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8/24 ☀️🌹🌙

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Hmmm I know I have a lot of requests to get to but I can't get public sex with Trey and Sebek out of my mind ughhhhh

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Ooh that last scenario gave me the idea of doing the same TO Riddle, I bet he never touch himself and it would be great if his s/o teaches him how!

Characters: Riddle Rosehearts Tags: NSFW, smut, smut with no plot, handjob, masturbation Notes: gender neutral reader, everyone is 18+, I'm a convict believer it would be so fun to play around with him and just tease him with lewd matters lmao

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The soothing silence of the room is interrupted by the lingering moans and pants that Riddle elicits, a low, urgent melody that melts from his lips. The way he arches his back against the fluff pillows and his hips bucks in shaky thrusts against your hand sends a thrill down your spine - he looks absolutely beautiful and so uncharacteristically vulnerable at the absolute mercy of your hands.

There's a fine layer of sweat sticking to his lean figure, making his pale sking glisten against the gentle strands of sun that peeks through the widows of his room. The smell of arousal heightens your senses with ethereal longing, mingling with the gorgeous view of a Riddle with eyes tightly shut, mouth slightly agape, allowing shy sounds of satisfaction to ressonate through his throat.

Your eyes linger around every curve of his skin, drinking in the sight of his bare figure; his chest heaves with the erratic rythm of his breathing, body hot and squirming at every calculated pump of your hands. You can feel the way his cock throbs in antecipation and how his grip tightens around your wrist like it's his lifeline, and it makes your heart burn with smug pride.

A whine of protest falls from his parted lips when your hand releases his aching, needy lenght with a dry last pump. His eyelids slowly pries open to reveal his stormy eyes ablaze with lust and longing; you watch as his eyebrows furrow ever so slightly, giving his delicate and pleasure-drown features a silent question that most felt like a plea from the way his hips shakily thrusted into the air a few more times before falling limp over the sheets.

"You look so handsome like that, my love," you coo at him, one of your hands coming to brush a wilf strand of hair away from his face, fingertips caressing at his damp temple. "But there's no point in me doing all the work, now. Come on, show me what you just learned." "But I-" Riddle tries to protest, but you shush him with a reassuring peck at his lips. His breath hitches at his throat, being momentarily ridden of any of his usually smart and well articulated remarks, making you giggle with affection from his reaction. It was clear as day just how much he wanted to continue feeling your touch, the way you orchestrated his impending orgasm with painfully slow strokes, but by the determined look on your face, he knew you wouldn't yield. No use for puppy dog eyes.

Riddle mumbles his protests, slowly making himself comfortable between the fluffy pillows. Suddenly, a wave of realization washes over him, the exposure and vulnerability dawning over his inhibitions. With flushed cheeks, he tries to cover as much as possible, knees knitting together only for his attempts to be frustrated by your firm grip over his thighs. Riddle's eyes widens when you position yourself to sit right the base of his kness, the weight pinning him down and forcing his legs to sit spread and still.

Shaky, lean fingers wrap around his shaft, the slightest touch of warmth sending shivers down his spine. Riddle closes his eyes once again, not only heightening his senses, but also trying to flush the sudden shame of being observed while doing something so... lewd. Slowly, his hands strokes up to his throbbing cock and down to his base, pulling the skin with an experimental rythm, uncertainty plasteres over his features, but you do not intervene, merely giving him a nod of approval everytime he sought guidance. You watch in awe as Riddle finally builds some confidence, his pumping growing more consistent and quickier, sighs falling from his lips as pre-cum starts building on the slit of his flush head. You need to bite your lips to stop you from leaning in, hunger beaming over your irises from the lustful spectacle.

Riddle moans and writhes under your weight, his strokes growing clearly needier and sloppier by the second. He cups his engorged head, frantically caressing it in a hazy bliss, and from the way he groes bolder, you can assume he's getting closer to his ectasy. With an amused hum, one of your hands reaches to fondle his balls, teasing and gently squeezing them. It's a delight how Riddle squirms and his hips rolls with fervour against his own hands, the pleasure too overwhelming for him; it was his first time discovering about the pleasure his body was capable of working up, after all.

