#*freezing

[hislittleraincloud]

Agnes x Grandmama to complete the blood relatives set?

Fuck no. I hated the way Millar & Gough did Grandmama, so I'll have to re-work her in my fanon brain first. I dunno how, because the Trump Stench is thick. 🥀

That said, take 100 Words from a better blood relative pairing.

Satisfying Afterburn? (NC-17, Agnes Demille/Fester Addams (Fagnes 💀💀💀), Wenster implied, electro-stimulation, 100 words)

“...Again.”

The pain of the burn against her most sensitive parts led her to believe it was definitely something she enjoyed.

She yelped loudly as the next bolt of energy crackled and seared across her flesh, the man who did it bouncing on the soles of his bare feet, his own excitement tenting from under his black robes.

“You said Wednesday likes this?” she breathlessly asked against the singeing of her dewy red hairs.

He shrugged, his creepy little chuckle bubbling at the back of his throat as he charged up his fingers for another zap.

“I dunno. Do you?”

[fluff-oh-suggestions]

I could burn in the sun for his warmth or I could shiver in the moonlight for her beauty.

[doctorjohcoy]

im 24 today dudes i fucken LIVED TO BE 24

[evisconti]

@espektros​ said  :   ❛   you   look   pretty   covered   in   snow,   guess   that’s   why   they’re   called   snow   angels.   ❜   //   ernie   .   gross

      warmth   in      SPITE      of   the   frigid   air   SPREADS   to   his   cheeks   lightly   as   he   turns   ,      GRINNING   at   ernesto’s   comment.      he   always   had   a      WAY      WITH      WORDS      that   managed   to   fluster   ercole   ,      even   if   MINIMALLY   ――   and   no   matter   HOW   OFTEN   they’d   be.      always   sweet   ,      always   FLATTERING   ,      the   other   never   seemed   to   RUN   OUT   of   things   to   say.      of   course   ,      this   was   of      NO      COMPLAINT      from   ercole         [   .   .   .   ]         he   ENJOYED   the   love   ,      the   attention   ,      the   DOTING.      as   much   as   it   brought   a   PITTER   -   PATTER   to   his   heart   ,      there   was   no   denying   the   INFLATION   of   his   ego   and   self   importance.      ever   WRETCHED   ,      but   it   made   HIM   happy   ―   so   who   was   ERNESTO   to   stop   ,      right   ?

         after   a   small   CHUCKLE   ,      he   shrugs   ,      rubbing   mitten’d   hands   together.         ❝      there   should   be      SUCH      THING      as   snow   gods.      that’d   be   more   FITTING   ,      no   ?      ❞         ercole   grins   up   at   the   other   ,      NUDGING   with   an   elbow.      he   then   STUDIES   ernesto’s   features   ――   grin      SOFTENING      with   his   heart   as   a   loving   feeling   floods   him.         ❝      you   look   HANDSOME   ..      your   cheeks   are   ROSY   and   ..      that   scarf   looks      GREAT      on   you   ,      yaknow.      really   your   color.      ❞         an   attempt   to   RETURN   the   compliment   ,      he   follows   it   up   with   a   GENTLE   kiss   to   the   other’s   chilly   cheek.

[travesty-majesty]

Cold

[oranges-are-rad]

It’s May 8th. Why is it still like winter?

[atempause-art]

why the hell am i always cold