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o hey

this blog exists

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goodness, she's summoned him again. all things considered with their history, her reasoning needn't be explained whilst she holds up a rather large bag, containing various large green bundles. " it's your favorite strain, & it's fresh. i don't feel like smoking alone. " slightly narrowed crimson hues hint at a potential ulterior motive, one kydd could definitely jump to a conclusion about.

—Kydd seemed to drop out of a cloud of smoke and embers, eyes glowing a faint magenta as he looked around the familiar room.

His pupils fixated on the witch after a while, and then looked upon her offering with a sultry gaze. “That’s the only reason you call me up here?” He questioned with a grin and a raised brow, stepping forward to take the others chin in his hand.

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I need a flower crown made out of weed leaves

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@ecarlaite​ from x

         as   she   slowly          adjusts  to  being  conscious  ,  her  gaze  drifts  over  to  kydd  whilst  he  had  also  been  slowly  waking  up  .          she  groggily  shuffled  closer  to  him  ,  ever  so  casually  draping  an  arm  over  his  bare  chest  .          her  furrowed  brows &  seemingly  displeased  expression  would  make  most  think  she  was  full  of  regret  ,  but   ―

              “     i  could  totally  do  that  again  .     ”

—Groggy eyes roll over to face the other,

an arm outstretching to rest on her thigh. The ink on his arm flickered and swirled after she introduced the prospect, and a brow raised in curiosity.

“Well.. if you’ve got anything else to smoke I guess I could stay for round three..”

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swccthrt

i dunno, certainly was not an answer baby was expecting but that didn’t turn him away from pestering the stranger. suddenly his face was within the other’s grasp, lips pushed forward as fingers pressed into his cheeks. he sure as hell wasn’t sure what the point was or why he was doing it, but he did not care much either. attention was attention right now. funny how he felt more like some sort of display, waiting to be picked. his face had been let go and baby rubbed the side of his face a little. it seemed like the other was fine with his company? he hadn’t shoved him away yet. “wouldn’t have climbed into your lap if it wasn’t,” he assured with a smile. “that mean you’re accepting my offer then?” the hand around his shoulders shifted slightly, a soft touch dancing along the back of the stranger’s neck. “everyone calls me baby. what should i call you?”

 —“Tryin’ to figure out what you’re gonna be moaning later?”

He teased, a hand squeezing Baby’s thigh, the rose pink of the demon’s eyes meeting his. “You can call me Kydd, Baby.” Kydd began to creep his hand further up his leg, never breaking eye contact as the conversation continued.

“You do this kinda stuff often?” A seductive grin pulling at the corners of his mouth as he inspected him further. “Not very often people just throw themselves at me like this.” A lie, but one he needed to pose if he was to properly access the value of this prospective mark.

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cruciatii

† … → the roughness didn’t bother him a bit. i mean, it isn’t his body, so why should he care what happens to it? besides, ephai is inhabiting it so it won’t get torn up that easily regardless.

although, he was bothered by his cover being blown so fast. should’ve expected it, though.

“you should know better than to treat your elders like this, younger brother. especially me.”

the demon didn’t do anything about it, though. he figured that the kid just had a bad day and was letting it out on him.

“i didn’t mean to ruin your possible fuck-fest. just thought i’d say hi, but i guess i scared the sissy boy off, huh?”

—”Don’t act like you still got any real status, Has-Been.”

He jested with a sigh, lifting his beanie to run a hand through his hair. He couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, chuckling while he rubbed the bridge of his nose. 

“You can’t just go sneakin’ up on someone like that dude. I mean, where’s a guy supposed to sleep if you scare off all my hosts, guy?”

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ON: TEMPLARS

An order that can trace it’s existence back for millennia, The Templars exist to serve mankind by vanquishing demons from the mortal plain. They are a small, specially trained force that works to serve its one singular purpose, members that haven’t been stationed often remaining cutoff from the outside world until they are given an assignment.

The the path of a Templar is one paved with seemingly insurmountable obstacles, the entire process takes almost three years, and the greater portion of those selected to take part in the training don’t make it past the initial two. The trainees are first divided into a number of small groups, each assigned a veteran to train them. Most squires drop out collectively, so very often it is whittled down to one Templar-in-training and their instructor. From then on, it is simply them, training together every day for two years. Due to this, it is common to see incredibly strong bonds built between each veteran and their assigned charge, seemingly lasting until death.

Every Templar comes out of their initial training looking like a battle-worn soldier, the apparent veteran of a thousand skirmishes. After a small window of recovery is allotted, each trainers charge is sent off into solitude, spending months in exalted ruins and holy sites, where they fast and meditate over the course of a year. They return from this pilgrimage as enlightened Templars, gaining increased physical and mental attributes, and supernatural abilities.

Though the Templars are not a faith based organization, most Templars cite relying on religion to cope with the arduous nature of their training, claiming that their attributes and capabilities are gifts from God, and that their quest is one holy crusade.

