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xxsycamore · 23 days

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❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬? ❞

╰┈➤ ⁉️ Everyone is acting so strange today, and Sebastian seems to be the only one noticing it.

Sebastian, Comte, Napoleon, Theodorus, Vincent, Mozart, Jean, Arthur, Isaac, Leonardo, Dazai • rating: G • tags: April Fools' Day; Pranks and Practical Jokes; poor sebas; Humor; Crack • wordcount: 1,682 • masterlist

a/n: HAPPY APRIL FOOLS! After Dazai pranking everyone and then everyone pranking Dazai, it seems like this year's target is Sebas…

It's not every day that Sebastian allows himself the indulgence of enjoying a drink with his masters, even when they so generously invite him to the table in the game room. The events of last night are but a blur in his memory now, as he's not the best at holding his liquor and neither has their immunity to hangovers. But a butler must be prim and proper at all times! While he's on duty, that's it. So that's why he allowed himself the fun of last night, but is readily up and out of his bed early in the morning today.

He enters the kitchen, humming the tune to Mozart's Turkish March in this tranquil moment of being the only soul awake in the whole mansion, on his way to begin preparing breakfast-

"Oh, good morning Sebas. I'm already done with some things here, figured I might help you."

"My! What a nice surprise Monsieur Napoleon, thank you."

Huh.

"M-M-M-Monsieur Napoleon what are you doing here????"

"Helping you with breakfast."

"No, gods, I was wondering why are you awake at such an early hour-"

Napoleon looks at him dumbfounded. And so does Sebas, mirroring him. Granted, there are dark circles under his eyes but that hardly does anything about the vigor with which he moves the frying pan and multitasks with the preparation of another ingredient at the same time.

"Is it that strange that I felt like waking up earlier today?"

Well, yes it is! That's what Sebastian wants to shout at the top of his lungs, but he can only blink mesmerized instead. Fearing that he might offend him in some way if he keeps this up, he saves his confusion to himself and gets back on track with his task.

The breakfast preparation goes on swimmingly with Napoleon's help, even if he strangely seems to have forgotten how to cook all of a sudden so he needs some serious memory refreshment... Sebastian blames it on his lack of sleep, of course that would be the reason.

Soon the dining room begins filling with the real early-bird residents that pose no surprises for Sebastian, and the plates are already waiting in front of them like clockwork.

"Pancakes again? I'm starting to get tired of this. You got something else for me, Sebastian?"

The sound of pots and pans falling to the floor greatly concerns the van Gogh brothers at the table after the younger one's question, but soon after the butler emerges from the kitchen with a haphazardly pieced-together English breakfast. He places it in front of Theodorus who asked for the change, waiting. Waiting to see if he's going to eat it at all.

"Here you go, master Theodorus. Do you need extra jam, or-"

"No need, looks more than enough to me. Why are you staring at me like that? Is it poisonous?"

"Gods, no, how could it be! I'm merely...surprised is all."

Vincent chuckles a little at the exchange, preparing to dig in on his portion of...pancakes, fortunately. But he pauses.

"Theo, would you hand me the syrup? I feel like eating something sweeter today!"

"Stand up and take it yourself."

Sebastian's eyes are about to pop out of his eye sockets.

"Messieurs, is everything alright with-"

The door opens with a bang that belongs to no gentlemen living in this household.

And certainly not to Le Comte de Saint-Germain.

"'morning."

"M-monsieur le Comte, what are you wearing?"

Comte's casual walk to his place at the head of the table with hands in his pockets is rivaled only by the even more casual look he sports today, with a halfway-open shirt and a pair of checkered trousers that don't really match. To finish off the look, his hair is a mess. He lands with a thud on his chair, raising his feet to rest crossed on the table.

"What am I wearing? Since when did you start asking so many questions?"

"I'm terribly sorry."

Comte sighs and snaps his fingers repeatedly in the air. "Coffee. Now."

"I already brew a pot of your preferred morning tea-"

"Don't make me repeat myself, butler."

"I got it."

On his way to the kitchen, Sebastian overhears Comte slamming his fist on the table telling everyone that from now on, they'll be paying rent.

Sebastian must be sleeping. This has to be some kind of nightmare. There's no other logical explanation.

When he returns to the dining room the door opens to welcome another couple of residents - Jean and Mozart.

"Good morning Herr Mozart. Good morning to you too, Monsieur Jean, what a surprise!"

Mozart and Jean both turn to Sebastian...and they give him their brightest smiles. Imaginary flowers bloom in the air around them. They greet in a cheerful voice together as one, and it's the most beautiful melody. "Good morning, Sebastian!"

"We decided to grab a bite before our trip to town today."

"Your... your what?"

"That's right, I'll be taking Jean in town with me. The carriage is already waiting at the gate."

Mozart going to...town?? With a carriage?? With Jean??

"Aha! The trace of this bloody delicious smell seems to have led me to this dining room!"

Now what? Sebastian turns in the direction of Arthur's voice albeit it sounds a little different than usual, as if he's playing a role... and there he is, having just entered the dining room... with a looking glass in his hand and a pipe in his mouth.

"Good morning, Master Arthur. Your observation skills are on point as always. What's with the curious accessories?"

Sebastian doesn't know why he asks anymore.

"Why, I'll be going on a Sherlock Homles book fair later today! You know it's all the hype these days, I figured it's the best place to learn something about my beloved character that I don't know. You know my methods, Watson. Haha!"

Thank god, Sebastian is not the only one about to faint right now. Given how normal everything else was taken by his housemates. Theo says the one thing Sebastian couldn't bring himself to say.

"This idiot has reached rock bottom in his search for skirts he hasn't yet fooled around with."

Arthur looks...grossed out. As if he's been made fun of by Dazai, or something similar. Actually, there haven't been a great deal of chances to see Arthur sporting this expression. It's definitely strange.

"Theo, could you not be so foul-mounted, please? You know I hold no interest in the fair sex."

"A-Are you feeling well, Master Arthur? Maybe when you drink your coffee-"

"Ah no please, tea it is for me!"

"Are you feeling well, Master Arthur?????"

"Sebastian seems really uptight today. Are YOU feeling well, Sebastian? Why don't you sit with us for a while?" Jean smiles at him again. It's a smile Sebastian wants to protect. It should be automatically making him feel better but it only serves to increase his confusion. He even sat next to Comte. Comte doesn't deserve this! At least not with his current behavior. Oh how strange of a thought that is.

"I appreciate your concern, but, I just need to know what is happening with all of you today. I can't be calm until I ensure that you, my masters, are alright, and I demand you tell me what is happening this instant!"

