#seofon x reader

[doki-doki-imagines]

Siegfried would peel oranges for you.

Eustace would even shake the tree (yes animal crossing style, he is an expert of the game) to get you as many oranges as you want and then peel them for you.

Seofon...Seofon would announce "I'll peel your orange with the best sword I have!" (it isn't) and then he gets cut like a kid and you have to tend his wound. He never peeled a fruit in his entire life.

[fategranddisorder]

The first dragon trial (Siete|Seofon)

warnings: spoilers for the event Old Bond

tags: fluffy goodness

Who has been salty about the conversation choice in the event? me, I have.

"Why not."

Siete almost chokes in his spit that you actually said "yes", well not so much a yes than a begrudgingly agreement to the first trail of the Six Dragons.

Speaking of one of the dragons, Fediel, is positively glowing at the current match up. Honestly it is weird for her that Siete isn't your dyad yet and vice versa.

Fediel grins, absolutely delighted and claps her hands together.

"Well, go! go! Impress me!"

So off the group and you went to a nearby island, Siete and you for the date and the rest for miscellaneous shopping.

The town on the nearby island is bustling, patrons looking at the plethora of different shops. Much like you and Siete.

You know it is your task, your trail to take the Eternal on a date. But for all his normal bravado, Siete is unusually quiet. It makes it hard for you to say anything, to start a conversation.

You are lost in your own thoughts, trying and unable to dispel the awkwardness that suddenly seems to surround the both of you. 

Siete isn't faring much better and he hates himself for it. He wants to say so much to you, bask in the joy he is on a date with you, drag you past all the stalls in search of your favourite things. Yet his mouth remains shut and his posture remains stiff.

A moment walking in silence passes between the both of you. Before you take a deep breath and let it out. This shouldn't be this hard, not with him, so with renewed determination you take the first step.

You picked Siete, you want to take him on a date. Maybe you thought it would be easy, because everything with Siete is always easy. Fighting, talking, laughing and even flirting. Though most of that is often on Siete, but it would seem right now you had to make the first move to change the dynamic the both of you have.

Siete feels a gentle pressure around his hand. The swordsman's eyes snap towards you and you are staring resolutely towards a stall with various items on display. But Siete could see the tips of your ears have a light pink hue and he grins.

"Seeing as we are on a date we should at least hold hands, don't you think?"

You say finally moving your gaze toward him. Peering up at him from underneath your lashes. Do you even know what did to him? He is one of most powerful men in skyrealms, power unrivaled, dangerous. Yet as you look up at him like that, Siete feels positively giddy.

And Siete just can't help himself.

"Holding hands… hmm..if I didn't know any better I would think you are propositioning me"

Siete wants to snap his mouth shut, but the words left him before he could stop it. He could see your eyes widen and maybe he does know why said those words because your cheeks turn an even prettier shade of red.

"Wha-"

You aren't by no means a prude, but somehow, when it is Siete you just want to show him, to let him know how he makes you feel when says such things.

"How about we see how the date goes? Hm? Don't get ahead of yourself"

You huff before walking off towards the shop you were looking at earlier. But you never let go of his hand, forcing the Eternal to follow you. You hear the chuckle that escapes the man, but you don't see how his eyes glimmer with joy and fondness as Siete looks at you.

The rest of the day is easy and full of laughter. Time passes faster than you like, and before you know it the day is over.

So as the sun is setting, giving the sky a pretty orange glow, the both of you make your way back to the others. The walk back is quiet but doesn't feel uncomfortable or weird like at the start of the day. 

"Say cap'"

You look at Siete before focussing on the road ahead again, a small sound leaving you, signaling you heard him.

"Why did you pick me? You could have taken Lyria, she adores you, it would have been an easy pass"

You stop turning to face man and so does the Eternal.

"Are you saying you don't adore me?"

You say with a mischievous smile and Siete chuckles. Well, you aren’t wrong. He does adore you. Siete can't really remember when his flirtations turned into serious attempts for your attention, for your heart.

He takes a step closer and cups your cheek. He could feel heat spread through him as you don't pull back, leaning into his touch.

"You know it is different with me."

At his words your hands reach for him, settling on his strong shoulders. It is all so natural and easy as his other hand comes to rest on your hip.

He feels more of your weight against him as you lean up and he tilts his head down while guiding you with his other hand.

Right before your lips meet his, you say something and Siete feels the words more than he hears then.

"I know"

Your lips feel so soft against his own and he groans a little, pulling you against him a little tighter. Heat spreads through you as you move your lips against his, hot and wet. 

You forgot that this was supposed to be a trail set up by Fediel. You forget a lot of things when you are pressed tight against the leader of the Eternals. 

Speaking of;

Fediel wants to interrupt, so badly. Honestly you passed her trail halfway through the day, but she didn't have the heart to interrupt. Okay, she was curious. Curious what the day would bring for the both of you.

"Umm, you can move your hand from my eyes, Fediel. I have seen people kiss before" Lyria carefully says.

Fediel chuckles at that. "Not like the way they are doing now, kid."

[misasimagines]

texting the granblue eternals “I want a baby”

included characters: Song/Tweyen, Seox, Siete/Seofon rating: sfw warnings: pregnancy mentions, implied she/her pronouns for reader

**This is the first in a set queued for today. Genshin characters will be later, then JJK even later. I’m trying not to bombard anyone with a ton of posts all at once which is why they’re queued and staggered ! also forgive my silly little photo editing skills in some of these upcoming images,,

Song:

Seox:

Siete:

this might be Too Niche but if you’re a gbf player tell me who your first eternal was/is going to be!! I got Tien first but Seox is my fave and he and Song are the only ones at 5* so far!! Siete is next when I stop being a seasonal player,,,

[granblue-fantasies]

Reader x Seofon (NSFW)

Based on this hilarious and very apt post by @lovehotelreservation:

@lovehotelreservation - I’ve been a huge fan of your writing for so long! I’ll humbly attempt to quench some of this thirst. I myself am dying for more content for this wonderful man.

NSFW, lewd naughtiness below!

- - - - - -

“Be a sport and give me something to smile about.”

He’d said it as a joke, like so many of his quips were meant to be. He’d placed a hand on your shoulder after the words left his mouth — looking back on it now he couldn’t remember why, it must have felt like the right thing to do at the time. He hadn’t meant to initiate what happened next.

