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ghouljams · 6 months

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Mmm regency!Konig... Bee has a fiance, and is forced to follow him wherever he goes, but she always sees in the corner of her eye Konig in the shadows of pillers, behind trees, he's watching her- and she likes it. She's so board and feels so trapped, that when she sees her mystery man, who looks at her like she's hung the stars in the sky and her Fiance like the scum of the earth.

Oh yesyesyesyesyesyesyes OK coupled with another anon that asked about regency König being, well, an Austrian King?

Not a shadow, a presence. A massive, powerful, presence that no one can ignore. Since he's a visiting royal König would of course be introduced at the first major ball of the season, he'd be the guest of honor at the most important and influential parties. Your fiance makes it a point to introduce himself to König, he's got dreams of international business and a king is a big fish. You're used to him passing over you, used to not being introduced, to being ignored, but König's eyes hold you in place. They burn with a barely concealed fury that you have yet to be introduced to him. He holds up a hand to stop your fiance's blathering and bows his head to you. A king! Bowing to you! You drop into a low curtsy and he offers a hand to help you up, leans down to press his lips against your knuckles. Your fiance makes a hasty introduction, but you hardly hear it.

König's eyes hold you with every promise that your fiance has never made to you. Every warmth and pleasure, respect you never would have dreamed of. "If you were mine," they seem to say, "I would never let you forget it." You and your fiance are hurried away so he can greet the next guest, your fiance muttering about how he's sure König had been interested in his business proposal. You hum, and look over your shoulder to find him watching you. In fact every time you look around for König he's watching you. It's like he can't stop, doesn't want to stop. It burns in your stomach, you try to move more elegantly, tip your head prettily. Your fiance hardly notices, but you suspect König does.

And oh, he does. He can't help but notice every twitch, every movement, every centimeter of you. You're fiance is either an idiot or a pile of shit made sentient not to know what he has following him around. You're like an angel. Your smile, your laugh, your poise(and lack of it, he smiles watching you step on your fiance's toes dancing), you're captivating. König has always gotten what he wants, he is king after all, and what he wants is you. He won't leave until he has you. You'll be married by the end of the season, but not to that fucker standing next to you, oh no. You'll be marrying König, you just don't know it yet.

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feralmoonlight · 1 year

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Oh. He's nice. Neat. Also, have the obligatory shitpost. Not sun. Not moon.

YN please.

#Eclipse #Eclipse x Reader #By Default #Default AU #Feral Scribbles #HOO BOY THIS WAS A DOOZY #8 hours of doodling i think? I have no idea lmao

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queenie-official · 4 months

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photos of Hayden in a baseball cap that give off modern Ani vibes 🤭

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musingsofahufflepuff · 2 months

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this man has consumed my life in the span of like 2 weeks

#mattheo riddle #i’m not mad about it #feral mykie back at it again #his eyes #his hair #the blood 🥵#mattheo #slytherin boys #mattheo riddle x reader

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starzioo · 2 days

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He’s so Salvatore.

Like oh my god.

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jasontoddsmommyissues · 1 month

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I love him a normal, healthy amount

#he’s my special little guy #that’s my babygirl right there #stranger things #eddie munson #feral raccoon boy #Joseph Quinn #stranger things Eddie #stranger things season 4 #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #Eddie Munson x y/n #eddie Munson deserves better #ride or die for my boy #Joe Quinn #I’m not delusional I promise

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tearueful · 3 months

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One Up (Homelander x Reader)

A scene that has been rattling in my brain that I needed to get out. [Ao3 link]

Homelander catches you calling him your boyfriend | Homelander x reader, gender neutral reader. No warnings beyond Homelander being Homelander and language.

"Well- Homelander and I are dating." You snap out, not even knowing why you said it in the first place. All you know is that you wanted to one-up that stick-up-his-ass HR brat bragging about banging a D-list supe.

"We're going to go-", You pause because the amusingly shocked faces within the cluster of your co-workers morph into various levels of fear and unease. You sense him before he speaks; prey tensing up as a predator draws close.

"Hey sweetheart," He purrs the words close to your ear as Homelander leans in from behind you. "What are ya gossiping about?" He heard you and your false claim. Of course, he fucking heard you.

"I- Oh." Instantly, color blooms over your face as you turn your head enough to glance at him. He's painfully close, the heat of Homelander palpable against your cheek. Turn your head a little more and you could kiss him.

