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ichorblossoms · 1 year

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@sweettteeth SORRY ABOUT THAT DIDI ILYYYY

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

yarrow: not long at All. grimm's nickname "honeybee" is well earned (he has adhd)

grimm: grimm can easily sit still for awhile, but i don't think they ever sit still and do nothing. it's always Observing, partially out of mistrust for nearly everything and partially bc a lot of its hired work involves scoping places out and gathering information so that part of its brain is always on

How easy is it to earn their trust?

yarrow: it depends on what point in the story you meet them, but overall it's not too difficult. he's been burned by plenty of people by the end of the story, but he's always willing to give strangers the benefit of doubt, especially if they're kind. his clinic door is open to everyone, but there's a shotgun next to it

grimm: it takes several months for them to let yarrow hug them and over a year of living together to trust yarrow with the knowledge that they're a humod (in-universe name for animal-hybrid humans, also called humutts, subject to change), which is astounding given grimm has extra teeth in their mouth and a small tail and they share living quarters. shortly after that ordeal grimm gets run out of town and uses that as an excuse to fuck off and not see yarrow for five years bc the idea of being more than slightly vulnerable with anyone scared them shitless. they eventually make their way back to town (and yarrow) and even then it takes a Minute for them to fully drop their guard around yarrow.

which is all to say: unless you're yarrow (and also later their adopted daughter lucy), you won't have their trust (and for good reason, nasty past and all that)

How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

yarrow: it depends on who they're dealing with. if it's an average person, they're pretty trusting; if it's some company bigwig in town yarrow's going in to that encounter expecting to deal with some slimy bastard

grimm: you already have it.

What animal do they fear most?

yarrow: haven't thought about this much, i'm not sure they fear them the most, but yarrow has a healthy respect for horses. that's probably bc the carnivorous thracian breed (horse-dog hybrids) is pretty prominent in this universe

grimm: this is not set in stone, but rabbits. it's not a paralyzing fear so much as a disgust, a creeping dread that reminds them of a past they spent at the end of someone else's leash

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

if i had voiceclaims for either of them i would share them but i unfortunately don't

yarrow: lowish voice with varying levels of western accent depending on who he's talking to. tends to talk fast and will occasionally say odd things but most people brush it off bc he's polite

grimm: low, rumbly voice with a typical western cowboyish accent, doesn't move their lips when they speak much to hide their extra teeth. grimm isn't social, but is actually well-versed in talking to people and can have an entire conversation without giving someone any information about themself. socially skilled but uses that to get out of talking to people

and for meee :3c

Why are you excited about this character?

they both just !!!! have me in this chokehold!!!! a person who has experienced so little kindness meeting someone who is so willing to give it just because and not knowing what to do with the fact that after so long you're human and Feel Things so you run away for five years but you come back because the guilt is eating at you (for once)! meanwhile the person you left behind gave up on waiting bc they've never been anyone's choice and will make themself useful in other ways to distract themself from that hole inside them, but then you come back and then they don't know what to do with the fact they're actually wanted! and you're happy together for a year before they're ripped away from you because of your past so you hunt them down to bring them back and when you do they're irreversibly changed! and that change haunts you because it's your fault but they're actually so excited to be part bee monster now? not to mention the fact that you love like a dog and will gladly hand over your leash to their caring hands because you know they'll fix you up when you get hurt. and then you two decide to blow up some of the people responsible for this and adopt a Weird Little Girl along the way.

also i just think people with fucked up monster/animal characteristics are fun tee hee <3

#asks #honeybee #rambles #grimm #yarrow #sweettteeth #they are so. ough. they.#these asks are enabling me thank you

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ashes-onthewind · 1 month

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chat i might be cooked. wish me a very dont get hyperfixated 🫡

( @sweettteeth this is your fault /aff)

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krys-loves-otome · 2 years

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I posted 1,957 times in 2022

That's 14 more posts than 2021!

67 posts created (3%)

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I tagged 1,953 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#both deal with older computers and video game consoles where they repair them to either a working state or at least a visibly cleaner state

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Fictober 2022: The Red Shawl

Prompt #6: "Adaptable, I like that." Fandom: Ikemen Revolution Rating: Teen Pairing: Jonah Clemence x Preg!Reader Summary: You have a new dress to wear to the Clemence family ball. There's just one small problem with it. Warnings: Pregnancy, fluff

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The dress that you had wanted to wear to the Clemence family ball that night, while beautiful with its light pink silks and printed roses throughout the skirt and bodice, it had one small flaw that had escaped both yours and Jonah's notice in the original fitting.

