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[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

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[xxsycamore]

Hey hun, threesome with Ray, Alice, and Lancelot, prompt December 9 pretty please? 💖💖💖

Happy holidays, dear Dahlia and everyone else on here! 💝✨✨I wish you a great time, celebrating or not. I enjoyed writing this story so much, I just couldn’t stop at 1k words as planned, oops. Easily one of my all-time favorites. Thank you for sending this great request! Hope you like it! 💖💖

Naughty or Nice? - [ Lancelot/MC/Ray SMUT ] 

Rating: E

Word count:   1564

Tags:  Polyamory; Threesome - F/M/M; Alcohol; Making Out; Banter; SO MUCH BANTER; Nipple Play; Not Wearing Underwear; Vaginal Sex; my love for Raycelot is showing

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Part of ‘Tis the Season for Smut 2.0 Content Creation Challenge, hosted by @voltage-vixen  [DAY 1] [DAY 2] [DAY 3] [DAY 4] [DAY 5] [DAY 6] [DAY 7] [DAY 8]

DAY 9 - “Let’s do something that puts us on the naughty list.”

It's Christmas Eve in Cradle.

A celebration of many old traditions - now, ever since Red and Black became allies, a new annual event is held to remind of peace and unition in the eve of the brightest holiday. This year too, the venue is lavishly decorated for the occasion and welcomes army members from both sides.

Ray has been to enough of these parties to know exactly what it means when his two lovers disappear into thin air all of a sudden.

He carefully sneaks his way out of the party and towards the secluded area he's already well familiar with.

Alice's lips are still warm with Lancelot's breath on them when a sudden jolt runs thought her, caused by a firm slap landing on her ass. The man next to her makes a similar noise of surprise as, he received one as well. Though, unlike Alice, his gaze is quick to sharpen into a death glare - directed at Ray, she now discovers as she turns around.

"Interrupting something?"

To Ray's question filled of suspicion and a tint of smirk, Alice hurries to explain the innocent nature of their endeavors, withdrawing from Lancelot's embrace to make herself more presentable.

"We-"

"We were discussing arranging an afterparty only for the three of us. Congratulations, you ruined the surprise."

Thought Ray is touched at even the sheer implication that Lancelot would plan something with him in mind, he is sure not to stray too much from the point. The two of them still could have perfectly well conversated by the table instead. He's spent too much time with the red King not to know how he'd twist things around sometimes on purpose.

"Uh-huh. Still sounds suspicious to me."

Ray leans in to steal a kiss from Lancelot that would hopefully soften him and erase the frown from his face. Whether he was speaking the truth or they were really sneaking away to make out, Ray feels equally intrigued about it either way. 

The blond only pushes him back by the chest most demonstratively, but only for the sake of being the one to initiate the kiss instead. Ray decides to not lean too much into it, preventing the high possibility of being bitten by the tongue.

"An afterparty sounds good. I see that I'm not the only one bored with tonight's event."

Scooting over to Alice's side, considering her a far better target for his kisses, Ray wraps an arm around her waist to pull her in closer.

"Has anyone told you that you're a terrible host?"

Ray hates that he has to put an end to such a passionate kiss just to reply to Lancelot, but ignoring him would lead to no good.

"Now, you're just being an ass, Lancelot. We'll see how the Red Army handles it next year."

Alice can sense the tension raising between her two boyfriends, albeit in a manner that brings no harm. For a good measure she palms Ray's chin, gently squeezing his face to turn it towards herself - and to shush with him a kiss.

Lancelot approves of the method, having a good history of putting it to work with the younger king. He is not even trying to excuse his way of watching them go through their following kiss, already planning on how to steal Alice in his arms next.

Ray is getting a little too lost into it perhaps, with how playful he gets, his hands indecisive on where to stay on her waist.

"This dress looks very nice on you, Alice."

Another pair of hands wrap around her from behind, this time resting much higher, soft fingertips dipping in the underside of her pushed-up bosom.

"I agree."

Alice giggles a little, being more than pleased with her outfit for tonight and only glad that her lovers seem to like it as well. If she weren't held so securely in their handsy grasp, she'd do a little spin to show off further for them.

"White and red, huh… I see you're not on my team tonight."

She clicks her tongue at his comment but not without a little chuckle, putting a hand on Ray's head to caress his hair as he'd duck to place a kiss on her exposed cleavage. The white fur on the rim of the dress and its red color, she hasn't thought much about the possible link to the Red army's uniforms. But she can see where he comes from, guessing that the golden details on it just make the connection more liable.

"No, silly, those are just the Christmas colors…"

"Are you drunk, King of spades?"

Lancelot frees one hand from groping over Alice's breasts to where Ray has his face shoved in them, pulling him up by the hair to have a better look at him. Now that Alice thinks about it, it would make a perfect sense - from the ridiculous things he says to the clingy behavior he's adapted in the past few minutes - not that it comes off as a surprise. Surely not a negative one.

"Not as much as you think I am. Though, if my lovers continue to disregard me like that, I'll have to resort to alcohol for company."

"Suit yourself."

"Lancelot!" Alice is quick to take in the role of the peacemaker again, elbowing him lightly. It proves to be efficient because the blond speaks again soon.

"Alright Ray. What do you suggest we do to entertain you, then?"

Ray smirks in a way that almost says I knew you love me, but he lowers his face before his expression could show more than he lets on. He gets another whiff of Alice, finding something dangerously appealing in her perfume that Lancelot has already pointed out to her earlier in the evening. It almost makes him lose his train of thought.

"I say, let's spice things up a bit. Let's do something that puts us on the naughty list."

This time it's Lancelot's turn to snicker, as if it was far too predictable where this is going. Not that he is against it, no.

Alice's humming curls in a pleasant note, a hand encouraging Ray towards her chest once again.

"I like the idea. What do you think, Lance?"

"I think the King of spades has already earned his place on the "naughty list", fair and square."

It's time for Alice to run her fingers through Lancelot's hair and tug him in the place she desires, just as she did with Ray - a kiss should be better than whatever he's getting at. She makes sure to cut it off short enough to tease him.