His reactions are all too cute to resist, too - the way his eyes rolled to the back of his head, back arching as he just instinctively bucked his hips, hands franctically pumping up and down his throbbing cock as he desperately chased after sweet release; his tongue shyly peeking from his luscious lips as moans filled the space between you two, managing to gasp out your name with urgency. God, Riddle looked a piece of art. Gorgeous and messed up, lost in hazy pleasure as his primal desires took over.

When the coiling knot over his stomach finally eased out, allowing his cum to spill unabashed with thick shots all over his abdomen, Riddle lets out a final, almost guttural groan slip from his lips, trembling and gasping for air. Next time, maybe, you should bring in some toys as well.

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The Octavinelle boys in outfits based off the Seiyuu's outfits from the live event!

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POV: You're Azul Ashengrotto.

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Hello!

Could you write headcanons for Riddle as a caregiver for someone who age regresses to a very young age, please?

(If you're familiar with it of course ♡)

I hope this can bring a smile to your face today! Also very important disclaimer: age regression IS NOT the same as dd/lg fetish!

Synopsis: Riddle takes a full time-day to take care of you while in little space Characters: Riddle Rosehearts Tags: SFW, fluff, comfort Notes: gender neutral reader, age regression

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Riddle is very dedicated and patient when undergoing the role of your caregiver. He was interested in learning more about age regression ever since you mentioned about it - the physicological reasoning behind it deeply resonated with him

Sometimes the rough discipline he received while growing up seeps through, with Riddle picking on your manners at the table and telling you to sit right

But it's not hard to hear his mother under the words that falls from his mouth, so he'll apologize and try to be more conscious about what he says. He doesn't want to become a ghost of that woman, and knows it's not fair to subject you to his strict bearing

There's a time and a place for everything. Riddle insists on designating specific times to feed you - 3 to 3 hours, no minute before and much less after - and even for your play time

He's the kind of caregiver to try and get you to play with educational games because that's what he's used to, so he grows a bit frustrated when you turn to your toys

Riddle learns to allow his immaculate, collected nature to slip off when you're in little space. It's the only time you'll see him making funny voices and sitting on the floor to play with you. He'll never admit it, but it feels freeing for him too

He buys you a new plushie everytime you behave nicely, since he dislikes the idea of rewarding you with candy - it'll spoil your teeth and he's afraid it could culminate in a sugar addiction. Sure, you can have Trey's special strawberry tarts though; it's an excuse for him to indulge in as well

His favourite activity is to lay against the couch with you lying down on his lap while he reads something for you. It's cute how you'll excitedly ask for what's to come while your eyes gleam with curiosity, all the while he can stroke your hair

Surprisingly good at singing. He's always a bit reluctant when you ask him to sing you something to sleep, but his melodic, sweet voice is able to lull you into slumber in less than a minute

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SUMMER 🕶️🐍🌺✨

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whew. getting back to writing slowly. uni has been a bitch to me but it's a bit better now....

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hellou I liked this scenario of trey with a sub-partner who can't go more than 1 round, so I was wondering if I could ask for the same but this time for vil schoenheit? and if it's not much with fem reader hehe or if you want with gender neutral ^^, thank youu and have a good day <33

Synopsis: your first experience with overstimulation and multiple rounds with Vil <3Characters: Vil schoenheitTags: NSFW, smut, fluff Notes: AFAB gender neutral reader, sorry this is so short,,,

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Vil is excited and surprised to hear that you want to try and learn to go multiple rounds; being a busy man by exceeding in everything possible, it was good enough for him to be able to bask in the aftermath of sex at least once a day. But he's very open and curious to know how that could go - it's going to be a first for him, too. He has to prepare himself mentally, since the mere thought of having you, trembling and coming undone around him multiple times is enough to shake his nerves; he swears on everything holy that there is no matching beauty to your quivering form, the sincerity of your orgasm responding to the way his fingers flick on your sensitive clit and how you buck your hips to ride the receding tides... boy, it's enough to bring a frown to his composed, delicate features.

