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somekidnamedkai · 1 year

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Ray Blackwell & Sirius Oswald Fluff ABCs: F & P

Notes: I don’t really write for Ikerev anymore, but this was sitting in my drafts so I decided to post them

Characters: Ray Blackwell, Sirius Oswald

Warnings: None

Ray Blackwell

F = Family (do they want a family? if they do, when? how big?)

You mean another cat? He already has all those alley cats. Oh, you mean kids. But… the cats...

In all seriousness, Ray would love to have kids and start a family with you. He’s been thinking about having a family with you, thinking he’s planned it all out.

Two girls and two boys. Living in the black army. They’d like reading, and they’ll love cats just like their dad. And they’ll have their mom's beauty and kindness.

P = Pet names (do they have any pet names they use?)

The question is, is there a pet name he doesn’t call you? Nope. He’ll mostly call you Kitten or Sweetheart, but this man isn’t shy when it comes to calling you names.

He likes to try out different nicknames on you. See what he likes and what he doesn’t. So don’t be shocked if you wake up and he calls you Cupcake or M’lady.

“Do you even remember her name?! You terrible, terrible man!” Seth has shouted at Ray once or twice. But seriously. Does he remember your name? Or is your name Kitten now?

He does. Remember your name, that is. Whenever there’s a meeting he’ll refer to you by your name. Even then, he only does that because the last time he called you kitten at a meeting everyone thought he meant Belle.

“My Kitten is doing wonderful.”

“Glad to know that Belle is doing ok, but I was asking about Alice.”

“I was talking about Alice.”

“You said-“

Sirius Oswald

F = Family (do they want a family? if they do, when? how big?)

Sirius is already a dad. He has his plants and the black army to look after. The little brats. They’re your family now.

But Sirius would love to have an actual family with you, he’d love to have some kids.

He wouldn’t ever admit it, but Sirius has daydreamed of some little munchkins of his running around (specifically ones that don’t go by the names Ray or Fenrir.)

Sirius would just love to have a family with you. He could imagine a little mini-you running around, and it warmed his heart up. After he proposed, his imaginings of a family grew. Sirius would often tell you how dreams of a family raising kids and having a nice family with you, and how he can’t wait because he loves you.

P =Pet names (do they have any pet names they use?)

You’ll always be Little Lady to Sirius. He’s tried to give you other nicknames but they’ve never “sounded right” according to him.

Before he stuck with Little Lady, however, he would call you some other pet names like Pumpkin, or Kid. It never worked out.

Sirius is kind of simple also, so he’s not going to stress out over a little nickname for you. Little Lady rolls off his tongue, so why try to change anything?

It was perfect. You were perfect.

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toloveawarlord · 2 years

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Hello! It's that time of year (almost)!

Request Status: CLOSED

I am going to go ahead and open up requests for this so that I have plenty of time to work on them! All information will be listed under the cut, including the list of prompts in text format!

You must be 18+ to request!

I will be editing this to add in the requests that are sent! Unless a day has a strike through, it is still available! I am accepting more than request for each day

Character Choice:

IkePri: All (Except Keith; I don't know him as well)

IkeRev: All

IkeVamp: All

Genshin Impact: Scaramouche; Childe; Pantalone; Zhongli; Kaeya; Diluc; Venti; Chongyun; Heizou; Ayato; Albedo; Xiao; Kazuha; Thoma;

Tokyo Revengers: Ran; Rindou; Mikey; Chifuyu; Kazutora; Koko; Inui: Shinichiro; Wakasa; Izana; Baji; Naoto; Sanzu; Hanma

It shouldn't have to be stated, but for anyone confused, ALL characters will be of legal age.

Requesting:

♦ Choose: x MC or x Reader

♦ Pick a Day (Please pay close attention to day 9: Roleplay)

I am accepting more than one request per day!

Prompts:

1. Consensual Somnophilia - Licht x MC

2. Friends with Benefits - Baji x Reader; Mikey x Reader; Gilbert x MC

3. Office - Lance x MC

4. Punishment- Chevalier x Reader

5. Stuck in the Wall - Xiao x Reader; Baji x Reader x Chifuyu

6. Begging - Leonardo x Reader

7. Aphrodisiac/Sex Pollen - Ray x MC; Diluc x Reader

8. Overstimulation - Venti x Reader; Sub!Clavis x Dom!Reader

9. Role Play (These only: Maid/Servant; Doctor/Nurse; Prisoner/Guard; Teacher/Student; Boss/Employee; Repairman or Delivery Man/Strapped for Cash; Jock/Nerd; Burglar; Study buddies;) - Heizou x Reader (Teacher/Student)

10. Cockwarming - Edgar x MC; Clavis x Reader

11. Blow Job - Shinichiro x Reader

12. Bath/Shower - Sariel x MC; Xiao x Reader

13. Sex Toys - Fenrir x Reader; Sub!Clavis x Dom!Reader

14. Massage - OP's Choice

15. Caught Masturbating - Kokonoi x Reader ; Leonardo x Reader

16. Window/ Balcony - Chevalier x Reader

17. Brat Taming - Kazutora x Reader; Sariel x Reader

18. Outdoors - Ran x Reader

19. Quickie - Inui x Reader

20. Deep Throat - Sanzu x Reader

21. Bondage - Albedo x Reader

22. Breeding - Comte x MC; Sirius x Reader; Harr x Reader

23. Fingering - Kazutora x Reader

24. Edging - Dean x MC

25. Public - Thoma x Reader

26. Squirting: Rindou x Reader; Comte x Reader

27. Car - Baji x Reader

28. Electro Stimulation - Hanma x Reader

29. Rope Play - Draken x Reader

30. Hand cuffs - Pantalone x Reader

31. Fuck Machine: Dom!Scaramouche x Reader;

As a side note: I am always open to requests with my ocs

Happy Kinktober everyone!

-Ruka

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chaosangel767 · 2 years

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REQUESTS OPENING SOON FOR SUMMER OF SMUT **Closed**

Hey Darlings,

My requests are opening for the Summer Of Smut event on July 5th at 12pm EST.

This lovely event is hosted by @voltage-vixen & @xxsycamore! All the details can be found here.

⛱️Guidelines ⛱️

18+ -Minors DNI

Each Character and prompt can only be requested once

Word Count may vary

Crossed out means taken

Up to 2 characters & one Prompt per request

Accept suitor x suitor, suitor x Reader, suitor x mc

please specify reader/ MC's gender. (Alice, Emma, Mitsuki will be defaults for their fandoms)

⛱️Fandoms ⛱️

IkeRev: Ray, Sirius, Luka, Seth, Fenrir, Lancelot, Jonah, Edgar, Kyle, Zero, Harr, Loki, Blanc, Dalim, Dean, Mousse, King Sandwich, Jack Sandwich, Fenray Sandwich

IkePri: Jin, Chevalier, Clavis, Leon, Yves, Licht, Nokto, Luke, Rio, Sariel, Gilbert

IkeVamp: Napoleon, Jean, Mozart, Theo, Arthur, Vincent, Leonardo, Comte, Issac, Sebastian, William

Obey Me: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphegor, Solomon, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos

Court of Darkness: Guy, Toa, Fenn, Roy, Lynt, Rio

⛱️Prompts ⛱️

July 17th - Playing dirty in a water fight | Summertime strip tease

July 18th - Blow jobs with a cooled tongue | Blow jobs on the beach

July 19th - Beach bar flirting ends in a one-night stand | Sexy summer fling

July 20th - Nighttime skinny dipping | Forgetting a bathing suit

July 21st - Quickies in the shade | A shaded affair

July 22nd - Sharing a cold drink | Sharing a popsicle

July 23rd - Hand jobs in the car at the outdoor movie theater | Cockwarming in the car at the outdoor movie theater

July 24th - Sneaking a hand into the bikini | Bonded by the bikini top

July 25th - Sleek in sunscreen | Tracing along the tan lines

July 26th - Bodies pressed tightly together in the hammock | Sex under the sun dress

July 27th - Sneaking out of a pool party | Conjoined under the water

July 28th - A summer getaway sexathon | Cumming on a cross-country car trip

July 29th - Hot skin + cold substances | The MC/LI's body as a sponge

July 30th - Welcoming the sunrise on the shore | Stranded on an isolated island together

July 31st - Free Prompt

Tagging: @thewitchofbooks, @toloveawarlord, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly, @aquagirl1978, @devildomwritersposts, @queen-dahlia, @sarahann-1984, @canaria-blackwell, @ikesimp100, @kpop-and-otome, @citizensofcradle, @littlewitty, @curious-skybunny, @lordsisterxotome, @namine-somebodies-nobody, @queengiuliettafirstlady, @jihanel, @atelieredux, @violettduchess - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.

See you guys on July 5th 💛🧡💛

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niphredil-14 · 2 years

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Blame @kisara-16 for this and don’t come at me for my terrible photoshop skills

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writer-akihiko · 2 years

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Henlo... my i ask a headcannon of ikerev boys and mc pregnant and how the boys deals her pregnancy mood swing? Thank you ❤

IkeRev Boys + Pregnant!MC

My first headcanons of IkeRev on this blog! These are generally shorter than I would've liked, but I hope you understand that there's a lot of characters!

If you are under 18, do not read. This work contains sexual themes. Please also consider blocking the [#slightly not family friendly] tag on my blog because I still will be posting that kind of content.

Lancelot Kingsley

Lancelot is informed that you would be facing a change of mood while you carry his child. In all honesty, he's unsure about what to expect

He's over the moon that you were with child. The entire night his work was abandoned, spending the hours to hug you close, his hand running over the lower half of your stomach

He hates it when you get pregnancy pains. Mainly for the reason that he can't take the pain away from you…

When mood changes hit, he keeps his mouth shut. For as much as he wants to say that you shouldn't overreact, he values cuddling you in bed

Expect a dinner with your favourite foods after your fits of moods, as his way to make it up to you. He'll dress up, wearing the uniform you favoured the most, as a feast for your eyes only

Jonah Clemence

If you go into fits of emotions, your husband Jonah will also get emotional. Honestly, with the way that he's reacting, people might believe that he's the one pregnant with the child

You tried to keep it hidden, but the one time that Jonah triggered your mood swings was when he tsked at one of the names of your child, unsure about it

He was thrown in a panic at your sudden crying, asking you to tell him what was wrong and resorting to handing you your favourite items just so you could cease crying

The mood swings aren't the biggest thing that stress him out during your pregnancy. In all honesty, he's worried about getting you around, and wants to prevent any accidents of falling

He's making you stay in his family estate where you're well taken care of in your late stages of pregnancy. He's promised to return every night to you, even if you're not awake, as he presses a kiss to your forehead of your sleeping self

Edgar Bright

He's surprised by the pregnancy at first, but he's quick to add up the pieces about your strange behaviour. He even knows that you're pregnant before you do

It's certainly unplanned, but he's not one to get panicked about it. He's joyous, smiling around the office which shocks the other officers, believing he's pulling something sinister behind their backs

He's very good at handling your mood swings, accommodating to them. When you're angry, he'll listen to you. When you're in tears, he'll wipe them away and say that you're alright

He's gotten used to predicting the kinds of moods that could come about with you. He even has teas to calm you down if you need it

The thing he hasn't gotten used to is your aches. His massages are helpful, but he frowns every time they return. In his childish moments, he scolds your body for hurting you such as 'YN's body… stop hurting my beloved alright?'

