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lovehotelreservation · 6 months

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Thrust System - Trust System [6/7]

Summary: While delving into the depths of a dungeon, you wanted to be sure that your companions were people that you could trust and who would have your back.

In this case, they’d also have your ass too.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Thancred/G’raha/F!Reader/Urianger/Estinien

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What a journey it had been.

Not only within the maddened frenzy that led up to your time here at the Lunar Palace, but simply overall.

In the span of your adventure thus far–whether through hard-fought victory seized by your unwavering spirit or punishing failure that left you humbled and perhaps even scarred–you learned to adapt to any situation as necessary with the various abilities and skills you had attained and honed, whether on your own or under the wing of a mentor.

If you were going to keep your loved ones safe, this was absolutely crucial.

If Estinien needed to be healed while the others were busy squaring off with the foul creatures of a dungeon, you were ready to conjure Cure to salve his wounds.

If Thancred or G’raha needed more force to send a magitek monstrosity crumbling down, just a wave of your hand to call upon the power of the Ifrit was all you needed.

And it wasn’t to say that you were ill prepared to ever draw the ire of a vicious beast to mitigate its assault and attention away from Urianger while he gathered his magic to raise up a shield for your party.

You were quite handy with a sword and shield, in fact.

However, with no armor, no clothes, only time would soon tell and witness how you were going to withstand this encroaching and relentless barrage that was meant to target you and you alone.

Naked, weakened from being constantly subjected to the whims of your unorthodox prison, flushed and at a loss for breath–you could only do your best to cover your nude form with your hands while you inspected the faces of your dearest companions.

Merely phantoms drawn forth by the palace’s zealots, your giggling and mischievous phantom copies dissipated into the air the moment they set foot into the throne room after fulfilling their goal. A goal that was currently unbeknownst to you, but one that needed no further explanation.

With each step they took towards you, darkened eyes contrasting with the vibrant pink glow of their bracelets, having the four fully focused on your body as they drank in the sight of your present blushing distress made matters become increasingly clear:

One way or another, you were going to be taking on Thancred, G’raha, Urianger, and Estinien.

Considering you looked to be the most level-headed one out of everyone’s crazed states, you could have called each of them to reason, to snap out of their stupor and break free from the influence of the bracelets.

But how could you when your body was the most affected by the palace’s contraptions?

Your companions still had the strength to stand and step forward.

You were left on the floor, wondering and yearning for who would make the first move and finally relieve the ache that was possessing your body.

Would it be Thancred, with his once roguish Casanova ways stirring from slumber to leave you squirming beneath his teasing and experienced touch as he whispered utter filth into your ear before having you bear the might of his thrusts, now strengthened by his might and experience as a Gunbreaker?

With how poor G’raha was at hiding his feelings for you, it would be little surprise if he were to so much as pounce right at you to demonstrate his long-harbored yearning by flooding your core full with his seed.

As for Urianger, you were well aware that even he–with his impeccable grace and immeasurable patience–could only maintain his near saintly composure for so long before he would beseech to bury his face between your thighs.

And certainly not to be forgotten, Estinien deemed you as his partner for a reason and so it was certain that he would make sure that you remember how the shape of his cock would feel inside of you.

The answer as to who would be first and finally bring you relief was not coming fast enough, and thus, after gathering your thoughts, you finally spoke up at last, your voice soft yet heavy with need,

“Will you all help me?”

They replied all at once.

Armor clanked against the floor while a flurry of clothes soon joined, with hungry lips claiming yours and their hands meeting your body even faster.

The four surrounded you, crowding around where you were currently sitting on the floor of the throne room.

Knights to their majesty, disciples to their god–there was reason for this all to transpire within the center of the throne room of the once dignified and anointed Lunar Palace, which had witnessed decades upon decades of this very ritual across time with the likes of nobles, army commanders, to even more daring members of The Forum looking for thrills outside of scrolls and regulation.

Now, it was you and the men you loved with all your heart.

Your lips were claimed by G’raha’s in the neediest of kisses as his tongue was desperate to plunge into your mouth for a sample of your taste. For Estinien, he already had a handful of your breasts, groping your flesh and pinching at your nipples.

Urianger was occupied with kissing along your neck while his fingers–ever experienced with flicking through the cards of his tarot deck–were preoccupied with feathering and circling over your clit. This worked in tandem with Thancred, who had damn near slid across the floor in order to plant his face right in-between your thighs, his experienced tongue dragging and stroking along your drooling core.

A bit of relief for the overwhelming ache that was wracking through your body, which–within your crumbling sense of mind–you sought to return the favor by bringing your hands to grasp at and caress G’raha’s and Urianger’s stiff cocks. And with the added attention of Estinien and Thancred amidst your overwhelmed state, between a few kisses, caresses and licks, it was not long until you were arching your back with a cry as you were brought to orgasm.

The first of many for this ritual.

Especially as Thancred did not hesitate to lift himself up off the ground to kneel before you instead, his fingers reaching for the base of his cock while he readied to slide his thick girth right into your core. A delighted hiss escaped him as he was quickly welcomed by hot, velvety tightness.

“Now this was worth sprinting all over this damn dungeon for.”

His arms wrapping tight around you, Thancred drew your body close against him as he quickly began to push into your core at a vigorous pace, stealing a kiss from your lips as he did so. At the same time, he proceeded to lift you up so he could be the one to lay on the ground instead, keeping you right on top of his toned and chiseled form instead.

With the pop of a bottled salve followed by heavy and heady breath, G’raha coated his dick as fully as he could with the thick and viscous solution, his ears perked and tail swirling with anticipation, all while his crimson eyes were trained on your backside, his heart fluttering at the idea of fantasy becoming reality. Of course, while his mind had long since succumbed to the influence of the Lunar Palace, he still was careful with applying the salve’s contents upon the tight ring of your asshole.

“If relief is what you need, then I gladly pledge to be used at your desire.”

He meant to be more thorough, but the helpless mewl for him to start fucking you from your lips had his mind going blank, his hands clutching at your hips, his lips seeking your neck, and his cock plunging right into your ass. By contrast to Thancred, the pace he began to work himself into was slower yet focused more on pushing in as deeply as he could, wanting nothing more than to savor this sensation, this moment of being one with you at long last.

And certainly, not and never to be left out, Urianger and Estinien were already standing close by, delighting in any kiss from your lips or strokes of your palm upon their dicks. While you were much too preoccupied with getting hammered into by your other companions, they were biding their time for their turn.

Because both were going to devastate you thoroughly.

Over and over, plunging in and out in tandem, it wasn’t long until both Thancred and G’raha were pouring their hot sticky cum inside your core and your ass–the former with a roared curse while the latter with a delighted hiss–as you squealed with your own orgasm.

You sagged right on Thancred’s chest, taking comfort for the touch of his hand stroking your side while G’raha kissed along your shoulder blades.

“Surely, your stamina can go a few more rounds, right partner?”

What you felt next was the warmth of G’raha’s body heat dissipating from behind as he withdrew out from you, just before you found yourself being carried and lifted to be sandwiched upright in-between Urianger and Estinien as they stood, with the former purring out,

“And rest assured, for all that we shalt subject thou to, I will dedicate mine spirit to healing your aches and satisfying your indulgences.”

Estinien’s hands were cradling your ass as he lowered you right onto his long, stiff cock, with Urianger sliding his dick into your core soon afterwards, the two in unison as they speared inside of you at a brisk rhythm.

