whimsies .ᐟ

dearest twenty.... ✸

[ask-crammaster-ham]

[basement-deer]

Oh mein gott its the original fucking post

[marz-galacticrocks]

it feels like im looking at the mona lisa

[redmarge]

Red Marge

[fabled-table]

@writingnotes520

[flankerclinger0a]

MIKU BINDER

[coquette-corpsie]

HOLY SHITTTTTTTT IT’S MIKU BINDER

[vyncent-in-static]

I FEEL LIKE IM DISCOVERING AN ANCIENT RELIC THATS BEEN LOST FOR CENTURIES RN HOLY SHIT ITS THE ORIGINAL MIKU BINDER

[paracetamol-official]

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

[radiation-detector-official]

THE ORIGINAL???

[fulldoves]

Oh shittings

[mochinomnoms]

Oooooughyour maid café idea really is cute and I can't help wanting to make it evil by adding another student who actually recognizes the prefect 👀 Are they playing along and pretending they don't know who their server actually is but dropping hints that they're aware of the prefect's side job when they talk during class? Or maybe they see the other classmate flirting with Yuu and use it as blackmail ? Endless possibilities 💔

Ooooh idea! Because I am in fact a Heartshackle truther: Deuce goes to the cafe on a dare because of Ace.

"Come on! I'll give you 20 if you can sit and stand in there for a whole 10 minutes!"

"No! It's so embarrassing, what if someone else from school sees me? What if Riddle found out? It's so not like an honor student to go into a maid cafe..."

"Ugh you're such a—fuck it I'll go in with you! Come on!"

"Huh, wait wait, I didn't agree—"

Deuce immediately shuts up as Ace managed to drag him through the door, the latter's back facing the coffee bar as former's mouth dropped.

"See? Don't be such a wimp, we'll be in and out, take a pic and post it, all that. I mean does Housewarden even have—dude what are you staring at?"

Ace turned his head to look at what had Deuce blushing and gaping, only to freeze and stare at the hottest person he's ever seen in his life.

(Well, besides their mutual friend back at Ramshackle. But Ace would never admit that.)

The maid was staring back at them, eyes wide and darting between the two in a sort of cute panic. It went like that for a while, the three just staring back and forth between each other until the host cleared his throat, and asked if the two wanted a table.

The duo quickly pointed at the bar and rushed over, pushing each other to get the seat closest to where you were standing.

From then on, the two were regulars, vying for your attention and jealously robbing it from the other when you focused to much on him. Ace regularly performed card tricks to impress you, the exact same ones he'd shown you as Prefect. Deuce always offered to help you carry your heavy tray of dirty dishes to the back, much like how he'd offer to carry heavy items around Ramshackle for you.

Honestly, you were a bit offended that neither of your best friends recognized you. Did you really look that different? But also, it was kinda nice to be treated so, well, nicely by the two. They were sickly sweet each time they came to the cafe, Deuce staring with red cheeks and Ace trying terribly to flirt with you.

Still, you never spoke, positive that even if they didn't physically recognize you, they would for sure put two together if they heard your voice. When they asked for your name, you panicked and wrote down Star on your notepad.

And boy, did they talk about "Star" all the time. In class, at lunch, during study time. Ace especially liked to tell you all about the pretty maid who was "totally into me"; Deuce was a lot more shy almost guilty whenever he brought "Star" up. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were trying to make you...jealous.

No, you were thinking too much into it. And it's not like you could be jealous over yourself! So what if you had a weird pit in your stomach whenever your best friends talked about their favorite maid? So what if you had to bite your tongue whenever Ace mentioned that they were just his type? So what if you hated of the way Deuce was so shy and sweet to "Star", while he just treated you like a friend. Which you were, but that wasn't the point!

It all came to a head when you were at work, hearing your duo walk in at their usual time as they bickered with each other. You turned to greet them with another silent smile, only to freeze and see your friend Jack's piercing gaze, narrowing as he studied your face.

"Hey Star! Don't mind the big guy, he's just tagging along." Ace nudged Jack in the rips. "What I'd tell you? Ain't they a cutie?"

Jack just hummed, still studying your face as he silently joined Ace and Deuce for lunch, the latter two doing their usual fawning and staring. It didn't occur to you just how cringy they were being until you noticed the way Jack grimaced every so often. But, Jack didn't say anything, just eating silently, occasionally giving you a glance, and leaving you a few extra bucks along with the usual tip that your two would leave.

You thought you had successfully made it, that Jack was none the wiser and must have brushed off your resemblance to the "Prefect". Until you got a text.

JackHowl: So how much longer are you going to keep this up "Star"? grimshenchhoooman: shiiiit i was hoping you wouldnt notice JackHowl: You look pretty different, but I'm not that stupid. Plus your scent is the same. grimshenchhoooman: oh JackHowl: Yeah. Oh. Look, I don't know why you haven't told the two that you're Star, but you need to figure it out. ASAP. grimshenchhoooman: what why? what's going on JackHowl: They're doing another bet. Who ever gets the lower grade in the next test gets to ask Star out. grimshenchhoooman: okay, i'll just make something up, say that employees arent allowed to go out with customers or smt grimshenchhoooman: wait why lower grade? JackHowl: The one with the higher grade gets to ask the Prefect out on the date too. Double date, I think they're trying to introduce you to yourself. grimshenchhoooman: WHAT WHY ARE THEY ASKING ME OUT I THOUGHT THEY LIKED STAR? JackHowl:??? No way you're that oblivious Prefect. grimshenchhoooman: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

Yeah, delulu runs in your little friend group. All three of you need to pay better attention.

[distantloreoath]

Singing them to sleep

Pt1 (twst) pt2 (mononoke)

They do not care if you sing beautifully or not, for them, it's the pathway to their safe heaven

Ramshackle reader

Idk there's just something really cute about singing someone to sleep and having them find comfort within you and your voice lol

Riddle Rosehearts

When you first asked it, he was suprised. He was blushing while reluctantly nodding his head

It quickly became a thing in his schedule though.

Loves it the most when you sing him after a particularly bad nightmare about his mother, it calms his nerves and mind almost instantly like a medication

Leona Kingscholer

As someone who regularly naps, he doesn't mind it. (He is trying to play nonchalant, his tail is swining contently the whole time)

Don't tell him, or at least get someone's video proof cause he purrs, especially while you bith sing and stroke his hair. You will be able to see a blush clinging to his cheeks for a second

Your voice already had the ability calm him down, this is just another plus in his book

Azul Ashengrotto

He likes tk lay on your lap or chest especially a hard time at the lounge or in rare times, when his insecurities made another appereance.

