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I'm too afraid to text you, look at you and say all the unsaid words to you. After all.... I was too late.

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“You know, sometimes all you need is twenty seconds of insane courage. Just literally twenty seconds of just embarrassing bravery. And I promise you, something great will come of it.”

~ Benjamin Mee, We Bought a Zoo

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Y/n: I bet I can fit the entire world in my hands.

Vil: Y/n, that’s physically impossible.

Y/n:  *cups Vil’s face* Are you sure?

Vil: *blushing* Stop it, I have a reputation.

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Carrying the Dorm Leaders

Part one // two // three

— Pomefiore

— Ignihyde

— Diasomnia

// happy holidays !! merry christmas to those who celebrate !! this took a while to get done since it was finals week and the end of the semester, but finally it's done! reblogs are absolutely appreciated!

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Carrying the Dorm Leaders

Part one // two // three

— Octavinelle

— Scarabia

// omg dont mind that this took a month i literally forgot how i drew the first batch T T reblogs are appreciated!!

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Carrying the Dorm Leaders

Part one // two // three

— Heartslabyul

— Savanaclaw

// reblogs are absolutely appreciated!

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Soda

(Warning: crude humor)

Grim: He was so thirsty he chugged everything down in one second! Didn't think Hornton was such a glutton!

Lilia: Haha, indeed, a growing boy like him has a bottomless stomach.

- Later at Diasomnia -

Lilia: Malleus, I know you're at the age where you're incredibly desperate, but please don't forget your dignity as a prince.

Malleus: //// I--

Lilia: Be a man and taste it directly from their mouth next time. 😉

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hi, i made more of these dhdjjsjd. there's a lot of memes with yuu ships this time because they deserve to be loved <3 ALSO YES I CAN POST MORE THAN 10 PICS NOW LET'S GO

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General Subcanons

Satan/GN Reader

☞. . . Who here likes cat boys?

Satan can be rather peculiar. He can either be well behaved, or a brat and there’s no telling what it’ll be that day. The best way to describe it is like a cat—cuddly one moment and scratching at you the next.

Despite that, Satan doesn’t often have fits of brattish behavior, he mostly remains good. He enjoys his role as a sub immensely, even going so far as to envision himself as the helpless dame in his favorite romance novels.

Surprisingly, he isn’t too much into masochism like his brothers. Example: if you give him medicine, he tells you to be gentle with a blush on his face. While punishments can include light impact play, he’s not much of a fan of overly rough sex—it reminds him too much of being angry, and that’s not something he wants to bring into the bedroom.

You’re expecting it, it’s here, petplay. This man is built to be your kitten. He likes to go past the usual collar and leash and delve into kennels, eating from bowls, and walked around. It’s actually surprising he isn’t a dog with how much he likes to be treated as one.

Satan can be tamed by just clasping that collar around his neck and calling him a good kitty. Instant submission. Though because his room is literally a train wreck, and he’s not going to engage in kink where his brothers can see, there’s nowhere to really go unless he deep cleans his room. Solution? Some cursed books.

It’s no surprise he has cursed books, and that some can take you to the books setting. Therefore, he has hidden away a special book for when you both need some space from the HOL. There, you can both take the ropes of a romance protagonist and do whatever your heart desires.

There’s nothing Satan loves more than being your little kitty, and it only gets better when you do the thinking for him. Dumbification is an absolute treat, even if he doesn’t indulge in it often. If you manage to turn him into a stupid little mess, then he’s more than happy to follow your lead. He thinks too much, don’t you think?

Has a thing for oral play. Open mouth gags that leave him drooling or just shoving your fingers down his throat. Start with prying his mouth open, feeling over sharp teeth and pink gums, press your fingers on his tongue to see if he’ll gag—don’t let him suck on your fingers yet, that’d be giving him what he wants. Pinch his tongue and pull it from his mouth, leave him drooling onto the floor like the little mess he is.

Satan can be very romantic, too. He likes gentler things like body worship and warming. A good night for him is warming you while he sits in your lap, a nice comfy blanket and a book for him to read aloud. He might just melt if you pet his hair and kiss his neck.

While punishments aren’t a frequent thing, sometimes he gets unruly. Lay him on his belly, using the pact to keep him from cumming without permission. Make him read his book aloud while you finger him within an inch of his life. He’s quick to submit again, begging for forgiveness and sobbing through the passages he has to read. C’mon kitty, it’s just one chapter.

