#if ikerev had discord

[ikemen-trifecta]

Wrong Yeehaw

If anyone wants to send us funny screenshots for us to make into ikememes, we'll tag you. –Edi

[ikeromantic]

Hii! I don't know if you can write this request or not but I would like to request for ikepri maybe clavis/ ikerev Kyle/ ikesen yuki / ikevamp who idk(?) (you can choose whoever you want that you think suit for this request). I don't know how to elaborate it but it's kind of like yk when a guy friends thought you were someone who just don't like women/ the type that will not sleep with the same women but then they saw a woman got out of your room maybe disheveled and they're low-key shocked,, that's the type of requests I would like for you to do lol (but you can change it the scenario if you want). They tried to investigate your movements with the mc and what's your relationship with her and all they heard after was a moan, scream and slashing sounds. Oop maybe it's too.. They all thought they heard wrong but it happens again and one day they saw them coddle each other in the kitchen, so touchy and kissy too until they saw the suitors hand goes down and they scream. That's all I've got lol. A little smut maybe if you wrote it. Depends on you my love ≧ω≦

I hope you don't mind, I went with IkeRev's Kyle on this one. I don't get too many asks for Ikemen Revolution and I do so love those characters. Here's Approx. 1100 words on Kyle and Alice in an unexpected tryst. Mostly fluff!

Edgar made his way through the halls of the Red Army headquarters with a jaunty step. His intentionally discordant whistling stopped as he passed the infirmary. Not out of concern that he might annoy some sick patient - no. Rather because he heard the most unexpected sound. A soft, feminine moan.

The sound might have been for pain but there was something about it that pricked at his ears. He paused, and listened. After a moment, he heard a sharp intake of breath. A gasp. And the squeak of a cot. 

Curious, and feeling more than a little wicked, Edgar tried to open the door to surprise his friend Kyle. He couldn’t believe the drunk doctor was doing what it sounded like he was doing in there, and he had to find out who he was doing it with.

The handle jiggled in his grip, locked. Then, just as he was about to pull out a lockpick, the door swung open.

Edgar inspected Kyle with a sweeping gaze, but it was impossible to tell if this version of disheveled and grumpy was anything different than his usual look. His gaze moved past the doctor and into the room beyond. Alice was there, sitting on a stool, book in hand.

“What is it?” Kyle regarded him with a bored expression.

“I see Alice is assisting you?”

Kyle nodded. 

“And you find her assistance . . . satisfying?” Edgar raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

“Sure. She’s still learning, but she tries.” He shrugged. “Anyway, did you need something?”

Edgar shook his head. “No, no. I was just stopping by to say hello.”

“Alright.” Kyle gave another noncommittal shrug. “I’m going out.”

Alice hopped up from the stool. “Oh, can I come too?”

“Yeah.” The doctor still looked and sounded bored.

Edgar eyed her. Her clothes were a little rumpled but that could be from sitting. He decided he must have misheard whatever it was he heard. There was no way these two could have been doing anything interesting. “Well, have fun I guess. Good to see you. And you, Alice.”

He left, forgetting entirely about it until later that day when Jonah mentioned how much time Alice was spending in the infirmary. “Oh, yes, it’s unexpected. Kyle taking in interest in a girl,” Edgar grinned.

“I’m sure it’s not like that.” Jonah gave him a prim frown. “He never notices pretty girls. Not that I find Alice pretty. It’s just, she’s a girl. Stop smiling at me like that.”

Edgar chuckled. “Well, pretty or not you’ll never guess what I thought I heard.” He related the story to Jonah with just a little embellishment, enjoying the way the Red Queen’s eyebrows rose and the stain of his pink cheeks.

“You can’t be serious!” Jonah looked lost somewhere between disbelief and outrage. 

“Well, there’s only one way to be sure.”

“What’s that?” 

Edgar’s expression went deadly serious. “We have to spy on them.” Inside, he was laughing. Afterall, there was no way Kyle and Alice actually did anything. No way at all. But spinning Jonah up was a joy.

The two of them set about keeping an eye on Kyle.

Edgar hadn’t actually spent much time on his Kyle-project, but apparently Jonah was on task. He showed up in Edgar’s office, high color in his cheeks, eyebrows so high they almost touched his hairline. 

“Disgusting. Just disgusting.” Jonah took a breath, trying to calm himself down. “I . . . I heard them.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

The Red Queen gave a curt nod. “I saw them disappear into one of the little-used storage rooms and then,” his voice dropped, “there were noises.”

Edgar kept his grin to himself as best he could, nodding seriously. “I see. Yes. Disgusting noises, I assume?” He popped a brightly colored candy into his mouth.

“Yes. Heavy breathing and - and Alice was . . .” his lips firmed to a thin, pale line. “She was moaning!”

“So you heard the noises. Did you open the door?”

“No! Of course not. I left. I shouldn’t be exposed to that sort of behavior.” He shook his head. 