Kyle Ash

He may be a doctor, but he's not always a sharp one with how much he'd drink in one night. It just so happened to coincide with the moment you decided to tell him you were pregnant

Well, it's not like he remembers with the hangover. Kyle soon asks you to help him recall what happened, and initially it wasn't a big issue…

Until later in your pregnancy, you kept reminding him of the incident. Really, it's not you, nor does he blame you, as he soothes you while you're upset

The one thing that shocks everyone about your pregnancy is that Kyle Ash swore off alcohol the morning after you told him you were pregnant. Of course, this included Zero locking up the bottles in your house at the office instead

He's a man of sheer will when it came to you, so he kept his word. What he didn't stay off though, was having you in his bed. They do say that having some sensual time eases your aches, as the doctor allows it…

Zero

This sweet ace is so gentle with you when he hears the news. You told him during a tea party of the Red Army, and the officers saw him shed happy tears, gently hugging you as he thanks you

Zero began to doubt his strength, not wanting to crush you and the baby at all, so he starts to stay away from you, even hesitating to hold your hand in those days

He's not entirely aware of the emotional changes that could come with pregnancy, so it definitely stumps him when he can't figure out why you're crying

You try to explain it to him through your tears, but it's too late as Zero is already running out the door to demand the bakery for your favourite pastry that he forgot to buy this morning

He's confused about it, but he's able to help you calm down when you need to. You in turn help him be comfortable with touching you, him touching your rounding stomach bringing an intense blush to his cheeks

Ray Blackwell

He's over the moon that you're pregnant, but soon he grows anxious that he doesn't know much about what might happen to you besides your obvious physical changes

He was surprised that it was given an okay by the doctor to be sensual during your pregnancy. Not that he's complaining, but he still makes sure to surround you by pillows to support you

Ray mostly thought that your change of mood was because he did something wrong. He feels even worse when you apologise for it, since you can't help it

It's a learning curve to help you, but he'll study every book about it if it means he can be a better husband to you

He loves putting his head against your stomach and kissing it, then kissing you. He's loving both his child and his beloved wife, and he gets to rest with both of them

Sirius Oswald

With witnessing his mother through the pregnancies of his younger siblings, he's more prepared than you thought he was

Sirius is one who asks you if you need anything first, and whether you're fine with him leaving for work. Sometimes, he stays with you a little longer if you need him to

Well, in all physical aspects, Sirius has it well covered. On the emotional side… he's not lacking, he just needs time to understand your moods

He too feels that it is his fault, often seeking advice from his family on how to support you. There was a time with a mood swing that you hated to see him, where the man couldn't help but worry himself at work

At the end of the day, all the stress melts away when he sees you sleeping peacefully in your shared bed, hugging one of his coats close to your chest

Seth Hyde

He's absolutely delighted by the thought of you with his child. He's much more careful with his work, because he had you and his child to go back to

Your moods fall to being extremely worried to absolutely apathetic about him. He knows you can't control it, so he plays along, being affectionate or heartbroken when the scene calls for it

Seth is very strict about you walking around however. He doesn't want anybody to purposefully trip you over, or anyone on horseback to bump you so no matter what your mood is, you will hold his arm when outside

Seth however, is willing to fight anyone on the streets that comments about your growing stomach. He believes that you're carrying twins, already telling you every night what he thinks they might look like

Moods became less frequent, considering that Seth plays the scenario out hilariously that it causes you to snap whatever emotion you carried before

Luka Clemence

He almost dropped the pot of soup when you told him. If it weren't for Sirius, their dinner would be gone… Well, looks like there was another reason to celebrate!

He mostly wanted to spend time with you, to which everyone excused him for the time being. Your sweet Luka is holding your hand every step of the way…

Well, except for those moments when you decide that you're upset with him, to which he doesn't bother you. You're quick to snap out of it when you hear Luka's voice out the door, asking to be let in

He absolutely doesn't let Jonah visit, yet Jonah always finds a way. He actually prayed that Jonah finds you in a bad mood

Often times, Luka would make sure that you're always wearing something comfortable with comfortable food around you, as he holds your hand in the time he spends with you

Fenrir Godspeed

He twirls you around the room upon hearing the news. He's overwhelmed, going up to everyone he sees, telling them that he's going to be a father!

Actually, he's a nervous wreck about parenting a child. He's worried, but he often pushed it back to concentrate on your needs

He's unsure at first on how to tackle your sudden moods, but being around Fenrir lifts your spirits even though he's fidgeting around

Fenrir learns the changes that happen to your body, and he's noting them down, asking you about any aches that you feel. He's there to massage them away, to the best of his abilities

He makes sure that his work and you are separate. No firearms around you, and when you visit him, he's helping with training or paperwork as to not stress you out

Blanc Lapin

He could tell that something was off, but he didn't expect a pregnancy! It's the first time he's ever speechless, his usual cool demeanour falling as he grasped to your hands tighter

He definitely asks Kyle about it, doing some reading on himself. Before going to bed, he also reads to you what he learns from the books and asks for your feedback on how he's caring for you. He's a busy man, but he tries

He often finds himself staring away at you, particularly at your growing stomach. It's still shocking to him that his child is in there somewhere…

One thing that he never misses out on is eating or dining with you. With him, you tend to vent out your frustrations to him. He often faces your mood swings head on, even so, you're not harsh on him

You fear he overworks himself that he has no time for himself, but your worries are washed away when you find him reading a paper about the names he shortlisted for your child

Oliver Knight

In his taller form, he couldn't help but pick you up in his arms and twirl you around. Of course he wants to raise a family with you! The only issue that he pushed back was…

It was a little odd to walk around with you in the mornings with you pregnant. It made HIM look like your child

The amount of times he had to hold back from punching the people who'd ask him if he's excited for a sibling… He often says nothing, because any skeptics would stress you out

He asks Kyle to accompany you most of the time, and he does get jealous…. It quickly fades when Kyle faces your ever changing moods

Often Oliver is the one who'll make your mood swings vanish, but with how busy he is, he's often worried that he won't be there for you. He makes time, always returning at night to you though

Loki Genetta

He doesn't process what you said at first. Then, your Loki faints from the news, the Black Army having to put him in bed as you wait for him to awake

He's asking you if it's true, and when you nod, he pulls you into a tight hug. He's overwhelmed, incredibly emotional as he cries into your chest with nothing but love and thankfulness to you

He tries to play off that he's nervous, but his thoughts run wild at every possibility that could go wrong. You have to sit down with him and talk him through it

He often tails behind you quietly, but he goes into a frenzy when he sees you cry your heart out all of a sudden… That was your first mood swing

It was a surprise to Blanc to find you and Loki sobbing to each other on the floor of his living room when he got back

Harr Silver

Your Harr was frozen the moment you told him. Nothing you told him got him to snap out of it… and just when you were having a peaceful meal together

Harr is unconfident that he could do this on his own, so he's quick to ask Sirius or Lancelot for help. It's to their shock of course, but they welcome him

You settle near the Central Quarter, with easier access to care. You do appreciate what he does, but your emotional changes cause you to be annoyed with your husband

It's not good for his heart really, as you refuse to hold to his hand. But Kyle said that this could happen, so if you disliked him, this man would put on a disguise to escort you to the doctor's

Harr's adorable way of supporting you makes you quickly jump into his embrace full of love, as Harr holds you gently, his next fear being that he might squish you…

Mousse Atlas

It's difficult to catch your sleepy husband with full attention, so you just so happen to put some caffeine in his breakfast just so he'd listen

YN, if he was still sleepy, he'd react the same as news that you were with child kept replaying over and over again in his mind

It was the first time anyone'd see him so motivated to finish work. Even so, he didn't go out drinking. Instead, he goes home straight to you, to get the nap he was dreaming of, with his arms cradling you and the child close to him

Mousse is learning, but it surprises everyone else that he'd sometimes ask random questions about pregnancy and fatherhood

Mousse surprisingly isn't the target of your mood swings. He'd watch you in amusement as you scold the inanimate object for being in your way, as he simply agrees with your statements

Dalim 'Dum' Tweedle

He thinks you're joking at first, but then you throw a pillow at him. Then he believes it, now comforting you and kissing your forehead with promises of getting through it together

He's your victim of your moods, often getting things thrown at him such as your towel, or your pillow as you pout at him at something he didn't do

He only teases you back, that boyish smile of his getting you back every time, as you pull the sheets closer to your chest

Of course he's going to bed you to help you with your pregnancy cramps! If it helps, he's willing to try anything!

At the end of the day, he sits on the edge of the bed, his fingers ghosting over your skin with his eyes filled with adoration at your sleeping, growing form…

Dean Tweedle

Dean is on his knees when he hears the news. He has his head to your lap, letting you play with his hair as he takes the moment in…

After that, it becomes incredibly hectic. He tries to reschedule everything so he'd be home by the evening, but sometimes you take it upon yourself to go to the academy or library

His students are in awe at how their stoic professor turns to an absolute mess, worrying about every inch and hair on your body, asking you if you struggled, whether someone bothered you-

Most are aware, but those who aren't… They often give you a hard time, causing you to go into a fit as the newly appointed guards won't allow you to see your husband!

Dean is equally upset, so your continuous mood is justifiable in his opinion. As he watches you, he's simply glad that he's not the target of your rage…

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maria-chwan · 2 years

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What is this morning?

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Summary: Finished!! Unexplained and crazy shit happens in the morning because the Black Army wants to do favors. Reader didn't expect this. Softness, unexplained craziness. That's it.

Characters: Black Army (Ray, Sirius, Luka, Fenrir, Seth), Reader

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Sometimes you live a series of moments that feel like a dream. Unrealistic.

Today morning you feel like you are living in a haze. You have to wake up at five a'clock today, to go to work. You have to take the bus and travel almost an hour to the work.

You wake up when your alarm clock goes off. The birds have barely began singing outside.

Instead of being alone in your room, the first thing you see is Seth sitting in the chair in front of your table. Then again, you are too tired to freak out about it. Seth shuts up the alarm with a press of a button. He is sitting with his legs crossed while you keep laying underneath your soft covers for a couple of minutes.

Finally, you get up and softly walk to your closet to change your clothes. It is silent in the room, even though there's two of you and you haven't invited Seth.

