#cerise writings

[cerise-angel]

steve is the best with you. always. he always makes sure that you feel comfortable around his big gang of friends, even though they all love you, sometimes is a little overwhelming. so you swiftly excuse yourself to steves room, lying on the bed with your shoes off. curling into a ball with his duvet. it smells like him, like it should. a soft hint of baby soap (the regulars are too harsh on his skin) and musky vanilla. you smile clutching the duvet. steve is downstairs laughing about something eddie said. you love when he is happy and careless, drinking beer and making you cute vodka cocktails. with a silly smile and entombed by his smell, you fall asleep. steve comes to check on you a while later, to see if you want something or company or nothing. when he spots you on his bed, steve melts. he gently puts a pillow under your head, with a small hum of protest from you. he takes his shoes off, his sweater and belt too, before molding his body against yours, pulling on another blanket for him. is automatic, the way you turn to face him, rubbing your cheeks on his chest, sighing softly. he kisses your forehead and you finish wrapping yourself on him. steve chuckles lightly, trying to tilt your chin so he can kiss you. frowning, you keep you head tucked against his chest, always a little stubborn. steve smiles and end up leaving a crown of kisses on your hair, before he too falls asleep with a silly smile and entombed by your arms.

[xbomboi]

hello Ever After High tumblr community, i humbly request your attention briefly.

so basically, i have a lot of Ever After High ideas clogging my head, ranging from misc. concepts, to plans for entire storylines/arcs. (this includes world building regarding both what we’ve already seen and what we haven’t yet seen, character arcs and development, fairytales and fairytale characters we have yet to actually meet onscreen, etc.)

i doubt anyone cares that much, but i have this vision for how the rest of the Ever After High story (in the tv continuity) would go. i have tentative plans to write this continuation using the 4 episode per story arc format that eah later switched to, while staying in line with the tone and writing style of the specials/webisodes so that it feels like it could naturally work as an official, canon continuation of the series, all while still telling a compelling narrative.

currently i have a rough outline for the first four-episode story arc that i’ve come up with (though i still have a few things i wanna workshop with it) written out. (side note: i typically write the finished draft of stuff in screenplay format, so the rough outline is written with eventually being transferred into that format in mind.)

i just wanted to post this to see if there’s any actual, palpable interest in this at all. and because my friends think i’m insane for keeping my work to myself & the select few people i’ve chosen to show it to as opposed to publicly sharing it because they at least think it’s good enough to be shown off.

so, yeah, just putting this out there incase there are people who wanna know more. i’d be willing to share the aforementioned rough outline i’ve written.

tldr; i want to write—and finish—the story of Ever After High.

[smileyfacemojisworld]

Eah Fanfic Ideas

For Mind-Blocks

Dexter and Darling asking Raven to help them switch bodies and their experiences

Dexter and Raven going to a Tailor Quick concert together (/with Apple and Darling as a double date?)

Royals and Rebels switch sides and each character’s experience in the other side

The Hood-Badwolf family having a secret picnic(Hunter and Ashlynn unexpectedly came across them? Or Cedar)

Melody and Justine perform together for the talent show

Adventures of the Trios: Briar, Cupid and Hopper; Daring, Dexter and Darling; Maddie, Kitty and Lizzie; Apple, Briar and Blondie?

A day in the life of:*insert character name*

Duchess’s Journey of finding a Happily Ever After

“Family Moments”

Blondie’s and Cupid’s podcasts collab

COMMENT A SHIP PLEASE AND I WILL LIST DOWN FANFIC IDEAS

[gumjester]

whether or not i would fight the following eah students

im drunk and found this in my notes from 2021. 😭 I NO LONGER STAND BY SOME OF THESE OPINIONS. but most i do. a semantic sequel to this post

Raven Queen: no. hasn't she already been through enough? also i'd definitely lose

Apple White: yes. god yes. it would be so funny

Briar Beauty: maybe while drunk, but something tells me it would be a very bad idea

Ashlynn Ella: no. god, how depressing would that be? though maybe she'd have a chance if she went at me with a stiletto

Hunter Huntsman: yes, because it would be funny to see how he would try to avoid killing me instantly

Cedar Wood: no. what's the point? it's like trying to kick the shit out of a really polite coffee table

Cerise Hood: MAYBE IF I WAS FEELING REALLY MEAN. it would be funny in a similar manner to hunter, but with the added tension of me constantly going for the hood. i know ur shit cerise. don't play w me

Blondie Lockes: i consider fighting blondie lockes one of my primary life goals. i will curbstomp that bitch in the middle of her own livestream

Sparrow Hood: 100%, mostly for public spectacle. idk if i would win but I'm sure we'd have a wonderful time. unless he has his guitar on him because he would defo play dirty and just start swinging it like a mace

Duchess Swan: no thank you. ballerinas are strong and duchess stores anger like nutrition for the winter. she would break my neck

Darling Charming: i don't think so. depending where she is on public knowledge of her secret she'd either purposefully lose or just wipe the floor with me. awkward all round

