#s: seraph of the end

[valtsv]

Hello! I am terribly sorry to bother you but you have made a post about fallen angels as a metaphor for freedom and the idea crawled into my ribcage and festered into a poem, and I wanted to show it to you:

The speech of a suspicious individual spotted near the gates of the silver city, as attested by two seraphims and a nice old lady selling apples

Hello, have you considered falling? 

They say it's like flying but easier: of course they'd say that. Haven't tried either since the making of time. 

You there, sir with a thousand arms, what is your opinion on harps? On Valentine's cards with sweet little children with soft white wings? Do you remember what your face looks like? Did you have a face? 

On one of your deeds, great and terrible and not really yours, have you considered going off script? In your perfection, no mark of the passing eons on your pristine self, have you lived for a few minutes, sneaked somewhere in eternity a quiet evening and a cup of tea? 

Leave your halo on the coat rack, flaming sword in the umbrella stand - it might help with the migraine. If you were so far from Valentine's-card perfect you could never go back, what would you be? Speaking for yourself, would you find a voice? 

They wrote in their big old book that falling is a sort of hubris: they're so sure that makes it true.

In the mess of the universe it's okay fuck it all up, means you're living some. As old the platitude goes, be not afraid. 

i have no idea what i did to be worthy of personally receiving this when all i do is make pretentious philosophical and literary analysis posts on the internet sometimes, but thank you. this is a lovely poem and i'm going to keep it folded up in my pocket to take out when i need it again.

[generalmoony]

This scene tho

[urdgealesisbaby]

what kind of piercings do you think OnS characters would have? It can be any characters honestly, I just had this thought randomly and wanted to see other people's opinions

Hello! Indeed a very curious request!

Types of piercings they would have

Rigr Stafford(Saito)

-Definetely industrial piercing

-and maybe septum?(not sure though)

Ferid Bathory

-nipple piercings

-on BOTH of his nipples

Crowley Eusford

-nostril/high nostril

-or nasallang

Guren Ichinose

-standard lobe,orbital,upper lobe

-almost all of the ear piercings without industrial

Mika

-septum and maybe something in the ear

Urd  Geales

-he already has some beautiful  piercings on his ear

-maybe venom tongue piercing

Ky Luc

-definetely smiley mouth piercing

Krul Tepes

-some ear stuff including industrial

Mahiru Hiiragi

-maybe a belly piercing?

-also some ear stuff,nothing crazy

Shinoa Hiiragi

-maybe tongue but I'm not too sure

Lacus Welt

-some freaky shit

-also nipple,but only one nipple

Yuu

-basic,I don't think he would get any piercings

-just a septum maybe to match w Mika

Thanks for the request!

[nono-uwu]

All the male ons characters spent their time off-screen mewing non stop, hence the sharp ass jawlines

[mxhirus]

hey so actually i think shinoa is silly af and i wanted to draw her so heres a banger drawing of queenoa

loosely inspired by @nono-uwu's sketches and @yuukiyuunairumafan's cosplay

[autistic-katara]

if i see another person say “seraphims” im going to kill myself

[urds-lover]

˚୨୧˚⊹YAN RENÉ SIMM X S/O⊹˚୨୧˚

S/O has hated René from the first time she saw him, viewing him as the embodiment of her nightmares. But can she truly escape the vampire who has fallen for her, even with a heart that is dead? Their dynamic forces her to confront the complexities of love and hatred in a world where darkness reigns.

In the dim light of the abandoned warehouse, the air was thick with tension. S/O pushed René away, their voice icy and sharp. "Stop fucking touching me."

René smirked, unfazed by the hostility. "That's like asking me to cut my own fucking heart"

"Your heart is dead René." S/O shot back.

René took a step closer, stubbornness in his gaze."And it started beating when I met you for the first time "

"Spare me your bullshit" S/O retorted, anger bubbling beneath the surface. "I'm not some light to save you from the darkness"

"Why do you keep pushing me away?" René demanded, his tone low and insistent.

"You think I don't know how you feel? You wanted to be a part of this"

"I wanted nothing to do with you" S/O snapped, fist clenching at their sides "I can't stand you"

In a moment of reckless impulse, S/O grabbed René's spear, pointing it toward themselves, the cold metal gleams ominously in the moonlight, a symbol of their turmoil.

"Put it down!" René shouted, panic threading through his voice.

"Maybe this is the only way to escape you" S/O spat, venom lacing their words

"Slap me, punch me, kick me, kill me but don't fucking point my weapon at yourself"

René's voice was a mix of desperation and fury, his heart racing.

