#ask azazel

The ghoul usually had moments like this, tossing and turning as he usually does.

As that was happening, Azazel was resting in his bed when he heard a familiar knock at the door..it being Plasma.

//sorry for it being shorter than usual 😭//

@ask-plasmaghoul

Azazel wasn't sleeping either..he felt weird lately and kinda empty. So usually late at night he was just staring at the ceiling. He was doing that right now too, when he heard a knock on his door.

He already knew who it was in this late hour, Plasma. Azazel slowly sits up in the bed, he sighs. As he stands up he steps to the door and opens it and he forces a smile on his lips for Plasma.

- 🦭(totally not one of your classmates)

Well to put it in very VERY simple terms without divulging into too much spoilers The Gods of Life and Death have a father/child relationship GRIM: Oh at first I never thought of myself as a father, but when the Gods of Life started depicting me as their dad, it stuck. LIFE: I wouldn't have had it any other way!

When Plasma first arrived, he was still used to the things he did back then.. like keeping his physical form ready for tour and such. Worrying about every single part of himself. But once he got used to the church, he slowly stopped..

It was difficult for Plasma but god, Azazel loved every part of him no matter the change.. and especially now. Plasma was more easy to grab and there was more of him..

Soon it was late in the night and Plasma was in his room with Azazel.. standing in front of the mirror undressed while Azazel slowly walked up behind him.

— @ask-plasmaghoul

//new body design change= new rp (👁️👁️)about it giggle//

Azazel always knew Plasmas insecurities, even when they didnt talk about it. He could feel it and sense on him, but he loved the ghouls changes, it was healthy and happiness..especially for Azazel. Although he had his own secrets and insecurities, he never spoke about these.

To the point where he couldn't even focus on lighting a single candle correctly without melting it. If you touched him.. he felt absolutely hot, like steam needed to be let out.. and Azazel happened to notice. He wanted to help Plasma.. release.. some of that.

One night, Azazel was sitting in his room when he heard knocking at the door.. It was Plasma.

Azazel noticed Plasmas weird "friend", he wanted to help me. Help Plasma release his pains and stress.

Azazel let Plasma into his room, looking at the ghoul up and down.

Azazel soon got the idea of Plasma wearing handcuffs, being teased to the absolute breaking point. Making a huge mess of him. That excited Azazel.

Soon it was another night, Plasma was laid out on his bed.. handcuffed in bright red fuzzy handcuffs, only in his boxers. Staring straight up at Azazel.

— @ask-plasmaghoul

Plasma seemed to be just again a mess and Azazel loved this. He has a lot of troubles with the Church and his "realitionship" with Bartholomew, but these midnight funs could distract him from his problems.

As Plasma was under Azazel once again, the demon smiled in a sweet teasing way. He was sitting in the ghouls lap and although Plasma had some boxers on, Azazel was already full naked.

Azazel had known of a ghoul that lived in the same church he stayed in.. it seemed the ghoul actually grew up there, learning the ways of the lord.. which was the opposite of what they usually learn.

Which means.. he didn’t commit sins such as sex.. and oh boy.. Plasma was in for something.

With ghouls, they tend to have heat.. usually Plasma would have to lock himself down so that he wouldn’t commit this sin. But one night Azazel was talking with Plasma in his room when he noticed the ghoul looked like something was wrong..

Plasma had forgotten to lock himself in his room for his heat and Azazel noticed him starting to squirm..

//👁️👁️//

Azazel found Plasma very strange for a ghoul. Himself cant imagine a day without even touching himself.

As they were together, Azazel noticed Plasmas strange behavior. "Are you alright little one? You look..weird and your scent is very strong too.." Azazel chuckles as he speaks.

It had been radio silence for a bit from him, not once has there been any sight of him.

Maybe it was a ghoul thing, or something else.

Plasma did slack off on his old ghoul duties, not having to train for tour and such..and it took somewhat of a beating out of him.

Soon it was another night, quiet once again. Azazel was expecting the ghoul to come back for one of his nightly visits and yet, nothing.

//this has been buzzing in my mind so.. I am cringe and free. Sorry 😭 explodes//

《You are not cringe, Darling. Dont worry about it》

Azazel find this situation quite strange. Even frustrated a little bit. So he decided to check on him. Azazel walked down the hall then arrived at Plasmas room, he was curious if Plasma is even there or not.