You leave the room. The house is silent. Cold gray morning light colors the hallway. You walk to the bathroom with a blank look on your face. It is so early.

You stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Again, you haven't invited any company. But it's too early. It's understandable that you barely notice Sirius. He emerges like a ghost from the corner of the bathroom while you grab your toothbrush. You don't acknowledge him as he stands there, brushing your hair while you brush your teeth.

Maybe you are listening to music with your headphones, maybe you are not. It is silent in the house. Nobody speaks a word. You don't want to disturb, and you feel undisturbed.

You make yourself breakfast in the kitchen. A simple meal under the gray morning light, just enough to sustain you. Damn, you think to yourself. There is no escaping the long work day you are going to have today.

Nobody else has to wake up this early except you. Your mood is flat, until you notice that it's you and Luka alone in the kitchen.

Luka pulls out a chair for you. He pushes the chair closer to the table after you sit down. You smile slightly.

You remember Seth and Sirius from earlier. Finally, something inflates inside of you. You don't think much about it, but you aren't ignoring it anymore.

You eat. Damn, you think to yourself again. You are going to work early today.

You are like a zombie, being awake at this miserable hour. And damn, you think to yourself. There really is something unexplained and unrealistic happening in the house this morning.

Something with the boys...

It's time to leave the house and go to the bus stop. You may be unmotivated and tired to go to work, but you are smart enough to expect something similar to earlier favors to happen when you go to the front door to put your shoes on.

You are correct in your expectation. When you are putting your shoes on, a coat is being offered and held open for you so that you can slip your arms in the sleeves. You can thank Sirius for that.

You adjust the bag on your shoulder, slowly blinking your eyes. You haven't stopped feeling hazy. It's early in the morning. You step closer to the front door. At the same time you step closer to the hat stand that stands next to the door.

Fenrir is laying on top of the hat stand.

As you reach out to open the door, Fenrir reaches down while balancing himself. He is hanging off from the hat stand while his legs grab it. While reaching out like an acrobat, he holds out a face mask to cover your face.

You stop in your tracks. Fenrir hooks the face mask behind your ears so carefully, without saying a word.

You don't ask. You open the door to see the sunrise. You hear the birds chirp. A slightly disturbing sound in the morning.

You close the door behind you. You walk to the bus stop in a haze. But you are also feeling better. Because the boys did something.

Ray is standing alone in front of the bus stop, dressed in his coat and a sword on his hip. He nods at you and waits without speaking until your bus comes and when it comes, he steps inside with you.

He sits behind you in the bus. You don't speak. He keeps you silent company and when you step out of the bus, he is in the window smiling at you as the bus drives away.

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gossamer-sky · 3 years

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Aloha sweetie 🌸 I hope you are well! Thank you for opening your requests again, I'm sure your inbox will be packed in no time😁 May I request E, V, Y for Sirius and our darling Clemence brothers please? Merci 💋

Thank you darling, I hope you are doing well too! 💖🥰

Sirius

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

- Sirius is experienced in a way that makes you want to go back and personally thank everyone that got him to this point

- With him you discover many interesting things about yourself; he coaxes sensations out of you that seem almost magical, pleasure so sharp that it blinds you

- You find out a lot of interesting sounds you can make too

- He is very observant as well, studying your reactions the way a painter studies his subject; every brush of his fingers and drag of his tongue seek out new ways to make you fall apart

- He has an easy air of confidence, his usual assuredness but increased tenfold. It simultaneously has the power to calm any jitters you may have but also lights a fire in you, anticipation building from just a glance in your direction

- His eyes seem to hold such promise; there is a calm focus he gets, no matter how hard he’s rocking into your body, no matter how many times you’ve clenched down on his fingers inside you

- Not the type to brag about his past bedroom experience, but the man clearly knows what he’s doing

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

- He usually isn’t particularly vocal, and it becomes a kind of game for you to figure out what makes him slip up

- If you kiss him until your mouth is buzzing with sensitivity and then bite down on his lower lip he’ll let out a choked groan from deep in his throat, barely audible unless you’re paying attention and you are

- Scratching your nails down his chest provokes a hitched huff of air, like he knows how you’re toying with him and yet is helplessly responsive anyway

- He’s only ever at his loudest when you’re on your knees, filthy words finally escaping his slack mouth after you’ve worked your throat open on his cock, sloppy in exactly the way he likes. He’ll desperately grip your hair in a too-tight fist, gazing down at you with eyes half-lidded, tongue stumbling over praise

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- As someone who projects such a mature and put-together appearance, he is very unused to dealing with his near-constant desire for you

- Does it make him feel young and out of control all over again? Yes, but although he would usually hate such a feeling, with you it’s intoxicating

- He does his best to contain it and mostly succeeds (because he really wouldn’t get any work done if he got distracted every single time he remembers how incredible it feels to be inside you)

- He’s so good at disguising his want that it takes you a few months to discover his tells - but once you do, all bets are off

- If you tease him when he’s already riled up there is a 90% chance that he’ll brush your hair back and gently inform you that he’ll have to teach you how to behave later (the other 10% is for when he breaks, hastily locking the door before spreading you out over his desk and shoving his head between your legs until you’re pushing forgotten paperwork to the floor)

Jonah

E = Experience

- He is experienced, knows exactly how to give it to you right

- Actually, he takes a great deal of personal satisfaction in rendering you flushed and speechless, whether that be with his hands or mouth or tongue

- What he doesn’t have much experience with is giving himself over, trusting you with his raw emotions and reactions, handing over his body to you

- With slow, careful encouragement he becomes more open, until you realize that his hesitancy to be vulnerable does not stem from fear that he won’t enjoy giving over control, but rather that he’ll enjoy it too much

- He is so easily cracked open for you; cupping his face softly in your hands, his arms held tight behind his back, whispering how good and beautiful he is - there will already be tears of shocked pleasure beading at his pale lashes and you’ve barely begun

- He has never dreamed of having this with someone before, and he’s so lovely in his gratitude

V = Volume

- Objects vehemently to the insinuation that he gets loud in the bedroom, although everyone that happens to be in the vicinity would rather disagree

- He has a tendency to get so overwhelmed with sensation that he doesn’t even realize the noises that are coming from his own mouth

- When he’s overstimulated, the slightest touch on his heated skin will leave him panting, chest heaving, ribs expanding in shuddering inhales

- There’s honestly times that you do seriously consider soundproofing your bedroom, as you can never focus enough in the moment to quiet each other down; the two of you just get so tangled up in each other that you forget the rest of the world

- You certainly remember it well enough the next morning though, with Zero flustered and determinedly avoiding direct eye contact, and Edgar perched across the table smirking into his tea

Y = Yearning

- It’s not just sex that Jonah craves with you, but also the intimacy. He’ll very often seek out contact with you, sliding his arm around your waist or pressing a lingering kiss your cheek

- It surprises you at first how open he is with his affection, but when you ask him about it he gives you an incredulous look and replies that of course he wants everyone to see how much he loves you - and vice versa preferably

- You’re fairly practiced at keeping things proper mostly in public spaces, making do with hidden and not-so-hidden touches

- Satisfying yourselves with his fingers caressing the line of your neck and you leaning just a little too far into him to be considered completely innocent

- However, there are certainly times when the two of you have to bid hasty goodbyes before you get caught up in each other once more

- Often you can’t quite make it to a bed quickly enough, Jonah capturing you against the walls of empty hallways, firm thigh pushing between your own until you’re grinding down open-mouthed, fingers caught on his shoulders (you never realized that the red army headquarters had so many empty closets, but you’re thankful for them just the same)

- When you tell Jonah that he is, in fact, much too loud to keep dragging you into said closets, he simply sniffs derisively and pretends not to hear you

Luka

E = Experience

- Luka isn’t very experienced at all and often finds himself asking you to show him what you like, guiding your hands to rest low on your hips before retreating slightly, eyes burning from where he gazes at you

- He loves to watch, eagerly following how your fingers slide between your legs; it’s difficult to not put on a show when you have such a rapt audience

- If you gasp, he’ll jolt in surprise, throat drying at how you work yourself over, bringing yourself to the edge and holding there, showing him everything

- When he can’t take it anymore he’ll crawl over to you on his hands and knees, clever fingers sliding beside your own

- Lowly asking if this is right, if it feels good

- You know he means it seriously - he’s so fucking earnest, even like this - but with those words in that tone, his voice tight with want and the rough callouses on his fingertips, it doesn’t take much before you’re shivering and falling over the edge

V = Volume

Answered here 💕

Y = Yearning

Answered here 💕

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lordsisterxotome · 3 years

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Making a Meal Out of You (Sirius Oswald x Reader)

Fandom: Ikemen Revolution

Pairing: Sirius Oswald x Reader

Prompt: “No, no this is about you. Lay back and enjoy.”

Warning: Smut! Minors DNI!!!🔞

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 794

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Author’s Note: This ended up being a lot shorter than I thought it would. Huh. My being exhausted when I wrote it probably has something to do with that. Enjoy day 16 of @xxsycamore’s Visions of Temptation event!

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“Siriussss,” you drew out his name, exasperated. The tightening of your fingers in his hair only made him groan in delight as he enjoyed every one of your reactions. “No, no, this is about you,” he’d said. “Lay back and enjoy,” he’d said, but he was going so slowly it was driving you crazy.

When this had first started, a clumsy mess of giggles and kiss-hungry lips stumbling through the door of his room, you’d thought this evening would involve a little more than your boyfriend simply eating you out until you couldn’t take it anymore. Here you were though, and no amount of begging and pulling on his hair seemed to sway him from taking his sweet time with you.

Peering up at you from where he’d made his home between your legs, Sirius smirked, thumb wiping your arousal from his bottom lip. “What is it, angel?” he asked oh so innocently, as if he didn’t know exactly what he was doing to you.

Glaring down at him, you tried and failed to close your legs, his fingertips digging into your thighs as he held them open. “Please...do something already!”

“But why? This is fun for me, you know.” His eyes darted back to your dripping pussy, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. “And your body doesn’t dislike it either.”

He’d brought you to the brink countless times now, inflicting sweet, sweet torment on your body as you writhed and mewled in his hold. A rare hunger shone in his gaze, hot and heavy, and you could see his cock lay swollen and erect against his abs. Despite the fact that it must’ve been painful by now, he seemed more than content to remain with his face pressed against your core, savoring you like it would be the last time he would ever get a taste.

His tongue licked up your slit for the countless time that night, making you shudder as his fingers stroked your folds. Adjusting his grip, he threw your legs over his shoulders, pressing impossibly closer. You threw an arm over your eyes as you sobbed, panting, and he lapped eagerly at your clit, circling the bundle of nerves. A full-body tremble was beginning to wrack your form, your hands scrabbling in the sheets for some shred of control as stars danced across your vision.

