Warnings: My gross misunderstanding of animals, Bullying Leona for being a big chonk
Characters: Ruggie, Jack, Leona
Ruggie imprinting on you is an "oh shit" moment for him. He lives his life so casually and when he sees you, like really sees you for the first time, he's acting unwise. Ruggie will do things for you that he wouldn't for anyone else. He doesn't ask for you to return the favor. He even shares his food.
Now this last one is particularly special for him given that he values food more than his peers. Food is how he communicates and finds pleasure. I won't get too far into the feederism side, but I think there'd be a lot of "You should eat. Have you had breakfast?"
But it's not all picnics and dandelions. Hyenas are pretty scary if you piss em off. So if one of your guy friends touches you the wrong way or tries to tease him about his sudden obsession with you, he will go on the offense. Lots of growling and hes ready to turn them into a hashtag. You gotta drag him away every single time.
"Dude, you can't just go around picking fights with everyone! What's your damage, Ruggie?"
"I wouldn’t be so mad if those assholes kept their hands off of you!"
"That's what this is about? They mess around all the time, it's not a big deal."
"It is to me! I don't like it!"
"Okay, but why though? Why would you give a fuck?" You shake your head, frustrated by the look he was giving you.
"Because I'm jealous!" He barks. "I don't want anyone else touching you but me!" Everything is quiet as you try to process what he just said.
"Ruggie...what-"
"I like...being around you all the time. And all I can think about is you. And...ugh...this is so stupid." His cheeks are cute and pink as he mumbles his way though his confession. And you, you're smiling. Seeing him get so real with you is so sweet and touching. As he's trying to justify his behavior, you place a sweet kiss on his nose. Then he's all shishishi cause he got kissed.
When Jack imprints on you, he's pretty tsundere about it. Suddenly he's hanging around you and by extension the other first years. Its not like he loves you and how you smell and the way you laugh at your dumbass friends. He just...needs to be within five feet of you at all times. Oh, and that tail? It's wagging every single time you acknowledge him or give him attention. The most antisocial boy is suddenly craving your affection.
And of course Ace is gonna clown him for it. Though it feels a little bit different. "Is there somethin you're not telling us? No fair that you two have A Thing going on the down low."
"What are you even talking about?" Jack crosses his arms, clearly trying to keep cool.
"Come on, dude. You lit up when Prefect sat next to you," Ace pouts at the both of you before calling you out too. "Are you together?!"
"Wh-what?! What would make you think that?!"
And all of your friends have examples. Waay too many. And then, Ortho says, "You know, imprinting can happen to beast men too. There's a chance that-"
"What happens between me and Prefect is our business. I didn’t ask any of you to help me confess either."
Major self report. His tail is going a trillion per hour and he realizes what he just said. "Damn it."
"Ha! I knew it!" Ace chortles.
"Wow...that was pretty bold, Jack," Epel hides his grin behind his hand. As for you...
Well, you're smiling like an idiot. It's not like you haven't been purposefully saying and doing things to see his tail wag, make his ears flicker and see him smile a little. You can't pretend to be shocked as you look at Jack for a response. "Well, I guess I should have been honest from the start..."
So there you are, resigned to be a pillow for the biggest cat you've had the misfortune of knowing. Leona loves your thighs and like hell he's going to pass up on your free period to get some sleep. You've accepted your fate, but your legs are just as comatose as he is. As you try to shift around, this catman actually whines in protest. Inside, he's praying you didn't hear it. "Stop moving," he manages to say.
So, Leona's imprinted on you. Now what? Well, you're gonna know quite quickly. Like, it's kind of not a secret since Leona is so shameless with everything he does. Though, he won't actually say "I've imprinted on you." His actions are all the confirmation you need. Actually, he's the most overbearing because he will just drag you away from whatever you're doing just to take a nap with him. Are you in the greenhouse for a class? Well, too fucking bad. Leona wants you to give him attention. You know. Like a cat.
"M'leg's asleep," you complain. "Plus you're heavy."
"Neither of these are my problem."
"You're literally responsible for both."
"You callin me fat?"
"...maybe I am," Leona opens one eye to glare up at you. He wants to be mad. But seeing you so pleased by his reaction makes him melt a little. "What? All you do is eat and sleep what else am I supposed to think?" To your surprise, he sits up. You're about to ask but he flops on top of you, sending you both into the soft patch of grass. Leona's spooning you and your face is buried in his fat (and kind of fuzzy) tits. "Seriously?!"
"Look, you're just going to have to deal with the fact that you're one of the few people I can tolerate."
He's a real piece of work, isn't he? Still, his body is kind of warm and cuddly, huh? He would probably get mad if you said that out loud though.
→ genre: friends to lovers??? fluff and angst cause you’re dramatic :))
-> warnings: a pot is broke, don’t step on it. taehyung is a tease
→ word count: 757
authors note:
thank you so much for requesting this!!! it was honestly so freaking fun to write 👀 i wrote this faster than the speed of light, i love it when things just rush out easily!!! thank you again, hope you’re having a great day/night anon!!
Taehyung doesn’t like plants.
