#Napoleon's naughtiness

[microcosme11]

Couple of scenes on Elba

translation by google/me

This morning at breakfast, there was no one to give him a plate. Napoleon said coldly, “Please give me a plate.” [I don’t know to whom he said it.]

Napoleon was at his lodging very early. His plans for the work to be done aren’t fixed; they follow one another very quickly. I am obliged to resist a large number of his ideas and my opinion sometimes seems to hold him back. But the Emperor took advantage of my absence yesterday to tear down what I wanted to keep; he laughed as he said to the workmen: “Hurry up, because Vincent is coming to scold us.” On my return, the Emperor laughed a great deal at having destroyed the most pleasant enjoyment of the lodging, which he will not replace in winter. As I made my respectful reproaches to him, he replied: "In winter I will raise these walls, and I will say again: ‘Vincent was right.’ " On my observation that the enemy might disturb his quarters, he replied that it would not be the first time.

Mémoires de tous: collection de souvenirs contemporains tendant a établir la verité dans l'histoire., t.3. [by Général du génie Vincent]

[athenepromachos]

Napoleon.... can he cum and entertain me ? 🙏❤️

[mrs-solo-walker]

jesus ... look at him

[unverredumatcha]

"Napoleon remembered walking through the garden in the aftermath and seeing the well-dressed women with disgusted expression in their faces, mutilating the genitals of the murdered Swisd Guards, seemingly civilised people descending to bestial behavior."

-Las Cases (2017), page 105

Napoleone :

Napoleone : "Gotta protec my pee pee *retreats*"

🤣👍

[isthenapoleoncute]

Rating: Cute!

Napoleons make great companions for children. Sure, it looks like the Napoleon is considering whether this boy is edible, and whether or not he should unhinge his jaw like a snake and swallow him whole as a yummy snack, but!

1.) napoleons hardly ever do that

2.) when they do, it’s usually against naughty British children who ate dessert before dinner or didn’t do well on their lessons or disappointed their parents

3.) this napoleon looks so content! And napoleons are bad liars and quick workers. If he wanted to eat the boy, he’d already be eaten

[nobunagas-chatelaine]

Ikemen Vampire reaction to MC wanting a hug from them

1. Napoleon Bonaparte

He'd rub his eye open and give you a sleepy half hug but then his arms would fall on the small of your back and Napoleon would instantly pull you inside the covers with him. He then shows you a naughty smirk as he tickles your sides -

"Lay with me for awhile Nunuche"

2. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

He hugs you grumpily saying that he was busy composing pieces and kisses your head. You giggle at your cute boyfriend and tiptoe to kiss him but he moves away and inspects your face -

"What's with the sudden affection are you feeling unwell?"

3. Leonardo Da Vinci

He chuckles when you ask him that and still picks you up in his arms and places playful kisses across your shoulder and collarbones. You two then end up making out only to find Sebastian looking at you wide-eyed-

"I guess they found out about our little secret cara mia"

4. Arthur Conan Doyle

He moves side to side and plays hard to get so you two end up chasing each other in the garden and at last you spring out from a bush and tackle him down and give him a nice and long smooch-

"Luv, if you wanted me that bad you could've just said so."

5. Isaac Newton

Surprisingly Isaac smiles at you and pulls you to his chest his exhaustion long forgotten. He strokes the sides of your face and goes to sleep hugging you like that.

"Sleep well my darling"

6. Jean D' Arc

Jean wasn't a big fan of cuddles early on in the relationship but now he'll paractically melt if you hug him. Your lovely smell relaxing him.

"Don't tell this to anyone but I find your hugs very comforting."

7. Comte De Saint Germain

He smiles at you and hugs you tight. Maybe he'll procrastinate his paper work for a while and snuggle with you. *Wink wonk*

"You know you don't have to ask for a hug right, cherie?"

8. Sebastian/ Akihiko Satou

He's a busy man so he'll give you a quick hug and place a soft kiss on your brow showing you a guilty smile. You can't blame him though, it sure is hard taking care of a mansion full of vampires.

"Allow me 5 more minutes my love, I'll attend to you shortly."

9. William Shakespeare

He knew you were under the weather so it doesn't take much time for him to spread his arms wide for you and cradles your face in his hands placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"Fair maiden of mine, do tell what is the reason behind all your worries."

10. Vincent Van Gogh

He puts down his paintbrush and gives you a bright smile. He kisses you on the cheek and hugs you tight, still giving light kisses on your nape and ears.

"Would you like to see me paint my Schatje ?"

11. Theodorous Van Gogh

He blushes and grumbles how you shouldn't be doing things like this and just hug him whenever you like. Lets you sit on his lap and play with his hair.

"Don't mess up my hair too much Hondje, or I'll have to tickle you down."

12. Dazai Osamu

The writer picks you up spins you around as sounds of pure joy erupt from both of you. He sets you down and gives you an adorable bear hug, his hugs sure are the best.

"You're real adorable, you know that right?"

[xxsycamore]

>>𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬

↬ 👙 While trying on bikinis, you make Napoleon hard. Public place or not, you know when you have to take responsibility.

Napoleon Bonaparte x f!Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Changing Room Sex; Public Sex; Public Blow Jobs; Blow Jobs; Deepthroating; Come Swallowing; Praise Kink • wordcount: 1,032 • masterlist

a/n:  I wrote this on a whim instead of sleeping. Don't look at me. For Late Summer Rendezvous, Day 5: Picking swimwear together goes naughty

"How is it?? Isn't it cuuute? I think it's even cuter than the last one!"

You spin around for Napoleon's eyes, showing off the bikini that got you gasping when you spotted it on the rack just a second ago. Just like the previous one. And the one before that.

