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glowingbadger · 11 months

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Okay sexy outfit time we're DOIN IT because I COULD NOT get this out of my brain and I've learned to just carpe diem that shit

I will... Probably do a Genshin version of this too tbh... And/or like any other fandom I can justify lmao

What they love to see you wearing in bed

FE3H guys x GN/AFAB reader

NSFW 18+

Lorenz - Oh, it's intricately laced corsets, thigh-high stockings and elaborate silken lingerie all the way for this man. Lorenz relishes in buying you a wide assortment of the highest quality lingerie (all in coordinated matching sets, of course), dressing you up and then carefully and lovingly removing each piece from you, clasp by clasp and strap by strap, kissing every inch of you as he works.

Claude - as an open minded sort, he's of course impressed by anything you wear for him, more than able to appreciate the way your choice of attire (or lack thereof...) accents everything he adores about your body. That said, he gets a special sort of worked-up to see you in the richly patterned, flowing fabrics of Almyra. That you would go through the trouble of procuring such clothes to please him makes him all the more determined to spoil you in turn.

Raphael - Doesn't care so much about what you wear (if anything, complicated hooks and straps can be frustrating when he just wants your body so desperately), but boy, he does love the look of you with nothing on but some honey or sweet cream drizzled over your nipples or down the center of your torso, just ready for him to lick it all off of you.

Ignatz - a huge fan of maid outfits; having come from a merchant family, while he may have had a nanny or tutor, a traditional maid is something exotic and luxurious to him. He's fascinated by all the little details of how the frills accent every part of you that he admires, his hand warm as it slides up your stocking-clad thigh beneath your skirt.

Hubert - also can definitely appreciate a maid outfit, though for him it's more about those delightful power dynamics he loves to play with. Even better though is to have you in a collar, preferably one he hand selected for you, one with a little ring on the front that he can use to direct and guide you. Really though, anything you choose to wear specifically because you think he'd like it will have him devouring you with his eyes and hands.

Ferdinand - in the bedroom, he's quite open minded, and would love to select some luxurious lingerie for you; however, it's far more fun to tease him by wearing something out in public that's just a little too tempting for comfort- a dress with just-too-low of a neckline, tantalizing him with the curve of your breasts. Breeches that hug your ass far too perfectly. It makes his pulse race and his face redden at the very sight.

Linhardt - Lin is a man who deeply focuses on whatever's caught his attention, so he's more than happy to take his time with you in bed. As such, while he'll grumble at first about the extra effort, he actually quite likes complicated, strappy sets of lingerie so he can savor removing it from you piece by piece. The slow and meticulous way he obsesses over each inch of you as it's revealed to him almost becomes unbearably sensual and intimate.

Caspar - whatever you're wearing, he just loves to watch it come off. It's not that he's rushing (okay, sometimes he's rushing), but more than it's just so sexy to see you tug your shirt over your head and reveal your beautiful breasts, or bend over so he can watch your ass and hips as you tug down your pants. It just drives him wild with anticipation, he can't wait to carry you into his bed.

Seteth - listen, I feel like the Nabateans had to have some kind of erotic wedding-night attire. Something pseudo-ceremonial in draping white fabric that's paradoxically sinful to behold. So when you find an illustration in a dusty old book in the Abyss and commission a similar garment to wear to surprise Seteth after a long day of work? Goddess, he's lost. It's going to be a long night.

Jeritza - he never knew it until you, but he's actually weak to all sorts of outfits and aesthetics. Sweet cream or syrup down your body for him to lick up? Obsessed. Frilly, feminine underthings for him to literally tear off of you? Divine. But his favorite is to have you panting and whimpering beneath him in your normal every-day attire that's been pulled open, tugged out of the way, a wrinkled mess from the frenzy of him just needing to touch and taste you.

Yuri - while he certainly thinks you look stunning in anything, he's actually not much one for elaborate outfits or costumes. With you, he wants to be able to just see you and adore you. So his absolute favorite is to see you in nothing but a beautiful necklace that he'd selected just for you. In a strange way, being almost naked seems so much more erotic than actually wearing nothing.

Dedue - he absolutely adores seeing you wearing nothing but one of his casual tunics or undershirts, seeing how it dwarfs you by comparison regardless of body type. It's so domestic and sweet and makes him want to pull you close and run his hands under the fabric- and then savor the way his clothes still smell like you the next day.

Felix - He won't say it aloud, but it's obvious from how he stares and how handsy he gets that he's deeply aroused by seeing you in training/workout gear with the fabric of your shirt clinging to your sweat-dewed skin. Sometimes, you look just tempting enough to cut training a bit short to get back to his room together- you're just too distracting.

Dimitri - interestingly, regardless of his state of mind, a feminine and 'princess-y' gown or frilly white bridal lingerie really do it for him. On better days, it feels traditionally romantic in a way that makes him feel so intimately close to you. During his more 'chaotic' stage, he wants to tear the flimsy fabric off of you and ravage you.

Ashe - he's big into the sorts of things he would stumble into lavish descriptions of in romantic novels, blushing but still guiltily reading with rapt attention- decorative corsets and especially clingy thigh-high stockings with garters. It's so romantic and impractical in a way that only enhances the fantasy for him.

Sylvain - it's tempting to just leave it at "any and everything" with a guy like him, and that is more or less true. Sylvain is a man of broad and varied tastes. That said, he's particularly fond of seeing you in the Garreg Mach uniform, the skirt rolled short and shirt buttoned low. Having you like this fulfills all sorts of fantasies he'd had during his school days, and he just loves teasing you about being such a naughty student.

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thatanimewriter · 2 years

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REQUESTING RULES + CHARACTER LIST

➳ i don’t do smut, but i’ll allow suggestive themes ➳ no more than eight (8) characters per ask ➳ no yandere characters or reader ➳ no abo fics ➳ i won’t be doing match-ups ➳ no crossover fics ➳ please specify if it’s a reader insert or general headcanons ➳ no limit to how many asks, you’re welcome to dump :))

full requesting rules (please read before submitting)

REQUESTS: 20/20 character list is under the cut

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐄𝐊𝐈 𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐀 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

sora shiro (platonic or paternal only) riku dola schwi dola (platonic or paternal only)

𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐊𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐑𝐖𝐁𝐘 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐉𝐈 (𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀 (𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 (𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺)

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𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌: 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 (𝘥𝘭𝘤 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥)

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𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄

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𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 (𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦)

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𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐀𝐈: 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋 (𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 2.2)

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𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 (𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 1)

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bloomingforerza · 2 years

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*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･**･゜ﾟ･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･**･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

characters i write for

so in terms of anime, these are the only anime you can request any character for:

fairy tail

attack on titan

ouran high school host club

snow white with the red hair

my hero academia (will not write smut)

free!

tokyo revengers (except kisaki he can eat shit)

however, here is a list of anime and other things with the characters i will write for:

hunter hunter:

hisoka morow

blue exorcist:

rin okumura

yukio okumura

loz: botw

prince sidon

stardew valley:

sebastian

abigail

shane

food wars!

alice nakiri

spy x family

loid forger

yor forger

yuri briar

fire emblem three houses

any blue lions member(s) EXCEPT: ashe ubert, annette dominic, dedue

any golden deer member(s) EXCEPT: raphael kirsten, ignatz victor

blue lock

meguru bachira

seishiro nagi

rin itoshi

maybe the list will grow in the future, but as of now this is all i can handle. feel free to send me a request!

#characters i write for

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umiarumi · 3 years

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fucking three houses | ignatz victor

in the wise words of cupcakke, slurp that dick til it cum (smack my ass like a drum)

You skidded backwards as Byleth landed the finishing blow to your side. Stumbling, you let out a defeated huff and dropped your training sword, stretching your arms.

"Jeez teach, even after five years comatose, you still best me in sword-fighting. And that's meant to be my thing!" You guffawed, heavily breathing in between words. You outstretched a gloved hand to your teacher, meeting his blank stare.

"It's mine too." He said, shaking your own hand. You deadpanned before bursting into laughter again.

"You'd be right on that one, teach!" You shook your head, continuing to grin at him, retracting your hand and letting it rest on your hip.

"Your reflexes have sharpened, and your footwork is impressive. You've trained well." He complimented, at which you felt your cheeks darken.

"Ah, thanks! Any constructive criticism?" You hummed, placing the sword back into the pile.

"Yes, you need to put more strength into your strikes." He explained, replacing his own.

You nodded gratefully, looking up to the sky. The sun started to set, a few spotty clouds resting above the two of you.

"I'm turning in for the day, (Y/N). I will be in my personal quarters if you need me." He bid you goodbye before strutting off like usual. As simple as the guy was, he had this odd charm.