When completely buttoned up in the back, the fabric stretched around your abdomen in such a way that it made it much more obvious that the Queen of Hearts and his future wife simply couldn't wait until after their upcoming wedding to start their own family.

Granted, the change currently was minimal, just barely showing if you turned to the side, it was still noticeable enough that you didn't want to risk exposing your little secret just yet to your future in-laws, the relationship already tenuous at best without scandalous rumors.

Unfortunately, there was no time to buy a new dress that was less secret-revealing or to have this one altered so that your baby belly was less noticeable, so you were in a predicament. The thought did cross your mind to find one of your older dresses and wear one of them. However, they were also much tighter than you had remembered when you tried them on, the risk of exposing yourself much greater than with this pink silk gown.

With a sigh, you started unbuttoning the dress, noticing how it became looser around your abdomen, disguising the truth in the loosened folds while still looking proper and elegant.

Then, you noticed the red shawl that Jonah had given you as a present ages ago sitting on the back of a chair. Even from afar, it matched well with the red printed roses and the pink silk of your dress.

Flushing lightly at the sudden idea, you wrapped the shawl around your shoulders, making sure that your back was covered, and looked at yourself in the mirror, discovering that your belly was no longer largely evident, even with turning to the side and squinting. What would everyone think, if you were to go to a party with your dress only partially buttoned? What would Jonah think? You chuckled at the thought of potentially deceiving all of them.

"[Name]?" You heard a knock on the door. "I'm coming in."

Jonah walked inside, his boots clicking on the floor, looking quite handsome in his new white and pink suit. He smiled when he looked at you.

"I knew that dress would suit you," he said, coming to take a closer look. "It fits you like a dream."

He ran his hands over your sleeves and the red shawl, looking over you carefully.

"And you found that shawl I gave you last year. It's quite adaptable with all your outfits. I like that."

He circled you, looking over your little ensemble.

"No pinching or tightness anywhere?"

"Well… no, but…" You said trailing off, making him look up.

"What's wrong?" He asked, frowning, looking over you, "the shoulders? The length? Do you not like the pattern?"

"N-no, it's just.." you moved the shawl, exposing the unbuttoned buttons.

Jonah flushed pink and huffed.

"That's indecent, [Name]! Leaving your back exposed like that! But, it's an easy enough fix. Did you have trouble reaching these buttons?"

Jonah made quick work of fixing the dress before you could protest, his hands deft and quick. When he looked at you again, the silks were taut around your belly once more. Even the red shawl couldn't disguise it like before. You couldn't help but laugh when his eyes widened in realization.

"It.. doesn't leave much to the imagination, when it's fully buttoned."

"No, no it doesn't." He knelt down and placed his hands around your belly, shielding it from the world, a pout on his lips. "I thought it was perfect for you."

"Well, we didn't count on starting our family so soon either, or that they would grow so much so quickly." You placed your hands over Jonah's, letting your warmth seep into him.

"If only I could tell them," Jonah sighed. "A new member of the Clemence family right under their noses. But, I won't ruin your reputation like that."

"I'd be more worried about ruining yours, Jonah." You smiled. "They already don't like me as it is."

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Starting The Day [221B-Arthur]

Rating: Teen/Just on the edge of Mature Pairing: Arthur Conan Doyle x Reader Summary: Arthur starts his day with you. Warnings: Suggestive language and actions. It's Arthur, and as we all know: Arthur=just a slight notch above PG-13 Notes: Various times when ao3commentofday posts about different names for varying lengths of fic (drabble, ficlet, etc), on the list, there was a format used by the Sherlock fandom called 221B where you write a piece that's exactly 221 words, the last word starting with the letter B (in reference to Holmes's address, 221B Baker Street). While I have not participated in any Sherlock series fandom, adaptation, or whatever of that respective collective fandom, I thought it would be fun to try the writing format on Ikevamp's Mr. Doyle himself. Because I think it'd be funny and fun

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"Luv, I might just kiss you."

"You say that every time you see me."

"And have I ever not delivered on that promise?" Arthur stood up after you set his breakfast tray down, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your nose. “I never seem to be able to start my day without seeing your lovely face.”

“I’m sure the coffee helps out more though.” You reach for his wrinkled shirt, little blue dots sprinkling the cuffs. A sure sign of his late-night escapades, now that he was dating you.