Rather than stand firm under the friendly pressure of his hand as he’d expected, you followed its momentum, letting him guide you down, down, until you kneeled before him. You cast your eyes up at him from your position below his belt. He swallowed thickly as he looked down at you, thoughts racing, caught off-guard by the scenario he’d unwittingly created.

Maybe there’d been a way to resist in that moment, that brief window of time before you spoke.

“I think I can do that,” you’d said, a devious little smile on your lips.

Fuck.

He was always quick to react appropriately to even an unexpected situation - this time was no different. Arousal coursed through him swift as adrenaline, his dick already pressing insistently against the fabric of his pants, inches from your eager mouth. Your gaze snapped to the conspicuous bulge and flickered back up to his eyes, your expression playful and enticing.

How could he resist a look like that?

- - - - - -

Seofon’s glorious cock was now buried to the hilt in your mouth. You looked up to see him running a hand through his hair; eyes shut, head tilted back, and that characteristic smirk of his just barely perceptible at the corner of his lips. You focused your efforts on thoroughly pleasuring him, your head bobbing along his shaft, his low murmurs of approval your reward. You took his dick deeper and faster, the head sliding down your throat; he felt the heavenly warmth and tightness of it and took decisive action, finding the novelty of not being the one in control had quickly worn off.

He swept his hand around your head, gathering your hair up in his hand to to keep it out of your way — a considerate gesture, it seemed, but ultimately his intentions were fully self-serving. You had to admit you took pleasure in the way he balled his fist against your skull, hand closed tight around the makeshift ponytail as he rocked his hips against your face. He used this grip on your hair to pull you closer to him as he thrust deeper, your mouth and throat straining around his girth. Your eyes watered as he began grinding against your face, his climax coming on fast.

“Nnh... Open wide now, sweetheart, I’ve got something good for you,” he crooned, releasing his grip on your hair and leaning back. Your mouth opened with a wet pop and as you gasped for breath he stroked his length, shooting his load into your open mouth. You grinned as you felt the warm seed hit your tongue, keeping your mouth open wide to take it all.

“That’s a good girl,” he praised, his voice a satisfied purr. “Whew. That’s certainly one way to make a man smile....”

You gazed up at him and swallowed, licking your lips, and he exhaled in weary wonder at the sight.

“My, my,” he sighed, leaning down to caress your cheek. “What am I going to do with you?”

You giggled, biting your lip, and he helped you to your feet.

“Anything you want,” you answered coyly. He chuckled and pulled you close, his lips grazing your ear.

“My goodness, you still want more?” he teased, one hand sliding down to palm your ass and give it a hearty squeeze. “Looks like I’ll need to wear you out before I can even think about getting some rest, hmm?”

- - - - - -

[cinnbar-bun]

7 Stars, 7 Scars [Angst]

Pairing: Seofon/Siete x Reader

Requested by an anon for the April Showers Event. 

A/n: Thanks for requesting anon! I hope it breaks your heart!

Warning: Mentions of violence

“You have your own ideals, and I have my own. Our destinies lie at the end of different paths. But with our combined talent, there isn't anything we can't do together. That's why I wanna keep supporting you in any way I can.” 

Strange, how the words he had once uttered on your birthday had come back to challenge him. How far was he willing to go to support you? 

He can recall the day as if it had happened mere minutes before. 

Every day that passes by he grows more unnerved, more scared, you trusted him, and he had failed you. 

Some would say he was reckless and juvenile, especially for one who was supposed to be the leader of the Eternals. He would’ve laughed with the person and joked about how he just likes to do things with his own style. 

Now, all he feels is regret. Because he was reckless, you were kidnapped. Because he was too confident in himself, you would suffer. Because you loved him, you would probably die for his mistakes. 

The power he had withheld and maintained surged through his veins. He sacrificed so much, you sacrificed so much to keep this bloody sky afloat- and how were you repaid? Why, your own demise at the hands of corrupt forces. 

There was no calm. There was no rationale. There is no holding back. He promised you he’d stay by your side, just as you had done for him. He promised he’d protect you and save you when things got too difficult, just as you had done for him as well. 

He wanted to redo everything. Restart everything. Lose his own powers and will to fight if it meant you were safe and alive-even he lose you to anyone else. He’d rather you be there than dead. You didn’t deserve to die, not when you were so amazing, so full of life, and so warm. The sky needed you, he needed you. 

“Seofon, you cannot-” 

“Tweyen, I told you that I’m fine. Stop asking me about it.” He can’t muster a smile, what’s the use if people suffer because of him? 

“Seofon-”

“Let me do this. I need to make it up to them.” He cut the archer off again, his back facing her as he held a hand up. Tweyen hesitated a bit before she sighed. 

“You can’t keep blaming yourself for this! Everyone knows you loved them! We’ll find them, I promise, you just need to-” 

“To what? Be patient? Sit around? Tweyen, they might still be alive! I need to find them! I need to find them before it’s too late!” Seofon raised his voice. Tweyen flinched back at his aggressive demeanor before she shook her head and stared him down. 

“They are strong, Seofon! What are you planning on doing anyways? What- are you just gonna barrage into every corner of the sky and scream for the Captain? You need to calm down!” 

“How can I calm down when they’re suffering because of me? I can’t sleep knowing I couldn’t protect the one I loved!” Seofon broke down, collapsing to his knees and pressing his hands to his face. 

“Seofon...I know it’s hard...but please, you have to understand, you can’t fix this by getting angry.” Tweyen softly reassured him, kneeling down to his level and placing a hand on his shoulder. 

“Tweyen, I was planning on proposing...” Seofon chuckled sadly, rummaging through his pockets before he pulled out a small black box. 

“Oh my god...” She covered her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise as he revealed the diamond ring inside. 

“I bought this for them. I was going to take them out on a starry sky and say a bad pick-up line to distract them before I proposed.” He sighed somberly as the shiny golden band reflected his bitter expression. He shut it tightly and clenched it in his fists, enough so where Tweyen could hear the box cracking under his might. “And because of those damn things-” 

She didn’t have enough time to stop him before he chucked the box into a nearby room on the opposite end of his. She heard the clattering of metal as it echoed in the now silent floor. 