Dexter Charming: maybe, because i think if he gave it a proper go he'd win and i feel like that would be good for his self esteem

Daring Charming: yes, because i know i'd win if i straight away went for his face. bust his lip open. it would humble him

Lizzie Hearts: no ma'am. maybe i'd fare better in hand to hand combat but i can't imagine she'd keep any less than four knives on her person and lizzie is not the type to hold back. im heading straight to hospital

Kitty Cheshire: no. it would be humiliating. i can't see how i'd even get a hit in

Maddie Hatter: absolutely not. i have no qualms with her whatsoever, also she'd definitely kill me by accident

Alistair Wonderland: sure, why not. i want to see what all that time in apocalyptic wonderland has taught him, and whether it cancels out his status as a fucking nerd

Bunny Blanc: no, because i don't want to go to jail for homicide. she is a 5 foot nothing rabbit who can barely stand up by herself. she'd die if i poked her with a toothpick

Chase Redford: NO. if he didn't want to fight he'd just silently let me hit him for like an hour, and if he was About It then he'd instantly fucking annihilate me. just leave the boy alone

Courtly Jester: I KNOW I'D LOSE BUT IT'S THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING. I HAVE TO FIGHT HER. i might even have a chance if she wasn't allowed to pirate any dark magic

Humphrey Dumpty: i feel cruel for even thinking about this. he's a skinny gamer with a physical predisposition for getting hit. it would be like shooting fish in the most depressing barrel

Hopper Croakington II: NO. HE IS MY FUCKING BOY AND I'LL PROTECT HIM WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE. also i could just flirt and then stamp on the frog

Faybelle Thorn: yeah sure. this may sound egotistical but i'm pretty sure i could win if magic wasn't involved

Crystal Winter: yes. the bitch would trip over her own shoelaces and knock herself out

[fabseg-reader]

Cerisette Lilanette: Revelation (Alternate Story/Minicomic)

I've drawn a Lilanette sketch today. Below, I have written a hypothetical script.

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"Lila" is akumatized into Hoaxer/Infox and she holds Marinette as her hostage.

Hoaxer: "Revelation: Marinette and I are in date. But these jealous super fake heroes Cat Noir and Scarabella want to break our love."

Marinette (mad): "Don't tell lies, Lila ! We aren't..."

Hoaxer kisses Marinette on the cheek. Making the latter blushed and surprised.

Marinette (disturbed): Yuuurk !!

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Bonus:

Cat Noir becomes extremely mad/jealous against Hoaxer. He had already activated his Cataclysm.

Cat Noir (angry): Release My Marinette NOW !!

Scarabella: Calm down, Cat Noir ! Calm down !

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I search a name for this "ship":

-Hoaxette

-Marihoaxer

-Hoaxinette

-Marixer

[calyxthenerd]

HIIIIIIII❤️

Idk if u did before but Kitty X Cerise?🥺

This is such a cute pairing actually! And I’ve never written anything for them before!

They bicker so much about every little thing that for the first two months of their relationship, all their friends thought they hated each other, until they got caught by Cedar in the enchanted forest, and well, the whole school found out

Lots of threats from their respective friend groups (You’d expect Raven and Lizzie to be exceptionally brutal about it, but Kitty disappears every time Cedar comes into the room and when Bunny arrives, Cerise always tugs her hood extra tight over her head, they refuse to talk about it and shudder every time someone asks)

Eventually when Cerise decides to talk about her family on her own terms and takes her hood off, Kitty breaks down into tears and keeps apologizing every time they talk for a week

Kitty thinks it’s adorable how her girlfriend can tear into a piece of meat like it’s nobody’s business

Every time someone makes fun of Cerise’s more wolfish traits that she can’t hide they go to class the next morning with neon green hair, or chicken legs or with a clown outfit on (the only thing they had in their closet) and that’s not even touching on teachers who force her to do presentations in front of the whole class, or that one time someone set up a trap for hunting in the enchanted forest and Carmin got caught in it, they vanished without a trace before even Ashlynn Ella could get her hands on them, not that they’d be missed, they were so annoying and bigoted, and their grades weren’t particularly high, so headmaster Grimm didn’t even bother looking into it

Lots and lots of scratching behind ears on both parts, they melt into a puddle every time

This happens at least once a week during lunch:

Ramona: what the hell are you doing with Hood? She’s so boring and quiet, I seriously don’t get it, are you clinically insane?? (This is all in sisterly good fun)

Kitty: first of all, I’m from wonderland, we’re all insane, but have no clinics for it, and second of all, if you ever talk about my girlfriend like that again, I’ll make what happened to Hedge look like a joke (this is a game to them, the three of them are going to Kitty’s room to laugh their asses off after this)

[a-flaming-idiot]

I think it'd be really funny if someone did a rewrite of Miraculous Ladybug and they kept the thing of Lila have multiple moms. But instead of the weird "A fourteen-year-old has been able to manipulate multiple families into raising her" way it's a normal lesbian/polyamory way. Like she just has two or more moms and there's nothing strange about it. That'd be funny.

