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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 5 months

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To the Other Side

Spontaneous fic I decided to write because I want to witness Fellow and Rollo interact (outside of fan art) 💕 I took a lot of inspiration from The Other Side and The Greatest Show from the same musical, and this fan comic and this fan art.

There’s just something so fun about Fellow’s happy, playful vibes mingling with Rollo being deadly serious and hateful 😂

***SPOILER WARNING: Glorious Masquerade and Stage in Playful Land!!!***

Imagine this…

The nearby town was the only reprieve Rollo had from Night Raven College. Magic was school-sanctioned (in theory), but the rule did little to curb the spells fired off in spontaneous spats between classes, pranks, resolving minor inconveniences, and—this made his lip curl the most—for fun. He turned the other cheek in the presence of instructors, chided classmates when catching them in the act, and vented his anger in private.

Soon, he told himself. Soon, this loathsome school exchange program would be over, and Night Raven College put behind him. But one man can only take so much sin before his patience threatened to give, irritation spilling over his carefully constructed walls.

Out here, a bus ride away from campus, he was free from those vile villains, however fleeting it was. The air cleaner, his mind clearer, as he breathed in the salt-kissed, balmy air. Waves lapping against the pier, the town’s comfortable hum as time rolled by, a soothing song.

He looked out at the waters, blue tipped with the white of sunshine dappling a painting. It was alive, yet at peace with the world. Knew its place.

Rollo's eyes drift shut, and he allowed the sea to envelop him. Quiet, calming, completely—

“Oya? Oya oya oyaaaaa?"

An exaggerated drawl invaded his ears. It was an unfamiliar man’s voice, slick with overly honeyed friendliness.

“You there, sir!” he called out. “Might I have a moment of your time?”

Ignore him, Rollo coached himself. He is not referring to you. There are many people in the town he could be accosting.

The crack of a clap on his shoulder suggested otherwise.

Rollo’s tranquility splintered and shattered, like glass dropped. His eyes snapped open again, alert and irritated.

A man had emerged on his left, and a small boy on his right. They stood too close for comfort, and seemed to be leering at him. From up, from down, encasing him in a web of excited stares.

The man had ginger hair in a widow's peak, the rest swept aside to make way for sharp eyes. His suit was fine at a glance, olive vest and neat cravat, violet coat with golden details and tassels cinched over it—but upon closer inspection, there was a hole in the pinkie finger of his long white gloves, and a miscellaneous diamond patchwork of patterns running down his trousers.

Something about him screamed “showman". Perhaps it was the jaunty half cape that hung off his left shoulder or the knee-high spats over shoes that clicked loudly, calling attention to him, with each step. Maybe it was the sparkle-studded top hat upon his head, nestled between two twitching ears, or the cheery flicker of his bushy tail, or the cane in hand, topped with a golden fox. (... Rollo suspected it was his boldness, the sheer audacity to insert himself where he wasn’t needed.)

The boy with the showman was a cat beastman, shorter and disposition shyer. His hair was a red-brown rat's nest even clamped under a smaller, brightly colored top hat, his fur just as unkempt. The only thing that seemed to fit on his slight frame is a lilac shirt and a small bow tie. His mustard yellow jacket looked as though it has had its body sheared in half, then the fabric stuck back onto the oversized sleeves, the pants attached to his overalls saggy and patched up with the wrong patterns. Even his boots were wrong—untied—and socks mismatched.

He blinked at Rollo through eyes that sloped downward, his expression lax. His mouth was steady beneath a spray of dark freckles. The boy held onto a comedically large hammer, hands still trapped in his enormous sleeves as he gripped its handle.

Suspicious, Rollo concluded. They are highly suspicious individuals.

“… May I help you?” he asked, not out of kindness but as a courtesy.

“Ohoh!!” The man grinned broadly. “That composed stride! That stern, solitary gaze! Those extravagant robes! So sensible, so conventional. There’s no doubt in my mind! You, my good man, must hail from THE Noble Bell College!”

Rollo’s mouth was quickly forming a frown. A fan of flattery he was not. "What of it?”

The stranger chuckled, the coy hand on Rollo's shoulder not budging. The warmth of it made his skin crawl in spite of the layers of fabric separating them. "You've come a long way from the Shaftlands then! Tell me, how do you find Sage's Island? Is it everything you’ve dreamed it to be—or, dare I say, more?”

“I was beginning to enjoy it, right up until you and your companion happened upon me,” Rollo grumbled, jerking his shoulder away from the stranger’s touch. “I do not have many opportunities to steal away into town.”

