May I please request for William Shakespeare (Ikemen Vampire) with Kisses 8 🌶
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Hi Jazz (@ikemen-writer) - thank you for this request, sorry it's taken so long. I wanted to have this done for his birthday, so Happy Belated Birthday to the Bard.
Wait for Me - William Shakespeare x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)
A/N: Part of my New Year, New Celebration event
Pairing: William Shakespeare x Reader
Prompt: biting kisses
Word Count: 498
Tags: spicy
The theatre was so very different after a show. With the house lights dark and the seats empty, the space was transformed, exuding a quiet serenity that was rare during a show. Lit by the glow of scattered wall lamps, the empty stage felt smaller, more intimate.
You walked across the floor of the stage, your steps slow and reverent as you thought of all the amazing performers who had shared this stage at one point or another. Will held your hand, watching you, enlightened simply by being in your presence. It wasn’t often you both stayed at the theatre so late after a show, but Will told you tonight was a special occasion.
With a suggestive smile, he let go of your hand and silently wandered behind the curtain. He soon emerged from the heavy crimson draperies, with a chair in his hands.
“Sit,” he said as he placed the chair in the middle of the stage.
It was a single syllable, yet he said it so seductively. Sit. Like a sultry purr in your ear. The silver-tongued bard surely had a gift with words, and you were more than thrilled to be the recipient of such a gift.
He held his hand out to you, an extended invitation. Your fingers gently brushed his, his skin soft and warm as he brought your hand to his lips. Your face flushed with warmth as he dipped his head, placing a chaste kiss on your knuckles, his mismatched eyes never leaving yours.
Lifting your linked hands high above your heads, he spun you like a ballerina until he guided you to the chair. He smiled softly as your body sunk into the seat, your gaze following him as he stepped behind the chair.
Lifting your chin, your head tilted back until your eyes caught his gaze; Will’s face hovered over yours, his frame tall behind you.
“Your eyes,” he commanded as he dragged a finger down your eyelids, “keep them closed.”
Doing as he said, you let out a soft sigh. Time passed slowly as you waited with bated breath, wondering what Will had in store for you next.
Your breath hitched as you felt something soft covering your eyes. Blinking, darkness surrounded you as Will tied a swath of fabric around your head, his breath loud in your ear.
Deprived of your sight, your heartbeat quickened, but your body remained still, frozen in its position.
And then you felt it.
His teeth grazed the delicate skin of your exposed neck. His favorite spot. Your back arched, further exposing your neck to your lover, ready for his bite. Gently, he pressed his mouth against your skin, not yet piercing your flesh.
It was just a tease, a taste of what’s to come.
He removed his lips, leaving you wanting and needing more. A moment later, you felt his breath, warm on your lips.
“Wait for me,” he whispered softly, his voice sweet as honey.
I know you don’t write Sariel much, but if I could please have Sariel + Touches #1 + 🌶️ Thank you!
Hello and thank you for this very old request! Happy Birthday to the Palace Devil!
Devil Inside - Sariel Noir x Reader (Ikemen Prince)
A/N: Part of my New Year, New Celebration follower celebration.
Pairing: Sariel Noir x Reader
Prompt: touching foreheads
Word Count: 611
Tags: fluff with a hint of spice
“It’s getting late. I think we can call it a day.”
Sariel pushed his chair away from his desk; after standing up, he made his way around his desk to where you were seated and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head.
“Why don’t you go to my room, and I’ll meet you there in a few minutes?” Sariel took the documents that were before you and peered down at you over his glasses.
You would have rather waited for him and retreated to bed together, but you knew there was no point arguing with Sariel on points like this – the devil would always win.
Rising from your seat, you smiled at your lover. “Okay, but I expect to see you soon. You need to rest, too.”
He let out a low laugh as he perused the documents he took from you. ‘Yes, yes. I’ll be there soon.”
You left his office quietly and quickly made your way to his bedroom. Once there, you immediately flopped on the bed. It felt so good to lie down; you were so busy all day, you hadn’t realized how tired you really were.
And if you were tired, Sariel must be even more tired. The hours passed by quickly, but the days were long and with a week long full of visiting dignitaries, work never seemed to end, with Sariel working overtime most days.
The last of the visitors left earlier that day, making tonight the first night in over a week that you and Sariel were able to finish work at a reasonable time. And for that, you wanted to make tonight special for Sariel.
Excited, you jumped from the bed with a spring in your step. You hurried over to the cabinet where he kept his special ale; grabbing two glasses, you filled them with the amber liquid and set the drinks on the table.