“Oh? This certainly wakes a man more than your delicious coffee.” He smirked, reaching for your collar, his fingers gingerly brushing your jaw, the ink long dried enough to not mark your face.

“Laundry day, Arthur,” you reminded him with a small smack on his wrist, pointedly ignoring his little pout. “it’s going to take forever to get that ink out.”

Arthur sighed. “Pity. Sebas has you on the short rope today, does he?”

You smiled.

"I have the advantage of knowing your habits, my dear Arthur. I let you have your way, and nothing would ever get done.”

His frown deepened in spite of your fingers making quick work of his remaining buttons, the cotton fabric sliding off his arms.

He starts, however, feeling your brazen hand on his belt.

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30 notes - Posted January 28, 2022

Wow, rude.

Don't post art here often, but this was making me laugh, so I wanted to show it here too.

Originally inspired by this: https://twitter.com/farevalee9s/status/1483562806641266688

and a (mostly) textless version:

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100 notes - Posted January 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Ikevamp Suitors Help You Get Dressed

So! A while ago, I reblogged this gif set from a Russian TV mini series about Anna Karenina, depicting I'm assuming the leading lady and (likely, I don't know the exact details) her lover, Alexei Vronsky, helping her to get dressed. It's a detail not often depicted in media, a husband or lover helping their loved one get dressed, and that gif set, even though I know nothing about the show or about Anna Karenina, just thought it was incredibly sexy of seeing this kind of intimacy shown. It stuck in my head for a bit until I finally decided to apply the idea to the suitors.

And I did try to stay in the realm of a gender-neutral reader (as clothing does not have a gender, masculine-leaning or non-binary friends can wear corsets and skirts too if they want), but there are likely things that slip past my radar and I'm sorry if I didn't catch them before posting.

Also, a mention of a minor spoiler for Sebastian's entry where I mention he has a sister. She's mentioned in his bday stories, but not in a great amount of detail (as of yet, according to spoilers I've seen. She'll be mentioned more when his route comes out) so there's that.

And many thanks to @scummy-writes, @tsundere-mitsuhide, @art-of-love-and-war, and @/rotted_gourd on twitter for beta-ing for me, esp with such short notice. And I know that @lorei-writes wanted to be notified when this went live, so, here ya go!

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Napoleon

If you manage to wake him at a decent time (preferably before noon), Napoleon will gladly help you lace into your corset, for a small fee of a good morning kiss. It doesn't take him long to pull on your strings and he can get them sitting right in minutes. He finishes off the tying with a little bow and a second morning kiss because he thinks you look cuter that way, especially the freshly kissed part.

Mozart

Mozart prefers to be quick and efficient most days, so when he helps you dress, he's likely the fastest of the suitors. Though there are times he pulls you a little tighter than he usually does, you're sure to hear your little gasp as the garment is pulled taut. He will loosen it and apologize with a small kiss if you complain though. When he ties you off, he prefers the knot (multiple ones at that) not only for their swift nature, but it's also harder to undo, so some hooligan pulling on your skirts will have a harder time undressing you and sabotaging your dignity.

Leonardo

As many an event can attest, Leonardo prefers to help you 'out' of the corset rather than into it, but he takes pleasure in lacing his cara up most mornings. With a cigarillo between his lips, he goes down your back pulling and settling the laces so they lay flat, giving you the most beautiful figure in the process, you'd think you had stepped out of a painting. He ties you off with a little bow.

Arthur

Another that muchly prefers helping you out of your corset rather than into it, Arthur still finds his pleasures with helping you lace up in the morning. He can never resist running his hands down your sides, the silk gliding across his fingers, a kiss and a whispered tease into your shoulder, maybe an ear nibble if he's feeling especially frisky. He ties you a loose bow, a promise for the two of you later on in the day to continue what that whispered tease suggested.

Vincent

Vincent is excited when you asked him for help lacing up your corset. He sits on his stool partially dressed in only his brown slacks, more eager to help you dress than to fully dress himself. He pulls on the laces gently but firmly, making sure every line of ribbon was resting comfortably on you. He finishes you off with a simple knot, tucking the extra ribbon length in the gap next to your hip, giving your shoulder a light peck and a small compliment about how beautiful you look.

