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"Support character" [part 2]

{Idia Shroud x gn/MC}

Tags: playing videogames together, competitive, bet, smut...

Idia’s room was just like you imagined it would be, an otaku’s room —books scattered on the floor, open boxes in every corner, merchandising from different animes and games, posters on the walls… Also, the air in the room is really heavy, why is it so hot in here? Is it because of the computer or-

MC: ARE YOU ALRIGHT?

His hair was bright red, redder than when we were in the storage room, and not only the color was hot red, but the temperature too.

Idia: so-sorry, this is the first time a girl has entered my room (anyone other than Ortho or me for that matter).

That was the issue, haha… now I’m nervous too. I should do something to break the ice in this situation, or rather cooler the temperature. I think I recognised one of his figurines on that shelf…

MC: Isn’t that Ruri-chan from “The Magical Ruri Hana: Demon Girl”?

I was staring right at Ruri-chan when I asked him, so it was a surprise when I turned around to look at his face and saw his expression. For a few seconds the time stopped and he gave me a death stare. Why is he so scary all of a sudden? Did I mispronounce her name? Impossible, I’ve been watching that series since I came to this world, mostly because it was the only serotonin I could find after nearly dying over a kid’s tantrum.

Idia: you know Ruri-chan?

Maybe because you were nearly as introverted as Idia or because you were nervous, the only answer you could find to his suddenly cold attitude was that this was the beginning of the typical “man interrogation over a common interest to prove your authenticity as a fan”. So before he could start making you questions about the show, you blow out all the lore of the series.

Idia’s face was as rigid as a rock until you finished your monologue on Ruri-chan’s journey. You stopped talking to catch a breath when he grabbed you by the shoulders and suddenly snapped.

Idia: ARE YOU TELLING ME THERE WAS ANOTHER OTAKU IN THE ACADEMY AND I DISCOVER IT NOW? Why did it take you so long to talk to me? How is it possible that I didn’t know about this before? I mean, I have control over all the technology and internet connection here. I should’ve been notified if a student was watching anime, how is it possible I didn’t know about you till now? What did you do? What kind of firewall did you use?

MC: I just watched it on Ramshackle’s TV…

Idia: ah… that explains everything, that TV probably doesn’t even have an HDMI port, let alone Internet…

MC: Idia… my shoulders are starting to hurt.

He sure is strong, it's hard to tell by those baggy clothes he's always wearing. He instantly opened his hands to let me go as soon as he heard me. He looked troubled he might have hurted me.

MC: don’t worry, I may not have “mana”, but my HP is full.

He couldn’t help but smile at my dumb -almost cringe- comparison. I think my “break the ice” mission was successful. Idia is very expressive, he snapped from nervous, to surprised, to confused, to happy in the the blink of an eye. I wish he stopped using that floating tablet of his to attend classes so I could see more of his expressions.

As soon as he released me he went to pick something from his wardrobe, a pair of controls apparently. The controls in my world were less complex than this ones. Idia handed me one of them and I began to study the buttons. It would be a lie to tell I knew how to grab it, clown music is playing inside my head. I wanted to play videogames with him, but truth be told I don’t have money to fix Rammshackle’s sink let alone buy a videogame or a console.

Idia saw my troubled grin and step towards me, shadowing my entire persona.

Idia: Is there a problem? You don’t like the color or something? Is it the brand?

MC: well, you see, the thing is…

This is gonna be so embarassing. First, I ran into problems trying to defend him against nothing, cause he wasn’t even hearing those jerks. Second, I made him hide with me in the storage room and now I have to tell him I wanted to play videogames with him but didn’t even think about the possibility of the controls being different from my world. Defeated, I lower my head to evade his soon to be inquisitive gaze.

MC: …I don’t know how to use these controls, they are different from the ones in my world.

Silence was so loud I couldn’t take it anymore and looked up. He was trying so hard not to burst out laughing at me his cheeks were red and his jaw was so tense I could see his neck muscles contracting. Finally, he let out a little pfft and grabbed his mouth and chin with his hand, pressing his cheek with his index.

Idia: I’m sorry but, you went through all that trouble to play together and you don’t even know how? Cute.

Lucky for me I don’t have magical hair that turns red when I'm flustered, but I’m sure it’s not hard to guess just by looking at my face.

Idia: don’t worry, guess I’ll have to teach you as I did with my little brother, come here.

He sat on a visible comfortable plush sofa, big enough for him to open his leg and ask me to sit between them. Funny, when we were in the storage room he was so nervous and now he openly asks me to sit on top of him, hasn’t he noticed?

Dumbfounded, I did as he requested and sat on the gap between his thighs, creating a space between us as a way to surpass the embarrassment. Unfazed, he glued his chest to my back and slipped his hands around my body. As if I was walking on thin ice, I slowly rested my arms on top of his. Then he moved his hands on top of mine on the controller, guiding my fingers on top of the buttons. My ears were bright red as I could feel his breathing chilling my neck, whispering a slow pace explanation on how to use the controller. His fingers moved mine slowly over the buttons, his hair fell as a cascade over my shoulders sliding between my legs. I don’t know what is happening and I would swear neither does he. He’s so focused on explaining the lore of the game and controls he hasn’t realized the hot mess he got cuddled beneath him.

Idia: Did you get that?

He asked, suddenly making me snap out of my cloud. Even though it was difficult, for many reasons, I caught a glimpse of his monologue while trying to survive my ocean of hormones.

MC: Well… It seems quite complicated to be honest. Maybe I can understand it better once I play the game.

Idia: Great, let’s play. I’ll connect the other controller so we can multi-play this.

The controller was right next to us, already plunged, so he didn’t move an inch and his arm were still surrounding me. The soundtrack of the game started playing and far too late I realized he meant to play in this position, basically cuddling each other, with our arms tangled, his body temperature on me and his breathing on my neck. We haven’t even started, but I can tell I already lost.

Unfortunately for him, after playing for nearly an hour, I tried my best to give him a hard time beating me. I lost all the matches anyway, but at least I could hear his groans all along, echoing in my ears.

Idia: SO much for being a snob, you are tougher than you look. But rest assured, I would never let a newbie beat me at my favorite game. Ortho has tried many times and I should give him a pass -you know the whole “Idia let your little brother win once”- but as a weeb I have a reputation yk.

That smirk on his face… he’s sure full of himself. I have almost grasped the dynamics of this game, maybe I could beat him. I’m a pretty competitive person and that arrogance only ignites something dark in me, something stupid.

MC: I bet I can ruin that reputation of yours in our next round.

Idia: Are YOU implying YOU can win? LMFAO, if delulu was a sport you'd have a gold medal. If you beat me on this round I’ll be your chair or whatever -not that it’s even a possibility.

MC: Do you mean I can ask you anything if I win? It’s this one of those anime situations in which the winner can order the loser around the whole day?

Idia: Yeah, that kind of shoujo stuff. Afraid?

MC: Mmn… Well, you’re already quite the comfortable chair.

That came out of nowhere, but I decided to keep my cool and rested my weight on his chest even more, looking up at his melted honey eyes now widening from sudden embarrassment. His peachy cheeks are so cute. Plan complete: this may be considered cheating but the only way to win is to distract him and by the discontrolled beating of his heart reverberating on my back I can tell it already worked.

We began playing, in the game we were two characters fighting each other in a 2D horizontal landscape. I didn’t learn all the combos, but I mastered the parries and evasions, so it was nearly impossible for him to even scratch me. He was focused on attacking while I was determined on defending, a never ending match it seemed. In real life it was the other way around, I continued non-stop “attacking” him while he tried his best to “defend” himself. Each time I evaded one of his attacks my butt moved against his lower body. From the corner of my eye I enjoyed his leg contraction at every “unintended” pound I gave him. After almost an hour of playing him, and the game, his breath was a mess, he was trembling all over and his dick was rock hard between my ass cheeks. My intention was to win the game, but I’m not quite disappointed with the actual development of the situation. I could take this as a win already.

Then I felt a thrust, his body rested on top of mine and I swear I can almost tell his longitude just by the pressure on my lower back. He snapped, his fingers were moving so fast on the buttons I had to make an effort to see them, he left me no chance to defend myself neither in the game or reality. As my character fell to the ground completely defeated, my head stumped on the floor as his hands pressed my shoulders to the ground.

Face to face, among the darkness of his room I could only differentiate two golden orbs and his face lightly illuminated by the gentle blue of his hair.

Idia: I won.

My whole belly was on the palm of his hand as he slowly lifted my shirt all the way up, until he grabbed my neck under the clothes.

MC: Wh-what are you doing?

Idia: I won, so the loser must do whatever the winner demands, right?

MC: Bu-but you haven’t say anything yet.

Idia: Oh, then I want the loser to fix my joystick.

What? Oh…

As I stupidly tried to understand that I noticed his hard-on pressuring my lower belly, near to my intimacy.

Idia: you see, a certain snob player broke it mid-play. Any idea on how to fix it?

He completely snapped, I almost can’t recognize him. Where is the shy boy I was messing with? The situation has escalated more than I would have imagined, but this doesn’t put me off in the slightest. Seeing Idia all hot and bothered surely is rare enough and I want to push that dominant side of him a bit more.

MC: maybe… It just needs some cleaning?

I questioned opening my mouth and letting out my tongue. His sigh was filled with excitement and anticipation, I could catch him bitting his lips for a moment.

He moved his knees to the sides of my head and lowered his zip and trousers. My eyes, now more used to the low illumination of the room, enjoyed the view of his thighs, pale as porcelain. He looks so fragile and slim, or that was my line of thinking until he uncovered his dick. Hard, veiny and leaking precum on top of my forehead; the length was the size of my face. This was going to hurt.

I accepted my destiny and kept my mouth open for him to enter mercilessly. But, that wasn’t the case. At a slow pace he started going down on my mouth, he filled my cavity with just the tip and almost the middle of his length. Then, he took my chin in his hand and caressed my cheek, pressing it on his dick and slowly massaging it from outside. I didn’t know what to do with my tongue so I tried to lick his dick and press it more against my cheek. His eyes glittered from a moment and he let out a soft chuckle.

Idia: seems you’re really eager to clean it, babe. But this much won’t do I’m afraid, you need to get it all wet enough.

Instantly, he continued letting down his hips until all his dick was in my mouth and throat. He was so deep in me my lower lip was touching his balls. Strange enough, this wasn’t as painful as I imagined it to be, I wonder how can my throat be twitching around him and I’m so calm? Maybe, his sweet expressions are keeping me from gagging. His mouth is a little open, from this angle I can only see his tongue moving above his pointy teeth. His eyes are locked in my throat, probably a bulge has formed, his fault after all. He’s been so long in this position I could possibly draw his dick by having it inside me.

When I thought he would start moving, his balls twitched against my lip and his cum flooded my mouth non-stop. When he released everything in me he fastly got up, letting me catch a breath. He cumed so much there were lines of cum running down my cheeks to the ground. I coughed a little after drinking all.

When I sat on the floor and looked up I could feel his gaze contemplating my whole display, heavy breathing and a surprised expression.

MC: that was fast.