"Let's not start about that. We know you weren't a good boy either, Lance…"

"Alice."

His tone is firm, more demanding for another kiss than for her to not speak another word, really. He pushes his hot mouth against hers, furiously so - easily leaving her breathless, until prying a broken moan from her lips. Good. Now, he can be nice and give her a more gentle kiss.

Alice pauses for breath and rolls her head on Lancelot's shoulder, groaning under Ray's ministrations as he pulls down her dress enough to free her breasts and to immediately cover them with his warm tongue. He also moves to place a leg between hers, pelvis rubbing every other time against Alice's lower belly.

Lancelot is caressing her cheek while she rests her head on his shoulder, teeth grazing the shell of her ear. This close up, Alice's words are lower than a whisper.

"Oh my god, he is so hard already…"

"Of course he is."

Lancelot's matter-of-factly tone is probably very unwelcomed at this point, as he can predict the next "scolding" he is about to earn himself. On top of that, he practically never answered Alice in the way she expected him to answer - because yes, Gods, he likes the idea - a twitch in his own pants reminding him so. In a similar fashion to how Ray resorted to bare Alice, Lancelot drags the flimsy clothing from the hem up. It does a quick job of leaving Alice's whole bottom accessible to his hands - and to Lancelot's surprise, it's a little… more accessible than expected.

"You're not wearing underwear on an official party?"

The last part is necessary, to distinguish the emphasis here. Of course it's no new practice in the history of their own sexual adventures for her to forgo putting on underwear in order to tease and drive both men crazy.

"Surprise?..."

She could try to sound innocent all she wants, there is no escape the thing she just provoked in Lancelot. And most definitely, in Ray, as well. The latter's laugher fills the air as he finally withdraws, content with his work of marking Alice's chest with demonstrations of his love. Hopefully they'll get all hidden once he moves the top of the dress on its original place.

"Fuck, Alice." The smile refuses to leave his face, as he smoothly raises one of her legs, hooking it over his arm. He swears he is going to kill Lancelot if he doesn't let him be the first one to fuck her right now. Not before he makes sure his aching-hard cock eases into her soft walls does he pick up his speech where he left.

"It seems like you're not that far behind us on the naughty list, are you?"

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[mitsuhidethesnek]

Ikemen Revolution is a dummy version of Legend of the Galactic Heroes anime.

This is a long shot, but Im just going to throw it out there.

I just watched the prequel OVA for Legend of the Galactic Heroes, and it is actually so amazing wtf.

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No shade at IkeRev because it’s hard to get history and war right in an otome. Whereas the focus for LOGH is politics and war.

But the setup is parallel, and it’s honestly satisfying my world building itch. Freedom democratic republic faction versus Monarchy faction.

Reinhard : Yang :: Lancelot : Ray

So ykno, if you’re into IkeRev and craving more Freedom vs Monarchy dynamic, and/or if you’re craving more King Lancelot angst, check out this anime and yell at me about it.

I can’t compare Ray and Yang personality wise, but Yang is absolutely wonderful. He’s our shlumpy lazy warm soft boy trope. Yang’s thing is that he’s a history teacher (?) nerd that got drafted into the military. All he wants to do is retire and read books, but he understands military strategy very well due to his knowledge, so he ends up in this job as Operations Officer and rising in the ranks. His genius ends up saving lives and minimizing casualties, so he stays, even though he rather not war and just sleep and live a normal life.

If you’re a history nerd, you might have already seen this anime, or please check it out. Yell at me about it either way. Watch the original first, then the remake. I hear the remake is not bad, but it’s definitely not as in depth, and it’s easier to go from 80s animation to 2018 military hotties.

[pseudofaux]

Hiya Pseu! As a request, I would LOVE any headcanon from your Ray/Lancelot universe if you have one? I hope that’s okay to ask for!!Have a lovely day and stay safe ❤️❤️ ALSO happy birthday my dear! 🎂

Oh my god this is such a flattering thing to have been asked, my heart felt like it was being squeezed when I first saw this!!! Thank you! It’s completely okay to ask for... I can’t tell you how touched I am that you would want this! I’m really dumb and soft right now!

Thank you for the kind wishes, too. ♥️♥️

♠️👑♥️

These are all about this one. (And if you ever want more Raycelot, @pickle-scribbles is your girl! She’s written Monarchy and some King/Alice/King if that’s your flavor. ♥️♠️)

Ray...

Thinks Lancelot is objectively the most beautiful person in Cradle. It pisses him off at first! And then it doesn’t.

Takes up stretching for awhile in an effort to get taller. Seriously. When he makes his peace with his height, he puts all that energy into presence instead. But he still keeps his shoulders back and straightens himself up to the full height he does have when at meetings and official stuff.

Lancelot

Thinks Ray is a tragic figure, someone who could be so much better with more refinement or support. He recognizes the undimmable flash of the Young King’s brilliance and thinks it’s sad he will inevitably lose the conflict between their armies anyway, since Lance has the might of the Magic Tower behind him. A shame, really. He doesn’t have much time to think about it, but when it crosses his mind he feels regret.

Just as Ray observes, Lance does, desperately, want someone to ask what he wants, his soul is crying out for someone to please remember he is a hurting person with desires beyond his purpose, and for someone to show him (and others) that they realize he’s not just a commander. He’s been shouldering heavy burdens for such a long time. He wouldn’t let anyone else take them on for him, but it’s one of his deepest sources of his sadness that no one seems personally aware. He has to hide a lot and he’s dying for someone to care enough to look closely anyway.

Ray also...

Has a half dozen wet dreams, as a grown man, all centered on Lancelot. He wakes up aroused and angry— why won’t this snotty asshole leave his dreams alone, at least?! He doesn’t need to see Lancelot crying out while his body is shoved up the bed with every slap of their hips, or smiling so softly and reaching out for Ray when they are done. He doesn’t need to know what the Red King might look like if he got shyly bold and knelt between Ray’s legs on a crimson cushion on the floor. It doesn’t matter how pale scarred hands would shake, or how the vulnerable Adam’s apple would bob, or what tears look like falling from eyes blue or red. It doesn’t matter. He doesn’t need this. It doesn’t matter. He repeats this to himself as he jerks off in the shower and his brain and body tell him it matters a lot.

