* 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝑜𝒻 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒

— a 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 underground. from seraph skies and now to 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖘 bound. HE is sitting, 𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖉 and 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭. in midst of 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨 licking up to 𝓴𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓.

[demondamned]

❝  the night is dark and full of terrors.  ❞ ( robbie 🔥💀 )

“trying out new slogans, are we? if you want my input, i say can it. you’re practically a walking nightlight. it doesn’t align with your brand. how about - the night is illuminated - by my literal skull - and full of terrors. it’s me, i’m the terrors. on second thought, that’s a bit too wordy. i think you should just let the fact that your skull is engulfed in flames speak for you.” 

[demondamned]

have you ever sacrificed a human's life?

“what is this, amateur hour? growing up, sacrificing humans was like family game night in my house. it was like playing monopoly but with.... y’know, a human life.” 

[shoyukoto]

No one needs a bachelor party, but I’m throwing you one anyways. Actually, Jace should be the one throwing it, but considering everything he must be going through with Clary… I don’t wanna ask him to do anything. You know what I mean? I do.

[demondamned]

@diablapossessed

[billykaplanactualwizard666]

New Avengers #12

[demondamned]

@ofwiccvn, @wandcmaximoff, @mcgck

[demondamned]

❝ some doors are best left closed. ❞ - john !

it wasn’t like the son of satan to have a laundry list of regrets. and really, he doesn’t have many, but the other’s words spark memories of a certain redhead who daimon had wronged, and had lost, and the demon can’t help but hang his head. his fingertip ignites into a flame, lifting to relight the end of the cigarette that hung from john’s lips. “truer words haven’t been spoken, my friend.” 

[demondamned]

‘ probably be pissed off if you didn’t. ’ john !

“i think it’s safe to say you’ll be pissed off regardless, goldilocks.” he’s lips shift into an amused smirk, arms lifting to cross over his chest. “i owe you one incredibly dangerous paranormal excursion. i guess being the son of satan himself makes you a little numb to it all. my heart just isn’t in it tonight.” his hand rests on his chest, right over his heart. “but my word is bond. otherwise, you’re more than welcome to come after me, you’ll most likely have hundreds at your doorstep thanking you for it.” to top off daimon’s teasing tone, he shoots a wink in the other’s direction. 

𝖕𝖊𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖞 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘 | accepting

[demondamned]

“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “

“if it is what you desire,” a finger is poised under felicia’s chin, lifting her gaze upward to better meet his. “who am i to say no?” 

𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 | accepting

[demondamned]

“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “ satana 💕✨

daimon might be just as stubborn as his sister - if not, more - but he won’t allow their father’s influence to be the reason they never resume their close-knit relationship. satana meant the absolute world to him, and as far as he was concerned, she was the only family he had, and that meant something to him. he was not oblivious to what she went through, and her strength and resilience amazed him. whether or not she knew it, she was never alone in this life, for as long as he’ll have her, he’d be right by her side through it all. 

her words cause his throat to tighten slightly, the upset not seen on his face though he knows she can read him like a book. for a moment, his hand lifts to daintily comb back a strand of hair that had fallen in her face, tucking it behind her ear. “it may feel like that, but come what may, we will face it together.” he pauses momentarily. “we lost… so much time - i won’t allow it to continue.” 

𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 | accepting

[chavsinduced]

THE HELLSTROMS 1 / ??

you the right-hand path of good, and i the left, and we’ll walk those roads until we D I E . 

[muertedivino]

@demondamned

[demondamned]

diablapossessed‌:

her expression sharpens, feline eyes narrowing as she stood up and turned to face her brother. “come here to save my soul daimon?” she mocked, a hand held against her heart. it almost repulsed her to recall the choices he’d made, the fact that he’d always fought against their father’s influence. once she might have seen it as a weakness, her brother’s humanity getting in the way of the grander scheme of his destiny, but now she understood why he’d always been her fathers favorite. his next words stirred her anger, eyes flaring with the very fire that coursed through daimon’s veins. she’d never been the powerhouse he was, once upon a time they’d be evenly matched, but daimon had become far more powerful than she could ever be. but that had never deterred her from a fight. “I was exiled, I never wanted out,” she growled, feline features becoming sinister and tainted with an unholy anger. “father didn’t want me anymore, something im sure you could never understand.” the anger dimmed, doused by her refusal to let him see how his words affected her. “it falls under the part where you mind your damned business.”

