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sweet-gargoyles · 5 months
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𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Know about the couple ✶ ࣪˖࿐ *
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⠀ ★ Malleus Draconia.
— Third Year. Diasomnia's housewarden. Descended from fae. One of the most powerful mages in the world. Heir to the throne (prince).
— Capricorn (01/18). 178 years. 202 cm. INTJ - 6w5. Gargoyle Studies Club. Class D (No. 6). Junior. His dominant hand is right.
— Lilia Vanrouge (guardian), Maleficia Draconia (maternal grandmothe), Meleanor Draconia (mother), Revan Draconia (father).
— Tall young man with pale skin. Cool-black hair that’s mostly cut mid-length, with long bangs and two longer sections of hair on his sides that fall over his shoulders. Has one small cowlick on the top of his head. The bottom ends of his hair fade into a dark turquoise color. Has bright green eyes with vertical-slit pupils and long eyelashes. His lips are a slightly darker color than his skin, and usually wears what appears to be subtle dark eyeshadow. His most unique features are his pointed, elf-like ears, and long black horns on the top of his head. His horns are covered in small ridges, and curve back in an s-shape. Sharp fangs are shown when his mouth is open. Is often seen with a serious expression, or a mysterious smile.
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⠀ ★ Riku Volpex.
— Third Year. Heartslabyul's spade. A black fox beastman. A country boy from Shaftlands.
— Scorpio (11/05). 18 years. 1.80 cm. ENFJ - 2w7. Gargoyle Research Society, Band, Football, Hockey and Horse-Riding Club. Class D (No.9). Junior. His dominant hand is right.
— Widow Tweed (human adoptive mother).
— Tall young man also with fair light/midtone skin. Black hair that's is mid-short length, short bangs. Has heterochromia, his left eye is a black one and his right eye is red (with a tiny mole under this eye) with a mid eyelashes and over his right cheek is a small black marking shaped like a spade symbol. His lips are the same color but slightly pinker because he uses cherry balsam every day. Is often seen with a with a smile and a friendly face.
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𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Tags ✶ ࣪˖࿐ *
⟢ rkls q&a : you ask something and rikulleus answers !
⟢ rikulleus , sweet gargoyles , foxdragon , rikuxmalleus &/or 🦊🐉 : selfship content !
⟢ lovely heat : nsfw content !
⟢ bitter sweet tears : angst content !
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𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Before you follow me ✶ ࣪˖࿐ *
I'm new in yume tumblr so I actually don't know how to use this app. I'll try to post whenever I can. ࣪ ࣪ ׅ  ⊹
I use selfinsert for my selfship.
I'm 19 y/o. I use he/him pronouns and dating !!
I speak spanish since thats my first lenguage and english (i'm very insecure with this but I try my best)
I don't draw or edit since idk how to do that things so most of the time it makes me feel bad knowing that I can't do more than neka &/or picrews for my selfship.
Writer's attempt so you will soon see lords or au's. <3
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monster-disaster · 2 months
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Request for a Grotesque? (Gargoyle is the popular name, but not the correct name).
It’s been a long time since I’ve read a lot of your stories, so please forgive me if I’m repetitive with plots you’ve already done.
Can you make him have DILF energy? Not an actual man with kids or an ex, just a man who’s good with kids, and is on the older side of course. I’m in desperate need of a very affectionate and gentle lover who just wants to overwhelmingly dote and take care of his future wifey. Is being someone’s baby girl too much to ask? T^T I can’t really handle super dominant and aggressive lover types. Like being ridiculously sweet, indulgent, intelligent, and manipulative is such a better archetype to get the girl. Bro don’t hit me in the bedroom. I’m delicate and bruise super easily.
Male x Female reader, if that’s not too much to ask :)
Thanks love!
Gods, I really need a boyfriend like that right now. I hope you will like it! :)
gargoyle/grotesque x Reader Warnings: smut
There is a slight pain at the back of your head. It throbs in sync with your pulse, making you scowl at the screen. The document stares back at you with bright, white lights. The long rows of black text become blurry for a second, and you need to close your eyes to stop yourself from tearing up. "Did you drink enough water?"
