Aeon
@aeonghoul.bsky.social
They/them
💫Summoned during era 1
✨Former assistant to Primo, current head of summonings
💫liker of bugs
✨socially anxious ghoul
(OC rp account, minors do not interact🔞, admin is 22)
💫Summoned during era 1
✨Former assistant to Primo, current head of summonings
💫liker of bugs
✨socially anxious ghoul
(OC rp account, minors do not interact🔞, admin is 22)
Perhaps a new bow…mine‘s running low on hairs!
What do you wish for, March?
What do you wish for, March?
December 10, 2025 at 7:21 AM
Perhaps a new bow…mine‘s running low on hairs!
What do you wish for, March?
What do you wish for, March?
With a hum they pull her close, arms blanketing her in the warm embrace.
A soft purr comes to live, an attempt to soothe whatever ailment befell her.
A soft purr comes to live, an attempt to soothe whatever ailment befell her.
December 9, 2025 at 10:55 PM
With a hum they pull her close, arms blanketing her in the warm embrace.
A soft purr comes to live, an attempt to soothe whatever ailment befell her.
A soft purr comes to live, an attempt to soothe whatever ailment befell her.
„anytime, Eggy“ the hand stays on her head, petting softly between her horns.
„Do you need a hug?“
„Do you need a hug?“
December 9, 2025 at 10:46 PM
„anytime, Eggy“ the hand stays on her head, petting softly between her horns.
„Do you need a hug?“
„Do you need a hug?“
They carefully comb back her hair to reveal more forehead, placing a little kiss right in the center with a dramatic „mmmmmwah!“
December 9, 2025 at 10:40 PM
They carefully comb back her hair to reveal more forehead, placing a little kiss right in the center with a dramatic „mmmmmwah!“
I can give you a little kiss on the forehead if you’d like :3
December 9, 2025 at 10:37 PM
I can give you a little kiss on the forehead if you’d like :3
Is there really such a thing??
December 9, 2025 at 5:42 PM
Is there really such a thing??
If love is for the weak then I‘ve never been more glad to be weak
…until it comes to opening jars
…until it comes to opening jars
December 9, 2025 at 5:41 PM
If love is for the weak then I‘ve never been more glad to be weak
…until it comes to opening jars
…until it comes to opening jars
Someone‘s messing with your altars?? :0
I was thinking something more uh…..recent! But, it should be rectified by neow!
I was thinking something more uh…..recent! But, it should be rectified by neow!
December 9, 2025 at 4:41 PM
Someone‘s messing with your altars?? :0
I was thinking something more uh…..recent! But, it should be rectified by neow!
I was thinking something more uh…..recent! But, it should be rectified by neow!
Not oil!!! The uhm….other. Thing.
December 9, 2025 at 1:45 PM
Not oil!!! The uhm….other. Thing.
Oh :( of course, some warm water then.
Winter really isn’t treating you well
Winter really isn’t treating you well
December 9, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Oh :( of course, some warm water then.
Winter really isn’t treating you well
Winter really isn’t treating you well
…. Bringing you a care-pack again!
What would you like? Tea? Chicken stock? Blood of the innocent?
What would you like? Tea? Chicken stock? Blood of the innocent?
December 9, 2025 at 5:41 AM
…. Bringing you a care-pack again!
What would you like? Tea? Chicken stock? Blood of the innocent?
What would you like? Tea? Chicken stock? Blood of the innocent?
I had nothing to do with it!
December 8, 2025 at 9:39 PM
I had nothing to do with it!
That…may very well be, yeah
December 8, 2025 at 9:08 PM
That…may very well be, yeah
closer. Own hand coming up to cup his bigger one. It felt so warm beneath their touch.
December 8, 2025 at 9:07 PM
closer. Own hand coming up to cup his bigger one. It felt so warm beneath their touch.
Their eyes follow the movement of his hand, before jumping back to him. Confused, perhaps unsure.
Their ear flutters more at his contact, clearly embarrassed. But soon enough their cheek leans into the touch, seeking his connection.
“What? No witty remarks this time?” They hum while leaning -
Their ear flutters more at his contact, clearly embarrassed. But soon enough their cheek leans into the touch, seeking his connection.
“What? No witty remarks this time?” They hum while leaning -
December 8, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Their eyes follow the movement of his hand, before jumping back to him. Confused, perhaps unsure.
Their ear flutters more at his contact, clearly embarrassed. But soon enough their cheek leans into the touch, seeking his connection.
“What? No witty remarks this time?” They hum while leaning -
Their ear flutters more at his contact, clearly embarrassed. But soon enough their cheek leans into the touch, seeking his connection.
“What? No witty remarks this time?” They hum while leaning -
Their lips follow as if tethered to his, unwilling to break away so soon. Craving that sweet taste of his, the comfort that swayed in his embrace.
“Yes” they barely manage to whisper against his lips, head nodding along in enthusiasm, “please.”
“Yes” they barely manage to whisper against his lips, head nodding along in enthusiasm, “please.”
December 8, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Their lips follow as if tethered to his, unwilling to break away so soon. Craving that sweet taste of his, the comfort that swayed in his embrace.
“Yes” they barely manage to whisper against his lips, head nodding along in enthusiasm, “please.”
“Yes” they barely manage to whisper against his lips, head nodding along in enthusiasm, “please.”
Please do not, it will get an upset stomach
December 8, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Please do not, it will get an upset stomach
I fear chaos and morbid curiosity take the reins in these parts. Perhaps my own fault for wording it like. This.
December 8, 2025 at 8:54 PM
I fear chaos and morbid curiosity take the reins in these parts. Perhaps my own fault for wording it like. This.
Main entrance to the cellar, third corridor left.
…or so I’ve been told
…or so I’ve been told
December 8, 2025 at 8:46 PM
Main entrance to the cellar, third corridor left.
…or so I’ve been told
…or so I’ve been told