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⋅ ── ✩ Glimpses of Teal and Auburn - Picnic

Words: 602

Characters: Arthur/Mc/Isaac

Summary: In which Isaac joins them for a picnic. Overthinking as usual...

Hey!! This is a series! This is the third part of it, for more info and the other bits, please view this post.

“A picnic?” Isaac spoke to himself, scanning the letter she had left on his desk once more. 

Arthur and her apparently had previous plans to go on a small outing, but something inane must have caused them to invite him. Wouldn’t he just be an awkward accessory?

The letter was set back as he glanced out the window, recalling how pleasant the sun felt on his skin the brief moment he managed to step outside today.

Well… He could always bring a book along, couldn’t he?

Isaac was greeted by the smiling couple once he met them in the garden. He nervously tapped his boot against the ground, clearing his throat. But before he had a chance to speak, she was settling beside him, holding up a book of her own.

“Looks like we had the same idea, Isaac. Isn’t the weather perfect for reading today?”

“Erm, y-yes, it is…”

“Figured this would be a good chance to chat about some things,” Arthur smiled as he spoke, and to anyone else it would seem like a normal statement. But Isaac’s cheeks flushed, knowing they were wanting to talk about the…. Tryst, he had been invited to.

“R-right…” Every movement of his felt stiff- since when had he gotten more nervous between these two? But they didn’t let him suffer in such a way for long. 

Instead, Arthur accepted his awkward agreement while giving her a wink, and… they were off, walking past the grounds of the mansion, further into privacy.

He shouldn't feel his heart flutter like so. She held onto his hand tightly as they walked up the nearby hill, basket in his other hand as he carefully guided her. Before them was Arthur, blanket in tow as he led the way to an 'old picnic spot' he used to roam off to on days plagued with writer's block.

As Arthur babbled about the secluded spot, swearing it was the reason he was finally able to publish this or that story, Isaac glanced over at her, catching her stifling a giggle.

Was this what being in a relationship was like? Accepting your partner's subtle oddities while sharing some of your own?

How wonderful it must be to be so readily accepted in such a way…

"Here we are!"

Still ramped up by his own excitement, Arthur whipped out the blanket in a flourish- acting dramatic in order to incite more teasing tsks from her. It seemed as though Isaac’s brows furrowing made Arthur’s smile brighter, bringing out laughter from the man.

Isaac… Couldn’t really fathom why his expression caused that, but he still watched as Arthur took her hand with the same energy as before, pressing a kiss against her knuckles before the couple settled onto the blanket. Isaac was surprised when Arthur reached for his hand after, playfully tugging him down to join them.

“We packed all of your favorites, Newt!” 

“Which means I made sure Arthur didn’t pack any apples…”

For a moment, Isaac leaned back on his hands as they unpacked the basket and chatted between each other, closing his eyes and letting the cooling wind freely muss his hair without complaint. That, paired with the warmth of her hand over his, and being shoulder to shoulder with Arthur, felt the closest he could get to pure joy. How odd, that it was these two settling his heart in such a way.

Perhaps spending one heated night with them, regardless of his experience, wouldn’t be as shameful as he pictured it to be. Not if they accepted him just a fraction as readily as they accepted each other.

This one is pretty short. Admittedly, I realized that it's been a Very long time since I updated this, and so I looked for another SFW scene and tried to put some sort of order to them, and decided that this one would be a nice third installment.

Eventually....eventually...this does delve into smut... however those drafts are. hm. they don't seem to follow a set timeframe, and it is difficult figuring out who does what with Isaac first, second, last... They are usually short as well, with Isaac a bit overwhelmed but enjoying himself.

i assumed it made a bit more sense to put out the fluffy stuff before they bang, and then slip in the small bits of them banging. Since it's all over the place, I may combine some of the things Mc does with isaac into a post where Isaac is reflecting on the many things they've done together, before Arthur starts taking his turn.

Don't know! Sorry, I'm not used to sharing fanfics that never got completed in the end. It is a little hard to muster past the anxiety to show how clusterfucked some of it is.

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Isaac&Arthur moments in Interlude

Isaac's not bothered about Arthur saying he'll fall in love with again

He's relieved we didn't kiss his boyfriend

To sum up: they love each, your honor

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8, 9, 12, 15, 23!

Ty so much for these, Scummy! I had fun answering them! Have a lovely day!

8. What song would make a great fic (to either write or read)?

Off the top of my head, Puppy Princess by Hot Freaks (I seriously can't get sick of it, STILL) or just any song that has a story telling element to it ..... I love songs like that! I actually have an idea about this one, it's a love triangle with fenray and mc. i also have a whole playlist for it not just this song... *scratches head*

9. How do you find new fic to read?

With Napo? I request them

I read a lot of stuff in ao3 of other fandoms! I almost always have an "ultimate fave" in all media I consume so I'll just read every oneshot available with them fjksjfks at least for my top faves! Even though my lovely writer mutuals on here keep me well fed with their fics ❤️ im never out of things to read! ikeseries is the only occasion where I'm not picky and read stuff for all characters!

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

Can't think of any right now! I'm not a big fan of anything angst related but it has grown a liiitle bit more on me recently, actually!

15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written?

Anything Modern AU is close to my heart (that isaacona poly fic? absolutely), like the napo gets head in his 5* modern au cards trilogy, but also one that is very dear to me is for ikevamp "everything is the same but they're in modern times now" because that's sort of default setting for my daydreams with the suitors hkhdjkh how come i've only written it like that in just one fic (i think)? and of course it's that chaotic halloween party one

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

FLOWER SHOP AU... i love cliches!! the thing that is stopping me is that it doesn't really work for oneshots all that well and oneshots is what i do... also uhh low budged christmas movie au (?) imagine all the possibilities

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Thank you for the writers recommendations! Do you happen to have any favourite fan fiction or drabbles from fandom?

