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[faggyfemboyfrog]

nights in hell feel different by a.s (@faggyfemboyfrog)

a oneshot based on a canon roleplay w/ @davedrawsdicks

cw: one-sided pining, sexual themes such as: masturbation, vivid descriptions of sexual fantasies, and sexual dreams, strong language and mild and/or brief mention of drug use ─ reader discretion is advised, and no minors are encouraged to read this.

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Night in hell feels a little bit different now, if Andreas was being honest. And he was, because nothing felt the same anymore. Not since that beautiful blonde fell from the heavens for God-knows-why. He didn't even care, he couldn't care any less. His nights used to be spent out late, at the bar or a club with a few other demon-colleagues. The smell of arousal and the feeling of a white powdery substance clinging to his right nostril was always prevalent in his many rowdy nights.

Now, the tall entity lay on his couch whilst the fallen angel rested, nestled in his sheets. He wondered, if maybe Louis smelled the scent of his cologne on the pillows mingled with musk and nicotine. Did he snuggle into the scent, or did he cringe? Did it feel like home to him, like it's where he belonged? This was silly, yes, but Louis had been living with Andreas for months now. Never before had the demon been put to the test... never had he have to wait or pursue another correctly.

But here he was, his heart palpitating against his chest in thought. If he listened close enough, he could hear the little shuffles of the small male's legs searching for cool sheets. He was picking up on the smallest of movements, the tiniest of looks ─ he was obsessed it seemed. Andreas didn't want it to be that way, but he couldn't help it. He was living his life and then the angel practically fell into it. Now every day revolved around him.

Some nights the taller of the two wished he could ask to share the bed, not to make a move but to be close. He had been ever so slightly introducing more touch between he and Louis, but was trying to be respectful of boundaries. Now he could casually wrap his arm protectively around his angel, although he copped little mentions of being a bit possessive by fellow coworkers who he vented to from time to time. Still, he didn't have the guts to ask to share the bed. He could say it was because the couch hurt his back, because it did, but he was scared.

Demons, they were monsters right? And he's an angel, fallen or not. Andreas couldn't hide from the fact that Louis brought out unthinkable urges within him, and sleep next to him would make matters worse. All he needed was a stiffy first thing in the morning ─ as if he didn't deal with that enough. He hated the way Louis controlled his body inevitably and without even knowing it. The smallest things made his stomach drop. His smiles, his giggles, the way his wings contrasted against his own and the feathers had a glimmer of sparkle in Hell's light. The way he cuddled their pet rabbit, Despair, and the way he couldn't not want to save any and all hell-creatures he passed on the walks home from work together.

Then, there were the less adorable and more tempting things. Andreas was certain these things were not on purpose, but he couldn't help but feel completely and utterly teased ─ pushed the peaks of sexual frustration. Things like how comfortable Louis was able to be while dressing “feminine” and the way he looked in things like skirts and dresses, knee socks and thigh garters, all of it. The way he looked when he was concentrating, especially if he didn't understand the concept of something but was trying his upmost hardest to understand. It was the way his eyes were focused and the way his lips were persed or bitten whilst he listened attentively.

Andreas had a habit of staring. When Louis bent over, when he walked around normally, little peeks from the couch as Louis took a late night showers and hurried back to the taller's room in a big and fluffy towel. He wondered if the angel noticed, or if he was getting by with sneaking longing glances. The demon hadn't slept around since the night before the angel had arrived, that was how concentrated Louis had Andreas on the prize. The prize. He really couldn't find time to mess around, not when he was trying his best to be a good friend and potential boyfriend candidate.

It was easy to assume, Andreas was pent up. His lower stomach was heated and churning just at the thought of the other, feeling the tension take on his body and more importantly focusing directly on his lower half. ‘Come on, not now.’ He thinks to himself as he's draped over the sofa, a throw blanket pulled into his lap. He hears the faint snores of the angel in the next room and sighs, tilting his head back and letting the soft glow of the television run over his skin, his hand slowly slinking down his frame in self-defeat.