You'd never dare. Your words have been damning enough.

"N-nothing, babe." You stammer out, tugging a smile into place as your heart jackhammers within your chest.

Homelander settles a hand on the back of your neck with a soft creak sounding from the leather his gloves are made out of. The action is possessive; which sends a thrill straight down your spine. The sort of thrill one gets when the roller coaster harness feels a little too loose to be safe.

One finger slides up and circles the skin of your neck briefly as your breath catches in the back of your throat.

You snap your gaze forward back to your co-workers who hang about in stunned silence. With Homelander backing you up, the skepticism is bleeding away before your eyes.

Nancy from IT breaks the silence, "I didn't realize you two were a couple!" She presses on, voice cheerful. "I can't wait to hear how that happened."

"It's a funny story," Homelander interjects, voice smooth and dripping with his camera-ready charm. The sort that hides his fangs. "Maybe we'll share it sometime."

Homelander's hold tightens, fingers digging in with a grip that could pop your head right off your shoulders. The threat is clear. Comply or else. The laugh Homelander releases is in stark contrast, jovial and warm with a flash of those white white teeth at your co-workers.

Your co-workers laugh along automatically because everyone in the office knows to appease this erratic supe, or else they end up another mistake for Vought to sweep under the rug.

"Alright," Homelander clips out as he abruptly drops his hold from your neck.

"Don't forget our plans for tonight, babe." With a wink in your direction and another fanged smile at your coworkers, Homelander sweeps away.

#Homelander #Homelander x reader #Homelander x you #Homelander x gn reader #The boys fanfic #The Boys #Ash writes #I just-#the HOTTEST low key Dom THING a guy can do to me is the back of the neck grab #AND I WOULD BE FERAL FOR THIS #POURING MY FANTASIES INTO WRITING #IT'S FINE #don't look at me like that #I also have smut to upload #and more smut to write #in between all the notes for my fic fic #aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #Homelander brain worms

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lolahasmoxie · 8 months

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Imagine you’re trying to make dinner

Eddie, lord bless him, is doing his hardest to distract you at every turn.

A hug from behind as he peeks over your shoulder to ask what you’re making.

A firm slap on your ass every time he passes by you in the tiny kitchen.

Sneaking pieces of chicken for your casserole every time he does the “hey what’s that behind you?” move.

When you finally get the casserole in the oven, you make a casual comment to him as you set a timer.

“Guess I’m gonna have to go call animal control.” Eddie looks at you with a perplexed look on his face. “I’ll need to let them know there’s a feral raccoon in my home and they’ll have to remove it immediately.”

Eddie scoffs, hand over his chest in offense. Your giggle turns to a scream when he comes barreling at you. His hands firmly grip you under your thighs, and with a strength that takes your breath away, he plants you on the counter.

“You’re gonna pay for that one, Sweetheart.”

Your giggles and the sound of Eddie’s kisses fill the kitchen. “My baby is always so mean to me” he mutters as he smothers you in kisses, and you can’t help but think maybe living with a feral raccoon won’t be so bad.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #feral raccoon boy

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sanderchu · 2 years

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can you do headcannons w the feral boys (seperately) and its like them meeting irl for the first time?? (friend to lovers)

First meet

Characters: feral boys

Note: Ilysm go show @ador3him some love for giving me request to help me get back on my feet :]

Reader: gender neutral

Type: Friends to lovers(crush)

Description: the feral boys (separately) are you close friend(s) and decided to meet irl style but when they do let’s just say that friendship changed to a little crush

Dream 💚

- when he first met you he thought he was dreaming tbh

- Such a simp to you

- Spoils you and offers to buy you things because “it’s your first time meeting”

- Hugging is common with him just randomly

- Complimenting you here and there

- Definitely wants to meet you more often

Quackity 🐤

- very shocked to see you in person

- Head over heels for you

- Stutters and says things wrong by accident

- Let’s you do most of the talking to admire your voice

- Offers to buy you little gifts since it’s the first meeting

- A bunch of pictures together

Sapnap 🐼

- very happy to meet you

- Hiding his little crush feeling pretty well until you hug him

- Melts at anything you do

- Definitely asks you to stay the night or hang out longer

- Will ask you little USLESS questions just to hear you talk

George 🦋

- pretty silent but also pretty active in your guys conversations

- Admiring you and not wanting to take his eyes of you

- Thinks your stunning in words that can’t explain

- Laughs and has a cheerful voice with you

- Pretty casual but always red but he says it’s the heat or some other excuse

Karl 🌀

- very cheerful with you

- Won’t hide the fact that he likes you he actually wants you to know

- Loves to wrap his arms around you somehow

- Buys you a little gift before hand

- Loves when you complements his nails and offers to do yours at his house to hang out with you longer