Napoleon is understanding of the seriousness of the task. You gotta find the cutest one. It's tough.

Arms crossed in front of his chest, his dog tag necklace dangles slightly as he shakes his head with a troubled look on his face.

"I'm awful."

"Huh?" You stop in your tracks just before you can pull the curtain of the changing room closed again, a hand already making its way behind you so you can get out of this swimsuit and into the next one faster. "Why?"

"Because..." Napoleon starts, grabbing a random hanger from the rack before checking if anyone is looking at how he is about to enter the cramped changing room together with you. He's just there to help, it's plausible enough.

Once inside, he enjoys the way you back up to the mirror; the little shiver noticeably running down your spine as your naked shoulders touch the cool surface. You try to make space for him as he suddenly has you trapped.

"Because you think you're looking cute in that, when all I see is a piece of clothing I want to rip off you."

Surprised, you open your mouth before even thinking of what to say but it's needless anyway, because Napoleon steals your opportunity to say anything coherent at all. His hand grasps yours, guiding it on the front of his trousers. He's got a hard-on.

"I'm- Oops?"

"Is this all you got to say after shamelessly seducing your boyfriend? You're impossible, Nunuche." The click of his tongue has you biting your lip, something about his faint irritation turning you on. Had you known Napoleon is that easily influenced by the sight of you in those bikinis, you would have put in more effort in making him hard, for the fun of it. Maybe it's not too late to play that game. You can leave him here and return with a pair that isn't intended to be cute and see what he thinks then, palming his cock as you ignore him.

But you're not that cruel. You're his Nunuche who is even hornier than him, like usual.

"Why are you falling to your knees? Don't tell me you intend to-"

"Suck you off in the changing room? Yes, in fact, I do!"

Napoleon's emerald eyes waver for a second in caution as he slightly tilts his head as if to hear for any signs of people nearby. He signals you to be quiet, and weren't it for the zipper in your mouth as you work his pants down, you would've told him to watch his own mouth from here on and not worry about you.

Letting his hard, throbbing length rest against your cheek, you look straight at Napoleon while lowering down your bikini so your breasts pop out. Withdrawing, you catch his cock in your mouth, a bead of precum falling on your hot tongue as you start sucking him nicely, not losing any time in teasing. You love the powerful eruptions he's capable of when the pace is fast and he's not bothering to hold himself back.

Granted, he's already making that erotic face that lets you know he gave up on self-control even if he previously held any hopes of achieving it. Feeling hotter and hotter with you at his feet, he cards his fingers through his bangs to move them aside as he puts his other hand on top of your head.

"Yeah, just like that... Merde, I'm close- Swallow it."

You feel electricity running through your body as he speaks those last words, awfully a lot like an order, an accidental one, as you understand he genuinely worries about you making a mess. Enthusiased to make him see stars, you put your heart to the task, taking him in as deep as you can as the tip presses to the back of your throat. The involuntary whine that comes from you is what sents him over the edge, a barely hidden noise of pleasure rumbling in his throat as he does his best to warn you not to choke on his cum before he explodes.

You lose track of the times you take a big gulp of cum down your throat, and the thought has you lightheaded. Your boyfriend's vigor and potency are going to be the end of you one of these days.

Smiling weakly at him, you even tuck his cock back in his pants for him. "See, I swallowed everything and didn't make a mess!"

You can't quite put a finger on the expression Napoleon has on his face, if you didn't know any better, you'd assume he just got another hard-on, as you feel his thumb press onto your chin and swipe upwards to collect something, pushing it past your swollen lips. Swirling your tongue around it, you don't need to register the salty taste to figure out what it is.

"Yes, you did. Good girl."

Heart set on fire with the praise, you stand up to your feet again, turning around with your back to Napoleon to confuse him for a second before explaining as if it was obvious: "Does that mean we can now return to you picking up my swimsuit again? If you can't choose, I'll revoke your permission and just choose it myself..."

You feel his warm hands on your back, his low humming filling the small space as you steal a glance at him in the mirror untying your bikini top.

Instead of handing you the next pair, he first hooks his fingers inside your bottom piece and drags it down until it falls freely on the floor, leaving you completely naked.

"There, I'm choosing this one. I've been thinking about taking you skinny dipping for awhile now. And then some, ever since we got here. You can't refuse, can you?"

If it means one obstacle less in the way? You simply can't.

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[yanderepuck]

Kinktober Day 10

WELCOME BACK SLUTS. It's that time of the year you've been looking forward to. As always, Kinktober is hosted by your local Napoleon simp @xxsycamore

If you would like to read Kinktober 2021 and 2022 they are here

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Day 10 - Somnophilia | Cockwarming

Faust runs a hand through your hair, moaning softly.

"I should have made you start this a while ago," he tilts his head back against the wooden wall.

You wouldn't have guessed that a confession booth would have been easily spacious for two people to fit in, especially with you being on the floor.

His pants are open and you have his hardened cock resting in your mouth. Since you two are finally alone you decide to tease him and swirl your tongue around his tip.

He needs to quickly cover his mouth with his hand before moaning out. There are still people in the church and it's not like he cares about getting caught, but he needs to uphold some sort of image to keep this cover up.

"You bitch. You're getting punished for that later," he grabs the back of your head and makes you deep throat him for a few seconds.

Your hands squeeze his thighs and try not to gag. He pulls your head off of his cock to give you a moment to breathe.

"You're here to keep my cock in your mouth, got it?"

"I thought you liked when I played around with your cock~"

Now you're just being a brat.

"If that is how you are going to be then I guess I'll have to play around with you," he smirks at you. "I know how much you enjoy being my play thing."

"Mmm... Father Faust is getting naughty."

