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#rollo x reader
lyneira · 11 months
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♤ "Not worthy?" I'll show you differently ♤
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SMUT - MINORS DNI
-> how would he react to a reader who's self-conscious and ends up distancing themselves from him when others insult them and say that they shouldn't be together? (based on this request!)
All characters are depicted as 18+
fem!reader x twisted wonderland characters / cw: penetration, cunnilingus, fingering, blowjob, mirror sex
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"I'll make you feel loved enough that you won't forget it"
Epel, LEONA, Jack, Ace, Silver, Floyd
I don't see them viewing it as a big problem initially because he's confident that he'll be able to make things right quickly. You just need some reassurance, that's all.
He's not going to confront you directly. He won't need to; His actions toward you would be enough to say that what others were saying was indefinitely wrong.
He'll become more handsy and more forward with his PDA, always making sure that he's holding you or touching you in some way. He'll put his hand on your waist and pull you in close, seldom ever releasing his grasp on you; He'll kiss you more often, ensuring to elongate the kiss for a long time even when there were a lot of people around. When he'd pull away, allowing you to take a breath, he'd shoot a glare at anyone who was staring, daring them to say something.
He'll do all of this as to indirectly tell you, "Hey, I don't care what anyone says or thinks. I'm not letting you go". Yet, if you were still acting distant, then he'd have no choice but to confront you directly.
When he finally does, he'll back you into a corner and ask with frustration, "How come you're still distancing yourself from me? Am I not showing you enough affection?" He'll then lower his tone, "You don't need to run away from me...I love you, y/n...and there's nothing that anyone can say that will ever change that...", looking at you with that rare softness in his eyes that he only showed when he was pouring his heart out. And that's how you know he really meant it.
That look would further soften when you suddenly hug him tightly, and after melting in each other’s arms, he'll whisper into your ear, "I'll make sure you understand how much I love you tonight. Remember this moment whenever you find yourself doubting it"
And when you two make love that night, he'll seem a bit rough initially. He'll be pinning arms above your head, grasped tightly, kissing you ferociously that your teeth often clash, sucking on your skin so intensely, leaving marks of purple, and thrusting himself into you with so much force that you feel like the bed is going to break (which, it almost does, heh)
But after his first climax, releasing his remaining frustrations, he'll slow it down, also releasing his tight grip on your wrists to embrace you protectively, kissing up and down your neck as he thrusts long, slow strokes into you. He'd be all over you. His hands, his lips, and his tongue would again caress every spot on your body, especially on the spots he left a hickey on. He'd kiss them softly, and would cheekily smile into your skin, knowing that these marks would be visible for all to see the next day. After all, they need to know that you belong to him, just as his heart belongs to you.
"Can you SEE how much I love you?"
VIL, Jade, Rook, Jamil, Lilia, Rollo, Azul
You're self conscious? On his watch? Absolutely not.
Seems like you need to SEE how much he loves you in order to really believe it. So after quickly dealing with those who had planted their foolish ideas into your mind, he'll immediately take you to his room to help you confront your problem head on.
He'll be sitting at the edge of his bed, as he speaks to you, "Dear, I've noticed that you've been shying away from me because you've become self-conscious...you need not be. Do not listen to what others say, they don't matter. I adore you just as you are."
When he sees you finally ease up by his words, he'll smile tenderly at you and will then pat his thigh, "Come here..."
You do as you are told, and when you get close to him, he'll suddenly pull you onto his lap, wrapping his arms firmly around your waist, trapping you in his embrace. Funny thing is, up until now, you hadn't realized the grand mirror that was in front of you two. Had he always had that there? In fact, he did not. But today, he needed it for his plan to help you become less conscious. Oh, you're in for it now 😏
"I'm glad you've noticed the mirror. Keep your eyes on it...no matter what I do", he'll mention as he narrows his look into your eyes in its reflection, and you can definitely tell he was plotting something. You were about to ask about it until he surprises you with a multitude of kisses up and down your neck and down your shoulders. If you asked if you could face him, he'd immediately turn you down, telling you to look into the mirror.
And as he became more sensual, letting his hands roam up your body to cup your breasts and fondle them as he continued to kiss your jaw and insisted you to keep your eyes glued to the mirror, you eventually realized his plan: he was going to make you watch yourself as he made love to you.
You figured that it would be easy to endure, but soon enough, you'd think otherwise as he'd further surprise you with his touches.
He'd bring his hands down to your waistband and begin pulling your pants off so that your lower half was now bare. Then, bringing his hands back up to your thighs, he'd begin to spread your legs open slowly, while looking in the mirror to enjoy the view of your pussy all soaking wet for him. "Ah~ You're so wet", he'll grin, eyes half-lidded at the sight. He'll hover a hand over your heat and begins to rub his middle finger up and down your slick, earning a shudder from you. After rubbing it enough, he'll insert it into your hole, massaging your insides and finding that sensitive spot that has you squeezing onto his finger.
You look away from the mirror and shut your eyes at the pleasure he's giving you, but he'll click his tongue, and stops his motions at your reaction, "That won't do, dear. Don't look away". With his other hand, he'll grab your chin and make you face the mirror once more, "Open your eyes. You need to watch as I pleasure you" and with the lack of friction making you antsy, you open your eyes to watch the erotic sight of him touching you. "Good girl", he'll hum. And for that, he'll reward you by using his other hand to rub circles on your clit.
He'll continue to pleasure you while making you watch him, becoming pleased with himself as he was getting you to stare at the sight with less hesitation each time.
When at last he has himself inserted in you, thrusting up into you relentlessly as you both watch yourselves in the mirror, mouths agape as you both moan and pant, faces flushed, eyes heavy with lust, bodies wet from sweat and arousal, he'll lean in towards you ear, sultry whispering,
"Get used to this image, my love...become so accustomed to it that it won't matter what anyone says. You'll remember that you and I are meant to be together...joined as one both body and soul, just like this"
"Do you know what you do to me?"
MALLEUS, Sebek, Deuce, Riddle, Idia
He'd full of worry when you distance yourself from him, wondering if he had done or said something to cause it. Though, hen he finds out that the reason for it was your self-consciousness and the gossip of others that had influenced it, he is fuming. Who dares to insult his darling?! To make you feel this way? He'd be so tempted to make them endure his wrath, but he'd ultimately decide to deal with it later. The most important thing right now was you. It pained him to see you look at yourself that way when he thought the entire world of you. (He practically kisses the ground you walk on, lol)
So he would waste zero time to confront you because there's no way he was going to let you think that he didn't love and care for you.
Do you know exactly the effect you have on him? He'll let you know. He'll tell you how warm you make him feel inside, how you ease him while still managing to give him butterflies in his stomach everytime you laugh or smile at him, how grateful he is to have you in his life. He'll then take your hand, bring it up to his face, and lean his cheek into your palm, telling you how he easily melts into your touch and submits himself to you.
He'll guide your hand down his body, allowing you to feel the heat of his skin, down to his chest, where you can feel the pounding of his heart.
"Feel the rhythm of my heart...it only beats like that for you. You mean everything to me, y/n. Never forget that", and he would press a kiss onto your lips, desperation imbued into them. That desperation would soon turn into passion when you gladly returned his fervor, letting him know that you understood him and relief washed over him.
As you two fiercely kissed, devouring each other's mouths, letting your tongues dance, he realized that he was still holding your hand. So, he'd take the chance to continue guiding your hand further down his body to show you another effect you had on him. You'd gasp when your hand met with his clothed erection, breaking the kiss to look down at it and back up at him. He'll have a faint blush on his cheeks, but will look at you with a firmness in his eyes, "Only you make me feel this way." He'll release his grasp on you, yet, you'll maintain your grasp on him, ready to show him the love and affection that he showed you.
