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sweetbeariesworld · 2 days

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ snuggles for hire

summary: first years try helping you out with your touch-starved problem type of post: short fics (blurbs?) characters: leona, floyd, jade, vil additional info: romantic or platonic, reader is gender neutral, reader is yuu

"Really? That's it?" Ace scoffs.

"So, they haven't been hugged in a while. Okay? Neither has Deuce,"

Deuce glares. It's almost menacing. "That's not true, and you know it! I get lots of hugs every time I visit home!"

"I do, too. But that's just the thing, though, ain't it?" Epel says. "They don't have no home to get hugs from."

The huddle of first years goes quiet. Some days, you become such a part of their world, they forget you're really not from it.

"...Okay, point taken," Ace sighs. "But they have Grim! And he only stinks like, half the time!"

"If memory serves, Grim usually sleeps on the floor..." Epel says. "Poor prefect, all lonely. Now even their sleep is suffering 'cause of it!"

Jack rubs the back of his neck. "It must be tough, not having anything to look forward to,"

Another melancholy silence. Finally, Ace stands, hands on his hips.

"Well, let's do something about it, then. There are tons of boys at this school- one of them should be willing to help,"

It's eight in the morning after another disappointing attempt at rest, and now you can't even sleep in. Damn visitors.

You throw open the front door.

"What? What could you possibly- wh- Leona?"

The housewarden smirks. He looks a little too proud of himself for this early in the morning...

"A little wolfie told me you weren't sleeping well. Lucky for you, that's my specialty. Now, are you gonna let me in, or what?"

He doesn't wait for an answer, letting himself in and making himself comfortable on the couch in the foyer.

He pats the spot next to him.

"Listen..." you say. "I don't know what you heard, but I'm fine."

"Don't be proud. I don't pity you, I just... owe you. Now get your butt over here, yeah?"

Leona isn't so scary when he's asleep. He's more like... the world's largest pillow. Of course, you're at risk of being smothered until you crawl into a better position, but once you're on top, he's surprisingly warm and comfortable.

You can tell you're being watched before you hear anything.

And you think you might just know wh-

"Shrimpyyy!"

For two boys so tall, the tweels are awfully quiet. Especially when it comes to "surprising" you in random places. This time: the hall.

Floyd pulls you into a bone-crushing hug while Jade watches from behind, smiling subtly.

When he finally lets you down, you're dizzy. (Though, at this point, you'll take whatever physical touch you can get).

"Shrimpyyy, why didn't you tell us you were lonely? We had to squeeze it outta Spade," Floyd pouts.

"His face makes fascinating expressions when he's afraid," Jade says, merrily.

Before you can answer, Floyd's already got you under his arm (seriously? Where do they find the strength?) and is heading straight towards the hall of mirrors.

You already know there's no getting out of this one...

Floyd is, unsurprisingly, all over, from leaning his whole body weight against you to lying across your lap, to biting your shoulder (in his sleep...?) Oh, and he drools, too.

Jade sits on your other side, one hand holding yours, the other leafing through an almanac from twenty years ago.

You're almost hesitant to admit just how nice it really is.

"And nothing else has worked?" Vil says, throwing open the door to your bedroom with no regard for a "hello" or, "how are you?"

You blink. "...Hello to you, too. May I ask what you're talking about?"

He storms inside, standing over you with his hands on his hips.

"Just that I overheard Epel Felmier asking my vice housewarden if he would be willing to satisfy your need for physical affection. You've been struggling? With sleep? And you didn't think to come to me, first?"

He almost sounds... offended that you didn't.

"...Well... I wasn't making a big deal about it,"

"So, no teas, no vitamins, no pills- nothing has helped?"

You shake your head. He sighs.

"Perhaps it is purely psychological... very well. Get up. I hope you don't toss and turn much, I'm a light sleeper,"

Vil is completely still when he sleeps. No tossing, no turning, no drooling, no snoring. He also insists on sleeping on his back, you, clinging to his side, and a single arm around you. Just as elegant as when he's awake. He'd be a true sleeping beauty if not for the mumbles of nonsense that come from him every few minutes. You swear you can make out your own name, once or twice or three times...

He is warm nonetheless, and his mumbles and idle stroking of his fingers on your waist is enough to satisfy you for a night of good sleep.

