kinktober fics + prompts under the cut. by clicking read more, you consent to reading the following, without me being responsible for your choices. mdni, thank you very much.
fics where reader is the dom have been marked, which is dominatrix + crossdressing/cosplay. most fics will also have additional kinks sprinkled. this is a custom made list of kinks i wanted to write, any similarities to other kinktober prompt lists are purely coincidental.
kinktober list will be updated after the post, usually within 1m-3hr. if any of the kinks fail to work, search “rxsehearts-kinktober2023.” within my profile’s tag system, or notify me through my messages.
these should be all fem!reader unless last minute i decide otherwise, and should be bottom!reader as that is my preference to read/write.
kinktober fics will try to be scheduled for: est: 3:00pm | cst: 2:00pm | pst: 12:00pm | gmt: 7:00pm | act: 3:00am.
i seldom reblog, and don’t intend to until my next mlist is complete—but just wanted to reblog to officially state: rxsehearts kinktober2023 has finally finished, albeit late. all links and prompts should be up to date, and i thank everyone for making it to the home stretch with me. i will be working on nnn next, which will be uploaded in the next couple of days to kick it off.
i will be doing a kinktober2026, with a brand new original list of prompts, so please look forward to it next year.
i’m working on nnn! if you want to be surprised by the order you can skip reading over this, but i have, under the cut, included the order i will be doing them in. probably not finishing all by the end of november, but i will be working on them.
there will be a total of 19 fics. i’ll update the mlist later, to add the newer characters. as of now, we have 2/19. don’t think i missed any characters. reminder that riddle+kalim are not included.
#third years x fem!reader : you could only put off their confessions for so long. expecting an answer, all of the men who had confessed approach you, only for it to end up as a free for all competition to see who really is the most compatible to be in a relationship with you. (ignore header, not repost)
mdni. cws: adult content, gangbang, double penetration, double penetration in one hole, fingering, anal, blowjob, handjob, oral, cum swallowing, bukkakes, creampies, hickeys, nipple play, panty sniffing, masturbation, use of stretching spell, two dick malleus, manhandling, spanking, light crying, overstimulation, (one) picture taking, cockdrunk, sex toy, more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list
it felt like ages since everything had started, yet it had been less than a year since your first appearance in twisted wonderland. a world so different from your own, and despite everything you’ve been through, this may of been your hardest challenge. not because you were facing yet another overblot, nor because you were being put in a deathly situation. no, rather this was one that was the hardest because of the fact that you were sure you’d be able to survive the touches of eight very different and equally powerful men all at once. it may actually of been easier to take them in a physical fight, yet the words that slipped past your lips were contrary to your negative thoughts, encouraged by the warm fluttering of your cunt. “I’d be willing to try.”
you wished you could of covered your whole being as all their eyes were fixated on you. you had gotten confessions from each of them individually and had put it off, but they wanted their answer already. there was only so long you could ignore it. they weren’t stupid, they knew that each one of the others had likely done the same—confessed. it was a coincidence they all ended up at ramshackle at the same time, or so it seemed, but at some point the arguments between them ended up nearly breaking a hole through the wall as it felt like thunder was beginning to storm in the distance. you had tried to deescalate things, yet it soon evolved from unproductive insults directed towards one another to you being the centerpiece, a proposal of just finding out right now who really would be the best fit for you.
you thought maybe they’d take you on a date each, yet you knew deep down from their lustful expressions it would never be that innocent. the moment you responded, you signed off on this death wish and embraced what would unfold. if you didn’t want to make a decision before, you’d finally be able to do one after this, all of you reasoned. sexual compatibility was a part of a relationship, and each of the men were determined to be the one that convinced you to choose them. even the normally peaceful ones like trey and cater were motivated, and the ever shut-in idia had his competitive streak mode on, it was really going to happen. “just do me a favor and be gentle… i’ve never had this many people at once.” you request, casting your gaze to the floor as embarrassment eats you alive. you couldn’t see it, but there were a few wide eyes or surprised smiles that the men gave. they were originally going to do it individually, one after the other, but if you were suggesting a free for all, that’s how they liked it. this was night raven college, a fight like this was something everyone took seriously, especially with the prize being something each of them were so individually interested in.
you had expected them to have some sort of order to it, yet you should of known better as leona makes the first move in waltzing up to you, flicking his tail as he pulls off your shirt from behind you. your nipples harden at the feeling of the cold air hitting them, leona’s fingers giving them a tweeze as one of your eyes squeezes shut, letting out a moan followed by fingers pushing into your mouth. he had a smug grin, being the one who made the first move and attempt at claiming you as his own, palming at your breasts as his erection rubbed against your ass. “leona!” your muffle cries don’t go unheard, the other men feeling their jealousy begin to claw at them as they too, join in the fray. you feel leona’s fingers disappear from your mouth as they’re yanked by vil, his own cock pressing into your side as he tilts your head to his direction, giving you a firm and heated kiss.
his tongue pushes in and prods about, distracting you from what the other men are doing, attention focused solely on him as he deepens it. he tasted sweet, his gloss staining your own lips as he pulls away, leaving you in a blurry daze to recover before your attention is pulled into another direction, this time by malleus. he was not one to lose, his own jealousy clearly taking control as the thundering storms grew louder in the background, your wet panties discarded somewhere as he pushes leona aside, the two going elbow to elbow in an attempt to fight over touching your body. malleus presses a kiss to your lips, as though attempting to rid you of vil’s taste entirely. his fingers rub at your breasts while his nails occasionally scratch leona’s hands, but never directly your flesh. “mmng..!” you moan into his mouth with pleasure, feeling hot breath fanning at your cunt as a tongue laps at it. your hands subconsciously reach down, grabbing the hair of the other fae knelt between your legs, his cold fingers spreading your thighs apart for him.
your mind buzzes, delirious with the pleasure as your eyes momentarily meet rook’s, his hand stroking his cock with his boxers pulled down, his girthy dick leaking with pre as he watches, a flushed expression on his face as he marvels at the beauty unfolding. you don’t have time to call out or do anything with him, though, not when your hands are guided to cater’s aching cock and your lips wrap around trey’s. despite the two being the oh responsible and mature third years of heartslabyul, they were far from innocent and not the type to just sit back and stay docile in this scenario. instead they seem to have teamed up, keeping you focused on them as you began stroking cater, his precum acting as a lubricant as you begin stroking at his shaft, feeling his tip press against your chest, dirtying it all the while trey completely fills your mouth, his thick cock making your cheeks bulge slightly from the size.
you don’t even see as idia pockets away your discarded panties, giving them a smell before shoving them into his jacket, making sure it was safe and secure for a later use. your pussy clenches as your legs squirm and squeeze around lilia’s head, his tongue delving deeper into you as you moan, trey’s dick hitting the back of your throat as you try your best to take it, hands never once stopping their movements as one of them is pulled away and directed towards another, rook’s, now ending up with you double fisting both cocks in one hand each. your breasts are covered in marks from being groped and tweezed, malleus’ mouth latched onto one of your nipples, suckling on it like it was his last meal, making your eyes roll.
leona’s teeth sink between the crevice of your neck, leaving bright hickeys in its wake before he pauses for a moment to spit on his fingers. his fingers trail downward, prodding at your ass causing your eyes to go wide at the feeling, unsure if your ass was prepared for the invasion as he pushes in, pumping them in and out, not at all matching lilia’s rhythm. his fingers are rough and calloused unlike lilia’s smooth tongue, roughly stretching your ass to prepare for him as you feel yourself choking against trey’s cock, overwhelmed by pleasure. you knew at the start you probably wouldn’t survive, but it hadn’t even really begun yet. you technically only had one cock in you so far, and you started this all out fight so you knew it would be awhile.
“cum.. gonna cu…!” you slur on trey’s cock as the full treatment was sending you over the edge. lilia’s tongue was so deep, your body spasming while your strength completely leaves you, the men supporting your entire weight as you cum and squirt all over lilia’s face, the stimulation hitting you hard. he doesn’t stop, instead eating you clean out, not letting a single drop go to waste. your body shudders as trey let you have a minute to breathe and catch yourself before guiding you back to his cock, the pulsating and twitching giving you a sign that he was close. you speed up your rubbing and stroking, intent on making all three men cum together at once, squeezing your eyes shut as you aim their dicks at your face, taking trey as deep down as you can as he bursts, his cum stuffing your cheeks and spewing down the back of your throat, pumping the cocks in your hand as hot ropes of cum coat your face from both rook and cater.
your throat felt sore as you swallowed it all, sticking out your tongue as he pulled out, a string of saliva connecting you to his cock. it was hard to see your expression as cum covered your face, by your own volition, but you were in ecstasy. you feel your body positioned, between vil and leona as they both take a place at your prepped holes, your nails digging into idia’s hands as he holds yours, guiding your head down to his leaking tip. it looked to be covered in cum already, his fingers trembling as his signature grin widens, his delight growing as he watches you get stuffed at both ends. leona’s slick cock pushed into your ass, stretching it in a way you’d never felt, wanting to squeeze at and claw at him with every fiber you had, but you couldn’t even focus as vil’s equally intimidating dick pushed into your sopping cunt, slipping deeper and deeper until you were squeezing him hard. leona’s cock in your ass was already making you clench, but you weren’t sure if you could relax.
“aagh.. more!” yet again you betray yourself, pleading for more. their cocks were hitting such sweet spots inside of you, making you drool and whimper as idia’s cock kisses your lips, encouraging you to lick and suck on it, your fingers going to clasp around his slender hips yet found themselves wrapped around malleus’ cocks, the top and bottom one, encouraging you to give him a handjob as well. Idia’s and malleus’ hands both press against your head on opposite sides as leona gives you ass a smack to remind you of just where he was, and how he was stretching your ass so wonderfully full as he pulls out and all the way in, causing you to choke down on idia’s cock. thankfully, idia isn’t that large that you’re full on crying and gagging, but you still feel a few tears form at the corner of your eyes as you’re fucked into his cock. vil wasn’t one to let leona, or anyone, steal his spotlight though. his cock pulled all the way out and thrusted all the way into you, causing you to moan and squeal as both men begin pounding you in their own way.
vil was not too fast, taking his time, but there was a type of strength behind each of his thrusts. you never once forgot that he was a tall and strong man, and this moreso solidified that. his makeup was slightly smudged, only slightly as he grunted under his breath while his fingers massaged circles around your hips. leona was the opposite, rough and fast as he reached deep into your ass and gave you an out of body experience—like you were seeing stars swirling above head. he was hitting so deep inside of you and making you feel like mush, both the men snarkily commenting about each others’ performance as you continue to pump malleus’ cocks, your tired arms squeezing and pumping with all you got as cum dripped from your stained cheeks onto the floor, idia’s cock buried in your sore throat.
