A place where I can be horny about angels. NSFT side blog for @feralchompyenergy. This is where I'll post my writing n shit.
Heavy emphasis on tickling, edging, bondage, sadomasochism and bdsm.
Minors and ageless blogs will be nuked on sight.
This is gonna be a mostly catchall blog to post erotica, mini writing blurbs I do when warming up, or writing thoughts I have. I post my longer fics to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/NocturnalWriting/works
Most posts are framed as recovered bits of history and lore or are otherwise posted in-character/in-universe unless indicated otherwise by the #ooc tag.
I usually write original characters and settings, but I love writing requests, so please send in any requests via an ask or DM and I'll consider it, especially if its short and fun.
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Tags, so far!
#Heaven and Hell - posts related to a setting Iâm developing revolving around angels, demons, and afterlife-related stuff
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#one shots - posts not attributed to an established setting
#blurbs - super short little flavor pieces
#ooc - out of character posts, usually discussing settings or characters from a Doylist perspective
#rb - reblogs, usually these go to my general NSFT blog but sometimes it makes me brainrot about angels or something and I stick it here for flavor
All Hallowâs Eve is expected to occur tonight, beginning at sundown. This event is marked by a significant deterioration in stable reality fields in all known sectors of the Alliance, allowing entities, both friendly and hostile, from the Fey, Celestial, Infernal, and Other domains to gain entry into material reality without permission or summons. Per regulatory statute 1031H Subsection B-1c of the Alliance Code, all residents are required to remain in their homes from sundown to sunrise during this event unless on registered official business. Use of magic or magically enhanced devices outside of authorized exceptions is also prohibited. Emergency and Police services will be suspended during this time.
Please keep in mind the following recommendations from the Alliance Guard for your safety and the safety of others during this eveningâs event:
- Take shelter within your home or the home of a friend, neighbor, loved one, or other trusted community figure. Lock your doors, windows, and other notable thresholds and only unlock your main entryway to answer the door should you hear any knocking. Remain indoors until the sun is visible come the following morning. Ambient light levels are irrelevant, even if produced by the moon or the rising sun.
- Obtain enough supplies within the remaining daylight hours for yourself and others sheltering in your home to comfortably survive the night, including food, water, medicine, medical supplies, entertainment, alcohol, toiletries, and candy.
- Do not leave your home for any reason. Do not open any other entries or exits from your home for any reason, except for the main entryway into your home if you hear knocking. Do not open any other doorway or window in the event of knocking.
- In the event that you must leave your home for official business, emergency, or by force, or if you are unable to effectively locate shelter, cover your entire face at all times while outside, preferably with a material marked with a visage that is not your own. Do not interact with or speak with any person or creature you encounter until you are safely arrived at your destination or until the sun is visible. Remember: All Police and Emergency services are suspended after nightfall.
- In the event that a knock is heard at the main entrance of your home, unlock and open the door. Be cordial to any entities that are present at the threshold, regardless of appearance or visage. Do not express fear. If no entities are present, count slowly to 3, then close and relock the door. Do not exit your home for any reason. Do not allow any person or entity access to your home.
- In the event an entity requests a treat, deposit one unit of wrapped candy into the entityâs hand or held container. Do not offer non-candy items, such as currency, baked goods, food, or alcoholic beverages, as treats. Do not deposit candy into any other receptacle or into the entityâs mouth. Politely decline any requests for more than one unit of candy. Politely decline any other requests, regardless of the nature of the request. Politely decline any offers for the entity to gift you a treat. Close and relock your door once the entity has left.
- In the event that the entity offers or requests a trick, politely decline and offer a treat, instead. If the entity declines, immediately wish the entity well and close and lock your door. Extinguish any light sources in your home and do not answer any further knocks until you are confident that the entity has left.
- In the event that your household does not have any candy to provide, extinguish all light sources within your home, barricade yourself in an inner room with no windows or external exits, and wait quietly for the sun to rise. Do not answer any knocking. Do not leave this room for any reason until you are confident that the sun has risen.
