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#idia x you
angelsrcute · 11 days
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I’ve loved reading through your blog it’s so good!
Would love to request Idia edging his needy s/o with a sex machine while he’s gaming since they won’t leave him alone. They still get his d afterwards, how nice he is just depends on whether he won or lost 😈
DO NOT DISTURB. ౨ৎ
(´∀`*)ε` ) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Dom!Idia + Sub!gn!Reader ➜ cws: use of sex toy, degradation, rough sex, spanking (once), Idia accidentally leaves his mic on. ᡴꪫ‎
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Idia was a very busy man. Busy doing his dailies and playing games!! This man planned to not get out of his room today, it was the weekend and what other way to use it than playing games with his online buddy.
You rather were bored because you had nothing to do and thought of visiting your beloved boyfriend. (and maybe get him to touch grass.)
Now, here you were, your hands bound to the bedpost as you squirm around. The dildo pushing into your hole at a fast pace, stretching your insides. It's so damn close to hitting your good spot but Idia keeps on turning off the machine just when you're close. So mean.
A soft whine escapes your lips, all while idia plays on his pc, his mic on. You were teasing him too much, distracting him, ugh. You were sitting on his lap, your hands ghosting over his thighs, prepping light kisses on his neck. You definitely deserve this.
He proceeds to ignore you, talking so normally to his friend. Another loss, the game over screen mocking him. This dude is so frustrated that he could smash his keyboard.
The sex toy thrown on the floor as he fucks you stupid, legs thrown over his shoulders, his dick kissing your sweet spot everytime he thrusts.
“What? Didn't you want me to fuck you, huh? I am, so be a little grateful. I'm not stopping till you learn your lesson.”
Drool falling on the pillow, eyes hazy as you can't even say anything, only moans and whimpers escaping your mouth. One of his hands on your neck, blocking your oxygen supply. You swear you can see stars!
“It's too much? LOL, should've thought about it before disturbing me.”
His other hand keeps you in place. Tears forming at the corner of your eyes, hands clawing at the sheets. Your neck decorated with pretty hickeys given by him. He lands a harsh spank on you ass, making you yelp out his name.
“You're such a slut, liking this, Y/N..”
He presses a rough kiss against your lips, climaxing with a final thrust. His dick twitches as a grunt escapes him, filling you up with his cum. He falls on top of you, panting heavily.
“Oh uh, I'm sorry, I hope that didn't hurt too much, yeah?” He says as he feels his face heat up with embarrassment. Dude, this looks like a straight out of a hentai video!!
You both hear a message notification pop up on Idia's pc.
“Oh, you youngsters are so lively these days, also you forgot to turn off the mic! keke..” – Muscle Red. :3
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3cremepie3 · 3 months
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The creamery part 3
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Sypnopsis - where or would the boys cream in/on you! Feat : Ignihyde (Idia)
Warnings - 18+ sexual content, Idia x gn reader, sub/ dom themes, cussing, degradation, objectification
A/n - part 3 while I finish off the rest of my request! I hope you enjoy pls reblog this quick lil Drabble
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Idia
Would cream onto your thighs. He was a perverted shut in of course he would have a thigh fetish. It took only the littlest amount to set him off. Bonus points if you wore skirts!
It was a hot summer day and your whole body felt sticky you knew it was time to bust out some of your shorts. You went to Ignihyde immediately tensing due to their heavy use of AC. You should’ve been tense for another reason though your boyfriend was now eyeing the perfect target your legs.
You didn’t even have to take off your shorts he would thrust on any part of them as long as you had a tight grasp on them. He enjoyed your praises as he thrusted into you his gaze searching around your body shamelessly. His hands gripped onto your sides pulling your lower half up to thrust with him.
He would sometimes hit your heat adding a new level of edging to the sticky air. You would sit there admiring his disheveled state. Your boyfriend was whimpering over your legs. His breath soon faltered as he let out a high-pitched moan creaming on top of your thighs. He would always take a picture for fap material later.
But you weren’t done with him. If he got to use you like some sort of doll you would do the same!
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rs-wonderland · 1 year
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OB!Malleus: You said you were going to stay in bed 10000 years!?
Idia: W-well i-, g-good morning...
OB!Malleus: AND aren't you suppost to be asleep, like everyone else!?
Yuu: I- set up an alarm, i guess-?
OB!Malleus: •-•
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rxttenbxnes · 17 days
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We all know that Idia can draw really well, I head canon that he's one of those people that constantly draw their crush, getting every detail and aspect perfectly replicated onto the paper of his sketch book. He'd spend hours on drawing his crush in different poses and filling up pages with their face.
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twisted-dork · 1 month
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Demon Slayer (Yuu)niverse Incorrect Quotes #34 Zenitsu!Yuu has class
Idia: All you care about are ‘hot jocks’
Zenitsu!Yuu: NO!!
Zenitsu!Yuu: Look, I’m a person of substance
Zenitsu!Yuu: And dorky otakus like you turn me on too
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auntietanuki · 1 year
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It's getting cold, so why don't you use your boyfriend's hair to not freeze?
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laurentdirosetti · 1 year
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"Support character"
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{Idia Shroud x gn/MC}
Tags: hiding, cute, shy, curing wounds, soft touches, breathing onto the neck.
