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revasserium · 11 months

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midnight cravings

riddle rosehearts; 1,603 words; nsfw, pls dni if ur a minor; all characters depicted as 18+; fem!reader, tipsy!riddle, oral, fingerfucking, senpai!kink???... welp.

you find him with flushed cheeks and sticky fingers, his eyes honey-glazed as he looks up at you over the tray of liqueur-filled chocolates, his lips stained pink with laughter. he hiccups, tongue darting out to lick at his fingertips, his whole body swaying when you raise an eyebrow and blink.

“riddle?”

“o-oh — oops…”

“what on earth…”

he hiccups again, giggling as he stumbles his way towards you, nearly tripping over his very well-polished boots, leaning down towards you with a shy, sly kind of smile that makes your stomach twist like taffy inside you.

“hm… guess trey made them a little strong this year…” he muses, his eyes flickering from your lips up to your eyes and back down again.

“riddle… were those the whiskey chocolates that trey-senpai made for tomorrow’s holiday party?”

“mm… well, he did say i could try one… or two…”

you can’t help the smile stretching across your lips.

“or… seven?”

riddle purses his lips, his lashes fluttering as he lets out a soft sigh. you can smell the sweetness on his breath, the golden sting of whiskey, feel the closeness of his body to yours. you forget that he’s taller than you, but like this, he could cage you in easily, his eyes half-lidded, his smile knowing and lazy and distinctly cat-like.

“don’t make fun of me…” he says, his voice soft as he cocks his head.

“i — i’m not… i just…”

your breath catches as your eyes snag on the teasing edge of his smile, the way it lilts lopsided, the way he still tries to play at innocence even when the tension is palpable between you, thick as warmed butter.

“just… what? hm?”

you know you’re finished before your lips even meet, but when they do, you find yourself whimpering, the force of him startling. and sure, it’s different from how he usually is — sweet, attentive, perhaps a bit on the rigid side, but it isn’t like you haven’t seen him like this before, haven’t felt him like this before — on the occasions when he’s irked or tired or perhaps just a bite too excited. when he’s too happy or dizzy or drunk on life or laughter or you —

like this, he leaves you gasping.

“hm… i was just thinking…” he pulls back, casually swiping a thumb across your bottom lip, his eyes dark and hungry, tracking the wet trail his finger makes as it presses along the length of your mouth, dragging down your cheek till he can tilt your chin up towards him again.

“you never call me ‘senpai’… but you do with trey and cater… why’s that?” he asks, his voice just on the other side of nonchalance, his expression one of sharp, targeted curiosity, like he knows the answer but wants to hear you say it instead.

“i — i’m sorry, i’ll —”

“say it.”

you swallow, catch your lower lip in your teeth, eyes locking with his as his grin spreads cheshire-wide.

“s-senpai…”

his next breath is light, is one of laughter as he leans back down, “mm… good girl.”

you shiver as tingles rake up the length of your spine.

and then your thoughts skid through to pure incoherence as he melds his mouth to yours once more, pulling you to him, kissing you hard, kissing you hungry, kissing you like there’s an entire world somewhere beneath your tongue that he’d love nothing more than to be the cartographer for — you squeak as he hoists you up, always so much stronger than even you give him credit for, plopping you down on the biting cold of the metal kitchen table.

“y’know… i’d come down for a midnight snack originally…” he says, taking half a step back to look you over, taking in the muss of your hair, the ruffle of your clothes, your uniform collar loose and askew, your skin a tantalizing glimmer in the soft, dappled moonlight. and then, he drops to his knees and you nearly hiss in anticipation.

he trails his fingers along the bare skin of your thighs, pillowing his cheek on one of them.

“but i think i might just want to eat you instead.”

“r-riddle — !”

your eyes squeeze shut as he presses open your legs, your toes curling at the openness of it all, at the shock of embarrassment at being spread out like this, on the school’s kitchen table, no less — but riddle hums as he lets his hot breath wash over you, a thick groan rolling out of him as he tugs aside your panties and slicks a thumb through the wetness already collected along your folds.

