Fanfiction

I'm okay. I just haven't been writing very much, for this blog anyway. I haven't had much inspiration. Thank you for caring.

I am!! I haven't been working much on requests because I have so many fanfics I've been working on! You're welcome to request things I just only write when I feel like it. I'm sorry if this wasnt what you were looking for, dear!

You're completely entitled to your opinion, my dear! I love romantic DLAMP- or even just LAMP, it's a shame there isn't more fanfiction for it (I'm very tempted to write some).

As for Prinxiety, I think they're both switches. I can see both Virgil and Roman having different urges at different times. Like, if Roman is being irritating or bratty, I think Virgil would want to mount and fuck him until he's a moaning mess.

Logicality I think is the pairing that has the ultimate top and bottom energy. I dont know why, I just like thinking of Patton as a top, taking care of Logan and wanting to make him feel good. And Logan as the bottom that wants to be good for Patton. (Patton is just good material for a daddy kink.)

I do!! I love shipping and this fandom is no different!! Some of my favourite ships are Intrulogical, Moxiety, Deceit x Logan x Remus, DLAMP, Moceit and Patton x Remus.

Intrulogical- Honestly, I can see them both as bottoms and tops. But I think Logan would be more of the bottom in the relationship.

Moxiety- Patton is the top. No question. Virgil will definitely be the bottom.

Deceit x Logan x Remus- Deceit is the top. Logan and Remus are both bottoms in this one, unless Deceit asks them to do otherwise.

DLAMP- Depends. Usually Logan and Virgil will bottom but Roman and Deceit might bottom too. Patton usually wants to take care if them, so he'll often stay the top.

Mociet- Deceit is the bottom in this relationship. Patton is totally the top.

Patton x Remus- Following the trend, Patton is the top. I have a thing for Patton being the top, okay? Remus is such a bottom in this relationship.

If your dream is anything like your request, I envy you, my dear. And I’m comfortable with just about anything (besides anything to urine or shit), so of course, I can do this!

Warnings: Smut, Remus, Tentacles, Aphrodisiacs.

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Dating Remus definitely had its ups and downs, both literally and metaphorically. However, it was never boring. This was especially true in the bedroom. You didn’t mind vanilla, it was always soft and sweet and was a reminder to the both of you of how much you loved the other. That being said, sometimes getting downright nasty was the most amazing experience. 

Remus was always coming up with new ideas to spice up the bedroom scene (not that it wasn’t a flaming tornado already) but one idea sat with you quite nicely. How could it not when you loved to be fucked like a toy? 

“Tentacles?” You asked, your eyebrows furrowing as you repeated his suggestion. Though your boyfriend was hectic and not always super thoughtful, he did like to bring things up with you before actually trying them out. “How does that work?”

Though it was an odd suggestion, you couldn’t say it didn’t strike a certain chord in you. You could already feel the heat settle over your body like the rays of the sun hitting your body on the beach. You could already picture being filled, tossed around like a doll, unable to do anything but squirm with so many tentacles holding you. 

Remus giggled, a sound you adored because it meant trouble. “How about I show you?”

Before you could respond, Remus snapped his fingers and all your clothes disappeared. You would’ve gasped and covered yourself… if this wasn’t a usual thing. So, you shrugged and went with it. No matter what, this would be pleasant. 

“Woah…” You muttered softly as long, smooth tentacles dripping in a black goo appeared out of Remus’s back. Each one was a bit different in size, some bigger, some smaller but otherwise, they were all pretty much the same. 

“I’m going to ruin you,” Remus promised, with a smile that holds all the mischief and lust he was feeling. His eyes were dark, nearly as black as the liquid that seeped off his tentacles, and you opened your legs for him and moaned needily, wanting him to follow through on his promise. 

Smirking at your response, all his tentacles shoot out at you at once. As soon as the slimy things wrapped around your legs, arms, waist and breasts, you could feel your mind going numb, and the only thing left was arousal and heat and the need to let him use you. 

Your need burned away in your stomach, and you moaned, trying to find some stimulation by grinding on something but all you were getting was the heated air against your dripping cunt. It was too late to realize you were now in the air, your arms held behind your back and your legs spread far apart, and your breasts and nipples being played with. 