“And you’re positive it couldn’t have been anything else? Moving crates maybe? The work made them breathe heavily and then Alice might have stubbed a toe and moaned in pain?”

Jonah frowned. “No. I - I am quite sure -”

“Because you listen at the door while people do things all the time?” Edgar waggled his eyebrows.

“No!”

Edgar nodded. “So it is possible you misheard. Hm.” He still couldn’t believe Kyle would ever touch a woman, except perhaps to lift a bottle of alcohol off her, or to save her life. He just wasn’t the kind of guy to have a girlfriend. 

Jonah looked, if anything, even more outraged. “I know what I heard! The real question is what we will do about it. Alice can’t be allowed to be - to be taken advantage of! We are supposed to be keeping her safe - not - not what Kyle is doing.”

“Is that so? What do you propose?”

“I . . . I don’t know. Perhaps I can occupy her elsewhere so Kyle doesn’t have the opportunity to get her alone.” Jonah pouted. “That drunken doctor is always causing problems.”

They planned a little while longer, and then Jonah left looking somewhat mollified. Edgar was completely amused by how seriously the Queen was taking this. But Edgar was sure there was no substance to it. He knew Kyle and he was familiar with girls like Alice - too sweet and innocent to be interested in adult activities. 

Edgar headed to the kitchen, feeling a bit peckish. He wanted a snack before settling in to read some reports on the disappearance of a shipment of magic crystals. That was quite concerning, but less fun than the made up drama of Kyle and Alice. He wondered how long it would take Jonah to figure out the whole thing was a -

The Jack stopped in the kitchen doorway, eyes going wide. An unexpected sight met his unblinking gaze. Alice perched on a countertop, her head thrown back, eyes shut. Kyle was in front of her, his hands lifting her skirt, his lips on her thigh and moving higher with each kiss. 

“K-kyle, that tickles! Ohhhhh!” Alice squealed.

“Does it tickle now?” Kyle’s lazy smile was a teensy bit wicked. His fingers reached for the edge of Alice’s dainty white panties.

Edgar backed out slowly and silently. It seemed his assumptions were . . . flawed. He swallowed and shook his head. When he turned the hall corner and was finally out of sight, he leaned back against the wall. 

From the kitchen there were more muffled sounds of pleasure. 

It seemed Kyle was every bit the dirty Lothario Jonah suspected. Edgar grinned. He’d have to find a way to tease the doc about this. And Alice too. So many ripe opportunities for fun.

[myotomespace]

Reviving these glorious, wonderful moments of blushy Ed to say that With these as proof somehow i HC him having sensitive ears. Enjoy teasing him ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Thank you for coming to my ted talk!

Ps: as of 01/31 at this ungodly hour, when i'm tired and should be sleeping, this happened

I proclaimed myself as Ed's slave pray for me to be saved

[kashimalin-fanfiction]

All right, it's time for your fandom veteran to hop onto the IkeRev Closure Post Train. I've played since literal Day 1. Pretty sure I got it so fast I actually have an extra day compared to most Day 1 players due to when the rollover is. It's the game I have custom plush for, merch, a cosplay, etc. for. Gonna put a read more because I don't wanna clog the tag and because dang I get a lil emotional.

First things first, the hopeful statements: The game will still be active and playable, the servers still up - yeah, no new content hits very differently than replaying old content, but it means people can still come in and get inspired by the world and characters. This is a good thing compared to a game being removed entirely (PT Silent Hills, anyone?) for the preservation of the game.

Secondly: Fandoms do not die when a game closes, if the people are willing to continue it. The power of fandom is in the people, not the media. Sure, the media fuels the fandom, but it is nothing without those who engage with it.

I am able to say this with confidence, because I can tell you this is absolutely not my first encounter with a closing game. For those who have followed me a long time: I was a moderator and writer for a little known Atsume game called Notice Me Senpai. Maybe you heard of it - heck, maybe you even played it. I went through a tragic announcement of the company shuttering and closing the app with a month to spare back in 2017. You want to know something cool?

I still am part of the Discord. The blog is still up. We have people joining the Discord in 2022, who remember this game. The Wikia is something I am updating slow and steady to preserve the game's content, and at some point that will be archived too. There are other fans with me who I know if I go to and talk about this game they will know who I reference.

We probably would call ourselves dormant, as one friend suggested when I brought this up to them. That is what IkeRev may become: dormant. And that is okay.

You can still cherish something when it closes. You do not have to stop playing the game when there are no new events. Hold onto what you have. Don't let it go. I am not telling you to stop mourning or stop being sad, or angry: it's a natural state. I have vivid recollections of where I was and what I was doing when Notice Me Senpai shut down, and the aftermath. I remember being angry and upset a game that had done so much for me was going to be gone. But then, I channeled it into the preservation of Notice Me Senpai media from the blog, encouraging everyone to download it, and celebrating it with events.

