#bottom riddle

[meebs-sleeps]

heyy, how would mr. twinkle rosehearts act desperately towards darling? I bet he whimpers 💯

Mr. Twinkle Rosehearts??? HAHS4BSBSBBD

I know who you are, 'anon', you can't hide from me.

Anyways!

YES! THIS MAN WHIMPERS!! YOU CAN'T TELL ME OTHWRWISE!!

HE IS A BOTTOM BOY! BOTTOM BOY! (or maybe a switch? there are a few moments where I go like 'Damn'😳)

He definitely cries too. Little emotional boy fr. Bbg.

I would just think that while you are riding/pegging him, he would bury his head in your shoulder so that you can't see his blushy teary face and tries to muffle his little whimpers and hiccups

He would also go like "Ah~! This act.. is so indecent! If someone comes in–" Shhh baby Riddle after this you will get cookie ( >• w •)>🍪

Such an assertive man till he is in bed. I think cause he is so strick on himself, so he never really banged his wang before.

So he definitely comes fast and gets overestimated quickly. Silly little baby he is 🥺

[casper-perry]

dirtbag

author: roxas_oxo13

summary:

“I can’t,” Riddle whispers. “Can’t what?” “Wear those types of things.” Floyd grips Riddle’s hips. Riddle spurts, overstimulated. “Why not?” It’s against the rules, he thinks.

Riddle Rosehearts loses his virginity in a club and falls into an inadvisable situationship with the sleazy shithead who changed his life.

[reichurine]

Bunny Day 🍩💖

[twisted-deal]

Listen to the roses, they only want what's good for you...

[brbrbrbruh]

sleepyhead kitten harry

[starry-bi-sky]

finally giving fem danyal her own au and fulfilling my 'danny is an animal whisperer' agenda at the same time: mother of monsters danyal 2.0

i say "2.0" because TECHNICALLY 'mother of monsters danyal' is an au I made back in June for Dark fem!Danyal (who I promptly named Layal). However, I haven't posted much for her yet, and I like the "mother of monsters" premise too much to leave it only to Layal. Plus Danyal in that au was going to become the mother of monsters anyway, just with significantly less world domination and mass extinction.

'Animal whisperer' Danny has been something I've been thinking about since my latest DP 'wolfpack au' post and it's! So fun to think about, and who no better to assign the idea to than Danyal Al Ghul? Who comes from a family infamously known for their love of animals and nature?

Fem Danyal is just purely self-indulgent. *gestures wildly at her* i just lomvb,,, her,,,, I've only really mentioned her in context of the 'Things in Threes' au/my first Danyal al Ghul au with the facial scar, but she's!!! I love her. She deserves her own au <33

So kill three birds with one stone! Make a post about it.

Anyways, Danny has a large lair. Similar to cult leader danyal, her lair is a giant mountain region resembling nanda parbat with a big temple/palace-like area built into the mountain. It's large, it's overflowing with natural flora, with its own mini-floating islands hovering over some areas, and it's also completely empty.

Danny takes one look at her lair upon first meeting, -- noting that it looked relatively smaller from the outside -- and promptly, with the elegance of an Al Ghul, goes "What the hell??" Because yes, while she does enjoy her own solitude and privacy, this is a bit ridiculous.

For heaven's sake, there's even a massive lake in there! What's she going to do with all this space? Can she make it any smaller? Why is it so big in the first place? This looks borderline like one of the mega-islands!

She finds out later that apparently, the amount of ectoplasm a ghost has can have an effect on the size of their lair. And since she has such a large core, her lair reflects that. Wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff, it's bigger on the inside so it doesn't take up "too much space" on the outside. Don't worry about it too much.

Danyal isn't totally opposed to having such a large lair, she's just... a bit baffled by it. It feels like so much wasted space is all. All this flora and no fauna to enjoy it with. It's practically eerie.

She decorates her temple-palace area, transforming rooms to match her needs as she sees fit. In the center of the inner gardens is a massive tree that she likes to climb, with twisting, winding branches. Sam and Tucker have honorary rooms, even if they can't safely leave the specter speeder for long periods of time, even with proper safety equipment. So does Jazz. Ali (Dani) has one too, but he can actually use that one, and Danny brought him to her lair so he could decorate it himself.

She has a personal garden, but for the most part she lets the flora exist as it is. Too much space to cultivate it en masse anyways.

Skip to a few weeks later, on her next visit to Clockwork. She developed a habit of going to see him semi-regularly just because. She enjoys his wisdom, and he has a lot of stories to tell, and when he's not being the cryptic and esoteric timekeeper, he's a bit goofy.

(pushing my dadwork agenda here,,, i think Danny deserves to go 'hey, Lord Clockwork, do you want me to buy you something' while she's at walmart, only to receive a singular glowing sticky note that says 'cucumber gatorade'.)

(She insists on referring to him with his proper titles even for the most mundane of things because it's proper, but Clockwork sees a future where she eventually calls him "Cee" and by all things in existence is he determined to get there. Anyways,,,)

On her next visit to Clockwork, just as she is about to leave, Clockwork stops her and goes; "Ah, I have something for you. Hold out your hands."

