#hatbox anons

[thehatboxwitch]

More Phai plssss where he can’t stop druggin y/n 😖

TW // NSFW, drugging, gn!reader

Phainon thinks he's found the perfect balance in life.

Oh, what balance, you might ask? Of course he means just the right amount of sleeping draught in your dinner, just enough to make you sleepy and soft and pliant under his hands, just enough so that you'll part your legs for him without a peep and murmur his name in that drowsy, adorable way of yours.

And by the time daytime comes around, you're none the wiser. Sometimes you wake up with him next to you. Sometimes you don't. The soreness between your legs has been so persistent that you've been wanting to have it looked it, but any preliminary investigations would immediately reveal exactly what's been happening to you each night. Phainon's been distracting you from going.

But he just can't stop. Your head lolls against the crook of his neck, and if this was under any other circumstance, it would have been almost romantic. Alas.

Phainon cups your chin, bringing you toward him for a kiss. You acquiesce easily, letting him slip his tongue inside and taste the inside of your mouth. How addictive you tasted. How addictive it felt to delude himself into thinking that you would ever reciprocate his feelings, his gestures.

"Baby," he murmurs against your lips, laying you down on the bed. You blink back heavily at him. Phainon doesn't think you even recognise him in this state. Oh, how he wished you could... but sacrifices had to be made, sometimes. He could live with this much.

He slings one of your legs over his shoulder, brushing his thumb over your slit. You whimper, hips jerking up at the contact.

"You're so sensitive like this," he teases, laughing softly when you turn your face away. "C'mon. Don't hide from me now."

Your pussy is weeping after just a couple of caresses, and Phainon sinks two fingers into you easily. He nearly groans with you, tight, squeezing snugly around him, so warm that Phainon just wants to bury himself into you and die there happily.

"Love you," he mutters, resting his forehead against yours. "Call me Phainon, okay? Phai."

"Phai," you mumble after him. "S'good..."

Phainon strokes your ribbed walls gently, slowly, making sure to follow the veins within you to where you were the most sensitive. You're trembling, already, your arousal leaking out around his fingers, rewarding him with tiny gasps and writhes.

"You can cum for me," Phainon coos. "Come on. Cum for me."

He finds that spongy, soft spot within you, and curls his fingers in a come-hither motion. You cry out instantly, arching into him, kicking out sharply at the suddenness of your orgasm.

Phainon guides you gently onto your knees. You curl up, too buzzed to do anything else but obey. "Relax, okay? It's my turn."

[thehatboxwitch]

hey !! i saw that your requests were open, i’m not sure if you take twst requests but if yes then may i request jade leech x reader where jade uses reader’s body and says its just for him to learn the human anatomy or something? fingers reader to oblivion and eats her out all for the sake of ‘research.’ it’s completely okay if not, thank you 💓

thank you for the request!! i've been looking to get a vgen code which means i need at least 5 unique comments under a post - a bit of a shot in the dark but i'd be super appreciative if you guys could leave a comment if you enjoyed this piece! 🥹

"J-Jade."

You tangle your fingers in his hair, scraping the loose strands back from his face. You think he looks more attractive this way - slightly mussed up, eyes glittering with the promise of something mischievous, flushed even in the low light.

"Hm?" He bares his teeth at you in a grin.

"I-I don't think this is a good idea." You squeak slightly when he slings your leg over his shoulder. "I've never..."

"Relax, my dear. I'll be gentle."

"That's not- mmph-"

Jade swipes the tip of his tongue over his lips at the glisten of arousal between your folds. “Humans produce so much liquids. When you’re sad, when you’re hungry… when you’re aroused.” You squirm uncomfortably at his words. “No?"

You aren't sure if you want to escape away from him or force him to bury his fingers into you. Jade strokes gently around your puffy folds, letting the sharp edge of a nail scrape next to your clit ever so slightly. You bite back an embarrassing sound.

"Ah, so this spot is particularly sensitive," he murmurs to himself. "Pretty as a pearl. Should I start calling you pearl, my sweet?"

