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hotpinkmoon · 27 days
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would any of them be interested in therapy?
James
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Xavier
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Seth
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trisona · 4 days
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James is about to get an earful.
Also welcome back @hotpinkmoon! It's good to see you bacc, fam!
Glad to know that you're doing better this year ^^
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hemlock-haven · 1 year
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I have no idea if this has already been done before but this meme template resurfaced in my brain the other day and I couldn't help but notice each section fit each of the boys' personalities a lil TOO well 🤭
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Also it just dawned upon me that I never actually got around to drawing Xavier before so the opportunity could not have been more perfect LMAO
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Max, Xavier, Seth, & James / Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon
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cloudishmagma · 1 year
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I got bored in class so I drew funky men on the margins of the pages.
Order of satisfaction: Xav, max, seth and James
I really like the james eve combo but damn its hard to draw him consistently
I also have some Genshin impact and pinterest sketches but I'll post them tomorrow.
Funky men ----> @hotpinkmoon 's OCs for their VN
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slashersludge · 1 year
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Getting back into murderboy content with @hotpinkmoon ‘s James and my Juda
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI
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bluevenusflytrap · 1 year
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I was in the Sims 4 not knowing what to do and I decided to make the guys from Bloodlust Devotion, I think it's not so bad(?
the OCs and VN belong to @hotpinkmoon
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teacakeezz · 1 year
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(I know I reused the ref art of Tea but I’m not about to draw heyr again for each template lol-)
Anyway, Tea(my mc dragon sona) in Bloodlust Devotion by @hotpinkmoon​ !
Will shey ever tell heyr true name? Maybe, maybe not
James my beloved you get stuck with my dragon gal because I love you
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Gods and Monsters
James x reader
Warning: religious stuff (its more pagan than anything else), mentions of sexual assault, blood sacrifice, and cutting
xx Your kingdom had been in a pointless war with their northern brethren over some silly royal bullshit for years now. One is which you had lost everyone in your immediate family but your mother. After so many years of seeing nothing but bloodshed and having to mend the endless number of soldiers who cried for aid on your doorstep. Enough had been enough.
xx You began to research about the Gods of old. Stifiling through the old tomes within your home, whose pages had long since yellowed. Though no man in your kingdom had prayed to these gods for centauries. You knew these gods had no quarrel with entertaining mortal's prayers. They were ones' who were willing to take sacrifices to end any problem that was presented before them.
xx There were many tales of four Gods that soon surfaced in your findings. One whose vanity brought all in the kingdom to their knees. Another who could predict and send waves of death just from their fingertips. The third whose own presence cultivated sickness, each footstep rendering all around in bounds of pestilence. And the fourth. The fourth whose name was hailed as a god of war. Who once called upon could destroy nations. This one was who you decided to pray to.
xx Day after day, every morning and night you had prayed to this god. Offering goblets of your own blood to quench his dry throat. Begging that whatever you have would be his. Yet as the weeks passed, you received no reply, and each week the battles of war had waged closer and closer to your home. You refused to give up. Even when the long toiling from the days of tending to soldiers' wounds had rendered you sleepless. Even when the blood sacrifice had left you sluggish, sick, with scars littering your thighs. You knew that this god of old would hear you. He had to.
xx Time passed into months before the war had finally made it to your door step. The sounds of gurgling screams and metal slicing into skin echoing through the air. Soldiers within your home, scrambled from off their sick beds to seek shelter. To seek safety. They never made it far. You and your mother were captured. Now prisoners of war. Dragged to the enemy's general who deemed your knowledge of healing could be used to satisfy his own army.
xx There were days you both attended to the sick, but then there were days your mother had warmed soldiers' bed in order to preserve your own purity. In those nights, you prayed harder to your god of war. Tears falling as you heard the sounds of your mother forcefully satisfying the cruel soldiers in the camp. It never enough. Soon the appetite for one to satisfy all had grown tedious. Boring. Old. You were now in their sights. When they had dragged you from the medical tent, you screamed, cried, and fought only to be struck in the chest or stomach. It was all a sick joke as many of the soldiers laughed, chanting, taunting, and even pinning your crying mother to the earth, forcing her to watch what was about to befall.
xx One solider in particular had claimed you for first lay. His legs straddling over your lap, his hands ripping your clothes down to undergarments. A cruel bolstering laugh leaving his lips as he saw the scars on your thighs. "I hear you every night little mouse", he leaned forward, his all too warm hands pinning your trembling wrists above your head. "Your gods have abandoned you long ago. I am your god now".
xx Prayers fell from your lips as the loud jeers from the soldiers circled your form. Your eyes pinched in horror while you felt you oppressor pull your legs apart positioning himself to finally take you. There was no going back, your gods had long deafened themselves to your pleas.
xx "Please. Save me" a final whispered cry. Then
S I L E N C E
No sounds. The soldiers had seemingly disappeared. All that now surrounded you was blackness that rivaled even the night sky. Every whimper and cry you produced was swallowed by the darkening void, as if something was trying hard to muffle the noise. Had you ascended yourself to a plane of non existence as to rid yourself of what was happening to you? Or had you truly died during the brutal act? You sobbed harder.