Idia was nowhere near lasting as trey was, stammering and blabbering about how sexy this was as his cum filled your mouth with a sweet taste, presumably from his bad diet. his hair was bright pink as he pulled out with a pop, your tongue licking at and cleaning what you could at his softening length, watching him return to shirking back down after the rush of adrenaline dwindled. he seemed to be reaching into the pocket of his jacket as lilia took his place, yet you weren’t going to back down, opening your mouth to welcome the next cock. he was surprisingly bigger than idia, despite the ignihyde dorm leader being one of the taller people there, but you could never judge a book by its cover, especially with lilia’s earlier technique.
as you bob on lilia, malleus cocks grow harder and only seem to get bigger the more you stroke at him. you knew he was a dragon fae but this shouldn’t be something that existed within the realm of possibilities. both were huge and littered in scales, his cum splashing against your chest every so often as you rubbed them faster, telling yourself that you’d never get this chance again so no way you were backing down just like that. not when the pleasure was at an all time high, leona’s teeth biting into you as his cum finally shoots and fills up your ass, leaving an imprint of his hand on your reddened ass as vil comes up your used cunt as well, finally allowing himself to now that leona had. his cum was hot and slightly watery, bits trickling down your wobbly thighs as they’re supported by another set of hands, trey and rook.
“merveilleux!” rook groaned, far more vocal than the other two from before as his flush cheeks press against your neck, planting his own kisses as he pumps his cock, guiding it to your cunt. from behind, trey had taken to support you, feeling your thighs for a long time as he slowly pushed his way into your ass. it didn’t hurt, in fact, you were desperate for friction by now. your hips buckle as you encourage the two men to fuck into you already. you were desperate for more, no longer scared of being broken, or of the outcome. whatever happens happens, and until the dam breaks you were going to enjoy it, lilia’s cock stuffing your mouth as you give malleus a few more strokes, pointing the cocks between your chest and face, having both areas stained with thick globs of his cum. his cocks were still hard as could be, yet lilia encouraged him to take a quick break, soon following after him as his cum fills your mouth, wiping your face off to clean you a little before giving you a break.
sandwiched between the vices, your ankles are hooked on rook’s shoulders as he drills his cock deeper into you than before, trey’s hands now obviously caressing and touching at the flesh of your dirtied thighs with delight as he rams into your ass, reminding you that he was more than a sweet upperclassman of his dorm. “fuck.. there, please ah!” you scream in pleasure as your nipples press against rook’s own chest, feeling him give them a pinch as his eyes squeeze shut, showing you the vulnerability of his heightened pleasure. words of praise sung from his lips as he encouraged both you and trey to all cum together, to let out your passion, and you do. you follow his instructions, your pussy clenching and body spasming as your next orgasm washes through you, eyes rolled all the way back as both men cum, filling your holes up, all the cum inside of you mixing together and you could swear you could feel every single bit of it every time you moved.
it isn’t long of a break you get, cater taking front and center in your poor pussy, with him taking a seat on the lounge sofa, placing you on top of him as he helps you ride his cock. he was sure you were tired of your previous position, so he’d be the one to help you out there and let you rest a little bit. it was like some kind of spell or enchantment was lifting you effortlessly up and down as you were sure cater wasn’t, his hands posing his phone as he smushed his cheek against you, your fucked out body on display. “smile for cay-cay, ‘kay?” he tells you, as you give him a fucked out blissful smile knowing that he would only use it as his own material and not do anything else.
idia soon returned with his cock hard again, laughing a little at the sight of you so overstimulated and cockdrunk, prodding at your ass as he made his way behind you. he wasn’t one to be counted out, and although he wasn’t the greatest with his magic he was with his creations, pulling out a small vibe and attaching it to your clit, to which cater whistled at. pushing his cock in, he easily slipped into your ass, so wet and stretched that he couldn’t help but coo in awe. he’d never expected he’d get such a chance, his teeth flashing as he hesitantly left a hickey on you, feeling as though there was no way he got this lucky. he didn’t even want to come today, he was just told through a text that he traced back to be cater that he’d really want to come to ramshackle today, or else he’d miss something huge involving you. he was just happy to be included in this plan, sure that you were unaware of what cater and all the other men had planned as you were bouncing on the diamond card soldier’s hard dick.
“mm.. hah!” you were a panting mess, the vibrator sending waves of pleasure through your clit as you squirmed and clenched, body thrusting itself onto cater’s wet cock so eagerly, tongue lolled out as he gives you a kiss, telling you that you were doing a good job. it was like a blur as the vibrator’s sensations got even more powerful, a scream erupting from you as your orgasm comes out, exhausted body collapsing as the spell wears off, your body refusing to move anymore even with its assist. seeing your beautiful expression, cater bit his lip, cum coming out quicker than he hoped as idia followed suit, pulling the vibrator off of you. he would of love to seen you keep it on, but this toy was covered in your cum and he was going to keep it for himself, no way would he let anyone else have it, along with that underwear of yours’ from earlier. he just had to get some merch to go with the live concert, after all.
although you were spent, there were two more men who had patiently waited. after all, to them something like that was barely anything in the grand scheme of life. “khehehe, look at you, you look ready to fall asleep.” lilia laughed as he helps shift you to be on his lap, his hard cock pushing against your ass. it was the last stretch, and you were determined to cross that finish line as you spread your legs, encouraging malleus to come closer. you weren’t sure he would fit even with all that prep, but lilia assured you that he would. the audience were fixated, wondering if you really would survive.
it was lucky that lilia said fae had a special spell for sex, since there have been a few humans who couldn’t handle fae before. you didn’t want to know how they perfected it, yet you were thankful as the stretching spell helped reduce the pain as malleus pushed not one, but two of his cocks into your pussy at once. you’ve had countless dicks this evening, but this took the cake. three fae cocks in you at once, saliva trickling down as you were clearly fucked out in bliss, no longer able to even think. your toes curled as your breath hitched, the dragon cocks filling you to new heights, the biggest one of the day. they were extremely girthy, pulsing and throbbing with need as malleus begun pounding into you with lilia following from behind, thrusting up into you and holding you with ease, as expected of the fae. the two held you in a daze, babbling nonsense as the cocks hit your sweet spots repeatedly.
malleus licked and kissed at your body, playing with your breasts and giving you affection as he praised you for taking him. lilia was a bit rougher, playfully leaving marks on you as he bit and sucked your nipples, the squelching and smacking of skin on skin echoing throughout the room. you had done well to survive so long, you told yourself. you no longer had that senseless pride, you were done, releasing your voice and moaning loud and hard. you were fucked into bliss, and you didn’t care anymore about even bothering to cross that finish line with a pep in your step. you were barely crawling there now, not even able to move as you let the two men fuck you stupid.
it feels like hours go by, not one or two, but three orgasms ripping through you by the time both malleus and lilia have cum once, their rhythms never falling out of sync, and never once hesitating. malleus’ cocks, true to their sight, ended up filling you with so much cum that it was leaking and leaking out, with no way to actually stop. lilia’s cum filled your ass and dripped out, your body too worn out and covered in cum to even hold any more. your entire body as limp as you made it, eyes fluttering shut as your breathing labors, completely forgetting why the men had even done this in the first place.
“uhm perfect, you awake?” cater asks as you fall into sleep, the men looking at once another before looking at you. you still hadn’t decided yet who was the one you’d choose as your partner, the men arguing amongst themselves over who had pleasured you best. well, if you still couldn’t decide upon waking up, there would just have to be another free for all.
tagging: @masquerade-of-misery @hanafubukki @blessingofthestars. we’re finally done. that’s wonderful, i’m going to have a huge nap. unless… well it is november next month after all. and we all did vote that we have new characters to add on, too. let’s just hope this november is a few months or years long.
＃divus crewel and dire crowley x fem!reader : you thought it would be an ordinary session with crewel, but you end up being walked in on before the two of you could get any further. unluckily for you, your boss seems to really want to watch and join. (not repost, header is just cause this is late)
mdni. cws: adult content, heavy pwp, threesome, you are referred to as “dog” twice, spitroasting, fingering, anal, ass plug, light spanking, rough face fucking, cum swallowing, cum on face. more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list
“mmph!” a moan escapes your trembling lips, sighing breathily as the large plug was finally removed from your ass by crewel’s fingers. he had put it up your ass with little warning this morning, and it was hard to even focus on teaching or anything that happened afterwards, the plug an unspoken promise that once classes ended the two of you would continue what he had started. your fingers clutch at crewel’s desk, casting a gaze over your shoulder, feeling a sense of loss after the plug had been stretching you all morning.
you were sure crewel was about to say something teasing, something that would have you melting like a puddle beneath him in seconds, yet it’s another voice that interrupts. “what a wonderful sight! i’m heartbroken neither of you had let me in on this sooner. to think, i was the one who was so generous to hire you in the first place.” crowley says through faked sobs, ruining the mood you had going on with crewel. it was an accident, really. he happened to walk in well after all the students were gone and the two of you were alone, and instead of an expected reprimanding, or even a flustered attempt at pretending he saw nothing, he ended up staying and encouraging the two of you to continue. you always knew something was wrong with him the day you, a magicless and grown woman from another world, exited the ceremonial coffin and he hired you under the table—to avoid being sued for magical malpractice, but you never expected him to be this much of an open pervert.