He likes to watch your face while you hum and fix hair the most, for some reason it reminds him of his home in the sea.

May or may not offered you a job to sing at the lounge before

Kalim Al-Asim

Despite the contrary belief kalim's positive attitude brings, sometimes everything can come a bit too much to him as well.

At these times he would usually stay alone in his room and send jamil out before you. After you, your doorstep is the first place he finds himself

Laying on your chest, listening your heartbeat while you sign help to calm down his worn down emotions and senses

Vil Schoenheit

Find the beauty everything you do, and never even once forgets to remind this to you.

Like others, he likes to listen to you sign when the voices in his head grow louder. Please push his head to your shoulder and close his ears, allow him to feel your song through the waves

It oddly calms his heartbeat, slowly synchronising with the pace of your song, his previously panicked heartbeat seemingly finds the path to home

Idia Shroud

Says even virtual singers and nerdy music he listens and adores cannot rival your voice. It's not only a big compliment in his books, but also an impossible to beat level of trust

He usually doesn't share his nerdy way of living, or at least not intentionally. So him opening up and sharing his dear musics, the ones he usually listens in anxious times already something, and being held bigger? It's a whole new level.

Absolutely loves to sit between your legs while gaming or watching something. Your faintt hum of tune. Always keeps him grounded to the moment even in times of his panic

Malleus Draconia

As someone who grow up in solitary, your going is like a whole new realm for him.

In happy times, in bad times, he likes to hear it. But he adores when you sing him. He already cherishes every moment you two spend together, but these moments are like vital to him now.

Especially when the world becomes a bit too loud, he likes to sneak to ramshackle and take you to his lap. Arms sneaking around your waist while he buried his face to your shoulder, silently requesting a lullaby. He visibly relaxes when you start, shoulders dropping, a sigh leaving his lips.

For some reason i just wanna write more for malleus so, maybe I'll turn this into a one-shot for him, who knows?

Main post

[dearingdoe]

breaking up with your boyfriend was rough

He fucked up to say the least

He fumbled you hard and he treated you like shit while doing so, you were so upset and so angry about it. How dare he?? and then to beg for you to come back like you were EASY?? hell no

Naturally you went to someone who was well versed in drama, well versed in comfort, and well versed in advice

Lillia Vanrouge

You cried and sobbed about the whole ordeal, ranting about how much of an asshole the guy was - and lillia couldn't agree more

He patted your back, commenting and insulting your boyfriend. he never liked him in the first place, so he certainly wasn't holding back

and yet you couldn't help but notice his choice of words while comforting you

"My son would never do something so vile"

"how evil of him to do that to you. You broke up with him? hm..."

"You know, Silver is very loyal and strong. He was raised by me so its natural for him"

And it was also no surprise that by the next day, you were on a date with Silver, Lillia not too far with his own disguise

It wasn't hard to notice just how in love Silver was with you, he just never acted on it due to your previous relationship. Hell, he even rejected Lillia's proposal at first because you had just gotten out of the relationship... but when lillia told him you agreed to the idea?

well, he was eager to say the least

Operation Grandbabies was a success

[lvl109]

you've started something of a mischievous habit.

caleb prides himself in being as useful to you as possible. reaching higher cabinets, opening tight lids, lifting heavy things around without breaking a sweat. and he expects little to nothing in return. just a smile and a puffed out chest with the words 'that's just what boyfriends do!' never failing to leave his lips when you thank him. so you begin to collect data.

kisses and hugs are more than okay. he's eager to receive as many as you're willing to give with flushed ears and sparkling eyes. sometimes it leads to a little more than planned—but when have you ever complained?

small gifts do vary. he will accept handmade ones the most, like bracelets and small charms for his bags and jackets, if you pout hard enough. snacks almost always work. anything expensive makes him kiss your cheek before gently probing you to return it, but not without stating how grateful he was for your love. he didn't need anything physical from you to prove how much you did.

'letting me help you is more than enough for me, okay? i'm supposed to be spending money on you, not the other way around.'

you can't even be mad at him. earnest and wide eyed and cute enough to eat. but what happened next isn't your fault. mostly, anyway.

a little game of sorts forms in the wake of his near refusal to accept anything from you. calling him ridiculous pet names when he does boyfriend-worthy things, ranging from cute—baby, sweetheart, lover—to gag-worthy—hot stuff, snuggle bug, and sergeant sexy—the last of which made him laugh so hard he almost cried.

you're glad he's getting a kick out of it. if finding random things to do for you just to see what awful nickname you come up with next makes him happy, then so be it. but you don't expect the next one to affect him so much.

the action was innocent. he'd noticed your laces were untied while the two of you were out shopping, dropping to his knees the same moment before you could even look down. it makes you smile, reaching down a bit to ruffle his hair a bit, and the way he leans into your touch reminds you of something.

"thank you, puppy," you tease with a laugh, running your hands through his hair before patting his head. you then look up, a snack stand catching your attention, but nearly trip over your boyfriend still rooted to the floor.

"shit, i'm so so—caleb?"

his head is lowered so you can't see his face, but you do see his ears. bright red. his shoulders are bunched up nervously as if he'd short circuited and forgotten how to stand up.

you call his name again, brows furrowed. had he hurt himself? you tentatively crouch down to his level and tilt his head upwards, only to be greeted with a flushed face and shifting eyes.

"do you really see me like that?" he murmurs, nerves radiating off of him in waves. it takes you a while to realize he's not actually upset despite the pout working around his words. "like a dog?"

ohhh. you just barely fight off a laugh and his eyes narrow in comical fashion.

"really? puppy is what got you? not even sergeant sexy?" caleb manages to turn even redder and you can't help your laugh this time, giggling as you cup his face in your hands. his cheeks are warm to the touch. cute.

"it's not a bad thing. you're very dependable and sweet and you look out for me. and you love attention." a kiss to his forehead, then his nose, then both cheeks. he emits a pleased sound, basking in the glow of your attention and immediately puckering out his lips for a kiss there. "seeeee?"

"whatever you say." caleb smiles, happy when he gets the kiss he asked for. "if being a dog lets me be closer to you for the rest of our lives then. i dunno. woof."

that gets another laugh from you, finally standing up as he follows suit. "good boy."

caleb chokes.

