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IJUSTSAWYOURRETURNANNOUNCEMENT AND AAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can I request Aemond Targaryen with the song Did you Hear the rain by george Ezra? PLS PLS PLS :)

Did You Hear The Rain - Aemond Targaryen

Authors Note: That was hella quick, but I'm on it! Send in more requests, I'm already loving them!

Word Count: 1638

Warnings: Angry Aemond

Description: Aemond himself is a storm // Did you hear the rain by George Ezra

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Whoa

Why do you treat me so?

Whoa

Why do you treat me so?

Well, you cause me to weep

And you cause me to mourn

You cause me to pack up my bags and leave home

Whoa

Why do you treat me so?

You were such a foolish brat. That was the only thing Aemond could think of as he hurriedly packed his travel pack, ignoring the searing feeling in his chest at your betrayal.

He needed to get home as soon as possible, ruining any chances for his families alliance with the Baratheons for he would not be marrying one of that mans daughters, not if his brothers message was to be believed.

‘Y/n has been found with the starks.’

He couldn’t believe it, didn’t want to believe it. He had told you to just wait until he settled this matter and it would all be fixed. Why couldn’t you just fucking wait? Or maybe he just didn’t listen enough that last night he was with you, hadn’t you told him how afraid you were? Didn’t you tell him that you didn’t trust his family? That you were sure they were conspiring against you?

His chest ached as he threw on one of his riding boots, swiping the stray tear from his eye as he rushes from the room. He would get to you. He had to.

“They want me to meet with the Baratheons, try and form a marriage alliance with one of his daughters to give us an upper hand in the war.” He whispers, tracing his fingers along your cheek as you refuse to look at him, the tears falling from your eyes stabbing at his heart.

“So there is to be a war then?” You seethe, the tears beginning to fall faster.

“If they want to keep my brother on the throne then-”

“What of you?” You snap, finally looking at him. “Do you wish your brother to be on the throne?”

“Of course.” He seethes, his body flushing with anger as you stare at him.

“Aemond. Think about it-” Your hands grab at the leather of his vest, pulling him closer. “My family is of high allegiance to Rhaenyra, they have already announced it. They will not let me marry you if you are in allegiance to your brother, and never mind your mother-”

“What of my mother?!”He snaps, hand grabbing your chin harshly.

“She conspires against me…..against us.”

“They have no say in it-”

“They do. And I fear for my life the second they find out just how much I have given you.”

Oh, did you hear the thunder

Or the rain?

Means I'm coming home again

Means I'm coming home my friend

Everything. You had given him everything.

Your heart, your body, your soul, your name. You had given him anything he asked for, and he had wanted to give you anything you needed or wanted. But he hadn’t, instead he followed instructions and went to the Stronghold, ignoring your fears and pleas, ignoring your tears.

The rain was heavy on the wings of Vhagar, but he was desperate, so he pushed the dragon. Screaming at her to go faster, Move dammit, faster faster FASTER.

The sharp feeling in his chest made it hard to breathe, the panic hurting his ribs as Vhagar roared under him.

He silently begged the gods to just wait. Make sure nothing happened before he got there, to keep you safe before he lost you forever.

Thunder snapped beside him and Vhagar was pushed off the path, Aemonds body whipping off the saddle as he grunts in pain.

“It will be fine,” He smiles, nudging his nose against your forehead.

“If you leave it won’t” You seethe, pulling your head back. “So don’t”

Oh, did you steal my name?

Oh, you Jack of all trades

You're the master of none

Oh, the race has begun

I was born a champion

I was born to jump and run

You had both planned it out, wrapped in the sheets of his bed as he kept you close to him, kissing along your spine as you talked about your little fantasy. You had spoken of marrying him, and running off, taking Vhagar and going to see the world.

You and your lovely knight in shining armor.

He wanted to give you those things, he needed to give you those things. You would carry his name and his child if there was anything to say about it.

So he bites down on the pain and pulls himself up, the rain hitting his face sharply as another crack of thunder hits close, but he bared his teeth and yelled another order to Vhagar.

He was Aemond One Eye, a skilled swordsmen, bloodthirsty. There was nothing and no one that would be able to stand in between him and what he wanted. He would get to you.

His heart began to beat wildly in his chest. You wanted to marry the stark boy? Aemond would destroy you before you got the chance.

Oh, did you hear the rain?

Oh, the rain, woo

You can try and run and hide

Tearing at the chain

Oh, Lucifer's inside

It was like something was eating at him from the inside out, like a beast was tearing through his own flesh, finally exposed. A monster releasing itself from the chains Aemond has kept it inside for so long.

If what he heard was true he would burn everything to the ground.

You would regret this. You would regret him.

Oh, did your siblings tell you

I was wasting up your time?

Oh, now you're wasting mine

You put me back in line

And I'm counting every link

And I guess you think that's fine

He remembers your sisters telling you to stay away from him, which at the time only seemed to work out in his favor, he remembers their warnings. Stay away, stay away from Aemond the queens monster.

They had told you that there was no use getting to know him, he would never be yours. They warned you that you would be married to the proper alliance. But you had persisted, and you had fallen in love.

But now it was him who was worried he had wasted time, he needed you. You were the air he lived and breathed.

He would tear the place to the ground brick by brick and once he had you everything would be fine. You would run off, and find somewhere quiet, he would go back to normal.

Oh, did you hear the rain?

Oh, the rain, woo

You can try and run and hide

Tearing at the chain

Oh, Lucifer's inside

Before he knew it the bricks of the Winterfell were coming into sight, and he didn’t give Vhagar a chance to land properly before he was climbing from her and launching to the ground. The stone bites at his feet as he dashes through the keep, snapping at any maid or servant that crosses him.

He was storming into the feast hall, the rain that had been clinging to his skin was beginning to freeze under the Winterfell chill, his jaw tense and fists clenched.

The hall itself seemed to freeze as he made his way in, all the men standing to attention as his eyes found yours.

Oh, did I send a shiver

Down your spine?

Well, I do it all the time

It's a little trick of mine

Did I make you shake your knees?

Did I make him spill his wine?

Lord, I'm spreading like disease

Lord, I'm all up in your mind

Oh, Lucifer's inside

He felt like a demon, like a beast prowling for it’s prey. His eye narrowed in on you and he was proud when he saw you shiver and step back as he stepped forward. He loved making you shiver, and by the time he was done here he would have you shivering at his every touch.

The Stark boy stood with you, knocking over his goblet of wine onto your wedding dress so he could grab your hand tightly, pushing you behind him as most the men in the room pulled out their weapons.

Aemond didn’t mind the threat, he was craving blood, and the people of Winterfell seemed just as desperate for it.

“You have five seconds to give me the girl, or I tear this place apart.” Aemond announces, drawing the sword at his belt.

“I give you my final warning to leave now… Princeling.” Lord Stark calls and Aemond all but sneers. Vhagar roars in the distance and then it begins.

Oh, did you hear the rain?

Oh, the rain, woo

You can try and run and hide

Tearing at the chain

Means I'm coming home again

Means I'm coming home my friend

Oh, Lucifer's inside

He couldn’t see straight, he couldn’t think straight. A vision of red filled him as he slashed through men like they were nothing. The beast was out, the beast would kill anything.

You were screaming by the time he reached you, and he reached to drag you closer.

“AEMOND NO! PLEASE!” You sob, but he doesn’t listen, pulling you into him as you scream and scratch to get away. He drags you across the now empty hall. Dragging you through the blood and guts strewn on the floor, you struggle, falling into a nasty puddle and staining your hands. “Aemond please please please-”

“Please WHAT?!” He screams.

“Please don’t kill me-” You sob, holding yourself as you try to crawl back. “I’ll do anything- I won’t say a word about this-”

“I am not going to kill you….” He snaps, snatching your hair and pulling you to him. “I’m going to keep you.”

Lucifer's inside

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science-lings · 23 days

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1- based off of the official art where half the time he's drinking he's just passed out or he's just smiling at nothing. I can see him becoming a functioning alcoholic who drinks mostly because it helps him sleep but I don't think he would want to be that vulnerable in his daily life, especially when hanging out with Kristoph.

2- He was just as spikey as a baby, but also the style seems intentional rather than just how it grows.

3- PW vs PL reference? idk the vibe that in an alternate timeline where he forgets that he's a lawyer he becomes a baker with Maya is just fun so I think he just likes baking in general. Also, I'm a sucker for those AUs where he's a baker. He seems like the type to get stuck in his head while kneading bread dough and regularly makes those kinds of breads that have to basically be beat up to get his anger out. No therapy, only bread.

4- This feels self-explanatory, he can also dance, at least in the way that he can pick up choreography and bullshit his way through any performance. I also think it would be sweet if he sang lullabies to Trucy while she was growing up.

5- There are multiple instances where he passes out from stress and his internal dialogue mentions that he's 'feeling lightheaded' like GIRL... GO TO THE DOCTOR. And he did but that meant that he can't drive in case he gets too stressed driving and passes out... which would not be good.

6- Again, self-explanatory, this man has an abnormal brain, good for him.

7- I don't exactly know what he has tattooed on him but I can see this guy, who is unaffected by pain and also an art major, having a few designs on him. Maybe a dragon winding around his shoulder or a few little silly things on his legs and arms. He doesn't really flaunt them and everyone gets surprised when its the combined prosecutors office and WAA beach day.

8- The magatama should make him look a little spooky, I think it would be fun. Also, I think he should use it to jumpscare anyone who is around while he is sneaking into his kitchen to eat baby carrots when he wants a midnight snack.