You have always been a passionate video game player, so you wanted to get to play with the weeb himself, Idia Shroud. You knew his reputation wasn't the best, among other nicknames, people called him otaku, freak, weirdo... But that didn't really mean anything to you, since you were pretty much the same. Despite being an introvert, you wouldn't define yourself as a shut-in kind of person. You enjoyed spending time with your friends and talking to people from time to time. 
Nevertheless, you were having a hard time approaching Idia, he almost never leaves his room and it was difficult to locate his floating tablet. But one day destiny kicked in: you were walking to your next class with professor Crewel when you heard people arguing in one of the classrooms next to your locker. There was a group of bullies making fun of your well-known floating tablet. 
They spitted out a lot of hurtful things like "you're gonna die alone because you're a weirdo", "if it wasn't for your brother nobody could go near you" or "what's so great about you when you can't even show your face?". You didn't know such pea-brains had the audacity to pick on him, he’s known for being a genius after all, but you couldn't stand it any more and entered the class bravely.  
MC: hey! Stop bothering him and f*ck off!
They turned around infuriated and gave you a glare.  
Bullies: mind your business, you're so little you wouldn't even protect yourself, loser.
Nonetheless, that wasn’t going to move you from there. On one hand, you decided to protect Idia, maybe out of admiration, maybe because of another motive you couldn’t figure out yet. On the other hand, even though you tried your best to look sharp and intimidating, you were actually very scared of those giants—all Savanaclaw students have to be this buffed? 
Noticing you weren’t moving, the king bee started walking towards you at a slow pace trying to look menacing, which was pretty much working, honestly. Your shoulders began to shake. It would be a lie to say you stepped in with a plan to start with. As in games, you never had a plan for attacking the enemies, you just go with all your force —but you haven’t that strength in real life.   
MC: leave him alone… 
That big guy was in front of you and ready to punch you in the face, but Idia's tablet got in the way. The machine screen bursted into pieces that flew all over the place and cut one of your cheeks. The bullies laughed loudly and made fun of Idia's intent to protect you, cutting your face in the process and breaking in pieces. But that didn’t end there,the big one wasn't satisfied with the results, after all, he wanted to hit you.
Without thinking, you took the remains of the tablet in your hands and ran out of the classroom. All the bullies followed you along the corridor. When you turned to the left you felt someone grabbing your hands, making you enter one tiny room. 
Your face bumped with a hard surface, so you placed your hands trying to figure out what it was. Your fingers detected what was a boy’s chest and you rapidly open your eyes and looked up to your savior. The room would be completely in the dark if it wasn’t for Idia’s blue fire hair which let you see his embarrassed expression. His eyes were wide open and his mouth strongly shut. You tried to let some air between the two of you but there wasn’t really too much space to move, so you couldn’t move away from him. 
Idia: so- sorry to bring you to the storage room…I- I had no other alternative in order to lose those NPCs. 
He stumbled over his words, even though he tried looking up to avoid direct eye contact. From your perspective the view wasn’t so bad, it was your first time meeting Idia and from that close. His skin was so pale you couldn’t even find a mark on his body, whiter than the snow itself you would say. The darkness of the storage room added to the light of his hair, highlighting his bones and muscles as he breathed and moved his head to one side. He kept on trying to make space between you, without success. You felt sorry for him and tried to calm the atmosphere, maybe if he gets to know you better he wouldn’t mind making eye contact with you —and even playing videogames together, you wish. 
MC: NPCs? They were more like minor bosses from the in-between levels. 
Idia let out a small laugh and then remained silent. That was definitely not the typical answer he gets when he talks that way. Nobody has ever followed his videogame slang. Most people would hush him or ignore his comments, since they don’t know what he’s talking about to start with. This little word exchange warmed his shaking heart and gave him the courage to look a bit down to see your face. 
MC: that sure scared me, I usually try to avoid trouble. 
Idia: the- then why did you… suddenly charge in?
MC: well… they were shouting bad things at you… 
Idia: oh… really? I was on mute all the time. 
You both stared at each other astonished. He wasn’t having any problem after all, he couldn’t even hear them. Suddenly, you felt really ashamed and your face started to show it by making you blush blatantly. Idia noticed your expression and was kinda amused by your reaction, enough to make him smile viciously while staring directly into your face. Then, among all the red your face could hold, he saw a tiny line of blood that went from your cheek down your neck. 
Without realizing it he was rising up your chin to closely examine your little cut. 
He took one handkerchief out of his hoodie and cleaned away the blood. He was being really careful not to hurt you, giving soft touches to wipe the blood. His other hand was gently placed on your shoulder. You didn’t know this side of him and surely wasn’t disappointed at all. His face was closer than before and you could feel his warm breath mix with yours. 
Once he finished, he realized the situation he inadvertently created: face to face with you, one hand on your shoulder, the other caressing your cheek with a handkerchief, eyes to eyes… He jolted and glued his body against the wall the best he could. It was his time to get red, but ridiculously red, not only his face changed colors, his hair too. 
MC: your hair turned red, are you all right?
Idia: do- don’t look a-at it, ple-please!
His long and trembling hands covered up your vision. You could feel his cold touch and trembling fingers on your eyelids. 
MC: what 's wrong?