Idia: I endured playing in hard mode, literally, a few minutes ago. Thank me I didn't finish by just seeing your ahegao face. Also …you didn’t need to drink that.

MC: I told you I would clean it.

Idia: quite the awful job, It's all sticky and twitching, maybe you can clean it better down here…

To be continued...

Part 1

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kikyan · 7 months

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CW: Yandere content means yandere content y’all, stalking, dub-con/non-con, masturbation, disgusting themes, panty stealer, fingering, oral (receiving), overstimulation, breeding themes(slightly?), creampie, power bottom Idia, slight masochist Idia, kidnapping, shit ass writing, I think that’s all, etc…

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Character: Idia Shroud x GN! Reader

Word Count: 7.2K words

A/N: This is a birthday fic for one of my IRL besties, an Idia simp. Another thing, this is a yandere blog so it’s not canon to their personalities at all but more my interpretation of them if THEY were yanderes. So take that as you will! This is with a GN reader so there is no anatomy assigned or pronouns other than they/them (I did proofread it but lmk if there are any errors!)

‘ Click’

Yellow eyes darted across from the screens as he was looking at the contents. Classes were over and his homework was completed quicker than he used to have it done. He was still a housewarden with duties and responsibilities after all, besides he needed the rest of the day free to partake in his favorite hobby. Stalking [Reader] of course. He could access several cameras from different angles as he attempted to track them down.

‘ Where are they? Their class ends around this time and they usually stay a bit longer in the classroom to wait for the freshman and Grim. They’re taking too long. . .shit! Did I miss them? Did they already leave?’

Idia frantically typed away at his computer to try to locate them. After a couple of tries, he found [Reader] and Grim, with the freshman of course, walking out of their classroom. Sighing in relief, he continued to observe as normal. Unfortunately, these cameras were limited as they had no audio but it would do for now.

‘ So they DID stay longer in the classroom. Phew, good thing nothing has changed so far.’

The screens were the only source of light in his room as his lights were turned off. He didn’t have any club activities today so he there was no need to leave his room. He sat on his desk chair while holding his knees to his chest. Raising his thumb to his mouth, he bit down on the tip of his nail. How did it come to this?

“We’re going to be late! Crap, where is the housewarden?”

“Doesn’t he have his club? Do you think we can leave it with Ortho?”

“Uh maybe. . .man why did Professor Trein dump this on us? If only Idia attended in-person classes, but oh well. Oh, wait-[Reader]!”

[Reader] was walking through the hallways, but turned when they heard their name was called out. There were two students, from the Ignihyde dorm looking stressed.

“Yes?”

“Sorry for this, but could you do us a huge favor? Professor Trein asked if we could drop these papers with Houseward Idia, but we can’t find him! Not to mention, we’re already late for our club activities enough as it is! We’ll make it up to you, promise!”

“Hm, sure I don’t see why not. Not like I have anything better to do, give them here.”

Sighing in relief, the students wasted no time in handing the documents over to [Reader].

“Gosh, you’re a lifesaver! Thank you so much, both Grim and your meal are on us!”

The students turned and ran off to their club. Leaving [Reader] alone.

“Grim would appreciate that, it sure saves me money for one day knowing his appetite. Anyways, just where is Idia?”

[Reader] debated going over to the hall of mirrors and just entering the Ignihyde dorm but they decided against it. It would be too much work if Idia were still on the main campus grounds and they were in their dorm. Was Idia even in a club? If he was, it would be worth it to check some classrooms in case he was. Thinking back on it, it wouldn’t seem likely but it didn’t hurt to check. [Reader] had been walking for about 20 minutes, popping inside classrooms just to survey the area. To no avail, Idia was not in the classroom.

“Just where could he be? Maybe I should head over to his dorm. Oh, hey Azul!”

Azul was walking on the opposite side and [Reader] ran up to meet him.

“Ah, [Reader]. What a coincidence, I would have figured you had returned to your dorm by now.”

“Normally I would have, but I’m helping some classmates drop off some documents. Hey, this may be a stretch but by any chance, do you know where Idia might be?”

“ Idia? Oh why, yes I do. He’s still in the classroom. We just finished up our game board club meeting. He lost to me so he’s staying back to finish cleaning up. Why?”

“He’s the one I’m dropping the documents off to. So, where is the club room?”

“ Down the hall, turn right and it’s the second door on your left.”

“ Thank you, Azul! I’ll see you around, kay?”

“Of course. If you however require my services sooner, you know where to find me.”

“Nice try, but at the moment I’m not interested in making a deal right now. Maybe later if I forget to study for an exam.”

“But of course, take care.”

Azul left back to his dorm, leaving [Reader] to seek out his directions to the club room. When they arrived, they opened the door to see Idia sitting at the desk on his phone.

“Oh hey, Idia-”

Idia jumped in his desk, whipping his head around to stare at [Reader] in a frazzled state.

“W-what a-are you doing h-here!?”

“Calm down Idia, not here to hurt you. Anyways, someone asked me to drop off these papers to you. One of your housemates. Anyways, what are you doing?”

“You c-can leave them on the t-table.”

Idia’s eyes avoided [Reader’s] and he ignored their question. [Reader] walked closer, leaving the documents on the table as asked. They turned to look at his screen, looking at all the graphics displayed on the screen.

“That looks interesting, what’s this about?”

“It’s a game. . .”

“Right, I can see that. What is it about?”

Idia continued to advert his gaze, muttering under his breath under the assumption that [Reader] could not hear him.

“Like you would care. . .”

“I would actually.”

A snarky and slightly offended response left [Readers] unamused face. Idia let out a squeak, he didn’t think [Reader] would hear that. [Reader] let out a huff, pulling a chair out and sitting across from Idia.

“Idia, you know I’m not from here right? I don’t know much about media and franchises here in Twisted Wonderland, but I was interested in content like this back in my world. So humor me, what is this game about?”

Though he was still unable to look them in the eye, not that [Reader] minded, he continued to explain the game franchise.

“It’s an adventure-based role-playing game following an adventure party on a mission to take down the demon king. The party consists of characters that you get to pick, unlike most games where you’re given a party member. This game is different because it relies on your choices to advance as well as you making your combat type distinct. It has an online server where you can complete side quests while the main story updates.”

He spoke fast, never sparing a glance at [Reader]. He was just waiting for them to become uninterested or to look at him in annoyance. He was waiting for the insults and the questionable glances of ‘you’re weird’ and ‘fucking loser’.

“Hm, so it’s a fantasy-based combat game. Does this mean that all the party members are different fantasy races? I’d like to see the party members that you can pick, or do you get to customize them as well?”

“ O-oh u-uh. . .”

Idia has always seen the negative side of everything, but being realistic he didn’t give you enough credit. Sure, most people stop listening after that initial description but a few brave soldiers still stick around until he continues. He’d surely lose your interest with his extensive knowledge of the game's lore.

“Well, not exactly. You can make your character, but the other party members are already designed and have a story to go with them. All you do is equip weapons and artifacts to strengthen them.”

“Oh, I love customizable characters. Can I see yours?”

Alright, so you’re one of those few brave soldiers who may be interested in a nerdy ramble. Idia began to click and swipe at his screen, eventually passing it to [Reader]. [Reader] began to inspect the character, looking at all the features that Idia placed on them.

“Woah, they look badass. I like your character’s style, but it looks like they aren’t human-like. Are they fantasy-based characters? What kind?”

Idia couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment it happened, but his face softened and went from stoic to a more relaxed one. His eyes began to shine with passion as he began to talk about his character, gaining [Reader’s] undivided attention. [Reader] nodded and paid attention when he spoke, asking questions about the game’s lore and characters. Idia answered all their questions with a more enthusiastic chirp, throwing some jokes here and there. The atmosphere changed from tense to a more comforting one as they continued to speak losing track of time.

“. . .but you don’t meet this fantasy race until act III in the game, even then they’re an antagonistic species until you clear the next three acts, that’s when it clears up. Eventually, you can add this character to your party or can update the way your character looks after-”

The sound of the classroom door opening snapped Idia from his daze, and he turned to look at the door.

“Idia, here you are!”

“Ortho. . what are you doing here?”

“Idia, it’s been three hours since you were supposed to be back. I came to see where you were. Don’t you remember, the new update for the game was dropping later tonight?”

“Three hours. . .?”

[Reader] and Idia panicked, both scrambling up from their chairs,

“ Oh my gosh, I had no idea time went by so fast. I need to get home and do my homework!”

“I forgot about my game! S-sorry, I probably bugged you with my spiel-”

“Not at all, Idia! Honestly, this game sounds cool I might check it out. Well, I wish I could considering I don’t have a platform to play it. Crowley is very stingy with what he gives out. I don’t even have a phone to use, or else I would have asked for your contact info. I’ll catch you later, hopefully maybe one of these days I can see you in class. Take care, Ortho!”

[Reader] patted Ortho’s shoulder before leaving the classroom. Ortho nodded enthusiastically, wishing [Reader] the same. He turned around to where Idia was standing. Idia was quiet, his eyes wide, and on his face was a dopey grin. His cheeks were lightly flushed, adding color to his pale skin.

“ Iida? What’s wrong?”

“Ortho, I’m going to class tomorrow.”

It had been roughly two months since that encounter. Idia never expected it to get this bad. They kept their promise, and [Reader] continued to talk to him even if it was after class and in private. He knows they didn’t mean anything bad by it, but he loved the idea of being their little secret. Held occasional yet school-related conversations in public, but the moment the class ended [Reader] and he would talk for hours. Sometimes, they would come over to the Ignihyde dorm to play games with him or indulge in certain content and media. Ortho was very excited, not only was he able to see his brother form a friendship with someone so close instead of online, but he could also see his brother having a slightly more positive outlook on life. However, he remained haunted by the grim reminder that he would be head of the S.T.Y.X organization and wouldn’t be able to enjoy the luxuries he was experiencing now. Despite all that, he was smiling a lot softer and looking forward to the next meeting. So in other words, everything was content and alright. There was no need for him to hijack the cameras to stalk [Reader], but he did it anyway.

“Well, no matter. What’s done is done. Now I need to make sure they get home safely.”

Idia softly smiled at the cameras, looking at [Reader] talking to Grim. They had a smile on their face as well, no doubt teasing the poor kitty.

‘ They’re so pretty. . .hopefully they like my surprise.’

[Reader] was walking with the freshman to the Ramshackle dorm. They were going to drop off some stuff before heading out to the hall of mirrors. As they arrived at the entrance, they were greeted by a ghost.

“Good afternoon, [Reader] and Grim! How were your classes?”

“ Afternoon! Nothing too busy, but we just got assigned a major project.”

“Man talk about annoying, Riddle kept reminding us how important this project was for the freshman.”

Ace complained with Deuce sharing a similar face of dismay, clearly stressed about the project itself.

“Vil was the same, he said that I could not afford to get a low score and tarnish Pomefiore’s reputation. This must be a pretty serious project.”

Jack rubbed the back of his head, “Leona hasn’t mentioned anything yet. If all your housewardens are saying something no doubt when I get back to Savannaclaw he might mention it.”

