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The first years like him I swear…..they just like fucking with him more

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Day 15: teasing

🔞this is smut please be aware and mdni🔞

I whined softly as my body twitched, the ropes digging further into my skin. I’d lost track of how long you’d had me strung up like this, the ropes tight and unyielding against my flesh. You’d wanted to play a new game tonight and I’d wanted attention. The compromise: we do both. The toy inside me picked up in vibration again, causing another whine to leave my lips. Every time you won a match the toy would increase in intensity; you thought that was so clever when you’d told me, your breath hot against my ear as you slipped it inside me. It had been bearable for the first three matches, your programming making it stop every time I got close to the edge. This was the seventh time the toy had picked up and stopped though. My body was sensitive and on edge, desperately needing some release.

“I-Idia…..please—nngh j-just lose once. Please.” My voice came out shaky and breathless as I begged. The toy picked up speed yet again causing a louder moan to fall from my lips, Idia’s soft laugh reaching my ears in the background. My head lifted, hazy eyes focusing on yours as my body tensed and the toy shut off, your hold on my chin firm but soft.

“Those aren’t the rules, I’m not gonna intentionally lose my game just because you’re impatient. Your stamina can’t be gone already…..you remember the safe word?”

“Yeah…”

“You wanna use it?”

“No.”

“Good girl, now try to be quiet. Don’t want you breaking my concentration.” He pressed a soft kiss against my lips which I eagerly returned, craving more of his touch, before he pulled away and sat back down. This was going to be a long night.

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Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast

🎨/anya.ilust on instagram

Happy one year anniversary to ellidia!!! I love this man with all my heart and I’ve been so happy after finding him and learning about yumeshipping.

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Day 20: soulmate

Soulmates were a fantasy trope from my world. In Twisted Wonderland that wasn’t the case. It was an innate magic in everyone that told you when you’d found the one your heart desired and it manifested on the skin. Which is why touching was such an intimate and trusting act. Most people keep a boundary unless they are willing to know if you could potentially be their soulmate. I figured that since I wasn’t from here it was highly unlikely that that kind of magic would work for me but I still kept my distance to be polite. Over time as I got closer to some of the other students, mainly Ace and Deuce, it felt more ok for friendly touches and gestures like I was used to. That eventually spread to almost everyone in the school as most of the other students figured out I’d never triggered the magic to flare. Everyone except one of them. Idia was already shy but he was very against anyone trying to touch him. That’s one of the reasons he always wore his hoodie and rarely attended classes in person. Even after we’d gotten closer and I spent more time with him in his room he was still hesitant to let me touch him. Which is fine, its not like I need some kind of magic to tell me what my own feelings already are; that I’m so head over heels in love with him. I kept that to myself though, until after his overblot. It was awful watching him almost die and I couldn’t keep how I felt to myself anymore. When I told him, his hair flushed a pretty pink and he stuttered out that he felt the same way too. I went to reach for his hand but he pulled it back.

“S-sorry its just…there’s already so many things in my life that fates decided for me. I want you but what if—”

“If we’re not soulmates? That doesn’t matter to me Idia...I don’t need some mark on my skin to tell me how I should feel about you.” I reach out for his hand again and he lets me take it. I softly run my thumb across the back of his hand as I smile up at him. He smiles back and his hand comes up to brush some hair out of my face, his eyes widening a moment later. My eyebrows draw together confused before he turns my head to look in the mirror: a pretty neon blue mark that sweeps from my forehead down my cheek. I look down at the hand I’m holding and there on his pale skin is a matching yellow mark in the shape of my fingers. I let out a small laugh as I look back at him

“Well I don’t need it but it’s nice to know the universe agrees with me.”

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Day 10: hand holding

I reach over and grab a handful of popcorn, throwing some in my mouth, as the movie plays on screen. You’d convinced me to watch Creepy Hollow with you so you could collect more references for you costume. This was my first time watching it and so far I could see why you loved it. The tension and the plot were amazing and the effects were actually super creepy. You’d been telling me small tidbits throughout our watch but you’d grown quiet as the climax neared, both of us enraptured by the action unfolding. My eyes were glued to the screen, leaning forward unconsciously as one of the remaining survivors creeped along the corridor. As the music swelled and the camera panned in, it cut to a shot of the Pumpkin Knight slicing into the unaware victim. I jumped, a small scream catching in my throat, as I instinctively reached to the side and grasped what was closet.