“You have my humblest of apologies!” The man bowed deeply. It took a few seconds of lag, but the boy clumsily followed suit. “Gidel and I, we’re the curious sort, you see! We come across many wary souls on our own travels, and we want to get to know them. Isn’t that right, Giddie?”

Gidel nodded eagerly.

The fox beastman stuck out a hand, taking Rollo’s before he was given the chance to reciprocate or decline. He shook firmly, with enough strength to rattle around Rollo’s bones. “Fellow Honest’s the name! And you, my esteemed gentleman?”

“Rollo Flamme.” His reply was curt, intended to cut the conversation short with its bluntness. He tried to sidestep the man, but failed as Fellow slid to block him.

“Rollo—may I call you that? Great, greeat!!” he gushed, again not pausing for a “no” to potentially slip in. “From just a glance, I can tell you’re an upstanding, diligent student. You’ve been hitting the books so hard, you’ve barely gotten in a wink of sleep!”

Rollo’s mouth pinched. It was not an uncommon comment for him to hear, but he wasn’t the least bit delighted to have it spun as a compliment either.

“You poor, poor boy! You must be a nervous wreck!” Fellow sighed, sympathetically stroking the back of one of Rollo’s hands with his own. The student shuddered and pulled away with a slight glare. Rather than taking note of the displeasure, Fellow brightened, snapping his fingers. “That’s it! You are a nervous wreck!! We must diagnose this case at once.”

To Rollo’s bewilderment, Fellow produced a pair of spectacles from his breast pocket and slipped them onto his face. Gidel whipped out a notebook and a pencil from his overalls, poised to take notes.

“Let’s have a look at you!”

Fellow circled the dazed Rollo, poking and prodding at the boy’s lean frame with the butt of his cane. It bit into his ribs, his cheek, his thighs, as Fellow rattled off nonsensical phrases, Gidel reverently scrawling them down. Rollo swatted at the fox as if dispelling a pesky bug—but Fellow was too fast, too slippery, to land a clean hit on.

He at last stepped back, snatching up the notes from Gidel. (Rollo caught a brief glimpse of the writing—it was nothing close to what could pass as language.)

Fellow raked a hand through his hair as he seriously took in the report of scribbles. With each passing second, his features increasingly crinkled with concern. "Oh me, oh my, oh dear!! Alas, it's just as I suspected!"

"... What?"

The glasses and the notepad were promptly discarded. Props made meaningless now that their purpose was fulfilled.

Fellow snaked an arm around Rollo. Firmer this time, not something to be shaken off. "You, my boy, are allergic! To this drudgery! This cage, these walls!" He wildly gestured with his cane to their surroundings. "This life you're trapped in! You're stressed, depressed, mad, sad, miserable, all of the above!"

Each adjective thrown out drew Rollo's brows closer and closer together until there was no hiding his grimace. “I do not appreciate the unwarranted judgments being made of my character.”

"You see! My hunch was right!" Fellow flicked at a corner of Rollo's frown. It deepened. "There's only one cure for what you have: a vacation! And luckily for you, I have exactly what you need right here…!”

Reaching into his sleeve, Fellow retrieved a single ticket, sandwiched between two lithe fingers. The sepia image of an amusement park wreathed in flags was frames in crimson, blue, and gold. Admit One, trumpeted the ticket, to Playful Land.

“It just so happens that I, Fellow-sama, am the manager to the fabled amusement park of wonder, hopes, and dreams... Playful Land! Have you heard of it? It's a magical place with a plethora of rides, games, song and dance! Why, there's even a big stage where any member of the audience can be a rising start! The food, all free and ample!! You can gorge yourself on fun!! Doesn't that sound like a swell dream?"

Rollo deadpanned. "If by 'dream', you mean dreadful. To encourage casting aside one's inhibitions to indulge in all manner of vices... Your establishment is no paradise. It is a den of depravity, hell masquerading as heaven.”

"Eh?"

The strong hostility seemed to throw Fellow for a loop, gave him pause. He fumbled for a moment before finding his words again.

"My, my! Your allergies are worse than I thought...! Every kid needs to kick back one in a while, and you most of all! Since we're such good friends now, I would be more than happy to gift this prized ticket, good only for tomorrow, to you free of charge!" He winked, giving a theatrical twirl of his cane. Stars and sparkles exuded out from it. A small charm, a harmless trick. "No need to thank me!"

Rollo's eyes flashed, instant recognition setting him on edge. Similar items infested the City of Flowers every Topsy Turvy Day—enchanted handkerchiefs, tambourines infused with meager magic.

