#we need more male mc content in this fandom

[zara-renata]

What are your NSFW Sylus thoughts/headcanons? 👀 bc I'd love to hear you go in depth with them and why u view Sylus the way u do bc it seems like everyone kinda has a different view of him. For instance, a big division I've seen is that there's some people who view Sylus as a switch and others view him as a dom or a service top. It seems like some people get personally offended when their view on Sylus is different from another's unfortunately 😅

I get it, people love Sylus a certain way, but I'll never support people trying to kink shame others for wishing Infold had went in a different direction with him or having kink preferences that might go against Sylus' or even having kinks Sylus might not be into. For me, Sylus is mainly a dom. He loves a challenge bc he gets bored easily, yet he also is very competitive, which is why he isn't gonna wanna lose most of the time. He's stubborn too.

Even in No Defense Zone MC wasn't really in full control. Sylus was ordering her around and teasing the whole time, but he clearly thought it was cute seeing MC want to be a little bit more dominant with him. MC was also obeying his orders. Do I think he likes to be called degrading names when he's eating u out? Sure, I could see that. Likes praise? Sure. Do I think he's gonna let you walk him on a leash and be into pegging? Absolutely not 🤣 but that's just MY opinion on him from everything I've gathered. I think he enjoys letting you have some control, but he's gotta be in the right mood for it I think and he probably has things he isn't into like everyone else. Either way, I'd love to hear ur thoughts on this whenever u have the time ❤️

Hi there. I’ve been thinking about this ask since I got it, and one of the things I know for sure is that I’m going to upset someone no matter what I say. But the whole point of me starting to share my fic and being more active on tumblr is to challenge my social anxiety when it tells me that my opinion isn’t of interest to anyone at the least, or offensive/hurtful at the worst. 

So here we go, my answer under the cut.

So to answer this question, I need to get through a few points first before I tell you what I personally believe about Sylus’s sexuality.

I don’t believe in kink shaming either, and I think that peoples’ complaints about the direction Infold takes the LIs are valid. We all want content that we can really relate to, and if the canon take doesn’t satisfy you, one of the great purposes of fanfic is to fix it for yourself and other fans like you. That’s such a huge part of engaging in fandom and even if I don’t agree that the character would actually do what you make him do in your content, if you write it well enough, if you capture his voice, give him logical motivations, respect the core of the character while you do it, then I can be convinced to enjoy it despite it deviating from canon.

That being said, I love Sylus because of his canon characterization, and I do believe that there are some things he would be into, or not into, based on his dialogue in the game itself.

It’s impossible to answer this question personally without telling you the following: I think it’s insane that we as a worldwide fandom and/or global community have restricted ourselves to a strict BDSM mindset of looking at people as belonging to an inflexible binary of dominant or submissive, with the only middle ground being switch, with formal labels and rules of what a “dom” does, what a “sub” does, and so forth, and the value judgments we place on which label you fall under. And what drives me further insane is how much that binary is tied up in so much misogynist bullshit if we’re talking about hetero pairings with a female MC (the power dynamics of a female sub versus a male dom alone is so often written in such a way that the writer’s internalized misogyny results in literally painful-wince-inducing reading). Human sexuality is so fluid, personal, intimate—I think that the average person’s dynamic and preferences change depending on who they’re with, what stage of life they’re in, what scars they bear from past relationships, and even on a day to day basis, how much energy they have, etc. So although all I seem to see in fandom discourse is dom!Sylus, sub!Sylus, I think that mindset is reductive, especially because even with the shit-tastic translation Infold has inflicted on us, they’ve managed to create an incredibly nuanced character who feels real enough to be human. Reducing him to dom, sub, or switch misses so much of his personality and how much he clearly loves and is obsessively devoted to MC and what MC wants.

 Finally, I think every time we’re discussing fictional characters, it’s important to remember who is writing them, and why. Infold is here to make money. They created LIs with a spectrum of traits to appeal to the widest subset of their targeted demographics. As a result, they’ve given the LIs, at least to some extent, both dominant and submissive characteristics, to appeal to the greatest number of players.

We have memories with Sylus and dialogue that indicate he’s dominant: “I prefer to be the one to take the initiative” when you tap his dick too many times in destiny cafe, his outfit descriptions about him getting a thrill of being a predator on the hunt, of dominating his prey. But we also have the no defense zone where he’s in a submissive position, even if people argue that he’s topping from the bottom in that card. Multiple times throughout the game, he lets you do what you want to him, and then says “are you satisfied? Now it’s my turn,” which points to him being a switch. Like, Infold covered all of their bases not only with Sylus, but all of the LIs to some degree.

Ok, with that context, and using the sort of vernacular that makes concepts easily recognizable even if I hate the labels: I think Sylus is a switch. He is first and foremost a hedonist—he is comfortable in his body, he prefers the finest food, drink, atmosphere, clothing, he wants to be entertained, he is constantly fighting boredom and the ennui of cynical disillusionment with the worst of humanity and being the apex predator. He loves pleasure. It doesn’t matter what form that pleasure takes. And he wants pleasure with MC in particular, because he is written by Infold as that devoted—he has a line in the destiny cafe about no one else touching him so intimately before. He’s willing to learn everything about your tastes, and then use what you teach him to pleasure you and himself. On multiple occasions he says “Oh, I suck at this? Then teach me.” So even if initially he’s shit in bed, he’ll only make a mistake once and then blow your mind on his next attempt. Sylus wants to fuck you the way you want him to fuck you. So if you want to peg him, "well sweetie, I have a prostate for a reason." You want him to choke you with a tie and fuck you like an animal, he’s down. He’s so self-assured and interested in what you want and giving both himself and you pleasure that he doesn’t believe in the “dominant = most powerful, most masculine, having the upper hand, winning” perspective that so many writers in this fandom seem to assign to the term dominant. Conversely, being submissive, or the recipient of penetration, or letting the other take control isn’t a weakness in his eyes. He “submits” because it pleases you, because he enjoys being at your mercy, he’s thrilled to have someone he trusts enough to have power over him, and that someone is you. He trusts you to make him feel fucking good, and if you can do that by putting him on his knees, who is he to say no? If on the other hand, you submit to him, he thinks you’re the most fearless, strongest badass there is for letting a literal killer who everyone else on the planet fears put you in a vulnerable position. The connotations of dominant = strong, superior and submissive = weak, inferior, losing just do not compute for him. I don’t think he’d just think of you as cute for wanting to dominate him. I think he’d think you’re magnificent for daring to try, he'd be incredibly curious how you intend to do it, and then if you truly are a dominant powerhouse, he’d happily drown in the pleasure you give him.

Now, again, this all assumes that you, yourself, are into dom/sub dynamics. Which so many people simply aren’t. And I think if you just love him, and want to have sex with him because you’re attracted to him and want to share that intimacy with him, or you don’t believe that every single sexual encounter has to contain the rigid dom/sub binary or hierarchy of positions, that you experience attraction and sex as two people on equal footing sharing a life and a bed, he’d happily fuck you in missionary for the rest of his life, luxuriating in being able to watch your expressions, of looking into your eyes, of leaning down to breathe in the scent of your neck, and just loving you until you both come and then have a snack and watch something stupid on tv.

Lastly, I do believe that there are some things Sylus wouldn’t be into, no matter how sexually adventurous he is. I don’t think he’d be into degradation, at least towards you: he is not going to call you cruel names, because you’re the person he cherishes the most in the world. I think he’d just straight-forwardly tell you, “Beloved, that doesn’t do anything for me. If you really want me to, I can try,” but you’d know his heart just isn’t in it. He isn’t going to physically hurt you, either in a pain play way or just being too eager to fuck you to properly prep you. Edit: just look at the way this man handles his gun during quality time. He's not going to treat your body with less sensual respect that that fucking gun. If sex hurts for you, he’d feel like he’s doing it wrong, and he’d slow down or try a different approach until it doesn’t hurt, or he’d tell you he isn’t interested in whatever pain you’re asking for just like with the degrading language. If you’re into degradation, with him being the receiver, I can see him being into that because he seems to be so amused by you when you’re mean to him, but even then, there are so many times in game where he says stuff like, “you talk to that person so nicely, why aren’t you that nice to me” or how happy he gets when you do start doing kind things for him, or saying kind things. I think he lives for your praise much more than anything else, but whether you’re calling him names or calling him beloved, both are good, because you’re right there, finally, looking at him, loving him, and he can finally breathe again after so long without you.

And as for how I’m writing him in the current fic: I’m writing him with all of the foregoing in mind, and will be highlighting what kind of lover I think he is for this particular MC. I could just as easily write him being a very different lover, but still in-character, for an MC who is not so damaged and has a much more dominant personality in the bedroom (as opposed to current MC who is pretty much only dominant when killing and withdrawn/timid outside the battlefield, and who enjoys the soft, kindness-driven taking-the-lead loving that Sylus is capable of displaying).

Thank you for coming to my ted talk. And thank you for the interesting ask! Even if I disagree with your or anyone else’s take on him, at the end of the day we all love this character, and what you want or need from him is valid, even if it’s not to my taste or in line with how I view him.

[solaslow74]

greetings, people of earth!! it is i, sola, newcomer to the our life community and to the platform, doing what everyone knows is the first step to integrating into an online fandom: oversharing identifying information about my children!!

my olnf children, of course! i’ve been cooking up some short fanfics starring these mcs of mine for the upcoming olnf week, and thought this month or so leading up to it would be a good time to introduce them!

so let’s take a walk along the street, and i promise everybody that you meet, will have an original point of view:

And in this corner of the ring, we have Soleil Bridgeford!

She’s cheerful, she’s energetic, she’s set on becoming the best her she can be! As the protagonist of most other video games, she’d be using the power of friendship and hitting things really hard to save the world or something; but as fate would have it, in this story, she’s just an ordinary kid in the peaceful town of Golden Grove.

But that’s not gonna stop her from being The Hero™! She’s gonna give this town her all, being EVERYONE’S friend and solving EVERYONE’S problems, especially when it comes to her two precious neighbors.

Of course, Soleil’s gonna have to learn that sometimes, handling personal struggles and the ups and downs of friendships is something you can’t always approach with the force and subtlety of a charging bull. And what her neighbors really need from her isn’t a superhero- just Soleil as she is.

Soleil loves sports, food, and all things “awesome”, but as she gets older, she develops a bit more nuance to her tastes, as well. She’ll find that her endless passion can be suited to more pursuits than just the physical.

Though her childhood crush on the cool and confident Qiu Lin fades as her neighbor grows harsh and distant in their teen years, who’s to say what sorts of feelings might blossom as the two grow into adulthood? But one thing’s for sure- no matter how much changes, Soleil’s gonna be there for her friends.

but, moving on… what good is the strong female MC without the pathetic male MC?

That’s where Rowan Cordovi comes in, of course.

Full of himself and with an utter lack of self-awareness, Rowan thinks he’s God’s gift to Golden Grove. But even if he sees himself as the star of the show, he’s more than happy to welcome in co-stars. After all, it’s not as if others can’t be amazing- it’s just that he already is!

While he works hard in the hobbies he loves- music and theater most of all- Rowan is more than content to take it easy in most other areas of his life. After all, once his natural talent and beauty is recognized, the success, friends, and admirers are sure to roll in. They haven’t yet, but it’s only a matter of time. Surely.

Golden Grove might be a little too slow and quaint for this rising star, but that doesn’t mean it’s all bad. After all, since the first day he met his neighbors, Rowan has known that they’re special. That magic between them can only be one thing, Rowan’s favorite part of the fairy-tale stories he’s fond of. That’s true love, baby! And you can bet he’s gonna get a good grade in romance, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve.

Rowan has a long ways to go. It’s a good thing he’s got people around him who are gonna help him grow into a more well-rounded adult. But until then- watch out, Golden Grove!

and… those are my first two mc’s! i have seven in total, which is perfect for the seven days of prompts for olnf week, but starting with just two seems appropriate. you’re already awesome if you read through both of these! i’ll probably post about the remaining five in sets of two and three sometime soon!

feel free to ask any questions, or tell me all about your characters! (and also kindly let me know if i made any first-time tumblr gaffes, this is my first ever post!) i know plenty of you are just as normal about your olnf mc’s as i am about mine, so let’s all be normal together >:)

[that-nerd-who-writes-fanfiction]

So ever since I found mlm and wlw stories (especially fanfics), my interest in het romance decrese a lot, and what I search for is just the dynamic between mc (male) and male lead or mc (female) and female lead...I don't want to read mc (female) and male lead or mc (male) and female lead...And what I want to read mostly are just mlm or wlw stories for romance....

What do you think is happening to me? Is it really weird?

There is absolutely nothing weird about what you’re enjoying reading.

As for what is happening, I don’t think there is anything happening so I really wouldn’t worry. Learning what you like in media as in life is just part of growing up and learning how to person. Fortunately or unfortunately, that never stops and now matter how old you are, you can always learn something new about the world around or who you are as a person.

I can’t give you any answers, I’m only a stranger on the internet and only you’ll have all the information you need.

It could just be that it’s something new, a new genre you like and it might changechange like the wind. It could be that you enjoy the dynamics between the characters you’re reading about and they happen to by mlm or wlw. It could be a lack of content for the het relationships in the fandoms you’re in. It might be that you’re seeing yourself in the characters or that you’re starting to explore other identities, either for yourself or just for curiosity of wanting to know, and that’s okay too. It could be the separation from real life and fiction and enjoying something that is completely separate to the real world, or the world around you, while so much other stuff is going on in the news everyday. It could be something else entirely.

