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[princeofsinweek]

Hello! I am so excited to be hosting a Prince of Sin Week this year. The goal is to get more content on the Princes and to celebrate the next book coming out in October! @afandomangel is running the account but I want to shout out @litnerdwrites and @cadiawrites for all of the support and great ideas. The encouragement to have this be a larger event has really helped!

Shoutout to @litnerdwrites for this idea to have both prompts for each day and a prince for each day that creators can choose from! We need your help for the second option of each day. For each day creators can choose to either write for that Prince and/or use the prompt. i.e. for 07/08 you can choose to create something for Pride, use the prompt to make something for Pride, or chose a different Prince and use the prompt for 07/08.

07/07 Day 1: Prince Wrath/All Is Fair In Love and War

Featuring Prince Wrath’s sin, Wrath is the demon general of war and is a fierce warrior and strategist. "Acta non verba," meaning "actions, not words," is Wrath’s motto, and he lives by it. And don’t forget that “anger is his own personal aphrodisiac.” 😏

07/08 Day 2: Prince Pride/ Reflections and Ego

“I don’t simply look pretty. I am dashing.” Day two will feature Prince Pride. He loves to feed his ego and leads many to believe he is debauched, a drunkard, and a rake, but it is all an act. Though he does play the role so well that sometimes it doesn’t look like an act, leading to some of his struggles with those he cares for.In Emelia’s description of his throne room, it is described to have ornate mirrors everywhere to allow him to gaze upon himself whenever he likes. And as we learned from one of the other princes (Envy) the mirrors may not always be used just for his own reflection.😉

07/09 Day 3: Prince Envy/Games and RIddles

Prince Envy, oh Prince Envy, our prince loves a good game just as much as he loves to invoke his namesake sin in others. He often plays games with others, some dangerous enough to threaten his court. He is very cunning and ruthless, and he is not above trickery.  He is quite envious (hence his sin) and is a tad possessive as we saw in Throne of the Fallen with Camilla. 

07/10 Day 4: Prince Greed/All Bets Are Off

Prince Greed, like his brothers, enjoys games and tricks. He rules over his own gaming hell and enjoys placing wagers. He is also very calculating and ruthless, and Emelia describes him during an encounter as having a possessive hunger in his gaze. With his namesake sin, he is very greedy and can never get enough of things, power being one of them.  

07/11 Day 5: Prince Gluttony/Champagne Fountains

“He was a rake through and through. And he seemed adored for it.” Prince Gluttony overindulges in the things he enjoys: food, alcohol, debauchery, and hosting jaw-dropping parties to shock others, including the Reporter (Can’t wait for Throne of Secrets).  Gluttony is very suggestive and is often occupied in the selfish matters of his sin. Someone mentioned in the suggestions for prompts that he spends a lot of time with his partner. Our prince most likely does overindulge when it comes to his partner, time, gifts, food, attention, etc. 

07/12 Day 6: Prince Sloth/For Research

Like Gluttony, Sloth is often preoccupied in selfish matters of his sin. But unlike his brothers, he prefers to lounge around and read rather than engage in debauchery. He wears a mask of being a bashful, lazy book lover but he is also a very lethal warrior wielding a powerful weapon of his mind. He is very calculating and does not miss a detail. He takes his time studying until he has formulated a conclusion and course of action.  Sloth is very guarded and wary of others and often investigates others wanting to know everything about them from birth to the present day, including all potential lovers.  As for relationships Sloth has only had a few serious relationships and none have ended with tragedy or heartbreak. Sloth tries to avoid drama. 

07/13 Day 7: Prince Lust/Lover

The final day will feature Prince Lust’s sin. The Prince of Lust is known for toying with a person’s happiness and their carnal urges. He is quite the gossip and is very cunning. The prince is also a secret romantic despite his love for debauchery. Him being needy and romantic were a common suggestion for the prompts for Prince Lust.

[litnerdwrites]

Day three already? Time sure does fly. I feel like the last two were pretty emotionally heavy, so have something fluffy for now. I loved TOTF btw, so let me know what y'all thought of it, if you read it, or if it's on your tbr! It definitely gave me a new appreciation for Envy. @princeofsinweek

Day 3: Evy/Games and Riddles

Present - Envy X Wife!Reader

WC:1,676

TW: Mention of sex but no smut.

Envy, I have been taken. If you ever want to seem alive again, come to The Malice Isles at Midnight.  Just kidding!  I’m alive. But do come and find me, okay?  Start by looking above for something precious to us. Good luck Hubby! Love ya <3 - xo xo A

Envy read the note through twice, brows twitching, before crumpling the note in his hand. He’d been searching for his wife from the moment he’d returned from House Greed, only to find that none of his demons had any inkling as to where she was, and all that was left in his office was a faux ransom note. His heart still hadn’t stopped racing from the moment he saw it lodged into his office chair with an arrow, and he’d read the first two lines and almost ordered Alexi to prepare for war. 

Leaving the note on his desk, envy huffed and stalked out of the door, heading towards their shared chambers. He stalks right to the bed, and examines an oil painting hanging above the headboard. It was of the two of them, dancing at the last Feast of the Wolf. The memory of Adalyn’s hunter green gown gliding across the marble floors of House Pride still set Envy’s heart stuttering. Peeking out from one of the corners was another slip of paper. Envy rolled his eyes at how predictable his little pet was, as he unfolded the paper. 

I can already feel you rolling your eyes at me. Was it really that easy? Stupid question, I know. But let’s pretend it wasn’t, yeah? Perfect! You’re the best, hubby!  Your next clue will be somewhere important. A place that no other dares to approach without permission. Aside from me, of course. I love lounging around there, especially when you give me ‘the look’ look when you tell me to get off. You know, the one that lets me know you’re about to punish me? I love that look! I hope to see it again soon. Love you! <3 - Kisses, A

Envy resists the urge to roll his eyes, especially given that this particular clue had taken him a moment or two to decipher. With some quick transversa magic, he found himself in the throne room of his House of Sin. He examined the seat carefully, this time not seeing the clue right away. Upon a closer examination, he found it tucked into the cushion of his seat. 

Well done Hubby, I knew you could find it! Did I hide it well this time, or was it still too easy for you? Either way, the next clue should be a bit more tricky.  It’s in a room with a maiden, cold and alone. Be careful when getting this one, love. I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself. It’d make me sad if you did. <3 - Best of luck, A

The last bit of the note somehow warmed Envy’s icy heart more than his pet already had. He had to admit, she was somewhat adorable. He began thinking over where the next clue might be. The first thought that came to mind was Vittoria, being so cold, and living alone at House Vengeance. He banished that thought as soon as it arrived. His love wouldn’t do that to him. That, he knew for certain. 

Perhaps Adalyn meant it in a more literal sense? Maiden, and a warning to not get hurt? The Iron maiden perhaps? In their new Iron exhibition? 

Envy was gone again, this time heading towards the iron maiden, and throwing it open. A tiny slip of parchment fell out, and he practically lunged for it. After spending a week at Greed's House, helping deal with some renegade witches, and while he couldn’t tell if he found this game of her’s to be infuriating or entertaining, he knew he was ready to find her, and had a long, long, list of things he’d do to her when he did. 

I bet this one took a bit longer to find, didn’t it? I dare say that I’m getting good at this, right Hubby? And don’t give me that look that I know you’re giving the note! I am getting better at it! Well, the last one will be the trickiest, so be prepared! Muahahaha!  Well, this is your final clue, so rejoice. I’m waiting for you at my favorite place. Can’t wait to see you! Hugs! <3 - Forever yours, A

Envy grinned, and immediately took off, spreading his wings and shooting through the doors of a nearby balcony. He soared high above his house of sin, heading towards one of the large gardens. He lands right in the center of a hedge maze. Retracting his wings, he doesn’t bother to hide the wicked expression on his face as he looks around. His Adalyn loved coming here, to the center of the maze, sometimes to explore, and sometimes to read. Even in his court, there were few who could find their way through the enchanted maze, especially given its ever changing nature, so, while he’d never admit it to his brother, it filled him with pride that his wife did so on a regular basis. 

Envy circled the clearing in the center like a predator, searching for signs of his wife. Only for the hunger that painted his face a moment before to falter, as he realizes that she isn’t there.

Envy frown, giving the surrounding area one last once over, making sure he didn’t miss something. There wasn’t.

I bet this one took a bit longer to find, didn’t it? I dare say that I’m getting good at this, right Hubby? And don’t give me that look that I know you’re giving the note! I am getting better at it! Well, the last one will be the trickiest, so be prepared! Muahahaha!  Well, this is your final clue, so rejoice. I’m waiting for you at my favorite place. Can’t wait to see you! Hugs! <3 - Forever yours, A

Her favorite place… If not the maze, where she spent most of her time… then where? 

The throne room? He was just there. 

That cafe on The Shifting Isles? Maybe. 

House Sloth? She knows he’d probably declare war on his brother if he were there. 

I’m waiting for you at my favorite place. Can’t wait to see you! Hugs! 

Envy’s eyes widen as he finally realizes. 

I’m waiting for you at my favorite place. Can’t wait to see you! Hugs!   Hugs! 

Envy grins, taking off again, this time heading to their receiving room. The antechamber of their room had undergone renovations just a few months back, but there was only one thing Adalyn had insisted on. Envy had rolled his eyes at the time, but over the past year, he learned just how much Adalyn adored the edition.

He quickly uses magic to get there, only to freeze in the doorway. 

Adalyn lounges amongst hunter green silks, clad in a silver slip that hugged every curve, stopping mid thigh, with a scandalous little slit in the side. Her eyes twinkle as her gaze moves from the book in her hand to the doorway, and she gives a little grin. 

The little vixen gives a wide smile, stretching her legs along the daybed. The one she had insisted on, claiming that a large one would be the perfect place for ‘hugs and cuddles’. 

Sometimes Envy forgets how much she loves simpler things, like cuddling, as much as sex and dates. Sometimes, even more than sex and dates. 

“Enjoying yourself?” Envy asks.

“Very much, my love. And you? Did you enjoy yourself?” 

“I spent the last hour running all over the place, searching for my wife, when all I wanted was to fuck her into next week, after being away for so long,” Envy retorts, coming to sit on the edge of the daybed. 

Adalyn grins, putting the book away. 

“Well, your wife was lonely without you, and decided to teach a lesson about leaving her for so long,” she tugs at her bottom lip with her teeth, pouting up at him. 

“My mistake, pet. Your husband is sure to think twice before he leaves you alone for so long again,” 

“As he should,” she nods, “And as a reward for being so agreeable, I shall give you your gift now,” 

“Gift?” Envy cocks a brow. 

Adalyn grins, taking out a wrapped box and handing it to him. Envy unwraps it, pausing every now and then to glance at Adalyn, clocking the cheeky grin on her face. Once he sees what’s inside, however, he drops the wrapping. 