Andreas always felt the smallest bit of guilt, feeling terrible for the way he viewed Louis and without his permission ─ it had never been an issue, ever. He'd never cared. But now, now he felt bad for the way his began to slowly trail his finger tips over the waistband of his sweatpants. The way his breath hitched and his eyes closed when his head was tilted back was anything but holy, especially when his hands dipped into the fabric and underneath the soft boxers.

The amount of times the demon relieved himself to the perverted thoughts he harbored towards Louis, was too many to count. The amount of methods he used was limitless: biting onto a shirt that smelled like him, using said same shirt as a barrier between his hand and his length, grinding ─ humping the very pillow the blonde drenched his scent in before washing it for laundry day. A pervert? Most definitely. But only so perverted for him. A part of him wished Louis noticed, but he knew he'd be embarrassed.

“A-Ah~” He doesn't even notice he's touching himself while in such a trance thinking of Louis, until he's bucking his hips up to meet his fist. Shit. That was how easy it was for him to mindlessly become a mess for the blonde. He shivered and shook, feeling the rush of adrenaline course through him and the churning and tightness in his lower stomach. He sunk into the hoodie on his upper half, still smelling of the blonde who had borrowed it the night prior, inhaling softly as his hips thrusted and fist pumped. Fantasies roamed his mind, ones of complete possession and control over the other.

His hand gripping the sheets mocked how he wished he could gently squeeze at the Angel's neck, mouth hungry to capture the other's lips. He had the sweetest little figure, petite, doll-like. He was a beautiful male and he knew it, it was apparent in every way he walked. His hips swiveled in enticing ways that Andreas couldn't correctly impersonate in his mind. The way the taller could invision every little recoil in whimper was too vivid for when himself to handle, and he knew that because after just minutes of mentally fucking Louis's brains out ─ he came.

The tension slowly subsides but the mess doesn't, leaving the panting and tired demon to bend his neck to examine the puddle of slick before tiredly throwing it back in post-orgasm fatigue. His cock twitched and pulsed, before after nearly twenty minutes, it softens and is tucked back into the loose fitting boxers where it belongs. Andreas finally lifts his head, being careful as he gets up to not make much a noise. His fingers wipe at the sticky mess on his toned torso, covering his long fingers in the ropes of cum much to his disapproval. Gross. He hates the aftermath... well... his own, anyway.

He toddled to the bathroom, passing the open door to his room where the angel slept. He paused in front of the doorway, trying his best to make out the frame of Louis in the bed ─ however unable because of the dark. He shook his head before looking to his hands and going to the bathroom to rinse and wash, wiping his hands on a clean cloth and opening the door. Although, he could have sworn he'd seen Louis for a split second jump into the bed. The demon ignores this, maybe Louis had to use the bathroom.

[faggyfemboyfrog]

Hi. I was wondering if maybe you could do some more pregnant omega headcannons or even a few overprotective Alpha ones?

I'm one of those people that over romanticises pregnancy for Omegas. Like in my verse only like 2% or so of Omegas have a rough pregnancy. The rest are all just cute, magazine-like model pregnancies. Where they just have the tiniest, shapely baby bump and they don't feel a lot of pain and everything is unicorns and rainbows.

Is it realistic? No. But it's my verse and I can do what I want with it. So here's some headcanons about it.

• Heavily pregnant Omegas, specially males, get sleepier when they're pregnant and it's not uncommon that they fall asleep while doing things such as eating, taking a shower, reading, etc.

• For this reason cabs and lift apps offer discounts for Omegas that are pregnant by law.

• Pregnant Omegas are more sensitive to practically everything, so a good way to tell if an omega is pregnant, sometimes even before they themselves notice, is changes in behaviour such as:

• Getting annoyed with textures and clothing and lounging naked in the sun/in their nests because of it.

• Avoiding items with all and every scent that is not their own or their mates (yes this includes friends and family).

• Being more ticklish.

• Not enjoying strong flavoured things as much before.

• Babies can't kick and move in my verse as they do irl (because It's creepy as a fuck and I hate it) BUT they can purr. Omega males will stay hours purring back to their bump. It's almost as a language only the two of them can understand.

