𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐! i’m val! or valentino, if you wanna say my full name hehe
“ you taste just like glitter mixed
with rock and roll. ” ཐི ྐ❤︎ ཋྀ
࣪ ִֶָ☾. 𝒊'𝒎 𝒂 writer, and i currently write pretty much 𝒕𝒘𝒔𝒕 exclusively! (though i also write stuff like hsr and genshin, so feel free to send a request my way if you think of something eeextra good!!) 𝄞𝄢
ᛝ 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 for everyone in the main cast, including some of the teachers! (vargas is my 𝑶𝑷𝑷 tho request everyone BUT him /JJ) i write pretty much anything, so don’t be afraid to request whatever you want! i won’t bite :) .ᐟ
⤷ ゛🩸 ˎˊ˗
𝒓𝒆quests are currently: closed! my motivation’s pretty low rn 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ
Rielle - Oh,wow. Look at you! He can't seem to take his eyes off of you at all! The two of you met briefly at the VDC championship during NRC's cultural festival and Rielle had gotten lost amongst the bustling crowd. If you hadn't given him your time of the day then, he would have stayed lost the whole time! Ever since then Rielle was determined to find you again. He needed to say thank you and to ask you for your name and maybe even get a quick lunch with you? Maybe even dinner! It's so weird, it's like he's a kid again and is seeing the view of the human world for the first time,his heart swells just at the thought of you! What was this feeling?? He has to ask Minajeel about this and tell him about the NRC friend he's made.
Minajael - Great Sevens. How could he not know that you were a student from a rival school? It should've been obvious! Yet here he was standing there looking like a complete idiot and wondering how he was going to even approach you now without making a big scene. Him looking for someone was already turning heads but if that someone turned out to be an NRC student?! What a headache. What did he even do in his past life to deserve such a mess? He was going to have to backtrack everything now and come up with a suitable plan in which he won't get caught. Ah...well, that should be easy right? Who said you have to even know who he actually was?
Chenya - Ye-ow! What a discovery! Not that he only just discovered you, of course. Chenya has been keeping tabs on his friends Trey and Riddle so when you started mingling and fussing with them, naturally he had eyes on you as well. And oh, what good eyes they were! He knew you'd be extremely out of the ordinary which is to say you are the outer side of what his ordinary is, a new little world to delve in, a hole to tumble into, a lake to fall in, a tree to run into! Chenya likes seeing you get flustered when you turn and find only his eyes or his head floating and when Riddle chides him for it, he laughs and giggles and he can't help but catch the curious amusement in your eyes and this surge of mischief bubbles inside him.
you can NOT be saying shit like this in the tags. (he's probably managed to make various pairs with different flavors just to test them out)
also him out-freaking me is true I fear </3 I'm told there's a surprise in the bedroom I'm just imagining like MAYBE cater in there since he wanted to get it on too NO trey clover's freaky ass pulled this out
why are you letting your little friend in the comment section harass me I'm positive if I said all this on my main your kind will harass me like you harassed my friend. You're pathetic. Nice to know you like making fic of both real and fictional minors
do a favor for me and look up the words job application please
in which; they would have married you if you had stuck around―grieving your absence kills them.
content; angsty , sfw , implied female reader , she , crowley found a way for you to get home , emotional vulnerability , they miss you , you both were a couple and he thought you were going to last , unedited writing , possibly oov
author's note; ive been in a mood the past few days and ive been sick―i present my tears served on a silver plate.
