#charles henri sanson x reader

[etheries1015]

As long as you don't mind, maybe Theo, Arthur, Charles and Shakespeare comforting a fem! S/O going through a emotional flashback?(where you feel the old emotions, but it doesn't feel like you're there there; I know for me I get really dissociated during/after and stim nonstop while blasting music to help ground). Only if you're up for it of course and it's something you'd feel comfy writing ❤️ Thank you so much lovely!

Oh my gosh slay my first ikevamp request thank you this is such a good idea!! I hope you don't mind I implemented a scenario I feel would be a relatable emotional experience: somebody brings up your family, friends, or past loved ones, and you can't help but think back at your life before and begin to spiral and question your choices.

Ikemen Vampire x reader - How they comfort you

Featuring: Theo, Arthur, Shakespeare, Charles

TW: Descriptions of disassociation and (very mild) panic attacks.

General warnings: Fem pronouns, not too in-depth but I hope it's still okay!

Theo:

Theo I would say is not particularly the best at comforting, and does it in more of a round about way. However he can't help but need to do something....you're far too distracted while on the job. He had you come along with a few business deals with artists and nobles, and one specific thing a noble had said to you made you begin to think.

"Ah! Theo, and the lovely lady (y/n)! I've heard you have been established as a couple now, correct? Great for you! I'm sure your family must be happy you're with someone as stand up as good old theodorus here, huh?" One of the artists you had the pleasure of meeting blurted out. He hadnt meant anything by it and you knew this, however this was the start of you spiraling. The remaining amount of time you spent out and about with theo involved your eyes wandering to the ground, barely blinking while he led you by holding your hand. Your strides were slow and sluggish, and you had barely spoken a word ever since that incident. Finally you returned back to the mansion after he had finally called it a day, theo practically dragging you to his bedroom.

"What's going on with you hondje?" His eyebrows furrowed, "you've been weird ever since-" he stopped short of his sentence when he noticed tears filling your eyes which were colorless, your body slumping on the bed while you tried to distract yourself from the tears by picking at your nails. You simply shook your head, the words unable to form into coherent sentences thus silence was the best option for you. Theo didnt hesitate to wrap his strong arms around you and immediately begin to rub circles on your back, not pushing you any further to share what was going on.

He was content in the silence with you, he was a patient enough man to allow you to return to yourself in your own terms. Although he was gruff and often seen as outwardly brash and rough, however he knows when to hold back his often difficult attitude. Thus the next hour was him simply holding you in his arms, your light sobs soon evening out as you drifted into a slumber within his strong grasp. After laying you gently upon the bed, Theo made sure to take the following day off, for he knew he must dedicate that time to you.

Arthur:

You had began to make preparations for your wedding with Arthur, one of those things of course being a wedding dress. There were so many to choose from, and on top of being stressed about the whole ordeal and your anxiety creeping in, one of the tailors who were measuring you had nonchalantly said, "Oh dear, your parents must be ecstatic! Now tell me, where are they now? Shouldn't your mother at least be here for you while finding a dress for her precious daughters wedding?" You hesitated before gently responding to her that your mother lived abroad and you communicated by letter, and the woman quickly dropped the topic with a quick apology. The room suddenly felt thick and heavy, your chest tightened as you forced the tears that brimmed your eyes back. It wasn't until you stepped into the mansion after your dress endeavors, quickly rushing past any of the residents without so much as a "Hello." Its not as if you really noticed anyone anyways, your peripheral vision blurred and you felt numb. Any voices you heard drowened out, your mind wandering elsewhere. You wanted to be alone, you wanted to burry your face into your knees and try to cry, to forget the world exists, and fade away. you didnt feel real right now, you didnt feel like...you.

"Love!" You heard a familiar voice break you out or your trance, and panic began to set in.

Oh no.

You began to walk faster, 'don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry,' you kept telling yourself, 'If I see him, I will definitely cry.' And just as you had suspected, Arthur quickly caught up to you and grabbed your arm gently, a look of concern in his deep blue eyes. Your walls had cracked and the floodgates poured. He immediately pulled you into a tight embrace, swaying with you in his arms from side to side as you sobbed into his chest. Before long he was pulling you into his bedroom, instructing you to lay on his bed. He covered you gently with blankets and had gotten you water (and himself some coffee, of course.) He tried to get you to tell him what was wrong but knows better than to force you to talk. So, instead, he will lie down next to you caressing your hair. Your breathing began to even out, the repeated feeling of his gentle touch had calmed you down. You then spend the next few hours talking out your issues while Arthur peppered your face and jawline with kisses and continued to give you as much support as he possibly could.

Shakespeare:

"Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a Capulet!"

The familiar line rang in your ears as the play went on, yet another rendition of your boyfriends ever so popular "Romeo and Juliet." However, this time, the words drowned out and you found yourself staring blankly at the stage. You could see blurred lines moving around in act, and words that were being called out as the play continued forward. Yet you were not listening to any of it. Memories of the past had bubbled up into your mind instead, memories of reading Romeo and Juliet for the first time, perhaps studying Shakespeare with your classmates in school, plays that would take place in your world, and faces of people you were once familar with playing those roles. You began to feel numb, devoid of emotions, living in the past without noticing Shakespeare had lay his hand upon your own in obvious concern.

"(Y/n)," he whispered into your ear, "what ails you, my love? Be not afraid to confide in me, let free that in which plagues thy mind," he coaxed. You let out a trembling sigh and simply shook your head in an indication that you had no intention to explain it right now, it wasn't the time or place, nor were you in the right headspace. He let out a slight sigh and rubbed his thumb loving over your knuckles whilst resuming his gaze on the stage, your mind wandering off once again in those memories now turned sour.

Once you had returned home to the villa, Shakespeare attempting to speak to you in the carriage left him feeling uneasy. You seemed far off, looking out of the window while responding in small one-word increments that left him mildly frustrated. Finally unable to contain the annoyance of being brushed off and failing to get you to speak to him, he had decided to grab your wrists and pin you to the bed, his eyes staring into your own with a hint of annoyance along with the overwhelming concern in his furrowed brows. he was about to demand you tell him what was possibly going on, however sudden movement caused you to finally break down, the tears that had been building up poured over and you began to sob. Any sign of annoyance was quickly replaced by pure panic and love, he removed his hands from your wrists immediately and pressed you into his chest. While smoothing your hair down he spoke poems into your ears, trying his best to distract you from whatever was bothering you. An hour went by and he had recited many of the lines from his plays, not even noticing you had ended up falling asleep within his arms... When you awoke you would find yourself comfortably tucked into bed, a cup of tea and little desserts awaiting you with your lover sitting and reading over a script. He wasn't particularly a patient one...however for you, he was willing to do anything to make it all better.

Charles:

You weren't into it this time, the kisses he places along your jawline and hands lovingly caressing your sides didn't leave you shivering in pleasure per usual. You were staring up at the ceiling, eyes void and staring out into space, laying still while your boyfriend halted his sensual advances. He furrowed his eyebrows in concern and lifted his head to reach your gaze as he hovered over you.

"(Y/n)?" Charles asked with a tremble in his voice, "are you...okay? Am I not doing a good job? I'm sorry I-" you interrupted him with a sigh and a shaking hand pressing up against his chest, pushing him gently enough for him to understand to remove himself from on top of you. You sat up with your shoulders slumped over and your hair obscuring your peripheral vision and staring down at your hands.