“Remus~” You groaned, vision too hazy to actually see him but your eyes were pleading. “Please~ I need you~ Fuuuccckkk!” Your words were slurring, and there was a moment where you figured he was using some kind of drug or aphrodisiac on you but the thought was quickly extinguished by your need. 

“Is the little whore that desperate?” Remus laughed, though it was hard to hear over the sound of blood rushing through your ears. There was a hand on your leg, doing nothing but letting it slide down and yet it felt like molten lava against your skin. A whine tore through your throat at the mere touch. “Oh! She is!” 

“Sir~ Pleeeaasseee!” You moaned out, not even feeling the cold tentacles against your heated skin anymore. Remus must have been feeling generous because soon you felt something cold and wet rub against your cunt. 

Your body jumped at the sensation, then the trembling began. It was so close, so, so close to just plunging inside your needy cunt but it wouldn’t. The tentacle just kept rubbing against the folds, which was enough to leave you a gasping mess but not satisfy you. 

“Such a little slut, I don’t think one tentacle will be enough,” you can barely hear Remus muse in his amused tone, chuckling to himself about your desperate nature. You want to open your mouth to agree, but nothing comes out except a little whine. 

“Bas-tard!” You manage to choke out, your mind only clearing for a moment, before it was dipped back into the sizzling of pleasure. It was impossible to concentrate on anything but the tentacle rubbing against your folds and the ones playing with your nipples. 

“Such a dirty mouth,” Remus tuts, like the hypocrite he is and smiles almost innocently. Except nothing he does is ever innocent. “Maybe I should gag you. Yes! That sounds like a great idea!”

Without a chance of thinking about what he’s talking about, a tentacle pushes past your parted lips and slips down your throat. You moan around the appendage, your eyes becoming half-lidded, muddled with pleasure. Despite the icky black liquid, the tentacle almost has a sweet taste to it. After being with Remus for so long, your gag reflex is non-existent.

“That’s a good little slut, suck that tentacle like the needy whore you are,” 

You do as he says like there was no other choice in the world. You let it fuck your face as you swallow as much as you can. Remus, below you, is letting out soft noises- well, they’re probably not soft, but you can’t hear much. 

That’s when the tentacle rubbing against your folds suddenly thrusts inside you, making you scream in pleasure, your back arching as much as it can in the position you were in. The tentacle gave you no room to adjust- not that you -really needed it- it just started fucking you, hard, rough and fast. Almost like a machine. 

You could have sworn it was going so deep it was bulging inside of you. The moans that you couldn’t stop were muffled by the tentacle that ruthlessly fucked your face like you were a toy. After a while, it all felt so normal. You were in heaven, fucked out, so close to cumming, and in complete serenity. 

Until both tentacles grew wider, stretching you out nearly to the point of it being painful. Your throat stretched to accommodate the girth, but your cunt felt like it was getting fucked by two cocks (which is actually pretty fun, in your opinion). And they didn’t slow down, not even for a second. 

A scream tore past your throat as you came. Hard. Your whole body trembled and the tentacles still didn’t stop. The overstimulation was uncomfortable but not unfamiliar. And it went away quick enough. 

“Did you really think I would stop just because you came?” Remus laughed mockingly, his thumb rubbing your clit- barely touching it, really- but it made your eyes slide to the back of your head, another orgasm being fucked from your body. “Oh! I want to see that again!”

“I think my babies are ready to fill you up,” Remus giggled, though his giggling was cut off by a low moan. In a normal state, you would’ve asked what he meant but whatever he did to you in addition to being fucked within an inch of your life made your mind a bit empty. 

That is until a warm liquid with a salty taste exploded in your mouth and in your cunt, filling you to the brim until you were nearly choking and your stomach was bulging. Without even considering anything else, you started gulping the liquid down, swallowing the tentacle along with it. 