The winter winds howled outside – loud enough that their sudden sounds caused you to jump. When you glanced at the window, and realized it was just the wind, you chuckled under your breath.
That’s okay, you said to yourself as you shook off a small shiver. All the more reason to cuddle tonight.
After fluffing the pillows and arranging extra blankets on the bed, you stepped back and admired your handiwork. The room was now perfect for Sariel.
There was a soft knock at the door before Sariel entered his room. “I see you kept yourself busy here,” he commented as he appraised the room with a smile.
“It’s been a very long and very hard week,” you said, handing Sariel a glass. “I think you earned a reward.”.
“My favorite,” he said, taking a sip from his glass. His smile turned seductive, his amethyst eyes darkening as his sultry gaze captured yours.
Mesmerized by the way he looked at you, you found yourself leaning forward, your lips seeking his. Sariel sighed softly, and pressed his lips against yours. Desire overcoming your senses, your tongue probed open his lips and slipped inside his mouth.
Lost in the kiss, your tired muscles relaxed as you pressed your body closer to his seeking his warmth. Sariel unexpectedly pulled away and broke the kiss, the taste of his ale – sweet and spicy – still fresh on your lips.
Sariel brought his hand to the nape of your neck, cradling you close to his body. With your eyes still closed and a soft smile on your lips, you looked like a sleeping angel.
“Any more of that, and you will unleash the devil inside me,” he whispered, resting his forehead against yours. “Do you think you're ready for that?”
Here is a “working” list of everything we know about Azel. I will update this post as more information becomes available. Information is based upon Yves’ & Licht’s Act 2. I’ve not completed Chev or Leon’s Act 2 yet, but if any of you have and would like to contribute, please feel free to comment, and I’ll add these this to the working list. This is what we know so far:
He is the 2nd prince of the royal family and the current living god.
He LOVES food & money (it is unclear as to why, but he often asks for these in forms of tribute).
It is assumed that he is on par with Chevalier in terms of brains and foresight, since others doubt him truly being a god. (If he’s on par with Chev then by default he is with Gilbert as well imo.)
He may have the ability to appear in one’s dreams.
He is very haughty and hates sinners and heretics (so he says).
He has an ultimate goal hence his alliance with Ruby and Achroite. (Based on Yves’ route).
He claims to hate blood shed, but has no qualms with watching a battle.
Though he is second prince his status is that above the king - as he is revered and worshipped as a god.
He does not prefer social functions such as large banquets but will go for free food (or so he says).
A/N: I'm going to just post these shorter little pieces one by one. Originally I was going to do one big headcanon but this is easier for me and my limited free time.
Reader x Leon, at the Holiday Market 🎄
WC: 650
Bright are the strings of holiday lights that illuminate the darkness with bold reds, glowing greens and festive gold. The Rhodolite Holiday Market is swimming in them, an entire sea of color against a stark winter’s night. Voices are raised in merriment, mugs of mulled wine and tankards of ale clink in earnest cheer and wishes of happy holidays. The air is buzzing with life. With possibility. With joy.
Leon watches you from beneath his black hood, the one that obscures his handsome and well-beloved face. If anyone were to recognize their prince, they would swarm him, wanting to treat him to a pint of this or a mug of that. So he keeps himself in shadow, watching you through his dark lashes.
You’re sipping a steaming cup of dark wine, seasoned with cinnamon and cloves, watching with eyes brighter than stars as burly men set up for the holiday fireworks display. Your cheeks are warmed by the drink and you unconsciously lick your lips, chasing the last drops of wine. His breath catches in his chest as the present moment, the now of it all, crashes into him: as a young boy, he used to roam this market, ordered by men with hard knuckles and rough voices to steal from innocent patrons, his young heart breaking each time he did. Later in life, he would sneak away from royal instruction and duty to hide among the happy faces of the townsfolk, free from a different kind of golden chain.
And now, later still, he is still at the same market. Not as a thief or a stowaway, but as a leader, mingling in secret with the people he has sworn to protect. And with you, an element to his story he never could have imagined. Never would have dreamed possible for someone like him. You who captured his heart and has held it close ever since, safe within the warmth of your love.
One of the big men leans forward, lighting the first fuse. You take a step back, into the circle of Leon’s strong arms, head already tilted up at the sky. He holds you against his broad chest, breathing in the scent of your hair, the familiar lavender and rose that still sends a fluttering of desire through his veins.