The sudden voice makes you jump with a startled gasp. In the process, you push yourself away from your desk, and you need to grab onto the wooden edge. Your eyes snap open, staring at the entrance of your office. "Garog," you say his name, watching him approach you. He is still in his work clothes with a paper bag in his hand. The scent of your favorite takeout fills your nostrils when he puts it on the table in favor of focusing on you. "Did you drink enough water?" He asks again, slipping his thick fingers to the back of your neck, drawing small circles on your tense muscles. A relieved breath leaves your lips at the feeling. You hum. "You can't solve everything with water," you tell him. Garog chuckles, reaching into the bag to put a bottle of water in front of you. "Are you sure about it?" "Thank you," you reply, reaching out for the bottle. You know the gargoyle won't leave you alone until you drink at least a few sips. He massages your neck and shoulders the whole time while you do so. "And eat too," he says after a while, stepping away to grab a chair and put it next to you. The thing creaks under his weight. "It's still warm." "I thought you were at home," you tell him while he is busy with the plastic containers. He shrugs. "I was," he says. "Then I called you twice, and when you didn't answer, I thought you had a rough day." "Did you call?" You ask, wanting to reach for your phone, but Gargog stops you with a gentle smile. "I'm sorry." "It's fine, love," he says. "As I said, I knew you had a busy day." Silence settles between you two while you openly stare at him. He is broad with sharp edges and gray sideburns. His nose is crooked, and you can barely see the color of his eyes when he smiles at you. The grayish shade of his skin seems lighter under the office lights. "Do you need anything else?" He asks. "No," you reply, a bit dreamily. "Sometimes I just forget how lucky I am." He grins at you before leaning down to kiss your lips. It's short and chaste. "I am the lucky one."
You could argue with him but decide against it.
For a while, both of you say nothing and just enjoy the calmness of your office while eating. Every bite and sip of water reminds you that eating and drinking weren't in your priorities today.
You glance at Garog from the corner of your eye. Damn, you really are lucky.
"I can throw them out," you tell Garog after your late dinner when he stands up to clean up your desk. "I want to make some coffee anyway." He frowns at you. "You shouldn't drink coffee this late." With a tired sigh, you lean back on your chair, massaging the side of your head in circles. "You still hurt, huh?" He asks, coming back to your side to rake his fingers through your hair. Your eyes fall shut immediately. "It will be fine," you tell him. "It's not that bad anymore, thanks to you." "My poor baby," he coos, and you laugh at his tone. "But lucky you, I know how we can get rid of it." "Water? Sleep?" You guess, still enjoying his caresses with closed eyes. "Those too," Garog agrees with something in his voice that makes you look up at him. He towers over you with wide shoulders and his wings that peek out from behind him. Your fingertips tingle with the urge to touch them. "But later. Now, I have something else in my mind." You know the heated glint in his eyes too well. He doesn't even have to say or do anything, and your body reacts immediately. "Here?" You ask him, shocked. "What if someone comes in?" You glance at the closed door a few meters away. Garog scoffs at your worry, pulling on your chair to separate you from your desk. "Nobody is here anymore, Y/N," he replies. "You are the only one still working." "Oh." He is right. "Do you trust me?" You almost frown, hearing his question. "Of course." "Then let me have my dessert, love." Something warm and giddy lits in your stomach as you laugh. "It was horrible." "It was not," he grins, getting rid of your pants and panties with one swift motion. "Are you really laughing at me?" He asks, amused. "No," you lie. "At least not for long," Garog grins at you wolfishly, settling on his knees between your legs. Whatever you wanted to say a few moments ago is long forgotten.
His hands are firm but gentle on your legs as he slides them up to your inner thighs, opening you up even more in front of his hungry eyes. "You are already wet," he states, running his thumb over your pussy, gathering your slickness on the tip of his finger. Your stomach flutters with excitement and anticipation. The muscles of your thighs almost hurt in the wide spread you keep them to give enough space for the gargoyle. "Garog," you breath out his name, impatient.
