This is an apology for the next angst fic I will be giving someday
LoKingCeit and fluff. Mentions of Intrulogical, Prinxiety, and Moceit at the beginning. Again started as an idea and became this
So Logan is the first to wake and realize. He had fallen asleep next to Remus and woke up with an empty bed. Usually Remus stayed beside him till he woke up if he woke up before him. He grabbed his glasses off of the bedside table and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He trudged downstairs to make coffee because he needs to be awake for this shit. He barely is able to take a sip when Virgil flies by in a frenzy and panic, trying to find Roman. He can't find Roman. Where did he go? Janus had been peacefully sleeping beside Patton. Himself curled into the heat of the other. It was nice. Well till a certain anxious side burst through loud enough to startle both him and Patton awake, "I can't find Roman."
"Could he be in the imagination?"
"No. I already tried to go in but his room is locked and he's not letting anyone in. Remus wasn't near Logan this morning either."
Janus froze. There was something off. He quickly got out of the bed. Part of him hoped his fears were correct. Oh how he missed him. But the other part hoped not. He walked up to the door of Creativity and knocked swiftly. His own face pale at some of the thoughts rushing through. There was no response from the other side. Maybe they were busy? Well that's what he thought before there was a crash in the kitchen. Janus bolted towards the kitchen before Virgil and Patton could process what was going on. However he froze at the top of the stairs. A hand going to his own mouth. King. Standing infront of Logan with the broken mug nearby. One hand gently cupping Logan's cheek as his thumb gently rubbed against his cheekbone that Logan leaned into, still in shock but enjoying the gentle touch. King was whispering to Logan, something Janus couldn't quite make out. After a few moments of King whispering to Logan, Logan hugged him tightly and got a tight embrace in return. King didn't turn to look at the stairs but he did smile, "don't think I don't know you're there mon cher~."
Janus couldn't respond verbally and didn't think he could physically before his body moved on auto pilot and walked towards King who smiled gently to what was once his partner. He extended an arm for Janus to slot himself into that Janus just slumped into. He hid his face from the others as his shoulders started shaking with hidden sobs. Logan didn't seem any better off. King nuzzled them both gently before kissing their cheeks, "it's alright my loves. I'm here. You're safe."
alright y'all so we've all basically accepted king creativity as a character into this fandom despite literally never having a image of their physical existence but the content is still lacking so lemme give y'all some ideas regarding ships
kingceit(king creativity x deceit)
there's already content but who says there can't be more????
depressed dee reminiscing about his bf with remus trying to comfort him but it's not the same
dee's behavior towards roman in svs is his attempt to see the parts of king left within him but it's still not right to him
imagine his joy once the king is back,,, happy sobbing,,, tight hugs,,, pure wholesome
if the king is tall like some have proposed then i wanna see a smol dee carried by tol king
the king taking dee on adventures in the imagination,,, the king pretending to be a knight rescuing prince deceit
imagine how wonderfully gay these two would look in matching suits
loking (logan x king creativity)
it's logince and intrulogical combined in one and i know y'all love that good s***
once again. tol and smol dynamic
the king is the perfect combo of traits for logan's partner,,, they both gossipy b***hes and the king would actually listen to whatever logan has to say
they would make amazing stuff together,,, imagine the stories and adventures
imagine them reinacting beauty and the beast,,,, especially the scene where the beast gives belle that library
blue and pink are an excellent combo, fight me
king bringing lo's fave stories to life for him to explore,,,,, fantastic
pattking (patton x king creativity)
this one works better post-split to be fair, but that doesn't mean it won't work at all
imagine once patton's been set on rhe right path with his morals, the king comes back and patton sees how his beliefs made him miss out on something(or someone c;) amazing
strong royal boy,,,, carrying smol soft boy,,,, blessed image
this relationship truly represents growth at its core
princess patton,,,, in a dress,,,, just picture it
them,,,, dancing to disney love songs,,,, especially "so this is love"(cinderella) and "once upon a dream"(sleeping beauty)
kingxiety (king creativity x virgil)
i've only seen a single fic for this and im in anyway
anxious boy,,,,,, starstruck by seeing the tol king,,,,, also blessed image
being with king brings virgil back to the old times,,,, before things went sour
the king literally creating a safe place for virgil to go and explore when times are tough,,, it's a very beautiful and comforting place to be
matching,,,, halloween,,,, costumes
thinking of these two in a fairytale perspective makes me think of the prince and the pauper
the king has a strong comfort voice,,, just the kind virgil needs for when he has his panic attacks
thomking (thomas x king creativity)
just imagine it!!!! i know most don't ship thomas out of respect among other reasons but for those who do,,, this is a good one
most associate character!thomas with the color pink and i've seen a lot of people associate the king with the color pink,,, so pink boys!!!!!!
