The Witch of hopelessness

"In this world,hope is such a fragile thing Wouldn't it be better if we just become hopeless ?The risk of pain is lesser after all. That's why I exist,the witch who feeds on hope"

[bernkastel11]

You guys can call me Bern

Age: 18+

Fandoms: RoR, TWST, Shadows House,Dinoverse etc....

Pronouns: She/Her

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My works:

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔

𝑫𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝑨𝑼

𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑰𝒔 𝑨 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒘

𝑷𝑴𝑴𝑴 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇

𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐫. 𝐑𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

[the-devils-widow]

I. Faustian Bargains

II. Rekindled Reveries

III. Sanguine Skies

My Frollo x Female OC -trilogy moodboards. 🔥

[pprpgndi]

idk if you take requests.. but i want you to give me your take on frollo and viagra and reader when they are like fucking/in a relationshipp.. (i was never here)

Modern AU! Minister of Justice Claude Frollo x Reader Headcanons.

NSFW with Religious Imaginary and Blasphemy. Minor DNI. sorry oomfs...

I self-ship/yume with Frollo and doubles are 100% fine. seriously, no gatekeeping here. You can read it as Frollo/Esmeralda too if that’s more your thing.

The reader is loosely coded as a POC, but feel free to picture them however you want: queer, leftist, religious minority, immigrant, feminist. Basically Frollo’s worst nightmare and everything that gets under his skin.

Author's not catholic. I'm jewish/muslim depending on what you believe HAHA

Despite his endless lectures about moral purity, he gifts you expensive jewelry engraved with subtle religious symbols as "reminders of your place under divine authority." and yes, he'll give you a collar.

He becomes irrationally possessive whenever he sees you talking to anyone from your own community, accusing them of "corrupting" you further while ignoring that he's the one doing it.

Sex with Frollo is always framed as punishment. He'll recite scripture verses about lust while pinning your wrists and railing you hard enough to make the antique furniture creak.

He has a fixation on leaving visible marks on your thighs and neck that you have to hide, claiming they're "visible proof of your sinful nature" that only he gets to see.

His favorite position is bending you over his massive oak desk in the ministry office, pants/skirt off and panties yanked aside, muttering about cleansing you with every thrust.

He refuses to use condoms because "barriers are for the faithless," but he secretly gets tested obsessively while forbidding you from seeing anyone else.

He got breeding kink OK

When his age starts catching up to his stamina, he discreetly pops a Viagra before summoning you, then acts outraged that "your wicked presence" forces him to rely on "unnatural aids" to discipline you properly.

One night the Viagra hits way too hard and he ends up fucking you relentlessly for hours, growling that it's "your fault for awakening this unending fire" while you beg for a break he refuses to give.

He once took an extra dose by mistake before a late-night "interrogation" session, resulting in him pinning you against his office wall and pounding into you so aggressively that papers scattered everywhere. He later blamed "demonic influence" while still hard and going for round three.

Post-Viagra marathon sessions leave him unusually quiet and almost tender for about five minutes afterward, stroking your hair while whispering that you're both damned now, before the self-righteous mask snaps back on.

He keeps a small silver crucifix necklace looped around his wrist during sex so he can press the cold metal against your clit/cock while he’s buried deep, muttering that “even your pleasure must kneel before higher judgment.”

After one too many Viagra, he starts carrying a discreet blue pill case engraved with “For spiritual emergencies only” he pops one right in front of you with zero shame, claiming your mere presence “tests the flesh beyond mortal endurance.”

He’s obsessed with making you recite corrupted versions of prayers while he fucks you from behind. If you stumble over a line, he'll spanks you hard enough to leave handprints, saying “blasphemy demands correction” before driving in deeper.

He once took a double dose by “accident” right before a planned “purification session,” resulting in him bending and fucking you over the balcony railing of his private penthouse, he'll preach scripture about Sodom while he refuses to stop even after you’ve come twice and can barely stand.

He has a ritual of wiping your thighs clean with his monogrammed handkerchief afterward, then folding it neatly and tucking it into his breast pocket like a trophy.

Later, you catch him inhaling the scent when he’s supposed to be praying.

When the Viagra keeps him painfully hard long after he’s spent, he forces you onto your knees under his desk and makes you “atone with your mouth” while he pretends to review case files, occasionally gripping your hair and hissing that “the fallen angel still serves the altar.”

[thehunchcast]

(The latter, in our humble opinion.)

[johnnyhatesducks]

Dude I’m pretty sure you don’t.

[litanumb]

More THOND stuff, with Gringoire

[catie-does-things]

"I can fix him" this and "I can make him worse" that. How about "I can make him more nuanced." I can keep him the same level of evil but bring out his more sympathetic characteristics, which humanize him without excusing his actions, and indeed highlight the depravity of his character by contrast, proving that ultimately he is only a man and thus all the more pathetic than had he truly been an inhuman monster.

[hunchbackofnotredames]

Coming Soon: New Hunchback of Notre Dame Pins

Disney announced several new pins that will be released for the movie's 30th Anniversary!

The pins will first be released at a Disney Pin Trading event at WDW/Disney World on June 15th (which is already sold out!), but then they will be available to purchase in the park.