"I just..." You choked out, "just...remembering some stuff," you said, "don't wanna talk about it..." Your voice was barely above a whisper, yet the lack of animation in your movements and tone had strongly caused Charles to worry. He planted a kiss on the top of your head before removing himself from the bed, putting his shirt back on and buttoning it up.

"Well...then you just rest for now, and I will be back with some food! Food always makes things better," He said with attempted enthusiasm. You had not replied. With a sad smile, Charles kissed your forehead once more before leaving you to your own devices, understanding that you may need some space in order to collect your thoughts and feelings. When he had returned, you had covered yourself with blankets. He tried to resist the urge to set down anything and everything and bombard you with a tight squeeze, instead, he gently lay the food upon the tablet in the room, taking a seat next to you as your light sobs were not gone unnoticed by his ears. Charles removed the blanket from the top of your head, cooing in your ear, "I have food here for you, and tea made fresh by yours truly...would you try it, please?" He asked, puppy eyes to try and lure you out. You simply shook your head. With a defeated sigh Charles resorted to humming a tune and drawing circles on your back, he felt your trembling begin to come to a halt and your breathing evening out.

He knew when you were ready and able to confide in him, he was going to smother you with as much of his love as he possibly could. Perhaps together you could learn to forget both of your worries of the past for a little while...

Bonus: Imagine Mozart just playing piano for you. you're crying softly but he doesn't mind, he just continues to play until it eventually lulls you into a gentle sleep. He isn't good at comforting, but his music can convey how he feels about you.

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: a handful of insecurities the ikemen guys would adore.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: happy holidays everyone!! i hope this makes at least one person feel loved by their fav <3 just know that this isnt a decisive list and that no matter your insecurity your favorite suitor would adore you to bits.

you might think that they're silly for adoring your stomach so much, worshiping any extra fat or polished muscle you possess. they revel in your softness, burying their face into your midsection whenever they get the chance, kissing the skin there when they wake up and resting a hand over your belly button when you two go to sleep. if you’re ticklish there, watch out, because they take great joy in poking and prodding you just to hear you giggle.

arthur, dazai, will, charles, luke, silvio, edgar, kyle, seth, loki, masamune, mitsunari, motonari.

they don't understand what’s so embarrassing about your body hair. to them, it adds a sort of human softness to your legs as they run their hands down your calves, feeling the slight prickle of where each strand begins and ends. they think it’s beautiful, smiling so softly as they cup your knee, rubbing their thumbs across your skin. they do the same to your arms, cherishing every inch of your body,  just to remind you that even if you don’t like your body hair, they do because it's you.

leonardo, vincent, faust, clavis, zero, sirius, fenrir, mitsuhide, shingen.

your nose is often where their kisses land, sprinkling the bridge of it with their love and affection. they caress your face so tenderly as they bump their nose against yours, and you can feel the smile on their lips when they lean in to kiss you again. no matter what shape or what size, they will never stop thinking that your nose suits you just perfectly.

isaac, jean, leon, yves, sariel, keith, jonah, luka, dean, oliver, hideyoshi, keiji.

they think your acne and your scars are beautiful, even if you hate the way they look on your body. they insist it could never take away from your beauty, that you will always and forever be radiant, even with the red marks and the dull, faded scars. they’ll help you take care of them so you aren’t hurt, but they will never let you believe that you’re ugly. that word should not be associated with you, not when you have constellations speckled across your face and scars that are on their precious love and their precious love alone.

napoleon, sebastian, licht, nokto, alter keith, ray, dalim, mousse, yukimura, kanetsugu, kicho.

...and along with acne, they know you could never look prettier, especially not without your cellulite or stretch marks or anything in between. they trace the folds and warps in your skin with reverence because you are their love, their light, and their darling, and for as long as they live they want nothing more than to be able to hold you. because you are a human being who is worthy of love, if not for your humanity then because of your humanity.

mozart, theo, comte, vlad, jin, chevalier, rio, gilbert, lancelot, harr, blanc, nobunaga, ieyasu, ranmaru, kenshin, sasuke, yoshimoto, kennyo.

[omkookie]

Guess who hasn't read Charles' route yet...😂 (Oops)

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, talks of baby trapping, isolation... all thattt. 15+

As nice and kind he is, he's still crazy on the inside. Because of his lack of care, he doesn't behave normally. His obsessive traits quickly become evident and as easy to spot as black ink spilled upon a white sheet of paper.

Charles is hard to read, mainly because only god knows what goes on through his head. One moment, he's all smiles and everything is normal, the other he's getting mad over a stranger who looked at you for "far too long" according to him. (It was 3 seconds at most but oh welp.)

You see, he loves his darling so much.

She's so precious to him, and he wants to give her everything that she deserves along with so much more. But he has to get violent at times, especially when his beloved darling tries to escape. He doesn't like to hurt her, but due to the circumstances it's sometimes necessary. He has to teach her to not run away, and to remain by his side forever. Alas, he will forcefully suck her blood and leave her covered in bites.

In nis delusional eyes they're meant for each other. She's so beautiful, her sweet and pure smile along with her precious and caring hands. He wants to marry her and he wants to build a future with her where they start a family.

If she has kids with him, she surely won't try to leave, right? What cruel mother would take her kids away from their father.... Everyone knows how important a father figure is to the children and household. She couldn't possibly be some cruel monster that takes her kids away from their father now, could she?

of course she can't.

Charles has so many ideas with which he can trap his darling, he's honestly clueless at what to do and which to use first.

Should he go ahead and get her pregnant? She probably wouldn't be too happy about that, considering she didn't even want to look at him right now. She's locked herself in her room in hopes of avoiding him as much as she can, so she's currently in her rebellious state. It would be so cute to have little lookalikes of her running around the house though! having kids would literally prevent her from leaving him, so that might be his best option right now. It's also the one that brings him the most delight.

Something else that he might do is just keep her isolated from others. it will make her depend solely on him, both emotionally and physically. He's curious about how much her psyche might crumble. How much could she take before it became too much? When will she finally break and start loving him back?

His twisted perception of love might be due to his past and the people he's interacted with all these years while he was alive. His twisted feelings might have spiraled from a place of confusion, because his love itself is pure... it's just overshadowed and cast aside by the unrelenting possessiveness and longing for his darling that's achingly sweet like a pink venom.

Maybe his love isn't so pure after all? could love really get corrupted by any other feelings besides hatred? guess we'll just have to wait to find out and see how far he goes.

[fandom-go-round]

can you do archer servant mc with charles-henri sanson? A quiet type one or maybe one of "robin hood" with similar personality with bit difference

It takes Sanson a while to notice you; you enjoy blending in and he’s usually so caught in Marie’s charisma it’s hard to focus on anyone else. He can’t deny his interest, however; you’re so similar and yet so different than the current Robin Hood. It helps him to notice you more and want to learn about you.

He finds you charming, even if you’ve never spoken a word to him. Charles likes that you help people, that you try to mend things without taking credit. It makes some of the others paranoid but he thinks it’s sweet. You care and don’t like to talk about it; he’s a more straight-forward person but it’s easy to see how much you believe in what you’re doing.

You notice Sanson paying more attention to you but write it off as him being protective. He’s always on the lookout for threats to Marie and technically you are an outlaw. Nothing prepares you for his approach during one of the events, asking for your help in repairing the Singularity. You try your best to keep a straight face but it’s easy to tell you’re shocked.

Sanson is the one to start courting you, presenting you with flowers and gifts. They’re not always as romantic or straight forward as he thinks but you love them anyway. His flowers wilt quickly and knives may only be pleasant to some people but it shows that he cares about you. The best gift you can give him is when you pull your hood back and show him your smile; he falls in love with you all over again.