Vil brings water and healthy, energy-rich food for your breaks, making sure you two can rest enough and keep your stamina going. He's very gentle with every thrust and kiss, preferring to keep you always close to his body in missionary, so he can feel every shiver running through your never endings and all the faces you make, taking in the beautiful way your eyes flutters shut and how your teeth tugs at your lower lip in an attempt to hold your moans back, adjusting to the overwhelming feeling of being estimulated all over again despite your sensitiveness.

The feeling is exquisite, a mix of pleasure and pain deliciously mingling together to assault Vil's senses. It's a welcome surprise since he had never thought he would be one to enjoy pain like this. His thrusts are calculated and slow, savouring the sting of your walls clenching around his sensitive flesh, making the waves of pleasure rush to his senses with overbearing intensity. Vil's super attentive, slowly down every time you let out a particularly pained cry to make sure you're okay and the process isn't actually hurting, holding back on all of his instincts to shove himself deep inside you. Of course he can be rougher and plunge carelessly inside your tight walls on demand; he'll be happy to oblige at any time, but don't think he'll ever fall from his gentlemanly pedestal so easily; maybe praises and desperate whines will do the tricky to convince him, though. And, perhaps, you might just have a surprise the next time you two fuck when he doesn't stop thrusting...

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im so mentally stable its insane i have bpd beutiful princess disorder im so clear pilled i can see tru the matrix im not left wing or right wing i have angel wings that grow whenever i transcend into space this is your daily reminder that i will always love you for whoever you wanna be okay cool bye /REF (reference to tiktok vid i found)

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As the Port Fest event is running on the english version, I'd like to repost an illustration of Floyd I drew last year (omg it's been already a year) with his sailor outfit. The boy is so precious with his smile 💜 I never get tired of drawing sharp teeth... Interesting.

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I'm so sorry for the delay on the requests :') I was supposed to get at least four of them today but I got to do my first surgery on a pet rabbit and it was too much of a stressing experience, so I kind of blacked out and just woke up

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Put your head on my shoulder.💿🎶

I know I'm not the only one who imagines a retro diner on Sage Island, and when these two decide to be normal I feel like Leona secretly likes this kinda cheesy stuff.

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my idia design if he was a marketable plushie

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He Lives

So, back in May (2023), I decided to pick up a knitting project and he is finally done! Meet, my son;

Now he's sulking

The great Grim-sama has tuna!!!!!!

Grim jumpscare

Tail details

Toe beans :3

I used weight 4 yarn and 3mm straight needles for the body (it was hell), whereas the bow is weight 6 on 6mm needles. I had an old spiral crystal necklace that I didn't use, so he has an actual amethyst crystal for his magestone. He is around 40 or 50 centimetres tall, and very potato-shaped. He is potato-shaped so he can't run away from me or the crimes that he commits.

I didn't use a pattern for this, it was all eyeballed (I came to regret this when it came to the limbs). But I do have a very rough mock-up for a pattern (it's just shapes though).

To awaken him, I played Circle of Life and gifted him tuna. It was a whole-ass dance sequence.

Tags; @twistwonderlanddevotee, @krenenbaker, @identity-theft-101, @inkybloom-luv, @eynnwwyjth

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Can we get the dorm leaders reaction to s/o telling them that Twisted wonderland is a game in her world? She gave them plenty of proof and even showed them the game on her phone.

Riddle's confused and extremely intrigued from this piece of information

Though he's more on the confused side of things. He's not so acquainted with technology so it's a hard time for him to discern what's true or fake

And honestly, your claims are so absurd it easily slips on his side as a prank. He'll be polite and look interested the whole time, but his brain is racing against time to make reason of it all

"Cater always tells me about this 'effects' things you can add to photos and there are plenty apps for image manipulation"

Dismisses all the proof you show him as a very dedicated prank of yours, because how could he be merely an AI when he very much feels very alive? Bullshit.

He lays down on his bed for a few nights with a deep sense of dread, being unable to sleep from all the doubt that creeps on his mind. He wants to believe that it's all just a lie, but what if it isn't?