[ninadove]

I’m not even going to lie to you guys.

There’s a huge chance S6 is going to make me love Lila and I’m honestly super excited about it

[otomes-and-tears]

♦ Colour Swap ♦

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► a/n: This is a very, very late birthday gift for my bestie, @dreamtydraw ! It's based on this post by them. They love the color swap au so much I just knew I had to write something special for them based on it <3 So... yeah! Happy birthday, Al. Hope you like my gift. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend!

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Cove was eight when his life changed forever.

He was wearing a pink cast, crying his eyes out in a poppy field. Lost in a town he didn’t know, the distant crashing of the waves on the shore acting as his only reassurance.

Then, she appeared.

Like an angel. Like the answer to all of his prayers.

He could swear her eyes almost glowed under the moonlight. Orange blazing in the dark like fire. The only light in the dark night, the lighthouse leading him home.

Cerise was his soulmate. He was certain of it. There was nothing his little heart believed in more, not when she understood him, so wholly and truthfully.

But there were no new marks on his body when he arrived home, time didn’t stop, touching her didn’t make colours spread in her skin like ink and he didn’t have any words written on his wrist.

It was disappointing. Cove was no stranger to crying, but it felt different. It felt wrong.

His dad tried to reassure him— Cove was young, and soulmates rarely found each other in childhood. He can’t force it. His connection will manifest with the right person at the right time, when they’re both fully ready to be together.

But why couldn’t it be now? Why did he have to wait?

What was the point of being with someone if it wasn’t his best friend?

The years passed and the uneasiness only grew. 

Cove and Cerise only got closer, and with each passing birthday, he became more fearful of the day their bonds would manifest.

Because what if she wasn’t his match? Cove was sure that he’d love Cerise regardless of who his soulmate ended up being. She was so wonderful, so sweet and kind. 

He yearned for her, something deep within his bones ached for her. He couldn’t imagine feeling this way for anyone else, he didn’t want to.

But what if her feelings for him changed? What if they grew apart after she met her soulmate?

Cove didn’t want to lose what they had, but he wanted nothing more than for her to be happy. Even if it meant he couldn’t be with her in the way he so desperately wanted to.

When they started dating, he pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind. 

It wasn’t fair to Cerise to feel this way, he knew it. He was being so selfish and self-centred, wishing for time to stop and things to stay static to preserve what they had right now.

Cerise had chosen him, regardless of what fate might’ve said.

She chose him. That meant something. That meant everything. 

Cerise’s love wasn’t fickle, her trust and love were precious gifts that weren’t given away easily. But Cove couldn’t stop his thoughts— couldn’t stop the way that ugly feeling of jealousy would bubble up when he was alone in his room when he panicked about making sure he’d make her happy enough he’d have a fighting chance, or even any chance at all, against the cruel hands of fate.

Deep down he knew Cerise thought of it, too. By the sadness in her eyes as their eighteenth birthdays neared and the way she held him just a little bit tighter when they said goodbye for the day as if clinging to the familiarity of him and what they had. 

Once he wished for the day he’d meet his soulmate, now, he dreaded it.

Cove knew it had happened before he even looked at himself in the mirror:

It tingled and itched, barely perceptible, until the feeling overtook his whole body in a way that was hard to ignore.

Strangest of all was the feeling of change. By the time it was over, and he stared at his ceiling, trying to catch his breath, he knew something had changed.

Maybe something about him, maybe fate itself. It felt like a point of no return.

With shaky hands and trembling legs, Cove stumbled to the nearest mirror. He hated the unknown, but something compelled him to move. To rip the bandaid off and confirm his fears once and for all.

But when he looked at his reflection— something was different. Instead of ocean blue eyes, wet with unshed tears, the colour that met him was a warm orange. His hair was different too, the colour of sunset, of warm fires and fall leaves.

His hands were shaking again. Cove brought his fingers to his hair as he brushed them against his beachy waves, trying to assess if this was real or just the result of another one of his wish-fulfilment dreams. 

But it seemed too real, the softness of his hair, the coldness of the mirror underneath his fingertips and the way his legs ached when he broke into a run, following the familiar path that would take him to the poppy hill, where it all started.

There, on a warm summer night, staring at the ocean, as the waves crashed on the shore, was a girl with long, seafoam hair and a loose t-shirt.

She turns towards him as soon as she hears the rustling of the grass beneath his feet, blue eyes widening as she looks up to see him— in an expression he knows mirrors his own.

He reached towards her, tears rolling down his face. He needed to touch her, needed to feel the warmth of her skin to reassure him that, after all these years, his eight-year-old self was right. Cerise was his other half.

As he smiled, warm and filled with indescribable joy, Cove noticed how, despite the different colours, her eyes still seemed to glow under the moonlight.