Okay… maybe that’s a little too dramatic, let’s rephrase: Taehyung doesn’t like taking care of plants. He claims that it’s “burdensome” and “too much work.” Of course, he’s only stated these things because;
he’s your best friend and
when you’re out of town it’s his job to take care of your favorite thing in the world: your plants.
To be fair, he tries to remember to take care of them. He claims to set alarms throughout his day to water them, but they only go off when he’s “busy...” Yeah, okay. He lives three doors down.
“Taehyung, I gave you one job. One job.” You whine as you open the door, tucking a small package of soil that threatened to fall back under your chin. Your arms are full after your run to the gardening store, pots and other planting necessities overflowing in your hold. “All you had to do was water them twice a day.”
“I did!” He argues, his voice lilting in his defense as he hops off the kitchen stool. “Maybe I watered them too much… here, let me get that for you.”
“Or you watered them too little.” You deadpan as he removes the supplies from your hands, carrying them over to the kitchen counter. Look at him, trying to distract you from your anger by being nice… maybe it was working. No, you’re supposed to be mad.
“Y/n I distinctly remember watering them this time, I swear.” The look he gives you is almost heartbreaking, all wide eyes and upturned eyebrows as he tries to convince you that he has nothing to do with the dead plants that sit in the corner of the room. You went on a week long vacation with a group of friends, left Taehyung in charge of your plants (which was a stupid idea in the first place, why did you do that), and came back home to find a handful of them wilted and deceased.
A part of you hoped you would’ve learned your lesson from the last time you left your plants to him... let’s just say the casualties this time were minuscule compared to then. Maybe he deserved a round of applause for not killing all of your plants this time. Only a few.
“I’ll help you plant these.” He offers, seating himself back on the stool and working his way through the packed grocery bags.
“I think you’ve done enough, Tae.” The exhaustion in your voice is evident, maybe somewhat forced, but it catches his attention, and he averts his attention back onto you with a grin.
“You know what… I think those plants wanted to die. They didn’t like their owner because she’s passive aggressive to her best friend.” His hands continue their rummaging, pulling out a smaller pot and turning it in his grasp. He takes a moment to examine it.
You turn your back for two seconds and:
“Come on, look, I named my little future plant after you...” He holds up the pot, your name printed on its surface as a result of the sharpie in Taehyung's hand.
“Tae, you wrote on it?” Your words are bitter.
“It’s cute, right?” He smirks, admiring his work. It’s a matter of seconds before you’re dashing towards him, arms outstretched in an attempt to snatch it away before he can do something even worse, but he’s quicker than you and raises his hand out of reach. “Now the pot doesn’t like you, either.”
You sigh, “Taehyung, give it to me.”
“Why?” His legs are already raising him out of his seat, reaching even higher heights, much to your dismay.
“Because it’s mine, now give it back.” Apparently your emphasis isn’t emphasized enough, because he gives you a malicious smile and dodges you as he leaps towards the front door. “Kim Taehyung!”
Before you can blink, you’re chasing after him in annoyance, grasping the back of his hoodie and turning him in your direction. You don’t know how he ended up backing into the wall, but now his face is mere centimeters from yours. The widening of his eyes pulls you back to reality.
“Now,” You speak curtly, “give it back.”
If it weren’t for the sound of the pot falling from his grasp, you would’ve seen him swallow nervously, felt his heart picking up it’s pace (yes, you were that close), and maybe you would’ve reciprocated his reaction.
But… the pot fell. So.
The impact isn’t enough to shatter, yet it breaks off a good chunk of the rim and leaves the two of you silenced in shock.
The First Years Crushing on their Upperclassman (PT 1)
I think it'd be cute. Besides, the first years are absolutely adorable and I would die for them. I would. They're honestly my favorite group bc of how well they play off of each other.
Warnings: Characters thirsting for people older than them, Me thirsting for anime boys in general
Characters: Deuce, Ace, Jack
Deuce having a crush on his upperclassmen would be pretty adorable. He's already fidgety around girls so when he's got a crush on someone, it will show. He remembers how it happened. Deuce was running late for homeroom and crashed into you, sending all your stuff scattering to the floor. He's apologizing over and over again as he helped you pick everything up. Then, he bowed and you giggled. Deuce is so serious sometimes and you find it cute. You patted his head, letting your hand linger just a bit as you considered how soft his silky hair is. "It's fine, sweetie."
From there, he's a mess any time he interacts with you. Sweaty, blushy, tongue tied, the works. You'd think it was a romance anime with the way he's acting.
"U-uh, senpai, I w-wanted to ask if...you could tutor me sometime? I mean...well..."
"Senpai! I g-got this from the Mystery Shop! You don't have to accept it if...huh? You will?"
"If...you're not busy...I have a track meet after school...if you'd like to come..."
Yes, our usually bold n brash recovering delinquent is really into you. And you stand there smiling and waiting patiently for him to make it through his sentences. You've started to crush on him too, actually. He's always so passionate and earnest and admittedly, you had been checking him out long before you officially met. It's Deuce that confesses first, but he blurts it out as if he'd explode if he didn't.
