I had so much overstock from last month that I haven't needed to make more than a few plush here and there. But I got to make this little stack this week, and it just made me happy. ❤️🧸
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#pockettoku #plush #handmade #legatobluesummers #mettaton #idiashroud #rolloflamme #neigeleblanche #cidhighwind

The gentle idol joins the other assorted students in the plush lineup! ❄️ 🤍
Neige, Rollo, and Chenya are all available for stacking here-> https://www.etsy.com/listing/1349582410/other-twisted-students-pocket-plush
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#pockettoku #handmade #plush #twistedwonderland #neigeleblanche #chenya #rolloflamme

all ive been able to draw is fuckign
coloured sketches bc ive been so exhausted so

here's Rollo with his sister Edith again. She gets happy about christmas because he comes home for it.

#twistedwonderland #twst #rollo #rolloflamme #incest

Rollo doing his sister Edith's hair, and her thanking him.

this isn't exomemories of his I'm just horny for incest art

#twst #twistedwonderland #rollo #rolloflamme #incest #fluff

I FINISHED IT. I DREW ALL OF ROLLO'S SIBLINGS.... CRIES.

You can really tell which of the kids was from an affair and not related to their dad huh

If it needs to be said, none of Rollo's siblings are canon. This is our Rollo fictive's exomemories.

#rollo #rolloflamme #plural #twst #twistedwonderland

I drew Rollo with father Auguste from my fanfic :3c Drawing middle aged white men is hard !!! Hopefully it is passable.

#rollo #rolloflamme #twst #twistedwonderland

I wanted to write a fic based on Rollo's exomemories as a child so I did! Father Auguste is not a canon character, to be clear.
Also I didn't really proof read so dont bully me about grammatical errors
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Rollo stumbled almost drunkenly up the steps of the Cathedral, the pill in his system taking effect. It made everything feel woozy and strange, like he was dreaming. It was the sleeping pill his parents had slipped him, just in case he was too scared and tried to fight back when he was handed over to Father A.

He was greeted at the door by Father Auguste, who smiled at him while he zoned out,”Hello, Father.” He greeted politely, as if he was about to enter Sunday school, completely unaware as to what he was about to experience.
“Ahh, there you are, my little angel. My my you seem a little out of sorts, have you gotten sick?” He asked sweetly, with a twinge of concern. He didn’t ask the Flamme’s to drug the poor child, he’d almost prefer he wasn’t. He wasn’t one to cast judgment, of course, and he was sure their heart was in the right place. It just seemed eager of them..

Rollo yawned and stumbled into the man, hugging onto his legs and looking up at him with his big green eyes,”I’m not sick…Just took medicine..” he explained, and Father A nodded and pat his hair gently,”Why don’t I take you somewhere more comfortable? I don’t want you falling over and hurting yourself going up the stairs. Come now.”
Rollo nodded and raised his arms up like a toddler to be picked up, he smiled slightly as he was carried inside. Auguste hummed sweetly as he carried Rollo to the second floor, he was easy to carry because he was so tiny. Otherwise it could have been a hassle for the older man..
They strode past rooms for study and confession, all the way to the end of the hall. Bedrooms in this cathedral were always put to good use, to house people who needed it mostly. Of course though, with how much Auguste was there, Rollo wasn’t surprised to see he likely had a room here all to himself. It was humble, which Rollo expected, and he was sat at a small table by the priest. Auguste walked along the other side of the room as he talked,“ I had brought a surprise for you, you aren’t too woozy to eat, are you?” he asked, and Rollo shook his head.