...and most of that is before he’s sheltered by the Red Army after his injury. After he and Lancelot have sex and he returns to Black Army headquarters, Ray grasps at these dreams and touches himself with purpose as he remembers them. There’s some heartache there, a lot of sadness for the ways he now knows Lancelot is isolated. He doesn’t take anyone else to bed in a silent form of kingly solidarity. Thinks this is stupid but also the right thing to do. He nearly tells Fenrir so many times.

And Lancelot has sporadically dreamed of emerald glass figurines in an open display case and the sound of unrestrained laughter since the first time he met Ray. He’s been waking up horny and upset for months now.

He goes back to the room where Ray stayed and takes the pillowcase. He keeps it folded in a black silk pouch in his nightstand, and sometimes tucks it between his own pillowcase and the pillow after difficult days. When the scent is truly gone... he keeps it.

He wants kisses, he privately really really wants kisses somewhere sunny and public and safe, and he will remember Ray kissing his shoulder until the day he dies.

I definitely HC an eventually happy ending for this pair, but there would be a lot of angsty growing for the both of them first. This universe has melancholy. They’d get thrown together again (probably Ray back at Red HQ, I can’t see Jonah letting them get any alone time if Lance was at the Black Army 🤣), have sex again, and take on the Tower together. Sirius knows. Fenrir knows. Kyle knows. Blanc knows.

Thank you so much again for this ask! Made my day!

[kashimalin-fanfiction]

IkeRev: How the Black Army and Red Army react to Ray and Lancelot in a Relationship

Thank you for requesting something so sweet! I hope that I do your OTP justice in regards to how the other characters support them!

Characters: Black Army and Red Army, minus Ray Blackwell and Lancelot Kingsley.

Overall Rating: General.

Warnings: None.

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Sirius is supportive… somewhat. He is all for Lancelot being in a relationship, but with Ray? Ray, who has the emotional maturity of a teenager at worst and an uppity young adult at best? He’s definitely worried for his young King and tells him so flat out, and keeps an eye on the relationship as best he can. Tells both Lancelot and Ray that if they break the other’s heart, he will never forgive them. As the days go by, he is happy to see that Lancelot is a positive influence on Ray’s social skills and maturity, as well as his baking skills – Ray often asking Sirius how to make Lancelot’s favorite desserts so that they can share lemon cakes and orange cookies.

Luka is a little hesitant of the relationship at first, and wants him to be safe when he ventures into Red Territory for more than just business. He makes it his personal duty to educate Ray on all sorts of customs and greetings in Red Territory so that he doesn’t offend himself, and answers any questions that Ray has for him. However, as time goes on, Luka realizes that Ray is wearing a rare, warm smile whenever he comes back from Central after dinner – a smile that he knows is due to having a lovely time with Lancelot – and he can’t help but approve.

Fenrir is definitely happy for his best friend. He is the one that was told all of the plans Ray had for asking Lancelot out, the one who watched him chicken out not once, but twice after peace talks and meetings, and the one who covered for Ray during his first late-night out in Central with Lancelot. He is a ride-or-die friend for this relationship and will support Ray until the very end. He loves hearing about the little tidbits that Ray tells him about Lancelot, and will always patiently listen whenever Ray accidentally rambles on for a little too long during their breaks.

Seth is scandalized. Ray’s dating the Red King, who tried to kill him and take over their territory? Seth is initially suspicious of the relationship and is incredibly worried about an imbalance of power. The type of smothering mother who waits up for Ray to get home and make sure that he hasn’t been hurt and listen to how the date went, demanding more details than he really should be allowed to know. As Ray tells more and more positive stories about Lancelot, Seth begins to relax and starts trusting their relationship and acknowledge that they are happy together.

Jonah doesn’t think Ray is good enough for King Lancelot. He is opposed to the idea of Lancelot dating someone from Black Territory – particularly someone of such a high status. Jonah makes it a point to tell Lancelot this in the early days, and often finds an excuse to be in the room next door whenever Ray is visiting Lancelot in Red Territory so that he can keep an eye on things. As time goes on, he realizes that the King of Spades is having a positive influence on King Lancelot, and he is forced to acknowledge that Lancelot is clearly in love and that this relationship is making him a happier man – which makes him happy in return.

Edgar thinks that this is the funniest thing to in the Red Army for a long time, and the first who is aware of the relationship. He can see it in the way they interact after peace talks and meetings, the glimmer in their eyes and how they always end up talking in a secluded corner of the Gardens. Edgar is in full support of this relationship and never tells when he spies Lancelot coming out in the very early hours of the morning after a night out with Ray. All he wishes for is Lancelot’s happiness.

Zero does not particularly care either way. If Lancelot seems happy, then he considers it a good thing. When he is at parties where Lancelot and Ray are in attendance, he does note that Lancelot is doing better and that the pair of them are clearly in love. He is also one of the first to tell Lancelot that he is happy for their relationship and often calls out his soldiers when they express their hesitance about the relationship. Also is the one who often goes to escort Ray into Red Headquarters so that way he can come in unharmed.

Kyle believes that people need to be happy. Lancelot and Ray are no exception. He is relieved to see that the two Kings are living for themselves and each other. They have both suffered traumatic incidents, and he’s proud they reached the point where they feel comfortable pursuing a relationship with each other. Get a little upset when Lancelot hasn’t gotten enough sleep due to staying out too late the previous evening with Ray, but can never stay mad for long when he realizes that Ray is a positive influence on Lancelot’s social life and emotional state.

[raycelot]

Sometimes, love is all you need U vU

[5-of-spades]

art dump

i have literally done nothing that was worthy to post, so you guys get to enjoy some old and unfinished stress relief art from me until i can prepare something worthy for this blog again

[janumun]

Hi, are you open for requests? If yes may I please request a threesome for Ray, Alice and Lancelot? Thank you.

