#xispicytime

Title— Coincidental

Prompt— "Do Yandere Grusha" They were joking. I was not.

Safety— NSFW in a Violent way

Additional Tags— Yandere, it's fucked up what else do I say? You're here for a reason ain't ya?

1. Ever since your first meeting when you melted right through his ice types, you had unknowingly burned a deep hole through the frost covering his heart as well. Never one for photo's or overly close contact, Grusha treasured the one photo he managed to take with you. Not thinking much of it at the time while his feelings were new his obsession ever so slowly grew the more he saw you, the more you kept coming back for battles and to see him for any and every reason. The more ice melted away; faster and faster until it was too late for you to stop it...

2. Although being perfectly capable of conflict, powerful both with his pokemon and his hands having an iron grip tainted by the harshness of the mountains cruel grasp. At first Grusha settled for a silent withdrawn approach to making you stay with him for longer every visit, even going so far as to train his pokemon for the occasion.

3. At first it was small things you hadn't caught on too; a sudden snowstorm no one could have predicted locked you inside his gym with him and only him leaving you two talking for several hours, unavoidable errands you ended up helping with having you walking by his side for longer then you planned to stay to begin with, his pokemon had grown friendly for you outside of his original plans and he made sure to use that to its absolute fullest the excuse of having them happy and lonely without your company preying on your soft spot for pokemon and making you stay close that way was an unexpected but welcome addition to his plans.

4. The first time he ever did something in danger of being exposed had been the first but not last time his emotions lit with the fire of a hatred brewing within him ever since your first encounter. Your rivals unlucky appearance struck a cord within his already heated heart, Nemona disrupted your after battle chats with him for a fight of her own as she usually did when you two crossed paths. Strangely since that day however Nemona had never bothered you again for a fight and refused to join you at all when travelling to see Grusha again, cautiously chalking it up to friendly jealousy you never pressed on the matter... Completely unknown to the sweet friend you made lashing out in ways you had never known he was capapble of, behind closed doors the cold wintered heart shone through once again in harsher storms then ever before.

NSFW clearly

Uno-reversing Rika, using their leather straps to tie her hands and arms behind her back rendering her powerless and squirming underneath your every touch; restrain her legs wide open for the added shame. Slowly bringing her to the edge of pleasure about to have her crying out in desperate delight— only to stop all your touching and repeat, again and again until she's an overstimulated needy shameful mess in front of you.

Title— Tie-d up

Prompt— “I’ll show you how to use it properly.”

Safety— NSFW but not fully

Additional Tags— Tugging, Bondage, ect, we hornknee today

1. Having one of her own as a large part of their style, Rika was the first and likely only one who caught onto your lack of enthusiasm about wearing your tie correctly as it should have been. Although there was no denying a tie had many ways of being folded and held together, the way you had it angled; normal enough not a lot would care but enough of a crookedness that made her eye twitch ever so slightly. As controlled and patient as they were this was not about to happen while she was around.

2. From the very first time she saw your poor attempt at tying the fabric, she had made sure to fix it for you; in front of someone or by yourselves didn’t matter at all to them. She was quick and skilled with her hands the tie only taking under a minute to fix and fold it back together how her own was. She was gentle with you this time and let you off with a small sigh at most.

3. The second, third and several more times after it happened had been much the same, your lazily tied up tie quickly drove her to the edge of irritation. Groaning at your lack of effort she got up again and again fixing it for you every single time it caught her eyes. Each time her hands got just a tiny little bit rougher with you tying the fabric up ever so faintly harsher, her small displeased sigh had turned into an almost irritated huff. She was reluctantly patient but absolutely not pleased.

4. She had lost count how many times she fixed the very same tie for you, at some point something in her outright snapped. Their hands took a fist full of your tie into her grasp, forcing you up from the seat you were settled down onto for a while now. Ignoring your sudden gasp in surprise Rika tugged on the fabric harder instead of fixing it for you this time, her eyes glimmering with a rather dangerous mix of intimidating mischief. Her words ringing through your ears setting off all sorts of alarms but in all of the best ways you could have ever imagined. “Wear the damn thing correctly, or I’ll show you how to use it properly.”

5. If you were brave enough or dumb enough to tempt fate was up for debate, whatever the reason it had been that morning perhaps simply even forgetting to tie the fabric like she insisted of you, her warning was nothing short of a promise. The very moment since she saw they glanced down at your tie and immediately her mind began to plan. Rika waited until the two of you ended up alone in peace at last, completely just you and her before she struck and struck fast.

6. Not really having much time to process what just happened, your tie came off with one quick flick of her wrist managing to pull and untie the entire length of it in a single attempt. She stretched the fabric out in her hands, wrapping one half of it firmly around her hand; the demanding yet ever so teasing and sweet voice that followed more then enough to sent a shiver down your spine, no matter how many times you heard her drop this tone on you. It was so much and never enough all at once. “Hands, out. Now.”

