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sonicsquid3000 · 3 days
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Japan:
Real Victorian era ❌
Idealized Victorian era ✅
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chevlvrs · 10 hours
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Based off their relationship chart cause gilbert thinks of him as a friend & silvio doesn't like him 😭
Underrated ship, in honor of pride month
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aquagirl1978 · 11 hours
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Hi Aqua!! I love your writing! For your naughty or nice event, can I please request a nice Harrison using the prompt "carrying the other in their arms"? It can go naughty too if you'd like, entirely up to whatever you'd like to write!
Hi! Thank you - I hope you enjoy this - it starts out fluffy, then turns a bit spicy.
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Make This Go On Forever
A/N: Part of my Naughty or Nice event Pairing: Harrison Gray x Reader Prompt: carrying the other in their arms Word Count: 796 Tags: fluff to spice
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It wasn’t often when the castle was near empty and lucky for you, today was one of those rare days.
It was Harrison’s birthday, his second with you as a couple, and you wanted to make this day special. You knew he wouldn’t want some big, extravagant event, but something small – just you and him and a table full of his favorite sweets – should be more to his liking.
You were setting the final tray of pastries on the table, so focused on making everything perfect that  you didn’t hear him sneak into the room. Strong arms snaked around your waist, whispered words warming your cheek.  
“What’s all this for?” 
Twisting in his arms, you were greeted by the face of a very handsome man. “You wouldn’t happen to know anyone whose birthday is today?”
He pursed his lips, pretending to ponder your question. “I have no idea,” he said with a mischievous smile. Reaching blindly behind you, you grabbed the first treat your fingers found. It was a cookie, one covered with lots of sugary icing.
You brought the cookie towards your mouth, your pink lips parted. “I guess I’ll eat this then.”
In the blink of an eye, Harri snatched the cookie from your fingers and took a big bite of it. “Not nice to tease me on my birthday.”
“Oh,” you replied, stealing a bite of the cookie, “so now you admit it’s your birthday?” 
Rather than argue with you, he tightened his embrace and pulled your body, closing the distance between you. Dipping his head, he silenced you with a sweet kiss. Head empty, your only thoughts were of the man kissing you as you deepened the kiss.
When the kiss was finally broken, Harri grabbed your hand, eager to sample sweets.
“Oh, wait,” you exclaimed, quickly pulling your hand from his, “there’s something I have to get from the kitchen.”
“I’ll be waiting,” he called out, as you dashed out of the room.
A few minutes later you returned with a tray. Harri was practically beaming when he saw what was on the tray – two glasses and a pitcher full of his favorite, strawberry milk.
He took the tray from your hands and placed it on an empty space on the table. Like the gentleman that he was, he pulled out a chair and gestured for you to sit. Smiling, you thanked him and waited for him to sit next to you.
“Now, let’s eat.”
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After a few dozen cookies were eaten and a copious number of cupcakes were consumed, you and Harri both had your fill of sweets.
“I don’t think I could eat another bite if I tried,” you declared, pushing your plate away. Harri eyed you as you rose from your chair, a fox-like grin spreading on his lips. You narrowed your eyes at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You’ve had too much to drink.”
“What? No, I haven’t. I’ve been drinking strawberry milk with you.”
He shook his head in disagreement. “You’re swaying, you clearly cannot stand up straight.”
“Harri, what is – hey! What are you doing? Put me down!” You let out a little yelp as your feet lifted in the air. 
“That’s better,” he said with a sly smirk, your body cradled in his arms. “You would have never been able to walk all those stairs to my room in your condition.”
Catching on to his trick, you threw your arms around his shoulders and clung to him, pressing a quick kiss on his cheek before he ascended the stairs with you in his arms. 
*****
With a nudge from his foot and a bump from his hip, he had the door to his bedroom opened without needing to put you down. The moment he crossed the threshold,  he finally set you down.
“That’s better,” he mumbled as he leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a more passionate kiss than the one you shared earlier. Hands roamed, fingers fumbling for laces and buttons; the temperature in the room was rising and you both were wearing too many layers. 
Lips parted, his tongue invaded yours, the taste of strawberries from the milk still sweet. He ran his hands down your arms, your loosened blouse falling from your shoulders.