Danny does as such, and Clockwork doesn't give out things often, so her curiosity has spiked to the highest levels. He turns away from her for a moment, using his staff to summon whatever it is he needs, and when he turns around.

He drops a fish into her hands. Granted, a fish in a small glass tank. But a fish nonetheless. A small one, roughly about the size of her finger, with a blue-black, eel-shaped body and four sets of glowing eyes. She can see thin, almost translucent, but spiny fins down its back and the start of bioluminescent markings. It's swimming around in circles in its small container.

"Lord Clockwork." Danyal says all too calmly.

"Yes, Danyal?"

"What is this?"

"That is an adolescent leviathan, Danyal." She’s transfixed onto the tank, but she doesn’t need to see Clockwork’s face to hear the smile he’s stifling.

The myriad of emotions that runs through her all at once threatens to overwhelm her, and she can’t tell if the feelings are negative or positive. So she carefully closes her eyes to breathe in through her nose.

“Clockwork.”

“Ah, I see you’ve dropped formalities.”

She ignores that.

“Why have you given me an adolescent leviathan?”

She's expecting the trickster to look amused when she opens her eyes. Instead, he just looks endeared. "I know you're fond of animals," he says, "and you always look amazed when you come across an animal of the realms. So I thought you might enjoy taking care of the young beast, it's mother is dead so it has no one to care for it."

Oh.

"But, if you don't like it," Clockwork's hands reach out for the tank, "I can simply take it back--"

Danyal shifts the tank out from his reach and hugs it possessively. "I never said that. How do I care for it?"

And so clockwork gives her a list, and when Danyal returns to her lair, she sets up a large tank in her room for the leviathan to swim in -- it's much too small for the lake right now, she thinks. She'll feel better if it's somewhere she can find it. She names him Suhā.

Suhā grows quickly, and by the end of the mortal month she transforms one of the rooms into a large pond for him to swim around in. He's a very loyal beast, recognizing her as it's mother of some kind. Danyal takes great care ensuring that her beastie gets quality care, and Suhā swims to the surface to see her when he senses her in the room.

It spirals from there. Somehow, Pandora catches wind that Clockwork gave her a leviathan, and so the next time Danyal visits the Greater Athens, she gives her a baby chimera. It's eyes are still sealed shut, Danyal can't bring herself to say no. She names the little beastie Firas.

Frostbite hears about it too, and not to be outdone, gives her an animal she's never even heard of. Infinite-realms born, apparently. A fox-like creature with two small horns like an impala, four eyes, and tall legs. The name isn't something she's quite sure how to write down, and she's positive that her friends won't be able to comprehend it. She names her Eira.

Getting the three of them used to each other was... interesting. Suhā tried to eat Firas when Danyal first introduced the two, and they've hated each other ever since. Firas and Eira are seemingly getting along. Her island already feels full enough with the three of them on it.

Of course, that's not the end of it. With her luck, she begins stumbling across other monsters. Realms-borne or otherwise. An injured hydra in the Grecian islands that, through lots of trial and error, Danyal is able to rehabilitate and heal. It routinely comes to visit her afterwards.

A griffin with a broken wing that she moves permanently to the island that likes to keep to itself, but tends to come down when she's near. It gets along best with Firas.

A panther-like monster from the Shades Woods that had six legs and three tails, with ends that reminded her of a venus flytrap. It stuck around the heavy foliage and she can only make out where it was when she saw its golden eyes reflect.

She befriends a young indrik with its leg injured, and much like the hydra it follows her back to her island, and stays there in the mountains. It comes out when she's alone, much like her other beasts.

She receives two more leviathan -- one from clockwork, and one she finds herself while exploring the deeper and darker recesses of the Ghost Zone. It was huddled against the carcass of its mother, and she managed to befriend and get close enough to it to bring it back to her island. Suhā is fully grown by then, with a head bigger than Danyal herself and he still likes to stick her head out of the water for nuzzles when she's near.

He's not very happy with his new siblings, but he's not trying to eat them when she's not looking. So she calls it a win in her book.

And it's not just large beasts either; smaller animals begin popping up when she's not looking. Bird-like creatures and small mammals, and she swears she saw a doe (or something resembling a doe) grazing in the forest while she was walking by.

She takes back with her a lone snake egg once, and it grows so big it wraps around her island and sleeps with its massive head on the mountain beside the temple, like some smaller breed of Jörmungandr.

And on and on it goes. Some of the beasts she comes across never step foot onto her island, some of them follow her back, while others she has to carry back. Not all of the ones that follow her stay, and Danny rehabilitates the injured and releases them when they're fully healed.

It's hectic, and busy, and frankly she loves it. Some of her rehabilitated beasts return to visit her, or to have their children somewhere on the island, or whatever it is they need to do.

She becomes a bit infamous for it. She goes to visit Dorathea once, and as she's walking through the streets she can hear some of the denizens whispering while she walks past.

"Is that her?"

"Her highness' friend? Yes--"

"--that's the one--"

"--Mother of monsters--"

Danny's not sure how to feel about that.

Although, she can't say she's opposed.