[mittenkisses]

where are they ticklish?

ft: second years (riddle, ruggie, azul, jade, floyd, kalim, jamil, silver)

a/n: i'll do requests soon i swear

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ 🐚

riddle is ticklish just about everywhere. it's actually really easy to make him laugh, though he gets very embarrassed about it. don't you dare tickle him in front of other people!!

ruggie's ears are super sensitive. you can try to pet them, but he just flattens them against his head with a giggle. scratching behind them like you would with a cat makes him squirm.

azul insists he isn't ticklish, though he gets a bit squirmy when you touch his waist. he's not ticklish, okay! he's just not used to being touched like that...no other reason.

jade isn't ticklish at all, unless you go for his neck. you're the only person who can get close enough to even try, but he won't let you find out so easily. any time you get too close, he conveniently finds a reason to run away.

floyd gets very ticklish around his ribs, and he doesn't really try to hide it. truthfully, he thinks a good tickle fight is fun. just be warned—he's not letting you walk away without getting you back.

kalim is very ticklish, but he doesn't mind. in his eyes, tickling is a fun way to play, so he'll practically lay down and let you tickle him. as long as he can get revenge, of course.

jamil is surprisingly ticklish on his sides, but he'd sooner die than let anyone find out, even if it is you. his laugh gets high-pitched, and losing his composure like that is just too embarrassing.

silver isn't very ticklish. the most you'll be able to get from him are little giggles. he feels a little bad about it; you were so excited to tickle him! it's okay, you can find other ways to make him laugh.

[lemurianeggs]

Genderbend Caleb x Meimei HC

You know whats the best about Caleb?

Even as his genderbend version, Jiejie would still happily fuck her little Meimei

TW: Pseudoincest - Siscon - Piss mentioned

Young MC cuddling with jiejie and nuzzling her face against Jiejies plump breasts.

"So soft.... I hope I'll have big boobs like you when I'm older too, jiejie" she pouts and jiejie makes it a daily good night ritual to massage and squeeze her tiny mounds telling her that it's the best way to make them grow. MC might complain that it's ticklish or weird when her nipples get stiff, but jiejie just reassures her that it's just the feeling of them growing. "Wait let me help you. I know a way how they won't hurt anymore, meimei" she purrs, as she kisses her tiny nips and sucks softly on them, enjoying every single whimper of her meimei. And when meimei complains that she has to pee or that she feels like she did, jiejie gets so proud about making her little sister wet without touching her soft lips. "Don't worry, meimei. Let me help you get clean" - kissing downwards to lick up all her slick, enjoying every single drop of it.

MC is also soooo jealous of her big sisters breasts and jiejie loves egging her on about it.

"What Pip-squeak? You want to be grown up so badly already? Come here.... Maybe your big sister can show you something grown ups like to do a lot. Your tiny tits might juuuust grow from it too" and she just devours her, fingerbanging her while sucking on her mouthful of tiny breasts.

MC is so overwhelmed by it, but loves it and often demands it from her big sis because she firmly believes her breast did grow a bit from it before!!

Jiejie also doesn't care what warm liquid sprays out against her hand and face as she fucks her through her orgasms. She cleans her up diligently afterwards, even if meimei complains that she shouldn't do it cause pee is icky!

This builds up the curiosity of meimei to try it on jiejie too... But her hands are too small to reach anything inside of jiejie so she gets all pouty and sad but jiejie tells her to just lick against that hooded nub instead and that it will make jiejie feel real good. But since meimei likes suckling on her big sis tits way more than sucking on this nub, she gets tired fast and pouty and jiejie cannot say no to her... So she just lets her have her tits again, rubbing against meimeis thigh instead to get off.

Also something about jiejie putting a strapon on meimei and fucking herself on it while lil sis just lays down under her, still happily playing with her breasts.

Jiejie keeps praising her, that she is such a good girl. Completely breathless as she fucks herself over the edge on her and the way her sister looks up at her curiously as she plays so innocently with her breasts just short circuits her.

MC also really wants to try getting fucked with the strapon by her big sis but her sister is very adamant about not doing it until she is loose enough for it to fit. She might even catch her trying to push it in, reminding her, that she is not ready yet:

"Pips! I told you to wait with this.... How many of my fingers can you take so far? Right. Only the pinky and my ring finger.... So how many until you can take the big girl toy? Right. Still two more to go! Now come here and let me cuddle you, my sneaky little menace"

She never scolds her for that tho. She is just worried that she will hurt herself with it and tells her that she just should come to her if she feels tingly down there.

Cause Jiejie makes it go away in a safe way, pinky promise.

[milkteahood]

MDNI

Wolfdog hybrid who was surrendered time and time again due to his behavioral issues. Who could not stay with a family more than a few weeks.

The shelter tried to beg you to rethink adopting him. He was a lost cause they said. Not only did you not believe them, it made you even more determined to adopt him.

Wolfdog hybrid who genuinely expected he would be sleeping somewhere outside. As he always did. His brain genuinely shortcut when he realized he was given his own room in the house. Although he would rather eat glass than admit your kindness got under his skin.

Wolfdog hybrid who doesn’t speak much. He will mumble a “thanks..” when you feed him. He would never admit how much he loves the food. It’s the best he’s ever had. He never expected you to go out of your way to cook nutritious meals suited just for him.

Wolfdog hybrid who slowly, but surely, will glue himself to you. At first he will just be in the same room, then he will sit closer and closer until finally he is nuzzled into you.

Wolfdog hybrid who will not sleep without you. At first he would sneak into your room and sleep on the floor, thinking you’d kick him out if you saw him. When you didn’t, even more, when you told him not to sleep on the floor and get in bed? He’s done for. Hugs you so tight to his chest, mumbling “mine mine mine”.

Wolfdog hybrid who will insist on watching you shower under the pretext of “what if you slip and fall and die?”. But he knows it’s more than that. He won’t scare you with it yet.

Wolfdog hybrid who jerks off until it hurts while nuzzling your clothes when you’re not home. He wants you so bad, but he also wants to be good for you. Doesn’t want to scare you with how feral he is for you yet. So for now, he settles. Whenever you’re away, he will take your dirty clothes from the laundry basket and muffle his moans with them while he strokes his cock until it’s painful to even get hard anymore.

Wolfdog hybrid who loves you so much and will make sure one day you will know all about it.

