#sub twisted wonderland

[hellsslibrary]

SMAU idea!!! Characters when they want to fuck and write about it to the reader, begging, hinting, speaking directly and all that. I just want a male reader in smau arrrrrghhhh 😭😭😭

They ask you to have intimate time with them.

#a.n. : They specified in the next request that they wanted twisted, so let's fucking go. I forgot to post this yesterday because of the damn court, sorry. 🌻

MASTERLIST is here.

Version: Housewardens (you're here) — First Years — Second years — Third Years.

!!Warnings: top!dom!male! reader, sex of the characters is not specified (so you can imagine any genitals for them), explicit content, but nothing too much, heat cycle (Leona's part), pet names, Azul is crying (IDK warning it or not), mention of skirt (Kalim's part), mention of hentai (Idia's part), mention of thigh choke (Malleus' part), you send nudes to Vil in response.

Riddle Rosehearts

Leona Kingscholar

Azul Ashengrotto

Kalim Al-Asim

Vil Schoenheit

Idia Shroud

Malleus Draconia

[setsunastuff]

I haven't seen much of Sub Leona, so I decided to do something for this beauty

Also, bad English ahead

✦Sub Leona who likes having his hair pulled

✦Sub Leona who likes to have his ass slapped, but won't admit it until don't care for pleasure's sake

✦Sub Leona who loves rough sex when needy

✦Sub Leona who is a crying mess because of the overstimulation

✦Sub Leona who is a bratty in bed

✦Sub Leona who tease you in public but is begging for your forgiveness later. "ma'sorry! Please! t-too much—!"

✦Sub Leona who can't get enough when is in heat. "Fuck–! Please Y/N~ Soo Good~"

[dddomenstarstwst]

The dominant urge to eat azul out while he's squirming and whining. Grabbing his hips to steady him only to make him even more hornier. Dragging your nails down his thighs and seeing his cock jump at that. Hearing him scream your name like a fucking slut that he is. Bringing him to climax only by your tongue and teasing him about it. Saying "you're mine, Azul, don't you dare forget it" and fuck, he's hard again. Guess, you gotta help him out, hm?

So yeah, I am into twst now😛

[dxm-b00]

Pampering the qween | Vil Schoenheit

An: just reposted on here from wattpad

cw: bondage, aftercare, feminization, body worship, praising, degrading, hand job , light marking, edging, sex toys, anal fingering, overstimulation (don't remember if the reader's gender is mentioned)

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It was a pretty rare occurrence for Vil to have a day off. No photo shoots, no movies or commercials recordings. Your poor baby works so hard everyday trying to be everyone's number one favorite person.

So once you got the call from him asking you to come over to his dorm; you didn't hesitate to waste any second, but you didn't expect anything else when arriving their.

A pair of dark beautiful sapphire violet eyes looked up to you, his black expensive eyeliner was trailing down his soft clear porcelain face. The beautiful dark red apple color lipstick was smeared all over.

Vil was wearing a cute little purple crop, a short white mini skirt that just barely covered his pre-cum oozing cock, he was also wearing a light purple that faded into white thigh high stockings that perfectly covered his plump thighs.

And just underneath the article of clothing, Vil was wearing a neatly tied set of ropes around his body that perfectly squeezed his body. His blond dyed lavender purple ends hair was sticking to his forehead as the rest was pulled in to a small ponytail or loosely laying out on the bed.

"You look so beautiful like this Vil." You was kissing his neck you sucked on his sweet spot, making sure not to suck too hard to damage his precious skin otherwise it will cause a hickey to form. Vil moaned so beautiful. A light shade of blush dusted over his cheeks, your fingers was ghostly touching his cock.

"Mmm..(y/n)." You lifted up his crop top, pulling it over his head. You leaned down his chest quickly giving him a peck on the lips. Quickly pulling away from him before he could desperately tried sitting up to kiss you again, but you looped your finger around the rope making it tighter.

"Ah, (y/n)..." Vil groaned out, while you smiled in enjoyment. You got up from sitting up from his crotch, you went to his dresser draw moving a few things around as you took out the sex toys the blond housewarden hid secretly in their. If anyone found out he had those his reputation will be tarnished.

"Please...touch me." He begged, his glossy eyes looked up to you. Your hands rubbed his silky smooth thigh highs, you could see his cock twitch underneath the short skirt. Your dominate hand snaked under his skirt, flipping the clothing up to land on his stomach. Buds of pre was leaking down past his slit.

Your hand wrapped his dick giving it a few pumps before you start at a slow pace. "Ah-!! Nghh. . .~" You cooed at him hushing him down so his dorm mates wouldn't hear him; his body was always so sensitive, you could always overstimulate and edge him for hours which is what you were going to do.

"Please-please go faster, it's driving me crazy." he said in between moans and whines. You didn't want him getting too needy so you sped up the pace. The hand you jerked him off with went faster, your thumb would swipe across the slit a couple of times."Mmm~" You simply chuckled at him, your eyes swallowed up the view of his cock throbbing as more of his pre-cum dripping down on to your hand.

Smirking to yourself as a thought came to you, your hand started to jerk him faster. Vil let out a chocked out moan, "Ah- wait..If you go that fast I'm gonna-!" You let go of his cock, Vil's arched his back so beautifully.

For a split second you would've thought he did this with other people. You going with this torturous method until he was begging and sobbing for you to stop, he tried a couple of times to grab your hand to stop you but you slapped his hands away.

Tears of frustration was overflowing in his eyes, no matter how much he begged for you to let him come, kissing his cheeks to calm him down, just to torment him all over again. "Am I not giving you what you want, baby?"

He couldn't even form the words, he just shakes his head, fat blackish tears rolling down his face as he struggled to look at you. Another smile formed on your lips, you leaned back down to kiss his soft lips. It was passionate at first but it slowly started getting sloppier by each second.

Teeth was clashing into each other, your tongue caressing and exploring each corner in his mouth, drool slipped past both of your lips. Vil moaned against the kiss, thick, sticky, warm cum spurted all over his skirt and your hand. You slowed down your hand as you coaxed him through his intense orgasm. "Good job, princess," you gently let go of his cock, wiping your cum spilled fingers over his asshole.

He threw his head back as you slipped one of your fingers inside him tight hole. It was just a single digit, but you was still able to take his breath away making him mewl out in sensitivity from your touch. Pumping your middle finger in an out of his ass- it just enough for him to feel the pressure tighten the coil in his belly. His walls pulsated against your finger, you rubbed his inner thigh. "Baby relax."

You gave him a gentle smile as you add your ringer fingers, feeling him loosen up. His thighs were shaking, every spasms you felt oh his wall as you pressed on his prostate had, his hole fluttering around you, eyes rolling back and moaning out your name. It all belonged to you.

Your fingers curled up against his sweet spot, drawing out higher pitched moans as more of the milky substance leaked out. Pulling out your fingers out of him. You pulled down one of his thighs, lifting up his legs to place soft kisses on the soft skin. You grabbed one of Vil's favorite butt plug.

Circling the toy around his puffy hole before slowly pushing the toys inside, not wanting to hurt him. “F–fuck!” you wait for him to relax. “There you go it's all the way in now.” you dip your head between his thighs, you place soft kisses on his tip.

“Can you go another round sweetie?” he nodded his head, you grabbed the vibrator wand off the bed. Turning it on the lowest an putting it on his sensitive dick, Vil squirmed and bucked his hips. The overstimulation and sensitivity was getting too much for him. He was on the brink of passing out, his body was exhausted.