Sleeps through half your essay about how everything he knows is a lie, growing in boredom as you stubbornly shove evidence, talking like some scientist presenting a thesis

Honestly half your argument has already gone through his head at some point so he's not truly impressed

Plays it cool saying you're gone nuts and that all this magic stuff fried your brain

"Geez easy now herbivore, nothing you're blabbering about makes sense", and he looks absolutely unnafected, shrugging it off

He can't help but dwell on it for some time though, but he'll never show it on your face or hesitate for even a moment in front of anyone

No, you are the crazy one, he's very much real. His pain is real, or else all the things he feels deeply rooted on his heart wouldn't hurt this much... right?

At first he's skeptical and scoffs off at your attempts at making his mind around your little antics

He's got the mind of a businessman, he's not falling for such childish pranks, no matter how well made that photoshopped image looks. Oh, wait, it's an app? Well, you're probably just teaming up with Idia to piss him off

His interest is piqued the moment he sees the cards with his face, and as you tell him it's a gacha game, his features light up for a fraction of a second - but then he remembers that you're trying to shove some absurd nonsense down his throat. No, it's not the time for profit thinking

Though you sure did gave him an idea, and he'll be sure to talk it out to Idia some other time

Azul keeps on a composed and rational feeling to him, one he pridefully shows to everyone around him, but he's got his insecurities and doubts, and now you just sparkled something inside his heart

He can't quite grasp it, but it always leaves him choking and uncomfortable, something alike to fear and anxiety, something he used to feel when he was the pathetic little octopus with too much time alone

For the first time after many years, he finds himself pondering about life, questioning everything he knows, a sense of dread tugging at the confines of his mind. He didn't like to think that maybe you were right, that everything he might have experienced was nothing but a cruel lie

Kalim can't quite grasp the concept of his existence being literally a video game, but he's the first one to not treat it like a joke

He's very interested on everything you says naturally, but he's very impressed to know that there's a game where he is a character!

"But... y/n, how could I be a literal game character when I'm right in front of you? Doesn't that mean that you are ficitional as well?"

He laughs light-hearted, taking things surprisingly well - because he can't understand he's not truly real. No matter how many screenshots you show, his wiki page, his cards, not even playing through the whole Scarabia arch will suffice to convince him

He just thinks you're a very talented person who made the game as some kind of diary or something, being inspired by everything that happened in Night Raven College

Eventually Kalim just convinces you to brush your point off, seeing how happy and entertained he looked. Maybe it's for the best to just allow him to eat up that lie

You wouldn't want to make Kalim sad now, would you?

Vil looks at you like you have just insulted his whole bloodline and then threw all his makeup on his face

Stands there in awkward silence, processing all the information and carefully picked proof, snatching your phone to look through it

By the end of this tense moment, he shakes his head, laughing out as if finally understanding that everything was merely a joke.

But you don't laugh back, instead looking him dead in the face

Vil's unsettled by everything, from the way you look at him and the new, hard to swallow information

He asks you to go to therapy and says that he'll be more than happy to accompany you, sincerely worried about you

He doesn't want to believe the things you showed him, so just like the others, he'll just settle on the idea of you playing a prank on him for the sake of his own mental health.

Idia.exe has stopped working

"I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!" shouts out once he snaps out of his paralyzed processation so loudly you're sure everyone at NRC could hear him

He looks mortified and equally thrilled as he goes on blabbering about some underground government bullshit

Red and blue pill kinda shit, you know? Talks about simulations and how he dreamed saw the walls around his room glitch for a moment while gaming (he's sleep deprived)

Shut him up or else he'll be wailing in his fake existence and talking to you about some conspirational theories he formulated with the source of his own brain

Malleus is eerily silent as you present him with all the information you have, a perfect display of your confidence and everything that just fell right like puzzle pieces

When you're done and looks up at him, expecting an answer, he stares back, his emerald eyes deep and piercing, silently rummaging through your features though his gaze made you feel like he was reaching directly for your soul

"I know," he responds simply, an amused smile creeping between his lips

With a nod of farewell, he turns on his heels and simply leaves, unbothered to give any kind of explanation

Malleus leaves you with an existential crisis, hanging where you stood without understanding a thing

He knows? How can he know? Is he programmed to say that? Is he truly an IA?

You're not sure and will never be, because Malleus never gives you an answer eveytime you poke at the matter, simply smiling warmly before resuming to his tasks