[candied-boys]

Catboy Charles x F! Reader - Part 6

Tags: fluffy fluff, Charles likes his kibble still but not his clothes

Part 5

You did try to hide the kibble while he was napping. You really did. But it would seem his scent perception is just as good as a human as it was as a cat, and he easily finds the sealed bag under the kitchen sink behind the garbage pail while you're busying yourself hanging up the wet laundry.

“Are you hungry?” you ask when you return to the kitchen to put in another load only to find him sitting cross-legged on the hardwood, munching on handfuls of the stuff with a giddy smile like it's a bag of popcorn and not pet food.

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“A little,” he answers meekly after the plastic crinkles loudly as he clutches it to his chest like you're going to rip it out of his hands.

You suppose he isn't used to asking for food since you always just left a bowl out for him to graze on throughout the day. Now you're going to have to feed him yourself, but the problem is what. He didn't like much of what you gave him at lunch, and beyond those fishy tubes snacks you don't know what he genuinely likes.

Kneeling down next to him you ruffle his hair, then reach into the bag to try one for yourself. Maybe it'll give you a clue as to why he's so fond of it.

It's not helpful. It literally just tastes like salt and dry cornmeal with a hint of mystery meat. You don't buy the cheapest, but you really can't afford the top grade food that's only sold at the vet's.

Sitting down and leaning into the cupboards with him, you pull out your phone and start looking up what cat food is made of, what cats eat on a natural diet, what they like and what they don't like. Unsurprisingly, the answer is mostly meat. Much to your disbelief, however, apparently cats can't taste sweetness. Entirely derailed by curiosity, you pull out a bag of candy you keep hidden in the back of the pantry and unwrap one each.

“Try this Charles and tell me if you like it!”

He takes it willingly and pops it in his mouth, but just shrugs after chewing.

When you ask what he tastes his answer is simple.

“Kind of like my food I was just eating?” With which he takes another handful of kibble and begins munching again.

You try again with a few grapes, but he's even less impressed. He doesn't mind the crackers, but he isn't fond of nuts. You already know he likes dairy and won't eat salad. Debating what vegetables might be palatable, you end up thinking about what pairs well with meat and stumble upon steak and fries, which are salty and bland like his kibble. Not as crunchy, but maybe he'd like it.

“I'm going to run out and pick up some dinner for us. Could you wait to eat more until I get back? If you don't like what I bring, you can keep eating your kibble,” you offer tentatively.

Charles nods and reluctantly hands you the bag, round eyes looking up into yours as he asks sheepishly, “Will I have to use a fork again?”

“Maybe, but you'll be okay, Minou,” you tell him truthfully and kiss his cheek.

At the same brasserie where you first met your little kitten, you order steak frites and also decide a hamburger might be a good backup too. While they prepare the order, you visit the corner store to hunt for anything else he might like - jerky, crisps, yogurt, dehydrated vegetables, and so on until your arms are full.

When you get home you nearly trip over Charles, who is lounging in the entranceway. You forgot your cat always waits for you by the door. You remind yourself you're going to have to talk to him about that, and many, many other things at some point.

But first, food.

Dinner passes with more ease than lunch. He likes the steak better, but ends up eating both the slices of meat and the fries with his fingers after watching you dip your potatoes in ketchup without touching a fork.

Exhaustion settles in sooner than most nights, and you find yourself washing up and showing him how to brush his teeth by nine o'clock. It turns out that, just like his tongue, his teeth are more catlike than human too. Though when you count them you find out he has thirty, which is more than you after getting your wisdom teeth removed.

With a few too many questions swirling in your head, you tell Charles through a yawn that you'll sleep on the sofa today.

“Okay me too,” he smiles contentedly.

“No, I meant you sleep in the bed and I'll sleep on the sofa, Charles,” you correct yourself.

“Why? We always sleep together…” Those round eyes and floppy tail are all too familiar.

“Yes, but you were smaller.”

Disappointment tugging his ears down now too, he protests, “There's enough room for two on the bed. You sleep with other guys on the bed.”

It's true. You sleep with total strangers from time to time, but that's precisely because you don't live together and have to face them the next day that you can. But trying to explain the complexities of maintaining a platonic relationship with the opposite sex while sleeping together in the same bed sounds like a horrible idea right now.

“You're not going to let me sleep alone, are you?”

“No. I want to sleep with you like always. I hate being alone…”

Relenting, you abandon the sofa in favour of the bed, eagerly crawling beneath the covers to embrace slumber.

“Why are you wearing clothes to bed? You never wear clothes…” you hear Charles ask as you pull up the blanket.

“Because you're here…” you mumble.

“I've always been here…”

“Yes…” Words are starting to fail you. “But anyway, this is more comfortable today.”

“Okay. Can I take mine off now? They're really uncomfortable…” he asks softly, clearly worried you'll say no.

Hardly awake, you don't even know what the question was by the time you answer, “Mhm, whatever you want, Charles.”

Part 7

[lumierexfics]

Chat Log Name : All that spinning ‘round and everything you loved!

Chat Log Description : Headcanons and small fic about not forgetting Louis!

Online users : Charles-Henri Sanson, Reader, Louis

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🐿 Louis comes in at the most unexpected moments and will join on dates.

🐿 Charles has the finest cage for Louis and extravagant meals for him and basically treats him like his child.

🐿 Charles unknowingly gets jealous of Louis for taking your attention off of him but he understands it well since he also cares for Louis.

🐿 Charles loves when you have back up snacks for Louis when he forgets to bring them during your date or strolls around town.

You sat on the wooden table in the greenhouse while staring up at the cracked ceiling from the greenery etching itself walls. Feeling small paws crawling up your arm and looking down to see that it was Louis.

“Hello, Lou.” You smiled down at the white flying squirrel. “Would you like an acorn?”

Louis seemed to understand your words as you pulled out acorns from your pocket and he stopped to sit on your shoulder. He seemed to nibble on the acorn and after he finished.

You seemingly didn’t acknowledge Charles till you looked up to see him standing there. His face molded in betrayal, staring at Louis.

“Chérie / Chéri?” He asked, utterly shock. “Louis, again?”

[candied-boys]

AHHHHHHHHHHHH

Literally I just got home from a friend's wedding where I spent the entire day yesterday helping to prep the venue and organize everything!!!!

THIS IS SO CUTE!!!! I WANT TO KISS HIS LITTLE NOSE AND RUFFLE HIS SAD KITTEN HAIRRR

WHERE IS THE PICTURE OF HIM FEEDING US CAKE?! FOUND IT!!!

When you announced your engagement, Vlad and Comte started arguing about who would give you away.

Canon accurate. You know these ex's would bicker endlessly.

ALSO ALSO ALSO

Look at him!!!! He'd be so soft when you have to leave him to try on dresses🥹🥹🥹

6 more days~

Prompt: Wedding Planning (fluff)

You have been planning this for months now. You finally have the colors picked out, the theme, the food you're going to have. Everything needs to be perfect.

Faust keeps saying to just have your wedding at the church but you don't want that. Nor do you want Faust to marry the two of you. Plus you think Charles would rather have him as his best man.

When you announced your engagement, Vlad and Comte started arguing about who would give you away.

All of the guys at the mansion are trying to help you with planning, either it's making the food, or making the cake. You don't want them to be a part of the wedding, you just want them to enjoy and not stress about it, which would be easier if you weren't so stressed.

You and Charles picked the date a few months back, and you only have a few months to get everything together, which is why you both are going to go test cake today.

