#I still love claude as always

[coucou-art]

one thing I absolutely love about tumblr that only exists here is the way many people unrestrainedly pour out their thoughts and reactions in the tags when otherwise they would hesitate writing it in regular comments on other platforms and I live for it. thank you everyone for liking my latest piece, it's been 162494 years since I drew anything FE3H related and I desperately needed this. it feels like I'm back home

[toxic-sugar-piie]

My GTA III drawings from 2019 deleted from all sites. The strangest thing is that people somehow remember me from my drawings from the past and still write to me (it's not clear to me where they find me from). Anyway, thanks if you remember me.

[stillprettyunoriginal]

Names are so vital. So important and held to who a person is and gods Claude who has known Jericho through being far closer to Simon than himself now; through Jericho and the taking of his FACE through having to take in the mind of bloody fucking Martin. If names bring power, what sort of humanity does it draw out of a person when they’ve seen you try on a good couple. Maybe I’m just in my own head about this but truly, there are versions and layers of learning and change to the Jericho we know now, and after a certain point? If we move past his childhood? Claude has been there for nearly all of them besides the tubs. When he lost Kassie there was someone else and this one hasn’t LEFT through his learning and hasn’t died through him stumbling into the world and overall at his side. He has truly been one of the people closest to him. One of the closest you could get, at the very least, when you wear the face of a tormentor and feel your gut twisted by their own memories of their hatred of you or how you her them, and you can’t remember a world without that hurt. I’m never going to heal from these two I swear it.

(also the taking of Martin’s face is destructive to my mental health rip someone please save me it ruins me every time I remember it, n WONDER he had brother issues dude)

[slxthserenade]

Ngl I never ever expected to find such great Arab rep in FIRE EMBLEM of all medias. And not even a side character but a main lord, one that’s so loved by the fandom for his personality and antics and goals and uniqueness. Claude von Fire Emblem you are truly the character of all time.

[qualityrain]

in shambles thinking abt hny 36 because yk. the mirror. yk how in 8 satoko has this flashback of how when she was a kid she would look at her scar in the mirror and know that it makes her undesirable but she shows it to shinpei and is proud of it even calling it her badge of honour and then in 36 she once again sees her scar in the mirror and realises that shes getting so thin her ribs are showing and she knows shes looking more and more undesirable and ugly and shes so ashamed she tries to hide and pass it off as a lol i havent been eating thing instead of it being yk. her chronic illness thats supposed to kill her. and she literally expects shinpei to think shes disgusting or something like tachibana. tachibana. i am on my knees take all of satokos pain and suffering and give it to literally anybody else

[grelleswife]

Imagine the fanon Claude Faustus vs Will or Ronald for how they treat Sebastian.. and cause their reapers too ig.

Claude, roasting his ex: You can barely manage your own staff, Michaelis, and yet you have the audacity to call yourself one hell of a butler? It’s laughable, really. 🤭

Claude when Ronald barges in talking trash and attempting to mow Seb down with his scythe, or William has the gall to treat the demon he once loved (and still does, if he’s being honest with himself) like vermin:

No one else is allowed to slander Michaelis; that’s his exclusive job as a divorcé. And heaven itself can’t help the fool, reaper or otherwise, who means Sebastian harm. They can expect a drawerful of Trancy butter knives through their vitals or slow death encased in a cocoon of demonic spider silk—whichever Claude’s in the mood for. 🕷🔪

[hotvintagepoll]

Congrats to the ultimate winner of the Hot & Vintage Movie Men Tournament, Mr. Toshiro Mifune! May he live happily and well where the sun always shines, enjoying the glories of a battle hard fought.

A loving farewell to all of our previous contestants, who are now banished to the shadow realm and all its dark joys and whispered horrors—I hear there's a picnic on the village green today. If you want to remember the fallen heroes, you can find them all beneath the cut.

What happens next? I'll be taking a break of two weeks to rest from this and prep for the Hot & Vintage Ladies Tournament. I'll still be around but only minimally, posting a few last odes to the hot men before transitioning into a little early ladies content, just like I did with this last tournament. The submission form for the Hot & Vintage Ladies tournament will remain up for one more week (closing February 21st), so get your submissions in for that asap! Once the form closes, there will be one more week of break. The first round of the Hot & Vintage Ladies Tournament will be posted on February 29th, as Leap Year Day seems like a fitting allusion to leaping into these ladies' arms.

Thanks for being here! Enjoy the two weeks off, and send me some great propaganda.

In order of the last round they survived—

ROUND ONE HOTTIES:

Richard Burton

Tony Curtis

Red Skelton

Keir Dullea

Jack Lemmon

Kirk Douglas

Marcello Mastroianni

Jean-Pierre Cassel

Robert Wagner

James Garner

James Coburn

Rex Harrison

George Chakiris

Dean Martin

Sean Connery

Tab Hunter

Howard Keel

James Mason

Steve McQueen

George Peppard

Elvis Presley

Rudolph Valentino

Joseph Schildkraut

Ray Milland

Claude Rains

John Wayne

William Holden

Douglas Fairbanks Sr.

Harold Lloyd

Charlie Chaplin

John Gilbert

Ramon Novarro

Slim Thompson

John Barrymore

Edward G. Robinson

William Powell

Leslie Howard

Peter Lawford

Mel Ferrer

Joseph Cotten

Keye Luke

Ivan Mosjoukine

Spencer Tracy

Felix Bressart

Ronald Reagan (here to be dunked on)

Peter Lorre

Bob Hope

Paul Muni

Cornel Wilde

John Garfield

Cantinflas

Henry Fonda

Robert Mitchum

Van Johnson

José Ferrer

Robert Preston

Jack Benny

Fredric March

Gene Autry

Alec Guinness

Fayard Nicholas

Ray Bolger

Orson Welles

Mickey Rooney

Glenn Ford

James Cagney

ROUND TWO SWOONERS:

Dick Van Dyke

James Edwards

Sammy Davis Jr.

Alain Delon

Peter O'Toole

Robert Redford

Charlton Heston

Cesar Romero

Noble Johnson

Lex Barker

David Niven

Robert Earl Jones

Turhan Bey

Bela Lugosi

Donald O'Connor

Carman Newsome

Oscar Micheaux

Benson Fong

Clint Eastwood

Sabu Dastagir

Rex Ingram

Burt Lancaster

Paul Newman

Montgomery Clift

Fred Astaire

Boris Karloff

Gilbert Roland

Peter Cushing

Frank Sinatra

Harold Nicholas

Guy Madison

Danny Kaye

John Carradine

Ricardo Montalbán

Bing Crosby

ROUND THREE SMOKESHOWS:

Marlon Brando

Anthony Perkins

Michael Redgrave

Gary Cooper

Conrad Veidt

Ronald Colman

Rock Hudson

Basil Rathbone

Laurence Olivier

Christopher Plummer

Johnny Weismuller

Clark Gable

Fernando Lamas

Errol Flynn

Tyrone Power

Humphrey Bogart

ROUND 4 STUNGUNS:

James Dean

Cary Grant

Gregory Peck

Sessue Hayakawa

Harry Belafonte

James Stewart

Gene Kelly

Peter Falk

QUARTERFINALIST VOLCANIC TOWERS OF LUST:

Jeremy Brett

Vincent Price

James Shigeta

Buster Keaton

SEMIFINALIST SUPERMEN:

Omar Sharif

Paul Robeson

FINALIST FANTASIES:

Sidney Poitier

Toshiro Mifune

and ok, sure, here's the shadow-bracket-style winner's portrait of Toshiro Mifune.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hello 👋 can I pls request relationship and suggestive headcanons for Claude (wmmap) Regis (FIDWYM) and Lante Agriche with a female reader? Thank you ❤️

(some days, I'm gonna be better and consistent...:[ | Warnings: mentions of dying at childbirth, blood, murder, NSFW content, diana-claude poly mentions? idk..Anyways, NSFW content. )

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Claude De Alger Obelia, Legis Floyen and Lante Agriche SFW/NSFW HCs

Claude De Alger Obelia

♕ Definitely loves to spoil you! He loves to spoil you when he can, bringing jewellery, making your favourite food, spending extra time with you, buying you clothes, flowers, gifts, anything you want! He is always happy to spoil you, Athy gets a bit worried, but she also loves you and makes handmade gifts for you which you definitely appreciate!