“-I might never be able to do that.” Seofon’s voice barely rose to above a whisper. Tweyen was frozen in her stance, unknowing of how to approach her emotional companion. Should she tell him off for reacting like that? Or should she try and be soft? 

“Seofon, no. I refuse to believe the Captain would go down so easily. You should know as good as anyone. You will get your chance to marry them, and they’ll accept and we’ll throw the biggest banquet the sky’s ever seen. But you can’t do that if you keep reacting violently. I know it’s tough, truly, but you must stay calm. You have to be brave and patient, no matter how hard it is. I know it’s stupid to say, and you probably won’t do it anyways, but try to relax. I need you to be level-headed these next coming days. You’ll find them soon, I promise.” 

“Y-you’re right.” The blonde man ran a hand through his hair. “I... I apologize for losing my cool like that, it’s not really like me.” Tweyen gave a tiny hint of a smile. 

“I know. I know this must be even tougher for you, and you have every right to be angry. Please...trust us and trust (Y/n), they’ll return home soon.” She cooed. 

“I’ll try...” He sighed, and politely asked her to give him some time alone. Tweyen accepted and left, and Seofon looked back at the bed the two of you shared. It felt empty with you not here. But he tried to heed his friend’s advice and got under the covers, hoping he might be able to sleep some of the pain away. 

“Seofon! Seofon!” 

Your screams echoed in his nightmares. He wanted to reach out to you and save you, but he was always too late. You would vanish. You would fall over. You would get stolen. 

Again, and again, and again, he watched your form disappear and he’d wake up in a cold sweat. The crew couldn’t do much but go off on empty clues, hoping one would lead them back to you. 

He was tired. He was tired of being so cold. He was tired of hearing your screams. He was tired of you suffering because of his inability to control his pride. 

No one knew the exact details of that day. None except him. They insisted he wasn’t at fault, but they didn’t know how big of a role he played in your kidnapping. 

He placed his head in his hands. Gods, he wished he could take back that day. 

The last remaining strand of his sanity snapped, and he felt a boiling sensation rise in his chest. He leapt off the bed and quickly put on his armor. 

He made a mistake. This time, he’d fix it, no matter the cost. No longer would anyone get hurt for his mistakes again, he’d save you and you’d be in his arms again. 

The starry sky was something that once connected the two of you. Now, it was a reminder of how you were so far away from him. 

That’s fine, they’ll soon regret ever messing with my loved ones. 

And without looking back, he jumped off the Grandcypher, thankful it was decked at an island with plenty of buildings. His cloak billowed behind him as he bounded between the roofs, the vigor in his steps returning once more. 

“I’m going to make this simple- where are they?” Seofon smiled, but the malice in his words made the man choke on his breath. 

“I-I don’t know who you’re referring to!” The man wailed. Seofon chuckled and patted the man’s shoulder before he clenched them tightly. 

“I said- where are they? It’d really do good if you talked. Maybe I’ll let you walk away with your legs intact.” 

“I don’t know! I promise! Please! Let me go!” The man clasped his hands together in prayer as he begged Seofon to spare him. The Eternal sighed, almost in annoyance, as he readied his seven swords. 

“I really didn’t want to do this. You know that, right? I’m giving you one last chance. Whoever is ordering your silence will not make you suffer as I will.” The soft smile returned on the blonde man’s face, and the man screamed loudly. 

“Please! Mercy! Have mercy on me!” 

“Oh, mercy’s been out for a long time.” Seofon eyed him. 

“Please! I have a wife! Let me go!” 

“A wife? Does she know what you’re really doing when you say you’re going to work? Does she know what you’re doing to those innocent people? All for what exactly-blood money? Scum like you should be rid of, and it’s my duty as an Eternal to do so! Maybe then she’ll feel half the pain you’ve caused me!” Seofon’s face contorted into anger as he swung his sword back before the blade ended the man’s screaming seconds later. 

He looked at the mess that lay before him, but for some reason, he felt nothing. 

He deserved it. He was a horrible human being. He hurt so much people. He hurt (Y/n). 

“Ugh, guess I’m gonna have to look for those other weasels. I hope they’re easier to deal with.” He sighed. 

Tracking down some lowly scum shouldn’t have been this much of a task. But since he went undercover and alone, he couldn’t enlist the help of his fellow Eternals. He cursed under his breath about how Tweyen would’ve easily been able to find the perpetrators. He banished the thought when he remembered how she told him to wait. As if that would help you. As if that could bring you back home to him. 

So many islands he had explored, looking up and down for any clues over where you may have gone. The sun was setting and it was a sign that for another day, you were still not home. 

No matter, he’s an Eternal. He can easily find you and save you. 

The cool air of the night reminded him of his mission, and he hid in an alleyway. A man was angrily whispering at another to hurry before the ‘boss man’ would have them by their necks. Seofon waited a bit more before he stepped out. 

“Gentlemen, what a pleasant evening, right?” Seofon grinned, and the two men drew their weapons. 

“Stand back unless ya wanna face my blade!” 

“Hey now, I didn’t come here to pick a fight. I just have a couple questions.” Seofon showed the men his empty hands but they growled back. 

“Like hell we’ll answer them! Now scram, kid!” 

“Oh, so I guess you goons really are a tough bunch.” Seofon shrugged before he summoned his swords. “What will this make it? Hm... I think I would’ve killed about... five of you now? Oh well, what’s two more gonna change? Heh, and guess what, seven is my lucky number.” 

“W-what? Who the hell are you?” The men screamed, slowly backing away. 

“I’m Seofon, leader of the Eternals. And you have something that belongs to me.” He scowled. “You have five seconds before you join your buddies in hell. Now talk.” 

“I-I don’t know what you’re-” 

“Five...” 

“I swear! I swear I have no clue!” 

“Four...” 

“Please! Believe us!” 

“Three...” 

“No! No!”

“Two...”

“Stop! Please! Stop!” 

“One.” 

Seofon raised his sword before one of the men screamed.

“I know where they are!” He whimpered, cowering before the Eternal. 

“See, now we’re talking. I’m glad you had the senses to confess. So tell me, where the hell did you take them?” 

“I-I don’t know exactly where, but I overheard some of our members talk about some singularity. The boss said he was taking them to a place in the mountains. I...I can’t give any more than that. Please, spare me!” The man begged. 

“I see...thank you for telling me.” Seofon lowered his sword and solemnly gazed at the men. “But you know I cannot allow you two to simply walk away unpunished, right?” 