You scrambled for more support, more contact, more touch. Your arms wrapped around Urianger’s neck as you drew him in for a kiss, which he was more than happy to oblige. Were it not for Estinien’s sturdy arms having hooked beneath your thighs both to help keep you up and to keep your legs parted and open for the two to freely pump their cocks in and out of you, you would have hugged around your darling scholar’s waist as well.

Regardless, you remained spoiled by the stark contrast between the two.

Lips ever so used to speaking in flowery elegance danced upon yours for kisses while teeth that once bore the fangs of draconic possession sought to leave bitten claim upon the side of your neck.

Soft and slender fingers that were more familiar with strumming through countless tomes sought to circle around and toy with your nipples whereas hands that were roughened by a life of harvest and battle continued to cup and grope your breasts.

Trapped in-between Urianger and Estinien as you were made to bounce on their cocks, a glance to the side had you witness Thancred and G’raha hungrily awaiting for your attention while both stroked along the length of their stiff dicks.

What had transpired thus far was merely a sampling.

The true feast was yet to come.

It was by this thought that your eyes rolled, your lips cried, your body trembled.

Right after this orgasm was when time began to blur in overwhelming euphoric delirium.

You could recall the sight of G’raha’s hand grasping at the back of yours as you remained on your hands and knees while he was positioned right behind you, a gasped chant of your name matching the hurried tempo of his thrusts as he continued to pump your core full with his seed without restraint.

At some point you found yourself in the middle yet again, kept standing by Thancred pounding away into you near endlessly from behind, his hands gripping your wrists with ease while your body sagged before him in pleasure all while your mouth was fed with the full length of Urianger’s dick as his fingers stroked through your hair as his breathless praises mingled with Thancred’s cheeky ones.

The sensation of Estinien’s lips smothering yours for kisses was practically etched onto your body, especially as he continued to have you bounce up and down his dick while you were seated on his lap, his hands guiding your pace as they fondled and squeezed your ass.

By this point, the lascivious clutch of the palace’s wicked influence had long since waned. What transpired now and onwards was simply the pursuit of pleasure, the fulfillment of instinct, and–most of all–the release of amorous feelings that had long been trapped away, obscured by a myriad of reasons. Your journey thus far brought you here to seek passage to the moon. Yet as you remained in the center between the four who made your adventure, your life that much more complete, you would only continue to see heaven and its stars over and over again.

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i was originally going to conclude everything on this chapter but i thought it was better to properly wrap things up by adding another piece--esp with how long this chapter had taken to finally be finished and posted ; v ; thank you so much for your patience and i hope to see you all for the conclusion!!!

#thancred x reader #thancred x wol #g'raha tia x wol #g'raha tia x reader #urianger x wol #urianger x reader #estinien x wol #estinien x reader #estinien wyrmblood #estinien varlineau #thancred waters #g'raha tia #urianger augurelt #FFXIV #reader insert #Thrust System #Fic #super freaknasty writing

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bakubunny · 1 month

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Could I request a cherry/first kiss with either Thancred, Urianger, Hythlodaeus, or Erenville?

hi darling! of course you can. happy to see a little ffxiv in the mix! enjoy. thanks for being here.

name: thancred waters

order: cherry pie

cherry pie: with thancred, i see this going one of two ways: either you’re both tipsy or he’s a little shy about it. perhaps you’re drinking together by the fireside at an inn. it’s just the two of you; the din of the bar has died down to a handful of people in the late hours of night. there’s not any flirting or even a hint that it’s been on his mind aside from the look he gives you after a shared laugh. it’s brief, but he looks down at your lips just long enough for you to catch it with a gleam in his grin. thancred lifts your face with a hand. he leans in and presses his lips to yours, soft and so warm. it’s not special, but its sweetness lingers just enough to get his point across. “i’ve wanted to do that for quite a long time. i hope you don’t mind,” he says. a smirk blooms on his face when he sees the wine warmed shade of your cheeks grow deeper.

bunny’s bakery (closed)

#thancred waters #x reader #ffxiv wol #wolcred #thancred x wol #thancred x reader #ffxiv #bunny’s 2.5k celebration

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owlespresso · 9 months

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How about ❤️,👥️,🥰, & 🌟 for thancred and g'raha tia? if that's too many, feel free to just pick the ones you want to do!!

Decided to go with Thancred only for this one!

❤️ - what's their favorite way to be intimate (can be non-sexual)?

With how busy life as a Scion is, it should be no surprise that Thancred prefers calm, secluded moments of intimacy. Lounging on the beach together, far away from the bulk of the crowds. Nestled by the fireplace in a nest of blankets, where the cold will not reach you even as he pries you apart piece by piece, rests you bare against the cotton and silks and furs. He holds your hand and squeezes, marvels at the fact that this is real and he is here, and not dead in some alleyway in a different country, or at the ends of the world.

👥 - what's their favorite position?

You laying on your right side while he kneels to straddle your right leg. Curl your left leg around his side for some leverage. It allows him the pleasure of deeper penetration, but he also gets to look into your eyes and admire all of your cute expressions!

🥰 - what do they do for aftercare?

Thancred, as responsible as he is, has a routine he pretty much likes to go through every time, with modifications depending on your needs at the time. He likes having someone to take care of, so please let him spoil you!

He fetches you a glass of water, first and foremost! You need to stay hydrated, especially if you’re somewhere hot like Ul’dah. Then, he escorts you to the bathroom and then you get to take a nice, warm bath. He clambers in alongside you, content to idly run the soap over your skin, admiring the breadth of you and the bruises he’s left in his wake. Once you’re nice and clean, he doesn’t let you linger.

🌟 - free form (send a random headcanon and I'll add my opinion)

Do not always handle him tenderly. Sometimes, Thancred needs a bit of rough treatment. Pull his hair, ride him hard, deprive him of orgasm once, twice and then a third time. Be a little mean to him, and you’ll find that his moans get just a little whinier, that his back arches just a little more when you finally let him cum.

#thancred x reader #thancred/reader #ffxiv/reader #thancred waters/reader #fathoming ffxiv

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the-blind-geisha · 2 years

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For the love letters, Thancred, female reader, heavy NSFW (I'm craving smut with him); flowers: lady's seal (be my support), camellia (red) - (You’re a flame in my heart), lemon blossom - (Fidelity in Love; I Promise to be True). Thanks in advance 🙂

A/N: Ah, Thancred sure is an awesome character. I fall for him more on a healer/tank aspect since I'm a sucker for using NPC parties. X”D Love it!

As a side note to others who catch this post: please check my pinned post or my description to see if love letters are open before sending one~! ♥

I was struggling for some time, wondering—perhaps even—dreading how to open this letter to you. Should I talk of our adventures together? How you've saved me far more on the battlefield than I care to confess? If I prattle on and on for far too long, I worry the meaning will get lost.

That just won't do.

Perhaps I am a coward to write a letter such as this and not express it more forwardly. I've often been told actions speak louder than words, but if you'll indulge me, I wish to write a bit of a fancy of the two of us on every line. Or at least, every line that can grant me the courage to do so.

I feel this world rarely allows us a genuine moment to sit and talk to one another. One moment there's a primal on the loose, and the next, someone's village is burning down. But, as odd as it is to add to such, I find those moments the ones I cherish often.

You've been at my side for so long that I've lost the count of the months, let alone, the years. Whenever I dare thought I'd fall in battle, you were there to make me rise; to find a better more meaningful purpose to continue.