[cerise-angel]

Smarty

+18 Keys x Reader

word count: 2,955

Keys is a pretty handsome guy. The kind of guy that makes anyone feel at ease just by staring at his hazel, puppy-like eyes. He has a pretty slope nose, cute freckles and small moles on his face and body, soft shiny hair and a perfect smile. Keys knows that he's pretty. He likes to act as if he's completely oblivious to his own charms, adding to the whole shy aloof tech guy persona. He knows the look girls and boys give to him, wanting to eat him up. He likes the attention, even though it still makes him flush at the neck and ears sometimes. He likes the way the girls giggle and offer him help when he has trouble with the printer at his job. He knows the flirty eyes and lingering touches girls give to him when he explains something to them, and how wildly they react and he swallows nervously. He knows the sultry tone of voice they use whenever he's alone with them in an elevator. He likes when they touch his cheeks, talking about how cute he looks with his glasses. Keys knows all of it.

He thinks is funny how you seem to act so untouched by his charming aura. He knows you're not imune to him, he noticed the slightly dazed look on your face whenever he talks to you. How you get fidgety, like a scared kitten, when he sits too close to you in meetings. And his favorite, how you cant keep eye contact, looking away and flushing every time. Keys thinks is cute, the way you avoid him, while also acting as if he's not affecting you at all. But then again, he knows he is.

It's friday, and as usual, the small office is nearly empty. Mouser has already left, with a promise of finishing his coding at home. Millie's desk is on your other side, leaving you between her and Keys. It's a little annoying sometimes, because they chat as if you weren't there, or worse, as if you were some kind of wall that they need to dodge to talk to each other. Other than that is nice. Millie is nice with you, and you consider yourselves to be friends. Keys is nicer, but the way you look at him makes clear you don't consider him your friend. He's in undefined territory, since you want him but don't want him to know it. He obviously has better things, or people, to do.

Millie looks at you smiling and waving, before plugging her notebook off, and leaves the place in quiet steps. She doesn't say anything to Keys, as she usually would, but then you realize its because he's focused on something, big headset on, eyes and nose scrunching in concern. You dont know for how long you stare at his face before he catches you, a mischievous glint to the smile he gives to you.

"What you doing?"

You shake your head before answering, feeling your armpits getting warmer with embarrassment. "Just, hm, Millie just left." Keys nods, taking the headset off, before turning his chair to you. He's still smiling, but is almost boyish now. He gets up walking to your desk, stopping just before his waist can touch your shoulders.

"No, what are you still doing here? Having any trouble?" You look at the slight messed up script on your computer screen. Sheepishly you nod, letting him invade the space between you and your desk. He works in silence, typing fast, the blue light of the screen reflecting in his glasses. You can seem to look away from him, inspecting his face and hair and hands and the lean muscles of his forearms, almost concealed by the rolled up sleeves of his grey shirt. It's almost too much, and you feel embarrassed by ogling him, staring quickly at the pen holder on your desk. If Keys notices it he doesn't show you. He does notices it, though. It takes him a lot of inner strength to not let a satisfied smile appear on his face. Instead, he keeps focused on the screen, catching glimpses of your face reflected in the mirror.

Suddenly Keys stops typing, and runs a hand to his hair. You look at the screen in awe. He smiles at you. "Done." You look up to him ready to thank him for helping you, but with the way he looks at you and the way he looks so handsome just standing in the dim lighting has the words caught up in your throat. You swallow, trying to find focus to speak, but he beats you.

"You're still having trouble aren't you?" You frown, not really understanding what he means. You want to ask him, opening your mouth to do so, but his hands cradle your face, he finds his way to stay between your thighs, and pulls your face gently up, to stare at his blown pupils eyes. You don't know to what exactly you're answering, but you nod your head yes, letting your lips part slowly, your breathing starting to get a little ragged. His hands are soft against your cheeks, a little bit of roughness on the tips of the fingers. Keys smile.

"Do you still need my help?" And now you get it, nodding a little too eagerly, tingling anxiety on your armpits, hands and neck. Keys chuckle at you, shaking his head a little. You feel like you're doing too much and intend to pull away, only for him to bend over and attach his lips to yours. His lips are a little chapped, tasting like coffee and melon bubble gum. He kisses you softly, letting you frustrated when he pulls away. His mouth moves to kiss your eye, your cheeks, the edge of your jaw, and your mouth again. He devours you then. The kiss is passionate, his hand running through your scalp to hold you more firmly, nested on the nape of your neck. You kiss him back urgently, letting him lick inside your mouth, sighing with want. Your hands twitch going to hold him by his shirt. Keys pull away, lingering kisses on your forehead.

"What do you want my help with?" He kisses your temple.

"With the mess between your thighs?" He kisses your nose while smiling.

"With the way you keep looking at me, like im not gonna notice those pretty eyes?" He kisses your jaw, nipping the soft skin. You gasp.

"With the way you ignore me? Hurting me?" You clutch his shirt harder, pulling him to kiss you again. He does, happy with your reaction. He kisses your mouth again, slow and lustful, earning whines from how much you want him. His hands go to your waist, for you to get up off your chair. You pull him harder, too anxious to trust your hands exploring on their own. Keys walks back until he sits down on his chair and pulls you to his lap with ease. You sit, arms tangling on his neck, before kissing him again. He dodges, and your kiss lands on his cheekbone.