Ace is shameless with his crush on Senpai. We expect nothing less from him. His boyish charm is insanely attractive and it carries him for the most part. Light brushes of your arm, winking at you and some other stuff I'm sure he asked his brother for advice on. He's had a gf before so this should be easy, right? Right?
HAH! His senpai is going to make him work for it. You volley back a lot of his flirting, and when you're unexpectedly playing the same game, he's speechless. Your touches linger, you get into his personal space, you talk to him like he's a clumsily little boy. It's all maddening and exciting to him.
"Ace, you know better than to talk to me like that. Did you talk to your lil girlfriend that way too?" You purr softly as you tug lightly on his tie. Now, he's blushing so hard that his heart tattoo nearly matches the rest of his face. Personally, I hc that ADeuce are into older people/attractive to older people respectively. Like I said, their boyish personalities are just too fuckin cute.
Ah, anyways, Ace is speechless and it's you who finally confesses. He's your new pet and training him is the best part of your relationship.
Jack crushes on his upperclassmen and it's literally puppy love. He thinks the way you carry yourself is inspirational. You breeze through the school with your head held high and secretly, Jack thinks youre cooler than Leona. When you brush past him once, he's particularly interested in the way you smell. I think he's into scents. He's gotta be. Anyway, if it's shampoo, cologne or just your natural body, Jack is really really into it. So much so that he knows where you are pretty often. Sometimes he follows you or his tail wags when he's doing something else. Like, literally you turn the corner before he comes into the hallway and his ears are alert and he's sniffing the air. Very low key about it though.
So the period goes fine until you're listening to instructions. Jack's by your side and Vargas is going on and on. You're bored to tears until you feel something twhap twhap twhapping on your butt. You nearly jump out of your skin until you realize that nobody's behind you. Is it a ghost? They like to bother people during gym the most.
He must get closer to you. The scant scent trails aren't enough. When you officially meet, its through a crossover class for PE. You're not abysmal, but having a good buddy for the period would be essential. Before you can assess who you want, Jack is awkwardly standing next to you. "Do you...need a partner?" And when you say yes, you see his eyes light up. Was he...surprised that you agreed?
Until you subtly glance behind you. Jack's tail is hitting you! Its so fucking cute that you stifle a laugh. He heard you and it clicks that he was thumping your ass. Once Vargas shuts up, Jack is trying to find a way to apologize to you but you stopped him. "It's alright, I'm not upset. Besides, it makes me happy to see you excited. You like being around me, don't you?"
"...Yeah...I kind of do..." when you reach out to pat his head, he's surprised and extremely flustered. "H-huh?!"
"You're such a good boy, Jack. I like being around you too." From there, you seal the deal even though he sort of confesses first.
The First Years Crushing on Their Upperclassman (PT 2)
And here is Part 2! Im very tired. I only jave graphics for the first years as i write this so I'll be slowly rolling out everyone. I guess I can do them on case by case? Anyway!! Click here for the first Part.
Warnings: Ortho is in this lineup. I don't want to hear any complaining about it.
Characters: Epel, Ortho, Sebek
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My boy Epel will put on a performance for his senpai. Not the kind of performance that Rook suggested, but instead the machismo performance that really would make Vil seethe with shame. Yes, our little apple dumplin decides to go to his magift team for advice on how to court you. He met you in the infirmary since you get an extra credit for working there. Once, he came in busted up and bruised like the Courtland apple he is. You scolded him relentlessly as you patched him up. What if Vil found out? The Housewarden would eat your heart if he found out his little Lady was visibly injured. He already forced you to use special salves on all Pome students to prevent scarring. Really, that man kept you busy.
But Epel wasn't hearing all that. He was sitting there leaning into your touch and swooning. You're so gentle when you tended to his scars that it felt nostalgic. Since he was surrounded by older people growing up, Epel probably unconsciously developed his crush on you based on how nurturing you were with him.
Then he starts acting unwise.
This lil macintosh goes out of his way to injure himself. He plays rougher, fights more, and exhausts himself all just to see you. Then, he hobbles into your infirmary, expecting you to take care of him. Part of him also enjoys being treated like a regular guy for once, especially when you lecture him. His peers also have to sit through it and that's what makes him happy. But during one of their big games, Epel actually does hurt himself. Like, on accident. He's no longer thinking about being able to spend a few hours with you. Now he's thinking about how much he fucked up. He really fucked up.
You do your best and thankfully it's just a sprain, but Epel's being a real Granny Smith at the moment. "Clearly this was a sign that you were doing something you had no business doing," you pull up a chair and sit at his bedside.
"What’s that supposed to mean?"
"It means that you've been practically living here in the infirmary and I've yet to understand why."
"I guess I'm just reckless?"
"And yet you never seem to need to be here any other time. You're not Ace. You're certainly not Deuce. So, what's the deal here?" When you finally start grilling him, he starts to break. Epel didn't think this through and he hadn't considered the possibility that you'd find out the pattern.
"I...I think I like being here..." he dares to look at you. Rather than anger or irritation, you're patient and most certainly concerned. "Because...Because you're here...if it wasn't during magift, it'd be during gym. Or potions. Or whenever you're here! You're always so nice to me and I feel...like a regular guy around you." Epel grips the sheets as the words tumble from his lips like a fountain. He couldn't stop it either. His stomach turned as he was on the verge of tears.
