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minajael

[a-998h]

Hello I really like your platonic yandere twisted wonderland stuff. How would the cast react if they missed MC birthday because there were more important things (overblots and the events that led up to them) going on and they didn’t tell anyone because they thought that the others were more important. The only way the cast found out was because they mentioned it when the topic popped up.

Well, first of all they would never forget the birthday of their favorite little baby! But, lets say that due to important school stuff (Twisted Wonderland equivalent of the AP exams, finals, etc) that they forget completely on accident.

Cut to the next day at lunch with the first year gang and instead of eating the food they give you or food from the school cafeteria you're eating somewhat decent restaurant left overs.

"What's that?" Jack asks.

"Oh, it's leftovers from my dinner last night," you say.

"Who made it? It looks tasty," Deuce says.

"Oh, Mr. Trein took me to dinner last night," you tell them.

"That was nice of him. You know why?" Ace asks.

"He said it was his treat for me celebrating my birthday away from my world," you say.

The moment they hear that the hamsters that run each of their brains stop. Yesterday was your birthday, and they treated it like a normal day and completely ignored you! You must be so upset! You're not, you weren't really expecting anything from any of them, but int heir minds you spent yesterday crying your eyes out before drowning your sorrows in dinner and dessert with Mr. Trein. Once the day is over and they go back to their dorms they tell everyone what happened, everyone forgot your birthday.

So, each dorm starts planning a birthday party for that weekend while everyone goes and gets you gifts and cards and stuff they need to make things up to you for forgetting your birthday.

On the flip side the adults didn't forget your birthday. Professor Crewel had given you bags of clothes, Professor Trein took you to dinner, Vargas, trying his best, bought you groceries but mostly protein stuff while Sam gave you a 90% discount on stuff under the guise of a 40%-90% sale and you just got lucky. All the while Crowley gifts you a cloak like his and a card that says he appreciates you with all your missing allowance inside, in bills.

[3cremepie3]

Let the darkness in!

Synopsis - Somehow you convinced yourself you were ready to take on the prince of darkness Malleus in his true form. Big mistake love it’s just not his two dicks that are heavy it’s the atmosphere. It grows heavier and heavier as primal darkness consumes his mind and your body. Twst Malleus x Fem reader

Warnings - Dark content! Fearplay, size difference, breeding, monsterfucking, primal, cussing, knife play (with his claws), a little blood, stomach bulging, somno, pain play, marking, branding

A/n - Happy spooky season! Hope you enjoy this fic. I always envision Twst boys having a hard time controlling themselves. Gonna proofread later. Please interact and reblog!

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Everyday your hopes were ruined. Every night your plans went wrong. What would it take for him to crack? To just give in? Wouldn’t it be easier for him that way. “Don’t you trust me,” you questioned him. “It’s not about trust it’s about what I could do to you,” he admitted. “I want all you could give.”

He sighed deeply “alright then my love prep the very best you can.” You were exhilarated using the molded dildo you had of his cocks best you could. Lube and oil glided through your holes properly prepping you best you could.

You wanted his slithery tounge invading your mouth. And now you were happy that you’re gonna get it. You even brought a frilly lingerie with the black card he gave you.

You waited for him to come back from his housewarden meeting. Fixing your hair in your compact mirror. You were so distracted you didn’t even notice the lighting strike behind you. A storm was brewing one you couldn’t get out of.

“My dear.” Malleus popped up in the corner of his room the corner were nothing but darkness shone. “Mal why are you in the dark honey? Come into bed with me,” you pouted. You placed the mirror on the nightstand and plopped down on your stomach.

“I’m nervous for you to see me like this. Are you sure you want me fully?” He stayed in the corner awaiting your answer. “Yes I’m sure now come on love.” You switched to get on your back spreading your legs.

You watched in curiosity and horror as his shadow began to morph. The whole room began to feel smaller as his green eyes grew in marvelous slits. You could feel the heat radiating from feet away. You could hear his footsteps shuffle towards you. Heavy just like the two cocks he was carrying.

His normal size was already enough to have your face covered with tears. How were you gonna handle two? Could you even do this? Your mind began to race and your body instantly trembled. “Darling you can’t be scared now I’m already ready for you.”

By now he was fully emerged out of the corner now looking down at you. You couldn’t help but get flashbacks to his overblot. “Don’t worry I won’t destroy you.” His voice was deeper sending vibrations bouncing off the walls.

Suddenly he lunged towards the bed giggling at your delayed reaction. “Take this useless thing off.” He ripped away your lingerie something he’d usually never take for granted. You were naked now nipples perked up your cunt was soaking. His hypersensitive nose could smell your arousal.

“My naughty girl.” He got on the bed with you the weight of him dipping it down dangerously. His tail wrapped around your torso pulling you up towards the headboard. His hands pulled your knees to your ears. Or more like your whole legs since they were so large.

He watched as your holes puckered for attention. He got in close so close your could feel his breath. You couldn’t stop shaking your body in fight or flight mode but unable to move. “Mal please!”