Hello again! And yes I do have some favs for you! My head is empty, no thoughts, so sorry this took longer than expected! In no particular order:

scummy-writes / ikevamp / "Circles" (also pls go check out scums other isaacona writing it is so GOOD and she got me hooked 🥺)

readerinsertfanfiction / ikesen / "City Streets"

starlitsummermoon / ikesen / "Take me with you"

gossamer-sky / ikesen, ikerev, ikevamp / abcs (ns/fw) (bro I LIVE for these I licherally sat and just read through them all at once). Also yes I realized I linked the masterpost, but it's all there!! Go for it!!

Special mention cause it's been on my mind

gossamer-sky / ikesen / "Surrender"

[scummy-writes]

It's still wednesday somewhere, right? :') I maybe got distracted with some things.

Here is a current wip for Glimpses of Teal and Auburn, a Arthur/Mc/Isaac fanfic, that I would love to finish eventually.

It takes him a moment to register the sound, but once the knock gets firmer, Isaac’s jolts from his thoughts. He blinks once, twice, and then shakes his head, finally moving to open the door. And when he does, he sees her; in her nightgown with a shawl wrapped around her shoulders. “Is everything alright?”  But she smiles at his question, nodding. “I’m fine, it’s just… Well, Arthur and I were getting ready to go to bed and thought maybe you’d… like to join us?” She peeks over his shoulder, noting the mess of gears and tools on his desk. “Unless you’re busy?” He follows her gaze. “W-well… I should probably stop for the night, lest I get absorbed into it until morning.” Then it fully clicks to him, pink dusting his cheeks. “W-wait, sleeping with you and Arthur?” “Not in the dirty way,” She giggles, leaning against the doorframe, “we thought it might make you less nervous whenever we do… you know.” Now it’s her turn to blush, but she continues. “Surely if you spend a few nights with us, just getting used to how we all rest, it’ll help?” “... I… M-maybe so.” “It’s really okay if you don’t want to, Isaac, you don’t have to say ‘yes’ to everything I suggest.” “I-It’s not that, I promise,” Isaac rubs the back of his neck, “Is the bed b-big enough?” “Mine is, I think Arthur’s would be a little too cramped, especially if Vic tried to join us.” Isaac nods, thoughts preoccupied on being wrapped in blankets with her scent. Not to mention in her arms-  Isaac clears his throat, nodding. “Then y-yes, I’ll join you. I just need to get dressed….”

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⋅ ── ✩ Glimpses of Teal and Auburn - Doubts

Words: 916

Characters: Arthur/Isaac

Summary: In which Isaac overthinks and worries

Isaac absentmindedly bit the corner of his thumb, scanning over the pages of the book lost in thought. In truth, he wanted the book to offer some distraction, but he found himself rereading the same passages over and over again while he kept thinking of the proposition he was offered.

He couldn’t deny that he was curious. A night spent entertwined with such a loving couple, finally being able to get a taste of that warmth between them… But why were they wanting him out of everyone here? Was it purely out of pity due to his lack of romantic experience? Because they were attracted to him?

Or was it simply the fact that the other residents rejected the couple’s odd request, and Isaac was the last on the list?

The idea sullied his mood in an instant, for it seemed the most likely. Because, in comparison, how could he be the ideal choice? A lack of sexual prowess did more harm than good in this situation, considering the fact they’d have to ease him into this. His body was lithe, laughable when put beside someone like Theo or Napoleon- Or even Vincent. Stuttering was a curse that slipped out when his nerves were shot, and he’d been constantly teased for his overthinking; something that would come out in the bedroom, he was sure of.

It seemed reasonable to doubt that he was their first choice, and no matter how he had become accustomed to his downfalls, it still rather stung when placed in this context. A firm reminder of why he was never successful even trying to secure friendships before his ‘second chance’ at life. Given his lack of success academically this go around, due to refusal to share his research, Isaac even sometimes wondered if le Comte regretted bringing him back.

“What’s got you so glum, ol’ boy?”

Isaac sighed as Arthur plopped down beside him on the couch, the writer resting his arm along the backside of it; his hand resting just by Isaac’s head, “nothing.”

“Mm, so that frown is just part of your natural expression?”

“Haven’t you anything better to do than plague me this early in the day?”

“Come on, Newt,” Arthur’s fingers teased the back of Isaac’s head, toying with his hair, “you know it’s all in good fun! I don’t mean it harshly.”

Isaac kept quiet for a moment, flustering at the scarcely intimate touches. With the way her and Arthur worded their idea, Arthur was interested in Isaac, too. Or, at the least, the idea of being… close… with another man.

The negativity coming back in full force made his stomach churn, and it must have shown on his face, for Arthur’s tone lowered.

“Hey, I mean that. It’s just a friendly tease, I didn’t know it would harm you-”

“It’s not that,” Isaac interjected, Arthur’s guilt causing him to feel worse, “I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”

“Mm, is it about the three of us…?”

Ah, he hated the way his cheeks were so quick to blush. Isaac looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You know, Isaac, it’s alright to change your mind.”

“That’s not…” Rubbing his eyes, Isaac sighed, “I just don’t understand.”

“Hm?”

“I don’t understand why you asked. Or rather, why you asked me. I understand being curious over these matters...exploring… but surely I wasn’t your first choice,” the words came out in a rush, Isaac not wanting to give Arthur a chance to cut him off, “every conclusion I reach- it just doesn’t make sense.”

Arthur finally stopped toying with Isaac’s hair, instead propping his head up as he looked at Isaac, “is it that hard to fathom that we’re attracted to you?”