"Guess I'll turn in too then... nothing wrong with a stroll around the monastery!" You cheered to yourself. You wiped your sweating face with the sleeve of your top before sauntering off.

~~~~

As you walked alongside the grassy plains of the monastery outskirts, you spotted a small green figure crouching in the distance. You could barely spot them among all the spurts of long grass decorating the land. You walked slowly as to avoid startling them, squinting to see what the hell it was they were doing. On further examination, you recognised that choppy, blonde head of hair.

Continuing to saunter to his destination, you soon picked out exactly what it was he was doing. Painting! You two had talked about your secret hobbies, your own being reading. You smiled at the thought, remembering how shocked each of you was to each other's hobby. You thought you had a pretty strong bond with Ignatz when you returned, so now seems a good time to have a chat!

You approached behind him quietly, taking time to, for once, keep your voice at a low volume.

"Uh, hi Ignatz!" You whisper yelled, flinching as the dirty blonde jumped in surprise. He turned around, breathing a sigh of relief after registering who it was.

"Oh! It's just you, (Y/N). You shocked me, haha!" He nervously greeted you, fidgeting with his paintbrush.

You grinned, waving at him. "Sorry man, I tried not to scare ya!" You chuckled bashfully, before sitting down next to him.

"So, whatcha painting and how are ya doing, Ignatz?" You asked, looking over to him curiously.

His gaze landed on your own, his earthy eyes seeming to be stuck to your own, a tension almost bubbling.

He shook his head, smiling softly at you.

"Ah, simply the view. It really is quite mesmerising in the evening, wouldn't you agree?" Enthusiasm built in his tone as he explained, his soft smile turning into a gleeful grin, matching your own.

You nodded, giving him a thumbs up. "I agree! I never really took time to take in the sights of the monastery, but now that I've matured... yeah, it really is a beautiful place, huh?" You hummed, looking off to the villages surrounding the base of the mountainous terrain.

He simply hummed to your question. "You're right (Y/N), you've really matured." He complimented, at least, that's what you hoped.

You gave a short laugh, scratching your neck. "Yeah, thanks! I used to be a rowdy one, but I think the past few years have smoothed some of the edges. Not all of 'em though!" You cheered, tilting your head appreciatively. You looked to him, catching his lingering gaze. His face heated up slightly, nodding to you.

"If you don't mind, I uh, have a request..." He mumbled, refusing to meet your eye. He pushed his glasses back, taking a quick peek at your face. If you blinked you would've missed it, he seemed so shy right now!

"Sure thing! If it isn't gold or assassination plans, I'm open!" You beamed, leaning in to hear what he had to ask.

He chuckled anxiously at your response. Even after knowing you for such a long time, having a girl so close to him was nerve-wracking.

"Nothing of the sort, don't worry. I was wondering, well, may I paint your likeness?" He muttered quietly, his heart stammering. His stomach drops after a few seconds of silence before daring to peek at the mystery of what your expression could be.

However, he was pleasantly surprised at what he saw. Your face was dark, lips pursed tight in a taught smile. You stuttered as you replied.

"Y-you wanna paint me! For real?! This is such an honour, seriously, thank you Ignatz!"

Ignatz gasped, anticipating anything but your reaction.

"Oh really, it's no worries!" He waved his hand dismissively, his own face reddening like a tomato.

The two of you continued to throw gratefulness at each other for what seemed like forever until you found yourselves at his dorm.

~~~~

"Well Ignatz, what kind of painting would you like to make?" You asked, sitting on a plush, velvet stool in his room. You looked around the place, noting the birthday flowers from Byleth, the spare easels and art supplies.

"Well, whatever you'd like truly, as long as I may paint you." He answered, humbly smiling and looking down at you.

You smirked, raising a brow. "How about a nude painting then?" You asked teasingly, crossing your legs.

He smiled at the idea. "Oh, what a good idea! I haven't had many references for the female anatomy and I've always been interested in..." The colour seemed to drain from his face as he realised just exactly what you suggested.

You stifled a chuckle, watching him stutter and rush to speak.

"O-oh! I didn't realise, no, I mean of course I would love to! Ah, that's too forward, no um... I don't want to pressure you, argh!" The colour which had left soon returned in the form of a crimson storm.

You laughed, shaking your head.

"Ignatz, really, it's no worries. I would genuinely not mind, I'm happy to as long as you are." You attempted to calm him down, smiling.

He took a deep breath, nodding.

"Then, yes. We're both adults now, there's no need to freak out." He seemed to try to convince himself rather than you.

"Exactly!" You smiled, standing up. "Alright, I'll undress now." You hummed, thinking.

You had already teased him by suggesting a nude painting, and stripping in front of the blushing boy... you could make this fun for yourself. And maybe even both of them. Claude may have just had a point.

You held his gaze as you unclasped your armour, placing it down on his desk, avoiding the parchment and sketches.

Next, you untied your cropped top, letting it fall to the floor leaving only your bodice on your upper half.

Undoing your bra, you broke his gaze for a moment only to look back immediately. His body seemed to stiffen, in more ways than one, once he caught sight of your breasts slightly bouncing as you stopped stretching.

You wiggled out of your puffed pants, sitting back down to pull them all the way off along with your boots and leggings.

"Nearly there!" You huffed, as you stood back up, shedding your underwear.

By then, Ignatz' face had erupted into a furious blush. His eyes lingered all too long on your exposed vagina, causing you to grin teasingly as he met your gaze.

"Now, shall we?" You asked, sitting upon the comforting stool once more.

He seemed to snap out of his daze at those words, tugging on his coat. Pulling out his desk chair, he set it in front of you. Pulling his easel across the room, the slight scratching of wood against wood was the sole sound of the tension-filled room.

Setting a canvas down, he seemed to take a few deep breaths before grabbing a pencil.

"How would you like me to pose?" You asked, smiling. This could be interesting.

"Oh, yes, uh, however you'd like to, really!" He stumbled upon his words, before finally holding your gaze.

"Got it." You responded. How could you tease him further? As you contemplated, you finally came across a decision. You leant one leg over another, giving him a subtle view of your exposed cunt.

You raised your arm, letting your gloved hand sit beneath your chin. Your upper arm pressed against your left breast, giving you slight cleavage, You gave him your signature cheeky grin, before raising a brow.

Speaking through your teeth, you asked him a question. "How's this?"

"J-j-just perfect!" He stuttered, shutting his eyes tight before reopening them and focusing.

"Now, hold that pose for me?" He asked, finally confident and contained. At least, on the outside.

You were content with holding your pose, as long as you could continue to tease him after he finished his sketch was your real goal. Whether or not anything transpired... well, you'd be lying if you said you didn't want anything to.

As you waited, you watched Ignatz' face morph into one of pure concentration, reminding you of how admirable he was. Despite his preference to stay on the quiet side of things, he was a talented man. Both on the battlefield and in the artistic field.

Minutes passed until Ignatz' face settled into a satisfied smile, signifying his completion of the sketch. You grinned wider at this, his face was adorable when he was proud!

"Thank you, (Y/N)." He thanked you. Refusing to look in your direction, he was reminded of the tightness in his pants.

"No, thank you, Ignatz! Actually... it had me wondering... may you do a favour for me?" Your voice dropped into a whisper, so his gaze fell upon your figure. Your eyelids drooped as a sultry smile fell upon your lips.

He gulped at this, yet nodding nonetheless. "Anything."

"Wonderful." You commented pleasantly. Standing up, you sauntered towards him. Aware of his gaze dropping to your softly bouncing tits as you took confident strides towards him.

Once right in front of him, looking down upon his still seated form you grinned.

"Let me... repay the favour you did for me?" You asked, tilting your head, curious.

He swallowed nervously once more, before nodding shyly. He fiddled with his hands, struggling to meet your gaze.

"How... how would you like to do so?" He mumbled, occasionally peeking up at your towering form.

"Well, if I put it bluntly... let me please you." You deadpanned, the loose smirk on your lip tugging back into place on your face, cheeks steadily growing rosier.

His face officially became a competitor for ripest tomato, and he nodded excitedly.

"Please... do." He muttered.

Your lazy smirk grew into a full-on grin. Quickly, you dropped to your knees.

He gasped at the inclination of your actions, his jaw staying dropped as you worked his pants downwards.

You slid his undergarments off, his cock bouncing free of its strained containment.

You licked a stripe up his cock, leaving a trail of saliva in your wake. He shuddered, a slight moan escaping his taught lips.

You gave a kiss to the bulbous, pink head of his dick before letting it slip in between your mouth.

His breath shuttered as you began to work a continuous up-and-down rhythm on his cock.

He gasped in time with each bob of your head, his hand slowly reaching its way to the back of your head. He looked down to check with you for permission, and you winked, giving your best inclination of consent.

