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Happy holidays to those who celebrate and happy December 25th to those who donāt!!! :D
#got I almost didnāt finished this in time#itās 11:30š#last year I drew emerald duo so this year yāall get neapolitan trio :]#i love them all dearly#boy oh boy did I struggle with the head profilesā¦#donāt even look at the hands š#my art#procreate#digital art#neapolitan trio#piglin technoblade#technoblade fanart#techno fanart#technoblade#technofanart#tommyinit fanart#tommyinnit#wilbur soot#wilbur fanart#wilbur mcyt#crime boys#crime boys fanart#bedrock bros fanart#bedrock bros#twinsduo#twinsduo fanart#crimeboys#merry christmas#happy holidays
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i am all of me
#WOO more of the boyā¢#digital art#art#artists on tumblr#my art#sonic#sonic redraw#sonic the hedgehog#shadow the hedgehog#sonic prime#sonic boom#boom shadow#prime shadow#he is so skrunkly#i love him *squishes him like blorbo#sth#sth fanart#fanart#art page#oh my god i messed up the lighting on the emerald AGAIN#lazy background cuz im just like that#really like these :]#edit: nvm the more I look at these the more I hate them#i really just suck at lineart don't I#that's the punishment for drawing on a phone ig
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fuck it, my own Hoenn protag redesigns!!
i actually like most of ORAS redesigns (esp the gym leaders), buuut I really don't like the protagonists and the evil teams (maxie what did they do to you). also I love Emerald more so i guess you can say these designs would be for an ORAS-like Emerald remake lol
#painter's colours#my fanart#pokemon#pokemon emerald#pokemon rse#pokemon oras#trainer may#trainer brendan#also i usually play with may so i never really viewed her as a rival#so she has always been pretty battle-ready-ish and trainer-like for me#cool gurl#and i love that brendan is boyish and cocky lmaoo#i legit gasped when i played pokemon emerald that boy is so passive-aggressive sometimes#but not in a dickish way like blue/gary#and i rather like that they toned it down in oras but still kept the concept
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"wait"
#sheep scribbles#teddy#emerald#:)#my boys#my tall ass boys.#em is 6'7. teddy is 6'3#they are based(and still areā technically) on the poison wyvern and giga from ark :)#this is their human forms#i love my boys#look at them. look at my boys
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š» OC in a really bad disguise for Ankh
š OC in goth/emo/scene attire for Kerry
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Thank you for these prompts dear ;u; I must admit it took me a moment to plan these, hopefully the quality is good!
š» OC in a really bad disguise
Wanting to borrow boyfriend's favorite nuggetino from its pen to put a smile on his face after a bad day has its risks, but the girl is committed and would do anything for a piece of that flat ass! "Asking Leliana first? Of course I thought about that AND IT WAS BORING. Who do you think I am?"
š OC in goth/emo/scene attire
Listen, I know younglings nowadays are used to the over polished emo āØaestheticāØ pics you see online but back when emo wasn't cool we only had one single pair of skinny jeans and whatever we could find at the local indian shop. Also Hot Topic is just an american thing << we couldn't find good pieces of apparel so our options were limited to creativity - pulling out uniposca markers and bycycle chains to make things look barely decent. Everything in that ensemble hurts horribly, I think the ones who were teenagers in the 00s know it :'D
The Ask Meme
#ask meme#oc outfit doodle ask#inquisitor lavellan#ankh#hawke#kerry#ndo sta l'art tag#the emo one was mentally and emotionally draining lol#I do have opinions on the state of the emo community back then but I really don't wanna take the fun out of these with a rant#because these are too fun!#plus I don't really wanna take the magic off things for people who weren't behind the barricades back then <<'#also my experience is not universal lol#BUT HEY#the boi looks kinda good o-o#but he can still see from his left eye which makes him automatically a poser#I think I need to draw cullen's favorite nuggetino#it's colored like a siamese cat and it has attitude#bad attitude but still!#cassandra brought it back from the emerald graves and leliana loves it to death#I can't remember its name but it was surely a pun with 'divine something'#vinug (the)? holy pest? ummmm I need to find the note#if someone's reading til here please remind me to draw the damn beast in the future lmao
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that post has made me remember the time i scrolled 20 posts into willow park's tag and of those posts i counted only 4 that were not hunt//low related. i deserve endless praise for the amount of self-restraint i use to not attack white people
#skye's ramblings#the t//oh fandom is soo overwhelmingly white n thats probably why it never took over my blog like t/pn. i stay in my little corner thankyou#so many people didn't give a shit abt willow till they had a white boy to ship her with. nobody understood willow my best friend willow#ilove hunter and i love his relationship w willow but emerald trio sweep. donot forget gus he is crucial they are all besties. thankuou#anywayay i fucking love blocking ship tags its my favorite thing in the world. peace and love <3
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Hi! Would it be okay if you shared some random info about any oc you want? I'd love to learn more about your world and characters and I unfortunately don't know any less awkward way to do it
Hi, it's not awkward!! I love talking about my ocs, I am just shy and don't post a lot of details about them unpromptedš
They all have a lot of lore behind them so always feel free to ask for details if you want to(it's why my ask box is open <3)
I have been working on them a lot more cuz I'm still recovering from surgery and can't get out of bed! Particularly Coshor, which is a very small nation at the Hiridescent Peaks, the mountain range where the sun god lives. It's a very prosperous place and the wealthiest country in the world, a lot of old old ill-gotten money there. Most people would consider the attitude of the Coshorians to be "intolerable," they're all very snooty and vain. All their needs are easily met so they get to be rich and unworried and bored. They mostly mess with each other to pass the time.
I drew their queen recently, Queen Annette II. She's been queen for over 30 years, since she was crowned at the age of fifteen. She has not changed a bit. She was the previous king and queens most beloved. She got nothing but the best and was treated like a most precious doll. She was pampered and prepped and cared for, she was the spitting image of her mother. Her mother would be where a lot of high societies vain attitude came from, she was considered the fairest of all until her youth started to fade and her daughter took the spot light. No one would dare propose the idea she might be jealous of the princess though.
Unfortunately Annette II ascended the throne after the very untimely and unexplained death of her parents. Disappearance might be the better word for it.