He laid you down on the bed, your arms circled around his shoulders, gazing into his darkened eyes, eyes you could so easily get lost in. He paused, his eyes locked on yours, as if he was simply savoring this moment, soaking it in for as long as he could, before he lowered his head, his lips seeking your heated flesh.
Wrapping your fingers in his milk-tea locks, holding him close, you wondered what you could do to make this night go on forever.
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minanoongi · 5 months
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steve moment
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nan-chi · 1 month
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💅🩷✨
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neerons · 1 month
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Yet another reason to kill Chevalier…
Let’s just pretend Clavis invented smartphones and tried to impress Chev with his camera skills
There's also no way he would ever call himself ugly
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rohansdisciple · 4 months
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this very specific genre of men 💐>>>
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hhoneypop · 4 months
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@hhoneypop. — “ and it's just around the corner darling, cuz it lives in me. . . ”
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englishotomegames · 3 months
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MintLip has announced that their upcoming game Him, the Smile & Bloom (花笑む彼と & bloom) will be released in English on the Nintendo Switch alongside the Japanese release on August 8th, 2024!
This is a game based on a drama CD, and has four female protagonists, each with a different love interest.
"I'll send you the kind of love that makes flowers smile…
He works at a flower shop and you are his lover.
As if smiling at a flower, he showers you with love that’s both sweet and sour. An iyashikei love simulation game.
We bring you a love story connected by flowers."
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ystrike1 · 10 months
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Surviving as a Maid in a Horror Game - By Kim Yomnyom (8.5/10)
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It's another sexy horror game! The difficulty is super high, and there is no love interest! Our protagonist is a level 1 maid! The only way to survive is a long road! The powerless maid must convince her murderous lord! Life is precious! Please don't kill me! Yes, she is kind of pathetic. But hey at least she's trying.
Hilda was an ordinary girl.
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She falls asleep playing a really tough horror game.
It's about a murderous noble man.
The perpetrator/protagonist is really hot.
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It's his one and only good point.
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On the inside he is a literal demon.
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The opening scene is literally him killing a maid, and not regretting it at all.
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Hilda is a gossip prompt,that the player can use to glean information about the killings.
She's...not a super good maid.
She's kinda lazy.
Unremarkable.
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She is horrified to be Hilda.
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By the way the horror game is so gory that it got bad reviews.
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When the game starts Adrian is bored.
Hilda has to make him not bored.
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Chapter one ends with her staring at her uniform in horror.
I think this one can't fail.
The spoilers look good.
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sonicsquid3000 · 2 days
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Ideally, I want to imagine that Jude has a Scottish accent. But deep down, I know in my soul that how he’s written in the game, he’s got a a cockney accent and that breaks my heart.
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chevlvrs · 1 month
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I actually hate Gilbert so much to the point i UNWILLINGLY love him
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aquagirl1978 · 1 month
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Hands appreciation - William Rex
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beneathashadytree · 4 months
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BRAT - RAFAYEL QI X READER
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Warnings : NSFW obviously, marking/bruises, somewhat rough sex, bratty sub!Rafayel, mean dom!reader, hair pulling, handjob, overstimulation, light choking, implied corruption kink, implied dacryphilia, one moment of nipple play, implied voice kink, mentions of masturbation, cum-eating, can be read as pegging or just regular sex because reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : nasty smut
Word count : 1.0K words of filth
Additional notes : I’d been waiting for LaDS to release globally for years, so forgive me for going feral over the men. Rafayel is part of the sassy man apocalypse but I would die for him. Also, I want him desperately.
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“I never said I liked this,” Rafayel managed to gasp out, though his half-hearted words were completely betrayed by his own body. His slightly-bruised hips pushed back onto them, practically begging them to push even deeper into him, and his hands fisted the sheets below him even harder, knuckles almost growing white as he tried to get a semblance of control.
Control that his darling would certainly not relinquish to him.
With a dark chuckle, they pressed their palm onto his sweat-slick back, keeping him still against the mattress. “Could’ve sworn I just felt you clenching around me, sweetheart.” Angling their hips a little, they drove their cock deeper into him, just to hit that spot that had him crying out their name and seeing stars.
A whimper escaped Rafayel’s lips, and with furiously flushing cheeks he buried his head into the pillow. They clicked their tongue in mock disappointment, a hand reaching out to sharply tug at his hair and pull him off the drool-stained pillow to turn his head to the side, pounding into him from behind as he moaned in desperation and pure shame. “Poor baby. You think you can hide your little sounds from me? That’s cute.”