And with that, he began to thrust into your mouth and push your head at the same time. God, he was insanely fast and rough, but you controlled your erratic throat muscles. It was pretty damn hot, especially for a guy so shy.

Your hand snaked down to your dripping pussy, the situation you orchestrated obviously having an effect on yourself. Not a negative one though, not at all.

You harshly began to rub your clit, not bothered with dragging it out. You were looking to climax, and by the sounds of Ignatz, he was too.

As you rubbed your sensitive bud, you moaned around his dick. The vibrations caused Ignatz to shudder, closing his eyes tightly.

"I'm gonna cum! Ah, (Y/N) you're making me cum!" He moans, groaning as you felt his cock still, and as the warm, bitter burst of cum in your mouth exploded, so did you. Your pussy clenched around emptiness, yet the throbbing in your clit as you orgasmed satisfied you all the same.

Your head slipped off his softening dick, a pleased smile settling on your face as you swallowed. As bitter as it was, you had nowhere else to hide the evidence.

"Thank you, Y/N)... that was... so good." He whispered, giving you a sweet smile. He leant down and kissed the top of your head and you chuckled.

"But I must ask, is that what you were learning whilst you were gone for so long?"

"Ignatz!?"

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natvrefairy · 3 years

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request rules

a/n: if you would like to request anything, please read through this post first. thank you

✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

what i will / will not do

- i will do character x reader

- i will do character x character

- i will do oneshots, imagines and headcannons

- i will do sequels or turn something into a series if requested

- i will do platonic or romantic relationships

- i will always represent the reader as female, unless otherwise requested

- i will write lgbtq+ characters

- i will always include content warnings including anything that could potentially upset anyone

- i will also have my posts up on my wattpad account. i have the same username on there (natvrefairy). there's a link in my bio if you want to check it out

- i will not be using american spelling, as i am australian; some words therefore may be spelled differently to what some of you are used to

- i will not write for real people

- i will not do any smut. i apologise in advance, but it is just something i am not comfortable with doing

- i will not write detailed self-harm scenes. i will write characters with mental health conditions, and i may use self-harm implications, but i will never go into too much detail with the self-harm

to request

please send an ask or a message, including fandom, character/s, character x reader or character x character, whether you want a platonic or romantic relationship, and any plot or idea you would like. alternatively if you don’t have a particular plot idea, i’m also open to prompts. my prompt list is here. alternatively, if you have your own starter you'd like me to use, feel free to send that through instead. also, if you're sending an anonymous request, please make sure you include preferred pronouns for the reader; otherwise i won't be able to send you a message and will just write the reader as female with she/her pronouns

fandoms I will write for

the certain characters i write for will be included under each fandom heading

- julie and the phantoms

o julie

o luke

o reggie

o alex

o willie

- nevermoor

o morrigan crow

o hawthorne swift

o cadence blackburn

o jack/john korrapati

- harry potter/fantastic beasts and where to find them

o harry potter

o hermione granger

o draco malfoy

o fred weasley

o george weasley

o neville longbottom

o luna lovegood

o sirius black

o remus lupin

o newt scamander

- the umbrella academy

o five hargreeves

o klaus hargreeves

o ben hargreeves

- bbc merlin

o merlin

o arthur

o morgana

o gwen

o sir gwain

o sir lancelot

- disney descendants

o mal

o evie

o carlos

o jay

o uma

o harry

o gil

- black butler

o ciel phantomhive

o sebastian michaelis

o finny

o grell

o undertaker

- my hero/boku no hero academia

o izuku midoriya

o katsuki bakugo

o tenya iida

o shoto todoroki

o toru hagakure

o tsuyu asui

o shota aizawa

o dabi

o toga

- mystic messenger

o yoosung

o 707

o jaehee

- fire emblem: three houses

o byleth (male/female)

o all blue lions

o claude von riegan

o ignatz victor

o lysithea von ordelia

o seteth

- pokemon (the games; not the anime)

red/blue:

o red

o blue

heart gold/soul silver:

o silver

sun/moon/ultra:

o hau

o lillie

o gladion

sword/shield:

o hop

o bede

o marnie

o leon

o piers

o raihan

- rise of the guardians

o jack frost

- if there’s a fandom you want me to write for that i haven’t listed, feel free to ask and i’ll let you know if i can do it or not

if you got this far, thank you for sticking with me and reading all that! requests are open, so feel free to send something in whenever you want!

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missregencape · 5 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: My Unit | Byleth & Claude von Riegan, My Unit | Byleth/Claude von Riegan Characters: Claude von Riegan, My Unit | Byleth, F!Byleth - Character, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ignatz Victor, Lorenz Hellman Gloucester, Raphael Kirsten, Lysithea von Ordelia, Leonie Pinelli, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Edelgard von Hresvelg Additional Tags: Fluff, Falling In Love, Secret Crush, Teasing, Pining, Jealousy, Eventual Romance, maybe smut later on, A bit of occasional angst Summary:

Claude has always been a great tactician and schemer. Always one step ahead and prepared for any possible ambush. What he wasn't prepared for, was falling in love with his professor, though. So before he even knew it himself he was bound to that misterious woman's spell.

#fire emblem #three houses #fire emblem three houses #claude von regan #claude von riegan #byleth #f!byleth #female byleth #claude x byleth #claude x f!byleth #fluff #crush #teasing #pining #jealousy #romance #my unit byleth #claude

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ao3feed-danganronpa · 4 years

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Danganronpa 3H: Seasons of Warfare

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2USTiym

by Driven12

The class of Garreg Mach Monastery have been thrown into a Fodlan alternative of the ever-popular killing game. Nobody remembers why they're there, what their purpose is, or what has happened to the world around them. All they know is that this black-and-white bear who calls himself Monokuma is wanting them to partake in some sort of killing game. In a battle for survival, a battle to keep from falling into despair, the Ultimate Students of Garreg Mach Ultimate Academy must persevere through this twisted game of Danganronpa.

Words: 4811, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Fire Emblem Series, Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Monokuma (Dangan Ronpa), Edelgard von Hresvelg, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Claude von Riegan, Hubert von Vestra, Dorothea Arnault, Caspar von Bergliez, Petra Macneary, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Ingrid Brandl Galatea, Ignatz Victor, Leonie Pinelli, Annette Fantine Dominic, Marianne von Edmund, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Cyril (Fire Emblem)

Additional Tags: Fan Killing Game (Dangan Ronpa), Character Death, Blood and Gore, Angst, Memory Loss, No Smut, POV Multiple

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2USTiym

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #dangan ronpa #danganronpa #dr

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glowingbadger · 2 years

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This is incredibly random but love your writing and this is the first time I’ve ever sent an ask but I just wanted to share. I was joking around with my boyfriend about what we thought about some of our favorite fe3h men and their taste. I offer you, Felix, Sylvain, and Dimitri are all tit men. On a sliding scale of smaller to bigger. My boyfriend also jokingly said Felix’s taste was “tiny annoying women”. Which he means affectionately as Felix S supports some of his favorites. He also said Ferdinand and Claude are ass men. Would love to hear your thoughts HAH love to read your writing and I hope you have a lovely day 💕

Well would you look at that, it is headcanon break time! As always, no clue if any of these takes are hot, but here's what my dumb and rotted brain has to say bout this.

((edit - literally forgot that we've learned that Rodrigue is currently still happily married while writing this lmao whatever, disregard canon, fuck dilfs))

FE3H guys fav part of fem/AFAB Reader-chan's body

NSFW 18+ V

Dimitri - Agreed, way into tits, loves that you can embrace him and hold him while he kisses and sucks on them, loves being near your chest and hearing your heartbeat

Dedue - Ass man through and through, loves just filling those big hands of his with your ass and pulling you against him. He has a habit of staring at it when he's horny but doesn't want to bother you.

Felix - Easily flustered by all sorts of aspects of your body, but the tits are definitely way up there, as you say. He tries not to admit it because you can so easily hear him panting and see him blush when he plays with them.

Sylvain - Loves it all tbh lol- more specifically though, I think he genuinely loves getting to see and pleasure your pussy, and the soft, plush skin of your inner thighs and lower lips.

Ashe - Adores to tenderly kiss along the smooth skin of your back and shoulders and watch the way your spine arches when he makes you feel really good. It's subtle, but incredibly intimate.

Hubert - Your expressions, with special attention payed to your lips. His arousal is very psychological, so he wants to see you pleading, panting, blushing, the whole nine yards.

Ferdinand - Partially agree with 'ass' here, but imo, it's more about the hip/upper thigh area. He likes to watch your body move and the way the softness of your hips presses into his hands.

Linhardt - Tits, one hundred percent. He wants to use them as a pillow, surrounded by your scent while he caresses and buries his face in them.