- You may hear loud screaming, laughing, or moaning outside or even within your home. Do not attempt to locate or assist the source, regardless of the circumstances or levels of distress.
- In the event that you accidentally accept a trick or a treat, keep in mind that Police and Emergency services will be suspended after nightfall. Screaming, shouting, laughing, or moaning will not attract assistance and may instead attract additional unwanted attention.
- Once the sun is visible, remember to file a form 1031H-NO2D Notice of Death or Disappearance for any member of your household that is no longer present.
A sufficient supply of candy will be available for purchase at your local garrison and at many vendors in your local municipality until 1 hour before sundown. If your household has a leftover supply of candy come sunrise, this can be safely disposed of or consumed at your leisure, but do not retain a supply for next yearâs event, as entities will not accept previously obtained candy as an acceptable treat.
Please notify an Alliance officer if you have any further questions or concerns.
angel returning from earth and standing on a cloud outcropping with its wings held open like a cormorant so all the sin dries off of it before it goes back through the pearly gates
Expanding on my last post briefly: if Angels experience Lust and get horny and this is a primary reason why they fall, it stands to reason that demons, which, you know, in-canon are all fallen angels, consist of a horde of the most horny angels possible.
Disclaimer: This is a post about angelfucking and being horny for angels as a mythological creature. I am an escapee from the Christian faith and left the faith a while ago. I just have an interest in Christian mythology.
Hello everyone. May I take a moment of your time to discuss some arguably-canon Judeo-Christian Angel lore?
So, everyone knows some of the basics. Angels are servants of God, theyâre close to divinity, sometimes they take forms that can be mistaken for human and sometimes they take forms of horrible eldritch-like entities with eyes within eyes spinning on wheels and all that stuff. Great stuff, pretty common knowledge for people into that kinda stuff.
Some stuff I often see misrepresented and not touched upon enough is how angels are âPure.â Because, you see, Angels are not âPureâ by necessity. One of the sort of overall themes of Christian mythology in particular is how a creature incapable of being tempted canât be pure. Jesus had to be tempted in the desert as a part of his journey to the crucifixion, after all, else he couldnât be a holy sacrifice for our sins. Angels are no different. Angels arenât pure because sin and temptation are foreign to their nature. Angels experience the same temptations as mortals, the same desires drive them, however, they resist this temptation and do not succumb to it, thus they remain pure. Iâve been taught a few explanations for why Angels are so good at resisting temptation and why Humans are not, but the general theme seems to be that Angelsâ proximity to divinity gives them a better motivation to remain pure. They also are not subject to Original Sin (Adam eating the Fruit of Knowledge), so are not tainted by sin at birth, so the act of sinning is not built into their nature and is more of an intentional choice. Great stuff and fuel for a lot of angelposting!
What they donât tell you or talk about, and Iâve seen so little of around this hellsite, is that the primary (or AT LEAST one of the bigger) reason Angels fall, one of the biggest temptations Angels face, is lust. Angels experience Lust, seemingly quite often and quite keenly. Specifically, it seems, for Human Women. There is some support for this in canonical texts. The passages of Genesis that talks about Noahâs flood tend to be taught and interpreted that the reason God decided to flood the earth and start over is that mankind was too evil. This is true, in part, however people skip over the beginning of the chapter that discusses this. The primary reason God floods the earth is because, I shit you not, a bunch of Angels couldnât keep it in their pants and went down and fucked the shit out of human women, and their children were monsters and giants and heroes and âmen of renownâ known as the Nephilim. Humanityâs bloodline was tainted. Thus, God had to start over with the only pure bloodline left: Noahâs. This is all like textually supported in The Holy Bible. I am not joking.
