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reallyromealone · 14 days

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Can you do (whatever characters you like) x male omega reader?

I don’t care what character(s) get put x reader.

Plot: Toman was in a meeting talking about god knows what when reader begins to enter pre-heat. Chaos insues

Title: atypical courting

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: Toman + others

Fic type: smut

Pairings: all x reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, nsfw, smut, Omega male reader, group sex, double penetration

Notes: I just added everyone in here, it's all post story version's but crime ✨

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He's known them most of his life, Mikey coming to his dad's bakery almost daily and witnessing (name) beat the crap out of a thief trying to rob them, immediately asking him to join Toman even if he was an Omega.

That was ten years ago, and here he was.

On top of the world.

Being a Toman executive wasn't easy, especially as (name) secondary gender but he made it work as he kept a constant supply of suppressants to keep his heat at bay, refusing to be seen in a moment of weakness by the other Toman executives.

(Name) And the others always had... Tension between them, not hostile not but more so sexual, they had for a very long time and neither parties actually handed it from the occasional light pass to a grope, a game of cat and mouse.

Mikey, hanma and Kisaki were one of the worst ones with their infatuation, obsessed with him without ever doing anything.

(Name) Was annoyed as he sat in the meeting, he called in sick for a reason and nooo! He had to be here to hear about god damn taxable buildings they needed to check up on! (Name) Was prepping for his upcoming heat, his preheat would hit any day now and he just didn't want to be here when it happened.

He couldn't afford to be vulnerable with people present.

"(Name), you good? Yer' sweatin' fucking buckets" Baji barked out as everyone turned to look at (name) who was barely present as a sweet smell filtered through the room, the smell of preheat.

"Why did you come if you were in preheat?!" Kisaki yelled and (name) hissed back at him "I TRIED AND YOU WERE LIKE NO EXCUSES! THIS IS IMPORTANT!" he did not care that he was yelling at a Toman vp, his stomach cramping and headache forming as he shakily stood "I'll bring you home" chifuyu and mitsuya said in a synchronized tone before glaring at one another "I'm fine, I'll just go home" (name) grunted as he stood, shaking slightly as he walked out of the room but he didn't get too far as the Toman executives be worked with daily flanked his side's, the Haitani brothers just behind him as hanma wrapped his arm around his waist.

"Back off!" (Name) Hissed at them "I'm a grown man, I can handle myself" he glared and removed Hanmas hand and the specticalled man smiled at the other as if he were an angry kitten "you have an alpha to care for you?" Draken said seriously and (name) looked cross "that's none of any of your business" (name) moved faster down the hall and towards the elevator, pushing them back with little effect as they towered over and got in, (name)s headache and cramp being particularly hard and a pained whine escaped his lips "you haven't had a heat in a while, what has it been a year? Since you had one?" Kisaki said to the other while pulling him closer from behind "we all know you don't have friends outside of Toman"

"And we know you want us as much as we want you" Muto finally pipped up as Mikey pulled him closer, hips touching each other and the smell of pharamones made (name) hazy "let us treat you good... Be our pack Omega" Mikey commanded softly, watching (name) sway slightly before the short blond lifted him effortlessly "just... Just don't claim me..." He whispered, thankful he was wearing his collar today as they all grinned.

(Name) Didn't know whose cock was where as he was double penetrated, when one cock thrusted in the other thrusted out as someone's cock was in his mouth, jerking off others as he was surrounded by alphas and cocks as he was touched and most of all filled to he brim.

"Alphaaa~" if (name) were even slightly coherent he would be horrified at the fact he was pulling his boss closer with his ankles around the blonds neck as he jerked off smileys cock that was right by his lips, moving to take it in his mouth with a soft hum.

"God, we should have made you ours forever ago.." pah said drained, having had the soul sucked from him via (name)s tight ass "you think he would be a house Omega? Bare foot?" Angry asked curiously as he too recovered and Draken snorted "he would rip out our eyes for even suggesting that"

It was true, despite being cock drunk and needy now, they knew he was too work driven to even think of that, he wasn't a house Omega who would sit all docile for them.

They literally saw him beat the shit out of a lower employee for losing a cargo box of drugs.

So that said enough.

"I'm just happy we don't have to dance around each other... I wanted so many times to take him in my office" Koko said and Sanzu grunted in agreement "I once saw him climb the lounge kitchen counter and his ass was at face level, took everything not to shove my face in his plush ass" Sanzu was almost hard thinking about it but (name) fucked him out of commission for at least a day.

It had only been five hours and the Omega is just getting exhausted as he let the there's do as they pleased to him, eyes barely staying open as he took what was given.

(Name) Woke up sore, real sore as he sat up to see bodies all over the room, chatting or sleeping as the Omega processed what happened "you need another knot baby?" Baji asked as he chugged a water bottle as Angry looked at (name) curiously as poor (name) processed what took place, cum leaking from his ass as he shakily got out of Draken and Kakuchos hold "what... Fuck... Ow" (name)s hips and ass hurt as he nearly fell over, caught by smiley who snickered at the other man's pain "what did you all go to town on me?!"

"Yuuup" the pink haired twin said kissing his cheek with a cackle "I need a shower..." (Name) Grumbled as he stumbled to the washroom with a hard limp, kicking out any horny alphas that tried to join him.

(Name) Soaked in the bath as he thought about what transpired... He just fucked all his co-workers.

And his bosses!

Oh god he got railed by Mikey and Draken at once.

Memories flooded back as he remembered everything they said to him, everything he did!

He practically attacked Kisaki for his dick!

He didn't hear the washroom door open as mitsuya walked in dressed in nice clothes, a to go bag in one hand and clothes in the other "you haven't eaten since last night" mitsuya chuckled as he crouched before (name) "we got you some breakfast" he said as (name) looked confused "why?"