"Oh...Epel...honey, you don't have to hurt yourself just to see me...I won't turn you away if you visit," you caress his cheek. "I promise." When he looks up at you, your cheeks flush. Epel was certainly cute, but sometimes he seemed a lot more mature than one would expect. Now, you're starting to feel shy. Something in your dynamic shifts as he starts to accept your confession. He grins and presses his forehead against yours.
"Senpai, you better promise to let me come by any time I want. No questions asked." Ah, shit. You're gonna regret this, won't you?
Ortho’s crush on his senpai could first be mistaken for something else. You're Idia's classmate and by some miracle, he lets you into his very limited bubble. Despite being his opposite, you admittedly have great taste in everything...only because you have a lot of common interests. So one day he invites you to his dorm (pre OB) and you meet his adorable little cupcake of a brother. Ortho was already a person to you. Idia had always said "my brother this and my brother that" so you already imagined a shorter fireball running around campus somewhere.
"This is my little brother..." Idia, not one for proper introductions, just turns to start up the game you came to play. And to your surprise, both you and Ortho are a little irked by that. Still, you smile at him.
"Hey! I'm glad to finally meet you. Idia loves to talk about you, but he didn't say you'd be insanely cute!" And that flipped a switch in him. Maybe it was the compliment or maybe it was his inquisitive nature but he wanted to see you again and again.
And he always makes sure that he's around when you're visiting. Ortho justifies that he merely wants to see how you managed to get Idia to allow you in his personal space. But like...Ortho also demands your attention more than Idia does. He hugs your arms and laughs at your jokes and constantly offers to help you with your homework. You think it's sweet until he becomes an official student.
Post OB, Ortho’s giving into his full school experience. One of which is having a crush. And then it starts to click with him. He likes you. A LOT. You let Ortho hang out with you more sans Idia and...the boy has rizz. Oh sweet seven, he's such a good flirt.
"Senpai, you look great today. When you wear blue, we start to match!"
"Heheh when you make that face, I can't help but tease you!"
"I found these compatability quizzes online and they seem to think we're a perfect match!"
Unlike the others, he doesn't have a skill issue. And I'm not saying that bc I'm crushing. Er, anyways.
It comes to a head when he takes his mask off. You'd always been curious and now you got to see a full set of pointy teeth. And for some reason, you're a little afraid. When he brushes his artificial tongue over a few of them, a shiver runs down your spine. What's worse is that his golden eyes pinned you right where you were. Half lidded and glimmering with mischief he finally says, "What's wrong, senpai? I promise I won't bite...unless you beg me to."
Your soul fucking ascends.
So, Sebek with a crush will be annoying af, especially when you're his senpai. He's already got an undeserved sense of confidence. Sebek can't help that he's better than these pudgy soft humans! He's also like Epel in that he wants to showboat and peacock for his crush. Did you see that? Look what he just did! Hey, human, keep your eyes open! Don't miss a single second! He's so excited.
You two met through Silver. Sometimes you studied with him and this time, you had some free time after your session. Silver invited you to tag along since you didn't have anything else to do for the rest of the day. Besides, there was no way horses were real. So, you accept.
Unfortunately, horses are real. Fortunately, the riding club looked really good in their uniforms. You lean on the fence and watch as everyone tends to their Butterscotch and Vorpal. Their Angus and Achilles. Then, you notice that one guy is struggling. Like, he's trying to coax his horse out of the stable and she wasn't having any of his bullshit. He was also yelling loud enough to startle the ravens in the nearby trees. The others just ignored him while you watched on curiously. But it started to get a little sad and you valued your eardrums. Rummaging through your bag, you take out a baggie of apple slices and head closer to the stable. You pull out a slice and whistle to them. Sebek never turned his head so fast and watched as his horse huffed at him and trotted over to nibble on your treats.
Needless to say, Sebek tried hard to dislike you for that alone.
But you kept visiting. He kept struggling. You kept winning over his (not so) trusty steed. So, he over compensates by showing off and bragging about stuff he can do that you can't. You put your chin in your hands and smile. There was something sweet about the way he wanted to prove himself. And clearly he was bothered by your visits. So you straight up tell him that you're going to teach him how to connect with his horse.
"Human! What makes you think you can order me around so confidently?!" He opens his mouth wide enough to show off his cute little fairy fangs. You shrug and start to walk off until "Where are you going?!"
"I figured that was your way of telling me no." He sputters as if your reasoning was preposterous. "What? What's with that face?"
"I...would like you to teach me..."
And from there, Sebek fell for you. He was already into you from day one, but he wouldn't admit it. What started as a little here and there visit became a routine for you both. The one time you aren't able to make it and all of a sudden, Sebek is flagging you down outside of your classroom. "Senpai! Where were you yesterday?!" You nearly jump out of your skin at the sound of his voice. As your heart starts to settle, you get the pleasure of listening to Sebbie lecture you about punctuality and keeping promises. A question finally interrupts him.
