#I added a cape just because 🤗

[yoongsisbae]

Fanart of Bedeviled by @writemywaytoyourheart because I love her and I love her story.

[aptericia]

reposting my Soan design with a back view and some adjustments! Ramblings under the readmore:

The bracers, shin guards, maroon belt, and useless little arm-things are all taken from his official transformed artwork. There are a few differences between the game CG and his Cipher card, so I just picked whichever version of each item I liked better

His face markings are also taken from his transformed version. I decided he keeps the large one on his forehead but not the ones over his nose and cheeks (like Skrimir does)

All the lions have straight hair while transformed, even if they have curly hair normally, so it’s hard to tell what texture Soan’s hair would be. I decided to keep it straight and (relatively) short like his mane, but added hair ties for more interest. I made it a brighter green—more like Stefan’s hair—than his official art because I thought that looked better with his color scheme

No known lions are shown with tails untransformed, but I thought he should have one, so here we are 🤷‍♀️

The outfit is based most closely on Caineghis’s, but I tried to make it look less “kingly” (i.e. shorter tunic, no cape, etc.), as I imagine this is before he founds Gallia. The pattern along the bottom of his tunic and the abundance of tassels are inspired by Altina’s design. The eye-like pattern along the purple trim is also on Altina’s outfit, and the same motif is present in Sanaki, Sephiran, Light Priestess Micaiah, Ashera, and Yune’s designs

It’s noted that beast laguz have excellent night vision, but rather poor daytime vision compared to the bird laguz, suggesting that they have a higher ratio of rods to cones in their eyes. So to them, light/dark differences would be more apparent than color differences. I considered that when coloring Soan’s outfit and made sure it would be readable in grayscale

his hair and skin tones ended up pretty close though :/

Thanks for reading! 🤗

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Your smut is just 👁️👄👁️👌👌👌👌 hun Can I request a Fuegoleon caught his fem!s/o jerking off to his cape after coming back from a mission? Ty rll much!

Oh, than you so much anon!!🥰 Of course you may, I absolutely adore him. Hope you’ll like this. 🤗

Pairing: Fuegoleon x f!reader

Fanfic type: oneshot

Genre: smut

Warnings: masturbation, nudity, implied intercourse

Evening was starting to fall and you were yet again walking alone to the bedroom you share with Fuegoleon as his beloved. He had been gone for over a week and each night you looked at the night sky, whishing for his safe return. You knew that he was strong, resourceful and determined, but still worry crept over you like a blanket. After all he was just one man and he had a duty to fulfil.

There was an aching emptiness in your chest, and an urge somewhere in the back of your head telling you to go to him, but you knew you shouldn’t. You believed that he would return to you like he always did. You knew it, and it eased your worry, but did very little to your other longing. Longing that stemmed from sleeping in a big bed all alone. You knew it had been just barely over a week since he last touched you, but trying to fall asleep without hearing his steady breathing and him moving in the bed next to you, only made your longing grow.

You stepped away from the window and walked to the wardrobe to change into your nightgown, and stripped down to your underwear and placed your clothes into the laundry basket in the bathroom, like every other evening. But upon opening the closet to grab your robe, which you’d wear over your nightgown, you noticed Fuegoleon’s spare cape.

You stopped. It was just hanging there. You reached for it and felt the soft fabric between your fingers. You hadn’t remembered it feeling this soft and inviting. 

You removed the cape from the hanger and held it against your chest. It smelled like him, and as you closed your eyes, you remembered how it used to grace your skin when he embraced you. It was almost as if he was here, for his scent lingered around you easing the aching in your heart. Oh, how you yearned to have his scent tangling itself on you.

A thought crossed your mind. You tried to push it away, because you shouldn’t. You should wait for him to come home. You should wait, and you felt small tug at your heartstrings for considering it. But you wanted him, and now you felt more alone than on any of the other nights.

He doesn’t need to know, you thought as you clutched onto the cape and got into the bed with it, feeling the burning of your cheeks out of anticipation, or perhaps put of the knowledge that you were up to something... rather un-lady like.

You laid down and threw away your underwear. The cape felt even softer against your bare nipples and his scent intensified now that you laid with it, laid under it, letting it envelope you. One of your hands brought the collar of it closer to your nose, while your other glided down your body. As your fingertips brushed against your sensitive bundle, you stopped for a moment. You asked yourself if this was alright, but you felt a throbbing inside of you and you couldn’t resist the temptation.

Your fingers started massaging your clit and folds as you concentrated on the thought of Fuegoleon. You closed your eyes and imagined his breath on your neck, and his hands travelling across your body, almost teasingly. A feather light touch, almost as if wondering if he should already; the taunting that he did.

Your senses were drowned in the idea of him as you slowly spread your legs just enough to slip two fingers inside. His cape tangled around your feet, adding pressure against your nipples and folds as you still clutched the other end of it. You whimpered and tugged the collar with your teeth. Your muscles tensed as you were more and more engulfed into the act. Feeling a coil forming in your stomach, you cracked open your eyes just barely. And you stopped.

Fuegoleon. He stood there. He stood by the door with a smirk. How long had he been standing there? You couldn’t help but wonder.

Your mind was caught in the idea, but yet you managed to utter: “D-darling? I- I’m glad you’re home. I thought you were gone for still a couple more days.”

Your mouth was still partially covered by his cape, but it did very little to conceal your flushed expression.

“I was able to wrap up my mission sooner than expected. I thought I’d rush home, because I missed you.” As he spoke, he moved one of the arm chairs, that were by the fire place, to face towards the bed where you were still laying, tangled in his cape. “Oh, and… my love…”, he said while dragging the words.

“Yes?”, you asked with a voice that was barely audible.

“Don’t mind me. Please, do continue.” He sat into the chair, crossing one leg over the other and resting his head against his left arm.

Your eyebrows quirked up before your eyes shifted to him uncertainly.  

But. He stayed in his place, looking at you with a smile that was half a smirk, giving you his undivided attention.

Your fingers started moving as your other hand tugged his cape more tightly around you. And there was something about knowing that he was watching you, fantasizing about him, that exited you. Your movements grew sloppier as you chased your orgasm, feeling the coil forming again in your stomach. Your body tensed and a moan escaped your lips as you climaxed. While your high faded you noticed how your heart was thumping in your chest and you could feel your cheeks burning.

Upon hearing Fuegoleon get up from his chair, while removing the cape he was wearing, you sat up while partially covering yourself.

“My love, I- I know I should’ve waited for you to come home but- “

He walked to your and interrupted you with a peck on your forehead. “My love, if you want to fantasize about me, then do. You are beautiful and utterly intoxicating, and knowing that you long for my touch this much… Well, as a praise it’s quite… unmatched.”

You turned your head up to face him. While kicking his shoes off he leaned down to meet your lips with his. He gently pushed you back down onto the bed as he hovered over you, claiming your lips and your neck as his. Occasionally the bulge in his pants brushed against your dripping folds.

“I was thinking that we take a nice long bath tonight, but first…” he kissed you in a way only he could kiss you. He was the only one who could kiss in a way that radiated desire and hunger for you, but at the same time was gentle, and full of respect and adoration for you. It was a kiss only he could make.

“First, let me give you something to reminiscent when I’m gone…”, he continued as he tugged the cape, that was between you and him, away and started removing his own clothes.

He was very happy to have caught you, tangled in his cape, enveloping yourself with his scent. He was very happy to be able to claim you as his own.