9- I've spoken about this before and I will probably do so again, I just think he needs an awful cat as a pet project when Trucy moves out and he gets lonely. It's a better outlet than trying to fix a person who might fake their death or try to poison him.

10- You cannot tell me that undefeated poker player extraordinaire isn't completely in control of his tells as much as he possibly can be. He can dodge questions and provide perfectly true but vague answers. I just think he can be so incredibly cagey and secretive when he has to be, even though he's typically pretty emotionally open. He learned it from Mia (Ms. 'didn't tell Phoenix she had a sister even though they've known each other for years' Fey)

#lmk if you want me to do this for other characters #i just had to start with the guy of all time #andromedas poll hell #ace attorney #phoenix wright

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infraaa · 1 year

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HISBDBSJSBSS... so can we maybe have longan smut hcs.. 🙏🧎 gender neutral pls😭

『I am foaming at the mouth. sociopathic dragon man is here. I had another one asking for a oneshot, so I’ll just do that one. Love how human games work, hm?』

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒

longan dragonxgn!reader (can also be read as afab of desired. No physical desc. added.)

tw // oral, double penetration, dom/sub mechanic, degradation, light impact play, implied non con, sadism, a bit of blood, hurt/no comfort, no fluff kinda, edging, asphyxiation play/choking 【cw // spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven】

baker’s note // I do not support r**e in any way, shape, or form. If you or someone else you know is experiencing SA or anything similar, DO NOT be afraid to advocate and or help them! The RAINN Organization is superb, and will help you through your case. Please contact them if you need any assistance. Viewer’s Discretion is strongly advised beyond this point.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

It’s rare that the dragons ever meet up just because, with their mixed feelings towards each other and family history. It’s fun to cause chaos though, so it’s fun seeing them all interact.

Longan was in the kitchen making noodles for everyone, not because they wanted to but because Lychee was there and they didn’t feel like being a disappointment in their own home. The stoic ivory dragon, emotionless yet yearning, stood at their stove and waited for their rice noodles. Meanwhile everyone else was sitting in their living room, chatting about nothing in particular. Lotus Dragon was playing their mandolin quietly next to Ananas Dragon, who had brought their lemur for company, so that the little fluffy guy could meet everyone else. The little animal ran around the rug on the floor, playing with a clam he had found.

“Heeeey guys!” A familiar voice rang. Pitaya, Ananas, and Lotus looked up to see you and Lychee standing at the foot of the glossy ivory stairway, heading down the stairs. Lychee came down with a playful smile as they sort of dragged you along with them. “Hey Lychee. You look sssso happy. What’s up?” Pitaya asked curiously. Ananas saw a little bottle in the purple dragon’s hand and pointed to it. “You have an empty bottle, where’d that come from?” Lychee took your shoulder in their arm and hugged you towards them, sitting cheek to cheek with you. “Oh, they had it when they brought it with them. And we were just chatting in my room and they had this bottle and I said, *audible gasp,* hey I got an idea! And so I brought them down to tell you all what we came up with, go on, tell them! Teeell theeeemmm!” Lychee became very giddy as they then pushed you towards the three dragons sitting together. You became very flushed knowing that there was now three pairs of eyes on you, and another pair eying you excitedly with anticipation. The purple dragon took hold of your shoulders, clearly impatient. “Come on, tell ‘em!” They sounded like Lottie from Princess and the Frog, (a truly iconic figure in a Disney movie,) as you were like the Tiana, shy and quiet standing in front of them.

It was really a wonder how you got here. You’ve known the dragons for a year and a half and in that time you were accepted into their group. A friend of Lychee Dragon, you met them first. You smiled weakly with a small blush at your… unique friends, and you cleared your throat. “I had this water bottle when I came over here. I drank all the water in it and Lychee came up to me and suggested that we should play one of my “normie cookie games” together.” Lotus Dragon looked up at you from their mandolin with a calm expression, their teal serpentine eyes greeting yours. Their smooth lips curled into a smile as they tilted their head slightly and asked, eager to learn, “A game you say? With an empty bottle?” You nodded at the dragon to the left of you before the fiery red dragon to the right of them spoke, “Issss it a fighting game? Do we alsssso get bottles of our own? Oh! I know, issss it a chugging game to sssse who can drink the mosssst water?” “Grrh… don’t be foolish.” Ananas dragon interrupted, gesturing to you, “as you were saying? Do continue.”

“Well…” you started. You eyed Lychee in the back of your head as they nodded excitedly, mouthing out the words, “tell them” over and over again. You sighed, and turned back to the others. “It’s called Seven Minutes in Heaven.” Lotus’s eyes widened at your words. “What doessss it mean, blue?” Pitaya asked, seeing their realization. “I’ve heard of this game before. You either pick something from a hat or, you spin a bottle, and whomever the bottle lands on, or whomever the item in the hat belongs to, is the person you have to… spend an amount of time in a closed off space together with. Am I correct?” You nodded. Pitaya looked unamused. “That soundssss boring assss hell.” Lychee Dragon pouted, “don’t be such a buzzkill! It’ll be fun! Oh! Hold on!” They ran off somewhere, with you eyeing them once again. One thing you noticed was that they ran off into the kitchen where Longan was. You suddenly felt that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach. You heard some grumbling before a click of the stove and some doors opening, some dishes coming out and clanking against the counter, and some tupperware as well.

“Dinner.” Longan suddenly said from the kitchen calmly, before Lychee let out a disappointed groan. Pitaya got up to meet Longan in the kitchen, the others following suit. You eyed the dragons as they went towards the kitchen, Ananas staying behind. They looked at you as they finally got to stretch out on the sofa, letting out a relaxed growl, leaning more into low satisfied purrs. Pineapplelemur jumped into his owner’s lap before resting comfortably, swinging his little tail around his fluffy orange and brown body. “Ananas, are you coming?” You said as you turned to him after a second of walking. They smiled loosely at you before taking a gentle hand to their lemur’s ears, giving the little creature scritches, which it took kindly to. “Not hungry. Plus, I don’t really like Longan’s cooking anyway.” “It’s called being on a budget, Ananas-“ “It’s called use fresh ingredients instead of processed bullshit, grandpa.” Lotus peeked their head out of the kitchen with a smirk, “Ananas, they made kimchi!~” “Kimchi?” “Yeah, you like kimchi.”

…………….

“Okay I’ll be there in a sec but I’m n o t eating your fucking noodles.”

And then they ate it. And then after a quick dinner, the lot regrouped in the living room, Lychee still attempting to press Longan to join them. They were begging the ivory dragon go at least indulge in a little “family fun” as they put it. Suddenly, Ananas started to snicker to themselves after looking at Longan, appearing then to be deep in thought. “Longan.” They said after they stopped their laughter. The ivory dragon looked to the blonde haired dragon to their left. “What?” “Let me pull you to the side right quick.”

Ananas then guided Longan into their kitchen, turning their head to wink at you. Lychee huffed, and sat next to Lotus on the couch. “I wonder what they’re going on about now.” The blue dragon said smoothly, curled up next to Pineapplelemur, who started sniffing Lotus’s sleeve. After a few seconds of waiting, Longan walks out out of the kitchen, their eyes dead set on yours. It was almost paralyzing the way they looked at you, their cheeks slightly reddened, contrasting with their alabaster skin. “Longan?” You asked, putting a hand to your chest. Lychee got up with hope in their sherbet eyes. “What did you all talk about? Spill the tea!” “I’ll play.” Your eyes widened, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. “Nanas…?” You whispered. The golden dragon walked up to you with a certain twist in their hips, a certain smile… their tail grazed your calf , gently curing around it and sliding off before they put a hand to your shoulder. This caused you to blush and look up at the tall dragon with doe like eyes. They giggled, and took his hand and gently pet your cheek. “You’re welcome, cutie,” they bent down to meet the shell of your ear, knowing now that Longan’s golden eyes were now on them instead of you, “and quit looking at me that way before I start thinking about taking you from them.”

“ANANAS.”

“Hm…” they hummed before sitting next to Pitaya on the floor. The other dragons assembled in a circle, surrounding the bottle that you had put on the ground. Lychee was dancing to themselves as they reveled in their victory. “Love ya Longan!” “Shut up.”

After once again explaining how the game works, they all picked a number. They spun the bottle in chronological order. Having to spend seven minutes upstairs with the person that the bottle landed on. And all was good until it got to you. You swallowed, as you had already spent time with Pitaya and Lotus. You spun the bottle and it slowed like a trance as it pointed towards Longan, almost hastily wanting to pass by to hit Lychee. You looked at them, who was looking at the mouth of the empty bottle only to meet your eyes in an emotionless stupor. You got up, as did he, frozen in place as you saw them gracefully approach your place in the circle. They motioned for you to follow them, rather coldly, as you followed them up the stairs. Ananas broke their phone out to ask Siri to set another timer for seven minutes.

When you got to Longan’s room, you could feel a rush of cold air hit you like a tidal wave. Their room was a monochrome theme with hints of black and gold. It looked modern, but not too much, very neutral. They sat on their bed and, once again, very monotonously, asked you to sit with them. You did as you were told and sat next to the ivory dragon on their bed, feeling the lush duvet that was plush with crème down feathers greet your legs. You sat with each other in a moment of silence before you started to speak, ever so foolishly. As soon as you started to speak, your soft voice hitting the cold air of their room, you felt them suddenly kiss you, nearly toppling over you in a rough, yet passionate bout.

What was this about?