So, I ask and implore you: what will you do now? Everyone will react differently. Maybe you will start that longfic you have been itching to write. Maybe you'll review your screenshots and preserve some of the lore. Maybe you will draw to celebrate the closure.

In five years, maybe that fic will be completed. Maybe the Wikia will be updated to tell others what was there when the game was alive. Maybe your favorites will appear in your warm-up sketches.

Me, personally? I vow to finish "Fenrir Godspeed, King of Spades," and in probably a few years down the line when I have a boatload more cosplay experience, I will remake my Ray cosplay more dynamic than the first. (I'll actually make a sword, this time.)

Mourn, but don't forget. If you love what you have experienced, cherish those friends. Talk about the game still. Let the natural progression of a fandom take you through the motions. Come talk to me if you have anything you want to share. Make a discord. After your sadness or anger, utilize it to do something great for the game that has touched you so.

(And, keep an eye out, maybe I'll open requests exclusively for Rev for a hurrah. Still pending the idea.)

[pianoperson]

Vent below, please feel free to scroll.

I’m just 🗿 at a loss for where to even vent this to. I feel like I can’t vent this in friend servers because I’m scared of making my friends feel bad. And I don’t want to have to vent there and force them to just… listen to me? If that makes sense.

I’ve just been feeling so lonely amongst my friends. Thing is, I love Octavinelle, and I have friends who love Octavinelle. Lots of them. But they all love Jade and Floyd. And sure, I love them too. The tweels are fun and everything. But none of them really like Azul that much? Or if they do, it’s just so clear that they prefer the twins and would rather talk about them.

It doesn’t feel like I could really talk about Azul as often as I used to because it just feels like I’m the show and they’re fueling it. But it never feels like we’re on the same level? Or we’re talking on the same level? It still feels like I’m just screaming to walls that only talk just to give ideas for my own rot.

It’s different talking to someone who does love Azul as well because then it feels like I finally found someone who fucking gets me. Who understands me. And I’m even thinking of making a server just . Dedicated to Azul stans. But also, I don’t know if I can manage that in the long run?

It’s so so so so so annoying how I never gotten to this extent with Jonah. Ikerev is so much smaller than Twst, so there are more Azul stans than Jonah stans out there, but Jonah had a whole ass group I could be with and fangirl with. But it feels like I don’t know any Azul stan except for like one person.

And it feels so lonely. It actually hurts because this isn’t something I can safely vent anywhere. I feel like I have no right to complain because Azul is so damn popular, and some people stan less popular characters and really have no one else to talk to. It’s been plaguing my mind for the past few days, and it just keeps coming back. I don’t want to share to friends in Discord (unless they read this) because somehow, I feel like I’m going to snap at them? Like I’ll end up shaming them for who they like, where they spend their money on, those kinds of things. And I don’t want to do that because that’s just inconsiderate of me.

Anyway, I hope you’re all having a happier day today than I am.

[haloshornsinkstains]

End of Summer Shorts: Day 1, Heat

Drabble written for the End of Summer Shorts on the Cybird Ikemen Games Discord

Have a fic partially inspired by the heatwave we had in the UK a little while back. Writing something drabble length is harder than I anticipated.

Ikerev. Alice & Loki.

I flopped back on the bed, all the windows opened as fully as possible to try and get any air I could circulating in the room. I'd already given up on sleeping under the covers in the midst of the heatwave that seemed to have hit Cradle out of nowhere but still the heat in my room was oppressive. I couldn't sleep like this.

"Maybe it'll be cooler outside?" I sighed, pushing off the bed again and creeping as quietly through the halls as I could.

It was cooler outside, thankfully, and with so few clouds I could see the stars from the training yard. With a sigh I settled onto one of the walls I used to watch training from. I only planned to sit outside for a little while to cool down, but I was so tired and the night air was so relaxing I must have drifted off.

"Alice?"

I startled awake at the sound of a voice right by my ear and found myself staring at the face of the Cheshire Cat.

"Loki? What are you doing here?"

He grinned. "It was too warm to sleep so I came for a walk. And then I found you! Were you too hot to sleep too?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "I should probably go back inside…"

"Won't you sit and look at the stars with me for a while?"

Damn. I couldn't resist those sad eyes of his and he knew it. Sighing softly I patted the wall beside me.  "Okay."

[hydemeincradle]

Cybird Creative Challenge - Day 10

Prompts are also being placed on the discord server which you can find here: https://discordapp.com/invite/K6EfCU7 - all submissions there will be showcased next month. There is also plenty of discussion and help to be had there! Amazing graphic by my waifu @stupidoafofspades​ _

Cradle - Not just the place, this could also be the birthplace or even a crib. This prompt could be good for crossovers or exploring IkeRev. _ I’ve loved seeing the entries so far! You’re all doing so great! Masterpost with all the prompts can be found here: https://hydemeincradle.tumblr.com/post/616992091106574336/cybird-creative-challenge-masterpost

[narekashi]

Edgar being yandere? It's more likely than you think.