“if you were truly generous maybe my salary should be the same as the other teachers here..!” you try to retort, but instead find yourself squirming as the headmage presses a pinch to your ass, a smile plastered on his face as crewel removes it, casting an agitated glance at him. many times crewel had defended crowley to you, although he didn’t always sound convinced, but now was far from one of those times. in fact, as of right now he was more annoyed with your boss than you’d ever been, and you’re the one who’s suffered the most from his put-it-on-someone-else’s-plate attitude.
crewel massages your ass momentarily before tearing off his glove and prods his fingers past your lips, watching as you eagerly suck on them. “any punishments directed towards my dog are given out by me, and only me.” crewel reminds crowley, who seems to nod along with zero actual intention of abiding by the rules, more intent on watching and joining in the festivities he was never invited to. crowley watches as your attitude shifts as its crewel giving you instructions, your tongue swirling and sucking down on his fingers, making sure they’re nice and coated as you partially gag on them, feeling him push them deeper down just to keep you own your toes, to watch your eyes roll a little and water before he pulls them out.
crewel’s fingers prod at your stretched ass, and you comply by giving him moans and whimpers of encouragement, toes curling as he preps your eager hole. it was almost enough for you to forget about the vouyerist in the room, almost. his gaze locks onto your mouth, drool peeking out the corners as his fingers move towards his pants, a large outline forming. you try to ignore it and focus on crewel’s perfect touch, feeling your pussy clench around nothing as he plays with your ass, but crowley is anything but quiet. he’s groaning loudly, annoying the both of you as he watches, stroking his bulge and masturbating to the scene before him. you’re tempted to tell him to shut up, yet it’s you who ends up having your mouth shut instead. you aren’t sure how it happened, yet in a matter of a minute both crowley’s pants and boxes were discarded and you were repositioned to being on all fours between the two men.
crowley’s cock was nothing to sneeze at, it was surprisingly long and girthy, he had a bit of a reason to be so full of himself after all. you’re sure crewel just gave up on trying to get crowley to behave and you weren’t exactly angry at what was happening much longer, after seeing the size of the headmage. fuck it, might as well enjoy it if nothing else. your tongue licks and trails at his cock, feeling his vein’s pulse against your muscle, squirming against it as you feel crewel remind you of who was really there to fuck you, his leaking tip prodding at your prepped ass. his cock slowly pushed through, your nails digging into the flesh of your palms as he went deeper, making you feel stuffed. unhappy with your brief pause in ministrations, crowley jerks his hips, his cock slapping against your cheek to urge you to continue, that he was oh so kindly waiting with patience for you to take his cock down your pretty throat. you press a kiss to his cock, his fingers making their way to the back of your head to guide and press you down on his cock, making your eyes roll.
crewel’s cock was halfway in, yet you were moaning like a dog in heat. your moans sent jolts of pleasure down crowley’s dick, his hand shoving you further down as you struggle to adjust to his length, trying your best to breathe as you take him deeper. “i always knew you were talented, since the first time i saw you!” crowley praised as his breathe hitches, your head bobbing as you cling onto him, your warm and wet mouth working overtime to not only fit him, but to pleasure him as he keeps your pace steady with his hand. your eyes were watery, but you managed to suck the headmage at a steady pace, only to feel a smack on your ass. crewel wasn’t happy being ignored, and once he got his whole cock sheathed in, the main event you were promised all day finally began.
your knees were weak as his hands clasp around your hips, his cock pulling out then ramming back into your ass in a quick rhythm, your eyes seeing stars as crowley’s cock hits the back of your throat with every thrust, pushing you down on it. your arms and legs were weak, but both men spitroasting you kept you in position, not that you would even know anymore as your eyes rolled back, blinking tears from the immense pleasure of having your sensitive ass fucked, crewel’s hands leaving red imprints on your ass every so often with a loud smack, all the while crowley’s cock was burying itself in your throat, his grip on you only turning you on further. you couldn’t really think or even breathe at times, but it felt so damn good. your pussy clenched harder around the air, one of crewel’s hands snaking down as his other hand maneuver over to begin rubbing at your clit, making you squeal and send further vibrations to crowley’s throbbing cock, twitching and greedily filling your mouth, his cum exploding out with zero warning as he keeps your head in place, shooting thick ropes of cum to the very back on your throat.
you struggle but swallow what you can, coughing as he pulls away, his cheeks, or what you could see despite the mask, painted with a faint dust of red as he lets out a shaky moan of his own. you thought that was it, but he pumps his cock a few times and even more strings out, coating your face as you squeeze your eyes shut, nails leaving crescent shapes in your flesh as you could feel crewel was close as well, his finger ministrations speeding up. “gonna cum!” you beg him to cum, more so warn as there was no way you’d actually be able to stop this orgasm from coming even if he stopped all of his motions on the stop.
crewel gives your ass one last smack, your whole body pushed forward as your face basically smushes to the ground, his cock buried to the hilt in your ass as his cum fills up your hole, your whole body shaking and trembling as your orgasm rips through you, cum leaking down your legs as your collapse, feeling exhausted. your body and mind were at its wits end, eyes fluttering shut as you vaguely hear the two men above you “discuss” when this can be done again, only to hear crewel give a firm rejection, before going in for a reprimanding on touching other peoples’ dogs without permission that you refused to stay awake to listen to.
tagging: n/a. i’m happy with the result. also is this my second fic with anal? third one just happens to be next kinktober. writing anal is hard, but in the end this was my favorite version. is it obviously i struggle with writing anal?
i’m likely going to post kinktober day thirty some time within the next few days, and then day thirty one will likely take me a bit longer since i’m writing for eight characters again, but it’ll definitely be before october actually ends. it’s going to sort of be the style of glory hole where it’s going to more than likely be extremely long. i try not to set a minimum or maximum limit of words per fic.
i was originally going to post threesome today but then after nearly finishing it i had abruptly decided to just delete the entire draft since i wasn’t happy with it. i gave it way too much plot for porn and i changed my mind when i was nearly done that i really wanted to write something with anal or spitroasting instead. if anyone has any asks (especially thirsts) they wanna slide into my inbox though, i’d be happy to try and answer in the meantime.
i have a few active drafts as well, so those waiting on malleus alphabet p2 should see it eventually. same thing with that one rollo fic, i also do want to write for some of the newer characters like silver or azul, etc. haven’t decided who exactly yet but i want to try writing for one of them soon.
＃lilia vanrouge x fem!reader : after being saved by silver and saving sebek from his dream, your next destination is lilia’s dream—only problem is it’s not the current lilia you meet, but the war general who was suspicious of anything human. (not reupload, just late if anyone wonders about header)
mdni. cws: adult content, prisoner/guard, chapter seven lilia dream spoilers and deviation, i attempted plot but then it turned into pwp, implied exhibitionist kink, mean lilia, virgin lilia, fingering, finger sucking, gagging, creampies, nipple play. more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list
lilia’s graduation was sudden to everyone, and although you weren’t part of diasomnia you had felt an intense pang in your gut at the knowledge. you and lilia were never explicitly a couple, but the two of you did have sort of thing going on together, yet it would all end in a matter of hours… except it wasn’t. you ended up stuck in a deam and met mickey again, with the help of silver who ended up being able to travel dreams, escaped. you then ended up in sebek’s dream only to have to knock some sense into him before the darkness consumed him, only to end up in lilia’s dream.
a part of you was excited to peek into his happy little dream like sebek had—only for it to almost instantaneously be shattered as the four of you end up in a terrifying situation. lilia’s dream was anything but cute, anything but fun like his eccentric personality, but rather horrible. he wore a mask and his hair was much longer, you found it hot, but his entire demeanor had changed along with his appearance. the two diasomnia men seemed to understand what it was and what was unfolding and clued you into lilia’s past as a war general, which apparently was not just so old joke. it was very real, and so were the feelings of the ropes which tied all four of you up. in a matter of minutes upon meeting lilia the four of you had been captured as humans, including sebek and grim, deemed a threat. within a span of hours the four of you had been separated, each watched by a different guard as the fae at some point determined it best to not let any of you near each other if you were indeed allies.
just your luck, you ended up being watched by the dreamer himself, lilia. none of the other fae really knew how to handle a girl, and since he had the most experience with women (only maleanor) he was deemed the most fit to watch over you for the time being. you were dragged to his tent and forced into a corner. the only reason they hadn’t killed you four is because you were the ones who convinced them to take the four of you hostage instead, since you needed to stay close to the dreamer anyways. you didn’t expect to be separated from the others, though. you also didn’t expect lilia to practically scare you into silence as you attempted to make yourself look smaller by curling into yourself in your small corner since you were convinced he’d actually pull his blade on you.
each time you attempted to make conversation ended up with you shutting up quickly. it was scary being with the current lilia, but oddly attractive and arousing. now wasn’t the best of times to get horny, but his presence and power had you feeling wet, and you believed lilia could sense it. it started off as ignoring you throughout the start of nightfall, then quick glances. now it was him full on staring at you, whose skirt was flipped up from all the fidgeting about—unable to fix it because of being tied down, staring at your panties which had developed a wet spot in them. lilia was sure that if he could smell it, so could the other fae, no wonder no one else had come to his tent they that evening. he wondered if humans like you were a little stupid, how were you aroused at the thought of being tied up? unable to even look at him? biting your lip and pleading for him to believe you’re no threat?
his glances throughout the night grew more obvious as he rested after cleaning his weapon, putting his mask aside for the evening once it was confirmed that there was no threat around. you had finally gotten the courage to meet his gaze, the familiar lilia you loved in the real world had to be in there somewhere, you thought to yourself. maybe he’d have a bit of humanity? “uhm, lilia? do you think i could be untied?” wrong move. maybe you could of asked for the restraints to be loosened instead, but now he seemed to snarl at you and reinforce them, despite his lingering touch. his rough fingers swept over your breasts, the ropes digging into the flesh and cloth, making you feel embarrassed. your panties were now sodden, knowing that he was touching and looking at you in such a state, holding that much power over you.
his nails raked over the ropes constraining your wrists, making sure they’re tucked together and you weren’t able to even fidget any longer. you had one last chance to convince lilia, you were the only hope of your group. “i’m not going to run away, i promise! is there a way i can make you believe me?” you ask him as you spread your legs apart ever so slightly, and he gets the hint and the smell of your arousal on full blast. he was a man, but first and foremost he was the general, and you were his prisoner… but it wouldn’t be bad if he truly tested your loyalty, now was it? you could feel the constraint on your ankles and thighs loosen, only for him to retie them so they were now spread apart, toes practically touching your fingers as the position reminding you a bit of a squat. you were at his mercy as his prisoner, but was it sexy.
