daemonkin
daemonkin
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a lonely demon... please come to me and send me asks. give me your words.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
daemonkin · 2 years ago
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daemonkin · 3 years ago
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grief is only a small part of it all. you mourn now, and in time are mourned in turn. a cycle of life is a cycle of mourning and crying and sitting in silence, wondering where the other has gone. heaven? or...? even demons hope for the best. even demons pray for repentance and a gentle warmth in their hand again.
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daemonkin · 3 years ago
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desperation
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daemonkin · 3 years ago
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earth makes your soul sick, you crave the unfathomable, bodily feeling of home.
is the devil not a part of god? to know the devil is to know god, you cannot accept that light which consumes your living soul without accepting that the devil, too, is god’s holy creation. that the devil, too, is home.
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daemonkin · 4 years ago
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how do i let a daemon in
depends on which one you are asking to let you in
personally, i prefer offerings of human teeth, human blood, or otherwise small beloved objects
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daemonkin · 4 years ago
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isn't it nice, sometimes, to let another overtake you, to move through you, while you rest peacefully? possession doesn't have to be as the films on tv make them out to be...
why not try out demonic possession today? it's as good as a vacation
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daemonkin · 4 years ago
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and why not? why shouldn’t you make that second grilled cheese? decadence 
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daemonkin · 4 years ago
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please be kind, let a lonely demon into your body so they can walk it out into the warm wildflower grassland. when you live in shadow, possession is the only way to enjoy the bright summer day :{
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daemonkin · 4 years ago
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my heart is so, so cold, but sometimes it sparks with such horrid anger. there’s so much i wish didn’t happen, so much i was i could change. maybe if i strike, if i bare my wicked teeth, they will change... they must change.
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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it's getting cold again. im more fond of the warmth, but with the cold comes heavy gray clouds hanging across the sky. its so much easier to hide when even the sky is dim in the day. its perfect weather to walk in, and perfect weather to accidentally invite something into your home.
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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some days i wish i could R̶͖̀Ì̶̫̀P̸̦͚͊ the world to shreds and start it all over again
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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Conceal yourself within the fog, it shall hide you from what hunts you.
D̴̨̢̧̫̝͎̤̤̲͈͙͙͚̦̝̮͈̞͍͙͇̹̲̻̠̫̾̓̆̌͂̀͒́͐̋̿͂́̐͜͠͠͠ͅO̸̞̖̓̓̀͗͋̄̈́̾̊̾̈͑̅̓̏̕̚͝ ̷̧̗̖͎͎̝̜̇̐̿͐̇̑̽͝N̶̺̪̮̐̈́͆͆̽̄O̴̦̜͒͂̊̍̒̐́̏̉̀̈́̋͗͒̆́̈͗̄̔͋̒̐͘͠T̶̨̡̛̥̜͍̻̝̖͇͓͖̙̗͙̟̓̓́̋̄̓̉̎͒̒̚ ̵̨̧̤̗̬̣͈̲̺͇̥̦͉͕̺̺̩̔̓̑̉̃̀̎͗͂͗̅̆͆̊̎̓̐̿̏̈̔͛͂̆̕̚͝͠͠͝L̸̻̝̉͑̀̊̊̈́̽̃͛Ë̴̬̹͓̜́͆̃́͌̌̅͒̎̎͆͑̎̀͊͊͒̐̾̓͠͝À̶̢̡͓̝̲̱̮͚͎̖̺̟̦̖̟̺͔͖͈͖̼͔̫̙͆͒͆̆͗̈́͌́̓̓͛̕V̷͖̬̫̦̺͖̞̩͚̮̘̣̯̞̠͋͐̇͂͋̎͛̀͝͝E̸̡̧͚̣̥̹̦̭̝̝̙̩͍̱̺͗̋̈̄̋̎̔̈́͂̈̊̓͆̈͆͂̎̌͂̕͜ͅ ̶̡̡̡̜͎̝̜̮͓̥͕̘̜̹̠͖̜̱̺̗̜͕̻̫̟̈̉̎̑̓̎͆̽͋̓͐̋͊͗̃̆̈́̒̂̎͒͊̚̚͜͠ͅͅͅŢ̷̨̨̨̧̹̫̩̣̠͈̬͓̥͎̪̦̥͕͇̞̖͈̈́̓Ḧ̶̨̨̛̛̯̜̹͈̭̫͓̯͚̦̰͍͖̼̃̃͒̌̏͒͋͛̍̇̔̽͋̀͗͐͋͌̈͛̋̃̕͘͜͝͝͝E̵̢̢̺̫̭̭̲̖͎͉̻͎̫͉͚̯̊̈́͆̏̋̊̀̾̋̑̐̌͑̒̎̆̇̒̉̑̀͑̒͒͛̿̐́͘͠͝ ̶̛̛͎̠̘̫̘̥͇͙͗̽́̃̎̈̈͐͗͛̍̀̆̂̋̅̀̃͂̒̈́̅͌̋͜͠͝F̷̡̢̛͕̩̣̘̰͈͕͙̝͔͓͉͚̖͇͇̭̩̝͙̣͔̟͐̃̎͆̑̄̀̐̎͆̈́̋̐̽̚͜͜Ó̸͎͚̼̯̬̞͍̤̪̠̳̻̤̑̀͛͑̈́͆̇̅̐̇̐͑͋̊̄̌̇̋̆̍̔̕͘̚̚͜͝G̷̙̊̇̓͗́̃̂͂͂͌̑́͋̐̇̾̕͠
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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hee hee! hoo hoo!
look at these goofy gifs i found! :}
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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i couldn't blame anybody for this but the puppet on the stage. satan himself couldn't be so cruel...
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daemonkin · 5 years ago
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i've been trapped in the shadowy corners of this place for months, rotting away like the corpse of a trapped rat... will the world ever know relief? at a time like this even a heartless demon might find themself on their knees.
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