And indeed, you'll feel how enamored and obsessed you make him when you pull down his pants to free his throbbing cock, to lick it, suck on it, bounce on it, ride it, and squeeze it so good that the evidence of his love will be buried deep inside of you and will continue to overflow.
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He'll also show you what you do to him even when he wasn't with you at the moment. Even if you were away for a while, he'd send you a video touching himself to you. In the video, you'll see his beautiful face twisted in need as you listen to him panting, gasping, and moaning out your name numerous times, accompanied with the wet sounds of his sex being attended to. This would go on for several minutes for you to enjoy, and in the after his release, he'll look hazily to the camera, cheeks flushed, semen stained on his hand, abdomen, and thighs, lips parted as he breathlessly heaves out, "This is what you do to me"
If you were there, he wouldn't have made such a mess everywhere 'cause he would have made his mess inside of you instead, just sayin' ;)
(Cater isn't a part of this category, but I can totally see him doing this too!)
"I love your..."
NEIGE, Cater, KALIM, Che'nya, Trey, Ruggie
You distancing yourself from him would immediately have alarms going off in his head because this would be highly unusual. You two were always joined at the hip (sometimes literally) after all. When he realizes that you're self-conscious, he'll immediately reassure you.
"You know what I love so much about you? I'll tell you!" He'll grab your hand and bring it up to his lips, "I love your touch", and will kiss your palm. He'll then lean towards your face so that his lips were ghosting your forehead, "I love your beautiful mind", and kisses it. He'll then kiss the corner of your lips, "Your pretty smile", which would earn him that beloved expression from you, to his delight. He'll kiss down your neck, "Your voice and the things you say to me", and as he tries to kiss your collarbone, he will pull off your top to expose more of the skin he can kiss. He'll continue down towards your chest, kissing your warm bosom, "Your kind heart and affection". And he'll go on to kissing all over your body as he says what he adores and loves about you, removing any more clothing that might hinder his lips from meeting your skin.
With all his kisses, you were nearly laid entirely bare. All of your clothing were off except for your panties. As he lowers himself down to hover his lips on your clothed sex, he'll look up at you, blush dusted on his cheeks and a sensual look in his eye, "Would you allow me to continue saying what else I love about you?". And with your nod of permission, he'll slip the garment off, and whisper, "I love the way you taste" before giving a deep kiss to your lips. He'll go on to kiss it repeatedly and as you moan and sigh from his kisses below, he'll shakily breathe out, "I love the sounds you make when I'm making you feel good...a-ah..! You make me feel so good" as he mindlessly grinds into the mattress, pre-cum staining the bed, aroused by you.
You'd think he'd be done after letting you know the numerous things he loved about you, but he still had one more he had to say. So after letting you release your nectar onto his lips and drinking it, he's gonna line himself up to your dripping entrance, and will say, "I love being inside you", before inserting himself into your heat. He'll continue to mutter on with each thrust, "oh, you're so warm...you take me in so well...I love it...I love you....so very much"
And with all of the places he's kissed and all of his words of adoration, I'm sure you'll understand the magnitude of his love for you by the end of the night
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a/n: this one was much longer than usual! Some seem a bit ooc and I honestly kinda gave up at the ends of most afshdkwgjak oh well 🫤
© 2023 lyneira. PLEASE DO NOT COPY, PLAGIARIZE, OR REPOST MY WRITING ONTO OTHER PLATFORMS
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yaksha-lover · 5 months
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The two of them were practically insatiable, the way they vied for your attention.
Malleus was more possessive, insisting and outright demanding every possible shred of affection he could squeeze from you. He wasn’t one to care about the fleeting fancies of others; they were certainly no threat to him. The only wandering eye he concerned himself with was your own, entreating you to fixate yourself on him. He didn’t desire so much to keep you locked away from others, only to keep you nearby. He trusted you, perhaps much more than Rollo did.
Rollo was more jealous. He preferred you to remain a pretty, untouched doll for him to gaze upon, and he became very angry when anyone wished to remind him that they could do the same. It was as though he feared if someone had even a drop of desire for you, you would be snatched from his arms into theirs. No matter how much reassurance you gave, his mistrust of the world never seemed to waver. So he clung firmly and fiercely to every scrap of you that he could manage.
Anything that could shatter Rollo’s illusion of what he believed you to be, virtuous and pure, was deeply unsettling to him - that included Malleus.
Unfortunately for him, he had no choice in sharing.
They both seemed to take a remarkable delight in your magicless status. Malleus saw it as another justification for your being perfectly created for each other - he was surely made so powerful in order to protect you. Rollo felt instead that you were something special, something to be preserved. Something he was lucky enough to stumble upon, with him being the only one worthy to touch you without tainting you.
He was especially bothered by Malleus’ influence on you, but there was naught for him to do but seethe and bide his time until the two of you could be alone. He would insist on ‘cleansing’ you after you’ve spent time with the fae, which just happened to include time spent on his lap, arms encircling you and forcing you to lay back against his chest as he murmurs quiet prayers. Were his hands to wander, it would only be spiritual guidance telling him where you’ve been debased and dirtied by that fae, where he needs to purify you with his own righteous touch.
When it came time for Malleus to find you again, Rollo was loathe to let you go. Malleus was unbothered by the other man’s temper tantrum, only focusing on you. He, too, was not keen on sharing, but knew it was for the best, at least temporarily.
In a way, the two needed each other. Rollo didn’t have Malleus’ magic power or status, as repugnant as it was to admit, and could not always guarantee your safety and closeness as he wished. Malleus had everything except for the charisma and acceptance that Rollo seemed to earn from others. A small enough obstacle, but one Malleus did not feel sure enough about to risk you over. Rollo was able to talk himself out of situations in a way that Malleus lacked, but you preferred it if he didn’t use his powers for such things. No, trusting Rollo to keep anyone from taking you away was an unpleasant but necessary choice for Malleus.
Malleus and Rollo were each biding the days before they could steal you away from the other, but for now, they seemed to exist in a temporary peace.
Keeping you safe and with them was perhaps the one thing they could agree upon.
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rxsehearts · 6 months
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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙏𝙀𝙉. 𝘽𝙊𝘿𝙔 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙋
#rollo flamme x fem!reader : you meet the student council president of noble bell college while on the city of flowers trip, who seems to worship everything about you from head to toe, making sure you’re aware both verbally and physically.
mdni. cws: adult content, spoilers, rollo is like 80% crazy. (more like 50% crazy with 30% delusional) body worship, virgin rollo, hair tugging. cunnilingus, cum swallowing, creampies. more under the cut. nav, kinktober m.list.