Poor Zero though

Yandere! Edgar Bright

Requested by: @just-say-my-name 

Okay, I don’t think Edgar is yandere but the ask said “what if he was” soooo

a n y w a y

everyone in the red army is fully aware that you are the jack of hearts’ lover

BUT what they eventually is that he goes great lengths keeping you with him

like serious measures

even tho he has so much work, he would still have the time to accompany you to wherever you want to go

(this is canon btw; he a master of gettin things done)

he usually isn’t picky about who you talk to, he knows you’re too friendly

but oh boy if this boi gets jealous

RUN BITCH RUUUUUN

see that Bright™ smile on his face?

yeah you in danger hoe

he got his hands dirty at some point he ain’t afraid to do it again

every soldier in the red army makes sure that they do not exceed 10 minutes with you or else there’ll be hell to pay

well lance is excused because he’s just awkward lol and edgar knows that probably more than anyone

but jonah, kyle and zero

jonah is a superior but whenever he hangs out with you out of sheer amusement of teasing edgar well, edgar just feels like hanging him instead lol

but tbh he can’t act out on his jealousy with jonah because it’s mostly harmless and he knows jonah is trying to get on his nerves

it happened on the romantic end i swear

also you somehow have the ability to make jonah feel embarrassed of himself anyway so he goes away eventually

whenever kyle gets drunk, he throws an arm around your shoulder and laughs happily

which was fine at first, amusing to see even

but that was before tho 

now he just usually ties kyle to bed the next morning haha

zero however

oh the poor boi doesn’t even know what he did but edgar makes sure he has you near him whenever zero’s around

that means hand holding and hugging in front of the ace of hearts

his reasons? “zero can act cute at times and honestly i fell for his charms once… or twice.”

edgar is quite open about his jealousy, and trust me he thought about practicing his sword brandishing skills at some guys

but of course he doesnt do it because he already promised he’d change for you and you don’t like anyone dying

but l i s t e n

edgar feels insecure because it is the first time he allowed himself to love someone 

and since the feeling is mutual, he aint letting this one go

so to compensate he calms himself by holding your hand or staring at you lovingly - reminding himself of his love for you that is pure and innocent

[ikemen-trifecta]

Harrt Attack

screenshot from Mod Muff

Fitting that Luka's profile picture is heart-shaped. –Edi

[pondlilies00]

@narekashi Request: Rei (OC) and Luka Below cut is a message from me to the requester ー( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

Hi Reiai! Sorry my message is gonna be long but I have a lot to say to you! First off, thanks for the congrats and congratulations to you for 1000 followers! I’m always happy to see when you reblog my works because you leave such nice comments on them, I always feel giddy reading your words. I was a bit starstruck when I saw you liking my stuff tbh since you’re pretty well established in the ikerev community. Well, here’s to more followers!

I know we’re on the same discord server and I swear one of these days I’ll have a conversation with you (•̀ᴗ•́)و . Anyways, here’s your cradlesona Rei with Luka! When I saw that purple ribbon, I just knew I had too give Luka a matching one. I’m sorry if it’s out of character tho.

[ikemensengokufangirl]

And yes, I AM alive (same goes for my 2nd account @zedgar-moments ) I have had a LOT of transitions and stress to deal with. I just transferred to a new university and am living away from home for the 1st time. 2 weeks after I moved into college campus, I had a seizure for the first time in 20 years, which caused to be ambulanced to the ER (and I lost my phone somewhere along the way, so I had to order a whole new phone). Then I had medical test after test in order to find what caused my seizure. For one of the tests, I had to get no sleep the night before, so that wasn't hard at all 😑 And now, I have to do an extended EEG that lasts for few days, but I cannot shower, even though I can sleep, thank god. But sorry for ranting about my struggles these past few months. I just want to explain why I might not be active sometimes (whether on Tumblr, Discord, etc). But I am ALWAYS active on our favorite otome games, like Ikesen, Ikevamp, and Ikerev! I am up to date with all the events going on rn. But anyway, thank you for understanding 🙂🙂

[lil-creatorwritings]

Phone Call [Mitsuhide Akechi]

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku Pairing: Mitsuhide Akechi x MC (Natsuki) Word Count: 1842 words--how many text messages would you need to send that? Warning: NSFW! As if that was a surprise? A/N: (gasp) My very first IkeSen fic that I uploaded! Someone brought up this AU on a Discord server, and welp, my brain stuck to the snek man instead of an IkeRev suitor. So here’s some snek smut that no one asked for! Also, Natsuki isn’t my OC, it’s actually @xathia-89 ‘s OC. xD Look, I don’t have OCs yet so don’t hunt me down. Addendum, modern AU because of phones, and a slight dom!Mitsuhide??? And if Mitsuhide is too OOC for you here, you can shut your piehole. I tried okay!

---

Mitsuhide knew who was calling even before he looked at the screen.

“Hello.”

“You told me you’d finish work early today so we can have dinner today.”

