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fisheem4mmal · 12 days
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Happy 4th Anniversary Twisted Wonderland!
Thank you for 4 years of fun, I've played since it came out and I can't wait for what's in store for the future <3
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marigoldendragon · 1 month
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In which Human-Grim has to take care of our NRC-Boys-As-Animals, and has a time of it. This was a lot of fun to do, a lot of the characters already had animal motifs, others where very hard to come up with an animal equivalent. Still not particularly happy with some of my choices, but c’est la vie. Also been a hot minute since I've spent this long on a drawing. Twisted Wonderland has me in an absolute vice grip, consumes most of my waking thoughts, clears my skin, waters my crops ... I'm tired and starting to not make sense. I shall end my inane ramblings here.
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egophiliac · 1 month
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You can’t pick Lilia for this. But who is your other favorite short character in Twst?
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I like the angry little king boy 🌹
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whetstonefires · 1 year
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the problem with knowing things about battle tactics is that an ever-increasing subset of popular media becomes impossible to enjoy properly because you have to sit there like 'wow Captain Protagonist good to know all those dead people on your own side are a direct result of your total lack of anything resembling brains'
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garliicgun · 1 month
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girlboss, gatekeep, gaslight (in that order)
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ryllen · 4 months
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kiss him a little
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before sending him to war
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cutielando · 1 month
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my lifeline ~ mattheo riddle
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Summary: You are Mattheo’s lifeline, his one ray of sunshine in the darkness that is his life. A cute little breakdown of how your relationship to the Slytherin bad boy began.
Other works: my masterlist
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Mattheo had always had it rough.
Being the son of the Dark Lord brought enough complications to his life, let alone being at school with people who only made fun of him because of that.
It wasn’t fair. Nothing about his life seemed fair, but he had no choice about it. He couldn’t change who he was, no matter how much he wanted to.
But he could change the way he viewed himself.
And he did. 
From the moment you had entered his life.
You transfering to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons had probably been the best thing that had ever happened to him.
Watching you timidly walk towards the Sorting Hat, anxiously waiting for it to speak and tell you which house you would join, seeing the sweet smile you had given the Slytherins once you joined them at their table and just so happened to have been sitting right across from him.
He knew, from the moment you had looked at him with your bright eyes, that he was a goner.
Over the course of your first weeks at the school, Mattheo had been the one to welcome you the best, always offering to show you around the castle, help you study or simply just keep you company while you would do homework together.
Pansy had also become your friend, very eager to have another girl in the friend group.
Pansy was also the first person to find out about your crush on the curly haired bad boy. 
It didn’t come as a surprise, really. With the amount of time you had been spending together ever since you came to the school, the countless walks you had been on with him when the both of you had free time, the charming smiles he would give you whenever he would look at you.
He had you mesmerized and he didn’t even realize.
The holidays had proved to be the perfect opportunity for Mattheo to finally tell you what he was feeling, right before you left for home.
“Y/N!” he had called out for you as you were struggling to carry your luggage down the countless pairs of stairs towards the castle entrance.
You turned around, a smile immediately appearing on your kind face. The kind of smile that made the butterflies in Mattheo’s stomach go crazy.
“Hey, Mattheo. I was just about to leave for the train, I didn’t want to be late” you explained, gesturing towards your trunk.
You didn’t know if you should have said anything else, knowing that his father and him probably didn’t want to have anything to do with each other and he had no reason to want to go home for the holidays.
“I know, and I wanted to catch you just before you left. I wanted to tell you something that I’ve been putting off for the entire semester” he said, scratching the back of his neck.
You nodded, signaling that you were listening. 
He let out a breath before speaking up once again.
“I like you, a lot. Ever since you transferred here, you’ve been on my mind. I’ve come to look forward to every minute that I get to spend with you, regardless of what we do. I just wanted to know if you would like to go on a date with me once you get back?” he asked, making you smile.