7. Not entirely knowing what she planned you thankfully knew what she wanted from you, having done this type of play a few times before neither of you commented on the warmth burning up on your cheeks though the glimmer in her eyes gave away she quite enjoyed the response. Holding your hands out in front of you immediately after her demands you dropped what you were doing and held your hands together firmly in an obedience Rika seemed very pleased with.

8. But that obedience wasn’t enough to save you, not that either of you would have stopped by now anyway. Rika moved fast and had the tie carefully though firmly wrapped under your wrists, folding the fabric over your wrists with an unmatched skill to her every touch. Within moments she had you bound and defenceless to whatever she wanted to do with you.

9. Hooking a finger underneath a part of the tightly stretched tie she pulled you up to your feet with ease, stretching her lengthy arm out and edging your body’s limits until you ended up on the very tips of your feet; trembling ever so slightly to keep the pose for them Rika decided to be at least a little merciful this time, walking you back quickly she pressed her hand in firmly against your wrists pinning you to the closest near by wall. Keeping you in that heightened shaken position.

Nsfw clearly

Title— Snowscape

Prompt— The cold never bothered them anyway

Safety— SFW + NSFW

Additional Tags— Half Fluff, Half Spice

Author Note— I see the artworks, I like a rarepair and I raise you: THIS

SFW

1. Rika showed love through touch and Grusha gave it back with verbal affection. The contrast in their love language worked surprisingly well together, filling both their hearts with warmth each and every time the other made an effort to give them love just how they liked it. The added sweetness of their own love language mixing up together in a whole lot of adorable moments.

2. Holding hands with Rika while she whispered his praises until his cheeks tinted a lovely red hue. Grusha willingly sitting on her lap and wrapping his whole body around her demanding to be held as she gladly kept him warm; listening intently to anything and every thing he had to say, be it praise of her or regular complaints about his day. They leant on one another very well and could very easily continue passing a string of sweet affectionate actions and words between them for several hours.

3. Grusha often worried for her safety in the cold harsh winter the mountain offered, doing his best to have her take some sort of coat whenever he could but Rika was scarily resistant both to the cold and his offering; the encounters often ending up with Grusha simply placing her hands in his own covered with his snow resistant gloves, Rika always let him off with that; finding the actions cute and a bit amusing. If Rika is feeling particularly indulgent on rare occasions Grusha will likely find himself chest to chest with her, Rika absolutely not afraid or incapable of slipping inside his shirt and often unnoticed as well never being caught unzipping it to begin with, Grusha never minded since she was warmer against him anyway though.

NSFW

1. Rika tops, no questions asked; Grusha hadn’t even thought of fighting her advances and melted into her hands immediately, submitting to whatever Rika chose to do with him. On occasion he might act out verbally and offer a teasing threat or two but ultimately Rika puts him in his place fast; having a control over him he absolutely can’t resist. The only one who was able to both ignite and quell his inner fire at her command like it was nothing more then a switch for her to flip as she pleased and it drove Grusha wild.

2. Grusha is experimental and Rika is merciless. A beautifully dangerous combination often ending in willingly being embarrassed on Grusha’s behalf. With Rika having a severe attention to detail Grusha plays on that to get what he wants whenever he can manage to do it, he’s not against wearing something embarrassing or shameful underneath his heavy winter gear knowing no one would ever notice anyway; no one except Rika that is. Such occurrences have led to many things including semi-public exposure after Rika couldn’t wait to see what Grusha had hidden beneath this time.

Title— Top Tier Top

Prompt— KINK LIST

Safety— NSFW, clearly

Additional Tags— Nothing, it's lewd, what else do you want?

1. Tamer. Shes Definitely a Top and not afraid to put a feisty brat back down where they belong. They find great amusement in a partner who isn't afraid to push limits and get a little handsy with her, she likes a good fight and isn't afraid to punish you although she is heavy on rewards for obedience too. Finding a delicate balance of power plays in the Tamer dynamic; being in her control is never a dull moment.

2. Tugger. If you want to press all the right buttons to have her slam you down over the nearest flat surface, start tugging. The loose leather strap flowing down the middle of her chest is a great place to start, grip it and pull it hard, demand her attention. Add a little pout for good measure and shes hooked. When you're deeper into play and want a particularly good reaction from them, grabbing a nice fist full of her ponytail will certainly do the trick.

3. Pegged Up. She isn't afraid to peg you make no mistake, she accepts being filled and being the one to fill. Their satisfaction is more then sated seeing you come undone while she rocks your body with careful strong swings of her hips. Not having to worry too much about potential issues or cleaning up anything unnecessary, she doesn't hold back when you manage to get her in this position. Bite marks, bruises and aching hips are a guarantee from these experiences.

It's all fun and games until someone sends in a req and you suddenly remember oh fuck I have that kink

This one's gonna be fun to write

TAKE THE HORNEE THOUGHTS MOTHER

I passed out lmao BUT MOTHER THANKS

She's absolutely a top but yes, YES @ all of that. A Teasing dom who gives you what you want, the dynamic, the semi-public...

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