#AWEEE

[ask-papa-primo]

*Primo looked at Plasma like he hung the moon and stars, nuzzling his head under their chin with a loud purr.*

Mm these cravings are so strong... I just crave you, all of you for all eternity. I am yours, my ghoul, always. Not even the flames of hell would stop me from holding you in my arms.

*Primo's wings shuttered around them, a mixture of blood and lust scented the air but he could only focus on how it looked like the stars themselves swirled around Plasma's eyes.*

Ooc: someday i'll do word counts, but for now heres some vampire!primo rambles (his transformation)

It was late at night, the ministry bells alerted Primo that it was 2 a.m. but the old man crept around the halls of their chapel in peace. It was quiet, the only sound was his dress shoes echoing off the stone floor with every step as he walked to the podium at the front of the grand room. Something had been keeping the old man up lately, the sun felt uncomfortable to be in despite his love of gardening, some of his favorite meals were less appetizing than normal... and now he craved the warmth that pulsed underneath the skin of every sibling of sin and ghoul. The blood that fueled them and kept them living, Primo craved the metallic salty flavor, needed to feel it sliding down his throat as his next victim moans and whimpers at his feet. Surely that was not normal for a human?

Then again, Primo had always suspected something was off with him when he remembered his mother. The countless nights she had red stains on her night gowns, smeared across her lips like a crude lipstick. Nihil was a freak to say the least and his taste in women never truly changed and growing up with her had changed Primo's outlook on life drastically. But now? With these feelings and urges... he half wondered if the dark lord that his mother and her cultists worshipped might have actually taken a shining to the old man and brought him back.

Ah and that was another thing, his age. When he fed from that first sibling of sin it made him look years younger than when his life was taken from him, but since that last feeding with the fool that attacked his beloved Plasma, Primo has not touched anymore blood despite the urge to test his theory. But now, all alone with no one but Lucifer, Satan, and the moon to judge him for his actions, Primo pulled a bottle of human blood that he might have drained from a few stray trespassers. He pulled the stopper out of the wine bottle and sniffed it, the sweet, tantalizing aroma of the blood called to him and before he knew it half of the bottle had been chugged. He pulled the glass away and set it down with a breathy groan as the taste settled on his tongue and down his throat, oh Primo could feel the liquid creeping through his veins, spreading all across his body as a warmth began to settle in his bones, something twitching with interest below the belt of his dress pants.

"More... ah fuck I need- hahh I need more." The breathy growl reverberated off the seemingly empty walls as he brought the bottle back to his lips to polish it off like a starved man in the desert.

But this time, when he set the bottle down to catch his breath, there was an audibly crack in the old man's back. He cried out and fell to his knees, breathing heavily as a tearing pain spread through his shoulder blades, the sound of flesh tearing, muscles and bones reconstructing was awful and loud in the silence of the night. Primo looked up and saw he was on his knees before a statue of Baphomet, fitting as he went through this, he thought. Finally after what felt like an eternity of kneeling on the cold stones, the pain slowly ebbed away from within the man's shoulders and he glanced back to try and see what had happened.

Only to be met with the sight of bat like wings hanging slack by Primo's side. Hooked claws sprouted from the very tips of both wings, the thin skin-like membrane that spread across the bones was almost see through... and the craving for blood was worse now, almost uncontrollable.

( @ask-plasma-ghuleh feel free to join if you'd like >:] )

(And credit to @ridley-emeritus for the vampire!peemo ideas)

[nifftyisgonnakillu]

waiting for someone to love me enough to do this

[lillylunala]

I like your animal TADC au so here’s my OC doodle as a ferret

:]

OOOOOOOOH MY GOODNESS THAT'S SO CUTE!! This is so precious, love your style too!

