#keith howell (alter)

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Amethyst Sketches from this month for @lorei-writes of Esther and Chevalier having a quiet moment and for @keithsandwich of Maeve and Alter Keith enjoying some birthday cake :3

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[keithsandwich]

MY LOVE MY LIFE MY EVERYTHING

MY KEITH 🥹❤️

[fingerless-glovez]

Alter Keith you are such an asshole but you're also hilarious

[xxsycamore]

Hi, Mo!! It's me again (because you have so kindly reminded me that I can make three requests).

Now for Alter!Keith, can I have 😈 pleeease? He deserves some teasing.

Thank you so much, my dear!

He does. *nod nod* You're welcome anytime!! 🥺

[😈] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛!𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝-𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜…

Alter!Keith:

It was Keith who invited you to join as you walked by him conversating with some officials, claiming that they were moments away from wrapping it up. You politely took the seat next to your partner on the sofa, smiling and nodding here and there as you mentally counted down the minutes and the seconds before the two of you could be left to yourselves... because your mind suddenly got plagued with certain thoughts, each one more unfit for this meeting than the other.

Your eyes now linger on Keith's lips as they move, but your gaze sharpens as you remember to look for the signs.

He's perhaps confident about masking it, but you're easily the only one who can tell the difference by the most subtle things; the tiniest note change in his voice or the way he carries himself; the mere air around him. It only puts ideas in your head.

Before you know it, goodbyes are exchanged so you hurry to snap out of the trance and offer yours as well. The sound of footsteps still echoes in the distance when you scoot over close enough to make your knee rub against Keith's. He looks at you. Knowingly. It only gives him away because in the next moment, he plays innocent...

"Ah, did I make you wait for too long? I'm so sorry. We can go to our room now if you want to."

Then you place your hand on his knee, as if preventing him from getting up. His golden eyes follow it.

"Is something the matter?"

And then you lean in closer. Face just a breath away from his, tilting slightly in a familiar motion, a little more and your lashes could tickle his skin. He takes the bait; raises a hand to take control and captures your chin in a flash, thus "revealing himself" in front of you.

...And you don't as much as tremble in his gasp. You unwaveringly hold his gaze as you press forward - finding that there's no real firmness to his grasp, that it all falls apart in bewilderment. He thought he'd catch you by surprise and claim that kiss, but you knew all along - and dared to tease him while knowing.

As you withdraw and leave only your lingering warmth on the seat beside him, Keith can only ghost cold fingers over his unkissed lips with a dark shadow casting over his eyes.

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[wordycheeseblob]

Bring me your soul, bring me your hate

In my name you will create

Bring me your fear, bring me your pain

You will destroy in my name.

Alter!Keith

Song: Dark Matter = Les Friction

Palette [GREEK TRAGEDY]

@keithsandwich Listen, I've listened to Dark Matter a normal amount of times (the guitar riff after I am dark matter still gets me)

Aaah this really brings me back to my days of only drawing Keith. I don't know, he's just very drawable... Or should I say sketchy? >:]

I experimented a bit here

Aaaah this really brings me back to my days of stupid puns (every day is stupid puns day)

Hope you like it!

[honeybyte]

i didnt come here to go hunting

[redraw]

[askthekeiths]

Opinions on tentacles.

They're... attached to octopi? They're slimy and sticky? And... wiggly?

...

Hmmmmmmmm.

Yummy.

Tags: @mxrmaid-poet @veryinactice @rou-luxe @5mary5 @welp-back-on-my-bs @keithsandwich @lostsnowflake3 @a11-mynames-r-taken @sh0jun

[sunsethw4]

KEITH??????????????

I mean…..👀

[caffedrine]

Keith Howell Sequel 01 - Fan Translation

If you trust me to know what I'm doing, then we have both made a huge mistake. I cannot guarantee accuracy for this fan translation, or even grammatical correctness.

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In the neutral country of Jade, there was a useless prince with boundless kindness.

~Flashback~

Keith: "I'm not the kind of person you should worry about. I can't do anything, and I do terrible things without hesitation."

Keith: "Yet, here I am, still smiling."

Keith: "So you shouldn't get involved with me."

Alter!Keith: "Your words can be both poison and medicine to him."

Alter!Keith: "Emma, please kill the useless one."

~Flashback~

The cruel tragedy that struck him birthed an "alternate personality" and turned him into a beast. Haunted by the past, fearing an uncontrollable self, he continued to wish for a living death. The one who brought forth the heart of the beast sinking into the abyss was the only one with the most beautiful heart in Rhodolite—her.

Emma: "…It seems that when it comes to Keith, I become desperate to the point of not seeing anything around me."

Emma: "When I think I don't want to lose Keith, I can't think about anything else…"

Emma: "He's so important to me that I would do anything to not lose him."

She accepted the two personalities, and true love kept both beasts alive.

Keith: "I can't give you normal love. Still, I don't want to let go of your hand. I only want to love you."

Emma: "……………Then, please love me a lot."

Emma: "I will love both sides of Keith with all my heart!"

To make the flower called "happiness" bloom throughout the country, the prince with boundless kindness will protect the country's future.

As time passes, the love between the three deepens.

However, it remains a distorted and abnormal love.

The more happiness they have, the more the balance of their hearts, which seemed stable, secretly tilted.