Above you both the sky explodes with a shimmering burst of red and green and he tugs you tighter against him, lowering his mouth to your ear, nipping at its tip before murmuring, “C’mon. Let’s get out of here.”
Your near-empty mug is left on the corner of an empty stand. Leon pulls you away from the crowd gathered to watch the fireworks, away from the bright lights and glittery displays and towards the velvety black shadows of a narrow alley, his heart hammering in his chest, your soft laughter fanning the flames of want in his blood.
The crowd “ooohhs” as the sky explodes with a burst of golden shimmer. “Ahhhh” falls like a refrain from your lips as Leon bends down, seeking and finds the warmth of your skin. He trails open-mouth kisses down the line of your neck. He wants to give you a memory as powerful and satisfying as the one you have gifted him. The crowd gasps as the fireworks explode, one after another, leaving a tiny trail of bright white blossoms across the darkness. Your tiny, staccato gasps are swallowed by his hungry mouth, his talented fingers skimming their way across fabric, undoing laces and buttons until he is able to touch you there, please, right there, the place that has your legs buckling and your hands gripping his broad shoulders.
The finale: a sky painted in incandescent red and gold. Your eyes close, Leon’s kisses and touch painting your own vision in blinding white, your body a firework of its own, ready to surge towards its own brilliant finale.
Hello! Can I request a wlw Genderbent!Seth/MC in a Flower Shop AU?
Thank you so much! Have a great day.
Thank *you* anon for making me so excited to write this, it makes for a perfect combination! Hope you like it, have a great day too!
[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]
For Different Universe, Same Love content creation challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.
𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅Genderbent!Seth x MC
secret love
"Oop! Alice, sweetie, is that you? Goodness, hand that over to me and stay put while we put the rest of the Civic Center's order in the carriage!"
Before the melodic voice of the florist can reach Alice's ears, it's her hands that register the angelic presence first - as Seth takes the large vase from her, her hands cover hers ever so gently... of course, this is all to ensure the safety of the contains of the vase - many, many white roses, so many, that they'd blocked Alice's vision completely as she attempted to walk out of the shop just now, thus putting her in her current situation where she was a mere second away from bumping into the florist.
Working at the Civic Center, Alice is used to the chaos that comes with the annual banquet, especially now that she's put in charge of decorating the large hall where it takes place. The order for fresh flowers alone is a heavy task, one for which she was provided with help from five red army soldiers who are currently rushing to upload the heavier flowerpots in the carriage waiting outside. But it's the inevitable meeting with the beautiful clerk at Canis Major that sends Alice's heart for a sprint.
Now that the vase, as well as all that remains of the lingering warmth, is taken from Alice's hands, she spends a short moment collecting herself with upwards-turned palms still hanging in the air...
She always remembers Seth like this; holding onto dozens of pretty flowers and easily outshining each and every single one of them.
Her tall frame, her long lashes; the neat ponytail holding her Cornflower Blue hair, everything down to the French tip of her neatly trimmed nails is grace incarnated; the way she puts the vase in the carriage with utter delicateness only to nextly wrap her hands around the wheelbarrow's handles and push so effortlessly where a soldier previously left it at rest to pause for a breather... Uploading the heavy pots into the same carriage a second later without the need for assistance, not letting a single drop of sweat roll down to ruin her perfect image. Something so utterly androgynous and divine about Seth; breathtaking and unable to be put into words. Alice helplessly stares.
"Here, you can take this instead!"
As usual, the flowers blur to uninteresting colorful splotches when Seth holds them, so Alice is left to blush with embarrassment the way she needs to look down to see what exactly is Seth giving her.
"Huh? I don't think this was in the order— Hold on, the list is on me somewhere, let me check—"
"Tut-tut, silly girl! You won't find it on the list. These are for you!"
A flower pot with gardenias.
The book on flower language that Alice bought impulsively last week and totally not while thinking of someone will come in handy. If she reaches home without fainting once, that's it.
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Cigarettes After Sex - Jude Jazza x Reader (Ikemen Villains)
A/N: Part of my "A Series of Firsts" event.
Pairing: Jude Jazza x Reader
Prompt: first fight
Word Count: 991
Tags: NSFW; Minors - DNI; angsty smut; piv; creampie; no pronouns used (reader is afab)
“Jude, what are you –”
“Get the fuck outta here,” Jude scowled at Ellis, who was standing with the bathroom door wide open.
“Why are you in the bathtub? In your clothes?” Ellis asked, his voice filled with sincere concern.
Jude tilted his head, peering at Ellis with amethyst eyes. “Didn't I give ya a job to do?”
