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[unholydeeds]

This blog is heavily triggering and with dark mature content. You have been warned. All triggers will be listed below. Please, do not follow me if you have no intention of writing with me. 21+ Only. If you are underage, or a personal blog do not interact with me. This portrayal of the devil the way I believe him to be. It will be nothing like how supernatural has painted him. He's pure evil, the lord of flies. He's going to be vile, manipulative, he's not going to be soft or seek forgiveness towards god or angels. Mun note: This is fiction, not something I would ever condone or do in real life. I do not worship the devil or practice it. This is just for fun and that's it. I love writing dark muses and dark threads nothing more.

Triggers are as followed: mentions of rape, satanism, witchcraft, orgies, death, blood, gore, drug use, alcohol abuse, manipulation, self mutilation, etc.

( side note: all triggers will be tagged with accordingly. if you have a trigger that you want me to keep out of our thread just let me know! i want everyone i write with to feel comfortable. this is a safe space and I want to keep it that way. )

my other blogs: @notwithoutsins @bloodlct @aesircrowned

mains: could be you exclusives: @blcdcarnage, @bledtitanium, @beyonddamaged

carrd memes head canons mains

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I will be on here sometime today to get to those replies, and the starter I owe and reply to any prompts in my inbox.

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Chris Hemsworth as Billy Lee Bad Times at the El Royale (2018)

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Lucifer is does not appreciate the booping that is happening.

Look at this grumpy bastard, jokes on him because he can't do anything about it, even though he thinks he can.

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I have one more starter to get sent out for @edensran which will most likely be done tomorrow. I'm going to be heading over to my other blogs to give them some love.

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Send the devil some memes. I dare you, you wont.

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@bledtitanium wants to play with the devil.

He had visited her once before in his demonic form. That was when he asked her to do something to prove her loyalty to him. She passed that with no effort at all. She definitely was her mother's daughter, and just as fucking beautiful. She was married to his son, Chris - it was Satan that made it happen. He pulled a few strings, asked her to seduce Chris into a relationship with him.   He just planted the thought and feelings into his son’s head.    He was determined to have her married to his son.   The only thing in the way was the fucking wind bag in the sky trying to intervene in all of it.   He would get what he wanted,  he always did.   This time his visit would be in flesh,  in his real angelic form.   He had made himself at home inside his son and daughter in laws home.   Chris wasn’t home,  but Alexis was.   He could hear her moving around up stairs, she was alone,     not even his daughter was here,  no doubt with her human friends.   That alone sickened him,   that his daughter would lower herself  to mingle with such fucking waste.    She was a witch,    a demon and she didn’t even know it.   That would soon change,   he would make sure of it.    He moved within the house,   nearing the space that Alexis was.   His arrival was silent,  until he wished for her to know she was there.    His eyes traveled along her body,  drinking in every curve of her body.    What he wouldn’t give to taste her on his tongue once more.   His son was lucky to have such a powerful witch/demon in his life. “Alexis.” He said her name,  his voice vibrating through the room.   He gave a dark smile, as he stepped into the room further.  She really did hold her own,   such potential within her.   “So,  tell me how have things been going with my son?”   He knew that she had been doing everything right, the spells, the push that Chris needed to want to go back to the academy,  but still he was yielding,   not fully giving in.   He had an idea of who that was,  and you could say it put Satan in a terribly foul mood.   