“if you even try something you’re going right back to the corner, and you’re no longer going to be able to talk.” you managed to convince your guard in the very loosest of the sense of the word to try and believe you weren’t a threat. his nails were much longer and sharper than normal, pulling your panties down in a swift motion, the fabric almost tearing from force. the cold air hits you, and you shudder. you wonder if the other fae will hear, or if they already knew what was happening secretly. you didn’t have time to think on it, lilia’s middle finger prodding into you as he readjusts his position, properly squatting down on the ball of his heels as he watches your soaked pussy with fascination. you weren’t sure if he was experienced or not, and you certainly weren’t about to test the waters by running your mouth in what he would assume to be an insult. his finger went in with a wet squelch, eyes shining in the dark tent as he pushed it further in.
his finger certainly had known the right way to move, curling inside of you as he watched your reaction, as though he wasn’t sure whether it should sound like that normally, or if it should feel this wonderful. lilia’s cock was now beginning to stir in his pants, looking at the sight. you were doing your best to be quiet, completely obedient to him as he pushes a second finger into you, starting a scissoring motion he’d once caught some of the humans in when his troop raided their camp. he’d always thought humans were stupid for bringing their women who couldn’t fight into battle with them, or rather to their camps, recalling some distant memory that the human guards had called them the reason and motivation to why they could still push forward. now though, his opinion was beginning to skew in favor of believing them and their silly motivation strategy.
your eyes rolled back as his fingers were all the way in, a squeal escaping from you as your toes wiggle and scratch at the ground, panting and moaning at his motions. he adds a third finger, making you bite your lip as your legs quiver. you weren’t use to squatting like this, and your thighs were burning a little, but you tried your best as your whole body was shaking from the sensation of his fingers stroking deep into you. “i’m gonna cum!” you warn him, breathe hitching as you bite down on your lip, a fruitless attempt at being quiet. your cum shoots out, squirting all over his fingers and legs as he watches, not stopping. he sees the way your body spasms and shudders about as he doesn’t stop, grinning at the face you were making. he was angry at the humans and loved the look on your face, writhing in pure pleasure.
so this was what sex was for humans, he understood now why they sought pleasure so often. he eventually pulled his fingers out, copying an action he once saw, pushing his fingers into your mouth as you naturally suck on them. he wondered if this was a human instinct, the way you greedily latched onto his digits and licked, it seemed you were cleaning your own cum off of them and gagged ever so slightly as he tried pushing them deeper down your throat just to see what would happen. despite how rough he was being it seemed like you were enjoying it in actuality, the smell of your arousal getting even stronger when he did that. you looked at him expectantly, like you wanted more, and he decided to oblige, letting you prove to him your loyalty and give him a reason to untie you.
he picks you up with no struggle, giving your feet a rest as he lays you on the floor of the tent, with not even a pillow. it seemed the position he tied you in was getting on his nerves as he couldn’t find a good way to properly get to your throbbing cunt, leading him to tie your ankles together now instead, crawling between your legs as he raises them to his shoulders. your thighs were wonderful to grab onto as he tried it out, pinching at it as you jolt a little from surprise. He was still fully dressed, taking his time as he only took off the top of his pants and revealed his cock, your body hot with need and pure desire. his cock was leaking and hard, and he was struggling to align with your entrance. at this point you knew you were his first, and you couldn’t help the pride forming from within—even if you knew it were a dream from the start. he didn’t prep himself yet you were so slicked up it didn’t even matter, your pussy greedily sucking him in and refusing to let him out as he slipped in deeper and deeper, his whole cock filling you up.
lilia’s hands on your thighs were going to leave bruises as he groaned, unimaginable pleasure overwhelming him at the feeling of your hole encouraging him to keep going. he watched as your body shook fully as he pulled out to the tip then all the way in, watching your ass jiggle as your tongue lolls out, his cock ramming in and out of you at his own rough pace. he didn’t know the etiquette to sex, nor did he have technique, but that was damn good enough. his cock was reaching so, so deep inside of you, making you cry out his name. you weren’t trying to hide it anymore, be damned if the other faes, even if your group could hear. you were helping them anyways, even if it was mainly for your own needs. lilia groaned as his eyes squeezed shut, relishing the feeling as he ripped the front of your shirt with a few nails, his teeth pulling down your bra, some clothing he’d never even seen, latching onto your nipple.
his tongue swirled and sucked on it, his other hand reaching for your other breast and squeezing through the bra and tweezing your other nipple as he continued to pound you. “mmn.. lilia!” you moan, feeling another orgasm threatening to rip through you as he pushes his cock all the way in, your ass lifted off the ground as he pours his hot cum into you, the two of you orgasming together. he finally releases his grip on your breast, a trail of saliva connecting your nipple to his lips, taking a moment to look at you.
“you’re still not in the clear, just to be sure we’ll have to do this a few more times over the next couple of weeks just to confirm you’re telling the truth and really won’t do anything.” lilia tells you, but you don’t even mind being his prisoner. perhaps it may be a dream, but it felt realistic enough that you’d take it if this meant you could fuck him daily. pulling him back down by your ankles on his shoulder, you wiggle your hips and moan as you thrust him back inside of you, ready for the next round.
tagging: @masquerade-of-misery. i spent way too long for this because i really was just so horny for this concept and just wanted to keep going. i really just want to be dommed hard.
＃malleus draconia x fem!reader : you had jokingly asked to malleus whether your children would be born traditionally, or through an egg like him. although you forgot about it, he didn’t. (late 2023 prompt, not a reupload for header questions)
mdni. cws: adult content, monsterfucking, heavy breeding/impregnation, mentions of having children, creampies, scratching, biting, improper use of magic/stretching spell, double penetration in one hole, light dumbification. more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list.
you weren’t exactly sure when it had all started, it could of been hours or days, you weren’t sure how long had passed since malleus had kept you holed up in your room, his two cocks stretching your cunt open as they didn’t even properly fit into you, just barely fitting even with a spell. no matter how many times you both had fucked, it was hard to get used to the fact he had not one, but two dicks of almost the same sizes. you could take the first one better now, it was long and of a large girth, rigid spines covering it, reaching deep into you as you cling and claw at malleus’ back. its huge, but you could handle it. the problem was his second cock, the one that always seems to make you feel fucked stupid as it was only slightly less girthier than the first you barely manage to fit in. for some reason you felt as he was even more eager today than usual, which was a bit of a hard task as he always made sure to leave you seeing stars.
malleus, however, knew exactly when it started. exactly three weeks ago you had asked him to give you children. you didn’t directly ask him for them, but you practically told him you wanted some as you asked him whether you’d end up finding an egg one day in your bed because you two loved each other so much, or if you’d go through a human pregnancy. it was basically you telling him you wanted to find out, right? ever since he couldn’t stop thinking about it, and with the advice of lilia, who ended up taking grim for the evening so the two of you could have privacy, he ended up coming over in the morning, fucking into you until now, the break of dawn.
he had become obsessed with the thought of breeding you, warm cunt full of his cum guaranteeing that you’d be pregnant with his child. he didn’t think that an egg would pop up as you weren’t a dragon fae like him, but if it did it would be an extra special surprise, but he had to ensure first and foremost you would undoubtedly be with child after this evening. “nggh…hah!” your moans were deliciously sweet, encouraging him to keep going as his long tongue laps at your hickeyed-covered neck again, trying to find any unmarked spot to leave another. with such big and thick cocks like his, you were already pumped full hours ago, but he wasn’t convinced it was enough, driving them further into you as your eyes roll back, fingers wrapped around his horns as your back arches off the bed, toes curling from the sensation of pleasure.
“just a bit more, darling. just a bit more and i’ll make sure we have those children you wanted.” you had no idea where he got that impression from, but once he started in on his delusions it was hard to deter him and you knew that. at some point he’d been convinced that you wanted kids, and although you didn’t really think it before much, you really didn’t find yourself minding the thought of having his children. maybe you had become far too fucked out to think it through properly and you were cockdrunk, but you couldn’t help but imagine having a child that resembled the two of you that you would care for. your walls clench around him, trapping him in as it’s so tight and hard to even move in as you reach yet another high, body shaking and shuddering as an orgasm sweeps through you, biting at his neck to try and calm yourself down.
neither of the two of you planned to stop, his hands moving from your breasts to hips as his nails dug in, pausing only momentarily to readjust before sliding his cocks back in and out, determined to pump another load in you for good measure. “do you think our first child will be a girl or a boy?” he asks of you, getting a bit more talkative as you’re anything but, unable to form even a coherent thought anymore. his excitement was bubbling the longer the two of you spent. he could see the happy future for the two of you together and was feeling a bit better now that you were almost guaranteed to have his child after this. he knew that humans gave birth mainly one at a time, so he’d have to do this a lot more, wouldn’t he? at some point his memory of the talk you two had shifted from you asking about your potential child to potential children, and who was he to deny his beautiful lover a large family? if that’s what you wanted then he would make sure to give it to you.
you could tell malleus was close with your last remaining consciousness as his growling got deeper, one hand moving from your hips to your thighs, leaving possessive marks in its wake. his cocks were twitching inside of you, basically begging to release into you once more as he drew it out, not wanting to stop the pleasure from flowing. “i’ll have to make sure to have a room ready at the castle before they are born.” malleus tells you as he’s on the verge, a lustful smile filled with anticipation spreading across his face. you knew he was also also more than likely thinking about marriage, or perhaps at some point he actually did think the two of you were married since you’ve heard him refer to you as wife, it was hard to tell with him especially when the order of operations for it were already as fucked up as you were right now.
your fingers scratched at his horns as you press a kiss to his lips, letting him know to stop trying to hold out and just fill you up. he was a bit hard to understand according to others, yet you found that you understood him perfectly in terms of his personality, needs, and wants. right now the two of you wanted the same thing. “mmn, i think a nursery would be cute, but i’m the one choosing the interior.” you tell him as your eyes roll back, his last thrust going so deep into you that you could see the bulge in your stomach even further, filling up the the brim with his cum as the two of you pant and catch your breaths.
neither of you try to pull apart. instead, you wrap your arms around his neck as you bury your face in the warmth of his body, resting atop him as the cum leaks out every so slightly from over abundance even at the slightest movements. “and before you even say something, we are not going to be doing this again until after our first child, got it?” you tell him, your legs twitching like jelly. you weren’t even sure how you were actually conscious anymore as malleus, who finally calmed down, took it to mean that he would be able to do this immediately again after your firstborn and that this could be done after each pregnancy. you knew from the look on his face he was thinking something nonsensical, but you’d correct him later—for now you just wanted to rest, having sweet dreams of your future family.
tagging: not aware of if anyone still wants to be tagged so gonna leave this out. took a bit but it’s here! gonna be finishing off kinktober2023 and maybe try some 2025, but might not. ended up reading a manga by one of the twst anthology authors coincidentally and it really inspired me to get back into writing for twst since i thought it was such a crazy coincidence, i genuinely had no idea, and felt the motivation really return. (miyabichi no onmyoji)
since majority agrees, it’s official the guys will be added as they received a vote of 80.3%. in the future i will be writing for and including in my events the following characters: ruggie, azul, jade, floyd, jamil, silver.
i will also be accepting asks about the above characters, so anyone who’s sent me asks in the past about those characters, or now want to, please feel free to ask now. i had deleted some asks in the past regarding them at the time, so if you sent one in before you may resend it. just a reminder, it is now only including those characters, do not send asks about characters i do not write for. they are deleted.
finally, i would just like to state that nsfw malleus is nearly complete and afterwards since its may again i’ll be back on mermay. for mermay this year though i’m planning to also include the new men. for that reason i may do overtime and go from may to june by a related mermay, or it may all be finished within may, we’ll see. thank you to everyone who participated! i would like to clarify one thing though to those in my asks.
i am not open to requests, but i am open to asks. i see a lot of people formatting their asks as “request” but i do not do those unless specifically opened, and even then it is only for a very limited time i do not want to repeatedly tell people this but it seems i have to. i actively ignore asks that use that word since i want to talk with people and share ideas. i love when people are horny with me and i get to expand on that, as myself with my own thoughts. what is allowed are concepts, aus (ex. mermay), your or my thoughts on something, asking about upcoming works, horniness, etc. and if i like it enough it may become a fic.
just please, for my sake, stop sending asks that are “can i get leona x reader with breeding kink” or something along the lines of “can you do vil and punishment?”, i really will not. i will respond to asks that ask me about my thoughts on certain kinks, scenarios, and even write short little scenarios of them. i will absolutely respond to people who do i ask something like, “ooooooo i absolutely love possessive and dominant leona! especially with the thought of him filling you up with his cum that you can’t walk for days, and the thought of his nails leaving marks in your thighs when he fucks you until you forget your own name.” see the difference? a little goes a long way, that’s all i ask.
