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snowsinterlude · 4 months

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🍒 - fitting room.

summary: your soon to be husband always did his best to keep you happy and pretty for him, once a month he would always take you out to keep you in fashion, even if that was just an excuse to fuck you in a fitting room.

c.w: nsfw, smut, p in v, blowjob (m. recieving), dirty talk, public sex, fitting room sex, almost caught, cum denial, mentions to tit slapping and clit slapping, creampie, breeding, dom snow, sub reader, president snow x soon to be wife reader, sex in public places

being wed to the president of panem had some strange types of luxury that comes with it.

one of them being your wardrobe, full to the brim with clothes he brought to you, he had to build you an entire closet to fit in all the things he got you. jewelry, dresses, everything that he wanted you to wear for him, too. lingerie being the thing he always told you to buy.

so today, once again, you were on another luxury store with him, buying clothes and asking for his opinion on certain clothes, knowing he was glad to help you.

"m'love-" you called him, shyly. he gave the assistant of the store a look that was enough to send her away, and when he entered, he could see your panties on your hands while you wore one of the store's new dress. you were olaying with the fabric of your panties like a timid whore, hands occupied with it.

"what..." he chuckled, not even needing to ask anything when you fluttered your eyes at him, his dick starting to stiff up when you swayed your hips to his direction, arms hugging his waist shyly.

"it's just, you know.. you have been such a good husband to me and our wedding didn't even occur, i thought we could, you know, uh... advance the honeymoon."

ah, it wasn't the first time you guys fucked, but those words were enough for him to kiss you all of a sudden, pinning you on the wall while putting your panties on his pockets.

you did your best to make him happy too, always satisfying him and his dick, pumping him while on your knees, tears welling on your eyes as you licked his tip, kissing it open mouthed.

"don't let any drop fall on the dress, okay?" he growled, and you nodded obediently, the action making your head bob on his cock, earning a chuckle out of his lips.

you pulled away a bit, breathing heavily before giving his balls a small kiss. he slapped your face lightly, putting his entire being into not hurting your pretty face and thanking heavens for you being a whore who liked such dirty things.

"coryo, i.. hn, i want you to cum inside of me." you said, breathless after drooling on his cock, getting it purposefully wet for it to enter your gushing ignored cunt.

"god, you're such a bitch." he chuckled, pulling you to stand up, your legs shaking from being on your knees for longer than you actually remembered being.

with your thigh being held by his hand to spread your legs apart, your hands were holding onto anything in that fitting room that could help you not to fall. your moans were muffled by your own panties, that he had stuffed in his pocket before calling you a whore for making him have to muffle your lewd sounds with your own panties.

"i can't believe you are such a perverted whore, drooling on your own panties while i fuck you senseless." he whispered on your ear, kissing your neck while his skin slapped against yours. "maybe i should fuck some sense into you, don't you think so, bunny?"

his question was ironic, but you still nodded pathetically, a despair he had never seen before on anyone's eyes, your tears probably being the main thing that made him think of that.

then, there was a sudden knock on the fitting room door, which made you panic, but not him, his thrusts could have gotten a bit slower, but your pussy was still gushing around him, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as you moaned against your panties.

"miss snow?" the assistant asked, ear on the door as she tried to hear what was happening inside the fitting room. "miss snow, is everything alright?"

her voice seemed a bit worried, and coriolanus kisses on your neck made you even weaker, his mouth nibbling on your ear.

"be a good girl and answer her. and don't you dare make those slutty sounds of yours." he whipered, taking the panties out of your mouth, you let out a soft sob and breathed in heavily before answering.

"y..yes, it is." you blurted out. "is there.. is there anything 'rong?" you fucked yourself back on his dick while saying those things, his hands grabbing your ass with desire, lust and gluttony, marking his hand prints on your ass.

"no. i just needed to know if your husband was there. it is not allowed to have two people in the same fitting room in the store, i need to follow the rules." she said, and your pussy gripped tightly on his cock, his finger masturbating your clit non stop.

"h-he's not there." you answered, pausing multiple times to try and control your sobs.

"but you called him earlier, miss." she said.

"yeah, only t-to zip up.. m-my dress..!" you said, biting your lip as his hand met your cheek again and again, your lips trembling as you cried a bit.

"oh.. okay, miss! please call me if needed." she said, coriolanus relaxed seeing her shadow disappear on the ground, your mouth being stupidly stuffed with your panties again.

"god, you're a terrible actor, bunny." he said, picking up pace while fucking you deep and fast. "great thing you're such a perfect wife for me."

you mewled into his touches, feeling him slap your butt terribly strong, your skin burning as you moaned. "'m sowwy, love" you said, not taking in the tease, it was too difficult to speak up when there was a pair of panties shoved on your mouth.

he slapped across your boobs, your nipples stinging up while his other thumb rubbed against your over sensitive clit against his skillful hands, his hand slapping and pinching at your clit.

"sorry, coryo, sorry!" you begged, crying eyes closing shut as you felt your climax next and ready to engulf your body, but it didn't.

however, he was the first to cum, breeding you up real nice for him while you kept crying.

"coryo!" you begged, not even needing to say the words for him to know what you wanted, his index and his thumb kept on assaulting your clit, his lips kissing your tears.

"sorry, bunny. you're not gonna cum until we arrive home." and those words were enough for you to cry more, your pussy clenching as he pulled his cock away, leaving your cunt to clench on the air, already missing his cock. "be a good girl, okay? if you complain, you won't be cumming for the next month." he threatened.

he helped you dress your panties again, paying for the dress that was still on your body, your body, that was still stuffed with his cum. you and him walked to home, he only demanded that the chauffeur would leave your shopping bags on your closet.

he made you walk all the way to home with your panties stuffed in cum, but you didn’t and you wouldn't complain. you knew that the best you behaved, the soon you'd be cumming on your shared bed, making a mess on his face and on his cock.

you hugged his arm, biting your lip while day dreaming about how much he'd fuck you when you both arrived home. which he did.

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus snow imagine #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes #young coriolanus snow #young president snow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #tbosas smut #dom coriolanus #sub reader #ask blog #coriolanus smut #smut

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a-hazbin-reader · 2 months

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To move away from all the angst I’d like to request a VERY fluffy request please!

I don’t know if Y/N has given birth to their third child yet but if they haven’t what about like having really weird cravings late at night and waking Alastor up so he can make us what we crave

As we should

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: None, I think???

Description: ☝️⬆️

Your pregnancy cravings never failed to surprise Alastor with your first pregnancy but the second time around knocked him off his feet

The first pregnancy had you asking for some pretty strange but not totally disgusting combinations

Alastor was pretty sure he saw you trying to take a bite out of one of his tentacles once

Even then, he didn't think it was all that crazy that your body craved that

But this time? Alastor is worried that his unborn spawn is trying to kill you via poisoning

He just doesn't understand what he got himself into this time around because your cravings are HORRIFIC

You asked for things that made him want to gag but he never let it show, not wanting to upset you

Sure, he'll joke about it, but he doesn't want you thinking that you're disgusting because you have a craving that you can't help

Your hormones were an entirely different beast to tangle with, one pregnancy problem at a time

Alastor hadn't really had a need for sleep before but that's changed ever since his family started growing

Now he's waking up nearly every night out of a dead sleep to you, shaking his shoulder and asking him for some monstrosity to eat

You're whispering something to him but he's too tired to understand what you're saying

"Alastor... Darling... Wake up, I'm really hungry..."