Perhaps I've grown far older than I wish to admit, but... I am saddened to say my resolve has slowly been chipped away at by everything I have to endure. If it weren't for you, I surely would have denied healing or even resurrection of any sort just to not endure it any longer.

The coward's way, I know. But this is where I find the reason to stand...

My hand trembles as I dare write this, but I wish to do more than merely go on adventures with you. I wish to be your shield beyond those grounds as well, carry what burdens you have and encourage you to stand mightier than before.

You've called me a few choice words of fondness, but are they meant to be more than mere pet names?

I would hope so and that my heart hasn't run berserk with the fantasies. Well, since you stoked these fires, I guess I will just have to burn all the brighter with my ideals regarding us—our future. (Or I'll get burned in the process. Who truly knows).

My dear, it is my turn to turn these words around on you. I wish nothing more but to adore and love you as more than a mere warrior on the field. I wish to be the one to escort you to a place we can be alone, where I can see you bathed in nothing but the moonlight, as it seeps in through the nearby window.

May my hands journey upon your clothing and remove such a barrier from my own body obtaining yours in all its glory. Let my words warm your skin as I whisper my lustful yearnings of you and you alone. No other being can truly take your place. Not in my mind.

I will tend to every blissful curve of you, my dear. I want to feel as you writhe with great want when my tongue flicks upon your erect nipple to entice a moan from your lips. Let my breath encourage yours to dance in such an erotic and meaningful way that will entice my journey onward.

Allow me but a taste of your purity, my tongue caressing the petals of your entrance before begging for more like your loyal servant on Eorzea. Should you need something to hold onto, my hand will be at the ready, to hold you tightly as my tongue digs deeper within your wet, enticing walls. Beckon out to me—plead for more. That is what I yearn to hear beyond mere fantasy.

My lips will show you mercy in time as I merely kiss your inner thigh, letting you find calm but for a mere moment as I want to go beyond sensual teasing. I wish to claim you as mine and mine alone.

Allow my erection to kiss upon your wet entrance, enabling a fire deep within my burning heart to go beyond even my control. Let me embrace you in this moment as I thrust into a whimsical dance only I can guide you through. My breath marking your lips, cheek, and neck in a uncontrollable hunger as you engorge that thirst all the more. I want to memorize every inch of you... feel as your walls clasp tightly upon my cock. I want to think about such a union for hours, even if I merely remain bedded within you, holding you close to marvel at just having you there—in my arms.

Let me claim you in other ways. My release will seed deep within you, warming every part of you and have the very one I adore to enjoy every moment of it. I will see to it that I know the one—the true and only one—to worth baring such a personal and passionate side of myself.

But the question is, will you offer me this? Will you grant me this undying love that I can take even to my grave should that moment dare come?

I pray so.

I wish only to have your heart, keep it near and dear to my own. Use it as inspiration for the battles ahead.

Sincerely,

Thancred Waters

#nsft #thancred waters #ffxiv thancred #thancred x reader #thancred love letter #love letters #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #mod answers #strongheartmaid

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thelaughtercafe · 4 months

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Warm Goodbyes

Tea Type: Sweet Tea (Self-indulgent fluff because I finished Shadowbringers and needed an emotional release. Not very specific but I’d say be at the end or past the expansion before reading if you really want to go in fully blind <3)

Potential Triggers: None for this fic, except maybe magical tickling, if that bothers you!

Pairing: Thancred/F!Reader(I read them romantic but it can be platonic). Estinien/Reader is also mentioned, although he's not present. There's a lot of the main characters Ler'ing, with Reader and Ryne as Lee's, with Ryne being totally platonic.

Length: 3.5k+

Summary: In which Ryne and the Warrior bond, shenanigans ensue and fun is had to make their last day together as a family as memorable as possible.

A/N:… I also like cat boys okay? Sue me. I guess Thancred and Estinien just weren’t enough for my heart to attach to.

“Did I ever tell you how the others arrived in the First?”

Your voice was quiet as you and Ryne looked over the Crystarium, the peace of the long sought night making it all the easier to hear you. You both sat on the top of Graha Tia’s favorite lookout, taking in the view.

Ryne shook her head.

“Not from you, no. I’ve heard bits and pieces from the others. Something about getting headaches, hearing the Exarch call for you all and eventually collapsing one after another, right?”

You looked over and nodded, smiling slightly.

“Yes, just so. I know all of us leaving tomorrow is frightening. Thancred most of all. It is not the same, but I thought you should know I do somewhat understand how you feel.”

You turned to look out at the stars, heart stirring in pain as Ryne looked at you curiously, expression gentle.

“You know by now how close Thancred and I are. He is, and always will be my rock. I know I can count on him for anything. So when he suddenly collapsed, the fear and panic that gripped me like a vice-”

You shook your head as your voice cracked. This is why you didn’t talk about it. You always got over-emotional.

“A-After Thancred, the others began to fall too and I could do nothing but watch. Urianger, Y'shtola, Alphinaud…eventually it was only Alisaie and I, and then she too fell into a coma. Yet still I had to keep pressing on. There was a war on the horizon, and as the voice continued calling my resolve was weakening. I finally fell unconscious right at the feet of my greatest enemy, who was prepared to strike me down.”

You shot a smile her way at the worry on her face.

“You needn’t worry. Luckily, my other rock, Estinien Wyrmblood is his name, witnessed my fall and wisely spirited me away from the battlefield. He’s a stoic, quiet man, but he cares. I suppose him and Thancred share that trait. Hiding their feelings I mean.”

You placed your arm around Ryne and sighed.

“…All this to say? The pain you feel in your heart. The worry if everything will turn out alright. If we’ll be okay. If you’ll be okay. They’re all valid and every one of us loves you so much. We’re just as torn up as you are, I assure you. Everyone is trying to be strong for each other, despite the pain we feel and-”

You sniffled, offering her a watery smile.

“I…was never good at that. Despite what I’d have my enemies think, I’m extremely prone to emotion. A complete and utter crybaby. It’s okay if you are too.”

With that, the girl finally broke, hurling herself into your arms and you both sobbed. You hugged her tightly as she gasped into your neck.

“I’m so scared! You’re the only family I’ve known and now I have to find a new one-I-I want you to stay! Or to go with you! I don’t want to be alone again!!”

“Oh Ryne…"

You did your best to gather yourself, feeling your heart break.

"Gods I’m going to miss you so damn much. We all are. I’ll be back to visit I swear it. I’ll tell you all the stupid antics we get up to! Alisaie and Alphinaud’s banter, how many times I can make fun of Thancred’s age before he strangles me, Y'shtola’s good-natured savagery, Urinager’s ramblings…all of it, I promise. What I wouldn’t give to take you with us. I’ll keep looking for a way. I swear it.”

Ryne pulled back with a final sniffle and a bittersweet smile.

“I know you will. You’ve always been so good. So empathetic. Take care of Thancred and the others and make sure they rest enough.”

She looked behind your shoulder after your nod and gasped and you sighed, having an inkling on who it was.

“It’d be 0, by the way, in case that wasn’t clear. Not that I need a particular reason to mess with you. You’re losing your edge if I was able to sneak up on you like that.”

Just like that you rubbed your eyes and snarked.

“You’d have to catch me first.”

A smirk graced your lips as you stretched your arms up to crack your back, relishing in the way Ryne was smiling at your side. That’s what you liked to see.

“Good luck with that in your old-aha hehehey!! Not hehehere!”