There’s no right or wrong answer to any of it. Whatever the reason, there is absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying reading any genre, be it queer romance, het romance, found family, or something as unrelated as sci-fi fantasy with convoluted plots and over complicated characters. Nothing you read says anything about you as a person and there’s no moral value attached to enjoying reading any genre. It just means that you enjoy reading it.

There is nothing wrong with you.

I read all sorts of books, fanfics, poetry, articles. I’m out here quoting the great gatsby or various fanfics one day, then a song of Achilles or Crier’s War the next, and Plato or The Iliad the day after that. None of it changes who I am, just what kind of information I carry around which in turn helps me interact with the world around. Hopefully I learn something along the way, but if not then at least I had fun.

I’ve been out as queer for a few years now and spent five ish years (give or take) in the closet before that. I’ve met a lot of people from all walks of life who feel all sorts of ways, who’ve enjoyed reading all sorts of things. Some who’ve known exactly who they are and others who are still figuring it out, some who thought they knew until they realised they’d got it wrong so went back to figuring it out. And that goes for all things, hobbies, interests, religion, politics, sexuality, gender. People change and grow and learn and that’s such a beautiful, brilliant thing in life.

No one has all the answers, we’re all just looking to figure it out as we go and enjoy the journey getting there.

And all of it is absolutely and completely okay, but more than that it’s human. Take your time, and in the meantime, enjoy reading whatever you like because if you’re enjoying it, then it’s worth it.

And feel free to send recs of any genre because I’m always looking for more to read :)

I hope this helps, anon.

-ThatNerd :)

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[s7-evermore]

There is no “MC WOULD” in this goddamn game y’all. Just play the fucking game without worrying about what the fuck MC’s gender is because that’s not the fucking point. The point is— it’s a game made with an MC that has no definite gender because it’s meant to be enJOYED BY ALL!!! There is no motherfucking majority because more MCs in goddamn mangas are male OR whatever else the other materials created. Just enjoy the content because the content doesn’t care if you’re gay or not. The creators don’t CARE if you’re gay, straight, bi, lesbian, or a girl or a boy or a non-binary person or a whatever— they cared about the ENJOYMENT that this game and this entire franchise brings to its audience. And the money…

It doesn’t matter if the game isn’t about romance either, anyone can think whatever they want as long as they don’t FORCE it on anyone, which, to me, seems to be the thing everyone is doing nowadays 🤡

Just be yourself and enjoy the franchise for what it is. There is no need to fight over details that don’t even matter to begin with. If you want to make your Yuu’s male, go ahead! If you want to make your Yuu’s female gO AHEAD!!! If they’re non-binary or trans or anything else GO AHEAD!!!

Also, there’s no issue with writers or artists creating BL or GL love because regardless of what they make, love is love no matter what your gender, sexuality, or species is.

Yes. I say species because I do believe mermaids and fairies exist. Pls stfu and allow me that piece of happiness.

It also doesn’t matter if people came into this fandom to do romance stuff because, hey, guess what! People do that all the time! It’s okay if they see romance in it because damn those characters be fine as hell. If they enjoy the game that way, then that’s okay. Platonic, romantic, or nothing at all, it’s all from pure enjoyment. That’s okay, better than okay even!!

The fact that THIS has even become a problem in the first place just shows that the fandom itself is the problem, not the content. Y’all just enjoy it for what it is and don’t force what-fucking-ever on anyone. PERIOD.

Guys, seriously, don’t we all have better things to do than create conflict over matters that shouldn’t be a problem— or WASNT even a problem to begin with?

Just enjoy the game. Enjoy the mangas. Enjoy the other content they release because that’s literally all that matters to the creators: your enjoyment and your money.

Yes, I say money because god fuck I’m so broke and I didn’t even get Leona’s Tsumsitter card. Fuck

POINT: BL isn’t toxic. I love it so go away. It doesn’t matter what Yuu’s gender is because y’all seem to be forgetting that fact that it remains unmentioned in the game because ITS MEANT TO BE ENJOYED BY DIFFERENT AUDIENCES. You can literally be a dog and still play the game. Please stop fighting over the same thing just because the “manga did it so it has to be game canon” because it’s not. Y’all it’s a manga, they need SOMEONE to be there in place of Yuu and the people writing and drawing the mangas or the visual novel can do whatever the hell they want.

Alright, I’m gonna go back to doing school work. Y’all better behave or I’m gonna turn you all into my next banana smoothie.

P.S. - to everyone thinking who the audience twst is really for. I think you should grow up. While it’s true that Yana Toboso herself is more used to creating content catered for female audiences, the fact that truly matters is that the game she made entices audiences regardless of where it ends up. In an interview she literally mentioned how much she struggled with the development of TWST because she’s a manga artist and not a game developer, so she worked really hard to bring twisted wonderland to life despite not knowing enough about that industry. As an artist (who really fucking wants to be an illustrator like her), that is so goddamn beautiful to me that it feels unfair to limit her content to a particular audience. If you’re male, female, or literally anything else, the fact that you’re enjoying the game is more than enough. That’s all that matters.

P.P.S. - also y’all if you got beef with ppl like this, please don’t put it in an x reader Tag because some of us just came here to de-stress from finals, okay? Please take this somewhere else because it’s making it harder for me to find that malleus fic about reader who was arranged to be married to him and I’m breaking down cause I can’t find it…

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Sincerely, some tired ass art student on the internet.

We don't do this here. This person is a spam liker, doesn't reblog, has their inbox closed, and is talking like this? Nah.

I am a M!Reader/NB!Reader writer for TWST and I think I get that the game isn't about romance and anything romantic is made by the mind of the person. The people playing the game romance a non-romancable character that is 16 to 18 years of age in a fictional Disney world that has a GN!MC with no gender at all. If we're going by majority, MC would be a guy because of Yuuya + Yuuken versus Yuuka, but that's not right or fair.

It's a little bit of flavour in the fandom. And your flavor is bitter (inedible).

We don't do this in TWST, and if you do, your the problem. Leave. And never return. Just like Scar told Simba.

[archived-kin]

simeon with a himbo boyfriend

note from kin: once again i am writing for the boys because this fandom doesn’t have nearly enough content for them, especially for Big and Beefy Men. let them be in dating sim fandoms too!!!!!! give them more content!!!!!

anyway i’ve made you an angel since i don’t want to have to think about the deeper repercussions of what simeon dating a human would be (i mean we all know what happened to lilith when she tried it)

fandom: obey me!

character(s): male!reader, simeon, luke, belphegor, beelzebub, asmodeus, satan, leviathan, mammon, lucifer, barbatos, diavolo, solomon

pairing(s): simeon/reader but it accidentally becomes everyone/simeon’s boyfriend at some point whoops (this ended up as a pretty big block of text as a result so please let me know if you have difficulty reading it so that i can try to format it better!)

warning(s): nope!

genre: fluff!!!! fluff everywhere!!!!!!!!!

simeon thinks you’re the cutest goddamn thing in all three realms

you may be six foot four inches of muscle but to him that is six foot four inches of ADORABLE

you’re very strong so he likes to just run and jump up at you from behind and wrap his arms around your neck because he knows you won’t be fazed by it (physically anyways, emotionally is another story)

the other angels always gasp when he does this in public because it’s so far from his usual ‘poised and elegant’ thing but how is simeon NOT supposed to climb all over you like a koala when you’re so big and huggable???

simeon just really loves jumping at you like that okay

because every time he does you’ll just pause for a second and look very confused as to why your back has suddenly gotten heavier, and then you’ll turn your head, and your smile and excited little ‘simeon!!’ is to DIE for

he has to be incredibly upfront with you about what he wants because otherwise you will not understand

he has to say, word for word, “i want to sleep in the same bed as you every day” before you actually realise that that’s what he meant

the whole exchange kind of went like this:

simeon, being sappy at like seven in the morning: “i want to wake up like this all the time from now on”

you: “??? do you want me to come lie down next to you before you wake up tomorrow morning?”

simeon: “no, for the whole night”

you: “you want to wake up like this for the whole night??”

simeon: [sighs]

he also often has to be the one taking charge when it comes to physical affection  

like you’re always willing to give him hugs and carry him around and let him sleep sprawled out on your chest like a starfish and give him kisses but half the time simeon has to ask you because for some reason you just won’t do it on your own???

at one point simeon starts getting a little insecure that you don’t actually really like physical affection and are just going along with it for him

because he’s a sensible angel, he brings this up with you before jumping to conclusions

he was not prepared for you to reply that you always wait for him to confirm that he wants affection because you’re afraid that you’ll accidentally hurt him with your strength if you go for it by yourself

simeon doesn’t cry a lot but dear god did he come close that day

after that it’s just hand holding and hugs and forehead kisses galore from you and simeon couldn’t be happier

now, it’s time for a bit of backstory

you were created purely to fight during the big celestial war, which is why you are so Beefy and Stupid

the beefy is because they needed you to be both strong and intimidating, while the stupid is because they didn’t create you with anything but fist fighting in mind

during the war you were a force to be reckoned with because you could just run at and headbutt a demon and they’d immediately be flung straight out of the skies and back into the devildom

and, even better, this meant that you didn’t have to kill anyone! you could just punt them so hard that they’d be flung out of the realm where the battle’s taking place entirely

once the war was over though they didn’t really know what to do with you

you were basically just this giant baby who didn’t know how to do anything but war

so they just dumped you in a garden and told you to take care of the flowers

which was how simeon originally met you! he was taking a walk around the gardens and saw you crying over a tree that you accidentally snapped in half with your big clumsy hands

now, simeon wasn’t one to believe in love at first sight, but HOLY FUCK

if he hadn’t already been an angel in the celestial realm he’d have thought you were some divine being from the heavens

anyway long story short simeon consoled you and started helping you take care of the garden, taught you how to live a life in times of peace, spent entire nights just lying awake and thinking about your smile and your laugh and how warm your hands look to hold and how it would feel to hug you, and finally managed to confess to you without you misconstruing it as just a Friendly Act of Kindness, and now you two are the proud holders of the title Cutest Couple in The Universe

granted only asmo calls you two that but you’ll take it

speaking of asmo allow me to segue this to the rad exchange programme era

you get so sad when simeon tells you he’ll have to leave for a year

your face falls when he breaks the news and your voice is all lost and quiet when you ask, ‘does that mean i can’t see you?’

simeon is absolutely devastated

it’s like a thousand puppies and kittens are being murdered right in front of him

he nearly cries (when i say nearly i mean he does)

but he can’t back out of the exchange program now, and one year isn’t THAT much for beings that live for possibly forever, so in the end, giving you a giant hug and about a million kisses to make up for the ones you’ll miss over the coming year, simeon leaves for the devildom

he makes it about a month and a half without you before he starts getting all mopey

and you’re not doing much better up in the celestial realm

michael actually has to message simeon and ask him how to deal with you because you spend every day dejectedly shuffling around the gardens that you take care of and it’s making everyone sad just looking at you

simeon reads that message and immediately decides that either he’s going back to the celestial realm or you’re coming down to the devildom

the authorities are a little cautious about it because you’re one of the purest angels they have and they really don’t want you getting corrupted by demons

but simeon assures them that the few demons that you’ll actually be having contact with wouldn’t do that, and you’ll be under both his and lord diavolo’s protection

so you end up being allowed to join simeon in the devildom for his exchange year!!!

honestly with the way the two of you react when you see each other again you’d think you hadn’t seen each other in years

simeon runs up to you and jumps straight into your arms and you spin him around in a big hug and ahhhhhhhh it’s like a teen romance movie but with an actually compelling relationship

and so you move into his bedroom (because of course you’re still going to share one down here) and take up a temporary position as a gardener to take up time since you can’t really do school

pros: simeon now gets to see you every day again and you look very cute bustling around the devildom’s fancy gardens with a watering can and wheelbarrow. also he gets to watch you lift an entire shed and it’s the best thing he’s ever seen

cons: the others are all basically in love with you now as well

simeon’s torn between ‘why wouldn’t they be, he’s literally the most perfect being ever’ and ‘what the fuck, that’s MY boyfriend’

belphie likes you because you are similar to beel and you’re also warm and big and strong so he can take naps on you and you won’t be bothered in the slightest

one day simeon sees belphie just jump onto your back and start sleeping there while you’re crouched in the garden doing some weeding and he’s so stunned by the sheer audacity that he forgets to be mad about it

honestly you don’t really notice that belphie is sleeping on you until you go to get up and feel something move on your back

and then, being the dumb precious idiot you are, you just lie face first there on the lawn so that he can carry on sleeping without being disturbed

consequence: simeon nearly cries at your sweetness but is also incredibly jealous and belphie is now having Feelings that he didn’t sign up for

beel meanwhile isn’t sure how to feel about you at first because he kind of feels like you’re stealing his twin all the time, but then you make him your special candied fruits (from produce that you grew yourself) and he loves you from that point forward

also PLEASE share your workout routine with him he wants to know your secret

it turns out that you don’t really have a workout routine?? you were just made like that

though the constant exercise and heavy lifting and stuff you do as part of your daily garden-care routine (you take care of basically all of the gardens back in the celestial realm) helps as well

he’s a bit disappointed but he does like that you can pick him up without any effort

one time he asked if you were capable of it and without missing a beat you went ‘let’s find out!’ and straight up swept him off his feet

beel was fucking screaming on the inside but no can’t feel feelings that’s simeon’s boyfriend

meanwhile asmo… okay we all know the way asmo is

boy took one look at you and immediately started drooling (figuratively anyway. physically his jaw just dropped)

kudos to him though, he backs off with the flirting as soon as simeon informs everyone that you’re his partner

asmo may be the avatar of lust but he is no home wrecker (he still finds an excuse to hug you every time he sees you though because awooga, muscles)

(he does know his boundaries so simeon doesn’t mind too much)

asmo also very likes the fact that you have such a green thumb because it means you can grow the prettiest flowers and you’re always willing to trim him a few to use as accessories

at some point simeon accidentally eavesdrops in on a conversation between the two of you where you’re just gushing about what kind of flowers he likes and how you’re going to plant them everywhere in the devildom because you like it when he smiles when he sees them

CRITICAL HIT!!!!!

simeon is pretty sure he combusts on the spot, while asmo is just squealing

thus was the origin of the title ‘Cutest Couple in the Universe’

satan on the other hand is mostly disinterested in you at first

the two of you live in pretty different worlds even if you live within the a five minutes’ walk of each other. he prefers to stay locked up in his room or the library and just curl up with a good book or ten for hours on end, while you’re always outside, digging flower beds and pruning bushes and cleaning fences and walls and basically doing every other little bit of manual labour that none of the brothers could be bothered to do before

he does note that you’re pretty good at what you do but that’s about it

until one day

you’re just pottering about in the garden outside the house of lamentation doing your angelic gardener thing when the stray cat that satan’s secretly been feeding for the past month or so comes by for its usual afternoon meal

satan has the window overlooking the garden so he quickly spots its ginger fur as well as you staring directly at it, and he immediately panics because what if you scare it away with your intimidating stature???