"Toys don't talk, remember," he shoves your head forward, putting his cock back in your mouth. "I'll make you useful later."

He keeps your head in place as someone else comes into the other side of the confessional.

[ellethespaceunicorn]

2023 Character Wrapped

@geralts-yenn and @raccoon-eyed-rebel tagged me to talk about my favorite characters. And well, this is just too good not to pass up. So, join me, won't you?

Let's rank my favorite characters! (Based on # of times I have written them).

Under the cut to keep my ramblings off your dashboard...but you just know there are bunch of Henry Cavill-shaped bitches under this cut.

But, in what order??

Alright, let's get this party started with...

Walter Marshall - Night Hunter

I feel like this is absolutely no surprise that I've written the most for this grumpy bear. But, I just call him Daddy. Whether he be touch-starved, an enemy turned lover, falling in love like a love-sick puppy, taking a little "me time" for himself, or being the goodest boy as werewolf Wolfie. Even wrote a headcanon about his hobbies.

2. Clark Kent - Man of Steel, BvS, Justice League

I have loved the character of Clark Kent since I was a little thing, I'm obsessed with curly-haired nerds. Clark also is the only character I have written "fluff" for, be it praising what you think are flaws or surprising you for your birthday. I have written him as a Sub and as a Dom (in my only work that has surpassed 1k notes).

3. August Walker - Mission: Impossible - Fallout

I've never written August as the good guy, and there is a reason for that. In my head, he's the life-ruiner. He can be sweet (to you), but odds are he just killed a guy because the guy looked at you for longer than a second. I've written August as a pissed-off Dom who was sick of being interrupted, a very bad Daddy, and an Uncle who takes advantage of his nephew's girlfriend here(original) and here(director's cut).

4. Captain Syverson - Sand Castle

Oh, Syverson. My baby don't even got a dayum first name and he's popular. I've written him confronting a lover during a post-apocalyptic pregnancy realization, and as a married father-to be getting his beard trimmed and talking to his unborn daughter. He's also featured in my Werewolf!Walter Marshall story, and that's all I'll say about that. (Also, I've been referring to him as James Syverson in every iteration of the character that I have written for - I think.)

5. Mike - Hellraiser: Hellworld

My sweet baby boy. He is a guilty pleasure. I gave him a full series where he finds love and has quite the cast of characters as his family. But, technically, I only wrote the series because of what happened here and here, when his naughty Uncle slept with his girlfriend.

6. Napoleon Solo - The Man from U.N.C.L.E.

He's just so fucking sexy. I love him, your honor. He's been a suave and sexy older man wooing a young student over a good meal, and also started a series where he was falling hard for a woman in his apartment building (still in the early stages and I promise @deandoesthingstome that I will get back to this series).

7. Sherlock Holmes - Enola Holmes series

I have also loved Sherlock Holmes since I was a little kid. I thought he was the coolest person ever, but he's a curly-haired nerd so of course I loved him. I love when Sherlock is in love, whether he is ignoring his bratty wife until he takes matters into his own hands, or if he is having trouble coming to terms with new love.

8. Charles Brandon - The Tudors

This little shit. This redeeemable, sexy, fucking slut. I love him. I've only written him once, and it was a request! But, I enjoyed it. I loved writing him getting teased sexually and then taking control of the situation. So hot.

9. Humphrey - Stardust

Ok, not actually a fan of Humphrey, I've just written him. And that was all thanks to @sillyrabbit81's milestone celebration at the beginning of this year. This fic is kind of a weird egg, just, go with me though. The plot is: you and Humphrey are step-siblings who end up getting a little...involved. I'm not sorry for the title of this fic.

And to our last entry, the only non-HC character...

10. Lloyd Hansen - The Gray Man

What can I say? If I had the means, and I guess I really do but whatever, I would rank this man at #2 above Clark Kent. Because Lloyd-excuse me...Sir is one of my all-time favorites. I've included him inside larger stories as a bit player, see Bright Like the Moon (where he plays a bad man later in the series). But, I also wanted him to have his own show where he was the star, so I had him stalk and kidnap a girl and tie her up in the basement and call her Sunshine. I also wrote a little headcanon about his family, quirks, hobbies and his sleeping habits.

TL;DR: Walter Marshall is Daddy, Lloyd Hansen is Sir. And I need to finish one series before starting another. Maybe I will work on that. *snort*

I have written for a lot of characters, and I'm not gonna stop. I really wanna write so much more and my WIP folder is literally overflowing with things. I just started a new fic like the day I posted the most recent chapter of THiCC. What am I doing??

No pressure tags: @cardierreh15 @milknhonies @halfofmysoulsblog @xblackreader @xsapphirescrollsx

[nefernankh-nezu]

Pls these are just so seggsy and naughty and funny too?! I'm giggling while reading 😍

Ahhhh sure yes yes Leo!!! ❤️💕

And Napoleon, ahaa long tongue??? 😂

[thegreatzombieartisan]

Napoleon’s love letters are like a jealous boyfriend out of his f*cking mind

His letters to Josephine… how do I sum these up?

Romantic, desperate, steamy, angry, flowery, pathetic, obsessive like 18th century texts and voicemails.

1. Napoleon as a bit clingy

“Your tears rob me of reason, and inflame my blood. Believe me it is not in my power to have a single thought which is not of thee, or a wish I could not reveal to thee.”

2. Napoleon when being literally Emperor of Europe

“Without his Josephine, without the assurance of her love, what is left him upon earth? What can he do?”

3. Napoleon sexting

“How happy I would be if I could assist you at your undressing, the little firm white breast, the adorable face, the hair tied up in a scarf a la creole.”