"Sebek-kun...do you wanna get lunch together?" His cheeks turn the prettiest shade of red when you lace your fingers through his. Sebek is such a good boy that he couldn't possibly turn you down.
BONUS! YUUKEN!
Haha look, Yuuken is cute and I kind of view him as his own person.
Yuuken friendzones you. Yeah, surprisingly you confessed to him and he turns you down. Not because of attraction but because he's from a whole other universe and falling in love only to come back to our shitty world would be heartbreaking. He doesn't want to put you through that. But that doesn't mean that he doesn't have feelings for you.
Yeah, he's noticed you. You flirt with him like everyone else does. But he likes when you do it. He flirts back for once. There's also something else that you do while he's there. You listen to him. Over time, you've noticed that Yuuken carries the entire school on his back. Overblots, unpleasant students, and Crowley. All of it takes a toll and you're always there to help. You weren't a main character. Just someone in the mob.
This one is after Idia's blot. You visit with tons of snacks for him (and Grim) and just let him vent. You always try to listen to everything and be an active listener. But you were kind of tired. It wasn't anything he said, you just had a long day. "You should get to bed," he said quietly, stopping just before the good part.
"No! I'm listening...I'm..." a yawn interrupts you. In your lap, Grim was already asleep. It was pretty late, wasn't it? "Please finish."
He smiles softly at you and lets you scoot closer to him on the couch. He's so warm. Yuuken continues his story and you're fully asleep by the time he gets to the end.
I would imagine that you two kind of have this "rumored" romance. The way yall smile, laugh and love up on each other really got people chatting. And his buddies (ACE...) is complaining that he didn’t have a chance with either of you. But you're both swearing up and down that you're just really close. Riiight.
"We're just friends..."
"Good friends or super good friends?"
"What’s the distinction?"
"You guys always run off without us!" They're pressed but like they get it. You're hot. They'd all ditch each other to hang out with someone older. Foolish boys.
But there was that time y'all kissed. It was an accident, you swear! During the Halloween Party, y'all got pretty turnt and shared a heated kiss. While neither of you bring it up, there's always that lingering feeling. What could be is right there yet just out of reach.
Of all the things that could inspire me. Its a fnaf cryptid post. I used monsters since the cryptids I found weren't as fun as I wanted them to be. Oh well!
Warnings: None
Characters: Riddle, Azul, Idia
If you like what you see, feel free to shoot me a request! Anon isn't on but I won't post your name unless you ask me to. ✌🏿
Monster!Riddle would probably make a good sleep paralysis demon? Well, in theory. You'd been pulling all nighters to get through your exams. Since its your finals before graduation, you're pretty stressed. The week before, you had ended up falling asleep halfway through your cram session. Books and pens and paper were scattered all on top of you as you have THAT kind of dream again. You know the one. Where you dream of going through your day only to find out that you'd been in bed the whole time. But this time, when you realize that you're lucid, he is there.
By your bedside, a shadowy figure is pawing at the supplies scattered on your lap. You wanna yell at him, but you're woefully immobile. "You can't possibly believe that studying this way will help you," when he looks to you, fear swells in your heart. All you could make out were cold gray and the rest of him is short and comprised of black shadows and red haze. His long claws picks up your textbook curiously, careful not to rip anything. "Interesting. The history of you humans never ceases to amaze me." Then he notices your (lovingly refurbished) tablet and is about to reach for it. You manage to whimper in protest.
Then he stops. The concern in your eyes tells him what the matter was. The monster leaves it alone, but now his attention is completely on you. Despite the initial terror, you can sort of make out a face when he's face to face with you. Maybe you're still dreaming or crazy, but he sort of has a baby face. Then he says something that surprises you.
"Can you show me more?"
Monster!Azul: would be a kraken. Why wouldn't he be? You'd been shipwrecked and stranded on an uninhibited island. Not only are you desperate for a way back to civilization, you've also been extremely lonely. Or at least, you would have been if you weren't being helped by what you could only assume was a spirit on the island. From catching fish to knocking down trees to even warning you of storms, the spirit seems tentatively friendly. That is, until you finally make the boat you'd been working on. It's a raft, but still.
And so you whisper a prayer of gratitude to the spirit and set sail. And you get some distance...until a huge wave knocks you over, decimating your tiny little bundle of wood. You have no time to panic as something grabs your ankle and drags you down. You're sure you're drowning, but you didn't have to take even one gulp air. And yet, you gasp and flail with terror as you come face to face with your spirit. He's huge. His hand wraps around your entire body and you cease moving in fear of being squeezed to death.
"I do believe it’s time to collect on those favors," he says.
Monster!Idia is a mothman and hes still pathetic. You're out with some friends in a cabin for the weekend. Its pretty boring since your buddies are on the glamp type beat. Still, you got all this shit bc you wanted to rough it in the woods, damn it!! So you grab your shit and hike out away from them. They begged you to take your phone, but a REAL camper has nothing but moss on the trees and the moon. Its pretty full too.
