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#Ikemen Villains
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TO BE CLEAR: I am NOT claiming that this other game (Ikemen Villains) is a "rip-off" of TWST; I'm pointing out parallels between them because I think it's entertaining to see how different games interpret the same or similar fairy tales.
Please also note that although nothing I say in this post is explicit, IkeVil itself is designated as 17+ and contains dark content. If you decide you want to try the game out for yourself, BE AWARE OF THE AGE RATING AND TRIGGER WARNINGS.
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ARE THESE NOT JUST J WORD IN A BLACK WIG AND CONTACTS (the last one looks like a blend of Jade's sus face + Idia's sus face) 😭 His face looks so similar… and they're both "attendant" characters that act polite but are more manipulative than they appear at first glance... (although Alfons has Floyd's hedonism rather that Jade's restraint!)
More of my first impressions of the characters of IkeVil below the cut!! Again, there's nothing explicit, I just wanted to keep this post not too bulky.
And not just him (Alfons) either, ashldbiasydefpaei there's a Trey-lookalike and a Silver pre-hair color change in the same game! Roger has a rifle and is cursed by Snow White's huntsman, so I joke that he's Rook and Trey's test tube baby... and Elbert has Vil's keen eye and desire for what is beautiful!
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There are also characters that don't look like an TWST ones, but definitely have personalities that remind me of a few! For example, Liam's laid-back affability is Che'nya and Chenya Cater-esque, Jude speaks in a gruff but aristocratic manner like Leona but is a tough businessman like Azul, and Ellis seems like a mix of Malleus's obsession with happy endings + Idia's gloomy demeanor…? No clue if he actually is gloomy or not, he just gives me gloomy vibes.
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Victor is Crowley-adjacent! Like they're both overseeing this group of powerful men with magic so you'd think they're serious types--but they aren't. They're silly and use their own skills to do frivolous things like doing magic tricks or making cake fancier. They also both seem to be hiding a secret...
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Harrison doesn't remind me of anyone in particular, though I do see little bits of our typical "lying" characters in him. He has the chill of a Che'nya but also Floyd's flippancy and lies as easily as like... I don't know, Cater?? Not sure on this one.
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abfhbyoafvadpiadgo OKAY OKAY BUT THE FUNNIEST ONE TO ME IS WILLIAM BECAUSE HE'S "THE QUEEN OF HEARTS" CHARACTER... Most of the time when you have a character with this inspiration, they're controlling and easily angered (*stares at Riddle*), but William is NOTHING like that???? In fact, he's got a strong sense of justice and often encourages others to be honest and to act freely, even if it means disregarding the rules. Every time William opens his mouth... I picture Riddle shrieking and sobbing/j
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aquagirl1978 · 3 days
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Hands appreciation - William Rex
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pandamimi · 1 day
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A small idea I'm working on for Harrison and Liam.
When Liam mentioned that Harrison is his partner, I couldn't help but imagine them going hand in hand as two cute, tiny menaces to society.
As for Victor, he's the best supportive mother you'll ever see.
He'll be like : "Here you go, sweetheart (handing them a knife and a gun), now go do crime... Oh, and make sure to come back before dinner time"
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dodoor222 · 21 hours
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babies hshs
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28/04 "ew no" LMAO I could feel the discust and disappointment from their voices hahaha
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tokyasu · 2 days
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archiveikemen · 1 day
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'Wedding Lily (Part 3)' Limited Time Card Gacha
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Gacha Run Date
01.05.2024 (16:00) — 01.06.2024 (23:59)
* All timings are in JST
New limited time card gacha featuring Ellis and Victor!
A card of 4★ rarity or above is guaranteed in every 10-pull using diamonds.
Good luck!