“...Yes.”

At the quiet admission, Arthur’s eyes widened for a moment- and Isaac felt embarrassed; what was he doing? What was possessing him to admit his worries in such a manner?

But Arthur gave him a gentle smile, reaching out to tuck Isaac’s hair behind his ear, “for all the greatness you contain, you still can’t work out the reasons why someone may house affections for you?”

Cheeks burning, Isaac couldn’t get himself to respond. His throat felt tight from the sudden compliment, and… he felt like a fool, for getting so torn up over an opportunity others would leap towards.

But Arthur didn’t poke or prod with jokes, and instead kept talking.

“It’s rather easy to pick ourselves apart to compare with others. When we’re trapped in our own thoughts, it’s easy to convince ourselves of the worst. But, whether you want to believe it or not, you do have charms to you- physical and otherwise. 

I won’t claim to know how it feels to go through what you have, and perhaps it’s asking a lot, but I’d like you to believe us when I say we didn’t ‘settle’ on you, Isaac. If it’s difficult, we’re more than happy to make the fact very clear.”

Isaac wasn’t sure how much he could take. His heart thundered in his chest as he poorly attempted to sort through his emotions, ruminating on the words said- that he was actually wanted. Wanted by two people that constantly occupied his thoughts, in one way or another.

Two people that, whether he wanted to admit it or not, made him feel more than he had in years.

“I…,” his voice was raspy, struggling not to show the torrent of emotions going through him, “I t-think I’d like that.”

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Day Seven: New Beginnings.

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Isaac/Mc/Arthur

Context: this is a scene from a story I haven't shared before, concerning Isaac/Mc/Arthur having a threesome on Isaac's birthday, in a universe where Arthur and Mc are already a couple.

The story is a focus on Isaac consenting to this, and them slowly getting Isaac used to being with either of them over the course of a month or so, intimately or not, before the threesome happens.

This scene focuses on the aftermath of the threesome.

I'm sharing this because I've had the overall story as a wip for a couple of years, but friends and followers stated they would be interested in seeing the scenes from the story as their own posts, as I've been too nervous and anxious to write an actual completed multi-chaptered fic. I've always been fond of this scene, and worked on it during Isaac week to hopefully make it enjoyable.

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In the silence of the late night, Isaac can't find it within himself to sleep. His mind is too busy whirring with thoughts, no matter how exhausted his body is.

He assumed that he would be a nervous mess after having sex with them, but they were right- gradually working him up to just of the idea of this eased so many concerns, and all of the 'practice' he had with each of them, learning everyone's likes and dislikes, helped Isaac focus on the pleasure of it all, and… the intimacy after.

They had gone on get togethers, and they had all spent the night just cuddling before, but all of it felt so different compared to now.

After everyone had been spent, there were far more kisses than he expected after, and so many checks to make sure Isaac was okay and happy.

It was…overwhelming, for just a moment.

The warmth of it all lingered, especially as they snuggled up to him, idly talking about tomorrow's plans for Isaac's birthday. Their tiredness was evident, but the excitement was still there, and he realized they were just excited to celebrate it with him. That they honestly wanted to treat him to a normal birthday celebration as well.

It makes him understand that right here, with them, Isaac doesn't have to be more than he is.

Her arm is resting over his stomach, nose brushing against his collar as she nuzzles into him with a sigh. All the while Arthur's pressed a kiss into his hair, pulling the blankets up to subdue any chills.

And Isaac basks in the warmth they provide, a shaky but content sigh spilling out. There's a sting hitting his eyes that he's desperately trying to ignore; they're already beginning to breathe deeper, sinking into sleep. But for the first time in ages, he feels so loved and wanted on his birthday.

After his childhood, he'd deliberately make some excuse to escape celebrating it. Hide away with schoolwork, pretending it was some other day. It seemed fitting, since his own mother cast him out just a few years after he was born.

His own little tradition seeped into his second life- granted, when the others found out they would try to do something, no matter how small. He'd awake with a card slipped under his door, a wrapped gift waiting for him on the dining table. Of course, most gifts came with whatever holiday celebration le Comte would hold but…

Here in their embrace, Isaac knew that they weren't pushed into this out of a need to be polite. He didn't have to worry so much for once, about if they truly put any thought into this day, towards his feelings.

He felt her stir, snuggling in closer to him, and Isaac couldn't help the tear that escaped. Or two.

Oh, he tried to hide it. Tried to discreetly sniffle, take in a breath that didn't shake him, but Arthur noticed first and she followed suit.

"Isaac? Hey," Arthur pressed another kiss to his head, cupping his cheek to thumb away a tear, "What is it?"

"I-I'm fine." His voice cracked and he let out a scoff, embarrassed he couldn't ever keep his voice straight. "Re-really, I'm okay."

She was next to show her concern, propping herself up to get a better look at him, catching how he skittishly looked away.

"Sweetheart," the pet name brought fresh tears, Isaac's heart fluttering at her gentle coo, "tell us what's wrong. Are you hurt? Was that all too much? It's okay if that's the case, Isaac, we want-"

"I-It's nothing to do with sex," he finally stammered out, desperately trying to wipe his tears away. A wave of white-hot shame was coursing through him, with how his crying was causing the both of them to worry, when the reason behind it would seem naive to them, he was sure. But his words kept tumbling out regardless, trying to ease their worries, "it's just th-the first time I've f-felt so, so-"

So loved. But how does he tell them so, when he's such a mess, afraid to ruin the moment even further.

Through Isaac's stammering, Arthur gently smiles, wrapping his arm around Isaac and giving him a squeeze. He plants his lips against Isaac's temple, and mutters words he never thought he'd hear.

"We love you too."

Oh.