You walk through town holding hands, walking to one of your favorite bakeries. Charles talked to them a few days ago asking if they would do your wedding cake and they said they would make a few samples for you two to try.

"What kind of cake were you thinking of having?"

"Whatever kind you like," he smiles

You playfully give him a push. "Noo. Really. Did you want a normal cake or something flavored. I don't want you to say you like it just because I do."

He gives it a thought. "I don't want chocolate. It's very dry to me."

You nod and think. "I don't want pistachio."

"Pistachio? Like the nut? I wouldn't want that either," he makes a sour face, making you laugh.

"Having a bunch of flowers on it would be so pretty, don't you think?" You were thinking about having a bunch of flowers made of icing all over the cake, all in the colors you two chose.

"Flowers? How would- oh! You mean made of icing."

"Yes, silly," you kiss his cheek and in a few minutes you are at the bakery.

The owner brings out a tray of small sample sizes of cake along with different kinds of icings and fillings.

Charles picks up a fork and goes to try one of the pieces while you do the same, but he redirects his hand and the fork goes into your mouth.

You were surprised but ate it anyway, and fed him with your fork.

After trying them all you move to the fillings and the icings.

"What if we do a lemon cake with a raspberry filling," Charles offers.

You both really liked the idea of fruit filling between a buttercream.

"I don't know about lemon. I liked the red velvet but I don't want a cream cheese icing," you pout and lick the rest of the icing off your fork. "What if everyone else doesn't like lemon?"

Charles chuckles, he had a feeling that's why you didn't want to go with it. "But it's our cake. That just means there's more for us."

He uses his thumb to wipe a crumb off the side of your mouth.

You look back at what your options were. No chocolate. Vanilla is too plain. You don't want raspberry or strawberry since your filling is already raspberry.

"Lemon it is!" You face lights up, excited to already get the cake you have imagined in your head.

You talk with the baker explaining what you want it to look like. This is definitely a lot of cake for the small guest list that you have, but it's going to look so beautiful.

After being in there for an hour you two finally leave.

"Where to now mon amour?"

"I don't know about you, but I get to go try on dresses," you smile. You know Comte is willing to spend any amount of money for your wedding dress.

He gives you his puppy dog pout. "Does that mean I can't come?"

"You don't get to see it until our wedding day," you poke his nose and smile. "Why don't we meet up later for dinner. I'll meet you at the park in a few hours?"

"If I must go a few hours without your beautiful face then I guess I must," he kisses your lips. "Whatever you pick I'm sure it will be beautiful."

You kiss him back. "I love you," you finally let go of.his hands and start walking.

"I love you more~"

"I love you the most," you giggle and rush off to the bridal shop.

[worldsofarchive]

Show Me "Love" - Teaser

This Teaser Contains:

Pairing: Gn!Reader x Charles-Henri Sanson

Warnings: Red Light District, One Night Stand, Mention Of Alcohol And Smoking, Hinting At Addiction To Sex, Almost No Consent Checks, Bitting, Blood, Alcohol Intoxication

Key Notes: Reader is going through a tough time which is not specified, contains spoilers from Charles' route

Rating: 18+ / Those younger or unstated will be banned from the library!

You stumble once more; your hand catches you on the nearest wall. Tears are slowly rolling down your face, and once again you're in the red light district. Everything reeks of alcohol, smoke so thick it coats the wall in its grime.

Some don't even bother going inside and go at it in the streets. Finding a corner that has no broken glass, piss, or mouldy wood boxes. Bottle in hand that was long emptied was like your life line.

At some point in your walk around the district, you stopped and sat beside a wall. Your stomach so painfully empty, a void in your chest, your heart hurting so much that it spread through your whole body to even begin to handle it.

Then someone approaches your sad form; once you look up, you see beautiful mauve hair and piercing sea foam eyes. He looked down at you with... love? He crouched down to your level and, in a sickly sing-song voice, said. "Do you need love?"

You did, you really did. It was all so fuzzy. As you sat on the bed, he asked a few questions about you, and you asked about him. Then he gently pushed you down on the bed; you were so fucking desperate.

The void eating at you in your stomach was too much; you crashed your lips with his and cupped his face. You needed this so badly; even if you never see him again, you need this illusion of love to fool your heart and stomach.

[aquagirl1978]

Hello Aqua, I would like to request from Vamp Charles-Henri and #27 (69)

I know I said I would start the holiday fics in December, but...it's December already, somewhere. Right? Thank you for waiting so patiently for this!

A Joyful Wish - Charles-Henri Sanson x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)

A/N: Part of the 'Tis the Season for Love Content Creation Challenge hosted by @xxsycamore and @voltage-vixen

Pairing: Charles-Henri Sanson x Reader

Prompt: smut prompt list - "Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list" and Bodies roasting by the open fire

Tags: NSFW; Minors - DNI; sixty-nine (position)

You moaned as he lavished you with attention, your mouth filled with his cock preventing you from screaming his name; his hands spread your thighs as his tongue probed your core. 

How did you end up here, half-naked by the fire you wondered, as your body writhed against his, your mind recalling earlier events.

*****

It started out as a quiet evening. You were lounging on the floor of the great room, cozy by the fire, while Charles rested his fluffy head on your lap as you fed him strawberries. 

“Did you steal these from Vlad?” you asked, holding a berry to his lips.

“And what if I did?” Charles sat up; his seafoam green eyes, twinkling under the moonlight, held your gaze as he plucked the red berry from your hand. He traced the outline of your pink lips with the plump berry before offering it to you for a bite. “Would you hate me?” he asked, his eyes searching yours, his voice barely a whisper.

“Never,” you replied breathlessly as his lips crushed yours in a bruising kiss. Charles tangled his fingers in your hair, pulling you closer into his kiss, his tongue probing your parted lips.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” His breath is hot against your skin as he breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper his words to you. Without waiting for your reply, he continued. “Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”

Removing his mouth from yours, he leaned over and whispered in your ear his final wish, your eyes widening, your cheeks turning bright pink. “Charles…” you gasped. “What about Vlad and Faust?”

Charles smiled as he stole another strawberry and popped it in his mouth. “Faust is in his lab working on another experiment, he won’t be back here for hours. And Vlad is off doing…Vlad things.” He shrugged and looked at you with his puppy-dog eyes, hoping you would entertain his wish. 

Nodding slowly, somewhat in disbelief that you were agreeing to this, you smiled seductively at your lover. “Tell me what to do.”

*****

“Lie down next to me.” He cradled your head as he gently pushed on your chest, pressing your body against the floor. He settled next to you, his head dangerously close to your navel.

He rolled on his side and began to hike your skirt up, the heat from the fire warm against your bare skin. You shuddered as he tugged on your panties, his fingers teasing your slit. He pressed his hips closer to your face, a clear invitation for you to explore.

His fingers slipped inside your core; you took it upon yourself to undo his pants. After freeing his erection, you were rewarded with his stiff cock, warm in your hands.  Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath, your fingers gently wrapping around his cock, savoring the feel of his skin against yours.

You brought his tip to your mouth; your lips parting, your tongue darting out. Wanting to feel him in your mouth, you licked his tip, tasting him before taking him in your mouth. Slowly, his cock filled you, your head bobbing on his cock as he inched down your throat.

Your clit teased by his tongue, you cupped his balls in your hand, massaging him, wanting to hear him moan. He slowly thrust his fingers deep inside your core, his pace quickening as your body reacted wildly to his touch. 