You squealed as Thancred struck before you could finish, attacking your vulnerable underarms and making you careen forward and try to protect yourself, only to trap his hands. He continued unabated, wiggling his fingers mercilessly as he taunted you, crouching down at your side as Ryne succumbed to giggles at your plight.

“Oh? Why? Scared Ryne will see how hopelessly ticklish you are? Or mayhap it’s the Exarch you’re worried about given this is his favorite spot. He has that portal in the tower you know…I bet he could see you at any time.”

Your face flamed and you weakly tried to kick him away, finally raising your arms slightly in a desperate attempt to fight back, only for him to change targets and go for your stomach instead, gently pulling you towards him and holding you against him between his legs so he could restrain you easier.

“No of course nhahahat!!”

You didn’t need to see him to know he was smiling.

“You’re still a terrible liar to those you love, you know.”

“T-Trhihicked you once, didn’t I smartass?”

He froze, merely holding you still and you panted, looking to Ryne who was now also catching her breath, a huge grin on her face.

“Did you just curse ?”

She finally got out, breathless from her own laughter with mirth glittering in her irises.

You winced.

“Sorry I didn’t-”

“No need to apologize! I’m just surprised that’s what made you finally curse in front of me is all."

Her smile grew mischievous.

"Though I suppose I can’t blame you with your ticklishness.”

You smirked at that jerking in Thancred’s hold as if to go for her and making her jump back.

“Keep making fun and I’ll see just how ticklish you are.”

“Don’t even think about it!”

“Oh? Why not?”

“I…um… oh! Because I’ll go right to the Exarch!”

She giggled and you groaned and tossed your head back against Thancred’s chest to glare at him half-heartedly.

“… You’re her father. Are you really sure you’re okay with this type of churlish behavior?”

He snickered, quirking an eyebrow down at you.

“Well, if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be fine with you cursing in front of her either so pick your poison.”

You rolled your eyes fondly but after a look at Ryne you smirked.

“…What if I say I’m fine with that?”

Thancred seemed mildly surprised you weren’t putting up a fight until he glanced at her too and warmth filled his eyes.

Ryne was shuffling her feet, a near giddy expression on her face as she held hope in her eyes. She enjoyed it just as you did and given you’d all be parting ways on the morrow the least she deserved was laughter in the safety of her family. She seemed ready for a chase too so you mumbled to Thancred.

“You can get me again later. Let’s team up.”

He nodded and the moment Ryne saw his arms loosen she was off like a shot, carefree laughter leaving her in waves.

“You’ll never catch me alive!”

“Wanna bet?”

You called after her but Thancred and you both gave her a head start to briefly talk strategy. Thancred opted to guard the Crystarium, so she couldn’t get to G'raha Tia without going through him and you would pursue her the usual way. You didn’t account for her to run to the others for aid.

By the time you caught up she was giggling and out of breath, hiding behind Urianger and pleading with Alphinaud with the best case of puppy eyes you’d ever witnessed.

“Ryne, c'mon bringing in outside parties isn’t fair!!”

She stuck her tongue out at you.

“You did it first with Thancred! I’m just evening the playing field!”

“Is this true?”

The look in Urianger’s eyes could only be called amusement and you blushed, sheepishly rubbing the back of your neck. You couldn’t very well explain your plan with her right there. So you went the childish route.

“She asked for it by making fun of me!”

Urinager raised an eyebrow at that and Alphinaud snickered under his breath.

“That’s not exactly new. Besides, you like it any-”

“Finish that statement Alphie and I swear…”

You fired back without thinking but instantly regretted it as he stepped forward and drew his book threateningly, Refia standing on his shoulder.

“You’re quite certain you want to talk back right now? Shall it be Cure or Lustrate then?”

He raised his hand and you leaped back, seeing Ryne dash off towards the Crystarium and praying Thancred would be quick.

You risked a glance at a confused Urianger, looking between both of you.

“Forgive me my ignorance, but you aren’t injured, correct?”

You shook your head and opened your mouth to respond but Alphinaud beat you to it, a playful grin on his face.

“Ah I understand your confusion, Urinager. No, she isn’t. However through accidental means we discovered casting healing magic on her when she no longer has the need of it…well. It tickles quite ceaselessly for a fair bit. The effects are somewhat lost thanks to my healing kit not being the most effective in comparison to Astrologians or White Mages.”

His eyes glittered with just a touch of sadism as he offered.

“…Care to see for yourself?”

You saw Urianger pondering it and just as you turned to finally get the Hell out of there you heard him speak.

“Mayhap to satiate my curiosity, then. Benefic .”

You tensed up entirely, shoulders shaking as you tried to hold back and just keep moving but your poor body wasn’t having it as you just…crouched to the ground and covered your mouth as the two leisurely strolled over.

“A-Aha-Alphinaud so help me when this sphehell f-finishes-eep-i swear to Hydaelyn-”

Said boy smiled smugly down at you, crouching to your level to pat you on the head.

“Oh come now. Just hush and ride it out, won’t you? Keep taunting me and maybe next I’ll have Urinager cast a Regen- aren’t you curious how long it’d linger given it’s long lasting nature?”

As you desperately shook your head he offered a light laugh as Urianger joined you both to observe you curiously.

“Mayhap I’ll cast another single target heal then hm?"

"How absolutely fascinating.”

Urinager’s voice stopped you from saying something stupid and getting yourself tormented further but it also made you all the more aware of the sensations wracking your body.

Healing aether typically was a cool, numbing sensation as it sought out your wounds before knitting the flesh back together. With no wounds, the healing aether searched for places to heal, growing more vehement as time passed. It was icy and the shock of the cold made the tickling worse as it finally nailed the sweet spot of your ears. You finally broke, giggles and laughs leaving you as you blushed in embarrassment, hugging yourself tightly despite your arms offering 0 protection against magic. The aether wiggled and writhed making you cover your ears and whine.

“This isn’t fhahahair!! Ahahaha!! H-How am I suphohohosed to fight h-h-hehehealing magic I can’t shehehee! U-Urinager plhehehease!”

You tried to mimic Ryne’s puppy dog eyes from earlier and he mercifully snapped out of talking to himself about possibilities and theories to pull the aether back. You panted lightly and he couldn’t hold back his curiosity.

“May I inquire as to if mine heal was indeed more mirth inducing?”

You glared at him before it broke into a smile at his innocent curiosity, nodding tiredly. Still a researcher at heart.

“Mmhmm. Alphinaud’s felt…less cold too which helped. Yours was like ice. No avoiding a sensation that demanding. And it was more exploratory. Alphinaud’s lingered in one area unless he directed it whereas yours seemed to naturally seek out injury.”

He nodded, still clearly wonderstruck.

“I’ll have to experiment more later, if that’s alright with you? Such a reaction is unheard of to even one so experienced as I.”

You blushed but nodded nonetheless. He was still somewhat new to allowing himself to tickle you, so he needed the reassurance you liked it and didn’t mind more than the others. A bit embarrassing as you saw Alphinaud snickered at you but he knew anyway so it was no big deal by now.

“A-Anyway! Thancred and I are actually trying to cheer up Ryne. She looked eager to experience it so we teamed up to get her together. Any chance you could help?”

Urianger shook his head.

“Regrettably I have already pledged my services to young Ryne and I cannot go back on my word.”

You glanced at Alphinaud and he too, shook his head.

“As if! Find Alisaie and Y'shtola to even the playing field if you wish but this is a war . Lus -”

You cut off the spell quickly as you scrambled away and to your feet after tossing powder in his face. A mild irritant but you prayed it would work.

