‌:

⛧ ────────  ❝ Whoa there, Rambo! No need to get violent.    If anything, I should be the one pointin’ a...uh.. thing.. at YOU. You’re a stranger, and you’re in MY house.      ─I mean… SURE, it’s a little… decrepit…  But hey! Home is home, am I right? ❞ Zozo shuffles his feet a bit, hands plunging themselves deeply into his pockets. He wasn’t worried. To him? This was just another one of those stupid ghost hunters, exploring the first abandoned building they caught sight of.    ❝ Now.. I’m gonna say it nice and slow for you…              – W h a t    d o    y o u    W A N T  ?  ❞

[bahzozo]

looks @ my old stuff on this blog casually just like..... idfk like excalibur cringes at the way i used 2 talk n act h ghghhfg

[alaiaorax]

Wrath by Ketunleipaa

[greelin]

“don’t invite demons into your home :/” too late! they’re here, i’m here, we’re having a party, it’s demon-only & invite-only, & YOU aren’t invited

[bahzozo]

“Some things never sleep.”

@stardvstdaughter

   there’s silence for a long while. of course, only until the demon decides to open his mouth to shatter it.        “  sounds Deep.             unless it’s literal-- then in which case...” he trails off, disinterested.  “it’s just too bad...  that I really don’t care about which it is. or about your traumas.” a sigh. he couldn’t help himself-- he hated that. “ you know which ones i’m talking about, claire, don’t you?  should i play them by you word for word? Action. by. action?”

[bahzozo]

❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜

@dontfxckwithbaby​

 a brief look of confusion-- and then he snickers, fingers swiping at the corners of his eyes.    “  ah. ‘little bit of both, I 'spose?  ”   with a heavy rise and fall of his chest, he hums, “ -- my host’s body was damaged. i guess he thinks it hurts, the pussy. ” 

                  ah yes. tormenting his victims, even once he’s won. classic.  “  if you could only hear him.   . . . fucking  hilarious.  ”

[bahzozo]

❛ Why are you here? ❜

             Questions, questions….     \      @ofsalvations

“  Am I, a sinner, not allowed to bask in the glory of the God Almighty, now?         Hmmn… I always knew you church-folk were.. strict…but…” a grimace & a quirk of his brows;  “– that pole is… really lodged up there…  huh… ?  ”

        Poking and prodding, of course; as always. Lightly though, this time (oddly enough).  & the slap of a hand against the pews echoes throughout the room as he pulls himself to his feet; blackened tendrils stretching within his host’s legs.

      & there’s a long moment spent simply gazing over at sister ann marie flynn. silence hanging heavily in the air.

    & when he does finally speak, he does so without amusement. and the air of unease which John Constantine undoubtedly carried while possessed by the demon king seeds itself deeply within the air  once more.

        his voice is a hiss; malevolence coating his throat like a lozenge.  

“– Did you actually BELIEVE that someone like YOU could send ME away?           All that screaming and shouting… and you couldn’t even do it right in the end.

                                                                       –  you’re just… so….       

                                                                                                       d i s a p p o i n t i n g .   ”