So its going well for a bit until it rains. Too far to get back to the cabin, you hide out in a cave. Thankfully you salvaged what you can and make a fire for the night. You're tired and you start to regret everything. Then your eyes close. You swear you heard something shuffling around but you hope it's just the dead leaves and crackling fire. Until you feel something watching you. Your eyes shoot open and before you is a fuzzy man with wings tucked discreetly behind his back. Someone screams but it wasn’t you. It was him, and he scurries away from you.
"Eek! Y-you're alive?!"
"Of course I am! Why on earth would you think I was dead?"
"I just figured...since you're here and not at that cabin...you must have died to come all the way out here." He stays close to the fire, glancing at it every now and then.
"Ah, no...I wanted to rough it in the woods. That's the point of camping."
"...That's stupid," he finally says after a long silence. You sit up in shock. "You didn’t even pack anything useful for your mission. If it wasn't for this cave, it really would be game over for you." The lanky man grins, and his razor sharp teeth makes you shiver. Then, he moves slightly and scoots only a little closer. You catch a glimpse of the underside of his wings and see brilliant cerulean and black.
"It was the rain," you manage to reply. "Had it not been for that, I wouldn't have lost half my stuff." Crossing your arms, you try to rub off the goosebumps on your skin. Another long silence before you see that blue again, this time around your shoulder. The mothman had moved closer.
"I read that humans can get cold easily...so uh...just this once...I'll let you warm up." Neither of you acknowledge the blushes that forms on both your faces.
CW: Fem!Reader giving sloppy toppy. Giving dome. Bobbin on the knob. Oral. Oh also Riddle's hung so yeah. Do not interact with this post if you are under 18 or don't have your age in your bio. You WILL be immediately blocked.
A/N: I was gonna finish part two of the first years thing but I got to thinking about this. Don't perceive me.
Sooooooooo, Riddle is def the kind of boy who would freak out if suddenly met with an s/o looking to suck him off. I got a few scenarios too. Im a whore for him and my mouth is made for him. Seriously, i blacked out for half of this.
In the rose garden would catch him by surprise for sure. It's another tea party and like usual, its a controlled chaos. Riddle is trying to have a conversation with Trey, but its hard when you're groping his thighs. You are sitting there smiling and pretending to be invested in whatever Cater is telling Ace but every so often you glance to see your boyfriend clear his throat and shift slightly. You've got your hand on one of his thick thighs and it's moving higher up and between his legs.
Riddle's trying to keep his composure. You'd been pretty needy lately and although he promised that he'd give you attention tonight, his strict curfew and this long ass party won't give you enough time with him before bed. So, this is your alternative. Your fingers sink into his soft meaty legs and the glint of anger in his big pretty eyes sends a delightful surge of excitement to your pussy. Fuck, you love when he gives you that look. It meant that you're gonna have it coming later.
When your fingers brush against a familiar lump, Riddle's face softens. He's rather sensitive and those skintight pants make it impossible for him to wear underwear. He tries to drink his tea as your index finger traces the thickness strained against his thigh. You haven't gone all the way yet, but you didn't shy away from your urges. And you can't take it anymore.
Nobody notices when you slip out of your chair and under the table. Nobody but Riddle. In that moment, he decides that he can't call you out on it. Unless he wanted the entire party to see his scepter, he has to sit there. Underneath, you're dragging your tongue along the outline of his cock, leaving slight wet stains on the fabric. You can't hold back as you go right for the main course. Pulling down his pants, his dick slowly rises once its free. You personally blame Riddle for your oral fixation.
His cock is girthy, and the tip gets bright red when he's horny, upset, embarrassed...or any other emotion he goes through when you do shit like this. Does it bother him? Yes. Does he cum harder when you're in public? Also yes. Why else would you do it besides your nympho tendencies? Your mouth is watering as you open wide to lead his cockhead past your lips. Riddle's pre spurts out when you twirl your tongue. His thighs tense up for a moment and you rub gentle circles with your thumbs to calm him down.
"Are you alright? You look a little red."
"Ah, it's nothing."
"Wait, where's...I don't see them anywhere."
"They had to...ahem, make a call." He's an awful liar, but no one calls him out on it. He's screaming on the inside as his dick slides deeper down your throat. The first time you did that, his soul nearly ascended. You wish you could see his face. He always makes the cutest reactions and its a shame when you miss out. Riddle's cock is throbbing just like you like it. Soon, you reach his base. Your nose gets buried in his soft rosebush. Despite the shower, his natural scent is already coming through. With a pleased sigh, you pull back slightly before setting a slow pace. It was agony for him but he can handle a little torture.
Riddle's weak now. His legs have gone slack as you very nearly suck the life out of him. Sweat clings to the back of his neck and he's got the cutest rosy red on his cheeks. You were nothing but trouble and yet...he never made you stop. Every time you got between his legs, Riddle never pulled you off. How could he when you clung to him so tightly?
Your eyes lull closed and you're slobbering all over him. When you grab his ass, Riddle bucks suddenly. That's when you bob your head faster. One of his hands grabs your hair and he pulls. Hard. That nearly makes you cum. Enough playing around. Riddle pulls on your hair until most of his dick is out of your mouth before he slams back into you.