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the epitome of perfection exists. this was the first thought ringing through the mind of the white haired student council president of noble bell college. he knew she was, poor, magicless, world-traveling, and determined to return home, and that she would also be attending the event his school hosted, yet he did not expect such a beautiful woman from that description. yet just from your face to your presence alone, everything enraptured him powered by the fact you were exactly what he’d always been searching for, someone of purity.
a perfect world to him exists without magic, and a perfect woman from his picture perfect world descended right into his presence. he tried to rationalize with himself, that he could not have just fallen in love. yet no matter what, everyone could tell he had a fascination with night raven college’s prized prefect compared to every other guest. with her, he never blew his nose, cut things short, or avoided her. he seemed to have the slightest of smiles adorning his mostly annoyed resting face and thin lips just for her. and at one point, someone noticed a very nonchalant seemingly innocent gesture, him holding her hand, to show her around. “you’re just so beautiful,” he says aloud, tilting his head for a good view, staring up. “absolutely perfect.”
you felt embarrassed, the strange student council president beneath you, your fingers delve into his hair as he was kissing all across your stomach to your pelvis. a few lewd groans escape him, as even that was enough for him to feel aroused and derive pleasure from. his lips continue laying kisses across your skin delicately, occasionally stopping to pay extra attention by sucking and nibbling on the skin, leaving behind a prominent red mark that he admired. “look at this, your body is now covered in my marks. i didn’t think that body could of been improved upon, but seeing you claimed by me.” he stopped speaking, returning to his ministrations after a bit of light praise.
a part of you had to admit, he was a creepy man. you doubted by his actions he even heard of women before, but the hornier part of you lost yourself in his mouth, from his praise to kisses. at some point, you’d found yourself leaving your group behind and following him back, back up the bell tower he assured you no one else would go to, into a room near the top where he got on his knees and begun appreciating your body as though it were a work of art. honestly, it left you flattered. if anyone at night raven appreciated you like he did, they sure weren’t vocal as he were, despite just meeting you. he had acknowledged and validated what you went through, how hard things must be for you in a different world without magic, without family, and yet you were so brave and strong willed just by existing in that environment.
you let out a moan quietly, feeling him kiss around your clit, before moving back to your thighs and peppering more delicate kisses, as though you’d break under him. he kisses all the way to your ankle, bringing it to his lips even if excessive. he gives equal treatment to both sides, before finally returning to your clit, giving a few soft kisses. “even the noises you make are beautiful, you’re the purest thing this world can offer.” once again you were reminded he may be crazy, or may have zero experience beyond a book, but you were too lost in the pleasure as his tongue pushed into your cunt, fingers digging into your hips as you push yourself and him closer, one of your fingers still in his hair tugging at him. you could hear him groan into your cunt as his tongue swirled, going deeper and eating you out.
your thighs wrap around his shoulders, his tongue lapping at you as his inexperience was showing, mixed with his sloppy sounds yet pleasurable experience. “taste so good…” he murmured, going right back in as he groaned from you tugging at him and your taste. your slick arousal coated his tongue, driving him partially insane from the pleasurable sensation. how tempting you were, to make him of all people to exist to be so lustful, so full of his own desire and arousal pooling within him as precum leaks out his cock beneath his boxers as he finds himself on his knees to pleasure you against the wall of his clocktower as the city burns in fire in but a few minutes, something you will be oblivious to. they weren’t appreciative, the perfect woman was in their grasp yet they choose to not take any action on trying to claim her as their’s. honestly, they were dumber than he thought, but yet that worked to his advantage again.
he had nothing but words of praise for your body, not just because you were a symbolism of purity, but because every part of him screamed and yearned for more of your body, your taste, your touch. he wanted to hear you cry out his name as the city burned beneath him, as the only pure thing left being you safely being fucked by him. you tug his hair roughly, “i’m cumming!” you tell the man who’d you only met mere hours ago, yet worshipped and treasured you more than any of the men at your school who’d known you for months, even after saving their lives, literally. it felt wrong, yet so right at the same time because of that. he was a mere stranger, but he made you feel seen and needed as you felt a shudder run down your spine into your sopping cunt, tugging on him as he slurps it all up, loudly, and without a clue what he was doing beyond desperate desire.
“mngh, you taste so good. so sweet, just like your smile.” he wanted you to smile. no, he wanted that smile only for himself. this was the way the world ought to be, he was right. pure things had to remain pure, and things that ruin the pure such as magic must be eradicated, and he’d made sure you would never be filthy, like them. his tongue lapped up all the cum he could, feeling his boxers soaked through thoroughly as you settle down, trying to breathe normally after your climax. he picks you up, placing you on the table as you spread your legs apart, fingers digging into his shirt after he removes the majority of his robes, eyeing his cock. a well trimmed bright red tip gushing with precum and cum mixed together greeting your cunt. to your surprise, he was girthy with a fat cock, which slowly pushed into your cunt as he cupped your breasts, giving kisses onto them.
“i’m going to pleasure you, treat you better than any of those magic users could, i’ll make sure to love you and your body.” if you weren’t lost and gone from lust then perhaps that’d be a red flag, but that’s too late now. you bring your lips to his in a hot kiss, feeling him bite on your lip and his tongue sucking your’s, slowly getting better as the two of you continue to make out as his cock penetrates your cunt over and over, thrusting into you at a slow, yet hard pace as he tried to think of your comfort and taking into consideration your preference. your body feels hot, almost as though on fire, feeling his cock hitting deeper and deeper with each thrust into your cunt.
a moan escapes, encouraging him to continue thrusting as he gives you his own warning after pulling away from your nipple, “cumming! you just feel so good..” he gasps out, cumming a second time but only now right inside of your cunt, filling you to the brim with his hot, thick, and large amounts of semen coming out at once. he can feel you getting closer as he rides out his Hugh, thrusting into you a bit more as you kiss him again, cumming all over his cock as you wrap your legs around his waist and try to hold him as tight as you could, relishing the moment. if this was wrong, then you didn’t want to know what were right. his eyes shut tightly as he returned the kiss, feeling a blissful sensation wash all the way over him as he pulls out, head ready to dive back between your legs and do it all over again, as you remain blissfully unaware at the true fire beneath you, raging the city streets.
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tagging: @candlewitch-cryptic , @witherfag . nothing more to say than i an rollo’s personal whore. so glad he exists, very gorgeous. had to hold myself from being even creepier since this isn’t supposed to be overly self indulgent work.
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Imagine Rollo as a friend...
whenever you see him blame all the bad things on magic...
like:
" Oh, you spilled the coffee from the coffee cup… IT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE SOMEONE CURSED YOU WITH MAGIC"
"Did you forget your homework? SOMEONE MUST HAVE USED AN OBLIVION SPELL"
"Are you tired and can't concentrate at school? It's not worth monitoring and talking to the FAE"
Good friend he is XD
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faeriemirror · 6 months
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Rollo can't get you out of his head!
Rollo x GN!Reader. Reader is Yuu.
Rollo is a freak but I'm hesitant to write dark content on my main blog. Would you guys be interested in reading that?
Since you’re a magic-less student, Rollo ends up placing you on a pedestal in his head. No matter what you do you’ll never be half as bad as the people you surround yourself with.
You live rent-free in his head. No matter what he’s doing, he thinks about you. When he eats, he wonders what kinds of foods that you prefer. Are you more partial to sweets? Or perhaps something more savory appeals to your palate more?
When he does his homework, he’s wondering what classes you’re enrolled in. What are your electives? Do you enjoy the fine arts? Or maybe you’re in sports, going to practices after class.
You consume his thoughts even more in his free time than in other moments.
He’s thinking of all the ways he could spend his time with you. He can’t get the idea of cute cafe dates out of his head. How could he think of anything else when he’s sitting there by himself, instead of with you?
He’s some level of delusional when it comes to you. Realistically, he knows that you’re not going to share his opinions about magic and its atrocities. However, he does have many ideas floating around in his head about how to fix that.
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viviennevermillion · 1 year
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flirting with them
notes: i present to you, the 3 absolute worst (best) people to flirt with: "cranky & in denial", "goes through a crisis when you compliment him" and "utterly confused but ready to marry you if you ask"
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contains: character x gn!reader, shameless flirting
characters included: rollo flamm, azul ashengrotto, malleus draconia
word count: 2.7k
warnings: glorious masquerade spoilers, enemies to lovers with rollo
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Listen, Rollo goes through enough of a crisis already over the fact that he likes you, one of those insufferable Night Raven College students who use magic so carelessly and gaze at it with wonder and excitement. But you flirting with him? He goes through all 5 stages of grief over that.