Yes nonny, you may. Any. Day.

Before I give these K I N G (D) S to you, I just want to let you know that you have great taste in OTPs lol.

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Title: Queen For Two

Rated: NSFW/18+Tags: established polyamorous relationship, threesome, double (vaginal) penetration

Words: 2324

“Excuse us.” Lancelot expertly extricated the glass from the inebriated girl’s clutches, just as she moved to raise it in another toast.

“King Lancelot!”

The people surrounding her all moved to curtsey at his arrival.

He absently acknowledged them with a slight dip of the head, eyes still fixated on one woman. Placing a protective hand over her shoulder, he moved her away from the crowd of disappointed guests.

She tottered on unsteady feet as she let him lead her away, deeper into the gardens. Twisting her head up to look at him, a dreamy smile spread across her face. “King Lancelot.”

Her face this close, Lancelot could make out each individual lash as it shuttered those dazed eyes; the dusting of dark gold she had so carefully applied across her lids, earlier in the evening, slightly smudged as it was now – but still such a lovely creature, ever beautiful on this special night, in this moment of celebration.

“How are you feeling?” He questioned as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear; the gesture casual and familiar.

She stumbled a little, right into him, arms coming up to loop around his waist. He held her smaller form close.

“I’m alright, Lancelot. There were just so many people and I was so happy…” she trailed off.

A gentle smile slipped on to his face at her honest words. Lancelot reached out a hand toward her.

“Mm…”

Cradling his hand against her cheek, she gazed up at him in love and wonder. “You look so handsome tonight, King Lancelot. I love seeing you in formal wear as it is but… there’s something even more special about this outfit.”

Lancelot felt the same. About her.

Donned in a startling mermaid gown of red, generous vines of black lace skirted along its bosom, and right at the very edges; painting her a vision. His Alice was a beautiful woman to begin with, but tonight, she looked far lovelier, something Lancelot had never thought possible.

Taking his hand in hers, she brought her mouth to kiss at the band resting on his ring finger. “I am sosososo happy for us.” she remarked sweetly, hands reaching for his face. He complied, ducking his head to meet her mouth in a fervent kiss.

Sweetness more than he had imagined, ever obtaining in this life, flooded through him as their mouths moved together, their embrace passionate as he held her close, vowing on the bands that bound them to each other – he would forever cherish this happiness.

In this bond, he had found peace.

Lancelot stepped back into the crowd, having returned from headquarters after having tucked her into bed.

The throng of guests at their engagement ceremony had thinned out now, considering the sheer amount that had been invited to celebrate the union between Red and Black.

He had walked only a few steps further into the venue when a familiar voice accosted him from behind. “Hey.”

Lancelot stopped in his tracks, turning around to face the new arrival. “King of Spades.”

Ray strode over to him, a tiny twitch to his brow the only indication of his mild irritation. “I don’t suppose you forgot this was supposed to be our engagement party and not just mine.”

“I apologize for leaving you to deal with our guests on your own.”

“Yeah, it’s alright.” Ray offered him a glass of champagne. “Haven’t had the time to kick back and relax yet, have you?”

Lancelot stared down at the proffered flute before accepting it just as gracefully.

“I heard you took her home. Is she alright?”

“As alright as one sodden girl can be.” Lancelot answered dryly, earning a low chuckle from Ray in response.

Ray stared down at the bubbling liquid in his own glass, a small smile taking his features. “We made it happen, didn’t we? Feels nice…to have peace.”

Lancelot glanced at him sideways, a tiny smile slipping onto his own face, unbidden. “It does.” He turned to face him fully, slightly tipping his glass in acknowledgement. “Allow me to formally congratulate you once again, young king. To the future of Cradle.”

Ray clinked his own glass against the King of Hearts’. “To Cradle, Lancelot Kingsley.”

The Red King smiled before placing the edge of his glass against his lips.

“And to us,” Ray added, moving toward Lancelot before he pushed aside his drink. And then he kissed him.

Lancelot froze at their sudden lip-lock for a few seconds before he felt Ray’s fingers curling into his hair to pull him closer. “No accounting for propriety with you,” he murmured against Ray’s mouth before returning the kiss, but not before he felt the Black King’s lips curl up into a smile of his own.

She was hot. Her clothes burned and she wanted them off, thrashing restlessly against soft silk. She felt gentle fingers on the top of her head, carding through her hair in soothing, careful motions.

“You’re completely plastered, aren’t you?” she heard a man chuckle, voice gentle and full of love despite his teasing tone.

Ray…?

She moaned in protest, curling toward the warmth, now that she had placed it as his. “Ray… I’m so hot.”

“Want me to open the window?” he inquired, already moving to get off the bed.

No. Stay.

Her fingers kept his wrist in a steady hold, refusing to let go. “I want you to take it off.”

“You…”

“Ray, strip me… please?” she forced her eyes open, gazing up at him pleadingly. The room was dark, the only source of light being that of the full moon beyond curtains pushed aside. Yet, she noticed how his Adam’s apple bobbed against his throat at her request.

“You’re a vixen,” he muttered, almost in exasperation before she sat up, pushing him down onto the bed beneath her.

“I am,” she admitted, teeth flashing in a smile that could only be construed as proud.

“But I really am hot.” She pouted down at him.

“Besides, isn’t this our engagement night? We’re supposed to be making love all night long.”

Ray laughed at that, his voice a delightful hearty thing. “I’ve never before heard of such a thing. Aren’t those supposed to be wedding nights?”

She smiled down at him in response, thinking of how much she adored the sound of Ray’s laughter. He wasn’t the type to smile much - let alone laugh - but she loved that he seemed to smile more often in the presence of the two people he cherished most in this world.

Speaking of the man, where was…

She felt cool fingers curl around her bare shoulder, just as she had that thought, making her shiver inconspicuously. Lancelot’s hot breath ghosted across her flushed ear before he took the lobe of it into his mouth, nipping at the skin. “You’re bolder when drunk, Alice.”