♕ Constantly worried for your health and safety, has a maid and a guard follow you everywhere, he would let them follow you to the bathroom if it wasn't unethical, but yeah..Constantly worried something is gonna happen to you..

♕ Also, constantly making sure you're in top health, always consults doctors about anything he finds unusual on you, if you two were to have kids, he's have a long talk with doctors if you can have kids and there won't be any complications and if anything were to happen, if he'd be able to save you over the kid...

♕ Definitely not loosing you to childbirth like he lost Diana, you both are the biggest jewels in his eyes and he doesn't want to lose you like he lost Diana. Definitely thinks how you both would be with each other if you met, would you both like each other more than him? Would you be open to be with both of them or would he simply be with Diana and you'd go off with someone else??

♕ You, him and Athy spend a lot of time together, eating, tea parties, talking about trends, gossiping or anything in between about Athy's love interests or something. Sometimes even Jeanette joins you both, she's so happy to be included, but after Anastacius left with her, she was happy to learn things from far away, you gave her your blessings, she'll miss all of you but tries to find time to visit when she can..

♕ You and Claude would dance together late at night for fun, it's so quiet and so intimate and so romantic, cue you both forgetting the dance and end up making out against a wall with him leaving hickeys! speaking of them, he leaves TOO many damn hickeys, it's his love language at one point...

♕ He is a busy man, being an emperor and all, but he still finds time for you, you're the most important thing to him after Athy and he tries to find time for both of you, together and individually like during meals, before he goes to sleep, after he wakes up, free time, he loves to spend it with you or alone doing something he enjoys..

♕ He is romantic while sex, but also very rough, be careful, don't piss him off, you won't be able to sit with a bruised ass or the aching cunt or walk due to the shaking and sore legs. He knows how to make brats behave, loves you but don't piss him off.

♕ Hates it when other people stare, will go to a nearby room or maybe the balcony if he's extra mad and simply fuck you till you're screaming your throat raw with leaving hickeys and making sure everyone and especially the person is hearing and seeing the whole thing...Likes the eyes on him sometimes, don't know why but he does, maybe it gives him thrill maybe it gives him the chance to prove himself in some way maybe he gets gratification, no way. But likes the way when you're bent over and crying your eyes out.

♕ Cages your hand above your head with a single one of his own and simply fingers you before pulling away and edging you till you're asking him to properly fuck you dumb, even if he's feeling soft, he likes to do it cause you're crying face and whines and moans sound cut to him and he can never get enough of it

♕ Leaves a lot of bitemarks, hickeys, bruises, it's concerning if you don't know it's out of love and how much he can't control his strength at times..When he's about to cum, he bites your neck to muffle his own moans and whines when you're clenching down on him..One hand constantly working on your clit.

♕ Let's say they have some medicine which works as Plan B, cause keep in mind, he will be breeding you, it's one of his biggest kinks, he would love to see you pregnant with his baby who is your and his mix, Athy needs a sibling after all! Will be pounding in you even after you've gone enough, he cant help himself sometimes!

Legis Adri Floyen

◈ Now Legis would be a bit closed off, but still after a while be extremely sweet and romantic, constantly being a gentleman, holding your hand when you're walking down the stairs, gets you gifts, when you got tired, he carried you where you want, feeds you, kisses you and looks at you like you're gold.

◈ You and Jubelian have to sometimes remind him to take breaks, you and Jubelian and literally bestest of friends yet being the cutest mother-daughter duo in Legis's eyes, two of his favourite girls being together and happy and getting alone and all the cute stuff?! Oh man, he feels like he's in heaven!

◈ Loves to spend time with you and Juve when he can, bringing you both gifts and you both in return make tiny gifts for him, like bouquets or like maybe you stitched something for him on a napkin and he carried it everywhere, or maybe you and Juve went out together to choose and mix-match jewellery for Legis and then you both gift it to him, she is always so happy to spend time with her parents!

◈ He and you would spend time kissing and then Juve would be grossed out but finds it cute or maybe you and Legis would spend time sparring or sword-fighting cause women back then used to do a lot of sports including archery, sword-fighting, hiking, so maybe he would love for you to join him in sparring sometime or maybe hand-to-hand combat where you are always winning because he refuses to put in effort, he gets too mesmerised by you anyway.

◈ He would love to take you on trips to anywhere you want, get dresses custom made so no-one else can have them, have portraits painted of you, he's such a sweetheart!! He would love to have a family portrait with you and Juve beside him!!

◈ Another thing is, matching clothes!! You wear something matching in your outfits at ALL times, be it a brooch, be it the colour of the clothing, be it the way the pattern of the dress, he loves to match with you, he even has dresses which are carbon copies of some of Juve's! You both look gorgeous in them!!

◈ Kind of needs your reassurance that he is doing the correct thing, if there is something you don't like, please say cause when you do things passive and aggressively, it makes him overthink things....And if he overthinks, he cries and I'm sure you don't want your husband to cry? Yeah, that's what I thought, communicate!

◈ Okay, first he finds you cute and adorable and hot and so squishable and he folds you like a chair fucking you in matching press with your thighs pressed against your chest while he toys with your cunt and clit so sweetly, it's almost innocent in a way!

◈ PRAISE!! Of-course, the biggest praise kink is in him, his eyes start to water from overwhelming love when he is praised during sex, so just to ground him, hold his hand tightly in yours in anyway you can to remind him you're both there..He gets carried away, poor baby..

◈ Loves to see you ride him, cause it's so cute in his eyes when you're trying your best to take him cause first of he's VERY BIG, secondly you try your best to take him, struggle with it, crying for him to do something to make something out of your fruitless ventures, of-course he teases you until you beg a lot, but because he likes your cries and tears and face

◈ Speaking of crying, he won't stop eating your cunt until tears are streaming down he's pulled a good few orgasms, your cunt is almost raw but i's still drooling...and he can't get enough, you're just sound so cute and taste so amazing, but okay, he'll take pity and fuck you properly, if you don't tell him to, he'll cum from just eating you out, grinding against whatever he can.

◈ Suck him off under his desk after he's overworked, probably one of the only dilfs who moans and whimpers and can't hide them, he sounds cute, as you gag on his cock, he sounds adorable!! Not your fault it's a good way to relax him from overworking and to just tease him!

◈ He sometimes gets so lot in making you cum, he does it for a good while until he simply pulls dry orgasms, until legs are shaking, you're both covered in bodily fluids, drools, sweat, clit is engorged a bit and it hurts but feels too good for him to pull out now as you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him close..

Lante Agriche

☠ Now for this request, I will say he's like a yandere-type in love with you and he's a bit sane and okay in head. Lante would always follow you around, carrying you when he can, holding you on his lap during those special dinners with his top three favourite kids as he fed you food with his hands, does your hair, albeit a bit haphazardly.

☠ He desperately needs you be locked down with him, he would kill anyone you pay too much attention to, that includes his kids, well your kids are his favourite kids, so he doesn't want you to be sad, but threatening them is the way to go!!

☠ likes to bring you the severed head of his victims as gifts with a deranged smile, expecting praise. I hope you give some to him for the sake of your neck joint...I mean, he'd also bring bloodied flowers, a skull, some sword, some jewel, etc, whatever he finds interesting all covered in blood cause he thinks you look hot in blood and everything looks better covered in blood.