The affirmation has Isaac falling into pieces, swimming in relief and the strain of having his feelings met washing away.

The stress and worry ebbs away into comfort, as the two hold him through his tears, gently letting him pour his emotions out in their embrace.

.

Once his cheeks are dried by a combination of him using the sheet as a makeshift tissue, and their reassuring kisses, Arthur murmurs that he'll be right back with some water for Isaac, gingerly getting out of the bed. As the door to the room closes behind him, she takes Isaacs cheeks in her hands, peppering slow, lingering kisses across his features.

"I want to make it clear that us saying that we love you isn't coming from nowhere. It's coming from a lot of long talks between Arthur and I."

"The two of you really thought this through…" his voice is croaky, another wave of relief and joy hitting him when hearing those words again, but exhaustion is seeping into his bones now, and he can't be bothered to care how he sounds. Not when she starts carding her fingers through his hair, making his eyes flutter shut.

"Mhm… Isaac, you've been on our minds more often than you may think. It wasn't long into trying to get you more comfortable with the idea of being…intimate with us, with all those dates and spending nights together, that Arthur and I admitted to each other that we were really growing attached to spending our time with you."

Isaac's heart flusters at that, his grip on her tightening. How can he explain how wonderful it feels to know that he's been in their thoughts, and hearts, for so long? How he never realized just how much he longed to just hear those words said to him in earnest?

But it doesn't seem like he has to- at least not tonight- as she patiently rubs his back, resting her cheek upon his head.

"If it's alright with you, we can talk about it more tomorrow? I think having an honest discussion, to clear away any worries or concerns, would be nice for all of us."

.

Isaac registers warmth first. The heat of the sun peeking through the window, hitting a shoulder and cheek. Isaac scrunches his nose as his dreams ebb away, getting hit with realizing there's an ache behind his eyes, a weight pressed against his other cheek.

He grumbles, a hand clumsily wiping at an eye before he blinks awake, trying to piece together where he is.

And then he remembers why certain parts of his body, certain muscles, have a dull ache to them, and suddenly the heat on his cheeks isn't just from the sun anymore.

Arthur, the weight on his side that he barely registered at first, stirs at Isaac's movements, sleepily lifting his head up to peek at Isaac.

"Sleep okay?"

His voice is groggy, and the lazy smile he shoots Isaac with makes Isaac melt with relief yet again.

It's proof. That there isn't any regrets from last night.

"Slept great…" he nods, recalling how comfortable it felt, being between the two people he held affections for. But… "where did she go?"

Arthur motions towards the bedroom door, before promptly snuggling back against Isaac, evidently not ready to get out of bed just yet.

"Our little bird wanted to make sure you were spoiled thoroughly today, so I think she's making breakfast and a possible surprise," then, he puts a finger against his lips, grinning at Isaac, "don't tell her I told you, though."

Chuckling, Isaac presses a kiss against Arthur's forehead, "I won't."

His good mood seems to be infectious, as Arthur laughs with him, propping himself up to get a better look at Isaac.

God knows how he must look- up late crying, still waking up. But Arthur's eyes are soft and loving as he meets his gaze, and Isaac's heart is squeezing in joy once more.

"Was a bit worried you'd wake up feeling terribly, but…" Arthur idly thumbs Isaac's cheek, then traces his jaw, "I haven't seen you smile this much before."

"I'm in a rather good mood," he admits, mimicking Arthur's motions. The action rewards him with Arthur's smile, and the affection bubbling within him causes Isaac to act on elated impulses.

His hand gently slips behind Arthur's head, and it's all too easy to guide their lips together.

The first kiss is short, but then Isaac is emboldened by the way Arthur kisses him back, and presses their lips together again. And again. Until Arthur's breath sounds strained, and Isaac's emotions are torn between the joy of being loved and the need for the physicality of it.

"This is something I could easily get used to," Arthur mutters against his lips, meeting Isaac's smile with his own.

"I think I could as well."

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I've mentioned before that this is part of a larger story that I have been on and off writing for a couple of years now. This is the 'ending' on the story notes I have for it, and it's something I've been fond of for a while. (Of course, its been edited from the original draft to try and make more sense)

I am very enamored with the idea of Isaac loving and being loved in return, and receiving the affection he's longed for- secretly or not- for a very long time.

People seemed very interested in me posting scenes from the story I have set up for these three, as I admitted I don't think I can make this an actual multi-chaptered fic, and it is something I plan to do through 2023. It's possible that I may end up revisiting this scene and rewriting bits of it due to that, as some scenes I write in the future may conflict a bit with this.

I still need to come up for an 'AU' name for it though, so it might take a little bit into 2023 before things start to be posted HAHA.

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Isaac's Request

Rating: Explicit (minors dni)

Pairing: Isaac/Arthur/Mc

Word Count: 1060

Tags: Threesome, oral, anal, blood drinking, spanking

Notes: This is for Day One of Isaac Week! Surprisingly I am not following the prompts on day one...none of my wips fit... So have Isaac domming once more.

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Isaac’s touch was so gentle on your jaw as he guided your lips together, taking his time savoring your taste with each kiss he took. You shivered as your boyfriend's palm slid from your cheek to the back of your neck, fingers threading through your hair as his tongue pushed into your mouth. Slowly, his kisses turned languid, only breaking apart so he could let out a shuddering sigh, giving you the perfect chance to soak in the lust-addled expression on his face. 

His eyes traveled down your body, appreciating the love bites littered along your chest and stomach, before settling between your thighs.

Or, moreso the man between them. 