"You're the pack Omega, gotta keep you taken care of"

"I'm no--""-- we aren't asking you to quit, we just want you and we know you wanted in our pack... To stubborn to admit it"

(Name) Flushed as he didn't deny it and looked at the food they got him, his favorites all present as the Alpha tried to feed him "you have wet hands, you might drop a chopstick"

After the bath, Mikey tried to demand (name) live with one of them preferably him but (name) shut that shit down "I am not going to be your back and call fuck toy " he grumbled and Mikey glared but the pout proved his harmlessness at that moment.

"Next time, in not letting you all rail me back to back"

"No promises"

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers fluff #male reader #omegaverse #omega male reader #anime x male reader #anime x reader

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tinypixl · 7 months

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Inspired by Vrelnir saying that Harper was originally supposed to track down asylum escapee PC's on the blogspot a while ago, so here's a lil scene for how I imagine this could have gone (with a tiny sprinkle of wish fulfillment✨)

@pip-n-chips come get yo food, this was motivated by you digging up that old-ass ask 👀

Warnings/Additional Info: m!Harper, no smut sry, Harper being Harper, stalking, vomit mention, wobbly writing, implied past/future SA, traumatized PC, drugs, kidnapping, a tiny sprinkle of yandere

"...And remember, ladies and gentlemen," Harper said sternly, his hands folded behind his back: "You are dealing with a very disturbed and possibly confused individual that is quite capable of harming others as well as themselves."

Harper now finally turned to face the group of orderlies behind him with an unreadable expression. He paused for a few seconds, letting his words set in before continuing: "That being said, it is of upmost importance that you do not underestimate the patients intellectual capacity," Harpers expression remained unreadable but he visibly clenched his teeth, remembering how he himself had so stupidly miscalculated that sharp wit of yours.

"...Especially not after the incident that they caused a few days ago, which started this whole situation in the first place. The ones of you working in the asylum will know the full extend."

Some of the orderlies exchanged confused glances, the others knew better.

Harper turned around again and took a few steps forward. He stopped infront of a desk and picked up a piece of paper. It was a poster. A poster of you, with glazed, terror-stricken eyes. It had been taken when you first came to the asylum, now printed out as a warning to the townfolk (at least, that's the excuse he used in this case all the time: the safety of the townfolk...)

He inspected it incrediously, before swiftly fetching it as he spoke up once more: "I not only want you to be on the lookout for anyone entering and leaving the Nightingale hospital, I want you to keep an eye on the whole town, especially on Domus street. We've talked about the benefits those who'll retrieve this patient will recieve."

Harper looked upon that beautiful poster of yours once more before turning his head towards the orderlies one last time, the soft smile he usually wears had returned to his features.

"That was all, don't forget it," he remarked mannerly but one would've been reckless to ignore the discreet undertone of his voice.

"You are dismissed."

Orderlies began to shuffle out of the room. Harper made sure to wait until the last one left, the door slamming close before he returned his attention to the poster.

The dark room was dead quiet now with the only light peaking in through the thin lines of the shut blinds.

Harpers thumb gently brushed over the cheek of your image as he only took in your haunted expression for a moment. Then, he moved his arm to put it back on the desk again but stopped short of it's surface. Instead, he folded it three times and put it in the right pocket of his doctor's coat for later. It's not the first copy he lended for personal use but it's okay, he made enough for it not to make a difference.

To his suprise, he actually found himself feeling quite giddy today. It was certainly a big improvement from last weeks mood.

That being said, he still chastised himself for his embarrassing underestimation of your character. After all, it was extremely significant for his profession to be wary and watchful. But you were always so unassuming. Harper had carelessly mistaken your quietness as flustered shyness, maybe even submission. A mistake, that had made him want to rip his hair out when it finally hit him.

Your mind's stubborn refusal of his hypnosis attempts should've been a major red flag for that but then again, you'd never made the impression of an unruly patient who was plotting something. You weren't really popular with the other patients, mostly keeping to yourself and studying. You never resisted the rest of the treatment, never attacked him, always looking at him with those big innocent doe eyes-

Harper slammed his hands on the desk in front of him, some of his irritation returning accompanied by an odd fluttering in his stomach.

That little plan of yours had set into motion about two months ago, he reckoned. He recalled the view in front of him, of the flimsy hospital gown barely covering your supple body and how you'd obeyed his command to sit on his lap without any protests. The way your plush thighs had pressed against his own...

He could still feel the shivers go right into his crotch thinking about it... And how you'd kissed him then... Your soft lips hungrily bruising his, wet little tongue peaking into his mouth. So eager, so devoted... He really thought then that you'd lusted for him in the same vain that he had for you for so, so long.

A shaky breath came through Harper's slightly parted mouth. He wasn't entirely sure if you'd taken his keycard then or after he had you bend over his desk but it was gone in the evening. He'd spend the entirety of that day flushed with his heart pumping, he hadn't thought much of it going missing, as he'd also visited the farm not too long after. There was a spare he'd kept after all so it didn't matter much to him, thinking it just fell out in his lust-filled stupor...

Imagine his horror when he'd gotten all the patients back under control during that incident and you were suddenly missing. He'd even been worried at first that you'd gotten attacked and were lying somewhere, hurt. The security footage disproved that rather quickly. None of the orderlies had been able to find, let alone retrieve you from the surrounding area.

He'd spend that whole evening looking for you, and the entire night looking through hours upon hours of security footage. You'd entered the security room the same evening you'd stolen his keycard. That had also been when your frequent studying habit started. Every single damn textbook you'd used had been looked through by him that night. Oh you smart, slippery little thing. You'd been trying to figure out how to manipulate the control panel all this time...

A uncharacteristic grin formed on Harper's lips, his giddiness returning. Right, you were smart and you'd tricked him. He gave you that. But you were also all alone. Sure, he couldn't really waltz into Bailey's territory to get you back, you were still his ward which he hated, he should be the one in control, it wasn't enough to desperately pull on your delicate strings-

But you also wouldn't be able to hide in the orphanage forever. Eventually, you would have to resume your everyday life and then it would only be a matter of time.