☠ Leaves hickeys on your necks, for everyone and leaves more if you try to cover them. He has no shame, not like anyone would dare to say anything, but if they did, you'd have another severed head to your collection. So enjoy!!

☠ DESPISES people staring at you for a second too late, hates it, cannot stand it, will not stand for it, will kill someone for it. I mean, he's a man known for crimes, of-course he's gonna murder someone for looking at you too long! He's such a munchy weirdo..

☠ Would have your ring on your hand AT ALL TIMES, ain't no one snatching up his weirdo, hell naw! Anyways, he gets new rings made for you whenever you need one and it's all decorated well and stuff and so now you have a ring collection and it's very gorgeous and probably cost more than the whole manor and humans who die inside regularly!

☠ He slow dances with you over the dead bodies of people, enjoying the way their bones crunch under you both as you both softly danced while you both are in each other's embrace and are softly being intimate in silence..

☠ Oh now, don't think that if he got jealous and mad at some public event he is also one to not care if he fucks you on a balcony when everyone can hear you both while you scream and wail like it's no one's business in the balcony and later on everyone's too shy to make eye contact with you, including the kids and other wives...

☠ Bending you over on his desk to fuck you all while there are people in the next room or simply eat you out until you cry, but eating you out is a unusual occurrence...He doesn't just give you pleasure without getting anything in return, no.

☠ Edging you constantly, not letting you cum until you beg hard enough or until he possibly can't take it anymore or until you do it yourself earning a punishment by him where either he overstimulates you till you physically pass out and only have dry orgasms, so there are a few options of him to choose from, maybe play the safe submissive and subservient role for a while unless you're confident in your skills as a dom to top him..

☠ knife kink, I said it. Knife kink, holds a knife to your neck while he makes you ride him, and presses it down sometimes to nick your body parts for fun and for the sadistic tendencies...

[itsmearia01]

Genre : Fantasy, historical, romance, angst.

Tw : yandere behavior, the characters are warning themselfs, cheat (past. On you, good luck!)

You always wonder why and how your fiancé, who cheated on you and even had children with his mistress who became his wife, is suddenly obsessed with you. it started a long time ago, you loved him but felt very empty when you saw him with that woman. until finally at the dance party he humiliated you in front of everyone.

he kissed her, hugged her waist tightly as he danced. oh how hurt you were when he said those words. You ran out of the dance party, leaving him smiling with the woman watching you leave with a 'sympathy' expression.

Yes, what else can they do? when their wedding was announced you just stared at the invitation blankly, it must have been the woman's idea, there was no way the man would want to invite you to his happy day.

just imagine when you just arrived back to your kingdom, after years of traveling and becoming a figure in the world of education and health. Imagine the king his self organizing a welcoming party for you, truly appreciating your achievements in changing the world into a better place. Your feelings for him don't remain at all, in fact most of the time you forget his existence, so imagine your confusion when in the middle of chatting with other nobles, a man your age calls you almost shouting.

"(Y/N)! y-you're back, darling…"

"S-sorry? am I know you?"

when you couldn't remember, he immediately pulled you from the crowd and hugged you, "Sorry (Y/N) darling, I promise I will take care of you and treat you like my goddess."

At first you couldn't recognize him because the hug didn't let you see his face. But when you looked at his face, there he was. Still handsome with a few changes that weren't much different. But what you feel is anger, confusion, disgust.

You managed to escape from his embrace that night. The public's view of him changed, they felt sorry for you. But what you didn't know was the evil plans he had planned. So that you will be his and only by his side.

His children with that woman? No different. They know who you are, have idolized you for a long time. My, what a beautiful fantasy it is to have you as a mother.

TBH ANY MANHWA DILFS YOU COULD IMAGINE, NOT ONLY CLAUDE. But i got lazy, sorry.

A/N : SORRY ITS BEEN A WHILE. IM SO BUSY. IDK IF I CAN CONTINUE THE SERIES BUT MAYBE ILL MAKE ONESHOTS MORE OFTEN. Just wanna post this for you pookies🫶🏻 dividers credit to @cafekitsune

[yamumsyadadd]

the forgotten girl (4)

posted this originally on my old account. will be posting twice weekly :)

The obnoxious sound of my alarm had awoken me from a very deep slumber. The past few weeks had been a lot. It was getting closer to Christmas, meaning closer to actually playing. It was a lot. I didn’t have plans for Christmas, not that I usually had anyway. Christmas was Emily’s holiday, she loved it. The house would be decorated. Every where you’d look, the bedrooms, the bathrooms, couches, everything. 

Today would be my first time training with the team. I’d be training with the injured players but today, today was the big league. I’d have to go into the locker room, wear the Barca uniform and actually interact with everyone. It was going to be hard. 

I thought that by arriving an hour early, I’d have time to sit in the silence of the locker room, take it all in and what not. But that would not be the case. Alexia was there, of course, always had to be the first person to things. But I didn’t expect Keira or Claudia to be there. Keira was always late. No matter what and from what I learnt over the past few weeks, Claudia was the same. Yet here they were, all smiling at me as I walked in. 

“Uh hi. Sorry, I didn’t expect anyone to be here so early.” 

“We” Keira pointed to her and Claudia, “came here early for you. Alexia is always this early.” 

“Congratulations!” Claudia bounded towards me, barely enough time for me to react before her arms wrapped around me tightly. 

“Thanks Claud. And Kei, you too.” 

Alexia just watched on. Wishing she wasn’t so ridged. Despite everything that had happened to you, Alexia wished she could be more like you. You were still vibrant, calming and carefree. As carefree as someone who went through what you did, could be. 

As the end of the week neared, everyone was talking about there holiday plans, I stayed completely silent. Listening to what everyone was doing. I was prepared to make up a lie if I was asked, but thankfully I wasn’t. When Alexia stopped me in the car park I knew what was coming. 

“Do you want to join my family for Christmas? It’s just mum and alba this year?” 

“No that’s okay. I don’t do Christmas. Thanks for the invite though!” Despite the rejection, Alexia sent me her mums address. I wasn’t planning on going. Really I wasn’t. Yet here I was, standing at Eli’s front door, presents in hand. Before I could even knock, the door swung open. 

“Milly! What are you doing here!” Alba screamed, pulling me in for a hug. 

“Alexia invited me. I hope that’s okay.” 

“Amelia Higgins! Look at you! You get more beautiful Every time I see you. Come here, give me a hug.” Eli’s loving voice was something that I missed. The warmth in her hugs, the way she would mother me like I was her own. 

“I bought gifts.” Shoving the bags into Albas arms and watching her skip away like a 12 year old. 

“I’m glad you came.” Ale whispered in my ear as she hugged me. 

Christmas was my least favourite. For many reasons. Growing up in the system, the only presents I got were from charity. Not to say they were bad or anything but all the kids at school got phones and iPads and whatever they wanted. I did not. Another reason why I hated it, I didn’t have a family. Especially not now. Emily’s family was big, her older sister, brother and in laws, as well as nieces and nephews. It was loud, fun, full of love. It was Emily’s holiday. 

This was different though. It didn’t feel like Christmas. It felt like before emily. Whenever I’d get a break, I’d come visit Alexia in Barcelona. Even if it was just for a night. The ability to be able to hide away in her mums living room was a feeling I’d missed. There wasn’t any pressure to be the best here, showing up and being present was simply enough. 

Eli was hurt when she found out I had been living in Barcelona for 3 years and hadn’t come to see her. She’d manage to track down my address from Olga and showed up one night with paella. 

“Eli? What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing mija.” 

“I-I don’t know what you mean?” 