“W-what? No! Wait! Please! Don-” 

“(Y/n)...I’ve found where they hid you. Don’t worry, we’ll be reunited soon. I promise.” Seofon murmured and quickly kicked down the door to the mountain, gaining the attention of multiple thugs and other gang members. 

“Oi! The hell you think you doin’?” One of the thugs yelled before he made a hand gesture to the other guys, who quickly got in formation to attack Seofon. 

“You’ll have to try harder than that!” Seofon smirked, summoning his swords and sending them hurling at the gang. 

It was all like a haze to the blonde man. The screams of agony and the curses they swore fell upon deaf ears. The blood dripping on the ground and the sound of metal on metal, and metal to bone did not faze him. 

Like a man possessed, he obliterated the hideout and all the men in it, sparing no one and leaving behind a bloodbath for all to see. That will teach them to miss with him and his loved ones again. 

The floors of the hideout crumpled under the might of Seofon’s power, and he traversed each one to find where you were hidden. 

“(Y/n)! (Y/n)!” He screamed your name repeatedly. Now he was desperate. You were so close, so damn close. He could feel you, he could finally be with you again. 

At the deepest level, he had found a cell at the end of the hall, the last place he didn’t check. 

“(Y/n)! (Y/n)! I’m here!” Seofon took his sword one last time and swung at the iron bars holding you back. 

You gasped and turned around to see Seofon. 

His face was bright and happy, and you jumped up to embrace him before your eyes traveled lower. His armor was stained in red, as was his sword. 

“S...Seofon...y-you...you were...did you?” You couldn’t hold back your fear, and stepped back from him, covering your mouth in shock. 

“(Y/n), what’s wrong? I’m here now, so you don’t have to worry anymore about them.” 

“They said there was a monster killing them off. Seofon...don’t tell me... w-were you the monster they talked about?” You whispered, backing up until you were against the wall. 

“I’m no monster. I was just enforcing justice. They wanted to hurt you, and now they’ll never even think to look at you again.” He cooed softly, stepping forward and placing his bloodied hand on your cheek. 

You began shaking, and your knees felt weak. This was not the Seofon you knew. This was not the man you loved. No...this wasn’t even a man. 

“The Seofon I knew would never hurt others like that! Y-you! Who are you? You just killed so much people!” You screamed in terror. 

“(Y/n), don’t tell me, did they brainwash you? Did they try to convince you that they were right in all this?” He stroked your hair softly, and his eyes glazed over in an emotion you couldn’t accurately place. 

“D-don’t touch me! Stay back!” You shoved him off of you and moved away from him. 

“(Y/n)...why are you hiding from me? I did this for you-I did this to save you. They were going to hurt you and-” 

“But you killed them so mercilessly! I may have been trapped but word travels fast! You...you’re a monster! You’re not the man I loved!” You yelled back. 

Seofon’s smile faded as he straightened up and blinked at you. 

“I-I’m...a monster? Y-you must be mistaken.” Seofon shook his head. 

“You would never...those swords...you said they were to bring justice... but those men...look at them. Do you call that justice?” You pointed at one of the mangled corpses he just killed and he stared at it. 

“No...I didn’t-this wasn’t supposed to-” 

“Do the others know what you’ve done?” You cried. 

Seofon could not respond. 

“I...I can’t believe this is who you’ve become, Seofon.” You whimpered. 

[avisteliterature]

Masks

Six | Seox (Granblue Fantasy) x Reader

RATING: General

GENRES: Hurt/ Comfort

WORD COUNT: 697

SUMMARY: You tell Seox you want to buy a mask to hide your face, and he replies with something sincere.

"Say, Seox? If you don't mind me asking, where did you get your mask?" You suddenly ask the Eternal in the middle of your conversation, your fingers tracing the rim of your cup. "Or, if you'd prefer not to answer, do you have any recommendations on where I can get a nice mask for myself?"

Before he decides to answer you, Seox chooses to ask his own question. "Why?"

"Well, because I'm ugly," you tell him without missing a beat. "I don't really like my face, so I wanted to try wearing a mask to hide it." You answer him in a surprisingly even tone. Your expression carries a hint of melancholy, and Seox can see that you aren't lying to him or trying to come up with some kind of excuse.

"...You aren't ugly," he replies after a moment's pause, his voice unwavering.

"Huh?"

"You aren't ugly," Seox repeats himself, his words just as firm as before. He frowns behind his mask. "Why would you say such a thing?"

You casually shrug your shoulders. "Because it's the truth?"

Seox's frown deepens. He tries to think of something to say to try to cheer you up and get your thoughts away from such a negative mindset, but it's difficult. He doesn't know what he should say in these types of situations. These kinds of things are better suited for somebody more cheerful or wise like Seofon or Anre.

"I... don't think there's any reason for you to hide your face," Seox answers slowly, trying to choose his words carefully. "You... have a very pretty face," he continues, sounding extremely awkward and embarrassed.

You shoot him a look of disbelief at his compliment, and the erune sighs heavily. He presses on. "Your face... I'm sure the crew has already grown accustomed to seeing it. They would be saddened if you were to suddenly start hiding it."

"Would they?" You shoot back, sounding doubtful. "I think everybody would be much more relieved i I hid my face from view."

"There are people who like seeing you smile," Seox responds. "They would want to see your face and smile."

"Yeah? Like who?" You ask in a light and airy voice. Your tone of voice suggests that you aren't just doubting his words, but rather that you fully believe your own self-critical remarks to the point that you've normalized them as something similar to a joke.

Seox, however, takes your words seriously and doesn't think of them as a joke. "Me," he answers straightforwardly without an ounce of hesitation or uncertainty.

You falter.

"I like seeing you smile," the Eternal continues when you don't respond. "So... I would like it if you didn't hide your face." He then shakes his head, crossing his arms over his chest as if to hide his embarrassment. "I won't stop you if you insist on getting a mask for yourself, but... your smile is what keeps me going. I just want you to know that."

[crimsonshadesblog]

VAMPIRE SIETE?????

Okay.

“What an odd choice of wardrobe,” you joke when a man wearing a black and red velvet cape draws near. “Did you not hear of the ongoing investigation?”

He gives you a surprised looks before his features twist into a cheeky grin. It’s too bad that in the low light of the bar, you can’t quite make out his teeth.