Xx “Enough, my little lamb”, a soft touch to your cheek. You flinched against the hold, tears burning hotter as they flowed down your cheeks. A sigh. This voice…did not belong to the solider who was forcing to bed you. No. This voice vibrated the very scene around you, dark and grained like the the burning of a wheat field in the dead of night. You choked a sob, but the voice demanded silence. “No one will hurt you again little lamb”. Though you had refused to open your eyes; you could almost see the warmth that had wrapped around you, cradled your head, and spread through you body like fire. The feelings was almost sickeningly nauseating, like death had just brushed by. Yet, your exhausted form had welcomed it. Your arms circling around the warmth’s neck, face resting against its shoulder. “Please”, another plea, this one answered by a soft kiss to your forehead before a deep chuckle echoed into the void. “Only for you”.
GRAAAAAAWRRRR. Another one that I started a month ago and can’t finish but want to D:. Where has my inspo gooooooooooone. Anywaaaay this was suppose to be a gods/demon fic about James, Max, Xavier, and Seth. They were suppose to be said beings that reader prayed to for whatever reason selfish or not…may come back to this later as I have a constant hardon for all things supernatural. Sigh….obviously not hard enuff for this one but that maybe the burnout talking.
I do not own James, Max, Seth, Xavier, or the VN Bloodlust Devotion. They are @hotpinkmoon s babies
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solarchaotica · 2 years
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@hotpinkmoon a finished jamessss
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hotpinkmoon · 4 days
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gives James a big smooch and runs
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He's about to turn into a blue screen with the surprise smooches
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hemlock-haven · 9 months
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Helloooo everynyan, I have risen back from the dead to force y'all to look at my shitty ass doodles awoooo 👻🪦 (and also to maybe sorta introduce y'all to my new BLD mc, Roxanne bc I love her)
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James & Stephanie / Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon
Eve ©️ @cloudishmagma
Peony & Roxanne ©️ @hemlock-haven / me
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cloudishmagma · 1 year
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Bld comic I felt like doing cuz I was feeling kinda sad lol
Anyways its kinda corny but I tried
James ---> @hotpinkmoon
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Shouldn't Have Done That 🔪🔪
So I lied. Max is gonna come soon I swear. I redid some of Holly's info >.> felt like I made her stand out a lot, almost mary-sue ish. Soooooo I changed some physical things and gonna redeux some of her info....hehe. She's 5'7" now instead of 5'6, lol gave her an inch, lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bloodlust Devotion or James they belong to @hotpinkmoon (who I am sure is tired of seeing me spam her inbox ⊂(•̀_•́⊂ )∘˚˳°). But with a beautiful mountain man likes James comes fans like me who want to climb him.
"Hello. Welcome to 7-Heaven", you mumbled the greeting, phone glued to your fingers, when you heard the chime of the front doors. The pit pat of feet soon echoing against the linoleum floor.
Sigh.
Another boring late night at your job. Another lousy 10 hours to go. A lonely bitter work shift. People shouldn’t have to work like this, let alone live on a shit salary, but it was all you could find in the classifieds in this town. You swore as soon as you had enough cash- you’d leave this place and make something of yourself. Maybe become a doctor, or an astronaut, or hell even a crab fisherman. Something that would make papa proud, but alas here you were an assistant manager to a small supermarket. This blowed.
An exaggerated yawn left your lips as you decided to do your job to look for the customer who had just entered the store. Nothing unusual, seems they were floating around the snacks and beer aisle, seemed about right for a late night visit. Your eyes lazily glanced to the giant round mirror that hung in the corner at the end of the aisle. Hmm, looked like about a 5”7’ female wearing a dark green dress? You squinted, no a jacket? You couldn’t fully tell, you leaned a bit forward to garner a better look. Brown skin with vitiligo, whatever hair they had was gathered in the back of her jacket dress you didn’t fuckin’ know what she was wearing, and it looked familiar. Almost stupid familiar. Wait. You inwardly gasped. She was back. Shit, you haven't seen her in a while, hell has she been, you're unprepared for this moment!
