#monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

would intoxicated Krulu kiss us/admin on the face/lips or would he still refuse to do so?

An intoxicated Krulu will perform all kinds of affectionate acts. Shockingly wholesome and good-natured things that would make you question if you're actually witnessing the same siadar, as opposed to a perfect twin with a much friendlier and playful disposition.

In this state, Krulu will grab you like a doll, he'll lift you, hold you into his six arms and offer you so many kisses on your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, absolutely your lips. He fawns over you openly, rumbling to the skies in great delight. As if all is well in the world and nothing ever went wrong.

More than stating that he loves you, he'll claim that you saved him, that if he had to choose between you and all the planets the siadar ever populated, he'd burn them to a crisp in the blink of an eye.

He adores the way you laugh, come, let Krulu show you a trick.

He may occasionally accidentally refer to himself as Saudramar. Do not say it back to him.

#Krulu oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

Pinnie.

Pinnie Pin Pin.

You can't just tell us that the neck is an erogenous zone for mushroom people and just leave us like that.

You know we need to assault that overgrown fungus man's neck.

so how would he react if his piglet immediately took every opportunity they had to get their grubby little hands/lips on his dick neck? :3

Letting you know how sensitive his neck is was perhaps one of the worst things Morell could have done. And he knows this. He knows, because your eyes twinkled in that same way they always do when you're up to no good.

The chef braced for a whole lot of shenanigans, but he never expected you to be as persistent as you're currently being.

" Morell... "

He sighs, looking up from full pots on the massive stove and rolling his eyes at your figure seated on the nearest empty counter. You can make puppy eyes and swing your legs all you want, Morell's not letting you have this any time soon.

" Fer tha last time, Piglet- " He warns. " Yer not touchin' mah neck. "

" But I- "

" Drop it. "

With a different tone comes a different message, and you're wise enough to listen, sulking on the cold stone while several bobbles hurry back and forth inside the kitchen walls. You watch them scramble like well-coordinated bugs under the shroom's iron rule and the chef returns to the task at hand. Seeing the way you're melting on his counter makes Morell feel a little shitty about his short fuse, but he's genuinely put off by the idea of you getting all over such a weak spot.

In fact, the monster is about to curtly apologize to you when you meet his side-glance with a slightly less depressed expression.

" Well, can I at least have a kiss? "

That, he can do for you. Mori smiles, pulling the top of his chunky pink scarf down and crowding you on the counter.

" Always, piglet. C'mere. "

...

In hindsight, Morell should have known better.

So much better...

Your lips curl in victory, and as you tug him down to plant smooches on his teeth, your tiny hands weasel their way past the hem of his neck adornment. Morell shivers hard, every single tap and drag of mischievous fingertips and flat palms on his anatomy felt with a fury. The shroom chokes and makes a sound that wasn't quite a whimper but could be mistaken for one, reflexively trying to peel away from the intrusive contact.

" Piglet! Fuckin'- "

Nothing quite prepares him for when you dart forward, face nudging his scarf out of the way to moan against the skin of his throat and suck at the sides of his neck with a determination and enthusiasm you only ever occasionally spare for him.

It's an intense level of stimulus all at once. Morell has no choice but to grunt and arch his spine, shuddering audibly when a wave of heat goes from the top of his cap straight to his cock. His arms grab onto the stone beside you hard enough you can likely see the veins in them. Morell can't help the disgustingly desperate noise that rips out of him when you lick from the bottom of his neck up to his chin.

" Holy ffuckin' shit hhn- "

In a glazed, horny stupor, he stops trying to retract his neck like a turtle and actually leans his head as far back as he can to give you more space. He'll deny doing this to his last dying breath, but it will fool no one.

The powertrip you feel as you lavish his neck in amorous, pervy attention is something you probably won't live down for a whole week, the vibrations of your self-satisfied giggling causing the chef to close his eyes and pant like an animal.

The shroom's cock tenses in his pants, tenting them obscenely. Morell is so out of his mind with arousal that he tugs your hips forward with enough force to bruise them, just so he can have something to grind against while you drool around his skin.