Idia: you- you obviously think I’m strange right?? my hair is on fi- fire and even changes co- colors, what a weirdo ri- right??
MC: well, Grimm’s ears are on fire too and your brother’s hair is also on fire, what’s so bad about it?
Idia: Wh- What’s so bad!? I want to live inadvertently and it’s impossible because everyone would lay their eyes on a head on fire, it’s frustrating.
MC: I think it looks very cool, actually.
Idia: I see, yo- you approached me because you think I’m some fair attraction right? 
MC: No! That’s not true! 
Idia: but you approached me because I’m weird right?!
MC: That’s no why I approached you!
Idia: then why did you approach me!?
MC: because I want to play videogames with you!
There it is, you finally said it. After all that yelling, it was easier to shout it out. Now, the room was dead silent. Idia’s hand were still on your eyelids, but you couldn’t feel his shaking anymore. He was calm and his touch felt warmer than before. You took his hands and slowly moved them down. 
Frankly, he was surprised. Nobody, other than Ortho, has ever asked him to play videogames together. It was a first for him and he didn’t know what to say or how to react. He was repeating your last sentence again and again on loop in his head. 
He is a genius, that is true for him, he’s sure his mind and creations are brilliant enough to awe anyone. Nevertheless, he felt so dumb right now…
To be continued
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it-happened-one-fic · 6 months
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However Many Songs - Idia (Glorious Masquerade)
Author Notes: So, I've been having a lot of fun reading Glorious Masquerade and I saw an opening and received encouragement from friends to just go ahead and write some fics for this event. This one is Idia's and I actually didn't have a specific song I listened to while writing this. It was really just some my Idia playlist instead. As per usual, reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!
Type: Gender-neutral reader/ sfw/ Glorious Masquerade/ romance/ fluff
Word Count: 840
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I glanced over at Idia, who was currently looking around nervously at the slew of unfamiliar faces that surrounded us. It was painfully obvious that the young man was nervous, and I had no doubts that his outfit only made matters worse.
It was sad, though, to see everyone else enjoying themselves, even if some of them would never admit it, while Idia seemed perfectly miserable. But then a social, of all things, probably seemed like hell itself to the socially anxious young man.
I found myself shifting over so that I was standing next to him and waiting until his darting gaze finally settled on me. I smiled slightly at the young man who peered at me with an oddly wary confusion as I began to speak, “It really was nice of them to give everyone such fancy outfits.”
I gestured vaguely to Rollo as I spoke, and Idia stared at me for just another moment in silence. He snorted though, seemingly relaxing at my presence as he rolled his eyes at my words, “I guess ‘fancy’ is one word for this get-up.”
I frowned at his sarcastic tone, swatting him lightly on his arm, “They’re nice clothes, Idia. Even if you don’t like them.”
I watched as he actually grinned at my words, twisting to face me more fully. “They’re expensive clothes,” He corrected in a smugly amused tone before gesturing mockingly towards himself as he continued, “You can’t seriously look at this collar and call it ‘nice.’”
My eyes fell to the frilly collar in question before my gaze lifted back to Idia’s face, where I could see a genuine, if arrogant, smile on his face. It was one of the few real smiles he’d worn during this entire trip, and here we were at the tail end of it all.
“Alright, the collar is a bit much… But you do look nice, Idia, even if you don’t think so,” My words seemed to catch him off-guard. Causing his bright yellow eyes to widen as his mocking grin disappeared and was replaced by a surprising expression.
“I know you didn’t really want to come on this trip,” I continued. Knitting my hands together as I spoke, and did my best to put all of the things that had gone quite gloriously wrong during this trip out of my mind, “But I’m glad you did.”
I smiled at him genuinely and got to watch as Idia faltered. Stumbling over his words as the very edges of his hair slowly started to turn a soft pink, “I-I... That’s-... You-...” He grimaced slightly before trying again, “I didn’t really have a choice.”
Despite his defensive-sounding words, I kept smiling. Lifting one shoulder in a half-shrug, “Even so, it’s nice that we’ve gotten to take this trip together.”
I glanced away, watching the people dance by us with laughter on their lips as I continued, “We don’t have very many classes together, so even when you do show up, I don’t get to see you very often. So this….”
I trailed off slightly, briefly watching the couples swirl by us, totally unaware of the two of us where we chatted on the outer fringes of the celebration, before I looked back his way, “Just standing here with you and chatting… It’s nice.”
He stared at me, his hair now a bright pink and his face a mask of wide-eyed embarrassment. He let out a squeaky sort of sound that seemed to have been him starting to say something before he looked away, coughing slightly.
When he tried again, I could more clearly understand his flustered words, even though he was still looking away from where I stood next to him, “I guess if you look at it that way, it is nice.”
He looked back towards the masquerade ball that still swirled its way across the floor just in front of us as a soft, comfortable silence fell between us.
I didn’t even know how many songs had already been cycled through as I continued to watch him closely from the corner of my eye. Finding myself smiling as his hair returned to its typical blue and his mouth twitched slightly before a defeated sigh escaped his lips, “We stick out like sore thumbs standing over here like wall flowers.”
I laughed at his bitter words, earning myself a half-annoyed look before his expression cleared and he tilted his head, “Hey, You.” I blinked in surprise at his stare and oddly pointed words. He looked suspiciously like he’d thought of something.