• Pregnant Omegas have the opportunity of "being a beta" for 6 months. Their hypersensitivity for scent allows them to perceive subtle changes only Betas would be privy to originally.

• That coupled with their newly flowered motherly senses make pregnant Omegas the ultimate comforters. If you're down and a pregnant Omega is there to give you love, you'll be all right.

• Pregnant Omegas are Hornier. They just are.

I hope you like these, I'm not as inspired as I used to be but here it goes :)

[faggyfemboyfrog]

I’ve seen the headcanon that omegas are naturally warm and alphas like to spoon and cuddle them for warmth because they’re naturally cold, and I’ve also seen vice versa where it’s the omega that runs cold and the alpha runs hot. Do you have one that you prefer/ headcanon?

I think both can have strong arguments behind them but if I had to choose I'd go with Alphas hot and Omegas cold.

Alphas give warmth which in a way is a form to provide for a mate. And heat is so important and note worthy exactly because Omegas don't experience hot body temperatures normally.

[faggyfemboyfrog]

Imagine: an alpha slowly greeting their newborn pup for the first time.

(gif not mine)

[faggyfemboyfrog]

my introduction by a.s (@faggyfemboyfrog)

He knew that this choice would forever taint his life and the things he could do within it. What he was getting into wasn't a matter of silly little games, or small and risky behavior. But nobody had to know anyway, nobody had to see the paints suffering but himself, so what was the big conundrum? After all, agoraphobia prevented anyone from seeing the life that the man lived. Although he didn't dare mutter the word, the big scary word... it was well received what he was going through. His own sister had no idea how to help, all she know was that her dear brother was unlike any other person she had know ─ a recluse. Perhaps he should be more appreciative of the “lavish” life he lived, if he had one, that is. -an insert from a personal work

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Hello my loves, my name is Ashe or Salem. I am an 18+ university student living the United States as of right now. My passions include things amongst gardening, thrifting, violin, reading, and my studies. I have been roleplaying for about six or seven years now, give or take, and for the most part I seek that experience as well!

This blog is where I will be posting monologues, au!s, roleplay requests, plots, prompts, and personal fan-fiction of OCs. I would appreciate all, if any, support I receive. I am not new to Tumblr, I am fairly used to it but this is going to be my main and go-to account.

Interests I have revolve around men-loving-men, or “gay romance” so if that is your cup of tea, stick around.

Historical Fiction e.g. war/royalty/advocacy themes

Supernatural e.g. shifter/werewolf/vampire themes

Spiritual e.g. mythological/angel-demon themes

Crime e.g. mafia/fbi/undercover/spy themes

Slice-Of-Life e.g. university/cliche themes

Animal-Based e.g. wolves/dogs/hybrid themes

Additional Sub-Themes

Modern e.g. modernizing fantasy (e.g. wolves irl)

AOB e.g. Alpha-Omega-Beta!!!! This is a favourite.

Taboos e.g. affairs/in-the-closet/forbidden themes

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BEFORE INTERACTING WITH ME:

I am eighteen years old. MDNI. If you do not know what that means, it means, Minors Do Not Interact. Because majority of the material I create has adult actions and dialogue that is not suitable for children, I would love all minors reading this to refrain from leaving a note, comment, or a message. This is for your safety my loves, you do not need to be pre-introduced to things not suitable for you.

I am in university ─ I very much have a life. I have a family, a boyfriend, pets, plants, a job, and homework. This does not mean that I am slow to reply, but this means sometimes I require rest and will not reply as per usual. I have multiple mental illnesses and many doctor/psychiatric appointments as well. Please, be patient.

I am a very enthusiastic and friendly person, who is easily put down by people seeming uninterested or non-enthusiastic about the roleplay. It kills my motivation to roleplay with you, if you have a seemingly careless attitude. I suggest you have a similar approach to me if you'd like to roleplay with me. I am always looking for new friends, I love people!

I use Discord only, sorry! My tag is bubs#4200, and usually I make us our own organised server so that we can access things as needed!

I'm extra! I use Pinterest to make private boards of our OCs, Spotify to make playlists, and I am a digital artist so I love doing fan art of our babies!

NSFW is NOT mandatory to roleplay with me!