“fuck,” he murmurs, and it punches through you, the way he says it, usually never one for such obscenities, the word slipping from him, more a prayer than a curse.

fuck, you agree, letting your head tip back as he leans in to lick a slow strip along your cunt, your fingers fisting in his hair, and on any other day, he might’ve balked at the sting, but now, tonight, he only revels in the way you pull him closer, your thighs shaking on either side of his head, the taste of you exquisite on his tongue.

“ri-riddle… please…” your voice trails off into a high-pitched whine as he wraps his mouth around your clit and sucks, leaving you a shaking pile atop the glistening metal table, still loaded to the one side with trey’s chocolate liqueurs. riddle grins, lifting his eyes to watch as you peer down at him, your cheeks dark with color, truly the sweetest, most intoxicating sight. the soft, warm, buzz of alcohol had loosened his limbs and inhibitions enough and he thinks that he likes you like this — pleading for him, shaking apart for him.

“ah… so pretty…” he muses, even as he leans up to press two fingers into you, fucking you slow, savoring the way you gasp and clench down around him, tight, and then tighter, your knees pressing together as if you could somehow keep him there. he grins.

“m-more… ah — ngh —”

your fingers scrabble for purchase you reach blindly down towards him, trying to do something, anything to get him to go faster, harder, perhaps to curl his fingers the way he knows you like. but he only catches your hands, holding your wrists still as he leans over you, his torso keeping your knees spread just so, his other hand still sunk knuckle-deep inside you.

“hehh… i don’t think you’re really in the position to make demands right now…” he runs a tight circle of your clit with his thumb and watches as your entire body arches off the table in pleasure.

“rid-dle — riddle — s-senpai — !”

his body shudders as he lets out a breathy laugh, his head dropping as he finally picks up the pace, fucking his fingers into you hard enough for you to keen before dropping back down to press his tongue back to your folds, sucking hard just to hear you scream.

“mm… look so good like this… so desperate for me, hm? what a pretty… little… pastry…” he punctuates his words with harsh thrusts of his fingers, curling them inside you till he finds the place he’s looking for, the soft, tender spot inside you that has you twitching around him, begging and nearly incoherent with pleasure.

“’m s-so c-close — close —”

he moans loud and lewd against you as he pulls his fingers from inside your cunt, replacing it with his tongue, gripping your thighs as he eats you out hard enough for you to come undone right over his mouth, your body writhing over the metal table, nearly knocking the trays of sweets from their place beside you.

“aah-ahh… we’ve made… a mess…” he says, sounding rather pleased with himself as he pulls back, licking his lips, dragging a thumb across his chin before popping into his mouth, his eyes still locked with yours. you shudder as the aftershocks of your orgasm rake through you, not entirely able to shake the way he’s still watching you, as if this has done nothing to sate his particular brand of hunger.

he gives your thigh a small pat as you take a breath and force your body to sit up, cheeks flushing as you tug your panties back up your legs, smoothing your palms over the material of your skirt as you hop off the table.

“did… did you sober up a bit?” you ask, your voice uncharacteristically quiet as riddle leads you from the school kitchens, hand in hand, his gait still much more relaxed than it would’ve been in the daytime.

he peers at you from over his shoulder.

“hm… not in the slightest,” he says, and you stare up at him as he smirks.

the hallways are quiet as the pair of you make your way towards the hallway of mirrors, your footsteps echoing against the vast, stone walls.

“so… what are you going to tell trey-senpai tomorrow? when he asks you about the chocolates?”

riddle pauses for a second before shrugging.

“the truth, i suppose.”

“huh?”

he turns to you with that tell-tale grin as the pair of you reach the heartslabyul mirror, and he tugs you behind him towards his room.

“that i had a midnight craving, and… that it just had to be sated, now didn’t it?”