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sweetbeariesworld · 3 days

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osamu didn’t really have a favorite color.

it wasn’t until he saw you after school one chilly autumn day, your face lighting up with the question, “is that jacket new, ‘samu?”

he nodded—he didn’t think too much of it when he got it for his birthday, so he surely didn’t expect anyone else to notice. “a gift from ma.”

“i like it, it’s my favorite color,” you took in his full appearance, your eyes looking him up and down, “it suits ya.” a cackle escaped you at osamu’s flustered face, only growing louder with him grumbling, “shaddup.” osamu’s biggest tell was always his accent thickening, and you knew it.

as winter came, osamu found himself wearing that same jacket to and from school every day, ignoring atsumu’s relentless “whadda simp” comments, as a part of him hoped you’d one day be chilly enough to need his coat.

and when that day came, with his jacket hugging your figure as you nuzzled in his leftover body heat, osamu found it hard to breathe.

in that moment, he realized he’d found his new favorite color—yours.

a/n: sorry osamu if reader’s favorite color is pink😔 bro’s looking like pepto-bismol.

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sweetbeariesworld · 5 days

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LOVELY JUBBLY ! A CHUBBY ! ☆

i feel like there's not enough chubby yandere appreciation nowadays ! i love me sum chub ! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

PLUS SIZED YAN ! most definitely has a secret snack stash that he keeps specifically stocked with your favorite snacks and his as well - so he and you can have movie nights together without even lifting a finger.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! has the mysterious ability to pull little treats from nowhere. It never ceases to amaze you.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! often gets bullied due to his size, but loves himself because his darling loves him and that's all that matters. He's always been self conscious , but you make it better.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! is the type of person who wears patrick the star like clothing. Like yes, give me a chunky man who dresses like an unhinged uncle I'll love him forever.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! loves - ADORES - having his stomach chub played with or just playfully squeezed. If you squish any fat on his body he will legit propose on the spot - especially if it's lovingly and not to degrade him.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! always takes care of himself , keeping his weight at a healthy balance and always trying out new diets to see what works for him.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! actually loves eating healthy foods , as much as people think he doesn't. His favorite vegetables are carrots and radishes.

PLUS SIZED YAN ! literally is a giant teddy bear. I know it's like a whole thing with chubby people being seen as teddy bears, but like he's LEGITAMATELY a teddy bear. Seams and all. I know, I know, plot twist yes he's not your average human.

☆ TEDDY YAN ! ! ! ☆

He's adorable , he's full o' stuffing , and he's yours ! Buy one today !!!

Requests for him open — ☆

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sweetbeariesworld · 5 days

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Out of all the vice dorm leaders, how would you rank them as yanderes? Just your personal feelings on them, and which you'd rather have

OK BET- you had no idea how much fun I had writing this anon oh my goodness…

My reasoning and general headcanons for all of them, and as always:

Tw: Yandere

Top Tier

Jamil Viper

Look, this man is like on the top of my list of: “Character I would let psychologically traumatise me” because good lord is he or is he not fine.

He just wants someone to worship the ground he walks on and someone who’ll show him the same level of servitude that he was forced to show others all his life, what’s so wrong with that-

But he would be such a fun yandere to be with because Jamil’s somewhat aware of how wrong this situation is. He should not be fantasising about you holding his hand, seated on his lap crooning about how much you admire him, how much you love him and him alone. How no one could ever measure up to Jamil’s mastery about his skills.

But he convinces himself otherwise. Or at least, he’ll try to. Stalking you on your way back to your dorm room is just to protect you, scattering your group of friends will well-placed rumours and lies about your personality, your history…. Is just to ensure you can focus on studying. Jamil’s just trying to look out for you, really.

And when you’re all alone and friendless, he’s going to step up to talk to you, and you’ll cling onto him like a lost lamb, babbling about how grateful you are for him, what you didn’t know what you’ll do without him… it only feeds into his twisted reasoning that what’s he’s doing is right.

Of course, deep down he knows he shouldn’t be doing this. He knows it’s wrong. But he does it anyway. So that sort of internal self conflict in a yandere drives me insane. I need him to lose his mind, rationality corroding before his utter desire.

I want to see him break.

So yeah, that’s why he’s my top yandere for the vice-house wardens!!!

Ruggie Bucchi

Alright, Hyena boy comes in second, because I feel like he would be a pretty fun yandere if anything. He just wants your attention on him, your love, your hands on his skin.