Auguste came back with warm tea and a croissant, something he knew from knowing Rollo many years he got excited to eat. And even now, through his drunken tiredness, Rollo smiled widely and gently drummed his hands on the top of the table with joy,”Thank you, Father!” He purred. He reached for Father A’s hand, and the man sat down beside him and took the small hand into his own. Ah of course, Rollo was giving thanks, it was touching to see him do it so eagerly himself. There weren’t many kids Auguste looked after that would initiate it themselves, Rollo was always special. When the child was silently finished giving thanks, his hand lingered on the older man’s before turning his attention to the food.
He took tiny, neat bites, like a bird. Auguste didn’t mind though, he was very patient. It gave him an opportunity to share with Rollo the news of why he was here. Why it was just the two of them.
“ You know, Rollo, God came to me and he told me that you were a very special boy,” He began. The sincerity in his voice gave him the boy’s attention,”Usually we’ll hear whispers of what direction God wants us to go in, but this was almost a shout. That you’re such a faithful servant, even in your young age. That’s something to be very proud of.”
Rollo’s expression was almost unchanging as he chewed, but his eyes widened and seemed to brighten up in the light. He swallowed his bite and replied,”Really..?” As if he was sure he wasn’t so special.
Auguste pet his hair gently and nodded,”Yes. And he told me too, that because of this, you are deserving of a special reward. Isn’t that exciting?”
“It is!” Rollo giggled a little, and the man could have melted at it. He was always so timid, so well behaved he was almost a doll. It was almost exciting to see the boy smile so wide, to laugh now that he wasn’t around his parents. It made it hard for Auguste not to smile,”He told me something else too, it’s why we brought you here to spent time with me today.”
The little one nodded and listened excitedly,taking the last bite of his croissant. The man continued, reaching up to grab that tiny hand in his again. It was hard not to imagine what that hand would be doing moments from now.
“ He told me that he believes we were made for each other. That you deserve someone who will keep you safe, and someone who is also just as faithful. Do you understand that? He wants us to be together, the way your Mother and father are, Rollo. And he wants me to show you what heaven feels like.” Auguste squeezed the boy’s tiny hand gently. He had no fear that the little one would understand.

Rollo sat there and processed it for a moment, he sort of got it. His Mother and Father took care of each other, and they slept together in the same bed and they kissed. That’s about all he understood, but he knew he liked Father A a lot, he was his favourite teacher and priest in the entire Cathedral. He always wanted to seek him out after mass, to see and chat with him about the sermons and about what Rollo was learning in school. He thought that it made sense they were supposed to be together, and God said it was a gift. So Rollo smiled softly and nodded,”I understand, Father. Like, love each other, right?” He looked to the man. To his surprise, Auguste was caught off guard by the word love and was even blushing a little bit. The man smiled and let out a chuckle,”Yes, knew you’d understand. It is love, a special love. Come here, I can show you.” He reached out a hand, and Rollo nodded and slipped off his chair to climb into the man’s lap.
Father A was thankful his growing hard-on was in fact hidden behind layers of robes, he didn’t want to scare the child by jumping into things too soon. He wanted Rollo to enjoy himself, he would take things incredibly slowly. Even if they did nothing tonight, he’d be satisfied just like this. Holding the little angel close, basking in their touch. Getting to see such a soft, beautiful face. He hummed happily and leaned in to give Rollo a gentle kiss, which Rollo picked up on and leaned into back. He was such a quick learner!
Rollo continued to kiss him as he didn’t pull away until Auguste did. This kiss though, it was different then the kisses his mum or older sisters gave him. It made his body feel funny, like there were butterflies in his tummy and an aching in his pants. He figured, it was supposed to feel this way, even though it was strange it was pleasant. They broke away for a moment, just long enough for Auguste to check on him,”Was that okay? You did a very good job.” His hand leaned up to rub Rollo’s cheek, and Rollo nodded and smiled shyly,”It was okay, Father, it felt funny though..”
Auguste chuckled,”Funny how?”
“Um…” Rollo trailed off, and signaled with his hands that his chest was where the funny feeling was coming from, and then down to his groin.
The priest gasped softly, then quickly smiled and pulled Rollo closer,”Ahh, don’t be worried. It feels good, doesn’t it? That’s what this special love is supposed to feel like. And when I show you heaven, it’ll feel even better.”