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@beyonddamaged wants to play with the devil. muse chosen: gabrielle

The mother of abomination and darkness,     his favorite little witch and demon.   He likes to claim for her creation and maybe he did,   he’s just not telling.     She was fascinating to watch over the years as she brought unspeakable horrors upon those puking humans.    She came to him all on her own,   bringing souls along with her.   She created the church of night,   bringing witches and warlocks alike together as she made the academy of the unseen arts,   encouraging them all to sign their names in the book of the beast.    The first high priestess of the academy.    He had crowned her queen of hell,   wanting her at his side to rule hell.    Satan was elated when he learned that she was pregnant.   A daughter that would take over as high priestess when she was at age.     Now that time has come,   but there was an issue,   a fucking thorn in his side.   Faustus was nothing but writhing maggot and in his opinion shouldn’t have been named fucking  high priest.     That was something he would have to fix.    He needed to press Gabrielle into forcing her daughter’s hand and get things moving faster.   Not to mention,   he wanted his children.   Her daughter was married to his son,   something he had made happen,   influencing Chris’ thoughts and feelings to make it happen.   He wanted her married to his son.    The most frustrating thing was that his son refused him,  turned his back on him.    He wasn’t going to stop until he had him where his son should be.

His daughter.    He wanted Gabrielle to be someone that she got close to,  to confide in.   Help her become who she was meant to be.    It would all come together soon enough.     Fingertips traced Gabrielle’s jawline,     the pad of his thumb ran along her bottom lip.    She was fucking beautiful,    one of his favorite to fuck.    His tilts slightly to the right,    intense blue gaze locked with hers.    His facial features are void of emotion,   there's a bite of his lower lip and a growl that emanates from his chest into his throat.    “I need you to do something for me, Gabrielle.”   Her name rolled off his tongue with such hunger.     “It’s about my daughter, Rosemary. I want you to get close to her, guide her in the right path.   As for your daughter,   I think you need to force her hand.   It’s about time she takes down that fucking worthless shit stain and take her right place without his intrusions.”  

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@bloodsalted wants to play with the devil.

The Winchester brothers,    what a fucking pleasure it had been to have both of them in his grasp.     The immense torture he brought them both.     Yet,    that was ripped away from him by the windbag in the sky,     the false god.      Dean Winchester,     was supposed to be his,   in hell.    The plans he had for the eldest brother.     How elated the dark lord had been when Dean Winchester was thrown on a rack,    tortured   —-    over and over again.     He was going to be his next project,     a newly made demon.     The eldest Winchester reeked of sin.     Satan had been watching and waiting for a moment to reclaim what was his.     Once you gave your soul to him there was no going back.     That’s exactly what he did,    did he not?    To save his little brother from the clutches of death.        Not to mention there was a darkness within the eldest,    and so much potential for so much more.      He had broken every sin there was. There was no beating Satan at his own game.      Not really,   he always found his way back out.     Tonight was the night he would be brought to earth.     This time he wouldn’t be wearing a meat suit.     No,   he would have his own angelic body back.     He would be at full power,   and not even the false god could put him back in hell.      The black mass was full of coven members, young to old,    all dressed in black robes and naked underneath.   All chanting in unison,    the altar was set,     a young virgin girl was strapped down to the stone tablet,   naked.     Her cries were ignored as the chanting grew louder.   The coven leader stepped forward a dagger in hand,    the handle had satanic carvings in it.     “ Tonight is the night we raise our dark lord.    With this virgin blood as an offering we raise Satan,    the lord of lies,     lord of filth.     Arise Satan!”   The coven leader raised the dagger high,     the moonlight catching in the blade before it was driven down,     plunging deep within the virgin’s chest.    The ground began to shake violently,    lightning licked the sky as an unnatural storm began to brew.       The flames of each candle rose high.    The coven gathered around the now dead body,      as they carved open the young girl's chest,     removing her heart.      All chanting,   “Hail Satan!”     Once the ground stopped trembling,    a form stepped from the ruins.    The coven parted as their master stepped through them.       Handing him the heart as they all bowed before him.     The dark lord took the offering,     pleased with their work.    He brought the heart to his mouth and sunk his teeth into the muscle, blood trickling down his chin.   The sound of a gun being cocked drew Satan’s attention.     A disturbing wicked grin pulled at his lips.    He knew exactly who it was,   he felt his presence way before he ever stepped into these parts,     Dean Winchester.       Satan knew he would come,    and that’s exactly what he wanted. He turned toward the eldest Winchester,   heart still in hand.    “You’re a little too late Winchester,   I have been expecting you.”