And he’ll do anything to achieve that, even if it means hounding you day and night. Walking through the hallways together, going to the same classes, even when you’re going back to your dorm…You can’t really escape from that familiar voice, simply overflowing with mischief. That snarky little laugh as he snickers at you.

The worst part of all this is that Ruggie’s always implying that you’re the one stalking him. Like come on, he knows you like him, but following him around like this… people might start to think you’re desperate, y’know?

He’s good at that. Pushing all your buttons so you take a swipe at him out of rage. Sometimes, you jab him in the arm with your elbow, or grab his arm firmly. Every single time your hands come into contact with his skin, Ruggie’s shuddering out of ecstasy because you’ve just touched him. Your body’s warmth was against his skin. He’s going insane.

He’s rather good at slipping into your life, pressing all the right buttons to make you annoyed so your attention is solely on him. He’s rather smug about it too, grinning away at your friends when he drags you away for one thing or another.

See, you would choose him. You’ll always choose him… right?

If you ever ignore him, or just not fall for his taunts and his teasing, Ruggie might just be miserable. Being ignored by you would be the worst thing that could ever happen to him. He’ll get physical, pushing you down and grabbing your shoulders with frenzied hands, his fingers trembling all the while.

Why? Why wouldn’t you look at him.

Look at him look at him look at him look at him.

I think he’ll look very pretty crying so-

I mean I don’t mind but….

Jade Leech

Sly, slippery little bastard who’s skilled in pulling certain strings behind people’s back. You’ll never know what he’s plotting unless he wants you to know.

Not going to lie, I’m not terrified of the man, I’m more wary of what the fuck he has on me. In his robe story, doesn’t he have all the information of every freshmen in octavinelle is cute little folders??? All filed neatly for future reference and blackmail I mean whoa who said that.

Jade just loves to see how far his darling will bend, for a lack of a better word. Purposeful engineer scenarios where they are pushed up against a corner, accused of things that they never did. He wants to see your limits. Jade wants to see you at your happiest moments and your worst moments.

He wants to see you smile the brightest you could ever smile, and he wants to see you devastated, tears rolling down your cheeks. Jade’s just curious about you, after all. It’s normal to one to observe every single little thing about what he loves, right? His mushrooms… and you. He wants to know more about you, everything about you.

What it’ll take for you to crack and go grovelling to him for help.

And then he’ll come swooping in like a dark knight to rescue you from those very same scenarios he made. Portraying himself as a hero, even if you know how hypocritical the entire scene is. Jade will keep you close to him, wrapping his lanky arms around your torso. You shouldn’t escape from his clutches, darling. You’ll make him ever so lonely….

And who knows what he’ll do to you then.

Jade’s ranked lower because like there can only be one sadistic fuck in a relationship at any given time/j but I wouldn’t mind being hunted by this eel.

Rook Hunt

Where in the Great Seven do I start with this guy. Literally Night Raven College’s number one stalker, the menace to all students studying in this institution.

He’s the kind of yandere that looks from afar. Rook observes you like a hunter would their prey, but never close enough to make you uncomfortable… or so he believes. But it’s natural prey get skittish when Rook’s gets an inch too close… and the way you bite your lip whenever you’re nervous is simply delightful to see.

He has so many photos of you pinned up behind his wallpaper. Photos of you in class, photos of you hanging out with your friends, and even disturbingly, photos of you in moments you could have sworn to the Great Seven that you were alone. He keeps certain things of yours as well. Your pen you seem fond of bringing up to your lips (he kisses it sometimes, alone in his room) or a blazer you left lying around your dorm… little things like that.

He’s the number one creep, the ultimate stalker. He’s your worshipper, literally kissing the ground you walk upon sometimes… but as much as Rook tries to keep his distance from you, your fear draws him closer and closer.

Like a moth to a flame. But if he were to die in your fiery embrace, Rook would consider it a life well lived indeed. But it’s a pity that such a flame may flicker out with a single gust of wind.

Yes, that’s why he has to take it upon himself to protect you. Your beloved huntsman, doing what’s best for you.

Don’t you agree?

I think like having my photos up someone’s wall isn’t the most fun experience like- why are my photos there for everyone to see- jokes but Rook’s not my type, but y’know what? He may be yours, and all I can say is good for you!!! You get a professional photographer for the piece of your privacy!