I have a question I know you only write smut of characters who are 18 but it’s confirmed that do age up in the main story like it’s confirmed that silver is 18 after book 7 and book 1 takes place around September or October and if math up the other characters . Ruggie, azul, Jamil, jade, Floyd are all 18 and riddle, kailm are still 17.
All of the third years are 19 but Leona is still 20 along with Lilia being 700 hundred years old as with malleus being 178 years old.
And last for the first years ace,epal,jack,sebek are 17 but only deuce is still 16
There is the link if you want more information
https://youtu.be/OOFyhluxKMA?si=1UNeohW6TM10YMJo
So basically I was just wondering if your going to write the other characters who are now 18
so i spent a good twenty minutes thinking this over and even asked a friend on this. i sifted through my blog because the search function doesn’t work and found it because i know i mentioned it, albeit briefly. here i mention canonically outright.
hopefully you all are aware that i’m not a hypocrite so i won’t go back on my word and say no i never said i’d never write xyz if they became adults in the story. since they’re officially eighteen or eighteen+, i’ll leave it to my followers to decide. i’ll give the poll to everyone and if you all agree then yes, i will start writing for those now canonically eighteen.
POLLS ARE ANONYMOUS!
do you want to count those that age up at the end of book 7 officially 18?
yes, i would consider silver, ruggie, azul, jade, floyd, and jamil to be allowed
no, i do not consider the above characters to be allowed
on the fence, i am unsure which side this falls on
Voting ended onApr 25, 2025
i’ll give this poll twenty four hours, and if we have a majority saying yes then i believe the next 30 day event i hold i will include them, and as a celebratory welcome in to my blog i’ll make a fic about one or more of them. if we say no, i will not be writing for them for the time being. this may be subjected to change once the eng server official receives book seven closure though where i can say with 100% clarity that yes in the eng book they do age up.
Sorry to distract from Mermay again for Eric, but I keep finding ideas and the DILF has a chokehold on me. Not enough people on here are appreciating him as you do.
Vil has a few people over for a little backyard get together, and Eric actually happens to be home for once. You go wearing a cute little blouse, black leggings, and a jacket.
You notice Eric seems to keep glancing at your ass, but you dismiss it because it’s your best friend’s dad, he wouldn’t do that, would he? But you step inside to use the bathroom and find a full length mirror in it. Your leggings were see through the whole night, and your underwear was practically on display. How embarrassing! At least Vil didn’t catch it.
You go into the kitchen to grab a drink, and you hear a soft “It’s red, right?” From behind you. You turn and see Eric there, surprised and confused.
“Your underwear, it’s red, right?” You blush and nod, turning to grab a glass from the cabinet, and he chuckles a bit. “It’s a good look on you.” He says, as he comes up behind you, resting his hands on your hips, and pressing his semi against your ass, and thrusting a bit. Of course, you gasp a bit from surprise, and there’s a slight moan as you catch your breath, only for him to do it again.
welcome back to dilf fucking, scheduled annually on my account. love eric smut asks! i am a dilf fucker and i really had fun with this, especially the second part. still getting back into writing smut so it may be a bit light.
cws: creampies, age gap, finger sucking, gagging, scratching, light dumbification, overstimulation, choking, hinted vouyerism, fucking friend’s dad. for part two: age gap. choking, light dumbification, implied creampie, hinted vouyerism, fucking friend’s dad
“it’s red, right?” the famous actor asks, or rather smugly states as he uncrosses his arms and kicks off the wall. you barely have time to think and hastily nod before feeling embarrassment wash over you for agreeing, turning to face away from him and grab a glass overheard. “it’s a good look on you.” eric chuckles, unfazed by your actions. rather, he seems more amused by your nervousness and embarrassment than anything as you feel him closing the distance until your bodies are pressed together.
within a few minutes you’re on his bed, the door left agape leaving the two of you visible if anyone passes by. “mm…” you moan as his tongue enters your mouth while he pushes you down onto the bed, not caring at all if anyone sees, or perhaps confident no one should be at this part of the house anyways. his hands are large and calloused from years of doing stunt work, grabbing and squeezing at your warm skin as the two of you strip yourselves of clothes. it isn’t long until those hands are wrapped around your neck, squeezing just tight enough to make you see stars, but not enough to actually cause you to pass out, the perfect pressure.
his cock is angled to push all the way in as your legs are tucked to your chest, nails scratching and leaving marks in his back as he continues to talk dirty to you, shoving two fingers past your lips. “suck.” he commands, and you do as your told desperately licking and sucking on them as his grip on your neck stays tight. his cheeks are tinged with the faintest blush as your eyes roll back, the sight of you, his son’s friend, splayed out on his bed so wantonly making his cock throb even harder. you cry out in ecstasy as your orgasm is violently ripped through your body, tightening around him just as he thrusts one last time into your cunt and releases his thick cum inside for what feels like an entire minute straight before pulling out. “what a pretty girl. you can take one more round, can’t you?” he asks before shoving his saliva coaxed fingers back into your dripping overstimulated pussy, starting all over again.
here’s an alternative scenario:
imagine that you have a crush on vil that’s one-sided, but end up fucking his father instead. you wore the leggings that were purposefully translucent enough to see your panties in hopes vil would be at least flustered but he makes no comment on it. throughout the night you feel dejected and check up on yourself in the bathroom again before heading to the kitchen where you bump into eric. you didn’t notice how hot he was until his hands were on your hips, cock grinding against your ass while whispering in your ear that you should be careful with what you wear as his hands give a firm squeeze. one thing leads to another where he ends up fucking you stupid in his room, leaving you a drooling mess. you’re filled with hot cum and on the verge of passing out, his fingers gently squeezing your neck as he’s pushing in so deep that there’s a visible budge in your stomach. you twitch and spasm out another blissful orgasm now too zoned out to remember what you were even doing or where you were. completely unaware that vil who actually does like you back is looking for you, who had completely forgotten all about your feelings for him and just fucked his dad.
hello my fellow twst fanatics, i’m alive again because of gyaryuu and i’m head over heels. i’m a massive fan of gyaru girls in manga.
i haven’t been too active online but i still am keeping up with twst! i actually just recently got custom nails and a phone case for rollo, so safe to say i am still pretty obsessed with him. i’m still trying to max him but need four more uncaps.
i don’t think i’ll be able to publish any works until the end of march since i’ve got a lot going on, but i’m really wanting to get back into it. i’ll see if i can get anything out beforehand but no promises. my first formal post should be “a flower’s pandemonium” featuring rollo, then either a mermay or something that comes to mind. i plan to answer a few asks in my inbox even if late, and if anyone has horny thoughts or wants to talk with me, my inbox is open!
i would actually encourage people to enter my ask box and send in their thoughts so i can get more motivation. right now i don’t think i can write full fics but i can answer shorter asks, which should give me a better way to stay active while working on larger projects than pushing it on the back burner like i did last time. thank you very much for sticking around and reading!
i also accept asks about fellow honest, i will not be calling him his eng version, and eric venue. as long as they’re third years, staff, or an adult i will be willing to answer asks even if they’re an event character.
i just got this ask last evening, but because i can’t find the actual age in the bio or quick search of the user i’m going to completely censor their user. if that user could send me another ask or dm confirming their age, i would be happy to respond to future asks. however, i must ask that anyone interacting with me off anon please have your age stated somewhere in your bio, 18+ will do.
i’m assuming the ask is a person in college who is asking, because i at the very least hope a minor is not very openly interacting with me, or reading any of my work when i explicitly state i do not want to interact with any of them, and my blog is for adults only.
onto the actual advice for anyone interested in learning more about how i write, and my process. more under the cut. since i’m a nsfw x reader blog, a lot of my examples for my tips are nsfw. these include biting, marking, use of whore, allusions to creampies. this is very long, and my genuine advice to those who want it.
for those curious about writing tips, here are some tips that descend from beginners to personal advice. i do not measure beginners by their knowledge of the english language, or time. for beginners it will be advice for hobbyists or those just getting into writing, and want to find a way to make it fun. the rest focuses on those actively seeking improvement, or to create from scratch.
beginners tips.
for those who are just starting to write or want to treat writing as a hobby, my biggest advice is rather than worrying about your characterization or grammar, work on your feelings. writing for beginners is not supposed to be stressful, if it is then something is wrong. anyone who picks up writing wants to express themselves and immerse themselves in the words they wish to put on a page. immersing yourself doesn’t mean your words are fancy, it doesn’t mean you need to have a large audience, it just means you’re writing out your fantasies, and that is absolutely not shameful nor something to be strict with yourself about.
a lot of beginners compare themselves, this goes to every medium. i’ve seen so many artists go i can’t write well, but i wish i could, and that is the same thing as when a new artist goes i wish i could draw. it’s because you’re setting unrealistic expectations of your very first attempt at something. even if you’re a hobbyist, you aren’t going to have the perfect grammar, the perfect characterization, you’re doing this for fun, to bring a smile to yourself as you find an outlet to express your love for a character. dont harm your progress by focusing so much on trying to get it right, it should be a learning curve that you eventually get over.
if you don’t like a character or don’t known how to write them as canon compliant; don’t. I find the best way to improve your writing is once again, similar to art. find a character or oc of your’s you love so much and hyperfixate on to write about whenever you can, and just like that you’ll improve and fall in love with writing in no time. you can just write anything about them, silly little thoughts, something serious, you can try doing challenges you see online under your interpretation. writing should be fun for beginners.
writing style.