Envy holds up the frame, examining the oil painting closely, taking in every detail. There he stood, in one of the most lavish, hunter green suits he’d ever worn, accented with silver, his hands gripping Adalyn’s tightly. Her own gown was silver, but was bejeweled with thousands, if not millions, of tiny crystals, with hunter green flowers and appliques. The ribbon connecting them was black, with a wolf’s face pattern on it, and he remembered how she had painstakingly spent months embroidering it herself.

“This is-” 

“Happy anniversary,” Adalyn smiles. “I wanted there to be a special way for me to give this to you, and I know how much you love games, so I figured it would be perfect,” 

Envy places the painting down, before pulling her in by the hips. He presses a deep kiss to her lips, keeping his arms wrapped around her in a loving embrace. Adalyn let out a surprised humph, but otherwise leaned into it, even as Envy gently pushed her down onto the bed. While he wasn’t gentle often, this gift warmed his heart. He had every intention of thanking his wife for it, the best way he knew how. 

“It is perfect. Allow me show my appreciation for it, and for you, my love, in a way that will make you feel as warm as I do,” 

Adalyn smiled and nodded, cheeks flushed.

“Then show me,” 

That was all Envy needed.

[blueeclipsepaperstudent]

Lost souls - Chapter three | Lust x reader

Summary:

Prince of Lust is known for his cunningness, desirability, extravagancy and most of all – cruelty. He can give others the taste of pure joy and desire, but before his victims can grasp on those feelings, he takes it all. Together with any desire to live, what made a being a being, to feed his sin. Where once was utter joy, there was utter hell. But lust is never-ending and always left unsatisfied, just like gluttony – enough is never enough. And so, the prince keeps on taking and taking, yearning to fill that void inside his rotten and wicked soul, or what was left of it, and hiding this very truth from the world and himself behind his jovial and cunning persona.

Reader is a mere mortal, who is trying to make her world a better place by helping only pure souls that are left in the world and tries to improve their lives. At the age of 25 she graduated Veterinary University and became well-regarded by her colleagues. But no matter how hard she tried, sometimes her knowledge, skills and practice aren´t enough to saves lives that matter to her the most. That is sadly a part of her job, of medicine. She is average beautiful honest and perceptive young lady with big heart and sensitive soul, that was hurt and struggled to live many times in her life. And is struggling once again. What will happen when she somehow ends up in completely different world and timeline, far away from home?

What will happen when these two lost souls finally collide?  Will they find solace in each other, or will their difference only keep them forever apart?

Maybe their difference isn´t so big after all. 

Lust x our world!reader

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Warnings into the future: emotional struggle, suicidal thoughts, slow burn, small confidence, lust is a secret romantic, threesome, vaginal sex, oral sex, mirror sex, dirty talk, praise (more warnings will be add in the future),

there will be probably no plot – it will be a journey of two souls finding their way to each other (with eventual porn)

This is for everyone who can´t wait for another book starring Prince of Lust. Because the book isn´t released (and who knows when it will be released) we don´t know his inside character. So this won´t be totally accurate and this is purely my imagination (hell I didn´t even read The Throne of the Fallen or The Throne of the Secrets, because it isn´t still translated to my language) what his character actually looks like. So, this fic will be probably rewritten once his book will be released :P.

And sorry for any grammar mistakes. As you probably found out English isn´t my native language.

AO3 - Lost Souls

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(Y/N) = your name                     

(Everybody knows this shortcut (just how many dirty fictions you read, you freak), but I will still give here an explanation.)

(Y/L) = your last name

(Y/Nn) = your nickname/short version of your name (given by your family)

(Y/C) = your favourite colour

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<<<< Chapter Two

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Chapter Three

Lust returned with his army, except for the men who stayed behind and searched the area, where they found the woman, for anything unusual or suspicious, to his wicked mansion along with the prisoner. A human girl. He had no idea how or why she had come here. How she had found her way into the Seven Circles with such dramatic entry, no less. He hadn´t seen or heard of this in his immortal life. This will cause a fuss that he didn´t want to deal with. He was rather enjoying the carefree time since the curse had been broken. But this could mean a much bigger a problem in the future. Something with the potential of changing the Circles forever. Of distortion. And it wasn´t something to be taken lightly. He knew that. Still, he played his role of jovial brother and leader, hiding his sharp and perceptive instincts underneath and showing them when necessary (or to get under the skin of one of his brothers), like a cat pulling out its claws.

When he arrived at the front door with his infamous sign welcoming his guests above it. He, his second and a few soldiers took the prisoner and followed the corridor in the furthest wing of his residence to the dungeon, where the iron cells were located. Iron could stop or cause harm to the Fae and other less known creatures that roamed the underworld.

This could certainly stop a human girl. They had to proceed with caution (in case she turned out to be something other than human).

The soldiers laid her on the floor in the pile of hay – a very poor imitation of a bed – and left the cell. Only he, his second – Amon – and the girl remained. They examined her more closely now, this time unhurriedly.

She was a small woman compared to him (who wasn´t), over five feet tall, with very pale skin. She wore some kind of dark blue trousers, that hugged her elegant (but perhaps too thin, not very healthy looking) legs, made of some material he hadn´t seen before, and some kind of sweater that hugged her neck and torso and a leather jacket. Her feet were covered in leather boots with heels and some sort of fastening on the outer side but still with laces at the front. It was strange to see mortal women wearing men´s clothing. Basically in anything that didn´t have a skirt.

Lust then looked at her face. She had round face with a slightly sharp jaw, but rounded cheek bones (which showed themselves probably more than they should) and just like her nose they were covered in small delicate freckles, which would undoubtedly show more of themselves under the summer sun, shadowed by her long eyelashes. She had bland pink mouth (surely as soft as rose petals, Lust thought) and dark and tired circles under her eyes. Her face was framed by her chestnut hair, which shone like gold and copper in the light, that crept its way into the cell, from the torch in the hall.

But in the summary, she wasn´t anything interesting (at least by looks). She was just ordinary woman. No weapons, no traces of magic. Nothing. 

Plain. Disinteresting. Unimpressive. Boring (if he didn´t count this particular event). Not worth the sin.

He exchanged glances with Amon, who had come to the same conclusion as him. And so, they left without a word, closing the guarded cell door behind them and leaving the dungeon. 

“Send the invitations to my circle to my brothers and their wives. I will change into something presentable. And when you are finished, bring the pack to the war room and then go to the cell and inform me, when she wakes up. And if our men find anything out of the ordinary in my circle, inform me as soon as possible,” the Prince of Hell said, when he reached the entrance hall, by the staircase that led to the wing with his bedroom. Amon left to obey his order without a word and to complete the task, leaving his prince alone.

When he reached his bedroom, he couldn´t help himself but sigh. He knew what was to come. Hours long discussion with his some more and some less insufferable brothers. Also with examination of the contains of the baggage, he had found along with the woman. He changed into black suit with matching vest decorated with silver thread and dark purple shirt underneath with top half of the button undone. To the contrast with the dark suit he picked out brown Oxfords. He summoned his crown of fire and then he left his chambers and headed for his war room, where he would wait for his brothers to arrive.

He hoped that some of them would put their habits of arriving socially-(un)acceptably late aside for once.

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He was sitting at the head of the table, one leg bent with his arm hanging from his knee, in a relaxed manner, displaying nonchalance. His brothers and sisters-in-law were already seated. Their seconds behind their backs. No one was late, not even Pride, who loved to irk our nerves and maintain the image of the debauched prince. Everybody had serious and unreadable faces, especially his brothers, who had mastered this mask centuries ago. He put on the mask as well, but with cunning look in his eyes untouched by the situation, when he took a look at everyone present. Wrath and Emilia weren´t the only ones who were initially enjoying themselves but were sadly interrupted. Camilla and Adriana looked a little shaken, but he doubted it was from the mortal woman, who had literally fallen from the sky. He did too indulge himself in times of pleasure, but it was practically his sin and it wouldn´t be him if he let it slide and didn´t comment on it. A little teasing never killed anyone.

“So, if everyone is here and everyone is properly satisfied- “he said with wry smile, watching with satisfyaction as Camilla and Adriana blushed a little but remained with stone faces. Envy said nothing, but he has put his arm possessively around his wife’s shoulder. Territorial bastard. Gluttony looked at his wife Adriana and smirked at her. She rewarded him with her famous look of anoyance, but her cheek got slightly redder, undetectable to a mortal´s eye. Her growing lust also gave her away. And Gluttony´s as well.

He barely could contain his disgust. Newlyweds. He couldn´t understand how they could be stuck with only one lover or lose the games of courting and chasing, which were sometimes more thrilling than the act itself. Especially his brother Gluttony, who was almost as licentious as Lust. He often advised his brother to fuck out his frustrations from this reporter. With the SAME reporter. He didn´t expect it would eventually come to this.

Maybe it shouldn´t be surprising. The opposites attract after all.

“- we can start discussing on how to solve this occurrence.”

But most of all, he couldn´t understand, how so he didn´t already have some nephews or nieces running around and causing chaos with all the essential fucking that was going on in the three Circles of Hell. The three couples were fucking like animals in heat. Even more times than him and that was something.

It was true that he was fucking so much he could have accidentally produced an heir already. However, he was taking contraceptives and his lovers as well (he always made sure of it) and since he was immortal in addition, it was practically impossible to impregnate one of his female lovers. It was much harder for immortals to have children, because of the very long or in some cases - like him and his brothers or Emilia - eternal life. But he doubted that THEY had had the time or break to take some properly. Although he doubted there existed contraceptive that would help with the amount of sex his three brothers had. If he wasn´t the prince of lust, he would definitely blush. 

“Did you find anything interesting on her?” Greed asked him.

He shook his head. “No weapons, no traces of magic. Only this baggage and strange clothing.”

“What strange clothing?” Gluttony´s wife wondered.

“She had trousers from material I have never seen. Shoes with some fastening I also haven´t seen in my whole life, the same one you can see on the pack,” he pointed out. With the last sentence he drew the room´s attention to the object, that was lying on the table in the centre of the meeting.

“Shall we open it?” Lust asked.

He could feel the tension, anticipation and curiosity in the air. Everyone rose up from their seats to get a proper look at what was inside. As Lust reached for the curious fastening, he could see from the corner of his eye that Gluttony looked at his reporter and took her hand, ready to protect her. As for Envy, he literally hid his wife behind his back. Camilla was cautious but also curious as she peered over her husband´s shoulder.

The pack was made of leather, but it didn´t look like real leather. Odd. The fastening had some small stick on one hand of the fastening, he reached for it and pulled up. It didn´t do anything. He wanted to try again pull the stick to the side this time, but his lazy brother had to leave a smart remark.

“Try to pull it to the side and copy the way of the –“

“I know, smartass,” Lust looked at Sloth irritated.

“Brothers,” his brother Wrath spoke out with authority, “now isn´t the time for your bickering.” He fixed them with THE look. Lust swallowed another comment. Now wasn´t the time.

He opened the pack and looked inside. There were some items he had never seen before. He took them out, one by one.