Your persistent shaking of his shoulder begins to rouse him and he turns his head towards you, eyes still shut

"Hn... Hm..?"

He can hear the whine in your voice, some dreamy part of his brain thinking that you sound cute like this

"I really want to eat fried squid and strawberry ice cream...please..?"

The overwhelming disgust he feels at your request makes him wide awake, sitting up to give you a baffled look

"Why would you-HOW-Where would I even get that at this hour!?"

You blink and stare at him like it's obvious, then you put on a faux pout and rub his arm slowly, scooting closer to him

"Get it? No, I want you to make it for me...please..? You always make the best food..."

Stroking his ego always works for you, the poor man knowing his been got as he signs and gets out of bed, you waddling after him happily

He dutifully makes everything for you from scratch, your happy cooing behind him making it feel a little less ridiculous for him to be up and cooking at this hour

Alastor genuinely can't watch you eat it, having to look away to keep his gagging under control, even if you look like you're in heaven right now

When you ask for pickled peppers to dip into the rest of it is when he has to leave the room, what you're doing to food is monstrous

And he's a cannibal

Once he gets a grip on his stomach, he comes back to find you no longer alone in the kitchen, now feeding his darling twins some of your food

They make disgusted faces at the combination and instead try to take your ice cream, something that makes you laugh

"I suppose it is pretty gross, huh? Your poor papa can't even begin to wrap his head around these cravings~"

You smile and feed each of the twins a bite of ice cream before noticing Alastor, blushing at the fact that you got caught

"I walk away for five minutes and you're poisoning my children?"

You gasp and hug the twins close to your body, making a shocked face as you pretend to be flabbergasted

"Poison? MY babies just wanted a little treat before they went back to bed..!"

The way his twins turn to stare at him with wide innocent eyes as they cling to you makes his heart melt at the sight

"Is that so? Well, they've had their treat, and now it is time for little fawns to go back to bed~"

At first they put up a fight, whining and climbing you until you threaten to give them another bite of your midnight snack, pushing a bite in their faces

Suddenly, running into papa's arms and going back to sleep doesn't seem as bad to them now

Together, you two manage to get your children back to bed before laying down in your own bed, cuddling close to each other

Alastor is rubbing your baby bump and nuzzling the back of your neck, soothing you back to sleep

You're practically purring from all the attention, stomach full, muscles relaxed, and your husband wrapped around you

"Mn...thank you for the food, darling..."

He can't help but chuckle as you put your hand over his own, your cravings finally subsiding and allowing you to sleep

"I'm not sure that concoction qualified as food, but you're welcome, nonetheless, my dear~"

You elbow him playfully as he kisses your neck, less than amused by his jabs at your pregnancy cravings, you couldn't help it

"Maybe you should sleep on the couch."

"So sorry, darling~"

He doesn't even try to sound a little sorry, instead pulling you closer as you two fall asleep together, blissful

The next night, when you ask for something even worse than before, Alastor gets up and is ready to do it all over again

He thinks your cravings are horrific and probably doing damage to his sanity but he'll do anything for his wife

Especially when it's somewhat his fault you even want to eat these things

Even if it means making food combinations so terrible that if he died, he would go to double hell for it

This one took so long I'm so SORRY

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin hotel x reader #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin x reader

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anothericarus1920 · 11 months

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Step (-ping Up) Dad

Bruce dies in Ethiopia, not Jason.

There's a sad funeral and Jason vows to continue as Robin to carry on the legacy.

Abt 3 months after the funeral, he goes on patrol and Tim finds him.

Tim is in a cheap batman costume and uses a fake growly voice and is like "dw Robin I've got your back"

Jason is like "wtf"

Jason tries to derail Tim so many times, but each time only makes him more determined to help out.

Meanwhile Dick and Alfred are mourning Bruce together and have no idea abt the 12 year old parenting their 15 year old.

Alfred doesn't know bc Jason thought it would be over by now

Dick doesn't know because he and Jason are on rough terms still

Tim starts sending care packages home with Jason. They have soup and blankets and books and socks ect

Alfred brings one in from the doorstep and is like "ayo Master Jason wtf"

Jason explains

Alfred invites Tim to stay at the Manor

Tim accepts and it goes surprisingly well. He helps with homework and meals and patrol

No one can stop him. He likes it and he's good at it and it gives him purpose

Abt 7 months after the funeral, Dick visits for brunch with Alfred and sees Tim at the table

Cue angry and confused Richard

Tim explains that he saw Robin needed help and it somehow translated to him becoming a tiny dad

Dick calms down is goes "OK you can be Jason's dad, but you're my little brother"

Tim goes "lol bet" and dads the heck out of him

Now he has two sons who are older than him

While this is going on, Bruce wakes up in the LOA

He sees Damian and freaks out, saving him and leaving the LOA

They get chased by assassins which is why it takes so long for them to get back to Gotham

Once they get back, they show up at the Manor and find Tim being a dad

Damian is all like "Pretender!" And tries to kill Tim

Tim stops him with the power of dad hugs

Damian immediately goes "Father 1, meet Father 2"

Bruce: "he isn't a father"

Damian: "you cannot deny the paternal role he has played in Grayson and Todd's lives"

Bruce: "hn. Fine"

There's a tearful reunion and Tim and Bruce are coparents.

Bonus: Tim and Bruce patrolling together, but Tim still wears the cheap Batsuit costume and uses the voice

#batfamily fanfic #bullet fic #tim drake #Jason todd #Dick grayson #bruce wayne #damian wayne #LOA #Batfam #Batfamily #Icaruswrites

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privitivium · 2 months

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TRANSMASC DARLING BULLYING PLAYBOY 🤯 "hehe my dick is bigger than your micro clit" type stuff

this loser grinding against your ass in a desperate attempt to make you feel something for him but you get annoyed and make him cry :3

👍yandere amab playboy x transmasc/afab reader

cw;; noncon touching - he acts like a drunken idiot but is not drunk. he's desperate. exhibition

ㅡ"how can you not like me? what is there not to like about me?" this bastard... touching on you, purely harrassing you throughout the day and finally cornering you all alone much to your dislike. he was behind you, arms wrapped around your waist and nuzzling the side of his handsome visage into yours - being just a couple of inches shorter than you. you were fiddling with books in a dimly lit aisle of the ever so quiet and unpopulated library when this jackass comes up from behind you...

grunting in displeasure at his touch, this guy knows very well that you arent into this. aren't into him. he cant stand the thought... his tummy swarming with butterflies of affection for you, heart palpitating - threatening to give him a broken rib or two ㅡ "i-i'm so pretty- so lovely." he murmurs, a dash breathless as he marvels faintly that he was touching you so forwardly- feeling blood shoot to his cock and pressing himself into your ass... his lips ghosting the shell of your earㅡ"i think you're just playing hard to get." he grumbles in a huff.

he grows worried at your sudden silence, feeling your body stiffen while in his hug and whilst his erection pokes into your ass... his heart drops mildly... hissing softly as you jerked out of his grip - elbowing him and shoving him back before dragging him to slam into the bookcase - it hardly moves. panting, wincing softly as he looks up at you with puppy dog eyes full of worry. "hard to get?" you repeat, dumbfounded as you glance downward at the tiny bulge poking from his pants. "... hn."