- Bumps his forehead with yours so it’s like a forehead kiss

#dsmp scenario #dsmp imagine #feral boys x reader #feral boys #dreamwastaken #sapnap #george not found #Karl #quackity #dream #George #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #imagine

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autumnleaves1991-blog · 7 months

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"I don't actually believe you." Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F! Reader x John 'Soap' MacTavish

Summary: After returning to base in Las Almas, the team gets a surprise when Graves turns out to be the true enemy. During the confusion you get injured and taken with Alejandro. To bad for shadow company you're more than a teammate to Soap and Ghost, and their coming for their girl.

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F! Reader x John 'Soap' MacTavish

Warnings: 18 + for language, canon typical violence, blood, guns, reader goes by the callsign Phoenix, poly.

Cross Posted on AO3

“Let’s not make this any harder than it has to be, gentleman.” You clear your throat, “and lady.”

“My men are in there!” Alejandro holds out his arm, his voice impassioned, “let them go.”

“No can do, amigo,” Graves chuckles, “I like this base. I think I’m gonna keep it. And everyone that comes with it.”

You turn your head, Ghost already has his eyes on you. “So what’s the plan then Graves?” You turn to look at the shadow leader, “you gonna kill us?”

“No,” he shakes his head, “absolutely not. No one has to die tonight.”

“You know what? I don’t actually believe you.” Alejandro takes a step closer getting in the commander's face.

“I’m not leaving without my men.”

“We’ll then,” Graves grabs a hold of Alejandro’s vest, pushing him into the van, shadows holding both his arms as Graves knocks him out with the butt of his gun. “Grab the girl!”

You scream, fighting like hell, Shadows falling down around you before someone grabs your hair and pulls you back a gun under your chin. “Let me go, you piece of shit!”

“Tsk tsk Darlin’. You kiss your momma with that mouth.” Graves grins looking ahead and you see Ghost and Soap staring you down. Their jaws are locked, pissed off beyond belief. “Or just these two boys?” He laughs, “This little girl is the key to keeping you boys compliant. I control her, I control you.”

Ghosts finger tightens on the trigger, Soap going for a knife strapped to his side. “Let. Her. Go,” Ghost growls, his chest heaving, “I won’t fucking tell you twice.”

“Oh so you’re the one she’s been fucking?” Graves tightens his grip and you hate the whimper that slips through your teeth.

Simon raises his gun, blowing the head off of the Shadow beside you. The soldiers lift their guns, all of them focused on Ghost. “Next one goes in you,” he aims at Graves.

“I wouldn’t do that,” he digs the gun harder into your throat. “You shoot me and she dies.”

“I wouldn’t be so worried about her,” you can hear the smirk, “she can take care of herself.”

“Seems I got the upper hand this time,” he gropes your breast, “and what a nice handful it is.”

“Fuck this,” you slam your elbow into his stomach, whirling and dropping as the bullet flys directly over your head. You lift your leg and kick him in the sternum as the bullets fly. You toss your body, rolling down the hill with a pained cry as a rock hits your shoulder, dislocating it.

“Fuck,” you groan, grabbing your gun and shooting blindly back at the Shadows.

“Phoenix!” you hear Johnny shout, and you look around blindly when something hits you hard on the back of the head and the world goes dark.

When you come to, the room is dark but you can see two Shadows in the corner their guns resting lazily against their chest. The floor beneath you is cold and you sit up, biting your lip and muffling the scream when you notice your shoulder. “Fucking asshole didn’t pop my shoulder back,” you mumble, cursing his name.

“Graves,” one of the Shadows mumbles into a radio, “she’s awake.”

“Fucking finally,” you can hear the smile in his voice, “I’ll be right down.”

The door slams open a moment later and you flinch, your vision swimming. “Seems like you haven’t lost your fire, Phoenix,” Graves strolls in like he owns the place, pulling a chair to sit down before you. “I’m glad your awake, had me worried there for a moment.”