S/O hesitated "You don't get to decide what I do"

"I get to decide that you're not throwing your life away"

He stepped forward, "You're everything I thought I could never have"

Trembling, S/O lowered the weapon, their anger slowly melting into something more vulnerable "I hate you"

"Then stay and fight that hate" René urged

In that moment,surrounded by shadows, they both understood that their battle was far from over. Two souls locked in a struggle, torn between hatred and the undeniable pull of something deeper — a heartbeat of hope which refused to fade.

[cyan3528]

Hey guys how do I make friends on this hellsite in desperate need

In the tags are things I can and will talk about (pls dm)

[heaven-s-black-box]

You + Me= ?- Ferid x GN! Reader

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Recovery date: March 1st, 2021

Description: "I don't think I've ever met someone who hasn't looked at a math book and said, "Fuck me."

Notes: Recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher.

Word count: 547

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Y/N groaned and pushed their hair back. They’d been sitting in the library for hours trying, and failing to do homework. Due to their horrible procrastination they had left all their homework to Sunday night. So instead of being curled up in bed scrolling through social media or watching anime, they were sitting in the library… scrolling through Instagram.

Their scrolling was interrupted by a notification dropping down. It was a text from their… they wouldn’t really call him a friend, maybe acquaintance Feird. Y/N rolled their eyes and opened the messenger.  Normally they’d ignore him, nothing good usually came out of talking to him, but they really didn’t want to do their homework.

Rat Bastard 5:59 p.m What are you up too 6:00 p.m What do you care Rat Bastard 6:00 p.m Bored Got a date?;) Who’s like lucky guy

Y/N rolled their eyes, a common occurrence when talking with Ferid. Of course Feird would message them when he was bored. Next to Mika they were his favorite person to annoy. And Mika now had a boyfriend so Feird had taken to picking on them for being alone. Which was even more annoying because they wouldn’t be alone if Yuu and Mika hadn’t ended up dating each other. Not that they weren’t happy for them but it often left them alone and vulnerable to Ferid.

6:03 p.m Ya I do  What’s it to you Rat Bastard 6:04 Oh who’s the guy 6:04 It’s a study date With my math book I figured I’d go out with someone who has equal appeal :) Rat Bastard 6:10 p.m Well,

From behind them a hand caged Y/N in and the person lead over them saying, “I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who hasn’t looked at a math book and said ‘Fuck me’.”

Y/N jumped and almost screamed before realizing it was Feird leaning over them. They reached up and pulled out their ear buds. They scowled up at him and opened their mouth to tell him off. Their words died in their mouth though as Faired leaned down and kissed them. Before they could close their eyes he pulled away and Y/N scowled.

“So, would you like a hand?” He stood up and pulled out the chair beside them and leaned in, “Or should we just get straight to the fucking?”

At that Y/N turned bright red and face planted into their book. Feird immediately started snickering and leaned back. Y/N was so lost in embarrassment that they didn’t notice Feird pulled their book out from under them until they hit the table.

“What the hell?” they whisper yelled.

“So, where are you stuck?” he asked like nothing had happened.

“Why do you care?” they scowled.

“I’m guessing you haven’t had dinner,” he said “ So, the sooner you finish, the sooner I can take you out for dinner.”

“Are you asking me on a date?”

He looked up from their math book and smiled. He didn’t answer their question but that was the most sincere they’ve ever seen him smile. Taking their math book back, Y/n pointed to a question. Pushing over their notebook they smiled slightly.

“Here.”

[manga-screencaps]

Owari no Seraph

Chapter 61: Who's More Bored?

[fevercode]

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ ( Horn & Chess ! )

𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. | @deathfavor

Sitting still was certainly not Chess’ strong suit. She gives a pout, puffing out her cheeks and crossing arms over her chest as she allows Horn to attempt to fix the rats nest that has become her hair.

“Ow! Stop pulling!” She complains, yanking away for probably the tenth time. “I said fix my hair not pull it out!” Her tone borders a wine, not exactly presentable for her progenitor status but that was the least of her childish tendencies.

[ascalonianlightbringer]

Now that Gwen is 80, I've gone through the ... uh, level 10 personal story. She's from the streets (where Althea is an aristocrat) and it's probably the most compelling of the starting human storylines for me.

