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kqnai · 1 year
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based off one of his idle dialogues ☺️
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marinaescamaazul · 2 months
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"Wish fulfilled"
(I feel so silly drawing loving things with my MC, but at the same time I feel so happy) 🫠
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sapphireicecream · 8 months
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Seems he has someone special on his mind~ 🤔👀🌸
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pandamimi · 1 year
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Windy autumn day in the devildom 🍁🍂
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emilia-in-a-polo · 4 months
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A date with death is out and that means more fan art of sweet Grim and Bree in a red carpet look ✨🥰
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porcelaindragons · 2 months
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New silly otome game
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mageofseven · 10 months
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MC Explaining DiaLuci Fans to Diavolo and Lucifer
MC: So yeah, they don't whether they wanna fuck you points to Luce or you points to Dia
MC: or like, both of you? But they definitely want you to fuck each other.
Luce: Why? What is wrong with these people?
MC: I dunno shrugs They love you two a lot and want you both to be happy?
Dia: I like these people. I want to meet them.
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bosusdopi · 3 months
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my obey me mc ^__^
(she/he)
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chirp-a-chirp · 2 days
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Devour and Delight: Roy’s Wedding and Wedding Night
Fandom: Court of Darkness (Roy X MC, MC named Carla)
Rating: First third PG/Sugary sweet; last 2/3 R/Sweetly Spicy (Minors/folks under 18 do not interact please!). The spicier section is in dialogue format.
Description: Roy and MC get hitched—and clearly enjoy their first honeymoon night. Part One to this story here: LINK HERE
Word Count: ~2700
Tags: Wedding; wedding night; fluff; sweet and spicy; soft smut
A private ceremony takes place in a garden near the Invidian royal chapel. A little girl clutching a basket marches down the aisle, the frills of her dress bouncing energetically. Roy smiles indulgently as the girl curtsies to him at the altar.
“You performed admirably, Nica.” He adds. “Your excitement mirrors mine.”
“Yay!” Nica runs to her older brother, Rio, who serves as Roy’s best man. She had practiced her flower girl routine diligently for a week. No one had the heart to tell Nica that, in her excitement, she forgot to drop any of the petals.
“Sorry about that mate,” Rio says quietly to Roy after ushering Nica to her seat.
“There is nothing to apologize for, my friend.” Roy eyes Nica’s overflowing flower basket, grinning. “I have a better use for the petals this evening.”
“What use could that be—“ Rio stops himself. Roy’s gaze is transfixed upon seeing Carla.
King Klaus walks Carla down the aisle. “I thought I’d only get this honor with Sherry,” Klaus murmurs, his voice choking. Carla can’t help but be moved that the King is reacting like a proud parent this day, his emotions clearly etched on his face.
The audience witnessing this wedding is small—some palace staff, Rio, Lynt and their immediate families, Sherry, Grayson, and Roy’s parents. The Invidian people and other foreign princes will be present for the public ceremony—and all the royal trappings along with it—in a week’s time. But this day is for Roy and Carla.
Carla can hardly contain her emotions as she grasps Roy’s hand.
“No escaping now,” Carla whispers jokingly, her eyes drinking the sight of him in his suit.
“Escape was never an option for us, Heartspell.”
King Klaus makes a gracious escape and sits next to his wife and daughter Sherry. He’s all but sure from Roy’s lovestruck stare that his son did not remotely register his presence.
“Roy’s brimming with passion. It just took the right woman to unlock it.” Roy’s mother notes fondly to King Klaus.
“If he can keep it unlocked until the ceremony ends!” Sherry giggles.
The officiant intones some very poignant and meaningful words—of which Roy would confess later to not recalling much of at all. He does recall every word of his and Carla’s personal wedding vows. When that time arrives, Carla turns and places a gold ring with an etched rose motif on his finger.
“The world is comprised of darkness and light. For years, I struggled in the dark, seeking a life worth living. But then, you arrived. Thank you for being my light—my source of inspiration and joy. I vow to spend every day giving you the same love and happiness you’ve gifted me. To ease the burdens you carry. To lift your spirits in times of sorrow and doubt.”
A beautiful smile forms on Roy’s face from Carla’s words. He places a diamond ring on her finger before clasping her hands.
“The world may be comprised of light and dark, but you brought color into my life. I love you with all that I am. My soul has transformed from knowing you—your goodness, your kindness, your perseverance. I vow to cherish you for eternity, to be the one you can turn to when you require. To comfort, soothe, and protect in times of need.”
The officiant asks if there are any objections. Carla withholds a giggle when Roy scans the crowd and briefly narrows his eyes as if anyone would object. Her thumb caresses his wrist to soothe his nerves.