All the daydreams about what it would be like to be with him, to know that he was just yours, they were finally going to happen after so much lost time.
“Your timing really sucks” you joked, making him blush and nod. “But my answer is yes” you added before quickly leaning up to kiss his cheek and left.
Unbeknownst to you, the moment you had turned around and couldn’t see him anymore, he fist-bumped the air and did a little happy dance, being sure that nobody would see him and tarnish his bad boy reputation.
Typical.
During the time you spent away, you guys exchanged several letters, in most of them Mattheo was complaining about how slow the time was passing and how eager he was to see you again and take you out.
Which he did, the hour right after you had got back to Hogwarts. 
Your date had been amazing, sipping your favorite warm drinks at the Three Broomsticks, browsing around your favorite shops in Hogsmeade, and then finally ending with a goodnight kiss right at the bottom of the stairs leading to your bedroom.
The news that you had become a couple spread around as quickly as a disease would. Gossip traveled very fast around a school full of teenagers, especially when it involved someone with a reputation like Mattheo.
Being seen together in front of the whole school had been something you were weary of, ever since he had asked you out; mainly because it was no news that your now boyfriend was a very handsome lad, and a good number of the girls from every house had a thing for him.
Imagine now, with him dating you, it had automatically put a big target on your back.
But not to worry, Mattheo was there for you.
“People are staring” you told him on the morning of your first breakfast together as a couple, a day after everyone had got back from holiday.
“So? Let them stare, I don’t care” he said, shrugging his shoulders and pulling you closer to him.
You gulped, noticing more and more girls whispering and looking at you over their shoulders, frantically it was more like glaring deep into your soul.
“Easy for you to say, you don’t have the entire female population of this castle hoping your head would explode so they can take your place” you had meant for it to sound like a joke in order to not worry Mattheo, but he had seen right through it.
Following your gaze, he had noticed just how much attention there was on you that morning. He cleared his throat, glaring at every single girl right back, which then prompted them to blush and turn away from you guys.
“Don’t worry about other people, they know nothing about us and they’re just jealous” he whispered to you, planting a kiss on your temple in comfort.
You knew that he was right, that you just had to drown everyone out and just focus on Mattheo and what you had.
And that was exactly what you did.
Months went by very quickly, making your relationship with Mattheo only blossom more and more with each passing day. The love shared between you was more intense than anything either of you had experienced before.
You two helped each other, motivated and encouraged one another. You helped him deal with his problems, listened to him whenever he needed to unwind and just talk to someone about his home, about what his childhood was like and what being Voldemort’s son had done to him.
You slowly helped him out of his shell, making him open to you more and more each passing day, making sure he was comfortable whenever he was around you and always made sure he was okay, no matter where you were or what the circumstances were.
You became what he needed, his savior. 
A lifeline to pull him back to reality when he would need it the most, whenever he would feel like he was about to fall off the edge.
You were his life.
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ninjaart-fan · 2 months
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In my Headcanon the guys give the perfect clothes (in this case Pijamas) because they know that she is broke as hell...also because they like to see her wearing them
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irlplasticlamb · 16 days
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i know the real you.
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ohthewh0rror · 5 months
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NOVEMBER.
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˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ prompt — A sneak peak into a random day with your boyfriend.
Pairing: Tom R. x Reader / Matteo R. X Reader / Theo Nott x Reader / Draco Malfoy x Reader
Word Count: 1.1k
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TOM R.
You looked at yourself in the mirror, giving yourself one final look over. Finding nothing out of place, you stood there and just stared at your reflection for a minute. Today was always difficult for you, a day you both dreaded and looked forward to. Today was the second Saturday of the month, the day you reserved for visiting your little sister's grave. It’s a tradition you’ve held since she passed away 3 years ago.
For a long time you didn’t tell Tom about what you did, not wanting anyone else there while you grieved, but you finally came clean last week. Tom was someone you were very serious about and it was time he knew, you didn’t invite him, and you doubt he remembered, so you didn’t have any expectations of him going with you.