WRITING DUO
imagine them singing disney & musical songs together!!!!! so romantic!!!
i haven't seen the gay disney prince video yet but,,,, gAY DISNEY PRINCE-
various poly ships
kingloceit,,,,, smol nerd and snek gay for their tol king,,,,, who play prince & knight together(dee gets to be the monster,,, logan is the prince, and the king is the knight)
pattkingxiety,,,, soft boy & nervous boy chatting about how gay they are for the king and the king comes up behind them and turns them into gay blushing messes cuz they been caught
no longer dlampr,,, now it's dlamk!!!! imagine them all as royalty in the imagination!!! or tol!king just cuddling them all!!!! aAaAaAa so gay
i didn't include remy or emile because,,, i just couldn't see it!!! im sorry if you like king x remy or emile but i just,,, cant think of anything
also fun fact only the king can be king,,, if any side married him they would not gain the king title, but rather the prince title,,, just so y'all know this ^-^
Y la barba y el pelo pa’cuando !!! 😯😯 #smile #pecfet #edsheeran #baby #boys#boy #loking #time #show #vlz #chico #instagood #instapic #photo #natural (en Tuluá)
Loking (Logan x King Creativity)
Kinktober 2023 Day Two: Titfucking
Warnings: minor degrading, boobjobs, cum marking
King grabs Logic roughly by the wrist, pulling him forward and down the hallway quicker than Logic can maintain his footing. He's struggling to keep up, but he knows that one trip will leave King dragging him down the hallway, regardless of whether or not it hurts.
So, he has to keep a fast pace - essentially running in order to keep up with King's long strides. Nearly double his height, his walking covers a long amount of length in such a short amount of time, which typically leaves everyone else sprinting to keep up with him. Now, though, King was forcing Logic to keep up with him, whether he liked it or not.
Though, they both know Logic likes it.
A big door opens wide, and then as Logic is thrown into the room, the door is slammed shut, a loud sound that makes Logic shiver.
As his eyes flicker up to King's, King scoffs.
"Don't look so meek," he berates Logic, reaching a hand out to rather politely help Logic off the floor he just threw him on to. "You're not going to be pushed around today. Quite the opposite, actually."
Logic lets out a shaky breath, a mixture of disappointment and excitement. Of course he likes being hurt by king; he wouldn't let himself be pulled around otherwise, but if that's not what was going to happen today, then Logic had severely misjudged the situation.
He hated being unprepared, and King loved to use that against him.
King sits back on his giant, elegant bed, pulling Logic onto his lap in a swift motion. It's a position that isn't unfamiliar to them by any means, but it doesn't keep Logic from flushing dark.
And despite his newfound leverage, Logic would still have to lean up further for their lips to touch. King was just so... massive.
"I'd like to give you a nice, pleasant reward," King murmurs, as his big hands rub over Logic's thick thighs. "You'll have to do a bit of work for it, but I'm sure you won't mind."
One of King's fingers stroke under Logic's chin, tilting his face upwards, before bending down slightly to press his lips against Logic's.
Logic moans immediately, so cutely sensitive at such a small action. It makes King amusingly question how Logic's been able to handle all of the flogging and choking King pushes onto him. Especially when he's already humping against King's large thigh as though he's insatiably horny just from his own anticipation and a few light kisses.
"What'd I do-" Logic begins, only to immediately be cut off by a firmer kiss. Logic melts into it momentarily, before pulling away with a gasp. "What'd I do to deserve a reward?"
King laughs under his breath at the question. "Do you need praise that badly?"
Logic flushes, but rolls his hips down and shudders at the feeling. "I'm just curious. You have high standards; I want to know how I met them, and how I can further exceed them in the future."
King smiles, and then kisses the side of Logic's face as he sets his hand on the latter's hips, helping grind them back and forth, though occasionally pulling Logic too far forward and pushing him up against King's large, fat stomach.