[boobearymuch]

Their Favorite Underwear (On You) —♡ LADS Headcanons

—♡Summary: They certainly have interesting preferences, that's for sure. —♡Tags: NSFW, suggestive, sex implied, afab!reader, no pronouns used, fingering, panty sniffing/licking —♡A/N: done staring at this I'm throwing it out into the wild —♡ masterlist

—♡ Caleb

Caleb’s favorite pair of underwear on you is somewhat an innocent pick. A worn out pair of cotton panties you’ve had since high school. 

They have some kind of pattern—either horizontal stripes, flowers, a repeating print of the cookie monster—doesn’t matter, he loves it all. 

They remind him of simpler times—laundry day when you were younger—and how they’d get caught up in his own load by accident. You’d flush bright red when he stopped by your door to drop them off, but he’d just throw his head back with a laugh and tell you it's fine.

He’s never told you how close he came to pocketing them instead.

In the present, he’s found himself on laundry duty again. The colonel is dumping your basket of dirty clothes into the washer when a familiar pair of cotton panties fall in. 

He doesn’t even bother looking around; Caleb reaches for them, breath hitching when he realizes they’re the same pair from before. He can’t believe you still have them. You really ought to buy some new clothes…

Something dark—hot—coils in his belly when he turns the gusset inside out and lifts the fabric to his trembling lips. 

It smells divine—a little on the tangy side, but he’ll make sure you drink more water from here on out. 

Then his tongue finally laps at the inner lining, and Caleb’s eyes practically roll into the back of his head. 

His hips jerk against the washing machine just thinking about sinking his tongue into your actual—

Your voice abruptly floats down the hall, some question he can barely hear, and Caleb tells you he’ll be right there.

Perhaps he will pocket these for later, after all…

—♡ Xavier

Xavier’s favorite pair of underwear on you…is actually his own.

His boxer briefs are basically yours at this point. 

When you sleep over and need a change of clothes, he just lets you borrow his; which is how you end up in an oversized shirt and boxer briefs in the first place.

Seeing you in his clothes is a thrill of its own, but seeing you in his underwear?

It’s an entirely new level of intimacy that has his ears burning red and his slow heart skipping a beat.

You wouldn’t wear just anyone’s underwear to bed, you’re wearing his.

He gets oddly clingy when you do, sliding in behind you in bed and nuzzling your shoulder as you scroll through your phone. 

You make some comment about a post you saw, but he’s hardly listening. Instead, his hand is sliding down your hip, stroking the fabric of his underwear and the heat of your skin. It brings a soft smile to his lips.

Xavier can’t help but think the slit of his boxer briefs is silly on you, sliding his fingers inside to gently stroke your pubes. It’s usually innocent, he just likes the texture.

But the hitch of your breath darkens his gaze, and Xavier gently coaxes you to continue scrolling as his hand sinks lower…

He hums in response to your little moan, fingers curling up into your slick heat. His other hand reaches around to take the phone out of your faltering grip and slams it against the nightstand. 

Xavier’s selfish, he admits—he doesn’t want you distracted by anything else while you’re wearing his clothes, his underwear…

You need to borrow another pair of boxer briefs by the time he’s done with you.

—♡ Zayne

Zayne’s favorite pair of underwear on you is not one you expected—thongs. He’s secretly crazy for them. Well, that might be an overstatement—but he enjoys the sight of you in them very much.

You’re surprised to learn about Zayne’s preference, though he doesn’t readily disclose it at first. You have to feign trouble picking between two sets of underwear first, and shove your phone into his face for an opinion. 

“...The one on the right.” The cool response is only betrayed by a fervent blush on his cheeks.

He likes slipping his fingers under the thin string, teasing and tugging. It leaves very little to the imagination; straight to the point.

Your order comes in, and Zayne secretly watches you slide them up your legs as you both get ready for a banquet. It’s all his mind keeps wandering back to throughout the night. 

Not only are you wearing underwear he picked out, but you’re wearing them to mingle with his colleagues. A rather distracting thought, isn’t it?

At one point during the night, you bend over to grab something, and the lack of a panty line reminds Zayne all over again what you’re sporting underneath.

He approaches calmly, interrupting a conversation with his colleagues by wrapping an arm around your waist. 

His excuse to leave early is well thought out—you suspect he’s had it in mind since arriving—but you’re barely listening when his hand wanders low.

It slides down your backside, and he absently thumbs the string of your thong through the fabric of your dress. 

…The car ride home is a short one, to say the least.

—♡ Sylus

If you asked Sylus, he’d say he prefers you in no underwear at all. 

But, if he had to choose, he’s rather fond of a simple red lace. Comfortable, practical, sexy. 

Not to mention, red is absolutely your color. The fact that it’s his too is merely a…happy coincidence. 

When he’s stocking up your closet in the N109 zone, Sylus makes sure to order only the best luxury brands exclusively in various shades of red.

The idea of you sauntering around base in his color is enough to make him purr at the sight of you, even when your underwear isn’t visible.

He makes a game out of guessing what pair you have on; is it the scarlet one with bows? Or perhaps the strappy maroon? 

Sylus finds out at dinner; you’re laughing at some ridiculous story when you uncross your legs, and there’s a flash of vermilion underneath your skirt. 

The one with heart cutouts? My my, you only wear that one when you want something…

His eyes roam you up and down as you continue your story, but you stumble over your words when a swirling red mist drags your chair closer to his.

You were quite bold for wearing such a bright color in public, and if anyone other than him was to catch sight of it…

Well, we can’t have that, can we?

Your breath hitches when his hand roams your thigh, smug eyes never leaving yours. His calloused fingers ghost the hem of your skirt, and your words trail off in anticipation of what’s to come next.

Sylus grips the fabric and tugs your skirt…down. 

Your face burns as he leans back with a chuckle, “You were saying?

—♡ Rafayel

Rafayel’s favorite pair of underwear? Brazilian panties, next question.

They sit high above your hip bones while accentuating the curve of your tummy; absolutely divine.

Of course, you look divine in everything; hell, you’d look perfect in only a seashell to cover your modesty. But something about the aesthetic of these panties, specifically, gets him insanely hot and bothered.

He brings you back gifts from his trip overseas, but he flushes and fervently denies having anything to do with the three pairs of panties tucked behind the body lotions and skincare.

Rafayel quickly changes his tune when you suggest modelling them for him, though.

That’s how you end up changing into them right then and there, a minty lace pair with a little satin rose sewn to the front. You rejoin Rafayel, who’s been waiting patiently on his bed.

Rafayel can’t speak, only tugs the back of your thigh closer as he swallows thickly. 