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RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
you left weeks ago. finally, a way back home was found. you took the chance; not knowing if you'll ever get it again. riddle didn't cry in the moment, but he wasn't surprised when he started to sob in trey's arms afterward.
everything in heartslabyul stayed the same. rules were enforced, unbirthday parties happened on time, everything was in order. you just weren't there to see it.
ace doesn't tick him off as much, deuce thinks before he acts, cater pretends everything's okay and trey continues his role as vice housewarden―keeping riddle in check more often now that you're gone.
he doesn't realize how harsh he's been again, not worse, but just in pain. he distracted himself from the thought of you, no breaks, no what ifs.
expect at night.
the dorm is quiet, students are asleep―but riddle's wide awake. sometimes, which became an unhealthy habit, he finds himself sitting at the small garden table where you used to drink tea together. in this scenario, it's early morning. classes don't start for a few more hours but here riddle is─stating at the tea cups set across from reach other over the white cloth.
the one at the end of him is still hot, untouched and prepped with your preference. he sips his tea, hands shaking slightly and his eyes shut closed to keep himself from tearing up.
it's not working.
"...housewarden," trey's voice echos softly, it's low and gentle. riddle stiffens, eyes open with pricks of tears threatening to fall. he clears his throat, sets his tea up down and straightens his back.
he stares at the untouched tea cup across from him, a hand comes up to his side to gesture trey to sit down.
"it would be improper to waste prepared tea." his voice is barely a whisper. trey sits where you used to, sipping the tea as riddle let's a tear slip.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
no one bats an eye when leona acts the same as always―straight face, skips class and continues his life like nothing happened. you left weeks ago...so why is he still feeling like you're still here. he tries to push you in the back of his mind, but he seems to find things that remind him of you.
he doesn't cry, not for a while. he refuses to cry in front of others, he just acts like everything is normal. except, he's quieter. he doesn't snap as quick, he continues to skip classes and he stays in his room.
but he has trouble sleeping, which is a shock to almost everyone in the dorm. ruggie doesn't comment, he just continues to follow leona's orders―nothing they've become less demanding and more as if he's trying to cover up his emotions by having ruggie do the regular.
at least that hasn't changed.
one afternoon, he's skipping class again. in his head he can already hear your whining as he drags you with him―saying he needs to stop skipping classes if he wants to graduate this year. what's the point of graduation if your not even here with him to do so?
he dozes off, it's only been three minutes but he swears he can feel your presence beside him. head leaning against his chest and staring up at him with that stupid smile he misses seeing. he you say you have to get to your next class and you can't skip with him.
"five more minutes, herbivore..."
the silence answers him. painfully obvious. he feels stupid. kissing his teeth he leans up, tail flicking in irritation as he looks around the empty garden.
he rubs a hand over his face, realizing he's standing alone with no nagging voice, no happy laughter, no you. the next few days, ruggie notices leona more in space. the hyena finds him staring at the path leading into the garden one evening.
"waiting for someone, boss?"
leona flicks his tail.
"tch, don't be stupid."
AZUL ASHENGROTTO
everything is fine. everything has to be fine. he has to be fine. he has a business to run and a graduation to reach. time is money. he doesn't have to get distracted about what has already been done and can't be undone.
azul is going at his usual―expanding contracts, making deals with poor souls who don't know any better, growing his reputation.
he should feel satisfied.
but a pair of twins noticed their boss has been overworking himself a lot lately―jade makes him tea, it's left cold on his desk. floyd isn't sure what to do exactly, but he knows azul isn't acting as he regularly does.
the mostro lounge is quiet and dark, jade steps silently through the darkness. he preps azul a cup of tea, noticing a glass on the table. it was filled with your favorite drink, jade knows this because azul made sure to add it to the menu.
humming softly, jade discards the tea he was going to make for azul and ended up remaking your favorite drink for him. taking it to the boss soon after.
jade finds him alone in the vip lounge after closing the restaurant. he sees his boss holding a contract in his hands, unsigned and in perfect condition.
an empty line stares back at him as azul takes his glasses off and places them in the table before him. "you never signed your own name," jade observes, a hand behind his back as he leans over awaiting a response.
azul simply folds the controls back into a roll gently, turning in his chair he faces the eel.
"of course not," he whispers, "a contract requires both parties to sign, and one of them is gone." he lets a silent tear fall down his cheek as the room falls into silence.
