need a place 👍🏿

use the block button don't be weird 👍🏿

[quiet-pp]

everything's tagged

you know what this is, be mature and block me if you dont like it

anon hate and lists of 'perceived shippers' posted to the main tag is not being mature. it is, in fact, incredibly weird and makes me think you're just in denial lmao

harassment on real people for making stuff about fake people with fake powers is stupid. go outside instead maybe 👍🏿

[vlarelythere]

Canon accurate size difference between them btw

[animillion]

Danny: you’re such a virgin

Vlad: we can change that

[whatisdree]

no matter what vlad's wearing, danny will jump his bones

[thatghost-clown]

Future pompous pep can't do "your mom" jokes, because Danny takes them to heart

[animillion]

Pompep rage baiting each other.

[camels-pen]

all about perception

Summary: Vlad takes a call and Danny stares.

pompous pep fic based on a friend's doodle~

Ao3 Link

"It's all about how you're perceived, my dear," Vlad said, for once without his smarmy smirk. With his tie undone and shoulders loose, he poked around a charcuterie board, letting his fangs to poke out in a way he never allowed in public. Danny watched attentively from his seat across the counter.   "If the numbers aren't up to par, you shift your focus;"  Vlad reached for the tiny cubes of cheeses and inspected one between his fingers. "Emphasize potential revenues—and I mean revenues, not profits. The bigger the number the better. Make them understand the future they could have than the miserable present they're already living." Vlad's fang caught his lip as he brought the cheese to his mouth, tongue licking his bottom lip. Danny bit his own, the marble counter digging into his stomach.   Vlad caught his eye—just barely a flicker—before continuing his phonecall. With a shift, he raised his arm higher, muscles pulling at the cotton of his suit. The fabric looked ready to pop the seams on the sleeves. Danny could imagine it: the sound of tearing, a disinterested look while Vlad mused about calling his tailor, then turning a half-lidded gaze to the other side of the counter and saying the suit could be a writeoff instead since someone wanted to ruin it so much.   Danny tasted copper and ozone before he realized he was biting on his thumb. He didn't look away from Vlad's biceps. He heard a distant sigh and a vague goodbye before his hand was pulled away and another was set on his jaw, tilting his head up. Vlad was staring at him, his smirk finally making an appearance as it curled along his lips.    "If you wanted something in your mouth, Little Badger," he said, lidded eyes glowing a faint red. "All you had to do was ask."

[ecto-stone]

This world is a cruel place And we're here only to lose So, before life tears us apart Let death bless me with you

[oneboredlich]

[i-love-yall]

This too can be Pompous Pep.

[vladmeowsters]

[vladdyissues]

[ectoplasmicsoda]

D-mans got priorities

[vladmeowsters]

[ktskt]

rough him up a lil

[alengza2]

Half-ghost bride.

[vlarelythere]

Vlad "breeding kink" Plasmius when trans Danny