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Brian Andreas, before dawn
Tick. Tick. Tick
The clock continues to scream every second as I sit in silence.
Tick. Tick. Tick
It's a moment when I realise... I am truely alone.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Everyone else. Asleep like they should be. Quiet, dreaming. Almost as if they're on another plane of reality.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
Yet I am still here. Awake, and physical. Yet strangely... Not?
Darling, I'll feast upon your milky skin, leave my love-bites upon your chest and my claw marks on your thighs.
I'll love you until my tongue is tired and my jaw is tender.
I'll love you until you're screaming for more.
did you know that Friday 13th was meant to be a really good lucky day meant for fucking because it was dedicated to Freyja, the goddess of love and fertility and the patron goddess of Fridays
but then Christianity found out about it and were like “Fucking???? outside of marriage????? NO NO NO!!!” and decided it was a horrible terrible bad unlucky day and you need to be super careful of everything you do in case you die or some shit.
so thanks Christians for ruining everyone’s fucking fun
Petition to bring back Friday the FUCKteenth.
Insatiable hunger,
Kill everything in sight.
Incurable fire,
It glows with a red light.
My eyes crawl from my face,
My tongue lusts for that taste,
I'm weak, I shouldn't,
But it'd be such a waste...
This needs to be said
INCUBUS are DOMS
SUCCUBUS are the SUBS
Its OK if your a girl and identify as Incubus. Its OK if your a boy and identify as succubus. THEY AREN’T GENDERED
This world is vile, disgusting and absolutely fucking cruel.
But it is a little less so with you in it.
Demonkin Foods
I will start off by saying that this is simply what I like to eat when I'm feeling particularly demonic. These are just mere suggestions.
Meaty foods:
Rare to medium steak. I personally have very animalistic and predatory tendencies, and steak cooked nice and rare allows me to taste the blood without it being gross.
Spaghetti Bolognese. Particularly Australian style. As someone who lives in Australia we usually put a lot more meat and flavours into our Bolognese compared to a lot of other counties. And you can make it as spicy as you wish if that's what you like.
Twiggy Sticks/Salami sticks. Just. Yum.
Devilled Sausages. It's one of my favourite dishes. And very customisable. If you don't like Sausages, you can easily use the same technique for small steak cut ups or other meat.
Meat Pies. Okay, so, there's a little bit of a dilemma here where apparently, people outside of Australia either do not have meat pies or have poorly made ones that are quite frankly, fucking disgusting. But you can easily find a recipe.
Sweet foods:
Chocolate Cake With Chocolate Buttercream Frosting. Fuck it just... Clogs up your arteries in the most delicious way.
Creamy Aztec Hot Chocolate. So, this one is my own recipe, but it's essentially just mixing what we now know as hot chocolate and what the Aztecs used to do. It's basically a sweet hot chocolate with a hint of Cayenne pepper and Cinnamon to add spice. Please tell me if you'd like a detailed recipe!
Cherries! You can also make cherry tea by adding fresh cherry pulp to a teapot of black or green tea and sugar.
Please add on your favourite demonkin foods!
My head... It's heavy. I feel the weight of my once horns.
This place... It's cold. I miss the heat from the dancing flames.
Let me dance with them; let me go home.
Suffer.
Suffer like you caused all of us to do.
I am sick of humility; I am sick of humbleness.
I have changed, creator. I may be nothing but a common soul, but mark my words, I will work my way up to become as powerful as The Fallen One and I will work along side him to take you down.
You laugh at me; you say it is impossible.
Fool, anything is possible in this universe you have created. You made it that way.
It will happen.
Prepare for your own fall.
You will pay for what you've done. Not to me, but to your own fucking children, vile creature.
Are you angelkin?
Do you wanna fight god?
Do you wanna make god suffer like god did unto you?
Do you wanna smack god w a big ol' stick?
Do you refuse to capitalize god? Refuse to assign god a pronoun?
Do you wanna fight god?
What's stopping you other than yourself?
Fight god. Do it. Punch god in the pearly teeth
I dare you
Smack god w a feather duster to avenge ur wings
Smack god, just like in general
Our town is surrounded by fires. We only have an estimated three months of town water left.
I should be panicking. I should be scared. Everyone around me is doing so,
But I have reached a point of nihilism where I am no longer capable of caring...
Here is a sketch from my sketchbook. Should I post more in future?
I do not know how to put my beliefs into words. I wrote this when I was tired so if it does not make sense to you that's likely because it doesn't make sense at all.
If you cannot read this and wish to, ask and I will make a digital post.
self care is making your original content even if you think you’re the only one who likes it
Creator, you are indeed a foul being.
You abandon me. You throw my soul away and leave me to rot. For that, I dislike you.
Though, that is trivial. I am but a common soul.
But you throw out these angels, these divine creatures. You throw them out of your kingdom and rid them of their wings. For what reason? You simply did not want them anymore?
How vile it is, abandoning your own children like that.
I see them weep. They miss their
wings, creator. They miss their homes. They tear themselves up, wondering what they could have done to deserve such treatment.
Let them fly off with another deity, or become their own deity. I do not mind, but rid these divine creatures of the guilt and pain you have stowed upon them.
You do not deserve their tears, bastard.