“Yeah, Jude. You did, but I just –”
“But what?” Jude took a long drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke at Ellis.
“You were with her earlier. You two had –”
“Shuddup!”
Ellis tilted his head and smirked at Jude. “You’re in love.”
“Fuck off! Right now. Before I shove your face in this water and drown yer sorry arse.”
Ellis let out a long sigh and backed away, not wanting to face anymore of Jude’s wrath. Shaking his head, he muttered quietly to himself, wondering what exactly went wrong.
“What are you saying, Jude?”
*****
Earlier that evening...
You stared at him with wide eyes, tears pricking the backs of your eyes but not ready yet to roll freely down your cheeks. He averted his gaze, unable to look you in the eye.
“Look at me, Jude,” you demanded.
With a heavy sigh, he did as you asked, an ugly scowl marring his face.
“Happy now?”
You pursed your lips together as you glared at him, waiting for an answer. He let out a loud huff of air before averting his gaze once again.
“I’m not a good man,” he said softly.
Taking a seat on the bed next to him, you pressed your palm against his cheek, forcing him to look at you.
“What are you saying?”
“You're better off without me,” he replied simply, as if he was sharing something mundane with you, like the weather outside.
Your heart didn't want to accept this response; you knew he cared for you and that this was likely some ridiculous attempt to protect you by pushing you away.
“One last kiss?” you asked as you leaned your face towards his.
He sighed, but relented. “One last kiss,” he agreed before covering your mouth with his in a greedy kiss.
His arms soon wrapped around your shoulders, his long fingers digging in your skin, pulling you closer to him. Threading your fingers in his messy hair, you deepened the kiss, granting his tongue entrance into your sweet mouth.
He pushed you down on the bed, his kisses growing eager and hungry.
“One last fuck,” he whispered, his fingers already working the buttons of your blouse.
“One last fuck,” you whispered back, your hips rolling against his, desperate to feel him inside you.
You both made short work of removing each other's clothing; layers of fabric were quickly discarded to the floor in a heap, your bodies now bare and exposed only for the other's eyes.
Shifting on the bed, he climbed atop you, his hips hovering over yours, teasing you with the outline of his cock pressed against your belly.
“Jude, please…” you whimpered, wrapping your hand around his shaft. Wordlessly, he rubbed the tip of his cock along your entrance, coating his cock with your arousal.
“Wet already,” he said with a smirk. He began to slide his cock inside you, slowly at first, the stretch pleasurable as he filled you.
He swallowed your desperate moans as he buried his cock in you. Eager to be inside, it only took a few hard thrusts before he bottomed out. He took a moment to allow you to adjust to his thick cock buried inside you, enjoying the sight of your bodies joined together at the hip.
When you were ready, you rocked your hips against his, a silent signal that you needed him. Jude groaned as he withdrew his cock from your folds before sliding back inside. His movements were slow and deliberate, your walls clenching his shaft on every thrust.
A fire blazed in your belly, its flames alighting your every nerve. You relished the pleasure as Jude increased his pace, his hips now slamming against yours, his cock penetrating deeper with every stroke.
Your back arched as your hips tilted up as Jude ravished your body. Pleasure built and built, the waves cresting, ready to overwhelm your every sense. Throwing your arms around his shoulders, your body clung to his; dragging your hands down his back, your nails left light scratch marks in their wake.
Letting out a shuddering sigh, your body trembled as your pleasure peaked. Never before had you known such rapture. Glancing up at Jude, you smiled blissfully at him as you savored what you wished wouldn’t be your last climax.
His movements quickly became erratic; his thrusts unrelenting as they came rougher and faster. With a loud groan, he plunged his cock in you one final time, spilling inside as he joined you in a state of euphoria.
Breathless and boneless, your body laid under Jude’s as your heartbeat slowly returned to normal. He stroked your hair, messy from your activities, and tucked a stray lock behind your ear. Your eyelids fluttered, your body ready to succumb to sleep.
You smiled at him one last time before you allowed your eyelids to close. This wasn’t the first time you were intimate, and you sure as hell hoped that this wouldn’t be the last. But if it was, it was one you’d never forget, it was that good.
*****
Jude waited until you were fast asleep before he shifted in the bed. Propping on his elbow, he gazed at you wistfully. With his fingertips, he grazed the outline of your face, your skin soft under his touch. He gently ghosted a finger over each of your eyelids before sitting up and rolling out of the bed.
“It’s better this way,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. “You are too good for this world I call home.”
He took one last look at you before walking out the door and out of your life.
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