“Please what love? Fuck you or let you go I can’t tell which one you want right now and it hurts me.” A false pitiful face appeared. “I wa-ant you I do love.” You couldn’t even keep your voice straight. Especially when his claws dug into your thighs forcing a response. You hissed at the pain that quickly turned into pleasure.

His tounge was at least five inches long and it filled you quickly wetting every nook and cranny of your honey pot. You inhaled quickly the feeling foreign. Your voice grew into weak chirps with the rhythm he was setting. He purred practically sucking up every ounce of your sweet juices.

His eyes were glowing lighting up the other wise dark room. His horns were larger now the tips looked like you could prick your finger on them. But still you were reminded of all the times your stroked them. They were a sensitive spot for Mal and even you couldn’t resist waking the sleeping dragon.

It was just one little pet at the base of them. A little touch almost equating to if you caressed his cheek. But it made him halt all movements. It was almost like he had no life in his eyes.

It startled you as your froze. He mumbled a spell under his breath one that instantly coated your asshole in more lube. Than the tail that was softly holding you in place. Dragged you down under him. You looked up eyes meeting his.

“Mal I’m not fully stretched yet!” You panicked as his cock lined your holes. “You will adjust to me. After all you’re the one who wanted this now.” You had no idea what he was talking about your hands gripping his forearms. Your grip soon went weak as his cocks began to press inside of you.

The girth of the tips alone had you crying into his scaly chest. You couldn’t even tell him to slow down because he was going slow and calculated. Every hair on your body stood up as he groaned. It’s like you could even feel it in your head. “Mal,” you whined. Your pussy began to welcome the stretch his cock as thick as a can of soda breaking open your walls. However your other hole was having more trouble.

He noticed of course as he notices everything about you and pulled out. You sighed at the relief your asshole left gaping open on nothing. Only for that thought to vanish as he lined himself up again. His hands forced your arms down as he bottomed out in both holes with one thrust.

You could feel him deep in stomach stuffing your guts. The feeling was so polarizing you couldn’t move. Your holes gripped him so tight trying to conform to his impossible shape. It took him everything to fight his instinct and not just pound you until you carried his heir.

His face was flushed you could tell even through the scales. The tip of his pointy ears were a bright red. His hair was pulled back so you could better see his forehead creasing. You could tell he was fighting it. Something in you felt bad for the poor creature. So you bit back your pain and began to slowly move your hips to meet his.

You fell for his trick his face quickly turned into one of a villan an evil smile adorning it. A hand on your stomach kept you in place as his cocks dragged in and out of you.

He watched your stomach as it bulged with his shape. He had to be gentle he knew of he could easily snap your bones in half. But it was hard when you were so cute and tiny. One of his hands placed itself around your throat his claw pinching at it.

Your senses were overtaken the taste of blood from you biting your tongue flooding your mouth. The sight of his large form overtaking your body. You couldn’t even count the number of abs he had. Your ears rung with each wet squelch from your juices.

Your nose was filled with the smell of him. Deep ash and pinewood. Touch from your hands which gripped his horns in order to stabilize your body. “I can’t.” Too much was going on you were too full to comprehend any of Malleus words. Over and over he called you his queen, his everything, his forever.

All you could do was cum all over his cocks. You body arched off the bed you cunt clinching wildly. “You can take it and will take it.” He rubbed your clit making your body spasm even more. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head. “Fuck,” you screamed. Your hands went to pull his away but he had an iron grip on you.

Your body fell back onto the bed overstimulated and exhausted. But his thrust didn’t stop. They just got faster and deeper your legs were brought to the side of your head. You were bent in half and his cocks ramming into at a pace not humanly possible. You continued to let go squirting all over him.

Your body was losing function as your vision got faint. You melted into him and just let him use you. Your gummy walls felt like heaven as he mounted you. “Take all of me love,” he demanded. He breed you deeply his claws stabbing themselves into your thighs. You watched his eyes turn fully black. He began to salivate like a rabid pack animal.

His head approached yours neck biting down on it and marking you. His tongue went to soothe the area right after but it still stung. It woke you out of your hazy state. Now your body jolting with each of his thrust he was soon to cum.

You can tell because he put gentleness aside. You watched his fangs elongate as he bit into his lips. And for a second you thought of those sinking into your neck. He could so easily take you out if he wanted to. Or you thought of his clawed nail at your throat which was dangerously close to your windpipe.

And even his fire breathe which if he wasn’t careful anough could burn you to a crisp. He had every inch of you on edge. The air around you began to fill with darkness. Your mind filled with flashbacks but he was quick to draw you to the present.

“My love do you wish to be mines forever. A royal of the Draconia family?” He was sprewing nonsense typical love talk about devotion. You couldn’t part your lips to respond. Not until he grabbed your jaw for you. “I asked you a question now focus pet.”

He chuckled as your cunt gripped around him at the nickname. Your legs were numb and jelly and your mouth dry. “I-I do want to be with you. Mal please.” You admitted your voice sounding like a squeak compared to his big one.

The only thing that appeared in the pool of darkness was the both of you. Your sounds echoed across it. And he roared as he came inside of you. His legs locked yours in while his cum began to pool inside of you. It was so much you could feel it stuffing your belly. His thick dicks kept you plugged up to hold it in.