Caspar - Ass, and loves to fuck you as hard as he can (which is damn hard, btw) so he can see it jiggle and bounce against him. Habitually grabs a handful of it for leverage to get nice and deep.

Claude - Also a hard agree on this one, definite ass-man, and will shamelessly grab it and give it a nice squeeze when he's feeling feisty. Definitely appreciates the overall physique though.

Lorenz - Legs, it's all about the legs. He wants them wrapped around his head and fucking suffocating him while he goes down on you, or trembling while you cum. There's something so elegant about the curves of your legs that he's obsessed with.

Raphael - Tits for sure- he likes cradling you against him on his lap to kiss you and suck on your breasts. Having you against him like this just emphasizes how big he is compared to you.

Ignatz - He's got broad tastes, but focuses a lot on movements, especially of your hips and your hands. Watching you stroke his cock or masturbate for him makes him positively desperate.

Seteth - As a man of intellect, age and experience, he's another who can appreciate a range of things, but ultimately I think it's kissing your breasts and especially your nipples that really riles him. He loves to know he's touching you in a way that you like.

Jeritza - He loves to kiss and bite your stomach. The softness and unexpected sensitivity is addicting, and he loves to leave bite-marks there knowing that only you will know they're there.

Yuri - Your hands, your neck - surprisingly erotic spots where he can feel your pulse while he makes your heart pound with deep, erotic kisses and playful bites.

Balthus - Another ass-man- like Caspar, he loves to fuck you deep and hard from behind and watch your ass bounce in response. He can definitely get into spanking you if you're into that.

Jeralt - Thighs specifically. He loves the way they squeeze around his hips when he pushes really deep and you're trembling from the stimulation, and likes to hold onto them while he fucks you.

Rodrigue - Tits, but especially your nipples. He adores feeling them stiffen against his tongue or between his fingers, the adorable and erotic way they respond to his touch.

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glowingbadger · 2 years

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No one asked for this and no one will read this damn thing because I am a sad bitch who loves her rare favs lmao. I got the idea of a Lorenz x Ignatz x Reader threesome into my brain because they're such good friends and respect each other so much and I love their dynamic and I couldn't get it out of my head. That said. Writing threesomes fucking sucks lmao I will endeavor to do so as infrequently as possible, I think.

This also got, like. Stupid long. But y'know what, I had fun with it, and I'm happier knowing that a fic for Reader-chan to get dicked down by two of my most underrated favs exists now.

Though once again this is one of those ones I've worked on for so long that I don't know if it's good anymore lmao so cue me in like three weeks going back to fix some phrasing and pacing

cw: threesome, sorta voyeur/exhibition kink, very light degradation towards the end there, the boys flirt with each other but are mostly focused on Reader-chan

** "wife," is used here, but no pronouns

Lorenz & Ignatz (FE3H) x AFAB Reader

A little threesome between friends

NSFW 18+

An artist's eyes rest differently on the skin than a poet's. Your husband's gaze is worshipful, spilling with open affection. Lorenz wears his feelings in a way perhaps unbecoming of a politician. But now it's Ignatz whose line of sight follows you from behind his glasses, and his eyes- a pretty shade of chestnut brown which you've grown only more fond of -they hold on you with an obsessive kind of focus. He scans and memorizes you, his usual polite deference set aside as he studies.

Today, you're only sitting for a few preliminary sketches. You're seated across from him, close enough to touch, close so that he can observe the smallest details of your features, and yet Ignatz exhibits none of the shrinking timidity one might expect of a man like him alone with his Lord's wife. There's nothing timid about the way he's looking at you now.

You're as still as you can manage, hoping not to disrupt the artistic process. Your hands fuss mindlessly on your lap with the fabric of the casual day-gown you wear, commissioned specifically for you by your husband like most of your wardrobe. Modeling offers little to occupy your thoughts, so in your own way, you study Ignatz in turn. His hand moves with commanding certainty across the page, directing lines into formation like soldiers. His expression is unusually stern, lending him a more masculine air than he may typically evoke. Perhaps this is what inspires you to note the slight but firm musculature of his shoulders and chest, indicative of the archery training he's maintained as part of his knightly obligations. You wonder idly what his body looks like beneath that crisply tailored shirt and vest. You wonder whether a painter's hands would be as skillful on your skin as they are on canvas.

Sunlight streams in through elongated bay windows around the Gloucester manor's master bedroom, suddenly reflecting sharply off of Ignatz's glasses. For a moment, the glare nearly blinds you, and you stifle an awkward laugh and blink your eyes back into focus. When you do, you see that you've shaken him from his trance-like state. His eyes meet yours over the page, but he quickly glances back down as though only now noticing how close you are. Before he can bury himself once more in his work, you speak up,

"Ignatz, I actually had one more request for the final painting, if that's alright with you."

"Yes- of course," he quickly replies, his posture straightening as he looks back up at you.

"Since it's a gift for Lorenz, I was actually hoping it would be a nude piece," you speak without a hint of embarrassment, but it doesn't calm Ignatz's nerves quite the way you'd hoped. His face flushes red, graphite scratching harsh across the page in his hands.

"Is- is that so?" he seems unable to produce any more substantial reply. You stand, smoothing out the front of your skirt as you say,

"Is that a problem? You've done that sort of thing before, right?"

"Well, yes- but- I mean," Ignatz stumbles over his words, "never with so-someone I, er, someone so..."

You smile warmly at him and approach where he sits, his sketch pad held almost protectively to his chest.

"You know that you can refuse if you're not comfortable with anything at all that I ask of you," you say softly, "Lorenz feels the same. You may be a knight, but you're our friend first."

Those warm brown eyes meet you with absolute sincerity, and he takes the hand you offer him.

"I... can hardly imagine anything either of you could request of me that I wouldn't happily offer, to the best of my ability."

The unexpectedly serious tenor of his voice causes your face to warm, and your smile broadens despite yourself.

"Well, in that case," you say, urging him up to his feet, then releasing his hand and turning to face away from him, "would you help me get undressed? Those laces can be hard to reach on my own."

You can't see his expression now, but you almost laugh just imagining it- the moment of restless silence tells you he must be adorably flustered. At last, you hear a mumbled, "of course," and you feel him standing just behind you- feel his breath tickling the back of your neck. His hands are unsteady at first, but he's warm so near to you like this, and you almost want to lean back against him. He fumbles with the laces, clumsy fingers brushing your skin, only further straining his nerves.

"There's a clasp at the top," you offer.

"Huh? Oh- yes, I- I see."

The fabric slackens around you, drooping down and exposing your bare back to him, and yet he remains so close that you hardly notice the cooler air on your skin. You wonder how the sight presents itself to an artist's sensibilities. The way he quietly lingers, transfixed until you turn to face him, speaks volumes.

"Yes- well, I- I should..." he lets his words drift, his face now a bright crimson as he turns back to his seat and his materials. You continue undressing, conscious of how his eyes avoid you. Ignatz fusses with his supplies, his paper, straightens his clothes, cleans his glasses- anything to keep his gaze from landing on your exposed form. That is, until you recline on the chair before him, and ask,

"How do you want me?"

"Pa- Pardon?" he fumbles his glasses back into place. You give a slanted smile.

"How would you like me to pose for you, Ignatz?"

"Oh," he exhales, swallows, then says, "However is comfortable for you, for now. These are just preliminary studies, so I only need to be able to... observe you." The last words are choked out seemingly with great effort, but you simply nod and recline comfortably in the luxuriously upholstered armchair across from him.

Ignatz is far too fun to tease, especially when he makes his interest so abundantly apparent. Still, you resolve to behave yourself so he can work, at least for now. Time passes in a more comfortable silence; he's regained some semblance of focus, his gaze steady and studious once again. Rather, it would appear that way, if not for the lingering pink tinge of his complexion, or the anxious way he shifts in his seat from time to time. But you leave him be and sit patiently for long minutes which build on to an hour until the sun hangs lower and shadows stretch longer across the elegant master bedroom.

"Y/N, could you try moving your arm to rest a little further down? And... hm," Ignatz brow lowers, "If you tilt your head up, and... a little to your right, perhaps?"

"Like this?" you do your best to follow his instructions, though in the fugue of his creative vision, they're less than precise. His frown deepens.

"Not quite- a bit more towards-"

"Come show me," you suggest. Ignatz pauses, opening his mouth to speak, then closing it without a word. He gets to his feet and approaches.

You both put a valiant effort into ignoring your exposed state as he guides you, gesturing you closer to how he wants you positioned. Eventually, his hand nears, and he stammers out,

"If- If you don't mind."

"Of course," you smile, "I'm all yours."

His hand is unusually warm on yours as he moves it into place to his satisfaction. He's so intimately close, and the air between you is laden with near-tangible tension as his touch trails up your arm to angle it how he likes. Ignatz smells of the oil medium for his paints, you notice. It's a scent you never would have thought of as romantic, but now there's an undeniable charm about it.