Disgust roiled through him.

"We have no such friendship," Rollo snippily corrected him. Is this man delusional? "Furthermore, tomorrow is a school day. It wouldn't do to miss it in favor of gallivanting."

“Now, now, I insist!!” Fellow pressed. “Please accept this ticket and take a load off, enjoy yourself. Live a little, laugh a little! The last thing I would want is for you to miss out on this once in a lifetime opportunity!! Skipping a single day of school wouldn't be too harmful for a star-studded scholar like yourself."

His gaze flicked to Gidel. The two shared a keen glint, a subtle signal, then broke out into a show, a flurry of tap dancing along the pier.

"Trade in your typical for somethin' magical!” Fellow cried with the tip of his top hat. “Where it’s covered in all the colored lights!! Where the runaways are runnin’ the night!”

Gidel fished out a party popper from under his own headwear. When he tugged on its string, crackles filled the air, the popper letting loose a shower of glittering particles. Fellow belted out a hearty laugh, swinging his cane to catch confetti.

"Come on to the theater!!” he urged—mostly likely reciting some park motto, Rollo ventured. “In Playful Land... Life is Fun!!"

Fellow struck a pose with his arms thrust out, punctuating the performance. Gidel was less dexterous, and settled for an awkward approximation of the same pose.

Expectant for applause.

“… Charming display,” Rollo remarked dryly. He picked out a limp streamer from his hair. With a huff, he blew the remaining confetti off of him. “However, only a blithering fool would accept such a dubious offer. Is that what you take me for, Mr. Honest? A blithering fool?”

Fellow recoiled, his ears flattening, and his bravado faltering. Gidel glanced at the older man, soulful eyes full of worry.

"You must have fantasized about a day off before! Don't you want to get away and forget about your work and worries? Don’t you crave freedom?”

"No."

"What of the desire to chase thrills? To see and to experience what few others have before, or to relive a childhood you've perhaps never had? Don't you want to cut loose? Go crazy? Party all day?"

"Never."

"How about stardom? Play a different role? Have you a longing to stand upon a grand stage, hundreds of thousands of adoring fans applauding your passionate performances?"

"Not once."

His patience wore thin like a braided rope down to its final connecting threads. Rollo tapped a finger against his folded arms. "Are you finished? I tire of my precious time being wasted. If you will kindly excuse me."

He turned back toward the town. Rollo was a few steps along a shop-lined street when, suddenly, the odd duo reappeared. They skidded to a panting stop before Rollo, walling off his path. Well, more Fellow than Gidel.

A look of annoyance ripped across the fox’s face. “HOLD ON!! What kind of person plays hard to get and then walks away from a conversation like that?! Would it kill you to stop and just listen to me, you bra…”

Fellow petered off midsentence and backpedaled, smoothing out his spite into a smile. "...aaave soul! I've yet to meet someone as assertive and as self-assured as you are.” He reached out and brushed off an invisible fleck of dust from Rollo’s robes. Simpering. “You're a man that knows exactly what he wants!”

Rollo bristled. He hadn't missed the sudden shift in his chummy behavior. All the more reason to suspect them. They’re very clearly up to something.

"Yes, yes, I can see it now!" Fellow continued, stroking his chin in contemplation. "What you seek is not amusement! You’re longing—no, aching—for something far greater, more ambitious!"

He leaned into Rollo's ear, cupping a hand to it. Gidel came from the other side, staring up curiously. Fellow’s voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Power, perhaps? The magical kind, even.”

Rollo visibly stiffened.

“Oh, have I got your attention?” The curve of Fellow’s mouth cocked, going crooked. A triumphant smirk. “You’re interested, I know it! Buried in those bones of yours, there's an ache, a thirst, for knowledge that you can't ignore!"

The fox wiggled a finger, his words rapt with wonder. “Playful Land is the product of maaany wise and talented mages! If you pay us a visit, you might be able to learn a thing or two from observing how we run the show. It's a valuable learning opportunity for a student of an arcane academy! How about it, kid? This surely is a deal you wouldn't want to pass up!!"

There was no indication of any feeling in Rollo's face. His eyes had glazed over, as though haunted, a veil shrouding his vision. He stared at Fellow as though he were a distant phantom.

Spin, spin. Fellow's cane did a little dance of its own. "Think of it: the fire, the freedom, the flood of magic. Blinding and outshining anything that you could know!"

Fire.