Your pubes peek out the sides due to the nature of the design, and you make an offhand comment about shaving the next time you wear them. Rafayel immediately shakes his head—as if offended—and grips the sides of your hips, thumbs hiking the side wings further up. 

He flushes, and his nostrils flare right before he lowers his head to lick a stripe up your lace front.

His tongue burns through the fabric, and the Lemurian lets out a shuddering breath against your stomach. You barely register the chill down your spine when he licks you again, this time his teeth catching on the waistband.

You never get to try the other two pairs on for him…

[tgcf1over]

For some reason, with Ace, it never really clicked to him that you were from a different world. As you grew closer to him, he kinda just brushed that fact under the rug.

His brain just couldn't comprehend that there was genuinely a parallel world to his own. His subconscious didn't want to believe it, so he kinda just...pretended it wasn't true.

It only really clicked to him when he started to fall in love with you. It really hit him when he started noticing small mannerisms that you did that didn't seem quite...normal to him.

The realization hit him in the face when he heard you speak your native language.

The natural language translator with whatever magic was bestowed upon you when you first woke up in Twisted Wonderland had somehow malfunctioned.

He knew your full name was something that he couldn't pronounce fully, so he stuck to a simple version of it, but it didn't really click to him that he couldn't pronounce it because the language the name was from doesnt exist here.

When he heard those foreign words fall off your tongue, it hit him. And it hit him hard.

He knew you were from a different world. But, holy shit. You were from a different world.

Ace fell in love with you, and he fell hard. You started to mean a little bit too much to him. He only now just accepted he loved you, and now you're telling him he has to deal with the fact that the one person he genuinely felt something for is basically an alien?!

It continued to hit him harder and harder each day.

You did so many things slightly different, that it was beginning to drive him crazy.

One night, when the two of you were having a late night walk. Ace was listening to you speak, and he noticed the way you rolled your R's a bit too roughly, and that you had a slight accent. All he could think was how the language being forced out your mouth was not yours.

"Holy shit." Ace muttered. You gave him a confused look, asking what was the matter before Ace gave a nervous laugh. "You're from a completely different world."

"Uh, yeah?" You quirked an eyebrow. "You've known this."

"Yeah, but..." Ace trailed off. "I never considered how crazy it was."

You gave a small laugh. "Imagine how I feel."

A silence settled over the two of you.

"You must miss home so much." Ace said ever so quietly.

Ace knew what it felt like to miss home. He missed home all the time. He missed it real bad when Riddle went on his overblot speedrun. And you were just thrown into it. He couldn't imagine what that was like.

"Yeah." You whispered, voice small. "I do. Really bad."

Ace looked at you, noticing your mood had been depleted to sadness because he brought home up.

"Ah- Man, I'm sorry, I didn't-" Ace groaned into the night air. "I always fuck this shit up."

You let out a small laugh, a smile ghosting your lips, even if your eyes were turning just a little red.

"You fuck everything up." You teased. Ace shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sorry." Ace spoke gently, offering a small smile.

"'s okay," you muttered, your hand coming up to wipe away a small tear pricking at your eye. Silence again.

"Uh...lf it makes you feel any better," Ace cleared his throat. "You're always welcome at my home. It's- It's not the same as yours...like...at all. But it's something. Plus, Ma has been dying to meet you."

You gave a smile at his last statement. You just nodded, rubbing at your eyes for a moment. Your heart swelling in your chest.

"I'd love that, Ace." You smiled.

Ace just nodded, rubbing the back of his neck as he gave an awkward smile. He was really bad at this.

But, all Ace could think of was; "SCORE!"

"Better get you back to Heartslabyul, eh?" You spoke. "Past your curfew, mister."

Ace just gave a sigh. "I guess."

"Let's get going then!"

Ace held your hand on the walk back.

[fulldoves]

This is smth I think about SO much!! Like if it were me I'd be all over the alien

[luvnami]

suna likes to keep fucking you even after you cum. he doesn't care that you're crying, fat tears rolling down your temples as you tremble and whine and claw at his back saying "s'too much, just came! rin, please- ah! too sensitive- g'nna cum again!". christ, woman. just cum again. your pussy has never been tighter and sloppier than ever before. why would he want to stop now? if it's too much, you just need a small push to finish again, right? so he'll keep thrusting into you, hard and fast, head of his cock hitting your favourite spots.

too sensitive? too bad. suna doesn't give a fuck.

[dayboundpapercrane-deactivated2]

Drink me up 💧

caleb x reader (afab!) | MDNI 🔞 | cw: nsfw | cw: pseudo-cest | cw: piss kink | read at your own discretion bc I go nasty like never before | gege/meimei usage | meanleb but like barely

Request here ⋆｡°✩

"Can I request a bit of meanleb and piss kink? I don't want him to be super mean though lol but I keep wanting Caleb to go down on you after making a mess, be as nasty as possible. Thanks love your work ♡"

You glare at him as he blocks your path, refusing to keep playing whatever game this is. Instead, you drop onto the edge of the bed, fingers worrying the hem of your shirt, teeth pressing into your lip until it stings. The pressure doesn’t ease it only swells, sharp and restless.

He shifts his weight against the doorframe, a lazy smile tugging at his mouth. "What’s that look? You planning to glare me into submission? Aww, gonna pout now that it didn't work? Don’t tell me I’ve actually hurt your feelings."

You glance up—foolish, you realize instantly— because his grin widens, satisfied, like he’s been waiting for the cue. You just frown back at him, lips pressed tight fighting back the urge to cry, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reply.

"Oh, come on" he says, voice low and amused. "Are you actually upset. That’d ruin my fuuun Pips"

Shivering as he steps closer grabbing your chin to tilt it upwards, he hums softly, feigning thought at the unshed tears coating your lashes "You wanna cry about it?" There’s no warmth in the look he gives you, just that polished calm he's perfected, smile off enough to feel wrong.

His hand on your chin moves, thumb rubbing at your lips. You can’t tell if he’s teasing or testing, but the ache is starting to become unbearable. The corner of his mouth twitches upwards when he notices your legs pressing together, the sweat in your temples.

Realizing your state, Caleb tilts his head, lips close to your ear, then in a tone too even to be kind, he murmurs "If you’re going to cry, do it properly. I’d hate for the effort to go unnoticed."

You pull at his hair and kiss deeply, tongue sliding inside his mouth, he moans into it, losing footing as he falls into bed with you, still smiling into the kiss he licks your tongue back, holding himself up on his hands above you.

