This Is A Drawing I Made For Famina. I Have Been The Angel For The Little Characters They Have Made

This is a drawing I made for famina. I have been the angel for the little characters they have made

I hope you enjoy, famina

Trying this out, hoping that my grandma gets better

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

Hello there

Sorry for jumping into the void for so long. I've been pretty busy.

Me and my husband are married and we spent a long time making our new house feel like home. Once I'm ready, I'll start postting again.

I'm in a bit of a situation. My boyfriend has a huge hunger kink(bigger than mine). He has me stuck on the couch and teasing me with food! I haven't eaten anything all day and now I have to go through this. I'm starving! My stomach has never made so much ruckus before. But, to be honest, it feels nice. Everytime my stomach growls, he says "Getting impatient, are we?" Oh lord, help me

Here is a story with my oc in my icon

It's a very cold night and you had just gotten back from the bar with your friends. One of them dared you to do a ritual to summon something. You thought that they were just crazy drunk, but it got you curious. You take your jacket and shoes off, grab some chalk and candles, and got ready to do this. You grabbed a book that your mother used to have due to the demonic spells inside and opened to a random page. You start to draw the pentagram and place the candles at the corners after lighting them and you begin to chant. While you chant, the pentagram starts to glow and the candles turn black. Then a figure starts to float out of the pentagram, causing you to stop chanting. When you stopped, the pentagram stopped glowing and the figure just stood there. You take a better look at the figure and you see that it is some kind of incubus. He raises his head to see you. "Hello, my summoner." He says, bowing. "Holy shit, it actually worked!" You said. He giggled at you reaction, you were a little confused on why he wasn't immediately swarming you to sign the deed with him so he could return. "Aren't you gonna...you know?" You ask him, his smile fades. "I don't really want to do that." You start to feel like you said something bad. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask." You apologized. You take a look at his clothes to finally see how much his bones are poking out! You did hear that an incubus or succubus need s*x for their meals, or, that's what you thought. His stomach growls right after you have that thought, making him wince. He was really hungry and need something. "What terrible manners, I'm very sorry." He says. You shake your head. "No need to apologize, it happens to everyone." You say to try and not make him feel embarrassed. "What do you need, what does your body need?" You ask him. He starts to think and looks at your kitchen to see a bunch of fruit. He points to the fruit to let you know what he wants. "Oh, do you want a fruit salad?" You ask. He nodds, not wanting to speak for some reason. You tell him to sit on the couch while you cut the fruit and make his salad. While he sits, his stomach starts roaring for the fruit. "Please quiet down, this is really embarrassing." He says under his breath, covering his face with one hand while the other rubs his rumbling tummy. Minutes later, you bring the bowl of fruit to him. He hesitates, he is afraid of something. You grab his fork and pick up a nice big juicy grape and put it under his nose so he could smell the juice that was spilling onto the fork. His stomach growls as he whimpers, he finally takes the grape. The face of joy on his face was enough to make Satan's heart melt. He made all sorts of cute tiny noises. "What's your name?" You ask. "Frosty, Frosty Hickory." You can feel a pretty good friendship cooking up.