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YOOOOO
Welcome to my Undertale AU, Frostbite
I hope you enjoy your stay :)
#undertale#undertale au#undertale comic#comic#alternate universe#frisk#flowey#toriel#trolls#trolls au#niiiiceee
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People saying they hate Mr mime / Mr mime is creepy on my very obviously positive Mr mime post
#BE. NIIIICEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!#i love mr mime i love clowns this is a mr mime love space if u hate mr mime FUCKYOURSELF#sorry.
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God damn....everybody's getting top surgery
I feel so left out 😫😫😫😫😫
#i want too surgery tooooo#if all my friends jumped off the top surgery bridge would i do it also#YES#im scared of the malpractice doctors#the scary hospital#theyre Very Much in the room with us right now like Literally i cant even#get them to take me being disabled seriously without being laughed at or fake claimed#but....titty removal but be so niiiiceee
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Some Spicy TFP Megasoundrod
Waves of lust danced along Soundwave's frame forcing him to lean backwards with a soft groan. A dark chuckle escaped Megatron as he carefully used one of his broad arms to carefully support Soundwave, with a low hum the warlord leaned down capturing the deep purple mech's cheek placing a soft but hungry kiss. "Easy Soundwave, we don't want to over whelm you so soon. We want you to enjoy your little reward, isn't that right Hot Rod?"
The red fiery speedster lifted his helm his face covered in lubricant, fluttering his spoiler Hot Rod flashed a toothy smile as he nuzzled against Soundwave's thigh. "Of course, you want to spoil you so just lean back enjoy. I promise not to bite too hard~" Letting out a soft purr Hot Rod returned to his pervious task, with a smirk the red speedster leaned forwards only to place a little nibble onto the deep purple mech's node drawing a silent gasp from Soundwave.
Megatron gave a low reeve of his engine as he moved his free servo across Soundwave's chest before slowly drifting towards his hips. Using his clawed digits the grey mech teased the transformation seems and sensitive wires before moving his servo further south until he brushed against a pressurised spike. A smirk was the only warning Soundwave got before one large clawed servo wrapped around his spike and began slowly pumping it drawing a deep rumbling from the silent mech's engines as his back arched. Oh it was going to be a very long and eventful night.
(Soundwave deserves to be the pampered one sometimes. Hope you enjoyed this little spice :D)
Thiiiis is niiiiceee 😍
#megasoundrod#megatron x soundwave x hot rod#tfp#trasnformers prime#hot rod tfp#tfp soundwave#tfp megatron#megatron#soundwave#hot rod#megarod#soundrod#megasound#megatron x soundwave#soundwave x hot rod#megatron x hot rod
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Spooky Scary Deamons!
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#Piccolo Daimao#baby Piccolo#Piccolo#Cymbal#Tambourine#Piano#Drum#denshi jar#Dragonball#niiiiceee#draft cleanout
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//. On the road of rewatching TWD . S3 --- for ' studying ' not watching for fun, but to analyze it. So here's our little ' WHAT IF'S- ' Which is a lot of what if's in this season that could have happened. Because we know the governor wants Michonne for killing his already dead daughter. shrug a dub dub, right ? Rick didn't tell the group. He told them that the Governor wanted them all dead ( which lbr we heard the governor himself admit to that ) -- hershel comes to rick and tells him how some ppl in the group agree to stay in fight, while carol and hershel agree they should leave that prison and set back out on the road--- see, that's the what if right there. What If they didn't stay and fight for the prison ? Herhsel would be alive, first off. But also that does mean the governor would be alive as well--- and possibly hunting for rick and the gang after they manager to escape. ( also merel would be alive as well ) but moving on --- ! which could also lead to negan and the governor to eventually cross paths with one another. Cause the governor is alive. BUT----- of course, Woodbury is in Georgia, while The Sanctuary is in Virginia -- google says it's about 8 ( maybe 10 ) hours from each other. ( damn - and in car mind you :) ) -- but also other governor REALLY wants michonne to keep her as prisoner to torture her. He had it all set out and decorated just for her. so he's a little obsessed. also-- he'd definitely want rick and them all dead. each. and. everyone. of. them. BUT ALSO RICK AND THEM being WANTED OMFG !!! but like I said, would he really go around looking for them ? Fuck yeah I think he would-- I think his hate for ALL of them would grow over time. Think of them as being ' the ones who got away ' --- LMAO but also juicy shit. But I'm tellin you the what if's, the obsession in now not only wanting michonne. Cause also he does go hunting for andrea like a FUCKING PSYCHO !!!! BTW !! SO YEAH--- bring out the WANTED POSTERS OF well the people he saw --- but also probably still tell his people whoever is with them is now our enemy. NIIIICEEE! And Negan over here ? Well shit could be interesting how things between negan + rick/ governor would turn out to be.