"Wanna go to my place or to yours?" You think a little, too dazed by him.

"My house is 5 minutes away." He nods. "Mine is two blocks away."

You smile sheepishly, nesting yourself against his warm embrace. "Yours then." He nods too, looking at you in what seems adoration. "Atta girl."

The walk to his building is unnerving. Keys has his arm thrown lazily on your shoulders, as if this was a usual thing. Your body seems to think the same, and you hug him by the waist before you can think about it. He kisses the tip of your nose for that, a subtle new hint of adoration in his eyes. It's nice being so close to someone that you can smell their perfume, their sunscreen, the gum they're chewing, their sweat. Keys is warm, and you indulge yourself in being in his arms on a chilly evening. You could do this every day. You want to do this every day.

The building doesn't have a doorman, and Keys opens the door to you, making a silly face. He tells you his apartment is on the 8th floor, and so, you two walk to the elevator. His body is still glued to yours, hands holding hands, thighs touching thighs. The moment the elevator door closes, his lips are on yours again. It's soft, not nearly as desperate as before, but just as ardent. You pull him by his waist, locking one of legs between yours. He whines in your mouth when you touch a silver of exposed skin between his pants and t shirt. You want to hear him again. Keys slows you down, kissing you languidly and locking your hands with his. You are about to whine about it, but the elevator opens up. When he pulls back and looks at you, his eyes are a pool of molasses, warm and full of affection and yearning. He smiles while you pout at him. "Easy, tiger."

You giggle and he pulls you along the yellow lightning hallway. You feel giddy and excited, the way you felt when you had your first kiss. He looks so handsome in the dim lightning, the yellow hues only enhancing his tanned skin and caramel locks. You wanna eat him up. When he notices your not so subtle staring he laughs, giving you a quick peck on the cheeks before unlocking the door. Keys' place is quite neat, some mess of books and coffee mugs on the small table. You cant look around much, his lips are on your neck, his hands roaming between your ribcage and waist. When he touches your tits, a barely there, whisper of a touch, you gasp. He seems to like your reaction, grunting against your hair. Walking together you both reach his bedroom, where he turns you on his arms. Keys kisses you, urgently, teeth nipping lip, and suddenly you two are on the bed. You pull away, feeling too anxious now that this is actually happening.

"Keys." He's kissing your neck now, his hands under your shirt, his pelvis in synch with yours. You try again. "Keys, I wan-ah-na talk." He stops immediately, looking up to your face with blown pupils and shiny lips. You cant resist the urge to touch him, cupping his cheeks.

"I like you." He gives you a smirk, one of his hands coming up to stroke your cheek. "I can see that." He gestures to the way your legs are wrapped on his waist, locking him against you. You smile softly.

"No, like, I really like you. I don't want this to be a one time thing. I couldn't bear it." He sighs, and looks a little confused. He catches your hands, and kisses your knuckles. He cups your face then. "Honey, i've been trying to get to you for a long time. I want you for a long time. I wouldn't keep chasing you, if this was a one time thing."

You snort, happy he seems to feel the same as you. "You didnt chase me." He laughs ironically, ducking in to kiss your neck. "I did, you just never noticed."

Before you could keep arguing with him, and probably ruin the mood, his mouth was on yours again, a new intention behind the kiss. You grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him even closer to you. You pull away to kiss his neck, and place his hands on tour tits. He gasps and squeezes them softly, whining when you roll your hips against his. "You're too warm. Lets take this off."

You nod eagerly helping him to pull your shirt off. His comes next, and then your jeans and his jeans. Keys kisses you again, and you remove your bra. He pulls back, sitting on his ankles to watch you almost bare before him. He licks his lips, hands going straight to your tits. He squeezes them, focused on your reactions. He kisses one nipple and then the other before fully attaching his mouth to one of them. His thumb flicks the other, and you start to get impossibly wet. Still attached to your breast, his other hand descent to tease your cunt, pressing your cotton covered clit. You moan, and Keys looks up, smiling with his mouth engulfing your breast. You're getting impatient tugging him, squirming legs while he keeps teasing you. He gives you enough to stay in the halfway between your release, but never enough. Keys adores the way you whine and begs for more.

Finally he pulls your panties down, and licks your cunt. You almost cum just from that, back arching, hands tugging his soft hair. You can feel him smile against you and that only makes you wetter. He looks at you, glasses still on.

"Take them off for me please?" You nod, shaking hands taking his glasses and placing delicately at the bedside table. He licks you again, completely focused on your cunt, licking, kissing, devouring it. Keys presses his fingers at your entrance, and you push yourself against them in a desperate attempt.

"So needy, baby." The condescending tone in his voice and the way he pushes one finger inside, then the other, has you crying, clutching tightly to his sheets. He moves them slowly, testing you. "Can you take more?"