“3 years Amelia! You have lived here for 3 years and not once did you ever message me or come over. It’s been over 3 years since I even spoke to you last! You vanished and stressed everyone out. Why did you do that! To me? To Alexia?” 

“I’m sorry” I said quietly. I was sorry. “I couldn’t be the person everyone wanted me to be. I needed to get out of there. I didn’t want to grieve with the whole world watching and I didn’t want to destroy everyone as I destroyed myself, so I did what I thought was best.” 

“Mija, you’re an idiota. You could’ve come to me. To my home. Lived with me. I would’ve kept you hidden. Safe. Away from it all. It doesn’t matter. I am here now and I have food for you. You’re too skinny so please, wash your hands and come eat.” 

Whatever Eli wanted, she got. 

A few days after Christmas, training started again. We had 2 full days of training and then a week off. Barcelona was an intense team with an intense schedule, it made sense that they would train so hard, they were the best. 

The transfer window opened, the plan was to not announce my signing until the very last minute. Meaning that teams wouldn’t bombard myself or my manager with questions and contracts. Eloise, my manager, had set me up with a social media manager, someone who would recreate my social media’s and post on behaviour of me. This way I wouldn’t get overwhelmed or have to deal with the comments. I could stick to my anonymous instagram that only had 15 followers. I very much preferred it this way. 

The whole transfer window was quiet, no rumours of my return. It put my mind at ease, no would could or would expect this. I, however, did not expect the amount of followers, messages or people talking about me. 

Amelia Scott-Higgins has signed with FC Barcelona until 2026. 

FC Barcelonas new signing: what you need to know. 

Where has Amelia Scott-Higgins been hiding for the last 3.5 years? 

It was a lot. I miss the time when I was off the grid and hiding. 

[haru-natsuka]

The fate (Anastacius x Female Reader x Claude)

Chapter 5 : The Mistress's Child

It was normal for a wife to hate her husband mistress and their child, but for her, the mistress was the person who had treated her fairly instead of the husband. When the latter died during childbirth, the wife pledged to herself to raise her child with care and love, giving the child the affection and treatment she deserved but had been deprived of...

Female reader will be named as Celestial

As always, Celestial hid behind a pillar to oversee a certain little girl who was approaching the Emerald Palace. She had observed the princess and noticed that she resembled Claude when he was a child, and there were no evident traces of Diana's characteristics except for her curiosity, similar to the latter and yet a lot of people did claimed the princess followed her mother features more. However, the princess did not take any precautions or seem concerned about the risks of being at the Emerald Palace, despite it being a place only for the Empress and the Emperor. Did she not feel scared if she accidentally met the emperor who had ignored her own mother?

Athanasia, a name that Diana bestowed on her own daughter before her passing from childbirth, also became the name that Claude used mockingly, being aware of its meaning as immortality. As if she was begging Claude to not kill their child. ​But, the crown prince had grown distant from Diana, not taking her feelings into consideration and only seeking for himself. And so, as Claude claimed to have lost a lot and could not bear to lose any more. Then, if he killed his only child, would he did not do anything except for losing some more? Celestial had lost her freedom because of Athanasia and Diana, but still she could not help but worry about the princess' fate.

"I am willing to do anything of your choice. I will support you with all my strength. I will be a good wife in exchange for saving the life of a child who was born innocent and free of sin. I beg you to have mercy and spare her, Claude. She is a pure being who only needs to be protected,"

Celestial pleaded as she hoped for the princess' safety. She could not help but feel the sense of urgency to protect Athanasia who was motherless and help Claude understand that this would be the right thing to do.

Celestial, despite having not bowed before anyone in her life, was now kneeling on the floor before her egoistic, monstrous husband. She lay her forehead on the ground in order to plead with the emperor to spare the princess' child from being killed. The scent of blood and corpses was overpowering and unpleasant, but Celestial remained to make sure that the innocent princess was protected. She could not risk it, having the sense of urgency to protect the pure and precious life of a child, despite her hatred for Claude. She had to save Athanasia with her very life.

Celestial refused to look at her husband, knowing that he was looking at her with hatred and anger. The surroundings were tense, due to the emperor's anger and the tense situation at hand. Knowing Claude, Celestial was fully prepared to sacrifice her own life to protect Diana's child, which she held so dearly. The mistress of her husband, Diana, was a kind person who was by Celestial's side when her husband neglected her and mistreated her. Because of her deep care and affection for Diana, she would go to any lengths and give her life to save Diana's child.

"Her name. Tell me,"

Claude ordered coldly, increasing the tension in the room and causing Lily to tremble in fear. She was desperate for her life and the newborn baby too. As they were the only ones alive amongst the sea of corpses, the Emperor's focus was firmly upon them. Lily was so terrified that she began to speak, answering his question with all her might, hoping that this will appease him and spare her life.

"Athanasia, Your Majesty," was the answer she gave, hoping that it was enough to keep her alive.

"Amusing. I wonder how long this thing can live in accordance to its name." Claude, upon hearing the response from the maid, chuckled madly and turned around to left the room without a second thought. He did not bother to look back, and in a stern tone to regard his wife. Knowing that Celestial gave him an offer to let the princess live, Claude finally agreed to this in turn for her devotion. He seemed to be satisfied by this outcome as he got to chain his wife by his side as long as he desired.

"And I would take your offer to me to let that filthy thing live"

While the palace was full of tension and conflict, it seemed that Athanasia enjoyed her time there. The little girl, having turned five years old this year, felt like a big girl as she was actively engaging in thievery of the palace decoration. The empress, could not help but notice her efforts to steal some decorations from the palace. In fact, she was so exposed in her position that anyone could locate her. Celestial, noticing her acts, tried hard to conceal her laughter, for she felt joy looking at the little princess engaging in such antics.

"I never know our guards are this incompetent that a thief can trespass into the main palace?"

Athanasia was caught off guard by a voice behind her. She then turned around, adorably showing of her doe eyes as she stared pleadingly at Celestial, who had witnessed her multiple times committing such sinful acts. Knowing that Celestial was aware of her daily activities, she hoped for her mercy and tried to gain sympathy by looking appealing and cute to her. However, Celestial had already grown accustomed to her thievery and antics, and the fact that Athanasia had gained a large collection of stolen items in her pockets had become a routine matter for both of them which the empress gave her full support for the girl. Let's make the palace be poor!

"Auntie, please don't tell anyone. Athy will give you my precious chocolate. Please keep this a secret," the little girl begged Celestial, referring to her as 'auntie' as she never know the true identity of the woman who she had met since a week ago.

"Is it the chocolate that you steal from the kitchen?"

"It already in my hands so it is Athy's!"

"You're funny. Am I not giving you enough jewels yesterday?"

"Athy just love pretty stuff so much that Athy wants it to be mine! Auntie is pretty too! Athy loves your hair and your eyes the most. Athy loves Auntie the most!"

Celestial knew the princess wanted her to keep her thievery a secret, but it was fun for her to tease Athanasia from time to time. In a way, being with this little girl had brought life to Celestial's darkened world, and she was glad to spend proper time with someone who was open and honest in their thoughts. She knew that the princess was a little wild at times, but it was far more enjoyable to speak to someone who was sincere and innocent compared to communicating with an adult with hidden agendas.

"Athy, I have a present for you for visiting me again, please extend your hand to me," Celestial told the little princess, who was more than happy to accept the gift.

"Is it bigger and sparkly than yesterday?" Athanasia asked with excitement, clearly expecting a magnificent gift as she had gained many trinkets from her previous visits.

"It is better than yesterday, Athy," Celestial replied with a smile, indicating that the gift would be better than what she had given Athanasia the day before. She gave the princess a little pouch, which she took in her hands curiously.

"It's not a jewel or gold?"