daimon is far from surprised when satana’s bite matches his own, though instead of his lips matching her scowl, there’s a grin that settles to his features. “my soul finds rest in God alone,” he reads off, as though every word of every piece of scripture had been etched in the back of his mind. “pslam 62:1. i would say yes to appease you, little sister, but i’m afraid i cannot save what one does not have.” brows cock playfully, though his expression is quick to turn sour as she mentions her exile and the fact that it wasn’t her will to leave their father’s side. “ah, yes. it seems those little details did become a bit fuzzy over time.” her next words is something that he always knew she felt - though it was the last thing he wanted to throw in her face. he, who could rule in all his glory, refused to take his rightful place beside their father. and that opportunity was something satana had been practically born for, but because of daimon’s position of first born son, it was never an option for her.  if there was anything he remembered of his sister even in all their ears of separation was that her passion burned brighter and hotter than any hellfire the hellstrom’s could ever conjure up. she would’ve been a better fit to rule than him, though none of that ever mattered to their father. he bites back another silver tongued response, hands falling to fold in front of him momentarily. “whether it pleases you or not, ana, you’re my little sister. everything you do is my business.” part of him - most likely his human side - wants to extend an apology on their father’s behalf, though he knows it wouldn’t mean much to her. or that she’d even listen to and believe his words. finding salvation from their father was the smartest thing daimon has ever done, though it’s becoming increasingly obvious that perhaps she was too far gone to realize this blessing in disguise. “i assume you found living arrangements on this island?” 

[prismatoons]

[birchblack]

Crucified

I’ve seen the deepest darkness And wrestled with Gods Ride the noble harness Raining cats and dogs.

[demondamned]

diablapossessed‌:

a butterfly, small and hardly imposing, perched itself in satana’s outstretched palm, seemingly recognizing its creator. the demonesses feline eyes observed the creature, somewhat of a sinister smile carving across her lips. “beautiful, isn’t it?” the half demon asked the person who lingered closely. they could not have known that the butterfly was not a butterfly at all, could not have known that it was the soul of human being. she raised her palm closer to them, before finger by finger curled, crushing the soul. when she opened up her palm once more, the essence floated away and would begin its descent to her father’s realm. that was her burden, after all. all these years, even after having been exiled, her father still reaped plentifully from her, she was still very much a pawn whether she wanted to be or not. even the horns that protruded from her skull still tied her to him, an open proclamation of who she was and to who she’d been born of.“don’t be so alarmed,” she said casually to the other person as she bent down to stroke exiter’s head. “that soul was malignant. it would have caused more harm than you could ever have imagined.”

he’ll admit, despite the lack of relationship he and his sister shared, they certainly both harnessed the same flair for dramatics. he watches as the soul crushes beneath her touch and before she explains her actions, he can sense the malicious intent she mentions from where he’s standing. he’ll lift his hands to slow clap as though he’d been watching a performance, before arms lift to cross over his chest. “oh, little sister, how i did miss your tales.” dark hues will take the other’s appearance in for a moment, as time had certainly changed them both. daimon’s distance from his father’s influence had made him strong enough to use his magic almost daily in order to hide his actual appearance, which was beginning to crumble and blow away as though it’d been some sort of smoke screen all along. horns now prominent and firey eyes aglow, he takes a cautionary step toward his little sister. “is this all that father fed you while you were serving him in hell? no wonder you wanted to get out so badly.” sarcasm seeps through his lips like a second nature, a smug grin punctuating his words. “remind me, what tier of the food pyramid do souls of the damned fall under?” 