“Too much, so sensitive!” Moving the vibrator all over his cock, his pupils we're blown wide with lust, and you could see the desperation in him. Pure excitement washed over you as you came to knew what was going to happen neck.

A few more minutes and he came undone for you again, arching his back off the bed again as he shook violently on the bed while making a mess of himself again and the purple sheets. He came down from his high, energy drained completely as he laid on the bed.

His chest is heaving up and down trying to catch his breath, his eyes closed shut everything felt too much for him. He softly drifted off to sleep, you went to the bathroom an came back with a wet suite towel, make up wipes and ointment, in your hand, gently untying the rope you kisses and rubbed in ointment to any spot where the rope left a mark.

After you was done with that you opened the make up wipes packaging to clean up any that was left over and used the towel to dap any sweat, drool and cum on his skin. You put put away the things you used. Getting on the bed as you laid him on top of you, pulling the covers on both of you. “I love you Vil.” You said kissing his forehead as you played with his hair.

[pastelclovds]

This one is for the festish rating but what's your thoughts on collars? Like one of those "always wears this when we're apart" sort of things.

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK Yes! | Oh god you don’t even know

(i feel so bad for letting these kinks collect dust 😭)

literally that is so cute. i’m just thinking about your lover wearing that collar that you’ve bought them outside of the bedroom is not only very sexy, but very adorable as well. they don’t want to be apart from you for even a second. so, they wear the collar with a tiny bell that always made a jingle at the smallest movement. the same one that you made them wear last night as you were making them see the stars and feel uncontrollable pleasure. they normally wouldn’t dare wear this in public, but they just missed you so much that they couldn’t help themselves. when you catch the collar on their neck, you whispered teasing remarks on how they must love strangers gazing upon their neck knowing that they couldn’t have them, praising them that the collars makes them look so pretty, and that if you really wanted to, you could bend them over the nearest flat surface and make them scream your name like the slut they were. your lover’s knees wobble at your whispers and quietly beg you to take them home and make them yours. you knew buying them that collar was a good idea.

douma, karaku, urogi, the riddler/edward nashton, himeno, beam, denji, tomura shigaraki, keigo takami, denki kamanari, eijiro kirishima, neito monoma, eddie munson, and leona kingscholar.

[kingschclar]

hello !! congrats on 300 followerss

may i request ruggie who learns a pole dancing/strip routine as a way to “earn money” (or so he says) and he performs it for the reader as a way to tease them

the reader eventually gets fed up and bends him over, you can decide what happens next

tysm if you decide to write this, if not i understand:) i love your works

lapdance

contains: aged up chara, sub!ruggie, amab!reader, possessive!reader for the bit protective!reader after sex, lingerie, ripping clothes, lapdancing, striptease, grinding

a/n — yes.. the title is based off a song.. (lapdance by N.E.R.D) but the fic has nothing much to do with it! also hope you enjoy this anon bc 300 was like a year ago 😭

You tapped your foot on the ground as you waited for your boyfriend to walk out of the bedroom. He’d told you that he’s picked up on some new “skills” to help him earn money, and wanted to keep it a surprise from you until he could “show you them himself”. You were impatient, or more like excited as you waited for the beastman to come out with the surprise.

“Are you ready?” He called out from your shared room, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Yes, I’m ready,” you quip in return, hearing the sound of… heels? Clacking against the floor and edging closer to you. You gulped as Ruggie entered your field of vision, almost feeling your heart stop beating in your chest as you took the sight of him in. He stood in pretty lacy heels, seemingly a matching set with his baby blue lingerie, wrapping around his lean body and freckled skin. His cockhead peeked out the filmsy fabric, and you felt your breathing hitch. He donned a translucent shawl over the whole outfit, almost angelic if not downright sinful. He looked breathtaking, seductive like never before as he let your eyes ravish him. He was blushing a bit, most probably from the intensity of your gaze as he walked up to you ever so slowly.

“Like it so much that you’re speechless?” He teased, grinning toothly as he leaned over your sitting form. You snapped out of your trance, reaching forward to place your hand on his hips. He let himself settle between your legs, still standing and looking down at you as he did so.

“Shit, Rugs, you look so good,” you could hear the badly disguised lust in your voice as you let your eyes rake down his frame yet again. “But what kind of gig is this for?”

“Well, I may or may not have learnt a strip routine,” he started, grin widening as your smile faltered slightly. He was starting to get to you. “And I want you to see it before anyone else.” Before you could come up with a protest, Ruggie took a few steps back, and you cursed yourself for wishing that he’d turn around and let you see the rest of him.

From seemingly nowhere, he whipped out his phone, sensual music spilling from the speakers as he began the routine. You could tell that he was slightly embarrassed, but your eyes physically couldn’t focus on anything else but your boyfriend, fingers teasing over the thin lace of the lingerie and letting the shawl slide off his shoulders with faux clumsiness. He took his sweet time undressing, teasing, swaying, as he inched closer to you. When he was finally in front of you, the bra was discarded, the only piece of clothing left being the lacy, almost thong-like panties settling snugly on his hipbones. You could see that he was half hard, and you wanted wanted nothing more but to suck him off until he’s shaking and crying.

Your thoughts were cut short as he began to straddle your waist, crotch hovering just above yours as he grinded circles into the air. You looked up into his eyes to see that they were twisted upwards in a smug smile. It made you snap, hands once again finding purchase in his hips to plant him against you firmly. Ruggie let out a surprised gasp before it faded to a soft moan, his cock filling with blood as you rutted against him with need.

“I guess you r-really liked it,” he stuttered slightly, voice almost getting caught in his throat as he felt you kiss and suck at his neck.

“You knew I would.” The sentence came out strained, the sensation was just not enough.

To his surprise, you picked him up with some sort of newfound strength, heading straight for the dining table as you set him down. At some point, he leaned in to kiss you and you kissed him back sloppily yet passionately. You pulled away after a minute or so, leaving him breathless and flushed.

“Turn around, baby,” you ordered gently, working on getting your pants off you while you trusted him to follow your simple instruction. He seemed to be as eager as you were, hopping off the table and facing his ass towards you almost immediately. You could finally see his short, fluffy tail, shaking in anticipation along with the rest of him. It was tucked comfortably in a hole in the fabric, and you didn’t understand how the whole thing didn’t just fall apart when he put it on.

After a short struggle, you finally pulled your cock out, groaning as it met the slightly colder air. Ruggie was silently waiting, but you could tell that he’d wanted this just as much as you. With a firm grip, you grabbed onto the panties and a loud rip echoed through the room. He gasped, and you were almost sure his dick twitched as he squirmed in his place.

“Those were new,” he murmured as you kissed his shoulders.

“I’ll buy you new ones,” you hummed, reaching around to tap at his lips.

“Just fuck me already,” he whined, pushing his hips back onto your cock. He was tempting you, but you reasoned with yourself.

“I would love to, baby, but I have to get you ready first,” you tapped on his lips again, and he shook his head. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all.

“Already did.” He almost sounded embarrassed as he let his head fall, propping himself up on his wrists and waiting for you to take a look for yourself. Practically burning a hole through his figure, you pressed a finger against his hole, watching it flutter and your finger slide in with little resistance. He was already slightly lubed up, stretched out and all ready for you to fuck this whole time.

You couldn’t take it anymore, the sight his brand new lingerie tattered and ripped on the floor, his hole all ready for you.