He swallowed, almost like bracing himself for something, before he straightened and held out his hand, “Dance with me for one song?”
Despite the slightly commanding phrasing, his voice was soft and held the slightest of timid quivers. 
That tell-tale pink tint slowly returned to his hair as soon as he spoke, and I felt a grin slip onto my face as I took his hand and responded honestly, “I’ll dance with you for however many songs you want, Idia.”
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angelsrcute · 6 days
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THEY CATCH YOU READING/WATCHING SOMETHING SPICY. ౨ৎ
(´∀`*)ε` ) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Sub!Idia, Dom!Leona + Fem!Reader ➜ cws: fingering, watching porn (Idia), reading something related to hunter/prey themes (Leona). ᡴꪫ‎
‎ ꒰ † ੭‎ Pt. 1, for the event!
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꒰ঌ 𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐚 ໒꒱ — 🪦
Idia who was out because a delivery had come for him, he had ordered some manga and videogames.
You were spending time with him, playing games and stuff, now alone in his room, you decided to go through his laptop for fun. You don't know how you clicked on a porn site, but holy shit, that looks so sexy. The girl in the video was reducing the guy to a pathetic mess, fucking the guy with huge a strap-on. Edging him and making him beg. Your fingers were pumping into your cunt, it easily went in because of how wet you were.
The door opened, “Hey, Y/N, look at this limited edition–” Idia screamed. He was already thinking of running away, the blue-fiery hair turning pink with embarrassment. Dude's definitely fucked up once he sees you staring at him with that goofy smile.
“Wanna try something, babe? pleaseeee..?”
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꒰ঌ 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 ໒꒱ — 🪦
He was super bored today, he wanted nothing but to laze around and have a nice nap under a shade. When he got to the garden, he saw you sitting under a tree. Great, you'd make a good pillow.
When he gets closer to you, he sees you're reading a book. Very focused. Interested, he silently sat down behind you, “He caught her and pinned her on the ground, saying ‘Caught you little prey,’ He proceeded to rip apart her clothes–” He read loudly. He lets out a chuckle when you smack his face with the book, blushing as you curse him out. He quickly pins you down on the ground, towering over your form, hands slipping between your thighs.
“Now, herbivore, how ‘bout I make you feel the real stuff? Start beggin’ already.”
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dollwritesarchive · 2 years
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If you are still acepting ideas for kinktober, maybe sexual mindbreak (kinda like brainwashing by pleasure???) with any character of your liking from Twisted Wonderland? Or public casual cockwarming? ....AAAAAaaAa I hope those aren't too weird or hardcore
yes!! omg don’t worry love, not at all too weird or hardcore 💕 i chose mindbreak because i already have a cockwarmimg fic for kinktober & i chose idia because i’ve been itching to write some crazy yandere idia!!
𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 ( 𝒾 𝓉𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ) ⎹ 𝓘.𝓢.
❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ twisted wonderland / kinktober 2022 / @dollsotome-library
❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ yandere idia shroud x reader ( f! )
❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.
❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ dark fic, dubcon turned consensual, mindbreak, past bondage mention, idia has some homemade toys for reader, overstimulation and multiple orgasms, anal and vaginal penetration, suggested hostage / stockholm syndrome
❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.3k / mini musing
❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.
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Idia was terrified of being away from you. just the thought of you left unsupervised on campus with your fellow classmates was enough to send him into a fit of jealousy— he wished he could go with you to every class and ensure that not a one even spoke to you, but the need to stay hidden was just as overwhelming.
still, he knew what a gem he had in you, and surely the others could see it, too.
what if they tried to steal you from him?
he couldn’t let that happen.
that was why he’d brought you to his dorm, and you’d never left. with tablet in hand, as he sat as his desk, he watched your visage squirm on the bed in the other room. he could hear you moaning from the open door to his left, and every single time you’d call out for him he wanted to sprint to you, attack you, and bury himself so deep inside you that you felt him in your bones. but every time, he’s restrained himself. you hadn’t been ready.
however, when you cried out this time, and your back arched off the bed, he could hear the desperation for him in your voice, and he knew you were ready.
his hands were shaking, so he gripped the tablet with one and shoved the other in his hoodie when he meandered into the bedroom— he knew the second he caught sight of you squirming on his bed he was done for. one hand up against the pillow, and the other gripping your own breast, your hips were rutting up into the air, and his little project, two thick and pumping dildos fastened to a makeshift chastity belt, was whirring at the speed he’d set. you’d endured so many orgasms today alone that there was already a puddled wet patch of sheets under you, and your thighs glistened with sweat and essence. from where he stood in the doorway, he could see the base of each, thrusting into you at opposite rhythms, keeping both of your holes occupied. and then there were the vibrators: three high powered, blue bullets that he’d modified with tacky, flat bases that were stuck to your body— one glued to your clit beneath the waistband of the device, and the other two sucking on either nipple.
the goal had been to override your brain with so much pleasure that it simply malfunctioned. and, by the glassy look in your eyes and the drunken half smile on your lips when you saw him watching you, it’d worked. maybe he’d even overdone it.
his eyes fall to your wrists. he made a mental note that the rope burn had almost completely healed. restraints were no longer needed, you didn’t tell him that you wanted to go back to your own dorm anymore, you didn’t beg for him to turn the device down or to let you go back to class.