He laughed softly, switching to speaker mode as he resumed to pace around his desk, staying close enough for her to hear him. “Natsuki, I thought I already sent you a text explaining why.”

Being the head of accounting for Oda Industries was no easy job. The typical daily grind wasn’t this bad, but the absurd amount of workload was expected from the upcoming project that they intend to release in 4 months. The sudden announcement of their leading competitor of a similar product caught all of their attention, and he had expected this sort of complication would come sooner or later. Nobunaga Oda was one ambitious man--he valued Mitsuhide’s opinion and assessment on how to launch their project earlier than the competition without going into the red.

“I know, but I’m still upset at your boss. Making you all work into the night on a Friday.” He could imagine just how sulky she was just from the tone of her voice.

“Don’t pout, you know you look too adorable when you do.”

The short silence told him that she was indeed pouting, just as he expected. “Tease.” A clang of utensils could be heard over the line, followed by the solid click of the stove knob. “I was really looking forward to tonight.”

“I do miss your cooking.” He slipped his fingers on his tie, tugging on it to loosen the knot.

“Have you eaten?” Her voice was now full of concern. Working late nights like this wasn’t new to Mitsuhide, but knowing that someone was waiting back for him at the apartment made a staggering difference to what he felt. Natsuki knew that there would be days like this. Even for her, working with one of the most prestigious law firms was a taxing job. There had been days when it had been the opposite, with him fetching her from the building as late until a few minutes to midnight.

He glanced at the clock. 8:29PM. “I’m sure Masamune’s up to something in the pantry for the emergency meeting.”

“Do you know how long it’ll take?”

“Knowing Nobunaga, until tomorrow would be a good estimate.” That is, if he crunched the numbers right and predicted the competition’s next move. He sat down on his chair, leaning back to relax a little.

The rustle of fabric sounded like static to him, the sound of the evening television sitcom playing faintly in the background. “So, how are you going to make it up to me?”

Mitsuhide didn’t miss the teasing rise of her voice. It’s been a hectic week for the company, which meant they barely had time to spend with each other. Which also meant that neither of them were getting the appropriate amount of physical release they obviously craved.

“Mm, I’ll gladly pay you back once we’ve settled the problem.”

“But I can’t wait that long, I miss you too much.” The hint of neediness in her voice made him raise an eyebrow. Was she really going to use that card? “I miss your touch already.”

“Alright. How about we play a game to tide you over until then, my little mouse?”

“What kind of game?” Playing innocent just made him want to play, to tease her even more.

Switching off the loudspeaker, Mitsuhide picked up his phone. “A game where you follow my instructions over the phone.” It’s not the first time they’ve done this, but the thrill of hearing her come undone for him was always a delight. “And if you manage to finish until the end, you win.”

“What do I get for winning?”

“You’ll find out when I get home tomorrow.”

“And if I lose?”

“You’ll also find out tomorrow.” The little whine she gave him only made him smirk.

“Okay, I’ll play along with you.” He swore he could hear the word master at the end of that sentence.

On the other end, Natsuki knew she would be fidgety the moment she heard his voice. There’s just something about the way her name rolls off his tongue that lights a fire in her. It’s been days since they’ve last had each other, and she was getting frustrated. She knew that Mitsuhide was as well from the gruff tone of his voice.

“First, I want you to wear your earphones for me.”

She reached for them on the coffee table, securing the earbuds before speaking into the mic. “I’m wearing them.”

“Good. Now, I want you to tease yourself for me.”

Leaning back on the couch, Natsuki trailed her fingers along her thighs, making her body shiver. She slowly slipped them in her shirt, letting out a soft whimper as she cupped her breasts. “I know where your hands are. Give it a good squeeze and run your thumbs on your nipples.”

The sensation of her own hands made her cunt pulse. She remembered how Mitsuhide loved snaking his hand up her body, his warm hands on her, his palms rubbing her nipples until they hardened.

“Mmm, you’re perking up just like how I want you. I wish I could take both in my mouth, biting and licking them. Pinch them for me.”

Her fingers moved on their own accord, following his voice. Natsuki let out a sharp gasp. The chuckle that followed only licked at the heat pooling between her legs. “Ahh.. Mitsuhide..”

“You sound so delightful.” His voice was like chocolate, smooth and warm. “And I’m willing to bet that you’re absolutely soaked.”

She didn’t need to check; she already knew. Closing her eyes, it felt like he was right there, breathing against her ear. Tilting her head back, as if waiting for his teeth to run over her skin, leaving bite marks. Marking her.

“Spread your legs open for me.”

A groan. The soft fabric of the sofa did nothing to soothe her desire. “Mm, that’s a good little mouse. I can already smell you from here. I just want to go down and devour you right now.” The ravenous tone he used to punctuate his words only spiked her arousal higher.