Longan then toppled you onto your back, nearly hovering over you like a dog, examining your doe like eyes plainly. They looked you up and down, and then sat on their knees, allowing you to process what just happened. Sitting up, you try your best to keep your calm and to not let them stir you, causing them to smile ever so slightly. "Was that the gold you were searching for?" Longan asked before creeping slightly towards your neck, their icy breath looming on your skin like a tidal wave. However cold, their breath made you feel all the more flustered. "Ananas had told me everything. They even know about your feelings. That's pathetic, and—" Your eyes squinted shut for a brief moment before you realized that they were starting to move on top of you again, but this time a lot slower. "I know, okay? You don't have to reiterate." You cried softly, trying to keep your composure as they brought the tip of their porcelain nose to the nape of your neck. "I'm sorry... for being such a fool."

You felt the ivory dragon snicker on your skin, before exclaiming, "You know... it has been a while since I've exposed myself to something like this..." This made you shiver, sending a cold chill down your spine to make you arch into them. Their forked tongue swept across the skin of your neck, leaving a hot trail of saliva in its wake. Going upward, they reached your lips, licking them almost impatiently. This made you squeel as they parted their lips to give you a rough kiss, pressing his tongue firmly against your teeth. You denied, resulting in them quickly taking their free hand to grip your jaw, forcing your mouth open, allowing their forked tongue to meet yours by force.

Expressing discomfort by the ivory dragon's sudden actions, you made sure to lead them on in the moment, feining welcome to the organ inside your mouth, before trying to position their tongue in the correct place, and as soon as you did that, you bit down on Longan's tongue. Hard. They groaned at the sudden feeling of pain, causing them to pull back in shock. A little dribble of cold blood left their mouth. You took this oppertunity to try and escape, since you heard the timer on Ananas's phone go off a second ago. However, the ivory dragon didn't take a very good liking to this, and quickly took your wrists and pinned them above your head with a fast, yet furious motion. Their golden eyes bore into yours, as if thry were about to reep your soul. They blinked, and smirked sadistically. "Bite me again, see what happens to you." Your eyes widened in fear as your tremble became almost blantantly visible to the naked eye, seeing the smile of their quickly fade off of their face. "You know, if I really wanted to, I could turn you to stone with but a glance. Is that what you want?" You violently shook your head no, your hair creating friction between the strands themselves and the dragon's clean creme colored sheets adorning their huge bed. "Then be good." You nooded in affirmation, making them smile knowing you were now being compliant, albiet out of your own fear. It was almost like an aphrodisiac for them to see, your red flushed face and bruised lips, red glossy eyes looking as though you were about to cry, they loved every bit of your expression, and after basking in it for a dew seconds, they swept back onto your body, wrists still in their hand with a groan as they took your mouth in another rough kiss, shoving their tongue into your mouth once more to claim new warm territory. After what seemed lik forever, they finally broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting the two of you together, like a land bridge. They took a free thumb to your bottom lip to trace it, taking your end of the slimy bridge to their own end and sucking off their thumb, lasciviously swallowing the combo of your saliva mixed in with their own.

"You look at me. Now." They ordered as they once again lowered down on you, implicitly impatient even in their wording. You obeyed as to not anger them again. They blinked slowly as they took time once again to revel in your submissive facial features. "Better." They whispered as you started to pant from the kiss, still recovering you bit your now bruised lower lip, wearing an incandescent shade of red that sparkled like diamonds. "Please..." you muttered, completely out of fear and panic, "please don't turn me into stone..." "And I will not, if you choose to cooperate and be good for me." They whispered, smirking a tad bit once more, "just be my good pet, weak one. And I will be sure to even move the stars for you." They stroked your head before resting their hand on the side of your head. "Like a stray puppy you are, weak one. Cute. So sweet as well, your flavor... is utterly exquisite to me."

They took a moment to analyze their threat from before. "As well as my previous statement, if the others had found out that I turned you to stone, they would not be very happy with me, so even that is out of the question." They took you with a slight grunt and licked up your throat to make you emit another squeak, before saying, "You will be mine, whether you like it or not." Without another word they took their free hand to grip at the collar of your shirt, before roughly tearing the fabric off of your body as though it was paper. Seeing the top half of your body now exposed to them, they licked their lips in a predatory manner, like a bear about to consume its prey. Noticing their sick pleasure you instinctively tried to hide yourself by whatever means you could, but the grip that Longan had on your wrists only grew tighter the more you decided to writhe. Seeing your body react naturally to the cold air in the room, Longan used this oppertunity to disrobe thermselves, releasing your wrists with their eyes glued on you, ensuring that you don't resist them. Taking off their golden chestpiece and shoulder plates, they almost haphazardly removed their silken robes, taking then and tossing them somewhere on the white tile floor. Their body was naturally toned, with small scars littering their body to repsresent the many battles that they have been in, and the amount of resistance that their body has built up over the many centuries that they have lived through.

"You're... so sexy..." You thought as you eyeballed him like a shocked high schooler eying their crush. They knew that you liked what you saw, and with this they chuckled and lowered back on you, with the primal instrinct of a wild animal, and immediately took your neck in their mouth, biting down and sucking on your skin, peppering rough wet kisses as they went up and down your tender flesh. You barely held back, losing yourself in the midst of your own sickly induced state of pleasure. They noticed that you moaned louder when they bit a particular spot on your neck, and this continued to assault that same spot with fervor, creating a decent dark hickey that would take refuge there as a symbol of the mighty Longan Dragon claiming you. With every whine and moan you released, they slowly started groaning lowly in pleasure, hearing your innocent voice become so erotic and dirty, tainted with the sin of lust was like music to their ears. You started to feel the huge bulge grow in between their legs, as it poked at your inner thigh. They felt on it, wanting to continue onward rather than end so abruptly. They knew that the time you shared together in this little game had to technically end, according to the game's rules, but where's the fun in that?

They mercilessly continued on with their teasing, tracing their tongue further down, following your abdominal line and playfully circling your belly button. After have practically tore your shoes and socks off from your feet, they unbuckled your jeans and eagerly pulled them down your legs, exposing your soaked undergarments. Grinning in victory at the delicious sight, they lowered their head a bit and gently clenched the thin fabric in their teeth, pulling it down with a teasing slowness that only made you even wetter. When he finally reached your feet, they slipped them off and tossed away with a single, careless movement of their arm.

You were now completely nude before them.

Longan pulled your legs apart before looking down at your heat voraciously, almost wanting to consume you whole like a snake. They then bent down keeping eye contact with you as they did so. You watched in bewilderment as they slowly moved, going down like a king cobra. Their nose ended at the heat of your sex, causing your face to flush like a ripe red berry. “What— what are you- ah!” They cut your sentence off abruptly as they moaned and slid their snake like tongue up your slit slowly, almost on a teasing way. Your entrance shivered and tightened, causing them to inhale your scent with a soft, huddled sigh. “Oh, you taste good…” They then started to devour you, wasting no time to eat you out rather sloppily. Emitting load moan after loud moan, you felt them torture your most sensitive areas with long intent, looking up at your ecstasy stricken face. It felt so god damn good..! SO. GOOD. Now, with them eating you out like candy, your body then started a war with itself. You wanted them badly, at least your body did. It was now in a state of vile lust that needed to be satiated, but your brain said no to this, leaving you conflicted with this opposing emotions ravaging you.

And as soon as you felt your orgasm peak, their touch was gone. You felt the absence of their touch disappoint you as the heat from your sex worsened with the now cold rush of air that distanced it from Longan. “I’m so disgusting…” you uttered. You missed their tongue inside you already. The way it moved against you put you in a mad trance, only to be sobered up faster than you could blink. They sat up and groaned at the now painful feeling coming from their bottom half, their bulge being hardly able to contain itself. They then tore off their bottoms after kicking off his shoes and socks, all of his clothes hitting the floor beside the bed with a rough thud. Your eyes widened and jaw dropped at their size. Or should we refer to this as… sizes. They were fucking huge. Not only that, but they have two instead of the normal one cock. You sighed audibly at their huge members, seeing as this was the first time seeing something like this for you, the last time you saw something like this was in playboy magazines, and it was clear as day that Longan, with their size and girth, made those playboy models look like mince meat. You slowly pulled your wrists down, covering yourself to warm up. Their hands however took yours and guided them away, softly tracing the curves of your body as they did so. They then backed away slightly so you could move around. They motioned you to move closer to them with their finger. You obeyed, trembling advancing on all fours. You felt terribly uncomfortable now that they were completely nude, and their hungry gaze surely didn't make you feel better.

They took the back of your head in their hand, lacing your hair in their fingers, locking you in place. “Pick one and suck.” Longan said almost emotionlessly, as though it was a command. You looked at them in bewilderment before they impatiently sighed. “E… excuse me?” You stammered, looking at their two cocks, wondering if they could even fit in your mouth anyway. They would probably make you choke on your own breath, or worse… unhinge your mouth. They took your hair and pulled firmly, making you look up at their fearsome eyes, eyes that took the breath out of your lungs in a mere instant. “Remember my statement from earlier?” You nodded quickly before apologizing with not a word not left stammered, “Nononono wait..! P.. Please don’t hur-hurt me.! I’ll… I’ll do it… I’ll do it!” They analyzing your words carefully before snidely smiling. “Wise decision.” They then repositioned your head. “Now choose one.”