“I—Idia…!” you mewl, grinding into the air.
Idia took his time though, taking slow steps into the room, and his golden gaze drops to the tablet in his hand; one swipe of his thumb and he’d switched over to the device’s accompanying app, and he rolled the pad of his finger along the virtual dial. the machinery whines in response, pumping into you faster and harder. “It’s hard to focus on doing both of our assignments when you moan that pretty,” he muttered, but he was breathless. you gasp, and your head drops back, and his heart skips a beat. “You’re… so damn distracting…” he comes closer, watching you with hungry eyes, and his free hand comes up, pushing wild blue flames away from his face. they hiss in submission, curling behind his ears and down his back as he sits on the bed beside your writhing form. “Should I make you another cock to suck on while I work to quieten you down?” but truth be told, he didn’t want to do that. if he couldn’t hear you moaning, whimpering, screaming out in ecstasy— then it wasn’t worth it.
you push your lower lip out in a heart-melting pout, trying to force your heavily lidded eyes to stay open so you can look up at him, “Mmm— missed you…” you pant, both of your hands grabbing at his hoodie, trying to pull him closer. “Missed— you—“
heart pounding, fingers twitching, Idia’s eyes are alight with joy to hear how needy you sounded, and feel you pawing for him. “Say that again.” it was almost a plea as he scoots closer, dropping the tablet against the ocean of sheets. both hands grab and cradle your face.
“I missed you!” you moan, eyes threatening to roll back from how furiously you were being stretched and filled.
the confession alone is enough to have his cock twitching against his thigh, and he leans closer, until he can feel your hot, little puffs of breath on his mouth. “You want me to stay with you?” you nod, squirming, “Beg me, baby.”
“Please, Idia, mmnn, please please stay with me!”
“And you don’t ever want to leave me?”
you shake your head, brows knitting together. your breathing was ragged, and your toes kept curling, the muscles in your thighs and your belly contracting— you were on the brink of another orgasm.
“You’ll… never… ever… leave me.” he rasps out, lips ghosting over yours as he forms each word. you’re desperate to taste his lips, your own parting and trying to catch his, whispering each word he says under your breath as if reciting a mantra. “You’re mine. You’re happy to be mine.”
“I’m happy, fuck, Idia, I’m so happy!” another nod, and you hold on to his hoodie for dear life, “Kiss me, please,” you whine, “kiss…”
it was beyond tempting, and his tongue flicks at his couplet in anticipation, but he merely stares at your expression as your eyes close, before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your temple. “You’re close, aren’t you, baby?” he asks, and he glances to the tablet on the bed as you nuzzle your face into his neck. you didn’t even mind when the flames of his bangs flicked at your cheeks, you peppered his cool skin in loving, sloppy kisses instead. “So close…” with your face smushed against his throat, you nod, fervent, and he reaches over to tap twice on the screen of his tablet.
the device slowed to a stop, and you began to fidget, babbling in protest and trying to rock against the toys. “W—wait, wait, wait, I—“
“Shh,” Idia replies, kissing all over your forehead, willowy digit tapping another button and swiping; the machine releases from your body, toys pulling out, and then falls against the bed, “shh, baby, hold on to it. Don’t let it slip,” he’s already shoving the device aside and peeling out of his hoodie, nudging himself between your trembling, open legs, “this one is mine. I want to fuck it out of you myself.”
you stare up at him, eyes glazed and mouth hanging open. you’re happy. “I’m yours.” you whimper.
you’re happy.
you’re so fucking happy to be his.
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yan-lorkai · 6 months
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.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Exam month is finally over so I'm celebrating by writing this. The concept of Hades!Idia and Persephone!Reader is interesting and has been on my mind since I read something similar a few weeks ago, I have many thoughts about it but this drabble has to suffice for now. This and I love Idia, he's so cute 🥺
Warmings: Yandere content, kidnapping.
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Some say that love is letting go. Love is letting the person you love fly away, experience and live and be happy without you around, that's love.
If that was true then he should feel guilty now. But all Idia feels is a huge peace course through his body now that he finally has you so close, close enough to hear your shaky breathing, close enough to hold you in his arms, you're only a few meters away - and yet, you're so far away from him.
The raindrops hit the window glass rhythmically, but it doesn't seem to bother you. You stand in front of the window watching and missing spring and the huge forests you knew since you were just a child, you miss the sun on your skin, the smell of flowers and everything that reminded you of home. Of Olympus.
Your face is hidden from him, but Idia knows, even though he hates it, he knows the look on your face is sad. It's melancholic. You were always attached to your mother and he took that away from you.
And he's about to take more from you.
Idia assumes there is nothing to be done. If he tries to comfort you, you will ignore him. If he tries to hug you, you will fight him with all your might. So he lets the silence fill the space in your heart that he can't fill, not yet, at least. He lets you count the raindrops, name them and watch them disappear, if only to hear your whispered voice.
Sooner or later, Idia knows you will realize that he has no intention of hurting you in any way. And when you do, maybe you'll also realize that no matter how hard you try to escape, you can't leave the Underworld now that you've eaten the pomegranate seeds.