(yes, part of the reason satan doesn’t acknowledge you before this is because he was kind of scared of you and your muscles that he heard could punt beings out of entire realms back in your hey-day)

so he quickly dumps his book (though not without carefully bookmarking his place first) and rushes down to the garden in hopes of salvaging the situation, only to find you lying face first on the grass once again, though this time it’s not his little brother on your back

it’s the cat, who is purring like a little motor and aggressively kneading its paws against your back

satan can’t even see your face in this moment but he still basically gets cupid-shot in the heart because this is the cutest thing he’s ever seen

he has to force himself to calm down for a bit before he approaches lest he get overexcited and accidentally incur simeon’s wrath in the process

anyway after that satan makes a beeline for you every time he sees you and learns that you are an Absolute Idiot, but it just makes him like you even more

if satan was intimidated by you at first though, levi is downright terrified

you look like you could snap him in half with a single punch

he doesn’t try to talk to you at all for the first few weeks because how could he possibly find common ground to talk to you about?? you probably hunt dragons and eat rocks or something in your spare time

it isn’t until satan brings you up one day and mentions that you are incredibly dumb of the ass and probably couldn’t hurt a fly even if you tried that levi even entertains the idea of befriending you

he’s still not making the first move though

but it turns out that he doesn’t have to! one day you just show up at his bedroom door holding a giant crate of his latest akuzon haul

turns it got dropped off at the local post office after traffic problems and you volunteered to go pick it up and bring it back

anyway levi thanks you and starts unpacking his stuff, expecting you to leave in silence, but then he looks over and sees you just standing in front of his tv and staring at it

he’d been playing some battle platformer to pass the time before you showed up, and while levi himself doesn’t consider it particularly remarkable, you’re absolutely fascinated

being a gardener in the celestial realm you’ve never really had experience with this kind of thing, and you’re even more tech-illiterate than simeon, so what you’re seeing is basically like magic to you

so levi takes it upon himself to teach you as much about the art of gaming as he can in the short span of the next four hours before simeon gets home from a meeting of some kind and you inevitably immediately run off to greet him

you learn the basics relatively quickly but you’re still pretty awful at it

levi loses count of the amount of times you’ve accidentally run right off the end of the platform and fallen to your death once it reaches thirty two

it’s pretty much the most he’s laughed in, like, forever

congratulations! you have gained a new member in your party! levi will now follow you to the ends of the earth because you are the first person he feels like he can just be totally at ease around without being judged at all and just have fun with

(once, after you leave another gaming session to go cuddle with your boyfriend in the garden, levi catches himself thinking that ‘it isn’t fair that simeon gets to date him’ and has to do some serious self assessment)

mammon meanwhile has none of the reverence for you that his brother does

the amount of times he’s tried to rope you into his money-making schemes (which never work because he fails to realise that you are incapable of doing anything malicious in the slightest) is honestly just embarrassing at this point

simeon has to step in more than a couple of times because honestly mammon could ask you for your wallet and you’d probably just give it to him without another thought

that being said your wallet wouldn’t be much use because you never have any money

you just don’t understand the concept of exchanging money for goods and/or services so you never see any need for it

that being said, simeon does give you some money every time you go out into town on your own because something will inevitably catch your eye and you’ll suddenly realise that you just cannot live without it

the thing is simeon spoils you ridiculously so he always gives you way more money than would be considered a reasonable allowance

which means all mammon has to do is tag along and ask you nicely and you’ll probably buy him anything he wants

he does this a couple of times but then stops because he actually starts feeling bad about it

something just doesn’t sit right with him when he’s walking around with a bunch of shiny new things you’ve bought him with money that was meant to be spent on you while the only thing you’ve bought of your own volition is a pack of chocolate lollipops shaped like rabbits to share with simeon and luke

he may be the demonic avatar of greed but even he has a line that he won’t cross

he makes up for it by buying you things instead

nothing too expensive (he’s still mammon after all), just little things like sweets or bulbs for flowers you haven’t tried planting yet or food colouring for you to use for your candied fruits

speaking of those candied fruits, guess who loves and would probably kill a man for them?

lucifer

man may not seem like it but he has a hell of a sweet tooth

there was a bit of tension between the two of you when you first met (well there was tension from lucifer anyway) because he’d never met you like he had simeon and luke and had no idea what you were like

plus he’d heard about how you’re everyone’s favourite now back in the celestial realm and the little piece of him that still misses his life as an angel is a little petty about it

but then he interacts with you more and he realises that that favouritism is absolutely deserved

he will not admit it but he has wondered what being carried by you would feel like on multiple occasions

figures out how to read you really well which isn’t much of an achievement when you wear every single feeling you have on your sleeve but it still brings him a bit of satisfaction when he notices something that simeon doesn’t

he may be a pridey mcprideface but he is willing to give up a bit of that pride by pretending he can’t carry something heavy so that he can watch you do it

simeon acts like he doesn’t notice this but he absolutely does and he doesn’t know if he should tease lucifer about it or whack him over the head with a newspaper for it

all that aside though, much like simeon,  lucifer also thinks you’re just the cutest

he comes across you building a pillow fortress in the middle of the house of lamentation’s living room one day and is understandably like “what are you doing in my house and what are you doing with those pillows”

you explain very seriously that satan asked you for help in an apparently pre-arranged pillow fight with mammon and that every warrior needs a well-protected base of operations and offer to show him all the optimised battle features somehow recreated from nothing but cushions and blankets and chairs 

lucifer’s heart goes d o k i  d o k i

he also has experience with Big and Dumb men from dealing with both beel and diavolo (when the three of you are together it’s just himbo3) so the stupid doesn’t bother him much

speaking of diavolo (wow i am nailing all of these transitions from character to character look at me go)

this man is basically just a grown up golden retriever boy and you are a big gentle st. bernard so the two of you get along like a house on fire

you’ve seen how much this man gushes about lucifer. now imagine that times a thousand

that is how he talks about you

honestly sometimes you’d think HE’S the one dating you

simeon would probably get defensive if he didn’t get so much whiplash from their conversations about you

diavolo: “i must say, i never would have pinned [name] as being your type”

simeon, ready to Fucking Brawl: “excuse me?”

diavolo: “though i don’t blame you, have you seen his page in that book about the celestial war? the illustration does his true beauty no justice, of course, but it’s enchanting in and of itself. to be honest i’d have loved to have seen him in action during the war, i imagine it would have been quite breath-taking to see”

simeon: “…what”

barbatos is usually just there in the background during half of these exchanges and he has to seriously stiffen up his poker face to resist just bursting into laughter

the other half of the time the conversation is just simeon and diavolo going back and forth gushing about you

barbatos honestly dislikes you a bit at first

not for any personal faults of your own! it’s just that all your garden work + your very forgetful mind means that you’re often tracking dirt everywhere

it doesn’t help that diavolo keeps inviting you over to the castle for tea and a chat and half the time you leave these big footprints on the floor and he wants to cry because he just spent four hours mopping that

he mentions it to diavolo in passing at one point, who then passes the message on to simeon

barbatos kind of gets concerned for himself because he knows simeon does not take well to you being insulted (one time a demon at the r.a.d. called you an ‘unintelligent buffoon’ and he was ready to start a fist fight right then and there)

not that it was an insult, but you never know how love can blind you to reason

but simeon just assures him not to worry and tells you to remember to clean your shoes as well as changing clothes after doing some gardening

normally you’d forget being told these things within a few hours but simeon offers to give you a kiss every time you remember to do this so now you remember every single time you’re about to enter a building after doing some gardening

after that barbatos holds no ill will to you at all

he teaches you how to bake and is honestly so endeared by how clumsy you get in the kitchen

you knock an entire container of salt into the cake mix by accident because your hands are too big and you moved too fast and barbatos is just like 🥺

he low-key babies you even though he’s like an entire two heads shorter than you

you don’t mind though because getting babied by barbatos means you get given all sorts of cakes and sweets all the time

simeon isn’t sure how to feel about it but it doesn’t seem to be the patronising kind of babying (it’s more of an affectionate doting) so he lets it happen

what he doesn’t let happen is solomon’s relentless attempts to feed you his food

you are both too dumb and too nice to realise just how bad his cooking is, but simeon knows you have a sensitive stomach and are actually a pretty fussy eater - you just tend to stay quiet when something isn’t to your liking because you don’t want to complain

having had a sample of solomon’s food himself in the past, he knows that you’ll probably get sick eating it, and he doesn’t want you to be uncomfy so he refuses to let you try even a bite

it’s like he has a radar in his head that goes off every time solomon approaches you will a bowl of ‘noodle soup’ that looks more like something he’s fished out of a nuclear waste tank

solomon, when he’s not trying to indirectly poison you, is probably the guy you spend the most time with apart from simeon and luke

he’ll just hang around nearby with a spell book while you do your gardening and show you some neat little magic tricks every now and then

he tries to help with the gardening but he’s not exactly physically strong and he nearly breaks his back trying to lift a giant bag of compost

so he decides it’s probably better for him to just watch from afar

kind of wants to conduct an experiment to see just how much weight you can lift before you start getting tired

one time he sees you cut down a whole tree with one hard swat of your hand and just walk off carrying it over your shoulder and he has to take several deep breaths

luke knew you already, so not much changes while you’re in the devildom

he really wants to learn to make candied fruits the same way you do but he can never get the hang of boiling the sugar mixture to the right heat and consistency (plus he’s kind of scared of how hot it gets)

you like to just carry him around on your shoulders and while luke would normally bristle at being treated like a child, you act like this with nearly everyone

(once he sees you running around the garden with diavolo of all people perched on your shoulders, arms raised in the air like he’s on a rollercoaster ride, and he nearly passes out on the spot)

he seriously adores you and acts like a guard dog whenever he feels like any of the others are trying to take advantage of your dim-witted naïveté because NO demons are allowed to harm his big brother like that

he will also chase them off with a stick if he has to if they get too close because no being is allowed to even remotely try to disrupt your relationship with simeon 

simeon himself is no fool, and he’s well aware of the effect you have on pretty much everyone you come across, but he trusts them because they’re his friends

besides (and he isn’t being cocky or anything), it’s not like the relationship you have with them even holds a candle to what you have with him

they’ve all known you for less than a year, he’s loved you for nearly two millennia

they might be allowed take naps on your back while you work or be carried about on your shoulders, but do they get to spend every night snuggled up in your arms, feeling your chest rise and fall with every breath you take? no, he doesn’t think so

in conclusion: one day himbos like you will probably take over the world with their big muscles and unwavering loyalty and clueless grins that could make anyone’s heart skip a beat, and simeon’s pretty sure he’d be okay with it

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not @ me logging into tumblr and seeing choices mlm vs women discourse again

[jeysthrowaway]

I keep seeing ppl talk about the MC needing to be female due to the Manga and such already including a Male MC or even Trans/NB MC from what I know. The reasoning I hear for having a Female MC in the anime is that it would be more inclusive toward the female audience.

This doesn't matter as much when it comes to the debate but what's not really talked about is how a ton of the fandom already favors Female MC and commonly creates Female MC content as to be expected with games like Twisted Wonderland which is filled with mainly well-designed men. In comparison, Male MC content isn't as common.

When it comes to the anime, inserting an MC would be difficult as they would need a set appearance. It's nearly impossible to be inclusive to everyone because there are various things that make a person, such as Size, Height, Skin tone, Voice etc. Not to mention the MC's gender. It would make more sense to try and avoid the thing all together, like a shrimp plush as a lot of the fandom has decided to show the MC as. Similarly to how the Obey Me anime has done a great job at managing the person-insert inclusive thing with the Obey Me sheep in both the Manga and Anime. (This idea was brought to me by a certain someone that I shall reblog thier post.) Personally I'm thinking this is the best way to go about it. Because although the MC could be questioned about being a fucking shrimp, just as ppl question and point out Grim being a monster, it would avoid the gender and inclusiveness topic entirely. This would also help fit with Floyd calling us "Shrimpy" and if you're wondering about how the actions of the MC could be played as, if you've seen the way the plush Tsums moved and expressed themselves, that's how it can be portrayed I suppose.