Firstly, he took out a wallet. Inside were some cards with pictures and some bank notes and coins of different sizes. Bank notes weren´t commonly used (at least not yet, mortals didn´t trust them), but the coins were a usually used currency in this century, but he didn´t recognize this embossing. Greed reached for them and looked closely at them.

“I don´t recognise the currency,” he muttered in concentration, his eyes narrowing. Then he continued: “But the embossing is very precise. I have never seen such work like this before.”

Envy was examining the cards. “On each card there is a name. The names match. (Y/N) (Y/L).”

“Is it the name of our Miss Unknown?” Gluttony wondered. 

Then he took out a thin black mirror. Next was a thick book with a very precise image painted on the cover. Too precise even for an immortal being. And an unfinished piece of crochet. The last object was some thing in the shape of the letter “Y”. One end was round and flat and the other end was made of two parts that could come into ears. It was made of metal and some strange material.

“And what is that?” Sloth picked it up and examined it. His attention was captured. He touched and tested the material with his gloved hands.

“Is there anything else?” Pride asked.

Lust turned the pack upside down. Blue gloves fell out. Also made of unknown material.

Lust picked up the book and began to read. “Look at this, the hell Prince of Lust, has taken a book in his hand. Has the Day of Judgement finally come?” Sloth teased him for all the times his brother insulted him of his laziness and lack of want to indulge in his sin society, because he would rather hide somewhere and read a book.

“Say one more world and I will send you to your circle,” Lust snarled at him. His hand itched to take out his house dagger and plunge it into his brother´s chest up to the hilt. And twist it. Sloth mockingly raised up his hands as in surrender.

Lust briefly inspected the book until he reached the last page. At the bottom of the page there was a code of numbers and letters, the name of the publisher and the date of the first edition. This caught him off guard. Shock crossed his face and before he could get his emotions under control, Camilla, who was still hiding behind Envy´s back (strange he thought – Envy hadn´t been so territorial or possessive like this before) took notice of his bewilderment. 

“What is it?” she whispered. Everyone in the room turned to him.

“There is a date of the first edition.”

“So?” Pride asked.

 “The printed date says it was published in the year 2024.”

Silence. Utter, complete, shocked silence.

“Give it to me!” Pride demanded, but he didn´t wait for his brother to simply hand it to him. He just ripped it out of his hands and looked at the date himself. Then he looked at the rest in confirmation, shock in his eyes.

The princes of hell were very powerful. They possessed great abilities, powerful magic, eternal life. Even knowledge like no one else in existence except the Creator. They can cross space, they could be in the Seven Circles in one moment and they could be behind the seas or the land of mortals in the next moment, but none of them can cross time like that. The Shifting Isles were an exception. They were unique in their own way, there were no rules that would applied to them. And for some reason there are no rules that would apply to her either. No mortal could cross space and time. Not even the witches or werewolves. Werewolves could travel between the worlds and entry the Spirit realm, yes. But never time.  

Who in the name of the old gods is this woman?

Then his second entered and cut through the tension in the room. “My lord. She is waking.”

[thewickedkingdomeimagine]

NSFW Alphabet GLUTTONY (Kingdom of the Wicked)

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

Aftercare is just as desirable for him as sex. Because of his constant hunger, he knows that aftercare can be the next foreplay, which leads to sex, which makes the wheel turn again.

He loves to share a good meal with his partner afterwards. Which can range from some cheese with grapes to full tables of freshly cooked hearty meals.  

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

He adores his mouth. It’s the body part which allows him to speak, eat, pleasure his partner and much more. On his partners he loves wide hips and thick thighs, they are his favorite because they allow an easy grab to hold his partner in place.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

He does not know limits to where his cum can go. From all over your face and body, into a cup for your coffee or deep inside of you. Everything is possible and the more extravagant his seed is used, the happier he is.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

He loves to submit himself to his more trusted partner. Letting go of the control makes the enjoyment much more prominent and richer for him.

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

He is trough and trough experienced. There is nothing he hasn’t done jet, and if there is, he is eager to change that.  

F= Favorite position

He loves seeing the faces of the people he pleases; it increases his own feelings even more. It doesn’t matter to him if he sees them directly or through a mirror.

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

He takes everything with ease and laughs allot. Having fun makes it even more of a desirable action and pleases him on multiple levels.

H= Hair (grooming habits)

He takes care of himself, but he hates to admit that he doesn’t do it for his own sake, but for the appearance to others. He wants to look proper and in place, allowing himself too much pubic hair crosses that image.

He doesn’t pay much thought on the hair on his partners.

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

In a private setting with a close partner, he goes out of his way to please them in any way they might desire. Over the top romantic or rough and fast, the fulfillment of the desires of his partner increases his own gain.

Otherwise, he is selfish and does what pleases his mood.

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

He doesn’t have much of a desire to pleasure himself. But every now and then while taking a pleasant shower, he likes enjoys it.

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

Public display of sex, multiple partners, play with food and drinks and domination/submission are all in his favorites. Change is key to his kinks, the more the merrier.  

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

For his extravagant sexskills he prefers somewhere at least semi-public. Its an artform performed for hours to days that can vary in location as time went on. He goes trough is day and his responsibility’s and his sexlife is always accompanying him.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

Just the pure possibility in engaging in sex turns him on. He can’t get enough, so he always wants it.

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Rape and serious injuries during sex are no-goes for him. Also, he won’t compromise his image and status while publicly engaging in sex.

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

He will consume you like its his life elixir. With his tongue he fells like he can never cover enough of you, so from time to time he is all over the place. Receiving is something inherently relaxing for him, seeing and feeling the other person pleasure him is pure bliss.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

He can last long times while actively stimulating you. But his sexlife always continues with long foreplay and aftercare, which leads to the next fuck. Sometimes its hard to say if its still aftercare or became foreplay.

If he’s fast and rough or soft and slow always depends on his partner. The closer he is to his partner, the softer he allows himself to be.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

He isn’t a huge fan of quickies. He wants everything, which requires time.

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

Especially in private, he is open for everything. As long as he feels secure and overall in control, he will even submit himself to his partner, which feels for him the most risky.

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

All day every day. Counting is entirely pointless.

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

Yes. Toys, Foods, Drinks, Weapons and all creative and extravagant ways to pleasure someone are welcome.

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

He can barely contain himself to actually tease you. The temptation to more experience is way to tempting for him, so teasing him will lead to more pretty fast.

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

When he feels like it, he will dirtytalk through everything. Speaking gives him more power over you and the situation. With his moans, he is more on the quiet side but always hearable.

W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

He and his brother Lust are the most open to sharing spaces and partners during sex. So, there is always a possibility to find both princes in close proximity while fucking their current partner/partners.

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

He his well-equipped, but more on the thick side.

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

He is always yearning.

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

In his private chambers with a close partner, he will fall asleep after tending to them. But he takes his time after sex and can’t just fall asleep easily, first he needs to calm down.

[thestoryarchives]

Kingdom of the Wicked

TBA

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Clandestine Affairs - Lust x OC (series masterlist)

Tomorrow- Lust x Reader What does tomorrow hold for Lust and (Y/N)? Well, they have some ideas. (Request). ⚠️Nothing really. This is a fic that appeals to Lust's secret soft side, but there are some canon typical sex references. Nothing out of the ordinary.⚠️

TBA

Pet - Gluttony X Reader Gluttony returns from a hunt, expecting to find his fiancé in bed, waiting for him, to reward him for his victorious hunt. Well, she is in bed, at least. Maybe not entierly alone though. ⚠️References to sex but no smut. All pretty cannon typical.⚠️

TBA

Want it - Euphemia Wrath demanded his brothers presence as they try to solve the mystery behind his daughter's current fixation; Demonberry wine. ⚠️Little blood, but just cuts, canon typical threats of violence (threatening people is like, Wrath's hobby), mentions of a child potentially having drunk wine. She never does on page, but the possibility is discussed if that's something that bothers you. Really, it's mostly fluff.⚠️

Headcannons - Euphemia Just some fluffy, cute headcanons for Euphemia and the Princes of Hell.

New Friend - Euphemia Part 2 While visiting House Gluttony, Euphemia goes on a hunt of her own, and makes a new friend. Fluff all around.

Filia - Euphemia As Euphemia prepares for her very first, age appropriate ball, she can't help but be overcome with anxiety. ⚠️Anxiety, and some bullying being hinted at. Also, mild spoilers for a scene in KOTC, not a major plot spoiler but something that happened. As well as a mild spoiler about Edan if you haven't read totf.⚠️

Prince of Sin Week 2024

[nicstylus]

I'm rereading Skulduggery Pleasant for the nth time. Here are my newish revelations.

The Faceless Ones Edition!

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List of artwork links at the bottom.

!! Spoilers for all of Phase 1 and 2 !!

Forgot that the bell was the Sea Hag's whole thing. She gives Val the bell in... Badlam? Whatever, some P2 book, but I forgot that was her whole shtick. Also I don't think Val every uses it after she gets it??? I have not read Phase 3. Nod along and agree xD

God Fletcher is so annoying. I never really warm up to him tbh, the annoyance just slowwwwwwly fades. I (an aromantic idiot that insists on logic) don't understand why book characters warm up to and date each other so fast. I know like a year passes between Valkyrie meeting Fletcher and them dating (maybe two years, idr if they start dating in dd or mc) but like. Do people really move that fast? Esp when you find them so annoying to begin with???? He's so cocky and pretty bad with consent in this book, and then. 11 months of agonizing searching for a skull later you're like yeah maybe I do like him? What?

Not Kenspeckle foreshadowing Valkyries head being taken off with how he'd be able to sew it back on obviously It's probably a good thing he's dead by KotW, can you imagine the absolute ass-beating he'd unleash on Skulduggery if he found out Valkyrie got her head ripped off in another dimension, regardless of if she was in God-Mode at the time?

Resolute Thread? Never seen again (maybe one other time, I don't remember it at all though). Sure, it's said that its very rare but, one time use rip

The Purple Menace looks like this btw, in case you never looked it up. For some reason (because I'm stupid) I was imagining a really low sports car, like a mustang or something xD

Until this reread, I thought Val lost her first jacket in book 2. She actually loses it in this one, (it gets eaten by one of the sanctuary's exit tunnel) Then Kenspeckle gives her one of his, then Ghastly unstatuefies and starts making her a new jacket- all in the span of like two chapters. Granted she doesn't get the new jacket until the second half of the book but still amusing. Still salty the white covers spine art is so wrong but what can you do right

"You die in pain. Screaming." "Fighting a creature of darkness." Did Ghastly's mom see the REFLECTION? Stephanie dies getting beaten to death BY Darquesse. Horribly and painfully. Screaming for Fletcher, who is literally ten feet away.