When he cums, he makes sure you take it all. He likes to paint your face white, but since everyone is still milling about, you gotta swallow. The queen is pretty demanding but isn't that why he's in charge in the first place? Once he finishes, you're humping his leg like a bitch in heat. The slick of your pussy stains his boot but you genuinely couldn't care less. One more thing for him to punish you for. Just the thought of him finally fucking you into his mattress eggs you on.
And yes. Trey probably figures out what you were doing down there.
The library isn't off limits either. Like ok.
Riddle's not seen you in some time because exams always sends him into overdrive. He tends to push people away during his study sessions because when it comes to exams, he goes at it alone. Unfortunately, he demands that you also keep your distance too. Sad face. You understand, though. He's type A and you're distracting. Still, he sends you texts and sweet little notes to let you know that he does think about you. Really, your relationship is usually really sweet and cute outside of all the oral (and anal).
Anyway, you miss him. Of course you do! Your fingers are soaked and you've been moaning loud enough to scare the ghosts. Surely he's been stressed, right? Right.
You go on the prowl for him, asking around to find him. Its that terrifying glint in your eye that finally makes everyone fess up: he's in the library. Riddle won't mind if you pay him a visit. He needs a break. A good intense break.
"I thought I told you to keep your distance," he says firmly. Riddle's had his nose in his book but when your perfume comes wafting by him, he's ready to kick you out. But it's hard. When you wear lipstick, he knows you're not playing around with him. There's no way to get rid of you once you put make up on. "Darling, we can't."
"Aren’t you stressed? Pent up? Besides, you need more breaks," you plop down next to him. Riddle closes his book and stands up.
"I'll have plenty of time for you once exams are over," he promises as he disappears into the rows of bookshelves. "They're insatiable." He mutters as he puts the book back into its proper place. Once he turns around, you're behind him. Riddle nearly screams but you're pressing kisses onto his lips to shut him up. Caged between your arms, your boyfriend looks at you like a terrified animal. He knows what's coming next.
"I wasn't asking. I was telling," now your kisses trail to his neck, leaving marks all over his pale skin. Riddle begs for mercy when you rip his vest and blouse open. The air conditioning makes his nipples harden. You're already teasing and sucking on his sensitive pudgy chest once he's exposed. In your excitement, you bite into him. Those moans and squeals are too fucking good. And his tummy. Oh, it's just as soft as the rest of him. Here, you bite a whole lot more and make sure to kiss hard enough to bruise lightly. All he can do is hold onto your shoulders when you unzip his pants and let them fall. Finally.
From this angle, you can look at him while you do it. Any time he gets shy, you have to bite his belly to get his attention again. His eyes do focus on you and he's trying not to cry as you cover his dick in lipstick kisses. Eye contact both turned him on and embarrassed him in these moments. You drape one of his legs over your shoulder and let him set the speed. From what you can tell, he's been wound tightly. You empty his balls nearly every day so going without for a week was probably killing him.
I love the idea of him being the type to have absolutely no rhythm when he's horny. Riddle's brain shuts off pretty quickly once he gives in. Just like now. Your throats being fucked and effectively keeps you from breathing properly. It's like he's trying to bruise your esophagus now. With nothing else to hold onto, you grab his fat ass. "Ahn! Haah! Damn it..." he curses as he puts more weight on you. If this is how you die there'd be no complaints from you. Tears well in the corner of your eyes and now your mascara starts trailing down your cheeks. The lipstick was long smudged already too.
Your throat was so tight and wet around his dick. Part of him wished he'd never told you to stay away. Maybe he would have been less stressed with you around. Then again, plugging your hole after such a long time felt even better. Now he's letting out these cute little grunts and growls with each thrust. Riddle bites his lip to keep from getting any louder. You have to brace yourself now that he's getting sloppy.
"Almost...almost..." Riddle's balls tighten and his hips still as he shoots his thick heavy load straight down your throat. Of course you take it like a champ. With a heaving chest, he pulls out. Immediately, you miss that full feeling in your mouth. "You're...you're going to be the death of me..." Riddle pants. Then he pulls you up to your feet and kiss you. "Perhaps a proper break is in order?"
May I request platonic Diasomnia with a first year reader who’s Lilia’s daughter (making her Silver’s younger sister) and she’s half fae but due to where she grew up she became insecure about her pointed ears so she hides them. But she was taken as a baby but she reunited with her family at the dorm selection thing (I forgot what it’s called) because she got teleported to this world for unknown reason (so she’s like MC)
I hope I understood your prompt right! MC who was spirited away as a child and returns after all these years?
Warnings: Just casually crushing everyone's heart in my bare hands.
Characters: Lilia and Silver
Lilia remembers picking up two babies in his lifetime: the first was Silver and half a year later was you. By this time, he'd gotten SOME kind of understanding of how to keep a kid from eating too much dirt or climbing on the roof. Hey, you and your brother got into serious hijinks. But still, you were happy as can be...despite the reason you were adopted in the first place.
A child born of human and fae, your birth mother disowned you. She, unlike the Zigvolts was unable to keep you lest she face ridicule and destitution. Abandoned at a place of worship, you cried and cried for what seemed like ages until Lilia rescued you. You smelled human, but the ears said otherwise. You were a funny looking thing, but what baby isn't? And so you had a charmed life.