Even so, he took pity on you, smoothing a large hand up your abdomen until it covered a breast and rolled your hardened nipple between two fingers. “Ohh,” you mewled, relieved at the extra stimulation as your smaller hand covered his. His answering moan vibrated through you in response, your hips rutting gently against his mouth.

If you didn’t know what had gotten into him tonight, neither did he. When he’d first conveyed his desire to make love to you tonight, Sirius hadn’t thought about spending the evening eating you out until you were an oversensitive mess. The moment your taste had touched his tongue, however, he couldn’t get enough, determined to spoil you until your body knew his love indisputably.

“I love you,” he murmured, kissing the soft skin of your inner thigh. Resting his cheek against the quivering flesh, he gazed up at you adoringly. “I love you so much.”

Blinking away the pleasured tears in your eyes, you tried to focus on him amid the elusive orgasm once again coiling in your belly. “I love you, too,” you managed, heart pounding in your chest. “Now will you please let me cum?!”

Bright laughter poured from him as he pulled your hips up, bending over your core. Licking his glistening lips, he winked at you. “Whatever you want, princess.”

“Oh, god!” Each lick and suckle seemed more intense in this position, your thighs trembling around his head as your juices dropped down his chin. You were so close again, and this time Sirius wasn’t stopping, his tongue dipping past the tight ring of muscle that marked your entrance. “Sirius, I’m going to-!”

His name tore from your lips on a desperate scream as he finally let you cum, waiting to lap up everything you had to offer before he gave you more. Releasing your hips, he let you catch your breath for a moment, trailing his fingers up your hip and heaving breast before cupping your cheek in his large palm. You peered up at him through half-lidded eyes as he settled himself above you, legs tangled against the sheets.

Despite the oversensitivity inevitably lingering in your core, the evening was far from over. Sirius planned to envelop you in his love tonight, to reaffirm what he so often was unable to put into words. He was going to do much more than make a meal out of you.

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moos-cow · 3 years

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Need a Hand 🔞

Pairing: Sirius Oswald/Reader (Fem) Fandom: Ikemen Revolution Genre: SMUT Rating: Explicit, NSFW Warning: Aphrodisiacs, Curses Word Count: 2,050

"Mmm-" You scrunch your brows and turn in bed at feeling overwhelmingly warm and agitated all over. Hoping to get a little relief, you reach to remove the sheets that covered your body, only to feel a faint cool breeze brush up against your leg-- sending a shiver straight through your limbs, and making the goosebumps rise.

"Mmm-", you whine again and give out a shuddering sigh. Thanks to your lack of covers, the building pressure licking deep within your stomach was now brought to your attention-- rendering you fully awake and leaving you breathing heavier than usual.

You turn to your side and pull your legs in, pressing a hand to your lower abdomen as you begin racking your brain for the cause of your morning sickness-- you didn't really eat anything bad the day before, nor was it time for your period.

Minutes that seemed like hours passed by as you squirm and whimper in bed, trying to find a position to ease you from your current predicament. You try to go back to sleep, but the growing feeling just makes it impossible. You run a shaky hand through your hair to find your face covered in a thin film of sweat.

Just as you begin to panic, a short knock at your door could be heard. "Little lady, are you alright?"

You recognize the voice to be Sirius'; checking in on you due to your absence at breakfast. You open your mouth, but no words would come out. Your legs pull in closer at their own accord, and the feeling of warmth and pressure dramatically increase in your lower half.

He knocks again, more concern lacing his tone this time, "Y/N? Y/N, I'm coming in."

"No!" your declaration comes out in a surprising moan, and you quickly bring a hand up to cover your mouth out of pure embarrassment. But it was too late, the Queen cracked open your door and entered your room.

"Y/N?" Sirius calls. You bite your lip and dig your face into the pillows in an attempt to hide yourself from view.

He saunters close to your side and sees your eyes shut, face flushed and contorted as you bite down hard on your lower lip. Brows furrowed, he brings his gloved hand to brush your hair away from your face, and then rests it on your shoulder. His touch only makes you quiver and your walls begin throbbing with need.

"You're hot... Can you look at me? What are you feeling, Y/N?"

"I... I don't know..." You sob weakly through half-lidded eyes, and press your hand in deeper to your lower abdomen with obvious effort. "P-please... Make it s-stop..."

Sirius studies you, amethyst eyes locking first into your fully dilated ones before travelling down your frame. Only when he notices your thighs rubbing together ever so slightly does he get an inkling-- he quickly scans your room for anything out of place and spots a purple bottle perched on top of your vanity, it's label read 'aromatherapy bath oil', and a matching box sat prettily next to it.

He reads through the listed ingredients and quickly identifies the first four being strong aphrodisiac floral components. Sirius sighs in disbelief-- his hunch was correct after all.

He places a hand on your arm and you startle at his touch, "Y/N, have you used this?"

You sheepishly nod at the bottle in his hand. "Once... last night."

Sirius meets your gaze again, sympathy painted across his face as his lips seal into a thin line; honestly troubled by your current situation.

"Sirius, wh... what's g-going on?" you manage to ask without eliciting anything lewd in front of the Queen. Your concern was growing, but so did the throbbing of your now aching walls.

"It's... an aphrodisiac, little lady."

Your eyes shot wide at Sirius' words. You knew it was just a bath oil, meant to help you relax, and it smelled good-- sweet and floral. If it were that, surely, the store would've labeled it properly.

"H-how long?" you quickly ask. The dampness of your underwear didn't help at all as it's friction sent a shock of pleasure through you the moment you shifted to lay on your back; despite repressing the overwhelming feeling, a hungry groan rips from your throat and you press down even harder on your lower abdomen, restraining your hand from moving further south.

"A couple more hours at the least..." Sirius trails off.

"Fuck..." You groan, tone mixed with both desperation and resignation as you felt like you began to drown in your own arousal. Your immediate need to orgasm is beginning to mess with your head.

"Sirius, please," you place your free trembling hand over his and beg; eyes glued to his lips that you just want to ravage. You couldn't wait it off any longer. You were desperate to be touched, to be filled, to be relieved from the pent-up pressure and pain from denial.

"Y/N…" Sirius' eyes widen at your request-- your pleading, rather. He slips his hand further down your arm to hold the hand pressed against your abdomen firmly; seeking for confirmation. You squeeze his hand and flash him a brief yet reassuring smile.

He lets go of you for a moment and your hand suddenly feels empty. The tapping of his combat boots against your wooden floor amplifies in your ears, your eyes follow him as he locks your door and hangs his coat on your sofa. He folds his shirt up to his elbows, and you revel in the sights of his toned forearms.

Sirius climbs back up on your bed and roughly brings your hands up and over your head; locking it in place with his hand. His handsome face hovering just inches over yours as he brings his free hand to his mouth, tugging his glove off by his teeth.

"You sure about this, little lady?" he asks, trying to hold his composure; yet his bare hand continuously travels down your torso and splays onto your thigh; reaching down to rake the skirt of your nightgown up, just enough to reveal your underwear-- your drenched underwear.

"Yes. Fuck, yes…" you writhe in his hold, voice wanton, earning an amused grin from the Queen. As much as it pains him to admit, he likes this bold and demanding side of you-- your begging honestly turns him on.

Like a moth to a flame, his lips meet yours in a heated kiss, devouring you without remorse. Your tongue snakes into Sirius' mouth for more, but he quickly turns the tables-- swallowing your lewd moans as he gropes your breast from underneath your dress, twisting and tugging on a taut nipple. "Mmm--"

His kisses leave a wet trail down the side of your neck, then down to sucking and biting onto the fleshy area on your clavicle; you jolt and bite your lip to muffle your sounds. Not long after, he parts from you, satisfied by the red mark blossoming on your skin.

"Keep your hands there." Sirius orders, tugging your sheer nightgown over and above your head, and discarding it to the floor. Your chest heaves as he glides his hands from the sides of your waist to your breasts-- fondling the soft mounds with a squeeze. You sigh heavily, little mewls of pleasure begin to rise to your chest as he catches a sensitive bud with his mouth-- tugging and lapping, before switching to the other. You throw your head back and squirm underneath him, back arching at the electrifying sensation in your chest.

"P-please, more," you beg to the Queen, and he easily concedes. His bare hand slides down the front of your torso and over your panties. You gasp as his fingers grind languid circles around your clothed clit-- teasingly slow for your liking. You frown at his ministrations and wiggle your hips against his hand; he responds with a light chuckle then hooks his fingers around your panty waistband.

"Up." Sirius breathes against you to lift your hips; and you did, hips inching off the bed just enough. He deftly pulls your garment off, finally leaving you all bare for only him to see. He slides back up over you, chucking a knee to spread your legs wider on the mattress as his fingers slip between your folds and brushes against your clit, working circles around it again. You instantly gasp-- shuddering his name against him. Your back arches and your hands dig into the pillows above your head.

Hearing you call him like that was like music to his ears.

"Good?" he calls you back to attention, voice obviously raspier than usual. You nod your head in earnest as you feel your orgasm building up. Your walls begin to clench against nothing, arousal freely leaking on the sheets-- so, you reach your hand down. Your fingers brushing up on the tent in the Queen's pants. Startled at the sensation, he meets your gaze.

"Fuck me." you say shamelessly between moans-- fucking horny beyond reason that you're bordering on incoherency. Sirius stares at you seriously before a smile pulls up on the corner of his lips. He catches your wrists again and locks them above your head-- immobilizing you from stunts like those.

You were their esteemed guest, one who they vowed to protect in your one month stay in Cradle. It just wasn't like him to take advantage of you in your current state.

"Next time, little lady." he casually promises before taking your mouth again in his in a forceful kiss, swallowing your desperate moans and whines as he slips his long digits in your pussy-- the sudden intrusion and deft ministrations hits your sweet spot like magic.

Your thighs jerk close, your legs quiver, and the rapidly building pleasure in your core feels white hot and leaves you breathless; you instinctively grind against his hand, inching closer to release. As if on cue, he adds a thumb, roughly rubbing on the bundle of nerves and pumping you until you buckle beneath him, eyes shoot wide open as you try to tug your arms free from his grasp-- the momentary calm before the storm as your orgasm lurks just beneath the surface.

And finally, your hips twitch as you fall over the edge. Your pussy clenches around his digits, and your strained cry is partially muffled by his kiss. His ministrations continue, dragging out as much pleasure as possible as you come undone on his fingers.

As soon as the waves of pleasure subsides, Sirius pulls out, and you slump back on your bed-- spent, yet relieved from the fog of horniness that took over your body.

"Feeling better?" Sirius asks as he laid down on the bed beside you. You nod and bring your hands down in an attempt to cover your flushed face.

"Much better… I-I'm sorry… Uh, and… Thank you…" you mumble-- terribly ashamed for what just happened, thinking that you might not be able to look at the Queen of Spades in the eyes anymore; yet he just laughs at your growing concern.