“If the project must be this serious, then I cannot score anything but the highest marks! The pride of Diasomnia, no. . .the pride of Malleus-Sama rests on my shoulders!”

“Cool, anyways. . .”

The rest of the group disregarded what Sebek was spouting about. The ghost chuckled, before leaving to the living room and returning with a package in hand.

“Someone came by to drop this off. We don’t know what it is or from whom. There was no name on the package.”

“Oh, for us?”

“Seems like it.”

Curiosity spread among them as they were all devising in their heads what it could be.

“You don’t think it’s a. . .no it couldn’t be!”

“But it might be. . .”

“It might be a what?”

Grim turned to Ace and Epel who shared mischievous smiles, “Oh you know. . .”

“Pay them no mind, Grim. They’re just trying to scare you.”

Deuce waved the two off and reassured Grim that it was all right. [Reader] examined the box, shaking it a little. It felt heavy, but there was no sound with the shake. It might either take up the whole box or it might be very secure. They walked inside their dorm with the others following suit. They sat on the couch and proceeded to open the package. Ripping open the box, they turned to see that it was a new phone.

“A phone. . .?”

“ WOAH! NOT JUST A NEW PHONE, IT’S THE LATEST MODEL!”

Everyone exclaimed, eyes wide as saucers.

“It is. . .?”

“Hm, you don’t suppose Crowley got it for us do you?”

Grim turned to look at [Reader] who scoffed at the idea,

“Hell no, since when has that man cared for us?”

“Fair enough, but who do you think it was from?”

“ Not sure. . .”

“ Well whoever it was, they must be loaded!”

Ace pointed out, [Reader] looking up at him.

“Surely it can’t be that much... could it?”

“It’s over 200,000 Thaumarks!”

“THAT MUCH!?”

Grim and [Reader] turned to each other in shock. There was no way Crowley would cough up that much money for them, surely this was a mistake.

“ Do you think they maybe got the wrong address?”

“Nope! The postman that delivered it said the package was addressed to a [Reader].”

“So who could be this generous patronage?”

“Who knows, but whoever it is. You better take care of that as your life depended on it!”

“ Got it, maybe I can ask Idia how to set it up. Surely it can’t be too different than the models back in my world, but if it is that much I can’t risk it. Alright, let us go now.”

“ Do you guys want to go to Monstro Lounge to eat and talk about the project?”

Sharing nods, everyone set off to Monstro Lounge. Idia was observing through the cameras, looking to see everyone entering the Octavinelle dorm. The moment he saw [Reader] enter, he stood up and made plans to leave his dorm. He closed off all the cameras and locked his room to be safe. He turned to the door, preparing to enact his plan. He left the Ignihyde dorm, turning to the path to the Ramshackle dorm. He walked at a brisk pace. It was the perfect time, no one was near or around to see him. Upon arriving at the dorm, he turned to peek inside the windows. Luckily, the ghosts that were occupying the house didn’t seem to be near. He pulled out a key and swiftly unlocked the door. He remembered one time when he swiped their keys and made a copy of them. Casually returning them to [Reader]. He climbed up the stairs and entered their room. Looking around, he could see a very plain room. Nothing too out of the ordinary but he didn’t mind, he knew that [Reader] was hardly getting any funds from Crowley. That was why he gave them the phone, something to be able to reach them faster. Though the room was plain, there was something that did manage to catch his eye. [Reader’s] used clothing hamper. His breath hitched, slowly and carefully making his way to it. Fear that the slight movement could alert someone, even though he was alone(or was he?). Once he made it across, he peered inside. Just normal clothing, sleeping garments, and so forth. The one thing that did make him turn red, was the sight of [Reader’s] used undergarments.

His throat was dry as he debated reaching in and taking. What would they think of him? Would [Reader] look at him in disgust? Here he was, a pervert thinking about taking the used underwear of the one he loved. Who knows what he was going to do with them? Idia shook his head, reaching in swiftly and swiping the used underwear. He shakily raised them to his face, placing the crotch area close to his nose. He inhaled deeply, [Reader’s] scent quickly invading his mind. His pants began to feel tight and his dick was hard. He was lost in a trance until he heard a voice come from the living room.

“I wonder who could have gifted the phone to [Reader]. Do you think they have a secret admirer?”

Idia’s eyes widened as his body temperature rose. He was horrified, beyond terrified. Tears began to well, he was going to be caught! Idia quietly scrambled to the hallway but skillfully remained undetected as he peered over the stair railway. All the ghosts were in the living room, but they weren’t near the front door. If he played his cards right, he could make it out of the dorm without bringing too much attention to himself. Idia began to walk down the stairs, luckily the ghosts were too into their conversation to hear the creaky stairs. Idia shoved the used garment into the pocket of his jacket.

“ If they had a secret admirer, do you think it might be that fae boy who sometimes comes here at night?”

‘The WHAT!?’ Idia internally screamed. Fae. . did he mean Sebek? Sebek knows better than to appear at night, so was it the devilish third-year Lilia Vanrogue? Sure he was an eccentric one, but even he would have morals. Idia was close to the front of the door. Idia was so into his thoughts, that he failed to notice the ghost that was standing near the gate. The ghost turned around, with a surprised look asked,

“Are you here for [Reader]?”

Idia let out a squeak, holding both his arms in a defensive stance. The ghost noticed this and quickly assured him that he did not mean any harm or to spook him.

“Didn’t mean to scare you, but [Reader] isn’t here right now. They’re at the Monstro Lounge working on a project with some peers.”

“O-oh. . .I see. . .”

Idia knew they weren’t here, but couldn’t raise any suspicion. The other ghosts soon came to the front door, staring at Idia.

“Oh, what’s this? Are you a friend of [Reader]?”

“I-I u-uh. . .d-did [Reader] get the package?”

“ The package? Oh! Are you their secret admirer?”

Way to go Iida, he was digging a deeper hole for himself.

“A-a friend of mine a-asked me to make sure they got it. . .”

His gaze was adverted to the side and his fingers were twiddling.

“They did it! By any chance, can we know the name of your friend? Tell us, do they like [Reader]?”

“ Y-yeah s-something like that. T-they’re a little shy so. . .well then, that’s good. U-uh, I’m going to leave n-now. . .”

“ Take care, be safe walking back to your dorm!”

The ghosts all wished him safe travels. Idia nodded and began to walk slowly, once he was away from the ghost’s sight of vision he scrambled back to his dorm.

“You don’t think he was. . .?”

“Maybe, but wait. . . isn’t he the one [Reader] likes?”

Idia managed to make it to his dorm without being spotted. He entered his room and locked the door. Once he caught his breath, he made it to his bed and plopped down. He was tired, hopefully, the ghosts didn’t say anything. He closed his eyes and remained still for a brief moment before he turned, feeling the fabric of his pants rub against his hard-on.

‘Oh’

His cheeks reddened and his hair changed from a blue to a purple shade, close to pink. He reached into his pocket, taking out the used underwear. His other hand went to his pants, slowly freeing his hard cock. His breath hitched, he placed the used underwear up against his nose and inhaled deeply. His eyes rolled back at [Reader’s] scent and his free hand went to his dick, wrapping around it. Pre was already forming at the tip, he rubbed his cock up and down slowly, starting a soft pace.

“Fuck. . .”

His lidded and glossy eyes stared on, he slowly opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. He gave a long striped lick, tasting whatever remained on the underwear. Whatever little control he had broke, he began to gradually fist his cock as he inhaled and exhaled. He was constantly giving licks as well, his body was moving on his own. He rolled over and entangled his legs with his bedsheets. He let the underwear fall on the pillow and dove nose-first into it. With his right hand, he began to grip the sheets. He rutted into his fist. His mind wandered to [Reader], how would they feel. If they saw him right now, what would they say? Would they call him a disgusting pervert? How dare he get off on your used underwear. How pathetic he is, rutting into his hand thrusting into his bed trying to find the right pace and friction to get off. Fucking pathetic, look at this loser jerking off to the idea of even being able to touch you.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-oh fuck-!”

He imagined if [Reader] was into it as well. Would they step on his disgusting dick? Would they tease him, call him all kinds of names? Would they make him fuck himself before he even had the chance to fuck them? Idia was thankful for his pillow, other than being able to rest the used underwear so that he could smell and taste as much as he wanted. He was also able to hide his pathetic moans and whines. He was drooling, eyes rolling back and tears welling up.

“Fuckfuckfuck, I’m gonna-shit I’m gonna come-”

How their warm insides would feel. How their hole would clamp and clench around his dirty and pathetic cock. Imagine how it would feel to relentlessly fuck them.

“W-wanna touch them, w-wanna fuck y-you, [R-reader]!? W-wanna c-come i-inside you-ha fuck!?”

Would they let them come inside? How it would feel, leaving his warm thick sticky cum inside them. When he’d pull out he’d see the thick glob that left their used and abused hole that was stretched out just for him.

“C-Cumming!??”

Idia’s eyes rolled back as his back arched, his right hand gripping the sheets and his knuckles turning white, blowing his load into his hands. His cum shoots out to stain his bedsheets. His cum was warmer than average, how would they feel? Would they feel warm and satisfied? Sweat was coating his skin and he struggled to catch his breath. His left hand released his now limp dick and his right let go of the bedsheets. He lifted his body, getting on his knees and he looked at the pillow and [Reader]’s now soiled underwear.

“I l-love you so much. . .[Reader].”

[Reader] kept true to their word and turned to Idia for help setting up their phone.

“Oh, okay so I do this right?”

“You’re no better than a noob finally learning how to use a handheld console.”

[Reader] sent Idia an unamused look, but let out a laugh. Idia smiled, but changed his face the moment [Reader] turned to look up again at him.

“It’s standard, it’s similar to most models back in my world though some features are completely new. Hey Idia, can I ask you a question? Is this really the latest model and worth 200,000 thurmarks?”

“It’s the latest model and now it’s super rare. Those who preordered one when the sale dropped months ago were 100% guaranteed one with a small percentage that they would be sold in stores. They only released a few in-store ones so if you didn’t get one then, it’ll be months before you get one.”

“Woah, so it’s that special? Ace was telling me all the new stuff it was supposed to have but I just nodded and went with it.”

“Here.”

Idia handed [Reader] their new phone back, stuck on the contact screen. The contact read his name, ‘Idia Shroud’, with his phone number saved on it.

“So now you can reach me. M-maybe play the game now. . .”

“Thank you Idia, I was going to ask you about that too by the way. Do you mind if I lie on your bed?”

“Hm, no I don’t-WAIT YES I DO!”

Idia’s scream rang through his room. [Reader]’s eyes widened as they backed away from his bed.

“S-sorry, my bed is. . .messy.”

“Oh, I really don’t mind but if you do that’s fine. I can just sit here unless you don’t want me to?”

“N-no no, there is fine.”

Idia calmed down, scooting over to [Reader] to explain how to download the game and how to set it up.