Danyal Al Ghul, Mother of monsters, raiser of beasts. It has a nice ring to it.

[vamp1r3gf]

I love seeing psychopath “uncaring” selfish Tom absolutely lose his shit once something horrible he totally set in motion actually actually has (gasp) consequences!

(This is with special focus on when Harry bears the brunt of it and gets actually grievously injured/half dead)

[tmrhpgiftexchange]

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[albondiguilla007]

My submission for the @tomarrybigbang of 2024. Thank you to all the mods that helped organize this fest 💕

Explicit, 4.4k, Chapter 1

Summary:

Harry Potter is done.

He's been in the past for months now, working undercover as a poorly paid waiter in The Lounge: Britain's magical elite's favorite restaurant. He's more than ready to wrap things up, get the fuck out of 1953 and hug his godson again.

Enter, Tom Riddle: Dark Lord in The Making and Arsehole Extraordinaire. (And owner of The Most Fuckable Mouth Harry's seen since his days of shameless debauchery he was young.)

Impulse control has never been a strong suit of his, and this mission is proving to be the most difficult one yet.

My parter for this fest was the talented @00queasy00, who did this beautiful art!

[slitherinfest]

🐍 Slither In Fest Masterlist

Huge thank you to all of our talented participants! We love and appreciate all your enthusiasm for bottom Tom | Voldemort content in this fandom. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Here is a list of all our fantastic entries this year! (Please comment here if you don't see your Tumblr @'ed, so we can add it!)

💚 Karma’s a bitch by @albondiguilla007 4,130 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom betrays Harry. Harry’s not happy about it.

💚 Resonating Souls by @endlessburningdarkness 4,063 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Minister Riddle has an unusually dream filled night.

💚 To Corrupt a Unicorn by beanclip 4,766 | Completed | E | Ship: Tom Riddle/Hepzibah Smith, Tom Riddle/Original Male Character(s)

Blood, fear, and ancient, untouched books. Amortentia.

💚 To be Entwined by @cyandenial 5,055 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Harry and Tom grew up together, and it's more than just a brotherly bond that connected them.

💚 as sweet as blood red jam by @cindle-writes 4,974 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom meets Harry for the first time at a Ministry function that Tom’s attending as Minister Diggory’s plus-one.

💚 delicatus by @cindle-writes 4,974 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Lord Voldemort is an instructive Lord-Father-God-Master-Papa.

💚 forgive me father by @cindle-writes 2,396 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom sneaks into his father’s bed and touches himself while Harry lies sleeping next to him, unawares.

💚 Pink Shorts by @crowcrowcrowthing 5,574 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Tom was very good at pilates. Harry had a problem with that.

💚 Aliquot (sequel to Pink Shorts) by @crowcrowcrowthing, @cindle-writes 4,644 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Harry and Tom continue fucking on every available surface.

💚 synoptic by @duplicitywrites 1,380 | WIP | E | Ship: Tom Riddle/Tom Riddle

Fifty years in isolation is enough to drive anyone a bit mad.

💚 Is It Baby Trapping if I Didn’t Actually Want to Trap You? by @dearestdo3 12,398 | WIP | M | Ship: Orion Black/Tom Riddle, Walburga Black/Orion Black, Walburga Black/Tom Riddle

Tom Riddle just wanted to scam Lord Black so he'll have enough money to run away from Wizarding Britain for good.

💚 french affair by @heyob 2,693 | Completed | E | Ship: Rodolphus Lestrange/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Rodolphus Lestrange was willing to do anything to avoid getting married, even if he has to get caught fucking the Dark Lord.

💚 Premium Pussy by @hopeforthewitch 3,200 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom shouldn't, but he has favourites, case in point: James Black.

💚 Fake Boyfriend by J0305 2,432 | WIP | M | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom needs a boyfriend, and Harry is the perfect one for him.

💚 Taking Feet Pics Is Serious Business by Just_praises 2,151 | WIP | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom didn't think selling feet pics would end up sustaining his entire livelihood.

💚 Slow Soak by @lyceana 1,431 | WIP | E | Ship: Rubeus Hagrid/Tom Riddle, Whomping Willow/Tom Riddle

These tender roots need to soak in water. They'll slowly grow, but it will be worth the wait, or this it what he's praying for.

💚 Your Wish, My Command by @moontearpensfic 3,987 | WIP | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tom wants to deepen his relationship with his father. If only his "mother" wasn't in the way…

💚 throne sex by @zolpidem105 Art | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Voldemort

harry potter is an undercover auror. voldemort is lord voldemort.

💚 family friends by @reggieblk 12,279 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Harry had always considered Tom to be a little brother of sorts.

💚 Make a wish by @sri-verse 2,664 | WIP | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Horcrux/Harry Potter

An attempt to fulfill an innocent childhood wish of a gold cauldron has some unforeseen consequences for Harry James Potter.

💚 i wanna have sex with you (your sweet caress won't do) by @ujiin 8,061 | Completed | E | Ship: Tom Riddle/Tom Riddle Sr.

Tom Sr is horrified to find out that his son is the lowest of the low in society.