"Open it. I assure you will love it a lot"

Athanasia, the little girl from the royal family, opened the pouch with a sense of doubt, as she had certain expectations when it came to gifts such as this. She considered only gold and jewels to be worthy gifts to receive, as they were the only things she deemed to be invaluable for her future. The princess was not easy to please when it came to gifts, for these precious items were crucial for her future, and she wished to find out whether her expectations would be met.

Athanasia, the princess, was overjoyed when she opened the pouch and discovered that there were endless amounts of gold and jewels inside. She was overwhelmed with joy at the sight of the precious items and was amazed at the seemingly endless space inside the pouch. She was thrilled by the knowledge that she would no longer have to struggle with hiding the items she had stolen, for the pouch's space could hold everything with no one being able to notice. She thought that the gifts that she had been given were more than worthwhile, for they had truly exceeded her expectations.

"It is a limitless space inside the pouch so after this, you can put everything inside the pouch instead of your pocket. No one will notice if you steal anything more after this"

"Athy loves it! Thank you, Auntie!"

The princess hugged Celestial and gave her thighs a tight hug, as a way to show her appreciation for the gift she had just given. Celestial, in turn, also enjoyed the hug for it was a way of bonding and communicating with the little princess. She would also look forward to more future interactions, for the time she had spent with Athanasia had been an important and precious experience for both of them.

"I'm glad that you love it" She caressed the little girl hair gingerly to return her action. Celestial and Athanasia were in their own pleasant world, being completely unaware of the presence of the two individuals approaching them. However, they were soon pulled back from their dreamy moments when they heard a loud voice coming from somewhere nearby. It seemed that the princess and Celestial were not the only ones in the room, for two individuals had arrived and spotted them from a distance.

"What is this filthy bug doing in my palace?" The two girls turned to face the source of the voice, curious to see who had spoken out in such a way. It was non other than the emperor, Claude De Alger Obelia

@fluffy-koalala

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[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Thank you, but I’ve got something real

Synopsis: In which Vox asks Valentino to give him a drug to make you love him, ideally taking you away from Alastor, your lover. But not even drugs can keep you away from your radio overlord.

A/N: Inspired by Monster high, mainly the valentine movie where Valentine hypnotizes draculara and steals her from Claud, but her love for Claud breaks her out of Valentines spell. I adore that movie so much and I just had to write this!! I also was deciding if I should write this with Vox and Alastor or Bill and Alastor, since I seem to be very into love triangles at the moment. I hope you enjoy!!

Warning: Draculara coded reader!

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The grand manor was eerily quiet, the silence broken only by the soft echo of your footsteps down the long corridors. There was an unusual stillness in the air, as if the entire house was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. The lively energy that usually filled the manor seemed absent, replaced by a strange sense of calm that made you uneasy, though you couldn’t quite understand why.

You found yourself drifting toward the ballroom, where the light from the grand chandelier bathed the room in a soft, golden glow. Vox was there, standing at the center of the room, his tall figure cast in shadow. His eyes lit up as you entered, a smooth smile spreading across his face.

“There you are, darling,” Vox greeted you, his voice rich and velvety. “I was wondering when you’d come find me.”

A smile tugged at your lips as you approached him, an odd sense of contentment settling in your chest. Vox had always been charming, attentive in a way that made you feel special. Lately, his attention felt even more intense, like a magnetic pull you couldn’t resist.

“Here I am,” you replied, your voice soft. “What’s on your mind, Vox?”

He chuckled, a sound that sent a warm shiver down your spine, and took your hand in his, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss. “I was just thinking how nice it would be if we spent more time together, just the two of us. Don’t you agree, darling?”

You felt a flutter of warmth in your chest and nodded, the idea of spending more time with Vox sounding… perfect. More than perfect, even. It felt like exactly what you wanted. But as you stood there, hand in hand with him, a flicker of something else surfaced in your mind—an image of someone else, with a wide grin and eyes that gleamed with mischief. Alastor.

The thought of him made your heart skip a beat, a pang of something unidentifiable settling in your chest. It was strange, how even the mere thought of Alastor seemed to stir something deep within you, something that didn’t quite match the warmth you felt with Vox. It was stronger, more intense.

“Vox,” you began, your voice uncertain as you pulled your hand back slightly. “What about Alastor? Shouldn’t I… talk to him?”

Vox’s smile faltered, just for a moment, before it returned, this time with a hint of something darker. His grip on your hand tightened ever so slightly as he moved closer. “Why bother with him, darling?” he asked, his tone light but laced with an edge. “He’s always so busy, so distracted. But I’m here, and I can give you everything you need. Isn’t that what matters?”

You hesitated, a cloud of confusion beginning to form in your mind. Vox’s words were soothing, comforting even, and the idea of focusing solely on him made a strange kind of sense. After all, Alastor had been distant lately, always wrapped up in his own world. But then, there was that nagging thought at the back of your mind, that image of Alastor that refused to be pushed aside.

“Maybe…” you said, trailing off as the fog in your mind thickened. “But I feel like I need to see him.”

Vox’s eyes darkened, his charming facade slipping slightly as frustration flickered across his features. “Don’t we have something real, sweetheart?” he pressed, his voice tightening. “What could he possibly offer you that I can’t?”

The question lingered in the air, the weight of it pressing down on you. You wanted to give in to Vox’s words, to let the warmth he offered envelop you completely. But that image of Alastor kept pulling you back, a small but persistent voice in your mind whispering that something wasn’t right.

You stepped back from Vox, shaking your head slightly as if to clear the fog that clung to your thoughts. “Thank you,” you said, your voice trembling with newfound clarity. “But I’ve got something real with Alastor.”

Vox’s expression darkened further, irritation now clear in his eyes. But before he could say anything else, you turned and fled the ballroom, your heart racing in your chest. The further you got from Vox, the clearer your thoughts became, and with each step, the pull toward Alastor grew stronger.

You found him in the garden, leaning casually against a tree, that familiar, mischievous grin playing on his lips as if he had been expecting you. The moment you saw him, the last remnants of the fog cleared from your mind, and everything made sense again. Vox’s charm had been nothing more than a trap, a spell meant to ensnare you—and you had almost fallen for it.

“Alastor,” you breathed, relief flooding through you as you ran to him, throwing your arms around his neck. “I’m so sorry—I don’t know what I was thinking.”

Alastor’s grin softened into something more genuine as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. “It’s alright, my dear,” he said, his voice a comforting purr. “You weren’t thinking because you weren’t in your right mind. Vox has a way of getting into people’s heads. But I’m glad you’re back.”

You buried your face in his chest, breathing in his familiar scent, the warmth of his embrace chasing away the last vestiges of doubt and fear. This was real—this connection, this love. It wasn’t something that could be conjured or manipulated; it was something that had brought you back from the brink of losing yourself.

“I’m back,” you whispered, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes, your heart finally at peace. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

Alastor’s grin widened, his crimson eyes gleaming with a mixture of relief and pride. “That’s my girl,” he said, his voice low and filled with affection. “Now, let’s get you away from this place and somewhere safe.”

As he led you away from the manor, his hand firmly in yours, you knew that no spell, no manipulation, could ever break the bond you shared. Alastor was your anchor, your safe harbor in the storm, and no matter what Vox had tried to do, it was your love for Alastor that had ultimately set you free.

[montimer]

Claude Frollo x Knight!reader

Gn!reader, oneshot

Warning: smutty but i'll put a line where it starts

You were his loyal knight. He trusted you deeply. And you never disobeyed him or even hesitated about any of his request.

He loved you for your loyalty and how brave you were. There was just this one problem. He didn't just admire you for those quality's. He got lost in your eyes and the way you smiled at him rather often.

A smug smile always formed on his lips whenever you replied with a "Yes sir!"