Rollo nodded sleepily, and the two met halfway into another kiss. Auguste wasn’t expecting this, but it put his mind at ease. Rollo seemed to be enjoying himself, and so he really had felt God’s words to be true. The boy kissed back needily, liking the tingly feeling he was getting from their touch. He’d never been held like this, never been touched like this before. It was something special, especially coming from someone he found to be his favourite person. Father A’s hands rested on the boy’s hips, his face hot with blush at the eagerness of his love in his lap.
They spent what felt to Rollo like forever kissing each other, savouring every second of contact. When they finally pulled away, Rollo wiped drool from his lips and laid his head on Auguste’s shoulder. His eyelids were heavy, he was getting exhausted.

The priest silently cursed the Flamme’s for drugging him, how much harder this was going to be now. He wondered for a moment, if he should even continue. If he should simply tuck Rollo to sleep and let him rest. So he held the child there, wrapping his warm arms around him and rubbing sweet circles on his back.
“My child, would you like us to stop? You seem quite exhausted, you know.” Each word was warm and inviting, and Rollo felt himself nuzzling up to the man. He wanted to keep going, so he shook his head and rubbed his eyes before struggling to sit up,”N-No, Sir. I can stay up..” He promised.
Auguste nodded, then pressed an almost fatherly kiss on the boy’s forehead before setting him down on the floor in front of him.

Father A stood to remove his robes, and Rollo sat and watched from the floor. He’d never seen the man in clothes that weren’t his robes, and so it felt like something secret and intimate. The man smiled at him as he began to undress and hang his garments up neatly where they were meant to go,”Alright, but if you start to fall asleep I will let you rest.” he reassured.
“We’ll try something different now, how does that sound? A little closer to feeling heaven..~” He explained. He took his seat in front of Rollo and motioned him to come between his legs. The man’s bulge was unhideable now, it had been begging for attention since they’d begun this. Rollo scooted himself between his legs and couldn’t help but look down at the man’s bulge. He had a feeling whatever it was he was about to learn had to do with that. He had been feeling a tightness in his own shorts, so he had put two and two together rather quickly. He must have been doing a good job, he was proud he could make Auguste feel just as good as he was feeling.

The man leaned down, patting Rollo’s hair and smiling,”Alright, are you ready to learn how to use your mouth?”
Rollo nodded, and the man’s fingers lingered down the side of his cheek and made his way to the boy’s pouty lips. Rollo instinctively opened his mouth, and Father A smiled at him,”Good boy, already such a quick learner~” He purred to him, and began to stick a finger inside his mouth.
“Now, my child, I want you to suck on my finger. Just like that. You’re already doing perfectly!” He praised the boy as he did as he was told. There was something needy and lewd about the man’s slender fingers in his mouth. He didn’t think this was all so hard, but he didn’t understand how it made Father A feel good. Sucking on his finger’s made the boy’s groin ache again, and he squirmed in his place as his shorts felt uncomfortable.
He bobbed his head on the man’s finger, which had since become two fingers in his mouth. Auguste’s breathing quickened just a bit, feeling his neediness grow with each passing second he felt the boy’s cute pouting lips wrapped around his fingers. He just knew how good Rollo would do next when he was sucking on his cock instead. He hummed with pleasure and stuck both fingers all the way in before stopping his moving hand. Rollo looked up into his eyes with innocent lust as he spoke,”You’re already doing a perfect job. Why don’t you try sucking something else now. Let me see you open that pretty mouth of yours.” He complimented, fingers hanging on Rollo’s lips to get a good look at them.

Auguste cautiously began to undo his belt, and slowly unzip his pants. Releasing his cock from it’s uncomfortable tight fitting in his pants, he let out a shallow breath. This was something he’d not stopped thinking about leading up to this moment. He knew Rollo would do this perfectly like he’d done everything else. He didn’t expect much else from such a perfect, angelic child.
“Here, why don’t you open your mouth wide and I’ll help you?” he offered sweetly. Rollo nodded and opened his mouth up, Auguste couldn’t help but moan softly just at the site of it. Such a pretty innocent boy making such a lewd face so eagerly…It was so cute.
Rollo leaned forward, and Auguste stroked his own member a moment before pushing the head into the boy’s mouth.