"You really want me to fuck those tears out of ya huh?"

It's while you're kissing again, his hips grinding on yours, that you feel the pressure low at your belly again, you need to pee NOW.

"Ca-Caleb wait wait wait!!!" You're gripping his shoulders pushing him off you, tears running down your cheeks, he stops and let's you move.

Just as you raise yourself and leave towards the bathroom, quickly sitting down on the toilet seat, Caleb follows you, hovering over you, he notices you're trying but too turned on, so he kneels infront of you, shushing you as he draws circles on your thighs with his thumbs to relax you, spreading your legs a bit more so you can piss, your pussy is clenching, pulsing, interrupting the stream you wish would just start already, you're getting turned on with him staring at your heat. Its driving you insane.

"You're not helping me here...you're making it wo-worse" you say, trying and failing to glare at him again.

"Naughty mei mei. What are you thinking of huh? Does my baby sis wanna feel good again? Have I made you insatiable?"

You clench again and breath in at his words, frowning as your flush deepens, he's not wrong technically, he asks again what you're thinking.

"So? Not gonna share with me what's brewing up there?"

You stare at him as the pulsing gets worse. His eyes flick down then up at yours with a smirk.

"Hah Ge-" You gasp as your pussy clenches and gives you a wave of pleasure when Caleb's thumb rubs circles on your clit, embarrassingly it makes you relax, so piss trickles finally, forming a steady stream.

Sighing and finally eased, you look at him and moan softly when he removes his hands from you to lower his sweatpants, your gege is rubbing himself fast, eyes stuck on your pussy, your belly twists hotter, breasts tender as your nipples perk, getting hard.

Finally you answer his question "Your cum" he looks at you for a second confused "Im, I'm thinking about your cum" Caleb curses under his breath.

Your clit is throbbing so much it makes your breathing heavier. Moving your fingers down pulling your pajama shirt up. You start rubbing between your folds, circling lazily your clit, piss streaming down. You hear him gasp deeply and moan your name. Whimpering as he fucks his fist faster whining, shivering as he gets closer to the edge.

Caleb stands up getting closer squeezing his tip, you get the message, leaning forward as you open your mouth. Fingers still rubbing your throbbing nub.

He caresses your hair back holding your jaw, guiding his cock inside your wet mouth. You clench your eyes closed and hum content, sucking, licking all his length, stopping at his tip when he cums into your mouth.

You swallow every last drop, licking and sucking at his slit to get out more, he moans shakily holding your head still. His hand is tugging at your hair pulling, it burns in a way you physically shudder at.

"So fucking pretty and insatiable, have I made you like this baby"

As you moan and suck him softly he spurts a last streak, one you swallow while he grins down at you, he looks too smug for someone that just came, and as he's moving away he holds his shaft, lowering his tip, you notice too late.

He's pissing between your legs into the toilet.

"Ah!!!" You grip the toilet seat, spreading your legs more as he keeps the stream going. He sighs deeply, cheeks flushed and changes his aim towards your pussy, it makes you gasp and shiver, reaching that high untouched at how perverted it all is, the liquid slipping down your folds.

Looking up at him, eyes hazy, lips red and swollen, you whine as Caleb kneels again pulling your hips closer, head between your legs as he starts eating you out.

"Fuck! Caleb—it's dirty stop" you moan against your hand as his tongue works his way into you deeply, making you clench and have yet another orgasm. "Too much!"

"You're not dirty, nothing about you is baby... and we both know you can take it."

He does end up cleaning you up after getting his way again, deft fingers overstimulating you. Promising he's going to take care of you after anytime he bullies you.

"Aww don't say you hate me, you and I know how much you love to pretend you do when you don't"

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A/N hope you like it anon, i dont wanna hear ir guys, I know this one is kinda...uhh yeah but worse is coming lol

[fulldoves]

[soulmeira]

HCS: If the prefect beated them in the history exam

Summary: If the prefect beated them in the history exam but they've been living there their entire lives just to be out scored by an other worlder

Characters: Ace, Deuce, Epel, Kalim

Ace

Instant “NO WAY.”

He stares at the test sheet like it personally betrayed him.

“Bro, I grew up here! I’ve been cramming since last night!! How the hell did you—?!”

Immediately accuses Yuu of cheating. “Don’t even lie. You had to have looked at someone else’s paper!”

Gets shut down when Trein is like: “No, she simply studied properly.”

Sulks for three days, then starts begging Yuu to tutor him before the next exam.

Deuce

Jaw on the floor.

“HUH?! But— but I’ve been memorizing the timeline for weeks!”

He’s genuinely baffled how someone not from this world understood it better.

Probably mutters: “Mom’s gonna be so disappointed…”

Still impressed, though.

“Yuu… you’re amazing. Will you help me review too?” (Ace screaming in the background: “ME FIRST!!”)

Epel

“Yer kiddin’ me… she got higher than me?!”

Feels attacked in his pride. Granny raised him to know his history!!

Pouts hard. “What, so I’m losin’ to an outworlder now? That’s embarrassing.”

Lowkey sulks but also competitive → swears he’ll beat Yuu next test.

Starts challenging them in study sessions like: “Bet ya can’t recite all the rulers of Shaftlands backwards.”

Kalim

Completely oblivious that it should be embarrassing.

“WOW, Yuu!! That’s amazing!! You’re not even from here and you still beat me!!”

Genuinely happy for them and claps.

Immediately invites them to “study together” but it just turns into Kalim chatting while Jamil sighs in the corner.

Doesn’t even care about his score. He just thinks it’s super cool they're that smart.

Ruggie

Stares at his grade, then theirs, then back at his.

“Oi oi oi… what kinda scam is this?”

He’s salty, but not in a loud way—just mutters like: “They ain’t even from here, c’mon…”

Lowkey suspicious they cut some kind of deal with Trein.

But once he realizes nope, they're just genuinely good at studying? He’s impressed.

“Heh. Not bad, Prefect. Guess brains beat experience sometimes.”

Next time he’ll probably bribe them with donuts to help him cram.

[asterafroditis]

hiii how u doing? (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

if reqs r open, could u do a silver x reader where they make breakfast together or smth like that?

𐔌 . ⋮ soft start to the day .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

☓┆ Silver Vanrouge x gn! reader

𓏵 739 words

ᝰ.ᐟ 2nd Person POV, no pronouns used, fluff

I've been doing great, thank you! Imagining this was so cute, hopefully I fulfilled your request! ^^ feel free to like, reblog, or comment!