💚 compromising positions by @virgil-anon 2,294 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

He was Tom Riddle! (He was Tom Potter) ((He was Lord Voldemort))

💚 An Abundance of Riddles by Anonymous 1,223 | WIP | E | Ship: Tom Riddle | Voldemort/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

November 1st, 1981, Tom Riddle wakes up in the cave and learns that he used to be the Locket Horcrux.

💚 Time in a Whiskey Bottle by Anonymous 5,401 | Completed | E | Ship: Rubeus Hagrid/Tom Riddle

Stripper Tom & Rubeus Hagrid fall in love at the club.

💚 Ride it Like It's Quidditch by Anonymous 2,163 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Tom hates Harry and plans on making him kneel.

[glittervame]

Some puppies don't learn their lesson...

I used it...

Heavy bottom! Mattheo riddle x FEM!Reader 1.17K Words

Warnings: Smut (Wrap it before you tap it), Y/n being a jealous bitch, Fred and George being little shits

The sun cast a warm, golden glow over the common room between the four houses, as Y/n L/n, a model Ravenclaw, sat atop a tall, wooden stool with her legs neatly crossed and her chin propped up on her interlaced fingers. Her raven-black hair flowed like silk down her back, each strand perfectly placed. Her emerald green eyes scanned the room, observing every movement, every expression, every detail. She was the epitome of calm, collected, and strategic - everything her boyfriend, Mattheo, was not. He was the Slytherin boy with a carefree attitude, the one who always seemed to attract attention wherever he went, especially from girls.

It was no secret that Y/n was jealous of those girls. Her cheeks would flush, her heart would race, and her mind would race with irrational thoughts whenever she saw them flirting with him. It was then that she would lose control, and her strategic mind would give way to her jealousy. But tonight, something was different. As Y/n watched a group of giggling girls approach Mattheo, her heart didn't race quite as fast, and her grip on her wand didn't tighten quite as much. Maybe, just maybe, she was learning to trust him, to let go of her need to control every situation.

Her eyes met Mattheo's, and for a moment, they shared a glance. He smiled at her, and she couldn't help but frown, she knew that smile and knew he was up to something. The giggling girls surrounded him, each one trying to get his attention, their words a blur of flirtatious banter. Y/n's grip on her wand tightened, but only slightly. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction of thinking they were getting to her.

Mattheo, sensing her presence, glanced over at her before turning back to the girls. He leaned in closer, his voice lowering to a teasing murmur. "You know, I really love your eyes, their shining like saphiers," he purred, earning him a few more giggles. Y/n felt her cheeks flush, her anger rising. But then, Mattheo did something unexpected. He casually winked at her before turning back to the group of girls.

Y/n quickly turned on her feet, walking away from the group. He knows what he's doing and he knows how she's going to react to it, what he doesn't know is that she's going to punish him for it. As she stormed through the hallways, her eyes scanned the halls, searching for any signs of Fred and George. She knew that they would have some sort of prank ready to help her get back at the girls. Finally, she spotted them leaning against a wall, grinning ear to ear. "I need your help," she said, her voice sharp and calculated "I need a prank, something big."

Fred and George grinned even wider at Y/n's demand. "Oh, you've come to the right place," George said, his voice low and conspiratorial. "We've been working on a little something special. Something that's sure to make any girl turn blue in the face."

Y/n nodded, her emerald eyes narrowing with determination. "Let's see it," she growled.

The twins shared a knowing look before pulling out a small, innocuous-looking bottle from their robes. "This is our latest invention," Fred began, his tone proud. "It's called the 'Blue Moon Potion.'"

Y/n raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And how does it work?"

"Just like the name suggests," George explained, "when a girl drinks it, she will turn a deep shade of blue. It's completely harmless, but it's enough to make anyone look ridiculous."

Y/n grinned, her teeth white against her pale skin. "Perfect. I want you to slip it into these girls' pumpkin juice at breakfast." She paused, handing them a list of names. "But I want them to know it's from me. Make sure they know they've been warned." I hand them a sack of galleons and raise a brow, "That enough?" I ask, watching them carefully.

Fred and George took the list and the galleons, pocketing them quickly. "That should be more than enough," George assured her. "Don't worry, we'll make sure they know it's from you. Just sit back and enjoy the show."

With a nod, Y/n turned and walked away, her heart racing with anticipation. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she thought about the girls' reactions when they turned blue. It would be the ultimate prank for the month, and it would prove to Mattheo that she could trust him to keep his word.

The next morning, as the students filed into the Great Hall for breakfast, Y/n took her seat across from Mattheo. Her heart was racing, but she tried to appear calm and collected. She glanced over at the group of giggling girls from the night before, and for a moment, she wondered if they had any idea what was about to happen.

As they sat down at their table, Fred and George slipped into the seats behind them, carefully pouring a few drops of the Blue Moon Potion into their pumpkin juice. They waited until the girls had taken sips before disappearing back into the crowd.

Time seemed to slow down as Y/n watched the girls drink their juice. She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her as they took their first sips. Then, one by one, they began to cough and choke, their faces turning an increasingly shade of blue. The Great Hall erupted into chaos as students began to point and laugh at the poor girls.