With haste, you pulled your finger out just to replace it with your cock, pushing in at a decent pace but making sure you weren’t hurting Ruggie (too much, at least). It ripped a whine out of him as his nails scratched against the dining table, his back arching so prettily as he cried out for you. “Really gonna show this to others, hmm?” You tutted, shifting your angle slightly so you were nailing his prostate with every thrust. He let out a broken whimper as his hand reached down to jerk at his cock furiously. “Answer me, Rugs,” you commanded, acommpanied with a flick to his sensitive ears. A desperate whimper escaped him as he shook his head.

“No! Only you!” Correct answer. He clenched around you and you could tell by his wagging tail that he was dangerously close. Reaching around, you stopped his hand, replacing it with yours as you gripped the base of his cock tightly. Ruggie let out a pitiful sound as a fist banged against the table.

“Be patient, baby,” you cooed. “Don’t you want to cum with me?” He immediately tried to get it together, nails digging into the meat of his palm as he nodded vigorously. It sounded like a promise that you’d cum in him, and he’d rather die than pass up the chance of it. He then remembered to always use his words, barely managing to croak out an “I do”. You grinned weakly, speeding up your ruthless thrusts as you chased your own orgasm.

After another few more thrusts, you let go of Ruggie’s cock, making him convulse with pleasure as he came, whining out your name. The sight alone sent you over the edge as you buried yourself inside him completely, letting your cum paint his walls as the fuzzy feeling of your climax washed over you in waves.

You two stood there for another minute or two when the shockwaves died down, both panting and recovering stamina as you tried to process what’d just happened. You carefully pulled out of Ruggie, your cum dripping out making him groan tiredly.

“Didn’t think you’d like it that much,” he joked, his usual grin coming onto his face as he turned around to look at you. You laughed a bit, caging him against the table as you pressed a soft kiss onto his lips.

“Of course I would. You’re my beautiful boyfriend,” you chided playfully, and he was almost shy at your affection, but basked in it. Then, you remembered what he’d said before, worry rising in your gut.

“Rugs?” He hummed in question. “You’re not… actually going to do this for money right?” His eyes widened by a fraction before he started laughing a bit.

“No! No! I was just teasing you, silly,” he snickered, and you couldn’t help but let out a huge sigh of relieve. “And wow, you might have to carry me to the bathroom because my legs are going to crumble the moment I try to walk.”

[blovehop]

reacting Reader is getting married



Yandere twisted wonderland

I thinking can want to know like to how they reacting how and thinking male reader how to save they and ask reader to married them (all twisted wonderland boys ) just a thought

[angelsrcute]

I suck his dick, it's big, it's very-very big! ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd make you cockwarm him while he works, the door unlocked, his dick so close to your g-spot but he wouldn't let you move! hands keeping your waist in place as his dick keeps you all stuffed n warm.

“I'll be done soon, sweetheart, you can wait a little more right? So, be a good girl n stop movin’ so much.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd praise you for sucking him off so good, tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you try not to gag on his huge dick. Guiding your tongue on his dick, gently holding your hair, shooting thick ropes of cum in your mouth.

“God, your mouth feels so good, my sweets. Keep goin’ alright? looking so pretty f’ me.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd taunt n insult you while you gag on his dick, roughly grabbing your hair and making you take him fully. Your mascara n lipstick all ruined, eyes rollin’ back when he cums in your mouth. :(

“You look like some cheap whore like this, y'know. I bet you're getting wet from me degrading you, hm? As expected.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you in a mating press, his big cock stretching your insides, hitting your womb. Pressin’ his hand on your tummy to feel his dick in you, making you whine. Your tummy already full from how much he cums, you definitely can't go for another round.. + he's gonna fuck you till you need a wheelchair.

“It won't fit? Don't worry, darlin’. Gonna make your cunt remember my dick, don't worry! Even if it does forgets, I'll just fuck ya again.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you till your dumb n can only think of him and his dick if you do decide to act all bratty or he'd just tie you up n put a vibrator on your clit and watch as you squirm around trying to get a release, but he turns off the vibrator just when you're gonna cum. :(

"Should've thought before being like that, what did you expect, princess? acting all flirty with that random guy, trying to make me jealous."

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who’re either super experienced from sleeping around or just fucking virgin losers, walkin’ around with that big ass dick in his pants.

— FYODOR, Leona, Dazai, NIKOLAI, Beel, Chuuya, Diavolo, SEBEK, Lucifer, Malleus, MAMMON, Jack, Blade, Neuvillette, Sampo, IDIA, Zhongli, Scara, CHILDE, TOJI, Jing yuan, Gojo, Sukuna, NANAMI, Dr. ratio, Wriothesley, ALHAITHAM, CATER + your favs.

[hellsslibrary]

They ask you to have an intimate time with them.

MASTERLIST is here.

Version: Housewardens — First Years — Second Years (you're here) — Third Years.

!!Warnings: m!tom!dom!reader, very explicit and straightforward writing by all five (especially Silver, Floyd and Jade), some semi-public(?) sex (Jade), A LOT of semi-public(?) sex (Floyd), mention of somnophilia (Silver), pet names, mention of oral sex (Jamil, Floyd), Jamil and Jade are a bit bossy (not surprising though).

Ruggie Bucchi.

Jade Leech.

Floyd Leech.

Jamil Viper.

Silver.

[ryllen]

(( it is the sleeping beauty of course ))

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Author's Note: Old request #3! More Idia for the soul 💙 I think I have a thing for shut-ins/gamer nerds/socially awkward men 💀

Pairings: Idia x male reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Idia, adult Idia, teasing, rough sex, breeding kink, college AU

The bed creaked horribly as the two bodies on top of it collided again and again. Your cock—buried to the hilt inside of your boyfriend—slammed into Idia's ass, leaving his cheeks red and tender from the abuse. Idia's sharp teeth tore into his pillow while his dick rubbed against the sheets from the power of your thrusts.

If your rooms were any further apart, you'd never have such wonderful mornings like this; Mornings where you dump a load or two into Idia before you head off to your classes, leaving him floating on cloud nine as he can't ignore the gooey mess dripping out of his hole and into his boxers until lunchtime. Yeah, mornings like these were the best 💙

“Mmmkhnmffnh-”

“What was that? Can't hear you when you're chewing on your pillow, babe.”

Idia unclenches his jaw long enough to whine “I said n-n-not so rough… aah! If you keep doing that, I won't be able to walk to class–” before chomping down on the plump surface again when you pound into him even harder.

“As if you wouldn't enjoy staying home. Besides, you were just on your knees begging me to– hnmgh… begging me to breed your cunt, remember?”

Your full weight is on top of him—crushing him against the mattress. Idia's eyes roll into his skull when you fill him the first time, followed by a long moan that drips from his lips like honey.

You don't pull out. Cum fills Idia's hole, plugged inside by your thick dick, and he can't fight you off when your tip is so far inside that it practically fucks his brain dumb — not that he really wants you off, anyway. With your pretty boy all pliant, you lift his hips and press a hand on his upper back, forcing him into an arch. Once again, Idia's ass becomes your fleshlight.

“Mhhnmfn–!”

You repeat your earlier sentiment about not being able to understand him when he has a mouth full of pillow.

“Aah- breed me!” Idia cries. Exhausted, but desperate to feel more of your seed flood his guts before his legs quit working entirely. Though staying inside and not dealing with people sounds rather tempting…

Per his request, you fuck another load deep into his hole, pressing your hips as close as physically possible into him so that your cock can unload all the way inside. Still not pulling out, you rub Idia's shoulder while you recover. The entire time, he whines into the pillow, grumbling as you plant little kisses on the back of his neck and try to cheer him up.