“You’re awful,” he huffed out, still trying to put up a front when his thighs were shaking and barely able to hold him up, and his gaze that struggled to meet theirs was just as fucked out as his body seemed. “Really fucking awful.”
Arching their eyebrow, they wondered how long he’d deny how much he was enjoying this. His hole practically swallowed them back inside every time they began to pull out, their cock glistening as they slipped into him with an almost-pornographic slick sound. “Kind of hard to believe you actually think so when you’ve made a mess out of my bed.”
Their hand fell from his mussed hair to curl around his leaking cock against the mattress, beginning to fist him at a cruel pace. His pre-cum dribbled from his tip, and his hips jerked from the overstimulation. Taking him so roughly from behind and jerking him off simultaneously had him right where they wanted him; needy and wantonly writhing in their sheets.
Rafayel choked out a sob, his back arching as he tried to escape the burning ache of pleasure bordering on pain. How long had it been? Thirty, forty minutes so far? It was a miracle he’d stayed sane throughout it so far. No matter. It was always fun to see him brought to ruin. “F-fuck, ‘m not gonna last like this.” His voice trembled with every thrust of their cock inside him, dragging deliciously against his fluttering walls, telling of how close he was.
“Good. I want to see you fucked into oblivion. Maybe that’ll teach you a lesson or two to keep your mouth shut.” Their laughter in his ear was a dark promise, leaning in and pressing their weight ontop of him just like how they knew he liked it. His weeping tip made it so easy to fuck his cock even faster, their fingers feeling every vein and every ridge they’d memorized.
“Mm, ‘s too much—!”
Every inch of him was burned into their memory; framed into their mind as the picture of his wanton ruination seared itself into their brain. Rafayel was a beautiful man, there was no doubt about it—but for some wicked reason, they always found him most ethereal when he was marked all over his back and chest, tresses of hair messy, and eyes watery. When he was painted in the shades of his own arousal, he rivaled his biggest painting masterpieces.
The arm that had been holding them up snaked up his torso, two fingers teasingly pinching his nipple, earning a dragged out moan from his gaping mouth. Their light touches against his ever-so-sensitive torso had him pulling his lower lip between his teeth, trying to hold back his whines of annoyance at not giving him the instant release that he wants—an attempt they turned futile as they began to fuck faster into him, their unrelenting fisting of his angry red cock pulling a sudden cry from the back of his throat.
A knowing grin on their face, their hand finally found its resting place: curling around his throat in just the right places, with a slight dig of pressure. Both their hips flush against each other as they nestled into him as deep as they could, their other hand now making rough circles to the tip of his cock. His gasping breaths and shaking form almost stilled to a halt as they leaned their head right next to his ear. “Cum,” they whispered.
And the way Rafayel moaned and instantly spilled into their hand, like their word was a command he’d repeat in his head for days and have the filthiest dreams about, had to be the single most erotic thing they’d ever born witness to. Babbling rushed “thank you”s, “oh God”s, even one or two “feels so, so fucking good” and—their personal favorite—“love you, s’ so much”, he was the picture of obedience and submissiveness.
If they could file this moment away in their mind to revisit every time they’d pleasure themself in bed at night, thoughts of him muddling their brain and driving them insane with every time their fingers tried to take his place but never quite managed to, they would.
But all they could currently do was slow their thrusts to a halt, milking every last drop of cum from his cock as it jumped against his abdomen. ‘Adorable,’ they thought to themself, an amused expression on their face. Even after he shuddered and slumped against the mattress, they remained buried inside his warmth, addicted to the feeling of him around them, like they were made to fit inside him.
The heady scent of sex and sweat, along with him trying to even out his labored breathing as the dim lights of the room danced across his pretty, exhausted features—and oh, was he a sight to behold—were enough to have their core burning with the inferno of uncontrollable want. As they brought their hand up to their mouth and licked at his release, they hummed appreciatively at the taste of his raw pleasure.
“Maybe I’ll make it a habit of fucking the brattiness out of you.”
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nan-chi · 3 months
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Pain, Pain, Go Away~
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lucyw260 · 1 month
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Normally MC is the therapist but in William's route, he is the therapist
and I love that
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