#💥「 ✦ let loose from the noose ✦ 」 ooc#GOOD OL FASHION WESTERN POSTERS OF THEM PLS AND THANKS. LMAO !!!
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Sîmòn: "ThEy'Re YumMy- I mEaN, thEy sMeLL yumMy- I meAn, tHey sMeLL Ni- ThEy'Re niCE! YeAh. TheY'Re VeRy niiiiCeEe..."
[Sîmòn seemed like he was barely able to restrain himself from doing...something.]
*Simon raised an eyebrow-*
"Oookay..?"
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Otis huffed. "You showed me..like one song. Think it was take your pick?" He mumbled "..they sound..pretty cool." He shrugged, hanging up the record.
He made sure it was upright before huffing, turning and crawling back onto the bed. "Your brother ruins everything. Yknow that?" He grumbled
*Chop instantly latched onto Otis, shoving his face into his chest and taking a niiiiceee long s n i f f, then he giggled, finally replying* "yeaa.. yer right.. wish he wouldn't do that and all. reaaal annoyin'"
*He answered in a bothered tone before shoving his face back into the other's chest.. sniffing again*
"god ya smell like shiiiiitt..~"
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Cosplayers are so niiiiceee, a cosplayer I've barely spoken to (had a couple nice interactions on Instagram and said "hi" to each other but not much else when we ran into each other at a con) is super supportive of my current project and they saw me saying I'm probably gonna need a couple hundred goose feathers, they happen to have a LOT on hand and offered to give me a bunch of them 😭
Screw any other creative hobby, the community among cosplayers is unparalleled!
#ramblings of a bystander#a bystander makes cosplay#the feathers look like they might be more white white instead of the warm white/ivory i need#but i LOVE the concept of including parts gifted from other people#i'm going to keep progressing until i get up to the part where i need them and figure out how much i actually need#and then hit her up again about having them sent to me
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At The Superstore…
“Then he’s like: “Since we’re gonna be partners, isn’t it also MY equipment?” And I’m like: “No, Bradley - That is not YOUR equipment! Can you believe it Keith?”
“Ok, what do you want, Kid?”
“Um… I want those.”
“Yeesh - Looks like clay. Eh - We’ll get them.”
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Meanwhile at School….
“Hey Hey - Isn’t it the Main Lady of the stage? Are you ready for your role at the premiere of Lucid O’ Dare? Be sure to come in practice days!”
“Hey Margo! Aw thanks! Glad you got the role of stage manager! Can’t wait to see your works!”
“Ugh… Stop making these two jobs sound boring!”
“…Todd.”
“You’re playing as Drescella? Niiiiceee.”
“What? You want to see me as the “Princess of your Dreams”, Munroe?”
“Shuttapp, Abs~”
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Meanwhile Meanwhile at The Morris House
“MOOOOOM! Why do we have to make EVERY meal for Thanksgiving? Can’t it just wait until it’s a week before my birthday?”
“Now Now, Luke - Ms. Jackson and Mr. Mennis will be here to help us cook. Now don’t complain about your birthday or no triple-shot-flavored cake—“
“Wait what?? Hang on, I’m coming to help!”
#goosebumps#horrorland#goosebumps horrorland#Mysteries around#art#goosebumps fanart#fanart#Upcoming possible events: A couple of musicals and a cat#Maybe#Who knows which one I’ll start#owo#Also books referenced include:#The phantom of the auditorium and go eat worms#oc included
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heh... niiiiceee...