His head lifts off of the pillow and he says in a raspy voice, “If I get pregnant because of you, we're in trouble…”

“……Idia? Do you actually…?”

“What?” he finally turns to face you. His brows are furrowed, and the slight annoyance on his face makes you realize that he's serious.

“………”

“Y/n???”

“…you're right, you really shouldn't skip class…”

[sleep-0-deprived]

HIHIHI!! I saw that your rquests are open now, sooo, can i ask for twisted wonderland? Ruggie, Vil and and/or Floyd with a bunny male reader who is from Heartslabyul and is Riddle buttler pratically (like the white bunny and the queen of hearts), and they're only serious by Riddle's side, but when they're with their partner they turn into a flustered mess and get they knees weak, like all head over hell for them!! Nsfw or sfw whatever you want/can do (idk if that's right cause english isn't my native language so yeah, also if you didn't liked it only ignore this) :)

Twisted wonderland x male bunny reader nsfw and sfw head-cannons ~

A/N I decided to give both nsfw and sfw also I decided to do it as headcannons since I didn’t think you wanted it done poly in a fic so I hope you don’t mind!

Sfw

Ruggie

He loves to tease you every chance he gets even when your filling your duty’s to riddle he loves being able to walk up to you and whisper something really teasing in your ear then walking off leaving you standing all stiff and a flustered mess before riddle.

Ruggie also likes to tug on your bunny ears maybe even pull on your tail in public almost to show off he gets to make you flushed and touch your ears unlike anyone else can.

Vil

Vil loves to play with your bunny ears when you two are alone he likes to hold you in his lap playing with them whispering pet names to you doing his best to make you a mess in his lap.

Vil also loves doing your skin care he always compliments you saying how perfect your skin is without anything but he also makes your mental health is cared for just as much as he does with your physical.

Floyd

Very rare does he ever display touches or flirts with you in public but when the two of you are alone he likes conversation and closeness to you the most but he like the others is very happy in his ability to make you all embarrassed often asking you condescending questions when he sees you embarrassed.

Floyd likes to have tea with you and chat after classes enjoying your intelligence finding you the least annoying is what drawed him in to you since you were just the standard heartslabyul student but to his surprise one you two started dating he sees your real personality and it was unlike anything he expected but some how that just draws him in more.

NSFW

Ruggie

He’s very teasing even in bed whispering lewd words into your bunny ears watching your body tremble under him as your cheeks turn a bright red your eyes all wide and mouth agape when he thrusts into you making your pouty lips let out mewls and gasps.

Ruggie is the type to make sure your a blabbering mess by the end of the round, he makes it his goal during sex to ruin you because it brings him pride seeing such a smart and strict bunny boy like yourself all wrecked with your hole stuffed with his cum twitching tight and pink on the inside from him.

Vil

Vil is the type who doesn’t like doing things that bruise he’s all for hickies and kissing but he doesn’t like bruising your skin claiming it to be too perfect to ruin but he will get caught up during sex and get handsy gripping your hips tightly holding them up while he thrusts into you with his hand on your leaking cock rubbing your pre cum in.

Vil also enjoys handjobs, they aren’t as messy and they are enjoyable to sit next to you while you study in your dorm room, slipping his hand inside your uniform stroking you and palming your cock hard til you can’t stand it then making you cockwarm him as you study aloud for your next test with your bunny tail wiggling against his groin.

Floyd

Floyd is very strict he will grip your bunny ears and pull them tight making you gasp shoving his cock Down your throat grunting things like “be a good bunny yeah?” As you drool all over his shaft making a sloppy mess as your eyes roll forward looking up at him as you deep throat him holding his thighs for support sitting on your knees with gurgling noises as your lips wrap around him and your jaw wide open.

Floyd’s favorite position is doggy style because he gets to watch your ears lay flat on your head with the bunny tail right above your ass twitching frantically as your ass takes him stretching your rim widely around his girth as he holds your droopy head up by your bunny ears watching your face contort lewdly into expressions as you drool on yourself pouting to flustered to speak as he whispers humiliating words to you making you arch gripping the bed sheets

[fizzydrinkuno]

I finally finished all that's out for book 7, I no joke thought I had to beat the 50k hp battle in one go so I spent time leveling my cards only to realize that the hp isn't static...

Great. Outstanding, Amazing

[sawmaw]

hate is just enough

🫀 floyd leech x (fem) reader x jade leech

🫀 hate sex, femdom, sub floyd + jade, edging/denial, overstimulation, bondage, dacryphilia, exhibitionism/voyeurism, honorifics for reader (miss, mommy)

🫀 note: this is also old (around 2 years) and hastily edited, sorry for any potential errors. there isn’t any incest in this, if you were wary! also, the reader is physically strong. i was a little tired of everyone writing us as frail all the time back then💔

Floyd didn’t know why he was feeling like this.

Well, he knew why, he just didn’t know why you.

Tried as he might, he could never convince you to speak more than a few words to him… probably because you immediately associated him with Azul, who you were the least bit fond of. 

Floyd had given up completely after you had made your way to Azul’s office to confront him after you’d found Grim had been manipulated into a contract. Floyd remembers trying to stand in your way, but you just grabbed him by the shirt and practically tossed him to the side… and so effortlessly, too.

Oh, how that enraged him to no end. He never had issues with those stronger than him; he usually found a way to intimidate them in the end. You, however, ignored everything he did. His backhanded threats, his teasing pranks, even his aggressive behavior, you took everything with a simple grimace or manually moving him out of you sight.

How dare you? How dare you ignore him?

He knew you didn’t give him a single thought, but you littered his mind constantly, bitterly. At first it started with plans to coax some kind of reaction from you, and then it took up half his brain in a few days, and suddenly you were seeping deeper into his consciousness. Everything he thought he would somehow relate back to you.

Why? He hated you with his entire being. You were hardly entertaining, all you did was express your disgust with him each encounter—

Floyd was knocked back to his senses when Professor Crewel called his name. Right, Alchemy class. He huffed to himself.

“Your project partner today, the Prefect.” he’d said. 

Floyd scowled. Of course he’d be paired up with that slab of concrete. Couldn’t he have someone fun, like Sea Otter, like Crabby, or even just Jade? He slinked away in search of you, ignoring the “good boy” that Crewel hummed. Floyd hated it when Crewel called him that… but, maybe if you— Quit it.

You weren’t hard to find at all, being the single woman in the room. He stood by your side, stealing rude glances when you kept silent. You didn’t even have a reaction to his presence, instead keeping your focus on the full vials displayed on the desk.

No matter how badly he didn’t want to have the first word, he knew you wouldn’t take it if he didn’t. And you prefer the quiet, so he may as well try and distract you with noise if he could.

“Hey, Shrimpy.” he drawled, looming over your shoulder. “Y’know what you're doin’, yeah? Don’t need my help?”

You still voiced nothing. You were reading through the instructions given, carefully pouring whatever was needed.

“…Cool. I don’t needa do anythin’.” 

“Do your part.” you finally muttered, though you didn’t spare him a glance. “You won’t pass if you don’t.”

Floyd rolled his eyes with a groan. “Why? Professor Beakfish can’t tell the difference if you do it all.”