~Timeshift~

Keith: "…"

The pounding rain soaked him completely and chilled him to the core. The golden eyes peeking through heavy bangs quietly gaze at the person who has been carelessly discarded.

A familiar-shaped ring was fitted on his ring finger.

Kagari: "Keith."

The man with fiery red hair, who appeared silently, followed Keith's gaze.

Kagari: "Have you lost something important again?"

Kagari: "Or is this your first time?"

~Timeshift~

Liam: "Ah…"

Keith: "She's fast asleep, so it's okay."

Keith: "Thank you for the documents. Just leave them there."

Liam quietly closed the room door and placed the documents on the table in front of the sofa where Keith and the other person were sitting.

Naturally, his gaze fell on Emma, who was comfortably sleeping with her head resting on Keith's shoulder. The book on her lap was open, filled with densely written words.

Liam: "Are you studying the history of various countries after practicing archery? As always, Lady Emma is powerful."

Keith: "She’s cute, isn’t she?"

Liam: "Eh? Yes, I guess so...?"

Liam: "I sometimes worry if I'm speaking the same language as you, Keith."

Suddenly showered with affection, Liam looked around the room in astonishment.

—Wanting a room with Emma, he decided to expand.

This spacious room was born from that sentiment

With large windows that let in plenty of sunlight, a large bookshelf that the two book lovers were quite satisfied with, decorative plants that offer healing, and a fluffy sofa with adorable, differently colored deer-pattern cushions.

Although not much time had passed, the room was steadily being filled in by the two—no, the three of them.

Liam: "That's right, she started seriously learning archery after coming to Jade, didn’t she?"

Keith: "Yeah. I haven't heard the reason, but she told me she wanted to learn after the tea party with my sister (Mireille)."

Liam: "It might be because Prince Keith’s mother and Lady Mireille are known archers."

Keith: "Also, maybe she just genuinely wanted to learn a way to protect herself."

Keith: "…Emma wants to protect things together rather than just be protected."

Liam: "Truly powerful indeed."

Keith: "Oh, today's practice was amazing! She hit the target's center in a row, and even when she missed, it was only a few millimeters off."

Keith: "I'm just so happy to see her results reflecting her effort, it feels like my own achievement."

Liam: "That's a delightful thing, but your excitement is making your voice louder."

With his index finger raised in front of his mouth, Liam indicated for Keith to be quiet, and Keith hurriedly covered his mouth, wanting to say that he had made a mistake.

Perhaps because she had entered a deep sleep, Emma still wore a peaceful expression on her face.

Keith: "After she asked me to teach her archery, I was quite happy."

Keith: "After all, I want to be asked a lot of things by the person I love."

Keith: "I need to properly thank my mother for patiently guiding me when I was a clumsy child."

Liam: "Speaking of your mother, I’ve heard that sometimes during their couple fights, arrows would fly from the king's room."

Keith: "Ah… She was generally easygoing and rarely got angry."

Keith: "But without discussion, the king would counter with a sword, so it always escalated. He always ended up being the one to back down."

Liam: "That's the weakness that comes with being in love."

Liam: "I saw that you also showed off by hitting the target multiple times, taking advantage of Lady Emma's request."

Keith lightly cleared his throat, diverting his gaze.

Keith: "I think… what I did was very immature."

Keith: "But the way Emma was so excited at that time was so cute that I’d want to capture it in a painting."

Liam: "…Are you bragging again?"

Emma: "Mmm…"

Keith and Liam: "!"

The two instantly closed their mouths at the faint sound they heard.

Emma shifted and snuggled even closer against Keith.

Emma: “...Keith.”

Keith: “...!”

The name that spilled from her lips made his large body shiver faintly with joy.

As if to say "Did you hear that?", Keith shot a glance at Liam.

Liam: “Please don’t look this way. Also, you look rather foolish with that face.”

Keith: “S-sorry, but Emma said my name in her sleep.”

Keith: “Maybe, even in her dreams, I'm right next to her, just like this…”

Keith: “...No, I can’t go back now. It seems I’m going to be grinning all day.”

Liam: “How pitiful…”

His large hand enveloped her delicate one, intertwining their fingers. Keith gently tilted his head toward Emma, savoring the happiness. The comforting silence filled the room along with the warm breeze coming through the window.

Although incredulous, Liam smiled at the sight of the two.

Liam: “It’s a well-known fact that the future king and queen are affectionate with each other. They are called the healing couple.”

Liam: “Their efforts to improve the country are met with great trust from the citizens.”

Keith: “Healing couple... I feel a bit embarrassed to be called that.”

After smiling gently, Keith looked down as if reminiscing about distant days.

Keith: “Being a person who has never been able to believe in myself, I was very anxious and feared trusting others.”

Keith: “But now it’s different. For the better future of the country and for peace, I want to look forward and respond to this belief.”

Liam: “You’ve changed.”

Keith: “It’s because Emma has accepted this ‘me’ straight on.”

Liam: “That ‘me’ doesn’t seem to improve much, though.”

Keith: “Ah... I’m glad she’s sleeping.”

Keith: “...”

Once again, silence returned.

However, this time it bore a hint of sadness... Realizing what that meant, Liam furrowed his brows.