The officiant pronounces them man and wife. Carla represses the urge to leap in Roy’s arms due to the audience. Roy senses her hesitation and pulls Carla to him in a tender embrace. As their lips touch, Carla whispers on his lips.
“I love you…husband.”
Time stops briefly. Affections overflow as they gaze into each other’s eyes.
“And I love you...wife.”
There’s a joyous celebration at the Castle. The festivities blur in a series of dances, feasting, and good natured ribbing of Roy and Carla being unable to keep their eyes off each other. The moment King Klaus and Queen Charlotte leave, Roy makes his excuses, picks Carla up in his arms, and dashes away.
Carla: Roy! So impatient! Her voice echoes the hallway. What will people say?
Roy: Patience would be rather unusual at present. It is not as if tonight’s plans are a secret. Roy smirks while carrying Carla towards their chambers. Upon feeling her cheeks blaze, his voice lowers. I have the most beautiful wife in my arms. All I desire is to spend time with her.
Carla: Define spend time. Carla nuzzles her nose against his neck as Roy opens their chamber door. I have some ideas…
Roy: Roy chuckles at her coyness. His eyes close briefly at feeling of Carla’s breath against his neck. He steps inside their chambers and locks the door.
Well then, please enlighten me.
Roy puts Carla on the ground. His thumb traces her jawline before lifting her chin towards his gaze. His eyes reflect adoration, love, and rising heat. Carla’s thoughts scatter at his look.
Carla: Roy…She is overwhelmed. A part of her wonders if she closes her eyes if she’ll find this day, nay their entire relationship, nothing more than a dream. She grasps Roy’s free hand. It’s real, solid, radiating warmth. His fingers curl against hers on instinct.
Allow me to burn this beautiful image of you in my mind. Please.
Roy: His eyes widen with surprise—he has been called fair of face by many, but none have mattered before meeting Carla. His expression softens.
Take your time. The corner of his mouth quirks. Please inform me if I pass your inspection.
Carla: She walks a full circle around Roy, eyes roaming up and down from the tips of his shoes to the top of his head. Roy breathes heavier at her examination.
It’s not everyday a girl marries the most handsome prince in Saligia—inside and out. Her voice trails as her arms wrap around Roy’s back.
Roy: He embraces Carla softly, resting his head on top of hers. You understand you've completely melted me, yes?
Carla: You’re standing upright, so not ALL of you has melted. She kicks off her heels and nuzzles against his chest.
Roy: He is determined to make this a night she’ll never forget. One of joy, of gallantry—
Carla: How about we unwrap our…wedding presents? Her fingers untuck shirttails from Roy’s pants so she can caress his sides.
Roy: …gallantry be damned.
Carla: Her hands wander to Roy’s shoulders as she removes his jacket. Carla hums in approval as Roy’s hands travel up her back and slowly undo her dress.
I REALLY despise buttons. Her hands shake as the top three buttons of Roy’s shirt are undone. There is an innate satisfaction in unveiling one another’s skin with their own hands versus using magic—even if their wedding attire consists of the tiniest most cumbersome buttons in existence. Her lips lap Roy’s chest as more skin is exposed. Carla’s wedding dress falls to the ground in a pool of fabric.
Roy: You are exquisite. Beyond exquisite. Heartspell. I love you.
There are more eloquent ways to express these overflowing emotions. But, those are the words that matter.
Carla: Though they’ve come together many times before, this feels different. Her skin is covered in goosebumps as Roy’s fingers trace her curves. His touch is revenant yet burning. When Carla finally gets Roy’s shirt off, she gasps as she’s lifted in his arms. Her legs wrap around his waist, their kisses quickly becoming ravenous. Roy walks to the bed and lowers Carla down, his lips never leaving hers.
Carla’s hands drift to Roy’s waist to take off what remains of his attire. Despite their passionate sounds, Carla can’t help laughing as Roy kicks his shoes off with serious impatience.
And YOU may hate shoes as much as I hate buttons! Even as she laughs, her lips seek Roy’s body vigorously.
Roy: He half laughs, half growls in impatience. His hands finally remove the few articles of clothing clinging to their bodies.
Believe me, you’re well worth the effort of unraveling, dear wife. Roy groans as their lips devour each other, caressing said and unsaid desires.
Carla: Her fingers dig into his rose gold locks. Oh God Roy…
Roy: He moans at her touch, her body, her heart—it is pure heaven. His hands travel up her thighs, tracing every inch, seeking her heat.
Carla: This…this is a problem. She murmurs softly against his lips and neck. I want this moment to continue, but your fingers…oh, just like THAT.
Carla’s fingers dig into his shoulders as Roy’s fingers concentrate on her most sensitive spot, lightly at first and then encircling intently.