It was like that, consistently for another two months. Idia wasn’t sure what to do, he had planned on confessing but how. Every time he thought it was the right time, someone just had to take [Reader’s] attention or ruin it for him. They could never understand them the way he did. After months of observing [Reader], playing games with them, and sharing deep meaningful conversations, Idia was the only one who could understand them. That’s what he believed, so why was it so hard to be able to confess them? No one was able to understand them to the capacity that Idia could and certainly, no one was worthy of them. Granted Idia himself didn’t feel worthy, but if he was the worm crawling underneath their shoe the other’s were the smears on the concrete. Idia huffed in annoyance, he was typing along to his online friend, Muscle Red.

Gloomurai: Can I vent to you about something happening IRL

Muscle Red: Of course, what’s wrong?

Gloomurai: How do you confess to someone you like?

Muscle Red: Oh, relationship issues?

Lilia scratched his head, geez. This was an awkward situation, it’s been a while since Lilia courted someone. He wasn’t sure how to proceed with the conversation but he was young once so it couldn’t be too hard.

Gloomurai: Not really considering there is no relationship yet, it’s more like I like someone but can’t bring myself to confess to them.

Gloomurai: When I want to, something always happens like the universe doesn’t want us to be together.

Muscle Red: I don’t think that's the case. I think you may need to set up a scenario where you are completely alone to confess, so you don’t have any interruptions.

Lilia winced a little when he read that back, it didn’t sound okay at first. Hopefully, Gloomurai doesn’t look too into it.

Gloomurai: It’s a little hard, they’re quite social. Almost everyone wants to talk to them.

Muscle Red: I’m sure if you asked to speak to them about a personal matter, they might set time aside to hear you out. Maybe that is when you confess?

Gloomurai: I’d probably stutter over my words to get it out, they’re just too cool. . .

Muscle Red: How did you meet them? Is this a close friend or?

Gloomurai: You could say that. They like the same stuff I like, we became friends with mutual interests.

Lilia let out a breath of relief. Unlike back then where you either knew the person from growing up together or being interested in them because of one interaction, common interests bonded people. So this should be easy.

Muscle Red: Hm, so then they probably know you and will feel more comfortable being near a familiar face. When trying to court someone you may want to start with a small gesture of kindness and trying to find time alone to be able to confess to them. That was how most of the time it worked then, but since this is a close friend they might already be able to pick up signs. [MESSAGE UNABLE TO SEND. TRY AGAIN.]

Muscle Red: You may have to be bold. Do something that they might never expect from you. Try to get them to see you in a different light than just a friend. If you’re able to do that then surely you can win them over, who knows maybe they’ll fall for you just as much.

Muscle Red: Do something that still falls within their comfort level to show that you still care and know certain things about them. I think once you’re able to show them how you care for them but also make them see you, I think that helps a lot. They already like spending time with you and enjoy common interests, so really, it shouldn’t be too hard. [MESSAFE UNABLE TO SEND. TRY AGAIN.]

Gloomurai: So try something bold, something that makes them notice my feelings for them?

Muscle Red: Exactly.

Gloomurai: Hm, thank you. I think I know what I should do. Thank you for this, really :)). Thank you for helping me defeat the boss too lol. C U!

Muscle Red: see you!

Gloomurai left the chat.

Muscle Red left the chat.

Lilia looked to the bottom right screen on his PC, looking at the symbol representing the internet.

“My, of all times it seems that the internet went out. Hopefully, they were able to read my messages and understand what I was trying to say. Oh well, they seemed to understand so hopefully it helps. Ah, young love certainly never fails to move my heart. Now, onto the internet.”

And so, that is where we find ourselves now. Idia was pacing around his room, biting his nails and muttering to himself.

‘Shitshitshitshitshitshit, what do I do? What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?’

[Reader] was sleeping soundly, snuggling into the bed. Clearly, this wasn’t their room and if they were to wake up, surely they would panic. The last thing [Reader] remembered was resting peacefully in their bed with Grim cuddling next to them.

“I did use a pretty strong spell, hopefully, they wake up soon. . .”

Idia peered over to see [Reader] they were still unmoving. He nervously made his way to them, getting on his bed and slowly crawling to them. The bed sank with his added weight, but nonetheless, they did not waver. He eyed their body, their features. Their chest was slowly rising with their steady breathing. Idia swallowed hard, his fearful expression didn’t leave his face either while he shakily extended his hand to touch [Reader]. His hand grazed their skin and his cold fingers met their warm skin. Tracing his finger from this shoulder to their forearm, touching their forehead and caressing their cheeks. He stopped breathing, afraid that it would ruin this soft moment for him. His eyes trailed down, to their chest. He removed his fingers from their cheeks and instead began to trail from their collarbone to their chest. With deep breaths and a flushed face, he started going lower. From their chest to their stomach, to their hips, and eventually, their crotch.

“You’re so pretty. . .wanna see you more. . .”

Idia lightly rubbed at their crotch, lazily stroking up and down. He didn’t intend to do anything and he certainly didn’t expect to hit any major pleasure zones. Idia continued to touch, not really doing much. He wondered if they were awake, what would they do if they saw him like this? Surely they would scream, be disgusted, and threaten to hurt him.

‘Be bold’

Idia nervously looked over to [Reader]with their eyes still shut. He looked over at their legs, placing his hands in the middle and prying them open. His head peeked up again, no movement. He got on his knees at the foot of his bed, dragging [Reader’s] legs down too. Idia placed his hand on their bottoms, dragging them agonizingly slow. He managed to take them off without stirring them and he left them in just their undergarments. Idia began to drool at the sight but he knew the surprise was waiting underneath the undergarments. Reaching above, he pulled them down swiftly and looked. [Reader’s] sex was exposed and visibly aroused. His cold fingers went to touch their most sensitive bit, lightly tapping it. Trailing their finger up and down, they noticed their hole clenching around nothing.

“What I would give for you to think of me touching you in your dreams.”

Idia shakily moved his face to their sex, giving it an experimental lick. Trailing to their hole, licking around the area. He removed himself and began to such on his fingers, once they were coated with his saliva he moved them to their hole. Inserting his middle finger inside. Idia let out a soft squeal when he felt their hole clench around his finger.

“F-Fuck. . .y-you’re so tight. . .”

Inserting his finger in and out, creating a soft pace and causing enough lubrication to insert another finger. Idia let out a small chuckle,

“It’s like you’re greedy hole is devouring me. . .I wonder what you’re dreaming about, [Reader].”

As Idia continued fingering [Reader], they turned to their sensitive bits and began to lick up and down, pressing light kisses on them. He continued to do this for a bit, lightly teasing them and pumping his fingers inside them. He began to suck and that’s when he noticed it, their body twitched. Thinking it was from pleasure, he continued to tease and explore their body. Their sensitive bits were being toyed with, sucked, licked, pinched, and stroked while he fucked his fingers into them. He didn’t notice the noises they were making as they were stirring, but his heart dropped when he felt his hands wander into his hair.

“[REA-]!?”

“D-don’t stop. . .p-please Idia. .m’feels good.”

He had to be dreaming! There was no way this could be real, but he didn't care. If it was a dream, then what a lovely dream it was. He nodded and returned to abuse their sex.

“F-fuck, right there-!”

Idia was overheating, he was eating them out with such intensity. Drool covers their sex and mixes with their juices. His fingers continued their assault, stretching them out in a scissoring motion while also reaching even areas they couldn’t with their fingers.

“M’ feels g-good, f-fuck g-gonna cum Idia-!”

[Reader] was coming undone, the feeling of Idia’s long tongue playing with their sex, sucking and kissing along with his fingers was a pleasure overload. When Idia’s fingers reached that soft and spongey spot inside them, curling his fingers to hit, they came. Grabbing his hair and pushing his face against their sex and bucking their hips, riding out their orgasm as they came on his face.

“C-Coming!”

Once they came down from their high, they released his hair. [Reader] raised their forearm to cover their eyes as they worked to catch their breath. Idia got up from the floor and got on the bed, crawling to them.

“[R-reader]. . .I-I-I-?!”

[Reader] removed their forearm, looking at him with glossy eyes. Idia could only gaze upon them with such love. Their body was covered in sweat, their skin was warm to the touch and their post-orgasmic face was divine. [Reader] propped themselves on their elbows, struggling to sit up on the bed. When they managed to, they turned to look at him with a dazed-out expression.

“Idia. . .wanna make you feel good too. . .can I?”

[Reader] asked in a slightly whiny voice that made Idia’s rock-hard cock strain against his bottoms. His breath hitched,

“E-EH? I-I N-NO Y-YOU DON’T M-MEA-EEP!”

Idia shrieked when [Reader] pushed him down on his bed, straddling his hips and rubbing their exposed sex on his clothed crotch. [Reader] raised their arms to remove their shirt, turning to remove his bottoms. [Reader] was able to pull down his bottoms and remove his boxer, exposing his dick. Idia’s hair turned into a pinkish hue with the rest of his skin burning up. He was embarrassed that his crush who he went down on, got to see him in a similar position. [Reader’s] hands were warm to the touch and they began stroking and rubbing his cock, jerking him off. Idia threw his head back, moaning uncontrollably and gasping as he felt their fingers play with his tip, rubbing it back and forth. Their free hand began to fondle his balls, creating a feeling of immense pleasure. Tears began to form and Idia looked at [Reader] with a face that was begging for mercy but at the same time, more.

“O-Of fuck! F-feels so fucking good! H-having my disgusting cock t-touched by you, [Reader]! F-fuck me, please I want it s-so badly!”

Before Idia could come, [Reader] let go of their dick. They went to their sex, rubbing their hole and inserting their finger, making sure they were stretched well. They leveled themselves to Idia’s cock and began to lower themselves down. Idia closed his eyes at the feeling of their hole clenching down hard on his dick. [Reader] was struggling themselves too, Idia managed to stretch them out pretty well. After a while, [Reader] began to move, slowly creating a slow pace while riding Idia, Their hands went underneath his shirt and to his nipples, playing with them. Their fingers caught them and began to pinch them.

“Fuck! H-ha…f-fuck, so tight!”

“Y-you’re so big, Idia. Feels so f-fucking good!”

Rolling their hips to meet Idia’s small thrusts to reach that deeper part within their insides. Idia’s hands went to grab and hold their hips, keeping them steady. Idia’s left hand went to touch their sex, rubbing and stroking to make them catch their high. Both their bodies were covered in sweat and their moans echoed throughout the room. [Reader’s] movements were getting sloppy, the feeling of their climax was right around the edge. Idia could feel it too, he wasn’t going to last long but he wanted to. He didn't;’t want this moment to end.

“I-Idia, hm feel’s so good, feel so full! W-wanna c=come. .-ha!”

“F-Fuck [Reader]! C-Come, please c-come!”

Relief was granted when Idia thrust one last time, spilling his seed inside them. [Reader] threw their head back and ended up cumming all over Iida. The room smelled of sweat and sex. Idia and [Reader] were both trying to catch their breath, until Idia began to thrust again.

“W-wait I-idia! I can’t, it’s t-too much! S-still sensitive-!!”

[Reader] placed their hands on his stomach, steadying themselves and that’s when they saw it. Idia’s glossy eyes, tears staining his face but his face was red. He looked like he was ready to cry again from the overstimulation.

“P-please, w-want more of you. W-want to feel you-!”