Librarian kink. It’s canon that he thinks you look good in glasses, and you would be too shabby in a tight button up either. Satan can play the role of a studier getting too loud, and you can be the strict librarian that punishes him for disturbing the silence. One of the few times he likes impact play, especially when you bring your wooden ruler down on his ass and thighs. (He may or may not have intimidated the other demons to leave the library alone for the night)

Aftercare is getting clean and helping him down from his daze if he get too into sub space, which is more likely with petplay. He has some comfy pajamas you can dress him in, too. You don’t mind reading him a story too, do you?

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Yeah sure I'll shut the fuck up and never even talk to you, get involved with you. That's what you get for not appreciating my good-will. All you will get is my hatred and grudge and revenge.

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I really wanna do it.

GAP THE SERIES | EP. 5 [2022-2023]

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❝A BRUSH AWAY❞

❦ summary; a gentle moment in a quiet place.

♪the characters in this story; vil schoenheit, gn!reader

✎word count; 587

☛the author's notes; nothing to note...

☪look at the catalogue?

The gentle scritch of pencil against paper was a calming and familiar sound, a welcome one too. It was always pretty silent in the library, except for the occasion where some of the rowdier students decided to hang out in the area. 

You lift your head to look to your left, Vil next to you, his own pencil moving across the paper. The past few minutes were a bit mind numbing, brain begging for some semblance of a break. It just so happens that your eyes trail to Vil’s paper. 

His handwriting was beautiful, every loop of an ‘o’ or curl of a ‘y’ was satisfying to look at. You couldn’t help but follow his pencil tip, awaiting the creation of each letter, each word, each sentence. 

A brief thought of wondering, of how Vil even came to be sitting next to you, floated in your mind. 

It was an offer made by you at first, to study together in the library when he was free. Of course, with Vil being such a busy person, you didn’t expect much when you offered it to the housewarden, especially when he only replied with a curt nod and walked away. So, when Vil had suddenly texted you, asking, well more like telling you, to get to the library in fifteen minutes, you quickly threw your things together and rushed towards the library. 

It wasn’t until you noticed that Vil stopped writing that you snapped from your thoughts, seeing him stare at you as you did a few seconds previously. He had placed his pencil down, head tilting towards you and aiming his sharp gaze towards you as well. 

“Do you need something, little sprout?”

A curl of heat rises to your face, eyes flicking away from Vil’s heavy amethyst gaze. A nervous laugh bubbled up your chest and popped at your lips, fingers wringing nervously together as his stare only continued. 

“Oh, no no! Sorry I was staring. Your handwriting...” You dart your eyes quickly to Vil’s face, his lips still in their usual position, but the ends were upturned just a bit. He already knew your compliment, of course he did. You still decided to continue regardless.

“Your handwriting is really pretty. I like it.”

A charming smile was curled onto Vil’s lips, eyes filled with mirth and amusement. His hand raises, gloved fingers brushing against your cheek. The action compels you to look up, to look at Vil as his fingers brushed against your already flushed cheek. 

They trail up your face, towards your forehead and lingers there, barely moving and leaving you with bated breath. Vil’s hand then rises up, just a bit, and pushes back a hair strand that had been hanging freely. He tucks it behind your ear, lingering just a bit before being pulled back. Vil seems satisfied with himself, a small amused huff exhaling from his nose. 

Such a gentle touch, such slow movements, and it all makes your heart soar and beat and thrash wildly in your chest. 

“There. Not a hair out of place.”

With a gentle pat on your cheek, Vil picks up his pencil once more and resumes with what he was doing before. It’s a bit flabbergasting, with such a sudden change. 

It’s almost enough to want to ask what exactly just happened, even though the event replays over and over again. But your mouth is kept shut and, tentatively, you pick up your pen, pressing the tip against the paper and beginning to write once more. 

His stare is still felt, even when you don’t see him staring. Your hand comes up to your hair, pushing back a few loose strands behind your ear. The small tingling feeling, the remnants of Vil’s touch is still there and it makes your cheeks flush deeply. Vil only chuckles softly. 

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Just when I feel like I found love, life hits me hard with reality. ig it just want me to feel like shit whenever I get better.

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Reblog with what you would tell your 13-year-old self in the tags.

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Life as sweet as a caramel candy I want.

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