Up to the point where you start actively teasing him, Rollo does a good job at convincing himself that the reason he’s just particularly fixated on you of all the NRC students, is because he just hates you the most. Nevermind the way his heart skips a beat when you smile at him while touring the City of Flowers before he revealed his true colors to you. How you had invited him to sit with you and share some local food as you exchanged experiences and thoughts. 
He tries to ignore the way his heart is beating faster when he sees you at the Masquerade Ball. He tells himself it’s likely just that he’s anxious about not having succeeded with his plan. He pushes down the idea of kissing you breathless and being held in your arms gently as you run your hands through his hair and kiss his forehead- 
God, what am I thinking…they’re my enemy, he thinks to himself. With a hateful expression he makes his way over to you, determined to tell you how he’s not done yet and one day he’ll erase magic from this very world. That you’ll fear his name and- oh god you’re winking at him. 
He’s blushing furiously but he still has that angry expression on his face, so it just looks a little like Riddle when it’s off with your head. His mind is going haywire though. They winked at me…oh no…oh fuck…abort immediately, he decides to just avoid you and glare at you from a distance but at this point it is too late. A certain hunter had already told you how Rollo had been staring at you this entire evening whenever you weren’t looking and that he “probably wanted to have a dance with you”
So you make your way over to him and ask him. His heart skips a beat and he wants to reject you and tell you off but what he wants even more is to indulge you and have a nice evening with you. “What makes you think I’d want to dance with you?”, he spits out and crosses his arms. Yeah. That’ll work. Good job, Rollo.
“I don’t know, you seem pretty desperate”, you shrug, trying to suppress a smirk. The AUDACITY, he thinks but can’t say anything in response, just taking your hand and starting to dance with you. He remains silent and you poke his cheek. “You can be so cute when you stop being cranky for two minutes”, you tease and he can feel his cheeks burning. At this point you’re well aware that he’s got a little crush on you, because against his own perception of things, he wasn’t exactly subtle. 
He looks after you with rage written on his face and confusion in his heart as you and the other NRC students leave to head back to your own school. That’s all he can do. Watch you leave.
What did he care anyway? You were just an obnoxious magic enthusiast who- 
He gazes in surprise upon the small rose that had been placed on his desk. It is definitely enchanted, has a soft glow and some of the petals are floating around it. There is a little note attached to it: Thank you for the dance, Rollo ♡ - Love, y/n.
He looks at the mirror in shock when he notices the soft smile on his face upon seeing your note. He hates magic so much. But maybe…maybe he could make an exception for you and you only. 
Definitely rants to the gargoyles about how much he hates you and the way your eyes sparkle in the sun and how your laugh sounds like a thousand beautiful symphonies. Yeah he definitely hates you, no doubt.
He sometimes posts about school events on his Magicam and on pictures he’s on he tends to find little compliments from you. This makes his day every single time but god forbid anyone notices.
He eventually starts conversing with you over text, having quite a few long conversations and bonding despite how much he wants to deny it. You’re still flirting with him shamelessly and never miss out on wishing him a good night with a heart emoji attached. He sends one back once or twice, claiming his hand slipped on the keyboard.
When he sees you again, at the culture festival, he sits at the table with you and a couple of your friends. You ask him whether he is going to watch the VDC and he insists he sees no reason in watching a singing competition. “I mean we could always go backstage and kiss for a while if you’d prefer that”, you say nonchalantly and so casually, it makes Rollo choke on his drink. The other students at the table are definitely staring at you two and Rollo wishes he could merge with the ground at this moment.
He pulls you aside after the incident to a hallway where there’s no people. “What the hell did you think you were doing?”, he hisses at you and clutches onto his handkerchief until his knuckles turn white. “I apologize for putting you on the spot”, you say sincerely, “you look pretty when you’re flustered, though.” “Do you ever shut up?”, his breath hitches in his throat. 
“If you take me up on my offer I would”, you wink at him and find yourself with Rollo’s lips on yours within seconds. As soon as he gets to kiss you, the very thing he had been longing for for months now, it’s like a switch flips in his brain. His kiss is fiery and aggressive at first but then melts into your touch just like he had wanted for so long, kissing you softly as he feels his hands shake. He feels you smile into the kiss upon noticing how gentle and loving he is now and Rollo holds onto you, resting his head against your shoulder breathlessly as soon as the kiss was over. Both of you remain silent for a while before Rollo speaks quietly, his voice shaking: “I love you.” 
You chuckle and pat his head. “I know”, you kiss his forehead gently and he closes his eyes.
Rollo hated magic, he knew that much. But somehow every moment with you felt so magical and made him so happy…
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Azul is used to people being mean to him and also to casual, neutral interactions but never has anyone been so blatantly verbally affectionate with him and this man doesn’t know how to handle it. 
It all started when he had asked you to come to the Mostro Lounge VIP room as Valentine’s Day was getting closer, because several people had declared that they were ready to sign a contract with him if he could get them a date with you. So he presented the terms to you and offered you help in a class you were bad at. He didn’t think you’d accept so easily. 
“So, let me get this straight, all I’d have to do for this is to go on a date with one of those guys involved in the whole contract thing with you?”, you raised an eyebrow and Azul nodded, extending his hand to you to seal the deal, as you had blatantly refused to sign a contract. But that didn’t matter. After all, he’d already get what he wanted from whoever you would pick to go on a date with. You shook his hand and Azul smiles at you. “Well then, shall I show you who was ready to make a contract with me for your company?”, he showed you his typical business smile and you just replied dryly. “That won’t be necessary. I’ve already picked.”
Azul was confused. “But you don’t even know who asked?”, he raised an eyebrow and threw Jade and Floyd a questioning glare. They didn’t seem to know what was going on either. “I said ‘someone involved in the whole contract thing’”, you reminded him, “do you have any plans on Friday?” Azul’s face fell. He was already blushing and glaring at the twins who were snickering quietly. “No?”, he croaked and pushed his glasses back with his eyes widened. “Great!”, you smiled at him and got up, waving him goodbye, “I’ll see you at 8 then? I’ll pick you up at Mostro Lounge!” 
As soon as you had closed the door behind you, Jade and Floyd started wheezing uncontrollably. “What just happened?”, Jade asked under his breath, “did they just scam you into a date?” Azul’s expression darkened, as did his blush. “I DON’T KNOW WHAT JUST HAPPENED”, his voice cracked and he wanted to curl up in his octopus pot, “stop laughing.”
Once you've learnt of his past, you've become much more gentle and less teasing with your flirting. He deserved the reassurance that you were serious and genuinely liked him. You’d often tell him that you thought he looked nice when he wore a new outfit and complimented him for his achievements in class and his business strategies. You even went as far as to tell him that his octopus form probably looked cute. He just didn’t know what to do with you. 
Upon being asked whether you were trying to make fun of him, you looked into his eyes with a serious expression and told him you meant everything you had said to him. 
As he took you and your friends to the Atlantica Memorial Museum to return the elementary school photo, Grim was excited. “Maybe we’ll bring back some sort of treasure from the ocean!”, he exclaimed. “But we already have Azul”, you insisted and the octopus merman blushed immediately. “Please just stop”, he begged and sighed, although your words definitely made him feel good, “not in front of people…”
Over such a short time he had already learnt to expect your flirting. That didn’t mean it made him any less flustered. 
Once you had returned the photo and had a moment alone with him, you took his hands into yours and told him you were proud of how far he had come. Azul squeezed your hand gently, a silent ‘thank you’ for the love and affection you were so ready to give to him after all of his hardships.
Malleus doesn’t actively recognize your flirting as such. Don’t get me wrong, he’s so on board with this and really flattered but until you tell him directly what you feel for him, he still assumes you just see him as a good friend.
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“Shall I give you a blessing?”, he smirks as he asks you this question on your birthday. You cup his face gently. “You’re my blessing, Malleus”, you say with a soft smile on your face and Malleus looks at you with his signature surprised expression. Lilia chuckles, mumbling about how bold you are. Malleus is just awestruck. He doesn’t know what to say at first. He’s blushing and then takes your hands in his. “Thank you. I feel honored. It means a lot to me to hear that”, he says genuinely and his thumb brushes over your hand softly.
Malleus loves your little affections so much. He didn’t know how starved he was for them until he experienced them for the first time. He treasures so much how ready you are to speak your mind, especially when it comes to telling him how you feel about him. Little does he know that’s only a small part of how much you truly love him. 
You were a little late to the Masquerade Ball during the student exchange meeting, eventually opening the big door to the entrance hall of Noble Bell College for your big entrance. Malleus spots you almost immediately, marveling at how beautiful you looked, dressed up for the occasion. Your eyes meet his across the hall and you make your way over to him straight away, taking his hand in yours. “I really like this song they’re playing right now. I think it’s time for our first dance of the evening”, you smirk at him, just waiting for him to follow you. Sebek is yelling at you how you could possibly have the audacity to not just assume you could dance with him but not even ask Prince Malleus Draconia ‘Would you please share a dance with me?’ first. But Malleus adores when you’re bold. After all this time of people being too afraid to even talk to him, he’s fascinated how assured you are to approach him with your wishes and requests with no hesitation. 
“You seem quite determined”, he chuckles and leads you to the dancefloor. He’s absolutely relishing in the fact that you walked into this event dead-set on getting a dance with him, implying your upcoming dance wouldn’t be the last one that night either. It makes him feel so special. More than the treatment he receives from others as a prince does. Because it feels like you have seen right through him, accepted every part of him and decided you wanted all of it. 
You dance through the evening with Malleus, telling him how much you liked the song he presented as a gift for the other students. “I could listen to your voice for hours”, you brush a strand of hair out of his face and Malleus leans into your touch. “I would gladly sing for you again. You need only ask”, he smirks. 
You later stop by his room, knocking on the door softly. Malleus opens it, having taken off the heavier, pompous parts of his masquerade outfit; now only dressed in a pair of black pants and the see-through black shirt worn under the complex and ornate fabrics of the costume. His hair is slightly disheveled and he has his bangs pushed up, letting you see his dragon markings. Upon seeing you, he instantly smiles. “You look so beautiful”, you mouth, making Malleus chuckle and smirk at you. “So do you”, he insists. “I’m never going to overshadow the talking gargoyle but I’ve made peace with that”, you sigh and step into the room, Malleus closing the door behind you. He laughs at your comment, then gazes out of the window. 
“The night in the City of Flowers seems to show a different expression than during the day”, he says and turns to you, seeing you smile at him with a mischievous expression, “that face…you are also interested?” His smirk matches yours now. “Malleus, what do you think I came here for at this hour, hmm?”, you chuckle, pulling out a map from your pocket, “so…you can teleport us out of Noble Bell College without being seen right?” Malleus puts his hands onto his hips. “Nothing easier than that.”
After you explored the city at night, you end up sitting at the roof of a tall building, looking down on the beautiful city. “I’m very glad I got to share these memories with you”, Malleus takes your hand in his again and you look into his eyes, cupping his cheek gently. “You’re so precious to me…you have no idea”, you mumble quietly, smiling at him fondly; filled with unconditional love. Malleus squeezes your hand and looks at you with the same expression. “I think I’m starting to understand”, he whispers as the sun rises on the horizon.
Malleus loves when you’re bold with your flirting, he loves when you show your teasing side and flatter him with a clever line. But he just as much craves the moments when you’re calm and serious, just smiling at him and letting him know how much he means to you, even if he doesn’t know yet whether you intend for it to be romantic or see him as a good friend. He treasures your affection and how you’re unafraid to give him your love and appreciation in a way no one ever has to him. 
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cyath · 3 months
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Never drawing this bitch ass or his complicated clothes EVER AGAIN
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tiyoin · 5 months
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god he wants me so bad
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blues824 · 4 months
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Rollo with an agnostic atheist reader who, ironically, has the ability to purify and heal/fix/cure anything or anyone she touches? For example, if she touches a dirty lake, it will become clean. And if someone or something has a disease, she can cure them with a touch.
Had to make sure I knew what agnosticism was.
Rollo Flamm
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2 things: I don’t believe he is religious, and you are the closest thing to an angel he has ever seen
He discovered your powers when you had seen a wilting flower, and you delicately touched one of its petals and it rose back up (pun intended) full of life
When he did ask you if you were an angel, you told him that you didn’t believe in angels
Rollo wasn’t convinced that you weren’t an angel, especially after all that happened with him setting everything on fire
You fixed the pyromaniac’s mistake and walked through the flames themselves just to put it out
Are you sure you’re not some higher being? He asked
I do not claim belief or disbelief in some higher being, but I know that if there is one, it’s certainly not me, you responded, a smile gracing your lips
When it came time for you to depart for NRC once again, Rollo found himself not wanting to let you go
You were his angel, even if you hated the nickname, because you healed a wound that nothing has been able to heal before
For once, his face held the emotions he was feeling, and before he could cover his face in the handkerchief he always carries around, you gave him a kiss on the lips
You also slid your number into his hand before rushing to join your group 
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svaints · 6 months
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HC. Rollo hands you flowers from his garden on special occasions
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Viking Men Being Possessive
Pairing: Ivar, Ragnar, Rollo, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Harekr x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, protectiveness, jealousy, possessiveness, neck kisses, markings, threats, fights, injuries
A/N: There isn't enough Viking content out here. Why is that? Do I need to feed you?
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Because a lot of people tended to underestimate him due to his legs he's developed a very aggressive and protective attitude towards you. He never ever lets go of your hand when you're sitting together and taps his hand on the hilt of his knife whenever any man asks you to drink with them. He always keeps an eye out for anyone who might be dangerous to you and when he does see someone like that he leans over and whispers in your ear to not look, its about to get ugly if they approach you.
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Ragnar always lets you wear his cloak regardless of the temperature. As his future wife you should get used to wearing his clothes don't you think? He is pretty strict with his men when it comes to them interacting with you, he trusts you and most of them but there are a few that he knows would just love to get their hands on you, the most beautiful woman there is.
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Rollo takes a swing at everyone who is a threat to you with no hesitation. He will beat them up first and if they survive ask them who they think they are, approaching his woman. He's the only man who can touch you, the only man who can kiss you, the only man worthy of being with you and protecting you. Some of his fights have a tiny bit of a flare to them, for your amusement and his... later.
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Before you became a couple Ubbe's gotten into quite a few fights over you and the men calling you names. You were the woman he's had his eyes on for the longest time, he will not tolerate any slander towards you. His face might be bruised and his lip split when he pulled you into a kiss but he wanted to send a message to the other warriors there. If anyone would like to come forward and challenge him now that he's made his feelings for you known they are welcome to, but he can't say he won't fight with all his might and leave them standing or capable of it.
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Hvitserk loves to ride with you, with you being in front so he can wrap his arms around you and have easy access to your neck. A neck that he can mark, that he wants to mark every night. Likes to joke around with everyone else about how gifted you are in certain areas but if they even think that he's sharing you they've got another thing coming for them. He's the only one who can talk like this about you, and he's the only one you'd allow it for because you know its his way of bragging that he has the best and most beautiful lover.
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Harekr has you in his lap almost all the time, sitting on his thigh or if he feels like he needs so display that you're his then he will have you sitting on the furs next to him and pressing your cheek against his thigh. He kisses the back of your hand either way, very softly too. Despite his harsh nature he does have moments of calm and love towards you, mostly in private, in public he sprinkles in a few neck kisses to make your pretty skin, and make you moan if he feels like people are looking at you too much.
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lyneira · 1 year
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♡ falling for on you ♡
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-> how they would react after accidentally falling on top of you and pinning you down
lyneira's 1.2k milestone event
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Feels bad man *insert meme*
Rook, Malleus, Kalim, Trey, Cater, Neige
They'll immediately feel bad when they accidentally knock you down. They'll get off you and begin patting off any dust on your hair or clothes as they apologize and ask if you're alright, looking at you with guilt and worry in their eyes. It doesn't matter if you tell them you're okay, they'll insist on making it up to you. So expect to be pampered a bit hehe. And if you tell them that you're not okay, they'll feel absolutely horrible and in effect, you'll be pampered ten times more lol.
Becomes a nervous wreck
Deuce, Idia, Ruggie, Epel
They'll quickly get off of you and apologize a thousand times with the biggest blush on their faces. Deuce and Idia would probably be the types to escape the situation out of embarrassment while Epel would probably continue to run his mouth, apologizing and attempting to explain himself. These boys would be feeling both guilty and most of all, flustered from getting so close to you in such a fashion.
Will tell YOU to watch where you're going
Sebek, Ace, Rollo
I don't know but I just have such a HUGE feeling that these dudes will have the audacity to blame it on you (particularly Sebek and Ace).
They'll get off of you, brows furrowed and huffing, "Watch it!", while patting themselves off. And if you dare to demand an apology? They'll probably respond, "What do I need to say sorry for? You were the one in my way" they will be absolute menaces fr fr 🙄
Though, take notice of their reddened cheeks because that's the reason for their little outburst
They couldn't distinguish whether the heat in their face and bubbling feeling in their stomach was from their anger towards you, or... perhaps, from being also flustered and overwhelmed from getting so physically close to you
Acts cool, BUT...
Vil, Azul, Riddle, Jamil, Jack, Silver, Jade
They'll be cool about it, simply helping you up, asking if you're hurt anywhere, apologizing, and then taking their leave when all is said and done.
Yes, the exchange is short, but don't underestimate the impact that it had on them. The memory of that moment when they fell on you would stay with them all day long.
The picture of how you looked underneath him is now stuck in his mind, and then the feeling. The feeling of you underneath them is engraved to his skin. The way your chest was pressed up against his, legs entangled, and faces close enough to kiss will have him distracted the entire day.
Uses it to his advantage
Leona, Lilia, Floyd, Che'nya
Whether they fell and pinned you down on accident or not, it doesn't matter; they're going to keep you down in this position. It could be to tease you or annoy you, but either way, they'll do it because they like being so close to you.
I can just imagine the exchange between you two.
"Are you ever gonna get off of me?" 🙄
"No, I think I like it like this, thanks", he'd smirk 😏🤭
If you two were already together, in Floyd or Che'nya's case, they'd probably take this as an opportunity to pepper your face with kisses. In Leona or Lilia's case, if you begin to complain, they're going to shut you up by giving you a long and deep kiss, and would again, smirk when they've got you blushing and speechless.
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Your pity is more torturous than your hatred.
Had you seethed at him, turned up your nose, spit in his face - done anything but look at Rollo with those pathetic doe-eyes he would’ve been okay.
Instead, you feel bad for him. Despite everything, you reach for him through the noise of your classmates, offering an olive branch and the warmth of your palm resting on his arm.
You’re a fool.
He wants to cut your compassion from your chest, to rip out any part of you that wished to sympathize with him. He hardly needed your concern. Any tenderness was wasted upon his heart; it seemed unreachable but with a dagger, ready to carve away any plaque built up to shield his softer interior.
You aren’t a dagger. You’re a fire. You blaze around him, enticingly warm and dangerous. You don’t cut away the damaged tissue around his heart. You melt it, so slowly it’s too late before he even realizes what’s happened.
You don’t even realize what you’re doing to him.
Your hands should be rough when they touch him, but they’re so, so soft and he hates it - hates you.
He doesn’t get it. He hurt you, he hurt your friends, the town, the world. So, why? Why do you care about him? Why do you touch him so tenderly, as though he’s something worth caring about?
It’s always like this when you’re around. You’re nice to him; he’s mean to you. Your face gets all sad and his chest hurts, it squeezes at the thought of your idiotic smile fading and he doesn’t understand why-
Maybe he’s the fool…?
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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙏𝙒𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙔 𝙁𝙄𝙑𝙀. 𝘾𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙐𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉
#rollo flamme x fem!reader: rollo’s thoughts can’t help but be consumed by you, to an unhealthy point of obsession. it also doesn’t help when you come and visit him, getting closer than would be appropriate.
mdni. cws: adult content, corruption, rollo is obsessive, not mentally healthy, a red flag and delusional, creampies, hair tugging, blowjobs, cum eating, marking, scratching, masturbation, (rollo) nipple play, shorter due to recovering. more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list.
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rollo’s fingers delved into his disheveled hair, hat tossed aside on his bed as he bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw out blood, clenching his eyes shut. it took all of his willpower to not react and pleasure himself like he wanted to, his filthy thoughts muddling with his sense of rationality. he wasn’t sure how you managed to fill up every single crevice of his mind, yet here you were with that stupidly beautiful smile of your’s tempting him into become a filthy sinner, a man as detestable as those magic user “friends” of your’s that were nothing like him, a pure man. it wasn’t fair, how they got to see your beautiful face daily, your untainted and pure body, mind, spirit, all of it was pure in his eyes, regardless of what anyone else or even you might say. you were clean of magic, you were beautiful, he just had to ensure he preserved such a pristine flower that managed to survive in the wild without any proper care, but he weren’t sure how to even approach you now without the urge to drive his cock all the way into your cunt, playing with your breasts as you cry his name in pleasure, the only one worthy of you, his flower.
he’s never even thought about having sex with anyone before, not even in puberty, he’s just never had such a filthy urge, not even jerking off before, finding it a filthy thing. to him, sex had always been a simple act between lovers to have a child, not anything to have for passion, and he’d always deemed sex addicts or his horny classmates beneath him, yet drool slipped past his lips with your name, his body hunched as his free hand clenched his blanket, his fist moving up and down his cock, the perfect picture of your face in his head opening your mouth ready to take his cum, the only woman in this world who was worthy of him, as he were worthy of you. his cum came out plentiful, whimpering mess of sensitive nerves, jolting upright at a knock on his door, in the middle of the night no less. with strained breath he called out he was coming.
he cursed at whoever decided to come to his room at this hour, how this school couldn’t run without him. to say he was pissed and horny was an understatement, he had to use his handkerchief to wipe off his cum and hide it abruptly in a drawer, panicked, pulling up his boxers and pants as he found his hat and put it on, trying to appear regular and orderly. he was glad he snapped out of his daze though, chastising himself for doing such a disgusting act on himself in private, when he opened the door all those thoughts went out the window, you filling every crevice of his mind again as you smiled, asking if you could come in. your shirt tightly clinging to your body, breasts practically outlined by your uniform as you entered, walking past him after he obliged your request. the smell of your hair, the shape of your lips, your thighs in those tights, that short skirt, those pretty eyes with lashes batting at him driving him crazy. he couldn’t possibly be a pervert, he was above those leeches who seek out slutty women and try to satisfy their cocks. he was above those who’d ever see someone pure like you, even if your current appearance stated otherwise, and undress you in his mind, yet here he was doing exactly that, envisioning you beneath him deepthroating his cock.