KALIM AL-ASIM
kalim keeps smiling, keeps the parties going and he told himself you were happy! he cried when you left, holding you tight because this may be the last he'll ever cry in your arms again. even if the parties kept going, the thought of you in his mind was louder.
you loved his parties, you always were his plus one and he always took you despite if you were sad. he claims it will lift your spirits, so why isn't it working for him?
kalim cries during the week and jamil at his side, he's comfort the housewarden like this before, but he understands how different this is. you brought joy and happiness into kalim's life―he cries about why you had to leave.
but both of them understand.
kalim is just devastated. he misses you, and he's not scared to show it. ramshackle isn't the same, he misses the memories he made with you there.
jamil finds kalim cuddling a scarf you left behind in scarabia, running his cheek against the fabric to smell the perfume that faintly clung to it. jamil doesn't say anything, but he offers to clean it. not wanting it to smell due to the lack of care.
it takes a while for kalim to agree, but once your smell starts to fade he reluctantly hands the scarf to his friend.
the housewarden asks if jamil could make your favorite for dinner tonight and he agreed. making sure there's leftovers. kalim eats every last bite, making sure nothing goes to waste and encourages the rest of the dorm to eat it as well. kalim will make sure he never forgets about you, he could never!
and if he needs to cry again, jamil hands him the scarf and sits at his side.
VIL SCHOENHEIT
continues his modeling, keeping up his beauty and filming. perfection does not pause at heartbreak, but it can cause heavy bumps. he refuses to let grief change his appearance.
life at pomefiore stays the same─schedules, the beauty routines, keeping students in check. anyone watching would say vil is as flawless as ever.
but rook notices slight changes, the cracks in the foundation.
vil stares longer at his reflection, not admiring himself. just...staring. he didn't think a mirror could hurt him so much. it took away the one thing he thought he couldn't continue life without.
one evening after a long day, vil sits at is vanity―cleaning his face from makeup. mid-swipe something catches the corner of his eye.
a bottle of a nail polish you once gave him with a happy smile and said the color would look beautiful on him. he merely chuckles, taking the polish and states. of course it would, have you met me, my dear?
it's small, nothing he would have noticed if ur didn't hold significance to his heart. you never took it back despite being used by you multiple times. he takes the bottle, he remembers the way you accidentally smudged it against his skin with that bubbly laughter if yours.
the housewarden continues to stare until a voice rings through the silence; "roi du poison, that color would look magnifique on you!" rook's voice is soft and grounding, standing by the frame of the door vil simply hums.
his gaze returns to his mirror as he stares back at his reflection, a snippet of you behind him with a happy smile plays in his mind. "she had remarkable taste," rook smiles.
vil chuckles, "of course she did," he puts the bottle back down. "she was going to carry the schoenheit last name."
since then vil wears the nail polish until it runs out, which is just like his love for you, it will take a while for it to run out.
IDIA SHROUD
didn't try to stop you, but told himself if there were any different scenarios where you stayed. but he's only a genius, not a wizard. after you leave, the ignihyde dorm is quiet. his room becomes more of a cave than a space. door stays closed, screen glows constantly in the darkness.
ortho can tell idia is cracking. he doesn't know how much longer he stays watching his brother keep himself isolated.
idia scrolls through your messages like it's a job, endless texts and memes send tears to his eyes. dumb jokes, late-nignt game rambling, your teasing and his awkward ass sending cat memes just to see the heart you send when you like his message.
you went offline weeks ago.
it never went green again. you are never active, and your icon stays the same.
he wishes you stayed, he wished you didn't have to leave him. but he understands why you left―this wasn't your world. but you were his. he just didn't know how to express it. he wished he said more when you were still here, he thought he had more time.
ortho catches him one evening, "...brother?" his voice was soft and genuine. idia yelps, phone flies under his pillow and panics. "i―i wasn't doing anything weird, just data.. archiving, totally normal!!"
