#decided i won't be shading character asks to keep it a little easier on me :)

[boughclan-clangen]

hi idk if this is your first ask but your comic is SO PRETTY!!!

also. Goldenpaw. What was up with your eyes on the second page 0-0

thank you so much, that means a lot to hear!! i’ll spare you the ramble i was typing out in response and just say it’s really nice to hear that you and so many other folks are enjoying what i’m making!

as for that second part...

[justblades]

HELLOO I recently found your account a few days ago and I binge read all of your works. Your writing is spectacular. I had a thought, maybe you'd be interested in writing something related to aphrodisiacs? It's up to you who you'd like to write it for. I would be very interested to see how you portray it. (But if you insist on a character, Luocha...hmshdndms. I know you just wrote him, but I'm starving.)

⌕ MORE AND MORE, 18+

⟢ CHARACTER : sub! luocha x gender neutral! reader WC : 1.1k

⟢ WARNINGS : EXPLICIT, MDNI. dubcon, aphrodisiacs, edging, overstimulation, manipulation, foot job, not proofread.

⟢ A/N : thank you so much nonnie! since i received a luocha ask as well, i decided to mesh both reqs into one <3 i wrote this in one sitting as if all the horny inside me took part in this oneshot 😭

"come on, luocha. show me your perverted side." you whisper to your partner, your sultry breath drawing shivers on the shell of his ear. your hands glide from his neat, lush blond strands all the way to the thighs— fingers slowly pressing on the plush the nearer you got to his erect bulge.

he doesn't say anything, just a mere 'averting his gaze' is all that you received in exchange. "i hate seeing you like this because i love you." you close in the remaining spaces away from your lust brewed bodies, "that's why i had this here." as soon as you level your face with his, you immediately crash your lips, barging with an abrupt tangling of your tongue along with luocha's, not in sync. you were rougher, faster, and louder.

you're reaching your limits after all. you could no longer bear beating around the bush just to get into your boyfriend's pants. he loves you and you do too - what's wrong with a little pushing? with one swift thrust of your tongue, you successfully make him ingest the drug coated with your sticky liquids that made the process easier. being patient is not your forte: hence why you chose the strongest, fastest-acting variant and a couple packs of it as well.

luocha's stature suddenly becomes unstable, powerless at keeping himself still that eventually lead to him falling on the farthest edge of the bed, the cushions sinking from his now twice more hefty body, given that the drug circulates in his system at present. you slowly take steps towards your lover's vulnerable state, basking in pleasure pondering about the things you'll do to him.

everytime you're with him, a single moment of not having lewd thoughts about him never once happened. you're just having the delight of human pleasures god gave us, are you not? so there's nothing wrong with this . . . is what became your life motto. luocha's body is now across from you, he's heaving deep breaths every now and then. he throws a hand on his face, heavy pink shades taints his dewy cheeks. you could tell he's growing shameful and overly conscious, asking himself why he feels funny.

"what. . . is this?" how cute. he even struggles to speak coherently, you praise yourself for buying that type or else you won't be in such euphoria. "it's a gift from me, i love you after all." you answer and straddle his abdomen, your index and thumb now making leeway for his heating body for more breathing room. "h-how come . . you're not feeling— ah!"

much to his surprise, you're already sucking his cock, giving it little licks at the top accompanied with saliva slicked hands pleasuring his ballsacks. even though you were dead set on stimulating the male, your eyes continue to brazenly linger on his pretty face: his fluttering eyelashes everytime he winces from your touches, and the way his lips quiver when you take it a step further. he looks perfect.

as you were already reveling in ecstasy getting to see luocha's flustered reactions, an idea crosses your mind. you happened to remember there's another feature of the aphrodisiac: it heightens the person's sensitivity by a dozen times. you quickly halt your actions and thought carefully about the next step.

that's right, it should be like this. getting on top of him once more, you fold your legs in a sitting position - his twitching dick nestled in between your feet. meanwhile your hands are tending to his soft nipples' needs and lastly, to top it all off, you plant stinging kisses along his neck, the type that would bruise his skin for days end. you couldn't restrain any longer and started your rhythm, opening your foot job in lento in contrast to your sloppy kisses.