“Ah, Silencing Powder. A typical choice for strategy, but I see thou hast forgotten I am the larger threat.”

Urianger cut off your escape to smile down at you and you cursed inwardly.

“Th-Thancred’s likely already caught her by now! He was guarding the Crystarium!”

You blurted out. Would he kill you later? Maybe. Was it worth it to both give yourself a fighting chance and also maybe see him be wrecked for once? Absolutely.

Urianger relented at that.

“Very well. ‘Tis only fair. Thou would do well to stay out of sight however. We shall not be so merciful should we meet again before the war concludes.”

You smiled nervously as Alphinaud grumbled silently at you behind Urinager and they both left.

Now, the question was to seek out Alisaie and Y'shtola or Ryne and Thancred.

A voice interrupted your pondering

“Are you quite alright my friend? You seem awfully out of breath.”

G'raha’s voice was both reassuring and panic inducing. If he was here that meant Thancred was guarding nothing! You whirled to face the red haired Miqo'te and pasted on a smile.

“J-Just fine, don’t worry! I was just getting a workout in."

Half-truths were the only way for you to not be as obvious when lying to those you cared about and luckily G'raha seemed to buy it.

"Ah I see, how nice! I was actually planning to do a spot of training myself aft-”

He was cut off by a familiar voice.

“Exarch, there you are!”

Ryne’s voice was a cheerful chirp even with Thancred hot on her heels. He seemed slower than usual and seeing the tremble of his gait and lips told you why. Seemed either Alphinaud or Urianger had tried their magic method on him too.

G'raha, bless his heart, cocked his head to the side in innocent curiosity.

“Oh? You need me for something Ryne?”

You opened your mouth to intervene but found abruptly you couldn’t move, let alone speak. Damn it all-Alphinaud slung an arm around your shoulder as Stop kicked in fully. Payback for your trick earlier, no doubt. Brat.

You could do nothing but watch as Ryne reached G'raha Tia and grinned at you before beaming up at him innocently.

“It’s nothing major, well, everyone else knows already so I figured I’d let you know she’s ti-mmph-!”

Thancred’s own affliction had worn off much to your relief, letting him cover Ryne’s mouth and smirk down at her, and as Alphinaud released you and attempted to ready another spell you tackled him to the ground and pinned him. Thank goodness Stop wore off much faster than Slow. Urianger finally rejoined, looking out of breath but he hung back and watched the scene unfold in amusement.

“Don’t even think about it!”

G'raha, for his part, merely looked between both of your pairs in bewilderment.

“…Are you hiding something from me?”

His voice and body language were sad as he looked at you expectantly.

“I know I’m new to the group but I suppose I thought you trusted me just as you do the others.”

Your eyes widened with panic.

“G-G'raha it’s nothing like that. This is…a playful affair. Nothing more.”

“You don’t have to lie to make me feel better. Ryne said everyone else already knew.”

He looked positively distraught, ears flat against his head and you let Alphinaud up with a sigh, already blushing in anticipation. But how could you not confess with G'raha looking so sad?

Thancred saw your reddening face and he too released Ryne, speaking up on your behalf. If he waited for you to work up the courage you’d never get the words out.

“She likes being tickled. That’s all. We all tease her about and with it quite often.”

G'raha blinked and then gave a knowing, if fond smile.

“Oh is that all? And here I thought it was something serious. My apologies.”

“You say that as if you already know.”

You mumbled in shock.

G'raha turned and a rare smirk made his eyes narrow in amusement.

“Mm. What of it? You asked me shortly after we met.”

You all stiffened at that, but Thancred most of all.

“Asked? Me?! I don’t remember that at all and trust me when I say I would.”

He had the good sense to look sheepish as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“There’s quite a good reason for that. You see at the camp you accidentally had tea containing catrinus…”

“Oh Twelve strike me…”

You buried your face in your hands. Not catrinus. No wonder you didn’t remember. It made Miqo'te quite affectionate and helped them lose their inhibitions. And you had a very low tolerance to it, just like alcohol.

But G'raha wasn’t finished, especially seeing as the other 4 were looking at him so expectantly.

“Catrinus affects us Miqo'tes much like alcohol, but most say it’s more potent as a general rule. She had drank the whole cup, not realizing just how much was within and so I was taking care of her, after getting her an inn room. As I made to leave, she clung to me and nuzzled my arm before asking if I would please tickle her.”

He shrugged attempting to play it off but he was as red as his hair.

“I…indulged her and then I left her to her slumber, tuckered out from my ministrations.”

There was quiet for several long moments and then Thancred and Ryne both burst out laughing and Alphinaud winced on your behalf between snickers of his own. Urianger merely looked at you with fondness in his gaze, though the humor in his eyes said it all.

“Oh my…Estinien…is going to kill you. He thought he was the first to make you ask directly. To hear you have done so willingly…i don’t envy you.”

Thancred came over to pull you into a comforting embrace, allowing you to hide your face in his chest, still snickering

“He’ll likely want to do another duel for who can make you laugh the quickest for the longest, with all 3 of us this time, you know.”

“An intriguing proposition. Given she enjoys it I see no reason to refuse.”

G'raha was collected as ever and you peeked out to find him smiling fondly at you, making you hide again.

“…You’re all mean. Estinien will never hear of this. Do you understand me? Never .”

Between snickers all present mercifully agreed and you pulled back, now somewhat collected to smile sweetly, arm held behind your back with your free hand.

“Now that that’s taken care of I do believe I have some revenge to deliver. Care to help me carry it out now that everyone’s got their mess with me points for the day?”

You turned to smile mischievously up at Thancred who grinned back and wasted no time cutting off his daughter’s exit strategy as she ended up backing right into him where he quickly but gently pinned her arms behind her back.

“You’ve caused quite a lot of mischief today Ryne..ready to experience some yourself?”

She was already giggling as you began poking along her sides and tummy playfully, making the girl curl in on herself. You glanced over your shoulder and motioned for Alphinaud and Urianger to join in.

“I’m quite certain there’s plenty of unexplored spots if you wish to map them out with me in earnest~”

“This isn’t fhahahir!!”

Ryne’s laughter was light and bubbly and made your chest warm with affection.

“Oh? But messing with me is fair game? That’s not how it works!”

The rest of the day was filled with every iota of warmth and love you could cram into it and the goodbye, while full of sorrow was also hopeful. This wouldn’t be goodbye, not if you had anything to say about it.

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yukiotacon · 2 years

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NSFW version of the INN scene PLEASE. For Thancred, G'raha, and Estinien. <3

The Inn scene nsfw edition

Estinien

He knew things were not going to be peaceful soon enough

With that in mind , he decided to do something unthinkable

Estinien decided to be gentle with you

He tries his best not to let his draconic instincts take over

Estinien whispers sweet nothings while he thrusts inside you

Holds your hand while he picks up the pace

Will finish inside you and take care of you afterwards

Thancred

This is Thancred were talking about

The man will try to charm his way into your bed

To which you pointed out, and happily accepted the invitation

He doesn't hesitate to prep you for the night

Thancred kissing you passionately as he toys with your opening

" Oh Y/n you taste delicious " He whispers sensually

He is definitely gonna tease you by slowing down the pace

All in all , both of you were late for the scion meeting the next day

G'raha Tia

Yeah this poor boi was nervous about initiating things with you

Fortunately, you were the bold one to drag him by the scarf inside

He is rather slow in kissing,but when he begins to relax he picks up the pace

G'raha is very attentive to your needs

Your pleasure is his own after all

He holds you close as he thrusts inside you

Moaning out your name by the minute

All in all, this man loves you and wishes to show you

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shippersoftheseventhdawn · 1 year

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Could I have a poly Aymeric Urianger and Thancred with a fem!reader who is trying to learn a new skill like magic but has a bit of trouble since she never really had any magic training before? Please and thank you in advance 😊

I'm so sorry this took so long!