You trained beside the boys though Sebek often wanted to leave you out of it. Still, you were given a wooden sword to play with and pretend you were rescuing a prince(ess) in distress. Frolicking in the woods, talking to animals and watching Silver use magic were all activities you adored. You knew nothing of your sad origin and looked forward to your happy future.
Until one day, you were playing hide and seek with your brother. You were like, what, four? Five? Too young to gain your consciousness for sure. Silver was good at hiding but you were determined to find him. That is, until you happened upon an old woman crying. You, being the sweet little thing you were, approached her.
"What’s wrong?"
"I've lost something most precious to me...!" The crone sobbed. Fat tears rolled down her wrinkly cheeks as you tried to console her.
"Maybe I can help!" You beam. Almost instantly, her tears subsided.
"Really? You would help someone as wayward and pathetic as me?" You nodded excitedly. "Well, aren't you precious! Follow me, child." And with a flick of her cloak, you and the woman disappeared in thin air.
No one knows what happened to you that night. Lilia couldn't console Silver who mourned your supposed passing. Inside, your father feared the worst for you too.
Years passed. Seasons shifted, and your family was forced to change and grow without you. That is until you returned. The woman who took you wasn't any ordinary crone. She'd come to collect a debt wracked up by your birth father. Yes, through your years, you doubled as a daughter and a servant in the other realm. It wouldn't have been so bad if you weren't forced to stay in a shitty apartment building, subjected to the teasing and derision of the humans around you. They thought you were a cursed little thing. Your "mother" never bothered to refute their remarks.
"Oh, darling. Those people out there don't understand you like I do. You may look funny, but I took you in when no one else would. When I saw you by the riverbank, I knew that I would be the one to rescue you."
But what is love if its eternal servitude? Paying back a mother who only used you for convenience? You often had dreams of another world, a place where you weren't the odd one out. But magic wasn't real. This? This was real.
Then...it happens. You wake up in a coffin and for a brief moment, you wondered if your mother finally just got tired of you. But of course we know better.
So the Grim stuff happens and all the while, Lilia and Silver are in disbelief. That couldn't be...there was no way...the world could only be so cruel. When they called your name, you turned around, confused. Lilia is the first to nearly knock you off your feet. He's hugging you with all his strength, not caring who sees. Silver tries to contain himself but he's just as overwhelmed. But he sees your confusion and pulls his father away.
"Uh, I'm sorry, you have the wrong person." The sound of Lilia’s heart breaking was loud enough to shake the entire mirror hall. Onlookers whispered and pointed, but he had to fix his face and put on a smile.
"So sorry, darling! I didn't mean to startle you," he laughed it off and you gave him a funny look before following Crowley to Ramshackle. This wouldn't be the end. Lilia had every intention of making you remember. Silver placed a warm hand on his shoulder. "That's her. I know it."
"I...believe you," he replied carefully. "But we can't scare her off, either. She probably doesn't recognize us anymore."
A short Drabble of Ace getting a taste of his own medicine.
Pairing: Reader/Ace
SFW with some Suggestive themes. Mature Audiences only.
Ace sighed with boredom as he looked at the back of your head. This was sooo boring! He hated lecture classes and he hated not being able to sit next to you either. Your hair looked so soft and shiny. You reach up to push it behind your ear and he silently wished he could kiss your ears. Ace closed his eyes. C'mon, that's so stupid, he thought. He was soo not crushing on you.
He had it bad. Everywhere you went, he wanted to follow. Every time you smiled, his cheeks warmed. It was a curse. Ace opened his eyes and frowned at you. Without hesitation, he grabbed your hair and yanked as hard as he could. You yell in pain, causing everyone to turn their eyes on you. Trein stopped his droning to scold you. "Yuu, if you disrupt the class, you'll face serious consequences. I don't tolerate tomfoolery."
"S-sorry, sir..." You were too embarrassed to tell everyone that someone pulled your hair.
"Yeah, Yuu. Stop being a clown," Ace snickered at you. He seemed to be the only one pleased by your embarrassment. Your eyes narrow suspiciously at him. Did Ace pull on your hair like that? No, he wouldn't. Ace was a jerk, but not one to physically assault...okay yeah, he probably did it. When class ended, you immediately got out of your seat and waited for him. The glare on your face said it all but he just smiled innocently. “What? What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like th-”
You grabbed the back of his head and pulled on his hair as hard as Ace pulled yours. “That wasn’t very nice, Ace. I don’t like being embarrassed like that,” You pouted and tugged harder, earning a surprised squeal from the redhead.
“I-I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!” His words tumbled out as you kept a tight grip on his curly auburn locks. Ace shivered and bit his lip at the serious tone in your voice. What the hell was happening to him? He’d never seen you like this before. It was...exciting. You let go of him and sigh.
“Good. I don’t want to have to do something like that again...” You turned on your heels and left. Ace had to hold onto the wall to keep his knees from giving out underneath him. His mind was already coming up with ways to piss you off again.