To the utter shock of both of them, Rollo let out a rather loud moan as he tasted the priest’s cock. It made the man gasp and stop, before letting out a hearty chuckle,”that’s it, such a good boy~” his hands began to move into his hair again to stroke it as Rollo obediently sucked on him.
Rollo was definitely shy, and didn’t move very far down the man’s shaft at all. His mouth was too small, he’d gag for sure! He heard breathy, shaky groans of pleasure come out of father A under his breath, and it drove Rollo absolutely wild. Like electric shocks to his body, he felt himself wanting to hear more. He wanted to make the older man feel good, to feel heaven just like he was going to. So Rollo began to be brave and move further down the shaft, which only made Auguste moan more. His hands did not move from Rollo’s hair, and his moans were coupled by praise that made the child more eager to please.
“You’re doing such a good job, my child~” He said between groans,”Keep it up, just like that.” Rollo nodded and braced himself to go further.
To Auguste’s surprise, Rollo wasn’t finished with how far he was taking his cock. He had to hold back bucking his hips into the boy's mouth when he felt himself hit the back of Rollo’s throat.

Rollo was surprised even by himself at how well he’d taken it all the way, and Father A’s moans were like music to his ears. Praise without words, he knew he was doing a good job. “Ahh, perfect at everything you do, my angel. If you can handle this, why don’t I show you how to make this feel even better.”
The man took Rollo’s little hand in his, and placed it around the base of his cock. He showed him how to stroke it while Rollo was still tasting the man in the back of his throat. “Just like this, now you can do both.”
Rollo nodded and began to do just that, jacking him off while deep throating him as far as he could. He got into a rhythm of it, finding himself entranced by all of the sounds and sensations of having sex. Almost dreamily, melting into the actions without much thought other than he was enjoying himself. He could have fallen asleep, until Father Auguste began to pat his hair again. Then he began to feel that rush of pleasure down his spine.

Rollo’s other free hand reached up, and wrapped itself around the man’s free hand. Auguste held it back, squeezing his hand gently as if to check up on him. Rollo was doing so well, so eager to please his lover. He felt himself get closer, he was sure Rollo would love his reward when he finally got it. Between moans and praises, Father A smiled down at Rollo and moved his hand down to his cheek to caress it as he sucked,”Y-You’ve just nearly gotten your reward, keep going just like that. And in a m–ah–moment, open your pretty mouth wide for me, a-ah-alright?”

Rollo looked up to signal that he understood, then continued pumping his mouth and hand up and down the man’s shaft. Then as the man’s perverted moans couldn’t be dialed back any longer, Rollo did what he was told and pulled his head off the man’s cock to open his mouth. His hand still jacking him off, he moaned in surprise as Auguste came onto his face. He shut one eye, continuing to move his hand up and down his cock as he was covered in sticky cum. Rollo let out a moan as it dripped into its mouth, and Auguste could hardly keep from getting hard again just at the sight of the boy enjoying the taste of his cum.
“Ahh..~ Good boy, such a good listener. Look at your face, so gorgeous like this.” He purred, and Rollo leaned into his touch as his mouth and tongue still hung open.
Father A gently helped him close his mouth, and Rollo didn’t know what to do besides whimper and swallow the cum in his mouth. It tasted good, but perhaps that was just the intimacy.
The older man wiped cum away from his eye, and pressed a finger onto Rollo’s pouty lips to have him clean it up. Rollo did so with another moan, and he wriggled uncomfortably at the small bulge in his shorts that was still begging to get some type of relief. He whimpered again and looked up at the priest with big doe-y eyes,”I feel..s-so hot, Father..” He let out a needy moan.

“Don’t worry, it’s your turn to feel good. Come now, I shall bring you over to the bed. It’ll be more comfortable for you there~” He assured, and he stood up to lean down and pick the boy up. Ahh, Rollo was flustered. He bit his lip when he saw the boy’s bulge in his shorts. The young boy thanked him politely and nuzzled into the crook of his neck.
He placed him down on the bed on the other side of the room, and he sat in front of him,”Shall we undress you?” He asked sweetly. Rollo nodded sheepishly, and sat down with his chest puffed out so Auguste could begin to undo his buttons.