Arthur’s own body was marked in various places- hickeys along his neck and torso, even more around his abdomen, followed by pointed bites on his inner thighs… You and Isaac had lavished him with attention earlier, refusing to give him the kisses and touches where he craved it the most. It wasn’t until Isaac began lapping at the very base of Arthur’s cock, then suckling the skin there in combination with fondling his balls, that Arthur’s pride finally broke. His voice had been so horse when he begged for more, but now…

Now he was settled between the two of you- on his back with his head between your thighs, while Isaac steadily pumped his cock inside of him. Being in such a position allowed you to see exactly how both your ministrations affected Arthur; the way his cock was flushed completely, the steady leaking of precum, how it twitched at times or bobbed with Isaac’s harsher thrusts… 

You gasped as Arthur's tongue lapped at your excitement, unable to keep his groans quiet as he delivered a teasing kiss to your swollen clit. The three of you had been going at it for some time now per Isaac’s blushing request, but you weren’t sure how much more you could take of Arthur bringing you right towards the edge before pulling back and focusing on marking up the plush skin of your inner thighs.

Isaac must have came to the same conclusion, watching the way your body shivered when Arthur’s fangs dug into your skin- only briefly, just enough for pleasure to wash over you but not push you over. With bleary eyes you watched as Isaac moved his grip onto Arthur’s hips, holding him in place as he snapped his hips deeper into the man. Arthur’s cock twitched, a low groan rolling out.

“Isaac-” A sharp gasp and his nails dug into your skin as Isaac gripped his cock, beginning to pump it in time with his languid thrusts, “Fuck-”

"Mmm, I thought we agreed you couldn't cum until she does. Why are you teasing her so?"

“Don’t you think our bird sings sweeter afterwards?” Arthur tried keeping his voice carefree, but the shudder that rolled through him said enough.

“Should I follow your lead then?” As he spoke, Isaac began to pull out- only to chuckle when Arthur reached out for him. "No?"

“You’re both bloody teases.”

“Funny, I don’t recall teasing you yet, Arthur. But I’m happy to oblige.”

Isaac’s low chuckle at Arthur’s whine of protest had you excited for whatever he was planning next, watching as he stopped thrusting into Arthur, turning his full attention on you. It was clear what he wanted as he glanced at your neck, a bite wound from a few days back faintly lingering still.  

“May I?”

As soon as you agreed, Isaac reached out towards you, brushing your hair behind your shoulder before cradling the back of your head with his hand, kissing the spot he seemed to favor the most before-

“Ah!”

The bite sent shockwaves through you, making you muffle your cries with the back of your hand as Isaac pushed his fangs in deeper- until Isaac pulled your hand away, linking your fingers together and squeezing as he drank, making it clear he wanted to hear every noise you made.

Isaac's tongue lapped up your blood messily once he finally pulled his fangs out. You could feel a few droplets spill down your breasts, the sensation of the wet drops slowly trailing down your skin almost tickled with how sensitive you felt, and the sharp contrast of Arthur’s nails digging into your thighs only heightened this, adding to the waves of pleasure coursing through you. Your gasps and mewls seemed to spur on Arthur’s groans to escape freely now, unable to hold them at bay while Isaac’s cock began to rock into him once more.

Isaac’s own breath was ragged, and it made you slightly jealous of the pleasures he must be feeling- like the way Arthur was undoubtly tightening around his cock so deliciously that it made Isaac’s composure slip, as you could see the way his eyes fluttered shut and his brows knitted together when he pulled away from you, a mouthed curse slipping out.

Arthur's stomach dipped as he took in a deep breath, a soft whimper of Isaac's name spilling, and finally your boyfriend looked down at him, slowly running his tongue over his reddened lips before speaking.

"Mmh, that close already?”

“The smell of her is… I can’t wait any longer, Isaac…”

Isaac glances over at you, as if asking you what the next move would be. You trail your fingers along Arthur’s torso, delighted in the way he groans against your thigh.

“I can wait, Isaac. Arthur’s been through much more teasing than I have tonight.”

Isaac smiles before his hand is at your jaw again, guiding your lips together once more. His kiss to you is gentle, apologetic, but the one delivered to your neck is full of an unspoken promise; that he swears you're next.

He just has to take care of the incorrigible man in between the two of you first.

Arthur's flipped onto his stomach the moment you settle yourself on the bed, and you watch as he’s pulled onto his knees roughly enough to elicit a gasp that turns into a groan, Isaac pushing into him once more. When Arthur lets out a breathless laugh, there's a resounding smack, his cheeks immediately turning crimson when Isaac leans over him, a growl in his ear as he's spanked again.

Maybe… maybe you didn't mind being attended to last when your reward was seeing Arthur melting into the sheets.

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The writing on this one might sound odd, and that's because this was a wip from 2020 that I tried sprucing up to sound a bit better.

It's actually the first draft of Playful Punishments in a way... I saw a hot gif of a guy basically being a toy for two women, and wanted to put Arthur in his place, and then make Isaac....well. *gestures*

But it split off into it's own thing when trying to decide if I actually wanted to write this position, because it's hard as fuck for me to describe HAHA so I explored a different position, with Arthur still eating Mc out, and Playful Punishments came to be while this wip was covered in dust.

Anyway, it's old, is my point HAHA. I hope you guys were still able to enjoy!

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⋅ ── ✩ Glimpses of Teal and Auburn - A Rocky Start

“Y-You want me to what?”

Isaac couldn’t believe such a question was coming from her lips, and he was near tempted to turn his disbelief onto Arthur with the assumption that it was his idea foisted upon her. But the accusation died in his throat as his cheeks burned, watching her own heat up from sheepishness.

Should he have known better? Earlier today, she had asked to speak with him privately when he had the time. Isaac had honestly thought she was going to ask his help with finding a holiday gift for Arthur, not help with… an itch between them.