#riddle rosehearts #twst #twisted wonderland #twst smut #twisted wonderland smut #riddle rosehearts smut #riddle rosehearts x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst scenarios #riddle rosehearts scenarios #riddle rosehearts imagines #ya nasties #look;;;;; listen;;;;;;;;;;; i saw ONE frame of riddle tugging off his tie in the comic anthology and....#this is somehow what my brain decided to GENERATE based off of that image like;;;; he doesn't even #pull his tie in this fic but somehow. we ended up here. also.#drunk!riddle is gonna haunt me. god fucking damnit.#it's truly.... degenerate hrs all up in this haus for twst.#ur kidding urself if u dont think riddle could eat out like a mutherfuckin champ.#also ! this is my first time putting a banner on a fic! and will prob be the last time HAHAHAHHA #usually there isn't a specific frame that inspires a thing but today there was so i might as well right

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asliceofzosan · 4 months

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So I have a bunch of ideas for long fics because my goal this year is to deliver longer quality fics over short speedy drabbles and one-shots. I have three options that I very much want to make long fics (like ,, 20k - 40k words). I will put the summaries below to help! Two of these are inspired by movies I watched over the holidays where I went "this is so zosan coded."

Eventually I will post all of these but whichever one gets the most votes will be my priority. Reblogs would be nice as well to get more people to vote ! Love yall mwah happy new year 🎊

Fic 1: Three Pirates and a Princess

A baby was mysteriously placed on the doorstep of Ace, Zoro, and Luffy's shared home five years ago. The little girl, who was a result of a one night stand between Ace and Sanji, is now happily being raised by all 4 of them. Throughout the years, Sanji started to fall for Zoro and vice versa but neither have had the courage to face their feelings head-on. When an opportunity arrives for Sanji to further his career in a different country, he is now faced with a conflict between his growing feelings for Zoro and what is truly best for his daughter.

Fic 2: Mr. Prince Diaries

In order to win the hearts of the people in the Kingdom of Kuraigana, Roronoa Zoro must marry a local noble in order to cement his claim to Dracule Mihawk's throne. However, the Vinsmoke family claimed to have the perfect heir to their throne — the third son Sanji. Zoro must juggle between his responsibilities to the people of Kuraigana and his adoptive father and his rapidly growing distaste (and perhaps fondness) for the blonde bastard who wants to take his crown.

Fic 3: Letters to Baratie

Zeff doesn't hear from Sanji often after he left the Baratie to study abroad in Japan. Zeff hasn't ever gotten the hang of cellphones or computers, so his son sends him letters, detailing everything he's done since the last time he wrote. No letter is the same — except for the increasingly growing paragraphs about a certain green-haired swordsman who seemingly drives Sanji up the wall. Until he doesn't.

#one piece #zosan #roronoa zoro #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #niki's log: op #i really do need some help these are ny top three BIG ideas and i wanna know which one people are most intrigued/excited for!#in case yall need to know #fic one is based off of this beautiful movie called three men and a little lady #very zosan coded #then ofc mr prince diaries is based off of princess diaries 2 #last one is a personal dream of mine to write an entirely epistolary fic for zosan

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the-kittens-of-vol-tron · 2 years

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"I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me" is such a klance lyric and I have an urge to write it

#klance #last of the real ones #fall out boy #fics based off songs

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russolaw · 11 months

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thinking about older Daniel being so horny for younger Johnny he's on him the second Johnny comes to his apartment.

Grabbing him by his shirt, slamming him against the door, shoving his tongue down his throat

And Johnny loves it, follows eagerly when Daniel drags him to the bedroom and throws him down, gets fucked so good he feels it for days

#Lawrusso #Russolaw #Karate kid #I cant stop thinking of ideas for sequels to the last russolaw fic I wrote #Like i might make it a series???#One fic would be Johnny going to the zoo wirh daniel and his kids #Another id combine two diff ideas based off of hilda/archie in ugly betty #Johnny wants to go away with Daniel and he says no so he decides to email him a sexy pic and accidentally sends it to all Daniels employees

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liverpool-enjoyer · 10 months