Not into that

Trey Clover

He just feels like an extra patient yandere, if that makes sense? Trey does realise what he’s doing is wrong, but it can be excused, can’t it? He’s always been excusing other people’s wrongs, and besides, what use is mortality in this sort of Twisted Wonderland anyways?

He likes to hold you in his arms, coo softly and ask you if there’s anything you want. Trey likes feeling needed, especially since he’s too used to caring for others. For one thing, he’s never going to be super violent with you or anything. Trey’s gentle, truly.

But it’s a sickening sort of patronising gentle, the way someone would touch something fragile and expensive. You see, Trey does truly believe that you’re not made for the world. That you’ve someone naive and innocent to be protected. As if he was your white knight, rushing in to save you from the world’s evils. You don’t have to heart to tell him that the only thing you need saving from was from him.

He coddles his darling, spoils them really. Whatever they want that isn’t too expensive, he’s buying with an indulgent smile. Of course, he’s a little strict as well. Trey sets rules that make you think that he’s doing it all for you. For your good, really. You can’t have any dating apps whatsoever on your phone, because what if someone kidnaps you? You shouldn’t post pictures of yourself on your social media accounts because someone might use them as deepfakes…

The truth is he wants you all to himself, but of course, he’ll never tell you that. His precious, naive darling~

I think I would just suffer under this patronising sort of obsession, so personally? Not into that. Give me someone I can throw down with-

Lilia Vanrouge

The man with three kids, the man who fought through a war. If anything, he’s going to be quite interesting as a yandere.

He generally does let you do whatever you want, but you’ll feel eyes burning into your back at all hours. Lilia knows all your friends, and he’ll insert himself into your conversations with them. Introducing himself as your boyfriend, one hand around your waist at all times. Lilia’s a natural conversationist, and he’ll talk about anything and everything to anyone. He’s fun to be around, and he’s quite attractive too.

Your friends all tell you that you’re so lucky to be with a guy like Lilia. That you should cherish him more. You just smile those times.

You can’t tell them how overbearing Lilia is, when you two are alone. The way he’s so determined to cling onto you no matter where you go, his upper body resting on your shoulders as he floats around. The way he’s so insistent about being near you, at all times. The way he pouts and tells you that you shouldn’t hang out with your friends so much, especially since he’s your boyfriend! He’ll much rather just hang out with you alone.

The way Lilia subtly inserts himself into whatever you do. Same college, same classes, matching ribbons on your uniforms, same phone case, matching avatars in the same game, and now he’s in your groups of friends.

He’s always there.

He’s always there, no matter where you go, what you do.

He’s always there.

Needless to say, this man would drive me insane like ok man- so in a way he would be the most effective yandere against me honestly- but I’m not into that unfortunately.

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sweetbeariesworld · 6 days

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quick short blurb about old man! Logan eating you out bc I can't get that "hey driver!" scene out my head :P

"Logan - please," you mewl as you reach for him. "we shouldn't, not here." You sound so whiny - on the verge of crying. He gets off it - he's shameless about it too - lapping at your pussy until you're fully overstimulated, brainlessly begging for his cock.

He slips his fingers between your folds - thumb circling your clit - rubbing sloppy circles against the sticky bud. You jump at the feeling, legs squeezing his head.

"Close?" He asks with a grin. He knows you are. He knows you - your body. You whine, feeling a gush of slick drip between your thighs. "Don't make a mess sweetheart i gotta pick up a bride in ten minutes."

It's like the middle of a shitty porno, a lucky limo - driver eating out his guest's cunt while on the clock. Uncaring of the consequences because who's gonna tell Logan Howlett shit?

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sweetbeariesworld · 7 days

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[Weed mentions, Submissive Yan]

Stoner Darling with Sammy would be interesting bc if they got him comfy enough to be high around them Sam feels like the kinda guy to not think before he speaks when he's stoned so all the thoughts he suppresses around them would spill out at the worst times.

"Nice, ain't it, Sam? Things have been getting pretty stressful lately... It's nice to be able to clear my head like this with you..."

"Sometimes I think about taking your stress out on me instead..."

"...."

"Sorry...."

"It's cool, Sam."

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sweetbeariesworld · 7 days

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A diasomnia student posts "Find somebody that looks at you like how Malleus Draconia looks at his weird ass hobo of a friend" with a video of an obviously sleep deprived Yuu looking insane and rambling about how fucking mid modern architecture is and THE Malleus Draconia looking at them so lovingly and humming out little distracted "mhm"s like he's not really listening and just trapped in his own little world of Yuu and the next day Diasomnia student B is magicam famous and #MalleusAndHisHotHoboFriend and #HasHeHitThatYet? are trending everywhere.