"Wait," you peek from the spaces between your fingers and turn to the direction of Sirius' crotch.

"Don't worry about that, little lady." Sirius gently pats your head with his gloved hand and plants a kiss on your head, just before getting off of your bed.

Before you could ask any further, he walks away and disappears into your bathroom. Soon, you start to hear the water running, and Sirius comes back with a damp hand towel and gently starts wiping the leaked arousal from your legs.

Startled, you suddenly grab his hand and yank the towel away from him. "I… I think I can manage…"

"Can you walk?" he playfully retorts. You take it as a challenge and try to get up, but fail miserably-- stumbling forward straight into the Queen's chest.

He maneuvers and carries you in his arms-- bridal-style-- to the bathroom, and carefully settles you into the tub. The warmth from the water spreads through your tired limbs and you sink down further in relaxation.

"I'll be back with breakfast." Sirius calls from the door of your bathroom, unremarkably clad in his complete uniform, with your sheets in his arms.

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lotsoffandomstoimagine · 4 years

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Hello! If your requests are still open, I am wondering if you would be willing to write headcanons for ikerev? I'm sure that's why I followed idk any of ur other fandoms lmao 😂 (I still read all ur stuff tho lololol) I recently came home after a super massive panic at work and wonder, how would some of the ikerev boys comfort mc after one? If not all, maybe Sirius, Edgar or Jonah? If that's a topic you're uncomfy with it's ok to ignore this one. Much love to you and ur blog ❤️💖❤️

Aha, no problem! Thanks for reading my stuff! I'm just doing Sirius for this one because I'm b u r n t out I hope you don't mind!

If Sirius is there with you, he's going to immediately notice if something's wrong

He'll notice you tense up, or gradually exit the room, the panic in your eyes, or the hitch in your breath

He's dealt with anxiety/panic attacks before, seeing as some soldiers have come to him for help (it's the motherly vibes)

He's going to do his best to make you comfortable

If you can't talk at the moment, he's going to ask you yes/no questions and all you need to do is nod or shake your head

He's going to usher you out of the room, making a graceful excuse for your absence

He'll try to find a secluded corner, and he'll sit you down (on any surface available, including the floor) and he'll kneel/sit down infront of you and hold your hands

Sirius is very empathetic, so the sight of you in tears almost makes him cry, but he guides you through breathing exercises until you stop hyperventilating

He loves you so much and he's going to try to make sure that you are constantly comfortable, but he knows sometimes the attacks are unavoidable

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fandom-collective-writers · 3 years

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Dressed to the Nines (Fenrir/Reader/Seth)

Pairing: Fenrir / Reader / Seth Fandom: Ikemen Revolution Rating: SFW - Thriller Prompt: Stalker + Bite Word Count: 1,412 Written by: @moos-cow / @hamster-damn

October 31st.

There you were, standing in front of the mirror, drinking in the reflection of your own clad in a daring midnight blue off-shoulder gown.

“Stunning,” Seth spoke from the threshold of your room with a small box in hand that contained the final touch to complete your ensemble. He strode to stand behind you, warm hands lightly brushing over the fabric of your gown before settling on the curve of your hips, and his lips meeting the bare area between your neck and shoulder, “Absolutely stunning.”

You quickly turn in his arms to face him, "Who do I have to thank for, then?" you ask with a cheeky grin before leaning in for a quick peck on the lips. "Thank you, Seth. This dress looks absolutely beautiful."

"And you take beautiful to a whole new level, sweetie." He says, tucking a stray lock behind your ear. "Ah! We have something for you-" Seth lifts the small box up to your eye level. "Turn for me."

You turn as he unboxes the item to reveal an identical midnight blue choker necklace with a dangling crystal before securing it around your neck. But before you could comment any further, a chipper voice calls out from the hall and light tapping of boots quickly reach your room.

"Yo, Seth! Alice! Ya guys ready to go or-- wow." Fenrir stood by your doorway agape at the sight of you. Although he was already wearing his mask, a blush could still be seen creeping up high on his cheeks.

You take Seth's hand in yours and saunter towards Fenrir, taking his hand in your other free hand. "To the Civic Ballroom, yes?" the two follow after you to the waiting carriage with a spring in every step.

You arrive at the Civic Ballroom with your two escorts by your side. The doors to the annual ball opened before you, and the different sights, sounds, and scents wafted out to greet you. Officials and personalities from every quarter of Cradle had come and gathered to don their best outfits for a night to celebrate the spooky. Albeit masked, some of them you could still identify.

Among the dazzling sights before you, the buffet table caught your eyes the most, making it your first stop for the night. You filled your plate to the point of nearly overflowing, "Enjoying yourself, aren't we?" a chipper voice suddenly called from behind you.

You turned with a pastry-full plate in hand and a charcoal colored macaroon in the other. "Ray?" you call, but alas, there wasn't a sign of a single soul behind you. You study the area only to find nothing out of the ordinary.

You strut back to your table where you found Luka and Sirius with each a flute in hand. "Sirius! Luka!" You called to the two, sliding the tower of pastries you procured from the buffet table in front of them, "Have you seen Fenrir and Seth?"

"Seth's at one o'clock." Sirius tilted his flute towards the crowd around the 10 of Spades. Your eyes meet with Seth's for a brief moment before he goes back to entertaining the other guests.

"I saw Fenrir messing around with Ray earlier." Luka spoke quietly as he languidly reached for a lemon bar, obviously tired from socializing with the guests.

The ambient chitchat from all over the ballroom gradually faded as the music from the string quartet began to play. People from the center of the room moved to the sides as couples walked hand-in-hand to the center of the floor.

"Excuse me, miss" a man extends a hand to you from the side, "May I have the pleasure of having this dance?" Although you were slightly taken aback, you still reached your hand over to take his. A little dance won't hurt.

One became two, then three.

Three songs danced with three different guests, only the last one you identified to be the Queen of Hearts. His unmistakable mint hair and haughty comments resulted to your relentless bickering throughout the whole song. He tired you out so much, you needed to step out for a drink and some fresh air. The balcony on the second floor sounded like a nice idea to you.

Out the doors and into the dimly lit halls you went, pausing every so often to admire the artworks that hung on the Civic corridors. The sounds of the party slowly faded away the further you went, leaving you to the ambient silence and the tapping of your heels.

Moments later you realized that there were taps that weren't in sync with yours. You abruptly stopped and turned, but so do the taps. You strained your eyes to search for whoever or whatever was stalking you. Nothing. You continue your walk down to the moonlit balcony slightly bothered as you recalled the officers' haunting stories of the old building.

'Banging on conference rooms on the 2nd floor', 'Screams of fallen officers from the Gardens', 'The piano suddenly playing in the Main Ballroom', 'Whispers in the hall', and the infamous 'dragging of furniture across the diplomats' offices.'

A chill ran down your spine at the thought of the stories. You glanced at the doors to your sides, fervently wishing for not a single one to sound as you chanted "Ghosts aren't real" repeatedly from under your breath.

Five more doors 'til the balcony.

At your final glance, you catch an apparition trailing behind you. Your eyes widened in shock and you picked up the pace of your walk, racking your brain for ways to get out of this mess. The stairs was far behind you, you were too far down to scream for help, and daring to exit via the balcony was rather reckless. You needed to hide.

You twisted the knobs on the doors that you passed, all were locked except for one. You hurriedly entered and locked the door behind you, breathing heavily to catch your breath.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

You stumbled back at the loud banging on the door. The knob shook for a bit, but then stopped. Leaving you alone again to the ambient sounds of your surroundings.

You stepped out of your heels and began to walk around the room to inspect. The fireplace was on, yet there was no sign of any occupant. "Hello?" you called out for confirmation. Nothing. You slid your empty glass on the sole round table and leaned on the said furniture to calm your racing heart.

Just as you began to relax, the chipper voice from earlier spoke once again, startling you by its close proximity. "Having fun?"

A grin crept up your face as you caught the strained notes in his tone. You knew this voice too well to miss it. "Not so. I expected a bit more... thrill." You replied playfully and abruptly turned to the gentleman behind you.

Your breath hitched and your grin turned to pure shock. Before you was the man you were expecting, but not at all. His mouth and suit were drenched in a carmine liquid that reeked a certain metallic stench. "F-Fenrir," you stuttered, frozen in place as your eyes darted towards what laid behind him, behind the sofa-- a lifeless body.

You take a step back and bumped into the table. The glass tips and breaks as it fell to the floor, causing you to jump once more. Strong arms trapped you between his body and the furniture as he slowly leans in, nuzzling at the crook of your neck.

"Thrill eh? How 'bout a little bite, then?" He whispered in a sultry tone. “You look absolutely delicious tonight.”

With all your strength you can muster, you pushed him back and ran towards the door. Fumbling with the lock in the rush to unlock and open it. As the door swung wide open, Seth was there by the opening.

"Seth!" you screamed and pushed him away from the room. You grab his wrist and scrambled on your trembling legs to make a run for it with him. But he jerks you back and pulls you right into his chest, wrapping an arm around your waist to lock you in place.

"Fenrir, what did I tell you about playing with your food?" the older man scolded as he pulled you back into the room. You cry and you kick, but his grip never faltered. “Look at you, you’re a mess!”

"Forgive him, sweetie. He's still... adjusting."

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carnelianns · 4 years

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You’re such a good writer I’m so happy I found your blog!!! Hope youre safe during this quarantine. May I request ★ ⚚ and♩ for Nobu? Sirius and Jean too if it’s alright >.< Thank you!

ure too kind :(( hope u stay safe too, anon!

★ - sad headcanon

Nobunaga Oda

The man’s happy enough as is, with you by his side on his journey to rule the world, so not much can make him sad — he doesn’t enjoy dwelling on the past.

Sometimes, it just can’t be helped, though. When he’s feeling particularly blue, he’s noticeably more quiet, often staying cooped up in his chambers, staring wistfully at the sky if his presence isn’t needed elsewhere.

Whenever this happens, make sure to wrap your arms around his waist, pressing light kisses across his back to remind him that you’re here, you’re alive, and you love him. He might quip back with some suggestive line such as, “Is that an invitation, fireball?” though those words are hollow;

He’d much rather feel your warmth than do anything else at that moment.

Sirius Oswald

Sirius would definitely choose to care more for others than for himself, often leaving him no time to sort out his emotions, especially when he’s sad.

The burden of all the responsibilities he chooses to shoulder saddled with the hollow feeling in his chest only causes him to be a bit more languid than usual, and more often than not, you’d hear him sighing a lot whenever he’s feeling down.

You’d have to physically pull him away towards the comforts of his room for him to rest, not taking “no” for an answer. And, before he knows it, he gives one last sigh before crumbling down into your embrace.