“Jesus Christ…” you couldn’t believe that you were about to do something so disgusting. You felt the left tip touch your lips as you tried to open your mouth, but you found it hard to do so. Growing more impatient, Longan had tightened their grip on your hair, showing that off to you. “Suck.” They said once more, now sounding more aggressive. You hesitated before parting your trembling lips to give them a testing lick to their left tip, automatically making them emit a quiet groan. Ignoring the protests of your stomach, you licked it again more firmly. Your lips fit the tip of Longan’s cock in your mouth, gently sucking on the tip that you tried to keep in. Taking a bit of courage and motivation by the fact that this would have saved your life, you brought one of your hands to the other throbbing member in your face and began to massage it, rubbing and stroking the oversized piece of flesh that twitched happily in your grip. Pre cum started to invade your mouth, making you want to throw up all the more badly. Nevertheless, through their increasing volume of their grunts and moans, your kissed their tip while stroking off the other, giving him breath shuddering pleasure as they threw their head back. Longan’s hand on the back of your head started to push down on you, and the want in their eyes was now wanton, glowing with lust their golden eyes were. They wanted more than just a simple grooming from you. Letting out a desperate sigh and blushing heavily, you opened as wide you could and took the big member's shaft in your mouth. As your lips gently surrounded the sensitive flesh, a stifled disgusted whine formed in your throat, causing them to groan as small delicious vibrations were sent up to their already fully erected cock. Hoping to end it as soon as possible, you began to suck hard on it, bobbing your head up and down. "Fuck... haahhh...~" They sighed through their fangs as they started to thrust into your mouth, making you gag by surprise. Thay chortled at this, and smiled sadistically as you looked up at them with tears gathering from your tear ducts, and a full mouth with flushed cheeks, "Yes weak one, gag... I wanna see you choke like a good little one that you are..." With this, they started to forcefully start bobbing your head up and down the shaft of their cock, quickening your pace on them further to increase their own sense of bliss.

"W-Wai! Sto', Yo'r- yo'r oo i-ig..!"

"I said CHOKE! Fucking GAG you god damn whore!"

They laughed as they watched you forcefully take more of their cock in their mouth. You could feel the head poke at the back of your throat, tempting to slide down your tongue into that hole past your uvula. It made you gag, and it was hard to breathe. You tried to get away by pushing on the bedsheets, but they tightened their grip in your hair so that you couldn’t. Their breathing became more labored and heavy, a tell tale sign that their claims was soon to approach.

They didn’t even warn you a few minutes later when you felt a torrent of seed rush into your mouth and in the back of your throat, making it even harder for you to breathe. Hot cum blasted onto the left side of your face as well from their other member. You shut your eyes tight as to not let the salty viscous liquid touch your eyes in any way possible, but you swore you felt it hit your eyelashes. You pulled off, and your cheeks were full and swollen, your mouth feeling a sense of relief as it regained its structure. Before you could spit out the unpleasant contents in your mouth however Longan looked at you with sadistic lust filled eyes. “If you spit it out I swear… Swallow me.” Longan ordered, their thumb slightly quivering under your chin. Their breath still shook slightly from the high of their own orgasm, as you mindlessly obeyed, not wanting to turn into stone in a mere flash. You swallowed hard, trying to hold back from vomiting the liquid back up. Your stomach turned, and little drops of cum leaked from your lips. Longan guided the lost little pearls to your tongue, sticking their thumb in your mouth, and pulling it out once they had wipes their own cum on your taste buds, allowing your tongue to grossly take in their own salt filled metallic taste.“Good… good weak one…” they said almost tenderly before giving your lips a quick flick of their tongue before pushing you back down. You looked at them with a touch of worry as they vigorously started stroking themselves off, trying to get hard again. They looked at you with hunger in their eyes, staring down at your heat with near drool escaping their lips. They moaned pleasantly when they took your body and positioned you to be on top of them, positioning you in a way that one cock would be at the entrance of your sex, and the other would be at a different entrance close to it… one that was even tighter. You widened your eyes in sheer horror. They were planning on using both?! You could see both of their cocks twitch and pulsate when they touched you, how eager they were to be inside you. They licked their lips at the feeling and looked to you, your face expressing fear, which he growled lustfully at. “This will hurt.” Longan said plainly with a horny smile on their face.

“P… Please, Longan Dragon… please ha… have mercy on m.. me…”

“No.”

They proceeded to slam you down on their large cocks, entering you like a ram breaking down doors. The pain was incredibly strong, making you open your mouth grotesquely, as though you were stabbed open. Tears started to flow down your cheeks at the sensation, your back arching so that your bare body pressed against their own. You let out tiny whimpers of pain as they inhaled the scent of your chest, taking one of your nipples in their mouth in an attempt to comfort the pain. It was clearly obvious you were a bit too small for the ivory dragon, regardless, while having your breast in their mouth, suckling away, they moaned pleasantly from your insides violently squeezing at them. They started to bounce you, up and down, quite mercilessly if we may add, not caring about your pain filled cries. You felt your insides tear open, and a little river of blood escaped your abused sex and hit their now soiled bedsheets. It burned. It burned so fucking bad until the burning… started to fade. It started to fade away into some being else. As you were being bounced, you started to feel a gradual feeling of pleasure flow through your body, slowly growing more and more with each thrust. You found yourself to slowly succumb to some kind of erotic fever that took over your body. You moaned quietly at this, gradually getting louder the more they thrusted into you.

“I… It feels ssso gooo..ood..”

“Ah…!~ Lon… Longa-a-ah!~”

All the sudden, they stopped their movements, cocks fully sheathed inside you. They looked at you with what looked to be plain eyes. “Yes?” They answered. You looked at them with tear stained eyes as you panted and whined, disappointed that they just stopped. “Longan…” you whined in between breaths. They tilted their head as they smiled just the tiniest bit at you.

“Longan what?” They asked again, wanting you to fill in the blank for them. You were trying to speak, despite coherent words being nearly impossible for you. “P-P-P-Pl… Plea-“ “Spit it out.” They cut you off, getting impatient by the waiting that was taking place. They shimmied in their spot, causing you to moan and cry out pathetically. “I-I-I… AGH! LONGAN, FUCK ME ALREADY!” They bit their lip at your voice, sounding so desperate, so horny and needy for their dragon cocks. It was very evident to them from the start that you were shaken, in their eyes, and albeit uncomfortable, they knew in your eyes that you wanted this from them. You liked them, you wanted them, you needed them. They knew that, you’ve told them that even before this very moment. Did they choose to act on those feelings? No. Did they choose to have you act on those feelings? No, not in any way. Longan is not emotional. They are a brute— a psychopathic machiavellian who could even charm the birds from their nests if they wanted, but choose not to. You learned this when they took you in as their partner— to stand by them and to learn from them, as sort of like a mentor. The other dragons treated you as an equal because Longan expected them too, forced them to. In lamens terms, they also wanted you.

That’s when you were thrown onto your back on the bed with a soft thud and a gust of oxygen being torn from your lungs. Like a panther seizing its prey, Longan quickly crawled on top of you, in between your legs as they automatically hooked onto their sides. They looked straight into your eyes as they impaled your sex again, rapidly, making you scream, arching your back in blissful agony. They smiled at this and gripped your thigh in their hand, gently squeezing your tender flesh, letting their sharp nails settle on your skin, waiting for their call to imprint more marks onto you. “As you wish, darling one..~” they whispered before ramming into you, quite roughly. Their body moved to please, their hands making their way to both of your thighs, causing you to hook your ankles behind their back as they plowed you. You yelled out, tears ran down your face as your tongue started lulling out of your mouth. “When have you learned to scream like that, you harlot?” They said in between their own rugged panting. They spanked your flank when they didn’t get a response, causing you to jump. You felt so full, with them fucking your tight sex and your little ass, all at once.

“More, please more!” You yelled, holding them inside with your legs, not wanting them go let go. They scratched away at your thighs, their nails imprinting themselves into your soft flesh, biting down on your shoulder they moved your body with each rocking motion. You gripped their ivory hair, lacing it on your fingers, smelling like cashmere and musk. They emitted a low growl and let go of your shoulder, strings of saliva coming from your skin attaching to their fangs. They looked you in the eyes, seeing the hidden desire in them as they rocked your body. “Look at me,” they groaned, “you’re my baby. You’re my baby you’re mine you’re mine you’re mine forever… forever and always, do you understand me?” You nodded, unable to speak, causing them to smack your flank once more, bearing their fangs, you felt them spit out, “fucking answer me you bitch!” “Yes!”

“Again!”

“Yes!”

“Again!”

“YES!”

“YES WHO?”

“YES, LONGAN!”

“Oooohhhh FUCK.”