You body finally gave out passing out below his. His hand gripped your tiny figure rubbing at your waist. He felt the thump of your heartbeat gradually relax against his chest. He knew you were okay and at peace now. He had captured his prey but he realized just now he didn’t want anyone to claim his prized possession.

You were his future wife, his queen his everything. No one else could have you but him. No one else should even look at you without thinking of the two of you. God how he could just explode thinking about it.

That’s why he flipped you over the room returning to its normal state shadows fading but darkness still remaining in his mind. He cast a spell in an instant putting you into a deep sleep. Then he branded you with his initials. You wouldn’t be able to feel the sharp hiss of skin melting and warping.

Now every-time you looked in the mirror you would be reminded of him. This was the least he could do for you. Now you were property of one of the strongest beings in the world.

You received the mark of the beast but you were begging for it. He warned you how many times?

Reblogs appreciated!

[nekonaps0]

I love watching how people go feral over Minajael✨ Like bitch…

THE WHOLE TWST FANDOM OVULATING RIGHT NOW OR WHATS GOING ON?!? PULL YOUR PANTS UP HO!

(Jk! This man is gorgeous, don’t stop💜 I love watching this chaos✨)

[pfpanimes]

☆ twisted-wonderland • jade leech.

♡ like or reblog if you save/use.

[dollixtta]

» " 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏... 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕? " ◥

➤ 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫.

∷ 𝚂𝚢𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜 ▼

Crowley threw a big party for the students in honor of... something- it includes wine.

The usual composed Viper, drunk and in your care (pushed by Kalim), suddenly gives his confession: He can't handle alcohol, but he can handle poison. Which one are you in his now vurnerable eyes?

∷ 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜/𝚃𝚆 ▼

Drunk Jamil. ▪︎ He is clingy. ▪︎ Pathetic snake boy tries to be seductive. ▪︎ Fails miserably... kinda? ▪︎ Kalim forced you into this. You have no say lol.

— ● ✎ Note :

Hi- uhhh I know Ive been gone for quite some time. But now Im back and ready to pick up where I left off. Its been awhile since I've written anything (maybe 2 years? Oops-) so I hope this one is good because I think Ive improved? This came to me in a discussion with some friends about how our beloved NRC boys would be like drunk. And since I gotten a nice brainrot of drunk Jamil I decided yeah— Imma write it lol.

Anyways, enjoy!

Jamil leans lazily against the doorframe, one arm stretched around your shoulders to keep himself steady, dragging his feet across the concrete polish tiles. His eyes are half-lidded, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips, though it trembles just as his steps... twitching, subconcious yet with intention. His usual calculating and cold gaze is glazed over, laced with something more... needy.

“You know...” he slurs slightly, voice deeper, slower, huskier even; that caught you off guard, like honey dripping off a blade. “I’m very good at identifying poisons. Deadly nightshade, belladonna, whatever you throw at me—I’ll know it.”

He wobbles slightly closer to you than ever before. You instinctively put one foot to the side to ground you both— otherwise you'll be under him in this dark corridor. However, somehow he catches your wrist mid-motion—his grip is firm, but not painful. Just enough to keep you there.

His smirk deepens, little fangs pokes out. “But apparently I can’t handle... grape wine from that stupid— stupid— party,” he mutters, almost like a confession. He hiccups, like a cute puppy yelp. He glares at the ground, as if insulted by his own limits.

His fingers trail up your arm, leaving a strange heat behind. “I’ve spent years being careful. I always had to watch Kalim. Couldn’t even sniff a glass without testing it first." He continues... and those sharp charcoal eyes looks at you. Not with condencension or a guarded gaze. It was pure and raw emotion that was undeniable yet undescrible "But you...” His eyes darken with a hunger that feels out of place on him, and yet—not entirely unwelcome.

“You’re not poison. Right?” a small whine that seeps in the crack of his voice. It didn't sound like a question. More like a plea, or a wish. “Even if it kills me... can I have you?”

He suddenly pulls you closer, it took you by surprise. This drunk, barely standing man still had the ungodly speed and strength to pull off such actions that left you breathless and still in the palm of his hands. Pressing his forehead to yours, exhaling shakily. “You’re... so... annoying,” a growl, a whisper; trembling between restraint and collapse. “Always looking at me like I’m some...genie in a bottle, or whatever. I could be charming you know? I could have you wrapped around my little finger, If i wanted too...” He snaps his fingers, fails the first time, then laughs hoarsely and tries again, cheeks flushed.

His free hand trails to your waist, you can feel him tracing your curves. His touch bordering on desperate now. "But you'd leave, wouldn’t you? You’d laugh at me. Tell me I look pathetic huh?” he laughs, strands of his hair fell from his shoulders to your cheeks. The vibration of his cruel laughter moves the strands to tickle your skin.

His voice drops to a hoarse whisper. “I wouldn’t care... if it means I'll have you... tonight.”

[justanothertwstau]

That update was really something huh!

Interesting to see how Jade perceives these two lol, hope you guys like my silly little doodles of dopey Floyd and weepy Azul. :P