Mattheo, sitting across from her, couldn't hide his grin. He leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper. "You did it, didn't you?" Y/n felt a blush creeping up her neck, but she kept her expression neutral. "I had a little help," she replied, nodding discreetly in Fred and George's direction. They were now standing on their chairs, laughing hysterically as they waved to the crowd.

The girls, still coughing and turning an even deeper shade of blue, began to look around frantically for the culprit. Y/n couldn't help but feel a small thrill of victory as their accusatory glances flickered in her direction. She held their gaze defiantly, her eyes flashing with confidence.

As the breakfast period came to an end and the girls were led away, their blue faces still a testament to Y/n's ingenuity, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She glanced over at Mattheo, who was still watching her with that amused grin. He gave her a wink, and for a moment, she felt a warmth spread through her chest.

Later that night Y/n had Mattheo handcuffed to her bed refusing to give him any stimulation. "You're going to stay here and service me until you've earned my trust back." She told him as he lay there bound and unable to move. "And that's going to take a very long time." She smirked as she straddled his hips and began to slowly grind against him. "I want you begging for me, Matty" She whispered in his ear, nipping at his earlobe.

Mattheo groaned, his hands flexing against the cuffs. "I'm not sure I'll ever get to that point, Y/n," he said, trying to maintain his composure. "You're so… so good." He arched his back against the mattress, feeling her warmth pressing against him.

Y/n laughed, a seductive sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, you'll get there eventually," she purred, leaning down to capture his lips with her own. Her tongue danced with his, and she began to rock her hips harder against him. She could feel the tension building inside of her, and she knew he was close.

With a triumphant cry, Mattheo climaxed, his body tensing beneath hers. Y/n rode out the wave of pleasure, enjoying the feel of him inside her. Finally, she pulled away, her chest heaving. "There," she said, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" she grips his jaw in her hand, "Give me another one" She demanded, her voice laced with desire.

Mattheo groaned, his body still reeling from the orgasm. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with need. "You're killing me, Y/n," he murmured, squirming under her.

She leaned down, their faces inches apart, and whispered, "That's right, Matty. You're mine now." Her words sent a shiver down his spine. As he continued to catch his breath, she reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. His eyes widened as her breasts spilled free from their lacy confines, their nipples hard and pebbled. "You can make this easier on yourself," she purred, running her fingers teasingly through his chest hair. "You know you want to."

Her words were like a match to dry kindling, and Mattheo's desire exploded once more. He threw his head back, arching his back off the bed as he tried to reach for her, his hips bucking against the restraints. "Please, Y/n," he groaned, his voice strained. "I can't take much more of this."

She leaned down, her breath warm against his ear. "You think you can handle this?" she taunted, her hand finding its way between their bodies and teasing him expertly. Mattheo's hips bucked wildly, his body convulsing as he came for a second time, his seed spilling onto their stomachs. "There you go that's it, give me another one" she demans, her voice low and sultry.

He looked up at her, his eyes glazed over with desire, his chest heaving. "I don't know if I can," he managed to say between ragged gasps. "it hurts." She smiled wickedly, her hand moving faster, expertly bringing him closer to the edge before slowing down at an agonizing pace, "You wanted this right, you were practically begging for it," her eyes narrowed down at him, "I have nothing to apologize for do I? you're the one that's in the wrong"

The words stung, but they only made him want her more. He arched his back off the bed, his hips bucking against the restraints as he felt his control slipping away. "Please, Y/n," he whimpered, his fists clenching uselessly at his sides. "I need you."

She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "You need me?" she purred, her hand still moving between them. "You need my touch?" She increased the pressure, her fingers circling his aching tip. "Then beg."

Mattheo's world narrowed down to the sensation of her hand on his skin, the heat of her body against his. His throat tightened as he fought for air, let alone words. "Please," he managed to choke out. "Please, Y/n."

She leaned forward, her breath hot against his neck. "Please what, Matty?" Her hand moved faster, her fingers finding purchase inside him. "Please give me what I want?"

With a hoarse cry, he came for a third time, his body convulsing in her grip. "Please, Y/n," he gasped, his eyes squeezed shut. "Please make it stop." He was so close now, so close to surrendering to her, to giving her what she wanted.

Mattheo looked up at her, his vision still blurred from the pleasure and pain. He tried to form words, to respond to her taunts, but all that came out was a low, raspy moan. His body felt spent, his limbs heavy and numb. As she leaned in closer, her breath warm against his neck, he could feel the weight of her words, the truth behind her words.

"Poor Matty, trying to act smart and play with other girls when you're just a dumb pretty boy," She wraps a hand around his throat, "You're just supposed to sit and look pretty for me until I need you to be drooling under me." Her words were like a knife to the heart, digging deeper into his soul. "You know you belong to me, don't you?" She hisses, her grip tightening around his throat.

Her breath was hot against his ear as she whispered, "You're just my little plaything." The words were like a cold, hard slap across his face. He felt his body trembling under her touch, a mixture of fear, shame, and desire coursing through him. "And you'll always be mine." Her fingers danced across his skin, teasing and taunting him. "You can't deny that, can you?"