Now, the problem here is that Night Raven College IS an all-boys school. Both Ace and Duece had questioned Lillia and Epel about their gender/age/appearance at first and questioned their place at the school. Now imagine the MC clearly appearing Female. It'd be weird for them to question Lillia and Epel, but not the supposed MC. In the game, the topic was easy to avoid simply because the MC is never shown or implied to have a certain gender. If not for a character-insert symbol approach. It's pretty possible that the MC would end up Male.

If anything, they would create a character like Epel or Lillia, where they look somewhere in the middle of the Male-Female Spectrum and you can't decisively tell what their gender is. With this approach they could avoid the talk about their gender and appearance in general and refer to the MC with They/Them pronouns just like the game. But again, this would easily still lead to the question of why MC was not questioned by Ace and Deuce when Epel and Lillia were.

Overall I highly doubt they'd make the MC Female. But we won't know until it is shown. So don't take my word for it.

Feel free to comment or ask about this, even if it's an opposing opinion. I like a good conversation about this and the game in general. Just don't be disrespectful.

[anonymousbeefriendfanfics]

Come Hither Continued (Fem Version)

Fandom: Fictif Last Legacy

Pairing: Felix x MC (female genitalia, no pronouns. Male genitalia version is here)

Content Warnings: HUGE spoilers for Felix's Chapter 12, oh, and it's basically all sex! This is my take on if the scene had continued after the fade to black.

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“Maybe you should call it quits, go to bed early–” I suggested, fully expecting to repeat similar comments several times before Felix finally gave in and went to sleep. As expected, he just looked up at me from his spot at the desk in his room at Blackthorn Hall, raising an eyebrow.

“Go to bed early? I couldn’t possibly fall asleep again, not when the night is so young.” As if to emphasize his point, he drains the teacup he’d been sipping on.

“So, what then? C’mon, this is our first study-free night in ages. There’s gotta be something you want to do.”

In response, Felix pops a sliver of strawberry into his mouth. He’s silent for several seconds, thinking.

“Sure you don’t need to rest?” I asked gently, knowing how much he’d hated being stuck in bed– and then I had another idea. “How about I run you a nice hot bath? You select the oil, I’ll grab one of those big fluffy towels you like.”

Felix shadows me as I head for the door. “I don’t want to take a bath!” I reach for the door, but pause, glancing back at him. He’s looking at me with big, pleading eyes, as though he wasn’t half asleep mere minutes ago.

“Then what do you want?”

He lets out a nervous little laugh, and I offer him a reassuring smile.

“I can think of a few things the two of us could do here, alone,” he said, oh-so-casually. A lump forms in my throat. Did he hear himself? Apparently not. Sensing my surprise and blushing, he adds quickly, “You– you asked if there was anything I wanted, and… All I can think of is you. You’re on my mind every waking hour. I ache terribly for you.”

Oh. “You what?” I’m not sure I heard him right with all the blood rushing in my ears.

Clearly flustered, he continues. “I-I meant that I want to be with you! I want you to hold me, and touch me, and… and I realize that this must all sound very silly.”

Just as quickly as he opened up, he’s withdrawing again, shrinking in on himself. The sight makes my heart ache, and before he can say any more, I surge forward and kiss him. He locks up at first, clearly surprised, but once the tension has bled from him, I ease back. “I couldn’t have said it any better myself. I feel the same way, Felix.”

“Really?” It’s harder to tell what’s making him blush harder: my proximity or my words. Still, there’s a sense of lingering doubt in the way his breath stutters and lashes dip.

“I adore you,” I told him softly, cupping his cheek. “I know we haven’t had a lot of time to ourselves lately, but I’m happy every moment I get to be with you.”

Felix whispers my name, his hand fluttering to his chest where the lines of the mark gleam like an old scar in the dim light. “The fault lies with me. Every waking moment since my resurrection I’ve spent chasing after answers–”

I gave him another quick kiss, cutting him off. “It’s not your fault. And I really don’t mind. I love spending time with you. It’s just…” I lick my lips, wondering just how blunt I should be, before I decide to just be honest with him. “Sometimes I look at you while you’re reading, and I wish you’d crack me open like one of your books.”

Felix just stares at me for a long moment, and I can practically see him struggling to compute what I’ve just said. “...Come again?”

I groan. Okay, maybe that wasn’t the best example… Let’s try that again. “Do you know how hard it is to focus on all this magical technobable whenever it’s just the two of us? Alone?”

This time, Felix’s eyes widen gradually as the meaning of my words dawns on him. His throat bobs, and his blush has returned full-force.

He still hasn’t said anything, so I added softly, “I guess what I’m trying to say is, I miss having fun with you. There’s so many things I’ve been dreaming of doing…” Like pinning him against a wall and kissing him senseless, or tying him up the way he’s hinted at so many times… I reach out, tracing the path of the mark from the pit of his collarbone down, to its center. His heart thrums beneath my palm, and I smirk slightly at the effect I have on him.

At first, Felix is so quiet I fear I’ve startled him. Then, he reaches past me, never once taking his eyes off of mine as he flicks the door’s lock shut. “Care to show me what exactly you had in mind?”

My heart leaps as Felix takes a step backward. He crooks his finger, beckoning me to follow him to the bed. Despite his obvious intent, I find myself flailing, suddenly nervous. I’ve waited so long for this, I’m not even sure what to say. “I’m guessing that’s a ‘no’ to the bath?” Oh, gods, that’s stupid.

“If a bath is still what you desire… well, I can’t very well bathe in my clothes, now can I?” Felix replied, smirking at me in a way I’ve never seen before. I can’t help it, I let out a surprised little laugh and follow.

Felix gazes up at me from his perch on the side of the bed. For all his teasing, he twiddles nervously with the ends of his hair. “I could really use a hand here.” He gestures airily at his overly complicated ensemble.

Huh, he didn’t need help earlier when he stripped in front of me, but I don’t need an excuse to enjoy this. The topmost belt opens easily. The corset, however… “As much as I love the new look, you really haven’t made this easy for me.”

“I’m sure you will manage somehow,” he teased, smiling softly up at me.

While I struggle to guide a slippery lace through a narrow eyelet, Felix watches me. He’s so still, I might think he was entirely unaffected were it not for the heat in his eyes. Ordinarily a soft shade of gray, now they’re nearly black.

“How did you even put this on?”

Felix hisses when I accidentally draw the cinch tighter. “Very, very carefully.”

Finally, the top laces loosen. My heart soars, until I see just how many eyelets remain tightly woven. I sigh.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” I glance up at the sound of his voice to find Felix smirking at me, and nothing makes me happier than kissing that smirk off of his face.

Felix makes a soft, surprised noise when my teeth graze his bottom lip. He pulls back, but lingers a breath away from me. “Don’t stop.”

Despite the tremble in his voice, Felix parts his legs, inviting me closer. I follow him, crawling over the edge of the bed to straddle his thigh. He guides my hands lower to the next unfastened buckle. But by now, I’m well past the point of patience.

Felix moans in surprise when my fingers sink into the fine hair at the nape of his neck and tug. He manages to peel open his belt while baring his throat to me. But with each bruise I suck on the crook of his neck, his attempts to undress grow more clumsy. “Ngh, that’s it!” He gasps, and I bite down lightly on his neck.

He finally abandons the pretense of helplessness. The corset and belts come off, and I pull back slightly to give him some room. Once he’s flung his shirt across the bed, he leans back on his elbows and gazes up at me. Even flustered and disheveled, he’s a vision splayed beneath me. His dark hair pools on the embroidered sheets. Half-lidded eyes glint brightly in the lamplight. That beautiful, furious blush staining his cheeks and working its way down to his shoulders.

When our eyes meet, he speaks so softly as to whisper, “I want you to do with me as you wish.” Felix cups my face in his hands. He gently pulls me close enough to feel his breath flutter. “I’m yours tonight and every night, so long as you’ll have me.”

His words have my heart hammering. My answer is a kiss, slow and soft. Felix’s lips part eagerly as he sinks into the pile of pillows scattered below the headboard.

He twists his hands into my clothes and tugs, growing more impatient by the second, and I indulge him, letting him help me undress. “Always,” I whisper when our lips part as he pulls my shirt over my head, gentle despite his impatience. “I’ll always have you, Felix.”

He smiles up at me lovingly, a moment of soft admiration breaking through the lust. Even after so long, he needs to hear it, a promise that I am his and I’ll never, ever leave him. Then, resting one hand on the back of my neck, he pulls me into another kiss. It starts out soft and slow, but rapidly becomes much more heated. His hands roam across my bare skin as I work on his pants, leaving him panting and moaning into my lips as my hands stray lower, rubbing against the bulge rapidly forming there.

I want him so badly, but I can’t resist dragging this out a little. I’ve only just touched him, and already he’s so worked up, so desperate… After a few moments longer of teasing him, he breaks the kiss, head falling back against the pillows. “Gods, just– don’t stop. Please.” His shaking hands find their way to my waist, ridding me of my pants in a swift tug, and I finally pull his the rest of the way off as well, shoving the clothes to the floor.

Rapidly losing my patience as well, I moved to straddle him again, the both of us naked this time. Felix gasped at the contact, his hips jerking against mine. I leaned down, pressing my body against his, and I kissed him again– hard. One of his hands tangled in my hair, tuggling lightly to test my reaction, then a little harder when I moaned in response, taking the opportunity to drag his tongue along my bottom lip, silently asking permission. I eagerly accepted, deepening the kiss.

Before long, I lose myself in the slide of his tongue against mine, the balm of his cool hands on my heated skin, the subtly sweet taste of him, the way we were grinding against one another, desperately seeking friction.

Eventually, I broke the kiss, pushing myself up to change positions slightly. “Ready?” I panted, stroking him with my hand for a moment.

“Of co-haaah, oh gods, yes,” he moaned, eyes fluttering shut as he bit down on his lip.

Swallowing nervously, I nodded, slowly easing myself down onto him. His hips twitched and he groaned, one hand grasping the pillow in a death grip as he fought to stay still, determined not to hurt me. For a moment, I waited, adjusting to him as I peppered his chest and shoulders with kisses, listening to his shuddering breaths and half-strangled whimpers.

Slowly, I began moving against him, and he moaned again, louder this time. Rocking his hips against mine, he looked up at me with half-lidded eyes, pupils blown wide with lust. “ Ahh- h-haah… Kiss me,” he whispered, tugging me back down against him. I happily obliged, and we soon fell into a rhythm of kissing and rocking our hips against one another. It started out slow, but rapidly picked up speed as we gave into our desires, desperately needing more of each other.

Before long, we weren’t even kissing– I had moved back to his neck, sucking and biting on every sensitive spot I could find. Felix had given up on trying to keep it down, becoming completely consumed by the pleasure and passion. In between the wordless moans and gasps of my name, he was saying words I couldn’t understand– Velan, most likely, though he occasionally switched back to English, sometimes mid-sentence.

With how worked up we both were, it wasn’t long at all before I could feel the pressure building, and judging by the way Felix was whimpering beneath me, and the erratic bucking of his hips, he was getting close too. One of his hands tangled in my hair, tugging firmly, pulling me away from his neck. He said something in Velan, paused for a moment– forcing his brain to remember how to speak in a way I’d understand– and then he tried again. “I-I can’t,” he gasped, moaning again as my hips came down a little more forcefully against his. “I c-can’t take it, I’m– i-if you don’t stop k-kissing my neck–- haaah, gods– I’m… I won’t l-last much longer.”

He was stammering, whimpering, his body shaking from pleasure as his fingertips dug into my hip, a thin sheen of sweat glistening in the light of the lamp. It was too much, and my hips started uncontrollably bucking harder against his. He gasped, looking up at me with wide eyes before moaning louder, his control beginning to slip as well.

“Ahh, gods, Felix, I’m–” I managed before breaking off with a shuddering gasp as he slipped his left hand between us, adding more stimulation and pushing me over the edge. I cried out in sheer bliss, hips jerking harder against him as the pleasure flooded me, overwhelming.

Felix whimpered beneath me, twitching as I throbbed around him, clinging to the last bit of control he had- and then I moaned his name, as I began to come down from the high of my orgasm, and that was the last straw.

His hips began to jerk against mine again, desperate and erratic. “Aahhh-haaah, I’m– s-so close, I can’t– ah, oh gods, I’m– I’m gonna–!!” He broke off, crying out my name as his eyes fluttered shut, throwing his head back against the pillows as he came undone in my arms, shaking from the sheer pleasure of it all.

For a long moment, everything was silent other than the sounds of our panting as we caught our breath. Slowly, I moved off of him, flopping onto the bed and using a spell to clean us both up. Felix immediately rolled over, cuddling into my side and looking at me with the most lovestruck look I’ve ever seen. “That was… amazing,” he praised softly, grinning as he pressed a kiss to my neck.

I wrapped an arm around his waist, holding him close and pressing a kiss to his temple. He sighed contentedly, resting his head against my shoulder and closing his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep as I played with his hair and murmured lovingly to him.

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[arcadejohn127-9]

In light of the newest characters being revealed! (I don't know much and don't mind leaks or spoilers but I just haven't found alot yet) I will now speak and be alive on this Tumblr once more

Do I want new characters? Yes and no. I love an extensive character cast with a big story. Characters are a great way to learn about the world we are in, things about other character's we never knew and of course it's a dating game so new people to seduce.

But we already got the 7 brothers as Romance options which I already got issues with how it's done (but also applaud it's fluidity with romance) and it already gets messy with just 7 men constantly trying to win your affection

Then you have the 4 new datables with the other characters now trying to swoop in and get your loving.

It's alot. I don't know many dating games that have this big of a romance list. I'm sure this big cast has been done before but I play alot of phone otome games where they don't make the cast of guys very expansive.