“ROFL. That seriously scared you? I saw that coming from a mile away” I huffed as Idia teased me, looking over at him as my concentration on the screen broke. My face flushed a little as I realized that what I had grabbed was his hand

“Shut up…..I was just really invested that’s all” I go to pull my hand back, but he squeezes harder, his own cheeks and the tips of his hair slightly tinted pink. I keep my hand in his as we finish watching the rest of the movie, shifting to lean closer to him. As the end credits roll and his computers go into sleep mode, we’ve fallen into each other, both of us drifting off to sleep. Our hands still entwined between us.

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Day 11: colors

Cw suggestive

Everything makes me think about her now.

Chocolate. I can’t eat a chocolate bar without her eyes popping into my head. Those warm chocolate brown eyes that look at me like I’m something special. That crinkle so cutely at the corners when I make her laugh. That shine so warmly when the sun hits them just right, turning them a golden shade of brown I wish I could see more often. And her hair….when I see it swaying in the hallway I can always tell its her. The dark brown hair that I know is so soft from the few times I’ve worked up the courage to touch it. How it looks framing her face, berating myself internally for being too much of a coward to push that strand out of her eyes, her own hands coming up to run through it herself.

I can’t even escape into my games to get my mind off of her. Any dating sim I play now just makes me think of her. When I raise the pink affection bar and the characters start to blush I can’t help but roll my eyes and think how much better it looks on her. The soft pink tint that comes up on her cheeks when she gets shy about something or is excitedly yapping to me about it. But staring at her face raises the danger levels of looking at her lips. When she licks them they deepen into a darker pink, wet and enticing and entirely off limits.

I wasn’t even safe from her when I closed my eyes, trying to block out the feelings she kept stirring inside of me. The black still reminded me of her. Of those fishnets she wore all the time. The black lacing in intricate, pretty patterns over her thighs. The black corset she wears that accentuates her figure. Pushing up all her...assets and making it almost impossible not to let your eyes wander to them at some point during a conversation. I let out a groan as my head bangs down onto my desk

“Oh its so over for me”

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Day 9: favorite things

“Hmm….my favorite thing about Idia? Probably his passion. I love listening to him get excited about things. He’s always so involved when he finds things he likes, like one time he told me the whole backstory, actually lore might be a better word for it, anyway he told me all about Premo and then we binged their whole discography. It was super fun cause he talked to me about the songs meanings and showed me their videos and I even gave him some ideas he hadn’t thought of. Their lyrics are so nice. Anyway it’s just great to get to see him light up like that and be confident, ya know? Wait Ortho are you recor—”

“My favorite thing about E-Ella? I mean….she’s super nice. What? It’s totally not a cop out. Ugh fine. Idk she’s like, super competitive which is nice. She’s not like those other normies when we play together she actually tries. And she’s always willing to listen. She doesn’t mind when I rant about things I like, she always asks questions even if she doesn’t know anything about it. She also understands that sometimes I need space, but like I still like having her here, she just chills out while me and Muscle Red raid and…..” [recording has reached its limit]

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Day 7: fantasy

Ghost bride Idia au!!

This is dumb. Stupid even. I could go so far as to say the most ignorant thing I’ve done in my life. Letting my friends talk me into going into the condemned mansion that no one ventured into because it was haunted. And yet here I was, venturing. All this just for a punishment game.

“Ok, I got this. Just gotta get a picture in the room and then I can leave this creepy ass house and never come here again.” I walked through the creaking corridor, brushing off the cobwebs from when I had crawled through the window. This place was really creepy. Completely dark, because of course I had to do this at night, my flashlight illuminating only a small circle in front of me. I hear a noise behind me and turn around, slowly stepping backwards as I search for it. My back hits something and I scream, swinging out with the flashlight and connecting. As I turn around I see a boy, about my age, rubbing his arm as he looks at me.

“What was that for?”

“Sorry you scared the shit out of me. What are you even doing in here?”

“I could ask you the same thing, this isn’t really the place that most people would hang out.” I scoff as he throws my question back at me.

“I’m here on a dare….and you?”

“ugh, yeah. Same.” He looks away when he answers, rubbing his arm again where I’d smacked him. Now that I get a better look at him, he’s pretty cute. He’s got a nice sharp face, pretty eyes, and his hair….is literally fire. Blue fire that frames his face so nicely. He’s dressed in some pretty fancy clothes for running around a dilapidated building though. I gesture to him as I ask

“Why are you so dressed up for this? You’re not one of those weird guys who wear tuxes all the time are you?” I try to make a light joke and he scoffs slightly, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

“No, just….part of the dare. Wh-what kind of dare are you doing anyway”

“Oh, I’m just supposed to get a picture in the main room...not really sure if that’s what I should call it but like where everything went down. Supposedly”

“Same, um—I actually know where that is, why don’t I show you. Safer together, ya know.” I nod and let him lead the way further into the house. We talk as we walk along. This guy is pretty cool, he’s quiet but when I mention something he likes its like he’s a whole different person. Energetic and passionate. I can feel my heart skip when he looks at me. God can’t believe I’m crushing on this random guy I met in a haunted house. Worst meet cute ever.