A near dozen pairs of eyes blink at Sebastian as if he's indeed the crazy one. He sits down on the offered chair, then quickly stands up again. "No, please tell me what is-"

The door opens yet again and this time it's Leonardo and Isaac who enter. Sebastian paces left and right, trying to spot empty plates to take to the kitchen before he can witness anything weird again-

"Isaac, mio amico, can you please not smoke in here? You know I can't stand the smell..."

"AAAAAAAGH!" Sebastian yells, breaking his professional image and running straight towards the door. He can't do this. It doesn't matter if he escapes now. It's just a nightmare. Just a nightmare-

He nearly crashes into the person entering at the same time.

"Hello Sebas-kun~"

Through the DOOR?

Sebastian breaks. Like a stone statue slammed by the pressure of a cataclysm despite the decades of stoicism, even if he thought he'd seen everything...

He falls to his knees in defeat.

...

"APRIL FOOLS'!"

Before he has a chance to remove his hands from his eyes where he tried to block the world, a wave of residents quite literally falls over him, each embracing him and laughing.

Okay, NOW he's confused.

"April fools? But- But my calendar said it's-"

"Someone had a little too much to drink last night and had to be carried to his room... let's say we meddled a little with it. Sorry, Sebas." Napoleon pats his shoulder. "Okay, can I go to sleep now?"

Sebastian laughs, and despite what he predicted for himself just a minute ago, it's not out of descending to madness. It's a genuine laughter, one he hasn't had in a while.

"I would never guess you could be capable of doing such a thing! Every one of you! My god, you got me quite well."

"Heh, guess you don't know us well enough then, eh? Remember this well, some of those guys are going to remember it for the rest of their second lives." Leonardo says, finally lighting that cigarillo. Good thing they didn't have to put on the act for longer than that.

"Indeed. I hope we weren't too harsh on you, Sebastian. My residents are always such naughty boys." Comte consoles, suspiciously looking as if it was his idea all along.

Sebastian chuckles some more, then he stands to his feet, dusting off his uniform and letting out a small cough behind his fist.

"My masters, that was indeed too naughty of you! I appreciate seeing you have fun, and I have to admit, you got me well. But that doesn't mean I won't find it fitting to flick some foreheads."

"Sebaaas, can we please have our usual breakfast now?"

"Why yes, coming right away!"

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omkookie · 7 months

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Guess who hasn't read Charles' route yet...😂 (Oops)

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere themes, talks of baby trapping, isolation... all thattt. 15+

As nice and kind he is, he's still crazy on the inside. Because of his lack of care, he doesn't behave normally. His obsessive traits quickly become evident and as easy to spot as black ink spilled upon a white sheet of paper.

Charles is hard to read, mainly because only god knows what goes on through his head. One moment, he's all smiles and everything is normal, the other he's getting mad over a stranger who looked at you for "far too long" according to him. (It was 3 seconds at most but oh welp.)

You see, he loves his darling so much.

She's so precious to him, and he wants to give her everything that she deserves along with so much more. But he has to get violent at times, especially when his beloved darling tries to escape. He doesn't like to hurt her, but due to the circumstances it's sometimes necessary. He has to teach her to not run away, and to remain by his side forever. Alas, he will forcefully suck her blood and leave her covered in bites.

In nis delusional eyes they're meant for each other. She's so beautiful, her sweet and pure smile along with her precious and caring hands. He wants to marry her and he wants to build a future with her where they start a family.

If she has kids with him, she surely won't try to leave, right? What cruel mother would take her kids away from their father.... Everyone knows how important a father figure is to the children and household. She couldn't possibly be some cruel monster that takes her kids away from their father now, could she?

of course she can't.

Charles has so many ideas with which he can trap his darling, he's honestly clueless at what to do and which to use first.

Should he go ahead and get her pregnant? She probably wouldn't be too happy about that, considering she didn't even want to look at him right now. She's locked herself in her room in hopes of avoiding him as much as she can, so she's currently in her rebellious state. It would be so cute to have little lookalikes of her running around the house though! having kids would literally prevent her from leaving him, so that might be his best option right now. It's also the one that brings him the most delight.

Something else that he might do is just keep her isolated from others. it will make her depend solely on him, both emotionally and physically. He's curious about how much her psyche might crumble. How much could she take before it became too much? When will she finally break and start loving him back?

His twisted perception of love might be due to his past and the people he's interacted with all these years while he was alive. His twisted feelings might have spiraled from a place of confusion, because his love itself is pure... it's just overshadowed and cast aside by the unrelenting possessiveness and longing for his darling that's achingly sweet like a pink venom.

Maybe his love isn't so pure after all? could love really get corrupted by any other feelings besides hatred? guess we'll just have to wait to find out and see how far he goes.

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shookspearewrites · 2 months

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Yandere(ish) Comte, "My Charlemagne"

Hello my little ducklings! I'm sorry I fell off the face of the Earth for such a long time - Tbh, there's been a load of changes in my life lately and I am just always so busy now that I'm starting my new career >2< I cannot put into words how fucking much I have missed you guys and writing and ikevamp as a whole!

I've just celebrated 1 year with my partner (Mr JJ says hi, say hey to him in the comments ^^) and I'm doing 9 til 5 every day at my work placement so that's my life update, let me know how you've been!

Anyways, I've fallen in love with the song 'Charlemagne' by Blossoms and I wrote this piece while listening to it on repeat on the train - Hope you like it!

-JJ x

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The gentle Comte's sharp golden eyes mirrored his protruding fangs as they pierced through the darkness hanging in cold Parisian air, violence brewing within his usually still core. Usually the lilting, soothing sound of the sweet mademoiselle's laugh would bring a smile to his handsome features, instead now there blossomed a deep scowl, a growl tearing from his throat as another man dared to rest his hand upon his lady's cheek - A man the Count thought of as an old friend, nonetheless. The nobleman snarled at the swirl of cigarillo smoke that hung thick in the air, circling the young lady like a halo as it slowly rose and was no doubt clinging to her clothing, staining it with another man's scent where her delicate, floral perfume should prevail. Where he should be able to smell her delectable blood, like nectar, flowing beneath her impossibly blemishless skin, waiting with baited breath until he could devour her. Her laugh, her blood, her love should've belonged to him, not another - now the dear Comte was no angel, but a Goddess like her deserved nothing less than he and he alone. He didn't like to admit that he was a jealous man, but the evidence was all there: Bloodlust on the tongue, a violent rage brewing in the gut and heartbreak pulling taught the strings within. Comte couldn't bare to watch the romantic scene unfolding by the river bank underneath the sky adorned with flickering stars for another moment. He took a short, sharp swig from the ornate hip flask he carried and turned on his heel, his body heavy like lead, weighed down with torment as he began to return home. Alone.