“Oh, yeah? Ruggie’s watching.” That made him scan around for said boy… and there he was, doing his own project with Kalim, taking small peeks every few moments. Once he noticed Floyd’s gaze, he flashed him a cheeky grin. He knew Ruggie was watching for two reasons: he knew how little Floyd and Yuu get along and wanted to see how it played out, and he could use Floyd’s lack of work as a means of future blackmail for lunch food. He’d no doubt hang this over his head, but honestly? He didn’t care much.

“Still don’t feel like it.” he said with a click of his tongue.

He stood idly by, eyes going between you and Ruggie, until an idea struck him. He was so bored, it’d give him something to do.

“If I’m not gettin’ full points, neither’re you.” He clumsily grabbed whatever vials were present, dumping all of them in the beaker with a toothy grin.

“Wait—“ You stuck an arm out in front of Floyd instinctively, the beaker immediately blowing up and covering the two of you in black soot. You slowly opened your eyes and lowered your arm, a clean line across his chest where your arm had ‘protected’ him.

Though it wasn’t explicit, you were furious. Every single time you had even got near Floyd, he’d find a way to mess something up. She exhaled slowly as Crewel approached.

“Bad dogs, what’s happened?” His glare was so stern, you would have lowered your head if you weren’t so angered.

“She messed up.” Floyd said, smile still wide as ever.

You grit your teeth. You wanted to scream, shout, throw things, throw him, but you stood with a blank poker-face. It’s all you could do.

Crewel opened his mouth, probably to scold you, or Floyd, someone, until Ruggie called from the other side of the room.

“He did iiiiiit…” he said before breaking into cackles. “Y’know he did!”

Floyd’s grin fell into a look of deadpan irritation, but was met with Ruggie’s uppity smug face.

“Yes…” Crewel cleared his throat. “I figured as such. Floyd Leech, to your dorm room immediately. I will choose how I shall deal with you later. As for the Prefect… you are dismissed. You may retake this project by yourself tomorrow.”

And like that, Crewel skirted off back to the front of the classroom.

Floyd’s rage was bubbling heavily in his chest. Dismissed? Why do you get dismissed?

Floyd grumbled under his breath and took off his lab coat to shove into your arms, nails digging into his palms as he sped out of the room. Ruggie laughed at him the entire way, of course, only to be reminded by Kalim to keep hushed.

A few seconds later, you emerged from the door, pushing yourself away from the frame as you rubbed at your face to get the soot off. Thank goodness for those lab coats, you thought. Your quick strides let you catch up with Floyd. You grabbed his wrist and roughly turned him to face you.

“Fuck’s wrong with you?” you snarled.

“Iunno, I think I’m fine.” he said with a bored shrug, tugging your hand off.

“No, why d’you do that? You always mess my shit up.”

“Seemed fun.”

That seemed to be the last tick on your timebomb of patience; you grabbed him by the arms and shoved him against the wall, eyes ablaze in fury.

“I’m fucking tired of you! I can’t even look at you without you doing something you shouldn’t.” You ranted on and on about how much you hated him, how angry he constantly made you, how badly you just wanted to make him into your dinner…

It went through one ear and out the other with Floyd, however, as he grasped one of your hands and slowly slid it up to his neck, eye contact never breaking.

“—And now, you’re messing with schoolwork! D’you know how hard it is to—“

“You should choke me.”

“…What?”

“You should choke me.”

You blinked in confusion. Floyd continued to blankly stare at you with half-lidded eyes, holding your hand up to his throat. A few moments of awkward silence pass.

“Ya hate me? Choke me, then.”

You retreated your hands, wiping them on your shirt like they’d been touched by muck. You stood her ground in front of him and shook your head, bewildered. “No. No, I’m not doing that.”

“Why not?” His responses were quick and blunt, like he’d already thought of and rehearsed this many times before.

“Why would I?” You gave an incredulous look, eyes squinted and nose scrunched. He leaned forward slightly, studying your face.

“Good way to take your frustration out.” He smiled, continuing to lean until his chin rested on your shoulder.

“The fuck’re you talking about?” You scowled at him, just like you always did. Floyd didn’t answer further, instead sliding his hands up your waist and to your back.

He hated you, he hated how you ignored him, he hated how difficult it was to get a rise from you, he hated how often he thought about the things he wanted you to do to him. He hated it all, but he craved more of it.

He trailed further up until he was fiddling with your bra clip. You pushed him away before he could take it off, much to his disappointment.

“We’re not doing this out here.” you murmured. Right, they’re still in the hallway, thankfully empty due to the other students in their respective classes. “Your room.”

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, he was right; you needed an outlet. You were so, so frustrated with all the constant prefect work, keeping Grim, Ace, and Deuce in check, you needed something to take it out on. Of course, you didn’t think Ramshackle would be the best choice for sex, especially with the risk of the ghosts getting nosy and spying on them… or Grim walking in and traumatizing himself.

He gave a smug grin, tugging you along to his room—tried to tug, kind of. Your pace stayed slow and leisurely while he pulled forward. It was almost comical how someone so much shorter than him was somehow strong enough to keep themself in place.

Once arrived, Floyd wasted no time in slamming the door and locking it before returning to his place; hands fiddling with your bra clip, this time clumsy and rushed. He was growing visibly frustrated as time went on without your bra unhooking, earning a scoff from you. You reached behind yourself, shooing his hands away and unhooked it easily. You slid the bra straps down your arms, allowing the piece to fall onto the ground from under your shirt.

With giddy cackles, he immediately pushed his face into your chest, fingers sinking into your cloth-protected breasts. He hated how much he’s always liked them.

“No.” You grabbed the back of his shirt, yanking him away to be met with a shocked face, quickly contorting into one of annoyance. You wanted to say you only allowed him to take off your bra because it was more comfortable for you. You didn’t really mind him touching you… he didn’t deserve that, though. “Get on the bed.”

“No.” he mocked, reaching out to squeeze your tits.

“Yes.” you hissed. You grabbed his collar to shove him in the direction of the bed. He stumbled and fell onto his back, cushioned by the mattress. Oh, he hated how much that reminded him of your first actions that caused him all of these confusing feelings.

You crawled on next to him, pulling him farther so his full body lay on the bed.

“Aye, I’m not a ragdoll!” he complained.

“Eh, you could be.”

You hooked a finger at his collar, already loosened by a few buttons.

“You like teasing your chest out to everyone, huh?” You glanced up at his face, your expression unreadable.

“Maaaybe.”

“Let’s show a lil’ more of it, then.” you mused, dragging your finger down until the last button popped undone. Your eyes scanned his body; his upper body was a tad wide, his chest and abs toned enough to be expected from a basketball player and someone who… well, someone who swam constantly. You ran a hand down his torso. “Lookit you, pretty boy.”

“I know.” Floyd snickered, shivering at your touch. You leaned down to pepper kisses along his body, the feeling tickling him enough to make him squirm. He let out a low whine, growing impatient. “I thought you were gonna take your anger out.” His voice was taunting, probably in an attempt to irk you.

“Don’t like foreplay?” You sat up and looked down upon him. Somehow, it made him feel small.

“I don’t care about that, just get on with it already.” The complaints must have worked, because you yanked down his pants in one motion, his cock springing out. 

You raised a hand to Floyd’s mouth. 

“Lick it.” You ordered. He knew you just wanted to use his saliva as lube to jerk him off, but a wide grin spread on his face; one everyone knew. He leaned in and bit your hand, his sharp teeth digging into your skin.