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erenspussy420 · 2 years
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Twst Guys who are gonna use you like a 🍑🍆💦 part 2
As promised another post about this because I brainrotted too much and this is the result. Feat. Jamil, Jade and Idia.
MDNI 18+ONLY
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Jamil Viper.
*dying noises* I CAN’T BREATHE FOR VARIOUS REASONS AND NEITHER WILL YOU. Jamil wipes his leaking cock on your cheek, leaving a smear of his fluids on you. There's something in him that twisted in glee seeing your face covered in his fluids. "Open your mouth," he commands and you open your lips ready for him to take, "Now, be a good servant and pleasure your master”. Jamil sighs in content as his cock slides into the warmth of your mouth, the softest of suckling on the tip of his cock makes him hum in pleasure, feeling your tongue swirl around his head. The grip on your hair tightens as he pushes you to take him more. It's cute, how you're trying so hard to take him completely in your mouth, drool leaking from the corner of your lips and hands clinging onto his thighs for support.
The sweet little noises you make as  face fucks you at a brutal pace to keep chasing the high your warm mouth gives him, eyes teary with every thrust. The silk sheets under him crinkle around the hand that was supporting him. Is it wrong to get serviced on Kalim’s bed? Yes, but it was rather gratifying, defiling something like this with the crush of his master, their lips wrapped around his cock, they were so eager to get down on their knees for him– with an enraptured look in their eyes. Jamil’s hips buck upwards as you swallow around him, Jamil laughs, low and throaty, he can feel the build up of what’s to come, he pulls you off of his throbbing cock, taking you out of your trance. “Open wide, I’m going to give you your reward for such a good job.”
So what if the sheets get dirty, they’re going to be cleaned anyway.
Jade Leech: He’s a curious man, and honestly good luck to you sweetie, you’re gonna find out what you can help with that. He is squeezing your shoulders in assurance as your body shakes, the mushroom shaped head of the dildo enters your wet hole, as Jade coaxes you with a coy grin. You whine as inch by inch it fills you up, your legs shaking as Jade reaches down and spreads your lips apart, his hands bare for once, rubbing the slick over it, he runs his thumb over the hood of your clit, making you clamp your thighs around his hand. Jade pats your head with his free hand,  before sliding over to your neck, the softest of squeezes, tilting your head back enough to look up at him.
"Now Prefect, don't get too relaxed now," the devil is a whisper of temptation, his eyes looking down at you with such an intense look it’s smothering, "We just started after all."  the glint of his eyes shakes you to your core. Jade, ever the gentleman, kisses you with such tenderness, you almost forget how he convinced you to help him in understanding the stamina of non-magical humans.  He freed his trapped hand, and with both of them, they crept under your arms, pulling you up before slamming you back on the dildo he bought for you. You let out a loud cry, as the bulb hits the spot that made you see stars. Then again and again, Jade fucks you with the dildo he gotten just for you, his eyes taking in the glistening wet arousal that coated the toy. You’re crying his name, causing a strain in his slacks. Ah, so this is what Floyd was going on about the day before, Jade muses, he was right though– your cries were as enchanting as the sirens call in the mist. He kissed your neck tenderly, as your body trembled from the non-stop riding. You're beautiful, skin covered a thin sheen of sweat, your skin hot and burning, your fluids dripping onto the sheets, and your body arching pushing down to take the toy more in you. The smell of your arousal, the pupils of his eyes dilate, his tongue peeking out the corner of his closed mouth. You’re begging him to touch you to use you as much as he wants. Jade can’t wait to test you taking his merform.
The seed of a merman is quite thicker than a regular human, perhaps you would like a taste?
Idia Shroud: Okay, I’m gonna be honest, I don’t like him that much, however he is using you like a fleshlight. Sign me up. Just no questions, he rolled the gacha life win here. I know what he’s like, but HEAR ME OUT OK. UGH HE CAN TOTALLY CAN, YOU JUST GOTTA LET IDIA DO HIS THING. The new hentai simulation he bought, really does deserve the high praise it has. What Idia appreciated more was the game's settings letting you design your own personal love interest. And of course what does this gross shut in like him do? Dedicate that avatar to you. His personal pocket pussy for him to fully explore and enjoy.
Truly the best real thing, he wanted.
Beads of sweat drip down from Idia’s forehead, the taste of metallic iron on his tongue from biting his bottom lip to hard, to keep himself from fucking spilling to fast. The hot warmth of his ‘pocket pussy’ was so life-like, the way it clenched around him, wet for him. In the game, the ‘you’ face has their eyes screwed shut, with their blouse ripped half way with your bra keeping your tits from his view. In his defense, his hands were occupied being on your hips as he pistons into ‘you’. Your avatar is screaming his name, thank Sevens that the walls of his room are sound proof. The thighs around his waist, squeeze him rocking back into his groin sending lighting up his spine. His fingers digs into your hips, the pressure building up, his thrusts now erratic trying to catch up to it. He gasps, “Fuck!,” a low whine leaves him, as his seed releases into ‘you’, your walls clench around him milking all his cum. Idia rips off the headset, a lusty grin plastered on his face, “Hey prefect, how about another run?”
Time for the simulation to start up again.