Time is the only true purgatory.

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nobunagas-chatelaine · 2 years

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Ikemen Vampire reaction to MC wanting a hug from them

1. Napoleon Bonaparte

He'd rub his eye open and give you a sleepy half hug but then his arms would fall on the small of your back and Napoleon would instantly pull you inside the covers with him. He then shows you a naughty smirk as he tickles your sides -

"Lay with me for awhile Nunuche"

2. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

He hugs you grumpily saying that he was busy composing pieces and kisses your head. You giggle at your cute boyfriend and tiptoe to kiss him but he moves away and inspects your face -

"What's with the sudden affection are you feeling unwell?"

3. Leonardo Da Vinci

He chuckles when you ask him that and still picks you up in his arms and places playful kisses across your shoulder and collarbones. You two then end up making out only to find Sebastian looking at you wide-eyed-

"I guess they found out about our little secret cara mia"

4. Arthur Conan Doyle

He moves side to side and plays hard to get so you two end up chasing each other in the garden and at last you spring out from a bush and tackle him down and give him a nice and long smooch-

"Luv, if you wanted me that bad you could've just said so."

5. Isaac Newton

Surprisingly Isaac smiles at you and pulls you to his chest his exhaustion long forgotten. He strokes the sides of your face and goes to sleep hugging you like that.

"Sleep well my darling"

6. Jean D' Arc

Jean wasn't a big fan of cuddles early on in the relationship but now he'll paractically melt if you hug him. Your lovely smell relaxing him.

"Don't tell this to anyone but I find your hugs very comforting."

7. Comte De Saint Germain

He smiles at you and hugs you tight. Maybe he'll procrastinate his paper work for a while and snuggle with you. *Wink wonk*

"You know you don't have to ask for a hug right, cherie?"

8. Sebastian/ Akihiko Satou

He's a busy man so he'll give you a quick hug and place a soft kiss on your brow showing you a guilty smile. You can't blame him though, it sure is hard taking care of a mansion full of vampires.

"Allow me 5 more minutes my love, I'll attend to you shortly."

9. William Shakespeare

He knew you were under the weather so it doesn't take much time for him to spread his arms wide for you and cradles your face in his hands placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"Fair maiden of mine, do tell what is the reason behind all your worries."

10. Vincent Van Gogh

He puts down his paintbrush and gives you a bright smile. He kisses you on the cheek and hugs you tight, still giving light kisses on your nape and ears.

"Would you like to see me paint my Schatje ?"

11. Theodorous Van Gogh

He blushes and grumbles how you shouldn't be doing things like this and just hug him whenever you like. Lets you sit on his lap and play with his hair.

"Don't mess up my hair too much Hondje, or I'll have to tickle you down."

12. Dazai Osamu

The writer picks you up spins you around as sounds of pure joy erupt from both of you. He sets you down and gives you an adorable bear hug, his hugs sure are the best.

"You're real adorable, you know that right?"

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maries-gallery · 10 months

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IKEMEN SERIES MASTERLIST

CHEVALIER:

the small things

genre: fluff

your touch

genre: fluff

jealousy

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: breeding kink, degradation/praises, spanking, penetrative sex, size kink, dirty talk, creampie, female bodied reader, jealousy

do not be gentle

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: penetrative sex, biting/marking, rough sex, soft Chevalier

a slow death

genre: angst

warnings: main character death, mentions of violent Chevalier, gore and blood

how I miss you (French Chevalier)

genre: fluff

warnings: french sentences (translation at the end)

the scent of you (French Chevalier)

genre: fluff

warnings: none

say my name

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: soft sex, creampie, brief mentions of size difference, biting, marking, female bodied reader

sweet mornings

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: somnophilia (consented), dacryphilia, edging, overstimulation, fingering, female bodied reader

a lesson in red

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: fingering, edging, impact play (spanking), overstimulation, hints of dacryphilia, female bodied reader

YVES:

insecure Yves

genre: fluff, comfort, suggestive

strawberry picking

genre: fluff

the source of happiness

genre: fluff, comfort

LICHT:

The first kiss

genre: fluff, comfort

The love of an angel

genre: nsfw, angst, comfort, fluff, mdni

warnings: soft sex, mentions of breeding kink, creampie, female bodied reader

CLAVIS:

The one that got away

genre: angst, unrequited love, love triangle with Chevalier

Show our love to the world

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: fingering, public sex, dirty talk, very subtle mention of Chevalier being in love with MC, female bodied reader

Little song bird

genre: angst, comfort, fluff

RIO:

Building a future

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: breading kink, penetrative sex, praise kink, dirty talk, creampies, aftercare, female bodied reader

A taste of heaven

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, overstimulation, dacryphilia, female bodied reader

More than friends

genre: fluff, nsfw, mdni

warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, praise kink, missionary, dacryphilia, female bodied reader

SILVIO:

Siren’s call

genre: fluff

Prompt: Cursed by Lord Huron

Lyrics: "The spell she cast on me is real”, "I gotta find me a cure.", "I was doomed by our first kiss."

JIN:

say my name

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: size kink, dirty talk, spanking, creampie, female bodied reader

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS:

To care for the ones you love

genre: fluff, comfort

characters: Nokto, Licht

summary: The two brothers take care of your headache

warnings: none

FOR MORE CONTENT CHECK THE EVENTS:

2,5k event: all the ways to say I love you

love languages week end event

CHEVALIER

in your arms tonight

genre: nsfw, fluff, mdni

warning: fingering, edging, dacryphilia, overstimulation, light dirty talk, female bodied reader

Sugar and salt

genre: fluff

summary: you bake cookies for the princes... But Chevalier decides he'd rather keep them to himself than let anyone else have a taste. Even if they taste terrible.

wc: 1,6k

RIO

To love and protect

genre: fluff, comfort, slight angst

summary: Rio aches to dance with you at tonight’s ball, but instead he might just save you from a forceful nobleman who can’t take no for an answer

warnings: overprotective Rio

wc: 2,5k

Sleeping with an angel (PART 2 of: TO LOVE AND PROTECT)

genre: nsfw, mdni

summary: You finally confess your love to Rio and the two of you spend a sweet night loving one another.