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cherryxblossxms · 3 days
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🔞 Ellis looks like one of those deceptively strong type of guys that can actually pick you up with ease. Very athletic, wiry, and picks you up without hesitation just to see you get flustered
Just imagining him really teasing you, hoisting you up by your thighs and pressing you against the wall. And hes holding you up so effortlessly so the only thing you can do is wrap your legs around his hips as he grinds against you. He loves seeing the shiver run through your body when he grinds just right, feeling the way his hard-on tries to slot itself between your legs, just a few measly layers of clothes separating his skin from touching yours.
Hes quick to get needy for more, but he'll try to wait until you admit it first or even asks you what you want him to do. The moment you give in, he's not even bothering to undress completely, simply shoving aside whatever clothes he has to until his heat can touch yours. And once he's inside, that strength comes in handy to bounce you on his dick, easily pulling you up and back down and watching you fall apart as you're used like a toy.
He's not mean about it, though. In fact, the compliments and praise that fall from his lips only serve to fluster you more, telling you how good you are to him, taking him so well and accepting his love. His eyes never leave you for a second, basking you in his adoring gaze as it travels from your face down to where you two are joined, and back up again.
And he makes sure to angle his hips just right to hit all the best spots, because your pleasure is so important to him. He doesn't care how noisy you might get, any scratches or bites, as it all serves as a physical reminder of how happy he's making you. If someone happens to overhear, he's just making his lover feel good, is that a crime?
And the moment you fall apart for him, he's taking you down gentle, wringing out every last bit of pleasure from you as he tells you how well you did for him, how perfect. How you make him so happy that he can deconstruct you completely. Now, how happy has he made you?
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itsdearlymia · 2 days
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I just connected the dots, and... they are all voiced by Shinnosuke Tachibana?! Am I starting to have a favourite seiyuu?! (btw, I didn't recognize him as William at first!)
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onegianthotmess · 2 days
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He’s either not much of a swearer, censoring himself because Ellis and Elbie are both babie, or censoring himself because he looks down on me and thinks I’m a child-
Either way, fuck you and your hot self, JUDE!!
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bicayaya · 12 hours
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“my eyes…”
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“…were made to find you.”
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౨ৎ liam evans moodboard
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dodoor222 · 2 days
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baby Liam
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padparadschaaa · 24 hours
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mdni
this is so victor coded, im sobbing
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nightghoul381 · 2 days
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Sweet Delight ~ Harrison Gray (POV) x Reader
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Entry number 1 in @judejazza's An Invitation to Crown Castle event!
Pairing: Harrison Gray (POV) x Reader Prompt: Rain Kisses Genre: Fluff with a lil bit of spice (and an opportunity for a potential part 2?) CW: None WC: 1.3k
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You still don’t seem to be able to tell when I’m lying to you. Either that or you’ve gotten very good at acting like you don’t know.
I know it was a weak excuse when I asked you to join me in getting sweets for the upcoming party because I was ‘worried Victor would try to do something weird with the desserts’ but you seemed to be fine with it.
It had taken a while to figure out which shop we should go to for the sweets, so when you suggested we sample a lot of them and go back for the best, I couldn’t exactly refuse. I love getting to watch how your face lights up when you taste something delicious. You have such an honest face.
The first couple of shops were good, different sweets and chocolates but none seemed to be just right. I could tell you were getting a little frustrated when I kept shooting down the shops, but I can’t help but want to keep you out and all to myself.
I know when we get back to the castle, you’ll get swept away into some mission or activity and my time with you will be cut short.
The bell rang out as we entered the next shop and the expression on your face quickly morphed from disappointment to interest as the smell of freshly baked pastries hit your nose.
“It smells really good…” you whisper, leaning your head toward me conspiratorially. I chuckle and nod, approaching the clerk and inquiring about a sample.
“Oh, uh… we don’t usually give out samples, the pastries are rather small and the owner isn’t keen on handing out free portions…” The clerk murmured sheepishly.
Damn, they’re telling the truth too.
“Well, can I get one of the pastries then?” I ask, setting down some money on the counter.