"you miss her."
it was a simple assumption, but they both knew it was true. idia's hair swishes as hia lips quiver. he doesn't say anything, he doesn't have to. he's bad at hiding stuff from his brother, who simply gives the housewardens a hug and even if he starts to cry, ortho doesn't leave his side.
idia opens the co-op game him and you used to play a few days later, the lobby empty with only his character. the empty slot reflects in his eyes, his hood covers his eyes.
"you've been afk for too long..." he mummers, finger hovering over the start button.
but he doesn't click it. he just lets a tear slip.
"i miss you," with a soft whisper, he turns off the loading screen and never opens it again.
MALLEUS DRACONIA
the weather has been nuts, no one would ever get used to it. strong winds, heavy thunder during storms and lightning striking the sky. if the campus was scared of him beforehand, they are petrified now that you're gone.
you were the only one who wasn't scared to talk to him, remembering your first interaction like it was yesterday. "hornton!" you cheered every time giving him a happy smile. he didn't think he'd miss it this much.
lilia watches him carefully, the way he gets quieter, his eyes drop and he leaves the table early. it's even harder to find him now, sebek goes bonkers. silver tries to calm him down, and lilia follows the dragon heir.
he walks laps around the ramshackle dorm, when he has the heart, he steps inside. sometimes he just stands there, sometimes he explores. in this case, lilia finds him at the gate. he flutters down to his side, hands behind his back as he hair swishes.
"you've been coming down here a lot, young master." he states simply, leaning over to see the dragons face. it's unreadable. arms crossed and his eyes stare at the dorm before him.
the windows are dark, dust started to gather at the porch area and the hedges started to overgrow without care. it already looks like it was before you got here, abandoned. he takes doesn't teleport, he takes his time to look at the area with lilia floating close behind.
not speaking, just observing and listening.
they reach the dusty porch, the door and dirty windows. "i would always find her on these steps, i've gotten used to seeing her...never wondered how i would feel when she left."
lilia suddenly spoke up, "how do you feel?"
"...she is gone...i cannot fathom a thought what too feel"
malleus traces a gloved finger across the railing, remembering the conversations he and you had here. movies, trivia, his history and your favorite hobbies. things that would mean nothing to the prince of briar valley─but meant the world to malleus.
"you loved her."
malleus closes his eyes.
"yes..."
the wind stirs between the two faes, lilia hums softly. "then she is never gone." malleus opened his eyes at lilia's statement, horns turn with him as he stares at the fae. "she would not want you trapped in sorrow,"
"perhaps..."
the dragon prince turns his attention back at the door of ramshackle, his expression softens. "still," lilia looks up, a shimmer of moon light reflects his eyes.
malleus resumes, voice hopeful. "if she were to walk through the door right now, i believe i will never have to feel sorrow again."
end notes; gah damn malleus' i love you. i rushed through this, i hate being sick
"What would it be like dating the rebel/book 7 version of Riddle Rosehearts?"
ACCORDING TO THE GUIDELINES: established relationship, this falls under an alternative universe, romance, Riddle is a lot more bolder, very brief mention of a makeout session, affection is still mandatory, it's still just fluff
♡ — I need to give him a comically large kiss on the forehead. Had to keep some things in mind so it's, in a sense, still close to what we saw in book 7 (even if there isn't necessarily much to go off on). Holding all of your hands throughout this again as it's fairly long.
— Unlike this version, Riddle does a complete 180° in both his demeanor and how he is with you in a romantic relationship.
— Riddle is fairly loud and open when it comes to mentioning his relationship with you, at least every second person knows you're off limits since his mouth has been running along.
— It's not a bad thing, fret not, another major difference is that he is more bold in initiating any form of affection right when you're with him. It (often times) doesn't even matter if you both are out in public or not.
— Kisses are frequent and always happen throughout the day, maybe he'd even sneak in a makeout session if nobody is nearby or if he ushers you into a more hidden spot. Hugs ultimately turn into a form of greeting from his side since he made it his personal decision to not keep his hands off you.
— Due to this, it often leads to him having a small tendency and need to touch you in some shape or form, perhaps even invade your personal space while at it, but it's not like he hears you complaining either when he does that.