The noncanonical Book of Enoch (which was included in the Dead Sea Scrolls btw fun fact) has a terrible reputation for being fuel for a ton of death cult flat earth Christian nationalist bullshit, and for extremely good reason, however itâs chock full of mythological content that expands on this idea. The fucking Angels that caused this whole thing were not insignificant in number and deliberately chose to betray heaven, knowing the full consequences of doing so, and formed an organized, deliberate secret organization to illegally fuck human women. It caused like a whole schism in heaven. Like a ton of demons/fallen angels were created from this incident. It could be reasonably construed from the text that MOST DEMONS were created from the fall that this incident caused, or at least a very healthy chunk of them. Even if Iâm somehow misunderstanding the scale of this, itâs at minimum a recurring phenomena.
The takeaway from all of this: Angels arenât pure in the sense that theyâre often portrayed in media (flawless beings who are foreign to the concept of sin). Theyâre capable of being tempted, they experience similar desires as mortals for wealth and power and pleasure, theyâre just way more resilient at ignoring these desires and honing their devotion to the Divine. Most importantly, however: Angels are fucking horny little fucks, so much so that a RECURRING issue that Heaven faces is that Angels so desperately want to fuck humans that they keep rebelling against Heaven JUST for that reason. Enough for it to be called out by multiple texts, to such a degree that God had to wipe out ALL OF HUMANITY because theyâd ALL BEEN IRREVERSIBLY CORRUPTED BY ANGELFUCKING.
I heavily encourage all of you horny tumblr freaks that I adore so much to do with this information as you will. I certainly plan to.
âŠIn terms of summoning, Angelic creatures present their own risks. The dangers of consorting with the denizens of Hell are well known at this point, which can sometimes overshadow the equally deadly perils of the angelic. Recall that both parties have a vested interest in winning mortal souls, and to imagine the angels will not stoop to similar lows to entrap mortals into the blisses of the heavenly as demons will to drag them into the suffering of Hell would be a grave mistake. The danger is, perhaps, greater, because although the Demon will coerce, assault, trick, or seduce a soul into Hell, with the Angel, the mortal will be lead to believe it was their idea to ascend all along.
Addressed to the citizenry in and surrounding Forchfaut Academy of the Mystical Arts:
Of all the vicious monsters, cunning bastards, and sin-soaked depravities that listlessly roam the Nine Circles of Hell, few are as infamous as the Succubi. Any Academy-trained summoner has heard the whispered rumors of some inexperienced classmate or another, given over to the raucous urges of youth and filled with a shocking lack of preservation instinct, initiating the necessary rituals to summon a Succubus for a wild, hedonistic evening, only for the ritual to predictably go horribly wrong and the summoner to never be seen again. Or, perhaps, the more widely known tale of some desperate drunken fellow, down on his luck and driven to the taverns out of loneliness, encountering some breathtakingly beautiful horned maiden and disappearing forever into the night. Despite the clear and present risks these tales teach, it seems there ever remains a progression of lost souls marching directly into the jaws of Hell, with giggling Succubi leading the charge. So, in the interest of the public, it may be best to offer some education on the nature of these things as best understood by an actual learned demonologist (such as myself), starting with one of the more insidious varieties of these accursed fiends:Â
The Feather Succubus:Â
A very common belief is that succubi (sometimes known as âincubi;â the difference is largely linguistic in nature and anatomically arbitrary) will magically appear in or can somehow shapeshift into whatever form is most appealing to its victim. This belief is largely unsupported in the academic field. Although some demons are quite skilled at illusions and shapeshifting, it seems that succubi simply have many, many subspecies and variations fine-tuned to appeal to almost any mortal desire that could manifest. As these vile creatures rise from the clogging currents of Lust that roar through the upper circles, there is likely a variation of succubus for any sort of mortal pleasure. It is hardly a secret that succubi feed on the sin of Lust and thus are particularly apt at stirring the passions and carnal wants of us on the mortal plane. Few represent this better than the Feather Succubus, with its persuasion for gentle, titillating pleasure rather than anything of substance.Â