Harper glanced into the asylum's yard through the cracks of the blinds, watching all the small moving figures.

It would only be a matter of time before he got you back.

A few small knocks rang against your door. The noise didn't startle you too much anymore, you'd gotten used to it pretty quickly after coming back. Despite this, it seemed a bit different today. With how early it was you first thought that it had been Bailey but the softness of the knocks contradicted that assumption.

For another moment, you just laid there, staring up at the ceiling before exhaling and dragging yourself to your dingy bedroom door.

Through the little gap, the flickering light of the hallway as well as two big, round, sympathetic eyes greeted you. Robin. She wore that small apologetic smile, with her brows softly knitted over her eyes. You adored that expression as much as you loathed it sometimes, it made you feel so pitied...

"Hey, how are you feeling?", Robin inquired carefully.

Stuttering, you could only give her a rather vague answer: "Umm I... I d-don't know I... think I'm okay...?"

"Do you think that... Maybe you'll be able to go to school again? No pressure of course! I'm just... A bit worried that you'll maybe miss too many hours. Don't want you to get written up or anything.."

Sweat collected on your hands that you tried to wipe on your pyjama pants. Robin was right but... You were still a bit... skeptical about assuming that you're in the clear just because you escaped but you couldn't tell her that.

Robin noticed your inner tutmoil and chimed in once more: "Of course, I'd walk with you to and from school! Just like you did when I was...", she trailed off.

Your mouth felt dry, trying to force out an answer.

"... Okay. I'll get ready."

Robin beamed at you before telling you to come to her room when you were done. It's fine you figured, you couldn't hide in the orphanage forever.

It was, in fact, not fine. But you didn't figure that out soon enough, the days after you'd gone to school again running just too smoothly. Despite looking over your shoulder, you never saw anyone watching. On the third day you even felt save enough to start to go to work on your own again.

Now, hiding in an alleyway beside two dumpsters in the dead of night, you noticed your slip-up.

Your hands were clutching a poster that you had ripped off the wall behind you minutes prior and probably the reason why you were in this situation in the first place. Your face was plastered on top. On the bottom it read: 'Warning! Dangerous asylum escapee; Caution is advised' along with a number to call about your last whereabouts. You had never been a danger to other people and still weren't but you knew the truth didn't matter in this town. Not when it was so easy for someone sneaky and powerful enough to just twist it to their advantage.

It was now abundantly clear to you where the orderlies you'd ran from earlier came from. Why didn't any of those posters catch your attention before?

Quietly, you huddled further into yourself beside the two dumpsters, trying to keep it together.

The alley lead into a dead-end but maybe, just maybe you were lucky and they hadn't seen you go in. You assumed they were still searching the surrounding area, so if you were quiet enough-

"Are you certain they went this way? You haven't found any trace of them yet."

You almost choked on the air that you were trying to inhale, hands instantly clasping over your mouth as you tried to keep yourself from hyperventilating. Of course, you'd recognize that smooth almost plummy voice instantly. You briefly wondered why he'd make such a big effort of showing up himself to bring you back but then again, the poster clutched in your hands over your mouth should've been enough prove to you that he was very serious about this.

A group of footsteps ripped you out of your thoughts and made your heart jump in terror. They were still rather distant but... definitely in the alleyway you were hiding in.

"100% sure Doctor, 'seen them go in this direction myself. We've searched any possible place they might've went. They have to be in here."

Oh god, you felt like you were going to throw up. The footsteps came closer, you could hear it. The ones closest to you sounded calm as they could be. Unrushed, taking their sweet time before they suddenly stopped.

"Alright. Let me handle this.", Harper's voice rang out once more. Now you could only hear those calm, slow footsteps coming closer and closer. Tears stung at the corners of your eyes.

Your name being called out gingerly sent a cold shiver down your spine. Harper's voice had taken on a soothing tone, the same one he used to play-pretend a normal doctor, the same one he used to hypnotise people:"... You don't have to be afraid any longer. I'm here to help you!"

At this point, you had completely given up on trying to control your breathing. Instead trying to hold you breath as much as could to prevent a full-blown panic attack. Prey, you felt like cornered prey.

"Please don't make this so hard on the both of us. I can help you. You'll feel so much better with regular treatment, I promise..."

Tears now ran down your cheeks freely as it took everything in you not to sob in pure horror. Despite your heartbeat pounding in your ears you heard clearly that his voice had started to shake slightly; giddy with anticipation. You needed to get out of here... You needed to get out of here!

"Someone in your predicament shouldn't be without help for so long...", his voice became more breathy as he closed in on your hiding spot.

"We both know that I know what's best for you..", the edge of lust in it was now unmistakeable. He was getting off on this.

You bit down on your tongue, trying to still your quivering form. You'd captivated the dear doctor, so much more than you could have known that you did and now, you'd pay gravely for your mistake-

"Got you."

A bloodcurdling scream tore out of your throat when his flushed, panting face was suddenly inches away from yours. It was instantly muffled by a chloroform-drenched rag. In your adrenaline-fueled desperation, you tore on his arm and pulled him down with you.

It took Harper by suprise and he crashed down on his knees, which gave you the chance to draw in a last-minute breath before wasting no more time to get to your feet to bolt out of the alley.

Something brushed over the hood of your jacket, trying to grasp ahold of it but failing as you ran, ran, ran

right into the arms of the two orderlies, to your unfortune.

"Not so fast!", one of them commanded. You tugged against them but they have you held tightly by both arms.

The clicking sound of dress shoes against concrete rang in your ears. You lifted your head to Doctor Harper's approaching figure.

Finally, the loud sob you'd been holding in slipped from you. You started struggling even harder against the two orderlies, nauseous with pure dread.

"Easy there kid.", one of the oderlies told you but you couldn't hear them, your mind preoccupied with primal fear.