“Sirius, don’t bottle up your feelings, yeah? It’ll only be worse like that,” you frown at the man in your arms whose head is currently buried into the crook of your neck. He can only nod.

You two stay unmoving with your arms wrapped around Sirius for hours on end, though it pays off when his silence is exchanged with little snores, only causing you to chuckle.

Jean d’Arc

It’s no secret that Jean has his fair share of angst and sadness behind his guarded mask, so a sad Jean would keep himself locked away until he learns how to temporarily forget his gloom.

Whenever he disappears once more, your best bet is to check either his room, the balcony, or the training room. He busies himself with whatever he can, by sparring, staring at the moonlight, or simply laying in bed, under his blanket and hands pressed to his ears.

Your presence is enough to calm him down. Even if you’re writing away in your journal, or dozing off in a comfy seat, simply being in the same room as him and in his sight is enough for Jean.

“Mademoiselle…” You hear a familiar voice, unable to keep the slightly shocked smile off your face as you turn towards the man who’s gone missing practically the entire day.

“Jean! Do you need anything?”

Gaze averted, his mouth opens and snaps shut multiple times, a flurry of unease and regret and everything in between swimming in his violet eyes before he finally manages, “Would you mind... keeping me company for a while..?”

You promptly drop everything to accompany him back to his room, doing nothing but humming soft tunes and running fingers through the raven locks of the man resting in your lap.

♩ - music headcanon

Nobunaga Oda

He’s very open-minded, listening to all genres before settling on something he actually enjoys.

The type of person to listen to only one artist that he thoroughly enjoys, which would probably be a singer who’s done just about any genre possible, such as The Beatles.

Nobunaga, sadly, is also the type of person to have one, huge playlist of all the songs he likes. Your ears would be enjoying a cute, little James Bay original before suddenly being harassed by Black Veil Brides or the likes.

Sirius Oswald

Sirius would enjoy mellow tunes more than anything. Music he could simultaneously listen and work to, keeping him in a tranquil mood the whole day.

He isn’t very mainstream — not on purpose; it’s simply hard to find artists with the exact melodies he wishes for — and the most popular artist he listens to would probably be either Joji or NIKI.

Super into slow dance music; James Arthur mixed with some old Ed Sheeran, songs he enjoys swaying to with you. If he’s in a particularly chirpy mood, you’d hear some nostalgic Nat King Coles and Ella Fitzgeralds in there.

Jean d’Arc

He’s technically only 19 so, when introduced to music, the angsty teen definitely had an emo phase. A lot of Fall Out Boy (which he still listens to) and Panic! At the Disco, a bit of Paramore here and there as well.

Once he gets past this phase, however, he’s all about those soft acoustic tunes, even preferring the acoustic version of songs rather than its normal version — he isn’t particularly inclined to listen to Justin Bieber, but if you put a cover of “2U” or “Sorry” on, he’d actually enjoy it.

Jean has a godly sleep playlist, stemming from his inability to fall asleep. A lot of covers are on there, though incomparable to all the piano pieces he’s added. He'd rather die than admit Moonlight Sonata puts him to sleep as well.

⚚ - fear headcanon

Nobunaga Oda

Nobunaga isn’t very fearful — in fact, you’re unsure just what causes your lover to even do so much as shudder.

You find your answer one night when you wake up to a restless Nobunaga, muttering and murmuring in his sleep as a cold sweat breaks out upon his face. Your tries at waking him up all fail, and he awakes by himself, eyes shooting wide open and breath uneven.

Before you can even ask what’s wrong, his rough, calloused hands are already cradling your face, staring into your eyes with such intensity that you can’t bear to look away. The look in those tawny eyes was far too haunted, too heartbreaking for you to break his gaze.

“... If you disappear on me, every second of my life after that moment will be meaningless,” he murmurs, tone firm against his feather-like touches against your face. “So please.. do not leave me.”

You reassure him that you have no plans to. His grip on your waist seems a bit tighter that night.

Nobunaga Oda’s one true fear is losing you, the one he swore his life to, the only one he’d allow himself to fall for in each and every lifetime he could possibly live.

Sirius Oswald

When you asked him what he feared of, Sirius blinked at your sudden question, before proceeding to list events you’re sure have already happened.

Fenrir and Ray fighting too hard... Luka running away... Seth and Fenrir setting the kitchen on fire... Ray flooding the Quarters with cats... Seth and Fenrir setting the Quarters on fire... Seth and Fenrir...

“Okay, so you’re basically afraid of Seth and Fenrir?”

His eyes widen for a moment, thoughts swirling in his head before he finally nods. “Huh. I guess you’re right.”

"Sirius... you’re such a dad, you old man.” Shaking your head, you manage an amused eyeroll.

Narrowing his eyes, he suddenly hoists you up into his arms, a smirk on his face as you squeak. “Can you say that again, little lady? I’m afraid I didn’t quite catch it.”

He’s big on the scoldings, if you haven’t noticed.

Jean d’Arc

The French warrior doesn’t have many fears, though you see the way his eyes widen infinitesimally when he sees flames, the way his jaw clenches ever-so slightly at the mention of fire.

He’s not so fearful of it that he avoids fire completely, but you can sense the unease radiating off of his stiffer-than-usual form whenever exposed to such heat.

The topic had come up in a conversation between you two one day and, sensing your unease, Jean decides to crack a joke, smiling slightly.

“However, if I were to pick between flames and Le Comte, I would pick the latter.”

You blink, before bursting out into laughter. “I think he’d be happy. That almost sounds like a compliment.”

Jean stills, conjuring up an image of the man, eyes bright and tone jovial. “... I take it back.” He’s joking. You hope.

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Can’t Hold back

Fandom: IkeRev

Pairing: Sirius x F!Reader

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings Day 7: Size Difference

Type: NSFW - Minors DNI

CW: rough sex, size diefference,vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, slight breeding

WC:950+

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His kiss was needy, his breath hot against your lips. His hands keep you pressed against his chest, your arm wrapping around his neck. His finger trails a path down your body, coming to rest near your entrance. Pulling away from the kiss, you catch your breath soft moans echoing in the dark room.

“Beautiful girl” the praise has desire flooding through your body, a heat just under your gaze as you gaze into amethyst pools. Whimpering, you search his lips again groaning when you are denied, instead his fingers find your entrance. Taking his time,one finger explores your heat as he lowers you on the comforter, pressing your upper body into the mattress. You can feel his gaze on your backside, a low feral growl playing at his lips when he watches you take his fingers. Quickening his thrusts, he adds another finger, curling them to press against the spot in your core. Starts burst behind your eyes as your legs start to tremble, the precipice of pleasure to fall over. His hand grabs your rear, massaging the flesh in his large hand as the other hand continues his ministrations. Leaning forward, he peppers your spine in kisses, watching the goosebumps follow in the wake of his kisses. Feeling how cloe you are, his thumb presses against your clit, finally feeling you fall.

“Sirius” The moan of his name echoes in the room as you ride your high. You can swear you hear the smirk in his voice.

“Moaning already, what is going to happen when I do this” His length presses against your core, just enough for you to feel his girth and length. Your legs tremble in anticipation, already looking forward to the feeling of being filled by his cock.

“Sirius stop teasing me” Swaying your hips, you wiggle your core in front of his face, hearing the groan of restraint as his hands grab your hips.

“Are you sure?” Usually he makes sure you are more prepared for his length, always making sure you're already well on your way to cloud nine before entering you.

“Sirius, fuck me” never have you been so blunt with him, your eyes catching his over your shoulder. Spreading your legs slightly, you lower your upper body more to the mattress so he can see your glistening core.

“As you wish little Lady, but if you keep this up I won’t be able to hold back” Sirius warns slowly, his length pressing against your entrance again and you let out a needy moan, pressing back against him again. His name is a breathless whisper.

“I don’t want you to hold back, please” you can feel the heat in your face, a flush across your cheeks that matches the heat of your lidded gaze.

“As you wish Little Lady” his hands roughly grab your waist, pulling you back so that he is full between your legs. You can hear the sound of his belt as he fully releases his length, before his hand is against your back, pressing you as far into the mattress as you can go. Adjusting your legs, he presses his tip to your entrance, listening to the long moan of his name that falls as he pushes in. The stretch has your toes curling, your mind briefly questioning if you can take him all. He sinks in your core with a long thrust, before doing it again, his hips quickening with every thrust. The starts burst behind your eyes, every time your body lurches forward, your grip on the mattress loosening as you let him fuck you.

“Good girl, take me just like that” He murmurs,finally sheathing his length all the way inside as you let out a much louder moan of his name. “Go ahead and tell my name to everyone, they all know anyway” He challenges, pulling back almost the whole way. Sheathing himself fully again in a single thrust, his name is a scream from your lips.

“That’s it” He groans, continuing the quickened thrusts, and how you scream his name, making sure that everyone in the base knows what's going on. When you try to shove your face in a pillow, you find it ripped away from your face.

“You asked for this, you wanted me to absolutely fuck you, so I am going to do that” Sirius growls in your ear. His chest presses against your back, the stretch deepening with the new angle, his hips picking up speed as he fucks you completely into the mattress. Your core throbs with the stretch, with how full he has you. All you can smell and feel is him surrounding you, thrusting into you. Screaming his name, you fall over the edge, feeling his thrusts not even pause for a second through your clenching walls. Whether or not any words come out on the third orgasm, you are too far gone to be able to tell, your brain stuck on cloud nine.

Chasing his pleasure, Sirius murmurs in your ear how pretty you are, how well you take him as his hips start to stutter. Pressing himself flush with you, he empties his load into your core, a moan falling from your lips as you feel his load splash along your walls. Feeling him pull away, you fall against the bedding, unable to so much as catch your breath, body collapsing against his, everything sore. His hands on your thigh are the first thing you feel when you finally start to come down from your high. Kneeling between your legs, he has a warm cloth, the mix of with warm water, his hands and massage oil soothing the pain as he presses kisses to your lips.

“There, was that everything you wanted?” He murmurs and you nod, giving him a warm smile.

“It was absolutely incredible”

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Fireflies Chapter 2

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You grew up next door to the Clemance brothers.

You would consider Jonah your best friend and there was something more between you and Luka.

Some time after Luka leaves Red Territory, you find yourself trapped in an arranged marriage.

Desperate to escape, you follow his example.

There, fate brings you back together.

But how will this love story play out?

Chapter 1

The sun rose bright and clear over Cradle the next morning. Birds sang from the trees as the Black Army began to stir in its barracks.

Ray was the one to emerge from his room. Yawning as he stretched.

"Sneak Attack!" Fenrir jumps Ray from behind, clinging to his back. Fast as lightning, Ray flips Fenrir off his back and onto the floor with a thump!

"Ouch."

"You're going to have to do better than that." Ray says laughing.