Aymeric, Urianger & Thancred supporting a Fem!Reader learning magic!

Urianger would instantly offer to tutor you. He's not just a mage, he's dedicated years of his life to studying the arcane arts (& he's more than a little excited that you're taking up an art he can help with!)

Thancred, on the other hand, clears off as far away as he can get. It's not that he doesn't believe in you! He's just seen enough new magic users to know not to be near explosion Central.

HOWEVER he always comes back with armfuls of food and water to help you rebuild your Mana so you can try again! And praises everything you and Urianger tell him you've mastered.

When Aymeric comes home, he loves to listen to you talk about what you've learned. To commiserate with you about your failures and celebrate with you about your success!

While he runs away when you're practicing, Thancred is the best person to ask to research with you. He loves sitting with you and listening to you read aloud when you find something useful!

Urianger, on the other hand, enjoys reading to you. He loves to sit you on his lap (claiming it's so you can see the book too) and read you from things he studied years before.

Aymeric makes you promise to teach him once you've mastered things! Urianger offers to teach him in the interim and Aymeric agrees but makes it clear that he's holding you to your promise too.

Urianger ends up setting up a little magic school for you and Aymeric.

Thancred caters it (he's a surprisingly good cook) and provides bullets to enchant for less explodey practice!

He keeps all of the practice bullets in a separate bag to his normal ones. They're his special Emergency bullets, full of yours and Aymerics new magic!

#ffxiv #thancred waters #urianger augurelt #aymeric de borel #Thancred x Urianger x reader x Aymeric #fem!reader #thancred x reader #urianger x reader #aymeric x reader #poly reader ship #i hope you liked these!

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killingdove · 1 year

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my n/sfw ffxiv x (gender neutral or fem) wol/reader writing and headcanon requests are: OPEN !!

i am willing to write for the following characters (bolded is preferred): aymeric, estinien, haurchefant, artoirel, thancred, urianger, g’raha, cid, ardbert

i’ve only gotten to post-hw msq wise so please do not request characters beyond that point for i will not be able to write them well enough! 3 characters max per ask. 🕊️🪦 also welcome.

⚠️ DISCLAIMER: i reserve the right to refuse any request for personal reasons or otherwise.

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yasuosexual · 3 months

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best boys and their favorite sex positions 😋

warnings: 18+, female reader

THANCRED: cowgirl/reverse cowgirl

- thancred loves it when you ride him, especially when you take the initiative. he finds it extremely hot when you push him down on to the bed and straddle him, taking total control.

- loves it when you face him, but also doesn’t mind reverse. he will leave plenty of marks on your neck and chest/back regardless.

- “you’re so hot on top of me,”

- thancred hates it when he cums too fast the first time that you ride him. he asks you to start riding him more often so he can last longer. plus it’s a great excuse to bury his face in your chest:)

AYMERIC: 69

- yeah i said it. this man goes crazy about giving you head. aymeric cares about making you feel good and will eat you out until you cum on his face multiple times.

- while he loves to see your face twist with pleasure when he works his tongue around your sensitive bud (in missionary), he enjoys 69 the most because he is able to make you sit on his face. don’t be shy— he will literally pull your ass down onto him.

- “one more time, darling. i know you can do it,”

- swears that your juices are the best thing he has ever tasted and will NEVER let you have sex without sitting on his face first. mans gotta drink up!!!

HAURCHEFANT: missionary

- this man … this man!!! loves to watch you as he fucks you. he is actually obsessed with you and loves to make eye contact.

- he enjoys it when you grab him by the hair and pull his face down, kissing him all over. moan in his ear while you’re at it too— that shit drives him absolutely wild.

- “you are so beautiful underneath me like this,”

- haurchefant could watch you for hours underneath him and hates finishing because he could literally fuck you forever. doesn’t mean he won’t make you cum though, and when he does it’s fist clenching, eye rolling, name moaning (probably screaming LOL!) type shit like this man does not play around with pleasure. you’re cumming multiple times too so don’t think you’re done yet:)

ESTINIEN: doggy

- estinien loves it rough. we all know this. he enjoys doggy style the best because he is able to have so much control over the pace and the hardness of his thrusts.

- will grab you by the hair or push you down into the bed, getting the best angle every time. as much as he loves it rough, estinien is sure to always make you cum first. you know he loves multiple rounds too, so prepare yourself.

- “good girl. you take it so well,”

- he doesn’t mind letting you take control… if he’s feeling like it. sometimes he will let go of your ass and let you pleasure yourself on his cock, smiling as his hands run across your body.

celly

i love these men y aren’t they real :(

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cinnabun-faerie · 3 months

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FFXIV Scions taking a bubble bath with the WoL

matching bubble beards

no question

honestly putting bubbles on each other just was so much fun

and maybe you had a little too much bubbles in your bath to begin with

so the fact that you were looking like a Yeti before you were done was hilarious

he’s the type to sit you in his lap and scoop the bubbles up with his hands holding yours

and you two would blow the bubbles off your hands and watch them float in midair before falling back into the tub

he would love to put a bunch of bubbles on top of your head and declare you his queen/king of the Bubble Kingdom

you however would spike up his hair before piling bubbles on his head

you weren’t exactly sure what it was you were doing, but he looked so cute

[REDACTED]

Well

really I don’t think you want to know

but if it must be revealed, baths can start or end quite steamy

no, not just due to the hot water

honestly the different scents of bubble bath seems to rile both of you up

raging hormones definately become a thing when you two bathe together

he is definately the one with the rubber duckie

it fits the aesthetic of bath time

or at least, that’s what Thancred said to convince Urianger

honestly Urianger would just hold you when you bathe together

helping to wash each other is a must

it’s rather comforting actually

why would the bath ever be place for all business

you must be crazy if you think she’s going to keep her hands to herself

and the bubbles in the bath was such a nice and calming touch

she would use some magic to make the bubbles float all around the room

the two of you would sit snuggled up in the tub as you popped bubble after bubble

#ffxiv #ffxiv reactions #estinien x reader #g'raha tia x reader #thancred x reader #urianger x reader #y'shtola x reader #estinien varlineau #g'raha tia #thancred waters #urianger augurelt #y'shtola rhul

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lovehotelreservation · 24 days

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while browsing merchants’ wares in thavnair, one Stimulating Potion (marketed for Couples) caught your eye. you bought it as a gag knickknack to have a giggle over with thancred—planning on daring him to drink it (/j) 😉😉. but maybe you shouldve expected that he is more than willing to drink it…. but only after you…!!

"What's wrong, darling? You were so giggly earlier~"

While his tone was ever so amused, Thancred found himself biting down on his smirking lip, holding back a low groan while he kept his hold on your hips tight as he continued to pump his cock vigorously into you from behind. Admiring the way you moaned helplessly while sprawled before him in a pleasured heap, he chuckled and brought his hand up to rub against your back, his voice teasing,

"I guess this just shows that my love for you is no laughing matter, yeah?"