I'm guessing it's going to be a demon, a human and an angel to keep it fair.

I see alot of people are upset there's a fem character now and idk maybes it's the het side of the fandom or something but I'm going to stick with the happy people.

They're disappointed or mad that MC is going to be replaced?? Or she's going to be a villain which the villian one, valid - we don't need the one female we can actually see and get to know to be a sterotype.

And from what we've seen, alot of females in obey me are done dirty. Its hard to think of a woman in obey me that wasn't either bitchy at first or is just always horrible to one of our boys.

So I do fear for the new female love interest but this is on the assumption that she is female and isn't just AFAB but identifies as Something different. But even if that is the case, I do think they'll get that treatment due to being AFAB.

But when i hear about these complaints all I can think of is -

"she'll replace MC"

It's a dating game, WE'RE the protagonist, it's dumb to replace your MC for a new last minute add on character who is confirmed to be a NEW DATING OPTION

"it's a woman! She's going to steal the boys from us"

Pretty misogynistic to think just because she is what we assume female she's going to be evil and a man stealer.

Like - they are all confirmed to be love interests. They're not going to give a damn shit about the boys, we are what they want. Sure in the beginning it won't be like that but that was for every character.

Also all the characters are love rivals to each other. None of them WANT to share you and other than the twins, seem over joyed to not be able to have just you.

Of course depending on how you play you could be very much monogamist with your boyfriend but that doesn't change the fact all of them love you and want you to themselves and date you without the offers getting involved.

It's a continuous ring of cock blocking and these new characters will join it. ALL of them will be new cock blocks to pursing your love interest. Sometimes they are their own cockblock.

I honestly don't care for these characters at the moment. So far they are just figures and until we actually meet and see them and learn more - I won't care for their existence.

I'm bi, I'm glad to finally have a game where you can date women, men and hopefully non-binary people. Those are the types of people I'm attracted to so fuck yeah!

But I was very content with just males. I definitely lean more to being attracted to mostly men than anything else.

But the new additions weren't for me. It was for the voices who whilst somewhat content having loads of guys but would prefer a woman. Or would of liked to see their own gender represented in a very large male cast.

Those are the people the Devs are trying to appeal to and I have 0 problem with that. I'm glad they listened to people. Who knows these new characters could make us whipped as soon as they're revealed. We'll find out when they're done.

What do you guys think?

Edit: they've been revealed to be non-binary and revealed to be called thirteen (I made this post before knowing that and already made another post about it)

[bookofmirth]

hey!! do u happen to know if sjm has done any interviews like deep diving into acotar, acomaf, acowar or acofas?

idk i feel like we glossed over acosf way too quickly ?? like i need interviewers to stop asking about elriel and ask questions about feysand and about nessian like they never get talked about in interviews anymore !!!! i need to know why cassian doesn’t say i love u or why nesta was the 2nd female mc to lose her powers in the acotar series when no male character ever has !!

i feel like i need the interviewers to be asking the juicy questions instead of just elriel this azriel that like at least ask about elucien from time to time 💀💀

i know sjm doesn’t owe us any insights or explanations but i used to feel so much more connected to the series when she would answer questions on facebook and random cute questions about the couples or why she made the writing choices she did, now it’s all who’s azriel going to end up with like girl i couldn’t care less !!!!

anyway the release of acosf is a literal fever dream like even in the interviews ABOUT acosf the interviews were just hounding on az ?? and gwynriel or elriel ?? like god damn i need some archeron sister questions like feyre is never mentioned and she’s the literal mc ??

it really makes me feel like acosf just exists as a gateway for sjm to add lore that made the crossover possible. everything nesta did (dread troves etc) was literally just connecting acotar to cc more. really makes me sad to see nesta’s story be glossed over like that and then end up powerless as well and then we got no interview questions at all with sjm talking about her !!! it’s so frustrating to see feyre and nesta brushed to the side in interviews all the time i need more content about them

anyway if elain gets the same treatment as nesta in her book where she just has a half assed story i’m gonna be reallll mad 😭😭😭😭😭

Hello! Basically yes, she has talked more about the actual substance of her books in the past, but pre-COVID, those things weren't usually recorded. You just had to either go to the event yourself, and/or someone would make a really big post with a recap of the events. There are still some floating around here. They always got lots of notes because it was our main way of getting news from events.

EDIT - I meant to also say that I went to the Tower of Dawn event in London in 2017 and during that, she talked about her process of writing Chaol's trauma and stuff. So yeah, she does talk about these things! It's just not as easy to access that info for books pre-acosf.

I was disappointed in a lot of the acosf events :( I know that she talked about how her own experiences fueled Nesta's journey, which is okay, fine, so I guess you don't actually self-destruct in the way that Nesta did because that was like nowhere in acosf. Good to know, I guess. I would love more about Nesta and Cassian and how she decided to create their journey with them having so much tension (and sometimes downright hostility) but I guess we have to fill in the blanks ourselves.

now it’s all who’s azriel going to end up with like girl i couldn’t care less !!!!

Honestly, same haha! The fandom has sucked so much of the joy out of this series for me, my fucks are critically low. For Az especially. Yeah I have my clear preferences for what happens, but at the end of the day? I am experiencing an increasing amount of Do Not Give A Fuck. For so many reasons. This series is like crack, and I mean that in the most affectionate and derogatory ways.

it’s so frustrating to see feyre and nesta brushed to the side in interviews all the time i need more content about them

I would add that in addition to a lot of stuff lately just being about the crossover, she talks about the sex in the books just... too much for my tastes. I don't give a shit about wingspan. The sex talk is fine generally, but it annoys me when it *replaces* discussions of stuff like... the pregnancy plot. Or Nesta's drinking. Or how Feyre is finding herself in the role of High Lady. Or where Elain's head is at.

Re: Elain, I am hoping that by the time we get there, all of the logistics of the crossover are well established and won't distract from her story. A girl can dream.

[toutallyahoe]

The thing that drives me insane is that when i search for TOP male readers, they give me BOTTOM male readers. Like.....is it so hard for them to just give me the fics with Top Male Reader????

Like 90% are bottom and the other 10% are top but not with the fandom i need for.....

i know that feeling, especially the last one you said. there are so many bottom male reader works 😔😔 and im not saying bottom male reader inserts are bad, just not the content for me (it also pisses me off when readers whine about "so many top male reader inserts" in a TOP male reader insert book, like bitch the fuck you say? we only have like fucking 6% on the "male reader" works here, so stfu bottom)

it really suck when there are so little top male reader inserts, especially in the fandoms im in where there is like two at best and none at worst, reasons why i even started writing because the content i want isnt provided for my poor simp ass 😭😭💔💔💔

but seriously, the tag system here is some times wack. ao3 also has the same problem as well wattpad (wattpad had always been wack af tho) and quotev's tagging system is lowkey none existent tbh

whats more shitty is that when you search "x male reader" or "x gn reader" stories, "x female reader" works gets mixed in and its even showing more results on the fem ones than what you searched for *sobs* i just want what i search not that shit 😤😤 again not saying reader inserts who's the mc is a female is bad, just not the content im looking for

[siswritesyanderes]

This is a series of asks bc, while I do LIKE all the charas of Fantastic Beasts individually, much of the romantic pairings dont sit well with me. By that mean the messy love polygon w Newt & I think I finally figured out why & I'd like another's opinion on it. For starters, Newt's attraction with Tina is too fast for me considering he was friends w Leta, got expelled out of Hogwarts for Leta, carried Leta's photo in his case, & basically loved her for YEARS. But this is all undone by a [1]

jaunt in NY having met a woman, who he admittedly went on a huge adventure w, over the course of maybe a few weeks. He's so taken w her she replaces Leta's photo w her own &, after refusing to go to Paris for Dumbledore, leaves immediately once he finds out she's there. I just find this unbelievable. I can rationalize it from Newt's perspective where Tina is a fresh breeze sweeping into his life on (percieved) unrequited pining, but this is my conjecture based on my understanding of Newt. [2]

The audience shouldnt be left to rationalize endgame couple of the mc on their own. & the whole thing w Leta is so messily handled I dont think they can save it even if they bring her back in FB3. How she feels for Newt vs Theseus & unresolved lingering affection, etc. She & Newt were SO important to each other & we SEE that & they dont HAVE to get together, but they need proper resolution bc they have actual history between them. God Leta in general deserved so much better. [3]

But my main gripe is that this love polygon serves no purpose to what I believe is the main selling point of FB: the world. HP having love stories makes sense bc we're following the story of a boy as he goes through adolescence & his journey through that via school is part of that, which is why the romance feels fitting. It's a very personal story. FB on the otherhand is the best peak we have at the wider wizarding world beyond school. HP introduces the world of magic, but FB rlly expands it [4]

To that end Jakob & Queenie's relationship is the only one I find myself liking, bc it's deeply tied to the world setting, the series' biggest selling point (in my opinion, should have said this earlier). It underscores the attitudes of the period & the conflict they face feels suitably substantial & not like filler. There's a moral question between them of are they worth it? And how far should they go to be together?

Imma be real hear & say FB2 was rlly Queenie's movie & they should have been ballsy & just make Queenie the mc for FB2, bc her story was actually considerably more important to the overall development of the story than Newt's, which mostly came off as a rushed & a tad clichè soap drama. & making it about Queenie I think builds more room for good conflict & independent narrative for Tina that would serve her chara better. [5? 6?]

If I bad to be REAL ballsy, I'd say my big issue w/ the relationships in the FB series & how it enhances or impedes the main story & what I believe to be it's biggest attracter (the setting) could have been solved if they made Newt's romantic interest a muggle. It attaches a deeper meaning & relevance to them & the story so it felt more deeply that they truly moved WITH the narrative rather than beside it but I guess Im just picky. Thx for putting up w this! [Final]

(My response below the cut.)

Yeah, pretty much all of this is right.

Regarding the Tina thing, it was definitely rushed, especially since there was literally nothing romantic between them in the whole first movie, except maybe the end part where they're stumbling over their words. Despite knowing how movies work and knowing that they were the male and female lead, I still found that completely out of left field, because they don't really share any interests and I didn't feel like they felt anything in particular for each other before that. She really wants to be an auror and feels really intensely about it; he just wants to travel the world and write about magical creatures and take care of them. I don't see a lot of compatibility there, and the movie didn't really do anything to reconcile that gap.

Jacob and Queenie made sense, because they actually sowed some seeds for it. It's not even about the fact that they both like to cook; they showed an interest in each other throughout. They noticeably like each other. Newt and Tina never really had that, to me, so it was bizarre for her to become his primary motivation in the second movie.

Queenie's trajectory in movie 2 overall bothers me, so while I agree it would have been better if they'd centered it more around her, I definitely think they needed to drastically rewrite pretty much everything she did. Enchanting Jacob at the beginning never sat well with me; I usually only have to say this in the Descendants fandom, but if one half of the ship is magical and the other half isn't, we can't have the magical one enchanting the non-magical one for romantic reasons without addressing what a violation of trust that is. Like, Jacob would be justified for never trusting her again, over that. Also, the fact that she apparently holds it against people if they think bad things about her is not something I would expect from someone who has been a Legilimens as long as she has, and not a detail I like, at all. Especially since it was used to give her justification to be mad at Jacob after she enchanted him in the first place. I find it sad, because Queenie was definitely my favorite character in the first movie. (Also, joining Grindelwald was a nonsensical thing to do. I can only assume she's there to spy on him or something, because it makes literally no sense.)

As for Leta, I really don't like how that was approached. First of all, I don't like how their mention of her in the first movie was "She was a taker; you need a giver," because once we actually met the character, that only made me resent Queenie for representing her that way. Leta deserved better in pretty much every way, and they definitely shouldn't have killed her off like that. I find the whole situation really iffy from a racial standpoint. The first black character to be written three-dimensionally in all of HP lore, and they make sure to preemptively tell the audience that she's a "taker", kill her in the same movie we meet her, and manage to trivialize her death by turning it into a little "Who was she saying 'I love you' to?" mystery. I like her relationship with Newt and Theseus, and I'd definitely want to see more of it.

Yes, it definitely would have been better, thematically, if they'd made the love interest a Muggle. (I'd honestly say they should've paired Newt with Jacob, but I know they're unwilling to do that. That would be kind of cool, though, to see the movie shaping up with two male characters and two female characters and have the men end up with each other and the women just live their lives as humans.)

With the story they ended up telling, though, I don't think that is needed; since Queenie is already dealing with the wizard/Muggle storyline, Newt could have a different conflict. Maybe his love interest should be a werewolf or something, to tie in the wizarding world's unresolved dislike for "half-breeds". And if he were in a relationship with someone already regarded as a creature, the wider wizarding world might take a different view to his studies and look down on him a lot more. Idk, a thought.

And then, with Leta/Theseus and Grindelwald/Dumbledore (if they were willing to actually deal with that), they'd pretty much hit every controversial beat they've got: wizard/Muggle, wizard/"half-breed", interracial, homosexual. Credence and Nagini are both creatures, kind of, but I still like them together, so their relationship doesn't have to tie into any theme; it just has to be developed way more.

On the whole, Crimes of Grindelwald felt like they skipped a movie. It feels like they needed a middle installment to make these relationships happen, instead of jumping from "Do Newt and Tina maybe have feelings for each other?" to "Newt loves Tina and Tina is possessive enough of Newt to be outwardly upset with him when she thinks he's engaged to someone else," and creating a whole relationship between Credence and Nagini that we see none of.