She let out a tiny mewl at the feel of his hot tongue. “Mm… am not…”

Beneath her, Ray chuckled, defiant hands reaching out to trace her curves, stimulating her already heightened senses.

He reached for the ribbons holding her body hidden underneath lace and silk, away from the eyes of her fiancés, tugging at one to let the front of her dress fall slack. Ray pushed the fabric down her body, impatient hands finding purchase on her breasts.

He fondled her through the flimsy material of her bra, making her moan for them into Lancelot’s mouth, the latter having taken to her lips for a taste of his own.

In between their restless movements, Ray somehow managed to divest her of her dress, dragging her hips toward his face until she rested against his mouth. He licked at her through the soaked lace of her panties, making her arch upward in an unconscious effort to escape.

But Ray was relentless, holding her down as he continued to tease her folds even as she writhed between the two Kings.

Fisting the skimpy underwear, he tugged at it, shearing it clean off her body in a rare show of vehemence. She gasped against Lancelot at the sensation of being left exposed in such a crude manner. Gazing down at him, her eyes met his – glittering emeralds as they were – naked desire pooling in them as he stared at her.

Distracted as she was, she failed to notice Lancelot’s hand snaking between their bodies to touch at her down below. “You’re ready,” he stated, voice laced in lust and amusement.

Slender fingers scooped up her wetness to drag across the length of her.“Where do you want me, Alice? Here?”

He ran his fingers further down toward her ass, pressing in just enough to have her shuddering for him. “…or here?”

Ray let out a low growl at Lancelot’s words, hand reaching up to grab at the back of her head. “Come here,” he rasped before pulling her down onto his ravenous mouth.

She was an utter mess and the fault lay entirely with them. She was loving every second of it.

“Why don’t you answer him?” he panted against her mouth, refusing to let her up for air, for no more than a few seconds at most. “How do you… mmngh…want us tonight?”

“Both. I want you both at once, oh…mm, Ray… L-Lancelot…” she reached between their bodies to rub at his hardness, her other hand groping blindly for Lancelot behind.

The only response to her plea was the sound of belts unbuckling, their collective pants filling the sultry air as Lancelot moved to position himself above his two lovers.

Taking Ray in hand, the King of Hearts moved to guide him to her soaked entrance, letting him brush against her to coat him in her wetness. They both moaned in unison underneath him at the contact.

“Alice… I need you to relax.”

She had no words with which to respond, so she nodded mutely, hands desperately seeking purchase on Ray’s heaving abs.

“Good, just like that…” Lancelot praised her softly, before turning toward his young king.

“And, Ray.”

The sound of Lancelot’s voice calling his name put Ray in a mild state of reverie, his given moniker all the more precious from those lips, when spoken in times of such vulnerability.

“I need you to be gentle as you take her.” The two men stared at each other across her body, a look of understanding passing in between, before Lancelot finally let go of him.

Ray pushed into her, biting back a groan at the feeling of penetrating her for the first time that night, He wasn’t fully sheathed yet, eyes seeking to find Lancelot’s.

Ray reached out a hand for him, offered in silent encouragement. Lancelot grasped at it, threading their fingers together as he gave him a smile, before turning his attention back to her.

“Relax for me, Alice.” He reminded her, his voice a low soft command. Entering her as slow as he could go, inch by inch, he let himself settle right against Ray’s throbbing hardness within her walls.

She couldn’t hold back her cries of pleasure – Ray following suit in letting a subdued moan spill – at the feeling of the three of them together, finally joined.

Lancelot began to move, steadily, keeping in pace with Ray’s movements as they sought to find the perfect rhythm for the three of them.

“Feels… hah… good. Ugh, I’m going to lose my mind.” Ray threw his head back, biting at his lip to keep his moans at bay. Lancelot chuckled at that, angling his hips to drive against them in a way that had them coming undone beneath him.

Ray’s hands were scrambling to pull at Lancelot’s hips, nails scratching against skin in a vain effort to keep himself grounded.

Lancelot was almost at his limit, leaning his head against her shoulder, light perspiration marking its path across her back. He instinctively ran his tongue against her.

“Cannot…. more… ahh, my Kings!” She screamed, desperately seeking him out, her body pulsating around them. Lancelot took hold of her hand, steadying himself against her as he increased the intensity of his thrusts, bringing their pleasure up to the final crescendo.

Ray’s hips bucked up against them helplessly, his body shuddering, shooting his essence into her depths, groaning out their names as he did so. Lancelot grunted, bracing her body against his, fast seeking his own release before he too finally spilled into her.

It felt good to be together, here, with them, getting to hold them as he did now. Lancelot’s gaze gravitated toward Ray’s face; the raven haired king fast asleep, his face appearing deceivingly innocent and youthful in his slumber.

For Lancelot now knew, and acknowledged: the King of Spades was not a guileless child as he had once thought of him, so long ago.

They had, once upon a time, been two separate entities, opposing Kings to two different territories, solitary leaders of their people, standing just that farther bit ahead of their subordinates, forever doomed to a path of loneliness. Or so he had thought.

In the Young – seemingly naïve – King, he had witnessed strength, the very same that resided in his own soul, to protect the freedom of his people, even at the cost of his very own.

Such two distinct monarchs that had once thought it necessary to fight in solitude. But now –

His eyes naturally traveled to her. She had made this happen. She had been the missing piece, the part of them they were meant to have all along, to bring them together: the final puzzle. He lowered his gaze toward the dissimilar pattern etched across the ring that adorned her finger, the coupling of a heart and spade carved onto the surface.

She was a fearsome existence - their love - having managed to bring together Red and Black, Hearts and Spade, Lancelot and Ray.

Indeed, Alice was a woman fit to be a Queen for two.

A/N: This one was more on the feelsy side (I think? At least more than that cough other one) because as I’ve mentioned, I want so much for these two, I can’t help trying to inject that little bit of bittersweet I feel when Raycelot appear in game. I hope this still managed to satisfy you, anon!