You ignore him, focusing on a point on the wall behind him and retreating to the recesses of your mind. This isn’t the first time you’ve been tortured but a first for it being someone you know. “Aww, don’t do that, Sweetheart,” he leans forward putting his hand on your neck and squeezing as he brings you to your knees.

He squeezes tighter and your eyes widen as you struggle to take a breath, digging your nails into his wrist, your right arm hanging loosely at your side. “It’s rude to ignore your hosts.”

He lets go and you fall to your side, coughing and sputtering as the air reinflates your lungs. “I’m surprised,” Graves stands looming over you, “I thought Ghost would be into a little choking.”

Ignoring him you think of Simon and Johnny, and you laugh. It starts off as a giggle, then a chuckle before you’re laughing manically on the ground. Graves doesn’t like that very much, standing quickly and putting his boot on your arm, pressing down. You scream, blood curdling as he presses harder, leaning down to your face, “you think this is funny?” he shouts, “tell me, bitch, what’s so fucking funny?!”

He finally lets up kneeling beside you, his gun in your face, and between the tears streaming down your cheeks you see the two shadows stepping closer. “TELL ME!” he screams, and you start laughing again.

“They’re,” you gasp between each word, “gonna, fucking, kill, you.” The blood stains your teeth when he wacks you across the face with his gun, the metalic tang on your tongue.

“We’ll see about that,” he stands, staring down at you for a minute before, looking over his shoulder, “put her in the holding cell with Alejandro and lock it down.”

“Yes, sir,” the men nod, watching him retreat before they lift you, ignoring the way you cry when your obviously broken shoulder jostles.

They dump you on a stale mattress in the corner of the room, another soldier holding a gun on Alejandro. “What the fuck did you do to her?!” he screams fighting the one holding him back. They slowly retreat out of the room before locking the door to the cell behind them. Alejandro rushes to your side, brushing the hair out of your face, “Jesus.”

“Looks worse than it is,” you whimper, allowing yourself a moment to cry when he tries his best to clean you up.

“Graves really fucked you up,” he mumbles, tearing off his shirt, leaving him in a white t-shirt, “this is going to hurt,” he warns before popping your shoulder back down. A scream tears its way out of your throat, and you clutch at his arm, sobbing. “It’s broken,” he whispers, “but that should take some of the tension off.” He makes a sling out of his shirt, and helps you sit up to rest against the wall.

The room is silent save for your heavy breathing, and the drip of water in the corner. “He-” Alejandro starts, rubbing his hands together, “he didn’t-”

“No,” you cut him off, understanding, “no he didn’t.” You close your eyes, “doesn’t mean he won’t take the chance the longer we’re here. Or maybe he’ll hand me around to the Shadows. I think this has shown us, Graves is the furthest thing from a man of honor.”

“They’ll come for us,” he looks up at the ceiling, “they’ll come for you.” You turn your head and give him a small smile, he turns and returns it. You sit in comfortable silence, your head resting on his shoulder, hating how your body tenses when you hear the slightest noise from outside.

Hours later, the building shakes with a boom, and Alejandro leans over you covering your head as a few small rocks rain down from the ceiling. “The cavalry,” he pulls back smiling down at you, “has arrived.”

“Johnny,” you whisper, closing your eyes, “they’ll alive.” Soldiers shout outside the room, and Alejandro stands, hiding behind the door ready to pounce. You hold your breath, hearing shots down the hall and screams through the thick metal of the door.

Another boom rocks the complex and it makes you smile, “that’s my demolitions expert,” you whisper, “come find me, baby.”

There’s suddenly a scream of terror that is quickly silenced, closer than the others. “Ghost,” you whimper, pushing off the ground with a gasp and taking a shaky step towards the door.

“Stay back, Phoenix,” Alejandro holds out an arm, “we don’t know for sure it’s them.”

But you do, the door bursts off the hinges and Alejandro strikes, Johnny pins him to the wall. “It’s us, Amigo,” he shouts.

“Ghost, Soap, Rudy,” he looks at the three men and smiles, “am I glad to see you!”

“Where is she?!” Ghost pushes his way past them, looking around before his eyes land on you. “Phoenix,” he whispers, taking a step towards you.

You step, your knees collapsing but before your knees hit the ground he’s holding you. You gasp, pain shooting up your arm and he quickly lets go, assessing the damage.