Still, it hurt a little that he wasn’t there. You knew his job took up a lot of his time, but you were hoping he’d make an excuse to leave for the day and be there for you. Swallowing your disappointment, you apparated to your family cemetery, just outside the gates. As the world came into focus you saw that you weren’t alone. There stood Tom, flowers in hand, waiting outside the gates for you. You walked up to him, tears already threatening to cloud your vision.
“You remembered…” your voice trailed off, biting the inside of your cheek to try and keep your composure. Tom gave you a slight smile, holding his hand out for you to take, “of course I remembered, it’s important to you, so now it’s important to me too.”
Taking his hand, you walked in with him, beginning to tell him about her.
DRACO M.
“Give me my shirt back,” Draco's voice sounded defeated as you held the shirt hostage behind your back. I knew this game wouldn’t last long, Draco was much taller, and though you hated to admit it, faster than you as well. Despite being at a disadvantage you couldn’t help but want to tease him.
Was it really so bad to want your shirtless boyfriend to chase after you? You didn’t think so.
“Y/N…” there was a warning in the way he said your name. A warning that you were in for it if you didn’t return his shirt. But, instead of scaring you, his voice sent a thrill up your spine. Your heart raced as you bit your lip, anticipating what was in store for you. You shook your head no, and took a slow step back.
Draco stared at you for a beat before rushing towards you. A high-pitched squeal left you as you turned, bolting towards the door. You’d only made it two feet out the door of his dorm when Draco’s arms wrapped around your waist, flinging you over his shoulder. “N-no! Put me down!” You exclaimed through hysterical laughter, fist hitting his back.
“You had your chance to do the right thing,” Draco told you, walking back into his dorm, the door slamming shut and locking behind the two of you.
MATTHEO R.
Mattheo wasn’t sure what to say to you that wouldn’t further piss you off. He knew you didn’t like when he let his jealousy cause issues, especially on nights that were supposed to be for going out and having a good time. But, when he returned with your drinks and saw a nameless wizard flirting with you, all he felt was the flames of red-hot anger sizzling away any rational thoughts he had.
Mattheo kept his cool as walked up to the two of you. He could tell the wizard was annoyed by his interruption, but the man didn’t say anything to him. Mattheo set your drink down in front of you before placing a chaste kiss on your lips. Mattheo could see you about to say something as soon as he pulled away, but before you got the chance to try and ease Mattheo’s anger, he had picked his own drink up, throwing it in the man’s face.
Tightening his grip on the heavy glass mug, while the man was temporarily blinded by alcohol, Mattheo swung and hit the man in the face. The man cried, falling back onto his ass, grabbing his face. Immediately, Mattheo was on top of the man, mug gone, settling on hitting him with his fist. Mattheo heard you yelling for him to stop, before he felt a spell hit his shoulder, knocking him off the man.
Now, after being kicked out and forced to calm down, Mattheo busied himself kicking rocks as you two walked to an apparation point. “Why did you have to do that, Mattheo?!” You sounded pissed, but at least you were talking to him now. “Because he had the audacity to flirt with my wife!” Mattheo exclaimed, trying to defend himself. You stopped, a look of disbelief on your face, “mattheo…really? We aren’t even married.”
“Yet.” Mattheo mumbled, not being able to bring himself to look at you, instead busing himself with pebbles again. You scoffed, walking off, leaving behind.
“Y/N! Wait!”
THEO N.
Theo was a big baby when he was sick. He didn’t get sick often, but you truly hated when it did happen. He was clingy and whiny, wanting all your attention. Which is how you ended up in bed with a sick Theo.
There was no doubt you were going to be sick tomorrow, Theo’s long limbs entangled with yours under the sheets. His head, clammy and hot to the touch resting on your chest, as you played with his soft brown hair. You felt bad as you heard his chest rattling with every breath. “Do you need anything?” You asked him, your voice barely above a whisper. Theo looked at you, chin resting on your chest, “can I have a kiss?”.