Rollo blinked. The veil lifted, and the man was rudely roused from an awake slumber. Neutrality replaced with a kindling emotion, sparse embers that did not yet know they would converge into flames. "... What did you say?"

"Everything you could ever want. Everything you could ever need," Fellow tapped the waiting ticket, "is here right in front of you. This is where dreams are made, where the impossible comes true: Playful Land. This is where you want to be—"

The fire flared, bile rising from his throat. Beneath his skin, blood came to a rapid boil. Hot, screeching, an intense fever pitch. The heat like a knife slashing through strings.

Hands lashed out, fervently seizing Fellow's arms. Rollo clutched onto him, a desperate parishioner to a priest preaching at the pulpit. But there was no such blind devotion in his expression, only something wild, untamable, twisted.

“What did you say?!” Rollo hissed, low and dangerous. Threatening.

Gidel jumped and skittered behind Fellow, hiding himself from view. The fox's hand found its way to Gidel's back to support the trembling boy.

"You've been mouthing off for quite some time, and I've been far more patient than you deserve." Rollo cut to the mustard yellow sleeve clinging to Fellow's leg. "You have a child with you. Refrain from spouting such ridiculous vulgarities in front of them.”

“Wh-What…!!”

“Is this the game you play?” Rollo’s grip tightened. Voice hoarse, a pained shudder threading through it. “Tempting children with the promise of whimsy and fun, encouraging them to be intoxicated by magic...!"

While you stand by, doing nothing.

An untimely demise by magic, a fate he knew all too well.

Consumed alive in a hellish inferno. Only a curtain of smoke and ash remaining. Slipping through his grasp when he was standing right there.

Brother...

Hot tears stung his eyes—but they dissipated near instantaneously, staved off by his burning fury. Anger and upset rapidly overtaking him.

Not again. He would not stand for it to happen, would not surrender. This, he swore, with a resolute breath, and cried out with all of his seething soul.

"Hmph! I thought you witless before, but it seems you are not a clown," Rollo spat. "You are the entire circus."

Fellow gave a light, cumbrous chuckle—but his eyes narrowed. Gone was his cheer, his merrymaking. What remained was serious, astute. "... Hey now, that's a scary face you're making. Is this really how you want to spend your days? Let's lighten up a little."

A bitter scoff sounded.

“Continue this farce, and I will not stop at raking you across the coals," Rollo warned darkly. Fire licked his fingertips, close to bursting free. "I will show you just how scary I can be. The righteous flames of judgment are cleansing. They will purge all sin, reducing the wicked to mere specks of ash."

He released Fellow with a slight shove. The older man fell back a few steps, finding his balance again when Gidel pushed him upright with a silent grunt.

“If you understand, then I will be on my way. Good day to you.”

With the path cleared, Rollo stormed right by them. Robes billowing in a passing sea breeze and austere face to the town, he almost looked the part of a hero emerging triumphant from battle.

Back to his everyday life, the same side as always.

Fellow gaped after the boy’s retreating figure. At the prey slipping away from every carefully placed trap he and Gidel had laid out for him.

"Well, I never...!!" he groused. A fresh, foul mood ripe like a rain cloud over his head, Fellow discarded his smile for a sneer. "HIIIIIIE~ What was up with that arrogant brat?!”

Gidel shrugged, his comedically large sleeves flopping as he threw his hands up.

"Damn it!!" The curse was out before Fellow could cut it off. "Next time I see that guy, I'll teach him a lesson for looking down on us!"

He angrily kicked at a soda can on the ground—abandoned by a wayward townsperson. With a CRUNCH, the can launched into a nearby lamp post, ricocheting off its base and bouncing back. The can connected with Fellow's kneecap. He yelped and seized his injury, trying to contain the pain.

Eyes blown open in alarm, Gidel rushed to him. The boy was waved off, Fellow's whimpers eventually dying down.

"My sulking worried you? … You're seriously too good for this cruddy world, Gidel," Fellow muttered, shaking his head. He ruffled the cat beastman’s mane of hair, the roughness of it grazing the unguarded pinkie poking out from his one damaged glove. "Never change, got that?“

Gidel bobbed up and down in agreement.

“Good.” Fellow drew himself up and adjusted his jacket. “Tch. Kids these days sure are spoiled rotten. You promise them the world and they still blow you off."

His thoughts settled on the boy from before. The remarks they had traded, the resistance the target had put up.

I thought a bit of magic would help loosen the kid up—but Life is Fun didn’t work on him, Fellow mused. I cast it so many times too. Between my magic and charisma, they usually cave so easily.