Harper steps in front of you, with his usual soft, creepy smile.

"Sshhh..." Harper gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before firmly grasping your chin. His thumb lightly stroking it.

"Don't worry, I know what you need. I know that you need me."

With that, he held the rag to your face tightly as he continued to shush your muffled cries.

His thumb never leaving the softness of your cheek until your lights went out.

#degrees of lewdity #harper the doctor #i have offically escaped from the adhd beast #ok post of the year now on to post nothing for the next six months or so

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glyhpsrfvckincol · 1 year

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Hi! Could you please do an Emperor Belos x reader where the reader and Belos used to be good friends in the human realm and When Belos and Caleb found the Demon Realm Reader tried looking for him but died in the process and somehow ended up in the Demon Realm? Then Belos found them and took them to the castle and helped them and then they kiss lol srry if this is long

History || Emperor Belos

Synopsis - Emperor Belos, who you once loved as Phillip, finds your corpse and restores you.

Warnings - Mentions of death. Old ass Belos. Cannibals.

A/n - I have a love-hate relationship with this dude.

Requests are opened; headcanons only

↳ Ahh, young love.

↳ Your families had betrothed you to one another, as he had been born only a month after you.

↳ Either that, or it’s childhood friends to lovers. Cause ✨ Gay ✨

↳ Despite that, you fell for one another by 15.

↳ You know that trope, “She fell first, but he fell harder”? Yeah, that’s you both.

↳ Philip, who you affectionately call ‘Pip’, discovered the demon realm while he, you and Caleb where off sneaking out of the village for a few hours.

↳ The 3 of you were famously known around the village for your reckless adventures. Many of these adventures had worked out in favour though, considering you had caught a few mountain lions heading towards your town and were able to warn the towns folk before any real harm could be done to gravesfield.

↳ You actually moved with them to gravesfield, as what had killed their parents was a mistimed house fire that took your parents as well.

↳ Being only the short age of 19, you decided that instead of messing with fate, you travelled back home, pretending as if you all had all been out picking berries.

↳ Or some bitch lame activity.

↳ But, as fate happens, Caleb came across the portal to the Demon realm again, and y’know what they say, right?

↳ Curiosity killed the cat.

↳ Philip finds out, mainly cause Caleb actually planned his trip by writing it down in his diary.

↳ Caleb had been missing for a few days and both of you were worried.

↳ So Philip actually informed the town that he was travelling into the Demon realm.

↳ You assumed you would be going with him. You were not.

↳ Let’s be honest, there is no way in hell he would let you go with him. He genuinely loves you bro.

↳ So, you begrudgingly stayed. Obviously not without him proposing, in secret as it is the early 1600’s, giving you a pretty ring.<3

↳ So, off he traveled into the demon realm, with the promise of coming back safely with his dear brother.

↳ You never saw him again.

↳ He had promised he would come back to you within weeks. You waited years. The ring he gave you remained on you finger, hoping he’d one day come back to finish the end of his promise.

↳ When you were nearly 30, you gave up waiting for him to come back, and instead searched for a way to get to him.

↳ The portal you had found with the Wittebane brothers had closed long before you had seeked it without them.

↳ So, instead you would search the forest in hopes you would stumble across a gate or door of some description by chance.

↳ That wasn’t where your luck was.

↳ You fell through the earth, which turned into sky and landed on hard, yet simultaneously soft rock.

↳ Though, you still broke a leg when you hit the ground.

↳ Bone poking through the leg.

↳ And unfortunately for you, barbaric witches could smell the blood from your fucked up leg.

↳ They ate you.

↳ They ate and left no crumbs bestie😔✊

↳ They buried what was left of you. Your clothes, bones, hair, 1 eyeball and your ring.

↳ And around 350-ish years later, a random coven scout, managed to find your remains.

↳ He was on a mission with the GG prior to Hunter, who was barely out of training.

↳ He pointed out the pile of bones and dirt covered clothes to him, and the GG recognised them as the love of Belos’ life, the one he had heard a few stories of.

↳ Belos talked about you so often, to all the previous Golden Guards with such details, it was no wonder the GG could recognise you. Belos also had a small painting of you, cause it was the 1600s when you knew each other.

↳ He also saw the similarities between the ring your finger held to Emperor Belos’.

↳ So, he ordered the other coven scouts that had been assigned on the mission to bring your bones back with them to the castle.

↳ During his mission report, he mentioned the pile of bones he had discovered. He also told Belos himself, figuring that if it were you, he’d want to know immediately.

↳ Belos had demanded to know where you had been placed, and sought you out the moment the GG told him.

↳ He too recognises you, noticing how you had been wearing one of your favourite outfits and the ring he had given you.

↳ And so, like he had done with his brother a multitude of times, he was gonna make a Grim Walker of you.

↳ Belos is a psycho, I don’t know what you expected. 🤷

↳ Belos gets to work immediately, and seeing as he has done this process several times before, he finished quickly and then just had to wait.

↳ Eventually you crawled from the dirt, around the age he had left you back in the human realm.

↳ Though all your memories of him or anything, weren’t existent.

↳ So you know the memory thing Luz and Willow did back in season 1? Yeah that, but to himself.

↳ Belos is a psycho but a psycho in love with you.

↳ He talked of all the memories you two had together, how you fell in love and when tragedy struck.

↳ But none of it worked.

↳ So he asked Collector to just restore your memories and fake ones of how you got to the Demon Relam

↳ Belos wanted to be your saviour, to be the one person you remember.

↳ He knew he’d have to be careful with how he treated you, worried that you’d remember how he had abandoned you and become cold to him.

↳ Belos only had these fears due to Caleb’s ghost constant remarks about how shitty Belos was for leaving you alone, filled with hope based on fake, empty promises.

↳ Belos kisses you when he sees a fit opportunity, which is a lot, scared that he’d have to restart the process of getting you to love and remember him again.

↳ Constantly bribes you with lavish gifts and promised riches.