Roy: He laughs softly as she murmurs against him. Roy’s touches become all-consuming, her reactions driving him wild.
Just like this…yes? Roy feigns his questioning tone. He knows Carla loves it.
Carla: Her legs quiver from the sensations of Roy’s fingers in her. Carla feels rather than sees Roy smirk as his head is buried against her neck.
Roy, I…her eyes close as she becomes undone by his touch.
Roy: You already need me this much? He grins at her body’s quivering, the lurid wet sound of his fingers loving her. While he wants to savor his Carla, the wanton desire on her lips fuels a need to make her delirious with pleasure. Roy continues to twirl and pump his fingers the way she enjoys it until he brings Carla to her peak.
Carla: Her body convulses against Roy, her mind going blank. Carla clinches his shoulders and cries his name, lips pressed against the top of his head. Her body sinks in the bedsheets in the aftermath.
Roy…though her limbs still shake, Carla pulls Roy closer to her. She should not be the only one delighted this night. Plus, Carla wants to replace the slightly smug look on Roy’s face with another expression. She whispers in his ear.
Your turn. Her hands slide towards Roy’s waist, tracing light circles on his hips and upper thighs.
Roy: He groans softly in anticipation, his mind clouding as Carla pulls him closer. Roy’s breath is shallow and short, Carla’s fingers sending his body into overdrive.
Carla: I’m not the only one in need it seems. Carla purrs against his skin. One arm encircles Roy’s waist while the other tantalizes his length. Her lips press a wet trail across his upper chest and neck.
Just like this…yes? Carla mimics Roy’s previous teasing tone. Her face is flushed, but seeing Roy slowly come apart is an absolute treat. Her tongue swirls on his chest as her hand moves faster on him.
Roy: He groans as Carla’s tongue and fingers perform wonders. Carla’s name falls from his lips, as if it’s the only thing he can utter. Roy is certain his heart will explode from Carla’s ministrations. His hands clinch the bedsheets, his vocalizations intensifying.
Carla: And now to test how soundproof our chambers are.
She nips his neck, stroking him faster still until he comes undone. Carla takes her other hand and glides her fingertips across his whitening knuckles until they relax into her touch. Light kisses now cover bite marks in soothing pecks as Roy recovers.
Roy: Her actions send him to a point where he doesn’t care if the whole Castle hears him. His voice cries out and his body shakes and slumps. A towel is magically summoned to their bed.
It appears we both need this, Heartspell. Roy chuckles ruefully, wiping their bodies as he catches his breath. Carla rests her head on his chest. A smile spreads across her face when Roy drops a kiss on her forehead.
Carla: It appears so.
Carla breathes in a mingled scent of sweat and roses—Roy always smells sweet Carla thinks. She drapes an arm across his torso and lets a comfortable silence remain between them before speaking.
I said you were handsome in your suit Roy. But I prefer what you wear now. Carla can’t see Roy’s face from her position, but she can easily imagine his cheeks turning pink.
Roy: Is that so? Even when I am all...sweaty like this?
Carla: Yes. It’s you in your most natural state—no political trappings, no formal words, no masks. Just you and your heart exposed. Her speech is a bit sentimental so she tacks on an addendum. And no one else gets to see your pretty body and reactions but me. I rather like that.
Roy: He responds back in a teasing tone. You just had the best view then, did you not?
Carla: Carla buries her head against Roy’s chest and laughs heartily. Cheeky man.
Roy: I can never resist teasing my gorgeous wife.
Carla: You couldn’t resist teasing when I was your consort or fiancé, you know.
Roy: Well, you make it so easy. How am I supposed to ignore teasing someone as beautiful as you?
Carla: Carla sits up, looking down at Roy in mock indignation. Oh, so it’s MY fault?
Roy: Of course it is. Who else's could it be?
Carla: Perhaps, JUST PERHAPS, the rascal prince I’ve married!
She throws a pillow in Roy’s direction, but then notices rose petals on it. She scans her surroundings and sees the bed and most of the carpet sprinkled with rose petals, the room cast in a golden light from numerous candles.
Roy… Carla gestures to candles and roses. You sweet man…. Her cheeks turn pink.
Roy: His eyes catch Carla’s glances at the room. It’s a cute reaction he’s compelled to play with. Roy sits up, grabs another pillow, and tosses it towards Carla. Oh, did you just notice the candles and flowers?
Carla: YES! She deflects the pillow.
Roy: You can thank Nica for supplying the petals. A much better use of them I dare say. Roy smirks and tucks a strand of hair behind Carla’s ear. Too bad you didn’t see them until now. Were you distracted?
Carla: I was as distracted as YOU were! Or were our moans not indicative of this?
Roy: You do inspire quite the response from me. His fingers caress the back of Carla’s neck. And here I thought I was a good, quiet boy.
