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-PÂRO Featuring Wriothesley
Meaning: The feeling that no matter what you do is always somehow wrong—that any attempt to make your way comfortably through the world will only end up crossing some invisible taboo
Word Count: 1.7k~
Description: After accidentally breaking a few laws while at lunch with your boyfriend, he has to ‘punish’ you for your crimes
Edited by: @pretty-princess-peach @tortellini-bandit
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You paced around Wriothesley’s office, trying to stay calm. Today hadn’t gone even remotely as you had intended. You were supposed to be having a completely normal lunch with your boyfriend. Unfortunately, however, you had somehow managed to end up in the fortress of meropide… well, in Wriothesley’s office, anyway.
You really hadn’t meant to do anything wrong, but despite that, you had still broken several laws while on your date. Although, it really wasn’t your fault that your fork had caused one of the carrots in your salad to shoot onto the ground, resulting in you getting a littering charge, and how could they blame you for bumping into the table and causing your boyfriend's drink to spill in your lap, which was apparently contact with alcohol while underage (Seriously? You were 20!).
And were they really allowed to call it “evading arrest” when you refused to go with Wriothesley to the fortress?
Despite your refusal, Wriothesley had taken you (read: carried you over his shoulder) to his office in the fortress, and he left you there while he talked to the chief justice about your punishment. Now you were stuck waiting for your boyfriend to return and tell you if you would have to go to jail or not.
Finally, you heard the metal doors creak open after heavy steps came up the staircase. Your boyfriend walked behind his desk and sat down, rubbing his eyes.
“So?”
“‘So?’”
“Do I have to go to jail…?”
“Oh, that.” He smiled gently. “No, but… you do need some kind of punishment. Neuvilette said that community service might be a good idea, but he didn’t give a definitive punishment.”
“But I didn’t do anything wrong!”
He sighed, shaking his head.
“You still broke laws, but it is up to me to determine your punishment, since this wasn’t an official trial.”
You stood there for a moment, waiting for him to say more.
“So, what will you decide…?”
He leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows at you.
“What do you think you deserve?”
You thought for a second. Should you just say something like community service or just a small fine? Or would he think that’s not enough? You contemplated what you should say, but before you got a chance to say anything, Wriothesley spoke.
“I think you deserve to be handcuffed and punished for being a bad girl. What do you think, princess?”
You blushed. Was he really going to punish you like that…? For this? There’s no way this was a legal recourse. You weren’t going to complain if that’s how things worked out, but you were still confused.
“Is that legal?”
He let out a light laugh.
“Do you really care?”
You smiled at him.
“I guess not.”
Wriothesley smiled back at you, but there was something in his eyes that made you nervous. He had punished you before, and you knew that you were right to be concerned, but it still disquieted you.
“Strip.”
You did as he asked. You slipped out of your dress and took off your underwear.
“Come here. Now.”
Wriothesley slid his chair back as you walked over to stand in front of your boyfriend. He looked you up and down, drawing his eyes over your beautiful body. He stood up and grabbed his handcuffs from his belt before sliding them onto your wrists.
“Get on your knees.”
Wriothesley sat back down in his chair with his legs open so you could settle between them. He took off his belt and undid his pants before pulling out his cock.
“Suck.”
You felt the urge to disobey him bubble up inside of you. You smiled up at him and simply stated, “No.”
He returned your smile once again.
“‘No?’”
His voice holds a menacing lilt.
“No.”
He sighed.
“Five, four, three.” You felt a sense of unease in your stomach, and you began to question your resolve. It was hard to be firm in your brattiness when he used that voice. “Two, one, zero.”
He didn’t say another word as he roughly grabbed your hair in one hand and forcibly opened your mouth with the other. He pushed his cock into your mouth and brought you down until you reached the base. You spluttered and gagged as you tried to get used to his cock in your throat, your jaw already hurting from how thick the Duke was.
