*teleports in* Noticed you don't see to have a demonic form...right..
“does this count as a demonic form? i find this angel fucking disgusting and seeing as i don’t have a “demonic” form this is the best next thing”
this wasn’t supposed to be answer and ask but then again i find it funny how Queen and this angel version of him always call each other filth. i have no idea what to name him i was thinking of prim but i don’t really think it fits??? oh well i had fun drawing him anyway))
also i might change his outfit design to something more angel like but for now have this ))
@laymetorest77 requested: Okay so since Fat Joey had died & there was that little part that Negan was saying his respects over the walkie, I think maybe there was a burial for him. What I’m thinking is the reader was his sister & she’s super upset at the fact that he passed away & she visits his grave every day & one day Negan catches her (he’s never noticed her before) & she’s singing some song they used to sing to each other when they were kids & he’s super stunned at how well she can sing?
Character(s): Negan and Reader Summary: Negan realizes that Fat Joey has a sister. Little does he know, she’s also got a voice of an angel. Word Count: 1,610 Author’s Note: I absolutely love writing a softer side to Negan, so thank you so much for requesting this! It’s such an interesting idea that I was super excited to write about it! The song I also chose was a song that my I have always sang with my brothers when we were younger! Thank you again for requesting, and I sure hope this exceeds all expectations! Enjoy! :-)
Come on Cas, it’s just prom, not the end of the world
This is my second amazing commission from linneart, it’s the last one for now but definitely looking forward to working with her again if I ever need another commission ;)
It’s the same idea as my first one, this time it’s them from ‘Free to Be You and Me’, which is season five where they were actually dealing with the end of the world. Get it? Anyways, the only thing world ending in that high school is probably not getting a date for prom. I am so happy that I got my two perfect and amazing commissions from such a talented artist and cool person. Thanks!
so i'm fat, i've always been fat. i'm also sapphic and like, i love girls, but i really have a soft spot for fat girls. fat girls are just angels and goddesses and don't get me wrong i do love all girls including skinny girls but fat girls are just amazing. but i don't feel that way about myself?? other fat girls are beautiful and sexy but i'm disgusting and unhealthy? i just can't see myself in a beautiful light because of my weight. i don't understand. i just want to be happy with myself
Yes, fat girls are angels and goddesses and that does count you too. But I know exactly what you’re going through and just about every fat person I know irl struggles with variations of this from time to time. There’s like this thought, “every fat girl is pulling it off way better than me” that runs through my head. It feels like exactly what you’ve described. One of the best ways to help yourself feel better is to try to find photosets of people who have the same body type. Spend some time admiring them and later try to do the same for yourself. Attempt to treat yourself the way you would treat other beautiful fat girls. This practice can hopefully make it a little easier to start appreciating your own body. Self-care and body positivity is not always easy but you will find peace and happiness within yourself. One day you will be happy with yourself. Remember you are beautiful. You’re an angel.
Sagittarius - you’re always tripping over half-bitten fantasies, losing wisps of yourself with every breath, sometimes, a dream is a wish, and sometimes, a dream is a warning. you are corrugated chaos, moonshine in a bottle, an early winter sunset.
Scorpio - you’ve scraped your knees on the bathroom tiles so many times that they’re beginning to form a colorful pattern; always chewing with your mouth closed, king of feigned gaze fires, aching, aching, to disappear, to drown in a sea of ghosts, to make the shrinking game your shrine.
Libra - you look back on every person you’ve ever kissed and they’re like a row of broken teeth, a neighborhood of fractured houses. you don’t have to get tangled in a tree to look at the world from the top, you are the top, you’re a star god on your murky midnight mantle.
Virgo - what would you say to yourself if you showed up at your own doorstep? shuddering there in the rain like a crumpled flower, eyes foggy ethers; would you forgive yourself for it all, bandage your bloodied knuckles, kiss the demons into submission? would you curl up & fold into yourself, love yourself like you do everyone else? you are so full of starlight they can practically see you from space.