"P-please don't." You stifle a groan when he swipes his fingers over your slit, gathering up your slick.

"Keep looking at me, my pearl." Jade reaches out with a long, deceptively strong arm, squeezing your cheeks in his hand. His eyes glitter as he brings his hand up to his face - and inhales deeply.

You face floods with heat. "Stop- ah-"

"Shhh," he soothes. Your back arches towards him as he pushes in, fingers scrabbling for purchase on his forearm. "The more you move, the less accurate my results will be. Allow me to become familiar with the anatomy of your insides, then I'll let you go..."

[thehatboxwitch]

first time for everything

afab, gn!reader

characters: phainon, sunday

Phainon

His hands are hot on your skin, his mouth warm and wet as Phainon kisses mindlessly up and down your body.

"Phainon," you gasp, clutching at wherever you can reach - hair, shoulders, skin. "Phainon."

"'m here," he mutters back. "Right here."

He peels your underwear off, kneading at your stomach, your hips. You're so soft and pliant under his hands, but compared to him...

Phainon frees his cock, slipping off his clothes until he's completely naked, and rests his hard cock on your stomach.

...you're so small. He stares, apprehensively, his enthusiasm waning slightly.

"I'll be fine." You scratch at the nape of his neck and Phainon nearly folds. "Just take it slow. I'll tell you if it hurts."

"...Okay." He blinks lovingly down at you, then leans down and gives you a kiss. Phainon didn't know if he could trust himself, but he trusted you. That was enough, wasn't it?

You hiss when he begins to push past your tight ring of muscle, your hands tangling into his hair.

"Keep going," you pant. "I'm okay."

Phainon keeps going.

You feel so impossibly tight around him, so warm and wet and fluttering desperately to contain all of him that Phainon couldn’t believe that this was what he’d been missing out on. Compared to his fist, with you squirming underneath him, whimpering ever so slightly, this was heaven. You were heavenly.

Phainon keeps pushing himself in. You gasp, your breath catching impossibly, your moans getting louder. He’s still going, and you feel wetter and warmer and more sensitive as he inches his way into you.

“Phainon.” You sink your nails into his shoulder. Your legs are trembling, you nerves beginning to spark with an unfamiliar, overwhelming sensation. “Ph- I think I’m- mmph~”

You cum sharply, your walls sucking him in so suddenly that Phainon bottoms out. Your back arches against him, spasming around the heavy hotness inside you, filling you up where you hadn’t even known you were empty.

Sunday

"Tell me if- ah- it hurts," Sunday says faintly.

"I'm fine," you murmur soothingly, running your hands up and down his back. “Are you okay?”

“I’m- mmh- good.” Sunday’s breath trembles sweetly in his throat. “So good…”

You stroke down his chest, thumbing over a nipple. He gasps, pressing closer to you though he can’t get much closer, his cock jumping inside of you.

“Good boy,” you say. Sunday whimpers, wet lashes brushing against your shoulder. “Good boy. You can move.”

“O-okay.” Sunday pulls out and eases back into you. A muffled moan slips out from him. You’re so wet and tight and warm. He’d never felt such sheer warmth before. Was this okay? Was he allowed to feel this good?

As if you read his mind, you reach down to play with your clit and immediately tighten further around him. “You can cum for me,” you say breathlessly. “C’mon. A little faster.”

“Faster.” Sunday sounds dazed, lost in the feeling of you. He picks up the pace, slowly at the first, then starts rutting into you like an animal. “Oh, so, so…”

His nails bite into your sides first. You clench around him, feeling yourself approach your high - Sunday buries his face into your neck, his whimpers pitching higher and higher, and with a sharp thrust he spills hot and fast inside you.

You moan, letting yourself topple over the edge with him. Sunday ruts through both your orgasms, gasping your name like a prayer.

[thehatboxwitch]

Hi hi <3 I love the way you write Anaxa so much— could you do one where he has his favorite student in his office after a hard day and he has to make them be quiet so they don’t get caught? <3

gender and sex neutral

"Keep your voice down," Anaxa's voice rumbles in your ear. "Or you'll be marking all my papers for the rest of the week."