gradually stroking the most prominent veins of his dick with your toes, you poke luocha's buds deep until they become fully erect and supple. luocha on the other hand, however, could not comprehend what's happening to him: uncertain if he should feel sheepish from having to let out ragged whimpers everytime his dick throbs from your movements or should he be in bliss for feeling these foreign things simultaneously.

you're able to tell whenever luocha's in deep thought from how often you spend time with him. at last, those instincts came in handy as you turn to take a brief look of his face, catching a glimpse of tears burning his viridescent eyes. 'he's so overwhelmed' you thought to yourself. "shh. don't think about anything else. think only of me . . think only of how i'm tending to your body." you momentarily stop suckling on his neck and press a gentle one on his lips, "you love me too . . don't you?"

he nods - basically a signal for you to continue and bring it to another level, this time, pleasuring his chest with skillful fingers and the pointy tip of your tongue flicking around his hardened buds. a deep yet breathy mewl follows suit from luocha's lips, he bucks his hips upwards as well to match your tempo - a sickening fast pace from the adrenaline rushing into your veins. "holy shit! this is amazing, show me more . . more!"

your eyes widen in excitement, noticing the littlest hints that luocha is enjoying the moment. as if your guts tell you the next step, you lean backwards and reach for luocha's hole, teasing his entrance slightly with your digits drenched with saliva and sweat. he rocks his hips in a different pace from previously, you turn to see beads of precum already stream out the little slit.

"today you'll also experience what it feels like to catch that feeling only to start at square one again." your worded it rather slyly and stop, earning a weak growl from luocha's mouth. looking back at luocha again, he looked . . helpless.

impotent sexual frustration washed over him, blinded by the lascivious thoughts flaring inside his mind. having a quick rest lets you admire the sight underneath you - luocha's flaxen hair is all disheveled and messy, his naked body is glazed of sweat mixed with your slick juices, and most of all, his eyes seem different. eyes are window to the soul, a lot of people say so. but now as they've turned into blank slates of green shades, the corners of your lips tug upwards.

he's definitely whipped of love and lust as you can tell there wasn't a single thought behind those eyes. "i'll train your body not to cum eagerly, okay?" you ask rhetorically although you weren't really expecting an answer. luocha couldn't form any rational thoughts the longer the session dragged on, making him nothing but a tool to quench your satisfaction.

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[alinatk]

Breaking Down Holland (A Dark Shade of Magic Tickle Fanfic)

Fandom: A Dark Shade of Magic (V E Schwab) Characters: Kell Maresh | Holland Vosijk Summary: Red London is in chaos, everyone is fighting to purge evil, and more than ever the Antari are needed. Even though he doesn't trust Holland, Kell needs his power and will use a somewhat unusual means to convince him to help.

(The picture doesn't belong to me, It's just a reference)

"You told me once" Kell said "that you were either the master or the slave of magic. So which of the two is it now?"

"That's what you don't understand" said Holland "I was always just the slave".

"Holland" Kell sighed. "It's chaos outside, we're losing so all help is welcome. It's the least you can do after all, help us have a little hope"

"Hope for you and your London" Holland didn't change his tone but the harshness was clear. "I just want to stay here and sink into the void, now leave me"

"No" Kell came closer. "You will help, even if I have to make you"

"Go ahead" Holland leaned his head against the wall. "I've felt a lot of pain, I don't care anymore"

"As much as part of me really wants to hurt you, I won't" Kell controlled his chains, so that Holland went to the ground. "I thought of something else"

"And even?!" Holland didn't show it but he was a little surprised. He was sitting on the floor and felt the chains wrap around his wrists and ankles and anchor themselves to the floor. "Well, at least this way is more comfortable"

"Makes it easier for me too" Kell sat down in front of his feet and began to remove his boots and socks.

"What are you.." Holland couldn't hide the confusion in his expression.

"You are so used to painful touches, but what about softer ones? Have you felt them?" Kell asked, with an amused expression on his face.

"I don't know where you're going with this, I just..." He stopped talking and stiffened when he felt Kell's finger run over his sole.

"Oh, what was that?" Kell scoffed and repeated the movement, seeing Holland try to pull his foot back. "Looks like you're sensitive".

