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#Michael rp
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@snow-hart liked for a starter!)
Woohoo! A free day! Lucid tumbled and rolled in the sky as he soared off in search of his twin, Michael. Well, not exactly his twin. They weren’t flame brothers. The Protector and Creator of Dreams was a bud off from his predecessor, Lucifer Morningstar. A strange creation sculpted by their Father to “fill the empty seat” left by the former. But everyone knew there was more to it. Though an explanation was never given.
Those thoughts and worries of course were absent from the joyful, naive angel. He was well beyond his quota of dreams created (as per usual) so when Sera shooed him off to go do something else with his time, seeing Michael always took priority! Landing upon the archangels balcony, Lucid waltzed himself inside.
“Michael! Hey Michael! …Michael?”
Well Lucid didn’t see the man anywhere. Was he still asleep?! The sun had risen 15 minutes ago! Off to Michael’s room he strode, chest puffed up as he meant business. Inside, he found his brother still asleep. Lucid crept over to his bedside, waving a hand above the man’s antler halo to summon a window-like mirage into the archangels dreams…
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bonesofchaos · 12 days
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darius couldn't make a noise. trussed up in the 'devil's' tentacles- one in his mouth, one in his ass, and michael buried in his pussy. both his hands toyed with the angel's chest, fucking mouths (he had been shocked when the eldritch played that card), biting, sucking, and toying with his aching nipples. pleasure courses through him, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, as orgasm shot through him like a bullet. a slick substance gushed from him, drenching them both from the waist down. of course that didn't stop the other. in fact, darius was fairly sure it only spurred him on. he'd pick a fight about that later on, cuss him out for not giving him a break, but for now... he just let everything go, give into that sweet heat once again brewing in his core, and let himself be absolutely ravished by his fake angel.
@bedlamology
it's always a pleasure to fuck angels, though he has to admit that darius has taken the top spot in terms of preferred bed mates. he is just so responsive, so utterly caught up in the pleasure that even michael's more... otherworldly features don't earn more than a raised brow and a loud moan.
tentacle laps at tongue, tip pressing in to brush over roof of mouth, though it's quickly replaced by michael's own when his mouth starts to feel lonely. he swallows down the moans, craves them, forceful thrusts never stopping even as darius clenches around him and slick gushes warm over his thighs. a growl sounds from the abomination, wings flaring wide, that ichor dark stain dripping down over them both, smears of pitch against sweat and cum streaked skin.
"look at you, you're a mess aren't you?" he pulls back enough to taunt him, hand at angel's breast squeezing as tongue flicks at nipple, teeth nibbling at stiff bud. michael pulls back further, removes himself from the wet heat and it's missed but he's close and he doesn't want this to end just yet. set himself in the jut of darius' hip and ruts there as he replaces himself with his hand. mouth open against entrance, tongue lapping at juices that continue to spill forth. his and angel's both, the taste of them combined better than heavenly nectar.
"you taste sweet darling, like innocence, but you're anything but are you? does it excite you? is that why you're mewling on the tongue of a god not your own?" iridescent eyes flick down to watch his foreign tongue disappear into darius' cunt again and again, fucking into him slow and steady. "you're beautiful like this, so out of your head you can barely speak. do you want to cum again? how many times will it be now?" spare tentacles from base of spine wrap around legs and force them wider, let him watch the show, as he's stuffed full with thin limbs disappearing into ass, one thrusting in as the other pulls back. "think you can come from just my tentacles? should we try it sweet? or do you need my cock to come again?"
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Ummmmmm………..
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*whistling as she slowly saunters away *
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daneecastle · 7 months
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ALL OF ME
By Kotias and Danee
Drawn by me(Danee)
Yay I finally finished this little comic from Kotias and my shirt fluff rp. It was fun to make and not meant to be in any formal comic style. I just wanted something loose and fun.
Context, in our AU demon's can't say I love you, so when Crowley and Aziraphale go to snog during Maggie and Nina's wedding, they find themselves in a garden next to a small chapel. Crowley thrusts Aziraphale against the outside wall of this chapel, and the magic begins.
I'll probably do more shirts like this but I am working on three major comics soooo if you want to see those join my patreon account.
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ineffable-romantics · 4 months
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Me @ me when Michael Sheen and/or David Tennant
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heavenly--knight · 1 month
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He decided to start packing his bags to prepare for his trip back to heaven, preparing himself emotionally for seeing Sera again after the huge fight, he thought of not saying bye to Basil. He didn't want to make him cry
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enderwasended · 4 months
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theyre talking about the squip
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WHAT IN THE INEFFABLE
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michaelarson · 4 months
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let's go out with a bang
[fnaf 3 ending]
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sparrowssally · 4 months
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*cracks knuckles* Yet another PSA about the Tennant and Sheen families…
Alright, here goes it. I don’t give a fuck if you ship Aziraphale and Crowley. I’m a huge shipper of them myself, so it’s all good! Love them, want the world for them, etc etc. HOWEVER, if you want to:
1. ship David and Michael romantically
2. want to use shipping David and Michael as an excuse to be blatantly misogynistic against their respective partners (Georgia and Anna)
3. want to allege that they are being “trapped” in their marriage by their partners “strategically” having kids
Then get the fuck off my blog. Seriously. There’s no place for you here.