With a hiss, you grabbed him by the hair to pry him off. He looked up at you haughtily, hoping this would finally rattle you enough to be as rough with him as he always wanted you to be.

With his hair still balled in your hand, you leered at him with intensity that usually rendered everyone around you timid. Floyd, however, just seemed complacent with himself.

You grabbed one of the stray ties that littered his bed.

“Sit up.”

“No—“ The second you heard him begin to utter a refusal, you hoisted him by the collar to sit up. “Quit doin’ that!”

“Shut up.” You guided his hands behind his back, tying them together with the unused tie. Floyd pretended to pout, but he couldn’t ignore his excitement.

His anticipation turned into confusion when you slid off the bed and began rummaging around the room.

“I know you got something around here…” you mumbled, digging through his dresser drawers. Finally when you reached the bottom one, you found and retrieved a magic wand vibrator. “Figured.”

“Holy shit!” Floyd gasped, visibly perking up. “I forgot I bought that!”

You stopped in your tracks and let out a guffaw, caught off guard. This was the first time he’d ever seen and heard you laugh, a little sad that it was in a situation like this, but he thought it sounded… cute. It was boisterous, high pitched compared to your regular voice. He let out a few giggles.

The laughter died down, and you crawled back on the bed, turning the vibe on. You started it on the lowest setting before pressing it against the tip of his cock. Floyd sucked in a breath, but still looked at her with a bored expression.

“That’s it? What, y—“ You suddenly zipped to the highest level, causing Floyd to gasp. “Ow! Fucking—“ He cut himself off with a moan.

“D’you prefer the lower one?” you asked with a small grin.

He shook his head, “Nope.” It was a little much as an immediate start, but he wouldn’t want you to know that. His jaw clenched to try and stifle his moans and mewls, watching you drag the toy along his length.

It didn’t take long for the vibrations to force out a few beads of precum, which you smeared around the head without a second thought.

His hips slowly started bucking as he was getting closer to cumming, eyes scrunching shut and turning his head to the side to focus on his breathing.

You allowed him to grind against the toy for a bit, until eventually turning it off when his breathing got noticeably ragged. His eyes cracked open with a carping groan.

“What the fuck?” Floyd whined with a glare.

“Shut up.” You waited a few beats before turning the vibrator back on the max level, making Floyd jolt with a yelp.

This time, he was more sensitive than before, and it made keeping quiet even harder. He was hoping the vibe was loud enough to mask his strained gasps and hisses. 

Again he grew close, and again you pulled away his stimulation.

“Quit doing that!” He squirmed in frustration, attempting to wriggle out of the restraints.

You silently watched his chest heave with his labored breaths, a third time pressing the toy against his dick, eliciting a whine from him. When Floyd made eye contact, there was a noticeable flash of desperate pleading, his shoulders twitching as he tried miserably to grind against the vibrator. When a choked moan broke from him, you retreated the toy.

“S-stop teasing me!” he cried out, his thighs trembling underneath you. “Just let me cum!”

“You made me put up with all your stupid bullshit for weeks , and you think I’m gonna let you go easy? I’m—“ Your barred words were interrupted by Floyd’s cell phone ringing on the nightstand. You glanced at him before grabbing the phone, displaying Jade’s name.

Without hesitation, you answered it. You put it on speaker and set the phone on Floyd’s thigh. He only looked at your incredulously, mouthing something you didn’t bother to decipher.

“Are you alri—“

“Whaddyou want?”

“Hm? Why do you have Floyd’s phone?”

“I don’t. He’s here.” You idly twirled a finger around the head of his cock, Floyd’s huff audible through the phone.

“Why was he not able to answer it?”

“Busy.” You wrapped your hand around his length, squeezing lightly as you began to stroke it. He bit down on the collar of his shirt, trying to muffle his whimpers.

“I… don’t understand.”

“Just playing a game.” To emphasize yourself, you grabbed the base and smacked his cock against your other hand with a loud, wet slap! and a sharp cry from Floyd.

Silence from the phone.

“I see. I hope I’m not interrupting.”

“Not at all.” you said dismissively. “You can come over if you wanna.” You looked up at Floyd, raising a brow. After a moment, he begrudgingly nodded, and you nodded back.

“Oh… Thank you.”

“Y’know where we are.” You didn’t bother to say your goodbyes before hanging up the phone, sliding it on the floor.

“What’re you gonna do when he gets here?” There was a hint of optimism in his voice. He didn’t know if Jade would be out in the same position he’s in, if they’d be treated differently, if… if Jade would be permitted to touch you.

“Dunno.” you clicked, resting your head on his thigh while you idly slid your thumb across the slit of his cock. Each swipe earned some kind of reaction; a squirm, a huff, a whine, whatever it was, you could watch and listen forever.

Floyd’s brows were furrowed in frustration; he really didn’t want to start begging, but he was damn near close to it. Every time you touched him, he leaked with precum and it made everything so much slicker.

“…Can’t you just let me cum?”

“No.”

“You can make me cum again, just—just this once?”

“No.” And just like that, you now knew he can orgasm multiple times. Neat! You definitely won’t use that against him.

He growled, his hips trying to push into your hand until a swift knock was heard at the door. You tsked, slipping off the bed to unlock and open the door. Jade stood on the other side with his hands clasped together, eyes widened.

“May I—“

“Yep.” You pulled him in, relocking the door behind them.

“What would you—“ Without another word, you set a hand on his waist, the other gripping his jaw to plant a soft kiss to his lips. Your slow and careful touches contrasted your cold and irritated touches you gave to Floyd, it made him twitch in jealousy.

Jade’s shoulders relaxed, arms snaking around you as his eyes fluttered shut. He didn’t have the same angry lustful feelings Floyd did; he’d steal a few stares as you passed by, but that was really all. He kept out of your way most of the time, you weren’t worth the hassle.

He knew you were probably just using him to punish Floyd further, but he didn’t care. His hands traced along your sides, stopping underneath your chest.

“…May I?” he hummed, his hands inching closer.

You grabbed his hand and placed it over your tit. “It’s okay to touch me.”

Jade stiffly nodded, face flushing further. He was a bit dumbfounded. His hand squished and squeezed you experimentally.

Meanwhile, Floyd was glaring daggers at the two; you knew exactly what you was doing, you knew exactly how it made him feel.

Jade leaned in for another kiss, his body pressing against yours.

“…Prefect?” He earned a light hum and a kiss on the cheek in response. “I’ve thought about… about you. Many times.”

“Mhm? How?” You glanced over at Floyd, who was still visibly seething.

“I’ve thought about your body. About you touching me.”

“Touching you where?”

“…Everywhere .” he droned, bringing your hand up to rub his face against it before dragging it down his chest.

Floyd let out an angered growl, wriggling in his place.

“Shut up! Shut up!” He frantically tried to wipe away his frustrated tears on his shoulder. “Shrimpy, just shut up and fuck me already! Stop it!”

“No.” You guided Jade to sit on the bed before stepping back, looking around for… something again. “You got any tape in here?”

“Hm?” Jade cocked his head. “We may.”

She scoured around for a roll of tape. Scrap paper, glue sticks, a… paper puppet? Okay, whatever… Duct tape. Why he had duct tape, who knew. Maybe he just had it because he thought it’d have a use eventually; and it did.

You spun the roll on your finger as you walked back.

“Wow, extra bondage.” Floyd huffed.