Yet Rollo had regarded him like a man possessed, had regarded him with such hatred. The mad, tormented look in his face. An iron barrier against the fluttery, champagne laced lull of his spell.

"... Must be somethin' wrong with him," Fellow concluded. All kinds of fucked up in the head and in the heart. "Yup, that's gotta be it! This Fellow-sama's way too cool to be outdone by any old student.”

Again, Gidel nodded enthusiastically.

“It’s alright, there’s bound to be flops! We’ll have to pick out our next mark much more cautiously.” Fellow shaded his eyes and squinted. “Let’s see…"

Gidel trailed after his gaze. Combing through a crowd for easy pickings was child’s play for Fellow, but the young boy struggled to hone in on the monotony of minute details. Little nervous tics and hesitations, chinks in armor to exploit. They were present, but Gidel’s eyes were like a broken camera. Zooming in, then out, blurring, never able to fully focus.

His attention strayed, slowly meandering back back to the piers. The sea was a simple thing compared to the town—natural, unrestrained. So easy to understand.

“Maybe that one… no, no, that would never work,” Fellow mumbles to himself. “They’re in too large of a group to comfortably break through. The girl over there? Tsk, the parents are hovering, can’t risk that…”

His eyes ran along the bustling town and along the docks. Like fingers along book spines or piano keys, a quick, light caress. Effortless.

Then he came to a full stop.

Did a double take.

And stared.

Hard.

There, lazily parked by the piers, was a small gang of boys, each dressed in the same smart black blazer and trousers, vests and armbands an assortment of colors. Tucked into their breast pockets were fountain pens topped off with magestones. Their style, those emblems, famous.

Fellow smacked Gidel’s back, snapping the boy to attention.

“Look alive, Giddie! You see that?” He pointed with his cane. “Those uniforms are…!”

His face lit up with understanding. Mouth ajar, eyes wide, brows raised.

“We’re in luck today!” Fellow snickered. He tugged on Gidel’s sleeve, yanking the youth to him. “Hurry, let’s get in front of them! We’ll cut them off, pretend as though we’ve bumped into them by accident. Then, we pounce…!!”

Gidel lifted his hammer—a cheer.

The duo scampered down the street, hearts drumming in their chests and adrenaline pumping. In that moment, they brimmed with all the hope and the excitement that Rollo had failed to exhibit. They were children racing to a dream destination, fools wishing upon stars.

Elsewhere in the town, someone sneezed.

Rollo pressed his handkerchief to his nose, retreating further into his robes. “… The weather suddenly took a turn for the worse. What an ominous omen.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #Rollo Flamme #twst imagines #Fellow Honest #twisted wonderland imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland scenarios #disney twisted wonderland #Gidel #Gidell #something no one asked for #Ferro Honest #imagine this

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booksbluegurl · 18 days

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Day 4/100 days of Productivity

5th April, 2024

Academia

I did 157 questions of Biological Classification. Out of which were 112 correct and 45 were incorrect. There were 229 questions in total, but I couldn't finish them all.

Finished 2 lectures, 2 hours each of Mechanical Properties of Solids. I also read the notes after every 30 minutes of content to remember all of the formulas and relations.

I did an NCERT based flashcards study of Biodiversity and Conservation. There were around 93 flashcards but I did it twice so that it atleast feels to me that I learnt something.

I made a revision sheet of the points I couldn't remember in Biodiversity and Conservation.

Revised biology revision sheets.

Read short notes module of zoology for my test on Sunday.

I'm planning on making short notes of my chemistry content and just revise it everyday. The biggest struggle isn't solving questions, it's remembering the houseful of information.

I'm unable to bring myself to study Organic Chemistry. It's just sooo lengthy and I'd also need as much time to stamp it on my mind as it does to have and understand the material.

I'll also start doing previous year questions, so that I can just be prepared. I realized that what I need for my exam is an extensive revision of all the content matter in the week before my exam.

[I need to share this: I was doing questions about bacteria and had a question on mycoplasma,if the statement's true or false, and I read "mycoplasma is the smallest and way less living organism" instead of wall less. And its so funny to me🤣🤣]

Non Academia

Watched another Mina Le video about how fashion is often discriminatory towards older women. I think that the more we entertain the idea of being scared of aging, the more we're pushing ourselves into a prison we might not be able to get out of. I mean, is aging scary because you have wrinkles and saggy skin or is aging scary because you're body isn't functioning well enough? Or both? I'm just tired of our looks gaining more attention in the battle against aging.

Watched first half of this video, it's a documentry on Ankor Wat.