“i want to be consciously aware of how to improve.”
if you’re either starting or have been writing for awhile, you might of entered a funk. you feel like you can improve, but lack any real way of knowing how. i’ll tell you now it’s not because you’re using simple words, or aren’t pushing yourself enough, it’s a lack of writing style. something you need to develop, but it does not have to be by yourself. the internet is a free resource. there are millions of pieces of literature, though assuming you came to me an x reader blog, you want to write x readers. pick several fandoms, and read the fics different blogs upload, from the most popular to newest.
when i first started writing, i would read a lot of fics and see similarities, or differences. like finding an art style, i found things that i liked. for example, my writing style is lapslocked, run on sentences, larger paragraphs, heavily action based rather than dialogue. I’m descriptive with my smut scenes, because that’s what i enjoyed reading, and combined it with other things i already did or enjoyed reading. find multiple elements of fics you enjoy, and try combining all of those into one, until you find yourself comfortable always writing the way you like, or have experimented enough that you found what you want to produce for others. i highly recommend doing this before you start a writing blog.
if you want to run a blog, i would have to state that consistency with writing style is a major factor of whether i’d be willing to read future works of a creator. this does not go for everyone, but i would not enjoy finding a beautifully written fic the way i enjoy, and then every other fic from the creator to be vastly different that it makes you wonder if they’re the same person.
consistency ≠ purposefully holding yourself back. stay consistent with your writing style, but you are allowed to make small changes over time until they become bigger overall. that is not weird, it’s called self improvement where you look back and realize you should of done xyz. do not mistake writing style with stylization, either. stylization can be changed and experimented freely.
formatting.
keep in mind dialogue and perspective.
a lot of people do not seem to understand, but you need to end your paragraph after the first piece of dialogue. if character a speaks, include the response in the second or not at all. never have two characters speak in the same paragraph, it doesn’t matter how short the second paragraph is as a quick response, it is just the rule of writing. you may continue character’s a dialogue in the first paragraph especially if separated like this, but if you include both characters it gets extremely confusing. here are the examples.
“so good!” you cry out in ecstasy, nails leaving crescent shapes in the flesh of leona’s back, teeth grazing and sinking into his nape, failing to hide the lewd moans from escaping your lips. your toes curl from pleasure, pulling back. “i’m gonna cum!” you warn, feeling him pick up the pace, cock slamming into your sopping cunt relentlessly as he lets out a low growl of acknowledgement.
like this, reader speaks in two parts, but it is consistent. you are allowed to do this, so long as you add action between the sentences. “the headmage called him,” you rolled your eyes at the memory. “right in the middle of our date.” notice that this is the same dialogue separated by a comma. i bend this rule a little bit sometimes adding two different sentences, the first one already ended, but have some action between before adding the sentence since it is the same character like in example one.
“so good!” you cry out in ecstasy, nails leaving crescent shapes in the flesh of leona’s back, teeth grazing and sinking into his nape, failing to hide the lewd moans from escaping your lips. your toes curl from pleasure, pulling back. “you’re so damn fucking tight, damn whore.” he growls, as you feel him pick up the pace, cock slamming into your sopping cunt relentlessly.
this is wrong. you have the expectations that reader is speaking in the first sentence, and automatically you think it’s reader in the second sentence until you read he growls. it is also unnatural to switch about describing reader’s dialogue, actions, then throw in his dialogue, then proceed to go immediately back into describing reader. rather than that, it should look something like..
“so good!” you cry out in ecstasy, nails leaving crescent shapes in the flesh of leona’s back, teeth grazing and sinking into his nape, failing to hide the lewd moans from escaping your lips. your toes curl from pleasure, pulling back. “i’m gonna cum!” you warn, feeling him pick up the pace, cock slamming into your sopping cunt relentlessly as he lets out a low growl of acknowledgement.
yanking at your leg cast over his shoulder, leona’s teeth press into the pudge of your thigh and bites down, making you jolt upright. he chuckles at the small payback for the mark you left on his neck earlier, not once stopping his ministrations making everything feel dizzying. “you’re such a damn whore, ready to cum just by being stretched by my cock a little bit.” he teased, knowing damn well just how far he was hitting deep inside of you with every single thrust.
here i’m describing his actions in the second paragraph making it easy to subconsciously know oh, he’s going to be speaking this time. I don’t completely get rid of reader’s actions nor leona’s in each other’s paragraphs, but it doesn’t mess with the flow of the character we are following. do not try to completely avoid describing or writing character b’s action in a paragraph more so aimed about character a, but don’t make it confusing. notice how i wrote “making you jolt upright.” in the second paragraph? that was on purpose.
another thing if you wish to consciously improve, this is something i try to do but not always will it apply. avoid starting your dialogue in the next paragraph in the same spot you did in the one prior. notice how i started paragraph two with action and then dialogue? it may just be me personally, as i’m not sure if it’s an actual writing rule since i’m self taught completely, but it feels hard to read and looks weird. if you start every single paragraph with dialogue and then it ends after a few sentences of action, it feels extremely forced and weird to read. of course you can do this once in awhile, but three paragraphs in a row just like that feels like a pattern, and makes the rest of what comes after the dialogue feel like filler you’re forcefully throwing in to not just make one short piece of dialogue your paragraph.
although this is not my writing style, you are allowed to make your next paragraph pure dialogue. it doesn’t need to be a whole paragraph either like multiple sentences, i’m just using paragraph as what comes next after your space. it can be as simple as “fuck you’re so good, please, please cum inside, i love when your cock fills me up!” that’s it, that’s your paragraph before you move onto the next paragraph, where you could either continue the dialogue or not at all. it mixes with writing style preference.
my [personal] advice on how to run a writing blog.
please note these are subjective to my preference. if you do one of these, it is okay. but if i were your audience, here’s how i would want to be treated, or view your content.
if you want to eventually or are making a blog, know your audience. you either go into this understanding you want to write something niche, something you want, or by requests which you may not enjoy or want to do. requests are a great way to ascertain the type of content people come to you for or wish to read, but personally i do not do requests because i believe it hinders my creativity.
if you are writing something niche, or don’t take requests, don’t be focused on followers. a lot of people might not be into the subject of the au, characters you write for, and or kinks. i only write for characters which are canonically adult, and do not take requests, but i am aware of what gets more likes, and notes. however, i’m not going to listen to them on how to run my blog, since i find writing most enjoyable when i am happy. i love rollo, and although he’s nowhere as popular as malleus, i’m still going to milk rollo’s tits for all their worth until i am done being horny for the day, and repeat the process the next day because i love him.
for the record, i have passed over a thousand followers just by writing for these characters and not taking requests. i’m not going to disclose my exact amount since i hate the thought of focusing on numbers, but it is closer to the two thousand mark now. if you’re scared that not taking requests, or writing niche characters might hinder you, or just that you may become too overwhelmed and be unable to proceed to write anything you want, but still want to grow, it is completely okay as there is still an audience for that. just keep writing, and you’ll see it. my blog is a year old right now, you’re not going to see numbers immediately, especially if you’re new to writing. i already knew how to write and had a writing style on day one, that’s all.
if you’re banging on a wall, screaming, i need that sweet fictional clout right now so that i can eventually be able to post nicher characters or subjects, tell me how, i’ll just be honest since i did the same with my first post. try writing for either malleus, or leona, the two arguably most popular third years. that’s it. i did that, and it worked, since it gathered me some audience the day before kinktober, which i promoted within the same post, and with kinktober’s consistent updates i garnered a wider audience quicker than others because i kept my writing style consistent.
i told the audience what they were getting into, and now they’re stuck with me fawning over rollo after coming for my glory hole smut. because i caught people’s interest enough with a few fics, they stuck around and read the rest, and will continue reading my fics, not always because of the characters, because they just genuinely enjoy the way i express and characterize the characters and reader in my writing, its something they look forward to engaging in.
what i don’t recommend, is constantly being hyped on numbers count that comes with your audience. i just made my first post because i have a wanted at least ten notes on my first blog, that’s it. i just hoped my kinktober wouldn’t be overlooked since i have spent hours on it, and i think that’s understandable to anyone. i did not go into this and really expect nor desire to get over a hundred interactions, or anywhere near a thousand. if you’re constantly being bogged by numbers, you aren’t really grateful for those who are with you now. be happy that even one other person in this vast world enjoys how you write enough to engage with your post regardless of whether you’re starting out or advanced.
don’t burn yourself out for engagement, don’t think of your engagement count, think of your audience. these are the people you’re promoting the fic to, and so long as it reaches that intended audience, that’s all you need to grow. if you’re doing all of that and still not seeing growth, then it may be subconscious self indulgence.
the problem with self indulgence. i write for myself, but i am conscious i am marketing my work as an x reader, that does not mean i can say this is simply self indulgent, and use it as an excuse to characterize the reader. a lot of blog creators fail to realize this. if you truly write for yourself; don’t tag your fics. but you want to grow dont you? that’s why you tag it x reader. stop lying to yourself by saying it is completely self indulgent with you in mind, the second you decide it is an x reader you are no longer allowed to characterize the reader to a certain extent. either that, or stop lying to the people who want to read the correct tag that you are misusing because you wish to basically make your reader a whole character of their own.
this is hard to realize or apply to certain things, especially long fics. your reader in those cases need to make decisions, that drives the plot and allows you to continue the fanfic. you can’t have a purely blank slate with no dialogue, no actions, because you’re trying hard to not give them a personality. it no longer becomes an x reader though when you begin giving unneeded personality. if you’re writing a certain theme or kink like walk into the lion’s den, it’s clear in my synopsis what is going on. you can immediately imply the reader is a bit teasing and flirtatious and that reflects in their actions making it still an x reader with a certain personality. what i do not do, however, is hint or state that the reader is:
of a certain cultural background, which could be by describing their body shape, past experiences, or language. of a certain physique, not every single reader is of your hair texture, skin color, height, weight, breast size. backstory, a lot of x reader audiences don’t just imagine themselves, but their personas or ocs, meaning that if you give too much backstory or stray from canon it becomes a lot harder to follow or you end up alienating those who prefer those mediums of imagination.
these are a few examples but are most common of how i see fic writers alienate an audience. an “x reader” Is directed towards a general audience. if you want a specific audience, you need to make it very clear in the beginning. in every single one of my fics i use fem reader, i don’t mislead male readers, but allow them to read if they still want to. in every single fic i name the kinks, even if they’re small or occur just once, so that the audience knows what they’re getting into, whether it’s something they could imagine themselves in the first place. every single fic i give a synopsis, with that it’s easier to interpret the base plot convenient facts of the fic, and adjust your expectations of the scenario early on what will unfold, rather than being hit out of nowhere that actually, you, the one reading this are supposed to believe you’re the childhood fae best friend of malleus draconia for the plot after being five paragraphs in, and developing a mental image of the story.
you may not realize it, but you are also alienating multiple audiences without proof reading. sometimes i write something like touches your hair, like i did in my rollo draft because i wrote something along of the lines, “his fingers brush through your hair and brings them to his nose, giving it a sniff.” because i wanted the scene to feel off putting, but after rereading it in a few hours i reminded myself wait a second, some hairstyles don’t allow for that, and rewrote it. it sucks i had to adjust basically the entire paragraph afterwards, but i’m marketing this as an x reader, it’s my responsibility to be as nonbiased of my image of reader as possible.