ㅡyanking his pants down - his little cock springing forward and bobbing slightly. his heart drops as he hears you laugh sofrly under your breath - his reflexes way off. pretty face blooming with the heat of embarrassment as he tries to hide it. he c-can't deny the feeling of arousal; cock twitching as it pearls with pre.

"goodness, look at this pathetic fucking thing." you were so nonchalant - so fucking annoying, yet making him tremble all the while as you gripped his microcock in your hand after tugging his hands away thoughtlessly - rather gentle, for someone who hates him. "my dick is bigger than this - this micro clit of yours." you scoffed, mildly guffawing - utterly transfixed on his adorably weeping dick... so needy... so cute. such a damn whore to be grinding this tiny little thing into your ass so confidently. hah. "i'd say we can compare, but i'm not letting my dick anywhere near your little clitorus. yuck."

ㅡ"have you no shame? what person would willingly put this in their body?" you continued, feeling warm pool inbetween your legs; causing you to squirm faintly - your core tingling. feeling so... heated... as you admire the mess of a man being so compliant for you. the warmth delving into an uncomfortable ache that so desperately needs to be eased with the help of your fingers or even his -

"it's..." you laugh softly, glancing up at him just to see tears glazing over. he's so fucking pathetic, hips jerking into your hand and making you fidget in place; thighs squeezing together before pushing against him and sandwiching him against you and the bookcase - "sad. have you ever truly fucked anyone? don't lie to me." your cruel time contradicting your touch... fuck, you were being so gentle with him... circling your index finger around his circumsized tip that was glazed over in pre cum - nearly pleading as he exhales shakily, gritting his teeth. he trembles, nearly gasping for air as his nimble hand snaps to grip onto your bicep - j-just for comfort... the urge to bury his face in your neck and whine n whimper as you stroke and bully his 'oversized clit' in the empty library - ever so softly fondling his balls. so thoughtful. h-he cant wait to hear what you'll say when he makes a mess on your pants...

#yandere playboy.......#ocs =͟͟͞͞★#x male reader #male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader #afab male reader #yandere male x reader #yandere x male reader #yandere m x m reader #yandere male x male reader #sub male character #bottom male character #yandere sub character

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fumikoshi · 17 days

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✧ — SUMMARY; You left home early for work, and your little daughter repared a ''perfect'' breakfast for her father on her own

''Papa, wake up, papa!''

he was slowly awakened by the sweet voice of his 8-year-old daughter. Her tiny hands were shaking him gently, her voice filled with excitement, ''Papa, wake up, papa! I have a surprise for you!''

she started peppering his face with kisses, trying to rouse him from his slumber. “Papaa, wake up already!” she called again, her voice a soft whisper in the quiet morning.

her eyes sparkling with anticipation. “I prepared a breakfast for you!”

Gojo opened his eyes slowly, his gaze falling on his little daughter standing by his bed with a tray in her small hands. He couldn't help but smile at the sight. On the tray were tomatoes and cheese that hadn't been sliced properly, a slightly burnt omelet with a smiley face drawn on it with ketchup, and an over-brewed, bitter tea. Even though the breakfast didn't look appetizing at all, his daughter's enthusiasm melted his heart.

His daughter beamed with joy, pleased that her efforts were appreciated. She carefully placed the tray on his lap, watching him closely as he took a bite of the omelet. Despite the taste being far from perfect, the moment he started to chew the burnt omelet, his face scrunched up at the taste, but he covered it with a smile and swallowed it

"Mmm, so good~ better than any mochi I've ever eaten~" he exclaimed, trying to mask the bitterness of the taste of the omelet

his face scrunching up at the taste for a second, but he quickly replaced the grimace with a smile, looking at his daughter and saying, “This is delicious, my little mochi~ you know how you can make papa happy~”

His daughter’s face lit up like the morning sun, her smile brighter than any light he had ever seen. She clapped her hands together, bouncing on her feet in excitement. “Really, papa? You really like it?”

Gojo nodded, taking another bite of the burnt omelet. “Yes, my little chef~! it’s the best omelet I’ve ever had~.”

His beautiful daughter looking at the burnt tea that has not yet been drunk "Papa, you didn't drink your tea. Drink your tea too.''

He looked at the tea with pained eyes hidden by a smile on his face: God, his torture was not over yet, he thought

He took the tea cup in his hand reluctantly, and slowly brought it to his lips. his little daughter was looking at him with hopeful and innocent eyes…

he absolutely had to do this, for his little daughter.

the last thing he wanted to do was to break her little heart. Besides, he had just consumed a burnt, over-salted omelet and bitter tea, he would be poisoned at best.

But it was worth it for his little girl.

He gathered his courage and drank all the tea in one gulp. his face contorted slightly at the bitterness. However, he quickly masked his reaction with a smile and said;

''Mhmh~ this tea is just what I needed to wake up properly, God, I wonder what I did to deserve such a perfect breakfast~'' he said, gently placing the cup on the tray

His daughter squealed in delight, throwing herself in his arms “I’m glad you like it, papa. I made it just for you.”

''papa, hug!'' she looked at him with her doe eyes

Without a second thought, Gojo wrapped his arms around his cute daughter, his heart swelling with love for his little girl

Her eyes sparkled with happiness. "I love you, Papa!"

"I love you too, my little mochi," he replied, ruffling her hair affectionately.

...

''...I have to get what I've eaten out somehow…'' he whispered to himself

''hn? Did you say something, papa?''

''nothing~''

#gojo jjk #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo #jujutsu gojo #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu satoru #satoru x you #satorugojo #satoru x reader #gojo imagine

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demonsword586 · 1 month

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Beelzebub Attacker part 2

Damn,I'm working fast these days! Anyway,here's more Beel being...Beel. You will see what I mean

(Pg: Inside the shelter)

Happy-looking Male devil: Haaa...Hnn...!

Happy-looking Female devil: Hn...Hnnn-haa!

Glistering chanting echoed throughout,and the room was hotter than outside from ghe heat of the bodies.

No matter where you moved your gaze,the tangled mass of skin bounced up and down,bumping into each other and making popping noises.