He pulled you up and down his cock, letting out deep groans as he did so. You wiggled around, trying to slip out of your handcuffs, but you were completely at Wriothesley’s mercy.
After a minute or two of your boyfriend fucking your throat, you had a bright idea. You could use your teeth! Seconds after you slid your teeth against his cock, he was pulling you off and leaning down to look you in the eye, still gripping your hair tightly.
The look in his eyes sent a chill down your spine. You had made a big mistake.
“Do that again and see what happens, princess.”
You felt your resistance dissipate after those words. You were already being punished, and you didn’t want to make it worse.
“I’m sorry, your grace.”
Wriothesley smiled softly at your submission. You relaxed your body and opened your mouth. He pushed his cock back down your throat, keeping a firm grip on your hair, far preferring to set the pace himself rather than have you do it. This was a punishment, after all. You did your best to breathe through your nose and relax your throat as your boyfriend used your mouth like a toy.
Your throat felt so perfect around Wriothesley’s cock. He was finally about to cum, but before he did, he pulled out of your mouth so he could cum on your face, rather than down your throat. Bad girls don’t get his cum.
You instinctively closed your eyes and stuck out your tongue before his cum landed on your face. You licked up what landed near your mouth, but with your hands stuck behind your back, you were forced to leave the rest.
Wriothesley took a moment to breathe before standing up and dragging you up with him. He turned you so that you were facing away from him, and he pushed you down on his desk. He stood back, admiring your bent body before grabbing his belt where he left it on his desk. He folded his belt and stood back slightly before bringing it down hard on your ass.
You fought the urge to stay silent and began to count the strikes, just like his grace had taught you. One, two, three, four, five.
“Six!”
You braced yourself for another hit, but it never came. You felt his hand gently run over the marks he had made, and you couldn’t help but wince at the discomfort. Wriothesley removed his hand from your ass and ran a finger up your slit.
“You’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes! Please.”
A choked scream escaped your lips when another hit came from your boyfriend’s belt.
“Please, what?”
“Please, your grace!”
“Better.”
You felt the tip of Wriothesley’s cock at your entrance and almost protested at the lack of prep, but before you could, he was pushing inside of you. Tears were forming in your eyes from how much his cock was stretching you out. Fuck, he’s thick.
He bottomed out inside of you, pausing to let you somewhat adjust to his size. How sweet of him.
When he could no longer restrain himself, he started fucking you hard and deep. You felt like you had ascended to heaven after enduring hell. He filled you up so perfectly, turning your mind blank and holding your hips in a bruising grip as he worked towards his end.
“You’re fucking perfect, taking me so good.”
He couldn’t help but let out a deep moan at the feeling of you tightening around him.
“Feels so good! Thank you, your grace!”
A breathy laugh escaped his lips, and he began fucking you faster, needing you more. You were so perfect for him, taking your punishment without protest, and then taking his cock. Was it really necessary to tell you that you hadn’t actually broken any laws, and that he had used your ignorance of Fontaine’s complicated legal system to orchestrate a night of fun for the two of you? He did have to have a meeting with Neuvilette, so it wasn’t a complete lie, but still.
You were losing yourself slowly to the overwhelming pleasure and could barely form words at this point. You tried to tell Wriothesley that you wanted to be closer to him but all that came out was gibberish. The only thing that he was able to make out was “closer”, and fuck, he wanted to be closer to you too.
He wrapped a hand around the front of your throat and pulled you up until you could feel the fabric and the cold clasps of his vest against your bare back. His lips found your neck, and he kissed up towards your lips until, eventually, you were kissing. His lips moved against yours passionately as he continued to fuck you.
“I’m gonna cum! Please, need to so bad!”
Wriothesley smiled at how good you were being, even asking permission to cum.
“Go ahead, princess.”
You let yourself be consumed by the pleasure and tip over the edge. You saw stars as Wriothesley fucked you through your orgasm. As you came down from your high, Wriothesley continued his harsh rhythm, and you could do nothing but whine from the overstimulation. He always lasted longer than you, and you were almost always overstimulated by the time he was finished.