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so what’s the deal with not outright killing people for souls to condemn? what’s the purpose in going through this long process of seducing people to sign away their soul to hell and what’s the gain in that? why’s a willing soul better than one that was taken?

the mind vs. the soul

it’s not hard to imagine that the mind and soul (alternatively called the “heart”) are two important components that make up every living creature. you’re probably already familiar with the concept.

the mind is quite obvious and what most people are aware of; it’s what’s in charge of decisions and the defining feature to the autonomy of an individual. one could say it’s the ability to think and the vessel of someone’s experience, knowledge, philosophy, etc. this is the part of someone that allows them to act and react. the soul, on the other hand, is something that can’t be explained as nicely. the easiest way to explain it is that the soul is what defines one person to another; what makes you you and not someone else. it’s the memories, personality, friendships, and emotions that a person can carry, and the culmination of stories that helped shaped a person to who they are now. it’s an energy that gives life to a person and fills out their persona with character and self-awareness. this is the part of someone that allows them to learn and observe.

let’s just say it would be difficult to live without one or the other. there haven’t been cases where someone has done so, but despite that, it’s possible in theory. a person without a soul lives in an empty husk of a body, unable to feel connections to other people and rendered incapable of experiencing or understanding emotions such as sympathy, along with being unable to reflect upon themselves and learn from mistakes or know their sense of self. alternatively, someone without a mind would know emotions, have all their memories, and have an unfiltered range of emotions towards everyone around them, but would lose their sense of purpose. they would endanger themselves and possibly the people around them as they act based on emotion alone and try to feel “something” as much as possible. that could be in thrill rides, hurting someone else, or doing something to themselves to see their own reaction.

thankfully, when a person dies, their mind goes along with it. the soul is left behind, and that’s usually when a daemon (or other supernatural creatures that can culminate the soul into something tangible) can gather it for whatever use they see fit.

the mind + the soul

souls are valued in the underworld for being sustenance, sure, as they’re an energy of life and daemons can feed off of that, and damning a soul to an eternity of hell is the greatest punishment that one can imagine for the afterlife, so it’s not hard to have a purpose for souls by themselves. minds however, are a fickle thing and don’t really serve any use by themselves. as mentioned before, they’re what defines autonomy for a living creature, and that’s a bit of a hassle to constantly control them when someone has to interact with them frequently. since minds die off when a person does, there haven’t been many cases of this except for those who are chosen to be tortured and forced to be made aware of it in the afterlife.

if someone willingly gives their soul to hell, their mind is still attached. this is still a person - not just a soul - going into hell. it’s not uncommon to see those in this case turned into daemons because of the implied desire to be irredeemable by wanting to go there in the first place.

incubi and succubi

it’s difficult to have a regular human go through their life uninterrupted and end up willing to be sent to hell for whatever reason - thus comes the introduction of incubi and succibi, daemons of temptations and lust. their jobs are to seduce and prey upon whoever they wish in order to gain and send souls down under. it’s never really required to have the mind attached and there are a plethora of ways to do this, though most people are aware of having continuous sexual encounters with these demons to be their favored method. daemons feed, but it depends upon the daemon if they feed on the flesh or the life energy (soul) of the person they’ve targeted.

there’s really no difference to the incubus/succubus that has taken a willing person to hell or take/consume their soul - you might gain a new daemon buddy but who knows how long that’ll last. it’s also a huge hassle to careful whittle someone away until they are convinced to do it along with many risks for the daemon, so it’s not common to see one who wants to do so constantly.

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i’m kind of annoyed at the communities belief that dropping threads or liking a starter call and not responded is a terrible thing. like that belief of “oh they didn’t reply to that one starter i wrote one time they’ll never reply to anything why should i even bother”

i don’t support that at all.

so basically, if you don’t mind that your partner may drop threads or not reply/maybe forget to reply to a starter, please reblog this? its so unhealthy for someone like myself who gets afraid to drop threads on the chance that my partners may think i don’t want to write with them, or worse BECAUSE i dropped it they won’t want to write with me.

its a bad cycle to end up hoarding drafts because you’re afraid they’ll be mad at you for dropping it. so if you don’t mind at all and will still continue to want to write with them, reblog this and let your followers know that you are okay with them dropping threads, and you won’t hold it against them.

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Gender neutral form of succubi/incubi is siccubi

SICK!!!

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SEX.

— Let me take you to hell.

[This one is gonna be a little staggered but bare with me.]

Like most other siccubi, Kydd uses physical intercourse as his primary source of absorbing the sexual energies that he thrives on.

Something to note is that sex with Kydd is physically draining, the first time will leave his partner exhausted, but several sessions within a short window will put them out of commission for a day or two.

Kydd builds up tolerance after feeding off of a specific person multiple times, so if someone finds him in their company often, chances are he thinks of you fondly.

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Kydd is a switch, but ends up being more dominant with women.

Kydd enjoys being rough/treated roughly, but isn’t into being overly dominant, (i.e no collars, excessive degrading language, etc.)

Kydd ejaculates excessively, especially when he’s high

If someone can manage to get in his pants while he’s on a good high he’ll associate that feeling with them and end up visiting more often/ stay longer when he drifts through.

His nut is colored gold.

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Eat ass, smoke grass, sled fast

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❛ so, what's been your most interesting hook - up experience so far ? ❜

—“Hmmm,”

He mulled over the question for a moment, scratching at his chin. Flipping through a mental book of one-night stands and meaningless flings, until he came upon an answer that jumped at him.

“Well once.. I shagged a Templar.” He chuckled, recalling the experience. “Big Guy, real Big Guy- not alotta experience, though.”

“He found out after the first round, but still came back for seconds.” He shot her a wink.