“Come for me,” he coaxed, his fingers thrusting faster inside you. Panting, you slid your mouth off his cock with a pop, a drop of precum fresh on your tongue. Wrapping your hand around his shaft, you stroked him as your body trembled with pleasure. 

Tagging: @redheadkittys @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @chaosangel767 @atelieredux @rhodolitesrose @ikehoe @kpop-and-otome @lucyw260 @queengiuliettafirstlady @kisara-16 @lordsisterxotome @violettduchess @umi-adxhira @bellerose-arcana @crypticbibliophile

Charles shifted his body; now facing you, he leaned in and kissed you, your taste fresh on his lips. “Thank you,” he whispered, pulling you close to him in a warm embrace.

[toloveawarlord]

CLOSED! NO MORE REQUESTS WILL BE ACCEPTED

Welcome to my first event of 2023! Please read over all the information below carefully! I will be posting over the whole of February for this event.

Rules:

Pick your suitor/character x Reader/MC, pick your gift package, and a prompt! Example: Ran + Rose Petals + Smut prompt # 1

I am taking 1 requests per suitor/character listed below. They will be marked below and updated as I receive requests.

NSFW prompts will be written with characters aged up to over 18

You can suggest a specific kind of reader (i.e. someone’s sister *wink wink* or vampire reader etc) but please do not request any incest or the sort.

Requests will close on January 5th

Suitors: 

Again: I am taking 1 Request per character listed HERE only. *EDITED WITH EXTRA CHARACTERS*

Tokyo Revengers: Ran Haitani, Chifuyu Matsuno, Hajime Kokonoi, Keisuke Baji, Shinichiro Sano, Rindou Haitani, Haruchiyo Sanzu. Kazutora Hanemiya Shuji Hanma, Seishu Inui, Ryusei Satou, Hishi Kojiro, Mikey Sano

Twisted Wonderland: Riddle Rosehearts, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Ruggie Bucchi, Jamil Viper, Kalim Al-Asim,

Ikemen Series: Rio Ortiz, Silvio Ricci, Charles Henri-Sanson, Fenrir Godspeed, Isaac Newton, Dean Tweedle, Clavis Lelouch,

Genshin Impact: Tighnari, Cyno, Chongyun, Ayato, Alhaitham , Heizou, Kazuha, Thoma, Aether

Blue Lock: Sae Itoshi, Meguru Bachira, Seishiro Nagi, Reo Mikage

Gift Package Selection:

Flowers (Platonic)

Chocolate (Romantic)

Rose Petals (Intimate 18+)

Prompts:

Fluff Prompts: List 1 ; List 2

*For platonic, some prompts will be reworded to be friends instead of lovers*

Intimate/Smut List

[lordsisterxotome]

Good Boy (Charles Henri Sanson x Reader)

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing: Charles Henri Sanson x Reader

Prompt: Pet play | Dry humping

Warning: Smut! Minors DNI!!!🔞

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 862

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Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Vampire or any of its characters. All of that goodness is the property of Cybird. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic. Please do not repost this on any other website.

Author’s Note: I promise I have more than just Ikevamp planned for this month. It just happened that so many of the prompts reminded me of Ikevamp suitors😆 My submission for day 6 of @xxsycamore​’s Visions of Temptation event💕

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       “Mmm, do you want me that badly?” you teased, smirking at the noise Charles made as you tore your lips from his. A hand on his chest kept him from chasing after you, something animalistic gleaming in his jade eyes as he rolled his hips desperately against yours. 

       Lying flat on your back on the bed, your boyfriend lay between your legs, the fabric of your panties the only thing that kept him from having his way with you. You’d forbidden him from removing your bra and underwear tonight as per his request for you to treat him like your pet, your good little puppy. 

       When Charles had first approached you with the idea, confessing that he’d dreamed of you taking charge and treating him like your loyal mutt, you’d naturally been hesitant. You’d been unsure if you could play the role and yet you couldn’t deny him either. 

       “Please!!” he begged, burying his face into your cleavage, “I need it so bad!” He positively trembled with the need to cum, having been denied the relief thus far in the evening. Cupping his face in your hand, you ran your thumb over the pretty red blush painting his cheek, your gaze domineering and adoring as you beheld his lust-drunk visage. Turning into your palm, his  tongue wrapped around your fingers, graciously covering each digit in saliva as he met your appraising gaze. 

       He looked so pretty, humping away between your legs, bare as the day he was born. His cock moved desperately over the fabric of your panties, searching for as much friction as possible and smearing precum along his shaft. 

       “Touch me,” he pleaded, mouthing at your breast over your bra.

       “Show me,” you ordered in turn, trailing a finger teasingly along his jaw. “Show me how you want me to touch you.”

       A high, lovely sound left his lips as he grasped his cock, eyes rolling back in his head as he pumped his aching length. Red and swollen, he was so aroused you could only guess that it was painful by this point. You doubted it bothered him much, however. No, he seemed to enjoy the denial, squeezing and fondling with a lazy, depraved smile on his face.

       You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the sight, a wave of arousal soaking your panties and making you whine as the wet fabric moved uncomfortably over your neglected clit. Noticing your frustration, Charles positioned the tip of his cock so that it rammed against the sensitive bud with each grind. It was so much better and so much worse at the same time, the stimulation giving you what you needed while the barrier still separating him from you drove you absolutely insane. 

       A frustrated cry left your lips as you tipped your head back, letting your lover attack your throat with frantic nips and sloppy, open-mouthed kisses.

       “Want to fuck you so bad,” he groaned into your skin, leaving greedy marks in his wake. “Want to fill you up and cover you in my cum. 

       “Be a good boy for me first,” you moaned. You wanted that too. Wanted it so bad, your poor cunt clenching around the space where he should be. But you had a role to complete first and you weren’t going to stop until both of you were satisfied. 

       Bringing his lips to yours, an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction coursed through you when he let you dominate his mouth, your tongue diving into the pliant cavern and mapping out your territory. A string of saliva connected your lips when you pulled away, your teeth tugging lightly at his bottom lip for good measure. “Cum,” you ordered, leaning away expectantly. A dangerous smirk curled at your kiss-swollen lips, fueled by your newfound power. “Be a good boy for me and cum. Then maybe I’ll let you fuck me.”

       Your eager boyfriend needed no further convincing. Eyes rolling back in his head, he buried his face against your neck as he rutted harshly against you, trying so desperately to reach his end as he fondled and squeezed his balls. Finally, he keened, shuddering as his climax seized him. Charles’ sweet moans echoed off the walls, making your heart swell as he released onto your stomach, his seed coating your skin. 

       Gazing fondly down at him as he panted on your chest, you brushed cherry-colored hair off of his damp forehead. “Was that good, baby?” 

       “So good,” he purred in answer, cuddling into the soft globes of your breasts.

       Giggling, you leaned down to place a kiss to his soft locks, but yelped when you were flipped over a second later, ass in the air as hands tilted your hips up. Your panties were torn away, leaving your sopping core exposed to the cock suddenly pressing against your entrance. Warm breath tickled your ear, sending a shiver through you as Charles bent over you, chest pressed against your back. 

       “Did you think I was finished yet, darling?” Chuckling, he laced his fingers with yours, pinning your hands above your head. “I’m your puppy, right? Then it’s only right that I take you from behind, just like a good dog.”

[candied-boys]

Catboy Charles x F! Reader - Part 5

Tags: domestic fluff, showering together because bbg doesn't know how

Part 4

The way Charles perches in his seat at the table is adorable. You mentally applaud yourself for not having barstools, but instead for investing in proper dining chairs. Knees up and feet on the cushion, he sits just like he always has as a cat. He even keeps his hands in front on the edge of the chair. Even his pretty tail sways through the gaps in the back.