“Wow! You are such a fucking whore, swallowing all that cum. Maybe I should keep you like this, my breeding whore. Ready to just take all the cum, all day long. My personal fuck toy. I like that idea, don’t you?” Remus hummed while another tentacle, a bit smaller, slipped into your cunt along with the big one, moving deeper into you when the big one was moving away. “Oh, that’s right! You can’t talk over that tentacle in your mouth!” 

Your whole body was burning, both from the pleasurable ache and from the actual pleasure. You came a third time, feeling the cum in your cunt squirt out of you along with your own juices. 

Your body was moved but you couldn’t even feel it. You were so focused on the tentacles assaulting your body and filling you with even more cum. The one in your mouth slipped out, making you gasp for air and choke on the leftover cum left in your mouth. Though the feeling of air in your lungs didn’t last long because Remus’s fingers were digging into your scalp and forcing his cock down your throat. 

Your nose was pressed against his pubic hair, inhaling the sweaty smell that was undoubtedly your boyfriend. He kept your head still and fucked your mouth as if you were only a fleshlight. While he was keeping your mouth busy, a tentacle slid down to your ass, two more stretching your cheeks apart so the tentacle could enter and fuck your ass. 

Never in your life have you felt so full- both of cock (or tentacles) and cum. And you absolutely loved it. 

“Mm, my dirty little whore. I’m gonna paint you with my cum, fill you with my cum. And you will love it because that’s what good sluts do. Look at you, taking a tentacle in your ass, two in that cunt of yours, and my cock in your mouth. I could just keep filling you with tentacles until your holes are so stretched out I’ll have to create something with an even bigger cock to satisfy you!” 

Remus and the other tentacles all came in you at the same time, and that was enough to make you cum harder than you’ve ever cum before. Your body slumped, and you felt yourself succumb to the darkness. 

When you woke up, the tentacles were gone and you were sitting on Remus’s lap as he played with your hair, pressing kisses to your shoulder and neck. Your mind was beginning to clear and the heat was dissipating. 

“Oh good! I thought I might’ve killed you,” Remus giggled softly, planting a wet kiss to your cheek. It made you chuckle, both the words and the kiss. Only your boyfriend could say something so weird and make it cute. “So how was it? Did my little slut like that?”

“Yeah,” you said with a smile, kissing his lips, “I feel so full. And messy. I need a shower. But we should do that again.” Cum was all over you, on your face, your chest and your legs, still dripping from your cunt. The smell was unpleasant but nothing that wasn’t unusual. 

“Hell yeah! Maybe next time I can make them vibrate,” Remus suggested with a cheeky grin. 

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Of course, my dear! I’m sorry you feel that way and I truly hope this makes you feel better! I’m not sure if you want romantic or platonic, so I’m just gonna do romantic. 

Warnings: Remus

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Roman

-Whenever you’re feeling down, you know you can always turn to the brave Roman! He will face any beast for you, even if the beast is yourself. 

-His first instinct is to coddle you with so much affection you don’t know what to do with yourself! He’ll hold you close, arms caging you in so all you can do is focus on him. 

-He’ll pet your hair, combing his fingers through the strands. If you’re sitting, he’ll move you to his lap and cradle you in his arms. 

-You can be sure he will pepper your face with kisses. 

-He’ll ask what’s wrong. If you tell him, he’ll listen carefully, comforting you while you do. If you aren’t up for talking, he’ll try to keep you occupied. 

-Roman will sing to you. Whether it’s Disney songs or just some soft melodies he knows, he’ll sing softly in your ear, easing all your troubles. If it’s not singing, Roman will talk to you. He’ll tell you about his adventures, about different ideas for videos, anything. He just wants to take your mind off all of your worries. 

-All he wants is the best for you. He wants to make sure you’re safe, you’re happy and you’re comfortable. He hates to see you upset. You’re the most important person to him, and the last thing he wants is a frown on your face!

-He has a very hands-on approach, which may not always be effective. If you don’t like him, all you have to do is tell him, and he’ll back off. The same goes for if you want some alone time. He may not understand why but he’ll definitely obey your requests. 

-He’ll do whatever it takes. No task is too big or small. Not when your happiness hangs in the balance. 