#thancred x reader #thancred x wol #final fantasy xiv reader insert #ff14 reader insert #reader insert #Jest on Your Chest #super freaknasty writing

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ransprang · 7 months

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Thancred/fem!WOL sex pollen for kinktober?? 🫣

Kinktober 2023

Thancred - sex pollen

The wind was blowing hard, whistling through the fields as Thancred practiced swordsmanship on a dummy. He was sweating, heart beat fast, muscles contracting at the repeated action of his arm moving back and forth slashing the dummy in front.

The windows and doors made a loud sound, shutting with a thud as the wind slammed against them. He finally broke rhythm to notice white tiny particles being carried by the strong gusts of wind. The air was scented of sandalwood, and the concentration of the particles made it seem foggy. As people rushed back into their houses, Thancred paid it no mind. He had training to complete for the day.

As Thancred continued to slash, he felt a jolt of electricity that went down his spine. His belly muscles began contracting, he hunched over groaning. A warmth began rising between his legs, Thancred was orgasming. He felt viciously ecstatic, looking around as his body became hyper sensitive. The sweat against his skin felt much more prominent as he could feel his chest move up and down to breathe. Thancred searched around for someone, something to ejaculate in.

Thancred started moving around chaotically, he ran began banging on doors for someone to open up, but no one did. He finally reached the nearby pub as he rubbed his dick between his legs, wanting to squirt his cum out. He ran in and banged at the countertop, “please someone, fuck me”, he said desperately. Just then he heard the door of the pub open again behind him.

You stumbled upon the entrance step, barely gaining balance holding the table nearby. You looked around as you hyperventilated, finally seeing a someone stand before you. The minute your eyes locked, Thancred and you ran towards each other like animals. The moment your bodies clashed into one another, he bit into your neck, leaving a hickey as he began grinding his dick on your groin. Wasting no time you both pulled, tugged and yanked off your clothes in a jiffy. Standing completely naked in the middle of the empty pub Thancred put you on the table and pierced you with his throbbing dick. He pumped as you groaned, humping back with your hips to match his pace. The walls echoed loud thumping, as Thancred reached out and squeezed your breasts tightly. There was a glaze over both your eyes, and a pain in your groans to climax. As Thancred used his strong muscles to pick up incredible speed, you touched your clit. Rubbing it, faster and faster. He pushed his hips deep till you could feel his balls against you. As your clit throbbed, releasing heat through your groin and chest. Thancred released his semen inside, you felt wet and warm in your pussy as you moaned your relief.

Just as it was over Thancred and you looked at each other confused and red in the face. Immediately turning away from each other’s bodies, frantically wearing your clothes back. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know what I was doing”, Thancred said sheepishly. You turned around embarrassed “No please don’t apologise, I was the same”. Thancred laughed, “Well at least I know someone in town can match my pace”, making you giggle.

#ff7 headcanons #ffxiv fic #sephiroth ff7 #ff14 #ff7 #ffxiv #final fantasy #cloud strife #sephiroth #thancred waters #thancred x wol #ffxiv thancred #thancred thursday #final fantasy sephiroth #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #final fantasy x reader #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7

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neimlise · 1 year

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Thancred: Yesterday, I overheard (Y/n) saying “Are you sure this is a good idea?” and the WoL replying “Trust me,” and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.

#ffxiv #ffxiv x reader #thancred #thancred waters #thancred waters x reader #wol #warrior of light #wol x reader #warrior of light x reader #non-wol!reader content #honestly #I find wol!reader content overused

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thelaughtercafe · 4 months

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All's Fair In Love And War

Tea Type: Half and Half with a lemon (Tickles with jealousy and some suggestive tickling)

Potential Triggers: Nothing except suggestive tickling, and speaking of it!

Pairing: Thancred x F!Mi'qote! Reader x Estinien

Length: 2.2k+

Summary: A sequel of sorts to my tword headcanons for FFXIV. You can gather it fine from reading, but I’d recommend giving them a gander if you want to get the full picture!

“So , who’s this Estinien fellow Alphinaud told me you bonded with on your travels?”

You flinched, looking behind you to see Thancred with a taunting grin on his face and glittering eyes. You hadn’t even heard him enter House Fortemps. It hadn’t been long since you’d found him and healed the Dragoon in question from Nidhogg’s all encompassing affliction and seeing Alphinaud’s cheerful grin behind his back you growled his way, ignoring Thancred for the moment.

“You little brat- he hasn’t even been back a full week!”

Your upset only amused him further as the Summoner took a casual sip of his tea, meeting your gaze from over the rim of his book, Refia chirping happily from around his ankles.

“And? I thought it would serve to cheer him up to hear of your exploits. Besides, it felt only right to inform him another was in competition for his affections.”

You went bright red and were left sputtering.

“I-how-whatever gave you that idea?”

Alphinaud’s eyes flicked behind you and he snickered with a hum.

“Oh? Am I wrong then? You’re blushing mighty hard for one meant to be apparently unaffected.”

“I-I don’t have to answer that.”

You huffed, crossing your arms and were surprised as Alphinaud merely shrugged and stood, beginning to leave.

“Alright then. I’ll leave you to it; do try not to kill her, yes? She does have duties to attend to in a day or so.”

With that he was gone and the back of your neck prickled which could only mean…

A hesitant turn of your head and you smiled nervously at Estinien, the unmasked Dragoon staring you down with the faintest of smirks playing on his lips. Thancred looked to be on the verge of laughter at your back.

“…Do I want to ask how much you heard?”

“Much and more than you would’ve liked I suspect, as seems to be customary in our relationship by this point.”

Amusement was thick in his deep voice and you hid your face in your hands as Thancred approached and slung an arm over your shoulder.

“Well I for one, should very much like to know more about this relationship you developed in my impromptu absence."

His grin was sharp and from the tightness of his grip you knew he was the slightest bit jealous of Estinien, not that he’d ever dream of letting the Dragoon know of it.

Estinien, for his part, remained stoic as ever save the smallest of smirks, his eyes taking in all and giving away nothing.

"Hmph. I’m surprised she hasn’t already told you as much. Well, I’ve nothing to hide in any case. I believe she should be the one to tell all, however. What say you to taking this somewhere more private?”

You nodded eagerly, desperate to not be caught by Emmanellain or worse Haruchefant . He’d never let you live it down if he caught you like this and you were already drowning in embarrassment. You looked to Thancred to see his smile had strained thanks to Estinien’s prodding. You opened your mouth to suggest your quarters but Estinien was already opening the door for you all to exit.

“We can retreat to my quarters. The Dragoon barracks are all but abandoned in the wake of our victory and they’ve moved back in with their families. The building is essentially mine to do with as I please, according to Aymeric. No-one will overhear us.”

The walk to the barracks was silent until you broke it, trying to distract Thancred from glaring into Estinien’s back and instead speaking of your other Ishgardian friends and the other Scions alike. That relaxed him and his grip around your shoulder loosened. Even Estinien’s shoulders relaxed and you swore you caught him glancing back with a fond expression more than once.

“I can’t believe Alphinaud truly fell for that hair-dye prank. Alisaie near laughed herself hoarse.”

You playfully nudged him as you entered the barracks.

“Don’t think I didn’t see you stifling laughter too in the corner. You’re not as slick as you like to think, sir thief.”

Estinien opened his mouth to quip and you cut him off with a knowing smile.

“…and you’re not any better. You act all broody but I catch you smirking at Alphinaud and I’s antics all the time so don’t even try to deny it.”

He seemed affronted as he led you both up to his room but by the time he was closing and locking the door he was smirking again.