you may also never realize that you’re forcing your own body onto reader, and then fail to state so. if you don’t write slim reader, chubby reader, tall reader, short reader somewhere, but include those attributes even subconsciously you are no longer making an x reader. the most i do is describe things like plush of your thighs, the pudgy flesh when gripped, what i don’t do is imply reader is slim or chubby, just because i am a certain body shape. i try to never include height, and when i do i make it in a way that goes that regardless of you being tall or short, the scenario implies that you’ve fallen down so he’s looking down at you, or that he’s kneeling over so you’re hovering above him. i try to never write about height side by side.
if you’re not sure how to fix the height thing, you can also try not describing it in detail, like i try to. for example, instead of, “he tilts your head upwards and gives you a kiss.” in a scene with no prior explanation about why reader is shorter or beneath the man, try writing, “he tilts your head to the side, pressing a kiss to your lips.” it’s the same outcome and scene, just different wording without having to interfere with the image your reader has of themselves.
i would also like to touch on the fact for nsfw blog creators, keep in mind that just because you look a certain way, your readers do not. i have the worlds biggest tits in existent, i won’t believe any of you unless you show me proof otherwise, but for the most part i never include breast size in my fics. i actively avoid writing breastjobs because i’m conscious of the fact there are readers out there with the smallest tits who can’t grab at the flesh and bounce cock between them. when there are breast jobs or descriptions of breasts in my work, i make it explicitly clear in the content warnings, they’re there for a reason. it’s not like i completely avoid it because it excludes some of my audience, but i do make sure that my audience is aware of the intended audience or scene that will unfold, so they don’t waste their time.
i’m not perfect, you’re not. it’s natural you think of your body or your persona’s when drafting, and sometimes you fail to realize it when posting. don’t beat yourself up, i’m positive i’ve done it dozens of times in my published works, don’t even think of my messy three am drafts where its all messy thoughts. just be actively conscious that if you want to be taken seriously and grow an audience that’s not targeted or specific to a demographic, then it must be ambiguous and not targeted at a specific demographic in the first place. of course if you want a specific audience, then by all means go for it. i mean, as a nsfw blog, i also promote to adults only, blocking another large part of the fanbase, but that’s the environment i have chosen to grow, a lot of adult women, and some occasional men, nonbinaries, afab, or others who want to read some smut.
what is self indulgence? its using your favorite prompts, genre, characters, scenario. youre perfectly fine to write those. i love creampies and thats self indulgent, all my fics basically require being creampied. maybe if you dont like unsafe sex you’re hollering at me, but it’s not like i’m doing something that alienates a lot of people. I’m also a massive fan of monsterfucking, so i go pretty in depth and descriptive of monster cocks, and did mermay rollo because i love him and monsters, not because i thought this would be engaging. i didnt go into this with the mindset of increasing my followers.
stylization. is a problem i see with blogs through any fandom. of course some people are minimalist, but its hard to stand out in an established fandom, especially if you’re inconsistent, by being one of them. this really only works for the oldest and biggest blogs, if you’re reading this you’re probably new. you want to break in. you feel the need to stand out, but you just don’t know how to do so.
i’m going to be honest, i almost completely ignore blogs that don’t put any effort into styling. chances are, you are the exact same because you want to read and follow blogs that are either consistent even if their work is shorter or not styled, or because their posts are extremely full of effort and styled in a way that keeps you engaged and you immediately recognize the second you see the upload even if they take a week or a month.
i might see a post once and go that was nice, but not bother with the creator. i do not really care if they are someone i should keep up with because they did absolutely nothing to catch my eye. i seldom actually read x reader fics other than mine since i have a very specific taste and interest, but when i look at the x reader tags its almost as though its the same formula. youre indistinguishable. if your writing looks like everyone else’s, i can go to anyone else, thats how consumers work in the real world, that if they can get your product elsewhere… well there is no need to go to you, especially when they basically have the same product on their shelves at home with someone else they’re following. give them something different. make them give you a chance out of everyone else.
I wouldn’t say i stand out since my style is basic, but i put in effort. if i see a post where there’s no synopsis, no title, no characters, no warnings, i’m undoubtedly skipping. if i see a post that shows those but doesn’t catch my interest, i’m skipping. if i see a post that has headers, dividers, a certain vibe to it, despite not being interested, i feel more drawn to it visually enough that i think this creator might have a different take on the topic, or is clearly putting in effort. enough effort that i would want to read to read their hard work and actual thoughts since i can admire their hard work.
this is personal, but i can’t read fics that are headcanons with one line per bullet point, because i want to be immersed. its why i stopped reading other fics, because it feels so copy and pasted. you’re almost giving me an opinion when you do that, you’re not giving me a headcanon, something to be engaged with, nor will i follow or keep up with you in that case.
if you want to be recognized, if you want to have a style or format that’s easily recognizable to an audience, then you need to put in effort. you can never blame an audience for not engaging with you if you refuse to show them you’re serious about your topic, and that you have a passion for writing. it can be as simple as using a custom font online, using code ‹span style="color: #hexcode">your letter or word</span> under html on the website, top right and set it as html then return to rich text or your mobile draft to continue normally. which can also be accessed on mobile devices.
it can also be editing your images at the start to have a unique style, like i use card and manga images with a red overlay and a sort of erased effect. you see that and immediately go, “that’s rxsehearts” because that’s how i specifically edit my photos.
if you asked me no, i don’t put the most effort compared to other creators who do a fantastic job of colorcoding and more, nor do i seem different from the basic blogs that format with an image, dividers, and keep my actual content under the read more. though i personally do it because its nsfw, and dont want to expose anyone to my content unless they consent to reading on their own. i do spend a lot of time with the writing itself, and you’re drawn to that because of the visuals. i do not waste your time, you can see i did spend time editing the photo and doing my warnings and synopsis, leading you to believe i did put effort into this, even using fonts, despite not being overly creative.
the creative aspect with my posts comes in with the writing, but you only see that and read it if you click read more, which once again stems from whether or not you’ve appealed to your audience in the first few seconds of scrolling enough for them to proceed with reading. i hate wasting my time, you hate wasting your’s. you don’t want to engage with someone you feel wastes your time, nor wants to put in time to their works by spending an extra ten minutes just to write some warnings and title. if they can’t do that, what makes you believe the rest of their content has any effort?
this goes to your blog. i reply to posts in an organized and tagged manner for filtering and easy access is search. i use dividers even under responding to asks because i want things to be organized, and i use the chains at the bottom gif because thats rxsehearts. you immediately know by color too, since i specifically created my divider. my background of my blog is a custom image i created, and it was a pain to draw, but it shows my dedicated effort to this blog. you don’t need to, but you can find a way to make it prettier on the eyes and make people go wow, this new creator puts a lot of effort into their blog and clearly takes this seriously, even if their updates are not consistent, i know their quality will be good.
even my masterlists are formatted, styled, and are more than just x character and their fics. i try my best to make it easily accessible and readable, including them in my pin posts. all of my tags are in the search function for easy access to find a specific fic if you can’t remember the name, but know its category, as well. its not just all about pretty colors, but some of it is accessibility. make sure all your content can be read and found without having someone stressed out by having to go to ten different pages just to find your rules. i always link my nav when publishing because it is easier on readers to engage with, and find what they may like with all my links there.
how do i write with a busy schedule?
are you also like me, having to either do college, or work, both? perhaps you have unfortunate circumstances that hinder your ability to write? here’s how i do it.
work before anything. don’t give yourself a cookie part way through the task, give it to yourself only after you succeed. you can give yourself the time to write down a draft idea, but do not work on it until you finish your work for the week. i separate my tasks by either daily, or weekly. if your work is due in a week, get it done day one or two two, even if it takes the whole first two days. take an hour break, or the rest of the day off and continue the next, and the rest of the five days you are free to relax and write, or allocate that time to writing.
if you need something done daily, do it, and once it is done you can use the free time to write. but what if you’re too exhausted? writing can be done in increments. if you’re too tired, don’t force yourself to if you can’t, but if you are in the mood to write but are exhausted, don’t bother correcting your first draft until you have the time, and the motivation. only then do you correct your initial draft, and add depth.
i also write during the night and morning, when i’m doing my morning scrolls i tend to be writing. its messy, and i know i can fix that later. but i always try to make sure that i have my schedule plan so i know that i do have time to write, while getting everything else done.
alternatively, here’s something easier to process. i have to do things daily, on top of working. i am basically the head of my house, yet i get my work done ahead of time. if you cook daily and are tired, try meal prepping. it takes more time on day one, but that time spent on day two to five can be allotted to something else completely and adds up. if its grocery day tell yourself to get the housework done that day, dedicate it to the week’s work, and then use the other days to write, or plan your schedule.
this is especially true for those in college and working. college courses are something most courses allow you to work ahead on, at least throughout the whole week. do it all the first two days if possible, even if those essays and discussions are eating you alive. keep up with the course, spend your evenings working on it and your morning at work, and vise versa. the rest of the week is only work now, and depending on your schedule all you need to do is basically cook, do a few household chores, and you’re free because you worked ahead. its exhausting the first two days, especially with work, but you can do it, not only that but it helps you keep up with your lessons and email your professors at the start of the week if you need help, rather than stress over it the whole week because you wanted to write.
hope this helps. if anyone wants some follow ups, or something specific, i’d be able to respond to, my ask box is open. don’t worry about feeling overly identified because you plan to follow the advice, i am unable to figure out who is what on anon. and if you ask off anon, i gave you the advice for a reason, please use it if you feel it is useful.
it’s nearly the one year anniversary of my draft about the most depraved rollo x reader on the market, which isn’t exactly something in high demand but i take pride in my work. because of that here are a few lines from different parts of the fic, last one is a full paragraph. it’s gonna be quite depraved and should be out hopefully soon since i’m working hard on it.
cw: mentions of bleeding, unwilling vouyerism (malleus) under the cut. also like the entire fleur city kind of being taken over by flowers. also no one, not even reader is sane as the only sane one is malleus. the premise is a rollo x reader but malleus is forced to watch you both fuck helplessly as his magic is drained right before he can ring the bell a fourth time.
“one by one homes are engulfed in a sea of blazing waves, swallowing not only the exterior but everything inside that it touches, including the unfortunate citizens who bare even the slightest capability of using magic, from adult to child, man to woman, the flower does not seem to pick a favorite, capturing all in it’s wake.”
“you gave a calm reply, picking up a singular crimson flower. with closed eyes, you kiss the flower, tossing it down the bell tower and smiling. “one day, they’ll realize how wrong magic was.” a sweet, gleeful, almost unaware smile graced your lips. for someone who was about to strip their friends of one of the few things that made them themselves, their magic, the only reason they were even attending night raven college, your smile was incredibly bright.”