The walls and the floor of the shelter were blue,the lights were white and neon,and there was some kind of pink smoke going through the place.

Actually seeing the things you were used to seeing inside your monitor,made you feel crushed by it's power.

You had seen various types of roleplay before,but the actual voices and scenes made it feel even more obscene.

The sight of flesh shaking,the sound of it slapping against each other,the obscene odor,rhe hot air,the energy transferred to your skin. These things stimulated you and elevated your mood.

Mc: (It's embarrassing,but I want to see...)

Sweat tickled down your cheeks from the heat of the room and your own excitment as you squinted at the sights around you,unable to settle your gaze.

Slip-

Mc: Ugh!

Just then something warm and wet fondled your temple.

Beelzebub: It's cute that you're looking around. It's not unusual for you,is it?

Beelzebub licked your sweat and whispered in your ear.

He hugged your shoulders and licked the sweat from your temple as if he would not miss even a single drop.

Beelzebub blew out hot air and put his tongue in your ear.

Mc: Ugh..ah..ah!

Beelzebub: Ah...Delicious.

In one ear you could hear Beelzebub's lustful voice and the sound of his saliva dripping from his mouth,

And in the other,you could hear such pathetic cries that one would never think would come from the intercourse going around you. You found yourself screaming at the top of your lungs with uncharacteristic ease.

Mc: Ugh,ugh..ahh!

All that he had done was lick your ear,but you were already moaning patheticlly.

Meanwhile you heard a strangers voice.

Waiter: Welcome,your Majesty. This is your usual drink as you requested.

A handsome,middle-aged waiter approached as though he was used to the sight of you being sqashed and stood next to you with a silver tray with four glasses of white liquid on top.

It looked like he wasn't affected by Beelzebub's spell unlike the other devils,as he naturally called Beelzebub 'your Majesty'.

Waiter: Which one would you like today?

The waiter who seemed to be serving at the shelter smiled,his sharp,long eyes narrowing even more and without changing his complexion as though he was accustomed to the strange sight.

Standing with a noticeably upright posture,he glanced at the drinks on the tray with familiarity.

Beelzebub: Ahh,thanks. What shall we do?

Beelzebu receded from your ear and straightened a little to look at the drinks.

Beelzebub: Mc,which one would you like?

Beelzebub let you choose,but they all looked like white liquid to you.

Mc: ....What is this? Whats the diffrence?

As you pondered,you made eye contact with the waiter who smiled skillfuly.

Waiter: Welcome Daughter/Son of Solomon...I was waiting for you.

Waiter: The glass on the right is fresh,100% pure milk from his Majesty's horn.

Mc: Huhh?!

You widened your eyes and mouth at the unexpected drink,but neither the waiter nor Beelzebub seemed at all concerned.

Waiter: And the glass on the left is fresh,100% pure semen from his Majesty's wonderful,strong penis.

Waiter: These are all specialty items that have been sealed and specially preserved to ensure that they taste as fresh as they came out of his Majesty's body.

Mc: (Beelzebus's se...What?!)

Beelzebub pointed left.

Beelzebub: Hmm,shall I take this one today?

Mc: Eek,you asked me!

Beelzebub asked you but chose the drinks (?) himself,and you stared at him incredulously. But he didn't seem to mind at all.

Beelzebub pulled himself up from his position on top of you and knelt down on the couch,

Then,he picked suddenly up the two glasses on the left,popped one into his mouth without hesitation,and held the other out to you.

You slowly sat up to take the glass.

Mc: (Beelzebub's fresh,100% pure cum. It's just cum,)

Mc: (I'm apready used to it because of Minhyeok's cum...)

Mc: Ok?!

You tilted your glass as if the mood called for it,and were shocked when the viscous white liquid slowly flowed into your mouth.

It was nothing like the feel or taste of cum as you knew and imagined.

The moment it entered your mouth,the sweet,rich flavor was felt directly in your brain and not your tongue! It was a transcendent taste experience like the part of your brain that tasted the most delicious things was absorbing it directly.

The king of gluttony. If these were all the foods Beelzebub recommended,you thought you might as well be his slave for life.

Mc: What is this?! I've never tasted anything as delicious as this?!

Beelzebub: What do you think? My sperm,they're delicious and healthy,right?

Beelzebub rumbled his throat in amusment at your reaction.

....But before you could even finish it,something strange began to happen to your body.

Mc: Ah..huh?...Uhm...

You start to feel hotter and hotter like you had a fever,your breathing became ragged,and sweat began to break out all over your body,soaking you.

Beelzebub placed a large hand on your shoulder.

Mc: Ahhh!!!

Beelzebub: Keke..

Mc: ( Ah...Why?...)

All he had done was place his hand on your shoulder,but it turned your vision white for a moment.

Whether it was because of the excitment or Beelzebub,your whole body felt damp.

Mc: Beelzebub...Ha,what's happening?...

Satisfied with your reaction,Beelzebub lightly pressed your nipple with his fingertip.

Mc: (Ah,what's this?! He only touched me!)

The sweet stimulation made you nervous between your legs,and you found yourself biting and rubbing against Beelzebub's firm thighs against your will. Beelzebub noticed and chuckled.

Beelzebub: It looks like you have something to say!

He asked joyfully,with an expression of know-it-all.

Mc: Beelzebub...

You felt so embarrassed that you coudn't say it out loud.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb beelzebub #what in “hell” is bad?

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storydays · 5 months

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Marry Me? John Dory X Reader

John Dory was pacing back and forth in Branch's bunker, fidgeting nervously, not noticing his siblings watching him. He was freaking out because it was quickly approaching your 40th birthday, and he'd been planning to ask you the question but didn't know how to go about it.

He smiled thinking about you; you'd been best friends since you were kids, and you stuck with him even after he'd accidentally broke up his family band. You were so special and you could've had any Troll in the world but you chose him. You were so patient, kind and so smart. You were a veterinarian and together you guys traveled around helping injured animals of all kinds

And after 20 years together, after everyone assuming you were married, JD finally was going to put a ring on it.

"ory?" "....hn Dory?" "JOHN DORY!" The oldest Troll yelped, fumbling with the ring, before dropping it in front of Bruce, who gently picked it up to admire it. "Woah, John, nice ring...are you finally ready to--" "Um, well, I...see what I..." John Dory felt his ears and cheeks turn a slight purple as he struggled to express himself. Bruce smiled to himself enjoying seeing the usually confident John Dory so nervous.

JD finally sighed before pacing again, fidgeting with his fingers. His siblings sat around him, waiting for him to find the words.

"Yes, I want to ask (Y/N) to marry me but how do I ask her? She's a such a special Troll and deserves everything and so much more, but I don't want to do a basic proposal but then nothing to extravagant but then what if she doesn't like it or what if everything changes once we're married? What if she's not happy with me anymore, or what if--"

"John!" Bruce finally took his older brother by the shoulders and stopped his rambling. The teal haired Troll blinked at his purple haired counter part, who smiled back. "Stop, all these 'what if's' are in your head. Happened when I wanted to propose to Brandi. Do you love this girl?"