Keith: “Sorry for worrying you. I want to correct the habit of it showing on my face.”

Liam: “Has it gotten worse?”

Keith: “Just a little. The time has lengthened.”

Liam: “About that…”

Keith: “It seems like there’s no problem for now. Maybe...”

Liam: “If only I could understand the reason…”

Keith: “...”

Liam: “Prince Keith?”

Keith: “No, it’s nothing. I should refrain from speculating."

Keith: “Right. About today’s scheduled diplomatic meeting, I want you to come along.”

Liam: “Of course. I have no reason to refuse.”

Keith: “Thank you. I know I can rely on you.”

Keith: “...I still wish that you wouldn’t notice, but that hasn’t changed since the old days.”

He gently tightened his grip on their intertwined hands. In his golden eyes, filled with affection, there flickered a hint of hesitation.

(This is...?)

On one afternoon—

The greenhouse that I entered escorted by Prince Keith was filled with a sweet aroma different from that of floral nectar.

Steam rose from the cups of tea on the table, which was crowded with flower-shaped cakes and baked goods.

(I didn’t think we had made plans for a tea party...)

Looking up at Keith with a questioning expression, he returned my gaze with a serene expression.

Keith: “I heard it from the head of the royal pharmacy (Yuel), and I couldn’t stay still.”

(Yuel... ah)

Keith: “Congratulations on passing the herbalist promotion exam.”

Emma: “Thank you!”

Emma: “I just received the acceptance letter a moment ago, so I was surprised.”

Keith: “I found out last night.”

(What a surprise! And yet, he prepared such a wonderful celebration...)

As my lips curled into a smile, Keith’s eyes softened too, and warmth filled my chest even more.

(The trigger was seeing Prince Keith talk vibrantly about the plants...)

(With my desire to “be of help” added to that, I got the chance to be recognized for my growth.)

(Along with learning lessons as a queen, I want to continue studying as an herbalist and absorb knowledge,)

(I want to become someone who supports the country.)

Noticing that Prince Keith’s expression had turned thoughtful, I tilted my head.

Keith: “The celebration isn’t enough.”

Emma: “!? That’s not true. If anything, I’ve received more than enough!”

Keith: “If that’s the case—... no, wait.”

(It feels like his eyes are saying "I won't concede.")

I always think that the reasons for Prince Keith's stubbornness are made up of kindness and cuteness.

(If the celebration isn’t enough...)

Emma: “Well then, may I make a request?”

Keith: “Of course! Please say anything.”

Which option will you choose?

Point to your own cheek.

Open your arms wide.

Indicate the cake you want to eat.

Emma: “Keith, I want to eat this tart first.”

I pointed to the plate with a tart topped with juicy fruits.

Keith nodded and seated me in a chair, then served the tart onto a separate plate as I requested...

Keith: "Here you go, Emma. Open your mouth?"

Emma: “Huh...?”

Keith: “Eh...?”

Keith: “Oh... Did I make a huge mistake...?”

(When you cant even just let them eat cake)

Emma: “No, it's just as I requested. I’ll eat it!”

I took the bite-sized tart he offered and popped it into my mouth.

Keith smiled as brightly as a blooming flower and cheerfully began to cut a second piece.

(What I really wanted to request was for him to serve the cake... but somehow, I feel like I’m gaining so much.)

I silently expressed my gratitude to Keith.

More than the sweet and sour fruitiness and the crispy texture, the smile of my beloved made me happy.

After thoroughly enjoying the celebratory tea party, I strolled through the greenhouse with Keith, admiring the colorful flowers.

As the time for public duties approached, a sense of sadness welled up at the thought of parting again, when I was suddenly called by name.

Looking up, I met Keith’s gaze, which was serious this time.

His face belonged not to my fiancé, but rather to the next king bearing the weight of the nation...

Keith: "Actually, Kagari-san..."

Keith: "I received an invitation to a friendship meeting from Prince Kagari Amagase of the Kougyoku (Ruby) Kingdom."

Emma: "At this time of year?"

Keith: "Yes, and that’s why I have many concerns about it."

A short while ago—

Information of significant importance had reached Jade that the three countries of Tanzanite, Achroite, and Kougyoku had formed an alliance, potentially disrupting the balance of power on the continent.

The three countries weren't historically close, nor was there any record of significant interaction between them.

The reason for forming the alliance is unclear, with no clues as to why this would happen.

Receiving an invitation to a friendship meeting from Ruby during such a time must mean there’s some ulterior motive.

Keith: "They say Kougyoku is a country where civil war never ceases,"

Keith: "and currently, three factions are vying for national unification."

Emma: "There are figures among the factions who claim to be king, right?"

Keith: "Yes. It seems that anyone with power, regardless of status, can claim to be one."

Keith: "And as a unique feature not found in other countries, each faction has various nations supporting them."

Keith: "Since Jade has a long history and friendly relations with Ruby, we are supporting the nation, not the factions."

(So, the middle island)

(The complicated state of affairs of the countries makes my head spin the more I learn.)

Emma: "Which faction has formed the alliance...?”

Keith shook his head in distress.

Keith: “Since multiple factions exist, I thought I would hear some information flowing in... but it seems to be difficult.”

Keith: “That’s why the invitation from Kagari is so valuable.”

