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The Seven Princes of Hell weren’t just demons, and it didn’t take a genius to come to that conclusion; merely being in their presence was an unspoken explanation all of its own. They were some of the oldest, wisest, most respected hellspawns known to mankind, and they had all been hand-chosen by Lucifer himself to become a part of his board of directors. Simply being in their proximity was enough to render even the most astute devil absolutely witless.
Belphegor, the Prince of Vanity. Mammon, the Prince of Greed. Beezlebub, the Prince of Indolence. Astaroth, the Prince of Wrath. Leviathan, the Prince of Envy. Asmodeus, the Prince of Lust. Pythius, the Prince of Despair.
These seven royals represented some of humanity’s most damning sins— traits that, when left unattended and recklessly ignored, could cause the downfall of empires, societies, entire countries, and the deaths of thousands of innocent people at the hands of violence and man’s timeless hunger for power. They radiated an aura so ancient and powerful, it could be felt down to one’s weary, exhausted bones. It was terrifying and all-consuming, suffocating every inhale and threatening to vanquish it with the flick of a wrist. It was electrifying and untamable, vibrating through each bodily atom and making it feel as if your very essence was at the risk of being dissolved out of existence. It was ravenous and unyielding, giving away that it had been festering long before civilizations ever formed, and that it would continue to persevere long after nations faded away to ash.
The princes were a force not many reckoned with, and whatever moronic soul dared to challenge that fact did not live to tell the tale. Ascending to such a respected, sophisticated rank is an occurrence so rare, the last candidate had been chosen over a millennia ago, and though many have been nominated for the title since, none had managed to meet Lucifer’s scrutinizing standards. The king of Hell was extremely selective when it came to those he kept closest to his throne, and no one can blame the archangel for that tendency; unwavering loyalty and resistance to temptation are scarce commodities.
Alongside having to exceed all of Satan’s expectations, a demon was expected to surpass all of their brethren in training to even be considered worthy of the royal crest. They must be ruthless and graceful in combat, never forfeiting to an opponent even when outmatched, and depicting confident resilience no matter how dire the circumstances may seem. They must be an expert in occult practice, with narrow precision during performance, complete mastery of the Latin language, no limits on how far they’re willing to push their powers, and a willingness to perform even the most challenging dark magic at a moment’s notice. They must be a patient, intelligent, perspective, calculating strategist, with no room for mistakes and no time to waste. In other words, a potential candidate must be the ideal demon in every way imaginable, which is why so few have ever passed the mark.
Henceforth, history has only ever seen seven princes of Hell, and that number was theorized to remain stagnant both for the foreseeable and distant future. It appeared that demons just weren’t the same breed of legendary perfection they used to be, and Lucifer wasn’t known for lowering his criteria for anyone. If no one is of caliber for the position, then it would remain empty for as long as he deems fit. Hell’s reputation isn’t worth the gamble.
That is, until one unsuspecting applicant came along and changed the entire narrative. He not only met every standard, but set new ones. He not only mastered lethal combat, but developed his own personal techniques. He not only became an expert in satanic magic, but began creating his own spells by memorizing grimoires and merging all of his knowledge. He climbed to the top of his brigade, and even managed to best some of his teachers. He devoted his soul to his stature, made a name for himself despite his youth, caught Lucifer’s attention for the first time in almost a thousand years, and by some miracle, managed to keep it.
The newest member of the Summis Conilio— the Superior Council— and therefore the eighth prince of Hell: Ramiel, the Prince of Chaos.
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aquagustd · 2 years
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Got me screaming like a goat pesdixyi😮‍💨🫣
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AND IM BARKING 😩😩😩😩😩
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jangmi-latte · 4 days
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feckies a-a-a-and hE HAS SCARS ON HIS ARMS 🦅💥🦅💥🦅💥🦅💥💥💥SCARS S-SO THERE MUST BE MORE RIGHT...RIGHT?!?!????????