The fact that Queenie and Jacob were done well in the first movie gives me a fair amount of goodwill for them, but that goodwill only offers enough cushioning from the botching that movie 2 did that I'm near-indifferent to the ship, now, instead of actively opposed. I'd like to see things improved, but as it currently stands, I'd be just as happy seeing them end up not together as together. The fact that Leta's relationships with Newt and Theseus were more interesting than any of the aforementioned makes it that much more ridiculous that they killed her. What ship am I supposed to care about how? If I can't go into the next movie delusionally hoping Newt and Leta will get some moments, or enjoying the Theseus and Leta content, then I'll just be sitting there waiting for Credence and Nagini to share a screen, and who knows when that'll happen?

[themonotonysyndrome]

Successors to the Future

I like to get lost on Tumblr when work becomes frustrating and I was immediately inspired by the Second Wive AU from @tri3tri! 

If you’re a TW’s fan and enjoy reading yandere content, you just gotta check @tri3tri out. They’re one of the best yandere content creator for the TW fandom!

And since I’ve been playing Blazblue Centralfiction a lot lately and love badass girls, this plot bunny won’t leave me alone and so I want to add a little something to their amazing AU. 

FD/N = First daughter’s name/Renata Draconia (half-human, half dark Fae Princess. Malleus & MC’s eldest child)

SD/N = Second daughter’s name/Sherrie or Cherry Draconia (half-human, half-dark Fae Princess. Malleus & MC’s middle child)

S/S = Son’s name/Lucien Draconia (half-human, half-dark Fae Prince and the heir to the throne. Malleus & MC’s youngest child).

MC/S = MC’s surname

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“Oh. My. God. What did you do!?”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry! I got it all under control!”

“Under control - the pasta is on fire! How the - ”

“I can fix this! ...I think?” 

“Move. You’re a human disaster, you know that? I told you to wait for me if you’re planning to cook dinner! Now the kitchen looks like an eldritch god just threw up! Mama is gonna be so sad when she gets home.” 

“I tried yelling for you, but you were too busy livestreaming Among Us to hear me! Now help me scrap the pasta off the pot while I clean the counter before Mama gets - .” 

“Sweethearts?” 

Both teenage girls yelp at the sudden voice and instantly turn around. The pot of burned pasta clattered on the dirtied floor. MC looks around her kitchen in exasperation. She was wondering why none of her children didn’t greet her as soon as she got home from work. When she heard bickering from the kitchen, she saw her daughters were frantically cleaning up the mess that was Renata attempt at cooking dinner. 

But instead of being upset over it, MC just shakes her head fondly. 

“Did you use your fire magic to cook the pasta, sweetie?” 

Renata sheepishly scratch her cheek in embarrassment. “I thought it might boil the pasta a lot faster...” 

Her younger sister gape at her admittance. MC just smiles as Sherrie proceed to lecture her older sister about using her magic to cook while Renata slowly inch closer to her so she could hide from her sister’s wrath behind their mother. 

MC will never get tired of seeing her children so comfortable and vivacious in their own home. A stark difference when they were all living at that place back then. She could still remember how Renata barely smile, barely interact with anyone that wasn’t her parents and little sister. Her Sherrie weren’t any better. Back then, she was too young to understand why the castle’s servants would whisper that the King’s daughters were imperfect because of their human halves. Why their lingering and judgemental eyes would upset her so. 

MC could bear being a pet bird living in a gilded cage, could bear Sebek’s condescending remarks, Lilia’s cruel smiles, Silver’s guilty passiveness and even Malleus’ lack of empathy. What she couldn’t bear was how her daughters were treated at the castle. They expected their Princesses to be as aloof and noble as their father, but refused to acknowledge that they were children first and foremost. Refused to accept their human side. 

And when the announcement were made public that Malleus would take a second wife to provide him a male heir at the behest of his council, MC decides that it’s time to leave. 

Especially when she saw how the news broke her eldest child. That night, she was frightened at how intense Renata hatred of her father. While she could care less about Malleus taking in another woman into the castle, MC never thought that his second marriage would be an act of betrayal to her daughter. 

At that moment, MC knew that if they were to stay in that place any longer, she would’ve lost her daughter to her own hatred. They needed to go, they needed to escape. 

And so in the dead of the night while the entire Valley of Thorns were celebrating over their king’s second marriage and superior wife, MC and her children scurried away to the only place she could think of. 

Night Raven College. 

She didn’t know when Lilia or anyone else in the castle would realise her and their princesses’ disappearance, so she begged a stunned Dire Crowley who thought she had died when no one could find her after Malleus graduated to send her home. 

The headmaster finally came through for her and her confused, distraught children. Crowley had quietly explained that he already found a way to send her back to her own world years ago. However, she disappeared before he could tell her. A quick glance at the two little girls alongside her and he couldn’t help but grimace with deep guilt.  

As atonement, Crowley hurried to grab a few books and journal that he can find about the fae court (both dark and light) and their magic. He pressed the materials into MC’s arms and explained that after she and her daughters step into the mirror, he will shatter and destroy any remaining fragments so that Malleus and his men could never find them ever again. However, MC must teach her daughters about their Fae side and how to glamour their otherworldly features from humans. 

MC tackled the headmaster in a hug with tearful eyes, grateful that he could help them. They were then ushered into the mirror and finally, finally, her nightmare was over.

Years have passed since that night. With each passing seasons and being able to explore the world without Malleus’ oppressive court, the castle servants and his retainers, her daughters flourish into amazing young girls. 

Their little brother equally so. 

As Renata try to persuade Sherrie to allow her to use her magic to clean the kitchen up, MC asks, “By the way, where’s your brother? I’ll just order some takeaway for dinner. They should arrive soon.” As she said this, she already whips out her phone to order their food. 

“He was napping in his room.” Sherrie reply her as she wipes the stove clean. Renata grumbled under her breath as she was made to mop the floor manually.  

Mc thanked her and left the kitchen to wake her son up. Her son was the unexpected gift that they were blessed with after they crossed to her world. She didn’t expect to be pregnant, but consider how feverishly Malleus made love to her as his way to console her that the other woman and his second marriage would mean nothing to him and that she would still be the only woman he truly loves, MC really should have known.  

It was so difficult to hide her joy that with the presence of a second wife, it would mean that Malleus would focus more on the other woman. Which meant Lilia would also need to make sure that she would learn all the proper court etiquette and Silver and Sebek would need to arrange the proper security for her as Malleus’ concubine. 

The arrival of her son was unexpected, but dearly welcome by her and his older sisters. Although MC was not able to give her daughters the childhood that they should have, she made sure that her son - Lucien - was raised in an environment that allowed him to be a normal child. 

Well, as normal as a half human and half fae could be. 

Shaking the lump underneath the thick duvet, she receives a tired groan. 

“Wake up, dear. Go freshen up. We’re having dinner in a little while.”  

Worming his way out of the duvet, Lucien poke his head out and smile blearily at her. “Welcome home, Mama...” 

MC pressed a quick peck on his forehead before ruffling his dishevelled hair. Her son looks so much like Malleus except he inherited her eyes and soft heart. While her oldest daughter is a carbon copy of Malleus and her second daughter looks exactly like her but with Malleus’ green eyes. 

She’s so happy that she can provide her children that life that they deserve. 

Dinner that night was as lively as usual. Renata was still riding high from her sweet sixteen birthday party that they just had last two days ago. It was quite a celebration and it ended with the revelation of her Unique Magic. Since it was a warm Summer evening, the small family enjoy their meal at the garden outside. 

“ - we should totally play Among Us together! Including you, Mama! I think you’d love it!” Sherrie gushes after she pushes her glass of water away.

Renata gasped as if affronted. “Are you trying to tear this family apart!? The moment we suspect someone is the imposter, it’s anarchy unleash!” 

Sherrie rolled her eyes at her oldest sister need for the dramatics. “Oh please, you live for the anarchy. You’re the one who started the fire when we played last time.” 

Lucien winced as he recalled their last gameplay. “It was a mess. Everyone couldn’t stop accusing one another. My classmates even swore they wouldn’t dare to play with you ever again.” 

MC smiles to herself as her children chatted with one another. It always warms her heart to see how close the siblings are to one another. From the stoic and hateful little girl, Renata had grown to be a playful and brilliant young woman. Brilliant in terms of magic. Even from a young age, Renata could control her elemental magic well. MC still remembered how wide she would smile whenever Malleus praises her during their training. After coming to this world, she continued to mastered her magic with the helps of the materials that Crowley provided them. By the age of 14 years old, MC realised that her creativity had led her to combine her elemental magic into an arsenals of powerful spells. 

They decide to celebrate her newfound skills out to dinner. 

And with the recent discovery of her Unique Magic - Observer - their family is aware that Renata has been experimenting with it almost every day. 

“Oh yeah, uh, Mama?” Renata suddenly broke MC from her train of thought. Beside her, Sherrie and Lucien are comparing their two favourite games.  

“Yes, dear?” 

“Umm... Last night I Observed myself and something came up.” Renata began to explain and she started to fidget in her seat. 

MC grows concern over her daughter’s hesitant expression. 

“What is it dear? Is something wrong with your Unique Magic?” 

“No, no, everything’s fine! It’s just that, well, so you know my Unique Magic give me the ability to observe my possibilities, right? Well, 99% of my possibilities shows that I’m going to participate in Night Raven College’s entrance ceremony soon.” Renata explains. 

“Say what?” Sherrie suddenly intervene, eyes wide in surprise. Their own conversation paused. 

MC could feel her blood froze at her daughter’s words. Suddenly, she no longer has any appetite for dinner. 

“Night Raven College?” Lucien asked, confused at the sudden tension in the air. “I remember Mama said she studied at a place call Night Raven College.” 

MC wanted to spare her son what she and her daughters had been through in Twisted Wonderland. But at the same time, she didn’t want to hide their past from him. So he told her all about Twisted Wonderland and Night Raven College. Of the good friends she made during her time at the school. About all sorts of shenanigans they got themselves into.  

About a dark fae that she could see herself falling in love with at the beginning of their friendship, but that became a distant dream when Malleus let his fear of her mortality and his selfish, draconic desire to hoard her all to himself overwhelmed him. 

No matter how much she tried to pleaded with him, reasoned with him, Malleus refused to yield. He threatened to harm her friends should she ever think of anyone other than him and gave her all the luxury in a world while locking her up in castle full with creatures who believe they’re superior to humans. 

Lucien was stricken when she told him everything. In the end, all MC could do was smile sadly and told him that while Malleus might have love her and his children, in the end, it doesn’t mean anything when he allow his own council to dictate that Renata was not suitable to become his heiress just because she’s a girl. 

In the dead of the night when Renata couldn’t sleep after they settled down in this world, she went to MC and with tearful eyes yet resolute face, her daughter informed her that she never wanted to be Malleus’ heiress. Having a taste of freedom, everything that this world has to offer to her and the loving support of her family, Renata knew she could be so, so much more than a mere Queen to a backwater country and its people. 

And so the thought of her going back to Twisted Wonderland - where Malleus would no doubt still be searching for them - scares MC. 

“Is there a way to prevent it?” MC quietly asks, though in her heart, she knows the answer to her own question. 

Renata regretfully shake her head. “I can’t make the 1% where I don’t go back to Twisted Wonderland into a reality.” 

“And why not?” Sherrie demanded. 

“Because in that possibility, I’ll die here from Overblotting.” Renata dryly reply. 

That’s the drawback of her daughter’s Unique Magic. While she could observe her every possibilities and acknowledge one and turn it into a reality, Renata can only see hers and not other people’s. Not only that, she cannot changed the many paths that had been laid in front of her. She can only observe and choose. Not altered.  

Both Sherrie and Lucien flinch. MC shove the image of her daughter dying as a monster into the back of her mind. Renata lowered her head slightly. 

“I... I don’t want to go back there.” Renata whispers. “I want to stay here. All my friends are here.” She raises her head when MC hold her hand and squeeze it comfortingly. 

She needs to be strong for her children. Being a single mother wasn’t easy. They used to live with her parents and they were pillars of endless support to MC and her children. They didn’t turned her away when she appeared out of nowhere after months of disappearance with two horned children in tow. Instead, they helped raised and care for her children when she’s out working under long corporate hours. 

The kids adore their grandparents and were heartbroken when they passed away.      

But by that time, MC was financially secure to move her family into a new house and support her little family all on her own. She understood what it meant to be strong for her children and she will continue to be just as strong. 

So with a sigh, MC narrowed her eyes and said, “If we can’t change the outcome, then we will do out best to prepare for everything that will stand in your way, Renata.” All three of her precious children jerk their heads towards her. She press on, “Each one of you posses your own strength; and I don’t mean magical capabilities. Your oldest sister’s greatest strength is her creativity when it comes to magic, Sherrie possess an intelligent mind for planning and strategising and you, my son, I’ve seen how big your heart is. You understands that compassion isn’t a weakness and that’s something the faes from the Valley of Thorns can never understand.” 

Sherrie interrupt her speech with an abashed expression. “Uh, I don’t think me playing Total War: Rome II counts as a mastermind, Mama.” She sheepishly said. 

Her attempt at the joke lessen the heavy mood a little when Lucien giggle and Renata crack a smile. It’s amazing to see how much her children have grown. 

MC playfully roll her eyes. “Be that as it may, what I’m trying to say was that we can help Renata survive in Twisted Wonderland by doing our damn best to prepare her.” 

Renata nodded eagerly while Sherrie and Lucien cheer. 

And so MC clap her hands once and her children sat straight. “Let’s turn this into a family project. Now, sweetheart, do you know when the Ebony Carriage will pick you up?” 