Many a Pomefior student + Cater are now trying to lowkey stalk these two and rely back to the public because OH MY GOD! MALLEUS, FUTURE KING OF BRIAR VALLEY AND ONE OF THE TOP 5 MAGES IN THE WORLD.... IS VERY CLEARLY SMITTEN FOR AN ABSOLUTE MESS OF A (APPARENTLY MAGICLESS?!) HUMAN.

NO ONE SAW THAT SHIT COMING.

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sweetbeariesworld · 8 days

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Hello, can I order the Headcanon Yandere Uzui with a Gn reader who loves his boobs and who always sticks her face in his chest and massages, touches and sucks his nipples But who is ashamed to confess for fear of being thought that the S/O is a pervert.

In a scenario where he kidnaps his S/O who, instead of freaking out, stares at his boobs and asks if he can touch them.

I think he would be the type to go shirtless just to have his S/O touching him constantly.

Warnings: yandere behavior and nsfw

A/N: I got confused by this so I decided to do headcanons. Ty for the request <3

He actually enjoys this way too much.

Uzui loves how naughty you can be, especially when he wakes up in the morning or does a workout in the backyard; he really finds your reactions to be very adorable, the way your eyes just follow him around as he does daily tasks.

Not only does he purposely wear tight clothing, but he makes sure to always bear his chest around. He loves admiring the way you shuffle behind him and ask if you can touch his chest, to which you never have to ask permission for.

Speaking of permission, Uzui has given you all the nodding on touching him whenever you want. Anytime of the day, evening or night, you can reach over and grab his

Definitely teases on how perverted you can be. But he means no harm, Uzui loves how dirty-minded you are. Something he and you both have in common.

As for your worries of being ashamed of being dirty-minded or having the fear he’ll be grossed out, he always assures you that he’s always known – and that he doesn’t mind one bit.

Will ask you questions regarding his chest, asking if he should get nipple piercings or wear certain clothing that make his nipples hard. Regardless of your opinion, one day, he will show up at the house with aching nipple-piercings, teasing you the minute he steps into the home: “Wait until it’s healed than you can suck like a good ol’ whore.”

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sweetbeariesworld · 9 days

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power came back on and i was greeted by hugh jackman being the dilfest of dilfs with glasses AND THE SALT AND PEPPER BEARD MAKES A RETURNNNN

(live stream link is in his insta story, but it’s not working for me personally send help)

(EDIT: I HAD TWO OF THE SAME PHOTO PUT UP DONT PERCEIVE ME IM JUST GONNA DELETE THAT)

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sweetbeariesworld · 9 days

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Hello, Lorkai, could you do headcanons or a drabble, with Yandere Sebastian, what would his relationship be like with a beloved captive and has he tied her to him, making her the mother of his children? If you don't feel comfortable with this, I will understand. ^⁠_⁠^

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Your relationship with Sebastian depends entirely with how you react with him and around him. Do you misbehave, do you hate him? Well, then he is forceful and wicked, taking whatever he wants from you wether you want it or not. But if you are willing and afraid? Oh, he is a tease, scaring you to hell and back, though he is much nicer. And if you do love him back? Then you have more freedom than you know what to do with it, he trusts you enough to know you won't do anything stupid to lose his trust.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Life in general is good. He built a house for you in the middle of nowhere, calculating the probability of anyone passing through it, and how far the hospital and market is. Sebastian has everything planned. He also takes your opinions very seriously, letting you help him paint the walls or decorating the house.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He often let's you engage on your hobbies when you're good. Bringing you books, sewing supplies, sketchbook for you to draw on, etc. And he like to insert himself into your hobbies too, admiring you lovingly with two big hearts for eyes.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Demons are jealous creatures so I don't think he'll babytrap his darling, though the possibility is there if darling really wants it or if you force his hand one too many times. And being pregnant of a demon is way difficult so you'll have to relies on him for nine months or suffer from the pain and cravings, and hormones and all.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ While you have free access to the door, as you two are way far from civilization, Sebastian knows that if you run away you won't go too far. You had to run for kilometers and kilometers, and he is a wicked little demon, if you were to succeed he'd be there waiting for you, a smile on his face as he carries you bridal style back home, humming gleefully. You can run but never escape. It's like playing with a kitten, he always find you.