“Lass,” Johnny comes around and leans you against his chest. Ghost pulls off his pack and grabs a syringe from a small bag, “relax,” Johnny presses his lips to your head, "we got you."

"Fucking Graves is a dead man," Ghost growls injecting your arm with the good stuff. Your arm aching but nothing compared to the agony of the last few hours. Ghost leans closer, his eyes rimmed red before he checks you over for any other wounds.

His hands tighten painfully when he sees the fingerprints on your neck, "did Graves do that to you?"

"Yes," you whisper, his finger softly trailing down the purple bruise on your cheek, "and that one too."

"Death is too quick," he mumbles, glancing at Johnny, "fucking bastard is going to suffer."

"Aye, I'm right there with you L.T.," Johnny wraps his arms around your waist, "had us scared to death, love."

"We need to get her out of here, I'll go help Alejandro free the Los Vaqueros, then we get the hell out and kill Graves." Ghost stands walking towards the door but freezing when he hears you.

"Simon," you whimper, reaching an arm out for him, "Johnny, help me up." Johnny helps you to your feet, keeping himself pressed to your back. "I thought you were dead for the last day. I thought Graves was gonna come back and touch me, or give me to his men. I just fucking need you right now."

"I got you, Phoenix," he pushes his body to your front and you're sandwiched between the two men you love most in this world. "We'd have burned this entire fucking world apart to find you, love." He chuckles, "I don't know how well you could hear the explosions from in here, love. But Johnny got a head start."

"I knew you'd come for me." You rise up to kiss him, his left hand quickly lifting up his mask before kissing you with all the passion, worry, and fear since you were taken." Simon turns your head and Johnny is there, waiting for his chance to steal your breath away. Safe for the first time since you were taken.

"I fucking love you, lassy," Johnny kisses your nose. "Let's go home."

"I love you too," you whisper, turning back to Simon, "both of you."

"And I love you," Simon pulls his mask back down, "bloody both of you. Between you getting kidnapped and him blowing everything up it's a wonder I'm not dead yet."

"But you love us anyways," Soap grins, kissing your head and helping you towards the door.

"You're right," Simon nods, aiming his gun, ready to defend, "I bloody fucking do."

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #autumn writes #john soap mctavish x reader #john soap mactavish #Female Reader #Poly #Our boys go a little feral for their girl #Autumn Writes

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lunareclipses-moments · 5 months

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Red string of trouble

Idia x FEM reader

Summary: who would have thought that his soulmate would be out of this world

Part 2 since I had so much fun writing this

Words count: 0.8k.

In the intimate refuge he meticulously crafted—a haven untouched by intrusion, where solitude reigns, shielding him from the disturbances of judgment or irritation—lay a young kid gazing at his thumb, where a thin red string was wrapped around it. No matter how much he chased it, it wouldn't end, wouldn't break; heck, it didn't even get tangled. But only he and his supposed soulmate could see it.

At first, he thought he was crazy, but after confiding in his parents, he found his answer: at the end of the line, he would discover his true love, the one he was destined to be with. Day after day, the blue-headed youngster pursued the elusive thread until he ultimately surrendered to the futile quest for his destined companion. After all, who would fall in love with someone like him? His bloodline was cursed; he couldn't venture far from the island, and the prospect of love seemed bleak for a gloomy shut-in. So why bother?

But one day, during his third year of living in NRC, Idia felt something tugging at his thumb. Clueless as he was, he ignored it; it's not like his soulmate just respawned. Secondly, he wasn't going to leave the safety of his room to meet someone he didn't know at all.

"It's best to stay here. Ortho will come back soon anyway," he thought to himself, unaware that indeed, his soulmate had just been Isekai-ed into his world.

As the days went by, life for the magicless Isekai-ed human wasn't getting any better. Overblot followed by another, a talking cat that loved getting in trouble, a duo who shared the same braincell, a haunted dorm, and finally, a stupid red string of trouble tied to her pinky finger. The string did nothing but cause problems. She noticed it the first time she arrived, not paying it any mind. However, after some digging and researching, she discovered it should lead her to her supposed soulmate.

"At least if I didn't go home, there would be someone willing to stay with me here. That's if he wasn't a serial killer or some sort of a creep," she mused, unable to help but laugh at her misfortune. "Is it because of this Facebook post that I didn't send to 10 people? Maybe? Who knows."