— An arm either thrown over your shoulder or around your waist, both hands wrapped around your arm while he pushes you closer towards him or he leans his entire weight onto you to nudge you into holding him while he can act all giddy in return.
— Or he just tells you to, works either way for him.
— Don't mind him if he does grow a bit pouty when some of his obvious signs (like tapping his cheek with his finger to earn a kiss from you) gets thrown over your head. He caves in too quickly if you make it up to him though.
"Hmph, you can be a bit blind sometimes! Come on, do it right here! Twice actually as compensation!"
— Riddle often likes to leave lipstick marks all across your face. On your cheeks, on your nose, on your forehead, your lips end up being his favorite spot to leave his marks on. He ends up giggling about it before acting as none of the actions he has done ever happened.
— He does grows a bit proud and delighted if the lipstick marks are still faintly there even with how many times you've washed your face, it just makes him want to kiss you all over again.
— He'd obnoxiously let out a loud muah sound every time, too. Riddle does this sometimes even if he's just giving you a simple kiss on the cheek, he ends up giggling over this as if it's the most funniest thing.
— Frankly, he's just all over you. What does he have to hide when you're all his as much as he is yours? It's not like there is a stupid rule (according to Riddle's words) that forbade him from doing so.
— But that should be enough on how open he is with basically pampering you in a more physical sense.
— Fret not, he does compliment you whenever he can. However, he does rather prefer to get all touchy with you instead of a few words thrown out without much thought into it.
— Riddle likes to message you a lot throughout the day, ranging between normal conversation to saying he wishes you were with him or outright saying you should come over and hang out with him.
— This does also include him asking via messages if you have time to stop by for his and Che'nya's surprise concert, goes out to say he'll even guarantee you a (non existent) front row seat for his performance if you come, even though they're all always somewhere in the middle of the streets.
"So I can look forward on you coming by, yes? Good. Come by a few minutes earlier though, I wanna see you! <3 love you!!!"
— Riddle wants you to have fun, too. So he might as well maybe drag you in and get you to sing a song with him, even if you might sound horribly off key, he'll laugh with you instead of laughing at you for your attempt.
— He'd hate to see you be actively bored when you're with him, how can he disappoint you when you're apart of his top priorities? So, Riddle might as well go above and beyond on his attempts till he sees you having fun. That's all that really matters to him.
— There are some attempts to being more romantic on a personal level. Riddle obviously isn't gonna stand low and go on a fancy dinner date of sorts, it's just utterly boring to him! And it probably will be boring to you, too.
— No, really, he'll maybe write a song dedicated to you, even though the whole thing might end up being disguised as a punk song, majority of his heart will be put into it since, even if it might end up being a short song, it is ultimately for you.
— He values your opinion on it if he does end up sharing it. Again, it's gonna be dedicated to you. He can't really consider it being romantic if you actively either look like you don't like it or even say it yourself.
— But, saying you do end up liking the song he made for you earns all sorts of joy out of him, even a small comment like "I knew you'd like it" would leave his mouth even though he was all jittery himself on the inside.
— If you like it that much, he can even consider humming it to you just to see if you recognize it (or if you are listening to his humming) in private when neither of you are doing anything. Points it out immediately when he catches you being attentive to what he was doing.
— Continues to hum right after pointing it out however, not that Riddle actually minds, he's fairly glad you like something he made for you this much.
— No amount of "I love you" or kissing you silly is enough to tell you how much admiration and love he holds for you.