Moments later, there’s a steaming pastry on a plate in your hands. I can practically see you salivating right now, you must be so excited to try it, but you merely carry it over to a table and slide into a seat.
I slowly stroll over to the table, taking my time and enjoying the way you squirm impatiently, gaze flicking between me and the treat sitting before you.
“Harrison… are you stalling for a reason?” You asked, fixing me with your pointed gaze.
“Who said I was stalling?” I laugh, nudging the plate toward you with a smirk.
“The way you’ve been unsatisfied with each shop we’ve been to when normally any sweets are good enough for you… And how you’re not taking the pastry and splitting it in half so you can devour your portion,” you state bluntly.
“Haha, busted,” I admit, flashing a grin your way. “I don’t feel like sharing you with the others today.”
Your face flushes at my straightforward admission, eyes widening as you turn your attention back to the pastry. I pick up a knife and cut the pastry in two, rich red filling steaming as it hits the cold air. I can feel my mouth watering and scoop up my half, nearly bringing it to my mouth before I had another idea.
I reach my arm across the table and hold the treat in front of your face, causing you to let out a surprised squeak.
“Harry, wha—”
I slip the pastry between your lips and chuckle as you give in and bite it. It must be good because the little moan you let out as you chew seems to slip out unintentionally. Your cheeks are so red right now and I can’t hide the smirk on my face as I watch you intently.
“What do you think? Is it good?” I ask, resting my chin on one hand, lazily toying with the other half of the pastry while I await your answer.
“I—uh yeah. They’re really good… ahem… why don’t you try it?” You mumble, trying to regain your composure.
Allowing you a moment’s reprieve, I pop the remaining portion in my mouth, savoring the surprisingly sweet and tart filling contrasting with the rich buttery pastry. A moment later I freeze as I realize that I too have unintentionally let out a satisfied moan.
Damn, there’s no taking that back… you’re going to say we should get these and that we ought to head back.
“Good,” I confirm. When you nod I take that as a sign that my assumption of you wanting to wrap things up is correct.
I stand up and head over to the counter. We take turns selecting different sweets from their display case, having the clerk pack them into two parcels for us. After paying we make our way outside, walking side by side and chatting about everything and nothing, your melodic laugh and cheery voice are like a drug to me. I can’t seem to get enough. I always want more.
“—Oh.”
You stop in your tracks, head jolting upward as another drop hits you from above.
“Oh no! If it rains the sweets will be ruined!” You fret, looking around frantically for some sort of shelter to run for. Unfortunately for you, there’s nothing but open fields on either side of the road we’re on.
“What a shame. Guess we ought to eat them. That way they won’t go to waste,” I offer, opening my parcel and drawing out a small cake, deep red with a rich white icing. I hold the sweet in front of your face and you stare at me in disbelief.
The rain has started falling more regularly and in a few moments we’ll no doubt be soaked, but I can’t seem to stop myself. I like getting you all worked up like this.
“Harrison, you can’t truly expect us to eat all of these sweets! Maybe if we run, we can ma—” I cut off your words once again by placing the treat into your mouth.
I wait impatiently as you chew and swallow, before leaning in and stealing your lips with my own. I let my tongue dart out, flicking against your lips for just a moment before you melt into me. The rich flavor of the cake and tangy taste of the icing are still dominant as I suck your tongue into my mouth.
I hear both of us letting out eager and needy groans as I continue to devour your lips. I don’t even remember the rain until I go to cradle the back of your head and my fingers meet very wet hair.
Pulling back slightly I allow our heavy breathing to be the only thing between us for a moment before chuckling and stating “…delicious.”
I notice that you’ve dropped your parcel and mine has been discarded similarly, your eyes are filled with an intense craving for something a little more satisfying than sweets. I feel your hands dig into my coat, pulling my shoulders down and giving you better access to my lips.
“Hey, what—”
“I… I don’t think you tasted it properly…” You whisper, pushing your plump lips against mine. How am I supposed to deny that?