Idia began to relentlessly thrust upwards, hitting their deepest spots and continuing to play with their sex. It continued for a while until Idia had his fill, pushing [Reader] until they were no longer able to form coherent words just mindless babbles of their pleasure spilling out. Idia finally finished and managed to release inside them. He let [Reader] lie on the bed to rest, but never pulled out of them. They stayed connected even when Idia was no longer hard. [Reader] looked over at Idia who was avoiding their gaze. [Reader] smiled, breathing out before speaking,

“I love you, Idia.”

“H-HUH!? N-no, surely you’re just pulling my leg-”

“Idia, we just fucked. I’m not pulling anything, you think I don’t know that you were stalking me?”

Idia let out a whine, diving headfirst into their chest to hide his embarrassment. Wrapping his arms around their waist, pulling him closer to them.

“I know you’ve been stalking me around. I also know you were the one who got me the phone, the ghosts told me you stopped by my house.”

Idia peeled himself away enough to look up at [Reader] who looked at him with adoring eyes.

“ You probably hate me, you must think I’m disgusting aren’t I.”

“I don’t hate you, but I do think you’re pretty disgusting. I don't mind, I like how disgusting you are about me.”

Idia gazed into their eyes before shying away, continuing to shove his face in their chest. His pink hair was a dead giveaway that he was completely enamored and not okay with that response.

“ Oh, and I also know you jerked off to my used underwear.”

A sob left Idia’s lip.

Bonus:

Muscle Red: Hello, it's been a while. So, how did it go with the one you wanted to confess to?”

Gloomurai: Hello. It went well, I went bold as you said. I kidnapped them and I guess they were into that lol. Thank you for your advice. Now, do you want to do that quest?

Gloomurai: Muscle Red? [MESSAGE COULD NOT BE SENT. USER MUSCLE RED IS NO LONGER AVAILABLE]

Gloomurai: Muscle Red? :(( [MESSAGE COULD NOT BE SENT. USER MUSCLE RED IS NO LONGER AVAILABLE]

A/N: I have no words because I lowkey hate the writing because I split it up into several days of work so it’s not only consistent but I think I cannot write smut to save my life as well I used to and well yeah. Happy birthday IRL bestie.

#yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere idia #yandere idia shroud #yandere idia shroud x reader #yandere idia x reader #idia shroud #twst idia #twisted wonderland idia #yandere x darling #yandere x y/n #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere smut #idia smut #twst smut

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dolliehina · 1 month

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Oohhh you wanna write desperate clingy idia in bed so bad oooohhhhh🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀

Hypnotism has worked successfully IG, I'm such a whore for Idia

Anyways

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Clingy!Idia who gets jealous way too easily. The way you bat your pretty eyes, pout your pretty lips, and wear your tight shirt around school- He'd fuck you in front of the whole class if he wasn't so scared of people lol

Clingy!Idia who can't stand to be in class without you whenever Ortho forces him to go to class. He's so nervous about being around these people, please give him a handjob during class to comfort him :(

Clingy!Idia who finally after a long day of being in school gets to have you all to himself. He can't stand how the other boys look at you, he should really punish you for drawing so much attention. Luckily he a special vibrator just for you, and he'll be controlling it at all times!!

Clingy!Idia who humps and fingers you all afternoon in his room as he's playing games, making you ride his cock as you sit on his lap so he can hold you close because he loves you so much :(

Clingy!Idia who degrades you as you suck his pathetic hard dick after teasing him all day, making him jealous and clingy, calling you a whore while cumming on your face to remind you that you're his.

Clingy!Idia who cums inside you, filling you up and breeding you as he holds you close and fucks you hard, letting you cry in his shoulder as he holds you to his chest, telling you how much he loves you and how he never wants you to leave.

Clingy!Idia who gives the most loving aftercare, pampering you in cuddles, affection, and cleans you up. He even puts on your favorite anime and has a two player game for you two to play as you snuggle. He loves you so much and he wants to be close to you, especially after you were so good for him.

#idia shroud #idia smut #idia shroud smut #twisted wonderland idia #twst idia #idia x reader #twst x male reader #twst x female reader #twst x gn reader #twst x yuu #twst x mc #twst smut

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3cremepie3 · 3 months

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The creamery part 3

Sypnopsis - where or would the boys cream in/on you! Feat : Ignihyde (Idia)

Warnings - 18+ sexual content, Idia x gn reader, sub/ dom themes, cussing, degradation, objectification

A/n - part 3 while I finish off the rest of my request! I hope you enjoy pls reblog this quick lil Drabble

Idia

Would cream onto your thighs. He was a perverted shut in of course he would have a thigh fetish. It took only the littlest amount to set him off. Bonus points if you wore skirts!

It was a hot summer day and your whole body felt sticky you knew it was time to bust out some of your shorts. You went to Ignihyde immediately tensing due to their heavy use of AC. You should’ve been tense for another reason though your boyfriend was now eyeing the perfect target your legs.

You didn’t even have to take off your shorts he would thrust on any part of them as long as you had a tight grasp on them. He enjoyed your praises as he thrusted into you his gaze searching around your body shamelessly. His hands gripped onto your sides pulling your lower half up to thrust with him.

He would sometimes hit your heat adding a new level of edging to the sticky air. You would sit there admiring his disheveled state. Your boyfriend was whimpering over your legs. His breath soon faltered as he let out a high-pitched moan creaming on top of your thighs. He would always take a picture for fap material later.

But you weren’t done with him. If he got to use you like some sort of doll you would do the same!

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tigertale · 11 months

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A/N: Drabble, 400 words, just recycling those drafts I've kept untouched for months.

Reader; Idia

•〔　！〕 Smut; Slight mention of blood but it's nothing really; Grammatical errors; Not proofread

His dick pushed far into her cunt, hitting her cervix harder with each thrust which has eventually rendered her to a small pitiful mess, tears and drool dirtying his shoulder. She did try to silence herself by hopelessly kissing his neck over and over, but the pleasure skyrocketing through her body had her mind focusing on the drag of his cock along her walls.

"Idy– Like- Like that… please~" She whispered in between her whimpers, nails drawing noticeable red lines along his hunched back as she desperately tried to keep up with the mind numbing feeling coursing through her blood.

He drank all of her affection up, hardly keeping his grunts and moans in check as he was afraid of being louder than her, although he felt like filling her pretty cunt up soon. Each thrusts of his cock further drove her inside his bed sheet, already moist and sticky from both their previous and nonstop fucking session the past few days. Was it dirty? Yes. Did it further arouse them? Damn yes.

His tongue slithered into her mouth, both now panting against each other's lips, and Idia used it as an opportunity to bite her tongue like a madman. She may have annoyed him during one of his matches, begging and sucking him off in hopes of changing his mind, but now, he was the one hungry for her.

She felt the faint taste of blood invading her mouth from the small hole he had pierced with one of his teeth, but it didn't distract her enough from the fluttering feeling messing with her lower stomach. And he felt it too, as her walls tightened around his cock, each veins now properly dragging against all of her pleasure spots.

With one last thrust, she cummed, provoking his downfall right after. Each of his pearly white drops were milked by her cunt, the toe curling feeling of their warmth making her breath his name one last time.

Or that's what he thought. Because, when he removed himself from her, everything he had dumped inside her walls started dripping out, she reached out to him right after. She was definitely out of energy, her body aching and twitching with each breath, yet she whispered inside his ear, begging for him to continue.

And who was he to deny the cute little minx he had somehow managed to get obsessed with him?

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst smut #smut #idia shroud #idia shroud smut #idia smut #twst idia #idia x reader #idia shroud x reader

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levisenvy · 3 months

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“just the tip, baby. please! I need you so bad.”

mammon & idia shroud

#obey me smut #twst smut #mammon smut #idia smut #the neediest and most pathetic babies #twt links

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angelsrcute · 7 days

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I’ve loved reading through your blog it’s so good!

Would love to request Idia edging his needy s/o with a sex machine while he’s gaming since they won’t leave him alone. They still get his d afterwards, how nice he is just depends on whether he won or lost 😈

DO NOT DISTURB. ౨ৎ

(´∀｀*)ε｀　) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Dom!Idia + Sub!gn!Reader ➜ cws: use of sex toy, degradation, rough sex, spanking (once), Idia accidentally leaves his mic on. ᡴꪫ‎

Idia was a very busy man. Busy doing his dailies and playing games!! This man planned to not get out of his room today, it was the weekend and what other way to use it than playing games with his online buddy.

You rather were bored because you had nothing to do and thought of visiting your beloved boyfriend. (and maybe get him to touch grass.)

Now, here you were, your hands bound to the bedpost as you squirm around. The dildo pushing into your hole at a fast pace, stretching your insides. It's so damn close to hitting your good spot but Idia keeps on turning off the machine just when you're close. So mean.

A soft whine escapes your lips, all while idia plays on his pc, his mic on. You were teasing him too much, distracting him, ugh. You were sitting on his lap, your hands ghosting over his thighs, prepping light kisses on his neck. You definitely deserve this.

He proceeds to ignore you, talking so normally to his friend. Another loss, the game over screen mocking him. This dude is so frustrated that he could smash his keyboard.

The sex toy thrown on the floor as he fucks you stupid, legs thrown over his shoulders, his dick kissing your sweet spot everytime he thrusts.

“What? Didn't you want me to fuck you, huh? I am, so be a little grateful. I'm not stopping till you learn your lesson.”

Drool falling on the pillow, eyes hazy as you can't even say anything, only moans and whimpers escaping your mouth. One of his hands on your neck, blocking your oxygen supply. You swear you can see stars!

“It's too much? LOL, should've thought about it before disturbing me.”

His other hand keeps you in place. Tears forming at the corner of your eyes, hands clawing at the sheets. Your neck decorated with pretty hickeys given by him. He lands a harsh spank on you ass, making you yelp out his name.

“You're such a slut, liking this, Y/N..”

He presses a rough kiss against your lips, climaxing with a final thrust. His dick twitches as a grunt escapes him, filling you up with his cum. He falls on top of you, panting heavily.

“Oh uh, I'm sorry, I hope that didn't hurt too much, yeah?” He says as he feels his face heat up with embarrassment. Dude, this looks like a straight out of a hentai video!!

You both hear a message notification pop up on Idia's pc.

“Oh, you youngsters are so lively these days, also you forgot to turn off the mic! keke..” – Muscle Red. :3

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laurentdirosetti · 1 year

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"Support character"

{Idia Shroud x gn/MC}

Tags: hiding, cute, shy, curing wounds, soft touches, breathing onto the neck.

You have always been a passionate video game player, so you wanted to get to play with the weeb himself, Idia Shroud. You knew his reputation wasn't the best, among other nicknames, people called him otaku, freak, weirdo... But that didn't really mean anything to you, since you were pretty much the same. Despite being an introvert, you wouldn't define yourself as a shut-in kind of person. You enjoyed spending time with your friends and talking to people from time to time.

Nevertheless, you were having a hard time approaching Idia, he almost never leaves his room and it was difficult to locate his floating tablet. But one day destiny kicked in: you were walking to your next class with professor Crewel when you heard people arguing in one of the classrooms next to your locker. There was a group of bullies making fun of your well-known floating tablet.