“S-so do you know the story...of what happened here”

“A little. Apparently there was supposed to be a wedding and a big fire broke out before the bride showed up. Killed everyone except for her. Lucky for her I guess”

“Yeah….lucky.” We eventually walk into some kind of ballroom like room. There are tall, broken windows on the opposite wall, letting enough moonlight shine through that I no longer need the flashlight. Everything in here looked like it was untouched, which was weird considering how long ago the tragedy was. I walk over to the alter, pulling my phone out to take a picture, before his voice interrupts me.

“Ya know they had like a whole script for marriage during that time. You had to memorize it and everything or you wouldn’t be allowed to get married.”

“Wow...that’s so extra.”

“Wanna hear it?” I giggled deciding to play along with him. He walked over and I turned towards him, like we were a bride and groom at the alter.

“With this hand I will lift your sorrows.” He raised his right hand, motioning towards my left so I mirrored him.

“Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine.” He picked up the goblet off the table and pretended to drink, illciting another small giggle from me

“With this candle, I will light your way in darkness.” He waved his hand and a small flame sprung to life on the candle that was in the center of the table

“With this ring, I ask you to be mine.” He reached over and grabbed my hand, bending at the waist and pressing a soft kiss against my ring finer. It made my heart flutter, a soft blush rising to my cheeks. Without thinking I said the only thing that came to mind.

“I do.” I lied earlier, those words were the stupidest decision I was going to make tonight. When he looked up at me, the smile I had on my face dropped. Because that pretty face I’d liked so much was sunken, hollow and pale. Half of his smile gone, replaced instead with a wound big enough to show his teeth through. I tried to pull back but the hold he had on my hand wouldn’t let me, instead pulling me closer to him, and pressing my hand over his heart. Or at least the part of his chest I should have felt his heart, but there was no steady thumping beat under my palm. But what shocked me more was the dark ring now sitting snugly on my ring finger.

“I’ve been looking for you for ages. The perfect bride. Someone who was pretty, smart, fun, and who didn’t run away from me. And here you are….walking into my home so freely.”

“W-wait...no that isn’t—” but I didn’t get to finish my sentence. He leaned down, pressing his cold lips against mine before pulling back.

“My sweet bride. Mine. Forever. Until death do we part.”

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Day 4: Kiss

Kissing Idia was an experience. A good one. Definitely good.

When we got together neither of us had much, if any, experience so we had to figure it out together. The first kisses were so sweet. Soft and light and tentative. New. It always felt so overwhelming, Idias hair turning pink and my face flushing. Until it wasn’t enough.

The first time he put his tongue in my mouth it was weird. A whole new sensation and neither of us knew how to make it good. Not to mention kissing someone with pointy teeth comes with a bit of a learning curve. Cuts and scrapes and a little blood. I didn’t hate that part but Idia always apologized and kissed them better. But once you get past the awkward stages it becomes addicting. Hot, heavy, breathless, dizzying, and wonderful. It was a wonder we ever got anything done with how badly it felt we needed each other, almost like oxygen.

It’s different now. More settled. We know each other as well as we know ourselves. The kisses are easy. A press of lips against cheeks or the tip of the nose or top of the head. A soft press on the back of the hand. Feather-light brushes and deep breath stealing declarations. Every time we kiss it’s like falling in love all over again. It’s like home.

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Day 22: protection

I coughed the smoke out of my lungs as I ducked behind some rubble. The fake Ignihyde entrance was practically in ruins and green flames were everywhere. When we’d all gathered in Idias dream to bring Malleus here we weren’t sure what to expect. Him going all dragon form was way down my list of possibilities, though I’ve always wanted to fight a dragon like a heroine in one of my fantasy novels. I readjusted my grip on the sword I was holding, thank you dreamscape for making that possible, and went to step back out with Grim before I was yanked to a stop. I turned around to see Idias worried face and his hand wrapped tight around my arm.

“What are you doing?? You can’t tank this boss you should be running support. Ell—”

“Excuse me! I have done this six times thank you very much. I know what I’m doing now let go.”

“NO! You’ve being acting reckless and stubborn this whole time and you’re gonna get hurt. Just like you did during the other overblots since it seems like you’ve forgotten.”