warnings: vanilla sex, first time, dirty talk, creampie, fingering, praise kink, hints of size kink, dacryphilia, reassurance kink, missionary, spoon sex, creampie, female bodied and gendered reader

wordcount: 4k

The mirror

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: fingering, mirror sex, praise kink, dirty talk, creampie, female bodied reader

wordcount: 1,2k

Lonesome dream

genre: fluff

wordcount: 1,5k

Prompt: Lonesome Dream by Lord Huron

Lyrics: "I lie under the starlit sky", "I watch as the planets turn", "And it's lonesome here in the wide open space", "I been dreaming again of a lonesome world, Where I'm lost and I've got no friends"

CLAVIS:

The moans of an angel

genre: nsfw, mndi

summary: Clavis doesn't care that Cyran is behind the door and that he can hear you. As long as he gets to take care of you and make you moan his name.

warnings: thigh riding, dirty talk, bondage, mentions of overstimulation and edging, mentions of dacryphilia, female bodied reader

wc: 1k

A shelter from the Rain

genre: fluff, hints of angst, nsfw, mdni

summary: Clavis finds he does not care about the scent of rain coloured roses anymore, as long as he's in your arms.

warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), outdoor sex, dirty talk, female bodied reader

wc: 1,2k

SILVIO:

Greater than love

genre: nsfw, mdni, enemies to lovers

summary: Silvio hates you with a burning passion... Or is it really hate?

warnings: fingering, praise kink, size kink, dirty talk, reassurance kink, cumming on thighs (?), wall sex, biting and marking, mentions of nipple play, female bodied reader

wc: 1,5k

JIN:

Resignation

genre: nsfw, mdni

summary: If Jin isn't going to confess his love for you, you figure you might five him a reason to.

warnings: shower sex, hints of dacryphilia, hints of breeding, creampie, bondage, praise kink, dirty talk, female bodied reader

wc: 1, 2k

LICHT:

The green eyed monster

genre: nsfw, mdni

wc: 2,5k

warnings: angry/jealous sex, dirty talk, manhandling, marking/biting, dacryphilia, overstimulation, creampie, breading, female bodied reader

prompts: angry sex, "It can wait, I want you now."

In my colours

genre: nsfw, mdni

wc: 2,5k

warnings: lingerie, masturbation, voyeurism, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, sex, dirty talk, praise kink, dacryphilia, size kink, creampie, female bodied reader

prompts: lingerie and "Touch yourself for me. Look at me while you do it."

house husband Rio

genre: fluff

beach day with Chevalier

genre: nsfw, fluff, mdni

warnings: soft sex, mentions of fingering and marking

bad period cramps

characters: Rio, Licht, Clavis, Nokto

genre: fluff, comfort, nsfw (for Nokto’s part), mdni

warnings: mentions of fingering

where they like to kiss you

characters: Chevalier, Clavis, Rio

genre: fluff, suggestive (Clavis)

warnings: suggestive

Somnophilia with Rio

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: needy Rio, mentions of blood and injuries, fingering, somnophilia (consensual), female bodied reader

Rio teasing a shy MC

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: teasing, praise kink, dirty talk, mentions of fingering, sex and oral sex, female bodied reader

Submissive Gilbert

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: hair pulling, sub!Gilbert, needy Gilbert, biting, marking, humping and grinding, make out session, female bodied reader

Submissive Gilbert 2nd edition

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: sub!Gilbert, riding, sense deprivation (blindfolding), praise kink, dirty talk, bondage, female bodied reader

Pussy drunk Licht

genre: nsfw,

warnings: pussy drunk Licht, rough sex, marking and bruising, creampie, slight breeding kink, needy Licht, female bodied reader

After care with Licht

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: mentions of breeding and overstimulation, after care, female bodied reader

Steamy make out session with Rio

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: make out session, grinding and humping, fingering, praise kink, dirty talk, female bodied reader

Topping and cock warming Chevalier

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: cock warming, teasing, topping chevalier, dirty talk, mentions of manhandling, female bodied reader

Cock warming with Rio

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: cock warming, teasing, dirty talk, dacryphilia, mentions of breeding, cum (a lot of it), female bodied reader

Begging and Whimpering Gilbert

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: sub!Gilbert, teasing, mentions of overstimulation, marking, biting, slight nipple play, oral sex (m. receiving), needy!Gilbert

Rio eating the MC out whilst she’s reading

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), teasing, fingering, dirty talk, praise kink, female bodied reader

Semi public sex and fingering with Rio

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: fingering, dirty talk, praise kink, semi public sex, oral fixation, female bodied reader

Deepthroating

genre: nsfw, mdni

characters: Licht Klein, Jin Grandet, Rio Ortiz

warnings: oral sex (m. receiving), size kink, dacryphilia, dirty talk, praise kink, petnames, face fucking, gagging, female bodied reader

dad!Rio with a daughter

genre: fluff

warnings: none

My kind of kiss

genre: fluff

characters: all

Oral sex with Silvio

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: oral sex (m. receiving), marking/biting, dacryphilia, moaning Silvio, praise kink, face fucking, deep throating, cum eating, female gendered and bodied reader

Colour symbolism analysis: Chevalier

Rhodolite inspired playlist

ARTHUR :

Cold Hands

genre: fluff, comfort

Of Love and flour

genre: fluff

Writing history

genre: fluff, comfort

Sick MC

genre: fluff, comfort

LEONARDO :

Suit you

genre: fluff

Jealous man

genre: fluff

COMTE :

Golden

genre: fluff

Teaching you how to dance

genre: fluff

THEO :

Work

genre: fluff

Missing you

genre: fluff

Only Angel

genre: fluff

NAPOLEON :

Talk too much

genre: fluff, comfort

Sick crowd

genre: fluff, comfort

LEONARDO:

What love is

genre: angst

NAPOLEON:

Until you fall asleep

genre: fluff, comfort

A year Together

genre: nsfw, mdni, fluff

warnings: praises, dirty talk, oral sex (f. receiving), aftercare, female bodied reader

Their major in a modern AU

genre : sfw

Their kinks : Napoleon, Mozart, Isaac

genre : nsfw, MDNI

Modern Leonardo

genre : sfw

Modern Arthur, Isaac and Vincent

genre : sfw

Vincent with a MC who is very talented at drawing but mostly works with dark and sad colours

genre : fluff, comfort

Which sport would they play and which role would they have

genre : sfw

Vincent, Isaac and Jean with a MC who loves gardening

genre : fluff

MC taking Theo, Arthur and Vincent on a modern date

genre : fluff

Comte and Leonardo walking in on MC naked

genre : fluff, suggestive (themes of nudity obviously)

Their favourite lingerie on you

genre : suggestive, mdni

Needy Arthur

genre : nsfw, mdni

Napoleon and Leonardo threesome

genre : nsfw, mdni

Carriage sex with Theo

genre : nsfw, mdni

Walking on you naked (Arthur and Isaac)

genre : nsfw, mdni

Dom!Vincent

genre : nsfw, mdni

Deepthroating for Napoleon

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: oral sex (m. receiving), size kink, dacryphilia, dirty talk, praise kink, petnames, face fucking, gagging, female bodied reader

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Match up for nad-zeta

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Ikemen characters mood boards

RAY :

Sleeping on my dream

genre: fluff

Ray and size kink

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: size kink, pussy drunk!Ray, praise kink, mating press, creampie, breeding kink, dacryphilia, female bodied reader

FENRIR :

Green is the colour

genre: fluff, comfort

A bowl of spaghettis for my love

genre: fluff

midnight tryst

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: outdoor sex, semi public sex, mentions of size kink and dacryphilia, dirty talk, female bodied reader

Nothing yet...