Theo

Another that prefers efficiency in the morning because Mr. Art Dealer Extraordinaire has things to do in the morning, wake up, Hondje! He's likely up before you, pulling your sleepy self out of bed. Before he fully dresses himself, he's pulling up your stockings, slipping your feet into shoes, and wrapping a silky corset around your middle. He'll chuckle quietly and poke your side if you dare to yawn as he's pulling, messing up his rhythm. All in good fun though as he thinks your sleepy face is adorable, especially after he kisses your pout away.

Isaac

Usually one that's good with his hands, you would think that Isaac would be a pro at lacing your ribbons down your back. But, dear reader, let's also not forget how easily flustered he can get, the pink on his cheeks as vibrant as his hair as he stares at your various curves and grooves, or when he feels the warmth of your skin beneath the silky layers. Still, he tries his best to hold everything together, taking his time to make sure the laces lay flat and even, tying you off with a knot. Nice bows are a little complex for him at present, but he'll keep trying until you can get the best bow you deserve.

Jean

Jean is honored when you asked for help lacing up your corset, thinking it something akin to a squire putting armor on their knight. Though he is a little concerned his love has to go out in armor and wasn't taking a weapon with them (sword might be too heavy, perhaps a good sized dagger could fit under their skirts? A weighted baton, perhaps? He could show them some self-defense tactics at the very least) he still tries his best to be your best squire, lacing up as best he can, tying you off with a knot (or multiple ones for the same reason as Mozart, for your protection.)

Dazai

"Oh, Toshiko-san? Do you need some help?" Dazai sees your trouble one morning, laces uneven and you can't reach to tighten them better. Well, he couldn't leave you alone in such a state, certainly not, so he offers his services with your corset. You thank him and the two of you make light conversation, like where you were going so dressed up, what your plans were for the day. It was a far more pleasant start to the day rather than being tangled in seemingly endless ribbons. The only downside was your mini heart-attack when he sat on your window sill when he left, falling backwards and gracefully grabbing and climbing to his next destination.

Shakespeare

He's had his fair share of helping others change clothes, so his experience in theatre is vital in helping his love dress in the morning. His hair loosely tied up, he helps pull up your socks and slip on your shoes in quick time. With your corset, he manages just as easily as his costumed actors, though with slight more difficulty as there are more layers and different materials to contend with here. At least at home, he can take his time lacing up his favorite star performer rather than dealing with a rushed presentation and abject misery of time robbed to satisfy an imaginary standard neither of you wanted to abide by. For his own ease, however, he ties the corset lace off with a bow, so later on his time would be better spent with you quickly being able to undress rather than fussing with being perfect for others.

Comte

Given his penchant to buy you entire wardrobes full of the clothes, it's not really surprising he would sneak in some back-lacing corsets, because his chérie deserves the full turn of the century dressing experience, if they so desire to, of course. When you ask him to help you put one on, he's delighted, hoping you would ask him at some point. He takes his time, making sure the laces were nice and even, tying you off in a simple knot and giving a neck kiss for good luck.

Sebastian

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bespectacledbun · 3 years

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(honey) pspsps i'm late But song recs: Devil's Spoke by Laura Marling, Hollow Moon by The Crane Wives, I Dare You by The Regrettes

the vibes? IMMACULATE. this would go so well in my "abandoned building in the middle of the woods" playlist

this one had the "songs I would hear browsing the aisles of a Michael's store" vibe hahsjdfhfjsjhsjfjfg

I really like the summer vibe of the song :0 it sounds super nice and playful, and the lyrics too~

send me a song rec

#song rec asks #ask #naga answers stuff sometimes #not otome #sweettteeth #I'm realizing how incompatible our music tastes are suddenly jahsjdjhaksjfg #every one of these songs goes for folk horror vibes

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sweettteeth · 6 years

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Stabat Mater || Woodkid

Big Bad Wolf || Elliot Moss

You Don’t Know Me || Son Lux

The Rifle’s Spiral || The Shins

Spring/Sun/Winter/Dread || Everything Everything

#ask #thank you~~#ah i get nervous so !#hi hello its sweettteeth Bastard Detected 👋#nice 2 meet u lmao #crytalstellar

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loptyrs-moved · 3 years

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Monster AU | Headcanons List Part I

This is more just a for funsies list in a universe where it wasn't just vampires, because there are some lads that better suit other creatures.

Part two and three are coming soon.

This is for the monster fuckers. Have fun! The list is under the cut~

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Napoleon Bonaparte : The Sphinx

The proud sphyinx — with the head of a man, body of a lion and wings of a bird. This one in particular has the body of a Barbary lion and broad wings of the bearded vulture.