Damn Erskine starting shit as early as book 3 (technically earlier bc he poisons Saracen ikik), I forgot about that

Do we think the 'woman in grey' thats with him is Mist? Some random woman Derek didn't wanna name? Zafira from America? Hmmm

okay obviously I'm an idiot bc I'm sitting here like if Paddy is Batu this whole time why the hell would he call Skulduggery to tell him Gallow is walking around his land? But then I realized that he ALSO needed to know where the portal was going to open. Batu knew Skulduggery would show up with Fletcher (So now he also knows what he looks like) and inadvertently show the spot to him. This might even be pointed out later in the book, but I'm writing this as I read so. Durrr*

Oh sweetheart :[

So we can agree that the Reflection definitely internalized this speech by the Great Echo Gordon, yes? Okay cool

Remember when I mentioned that Serpine turned the floor/entrance to the caves to dust? Yeah they just used the key to open the floor. Who is this nameless stonemason sorcerer who came and fixed it? I simply must know.

Do we think Derek got the idea for Cadaverous as he as writing Anthem Mire? That's the first time we see 'Master of my house/domain' in the form of 'It will do whatever I say'

Bliss explaining that if they lose Thurid only two years after Meritorious that the rest of the world would try to step in 'for Ireland's own good' Hmmm what interesting foreshadowing. It would be a real shame if anything were to happen to Mr. Bliss, since he understands politics and actually thinks with his brain.

I wonder if Derek realized he named two different characters Alan in the same book? Alan and Cathy the classmates broke up at the beginning of the book, and Alan the farmer attempts to protect Valkyrie from Crux much later.

Chapter 30 from Beryl's perspective makes me laugh every time I read it, I love Tanith. She also asks Stephanie about Val in front of the entire family, then leaves without an explanation. I genuinely can't remember if the twins ask Val about it later when they find out her name is Valkyrie. Maybe they forgot.

Battle of Anamore Farm

Okay so during the Fletcher/Guild exchange, Skulduggery says that Valkyrie is probably the safest of them all at the moment, with her being locked up in the Sanctuary and all. Then when everything goes wrong and gets a hundred times MORE unsafe, the first thing he does while everyone else drives straight to Anamore Farm is detour to the Sanctuary to pick her up and take her directly into the warzone with him. What a great, responsible role model.

Batu Paddy definitely intentionally charged out at them, shotgun in hand with the hope of killing them 'accidently' before hell breaks loose. Failure to do so just meant switching to his backup plan of 'whoops my bad! don't wanna give up my land haha'

It just finished raining. Krav and Gallow are drawing the portal circle/sigils on the ground with... Chalk?? On wet grass???? Have mages never heard of spray paint lmao

Murder Rose and Razzia would either get along really well, or have one hell of a time trying to kill each other.

Ghastly: Pulls Valkyrie away from the danger zone after she gets a grenade thrown at her. Also Ghastly: Immediately pulls a shard of glass out of her back (DO NOT PULL OUT SHARP THINGS THAT HAVE STABBED YOU) and sends her running across the property to his burning and flipped over van.

I completely forgot the Diablerie had an army of Hollow Men with them here.

"Why are you their last hope? Do you have a power no one else has?" Eh give it a few more years.

There's something parallel about the White Cleaver saving Tanith from dying a terrible death at the hands of Murder Rose, after almost making her die a terrible death at his own hands. I'm not poetic enough to point that out though.

*Yeah Batu literally tells Val that them bringing Fletcher showed him where the portal was and somehow I just never remembered that part?? xD

This isn't a new revelation but I want to point how how smart burying the Scepter was. I feel like most villains just hold on to things but hiding an object in a hole in the ground in the woods? I know Remus found it bc he watched Batu, but realistically it should have stayed hidden until the Sanctuary could launch a search for it or something. Plot armour is a hell of a drug

Mentioning again how good Derek is at writing young inexperienced fighters. Tanith is right: Use your elbows, not your knuckles. ESP don't punch your knuckles into the skull. Big strong head bone will win over your tiny finger bones any day, even in you're punching correctly. Palm strikes are better. Elbows and knees are best.

Minor continuality error where Valkyrie finds Fletcher sitting against a tree and she looks down at him while they talk. Then at the end of the conversation she 'gets to her feet.' *shakes fist at Derek*

Fletcher is realistic though. Regular people like to think theyre brave and would be super defiant if in scenarios like this, but really, if you're face to face with three insane serial killer zealots and then you open a portal to three gods that are 'impossibly made form? You're not sticking around. You're gonna wanna be GONE, same as Renn xD

Interesting that the last Faceless One was chasing Skulduggery but stopped and turned to Val. Is it because a flesh and blood target is more interesting than the living skeleton? Did it see Darquesse? Did it see the owner of the Sceptre? Or, more likely, did it see it's own blood within her? * China says it didn't kill her bc of the ancient blood so I think we know the real answer.

Gallow has some quick af thinking. Figuring out the tattoo was a beacon? Pulling off a belt and wrapping it tight enough around your upper arm to cut off circulation, all while running?

Also, how the hell did he use a Cleaver scythe to cut off his arm. I always imagined that the scythe was just. A normal scythe blade, sharp on the bottom, facing the ground when you stand it up. (I draw mine as foldable because that makes much more sense for sheathing and such) Either he picked up a blade that was severed from the snath, or the Cleaver scythes are sharp on all sides (which also explains how they're able to fight so fluidly with them, because scythes are seriously horrible fight with) Tangent: Here are the three official artworks of cleavers. Ignoring how stupid they look for a moment: The scythe blades are pretty ambiguous

Here's the thing though

There's no way Gallow is cutting off his arm with an intact scythe (in one smooth motion no less) by laying his arm on the ground and pressing the blade against it with... The rest of his body? He's still connected to his arm its not like he can stand up either. The scythe would have to be sharp on the outside too, which makes for a pretty shitty and flimsy blade, unless the BOTTOM is the thicker edge, in which case... ???? Magic I guess smh No wonder the Rippers use sickles, those make so much more sense xD

Reread the series and take a shot every time the Sceptre gets dropped. Seriously, no one thought 'hmm maybe I should put a Wii remote strap on the most powerful weapon in the universe?'

Take another shot every time the Sceptre gets broken or 'mangled beyond use' Derek just can't let it go lol

I wonder if Skulduggery was already thinking about the possible necessity of sacrificing himself when they start bringing Batu's Faceless One back towards the portal. I know he was actually dragging in in the end, but the thought might still have been there as we know he's pretty consistently multiple steps ahead of everyone else. He and Wreath are fighting this thing together while China and Fletcher hold the portal open, and even though Skulduggery has shown his distain for Wreath he physically throws him out of the fight before Batu/The Faceless One can kill him. The ideal outcome if Skulduggery were to sacrifice himself would be Ghastly and Tanith (and maybe China I guess) taking over Valkyrie's mentorship; but I wonder if a little part of him knew that Wreath would also step in, especially since Skulduggery's skull becomes the new Isthmus Anchor.

Tanith has been out of commission pretty much this entire battle, she's gonna be pretty pissed about that when she wakes up. (Near Death Experience in this book: Curtesy of Murder Rose and Batu)

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Here's my TFO-specific artworks:

Cover Redesign

Fletcher Renn Design + Finbar

Billy-Ray had taken her smile (WIP)

Welcome back Ghastly

It's a guy thing

Solomon Wreath Design

Punching Wreath

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[dwellerbytheashtreeforest]

VERY MILD THRONE OF SECRETS SPOILERS THIS POST! (I'm almost done but I'm trying to hold off)

Okay y'all, I know I usually engage in fandom in a more serious and analytical manner. And I complain to myself about other people not engaging with this universe in an analytical enough way (even though there's nothing wrong with that, I'm just peculiar about things!) But I'm gonna let myself be silly for a second.

Silly KOTW and Prince of Sin thoughts!

Go listen to "Lavish" by Twenty One Pilots and think of the Envy, Lust, Gluttony trio. (I love them so much) Really listen to the lyrics towards the end for a little classic demon prince spice lol. It kinda works for all of them but ESPECIALLY that trio. (If someone made an animatic of this, you might very well have my hand in marriage)

I wanna see the demon princes + companions play Among Us. It would be really, really funny.

I also realized that out of all the card games, the Demon Princes can't play Bullshit. Except for Envy. But he can't even because that would reveal that he can lie.

I highly doubt it judging from what Sloth's reading tastes seem to be, but I like to imagine him and Emilia fangirling about their fav romance novels.

I can see Vittoria flirting with Val and Val being verrrry unnerved by it.

Head Canon: Val and Blade are going to hook up at some point. The forbidden nature of it is going to fuel Val's sin and Blade just isn't going to be able to help himself (Edit: I was HORRENDOUSLY wrong, Val indulging with the witch instead. YAY MORE LESBIANS!!! 🔥)

Another head Canon: Gluttony has used silk to make a little baby harness thing to carry dragon hatchlings in on his front. And been totally nonchalant about it. He's a prince, he's got things to do, also needs to keep an eye on the little ones.

I wanna see the demon princes play Jenga. Again, hilarity would ensue.

More on the way I assure you!

[princeofsinweek]

Day 2 - Pride/Reflections and Ego

Not going to lie, the Prince of Pride's Day was really, really good! Next up, Prince Envy!

Please let me know if I missed anyone!

Header art by @afandomangel

Mood Board

Day 2, "Reflections & Ego." by @badomenwhump

Fics

Shattered Reflection- Pride X Wife! Reader by @litnerdwrites

Sworn Enemies Pt 1 - Pride x OC!Lydia by @afandomangel

Sworn Enemies Pt 2 - Pride x OC!Lydia by @afandomangel

Smut

Let Me Show You Pride x Reader by @afandomangel

[litnerdwrites]

Love the fics so far

Awww, thank you! I''m thinking of posting some more after POS Week, so if you have requests, please let me know!

[blueeclipsepaperstudent]

Lost souls - Chapter two | Lust x reader

Summary:

Prince of Lust is known for his cunningness, desirability, extravagancy and most of all – cruelty. He can give others the taste of pure joy and desire, but before his victims can grasp on those feelings, he takes it all. Together with any desire to live, what made a being a being, to feed his sin. Where once was utter joy, there was utter hell. But lust is never-ending and always left unsatisfied, just like gluttony – enough is never enough. And so, the prince keeps on taking and taking, yearning to fill that void inside his rotten and wicked soul, or what was left of it, and hiding this very truth from the world and himself behind his jovial and cunning persona.

Reader is a mere mortal, who is trying to make her world a better place by helping only pure souls that are left in the world and tries to improve their lives. At the age of 25 she graduated Veterinary University and became well-regarded by her colleagues. But no matter how hard she tried, sometimes her knowledge, skills and practice aren´t enough to saves lives that matter to her the most. That is sadly a part of her job, of medicine. She is average beautiful honest and perceptive young lady with big heart and sensitive soul, that was hurt and struggled to live many times in her life. And is struggling once again. What will happen when she somehow ends up in completely different world and timeline, far away from home?

What will happen when these two lost souls finally collide?  Will they find solace in each other, or will their difference only keep them forever apart?

Maybe their difference isn´t so big after all. 

