#cat King

[vanillaflowerstuff]

all of them together 😞😢

[gaypanicattackonlegs]

Fem! Catwin?

🫡🫡

[setevulpo]

lovingly pointing out that the cat king did to edwin what edwin did to his cat

step by step, even. offered him something he wanted (even if only deep down), put a binding spell on him, then asked for something he wanted in exchange for freedom

obviously they wanted different things, but it's funny that the cat king just decided "let's copy paste the crime as the punishment"

[lereadinggrinch]

I have three dbda fanfic ideas and don't know what to write first.

I'll probably write them all at some point. I just don't know where to start. Pls help. :)

1. Edwin must have been enchanted—what other reason could there be for being in love with the Cat King? But why does the Cat King look so surprised when Edwin asks him to break the spell? (catwin)

2. While Niko sleeps, Edwin flips through one of her magazines, which claims you're meant to be a couple if you can answer a few questions about the other person. Coincidentally, Edwin can answer every question about Charles. (payneland)

3. Charles has finally decided to confess his feelings to Edwin. The problem? Edwin thinks Charles is trying to confess that he lost one of Edwin's favorite books. (payneland)

[incorrect-deadboy-quotes]

Cat King, to Edwin: I'll be under the mistletoe when you start feeling desperate!

[shaylogic]

I'm watching Down Low for the first time

I can't escape them and I don't want to

[addictedtoblami]

Do we know if Principal Niko purposefully added the clause which she used to get Edwin and Charles a free pass from the Night Nurse in ep 8??

[popodoki]

Ye ole NSFW Catwin ficlet x

Content under the read more, you know how it is

Beard burn, Edwin riding the Cat King's stubbled face

They'd never tried this before.  

Well, no, that isn't exactly true. Edwin has sat on the Cat King's face numerous times (his king loved to press all of Edwin's buttons, once discovered, teased and pried out of him, until all of his carefully cultivated control was virtually non-existent. There must’ve been something quite pleasurable about the whole affair to the Cat King as well, something about feeling Edwin's increasingly trembling thighs pressing in on the sides of his head, the squeezing against his face increasing exponentially, until Edwin was riding him properly, each rock of his hips pressing the back of the Cat King's head deeper into the pillow, the bed, the floor).  

Edwin had not, however, had occasion to sit on the Cat King's face, when sporting actual stubble.  

It's most certainly not because he didn't find the weathered look attractive. If you asked Edwin, it only accentuated the strong line of his lover’s jaw, whilst slimming down some of the sharpness that he'd never lost in his damned ever-charming smirks.  

Edwin had found himself staring at the Cat King's five o’clock shadow on more than one occasion, wondering what it would feel like, brushing up against his most intimate skin. Would he be left squirming the morning after, unable to sit properly without being reminded of their activities the night before? He wanted to experience that. Hells, he wanted it bad.  

Which brought them back to the present, where a very naked Edwin was preparing to straddle the Cat King's face.  

Although this is hardly the first time, all of the old fears come bubbling up to the surface the moment he peeks down, sees the over-eager face peering up at him from between his spread legs. The rational part of Edwin whispers to him, telling him he’s far from small, there's always the very real chance that he'll crush his lover underneath his weight. That at the absolute height of his pleasure, he'll slip up and, and... The Cat King, of course, would be more than happy to go out in a haze of orgasmic bliss, but— 

The second he feels the stubble gently graze against the softest part of his thighs as they gently hover down, down, down, Edwin’s control flies right out the window. It was already more sensation, more different of an experience than he’d expected, even brushing, downright tickling roughly against the smooth skin of his balls, as he settles down with a huff of air escaping him.  

Arms hook around Edwin thighs, maneuvre to pull him even closer, and Edwin’s eyes roll back in his head as his fingers clench into fistfuls around nothing.  

There’s a tongue darting out, licking a wet stripe along the length of Edwin's ass from right behind his balls to his hole. The sensation of hot, wet, thick muscle prodding against his tender skin is heightened, accentuated, by the slow drag of the Cat King’s downright furry cheek and jaw against his skin. It only serves to make Edwin press his hips down harder, until that hair, which had felt so deliciously short yet coarse underneath his fingertips, feels like it is scraping along his skin. No, scraping isn't exactly the right word. Scraping implies that there was some degree of pain, and the sensation building from between his shivering thighs... it isn't pain at all. There's a mild discomfort, building, but Edwin welcomes it with every roll of his hips. Coupled with the slick heat of that tongue, eagerly pushing in and out of his fluttering, clenching hole, it feels like every last one of his nerve-endings is singing. Any and all tension is washing out of him, in an almost orgasmic wave of pleasure... 

"H-Harder." He pants, and as always, the Cat King is all too happy to oblige him. Clawed fingers press into the meat of Edwin’s thighs, leaving the promise of bruising and red little lines for Edwin to trace later, in the silence. For now, he moans loud and unashamed as his lover makes sure to push and pull Edwin down harder against his cheeks, bobbing his head in ever exaggerated motions, to ensure maximum of contact between thigh and deliciously scraping stubble.  

Edwin’s nails dig into whatever purchase they can find on the Cat King’s skin, drawing thin lines to on the surface in kind. Whenever his marks stain red, twin moans are muffled with teeth finding bottom lips, or fangs sinking into the sensitive skin of Edwin’s taint. 

It was almost embarrassing, how fast the Cat King can bring Edwin right up to the edge. All that confidence, that arrogance that Edwin cannot fault his lover for having, with a track record to hold it up so, so easily. Conquered, Edwin is strung along, flung into two nearly back-to-back orgasms, before his partner begins to show signs of tiring. At the end of it all, Edwin's cock near aches, a bit of his come still glistening at the very tip of his cock, as his body convulses with the final aftershocks of pleasure.  

He shifts a little, hissing under his breath at the movement brushing stubble once more against by now truly irritated skin, but remains close, hovering above of the Cat King's face, as he takes a moment to steady his breathing.  

"Everything you expected, Ghostie?" The Cat King sounds breathless, a healthy flush framing his cheeks, with even more redness to the skin below his nose and ears. 

"Well," Edwin pretends to think it over as he finally rises, stretches, lets himself drop back down onto the bedding, next to his lover’s face this time, "I trust that you don't have any plans to shave anytime soon." 

[makethisuseraname]

chapter 2 is here!! featuring: an edwardian ghost vs. feelings

[lady-disdain221b]

The Cat King: I am SUCH a romantic lsnswks☺️

Charles: Hold my beer

[meybuyan]

patron saint of the lonely and desperate

[vanillaflowerstuff]

i also miss these dudes 😔

[lorastyrels]

Butcher, Night Nurse, Crow and a King of Cats

[setevulpo]

okay but how do you think the cat king felt after edwin got dragged to hell? or when esther kidnapped him?

beyond what we see, i mean.

because edwin did warn him that the caging spell (and by extension, them staying in town) was dangerous. like it was one of the first things he said about the spell. the cat king says it's a caging spell, explains it will keep him in town, and edwin's exact quote is "unacceptable, kindly remove it. we cannot stay here. it is dangerous."

and then that danger was proven to be incredibly real, first when the night nurse finds them, then when hell caught him and dragged him back, then when esther caught him and tortured him.

i mean, the cat king had to know that all of this was related to the spell, right?

[astheriiiart]

pride memories 🌈✨

[shaylogic]

"Is Charles your 'special' friend?"