Finally, you felt his rhythm begin to falter, and finally, you felt him fill you up with his cum. The two of you stayed connected, placing gentle kisses on each other's lips as you wound down from the experience.
“How are you feeling?”
“Tired.”
You just wanted to lay down in bed and sleep after such an intense experience. If it weren’t for Wriothesley’s arms around you, you were certain that you would be laying flat on his desk.
“Let’s go home.”
The Duke undid your handcuffs and placed them back on his belt before doing up his own pants and helping you get dressed. Then, he scooped you up and began to carry you home.
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morbific-or-felicific.
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sweetbarista · 3 months
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↳ holy quintet rentry graphic
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bachibabe · 6 months
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pairing: levi ackerman x reader
wc: 400
warnings: none <33
18+ → minors / blank blogs dni
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After the Titan war, after the dust has settled on the battlefield, a single thought finds itself ever present at the forefront of your brain. A single command that keeps your body moving, keeps your legs running no matter how hard they ache. Keeps your blood pumping and your heart racing. A single mission left, one you can’t fail.
You have to find him.
When Eren screamed, when you lost yourself and became a thoughtless Titan hellbent on following the new founders every command. You lost Levi. You lost your lifeblood. No matter how much you ache, no matter how terribly you just want to collapse— your body just can’t find it in itself to do so. Adrenaline pumping through your veins, pushing you, forcing you to find him. To continue on your desperate search of the barren wasteland. To search through the bodies of fallen comrades. To find your other half. To make sure he’s okay.
The moment you lay eyes on him, the moment you see him resting against that rock, a tear rolling down his cheek, a weight lifts off your shoulders. Your heart stops pounding. The food from your vision clears. Your legs carry your frame to him without thinking. You never have to think when it comes to him. At this point it feels like everything comes too easy. Loving him is easy.
Your hands find his temples, holding him. Letting you know that he is real. That you both still are. Your forehead presses against his own as your legs collapse. Finally safe. Finally with him. Tears swell in your eyes. It’s over, the story has reached its conclusion. You are free.
“You can rest now.”
Your voice is quiet, barely above a whisper. You know he heard it. His arm slumps, muscles relaxing as you finally hold him. As you keep him close. As the two of you make it out of a battle for the final time together. You both live together. All of your hopes and dreams can finally be realised. All of the hardships are worth it just for this, for now. For the present— for a future where you two can grow old, for a future where the two of you can find refuge in each others souls without worry.
A future where happiness is your only worry.
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beautyallaroundus25 · 10 months
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Tom💋💋💋
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ringchime · 5 months
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KASUMI TOYAMA rentry graphics !
req by : anon
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nateezfics · 3 months
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。・:*˚:✧。𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬*ੈ✩‧₊˚
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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦✧ ˚  ·    .
⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚𝐤𝐨-𝐟𝐢
⋆⁺‧₊𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐭: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎
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deviljesterlamb · 5 months
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Goth!Asmo who makes Solomon goth too because he can and Solomon just is like "Fine. Whatever". It's just a change on appearance after all. Nothing more.
Then Raphael arrives back home to see Solomon completely goth now from head to toe...Then says "...WHO HURT YOU?" while pulling out a spear.
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thedeadthree · 11 months
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-`. introducing LILIA LAURENT and the band two headed mother.
for @infamous-if featuring @umbertors dead romantics ! 🎸 -`. THIS IS TWO HEADED MOTHER // -`. GOOD BAD IDEA
(TEMPLATES: 1 . 2 . 3 // COLORING // BACKGROUND)
TAGLIST (please feel welcome to ask to be tagged or removed!): @fragilestorm, @griffin-wood, @risingsh0t, @florbelles, @marivenah, @kingsroad, @roofgeese !