Gwen is a former street kid (implied to be an ex-bandit) who got out at some point, but was still trying to help her old friends. But when push came to shove, she decided that she couldn't let innocent civilians get killed to protect a bandit friend who refused to make better choices even when given the opportunity. So when given the choice, she elected to leave him "safely" in hiding to go save the city, and he got discovered by the bandit leader and brutally killed.

She was horrified and grief-stricken, so she and Logan plotted together to avenge her friend through, uh, extrajudicial murder. The plan worked like a charm and that's the happy ending, I guess. One less crime lord on the streets of Divinity's Reach! I figure Logan and Anise owe Gwen a favor and could shell out for a mourning outfit.

[chris-prank]

Ya i need to punish Dr. Seraph for ruining my plans/ripping my hero suit. Clothes are very expensive these days :(

So we tear his off and pound into him :3 !! ^^ ❤️❤️💯💯😍😍🔥🔥

Sub Yandere villain sidekick x Top GN hero reader

CW: NSFW, doggy style, top reader and slight teasing

So I got carried away and ended up writing around 1K words of smut…

Just like last time the reader is GN, it’s vague enough so you can choose if the reader has a dick or a strap-on.

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“Do you know how much it costs to make a superhero suit? And don’t even get me started on the anonymous fees!”

Real frustration could be heard in your voice as the unpleasant memories of dealing with your supplier came to mind. But you swiftly chased them away to focus back on the man tied up under you.

“I’m s-sorry, if I k-knew I would ha—”

You placed your finger on his lips, shutting him up immediately.

“I don’t want shallow excuses or explanations, I want you to repay me properly.”

Dr. Seraph looked up at you with confusion. He knew what your intentions were, you had made them abundantly clear, yet he couldn’t connect the dots. How is him being tied up with bondage tape directly related to destroying your suits? Furthermore, he was wondering why you even had bondage tape in the first place! The mad scientist wasn’t complaining of course, but it’s not like it was efficient to apprehend criminals in any way, except…

You must have brought it with you just for this specific outcome! That’s it! You had planned on taking him for yourself! Oh, how quickly he convinced himself this was the truth and how flattered he was about it. And no matter how insane this conclusion was, he was indeed right.

He waited for you to take your finger off him to ask for clarification, but before he could open his mouth you effortlessly flipped him on his stomach, making the man yelp. You weren’t finished as you grabbed his hips, pressing his backside against your pelvis. That was enough to make this genius's brain go blank. He was already turned on by the predicament he had found himself in, but now a primitive desire had taken over any sense of logic he still possessed.

“Since you seem to love ruining my superhero suits, I think it's time for me to do the same with your uniform. That's the only punishment I’ll accept.” You caress his waist back and forth before adding, “I’m sure you’re fine with that, right?”

“Mm..y-yes.” He responded with a feeble voice.

You smiled to yourself, happy that he was so responsive. You took a handful of the fabric in your fist and pulled. His pants ripped apart like paper, making you feel like you were unwrapping a birthday gift. You tore until every inch of his private parts was exposed. The man gasped at this vulgar sight and buried his head back into the pillow.

You, on the contrary, admired your work. In this position, Vincent had the most perfect arched back and his ruined pants gave him a particular disheveled look. Soon enough, you had taken off your suit from the waist down, tossing it to the side without a care. A rush of excitement came to you when you felt Dr. Seraph pressing himself against your groin while letting out subtle whimpers.

You grope both of his ass cheeks as a response, before spreading them apart. With precise movements, you poured lubricant on top of it and prevented it from leaking all the way down by spreading it on his asshole. You stopped and instead rubbed your tip against his entrance to make it wet as well. After you were done, It was slightly glistening in the dim light of the room. By now, his noises had gotten louder, his legs trembling in anticipation.

“Are you ready Vincent?”

Hearing you say his real name made his cock and hole twitch.

“P-please, p-put it in.” He whined, impatience filling his voice.

He had already put aside the fact that this was supposed to be a punishment. He didn’t care if you destroyed his clothes, he had other ones, but there was only one you. Hell, he would let you tear down his entire wardrobe if it meant he could be fucked by you every night.

You grab his hips with one hand, making sure he would stay up right, and you positioned yourself with the other to stuff him full. Vincent threw his head back and cried out a lewd moan as your cock disappeared in his ass. You weren’t even down to the base that he was already gripping the sheets, nails digging through it. You also noticed it had gone in easy, a bit too easy even considering the lub.

“Someone has been preparing himself for me.” You teased, sinking deeper inside him.

Blood shot directly to the man’s face and to his cock, much to his embarrassment. He was already rock-hard, but the simple fact of implying that he has been stretching his insides for you, almost made him cum on the spot.