↳ Also, a lot of gaslighting, he’s a tad bit very toxic.

↳ He loves you, he’s just incredibly mentally ill and hella misguided by 1600’ Orthodox Christian’s.

↳ Back when he was Phillip, he loved you in the way he thought he’d go crazy without you. But now, as Belos, you make him insane beyond all reasoning.

#the owl house #toh #toh belos #toh emperor belos #toh emperors coven #the owl house x reader #the owl house emperor belos #toh philip #toh phillip wittebane #toh belos x reader #toh emperor belos x reader #emperor belos x reader #belos x reader #philip x reader #philip wittebane #philip wittebane x reader #emperor belos

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t3ddytr3atz · 1 year

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you have fed me well. now I am here for seconds😈. So could I request Gregory, Tweek and Pip (separate) x female!succubus? Romantic dating headcannons ofc. thank you for feeding me well.😊

It's my pleasure 😈 (YES FIRST TWEEK REQUEST)

WARNING: seduce ofc, reader is h o r n y

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐈𝐏 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘

•he has heard of a succubus before, but has never seen one. When he first saw you......WOWZA YOU LOOKED PRETTY

•he thinks that you are the most beautiful demon to exist ❤️

•(seduce part) if you want to seduce him and havefuntimes he'll play along and agree just treat him nicely

•he doesn't mind your flirty personality as well! He'll flirt back bc he has ✨rizz✨

•he fucking hates that you seduce other people, he knows that it's your job and all but it gets him very easily jealous. Plz give him a kiss and tell him that you love him

•he loves you sm 🥰

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊

•he knows about succubuss

•when he first saw you his face flushed a bright red as he stared at you with awe in his eyes, like you looked so pretty??? He is head over heals for you???

•(seduce 😈) if you seduce him to havefuntimes he'll be very shy and flustered but he'll accept and havefuntimeswithyou

•he gets kinda sad when you have to seduce people, he gets it's your job but...he gets insecure, hold him and kiss him 😡

•he likes to caress your wings too, he knows that he has his own but yours look so soft and smooth

•he'll be very flustered at your flirty- ness but he'll just let you flirt with him 🥰

𝐏𝐈𝐏

•he has never heard /seen a succubus before....until he met you!

•he thinks that you are very pretty and beautiful

•(s e d u c e) if you seduce him he'll blush but then agree to havefuntimeswithyou

•plz flirt with him he finds in adorable, he'll (attempt) to flirt back but he'll just become flustered and chicken out

•he despises it when you seduce people, he'll get both jealous and insecure, plz tell him you love him or he'll be sad :(

•HE LOVES YOU SM AHHH

These hcs r ass (I'm tired srry it's short hope u enjoyed)

#x reader #south park au #south park #south park fanfiction #south park x reader #gregory of yardale x reader #pip pirrup x reader #tweek x reader #sp tweek #sp gregory #sp pip

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fawnandcardinal · 6 months

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Hello, darlings!

Yeah... It's been a while since I've been here.

In my defense, I'll say that I was getting used to studying in college. I don't know if this post will come to you or not, but if anything, I'll switch to another AU(Catelos)

Well, and now the text✨

Innocent AU/Owl House

The idea of this Au is quite extraordinary. Namely:

Belos was not going to commit mass genocide on the Boiling Islands and is not going to in the future. Why? Since childhood, he had known Caleb's future wife, Evelyn, and it was she who sheltered a certain good-naturedness to him.

Where did Evelyn come from and how hasn't she been hanged yet? Well. She pretended to be an ordinary village girl for a long time, and she herself was quickly able to adjust to the routine of that time in the human world. However, of course she couldn't hide her real origin all the time. And the first person to find out about it, of course, was Caleb. But because of the power of love, he did not reveal it. Then Phillip found out too. However, he didn't have time to be angry or condemn his brother.

Pitchforks were pointed at Evelyn and his brother. Although at Caleb for a slightly different reason. Pip, on the other hand, couldn't just leave his brother and went on the run with this couple. As a result, they got to the Boiling Isles with the help of a portal, the key of which was kept by Eve.

Although short-lived, the trio lived a relatively peaceful life in a small house far from the settlement of witches in the red fields. The residents of Wittebane could not win the affection and trust, and of course: so many of their own died when they tried to get in touch with people. That's why I had to go further away. During this time, Caleb managed to carve himself a rosary. And also, he and Eve began to have an open love, which made Phil disgusted. He didn't like such tenderness. But if Caleb is really happy here, he can put up with it. As you have already understood, they will not have a happy ending on this note. On the day Evelyn and Phillip went into the woods, the brothers quarreled and the eldest stayed to look after the house. The adventurers returned earlier than planned. Caleb's palisman, the Flapjack, flew up to them with a wounded eye. Naturally, they immediately went back home.

Upon his return, neither his brother nor his home was there. Only charred pieces of wood, and the remains of burned furniture.

It was a huge blow for both of them. How? For what? They would hardly have received an answer at the moment. Ivs coped with the loss the hardest. She didn't want to accept Caleb's death. However, the body found could not confirm the false hope. Both were never able to return to the old course, or forget about each other forever and live a new life. They made a promise to each other: at any cost to return what was taken from them and return with him to the human world. When it becomes most secure. So, working together under new nicknames and masked faces, they finally found a way to resurrect Caleb. Creating a Grimwalker. Even with the pitfalls, they were happy.

Other witches began to fear their crushing actions and the fact that during one skirmish one could be cursed. However, this led to an even more terrible result. The scroll that contained the creature in the human body broke out of control and claimed the lives of a dozen demons. And that's why Evelyn and Philip had to separate. The task became too dangerous, and the witch was still carrying a child under her heart. So, Phillip continued his great mission alone...