On the other hand, Idia wasn't living the best life. The first time he heard about the poor magicless Isekai-ed student, he felt pity for her. Stuck in a foreign world that relied on magic, and with no knowledge about it, her situation wasn't going to be easy. However, apart from that initial sympathy, he didn't pay her much attention. With all the Overblots happening and his impending role as the soon-to-be chairman, he had more pressing troubles to contend with.

Other than the rapid increase in Overblots, Idia found solace in a relatively peaceful life with just his brother, eagerly awaiting a delivery set to arrive in the quietude of the night. Nothing seemingly suspicious – just a tall figure with flaming hair, resembling a sleep-deprived zombie, venturing out into the nocturnal stillness.

However, his plans took an unexpected turn when he spotted the infamous troublemaking cat, Grim. Driven by curiosity, he approached to pet Grim, inadvertently causing the feline to run off in a frenzy, screaming and crying.

"Wait, I didn't mean to scare you! Come back, Mister Grim!" Idia called out. As he contemplated chasing after Grim, a rustling from behind the bushes caught his attention, prompting him to instinctively seek out hiding spots.

Finally finding a hiding spot behind some thick trees, he crouched down, attempting to conceal his presence from the newcomer. As he observed, he was taken aback to see it was the feline-human companion. Yet, what struck him even more profoundly was the sight of the red string, the very one tied around his thumb, now intricately woven around her finger.

"Grim! Where are you? Don't go around scaring me like that!" The desperation in her voice echoed through the night, and Idia, hidden in the shadows, felt a mix of surprise and an unexpected twinge of warmth at the shared connection.

In the wake of her frantic search, he was left behind, his expression transformed into a tableau of astonishment and bewilderment, his face and hair turning as pink as a valentine decoration. The revelation stirred a whirlwind of emotions, leaving him grappling with the unexpected ties that fate had woven between them.

Suddenly jolting back to reality, his instinct was to dash back to the safety of his room, completely forgetting about the delivery. In his haste, his lack of physical fitness became evident, and he found himself gasping for air. His brother, noticing the rapid change in Idia's condition, became alarmed at his increased heart rate and labored breath.

"Idia, are you alright?! What happened to you?" exclaimed a panicked Ortho, his worry intensifying as he observed his brother gasping for air.

The only response Ortho received was a muffled laugh that emerged amidst coughs, as Idia rambled about the incredibility of having a soulmate from another world, drawing parallels to a particular anime he had once watched.

There was Ortho, gazing at his blushing and coughing brother, a realization dawning upon him. He pondered whether the Shroud bloodline might end with Idia, given the seemingly hopeless romantic situation he found himself in.

"Yup, that's how our bloodline will end," Ortho remarked, the only words he uttered before excusing himself to charge, choosing not to confront his brother's evident sense of hopelessness.

#twisted wonderland #idia shroud #twst idia #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x yuu #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader #twst imagines #ortho best boi #i love feral ortho #twst grim #might make a part 2 #twisted wonderland idia #idia

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ikarasu · 6 months

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Intrusive thoughts on Romeo for all of the few Romeo lovers out there.

💛 Human 💛

- ✨charming✨

He’s unbelievably charming, we’ve all seen the King of Puppets intro. So I believe human Romeo is the definition of Prince Charming. He’s treating you to flowers and kisses on the hand. If not he’s greeting you with a playful bow.

- Quality Time

Romeo is huge on quality time, whether or not you guys are actually talking. He’s fine with laying against you as you read a book while playing with his hair. Please brush his hair! He loves the feeling of your hands in his hair.

- Late Night Dates

I’d imagine Romeo to be slightly rebellious and adventurous. He’s the type to climb up to your window and take you out for some fun. Take you to hidden spots around Krat or to a beautiful view. He’d gently hold your hand and pull you close to him. Humming a tune while slow dancing with you in the park. Dimly lit by the street lights, he’d stare at you as if you’re the brightest star.

👑 Puppet 👑

- Extremely Possessive

At that point, Romeo had just lost Carlo and had seen the horrors of the Petrification Disease and the Alchemists. He’s not letting you out of his sight for a second. Keeping you hidden away somewhere in the Estella Opera House. Commanding other puppets to guard your room and to protect you at all costs. But that’s only if he’s not around to guard you himself.