“Fuck.. Yes please..” Natsuki moaned into the mic, making sure he could hear her. How she wished he was there between them, doing things to her with that wicked tongue of his. Her fingers would tangle in those silver locks, tugging him closer, wanting more. Needing him inside her.

“So wet and ready for me, aren’t you. You’re just begging for me to touch you.” She whined at him as a response. “Push your panties aside and touch your clit with light strokes.”

She tugged on her damp underwear, an index finger running along her slit. Her fingertip grazed the sensitive nub, rubbing it slowly with minimal pressure. Soft moans of pleasure escaped her lips, trying hard to follow his command. “M-Mitsuhide.. I want more..”

“I know you do.” He replied with complete confidence. “Press harder. I’m allowing you to slide your fingers in that wet cunt.”

Natsuki rubbed tighter circles as she easily pushed two fingers in her pussy. Her walls squeezed around them, and her mind imagined it was his fingers inside her.

His voice brought her back to her senses. “You feel so good around my fingers, tightening up like that. I haven’t moved them and yet you’re dripping down my hand. And I know you can slip a third one in.”

It didn’t take much effort; she was so wet that it slipped in smoothly.

“I want you to thrust those fingers fast and deep. But you can’t come unless I tell you to.” The words or else was heavily implied.

She obeyed him, his voice seemingly hypnotic to her. Her hips bucked against her hand as her moans grew louder, not caring if any of their neighbors heard. What she wanted was for him to listen, to hear just how much his words and voice affected her. Natsuki wanted to keep moaning for him, telling him how much she craved for his mouth and hands on her.

“Natsuki.”

“Ahh, fuck..!” She cried out, feeling her orgasm building up. Natsuki shut her eyes, focused on fighting the urge to give in.

Mitsuhide’s voice was tight. Restrained. “Such a good little girl for me. I know you can hold off a bit more as I grip your thighs apart, thrusting my cock into you. Filling you up and stretching you.”

“P-Please..!”

A pause. “My mouth will be all over your neck, biting you hard. Fingers playing and tugging on that clit as I fuck you. You feel amazing like this, so needy and hungry just for me.”

“Mitsuhide..! I can’t..” She was so close. “Please I want to cum..!”

“Cum for me, Natsuki.”

As soon as he finished his sentence, she sobbed his name into the empty room as her climax came hard. Pleasure wrecked through her body as Natsuki kept thrusting her fingers, her walls squeezing around them as she rode out her orgasm. Her moans softened as she slowly came down from her high, panting for air as her heart beat wildly in her chest.

“Well, that was quite a lovely show.”

Her cheeks were flushed as Natsuki tried to calm her breathing. “That was.. That felt so good..”

Mitsuhide laughed, the sound of the chair creaking as he got up. “You sound well fucked.”

Now it was her turn to laugh. “I’d still prefer it if you were here.”

“I’ll certainly try by tonight, but I don’t promise anything.” He had that teasing tone back. “I do have to hang up for the meeting now.”

“What? But what about you?”

“Hearing you cum so beautifully is enough for me.” She heard the rustle of paper from his line. “The faster we find a solution also means we get to leave soon.”

“Mm, okay.” Natsuki made the effort to clean her fingers noisily, moaning quietly as she slipped them in her mouth.

“Tease.” He grinned over the phone. “I love you.”

She giggled, her voice giving him some determination to finish work instead of jumping to his car and speeding home. “I love you too.”

Mitsuhide hung up first, pocketing his phone before pushing the door to the conference room open. Everyone was already there, including Nobunaga.

“It’s not like you to be late.” Masamune eyed him curiously across the table.

“I had to make an important phone call.”

That earned him a long wolf whistle. “Sounded like an interesting conversation if it took you that long to take it.”

“Will you stop it? I’d like to get home within the day, if everyone doesn’t mind.” Ieyasu spoke up, running his hand through dishevelled hair.

Nobunaga stood at the head of the table, giving Mitsuhide a nod. “I don’t want to keep anyone here longer than necessary. And I suppose you’ve already come up with a plan of attack?”

He couldn’t help but smirk. Of course he had.

[pianoperson]

Jonah lovemail

Dear Jonah,

... oh my God, it feels so long since I feel like I’ve talked to you. I will admit I haven’t thought of you as much as I used to, and I haven’t been screaming about you as frequently because now, Azul has been the person in my mind. I no longer play the game, and I don’t plan on buying your birthday story because I’m low on crystals and I can’t spend due to current circumstances. 

But God, I’d be lying if I say I don’t love you anymore.

Because I still do. I really do.

You’re still the wallpaper on my phone even though Azul has taken over my photo gallery. You’re still my Discord profile picture, and the few times I’ve changed my pfp, I absolutely spited the change and turned it back to you. 

I still lose it every time I spot a similarity between you and Azul because I’m still in love with you and seeing more of you in Azul makes me giddy and surprised. In fact, I think I probably accepted the fact that you may be my type. 