Big black toe beans... Lion peets. His feet are ticklish... but it’s hard to resist the beans

Napoleon builds his beloved a big nest, hidden away from the world donned with his own personal things, as well as items that would make it so inviting for you. Blankets, pillows and his spoils from hunts make up most of it, but as you move in, it feels like home.

Run your fingers over his big, strong wings and feathers... He'll make such cute, big cat noises for you... he loves regular pets as well, and makes for an excellent snuggling partner

Holds you like you're made of glass. His teeth are sharp, and he’s afraid he might hurt you at first. Coax him to hold you tighter, and kiss you deeper. Reassure him that you trust him, and love him. With this go ahead, he’ll finally spoil you in the way he knows you deserve.

When a certain time of year hits, Napoleon is needy for you, and touches you like he never has. His tail swishes excitedly. Kisses are frantic. Claws dig into your flesh as he holds you down, and breeds you like his life depends on it. He’s usually such a giving lover, but the sphinx needs to continue on his line some how.

It’s then when you realize how much bigger he is than you as he fucks you into the nest he created for you. Teeth sink into the nape of your neck, leaving marks to show others who you belong to. And after a long while, he holds you in his arms, his wings wrapping around you both to keep you safe.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart : The Leviathan

The ever elusive Leviathan... an iridescent sea snake who dwells deep down in the ocean’s depths, never to be seen by any human... until now.

His scale’s are a silvery white that sparkles under the sun. You can catch a glimpse of him swimming beneath the surface, curiously surveying the surroundings to make sure that it’s safe to go up completely, and what you are met with astounds you

The big snake monster towers above you as water runs down his body. Slitted purple eyes... scales that sparkle under the late afternoon sun and claws so sharp they could eviscerate anything in their path. What a handsome boy...

Standoffish but he will warm up to you eventually. It takes a while for this beast to trust the human who comes to visit him in his grove. And after some time, he finds your presence to be a comfort to him, relishing in the time you spend together.

Holding you in his arms is more of a task than it would seem. Hopefully you don’t mind getting in the ocean with him, but don’t worry, he’ll keep you safe in his arms from any rip currents or other unsavory creatures. No one would dare anger the great Leviathan. His embrace is the safest place you will ever be.

Making love also proves to be a task given the size difference, but you two make it work. You also get to see that he’s blessed with not just one but two large, blushing red serpentine dicks that are just aching to fill you. Eventually, you’ll work to take them both

... Eggy ... look we KNEW I was going to mention this I mean — that’ll easily be his most favorite thing ever once he does it.

Leonardo Da Vinci: The Werecat

Yes. Leonardo Da Vinci is a catboy. Like? Did we expect anything else from this?

He has the ears, tail, claws and feet of a panther. Sharp, golden eyes watch you from the darkest corners of the shadows — more out of curiosity and for staring sake. He likes to watch from his spot, wherever that may be, and idly watch you do chores around the mansion. Hearing you hum as you work makes his ear twitch with interest.

Attaches himself to you. It’s endearing, but he can be annoying sometimes. He does as he pleases, and will want attention at his time and his leisure. You are now his human. Leo made it so. When you rest in the lounge after a long day of chores, he’ll curl up next to you on the couch, head in your lap, making his new napping spot there. It’ll be impossible to get up now with having a giant cat sleeping in your lap.

Rubs his face against yours often. Gentle head bonks. Deep rumbling purrs when you snuggle. His tail wrapping around your leg, holding you close.

Lovemaking with him is intense as he’s a greedy lover. He knows exactly what he wants. And its you. Leonardo wants to have you all to himself. His tail swishes as you moan for him. Claws dig into your hips. Teeth graze over your shoulder, threatening to sink in.

His own moans are heavenly. When he whispers how wonderful you feel inside, it’ll give you chills. His dick has texture it, with little nubs around the head. So when he thrusts in deep, filling you up, you can feel every inch of him hit the sweetest parts inside you. And those who know ... calling him a certain name in bed will earn you bites, bruises, and marks that’ll render you absolutely helpless.

He loves cockwarming with you, and will stay there with you until he decides to get up. Especially after he’s bred you to the fullest.

Arthur Conan Doyle: The Incubus

Wow ... summoned a cheeky one didn’t you? Was it by accident? Or was it on purpose? Anyhow — now you have a smug demon standing in the middle of the summoning circle flirting with you in order to earn your soul. The haunting blue eyes draw you in. The sound of his unearthly voice is soothing. Hypnotic. Good luck getting rid of this one, because Arthur is determined to make a pact with you.