5. Napoleon asking, “Why aren't you texting me back?!"

I write you, my beloved one, very often, and you write very little. You are wicked and naughty, very naughty, as much as you are fickle. It is unfaithful to your faithful loving tender husband! You know how much pleasure they give me!”

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Alright, Yous asked for this - PART TWO

So, the list of all my drafts doesn't fit in one part...

Riding the Beasts SCP 682 smut CW: Monsterfucking

Sihtric AU-arama Just all osrts of Sihtric AUs, in a long, big list.

Some good ass edging Edging Modern!Sihtric, straight up smut

I'll Be Your Prize [Finan x Sihtric] Uhtred tells Finan he can ask for the thing he wants most, so Finan asks for Sihtric.

The Things We Do With Power - I The Boys fic, mild fix it, predominantly wicked smut.

A very old promise Once Upon the beginning of my blog, I promised to write a certain poly smut thing, so here goes nothing.

All About A Gag Sihtric x Finan x Osfert. Sihtric fakes a gag and Finan is not having it.

Domestic - Lan Mandragoran Lan x Reader, being cute.

One Big Bed Poly Wheel of Time smut. Rand is a slut in this one.

The Pantsident Mark tore his pants. Mark x Reader smut

A Long Drive [Marnas] Mark rips his pants and Arnas makes full use of the situation.

Orgasm Desperation - Stephen Colley Stephen x Reader, with reader making Stephen beg for it.

BoB Sexarama Shameless, plotless smut headcanons.

A3 - Throuple Aethelflead x Aldhelm x Aethelred headcanons

BoB Poly Family BS You get involved with Finan, Sihtric and Osferth and raise children with them. Modern verse, headcanon list

Band of Bebbanburgh - XII - Getting Ink Done Uhtred, Osferth, Finan and Sihtric are getting tatted and Sihtric likes it a bit too well.

First Kiss - Draco Malfoy Set during book six.

First Kiss - Eric Northman Simple as.

Basically every thought I have ever had about Sihtric, but in a pile Full ass headcanon dump on my very fav himbo.

Good Good Good, Good Vibrations Mr F uses a vibe on reader, in public, sorta.

Orgasm Desperation - Game!Lambert Needy Needy Lambertini.

Lambert in the Middle Lambert getting some DP from Eskel and Geralt.

Another Lovely Puppy Pile Reader x Many witchers (and Jaskier)

Band of Bebbanburgh - XI - Tetanus Uhtred 'challenges' Sihtric to catch a pigeon. Hoemboy gets pecked and scratched, but has no tetnaus immunisation, so Finan and Osferth have to wrangle him to go to the dco's. Sihtirc does not like doctors and has to be pacified with sexy times from his boyfriends.

Giving Birth to Sihtric's Child It is not reader's first and it will most certainly not be the last.

TLK Underworld AU Headcanon List about a mafia au of sorts

Finan Eating You Out He's good with his mouth, let's be real

How He Met Me - VI August POV version of The Prophet [fic]

At the Desk - Napoleon Solo Napoleon Solo fucking reader on her desk, Arranged Marriage verse.

Sex in the Changing Room - Modern!Sihtric Raunchy dirty naughty Sihtric fucking reader in the changing rooms of the local clothing store.

On the table - Sihtric Canon verse, he humps you on the table

Sex in the Bath - Captain Syverson Bath sex with Sy

Ever Curiouser - I Hellboy Longfic, polyship.

Some Bebbanboys smut, bc I am nasty Smutty stuff with Sihtric x Finan x Osferth

Ben Daimio x Werewolf Reader A beastly smut

The Bebbanboys Band AU headcanons

Ben Daimio - Sneaking Around Smutty, you and Ben avoid getting caught while fucking on the job

Sweetheart Prompt #3 Ivar Lothbrok, suprise surprise

Band of Bebbanburgh - X - What Sihtric Does Best Smut fest about Sihtric sucking dick

Ulysses Klaue Smut Does exactly what it says on the tin.

No Way We Are Making Homework - Modern Ubbe Modern Ubbe x Reader. You should be making homework, but you are not.

Nasty Nasty Dirty Gross Ubbe CW: Incest Ubbe uses one specific way of making Hvitserk listen.

Ubbe x Alfred - Modern AU Ubbe and Alfred shower together.

This Home I Built - TLK Poly Fest Selfish fix it fic, lotsa smut, mainly about Sihtric.

Santiago Garcia Breeding Kink V1 Santi knocking you up.

Alpha Geralt Going Feral Nasty smut with no excuses

Sihtric - Breeding Kink V1 Sihtric knocking you up

Omega Sihtric Going Feral Needy Omega Sihtric

Alpha Geralt Scenting You Scenting sesh getting out of hand.

Santiago Garcia - Rough Sex Ah yes, more shameless porn with no plot.

Scenting Omega Sihtric Scenting Omega Sihtric gets out of hand.

My Fair Lady Shameless Aldflaed smut

Expectations - Loki Shameless Loki smut

Choking Sam Winchester Reader applying some pressure to a big moose, sexually.

At Saltwick What happened between Sihtric, Finan and Osferth while the kids were asleep.

Sex in Public - Sihtric Canon verse.

Neteyam x Au'Nung Neteyam almost died and Au'Nung is distressed.

Proof That I am an Aweful Person [TLK Poly stuff] More ReaderxPretty Boys headcanons

Fjall Stoneheart - Doggystyle Shameless smut

Band of Bebbanburgh - IX - Seeking Refuge Osferth goes to Finan when his homelife starts turning for the worst.

Breeding V1 - Jake Sully Jake Sully knocking you up.

Band of Bebbanburgh - VIII - Show You How Sihtric teases Osferth how to please Finan

Band of Bebbanburgh - VII - Small Comforts Finan having himself a slice of Sihtric.

