R: Ryou picked up his head feeling the arm around him holding his tighter. Ryou was ready to struggle when he heard the man behind his give out a faint growl as Atem neared. Ryou turned his head to the man. "A-Akefia?" He whispered, he shook lightly. Fearing Atem and fearing it would still be Bakura.
A: Looking down at Ryou for a second and then at Atem, he felt a faint growl in the back of his throat again. "What the heck is going on here, Ryou?" He asked and tugged the other one near to him, not wanting to let go of him, though apparently not wanting to stay either. "Why are we in the palace now?"
R: "B-Bakura took over y-you, H-He took m
Your Business, My Pleasure (Male!UrsulaxReader)1/3 by LeFantomeDancer, literature
Literature
Your Business, My Pleasure (Male!UrsulaxReader)1/3
~Author's Note: Just a note that Ursula is a "Cecaelia"--half human, half octopus and that this takes place BEFORE Ariel and her sisters. I hope you enjoy!!~
~Ursula=Ursul~
The warm Atlantic water slithers against your undulating body, softly billowing through your (h/l) (h/c) as you swim through King Triton’s golden palace during your routine patrol. Your scaly (t/c) tail forcefully propels you forward in graceful strokes that oblige you to grip the sword at your hip to keep it from wagging. Around you your fellow guardsmen give wary glances at the gold-plated armlets that signify your authoritative stature. It’s unheard ofR
Intoxication (Male!EsmeraldaxReader) 2/2 by LeFantomeDancer, literature
Literature
Intoxication (Male!EsmeraldaxReader) 2/2
~Author's Note: Hi, again!! So glad to see you lovely people ;)~
~Reminder: Lyuba=love/Pakvora=beautiful~
~Enjoy!~
There was a point in time when you were wary about leaving the countryside for the city, mostly because of the warnings that it was filled with demons, monsters and succubi in human form. Yet as a wing-adorned devil places a wreath upon your head before going to dance with a lobster boiling a chef, you can’t help but laugh. Everything—everyone—around you is backwards—brass is treated as gold, kings are clowns, the pretty are mocked while the priests are charmed. It’s complete blasphemy, but you ad
Intoxication (Male!EsmeraldaxReader) Epil. by LeFantomeDancer, literature
Literature
Intoxication (Male!EsmeraldaxReader) Epil.
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~Reminder that they're speaking ROMANIAN: Lyuba=love~
Warmth...
That enveloping, lulling warmth. You revel every possible second within it you can, memorizing its spiced scent, what it tastes like with every sigh, how it feels of silken skin against your body. It’s your warmth—your life, your love, the very essence of your enamored heart.
Swelling with infatuation at the mere thought, you awaken with a weary smile, your (e/c) eyes met with what has become an all too welcomed sight in the mornings. Your husband, his ever unruly hair curling about his