“Capes are cool,” he claims, picking his up to dramatically flutter it. “If that places me under suspicion of being a vampire, I’ll just have to bear it.” He makes a little sniffling noise for dramatic effect, but appears otherwise unbothered.

“That’s fair,” you suppose. “Nobody should come under scrutiny for their fashion choices alone.”

“So you’re with the Order?” he asks and when you give him a quizzical look, he points to the sword at your hip. Right. The artfully crafted handle and the sheath bearing the insignia of the Order are pretty dead giveaways, you suppose, so you nod.

There’s been rumors going around of a vampire in these parts and you’ve been sent to investigate. Not your first investigation and not your first vampire.

Notably, the common people of this village didn’t call in the Order, but a colleague of yours did when he passed through this place and found the body of a robber, absolutely drained of blood. Usually, people are quick to cry vampire should someone so much as look a little pale. This is highly unusual.

“You wouldn’t happen to be from around here?” you ask and the man nods eagerly, so you gesture towards the empty chair beside you. “Could you maybe tell me a little about this place?”

“Sure thing!” he beams and slides into the chair. He’s so excited for company, his legs bump into yours.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” he adds, probably having noticed the look the bartender shot the two of you. “This guy makes a mean Bloody Mary.”

He chuckles to himself as you raise an eyebrow at him.

“Kidding, I’m just kidding,” he promises, voice caked with glee.

Being on the clock, you Order something without alcohol and he does the same. When the bartender slams your drinks down on the counter in front of you, your strange companion pushes your glass the extra few inches until it sits comfortably in front of you.

“Thanks,” you mutter and reach out, perhaps a bit too quickly, because your fingers brush against his for a moment and you freeze.

You summon the memory of the cold rain on your skin when you arrived here and your brain helpfully offers that as an excuse as to why the stranger’s hand felt so cold just now. There’s certainly moisture in his hair.

On with the show.

You introduce yourself by name and explain that you’re here to investigate rumors of a vampire.

“A vampire? Here?” He looks surprised. “You can call me Seofon. Because that is my name,” he adds and you take a mental note to look into that name later, because you haven’t really heard it anywhere before.

“Well, word on the street is – you didn’t hear that from me, by the way,” he garnishes that part with a little wink, “that there’s someone out there taking care of criminals around here. The people don’t live in fear because as long as they’re not doing anything wrong, they’ll be safe and protected.”

“So you’re saying the vampire is a vigilante,” you repeat.

“I’m not saying anything.”

“A vampire is a threat either way, regardless of who they’re going after.”

“Even if it’s only bad people?”

“Who’s to say who’s a bad person and who isn’t?” you fire back.

“The Order then?” he hums and you go quiet. You take a quick break to take a sip of your drink.

“What about the recent string of incidents wherein swords have been stolen?” you ask, to change the subject. A courtesy.

“I don’t know anything about stolen swords,” Seofon promptly responds.

“What do you know then?”

“That you’re making a mountain out of a molehill,” he tries again, voice more gentle now. This time, when he places his hand atop yours, it’s intentional. You let him.

While not very helpful with your investigation, he offers all sorts of knowledge about the people of this village. From what you can see, they do appear happy. Healthy. In possession of their own free will. Not at all like a nest of vampire thralls. If anything, they seem less burdened than other villages of roughly the same size you have been to before. Because bandits are taken care of before they can have a chance to settle in?

You take another sip as you ponder his words.

Of course, you will need to stay here for longer to truly make sure nobody is under duress or getting coerced.

When you mention this to Seofon, his face lights up.

“That sounds really fun. I’d be more than happy to help with your investigation,” he chirps. “In exchange, would you let me take a look at that sword of yours?”

“I’m not so sure about that,” you laugh.

He tags along for the next few days anyway.

After a very thorough investigation, you inform the Order that you have found not hide nor hair of any vampire around here, but to make extra sure, you’ll be staying an extra while. Just to make sure.

A few weeks have passed since your arrival in this village and the weather has grown even colder. You’re grateful that now you’re able to wear a scarf without arousing suspicion.

Come summer, you’ll have to figure out something else.

For now though, you return to Seofon’s house, that you moved your measly few belongings to from the inn and as soon as the door shuts behind you, you find yourself with the back against the wall and him flush against you. His skin is still as cold as the day your fingers first brushed against his. Now those same fingers are running through your hair, tugging lightly to tip your head back and expose more of your neck. His other hand is already hard at work undoing the scarf around your neck.

“Seriously?” you laugh and when you reach out to cup his face, his lips brush against your wrist. You can feel the tips of his fangs dragging against your skin. “I’ve been gone for five minutes.”

“It’s been an awfully long five minutes,” he claims. You sigh with a smile, but allow yourself to melt into him. His lips press a line of kisses up your arm and then they’re on your neck. You’re surprised when he finds a spot that isn’t already covered in bite marks that he sinks his teeth into.

There’s a small prick and then a wave of pleasure rolls over your body. You’re grateful for his arms around you as they pull you back into him, as he’s eager to not just steal your blood and your heart but also your warmth as well.

Greedy though it may be, his embrace is more fun to sink into than the pressure of the wall against your back.

The wall that, as you now know, has dozens of stolen swords mounted on it.

[fategranddisorder]

Breaching boundaries (Six)

Warnings: none

"What got you all annoyed? It is not even afternoon." Siete annoyingly pesters the other Eternal and the Erune male grumbles behind his mask.

"I am not" Six curtly replies but his eyes are focused on you, the captain, his captain. Behind his mask he could discreetly follow your movements and actions.

Six brows furrow as your hand gently caresses the ears of all the Erunes you greet when you see them. And it would seem that every single one of them are looking forward to the gentle touch as well. Their heads dipping ever so slightly towards you when you get close enough.

The small action brings a smile upon your lips. Especially when some of the more standoffish Erunes lean towards your touch.

Six huffs as a certain tanned, white haired Erune tilts his back to rest lightly on your stomach as you stand behind him to talk to the other weapon contractors. Your hands gently rub the tips of his ears and the conversation continues like you aren't petting the ears of one of the most dangerous Erune on the table.

Every Erune in the vicinity of you always gets that greeting except for him. You have no qualms trying to steal his mask right off his face, however your sneaky fingers never reach for his ears. 

