#possessed!reader

Tags: dark kink, possession, noncon, three some (kinda?) denial kink

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It's a beautiful night, too bad you're the type to get into trouble. "C'mon- C'mon you son of a bitch! Open!!"

Your buddy told you that the mausoleum here has some expensive jewels inside on display, and you're seriously struggling for cash- Churches don't hire security or check these dusty old tombs so it's perfect!!

Frustrated, you throw your crowbar aside and start kicking on the door. They swing open and you fall flat onto your face with a hiss... Then they slam shut.

"Wh- Hey!" you scramble onto all fours to look for your flashlight, it tumbled out of your jacket into this pitch black somewhere- "Need a light?" Oh! Oh dear god...

Above you is a shadow figure that seamlessly blends into the dark, or he would if he wasn't intentionally choosing to appear with his longhorns and finest striped suit; He is sitting legs crossed on the bench with a blue flame flickering on his thumb like a lighter "What? Seen a ghost?"

You try backing up and he grins so hard it reaches his sapphire eyes. "Not so fast, my disposable little vessel." The flame on his thumb turns into a chain when he opens his hand, that chain whips around your neck like a slap bracelet.

"Did you really think you could disturb the resting place of the many priests before mine?"

The devil stands up... And his horns nearly scrape the eight foot high ceiling. Your heart fills with lead and does flips from the dreadful weight. "I... I'm so sorry uh- please don't kill me."

"You'll wish I did." He pulls the leash and you're choked into blacking out.

ahhhhhh THANKYOUUU angel !!

it's been a literal fever dream, making I SEE FIRE a lore-ridden crossover fic that merges all the universes... like putting stranger things, the hunger games annnnd the purge all together?? madness. so much lore to explore...

also, yes x999999 to everything you just said because YUP. uh-huh. that's right. the black and purple veins, the possession, the fury and ferocity that takes over the body and mind... now just imagine all that happening to beautiful little ren, in all her ethereal angelic glory... and then Steve being able to reach her as he grills her outta that mindset and her being like, "......Steve....you have to let me go...." because he reaches her.

Kandarian Demon Or Deadite?

Quotes….

“Open the door like you opened your legs you stinking groupie slut!”

“I will swallow your soul…..Two souls?”

“Ellie waits for you in hell and your unborn bastard baby.”

“Everybody here dies by dawn, Beth.”

“Nothing like a big old hug and kiss from you won’t fix….Open up now…like a good girl.”

“Do it for mom and dad.”

“Mommy’s with the maggots now.”

“I do…I’m free now…free from all you titty-sucking parasites.”

“Hi there…Cutie pie.”

“I had the most beautiful dream…We were together sitting in a tall forest the air was clean and the birds were singing the sweetest mel…m..melodies?…it was a perfect day and all I could think about is how much i wanted to cut you all open and crawl inside your bodies so we could stay one happy family together.”

"You don't know how long I've waited to meet you! But then, I was told you died and that meant cuz you were human, it was impossible but now you're here! You're here, you're here, you're here!" he grinned and bounced before throwing his arms around your neck and rubbing his cheek against yours. "We can finally play house!"

"H-House?" you answered weakly.

"Uh-huh! Look!" he whirled around and plopped his back against your chest before making a folded paper appear in mid-air which he quickly opened. "I've been watching the human realm for a VERY long time cuz I didn't have anything else to do! Your species is very strange but there are some redeeming qualities about it!"

Upon opening the paper up, you leaned forward to find an illustration of a nuclear family on it that looked like it was ripped out of a vintage 1940s Christmas magazine. There was a boy, a girl, a man, and a woman on it looking like they were enjoying themselves around a fireplace. A dog lay on its back on the festive rug in front of the fire.

"...Ah..."

"I wanna do that! I'll be him!" he pointed at the boy and then started listing off who would be who before looking at the father with a scoff. "I GUESS that can be him..."

You stared at the paper. Did he just make you the Mom?

"I heard that."

A pair of footsteps echoing off the walls made you look up to see Philip had entered the room with his arms behind his back and a sour look on his face.

"And what, pray tell, is that?"

The Collector rolled his eyes before showing Philip the paper. The child leaned back against you, grinning ear to ear at you as he explained how he wanted to play, claiming he knows what he knows from watching the human realm from being locked up.

"I've waited so long to play this!" he beamed but then shot a grimace at Philip. "There's not going to be any issues with this, is there?"

Philip dropped the paper, revealing his face and ears to be red with a flustered expression. He cleared his throat into his fist and avoided eye contact with you.

“Get out of there. Let Y/N alone.”