Band of Bebbanburgh - VI - Sihtric's Dream Sihtric wakes up from a bad dream and Finan and Osferth put him at ease.

By God(s) and Men - Finan x Sihtric Canon verse; Sihtric and Finan figure out their dynamic.

The Baker's Boy - Finan x Sihtric Modern AU; Finan just realised he's been in love with Sihtric all along.

The Witan - Mark/Arnas/Reader CW: RPF and RPS Established Arnas x Reader and Past Marnas. Arnas convinced reader to come along to a TLK cast vaca and things spin swiftly out on his control.

All Three of Them Reader x Sihtric x Finan x Osferth smut

Threesome with Sihtric and Osferth Shameless smut with a lil twist

Threesome with Sihtric and Finan Dirty smutty smut smut smut

[klutzyroses]

Hi! I wanted to ask if you could do ikevamp characters story on Latina F!Mc dancing that dance 💃 you know with that toght red dresses loose on the end and dancing flamenco? And maybe Sebas joins? Dosent need to be a big story just like they are on a little dinner and Mc decides to spice things up? Now i pray to gods that you didnt close yet. Byeee

Your prayers are answered, anon. This should be fun~👀

IkeVamp: Flamenco Dancer!Reader

How do they react to a latina Flamenco dancer reader?

Suitors: Napoleon, Arthur, Theo, Isaac, Dazai

It had all started one evening as two particular humans planned to entertain the residents of the mansion. They themselves had no idea what they planned to do until Y/N practically floated into the room in a flowing red dress. She was even more breathtaking than any rose, more so than the ones dotting her hair, the same enticing ruby glossing her soft lips. Every eye was on her, all in awe of her beauty, not daring to say a word, Arthur doesn't even dare to whistle. By her side, their butler was seated with a guitar(that nobody knew he could play but Sebas was full of surprises) as the beauty in red took her first position. Then, as the strumming began, so did she.

Napoleon

Wow...he didn't expect that from her at all.

Not only was she heart-stoppingly gorgeous, she was quite the dancer as well.

Though...how many times has she spun now? Wasn't she dizzy? He was just a bit concerned that she would lose her balance...

Only to be impressed when she never did. The way she stayed precise, her powerful, expressive movements conveying whatever tale she wove using her body being the sole focus of his viridian eyes.

He could feel his heart being stolen as he watches how the dress wraps her seductive figure in tempting red, flaring around her at her calves, like she was a blooming flower.

The unexpected opening in the back of her dress, displaying her shoulder blades and the curve of her spine did catch him off guard a bit, that was very daring, nunuche...

He will very much compliment said dancing flower and her instrumental partner once this very fun performance was over.

Arthur

Well, well little dove~

He didn't imagine she could be anymore beguiling than usual, but she has surpassed his expectations by far.

The way the sexy red accentuated her body, yet made her look deceptively modest in front, only to be met with a cheeky surprise when she spun...

She was quite the sight for sore eyes.

His sapphire orbs follow her as she twirls and slides across the floor, the clicking of her shoes creating a beat as her body moved expertly, yet seemingly spontaneously to the tune Sebastian played.

She was very talented indeed. She's been holding out, naughty girl!

He will applaud her without hesitation, teasing her for an encore, of course.

Theo

So Hondje can dance, huh?

When he could focus on something other than her frustrating beauty, he at first, kind of just brushed her dancing off as...just stomping her feet.

But when he actually took the time to pay attention, he realized there was much more to it than that.

She was actually really entertaining to watch in that eye-catching red dress, hugging her curves, flowers sprinkled into her silky hair...she is impossible to ignore, even if he doesn't admit that aloud.

She was alluring, charming, tantalizing in every way.

The rhythm was catchy and Sebastian was pretty impressive on that guitar, it was hard to not get sucked into the performance.

He may act like he isn't all that impressed, but he would certainly not object to seeing her do that again.

Isaac

G...goodness...she's incredible...

He'd never seen anything quite like it. She was so fast, yet do coordinated, so sure of her movements.

He could almost be envious of her graceful, yet powerful movements, her silky hair flowing behind her as she twirls and clicks her heels to the rhythm Sebastian plays.

W...wait a moment...why is her entire back exposed?!

She was so beautiful, mesmerizing to watch, yet he still felt shy watching her...but he can't look away!

He did wonder how she didn't fall or get dizzy after so many sudden spins and sharp turns, but the way she stayed so focused, yet so natural, she seemed immaculately effortless. A true master of her craft.

He would very timidly applaud her, having very thoroughly enjoyed the show indeed.

Dazai

How talented Y/N-chan is~

He isn't exactly well versed in flamenco or even in Latino culture, but he was very much entertained.

She was such a marvel. Just look at how she moved. So fast, so nimble, so light on her feet as she spun round and round. She reminded him of a fluttering red fairy.

With clicking shoes, haha.

And what a beauty she was in that dress. It was so extravagant, yet not too over the top, as the skirt swished to and fro at her whims, and the dip revealing her slender back, teasing at the base of her tailbone, her dimples of venus exposed for viewing...my my, how very bold, Y/N-chan...

He wondered what she'd do if he just ran his finger up her bare skin...

He very much enjoys the performance and will just as much playfully tease her from about dancing just for him some time.

🌸

[loneberry]

Goodbye Little Bella

How many ways can a heart break? My heart keeps breaking. Our family dog Bella passed away yesterday at age 13 (almost 14). Bella was a skittish runt who was spritely and vivacious until her health took a turn for the worse about a week ago. Even when I saw her a couple months ago in Florida she was up to her usual acrobatics, leaping from couch to couch as though she were a young thing. She had what I would sometimes jokingly call a “Napoleon complex”: a tendency to compensate for her diminutive frame with bellicosity, sometimes even barking at dogs 5 times her size. Most of the time she was sweet and just wanted endless belly rubs. She had a naughty side, too, and derived bottomless pleasure from the act of ripping up napkins.