"You've been so obedient," King begins, as he helps Logic grind. "You let me do whatever I want to you, and you enjoy it. You love it. Don't you?"
Logic groans, before pushing his face into King's soft chest. He lets himself hide in King's pecs until King decides he's had enough, and tugs Logic back out by his hair. Logic moans loud at the rough action, before his hair is gently being pet by king as a half hearted apology, though Logic is sure he doesn't actually care about being rough. He's done more than just pull Logic's hair in the past, after all.
"Oh, come on now, Logic," King tsks, as he forces eye contact. "I'm being so generous with proposing a reward, and you can't even think enough to answer me. Are my pecs just that appealing? You just want to be smothered in them?"
Logic moves to hide his face, but is swiftly stopped, making him whine.
"I can't help it," Logic then tries to reason, as he sets his hands on King's squishy chest. "You're so big; there's really nowhere else for my face to go."
"You never answered my question."
King stills Logic's hips, watching as Logic then tucks his face into his shoulder, simultaneously attempting to regain his composure and hide his fluster.
"I love when you do whatever you want to me," he then says, voice barely above a whisper. King's torn between making him repeat it, or praising him for being so adorably cute. So, he decides to kiss the side of Logic's face, murmuring a soft "speak up next time, or I'll make you," before he's setting Logic aside.
With the simple command of "strip," Logic is pulling his clothes desperately off of his body, watching as King takes his time undoing every button on his regal shirt, and then tossing it aside. That's all he takes off, however, before positioning some pillows so that they're supporting him, and leaning back in a comfortable laying position.
His big chest and stomach are on display, covered with thick, dark hair. Logic is hardly given time to ever just stare, so he openly does so now.
Fat boobs, hairy arms, and a very big stomach with a dark happy trail going up the length of his stomach. It makes Logic visibly stammer.
"You see a shirtless man and suddenly your brain turns to mush?" King teases, and watches as Logic quickly turns away, fingers fumbling to pull off his tie.
While normally he'd like to make sure his clothes are left together, he can't help but just discard them all into random, wrinkled piles. Afterall, it's not often he gets rewards, especially from King Creativity. They butt heads more often than any of the others, and a lot of their mutual frustration comes out during rough sex. Which is why a nice, supposedly sweet reward is such a surprise (though, not an unwelcome one).
"I just like the way you look," Logic mutters, as he scoots ever so slightly closer. "Now... my reward?"
King grins, as he beckons Logic closer. With a bit of help, he aids Logic in moving up his stomach, and eventually straddling his upper belly. Logic's hands hold to the headboard behind King's pillows to keep himself steady.
"I can't say I understand what we're doing," Logic admits, as King shamelessly feels up Logic's own chubby thighs and pudgy stomach.
"You won't guess," King says, humming softly. "It's something new."
Logic's eyes light up. "I like new things."
It makes King laugh, as he nods his head affectionately. "I know you do, Logic. And I know you'll love this. You'll get to be in control. Mostly, at least." His hands fall from Logic's legs and move up his chest, which King teasingly squishes, before King's pushing his fat tits together, Logic watching wide-eyed.
"I think this'll feel nice for your small little cock to slide between," King says, matter-of-factly. "What do you think?"
Logic stammers. "I think- I don't-"
"Go on, Logic. Indulge in your reward." King winks. "Before I decide to take it from you."
Logic immediately pulls himself forward, the tip of his hard cock pressing against the line where King's two soft pecs were pushed tightly together. He feels a mixture of pleasure and humiliation as he has to take one of his hands away from the headboard to help guide his cock between them, groaning at the way King's tits mold around his cock, squishing the sides of it as King firmly keeps his hands on his chest.
He smiles as Logic's breath hitches.
Eventually, his pelvis settles against King's pecs, his shaft buried between them. Was King really that big? Or was his cock truly that small? Either way, he's embarrassed, but both the situation and the friction make him moan, so he can't find it in him to care.
"How does it feel? Good?" King prompts.
Logic bites his lip, before nodding. "Yeah. New, for sure, but still good." It was like a fleshlight, but less lubed and more intimate.
"Good boy. Now, do you want to fuck my tits, or do you want me to move them for you? Give you a nice, lazy boobjob?"
Logic feels as though his breath is being pulled from him just at King's words.
"Uhm," Logic stutters, a tad uncharacteristically, as if weighing the two options. Having to actually choose was seemingly the hardest part of this, aside from his cock, of course.