She's the subject of many hushed rumors, and anyone too nosy is never seen or heard from again. They say the mask she always wears now is just a way of mourning her parents, others say it's to hide disfigurement she received in the accident the killed the previous king and queen. Whatever happened to her dear parents seems to be a common occurrence now, as many people have been going missing in that castle since then. Aside from that everything is fine, so no one really cares to peek behind closed doors. After all have you seen the Videcks new curtains? How garish, now that's something someone ought to do something about.
Whatever it was must've traumatized the poor dear, she hardly speaks anymore. Those who once knew her would hardly recognize her. The young light of the nation was now an unusual and mysterious flicker. Relying on her most personal guard and attendant, Emerald, as a mouth piece and arm. Refusing to even leave the royal manor, she just sends him in her stead.
Of course there are many a rumor about him as well, having belonged to the previous queen and his suspicious connection to the fae. Seeming to be eternally youthful just like the queen. People will swear they've seen fae circles in the royal manors garden as of late, but those rumors are quick to be hushed and shoulders looked over.
Whatever it was that happened to that poor thing is very mysterious indeed.
#oc tag#ask#Queen Annette#Emerald#I need to start tagging my ocs names again raaa#thank you for asking I love talking about my boys#I tried to keep it short but it's still kind of long so I'm sorry haha#I actually have a comic about her in the works if I ever find the motivation
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Tag Dump: Relationships
#angel fish: allison conway#bleeding heart: skylar phillips#the knight of hollow port: daisy george#sharp shooter: barry blaskley#heavenly connectionist: callob conway#emerald empress: louise newton#leviathan: belladonna weiss#apostle of hate: romeo moore#darling little shop keep: daliah goodwin#a ball and chain: giovanni john vescovi#pearl of the sea: jillian freeman#my true father: alexander ace vescovi#kiss me like real people do: charlotte cherri kensley#a shield for my sword: graziano milo sperduto#red riding hood: rose neroni#ma i miss you: clem & jillian#country boy i love you: clem x barry#let's paint the town red: clem & allison#man eaters: clem & skylar#monster for hire: clem & louise#the fairy princess and the wicked sea witch: clem x daliah#haunted by the ghost of you: clem x cherry x graziano#stick fingers and a silver tongue: airam onrainnam#honor among thieves: clem & airam#i shouldn't want you but i do: clem x airam#tall dark and handsom: death#hand in unlovable hand: clem x death#outofshells
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Finished my 3rd reference sheet for ArtFight, this time of MEW! All of my refs so far have been of my Dragon OCs, so might as well add the one who can physically turn into a four-legged beastie~
If there's anything this challenge helps me with though, is actually sitting down and working on ref sheets for my characters lmao.
Reblogs appreciated, thank you! šāØ
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#I'll post Blue Bones and Harlem's in a bit I have to deal with a migraine weh#i might do the rest of the quartet but I'm gonna do Scim first#not to be selfish lovely Nachster but if ppl want to draw MEW if someone I kinda want it teehee#miracle of the emerald wave#my art#dragon#dragon boy#dragon oc#fantasy#oc art#artists on tumblr#artfight#reference sheet#art fight#art fight 2023#the quartet
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Just hatched a shiny sprigatito in pokemon violet :3c
#was literally trying to get a meowscarada with good ivs and i look up and my boy got PURPLE EYES#AUUGH#I do not love him as much as my shiny flygon from emerald but he is still my good son.#i KNOW shinies are more common in the newest games but still! he ourple
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i finally got around to reading this...and first i have to say --
Emerald....emerald....EMERALLLDDDDDD KAJJKSKJKSJ
"Surprise," he breathes, like this is the most casual thing in the world to him.
I lost it...i fucking lost it here....
"Yeah," Enzo finally murmurs, breaking the silence. Theo's gaze flickers to him, waiting. "Yeah, you can cum, angelā¦ā
I will literally mop the floor with my tongue...PLEASE I AM BEGGING.
Time collapses. It's been momentsāit's been hours.
I need it to be days...months...years..infinite fucking time with this fucking man..if i have to have both just to have him then fine.
They nod, both of them wearing their smirks like crowns. "Until next time, then."
I NEED NEXT TIME PLEASE EMERALD IM BEGGING ON MY KNEES AT THE EMERALD ALTER !!! My gods...that was a masterpiece, yet again. Em this was SO good. Your writing never ceases to leave my jaw on the fucking floor. ILYSM Emmy<3333
SLYTHERINSLUT0āS KINKTOBER
october 28th. theodore nott. lorenzo berkshire ā humiliation / degradation
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST. | 2024.
summary: never let enzo berkshire find out about one of your kinks. unlessā¦.
warnings: 18+, SMUT MDNI, halloween ghostface costumes, threesome, fwb!theo, bestfriend!enzo, reader is involved in a bet unbeknownst to her, mask kink, humiliation on high, degradation, fingering, denied orgasm, oral m!rec, PIV, dirty talk, manipulation.
"Black cat mask?"
You shake your head, barely sparing the thing a glance.
"Mm, no. Too unoriginal."
"Right," Enzo sucks his teeth, tossing the mask back into the bin you're both half-heartedly rifling through. "Orange cat, then? That's far more fitting for you anyways."
"Enzoāno cats, please," you mutter, running a hand through your hair, staring down at the disheveled heap of plastic. None of it catches your eye, none of it sparks anything. "It's Halloween. I want something...scarier."
"Of course. Only day of the year you get to pretend you're as terrifying as me." He croonsāhalf-laughing through the words. The tease itches in your mind, and you're halfway to some retort when he's already holding up another mask. "How about this one?"
You glance up, ready to dismiss whatever nonsense he's holding this time, but the sight of it stills the air in your lungs. A Ghostface mask. Stark white, hollow eyes staring back at youāit's grimace cast in a faded glow under tired shop lights. It's nothingājust a mask, just a piece of cheap plastic in Enzoās handābut your heart skips, stumbles, clutches at your ribs, and you can't look away.
And there's no goddamn reason for it, no logicābut you're already seeing it, aren't you? Your current fwbāTheo, standing over you; his face hidden, mask in place of those half-lidded eyes that youāve learned to read so well. And you knowāyou know the thought is fucking absurdāyet, it knots something in your stomach, spreading heat like a fuse just lit.
"You alright there?" Enzo's teasing pulls you out of your thoughts, and you realize he'd been staring at you that entire time. "You're looking a little...hot."