I plunge my tongue into your mouth, exploring every inch with acute focus. So sweet… I could kiss you forever and still wish to kiss you again. When I feel the wind blow past us, causing you to shudder, I know I’m going to have to be the one to pause this.
I slip my hands over your fists, still clinging to my coat, squeezing gently to convince you to let go.
Pulling away with disappointment, you look up at me with needy eyes and I remind myself that you need to get dried off before you get sick.
“Come on. We’ll head back to the castle and get you warmed up. Then we can pick up where we left off.”
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natimiles · 2 days
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I really like it (Roger x reader)
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Summary: In a cozy morning after, you and Roger play with each other’s hair.
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Tags: scenario; established relationship; fluffy; pet names; lazy morning; female reader.
Notes: and with this I seal my destiny as a Roger’s lover. It turned out to be a mini series. I divided it into chapters that can be read separately. This is part 3 (final). To read more, check out my masterlist or Freya’s masterlist for her event.
For @judejazza Follower Event: An Invitation To Crown — prompt: playing with hair
Congrats on your 300 followers! 🤍🤍
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You woke up to a faint touch on your jaw, sliding up your face to ghostly circle the area around your eyes, then moving to the bridge of your nose... and back to your jawline. Scrunching up your nose, you mumbled something unintelligible. A soft laugh immediately followed your reaction, and you frowned slightly, forcing yourself to flutter your eyes open.
The smiling face of your boyfriend was the first thing you saw, and then he was kissing you the next second.
“Roger!” You giggled when he pulled back. “Good morning to you too.”
“Good morning, my dear,” he whispered. “I just wanted to wish you a good day. I need to—”
“No, you don’t,” you said, throwing your leg over him. You knew he could easily disentangle himself from you and leave, but you took advantage of the soft spot and the love he had for you.
“Darling…”
“It’s still early, isn’t it?”
“Yes, and you can sleep a little more.”
“No, I won’t accept it. Stay just a little longer,” you pouted. “And you woke me up, so you have to take responsibility.”
“Do I now?” he laughed, then sighed in defeat. He was no match for you when you acted this cute and clingy. “Alright, then.”
His hand moved to your hair, softly curling strands around his fingers, and then watching as they fell. You returned the gesture, reaching for his hair and twirling it around your fingers — or trying to, since his hair was so short. However, you didn’t really mind; you just wanted to caress him too.
Roger looked at your face for a moment, drinking in your entranced gaze while your fingers slowly went up his head and brushed his short bangs on his forehead. How you smoothed down his tuft of rebellious hair, trying to tame it and keep it down, a thoughtful hum leaving you.
“What?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
You blinked in confusion for a second, then realized you probably hummed aloud — not really loud, but enough for your boyfriend with a hearing ability.
“Nothing much, just… Your hair.”
“What about it?” He frowned. He was used to people saying that he should change his hairstyle. This one was practical, and he honestly never really thought about changing it. But if you wanted... He could consider the thought. He wouldn’t promise he would actually let it grow, but—
“I really like it,” you said. Your gaze shifted and met his, and he could see how sincere you were. “Even these stubborn sprouts that don’t stay in place.” Your eyes slightly squinted as your smile grew.
“Mmm… and I really like you,” he grinned.
You let out a feigned indignant gasp. “Just like?”
“I wonder…” He pretended to really think about his answer, and you slapped his arm. He laughed softly, in a genuinely happy way he reserved only for these moments with you. “I love you, my lil’ lady.”
“And I love you too.”
He pecked your lips and pulled you closer, hugging you tight against his body. Your face crushed against his chest, and you nestled into the curve of his neck, a soft and happy giggle escaping you.
His fingers quickly reached for your hair, starting to play with it again. With his heart beating a happy rhythm along with yours, Roger let himself have a cozy and calm morning with you, closing his eyes again.
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