#The Seven Sins

[alacetor-the-duckies-deer]

Okay so was thinking on the SinOfVanity!Alastor AU, or just the Sins themselves really, and how on one hand it kind of fits if all the Sins were previously sinner, but I also think it would be more fitting if they were previously Hellborns. Maybe they worked with Lucifer to establish some kind of order in hell and got the power upgrade that way, or just each happen to amass enough power to do it, or worked together to amass the power because Lucifer wasn't doing a good enough job, idk.

But then I'm trying to figure out what sort of hellborns they could have each been.

Beelzebub and Asmodeus are easy enough, they were (/are, considering Lucifer is still an Angel) a Hellhound and a Succubus respectively, as she's a fox-demon, and foxs are related to dog, their both in ths clad canidae, and, like, Succubus are sex demons (even though Ozzie is very rooster coded and the closest sort of similarity there are that the Succubi do have wings. Supose he could be Ars Goetia since the only iens we've seen are bird like, but i still think Succubi.)

And that just leaves Satan, Laviathan, Mammon, and Balphagor, for whomever I have, understandably, nothing.

We've got sinners, Ars Goetia, Imps, and I'm still not sure if "hellborn" is its own catch all category for the rest, or if all but sinners fall into "hellborn" or if it can mean both I guess depending on context?

If we're going off whatever sort of hellborn seems to be from that ring, the Satan is probably an Imp, and Laviathan is whatever sort of Hellborn Glits and Glam are, and same for Balphagor with the sheep demons we see at the hospital. But I'd rather wait till we've actually seen those three.

So that just leaves Mammon, and honestly I think he's an Ars Goetia. It's just straight up the aristocracy, and that's usually the wealthiest people, and I think I'd be funny that guy came from the aristocracy.

[chapter1991]

The Seven Sins

The full story is posted on AO3, Wattpad for those who are curious. It's under the same username.

In a cursed realm, seven princes, embodiments of sin, seek a mortal to break their curse. When Ava enters their world, she becomes their last hope. Together, they face dark forces and inner demons in a race against time. Can they resist temptation and save their world?

[tyrannus555]

The Champion of Demons

I don’t think this is very good. But I did what I could. Also that demon with the snake’s body could be a reference to Constantine.

[baphomettheclown]

My Contribution to the #SuNoFes Jam!!

"The Seven Living Sins" is a Short OC Crossover Midquel. Follow 7 Dumblotraight girls from completely different stories of Dwurm meet for the first time and find out with the help of Satan that they all possess one of the Seven Deadly Sins! Why? To help her defeat a 200ft tall angelic creature of unknown origin dubbed "The Virtue", who's seemingly only life purpose is to consume sinners.

[keepingchrometabs]

Se7en - dir. David Fincher - (1995)

[memingursa]

*firebombs your dashboard*

[nn-ee-zz]

Seven Deadly Sins

Lust

DESIGN COMMENTARY

Lust is a hollow being given shape only by the many hands creating their form. A floating red cloth emerges from the back of their hollow head and drifts enticingly in search to confine another being; their desire is destructive, blind, and always seeking another. Their headpiece of hands resembles the sun. Physical connection can provide true warmth but their crown is of a cold and luxurious gold. It does not have the true comfort of the sun, only the shape to signal a misleading intent. Two hands cup the hollow of their head, a constant reach into an unfulfilled void. A row of holden eyes wraps around their neck and adorns their chest; their sight is merely surface level, as cold and detached as their crown. Lust does not have feet that walk the ground due to their desire to never settle for anything. They carry a sword with engraved eyes. I just think swords are cool.

[onebadnoodle]

was gonna do a series of designs based off the deadly sins but i kinda lost interest. here is the sketch for envy

[arcimboldisworld]

Gauthier Dance Company: The Seven Sins - Theater Winterthur 14.04.2023

Gaulthier Dance Company: The Seven Sins - Theater Winterthur 14.04.2023 #Tanz #SidiLarbiCherkaoui #aszurebarton #marcosmorau #marcogoecke #hofeshshechter #sashawaltz #sharoneyal #theaterwinterthur #rezension #ballett #ericgauthier

Eine der bekanntesten deutschen Kompanien ist mit drei Vorstellungen zu Gast im Theater Winterthur: Die Gauthier Dance Company – beheimatet im Theaterhaus Stuttgart – zeigt die grossartige Produktion “The Seven Sins”. ERIC GAUTHIER hat es geschafft, sieben namhafte Choreographen zu verpflichten, die jeweils eine “Todsünde” beisteuern: SIDI LARBI CHERKAOUI, ASZURE BARTON, MARCOS MORAU, MARCO…