There's no details yet on whether or not they will be available to purchase at other Disney parks (they likely will be), or if they will be available to purchase online.

There's also 2 more Hunchback of Notre Dame pins that are planned to be released in June as well (photos below), that were announced at a Disney Pin Trading event a few months ago, but there's no details yet on where/when/how those will be released.

[numbr2pencil-sos]

"I wanna fucking tear you apart."

[affectionate]

[frolloswaif]

wip

[helianthv5]

Its been a while since I last drew my wife

[khokcha]

สุขสันต์วันสงกรานต์ Happy Songkran Day💦🔫

สำหรับคนที่สงสัยว่าเกิดอะไรขึ้นในภาพแรก ตามประเพณีไทยในช่วงสงกรานต์หรือวันขึ้นปีใหม่ไทย เราจะมีพิธีกรรมที่เรียกว่า 'การสรงน้ำพระ' โดยเราจะใช้น้ำสะอาดผสมกับน้ำอบไทยและดอกไม้ที่มีกลิ่นหอม เพื่อความเป็นสิริมงคลและเป็นการขอพรให้ชีวิตมีแต่ความร่มเย็นเป็นสุข เหมือนกับสายน้ำที่เรารดลงไปนั่นเอง

For those wondering what’s happening in the first picture: In Thai tradition, during Songkran (the Thai New Year), we have a ritual called 'Song Nam Phra' or bathing the Buddha statue. We use water mixed with Thai traditional perfume (Nam Ob) and fragrant flowers. It’s a way to pray for a peaceful and cool life, just like the refreshing water we pour.

[salem-salax]

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[drawnsnake]

I don't know what to start with. That this is the first thing I've remotely gotten close to finishing since I posted last, or that this is literally based on a YTP, or that I didn't even bother with blending and just went flat out child-with-crayons mode (as you can tell).

[salem-sapiens]

Waiteeer the usual please

[numbr2pencil-sos]

He reflects for a moment on the faint freckles that hovered on her cheek, the pale glint of her exposed collar... he swallows hard.

Again, he grimaces. Again, he shakes his head.

This will not do.

Winter

The first of a two-part series. Stay tuned for the second installment, to be released at a later date.

[br0kenheartb0nes]

PLEASE IGNORE ME IF THIS IS CROSSING A LINE!!😥 do you have any headcanons or a scenario for getting soft noncon by yan deuce?

Say You Love Me

OH BABY. Don't you worry about crossing no lines. I got your request coming right up! Also you didn't request anything for the reader, so it's pretty neutral. This also ended up pretty long oh my god 😦

Pairing: Deuce Spade x Reader

Content Warnings: Adult content, bleeding, doggystyle, forced infidelity, jealousy, manhandling, manipulation, soft noncon, slight strangulation, threats of violence, unprotected sex, virginity loss, Yandere shenanigans,

DO NOT READ MY CONTENT IF ANY OF THESE TRIGGER YOU, I REFUSE TO GET GOT JUST BECAUSE YOU READ THIS AND GOT UNCOMFORTABLE. The following content is for entertainment purposes only, and I do not condone illegal activities.

Rain pours on the aeromic soil of this new twisted world you'd come to slowly call home. You had let your dear little classmate come to Ramshackle for some private study time together. Aren't you such a good friend? He could just kiss you for being so, so sweet.

"And, uh, number 13?"

His voice is softer with you, it always is. Deuce thinks if he's any louder he might scare you, and he doesn't wanna scare you. "That's a Red Herring." You reply, smiling when you point at the proof on his paper. You had the same paper for your own assignment, but you'd reached over to touch his.

Why? Were you trying to tell him something? Beyond the obvious, of course.

He smiles anyway, eyes gentle as he shakes his head. "Ah, right. 'Course it was." He's usually better at spotting exercises, so he doesn't know how he's been missing so many. Maybe it's because he's just so... Distracted.

Teal eyes glance at you, lost on your pretty form sitting so close to him. His eyes soon land on your lips, and all he can think about was how jealous he got when he saw you kissing Ace goodbye after school. He's happy you're happy, yes, don't get him wrong. But he isn't happy that he isn't making you happy. His jealousy had been burning red hot for about three hours now, and it had no chance of dying yet.

"Hey Prefect," Deuce starts, voice nearly cracking as he reaches out and takes your hand in his. "I, uh, was thinking about some... Thing..." That's where your eyes meet his, and suddenly the words he so impulsively wanted to say died. Why'd you have to be so... So... Screw it.

His right hand lands on your hip, rough yet ginger as he pushed you to better face him while his left hand quickly finds the back of your neck. Without so much as thinking, he drags you in just as much as he leans forward and meets you in a sloppy lil kiss.

He doesn't know what he's doing, and your struggling only makes him act more impulsively. Deuce can only think about how good you feel on his lips, how he wants to keep kissing you over and over and over and over again and again. He needs to!

Those pretty little teal eyes of his roll back as his sloppy kiss grows needier, wetter, sloppier. Whispering your name on your lips, his teeth begin to tug at your lower lip, all before you'd had the time to react. Speaking of which, you'd began to fight back.