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sweetbeariesworld · 9 days

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You who's studying abroad in the UK where you have a one night stand with Ghost at a bar; it's a special night for the soldiers and he gets lucky after making you laugh by telling a shitty joke thanks to the liquid confidence in you. You ask his name, and he tells you there's no need — that you'd forget by the end of the night.

Taking you back home, there was no time wasted. The man practically has you seeing stars. He pumps you full of cum, whispers absolute filth in your ears and leaves bruises on your thighs by the time it's all over. He at least cleans you up, gives you proper aftercare before disappearing while your still fucked out of your mind.

Anyways, a great night. perfect 10/10, you have a story to tell your girls. So, your life continues on track as normal, right?

Wrong!

You dream of him. You have countless dreams of him. They were graphic reenactments of that night. His stubble rubbing against your cheek, his lust-filled eyes burning into yours even in the darkness. And oh, his voice - deep and confident - the very reason why you were drawn to him in the first place.

He creeps into your dreams every single night without fail, so much so that it frustrates you. surely not because you were soaking wet afterwards, no, no, it was only because he was so annoying! Surely it wasn't because you’d end up pumping your fingers in and out your soaked cunt for hours in hopes of recreating that mindblowing orgasm he'd given you only to fail each time.

After your 10th failed attempt to cum, you crack asking the friend who took you out to the bar in the first place if she knew who the soldier was and she claims her boyfriend does. You've met Kyle before, he's a handsome man with dreamy eyes and a gentleman's demeanor.

Kyle tells you he'd pass the word back to his lieutenant, but he's a busy man who doesn't stay in one place. There's no guarantee he'd even respond.

Lucky you, screwing a lieutenant who probably doesn't remember who you are or won't have the time to find out.

The waiting game painfully starts all while the dreams continue. Each torturous night leaves you more and more agitated than before. By the 4th night, you already embraced the restlessness sure to come when the vibration of your phone changes everything.

Directly on the home screen was a text from an unknown number. There was no name, but you had a feeling who it was based on the message.

“Keep the front door unlocked for me.”

A/N I wrote this during hurricane francine when my power went out, I think she gave me superpowers. Idk I'll start flying tmr!!

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sweetbeariesworld · 9 days

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old man logan drives me insane

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sweetbeariesworld · 9 days

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Twisted Wonderland Monsterverse AU?

What monsters do you think each of the characters would be? (With the exception of the Beastmen, Mermen and Fae Characters since they’re technically monsters already)

These are a few ideas on what I think some of the characters might be (You can change these, since I’m mainly guessing)

I can definitely see Jamil as a Naga

Kalim makes me think of an Otter (So cute and adorable that you can forget that Otters are dangerous)

I feel like Vil would probably be a Harpy, specifically a Peacock Harpy (Very pretty, confident and can be aggressive)

Rook would probably also be a Harpy, specifically one of the Birds of Prey (He’s a Hunter after all) like a Peregrine Falcon or a species of Eagle

Idia would a God of Death, the Dead and Ruler of the Underworld and Ortho either being a Soul or Cerberus(?)

I feel like Silver would either be Human, Bear or a Bird, like a Barn Owl (They’re very cute)

Did most characters, some are more than a little obvious (given they are already creatures in Twisted Wonderland anyway).

Divus is a Selkie and is very protective over his fur.

Sam is a Shadow man (we all saw that coming).

Vargas is a minotaur.

Trein is a sphinx.

Crowley is a Crow Fae (obviously).

Ace is a Satyr and thinks playing the pan flute is dumb.

Deuce is a Faun- basically a Satyr with better horns and a stronger sense of justice, known for helping lost travelers.

Cater is a water nymph and is often seen bothering Trey while he is resting in the waters of the lake of Heartslabyul.

Che'nya is a Bakeneko- twin tailed cat that typically symbolizes bad luck.

Trey is a Kelpie centaur and often seen with Riddle as they are good friends, or Cater riding around on his back despite the usual warning that comes with trying to ride a Kelpie.

Riddle is a unicorn centaur and he hates that so many tease him about being a 'girly' creature. Very gifted with magic and extremely proud, his mother was very strict about Riddle being the perfect unicorn growing up.