They spitted out a lot of hurtful things like "you're gonna die alone because you're a weirdo", "if it wasn't for your brother nobody could go near you" or "what's so great about you when you can't even show your face?". You didn't know such pea-brains had the audacity to pick on him, he’s known for being a genius after all, but you couldn't stand it any more and entered the class bravely.

MC: hey! Stop bothering him and f*ck off!

They turned around infuriated and gave you a glare.

Bullies: mind your business, you're so little you wouldn't even protect yourself, loser.

Nonetheless, that wasn’t going to move you from there. On one hand, you decided to protect Idia, maybe out of admiration, maybe because of another motive you couldn’t figure out yet. On the other hand, even though you tried your best to look sharp and intimidating, you were actually very scared of those giants—all Savanaclaw students have to be this buffed?

Noticing you weren’t moving, the king bee started walking towards you at a slow pace trying to look menacing, which was pretty much working, honestly. Your shoulders began to shake. It would be a lie to say you stepped in with a plan to start with. As in games, you never had a plan for attacking the enemies, you just go with all your force —but you haven’t that strength in real life.

MC: leave him alone…

That big guy was in front of you and ready to punch you in the face, but Idia's tablet got in the way. The machine screen bursted into pieces that flew all over the place and cut one of your cheeks. The bullies laughed loudly and made fun of Idia's intent to protect you, cutting your face in the process and breaking in pieces. But that didn’t end there,the big one wasn't satisfied with the results, after all, he wanted to hit you.

Without thinking, you took the remains of the tablet in your hands and ran out of the classroom. All the bullies followed you along the corridor. When you turned to the left you felt someone grabbing your hands, making you enter one tiny room.

Your face bumped with a hard surface, so you placed your hands trying to figure out what it was. Your fingers detected what was a boy’s chest and you rapidly open your eyes and looked up to your savior. The room would be completely in the dark if it wasn’t for Idia’s blue fire hair which let you see his embarrassed expression. His eyes were wide open and his mouth strongly shut. You tried to let some air between the two of you but there wasn’t really too much space to move, so you couldn’t move away from him.

Idia: so- sorry to bring you to the storage room…I- I had no other alternative in order to lose those NPCs.

He stumbled over his words, even though he tried looking up to avoid direct eye contact. From your perspective the view wasn’t so bad, it was your first time meeting Idia and from that close. His skin was so pale you couldn’t even find a mark on his body, whiter than the snow itself you would say. The darkness of the storage room added to the light of his hair, highlighting his bones and muscles as he breathed and moved his head to one side. He kept on trying to make space between you, without success. You felt sorry for him and tried to calm the atmosphere, maybe if he gets to know you better he wouldn’t mind making eye contact with you —and even playing videogames together, you wish.

MC: NPCs? They were more like minor bosses from the in-between levels.

Idia let out a small laugh and then remained silent. That was definitely not the typical answer he gets when he talks that way. Nobody has ever followed his videogame slang. Most people would hush him or ignore his comments, since they don’t know what he’s talking about to start with. This little word exchange warmed his shaking heart and gave him the courage to look a bit down to see your face.

MC: that sure scared me, I usually try to avoid trouble.

Idia: the- then why did you… suddenly charge in?

MC: well… they were shouting bad things at you…

Idia: oh… really? I was on mute all the time.

You both stared at each other astonished. He wasn’t having any problem after all, he couldn’t even hear them. Suddenly, you felt really ashamed and your face started to show it by making you blush blatantly. Idia noticed your expression and was kinda amused by your reaction, enough to make him smile viciously while staring directly into your face. Then, among all the red your face could hold, he saw a tiny line of blood that went from your cheek down your neck.

Without realizing it he was rising up your chin to closely examine your little cut.

He took one handkerchief out of his hoodie and cleaned away the blood. He was being really careful not to hurt you, giving soft touches to wipe the blood. His other hand was gently placed on your shoulder. You didn’t know this side of him and surely wasn’t disappointed at all. His face was closer than before and you could feel his warm breath mix with yours.

Once he finished, he realized the situation he inadvertently created: face to face with you, one hand on your shoulder, the other caressing your cheek with a handkerchief, eyes to eyes… He jolted and glued his body against the wall the best he could. It was his time to get red, but ridiculously red, not only his face changed colors, his hair too.

MC: your hair turned red, are you all right?

Idia: do- don’t look a-at it, ple-please!

His long and trembling hands covered up your vision. You could feel his cold touch and trembling fingers on your eyelids.

MC: what 's wrong?

Idia: you- you obviously think I’m strange right?? my hair is on fi- fire and even changes co- colors, what a weirdo ri- right??

MC: well, Grimm’s ears are on fire too and your brother’s hair is also on fire, what’s so bad about it?

Idia: Wh- What’s so bad!? I want to live inadvertently and it’s impossible because everyone would lay their eyes on a head on fire, it’s frustrating.

MC: I think it looks very cool, actually.

Idia: I see, yo- you approached me because you think I’m some fair attraction right?

MC: No! That’s not true!

Idia: but you approached me because I’m weird right?!

MC: That’s no why I approached you!

Idia: then why did you approach me!?

MC: because I want to play videogames with you!

There it is, you finally said it. After all that yelling, it was easier to shout it out. Now, the room was dead silent. Idia’s hand were still on your eyelids, but you couldn’t feel his shaking anymore. He was calm and his touch felt warmer than before. You took his hands and slowly moved them down.

Frankly, he was surprised. Nobody, other than Ortho, has ever asked him to play videogames together. It was a first for him and he didn’t know what to say or how to react. He was repeating your last sentence again and again on loop in his head.

He is a genius, that is true for him, he’s sure his mind and creations are brilliant enough to awe anyone. Nevertheless, he felt so dumb right now…

To be continued

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l1tw1ck · 1 year

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55 + 40 ftm idia?

Lucky Day

bottom!ftm idia x top!masc reader

↳ [Event] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Gloryhole, Lingerie, Creampie

You heard rumors about a place outside of Night Raven. A place where if you're lucky, you’ll find a building with a hole in it. And if you're extra lucky, you’ll find two other holes there too.

Tonight’s your lucky night. You’re presented with a plump ass, thick thighs decorated with white lace stockings, and a puffy cunt covered with matching lace panties. “I didn't think you were real.” You say, astonished and visibly turned on. Idia squeaks in surprise. He recognizes your voice. Are you gonna fuck him? He gets even wetter at the thought. He listens to the sound of your clothes shuffling, grinning when he feels the tip of your cock brush against his cunt. You pull his panties down and smack his pussy, bringing out a whorish whine from Idia. You slide yourself inside him, stretching out his pussy with your girth. Of all the people that's fucked him, he’s never taken anything this big before, he might come just from you being inside. You roll your head back, groaning at how good his cunt feels. “No wonder the rumor’s so popular.” You breathe out, slowly sliding your cock in and out of his pussy.

You pick up the pace, fucking into him harder. You start to really get in the mood, fantasizing about someone you've liked for a while. “Fuck– Idia..” You moan, startling the poor man in the wall. He can't even process what that could mean because of how roughly you're fucking him. Each thought he has quickly dissipates, it feels too good to think. You keep moaning his name while you imagine him. Idia feels himself about to come just from hearing you call his name, he never imagined his feelings would be reciprocated.

You keep hammering into him even as he comes, determined to reach your release. Idia doesn't mind at all and happily embraces the feeling of you fucking his sensitive pussy. He’s not surprised nor upset when he feels thick ropes of cum filling him up. He usually hates it but since it's you, he loves it. He almost whines when he feels you pull out.

“W- wait!” He calls out. You pause. “[Name]!”

“Idia?”

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treysimp · 2 years

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Do You Wanna Make Out On My Couch? (Explicit Remix)

Side: Ignihyde (Idia)/AFAB!Reader (Reader has a vagina)

Idia/AMAB!Reader Version

The time has come, lovely readers, for a spicy conclusion.

This is a continuation of the work "Do You Want to Make Out on My Couch (Part 4)". Said fic is also included below if you want to re-read the beginning or this is your first time seeing this work.

Reader not described other than their junk, and pronouns are not used for them.

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, M/F sexual relations, handjobs, oral sex, questionable use of the word "smoocharoo", ask to tag for more.

SFW Works in this series:

To skip straight to the action, scroll to the second picture of Idia, thanks!

“…are you okay? Did you like… hit your head or something?”

Idia flatly questioned you, his shoulders shrugged up to his ears and his eyes narrowed into a suspicious glare. It was very him to be so blasé and sarcastic at the first sign of vulnerability, but you had to admit you were a bit hurt. You were putting yourself out there, you know?

“Are you really going to pretend that I am not into your cringe ass at this point? Who do you take me for?” You spat, crossing your arms with a huff. If he was going to play dumb, you were simply going to drive him into a corner until he couldn’t.

“Cringe? You’re cringe! You couldn’t even beat BloodScorne without my help, and you put it on easy mode!” He threw back, his glare melting into a sardonic smile that showed off the razor-sharp teeth behind his cool-tinted lips. “Fake gamer.” He finished with a shrug, looking ridiculously pleased with himself.

“I can and have beat it! I just did that so you’d spend time with me, moron!” Oh this bitch, you were going to kill his skinny ass.

“Moron! Are you kidding me? You’re the moron! Asking me to make out with you out of nowhere when I’m clearly in love with you, how stupid can you get?”

Your expression curled into a smirk equally as fast as Idia’s face fell in horror.

“So you’re in love with me?” You ask triumphantly. An eyebrow quirked in mock derision. You tilted your head to the side in faux-curiosity. And this guy says he’s a genius, pfft.

“Ah…” eyes wide, shoulders trembling and hair flickering pink at the tips, Idia suddenly finds the ground under his shoes incredibly interesting.

You could barely hear him mumble, “What does it matter? You’re never going to reciprocate so…” he signed, "...why even try?"

You inhaled through your nose and out through your mouth. Okay, so it was the self-hate thing. You could work with that.

“Idia. Do you think I go around propositioning randos every damn day?” You say, your eyes crinkling at the corners at the idea.

Part of why you both got along so well was because of how badly you both were when it came to relationships. It was a common topic of your late-night bitching sessions: 'what awkward thing did you do today?' or 'do you wanna hear this dumb thing I did as a kid' or 'wow I relate to this anime I just watched, it's about this loser gamer who gets a harem' (okay that last one was just Idia).

His jaw snapped shut. Of course, he didn’t think you went around hitting on strangers! But how could… someone like you… and him…

“Why me?” He asked, “Out of all of your options how could it possibly be me?” He almost felt like crying in disbelief. If he were you... He would never...

“Because we have a lot in common. And because I like oblivious assholes apparently.” You say, rubbing your forehead. You felt a headache coming on.

Feeling driven into a corner, Idia stood in silence. He had imagined this scenario so many times, he had run the calculations in his mind over and over but they never gave him good results. Even in his fantasies, he failed.

Try as he might, Idia was quickly running out of excuses, and the intentional evenness of his voice was long-lost in his squeaky attempts at arguments.