"Yes, without a doubt."

"Respect her?" Clay jumped in.

"Absolutely!"

"You want to be there for her through the good and bad for the rest of your life?" Floyd asked.

"All the time."

"Then you've got nothing to worry about! You guys have been together for so long, she'd be crazier then Poppy. And I know how we can help you." Branch said smugly, as his brothers' leaned in to hear the plan.

You weren't sure how to feel actually.

John Dory's been acting weird...weirder than normal. You were used to your boyfriend's antics, but now his brothers and even Queen Poppy was acting weird.

Like they were hiding something.

And every time you asked, they'd all get these sly looks and say nothing before scampering off.

You were currently walking around with John Dory after a long day of running your animal clinic in Pop Village, you wanted to take a break and enjoy nature in his company.

He'd started to stray from your usual path, and you shrugged thinking nothing of it.

"John? Why are we here?" You wondered, as you approached a giant white mushroom.

"Just wait, baby." He smiled as his brothers' came out all smiling brightly, before they started singing.

youtube

You laughed softly, wiping your tears away before hugging John Dory tightly from where he was kneeling and kissed him hard, as he held you tightly, his brothers' cheering in the background. "Yes, yes a million times yes, my love." He laughed in disbelief before sliding the engagement ring on your finger, and scooping you in his arms and turning to his brothers and screamed:

"SHE SAID YES!!"

@vacayisland @imperatrizpirata-blog

#brozone x reader #dreamworks trolls #trolls band together #branch #clay trolls #broppy #bruce trolls #floyd trolls #john dory trolls #trolls 3 #storydays #trolls poppy #queen poppy #branch x poppy #john dory x reader #Youtube

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justedledamianfan · 5 days

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Fic idea where justice league is hiring new heroes and they ended up interning the supersons. The supersons disbanded and these two we're focusing on their own gig while catching up from time to time. I think they're like 18 21 here or 16 19

They ran through a few heroes but the one they liked the most was superboy jonathan kent

They also ran down through a few heroes but they commented on damian in particular. They feel like damian is competent but they felt like he's a bit too cocky and just uncooperative in general from the last time they met him. (Basically no social skills but peak in everything else 💀💀, just like father frfr 💀💀)

But supes went like, "oh its fine if superboy is there" And batman supports him with a hn and wonder woman trusts both of their judgement. Flash is also likes the idea + thinks it'd be entertaining. Green lantern, green arrow and aquaman is a bit sceptical. Martian is quite neutral but he does like jon kent. (Gen idk what is the current justice league members in the comics you do you)

In the end they went through with it anyways.

The next day Damian appeared first, he had same batman glare look and ominous in general but he seems a lot more approachable and a bit bit bit more "friendly" than he was before. They made small talk and that.

And then jon appeared.

They both didn't know they were interns for the justice league so it was unexpected for the both of them.

Jon being the person he is just zooms towards damian and hugs him going like "I didn't know you'd be here" Cheerfully.

And damian dumbfounded going like "Why is this buffoon here!", he tried to struggle out of his hold but it was futile.

The majority of the Justice league finds this interaction quite intertaining.

Scenes:

- For a few days they watched their duo and they were pretty amused and likes how they work well together (they do know they were a team prior but they also knew they disbanded years ago so it's quite surprising when they think about it, one joked they're probably really good friends)

- They find their young adult/teenage antics and banters quite amusing, kinda brings life into the team (esp with their fathers)

- The JL finds it surprising that Damian shuts up when Jon retorts him, esp when Damian was interrupting a member of the justice or when Damian wasn't nice. (the league went ooh so this is why supes says its okay if there is superboy, Dami is like an angy kitten) and another time when Jon is around Damian they noted that Jon looks like a dog following his owner.

- where the league listens to both of their earcoms (they were trying to figure out why they worked so well together) and its just them bantering with each other throughout the entire fight. 😭 (flash jokingly said opposite attracts, plus points if they ended the fight with "wanna order some chinese takeouts?" "Yeah sure")

- Stupid scene where Damian gives a very elaborate reasoning and jon going just Nu Uh and Damian rages. 🤣🤣

- when they reveal infos about each other to the JL through casual talk like damian being a vegetarian, liking animals and liking mangas (damian beats jon up for revealing the last one /j) When Damian reveals info about jon, its like a info bomb that is dropped out of nowhere (when on a mission etc.)

- When Batman and Superman debates and the JL goes huh this is so familiar, looks at the supersons duo, oh so they get everything from them no wonder.

#damian wayne #jon kent #super sons #jondami

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 11 months

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do you think that if arranged!verse Bruce thinked back about one of his memories with reader when the two of them were younger, would he ever realize signs of what reader was going through that his younger self never did?

I'm enjoying arranged!verse a lot, and I wish I could give arranged!verse reader a nice hug :((

"Did you know, Alfred?" Bruce asked, the weight of the journal in his pocket like lead.

"Know what, sir?" the butler asked, not looking up from his silver polish.

"What they did to her."

Alfred sighed heavily and adjusted his glasses. "There were... rumors over the years. Staff, as you know, talk-"

"Just rumors?"

"Well," Alfred said, "As you know Mrs. Wayne spent several years abroad-"

"And?"

"And, also as you well know, they only tended to bring her home for "Events" where it was important that she be seen."

"Hn."

"Guilty conscience, Master Bruce?"

"Hn."

Guilt didn't feel like the right word. He'd been a child. A little older. Presumably a little wiser- but still a child. Remorse didn't feel right either- not really. He didn't know what he felt. He'd spent all day trying to keep the wolves at bay. To give you time to do... whatever you were doing.

The memory of the look on your face. Hurt, contempt, and sadness all at once. A look he'd never seen on a human's face before. A look that stung almost as much as the slap you'd given him. Today, wandering in front of your painting, he looked again.

And again.

Trying to parse out the meanings you'd hidden there. Wondering where you went in your mind. What refuge you had that kept you from going absolutely insane with the injustice of it all. He turned over what he knew. Over and over in his mind. And he realized he didn't know you.

He'd kept this idea in his head. This picture of you as a wooden girl. A puppet. A doll. A prissy little princess who didn't have any thoughts in her head but dresses and parties.

As Batman he learned how untrue that was. But- even still He didn't know you. Not really. He knew what he asked for and what he asked for had been... not about you.

#Bruce Wayne #Bruce Wayne x reader #arranged!verse2.0 #ask answered #minors dni #reader insert

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selineram3421 · 10 months

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*saves in drafts* This will be nice.

A Scary Dream

Alastor and Child Reader

Warning! ⚠

⚠ ✨trauma✨, implied domestic abuse, implied murder, blood, nightmare, soft Alastor ⚠

The room was dark, windows covered and barely letting any light in.

You were covering your ears and hiding in the closet, eyes closed tight as you cried silently. Flinching at the loud noises coming from beyond the room you were in.