It took everything in you not to laugh in his face. That’s really what he wanted? No potion, no water, no soup, but instead a kiss? This man was something else. “Baby, I don’t want to get sick myself,” you told him. Though, you both knew that you were already doomed. Theo laid his head back down on your chest, but his head craned backwards, his lips puckered.
Tapping his puckered lips, teasing you, he waited for you to plant a kiss on him. You let out a laugh in disbelief, but gave in, giving him peck. Content, he cuddled back into you, falling asleep.
He’s lucky you love him.
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st-lady · 3 months
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not exactly from, but very inspired by @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger’s most recent chapter of dmay
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fanfictionroxs · 3 months
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Nothing makes me go homicidal more than seeing someone bash Lily. NOTHING. Listen man, I don't care if you want to ship James with Voldemort or Dumbledore or Peter or Frank! Just don't use it as an excuse to turn the ultimate MOTHER Lily Evans into some villain. And especially don't use your ship as a way to steal Lily's own child from her and turn Harry against her like.. LILY EVANS?! The woman whose blood magic fucked up Voldemort's body 14 years after her death to once again protect her son? Y'all DARE say shit about her? Have a heart!
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doremimosasol · 3 months
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𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 - 𝐒𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ✧
Ravenclaw!reader here
Hufflepuff!reader here
Gryffindor!reader here
warnings: suggestive?
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breathtaking
Slytherin
pureblood
hard working
you would think this could easily win a guy like Mattheo Riddle over, but it wasn’t all this that convinced Mattheo you were the girl he wanted
you were intelligent and it showed in the way you acted, some almost wondered why you didn't get sorted into Ravenclaw
but it were your snarky comments, you wouldn’t let anyone walk over you
you knew what you wanted and always made sure to get it
yes, you were pretty, but your personality made you even more attractive to him
respectful and elegant, with that small touch of fire that got you into Slytherin
there was that fire in you, and he wanted it to ignite him too
the way you carried yourself: shoulders back, chin up, but still with that kind smile of yours
you were approachable but to some, you didn’t look like it
the confidence and pride you radiated was intimidating to some
elegance was written on your face
he fell for you fast
but he kept it a secret
he’d even start acting mean to you to convince himself he didn’t fall in love
because how dare he fall in love, right?
nevertheless, it didn’t help because there was no way for him to get rid of those feelings for you
he started to avoid you
avoiding eye contact
avoiding you in the hallways
avoiding your presence in the common room
he’d even spend his evenings in his room alone when he knew you were in the common room
it made him feel weak, those feelings for you
they were no good for him, so the only solution was to lock it all up
to lock himself up
you’d start to get confused because you thought you two were working on something
a friendship?
something more?
it didn’t matter, you just enjoyed his presence
there was something mysterious yet so attractive about him
it wasn’t that much, but after all, you fell for him too
he didn’t even have to try
any girl would be crazy to not fall for him
oh,but you fell hard
completely head over heels
maybe even before he did
you noticed him in class, always
the way he played with all those rings he always wore, and he wore them good
oh my god
it fit his vibe so well and it was bloody hot
he always had that look on his face
it seemed like his eyes almost held no emotion in them
but it was obvious deep down, his eyes covered the whirlwinds going on in his mind
you wanted to know what hid behind those browns
the way his hair fell, it was majestic
he just looked so effortlessly good
and the way he was almost a total red flag?
smash
it went on like this for years, neither of you having the courage to confess
and neither was he able to because then it might feel a little too real to him
you fell for him, but he fell harder
and it drove him absolutely insane
but when you’d start talking to other guys…
it was like something snapped in his head, this sudden switch
at that moment he knew: you belonged to him
you were his
you noticed the small sabotaging he did to your dates, it was almost endearing
but when he went as far as getting one of the guy’s arm in a cast, it were a few too many steps over the line
he had never fought with any of your dates
yes he did fight regularly
but that was because most of the time someone provoked him
was it because he gently touched your waist? the way he kissed you on the cheek?