Your balled fists hit his shoulders, but Deuce doesn't care. He pushes you onto your back, never mind the textbooks and assignments in your laps, he just pushes them away so they fall to the floor with a thud.

"Please," He sputters as he tugged on your lip with those teeth of his. "Stop hitting me. Let me love you."

Tight on your wrists, his gloved fingers hold tight as he pinned them either side of your head. For a moment, he pulls away to admire you below him, squirming and kicking as you try to talk some sense into him. You're questioning him, you're angry with him.

Don't be angry, no, please, please don't be angry. He's trying to be good, okay? He's trying so hard. "Prefect, please, just shut up." The words shock him, but not enough to get him to stop what he does. "Please, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking and you're just... Just..."

Sighing, shoulders slumpped, he leans in again to press another kiss on your lips. "Ow, fuck!" He retracts quickly, brows furrowed as he brought his hand to his now bleeding lip. You bit him! You actually bit him!

"Seriously? I was apologizing and you just... You know what? No, I'm not sorry anymore." The hand still holding your wrist drags it to the other, grabbing both in a thight grip while the one on his mouth moves to your pretty little neck. "Why can't you just be nice to me? Wasn't I gentle enough?" He doesn't grab your neck, but having his hand there is enough to have you freeze.

"I guess Ace must like when you act like this if you think it's acceptable. Is that why you bit me, huh? Did'ya think it was cute?" Rather quickly you shake your head, and Deuce takes in that look of fear in your eyes.

"Hey, no, I'm sorry, please don't look at me like that." Leaning down again, Deuce brushes his nose on yours with a lil pout. "I'm sorry, I am, really. Here, I'll make it better, kay?" Releasing your wrists, Deuce once again kisses you. This time it's sweeter, gentler, less sloppy than the first. But you're not having it.

When you push his shoulders, he let's out an annoyed growl. "What is it? Huh? Why d'ya keep pushing me away? What's so wrong about me?" His face twists with anger, hands fisting the sheets to avoid hurting you under his grasp. You're so cute when you're scared, like a little bunny. He feels bad, but you keep pissing him off.

But then he remembers Ace. "Is it him? Are you thinking about that stupid, selfish ginger?" His voice is angry, a rather clear reflection of the anger the thought of his roommate brought him in the moment. When you nod, he gets angrier. "Why are you thinking about him right now? I'm trying to show you how much I love you. I'm trying to thank you for studying with me, for, for..."

He didn't even want to talk anymore. Why did you have to go and ruin the mood? "I can't believe you're thinking about Ace right now." He scoffed, lips curling into a sneer as he pressed a kiss under your chin before nipping the skin there, making you jump from the tiny shot of pain. "You're with me. If he wanted you, he'd be here. You're just a hot body to him, anyway."

As soon as you attempt to open those lips to defend yourself, Deuce spits into your mouth to shock you long enough for him to take another kiss. He was getting angier by th second, but he was still trying to be gentle. His hands begin to wander, trailing fingertips and fire with each inch they travel. "Shuddup." Deuce mumbled with a snarl, eyes closing as he brings his left hand to your ear, his thumb under your chin to guide you to look up into a better angle for his kiss. "I don't wanna hear any lies outta you."

Pathetic whimpers rise from your throat for the next ten minutes of kissing, wherein Deuce couldn't seem to decide what he wanted to do with himself. "Can I take my clothes off?" The question caught you off guard, and for a moment you looked at him like he was insane. You wanted to say no, but that hadn't gone too well tonight, had it?

"I guess." You sputter back, brows furrowed as you sit up slightly. It was as Deuce began to shed himself of his clothes that you began to think of his words just a few minutes ago.

You're just a hot body to him.

Did Ace really see you like that? Sure, he wasn't the greatest guy on earth, but he'd seemed to oh-so-genuinely love you. There's no way you're just a body, no way. No way. None. Ace is a lot of things but he's not... He's not that kind of guy, right?

"Why aren't you taking off yours?" Deuce's voice snaps you from your thoughts, and as you look at his bare upper body you soon come to realize why he was able to hold you down so easily. You should've expected to see a good amount of muscle, he's on the Track and Field team! But those arms... Those arms are just... Under any other circumstances, they'd be mouthwatering.

"I, uh," Your voice is dead on your tongue. There was no excuse you could make fast enough for him to be satisfied with. "I'm sorry." Deuce doesn't care, he'll just do it himself if he has to. "Do you want this?" He asks, voice barely a whisper as he crawls to hover over your pretty body. "Do you want me here?"

The questions are so innocent, just like the Deuce you knew. And yet now he's pushing up your uniform, undoing buttons, unbuckling your belt, all the while he's asking you one thing.

"Do you love me?"

Thank you for reading! Sorry I didn't write a start-to-finish fic, but I got a little tired at this point and figured it was good to stop before it got any worse.

I enjoyed writing this, though! Soft Yandere boys are some of my favorite heheh

Feel free to leave requests, I love writing for my readers. And trust me, I'm more than happy to indulge in almost any fantasies.

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