"Isn't it a little too early to be roughhousing?" Seth asks as he and Sirius walk past. "Morning." Both the King and Ace reply.

"If you two keep that up, you're going to be late for breakfast." Sirius adds.

Ray and Fenrir jump to their feet and join the other officers as they make their way to the lounge.

The rest of the army were gathering there, where a hearty breakfast was piping hot and ready for them as they trickled in.

Luka was already there setting the last dish on the table.

"Breakfast looks good today, Luka." Ray says as he sits down.

"Yeah, I can't wait to chow down!" Fenrir adds. "Thanks." Luka murmurs softly as he takes his own seat. He had been up before dawn making the food and it always made him happy to see everyone excited over the fruits of his labor.

As soon as Ray gives the order, everyone starts eating. Talking and chatting among themselves as they eat, but food is the last thing on Luka's mind.

He wanted to see you again, but he didn't want to be a bother. Maybe he could get you a late housewarming gift, but he hadn't been in your house to know what you still needed.

A book maybe? You had always loved reading, but you worked at a booklender, so you could be any book you wanted there.

Luka's quiet sigh didn't go unnoticed. Seth, who was sitting across the table, set down his fork, leaned in and gave Luka a knowing smile. "So, Luka. How did your date go last night?"

Luka choked in surprise. It took him a moment before he could respond. "It wasn't a date." He said, a blush starting to bloom on his cheeks.

"Oh?" Seth quirked an eyebrow. "The two of you certainly weren't dancing like strangers."

"What's this about a date?" Ray asked, looking up from his own food with interest.

"Luka was walking his girlfriend home last night after dancing with her." Seth explained.

Ray's eyes widened in surprise."You were dancing with someone, Luka?"

"What was her name again?" Seth tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Felicity?"

"I'm pretty sure it was Emily." Fenrir added.

"Her name is MC and she's not my girlfriend." Luka cut in. "We just… Grew up together…" Luka's entire face was scarlet now.

Everyone stared at him in shock.

There was a moment of silence before Seth burst out. "You can't just drop a bomb like that and not give the details! Tell us more!"

"There's nothing to tell. We were neighbors, so we used to play time together as kids, that's it." Luka quickly stood up. Gathering up his plate and utensils, he started making his way to the kitchen. "I'm going to go start the dishes." He declared as he left.

Sirius, after having not said a word during the entire conversation, finally spoke. "I'm going to go help." He got to his feet with his own dishes in hand and followed Luka to the kitchen.

"Dang." Fenrir murmured, sticking a forkful of hash browns in his mouth. "He's got it bad."

"Fenrir." Seth said, softly as he leaned back in his chair.. "I do believe an intervention is necessary."

*****

"Achoo!" Your sneeze seems excessively loud in the quiet shop.

"Oh dear. You're not getting sick, are you, MC?" An elderly man said as he emerged from among the bookshelves.

"I certainly hope not, Mr. Callahan." You reply, smiling at your boss.

Mr. Callahan has been kind enough to offer you a job even though you were inexperienced in work as a whole after you had been turned away by other business owners in the area.

He had even directed you to the old cottage you were now living in.

Mr. Callahan studies you for a moment. "Are you alright, MC? You seem distracted today."

"I'm fine." You tell him. "There's nothing to worry about."

"You put an astronomy book in the children's section." He counters. Your eyes widen. "Oh. That." You blush a little. "Okay, maybe I'm a little distracted." You confess. "I ran into a childhood friend last night at the dance and I may have been reminiscing a little."

"Oh?" Mr. Callahan joined you at the counter. "Tell me more about this friend?"

"We used to be neighbors." You tell him. A smile on your face. "We used to go over to each others' homes all the time to play.

"He was a very kind and quiet person, not like some of the other children where we grew up. He had an older brother who was always doting on him. It was funny to watch."

You let out a sigh. The light blush on your cheeks grew. "I haven't seen him since he left for boarding school. He's even more handsome than he was then…" You trail off, gazing out the front window, dreamy look on your face. Mr. Callahan's chuckle snaps you out of your thoughts. A blush creeps into your cheeks. "I guess I've got it bad, don't I?"

"It would seem that way." Mr. Callahan agrees.

He then glanced over at the grandmother clock in the corner. "It's getting late, you can head home. I'll close up shop."

"Are you sure?" You ask. "I'm sure." Mr. Callahan nods.

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow, I guess." You grab your purse from under the counter.

"Oh, before you go, my wife wanted me to give this to you." Mr. Callahan disappeared into the back room and came back with a covered basket. "Aw. Tell her I said thank you." You say with a smile as you accept the basket. Knowing Mrs. Callahan, she had packed it full of delicious food.

"Get home safe. Alright?"

"I will. Have a good evening Mr. Callahan." You call as you open the door.

With the basket in one arm and your bag in the other, you set off down the street.

It was late afternoon, so you still had plenty of time to get home before dark. There was also a crowd of people on the street. Going about their day, shopping, and chatting with friends and neighbors as they passed on the street.

As you walked, you mind wandered back to your childhood. Remembering the adventures you used to have when you played with Luka.

You would always play the fair princess, Luka would be the dashing prince. The two of you would sneak into the kitchen, pilfering snacks under the staff's nose, pretending you were talking back a stolen treasure from a ferocious dragon.

Though, now that you thought of it, maybe you hadn't been as sneaky as you believed yourselves to be.

The two of you had also made blanket fortresses in the library, spending rainy days curled up with books.

Lost in thought, you hadn't noticed the breeze had brought in dark rain clouds.

It wasn't until the first drops hitting your skin that you looked up. The streets had cleared at the imposing weather.

The sprinkle quickly became a deluge. You ran for the nearest awning.

You manage to get to safety without incident. You quickly check the contents of your basket to make sure the food hasn't gotten wet.

To your relief, it hadn't.

You sigh. Now all you could do was wait out the rain.

As you stood there, you saw a familiar figure running through the rain. "Luka? Luka!" You call out to him. "Over here!" He quickly runs over and joins you under the awning, wet and panting.

You had always thought of him as your prince when you were kids, now, standing there even though his dark hair damp and water dripping down his porcelain skin, he looked as handsome as a prince.

Your face warmed a little at the thought.

"What are you doing out in this weather?" You ask.

Luka's honey gold eyes turned toward you. "I was, um, doing a favor for another officer." He replies, hefting the small package under his arm.

"Ah." You say softly.

"What about you?" He inquires. "I just finished work and was on my way home." You tell him.

The two of you fell silent, the only sound between you was the rain. Not that you minded, you never had. It was one of the many things you liked about Luka, that you could just sit together without the need for conversation. Not like some of the other children your parents would make you play with. It had always been a fight with them on what to play, but with Luka, you took turns. It was always refreshing.

"I'm going to go find an umbrella." Luka spoke suddenly. You look up at him in surprise. "No, you don't have to. You're already soaked." You tell him. "It's fine." He reassures you with a smile. Your heart flutters. "Here, would you hold this for me?' He asks as he hands the package to you.

You take the package and he steps out from under the awning and into the rain.

Once again, the only sound you hear is the sound of the rain. It had been raining the day Luka had left for boarding school too.. And didn't come back.

You quickly shake your head clear of the thought. Don't be ridiculous. You chide yourself. Of course he'll be back.

As if on cue, Luka did return. This time with an umbrella in hand. "I'm back." He says, holding up the umbrella for you.

He looks even more handsome with the gentlemanly gesture. Your heart flutters and your cheeks grow warm.

"Thanks." You murmur as you step out from the awning and under the umbrella.

After adjusting your hold on both Luka's package and your basket, the two of you start walking.

You walk in companionable silence.

Before long you leave the Central Quarter and its cobblestone streets behind, heading into the quiet countryside.

"Watch your step." Luka says, slipping his free arm around your waist to guide you away from a puddle.

Your eyes widen and heart skips a beat. He had never done something like that before. You glance up in his direction. He was blushing. "Sorry, I-I just didn't want you to get your skirts muddy."

You smile at him. "It's fine. Thank you." That causes him to blush even harder.

He was so cute when he got like that. You couldn't help but giggle a little bit. That caused Luka to turn away, his entire face turning red.

You bit your lip, trying hard not to burst out laughing.

Before long, you were at the field where you had seen the fireflies last night.

You smile as you remember the breathtaking scene.

The two of you continue on to your cottage. At the gate, you ask. "Would you like to come in?" You were hoping to at least get a warm cup of tea in Luka. He looked chilled to the bone. "I don't want to impose." He tries to decline. "It's fine." You insist. "It's the least I can do to thank you. Please." You give him puppy dog eyes, he had never been able to resist those.

He finally gives a relenting sigh. "Okay." You break out grinning and lead the way up to the front door.

"Welcome to my humble home." You say as you open the door.

The decor was sparse and simply. It had been completely empty when you had moved in, but you were slowly adding to it with each payday.

You grab a towel from the bathroom and hand it to Luka before leading the way to the kitchen. You set your basket and Luka's package on the little table and talk over to the stove. "Have a seat and help yourself to what's in the basket." You tell Luka as you fill the kettle and set it on the stove to boil.

Luka meanwhile took a peek into the basket. He found a variety of food in the basket. He then looked around the kitchen, noting how much more empty it was from what else he had seen of your cottage.

"MC…" He said slowly. "Do you… still not know how to cook?"

You stop what you're doing. "Um, no." You say, your cheeks growing red with embarrassment.

You knew how to make tea, but you were never taught how to cook. Your parents wouldn't let you and you hadn't found someone to teach you since you came to Black Territory.

You could do tea at least, part of being a 'proper lady', but that was it.

"Would you… like lessons?" Luka asked.

You turn to Luka in surprise. "You mean it?" You ask. Luka was the best cook you had ever known. To have him offer to teach you how to cook would be fantastic.

"Yeah." He replies softly, giving you a gentle smile. "I'm off this Saturday." He explains.

You discuss plans as you finish with the tea and set it on the table.

As you two continue talking, the rain outside clears to reveal a vibrant golden sunset.

"I'll see you Saturday!" You tell Luka as you see him to the door. "Yeah." Luka says, tucking the package Seth had asked him to pick up.

He sets out down the path as the last rays of daylight vanish behind the horizon.

As he goes past the field the fireflies are starting to emerge. He smiles as he thinks of the look of wonder on your face as you watch the little bugs.

With a pep in his step, he continues walking off into the night.

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writer-akihiko · 3 years

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[NSFT] Playing Favourites - Black Army X Reader

So in my defense, this event by @xxsycamore said to bring the horny. It didn't say how much. So I brought a lot. Get your mans @delicateikemenmemes because they waiting-

If you are under 18, do not read. This work contains sex and other sexual themes. Please also consider blocking the [#not family friendly] tag on my blog because I still will be posting that kind of content.