you couldn’t think of any other reason
you’d heard he immediately threw a punch at the guy, the moment you left
he didn’t even spare a second to let him get away
“She’s mine.”
at that moment you decided to approach him about his absolutely despicable behavior
it wasn’t pleasant to confront him
the first chance you saw him in the corridor outside, you pulled him into your room
before you knew it though, you were pressed against your wall
dominant like he was, he got you under his spell first
his head close to yours
heavy breathing filling the room
breaths mingling
and tension palpable
almost ready to be cut by a single feather even
“You’re mine”
he didn’t even waste a second to kiss you after those words
you never expected it to happen so fast
to happen like this
and for it to feel so good
he wanted you
and you wanted him
and it was more than obvious in the kiss
it wasn’t just a kiss
it felt like it was the air he needed to live
the kiss turned into a full-on makeout session fast enough
and before you knew it you both ended up in your bed
together
clothes?
probably somewhere on the floor
from that night on, you two started dating
it was sweet
he’d regularly take you on dates
mostly private though
picknicks by the Black Lake
candlelit dinners on top of the astronomy tower
and the regular visits to each other’s dorms
he tried everything to make you happy
though it was very sweet he could also be possessive
extremely possessive
a guy could only look at you and his breath would already start to quicken
you didn’t know why he worried so much, you’d never in a lifetime replace him
hell, you would be extremely stupid to
he was the only one you wanted
he’d also regularly give you gifts
most of the time they were flowers
it’d always bring a smile to your face and remind you again why you fell in love with him
a month into the relationship he gave you a bracelet
silver, with emerald stones
and a small snake circling around it
a sign of both your house and his heirloom
he was proud of it, being the descendant of Salazar himself
he could be sweet but oh he could be rough
and bad Quidditch games were the obvious evidence of it
traces painting your skin for days
but don’t you even dare try to cover them up
if you did, he’d make sure to add some more
this time even more obvious than the first ones
you were his and he wanted it to be clear the the rest of the school
it’d be a sweet but bumpy relationship
but besides all that, you could look through all the imperfections
and you ignited a fire inside of him to be a better person
a better person for you
a better person for the world
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egophiliac · 9 months
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IT'S BUNNY TIME EVERYBODY
(feat. Dilla)
(bugle accompaniment by Yuu)
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hellsslibrary · 9 months
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I want to ask for Riddle and Epel's virginity fanfiction. Like headcanons or plain text is up to you, as well as all kinks and fetishes! Have a good day!
✧・゚:* Riddle and Epel lose their virginity to a male!reader *:・゚✧
DNI: minors.
!!Warnings: loss of virginity (obviously), toxic masculinity in the Epel part, anal sex, soft experience, fingering, a little teasing, Rook(sorry).
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Riddle.
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This must be planned fully in advance BEFORE this process. It should NOT and CANNOT be spontaneous. Everything must be planned from cover to cover.
He is too worried about this, so he will definitely discuss everything with you for several days in advance. Yours and his fetishes, kinks, boundaries, your yes and no, and so on.
And after that, he will think over everything to the smallest detail together with you, and only then will he agree to this.
He will completely and absolutely give you control (especially if you are not a virgin). Like, in any case, you have more experience, at least from reading similar texts, dear reader.
And he'll probably do whatever you want, as long as it's not too kinky for your shared first sex.
"[Y-your name], are you sure everything's going well? It's... It's a very strange feeling," Riddle whimpers, lightly squeezing the sheets underneath him.
You lift your gaze up to him while your two fingers are inside him, rubbing gently against his prostate. You rub soothingly on his thigh, lightly releasing the pressure on his prostate.