Hot. Right. Of course he'd noticeāof course your best friend would notice the way you went still, frozen in place as if someone struck you with Glacius. You're no good at lying to him, not even on a good dayāand right now, your mind is in shambles, already too far gone into the fantasy andā
No. No more of this.
You tear away, fumbling for the edge of a cloak that suddenly seems like the most fascinating thing you've ever seen, your fingers tracing the fabric as if it can save you.
"It's...fineāit's nice," you blurt out, too quickly, too forced, the words tumbling over themselves. "Justāno, not really my thing."
But Enzo knows better. He can spot your lies from miles away. You hear him shift, the quiet rustle of the mask in his handsāand then, he's pulling it over his face, tilting his head just to spite you.
You don't have to look to know he's smirking behind it.
"Bullshit." He steps closer, casually closing the distance, but you know it's deliberate. "You're into this, aren't you?"
The warmth on your face feels like fire now, prickling heat across your skin. He shifts closer again, and for a moment you consider jinxing himāmind scattering into dark, unbidden placesāfilthy, wild things, flashing behind your eyes, too real. Enzo tilts his head the other way now, letting the mask catch the light, letting it grin.
"Should I get it?" He asks, as innocent as a serial killer. "For Nott, of course."
"No."
It scrapes out of your throat, barely audible, far too small to hold truth. Youāre sure he can read you right nowāall your depraved thoughts in the rasp of your voice, painfully transparent.
Thereās a huff, a snort of sorts. "Are you sure? I think he'd love it."
Despite his insufferableness, heās probably right. Theo has never shied away from indulging your kinks before. Thatās what no strings is about. Maybe he would love it, you know you certainly wouldāgods how youād love itāeven if youād rather die before admitting it.
The cloakāyou focus on the deep purple velvet, the dark lace edging. "I'm sure. Put it back."
"You don't sound so sure." Gods, he's such an assholeāpoint only proved further as he takes another step closer. "Does this...does this turn you on?"
"EnzoāFor Godric's sake, stop." The humiliation is suffocating. This is just a glimpse at your future should you ever decide to disclose this information to him. Relentless and bloody insufferable. "Let's justāpick something and go. Please?"
A pause, then, and you don't dare look up. The mask slips from his face with another soft, satisfied humāyou don't need to see him to feel the damage done. He knows.
"Sure, angel," he says, trailing as he turns. "Whatever you want."
āāāā
"Mattāhave you seen Theo?"
"Uhānot since earlier." Mattheo replies without even looking up, his focus on pouring another dangerous looking drink rather than on you. "He's probably just out for a smoke."
Yeah. Right. Forsureābecause his smoke breaks last all bloody day. Doubt twists your stomach, but you nod anyway, grabbing your own drinkāsomething bubbling, far too bright a green to be safe, but it burns down easy all the same. The room spins in a foggy haze, lights bleeding together over costumes, wizard and Muggle and something in betweenāand you struggle to tell who's who.
Theo had refused to tell you what he was dressing up asāclaimed he wanted it to be a surprise. Now, that surprise is nowhere to be found.
"What are you supposed to be?" You raise a brow at Mattheo's striped inmate costume. āYour future?"
Riddle's eye flash as he pretends to be offended for about two seconds until his gaze drops to your own costume and his tongue darts over his lips, taking it in. Beer-maid, tight bodice, shorter than preferred. It's not what you were going for, not in the slightest, but it's all Pansy had in her closet to save you after you and Enzo failed to find anything interesting at the shop the other day.
"Maybe. But you definitely aren't dressed as yours." His attention shifts back to the crowd, a failed attempt at hiding his grin. "Way too much fabric."
You scoff, but that's just how Mattheo isāalways a sly comment, always pushing. You roll your eyes and swat at him, but he sticks his tongue out at you and steps back, slipping off into the crowd with a final goodbye winkāand just as you lose track of him, Draco saddles up next to you, prattling on about something you don't care to listen to.
Great, thatās two annoying Slytherins accounted for. Where the fuck is Theo?
Five seconds into pretending to be interested in whatever Malfoy is babbling on about, you give up, turning back to the drink table and skimming over the options when someone new brushes up behind youā
"Enzo told me," the words barely register before you feel itāa hand settling low at your hip. "About your kink."
With lightening speed you twist your neck, glancing over your shoulderāonly to fucking gasp at what you find there. That mask. The mask. The Ghostface one from the shop; the one Enzo hasn't let you forget, hasn't stopped teasing you aboutāyou blink, your heart barrelling out of the room, fingers tightening around your cup until it hurtsā
The mask tilts, just slightly. "Looks like he was right."
"Theoā"
"Go." His voice is muffled, but sweet Merlināthe sound of it makes your knees threaten to buckle right then and there. His hand slips lower, teasing against the ruffles of your dress. "Run, Bella. Let's play."
Your body locks up, muscles tense and poised on the edge of something feral. You can't look away. Can't think. Can't breathe. His fingers slip lower, lower, until you feel itācold leather against the heat of your skin and your throat tightens, words dying dead on your tongue.
Run.
A slight lean, and the mask brushes your neck. "Now."
He steps back, a slow retreat, but it feels like he's tugging you with him. You spin to face him, smirking, your voice barely above a whisperā
"And when you catch me?"
"Find out." His head tilts toward the door. It's your cue.
Your feet move before your mind even catches up, slipping through the rowdy crowd, darting through the half-drunk revelers in their costumesāeverything blurring into an afterthought as you push past the cobwebs, pumpkins, fake spiders, all the other Halloween decor filling the fogged ballroom. Your fingertips buzz from the adrenalineāpulse echoing in your ears as you dart down one hall after another, not quite sure where you're going, but knowing you need to keep moving.
Theo told you to runāso you run.
You sprint through the castle, the corridors empty save for your hurried footsteps and the scattered Halloween decorations lunging at you from the shadows. You round a corner, making for the dungeons. It's as good a place as any, right? Dark, quiet, somewhere to hide.
Few more minutes and you make it, lungs burning as you stumble into the dreary main hall. You realize the detention room is emptyāand it's perfect. You take two steps inside, already thinking you'll be able to catch your breath whenā
You slam headlong into something solid.