[character-estudio]

HIERARCHY OF HELL

[inkskinned]

nobody ever gets the mugshot of gluttony right. these days you think it has nothing to do with bodyweight. what a good trick: that gluttony could take a shape. no, there was never any fault in finishing a meal or in taking second helpings. it was always in taking from others that there was an issue - the oil baron's fingers steepled over dead bodies and stolen lands. gluttony - twin of greed, although most think greed and envy are the siblings - gluttony is pleased with the experience of gaining, is thrilled just-by-having. greed is the one that stays hungry, that has to move forever like a shark. gluttony likes it - "a glutton for punishment" is one who is seeking the harm, who loves the rush.

gluttony is a mother using her daughter's body for a diet testing ground, sharpening the bone angles. gluttony is saying why, well not! to the seventh and eighth mansion or yacht. it is not just wanting the six white horses, it is making sure that the horses came from your stables. it is not just bathing in milk - it is bathing in milk while others are starving.

oh, it's true that some sins still blaze in their bright floral prints. wrath in a white woman yelling at a person of color for even daring to be in her neighborhood. the red, incipient rage of a neck tightened at even the thought we would take the guns away. wrath has laurels, and she is good at her job, and works hard.

but sloth wasn't ever the sleepy morning of depression, the hours spent begging a clouded body to please move goddamn it; the protestant work ethic claiming even rest is somehow demonic. it was never chronic fatigue. sloth was subtle, a grey mist. she is watching you get bullied and she is deciding it is none of her business. she crosses the picket line because - what! it's just chicken, isn't it? she is closing her eyes and turning her head when the next anti-gay legislation passes. someone else will handle it. not the tense freeze of anxiety or a lack of preparation - she knows you're hurting and would rather you stay quiet about it. she tells other people i just don't see what the big deal is.

sloth is a father that doesn't do the dishes. sloth is your boyfriend's innocent shrug you're just better at household shit. sloth isn't the missed opportunity - it is the purposeful desire to just get-someone-else-to-do-it.

greed and envy are doing body shots in the back of a private jet. they are the way they always have been, but are lovers in the age of the internet. greed just finished union busting, is rolling a bitcoin over his knuckles, is about to start another MLM. envy is in a broadbrimmed hat, showing off her instagram life, grinning about how if you want it, work for it.

okay, it's true. you have a soft spot for lust, gathering dust in a corner. so tame in comparison to the others. but how funny lust is always painted as being a woman in tight clothes. you've met actually lustful women - the ones that purposefully climb into your partner's lap, the ones that say lesbians are gross but ask bisexual women into bed with their husbands. a lustful woman is not donned in lace and garters and red: that's how men think lust looks, painting their own sins into frame. this way, the sin displaces as fog and hovers above her: a woman in a dress is lust; what the man experiences is just the natural consequence.

here is the thing: lust is doing just fine, save your pity. lust is running more circles than any of them. lust is shutting down safe sexwork sites while also making teenagers in knee-high socks sex sensations. lust is CEO of an advertising network where women never pass 25 years old. all the bras lust makes are pretty to look at but, when worn, legitimately hurt. lust has a podcast, his fur coat looped around his shoulders, sells the idea that only certain people have value, that sex raises some and destroys others. lust is tilting his head and asking what did you expect when you dress like that? lust shuns you, sneers that everything you want is disgusting and taboo - right until he can figure out how to capitalize off of it. lust has the midas ability: everything he touches becomes an object.

people usually say wrath is the scary one. you agree with FMA here, though: the real dangerous one is pride, and the shit-eating grin. the white cloaks and the nationalism and the inability to apologize. it is every partner who threw a book at your head because you don't respect him. it is every mother who said my son doesn't deserve to have his life ruined over allegations. it is the teacher that fails you because you talked back.

you worry you have this one. you feel guilty when you need help but don't ask for it. prideful. ashamed when you complete something and feel good about it. too proud for your own good. but pride is not the reward of hard work or accomplishment: pride is a twitter feed. it is the thing that has to mask i didn't do anything with look at me.

pride is your father's raised hand, his raised voice. how he was never there when you needed him, but he is still "head of house." he ruins dinner and blames it on you: you're an embarrassment to this family. this is the glass you walk around, the cuts in your feet. how he says this isn't how i raised you and you have to bite back the retort: that's because you didn't actually fucking raise me.