Maybe it's because he's never let anyone touch that part of him before. Perhaps it's because you are the one doing it, you want him that bad, you'd do something this filthy. But he's quickly becoming an overheated mess in your arms. He doesn't want to think about it, his cheeks are already so blue he's going to turn into a lava lamp at any moment. This display of vulnerability will haunt him for a while.

But it feels so fucking good...

The second you're bold enough to gently bite at him with your cute little teeth, Morell is clawing at his belt with a fury, this pitiful, jarringly submissive croon hissing through his teeth.

This new side of him is pretty interesting.

#Morell oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

I definitely wasn't binging through Krulu's tag like a horny depraved soul with no life (which i am) when i found this:

Pinnie I need to know how Krulu responds/reacts to Admin's existential crisis and crippling anxiety telling them that they're useless to him now that he has no need to hide and he can just dispose of them if he wants to.

[Fem reader.]

TW: Slight angst; Religious mindsets.

It's wonderful seeing your lord in such high spirits.

You never made note of it before, mostly to avoid being insulting, but it bothered you that Krulu felt unsafe all the time, resigned himself to the darkness of his sacred floor, didn't look beyond the walls of The Clergy's Eye or set foot onto his own garden.

It was disheartening.

He's a god! He's your god! He should face the world with nothing but pride and elegance, his might is to be witnessed and revered by all- Hiding is unbecoming of his perfect nature.

You suppose you have to thank Miara for all of this. For the safety and confidence Krulu now exudes, for the push she gave him to finally finally impregnate you- For your beautiful baby boys who have now grown up to take Earth's main annexes by storm! Life is good.

Life is wonderful.

But it's so, so scary...

Ever since your higher stopped using you as a vessel -There's no need for such anymore, after all- A depressing distance has been cast between you two. Something stifling.

You're so very happy for him, for Adelo and Adrul who can now communicate with their second father openly, see him in the flesh so much more often than they once did, for the two of you even -Because you do like witnessing Krulu's glory- But... Things just aren't the same.

You no longer feel Krulu in the back of your mind, caressing your thoughts and murmuring to you. His presence on your body is so diminished you feel naked. Unsafe. Out of sorts. You feel useless as his servant. This isn't right. It's something you're ashamed to admit, but you wish he'd return to your form.

What's wrong with you? To be wishing misery upon your lord...

You're his chosen, you're the mother of the rulers of Eden and Perdition, you're loved dearly by your lord and your angel- So... So why is it that you feel small? Like an ant? Without Krulu... You're just a human. Just a girl.

Tears prick at your eyes.

It's stupid, it's so stupid. You should be happy. This is a day of celebration! Your sons have come to The Clergy to partake in celebration with their parents and the core team after their impressive feats. And instead of spending quality time with the people closest to you...

You're sobbing on a faraway bench.

Pathetic.

You don't even hear the footfalls approaching steadily.

" Chosen. "

To say you sprung up like a startled feline is to put it flatteringly lightly. Your lord stares at you from a great height, gaze ever hardened, though you've been his servant long enough to spot the creases of worry in the corners of his eyes.

" M- My lord, excuse me- I'll be joining the festivities in no time. " You stammer, wiping the tear trails on your face and hoping your makeup isn't smudged to absolute shit. But it probably is.

Krulu makes a chuff, then takes a seat beside your figure, not looking directly at you. One set of arms rests on their hips, another steeples its fingers, the remaining one adjusts some of his jewelry.

" Speak. What troubles you? "

To the point. You've come to love that about him.

" Nothing serious, my worship. " You sigh. " You know how fragile the human mind is, I'm just being silly. "

The siadar's tail rattles across the floor.

" Our minds may no longer be interwoven, but make no mistake, I know when you dare lie to me. " He warns, eyes narrowed. " Your pain is still my pain, however. And to hurt me is not wise. "

You curl further into yourself on the bench, sniffling. " My deepest apologies- "

" I will not ask twice. What ails you? "

Slowly, you crane your neck back, meeting only the charred side of Krulu's face. With perhaps the most shaky and futile of inhales, your lips let loose.