“Look,” you sigh, “I promise this smoocharoo won’t kill you.” You punctuate your sentence with a wink, which did nothing to calm down Idia as you gently tugged on the sleeve of his hoodie.

“Very funny.” He replies flatly. “I almost died, you know.”

You laughed, “Yeah, that would have been a shame.”

“...I wouldn’t mind seeing you in that suit again though.” You mumble mostly to yourself, but Idia 100% heard you.

Coincidentally, Idia was also suddenly overcome with the thought of how you would look in formal wear, like if you were to go to a wedding together - ah, no no no not going there! Shut the fuck up, brain Idia! SHUT UP!

Noticing his distress, you took the opportunity to lean forward to rest your forehead on his. As you suspected, it felt like a furnace. You frowned.

“Do you have a fever or something? Is that why you don’t want to kiss me?” He had already admitted to liking you, what's the hold-up?

Idia shook his head aggressively, flame hair splaying out frantically at his denial. He paused for a moment and took a deep breath, taking in your features and how soft your skin felt against his own. Your eyes gleamed in the dim light, teeth sparkling as you laughed at his frantic head motion and he was hit with a slight scent of mint from the gum he had given you earlier. What would you taste like? Would you also taste like that gum?

Unthinkingly moving despite his previous over-the-top protests, Idia let that intrusive thought carry himself to your lips in a feather-light peck.

Your eyes widened, but just as he was about to apologize for his sudden change of mind, you pulled him back in place.

Anime and manga said that kisses felt like marshmallows and tasted like lemon, but he couldn’t say he agreed.

This one, right here right now? It was mint, and something else warm and wet and entirely unique, but certainly you. He inhaled through his nose as you both continued your soft and shy kisses.

His hands threaded through your hair to pull you closer and he wondered if all of this was just a very realistic dream. You both separated for a moment, eyes half-lidded and breath coming out in short puffs that were lightly defined in the cold air.

“Are you going to let me inside?” He asked, feeling newfound confidence pulse through him as he nibbled at your ear.

He felt the sharp inhale you took against his neck, and he couldn’t help but smile. He was the one making you act like this. No one else. Just him.

Pulling away from his embrace, you slowly nodded as you opened the door to Ramshackle to let you both inside.

Idia followed you silently with his hands in his pockets. Despite how warm he felt, burying himself in his hoodie let him think for a moment. He wished you both were in his room right now instead. It would be way more comfortable than… this.

He supposed that you’re not supposed to complain when the hottest commodity on campus is coming onto you, though. Not that he would dare. As much as he liked to complain, he did like you more… not that he would ever say it out loud.

You physically pull Idia out of his thoughts when you push him onto the couch gently. He lands with a soft thud and a squeak of surprise.

Idia really could be cute sometimes, huh?

You climbed onto his lap, looking down at his face and slowly taking in all of his features. His kohl-lined eyes, his dark lips, the flickers and waves of his hair, you loved all of it.

It was hard not to stare at him sometimes, his beauty was so otherworldly and yet somehow the only other person who took notice was a damn ghost!

Not that you minded the lack of competition.

“Idia…” you breathed, lowering your face down so that your lips almost skimmed his again, “...are you okay with this?” You asked.

You had been incredibly forward this whole time, but you didn’t want this thing to be one-sided. As much as you would be disappointed, you would back off if he asked. You’ve waited this long, after all.

Idia was silent, pointed teeth worrying over his lower lip. He seemed to be having a very heated internal debate, but you let him stew in silence for a moment. It was okay not to rush him, as much as you wanted to.

Finally, with a look of determination, Idia placed his hands on either side of your hips and ground up against you, a whine slipping from his mouth while the rose color that had been dip-dying his hair began spreading slowly upward.

“Haah…” he exhaled with a hiccup, watery eyes looking up at you pleadingly.

“Please, don’t stop.”

A smirk spread across your lips as you watched his face as he so desperately begged for you. He thought that he got to be haughty this whole time and you would still indulge him?

Well okay, he was right but you would never admit it.

“Hmm, I don’t know…” you say, grinding down even harder on his lap, pretending like you couldn’t decide what to do next.

Clawing at your hips, Idia bucked into you again, desperately seeking friction that he wouldn’t be able to get through the fabric separating you. Looking at the flush on his face you couldn’t help but think that you weren’t going to let this boy sleep tonight without having him scream your name.

Teasingly, you pull yourself from his lap, ignoring the whine from Idia and the way that his hand trails through your hair as he whimpers at the loss of your warm body from his own.

Snapping open the button of his pants with a flick of your wrist, you opt to go a little showier and pull his zipper down with your teeth, earning a thick swallow from Idia as his eyes once again became as large as saucers.

“You look really good like this.” you chuckle, grasping his waistband to gingerly pull his pants from his hips. Idia obliged you, lifting his hips to allow you to slide the fabric down to his knees.

You eyed the shape of his bulge in his pants, curiously smoothing your hand over the thin cotton of his boxers. Idia softly gasped, and you continued to trail your hands up his torso. Arriving at his collarbone and tracing it lightly, you gently move to push his jacket from his shoulders and lift his shirt so you could get a view of his chest.

You weren’t entirely sure how you felt to see that he had a little tone to his chest and waist. Some people won the genetic lottery, you supposed.

“Like what you see?” came a shaky snark from above you. Snapping your gaze to his golden one, Idia’s face was clouded with an air of overwhelming smugness. You grabbed a light blue nipple and rolled it between your thumb and pointer finger in response, earning another harsh breath from him.

“...yeah. I do,” you say, lowering your face to his unattended-to nipple to slowly run your tongue across it.

“N-not fair…” he replies, uselessly bucking up himself at you, not able to find purchase in the threadbare fabric of your shitty couch. “Let me do that…” he pleaded, half-lidded gaze intensifying as he pulled you back onto his lap, making quick work of your blouse and jacket and throwing them to the side.

He stared at you unashamedly, hands drifting behind you to unsnap your bra (but not without a bit of a struggle, which made you giggle and made him bite your neck lightly in annoyance).

Idia’s hands fell to his side as he stared at you openly. It felt like he was trying to burn this image into his mind forever. You rubbed at your neck anxiously, feeling embarrassed at his prolonged gaze. Snapping back to the present moment, Idia gingerly reached for your chest and began lightly massaging.

As impossible as it seemed, he was getting even harder below you. Idia curved at the waist to reach you as he mirrored the actions you had taken upon him earlier, giving one nipple the softest of kitten-licks at the other busied itself twisting and pulling on the other.

Your breath was growing short. It was embarrassing to be like this, embarrassing to see how he was looking at you, but you couldn’t help but want to pinch yourself, flashing back to all of your wet dreams that had paled in comparison to this moment.

Idia leaned forward and pushed you onto your back slowly, keeping a palm on the back of your head to be sure that you didn’t hit it.

“Let me taste you… I’m dying to taste you…” he said, sharp teeth gleaming in the low light. You nodded slowly, he could probably ask to kill you at this point and you’d let him.

Making quick work of your bottoms, it suddenly felt significantly colder with the lack of fabric covering your body. You struggled not to cover yourself, but Idia’s hungry gaze and the lick he spread across his lips were certainly helping to distract you.

Feeling warm puffs of air on your navel, you felt a sudden enticingly warm wetness trailing down to right above your pussy. You could hear Idia’s breath speed up as you felt a soft kiss being placed on your lower lips, a scrape of pointed teeth catching them gently.

Your breath hitched as Idia’s mouth traveled lower, tracing your lips thoroughly with surprisingly dexterous flicks of his tongue. You looked down at him in awe, hand covering your mouth as you panted from his motions.

“It’s even sweeter than I thought,” he said with a chuckle, sparing a piercing glance at you from between your thighs. “Don’t cover your mouth like that, okay?”

You nodded and lowered your hand just in time for Idia to slowly press a single digit inside of you, his smile widening as he looked at the way your body shook from his actions.

“Mine… you’re mine, right? Right now… all mine…” his words sounded slightly feverish, but you couldn’t help but notice how harshly he was palming himself through his boxers while he continued his motions.

“I-idia…” you whispered, he lifted his head from watching himself push his fingers in and out of you and looked at you in surprise like he had been caught red-handed.

“Yes?” He said, not stopping his movements for even a second, he might even be pressing harder than he was a moment ago.

“I want…” you trailed off. What did you want?

“I want to feel you, inside… please.”

Idia’s eyebrows shot up to the sky as he finally paused his motions. He swallowed thickly and nodded, pushing his boxers down and kicking them (and what little of his pants were around his calves) off of him.

You had to take a moment to stare. His cock was thickly veined and long, the bloom of the head was the same blue as his lips. You thought you wanted him a moment ago, but you needed him now.

Idia began moving forward towards you, but you pushed back against his chest firmly. Looking at you in confusion, you cleared your throat to explain yourself.

“Let me ride you… please?” You whimpered, looking him straight in the eyes.

Idia did everything he could to not just fucking cum on the spot.

Nodding his head dumbly, Idia stumbled backward and situated himself with his thighs spread and his knees hanging off the couch. His gaze bore into you, and you felt like you might faint.

Gathering all of the bravery you could muster, you climbed in his lap and ground back and forth on his swollen length. Idia’s hand dug into his scalp, and it seemed like he was doing everything he could to not slam you down like a fleshlight and start pounding you right there. You internally decided that you wouldn’t mind if he did, though.

Taking a breath, you grabbed his dick and teased it at your entrance, both of you gasping in tandem at the first contact.

You pushed him back and forth for a moment, teasing the both of you before you were in too deep.

“Will you…” Idia grunted, “just fuck me already.” He continued, “If this takes much longer I…” a strained hiccup, “I’ll just get on top myself…”

Well, now or never you guessed.

You slowly began lowering yourself onto him, and you felt like you got even wetter when you watched the way his eyes were glued to watching himself slowly sinking into your body.

Body shivering at finally taking him to his base, Idia laced his fingers through yours and curled up to give you soft kisses on your neck and cheek.

“You okay?” He whispered.

“Yeah, it’s just…” you breathed in hard through your nose, “it’s just a lot.”

Idia started looking smug again, which you took as your cue to start moving, in an effort to wipe that superior look off of his stupid sexy face.

Rocking your hips slowly, you began experimenting to see what felt best. You moved slower, faster, lifted yourself off of him less, more.

The squelches of your bodies meeting would have mortified you in any other situation, but seeing the sweat drip down Idia’s face while he bit his knuckle left you feeling some kind of way.

You started pulling him out almost completely and then slamming yourself down on him, relishing in how this motion made you both moan loudly in tandem. Idia’s nails were leaving perfect crescent moons on your hips as he gasped and tried to grind up into you every time your body was close to him.

Seemingly having had enough of you setting the pace, Idia pushes you over, your back firmly against the couch and his back to the air of the lounge.

He sets upon devouring your mouth with his, grabbing your right leg behind the knee and pushing it over his shoulder.

Having you just where he wanted, Idia begins messily pounding into you. Your gasps and calls of his name only spur him to go faster, harder.