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axica-cattleya · 1 year
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briarvalleyarchives · 9 months
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ANTHEMS OF OLD
╰┈➤ ❝ just as the young fae prince once fell asleep to an ancient lullaby about an encounter in a dream, known throughout briar valley, the children of men in nations far away too have their songs and ballads passed down through generations. as different as our worlds might be, we all find hope and guidance in their melodies. ❞
Event Duration: June 15th — July 31st
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1. Sometimes, It’s Not Meant to Be • [Malleus x Reader]
In which you and Malleus grow apart.
by @xxheartspadexx
2. Someday… • [Malleus x Reader]
❝ someday these dreams will all be real, still then we'll wish upon the moon. change will come, one day... some day soon. ❞ — the hunchback of notre dame
by @pyroxeene
3. Ma Belle Evangeline • [Ruggie x Reader]
Ruggie contemplates his love for you.
by @ryker-writes
4. When She Loved Me • [Malleus x Reader]
Malleus reflects on the love he shared with you.
by @ryker-writes
5. That’s How You Know • [Leona x Reader]
Leona shows you his love for you.
by @it-happened-one-fic
6. The Second Star To The Right • [Silver x Reader]
silver meets you in his dreams but can't talk to you and when he finally enters your dream there's only...
by @yunarim
7. They Live In You • [Malleus, Lilia]
Perhaps for the first time in his life, Malleus tried to look harder at himself. He never noticed how, even if he was still young, one could see without a doubt, he was Malleus Draconia, and he was their child.
by @curekibouka-writing
8. Love Is A Song • [Silver, Lilia, Malleus]
Children are creatures of love and magic. If so, he’s willing to stay right here and give the last of what little he has.
by @curekibouka-writing
9. A Conversation • [Silver, Lilia, Malleus]
A light that has once touched you would never fade, the magic never vanishes. It seeps into moments of your life, and dwells in the best parts of your heart.
by @curekibouka-writing
10. I Won’t Say (I’m in Love) • [Leona x Fem!Reader]
In which Y/N refuses to say that she's in love.
by @vera-deville
11. When Can I See You Again? • [Idia x Reader]
After classes you go with Ortho to Ignihyde to play with Idia. You end up eating noodles with him for dinner, and before you leave is when your conversation warms up a bit.
by @cheapshrimpysheep
12. Always There • [Malleus, Lilia]
❝ always there to warm you in the winter.... always there with shelter from the rain... always there to catch you when you're falling... always there to stand you up again... family...❞ — Lady & the Tramp 2
by @pyroxeene
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gentlegiantberry · 2 months
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Stalkers
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Stalker! Idia x stalker!gn! reader
Prompt: Idia and reader stalking eachother, eventually finding out.
Warnings: stalking, light cursing, obsession
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Idia Shroud. Your one and only true love. How did you meet him? Doesn't matter. Are you friends? Well... you could say that. He knows you, you think. Maybe not. Who cares? You love him, that's all that matters.
It's another regular day. Wake up, go to class and then do whatever until tomorrow. Well, that was the original plan until you saw him. Your one and only.
What was he doing there, out in the open? Meeting up with someone? No, he couldn't have. He doesn't like being outside, why is he here? Doesn't matter. You need photos.
Click.
Click.
Click.
It's a good thing you brought spare film. Taking secret photos for your shrine is a tough job. Idia is just so perfect, how can you not take as many photos as possible? Just look at him. That dark blue hair which reminds you of the starry nights when you stare at his photos, those bright yellow eyes you could get lost in, those blue lips that just look so kissable...
He's perfect in every way, really.
And then he leaves your sight. He's in the Sam's Mystery Shop. That's okay, you can wait. You can wait as long as needed. For him.
Two minutes, three minutes, four, five... what's he doing in there? Avoiding you? No, he couldn't be. He would never.
Ah, there he is. He's carrying a bag in his arms. What's in it, you wonder...
Click.
Click.
Click.
More. You need more. From every angle possible. He's so perfect. You really do adore him. But why is he in such a hurry? Did he see you? Possibly. You hope not.
You keep taking photos, not even realizing you're following him. Many photos later, you're already in the Ignihyde dorm, watching him enter his room. How sad... But that's fine. You have photos. You can cherish him in the comfort of your own room, where no one will disturb you.
You start to walk back to your dorm, not even knowing your beloved is watching you. Sure, it's just through the security cameras but it's the best he can do. Watching and admiring from the comfort of his room. He's been watching for awhile. Following, not leaving you out of sight. How could he? You're so perfect... I mean, the camera footage shows it right there. All the clips he has saved, all the angles, everything. It's just adorable. Of course he knows you love him, he's seen you taking photos. He knows how much you adore him and yet he can't bring himself to tell you. Why? Not even he knows.
Well, that was until one day, while you were going about your normal routine. You've been taking photos for hours now. This is the longest Idia's ever spent outside, I mean, it's a miracle! Sure, it's out of character for him but whatever helps you get more photos.
He's on a bench, scrolling through his phone. He stood up. Take more photos, he's leaving. Should you follow him? Yes.
Where is he going? Oh, the Mirror Chamber. He's going back to his room, you guess. Or not..? That's the mirror to your dorm! Why is he going there? Does he want to pay you a visit? Shit, what are you supposed to do now?! You can't just run past him!