Emma: “And Kagari ‘san’?”

(I noticed he corrected himself just now, but could it be...?)

Keith: “I’m friends with Kagari.”

Emma: “I see...!”

Learning about Keith’s friendships at such an unexpected moment made me lean forward in interest.

(I shouldn’t get carried away. I want to ask so many things, but I have to hold back for now.)

Keith: “Kagari has originally been part of the royal camp and has achieved numerous victories in battles.”

Keith: “He is feared and called ‘Yasha’ for his unmatched strength...”

Keith: “However, he seems to have defected from the royal family and is now building his own camp in a different faction.”

(That’s why the invitation came from Prince Kagari, the second prince, instead of the first.)

Keith: “Both the three-country alliance and Kagari’s current actions are honestly wrapped in mystery.”

Keith: “Which faction formed the alliance, and what is its purpose?”

Keith: “And the reason why Kagari, who has defected from the royal family, sent the invitation...”

Keith: “I’ve decided to participate in the friendship meeting as his friend to understand whether Ruby will be a country we should watch out for in the future.”

Keith: “So...”

Before Keith could finish his words, I opened my mouth.

Emma: “May I come with you?”

(I know I can’t be much help. Still, I want to face issues that affect the future of the country.)

Keith: “I want to ‘make this country bloom with the beautiful flower of happiness forever.’”

Keith: “I promised my brother that long ago... As the future king and as Emma’s lover—”

Keith: “I want to fulfill that vow together with him, the ‘other side of myself.’”

Emma: “...Keith, can I also be included in that 'promise'?”

(Because I want to continue making the flowers of happiness bloom in Jade alongside Master Keith.)

After a brief silence, his large hand gently took mine.

Keith: “Because you are by my side, we ‘can’ overcome any difficulties and hardships.”

Keith: “...Thank you for saying you want to join.”

Keith: “Ruby is said to be a country of chaos. We don’t know where the dangers lurk.”

Keith: “We will protect you, Emma... no matter what.”

His lips touched the back of my hand as if making a vow.

Emma: “Thank you.”

(I feel the same way as you, Keith.)

I gently stood on my tiptoes and this time, I kissed Master Keith on the cheek.

He turned to me with a smile that seemed to contain all the kindness in the world, warming my heart.

The warmth that flowed between us, the feelings shared, and the words spoken were all genuine and honest.

(But then... I wonder why.)

Keith: “Emma?”

Emma: “Oh, I’m sorry. I was staring too much.”

Keith: “No, I actually welcome that. If anything, I want you to gaze at me even more.”

Keith: “...Just kidding, that was an incredibly creepy response. P-please pretend you didn’t hear that.”

Emma: “That’s unfortunate... I was planning to take advantage of those words and keep staring at you a little longer, Keith.”

Keith: “Ah, I really want you to keep looking at me.”

His immediate response made me smile involuntarily.

(This isn’t the first time.)

(I wonder when I started looking at him like this?)

The faint dark hue that flickered in his golden eyes brought back the lingering anxiety in my heart.

Later in the carriage-

Emma: “Prince Keith... no, that’s not right.”

[dark-frosted-heart]

Secret Acting Instruction - Keith Howell

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this

nsfw, minors dni

Emma: Prince Keith, you did well on your performance today. Cheer!

Alter!Keith: Cheers.

The light clinking of glasses resounds and Emma, who sat beside me on the sofa, takes a sip of the clear alcohol.

By the way her eyes widened, she thought it was good.

(I didn’t expect Emma to throw an after party)

I followed Emma’s lead and took a sip from my glass; the subtle sweetness spread throughout my weary body.

Emma: By the way, you were really cool.

Alter!Keith: Yeah, yeah, thank you. Think I heard that 100 times before getting back to my room.

Emma: Saying it 100 times isn’t even enough. Unlike last year’s performance, this one was about friendship and I thought you were a really great fit for your role. I’d read the original work multiple times, so I could imagine you in that role… But you were so much better than I could’ve imagined…*sigh* I should’ve asked for an artist to paint you.

Emma’s eyes lit up like the sun as she continued.

(Not a bad reaction. If I didn’t get into it, then there wouldn’t’ have been a point in going through all that trouble)

After Emma and “that guy’s” first performance thanks to their favorite author, the director unexpectedly took a liking to them and a second offer came.

Initially, I thought about rejecting it for “that guy” since he’s a pushover, but ended up changing my mind and so here I am now.

Alter!Keith: You looked pretty good too.

Emma: This time I was just a fill-in for a side character though?

Alter!Keith: Don’t be so modest, Miss side character who loves me so much. You almost changed the genre with that look of love on your face.

Emma: Uh…

It looked like she was aware of the fact, given how she looked away, ears red.

(It was a pretty realistic performance—)

~~ Flashback ~~

This time the performance was the classic story about rewarding the good and punishing evil where my character and his partner infiltrated an evil organization, exposed its injustice, and rescued the weak.

Emma played a low-level grunt of the organization, an upstanding “young man” who was the first to become an ally during the infiltration.

There was a scene depicting the beginnings of conflict within the organization.  

Emma: ‘Please wait! Your clothes are a mess.’

Alter!Keith: ‘Oh, it was quite the fight back there.’

Emma: ‘Are you hurt?’