They were fighting again.

He was mad.

You heard them start a little bit ago but now they were shouting and then there was things breaking.

Stay still. Stay quiet. Hide. Don't let him find you.

That is what had been repeated in your head.

The safest place to hide would be outside but it was too late to go now and you didn't want to be near them as they fought.

Bang!

You jumped at the loud noise, covering your mouth to keep from letting out too loud of a yelp.

It was quiet now.

Pressing your ear against the wall, you heard muffled noises. Like something being dragged on the floor.

Crawling over to open the closet door, you hear the back door close.

Twisting the knob, you glance around before stepping out and going over to the door leading out to the hallway. As you go to open it, there's a sound of something wet as you step forward.

Looking down, you see some dark liquid coming from under the door. It smelled like metal and you reached down to touch it. Pulling your hand back up to examine, you saw red staining your hand.

It was the same red you got when getting hurt.

After opening the door, you saw him glaring down at you from the shadows with a gun in his hand, standing in the pool of blood.

You gasped awake, quickly sitting up and holding onto your stuffed toy tightly.

Looking around the dark room, you felt like the walls were closing in. It was too much, too scary, too quiet.

"Hn..", you began to cry.

Getting out of bed, you went over to the sliding door and pushed it open.

There was light coming from the window and you could see a little better. Rushing over to the big bed, you climbed up and started to shake the figure in bed awake.

"Alastor..", you sniffed and continued to shake his arm. "Wake up..please."

Alastor woke up to crying.

He blinked in confusion before noticing his little demon shaking his arm with a tear stained face.

"Alastor..", they whimpered.

"Oh mon petit.", he says in a gentle tone and sat up, bringing them into a comforting hug, snapping his fingers to turn on the lamp on his nightstand.

They held onto him tightly, trembling as they quietly cried against his shoulder.

"Its alright, sh-shh..", he reassured them while patting their back. "You're safe my little terror."

He began to hum and rubbed their back.

The static was little and his voice clear as he hummed a tune. Slowly, they started to calm down and after a while he noticed that the little demon fell asleep again.

Not wanting them to wake up frightened or alone, Alastor let them stay. Setting them down next to him with pillows blocking the edge so the don't fall if they roll over.

Pulling the blanket up, he covers them and lets the little one hold his hand.

"I'll protect you.", he whispers before turning off the lamp.

*has a scary dream after* Not nice.

~Seline, the person.

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somnambulic-thing · 10 months

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had to think about Eddie seeing the lotr movies again and my hands started moving like on a ouija board. For all my fellow nerds who just want to be silly with Eddie.

"It's so impressive," you say, your mind still busy processing that masterpiece of a movie Eddie and you had just watched on a huge screen with clasped hands and big eyes and uuuuhs and aaaahs and even a few tears. "I want to know how they did all of that shit."

"Yeah, right? The Fellowship was already incredible but this?" Eddie's face is still flushed with giddy excitement, his fingers twitching laced between yours as you walk back to your car.

"The Ents!"

"And Gollum!" he whines like he just had witnessed something divine. "I think Gollum was my favourite thing about this... how do you even do stuff like that?"

"Eerie, right?" you shiver a little thinking back, face lifted to the clear night sky, December air cold on your cheeks and you just think out loud, lost in the moment. "Still like your Gollum more though."

Your arm is pulled back, shoulder straining slightly as Eddie just stops abruptly and spins you around to face him. His lower lip pulled between his teeth he cocks his head and studys your face with a weird expression around his dark eyes.

"What?"

"Just making sure you're not messing with me," he says before pulling you to his chest and into a crushing hug, his face buried in the side of your neck and sighs heavily.

"Ed, are you alright?" you ask, sliding your palms up to his shoulder blades when you think you feel something wet against your skin.

"Totally alright, never been better, uh-hn," Eddie mutters into your hair. Then his voice changes, from soft and deep to a rough and raspy hissing sound. "Eddie just needs a moment with his preciousssss. Nice precious, always soooo good to Eddie."

You shudder and laugh and Eddie pulls away to press a smirking kiss to your lips, swallowing your laughter.

“You’re such a nerd,” you chuckle, your forehead pressed to Eddie’s, hands tangled his hair in the nape of his neck.

“Yes, perhaps, yes,” he stays in his role. “But so is precious.”

“Will Eddie be my guide then? Show me the way home? There I can show Eddie what I got in my pockets.”

Eddie’s eyes widen as a sharp grin spreads over his face before he takes your hand again and yanks you in the direction of your car.

“Bless my bark,” you say in your best Ent-manner. “Not so hasty!”

“We wants it. We needs it,” Eddie quotes directly from the books, words he memorized years ago and will probably never forget. “Must have the precious.”

“Such a nerd,” you chuckle and hurry along.

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more lotr blurbs

#Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x Reader #nerds in love #Eddie Munson fluff #shortfic #lotr blurbs #blurb

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nightghoul381 · 9 months

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Silvio 3rd Anniversary Event

A Beast's Dream Realized by Beauty

Chapter 2

I woke up too early to actually get up.

(I’m like a kid excited for a field trip)

(No, it’s true, but… I didn’t realize how much I was actually looking forward to this.)

Gently, I roll over and look at Prince Silvio.

Even though he’s a tyrant, his sleeping face is so beautiful, I can’t help but admire it.

(I should go back to sleep.)

(Otherwise, Prince Silvio will wake up and tease me, saying “You’re acting like an excited little kid”.)

I can easily imagine it and close my eyes in a hurry.

Silvio: “…hn..”

But when I open my eyes again to the faint movement of the bed, I see Prince Silvio’s shoulders trembling.

(He was already awake!)

Silvio: “You’re acting lite an excited little kid.”

(I knew you’d say that!)

Embarrassed, I try to pinch Silvio’s nose, but he hugs me, preventing me from doing so.

When I buried my face in his broad chest in frustration, my body was lifted and my stomach dropped.

Silvio: “You’ve got to get revenge, don’t you?”

Emma: “I don’t want to be told that by some one who pretended to be asleep and laughed at me.”

Emma: “…Did I wake you up?”

Silvio: “…Nah, I just happened to wake up.”

Silvio: “Forget about it, get some sleep.”

Silvio: “The boat will take your energy just by being on it. I don’t want you to be sound asleep before we get to the island.”

Emma: “Right, I want my first voyage to be memorable.”

(In a few hours, I’ll be out at sea with Prince Silvio…)

Emma: “I’m looking forward to it.”

Emma: “Goodnight, Prince Silvio.”

Silvio: “…Ahh.”

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A short time later, quiet sleeping sounds could be heard from Emma.

Silvio smiled softly at the sight of her in his arms.

Silvio: “I know you’re looking looking forward to it, kid…”

Silvio: “…I can’t speak for others.”

There is nothing tyrannical about his embarrassed murmur that melted into the quiet room

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Silvio: “…….”

Silvio: “You’re no better than that fuckin’ mutt.”