- Dancing

Sometimes he’d let you out of your room to dance around the Estella Opera House Stage. The few times he’d come out of his suit and somewhat let his guard down. How it would make his springs tick when he sees you come out from backstage wearing a lavish outfit. The music would start up and he’d greet you with a bow before whisking you away to dance.

- Hair

Please keep playing with his hair. He still loves it, it reminds him of when he was human. He’ll pull you towards a sofa as he sits on the floor. Handing you a brush while tilting his head at you expectantly. His springs and gears are creaking and ticking happily as you brush it.

- Reassurance

Romeo needs reassurance. After he chooses to have Geppetto turn him into a puppet he’s suddenly very self-conscious. He was scared to see your reaction at first. So to see you still love him for him makes his mechanical heart soar. He would cry if he could. Please reassure Romeo of your love for him 🥺

The NS to the FW

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💛 Human 💛

- Teasing

Romeo loves teasing you until you’re nothing but putty in his arms. Whispering into you just to see you flustered. He definitely uses his height advantage (unless you’re taller) against you. Occasionally pinning you to the wall as he tilts your head up for a kiss. Pulling one of your legs up to hook around him. But then suddenly pulling away just before anything more happened. He’s waiting for you to reach your breaking point where you grab him and pull him off to make sure he finishes what he started.

- Soft

He’s so soft and romantic when he’s not teasing you. Romeo doesn’t want to fuck, he wants to make love. Worshiping every inch of your skin and making sure you feel the depth of his love and devotion to you. He’s praising you every time you cum, calling you precious, and telling you how well you take him.

- Giver

Romeo is definitely a giver. He loves pleasing you to your every whim. He’s down bad for you and will do anything for you. Want him to eat you out? He’s savoring you like the finest of ambrosia. Want him to use your mouth? He won’t stop showering you in praise as he thrusts into your throat. Thanking you for letting him use your mouth. Anything, and I mean anything, as long as you’re a satisfied puddle after he’s done.

- Switch

Romeo definitely wouldn’t mind letting you take the lead if you wanted. He won’t complain if you want to put on a show for him. But sometimes after his Stalker duties he just needs to bury himself into your warm body and de-stress.

-Kissing

Romeo loves kissing while you two have sex. It’s a must. He loves feeling your lips or skin against his lips. Kissing just makes everything feel so much more intimate and real to him. Rile him up by returning those kisses, whether it’s his lips or his chest. Just kiss him back and all of a sudden he’s gripping you as he thrusts faster while he whimpers out how much he loves you.

- Aftercare

ROMEO IS NOT ONLY THE KING OF PUPPETS BUT THE KING OF AFTERCARE. He’s cleaning you up like the most delicate flower while his warm calloused hands rub you so soothingly. Making sure you hydrate while he brushes out any tangles in your hair. Pressing a kiss to your forehead and then to your lips. Whispering sweet nothings into your hair before giving you his shirt to wear to sleep. He’s wrapping his arms around you as he holds you close before falling asleep.

👑 Puppet 👑

- Size Difference

We all saw how tall he was in the game. If he wasn’t taller than you before, he probably is now. He’s pulling you underneath him as he thrusts into you. Calling you his little star or his heart as he absolutely ruins you.

- Dominant/overstimulation

I’d imagine after becoming the King of Puppets he’s a lot more dominant. Easily holding you down and making you take all of him (with consent). Whispering into your ear “How’s it like to have a King claiming you, my little star?”. Before sliding his entire length into you. Growling out in a staticky voice “Mine, mine, mine…”, he’s once again possessive after everything that’s happened. He’s going to make you cum multiple times despite you crying and whimpering you can’t take more. He knows you can because you don’t want to disappoint your King, do you?

- Hear me out… 👹 the suit 👹……….

Sometimes he’s really impatient and pent up. So he’ll grab you with one of the many large hands before opening up the hatch and tossing you inside with him. The hatch closes and now you’re stuck inside with a very pent-up Romeo. No one is going to disturb you guys for a while… He’ll keep you there until he’s absolutely satisfied.

-Aftercare

Usually that consists of you helping him clean since now he has nooks and crannies from being a puppet. But Romeo really appreciates it and helps him actually wind down. He just loves watching you take care of him and feeling your skin against him. He pulls your hand up to his cheek as he nuzzles it. Thanking you for not leaving him after seeing him become a puppet. Reassure his worried mind and shower him in kisses.

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