how they’d eat you out <3 heartslabyul vers! (more dorms coming soon)
MDNI
[a/n: i know someone else wrote a post very similar to this a while back but i cannot for the life of me find it to credit them :,( pls lmk if anyone finds it]
Riddle Rosehearts
he’s quite scientific about it, honestly
he knows all of the anatomy and everything, of course
so he definitely finds your clit—
but he doesn’t quite understand the appeal of going down on someone
that is, until he’s been the receiver
he simply must return the favor now
so he’s slow and unsure, but he will learn quick
riddle just needs to learn what makes you tick, and then he’ll definitely get the hang of it
he’s hesitant with it at first, his tongue gently flicking out onto your folds with caution
he really wants to satisfy you, so you can tell he’s nervous
so you might have to guide him once or twice
but once’s he’s gotten a good taste, instincts will probably take over
he’s definitely the type to whine or gasp as he eats you out
he also particularly likes sucking on and flicking your clit with his tongue when he’s feeling a little mischievous
he’s a little messy n inexperienced, but so, so passionate about your pleasure
once he’s gotten to know your preferences, he’ll be practically perfect for you
plus, he definitely prefers when you sit on his face, especially when he’s feeling submissive <3
Trey Clover
any time, anywhere, any position
you’re sitting on the kitchen counter? he’s kneeled with his head between your thighs, etc, etc
he’s EAGER
your pussy is the greatest sweet to him, and he’s savoring it
he’s overstimulated you to tears multiple times bc he just got lost in the sauce
so, yes, he gets SO pussy drunk
he’d gladly die between your thighs if his tongue’s in your sweet folds and your thighs are shaking around his head
trey actually just can’t get enough of you
it’s like he’s making out with your sweet, sweet cunt
when he pulls away for air, his glasses are askew and his lower face is absolutely covered in your shiny slick
he looks so hot like that, btw
and even hotter stuck between your thighs
he’ll beg you to sit on his face, with his nose nudging your clit as his big, strong hands spread your thighs and folds open
that’s when he takes his glasses off and truly dedicates it all to making you squirt on his face and tongue
but don’t think that his means he can’t be a tease!!
sometimes, when he’s feeling especially bold, he’ll focus only on your clit, letting your pussy spasm as he sucks hard
he knows exactly how brutal he can be, but you just taste so good!
Cater Diamond
oh he’s a smug one
a bully, even
he knows damn well that he’s good at going down on you
and he’s proud of it
too proud, perhaps
he talks to you the whole time, telling you just how wet and messy you are for him
he knows exactly what to do to make you cum over and over, and he’s abusing that power
sometimes, he times how fast he can make you cum
or, if he’s feeling mean, just how long you can hold it
but, if you ever want him to stop being all bratty, just sit on his face and smother him with your thighs
he’s be moaning immediately, it makes him so hot n bothered when you take charge like that
also, unsurprisingly, cater loves photos
his favorites are from when he’s left your little peachy panties on, and just sucked on your clit through the fabric
he’s such a tease
in that photo, there’s two clearly shining wet spots: one right over your sensitive little clit, and one more right below that where your little pussy leaked right through the thin pink cotton
anytime he sees the photo, he damn near cums in his pants, admiring how your slick turned the thin fabric all see-through and how your pretty little pussy was so, so wet for him
his other favorite is of his face, covered from lips down in your cum
it’s his favorite lip gloss
or maybe his favorite of him buried between your thighs, fucking you on his tongue
oh dear, there’s too many to count!!