Shout out to fellow writer (and amazing friend) who inspired and kick-started my love for Raycelot with her fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18683668 I thank you, pseudofaux!

To everyone else reading, have a great day/night!

[amenomiko]

Thank you for the request @stardust-dreamer13 ❤❤❤❤❤

❤🖤❤🖤❤🖤❤🖤❤🖤❤🖤❤🖤❤

"Alright, the room is off limits! My majesties, please wait outside!"

*BAM!*

Both of Lancelot and Ray, who were standing side by side, could only watch MC's painful face before the door were closed.

Time has passed,...

Though one of them is known to be charismatic, and the other is known to be cool and collected...

There was a visible frown, bewildered, flustered, sweat, and a pale expression that changed from time to time, especially--

"Push!!"

"MMNNNGGGHHH!!!!!"

"Again, MC. Push!!"

"MMMNNNGGHHHH!! AAAAAAHHHH!!!"

It was Lancelot who stood up from his chair first, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists so tight it could bleed. "If only... If only I can use magic to ease her pain."

"...You are not the only one who thinks that, King of Hearts. It was her wish to deliver it normally, and refuses our help as she is.." Ray, too, clench his jaw, "...She is still worried about us.. Who have made her--"

Even though it was a mutual love for one another, it was also by magic that their child were combined into one inside her womb. And,

"AAAAAHHHHHH!!! RAYCELOT YOU BEASTS!!!"

"......" Lancelot, who have been cupping his mouth turned his attention to the door. "...What?"

"Did you hear that?"

Who is this... Raycelot?

"Again, again, MC, put more energy into it..!"

"I'M DOING IT-- I. AM. DOING. IT- TO- P-PUSH THOSE TWO SEXY BEASTS BABY!!!"

"But may I ask, who is this Raycelo- oh- Oh. I see."

Kyle and his "meh" attitude. It didn't help both of Lancelot and Ray to figure out who is this Raycelot guy-

"AAAANGGGHHH DAMN IT! THAT LANCERAYWELLOT!! MMNGH I WILL NEVER SPREAD MY LEGS FOR BOTH OF THEM AGAIN OAO!!!!"

"Hey, hey. Don't spill your bedroom story here, okay? See? Even the nurses went all red. Now push that baby."

........

Oh.

OH.

Raycelot = Ray + Lancelot

Lanceraywellot = Lance + Ray Blackwell + Lot

Wait. This is not the time to figure it out like a quiz--

-------

Hours and hours has passed. Both Lancelot and Ray took turns to sit and stand, and sit and stand from their chair, refusing any meal, nor any elements to calm them down.

Edgar who have been watching from the other side: It's like they are doing team tag squats ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)

Jonah: H E Y OAO! SSSHHHHHH!!!!

And then

"Congratulations it's a girl..!!"

Both of the fathers exchanged a look, "A girl- we have a princess, King of Spade..!" Ray chuckled, a single tear drip on his cheek and about to run towards the labor room's door when Kyle said

"Now now, just in case the fathers out there wanted to come in, you have to wait a bit longer. Alright MC, time to push another one."

Them: Eh--

[isoldmysoultojonahclemence]

Ikerev TW Lancelot Sequel

Opened up the TW version of Ikerev today and guess what I saw.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS HIS SEQUEL IS FINALLY COMING OUT IN IKEREV TW

AND THIS MEANS THAT IT WILL PROBABLY COME OUT ON THE ENGLISH VERSION TWO MONTHS LATER

MARK MAY ON YOUR CALENDARS!!!

(I’m guessing May bc the TW seqel for Ray came out on 12/29 while the English sequel came out on 2/25, but the English team might make some changes to the release date so don’t quote me on that.)

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

EVER SINCE HIS ROUTE CAME OUT ON THE JAPANESE VERSION LAST YEAR

And his first mini talk is out too and guess what

It’S AbouT JOnah and KyLe DiscuSSing WhaT theIr FaVORIte thINg abOUt LanCeLOt iS

AND YOU CAN PROBABLY GUESS HOW JONAH RESPONDS

I’M NOT GONNA SPOIL IT TOO MUCH BUT JONAH LEGIT SAID THAT ANYONE WOULD BE ATTRACTED TO LANCELOT

I KNOW THAT HE DOESN’T MEAN IT IN A ROMANTIC SENSE BUT STILL

MY JONALOT FEELSSSSSSSSSSSSS

(OK tbh I kinda feel like Cybird is a lot more friendly to the suitor/suitor ships in the sequels.

I mean there’s even a part in Ray’s sequel where Alice is jealous of Ray and Lancelot’s relationship.

As in she literally sees Lancelot as competition for Ray.

It’s in parts 16 and 17.

Also tagging @kashimalin-fanfiction​ bc I read this excellent fic of her’s the other day called “Lessons in Magic” and it’s about Lancelot teaching Ray magic, which is actually what happens in the game.

Well it only happens on Ray’s perspective in part 13 and he doesn’t go into nearly as much detail but like, omg what happened in her fic actually came true. Lancelot agreed to teach Ray how to control his magic better.

Just a little something for Raycelot shippers to look forward to.)

Anyways here’s the full list of mini talks:

So Jonah and Kyle talk about their favorite things about Lancelot, Sirius and Harr talk about what happened between the trio, Edgar and Zero talk about what “power” truly means, Ray and Blanc talks about what it means to be King, and finally Lancelot himself talks about what is ideal marriage proposal is.

I feel like the marriage proposal thing is becoming a theme in the sequels now, because Ray had this question as well. I’m definitely not complaining.

I’M JUST SO EXCITED I THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD NEVER COME

I THOUGHT THAT I WOULD BE 80 YEARS OLD BY THE TIME THIS HAPPENS BC THE TW AND ENGLISH VERSIONS OF IKEREV ARE SO BEHIND THE JAPANESE VERSION

AFTER THIS SIRIUS’S SEQUEL IS GOING TO COME OUT AND AFTER SIRIUS’S SEQUEL...

JONAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[lovingsiriusoswald]

Beauty and the Beast... but its Ray and Lancelot

bc raycelot feels come alive at 2 am fenray is forever og

is2g i've been trying so hard to upload this since yesterday please just fucking post, give me my goddamn rights tumblr!!

Belle - Ray

he has a cat named belle

LOVES their books so much

Hates their freedom taken away from them

Will protect everyone with everything they got

Will sacrifice themselves

Sees the good in everyone

Beast - Lancelot

Glorious blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes

Conflicted tm

His nickname is literally the Beautiful Beast

Has "I'll keep all my emotions right here and then one day, I'll die - John Mulaney" as a motto

Cold but a real softie underneath

Thinks they can do things on their own

Actually needs help

Has a thing for kidnapping apparently

Changed by the power of love

Lumiere - Edgar

Teasing

T e a s i n g

Teasing again

Teasing with a kick!

Confident

"Be my Guest" vs. "You're my very, very special guest."

Loves to tease Cogsworth/Jonah

Spoils their guest rotten

"Oh did you tell me not to do this?"

"..Too late I'm doing it"

Smug smiles

Have I mentioned teasing?

Okay to be sure:

Teasing

Cogsworth - Jonah

Biggest tsun energy ever

VERY LOYAL TO HIS MASTER/KING

Follows rules strictly and dislikes those who don't

His pride sometimes shadows his caring nature

Always worried tm

Looks out for you but too shy to admit

Always teased by Lumiere/Edgar

... resulting him to always lose the last gears in his head

Mrs. Potts - Sirius

The healthiest brain cell

Mothering tm

Has many kids

Looks out for everyone

Peacemaker

Has great singing voice!!! (If you haven't listened to Sirius's singing voice, I recommend watching the Japanese Version of I See The Light, Flynn and Sirius has the same VA!)

Chip - Luka

Precious

Angel

Sweet summer child

Innocent

Everyone has the urge to protect and love them

Wants to prove themselves that they are strong and capable too

Will do anything in the best of his abilities to help

When something mature is coming up, Mrs. Potts/Sirius takes them away and dodges their questions lol

Wardrobe - Seth

Fashion enthusiasts!!

Spoils Belle with clothes / Surprises Ray sometimes

Has that "Sis-Let's-Hear-That-Tea-You-Got" energy

GLORIOUS war cry

Footstool - Fenrir

Ecstatic lil puppy

So much energy

Gets along with everyone

Has the most fun WITH everyone

Will play a lot

Will fight too

Maurice (Father) - Harr

Imprisoned / outcasted

Most caring person

Ever

Always looks out for their child

Always wants the best for them too

Proud of them for their strength

Although Harr and Ray don't have much of a connection between them, I believe that Harr's desire to stop the red darkness makes him care for the Black Army too

Father of the Year Award

Monsieur D'Arque - Claudius

Fucking sketchy old man

Always plotting something evil

Plans to murder anyone

Look at this mf's picture, you'll see why I paired him to Claudius

LeFou - Disciples

A bunch of fools

Get it? Bc le fou means the fool? No?...okay

Still a bunch of fools

The type of idiots you'll hate

Collectively uses their single brain cell thats 10 times smaller than Mrs. Potts/Sirius

Tries their best tho

Gaston - Amon

Asshole

Thinks they're the best

When they're the absolute worst

Cocky as fuck

I hope they choke on their eggs

Has wonderful hair though, but they don't deserve it smh

[mitsuhidethesnek]

MY SHIP!!!!!!!

[pseudofaux]

pseu slings V[a va voom]

{March 27, 2021} For my birthday each year I like to open up requests. In 2021 I opened them for headcanons, three kinds or three characters (and mostly stuck to that!). Here they all are! I hope you will enjoy, I certainly enjoyed the writing process and I’m grateful to everyone that put in a request. They were great practice and I think there is some beauty in them.

pseu

☆ are NSFW, ☾ are what I’m happiest with.

☆ IkeVamp Arthur

☆☾ IkeVamp Comte, Dazai, Mozart: s/o having a spicy dream next to them (CW: little bit dark, skirts dubcon)

☆ IkeVamp Vincent

☆ IkeVamp Comte and Leo, IkeRev Sirius: MC has a huge “oral fixation”

☆☾ IkeVamp Dazai (Kinks)

IkeVamp Napoleon, Shakes, Isaac: a very cuddly MC

IkeVamp Theo, Jean, Arthur: get flashed (!)

☆☾ SLBP Shigezane: Modern HCs

☆☾ Nightshade Goemon, Hanzo, Gekkamaru

☆ IkeSen Nobunaga, Mitsuhide

☾ MLQC Gavin, Kiro, Shaw: Putting together IKEA furniture with MC

☆ IkeVamp Arthur, Vincent, Leo: MC goes for a thigh ride

☆ IkeVamp Dazai: soft romance with feelings

☾ IkeVamp Comte, SLBP Hanzo: yearning with a dash of spice

☆ IkeVamp Napoleon

☆☾ IkeRev Sirius (a refined freak), IkeVamp Comte (uhh... even more a refined freak)

☆☾ IkeVamp Sebastian (DOM~ DOMDOM~ DOM~ DOMMMM~)

☆☾ IkeRev Zero

☆☾ IkeVamp Vincent, Mozart, Shakes (pet play!!!)