I think that's enough for now. And I apologize for my clumsy English. I don't know him well myself, and sometimes there are problems with the translator

#belos #philip wittebane #the owl house #toh au #emperor belos

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enchantedchocolatebars · 2 years

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🎃Chibi Tiny Tales: Halloween Edition!👻

Starring Kid Philip (Pip) and Kid Caleb (Cale)!

THANK U 4 THE COMMISSION ART @bilumiart!❤️👍

🎃Crazy Party Night🎉

💖Fashion Monster👹

⭐Kira Kira Killer🗡️

🍬Candy Candy🍬

🔮Mottai Night Land✨

Also, the user @angelcloves wrote for me this RLLY cute short fic about Philip and Caleb carving pumpkins together, and like, YOU GOTTA CHECK IT OUT!

IT'S SO SWEET AND WHOLESOME! <333

#(LOOK AT THEIR BIG HEADS AND EARS!!!😆😆😆💕💕💕)#(AND TINY WITTLE HANDS AND NOSES!!!😆💕)#(THEY LOOK LIKE PLUSHIES!!!😆💕)#(I'D BUY 10!!!😆💕)#(BRITISH BABIES)#(HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL!🎃🍬)#(AND TO ALL A SPOOKY NIGHT!)#the owl house #owl house #toh #emperor belos #belos #philip wittebane #caleb wittebane #halloween #amazing art #(my commission art)

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unlikelygothgirl · 1 year

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Meet: Pip or as they prefer to be known Pip cornflake.confetti.slug , king of beans and devour of eyes. ✨but Pip for short ✨

Born at 11:33pm

#furby #long furby #he is beautiful

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rykercore · 1 year

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"Do you promise we'll always be together?" Pip whispered scooting closer to his sister Poppie and clutching the thick stem around his hands.

His elder sister flashed him a brave smile before laying her dainty hands over his. He was worrying for nothing! The wind tried to blow their fears away and leave them with a comfort only a nice day by a puddle could bring.

She turned to him and whispered back.

"Always Pipsqueak. Always." 🌸

A short snippet for an aesthetic piece! ✨

It's also 6:03 a.m. 🙃

Crashes.

#original art #artists on tumblr #art #digital art #digital illustration #cartoon #procreate #aesthetic #aesthetic art #100 days of productivity #RykerCore #self taught artist #Spotify

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m0chigang · 1 year

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January wrap up ✨

This is what I read this month after promising myself to get back into reading.

(just in case, there may be spoilers)

1. The Song of Achilles - 5/5

I started the year strong, I cried like a little b*tch for 2 hours. The best book of the month and my favourite just because of how much it messed with my emotions and how much I needed it to. I have read the criticisms towards this book, but those only make me like it more. At the end of the day, this book is a reinterpretation of Patrocuos' and Achilles' relationship, it's the point of view of a person who is in love with his soulmate. It's not accurate to the rest of the world, but it's his view.

2. A Dowry of Blood + An Encore of Roses - 5/5

Another favourite. Queer vampires? Polygamy? A masochist bratty twink? Murder? Sign me UP. If it wasn't for TSOA, this would be my number one. The way the author wrote the gaslighting in the relationship would make me fall for it and forgive Dracula. ME. The overthinker. The paranoid. The anti-romantic. And then the Encore. THE ENCORE. From the POV of my favourite baby boy? I was smiling in public.

3. Galatea - 4/5

It was so twisted, and poetic, and beautiful, and everything. My only complaint is that it was too short. But Madeline Miller will definitely be on my TBR forever. I'm just loving the way she is twisting these myths and stories we are familiar with. Circe and Heracle's Bow are already on my list, and the book she is writing about Persephone will automatically be added to my cart.

4. A Good Girl's Guide to Murder - 4/5

I loved this, I was solving the mystery alongside Pip, and I got a lot of things right, but I was still surprised at the end. It's a great book for crime show watchers. I've read how people find Pip annoying, but that is kind of the point, to see how obsessive she got, how it was changing her. I loved this book and that's final. HOWEVER, Barney deserved better. And I don't know if I like Pip's and Ravi's romance.

5. It Ends With Us - 1/5

I only read it bc of my friends. I had already read Ugly Love in the past and I hated it, and this was no different. I admit I have a different perspective on this topic bc I have witnessed DV, but still, this book is just problematic. Ryle does not pay the price for the HORRENDOUS crime he committed, and that made me mad.

#what I read this month #january wrap up #reading #reading challenge #book tumblr #the song of achilles #a dowry of blood #an encore of roses #galatea #a good girls guide to murder #it ends with us

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awordwasthebeginning · 1 year

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For the fic writer asks: ✨,💥and 🍭 if you feel like it?

Thank you! <3

✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)

I mean, it's a tiny fandom (and there's a lot of nostalgia so fics may not be to everyone's taste), but I'd like to see the DWH snippets get more attention/interest, especially Das ist echt nett von dir. Just...come yell about Sprotte and Fred with me. :D

💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.

It's called Something permanent, it's a fic about *checks notes* Country Strong, a film I exclusively watched for Garrett Hedlund, and the wonderful thing is: As soon as I saw that fic again, I heard his voice singing that song in my head.

🍭why did you start writing?

That was a question. I had to try and remember when I started writing first. I started posting about 12-13 years ago (do me a favour and don't go looking for it, I'm cool with Teen Pip's writing but she'd agree that it needn't be shared anew), but I had been writing for years before that, first on pen and paper, then with a keyboard and MS Word, I always liked writing creative essays at school, there have always been stories in my head...in short: I started writing because I wanted to, and I could.

#ask thingy #fanfiction #writing #eolewyn #loquor

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reireichu · 9 days

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yes my profile pic is now that painting of newton bc everyone loves a short king

edit: I want a capybara pic but how weird will it be when I’m yelling for the old man to get fucked by a twink with a happy capy just floating around

EDIT: ITS NOW PIPPPPP DRAWING OF PIP BY DAISYYYYYY ✨

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emptypassicn · 8 months

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^_^ 💖✨

From Understand My Ship in 5 Minutes.