You answer yes panting, and he kisses the skin below your belly button as a reward. He adds a third finger and slowly sets a pace, his mouth glued to your clit. He alternates between licking and kissing your cunt and biting playfully at your thighs. You want him to eat you up, and he does, allowing your pleasure to flood through your senses, leaving you with ragged breaths and shaking limbs. Keys seems satisfied when he lays his head on your stomach, his hands caressing the sides of your ribs. He smiles lazily, pure bliss in his eyes, and you smile back, reaching to pet his hair.

"Didn't know you were this skilled in girls department, Mr. Keys." He laughs, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He climbs on top of you, his cock poking close to your cunt. You feel hot all over, and in a bold move, you grab his butt. Keys gasps and feigns a shocked expression before kissing your lips.

"Wanna be inside you." He says softly, before hiding his face between your neck and shoulder. You think is adorable, how he was just between your legs making you moan desperately, and now he seems shy about wanting to have you. You pull his face gently, kissing the tip of his nose. "Then be inside me."

He wastes no time, pushing his boxers down and hurriedly lining himself with you. You feel the air leave your lungs when he sinks in you, it's a nice burning stretch. "Jesus-f-fuck Keys!"

He whimpers and his hands grip you harder. "Sorry, sorry baby. So so sgood, feels so good." Keys starts slowly, allowing your body to get used and to feel all of him. Even though it's still burning, you need more, so you snap your hips against his. He groans, fucking you harder, meeting your hips in synch. Keys brings your legs up his shoulders, allowing him to feel you deeper, to fuck you deeper. His eyes never leave yours, and the way his face scrunch up, every time he fills you entirely, is enough to leave you a whimpering mess. He's close to his release and the soft babbling of how good you feel, how perfect is your pussy, how you look so pretty underneath him has you on the brink of your orgasm too.

Keys bends a little to reach your mouth with his own, and you lose all control, engulfing his body in a warm embrace of arms and legs and kisses. He keeps kissing you, swallowing your cries and slowing down. "Where do you want me, baby?" Everywhere. You want him under your skin, between your ribs, close to your heart. "In me, please." He grunts, rolling his hips slowly, making you mewl. "So polite, so good to me, so, so pretty, such a pretty little face, such a pretty little cunt."

You gasp, and Keys keeps fucking you slowly, steadily, focused on how you feel wrapped around him. You hold him tightly, still on your post climax haze, and he spills inside you. He collapses on top of your body, hands finding rest on your sides. His right hand fetches yours, and the lazy smile on his face when you squeeze his fingers between yours is enough to end all wars. Keys kisses your sternum, your throat, your chin and finally your lips. Is soft and languid, your legs finally resting on the mattress instead of locking his body closer to yours. He smiles between kissing, his hand now caressing your cheeks. "I quite like you, you know." You smile, so happy it almost hurt your cheeks. "I quite like you too." Keys rolls to the side, pulling you to lay beside him. A small blanket is throw over you but you're too focused on Keys' warmth and soft pine smell to notice. He kisses your mouth, nipping softly on the flesh before hugging you closely and dozing off to sleep.

[sstwins]

Femslash Feb Day 7 - Dahlia - Kitty/Cerise

the swap actually ended up working out perfectly guys

i was hoping dahlias would be poisionous to cats and dogs so i could write this story... and they are!

its all coming together this month

i could really use some more ships though if you wanna send some over!

(to the person who suggestion cj and freddie IM SO SORRY i never watched wicked world beyond a few episodes X.X)

Brief Summary: Cerise was very cautious. Kitty was very wild. Maybe their differences were what made them a perfect pair.

Word Count: 440

I’m still accepting ships for femslash feb!!! Send me your fave fem pairs and I’ll write you a fic sometime this month!! (22 spots left)

Cerise had learned from a young age to be really cautious when shopping for flowers. There were a ton of beautiful blooms that were poisonous to dogs, which also included wolves. Obviously her dad probably wasn’t going to eat those, but it was better safe than sorry. Plus, she and Ramona were technically half-wolf, so it was just better to not have those hanging around. Her mom had a big love for flowers though, so she’d taught them about safety. Roses were in. Dahlias were out.

Regardless, she and her family weren’t big flower eaters. But when she’d started dating Kitty, this random body of knowledge suddenly became very helpful.

Kitty was honestly kind of wild. Probably it was because she’d been raised in Wonderland. Cerise didn’t know everything that went down in that place, but she’d come to the assumption that a lot of things there were randomly edible. Including things like pencils, buttons, and flowers. Cerise had absent mindedly picked out an animal safe arrangement of flowers to give to Kitty not long after they’d started dating, but her stomach had still plummeted after Kitty started munching on them. Thankfully she hadn’t contaminated the bunch, and everything was fine.

Frankly, Cerise didn’t know how Kitty had gone so long without getting poisoned. She would eat random things off the ground all the time. She’d had to pull a bunch of things out of Kitty’s hands in the first few months of them dating before the girl finally caught on. The cat had been very insistent that she had some kind of ‘Wonderland Immune System’, but Cerise just didn’t see how eating leaves could possibly be good for anyone.