"Then- your face, if you could just..." a tentative hand nears your cheek, and when you show no hesitation, his touch guides you to look up and to the right, just as he's said. Just so that your eyes naturally meet. Just so that mere inches remain between you.

Ignatz inhales sharply as you shift forward and press your lips to his. His are wonderfully soft, and you're surprised when he doesn't pull away. If anything, he seems frozen in place, enraptured by your kiss until your tongue briefly grazes his bottom lip. At this, for a moment, a split instant, he leans into you, and you feel the warmth of his own tongue meeting yours. Then, he lurches back.

"I- I'm so sorry!" he stammers out. He moves to step away from you, but you catch his trembling hand, quickly rising to your feet to face him.

"Ignatz, hold on-"

"Dear Goddess, what have I done," Ignatz gingerly touches his fingertips to his lips, "It's- it's unforgivable! And if-" color rapidly drains from his face, "if Lorenz were to find out-!"

"Ignatz," you speak firmly, cutting through his frantic spiral, one hand squeezing his and the other gently at his cheek, "It's fine. Lorenz already knows."

"I... what?" his befuddled expression would be adorable if you weren't so concerned with calming him. You smile warmly and step closer to him, hardly even thinking of your state of undress. Yet just as you begin to speak, the latch of the bedroom door clicks as it opens.

Ignatz stands rooted to the floor, far too close to his Lord's naked wife, and said Lord pauses to observe the scene.

"Ah, splendid," Lorenz says at last, shrugging off his tailcoat, "I see you two have already discussed things in full."

"Well, not quite 'in full'," you mutter as your husband approaches the two of you. Unflinching and utterly unperturbed, he leans down to place a gentle, loving kiss to your lips, which you happily return while Ignatz watches, flabbergasted.

"I, er..." he seems to want to speak, but words escape him. Lorenz, meanwhile, absently undoes the front of his cravat while glancing over at where sketches of your naked form sprawl across a small stack of long-forgotten pages.

"Why, Ignatz, your work is striking as ever," he says with a smile before returning to your side and caressing your cheek fondly. Lavender eyes openly appreciate the sight of you before him, traveling down, then back up your frame, "you have very nearly captured a fraction of my Y/N's boundless radiance- a feat the likes of which I only expect from an artist of your caliber."

"Lorenz- Y/N-" Ignatz's eyes dart towards his old friend, then to you, then back to Lorenz on being met with your nude figure before him, "what exactly is happening here?!" he finally manages, rushing the words out before they abandon him.

Your husband looks to you to speak first, unusually deferential. You recall how insistent he'd been that this be an offer to a dear friend, never an order from a ruling Lord. With a somewhat apologetic smile, you take Ignatz's trembling hand and gently say,

"Well, put simply, Lorenz and I... had hoped that you would join us tonight," seeing the disbelief in his expression, you clarify, "In our bed. The three of us."

"The... the three of us..." Ignatz repeats, breathless as his face burns crimson, "You- you can't mean that- I mean, you both-? This... this is a joke of some kind, surely!"

Lorenz scoffs at this.

"Come now, have you ever known me as the sort of man to jest about such things? We both desire you quite earnestly, Ignatz. Aside from which," he steps towards his friend and brings an elegant hand to caress his cheek, eyes half-lidded but unwaveringly focused. His voice lowers and he leans down toward his blushing knight before him, "there is no other man to whom I could possibly entrust Y/N's pleasure."

Then, their lips meet, and Ignatz practically crumbles before you as you watch. His knees tremble, his breath stills. If your kiss had captivated him, Lorenz's overwhelms him- understandable, as you know your husband's lips and tongue to be exceptionally skillful. You lean at Ignatz's side, running a hand up his chest and smiling when you feel the way his heart pounds at the combined affections of you and your lover. Once their kiss gradually parts, you murmur near his ear,

"Do you want this, Ignatz? We don't have to continue if-"

"Yes," he says, breathless but certain. He looks to you each in turn, "I want this."

Without missing a beat, Lorenz turns from the two of you to continue undressing, speaking over his shoulder with business-like confidence,

"Well, if that's all settled then- darling, would you help make our guest more comfortable?"

"My pleasure," you say with a smile, guiding Ignatz to the bed by a hand.

You move to recline across the sheets, and he stalls behind you, scrambling to kick off his shoes and starting to unbutton the front of his clothes before you pull him down with you. His noise of surprise is lost between your lips as you draw him close to kiss him deeply. He lacks the confidence and finesse that Lorenz so effortlessly embodies, but as his lust builds and his body warms, he becomes bolder, bit by bit. Slowly and tentatively, his hand eases around your waist, holding you against him as firmly as he dares. His tongue meets yours with eager curiosity. His cock twitches against your inner thigh, and you offer an encouraging moan in reply.

Amidst sensual kisses that only deepen as you explore one another, you manage to open the front of his vest and shirt, then run your hands up his bared torso. Regular combat practice has kept his body firm and toned- not bulky by any means, but with an attractive hint of musculature. Your nails dig just the slightest bit against his skin as they rake up his chest and along his neck. Ignatz shudders, breaking from your lips to gasp out a harried, "Goddess-", and in the moment, you're not certain whether he means to address Sothis or you. Brushing your nose playfully to his, you say,

"You're pretty sensitive."

"I just-" Ignatz breathes in deeply, "I... never dared to think that anything like this could really happen."

Before you can respond, you feel the mattress shift as Lorenz settles beside you, prompting Ignatz to lay on your opposite side. It's warm and comfortable between the two- surprisingly natural, as though these three bodies had always been intended for each other. You smile at your husband, appreciative as ever of his graceful and rigorously maintained figure, how his hair trickles down his shoulder, the familiar way his taller frame fits against you. Joining him in a brief but heated kiss, you then turn to guide your other lover to your lips once more. Lorenz nuzzles into the crook of your neck, wrapping an arm around your waist as his lips graze sensitive skin. You moan softly into Ignatz's mouth as you feel kisses trail up your throat, occasional love-bites sending sparks through your nerves.

"Mmh, Lorenz..." you sigh happily in a rare moment when your lips aren't occupied by Ignatz's.

"Dearest," he replies, his breath tickling just below your ear, "I'm afraid our dear knight still seems rather tentative."

You look to Ignatz, his face tinged pink at the comment. Gently, you take his hand and guide it towards your body.

"Touch me, Ignatz. Please?"

He merely gives a stiff nod, yet it seems that this at last has broken through his hesitations. Both lovers' hands wander your body now, and before long you're mewing and sighing as you tremble with pleasure between them. You trade kisses with both, Lorenz's expert sensuality and Ignatz's eager longing, each sending their own kind of erotic thrill coursing through your veins. Their caress travels your curves, cupping your breasts, fingertips brushing your stiffened nipples, warm kisses and impassioned bites marking your neck and shoulders, neither man willing to let you rest long enough to offer to reciprocate their generous treatment. Instead, you finally manage,

"More-!" whispered into the miniscule space between Ignatz's lips and yours. Lorenz gives a low chuckle, and you feel his hand at your inner thigh urging your legs apart.

"Come now, Ignatz, I won't have you leaving my love wanting."

"Ye- Yessir," he awkwardly bumbles out his reply, and you stiffle a laugh. Ignatz never calls Lorenz "sir," by the latter's own insistence; yet now, you feel your husband's cock twitch, rubbing mindlessly against your body, and you think that perhaps there may be a time and place for such titles, even between intimate friends. It's a matter to investigate some other night, however- the artist's deft fingers glide between your thighs and gently, reverently, trace the curve of your lower lips. Your heart leaps with anticipation. In a strange way, Ignatz's hesitation makes him a terrible tease.

Then, you take in a sharp gasp, your body arching towards Ignatz on instinct, as those dexterous fingers find your clit instantly, stroking across it at a slow and tentative pace. You whisper his name, tangling your fingers through fair green hair as you meet his eyes directly. He responds exactly as you'd hoped. His touch comes a little firmer, fingers rubbing and pulsing around your stiff and slickened clit until they're coated in your arousal- and the wet texture only heightens the new and exquisite sensation of his touch.

"Is our knight pleasing you, my love?" Lorenz whispers huskily against your ear, "it seems to me that the skill of his hands extends well past the realm of the arts."

You give a blissful little whimper, spreading your legs wider for Ignatz as his fingers work between your now-soaked folds.

"He feels incredible..." you sigh out. Perhaps bolstered by your praise, Ignatz begins to roll his middle finger in tight, intensely pleasurable circles around your clit, the ever-changing pressure and stimulation sending shocks through your core. Yet even as you and Lorenz each openly admire his skillful touch, he can hardly seem to get a word past his lips. Instead, he's fixated on your expressions, bearing witness to your pleasure with obsessive fascination.