“True enough. That scene where you laughed yourself hoarse and nearly came from my voice alone was particularly smirk worthy, if I may so.”

The smugness was thick in his voice and you coughed, laughing nervously as Thancred froze.

“Y-You shouldn’t joke like that Estin-”

“Oh I assure you I’m not. Your friend wished to be informed of our relationship. Besides, you and I both know there’s better ways to make you laugh.”

“I’m going to end you. What happened to keeping it secret or regretting it!?”

“I didn’t explicitly say it, now did I? It’s still up to you if you wish to tell him and be punished.”

You sputtered at that in outrage but when you finally looked up at him, the impassive look on his face ensured you stayed silent.

Thancred finally broke his silence, removing his arm only so he could cross them across his chest and stare down at you.

“I see you’ve developed a bratty streak in my absence. Hmph. A pity. We’ll have to see that remedied.”

His eyes glittered in competition and you swallowed, hard.

“Either you tell me plain this little secret you and the Dragoon are dancing around or I’ll deliver a punishment all my own. I suggest you choose wisely which of us you’d prefer.”

His hands moved to his scabbard, and belt deftly removing both and you looked away to see Estinien removing his heavy armor as well, revealing a white t-shirt just underneath along with black sweats.

Great. So you were to choose between a punishment you knew what to expect and one you didn’t. Unfortunately, you really wished their positions were reversed. Estinien wasn’t the type to change his method over jealousy- Thancred was and if you chose to keep your mouth shut you had no doubt he’d have no problem making you regret it. Thancred would never hurt you but he wasn’t the one who typically interrogated your enemies for nothing.

But say you did the opposite, and told? That’d just rile him up more you were sure of it. The fact that you explicitly told Estinien about your little kink before him? When he’d teased you with it for so long while oblivious? Gods you couldn’t take the embarrassment. You risked a glance at Estinien, now fully out of his armor who merely raised an expectant eyebrow in response. Asshole. He was calling your bluff. Of course, all that wasn’t even including the public humiliation of being absolutely wrecked to the point of tears, likely until you safeworded if you told. Like it or not, the choice was made.

“Eyes up here gorgeous.”

You blushed as Thancred drew your gaze back to his, an amused smile tugging at his lips.

“What’s it gonna be?”

“…I can’t. I’m sorry Thancred.”

You could feel the way Estinien stood up taller in pride, the huff of laughter under his breath and your cheeks burned brighter as Thancred took you in.

“So it’s to be an interrogation, is it?”

“…that’s not as scary as you make it sound. I know you’d never hurt me.”

You tried to play it off in some vain attempt to make him change his mind but he only shrugged, easily seeing through you.

“Of course not. Pain isn’t the most effective method anyway until the psyches been worn down some. Not that I plan on using that either. No, I think you and I both know what I’m planning to do.”

You tried not to let it show on your face but you were nervous and before you could think better of it, you were pleading your case to Estinien.

“I didn’t tell, aren’t you going to help me? This is your fault after all!”

Estinien snickered, shaking his head.

“My fault? Interesting phrasing. It’s not my fault you’re so frightened of a little tickling by my hands you opted not to confide in your long term friend. The only help you’ll receive is if he asks for it. You’ll like it anyway, I’m sure.”

Your mouth fell open in betrayal.

“But you said-”

“That you couldn’t say anything without punishment. Nothing about my end. In any case, I’d worry about your current situation before it’s too late.”

Your eyes widened and you whirled to look at Thancred but he was already staring back at you with wide eyes.

“By the Twelve… you really…? This whole time? Ha. And here I thought I was imagining things. You really do like it.”

Your eyes moved past him to the window but you startled as Estinien’s long fingers squeezed your shoulder.

“I wouldn’t try it. I’d catch you even if you did manage the jump and Thancred is too quick for you to run towards the door, not to mention it’s already locked.”

He mumbled into your ear, causing you to shiver.

Thancred cracked his knuckles and you flushed, ducking your head but he was there to corner you against the wall just behind, Estinien moving back to let him do as he wished.

His fingertips once again guided your eyes to his and this time he held it.

“Oh no. You’ve hid your reactions from me far too long as it is. I want to savor this. You’re going to tell me, truthfully. Do you like being tickled? Have you gotten off to the idea of me teasing you until you come undone as many times as I wish? Hm?”

The self-satisfied smirk was evident on his lips as you squirmed and just about melted in his arms; already giving him his answer. He’d never seen their Warrior of Light so red before.

You nodded and Thancred was content to let you go, but Estinien pushed you back by your shoulder, just behind Thancred’s own, his azure eyes burning into you.

“We both know he wanted a verbal response. Give it to him.”

At the familiar dominance in his tone, you folded, eyes rushing to Thancred’s.

“Y-Yes I have. More than once! To both of you!”

You squeaked it out before looking to Estinien for approval, to which he nodded, hand moving from your shoulder to your head where he ran his fingers through your hair.

“Good girl.”

It was a quiet mumble, but the praise filled you with warmth where the adrenaline once was.

“To both of us, huh?”

Your eyes flew open at the playful lilt in Thancred’s voice.

Oh Gods had you really said that?

You were still too content with Estinien’s soothing ministrations to move but you looked nervously to your favorite thief.

But he wasn’t looking at you.

“Estinien. What say you to a friendly competition?

"There isn’t many in Coerthas. What would it entail?”

“Who can make her come undone the most? Winner gets to stay with her for the night and the loser has to be on guard duty and stay awake.”

“Not very high stakes but I’ll take it. As long as she agrees to it, of course.”

“That goes without saying.”

They both turned to you and as sheepish as you felt, you still agreed.

“…Okay. But we’re obviously including the typical safewords. Lahabrea for you, Thancred and Nidhogg for you, Estinien. Still okay to use?”

You always checked, ensuring the words weren’t triggering for them and both nodded.

“You both have more in common than I realized, actually. Huh. So…how are we doing this then?”

Thancred looked vaguely amused as he shrugged.

“I can always run out and fetch some restraints. You’re awfully calm given your earlier flusteredness, you know.”

“No need, I have my own. It’s the hair. Makes her melt. Ears too, and those triple as an extra erogenous and ticklish area so I target it often. Her back will have the same affect.”

Thancred’s eyes lit up at that.

“No way; I didn’t even know she was ticklish there!”

“Wait don’t-eep!”

You yelped as Thancred moved before you could stop him, nimble fingers slipping underneath your shirt and drawing patterns into your back, occasionally spidering or digging in slightly to make you squeak. Nonetheless, you melted forward into Estinien’s waiting chest and sighed in content, small giggles slipping out now and then.

“So this is why you tensed and would jump away whenever I tried to massage your shoulders. Could you get any cuter?”

You nuzzled Estinien and grumbled weakly, taking solace in his warmth.

“This isn’t playing fair.”

“You’ve got a safe word darling. You need only say it if you need us to stop at any time.”

His deep voice rumbled in your ear before his teeth pulled, making you arch a moment before a purr escaped you, making you gasp, flinch away and cover your mouth.

The two men froze.

“…Tell me you heard that too, Wyrmblood.”

“Loud and clear. Naughty kitten, hiding such sounds from us for so long.”

Both men’s voices had deepened in their lust and it was obvious to see it in the way their eyes darkened as well.

“Now then, why don’t we find out what other sounds you can make for us. Shall we truly get started?”

Breathless you could only whimper as Thancred tongued your throat, while Estinien retrieved the restraints.

“I’m fucked aren’t I?”

“Not yet you aren’t. But you will be. Thoroughly .”

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