" I'm scared. "

The siadar straightens slightly.

" My lord, I would never doubt your words- But I doubt myself. We aren't as close as we once were, and that's amazing! That's good! But... I feel so hollow without you in my body. What duty do I have now? I know it's stupid of me -I know I'm foolish- But ever since you've ceased to use me as a vessel, I've been so... Miserable. "

The shame coating your cheeks burns brighter than a thousand dawns, so you opt to bore holes into the stone of the garden's pathway.

There's a deep rumble from beside you, and soon, your small frame is lifted, deposited in the crevice where your lord's long legs cross, facing forward to the garden's expanse just as he does.

" You are going through withdrawal. "

Krulu begins, giving all your thoughts pause.

" Have been, for quite some time. "

Four hands touch your body, two loop around your neck in a familiar hold that has you sighing in comfort. The other pair rubs your sides up and down.

" I never did think it had reached this state, but then, you have a most insufferable habit of hiding your distress from me. "

" I... I don't want to disappoint. "

The implication is loud, even without being verbalized. A pause passes.

" Pray tell, what bred the idea into your mind that the mother of my heirs is expendable? " He challenges, met with silence for a few moments.

" Was it something I imparted onto you? "

And, when you think about it deeper, there was never a moment where Krulu made you feel as if you were nothing but a body. Or that you would someday outlive your use. Your sentiments are strange and you can't place their source aptly.

" Never! I don't recall a single thing you've said or done to me that could cause this- I think I'm just... Having some type of episode? " What a wonderful thing to say, you snort inwardly to yourself. Yes, you're going mental.

" Episode, hm? " Krulu chuckles above you. " Close enough. You got there on your own, songbird. "

" I- Lord Master, I beg your pardon? " Did he actually confirm you're going insane?

The siadar shudders at the title bestowed upon him, a squeeze of powerful claws reminding you not to rile him up now. It slipped.

" Just as when I took hold of your form your organism experienced many changes, you are now going through several more as well. " He explains simply. " My departure is intense, I would be alerted if you did not react to it. "

You blink, staring into his blazing orange hues. " ... But it has been years, lordship. "

Krulu's grin turns slightly mocking. " Indeed it has. "

You can only blink vapidly again, prompting him to laugh loudly and pet you almost condescendingly.

" How many years did you live as my vessel, lesser? "

Oh. Oh.

No fucking wonder you've been feeling this way for so long. Oh boy, this is going to take a long while... Who knew a hormonal imbalance could last this long, and be this devastating. Maybe to a doctor, it would be extremely common knowledge, but you often forget said information, because it hardly ever holds relevance these days.

You feel even dumber now. Dumb as a door. May the ground grow a hole and consume you immediately.

The berating inner-monologue about to kickstart in your mind is halted entirely by the sensation of Krulu's thin lips against the top of your head as the massive entity curls to shield you from the world at large.

" You are hereby ordered to seek me as soon as these flares of inadequacy show themselves, understood? " Even if his words hold supreme authority, you feel the insurmountable care behind them.

" My chosen is my adored and my adored is the light of this decrepit world. You hold more value than the universe could ever hope to achieve to me, yet you do not even realize it. " He whispers.

And you cry.

You sob like a fucking baby.

You wail into your lord's arms, full of relief, of love, passion and reverence and complete fanaticism- Enough euphoria to blind you for seconds of total bliss. It's almost like an orgasm, in a peculiar way.

He holds you throughout the entire catharsis, silent, stable like a stone wall. Only when your quiet sniffling has petered out does he speak again.

" Come to us, Adrul did say he has many tales of his time in Wrath. His mother should listen. "

You stand with Krulu's help, a smile as bright as the sun on your face.

Everything is okay.

You'll get through this.

For him.

Always for him.

Everything for him.