"You mean you don't like it? I can stop, Riddy," you whisper, kissing his forehead gently.
Riddle's cheeks turn crimson and he shakes his head, smiling tremblingly.
"I like it, it's just... Unusual, you know?" he moans, covering his mouth with his hand and tugging at his hips, feeling you tremblingly press on his prostate.
"I don't really understand, but of course... I guess you're ready anyway," you hum, sticking your fingers out, causing Riddle to whine in frustration.
When he finally feels your cock in him, it's definitely a weird feeling. Given his upbringing, I guess that's the last thing he could imagine in his sex life, especially if he's doing it with a guy.
But he still loves it! Your penis stretches his insides so nicely, adjusting them to fit him. It's so cute, hehe.
And when he finally gets used to this strange feeling inside him, he is definitely just in ecstasy! It's such a strangely powerful feeling, he's never felt it during the inevitable puberty jerk off sessions.
"[Y-your name]..! So damn good! D-don't stop, please!" - he muffled screams into the pillow, squeezing it in his grip.
Your hands grip his trembling thighs tightly as you keep thrusting into his hole. He shrinks so cutely around you with every thrust, like he's getting even tighter than before, which sounds surreal.
"I'm not going to, Riddy~. Don't worry, you'll come today like you've never come before," you whisper, chuckling as you continue your gentle but quick thrusts inside Riddle.
He buries his face into his pillow, doing his best to muffle his moans, whimpers and almost screams. His nails dig into the pillowcase as his legs unconsciously wrap around your waist.
He furrows his brows, feeling a slightly familiar pleasure in his stomach, although this time it's much more intense and bigger. Riddle immediately realizes that you were right.
But who turns down the chance to experience the best orgasm of their lives with their partner? Just an idiot, I guess.
Epel.
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He, to put it mildly, is experiencing enormous difficulties in this. His concepts in his head just start a war, like "Damn, I love him and I want to have sex with him!", "No, it's not true! It's feminine to love men, and even more so to be a bottom!" Or something like that.
But in the end, he agrees to it, referring in his toxicly masculine head that he is doing this for love and will endure it courageously (And also probably due to conversations between Vil and Rook, who somehow found out that you were going to do sex...Though this shouldn't come as a surprise considering them, especially Rook).
But he obviously doesn't, lol.
"Oh, wait, wait! Fuck!" he whimpers, frowning and squeezing your shoulders as you slowly finger him.
"What's wrong, Epel? Are you hurt?" You stroke his cheek, causing him to unconsciously lean into your hand.
He shakes his head, making a sound like a growl and squeezes his teeth and lips, trying to shut up, digging even harder into your shoulders with his fingers.
Although he still gets used to this feeling sooner or later and even begins to enjoy the way your fingers move in him and press on the right places, he still feels strange about it.
He, like Riddle, had no idea that he would have anal sex, especially with a man. True, in his case, his concepts of the "Right Man" and all that are to blame.
"Fuck! Too much, [Your Name], so much!" he whimpers, still grabbing your shoulders and wrapping his legs around your waist.
You keep pushing his small frame onto your cock, causing him to throw his head back in pleasure with a loud moan, feeling your cock enter at just the right angle.
You lick your lips, squeezing one of Epel's nipples, which causes him to meet your cock on the way up, causing him to make the loudest moan you've ever heard.
"Wow... I never thought that you would moan like that, but I can't say that I don't like it," you whisper, taking his lips in a kiss, trying to drown out his moans, because you began to feel some insistence look at your back...
Epel furrows his brows, grabbing your hair in his hands and pulling you closer to him, kissing you back, slightly awkward though.
His thoughts turn to mush in his head as he feels you thrust into his insides, making his body bounce in your lap.
It was probably one of the nicest things he's ever experienced... And he doesn't regret it one bit.
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lowcallyfruity · 3 months
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TWST INCORRECT QUOTES 😈
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