Idia rested his forehead on yours as he split you open within an inch of your life. You felt like a prey animal being hypnotized by the snake that would soon swallow them, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

Gasping your name and you screaming his in turn, you felt a final slam into your body with a prolonged grind, and Idia cried out a final time. With a couple of weak thrusts of his softening dick, he pulled out of you slowly, keeping eye contact as he did so.

Smoothing his stray hairs from his sweaty face, you felt like you could almost see the hearts in his eyes at the current moment.

“How did… I do?” He nervously questioned, leaning his forehead against yours.

You sighed, it was pretty damn hot, but you were going, to be honest with him.

“Play with my clit more next time, and then maybe I’ll cum.”

The color drained from Idia’s face.

“S-shit, yes! Okay!” He nodded feverishly.

“….wait. NEXT TIME?”

And there we have it babes, both sides of Idia are now posted.

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3cremepie3 · 1 year

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Bunny hop

A/n - something slight happy new years!

Synopsis- You’re fav making it up to you with a bunny suit!

Male ver.

“I’m sorry!” He cried for the millionth time tonight. But no amount of apology seemed to be enough for you as you set the cock ring's pace faster. His work eyes rolled to the back of his head as pre cum stained the slutty bunny suit you forced him to wear.

His sweaty palms grabbed your arms begging for an ounce of mercy. But you didn’t give it forcing him to cum on himself for the nth time that night. He felt gross and humiliated especially because of your amused laughs.

Your hand moved to his sensitive dick He shivered at your cool touch. “That’s a good bunny,” you cooed. “Please I’ll do anything!” Tears fell from his pretty eyes once again staining his mascara. “But you look so good like this why would I stop?”

“I’m sorry mmph- You dug in his suit removing the cock ring of his swollen dick. He let out a sigh of relief sinking onto the bed. “I really am sorry.” He mumbled before falling asleep.

Female ver.

“I love ya so much don’t even understand,” she ranted. Her puffy lips brushed over the shell of your ear. “I swear it was just an accident!” Her voice was beginning to grow horse from all her talking. “So please just help me out!”

She was tired of grinding on you to get the release her pussy demanded more. “I need you so bad.” Her arms tightened around your head. She breathed in your scent like she always would when you were fucking.

Only this time you out in no effort watching her like she was a pathetic fool. “Open your mouth,” you demanded. “Yes, owner!” She complied opening wide and sticking out her tongue. You spat a large glob and she accepted it gracefully mixing it with her own.

“Tonight that’s all you’re gonna get from me until you make yourself cum on me 5 more times.” Her eyes lit up. “Guess I’ll get back to grinding then,” she smirked.

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dreamofjoys · 2 years

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𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟔 ‒ 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 , 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝

scenario: despite numerous attempts of trying to defeat the final boss in game, idia still find himself unsuccessful. in the midst of him cursing out the final boss, you entered his room unannounced, asking him if he was okay. honestly, what's a better way of letting him relieve his stress? the answer is to fuck you dumb

tw: angry sex, a bit ooc, ass smacking, idia uses you as a stress relieve (dw he still loves you), cursing

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you heard idia cussing out loud at something, saying that it's too hard to defeat the final boss. feeling concerned about your boyfriend, you decided to enter his room and asked if he is okay, and offered him help - if he even need it - to defeat the final boss.

the blue flame haired man just stare at you, motioning you to come him with his hand curl up in a c motion. you stare back at him , tilting your head slightly. nonetheless, you complied to idia's wishes and walked to him.

idia doesn't say a word to you. he pulls you to him and bends you over his desktop, showcasing your curvy ass to him. idia gives your ass a loud smack, rubbing circles on it while you yelp under him.

"i-idia! what's going on!"

"wait, let me use you as a stress relieve."

he pulls down your pants and panties, letting himself sink into the sight of your beautiful pink pussy. this man doesn't even bother prepping you, he quickly pulls down his pants and boxers down, letting his cock out free before plunging it into your cunt.

"A-AHH!" you screamed at the sudden raw stretch, grabbing onto the sides of the table tightly as idia cruelly hammers his cock into you.

"just 10 mintnues, y/n. i will make this quick." idia's word's made no reassurance to you as he grip on your waist tightens, slamming you down to his hips, letting his cock reaching the deepest part of you.

idia may seem like an introvert outside, but that doesn't mean that he isn't a freak behind closed doors, and that's something that you know very well about idia. you could feel him throwing his pent up frustration to you with each hard thrust that he did. poor you could only gripped onto the table and moan like his personal slut while praying that you don't fall.

"fuck, you are so small and easy to bully. why can't the final boss be like you?" idia curses, still angry at his nth attempts of trying to clear the final boss stage. he speeds up his pace, hips rolling more as he makes you cum onto his dick in no time. idia enjoys the way you try to squirm away from him like a small rabbit, it makes him feel good that you are just that small and he's just that big.

it's almost as if he has power and control over you, and he absolutely loves it.

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dollwritesarchive · 2 years

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If you are still acepting ideas for kinktober, maybe sexual mindbreak (kinda like brainwashing by pleasure???) with any character of your liking from Twisted Wonderland? Or public casual cockwarming? ....AAAAAaaAa I hope those aren't too weird or hardcore

yes!! omg don’t worry love, not at all too weird or hardcore 💕 i chose mindbreak because i already have a cockwarmimg fic for kinktober & i chose idia because i’ve been itching to write some crazy yandere idia!!

𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 ( 𝒾 𝓉𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ) ⎹ 𝓘.𝓢.

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❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ yandere idia shroud x reader ( f! )

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ dark fic, dubcon turned consensual, mindbreak, past bondage mention, idia has some homemade toys for reader, overstimulation and multiple orgasms, anal and vaginal penetration, suggested hostage / stockholm syndrome

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.3k / mini musing

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Idia was terrified of being away from you. just the thought of you left unsupervised on campus with your fellow classmates was enough to send him into a fit of jealousy— he wished he could go with you to every class and ensure that not a one even spoke to you, but the need to stay hidden was just as overwhelming.

still, he knew what a gem he had in you, and surely the others could see it, too.

what if they tried to steal you from him?

he couldn’t let that happen.

that was why he’d brought you to his dorm, and you’d never left. with tablet in hand, as he sat as his desk, he watched your visage squirm on the bed in the other room. he could hear you moaning from the open door to his left, and every single time you’d call out for him he wanted to sprint to you, attack you, and bury himself so deep inside you that you felt him in your bones. but every time, he’s restrained himself. you hadn’t been ready.

however, when you cried out this time, and your back arched off the bed, he could hear the desperation for him in your voice, and he knew you were ready.

his hands were shaking, so he gripped the tablet with one and shoved the other in his hoodie when he meandered into the bedroom— he knew the second he caught sight of you squirming on his bed he was done for. one hand up against the pillow, and the other gripping your own breast, your hips were rutting up into the air, and his little project, two thick and pumping dildos fastened to a makeshift chastity belt, was whirring at the speed he’d set. you’d endured so many orgasms today alone that there was already a puddled wet patch of sheets under you, and your thighs glistened with sweat and essence. from where he stood in the doorway, he could see the base of each, thrusting into you at opposite rhythms, keeping both of your holes occupied. and then there were the vibrators: three high powered, blue bullets that he’d modified with tacky, flat bases that were stuck to your body— one glued to your clit beneath the waistband of the device, and the other two sucking on either nipple.

the goal had been to override your brain with so much pleasure that it simply malfunctioned. and, by the glassy look in your eyes and the drunken half smile on your lips when you saw him watching you, it’d worked. maybe he’d even overdone it.

his eyes fall to your wrists. he made a mental note that the rope burn had almost completely healed. restraints were no longer needed, you didn’t tell him that you wanted to go back to your own dorm anymore, you didn’t beg for him to turn the device down or to let you go back to class.

“I—Idia…!” you mewl, grinding into the air.

Idia took his time though, taking slow steps into the room, and his golden gaze drops to the tablet in his hand; one swipe of his thumb and he’d switched over to the device’s accompanying app, and he rolled the pad of his finger along the virtual dial. the machinery whines in response, pumping into you faster and harder. “It’s hard to focus on doing both of our assignments when you moan that pretty,” he muttered, but he was breathless. you gasp, and your head drops back, and his heart skips a beat. “You’re… so damn distracting…” he comes closer, watching you with hungry eyes, and his free hand comes up, pushing wild blue flames away from his face. they hiss in submission, curling behind his ears and down his back as he sits on the bed beside your writhing form. “Should I make you another cock to suck on while I work to quieten you down?” but truth be told, he didn’t want to do that. if he couldn’t hear you moaning, whimpering, screaming out in ecstasy— then it wasn’t worth it.

you push your lower lip out in a heart-melting pout, trying to force your heavily lidded eyes to stay open so you can look up at him, “Mmm— missed you…” you pant, both of your hands grabbing at his hoodie, trying to pull him closer. “Missed— you—“

heart pounding, fingers twitching, Idia’s eyes are alight with joy to hear how needy you sounded, and feel you pawing for him. “Say that again.” it was almost a plea as he scoots closer, dropping the tablet against the ocean of sheets. both hands grab and cradle your face.

“I missed you!” you moan, eyes threatening to roll back from how furiously you were being stretched and filled.

the confession alone is enough to have his cock twitching against his thigh, and he leans closer, until he can feel your hot, little puffs of breath on his mouth. “You want me to stay with you?” you nod, squirming, “Beg me, baby.”

“Please, Idia, mmnn, please please stay with me!”

“And you don’t ever want to leave me?”

you shake your head, brows knitting together. your breathing was ragged, and your toes kept curling, the muscles in your thighs and your belly contracting— you were on the brink of another orgasm.

“You’ll… never… ever… leave me.” he rasps out, lips ghosting over yours as he forms each word. you’re desperate to taste his lips, your own parting and trying to catch his, whispering each word he says under your breath as if reciting a mantra. “You’re mine. You’re happy to be mine.”

“I’m happy, fuck, Idia, I’m so happy!” another nod, and you hold on to his hoodie for dear life, “Kiss me, please,” you whine, “kiss…”

it was beyond tempting, and his tongue flicks at his couplet in anticipation, but he merely stares at your expression as your eyes close, before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your temple. “You’re close, aren’t you, baby?” he asks, and he glances to the tablet on the bed as you nuzzle your face into his neck. you didn’t even mind when the flames of his bangs flicked at your cheeks, you peppered his cool skin in loving, sloppy kisses instead. “So close…” with your face smushed against his throat, you nod, fervent, and he reaches over to tap twice on the screen of his tablet.

the device slowed to a stop, and you began to fidget, babbling in protest and trying to rock against the toys. “W—wait, wait, wait, I—“

“Shh,” Idia replies, kissing all over your forehead, willowy digit tapping another button and swiping; the machine releases from your body, toys pulling out, and then falls against the bed, “shh, baby, hold on to it. Don’t let it slip,” he’s already shoving the device aside and peeling out of his hoodie, nudging himself between your trembling, open legs, “this one is mine. I want to fuck it out of you myself.”

you stare up at him, eyes glazed and mouth hanging open. you’re happy. “I’m yours.” you whimper.

you’re happy.

you’re so fucking happy to be his.

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