#Krulu oc #monster boyfriend #monster x reader #monsterwhorre #minors dni #terato #yandere monster #yandere teratophilia #terat0philliac #terato tag #monsterfucker

[eldritch-spouse]

Hello pinnieeee :DD, I'm currently disintegrating rn so how world the Icons deal with a sick queen? I have a stong feeling snake mommy will be the most calm (and probably most normal) about it, or she could also have a mental breakdown, who knows? 🤷‍♀️

I think you did an ask like this with the clergy sluts but I'm not sure if you did one with the big dicked/titted man/womanchildren

istg daddy-big-dick's gonna make our condition worse

[To be fair, I don't know if answered this for the Icons too, but I can't really find it, so I assume I didn't. Also, I hope you get better soon!]

Icons with a sick Queen

Vesper has to be reminded he can't quite literally fuck you out of illness. It's common sense that sharing lust with a concubus can help them survive harsh conditions, but you're only a human for now. Vesper forgets this, and tries to eat you out... Nevertheless, he may be severely misinformed, but he can drag a human doctor to Hell without trouble. They're staying in the manor until you're okay. Their payment is getting ravaged by imps. Vesper will sit next to you while you rest and possibly read for you. You have to tell him to stop anxiously bouncing his leg because it shakes the little bed you're in.

Zizz will be your personal bed. In fact, for most of the duration of your sickness, you're carried everywhere like a baby. You may have trouble sleeping because of pain/discomfort, so he'll be there to make sure you don't spend too much time agonizing awake, only to take care of basic needs. He's stressed enough to lose his own sleep balance, and it shows a little as he becomes sluggish in his work. He's calling several people, and conversing with you amidst your dreams, getting as many opinions as he can regarding your condition.

Rinx has brought ten bags of wildly different medicine types home, and he has no idea what to do. Do not let him load you with drugs. He just doesn't want you in such blatant misery, and he had to be sure he was getting the right stuff, so he got everything there was. He's curling around your laying form and worriedly asking if you're okay every single time you shift slightly. If you make him move away (probably, because demons are hot and you're likely overheated), he's going to whine about it. Rinx isn't above getting you high so you can feel better.

Kalymir is a disaster. Get up. Come on, get the fuck up, don't make that deflating balloon face at him, you look like a corpse (very flattering). He has good intentions, but he's the worst. He doesn't really like pills, so you're going to have to yell at him to get them. Don't ask- Scream. The King hates to see you so down and placid, so he'll taunt you in hopes of getting a rise out of you. A half-hearted "go fuck yourself" will suffice. Catch this fucker dumping the juiciest steak on your lap and demanding you eat. If you want a doctor (which is recommended with this hysterical fucker around), yell at Kalymir until he gives in.

Vorticia is, predictably, a touch calmer about this. Although, given humans are so frail, she's far from remotely secure in her ability to cure you. She worries that you'll perish at any moment, simply because surface-dwellers are that weak. Most of your time awake is definitely spent eating, if you can, a variety of soups and broths and every dish under the sun that's said to have healing properties. Other than that, the woman keeps you company, makes sure you're comfortable, and gives you things to entertain yourself with. She looks perfectly calm around you, but inside she's running a mile a minute. If you start losing your appetite (something possibly fatal for a glutton), she's going to really panic. Possibly drag an entire human medical team into Gluttony.

Cero is not waiting more than a day for you to overcome it on your own. If you're still sick, or worse, by day two, he's picking you up and forcing his way into a good enough hospital in the surface. He's not waiting in lines, or checking in, or bothering to present documents- He demands to see the best doctor in the premises, and if he's denied, he threatens to start impaling random people in the waiting rooms, by the minute. Everyone is sweating bullets throughout the duration of your stay, as Cero is always present to scrutinize everything each doctor and nurse does. When asked about it, he says you're overreacting about it and he's just there to be sure you won't make a scene.

Livius is, hilariously enough, in as shitty a mood as you are. He's an emotional sponge of a person, so he's going to be as uncomfortable and tired as you are. He's very worried, and less than composed about it, tearing up because humans are so weak. You're going to DIE. You're going to KEEL OVER AND DIE and he doesn't know what he's going to do- He might as well die too!! Please get this man a fucking breather or he will hyperventilate himself into a bed next to you. Your fate is almost entirely on your hands, as Livius will simply freeze and eerily wait for you to tell him what to do. He's very ominous and quiet when you're sick, it's as if his confidence vanishes in the blink of an eye, and he has this vacant look.