Jack is a Werewolf.

Ruggie is a Gnoll.

Leona is a Nemean Lion.

Azul is a Cecaelia- basically what he is now, an octo-merman.

Jade and Floyd are Eel Mermen (predictably).

Kalim is a Genie that genuinely wants to help people and grant wishes but always winds up granting wishes that have unfortunate unforseen consequences.

Jamil is definitely a Naga, but he is the Naga that protects Kalim's lamp and treasure since Kalim is a Genie from a long line of powerful Genies.

I agree that Vil is a Peacock Harpy. He loves to preen and make a show of fanning out his tail-feathers, very proud and wickedly smart.

Neige is a mourning dove Harpy.

Rook is a Drider- spider centaur- specifically a Huntsman-Spider Drider who is a master of spinning web traps and even hunting down his prey, as Huntsman-spiders (usually the males) are voracious wandering predators. (I headcannon all Driders can spin webs)

Epel is a wood nymph, specifically of the Apple tree variety.

Idia is a Shinigami. Technically still a death-god and likely a high ranking death-god given he is already descendant of a high ranking family.

Ortho is also a Shinigami, he is still the little brother of Idia despite what happened to him, so I'm saying he is still a Shinigami.

Silver is a Cervitaur- a Deer centaur- and is just starting to get more prongs on his horns, which Lilia is absolutely thrilled with and often teases Silver about.

Lilia is a Bat Fae.

Malleus is Dragon Fae.

Sebek is a Raiju Fae.

Rollo is a Fire Nymph.

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Yandere elf x reader - Bath time :)

Character and Art belongs to @meo-eiru! Please check out her blog ✨ Another BIG thanks for creating him!

This is a follow-up to my last fic: if you want to read that one, click here. I'm not sure if I'll do another one, a bit out of ideas lol.

Warning: 18+ content, non-con, drugging, general nsfw !

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The water stung your damaged knee. Silas was preparing something in a wooden pail, humming some tune, while you sunk deeper into the hot spring. The water brushed your chin, as you glared at the back of the stupid elf’s head, bobbing back and forth as he dunked colorful fluids from flasks into the bucket. His long, luscious hair was levitating on the water's clear surface, covering his butt.

You were so close to freedom. He told you he’s enchanted the area now, stopping you from leaving entirely. No idea how that worked, but he showed you by pushing you gently against an invisible barrier. Your cheek had squished against the unseen partition, like when a human tests their cat’s intelligence against walls in those videos. “To protect you”, he explained in his sing-song trill.

If you hadn’t been injured, you would’ve made it. Away from this maniac.

“Look what Mama made!”

Silas held the bucket under your nose, smiling serenely. The liquid was a mix of pinkish goop and specks of sparkles. Your eyes lingered on the strange soup, then turned up to meet his excited face.

“What the fuck is this”, you mumbled crossly.

“No swearing, darling!” He patted your head. He didn’t know what the word “fuck” meant, but he read that it is bad for children to use. “It’s my healing salt! Doesn’t it smell amazing?”

Silas kept holding it under your nose. It did smell good, damn it.

“It will heal your poor leg. Plus, it makes everything feel a bit tingly. Healthy for cleaning up down there.” He gestured to his crotch.

Fuck.

Without warning, he dunked the solution into the bath. The mixture oozed slowly into the clear spring. The effect of it was almost instantaneous. You felt the biting pain ebb from your limb and you sighed in relief. Elf magic was so fascinating. If only Silas wasn’t such a freaking psycho. You would love to learn more about it. And then go back home and sleep in a bed without tits in your face.

He was right about the prickly sensation. You felt a warmth pulsate down there, as you absentmindedly sunk deeper into the water. Your gaze blurred and you felt the comfort of the heat engulf you.

Silas pulled you to him and placed you in his lap. His towering upper body remained out of the pool, the breezy touch of his skin a great juxtaposition to the searing heat of the water. To be fully engulfed, he would have had to spread himself across the whole spring, leaving no room for you.

You felt him grow below you. The effects of the water seemed to work on his form as well. His cheeks blushed.

“Be good, darling.” He breathed into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “Let’s heal you completely.”

Your leg was fine. You didn’t need any more healing.

Silas’ lips brushed yours, his tongue slinking quickly and entangling in yours. The potion and his saliva were making you go crazy, your lap roaring with want. It was impossible to bottle up.