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I am learnign A TON of things about Hoops and Yoyo since the last post sent me into an archiving frenzy and the topic of Hoops and Yoyo's UK presence
(Screenshot from https://web.archive.org/web/20080824232004/http://www.hoopsandyoyo.co.uk/pages/ shows these unique costumes I have not seen before)
Their UK presence is somethign to behold as their site is niiiiceee and more well layed out than its US counterpart :p
(it even displays properley on the wayback what the heck!)
Ill explore this more on my own later as im approaching the end of my archiving spree and working on releasing my personal archive of hoops and yoyo to be publicly available so look out for that! smell ya later - Penny
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What if you were an asexual succubus, wouldn’t that be fucked up or what Chapter 2
Masterpost of chapters
“La di daaaaa! I am RoooMaaan! Reeally obviousllyyyy masculine and niiiiceee! la di dada!” Roman sang song to himself while strolling down the street.
Just before he’d looked at some ancient ruins in Europe and had made sure to take pictures of them so he could show them to Remy and Emile later and joke that the ruins were just as old as them. Remy always protested that they weren’t a day over 140.
It’d been a good busy morning. He’d started out with a dip in the caribbean seas followed by feeding off of a man he’d meet on the beach before pretending to drink some coffee to enjoy the music at a jazz cafe and then he’d come to look at the ruins. A bag of souvenirs swung from his tail while he continued to sing to himself. If everything continued as planned he would go to a renaissance fair tomorrow (one of his favorite historical times!!) and hopefully add another sword to his collection.
It took a while until he found a door and he made sure to check so no humans were around so they wouldn’t get confused when he uttered the phrase that opened the door to hell.The door turned ajar and he walked through it into the door interway that was located the middle hallway of the succubi’s sleeping chambers.
It was usually as busy as the elevator interway in a big hotel but now it was just Roman and a few others. She waved hi to one of them but the succubi just hurried away without acknowleding her. She huffed and told herself that the other succubi had simply been too stunned by her sheer coolness to dare respond.
“So here I am, walking bravely all on my own down this dark mysterious hallways” Roman started to narrate to herself, she did that quite often “I would have stayed on earth for the night, tis it was not for the monthly meeting with the manager! Hah! But I need not worry for I am thee greatest demon in my squadron...NO! in the entirety of hell!!”
He had a smug self assured smile on his face as he swaggered through the hallways. He could feel that his twin was also in hell, he couldn’t explain it he just always sort of knew in his gut kind of where his headache of a twin was.
From barely any other demons being around her it shifted to more and more swarming all around her. Every one of them were half running in the same direction and when Roman turned the corner she saw a big cluster of succubi all gathering around the entrance to one of the rooms typically used for the manager meetings. Some were standing on their toes to see while others had extended their wings to get a few feet up in the air.
A sinking feeling fell through Roman as he paled. he tried to shake the feeling off and hoped it wasn’t anything to serious. Instead he forced a laugh and said to the closest demon “Haha a bit crowded here today, am I right?”
The demon looked at her with an excited smile “Yeah duh, I heard a succubi from one of the lower squadrons is getting Punished!”
The horns on Roman’s head started to pulse a darker red as she gulped. She closed her eyes and tried to feel where her brother was but all she could feel was that he was in hell somewhere. There was so much stupid shit Remus did all the stupid shitty time all she could do was close her eyes even tighter and hope he hadn’t done something so unrepentable he’d end up getting Punished like this.
After a deep breathe he opened his eyes and hurried over to the group of demons scrambling to try and catch any sight of the punishment. Hushed whispers buzzed through the evergrowing group.
“Who is it?” “Does anyone know what they did?” “I think he was in the squadron under me” “Did he do a patton?” “Ouugh! it would be so exciting if he did a patton” “What if it’s just a mistake? I hope he’s okay” “I’m betting he killed a human”
Roman could hear the faint sound of a manager’s voice coming from inside the room. The hoarse tone making way for booming words.