Lust x our world!reader

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Warnings into the future: emotional struggle, suicidal thoughts, slow burn, small confidence, lust is a secret romantic, threesome, penis in vagina sex, oral sex, mirror sex, dirty talk, praise, violence (more warnings will be add in the future),

there will be probably no plot – it will be a journey of two souls finding their way to each other (with eventual porn)

This is for everyone who can´t wait for another book starring Prince of Lust. Because the book isn´t released (and who knows when it will be released) we don´t know his inside character. So this won´t be totally accurate and this is purely my imagination (hell I didn´t even read The Throne of the Fallen or The Throne of the Secrets, because it isn´t still translated to my language) what his character actually looks like. So, this fic will be probably rewritten once his book will be released :P.

And sorry for any grammar mistakes. As you probably found out English isn´t my native language.

AO3 - Lost Souls

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(Y/N) = your name                     

(Everybody knows this shortcut (just how many dirty fictions you read, you freak), but I will still give here an explanation.)

(Y/L) = your last name

(Y/Nn) = your nickname/short version of your name (given by your family)

(Y/C) = your favourite colour

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<<<< Chapter One

>>>> Chapter Three

Chapter Two

I took off my face mask as the patient let out his last breath, no resuscitation helped him. I let out a weary sigh to the beeping of the monitor expressing my another failure.

“Time of death – 12:38,” I said, looking at my colleagues, who looked as tired and as grim as I did.

I left the operating room without a word, leaving the rest of the work to my colleagues. I took off my blood-soaked clothes and gloves and threw it into the thrash. I washed my hands and left the death behind me and started looking for a place to hide from everyone.

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I woke up to the alarm of my phone. Sign for me to get up. So I did. Ignoring the fact that it was getting harder with another day and another failure.

I did my morning routine, got dressed, took my keys and left my small, quiet cottage-like house to face another day at work.

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I was doing some paperwork in my office, which was attached to the clinic I had set up. After graduating the Veterinary university, I spent a year traveling across the world – Canada, Scotland, Ireland, Netherlands, Spain, Madagascar, Japan and many places in Africa and Asia - improving my skills and knowledge, gaining more practice and experience. When I returned home I set up a clinic, which helped the horses, farm animals, small animals, also wildly living animals that found themselves at the rescue stations. My clinic also cooperated with zoo. I wanted to help as many animals as I could. So, I hired the best of the best veterinarians, who shared my goal and passion, in my country and one from another country and soon our clinic became one of the best and acknowledged.

This clinic became my child and I was very proud of it. I loved my work and I still do. But recently my failures were getting the best of me. I wasn´t getting joy from any of my patients I could help and instead my mind was overwhelmed with patients I wasn´t able to help.

I took a sip of an energy drink I had poured myself. One could think I had taught myself to drink coffee, since I had attended a very difficult university. I despised bitter things and never got over it. But I really could use a dose of real caffeine right now. Good sleep was avoiding me for a long time and I needed to stay awake during the work.

I was lost in the words and letters on the blindingly white paper when the knock was heard.

“Come in,” I called out not lifting my head from the paperwork.

My colleague entered and sat down in front of my desk without saying a word. I couldn´t look at her. I still felt ashamed of yesterday´s exitus.

“How are you feeling?” my colleague said carefully. Like it was supposed to trigger some rampage.

“I feel fine” I lied with the most convincing smile I was capable of. I even looked from the papers and gave her my best smile to her. I wanted to convince her that she didn´ have to worry about me.  I didn´t want be a burden or let anyone down with my inner turmoil. But she always saw through my lies. It was a pathetic and naïve attempt. 

“Liar.”

Didn´t I say so?

I sighed and leaned against the back of the chair. I didn´t want to look at her. I knew that if I did, the dam of tears would finally break. And I didn´t want to look weak in front of her. I am her boss after all. I am supposed to be someone she could depend and rely on when everything fails and crumbles down.

“What do you want me to say?”

She remained silent for a few minutes studying my face. I tried to hold everything in, not to let anything of my true feelings to the surface. Then she said: “We´ve all noticed you´ve been out of your skin for a while now.”

I swallowed.

“There is no life in your eyes lately. You are not the same as you were the first day we started working together,” she continued with a hushed tone. Still no reply from me. “You can talk to us, you know. We are your family, you can tell us what is troubling you. You can rely on us.”

“I am the one you are supposed to rely on.”

“But you are human too. It is not a shame to feel lost and troubled. Especially with us. Boss or not. We are in this together,” she said with such a soft tone. Like I would break down if she raised her voice. Maybe I would.

Tears were prickling my eyes. I blinked many times to make them go away, but it wasn´t helping. I inhaled some air trying to say something, however I couldn´t bring myself to it.

My colleague rose from her seat and came to me, feeling and seeing my struggle. She kneeled before me and took my hands in hers.

And I broke down. The tears were flowing from my eyes endlessly. The more I tried to stop them the more were flowing. And my colleague held me in my arms, shushing me, comforting me. I grabbed her uniform in my fists and cried harder. She reassured me many times that it was okay. It was okay to cry. It was okay to let it all out. That I will feel lighter once I will get it all out.

But the truth was I didn´t lighter or better. Actually, I felt even worse.

“What is bothering you?” she asked me while I was calming down from what felt like hours long mental breakdown. But I think she already knew the answer. She just wanted to hear it from me.

“I am a failure,” I exhaled, my voice clouded in tears and full nose. She didn´t reply. She waited for me to explain.

“I failed one life yesterday. I failed 3 lives last week. And another ones last month. I couldn´t do anything to save them,” I cried out.

“But you have saved and helped so many lives in between. You are not a failure.” she paused and the continued.

“Death is a part of our job. No matter how far we have come with technology and knowledge, there are some things that cannot be cured, that cannot be treated. Sometimes we must give our patients procedures, but we don´t know for 100 % if the patient can endure the procedure or treatment, but we have to do this procedure, because we haven´t found a better way, yet. There's also the question of whether there is a better way.”

“I know that. But I cannot get rid of the feeling that I am not doing enough. That I can do more. That I should have tried more,” I whispered. I had never felt so small in my entire life like I felt at that moment. The anxiety making me smaller and smaller, making me a small, pressurised ball ready to finally explode. My chest was hurting, I couldn´t lift the weight of the guilt I felt.

My friend opened her mouth, tried to say something, but then someone burst into my office.

“It´s Freya!”

Both of us got up from the floor, entering the doctor mode, and rushed to the room, where we were looking out for our patients. Freya has been here practically since her birth diagnosed with muscular dystrophy. We were giving her strong inhibitors, so she could experience a normal life as much as possible, since the owner didn´t want put her down. However, she wasn´t responding much to the inhibitors. She already had a high dosage (as much as we could give her), everybody had expected some improvement would finally show up like it was in the case of other patients with the same disease.

The improvement had never showed up. The disease was progressing rather fast. Still she remained a happy and curious foal. She easily crawled into our hearts.

We arrived at her box. She laid there breathing heavily. Not moving.

We quickly got to work.

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After hours of work, trying to make her cling to life, Freya was gone.

Another lost life to my list.

For the rest of the day everyone worked as best as they could, trying not to let sadness get to them. I contacted the owner, telling her the bad news. She arrived in an hour, and we handed her the foal for cremacy or burying. She arrived and left without a world, but I saw the resentment and accusations in her face.

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I worked until evening, some of my colleagues already left in the afternoon, other colleagues arrived for the night shift.

I changed my work clothes to civil – black turtleneck and dark blue jeans -, put on my backpack and left the clinic. I didn´t have a car. I always used public transport. But I wanted to be alone right now, so I decided for a walk. It will be a long and tiring walk. Normally I was lazy to walk for so long (and didn´t have any stamina for it), but tonight I wanted to punish myself.

After an hour of walk I reached the bridge. Another half an hour was ahead of me until I reach my lonely home, where nobody was waiting for me. I gave myself a break and stopped, leaning on the railings. I looked at the depth beneath me. Dark and cold river flowing, not caring what else she took with it. Never stopping. A constant in this world. A complete mindless part of this world, but as much important. I wanted to be like the river. I wanted a clear mind. I didn´t want to care about the rest of the world.

I looked at the sky and wished I could live without guilt, without fears, without failures. I wanted to come home and have somebody there, who will hold me as I break down and then put my pieces together. I wanted to live happily like the foal until the very end. I wanted to enjoy my life as I have before.

I closed my eyes and made the wish.

Then I came to my senses and laughed at my nativity. Wishes were for the kids. Happiness was for the lucky ones, the chosen ones. I wasn´t one of them. And I will never be. I continued my walk ignoring the passing cars.

Suddenly, there was a loud and urgent car horn behind me. I turned around and was blinded by hitlights. The horn still sounding. I put my arms in front of me in pathetic attempt to protect myself. And then everything got dark.

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I didn´t know where I was, I couldn´t open my eyes no matter how much I tried. My body wanted to give up to the unconsciousness. I was cold.

I heard someone´s footsteps approaching me. Somebody touched my neck and then I heard someone talking, but I heard them like I was under water. I couldn´t make up the words. Somebody moved my body, but I lost the battle and fell to the arms of unconsciousness.

[feysandfeels]

Isn’t it terribly inconvenient when you summon a demon from hell but instead of using the common protection vows to ensure your safety you use the wedding vows and essentially summon him to a wedding ceremony. Man, I hate it when that happens.

[thestoryarchives]

Filia - Euphemia

Thank you so much @steh-lar-uh-nuhs for the wonderful ask! I had so much fun writing more dad Wrath and mum Emilia, and I'm really loving experimenting to with a slightly older Euphemia and her tone/voice. I've finally found some time and worked through some writers block, so I'll be working on some requests and writing the next part of Clandestine Affairs, which should be up this week, if all goes to plan. Amongst them, I'll upload occasional headcannons between fics, so keep an eye out for those. Let me know what you think and send me any requests you have, but be sure to check the request guidelines first. They're linked here, and on my masterlist.

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TW: Anxiety, and some bullying being hinted at. Also, mild spoilers for a scene in KOTC, not a major plot spoiler but something that happened. As well as a mild spoiler about Edan if you haven't read totf.

Notes: Filia is Latin for Daughter.

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“Which do you prefer, your highness?”

Euphemia blinked, then met Sara’s gaze in the mirror. Behind her, her other attendants flitted about the room, grabbing shoes for her to try, and putting rejected dresses away. The only one paying any close attention to her was her head attendant, Sara, who smiled kindly at her, then gestured to the boxes on her dresser. Keeping her face carefully neutral, Euphemia glanced down at the boxes. 

The first held a gold necklace, in the shape of a snake with lavender eyes. The head and tail of the snake would lay flat against her collarbone, as if a serpent coiled itself around her, staring ahead, almost menacingly. The piece was striking, truly. Using amethysts for its eyes was an unexpected, but effective choice, if it wanted to capture attention. And the resemblance it bore to the design of her father’s house dagger would surely command attention. 

The second box held a thick, gothic lace choker with a thin, scalloped bead trim. This piece was a bit more understated, despite the elaborate design, but the pink diamond resting against the hollow of the throat was no less effective at drawing eyes to her. 