Just as your thighs begin to tremble, you feel his fingertips at your entrance, pressing into you just the slightest bit. You feel just a bit of that friction- the stretch and the pressure that you need, yet he falters, pausing for a moment until your grip tightens in his hair and you whisper urgently,

"Please-"

Ignatz lets slip the shadow of a groan as two digits push into your tight, drooling cunt. You know he can feel you clenching around him, feel how badly you need his expert hands. If your body weren't telling enough, your eyes openly plead with him, your lips parted as you pant and moan between the two men.

"Ignatz, you're a man who appreciates true beauty when he sees it," Lorenz says, his tone light and conversational.

"Of- of course..." Ignatz replies, never once tearing his eyes from your face. His fingers continue to seek out your every tender spot, pulsing and massaging within you. Then, the warmth of Lorenz's lips at your throat once again only heightens the overwhelming stimulation; he presses deep, erotic kisses down your neck to your chest, holding you steady around the waist all the while. On reaching the swell of your breast, you feel the fleeting graze of his teeth before he just barely parts from your skin and murmurs,

"I think you will find that there is no more stunning vision than my darling wife at the peak of pleasure..."

At this, Lorenz's lips surround your nipple, his tongue lovingly toying with it, warm and firm and steady. Practically in tandem, Ignatz's thumb finds your throbbing clit while his fingers remain thrusting inside of you. Your head tilts back on your pillow, your entire frame shifting and quivering between your lovers as they tend to your over-sensitive nerves. It's unbearable, unspeakable pleasure- far beyond what you could ever experience with one man alone. Far more deliciously scandalous than any would expect from the ever-proper Lord Gloucester and his timid artist-knight. They urge you higher and higher, the tension in your belly building until, with a shaky gasp and a breathless cry to the divine, you reach an aching, thrilling climax. Warmth rushes through your body, and you feel your muscles tense, then relax, leaving you limp between the two as they gently kiss your shoulders, your neck, anywhere they can reach to show their adoration.

You're still catching your breath when you feel Ignatz's hand brushing across your cheek, and groggily meet those shining brown eyes.

"Goddess, Lorenz," he says softly, his gaze fixed on your pink-tinged face, "You were absolutely right..."

You smile in turn, but something lingers at the back of your thoughts. Gently brushing his bangs back into place, you say,

"Ignatz, is there anything you'd especially like to do while we're all together? What's something that you want?"

"That I want..?" he chokes out, and Lorenz speaks up from where he's been contently nestled to your other side.

"Yes, in fact, I insist," as he speaks, his hands still idly wander your curves, his breath tickling the crook of your neck, "This is all but a tiresome errand if you do not find every bit as much gratification in it as we do."

Ignatz pauses, his complexion dusted pink when he finally says,

"Then, if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to- to watch you two first."

The idea seems to come so readily to him, as though this were a notion that had occupied his thoughts before. Your grin widens, and you trace a fingertip along his bottom lip.

"You want to watch how Lorenz fucks me, Ignatz?"

"Such crude language, darling," your husband gently reprimands, though you feel his lips hot at the corner of your jaw, and the pressure of his hardened cock throbbing against your thigh. He's done admirably to restrain himself, but you can sense how the idea thrills him. That he would have a captive audience to how he satisfies his wife, that he could proudly show you off to a man whose tastes he holds in such high esteem; you know the very thought appeals to Lorenz far more than he'd care to admit. You turn to him, fingers combing into his hair as those familiar lavender eyes adore you.

"Well, I certainly have no complaints- on one condition," you glance back at Ignatz over your shoulder, "Would you finish undressing for us?"

At first, he only nods without a word, then he pauses to watch in awe-struck silence as Lorenz pulls you to his body and kisses you without reservation. Your hands rest on his firm chest, and you moan happily into his lips. His tongue deftly teases yours, allowing plenty of opportunity for his friend to watch his expert movements. When at last he remembers his task, Ignatz wobbles up onto his feet to remove the remainder of his clothes- the dress shirt wrinkled and partly unbuttoned, his breeches strained by his achingly hard erection. Meanwhile, Lorenz wastes little time.

Ordinarily a man who prefers to bask in the slow and luxurious process of romantic love-making, the thrill and taboo of tonight's circumstances have provoked him beyond his usual noble restraint. Tonight, Lorenz's body is warm against yours, his hands greedy and lustful, groping the curve of your hip and the swell of your thighs. His kisses down your chest make your pulse pound, your legs squeezing in around his hips. By the time Ignatz kneels beside you on the bed, Lorenz has positioned himself above you, a hand lovingly trailing up the softness of your inner thigh. The head of his cock presses between your folds, coating him in your wetness, yet not entering you just yet despite your eager whimpers. You feel it tease you, the tip rubbing against your stiff and over-sensitive clit, and you look up at your lover with eyes that wordlessly plead for more. He glances at the knight at your side, as though to ensure he's watching closely. The two lock eyes for a moment- then, the bulging head of Lorenz's cock pushes at your tight entrance.

"Ohh..!" your body tenses, your fists clench the sheets behind you. Lorenz's hips urge forward, his member steadily driving into you. Immediately, you note how incredibly hard he is, how his length feels thicker than usual as it stretches your pussy walls to accommodate him. In the corner of your eye, you see that Ignatz has begun to stroke himself, his ever-tentative hand slowly pumping his shaft while his eyes remain locked on you. A blissful smile graces your lips, and you breathe in deeply.

"Mmh, Lorenz, you feel so big tonight..." your eyes flutter open to see his face flushed, his expression blazing with blatant lust, "Does showing me off like this really turn you on that much..?"

"Dearest..." he whispers it like a plea, yet he offers no objection. Lorenz leans over you, supporting himself with a hand on the bed beside you while the other caresses up your thigh. Once he has leverage behind your knee, he holds you carefully in position with your legs spread wide for him. When he hilts himself in you at this angle, you feel his tip so deep it causes a strange tinge of sensitivity in your belly. With a happy sigh, you relax onto the sheets, sure to make your pleasure evident for your voyeur while Lorenz's hips begin to roll and sway against you. He knows your body so well, the long-memorized rhythm drawing you both into a perfect harmony that has tension building rapidly at your core. Your pussy squeezes and massages him, clinging to his manhood as it plunges into you again and again, but never so fast as to numb you to the sensation. Lorenz wants you to feel him- wants Ignatz to see how well you take him.

You turn your gaze to Ignatz as he watches, his brown eyes fogged with lust, his chest rising and falling with his quickened breath. Soft, pink-kissed lips hang parted. His hand runs the length of his cock at a steady, insistent pace. Now and then, you catch his hips bucking into his strokes, though he fights to keep himself in check. You imagine how he sees you, flush-faced and whimpering happily as your husband claims you here in front of him. You imagine him committing details to memory- the way your breasts bounce in response to Lorenz's every impassioned thrust, the way your fingers curl around the sheets. Ignatz has always been the devout sort, after all, and you've never felt so worshipped.

"Ignatz," you moan out to him even as your thighs squeeze in around your husband's swaying hips, "Co- Come closer- please?"

When he obeys, you lean towards him, and press a lingering kiss to the tip of his cock. Ignatz groans, his brow deeply furrowed, his hand stalled at the base of his member. With your lips parted so both men can watch, you trace the tip of your tongue around his crown, then flick it across where he's begun to leak precum. When at last you take him fully into your mouth, Lorenz throbs deep inside of you, his pace stuttering for a moment, his breath coming heavier. You had always suspected the noble Count Gloucester's tastes were lewder than he'd let on. Feeling him fucking deeper and harder into you at the sight of you sucking off his friend happens to be a delightful confirmation.

Ignatz groans your name, his voice rumbling deep in his chest in a way you've never heard before- a way that fills you with hot, urgent arousal. A hand delicately brushes your hair back, caressing your cheek as he watches you service him. Your hand replaces his at the root of his cock, stroking him at the base while your lips cradle the head. He's a good size- similar to your husband, but with a more pronounced ridge at the tip and several conspicuous winding veins decorating the shaft. And, you're quickly discovering, he's sensitive. Every twist and pulse of your tongue earns you some wonderful moan or sigh, a tremor through his body, a flex of his fingers in your hair. Paired with the way Lorenz bucks into you, burying himself in you over and over, you're rapidly nearing your climax once more.

"Ohh, darling... my love, you- you are far too tempting," he gasps out between groans of pleasure, "no mere mortal could... could hope to endure such divine bliss..."

You take Ignatz deep into your mouth, letting the head push into your throat before very slowly pulling back. Still pumping your hand along his member, you smile hazily at Lorenz. He always gets poetic when he's on the verge of losing himself.