Matte, curved horns crown his head as large batwings emerge from his back. A blue tail swishes with interest when he observes you. Blue markings decorate his body, and seem to glow at certain times. While he’s an unholy demon from the depths of the inferno, his beauty is unmatched. After all, all demons were angels once.

He’s a playful one, wanting to be with you at all times. He’ll hang around your house, being a general annoyance at times. But Arthur makes for good company. There’s never a lonely moment with the incubus around. He makes things colorful. Lively.

This incubus makes himself useful in many ways, like making sure you take care of yourself and spoiling you after a long day at work, running around outside the house. His snuggles are like nothing else. His tail wraps around your leg, or waist, wherever he can so that he can pull you closer. He’s grown so incredibly fond of you ... and he’d love to remain at your side for as long as you’ll allow him to. So do you give in?

Eventually you might. Let's say you do make a pact with him. The way to solidify the union between a human and their demon is through intimacy, and as an incubus, Arthur lived up to the stories. The devotion, and the love of a demon is like none other. You may have sold your soul to an unholy entity, but he's tied himself to you too. He'll shower you in every ounce of his love.

Arthur knows what makes you hot. He's observant, and takes note in what makes you squirm, and what makes you whine helplessly under his touch. He's read the smut you read. Hell, he's written his own whilw thinking about you. His long, demon tongue tastes you to the fullest as he urges you to sit on his face. Ride his mouth — he'll tongue fuck you all the same. He might even give you a little show of his own, stroking his long, pretty cock as it leaks precum. Watching him spiral underneath you, and release all over his chest is quite the sight to behold.

Speaking of his dick ... He can manipulate it to a degree. He can make it textured if you'd like him to. If you wanted him to fill you with more than one, its something he could do. But he's unique in his own respects... And perhaps even has a piercing or two to add to the pleasure.

Isaac Newton | Theodorus and Vincent Van Gogh: The Wolves

Isaac Newton

A handsome boy ... With soft, droopier ears and a long tail, Isaac is an excitable wolf. His fur matches his hair, with little tufts of white on the insides of his ears and at the tip of his tail. He's younger than the other wolves, and is starting to hit sexual maturity where his rut cycles are beginning to hit. They're a little irregular now, much to his dismay. Its only a matter of time before they land him into a predicament.

You met him while on a walk in the woods one day. A branch snapped and you saw a pair of ears perk up to see you standing across the glade. It was common knowledge that there was a wolf pack nearby, but how close shook you a little. But by the look on his face, he's more afraid of you than you are of him. Eventually, Isaac will know you're safe to be around.

Meeting him often has eased his anxiety. Bringing him food and books piqued his curiosity about you, and soon, he found solace in your company. Isaac looked forward to seeing you in the clearing you first met at. Sooner or later, you invite him to your home. Once the wolf is inside the house, its all over.

Isaac becomes a little selfish with your attention. He cares about you so much, and he worries when you go out into the woods alone... So he insists on going every where with you. For your own protection of course. There's no telling what you'll find in the woods, so having someone who knows it like the back of their hand would be most beneficial to you. Of course. It's not like he loves being at your side at all times, and misses you when you're gone...

He falls hard. And fast. Your warmth and kindness drew him in, and how he can't imagine a life without you. Holding your hand in his is one of the things he can't ever go without. Your scent is so unique ... And he can't get enough of you. Touching you electrifies him. The way your hands feel against him makes his skin tingle. And with a rut coming around the corner, it gets harder to resist his desires.

Sometimes he gives into instinct. You trust him so much, so he feels okay with the idea of holding your hands above your head as he slowly eases his thick, knotted cock inside. You share heated, open mouthed kisses as your depths welcome him inside, squeezing around him instinctually. It's his first time with a human, and it's then he notices how small, and delicate you are in his hands. And he wants you — needs you more than words could even possibly describe.

Isaac never knew the power behind two very simple words until you whimpered them in his ear as he buried himself to the hilt inside you. Knot me. Just those two words would put him into a frenzy as he did his best to make you come for him. His moans are barely restrained. Everything is a mess as he pumps you full of cum. Isaac can't help but lose himself inside and give into your desires. He's been so weak for you anyways. Please call him a good boy afterwards, he deserves it.