Prompt: Breeding + Creampie; "Does it feel that good? You're trembling, you know."; "I'm going to fuck you until you can't stay awake anymore. Maybe after that too."

It was hard being the centre of attention when it comes to your five lovers of the Black Army. It was hard work indeed, although some might think of your job as just to switch and warm beds each night. It wasn't as easy as they say, having to put up with 5 different attitudes and egos, and 5 different styles of love making.

Of course, it didn't get easier whenever they'd walk in on each other, since by the pseudo-contract you put up, they were allowed to join in if they ever caught you and another member. There were limitations, since the 5 of them were caring men but at times… even they'd bend the rules a little.

Within the start of your throes of passion with Ray, your legs latching onto his hips as he had you in a hungry kiss… Papers and items off his desk were shoved off, as he shoved his pants down, his cock hard underneath your skirt. The King of Spades, instead of burying his head in the papers, was burying his face in between your breasts, his mouth voracious against your mounds.

Fenrir wasn't one to knock, but with the way he entered Ray's office with that shit-eating grin of his, you weren't sure if it was purely by accident or on purpose… After all, Ray was the type who liked it when you screamed. It was routine for them to strip upon the hour you allowed them to touch you, with Fenrir shrugging off his jacket.

Fenrir Godspeed lived up to his surname, because oh god was he speedy when his fingers were in contact with your cunt.

"Fen… rir!" You screamed his name, his two skillful fingers toying with your clit as if it were the usual smoke pellets he'd play around with during office hours. The wolfish man slung one of your legs over his own shoulder, allowing his half-gloved hand to spread your pussy folds wide open.

"Lord what a perfect cunt this is… a perfect cunt that had me dreaming during those drills…" He murmured into your skin, kissing areas of your collarbone that Ray had marked earlier. "Couldn't stop thinking about you wrapped on my cock, doll.."

"I left you both for just some time and you have her screaming…" Ray muttered, half-dressed but with three more people in tow. Fenrir pulled out his fingers, the squelch resonating throughout the room as Sirius, Seth and Luka entered.

"Now that we're all here, who'd you like to fuck first, YN?"

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5 men stripped, with you barely clad in Ray's sheets. The King's room was chosen for no other reason than the room space, and the fact that he had spare seating for the others to watch. Your thighs clamped together, looking at the five as they stripped down. Sirius' perfectly toned chest, Ray's chiseled abs… Oh, how could you not pay attention to Seth's slender frame and Fenrir's biceps? And Luka… your sweet Luka certainly hid a lot of surprises, starting with his already eager bulge.

The King and his best friend were chosen first, both in sync as they took off their boxers and revealed their hardened cocks to you. The two weren't without some bickering, particularly about who has the better dick to pleasure you with.

"Like she'd feel anything from your dick…"

"She likes it rough! Like you know anything!"

The two bantered back and forth, but a silence hung in the air as you spread open your thighs by your own will, your soaked pussy on display. You kept quiet, until you confirmed that their eyes were on you. Your heart hammered in your chest, as you said the bold word.

"B-Both."

Oh, they were both grinning ear to ear. A wolfish grin graced Fenrir's charming face, while a warm smile blessed Ray's. The King was the first to reach out to you, tucking you safely against his chest, his dick poking at the soft flesh of your ass. Fenrir meanwhile, used those sexy arms of his to pry your thighs wide open, for him and his best friend.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't stay awake anymore…" The Ace panted, lining himself up to you. "Maybe after that too."

He could see just how much you were gushing from that one dirty line. The slick proved to be useful, as you felt the tip of his cock entering you with ease in one thrust. "Don't pound her just yet Fenrir," Ray broke the sexual focus between you and the Ace. "I have yet to stuff myself in her delicious cunt."

Following his King's orders, Fenrir propped you up against him this time, as you felt the tingles of Ray's magic as he applied his naughty spell on your lower half, the engorged tip of his cock prodding where you and Fenrir connected. Within a few seconds, Ray was pushing his thick rod into tight core along with his best friend.

Ray and Fenrir's lips were all over your neck and shoulders, the butterfly kisses overtaking the tiny ache of your hickeys as if to assure you to trust them as both their cocks part your folds, thrusting in a slow yet hard manner that simply sent chills over your spine. You had no time to comprehend that you came to your high, with your orgasm coating the base of their cocks in a white, creamy ring.

They were absolutely losing it to you. Ray chanted your name as if it was the only word he knows, and Fenrir was anything but coherent, with the words slipping out along the lines of 'filling you up' and 'breed you good' coming from his raspy breathes. The convulsing of your walls after that orgasm sent them in a spiral, no longer following a pattern or rhythm of thrusts but simply following their instinct, which is to have the entire length of their cocks in as much as possible.

Searing shots of semen escaped from their cocks, coating your walls in an abundance of their warm essence when they came to their high. Fenrir followed with a sigh, while Ray let out an almost animalistic groan against your skin. Fenrir was the first to exit, his eyes on your cunt to ensure all his cum was properly stuffed into you. Ray took his sweet time to let the spell go down, soon removing his half-hard rod from you.

Seth huffed, his hair thrown back as his eyes trailed over your marked skin, hand grips on your thighs from Fenrir's rough fucking and Ray's ass slaps with just the teasingly amount of white slipping from your cunt. The charming man pouted at the oldest soldier in the room, who was currently unleashing his thick cock from the confines of his slacks.

"Hmh! Why do I have to be paired up with this old man? His hips just creak every time he thrusts into YN…" Seth leeched.

Sirius frowned, his hands immediately reaching for your waist as his muscles worked to line you up perfectly on his cock in one fell swoop.

"Old man?" He taunted, teasing you with the girth of his cock. "Could an old man do this?"

At the very last words, Sirius' thick length plunged into you, filling you up to the brim as your walls stretched out oh so blissfully to accommodate the Queen's cock. You screamed, the unexpected thrust making your body arch into Sirius' chest. "Does it feel that good? You're trembling, you know," The Queen commented.

You thought Sirius was fully sheathed in you when he shuffled around, but your eyes went wide when you looked to your lower half with half of Sirius' cock out of you.

"Hey… focus on me too," Seth pouted, his lengthy shaft pressing against your lips. Seth helped you on all fours, with Sirius almost taking out his entire cock, just leaving the tip in you. With how thick Sirius was, there was no chance of sharing your sweet hole, so Seth decided to settle with your delicious mouth instead.

Compared to the slow, rough thrusts from Fenrir and Ray, the Queen of Spades was surprisingly agile with his thrusts. Sirius' thrusts were quicker and harsher, the room resonating with the slaps of your skin to his abs. Despite the harsh thrusts, Sirius had a gentle hold on your hips, steadying your body to take Seth's cock too.

With a shy 'ah', you welcomed the tip of Seth's cock into your mouth, before taking half of him, your tongue dragging on the lower half of his dick. Soon, Seth had his slender fingers on your head, pushing you down on his cock. Oh, he'd be lying if the slight bulge from taking Sirius' cock didn't tease him to do better, as he was pleasantly surprised by the bulge in your throat from his cock.

The muffled moans sent vibrations up Seth's cock and spine, his groans and the slaps from Sirius' thrusts filling the room. The last member yet to fuck you, Luka, was patiently waiting, albeit his ears red from hearing his elders pleasure your body.

"Ahah~" Seth moaned, possibly rivalling the best male prostitute in Cradle. "Have your hips broken down yet, old man? Or do you have joint pain? Luka can get the ointment~"

"Don't be so smug Hyde," Sirius groaned, his cock almost kissing your cervix, as he feels the mix of Ray and Fenrir's cum deep inside you. He was confident that he was about to join the mix, hoping to dominate the mess in your pussy. "Even without the stretching spell, YN's pussy is clamping for my cock."

The sudden eye contact with Luka was enough to snap you into realisation that you were being watched. The tightening of your pussy milked Sirius for all he was worth, as you felt the spreading of sticky warmth in your cunt. Like his cock, his seed was thick, filling you up along the mix of cum in your pussy as Sirius carefully removed himself from you, keeping all the efforts of their cum in you.

Seth's fingers drummed at your soft cheek, and at his signal you let him pull out his cock. You left a kiss on the tip of his cock, having one last taste of his pre-cum. "How sly, darling… But I can't lose to the others, so allow me to fill your adorable pussy won't you?"

You nod, allowing Seth near your rear as he rubbed the marks on your ass that Ray slapped at earlier. Seth was gentle, pushing his dick at a steady pace, inch by inch. Seth was already near his high, but he didn't expect his abs to be wet by your squirting the moment he sheathed himself into you. The sudden sensation wringed his cock good, Seth emptying all of what he had into your filled pussy.

He caught you just in time as your hips and torso grew unstable, laying your back on the bed with a pillow underneath your hips to keep the mix of cum in you. He pressed his forehead to yours, muttering his sweet praises. "Thank you my beautiful, beautiful darling~"

Seth then turned to the lone unfucked member. "Luka~ It's your turn, but be gentle with her, won't you?" Seth was cheeky, showing off his glistened abs from your squirt earlier to the other members. The King and the other two were seeping with envy, wanting to drown in your overstimulation, but Luka still had his turn to go.

Luka was red in the face, looking at your current state. He was desperate, not touching you for the night except this moment. Frankly, watching the others fuck you so made him greedy. Now… he had you all to himself. Luka would much prefer if you crushed him with your thighs, but you were tired so this time, he was servicing you.

Luka started to roll his hips into yours, his cock simply brushing against your clit. Your walls were hungry, your hips instinctively following Luka's hips. "Luka… please… please fuck me…" You begged, the overstimulation from Seth hitting you hard.

He was a softie towards you, kissing from the edge of your jaw, peppering kisses down to your breasts. In between kisses, he praised you. "Of course YN, my sex goddess… I'd obey every command you give me, my sex goddess…"

His thrusts into you were loving, yet slow. He wanted you to feel good, starting with pushing the tip of his hardened cock in. He made circles with his hips, before stuffing his next inch into you. His tip made love to your sweet spot once you let out a delicious moan, letting him know he was right there. He had to hear those moans over and over again, so he angled his hips to perfectly hit your sweet spot every time, making you scream for the umpteenth time in the night.

His slow, well-paced thrusts at your sweet spot brought you to another high, making you and Luka come at once. He waited for his cock to soften, letting your walls drain him of his semen before he removed himself. The rest of the men marvelled at your full pussy, the slightest hints of white seeping out. Luka's hand accidentally brushed against your lower stomach, the mix of all their cum dripping in thick globs out of your pussy, causing Ray and Sirius to physically groan.

You were well passed out, but the five men surely cleaned you up, and since the fucking was in Ray's room, he had the honor of resting with you for the night. His rest wasn't as peaceful as yours, as he had to bicker with the other officers when and where they'd have all of you for themselves in the night. Ah, such is the difference of 5 egos, but you truly love them all the same.

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