HELLO, ITS COCO! YOURE SHADOW BANNED SAM!!!

HELLO, ITS COCO! YOURE SHADOW BANNED SAM!!!

Cant see your reblogs or search your blog!

...and how to get rid of it? What is it, why and how is it happened...q-q

Happy birthday to MEEEEE

Yes, I'm simp

S - I

I - Love

M - Man's

P - Boobs

a thank you drawing for 2k on insta!!! (ver w/ no text below)

I need to learn how to render skin in the sun….especially his white skin, but I can’t decide if he has black or red blood 😭😭 that’s why I didn’t draw his ear 😞

canon that the panties he put on are actually yours... Like a cat that found a toy(phone charger) and now it’s his.

expect one hot picture with your incubus husband as a gift for b'day ~

Happy birthday Coco darling!!!! Thanks for being a super awesome mutual and literally my sparring buddy, because good lord you put up a fight

I’m still better though/j

In celebration of your birthday, here’s a little something from your favourite silly tiny mage of all time!!!! I hope you like it 👉👈

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When was it when you started looking forward to coming home?

An outstretched palm, coming to a close around a door’s handle. Keys adorned with various keychains of characters jingling in your other hand, singing like ringing church bells. You would reduce the amount of keychains, but it does make it easier to find.

Most of the keychains were brought or made by you, but one was specially sewn by your… roommate of sorts. A merry little skull, grinning at you somewhat sinisterly. A top hat stood askew on the crown of its head, a goofy little detail.

“A lil’ good luck charm. Just for ya~”

He told you with a cheeky little smile dancing across his lips. Before you could even object, he grabbed your keys, fastening it among your other keychains. You’ve carried it around since.

Stroking it with your thumb gently, you slot your keys into your door, easing it open. Glancing up, you stare into the hallways, announcing your arrival:

“I’m home.”

You’re greeted with a head popping out of your kitchen, grinning away like a Cheshire Cat. Locks of ebony and violet spill from his head, with a pair of horns sticking out from his forehead. White tattoos cradle the undersides of his eyes, a replica of his spine flowing down his neck, dipping into his shirt. An apron is fastened around his waist, the bright red words “Kiss The Cook” rather prominent on it.

“Welcome Home, lil’ imp!”

The man greets you with a laugh and a nonchalant wave, before dipping back into the kitchen. He’s Sam, your roommate for…. Actually, you weren’t sure how long he’s stayed with you. It feels like one day he just showed up and made himself at home.

Not that you mind terribly, though. He helps with the housework while you’re gone, cooks whenever he’s bored… Sam’s good company as well, always ready with a quip or a joke to keep the conversation going. The only probable issue with him staying with you would be the fact that he was an incubus.

A demonic being from the depths of hell, whose life force is sustained by deeds of a more sinful nature. Well, that was how Sam explained it, the first time he showed up on your doorstep.

You almost got a heart attack then. This scantily dressed man with a pair of horns and a forked tail knocking on your door one fine Sunday? Man, it’s a wonder why you didn’t call the police straight away.

You slapped him with a slipper. Sam’s never been more surprised. Most people either fall for his charms, or run away screaming. He hardly gets to meet anyone who could resist his aura, much less hit him in the face.

You’re a rather interesting lil’ imp!

So he moved himself in right after. You’ve tried various ways to kick him out of your house. A salt line (Sam ended up vacuuming it up), playing prayers from every religious CD you could get your hands on ( Sam changed it out to other music. Better music, he said. It’s from your favourite band… hate to say it, but he’s got taste), replacing the locks on your door (he teleported right in with a ring of fire. You haven’t gotten the burns out of your floor till this day).

Come on, cut it out trying to kick him out! Sam’s so very hurt, y’know? It’s almost as if you don’t want him around, lil’ imp~

You can try to tell him that you want him out, as time goes by, Sam doesn’t miss the soft note in your voice whenever you talk to him. It’s getting harder and harder for you to hide the blush on your cheeks whenever both of you make eye contact. Hm, you’re not as immune to his charms as he initially thought~

Or so Sam claims, but somehow thinking about you liking him only because of his looks makes him hurt a little, in his chest. In his… heart. That sounds rather odd to say out loud, actually. Especially since he’s an incubus. Sam’s supposed to be immune to this sort of thing.

Goodness, was he experiencing the forlorn of love? Him?

Falling in love with a mortal…. Falling in love with you?

That doesn’t sound too bad, actually.

For now, Sam’s playing the role of the helpful, kind roommate the best he can for you. Slyly finding out your favourite things to eat, your favourite things to do. Watching stupid horror movies with you on the couch, cuddled up to each other. Sam has to fight the urge to slip his hand into yours under your blanket. He settles for letting your fingers brush against his when you reach for the snack bowl.

Sam knows you mortals like to take things slow. Relationships start carefully, with both parties getting to know each other first. He doesn’t want to scare you off, ever.

He doesn’t know what he’ll do without you anymore.

So Sam waits for you at home every day.

He greets you with a smile on his face when you come home.

Sam doesn’t even have to fake it, anymore.

But beware, because even his patience can run thin. He’s a demon, after all. An incubus, straight from the flaming pits of hell. So if one day, you find yourself restrained on your own bed, Sam’s hands on your hips….

Well, you’ll forgive him afterwards, wouldn’t you?

After all, he’s your beloved Sam darling, isn’t he?

THE SAM INCUBO HOUSE HUSBAND, MY GOD,ooooooohhhhh BLESS ME FATHER-

My God, Ceru, thank you very much, it's absolutely brilliant AAEEEHHHHHH I READ IT VERY EARLY AND A LOT OF TIMES. IT'S VERY CUTE AND... :) THE END asjasjajsjasj hhhhhhHEEELLLPPPP.

OBVIOUSLY POST IT SO THAT OTHERS READ this Sublime work of art AHHHHHHHHHHHH- MATCH MY FREAK. I read this while listening to songs on [Slowed + Reverb] HIGHLY RECOMMENDED-

Sea emperor leviathan Azul is done!! another nightmare to draw but still fdkhfdhjsfdhjfdshfds

And the twins for size reference fdkfdskjdfsjksdjks

Maybe Floyd was right, we really are a shrimp hflhdkhdldhkydlydkd

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