He couldn't speak, couldn't move. All he could do was nod, feeling the weight of her words crushing him. "Good boy," she purred, leaning in closer. "Now, don't you want to please me? Don't you want to show me how much you need me?" Her hand moved lower, her fingers slipping between his legs. "Come on, Matty, show me how much you want this."

As she continued to torment him with her touch, he felt a stirring within him, a desperate need to please her. He arched his back off the bed, his hips bucking against the restraints as he tried to reach for her, to feel her skin against his. "Please, Y/n," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Please, I need you, need it so bad"

She smiled down at him, her eyes glittering with amusement and satisfaction. "Oh, you need me? you need me now? What about those other girls, I could go get one of them for you" I say halting all of my movements. "Go on, I'll wait" I smirk as I lean back on my haunches, my hands now resting casually on my lap.

Mattheo's body tenses at my words, his chest heaving as he struggles for air. "Please, Y/n," he whimpers. "Don't leave me like this." His hips buck again, his movements becoming more desperate.

I watch him for a moment longer, enjoying the power I have over him, before leaning forward and running my tongue along his earlobe. "I could let you come again, if you beg nice enough," I whisper, my breath hot against his skin.

His body shudders at my words, his fingers curling into fists in the restraints. "Please, Y/n," he pleads, his voice thick with desire. "Please let me cum." His hips buck harder against the bed, his cock aching for release.

I smile down at him, pleased with his submission. "Oh, you're such a good boy," I murmur, my hand moving faster between his legs. "You're always so eager to please me." I slide my middle finger inside him, feeling him tremble at the invasion of heat and wetness. His muscles clench around my finger, and I can feel the tension building in his body.

With a final thrust, I curl my finger, finding his prostate and massaging it with just the right amount of pressure. His body goes rigid, his back arching off the bed as he comes for a fourth time, his cries muffled by the pillow. As he gasps for air, I lean in and kiss him gently on the lips. "There," I whisper, my breath warm against his skin. "That's a good boy, isn't this meant to be, you crying and squirming under me"

I slide my finger free from him, watching as he continues to pant, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Now, are you ready to do what I say?" I ask, my voice soft but firm. He nods, his eyes still closed, his body still trembling from the release. "Good, I don't want this happening again"

But alas, some puppies don't learn their lesson the first time so you have to teach them how to behave by punishing them again.

[fayeisuppose]

I’m not a ‘I can fix him’ or ‘I can make him worse’ I’m a ‘I can stare at him in adoration as he commits several war crimes and murders a family of five’

[duplicitywrites]

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[lucaswarmhotchocolate]

Muggle college AU where Harry sneaks into tom’s dorm room (after making sure to drug tom’s water earlier ofc) and takes pictures of him while he sleeps and posts them online. because god fucking dammit, Tom riddle is the most annoying RA that could possibly exist, and he wants a little bit of light revenge.

Harry realizes that “light revenge” may have gotten out of hand around the same time he started stripping Tom, and suddenly he was balls deep in both Tom riddle and a felony. The gravity of the situation did nothing to prevent Harry from taking a video, even though it was just more evidence that could be used against Harry.

[aki-shun]

Concubine Of The Red King [M!Reader x Riddle Rosehearts]

Forget his appearance in the game as Riddle is an adult in this story. Not much of an exaggeration, he just longer and that's it.

You will hardly see the name 'Riddle' at the beginning of the article, but towards the end of the article this will increase.😏

Warning: V!rg!n Riddle, Little hard(?), Smut, Grammatical errors, Not proofread

The clouds were already starting to gather. Even nature now operated according to the rules set by the kingdom. Not a thunder or a raindrop has landed on the earth, at least for now. This time it would be different from what seen since you arrived. You barely let out your deep breath. Because you know that if it goes on like this, you're the one who will be there next time. And it depends on a single sentence that comes out of his mouth.

You have been in the palace for 2 years. You don't know why, but suddenly you find yourself the concubine of the king who took the throne. Actually, it's probably because of your family, but that's not the point right now. You have seldom seen the face of the king since you came. You haven't had a relationship with him yet, and not just you. None of his other concubines had an affair with the king. The king did not have a partner, and yet he was not interested in any concubines. There were three other concubines with you. And now that number would be reduced.

Even after all these years, the King was not with anyone. Except for you, all the concubines were complaining about this situation. And the situation gave rise to silent gossip and incidents. One of the concubines was spreading rumors about the King's behavior. 'He doesn't stay with us because his tool is small, and yet he has a concubine.' 'It should definitely be a sub. Someone who likes to be fucked by others.' 'Have you seen Trey, the King's right-hand man, he's very friendly with the King. There must be a relationship between them. For the King neither chooses a partner nor spends the night with us.' and more of these rumors. You and the other two concubines were uncomfortable with this situation because your head was no longer above your neck because of these rumors. At the same time, the concubine who spread these rumors could not be said to be a very good person. They was causing problems for other concubines, including you. And now they was under the guillotine.