#Cero oc #Zizz oc #Rinx oc #Vorticia oc #Vesper oc #Kalymir oc #Livius oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/727664659654656000/i-believe-gallon-will-be-a-great-big-brother?source=share

you come home to your human slime hybrid child and they're making fucking martinis in the kitchen

You come home from a long day's work to Pinter sitting in a comically small pink chair with your baby girl and all her stuffed friends, apparently playing tea party together.

It's wholesome enough that you stay by the doorway, filming it quietly with a warm smile on your face.

" It's a little flat, princess. " Pinter comments after a sip.

" Oh. " She deflates, literally, form sinking onto the chair.

Her father checks his watch, texts something, before putting his phone down and taking another long sip. " Pretty good though. I can barely tell it's spiked. "

She gasps, kicking her legs happily. " Really?! "

" Yep. Your brother is teaching you well. " The older slime pets her green bubbly hair. " Now remember, what's our rule? "

" Mommy can't have the special drinks. Never ever ever! " Your child parrots with great focus.

" Good girl. "

What the fuck.

#Pinter oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

Patches: "Hello sir, it's nice to finally meet you"

Stitches: "Your daughter calls me daddy too"

[I HAD TO.]

Presenting Patches to your father might not have been a good idea, all in all. Your dad is the somewhat traditional, overprotective type. He wants his "little girl" to be with an upstanding young other who's doing right, works hard and has a responsible head on their shoulders.

But your boyfriend... Doesn't even have a head. Not anymore. Not technically. And he's a monster. That could make things weird too. But you had to try! Because you love Patches! And if your family won't accept him, then they'll just have to deal!

" Hh- Hello sir, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. " Patches stammers out, seated beside you on the family dinner table. Your mom seems thrilled to finally meet "the lover boy", but your father has this scowl on his face, like Patches has personally greatly offended him.

You watch, concerned, as the dullahan starts convulsing slightly. Obviously, you know he's a nervous guy and this is likely very stressful for him, but he's never spasmed like this before. Giving Patches a gentle glance, you wordlessly ask if he's having a panic attack. The monster looks like he's about to say something to you- Then his eyelights fade abruptly, his shoulders tense upwards and his head spins 360 degrees, the most machiavellian, smarmy rictus on his face as his hands slam on the table.

" YOUR DAUGHTER CALLS US DADDY TOO. "

You...

You thought the other one was mute.

#Patches oc #Stitches oc #monsterwhorre #yandere monster #terato #i am so sorry #tce rp ask

[eldritch-spouse]

imagine lust queen jus chilling and gets even just barely aroused by somethinf then vesoer just appears in the shadowns and all you can see are hsi dicks glwoufng esys like "you callwd?"

pineie your caharacters are guvign me strokes

[One of these days you're going to become completely incoherent and, in an effort to understand each other, we're going to have to resort to emoji charades.]

You're more likely to get spooked by his sniff snorting behind you than his eyes, honestly.

If Vesper is particularly well fed, you can use the glow of his eyes as a sort of night light or flashlight.

When he gets angry, you are going to tear up from how intense it is.

#Vesper oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

can concubi be half of another sin? like half concubi half sloth

No.

I'm personally not doing half-half. It will complicate an already extremly complex set up that I sometimes struggle with during world-building. I need the sin types to be distinct, muddling them like that wouldn't work in the bigger picture.

Which doesn't mean I can't sometimes suspend the rules of this narrative for one specific instance.

#general tce #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

no thoughts, just santi fucking the stress out of his wrath minx who works front desk at a horrible hotel.

He pretends to be an insufferable client just to get on your nerves more until you snap him in two.

His goal is to get you so fucking wild with rage that you climb over the desk and choke him half to death while riding him like the bull he is.

Will you get fired? But of course not, Santi will have a talk with your employer, there's no need to worry love.