“See no evil”
Just hearing those words from the manager made the crowd of succubi turn so quiet a pin dropping would have been heard. A guttural scream followed. It was quick and sharp before slowly morphing into whimpers until it went silent again.
Roman felt sick to his stomach. It was like someone had torn half of him away and all he could do was wait with baited breathe to see if it was his brother or not.
Eventually two guards came out with the punished succubi dragging behind them. Blood was still dripping from the hands of the succubi, smelling like the way only human blood could. Their eyes were open wide but unseeing. The irises had turned completely white as soon as the manager had taken away their sight. Lost in their newly given blindness the succubi shook their head around and let out scream after scream as they heard the crowd around them. They started to scream for the crowd to help them get away before they got sent to heaven. Until they were sobbing that please please they didn’t want to go to heaven.
It wasn’t Remus.
Roman let out a shaky sigh and turned around to hurry back to their sleeping hall. He didn’t have to see the punished succubi being sent away to heaven, he’d already seen everything he had to.
One time when he was younger he’d asked Emile why they didn’t just send the demons away to heaven immediately if they’d broken the rules so badly to be killed. Why was the taking of the senses necessary. He’d answered that it was just a scare tactic. All the other demons had to see what could happen to them.
As soon as she’d found her way out of the crowd she started to run towards their squadron’s sleeping quarter. She sprinted so fast her lungs burned by the end of it. but it was worth it when she got into the room and saw her brother standing. next to Remy’s and Emile’s bed.
A wave of relief ran over her giving her the last energy to run up to Remus pull him into such a tight hug that she lifted him off the ground.
Remus squinted at her but let her hug him for a little bit before poking his fingers into her rib and when that didn’t get her to let go he blew his breathe stench right into her face. She let go of him and kicked him in the knee before whispering
“Someone was Punished”
In turn her brother glanced over to the bed where Remy was sitting and answered “Yeah, We know. Remy is-” Roman shushed him before he could talk his mouth off.
“You’re such a rotting piece of shit asshole!” Roman was on the brink of yelling it out “I thought it was gonna be you again! I always think it’s gonna be you! Because youre such a- a- Urgh!”
“I wouldn’t be punished, I could destroy all my senses in much funner ways than the managers ever could imagine”
Roman hit his shoulder in response.
He looked away from Remus and turned to his friends. Remy was covering their ears with their hands while staring nearly unblinkingly down into the floor. Their body was completely frozen aside from their chest slightly rising and lowering.
Emile was sitting beside them with his arm pulled around their waist. His fingers were idly stroking up and down their side. When his lover suddenly drew in a sharp breathe he murmured sweet nothings to calm them down.
“Did you see which manager gone and fucked that succubi up?” Remus asked.
“Don’t think it was our”
“Good. I don’t need Orange to be any more of an asshat than usual”
“Not his name! We should probably go now if we don’t want to be late to the meeting....” Roman grimaced at his own words while glancing to Remy.
“Nah nah. It’ll be fine. What’ll he do if we’re late? Chop our genitals off? We need those. Our fingers? That’d be fun. I’ve alwaysw ondered what happens if we lose limbs. Like do they grow back? Can we reattach those fuckers” He gasped “What if it’s like lizard tails and it will make way to even cooler limbs”
“It’s common courtesy to not be ass-late dukey”
“Courtesy aint gonna do anything for you. It’s not even gonna kill your enemies for you!”
“We can go” Remy interrupted. “Girlies I can’t even read your lips from here and I can still see you’re like bickering”
Remy gave a last little hug to Emile and he in return whispered “I’ll be here when you get back honey”
‘Alright. C’mon sluts. Meeting time’
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The rest of their squadron were already lining up in the meeting room when the three of them arrived. It was about 30 demons in total and while obviously they all knew the names of each other most of the others didn’t talk that much to Remy or Remus. It was like a school class, some people were just closer to others. Besides most didn’t know how to communicate with Remy and Remus was....Remus. Roman could fit in quite well with the others if he tried but he prefered spending time on earth.