They felt something surge in their core, something that sent them into overdrive as they powerhoused your sex, no mercy attached. There was no doubt, your orgasms were closing in on each other during this sinful race. Your moans grew closer together as did their grunts and groans, squeezing you tighter. They took a hand and gripped your neck, restricting your breathing. “I’m going to take your fucking body I want it, I’m going to fuck you like a dog I will fucking dog fuck you you fucking slut, I will get you pregnant you fucking bitch, fucking take my cock, take it you fucking whore..!~”

“Long-g-gaaaan..!— Ah-hh Wa-a-aaait!” You felt your orgasm peak as your vision turned blank white, yelling out your orgasm like a poor sinner in church, resulting in a loud groan from the lust filled dragon. “FFFFFFFUCK.” They growled, chasing their orgasm, making you go silent. You were out of overstimulation— falling into a pleasure induced coma, not even able to let anything besides whimpers and soft cries out of your mouth as they wrecked your insides. “TIGHT.” They yelled, and after a few hard thrusts, they reached their orgasm, their first reaction was to impale your shoulder with their fangs, drawing blood. It hit them too fast, too fast for them to even react. They moaned and sighed in your shoulder through their mouth, filling your holes with cum, spurting out like leaky faucets. Even plugged in, some was leaking through and sliding down your sex like a cream filled doughnut. Your eyes slowly rolled back to focus, coming back from the back of your head. They kissed you passionately, once again, just like in the beginning. They panted and caught themselves, before you felt their tantalizing warmth leave your body. You sat up, bringing their soft yet warm covers to your chest, looking at them as they started putting their clothes back on, navigating around their bedroom floor for their silken robes and golden accessories. You looked at them with those same doe like eyes you have always had. After they clothed themselves, straightening up their hair and wiping their mouth, they looked to you, like a god standing in front of their bed, where you sit hopeless. “Tomorrow is a new day, I recommend you rest. They turned to the door, but before they could leave, they gave you a tiny smile, wishing you pleasant dreams before they left the room, the door nearly slamming behind them.

That very moment shattered your soul into a million pieces.

As the silence engulfed you, you curled up in the bed, huddling in the blankets still a bit impregnated of their heat. Huge drops of tears dripped down your face as you quietly began to cry, their warm liquids still inside of you... “Longan…” you whispered as you felt burning pain slip through your sex, rivulets of cum and blood staining their bedsheets. You cried into their pillows, defeated by them, as they had branded this night into your heart, like a permanent mark to be stored inside you forever. Yet you still chose to love them in dreams, making you swallow your pride, selling your dignity, your security, all away for what would have been only seven minutes.

In total, you had spent an agonizing hour and a half with the ivory dragon, alone. With not only physical branding adorning your body like tattoos, but a mental mark that will stay with you forever.

#infrawrites #infradelivers #infra@212!#crob x reader #crob #longan dragon cookie #crk smut #x reader smut #tw!#ananas dragon cookie #lotus dragon cookie #lychee dragon cookie #pitaya dragon cookie #seven minutes in heaven #x reader

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yakuzacanons · 7 months

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I realize this is not the typical request you get so pls ignore if u don't wanna write it, it's totally fine. :3 I'd like some headcanons for the blorbos as supernatural creatures!

Hi hi hello hello, sorry it took so long to get this one done. I've actually been planning it out since I got it because it's not one I can do easily off the top of my head. I wanted to incorporate as much stuff as I could so it took a while to really lay thoughts down finally. Anyways, here it IS. It includes supernatural and mythological creatures from multiple cultures, btw. Sorry if I missed any particular faves.

Kiryu Kazuma: Dragon

Bit on the nose but our Kiryu can't be anything but a dragon. Powerful to a point of being otherworldly and with a driving fire in his belly, Kiryu is dragon similar to that of Haku from Spirited Away. He is simaltaneously tormented by his spiritual being but also extremely conscious of his abilities and how to use them. Sometimes he fears the sharpness of his own claws and wonders if his powers couldn't be used for something better or at the very least gentler.

Majima Goro: Ouroboros

With his snakeskin jacket, Majima is an ouroboros in walking human form. Known as the snake that holds its own tail in its mouth, Majima is his own best friend and worst enemy. His lifestyle of being on the absolute razor edge has left him holding his own fate in his hands, or in some cases, his mouth. He constantly lives in a state of holding on to his own past or biting it off entirely and becoming someone separate from it.

Saejima Taiga: Werewolf

Equally sensitive as he is strong, a werewolf is the perfect personification of who Saejima is and his internal struggle. He's very much a man who has a love/hate relationship with his supernatural struggle. On one hand, it makes him able to protect those he loves and stand up for what's right. On the other hand, he feels like he's controlled by it more than anything. He often questions if there's more to his life than brutish force.

Akiyama Shun: Centaur

Swift and steadfast like a stallion, all with the charisma and temperment of a human being. Handsome by nature but stands out in his own special way. Although he is prone to living lazily in his own comfort, when push comes to shove, he wouldn't hesitate to race to your side when you need him. Also really good at kicking people really hard.

Tanimura Masayoshi: Moon Rabbit

Small but mighty. Typically found alone despite having connections to other beings or even working under other more powerful creatures. Agile and has a penchant for sweet foods. Many people see him but truly do not know much about him.

Ryuji Goda: Basilisk

Similar to Kiry, Ryuji embodies a powerful snake-like creature. Although Ryuji also has great physical force, his form is slightly more reserved in that respect. If he desired, he could simply destroy another person with so much as a glance, choosing to raise his fists only for fights and people he deems truly worthy.

Nishikiyama Akira: Shachihoko

With the body of a carp and the head of a dragon, Nishiki's tattoo is truly the embodiment of what kind of mythological creature he would be. Always trailing the cusp of greatness, Nishiki finds himself trying to evolve while also struggling to remain true to himself. It's this very struggle that in the end either transforms him entirely into one being or the other or simply tears him apart.

Daigo Dojima: Sphinx

Daigo is a multifaceted person with a complex life, which only makes it fitting that his supernatural form be equally complicated. Part man, part lion, and part eagle, Daigo in his older age is a balance of brute strength, intelligence, and justice. He tries his hardest to embody the best of all these qualities but struggles to find the balance within himself. Sometimes this drive to be the best of everything leads him astray, blinding him from what really matters.

Mine Yoshitaka: Chimera

Our mysterious Mine is not understood by anyone. He's truly an engima, with his form changing varying on the situation he's in and who's nearby. Sometimes Mine doesn't know who he is and loses himself in between these transformations. Ultimately, it's this constant desire to change himself that is the end of him.

Tatsuo Shinada: Tanuki

Playful yet mysterious, Shinada is a shapeshifting tanuki that transforms as he needs to survive. Mostly content to get by day to day, saying and doing what he must to make it to yet another day. Partial to free stuff, snacks, and lying through his teeth to avoid hard work or responsibilities.

Ichiban Kasuga: Phoenix

Wonder-boy Ichiban cannot die. Even at his lowest, he doesn't die, he simply transforms and shines even brighter. Although constantly pushing harder and forward in life does tire him out, he always comes back stronger than ever. Somtimes even he's amazed at what he's capable of when he puts his mind to it.

Yu Nanba: Ratatoskr

Known in Norse mythology as the messenger between the eagles Yggdrasil and the serpent Niohoggr, Nanba's time as a homeless man has caused him to observe all walks of life and made him a silent but observant person. Known more his brains than his brawn, Nanba finds ways to be of importance without necessarily shedding blood, either his own or someone else's.

Koichi Adachi: Minotaur

All brawn no brains, our Adachi. He's got a good heart in there somewhere deep down but the years have made him a little jaded. Fears his only purpose is to hand out ass whoopings and nothing else meaningful. Once he gets really riled up, good luck with that fight. The man can really pummel when he feels like it. Spends most of his alone time just doing his own thing. No one really knows what else he does, honestly.

Tianyou Zhao: Qilin

Known as a symbol of good luck, Zhao floats through life either trying his best to give better fortune to others or just getting extremely lucky himself. He tries to make it appear as though it's easy or that it comes naturally to him, but he does exert quite a bit of effort underneath the surface.

Joon-Gi Han: Selkie

Depending on the situation he's in, he can either put on or remove the skin necessary to preserve his own life. Often feels like a fish out of water, pun intended. Typically alone but people find themselves drawn to him anyways, mostly for his physical beauty. Beneath his desirable outer appearance, he harbors great power.

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harventheblorbo · 2 years

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bumblebee, predaking, ratchet n smokescreen reacting to their s/o getting badly injured in a mission pls, i want to see the comfort <333

Bumblebee, Predaking, Ratchet and Smokescreen reacting to their Gender Neutral human S/O getting badly injuring a mission ➵

Containing;.. Bumblebee, Predaking, Ratchet, smokescreen, and gender neutral human S/O

___ is gender neutral

Warning;.. Some description of wounds. Swearing

Authors note: I didn't know if you wanted a human reader or a Cybertronian reader so I just went with human. Hope you enjoy this!

Bumblebee ➥

Poor man would be so stressed about it. He knows how quishy and how they can easily get hurt so when he hears that you have been hurt, he freaks the hell out

He would help with everything that you would have been doing throughout that entire month. Errands was basically erased from your mind and bumblebee mostly did them while he wasn't babying you and spoiling you rotten.

He would often hold you in his arms in his holoform and just tell you random stories as you drift off to take a quick power nap.

He will not be tolerating you getting up. You getting up with a chance of opening a wound up? No no, not with him. Did I mention he cares about you? If not, he very much does

Predaking ➵

He barely stresses but he still does. He hates it when you get hurt, especially at this degree in being harmed. When he learns just how much you have been harmed by someone else, he fuckin loses it.

He would quickly get rid of the person that did it then quickly attend to your needs. His favorite thing to do is to carry you around. Either that be like a kitten in his dragon form, or in his normal form in his hands.

He asks knockout for human medicine and advice to help you get better and actually follows with the advice. And is very happy when he starts to see that your getting better

Ratchet ➵

when he first heard, he tried to stay calm as he could when he had to call miss June to help. He honestly wished that he knew more about human anatomy. He was being taught it by you but wasn't sure enough of himself to operate on you

Man is a grumpy mess. He is mad at himself that he couldnt help and was just a stay at home medic and how he could have helped but didn't. But through your reassurance, he feels better about himself

He learns how to make human food and feeds you it if you need help. If you need rest, he will make sure that no one is loud and keeps the base quiet.

