#jrwi guarddog

[novelisticgodhood]

Craving good incest ship fics . Shimizel i have checked at least twice today there is nothing the only person who posts in the remrom tag is this one person who always grgnderbends roman . Am i going to have to go to wincest . Am i. I am. I’m opening the wincest tag

[monstrousparalysis]

Do you need to cover up your twin brother pulling out his own eye because he's going to sound insane if he admits that's why he's missing an eye now? Worry no longer! Simply claim that you pulled his eye out consensually! This is a far more normal thing to do which will explain everything and not garner any further questions!

[shamia-shamai]

kicking my fucking feet and straight up GIGGLING thinkin about emizel being protective and possessive at the same time likeee 👀

edward twilight drank your brother's blood? lets just cover up those teeth marks, ey? what sharp teeth you have yea the better to claim you with

[pulchrasilva]

Nooo don't blood marry your twin brother you're so sexy aha

[monstrousparalysis]

Relationships should be 50/50, he offers to kill a guy for me when I make a not-serious comment about how I'd have the guy executed if I were a power-drunk royal, and I offer to turn his best friend into whatever he wants me to make him with my mind control powers.

[monstrousparalysis]

Oh yeah on this topic: personally I do think it's nearly verging into out of character that Emizel, a guy with problems with most authority and not the greatest social skills, would look at Shilo, given the main pieces of information that are that Shilo is royalty, that he is sheltered and weird because of that, and that he is apparently his twin brother, and not make at least one probably off-color joke about, you know. That thing that a lot of royalty ends up doing with a relative. You're telling me that there was an entire bit where they had the conversation about realizing they're twins in a sex motel and Emizel didn't even very poorly try to lighten the mood by joking about this being a weird choice of venue to have this conversation at? Unlikely, in my mind. He is going to "no homo" Shilo at least once and make everyone in the vicinity desperately uncomfortable.

[monstrousparalysis]

Rejoice, all, for I have finished my three and a half month labor of love! Vampire twins sharing blood in every sense of the words! Moral conflict! Sexual tension! Cool AO3 coding that took me like three hours to properly implement in order to do a cool little thing to make some of the text change when you click it, hence why I cannot fully post the fic here too!

So, please enjoy "desire, i'm hungry (i hope you'll feed me)"

3.9k words of Emizel/Shilo! (that are actually more like 4.3k, the coding did a few weird things like that <3)

[monstrousparalysis]

Guilt of a Voyeuristic Geminaephiliac

Warning for incest, sex, accidental voyeurism, and Arthur being a mess of guilt, lol.

Fandom: Just Roll With It: The Suckening

Characters: Arthur Bennett, Emizel Tucker, Shilo Bathroy

Relationships: Arthur Bennett/Emizel Tucker/Shilo Bathroy, Emizel Tucker/Shilo Bathroy (Guarddog)

Word count: 1,058

Summary:

Maybe Arthur keeping his heightened hearing on while taking shelter in yet another sex motel just wasn't a good idea in general. Regardless, he wasn't expecting the noisy room to be the one the twins were staying in.

Written for day 2 of @sintember, "You Just Let It Happen"

(also posted on AO3 here!)

Arthur Bennett had seen and heard plenty of things he wished he hadn't in his years of unlife. Even beyond the horrors of the world, the evils that ever jaded him in his search for peace, there were some things that were less dramatic and more simply awkward and uncomfortable.

His heightened senses, useful as they were, didn't care about what they sensed. Sometimes, it was vital information uttered in a whisper he wasn't meant to hear, or the smallest breath of a hunter stalking him. And sometimes, it was a private moment between a couple residing in a room with unfortunately thin walls.

Still, as he sat in the closet of his room in yet another sex motel that was simply the cheapest place to stay with the least likelihood to ask questions, he reflected that it was quite different to know the couple he was accidentally eavesdropping on.

And even worse to know they were brothers.

Panting, moaning, and the slight creaking of a bed rocking back and forth all formed some sort of cursed symphony.

"Ah, ah, E- Emizel, please—"

"Hey, keep it down, Arthur's right next to us and he's got really good hearing."

At least they were trying to be conscientious.

He should do something about this. The boys are reckless, and young, and making mistakes like this could have serious repercussions. Emizel might be no stranger to impulsive actions with major consequences, but Shilo had hardly left his room before he came to Los Angeles. The prince is smart, but he's also naïve. Surely, too naïve to truly understand the wrongness of what he's doing. Or, what Emizel's doing to him, his ears unhelpfully supplied.

If nothing else, he should stop listening so closely as they used the motel room for its intended purpose.

His thoughts came to a screeching halt as Shilo whined in a pitch high enough that he probably would've heard it even with a human's senses.

"There! Emizel, please, keep-"

A shifting of weight, an increase of creaking, skin slapping against skin. A wail.

"Do you want Arthur to hear this?" Emizel said in a voice that practically carried a cocky grin with it.

A whimper.

"I bet you wish he could see you like this, huh? Dropping the whole innocent shtick and begging to be split open on your brother's cock like a real prince. Bet he'd get off on it too."

A moan unlike any Arthur's ever heard before in its desperation.

If he were human, he would've flushed, not only from embarrassment, but from the shame of how right Emizel was. Some part of his brain certainly agreed with him, conjuring the unbeckoned image of Shilo folded in half, Emizel holding his legs up against his chest as he thrusted in and out. Maybe Emizel would lean down, and-

The wet sounds of lips smacking. Sounds of passion muffled by one mouth against another.

