His veins turn green as his body expands to be around their height, horns sprout from his head as his nails turn to claws and his skin turns a bright red, the chains shatter in most places, he’s a demon, straight up.
He doesn’t comment on it, rather doing so in a round about way “How are you doing today, dear?”
She runs a hand across their chest, feeling them up with a smile.
His veins turn green as his body expands to be around their height, horns sprout from his head as his nails turn to claws and his skin turns a bright red, the chains shatter in most places, he’s a demon, straight up.
He doesn’t comment on it, rather doing so in a round about way “How are you doing today, dear?”
She runs a hand across their chest, feeling them up with a smile.
"O-oh, okay.. W-what.. I'm still heavily confused."
"Well.. I'm okay. Just, exhausted with work."
Soft and fluffy. "You like my fluff, baby?"
“Paul is possessed, I am your teacher.” The demon smiles brightly with ravor sharp fangs.
“I am sorry for you, I wish I could help with your work.”
“It’s so… fluffy.” She kisses their chest with a smile.
*I don't really know what's wrong with me* *I just wanna make em' all bleed* *All I think about is evil deeds* *They try to say I'm a terrorist* *But what I'm a do even scarier* *I'm so nefarious*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*An amazing series of movies that never disappoints.*
*I am such a fan of Peter Quill in all honesty. Favorite child.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I love everybody, a tragic group of lovable misfits, funny and happy and good.*
“My friend.” She opens the door, standing there is a tall, scrawny and pale looking man in chains. He smiles at Camilla and walks inside.
“Steaks? Sounds absolutely delicious, I cannot wait.”
Paracelsus is sleeping on her bed in her room, finally getting some sleep.
Camilla sits down as the pale man holds out a hand to them, his chains rattling “I’m Paul.” His voice is tired but kind.
He stands up and goes to grab the good vintage, pouring two glasses.
She stirs, eyes opening only slightly, “Honey…?” She asks, reaching out to them.
His hands appear normal, though more frail and weak than anything.
He passes them the good wine, the best wine he’s got, sitting down next to them with a smile.
She nuzzles into them, blubbering a bit, “Yes… dear…” She closes her eyes again.
“No, I can’t, I don’t have any claws.” He takes a deep breath and his eyes turn yellow, slitting.
“Thank you for an amazing meal my love.” He begins to eat, expecting them to follow.
She weakly kissing them before resting back into them, taking some slow and deliberate breaths.
*Cut for Salem.*
His veins turn green as his body expands to be around their height, horns sprout from his head as his nails turn to claws and his skin turns a bright red, the chains shatter in most places, he’s a demon, straight up.
He doesn’t comment on it, rather doing so in a round about way “How are you doing today, dear?”
She runs a hand across their chest, feeling them up with a smile.
*I think I'll be back for now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Its good to have you back my friend.*
“Paul is possessed, I am your teacher.” The demon smiles brightly with ravor sharp fangs.
“I am sorry for you, I wish I could help with your work.”
“It’s so… fluffy.” She kisses their chest with a smile.
*I don't really know what's wrong with me*
*I just wanna make em' all bleed*
*All I think about is evil deeds*
*They try to say I'm a terrorist*
*But what I'm a do even scarier*
*I'm so nefarious*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.