"Tickle me? You can't be serious" Holland tried but failed to hide the uneasiness in his voice. "I thought you had more urgent things to deal with"

"I really do, but I need your help and you don't want to collaborate" Kell ran his index finger up and down Holland's right sole. "So I'm going to convince him"

"S-Stop it" Holland's breathing became shorter as he tried to keep the smile away from his lips.

"I wasn't too sure this was going to work" Kell used all five fingers now, fingering him. "But it's really impressive how these light touches affect someone as serious and cold as you"

"L-Leave me alohohohone" Holland couldn't hold back his laughter any longer, feeling how Kell's fingers ran from the heel to the base of his fingers. "ahahahahahaha stop!"

"Of course, as soon as you decide to help me" Kell used both hands now, one on each sole, increasing the intensity of the touches. "I don't want to take you in chains or have to watch you all the time"

"Ahahahahahahahahahaha shit" Holland was caught completely off guard by this, he didn't even remember the last time he felt something like this. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO!" He reacted more abruptly when Kell focused on his arches and toes.

"Oh, what an interesting reaction, is that a good spot?" Kell dug harder into his arches, reaching the bottom of his fingers and diving between them.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DAMN YOU" Holland exploded and despite his effort to keep his fingers suppressed, he couldn't stop Kell from having access to those sensitive areas. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP THAT! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"You know, you look so much better this way" Kell watched as a blush appeared on Holland's pale cheeks as his feet swayed and his body flexed in response to his movements.

Holland didn't know how to deal with it, he was supposed to be able to free himself but the tickling made him even weaker, it wasn't like he was going to win a fight with Kell in that state either. He kneaded his soles thinking it would help lessen the sensations but it just required more effort and feeling Kell's fingers traveling and exploring every sensitive spot on his feet was disconcerting, after all, he never realized how sensitive he was.

Kell continued like this for a few more moments before pausing. He rested his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands, watching as Holland caught his breath and resumed his posture.

"Are you done with this nonsense?" Holland tried to face him but he was still recovering. His face had gained a little color, his hair was disheveled and his breathing was labored.

"No, but that seemed a little intense for you, I wanted to let you breathe before continuing, I'm not going to take it easy" Kell rummaged through his coat pockets and took out a long, stiff quill.

"Then that's it?" Holland said with disdain.

"Yeah, I'm curious to see how you'll react" And with that said, Kell began to stroke the feather along Holland's left sole.

"A-Ah!" Holland's breathing hitched the moment the feather made contact with his sole and as much as he tried to convince himself that it wasn't that bad, he quickly realized how wrong he was. "aaahahahahaha"

Kell was pleased that this method was also effective, noticing how Holland pursed his lips as he tried to contain his laughter. "Is a single feather enough to break you?! How curious"

"S-Shuhuhuhuhuht up" Holland bit his lip trying to stifle his laughter as he wriggled his foot away. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THAT!" He screamed when Kell began to pass it between his toes.

"I told you I wouldn't take it easy" He smiled, satisfied. "You can end this whenever you want" Kell moved the feather along the base of Holland's toes, alternating between dipping between them and taking his time as he sawed each of the sensitive spaces.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO KELL STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP" Holland closed his eyes tightly, shaking his head.

"Not yet? Let me be more convincing" And he used his free hand to scribble his fingers on Holland's other sole, combining the methods.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO NOAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP" He wasn't going to last long.

"Begging won't help" Kell dug firmly into her arches with his fingers. "As much as I'm amazed to hear"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OK, OKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAY" He screamed.

"Ok what?"

"I'LL HELP YOU, I'LL HELP HAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAP THAHAHAHAT" Holland finally gave in and Kell stopped.

"You made this difficult, but I'm glad you agreed" Kell moved the chains to free him.

Holland stayed there for a few moments before retracting his legs and standing up. "And what makes you trust me?"

"I don't trust, but I could very well throw you here again and maybe tell the king about it and ask for a public "punishment" for you, with special participation from everyone who wants to have fun with you" Kell looked at him with a slight smile on the lips.

"Y-You wouldn't dare..."

"So we understand" Kell held his arm and led him out of the cell. "Let's go, we leave early tomorrow"