We need to realise, especially when we're entangling ourselves into this web of pursuit of success and academic validation, that our everyday live, our fun, our happiness, our rest, are all important. We need to stop ourselves from almost being on the brink of our limits, from falling down out of hopelessness. We do that by attaching ourselves to the present.

Look at the sun, look at the trees. Feel the cool air of your A.C. or your fan. Sit still, eat with patience. Don't try to run when you're doing something which is non productive enough. To give your best at something, you'd need good rest to have enough energy to do your best.

- Tanishka.

Day 3

Day 5

Pictures from pinterest. Credit to the owners.

#study aesthetic #100 days of productivity #desi academia #light academia #productivity challenge #study motivation #studyblr #studyblr community #studying #you're doing amazing #study inspiration #study blog #romantisize study

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fanfic-gallery · 2 years

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Can i request smut prompt “I never imagined you to be so sensitive, but I love it.” with Beelzebub and fem reader? <3 [if not fem then genderfluid]

First time? [NSFW MDNI]

✎ Beelzebub x Reader

✎ The ‘devil’s drink’ a specialized drink that the ramen house Beel had been going to recently have all it’s regulars slamming heaps of cash on the table.. but what’s all this hype about?

✎ Tags: smut, fem! reader, succubus! reader, client x prostitute dynamic

✎ CW: porn with plot, dom! reader, sub! beel, slight non-con/dub-con, handjob, indications of blowjob

: ̗̀➛ Manager's/Author's note: Gosh, my writings are getting sloppier as time goes on- apologies in advance（；´д｀）ゞ [Just a reminder for those who want to participate in the 100+ followers event, please hand in your request by 6 June!]

“Beel, where are you going?”

“Out for ramen.”

“This late at night??”

The daily travels out town all started when he stumbled across a little back alley restaurant in the outskirts of the city. Despite it’s small popularity, when put through reviews on the web it was met with praise for service and cuisine. How could he say no to that?

That’s when he met you, a young succubus that decided to dedicate your life time to run a this small establishment. You were amazing company during his meals, your cheery nature and humor always made his bowl of freshly cooked noodles a little more tastier every time. Though he does wonder why you wore your kimono like that, the collar slipping further and further displaying more and more of the doughy cleavage of your chest.

He does have to be honest, he doesn’t mind the show..

But as your friend, he does advise not to-

The more he visits, secrets unravel. Only a few days ago did he figure out there was a hidden menu, filled to the brim with other set meals he could enjoy and devour. Through many regulars he found out the restaurant’s specialty was called the ‘devil’s drink’ which in term as they say was quite refreshing to most, and ever spicy when time goes on.

Beel was quite intrigued of course, especially sneaking glances of customers climbing up to the second floor, he had been quite captivate of what’s up there, the sounds of sudden banging and creaking of the ceiling boards furthering his suspicions. Even after asking you about, you just shrug it off, claiming it’s just staff cleaning infestations disturbing business nowadays.

But does the thoughts in his head really spoil his appetite..

Maybe he should just try this drink once..

It can’t be that bad, right?

Right..?

“Wait.. didn’t you say this was a bAR-” You giggled at his little gasp in shock, tongue licking your lips staining them in saliva, lustful eyes conjoined with a malicious smirk. Beel turned, lilac gaze sunk in confusion, demanding your actions be explained which in turn only earned him a chuckle instead.

“You ordered the ‘devil’s drink’, or am I wrong?” Beel slowly nodded, arms trying to retract but to no avail. Without much though, you swiftly reached for his sweats, tugging his belt to the side and dragging down the clothing. Your other free hand trailed beneath his shirt, tracing his toned skin, circling the rim of one of his nipples before pinching at the soft bud with a moderate strength of force.

“hah.. y-Y/N, what are you doing~”

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to ravish you, my dear~ From the first day you step foot into this place, I knew I had to make you my new little toy~”

“W-wait.. this place isn’t a- ah~”

“Ting ting ting, this is a brothel, you silly~ we just happen to sell food to lure more customers in, lure more innocent flies into our web~”

You spun the male around, hands hastily pushing at his coat and overalls, ‘causing the demon to squirm and shimmy under your touch, in terms pushing his saggy pants down further. Your eyes couldn’t help but dilate at the vast bulge protruding from his undergarments, index lingering and drawing it’s shape through the cloth.

Beel stared in embarrassment, face so flushed he could explode from how much his blood is boiling within, saliva threatening to spill out from his constant groaning and griddling in his bottom lip between his jaws. Which intently didn’t help when your fingers gripped onto his fairly lubed cock, pumping it little by little, enveloping his flushed skin in the warmth of your palms.