You whimper in response, because his hand, hot and calloused, is pressed over your mouth, gripping your jaw shut.

You squeeze your eyes shut for a moment, feeling tears prickle at the corners. He’s so warm, consuming, handling you as he pleased, claiming you inside and out-

A cry escapes your grasp as Anaxagoras tugs your backwards onto his dick. He scrapes against something deep within you and you writhe helplessly in his grasp.

"Y' gonna make me- mmph- Anaxa, please," you pant, straining against him. His hand is splayed over your lower stomach, pushing you into him with each slow, measured thrust.

"Behave," he murmurs lowly. "Or was I wrong to pin you as my favourite?" When you don't respond, you feel Anaxagoras' lips curl against your neck. "Should I have picked that other student instead? The one you're always bickering with? They have eyes for me too, you know."

Anaxagoras turns cruel when he's high-strung, and the thrill of prospective betrayal sends you clenching around him. You shake your head furiously as best you can. He chuckles, a cold, familiar sound that you'd grown to associate with moments stolen alone and hushed, quick sessions in secret.

"So be good. I still have much more to show you."

requests are open!

[thehatboxwitch]

phainon nsfw alphabet was so good!! mydei nsfw alphabet too please 🙏

mydei nsfw alphabet. gender neutral, TW // nsfw. original template by the-coldest-goodbye.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

it depends on his mood. mydei will either stay up long after, wandering around doing things and being unwilling to sleep, or he'll let himself fall asleep with you. he doesn't really have a preference for either side.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

mydei's drive is pretty high, objectively, but he's far too respectful for that. he'll find all means and ways to talk himself out of his more carnal desires, convincing himself that you're probably tired of him wanting you all the time. whatever your drive is, he really isn't roping you into sex as much as he thinks he is.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

we've all seen mydei's body - well-sculpted, almost inhumanly so, yet he's acutely aware of his own strength.

his dick is a little shorter than phainon's, but thick, thicker at the base so you feel him the best when he's sheathed all the way inside of you.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

his hair down there has a gradient similar to the hair on his head, red at the base and yellow at the ends. he smells a bit spicy, a bit musky overall.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

in the beginning, it's a little embarrassing for mydei to be open with the sounds he makes. but eventually he becomes comfortable enough for you to here his grunts, gasps, each shaky breath as you clench tight around him. he's not too loud, but he's not quiet either.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

mydei isn’t really in the habit of teasing. but every so often he’ll rub his dick on the outside of your hole, tapping it so you blush from the sounds, or slip just the tip inside and slide out again just to watch you squirm.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he’d be happy to have a simple vibrator for you - good to use inside you, or on your nipples, or in your mouth (?) mydei’s a seasoned warrior. he knows how to make a little go a long way.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

mydei can go for as many or as little rounds as you’d like. he’s good at assessing how long you’ll last today or the next, and match your stamina and how long you’ll last. in that sense it’s kind of difficult to know exactly how long he can last or how many rounds he can go for - and it’s probably not a good idea to test his limits. you don’t want to find out.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

mydei isn’t against kinks, but he’s not too excited for them either. he’s down to try whatever you like, but he’s very careful to pace you and mind your limits. sometimes you think he knows you better than you know yourself.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

quickies fulfill him the same way teasing does. mydei doesn't like to do them often, but when he does, he'll hit you fast - and hard. it's like he tries to pack the same amount of pleasure into a shorter amount of time. after a quick session where he wears you out once again, you wonder if it's really worth it when you're so boneless after.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

mydei likes starting off slow. naturally he goes rougher, sheathing himself to the base each time until you swear his tip is kissing your cervix, and he adjusts his pace accordingly. oftentimes he's hitting out a fast rhythm of the headboard against the wall right before he finishes.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

oral isn't strictly his thing - mydei prefers using his fingers or his dick. but if he must, he prefers giving rather than receiving. receiving just looks too uncomfortable for you, trying to fit your jaw around his sizeable cock, not to mention how much you have to move to get his entire length... if he wanted to get his dick wet, he'd just put it in some other hole of yours.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