“Nggf…I-I didn’t…A-aahh! Mng—”

“Oh but you’ve been fucking yourself at the thought of me, haven’t you?” One of your hands grabbed onto his dick, giving it a few strokes while you added, “don’t worry I’m not mad.”

Vincent tried to hold in a sob by biting down his lips, as the mix of both different kinds of pleasure assaulted his nervous system. Though, nothing could prevent the tears from rolling down his eyes and into his mouth while he tried to answer you, emphasis on “tried”.

“Y—Mngh…” He couldn’t finish his sentence, as he felt your pelvis against his butt, meaning ou were completely inside him.

You waited until the mess of a man had visibly relaxed, before pulling back and thrusting inside again with more speed. The sounds of flesh smacking together and Vincent’s moan filled your ears like a melody. The way you bucked against him without mercy was contrasted with your thumb gently rubbing his hips in a praise like gesture.

There was one thing that was bothering you, as you glared at the upper half of his body. You had rolled up his coat a little when you were massaging his waist earlier, yet it wasn’t enough. You took the base of his uniform and ripped it in half all the way to his neck, the roll of your hips never faltering. Satisfied, you bent down and kissed his newly bare shoulders.

“That’s much better, don’t you think?” You took the chance to nibble there too, “And now your outfit is ruined, just like all my suits.”

“Nnhg Uh-uhh.” Whines and moans, mixing together as Vincent wished to speak.

You smile against his skin, satisfied with this little punishment.

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I tried to match your freak, so I hope you enjoyed it 💅🏻

(Oh and I can tell you that Dr. Seraph will have a lot of explaining to do the next day when he arrives in a wheelchair at a meeting.)

[urdgealesisbaby]

what do you think urd, ky luc, and lest kart’s voices would sound like? like would they be deep, normal, raspy, soft, etc…? and what accent would they even speak with?

Hello!

What an interesting request,I love it!

Sure thing!:)

Their voices (Urd Geales,Ky Luc,Lest Karr)

Urd Geales

-definetely a deep voice

-I have always imagined that Urd has some kind of deep voice but not really the attractive one,just the scary one

-like omg this guy is a second progenitor we should fear him

-as for the accent,I believe he would have a russian one

-I mean he lives in Russia so its kinda obvious why I believe that

Ky Luc

-normal voice for an insane person,I mean vampire haha

-his voice isn't really special,but I do believe his laugh is some crazy shit

-like hearing this vampire laugh would terrify anyone

-the accent hmm......I think he would have a french accent

-idk why he gives me french vibes

Lest Karr

-actually his voice is already in the S2 of the anime

-so yeah a childish voice as we heard from the anime

-as for the accent I think he would have a german accent

-like he is the King of Germany and he hears so much german everyday he's going to lose it

Thank you for the request and I hope you liked these!

They are just my opinions so there's nothing canon!

[nono-uwu]

Gonna post these scribbles rq before the next chapter drops since it might fuck up my meticulously crafted batshit stupid ideas (that I don't even explain)

Og for the meme

[allastoredeer]

I found a fanart of Alastor being kidnapped by Striker, like Stolas in the episode "Western Energy" and I thought it would be a very good idea to develop.

Alastor is seriously injured by Adam's angelic powers and based on what he himself said in his musical breakdown at the end of the season, his powers seem to be restricted by his contract. The power scaling for Overlords is seemingly connected to how many souls they own and he hasn't taken an souls since his return, so it would be fair to assume that he is getting weaker. He's not the same Radio Demon from seven years ago. He would be an easy target, especially for a hitman who holds a deep hatred of powerful hellish entities such as Overlords and nobility of Hell.

Now, who would want to hire Striker for that? The Vees maybe? They are the only ones who could easily guess about Alastor's true state bc they saw the fight like it was a sports game. And it wouldn't be the first time they sent someone else to do the dirty work either, Sir Pentious is a good example of that.

If we combine this with Radioapple it would be even funnier bc Lucifer would fly out of the hotel in his seraph form to save his queerplatonic partner saying something like "nobody fucks that deer but me"

This is the fanart by the way: https://twitter.com/yume100_asu_HH/status/1763209962078257507?t=xl4vXZGCAcGOgWLR92nr5g&s=19

Love it. Yes. No notes.

So long as Stryker and Alastor get to bond over their exasperation for how sex-centric everybody else is.

Thank you for sharing the fan-art! It's so good!