Head swirling, your vision barely refocuses before you feel a grip on your wrists, pulling you forward with enough force to make you gasp. Everything happens so fast you don't have enough time to process what's occurring before you're forced to focus on the thing you're seeingāghostface. Staring down at you with those empty, gaping eyes. Unreadable.
It's then that you realize you're caught.
Something shifts behind the mask, an almost imperceptible movement of his head. You'd almost think you imagined it but given that there's nothing else to look at you know it's impossible. The silence is ballooning and you wonder if this is part of the game, if Theo is just savouring the moment, relishing in your reaction. The way you're trembling, your breath stuttering, the way you've gone stillāwaiting.
You swallow, throat drier than the Sahara, but something about this has you emboldened, the fact he's playing into your fantasy like thisāso you decide to tease him, breaking the silence with a soft, breathless laugh as you pull one of your hands free from his grip.
He wanted to play. It's your turn to act the part.
"Looks like you caught me...Mr. Ghostface..." you purrāthe silence sticks heavy, making the space between you feel thick, electric. All you can feel are his eyes devouring you. "And now...now that you've caught me...what are you gonna' do with me...hm?"
Godsāthe thrill of this is so real, one your certain is more addictive than any drug. An adrenaline rushānot knowing what he's thinking, what he's about to do. Not being able to read him like you normally could. It makes your thighs quakeāand thereās half a second where you wonder how much Enzo would pay to see this, how much heād fucking taunt you for it.
But just as quickly as it came, you shake that thoughtāfocused on Theo, you pull your bottom lip between your teeth and sink to your knees, fingertips teasing from his chest to his abdomen, tilting your head to look up at him through your lashes.
"...please don't punish me." You giggleāand the debauched absurdity of it all makes you nearly choke. "I'll be so goodāI'll do anything, Theoā"
You feel him huff, tense, and when your fingers graze the front of his pantsājust barely touching his crotchā his hand snaps down like a vice, gripping your wrist, stopping you dead in your tracks.
And then, you hear it. "Salazar sakesāshitā"
Your heart plummets. That voiceāit's like being thrown into ice-cold water. No, that's notāit can't beā
"Enzo?"
Your voice cracks as you all but screech, your head whipping up so fast you feel dizzy. No, no, noā
Enzo, who you previously thought was Theo, pulls the mask off and all but verbally confirms it. Your nightmare born to life. Spooling to fruition right in front of you. He smiles, lips curled into something thoroughly entertained, and gods, how his eyes glint with pure assholeryāyou could fucking kill him.
"Enzoā" you stammer, horror flushing through you, burning through the mortification lodged in your throat. "Godsāwhat the fuckā"
"Surprise," he breathes, like this is the most casual thing in the world to him.
You scramble back, knees scraping against cold stoneāmind spiralling in every direction at onceāshame collides with shock and it all burns under your skin, the kind of heat that never settles. You know Theo's voice. You could never mistake it. You know for a fact that was him back at the partyā but this, this makes no sense.
"What...what the hell-" your voice stumbles like you're trying to outrun the words. "Why would youāwhat were youā"
"Relax," he is all too fucking calm. "It was a prank."
"A prank?" You're still on the floor, and for some reason that makes everything worse. "You call that a prank? Aāa funny little joke?"
"That's usually the definitionā"
"No." You hiss between clenched teeth, anger strangling any hope for composure. "What were you doing in here? Thisā this isn'tāyou were trying to-"
"Trying to what?" He sounds so goddamn innocent but you know better. He's toying with you, making sure you know it. He's been your best friend since you were kids but you never said it was by choice. He steps closer. "I was trying to what, angel?"
Your blood boils, the heat spreading fastāpooling low in your core against all specks of your sanity. He's relishing this, drinking in your mortification like it's fine wineāand for some reason, it makes you weak.
"Youā" words die with another one of his steps, the toes of his shoes brushing against your skin as he crouches down in front of you, elbows resting casually on his knees. You sit back, ass meeting cold stone. "Enzoā"
"Yeah?" He cocks an eyebrow. "You just gonna' parrot my name all night? Maybe you're too embarrassed to speak?"
The constant mocking feels like ice and you want to slap that smug look right off his face but instead your fucking thighs tense. You have nothing to sayācan only stare at him, lungs seizing further as you notice the smirk fading from his lips, something darker replacing itā
"You didn't even know who was under that mask, and you were ready to suck me off," he's whispering, but he may as well be screaming. "You'd do anything for anyone with a mask, huh? I wish I knew about this kink of yours sooner."
He leans in closer, his knees pushing yours apartāyou and Enzo had never been strangers to toying the line of friendship one too many times while drunk, but thisā
You blink. Staring at him. "You...you're enjoying this way too much."
"Guilty as charged." His smile spreads wider, cockier, his eyes dipping to your lips, then lower. You shiver involuntarily. "I know I should have stopped you sooner, but seeing you on your knees...in front of me...I just..."
He shakes his head before he slowly stands back upāand his eyes flicker to your chest, lingering on your fucking tits and not even trying to be subtle about it.
Then, thereās a soundāthe sound of the door creaking open.
You barely hear it, the faint shuffle of footsteps, but it's enough to pull the grin from Enzo's face as he looks up. You're not sure your heart can handle anymore of thisāplummeting to the stone beneath you as Theo steps into the room, dressed just like Enzoāblack robes, black gloves, Ghostface mask.
"Nott." Enzo's voice is too casual, too easy. "Great timing, mate."
Theoās silent as he takes in the scene. Youāstill on the floor, dress hitched up, legs spread. Enzo standing over you, smug, unbothered. Theo's presence fills the room as he shuts the door behind him and locks it, stoking your humiliation into something even hotter, something impossible to escape.
Theo's voice is flat, his tone too even. "Looks like you got caught."
Waitā
"Youā" your gaze jumps between them, a wild panic bubbling up inside you. You're so fucking confused. "What is this? You twoā"
"Like I said, a prank." Enzo says as he steps toward Theo, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "A bet, really.ā
Theo doesn't respond. He doesn't move. He doesn't look away from you.
"A bet?" You choke out, trying to piece everything together. "What bet?"
"Well, you see, angel," Enzo pushes away from Theo and slumps down into a chair just off to the side of you. You feel the dread rolling in like a storm. "I bet big Theo here you'd get so weak in the knees over the mask, you wouldn't even notice the switch. As usual, I was right."