The general build of succubi is not dissimilar to other demonic kin of equitable rank, though a touch larger than most builds you would find on the mortal plane. Shapes and colors tend to vary wildly otherwise, with colors ranging from natural to dazzling. Some succubi sport neutral colors ranging closer to human skin, while others are bright, eye-catching shades of red, blue, or even green. All sport the telltale signs of demonic influence, that being bright eyes, dark, twisted horns (that grow ever-longer with the demonâs age), and disproportionate limbs. Feather succubi share these common traits with others of their ilk, but here the similarities end.Â
What sets feather succubi apart are, of course, the feathers. Feather succubi are covered near head to toe in an extremely delicate layer of what some demonologists classify as fur, fuzz, or bristles, but are more commonly referred to as feathers, despite marked anatomical differences from the avian variety. This soft material grows out of the demonâs skin and often covers its entire body, including the face, the palms of hands, bottoms of feet, and even its horns and tail. The texture of this material has been described as âhorrifyingly softâ by those familiar with these creatures, and the feather succubus uses this fact with terrifying efficiency. Its entire body is essentially a delicate, animate feather. Imagine the rough, firm pleasures typically associated and desired with Lust replaced with frighteningly gentle, feather-light touches, stoking fires unending and unquenched; the perfect environment for a succubus to feed. Thus, these succubi hone their abilities to titillate and tease to truly monstrous heights, abusing this touch to glide across mortal flesh in the most arousing fashion, often mixing their attentions with targeted and witty tickling in order to drive the very nerves into a frenzy. The toughest warriors have been reduced to mewling puddles under such a touch, and even the most hard-faced, strait-laced of mortals have been found cackling their Lust away under their tender mercies.Â
The horrors, unfortunately, do not end here. This penchant for softness dominates these creatures in every fashion, inside and out. Even the creaturesâ tongues, long and narrow like others of their ilk, are covered in soft, waving bristles, far unlike the textured tongues of a typical succubus. These bristles, made of living tissue, wave and roil at the demonâs whim and maintain their delicate structure regardless of moisture. This same tissue covers the insides of the creature's mouth, throat, crotch, inner thighs, and even along and inside sexual organs.Â
The resulting creature can affect carnage on a mortalâs nervous system that can be, quite frankly, difficult to write about, so I will refer to a colleague of mineâs reports on this matter. A relatively recent incident involving Academy officers and an encounter with feather succubi was attended by resident demonologist Dr. Alexander Vangard, and I will quote heavily from his written report of the incident below:Â
âWe eventually tracked them down to the maintenance alley behind the dueling arena,â Dr. Vangard writes, describing the incident. âWasnât hard to find them once we were close; the air was suffocating with all the ambient Sin. That, and the screaming, if you could even call it that. Short little bursts of sound that could be mistaken for demonic itself, quickly cut off with much weaker, strained laughter. We found the two specimen huddled in a corner next to the equipment bin, wrapped around the victim: a larger, orcish fellow that I think was on the security team. Iâve never seen a humanoidâs face contorted like his was. Gods, itâs going to haunt me. Twisted into a leering grin, face stained and wrecked with tears, and the eyes. Gods almighty the fellowâs eyes. The man was completely naked, as youâd expect, though we never located what was left of his clothes. No signs of a struggle, at least in terms of marks, bruises, or even a scratch mark, though what can you expect? Even the damn thingsâ claws are soft and brush-like. The poor guy was twisted between the two things, and they were all over him, draped lazily and tangled into his limbs so that light fingertips could play across his torso and hips. They were positioned almost so that their whole bodies could come into contact with the idiot, their thighs pushing his apart, bodies wedged into his underarms. Must have tickled obscenely, judging by his frantic look. As soon as he saw us, he let out another screech, almost certainly begging for help, but the giggling fiends silenced him with gentle kisses into his armpits. Whatever damnable fucking stuff that coats their mouths must be awful, because he went from screaming to absolute silence, wheezing and going limp in their arms. The things ârewardedâ him for the reaction by giggling and cooing and petting him all over, which lead to more wheezing cackles, which lead to more kisses, which⊠yeah, it went on for a while. We were not really sure how to proceed from there; we couldnât exactly risk getting in there to grab the things without coming into contact with their skin, which, youâll forgive me for saying so, no fucking thank you. Spells we tried to conjure just fizzled and died on their skin. And they watched us the entire time, snickering, making HIM watch us, making him wheeze and whimper and moan and⊠Gods.âÂ