[demondamned]

✕ — isn’t that daimon hellstrom wandering the streets of new york? civilians know them as hellstorm and see them as a hero. as far as i know, the 30 year old stands with the defenders / alone and are rumoured to be pretty charming & volatile. ( alfonso herrera / cis male / he/him ) 

hello ladies n germs ! y’all have isla to thank for reawakening my muse for this angry, angry boi bc i love daimon a lot even tho *isla vc* marble does him sooooo fuqin dirty. i’m gonna do my best to give you a brief explanation on mr hellstrom even tho a lot of my portrayal will be a lil all over the place ... much like his presence in the comics ! uhhhhh without further ado - here my angry boi ~ 

okie dokie so if this isn’t already clear, daimon and satana are siblings. daimon is technically only half demon as his mother was a mortal and his father was... y’know, satan. here’s a fun pic of satan loving his kids. he’s three years older, though the two, especially in their upbringings are polar opposites. daimon’s first few years included living with both his parents and satana until his mother walked in on a sacrifice the kiddos were sitting in on, and that his father was orchestrating. this drove her to insanity and she was institutionalized, leaving daimon and satana alone

the two were separated and put into foster care on earth and it’s here where daimon, free of his father’s influence, entered a monastery in hopes of becoming a priest. during this process, he received a legal notification of his inheritance of his father's house, where he found his mother's diary and learned the truth about his birth

 at that point, satan, aware of his son's new knowledge, directed him telepathically through the house's secret basement interdimensional passageway to the demon's netherworld domain, or hell. 

his father beseeched his son to disregard his mother's diary's warnings and serve him in hell. however, when "satan" transported hellstrom back to earth, hellstrom decided to dedicate himself to fighting his father's evil. he immediately returned to hell in an attempt to battle satan himself. although he failed to defeat him outright, hellstrom managed to pit many of satan’s slaves against their master as well as to steal the satanic trident of satan and a demon-drawn chariot before returning to earth 

daimon also discovered the powers of the darksoul that he had inherited from his father. he declared himself the son of satan, and for the next several years battled many manifestations of demonic evil on earth as well as other realms.

ABILITIES N SUCH 

it was also during this time that he began working with the defenders which was where he got to learn more about what he was capable of. some being, that as a ruler of a dimension of hell, he can perform pretty much any magical feat.

when hellstorm, daimon can sense the presence of the supernatural, and can cast spells to transport himself between mystical dimensions as well as back and forth to earth. other powers such as soulfire (also known as hellfire) from his trident, which causes excruciating pain within living beings through direct contact of a person's lifeforce. it doesn't burn like actual fire, it's more of a "blast of force".  

as the son of satan, daimon possessed what is called a darksoul, which is the demonic counterpart to his human soul which physically manifested itself on his chest in the form of a pentagram shaped birthmark. this granted him superhuman strength and the ability to project hellfire. he can magically change into his demonic "costume" (aka the firey!boi) by shaping his hand into a three pronged trident and letting hellfire engulf him. 

his trident (which he snatched from his father the last time he was in hell) is made of netharanium which is a psychosensitive metal found ONLY in stan's extradimensional realm. the trident was a medium through which magical energies, such as his hellfire, could be amplified. by projecting his hellfire through the trident, daimon could gain enough thrust to levitate and fly for short periods. 

he also possesses a chariot pulled by three demonic horses, hecate, amon and set  :) bbs 

EXTRAS 

alrighty so in the way of him and satana’s relationship, there really isn’t one? i mean they were split up rather young and when they were living together they were under their father’s influence and uhhhhhhh sacrificing shit to satan so. 

tho he may have a hard time expressing it, he truly loves his sister and cannot imagine a length he wouldn’t go to to keep her safe. especially after all she’s been through, he’s even more of a protective older brother than usual 

daimon has a really bad temper like REALLY BAD i’m talking hairpin trigger temper. he goes from 0 to 100 REAL QUICK and he’s not even sorry 

he’s also very very dramatic, and with good reason to be. i mean. he’s the SON OF SATAN. 

i would also like to mention that he’s worked with dr strange and the avengers a bunch and he LOVES BEING A HERO. so much, ok? bc his story is basically one of fate, what his father wanted of him, vs his free will, which is fighting against his father’s influence and doing whatever the FUCK he wants. he’s SO incredibly baby. that will be all  

THAT’S ALL I HAVE FOR NOW FOLKS ty for loving me and this stupid angry boy

[rurilelith-deactivated20241123]

Daimon Hellstrom - Marvel Zombies

[screenshotingmonstertv]

[sancriss]

Alfonso Herrera as Father Tomas Ortega in Fox’s The Exorcist new trailer.

Sometimes God gives you a job to do and when that happens you have to drop everything and just start walking.