Andddd, thereās the dread. Yup. As expected whenever Enzo is fucking involved in anything.
"Oh, wowā" you'd laugh if you weren't this utterly mortified by the entire situation. "You guys areāgods. Youāre going after a whole new high score in the prick olympics, aren't youā"
"Oh, I don't know if you believe that, topolina...I think you're just being shy." Theo cuts through your rambling and you flinch at the sound of his voice. "It's clear this is a fantasy of yours."
Your head tilts up, eyes widening as they meet the empty, hollow eyes of the mask drawing closer.
"I bet you're just embarrassed," Theo's pressingāhe's fucking pressing and you donāt think youāve breathed since he walked in. "Embarrassed that you got on your knees for your best friend...or maybe you're afraid I'd be mad." He pauses, and his gaze sweeps down over you. "Which, to that I'd have to say, I'm far from."
You swallow hard, your mouth dry. "You're...you're not mad?"
Perhaps you were afraid of thatāeven if you and Theo are unofficial in every aspect.
His answer is instant. "No."
He crouches in front of you, gloved fingers finding your chin, tipping your head up so he can look at youā really look at you.
"In fact...I think you should let him watch..." his thumb ghosts over your lower lip, so soft, so slowāwithout thinking, your tongue flicks out, barely grazing the leather covered tip, and you hear the soft exhale he releases in response. "After all, this was his idea. He deserves some fun too, don't you think?"
Heat floods your cunt, your stomach tightening at the suggestion. You glance at Enzo, sitting back now with his mask onālegs spread wide, leather hands clasped, calmāyou wanted to kill him five minutes ago, but nowā
Oh godsāyou're really losing it.
"Yeah," you whisper, barely managing the word. "He probably does."
Theo's hand slides down to your thigh, leather fingers curling into the soft skin, pulling your legs open further.
"Mhm." He mutters. "You like being watched, don't you?"
Your breath catches, your pulse thundering in your ears as you nod, your eyes glued to Enzo. "Yes..."
"Say it." His fingers trail higher, teasing the soft skin beneath your dress, fingertips grazing closerātoo closeājust below the lace hem of your panties.
Salazar save you.
You bite your lip, and the air between you feels like it's thickening, growing too dense to breathe in. That fucking mask. You've fantasized over it. And now, there's two of them. Two sets of eyesāfaceless, emotionless, and watching you. It's like something out of your fucking dreams.
"IāI like being watched," you manage to whisper, voice breaking between building lust.
"Louder," Theo growls this time like he's pulling it from somewhere deep in his chestāit sends liquid heat spilling through you. "Louder, topolina. He can't hear you if you're whispering."
Your heart stutters in your chest, and Enzoāgods, Enzo is still watchingāstays silent, the mask concealing whatever reaction he might have, but his posture speaks volumes. Stillness, dark fabric of his trousers tight across his thighs, a coiled tension that radiates off him, permeates the space between you.
"Iāfuckā" a breathless moan cracks through your words as Theo's leather-clad fingers slip under your panties, grazing your slick slit. "ālove it. I love being watched."
Theo hums, the sound vibrating low in his throat, and rewards you by pushing two fingers into your dripping heat. So slow, the pace of his strokes torturousāslick sounds of leather working you open filling the room, mingling with your quiet, shuddering breaths. His thumb brushes your clit, teasing over it until you moanāhard and shamelessā
"So loud," Theo mocks, your spine arching into him as his fingers curl inside you. "Eager, filthy little thing. You love being on display, don't you?"
A whimper catches in your throat, your gaze still locked on Enzo, watching him watch you.
You're shaking. You're close. Too close.
Your voice cracks again, nothing more than a whisper caught in a moan. "Theo...fuckā"
"You're so wet, bellissima," Theo breathes behind the mask. You're burning, every nerve sizzling. "You want to cum, don't you?"
You can't speak. Words don't exist anymore, only the pressureāonly the way Theo's fingers curl inside you, the way your thighs tremble and ache from holding yourself open, from being watched, from being this goddamn humiliated.
"Y-yes," you choke out, desperate. "Yes, please, Iā"
"Ask him." Theo's cuts you off. "Ask Enzo to let you cum."
The room spins. The air thickens into something cloying.
Ask him. Ask Enzoā
You swallow hard, your eyes darting between the two masks. Enzo is silent, still motionless, but he tilts his head slightly, the only indication that he's heard. That he's waiting.
"Please, Enzoā" the humiliation is sickening but you force past it. Itās a broken prayer, vulnerability in verbal form. "Please...let me cumāpleaseā"
Time stretches. It feels like hours, an eternity where nothing exists but the weight of their hidden eyes on you, the way Enzo's fingers twitch, curl over the thick ridge at his crotch, leather knuckles tensing as if he's restraining himself from something primal. You're being devoured whole by this momentāby the unbearable tension, by Theo's fingers inside you, relentless in their assault, and godsāyou're going to die if they don't let youā
"Yeah," Enzo finally murmurs, breaking the silence. Theo's gaze flickers to him, waiting. "Yeah, you can cum, angelā¦ā
But as he says it, he shakes his head, and Theoāthe absolute bastardāpulls his fingers out without a word.
"ā¦just not yet." Enzo finishes.
The sound that leaves your throat isn't even human, some guttural, helpless whine torn straight from your throbbing, empty cunt. Theo shushes you.
"You'll get to cum, Bella," he coos, standing up slowly. "It'll be soon."
They're toying with you, playing you like a goddamn puppet on strings and it's infuriating in its deliciousness. You've known these men for years, yet it's almost laughableāthe way they feel so foreign, so terrifyingly new.
"Oh, Enzo," you sigh, feeling your arousal cool, your body suddenly aware of the icy stone beneath you, of the wet heat slicking down your thighs. "I'm going to kill you tomorrow."
Enzo snorts. "You're welcome to try."
Theo exhales a half-chuckle, helping you off the floor and onto a desk, his hands firm on your thighs as he spreads you open like he's done a hundred times within the last few months.
A moment passes before he moves to loosen his belt and you realize just how close Enzo is nowāhis chair right beside the desk, his hand palming the bulge in his pants, shameless in his observation. The sight makes you fucking dizzy with filth. Surely, you've lost your mind. This is madness. Every line between friendship and lustābetween restraint and indulgenceāhas blurred and bled into something you can't define, and the thrill of it is intoxicating.