Ace Trappola
ace is most definitely an amateur pussy eater
you’re his first, but he’s way too scared to admit that
so he probably tried to put it off for as long as possible
but he’s a changed man once he sees the wet spot in your panties
he loves licking you through the thin fabric, teasing your clit over and over
he is a little cocky to cover up his inexperience, but he shuts up as soon as he gets a good taste
he was hesitant, but once he licked a solid stripe from your folds up, he caged his arms around your thighs and pulled you flush to his face
he’s messy with it
VERY messy
he’s got no form, just frantic licks and sucks
if you taste this good just on your own, he has to taste you when you cum
it’s not a want, it’s a need for him
he’s so desperate, just endlessly pressing himself into you, begging you to cum
was he cocky before? yes
has your pussy trained him otherwise? hell yes
he’s so pathetic, rutting his hips into the mattress desperately
he needs you to cum on his face, and he’s begging and moaning into your cunt
when you finally do, he’s groaning out, mouth open and jaw slack, trying to taste all of you
just don’t tease him for the sticky mess in his boxers afterwards
Deuce Spade
sweet, sweet deucey <3
he lives to pleasure you
so when you ask him to go down on you, blush will run over his face and he’ll nervously accept
he’s definitely the type to try to do some research, not bc he’s dirty minded or anything, but bc you’ve been his first for everything and he really wants to make you feel good
he’s so sweet i wish he were real
when the time comes, he’s so gentle and slow with you, constantly checking with you
he’ll definitely need some guidance, but he’s trying so hard already
he finds that he really like the feeling of your plush thighs shaking on either side of his head
he loves how they squeeze him when you’re close
he’ll lap at your cunt gently, pressing light kisses and whispering sweet praise
he finds himself getting a little lost in the moment, moaning into your sweet cunt as he relishes in the sweet taste of your slick
he does get a little pussydrunk, and he might beg you to sit on his face <3
once he’s gained some confidence, he’s real passionate about it, with his tongue stimulating your sensitive hole just right, and his lips closing around your puffy, swollen clit
all the whole, he talks about how pretty you are and how good you taste
he might accidentally overstimulate you, but he’s so lovingly careful taking care of you afterwards
he’s definitely gonna be begging you to do this again <3
likes, reblogs, + comments are much appreciated <333
Tw: NSFW, Trey is doing nasty things with kitchen equipment
Trey clutching at the kitchen countertop, bent over while fisting his cock rapidly underneath his apron. It’s red, swollen and sore from the amount of cum overflowing from it, but it’s nowhere near enough for Trey.
A faint groan slipping from his lips, Trey does his best to conjure up images of you within his mind. The face you make when he drops by with some leftovers from the last tea party, the smile you greet him with when you catch his eye, that little wave…
He’s taking your everyday interactions with him, and twisting them into something more… explicit. You calling out his name excitedly? It’s split apart, his name coming out in strangled syllables as his hips grind against yours, his fingers prying your mouth open. The gently touches on his shoulder? Slipping up into his neck, onto his chest, squeezing and kneading like dough….
He’s imagining you in nothing but his stupid “kiss the cook” apron, laughing as you settle on the kitchen countertop. Lifting the fabric gently with your fingers, winking at him and teasing him about “taking a peek.”
Trey wants nothing more then to simper at your thighs, burying his head into your groin and lick and suckle at whatever he could reach. Until you’re squirming and spasming, begging for more through those pretty little tears of yours-
Before long, he’s cuming again, pouring out the runny liquid into a metal bowl, where a rather… sizable amount gleams menacingly there.
Ah. There we have it.
He’s finally got enough to glaze those doughnuts you seem to like so much …
HELLOOOO *not* whiny anon here,,, spent a good deal of my morning scrolling through your acc and your writing is DELISH <3 plus, the response to the hate had this nonnie gigglin,, never lose your whimsy I beg !!
i’ve tried to answer this ask like 10 TIMES thank you twin ily but did you ever pick up an evil looking antique artifact at an old dusty ghost infested house and get your tumblr account cursed . AGAIN ily tysm but ITS NOT LETTING ME ANSWER YOUR ASK???
HELLOOOO *not* whiny anon here,,, spent a good deal of my morning scrolling through your acc and your writing is DELISH <3 plus, the response to the hate had this nonnie gigglin,, never lose your whimsy I beg !!
i’ve tried to answer this ask like 10 TIMES thank you twin ily but did you ever pick up an evil looking antique artifact at an old dusty ghost infested house and get your tumblr account cursed . AGAIN ily tysm but ITS NOT LETTING ME ANSWER YOUR ASK???
Random Rielle HCS and scene! I KNOW THAT WE KNOW JACK SHIT ABOUT HIM BUT THIS WAS A FUNNY ASS IDEA... 18+ & AFAB view in the scene!! Do be warned the scene is more crack than anything honestly. Girls on here pls tell me I was right on how you find the clit I'm a man who still doesn't know how squirting works LMAO </3
Starring... 800 words!