What they’d major in

genre : sfw

Mc who is uncomfortable and cautious of men (Red army, Luca and Oliver)

genre : fluff, comfort

Mc turns into a child

genre : fluff, funny

Sirius, Jonah, Fenrir and Zero with a MC who has psoriasis and feels self conscious

genre : fluff, comfort

Their favourite lingerie on you

genre : suggestive, mdni

He sees your nudes (Fenrir and Ray)

genre : nfsw, mdni

Oliver walks in on you naked

genre : nsfw, mdni

Size kink with Ray

genre : nsfw, mdni

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ikemenlibrary · 4 months

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Now announcing.... 'My Ikémen Valentine' Gift Exchange!

A sweet and spicy holiday to celebrate with your true love

The fifth installment in the Ikémen Gift Exchanges hosted by @ikemenlibrary. This one’s a bit different, as it’s not for a specific fandom, but instead, a romantic holiday!

This is open to all of the current Ikémen games released in English servers!

Main Info:

Event: Gift Exchange

Fandom(s): Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Revolution

Creation time: January 19 - February 16 Gift sharing: February 17-18

You can sign up for the exchange here

The deadline to submit your submission to join the exchange will be due on January 12.

You will have a month to create a Valentine’s gift for your recipient and an Ikémen character that they have given to you out of their list.

If you're interested in joining, please make sure to get your answers completed and sent in before January 12. You can edit your sign up form after it’s been submitted, but please make sure to let me (the host) know if you’ve done that, as I do not get notified when that happens and I want to make sure everyone’s happy with up to date information. Once the deadline passes, I will turn off the link to edit or submit so if you have any problems after then, please contact me directly.

Once I get everyone’s information organized and sorted, I will be reaching out to everyone individually on January 19 to let you know who you’ve been assigned to create for, as well as any extra information to share at that point in time.

When your application has been accepted for the gift exchange, I will reach out with a link to join the Discord server (if you aren’t already in it from previous exchanges).**

Please let me know if you have any questions! I can be reached via Tumblr DM or if you have my Discord from previous exchanges, you may find me there as well <3

Disclaimer: **Please note before signing up that I do have a Discord server that I encourage everyone to join. We’d love for all the participants (myself included!) to get to know one another, work together, and potentially help each other out within the event. We also have some fun bots to play with!

If using Discord is something you are absolutely not comfortable with, please message me before you send in an application so I am aware that you will not be joining and can mark it down on my end for organization purposes. (If I’ve spoken to you about this before, just specify in the sign up sheet, there’s no reason to need to reach out again!)

Below the cut, there is a new update to the rules I’ve previously had in place. This is also reflected in the sign up sheet. Please let me know if you have any questions!**

Can’t wait to see you all soon!

**I just wanted to give a quick update on the rules, as I have changed a few things slightly this time around.

The minimum word requirement for fanfiction updated from 800 to 850 words

The fan art requirement has been updated from being lined with a colored drawing, to also require a background as well (this can be a solid color, or scenery, or whatever you decide. The background just cannot be white (of course, special cases may occur and I will leave it up to the artists stylistic choice))

This time around, you cannot select specific characters from a list who you aren’t interested in creating for. That would be too messy with 4 fandoms. Instead, you will get more options of characters to create based on your choices you fill out on the sign up form

You must be ready to share progress during the halfway check in point via Google Drive/Docs if you are a fanfiction creator. If you do not have access to using one of these, please send me whatever you have during the check in, and I will copy it into my Google Drive. This is so if there becomes a time where you lose your progress on something other than Google, there will still be a copy existing, even if it doesn’t completely reflect your current progress.

This will all be reiterated in the information key you will be given at the time assignments go out, so don’t worry about remembering this for the time being

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tayovampr · 8 months

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How Gossip Spreads Through The Mansion.

ikemen vampire headcannons

( warnings? ) none. ( notes? ) THIS HEADCANNON CONTAINS MY OC. just a few thoughts about how these vampires are extremely nosy and love to spread false information unknowingly :0

It all begins in the kitchen. As the coffee brews for the mansions residents, our lovely helpers: Sebastian, Mitsuki (Y/n) and Temi seem to be cooking up some trouble…

Mitsuki would unintentionally reveal something that happened thorough out the day. Maybe it was something she overheard while shopping, on the balcony or watching Napoleon and Jean spar. She always tells Sebastian and Temi what she hears about the residents—since Sebastian has that interesting hobby of his.

“Hey Sebastian, Temi?” Mitsuki calls out to the two as they washed the dishes. Sebastian was scrubbing, Temi was rinsing, and Mitsuki was drying and polishing.

The two turned their heads to look at their friend, wondering what was the matter.

“I was in Comte room earlier helping him open up some letters, and that’s when I came across this one letter. Now mind you, it was scented, had a very prestigious emblem on the wax and included a dried rose in it.” Mitsuki began.

“Le Comte gets letters like that all the time.” Sebastian responded. “Was there something special about it?”

“Well, it clearly came from a girl. And when Comte read it, he was so happy! I mean I never saw him like this before, but it makes me think if he has a secret lover—” Before Mitsuki could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Temi, who had accidentally dropped a plate into the sink, causing the water to splash up at her.

“Secret lover?!” She exclaimed in disbelief. “What makes it worse is that it’s believable…”

“What if she’s a vampire bombshell who was childhood friends with him and lives in a gothic castle lavished in red and riches? I can’t compete in that race…” Temi grumbled afterwards. Sebastian however looked at the two thoughtfully.

“Well, we’ll do no good sitting here pondering. At dinner let’s go ask Le Comte ourselves.”

Most of the times, it’s something tame. No big deal, and not needing of attention. But as always, if your trying to keep a secret in a mansion full of nosy vampires with supersonic hearing—you better believe this game of telephone will spiral out of control.