The potion made movement slow. You were attempting to push away with the last of your wits, but it came across as you gently pressing his chest together. He misunderstood and held your face up to his breasts.

“Drink up…”, he trebled, leading your mouth to his hard teat. It was hopeless.

Your wet lips traced around it and you felt the elf jitter under you with excitement. His hands were softly trailing down your back and took hold of your bottom, squeezing the soft tissue. The water delayed his movement, but you felt him lift you slightly, hovering dangerously above his throbbing shaft.

You could feel him against your entrance, nudging slightly. The heat consumed you, thrumming in the area, wanting. You released your lips from his chest, gazing dozily into his red face. If he was blushing more, you could not tell. He looked so enthralled; the big, dumb eyes full of devotion to you.

Silas crashed into your lips again, kissing desperately, lapping up every part of your mouth. The more saliva you exchanged, the more you felt yourself pulsate. The waves within you crashed, begging for relief. You tried to use your arms to push him off of you, but they felt so limp.

You hated this effect he had on you. You couldn’t stop yourself. This surge and needing the release - it drove you insane.

Floating above him in the spring, you felt him twitch there in unfair expectation. He was far too massive for you.

Silas wrapped one arm around your waist, pushing you closer into his body. Your breasts compressed against his and he moaned shakily at the sensation.

“Mama will heal you, dear…”, he huffed after releasing himself from your lips, with bits of drivel escaping his mouth. “I lov-“

You couldn’t take it anymore. You sat down on him, letting the beginning of him enter you with a strong jerk. He filled you up, with just so little of him inside. Your entire body shook from the flash.

Silas head knocked back; his eyes crossed as he let out the loudest yelp you had ever heard from him. He had never felt you like this before. He only dared milking himself in your sweet mouth, for fear of tearing you apart. But this… the feeling of your tight, velvety walls, the little he could feel of it was enough to make his world spin.

He instinctively grabbed your hips with a jolt and lifted you up and down on him. He wanted more of that sensation, more. More. More!

You were bouncing on top of him and felt every sinew explode with electricity. He bucked his hips slightly when you bobbed back down, but not too much in fear of breaking you, slowly deepening each thrust.

Although you could hear his pitiful “Ah! Ah! Ah!”s, your entire environment seemed to muffle. All you could feel was the inconsolable penetration. The way every jab made your groin burst into flames. The water splashed vigorously around you, as he guided your body into his. He lifted you like you weighed nothing. His head was still jerked back with his eyes in the back of his head, it seemed he was unable to do anything other than plunge halfway into you.

You couldn’t help but release low moans yourself, the note of your bellows making him tense up more. His large hands were clasping your ass, the flesh spilling out between his long fingers. You whimpered and let him consume you, every thrust splitting your walls further. The loud clapping of your bodies and the vigorous splashing, you were intoxicated. The sounds. The sensation. It was diabolical.

You let out a string of deep moans, as you came, the wetness around his shaft increasing as you tightened your grip around him. Silas couldn’t hold it any longer, either, as he erupted within you, squealing from the overwhelming pleasure.

He spilled out of you. A puddle of white foam bubbled around you. Silas heaved loudly, blinking excessively and tilted his head back forward, staring dumbfoundedly at you.

He looked like you beat him up. Tears were escaping his rippling eyes, as a tiny sob hiccupped out of him.

Fucking baby.

“D-Do you feel better now? Have I healed you?”, he squeaked, pulling you into his arm cages again.

You rolled your eyes and nodded out of sheer vanquish. There was no point explaining to him that this wasn’t how you heal humans. There was no point explaining to him that mothers don't do this.

Silas kissed your head and swirled his hand in the water, making his semen drift away from you. “Oh…all the precious milk. Gone…”

He grabbed a sponge from behind him and started cleaning you feebly, his hands still shaking from the massive release. You saw a tear fall from his cheek. Without thinking, you brushed another one off his cheek.

He gaped at you after the gesture, pausing his scrubbing.

“O-oh darling. You really love me, don’t you? That’s why it felt so good…”, he smiled widely, more tears splashing out of his googly eyes.

You didn’t answer. You didn't know why you just did that.

Silas hugged you so tightly, you let out a wheeze.

“I love you too, my sweet!!” he squeaked and squished you more. “It’s getting late. We still need to have dinner! And you need a proper portion of milk!”

You closed your eyes, sighing.

Another milking session...

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