Leo - you cannot fight the past into unravelling all over again, you cannot paint outside of the lines of time, winter will bite & summer will scald, but you were meant for the emerald arms of the forest, for rooftop dances and the tender twilight of a warm heart. chew up your regrets, spit them out and forge your future.
Cancer - the world is a stormcloud, your reality is rain, and rain, and rain. learn to splash in the puddles, carve statues of yourself in the mud, set the butterflies free and rekindle a romance with the moon. sometimes, you have to be soaked in gasoline to learn to withstand the inevitable burn.
Gemini - you are standing at the edge of a mountain. across from you is another mountain, and upon it stands your sadness. he is grotesque, stony eyes & morphine breath, he promises blood carnivals and ripping up your paper garden. there is a gun in your left hand, the weight of it reflects the weight of your heart. you point. you shoot.
Taurus - you are a waterfall of whimsicalities, thousands have watched stars bow at your feet, oceans kissing your sore cheeks, cicadas flittering about your hair. weird is the new cool, you’re shaping cities with your champagne tongue, glowing in the dark like the moon.
Aries - haunting children in grocery stores, digging bones up in the meadow, trading faces with strangers - so what, they tell you you’re a ghost and you start to believe it? kiss the palm of your hand, dip your hands in your hair, shower your eyelashes in morning light. people don’t need to perform a séance to speak with you. you are of flesh & humming soul, you are one with the living still.
Pisces - close your eyes and count to ten. what does the darkness whisper to you? (sweetsin, angel, lifeblood), does it draw you a cradle & sway you to sleep? does it wrap its shadowy-wings around your black-painted body and prod you to love it? darling, you are a dove, the ravens have held you hostage long enough.
Aquarius - you are shipwrecked, caught between a sea rock and a sky rock, the distance between these two stony empires seems eternal, but you know that nothing is eternal, you begin to build a ladder out of moonlight & sea crystals, there is so much that you have yet to see, drowned sailor.
Capricorn - you are the taste of old wine on winter-washed lips, you are a moonless planet. you do not need something to orbit you, they would grow dizzy and tired anyway. you are firm of body & soul. you step into outerspace and trudge your own path, brimming with star clusters and gleaming lights, blue-boned spires & solar storms.
(( A simple rp starter involving the new baby.Just to make it clear this is NOT an OC! This is actually PLAGUE (called Pledge) but as an ANGEL. Does this count as a teaser for his upcoming reference? Anywho- ))
Pledge was sitting at a park bench with his wings tucked into his back, legs swinging back and forth as swarms of doves surrounded him and pecked at him for attention which he gladly gave them with a big smile. “I don’t have much but I have some bread~” He said as he held out his hands that had a piece of bread in it. The doves immediately jumped at his hands, pushing each other off for a piece. He frowned and closed his hands. “Hey! Be nice and share! There’s enough for all of you.” He said before splitting the bread up and handing it to each bird. They protected it and squawked at each other before eating their share. He sighed as he watched them before looking up at the sky with a small hum of content, not noticing if anybody was around.
I was tagged by @stitch-quinn to do the K-Pop girl group tag!! Thank you for tagging me love! ^.^ And don’t worry, I’ve only gotten into girl groups recently too so most of my songs will probably be from the same groups too! xD (there’s gonna be a LOT of blackpink and 4Minute lmao!!)
calum is probably SUCH a good kisser. just imagine kiSsiNg him…u would press ur hands gently against his soft cheeks….. his plump lips would not-so-gently, but instead passionately, melt with yours……..his hands would rest on the back of your neck and in the crook of your waist……..he would probably rub his thumb a little against a sliver of your skin bc he knows that gives u the chills…………,,…he would push u up against any nearby surface so he could easier deepen the kis s………when u pulled away for air his eyes would crinkle into that big goofy smile and he’d whisper your name so lovingly……………………… i hate myself