To caress the ears of an Erune held meaning. Only the ones who reached a certain level of familiarity, trust and affection of the Erune were allowed that honor. While that level differs for everyone it still isn't something that was usually done in greeting, the action is reserved for a more private setting.

Or maybe it was the way Six was taught when he was younger because honestly it seems that some of the more boisterous Erunes on your crew revel in the action, going as far as pouting when you forget to caress their ears.

"Hi!" 

Six stiffens at your greeting, his brooding didn't allow for him to notice you moved from the weapon contractors to the table where he and the other eternals are sitting.

Siete easily demands your attention with a snarky comment. Not to be out done you get into a friendly banter with the blonde. 

The others laugh at the familiarity and occasionally chip in. 

It was annoying, how familiar you are with everyone. How you accept everyone who asks to be part of your crew, how just accept him.

Without saying a word or even a sound for that matter Six stands, he needs some quiet and peace to mull over the feelings and desires you always seem to awaken within him.

The desire for you to rub his ears. It is ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous.

The only sound that is heard is the rustling of his cloak as he moves out of the mess hall and to a quieter place.

Your eyes move from Siete to Six and you frown. You know you get on the Erune's nerves occasionally, but you like to believe you respect most of his boundaries. Especially considering you haven't even said anything to the male today.

"He seems to be in mood" you mutter while rubbing your chin in thought as you watch the eternal walk off.

At your comment Siete snorts, trying and failing to hide his smirk. "Maybe he also wants some of your tlc captain, I promise I won't get jealo- ack" Siete lets out a squawk as you hit him on the back of his head before he could finish that sentence. You roll eyes at the dramatics of the leader of the Eternals before walking away in search for Six.

"Now I am slightly jealous" Siete mumbles and the rest of the group ignores the man. Used to his behaviour regarding you.

"Six?" You call out carefully as you finally find the Eternal at a quieter part of the Grandcypher. The only sign that the man leaning against the hull heard you was the slight shrug of his shoulder and the slight tilt of his head in your direction.

That annoying mask he always insists on wearing prevents you from seeing a single clue as to Six's current mood.

"Captain" 

The Erune acknowledges your presence verbally and you take it as a sign to move closer, close enough that you are mere touch away from him. 

Your inquisitive eyes looking up at the mask that always hides Six's face, yet for him it feels like you could see past the mask. Easily peering past the, quite literal defense, of his emotions.

The question he wants to ask you is on the tip of his tongue. But instead he sighs, the sound a low grumble through the mask.

"So what got you so irked before lunch?" You ask, more like pry in Six opinion, though he knows it is easier to answer you. you would let the topic go, but you would worry. Going out of your way to check up on him. 

"The way you greet the others" 

And you tilt your head in confusion at his statement "The others?".

"Erunes"

At that you shift, your confusion morphing into curiosity. "You mean-" you start before Six nods.

In your gut you knew what it was about. You are an affectionate person, you express your love and familiarity through touch. Yet with Six you always held back a little and it would seem that he took notice.

You let out a breath of air before collecting your wits, this wasn’t Eustace who would flat out demand you pet his ears when he so desired. 

This was Six, who grew skittish when you managed to steal his mask. He must think you did it to get a rise out of him or to tease him but for you it was more than that, it was a moment to look upon his beautiful face, to see and admire all the emotions. Maybe you should let him on that secret someday.

Careful to dance close to boundaries the male before you had set, you never dared to push him further. Afraid it would shatter this delicate bond you had forged with him. Yet to today was a rare window of opportunity for you to finally strengthen that bond.

Carefully you push the cowl of his cloak of his head, and Six swears your eyes twinkle at the way his ears twitch ever so slightly at being exposed to the air.

And for once your fingers ignore the mask and reach up. Gently your fingertips touch the fur and for a moment you stop, seeing if he would recoil.

Yet man before remains silent, unmoving, so you take the lack of his response to continue your caressing. Your fingertips firmly gliding through the fur before gently cupping the ears.

The Erune before you lets out a shuddering breath and tilts his head down, making it easier for you to continue your feather light touches.

After a few breaths his arms finally uncross themselves in favor of moving closer to you. Resting his forehead against your own.  When was the last time he felt like this? When was the last time someone caressed him so gently? And when did his traitorous arms decide it was okay to wrap around your body, his own fingers exploring your back in sync with your touches.

Yet for whatever reason you don't comment on his actions, only letting out a small breath and pushing your forehead against his a little. Almost in nuzzling motion, ignoring feeling of the metal of the mask digging into your skin.

In this quiet corner of Grandcypher, Six felt warm and safe. Like he wasn’t an Eternal, like the tragedy that befell him never happened. Here with you in his arms he is home and it feels like he has always been there.

[granblue-fantasies]

Seofon x Reader x Seox (NSFW)

anonymous asked:

Seofon and (Name) are out on patrol, but little did they know it was mating season and Seox was suffering for way too long

anonymous asked:

uhh for the sharing is caring event, can i request seofon x reader x seox? good luck for the requests!!

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“Easy, now, easy,” Seofon murmured, his hands on your hips to hold you steady. With his back up against a tree and you on your hands and knees between his legs this was hardly a conventional position; but then again, this was hardly a conventional situation.

“Nice and slow,” he coached gently, a soothing lilt to his voice. His instruction was meant for the red-faced Erune behind you, Seox, who was currently gnawing his lip and guiding the head of his cock to your slick and glistening pussy.

“You ready, sweetheart?” Seofon asked. He firmly believed this was no time to be stealing the spotlight from his young companion… Yet despite this conviction, his erection was easy to feel beneath his pants. Your hands stroked it longingly and traced its outline as you nuzzled into his neck. You could hear the quickening of his breath and feel the excited pounding of his pulse against your lips.

As Seox pushed his way inside you Seofon cupped your face in his hands and pulled you into a slow, affectionate kiss. You moaned softly into his mouth as you felt your walls stretch around Seox’s throbbing cock. The Erune’s soft growl was followed by a choked gasp as he bottomed out inside you, his hands gripping your hips and pulling you back against him. 

“Aahh…” he gasped, voice deep and low in his heaving chest. Your tight, warm cunt immediately arrested his senses, the forest surroundings and even the presence of Seofon disappearing around him. All that remained was you — the sight of your body and his connected like this, the feeling of being buried deep inside you, and the fierce anticipation of filling you with his cum, a desire that had kept him awake many a torturous night.