ᝰ.ᐟ masterlist

The kitchen was still half-shadowed by morning light when you walked in, rubbing at your eyes and yawning. The scent of something warm—eggs, maybe—greeted you first. Then you saw him.

Silver stood by the stove, dressed in loose sleepwear and a slightly oversized hoodie. His usually tidy hair was sleep-mussed, sticking out at angles that were somehow both messy and adorable. A wooden spatula moved slowly in his hand as he stirred scrambled eggs with the kind of focus usually reserved for swordplay.

Or, in his case, staying awake.

“You’re gonna fall asleep standing up again,” you said softly, voice still scratchy with sleep.

Silver turned at the sound, his expression brightening. “Good morning,” he murmured. Then, as if proving your point, he yawned halfway through the sentence and blinked slowly, like a cat in a sunbeam.

You smiled, crossing the room and reaching for the spatula. “Okay, hand it over, Sleeping Beauty. I’ve seen people stir soup faster in dreams.”

He blinked down at the pan, clearly weighing whether to protest, but in the end he surrendered the spatula without a word. You took over, cracking another egg and moving with natural rhythm. The kitchen filled with the gentle sound of sizzling.

Silver retreated to the small table by the window and sank into a chair with the kind of slow, deliberate motion that only half-awake people manage. The early sun filtered in through sheer curtains, painting golden stripes across his face and shoulders. You glanced over and caught him watching you, head resting on one hand.

“What?” you asked, amused.

“You’re good at this,” he said, voice low and honest.

“At cooking?”

“At mornings.” He paused, his gaze soft. “At making them peaceful.”

You pretended not to freeze up. “You say things like that so easily.”

“Only when I mean them.”

You turned back to the eggs to hide the way your face warmed, scooping the food onto plates along with toast and lightly crisped vegetables from the pan you’d started before. You carried them over to the table and set one in front of him.

“Here. Eat before you pass out onto your eggs.”

“Thank you,” he said simply, and began to eat without hesitation, clearly trusting whatever you’d made.

The two of you ate in companionable silence for a while, the only sounds the occasional clink of silverware and the faint chirping of birds outside. Under the table, your legs brushed. Neither of you moved away.

“You always get up this early?” you asked eventually.

He nodded. “It’s habit. Father used to have me train at dawn.”

“Of course he did,” you said, smiling. “And now you spend your mornings almost falling asleep onto frying pans.”

“I manage,” he said, eyes amused. “You worry too much.”

You raised a brow. “Someone has to.”

He didn’t argue. Instead, he finished his plate and leaned back slightly in his chair, watching you finish yours with the quiet satisfaction of someone content just to be there.

After a few moments, he said, “I’ll probably nap again after this.”

You set your fork down. “Where?”

He shrugged, slow and comfortable. “Anywhere. A couch. The common room. Your shoulder, if that’s an option.”

Your heart thudded once, too loud in your chest.

“You’re lucky I’m weak to your sleepy charm.”

“I know,” he replied simply.

You both stood to clear the dishes. You took his from his hands, brushing your fingers against his, and he didn’t pull away. Once the plates were in the sink, you turned and found him still watching you.

His voice was quiet, but steady. “Thank you… for this. It’s rare to have mornings like these.”

You gave a soft smile, nudging his arm. “Then we’ll make more.”

There was a pause. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned in—just a little—and rested his forehead against yours for a moment. A silent thank you. A promise.

When he pulled back, his expression was soft with something warmer than sunlight.

“I’ll try not to fall asleep while drying the dishes,” he said.

“No promises needed,” you replied, already grabbing a towel. “I’ve got you covered.”

In the quiet clatter of dishes and the warmth of shared morning light, you both understood something without needing to say it:

Being here, together, like this—it wasn’t just enough. It was everything.

[bbakpaww]

When you first became an exchange student at RAD, there were many things to be afraid of. For example, curse object, demon (obviously), and magical creatures that definitely weren’t in human textbooks.

But out of everything in the Devildom, Beelzebub terrified you the most.

You still remember the first time you met him. Mammon had been chosen to be your guardian but he was making a fuss and point at Beelzebub who's been snacking.

“Oi! Why can't Beel do it?!"

At first you thought, Oh, that’s nice. He looks nice. At least he didn't gave you a nasty look.

Then Beel looked at you and said in the most honest voice ever. “I’ll try. But… I can’t promise I won’t eat them.”

But the worst part was that Beel looked genuinely confused, like he wasn’t sure himself whether he could resist eating you or not. His brows furrowed, his stomach growled, “I’m hungry all the time. If they smell good, it might be hard….”

You had never wanted to run so fast in your life.

From that day onward, you developed a survival plan.

Step 1: Always carry candy.

Step 2: If Beel comes near, give him the candy.

Step 3: Hope that keeps you alive.

And it worked surprisingly well.

Every time Beel walked into a room, you would quickly pull out a piece of candy like you were feeding a dangerous animal. He never questioned it, he simply accepted it, smiled softly, and ate it immediately.

“Thank you,” he always said.

And then he didn’t eat you, which felt like a win. Over time, this strange little ritual became normal.

You didn’t even flinch around him anymore. He stopped looking at you like you were a snack. Beel even began saving you slices of cake or giving you food he thought you might like. He carried heavy things for you, protected you without being asked, and always made sure you had enough to eat.

But the habit never stopped.

One afternoon in the common room, Beel walked in after a practice. You didn’t think twice, your hand went automatically into your pocket, pulling out a candy you kept just for him.

He leaned forward, smiling. “Thanks, MC.” He took it gently from your fingers and popped it into his mouth.

Everything was normal.

…Until the other brothers finally noticed.

Mammon stared. “Why’re ya feedin’ him like he’s some kinda pet?!”

Asmo blinked. “Wait—has this been happening every day?”

Beel didn’t see the problem. He just happily chewed.