Isaac turned his gaze back toward his journal, unable to take Arthur’s grin any longer. “I thought y-you were both above such jokes.”

“Isaac, we wouldn’t tease you in such a way.”

Gods, her voice sounded hurt. But Isaac couldn’t help the accusation slipping out, not with the situation at hand. Drumming his pen against his journal, still refusing to look back towards the couple, he spoke again.

“T-Then why me?” Out of everyone here, he knew far too well he was never the first choice, “this doesn’t make any sense- you thought I was appropriate for this, even given the fact that I-I haven't even k-kissed...”

“That’s easily remedied!” Arthur piped in, “I don’t mind showing you the ropes-”

"Absolutely not! You'd come at me too hard!" Isaac finally looked their way, only to falter at Arthur’s grin.

"Oh? Would you rather she help you out?"

He paused, feeling himself lose steam as he blushed and looked away once more.

“I-If we were to do this, y-yes…”

“Aw, Isaac, I’d love to.”

Wait, no, they were getting off track. Closing his journal, Isaac turned in his seat towards their direction. Looking at them directly nearly made him break into a sweat, but he held their gazes as he spoke- slowly, but firmly.

“I-If this isn’t a tease, then… Let me think on this.” When Arthur perked up, Isaac nervously fidgeted with his hair, looking down, “this is the most absurd proposition that’s ever been asked of me.”

And he couldn’t believe he was even considering it.

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A while ago, I posted a long excerpt from an Arthur/Mc/Isaac fic I have as a wip, where Arthur and Mc invite Isaac to have a threesome on his birthday. I called it 'New Beginnings' due to it being a prompt for Isaac Week.

The overall fic is about the three of them spending more time in different intimate ways before the actual threesome, and I've talked about posting some of the scenes as I can't finish the full fanfic in confidence since it'd be long.

But!!! I cannot think of a name for the series of scenes....the original fanfic was going to be titled 'A birthday celebration for three', but it doesn't make sense to call it that when a majority of the scenes are not on Isaac's birthday.

I am hesitantly asking for name suggestions, if anyone has any 😭

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But Arthur gave him a gentle smile, reaching out to tuck Isaac’s hair behind his ear, “for all the greatness you contain, you still can’t work out the reasons why someone may house affections for you?”

I'm unsure of this line still, but I think it's cute.

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“It wasn't that I hated the attention from Arthur...”

Isaacona canon right here, y'all

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Arthur & Isaac: relationship headcanons

Tags: sfw; relationship interactions; first kisses.

Notes: just some random thoughts about my lovely couple :3 It got longer than I anticipated, HIASUEHAS

♡ It’s hard to pinpoint who fell first and who fell harder. Arthur was the one to try getting closer, but he wasn’t really sure if it was that type of love. 

♡ Arthur loves PDA, while Isaac wants to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself. The writer knows how shy his boyfriend can be and he tries to play it cool, but his teasing side usually wins.

♡ They always hold hands when walking around the mansion or secluded places. If they go to town, they don’t always do it, but they’re always glued side by side. Sometimes Arthur throws his arm around Isaac’s shoulder in the most nonchalant way he can — and it’s only a coincidence that it always happens when someone tries to flirt with Isaac, and the physicist stutters while looking at Arthur, pleading for a rescue, okay?

♡ Lots of kisses. When they wake up, when they say goodnight, when Isaac leaves the mansion for work, when Arthur goes to meet his editor in town, and even when they’re still inside the mansion but need to go to separate rooms to concentrate on work — although they often end up getting distracted by each other and falling back into each other’s arms.There are always kisses, and they’re always deep and full of love.

♡ They used to kiss in front of the other residents too. Correction: Arthur used to pull Isaac in for a kiss at any time of the day, whether they were alone in the bedroom or in the middle of a banquet with everyone in the dining room. Mozart always rolled his eyes, Napoleon smirked, Theo teased and complained they were tainting his brother, Vincent said they were adorable together, and Jean pretended he wasn’t seeing a thing because he thought those things were supposed to be done only when alone. Despite the reactions, Arthur would continue to pull Isaac closer for a kiss. They only stopped when Isaac agreed with Jean, suggesting they should keep the PDA to a minimum.

♡ (Arthur still tries to steal kisses in hidden corners though. Spoiler alert: they’re not so hidden, and Isaac knows exactly what he’s trying to do.)

♡ Their first kiss was while stargazing. Isaac had set up the telescope in the garden and was stargazing and taking notes when Arthur arrived. The writer came with the excuse of bringing him coffee and a blanket for the cold night. And after all those months of flirting (in the form of bantering), exchanging meaningful glances, and making Isaac a blushing mess, Arthur finally grabbed him by the lapels and crushed their lips together. It was eager, messy, loving, gentle, and awkward. Exactly like them.

♡ Isaac can fluster Arthur as much as Arthur can fluster him. Once, Isaac gave him a drawing of the position of the stars. Arthur already thought they were pretty, but then Isaac (God bless his soul, he was blushing the most furiously he’d ever seen) told him it was the alignment of the stars from the night they first kissed. The physicist had never seen his boyfriend speechless for so long.

♡ Isaac is an ‘acts of service’ lover, while Arthur is ‘words of affirmation’, but they make it work really well for both. Isaac will tidy Arthur’s room when he’s too busy, open the windows, and bring him coffee and fudge. He also tries to learn how to voice his feelings more. Arthur, on the other hand, will try to understand all those formulas and physics rambles, and offer praise for how smart Isaac is and what a good teacher he is becoming. He will also express gratitude for every little thing Isaac does for him.

♡ They both enjoy quality time as well, so sometimes they simply sit side by side and work in silence, holding hands.

♡ They have matching piercings as their commitment rings, and I will die on this hill. Arthur pierced Isaac’s ear for him.