IkeVamp Mozart (horny but real soft)

☆☾ IkeVamp Leo (soft but real horny)

IkeVamp Vincent (body painting -- gender neutral partner)

☆☾ IkeRev Ray/Lancelot (Raycelot, Kingverse)

☆ Hakuouki Saito

☾ IkeVamp Jean, Leo, Theo (as... DADDIES)

IkeVamp Shakespeare (fluffy spice)

☆☾ Piofiore Yang

☆ IkeRev Sirius and Lancelot ot3

☆☾ IkeSen Mitsuhide, SLBP Ieyasu, IkeVamp Jean (reassurance sex)

☆☾ IkeSen Shingen

[raycelot]

Just a couple of sketches to get us through May

1. Bloodstained

2. Lazy mornings

3. An AU of sorts that’s been brought to the discord server and we were tossing ideas of either one of them being a demigod and other a mortal

4. A tender kiss

There were all prompts given to me by your lovely Red Admin, more of these will come in the near future as I have other 12 prompts to fill, some might be even turned into short comics but shh ;^)

[5-of-spades]

Feline affection

Once again I demonstrate I have no idea how to draw cats

Belle and Shine play date when Cybird; Ray got to pet Shine when is Lancelot gonna pet Belle

I want more time with those felines BLS I just want to have a CG of Alice petting them both bls 🙏🏻🙏🏻

Also since I’m a self-ingulgent asshole- some Raycelot too

[janumun]

A Raycelot fan??? I love that pair of kings so much I’m glad you also like them as well! If you’re not too overwhelmed by requests and IRL could I request either some steamy or fluffy Raycelot from you?

Cuddly and steamy Ray/Lance? Yes, you can anon! Raycelot gives me life and they’re such an under-rated, electrifying pair of Kings, I squeal every time they’re in the same frame. Cybird denying me the rights to be the filling in that sandwich makes me - 

Rated NSFW/18+ for that King bang, I hope you enjoy this short piece!

Title: Monarchy

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It was meant to be a joke. A prank he and Fenrir had wanted to pull on those snotty Red territory brats.

Ray had long lost Fenrir somewhere within the opulent Red Academy’s grounds but he didn’t particularly care about that detail when a lion cub this beautiful was in his sights.

Its discovery had been an accident. 

While trying to sneak into the enemy’s school after having skipped their own classes for the day and having lost Fenrir soon after they breached Red security, Ray had been keeping to the shadows when he stumbled upon a well hidden path within the overgrown foliage, leading further into the woods at the back of the school.

Having followed the trail in hopes of getting himself out, Ray had happened to spot something writhing and white, within a small cardboard box located obscurely within the greenery, well out of way of passers-by.

Curious, he had approached, only for a blur of white streak to jump out at him.

“Whoa!” Ray had immediately reached to catch the flying thing on impulse, holding onto it tight. 

And on closer inspection, the fact that it was a feline didn’t make matters any better, and so he had stayed.

 “Who are you?” An uninflected voice called to him from behind. Ray turned around, fingers still within the lion’s snow white fur, scratching it adoringly behind the ears.

The cub seemed to be enjoying Ray’s touch even as the golden haired stranger walked towards Ray on slow measured steps.

He seemed to be older than Ray, well into his college years perhaps, his hair the golden halo of a cupid, eyes the color of frosted blue. And despite himself, Ray found himself admiring the boy. 

Beautiful.

The new arrival raised a brow in question. “Pardon?” It was then that Ray realized he had spoken the word out loud.

Quickly, he turned back to fawning over the lion cub. “He’s beautiful,” Ray offered, wonderingly. “What’s a waif like him doing out here?”

The blue-eyed boy remained silent for a long while making Ray believe he did not wish to speak to a stranger, especially one decked out in Black territory attire as he was, but then–

“His name is Shine.” It wasn’t a proper answer but it was something.

“Well, aren’t ya one sharp kitten, Shine.” Ray murmured, scritching the lion under its chin one final time before reluctantly letting go.

He stood up, giving the other boy a once over before he spoke. “I’m Ray, by the way. Thanks for letting me pet your lion.”

The golden boy offered a nod in acknowledgement. “Lancelot. You’d best be on your way before they catch you. The exit’s just on the other side of that hedge.” He jutted his chin in the direction, moving to lift Shine into his arms.

“Alright. Thanks.” Ray offered him a smile, a tiny tug of the lips, before he paused once again, staring at Lancelot as he held Shine in his arms.

“Can I touch?” Ray asked out of the blue, words tumbling out as if in sudden thought.

Lancelot gave him a look as if he thought him odd but acquiesced nonetheless, extending his arms still holding his pet. Ray reached for, and past Shine’s fur, hand settling into the impossible softness of spun gold, the color of the sun trapped within locks as he gently sifted his fingers through Lancelot’s hair, the latter staring at him, shell-shocked.

“Your hair is so…”

.

“…Beautiful.” A soft, private murmur into the skin of his counterpart, Ray’s hand shifted through his hair, gold turned muted silver in the moonlight.

Lancelot’s reddened flesh, evidence of the night’s passion spoken onto it; old scars causing the only bumps and blemishes beneath Ray’s fingers as he traced them in breathless wonder. Wet tongue following their path across the shuddering expanse of Lancelot’s chest.

Soaked through in sweat, Ray’s and his own, the Black King swooped down to catch stray droplets on his tongue.

Lancelot let out a low grunt before dragging Ray’s face down to his own, the raven king’s hips jerking at feeling the true impact of famished desire against his lips, in his mouth, hot and wet and dripping.

Throwing him off of him, Lancelot switched their positions, promptly driving his hips against Ray’s, earning a muffled moan in reward. “What it is that has your mind so occupied, young king?” The question uttered, not without a light frown that deepened with Ray’s breathless laughter.

“Nothing much. I was thinking of times long gone, I suppose.” Ray reached a hand towards him, the King, fingers tracing Lancelot’s porcelain, almost statuesque features but Ray knew how much of that was a façade, hiding the fire burning within.

Lancelot turned away from his touch, as if he did not like what he saw manifested in Ray’s eyes. And Ray understood.

Sometimes, it wasn’t so easy to see oneself through all the layers one chose to hide themselves within.

But it didn’t matter. For when they were together, they saw the other, deeper than chilled beauty, deeper than hardened hearts, deeper than rank and skin, extending into their very souls.

Ray and Lancelot were reflecting glasses, one each, part of a pair, revealing the other’s actual truth, hidden within years’ worth of drapes.

And for now, that was all that really mattered.

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End Notes: Will this disjointed mess pass off as fluff and smut? I sure hope so lol.