mydei refuses to slap you. he's tried it once, slapping you lightly on the face. but he felt so terrible when he watched your skin turn red that he had to pause the session, care for you and give you lots of cuddles (never mind that you were fine, he's just a gentleman like that.) before picking up where he left off.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when you stand up for yourself, or god forbid, for him, mydei finds that a big turn on. he likes seeing the fire in people, more so when the fire gets lit on behalf of someone else. or him! who would ever think of defending him, a chrysos heir who parades around showing off how strong he is? you, apparently. he finds it endlessly endearing.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

mydei likes doing it in the bath. he'll submerge himself in the hot waters, coax you in with him, and turn the temperature up just a bit too much. slightly dazed and perspiring, that's when he finds that you want to work off the built up heat inside you. fucking you is fun when you're slightly desperate and slightly mad.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

i don't think it quite qualifies as a kink, but mydei likes seeing you cum in as few thrusts as possible. if you're oversensitive, it's easy to cum as soon as mydei pushes his tip just inside your tight entrance. then he picks up the pace just to see you cum again in as fast as he can make you.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

it's fun to watch him jack off, if mutual masturbation is something you're into. mydei cums so much and his dick twitches so wildly that you can't help but imagine it doing the same inside of you.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he's not really the romantic sort, in the sense where he'll set up the lighting and whisper lots of sweet things to you. but mydei is always very careful to pay attention to your limits, and it's easy to feel loved through that.

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

mydei doesn't groom himself. frankly he doesn't care, but after getting with you, he tries to put in some effort and trims himself. sometimes. not that it really matters to him either way.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he's naturally a bit on the serious side, but not in a heavy sense. just don't be expecting mydei to be cracking any jokes while in bed.

f = favourite position (this goes without saying)

mydei likes when he can see your face, first of all. taking you from the back feels far too impersonal for his liking, like he's just using you for pleasure. with your knees to your chest, or you lying on your side, as long as he can hold you close and kiss you is good for him.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he's vaguely experienced, but it feels like he's more than he is. mydei has a good instinct for how the human body acts, and he's picked up bits and pieces of tricks from conversations he's overheard over the years. he's not dumb, after all. and as long as he takes it slow and gentle, he's able to understand your body in no time.

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

it's sounds pretty gross, but mydei had once jerked off into your bath. a few times. then he'd mixed in some soap so you couldn't tell what was what. he'd never told you and you'd never know, but he was so ashamed afterward that he promised himself he'd never do it again.

(still, there's a small part of him that thinks about it occasionally and misses being that freaky.)

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

mydei cums a lot, and his dick twitches a lot when he's cumming, making you feel better especially when he thrusts after to bring you to your high.

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

mydei likes your playing with your nipples. they're an underrated part on a body, he feels, sensitive and fun to tweak and watch you squirm. he likes it when you play with his too.

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

while you're still lying exhausted, trying to catch your breath, mydei will quickly wipe you down with some warm water and bundle you up into a blanket. he wants you to able to transition to sleep as comfortably as possible, so maybe he'll even dress you in your sleepwear and hold you close.

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[thehatboxwitch]

phaidei x reader? what do you think their dynamic would be like…. nsfw and sfw please 🙏

assuming this is yandere! and also linking some phainon x reader posts i've written to do a bit of advertisement hehehe.

It's impossible to ever really tell that Phainon is a yandere. He's so normal, it seems to you, and even when your sixth sense tingles with something, it's so difficult to pinpoint what.

Everyone around you loves Phainon besides. When you bring up your concerns to your family or friends or even the local woo-woo fortune teller, you're met with a collective skepticism. Is that really Phainon you're talking about? they ask you. The hero of Okhema?

That's provided you can even begin to put into words what so unsettles you about Phainon. Is it the glint in his eye, or how the letter on your table disappeared mysteriously when you got home from work? None of these are good enough reason to take to court. Yet you can't shake the feeling...