“It’s a dream Idia, nothing that happens here is gonna matter once we stop him and wake up”

“You don’t know that! Leave the fighting to the SSR troublemakers for once and stop putting yourself in danger for other people. I don’t—I can’t lose you too, not after finally getting you, so just listen to me for once. Let me protect you this time.”

“I am not some damsel in distress, I don’t need you to protect me. I appreciate it Idia but I am not the type of person to just sit back and watch while my friends are in trouble. I won’t let them get hurt anymore.”

“I don’t care about them but I do care about you ugghhh just listen I have a plan and—” Idias voice faded into the background as my eyes flickered to the movement behind him. We’d been standing in the middle of the floor while arguing and neither of us had noticed Malleus getting closer as he battled the others. I didn’t think as my hands pressed into Idias chest and pushed him down, Malleus tail just passing over him before it slammed right into me; knocking me back and into one of the few pillars still standing. My body slid down and crumpled to the ground, everything fuzzy and painful, Idias voice screaming my name hitting my ears before everything went black and I couldn’t breathe. I tried to move but there was something heavy pining me down, there was a small gap of light that I could make out movement, voices muffled.

“Ortho!! Help me get it off of her” I groaned softly as the weight lifted and your arms grabbed me, pulling me into your lap as your frantic hands ran over my body pushing the small bit of healing magic you had into me.

“Are you crazy!? Why did you do that?”

“Well people do crazy things, when they’re in love…” I winced as I sat up your face softening slightly before your hair flickered red, eyes glaring over to Malleus

“This has gone on long enough, I’ll mop this up in one turn.”

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Day 21: clothes swap

I love when Idia lets me wear his hoodie. It’s already big on him which means its still loose on me and its so warm and cozy and smells like him. I shake the sleeves over my hands and bring them up to my face to inhale the scent, smiling into the fabric as I sit on his chair. It was a silly, spur of the moment thing to change clothes with each other. We had been talking about clothes and Idia mentioned that he didn’t really mind dressing feminine or masculine but it was just easier to dress how he always has. I had casually suggested he could put my dress on but I hadn’t actually expected him to agree. It’s been quiet for a while, the sounds of Idia moving around in the bathroom having stopped.

“Idia are you ok?”

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“I don’t think I can come out.”

“What? Idia just come out and show me, I’m sure you look fine.” The door slowly creeks open after my words and he steps out. My dress is too big on him but its kind of cute how loose it is on his thin frame despite having been tied as tight as it can be; it really shows off his figure. Not to mention he’s taller than me so it ends a little higher making his legs look even longer. I don’t realize I’m staring until he starts to fidget.

“I knew it. I look like some weirdo I could never pull this off everyone is gonna laugh at me and poke me with a stick and say look at that weirdo with the blue hair thinking he can dress up all cute and—”

“You’re so pretty Idia. You should wear skirts and dresses more often.”

“EEEH no…..well—maybe for you.”

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Day 17: food

I watched you pull out your third cup of noodles from the microwave, curling back up into your gaming chair as you begin to eat them, fingers back on your keyboard as if your raiding session had never been interrupted. I pushed myself off your bed and came to stand beside you to watch the screen.

“Ya know I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eat anything that wasn’t microwaved.” Your head whips up to me, some noodles hanging out of your mouth and a confused look on your face, making me have to bite my tongue to keep from laughing at how cute it is.

“Why would I? Its quick, easy, and has pretty much all the nutrients I need. Not to mention its handy when I’m gaming wehee.”

“….that’s just not true. Especially when the only thing you eat is cup noodles. You should let me cook for you.”

“huh….”

“Yeah, you should come over to ramshackle tomorrow and we can game there and I’ll cook you dinner. I’ll even make pasta since that seems to be your go to. I promise it will be better than this.”

“Ugh you really don’t need to do that I’m fine with this”

“I know I don’t have to...but I want to. Besides you owe me a rematch on The Hydra Strikes Back, you totally cheated on that mini game.” A sly smile spreads across your face as you relax into the chair

“Oh so your only offering for your ulterior motives, fine your on but you’re still not gonna win” I smile back at you as I reach out and ruffle your hair

“Then it’s a date

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Day 14: differences

She’s so….good at all the things I’m not. She can make friends so easily with all the normies in this school. She can’t walk down the hallway without someone wanting to stop and talk to her or ask for help. And she never seems like it bothers her. She just talks to them or helps them even if she doesn’t know the person. She also has no technology literacy whatsoever. Like she can use them and navigate around them but I can see her eyes go blank when I talk about it. She says she just prefers the analog way. Who even uses journals anymore its so inefficient. She’s bright. Like the sunlight. She always smiles at me and she tries to look on the positive side of things. She’s too nice and smart and pretty and considerate and outgoing and...good. She doesn’t deserve me hanging around her and dragging her down into the dark just to be trapped there forever.