His unfamiliarity with using his hands only adds to his charm. After a few demonstrations, he figures out how to hold the fork, but every time he thinks you're not looking his pink tongue sticks out in concentration as he tries to stab things onto the utensil.

He refuses to eat his greens. He won't even try them, pouting and saying cats don't eat grass. Charles does drink three glasses of milk, eat all his sausages, and pick out the soft centre of his bread; but you also hear him snacking on his kibble when you leave the room. You'll have to put that stuff away, or at least check if it's safe for humans to eat.

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With lunch out of the way, you flop onto the sofa to try and figure out what to do about all this. Naturally, Charles takes his seat beside you and begins doing what he does at least half the day normally - grooming. It's such an unremarkable part of your life that you hardly register it anymore. That is until you're wrenched out of your pondering by much grunting and fussing.

“Can't… nnnn… reach!” Charles huffs as he tries to lick his tail.

As soon as you meet his gaze you can see how distressed he is from the helpless way he looks at you with those big blue eyes. Petting him consolingly you tell him, “I think you'll have to learn to groom the way humans do, Minou.”

He tilts his head in obvious confusion. Come to think of it, you've never let him in the washroom when you're showering. You didn't bother trying to give him a bath as a cat either because you know it's not necessary.

Hauling him up he trails obediently behind, standing next to you as you explain that you use the shower to get clean. From outside the booth, you turn on the faucet. The moment the water sprays the tile, he backs up against the bathroom wall.

“No rain,” he mewls in fear.

“It's not rain, Minou. It's a shower. It's nice. I promise!”

“I hate the rain! It's cold and it makes me feel sick and I get so dirty after it rains it ruins my coat and makes a mess of my tail!” he whimpers and clutches said fluffy accessory.

“This is warm and you'll feel great after! I'm sure you'll like it if you try,” you coo and scratch his ears again to calm him down.

“There's no such thing as warm rain…”

It seems the only way you can convince him it won't be that bad is by proving it to him.

“Here, give me your hand. We'll touch the water together and see if it's cold, okay?”

He nods warily and follows your lead but flinches at the sensation of the water hitting his palm.

“Don't like it…” he murmurs and quickly withdraws.

“I promise it's really nice when you're inside… I know you're scared, but if you can't groom like usual you won't be clean. I know you like to stay immaculate and this will help.”

Shaking his pretty mop of lavender hair back and forth he refuses again. “I don't want to be wet.”

“I'll dry your hair after for you?” you offer.

He looks at you with a suspicion like that isn't actually possible.

“I'll even wash your hair for you if you want?”

This is the only thing you've said that softens his frightened expression.

“You'll groom me?”

“Sure. If that'll make you feel better and help you get used to it.”

He agrees, but clings to your hand when you step into the shower booth together. You stand under the showerhead, blocking most of the water from hitting him until he adjusts. His pretty blue orbs flit to every corner of the little space. The more he takes in the weaker his grip becomes.

“Now what?” he eventually asks when he's satisfied his curiosity.

You show him your usual routine, and one step at a time do the same for him. You start slow, lathering up your hands and then giving him a chance to touch the bubbles. Rubbing the soap into his hands, in between his fingers, and up his wrist until he seems less wary. Gradually, you convince him to step out of the corner and into the spray with you so that you can help him suds up.

After washing his chest, you turn him around to wash his shoulders without much thought, but Charles hates the way his tail ends up soaked and heavy. Pouting and pleading with his moonstone eyes for you to fix it, you switch to shampoo. First demonstrating with your own hair, you then work the product into your hands and through his tail. Careful not to mat it, you make sure all of it is clean right down to the base.

Though you're sure owners shouldn't use conditioner on their cats - or any products not designed specifically for pets - you also know he can't care for it himself. With how fluffy it is, you don't want his tail to get tangled when you dry it. As you work the conditioner in gently you notice he's much more relaxed, to the point where you think you can hear a faint purr to over the pitter patter against the tiles.

With him finally at ease, you suggest he try shampooing his hair himself. Butterflies fill your stomach as you watch him step under the showerhead to wet his hair. It's not like you've never showered with a guy before, but you never had to teach them how to shower; how not to get soap in his eyes, what a washcloth is for, how to use a bar of soap without dropping it, not to lick his hands clean afterwards.

At length you finish and step out, wrapping him up in a big, soft towel. You swaddle his tail in another one and take him back to the bedroom so that he can sit while you blow-dry his hair. Though at first he hates the sound being so close to his sensitive ears, the way you play with his tresses as you dry the roots has him dozing off in minutes.

You debate getting him used to the device by asking him to do his tail, but he looks so peaceful curled up on the bed - ears twitching now and then in his sleep - that you can't resist drying it yourself. All fluffed out, you brush it until it's silky soft, just as you always do for him, then cover him up with the spare quilt.

Though it's not even dinner yet and you didn't get up until noon, it feels like a very long day. Feeding and bathing your cat-turned-boy is all you've done but you're exhausted and clearly Charles is too. You wonder how parents do it day after day for years on end.

When he eventually wakes up from his cat nap, he's very pleased with your work and enthusiastically thanks you by rubbing his head on your shoulder. With a gentle purr in the back of his sugary voice, he asks to pet his tail to see just how soft it is.

“I guess you like the conditioner then?” you comment when he flicks it back into your lap for you to touch again.

“Condi-what?” he responds, taking his tail back and enjoying its softness for himself.

“The creamy one I massaged into your tail after shampoo. It's what makes your hair smooth. You can try it yourself next time.”

Tilting his head he asks, “How do I remember which is which? They all look the same…”

With your fingers combing through the silken fluff at his third request, you answer, “Just read the label. Oh… wait… You can't read, can you?”

He shakes his head and looks terribly sorry as he curls up into himself and wraps his tail around his ankles.

Your to-do list for tomorrow just became a lot longer.

Part 6

[lumierexfics]

Chat Log Name : Don’t you say those sweet things to me!

Chat log description : Confessing feelings, headcanons + small fic!

Online Users : Charles-Henri Sanson, Reader

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💌 Charles at first thinks that this moment must be a dream or that you’re playing a trick on him.

💌 Still you aren’t playing any trick on him? Surely, this is a dream since he’s still self conscious about his lineage even though he doesn’t execute people anymore.

💌 Charles takes a moment to process the confession since he’s in disbelief still.

💌 Charles at first holds your hand as he’s nervous, feeling this pure love that will soon become addicted too.

“This,” he mumbled, “this is the most important day now.”

Your hands held his hands, softly running over his knuckles and calloused palms that were remnants of the past he loathed to his core. You watched as his face bloomed with red, softly melting in your gentle touches.

“Mon Chéri / Ma Chérie,” he begged, “so addicting. Let me be addicted to your sweet love, please.”

His hand caressed your face and fingertips lingered on your neck.

“I won’t bite if you don’t give me permission to,” he said.

[writer-akihiko]

Pacify My Insanity - Yandere!Charles X Reader

A translated piece of an insight into Yandere!Charles mindset. Tagging @yanderepuck since she was waiting for this.

Warnings: General yandere content, unhealthy mindsets, mentions of chaining and biting, violent thoughts, self-deprecating thoughts

It was one of the days that Charles wished he never thought about his actions. He was someone who'd never take a second thought about what he did. He was an executioner. He's not supposed to care a damn about what others thought of him.