“his lips trail up your neck, pressing against your own. it only then registers that you were bleeding as his kiss deepens, giving you a taste of yourself. the metallic taste was awful, yet your body couldn’t get enough as you struggle to breathe, deepening it.”
“rollo’s cock pressed deeper into you as he lets out a shaky moan, saliva dripping from your lips. “amazing.. haah, you’re so perfect.” he praises. this privilege should of been malleus’, not rollo’s. he was supposed to ask you out, to be your very first, to breed you until you had his eggs, so just why was it the liar flamme? rollo’s cock went deeper, stretching your cunt as your nails scrape at his back, leaving marks beneath the fabric of his clothes. you bring him into another intoxicating kiss, forgetting all about the pain magic has caused you throughout your time in twisted wonderland. all the while, malleus could only watch in anger, flowers wrapping around his waist and dragging him closer to the ground in a groveling state.”
the event being nightmare before christmas has singularly revitalized my interest in twst, especially after having gotten the rollo card in en. i believe nightmare before christmas might of been my first tim burton film, and the songs are almost always on my year long playlist. i’m going to try and hopefully be posting a bit more soon since i had a whole lack of interest in twst with the slow en book seven updates, and overall feeling of lackluster events in jp, but now it’s reinvigorated.
i know i am a nsfw blog, but i do occasionally like sharing my opinion, or being able to gush over the actual content of the game. sorry this was not an actual update or post, but i do have a few queued up. it’s just been hard for me to find motivation to write or post when feeling halfheartedly about the game itself at the time, despite still constantly fixating on the characters. I’ve also been pretty busy outside of that with life, yet i’m hoping to be able to slowly come back into writing once more. i still receive hundreds of notifications a week despite being super inactive, so i know there are people likely still waiting, thank you for everyone in my inbox showing concern for me, however! and of course rollo is still first in my heart. as much as i love the nightmare before christmas, i’m not sure that cinematic masterpiece of character, lore, and writing could be topped.
anyways i’m mainly going to be gushing about the event underneath the more line, which will include spoilers and a link to the full chapter one event video.
i love the whole first chapter so far, which i read here. i also found out there is a 4koma, here, which was really fun to read. correct me if i’m wrong but the translation of yuu wearing a patchwork suit implies yuu is dressed as sally, right? that makes me fan over the event even more, because i’ve always wanted a sally character, and i’ve seen excellent oc jack characters. twst devs love giving leona eyepatches, it’s weird that it’s happened twice, both on halloween. how is he not complaining about literally having one of his eyes forcibly covered by an eyepatch?
i know this won’t happen, but it would be amazingly funny if yuu suggests stealing christmas, because i’m in belief that this jack does not know of christmas, by the way he acts. i would gush so hard and treat jack like an actual famous actor, making vil 100% jealous because i would not treat vil like how other people treat him. malleus and leona may be princes but i would forget about their titles and treat jack like an actual king of halloween, i would shut everyone completely up to talk about jack, i’m a bigger fan than skully. i could be friends with two princes, a famous actor, know the al-asim heir, the styx heir, and i’m acting like they’re nobodies in comparison to an animated skeleton man.
i would probably have to cover grim’s mouth and pretend not to know him, since i have the ghost camera there are so many pictures. not of any of the boys, but of just jack and sally. i’m on top of a building getting a wide shot as leona waits for me to fall and hit my skull on the pavement. jack is monologue to the town and the boys and i’m just on the stage inches away taking photos as jack continues talking about how this going to be a new never seen halloween.
if things were me, i would be gone with skully into the tree asap, the guys can find their own way to leave. i would be petting zero, i would love to meet sally. i’m finding it so weird how none of the guys are actually calling out the fact sebek of all people is treating skully so poorly for the exact same behaviors for fanboying. albeit that would also extend to yelling at me for being so unprofessional because i’m already giving away my name and following a literal ten foot tall skeleton in a magic book because my source is just “i’ve seen his movie.”
the first chapter showed the background of three doors, but do the guys even know of christmas? i don’t think they do, lucky kalim is gone. the event is still called nightmare before christmas, so i’m holding high hopes they go into christmas town, but still it would be funny if yuu could of been like okay guys, i got this. but because yuu is such a mega fan yuu is like explaining christmas but doesn’t bother correcting any horror aspects so it is like the original, and when the guys ask yuu about it later and the response is just like oh that’s definitely not how christmas should be.
this also implies that next halloween there will be an event with ace, deuce, cater, jack, ruggie, floyd, kalim, rook, ortho, lilia, and silver right? as for future events i hope there is something to do with the emperor’s new groove, just because i want kronk. would kuzco count as an antagonist too? he’s not a villain but he’s certainly not a hero for like 93% of his own movie. it also will never happen, but who framed roger rabbit is technically disney, i just want to see a twisted jessica rabbits and roger rabbit inspired married couple. though i’m also curious what other people think the next halloween event could be? dont think it’s beetlejuice despite there being another tim burton event like the ghost bride which i’m 94% sure is a reference to corpse bride, since i do not believe disney owns the title to beetlejuice.
I just saw a line and it IMMEDIATELY made me think of Eric Venue…Had to come over here and share my Thoughts.
Like imagine him having a few small tattoos (big ones would be a pain to cover for productions), just as memories of some of his old movies. Certain iconic images from them. And you, not being from Twisted Wonderland, wouldn’t know them, so you ask him all about them, and he explains as you have a few drinks…you make a move, he half heartedly tries to dissuade you at first, “Darling, I have tattoos older than you”~ and your eyes light up “Oh~? care to show me them all~?” And he just loses control then
welcome back to anons exposing my desire for dilfs side yet again, featuring eric venue. should i be finishing vil’s mermay first, yes. will i? i have put everything on hold for this ask so answer that yourself. it’s fine i’ll just work faster on the other mermays after.
wrote this up, not the longest yet a bit longer than usual thirsts. had to keep this short before it turned into me going crazy and writing a whole on actual fic because i love the concept so much yet struggled to condense it. this was just such a good prompt, had to really just write out my thoughts on how it would play out.
cws under the cut: age gap, fucking your friend’s dad who is a dilf, light nipple play, overstimulation, creampies.
“and these are from?” you ask eric, chest pressed against his arm, while wearing a thin shirt, letting him feel your hardened nipples as he feels a twitch in his cock. he’s not stupid, he’s only become overwhelmingly perceptive throughout his years. the way you smile, like a lovestruck fool, rather than someone trying to use him for a paycheck. he knows he should try harder than a few simple lines to dissuade you. although you’re an adult capable of making decisions for yourself, you’re still his son’s friend, he doesn’t want to ruin the relationship between the two of you, yet he can’t help but feel a bit charmed by your attitude and desire for him.
“some of these are older than you, you know that right?” he chuckles, and you interpret that as not a rejection. instead, your fingers trail against his arm, squeezing. he laughs again, knowing you’re not deterred, and this will continue until he is the one to officially put an end to it. he indulges in you, explaining a bit more about the fair queen you hadn’t known about as he lets you caress his tattoo, body inching closer to him until he finds the lines blurred before either of you two realize it, his cock leaking with precum as he pushes himself into your wet cunt, greedily crying out his name with your melodious voice.
your nipples are being pinched, eyes rolling as the table shakes from every thrust. his cock is huge, and his experience comes into play as he effortlessly finds every sensitive spot on you and uses it to his advantage. you see his tattoo in the corner of your eye as he pushes two fingers down your throat to quiet you, bent over and crying for his cock like a fucking whore that you always were as his balls slam against your ass each time he thrust deeper. he was fast, stretching you wide with barely any prep if not for your own slick and his pre, biting your ear and making his way to your neck he leaves covered in hickies. his fingers rub against your clit, determined on overstimming you as he fucks you through your orgasm, not stopping a second until you cum again, where he fills you up. the two of you know vil wouldn’t be happy that his friend quite literally fucked his dad, yet the two of you were too cockdrunk and pussydrunk to care.
only people following me should be really see this since it’s not in the main tags, but by fuck was i tempted to let the world see this amazing prompt, love you anon.
Also excited to see what you have planned for Mermay 👀 You mentioning Jellyfish mer gives me an idea about Vil as a beautiful Jellyfish mer with some of those decorative tentacles, and then the long thin ones he uses to explore your cunt, gently stinging it and making it more sensitive but also feeling so good…getting to explore deep inside you…
the older i get the more older men appeal to me, something about hot old men. really happy people enjoyed the eric thirst, did not expect it to get that much attention considering i never do tag my asks in the main tag, age gap warning, and have been somewhat slightly inactive. might squeeze some time in to write about him in the future, been a bit busy from visiting cafes and finishing documentaries.
cws under the cunt: monsterfucking, mentions of poison, mentions of paralysis, tentacles, tentacle bdsm? well the stingers are stinging, stings are an implied aphrodisiac? light dumbification.
jellyfish!vil would be pretty fun to write about, so i’m going to even if he’s a different mer in my fic. a fun fact, if i’m correct off the top of my head, poisonous jellyfish stingers are always active. thinking that if that’s right, each time one of his stingers makes contact with your skin or cunt to bind your wrists or fondle, your skin is hit with waves of soft pleasure that you gradually grow addicted to. they’re so deep and constantly stimulating, even choking on them feels so damn good, it’s almost like an aphrodisiac to your cunt. he floats effortlessly, watching with a sadistic smile as he claims his prey, tentacles covered in slick. he’s so pretty that everything is forgiven, even if your body ends up super sore or a little paralyzed due to his poison, but it’s not life threatening!
he swims gracefully, body drifting. he’s circling you and admiring the different angles he fills you up from, bending you over with your hands bound behind, wet stuffed pussy that’s so stimulated it nearly looks like you’re trying to ride them. your breasts are red, nipples hard and the caressing makes your back arch shamelessly, unable to babble and resolved to a drooling mess. his tentacle hits so good in your throat and cunt that you feel on cloud nine, a good little slut for the merman you picked up thinking he’d be too clueless to survive on his own just because he’s a jellyfish.. he’s not that stupid to not know the way you’ve been eyeing him up wanting his tentacles. thinking about it, pufferfish!vil would also be a great concept like spikes protrude from him when agitated that are venomous.
vil should come out very soon, then without much space apart should be some more. as stated before i’m starting mermay pretty normal, then full on just going out there. slowly introduce people to monsterfucking. i’m pushing that lilia would one hundred percent be an olm, and i do want to write about ovipositioning, and also some other kinks. will definitely be doing anglerfish idia, his hair shining bright as he fucks you in the depths of darkness, and consider this too, cecaelia crewel? he screams super sexy with tits out, tentacles instead of legs with a pipe in hand smoking after discovering what they are from a human shipwreck.