It’ll never work, were just too different. I gotta stop deluding myself that I could ever have her.

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Day 3: gift giving

“Close your eyes!”

“EHH! Why?”

“Omg you big baby just do it.” He rolls his eyes but complies anyway. I pull out the surprise I’d gotten him with the money I was able to save from Crowley’s allowance (which wasn’t enough but thank god Ortho is such a sweetie, I’ll have to pay him back). I carefully place the gift on his head, adjusting them since he flinched at the unexpected contact, and step back.

“Ok you can look now.” He opens his eyes and immediately his hands go up to his head to feel what I put there, turning his chair to look in the mirror. They were a pair of cute, yellow cat-eared headphones that I knew he would like. His eyes widen as he looks at them and I can’t help myself from opening my mouth

“I know they aren’t as good as the ones you already have but I knew you’d like the cat ears and they’re just so cute that I couldn’t help myself so I mean I understand If you don’t want to u-” I watched his smile grow as he pulled them off his head and started examining them.

“Wehehehe these are awesome! I’ll have to rip them apart so I can modify the—thanks Ella.” He gives me the softest smile and my heart just melts.

“Your welcome. Happy birthday Idia.”

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Day 26: hobbies

I like writing, Idia likes math, and we both like gaming. What's a better way to spend time together than putting all those things together.

“No Azul, You still have to roll the persuasion check it doesn’t matter how convincing your words were its the mechanics of the game”

“Well that just doesn’t make any sense. My argument is air tight and frankly the shopkeeper should be thanking me for the amazing offer I’ve placed before him” I gave him a deadpan look as I sat at the head of the table.

“If I give you advantage will you just roll the dice?” The shit eating grin he gives me lets me know that’s exactly what he was after to begin with. Its not like he even needs it with how he’s stacked his bonuses. While Azul tallies up his final score, Idia gets my attention.

“Wehehe while the shopkeeper is distracted I’m gonna have my wizard cast invisibility on our rogue.” My smile drops as I realize what they’re planning to do.

“No. no.....no guys come on you have to stop murder hoboing all of my shopkeepers to steal their merch this is so unfair.”

“Lighten up Sea Bunny. You’re the one who said this game was all about imagination and out of the box decisions. I just wanna squeeze him a bit.”

“Murder is not an out of the box thought. Fine, ya know what I’m going to allow it but mark my words there will be consequences. You won’t know what they are or when it will happen but there will be consequences.” Despite how annoying I think some of their decisions are, I can’t help the small smile that tugs at my lips. Watching them sort through the loot and have fun makes me happy I introduced them to D&D, plus I’ve never seen Idia so talkative. All in all I can be a merciful DM as long as they’re having fun

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Day 24: flowers

I sat in the field, my hands idly running through the soft grass, watching Idia and Ortho as they tinkered around with their latest contraption. It looked like some kind of drone to me. When he explained to me what it was for it still just sounded like a drone. He said that it was more complicated than that and my normie brain just couldn’t comprehend it. Either way they seemed to be having fun and it got Idia outside so it was a win-win situation. My hands brushed against a thicker area in the grass, my eyes glancing back to see dandelions; quite a bit of them growing along the outskirts where I sat. I picked one, twirling the yellow flower in my hand, an idea popping into my mind. I pulled more of the flowers out, making myself a small pile as my eyes wandered back to the brothers, hands absentmindedly beginning their work. It was about fifteen more minutes before they figured out whatever the issue was and I could hear them celebrating, a high-five being exchanged between them. I stood up, dusting off the grass from my bottom, and walking over to them with my surprise behind my back.

“All finished?”

“Nii-san was able to figure out the problem and we reprogrammed it.”

“Wehehe yeah, it was basically just that the sensors were picking up to much junk data and overloading the processors with nonsensical directions but we got it fine-tuned now.” I have no idea what any of that means but I smile up at him as I see his wide and happy smile, a soft giggle escaping me. I bring out what I’d been working on and set a flower crown on each of their heads.

“Well here is a prize for all your hard work.” Orthos eyes go wide and his eyes crinkle with a smile while Idia’s face flushes.

“Thank you Nee-san!”

“Y-yeah.....thanks I guess.” Idia’s words sounded unenthusiastic but I could see the small hint of a smile tugging at his lips, the setting sun reflecting nicely off the yellow flowers in his blue hair.