Being more fresh with legs, Rielle is obviously more excited and new to the whole shebang-shaboom of sha-do. That was a really stupid way to describe it. I'm sorry.
Okay, but on a more serious note, I’d say he’s one of the most experimental characters in TWST! He wants to try anything and everything he can get his hands on, and he’d totally have an extensive amount of toys when he learns about them.
Oooug… A night with Rielle and him continuously trying out new toys on your hole…
He’s a mix, I’ll admit. One one hand, he has the usual things like some dildos or vibrators, but on the other hand, where the FUCK did you get that thing Rielle wait do NOT put that in me WAIIIIIT!!!
As much as he loves trying out things on you, vise versa is always perfect for him too!
Try out toys on his skin! Marr his legs! (Eek, just a bit though!) Make him flail around like a fish trying to escape becoming food, then pull him back by his hair! He won’t escape anyways, you’ve got him caught on hook, line, and sinker. He’s whipped.
In contrast to his playfulness with that though, I’m afraid he’s pretty bad with sex in general. I just have a feeling. Well, not bad. Inexperienced, sloppy. It’ll take awhile for him to actually properly work his body along yours.
I don’t know where to put this but he busted in an embarrassingly short amount of time during your first sexual exploration. Like I’m talking, four bounces was all it took. Whether you were cooking him in the groupchat is up to you.
But, there’s still plenty more time for you to take the lead and teach him things! Be kind and give him a guide, won’t you?
You loved Rielle with all your heart, really, you did…
What you don’t love is how genuinely terrible he is at sex sometimes. Specifically finding the clit. You feel like a dead fish laid out on the sheets.
Haha, dead fish.
“Eh? Why are you laughing?” Rielle asked from above, his hair curtaining most of his figure as his eyes searched all across your face. “Am I doing good?”
Good? Honestly, hell no. This is probably the worst fingering you’ve gotten in a hot minute. Not to say you weren’t getting off at this! Rielle’s fingers still filled you pleasantly, but he’s just so…
Slow? Sloppy? Clumsy? Painfully obvious that he’s avoiding your clit as if his life depends on it? Probably not that last option, but the rest are plausible.
“No, no.” You paused, seeing how much of a pitiful seal he looked like right now, like he was sorry for his own existence. “I mean… Well, yeah. It’s nothing. You’re doing good…” Yet another pause. “Promise.”
Quickly, Rielle’s expression brightened back up, leaning in to press a kiss against your cheek. “Aha, thanks! Human anatomy is just so… new, you know? Legs and all.” His other hand raked across your thigh, rubbing up and down as he stared curiously down there. “I sorta get it though, I think. Just let me do the work, okay?” With another kiss, he added another finger. A third one, easily slipping in from all the almost lazy fingering he had done to build up your slick arousal, but you know he was just being curious…
Too bad it’s doing nothing for you!
With a small grunt, you suddenly seized his wrist, making Rielle yelp before you were guiding him along, rocking your hips along his hand.
“Thumb out.” “Ah… Well, okay!”
Your boyfriend dearest was quick to follow your demands, yet he still missed the mark. His thumb pressed against the upper part of your folds, but didn’t exactly press that one spot. Your brows furrowed, tugging him closer.
“Do it harder, make little circles.”
A hum of acknowledgement was all you needed before a dull wave of pleasure spiked your pussy, letting out a small sigh when he kept circling that tiny bead at the top.
Now you’re getting somewhere!
Praise is good. Shower him in it.
I firmly believe he’d fold under any sort of positive talk. Like yessss!! He’s a good boy!! Ahaha!! He’s doing good? Yay!!
He’s got pretty low stamina, only because he cums his brains out and tires out like that.
He’s also surprisingly pretty good at oral too, despite his inexperience. He spices it up to the point it’s super fun, like you didn’t even know someone's head could be this interesting.
(He did bite once though, just once.)
And for my final note, I feel like the oddest things turn him on. He gets the most random boners in broad daylight like ??? Bro???