[navnae]

We all know that Steve and Eddie are a cuddly couple but they’re extremely cuddly whenever they go on long road trips because that’s the only time Steve never drives and it makes him kind of anxious that he’s not in control. To calm his nerves, Eddie doesn’t hesitate to sit with Steve in the back of the van and he just wraps his arms around him while kissing him gently on his forehead. Steve didn’t realize it but he was also calming Eddie down by sticking by his side and their loving conversations helped him relax while being in the road for so long with intense traffic. Both of them started to get comfortable overtime when it came to traveling with the party and it’s the cutest thing.

[zoomertheweimarwolf]

GUYS I WAS DOING A LITTLE REANIMATING THING AND I SAW THIS FRAME

HE LOOKS SO ADORABLE AND INNOCENT AND PURE!

[ghostyypawzz]

:3

AWEEE THE SILLIES :333

ty for the cats !!!!!! (*^▽^*)

[ticklehigh-allthetime]

Even the prince thought the princes was pretty without her mask.

(A/n hey guys! I’m going to put an ask box up on my page please give me some ideas for more fics!)

Angel always knew who he wanted to be…..or who he needed to be. A hot, lovestruck, pornstar who was all the fame in that line of work.

Until he met a war driven pussy cat named husk who taught him yeah he’s a loser but he’s also not alone and he deserves so much more. Husk and Angel started dating long after they met. They both related to each other on a personal level because both of their souls were own to another. When one soul is put under that much pressure and stress their first instinct isn’t to confide into someone they love but Angel and Husk do.

Angel had just gotten back from work, he looked a mess. He was covered in bruises and was dripping in rain water. All he wanted in that moment was Husk. Husk knew how to cheer him up, he always did.

Angel walked to Husk’s room and knock slightly no saying a word.

Husk was reading in his room as his ears perked up from the sound of the knocking.

“Come in”

Angel walked in with a forced smile.

“Hey husky~” His words slurred together as he tried to focus on staying balanced.

Husk set down his book and walked over to Angel, catching him in his limp state before her could fall. He hugged Angel and whispered words of affirmation as Angel sobbed in his arms.

“Wanna talk about it?”

Husk played with Angels hair waiting for a response. Angel shook his head and sunk into husks arms even more.

“That’s ok Angel, how about I run a bath for you? So you can get cleaned up and afterwards we can go to sleep or do whatever you want?”

Angel smiled at husk and nodded.

“T-that sounds great husk…thank you.” This time his smile was genuine, he loved that husker was always there to take care of him.

Husk ran him a bath, it was warm and had bubbles that smelled like angels favorite scent. Husk came back into the room where Angel was lying on his bed playing with fat nuggets.

“Your bath is ready Angel, I’ll stay in here and watch nugs (husk’s nick name for fat nuggets) you just go relax I know you’ve had a long day.”

Angel stood up and walked to the bathroom but stopped to give husk a kiss.

“Thank you. For everything”

Angel got out of the bath around an hour later. Husk had set him out some of his clothes so angel could wear them. It was huskers hoodie he never really wore and a pair of shorts Angel had left in his room a few days prior that he had already washed.

Angel had changed into the clothes. He smiled as he aroma of husks smell was on the hoodie, he might just had to steal it from his lover.

Angel opened the door to see husk playing with fat nuggets, it was adorable. Angel watched in awe as husk made the adorable pet pig snort and squeak as he lightly tickled his belly.

Husk looks up at Angel with a blush.

“Oh hey are you feeling better?”

Angel looked queasy, like he wanted something but didn’t know how to ask for it.

Husk noticed this a look at Angel in confusion while setting the pet pig in angels lap.

“What’s the matter?” He cocks his head curiously.

“O-oh it’s nothing really! I swear!” He brushes it off and giggles to himself looking away awkwardly as he pet fat nuggets head.

Husk raised an eyebrow but brushed it off and continued tickling fat nuggets.

Angel kept getting red in the face as the butterflies in his stomach started to explode. This is the most intense one of his Lee moods have gotten in a while.

Yes, while Angel has done some pornos with tickling he didn’t see it sexy at all. He found it comforting and hella romantic to the point he craved it from his lover so so badly.