Remus noticed some of the succubi went from speaking normally to whispering as soon as he entered the room. He thought about whether sprinting up to them or barking would scare them the most but his twin dragged him over to stand in line before he could do anything.
He shifted his weight and bounced on his heels while waiting for the meeting to start. Remy signed a dirty joke that made him laugh and he was in the middle of signing back when the door opened and their managaer stepped in.
At once the room turned dead silent and all of the succubi stood perfectly still. Their manager wore a well ironed orange suit but looked far less human than any of the succubi for the simple reason that he was a Dominion instead of a succubi. It also meant he was automatically higher ranked than them. His horns were so long they wrapped themself around each other and his limbs were stretched out with his waist being long and slender to fit his organs. His hands tore out into long thin fingers that ended in yellowing claws.
The manager stopped in the middle of the room and clicked his heels together before looking over at the group of succubi. “Good evening. As I’m sure you’re all aware there was a Punishing earlier today so I’ll keep this short since I am certain you all want to go back to sulking or raving or whatever you succubi do after a Punishing” he pointed at the succubi standing at one end of the line “Please list the number of humans you’ve seduced this month”
“21 humans″
Remus and Remy kept signing back and forth while Roman signed for them to shut up which just made Remy sign that he was licking boots while Remus mimicked jerking off before puking.
“18 humans″
It went on demon after demon.
“25 humans″ “19 humans and uh a half maybe. It depends how you count it” “24 humans″
It became Roman’s turn.
“27 humans″
Remus’ let up into a grin of nerves when he realized it was his turn. He steeled himself and boasted up his chest because the last thing he was gonna do was not look confident.
“3! 3 entire humans! The most epic 3 fucks ever witnessed!”
He let out an overly loud laugh while the rest of the room stayed silent and stared at him. Someone let out an awkward cough. Roman signed to Remy that it was their turn. As soon as people stopped looking at his brother the better.
“17 humans″
All of the succubi let out a breathe of relief since Remy was the last in line, hopefully the manager would let them go now. Their hope was in vain as the manager took long dragged out steps towards Remy until he was standing so close they could feel his breathe pressing down against their head.
They held their head high with their eyes staring up at the ceiling while their hands and tail stayed behind their back like they were supposed to. They picked at their nails, a bad habit, and stared. But they couldn’t see the manager’s face, it was all blurry skin at the edges of their eyes and blindingly bright white ceiling.
“Could you repeat the number of humans you have seduced this month” The manager ordered.
Remy didn’t respond because obviously they were deaf so they couldn’t hear if he’d said anything.
“I asked you a question” The manager continued.
“Sir if you are trying to speak to me we both know I have to read your lips” Remy said, trying to keep their voice steady. It wasn’t the first time this had happened.
“How dare you! You may not look in my face! You are far below me!”
“Sir if you are trying to-”
The manager pushed Remy to the ground. A crack echoed through the room as their back slammed into the marble floor.
Some of the succubi tensed up. Others, even those who weren’t close to Remy, looked like they were ready to throw hands. Remus was just about ready to pounce on the manager if Roman hadn’t held him back, and if Remy hadn’t quickly signed for him to calm down.
The manager looked down on Remy and for a second their eyes met. None of the others in the room were able to see what was said between them in that moment, in that look. All they saw was that Remy stayed on the ground and the manager said
“Meeting dismissed”
Roman kept his head down to the floor as he helped Remy up on their feet. The rest of the succubi hurried out of the room, some of them whispering if Remy was okay or saying niceties to Roman in hope she would forward it to them.
'Don't tell Emile' Remy Signed.
'Whatever you say sleeping beauty' Roman Signed back.
Remus tried to disappear into the group of succubi and walk out without being noticed, but just when he was about to step into the hallway-
"Twin 2 stay behind. I have some things to say to you" The managers dry voice called out.
Roman gave her brother a look of pity while closing the door behind her. Remus closed his eyes and imagined pretty thoughts of blood veins exploding to calm himself down before turning towards the manager.