Seofon ran a hand through your hair, and you heard a soft chuckle escape him between the kisses you shared. You giggled and kissed along his jaw, sighing at the fullness of the cock stuffing your pussy from behind. Seox finally moved, rocking his hips back and slamming them forward with a force you hadn’t expected. You yelped and buried your face in Seofon’s neck as Seox picked up the pace of his thrusting, chasing a release of the deep ache he’d felt beneath his navel for days. You groaned Seox’s name as he fucked you into Seofon’s strong embrace, your own name escaping his lips in a desperate rasp. The young Erune’s nails dug into your skin as he clung to you from behind, each swift snap of his hips heralding a pulse of pleasure deep inside you — your voice pitched higher as you whimpered and keened, his cock seeming to hit all the right spots.

You attempted to muffle your cries by burying your face in Seofon’s cloak, managing one breathless plea - “Touch me...”

Seofon slipped his hand down the front of your blouse, palming at your chest, and pressed his face into your hair to conceal his satisfied smirk.

Though today’s mission had begun like any other, it certainly wouldn’t be ending in a way any of you could have expected... 

Not that you had a problem with that, of course.

[granblue-fantasies]

Character A Seofon Character B Gawain >.

Seofon x Reader x Gawain (NSFW)

It wouldn’t surprise you if Seofon had planned this from the start. Teasing you and Gawain over drinks at the bar, pushing the ornery knight’s buttons just enough to trigger that stubborn temper of his.

What Seofon really wanted was an opportunity to make a move on you. The proper pretense had to be established, though, even if it meant watching another man kiss you first.

“You think I don’t know how to please a woman?!” Gawain thundered as he slammed down his glass. “I’ve had more women in a year than you’ve had in your life, you—“

“You’re awfully eager to speak of all your conquests,” Seofon retorted with a shrug. “I just don’t see much evidence to support it, that’s all.”

He shot a glance at you as you suppressed a giggle, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth. It was all to direct the knight’s attention towards you, of course, knowing full well how he’d loathe to feel himself excluded.

Gawain grabbed you by the wrist with a scoff and pulled you roughly against him, hooking his arm around your waist in a clumsy embrace. The hard shell of his armor pinched and prodded you, but your tense body softened as he pushed his insistent lips against yours. The liquor on his breath did nothing to make his overwhelming kiss feel any less animalistic, nor did his thick fingers pushing and rubbing between your legs.

As Gawain released you, you took a dazed step back, only to feel Seofon’s hands at your hips pulling you against him.

“Now, that was rather brutish, wouldn’t you say?” Seofon asked with lilting amusement, pressing his lips against your hair. “Let’s show him how nice a little subtlety can be, hmm?”

As he tipped you back into a slow, sweet kiss, you wondered where exactly this competition was heading.

As it turns out, it headed straight for a seedy back alley, your walk back to the ship interrupted by their game reaching breaking point. Gawain held you tight from behind, trailing sloppy kisses across your shoulders, while Seofon’s lips closed over yours and his fingertips gently teased your nipples.

“Just wait until I get you all to myself,” he crooned to you between the deep kisses you shared.

“Like hell you will,” Gawain growled, “I’ll be taking her back with me.”

Despite their rivalry, there probably wasn’t a safer place in the skydom than here, pressed between the strong bodies of these two extremely competent men. And you found it easy to tune out their bickering as you felt their hard cocks sliding between your ass and thighs, both vying to be the first to enter you.

You were in no hurry to declare a victor — on the contrary, you sincerely hoped it took more than one occasion to settle this particular score.

[granblue-fantasies]

100 Followers Request Event! 🎉

Hello, you darling readers!

I’m so happy and amazed to say this blog has hit 100 followers. I am so deeply grateful for everyone’s support, comments and reblogs. I hope to keep creating fun, sexy content for your enjoyment! 💕

I’d like to do a little request event to commemorate this follower milestone. I will pick a date and time to accept submissions. To participate, you’ll send an ask with your character choice(s) and other applicable details, and I’ll reply with a few lines to illustrate the glorious loving that occurs!

I have a few ideas, but I was thinking it would be best to consult with all of you on which event theme you’d like the most, since I’m doing this for you! 💖

Out of these two, which sounds better?

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🔥 Sharing is Caring:

Debaucherous decadence with a paper-thin explanation.

All will be NSFW.

Format: Character A x Reader x Character B

Example requests:

Lancelot x Reader x Vane

Sturm x Reader x Drang

Of course, wackier combos are always welcome!

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💋 The Kissing Game:

So much can be conveyed with a kiss.

Format: Character x Reader + type of kiss, chosen from a list I create. Some may be SFW, some may be NSFW.

Example requests:

Seox x Reader + shy/nervous kiss

Seofon x Reader + wake-up/morning kiss

Sample of other options: jealous/possessive kiss, happy kiss, sexy/passionate kiss, desperate/needy kiss, angry kiss, and more

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Please let me know your thoughts - I’d be happy to hear other suggestions too. Whichever option isn’t chosen this time will likely return for a future event.

I look forward to getting something planned, I think this will be a lot of fun!

[granblue-fantasies]

Aaah thank you for that Seofon x Reader x Gawain :3 Some really good food!

Oh my god, it was SO fun to write. It was such a great request, one of my favorites so far.

I could have just kept going and going, haha, it was hard to stop! I’m happy to hear you liked it, anon! ❤️

[authorsrhythm]

Seofon/Seox/Feower x Reader: Overwhelmed (SMUT)

A/N: Here’s the nasty part two of my fluff that can be found here. @cheesysquidball here you go >:3c

Overwhelmed. To say that was how you felt was an understatement, considering the three men currently going to town on your body. The feelings you have for Feower, Seox and Seofon we’re only recently reciprocated, but that didn’t stop the four of you from indulging in each other’s bodies.

Seofon’s relentless strength and stamina were great in combat and wonders in the bedroom, for the feeling of his cock in your ass would make you keen were your mouth not already busy.

Seox and his stamina were well renown and well known to you, especially with how many times he’s emptied a load down your throat tonight. His little grunts and whines were indicative of how good he was feeling, despite the ironclad composure of his.

And Feower, well.