Her chest tightened as she glanced between the two boxes in front of her, while Sara stood patiently at her side. Her gaze, gentle as it was, had her heart pounding almost painfully against her ribs, the sound slowly beginning to echo in her ear. Sweat coated her palms and her stomach twisted itself into knots so tight, Euphemia was convinced that it intended to empty its non-existent contents onto the floor. 

“Well, princess?” Sara called again, trying to gently nudge her into a faster decision. 

“I-” 

“Are you almost ready?” 

Molten gold greeted her when she snapped her attention to the mirror. 

The princess barely noticed the attendants as they greeted her father, fixated on the mirror instead. Wrath leant against the doorframe, already dressed in a three piece. The jacket was black, as per usual, with a gold snake, weaving through the petals of rose gold flowers embroidered onto one of the lapels.  His waistcoat was also embroidered with the same snake pattern, though without any visible roses. She glimpsed the gold snake cufflinks on his sleeves, that matched perfectly with the golden crown on his head, and the snake pin on his black cravat, tied elegantly around the collar of his black shirt. 

“Well?” Wrath prompted again. 

“Almost, your majesty. We’re just waiting for her to pick a necklace, before adding the finishing touches.” 

Euphemia hums in agreement, forcing her eyes back down to the jewellery boxes. 

“Leave us.” 

She stiffened somewhat at the command in her father’s voice. The maids filed out without a single complaint, knowing better than to test the demon of war. Her father wasn’t cruel, per se. At the very least, not unnecessarily. However, was also The King of Hell, and he had a reputation to uphold. As a king, Wrath was fair, but ruthless. More so when his family was concerned. 

So, she took a breath. 

Let it out. 

And forced her body to relax. 

“Do you have any preference, little one?” 

Euphemia’s lips pursed together in a thin line, as she felt a tightness growing in her chest. Just looking at the two necklaces had her throat constricting, as if being squeezed. She squeezed her eyes shut, her loose hair bouncing, as she shook her downturned head.

“I suppose they do seem somewhat constrictive.” Wrath chuckled, then reached into his pocket. “Perhaps you’d prefer something like this?” 

Euphemia’s eyes snapped up at the light clinking of the chain and pendant being dangled in front of her. The gold disk spun slowly on the chain, reflecting light from the lamps hung around. Engraved in the very center of the disk was a dagger with a snake coiled around it, framed by tiny scratch- No. She squinted, bringing the pendant closer. 

H-help… Love… w-win- ward…

The princess huffed, as she struggled to translate the markings. All she could say for sure was that it was Latin, combined with magic runes, but they were all far more complex than the ones Celestia had taught her.

Just when she thought she’d been getting good at magic, she lamented to herself with a huff. Clearly, there was much more to study. 

Her father chuckled. 

“They’re protection spells.” He explained simply.

The princess glanced up at her father, taking in the gleam in his eyes. 

“Protection?”��

“Emilia worked hard, and even borrowed some books from Celestia to ensure they were as effective as possible.” Wrath grinned, then gently placed the pendant in her hand. 

She cocked her head to the side as she felt its weight, and traced her thumb over the engravings. The details were clear and sharp, while the piece itself was rather dainty. Euphemia stroked her thumb over the pendant once more, before clicking it open. A little squeak escaped as her breath hitched. Her movements stuttered for a moment too, and her pink eyes burned.

Engraved in the center of the pretty pendant, clear as the evening stars, was the beginning and end of every story she’d ever fallen in love with. Every tale Emilia would use to put her to bed at night. Every piece of fatherly advice Wrath had ever given her. Of the story her Uncles had told her, time and time again, founded on longing and desire, that grew into something magic could never recreate. Not truly.  

A tale of witches and spell locks. 

Of curses and missing memories. 

Of endurance, and sacrifice, and love. 

‘When all other avenues have failed you, remember that love is the most powerful magic of all.’ 

“You put magic in this?” 

Euphemia’s voice trembled, and her hands went stiff. The weight of the locket suddenly felt like a boulder in the palm of her hands. Her chest tightened to the point where she felt like it might squeeze her heart out, and her throat suddenly felt constricted again. The sensations had her eyes burning with tears that she knew would never fall. Even as she felt like she was choking. As she blinked away tears, and swallowed the lump in her throat. Even as the tightness- 

And then, she could breathe. 

The tightness in her chest began to loosen as well. It wasn’t noticeable, at least not at first, but with every breath she was now able to take, her limbs began to loosen up and her chest felt lighter. 

“Parts of the spell help to ease anxiety,” Wrath offered. “Not fully. But, we hoped that it would make this night as pleasant as possible.” 

Euphemia took another slow breath in, and paused. Some tightness remained. The pressure around her throat remained as well but it was… bearable. 

“I- Thank you. I love it.” I whispered, the locket clutched in her palms. 

“I’m glad. I’m sure Emilia will be too.” Wrath took a step towards her, and dropped a knee beside her vanity. His hand reached out, gently cupping her olive cheeks. “Now, do you feel better enough to share what’s got you so nervous?” 

“How-” 

Wrath met her question with a raised brow, before she could even let it all out. So, she sighed, letting her face sag gently against his palm. 

“It’s just… Do I have to go?” 

He blinked, then narrowed his eyes as he watched her wring her hands and bounce her knee. 

Her gaze shifted to the bottles of perfume scattered across her vanity, and locked onto the only unopened one. 

Wrath gently nudged her face back to him. 

“Do you… Is there a reason you don’t?” He asked carefully. 

Her eyes flickered back to the vanity. 

“It’s just, I don’t know if I should go,” She muses, forcing a smile as she begins to wave her arms. “I mean, I’m still young for a demon, much less a princess and we both know how debauched The Underworld is, even if it is here at House Wrath. So, maybe, you should take your own advice and let me sit this one out, since I-” 

“Euphemia.”

The princess stiffened at the tone, immediately falling silent. Her eyes slid back to him but the second she saw his expression, she let her shoulders slump, and brought her hands back to her lap. 

Wrath’s lips twitched up at the little pout. 

“Okaaay,” she sighed. “It’s just… Everyone thinks I’m weird.” 

Wrath’s brows furrowed, as Euphemia turned back to the mirror. 

“Weird?” 

“The only people who like me, in that ballroom, are you, mama, my uncles, my aunts, and I’m not even sure they all like me, and like, six others. Everyone else is just waiting for me to make a fool of myself. Which I know I will.” 

“How do you know they dislike you?” he asked. 

“How do you not? I’ve heard the whispers. The rumours. Not even aunt Adriana could silence them entirely, and from what I’ve heard, even uncle Gluttony was hesitant to try using her techniques,” She blew a stray lock of hair from her face. “Miss Val said Uncle asked her to clear his schedule for an entire week so he could dote on auntie. Partially out of adoration, and partially as a plea to convince her to never employ such methods against him.” 

A beat passed. 

Then two. 

Then the temperature dropped. 

When Wrath didn’t respond, Euphemia’s eyes fell to him. One hand was wrapped around the leg of her stool, frost creeping out from beneath his fingertips. The other gripped his pant leg, pulling the fabric so tight, she feared it might tear. His golden eyes blazed with barely restrained fury. She was sure that if he wasn’t in her room, he’d have iced the entire place by now. 

“Daddy?” His eyes snapped to hers. 

Slowly, wrath released his grip on both the stool and his leg, but the frost didn’t melt and the temperature didn’t rise. 

“Euphemia.” His voice is far more restrained than earlier. “You are my daughter. You are Emilia’s daughter. Our filia. Remember that.” 

“Daddy, I-” 

Wrath stood, and took the necklace from her hand. He gently nudged Euphemia to face her mirror, and moved behind her. 

“Filia,” he repeated, as he gently moved her hair to one side. “Do you know what happened when a member of this court chose to disrespect your mother?” 

Euphemia’s eyes snapped open, immediately locked on her father’s reflection. Wrath kept his gaze down as he fiddled with the clasp on her pendant. 

“They disrespected Mama?” She muttered. “But she’s a vengeance goddess! Had they lost their minds?!” 

Wrath chuckled at her disbelief. 

“I had even issued a warning beforehand, cautioning any demon in our court to keep your mother’s name off their tongue.” he mused. 

“Then this demon was even more foolish than I thought.” his daughter huffed.

Wrath didn’t need to look up to see Euphemia’s furrowed brows. 

“The demon was named Makaden and he decided, with his infinite wisdom, that he should try to get a rise out of your mother, by debasing her in public,” Wrath’s teeth flashed in the mirror. “It was clear that he hated her, and I suppose he decided that, regardless of my warning, I’d be more likely to side with a member of my own court, as opposed to a vengeance goddess, who many blamed for the incident six years prior.” 

Euphemia felt him drop the clasp against her neck. He ran his calloused fingers through her silvery locks, as he pulled them back over her shoulder. 

Her face pinched, and she raised her fingers to her chin. Wrath watched her curl her pointer finger into a hook, and bring it to her mouth. Her teeth gently scraped against the joint, as her brows furrowed further. 

“The more you describe him, the dumber he sounds,” she mused, and Wrath smiled. He watched as she replayed his words in her head, over and over again. “Still though, to disobey the King seems to be taking it a bit far.” 

“Not all people have methods behind their madness, filia,” he reminded. “In some cases, a fool is just a fool.” 

Her shoulders slumped, and she nodded. 

“Maybe. But,” her eyes drifted to her mirror, “why are you telling me this?” 

Wrath met her gaze in the mirror, gold eyes flashing in warning. 

Not to her. Never to her. 

“No sooner had the vile words left his mouth, I made good on my promise by ripping out the lord’s tongue, and leaving it impaled at the table.” Euphemia giggled at the hint of pride in his tone, and the upward twitch of his lips. The sound had his gaze softening, ever so slightly. “I have no patience for senseless gossip, or impossible rumours. Especially when they concern my filia. Should any more circulate tonight, I will happily tear out the tongues, and perhaps even the throats, of all those responsible. ” 

Her lips part slightly. 

“If they’re from other houses-” 

“My brothers would be in agreement with this action.”

Euphemia’s mouth fell open again, but quickly shut when she’s unable to get a sound out. She repeated this twice more, as Wrath reached for the crown on her vanity. It was dainty, with gold branches, encrusted white diamonds, winding around evenly spaced, rounded pink gems. Smaller gems were placed at the peak of each slope, like tiny flowers, propped up by diamond coated vines. Without a word, he placed it on her head, and pinned it up, careful to keep the hairpins hidden beneath the delicate, twisted braids holding half of her hair up. 

“That doesn’t change the fact that I’ll be the subject of snickering and mockery all night. Even if you punish all of them, it would hardly be enjoyable, so why bother?” 

He walked around the stool and gently pulled her up.

“Your uncles will all be there. Your aunts will be there. Emilia, and I will be there. Everyone you love will be there,” he assured. “You will laugh with us, dance with us, eat with us, and any snickers and mockery will be the farthest things from your mind.” He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her temple. 

