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You Pray With Your Knees On The Ground For The Things That You Need (With Your Lust And Your Greed Weighing Down) by Lucifer_Countri
Fandoms: Haunted Hotel (Cartoon)
25 Oct 2025
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He hiccups, sputtering as water spills from his mouth and nose—anything to get it out, to get himself out. He just needs to be anywhere but that room again.
He bolts from the tub, snatching his clothes in a trembling handful and hurling himself toward the nearest vent. Katherine doesn’t follow, doesn’t even move to stop him—but he scrambles faster anyway, as if she might change her mind.
Later, when the panic ebbs into a cold, sour shame, he curses himself for being so pathetic. The matriarch will think there’s something wrong with him—when it’s the vessel that’s broken. He hates it: the flesh that binds him, the nerves that twitch and tremble without his consent. It doesn’t listen. It never has.
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We know the hotel used to be an asylum. Abaddon is an unruly demon trapped in a child's body who likely terrorized the town for centuries (and still does). But if it's the 1950s, say, and a very odd child is causing a lot of chaos, and there's an insane asylum near by...
Let's just say Abaddon doesn't like the attic.
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25 Oct 2025
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Katherine squeezes her eyes shut. “He’s a demon! He’s possessed an innocent kid! He wants to go back to hell, don’t you think you guys are being a bit dramatic about this?”
“Back to hell?”
Katherine blinks. “Yes! Back to hell!”
Atticus shakes his head. “I’m not sending it back to hell. Why would I do that?”OR
A guest senses Abaddon's demonic energy and offers to exorcise the demon. Katherine takes him up on the offer.
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25 Oct 2025
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Abaddon was very good at the store for demon standers. He didint throw things on the floor from shelf’s, he didn’t scream or hit any strangers either! So Katharine let Abaddon was able to get one thing from the store. As he browsed the isles for what he wanted he thought about getting fruit loops, peanut butter (he was allergic but liked the way it made him feel) or maybe another blender. But as he turned the isles he saw a ‘sticker pad’ with different ‘monsters’ like ghosts and zombies.
“Matriarch! I reguest that one!”
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- Part 4 of Flappys anon antidepressants
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24 Oct 2025
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"Oh... God." Ben swallowed. He was barely fourteen - he knew this was way above his paygrade, but Abaddon looked so... small. And confused and helpless, standing hunched in the corner. Something in Ben's heart twisted, like a knife plunged deep inside of him, too deep to ever retrieve.
"Abaddon, I'm not going to kill myself!"
Abaddon blinked and looked up at him, his eyes sunken and wide at the same time. "You aren't?"
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After a rough week at school, Ben is having a lazy weekend. At least he would be, if Abaddon would get the hell out of his room.AKA Ben realises his demon brother may be a tiny bit traumatised.
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23 Oct 2025