It was, admittedly, endearing though. Kitty had a very low sense of fear, whereas Cerise’s was extremely high. She’d been raised to always be incredibly cautious, and never put yourself out there more than you had to. All in the pursuit of keeping the family secret. Although she was passing some of that caution onto Kitty, the other girl was also helping her to be more daring. She’d learned how to climb trees and sit on precarious branches. Sometimes, when they were all alone in the middle of the woods, Cerise would even take her hood down and feel the wind on her ears. 

They both had things to learn from the other girl. Cerise wasn’t sure if she’d ever actually be carefree, and she doubted that Kitty was going to give up her wild side. But together, they both encouraged the other girl to do things that were different. And maybe that was what made them a perfect match

[writingbycerise]

war and love

Ares was not beautiful, for war in its name was not beautiful.

Yet Aphrodite loved him all the same, far more than she could love Hephaestus.

Was it pride?

No, I think not. Perhaps Aphrodite simply wanted a lover who would go to war for her.

by cerise.

[fabseg-reader]

Miraculous fanfic: Chrysabug (First Time)

I've drawn new Cerisette/Chrysabug sketches. The first (at the top) illustrates the first meeting (or first confrontation) between Ladybug and Chrysalis and how should be happening. Below, there is a fanfic.

This happens in a rooftop of a building. Ladybug has been attacked by a supervillain (or precisely by a supervillainess): It's in fact the new Butterlfy Miraculous Holder. After an intense duel (with the use of the Lucky Charm and the Miraculous Ladybug for repair the minor damages on the roof), Ladybug had managed to immobilize her Butterfly girl. The latter is trapped in her opponent's yo-yo.

Ladybug (in good mood, teasing): It seems I have cought a special butterfly. Is that you, the Nooroo's new Holder ?

Chrysalis (confident): I just hoped I could catch a interesting specimen as you are, Ladybug.

Ladybug: Who are you ?

Chrysalis: Before you call your Cat*, I want say to you who I am, my Lady.

Ladybug feels confused about her adversary saying 'My Lady'. It's the Cat Noir's line.

Chrysalis: I am Monarch's former apprentice. The future Hawkmoth. But for the moment, I prefer you call me Chrysalis.

Ladybug: Sounds like you are too proud about yourself, Chrysalis.

Chrysalis giggles.

Chrysalis: When you fought against Monarch, I was present. I came to the Agreste manor for steal the Butterfly brooch to Mr Agreste. I just came to take my revenge on him for having backfired me. I've observed you in action, but none of both you had noticed my presence. I know all about you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Ladybug: What ?

Chrysalis (smiling): Even about the wish processus. Gimmi the kwami of the Reality. The Gabriel's self-erasure from the reality. I could reveal that to everyone (even to Adrien) but I haven't did it. That happened two months ago. Do you know why I still keep your secret hidden ?

Ladybug (perplexed): What do you mean ?

Chrysalis: I hide your identity from the public because I respect you, my Lady.

Ladybug is intrigued.

Chrysalis: Since I know you exist as the superheroin of Paris, I hated you so much for having saboted my schemes. I've teamed up with Hawkmoth who will become Monarch for eliminating you. I hated you even in your civilian form, so I had to ruin your life. I hated you until the day of the final battle against Monarch when I has been witness of your detransformation of Bugnoire. I was confused first like you are actually confused. I've found out Marinette and Ladybug are the same person that explains why you're the only one I've never managed to make you fell in my words.

Ladybug: Wait a minute. Your words ? You would say: Your lies ?

Chrysalis: Ding ! ding ! ding ! good answer, my Lady.

Ladybug (shocked and grossed): Lila ?!

Chrysalis: Yeah and not really. Lila Rossi was nothing but a disguise. Things aren't always what they seem to be at first sight. I have used too many identities and disguises on my life even before you and Cat Noir had begun your adventures/tales on Paris. My vision of the world is just... different.

Ladybug: It's a lot of things you're telling me, 'Chrysalis'. How can I be sure you're not lying to me, this time ? A trap ?

Chrysalis: I understand your vigilance but I don't come to you as your enemy. I have a deal for you.

Ladybug: What deal ?

Chrysalis: I challenge you to discover my birth name and/or to find my residence. You can call the place my lair but I call it La Plage too. I keep your real identity secret, my Lady. Don't worry.

Ladybug: You introduce yourself to me with the only missing miraculous. You already engage a duel against me and now you propose me an 'treasure hunting' about you ?

Chrysalis: The duel was just a test but I will try to be fair on this .

Ladybug stays careful of the butterfly girl's words. She stealthly spins for watching around herself (realizing a panorama) and she turns her look on the captive.

Ladybug: I just want to be sure you haven't bring some akumatized people.

Chrysalis: I even haven't akumatized anyone yet at Paris. Have you noticed that ? I offer you this deal. But only to you.