Smokescreen ➥

He is somehow a calm mess. He may seem a bit calm on the outside but in the inside, it's like a rollercoaster of emotions. He honestly has a hard time getting through his head that you will be okay.

He helps the best that he can but he is a bit bad about not dropping stuff so if you ask him to go get something, expect something to be done to it.

Much like bumblebee, he helps with the most that he can and doesn't allow you to get out of bed. For the love of God do not allow him to make any type of food because there will be something wrong with it too.

#tfp #tfp x reader #tfp fanfic #tfp bumblebee x reader #tfp bumblebee #tfp predaking #tfp predaking x reader #tfp ratchet x reader #tfp ratchet #tfp smokescreen #tfp smokescreen x reader #transformers

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theboarsbride · 10 months

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Also!

Which character has changed the most since your first draft of them, and how?

(God sorry for sending so many questions)

(OMG NO WORRIES I LOVE THESE KINDS OF QUESTIONS PLS KEEP SENDING THEM-)

But OH MY GOD!!!!! E D G A R. Edgar from The Monster and the Butterfly is the character that I feel has changed the most since the very VERY first draft of this story. Both in design and character! He and Sophie are some of my oldest OCs, with their story existing in some way shape or form for about 10 years when I first started writing in middle school!

Be prepared for a long post because omg I love rambling about the evolution of characters and stories, I hope you don't mind!!

Also I got excited about this ask so I included a rough visual of Edgar's previous designs:

Starting in 2014 he (or rather she) was Ophelia, a witch that cursed herself with a rogue spell, and her 'beauty' counterpart was a boy named Samael that was sacrificed to her by a witch cult lol. It was very cringe, very much 2010s Wattpad content (i mean...the story literally started with Samael waking up to his alarm and mom waking him up for school)... and I distinctly remember calling this story "Beautiful Beast" because I thought I was being very original with a female beast x male beauty story lmfao (i was not)

Then around that same time I discovered The Phantom of the Opera...meaning that Edgar was going to become a poorly done carbon copy of the Phantom lol. He was like this for about a year, and across the board he was a dragon shifter for some reason? I cannot remember why lol...and also I remember in these versions of the story he had a brother named Lazarus who's FC was Robby Benson, and his 'beauty' in this version was named Kristine and she had a son (???????). Again, very 2010s Wattpad cringe, very much plagiarized Phantom X Christine fanfic (i'm very sorry)

It was around 2016 when I discovered the movie Panna a Netvor/Beauty and the Beast (1979), a very gaudy, atmospheric Gothic horror retelling of the fairytale from then Czechoslovakia. I was OBSESSED With it (and still am!) so I wanted to create a bird-like beast like in the movie. At the same time I was also obsessed with stuff like Black Butler and Penny Dreadful so I was inspired to change this story set in Victorian Era London. But this version of Edgar was VERY horrible and very much made it a tragic horror story rather than Gothic romance. He was the one behind the Jack the Ripper murders, drinking the blood of woman to satiate himself, and had very poorly-written schizophrenia as he was 'haunted' by his dead mom. I did away with this idea around the time of the pandemic because I found the idea insensitive and overly-edgy. But nonetheless this was where TMATB as we know it came to be: Gothic romantic setting in late Victorian era London with a bird-themed beast and a main female character who was into gardening in some capacity.

Then story started becoming more romantic, Edgar went through another design change to now be a fleshy vulture-thing, and was now becoming a sympathetic, gentle beast who loved reading and ornithology. Still I wasn't satisfied in terms of his design tho.

So then around 2020, after wanting inspiration to create a more humanoid-looking beast (and getting such inspiration from Brad Dourif as Grima Wormtongue in the LOTR films and Danny DeVito as The Penguin in Tim Burton's Batman Returns), Edgar's design became this:

While remaining a romantic hero, his role has become the more feminine one in the romance: he is the one needing saving, he is the one often in distress, he reads romances often intended for women, he's a very passive romantic role, etc. Also, his character is now heavily inspired by historical figures like Joseph Merrick (a.k.a. The Elephant Man) and Quasimodo from Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame, so now he's a gentle, well-read, kind-hearted, traumatized emotional basket case we all love today!

I hope this is a satisfactory answer omg so sorry for the long ramble of a post!!

#WIP : the monster and the butterfly #jojo rambles #beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast retelling

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carrinth · 10 months

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The (Re)Adventures of Marzel Amell

Sooooooo ok I ended up binge playing DA:O for the last two weeks. And it might as well have been a blind playthrough because I forgot almost everything ^_^;; Below are Carrinth's Random Observations or Things That Have Happened to Marzel (Redux):

DA armor is still ugly as sin. I'm sorry. Robes 4 lyfe.

Man I tell you, a single Heal spell makes ALL the difference. Especially early on when you don't have money or potions or skillz. Dying less apparently makes game moar fun! SHOCKING.

I have recruited Sten.

I have also recruited Shale for the first time. I love Shale. Shale is best rock. Squish me. (Not really pls don't Shale) DLC ftw!

Sten really, really, REALLY likes my warden this time wtf. His affection is the HIGHEST of everyone, second only to dog. I have no idea how that happened. O_O I just RP-ed Marzel as being very indifferent to Sten. "I'm not here to impress you, bruh." Sten is a tsundere confirmed.

I did the FADE quest. Again. I told myself it wasn't as bad this round and that I'm fine but obviously I'm not fine but you just have to hold it in and my bags are full of junk and I need to sell them bcos I needs the money but I can't leave pls pls let me out LET ME OUT!2111

Wynne talking about what makes an abomination made me have Anders/Justice feels. "If one retains one's humanity, one is not an abomination." 😥

Still bff with Jowan. We bros for life. Alistair didn't like that.

"Teagan! Who iZ dis mAN?" Idk but the second round I really enjoyed her voice-acting. She's a distraught mother close to hysterics. It's amazingly hilarious and compelling! <3

Wait. Wait. I totally forgot about Connor. So wait. We CAN CURE demonic possession??? I thought it was permanent?! No way of saving but death via a pokey sword yadda yadda?? Omg is this one of those 'we could cure you but it's too expensive and you can't afford it' scenarios? IT IS. Poor farmer's kid can't afford a pile of lyrium but if you're the son of an arl? No problem! Whole Circle bending over just to help you. Wow. Goddamn. Chantry/Circle seriously just kill mages because it's the cheaper alternative! >:O

MMmmmm. People say I should save Orzammar for last because it is harder. But. Oghren. But. Difficult. But OGHREN. But BROODMOTHER. DO YOU NOT REMEMBER THE SUFFERING OF DEEP ROADS?! .......... OGHREN. Marzel and friends died a lot. Mostly because I stubbornly wanted my party to consist of Oghren and Shale. That's like, two warriors ugh. We got by. Shale extra conversations were worth it ;)

Got Flemeth's grimoire for Morrigan. Formed a team made only of dude-bros to help Marzel get laid. Which meant they had to make do without any healing or bard song. I named them... the Snu Snu Squad (affectionate). Zevran died almost immediately. (Note: Dragon bum be dangerous position) Marzel stupidly killed his own self with blood magic while throwing his single Heal spell >_> MVP goes to Alistair for keeping alive long enough to whittle away Flemeth's health and died just exact moment Sten landed a killing blow. Grimoire was given and snu snu was had!

Marzel is in weird love triangle where all romancable persons love him. This cannot end well.

Why are there so many Desire demons? Holy crap, with the DLCs I have encountered no less than 4. Were there always this many?? Are Fereldans so horny?

People who challenge MAGES to duels deserve to die... from stupidity. I don't make the rules. You sir, have a pointy stick. Marzel can conjure blizzards and crushing barriers with his fingertips. We are not the same.

MANA CLASH IS OP.

Ok I just read codex that those Wild Sylvan trees are possessed by Rage demons?? Omg. They are Angry Trees. Low-key wanna see Justice fight Angry Trees while yelling about demons.

Haha I missed this game. Now onward to Sacred Ashes and moar stuff I can't remember!

#the return of marzel #ranting about dragon age again after a billion years #marzel amell #Dragon Age Stuff

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dalliansss · 11 months

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Angbang?

ULTIMATE SHIP MEME!

Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!

General:

How long will they last? Depends on the AU, for me, but by default worldbuilding I write with @skaelds they last even beyond the Old World.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? Pretty quickly for Ainur standards

How was their first kiss? Surprising for Melkor's part. Mairon at the time knew him as Thû, maia of Námo.

Wedding:

Who proposed? Mairon, lmao

Who is the best man/men? n/a

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? n/a

Who did the most planning? Mairon. It was a premeditated move hahaha

Who stressed the most? Mairon. Melkor didn't even know Mairon wanted to put a ring on it.

How fancy was the ceremony? - n/a

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - n/a. Ainur do not observe customs like Incarnates (men and elves) do. Wedding is a simple thing: shed their fanar, mingle their fëar. No need for ceremony or vows at all.

Sex:

Who is on top? Again, Ainur don't get intimate the way Incarnates do. Sex for them in shedding corporeal forms and mingling their spirits. But if you're being technical, Melkor mostly 'dominates', because he's Vala. His fëa is infinitely stronger.

Who is the one to instigate things? Mairon lol. Melkor doesn't care much for intimacy.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? It depends lmao

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? Yes

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it. | It depends.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? -

How many children will they adopt? -

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? -

Who is the stricter parent? -

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? -

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? -

Who is the more loved parent? -

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?