Your hectic day and the bright light of your laptop are forgotten. The only thing that still exists in your world right now is Garog, kneeling and leaning closer to your center. His breath fans over your slit, making you clench around nothing. And you don't have to wait for long to feel his tongue swipe over your wetness. "Fuck!" You groan, letting your head fall against the headrest of your chair. Your nails dig into the leather. He grunts something you don't understand, but to be honest, you don't even care. The rumble of his words surges through your body, searing over your nerves and veins. Your back arches when his tongue runs along your slit, flicking your clit repeatedly until you are a panting mess. Your fingers rake through his hair, keeping him against your pussy. "Oh!" Garog's lips close around your clit, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth with fever. You feel like a raw nerve, ready to burst. "Don't!' You cry, tightening your hold on his hair when he moves lower to bully your aching hole. "Please!" He hums again in answer, smiling into your pussy for a moment before returning to your clit. Electricity pumps your blood down to your center, and you writhe under him while pleasure builds in your belly. "There!" You mewl into the quiet office, filled with your moans. "Please! Garog!" His tongue rolls around your clit, taking it into his mouth again for a few last sucks to chase you to your orgasm. Your body trembles and shakes. Your hips twitch and push against his warm mouth while he drinks up your juices, humming and groaning with satisfaction. Waves of ecstasy crash through you, and white-hot circles dance in front of your closed eyes. "My girl," Garog hums, petting your thighs. His palms are warm on your skin, massaging your flesh and bringing you back to real life. "Take your time."
When you finally calm down after a few minutes, you feel tired but happy. Your eyelids are heavy, and Garog can't help but smile at your slugged form. "Can you come home with me?" He asks softly, glancing at your laptop. "And maybe we could stay at home tomorrow?" You hum, nodding. "But I need my laptop." "Of course, love," he says. "I put everything away while you get dressed." "I love you," you tell him, and he smiles.
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i would die for you
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lowcallyfruity · 8 months
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OH MY GOODNESS I HATE AUTISTIC PEOPLE!!!! GRAHHHH!!!! I H8 THEM!!!!!!!! GRAHHHHH!!!!! (lie I love them sm these characters mean the world to me)
MY DUMBASSES OH EM GEE!!!!
(This is all said lovingly and endearingly)
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youngerfrankenstein · 1 month
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Well that’s one way to get out of talking to your girlfriend.
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sanchoyoscribbles · 29 days
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daily may day 2: sleep
average cat behavior tbh!
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mourningmaybells · 1 year
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it's always fun when hudson is completely absent for an episode, but then shows up at the end and says something like "maybe we shouldn't always believe what we see on tv, lads"
so true grandpa. now go back to sleep.
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istherewifiinhell · 9 months
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got lost in mr auberjonois imdb page... couple bit parts in justice league cartoon. which IS i was looking for (just not as notable as i had thought)
Multiple jumpscares of. mash, but just the movie. 87 turtles (1 off unremarkbale. sorry i didnt recgonize him by scent all the same). and ofc. mrs. columbo. the jumpscare there being just ms. mulgrews face lol. even at the 8 pixel it was on my phone.
oh and apparently the skull in the last unicorn.
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fandomsandshipping1 · 6 months
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Late Night Readings
(This is the second time I'm trying my hand at writing interactions between my F/Os and S/Is.) (This one is between Pansy Winters and Thailog, when they both have a night off.) (Thanks to this post for inspiration.)
Also psspsspss @askthelovenest
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Thailog, surprisingly, had nothing to do that night, and he knew Pansy had the night off, so he went to find her. He knew where she was, reading in the living room. She was always there. Unless she was annoying him in his office.
He carefully approached her from behind, and put his hands around her eyes.
"Guess who?" He whispered into her ear, causing her to slightly gasp in surprise.
"Oh, well, I'd have to say the most handsome man I've ever known." She coolly replied, as he nuzzled her hair. He let his hands down, draping his arms over her shoulders, causing her to tilt her head up and smile at him.
"What are you reading?" He asked. "Another of your cheesy romance novels?"
"Maybe." She replied. "Why don't you come sit down, my neck's starting to hurt."