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ebiuxxxx · 27 days
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 †  ﹒𝐑𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐘𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐢 ♱ ‿‿  𓈒 ㅤ 𝚒ᥒ𝚏᥆  ͈  ʸᵘᵐᵉᵐⁱ ᵖⁿᵍ ◞ ∔
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︵†︵︵◝ ♱ . 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 ( info ) . . . 𝐎𝐠 ( link ) . . .♱ ◟︶†︶︶ ( A ノ N ) -> FINALLY !! I REMAKE THIS YUMEMI STUFF I DID . ( i did poor Yumemi wrong on the last one )
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𓏴𓏴𓏴 ♱﹒credits. . . Banner, symbols, +
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During my anxiety yesterday I watched The Santa Clause 2. (Disney sauto played the third after and then auto played the 2nd again) It made me think about Bernard and Charity and I made this fun background for my phone
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Reblog if you download/use
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honeynclove · 3 months
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Pinterest is such a place man
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sweetbarista · 5 months
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↳ elphelt valentine icons
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mostlyfate · 1 year
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EXO UNIVERSE, 2017.
One day, one try won't be enough. You get rid of my feelings. I can feel that so painfully now. No matter where you are, I go to you.
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morbific-or-felicific · 11 months
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-Ecstatic Shock Featuring Kaeya
Meaning: The surge of energy upon catching a glance from someone you like—a thrill that starts in your stomach, arcs up through your lungs and flashes into a spontaneous smile
Word count: 1.3k~
Description: Kaeya goes to see his girlfriend who works at angels share after a hard day of paperwork
Edited by: @pretty-princess-peach
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It had been such a long day. Kaeya was exhausted. It wasn’t fighting hilichurls or abyss creatures that had gotten him so exhausted, but something far more evil than that, Kaeya’s worst fear, paperwork. He had been putting it off for so long that Jean had needed to corner him in order to even talk to him about it. She had informed him that he would not be allowed to do any other work, or go on any missions, until every last bit of paperwork was completed. Unfortunately, he knew that she was dead serious, so he took to his office and begrudgingly got to work.
But now the day was over, and the sun was slowly sinking in the sky. The time for Kaeya to complete work that day had finally come to an end, and there was only one thing he could think of to ease his mind, alcohol. Besides, going to Angel's Share would be the only way he could see his lovely girlfriend until she had gotten off of work, so really, it was a win-win.
Kaeya organized the scattered papers on his desk before heading out the door of his office. As he walked towards the door, he passed Jean on her way out of the library, no doubt having just spoken with Lisa. She gave him a look, and he just winked at her and continued on his way to the exit. He pulled open the doors and was greeted with a city bathed in the golden rays of the slowly setting sun. Kaeya started his walk towards Angel's Share, silently praying that Diluc wouldn’t happen to be bartending tonight. He really didn’t want to deal with his brother's sour attitude.
Finally, Kaeya was walking through the doors of the bar and was relieved to see Charles behind the counter, cleaning glasses. He walked up to the counter and sat down on one of the stools. Charles noticed him and turned around with a smile on his face.
“Hey Kaeya, what can I get for you today? The usual?”
“Yes, that would be wonderful. Thank you, Charles.”
Charles started making his drink while Kaeya glanced around the bar, looking for a certain smiling waitress. Eventually, he found you, moving from table to table, collecting orders, bringing drinks, and grabbing dishes. After a few minutes, you made your way back to the counter to drop off the empty glasses and grab the drinks that were waiting to go to their tables. However, the second you had put down the dirty glasses and your hands were free, you immediately felt someone hug you from behind, and you froze.
“Hello there, my princess.”
You felt a wave of relief rush through you when you heard the familiar voice.
“Kaeya, let go. I'm working.”
He started running a hand up and down your side and blowing on your neck, and that was enough to make you wiggle out of the embrace and return to work. Kaeya chuckled to himself while he watched you walk away with an obvious blush gracing your cheeks.
“One Death After Noon.”