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heartbreakfeelsogood · 8 months
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photos from summer sonic 2023
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lovereadandwrite · 13 hours
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happy birthday Chuuya bbyyy😭♥️
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zappedbyzabka · 20 days
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Ultimate man
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aithusarosekiller · 9 months
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Imagine taking all your works down because people are putting immense pressure on you and acting like ur a writing machine
And then the second you put ur work back up, people start
-acting like children
-idolising you and treating you like a machine again
-expecting you to post something new already bc 'he should have a full fic done by now 😤'
Making a big deal out of it by:
-Screaming about them 'finally being up'
-Yelling about how you must download them incase he tried to take them off again
-Demanding that everybody reads them RIGHT NOW
-Or basically just spreading them to even more people so it's not even a nice, gradual, welcoming comeback
Just adds MORE PRESSURE from the get-go and is the No.1 way to scare somebody off again, do you all realise that?
It's like people can't make those little connections in their brain that tell them to 'shut up'
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teearrs · 1 year
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USED FOR ANOTHER ONES LOVE
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HELLOOO?! UHM...this is my first ever post on Tumblr. So yeah—I've never posted on Tumblr LIKE EVER!!! I do only post on wattpad but that's abt it :/. ANYWAYS this is draken angst lol ..ANYWAYS PLS REBLOG OR INTERACT WITH MY FIRST POST IN ANYWAY
WARNINGS: ANGST TO FLUFF??, DRAKEN BEING A DUMBO AND CHEATING ON Y/N, FEM PROUNOUNS, NOT PROOFREAD
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You and Draken had been dating for only 1 year and you had saw some weird red flags from him in the last months.
He hadn't been hanging out with you the last two months, he was always with Mikey, Mitsuya, Takemichi, or Pah-chin.
The only time you really saw him was when he came home after work. You would always stay up late at night just to welcome him home and cling on him, but he would just say 'not right now Y/n, I'm to tired. Sorry' but was he really sorry?
If he was sorry, he would at least sleep in the same bed at you....right? Well no, he would tell you to go sleep in the bed and he'd be right up—but he always ended up sleeping on the couch.
This happened for weeks— until one day you were walking in Shibuya, and saw it. You saw Draken kissing Emma. He was so happy looking. Hugging her from the side as she smiled at him, holding his hand as they walked through the people who crowded the streets of Shibuya.
Oh, so this is why he wasn't loving, caring, and sweet to you anymore. All the emotions he once shared with you, he was now sharing with her.
You had ran as fast as you could through crowds of people, you ran home. When you got home, you grabbed your bag and shoved your clothes, stuffed animals, braclets, rings, everything except the gifts Draken had gave to you.
You left those, no reason to have gifts from someone who never even loved you probably.
You had left now, Drakens house, and called a taxi.
When the taxi arrived you told them to drive you to your friends house that was sorta far away. Only on the other side of Shibuya, not far, but still far away from Draken.Arriving at your friends house, you had gotten out of the car and handed the taxi driver money before walking up to the door of the house and knocking.
The door opened very shortly after you knocked, your friend looked straight at your figure. "Y/n? Y/N!?" They said in shock of you showing up, since you two barley talk anymore. "Baji— I hate him—oh gosh—no I don't. I love him so much but he doesn't share the same feelings." You said to your bestfriend since birth.
Tears were falling so fast from you eyes, Baji was shocked that someone could cry so hard.
"What-? Come inside Y/n, tell me everything."Baji said and moved out of the way so you could come in.
You stepped inside, Baji shutted the door then put his hand on your back and leaded you to the couch. You sat down and started to burst into tears.
"What happened Y/n, why is a pretty girl like you crying so much?" Baji said making you smile a bit. You looked straight at him in the eyes and wiped your tears from you cheeks.
"He cheated on me" Those 4 words made Bajis face go in disgust, knowing damn well you were talking about Draken.
"With who?" He said. "A girl, a friend, a male, a coworker?"