“Oooh~ I actually expect something small, but ohhh this passed all my expectations~~~”

You smothered your chest against him, the collar of your kimono drooping with every inch closer, drawing in the drooling demon into a heat dance of tongues. Beel groaned in defeat, his will to fight withering away, frame sinking further beneath you when your pace on his dick increased. Slowly but surely leading to white creamy fluids drenching your hand and the wooden flooring.

“I never imagined you to be so sensitive.. ” Beel huffed away from the sudden climax, lilac eyes shakily reading your next movements. Knees completely kneeling on the ground before you, grabbing hold of the demon’s waist, positioning his head right in between your flushed lips.

“But I love it~~~” You squealed, feeling your dripping cunt pulsing in ecstasy. You shuffle closer, littering Beel’s exposed thighs with sloppy kisses and blossoming hickeys, leading and trailing towards his soaked yet painfully stiff cock.

“Don’t worry Beelie, I’ll be at your service as long as you like, even if this package is a one per order deal~~~”

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baatarthefirst · 6 months

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Carmilla (Web Series) Quote Prompts

Did you pick a fight with a god?!

Oh you mother-[BEEP]ing, dried up, saggy-[BEEP] wench of a [woman/man/person] masquerading as a [BEEP] sadistic, narcissistic piece of [BEEP]!

Love will have it's sacrifices.

Yeah, okay, maybe let's not throw ourselves at the centuries-old supernatural murder machine.

I missed you, weirdo.

Not that I would know what a hookah is- it's some kind of gourd, right?

Posterity can bite me. I have better things to do.

More people die from dog bites every year. Hell, more people die from me every year.

Are you really gonna try and pretend this isn’t a total freak show?

What the frilly hell is this?!

She's not a vampire. There's no such thing as vampires. She's a light-averse octogenarian with an extreme hemoglobin deficiency and really good skin.

Excellent. Leave now. Lock the door.

I'm here out of the, like, bro-ness of my heart, alright?

Why are you wearing warpaint?

You're the piniest pine who ever pined.

At least she was just flat-out, upfront, monster worshiping evil.

Worst crush ever!

Yes! I'm in the friendzone! I have made it into the friendzone!

That bunched up little face you make when you’re angry is hilarious, buttercup.

I hear they have a great collection of straight jackets and tranquilizers.

Buckle up, creampuff.

No, no, no, no. That was hardcore. We do not apologize for the hardcore.

Do you think budget details could actually cause someone's brain to bleed?

#quotes prompt #ask game

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clarihy · 2 years

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SOMOS 1000+!!!

Gente , nem sei como agradecer a vcs por essa conquista maravilhosa, muito obrigada por tudo mesmo! Por sempre estar me apoiando e me ajudando com tudo!!! Só queria mesmo agradecer e por vcs estarem sempre dando notas e apreciando meu trabalho como eu aprecio o de muita gente!

Não estou acreditando até agora que consegui bater essa meta, a clari de meses atrás quando desativou a conta não estaria nem sonhando nisso, então tudo o que eu tenho que dizer é MUITO OBRIGADA VCS SÃO INCRÍVEIS! 🦋🦋

aqui estão aos meus agradecimentos à essas pessoas que eu amu muito e que são inspirações para mim:

@hyuckcraft @v6mpcat @nyuzinho @meuminhoo @web-saggie @y-angjeongin @s-ojuphan @b-arcodetn @i4hvcky @minhsoft @ecojinri @docetie @s-heon @k-etak @q-uokka @s-eokie @max1mus @tyunlouv @taevlogg @saintsuga @pancakestuff @byu-t @wfthyuck @chwies @chsroom @linielf @bubballo e várias outras ^^

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belladecasa · 11 months

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francesca-70 · 1 year

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Sai cosa cambia le persone?

Dolore.

Il dolore è la cosa principale che spinge le persone a cambiare. Semplicemente scuote tutto dentro di loro. Un giorno si svegliano, e sono completamente diversi.

Alcuni si vedono peggio.

Altri si vedono più forti e più saggi.

Ma alla fine, nessuno rimane lo stesso.

(Web)

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crysnowbaby · 2 years

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Hey! Bem-vindo ao meu blog! Pode me chamar

de Snow, usem pronomes masculinos comigo,

eu detesto que me tratem como garota.

Antes de fazer seu pedido, leia abaixo para não

ocorrer nada de errado, agradeço desde já.