In a small panic you went back to your phone, using it's camera like a mirror to fix your hair and any imperfections you saw. Once you felt that you were in the best looking shape, you straightened your back, and took a deep breath. She had just turned around to make her way to the register. You smiled.
It's go time.
"Long time, no see stranger".
The young woman blinked, then gave a strained smile.
"Oh, hey Y/N".
It was Holly!
You watched as she continued to approach the counter, long ebony curls bouncing with each step. Your eyes wandered down to finally catch a glance at the monstrosity she was wearing. It was baggy…a VERY BAGGY zip-up hoodie that draped on her shoulders. Damn thing was close to covering over her knees. You blinked, she never wore anything like that before, at least from what you could remember of your past interactions.
The thought was pushed out once you heard Holly say your name again. Her sweet voice, it was always so warm and smooth, like dripping honey into milk. She had a way to make the night a little more bearable when she used to stop in. You stopped your ogling to snap yourself back into work mode, a faint blush on your cheeks.
You remembered the first night you both met, she seemed to curl into herself, like she was just tired and wanted to get the night over with. She wouldn't even chance a glance or talk to you when cashing out. The days would continue as the day before. Holly would come in, grab her snack and coffee, then cash out. Nothing changed in the first couple of months of seeing her, and you were close in giving up hope in getting to know her.
Suddenly one week she just became more talkative. Honeyed eyes shining brighter, her laughter and dirty jokes contagious, it was like she finally found something that made her days better. She was nearly stopping in everyday at your workplace, so in some hope you felt you had a reason for her sudden happiness, in fact you felt that maybe it was all you. Every chance Holly shopped in the market, you always tried to start some sort of small talk and always wished her a better night. You felt a swell of pride as you thought you gave this young woman some new found happiness. You’re such a good person! Gold star!
Yet she just seemed to disappear one day? Was her weeks of happiness at seeing you just a sign of maniac depression she complained about? It had been a few months when she didn't stop in at all and you tore yourself up in not getting her number. Maybe she just needed a friend to lean on, a person to cuddle with, or someone to talk to? Whatever went on, seems to have passed as she was here now! You beamed. Fate seemed to always find a way for star crossed lovers, and maybe Holly was yours.
Holly placed the basket of food on the counter, soon followed by a 6 pack of light beer. She huffed a bit after placing the objects down, her hoodie and straps of her tank top dropping from off her shoulders. She cursed softly and pulled the straps back onto her shoulders and moving the...was...was that a gold chain on her breasts-uh uhm uhh you meant neck?! That chain looked way too big for her, was baggy and saggy a new thing from Europe or something?
You blushed, mouth falling agape as you watched her move the gold chain from in-between her full breasts. A swallow was stuck in your throat. Fuck. She was looking at you now! Damn these hormones. You forgot how she makes you feel. Recover this moment Y/N! You cleared your now dry throat to stop embarrassing yourself any further.
"H-Holly! I haven't seen you in a w-while", curse your stammering words. This was your moment to make a move....do you think she noticed that you slowed down scanning her things yet?
" H-How have you been? I...I worried about you when stopped coming by".
Holly had blinked several time before shifting her eyes quickly to look out the glass door, you also peered, but didn't see anybody outside. What the fuck was she looking at? Was she in trouble or just was someone out there? You glanced back at Holly for a moment, but decided to just go back to scanning. She didn't look like she was in trouble, in fact she looked flawless. You bet your face was the color of fire right now. Keep your shit together Y/N, you can ask her questions later once you get her number.
You needed to fix this awkward moment, what did Holly like again? Aw that's right! After scanning the last snack, you brought your phone out to show Holly a pictures you took when you were finally able to vacation in Europe.
"S-So, Holly May", fucking shit ,what a horrible nickname you just graced her, "I took your advice and actually went on holiday overseas". That seemed to snap her out of zoning out, this was the only moment you noticed that she wasn't staring outside, almost unblinkingly so. Your shaky hand reached out to give her your phone, your fingers grazing for a slight moment against her own as she snatched gently took it.
"Oh meride! You went to that tourist trap?” she began swiping to look at more photos “Penedejo. Who the hell told you to go here?!", awwww there was your peace, your Holly, it was like she never left as you listen to her ramble about her families home town that you visited, making obscene hand gestures and cursing in a mix of French and cursive Spanish to some of the photos of you backpacking through the country. Your courage continued to skyrocket when she leaned forward, excitingly mind you, to explain the different spices she used when it came to some of the meals you told her you had. You couldn’t help but take a quick glance at her round ass as it poked out from under the hood. Another hard gulp stuck in your throat. Ok. Ok you decided.
It was now or never.
Just when you were about to confess your feelings, the chime of another customer entering the store caught your attention. You groaned, excusing yourself from chatting with the energy gremlin that was Holly to greet the new customer.