[b0nten]

GENTIANS

rindo dating headcanons || feat. rindo

fandom: tokyo revengers

compared to his brother, he is not that thotty

rindo is such a dumbass at times, you cant even tell how in the world he ended up ruling roppongi

trips ALL THE TIME

one time when you two were on a date he fell into a pile of shit and got dog shit on his new pants

always ends up stepping into something - dirt, shit, piss, vomit, you name it, he probably stepped into it at least once that same day

there's something about rindo.. he exudes this 'secret' dumb energy that's practically unmatchable

RINDO LOVES TAKING PICTURES OF YOU

i wouldn't say he likes to have his pictures taken alone, but if it's with you, he'll take hundreds of them

he is SUCH a dog person and he ADORES small dogs

maybe it's the fact that he looks like a teacup yorkie, but he loves those

has a soft spot for chihuahuas and he can't understand why people hate them

when he's not busy watching the maury show or sex sent me to the er, rindo likes to take you to feed stray dogs

he finds it a cute something you can do together and since he also likes dogs, it's a win-win!!

would take them all home with him but ran doesn't allow him to, so he gets sad when he has to leave them <\33

just like ran, he spends ALL of his money on you.

takes you out shopping, eating, doing whatever and he always pays. also, he never expects you to pay him back.

rindo is quite tall so he likes to scare you

sneaks up behind you randomly and lifts you up, scaring you shitless

cue that one time you hit his family jewels because you thought he was a kidnapper 😩😩

definitely likes to take up all the space on the couch or wherever he sits.

for you, maybe he'll squeeze a bit so you can fit, but ran just takes the floor without even trying.

rindo is NOT a light sleeper

once he falls asleep there's no going back. the only thing that can wake him up is the dog-barking iPhone alarm he fears for some reason.

he can't cook for shit and knows it. won't even try. he adores you and your cooking and always compliments it.

although he's got his dumb side, rindo can be quite the romantic.

he'd even leave tenjiku meeting up to twenty minutes earlier if he had to meet you.

just like ran, once k*saki joins tenjiku he doesn't bring you up around him and avoids the subject as much as possible, because he knows how much of an ugly, smelly, crusty, dusty, rusty homicidal stunt queen ass bitch k*saki is.

likes to braid your haiiiir !!!!!!!!!!!!!

got used to braiding ran's hair so he tries cool and funny hairstyles on you :3

plays with your hair when you're stressed <\\3

likes having his played with, too!!

he's such a cute dumbass when he gets frustrated and mad, you can't help but sometime laugh at him when he's pouting.

he's a drama queen and watching the maury show really added to that.

his second favorite past-time activity is pulling pranks on random delinquents

he'll carry you on his back while he runs and you're supposed to throw whatever you have - ice cream, flour, juice, a whole cake - at delinquents passing by.

he's not the fastest, but he is very fast nonetheleess and outruns people quite quickly, even with you on his back

likes to have sleepovers and pull all-nighters watching his annoying ass shows

looses it every time he watches sex sent me to the er

he chocked on popcorn one time and you had to make sure he isn't coughing too loudly because you had woken up ran twice already.

overall 35/10 would DEFINITELY recommend.

[timwhore]

Oh you want malleus spicy thoughts?

I thought you’d never ask!

Okay so shedding, mal has scales and is a dragon kinda, therefore it would not be a stretch to say he sheds somewhat. I think he would have to really trust someone to let them help with his shed, it would be an intimate bonding experience. After he’s done shedding he would be more, lively, as he feels refreshed and oh he would definitely want to…repay you for your help.

Oh and mal would fucking LOVE eating you out/going down on you. Take one look at that love struck fool who is clearly into pleasing his partner and tell me he wouldn’t get hard as fuck from getting you off, tasting you in his mouth, and feeling your hands in his hair pulling just ever so slightly.

His horns? Oh you just know he would let you touch them not knowing they were a erogenous zone until he let out a wanton moan one night while you two were having a sleepover in ramshackle (grim wanted to be with heartslabyul that night so you decided to have mal over) you were sitting on the bed, playing with his hair when you asked if you could touch his horns, he nodded so you ran your hands from the tip down to the base toward his head when he discovered a new part of himself. Oh and you sooooo took advantage of it that night :)

His tail? Easy, he uses it to hold you in day to day life, from holding your waist when you’re about to trip to playfully poking you. But he knows it can be used for more like holding you in place when he is fucking you, using it to rub your sensitive spots be it your chest or clit if this yuu has one. He just wants you to feel good.

Speaking of feeling good this man wants to breed you so badly, be it due to his draconic nature or desire for an heir, he wants to fill you up. Doesn’t matter if you have the ability to have kids or not this man IS cumming inside you more than once. And he is a responsible man he would have a potion or spell for you so if you did not want to actually be pregnant no worries! He knows it’s just horny thoughts and does respect your bodily autonomy like the gentleman he is.

He for sure finds you as a magicless human to be adorable, you’re just so soft and sweet. And it plays into his protective nature when he has you beneath him perfectly safe, soft, and oh so his.

Anyways I always have my silly draconic fae on the mind, if you want more thoughts just let me know :)

sigh i love life, i come home from a long day of uni to get blessed with horny malleus thoughts.

i love it when people really pull in the fae-dragon part of his character it's not the first thing that comes to my mind so it's very fun to see, but yes yes shedding and having someone help is definitly something very intimate, i love the idea that for faes (mixed with some sort of species that shed) it's part of not courting per say but couple tradition ? something very typical for their species, so it feels even more special to malleus when his partner (that isn't even a fae) helps him with it, because you just accept to help - and by proxy accept wholeheartedly his nature. (and this isn't horny but i love the idea of not knowing that he do shed and just getting the surprise. it's probably confusing and lowkey terrifying)

YES YES malleus is an oral fiend you are so right. again, yes malleus main goal in life is his partner pleasure, thus oral is one of his favorite bedroom activity. (also i think he'd like getting teased about getting hard only from giving oral hmm)

horns being erogenous zones my beloved, i have nothing to add to that. but yes. yes. (love the idea of using it against him, maybe he gets a little bit too cocky and you go and touch, lightly rubbing his horns and this shut him up, i think he especially like it when you tease the ridges of his horns in particular)

THE TAIL ... the tail ... i have a draft about tail humping with malleus .. but him using it more ways is just so good. malleus using it to hold you in place is nice, but i think sometime he squeeze a bit too hard with it and it leaves a mark the first times, i also think that you have to be the one to bring it on the table, because i'd reckon he'd be be wary of hurting with it (especially considering the spikes that are on his tail) (but he is weak to your coaxing so .. and he does find the idea alluring so he does accept in the end)

malleus has a breeding kink for sure, for sure related to being a fae-dragon. i think malleus is the type to want to wait until you both have graduated to think about having kids, but his instincts do take over sometimes, i think he in particular like to see his cum leak out once it's over, it's a nice sight

love this ask 10 out of 10 love your thoughts about malleus nod nod.