Alter!Keith: ‘Getting hurt by those kinds of people would be such an embarrassment that I wouldn’t be able to sleep.’ ‘That aside, are you sure you want to follow me?’ ‘It seems I was mistaken for a traitor.’ ‘A weakling like you will die if you stick with me.’

Emma: ‘...I know. But I still want to.’ ‘Even if the path I’ll walk with you is harsh and full of thorns.’ ‘Even if corpses pile up behind you.’ ‘I will follow you for the rest of my life.’

Alter!Keith: …Stay in character.*

Emma: !!!

~~ End flashback ~~

Emma: Please let me explain. …I was captivated by your flashy action scene that came before.

Alter!Keith: So?

Emma: I forgot I was acting and fell in love.

Alter!Keith: Quite the adorable excuse.

Emma: A-at any rate, I didn’t expect you to take on another acting job! You could’ve refused. Did you perhaps fall in love with the stage…?

I shrugged as Emma blatantly switched topics.

Alter!Keith: As someone who loves me, do you think so?

Emma: …No.

Alter!Keith: Good answer.

Emma: Then why…

Alter!Keith: It’s thanks to you knowing the original story and helping me rehearse that I was able to put on my best performance. It was refreshing being instructed for once. Yeah, I probably liked that.

Emma: …You’re hiding something.

Alter!Keith: And you’re not?

(I’m not nice enough to tell you everything)

Unconvinced, Emma kept her eyes on me.

“I want to know�� was written all over her face, and I knew she wasn’t going to give up until I told her.

(If that’s the case—)

Alter!Keith: Hey, let’s do it again.

Emma: Do wha—...Mnn.

I set the glass down on the table and kissed Emma.

I took her glass, placed it next to mine, and pushed her down onto the sofa.

Alter!Keith: Acting instructions. Want me to be wicked? Or do you want me to be nice? I’ll act however you want.

Emma: It seems like there’s a different goal in mind…!

Alter!Keith: Don’t worry about it. Come on, tell me.

I squeezed her breasts through her blouse like I usually do.

When I purposely pressed against a sensitive spot, Emma, whose eyes were shining with innocence just a moment ago, now exuded a sensual aura sweeter than nectar.

(You’re just as much of a pushover)

I continued playing with her chest while ignoring how she was rubbing her legs together.

Emma: …off.

Alter!Keith: Hm? Didn’t catch that.

Emma: …Clothes…off.

Alter!Keith: Is that your first instruction?

She nodded, face even more flushed than it was on stage.

Following her “instruction”, I stripped her, revealing perky nipples.

Alter!Keith: Next?

Emma: …Do I have to say it?

Alter!Keith: Of course. You’re giving me acting instructions, aren’t you?

Emma’s face grew redder as I kept staring at her nipples.

(This is why I can’t stop acting wicked)

Emma: Do what you usually do…

Alter!Keith: Be more specific.

Emma: …Please rub them with your hands.

Alter!Keith: Like this?

I asked as I gently traced around her nipples.

Alter!Keith: I’m rubbing them like you asked.

Emma: Here…

She took my hands and brought them to her peaks.

I smirked when I noticed her shaky fingers.

(You’re so easy to read)

Emma: …

When I gently rubbed where she wanted me to with my fingers, Emma’s brows furrowed in frustration.

She still wasn’t satisfied.

Alter!Keith: You were better at instructing than this. Be serious.

Emma: Then…I’ll tell you the most important thing.

Emma sighed wistfully and then grabbed my cheeks before kissing softly.

Emma: I…don’t like you playing a role. I like you as you are.

Alter!Keith: Meaning?

Emma: During times like this, just like you…I want to be loved with genuine feelings, not with acting.

(...I see.)

It was like there was a tight grip on my heart as she looked at me pleadingly.

(Definitely “serious”)

Alter!Keith: Isn’t it also because you’re too embarrassed to say more?

Emma: …There’s that too.

Alter!Keith: It’s good to be honest.

(I’ll stop being mean)

Emma: Huh…Ah…Nnn

I captured a nipple in my mouth and rolled it around with my tongue like she wanted me to.

At the same time, a hand traveled up her leg to her wet core.

Emma: So…sudden—

Alter!Keith: You told me to do what I wanted. No taking it back now.

Her hips jerked as I rubbed along her slit.

My fingers grew wetter with her slick and as Emma fell into pleasure, she seemed to forget I was avoiding something.

Emma: Aaahhh…

While I slowly fingered her, I thought back to the book the performance was based on.

When we got the second offer, both the other guy and I realized that it was based on a book Emma loved.

(The original work was Emma’s favorite, and she’d often recommend the other guy as the cool lead)

(If it became a play…)

(You might’ve called whoever played the lead “cool”)

(Would you have?)

I pulled my fingers out, released her nipple, and pressed down against her.

(You can only call us “cool”)

I thrusted into her and when I brushed her hair away from her face, regardless if she’s on stage or on this sofa, love was written all over her face.

*Here, Emma used the wrong personal pronoun for her line. She said ‘watashi wa’ (her pronoun) and then Alter!Keith reminds her that it’s ‘boku wa’ (character’s pronoun).