“Didn’t I tell you to increase your human per month capita”
“Well yeah but you see I am actually a total sex machine, sir, It’s just that I got terrible luck okay!?” Remus exclaimed “Like for example I was about to go down on this guy but then a tiger came and ate him! Or I would have had a classic plane orgy but then the plane uh crashed! OOPS!”
The manager grimaced at him “You must understand that the better numbers your squadron has the better it will be for all of you, and me”
Remus didn’t really respond he just picked his nose.
“And there are only so much space here in the lust realm. If you can not meet the demands of your job we might just have to send you to heaven”
“That’s fine with me! Send me up there fucker! I’ve always wanted to try killing some angels anyway! bash their heads in and-”
“You and the other twin are a sort of package deal. You understand, don’t you? If you get sent away, he does too”
“....Yeah....Yes I understand sir”
“Good. You may leave”
Remus didn’t say anything more. He just walked out of the room as fast as he could. A tiny group of his squadron coworkers swarmed him almost immediately.
“Hi R. We’ve been talking a bit between us and we know some easy humans to seduce. We can help you y’know?” One of the succubi suggested.
“Yeah. I mean we get it. Some people are just late bloomers and you’re like a super late bloomer but we don’t judge”
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of”
“Exactly! i know some humans got this concept of shame around like sex and seducing but R you don’t have to mimic them! You silly goose!”
“I’m actually allergic to shame” Remus replied. “ Shame makes my whole face explodes with muckus, like with a nut allergy”
“Girlies don’t bother him. He just gotta find his kink goblin dick pig mode” Remy interrupted “Leave him to me”
One of the succubi turned to Remus and said “Tell Remy to have a good day” before all of them walked away.
‘Girls coulda just said it to me’ They signed and rolled their eyes before turning to Remus. They moved their tail to play with his beard while asking ‘Manager say the same like always?’
‘He got some new threats. You okay or should i kill him with a chainsaw?’
‘its like literally fine girl. he aint getting to me. thaankkkss’ They mimicked the sound of dragging the word out by repeating the motion of the sign.
‘well im getting to him. with these SWEET GUNS’ Remus flexed his arms in the most cursed ways until Remy laughed.
“REMUS! HONEYBUN! HI!” They could see Emile running towards them closely followed by Roman.
Emile and Remy met in a kiss before having a conversation in sign language with such quick signs that even the twins couldn’t follow. It looked like one of the lovers signed something to the twins but Remus’ eyes had turned into a dizzy blur. He squinted and tried to make something out but all he could think about was human flesh.
“Hey. Hey. Stinkey” Roman snapped his fingers in front of her twin’s face “Look at me. You need to feed”
“I need to go to the hospital to look at some wounds. Need to look at some brain surgeries and shit”
“Bro you’re coming with me to earth. I got a meet up with this guy in Tianjin and he’s gonna take me out to the local theater. Perfect time for me to work on my mandarin. And you are gonna come with”
‘Girl me and Em can like help’
“Of course! I’m sure we can help find some lonely soul”
“.....Fine sure. But one of the nights this week I will sneak into one of y’alls beds and fill it with the most horrible of smells and I won’t tell where I found them or how I got them there”
“Sounds great in your lovely Remus way!”
Emile moved his arm around Remus to push him along while his tail intertwined with Remy’s. Roman was the one to open the door to earth and held it open while the other’s got through. She left soon afterwards to meet up with the guy.
‘I can at least slaughter- Oop, I obviously mean feed off a human all on my own’ Remus said.
“You sure Rembem?” Emile replied “The buddy system always works!”
‘Like especially during sex. Buddy system tots works’ Remy added.
“Oh shush hun. You know I didn’t mean it like that” He blew a raspberry against his partner’s cheek making them smile softly “But Rem if that helps we can do it!”
“I’m still thinking about wounds”
“So you sure about being alone?”
“Yeah. Like a nearly extinct animal. yeah”
Emile and Remy turned to each other, one of them happy wiggled his arms around while the other stretched their wrists and cracked their neck.
“EARTH TIME!” They yelled in unison.
Though they weren’t as much of fans of earth as Roman (few was) they still had a soft spot for it since they had originally met on earth.