Ladybug: Why me ?

Chrysalis begins to be flirtatous.

Chrysalis (blushing): Because you have made me curious toward you. Since you've hidden the fact Gabi and Monarch were the same person from everybody in the world, I just realised you and I are similar, familiar. Together, we need each other.

Ladybug is like slightly disturbed by Chrysalis' words.

Ladybug: Do you believe I will accept this deal ?

Chrysalis: So. Do you prefer I reveal who is really Gabriel Agreste to everybody (even in prison) ? Bring me to jail and it will be fun. Take me the miraculous but I have covered the brooch with a strong glue for prevent you to remove it to me.

The red black-spotted superheroin still expresses some doubts. Meanwhile, she is now aware of these revelations used to not be lies: her adversary knows her real identity, the same girl has been Hawkmoth's accomplice for akumatization causes, knows how to use the Absolute Power from Tikki and Plagg and the girl is used to be 'Lila Rossi'. She has even confessed Lila was a simple disguise she had weared during her time at Françoise Dupont school with many disguises. Meanwhile, Ladybug rethinks about the actual butterfly holder's case.

Why hadn't she tried to steal the Ladybug and Cat miraculouses for summon Gimmi and make the wish for herself ? Has she some other plans ? If she can use some fake identities and some fake looks, why didn't have used all her ressources ? Is it possible Nooroo can accept a girl like her as his holder ?

Ladybug realizes about this point: During the Summer vacation, 'Lila'/Chrysalis hasn't come back in her life. This peace time has been too good for her. And now, like an intuition, the superheroin begins to think her adversary is honest for real. Despite the confusing situation she's living, Ladybug has the feeling her nemesis isn't telling lies to her at all.

Chrysalis: Have you chosen your choice, my Lady ?

Ladybug: Fine. I let you leave, Chrysalis. For this time.

The superheroin removes her yo-yo, freeing Chrysalis. The latter takes her swordcane, moves away from Ladybug and jumps from the rooftop to a building.

Chrysalis: Thank you for your choice. We will see you again, Ladybug. (making an evil smile) But as a civilian, I look forward to seeing you again, Marinette Dupain-Cheng. When will happen, I will be already disguised. (becoming cheerful again) That's my clue for you. I wish you Good luck for finding out who I am really, my real name and my real backstory.

Chrysalis moves her arms for forming a heart pose at the top of her own head. It's a directed message to Ladybug. The latter is suddenly fascinated by the former. The butterfly girl flees to the other side of Paris and disappears.

Ladybug (intrigued and blushing): What a strange girl.

The End

*Cat Noir

Bonuses:

Chrysabug kiss scene.

Ladybug and Chrysalis take the hide on an alley away from the public.

[calyxthenerd]

@eah-shiper-69

Daring loves having a girlfriend that can stand up for herself and doesn’t rely on him to do it for her (he hates confrontation just as much as Dexter, but as the eldest, could never show it)

Together, they can eat every part of edible meat in a cow, and still be hungry

He gets adopted by her friends (having none of his own) and he loves the makeovers they give him on sleepovers

They always make a point to show up on royal events with “reversed” outfits (she wears a suit and he wears a dress)

After the revolution, they build a cabin in the woods and are rarely seen by anyone, he loves not having to play a part, be a pawn in someone else’s game, and she loves not having to pretend to be a fragile, naive little girl, being able to run through the woods at night, feel the earth on her bare feet, the wind in her hair, that she’s finally able to let loose after years stuffing it under that hood, they’re free

[obsessedwithtodoroki]

Ever After High Sexuality Headcannons

Been rewatching the series

This is student-focused, if you want me to do teachers or others I missed, just ask.

Alistair Wonderland-Demi

Apple White-Lesbian

Ashlynn Ella- Straight

Blondie Locks- Ace

Briar Beauty- Bi

Brooke Page- Ace

Bunny Blanc-Demi

C.A. Cupid-Pan

Ceder Wood-Bi

Cerise Hood-Lesbian

Courtly Jester-Pan

Crystal Winter-Lesbian

Daring Charming-Straight

Darling Charming- Lesbian

Dexter Charming-Bi

Duchess Swan-Straight

Farrah Goodfairy-Demi

Faybelle Throne-Straight

Ginger Breadhouse-Pan

Holly O’ Hair-Straight

Hopper Croakington II- Straight

Humphrey Dumpty- Ace

Hunter Huntsman-Bi

Jackie Frost-Straight

Jillian Beanstalk-AroAce

Justine Dancer-Lesbian

Kitty Cheshire-Pan

Lizzie Hearts- Bi

Madeline Hatter- Pan

Meeshell Mermaid- Straight

Melody Piper- Lesbian

Nina Thumbell-Ace

North Wind-Gay

Poppy O’ Hair- Bi

Ramona Badwolf-Lesbian

Raven Queen- Bi

Rosabella Beauty- Pan

Sparrow Hood-Demi

[edns]

Warmups featuring feral Mitri