Idia walks through the hallways of the dorm. God, he's cute even with his hood up... He knocks on the door to your room. No answer. He knocks again. Nothing. He looks around and grabs the door handle. He opens the door and...
Wait, he opens the door?! Did you not lock your room?! Shit, shit, shit! He's in your room, he's gonna know! You have to run after him, you have to explain! He's gonna understand.
"Idia, I can explain!"
You stand at the door way to your room, Idia is right in front of you, staring at all the photos of him that are plastered all over the walls. You just hope he doesn't hate you now.
He turns to you, , giving a slight smile.
"You... like me?"
"I'm obsessed."
"...me too."
It was the happiest day of your life.
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I tried my best. I can't really write stuff like this but it's been on my mind for some time, yk yk.
Rules and preferences of my writing! Please read before requesting!
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l1tw1ck · 1 year
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Shrouded in Pleasure
Idia shares his fantasy with you, hoping you'll turn it into a reality
Bottom Idia Shroud x Top!Masc Reader
{Request}
CW: Consensual Mind Break, Handcuffs, Fingering, Overstimulation, Orgasm Denial, Nipple Clamps, Aphrodisiacs, Degrading, Dom/Sub, Vibrator, Anal Sex, Breathplay, Creampie
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When Idia told you about his fantasy, you were pretty shocked. His fantasy to be fucked so hard that he loses his mind and can't think anymore, to get rid of all his anxious thoughts and be in your warmth. You didn't realize it was something he'd be into but you're interested in fulfilling his wish.
You went over the safeword or any actions that'll stop the whole thing immediately with him over and over, making sure you don't end up doing something that makes him uncomfortable. But he'll most likely be unable to say anything when you break him so even though you're worried, you know he has a lot of trust in you.
After going over all the ground rules, you were finally ready to turn his fantasy into a reality.
You lean over Idia's naked body, his arms behind his back and restricted with fluffy handcuffs and his nipples pinched with pretty clamps while your fingers stretch him out.
"'M gon- gonna come~" Idia shivers.
"Already? You're so sensitive." Your fingers slam into his prostate, but your fist is wrapped around his length and preventing him from getting his release.
Idia whimpers but doesn't complain.
You pull your fingers out take a small jar of pink liquid. "Say 'ah', it's an aphrodisiac."
Idia opens his mouth and swallows the liquid you pour into his mouth.
You run your hands along his body. "It's pretty strong and activates fast, I bet if I..." Your voice trails off as you tap the tip of his cock, the sensitivity from the previous denials and the aphrodisiac has Idia arching his back and coming all over his chest and stomach.
After coming down from his high, Idia looks at you with a worried expression, thinking he'll get punished for coming without permission.
"Don't worry, baby," You kiss his forehead. "As long as my hand isn't squeezing your tiny little cock, you can come as many times as you'd like."
Idia blushes.
"Speaking of." You open a drawer and take out a vibrator specifically created to be wrapped around someone's penis. You slide it onto his length, some cum spurting out from the touch. You set it at the lowest setting so there's always stimulation but not enough to make him come.
You slot yourself in between his legs, tugging your underwear down just enough to free your length. You push your cock inside his well stretched hole, watching Idia's expression contort into pleasure.
You bottom out and hit his prostate, causing him to come all over himself again. "Ready?" You pull on one of the nipple clamps.
He moans and nods, you start fucking into him before he can even verbalize anything. Idia arches his back and floods the room with moans, as well as further flooding his body with his own cum.
You slap Idia, not because you're upset but he likes when you slap him. "How many times are you gonna come, hm? At some point you're gonna start shooting blanks." You wrap your fist around his dick, preventing him from coming again.
"'M sorry~" Idia moans, fine with not coming as long as you keep fucking him. "Fuck- yes- yes!"
You flip him over, hand leaving his cock. You shove Idia's face into the pillow and fuck the air out of his lungs. The clamps on his nipples push against the bed, causing more pain and far more pleasure for Idia.
His moans are muffled by the pillow and his head starts to feel fuzzy. You land a harsh smack to his ass, slightly thin spurts of cum shoot onto the bed as Idia tightens around your cock.
He further loses his mind the longer you keep his head on the pillow along with the other constant stimulations. Idia giggles and drools into the pillow, biting his lip when you pull his head up for air.
"Co- come.." Idia mumbles with a goofy grin on his face. "Inside mh- me..."
"I don't know if you deserve it..." You tease, moving your hand down to his crotch and reclaiming its rightful place on Idia's sensitive little dick.
Idia repeats 'please' over and over, sobbing and unable to make a proper sentence.
You push his head back down onto the pillow to shut him up. "You're already getting so much, and yet you want more?" You chuckle. "You're lucky you've been so good today."
Idia can barely hear you or even make out what you're saying, all he can identify is your tone. He whimpers and tries to say sorry but fails thanks to the pillow.
Your thrusts end with a stuttering halt as you come deep inside him, happiness quickly washes over your boyfriend. You move his body onto his side, giving you a look at his red tear stained and drool ridden face, quickly getting you hard again.
It doesn't take you a second to start fucking him again. He's so broken that moans are the only things coming out of his mouth.
He's finally gotten what he wanted.
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