"Cum for me, love," you say gently, "Ignatz, you... you want to watch Lorenz fill me with his cum, don't you?"

"Yes," Ignatz gasps out with the strain of desperation, "Please, I- I have to see..!" his voice falters- he seems to be putting every spare bit of focus he can muster into restraining himself.

Lorenz's hand at your knee tightens, pushing your leg back as he leans further over you. With a final deep, longing moan and a forceful thrust of his hips, he sheaths himself inside of you until your bodies meet flush against one another. Then, with his fair complexion dyed pink and silky hair spilling romantically over his shoulder, he utters your name once more as his climax overtakes him, pushing you to your own. The way he swells and twitches in you with his release is intoxicating, and the heat of your own orgasm ripples through you- though you're sure to never stop stroking Ignatz's cock as he breathlessly watches.

At last, in a panting, whimpering trio, your bodies each relax in turn. Lorenz slowly pulls his manhood from your warmth, leaving you both soaked in the mixture of your release. Ignatz, meanwhile, has calmed his breathing, if not his pulse. When your eyes return to focus, you see his cock harder than ever and drooling with precum. His abdomen is tight with his labored restraint, and you smile up at him.

"Ready for your turn?" you say playfully.

"Are... are you really sure you both-"

"Yes." you and Lorenz speak at once, and you give a short laugh as you watch your husband still collecting himself above you. While he remains kneeling on the bed, you work on summoning the strength to your limbs to get yourself upright.

"Will you lie down for me, Ignatz?"

He's silent for a moment, then manages,

"Yes of course, I mean, if that's... what you want."

You straddle his hips the moment he's on his back beneath you, ignoring the subtle tremor of your yet-unsteady legs. You run your hands up his firm torso and bite your lip at the feeling of lithe muscle tensing at your touch. Meeting his eyes, you hope your own can communicate the certainty and confidence he needs from you tonight.

"This is exactly what I want."

He swallows hard. Those gentle hands run up the curve of your thighs, gripping more tightly when they reach your hips.

"Then, please," he inhales, chest rising, his gaze certain at last, "Y/N... let me feel you."

You lean down to press your lips to his, and this time, Ignatz immediately reciprocates. Those skillful fingers you've grown so fond of weave into your hair. Your mouth and his open to one another instinctively, naturally, drawing each other more deeply into the kiss. At some point, your nose bumps his glasses. You hardly notice. The soft, barely audible moans and sighs he allows himself are paradoxically potent, and you soon find yourself impatient for him.

You break from his kiss only for the sake of finally feeling him inside of you. As you align him between your thighs with the hand not supporting your weight, the warm slick of cum- both yours and your husband's- coats the tip of Ignatz's cock. It only aids him as he shifts his hips carefully up towards you, welcoming him in, allowing him to fill where his dear friend had been mere minutes ago.

"Ohh..." You sigh aloud, your back arching, head tilting back. Ignatz is holding fast at your hips, eager hands reveling in the feeling of your curves beneath them; but even as his fingers flex and he grips you almost painfully tight, you hardly notice. His member fills you wonderfully, the newness of the sensation setting off your tender and over,-sensitive nerves. Lorenz feels perfect- he always does- but the novelty of your pussy walls fitting tight around another man's cock sends a different sort of ache through your core.

As though on cue, Lorenz positions himself behind you and gently kisses the side of your neck, his body warm at your back.

"How is it, my dearest love?"

"Incredible," you moan in reply, and you feel Ignatz's length twitch inside of you at the comment. You raise a hand to cradle Lorenz's face, drawing him to your lips as your hips begin to move. He groans into your kiss, and you feel his hands run up the sides of your body, tracing the silhouette he knows so well. When he parts from your lips, his eyes remain fixed on your pleasured expression.

"And how does my darling Y/N feel, Ignatz?"

"Goddess, s- so good..." He looks up at you with the eyes of a man at the mercy of Sothis herself, "So tight- it's like you're... Drawing me in..!"

Slowly, rhythmically, you begin to sway and shift your body above him. Your cunt clings around him, each vein and contour of his throbbing cock grinding into you, stimulating you in a thousand new and erotic ways. All the while, Lorenz's lips trail from your shoulder towards your neck, soft and warm and far too gentlemanly for the circumstances. Ignatz's hands remain on your hips, yet rather than guide your movements, he seems to follow them. Hungry eyes watch you with a fascination that keeps him focused despite the overwhelming pleasure, taking in the rocking of your hips, the swell of your breasts- but more than anything, the sensual way your husband caresses you. Their combined affections flood your body with heat, spurring you on as you fuck yourself onto Ignatz's member, mewing and arching at Lorenz's touch.

"Beautiful..." Ignatz murmurs, biting briefly at his bottom lip, "you're both... so breathtaking..!"

He's begun to buck his hips up to meet you, matching your pace so that you feel him bottom out deep within you with every thrust. Uttering a shameless moan, you feel your lower muscles flex around him, squeezing and pulsing around his member. You're close- and you know for certain that he is as well.

"Ignatz, you-" a pleasured sigh interrupts you briefly, though you try to affect a seductive confidence, "A- Are you... gonna cum inside of your Lord's wife?"

"I- I..!" he tries to form a response, but it dies on his tongue. He can't restrain himself how he'd like, can't possibly resist the intoxicating friction of your gushing pussy enveloping him.

"My, how perfectly unacceptable," Lorenz says with evident amusement. He presses a feather-light kiss to your jaw, then levels his gaze on the man beneath you, "Is that what you want? What sort of knight would dare to even entertain such a transgressive fantasy?"

Ignatz throbs potently, the girth of his manhood swelling out, stretching you sinfully, and you gasp his name in response. Perhaps he's enjoying this little admonishment from his superior- or perhaps he's simply fond of dirty talk of any sort. A matter to investigate another night. Now, all you can think of is that you need more. You need that final release, the mutual bliss you've dreamed of since you and Lorenz first discussed sharing your bed with another. It seems your husband has an idea of how to get you both there.

"Do you want it, darling?" he says softly, his hands along your body as tender and loving as your wedding night, "Do you want to feel our favorite knight filling you with his lust?"

You nod, breathless, practically mindless. So close.

"Can you feel how desperately he longs to release within you?" his voice is a husky yet playful whisper, "Such a shameful, salacious desire. Why, were I a less generous sort, I'd have every right to be beside myself in fury."

Then, his fingers. Delicate, careful, yet merciless in their precision as they massage the hardened nub of your clit in time with Ignatz's thrusts. You gasp out,

"Fu- fuck-! Ohh-!!"

You throw your head back against Lorenz's shoulder, your cunt spasming tight around your other lover's cock. It's too much for Ignatz to endure. His hands grip at your hips, pulling you down and burying himself in you.

"Lorenz... Y/N, I- I can't, I..!"

With a final cry, you feel his manhood lurching within you as he pours out his cum at your deepest point. Volley after volley shoots into you, and you distantly wonder in the midst of your own climax whether he's been pent up, or if this all was simply too stimulating for him.

In a choir of gasps and moans, mutual pleasure consumes you both through a dizzying high and into a gradual, hazy descent. Lorenz cradles you to his chest as you catch your breath, smoothing your hair gently back into place, kissing love-bites collected over a night of ascendant pleasure. You exhale, awash in absolute satisfaction. When at last you and Ignatz have regained the strength and presence of mind to move, you lift yourself from him, and allow both men to guide you down onto the bed between them. Distantly, you note the sensation of your lovers' release dripping from you, trailing lazily down your inner thighs. You're hardly bothered- nothing could bother you in this moment, surrounded by the two who have taken such excellent care of you this evening.

Lorenz reaches over you to straighten Ignatz's glasses, fingers fondly brushing his cheek as he pulls away. Somehow, after the night you three have shared, this simple gesture causes the knight to practically glow red in the face, and you smile warmly at him.

"You were incredible, Ignatz."

"Yes, I mean, well- you were, uh, it was... wow." he's unable to meet your gaze, the heady and contented afterglow disrupted by his usual anxious uncertainty. "Anyway, I suppose that I should..."

He tenses, as if to move from the bed. You bring a hand to cradle his face, turning his eyes to yours.

"Stay for a bit? Please?"

"Come now Ignatz, don't be so boorish," Lorenz says, turning onto his back to arch his taller frame, stretching out over-taxed muscles, "One cannot fully appreciate such indulgence without basking in the fulfillment it lends, afterall!"

You wear a slanted smile and add,

"What he means is that we enjoyed having you with us tonight, and we'd like to enjoy cleaning up and relaxing with you, too."

Tentatively, he lets himself rest back on the sheets with you. Ignatz places his hand over yours, wearing a shy smile of his own.

"If neither of you mind, I'd... I'd like that very much."