But when it comes to you… it's a different page of the story.

He knows how much you despise him in the end. If he weren't a vampire, it'd be the kind of love that kills you from the inside out. He'd hate it, if it weren't for the fact that you for once were being docile and quiet.

He missed the days you'd talk to him so eagerly. You were his beloved, so of course he'd hang onto your every word. He didn't want to miss a single thing you say, even if it were constant insults hurled at him.

When he brought you to the mansion, it was nothing but curses from your mouth. Your previous warm affection that made his heart bloom turned into an embrace that pierced through his very feelings as he tried to make you see that this was the only way to keep such a sacred love of yours together.

He'd play favourites for one day, but sometimes he needed to pull out the poisonous words from his chest once his body was full of it, to prepare it to accept just more of you. More of your agony, more of your joyous expressions, just more of you.

He threw away such words. After all, you weren't in a right state of mind. You didn't understand. You couldn't comprehend his plans to keep you. Why would you deny him? Didn't you say you'd enjoy spending the rest of your life with him?

Didn't you say that you love him?

He could get violent. He could chain you, he could bite you, but he won't if it weren't to feed him. His existence, although it transcends time, his existence was to serve you. You were his true lover and master, and he was yours to keep. So why won't you take what was promised?

What of the promises you gave him then? When he told you of his wish to take you with him to the altar, or his wish to raise all the stray animals that dare meet your eye? What of it then, YN?

It was simply maddening. Not knowing what you wanted at the time. He wanted just a single moment of affection from you to believe that what he did was right. Just once… Just once is enough to pacify his insanity for you.

He didn't want to be violent around you, but your reluctance kept pushing him to the edge. It was those very days he'd lock your room, only to seal himself in a different one to wreck and destroy, physically venting out his frustrations.

He needed to hear your voice again. He needed you to reciprocate his cuddles, his hugs… his kisses. He needed you, but there he was crying in his coat, wondering what did he do to make you into a lifeless husk you were…

He wants to believe that time would heal. Oh, he wants to indeed. His impatience trumps it all in the end, the cycle of anger and agony circling you both, with Charles' voice crying out for your own sealed voice.

When would enough be enough? When would you finally get up and say that you love him again? Charles was there, lying by your bedside, where his very conscious was corrupting his own mind of his faults, silent tears staining your sheets.

He almost snapped at the sensation of warmth reaching to his cheek, swiping away the tear leaving stains on that damning face of man you had to fall for… His jaw tilted, to stare at your eyes, that held no hatred or anger, but it didn't hold any expressions of affection or love either.

The eyes… the same eyes as he met you, the same eyes that gave him pity.

"Charles?"

[lordsister]

Hi , you're writing for ikemen vampire , right? So do you also write for Charles then? If yes could you please write a something smutty for him?doesn't has to be long. But it's okay when you won't write it and don't even write for him in general. I'll understand and won't be mad. Have a lovely day ☺

Sweetheart, I can totally write for him! This is actually kind of perfect for getting back into the swing of things after my exam season. I've never written for him before, but here goes! Hope you enjoy!

A soft moan passed his lips, head tilting back as your fingernails dragged gently over his scalp. Even with his eyes closed, Charles could feel your smile, the soft upturn of kiss-swollen lips firmly ingrained in his mind's eye.

The skin of your thigh was soft against his cheek, warm with the afterglow of lovemaking. This close, he could smell the result of your coupling from where it seeped between your legs, and he turned to press his nose into your stomach, breathing deep of your warmth.

You giggled, curling over as he nibbled at the sensitive flesh, and Charles took the opportunity to roll you onto your back, his body draped over yours as he pressed you into the bed. You felt so good against him, so warm and inviting. He'd already had you so many times, filling you until you cried out for mercy, but it wasn't enough. He wanted to ruin you. Ruin you so you could never leave him. Until you needed him as much as he needed you.

A shuddering sigh escaped him as you moaned his name, tilting your head back to present the marks he'd left earlier in the night. Your legs opened, inviting him closer as he wrapped his arms under your back and clung to you, twining his form with yours. Hot, desperate lips placed sloppy kisses up the column of your throat, licking over the shell of your ear and making you arch into him. A sharp nip to one of the many bitemarks he'd left on you had your nails digging into his back, legs wrapping around his slim waist as you urged him to take what was his.

His lips found yours, meeting in a mess of lips and tongue as he pushed into you, his seed oozing around his length as he buried himself within your wet walls. Eyes rolling back in his head, soft whines filled the room as he clung tighter to you, wet squelches bouncing off the walls as he humped against you. His whole body shook, overwhelmed with adoration and not a little overstimulation. No matter how many times he became one with you, it still amazed him how heavenly you felt wrapped around him, made for him and him alone.

"Move, my love," you breathed in his ear, sending shockwaves down his spine, an order from a queen to her lover. "I haven't had enough of you yet."

He was helpless but to obey, ravaging your pliant body until both you and he were satisfied and falling asleep still nestled safely inside of you.

[fandom-go-round]

Anime Masterlist

Katekyo Hitman Reborn!:

Hibari Kyoya x Yamamoto Takeshi Dating HCs (fluff)

Tsunayoshi Sawada x Gokudera Hayato [smut]

Stuck in the Wall Kink (Reaper, Michael Myers, Dante, Xanxus) [smut]

Mermaid HCs (Hibari, Xanxus)

 Fate Grand Order:

Cu Chulainn:

Vampire HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn)

General Knight HCs: Lancer x Reader (Cu Chulainn)

Courting HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn)

Yandere HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn)

Mermaid Courting HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn)

Taking Care While Sick HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn)

Command Seal HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn)

NSFW Alphabet HCs Cu Chulainn: K, O, E [smut]

First Time: Lancer x Virgin!Reader (Cu Chulainn) [smut]

Rut HCs (Alpha!Lancer Cu Chulainn) [smut]

Chase that Leads to Swallowing HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn) [vaguely sexual vore]

Yandere HCs (Lancer, Caster, Proto, Alter Cu) (Stalking, Implied Sexual Violence) {dark}

Accidently Swallowing Master HCs (Lancer, Caster, Proto, Alter Cu) (Softcore Vore, Swallowing, Slight Body Horror)

Love Letter Event

 Gilgamesh:

Vampire HCs (Archer Gilgamesh) (fluff)

NSFW Alphabet HCs Gilgamesh: A, N, H (Harem) [smut]

Mermaid HCs (Archer Gilgamesh)

Reader Teasing Gil HCs [teasing, overstimulation]

 Diarmuid:

Unrequited Love HCs (Lancer Diarmuid) {angst}

Diarmuid as an Original Servant HCs

Flower Prompt: Forget-Me-Nots

 Nameless/Emiya:

Alpha HCs [smut]

Hanahaki Syndrome HCs (Implied Body Horror, Blood) {dark}

Helping Through a Depressive Episode HCs (Depression, Depression Episode) {angst}

Soulmate HCs (fluff)

Reader Wanting to Self-Harm HCs (Implied Self Harm, Emotional Struggles) {dark}

Mermaid!Reader x Mermaid!Emiya HCs (fluff)

Dragon!Reader x Emiya HCs (fluff)

 Karna:

NSFW Alphabet HCs Karna: F, A, E [smut]

 Antonio Salieri:

Love Letter Event

 Sakata Kintoki:

Keeping Reader Warm (Trapped in Cave) (fluff)

Reader x Kintoki NSFW HCs [smut]

 Arthur Pendragon:

Yandere!Arthur x Reader {dark, implied stalking}

Soft Dom! Arthur x Reader [smut]