Patton

-Patton is the heart, so he’s much better at reading your needs. He can tell you’re sad even when you’re doing your best to hide it. He may not be great at reading and dealing with his own more unpleasant feelings but he certainly knows how to read you. 

-The first thing he does is ask what’s wrong. Why are you sad? Did something happen? What would you like? 

-He knows that assuming what you want could only lead to more trouble and be counterproductive. So he wants you to be clear with him, even in tears. Do you need anything to drink? Do you want physical affection? Do you want a shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? Some cookies? Alone time?

-He’s the best at doing whatever he can to make you feel better because his instincts are always spot on when it comes to emotions. 

-Desperately wants to know you’re okay. You are his first priority, and although he wants to curl up to you and tell you everything is okay, he’ll wait until you want it. 

-If you do give him permission, he will bring you the comfiest spot in his room, with warm blankets, hot chocolate and cookies, and just snuggle with you. Whether you only wish to cry, or maybe sit in silence, that’s fine. If you want to talk, he’ll listen carefully. 

-He knows, at this stage, to treat you delicately. Hold you close, press gentle kisses to your face, neck and shoulders. He’ll pet your hair, nuzzling his face into you, just to give you some peace. 

-Will try to cheer you up with cheesy puns. Even if it makes you crack a smile, he feels satisfied. Your happiness is his priority and everything else will be at a standstill. He also won’t let anyone else bother you while you’re in the state. 

-He might not like to deal with his own sadness but has no problems helping you with yours. 

Logan

-If you come to Logan when you’re down in the dumps he has two immediate thoughts:

-First: Ugh. Emotions. 

-Second: Why are you coming to him with help for emotions?

-However, as soon as he gets past those two general thoughts, he’s more willing to help you out, even if he had no idea what to do. Poor confused baby. 

-He’ll ask you a series of questions to try and get a better handle of your situation and what you would like him to do. Things like: do you want to be comforted? Would you like to talk about your problems? If you do, would you simply like him to listen or offer advice? How would you like to be comforted? Would you like physical affection?

-The list could go on. Once he gets a better sense of what’s going on, he’ll be happy to help in any way possible. You are the person he chose to give his “heart” to. Even if he’s not 100% comfortable with the situation, your happiness takes precedence. 

-If you want physical comfort, he’ll lay with you on the bed, letting you curl up with him however you want. If you don’t, he’ll let you lay on the bed while he sits on the edge. 

-His next objective is to distract you from the unpleasant thoughts that seem to plague you. If he can reach a book, he will open it and start reading to you. Just give you something to focus on, instead of letting your mind get overwhelmed with your own emotions. 

-If he can’t get to a book, he will simply tell you random bits of facts and tell you about some fascinating stuff he learned. It doesn’t really concern him whether you’re really listening or not, he’s just trying to use his voice as something for you to keep your thoughts straight. 

-The moment you want affection, he’ll give it to you. He’s usually not the most affectionate person in the world but that will change the moment he knows you’re not in a good place and you need to be comforted. 

-He’ll kiss your head, running his hands up and down your sides and back. The moment he feels your body stop shaking and the sobs stop coming out, he’ll let out a small sigh of relief and let a tiny smile cross his face. 

-He’ll do whatever you want so long as it makes you happier. 

Virgil

-He’s a mix of both Patton and Logan. If you come to him while you’re in distress or crying, his first reaction is to panic. Why are you crying?! What happened?! Did someone hurt you?! Are you upset with something he did?!

-He’s not sure what to do at first. Do you want to be comforted? Or will touching you make you more upset? If he asks you what’s wrong, will you be mad at him? Or do you want to talk about it? The last thing he wants is to stress you out more, and the possibility of that makes him itch with anxiety. 

-However, once he figures out exactly what you want, he’s really good at comforting you. If you want to be held, he’ll plop you on his lap and embrace you. He’ll tell you everything will be okay and press kisses to your head. 

-If you want him to, he’ll sing to you. He’s not big on it like Roman but if it’s for you, he’ll have no problem singing. Since he too loves Disney, he might sing those or just some other songs in a quiet voice or even hum to calm you down.