âWe eventually concluded we had to stick to protocol,â Dr. Vangard continues, a bit later in his report. âContain, observe, and record. We set up the standard perimeter, got out the recording equipment. You could tell the poor guy gave up at that point. The screaming stopped. And he just⊠laughed. Moaned. All sorts of unearthly noises. The things were palming all over him, looking at us with those eyes, knowing we were watching. One of them leered over at ME, like it knew I was the one in charge, wouldnât stop looking into my eyes, started mouthing at the orcâs chest, slipping down⊠I could almost FEEL it crawling against my skin, imagining how those fucked up tendrils must feel, dancing across your body. Something nobody talks about in these reports is that their feathers donât just float listlessly in the wind, they MOVE. They writhe. It makes their entire forms shimmer and wave. They make it look seductive. Makes me feel terribly sick, even writing about it now. Anyways, this roiling, flowing, living feather just kissed down this guyâs body. He either couldnât move or didnât bother, we couldnât determine. Itâs eyes never left mine when it got to the guyâs cock. Let its tongue roll out. The tongues look worse. Black as sin, covered in something that moves and flails. Whatever it is must be⊠awful. Because as soon as it touched this guyâs cock, he leapt like heâd been shocked. Finally shouted something coherent. Some garbled, girlish âPlease!â Couldnât tell if that was aimed at us or them. If it was for them, Iâm sure he regretted it, because as soon as the demon put his cock in its mouth, his entire body went limp. And he started crying. Biggest guy Iâd ever seen, crying like a baby. Was it relief? Despair? Or maybe it just tickled that badly. Godâs prayer, I hope I never find out.âÂ
Dr. Vangardâs report continues for some time, but largely follows a most horrid and, unfortunately for the victim, never ending cycle. The feather succubus, once its victim has been reduced to a giggling, whimpering wreck, has complete control to do whatever it likes, and that is, of course, more tickling. Pinning the victim against a wall, the ground, or whatever might be handy, a rhythm develops of sharp, fluttery tickling interrupted by long, slow strokes of near pleasure, back to wiggling fingers and gasping laughter, back to desperate pleas and gasps of the tortured. This cycle is only broken when, hours or even days later, the victim, shuddering and broken, is claimed by the beast and dragged down into the deepest pits of Hell, body, mind, and soul, where it is rather unlikely such torments will ever cease.Â
âThey didnât get bored for another four hours.â Dr. Vangardâs report concludes. âThey finally opened the portal just before daybreak. By then, the guy didnât even have the brains left to scream. He just let them tug him through, giggling along with them, as they dragged him to Hell.âÂ
Dr. Vangard filed an official resignation two days later. To my knowledge, he has begun studies in an unrelated field. We thank him for his service to the Academy and look forward to supporting his work in the future.Â
This cautionary tale, like many others, is meant to warn you of a simple truth that must be understood before engaging in any summoning activity: do NOT engage with demons, under any circumstances! Even the experts among us in the demonology field will only engage in such risky rituals after months or even years of careful planning, a network of failsafes and contingencies, fellow experts on hand to assist should any aspect of the ritual go wrong, and only for research and studying purposes. NEVER attempt to summon ANY demonic creature alone, and under no circumstances should you let such creatures touch you or even speak to you, lest you be dragged down into that ever-cackling rancid pit below.Â
For the general public, the dangers are much less pronounced than for those skilled in summoning arts; however, should you encounter a creature fitting any of the descriptions above, or know of anyone who intends to consort with such beings, do not hesitate to inform an Academy officer as soon as possible so that the proper inquiries can be made.
With that, dear citizens, stay safe, stay informed, and I will hopefully have no further reason to write to you on this matter. Do take care.Â
- Professor Adelaine Vortis, Director of Demonology at Forchfaut Academy of the Mystical Arts