"And," your smile curls mischievously, "It'll give us some time to talk about things we'd like to try next time."

"Next time?" Ignatz chokes out.

"Ah, what an exceptional idea, dearest," Lorenz tosses his hair over his shoulder and curls up at your side once more, an arm comfortably draped around your waist, "I, for one, have a number of proposals to tender you each with."

#lorenz hellman gloucester #ignatz victor #lorenz fire emblem #ignatz fire emblem #fe3h #feh #few3h #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem smut #fire emblem x reader #lorenz x reader #ignatz x reader #fe3h x reader #not sfw

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glowingbadger · 6 months

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My favs of my work let's go

Okay this might be weird but while I'm so busy with other projects and sort of letting my writing battery recharge (getting small things done here and there but not stressing about it overly), I wanted to reshare some of my personal favs of my own work, just to like, idk... hype myself up and congratulate myself for once lmao. We creatives need to be a bit self-indulgent from time to time.

So yeah, if you're bored while I get my shit together and write again, maybe take a peak at these, or wander around my masterlists in my pinned post for something I might have done in the past for a fav of yours.

FE3H

Lorenz & Ignatz & Reader threesome - starting with what I suspect will be a trend with these because I'm a contrarian at heart, so when I realize a character I love isn't popular, I double and triple down and become determined to write them the hot, hot smut they deserve

Claude - Arranged Marriage - I really enjoyed doing an AU, and I'd def love to do more of them in the future. Plus Claude is the most fun and interesting of the main lords fight me about it.

Lorenz - Arranged Marriage - okay last Lorenz one but........ I'm just saying, he's a good boy y'all just can't acknowledge a glow-up when you see one.

Felix & Sylvain & Reader threesome - this is a short one but I just love the vibe and the dynamic between these lads it was so fun to write.

Seteth - Guilty Masturbation - I'm just such a sucker for repressed men dealing with their persistent lusts sorry not sorry

Seteth - Reader gets Aphrodesiac'd - okay I'm happy with this piece but also it holds a special place in my heart because for some reason, the porn bots are CONSTANTLY liking this thing specifically and I have no earthly idea why, they're just drawn to it.

Okay just one more Seteth thing it's the Priest x Succubus one - which I'm super happy with and I still sometimes think about writing a continuation for it because priest kink goes brrrrrrrrr

Things other than FE3H

Volke (FE 9/10) messy hookup - Volke is such an absolute man and it was such a joy to have an excuse to write him. Fandoms as a whole need to thirst for more sexy grown ass adults.

Reyson (FE 9/10) in heat - though this is kind of tied with the in heat one I did about Tibarn, which I also love. Bird men in heat..... that's what's up.

Kaeya (Genshin) w/ praise kink - Kaeya def remains my Genshin fav, and no amount of "Hoyo finally figuring out how to model an adult male body years into the game's run" will change that.

Luxord (Kingdom Heart) consensual non-con - it's just so rare that I get to write for my Org XIII lovelies and it's just so fun to write sex dialogue for such a resolutely sexless series lmao

Kurama (YYH) giving oral - I've written quite a lot for Kurama at this point (on here, mostly shorter drabbles and headcanons) and it's still always a pleasure, and I'm particularly fond of the subtle playfulness in this piece.

OCs! Shaeliegh and Terry - angsty hookup - I had SO much fun writing OC stuff for once and it's totally fine that others aren't as inclined to be into it, but I personally think it's some of my best work and enjoy rereading it frequently~

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glowingbadger · 3 years

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Someone sent me an ask for these prompts w/ Ignatz and I lost the ask itself but... here we are anyway lol.

It's lovely that the Ignatz lovers are coming out of the woodwork to say hello~ get your mans, you deserve this sweet boy.

Ignatz (FE3H) - spicy headcanons

B (Body part), F (Favorite position), S (stamina)

NSFW 18+

B (Body part): On himself, he obviously values his hands immensely. While they're frequently smudged with paint or graphite, he does take good care of them overall, so his touch his soft and tender. On his lover, he likes your hips and your facial expressions (if you wanna consider that a body part lol). These are what he'll be visually fixating on when you're in bed together; he's positively transfixed by the erotic swaying of your hips, and loves to hold onto them and really feel your motions as he watches you. Your expressions are nothing short of divine to him- seeing your face flush and your eyes roll back in pleasure gets his blood rushing and his cock even harder as he bucks into your more fiercely.

F (Favorite Position): He adores when you ride him, facing towards or away from him. As mentioned, he's obsessed with the sensual way your hips move above him as you grind onto his cock, and his hands will run along your sides and down your thighs worshipfully as he watches you. This isn't to say he's completely passive, of course- he'll be thrusting up into you and matching your rhythm all the while- but he is a very visual person, so he loves the sight of your body moving in the throes of your pleasure.

S (Stamina): Ignatz is an interesting case with stamina, because by in large, he can go for a good long while- but there are a few "triggers" of sorts that will push him rapidly to his climax. It's usually something visual, your fists clenching the sheets especially tight when he hits that one incredible spot deep within you, or when he takes you from behind and you give him that wide-eyed, desperate gaze over your shoulder. More than anything though, the blissed out smile you wear after your climax just does something to him, and he usually can't hold on for very long after you've cum with his cock buried inside of you.

#ignatz victor #ignatz x reader #not sfw alphabet #fe3h #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem smut #fire emblem headcanons #spicy headcanons #x reader

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glowingbadger · 3 years

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cannot believe i found this blog so late-- youre such an experienced writer!! love your characterizations! if its ok, could i ask for J U and P from the alphabet prompts w ignatz?

Experienced? 🥺 👉👈 That's super sweet of you Friend Anon, I'm totally flattered <3

Now let's talk about a Certified Good Boy~

Ignatz (FE3H) spicy headcanons

NSFW 18+

J (jack off): Like many artists, Ignatz has a very visual imagination. When he touches himself, his fantasies of you are vivid and detailed. He imagines your hands clutching the sheets, your hair a mess on his pillow, the way your lips would redden and plump after so many impassioned kisses. It's often these smaller visual elements that turn him on to begin with- a glimpse of a certain way your hands move, or watching your back arch when you stretch. As he lies in bed slowly pumping his cock in hand, elaborate erotic images of you play in his mind, and he's more than capable of taking his time and enjoying them in full.

U (unfair): Ignatz can barely ever bring himself to be teasing or cruel with you at all- he doesn't want to hold back when it comes to your pleasure. If you really like being teased though, he'll be able to take on a Soft Dom role, sweetly whispering to you that you're so good to him- just wait a little longer, let him savor that beautiful expression you make when you're so close to release. Frankly, he's better at being on the receiving end. The chance to watch you very slowly run your hands across his body or drag your tongue up the curve of his cock puts Ignatz in an almost trance-like state of pleasure. He could watch you move like that for hours, and can endure a huge amount of edging and teasing for the privilege.

P (pace): He's a patient man, and one who appreciates all of the little nuances of pleasure, so he's never in a rush to the finish line, so to speak. While Ignatz is perfectly happy to go by your preferences- and in fact, hearing you whisper a heated "More- faster, please-!" sends shivers across his skin- his default is to be slow and intimate. He loves to run his hands down the swell of your thighs as his hips rock against you, steadily driving his cock into you from tip to base- and of course, he loves to watch the subtle changes in your expression when you both have time to really feel each other like this. That is, of course, until he's on the verge of climax- when he simply can't hold back any longer, and he bucks into you more harshly a handful of times before spilling a generous amount of cum into you.

#ignatz victor #fire emblem #ignatz x reader #fire emblem three houses #fe3h #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem smut #not sfw alphabet #spicy headcanons #fire emblem headcanons #x reader

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missregencape · 5 years

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: My Unit | Byleth & Claude von Riegan, My Unit | Byleth/Claude von Riegan Characters: Claude von Riegan, My Unit | Byleth, F!Byleth - Character, Hilda Valentine Goneril, Sylvain Jose Gautier, Ignatz Victor, Lorenz Hellman Gloucester, Raphael Kirsten, Lysithea von Ordelia, Leonie Pinelli, Ashe Duran | Ashe Ubert, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd, Edelgard von Hresvelg Additional Tags: Fluff, Falling In Love, Secret Crush, Teasing, Pining, Jealousy, Eventual Romance, maybe smut later on, A bit of occasional angst Summary:

Claude has always been a great tactician and schemer. Always one step ahead and prepared for any possible ambush. What he wasn’t prepared for, was falling in love with his professor, though. So before he even knew it himself, he was bound to that mysterious woman’s spell.

Here you go with part 2

#fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #three houses #byleth #byleth eisner #claude #claude x byleth #byleth x claude #f!byleth #my unit #fluff #romance #jealousy #claude von regan #claude von riegan #crush #pining

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