When I saw your ever after announcement? I went crazy. You looked so beautiful that I changed my Azul wallpaper on my laptop to you because that simple shot of you looked so beautiful, and in that moment, I really wished I was Alice wearing the veil. I really want your sequel to come sooner so I can admire you more, gaze at your beauty for hours, and hear about snippets of your story and proceed to scream about them in Discord because hearing more content of you is utter bliss.

When I read your latest English birthday story that a friend gave to me? Do you know how much I had to hold in my whimpers because my family was taking a nap? You were so adorable and I more than wanted to hug you right then and there and chase out the loneliness you felt. And seeing you so elated over mille-feuille? It’s such a familiar sight yet it never fails to make me smile because I know it makes you happy. 

When I saw your JP birthday card and CG? Oh God, let me just start with the birthday card because I wanted to see that smile so so badly? I’m not the type of person who likes flowers, but your smile made everything so beautiful and bright. I needed a card where you were smiling so much, and that card made me so happy. And your CG? Oh my God, your CG? I thought you and Alice were in a sauna, but it turns out that she’s wrapped as your present?? Did you know how much I went bonkers over that because I drew a Christmas comic of you tied up in pink ribbon last year? And then you just gave this sultry gaze at Alice as she lay on your bed as your present, and holy cow, I could not think. 

My heart still skips a beat every time I see your name. I still feel giddy every time I hear “Queen of Hearts” because I know that is the title you’re so proud of. I continue to smile every time I see the Queen of Hearts card because I think of you.

And just... God, I miss you Jonah. I miss your pout, I miss your noble heart and courage, I miss seeing you fight against other men to protect Alice. Every time I see screenshots of you from main routes, I still smile at how cute or how badass you are. I know I can always get the game back, but space is not fun for my phone and Ikerev hasn’t been fun to play in general ever since the second anniversary. 

You know what, Jonah? I’m usually so dedicated to one person to love romantically that I can’t leave space for anyone else. It has to be one person or none at all. But you... you changed that. Even if Azul is in my mind and heart, you’re still there. You haven’t left. Even when I think that I may be over you, something will make me realize that no, I’m still not over you. I still love you because why else do I continue feeling happy about you?

I know that Ikerev is dying in both English and Japanese fandoms, and someday, I may no longer see you. I hate the thought, but it may happen, and I’ve begrudgingly accept it. 

But despite that, you’ll always continue to live in my heart and memory because I will never forget the man who has helped me so many times and has made me learn more about myself as a person. I will never forget the man who made me happy even when the world seems glum. I will never forget you, Jonah.

So now, I just want to say the words I need to say today: happy birthday Jonah, happy birthday to the Queen of my heart. 

[serenity-writes]

IkeRev HC - Oliver Knight (NSFW)

The second of my NSFW IkeRev series~ Many thanks to the IkemenWriters discord for their help and support. I’m sorry I teased you guys so much hehe. Enjoy! And it’s adult Oliver, obviously.

He’s got a sharp tongue, and he knows damn well how to use it. The man is constantly looking for ways to get you squirming. Sometimes that means turning a sweet hello kiss into a deep French, shutting you up as he yanks you deeper into his arms, so he can hold you as your knees buck. “That’s enough to have you shaking? Weak. How are you going to handle the rest?” But he’ll pick you up and whisk you into the bedroom. If he’s feeling particularly mean, he’ll just leave you wanting instead.

If not your lips, then he’s tracing your nipples, endlessly fascinated by the way your softness gives way against his touch. He’s a frustrating tease, intentionally ignoring the taut peak until he gives it a flick with the tip of his tongue to coax that swollen moan from you. He has a desire to know every inch of you, already committing your curves to memory as he traces them. Light pinches aren’t out of the question though; anything to have you bucking against him, begging for more. “Someone’s an impatient girl.”

He tortures himself with your noises; they get his cock painfully hard, but he refuses to touch himself until he’s finished with you. There’s something so yummy about the way his bulge strains against his pants but he’s got you too distracted to reach for him as he laps at your clit. He needs to taste you. He’s constantly researching new techniques and ways to please – it’s every bit as exciting as inventing something new. “Let me try something.”

Speaking of cock. Oliver is definitely a grower. He’s not the thickest, but he makes up for it with length. He’s slightly curved to the right, but is undoubtedly smooth, with one thin vein running down the length of it. His ridge isn’t quite pronounced, but that curve is enough to have him smacking against your sweet spot when he fucks you.

Wasn’t much for touching himself before meeting you. Now he can’t stop. The slightest of things will get him going. Once, you purposefully left a pair of panties in plain view and he was distracted the entire day just thinking about how you looked in them. You came home to find the underwear in a different place than you’d left them, and slightly more wrinkled…

Will never admit it but finds it damn arousing when you sass him back. There’s nothing that gets his cock up faster than when you hit him with a lightning fast quip; it makes him think what else your mouth can do, and then he has to make that fantasy a reality. Sometimes he’ll just be working, and he’ll happen to glance over at you licking your lips or blowing on a cup of hot tea, and his imagination will run wild. He’ll want to shove you onto your knees, so he can stuff you full. “Use that mouth for something better.”