Husk stopped tickling fat nuggets and looked over at Angel.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Do ya need something?”

Angel laughed nervously as a faint blush appeared on his face.

Husk looked him up and down with realization.

“Are you jealous of fat nugs?”

Husk laughed, I mean fuck angel could’ve just simply asked him but he couldn’t lie it was adorable watching him blush tremendously.

“Wha- me? Jealous?! I don’t know what you’re talking about whisk-AH”

Husk pulled Angel into his lap gently tracing his sides softly but menacingly. And just like that angels whole Lee mood felt complete. Especially after his shit day at work ending it like this was truly amazing.

“Huahask!!!”

He tried to speak but it was no use his giggles were bubbling up every second husk touched his exposed sides.

Husk started poking and tracing his ribs whispering small teases into angels ear. Not enough to ruin the moment but the perfect amount. Angel could leave husks grasp at anytime, when they tickle each other they NEVER pin each other down, mostly because they both hate the feeling of being trapped.

Angel was laughing his little heart out, it didn’t help that husk had claws that were abusing every ounce of sensitivity he had on his body.

Husk looked at him lovingly never one breaking eye contact with angel as he squealed in his arms.

“You know….this is the most beautiful I’ve think you’ve ever been”

Angel giggled from being tickled but stopped to think for a second, he was wearing husks old hoodie, shorts, had makeup all over his face, and husk STILL thinks this is the best he’s looked?

He snaps out of it when husk reaches a bad spot on Angel. He fucking SQUEALS, you could almost break a glass with his voice. Nonetheless, husk still thought it was adorable.

Husk continued playing piano on angels ribs until he heard Angel wheezing taking it as a sign to stop.

Angel pulled himself into husk for a hug.

“I love you whiskers~”

His words slurred together as he fell asleep into husk arms.

“I love you too Anthony”

[kikaichuno]

❝ I um - I would still care . . . i - if you were a bug. I could . . . get you a nice large glass terrarium with real plants and everything you need to feel safe and happy . . . ❞ Hinata chimes in softly.

".... And if I become an insect of my current size? I don't believe I could shrink so much. Would you be as compassionate?"

[twitchingandsalivating]

[brokenbrds]

[mrsimqle]

The Halloween themed kitty pawssss

[i-secretly-wanna-kms]

i’m sending you a hug *huggssss* !!!!

*hugs back* THANK YOUUUUU

[death-by-mercury]

Thomas Anders - Junge am Klavier (The Boy at the piano)

Casting für ersten Plattenvertrag Hansa Video Studio 1979 • Demo 1 •

[quiteliterallyilliterate]

i dont think you understand how 🤌🤌🤌 deliciously perfect satisfying wonderful amazing beautiful and interesting your writing is. like genuinely genuinely genuinely 🙏 !!!! i love it. bye 🏃‍♀️

JENSJAWBSBHDJEBWWB

THANK YOU!

[navnae]

Steve loves Eddie’s style and he goes out of his way to learn about everything that Eddie wears. From his shirt, to his vest, his jeans, even his pants, he wants to know every little detail about why Eddie picked certain items of clothing and how did he make them come together so well. Every night they cuddle in bed while Eddie explains the meanings behinds his chains or spikes that he might have on an outfit and Steve just loves every second of it. Eddie never thought someone would be so interested in the little things that made him the person that he is until Steve came into the picture. Steve made him feel seen after years of keeping all of this to himself, Eddie loved talking about his clothing or his music with Steve just to see his face light up. Steve was in love with him but Eddie thinks he might love Steve more than the oxygen he breathes. To him Steve was too good to be true and Eddie would never let him go as long as he’s alive.

[anotherrosesthatfell]

I don't want to brag about it butttttt

Look at my baby sister created <33

she's so smart and adorable- she made Lux in talking Angela!!! <3333

She woke me up this morning and shoved the phone on my face then I look at it, it makes my heart melt 😭😭😭

Somehow I am surprised she actually remember Lux design a little bit-