♡ In a Modern AU, they also wear matching nail polish.

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Interlude - Chapter 2

A-Arthur? I'm trembling... And Isaac doesn't even say anything about Arthur falling in love with him! His only complaint is about splitting the apple open!?

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All of Me (Arthur x Isaac)

Summary: Arthur decides he and Isaac need a break after not leaving their own bedrooms for a while because of work.

Words: 2158

Tags: tooth-rotten fluffy; romance; established relationship; lots of kissing; romantic Arthur is so romantic it hurts.

Notes: I got the meaning of red tulips from this site.

Moodboard: Arthur&Isaac | Picnic Date

Isaac doesn’t even have to look up to know who barged into the bedroom. There is only one person who is brazen enough to not care about knocking before entering his room.

He senses Arthur walking up to him, standing behind his chair and peering down at his work. He feels a finger lightly running up and down his ear, caressing the adornment at the top of it, sending goosebumps down his body. He tries to keep his composure, but when he feels a light kiss and the tip of Arthur’s tongue tracing the piercing, he shivers and tries to hide his ear, looking sideways at the culprit, who is chuckling very close to his face.

“Hi, luv,” Arthur smiles and gives him a peck on the lips, flustering him even more. “Finally looked away from this work of yours!”

“Hi,” Isaac huffs, but his blushing cheeks give away that he isn’t mad. “Like you’re one to talk.”

“And that’s why I’m here,” he straightens up, one hand on his hip and the other hidden behind his back. “To take you outside and enjoy the sun. I think we both need to leave our rooms for a bit.”

The physicist turns around to get a better look at his boyfriend. Arthur has dark circles under his eyes, and their beautiful sapphire color isn’t as bright as usual. His hair is disheveled in the way it gets when he is nervously running his hands through it, his shoulders are slumped, and he looks pale. He is undoubtedly exhausted.

“Did you even sleep last night?” Isaac asks, eyeing him suspiciously.

Arthur chuckles. “Did you?” 

And Isaac knows he isn’t much better if the concerned look stamped on Arthur’s face is any indication.

“Mmm…” He slowly gets up and stretches his arms, only then realizing how long he’s been sitting there and how tired he really is. “What are you hiding there anyway?” Isaac notices that Arthur still has one of his hands behind his back.

“This, my lovely Newt, is for you.” He takes a step closer to Isaac and presents him with a bouquet of red tulips. “So, will you give me the honor of going out on a date with me?”

Isaac blushes, and Arthur giggles at the sight. Bringing his hand to his boyfriend’s cheek, he traces the redness with his fingertips until he reaches the hair covering almost half of Isaac’s face, tucking it behind his ear. The physicist looks down at the bouquet to hide his blush, taking it into his hands. It’s ridiculous how Arthur makes him feel, even after dating for some time.

“Assuming I agree,” he clears his throat, trying to keep his shyness in check. “Where are we going?”

“Mmm, that’s a surprise,” he says mischievously, winking. “A good one, I promise!” he adds when he sees the grimace on Isaac’s face.

“Fine,” he sighs, agreeing.

“Great!” Arthur flashes him a bright smile and pecks his lips. “I’ll meet you in the foyer in ten minutes, is that okay?”

“It is. I’ll just freshen up. Maybe eat a snack before leaving.” Isaac looks at the clock on his desk to check if it’s already time for his elevensies.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be eating out. And if you get too hungry, you can always bite me,” Arthur says, wiggling his eyebrows, and Isaac rolls his eyes.

As agreed, they meet in the foyer. Arthur is carrying a basket, and Isaac cocks an eyebrow, eyeing him suspiciously. The writer only smiles and takes his hand, intertwining their fingers while leading him outside the mansion.

“Are we walking there?” Isaac asks when he realizes they’re not heading in the direction to get a carriage.

“Yes. Don’t worry, it’s not far. We won’t get more tired than we already are.”

Isaac hums and looks around. “You’re really not telling me where we’re going, right?” He tries again, curiosity speaking louder when he notices they’re not heading town. He doesn’t remember ever walking this way before. Arthur glances at him with a smile, and he knows he won’t get any answers. “Fine, I’ll just follow you blindly.”

“Oh…” The writer’s smile widens.

“I won’t put a blindfold on to walk there,” he says matter-of-factly, already anticipating where the other’s mind would drift.

“Will you put it on when we’re back home then?” He grins slyly, and Isaac deadpans at him, his cheeks turning red. “It doesn’t hurt to ask, huh?”

“I guess I should’ve seen this one coming,” the physicist sighs, rolling his eyes, though his lips curve into a tiny smile the next second.

“Well, we won’t have to use the blindfold now anyway.” Arthur slows to a stop and lifts their laced hands to point at his boyfriend’s other side. “We’ve arrived!”

Isaac looks at the intertwined hands in the air and then turns in the direction they are pointing.

“Oh…” It’s the only sound he lets out. He smiles softly at the field of colorful flowers ahead. The sun shines down, making their colors even brighter. The wind blows, messing with their hair and spreading the gentle fragrance of the flowers. The nearby trees create the perfect spot for them to sit down and enjoy.

“Nice, huh?” Arthur steps beside him, taking a good look at his features, and showing a matching smile when he sees Isaac likes the place. “Come on, let’s settle down.”

Arthur guides them through the flower field to a spot near a tree, where they can enjoy the sun but also have a nice area to rest. He swiftly retrieves a blanket from inside the basket and lays it out on the grass with Isaac’s help. Gesturing for Isaac to sit down, Arthur places the basket in one of the corners to hold the blanket in place and settles between the basket and his boyfriend.