“You like my dick in your pussy, don’t ya slut?” He growled out, fucking into you harder then he had before. “Bet you want to be bred full of Eternal seed huh? Want to swell up like a fucking balloon with my pups.”

You whined at his dirty words to the best of your abilities around Seox’s dick as Seofon chuckled. His pace was matched to Feower’s, their synchronicity never leaving you empty. Feower look ready to tear the throats out of the other two, his eyes as wild as a wolf.

“Fill you full of my pups, mine, mine,” he chanted, getting louder and more aggressive with his words and thrusts at each repeat.

Nipping your ear, Seofon chastised Feower. “Calm, Feower,” he sighed out. “Our little princess needs love, not war.” Grabbing your breast and tweaking a nipple, he groaned. “She needs to feel pleasure, first and foremost.”

“A-agreed,” came Seox’s stuttered reply.

“Fuck yeah she does,” Feower growled.

“Let’s give it to her, then,” Seofon chuckled.

The pace went from brutal to mind numbing as the three men fucked you harder. Seofon and Feower were relentless, Feower tugging hard on your nipple while Seofon tweaked your clit. Seox was practically ripping your hair off with how hard he was fucking your face, getting louder and harder.

Your legs were soaked with your juices, you’d come so much tonight. That didn’t stop your body from coming again.

With a final groan from the three men, they seated themselves fully in your holes and emptied their seed into you. Feeling the warmth of Seofon and Feower between your legs, and drinking down the saltiness of Seox’s cum had you spasming in a final orgasm. You went limp when Seox released your hair, panting heavily as your eyes glazed over and a mix of cum and drool trickled down your cheek.

“She took us well, didn’t she?,” Seofon asked, panting.

“She did,” Feower replied. “She needs a fucking bath though.”

Seox chuckled. “I’ve been with you two enough to know how lazy you can be after sex. I’ll draw the bath,” he added as he stood on shaky legs. His tail wagged as he walked, naked, away from the bed.

The other two Eternals simply made themselves comfortable, pulling out slowly as they laid you on your side. Feower kissed your neck as Seofon stroked your hair.

“You guys...,”came the exasperated sigh of Seox. You turned to him, opening your arms as well as you could with how jelly like they were. He came to you willingly, laying his head in your chest as Seofon and Feower held you both securely.

You’d take a bath in a minute. You’d rather sleep in the arms of the three who’d fought their way into your heart.

[authorsrhythm]

Seofon/Seox/Feower x Reader: Start of Something New

A/N: This is part one of a series for my friend @cheesysquidball. This one is just fluff, but it is a polyamourous relationship. Part two is nasty >:3c

To catch the attention of the Eternals is a feat in of itself, but to become romantically involved with one? Unreasonable. Three? You must be joking.

You aren’t as strong as Threo, and not as fast as Tien, and your eyes aren’t as good as Tweyen’s, but you have exceptional talent with magic.

You first garnered the attention of the Eternals during the Eal festival, in which an extremely potent dark spell took out a large pod of eals attacking a small group of erune children. Unbeknownst to you, that group was a set of orphans from Starlight Town under the watch of Seofon. His eyes couldn’t leave you as he watched you quickly dispatch the eals, then turn to a young girl with a few scratches on her. You tender words and gentle touch soothes the girl, and your magic healed her. Seofon was interested.

The next time you ran into the Eternals was on a reconnaissance mission with Ayer, Feather and Randall. The four of you were going undercover as fighters to get information on a mission for Siero, but the men in the arena were a little too...insistent that you go with them. Seox, working in the same mission, was ready to dive into the fray to defend you. Even without magic, however, the group of draph bothering you were quickly dispatched. Soriz and Randall were both insistent you learned melee combat, and their training paid off. Seox’s eyes were wide behind his mask as you quickly patted yourself off and went about your mission. Your dedication and resolve were rock solid. Seox was interested.

After reports from Seofon and Seox about you, Feower was interested in this strange woman who showed equal parts kindness and strength. It reminded him of Tien in their younger years. He ran into you on Port Breeze, and was starstruck. You weren’t what he expected. What did he expect? He can’t even remember. You were elegant in a simple way, an carried yourself as if of noble blood. But you stopped to help everyone you could, with requests big or small. Feower was interested.

You had been watching the three Eternal boys for quite some time, with encouragement from Tweyen and Tien. They were strong and kind, and handsome.

“Your melodies are in time,” Niyon said one day. “They complement each other well. It’s as if their four parts of the same piece.”

You flushed. “I highly doubt that we’re as compatible as you say, Niyon.”

“Seofon hasn’t been able to stop talking about you, though,” Tweyen said. “Seox and Feower haven’t been able to keep their eyes off you,” Tien added.

You flushed redder, and the three women couldn’t help but giggle.

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Seofon called Feower and Seox to discuss the issue at hand.

“We’re all in love with that lovely lady that’s apart of Gran’s crew,” he stated quite plainly. Feower nodded, and Seox huffed in affirmation despite his blush.

“Are you gonna have us duke it out to see who gets her,” Feower asked, quirking an eyebrow at the other man.

Seofon chuckled. “Quite the contrary, actually.” He laid his plan out to his companions, their eyes sparkling and heads nodding.

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That evening on the Grandcypher was quite. Most of the crew had left the ship, save for Rackam and Pengy who needed to do repairs. You stood on the bow, looking down into the endless expanse of sky. A small cough got your attention.

Turning, you came face to face with the objects of your affection: Feower, Seofon and Seox. You nodded at them, then went to turn away. You felt it would be better to ignore your emotions, but they disagreed. Two hands grabbed your wrists as you walked past, pulling you into their grasp.

A solid body acted as your support. A flirting voice came from behind you.

“Darling, you avoid the ones you love?”

You heart sank, ready to deny it, when a timid voice came from the right of you and Seofon.

“We feel the same way,” Seox said. His face was red, his mask off, his eyes averted from you in embarrassed love.

To your left, Feower whispered in your ear. “We just want you all to ourselves. Accept us already.” His hand slid up your thigh as he whispered “submit to us.”

“Now now, Feower,” Seofon said. “Patience. Our lovely lady here will be beneath us soon enough. For now,” he trailed off.

A gentle but firm hand gripped your chin, turning your face to him.

“We show her our feelings.”

“Agreed,” came Seox and Feower’s reply.

And their lips descended upon you.