Emma: “Ah…Rio too, on his first voyage…He got seasick?”

Silvio: “Ah, hey, are you sure you’re okay? You’re so pale you look like you’ve lost your life to the sea.”

Emma: “Fufu… Maybe it’s feeding that fish now.”

Silvio: “You must be feeling better now, that fish…”

A few hours after happily leaving the harbor, I got seasick like an inexperienced person.

If I take my hand off the boat, I feel like I’m going to collapse from the rocking and the motion sickness.

(The ships I’ve been on so far have been passenger ships, so it’s only natural that there was almost no rocking.)

(I underestimated it. I never thought I’d get this sick.)

(Ugh… If I even think about seasickness, I feel even more sick…)

Silvio: “Fuck… Emma, gimme your hand.”

With a sigh of exasperation, I obediently placed my hand in his outstretched palm.

Emma: “Eh…Whoa!?”

Without question, Silvio picked me up and started walking.

When he reached the place with the least shaking, he laid me down and put my head on his lap.

(Knee pillow… He’s letting me use him as a knee pillow?)

Silvio: “Look at me and I’ll drop your head off my knees.”

(Ah, you’re embarrassed. Even though it’s embarrassing, you did it.)

I don’t have many opportunities to use Silvio’s lap as a pillow, so I kept quiet.

(I thought you would tease me for being seasick, but you were worried enough to give me a knee pillow.)

My chest tightened with joy, swallowing any feeling of guilt.

Emma: “Thank you very much, I feel less sick than before.”

Silvio: “Hurry up and get better. You’re going to be roaming around the island lookin’ for treasure.”

Silvio: “Unless you wanted me to carry you on my back the whole time?”

(I’m sure the only reason he didn’t cancel is because I was looking forward to today.)

(… I have a weakness for your indirect and inscrutable kindness.)

Emma: “Prince Silvio, have you ever experienced seasickness?”

Silvio: “All I wanted to do was get out to sea. I didn’t have time to get seasick.”

Emma: “If I remember right, you went out to sea as one of your achievements.”

Silvio: “…”

Silvio: “…that’s most of it.’

Silvio: “The rest was just being a kid, wanting to see the other side of the sea.”

Emma: “You were a surprisingly curious child.”

Silvio: “Surprises are worthless.”

The slight silence is awfully deafening.

(If mostly for merit, then what are the other reasons?)

I wanted to ask, but Prince Silvio’s past came to mind, and my open mouth snapped shut before I knew it.

My seasickness had all but vanished thanks to Prince Silvio’s lap pillow,

We land on a green island, untouched by man.

And so, with a map in hand, we spend a few hours going this way and that way on our long-awaited treasure hunt—

Emma: “Wow… the sea is beautiful. You can even see the ships.”

Silvio: “That’s the ship we came in on.”

(We were supposed to be heading for a cave, but all that’s in front of us is the sea.)

(I shouldn’t have been going through this on instinct just because there were no obvious landmarks.)

(…I’m so sorry.)

Emma: “What the…?”

As if to lift my depressed heart, I felt a light poke in the back.

When I looked up, my eyes met those of Prince Silvio who had a stupid smile on his face.

Silvio: “You’re gonna have a hard time getting to your destination with this mess of a map.”

Silvio: “Getting lost is part of the fun. Throw away your depressing thoughts and just enjoy the treasure hunt.”

Silvio: “But if you’ve had enough of being lost, you can always ask me politely to give you the answer.”

(Right, Prince Silvio has been to this island before.)

(Even if your memory is hazy from when you were a child, you should still be able to reach your destination in no time, even with a messy map.)

(And yet, even though I was pushing down the wrong path, you were still following me.)

Since it’s my first treasure hunt, it must be worth it to find it.

Emma: “Prince Silvio, you’re being gentler than usual today.”

Silvio: “I’ll be damned if I’m ever going to be told I can’t sail or treasure hunt again.”

(Does that mean you want to continue sailing and treasure hunting with me in the future…?)

Long fingers pinch at my cheeks.

Prince Silvio’s face, with looked flushed with embarrassment, was the answer.

Silvio: “Get that smirk off your face.”

Emma: “Please wait five minutes.”

Silvio: “Come on.”

Emma: “Fufu, I’m sorry.”

(But I welcome this kind of unreasonableness.)

When my smile doesn’t relax, Prince Silvio clicks his tongue.

Silvio: “However, at this rate, we won’t get to the treasure by nightfall, so I’ll give you a hint.”

Emma: “By all means, tell me.”

Silvio: “If you can’t get there even with the hints, you’ll be punished.”

(…I’ll have to die trying.)

While the words he spoke were threatening, the hints Prince Silvio gave were too kind.

Thanks to this, within ten minutes our destination, the cave, was in sight…

Emma: “Waahh…!”

Silvio: “It’s just a bunch of hanging ivy.”

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Emma: “Why is there a pitfall in a place like this…!!”

Silvio: “The hole’s only big enough for one kid, relax.”

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Emma: “Bu… Ouch, something hit me in the face…”

Silvio: “It’s just a cushion. It’s worth a lot of money though.”

Silvio: “Turn around. I’ll make sure you’re not hurt, just in case.” 2217

Emma: “Uh… okay”

Prince Silvio tilted my face left and right, checking me carefully for injuries.

What awaited us in the cave was a trap fest, and our strength was being drained.

(But… it’s strange.)

(All of the traps are so rough and weak; they seem like they were made by a child.)

(I wonder if I’m just jaded because I’ve experienced Prince Clavis’s traps so many times.)

And I’m also feeling another kind of discomfort…

Silvio: “……”

(Ah, this face again.)

Since entering the cave, the wrinkles between Prince Silvio’s eyebrows have gradually deepened.

Seeing that the conversation is also decreasing, I know it’s not just my imagination.

(Should I ask?)

Silvio: “….ah.”

Emma: “! Is something wrong?

Perhaps remembering something, Silvio clicked his tongue with a face that looked like he’d chewed up a bitter bug.

Silvio: “Damn it… why’d I take so long to remember?”

Emma: “Um, Prince Silvio…?”

Silvio: “Let’s go home.”

Emma: “What!?”

The hand that was holding my face grabbed my hand and without question he started back the way we came, dragging me along behind.

Emma: “Wait a minute, why did you suddenly decide to leave? Is that a rule of thumb?”

Silvio: “……yes.”

(What the hell happened just now…)

Emma: “Can I at least look at the treasure chest from a distance…?”

Silvio: “There’re plenty of treasure chests in the castle. Look at those.”

(It’s my first treasure hunt, I wanted to work hard until I found the treasure chest with Prince Silvio…)

(But you’re saying it with such a serious look on your face, you must have sensed some danger.)

I endure the feeling of regret.

Emma: “Okay, I understand. When we get back to the castle, let’s plan our next voyage!”

Silvio: “Oh, I’ll give you a more thrilling treasure hunt than here.”