"It's a very small chair, how do you expect me to sit with you?" Thailog asked, causing Pansy to wordlessly get up and gesture at the chair. He lightly chuckled at her. "Oh very well." He sat down and she fit herself on his lap. "I am assuming I have permission to read with you, then?"
"Of course." Pansy replied, resettling the book so he could see. "It wouldn't make a lot of sense for me to say no, anyways." She remarked.
"That is true." He chuckled. Pansy leaned back, leaning her head slightly on his shoulder. The two slipped into a calm silence, reading together, until Thailog let out a soft hum.
"Hmm?" Pansy asked. "Am I reading too fast, darling?" She asked, but did not receive an answer. "My love?" She asked, again not getting an answer. "Thailog?" She looked over at him, only to see that he had fallen asleep. "Oh..." She softly chuckled, softly looking at her partner. "My, how peaceful you look. Not frightening at all." She reached over and stroked the side of his face, tucking a bit of his hair behind his ear, before kissing him on the cheek.
"Humh?" He blinked awake, causing Pansy to giggle into her hand.
"I didn't think this book was that boring." She remarked, softly smiling at him. "Why don't we go cuddle in bed?" He smiled at her.
"I like that idea." He remarked.
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gargoyle-steven-au · 8 months
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Ngl you look kinda cool, Steven. I do kinda wanna chew on your wings though
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"Um... Thanks for the compliment but don't chew my wings?..."
@horns-su-au
Previous > Next
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xxrat--punkxx · 2 years
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Screaming and crying, ok so I’m watching the sandman and if anything happens to Gregory I’m killing people
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scorpionwins · 2 years
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Kurtz: I could stomp Jughead like the weak, weeping little parasite he is. I could feast on his blood tonight if I wanted to.
F.P: Stop holding him like a toddler, then
Kurtz, currently holding Jughead with one arm and pointing a sword at Sweet Pea: Hm. No.
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lianabrooks · 6 months
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Let's Talk About Gargoyles!
If you’re an American of a certain age you probably rushed home after school to watch a TV show called GARGOYLES. It had half the Star Trek TNG cast as voice actors and featured a Latina detective in New York City trying to stop crime and not catch feelings for a gargoyle named Goliath. There was probably a crossover episode with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or the X-Men at some point.
But, despite what you might think if you were educated in the USA in the 1990’s, that’s not the origin of gargoyles.
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As for the shape-shifting legends, that was cemented in the public imagination by 640CE with the legend of a French monster that flew around, spat fire, and generally did draconic damage before being stopped by the Bishop of Rouen (who later was sainted by the Catholic church for this feat of daring).
To absolutely no one’s surprise, Europeans were not the only ones fond of adorning their churches, houses, and other buildings with fierce protectors. In Korea (Republic of Korea/South Korea) you will often see gargoyles. Some of them are the classic water-spigot gargoyles (look for them on old bridges) and some are more like the guardian monsters you think of from cartoons.
Over the next couple of weeks I’m going to be talking about gargoyles, the history of Korea, and all the little bits of living abroad that wound up in ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS A GARGOYLE.
Buy It Now  | Inkprint Press
🖤 American Abroad 🖤 Bad Boy Loves The Good Girl 🖤 Kdramas 🖤 You Had Me At Hello 🖤 Secret Identities
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muppenthings · 2 years
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I know gargoyle Virgil probably doesn't have any use for things like this but, I'm just gonna give him an amethyst as a peace offering (aka, please don't hurt me, I have a feeling if I keep pushing him, he might get angry and hunt me down, he reminds me of my older brother)
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Even if he does get annoyed, he wouldn't hurt you. The only time* he'd be up to hurt anyone is if they attempt to hurt Roman or the floofs. At most he'll grab you and fly you to a far away place. You don't get to choose the place. xD
*an exception is if he's driven mad after being destroyed while in stone form too many days in a row. Then he'll revert to what his creator originally intended him to be.
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paranoidfarigiraf · 8 months
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Really looking forward to World of Horror next week.
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bumpintheroad · 8 months
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You're literally the most beautiful woman on the Internet.
i’m booking you an emergency eye exam!!!! u need it
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