Carla: HA! She launches herself so Roy’s on his back and she’s lying on top of him. You’re good in another context though…
Roy: And what context is that?
Carla: The “your wife wants to pounce you” context. Carla straddles Roy’s hips enticingly and presses her lips to his.
Roy: Her playful desire envelopes Roy. Their kisses grow intense, thorough, and ravenous. They crave without hesitation or restraint. Roy twines his fingers in Carla’s hair and uses momentum to flip their positions. His hips move against hers, entering her in one smooth powerful stroke. They gasp at the instant fireworks unleashed.
Carla: She is mesmerized—his lips, his touch, the way he yearns for more intimacy, the blaze of Roy’s golden eyes as they give into the moment of being husband and wife in every sense of the word.
Roy…Carla hopes he can feel the passion she has for him. More.
Roy: Roy calls out to her, eyes aflame, skin on fire. He presses further into her, their rhythm increasing rapidly.
Feel me. With all that I am.
Lips devour, seeking her everything—her cries, her sighs, the words she tries to express. Roy tries slowing their pace to prolong the moment, but it’s no use. Carla matches his pace, digging her fingers against his back as the pounding pressure crescendos. Roy encircles one arm under Carla’s waist and tips her slightly upwards, pressing further until they hurdle over the edge together, their voices crying out.
Carla: She feels Roy collapse on her shoulder. They roll onto their sides, clinging to one another. Carla maneuvers her position slightly. She closes her eyes and slowly massages Roy’s scalp, his head resting between her breasts.
Ahhh, so this is what happens when we pounce each other.
Roy: Yes, and your claws are truly sharp.
Carla: What would people say if they knew WHY their prince was so tired now? Her words are soft.
Roy: He murmurs. They would understand it was due to our constant pouncing. Very constant.
Carla: Carla yawns, her fingers slowing to a stop.
Roy: Roy moves back upwards, gathering Carla in his arms. Rest up Heartspell. There’s still the rest of the honeymoon to enjoy. He runs his fingers through her hair, savoring her presence, until they both succumb to slumber.
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annicaax · 1 year
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Mikoto's first CG is... a kabedon! 😅💖 This title, this guy is so cool...
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howlieee · 1 year
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MC on their first day as student council officer:
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kqnai · 1 year
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mammon always sneaking glances at mc when he can 🥰🥰🥰
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chadsuke · 8 months
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Comics Read in 2023:
The Whole of Humanity Has Gone Yuri Except for Me Vol. 1 by Hiroki Haruse (2019)
The Whole of Humanity Has Gone Yuri Except for Me Vol. 2 by Hiroki Haruse (2020)
Ogi's Summer Break Vol. 1 by Koikawa (2021)
Ogi's Summer Break Vol. 2 by Koikawa (2021)
7th Time Loop: The Villainess Enjoys a Carefree Life Married to Her Worst Enemy! Vol. 1 by Hinoki Kino, Touko Amekawa, & Hachipisu Wan (2021)
7th Time Loop: The Villainess Enjoys a Carefree Life Married to Her Worst Enemy! Vol. 2 by Hinoki Kino, Touko Amekawa, & Hachipisu Wan (2021)
7th Time Loop: The Villainess Enjoys a Carefree Life Married to Her Worst Enemy! Vol. 3 by Hinoki Kino, Touko Amekawa, & Hachipisu Wan (2022)
My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! Vol. 1 by Satoru Yamagachi & Nami Hidaka (2019)
My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! Vol. 2 by Satoru Yamagachi & Nami Hidaka (2019)
[ID: Covers of aforementioned books. End ID.]
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sapphireicecream · 2 years
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When I first saw MC in the new V Bday CG I thought the camera straps were braids, so after realizing they weren’t, I decided I really like her with side braids lol 💙
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chaoffee · 11 months
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Random, what if the mc from Twisted Wonderland is trans masc? I’m not caught up with the game currently or the comic, but just a thought…the school is an all boys school so…
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thewarinourstarwars · 3 months
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Lila Faust is my main MC for the indie game, A Date With Death, which I absolutely love, and I wanted to spit out my hcs and lore for her
She loves the winter as her favorite season
She's a fashion designer by day and was inspired by the likes of bratz, which she was obsessed with and still collects to this day
she loves doing video games and coding though, and used to work in a sort of freelance programming position for medical care
grew up with lots of sisters and you bet I chose the academic rivals-to-lovers option for her parents
she has a little pet bunny named Mizuki, after the rabbit in the moon!!!
she's super open and expressive, and is very earnest in a way that our dear Grimmy doesn't expect, like admitting her loneliness and whatnot
I just like her and her aesthetic okay?
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