“Wait, they’re all coming? Even Uncle Pride, and Aunt Lucia? And Uncle Sloth? He doesn’t even like formalities!” 

“It’s your first ball. One in your honor, and yours alone, my filia. They wouldn’t dare miss it.” Wrath offered her his arm. “Your Aunt Camilla has been talking about painting the occasion for you, and even helped your mother pick all of the themes and decorations. She insisted that everything had to be set up perfectly.” 

“Really?” 

“Really,” Wrath chuckled. “My brothers and I managed to finish up all of our business, despite many setbacks, mostly from Lust and Greed, long before your mother and aunt finished planning out this party.” 

A snort escaped her at the thought. 

“You got through the whole meeting, with all my Uncles, before Mama and Aunt Camilla were done? How long did they take?” 

“Long enough for my brothers to begin placing bets, and for Envy to decide to make himself comfortable and just stay the night.” He sighed. 

Another laugh escaped her. 

“Is that the night Mama tried to teach me and Aunt Camilla to make Cannolis?” 

“You mean the night she taught you to destroy the kitchen and traumatise our staff.” Wrath huffed. 

“We didn’t destroy it. Just redecorated.” 

Before she knew it, Wrath had led her to the entry of the ballroom, where Emilia waited. Her rose gold gown glided across the tiled floors, as she ran to her husband and twelve year old. 

“You’re late.” She chided Wrath with a smack to his arm, to which he just chuckled, before she turned to her daughter. “And you look absolutely radiant, my lovely.” 

Emilia took in her pink ball gown. The bodice was a sweetheart, illusion neckline, with long mesh sleeves. Flowery lace spread across the bodice, sleeves, and extended down to the skirt too, with each bit of leaf and flora decorated with tiny black crystals. 

As Emilia stroked her hair, and cooed over the dress, Euphemia felt her stomach begin to twist again. Even as her new pendant soothed most of her anxiety, she still felt a tightness in her chest as her mouth began to dry. 

“Euphemia.” 

She snapped her head towards her father. 

“Focus on us. On your family.” He soothed, offering her his elbow once more.

“Tonight will be wonderful, Euphy. You’ll see.” Emilia assured, taking her free hand. 

With each step, the sound of music and laughter became clearer, albeit still muffled by the large doors carved from bone. Before she knew it, the only music she heard was their creaking ringing in her ears, as light shone from large chandeliers. 

She barely heard the herald announce them, her chest tightening when she saw the size of the crowd. She felt several sets of eyes lock on her, some more interested in the locks of silver that flowed down her back than anything else.

“Tonight marks my daughter, Princess Euphemia’s, first-” 

Wrath’s address faded into the background, as her heart began to beat wildly in her ears and her throat began to close. She felt the pendant’s magic sooth her over and over, each time her nerves began to rise, but it did nothing to block gazes seering into her. Like they were-

Her eyes darted to Emilia, who gave her hand a firm squeeze. She followed the direction her mother nudged her thumb towards, and met a pair of deep, charcoal eyes. 

Uncle Lust leaned against a wall near the exit, nursing what seemed to be a glass of Demonberry wine, and beside him, Uncle Envy stood with his dark and sinful. Both demons gave her wide grins, that soothed some of the tension. 

Near them, Aunt Camilla had set up an easel, stool and box of paints. Bunny seemed content rolling across the floor beside her. Her aunt met her gaze, and gestured to her lips before they spread into a wide grin. Euphemia laughed softly at the reminder, as Emilia gave another, more gentle squeeze.

Uncle Greed and Uncle Pride stood near the stairs, a group of women draping themselves all over them. But the two princes' eyes remained firmly on their niece, even as Wrath continued to speak. 

Uncle Gluttony was standing beside Adriana, who was scanning the crowd and jotting things down in a journal. She noticed Edan, Adriana’s sister, as well, as scanning the crowd with Vanity, her lover, while occasionally whispering more information for Adriana to jot down. 

After scanning the ballroom a couple of times, she finally noticed Uncle Sloth on one of the balconies. He held a book in one hand, and waved lazily with the other. Beside him, she noticed a small plate of snacks that had her snickering. 

The sudden applause from the guests had her jumping, but the smile Wrath sent her way only brought a brighter grin to her face. As the guests began breaking off, ready to go back to enjoying the party, the weight of their stares never really left. But her chest still felt lighter, and as her family began to approach, she found that she barely noticed the stares. For now. 

With a twitch of her lips, she let out a soft whisper, just enough that only those beside her could hear. 

“Daddy. Mama?” 

Their eyes dropped to her immediately, the approaching guest forgotten. 

“Yes, Filia?” 

Euphemia turned to them both, a smile gracing her lips. 

“Thank you.” 

“Always, Filia.” Wrath offered. 

He reached for her head, ready to ruffle her hair until she was whining petulantly for him to stop, but before he could, Emilia dropped to her knees. She pulled  her daughter to her chest, holding her tightly. 

“Of course, my love. This is your first ball, it’s a momentous occasion. One that you should enjoy to the fullest.” 

“Hear that little devil?” Euphemia whipped her head to see Uncle Gluttony striding over, hands in his pocket. “Tonight you can gorge yourself on as many sweets as you want.” 

“I never said-” 

“Let’s go before Lust absconds with them,” Gluttony gave a toothy grin, before scooping her up and disappearing into the crowd. 

Over his shoulder, Euphemia could see her mother scowling at her Uncle, while her father merely chuckled at their antics. She was sure he heard him muttering something about Gluttony being the one more likely to abscond with the sugar.

“We can have all the sweets, right?” she asked sweetly. 

“Then we’ll dance until the sun comes up, little devil. Tonight's a night meant for enjoyment. So indulge as much as you like.” 

A bright laugh bubbled from her chest, and escaped before she could stop it. 

“The best night ever!” she agreed.

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if kotw/kotc/(kotf) was a netflix show or movie playlist with explanations

here is my playlist for if Kingdom of the Wicked & Kingdom of the Cursed (and eventually Kingdom of the Feared) by Kerri Maniscalco was a fantasy romance tv drama, like TVD meets Bridgerton vibes or a movie. Songs 1-38* are KOTW, and the rest (so far) are KOTC. It's a big mix of genres such as alt/indie, folk, some blues, some rock, pop, some R&B, and Vitamin String Quartet covers lol.

More of the "popular" genres and songs begin in the KOTC part of the playlist (song 39* and on)

I hope you like my explanations below

*NOTE: numbering subject to change bc playlists are always ever-evolving :')

Stolen Roses by Karen Elson - gives me italian kingdom, introducing childhood Emilia & Vittoria vibez.

Ninna Ninna (Lullaby) - 8-year-old twins with Nonna

Italian Folk Music Serenade - instrumental intro to Sicily

Sisters of the Moon by Fleetwood Mac - meet the 18-year-olds

Angelboy by Lucian and Jade Alice - Emilia crushing on Antonio like a FEWL (fool).

Cockeye's Song - a scary, dramatic, yet somehow romantic sounding ? instrumental; KOTW summoning/meeting Wrath. Like 1:22 feels like the wind is blowing and they make eye contact for the first time and it being *sparkle sparkle* dEsTinY.

NOT A GOOD MAN WALKING by Liam St. John - Enter/Meet Wrath

The Devil is a Gentleman by Merci Raines - just a Wrath type of song

Met Him Last Night by Demi Lovato & Ariana Grande - self-explanatory

Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey - I know this song is about LDR's ex-bf that died, but this song reminds me of Emilia mourning Vittoria

No Blood from a Stone by Shawn James - Meet Greed & Envy

The Ghost of You (by MCR) but VSQ cover - instrumental; Viperidae. This song is just heartbreaking about loss, so knowing what we know now about Wrath always having known Emilia (and possibly being in love with her, whoever she was in her past)... part of me is like, well of course he would save her. He couldn't lose her again. cries.

Black Water Lilies by AURORA - Wrath marks Emilia, she thinks she's "reborn"

Thank You for the Venom (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; she's not exactly grateful he saved her life LOL

Ghost (You Don't Know My Name) by Shawn James - Wrath & Emilia meet Antonio in the monastery

What He Don't Know by Anarbor - a potentially jealous Wrath???

Running with Wolves by AURORA - super popular song; Emilia seeking info, learning stuff from Salvatore

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE by Måneskin - kicking ass vibez

Holy Water by Freya Ridings - continued kicking monsters ass vibez

Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood by Lana Del Rey - Emilia's character getting darker // when she uses dark magic to make the messenger forget. "I'm just a soul whose intentions are good"

Motive by Ariana Grande & Doja Cat - Emilia questioning Wrath's intentions/motives throughout the whole dang book LOL, but esp after hearing from Anir about the marriage bond

Heathens by AURORA - the Lust dance

Like a Stone by Shawn James - mourning vibez, the emptiness; also side note - oh god if we're going by the reincarnation theory that Emilia is the reincarnated version of SOMEONE Wrath was in love with and they were cursed for her to not remember him~~~ oh man oh man, my heart hurts listening to this song while imagining him just waiting by her side. ALEXA PLAY WAIT FOR ME FROM HADESTOWN,,, and oh oh oh if we get more backstory of that, then I would totes put Orpheus by Shawn James as well. yes there's a lot of Shawn James and AURORA songs in here, they've got the spooky vibez y'all.

All is Soft Inside by AURORA - the bath (I just realized there's a bunch of bath scenes in KOTW and KOTC, but you know what I mean)

Better by Pink Sweat$ & KIRBY - Emilia & Wrath bonding at the big palace house thing

Alone With You by Alina Baraz - playing scopa, eating cannolis

A Dangerous Thing by AURORA - just a wrathemilia type of song; internal conflict of feelings

Mad woman by Taylor Swift - more Emilia vibez, Claudia being lowkey collateral damage sadly

Burn the Witch by Shawn James - more witches are dying, Emilia's family threatened by Envy, all things kinda going to shit but not losing hope

Through the Eyes of a Child by AURORA - disillusionment

MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT by Elley Duhé - ooo da make out song

Devil's Backbone by The Civil Wars - Emilia falling for but also denying how she feels toward Wrath; olive branch ring; transition vibez back toward chaos

Fuck Em Only We Know by BANKS - Emilia sad after Wrath sacrifices himself, and she tries to re-summon him and she's sad when he doesn't come bc he was too injured :(

Female Energy, Part 2 by WILLOW - also such a super popular song; just after-sacrifice vibez. This song was hard to place because Emilia's "finding truth" throughout both books, but KOTC has darker vibes than this song has. This song , with the whole "I am human, I am woman" theme and peaceful guitar strumming just fits more with the uncertainty of KOTW for me.

Churchyard by AURORA - Emilia finds out Antonio is a hoe I mean a murderer

Soulless Creatures by AURORA - before she leaves

All the good girls go to hell by billie eilish - it would be a crime if i did not include this song... even though it's about climate change LOL uh, ending events of KOTW, Emilia signing her soul to Pride.

okay this is where the vibez in the playlist transition. Less of the indie folk pop-ish (there still will be), and more R&B, alt/indie-pop to reflect the sassy shift in hell. There is also a lot more of Vitamin String Quartet to reflect the classiness in Hell... like Bridgerton hehe.