One after another, buttons came undone and revealed innocent porcelain flesh underneath. Rollo wriggled uncomfortably, both at his bulge and now at the cold air hitting his chest. Which had caused his soft pink buds to grow harder. He bit his lip at this, and when Auguste had finally pushed the shirt off his shoulders, he could hardly keep himself from feeling the boy's soft skin. “You’re so gorgeous, like a doll.” He smiled, and rubbed his hands over Rollo’s chest.
The boy let out a whimpery moan, the feeling of his nipples being touched sending a feeling unknown to him until now down into his pants. “F-Father..” he managed out,”A-Ahh, it makes my body feel funny.”
“I know, Rollo, I promise I’ll take good care of you. Now, let’s finish undressing you.” He smiled and unbuttoned the little one’s shorts. Rollo signed in relief when he felt some pressure taken off of his hard on, and he helped wiggle out of them and his lacy bloomers. Suddenly a bit shy, the little one closed his legs up and panted at the feeling of him being hard.

Auguste smiled and leaned down to kiss his forehead,”Ahh, there’s no need to be nervous. It’s just us.” He reassured, and the boy leaned up to kiss the older man’s lips once more. With that bit of encouragement, Rollo presented his small virgin body.

The older man was extra soft with the boy after this point, worried first and foremost about Rollo being too scared. Or too sensitive, or too small even. He had the boy lay with his head in the pillows but his feet up. It embarrassed Rollo greatly to feel like all of his most sensitive parts were out in the open, but with how sweet Father A was being, it was hard not to trust the process. He felt a finger, wet with drool, feel up his tight opening. Just teasing the very outside, Auguste was careful not to push his fingers in in any way just yet.
Rollo let out a soft string of whimpers and moans into the pillow, and from his angle Father Auguste could see the boy’s poor little cock twitching. “Are you ready to feel heaven, my little angel?” He asked sweetly.
Rollo nodded and moaned out,”Y-Yes father! P-Please..~”
“Good boy. I promise I’ll be very careful, tell me if it hurts, okay?” and then Rollo felt something he’d never felt before.
His whole body erupted into fireworks. It was overwhelming almost, as the man’s finger entered his virgin hole, but it was quickly overwhelmed with the feeling of intense pleasure.

Rollo didn’t even notice the loud whines coming out of him, he was so focused on the pleasure he felt from something being inside of him. It didn’t hurt, maybe it was slightly uncomfortable, but Auguste was doing a good job making this as painless as possible. He smiled at the little one’s moans and moaned out of lust a bit himself,”What a good boy, sing for me~”
The boy continued too, letting out incomprehensible whines and moans that only seemed to get louder with each time the man’s finger entered all the way. It was fine though, there was no way anyone else would hear from where they were.

Eventually Auguste started to slip in a second finger, making Rollo feel an intensity of lightning rushing through his body when he didn’t think he could feel anything more intense. “Good boy, you take my fingers so well~” He heard the man say, and he moaned back in response.
Rollo felt himself melting back into the feeling of white hot pleasure, it was incredible. He loved the feeling of the man’s fingers inside him, almost as much as he loved the man’s lips on his own. He found himself thankful God had chosen him to be so special, that he got to be with Father Auguste forever. Through his thoughts and his loud moans, he began to mutter out,”F-Father…A-Ahh! Is this..h-ah!- heaven?”

“Heaven will feel even better than this, My love. Are you ready for it ?” He asked the boy, and Rollo moaned out a barely understandable yes. Auguste moved to lay beside the boy, and Rollo faced away from the man to be spooned. He felt himself get pulled into Father A’s warmth, and he nuzzled in needily. “I like this…” Rollo whispered softly to him, and could not articulate more how comforting this touch felt.