Slowly, almost unconsciously, he felt the shadows around him turn more tangible, teasing at the waistband of his pants.

He disgusted himself most of the time, but this was a new low.

He wondered how repulsed the twins would be if they knew Arthur could actually hear them. Worse, that he was aroused from it. Or at least, he hoped they would be repulsed by him in reality and Emizel was just running his mouth.

Then again, Emizel running his mouth was almost certainly how they'd all gotten here in the first place. He knew that boy would be a horrible influence on the prince, but he hadn't had the heart to separate them. Not when sometimes, he looked at their faces, and all he saw was Emma and Mikey, and his guilt told him the closer he got, the worse off they were.

Proven true by the fact that for all he wanted to throw up until all the blood in him was gone and he was just blissfully normal, or at least dead, the shadows still rubbed against him, now in tune to the still-audible creaking behind the wall.

Shilo's sounds got louder again, presumably no longer impeded by his brother's mouth against his. Arthur covered his own with a hand, spreading his legs slightly to give the shadows more room.

Emizel, meanwhile, wouldn't shut his mouth.

"How about we see if you can get loud enough for everyone to hear?"

So much for conscientiousness.

A filthy, slick, all too evocative stroking sound found its way into Arthur's ears, almost immediately drowned out by a wail that nearly hurt them.

Shilo was incomprehensible now, babbling halves of words and broken moans. Arthur bit his hand, shadows writhing faster against him.

After a mere few seconds, the sound of splattering liquid joined in. Then, slowly, whimpering from Shilo, likely caused by Emizel's pace staying the same.

"Fuck, give me a minute, almost done. You can take it, fuck-"

God help him, Arthur nearly came from the mental image that inspired alone. Shilo, clearly overstimulated, most likely flushed and covered in his own fluids while Emizel just kept going, his pace starting to get unsteady—

Shilo's breath was starting to catch, like he was crying, and the thought of Shilo with tears on his face, possibly trying to get away, tipped Arthur over the edge, his legs shaking where he sat.

Emizel's moans certainly seemed to signify that he was following suit. Sporadic quiet impacts of skin on skin indicated he hadn't pulled out, instead opting to hump his cum further inside Shilo.

The shadows that had just finished moving shifted in his pants again, the appeal of the concept alone tempting him towards a second round. However, he finally seemed to gain some semblance of a basic morality, so instead, he dismissed the darkness.

He slumped further down against the closet floor, no longer listening so closely. He cringed at the feeling of the wet mess inside his underwear touching his skin, but perhaps he deserved the discomfort for now. For as awful as he'd just been, surely he could stand the barest consequences of his actions.

For as alone as he was, surrounded only by the absence of light, he felt invariably watched. As though something higher had listened in on him as he just had the twins, refusing to interfere with his sinfulness because they found it entertaining.

[monstrousparalysis]

Once again I am thinking about Them

Shilo, so so innocently: "You're like a brother to me!"

Arthur: *silently recalls every single time Shilo has made out with his actual brother in front of him trying to figure out if he could mean something else by saying that (his conclusion is that there's no way he could)*

[shamia-shamai]

UH OH SISTERS

arthur is in this one bcuz i need to be more of a degenerate lol 🤭❤️❤️

[novelisticgodhood]

🪦🕊️Freedom in Fiction🚫🍽️

‘Novel’

He/she

Proship sideblog :3

I mainly post about Jrwi stuff but i also like afton est (mostly mikevan), remrom, Samdean.

NUMBER ONE MODELSHIP SHIPPER!!! LET THAT SMALL BOY BE A WHORE!!

Also an rpf shipper!! The council should fuck nasty!!!

Prolific writer, birthgiver of Jrwi onlyfans

I do not support any of the ‘proship’ things i talk about in real life, fiction is fiction.

Discoursesona is 📕 AKA manga, she/it. <- friends and i have made fake discourse because we’re bored. All posts will be tagged with unreality

🪦🕊️Freedom in Fiction🚫🍽️

[monstrousparalysis]

Anyways on that topic: I do just think that there's something very fun in the fact that Emizel's teeth are unique because they are all sharp and that Shilo finds that interesting. And I also think that that gets more fun when considering that Shilo's a sickly Victorian boy whose clothes cover every part of his body except his face. There's a beautiful simple poeticism in the idea of Shilo with bitemarks that can so clearly be traced to his brother, and only his brother, except they're easily covered just from his preferred style of dress. And also I think it's hot, which is an equally important aspect of this.

[pulchrasilva]

I think my obsession with guarddog is funnier with the context I'm not usually a big incest shipper, it's like I'm a straight man and they're the one guy I daydream about railing me

[novelisticgodhood]

I don’t know how to physically emotionally or mentally deal with this so I’ve drawn Shilo and Emizel almost kissing .

[novelisticgodhood]

Shilo when he is aroace because the reality is actually much worse and he can’t face the idea of being completely head over heels in love with his brother. Shilo when he is aroace because the only person he loves is someone who is wrong to love.

[novelisticgodhood]

Arthur: you know, you two are so touchy with one another someone could put you on an episode of siblings or dating.

Emizel: it’s both actually

Arthur: wait. fucking what