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@burninq wants to play with the devil.

The academy was eerily quiet tonight.    Witches and warlocks alike were in the back,    deep within the woods,     participating in the black mass.    A night where they celebrated the dark lord,    participating in the most depraved acts,   orgies,  not only that but by night's end,    a young virgin would be sacrificed to him.    What they didn’t know was that Satan was amongst them tonight,    the academy wasn’t empty.    Tonight,   there will be a guest.    An invitation had been sent out,    made out to a certain witch turned vampire Calcifer.    Oh,     how Satan had been watching,    and listening for quite a while.     There wasn’t anything he didn’t know about the male.     It was a guarantee that he would show up,    and Satan was waiting for it.     He had a deal that not even the witch could deny.     This one piqued Satan’s interest,   and he wanted the male to join,     all he needed to do was get him to write his name in the book of the beast.    Candles lit up the otherwise darkened office.    Satan sat at the desk,    patiently waiting for the arrival of his guest.     Digits ran through the matted fur of an ungodly creature,    stinking saliva trickled down its massive jaws,   a deep guttural growl vibrating in its throat,   a beast,    a loyal servant to Satan.   There were more of these massive creatures in the woods,   even around the academy itself,    nightmarish monsters awaited.       The dark lord’s gaze rose toward the door.     The male was here,    he could feel his presence before he ever stepped foot into the building.     A wicked grin pulled at the corners of his lips.      Before a knock could even occur, he called out. “Enter,    Calcifer,   please take a seat.    We have much to discuss.”     The door opened on it’s own accord by an unseen force,    waiting for the witch to enter.    Once he did,    the door shut behind him.

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@hellsurvivr wants to play with the devil.

The witching hour had just begun,   and lightning licked the sky.    Yet, this wasn’t a normal storm brewing, something sinister, and powerful was stirring.    The house groaned under the weight of power that pulsated throughout its confinements of ultimate evil.    The shadows seemed to darken as it moved about the home,  searching for something or someone.    The overwhelming ungodly presence was imminent,    the yawning door was wide open.   The door to a bedroom.   The shadows raised along the wall,   as horns curved upwards and a goat-like outline formed.    “Payne..”    An unnaturally deep voice called out.   It had been too long for him.   So many times, had she slipped through his fingers, from hell.    He had wanted her on his side,    the power she had.     He wanted her,    yet she turned her back on him.     There was one thing the devil didn’t do was relent    —-    he always got what he wanted.    He would keep working on her until she gave in,    it didn’t matter how long it took.     He wasn’t confined to hell tonight.     Satan had a foot in this world for a time,     and his first visit was to her.    No matter where she went,    he would find her.       A form stepped out of the darkness,    his angelic form.     Those eyes were pitch black before fading to his normal deep blues.       His head tilted slightly to the left,   his gaze falling on a sleeping form.   So,   he caught her asleep.    He let his fingertips trace her cheek.     He could hear her soft breathing, deep within sleep,     but he knew that she knew he was there.     His lips curled into a snarl as he grasped her jaw.    “Wake up you little cunt,    we have a lot to discuss.”    He would admit she was beautiful,    hell if he had it his way he would have her legs spread.    It would have been a way to wake her up.     Yet,   he was in a mood, and he wasn’t feeling like playing games.

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I will be working on those starters today, I do apologize for the wait. I underestimated how tired I would after work. I have the next two days off, so things are going to get done.

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final choice of icon template! i'm almost done with them. all starters will have to wait until tomorrow, i do apologize!

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Like this for a starter and I will get them sent out after I get home from work tomorrow.

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new icon template, is it too big or just, right? should i use it?

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I need to make icons for Lucifer here, but it's going to have to wait until tomorrow after work. Anyways, if you want to send me memes in the meantime, feel free to do so!

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𝗕𝗢𝗪 𝗕𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗘 𝗦𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗗.