#the loyal servant

[katkalis-the-horror-fanartist]

@cece-lina22 So I didn't mean ocs, but I like you a lot so...🥺

Quick servant!

[woahjo]

the first time the high lord katsuki touches you, he drags his fingers lightly over your clothes. his palms slide against your shoulders, your waist, your hips, and your thighs. he's careful to not overstep, moving slowly over your body as if any sudden movement would shatter the illusion.

he'd asked you to come look at something on his desk. a book or some other thing, and you'd obliged because you appreciate the things he shares with you. but you had stood so close to him, so close that katsuki could smell you, that he could lean forward a little and put his face in your hair.

"tell me if you don't like it," he'd mumbled, his voice tense and gravelly. there was a bite to it, a nervous one that he'd struggled to conceal.

then, he'd moved his hands to touch your hips. lightly at first, then with a bit more urgency. you had not turned around to face him, instead content to let him touch you this way. almost like worship.

his hands now roam gingerly over your clothing, catching momentarily on the heavy fabric before letting it fall again. he spends a lot of time simply feeling your shape, greedy hands that tremble with his desire to take you. katsuki touches you because you let him, because you want him to.

katsuki doesn't fuck you today, but he does other things. he lets his hand slip to your inner thigh and you part your legs with a small step to the side. neither of you speaks a word and the room is so silent save for your breathing that you could hear a pin drop. kirishima is outside of the door, but he won't enter unless he's called. the silence and secret of this wraps you both in a film you can't seem to break free from.

slowly, he pulls your dress up to run his fingers along the inside of your thigh, raising goosebumps along your skin and causing you to shutter and lean back against him. he sighs a little, leaning forward so that his breath hits the shell of your ear. then, he places a small kiss on your exposed part of your shoulder where it meets your neck.

then, his fingers dip to cup your cunt, pressing lightly until he finds the spot that makes you gasp and lean forward, bracing yourself with both hands on the table. his thick finger rubs circles into your slit, pulling aside your underwear to collect your wetness on his fingers before pressing it again to that sensitive bud.

you sigh, letting your head fall forward and katsuki steps closer to you, close enough that you can feel his hardness against your ass. he groans when he realizes the extent of your wetness, no doubt thinking about how long you've been like this, how long he's let you go unsatisfied and neglected.

katsuki doesn't make an effort to enter you, nor does he move his fingers from your clit. he just rubs circles into it, finding a pattern that makes you tremble and sticking with it. you sigh softly as he touches you, your skirt hiked up over his wrist and legs spread ever so slightly to give him room to pleasure you. choked moans and whines threaten to escape your lips and you can feel katsuki's face and breath beside your head, his eyes fixed on you as he watches your expression twist into one of mounting pleasure.

his hand comes up to brace your hip when you get close, pulling your body against him so that his hard cock is flush against you. it's a possessive movement and the roughest he's ever been with you, harshly jostling your body against his as if to have you close when you reach your peak.

you're leaning forward, fingers digging into the fine wood of his desk, as he repeatedly rubs at your clit, occasionally dipping to your entrance to collect your slick. you'd love for him to put them in you, to curl his thick fingers inside of your body until you cum, but this seems to be all he allows himself to do, as if he's holding himself back from ultimate pleasure.

what he does do for you is certainly enough, though. soon, he's crowding your body, his figure hunched over yours as you twitch and writhe against him. he keeps his fingers firmly rubbing at your clit, soft circles that grow more intentional with each twitch of your hips against him. then, you tense up and sigh deeply, then tension in your body fleeing as you cum hard against his hand and rut your hips into his fingers.

katsuki watches and groans softly as you finish, still moving his fingers and breathing heavily in your ear until you collapse forward against the desk with overstimulation. your legs tremble and squeeze his hand between your thighs and your breath comes heavily and quickly. he breathes like this too, as if he's just exerted some great physical force, and you can still feel his cock twitching against you in his pants as the fingers on his free hand dig harshly into your hips.

katsuki doesn't move his hand until you've stopped your twitching, content to leg you squeeze it between two plush thighs. then, he removes it, briefly holding your skirt up and peering around you to see the supple flesh of your leg, before letting it drop. you exhale a breath you hadn't realized you were holding and katsuki lingers behind you for a moment before letting his head fall forward to rest against your shoulder.

neither of you says anything about the reality of what you've just done. it's a great crime. one that is not easily undone should anyone find out about it. the two of you sit in silence as it settles over you.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

M'lady, doth this harlot bother thee?

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[royaltea000]

Every letter addressed to Jonah Magnus just sounds like several men of good high standing who he’s tricked into giving him their knowledge money and affections realizing that they’ve fallen for a succubus but they can’t find it in them to hate him too hard- like do you know what I mean??? I know it’s just the old timey way of speaking but every statement just sounds like “please my evil twink, I beseech you!” Like this is why I can only imagine him as like very Dorian Gray-esque in my head. Please someone tell me I’m not crazy for thinking this that’s literally their evil bbg that’s sucked them for all they’re worth and thrown em away

[sneakyboymerlin]

Actual monarchists in the Gwaine tag. Scary

[te-intheworld]

A taste test

There is a glint in Eddie’s eyes as he bows the slightest amount, nothing to draw the girls’ attention, and says theatrically, “I live to serve, your majesty.”

It strikes Steve that Eddie is overdoing it. Before now, it had been a sprinkling here or there. But tonight it is abundant and in front of their friends. Eddie is sending a message and Steve is picking it up.

Steve leads the girls to the living room, tops off their drinks, and then finds Eddie in the kitchen. Lucky for them, it is walled off from the rest of their house, neither of them being fans of open concept spaces.

“Steve I told you, I can clean up,” Eddie says over his shoulder as he stands at the sink.

“What’re you doing?” Steve stands a little behind him.

Eddie chuckles. “The dishes.”

Steve hums, but ignores the comment. “The bow? Live to serve?”

Eddie’s shoulders tighten just the tiniest amount. “A joke, Stevie.” He catches Steve’s eyes, unable to reach for him with his arms covered in bubbles from the sink.

Steve puts his hands on his hips. “Don’t lie, something is going on.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

It isn’t like Eddie to hide things from Steve. Of course, every relationship has secrets or unrevealed areas of the mind, they weren’t the kind of people who made their partner tell each other everything (those people made Steve a little sick). But sex is one thing they strove to be open about so it was unusual that Eddie would be so hesitant to say anything to Steve of all people.

Steve stepped closer to Eddie, placing his hands to the sides of the sink and pressing Eddie against the counter with his hips. He decides to push a little against Eddie’s resistance to share; not to shame him but to see if his suspicions are correct.

 “You would keep this to yourself,” Steve chides into his ear. Eddie’s breath hitches as Steve continues. “How does this serve me?”

[the-kingshound]

To Survive The King's Harem is like being a maid in a fantasy game, only that you died and got transmitted into the world of the game and become either a servant or knight who serves the Consort and has the most opportunity to may or may not witnessing Arthur and the rest of his harem (the ROs) getting obsessed with MC, and may or may not have the opportunity to fall in love with one of The Round Table's knight, The High Mage (Merlin), The Witch (Morgana). Your duty is to serve the Consort, make sure no one will be harm to them. But before that, here's your most important duty... Do what it means to SURVIVE.

On the other hand, To Hide The Royals' Love Affair is like a more funnier version and that you're the one who follow MC all the way to Camelot. As the Consort's royal servant for years, your have to make sure the Consort, never ever doubt themselves. As such, you'll have to find a way to help the Consort to get out of their shell, just as you used to, further determine who to trust, investigate the King for your Consort, determine who to trust or not to. But more importantly... You'll have to find out a way to overturn the grand scheme that may bring shame to your Consort, even when the King's reliable enough to take care of it.

This... I LOVE THIS OMG ANON

[zephyrchama]

Today I learned that Barbatos is roughly 5 and a half inches tall. Thanks, Google.

[moondaepuppy]

Debut or die au set in an ancient civilisation where moondae is the heir but is trying to get his amiable distant relative chungwoo to inherit instead

Moondae (after another foiled attempt at tricking chungwoo into overthrowing him): He's too nice, he would never challenge me... Am I going to have to fake my death? *Sigh* call the madman

*cheongryeo enters*

Moondae: Madman, if I needed to kill someone in a way that is convincing yet leaves no body, how would I do this?

Cheongryeo: well, from my experience-

Later, as Moondae is going over his plan:

Lee Sejin, his advisor: Pardon me, your highness, but perhaps if you simply talked to this chungwoo you could persuade him to take the position?

Moondae: ...well, alright.

Moondae: .... And that's why I would be a terrible leader. So don't you agree you should be the heir?

Chungwoo: I'm flattered, truly, your highness, but I think by saying all of this you've demonstrated why you would make a good leader after all.

Moondae: f*ck.

Moondae (begging): Just take the empire. please.

Moondae's failed plans include:

-Trying to use Raebin to threaten chungwoo (but chungwoo sees past his thug appearance.)

- Trying to act like a tyrant, but ultimately he's too kind-hearted to do anything cruel.

[sp00pypumpkins]

Got busy this weekend and couldnt draw much so today I did this silly thing :3

Something sweet about the Prototype qwq I find it endearing those two would get so happy when the prototype is near while other toys would feel intimidated by them XD I will make more silly doodles about why Zero thinks so high of the Prototype in the future :D

Au by @asamary You should check their stuff :D!

Also Zero chirps when they are very happy (The only one who got to hear them is 1006 till now, Zero is a bit embarrased because he cannot control it but with 1006 he lowers his guard but also acts childish around him too HAHA)

[mammon-money-maker]

I’m no longer poor

So fuck you

💵I find you annoying in general💵

💵So fuck you💵

[applebloomer1]

Hey guys. GENOSWEEP. Thank you. Please go vote Geno.

If Geno wins, I'm updating all my stories. That's a promise.

[capriddle]

[inhaleaaaaaaaa]

I don’t know if it’s already been said but istg romancing Astarion as Durge is just giving him scary dog privileges. You should’ve seen me siccing my massive sorcerer Dragonborn on anyone who manages to hit Astarion. Like always in dialogues I’m looking over at him and being like ‘bbg what do you think about this?’

[not-poignant]

Do you have a favorite character evolution or relationship evolution that you’ve written? Personally, the way Augus becomes soft for Mosk in The Ice Plague really tickles me.

Oh hmmm, this is such an awesome question! But also really hard to answer.

I think I have more than one. But the one that weirdly comes to mind is Sharpwood in The Golden Age that Never Was. I've been kind of obsessed with his character ever since and I feel like I'm 'saving' him for an original novel somewhere along the way. Something about him going from like, a cold, distant servant, to what he became, until finally at the end you realise you really want to get to know him better and it's too late... I don't know. I think often about writing a side story of his trauma recovery, but I don't have like...spare time to do it in. Alas.

In terms of the main characters, like the point-of-view characters, Gwyn's and Augus' journey was compelling enough that I followed them for nearly a decade in a single universe. And I feel like that's the most obvious answer because it's like 'well, I spent tens of thousands of hours on them because they were my favourite evolution / relationship evolution.'

In terms of less obvious characters... I actually really loved writing Mosk becoming protective of Gwyn in The Ice Plague and then becoming kind of like a mentor figure almost to him, despite his age and lack of experience.

I loved, loved, loved writing the slow tentative growth of connection between the prickly Gwyn ap Nudd and equally prickle Raven Prince in The Ice Plague as well.

Right now, I'm a big fan of Efnisien and Faber, and Efnisien and Flitmouse too. :D

[lemonsourcrisis]

FINAL FANTASY XVI — "I will always be your loyal servant"