And when your attention was on someone else, well it made him very upset. Especially if you looked happy talking to the person who wasn't him.

But he refused the idea of being in love. 'No there is just no way, i must be wrong' he told himself.

He found himself thinking about you at late nights. At first it was just him worrying. But soon he started to rewind memories. Memories about you talking to him, smiling at him, calling out to him.

'This is all their fault' he thought to himself. 'You're the reason i can't get any sleep' he complained.

Earlier in the afternoon he couldn't stop staring at you and when you pointed it out he said that you are falsely accusing him. Which you responded with a "Im sorry sir. It's just that you look tired, is everything alright?"

He stared at you unblinking for a second (which kind of spooked you out). "I just- had a problem with the fireplace, yes yes thats it" he said it strangely but not enough for you to suspect anything. Plus you didn't wanted to question the judge anymore.

"I see, well if there's anything i can help with, you know where to find me" you said it smilingly with a wink. You didn't mean anything by it, just wanted to seem nice but he almost choked on the air.

He didn't said anything, and after coming back to reality he quickly gave you a nod.

'He probably didn't get much sleep' you thinked.

"Well im off! Hope ur majesty sleeps well tonight." And with that you jumped on your horse and he watched you until you disappeared.

Back to the present he was still wide awake. He wished he could just finally sleep and get a good rest.

After moving around for a couple of more seconds he found himself in a comforting position. And soon after finally fall asleep.

_______________________________

In his dream, even there you couldn't leave his mind.

Plus you were laying so close to him. And your hands roamed around his body, complimenting him, asking him if it feels good.

"Oh Judge, you are the greatest" you said it seductively, stroking his ego (and his body)

He couldn't respond, only moans and whimpers came out of his mouth.

Your hands find their ways to his private area and he felt his heart skip a beat.

He was a blushing mess at this point.

Your voice, your hand, your beauty was making him go crazy. How could he not give in?

Your figure took his face in their hands and pulled him in for a kiss. When you pulled away he was trying to catch his breath. He never felt this good before. He never wanted to give in to lust, to sin. But here he is, letting you take control.

His hands moved to touch you but you grabbed them and pinned him down. Now on top of him.

"I saw the way you were staring at me, taking a like to me huh sir?"

He was not sure how long he can handle this for.

He didn't quite know what or how to but he wanted some sort of release from the pleasure.

You started kissing his neck and nibbling on it. He felt something rush trough him.

He woke up and sit up fast, still panting, his face all red.

He felt a strange feeling in his pants. Little did he know he just had a wet dream.

After that he felt very embarrassed but also interested. He couldn't look you in the eye that day. He just stared at you, turning away with a slight blush when you looked at him.

But now he knew, that no matter what. He has to make you his.

'They will be mine, even if it takes for me to act a sin. It's their fault anyways, they must knew what they were doing to me, with the way they talk,act, and smile my way' he told himself many times.

And the judge does not give up so easily. So it's all on you. Will you go the easy or the hard way?

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

#𝗗!𝗟𝗙 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥.

𓆩♡𓆪 hot dilfs in your area! no sign up, no bullshit, just hot dilfs ready to fuck! minors dni!!

feat. zhongli, jebrael, regis adri floyen, claude alger de obelia, yoo joonghyuk, młynar & lee.

cw. fem! reader, sub!reader, modern au!, established relationships, consensual somnophilia, marriage (zhongli & regis), slight degrading, dilfs, mentions of age difference, size kink/size difference, big cocks, cervix fucking, belly bulge, rough sex, kitchen sex, quickies, mating press, doggy style, breeding kink, pregnancy kink, cockwarming, blowjobs, deep throating, creampie, strength kink, sleepy sex, overstimulation, clit stimulation, squirting, pussy eating, fingering, biting, hickies, dry humping & office sex.

lati. bc i'm horny for dilfs and i just wanted to post something self-indulgent for once ajshbxa,,

#𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜。。。!

dilf!zhongli would always find ways to trap you against the kitchen counter when his two kids, xiao and ganyu, are too busy watching cartoons. he loves how you shift here and there against his bulge, flinching when it rubs against the curve of your ass and when you have to choke back a whimper when his hands begin to rub at your hips. you don't see the way his cheeks flush when you push back into him, or the way his pupils dilate when you just barely moan, the sound like heaven to his ears. but you have to be quiet, yeah? can't let his kids see you two getting heated in the kitchen.

seeing you pamper xiao and ganyu oh so lovingly makes zhongli fantasize about pushing your legs back to your shoulders and breeding you till your tummy is all heavy and swollen with his baby. he's always using a condom when he's pounding into your messy cunt, but there's always the burning temptation within the back of his mind to fuck your gummy walls raw. he finally gets his chance when the two of you are so lost in your lust-filled frenzy that you forget all about a condom. but you just beg zhongli to cum inside, too lost within your own arousal to even care about the possibility of pregnancy and craving the newfound warmth that spills into your belly. you make him cum just like that, and zhongli doesn't waste any more time in doing his best to knock you up.

dilf!zhongli who loves to kiss and suck on your puffy clit, fingers digging into the fat of your thighs. he's addicted to the taste of your slick arousal, drilling his tongue in and around your puffy folds like a starved man. each squeal and breathless moan of his name only further spurs him further until he has to pull away to breathe. streaks of your release is swiped with a finger, which his tongue swirls around fervently in desperation as he looks at you with such intensity that lulls you further into this sensual spell.

#𝗝𝗘𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗘𝗟。。。!

jebrael who's always having to finger your pussy bc he's just so big and thick and he's super worried abt hurting your pretty cunt. but even his fingers are thick, stretching out your tight little cunny nice and wide so you can take his fat dick without becoming a sobbing whiny mess. even if you plead and whine for him to stick it in already, he gently eases you into lying back down and insists that he properly stretch you out. he knows just how big and strong he is, and he doesn't want to accidentally hurt you and leaving your pussy achy n messy.

jebrael givin' you constant creampies inside your needy cunt over n over bc he just can't stop thinkin' about how pretty you'd look with your tummy all nice and swollen with his baby. he likes to watch the cute little bulge from his hung dick pop up and down your tummy bc he knows you can barely take his dick but still you do your absolute best to accommodate his length. a babbling crying mess beneath him, you take load after load of his creamy cum until his heavy balls are completely emptied. by then, he's sure that you'll surely become pregnant with his baby.

getting manhandled into positions that let you feel just how heavy n fat jebrael's cock really is bc you keep palming his crotch just out of jeht's view or purposefully bending over to expose those pretty panties that just barely hide your cunt. leg thrown over his big broad shoulder and fingers toying with your achy clit until you messily cream around him, but you're loving every second of it. you love it when he fucks you like a dumb little slut, pushing his fat dick deep inside your needy cunt and grinding up against all your sweet spots. and he knows it too, which is why he doesn't bother holding back as much as he used to before.

#𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗗𝗥𝗜 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗬𝗘𝗡。。。!

sweet sweet regis who always pampers and spoils you during each love-making session, lips trailing over every inch of your body that he can reach. he makes sure to kiss and suck each and every one of your sensitive spots, leaving your skin hot and tingling as he trails lower and lower. when he reaches your dripping cunt, say goodbye to whatever free time you have bc he's gonna be there for a while. calloused thumb rubbing circles against your swollen clit while his tongue flicks and scrapes inside your gooey walls, he'll make sure that you cum at least once before the two of you become one. but with how skilled he's gotten over time, it's a given that you'll probably end up squirting by the time your husband is satisfied.

regis who wakes up to sloppy blowjobs from his pretty little wife bc she was getting so desperately needy for his fat dick. taking his cock all the way down to the base makes your jaw ache and your lips burn, but you're just so desperate to have even the tiniest sliver of your dear husband's manhood inside you right now. your husband doesn't mind having this done to him, though he's always embarrassed about feeling your pretty lips wrap around something so obscenely dirty, no matter how many times you suck him off right before he has to get ready for work.

encouraging your husband to fuck you stupid and split you open on his fat dick until you're sobbing from the overstimulation. he's never done this sort of thing before, so by a few rounds in, he's effectively yet clumsily put you in a makeshift mating press that leaves you an achy n sobbing mess. each thrust grinds his cockhead up against your cervix, drawing obscene lewd moans from your kiss swollen lips as you clench up around the thick intrusion inside of you. you gush all over him multiple times, babbling his name stupidly until he spills his thick seed inside your needy cunt again n again.

#𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗗𝗘 𝗔𝗟𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗔���。。!

waking up to claude grinding up against you, arms holding you in place and his face buried in the crook of your neck. you can feel him lazily sucking on your neck, you can feel him stroking your skin in languid circles, but you don't feel him so much as making an attempt to even slide himself inside. so you have to be the one to free his dick from his boxers then push the thick head into your pussy. he doesn't even really move all that much, just sighs heavily and occasionally rolls his hips into the tight heat but he wants to relish the way your folds cling onto his dick n how you spasm and flutter around him.

claude likes decorating your pretty neck with hickies n bites that'll be visible for a few days at most when you're sitting on his lap, cock nice n snug in your fluttering walls. he loves how hot and bothered you get when he starts nipping n sucking on your collarbone, he loves how you spasm n tighten up around him bc it just feels so good with his lips so near your pulse. you just look so pretty with that dumb expression, eyes blurry n drool leaking from your lips as you whine for him to properly fuck you. he just gives you one of his signature smirks and continues sucking on your pretty neck.

despite already having two daughters, claude's always fuckin' you like he's trying to knock you up, stuffing your pussy with gooey n sticky loads of his cum until it's oozing out. even if you're sobbing n whining bc the overstimulation is beginning to hurt and you're becoming stupid from the pleasure, he doesn't relent, even pinching your swollen clit in between his slender fingers. a part of him wants to see your belly all nice n swollen bc of him, wants to feel that little bump underneath the tips of his fingers. it's one of the few times you'll ever see such a desperate and soft expression on his usual stony face, and it absolutely melts you.

#𝗬𝗢𝗢 𝗝𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗞。。。!

dilf!yoo joonghyuk who fucks you doggy style in your shared bed in the morning, big hands squeezing and pulling your hips all the back with each thrust. he sets a brutal fast pace, fat n heavy balls smacking against your slick folds as he grunts and groans heavily into your ear like some kind of beast. he makes you cream around his fat dick multiple times, calloused pad of his finger aggressively rubbing at your throbby clit until you're sobbing. since his kids will be waking up soon, he doesn't bother pulling out, preferring to stuff your pretty cunt full of his thick seed to how he sees fit. it's practically dripping out in thick sticky globs onto the sheets, which he'll scoop up and shove back in to your oversensitive cunny. he needs you to take all of him.

getting folded in half by dilf!yoo joonghyuk, knees pushed back to your shoulders as he fucks you into the mattress, chasing his own high and not caring how many times you cum around him. he's watching you every second, from the way you sob as you cream around him for the nth time and how a gooey ring of white encircles his cock every time he pounds down into you. he fucks you like you're his cumdump, pumping you full of his thick load again n again regardless of your whimpers that you're "too full." something in the back of his mind is itching to see you all stuffed full, thick globs dribbling out of your abused hole when he's finished.

dilf!yoo joonghyuk who gets a little too excited when you walk into the kitchen wearing one of his oversized shirts that swallow up your frame. he lifts you up by your thighs, your arms wrapped around his strong neck for support as he pummels into you onto the counter, lost in the feeling of your walls clamping and sucking onto him for dear life even after he's cum. when he hears the sounds of his kids thumping down the stairs, he's quick to pull his cock out from your tight walls and tuck it back into his baggy sweatpants, though the sudden emptiness leave you dazed n gasping with your pretty hole gaping bc he's just so big. he stuffs your twitching pussy full with his fingers, scooping up any cum about to escape your gaping hole and stuff it all back in. it's hard enough trying not to cream around his dick when he isn't moving, but the rough pads of his fingertips scraping against your gummy walls take every last bit of strength to not cum right there and then.

#𝗠Ł𝗬𝗡𝗔𝗥。。。!

dilf!młynar who practically rearranges your insides just to fit the entirety of his thick cock inside your sopping walls, even despite previous attempts to loosen you up. you're clinging onto him desperately, whining n sniveling so prettily as the tip rubs up against your cervix, toying with nerves that make your stomach feel weird. yet you keep whimpering for him to keep going, ignoring the fact that you look about ready to pass out and wanting more of his fat dick to pummel your tight walls. his dick is just that good; how could you possibly think of anything else but needing it inside of you right now?

suckin' off dilf!młynar when he buries his nose in the newspaper, brain utterly fried from dealing with the unimaginable stress from his job. peppering the thick head with soft kisses laving your tongue all over the sides then burying his thick length all the way down your throat. his deep n hoarse voice groans out your name, mumbling curses and sucking in breaths as you take more n more of his fat dick into your throat. he even starts ever so slightly bucking his hips up into the slick warmth, relishing in the feeling of all thoughts about work leaving his mind and the pleasure that you always do your best to provide for him. you make him cum just like that, and you eagerly swallow up all he has to give.

cockwarming dilf!młynar when you visit him in his overtime hours at the office, keeping his dick nice and warm in your gummy walls. suckin' in shaky breaths bc he's just so big and you swear you can feel the tip threatening to breach your womb every time you shift about on his lap. sometimes he just gets so stressed and annoyed from his workload that he starts snapping his hips up into the tight heat of your pussy, your slick staining his pants with wet squelches. don't even think about trying to run away, bc he's gonna have a hand on your tummy locking you down and taking his fat dick all the way to the hilt. when he cums inside, it'll stay plugged up inside your walls, at least until he finishes with his work and can properly fuck you like you deserve.

#𝗟𝗘𝗘。。。!

dilf!lee whose big hands traverse and grope you whenever you're riding him, reminding you just how much bigger he is. he may be an old man, as he says, but it's cute when fat tears stain your cheeks because he keeps twiddling your engorged clit. honestly he's such a big perv, always teasing you when you cream around his cock like he wasn't the one rolling your nipples between his calloused fingers and chuckling when your walls flutter around him.

dilf!lee who always makes a mess of your pussy when he cums inside, curved tip pressed right up against your cervix. but how can you blame him when you're always begging him to breed you full, to make your belly full with his cum. he's sure that it's just the pleasure getting to your head, but who is he to deny his sweetheart what she wants? though he's not sure that he can even knock you up in the first place, but hey, there's no harm in trying, right?

mornings where there is little paperwork and not many operations to be had are rare, but they're lee's favorite, nonetheless. he can spend the entire morning, maybe even the entire day if he's lucky, just sloppily fucking your pretty little cunny and filling you with his gooey release. it's as if he's trying to split you in half, big calloused hands rubbing at your tummy as he nuzzles into your neck. it'd be sweet if it weren't for when he bites the juncture of your neck a bit too hard.

© latimeriafellfromheaven

[braveclementine]

October 21- Breath Play (Sebastian Michaelis, Claude Faustus) ❤️

Warnings: 18+ readers only, breath play. . . and honestly that's really it. Some mentions of aftercare I suppose

Copyright: I do not own Sebastian Michaelis, Claude Faustus, or any other Black Butler characters. I also do not condone any copying of this.

"We won't hurt you." Claude promised, towering over you as Sebastian lounged on the bed behind you. You glanced over your shoulder to see that the other demon looked rather bored, his amber eyes meeting yours, the corner of his mouth lifting into the slightest of smirks. 