Blood Mage!Reader x Arthur HCs

Reader Who Cooks Arhtur's Favorite Food (fluff)

General Relationship HCs (fluff)

 Oberon:

Eyes Like Stars: Oberon x Reader

Reader x Yandere! Oberon {dark}

 Mori Nagayoshi:

Flower Prompt: Queen Anne's Lace

Reader x Shark!Mori Flirting HCs (fluff)

Reader x Mori Praise Kink [smut]

Reader x Werewolf! Mori HCs

 Ozymandias:

Male!Reader x Ozymandias Wooing HCs

 Astolfo:

Fem!Reader x Service Top!Astolfo [smut]

 Zenobia:

NSFW HCs [smut]

 Jeanne D’Arc:

First Time HCs

 Saito Hajime:

General Relationship HCs [smut]

 Yamanami Keisuke:

General Relationship HCs [smut]

Love Letter Event

First Mana Transfer [smut]

Reader x Vampire! Yandere! Yamanami {dark}

 Okada Izou:

Reader x Yandere!Izou HCs {dark}

Soft! Reader x Izou HCs (fluff)  

 Chevalier d’Eon:

General Relationship HCs [smut]

 Vlad III:

Asking About his Outfit HCs (fluff)

 Calamity Jane:

Love Letter Event

Relationship Headcannons (fluff)

 Saint Georgios:

Love Letter Event

 Ashiya Douman:

New Years Wish for Children with Reader [smut]

Reader x Mermaid! Ashiya Sex [smut]

 Kadoc Zemlupus:

Pirate Captain! Reader x Mermaid! Kadoc [smut]

 Brynhildr, Sigurd:

Poly Brynhildr x Reader x Sigurd HCs

 Sakata Kintoki, Watanabe no Tsuna

Poly Kintoki x Reader x Watanabe Headcannons (fluff)

Poly Kintoki x Reader x Watanabe NSFW Headcannons [smut]

 Siegfried:

New Years Resolution to Apologize Less (fluff)

Relationship Headcannons [smut]

  Shi Huang Di:

Passionate Author! Reader x Qin Shi Huang (fluff)

Breeding Kink HCs [smut]

 Nemo:

Pacifist! Reader x Nemo Headcannons (fluff)

 Robin Hood:

Robin Hood! Reader Interacting HCs

 Francis Drake:

NSFW HCs [smut]

 Shuten Douji:

Relationship HCs [smut]

 Merlin:

Reader x Yandere! Merlin HCs {dark}

 Charles-Henri Sanson:

Robin Hood Servant! Reader HCs

 Collections/Other:

Black Cat/Witches (Halloween Prompts): Lancer x Reader x Archer (Cu Chulainn, Gilgamesh)

General Mermaid HCs: Lancer x Reader (Cu Chulainn, Diarmuid)

Poly Lancer x Reader x Archer Relationship HCs (Cu Chulainn, Gilgamesh) [smut]

Type of Lover HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn, Archer Gilgamesh) [smut]

Absolute Boyfriend HCs (Lancers) [smut]

Absolute Boyfriend Lancer x Reader x Lancer (Cu Chulainn, Diarmuid) [smut]

Family Beach Day HCs (Archer Emiya, Lancer Cu Chulainn, Archer Gilgamesh) (fluff)

Colorful Leaves (Halloween Prompt) HCs (Archer Chiron, Rider Achilles)

Fall Festival, Harvest (Halloween Prompt) HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn, Lancer Diarmuid)

General A/B/O HCs (Lancer Cu Chulainn, Archer Billy the Kid, Caster Nitocris, Saber Mordred)

Yandere Servants for Master HCs (Nameless, Cu Chulainn, Gilgamesh) {dark} [implied smut]

SFW Alphabet HCs (Gilgamesh, Cu Chulainn, Edmond Dantes) (fluff)

Reader who Can't Take a Compliment HCs (light angst, fluff)

Reader Crying During Sex HCs (Oyzmandias, Arjuna, Leonardo Da Vinci) [smut, overstimulation, crying]  

Matching Halloween Costume HCs (Chiron, Achilles) (fluff)

Master Thinking They're a Monster HCs {angst, low self-esteem}

Master is a Drider HCs

Playing Dumb for No Nut November HCs (fluff)

Master Owning a lot of Pet HCs (Gilgamesh, Cu Chulainn) (fluff)

Discovering Merfolk HCs (Cu Chulainn, Diarmuid) (fluff)

Masting Hiding They're a Zombie HCs  

Meeting the Mer Family (Cu Chulainn, Diarmuid) (fluff)

Drider Mating Season HCs (Cu Chulainn x Reader x Diarmuid) [implied smut]

Shrunken!Reader HCs (Moriarty, Ozymandias)

Shrunken!Reader Flirting HCs (Cu Chulainn, Ozymandias)

Poly! Selkie! Cu Chulainn x Reader x Selkie! Diarmuid Comforting HCs

Reader Embarrassed by Praise HCs (Cu Chulainn, Achilles, Proto Arthur)

Reader with Medical Issues HCs (Merlin, Mori Nagayoshi)

Dating HCs (Penthesilea, Lancer Artoria) [smut]

Reader as a Servant

Male! Reader First Time HCs (Shuten Doujin, Minamoto no Raikou) [smut]

Male! Reader First Time HCs (Penthesalia, Medusa, Nobunaga) [smut]

Male! Reader First Time HCs (Barghest, Baobhan Sith) [smut]  

Dating HCs (Artoria Alther, Saint Martha) [smut]  

Dating HCs (Caenis, Mordred) [smut]

Male! Reader Relationship HCs (Himiko, Kagetora) [smut]

Male! Reader Breeding Kink HCs (Penthesalia, Raikou) [smut]  

Male! Reader Dating HCs (Caenis, Mordred) [smut]

Tsukumogami Doll! Reader HCs (Nemo, Robin Hood)

 Hetalia:

Cold Weather (Winter Prompt): Romano x Reader X Spain [smut]

Fuzzy Blankets (Winter Prompt): Germany x Reader x Italy (fluff)

 Naruto:

Sledding (Winter Prompt): Itachi x Reader x Kisame (fluff)

Soulmate AU Sasuke x Naruto {angst}

 Hunter x Hunter:

New Year’s Resolution: Leorio x Kurapika [smut]

Reader x Kurapika Picnic Date HCs (fluff)

 Bleach:

Reader x Byakuya Aftercare [smut, Dom/Sub]

Reader x Nnoitra Gilga Pirate AU

Reader x Mermaid! Cyan Sung-Sun [smut]

 Inuyasha:

Reader x Naraku Flower Prompt: Red Fuchsia {dark}

Hydromancer! Reader x Gatenmaru HCs

Reader x Naraku Cuddling HCs

 Sailor Moon:

Male Shapeshifter! Reader x Makoto Kino HCs

Reader is Youma (Rei, Ami, Minako, Makoto)

New Year Celebration with Youma! Reader (Minako) (fluff)

Taking Care of Sick! Youma! Reader (Minako) (fluff)

Protecting Youma! Reader (Minako)

Smart but Insufferable! Reader x Ami (fluff)

 Madoka Magica:

Soft-Spoken, Sadistic! Reader x Mami Tomoe  

New Years Cooking Tiramisu Reader x Mami Tomoe (fluff)

 Castlevania:

Reader x Alucard Rainy Night Part 1 (fluff)

Reader x Alucard Rainy Night Part 2 [smut]

Reader x Alucard After Dracula's Defeat {angst}