Isaac, surprisingly, is the main catalyst for this disaster. Jean coming in a close second. ( I mean, you can see it in some events when it’s almost always these two mishearing something (*´▽`*) )

But it would always be unintentional! Isaac would just walk past an open door and when he heard something shocking, he couldn’t help to stop and get a closer ear. Jean on the other hand wouldn’t stop. He would take the bits and pieces he heard and formulate them in his mind, completing the story for himself.

‘Comte has a lover?’ Isaac thought to himself as he listened in to the conversation. ‘Why has he been hiding it from us all this time? Well—I could understand. I hope he introduces us to her…’

‘That rascal!’ Jean grit his teeth when he heard the news. Although heard would be a stretch. ‘Playing with Temi and Mitsuki’s heart even though he has a women of his own. I will get him to confess…’

And now we have three stories. The truth, an assumption, and a incomplete statement. Which one will travel throughout the mansion quicker?

Jean obviously tells Napoleon and Mozart. It slips out during their sparring lessons, and he tells Mozart on a whim—since they’re friends.

“Wait so—Comte is married?” Napoleon exclaims, as he puts his sword back into its hilt. Jean nods, sitting down of the ground to catch his breathe.

“He has refused to tell us about his secret lover for this long. It makes you wonder what else he has been keeping from us…” Napoleon loosely claims, wiping the sweat that adorned his forehead.

Jean however was thinking in his head, that he was right all along not to trust him. “That shady man…”

With Mozart, he looked a bit confused. “There is just no way Comte is married Jean, did he tell you himself?”

Then for Isaac, the words accidentally slip when he was getting teased by Arthur and Dazai. Of course, these were the worse people to tell out of everyone in the mansion.

Arthur applauded Comte on his fruitfulness. Claiming that it takes skill to hid a lover for so long. While Dazai takes this information with interest. It just so happened when he was scaling the windows, he overheard Mozart and Jean’s discussion.

For Dazai, he didn’t really believe this. As he saw in the music room, Jean wasn’t sure who he heard this information from. But being chaotic as Dazai is, he naturally wanted to be included in the fun. So he often changes up the story.

“How sly of Comte, it seems that he has not only hid his secret wife, but the fact that she will be moving in to live with us soon. Isn’t that great Ai-kun? Lovers reunited at last.” With these words Dazai left, not daring to explain anything.

“Move in with us? By Jove, you would think that old man would tell us before making the decision?” Arthur comments with a sigh.

Dazai doesn’t tell anyone else after that. He is more interested in seeing how this spreads and which one would reach Comte’s ear first. Arthur however tells his best buddy Theo. Theo tells Vincent and Vincent tells Shakespeare. By now the rumor has morphed into something unbelievable.

“Comte is a pathological liar who is hiding his wife from the residents and is planning to make her move in with them because she is expecting soon.” Don’t ask how.

Leonardo hears about this from Temi, who asks if Comte had a lover. Leonardo laughs and answers not anymore—wondering why she was asking.

“Are ya worried about “Comte’s” love life cara mia?” Leonardo jokingly asks.

Although he was joking in that moment, it just confirmed his suspicions that something was spreading in the mansion. Throughout the whole day Leonardo was hearing bits and pieces of a story that including Comte—so it was time he saw the truth for himself.

When he gets to Comte’s room he wastes no time to ask him about it.

“Have you just been in your room all day? Looks like you don’t know what’s happening outside.” Comte looks up from the papers he was sorting at Leonardo, a confused look on his eyes.

“Outside?” He asks, to which Leonardo takes out a cigarillo and begins to light it.

“Yeah…something about you being a compulsive liar who is hiding his pregnant wife from us—it gets a bit tricky because half are saying she’s gonna move in with us, and half are saying your gonna move in with her.”

Comte is just astounded. He just stares blankly at Leonardo…an awkward laugh sounding from his throat. “…Really?” Is all he could muster, as Leonardo begins to laugh.

“See I knew it wasn’t true. But you know might as well confirm before I do damage control right?”

Comte was still shocked. After all he’s done from the residents, was this how easy it was for their views to change—and when did he get a pregnant wife?

“For these being the great men I choose to revive…I wonder how great their intuition really is…” Comte mumbles to himself.

“Well, let’s go straight if things out. I’m fairly certain I know who started this.” Leonardo claims, laughing to himself. “I want to know where the story changed too.”

The residents were all gathered for dinner, the main goal being to clear up the misconceptions. Each person was made to go around and tell what they heard and what they believed, and from there they traced it down to Mitsuki, Isaac and Jean.

Mitsuki explains her thinking to Comte, I’m which he clarifies that he has no secret lover and that the letter was just from an old friend he saved years ago.

Everyone breathes out a sigh of relief. It looked like none of them were ready for a new arrival. And some, specifically Mozart, wasn’t particularly fond on a baby crying and running around…

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cookiesandbiscuits · 7 months

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Cookie's 18th Birthday Bash Writing Challenge Prompts

> Cookie's Writing Challenge Event Rules

September 15: Sweets

September 16: Sunflowers

September 17: Rest

September 18: Excitement

September 19: Animals/Zoo

September 20: Games

September 21: Beach/Sea

September 22: Physical Touch

September 23: Travel/Adventure

September 24: Home/Safe haven

September 25: Ducks

September 26: Pictures

September 27: Book/Story

September 28: Myosotis

September 29: Cats

September 30: Fashion/Clothes

October 1: Autumn

October 2: Music/Sing

October 3: Comfort/Sick Day

October 4: Forest

October 5: Puzzle/Mystery

October 6: Stars/Moon

October 7: Curious

October 8: Foxes

October 9: Quality Time

October 10: Yellow

October 11: Chocolate

October 12: Hibiscus

October 13: Magic

October 14: Exams

October 15: Picnic

October 16: Movies

October 17: Ice Cream

October 18: Surprise

October 19: Thrill

October 20: Lazy Day

October 21: Paint

October 22: Science/Facts

October 23: Doodle

October 24: Beloved

October 25: Lullaby

October 26: Mischief

October 27: Snacks

October 28: Dancing

October 29: Kiss

October 30: Fireflies

October 31: Boo!