#Santi oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

omg what if we use mini livius like those small rubber balls and just start throwing/bouncing him everywhere

Everyone in the Icon meeting room:

Cero: Ugh- Where is Livius this time?

Everyone: *Shrugging*

Meanwhile, Envy Queen:

#Livius oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

Hudsyn asks (Ooh boy there's a lot)

He's not going to stop being able to read anything very soon. It's been a while, if his desperation for company is anything to go by.

Hud is packing weird, I guess "Huddussy", as cursed as it sounds, isn't that far-fetched.

Watch him tear into them as he tells you that half of them are either wrong, very lackluster, or showing only one side of the events in question.

This isn't your fault, he's grateful, but it gets him angry how much trash and misinformation is out there.

He needs you to give him prompts before dumping information on you. Otherwise he'll just sit next to you and vibrate intensely.

Hudd is weird.

He'll get turned off when too much amorous attention is thrown at him out of nowhere.

He's a creepy little monster that doesn't deal well with having moves put on him first and might frankly vanish when overwhelmed. Physically, he doesn't think of himself as overly creepy, but he doesn't really like his body as much as he once used to.

Like most pride demons, he doesn't really enjoy the sensation of not having control over situations, and needs a pretty good reason to allow such to happen.

Thenk! <:7

He's sensitive for a couple of reasons, mainly what he's packing and because- Yes, he's been on a dryspell for a variety of reasons.

You're not getting any crumbs because I want to see what I can do with him. If this ends up going somewhere, you'll get your answers ;]. If not, then I'll eventually drop more on him.

Thenk you! <3

Sleep paralysis is more of a sloth demon thing, the most Hudd can do is clumsily slink into your window and use a massive fucking book to hold you still on the bed as he asks if you want to hear the latest rumors about the god-things currently on Earth's surface.

Of course you do, sssshhh shut up, stay awake, alright?

Really? I think I've made scarier. Thenk you though, that's a win in my book!

Sure, he does kind of look shadowy, doesn't he?

#Hudd oc #monsterwhorre #fandomsfanman #vaya-mernda #m0nsterlayer

[eldritch-spouse]

Since you updated the ask on what your ocs call their lovers, can you do an updated version of what they would like you to call them? (i swear you did answer an ask about what they like to be called but i cant find it)

What they like to be called

[Some of these repeat between characters. A continuation to this post. Will delete the old one as well.]

//-[TCE]-//

Belo: Guardian; Light.

Santi: Sugardick; Love; Stud; Sweetheart.

Grimbly: Pretty boy; Cutie; Twink (depends); Pookie.

Patches: Honey; Pumpkin; Moonlight.

Sybastian: Tiger; Mate.

Vinnel: Most flower names; Sunshine.

Gallon: Beloved; Precious.

Morell: Big guy; Hunk; Pudding.

Nebul: Master; Sir.

Fank-e: Goober; Silly; Boo.

Anomalies/Aquarium

Hellion: Sunflower; Dandelion.

Pebble: Aventurine (after you show him the rock); Blue.

Colmei: Honey.

Glauk: Friend; Buddy.

Magus: Big boy; Mate.

//-[Icons]-//

Vesper: Hotcock; Manwhore; Slut; Daddy; Any and all obscene names.

Zizz: Sleepyhead; Dear; Sunshine.

Vorticia: Sweetcake;

Cero: Highness; Flawless; Idol.

Rinx: Treasure; Lord; Sir.

Livius: Prefers whatever you like to be called.

Kalymir: Mighty; Flame; Crimson King.

//-[Siadar and more]-//

Krulu: Lordship; My worship/higher; Guide; Savior; Lord-Master.

Miara: My lady; Dawn; Mother; Mommy; Goddess.

Dorem: Surprise him.

//-[Misc]-//

Breg: Husband. 💍

Fasma: Sugar; Snookums; Shug

Shags: Beloved; Virtuoso (playfully);

Ludwig: Babe; Handsome.

Obie: Babycakes; Sugarpie; all kinds of silly food names.

Mervin: Prince; Master.

Lacai: Lovebug;

Nena: Lovebug; Flutter.