“Hang on, lemme check again...” Renata’s scleras suddenly tinted black and her green eyes glow brightly as she activates her Unique Magic. While she Observe all her possibilities, SD/N left the table to fetch her tablet while MC explains a bit more what being a student of Night Raven College would mean for Renata. After Sherrie sat back down at the table, Renata blink and her eyes return to normal. “I’ll be at the entrance ceremony two weeks from today. The headmaster is going to be so shocked when he sees me.” 

MC hums. “Two weeks... we can work with two weeks. We need to prepare a countermeasure when it comes to your father. Words will surely spread that someone that looks like him is attending Night Raven College.” 

“I can Observe further ahead what he will do once he realised that I’m there.” Renata said and furrowed her eyebrows, contemplating. “I need to test my magic against other people so I can see if I’m able to fight him or not.” 

“Actually, I think I might have an idea on how to handle that.” Sherrie intervene. She’s holding a stylus pen and is scribbling something furiously on her tablet. Lucien crane his neck to see what his sister is writing, only to tilt his head in confusion. 

As the family continue to brainstorm into late in the evening, MC silently swore to herself that she won’t leave her daughter all alone to defend herself in Twisted Wonderland. She doesn’t know how, but she will be there with her and still keep her children safe. 

And then, the fateful day arrives. 

-

“Next student, please come forth!” 

“State thy name.”

“Renata MC/S...” 

She said nothing when she heard Headmaster Crowley gasped beside her. “You - how!?

The Mirror of Darkness ignores him. “You were born with a different name, but live proudly under your mother’s legacy.” 

“Damn right.” Renata smirks. “I’m my mother’s daughter first and foremost. I’ll continue to live as free as her.” 

“Such conviction. You possess a deep desire to protect your loved ones which is both admirable and ambitious with the power that you were gifted with. Becaue of that, the shape of thy soul is a blazing green fire and towers of thorns that serve as your shield. You belong in Diasomnia.” The Mirror of Darkness declare. 

The headmaster mutter something about fate playing a cruel joke on his once poor prefect. 

And when the current Dorm Leader of Diasomia greeted her, he took a step back when he sees her face and horns. His eyes wide with shocked and words failed him. For every Diasomnia member had seen the tapestries of their previous Dorm Leader and especially one as great and terribly powerful as Malleus Draconia. 

“Nice to meet you, senpai. My name is Renata MC/S.” She said as politely as possible. “I’ll do my best not to cause any trouble to this dorm.” 

Renata tilt her head and pretend to look confused when her Dorm Leader continue to gape at the sight of her. Whispers of her true heritage and family began to circulate among the crowd. 

At that moment, she recalled the advice given to her by her family:

“Don’t show off your spells. Ever. Lay low as much as you can. We can’t really control the rumour mill so let it travel on its own. While you’re there, gather all the intel you can about father and the current affairs in the Valley of Thorns. Anything that can be used against them. Also, you need to watch Bungou Stray Dogs with me. You can learn a thing or two from some of the characters in that anime.” Sherrie had said while showing her tablet and a messy flowchat of her plan. She tapped her stylus pen on the ‘Phase 1’ section with great importance.  

“You need to keep your cool, big sis. You like to set the things that irritate you on fire. Like that girl’s handphone after she copied your test paper.” Lucien reminded her. Renata stucked her tongue out while Sherrie laughs. 

“You need to make good friends, sweetie. Friends that can help you from the sideline. I have a list of people that might be able to help you against your father. I think it’s safe to assumed that their kids would also be attending Night Raven College too. Though some of them need to be offered a reward or be persuaded to help you first. Don’t worry, I’ll write down on how you can win them over.” MC assured her. 

With her family supporting her even from another world, confidence in her magical abilities and a plan already in motion, Renata would not let her other so-called family trapped them ever again.   

“It’s showtime...”

-

Did I really based Renata off Nine the Phantom? Hell yeah! I love her fighting style in the game. I HC that Renata is as badass as her. 

I like to continue part 2 to this oneshot next week if my workload isn’t so crazy. I’m having so much fun writing for this wonderful AU! 

[ikevamp-shrine]

To Love A Van Gogh: Chapter 1

Author: @ikevamp-shrine

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing: Theo x MC (Juliet)

Tags: Sex, dirty talk, nudity, mentions of throw up, mentions of possible pregnancy, swearing

Word Count: 2040

Editors: @stardust-dreamer13 and @littlecinnamonroll (thank you two so much)

Preview:

        The wet slapping of skin resonated through the morning air, mixing with the soft moans slipping past her red, swollen lips. Their bodies were caught in a lustful dance of passion; their hands tracing the curves and dips of the others’ skin, memorizing each detail. Firm lips planted searing hot, opened mouth kisses along the thick tendon of her neck; her face turning away to allow her lover more space to paint his colors in the form of fiery love bites.

      Quick puffs of air floated over Theo’s shoulder as his arms wound around her slick torso. The trembling of her legs against the straining muscles of his thighs brought a shaky smirk to his lips. Shifting his knees further under her rear, Theo whimpered at the heat gripping his cock. Her walls clenched around his member as he thrusted in and out; each movement causing a lewd squelch to sound. His voice was deep and thick with overwhelming pleasure, “mijn schatje…."

        The wet slapping of skin resonated through the morning air, mixing with the soft moans slipping past her red, swollen lips. Their bodies were caught in a lustful dance of passion; their hands tracing the curves and dips of the others’ skin, memorizing each detail. Firm lips planted searing hot, opened mouth kisses along the thick tendon of her neck; her face turning away to allow her lover more space to paint his colors in the form of fiery love bites.

        Quick puffs of air floated over Theo’s shoulder as his arms wound around her slick torso. The trembling of her legs against the straining muscles of his thighs brought a shaky smirk to his lips. Shifting his knees further under her rear, Theo whimpered at the heat gripping his cock. Her walls clenched around his member as he thrusted in and out; each movement causing a lewd squelch to sound. His voice was deep and thick with overwhelming pleasure, “mijn schatje…."

        He groaned into her open mouth, their tongues fighting for dominance. Their teeth clashing as her nails raked down the flexing planes of his back.

        “Damn it- you’re going to… drive me insane.”

        A shiver slid over Juliet's body. Electricity shot over her scalp, tumbling over the curve of her spine, splashing in waves down her legs, firing like lightning strikes from her curling toes.

        Theo’s hips snapped wildly against her plush skin, his breath quickening at the almost feral moans and yelps of pleasure slithering into his ear as the woman wrapped tightly in his embrace tiptoed the edge of ecstasy. His back stung, his manhood throbbing with so much pressure it felt as if his skin would split. Theo could still taste the sweet delicacy of her cum on his tongue, his fangs drawing patterns along the junction of her neck, forcing a mewl from the shivering woman. Theo felt as if he was burning from the inside out; thumping sounded as his forceful thrusts shook the bed.

        “Come on- come for me, show me how well I fuck you- show me how good I make you feel,” growled Theo, the sound of his husky voice swollen with a grating rasp made her dig her nails into his hips, imprinting crescent moons into his flushed flesh. His lips parted as his jaw went slack, shuddering breaths escaping the warm caverns of his mouth.

        “Theo,” she panted. A clench, a shaky moan, the fluttering of lashes, and she dived deep into the merciless sea of pleasure. The waves crashed over her writhing form as her soft breasts bounced. The vampire once again whimpered at the heat engulfing his form as his head snapped back, her fingers tugging insistently at the caramel tuffs of his hair. She gripped his cock with determination, the thick appendage disappearing deep within her walls as stormy blue eyes rolled shut, his jaw tensing with each rough thrust.

        Theo’s chest pressed firmly against his lover’s, the rubbing of their nipples adding to the sensation; his stomach coiled, showcasing every ripple of muscle as he followed the path she drew, pointing straight towards the sea he willingly threw himself into.

        Collapsing on his side, the vampire drew in his dazed lover, her body molding into the ridges of his own as he planted quick kisses along her forehead. A breathless chuckle escaped his lips, “That was a wonderful way to wake me up, hondje.”

        Juliet matched his laugh, remembering the sleepy moans that emitted from the man when she had slipped his cock into her warmth as he slept a few moments before. He had shot up, wrapping her in his arms and flipping their positions to where he could thrust deeply into her as she clawed wildly at his back once she had started to reach a climax.

        “I think we need to take a bath,” she continued, rubbing a soothing hand over his shoulders and red marked back.

        “Such a greedy little hondje.”

        His teases tickled her ear. Theo, wrapping Juliet in the comforter and tugging some pants on, slipped his arms under her body; the familiar weight and warmth of her limbs relaxing in his protective hold.

….

        The water was warm and fragrant, resembling the earthy freshness of roses and lavender; the scent brought a calming aura that surrounded the couple slowly floating in the steaming liquid. Theo’s fingers slipped through her long hair, the conditioner he had lathered onto the strands ridding her of any tangles. His chest was smooth against her back, his knees surprisingly comfortable as he supported her weight. While her mind was still spinning from their escapades, her heart beat with nervousness.

        She swallowed thickly, “Theo?”

        He hummed in response, his fingers lightly massaging her shoulders. He had always been so caring after he made her scream his name during passionate moments of lust, which had confused Juliet at the beginning, but now she found solace in his gentle touches and delicate kisses. Juliet opened her mouth only to shut it quickly and bite her lip.

        “What is it hondje? Are you hungry for some kibble?” Theo murmured, his nose tracing the curve of her neck. Her stomach growled in response drawing a huff from the female and a reverberating, content chuckle from the male.

        “Did you ever have children?”

        Theo froze at Juliet’s wavering tone, the euphoric emotions he had been feeling slowly dripping away, only to be replaced with something resembling regret, before answering in a controlled voice, “I had a son.”

        “Will you tell me about him?”

        He pulled away from his lover, sending a bittersweet pang through her heart at his actions. His brow was furrowed, lips pulled taut, stormy blue eyes finding purchase in the gentle lapping of waves against the marble flooring of the bath. Theo’s jaw clenched as he struggled to find his next words, “I couldn’t really tell you all that much about him. I had put more time into my work than I did into my relationship with my wife and son.” Juliet’s heart throbbed painfully as he continued. “He was a good boy- I know that much; had my work ethic too. He wasn’t all that interested in art, but he did enjoy architecture.”

        Theo sighed, glancing back at Juliet who had eyes so much like the stars, so full of wonder and beauty it made Theo swallow a lump in his throat.

        Theo growled with frustration, “I would be able to tell you more if I wasn’t such a shitty father and husband back then." Roughly running a hand through his damp caramel tresses, Theo turned around, placing his elbows down on the floor, resting a heavy head in his hands. He couldn’t look at her; he felt as if he didn't deserve to look at the woman he fell so hopelessly in love with. Regret and shame ran rampant through Theo, even if his outward appearance remained even-tempered.

        Staring at the pinkish, puckered scar on the Dutch man’s back, Juliet sighed, sliding her arms around Theo’s waist and placing a kiss between his tense shoulder blades. She didn't know what to say. 

        Theo’s voice startled her out of her tranquility, “why are you asking?”

        Her question was muffled by his skin, “if you had the chance to try again, would you take it?”

        Theo turned around once more, pushing Juliet away gently so his hands could rest on her shoulders. His chest squeezed at the tears brimming in her eyes, his brows pulling together as he observed his lover under trained eyes. He studied her nervous fidgeting and worried - slightly hopeless - expression like he would a piece of art waiting to be appraised. His heart beat wildly as he considered her thoughts.

        “I’m only going to ask you this once, so listen very close hondje… are you asking because you’re being nosy or because you're pregnant?” A tear slipped down her cheek, dripping off her chin and into the water.

        Theo wiped away the wet trail left by the salty substance. His lungs felt like they were in the grasp of a vengeful hand, the digits ridding the art dealer of the ability to take in oxygen. He stared at the way Juliet’s jaw clenched, her chin twitching with emotion, her lashes fluttering. She glanced off to the side, her voice tight with worry and nervousness, “I think- I don’t know. I haven’t had my period in a while, and I’ve thrown up in the morning three days in a row, and I keep having headaches, and weird cravings, and my boobs are sore, and-.”

        Theo interrupted her rapid ramblings, his own voice slightly frustrated, “you’ve thrown up? Why didn’t you tell me? You do realize I’m supposed to take care of you, correct? After all, you are still a pup.”

        “Are you serious? I’m telling you I think I’m pregnant and you’re still making dog comments- great, that’s just great.”

        A boisterous laugh echoed around the room as Theo tugged a squirming Juliet back into his arms.

        “Let me go!”

        “Hondje,” called Theo, his voice so soft it honestly shocked Juliet to the bone, “look at me.”

        She continued to struggle, her stubbornness being her only motivator, until her body went limp in his arms and her tear-filled eyes reluctantly met his own tender colored orbs. His palms were warm against the sticky skin of her cheek.

        “We will be okay. We’re not sure if you are pregnant yet, so stop worrying about something that might not happen,” Theo continued deeply, his voice sending shivers down her spine, the ending syllables rolling like thunder clouds before a storm: tranquil, low, and mystifying.

        “You’re one to talk.”

        “Haha- whatever. I will schedule an appointment with the local doctor in town and we can go together. Will you stop being so pathetic now?”

        Though his words were harsh and slightly sarcastic, Juliet knew he didn’t mean it. She nodded, curling into his tight embrace as he once more supported her weight.

        “You didn’t answer my question,” she mumbled, her hand smoothing over the curve of his chest to feel his heart thump beneath the muscle.

        “Which one?”

        “If you had the chance to try again would you? I’m asking if you want children, you dimwit.”

        “Careful now Hondje, I will still punish you.”