‘Well girl I got to choose what we like did last time-’
‘Oh but honey I really enjoyed that mall concert! You can choose again’
‘Shut it slut, it’s your turn’
“Well I know there should be a collgage-”
‘College’
“Colegaga campus nearby, maybe they have someone speaking on psychology- OH but I also know there’s lots of cute adorable fantastic animated mascots around this part of earth. We can have a little windowlicking”
They played Cliff, fire, scissor to decide. The mascot windowshopping won. Remy stretched a bit more before taking their jacket off to which their lover immediately held it for them.
“Please DON’T” Remus interrupted.
“Oh girl I am soooo gonna do it bitch”
They took a deep breathe before letting their wings out. The sharp jagged lines of the wing structure grew out of the bones on their back and their skin stretched out to fill the space between. They strained their body to force the final part of the wings out until sweat dripped down the back of their neck.
“Gross gross gross” Remus stuck his tongue out at them “And not in the good way. Wings is some angel shit dude!”
“I like angels! They’re cute!”
“TheY DON’T EVEN HAVE TAILS!”
“Whatevssss”
Emile happily held up their arms and let their lover hold onto him tightly. Remy checked to see so they weren’t gonna fall before flapping their wings. “See you later Rembem. Good luck!” Emile waved goodbye.
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Remus wrought his tail around nervously in his hands while looking up at the grey brick buildings around him. "I don't get how Ro can love this. Their homes are boring rectangles and murder is like 100% illegal" He had as much of a habit of talking to himself as his brother.
Earth smelled like gas and cigarettes, two smells he would normally like if it didn’t have the slight human smell as well. A car drove past and he barked at it. When a human walked by and accidentally knocked into his shoulder he barked at them as well.
All of a sudden he stopped and sniffed in the air. “ANGEL FUCKER!” He yelled as he saw one flying past him up above. It had big white wings and a shining halo. Remus picked up stones from the ground and tried to throw it at the angel to which the angel gave him a disappointed look while waging it's finger. He stuck out his tongue and gave it the double bird.
It flied away and Remus was left alone with his ribs aching from how hungry he was. He could feel his fangs rotting away slowly from the lack of feeding and his tail dragged behind him on the side walk. But hey who needs teeth anyway.
Eventually he ended up in a bar. A tiny one with mostly people sitting alone or tiny groups scrunched together around a table. When the bartender wasn’t looking he stole a shot and enjoyed the feeling of his throat burning. Succubi could control if substances affected them or not, he'd once seen a succubi snort an entire line of off a guys cock and just continue like nothing, but he prefered to let it affect him.
"HEY. does anyone wanna fuck me?" He yelled loud enough so the entire bar could hear. Very subtle.
When no one seemed to care he threw the shot glass down into the floor and grinned as pieces of glass burst around his feet. He threw more glasses and a bottle and a few toothpicks just to be extra until the bar owner shouted at him and pressed him up against the wall. Remus laughed right into his face and threw the closest thing he could grasp onto the floor.
Oh how he wished he could have been a demon of the rage circle. He would have made an extraordinary one.
The feeling of a human beating him was one of his favorite. Any kind of pain was already something he loved. When it left bruises or blood he could stare at it for hours. But sadly the humans at the bar threw him out after only a few punches.
He let himself lay in a pile of dirt and mud right outside and lapped the mud up like it was a fine glass of wine. Predictably enough one of the humans from the bar came out soon after and stood down on their knees in the mud next to the demon. Something was uttered in a language Remus didn’t know but it was probably a declaration of sudden love at first sight or an invitation to have sex. That type of short term infatuation tended to happen to humans when they saw a succubi.
It didn’t matter if Remus knew very well he was something akin to a man nor that he felt nothing close to attraction, his body changed into whatever the human wanted anyway. He had to desperately feed anyhow. This was what he wanted. This was what he had to do to survive. And he couldn’t die in such a lame way as starvation. If he was gonna die it was gonna be at his own extremly epic hands.