“Kinda.” You pulled Floyd onto the floor. He sat on his knees in front of you, watching as you pulled the tape from the roll and used teeth to break it off. You grabbed the vibrator from the bed, placing the toy on his thigh and wrapping the tape around it to keep it in place with the head of the vibrator pushed against his cock.

“What, you're gonna make me watch or something?” he snorted.

“Yep.” You tore off another piece of tape, putting it over his mouth. “You’re cuter when you can’t talk.”

He let out a muffled whine when you turned on the toy, leaning forward as your hand pulled away to try to extend your touch.

You ignored his desperation, sitting on the bed next to Jade.

You lightly pushed him onto his back. “You’re real patient.” you murmured, kissing along his jawline.

 

“Thank you, Miss. It’s difficult.” he whispered, arms wrapping around you. He quietly moaned as you nipped at his collarbone. “May I take off my shirt?”

You sat back on her heels and carelessly gestured with a hand. Jade tugged away his tie, tossing it to the side while he pulled off his suit jacket. He unbuttoned the underneath shirt as quickly as he could—maybe he wasn’t as patient as you thought he was.

“Cute.” Your fingers feathered up his body and swiped over a nipple, earning a gasp.

“C-can you do that again?”

“Do what?”

“T-touch m—“ He hissed when you swirled your fingers around his nipples, his body twitching and trembling. 

He arched his back as time passed, feeling himself leak through his pants from the constant teasing. 

“Please, Miss.” He groaned, balling his fists in your shirt while he pulled away. “May I taste you? Please?” He slid his knees to the ground, attempting to pull you forward so he could sit between your legs.

“Such good manners.” you cooed, tucking the black streak in his hair behind his ear. “You may.”

Between quiet ‘thank you’s, he tugged on your waistband. You let out an amused him when his attempts were left fruitless, you lifted your hips slightly to aid him. Finally left in only your shirt, he stared in awe. 

“I think you’re beautiful, Miss.”

“Shush.” You pulled his face closer. “No biting.”

He only nodded before shoving his face into your cunt, teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue. You gasped, setting a thigh on his shoulder while he traced around with the underside of his tongue.

Jade could feel his throbbing cock weep for release, the ache almost painful. His hand hovered over his belt, but quickly brought it back up to squeeze your thigh.

“Miss,” he mumbled, his voice vibrating against you, “May I touch myself?”

You nodded stiffly, relishing in the feeling of his mouth on you. He quickly fumbled with his belt, whipping it off. He popped his cock out, already slick with precum, and began stroking it. His hand twisted up and down his shaft as he tried to bury his face closer into you. With his other hand, he lightly pushed your thigh into his cheek, looking up with pleading doe-eyes.

You squeezed his head in your thighs; not hard enough to be overwhelming but enough to reward him. The feeling of him fucking his own hand mixed with your thighs hugging the sides of his head made him shiver, the vibrations of his moans making your breath hitch.

“Good boy.” you moaned, grinding against his face. Your words seemed to have stricken Floyd; he let out a loud cry of protest, muffled by the tape. It should be him, it should be him, it should be him, it should be him.

His cries and screams of frustration were masked by the sounds of the vibrator. It didn’t matter, he would have been ignored regardless.

Jade whined as his hand’s pumping grew messy and erratic. He pulled away with a large gasp for air.

“May I cum? May I please cum, Miss?” He panted desperately, his own hand merciless on himself while he imagined it was yours instead.

“Cum for me.”

“Th-thank you—“ He shoved his face into your thigh to hush his moans, his cum hitting his chest and torso. He heaved as he tried to catch his breath, his pumping slowing to a stop. He looked down at the mess he’d made of himself, fatigued already.

“Good job.” You brushed her fingers through his hair affectionately. You were surprised at how strangely obedient Jade was; you would have figured he’d try some kind of sly tricks or backhanded rebelling, but he was… good.

He pushed his head into your hand, rubbing the sweat off from his forehead. Behind you two, Floyd sat writhing and whimpering pathetically, his torso and the hems of his shirt covered in his cum. You couldn’t tell how many times he’d came just from the amount caked on him. You almost pitied him because of the relentlessly never-ending stimulation from the vibrator forced on his dick. Almost.

With a kiss on Jade’s forehead and a rub on the nape of his neck, you stood. Still seated on the floor, Jade rested his head against the bed to watch you with tired eyes as you walked away.

You stopped in front of Floyd with a stone-faced leer. You took the edge of the tape around his mouth in your fingers and ripped it off. You expected him to yell, shout, growl in rage and anguish, cuss her out, but never in a million years did you expect—

“Mommy—I… I’m s-sorry, please fuck me, please.”

He twisted and fidgeted under your touch, waiting to hear your no’s, leaning forward to try and wipe his tears on your shirt.

“…Fine.” You tore away the vibrator from his thigh, giving him the short-lived break he desperately needed. His eyes widened in surprise when you shoved him onto his back (or arms for that matter). You crawled over him, reached beneath you to wrap your fingers around his dick and align him with your pussy.

“Stoplight safe words work for you, right?”

“I don’t care, I don’t care! Just fucking do it already!” He planted a foot on the ground to try and slip himself in your cunt, his restiveness left unrewarded when you lifted your hips away from him.

“I don’t respond to that.”

He complained with a groan, lolling his head back. “Yeah, green, green, please… ” It was intriguing how quickly Floyd switched up; constantly teetering from begging to being the absolute bane of your existence.

You finally took pity upon him, plunging yourself down onto him. You took his entire cock at once, forcing a cracked whine from him. You denied him time to adjust immediately began slamming your hips down. The messy slaps of flesh on flesh combined with Floyd’s incoherent voice cracks and moaning, somebody was bound to hear. Honestly? Floyd kind of hoped for it, someone behind the door hearing him being turned into a fucktoy, a stupid slut for someone he loathed.

His arms pulled, trying to break away from the restraints around his wrists. He wanted to touch you so badly; touch your tits, your waist, your hips, your ass, your thighs, anything he could manage to get his hands on. He felt like he was being taunted, despite being ridden into fucking oblivion.

“Please, please—“ He didn’t fucking know what he was even begging for at this point. He wanted it faster, he wanted it slower, wanted it rougher, gentler, he didn’t know—he just wanted to cum again. Your soft walls around him felt so different from the vibrator, it felt so much better. His mismatched half-lidded eyes were glossy and dazed as he stared at your nails.

“C’mon. C’mon, I fuckin’ love when you hurt me.” he growled. 

At least you had an excuse to use him as a punching bag. You raked your nails along his skin, coaxing hisses and choked moans from him.

“You can do fuckin’ better than that.” Floyd managed a chuckle, though it was forced and interrupted by a gasp when you squeezed around his dick. “Fuck, I know you wanna hurt me, ya wanna watch me cry and squirm, yeah?” He was just mocking her, a wide grin on his face. “Do it, then. Make me cry, Mommy. I know ya like when I call ya that.”

You were silent, your face burning red. He couldn’t tell if it was from fury or if his words turned you on more. “…Shut the fuck up.”

“Ya like when I’m under you? Hm?” His cock twitched in you. By and by, he’d managed to get a reaction out of you, and he loved it.

You gripped his throat, one of the only ways you might shut him up. “You talk way too fucking much.” 

“Fuck me.” he crowed. “Harder, do it fuckin’ harder.”

You kept your steady pace, your gaze hardening. “What’d I say about talking to me like that?”

“Please, harder? Please?” His chest heaved, feeling the familiar pressure buildup within him.

“Good boy.”