[riveranova]

youre headcanons were so funny, could you do more please? there is this trend on tiktok where girlfriends film their boyfriends sleeping positions, can you do that but with the ikemen prince guys?

and female reader please and thank you!💗💗

A/N: I know EXACTLY what you mean! So sorry for the long wait, here you go! <3

I also made this Gender Neutral because there is no mention of any gender. I hope thats fine!

IkePri's Sleeping positions! x GN! Reader - Part 1

Warnings: A teensie bit suggestive, pure crack to be honest, Nokto

Characters: Gilbert, Silvio, Keith, Sariel, Rio, Clavis, Notko, Ikemen Prince

Word Count: 610

Gilbert von Obsidian

- Still - LIke, he doesn't move - He scares the shit out of you because he's literally cold and unmoving - Literally laying there like 🧍🏻 - WILL make fun of you if you panic and wake him up - He's a little shit, obviously he thinks that your crying face is adorable - Do you honestly think that he'd go out like that? - Do you even love him? - It's not that? Ahh, so you doubt him. - ''I'm hurt, little rabbit. I think I need to remind you how alive I truly am, heehee...''

Silvio Ricci

-This man is a prick - If you sleep in the same bed as him, I'm sorry - Will 100% not only steal your blankets and throw them to the floor but will also take up all the space in your bed - I don't think he's completely silent when he sleeps but he doesn't snore either - More like.. really loud breathing - My dog breathes really loud when he's sleeping well - Hold on.. Silvios crest- - I rest my case.

Keith Howell

-I'm pretty sure that he's a silent sleeper - There is one big problem, uh tall problem - Tall. He's very tall. (I'm 181cm, I feel the pain) - I'd imagine that he has trouble sleeping in small beds because of his height - Poor guy is completely folded next to you so that you have some space - His back pain must be horrible, oh dear - Now, his alter is a different story - I think he'd just pull you onto him - He's tall and strong, he can be your bed <3

Sariel Noir

-Does he even sleep - I think the question with him isn't how he sleeps but how you find him sleeping - His job is hard and trying to keep the chaos (Clavis & Nokto, really) in check is a lot - Falls asleep on his desk, mostly - Hunched over his papers, the candle already out and cold for a long time - This man has chronic back pain, that isn't even up for debate - Wakes up easily and decides to follow you into bed

Rio Ortiz

-I think he doesn't sleep much either - For him, I think it's because he just has too much energy - He just loves to get everything ready for you to start your day, he knows you work so, so hard - But even this battery needs some charging sometimes - Can and will sit down on a chair, sleep (sitting straight up) for an hour and wake up as if he slept a week - Has no back pain either - What is his secret? We will never know

Clavis Lelouch

-Okay. - We know that this idiot doesn't even have a bed in his room - When he does sleep, he just throws himself into his couch and sleep like that - Because when he's tired.. He's TIRED - Hangs off of the side of the couch like not quite dried paint - Cyran covers him with a blanket sometimes but doesn't bother most of the time because Clavis just plucks it off in his sleep - Doesn't sleep very long or very deep, he has a tight schedule after all! Haha! Ahaha! Haa.. poor Sariel.

Nokto Klein

-:I - I think we all know where this is going - Look, I know he's not ALL about women and sex - But he's MOSTLY about it and I'm pretty sure he doesn't even care where he falls asleep - Literally falls asleep with his arms in postions that do NOT look comfortable - Don't worry tho, just pluck his arms from under whatever bodypart they are and lay him down normally - Deep sleeper, 100% - Has mastered THE nap. Like the one where you wake up and you have imprints of your clothes

Thank you for reading, requests are always open!

[keithsandwich]

Maeve sucking Kind Keith's cock.

Tw: oral sex M receiving (obviously), cum swallowing, outdoor activities, bad English.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" Keith asked, although there was no sign of doubt on Maeve. She raised her head to look into his eyes, a silver string of his precum attached to her lips for a moment so brief she probably hasn't realized it, but it made him hold his breath.

Those lips curled up in a smile.

"Do I look like I don't want to?" Her hand pumped his cock slowly, as if to reassure him. "Can I?"

Maeve shifted her body to better accommodate between his legs as Keith shakily nodded. He couldn't even think about how awkwardly thick his legs were in comparison to her delicate frame. All that filled his mind was her back bathed in the sunlight that filtered through the foliage and her black hair cascading nicely in waves and braids when she went down again. Oh, he didn't deserve that. Her lips were so soft. Her mouth so warm. Her fingers gently moving along his cock --- the part of it that didn't fit. 

He grasped at the grass beneath him, trying to brace himself. That Keith had only watched her doing it before, to a much greedier man who would grab her hair and guide her further down until reaching her limit. So selfish. So inconsiderate. Still, Maeve seemed to enjoyed that somehow, and would act like it wasn't a big deal when he switched and apologized. Now Keith could understand a little bit more of what led him act like that. That feeling... It was turning him on nothing but a moaning mess. 

She was taking her time, sucking and licking and kissing in a rhythm that was hard for him to follow, no matter how slow it was. He should be ashamed to assume that, but it felt as if she was pleasing herself while doing that, and this feeling only made things harder for him. But the final blow was when her eyes met his while she still had him in her mouth. His body started trembling uncontrollably.

What was he supposed to do? 

"Mae... I..." Was all the could stutter. Twice, while still trying to hold back.

But she didn't.