You’re literally hoping that David Tennant, a man with five kids, will leave his wife of 12 years (whom he clearly loves) to end up in a hyper-sexual romantic relationship with Michael Sheen, who would also have to leave his partner as well, with whom he has two young children and who he seems very happy with. You’re literally wanting happy families to get broken apart so that your selfish ship can sail. It’s disgusting and you should be ashamed of yourselves.
I get wanting to have queer representation, it’s greatly needed and there is always room for more of it. However, wanting to assign a queer identity to someone who hasn’t publicly acknowledged that they identify that way is NOT okay. I don’t care who they are, celebrity or not. If you want to see queer representation, then Aziraphale and Crowley are RIGHT THERE. Don’t wreck real people’s relationships with their partners—and their friendship with each other—just because you want your ship to sail. If for some reason David and/or Michael want to come out in the future on their own, then that’s for them to do when they feel comfortable, and speculating about their identities without them saying anything is just weird and gross.
AND ANOTHER THING! All y’all who write essay-long posts analyzing every single social media thing about Michael, David, Georgia, and Anna: y’all need to get a fucking life. Go outside. Touch grass. PLEASE stop treating these very real people like they’re puppets in your grand romance story. I guarantee you that their lives are probably not NEARLY as fascinating and scandal-filled as what you think they are. And believe it or not—because I know y’all LOVE to use this as “evidence”—people are allowed to not be all smiley and lovey-dovey in selfies and photos with their partners, and for many people, teasing their partners is part of their relationship! *gasp* I know right?? Shocking. It literally doesn’t mean anything that Georgia and David tease each other or that Michael and Anna tease each other, and that they all occasionally aren’t smiling in photos with each other. That’s normal person behavior and I’m begging y’all to understand that.
I know this post probably isn’t going to be seen by the weirdo people who need to see it the most, but whatever. I just really needed to get this off my chest.
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@snow-hart continued!)
"Hawo stuck!"
Little Lucid pointed at the halo entwined in the antlers on Michael's head. The toddler had an expression of concern. That's not supposed to happen to angel halos! Why were these weird tree branches trying to capture it?! The small angel gave it another BAP! in trying to help his brother, unrealizing it was instead hurting him.
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bonesofchaos · 13 days
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We can’t do this on so many levels... but I want to, I want to so badly. / kaen for michael.
@strywoven
"are you trying to tempt me little cur? trying to corrupt me?" it's laughable isn't it, that this scrap of a godling could do anything to sully the abomination any further. a joke that there was anything they could do to ruin michael's pitch dark soul. he huffs at the very thought, a gust of air against the sensitive skin of kaen's nape. his teeth follow, a scrape of points already warping with otherwordly sharpness.
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"tempt away." maw he digs in, bite them bloody, savouring the burn as he swallows blood, ichor drip saliva staining dark against pale freckled skin. "did god not give you to me? did he not offer you as a gift. a sacrifice? were you not mine from the minute you took your first mewling breath?" hands push them further into the wall, heavy bulk keeping them pinned. michael smirks as they wriggle, closer, never further away. "were we not destined to be, by the lords decree? you and i are fated kaen, in this realm and all the others. there is nothing we cannot do, nothing we should not do. you and i are eternal little cur, anything you want i will give you."
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medusa-rpg · 1 month
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Michael Yerger (born 1998, US)
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daneecastle · 6 months
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Sketch dump
Sorry it’s been a while, I’ve been working on a lot of art that is either still in process(WIP), Patreon only, or is a comic page.
I constantly have new ideas. It’s exhausting.
Anyways, the images. First one with Aziraphale and the angry snek. Just something silly that came slightly off an Rp. The next two are from the Western Rp, which is almost done and will be turned into a fan fiction with illustrations. The ending has been intense and we have like ….. 8 sex scenes. … I think. Separate couples. So it’ll be NSFW.
The next one are different versions of my Crowleys. Two demons and two angels.
Then two drawings for my patreon free comic (I’ve decided) Split in Two. Admael the angel’s instrument of choice(which hasn’t been decided yet. Might be all but the trumpet. Then the second is just a little sibling fight over what’s there’s.
Then the last two are shits and giggles. “ what would Aziraphale do if Crowley slept too long and his hair kept growing” @ad-astrah
Anyways help support me! It’s my only job (drawing) while I go through health issues.
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heavenly--knight · 1 month
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Cont. From x
@queenofthecarrousel
Kid Mikey was still asleep in Basils arms now, his wings puffed up, his hair a mess of Golden curls and in his face
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queenofthecarrousel · 29 days
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The Case of Love Lost
Rp with @heavenly--knight, @high-seraphim-sisters and anyone in Hazbin Hotel's heaven that wants to interact.
Basil sighed as he walked into the court house, wearing his new suit that was a beautiful white coat with a long train that looked like a peacock tail, a gold dress vest over a white dress shirt with the peacock pendant Michael gave him pinned to it, white slacks and black shoes. He had his beautiful soft, wavy light brown hair done in a bun hairstyle with a gold oak leaf hair clip. He walked into the courtroom and sat on the defendant side due to now being a defense attorney.
It had been several months since he last saw Michael or been to the courthouse. He was still heartbroken from how Michael acted and what he said to him. He dreaded seeing his ex(?) in that courtroom but he had his poker face on so no one could see his pain.
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