The moment I moved my legs to follow—

Emma: “Oops…”

Silvio: “Ah…”

In the dimly lit cave, my foot had caught on a hollow and I immediately put my hand on the wall beside me.

Silvio: “Don’t push there, you idiot!”

Emma: “Eh?

Emma: “Whaaaa…!!”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Premium End | Epilogue

#ikemen prince #ikepri #silvio ricci #ikemen silvio #ikepri silvio #ikemen prince silvio #ikemen prince translations #ikepri translations #ikepri silvio ricci

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k-looking-glass-house · 8 months

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The wedding tailor~

As I already said once, when Mister Crewel doesn't make some outfits (which actually never happen...seriously Cruella!!), K is the one doing the job!!

You know the groom edit collection in collab with my dear @twiwoncrackpopcorn !! Thanks them, they were the one coming up with the idea and the special click and drag game...

Well in my lore, K is the one who designed most of them!! And gave everyone perfect groom outfits after the event....a bit too late... But fashion doesn't wait... neither some fanservice!

She is also the one who sew Idia's suit, as she never question people when they asked her an outfit, except size color and so on! She would be like "Sorry, not sorry Idia hn!! But you are so handshommeee!"

She also sew the rescue team groom's outfits, but greatly questionned back then Sam's taste on some patterns, as it was either truly "avant-gardiste or old fashioned". But told him if he already knew about the issue, since he asked her to sew them a month ago out of nowhere...

She was officially presented to the current NRC's chara cast during this event!

She clearly sided with Riddle and Epel about "their size don't matter" as she is 148 cm without heels... Which make Riddle feels super tall....

She tried to sell all Sam's good part to Eliza, as Mister Crewel failed without even trying, but she got engrossed in a quiproquo!

K: Sam is the besht!! Princessh, you'll get 3 no 4 to 5 meals a day, with pocket money!! Lot of free time! Good clothes and headpat!! A warm bed with fresh clean sheets! And champagneeee!! Marry Shaaaamm! Eliza: ...How do you know that my dear, sounds indeed very lovely? K: Becaushe Sam treats me like this!! Everyday, all time I am sho spoiled *dummy smile*! *NRC cast* facepalm mentally or not: That rabbiiiiit is no good either! Eliza: Awww my, you are his wife I seeee, how lovely! K *flustered*: *turn to Sam* Am I your WIFE?? *sparkle* Sam: Of course NOT!!!! K *turn to Eliza*: I am NOT!! Sam: Whyyy do you evennn ask.... *facepalm* Eliza: Ah ah, young weds are so shy, Idia darling we'll be the same!! K: Hihihi hihihiii congratulations!!! I am the rabbit who shew your hushband suit! Idia: Arwwwghhhhh HELP HELPPPP the rabbit was also an enemy since the beginning what a shojo-ish plot twist! Sam: Da*n.... I could have the princess ghost under my care... I mean saved the blue flamme kooni-chan! Divus: She didn't even look at me.... and think Sam is married and is a good husband......*depressed* I am not paid enough... *hugging dogs*

Eventually she was ready to put a forbidden love potion in the wedding champagne cup of Eliza to make the mission successful!

She kept trolling Crowley about why doesn't he also help and seduce the bride! And to save his dignity he graciously paid 3 times the prices for all her fashion design work, which made her silent and happy!

Ultimately she ends up with real K drinking champy and singing "kiss her, kiss her!"

K is heavily inspired by Paris "belle epoque"! Her outfit is part of Ann Demeulemeester F/W19 Women's collection (totally inspired... I was in love back then)

K the rabbit with real K (Cass') ready to drink Champagne I mean save Idia.... More like come on boys let's catwalk on those outfits!! Now turn....ah yes roll on the floor!!!

#k imeart #twisted wonderland #k oswald junior 101 #ktwstghostmarriage

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privitivium · 2 months

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Can you write a fatherly!yan fic but include the quote (obviously modified somewhat)🤞🏾 "you want this chain so bad, Jones? Big Daddy Thrax is gonna let you have it."‼️🗣

K thx bye👵

maybe. i was thinking abt this with some sort of collar but ee'rr gonna be talkin about dicks. saw this w dom father yan obviously but i like dom reader more in this scenario... hope this is ...appeeasing.... sorry for any mistakes that mightve slipped by!

sub fatherly yan!

both amab, cw; office boners n masturbation, pervert father

he was hovering over you... you get this enough at home.. you click your tongue, glancing over at him as he was trying to explain something to you - you already knew what to do, and he knew that. he just wanted another excuse to see you... he didn't care as much what the others would think, seeing him be all touchy with you - being the most eye-fucked thing in the building after all... it was hard to miss the charismatic bastard lurking around you. you were a bit scared they would start coming after you ㅡ you see his adams' apple bob up and down as he gestures to your monitor; looking nervous as he glances between your eyes and much, much lower... so perverted! eyeing your groin up in the workplace ?!

and - rather than spending your fifteen minute break in your designated area, you decide to confront him! what's his problem? harrassing you at your cubicle while you're just trying to do your work that he specially assigned you...

ㅡ"ah!" he says your name when you enter lookin all stoic. he was pleasantly surprised.. smiling a bit too widely in excitement as you close the door behind you. "to visit me, here in my own little space... lovely. it's usually i who comes to you." he muses, playing smug and haughty as his face blooms red, seated behind his desk facing the door... snorting to yourself softly in amusement at the tryhard and offering no response and thoroughly making him nervous - but giddy as fuck.

resisting the urge to pull at his collar and adjust his bulge that sporadically formed - trying to look busy as he neatens a random stack of papers as you near... and even then, you catch him glancing at you. below the belt... he was just so - unapologetically fantasizing wasn't he?!! yeah, alright.. you'll give him something to fantasize about, you suppose... you just hope this won't make mother too upset. it was always good to blow off some steam, right? you were a little stressed...

rounding his desk and actually acting coolly - he was unsure of you; what you were doing - shifting his thighs together and unable to tear his gaze from your lackadaisical frame..

and you let him tremble in anticipation. before... guiding him up from his chair - and he follows your guidance without restriction, thinking that you just wanted affection... of course he'll give you a hug... before you were yanking him in place, turning him around - ignoring his little gasps as you shove him against his desk - careful

it was free of clutter. papers so neatly to the side as well as his computer... a cleanfreak. ignoring the way he inhales shakily as you slowly undo your belt, pressing your crotch against his - reaching out and tugging him by the wrist.. guiding his large, shaky, veiny hand to cup your bulge he was so obviously begging forㅡ"it's so painful to see how ㅡ y' want this dick so bad..." wrapping your free arm around his waist, burying your face in the crook of his neck and huffing in the scent of cologne and nearly whining yourself as he runs his hand along the shape of your prick - "don't worry... big daddy is gonna let you have it." grinning - all smug, so obviously the dominant man... he clenches his jaw, squirming underneath you at your little moniker you've given yourself - he's the daddy, not you?! but .. he's not opposed to it... hn.

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