Kaeya turned around and picked up the drink.
“Thank you, Charles.”
He made his way to a table that was in the way enough that you would be walking by him lots.
Kaeya leaned back in his seat and stretched before starting to sip his drink. You saw him out of the corner of your eye and couldn’t help but be reminded of a cat.
You continued to take orders, drop off food and drink, and pick up any dishes or messes that were made. That is, until Kaeya was calling you over to his table. You walked over to him, assuming he was going to order some food since his drink was only half way done.
“What can I get you?”
“Ouch, so cold. Don’t you miss me?”
You rolled your eyes.
“I’m working. What can I get you?”
“I just wanted to talk to you, baby.”
You shook your head and walked back to the counter to start ferrying more food to customers. Despite your focus on your job, Kaeya was having a nice time sipping his drink and watching you work. He flagged you down a few more times, but each time, he was met with annoying professionalism. You were being way nicer to the other patrons. It wasn’t fair! Eventually, Charles had to come up to him and ask that he not needlessly bother his employees while they were supposed to be working. That was enough to make your boyfriend decide that it would be best to wait to call you over again until he actually needed a new drink.
Another half an hour had passed, and Kaeya was finally finished. He called you over, and you were pleased to hear that he actually wanted to order another drink and wasn’t just bugging you. Of course, you weren’t actually upset with him. You thought his persistence was cute, and you couldn’t wait to go home with him later.
Another few minutes passed, and you were back with a new drink. Unfortunately though, Kaeya had devised an ingenious plan. He would drink his drinks much faster in order to talk to you more. It couldn’t fail.
You only started to notice Kaeya’s increased pace after you were bringing him his fourth drink. You knew that he could hold his liquor, but if he kept this up, he was going to be shitfaced by the time you two would be heading back to your place.
The night continued on, and eventually, you had to cut him off when he slurred out a request for a twelfth drink.
“Okay, you’re cut off for tonight.”
“What? Psht, I’m fine, don’t be mean.”
Wow. He was actually pouting. He sat there looking dejected for another forty five minutes while you finished your shift.
After what felt like hours to Kaeya, you were done. You walked over to your pouty boyfriend. You poked his shoulder, and he looked up at you. He looked miserable. After staring at you for a few seconds, he seemed to realize what was happening, and his face began to light up.
“You’re done?!”
“Yes, baby. I’m done.”
He jumped up, his chair falling back behind him, and picked you up and spun you around the best he could without having you hit a table.
“We’re going home now?”
“Yes, we’re going home now.”
You let out a little giggle at your boyfriend's behavior. He grabbed your hand and started walking out of the bar before you could pick up the fallen chair, and his strength left no room for any disagreement. The whole way back to your place, Kaeya was goofing off and saying things like, “You know, you really should have let me keep drinking. Pirates can drink lots, and I have an eyepatch, so I’m basically a pirate.”
Finally, the two of you were at your front door. Kaeya was swaying slightly as he waited for you to unlock it, and frankly, you were a little worried that he was going to fall over.
You opened your door and led your boyfriend inside, making sure he took off his boots before coming in too far. The two of you made your way to your bedroom, and you started changing into pajamas while Kaeya just took off his shirt and pants. The two of you laid down in bed together, and Kaeya started telling you how much he loves you and how he is so happy that you’re his. It was obvious that it was just drunk rambling, but it still made your face warm and gave you slight butterflies.
Kaeya was perfectly content. He was drunk,comfortable, and with the girl he loved. He couldn’t think of any better way to relax after such a long day of work.
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morbific-or-felicific.
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ringchime · 4 months
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SHENHE rentry graphics !
day 2 of @adoringscars 's event : a cryo character
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bednbunfast · 2 months
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i spent,, 30 minutes trying to find an ask i sent as an anon and !! ah!! it got answered >:D!!
i sent over like,,, 10 days ago good lord,, i wonder how many more anonymous asks i've sent but forgotten,,
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