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In the first Age, in the first Battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the Embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell an tainted beyond Ascension. He chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the Dark Lords who have wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him..
The Doom Slayer
"Today I shall be expanding the list of reasons I'm going to hell."
“He’s such an overprotective mother hen sometimes.”
-My friend, while literally talking about Satan
“So how will you guys walk into hell?”
-me, on a group chat
“When I get to Hell, Satan will throw a ball at me.”
-Me, explaining how much I hate PE
Me: is gay
Me: *dies*
Me: *arrives in heaven*
Angel: welcome my child
Me: i knew i shoule have commited murder
Devil John
Chapter 6 - Whiskey
Fandom:Sherlock
Rating: Explicit
Excerpt:
“She's leaving us, Harriet. Too good for the likes of us, I guess.” His mother smiles, one of those sad smiles that are meant to reassure, but never do. “At least I have you to depend on, Love. You won't leave me, will you John? Come here.”
She opens her arms and wraps them around him careful to hold her cigarette hand out, so she doesn't burn him. John reaches his left hand around to pat her back as she rests her head against his shirt. A moment later, he feels it grow damp from her tears.
“Don't let this happen to you, Johnny. Find yourself a good gentle wife to settle down with. One that doesn't drink or smoke too much. Then maybe your kids won't hate you and run off.”
“Mum, Harry doesn't hate you.”
“It's all right if she does. I don't blame her for it. And when you finally leave, I won't blame you either.”
John wraps both arms around his mother and holds her tight. “I'm not leaving, Mum. I won't abandon you, not ever.”
“My loyal John. Some girl is going to love that about you. My best, my brightest son.” She kisses his arm. Then everything fades and they are on the grey plane again.
John covers his face with his hands. How long had it been since he had even thought about his mother.
continued on AO3
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