November 1: Camping/Bonfire

November 2: Connection

November 3: Fangirl

November 4: Troublemaker

November 5: Fate

November 6: Date

November 7: Coffee Shop

November 8: Strawberries

November 9: Dear

November 10: Promises

November 11: Daydream

November 12: Pajama Party/Sleepover

November 13: Friendship

November 14: Letter

November 15: Cupid

November 16: A Night Out

November 17: Rainbow

November 18: House

November 19: Rings

November 20: Laugh

November 21: Secret

November 22: Time

November 23: Fireworks

November 24: Snow

November 25: Smile

November 26: Vacation

November 27: Alcohol

November 28: Knight

November 29: Portal

November 30: Flight

December 1: Hopeless Romantic

December 2: Quirky

December 3: Special

December 4: Future

December 5: Sunshine

December 6: Spring Day

December 7: Sparkle

December 8: Cuddle

December 9: Hot Chocolate

December 10: Garden

December 11: Eyes

December 12: Sunrise

December 13: Bet

December 14: Invitation

December 15: Gifts

December 16: Roses

December 17: Gratitude

December 18: Growth

December 19: Reunion

December 20: Memory Lane

December 21: Family

December 22: Escort

December 23: Responsibility

December 24: Candles

* Please use the tag "Cookie's 18th Birthday Bash Writing Challenge" if you use the prompts in this prompt list. Thank you!!

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eventinelysplayground · 2 months

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Near Eternity.

This is the epilogue for my previous fic A Little Nudge, it was also the highest voted NSFW for my recent badly described WIP Poll. I pull a bit from Leonardo's route as well as his proposal and wedding events but as always don't have to have read them to enjoy this fic. Mitsuki wakes up after Leonardo bit her craving not blood but something else. WC approx 2065, this fic is NSFW so minors DNI. Thanks again to @yanderepuck and @fang-and-feather for putting the idea for these fics in my head and to @onegianthotmess for being interested in the idea and then loving the drama I wrote 😄.

I guess it's true what they say, your life really does flash before your eyes when you die.

The memories all played through her mind like a dream or movie of her life working their way up until that fateful afternoon.

Did you know, it's the second largest painting in the Louvre?

Pardon, Monsieur?

I knew it. This earring belongs to you.

That first kiss.

Don't try and stop me, vampire! I'm not going to become your next meal!

…You're not hearing me.

That first night of passion.

If you're going to grow even better at my side, what am I supposed to do?

You're the genius. You could start by kissing me though. I liked that a lot. In fact…I want more.

The day he proposed.

I'll say it one more time. Are you prepared to stay with me forever? … Are you prepared for me to love you for the rest of your life? And are you prepared to marry me?

Their wedding day.

But I feel like meeting you was a miracle. The odds that you and I would have ever met were astronomical, and yet here we are together. So I don't mind asking God for a little help…

And every day in between or since right up until the night of the ball.

I bet it was those eyes of yours.

Pardon me?

I was just musing what would have attracted Leonardo to you first.

Are you a friend of Leonardo's?

An 'old' friend, yes. I must say I was a bit surprised when I heard Leonardo got married. I suppose though it's not like it's for eternity or anything, really it's a much bigger deal for you than him.

I…

You don't need to say anything, not to that anyways. Comte introduced the two of did he not?

Yes he did.

By accident surely?

I suppose you could say that.

I didn't think it would have been by design. He's not really that generous, regardless I must thank him later. Have you always made a habit out of staring at people as you are me?

I'm terribly sorry, I didn't mean to.

It's fine, such emotion in your eyes. A man could have quite a bit of fun with you, and with that scent of yours…Tell me something, just how happy are you with a man like him? I'm certain there are other men, some even in this room that would do anything to make you happy for near eternity.

I'm very happy with Leonardo.

Well if you're happy just being a distrazione momentanea who is anyone to tell you differently.

Excuse me?

Cesare.

Ahh Leonardo…

That memory was so lifelike and it engaged all her senses from the music playing to the familiar scent of Leonardo's cigarillos clinging to his clothes.

Maybe because this all happened just before his bite? I know lately it's been harder for him to maintain control, he's been raking his fangs over me so often now. If I'm being honest with myself I was sad each time it ended in nothing, I wonder when exactly I stopped being afraid of it and started wanting it?

Mitsukis thoughts were interrupted by the last of her memories and they were even stronger yet, like she had been brought right back to those moments.

The way he kissed her, the feel of her silk dress being pulled off her body. The warmth from Leonardo's hands as he touched her, the softness of his lips on her thigh and the skillful touch of his fingers inside her. She was feeling every bit of it all over again, her senses overloading her with the vivid sensations but the most intense of all was the memory of his bite. The pain followed by waves of pleasure and a surging heat, it had been blissful and even just its memory was reigniting the fire within her for him as she opened her eyes.

Mitsuki blinked and looked around Leonardo's room which was bathed in the rich colors of sunset. At some point he had dressed her in one of his shirts and she took a deep breath of his familiar scent.

Just how long was I out for?

“A few days now, you looked so peaceful. I wasn't expecting that.”

Mitsuki turned towards Leonardo's voice as it answered her unasked question. His voice was strained and she knew he had been worrying about her all this time so she gave him the biggest smile she could as she sat up.

“Leonardo.”

“I've been waiting to see that smile.”

“I didn't mean to make you wait so long.”

Mitsuki gave Leonardo a playful pout and he chuckled, reaching out to cup her cheek. As soon as she felt his touch a current of pleasure ran through her and she couldn't help but gasp.

“What's wrong cara mia?”

“Nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes I'm fi-”

Mitsuki bit her lip, halting her words. Leonardo had moved his hand from her cheek down her neck and out along her shoulder leaving a burning heat in its wake.

“Leonardo…”

His name fell from her lips like a desperate plea, he hesitated only a moment before leaning in and kissing her gently. When they pulled away from each other she saw him searching her gaze. Whatever he was looking for he found it quickly because his eyes lit with a sudden fire and he pulled her to him for another kiss.

This kiss was fierce, consuming and he nipped at her bottom lip with his teeth causing her to let out a moan. As soon as her lips were parted his tongue pushed its way in claiming every inch of her mouth as its own. She grasped at his chest for balance as she greedily returned his kiss, her tongue twining around his as she increased the pressure from her lips.

Their kisses came to a halt only long enough for Leonardo to lift Mitsuki into his lap. Once she was settled he slowly ran his rough hands under the shirt she was wearing. They trailed slowly over her hips for a moment before one hand traveled down firmly grabbing her ass while the other traveled up her stomach to her breast, his thumb running over her nipple until it hardened beneath him.

Soon their storm of kisses broke again and she used the opportunity to slowly strip off the shirt she was wearing. Normally she was shy but not now, she held his fiery gaze not wanting to look away. Kisses rained down upon her neck and collarbone and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He moved his lips lower leaving red marks in his path until he reached the swell of her breast where he'd bitten her.

He paused momentarily bringing his other hand up and running his fingers along where his bite marks would have been just days ago. He tenderly kissed the spot as his hands massaged her breasts. She arched into his touch and let out a soft moan as he rolled one nipple between his fingers. She was quickly becoming undone and tightened her grip around his neck.