"This is insane," you hiss, breathless, feeling the way Theo's gloves scrape over your skin, two thick digits dragging in your slick. "You're both fucking insane."
"Too much talking," Theo mutters, so infuriatingly calm, even as he drags the head of his dick over your folds, teasing your clit. "So much attitude for someone dripping down their thighs. You want to stop?" The silence stretches, your eyes locked on his, and you can feel the smirk behind the mask. He nods. "That's what I thought. Now shut up and let me fuck this wet cunt."
His hands grip either side of the desk, his body looming over youāthe scene from your fantasy you've envisioned a million times. Ghostfaceādominant and roughāgods, you want it. So bad it fucking hurts.
Your head lolls to the side, eyes immediately finding Enzo's againāforgetting for half a second that he was even there. His jeans are unbuttoned now, his hand moving rhythmically beneath the denim, mask locked onto you with a single-minded focus that makes your breath stutter.
"Enz-ohhhā" you go to say something to him, but then Theo pushes into youāno warning, no slow buildājust a deep, unforgiving thrust that knocks the breath from your lungs, and your voice cracks on his name, the syllables lost in the moan that spills out of you.
"Shit." Enzo groans in response. "Did you justā"
"She did," Theo snarls, his grip on your hips punishing as he slams into you again, harder this time. "The little slut just moaned your name."
There's cursing, from both of them, but it's all a blur in your ears, drowned out by the sound of Theo's hips slamming into yours, the fevered slap of skin on skin, the obscene sounds you can't help but makeā
"Yeah, I noticed," Enzo mutters, and fuck, he sounds ruined, completely lost in the sight of youāhis best friend, getting fucked by his other best friend. "Fuck."
Theo's hand finds your jaw, forcing your head back to face him, Ghostface mask looming above you like a delicious nightmare.
"Who's fucking you?" His voice is caught somewhere between a snarl and a purr. "Is it Enzo?"
"N-noā" you manage, trembling with every thrust.
"Of course it's not," Theo hisses, driving into you with punctual thrusts to make you feel him, making you cry out when he slams your cervix. "So why'd you moan his name? When it'sāfuckāmy cock inside you?"
"IāI didn't meanā" you whimper, eyes squeezed shut, but there's no escape. Not from the relentless pace of Theo's dick, not from the way Enzo's eyes never leave you, burning into you like fire. You can't form words.
"Mmādon't be shy now, topolina," Theo purrs, his voice thick with effort. His hips snap forward, and your back arches, a broken sound escaping you. "I think you just love having him in your mouthāhis name, hisā"
"Fuck, Nott, shut up," Enzo cuts in, his head thrown back, chest tense. "I don't want to hear your voiceā"
You can hear the strain, the way he's barely holding it togetherā
"Look at him," Theo ignores Enzo's words. He lets go of your jaw. "He wants you. He's always wanted you."
Your eyes dart between them, head spinning, unable to form a coherent thoughtāTheo's fucking relentless, pushing you closer and closer to the edgeāand every time you glance at Enzo, you see the way he's breaking, hand moving faster, chest rising and falling with ragged breathsā
"I never knew you were such a voyeur, Nott," Enzo spits, trying to sound casual. "Never took you for being such a filthy bastard."
"What can I say?" Theo groans in response, propping your legs up over his shoulders to drive into you deeper. "Just discovered a new interest, you should try it sometime."
They're still bantering, like this is some kind of fucked-up competition, like you're not about to shatter into a million fucking pieces while your best friend watchesāafter he got you here and humiliated you with a fucking betāgods, you'd laugh if you weren't so utterly lost to the pleasure ripping through you.
"And watch you get off on it?" Enzo spits back, voice rough. "I'llā"
Theo snorts, cutting him off. "I think there's more than one person getting off onā"
"Shut the-fffuck upāplease-" you manage to moan, the words barely intelligible. You look to Enzo, eyes wide and pleading. "Enz...come here."
"Yeah...?" Enzo breathes out, his voice catching, tipping his head back forward to look at you. āWhat?ā
"Come here," you moan again, trembling, fraying under the pleasure that's building inside you from Theoās insistent dick. "Let me help you."
For a moment, he hesitates, and you canāt tell what heās thinking because the goddamn mask hides everything. He's always been the calm one between youāalways stopping your drunk kisses, always refraining from taking things too far. But tonight, thereās no more of that calm left in himā
He stands.
Each step he takes feels like a lifetime, but when he's standing next to your head on the desk, towering above where you're laid out like a feast, you don't know whether it's the mask or the situation itself that has your pulse racing. Erotic and terrifying, the not-knowingāa power exchange in its purest form. Theo growls infront of you, his thrusts growing harder, more vicious, as you reach out to pull Enzo's hips closer.
You're already eyeing the throbbing bulge in his jeans, your mouth practically watering as you stare.
"Go on," you rasp, lips parting as you look up through your lashes. "Take it out."
The breath Enzo sucks in is sharp, a hitch in the darkness. His fingers tremble, just barely, as he pushes his pants down his thighs, and the noise that escapes him when his cock slips out and smacks his stomachālow, strangledāmakes you moan and clench in responseāhe's huge.
Your breath catches, a soft exhale of, "oh, fuck."
And the words are barely out of your mouth before both Theo and Enzo respondālow growls and breathless groans that echo in the shadowed room, vibrating through you like electricity.
"Open your pretty mouth," Enzo whispers and you obey without hesitation, tongue slipping out, wanting, eager. His breath shudders, and you wish you could see his eyes. "Good girl."
And then he's pushing into you, sliding hot and thick over your tongue, and at that exact moment, Theo thrusts harder, deeper, and suddenly you're overwhelmedāboth of them inside you, filling you, consuming every breath. Moans ripple through the dungeon air, a chorus of sin, and you shake with the sheer intensity of it all.
Theo's thumb finds your clit, starts swirling over it, and you keenāeyes rolling back in your head, Enzoās leather hands in your hair to hold you still. Tears stream down your face as you gag, spit pooling at the corners of your mouth, but neither of them stopāif anything, they're both lost in it, in the wrecked, messy beauty of it all. Your hands claw at the desk, desperate for something to hold on to as the pleasure builds, tightens, spirals out of control.