Bella had a special connection with my little brother Danny (above). Energetically, they were both on the same wavelength: frenetic, active, ADD, mischievous—kindred spirits with a “fearful avoidant attachment style,” as Danny would sometimes joke. In the morning Bella would go to his door and scratch and bark until he came out. Last night Danny called me crying. Our little Bella is gone. It pains us to think about how Bella suffered in those last days, staring with her Bella eyes.

When I close my eyes I see her perma-puppy eyes, the nervous way she would stare at everyone she looked at. It made you want to protect her. Even when she was an elderly dog, she always remained a puppy in our eyes. It breaks my heart thinking about how much she suffered in her final days, how she dragged her hind legs, unable to walk or eat or sleep. She looked at my mother and father with eyes so sad they continue to haunt them. On the last night my father stayed up all night with her, trying to feed her. She just stared and stared, stayed awake all night looking helplessly at my father.

The next day my father took her to the vet. She had a herniated disc, pneumonia, and an infection. At the vet she shook uncontrollably—did she know what was coming? They had to give her a sedative. Before the vet put her down, my father told Bella how much we all loved her. They wrapped her in a blanket and my father said goodbye on our behalf. He said, “One day in heaven we will all be together as a family again.”

Now Bella’s sister Mia, blind for many years, roams the house barking and feverishly sniffing, confused about Bella’s abrupt disappearance. “It feels so weird!” My mom cries. The whole Wang family is weeping. We loved our little Bella.

Depicted in the photo: My father with Bella and Mia, two sister weenies from the same litter. He loved to watch TV with Bella and Mia perched on the couch, with one on each side. Mia has spent her whole life—from birth to now—with Bella, so I can only imagine what a shock it must be for her, especially since she cannot see and just keeps searching for the scent of Bella.

Bella (right) and Mia (left) cuddling

*

Someone or something dies. You have to touch the hole all over again. It never gets easier.

[catierambles]

Null Ch.16

Pairing: Incubus!Charles Brandon x Anna Williams (OFC)

WC 3085 (is a bit chonky)

Warnings: Eh, none? Minors DNI 18+ ONLY

@brattymum96 , @ouroboros113 , @peaches1958 , @summersong69 , @henryownsme , @fvckinghenrycavill , @raccoon-eyed-rebel , @eldarwen333

Anna wiped away the steam from the mirror, looking at her reflection. Leaning in, she looked at her eyes, but the pupils were still round and not slitted. Moving her fingers through her hair, she didn't feel any bumps at her hairline of horns starting to grow in. She hadn't felt any odd patches of skin that might have been scales forming as she showered. Maybe they were wrong? Maybe what August had seen, what they all except for Mike had noticed was something else? Some odd byproduct of Charles feeding from her, but Napoleon had warned her at the party and that was before she and Charles had slept together, and he had only done so because he saw it start happening, according to him.

What did a succubus look like in their true form, anyway? Were they like the incubi? Or was it different between the males and females? If she ended up looking like the Desire Demons from Dragon Age, she was going to go mental.

Her phone dinged at her from the bedroom and she went to it, picking it up and seeing a text from Mike that was just a heart emoji. She sent him one back and tossed her phone back in the bed, getting changed out of the towel and into her pajamas, climbing into bed after turning out the lights. She laid in bed for a long while, scrolling through her phone when there was a shifting in the room.

"Hey." She heard Mike whisper and she sat up, turning on the lamp, and seeing him standing at the foot of the bed. "I know you said you wanted to be alone, and I know that me being here will only make things worse because of demonic radiation energy shit, but I…I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I don't know, Mike." She said, "I'm just…not scared, I guess, but it probably hasn't fully processed yet."

"I gotcha." He said, and started shifting his weight from side to side. "I should probably go. Probably shouldn't have come here to begin with."

"Come here." She said, opening her arms and there was a moment's pause before he crawled onto the bed, just about laying on her as she wrapped him in her arms, his head on her chest. "You're okay, buddy. I don't blame you."

"Thank you." He sighed, sinking into her as he held her ribs in his hands. There was another shifting and Sy blinked at them when he saw them.

"Same thought, huh?" He asked and Mike nodded.

"You too, big guy, get over here." She said and he went around to the other side of the bed, climbing on and Mike shifted slightly, making room for him.

"You know…" Mike started and she flicked his ear, recognizing that tone as him about to suggest something naughty.

"No." She said and Sy chuckled. "Sy, you called Charles your brother. Did you mean like "bro" brother, or "we have the same parents" brother?"

"Same dad, different moms." Sy said, "We all do."

"I had noticed you all vaguely resembled each other." Anna pointed out.

"You haven't met our other brother, Walter. He's on what's basically our version of the police, so he's constantly working." Sy said and she hummed.

"Hey, Anna?" Mike asked and she hummed again with a different inflection. "We've established "succubitch", but what about the dudes?"

"Incubastard." She said without skipping a beat.

"I like it." Mike said, a smile in his voice.

"You're quick, doll, you're very quick." Sy said and he picked his head up, the lamp turning off as he looked at it. "Good night."

"Good night." Mike echoed, burrowing into her chest somewhat. Anna didn't say anything, but she did feel a small smile pull at her lips as she drifted off.

Anna woke when her alarm went off, Mike making a complaining sound and snuggling further into her stomach where he had curled himself. Reaching over for her phone, she stopped the alarm and laid there for a few more minutes before opening her eyes. Looking at the both of them, she saw that they had changed their clothes into pajamas at some point, Mike in shorts and a tank top and Sy in a threadbare t-shirt and sleep pants.