you could see his ragged breath, see his sweaty state, the way he looked at you, yet you continued to stay in his room. he must be imagining this, was he that far gone already? the way you licked your lips, sitting on his bed as you talked to him, it wasn’t out of anything crude like he’d wish, it was only because you wanted to know if he knew anything about your world, or if noble bell college had a library you could research in, that was all. your soft hands overlapping with his as you thank him for allowing you access, a bright smile beaming at him, his robes hiding his raging cock that wanted to be bending you down, drilling into you from behind. he was convinced someone had been playing with his mind, casting a spell on him. you weren’t a seductress, you were pure, the dirty thoughts in his mind couldn’t be your’s or his own faults, it was likely one of your friends that were toying with him, he wouldn’t forgive this, he wouldn’t, he mustn’t, the way you’re undressing too, must be because of someone else, you were too pure for such indecent thoughts as well. if you were both infected by someone else, then surely, it wouldn’t be bad to indulge?
he wasn’t sure how to even have sex with another person beyond what he’d seen in books and read. he’d normally skip over certain chapters unless he found it detrimental to the plot, they weren’t anything that aroused him, but the real deal was a completely different sight. you on your knees, head bobbing up and down on his cock as your fingers rubbed along the shaft of what couldn’t fit in your mouth, allowing him to run his fingers through your hair as he took every inch of your figure into his memory, committing it there for eternity. just for a moment, he thought about how wrong this were but embraced the corruption of his ideologies, your tongue swirling as you take all his hot and thick cum down your throat despite the bitter and metallic taste, not even complaining as you cleaned his cock up with your beautiful mouth. it wasn’t that he was a filthy bastardous sex addict like the others, he was different, he really did love you, it didn’t matter if you’d just met or only had limited conversation, his pure adoration of you was real, your connection was genuine, therefore it was completely okay, he convinced himself as he threw your soaked panties into his drawer with his handkerchief quickly, crawling on top of you on the bed.
his fingers trailed over your bare body, your legs felt so soft, plush beneath his fingertips as his fingers gripped onto them, lifting them up and wrapping them around his waist, unsure how to proceed properly. his lips found their way to your’s, starting off slow and sensual, he was passionate and not an animal he told himself, yet your fingers tugged at his white locks as you two found yourselves a panting mess out of breath for several minutes, a saliva dripping mess as he didn’t even know how to kiss, the action better than any thoughts. his fingers were groping your breasts, playing with your nipples to your encouragement, his warm tongue swirling and licking at the hardened buds, encouraging by your cries and tugs at his hair as his free hand played with your clit, making sure to prep you as he read about extra well. his fingers rubbed around your clit before slipping in a single finger, asking before continuing to plunge a second, then a third, from scissoring to making you a soaked mess, cunt and his fingers glistening as he allowed himself to succumb to depravity.
your body spasmed as your orgasm shook through you, toes curling as he was quite concerned by that reaction, but learnt not just more about your body and likes but also about sex, more focused on how to pleasure you, than anything else however. “i’m going to put it in, now.” he whispers, lining his cock to your cunt, pushing his tip in slowly, words of praise slipping past him, sweat coating your bodies as moans filled the room, an intoxicating scent to his senses that he could get addicted to. his thrusts were slow and sensual, pushing into your sopping cunt as far as he could, pulling out and pushing back in as he steadily increased his pace, huffing and panting, relishing and savoring each movement. “you’re so perfect, i’m the only one worthy of you.” he mixed between his praises, falling on deaf ears to you as you were overwhelmed with pleasure, breasts bouncing at each thrust as he cupped and toyed with them, bringing you both closer to your climaxes.
if only you could see the delusion behind his state, the way he looked at you behind clouded eyes, the obsession behind his words despite your first encounter, or even the way he held onto you as though he were never willing to let go, but you were too far down the rabbit hole to care, and so was he. his cum filled you to the brim as your orgasm shook through your body violently again, gasping his name, “rollo!” nails digging into his flesh as your eyes rolled back, lost in the ecstasy of the moment, too busy being fucked with cum to care that he weren’t using protection, that this stranger had just filled you up with his cum. he stared at your glistening body with adoration, pulling out his softened cock as he watched the cum spill out your seeping cunt, admiring all of it before pressing kisses to and biting your neck marking you up as his for not only his sight, but anyone else that dared laid eyes upon you. both you and him were pure, and he’d make sure that none of those magic users ever hurt you after he’d get rid of them, with you by his side above the city of burning flowers.
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tagging: @candlewitch-cryptic just read rollo’s ssr, losing my shit over rollo sneering at a goat and bringing his handkerchief to his face as the goat nibbles on his robe. my wrists are doing much better but more important rollo is the best thing ever created, thank you for attending my ted talk.
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quimichi · 1 month
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I Read Your Twisted Wonderland 'When You Wake Him Up With Nonsense" and Wanted To Ask If We Can Get One With The Staff(With Staff!Reader) and RSA(With RSA!Reader)? 🥺
Feel Free To Ignore😭
Love You❤️ And Have a Great Day!
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"=⌕ YOU WAKE HIM UP WITH NONSENSE / pt. 2
⌕ pt. 1 here
warnings: bad writing, as usual, some characters may seem ooc, I apologize, pet names, some might dislike those
summary: You wake him up in the middle of the night with some nonsense
characters: RSA, NRC Staff and Rollo x GN!Reader
word count: 1,995
a/n: some are shorter or longer, it's just that I find some characters hard to write or I write them like I view them :) I HOPE YOU ALSO HAVE A VEEEERY NICE DAY TOO!
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Chenya
The sound of your voice draws his attention to you. His breath hitches as he tries to stay asleep. He does not respond, instead he remains still as a statue. It is as if he wants to hear every word you have to say. And he wants to keep sleeping.
"Chenya, Chenya, Chenya, Chenya...Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker." Your voice cuts through the quiet. Your words pull him out of a dream.
He opens his eyes, and he looks straight at you and whines. "Why you gotta pull my full naaaaame...jus' wanna sleeeep..." "Yesterday I saw a motorcycle on the sun kissing the curtains in a cow." He blinks, utterly baffled by your words. His brow furrows and he is at a complete loss with how to respond. Finally, he settles on a simple and tired, "Wha-?" "What I said." You are utterly illogical. It makes it nearly impossible for him to comprehend you.
Your mind is fascinating, weird. You're fucking dumb sometimes.
His lips twitch upwards. That's why he loves you.
"You make no sense, ya know." He signs hard, rubbing his eyes. "And ya woke me up for that bullshit...you gotta pay me back, you better."
Neige
The sound of your voice is so familiar, and the words hit him like a wave of cool air while he's asleep. His body shifts as he starts to respond in the depths of his sleep.
"Wha-" He starts to say, his words faltering on the cusp of waking. "Cutie are you...is everything okay?" he asks groggily, a bit of sleep still clinging to him. If he could blush in his slumber, he would have been scarlet in shame for how his words slurred and garbled on his tongue. He slowly sits up, looking more worried than ever.
"I just saw a chicken picking up McDonald's at the gas station for detention." The words catch him off-guard once more, and he stares at you with a small confused smile on his face. He tries to process what you've said, but finds it impossible without more explanation.
His mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, and he tilts his head to the side, looking way to adorable for his own good. His confusion soon gives way to a brief chuckle, and he smiles widely and nods, still processing your words.