Who cried the most at graduation? -

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? -

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? Melkor imbibes more, but he's more into alcohol and wine. Mairon does not imbibe at all.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? -

Who does the grocery shopping? -

How often do they bake desserts? -

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? -

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? -

Who is more likely to suggest going out? -

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? -

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Mairon

Who is really against chores? - Neither. Both can pull their weight along tbh

Who cleans up after the pets? Melkor. His dragons, his work lol

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? Neither

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? Neither

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? Both

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? Mairon

Who takes the dog out for a walk? Mairon

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? Neither

What are their goals for the relationship? For Melkor, finish his Great Work. For Mairon? To just stay with Melkor and order the world.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? Neither.

Who plays the most pranks? Melkor.

#dei answers #one of my pet peeves is actually hypersexualized angbang #like wtf?#why would they even #they're SPIRITS #lol #but thats MY take on it.#angbang #mairon #sauron #melkor #morgoth

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dragmiire · 1 year

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thoughts on the big ganondorf fight(s)! i totally forgot to post them, but i got THOUGHTS INDEED.

okay first off, RLY wish we had a cooler arena for the humanoid fights. Just A Dark Room(TM) felt boring and dull. it would've been neater to slowly walk into deeper and deeper darkness, until finding a light root. then when you light it up, you're face-to-face with The Horrors(TM) (like idk a bunch of gibdo corpses, creepy gloom, whatever) and ganondorf awaiting you. and then you gotta fight in the creepy depths arena lit only by the light root with all the outside edges of the arena pitch-dark and very spooky scary. just. just anything, pls.

MY MAN CAN FLURRY RUSH OUT OF MY FLURRY RUSH?? WHAT. the way i actually screamed when i did a flurry rush (which i rarely do successfully i am SO bad at timing) and he flurry rushed out of it and beat the shit out of me. or when i'd do a flurry rush and he'd just do a sick backflip. what the fuck. why is he so AGILE.

again, HOW IS HE SO AGILE?? he is HUGE and was doing backflips and front flips and flying through the fucking air PRE-DEMON KING MAGIC FORM. if i didn't have to do the stupid army bit every time id love to just go back to watch him do his insane acrobatics.

to beat him i literally had to shove him into a corner against the wall so he'd stop back-flipping away from me. literally every time i would try to hit him he'd slow-motion backflip away and i was going to lose if i did not fudge it a little.

apparently when a dragon dies it causes a NUCLEAR EXPLOSION? PARDON?

also why is it HIS secret stone ends back up on his forehead, but zelda's remains in her tummy?? both of them ate their stones, it made zero sense.

god his demon king form is SO sexy.

lowkey him eating the secret stone, just the intensity of how he seemed to shove it down his own throat? also kinda sexy im weird im sorry.

it took me a total of three hours-ish to beat him, including my first try. as cited to blue, i needed the following to beat him: fierce deity armor (all save for the headpiece at 3 star, headpiece at 2 star), gloom-resistant food, defense-up food, LOTS of gloom removal food, LOTS of heart-up food, and so many prayers.

OH AND I FORGOT, THE FACT HE CAN PERMANENTLY REMOVE YOUR HEARTS?? I WAS SCREAMING?? BRO WHAT THE FUCK??? if i didn't have all that fucking extra heart food he'd have KILLED ME. literally was about to go into a rage if i lost after struggling SO hard.

the dragon fight was super fun and i found it very rewarding, personally, after getting my ass beaten into a blood stain. i honestly don't mind a super easy final fight after a really hard fight, it feels like a lil 'u did it!' final lap.

all in all, i was caught between being SUPER pleased at how hard he was and how they made him rightfully super tough, and also dying because PLEASE nintendo i JUST want to see the last few cutscenes my GOD.

not ganondorf related, but i did like how the game ends with link finally being able to grab zelda, and it was nice to yknow, do it urself. i almost wanted to see what happens if u let zelda go splat but i didnt wanna replay the boss fights if it restarted u. STILL do not like everybody swearing fealty, i didn't like it with the og sages and rauru, ESPECIALLY did not vibe with it and zelda.

idk how to exactly put it into words, it just puts everyone on a subservient level to her when they rly should be kicking the outdated monarchy system to the curb and functioning as equals each trying to boost up their individual societies and hyrule as a whole. but it was rly funny to see link wearing his usual resting bitch face while everyone else is fumbling thru their vow.

#totk spoilers

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cheemken · 1 year

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pls share mre abt the champs pmd au

Okay so technically the same intro of every pmd game where the hero gets transformed to a pkmn and all that yeah, that but w the champions hahah

Lance - Dragonite

Steven - Metagross

Wallace - Milotic

Cynthia - Garchomp

Iris - Axew

Diantha - Gardevoir

Hau - Rowlet

Leon - Charizard

Geeta - Kingambit

Yes I'm not making Geeta a Glimmora bc honest to God this is the first time I ever truly hated a Champion's team so I changed her team a bit in my aus so her ace is Kingambit now, and yeah the Alola champion in my aus is Hau bc I think he deserves it really

Anyways yeah, they all got separated when they got transported to the digital pokemon world or smth and ofc like I said this is very Diantha centric so yeah Dia met this spunky Gabite named Gus and he's like a bundle of energy, asking her a lot of questions and yeah they ended up forming an exploration team bc he always wanted to find a lot of treasures but no one every wants to join him

So yeah, Dia and Gus go on adventures w Dia having random memories abt her past, like how that one time during a thunderstorm she sees this boy donning blue clothes instead of Gus, but damn they're just so similar man and she always had this need to protect the young dragon

Dia kinda became his guardian and yeah he's really happy being w her bc someone finally joined him on his adventures and even listens to him

They're kinda like treasure hunters really, so they go from dungeon to dungeon finding special treasures there and keeping it to themselves hahah

And yeah they meet up w the rest of the champions one by one and Dia's all "oh, they're kinda familiar.."

And yeah some more angsty shit happens hahaha

#like really a lot of angsty shit #darkrai and giratina are the antagonists in this au #and like.. theres this one scene that Dia legit almost killed Cynthia bc Darkrai showed her a nightmare that Cynthia was hurting Gus #Giratina also kinda possessed a few of em like Cynthia Lance and Geeta #but yeah ouo #pokemon #pmd #champions pmd au #pokemon mystery dungeon #an ask and an answer #anon

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the-rxven-king · 1 year

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Still thinking about Amadeus all these years later 💕

Got any OCs you're currently obsessed with atm? The council of I Heart Amadeus would like to know, oh great one of many fabulous OCs~

THE WAY YOURE STILL HERE AND THINKING ABOUT HIM ALMOST MADE ME C RY LIKE

idk who you are and idk if i ever will but know that i think about you sometimes cause it makes my heart so happy that someone loves one of my characters so much even tho i get scared to talk about them more often cause i dont wanna be obnoxious, you are always amadeus anon in my heart and i love you pls come into my inbox whenever you want to ask about whatever i will try to answer quickly sometimes it just takes a while for my brain to feel ready but i will Always try to answer questions about my ocs

i will ramble about some of my characters under a cut i dont wanna flood anyones dash with my bullshit if they dont want it!!! anyone playing in a campaign with me..... proceed with caution if you read!!! even tho i am coming back to this after deciding i needed to be done and. i didnt say too much spoilery shit. i didnt even talk backstory much. its fine.

as for ocs im obsessed with i am Entirely Not Normal about my character nowell, i wasnt fully normal about him when i first made him, but at the time i was only really talking to my ex and all the parts of nowell that really made him Nowell to me were things he didnt want to discuss so i didnt get to explore him to his full capacity. i dont blame him since nowell is one of the darkest characters??? ive ever made???? in terms of the things hes gone through? i affectionately call him a walking trigger warning. but it still made me sad sometimes

now tho? when i was able to put him into a modern horror dnd campaign and i played him a bit before our current hiatus? where ive gotten to fully explore him and every single facet of him, good and bad? it really unleashed him fully in my brain and it kinda makes me really emotional. i fully developed his backstory out more than i felt i could before (because what did it matter before if i could never utilize it? had to dull him down to be easier to deal with and honestly i think thats had an effect on his character now too) and ive learned more about him, hes grown into himself and he truly is out here changing my brain chemistry. i love him so, so, so much and i have drawn him more than any other oc i have im pretty sure. hes my most drawn son and i really wish i was braver about posting oc art on my blog now a days like i used to be in the past because i love my art of him. im pretty proud of it and the way hes made me want to create again. i just wish i could do him more justice yknow??? g uh hes everything to me im holding him so so gently in my arms

and also my boy veth???? g o d i love him sm especially since i!!! recently got to confirm/drop a big lore reveal about him in my campaign thats been going for like 2 years at this point!!! my party finally knows hes the only survivor of the royal family of kuzania and thus the rightful heir to the throne and not the BBEG whose currently ruling! i feel So Free now that i can mention his princely-ness truly i do. hes just. so sweet and so lovely and hes everything i love in a character cause truly i just accidentally made My Type in a man and now its just veth. the only way he could be even more my type is if he was a tiefling instead of an elf but he makes up for that by being like. 1/4 platinum shadow dragon. and one day thats gonna pop out with him i know it to be so. i want him to be able to have a bit of a draconic-ish form because of how STRONG that 1/4 dragon blood is. im gonna work on it eventually, but im v happy with him hes so pretty and i adore him

he also recently canonically got with a PC in the campaign (hes a main story npc!!!) and im So Not Normal About Them theyre driving me up a wall and i literally cried over them earlier this week because my friend came at me with a fuckin baseball bat of an answer to a vague scenario/question i told them about cause im batshit and think about character scenarios every day of my life.