“I gotta get up.” She said, patting Mike’s head gently, but he just made another sound, his arm wrapping tighter around her waist. “Mike, c’mon cuddles, I gotta pee and get ready for work.”

“Call out.” He mumbled and she snorted.

“I still gotta use the bathroom.” She said and he groaned, releasing his hold on her, rolling over on the bed. “Sy, you too, spider monkey.” He just snuggled deeper into her neck, his beard scratching at her skin. “Oh my god, you’re both children.” Picking up his arm where he had laid it over her chest, she pushed it off her and he rolled over onto his stomach, untangling his legs from hers. Scooting to the end of the bed, she went into the bathroom and did her business, looking into the mirror above the sink as she pulled a brush through her hair. Going to sleep with it wet had been a bad idea, but there was nothing she could do about it now except pull it back in a bun to somewhat tame it. Something caught her eye and she pulled up the sleeve of her t-shirt, baring her shoulder. “What the shit!” She heard Sy and Mike nearly fall off the bed at her exclamation and they both appeared in the doorway of the bathroom.

“Doll?” Sy asked.

“You okay, sweetcheeks?” Mike asked and she turned to them, showing them her shoulder. A dark scaling had appeared on her skin, colors shifting under the light like snake scales. It honestly reminded her of a rainbow python. They were smooth as she ran her hand over them, but she could still feel the scale pattern under her palm. “Shit.”

“Let me see them.” Sy said and went to her, taking her arm in his hands and looking over the scaling. “Yep, there it is. Fuck, we should have never come here, it just kicked the attunement into gear.” He let go of her arm and she checked her other shoulder, seeing the scaling there too. “Let me see, doll.” He turned her back to him gently and lifted her shirt. “Nothing on your back.”

“I didn’t see any on my legs either.” She said and he nodded. Mike came over and she turned back around. He held her arm in his hand, his thumb moving over the scales.

“They’re beautiful.” He said, “The colors are awesome. Fuck, I wish mine looked like this.”

“Yeah, kinda jealous myself.” Sy said with a slight scowl.

“Is it a succubus thing?” Anna asked.

“No, it’s a you thing. Scales are like fingerprints, no two are the same.” Sy explained and she made a defeated sound, dropping her forehead to his chest. “I know, doll. You want us to get lost?”

“Nah, fuck it. If it’s gonna happen, it’s gonna happen.” Anna said, “I may not like it, but whatever.”

“That’s the spirit.” Mike said.

“I just hope I don’t end up looking like a Desire Demon from Dragon Age.” She said and they gave her questioning looks.

“Imma google it.” Mike said and left the bathroom. “Bruh.” He said a moment later and she snorted.

“One second, doll. Stay here where the lighting is good.” Sy said and left the bathroom as well, coming back with his phone. “Present.” She turned her shoulder to him, lifting up her sleeve again and adjusting her arm so he had a good view of them as he took a picture. “Sending it to the others.” A pause, “And it’s away.”

“Anna!” Her brows jumped as Charles came running into the bathroom, pushing Sy aside, “Let me see!” He looked over the scales as Sy had done but she pulled her arm out of his grasp.

“Did you have to send it to him, too?” She asked, looking at Sy.

“Woulda made it to him eventually.” Sy said, “If not me, then one of the others.”

“Anna,” Charles said, “I understand that you’re angry with me.”

“Ya think?” She shot back. “Charles, you didn’t tell me potentially life changing information, and you had several opportunities to do so.”

“I didn’t think--”

“No, you didn’t think.” She said and he sighed. “So yeah, I’m still pissed at you.”

“Syverson, why do you and Mike look as if you’ve just woken up?” Charles asked.

“Uh because we have.” Sy said.

“You spent the night?” His jaw tightened as he asked it.

“Oh fuck off with that!” Anna said and his brows jumped at her in surprise. “Yes, they spent the night, no, nothing happened except sleep. It’s none of your business anyway.”

“You two should have stayed away from her.” Charles said, turning on him. “Scales coming in this quickly is because you didn’t.”

‘We’re aware of that, Chuck.” Sy said and his jaw tightened again, “Pardon fucking us for worrying about someone we care about.”

“Someone you care about?” Charles asked, his tone accusatory.

“You can fuck off with that, too.” Anna said and pushed past them out of the bathroom, fixing her sleeves. Mike sat on her bed with his legs folded underneath him and she ruffled his dark curls as she grabbed her phone from the nightstand, looking at the time. “I have just enough time to make coffee and log in.”

“Go get set up, doll.” Sy said, leaning in the doorway of the bathroom. “I’ll make you coffee and bring you it.”

“You don’t--” Charles started.

“Two teaspoons of sugar and enough creamer to make it kinda caramel colored, if you could.” Anna said with a small smile and he nodded.

“Logging that away.”

“Hey,” Mike said, looking up from his phone, “Message from Leon in the group chat. He did some digging last night and from what little we do know about it, once attunement has started, there’s no stopping it. You can slow it down, but it’ll complete itself eventually.”

“Best to get it over and done with now, then?” Anna asked and he nodded.

“I guess so.” He said with a shrug as well. “Your scales are bitchin’ though, so at least there’s that.”

“You doin’ okay?” Sy asked and she shrugged.

“Not really, but freaking out and having a breakdown won’t solve anything.” Anna said and he nodded.

“Go get set up for work, I’ll bring your coffee in when it’s done.” He said and she nodded, giving him an appreciative smile as she left the bedroom, heading for the study.