It felt like a sin in so many ways, but he knew Maeve didn't like that concept. Still, he apologized. 

I'm sorry for the trouble.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

I'm sorry for being unable to control myself for longer.

I'm sorry for making you taste it.

I'm sorry for filling your mouth.

I'm sorry for dirtying your dress.

But before Keith could finish his apologies, she straddled on his lap and held his face between her hands. Steady, reassuringly, undeniably warm. He blinked in a daze. She looked even more beautiful against the light.

"Can I?" she asked again, and his cock throbbed before he could nod.

She could do anything she wanted to him.

[tomykeithhowell]

Baguette

Keith Howell x Reader

Tags: NSFW, MDNI, BLOWJOB, DIRTY TALKING

Words: 1, 119

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛

One night, you were quite intoxicated and somehow recalled that you were entrusted with delivering certain elixirs to Keith. Despite your inebriated state, you hastened to his chambers and knocked on the door.

*Knock* You knocked once and received no response.

*Knock knock* After knocking a second time with even greater urgency, the door still remained unanswered.

You knocked repeatedly on the prince chambers door throughout the night in a state of drunkenness, growing increasingly impatient as no one answered despite your best efforts.

Suddenly, the door to his chamber swung open with a creak, revealing yourself face to face with Keith's partially undressed form.

The prince was clad only in a small towel that barely covered his lower region, his dark olive ruffled hair still damp from a recent bath or shower.

Keith's golden eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected intrusion, clearly having forgotten his state of undress in the moment.

"What...what are you doing here so late at night?" he asked, his voice tinged with both surprise and a hint of wariness.

In his confusion, Keith failed to fully process your inebriated ramblings, not quite registering the nature of the "concoctions" and "reports" you mentioned. For now, he simply stood before you, towel clenched in one hand, hair still mussed and damp - a picture of unexpected disruption.

Meanwhile, you surmised that Keith wasn't fully comprehending your intentions, so you took the unusual step of entering his private chambers to personally deliver the bag of concoctions and reports yourself.

However, in your intoxicated state, you stumbled forward and accidentally yanked on Keith's towel, causing the fabric to slip away and reveal his manhood in all its glory.

Upon laying eyes on the prince's erect and substantial member, most women would have been shocked, intrigued, or even embarrassed.

But thanks to your extreme inebriation, you simply giggled and whispered, "Baguette..." seemingly perceiving Keith's genitals as a large, mysterious loaf of bread.

Your stomach growled in response, distracting you from the bizarre scene before your eyes.

Then all of a sudden, the mischievous alter-ego within Keith emerged, a sly, wicked smile twisting his gentle features as he caught sight of you entranced gaze lingering on his exposed member.

"Like what you see, hmm?" he teased in a low, deep tone that was a far cry from his usual gentle demeanor.

Keith's alter-ego, driven by the thrill of teasing someone he found endearing, had no intention of covering himself like his gentle counterpart would have. Instead, he reveled in the unexpected opportunity to explore the boundaries of their encounter.

"Normally, HE will be the type to cover himself in a situation like this," Wicked Keith admitted, glancing down at his erect member with a chuckle.

"But your drunken state is too perfect of an opportunity to pass up. So, you can touch my 'baguette' or even take my baguette for a spin, if you desire." Keith purred, his golden eyes glinting with wicked amusement at his own tease.

As your entranced state allowed you to act on Keith's suggestive words and deeds without hesitation, you tentatively reached out to touch his manhood.

Your fingers explored the thick shaft in a daze before your lips descended to lick the tip. You took a small nibble, at which point Keith groaned and chuckled, offering gentle guidance.

"No biting, my doe," he teased. "Round that little mouth of yours around my shaft and suck it gently..."

He watched with a knowing smirk as realization slowly dawned on your drunken mind that what you held in your hand was not, in fact, a baguette.

When you attempted to pull away, Keith placed a firm hand on the back of your head, guiding you back down to his waiting member.

"You won't miss this chance, do you?" he asked with a sly, seductive whisper, his golden eyes glinting with mischief as he encouraged you to re-kiss the tip of his cock.

Wanting this moment too, you kissed the tip of Keith's member before obediently wrapping your lips around the thick shaft, sucking gently as requested.

Keith's grin widened as pleasurable sensations began to spread through his body, his cock pulsating inside your small, pretty mouth. Seizing a handful of your hair, Keith gently guided you in the rhythm he knew would bring him great pleasure.

"Faster, my doe...suck me harder," Keith groaned, his pleasure growing.

However, you were struggling to accommodate Keith's massive size, nearly choking as your throat burned from the intense depth he was pushing for.

Keith's grip on your hair tightened slightly as he leaned in close, his warm breath tickling your ear.

"Relax your throat, allow my cock to slide down smoothly...don't tense up," he whispered, his voice laced with sensual instruction. "Breathe through your nose...take it slow and steady, my lovely doe."

With patient guidance and your best efforts, Keith was eventually able to slide his entire impressive length down your throat, eliciting a pleasured groan of approval from the prince.

---

As you continued sucking in rhythm, you even began vibrating your lips against Keith's shaft, sending pleasurable waves through the prince's body.

"Take me more..." Keith groaned, his hips starting to thrust roughly in time with your movements as his arousal grew. He could feel his climax approaching, ready to erupt within the eager mouth before him.