-The best out of the others in giving advice. 

-If you’re crying because someone made you cry, he will threaten to kill them. But, that’s for another time. His main focus is on you… for now. 

-He knows how it feels to be overwhelmed with unpleasant emotions, so he also knows how to handle them. He’ll make sure you’re comfortable and you feel safe, no matter what. And although he’s not super physical, he will hug you and cuddle you and let you use him as a teddy bear. 

-If you don’t want to talk, and if you’re feeling up to it, he’ll put on some music or even give you a pair of headphones to block out everything else. Sounds and the outside world can be overwhelming, he knows that all too well, and music is a perfect distraction. 

-He will try and make you laugh if you need cheering up. His dry, sarcastic humour will definitely crack you up if you’re in the right mood for it. And seeing you laugh will make pride swell in his chest. 

-Virgil is great at dealing with negative emotions because he has to deal with his own all the time. So, he knows all the tricks. 

Deceit

-When coming to Deceit when you’re upset, he’ll act calm and collected, but inside, he’s freaking out. What if he says something that makes you cry harder? What if he lies to you by mistake and hurts you? He’s not exactly well-known for being comforting. He usually causes panic. 

-But, he’ll sit you down, and if you allow it, place an arm over your shoulders, and try and talk to you. His first attempts are to calm you down, speaking softly and clearly to try and get you to stop crying. 

-If it doesn’t work, he’ll begin to silently panic. So, he’ll use his skill of being persuasive to his advantage. One way or another, he’ll get you to talk or even just listen to his voice and calm down. 

-He’s less physical in his approach, for your comfort or for his own. He prefers to use words to help people- more specifically, you. Though his shtick his being deceptive, he doesn’t have to lie to you, especially when he compliments you. 

-To make you smile, he will tell you everything that he loves about you. He’ll tell you how gorgeous you are, how he loves your voice, how wonderful your smile is, how your eyes mesmerize him. Not a single compliment that he tells you is a lie. It’s genuine. 

-If you do need physical affection, there will only be a little bit of hesitance. He’ll let you do as you please, he just might not start it. He’ll be a shoulder to cry on, a teddy bear to cuddle, a pillow to hug, anything and everything. It may be a little uncomfortable for him since he’s not used to it, but he will gladly do it if it makes you feel better. 

-He’s great at distracting you. He’ll tell you a bunch of random things, trying to draw your attention from what’s going on inside your head. Things like his day, ranting, the weather, anything. Whatever pops into his mind. 

-This snake may not be super talented in the comforting department but he cares enough about you to try. 

Remus

-Absolutely the worst person to help you when you’re upset. Not for a lack of trying, believe me, but he just… isn’t great at it. 

-If you’re not in the mood for it, his humour and antics can just make things worse. However, if you are the type of person who appreciates his humour, it can work. 

-But if you’re sad, you probably don’t want to hear about Remus getting fucked by a werewolf or taking two dicks at once or something.  Even if you find him amusing most of the time, these things generally don’t help. 

-If they don’t work, Remus is smart enough (shocking, I know) to see that his usual personality isn’t helping. So, he’ll change things around. His loud gestures and eccentric behaviour quiets down. 

-His next instinct is to wrap his arms around you. He always finds physical affection comforting, so wouldn’t you? Again, completely depends on the person and the mood. There is a very good chance it could work. 

-But if affection isn’t what you want, then he’s lost. Comforting words and advice isn’t really his strong suit. Panic sets in. What should he do?? What should he say?? He silently begs that someone- anyone- shows up to help. 

-There is zero chance of him getting any better at words, but he will try. He’ll tell you how gorgeous you are with tears and snot on your face, how great you are with dealing with him- just, anything nice he can think about you.

-His compliments are a bit weird, but he means well. And honestly, if he didn’t love you, he probably wouldn’t try. 

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I've been in kind of a slump to be honest. I am trying to write but unfortunately my other works in progress and anime has consumed my spare time. And thank you. I am going try and get some done.

You can see I'm blind for you

You break the rules and I'm the fool who

wants you badly no matter what you do

I still love you madly

With your every move

I want you so bad

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