Another concubine, who could not stand what this concubine did, requested a private meeting with the King herself and complained about the concubine. Hearing this, the King was not very happy. His face turned the color of the red roses in the garden and he gave the order to the soldiers. This situation was a special situation that took place inside the palace, so it would not take place in the courtyard of the city like other executions, but in the garden behind the palace itself. Another feature that distinguishes it from other executions is that you could watch some executions as concubines, but from behind the crowd, depending on the magnitude of the crime. But now you are standing right behind the King. The king himself ordered you to watch this situation from the front as concubines. An order that tastes like a lesson to you. A lesson that foreshadows what will happen to you if something like this happens. You peeked into the king's face. His red hair framed his face. His gray eyes were as dull as the expression on his face right now. He was sitting on his red throne, just like everything else in the palace. You can tell from the way he sits that he has all the authority. You were just behind the throne, while the other two concubines were standing just to your left. Trey, the king's right-hand man, was just a few steps behind you. Even if you couldn't see it, you could feel that he was looking at you. You looking at the other concubines. One of them had a terrified expression on their face, and if you had called them, they would have started crying immediately. The other was not so tense. After all, they was getting rid of that concubine now. And now they was under the second guillotine.

While the last words of the concubine were taken before them head was taken, the concubine revealed the secret of the concubine who had revealed them. The other concubine was having an affair with a soldier from within the palace because the king was not interested in them. Moreover, besides you concubines, a few more soldiers knew about this relationship. When the king learned of this, his face was turning into blood red on. He suddenly turned to his left and looked at the concubine. The concubine began to deny it, but suddenly Trey interrupted them. He was informed by other soldiers and the certainty of the situation was understood. The concubine and them lover joined the other concubine under the guillotine.You and the other concubine are now the only concubines left.

A little sketch I drew after writing the article. Now go and be blessed.

You were having breakfast with other concubine. Neither of you has been well since the incident you witnessed yesterday. Especially your friend. Their not the type to watch these things happen, and you could never calm them down after the execution was over. They only calmed down when they was tired and enslaved to sleep.

'Are we next?'

The room fell silent. The concubine's eyes began to water again and roll down them cheeks.

'We didn't do anything wrong. As long as we don't, we're safe.'

As soon as you finished your sentence, soldiers filled the room. They took you and your friend to a hall in the part of the palace that you don't visit much. You saw them. The king and his right hand were drinking tea and eating tarts. Riddle Rosehearts, King of the Queendom of Roses, or 'Red King' in the mouth of Ace, a friend of yours who is a soldier in the palace. The two of them seemed to be chatting before you two entered the room, so of course they stopped talking when you walked in. After a moment of silence, Trey began to speak.

'The events that happened yesterday happened because of the learned facts. If those two hadn't committed crimes they shouldn't have done, they would be with us now. Because of this incident, both the name of our king and the name of the kingdom were tarnished. Therefore, you concubines are now under surveillance. But first of all..'

Trey reviewed the papers he was holding. Then he looked at you two again.

'We did not break any of the rules you mentioned.'

'279. According to the rule, concubines must be subject to the king. They both broke that rule. Likewise, according to rule 302, a concubine cannot be with anyone other than the king.'

You spoke. With these words, all eyes were on you. Even the king who hasn't looked your way since you entered the room. His facial expression was not very encouraging.

'Maybe you might be treating us like idiots just because we're concubines, but we're not. We know why those two were executed and their crimes.'

'Even if you didn't say it orally - that's the nature of your speech to us. But I will say something to you. Those two were executed for breaking the rules. Have you ever wondered why they broke these rules? Our esteemed king, have I ever done to concubines what a king ought to do. A whole two years is just easy to say. But only we know how long that period is. So I ask you, King Rosehearts, why do you keep us concubines in the palace against your will.'

'I didn't tell you you were stupid [last name].'

Silence. Nobody was talking. Your friend standing next to you was looking at you in surprise. Likewise, Trey was looking at you with the same expression, even the soldiers in the room. Only one person was looking at you with that a difrent expression. Riddle was looking at you with an even stranger expression. No wonder or anger. He turned his eyes away from you and looked at your friend next to you.

'You. Do you want to be freed?'

As can be seen from the expression on they face, your friend turned to the king in fear and stammered something.

'As you see fit, my king, so yeah-noo i mean i just your highne-'

'Of course, sir.'

'Sufficient. Trey, collect this concubine's things, I'm freeing them'

Trey led the concubine out of the hall with a few soldiers.

'The rest of the soldiers, you go out.'

It was just you two in the room now.

You were sitting on the balcony thinking about that day. You thought something would happen when the two of you were alone that day, but it didn't. Instead, he continued to eat the tart, telling you to take the dishes when finished and left the hall. After staring at the dirty plate for a few minutes, you took it. You were now officially the only concubine because she didn't set you free (what we want)

A few days passed, maybe a week. After dinner, you were continuing the book you started yesterday. While you were reading the book, there was a knock on your door and a few servants entered your room. They said they will prepare you for spending the night with the king. Wait, what- You gonna spend the night with that guy? This was something you never expected. Before you could say anything, they picked you up from your seat and started preparing you.

I will say only one thing. You got a nice ass but my drawing style is like a shit..