His wicked mind was ecstatic at the thought of making you drink his release, determined to have you swallow every last drop.

As he reached his peak, Keith's member pulsed and throbbed, flooding your mouth with his hot, thick seed. To ensure you swallowed every ounce, Keith gripped your head firmly, preventing you from pulling away as he continued pumping cum into your eager mouth.

"This is what happens when you visit me during the night, no matter the reason," Keith purred, savoring the moment of decadent release with his drunken, unsuspecting companion.

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛

The next morning, you found yourself at a local bakery, a freshly baked baguette filled with milky cheese catching your eye.

Your thoughts instantly drifted back to the previous night's bizarre events, still unsure what to make of Keith's massive manhood that you had sucked on under the mistaken belief it was a baguette.

The lewd scene played out in your mind once more. As you stood there lost in thought, a warm breath suddenly tickled your ear.

"If you want another 'baguette' of mine, why don't you visit me again later tonight?" Keith whispered, his voice unmistakable.

Your blush deepened as you suddenly felt Keith's teeth gently nip at your earlobe, a teasing gesture that left you flushed and staring longingly at the innocent bakery baguette.

It seemed your drunken misadventures with the prince were far from over.

[fingerless-glovez]

Super angsty drawing of this guy I've been obsessed with for the past week

[xxsycamore]

I'm ready to place my final request!

I'm so, so sorry I'm only asking Keith (he's really my one and only), but I need to see 👔 with him (which one of him? You decide!).

If it's too much Keith for your taste, feel free to dismiss some or all of my requests, okay? Love you anyway!

Thank you so much!

Oh that's not too much Keith for my taste at all, don't worry~ 🤭Love you too!!!❤❤❤ You're so sweet and considerate, I appreciate it!

[👔] 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 '𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚝…

KEITH:

"Oh, what do we have here? Have you missed me that much?"

You're startled by the man leaning in to whisper in your ear behind the couch. The few seconds it takes for you to realize he's referring to the white coat draped over your front serves as cementing Keith's guess, much to your dismay.

Haphazardly, you make up a half-truth of feeling cold and using his coat to block the early evening chill until you wait for his return. Keith only smirks as if able to see right through you with those piercing golden eyes - before closing them to sweeten his expression.

"Why, you should keep it. I don't fancy you catching a cold. But let's get you properly wrapped in it first to ensure you're nice and warm."

The words spill smoothly from Keith's lips as if he's not about to give you a heart attack where you've already felt flushed from the moment he rejoined your side. Now he's taking his coat from your grasp with a brush of knuckles over your own, and he's signaling you to push your back off the couch with a gentle palming of your shoulder... he touches you briefly on another two or three occasions in the process of making you put on his coat, but you somehow make it out alive. Just barely.

"That's better, isn't it? Again, please keep it. You can give it back to me when we see each other again, whenever that may be."

Later in the evening, the moon has traveled a little further in the night sky, and you've traveled a little too far away from Keith for his own liking, but he had to bid you goodnight. The moonlight witnesses the twist to his expression as he smirks to himself again, the poison yellow in his gaze gleaming in the dark.

The truth is, you can't really keep that coat. Prince Keith has a veeery important event to attend tomorrow, and he'll be needing it because of the dress code.

His other self should be triumphant - another great opportunity to see you, so soon at that - isn't that great? And he did something so gentlemanly just now. The morning seems promising.

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[lettersfromaphrodite]

| love me like you do |

―pairing : Keith Howell x fem! Reader ―genre : soft smut ―word count : 362

― notes : extract from a fic I will never write so here have this humble offering my sweet loves ― notes : extra kudos to @jodiosmenu for believing in me over this fragment of madness

that night, Keith made love to you for the first time; it was gentle and not rushed, his hips moving slowly and languidly as if you had all the time in the world, as if the night you were spending together was never going to end, Keith's lips caressing your body delicately as if you were some sort of goddess he was going to spend his life worshipping as the most devoted believer.

«I love you,» you mumbled against his lips as you both reached your climax. «I love you too.» he mumbled back with a smitten smile, touching your lips with his.

After that, Keith leaned down to kiss your neck, peppering your sweaty skin with chaste kisses, and as soon as you felt the soft and gentle nibbles turning into playful and harsh bites you knew what happened, without the need to ask him for confirmation.

Immediately, you took Keith's face in your hands as delicately and firmly as you could, bringing his face in front of you, his sharp gaze locking into yours and allowing you to acknowledge alter Keith with a soft smile.

«I love you,» you repeated, a subtle way to confirm that when you told Keith you loved him, you meant both of them, as fucked up and strange as the situation could be seen from the outside. Alter Keith didn't answer, he simply scoffed with an arrogant smirk, but you didn't mind.

Without waiting for you to properly come down from your high, alter Keith made love to you for the first time; it was passionate and intense, his hips moving roughly in a way that made you cry out in pleasure and tremble, for alter Keith seemed to be almost demanding with wanting to see and enjoy your pleasure, his mind and body focused on take and take and take what he could from you, kissing your skin with occasional rough nibbles here and there, as if you were a goddess and this was his desperate way to ask you - to plead you, to spare a glance his way, still not fully believing that you could love both Keith in the same way.

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