Truthfully, you love going down on him. It’s the one time he’s a mess, with slight whimpers falling from his lips as he refuses to make eye contact because he’s so red. And his body is so completely honest with you. You could spend hours just experimenting, listening to the subtle way he gives himself to you. “W-What are you doing to me, you ditz?” But his protests aren’t so convincing when he’s moaning them.

Oliver’s favorite thing to do during sex? Pull out midway and sink himself back into you inch by inch so you can feel every damn bit of him stretching you out. It’s as if he’s training you to crave no other shape than his. He’s possessive like that. Bonus points when he positions himself to slide against your clit. It’s just enough pressure to make you clench deliciously around him. Leaning down against your ear, he’ll growl “tell me who you belong to” just to feel you twitch.

Most of the time, he’ll go at your pace. Feeling playful? Tease him and he won’t disappoint with some sweet torment of his own. Want it slow? Give him tender kisses and he’ll understand to cradle you in his arms as he languidly slides his dick into you, grinding his crotch against your skin, only extracting an inch before he’s hilted again; he can’t bear to be away from you any more than is needed. It’s when you make love like this that he allows his guard to fall. “You feel good wrapped around me,” he will sometimes admit with slightly pink cheeks.

But if you turn the tables on him and tease him enough, he may reach a point where he loses all control. With you on all fours, he’ll drive himself into you with enough force to have you and the bed shaking. Nobody fucks quite like Oliver when he’s on the edge, only able to focus on pumping pleasure into the both of you. He’s pushing his hair away from his eyes as he grips your hips with enough force to leave red marks, but never bruises. “I’m going to fuck you until you cum.”

You asked him to yank your hair once. Without hesitation, he obeyed. “My naughty girl wants it rough?” A fistful of your hair was enough to yank you up against him. He sucked hard on your neck while he pounded his cock upwards. He liked the power beneath his fingers, and the way you unravelled around him. Plus, he had better access to your clit. It was easier to make you scream. “You love the way I fuck you, don’t you? Your moans don’t lie.” He does it again when the mood strikes.

Once, you decided to tell him he wasn’t the best you’d ever had, just to tease him. Big mistake. You were in the workshop, but he dropped the commission he was working on. You were in his arms in seconds and thrown onto the bed as he crawled towards you, a predator ready to savor his prey. “We’ll see about that.” He toyed with your clit, massaging just around it. Then he used only a single finger to slide into you, curling against you until you were practically crying for him to fuck you. He did eventually, but not until he was satisfied you’d been punished enough. “Nobody can please you like I can.”

Oliver is ridiculously aroused by his cum on you. It doesn’t really matter where, but it seems to be most often landing on your chest or on your stomach. It’ll drive him insane if you dip a finger into it and bring it to your mouth to taste. Nothing will get him raring to go faster than watching your tongue wrap around a finger dripping with his cream. “Do you really think you can tease me without consequence?”

After the act, he’s surprisingly soft. He’ll lay his head in your lap and start to complain when you stroke his chocolate locks. “I’m not a pet, dummy,” he says, but he’ll never move away. Occasionally, he’ll even drift off; nothing comforts and soothes him more than your scent. Other times, the scent alone has him imagining the taste of your arousal, and then he’s hard again.

[shannie-writes]

...and Goodbye (for now)

I am sorry to say that by the time this is scheduled to post, I will have logged out of Tumblr.

I don't want to ramble or make up excuses. I have been struggling mentally and  emotionally over the last several months and most particularly in the last month. I have been getting upset or crying over minuscule things that I rationally know shouldn't bother me. Even though I do my best not to, I have been attempting to keep up with the Joneses. I have been focusing too much on my social media life and ignoring my actual life. My relations with my wife have been severely affected, as well as my almost 4 y/o son not receiving the attention he needs in this important stage of his life.

I have been thinking this last week about what I need to do to grow and be the best wife and mother I can be, as well as try to find who I am again as I have lost a big part of what makes me me over the last year. After much thought, I have come to the conclusion that I need to take a step back and focus on the things in my life that are most important to me.

I will still be writing and posting my stories on Ao3. I will probably have Discord on my phone, but I won't be on there much. If or when I feel like I am in a good spot to come back, I will.

I love every one of you so much and all of the positive feedback I have received for my writing and my characters makes me feel like I could take on anything in the world. Thank you to everybody for giving me such wonderful interactions in the IkeRev fandom, I honestly have not had this much fun being in one for a very long time.

I love you all from the bottom of my heart and all the way to Cradle and back.

Chief

[ikemen-trifecta]

I'm so proud of the Vocaloid pun. –Edi

The last two messages didn't happen, but I found the idea of Jonah spam-pinging people for messing with Luka too hilarious to not fabricate.

And yes; I know the pings should have a blue box around them. I was too lazy to emulate that.