You were standing in front of his door. Your thoughts are so crowded that you don't even know what to think. You knocked on the door and waited. A 'come in' sound came from inside. It's too late to go back now. He is busy with something on his desk in his room. You stand in the doorway and watch him. He goes about his business as if you weren't there. You can't help but ask.

'Why did you call me?'

Is this guy kidding you?! After two whole years and the events that took place? Youre sure to be missing a few boards on his head. You walked towards him. He was dealing with documents related to the kingdom. You wanted to examine him a little while you were this close to him. After all, you don't always see his face. You don't know if it's his hair color, but for some reason his ears were red. He was nervously filling out documents. His breathing pattern was too pronounced, you could even hear the sound of breathing. It was obvious that he was biting his lips. Wait, he was nervous. Was it because you are here now, all this tension? Okay, now you're nervous too. You don't know why, but after seeing him like this, you had a strange feeling.

'To do what a king does with a concubine.'

'Why are you suddenly doing such a thing?'

'Because I'm a king.'

'Why are you acting like that'

'How am I behaving?'

'After all this, you seriously want me to do this? Do not be funny.'

His voice echoed in the room. He was angry, but his face did not change color.

'I'm not funny!'

'It really is the business of a king to sleep with anyone who comes his way? Concubines, partners, prostitutes, it doesn't matter! A king can't sleep with everyone just because he's a king. If he doing this, that person will not become a king. Others were not worthy to be with a king. If I were with them just because they look good, I would not only defile myself, but also violate my dignity and principles.'

'Why me then?'

'I was going to free you both when you came to the room that day, but you proved yourself by speaking.'

'This is complete nonsense.'

'So you wanted me to sleep with someone every night since the day you came and take a concubine to the palace?'

You don't know what to say in front of this sentence. So you came as a concubine, but still.. While you were thinking about this, he approached you and grabbed your chin and kissed you. (Finally the expected part.)

He was nervous and timid in his movements. Although he seemed confident and cold-blooded when speaking, he was rather shy. Maybe it's because he's a virgin. You don't know if he's a virgin, but he's definitely embarrassed right now. His ears were as red as strawberries. He grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him. But he couldn't even do that properly. Well, if our king is shy and doesn't know exactly what to do then you should help him as his beloved concubine. You wrapped your arms around his neck and stuck your tongue in his mouth. He was obviously taken aback by what he had done, but he didn't care. He slowly led you to the bed and climbed on top of you. He looked at you but then immediately turned his head. He took some oil from his nightstand and poured it on his hand. He braced his fingers at the entrance and looked at you as if asking your permission. You nodded your head in agreement, then swallowed lightly and inserted two fingers. The cold of the oil made you shiver, but your grumpy Riddle couldn't help but feel the warmth inside. He twisted his fingers in it and started scissoring. You were covering your mouth with your right hand to hold back your own voice. He was twisting his fingers as if he was searching for something inside you. He suddenly pressed his fingers to a point. Your moaning became one as he pressed on that part. He continued to press on that point. As he continued to press on that spot, his moans became harder to hold and your legs trembled with every movement. Riddle was trying to keep your legs open with his other hand on the loose. You could feel yourself approaching climax when he pulled his fingers away. After whining a little, you realized that he was preparing herself. It was 5.5 or 6 inches. He placed his head carefully, but tucked the rest in. It was hard for you to hold back your moan. He pulled the hand that you had covered and locked it above your head with the other hand.

'I want to hear your moans.'

He turned you face down and lifted your ass in the air. He held your hips tightly, but not so hard to leave a mark. He bent over you and started sucking on your neck. His hips were in no particular order. He was moving with firm steps, though not fast. You could hear Riddle's grunts. He grabbed your hair, causing you to lift your head.

'Moan my name… groan my name!'

His voice sounded like he was needy. But what could you do? The king's orders are to be carried out. Riddle.. A-ahh Ri.ddle You moaned his name every time he hit you. Even though his stride was erratic, he managed to hit that spot well. He pulled your hair back, making you look at him. He pulled you back into a long kiss. Unlike your first kiss, this one was more successful. You felt yourself approaching the climax again. Ridd-le.. Riddle ı-ı gona be c..cum. It didn't take long for you to cum after you said that sentence. Riddle didn't stop, even though you've only just vacated. He was chasing after his own pleasure. The closer you got, the tighter your hips tightened. It would leave a mark. His growls increased, his pace increased compared to before, and his steps deepened. After the last few moves, it emptied into you. Breathless, he turned you on his back again after he had recovered himself. He leaned over your collarbone and placed kisses there. He started to play with your nipple with one hand. He looked at your face to see your expressions as he played with your nipple. Your eyes were wet and your cheeks were red. There was a thin line of saliva running down your chin. He leaned towards your ear.

'The others made me very angry. The number of people who break the rules is increasing every day. I'll take my stress off you tonight.'

He went into the back. This time his pace was more regular. He threw one leg over him shoulder and bit the hickey into their calf. One hand was still on your chest. Riddle..RID-DLE Only his name was coming out of his mouth. And this situation increased his libido even more.

'Don't worry, sweet rose. This night will be very long.'

Tell the truth, are my arts really that bad?

[brbrbrbruh]

hehe fluffy kitty