"I know." You murmured softly, unable to look Claude in the eye. "I know I just. . . the idea of not being able to breathe is scary. You guys don't need to breathe so what if you forget?" 

Claude took your chin between his fingers, making you stare into his golden eyes. "Y/N. Do you really think we would forget something as precious as that?" 

"No." You replied honestly. 

"Good." Sebastian purred in your ear, making you jump seven feet in the air, crashing into Claude as you hadn't heard the other demon approach at all. 

Claude shot Sebastian an annoyed look as he helped you steady yourself. "Really Sebastian? It's almost as though you want to prove yourself careless." 

"I'm sorry kitten." Sebastian smirked, lifting your hand to kiss the back of it in apologies. "We truly will keep you safe however." 

You let out a deep, shaky breath. "Okay." 

Sebastians' eyes glimmered, "Excellent." 

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You were kneeling on the bed, wearing black lingerie. Black had never been your favorite colour- you had thought it made you look rather pale and unflattering- but Sebastian and Claude loved seeing it on you. They made you feel beautiful, not the clothing that you wore for a few minutes before they tore it to shreds. 

You took a deep breath, something you were doing every twenty seconds. Despite their reassurances and despite you knowing that they would never hurt you, especially with something as simple as breath play- you had done far more complex and dangerous kinks- you were still a little nervous. 

Your worry that they would forget you needed to breathe was at the top of your list. An entity that didn't need to breathe, caught up in the moment, might perhaps forget that the one they were with did need air.  

But, Claude was right. They were demons and they were not negligent in anything they did. You were safe. 

Footsteps behind you alerted you that at least Claude was in the room. He had always attempted to act more human with you, or at least not scare you as badly as Sebastian did. Sebastian seemed to live simply to make sure you jumped at his every move. 

Claude had taken his gloves off, showing you the tattoo on the back of his hands as he ran his hands across your body, before ripping the bra away, massaging your breasts immediately. He sucked and bit gently at your neck and you relaxed into him, moaning. 

"Eyes open." Sebastian whispered, breath fanning across your face. Your body tensed, flinching a little into Claude who let out an annoyed noise, pulling away from your neck. 

You opened your eyes to find the slightly younger demon smirking, hovering in front of you. He was completely naked, showing you a lithe, thin, fit figure. His amber eyes hypnotized you and you shook your head at him slightly. 

"One of these days you're really going to give me a heart attack, you know that master?" You asked, sinking back into Claude. 

"And then," Sebastian whispered, starting at your throat with his tongue, before slowly working his way down your body. "I'll consume your soul and make you my slave forever." 

You whimpered as he reached your naval, which was somewhat ticklish. Claude made another annoyed noise. He loved you being human and hated when Sebastian talked about such things as consuming your soul or your death. 

The relationship between the three of you was complicated. You liked both of them- loved them even though you'd never say so to their faces (Demons did not grasp the concept of love). And they were both fond of you. They couldn't stand each other though, only tolerating each others' presence because of you. 

Sebastian ran his tongue back up your stomach, before latching onto your breast. Claude's hands gently caressed your shoulders, his lips against your back. Slowly, he slid one hand up to cup your throat. 

You let out a shaky breath, waiting for him to apply pressure. But Claude simply kept his hand there, teasingly, while Sebastian continued to lick and suck your breasts. It wasn't until Sebastian moved lower, laying his tongue flat against your cunt, that Claude squeezed, not hard yet, but lightly. 

"We're taking this slow." Claude murmured softly as Sebastian sucked your clit into his mouth, teeth scraping over the sensitive nub. "I want you to be comfortable first." 

You didn't know if Sebastian was going to stick with that, but you trusted Claude on his word at the very least. 

Sebastian looked up at you, his hands tight on your thighs. You could see his tongue as it came out, slowly licking you, teasing you. You let out another nervous breath. 

Claude squeezed your throat now, fingers coming up, pinching your nose lightly and just like that, you couldn't breathe. It was a strange, almost panicky feeling. You wanted to immediately react, throw his hand off your nose, tap out and use your safe word. But you kept yourself from doing so and thought of the fuzzy feeling that you were having. 

You suddenly felt as though the feelings of Sebastian licking you up were heightened. Your cunt was immediately flooding with liquids and you came hard on Sebastian's' tongue, though you previously hadn't been as close. 

Claude released your mouth and nose, causing you to gasp dramatically for breath. Claude kept a tight hold on you as you struggled on your knees, still trying to come to terms with it. 

"Do you want to keep going?" Claude demanded fiercely. He was very protective of you and this kink had not been his idea, but Sebastians'. 

"Yes." You breathed out, gaining control of your breathing now. "It. . ." You were trying to figure out how to explain it and you couldn't, so you just said 'yes' again and left it at that. Claude surveyed you for another moment and then nodded. 

Sebastian pulled you away from Claude, sprawling you out on your back on the bed. He lifted your hips, thrusting into you, making you moan. Sebastian's hand covered your nose and mouth, pressing down hard so that you couldn't breathe. Claude hovered nearby so that he could watch you and Sebastian. 

It was such an overwhelming, light-headed feeling. He was fucking you harshly while you couldn't breathe. You couldn't even explain the feeling of your lungs fighting for air that you weren't and couldn't receive, while simultaneously feeling like your body was on fire in pleasure. 

Your body jerked, needing air, but Sebastian only pressed tighter against your mouth and nose. Claude's eyes were flicking between the two of before Sebastian demanded "cum" and you came without even realizing that you were on the brink of release. His hand moved away immediately, air swooping down your lungs in huge gulps. The mixed relief in your lungs with the overwhelming pleasure your body was riding on seemed to lengthen your orgasm. 

Claude had pulled you into his arms once more, this time so you were straddling him, sinking down on his cock. He pinched your nose first as you started to ride him, moving yourself up and down in rhythm to breathing through your mouth. 

This was slightly more uncomfortable, since your breathing sounded heavy in your ears. Claude released your nose, letting you breath fully again, using his demon speed so that you were suddenly under him, legs pushed back so your knees were against your breasts. 

"Oh~" You cried out, moaning a little, before Sebastian pinched your nose and covered your mouth again. Claude's hand tightened around your throat as he pistoned into you. This time, you barely even noticed you were unable to breathe, instead completely pliable between them as the pleasure overwhelmed you. 

It took about twenty-five seconds before your lungs were screaming again, but this time you didn't pay any attention to it, white spots dancing in front of your eyes. Hands were off of you as you careened over the edge, lungs filled with air once more. 

You realized you were fighting to stay conscious and slumped forwards into Claude's arms, finally noticing that he had pulled you into his arms, body still sunk down on his cock. 

"There we go pet." Claude whispered softly, tapping your cheek lightly with a glass of water. The condensation trickling down your cheek to the corner of your lip. He tipped the glass at your mouth, which you sucked up greedily, draining the glass in ten seconds. "Hi." He whispered as you looked at him again. 

You smiled a little and then became a little surprised, noticing the time on the wall. "Wow, I didn't realize so much time passed." You murmured, "It felt like everything happened within five minutes." 

Claude nodded, stroking your cheek. "I'm just glad you didn't black out at all. I'm not sure I can do the play again. It. . ." He hesitated, looking for the right word, but then softly admitted, "scared me I suppose is the best fitting word. If you want to do it with Sebastian, I'll monitor, but I don't think I can cause you harm like that, regardless." 

"That's okay." You said, kissing his cheek, before snuggling into his shoulder. "You don't have to do anything you don't want. But thank you for doing it tonight." 

He gently stood up, letting his cock fall out of you, before dashing to the bathroom where a tub of heated water sat. "Go ahead and fall asleep kitten." Claude whispered softly. "I've got you." 

You rested your head against the cool tiled wall behind you and did just that.

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