Chatter about each one is under the cut because it got a bit long.

Mole & Pip

I honestly don't have a ton to say about them, even if this is just for fun 'n stuff, because they're not really a ship I ever think about and it's not a ship I really care for.

However, I can't help but find it a bit funny you filled one out for them considering in canon they'd probably just absolutely hate each other. Or, at least, would dislike one another quite a bit.

I don't personally know how your Pip would react to Mole or what he would think of Mole since I know some Pip writers ignore Pip's hatred of the French or have him "make an exception" for Mole. But I really can't see them getting along, even if your Pip wouldn't by default hate Mole for being French.

Their personalities feel like ones that wouldn't go with one another well, even just in them trying to be friends. I don't think they'd be unable to exist around one another but they definitely don't feel like two characters who would get along very well if they didn't end up outright hating one another.

But hey enemies to lovers arc I guess. /j

Herbert & Pip

Points. They. The roomies, the besties.

If anyone is to learn anything about me it is that as a Herbert Pocket enjoyer I also enjoy Pip and his dynamic immensely. They are "The Besties" to me and if anyone talks to me for too long they tend to get to hear me complain at least once about how the fandom tends to replace Pocket's existence as "The Best Friend" of Pip with Damien.

And I will admit Pipbert is a ship I do enjoy a bit and think about on occasion but I do tend to prefer writing them in a platonic fashion since their friendship is something I really enjoy. However, looking at what was filled out I can't help but be amused by the idea of it.

First off, I'm sorry but I am immediately just going "*points* short" at Pip. It amuses me that they are literally over a foot apart in height. Especially since most Pip writers I've interacted with never really have him below 5'6". The "squashes bugs" thing also sorta just,,, amuses me personally. Just the image of it.

Secondly, congrats on neither of these men being able to drive! Do not let them near a car.

Third, I actually expected more similarities between them or, at least, more of their markers to be a lot closer between them. I did expect some of the differences shown such as for the "jealousy level" meter, "relationship experience" part, or the "overprotective vs chill going" part. But I actually rather like the parts I didn't expect. I think it's nice that your Pip isn't totally what I expected but still exists in a way where I can go "Oh yeah, that's Pip". It also sorta just pleases me that while they are similar in some aspects on this that they're also clearly different since I do enjoy when Pip and Pocket are able to be pointed out as similar in aspects but clearly different from one another.

And, finally, since this joke should be expected. Oh my god they were roommates.

#angelicgentleman #ᴄʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ. ;; [ out of character ]#ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ.;; [ dash game ]#||#did not get to this sooner due to having to put together my thoughts oops

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wetheformidables · 2 years

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Thank you @captain-aralias for the tagging and thinking of me! Consider this a reverse uno tag for WIP Wednesday 🥰

I can feel in my bones these WIPs will become PIPs in a few short months 😭♥️ and at long last!In the meantime, here is a snippet of the first one I ever started writing for the fandom, known to you probably as the ✨ the yearning fic ✨ and in my Google Docs as “could a depressed person make this”

Here we have Baz who really said it’s MY TURN on the pining:

😈 and now kiss 😈

Let me begin a ✨ summoning circle ✨ for another WIP, another Wednesday, hello darlings @creepyspice, @cutestkilla, @palimpsessed, @mostlymaudlin, @tea-brigade, oh my god my head is empty so some hellos and howdys @seducing-a-vampire and @starwarned 🥰

#six sentence sunday #on a monday?#maxine is a menace monday #99 problems and my wips are all of them

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neonponders · 2 years

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✨Hogwarts Harringrove ✨ pt. 16 ( 1 • 2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • 6 • 7 • 8 • 9 • 10 • 11 • 12 • 13 • 14 • 15 • 17 • ao3 )

Billy shoved his golden scarf in Max’s face. “Hey! What the - ”

“There’s gonna be crowds. Wear this so I can see you.”

She growled a frustrated, sisterly sound and reminded, “There will be other Hufflepuff clothes walking around there, idiot.”

“But how many have red hair? Like two. Wear it, shit bird.”

Her head fell back in a melodramatic lament before she stomped to her friends in the courtyard. Steve quietly took her place beside Billy and voiced, “Maybe I’m just an only child, but I’ll never get used to how you talk to each other.”

Billy sighed, slowly shifting his weight to rotate as he said, “Yeah, well, be glad you - What the hell is this?”

Steve wore a dark green scarf tucked up under and a little over his chin. “It’s one of my mom’s scarves. It’s softer than the school ones.”

Billy reached his fingerless gloved hands to test that, and knew cashmere when he felt it. Steve added, “There’s no silver on it. It’s just a green scarf.”

“In a school of color coded people, that doesn’t matter.”

Underneath a teasing smirk, Steve nudged him with his thigh. “I’m staying with you all day. You don’t need to remember what I’m wearing. Chances are, I turn around and you steal it from me anyway.”

Billy raised a brow but kept his agreement silent. If he had known Steve had a cache of high quality scarves, Billy would’ve already pilfered through them for his night classes outside.

As they were, though, Billy jabbed, “So are we towing behind the pip squeaks, or...?”

Steve shook his head with a roll of his eyes. “Dustin’s going to be gross with his girlfriend. I’m only really close to him and Max. Robin’s ice skating right now and will be down later. You’re my only friend. How’s it feel?”

Billy huffed a laugh and glanced through the cloister hallways at the flagstone overlook that wrapped around half the school. The teachers had enchanted it with ice for the younger classmen to spend the day skating. He let his arm rest against Steve’s since it was too cold to comfortably hold hands outside of their pockets. “Feels good.”

Steve grinned before tucking himself deeper into his scarf. After the teachers announced the rules of visiting Hogsmeade, they were finally released to walk down the mountain into the village. Billy had to admit, given the amount of green here despite the weather trying to freeze his nuts off, the view was pretty.