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Any details about uefa high characters?? :>

OMG SURE HI!!!! thanks so much for asking i love talking abt the lil guys i put in lil situations :D

thomas is currently top a the senior class, but thats subject to change

judes been talking abt transferring outta terzics class

luis hasnt bit someone since the sixth grade!!

ronaldo used to go to uefa, but he did some fucked up shit n his parents sent him to boarding school in saudi arabia

when pablos parents found out abt the party in chapter four, they grounded him AND pedri. n pedris not even their kid

kylian runs a small business. n by that i mean he charges ppl to have him do their hw for them

last year, trent n andy left sticky notes all over the principals office as a senior prank. which is weird cause trent was a freshman n andy was a sophomore

literally NOBODY fuckin knows why christian goes to uefa. not even christian.

neymar runs a gossip column in the school paper. anonymously, ofc

in freshman year sergio drank ten energy drinks from the vending machine to try n impress luka n ended up going to the hospital

#last one is based off something my friend did in hs #i hope this sufficed anon!!! i love talking abt this fic SO much so im so glad you asked :D #ty for the ask <3 #thomas muller #jude bellingham #luis suarez #gavi #pedri #kylian mbappe #trent alexander arnold #andrew robertson #christian pulisic #neymar #sergio ramos #luka modric

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canadianlucifer · 11 months

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Am I thinking about a character that appeared for like, two panels and is never mentioned afterwards again? Perhaps. Anyways, Seina Takizawa headcanons-

-She studied psychology in college and became a therapist

-She sits with Rocky while the pup waits for her parents to come home (rip Michie and unnamed father)

-She works with the TSC and United Front providing her services to the countless traumatized ghouls out there

-I assume she had bleached her hair when we saw her in the manga and she has since grown it out back to a light brown

-She likes to wear her hair in a ponytail with a clip her mom used in her bun

-Her dad had a bunch of golf stuff and she plays tabletop golf when she's bored

-She watches the cop shows Seidou used to watch and while she didn't like them at first, they grew on her

-She visits her family's graves every Tuesday and leaves letters she wrote for them

-She saw a cloaked figure at their graves once, though it fled as soon as she saw it. She can't help but think about who it was...

-She found out the truth about her brother when a former investigator noted her last name and told her about him

-She went home and stared at the ceiling for the rest of the day, thinking about what he might be doing and what he had been doing when she thought he was dead

-It wasn't until she visited the graves again she broke down crying

-She wants to see him again but doesn't know what she'd say

-Seidou reads the letters she leaves him and after she left one telling him she knows, he left her one back (what does it say? no one knows (aka, I'm not sure what he'd write yet))

-And her favourite colour is purple

#tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul re #seina takizawa #seidou takizawa #Should I write a fic with those last few headcanons?#specifically one based off Letters by Mother Mother

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moonjellee · 6 months

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liminal wishes

i see you at the back parking lot of a dance studio. drinking in the summer blue of the 3pm robin's egg sky.

the music distorts. a wordless frenzy of sound and you move, alone, to the beat of feet hitting the floor.

i see you in the dark swimming pool at midnight. your hair floats like cascades, rippling through the stillwater.

you sink and sink and sink. though the water is flawless, i cannot see the bottom.

i see you on a bench in the middle of the bustling. under the broken street lamp; hidden in the shadow of neon signs.

though you sit unassuming, none stop to rest beside you. the crowd envelops your absence.

i see you in the alley. the heat draws forth the rain. you tilt your head up, face the storm's caress.

the rain drips down your skin. slow-steady like sticky syrup running over and under your veins.

i see you in the sky through a carpet of silk clouds. you drape yourself with stars and fall through the moon.

wind runs its gentle fingers through your hair, and when people tell tales of your descent they call you a shooting star.

#poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #moonjellee poem #this one is based off of a uquiz i made once. lmao #and also a fic title i think? for the last two sentences #it's about places that i miss #and also places i will never see again. suspended in the warm nostalgia of memory etc etc

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