He is really proud of his accomplishment — he set up his first picnic all by himself. Well, he asked for some tips from Sebastian, but he put them into practice on his own. He made the sandwiches, brewed coffee, fetched some blanc and rouge, and, of course, got some apples.

Isaac stares silently while Arthur takes everything out of the basket. He frowns when he sees the apples, even though he knows they’re not meant to tease him — not anymore, since Arthur actually grew to like the fruit after teasing Isaac for so long. He can’t help but notice how happy and proud his boyfriend looks right now, and he wonders…

“Did you make all this?” He voices his thoughts.

“I did. Sebas gave me some tips, but I did it. Not the cake though,” he points at a little strawberry cake in the middle of all the displayed food. “I will admit I bought it, but only because I didn’t think now was a good time to test my baking skills. I was short on time because I decided to do this after breakfast and didn’t want to end up ruining everything. I would gladly try next time though.”

Isaac blinks once, twice. He is suddenly hit by the notion that Arthur planned and executed their entire date in just a few hours, probably after noticing that he hadn’t left the room for breakfast again that morning. His mind drifts back to Arthur barging into the bedroom and the bouquet he brought, and he feels his face heating up. He doesn’t know what red tulips mean, but he bets they symbolize something; Arthur always gives him things that mean something.

He doesn’t even notice he’s been staring at Arthur for so long until he hears a chuckle. Suddenly, blue eyes are watching him from very close, and he feels a light kiss on his lips.

“Why lose yourself in thoughts about me when I’m right here, darling?”

Isaac frowns and averts his gaze. He reaches for a sandwich, fiddling with the wrapping in his hands for a minute. He glances back at Arthur and watches the writer pour coffee for himself. Arthur has always been an excellent observer, and he became even better at it after they got together. The physicist considers pretending he doesn’t know what Arthur is talking about, but it wouldn’t work — it never does. If anything, every time he tried it, his too-cunning boyfriend saw right through him and made him ten times more flustered and embarrassed.

“Arthur,” he calls, his voice soft and low, but his boyfriend hears just fine and turns to him, giving his full attention. “I was thinking about... the, um, flowers.”

“You want to know what red tulips mean?” Arthur asks, watching for every little reaction from the other man. Isaac lets out a low sigh and nods once, his eyes gleaming with curiosity, the kind that emerges when he wants to know more about something. “Mmm, I wonder,” he feigns ignorance.

Isaac swats his arm with the back of his hand, an adorable pout on his face. “I know you know! You wouldn’t give it to me if it didn’t.”

“Someone’s been paying attention to my meaningful gifts,” he smirks.

“Ugh, never mind.” The physicist turns back to look at the flower field ahead, opening the wrapper of his sandwich to eat in silence.

“Aw, don’t be like that.” Arthur places a finger on his chin and turns his face back to him, looking intently into his eyes. “I’ll tell you,” he whispers.

He extends his hand and waits for his boyfriend to take it. Isaac raises an eyebrow but concedes, putting down his sandwich to grasp it. Arthur gently squeezes the hand and brings it to his face, planting light kisses on the knuckles, his gaze never leaving Isaac’s flustered expression.

“What are you—”

Arthur silences him with a shush. He opens the hand he’s holding and places it on his chest, securing it in place with his own hand. “Just feel it,” he says in a low voice, his expression serious. Isaac nods, and they fall into silence. It takes only a few seconds for him to grasp Arthur’s intentions.

He feels the heartbeat going crazy under the palm of his hand.

He blinks, and Arthur flashes him a loving smile. Isaac doesn’t have time to say anything, not that he would know what to say in the first place, and he feels soft lips against his own. Arthur is still holding their hands against his chest, but he brings the other one to Isaac’s neck to deepen the kiss. Isaac complies, and it feels like his whole world has shifted.

Arthur has been nothing but a charmer and a good boyfriend, and Isaac feels flustered and shy almost on a daily basis, but he also feels loved and cared for like never before. However, it’s a whole different feeling being able to feel how fast his boyfriend’s heart is beating now, to know he could elicit the same reactions from Arthur. He didn’t realize until now that he could feel even more loved than he has since they started dating.

“It beats like this only for you,” the writer breaks the kiss to speak in a low voice, his lips still close and brushing against his boyfriend’s.

He chuckles when he hears Isaac’s breath hitching and sees his whole face reddening; such an endearing sight. He lets go of Isaac’s hand to cradle his face, brushing his thumb against his red cheeks in a loving, gentle caress. Isaac doesn’t let his hand fall, quite the opposite. He fists Arthur’s shirt and pulls his body closer, laying back on the blanket. Isaac is better with actions than words, and they’re kissing again in the next second.

However, Arthur hasn’t finished saying what he wanted.

“I love you dearly.” He kisses the red, hot cheeks of his boyfriend, and proceeds to punctuate every sentence with a kiss. “You’re the only one I love.” A kiss on the forehead. “The only one I want.” A kiss on the tip of the nose. “For as long as you’ll have me.” A kiss on the corner of his lips. “That’s the meaning,” he concludes with a kiss on the lips, one that Isaac tries to deepen but Arthur pulls away to finish professing his feelings. “That’s what I promised you since we started dating months ago. True, deep, and undying love.”

“God, you are… so cheesy,” Isaac rasps, his voice barely audible.

Arthur knows his boyfriend well enough. He knows Isaac is overwhelmed and doesn’t know how to react when love is expressed so intensely. With a smile, he runs his hands through Isaac’s strawberry-brown hair, gently pushing it back and holding it there.

“And you still love me.”

“Yes,” he replies with a shy smile. “And I still love you.”

They eventually eat and drink everything Arthur prepared. It takes a while, as it requires them to finally let go of each other and keep their hands to themselves for a few minutes.

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