Phainon yandere profile in gentle captivity “vampiric” AU

Phainon thinks that sex is the ultimate expression of love, and he's so, so eager to get into bed with you. But he'll wait, of course, as long as you like! (So he tells himself.) The hero of Okhema is nothing but noble, after all.

He's so desperate to get even an inkling of your physical attention that anything could turn him on - brushing his hair, massaging the nape of his neck.

Phainon NSFW alphabet Phainon bottoming Phainon and breeding some kind of thing that involves drugging at the end Phainon and drugging

[thehatboxwitch]

Just saw you do a twst request! If you’re willing to write a more dominant reader (just ignore if you’re not, no worries) can you do a malleus x reader where his horns are really sensitive and he lets the reader feel them up?

Him trying so hard to sit still and be good for you but every movement makes him wish you were touching somewhere lower down as well…

Thank you!

thank you for the request!! i've been looking to get a vgen code which means i need at least 5 unique comments under a post - if you can, please leave a comment if you enjoyed this piece!

Malleus tries to sit as still as possible despite the universe doing everything to implore him otherwise.

Your fingernails scratch against the roughness of his horns, the pads of your fingers sliding over the slight bumps of keratin that have grown out of his head in sections. Your face is scrunched up in focus, your teeth worrying your bottom lip ever so slightly - Malleus can feel his face warm upon noticing his own close inspection of your features.

“It’s cool,” you mutter to yourself. “Is this what elephant tusks feel like?”

Malleus can’t be sure what elephant tusks feel like, but all he knows is that he’s glad the elephant wasn’t treated to such… bliss. Each stroke feels like you’ve reached into his chest and seized his heart instead, like a gentle hand protecting a fluttering bird.

When you move away and reach back for another round, he can’t stop the sudden rumble of pleasure in his chest. You both pause, and then a grin slowly spreads across your features.

“Does it feeling that good, Malleus?” you ask, tone lilting.

His face definitely flushes this time, but all protests die away when you drag your fingers from the base of his horns all the way to the pointed tip in one fell stroke.

Base… tip… Something stirs in his pants. Malleus shuts his eyes, biting back a building hiss of pleasure before you can notice. Your face… those eyes… surely this is how Eve felt before the apple, right?

“Aw, Mal. Don’t be shy. Should I help you with that?”

Of course you’d noticed. You reach for the bulge in his pants, peeling his hands away and pressing down gently. A moan bubbles up from somewhere primal, and Malleus twitches in your grasp.

You kiss his jaw. “It’s alright. You can touch me.”

His eyes fly open, and his hands are on you before you know it, pushing you back into the mattress.

[thehatboxwitch]

Please more non-con with Anaxa you write it so well

fem!reader, TW // nsfw, non-con, implied drugging, reader explicitly does not consent.

"shh," he soothes, though you aren't saying anything.

anaxa's fingers stroke down over your throat, pressing just hard enough into the hollow of your throat to make you squirm uncomfortably. the flash of satisfaction that passes over his face is unmistakable, though if it's from the way you clench around him or your discomfort, you can't tell.

"i don't want this," you struggle out, lifting a hand to his. anaxa just laces his fingers with yours, pinning your arm above your head.

"yes, you do," he replies, in the same patient, measured tone. "you will. because i put something in your drink, and you will become irrevocably, helplessly pliant. to me."

his fingers trace down towards your stomach, and he presses down. your yelp comes out more like a whimper. your legs try to close around him.

anaxa lowers his head by your ear. "and only to me," he murmurs.

then you feel it - a sudden pang of desire, a flood of warmth tracing downwards from your chest to your abdomen, ending in a gush of wetness. the moan that escapes you is unstoppable.

"anaxa," you mumble. "anaxa..."

suddenly you can feel the curve of him inside you, pressing up against your ribbed walls. each pulse of warmth that passes through him that has him twitching inside you. the weight, the veins running up and down his shaft, each one promising pleasure as it scraped in and out of you.

your hips start moving of their own accord, dragging him in and out of you. anaxa smiles.

"there we go."

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