Time collapses. It's been momentsāit's been hours.
And then it happensāall three of you tipping over the edge at once, crashing into a release so fierce it shatters you. Your climax rips through you, violent, leaving you shaking, milking Theo until he's spentāuntil he's pouring his cum deep inside your cunt at the same time Enzo groans deep and spills his own over your tongue. A moment passes, and then Theo is the first to pull away, panting, tearing off his mask and dropping into the chair beside the desk, and Enzo follows, tugging his jeans back up before slumping into another chair, mask still onā
Both of them are sprawled there, utterly spent, just as wrecked as you.
And then, after a few long, tense moments, you hear itāthe clink of Galleons exchanged. You don't even need to look up for it to register. Theo tosses the coins into Enzoās greedy palm because he was the true fucking winner here. The sound cuts through the stillness, and with it, that smug, unmistakable sneer in Enzo's voice.
"Told you she'd love it."
Asshole.
You roll your eyes. Your limbs feel like they're moving through molasses as you stand, your hands mechanically fixing your costume, adjusting the fabric against your thighs.
"You know, Enzo, if you wanted to watch Theo fuck me that bad, all you had to do was ask."
"What can I say," he shrugs, lazy, like he's discussing the weather. "I enjoy a bit of gambling."
Theo snorts, adjusting his collar, as if none of this fazes him. His eyes flick from you to Enzo. "Next time you'll be paying me."
"Next time?" You cock an eyebrow. "How generous of you."
"There will be a next time," Enzo says, flipping one of the Galleons between his fingers, that same smirk playing on his lips. "And I'll get my turn."
Your pulse quickens at the sheer arrogance of it, the way he says it like it's not even up for debate. You hate how much you like this side of him.
"Maybe next time you should."
They nod, both of them wearing their smirks like crowns. "Until next time, then."
#emerald f baby f is for ferociously fantastic feral queen#my god emerald you did it again#i love you so muchhhhhh#enzosstargirl loves slytherinslut0#slytherin boys#lorenzo berkshire x reader#lorenzo berkshire#enzoberkshire#theodore nott#theo nott x reader
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#world's okayist sister: allison conway#wine is sweet but blood is thicker: callob & allison#beautiful with a brilliant mind: aurora conway#mama's boy: callob & aurora#a true inspiration: lucas conway#thank you for teaching me to be me: callob & lucas#emerald noble: louise newton#siren of the sea: salenna rose#southern gentleman: barry blaskley#snake with blue eyes: belladonna weiss#my worst nightmare: romeo moore#i will find you and i will kill you: callob & romeo#flowering radiance: aurora rosemary sheperd#here in the garden you are safe: callob x aurora#outofconfections#daughter of leviathan: clementina neroni#the dance floor is filling up with blood: callob & clementina#oh lord you've never been so in love: callob x clementina
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ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā HANEKOMA: you took me under the gentle touch of your wings; you have always been my father. ā KAKYOIN NORIAKI š meeting you was a fated encounter; you are my shining emerald; our radiance will envelop the galaxy itself. ā„āš HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„:*:ļ½„ļ¾ā NORIAKI ā the sunshine that illuminates your unbreakable emerald; you brighten my world & life. ā THE-COMPOSER ā you look after me like a guardian angel does; you are my first friend. with you I feel like I can do anything. ā KIRYU JOSHUA ā you waltzed into my life like an unknowing crescendo; yet our harmonies are melodic together. I will keep Shibuya safe. ā KISARAGI GENTARO ā my dearest friend ā you and I are the stars that will light up the galaxy. with you at my side I have nothing to fear. ā G'RAHA TIA š you inspire me to keep going despite the odds I face; with you at my side there is nothing to fear. ā„āš HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā G'RAHA ā love that transcends time & space. when weāre together I feel like Iām home. ā„āš· HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā TSUKASA ā fate dictated that we are never to meet; and yet we are two halves of a whole. ā KADOYA TSUKASA š· destroyer of worlds & my other half ā together we'll defy our destiny and forge our own path. ā JUGGLUS JUGGLER š with words laced with sweet venom to coil around a heart ā yet you didn't need to cast illusions to win my heart. ā„āš HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā JUGGLER ā a heart of darkness cannot exist without a heart of light; let me be the guiding star on your path. ā DANTE SPARDA š¹ the devil to my angel; on wings of rebellion does hope burn anew. ever stronger; ever higher. ā„āš¹ HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā DANTE ā ''heaven or hell; let's rock!'' for youāIād brave the flames of hell itself on wings of hope. ā TOKIWA SOUGO š oh valiant boy king ā how brightly does your smile shine. may you never forget that brave heart as fate tests your will. ā MYTHCAELS ā heroes we are; standing side by side to protect what's important to us. as your mentor I vow to subvert your destiny. ā ONODERA YUSUKE šŖ² you who also protects everyone's smiles ā because of your kind heart I've found another ally to always rely on. ā KAITO DAIKI š although our ideals didn't always align ā I know that I can depend on you. thank you for also keeping tsukasa safe. ā HIKARI NATSUMI š it's because of you that tsukasa is who he is today ā you kept believing in him no matter what.
#ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā HANEKOMA: you took me under the gentle touch of your wings; you have always been my father.#ā KAKYOIN NORIAKI š meeting you was a fated encounter; you are my shining emerald; our radiance will envelop the galaxy itself.#ā„āš HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„:*:ļ½„ļ¾ā NORIAKI ā the sunshine that illuminates your unbreakable emerald; you brighten my world & life.#ā THE-COMPOSER ā you look after me like a guardian angel does; you are my first friend. with you I feel like I can do anything.#ā KIRYU JOSHUA ā you waltzed into my life like an unknowing crescendo; yet our harmonies are melodic together. I will keep Shibuya safe.#ā KISARAGI GENTARO ā my dearest friend ā you and I are the stars that will light up the galaxy. with you at my side I have nothing to fear.#ā G'RAHA TIA š you inspire me to keep going despite the odds I face; with you at my side there is nothing to fear.#ā„āš HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā G'RAHA ā love that transcends time & space. when weāre together I feel like Iām home.#ā„āš· HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā TSUKASA ā fate dictated that we are never to meet; and yet we are two halves of a whole.#ā KADOYA TSUKASA š· destroyer of worlds & my other half ā together we'll defy our destiny and forge our own path.#ā JUGGLUS JUGGLER š with words laced with sweet venom to coil around a heart ā yet you didn't need to cast illusions to win my heart.#ā„āš HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā JUGGLER ā a heart of darkness cannot exist without a heart of light; let me be the guiding star on your path.#ā TOKIWA SOUGO š oh valiant boy king ā how brightly does your smile shine. may you never forget that brave heart as fate tests your will.#ā MYTHCAELS ā heroes we are; standing side by side to protect what's important to us. as your mentor I vow to subvert your destiny.#ā ONODERA YUSUKE šŖ² you who also protects everyone's smiles ā because of your kind heart I've found another ally to always rely on.#ā KAITO DAIKI š although our ideals didn't always align ā I know that I can depend on you. thank you for also keeping tsukasa safe.#ā HIKARI NATSUMI š it's because of you that tsukasa is who he is today ā you kept believing in him no matter what.#ā DANTE SPARDA š¹ the devil to my angel; on wings of rebellion does hope burn anew. ever stronger; ever higher.#ā„āš¹ HIKARU ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā
ļ½”ļ½„::ļ½„ļ¾ā DANTE ā ''heaven or hell; let's rock!'' for youāIād brave the flames of hell itself on wings of hope.
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A/n: This literally came to mind when I saw something similar in the actual game event. First time posting twst content here. This may get a sequel. Gonna try to post variety spooky content here cause HAPPY OCTOBER YALL!
SPOILERS for the new Halloween game event going on, somewhat. Also, a bit of Skully x fem!reader and implied fem!reader x the twst bois shown/tagged down below. Short Harem drama, kinda. Not much. But I think it ain't half bad.
*DON'T STEAL, COPY, EDIT, REPOST AND TRANSLATE MY FANFIC WORK. REBLOG, LIKE, FOLLOW PLS N THNX.*
āHello, my lovely~ā
The moment this new strapping figure ā āSkully J. Graves at your service~ā ā appeared holding you in his arms as you awoke, you were awestruck at the spooky strapping young man.
After introducing all of yourselves, watching him kiss the hand of your schoolmates was amusing; seeing their appalled expressions. Guessing they don't get that brand of greeting often, huh?
Him kissing Grim's cheek had his fur stand on end to your delight.
And yet?
The moment he took your hand ā only to pull you in and kiss you smack dab on the lips?
You felt the fires of envy and hate turn ablaze as the various pairs of eyes glowed outrageously.
Many hands, gloved or not, snatched him off you.
And all hell broke loose.
āGet your grubby hands off my beloved, you cretin!ā Riddle turned red even his paled up Gothic aesthetic; Trey holding the struggling boy back in his arms.
āHe means MY herbivore, skeletal bastard.ā Leona growled in Skullyās face as he grabbed his collar.
āOn the contrary, MY angel isn't up for auction when it comes to kisses from mere worms.ā Azul's irked smile gave off unpleasantness.
āOho? That doesn't seem to be the case, surely.ā Jade jested to his boss's ire.
āMY jewelās already doing so, octo pimp. That goes for you too, street rat.ā Jamil hissed them both back and forth.
āHave you no manners of consent, you mongrel? Besides, my darling Y/n has better taste than you all. Me, for example.ā Vil flaunted in the others irked faces; Epel looked just about done at this point.
āDon't you dare take away my Otaku goddess, you noob!ā Idia gripped dramatically to the others nuisance.Ā
āHow dare you lay a finger on my beloved human.ā Malleus spoke doom.
The air around them crackled with literal lightning as emerald flames had his hands full.
āMy future Queen ā¦ prepare yourself ā¦ FOR HELL.ā
āWAKA-SAMA!ā Sebek switched to fanboy mode at his God's might.
āFor once, we're on the same page.ā Leona's smirk sent his way spoke volumes as he dropped Skully before the dragon prince.
āTSUNATARO, STAND DOWN! ALL OF YOU, PLEASE!ā You got in the way to defend the new anime boy from the others' united wrath, especially Malleus's. āOne kiss is not that big of a deal.ā
You could hear a pin drop now as everyone, even Skully, viewed you as if you had two heads.
āGood grief. Ya sure you're not magical? Cause you're bewitching them into lovestruck fools. And you're not dating any of āem. God, you're an idiot.ā Grim griped.
Leona, Jamil, and Sebek appeared as glowing eyed phantom monsters ready for the kill. āYOU'RE ONE TO TALK, FUR BALL!!!ā
Yet Skully looked unperturbed, his charming toothed smile arised, as Grim got chased by three SSR dressed pissed off mages. āOya oya ā¦ What a lively bunch, you all are. And all because I took a kiss from your sweet lips, lovely Y/n. But if you are single, then may I ask you out?ā
āNO!!!ā All the former overblot cases now turned bachelors for your token affections shouted in unison.
Trey, Jade and Epel and you hung your head in exasperation.
Ah, quite the Harem dilemma.
Halloween coated, no less.
#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x you#twisted wonderland x mc#twst x reader#twst x you#twst x y/n#skully j graves#riddle rosehearts x reader#leona kingscholar x reader#azul ashengrotto x reader#jamil viper x reader#vil schoenheit x reader#idia shroud x reader#malleus draconia x reader#various x reader#twst wonderland#twst oneshot#riddle x reader#leona x reader#azul x reader#jamil x reader#vil x reader#idia x reader#malleus x reader#skully x reader#skully j graves x reader#halloween#twst spoilers#twisted wonderland spoilers
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#Ranger's Apprentice holds a special place in my heart#I first read it bc I was on one of those family+ family friends holidays and my One True Love finished reading it and was like#u wanna read this? 's pretty gud#and I was like IT HAS BEEN BLESSED BY THE ANGELS OF HEAVEN OF COURSE I'LL READ IT /takes book reverently whilst bowing deeply/#and I sat out on the balcony as a thunderstorm rolled in across the bay#and ignored my One True Love for the rest of the trip bc BITCH I HAD A BOOK to get through#good times#book recs#ya fantasy#also that one where a girl inherits this big emerald and she has a family who turn out to not be her family and there are Lipizzaner horses#and it's in vienna or sm#readblr#writeblr#oh wait we've already got Stroudy boi up there#oh well he deserves the extra recognition
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