"Emma"
"Just as I thought, I knew he was using you. He's a bastard he's so fucking lucky Mikey likes him or I'd have his head on a stick by now. I won't kill him but I sure will beat his ass" baji said making you shake your head.
"No—no!"you pleaded "don't hurt him. I wasn't good enough for him! I'm not as pretty as Emma—"
"Shut up Y/n" Baji said making you look at him shocked. "Please you think Emma's pretty? Hell she's just a face full of make-up, she's hella bossy, petty and she's a damn ass pick me. But your so fucking pretty! Your naturally beautiful Y/n! Don't tell yourself you aren't, any man would be lucky to have you as their girlfriend. Drakens just a pain in the ass."Baji had now hated Draken, they use to be bestfriend but now since Baji knew Draken cheated on you, he hates his living guts.
"Fuck him. You deserve better then him." Baji said. "Girl you are PERFECT. AMAZING. OUTSTANDING. BEAUTIFUL. DROP DEAD GORGEOUS!""You think?" You said to Baji and he just smirked."I DONT THINK I KNOW Y/N!"You hugged him and laughed.
You love baji so much, he's the best. He looks really mean but deep down he's a huge damn sweetheart.
"Thank you so much Baji"
— a/n
I should make apart two
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saetoshis · 11 months
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shion is so fine its not even funny
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seelestia · 9 months
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imagine teaching wanderer Gen Z terms (maybe it's a sagau au maybe reader gets isekai'd, it's up to you lol)
"Why do 'fanatics' of mine obsess over calling me an infant?" "You see, we don't call you that in a literal sense, just think of it as a term of endearment" "Explain to me how being called a human child that could barely think for itself is considered endearing" "STOP TAKING EVERYTHING SO LITERAL-" "I HAVE BEEN GIVEN NOTHING OF CONTEXT, I'VE NO CHOICE BUT TO TAKE IT LITERALLY YOU FOOL-"
"Why do you keep telling me to kill someone after fighting? I thought murder was something you humans deem immoral" "What are you talking? I never told you to kill someone" "Are you that much of a dolt to forget how much you cheered and yelled like a lunatic after the fight" "I didn't say anything like 'Kill someone!' ?" "You repeatedly shouted at me to 'SLAY', don't tell me you're becoming an amnesiac" "That..that's not what i meant-"
maybe it's cuz of how the term "babygirl" has now been tied to Wanderer that this prompt popped into my head lol - sincerely, 👹✨ Jae <3
"babygirl, wyd?"
"what are you babbling about?"
"you know, 'w-y-d' as in 'what you do' as in 'what are you doing'? isn't that smart?"
"...get out."
"THIS IS MY TEAPOT!?"
he'd raise the living heck out of his eyebrow or frown until it stays forever stuck on his forehead whenever you use a gen z term around him. wanderer will come around to getting used (unwillingly) to your "weird" habit eventually — definitely has threatened to leave you inside a ditch at least once, but that's just one of his love languages <3
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garoujo · 11 months
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Meeting your future gym buddy Nagi while you’re doing some light treadmill... Nagi doing some lift-ups nearby, you eyeing him in a dark muscle tee, showing off a bit of those delicious pecs... Nagi noticing you still staring at him, so he stares back at you and (purposely) wet his lips. Grip the treadmill’s handle bars tightly tho or you might slip off and fall down 🙇🏻‍♀️
KISA ILL DIE ૮꒰ྀི ⸝⸝ᴗ͈ ‸ ᴗ͈⸝⸝ ꒱ྀིა THIS THOUGHT ALONE WILL BE MY DEMISE ARE U KIDDING !!! HES SO SEXY <3w<3 GYM CRUSH NAGI ! HES SO RANDOM GUY U SEE IN THE STREET WHO U THINK ABOUT FOREVER CODED !!!
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lovereadandwrite · 4 months
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it’s my birthday & I’ll post self-insert fanart if I want to
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paper-bag-arts · 6 months
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sharing the ungodly amount of mincemeat doodles i’ve done over the past week
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