“Oh, fuck.” The words made him feel tingly, overwhelmed tears welling in his eyes as you grew rough. Honestly, he’d already forgotten how he even got to this point; his thoughts were hazy. “I-I’m gonna cum—“

“No.”

The dam broke, the denial forcing a broken sob. “No, please, please , I’m sorry, I’m fuckin’ sorry—“ He babbled on with his begging, trying to bury himself deeper inside you.

“No.”

“I’m sorry, I won’t—I won’t—“ What did he do again? He can’t remember. “Fuck, please! Fuckin’ let me cum! Please, can I cum? J-just—“

“Fine.”

“Fuckin’ fina—Thank you!” Through weeps and moans, his cum coated the inside of your cunt as his back arched in pleasure.

You and Floyd stayed in place after you slowed to a stop, unmoving as you caught your breath.

“…Would you like me to get some towels?” Jade piped up after a few moments of silence. He was still seated on the ground, flushed from watching.

You glanced back at him. “Yeah… yeah, thanks.” You panted, pulling off of Floyd so you could help untie his wrists. “Sorry I didn’t do much with you. I’ll make it up to you later.”

“Thank you, Prefect.” Jade stood to his feet, legs a bit wobbly. He gave her a polite smile, slipping out of the room to leave the two alone while he grabbed what was needed.

It was silent. Floyd looked exhausted as he rubbed his face, ridding it of tear stains.

“…I still hate you.” you eventually said.

“Yeah, I still hate you, too.”

… He thinks.

[blvdprn]

GLOOMY STALKER

# shroud idia ; シュラウド イデア ) x dom male reader

synopsis somebody has been following you around for a while, but every time you look behind you all you were able to come across was an empty space. that is until you corner the perpetrator and he has no other choice but to face you.

warnings handjob, grinding, consent IS there it just wasn’t mentioned, stalker!idia, self-deprecation (it’s idia guys), popular!reader, reader is kinda into it, semi-public?, no actual sex

wc 1.0k

Again, just like every other day, the feeling of eyes following your figure accompanied you everywhere. It’s been weeks since this started. The irritation on your face whenever you felt the unknown presence made your friends concerned, worriedly asking if you were alright. You always made sure to tell them “Yes, everything’s fine, I just haven’t slept well.” At some point, they knew that was a lie, but they kept asking the same thing, hoping you’d tell them the truth.

One day, you had the great idea of separating yourself from your friend’s side. Your lack of presence goes unnoticed, for a short while, that is. And while they were running around like headless chickens trying to find you, you were already far gone, almost sprinting to an abandoned hallway —one that held rumors of ghosts haunting it.

Hiding behind an old, and dirty human-like metal armor, you waited until you were able to hear the footsteps of the one you were excited to catch. With their back turned toward you, all you could see was that they had their hood up, blocking their hair from view. They were also skinny and quite tall, but their hunched shoulders made them look smaller.

With them looking the other way, they didn’t notice you inching closer. Now, with you a couple of feet away from them, you could hear their heavy pants, almost like they weren’t used to running a lot.

‘Unathletic.’ You noted.

Hurriedly, you took long silent strides, slamming your left hand over their mouth while the other arm wrapped around their waist, dragging them back into the quiet corner.

Turns out, the somebody was the resident's gloomy house warden. He’d been following you around like a lost puppy, either by looming over your shoulder or by watching you through the hallway cameras. That would explain why he followed you in here. He didn’t know about this place, seeing as there were no cameras for him to use.

For weeks, he tried hard to get rid of his crush on you. Often spying, he hoped that he caught a slip in your persona, thinking about how nobody was that perfect. Sometimes, Idia wanted you to catch him, to reveal an awful side of you so the one-sided crush he had would forcefully fade away with the humiliation you would surely show him. After all, he was nothing but a gross otaku. An ugly loser virgin that was nothing compared to you.

This is why when he ran after your silhouette, the last thing he expected was for a deity like you to do something out of a hentai.

Which is what brings you to now, hand deep in somebody else’s pants, his face buried into your shoulder.

Your dick was hard, begging for some attention. Right now though, you were too busy making the third-year moan in pleasure, seeing as he’d never experienced something like this with somebody else.

“Mmh…” Idia let out, biting your shoulder with his sharp teeth, making you hiss at the pain.

“Tch,” you clicked your tongue in annoyance. “Don’t hide your moans, you don’t deserve it after what you did.”

He whined in embarrassment, reluctantly releasing your shoulder from his shark-like teeth. Instead, he tried to stop his sounds by thinking of something else, but that quickly failed when your thumb rubbed around his tip.

“Ah!”

You huffed. “Pay attention to me. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Mmm— ‘M sorry..”

Your remaining hand then went inside his pants, grabbing the base of his cock. Rubbing it up and down, the other twisted at the top, your wrist aching a bit with all the movement.

“Ngh! Ohhh!” With Idia’s face in clear view, hood down, you could see the way his hair changed from blue to pink, eyes rolling back a bit.

‘Shit, he’s so cute.’

Not being able to take it anymore, you pulled out your hands and released his dick. Grabbing him by the waist, you turned Idia around so his face was against the wall, back arched towards you.

“O-ow.”

Quickly, you resumed what you were doing.

With Idia’s ass facing your direction, you pushed your hips against it, instantly liking the way his round ass and both of your pants created delicious friction. Rolling your hips and grinding, you saw the way Idia struggled with deciding on what to do. On one end, all he wanted was for your hands to jerk him off until he couldn’t cum anymore. On the other, he wanted and craved the way the outline of your dick just barely rubbed in between his ass.

Gosh, he couldn’t believe this was even happening. How could someone like you do this with someone like him? Were you not disgusted?

“What did I say about paying attention?” you groaned, increasing the pace of your thrusts and hands.

“S-sorry didn’t mean to.”

Hips shaking, you knew Idia was close, the twitching of his cock and the way his hair flared up gave it away. As if it wasn't enough, his moans and whimpers also grew in volume, and you saw how Idia’s nails scratched the thin wallpaper in front of him.

Your grinding against him turned rapid and damn near savage. One of your hands slid down, playing with the heavy set of balls below his dick. Not even five seconds later, Idia let out a pleasurable scream, feeling his orgasm come from the set of skilled hands that were still working.

With Idia’s hot cum all over your palms and fingers, you rutted your hips against him. Letting out a fat load inside your underwear, you could do nothing but wish that it was instead inside your stalker’s hole.

“HaaaAh— Please, it h-hurts!”

‘Oh shit.’

You forgot that you were still fisting his dick.

Hands instantly letting go, you had to wrap your arms around his waist so he wouldn’t collapse onto the floor. All you could hear were his loud gasps, echoing around the empty hallway.

Later on, you’d come to hear about a new set of ghost rumors. Ones that contained weird noises coming from the hallway you two were in.

notes: idia is so cute i need to give him a sloppy handjob and hear him cry about it. 😕

[bramblequeen]

I’ve been meaning to do redraws from this great post for ages with some of the TWST boys. Doing these reminded me how goofy House of Mouse was in hindsight and true lightning in a bottle

I didn’t draw all of them in the post because I ain’t got time for it sadly. Be glad I didn’t curse y’all with Bald Idia (Baldia? Bidia?), but you do get Jamil’s Funky Dance Moves, what is probably Idia’s worst nightmare and Dire Crowley getting a well deserved slap for…being himself.

Please forgive the quality of the drawings and how crunched I made the screenshots. I just wanted these finally drawn and out of my hair