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Asks fechadas.

Perdidos? Seja educad♡ ao faze-lo;

Idol/personagem + cor + estilo + adicional;

Deixe sempre os créditos!!

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Não pegue nenhuma estética nesse perfil! Tudo autoral.

#Spotify #se me seguiu eh pq concorda que o jeongin eh meu i somente meu!!

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s6ojn · 2 years

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that that i like gif by @web-saggie

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magic-locks · 10 months

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𓂃 ⭑ ateez (the world EP:2) ໑ lockscreens 2/5

• psd: @won-sasa

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daisyeji · 2 years

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O QUE, BOY?????? MEU DEUS-

cheguei da escola com essa surpresa, quase tive um treco quando vi mano. eu queria agradecer a todos vocês por isso, fazendo um especial... tava pensando em fazer conteúdo de bg e celebridades masculinas, até pq alguma hora vou criar coragem pra entrar no fandom do enhypen, ateez e txt.

bom, crescemos muuuito rápido, e isso me deixa mt alegre <3 nunca vou cansar de dizer q desde que criei esse blog, nunca imaginei que conseguiria chegar aos 50 seguidores-- tenho nem palavras o suficiente pra descrever o quanto to feliz aaaaaa

eu amo vocês, amo vocês demais!! amo a @graptv, a @s-nies, @i4hvcky, @choerrybombz, @nyzweb, @e-strelinhas, @dahyiu, @hobiw, @vg-k, @ria-eri, @yvessoo, o @mufflnsw, @ryu-edits, @web-saggie, @wintys, @xxxxniihxxxx (alguém marca a e-strelinhas no coment por favor, n tô conseguindo 😭

obrigada por tuuuudo mais uma vez <3

#daisyeji #daisy 2k !!#amo vocês dms <33

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Body shapes for men!

Even if the fashion world is way more centered in women, men also deserve to know their body type to know what clothes suit them better. Unluckily, there is very little information for them – not to say there is NONE for non-binary people. I’ll do my best to approach this issue in faour of inclusivity, as ALL OF US deserve to know our shapes in order to find synch and harmony with our body.

Sources agree that men can have FIVE different body types: triangle, inverted triangle, rectangle, oval or trapezoid.

Triangle body type is characterized by narrow shoulders and wider hips. To find proportions and balance in this body, it is necessary to wear clothes that focus the attention on the shoulders, to make them look wider. Clothes that can help them do this are structured tailoring, shoulder pads and not very fitting clothes. It is best to use vertical lines and prints. Examples of this body type are Kany West or Adam Levine.

Inverted triangle bodies are described as having broad shoulders and narrow hips. It is the typical body type of swimmers and gym bros, as the upper half of the body is well-developed. Unluckily for them, most fashion brands tend to design clothes for men who are out of shape. They should wear things that highlight the pectoral lines, like V-shaped necks, slim-fit T-shirts and horizontal lines, and avoid vertical lines and prints. Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson is a classic example of inverted triangle:

Rectangle men appear tall and have the shoulders and hips around the same width. They should focus on creating structure, wearing layered outfits, scarves or structured tailoring, and can wear horizontal lines and prints. An example would be Matt Bomer or David Beckham:

Oval body type present its most width in the middle of the torso, with smaller shoulders and hips. It usually comes with sorter, broader limbs. They should use solid and dark colors and avoid prints and lines. Other tips: use suspenders instead of belts, and always use your size, don’t try to fit in smaller clothes. This applies to trousers, but also jackets and shirts. Elton John, who has always displayed his own personal style, has an oval body type.

Trapezoid body shape fits between rectangle and inverted triangle. The shoulders are slightly wider than the hips, but the body has balanced proportions. Men with this shape won’t have problems to find fitting clothes as most designers use this shape for their adjustments. It is advised to avoid loose and saggy clothes, and you’re both average build and average height, you could be in danger of blending in with crowds. Try to always have a few distinct details in your outfit, like a nice watch. Somebody with a rocking trapezoid bod would be Daniel Craig:

Unfortunately I couldn’t find a calculator, as for the female body types. If you are a man and want to know your body type, I can only tell you to take a picture of yourself standing straight. Place the camera at chest level and don’t tilt it.

This post is based on https://www.realmenrealstyle.com/, one of the few web sites that I found that address this issue. I hope some day I get to see more forums dedicated to male and non-binary style advise.

#body types #body shapes #male #man #male body shapes #oval #rectangle #trapezoid #triangle #inverted triangle #style #personal style #fashion

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