Devil Devil by MILCK - the irony. She thinks she's going to Pride, but oooo girl just u WAIT !

Another Day in Purgatory by Merci Raines - START OF KOTC!!! PROLOGUE/PROPHECY vibez

Pomegranate Seeds by Julian Moon - Welcome to hell vibez / if KOTC was a movie (or lets say KOTW was season 1 in my imaginary TV show, and KOTC is season 2 LOL), this would be the intro credits.

You Don't Own Me by SAYGRACE & G-Eazy - more intro vibez AND I think it would just be funny/ironic bc Emilia thinks she belongs to Pride and keeps referencing him as "the devil" and she's sassing Wrath and Wrath is probably just like rofl/lmao-ing/"you-fucking-beautiful-idiot" in his head

Gods & Monsters by Lana Del Rey - another popular choice; SIN CORRIDOR

Orient Express by Italian Orchestra - Instrumental; hypothermia.

Only In My Dreams by The Marias - Wrath nursing Emilia back to health

Fell in Love with a Girl (VSQ cover) - Welcome to House of Wrath Instrumental vibez

Do I Wanna Know (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; libraries, snooping, enchanted skull vibez

Greedy by Ariana Grande - Emilia just being hot before the dinner.

I'm a Sucker for a Liar in a Red Dress by Adam Jensen - Wrath seeing Emilia before the dinner

Hotter than Hell by dula peep Dua Lipa - make out song before dinner LOL

You should see me in a crown by billie eilish - presentation of Emilia to nobility

Bad Habits (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; just dinner vibez idk

Into You by Ariana Grande - during the dinner touches hehehe

Necessary Evil by Nikki Yanofsky - just transition vibez

Bad guy (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; Emilia vs. the pig Makaden or however you spell his name

Doubt It by The Amazons - this song just made me think if Emilia was experiencing internal conflict over her upbringing and where she's at now

Dangerous Woman by Ariana Grande - Crescent Shallows <3

Afterlife by Hailee Steinfeld - Crescent Shallows and after, when Wrath reveals they are eNgÁgEd

Move Your Body by Karra - Emilia has a memory vision of some girl gettin' frreeaakkayy with Wrath (though she doesn't necessarily know its him)

Through the Valley by Shawn James - if there was a backstory song about like Wrath / Emilia with Envy in the library / art thing, The Fallen

Misery Business (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; going back to House of Wrath from House of Envy, meeting that snobby irrelevant girl in the carriage

The Forbidden Fruits of Eden by AURORA - just transition vibez

Our Lady of Sorrows (VSQ cover) - House Envy vibez/ "hello little thief" in the garden vibez

Your Power by billie eilish - Emilia's first training for Gluttony's party that was highkey icky yet somehow necessary I guess

Soul mate by flora cash - ok after he apologized for the ick training - this is for the brief moment where he helps her learn to dance, also just pls listen to this song with the context that wrathemilia were always meant to be and just ~cry~

Cross My Heart I Hope U Die by Meg Smith - Emilia being like wtf y is Antonio doing sabbatical over here, gtfo, what is this a hotel omg

Back to Black (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; just transition vibez

Cake by Melanie Martinez - training for Gluttony

Bad Decisions by Ariana Grande - more training for Gluttony / planning "revenge" on Wrath vibez

...baby one more time by The Marias - same as above, but it turns into the memory

This Is What It Feels Like by BANKS - the memory vision

She's the One by Mount Tyrant - also memory vision; just listen with context that wrathemilia are soulmates again <3

INFERNO by Sub Urban and Bella Poarch - I just imagine this song for a badass entrance of Emilia in her crushed red velvet gown before Gluttony's party vibez

F*ck Me & Feed Me by Rendezvous At Two - literally walking into Gluttony's house and seeing... all that.

Seven Devils by Florence + The Machine - I WOULD BE A FOOOOOL if I didn't include this song. Meet the brothers.

High Enough by K. Flay - Emilia wondering why Wrath didn't come to see her the first night of Gluttony's party / her wondering if he's seeing someone else

Stampede by Lindsey Stirling - Instrumental; Emilia riding out on Tanzie and getting caught vibez

My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (VSQ cover) - instrumental; getting caught, jailed, and then freed by "some" dude

Wicked Games (VSQ cover) - instrumental; Gluttony masquerade vibez

Dancing with the Devil by Demi Lovato - pretty self explanatory

All My Girls Like to Fight by Hope Tala - THIS IS MY FAVE song in this playlist. There was an interview where the artist said she "wanted to portray women as having strength and agency in the narrative" and oof I just love this as like a tango song if Pride and Emilia were dancing to a tango and she's a badass.

What it means to be a girl by EMELINE - this song just gives me ANY house vibez but I think especially at Gluttony's party when Emilia's among all the boiz (except sloth? poor sloth. the disrespect) and it just reminds me of Emilia really trying her best to keep up with them and/or outsmart them (particularly, Pride at the moment)

If You Let Me by Alina Baraz - tryst vibez hehehe

More than Enough by Alina Baraz - same as above

Give You What You Like by Avril Lavigne - it makes me sad that this song would match bc its about two lonely people looking for intimacy & companionship. Yet, it kind of does match. Emilia ultimately does kind of use Wrath in this moment (the tryst).

I Want You To Stay by Victor Lundberg & Matt Bloyd - Wrath asks her if she's ready to choose him but then she frickin' drugs him.

MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name) (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; Emilia going to the Cursed Tree to learn the truth about Wrath; transition vibez

Power by Isak Danielson - Wrath being a sad boi in the kitchen after Emilia frickin' drugged him to find out the truth about him which is kind of excessive but welp

I Fell in Love with the Devil by Avril Lavigne - when Emilia breaks the leaf and Wrath holds onto her, afraid she's going to be destroyed

Call Out My Name by The Weeknd - Wrath hurt, Emilia highkey judging him for being the devil

Murder Song (5,4,3,2,1) by AURORA - just aftermath type of song; I just think this song relates well to Wrath and his decision making. He would do dark things for what is just and to protect Emilia, etc.

Devil's Resting Place by Laura Marling - Emilia riding Tanzie and learning all she can about stuff vibez

Centuries (VSQ cover) - Instrumental; putting puzzle pieces together bc of Celestia

The Devil's Daughters by Shawn James - Ending of KOTC, seeing Vittoria and she's SUS vibez. Emilia running back to Wrath's castle. Also my inclusion/reintroduction of Shawn James songs (more folk/rock) which I featured more in the beginning of the playlist for KOTW rather than KOTC is my attempt at nodding back to the vibes of KOTW now that Vittoria is "back".

No One Knows by Shawn James - oooo what's gonna happen next

Warrior by AURORA - Emilia turning point where she's like "I don't care who started it now, everyones been fucking lying to me and i'm pISSED" alternatively "I don't care who started it but i'm fuckign ENDING IT" vibez

Lilith by Ellise - So yeah, Vittoria is SUS / Emilia is REALLY coming into her Reputation era but my gurl is not basic

VILLAIN by K/DA, Madison Beer & Kim Petras - More pissed off vibez. okay... if any of you read the KOTF first chapter excerpt... I would save this song for that actually.

Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land by MARINA - my other FAVE song in this playlist, its just badass emilia concluding vibez

Sometimes by Ariana Grande - Emilia realizing Wrath's been there the entire time and she needs him to help her with her emotions/rage, etc <3

Loving You by Rendezvous At Two - "then I suggest coming to bed, your majesty" AKDJFKLDSJFKL omg im sweating

Past Lives by BØRNS - ending credits type of song

Hate You + Love You by Cheat Codes, AJ Mitchell - more ending credits LOL (you know how like when watch a movie too long and there's more credits songs, and eventually its just awkwardly quiet)

Fairytale by Alexander Rybak - BONUS SONG - did anyone read the Wrath POV chapters???? well, this song is dedicated to the sister i'm assuming the devil fell in love with *wink winK*

DARKSIDE by Neoni - Kingdom of the Feared !

[witching-by-the-willow]

Niki, bestie how do you feel about the reincarnation/lost memories theories? I honestly don’t know what to think, especially concerning Wrath, like I just cannot imagine him keeping such a big secret from her unless that’s part of the curse as well 😬 what do you think?

Bea, HI! ❤

I feel like the reincarnation theory is going to play out. And I actually quite like it! (As of now, I think Emilia is the reincarnation of Celestia's cursed daughter aka/or the woman depicted in the statue. I wrote more about it in this post. But I'm honestly still trying to make sense of it and might change my mind there. 😅)

For Wrath, I definitely think the curse or whatever prophecy is at work prevents him from being able to tell her about it, so he does not have choice in telling her. It looks like he is trying to put her in the direction of finding out, though. (The key, the grimoire, the small look of approval at the end), etc. I too cannot see him keeping this secret from her, especially after chapter 33 when she told him to stop omitting things and he told her a lot of stuff. So I believe he wants her to find out, but he physically can't tell her directly.

Now, as for the reincarnation, I honestly love the concept of Wrath and Emilia having a forbidden love that ended with both of them being cursed, but then they find their way back to each other in another form, but because of the curse, neither of them remember anything they had. And then there are all these visions that make no sense until the dramatic oh moment.

And another thing is that in the prologue, La Prima cursed Wrath to ~forget all but his hatred~ and in KOTW, during Claudia's scrying, she says "He wishes to remember but only forgets"...so, there might be a chance that he forgot every good thing they shared and now while he can recognise her (as implied by the bonus chapters), all that remains is their animosity. And Emilia seems to remember nothing.

If that happens, then we could be getting past forbidden lovers-to-enemies in this life-to-reluctant allies-to-betreyal-to-worse enemies-to-lovers.

My god, this could be an epic love story. 🤡

As cheesy as it might be, I feel like Nonna saying love is the most powerful magic would play some part in overcoming this memory block they have. Maybe as they fall in love, the forgetting part of their curse weakens.

Kerri needs to give us book 3 already. 😩🤲

[emmafreakecreations]

for some reason while reading KOTW and KOTC I kept imagining Envy to look and sound like Zack from Wild Kratts

[princeofsinweek]

Day 5: Gluttony/Champagne Fountains

Can't belive it is already time for Day 6! I hope everyone has enjoyed Prince of Sin Week! Another is definitely in the works for next year! Really enjoyed all the content for the Prince of Gluttony's day. With Throne of Secrets coming out in October, I can't wait to see all the new content for Prince Gluttony!

Header by @afandomangel

Moodboards

Day 5, "Champagne Fountain." by @badomenwhump

Fics

Indulge in you - Gluttony x Reader by @litnerdwrites

No Rest For The Wicked - Prince Gluttony x Actor!Reader by @afandomangel

To Us - Prince Gluttony x OC!Helena by @afandomangel