Vincent van Gogh

The pack alpha strongest wolf in the forest, however, he is the most friendly, and makes it a point to make peace with the humans his pack shares the forest with. He met you while he was hunting, and you were harvesting a deer you scored for dinner for the night. He's seen you in passing, wandering the woods, so its about time he's introduced himself.

He's such a friendly wolf ... Vincent's fluffy golden ears rival the sun. His tail wags happily when he talks to you. Despite the big teeth, something tells you that he would never hurt you. Quite the opposite actually. Quite reminiscent of a sweet puppy. But do not let his angelic looks fool you — he's the strongest one for a reason.

After a while, Vincent takes it upon himself to make sure you're safe while meandering his forest. To be under the protection of a wolf ... Such a powerful thing. No creature would dare harm a hair on your head now that Vincent ensures your safety.

Pets are perhaps his most favorite thing in the entire world. His leg does the kicking thing when you get right behind his left ear, and get the spot he can't quite get on his own. Sure he has hands, but you could too... He likes when you touch him... And he loves when he's able to touch you too...

While loving, he's greedy ... By now, Vincent is absolutely infatuated with you, and can't bear to hold his true feelings anymore. You've stirred so many up inside him. They confuse him — scare him sometimes with how intense they can be — but he loves you. He's entirely loyal, and devoted to you... And he wants to prove it to you by making you all his.

His knot is nice. And filling. Slow, deep thrusts fill you as Vincent takes his time, savoring every little moan and cry you make for him. Every selfish desire bubbles inside him, urging him to claim you all to himself, but he wants to enjoy the steady squeeze of your hole around his dick. One taste and Vincent can't get enough of you. He wants to devour you completely... Will you let him?

During Vincent's ruts, he's not as gentle as he'd like to be, and will use you as his personal cock sleeve. As the alpha the strongest one in his pack, he must continue on his lineage with his beautiful mate. He chose you for a reason...

Theodorus van Gogh

The pack's other alpha strong wolf in the pack that lives out in the woods. Theo is second in command. He's gruffer than his brother, and takes no nonsense from anyone. His pack means everything, and he would protect it with his life. But when he met you, he was intrigued by the human who resides at the edge of their territory.

Honey amber ears stand tall, and alert. His senses are sharp, and doesn't wag his tail for just anyone, but its the one thing that blows his cover. His fur is darker in some places, like at the base of his ears and tail. He's a unique looking wolf with clear blue eyes that seem to cut through you like ice. But after some times, Theo warms up to you. While he isn't much for the human interaction, you're fine to be around. The company you provide is nice.

Like his older brother, Theo becomes protective of you. Like a guardian. He watches from the trees beyond, making sure you don't meet any unsavory characters while on your hunting route. He keeps his distance at first, but he makes his presence known, just like the other wolves do. While standoffish, Theo is genuinely interested in you, and feels this urge to keep you safe from the dangers that lurked deep beyond the evergreens.

There was once a time you encountered a bear, and good thing he was around because it was a close call. For the both of you. And from then on, Theo went with you to places, whether it be to town to sell pelts and meat, or down to the river's edge. Nothing would ever dare hurt you ever again. Ever.

Theo grows used to you being there with him, patting his head as it lies in your lap as he rests for an afternoon. Your voice soothes him. Putting him at ease. Afternoons where you go exploring, you'll hold his hand to prevent getting lost. He may have grumbled about it from time to time before like a grump, but he doesn't pull away from you. There's even the occasional squeeze as he wraps his fingers around yours.

I know I've mentioned Theo's massive cock and balls before but his knot.... Thick boy... Its a little difficult at first to fit it in, but when it finally fills you to the brim, pushing your limits as you accept him so fully nearly drives him over the edge. He stays still for a moment, relishing in the snug heat your sweet hole has to offer before withdrawing himself, and slamming back in, making lewd sounds echo in the clearing where they first met. Yes, he would claim you out in the open. It doesn't matter who sees — he doesn't care. In fact, Theo would rather have others know who his beloved human made belonged to.

Breeding kink. Mating press. During his ruts, Theo is insatiable. His claws will dig into your hips as he mercilessly pounds you. Teeth bite into your shoulders and neck as he gives into his wolf instincts to breed his mate. His growls will set your skin on edge as he gives into his more primal side. Put a collar and a leash on him for some extra fun. Call him a good boy too... Tease him a little so that he loses his cool enough so he can really let the beast free

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