She was logged in and already working by the time he came in with her coffee, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and setting the mug down on the desk without a word. Him and Mike wandered in and out of the study sporadically throughout the day, grabbing something to read or asking where certain things were. Charles didn’t make an appearance, and she had no idea if he was even still in the house. She didn’t hate him and she even missed him a little, but him not telling her that something like this could happen even though that chance was slim was a massive violation of her trust. He hadn’t lied to her outright, but it might have been better if he had.

Finally it was time to clock out for the day and she did so, shutting down her work laptop and heading out of the study. She walked down the stairs into the living room but faltered slightly as she rounded the corner and saw Ann sitting there in one of the chairs. Mike and Sy were sitting on the couch with their backs to her, but their shoulders were tight so she guessed they had not invited her over.

“Hello, Anna.” Ann said with a false smile.

“Succubitch.” Ann said simply and the smile faltered slightly.

“Charming.” She said, “A little bird told me you’re going through some changes.”

“A little bird named what? August or Leon? It wasn’t Mike, Sy, or Charles because they can’t stand you any more than I can.” Anna said, crossing her arms over her stomach.

“Neither, actually.” Ann said, “I have a contact in the archives that told me that our dear Napoleon was looking into attunement. There’s only one reason why he would be looking into something as esoteric as that.”

“Ooh big word, “esoteric”. Too bad you used it incorrectly.” She said and Mike snorted as Ann perked a brow at her. “Not to be that person, but esoteric means something that is understood by very few. Latin or similar dead languages would be esoteric, certain philosophical studies would be esoteric. Attunement sounds more…atypical, than esoteric. Easily understood, but doesn’t happen very often.”

“Whatever.” Ann said with a roll of her eyes, “Semantics aside, you’re turning into one of us. Albeit some halfbreed mongrel.”

“Ann, are you capable of having a conversation without insulting someone?” Anna asked, “Honestly, if you’re like this with everyone, I don’t know how you haven’t starved to death by now. Also, didn’t Charles tell you that you weren’t welcome here anymore? I may be pissed at him right now, but that still firmly stands. So, if you would be so kind, get the fuck out of my house.” Ann stood from the chair, walking around the couch to face her properly.

“What is it about you that has them all so enamored?” Ann asked, “First Charles, then the others. There is absolutely nothing special about you. Looks wise you’re…average, and your personality is pedestrian at best.”

“Ann, how I am with you is different from how I am with them. I don’t like you, I like them. They treated me like a person when they first met me, you acted like I was some sideshow freak and talked down to me.” Anna said, “Now, get the fuck out of my home.”

“I will leave when I am good and ready to leave.” Ann said and Sy and Mike stood from the couch.

“You can leave on your own,” Sy said, “Or we can kick you out. Choice is yours.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” Ann said, giving them looks over her shoulder.

“Fuck around and find out.” Mike said.

“Fine.” She said after a moment, “But I’ll be keeping an eye on you, Anna, and when the others lose interest and abandon you, I’ll be there to really make sure you feel that sting.” She vanished from the house and Anna sniffed, her hands tightening into fists.

“Is there any way we can keep her out for good?” She asked.

“It’s an all or nothing kind of thing.” Sy said, “Either you have it so any demon can come in, or you set it up so no demon can.”

“Figured.” Anna said, “Thought I’d ask. What's her damage, anyway?"

"She and Charles were kind of on again off again for a while." Sy said and she arched a brow at him. "Not a good relationship by any means. When you bought the place, they were in their off stage and all of a sudden he wouldn't stop talking about the null that bought the house. Charles was…"

"An asshole." Mike said.

"Not a great guy. What Ann and Napoleon told you about him wasn't far off from the truth." Sy said, "He was cocky, arrogant, with good reason though, no woman had ever turned him down. Then you came along and knocked him down a few dozen pegs. You humbled him big time, baby girl. He was fascinated by you, yeah, but somewhere along the way you went from a fascination to someone he legitimately cared about. It was nice to see that change in him."

"And the rest of you?"

"We wanted to see what the hype was about." Sy admitted, "Doll, you see us as people, not sexual objects or something you just want to fuck. You see us, unclouded by the auras we give off. You realize how great that is? To be seen as a person and not a walking sex toy?"

"I said something similar to Charles when my hormones were going haywire." Anna admitted, "That yeah, I could have taken him up on his offer, but that would just be using him as a walking dildo that breathes and I wasn't going to do that."

"That's unheard of around us and it probably threw him for one hell of a loop." Sy said, "We're not demons or incubi around you, we’re people. Can't speak for the others, but that's one hell of a good feeling, doll. To be seen."

"I dig it." Mike said with a shrug, but he had a small crooked smile on his face. "We're yours, sweetcheeks, and we ain't ever going to leave you." She could help it, couldn't stop her eyes from burning and soon tears were rolling down her face, falling to the floor as she looked down. Anna felt them get closer and Sy pulled her to his chest, one of her arms wrapping around his waist as she held Mike's hand with the other, the younger incubus laying his cheek against her shoulder as he held her hand in both of his.

"Anna?" She heard and took her face from Sy's chest, looking over and seeing Charles standing there. Pulling away from Sy, Mike let go of her hand and she went to him. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." His voice choked somewhat and she pulled him to her, holding him as he buried his face in her neck, his arms wrapping around her tightly. "I can't…I can't lose you." She pulled away only so much that she could look at him, reaching up and brushing the damp from his face. Lacing her fingers through his hair, she pulled him into a kiss and he sobbed briefly against her lips, his eyes closing tight as he returned it. "I love you." She just kissed him again, parting his lips and deepening it. She felt Sy and Mike leave, probably due to her burgeoning transformation as she never used to feel when they came and went, and Charles clung to her. Pulling away from the kiss, she went up on her toes and pressed her lips to his forehead.