[chapter1991]

The Seven Sins

Snippet chapter 4

“My lords, may I introduce to you, Lady Ava St. James of Norwich.” 

I tried to hide the surprise from my face by the fact that he knew exactly who I was. I looked over to Leon who straightened his back, a small lift in the corner of his mouth as he glanced at me. He took my hand in his and lifted it to his lips.  

“I have no doubt I’ll see you sooner rather than later, Lady Ava.” Then he disappeared like smoke, leaving me alone with seven demon princes of Ferri. 

The whole night, I didn’t feel nervous or afraid but suddenly being alone with seven princes of hell was something different. So, I glanced to the one who I had talked to the most. Sloth.  

“I told you; you were a strong candidate.” He offered me a wink. And I felt a part of the tension leave my body. 

“You’re not supposed to talk to the mortals.” My eyes shifted to Pride. He was looking at Sloth disapprovingly, his voice was low and deep. His grey eyes were dark from anger. 

Sloth rolled his eyes at me before turning to his brother. “You force me to go to this, I might as well talk to someone. Besides -” His lips quirked up. “I only talked to Lady Ava, who in turns happens to be the one that resist us all. So, I think I’m quite a good judge of character.” 

“Also.” Gluttony said with a grin. “Lust spoke to her too.” 

“Barely.” He scoffed, his gold eyes on me. “Two sentences at most, she rather attack me.” 

“You had it coming.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. I could feel Pride’s anger, but the others just looked amused. Except for Greed, his eyes flickered between me and Pride. 

[chrollohearttags]

GLUTTONY • portgas d. ace | seven slutty sins series: part one

your man just can’t get enough of his favorite meal..

oral/pussy eating obv), black fem reader, fingering, pleasure dom!ace, dirty talk, spit play, squirting, yktv..

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there were two things that Ace valued more than anything in this world..his rest and his food. He appreciated nothing more than a good meal and his favorite? Was a delicacy like none other..a delicacy he indulged in a little too generously. Perhaps, you could say his appetite was even a little insatiable..

“Mmmm…that’s it. Stay still—no, I’m done yet, baby..just relax..”

his voice slurred with the drunkenness of your flavor. The sweet nectar that was your essence fresh against his pouty lips..the juices practically coating them like a sticky gloss. Faint sounds of grunts and whiners arose as he muffled against your swollen, sensitive and very wet cunt. Loud slurps emitted from his mouth and the twirl of his tongue intricately exploring your folds; the steel ball of his tongue ring brushing against your clit. Yes, it was his favorite thing to do…and nothing..or no one could stop him until he had his fill. Not even you could halt him..going as far as to pin your hands down against your stomach as he feasted mercilessly on that pretty pussy. Scraping that tight little hole like that of a spoon the bottom of a sweet dessert. Only coming up to drip long strings of spit into those pink folds. Enjoying every bit of it with no qualms about letting you know just how much. “..pussy’s so fucking good, baby. Goddamn, you taste amazing..” Letting up wasn’t an option until he garnered every last drop. Even if it meant you’d reach your peak over and over..or until his jaw locked up as a result!

His nails dug gently into the soft flesh of your thighs, rubbing the skin as a means to quell your pathetic cries as you remained spread wide open with those legs pinned back. A thumb hooked into the thin string of your thong to keep it out of his way. A rather difficult position to maintain for an extended period of time, regardless of flexibility but he had full faith that you could take it. You’d do anything he asked as he long as he kept peppering your skin with those kisses and whispering sweet nothings..you were all but putty in his hands. “Yeah, I know..I know..but you’re doing so good f’r me. Please don’t make me stop now..I just want more of you, sweetheart. I want you to squirt in my mouth..can I have it?” And the answer was all too simple. Anything he wanted, you’d give it up with no hesitation. You were so close that he could sense it with each movement. His fingers eventually plunge into you, wiggling until they reach your core and mash that sensitive area, causing you to squirm uncontrollably. He’ll stop at nothing to see you come completely undone by his hands. “Answer me, baby. I said, can I have it?..” “y-yes, daddy. Please, can I come?” Too bad, he was a bit more unrelenting. Even a little selfish..he needed it at the very last moment. Until you could no longer hold it and you were a babbling mess! “Good girl..But until then, right here on his stomach, flat across this bed with his stiff cock brushing the sheets he’d remain.

“Sorry, I just can’t help myself..can’t get enough you..”

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[baphomettheclown]

"The Seven Livin' Sins!!"

[nn-ee-zz]

GREED

Give me ALL THE SUPPORT, ALL!

[whorlogogo]

The seven sins