        Her lips were soft against his own as Theo traced a promise filled kiss on her mouth, his hands sliding up her spine to bring her body closer, their foreheads touching gently as he whispered, “it would be my greatest honor to have a family with you."

        Giddiness bubbled inside of Theo as the mental image of a babbling baby, so similar to the woman wrapped tightly in his arms, squealing and kicking at the air in excitement slithered through his mind. He thought of how Juliet would look with a full belly, her skin flushed with a glowing blush, her cheeks plump with healthy weight from pregnancy. He continued, a soft smile slowly tugging at his lips, "to see our little pups running around, causing havoc, and pissing off the other residents would honestly be hilarious. Stop with this unnecessary fretting.”

        Juliet huffed, letting her head fall heavy against his warm, wet chest as Theo stared at the top of her scalp, his deep breaths calming her racing heart. She had been worried- terrified even, that he would have turned away and closed himself off from her. As to why was a question she couldn’t have spoken the answer, for she had no solid reasoning for her uncertainty. If there was one thing Theo had proven was his loyalty to those he held close to his heart. He had always been there for her in the form of letters of ‘good mornings’ and ‘be dressed in a few hours- I’m taking you out’, as well as the golden bracelet now shining brightly on her wrist under the natural lighting of the bath. Even when he, himself, was miles away, Theo was always close to her. With her mind settled and pulse lulled in a gentle beating, Juliet smiled at the warmth her van Gogh emitted as he supported not only her body, but mind, heart, passions, and future.

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[anonymousbeefriendfanfics]

Come Hither Continued (Masc Version)

Fandom: Fictif Last Legacy

Pairing: Felix x MC (male genitalia, no pronouns. Version with female genitalia is here)

Content Warnings: HUGE spoilers for Felix's Chapter 12, oh, and it's basically all sex! This is my take on if the scene had continued after the fade to black.

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“Maybe you should call it quits, go to bed early–” I suggested, fully expecting to repeat similar comments several times before Felix finally gave in and went to sleep. As expected, he just looked up at me from his spot at the desk in his room at Blackthorn Hall, raising an eyebrow.

“Go to bed early? I couldn’t possibly fall asleep again, not when the night is so young.” As if to emphasize his point, he drains the teacup he’d been sipping on.

“So, what then? C’mon, this is our first study-free night in ages. There’s gotta be something you want to do.”

In response, Felix pops a sliver of strawberry into his mouth. He’s silent for several seconds, thinking.

“Sure you don’t need to rest?” I asked gently, knowing how much he’d hated being stuck in bed– and then I had another idea. “How about I run you a nice hot bath? You select the oil, I’ll grab one of those big fluffy towels you like.”

Felix shadows me as I head for the door. “I don’t want to take a bath!” I reach for the door, but pause, glancing back at him. He’s looking at me with big, pleading eyes, as though he wasn’t half asleep mere minutes ago.

“Then what do you want?”

He lets out a nervous little laugh, and I offer him a reassuring smile.

“I can think of a few things the two of us could do here, alone,” he said, oh-so-casually. A lump forms in my throat. Did he hear himself? Apparently not. Sensing my surprise and blushing, he adds quickly, “You– you asked if there was anything I wanted, and… All I can think of is you. You’re on my mind every waking hour. I ache terribly for you.”

Oh. “You what?” I’m not sure I heard him right with all the blood rushing in my ears.

Clearly flustered, he continues. “I-I meant that I want to be with you! I want you to hold me, and touch me, and… and I realize that this must all sound very silly.”

Just as quickly as he opened up, he’s withdrawing again, shrinking in on himself. The sight makes my heart ache, and before he can say any more, I surge forward and kiss him. He locks up at first, clearly surprised, but once the tension has bled from him, I ease back. “I couldn’t have said it any better myself. I feel the same way, Felix.”

“Really?” It’s harder to tell what’s making him blush harder: my proximity or my words. Still, there’s a sense of lingering doubt in the way his breath stutters and lashes dip.

“I adore you,” I told him softly, cupping his cheek. “I know we haven’t had a lot of time to ourselves lately, but I’m happy every moment I get to be with you.”

Felix whispers my name, his hand fluttering to his chest where the lines of the mark gleam like an old scar in the dim light. “The fault lies with me. Every waking moment since my resurrection I’ve spent chasing after answers–”

I gave him another quick kiss, cutting him off. “It’s not your fault. And I really don’t mind. I love spending time with you. It’s just…” I lick my lips, wondering just how blunt I should be, before I decide to just be honest with him. “Sometimes I look at you while you’re reading, and I wish you’d crack me open like one of your books.”

Felix just stares at me for a long moment, and I can practically see him struggling to compute what I’ve just said. “...Come again?”

I groan. Okay, maybe that wasn’t the best example… Let’s try that again. “Do you know how hard it is to focus on all this magical technobable whenever it’s just the two of us? Alone?”

This time, Felix’s eyes widen gradually as the meaning of my words dawns on him. His throat bobs, and his blush has returned full-force.

He still hasn’t said anything, so I added softly, “I guess what I’m trying to say is, I miss having fun with you. There’s so many things I’ve been dreaming of doing…” Like pinning him against a wall and kissing him senseless, or tying him up the way he’s hinted at so many times… I reach out, tracing the path of the mark from the pit of his collarbone down, to its center. His heart thrums beneath my palm, and I smirk slightly at the effect I have on him.

At first, Felix is so quiet I fear I’ve startled him. Then, he reaches past me, never once taking his eyes off of mine as he flicks the door’s lock shut. “Care to show me what exactly you had in mind?”

My heart leaps as Felix takes a step backward. He crooks his finger, beckoning me to follow him to the bed. Despite his obvious intent, I find myself flailing, suddenly nervous. I’ve waited so long for this, I’m not even sure what to say. “I’m guessing that’s a ‘no’ to the bath?” Oh, gods, that’s stupid.

“If a bath is still what you desire… well, I can’t very well bathe in my clothes, now can I?” Felix replied, smirking at me in a way I’ve never seen before. I can’t help it, I let out a surprised little laugh and follow.

Felix gazes up at me from his perch on the side of the bed. For all his teasing, he twiddles nervously with the ends of his hair. “I could really use a hand here.” He gestures airily at his overly complicated ensemble.

Huh, he didn’t need help earlier when he stripped in front of me, but I don’t need an excuse to enjoy this. The topmost belt opens easily. The corset, however… “As much as I love the new look, you really haven’t made this easy for me.”

“I’m sure you will manage somehow,” he teased, smiling softly up at me.

While I struggle to guide a slippery lace through a narrow eyelet, Felix watches me. He’s so still, I might think he was entirely unaffected were it not for the heat in his eyes. Ordinarily a soft shade of gray, now they’re nearly black.

“How did you even put this on?”

Felix hisses when I accidentally draw the cinch tighter. “Very, very carefully.”

Finally, the top laces loosen. My heart soars, until I see just how many eyelets remain tightly woven. I sigh.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” I glance up at the sound of his voice to find Felix smirking at me, and nothing makes me happier than kissing that smirk off of his face.

Felix makes a soft, surprised noise when my teeth graze his bottom lip. He pulls back, but lingers a breath away from me. “Don’t stop.”

Despite the tremble in his voice, Felix parts his legs, inviting me closer. I follow him, crawling over the edge of the bed to straddle his thigh. He guides my hands lower to the next unfastened buckle. But by now, I’m well past the point of patience.

Felix moans in surprise when my fingers sink into the fine hair at the nape of his neck and tug. He manages to peel open his belt while baring his throat to me. But with each bruise I suck on the crook of his neck, his attempts to undress grow more clumsy. “Ngh, that’s it!” He gasps, and I bite down lightly on his neck.

He finally abandons the pretense of helplessness. The corset and belts come off, and I pull back slightly to give him some room. Once he’s flung his shirt across the bed, he leans back on his elbows and gazes up at me. Even flustered and disheveled, he’s a vision splayed beneath me. His dark hair pools on the embroidered sheets. Half-lidded eyes glint brightly in the lamplight. That beautiful, furious blush staining his cheeks and working its way down to his shoulders.

When our eyes meet, he speaks so softly as to whisper, “I want you to do with me as you wish.” Felix cups my face in his hands. He gently pulls me close enough to feel his breath flutter. “I’m yours tonight and every night, so long as you’ll have me.”

His words have my heart hammering. My answer is a kiss, slow and soft. Felix’s lips part eagerly as he sinks into the pile of pillows scattered below the headboard.

He twists his hands into my clothes and tugs, growing more impatient by the second, and I indulge him, letting him help me undress. “Always,” I whisper when our lips part as he pulls my shirt over my head, gentle despite his impatience. “I’ll always have you, Felix.”

He smiles up at me lovingly, a moment of soft admiration breaking through the lust. Even after so long, he needs to hear it, a promise that I am his and I’ll never, ever leave him. Then, resting one hand on the back of my neck, he pulls me into another kiss. It starts out soft and slow, but rapidly becomes much more heated. His hands roam across my bare skin as I work on his pants, leaving him panting and moaning into my lips as my hands stray lower, rubbing against the bulge rapidly forming there.

I want him so badly, but I can’t resist dragging this out a little. I’ve only just touched him, and already he’s so worked up, so desperate… After a few moments longer of teasing him, he breaks the kiss, head falling back against the pillows. “Gods, just– don’t stop. Please.” His shaking hands find their way to my waist, ridding me of my pants in a swift tug, and I finally pull his the rest of the way off as well, shoving the clothes to the floor.

Rapidly losing my patience as well, I moved to straddle him again, the both of us naked this time. Felix gasped at the contact, his hips jerking against mine. I leaned down, pressing my body against his, and I kissed him again– hard. One of his hands tangled in my hair, tuggling lightly to test my reaction, then a little harder when I moaned in response, taking the opportunity to drag his tongue along my bottom lip, silently asking permission. I eagerly accepted, deepening the kiss.

Before long, I lose myself in the slide of his tongue against mine, the balm of his cool hands on my heated skin, the subtly sweet taste of him, the way we were grinding against one another, desperately seeking friction.

Eventually, I broke the kiss, pushing myself up to change positions, pulling one of his legs over my hip. “Ready?” I panted, stroking him with my hand for a moment.

“Of co-haaah, oh gods, yes,” he moaned, eyes fluttering shut as he bit down on his lip.

Swallowing nervously, I nodded, slowly easing myself into him. His hips twitched and he groaned, one hand grasping the pillow above his head as he whimpered. For a moment, I waited, letting him adjust as I peppered his chest and shoulders with kisses, listening to his shuddering breaths and half-strangled whimpers.

Slowly, I began moving against him, and he moaned again, louder this time. Rocking his hips against mine, he looked up at me with half-lidded eyes, pupils blown wide with lust. “ Ahh- h-haah… Kiss me,” he whispered, tugging me back down against him. I happily obliged, and we soon fell into a rhythm of kissing and rocking our hips against one another. It started out slow, but rapidly picked up speed as we gave into our desires, desperately needing more of each other. Before long, we weren’t even kissing– I had moved back to his neck, sucking and biting on every sensitive spot I could find. Felix had given up on trying to keep it down, becoming completely consumed by the pleasure and passion. In between the wordless moans and gasps of my name, he was saying words I couldn’t understand– Velan, most likely, though he occasionally switched back to English, sometimes mid-sentence. Both of his legs were now wrapped around my waist while I slowly stroked him, trying not to overwhelm him just yet.

With how worked up we both were, it wasn’t long at all before I could feel the pressure building, and judging by the way Felix was whimpering beneath me, and the erratic bucking of his hips, he was getting close too. One of his hands tangled in my hair, tugging firmly, pulling me away from his neck, his other hand closing around my wrist for a moment, slowing the motion of my hand. He said something in Velan, paused for a moment– forcing his brain to remember how to speak in a way I’d understand– and then he tried again. “I-I can’t,” he gasped, moaning again as my hips came down a little more forcefully against his. “I c-can’t take it, I’m– i-if you don’t stop t-that–- haaah, gods– I’m… I won’t l-last much longer.”

He was stammering, whimpering, his body shaking from pleasure as his fingertips dug into my hip, a thin sheen of sweat glistening in the light of the lamp. It was too much, and my hips started uncontrollably bucking harder against his. He gasped, looking up at me with wide eyes before moaning louder, his control beginning to slip as well.

“Ahh, gods, Felix, I’m–” I managed before breaking off with a shuddering gasp as he tugged harder on my hair, pushing me over the edge. I cried out in sheer bliss, hips jerking harder against him as the pleasure flooded me, overwhelming and all-consuming.

Felix whimpered beneath me, clinging to the last bit of control he had- and then I moaned his name, as I began to come down from the high of my orgasm, and that was the last straw.

His hips began to jerk against mine again, desperate and erratic, and I quickly picked up the pace of my hand once again. “Aahhh-haaah, I’m– s-so close, I can’t– ah, oh gods, I’m– I’m gonna–!!” He broke off, crying out my name as his eyes fluttered shut, throwing his head back against the pillows as he came undone in my arms, shaking as he spilled across his stomach.

For a long moment, everything was silent other than the sounds of our panting as we caught our breath. Slowly, I pulled back, flopping onto the bed and using a spell to clean us both up. Felix immediately rolled over, cuddling into my side and looking at me with the most lovestruck look I’ve ever seen. “That was… amazing,” he praised softly, grinning as he pressed a gentle kiss to my neck.

I wrapped an arm around his waist, holding him close and pressing a kiss to his temple. He sighed contentedly, resting his head against my shoulder and closing his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep as I played with his hair and murmured lovingly to him.

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