You forced a smile, looking towards the door, "Welcome to 7-Heaven, I'll be right...with...you?".
Oh, oh he was big. He was very fucking big. You stared, the length of which you did more than boarded on rude at this point, but someone this big and scary looking needed to be stared at. Yet looking into his eyes you saw how he, at first, kept his gaze on Holly then turned to stare at you-his glare seeming to hold a silent veiled threat. You almost locked your knees in fear. What the hell?! Who is this guy?! You had the snarky idea to call him Jasón Voorhees but you were sure he’d punch your teeth in.
"Holly".
You jumped, even muffled through the mask he was wearing, the baritone of his voice caught you both off guard. Holly had shot straight back up, fingers scrambling to catch the phone she almost dropped, her eyes snapping to the new intruder.
"James”, she pulled the hoodie back onto her shoulders, concern etched on her face, “-is somethin-"
"You ok darlin’?".
She had yet to take her eyes of this behemoth, her fingers nervously tugging on the cuffs of her hoodie. "Yes! I'm fine James”, was she fucking blushing?! “Im sorry for taking so long". She was smiling? A true genuine smile even as this James, stood menacingly behind her to place a masked kiss to the top of her head, his eyes not once straying from your face. You swore you almost heard a purr fall from Holly's lips at his gesture, all her attention now directed towards him. It's like you didn't exist anymore. He looked controlling, possessive, downright dangerous, and you didn’t understand how Holly was loving on him like a bitch in heat. You bit your lip in frustration.
When did he even appear? You didn't even see this tall motherfucker outside, how the hell were his footsteps so silent, was it Friday the 13th? You quickly glanced at the mini calendar on the counter. Nope not the 13th, you silently thanked God at least you’d see another day.heh.
You watched as Holly grabbed one of his hands to intertwine their fingers together, acting like a love sick puppy to this deranged giant. Whom you noticed, had still YET to take his eyes off you.
Was this who she went away to all those months? With this giant ogre of a man doing god knows what? You clutched the scanning gun in your hand, your eyes focused on Holly. This couldn’t have been healthy, right? To just be gone for a couple of months then be all love drunk to a man who resembled Scarface’s son. No. You had to reason with Holly. This was wrong.
"H-Holly are you sure you're doing alright?". You place the scanning tool away, worry etched in your voice as your hand reached out to her. “You know I can help if you just ask. I’m here for you Holly”
This triggered a response. Not from Holly, oh no, but from James. He tilted his head at your emboldened heroic statement, eyes glazing over while his arms protectively crossed over Holly’s chest. Right now you deemed him akin to a bear protecting its slain prey, it was intimidating, and it made your blood run cold.
No. She wasn’t worth it, not by that much. You went back to scanning the last of Holly's snacks, hands shaking as you bagged the items, almost dropping a few in the process.
You hit the register to get the total, "$2-24.50". They’d be out of your hair soon, you kept repeating to yourself, he’d be gone soon. Holly was digging in her hoodie pocket to pay you when James had beat her to it. Reaching over Holly's shoulder he slapped a 20 (and your now broken phone) onto the counter. You looked back up at him, unwilling to blink, as if the gesture would keep him from physically striking you. You wanted to get some sort of bravery back into your system, but no matter how much you tried, you just couldn't ignore the feeling of dread that was choking the air. It was suffocating and Holly was none the wiser as she kissed the back of James’ intwined hand. You gulped nervously. She was too far gone. No saving her.
"Keep the change", with the final word, he turned, grabbed the bag of snacks and tugged Holly’s wrist to finally leave the store. You let out a puff of air that you didn't know you were even holding, your chest burning at the lack of air. You wanted to steady your shaking hands before you looked at the damage created on your phone. At least you could try to save something.
The screen was completely shattered, small fissures on the sides, ruining any chance of saving the device. You gave a deep sigh and looked out the store’s windows to watch Holly and James disappear down the sidewalk. Her form leaning against his arm. Even with them gone, you still felt the murderous gaze he gave whenever you chanced a look at Holly. You shivered. Did you sign your death certificate? Something was just not right with either of them. Maybe. Maybe it was time to move. Pawn everything and just leave. Yea, that sounded like a good idea. You'd start packing as soon as you clocked out and just start anew in another town. Fuck Holly and her new Beau. Your 10 hours of work couldn’t finish fast enough.
It was a pity though.
James came back to “talk” before you could even step foot out of the store.
I feel like I'm making these things long...should I shorten them up? Also was Holly Mary sue? I need to know >.> I don’t raise no perfect bitches.
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solarchaotica · 2 years
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@hotpinkmoon jaaaaaaames
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