"That's such a nice story!...You should tell me the ending tomorrow though..." and with that he pulls you back against him and pets your head gently before both of you fall back asleep. He's still confused tho...
Rollo
He begins to stir, slowly waking to consciousness. His eyes dart around the room, his vision blurred and unfocused as he sits up. "Mmm, yes?" Rollo could never be mad if you woken him up for a reason, a good reason.
"I forgot to tell you that the telephone told me about the flying elephant with rainbow eyes and silver shoes." Rollo raises one eyebrow at first, thinking you're playing a trick on him. The joke is too outlandish to be real. Even this is to stupid for you.
But seeing that you're serious, he has no idea what to say. He is speechless. Oh...so you are that dumb huh? At this point the lord can't save him anymore.
"Is...that so?" he finally asks. "Yes!" Rollo stares at you incredulously as you continue. Every detail you describe is nonsensical and unrealistic. But his gaze remains firmly fixed on yours, and his thoughts are blank.
He struggles to understand why you woke him up. Is this a game? He is utterly puzzled. And his annoyance is starting to seep in. But the look in your eyes is magnetic, and it is difficult for him to hold his frustration. He sighs, "You...you are truly one of a kind, are you aware of that?" But Rollo can't help but smile at you, you just had to turn his life upside down, huh?
Crowley
He stirs slightly, his eyes blinking slowly open. He opens his mouth to speak, but then he realizes you are next to him and closes it again. His expression is soft and delicate, like your presence is a beacon of light in the darkness, and all he can focus on is you. You'd be surprised, moments of his adoration aren't that rare.
"What is it?" he asks with a slight yawn, his voice still soft and sleepy. "So like, I cooked us a clock with sprinkles of snow and the clock then when away with the pan because of their date at the baseball doctor." In spite of his tired mood, he bursts into laughter. A hearty, full-bellied laugh that only he would be so amused by such ridiculous, nonsensical statements.
"Ah, my love. It seems you have discovered the wonders of a dream," the headmaster chuckles, running his fingers curiously through your hair. For a moment he ponders about what other kinds of nonsense you would utter, if this is what your brain conjures just during your sleep.
He chuckles again in amusement. "Do go on," he encourages you, still looking through you with a light in his eyes. "Did the clock turn into a frog? Did the frog wear green boots and sing rock songs in kitchen utensils?" He's amused, but he also wants to know.
Crewel
As you call to him, you can see his eyelids twitch underneath. Your voice seems to permeate his dreams. There is no immediate answer as his eyes flutter in a way that seems to indicate that he's trying to force himself awake but still struggles to do so. He turns onto his back, his head tilting towards the sound of your voice. After a moment, he finally manages to open his eyes with a low groan. His hand reaches for his forehead and rubs it, as though he's suffered from a particularly intense headache. But once he sees you, he stops, his eyes brightening at the sight of your face.
All the weariness seems to leave him in an instance, yet not entirely. He manages a smile for you. "Puppy?..." "I just ate a singing pizza who told me the story of the bees and the snakes who danced underwater." "Ah..." Divus manages a confused hum. It takes him a moment as he seems to try and work it out in his head.
"They danced in...underwater?" He asks, voice soft. "Underwater...is a body of water...but...how does one..." he looks away from you as he attempts to picture the scenario. After a moment, he shakes his head, chuckling softly into his palm. "No matter. That is quite a tale, indeed my pup."
Divus draws you close and wraps his arms around you, burying his face into your shoulder and hugging you tightly. His breath is hot against your neck, his muscles tensing underneath.  "Sleep..." he mumbles softly, his voice seeming to get thicker as a low growl rumbles from his chest.
"Or does my pup want to keep being disobedient?"
Trein
(Solid grandpa issues ya'll have here)
It is almost as you say his name that his eyes blink quickly. They become wide and concerned. "Dearest?" he whispers with a hint of urgency in his voice. Though his expression turns gentle as he notices you aren't hurt or sick. His shoulders relax. "Yuu, have you not been feeling well?" Mozus asks, his voice a soothing melody. After a moment, he sits up. The bed creaks with the weight of his shifting body. Even Lucius wakes up from his slumber to tip tap his way over to your shared bed.
"Did you perhaps catch a cold? I could fetch some medicine if you would like." He doesn't want to see you in pain, not even for a moment. Oh, how caring he can be sometimes..."My hair turned purple because I washed it with dirt in the afternoon 13 years ago on a full red moon at midnight."
Silence hangs in the air as you speak. Mozus's expression remains concerned; worried. And then it turns into a frown. "Ah... You must've hit your head. Or else you wouldn't speak of such nonsense" he says. Though he tries to conceal it, a flicker of irritation flashes across his eyes. Your sudden statements seem to have sparked his annoyance.
"Or are you perhaps playing a childish prank on me at unholy hours?" he asks sharply, tone becoming stern. "If there is nothing else you require, I believe you've wasted enough of your time together." He tries to keep his voice neutral, but is obviously still slightly peeved at your game. "I-Im sorry..." His anger melts at your apology. His face melts back to a soft expression as he pulls you into his arms. His voice returns to its soothing tone as he presses his lips to yours.
When he pulls away, only seconds later, there's a content smile on to his lips. "Do not apologize," he says softly, voice quiet. Yet you feel a surge of pleasure run through your body. You feel almost as light as a feather once again. "I'm happy you're in best condition."
Vargas
Ashton jolts awake as he hears your voice, immediately rising into a defensive stance as he looks at you. Protectively he stands before the bed frantically looking around for potential danger with both his fists up, ready to punch whatever lurks in your shared bedroom.
"It's okay! Is there something wrong? Are you hurt?!" he asks anxiously but wild as he still holds his position. "Wha--no?!" He reacted so fast you couldn't keep up. "Oh...!" Asthon blinks a few times as he seems to calm himself. He lowers his fists, though now he seems completely at a loss for words. He stares at you blankly.
"That is good," he clears his throat, clearly embarrassed about the situation, "very good, yes " he offers a small smile, though you can sense him struggling to gather himself. "...so I woke up because the curtains were running away from a wild toaster." Ashton blinks a few times, processing this information. He seems to ponder it for a moment and then... bursts out into laughter.
It's a loud sound, like a true suburban father laugh. It's a sound of complete delight. Though, it doesn't take him too much effort to bring himself back. "Ah... yes," he says, "Wild toasters. They are very problematic." He lets himself sink into bed again, and like before, you're to slow to react. Because the moment his head hits the pillow, he's gone. Snoring the night away...
Sam
"Hm?" The mighty lord stirs in his sleep. He pulls the sheets tighter around him, his body twitching in his sleep. The sound of his name being uttered by you seems to have broken through his slumber. "Wake uuuup~!" "Hm?" Sam finally looks up at you, his eyes barely open. They seem to focus on you, taking a moment to adjust to the darkness of the room before he finally smiles. "Impy...?" He speaks in the softest of whispers, his voice almost hoarse as though it had been a while. "Did my friends wakw you...or...was it my snoring?"
"My shampoo ran out cause the towel used it for their skincare routine." "Ah..." He sits up, his expression still weary from sleep. Before you can even tell him to stop, he's already risen from the bed. He's practically half-asleep as he waddles towards the shop and comes back with a bottle of shampoo in hand.
He doesn't question you or the strange request at all. "There you go," he holds up a bottle of shampoo. "Only the best for my little imp, and since its you...its on the house" he says, although he looks like he's in a trance he does smirk at you.
"Thank...you?" You question as you take the bottle from his hands. Before you know it he drops face first into bed, "But...if ya need anythin' else...get it yourself...alright?" he mumbles into the pillow.
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