Hogsmeade had strings of golden and orange lights over the streets and pumpkins littering every stoop, window, and doorway. The first timers in the village were easy to spot, because they ducked into the first shop they came to, eager to see things as well as to escape the cold.

Steve nudged him and asked, “Can we go in here? They have pocket warmers.”

Billy followed him into nothing short of a wizard convenience store. Snacks, random items, and appliances filled the shelves, while glass cabinets stocked drinks and single servings of soup which both steamed and glistened with frost.

By ‘pocket warmers,’ Steve meant literal bags of burning coals. The glowing orange pieces rattled and crunched in their magically reinforced bags, but Billy let Steve push one into his jacket pocket. Heat bloomed around him, making him feel suddenly comfortable and even hot. Steve warned, “Just don’t reach into your pocket and you’ll be fine.”

But Billy’s eyes had already alighted on something behind the counter. He reached into his safe pocket for some coins and asked, “A pack of Reds, thanks.”

He beat Steve outside because he’d wanted a cigarette for months, now. But he knew the jingling bell of the door behind him was Steve because he heard, “Ooo, gimme gimme gimme,” as Steve’s face pressed to his cheek, invading his space for a hit.

Billy turned his mouth away but held the cigarette steady, laughing at Steve’s silly audacity. Steve smiled as he exhaled, pointing his smoke at the sky while Billy admitted, “No one’s done that before.”

“I haven’t smoked since fourth year,” Steve informed but shook his head when Billy offered more. “Nah, it’s good every now and then, but I’m better without it.”

“Suit yourself,” Billy purred, and smoked contently as they meandered through the streets. He spotted Dustin and a girl going into a purple storefront and his own curiosity made him pause at the...unique teashop. “What is this?”

“That’s the most disgusting Valentine’s Day locale,” Steve informed with some bitterness in his tone. Then his features opened and he added, “It’s not bad the rest of the year, though. They make amazing cinnamon buns. You want one to go?”

Billy agreed and waited outside for Steve to emerge with a box fit for a cake. Billy peeked inside it at the massive bun clearly meant for sharing, which they took to the Three Broomsticks. Billy hung his jacket on the back of his chair while Steve went to the bar. He returned with two tankards and informed, “Mine has a shot of fire whiskey.”

“I suppose that would be why it’s on fire,” Billy sassed, but went in for his butter beer. It wasn’t as sweet as he expected. A good thing, considering they had a cinnamon bun with their names on it. The drink reminded him of a craft beer he’d had which featured bananas and butterscotch in its flavor profile behind the regular barley and hops.

The small, molten flames skating on the surface of Steve’s did not vanish when he started drinking it. Billy picked it up while asking, “How do you do this?”

“Exhale through your nose when you sip it.”

He did, and the soft movement of air proved enough to slide the flames out of the way for his lips - before the whiskey smacked him in the throat and sinuses. “Holy shit,” he coughed.

Steve grinned and began to ease the tankard back to his side of the table, but Billy’s hand overlapped his. “It’s good. It’s just - fuck. A lot.”

Eventually Will and, surprisingly, Dustin came into the pub and sat down. Steve and Billy gave them the rest of the cinnamon bun after Dustin explained, “Susie could only come down for an hour. She’s got a big project due that she wants to make sure is perfect.”

Robin then swept right in and took Billy’s beer with a large gulp. He exchanged a blunt but unbothered look with Steve as he remarked, “You low on funds or something?”

She set the tankard down and moved on to Steve’s. “Don’t worry, I’ll take his too.”

Dustin and Will observed her with fascination and worry. Steve pushed off the table to top off their drinks as he murmured for Billy’s ears, “Someone fell on her ass in front of a crush.”

Billy snickered and stopped him long enough to put coins in his hand. “Whiskey in mine this time.”

He couldn’t very well have Steve paying for everything, and the latter raised no complaint as he returned with two flaming pints. “Wanna see the garden?”

“It’s freezing outside.”

“There’s a fire to sit by.”

Billy relented and followed behind Steve out the back door. And...all right. A garden that didn’t know the current season was a pretty surprise. One whole side had been overgrown by purple wisteria, but also woven with similar gold and orange lights as the streets. Two fire pits stood on either end of the garden, surrounded by their small patios, chairs, and potted cyprus spires.

Even though the fire was hot, the chair Billy landed in was cold. He stayed forward, elbows on his knees to be close to the heat as he sipped his fire-capped beer and glanced at Steve...

Where he’d found a poker, Billy didn’t know, but he watched Steve aerate the coals and adjust the logs... He looked good. Handsome. With his long sleeves pushed up and his scarf loosened to hang around his shoulders...

Steve lifted his eyes when Billy reached out to touch the scarf. Not pulling on it, just...to touch some part of him. Steve’s features softened and he gripped his chair, dragging it with a lot of racket to sit closer to Billy.

He placed a key on Billy’s thigh. An old, ornate sort of key with an embroidered tag hanging off of it. Billy thumbed at the stitched numbers: 235 -

“If you want to. Or don’t. If you just want to lay down, that’s okay too,” Steve offered. “The rooms have fireplaces, so we could leave and come back.”

Warmth stirred low in Billy’s gut. The pad of his thumb rubbed the stark embroidery, his skin made soft from easy, magical living. “I didn’t think you were shy.”

Defiant eyes flicked to him before he rolled a shoulder. “I just want to make sure that we’re okay.”

“Why wouldn’t we be?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you don’t want to. I want it to be okay to not want to - ”

“I want to.”

A big smile flashed on Steve’s face. He took their pints and the key before going inside. After a lingering look at the fire and the garden, Billy smiled to himself and followed suit. He went to the table where Robin still sat with some food she had ordered and watched him collect his and Steve’s coats. He met her eyes with a silent dare to say something. She didn’t. Just tapped her spoon against her smirk and continued eating.

#harringrove #magic!au #hogwarts au #neonponders #hufflepuff!billy #gryffindor!steve

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