Auguste smiled softly at him and kissed his head, one of his arms snaking under him to hold him better. He used the other hand to position the tip of his cock into Rollo’s opening, making the boy whine softly at the teasing feeling.
“Ready, my child?” He asked, and Rollo nodded again. The discomfort was more than the fingers had been, and Rollo tried not to tighten around as his cock began to push inside of him. “I-Its big!” He whimpered out, and his tiny hand reached to the older man’s to hold onto his finger. He squeezed it softly, making Auguste slow down and kiss his head some more.
“Do you need me to stop, little one?” He asked gently. Rollo shook his head confidently, and leaned back to meet his eyes with Father A’s,”P-Please..don’t stop.” he begged. His blushing face was infectious, Auguste felt his own face grow hot at such a small boy begging him not to stop.

The priest continued then, even slower than before which was still a bit uncomfortable for the boy, but it was easier to adjust to. He felt it more and more, Father A’s cock filling him up deeper and deeper. It made him let out higher, louder moans than before. His whole body was on fire, his brain was mush, his face was hot. He didn’t think it could feel much better than this, this must have been what heaven felt like. This is what Father Auguste wanted to show him, and he loved it. He wanted to feel it more. He moaned out loudly, drooling, but nothing could prepare him for just how much better it could feel…
He felt Auguste’s free hand wrap itself around his little cock, and Rollo could have cum right then and there. His cock twitched in Father A’s hand, desperately begging for attention. He began to jack the little one off, and Rollo tightened around the man’s cock. Suddenly, there was even more pleasure than he could comprehend. Rollo whimpered and cried out, moaning,”F-Father!! Ahh, F-Father..~!” endlessly. His hand squeezed onto Auguste’s hand as the two moaned together.

Rollo began to feel something, something different. It was a pleasure deep inside his gut, which was expanding and enveloping his chest and his insides that the older man was fucking gently and lovingly. As he felt it rise and began to envelope his body in this intense heat, he felt something in his groin that was different too. His tongue lulled out of his mouth, and he was moaning loudly before it was too late,”I-I feel it!” He exclaimed,”I-I feel heaven, father!”
The man groaned and panted in tandem with the boy, as he felt himself growing closer too,”Good boy, l-let’s feel it together, then..~”

And in an instant, Rollo really did feel like he was in heaven. His muscles clenched, he felt something warm fill up his insides. He was pretty sure he moaned so loud the whole cathedral was sure to hear it, like music to Auguste’s ears. His little cock was leaking cum, twitching and throbbing from the pleasure of being touched even as Father Auguste stopped stroking him. Then they laid there, catching their breath, basking in the afterglow. Rollo still tensed on the man’s cock, but he nuzzled into him from behind and let out a content sigh. Then the pill hit him again, with a wave of tiredness that made his eyes slowly drift close and stay there. Auguste smiled sweetly and pulled out of him, then leaned up to pull the covers over them.

Rollo tried to get up for a moment, to show him he wasn’t done and he could handle more if that’s what Father A wanted, but Auguste hushed him sweetly and gently placed him back down in bed to get beside him,”Shh, rest now, my child. You’ve done such a good job.” He began to bet Rollo’s hair again softly.

The boy yawned, and he felt himself no longer resisting his need for rest. In the man’s arms he slowly started to drift off. But not before mumbling a drowsy,”I….I love you..”

Auguste smiled and leaned down to kiss the boy’s head one last time,”I love you too, my little angel.”

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When Rollo woke up next, everything was foggy. He was in the back seat of his parent’s car, fully dressed once again. He only assumed Father Auguste had redressed him, which he hummed fondly at the idea of while he started to glance up.
It seemed to be late, and his parents looked back to check on him before focusing their attention back on the road. Rollo’s eyes began to drift closed once more. He wished he’d woken up in Father A’s arms, but that was okay. He was eager for the time he’d see him next, hopefully he’d be able to visit the man again to feel heaven…

I thought Rollos were supposed to be filled with caramel?

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*Plagues your dash with Rollo Flamme*

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