In his mind Remus started to recite every organ he knew of, even the ones that weren’t human, as he let the human lead him into the back alley. It wasn’t the nicest but in a way he liked the dirt, grime and piles of trash bags in the alleyway rather than a hotel room or some car.
His hands and chest got pressed against the rough concrete wall and he tried to count how many stains he could see before trying to decipher if there was more of a lingering smell of piss or vomit.
The feeling of feeding hit him like a freight train. The lust forced itself down his mouth into his organs and gave his body life far too suddenly. He repeated the organs in his mind quicker and quicker. Starting over from the beginning if he forgot one.
The sudden lack of hunger made him delirious. It was like all his senses stopped working except for the immense feeling of fullness. It was heavy like a rock while Remus had always been the type to prefer sprinting light and quick. It was like a coat that was too tight when Remus had always been a bit of a nudist. It wasn’t over. The human had more lust to give.
All of a frog’s organs were held in it’s abdominal captivity. Cows have four distinct parts of it’s stomach. Octopuses have 3 hearts and blue blood. Humans have about 34 main veins. Horses have 205 bones.
It was over. The warmth of the human’s skin went away and the touch of their hands stopped grabbing at him. Maybe the human said something before leaving but Remus was still repeating organs to himself.
He stuck his fingernails under his other nails until blood started to pool out from under the sharp edges to try and connect to his body again. He grabbed at his cheeks until the red of his eyes showed and he could touch the veins making blood flow in his face. He bit at his knees and plucked at his teeth and tasted his own snot until his body felt like his own again. Until he could feel the earth under him again.
And then he screamed. He had to fill the silence with something. He screamed because he loved how his lungs started to burn and his mouth tried to close but he wouldn’t let it.
At least he had energy now. So much energy he could fill a church. He just knew he was always meant to have this type of energy. He was just stuck in his own starvation most of the time.
To both celebrate his energy and forget the feeding he decided to do some of his favorite things. First of he found a baseball bat and a random human’s car and smashed it to pieces. Secondly he got into a packed elevator and started jumping up and down until the entire elevator shook and an old lady fell over. Thirdly he waited until the night and walked omniously out onto the roads right when a lone car was about to pass by.
This continued until he had used up all of his energy. It was always like this. Sudden feeding followed by a binge of all the activities he had fantasised about for the past weeks. Until he passed out in a ditch somewhere.
“Bro? Stinky bitch? I could feel you bitching yourself over all the way from my date” Roman’s voice brought him back from sleep.
When he squinted up all he saw was a dark sky lined with trees. he didn’t recognise where he was or how he’d gotten there but his stomach panged with hunger once more.
“I fed” Remus wheezed out “I crashed a car too...or maybe like smashed it...or both”
“Whatever you say bro” Roman slung her brother’s arm around her shoulder and forced him up on his feet. Remus felt heavy like a corpse and his head lolled to the side as she walked him back to hell.
He kept mumbling out half sentences of what he’d done mixed in with pure nonsense before restorting to nibbling on his brother’s hair and pretending to eat it. Roman let out a heavy sigh and just kept walking.
He was too tired to notice but she lightly patted his hand that was slung close to her chest almost the entire way home and far after he had fallen asleep again she tucked him into their shared bed.
#sanders sides#thomas sanders#tss#roman sanders#remus sanders#remile#remy sanders#what if you were an asexual succubus wouldnt that be fucked up or what#creativitwins#hmmm not the proudest of this chapter. something feels off#but its here
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"#i'd give him a taste of some niiiiceee homemade pálinka :)"
you can give it to me too, homemade palinka is so good 😫 I wish it was more popular here, because it goes much easier into my throat than vodka 😆
every year i am put to work of picking up the rotten fallen fruits so my father can make his 4 barrels of pálinka. you can have my portion, i actually hatehate pálinka so much even the smell of it makes me gag
but objectively speaking it is much better than vodka.
#again drink responsibly guys#hungarians LOVE to brag about pálinka#okay one time i drank a really good kind peach pálinka#other than that i refuse even a shot#or i drink half a liter of chaser after it
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T BRING ME TO TEARS WHEN I JUST DID MY MAKEUP SO NIIIICEEE
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