"A- a boobjob," Logic then says, decidedly.
"Good boy," King coos, before he starts gently moving his pecs back and forth with his hands. Because they're big and fat, there's a lot of meat to be moved, and therefore a lot of room for them to rub over Logic's eager shaft.
Logic immediately groans and writhes on top of King, knuckles turning white with how hard he's holding the headboard, like he's going to fall over at any minute.
"Oh, come on now," King softly teases, rolling his eyes. "I've done so much worse to you, and yet you're falling apart over just a little friction. You're so sensitive."
Logic has always been sensitive; it's a side effect of the brain being the biggest sex organ, and King knows this, but compared to King, Logic's always come incredibly fast.
This reminder has Logic craning has head around, feeling warm when he sees King's cock is just as hard from just a little bit of watching. It feeds Logic's ego, but also has him turning back to King rather timidly, asking "how are you going to touch yourself?"
"Maybe you can return the favor when I'm done," King muses, before continuing to think aloud. "Or... I could just fuck your sweet, fat thighs while we're cuddling. Though, I'm positive that'd get you worked right back up. You don't mind coming three or four times tonight, do you?"
Logic whines out a pathetic sounding "no," as King continues to work his tits over his cock. He can feel his pre leaking over King's skin, and as his cock grinds against it, the surface gets slicker and much nicer to very slightly grind against. He knows fully fucking King's tits at this position would be weird, but that doesn't mean he can't roll his hips and enjoy the feeling of his small cock dragging between the two fat mounds of flesh stroking him.
King's eyes trail up Logic's body, eyeing him thrice over before he licks his lips. "You know, I have a really good view of you like this. I get to see your nice stomach, your chest, and your beautiful lips all above me." King then snickers. "Though, your glasses look like they're about to fall off. Perhaps you're moving too much."
"Please don't stop me," Logic cries, trying to avoid King's potential teasing or edging. Maybe if he begs, King will take pity on him and continue to let him thrust his little cock against King's giant body. "Please don't stop!"
Watching as Logic flushes and pants, King moves his tits a little faster, squeezing them harder together in order to apply more pressure to Logic's cock. He relishes in the loud moan he gets in response, and the drool that drips down Logic's chin and onto his own chest.
Warmth floods Logic's body, and as a result blood rushes to his face, giving him a prettily flushed look with an equally as sensual expression as he desperately tries to prolong his orgasm.
He eventually even stills his hips to try and drag his reward out, but in turn King only starts moving his pecs faster, working over Logic's cock quick and sloppily. Some pre begins to spill down King's neck and onto the pillows beneath him, and Logic is reminded where the tip of his cock is pointed.
Directly at King's face.
"King-" Logic gasps, as he tries to pull away. He doesn't want the pleasure to stop, of course, but he figures King won't want Logic to make a mess onto him. King's always preferred it the other way around. "I'm close."
"I can tell," King teases, as he lightly slaps the side of Logic's thigh, before going back to squeezing his pecs. "Be a good boy and come for me, okay? Show me how much you appreciate your reward. It'll be the only time you get one for a good, long while."
"But your face-"
King gently shushes Logic, murmuring "you think too much," before smiling sweetly.
Logic gasps, and whines, and as King stimulates his pathetic little cock, he can't keep himself from finally letting go and coming hard. His hand twists against the headboard as he moans, shooting loads of come between King's tits, and over his face.
Logic doesn't even see the mess he's made at first, as his eyes squeeze shut with pleasure, but as they finally flutter open, he can't help but stare at what he's done.
While King continues to pleasure him through his orgasm, Logic just pants as he sees streaks of white splattered across King's perfect face, staining his short beard and mustache and even getting into his long, dark hair, which had fallen slightly into his face.
Finally, King brings his hands - and his tits - to a halt, and lets Logic pull away. And Logic quite literally pulls away, and falls against the bed while attempting to catch his breath.
Despite how big King is, his bed is somehow so much bigger, giving Logic plenty of space to just spread out and relax for a moment, before King is shuffling beside him, and then Logic's being turned to his side, and King is cuddling him from behind, hard cock pressing right against Logic's ass and reminding him of just how much King enjoyed helping him get off.
"You don't mind, do you?" King whispers, making Logic shiver and flush. He gulps, and doesn't bother to suppress a moan as King's large cock slides between his thick thighs. They still had a few more rounds to go.