Pinter: Boss; Hubby.

Adelo: Wants you to call him the dumbest things you can think of.

Adrul: My prince; Lover; Heart (or anything that means heart in foreign languages).

Sever: Has no idea what nicknames/pet names are.

Ivani: Princess (will never fucking admit it); Pretty.

Katia: Snugglebug; Softie; Kat.

Jonesy: Halo; Iris.

Rei: King; Star; Champ.

Katalina: Darling; Precious.

#general tce #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

I never knew the icons' "names" weren't their real names, how would they react if their queen called them by their real names?

Depends.

If they've given you their names already, something that only happens once they're one hundred percent sure you can be trusted with that knowledge, then it's not exactly alarming. Most of them will regard you with full focus, because to use their core name, you must mean something important. If you can pronounce them correctly, you may do so during sex. All of them will chastise and warn you about not using it in public.

If they haven't told you their names already, there's an immediate alarm bell about who gave you that knowledge. But, fortunately (and unfortunately for you), an Icon can't be killed or banished merely by you knowing their core name. You're dealing with the elite of demons, the best and most powerful to exist. It takes more than shouting their name to damage them, but it will enrage the lords. And it gives you a head start in figuring out ways to at least limit their power over you.

#Vesper oc #Livius oc #Kalymir oc #Cero oc #Zizz oc #Rinx oc #Vorticia oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

Today's episode of Demonlord Wives,

Absolutely chaotic Beach Day Episode :D

Lust Queen is on the edge of getting kicked out for her clothing, excuse me, lack of clothing and gets forced into a bikini, she's also fucking flirting with anyone she gets her eyes on and inevitably gets banned from the beach.

Sloth Queen probably wore her onesie to the beach confusing everyone and is just asleep on a floatie and somehow not drowning.

Pride Queen wears the most glittery, blinding bikini ever and is too up her own ass to even touch the water.

Wrath Queen throws Pride Queen into the ocean and tries to drown everyone and bludgeon everyone's faces in volleyball. Oh also she's most likely wearing a bikini crafted out of demon skin (ew). Only reason she's still allowed in the beach is because she kindly asked them not to ban her.

Gluttony Queen has already eaten all the food they brought as soon as they left the car (i have no idea what kind of bikini she'd wear).

Greed Queen is just wearing jewelry as a bikini and is also stealing borrowing everyone's jewelry and also gets banned from the beach.

Envy Queen...

i have no idea what Envy Queen would do

As if the Queen of Envy wouldn't be sitting in a corner shit talking everyone who looked the slightest bit confident. Or weirdly orbiting the Pride Queen.

Gluttony Queen is obviously wearing one of those gross little edible sets of lingerie/underwear. It dissolves in the water, she's fucking dumb.

Unreal, I would pay to see this. 👏

#Cero oc #Livius oc #Vorticia oc #Vesper oc #Zizz oc #Kalymir oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/726487262744952832/youve-mentioned-way-back-that-obie-was-born-with?source=share

GODDAMIT MAN I FEEL BAD NOW CMERE MY LITTLE MUSTARD BOTTLE MAN YOUR HORNS AND TAIL ARE ALWAYS PERFECT TO ME 😭😭😭

Don't fret, Obie stopped being picked on at some point, when he learned to stand up for himself more efficiently and to take things in a different way.

Sure, predictably, there was fury and pain and simmering self-hatred, but he grew, and he realized how to not let that get in his head, to not give attention to worthless opinions.

Obie still has his insecurities, and there are wounds he hasn't closed yet, but he's not being "picked on" anymore apart from the odd comment here and there that typically bounces off him like a crumb.

#Obie oc #monsterwhorre

[eldritch-spouse]

slay that semester pin ✨

Thenk you guys! :'))

Things are going okay, it's just lots of work.

That being said, if you see me miss a day or two in December, it's because I'm trying to get something over and done with regarding Uni, so don't be alarmed or anything. 🤍

#unrelated⭐️ #ravenlutionary #justhereig1 #chaoticbuttoncollector #monsterwhorre