im also leaving my setting for that campaign open for friends who arent playing in it to make characters and throw em in and one of my friends made an au of a character she already had that im Deeply And Completely Obsessed With named creed to put him into this world specifically to date veth cause theyre obsessed with veth like i am their chara and we had joked like "aha what if we just picked them up like barbies and made them kiss just to see if it worked out" and now they are literally The Couple Ever. like there have never been 2 men who were more perfect for each other in this entire world and the way they have a fuckin grip on me. i have also cried over them several times. veth is a poly king and by GOD is he winning rn. we have made this au version of creed canon in stadalon so veth is gonna have TWO boyfriends!!!! perhaps 2 husbands! perhaps 3!!!! cause another friend has an oc to kiss him with!!! we shall see!!!!

guuuuh and also my vampire spawn shadow genasi/tiefling requiem??? recently hes been So Loud in my head. i specifically made him to romance a character my friend made (same one who made creed) named harbinger cause i saw him and immediately fell head over heels and begged her to let me kiss him and other friends in the call at the time he was shown immediately jumped on the bandwagon wanting to make characters in relation to him (2 of them made siblings for him, theyre triplets! and the other just decided to make the most normal man ever (a fuckin lie. theyre Not Fucking Normal) because of the triplets happening and me being like imma out-goth this goth tiefling and out came requiem) and the last friend in call decided hell why not make a whole campaign out of these losers just for this One Blue Tiefling Our Friend Made That We All Love.

in campaign shit is Constantly Happening but me and them were talking and she told me that harbinger is finally starting to get to a point hes falling for him and requiems already been there cause hes disney prince ass level falls hard and fast. im cheering and screaming and kicking and crying i love them so much we keep talking future scenarios for them and im so deeply in love with how soft and gentle and adoring theyre going to be with one another one day and i would die for them both.

plus i just. Love requiem sm hes such a big soft sad bastard and the fact that he loves and cares so fuckin deeply and hes so kind? so open? so genuine? was not in the plans when i first sat down to play him he was supposed to be more moody and a bit more intense than he is now. he held my face before i even opened my mouth to play him and said no. i am kind. i am patient and understanding and i was born to love and to take care of people. i have also cried over him. i love him so so much and im just guuuUUUH yknow what i mean.

anyway. ill leave it at those 3!!! or i will never shut up!!! i have more ive been thinking about a lot recently but i will leave it at my 3 most precious blorbos if you made it this far i adore you pls take all my love

#the raven king speaks #god i talk so much. rip. thank yall for putting up with me

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canoncreepypastas · 2 years

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a fanfic between me, vilkas & farkas 😳‼️

do with this what you will >-< all genders work with this!

THIS IS NSFW AND CONTAINS MANY SEXUAL THEMES PLS

You were walking back from your usual hike; taking the route that would lead you through a rather scenic forest that you always enjoyed passing through. There never were any bandits or outlaws here-- the most you'd have to get rid of is a wolf, maybe two if you're unlucky.

After what happened -literally right before you got here- you needed a calm walk like this. You were attacked by a bandit- one which you were sure had werewolf capabilites.

Just like your pack. You were a companion- newly found involved in the secret circle that contained those with the beast blood of a wolf. This bandit was strong and caught you off guard. They had you on the floor- straddling you with your hands pinned above your head with only one hand. The other hand held a knife to your throat.

It seemed they saw your signature war paint- one that declared you as your own special identity. You were a Dragonborn, a force not to be reckoned with. You had defeated countless dragons, wiped out bandit camps, and killed many giants. They scurried away as soon as they saw the paint.

"Ha, being the Dragonborn really does have its perks!" You said, twirling one of your daggers around your finger, leaning your back against a tree, and watching some birds fly around. Two of the birds began to indulge in a... unprofessional action. You closed your eyes. You stabbed your dagger into the tree, causing the birds to fly away in fear all while keeping your eyes closed. You still took that as your cue to leave- turning to the side and walking. Only to bump into something. You opened your eyes.

"Care to explain why you smell so bad like another wolf?" You heard, the familiar voice of Farkas. You backed up a little- and bumped into another chest. You assume that is Vilkas.

"I can smell where he was. Right on top of you," His voice-a low growl-confirmed your thoughts, "I dont blame him. Look at you, such a pretty and good-looking thing." He grabbed you by the chin and forced you to look at him. "Beautiful eyes."

"Its not like that- We didn't-" Farkas interrupted you by pressing on one of your nipples.

"I don't wanna hear excuses. Be a good whelp and accept your consequences." Farkas would growl into the crook of your neck. You could feel his smirk. Farkas was running his hands all over.

"Once I can get passed the rotten smell of another wolf on our lover, you smell so good, little whelp," Vilkas said, slamming his lips onto yours in an aggressive kiss.

The straps of your armor were coming loose, thanks to the work of Farkas. You felt so small and tiny- like the two of them could crush you between them. You would never complain if they did.

"We takin' turns?" Farkas asked, looking over at Vilkas.

"Fuck yeah, and you can bet your ass that I'm going first"

"Says who?" Farkas growled.

"Im the one who scented them. Im the one who found them. Im sorry you're too dumb to hunt someone in your pack down." Vilkas smirked, continuing to make out with you with the same mouth that just insulted his brother.

"You dont even use your wolf form! At least I can convert to mine without being bedridden for weeks because of the pain it causes me. Hey, [name] did you know that Vilkas cant even control his werewolf form? Arent I the better werewolf?"

You pulled off of Vilkas. You knew first-hand how much his beast blood did to harm him- as a leader, hes had to rely on you to teach his students because the pain is too much for him. Vilkas spends everday in pain. You knew that.

"Stop fuckin' arguing," you panted, "and put a dick in me. I don't care whose." You went back to shoving your tongue in Vilkas' mouth.

You felt the last of your armor fall off- as Farkas unbuttoned your pants. This was all so fast- so needy. How strong was that mans scent?

You felt a mouth by your hole- seemingly Farkas, considering Vilkas was now working on marking up your neck. Vilkas played with your nipples- while Farkas was working that hole of yours open.

Vilkas' fingers were infront of your mouth. "Be a good whelp and suck on 'em for me, we gotta get you nice n prepared."

You gladly accepted the fingers into your mouth- sucking on them just like they told you. Farkas had his tongue in your hole, causing you to moan on the fingers in your mouth. Vilkas pulled his fingers away- a string of saliva breaking as he used the substance to coat his dick.

"Farkas, ive got 'em." Vilkas said as Farkas pulled away, causing you to whine.

"Such a needy whelp. Dont worry, youll be stuffed with something soon enough." Vilkas put your back against one of the trees. "Wrap your legs around me, little whelp." Vilkas said. Almost as soon as you did- your hole was stuffed full with Vilkas' cock.

"Thats it, fuck yeah" He groaned under his breath, his head shoved into your neck.

You felt good. This was not your first time-your first time being spent with a ginger from the thieves guild- so you did not take much preparation. You looked at Vilkas.

"Y-you should move now." You requested.

Vilkas smirked. "Such a good whelp," he said as he began to thrust his cock in and out. He was moving hard- growling into your ear or neck with every thrust. You tried to move your hands to your shoulders but he grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head.

"Did I say you can do that? I dont think so. You do what I say." He growled, pounding into you.

"You can rely on me. Rely on the big bad wolf to hold you up while he pounds the living shit out of you- while you sit and take it like the good whore you are." He said, growling into you. He really was pounding you- it felt so so good. You kept letting out noises that you didn't even know you had in you.

"Gonna make you see stars. Fuck, im seeing stars with how tight you are. Such a good whelp." He said as you bawled your hands into fists- you felt close.

But he pulled out.

"Sorry, babe. Farkas has got to have a turn. And I'm.." he takes a break to pant, "not gonna make him fuck a cum-filled hole. Ill fuck you good again any other time though, and I'll fill you as much as you want." He winked as he moved, gently aiding you to the ground. He kept hold of you, as your legs felt like jello.

"So its my turn, huh. Finally." Farkas said. He shoved his mouth onto yours, "personally, im a little less proper than Vilkas is." He said as the two of you quickly moved.

You were now on the ground. Your back felt sticky with mud, but you didnt care. It was worth it for the cock.

Farkas slipped your legs over his shoulders and went straight to town.

"I'd start out--" he growled, "Easy-- But, seeing Vilkas do what he did.. I couldnt wait anymore!" Farkas growled as he did nothing but thrust his hips in and out of you.

At this point- you were crying. It felt so great- so so good. Words could not describe how important this was too you.

"Wish I could mark you," Farkas added, not letting up on his harsh thrusting, "wish I could find a way to make sure every wolf knows just who you belong too." Farkas said.

He kissed your neck; his hands roaming your chest and body as if it were a prized possession. You felt close again.

He stopped moving, but he did not pull out.

"C'mere, Vilkas."

"I was already ready for this the minute I pulled out, fuck. You ready, whelp?"

Fuck. You had an idea where this was gonna go.

"Ive.. Yes, fuck, Im ready." You said as Farkas laid down, rolling you ontop of him. Vilkas pinned you onto Farkas, crawling over on top.

And suddenly, both of the dicks were in your hole.

"Thats so.. Tight.. Such a good whelp." Vilkas groaned, biting your neck.

And for the rest of the night, you were the one being filled in the wolf pack.

#vilkas #farkas #the companions #skyrim #fanfiction #my writing #writers of tumblr #oneshot #reader insert

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