She felt like clay he was molding into whatever form he desired. He kept fondling her breasts and teasing her hard nipples between his fingers until she was on the edge from that alone and she rubbed herself against his thigh desperate for any friction. Her relief was short lived though as Leonardo grabbed her waist and held her still as soon as he felt her moving. He kissed her nipping at her lips with his fangs and she whimpered at the echo of the intense pleasure she had felt when he bit her. He deepened their kiss as one hand slid down between her thighs running his fingers over her wet core.

His fingers trailed along her core and inner thighs coming oh so close yet oh so far to where she wanted them most. She tried to move her hips to guide his fingers but his one hand still held firm on her hip keeping her in place. The combination of overstimulation to her breasts and lips and lack of it where she wanted it most was driving her mad. She also felt a severe burning in her throat and before she knew it she was biting Leonardo's lower lip with her fangs. The taste of his blood was sweet but she had barely begun to drink before she found herself tossed onto the bed.

“Careful with those cara mia, we're both already at our limits.”

Mitsuki watched Leonardo strip as he spoke and once he was done he was pulling Mitsuki back onto his lap.He captured her lips in a passionate kiss and she licked the remnants of his blood from his lip. His hands no longer held her still instead they roamed over her body coaxing and teasing cries of pleasure from her lips. One hand came to rest on her back while the other once again slid over her soaking wet core, his fingers running over her sensitive nub made her buck into his touch.

Their kisses continued as he moved his skilled fingers slowly away from her nub and into her warmth. His fingers danced inside her as his thumb applied pressure to her most sensitive spot. She bucked more into his touch as she felt her climax coming closer. The wet noises his fingers made as they moved were drowned out by her muffled cries from being brought to the edge once more. After all the teasing she knew there was only one way to get her release.

She was panting heavily into their kisses and Leonardo knew exactly what her body craved. He slowed down his movements before slowly withdrawing his fingers from her heat and bringing them up to his lips. They were dripping wet from her and he licked them clean as she lowered herself onto his hard cock, the long awaited sensation of him inside her was almost too much and still not enough at the same time. He brought his now clean fingers to her lips and she sucked on them hard while taking her fangs across them. Leonardo let out a low groan before he pulled his fingers back and sealed her lips in a fevered kiss.

She moved herself up and down his length slowly at first as they kissed but when that didn't provide the relief she wanted she picked up her pace. She was moving quicker now and sliding him further in with each movement. His hips joined her rhythm and before long every part of their bodies was in sync. He thrust as deep into her as he could get while he pinched her nipples and his fangs nipped at her lips. Their kiss broke and he thrusted even faster, harder as she cried out his name and her walls tightened around his throbbing cock.

Her head fell forward onto his shoulder and she placed a hand on his chest to steady herself and that's when she felt his heart beat. His heart had always beat differently to hers as if marking the differences between them but now his heart was beating in time with hers. She lifted her head up and looked into those eyes she loved so much as she took one of his hands and placed it over her own heart. After a moment Leonardo's eyes went wide and he smiled at her as he toppled them backwards onto the sheets.

They held each other and talked for a while Leonardo filling her in on what had taken place.

“So was the whole mansion in on Comtes plan then?”

“Seems like it. Listen Cara Mia, Comte may know how to push me but in the end it was my choice and I never want you to think otherwise. Even without his meddling it was-.”

“I know Leonardo. Our love has changed from how it used to be, it's so much deeper now.”

Mitsuki felt Leonardo's lips brush against her forehead and she turned in his arms to look up at him.

“What am I supposed to do with you?”

“You're the genius. You have near eternity to figure it out now though, but... you could start with a kiss.”

Mitsuki smiled up at Leonardo as their lips came together in a sweet kiss, their hearts continuing to beat together.

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xxsycamore · 9 months

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𝐍𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞

↬ 👖 Napoleon has a little problem dressing up for a date in the 21st Century. Luckily, the mansion's residents are there to give him fashion advice, divided into team Sexy, team Defense, and team Cute.

Napoleon Bonaparte x MC, ft. all residents ( Leonardo, Mozart, Arthur, Isaac, Dazai, Comte, Sebastian, Jean, Theo, Vincent, Shakespeare) • rating: G • tags: Humor; Crack; Dress Up • wordcount: 1,797 • masterlist

a/n: An early celebration for Napoleon's upcoming birthday, with the prompt Napo Style from my Napoleon Birthday Celebration 2023 event! Enjoy the chaos!

Thanks to The Door at Comte's mansion being fixed and thus allowing a safe trip through the time and space continuum, newer and cooler dating spots are now available for the mansion's lovebirds, Napoleon and MC! How exciting is that? The latter is especially enthusiastic about strolling the streets of 21st-century Paris and showing off her lover…

The former is currently losing his mind.

Because there is an hour left until they step into the vortex of time-traveling, and Napoleon has no idea how people in the future dress for a date. At all.

"This is a problem." Napoleon muses out loud as he paces back and forth in the mansion's lounge room. Of course, he's not alone there, in this house you never get a moment of privacy no matter where you are. Currently he shares his air with… Leonardo, Mozart, Arthur, Isaac, Dazai, Comte, Sebastian, Jean, Theo, Vincent, Shakespeare… wait, why are all of them here?! Even Shakespeare? Could it be that his worries are so prominently written on his face that the residents' gossip-meter was able to track it, and now they're bursting with curiosity?!

"Everything alright, Naps?" Arthur tests the waters, taking a noisy sip from his coffee.

"Yeah, you can always tell us if you have problems with your dating life. That's what friends are for." Theo chimes in, folding his arms in front of his chest.

"Problems with my dating life? No, it's just… I don't know how to dress up for the date. I thought that maybe I could just go with these clothes…?" Napoleon shrugs, fixing the lapels of his jacket.

"I strongly suggest you don't." Joins Mozart, closing the piano he was pretending to play as he listened in.

"Then what do I put on? MC will be ready in just a moment and she'll no doubt be stunning. Gods… Can any of you help me out?"

"We can."

"Alright old chap, come out whenever you're ready. Too bad that our team's idea is first and therefore it will put an early end to this fashion show." Arthur boasts confidently as he takes his place on the left along with his other team members, part of the Sexy team. As the curtain is dramatically swooshed to reveal Napoleon, the audience livens up in a cacophony of different murmurs…

Napoleon has no idea why the bunch targeted his favorite red curtain-- erm, cape, as the first thing to be removed from the outfit, but in a flash Napoleon sees it hanging from the staircase's railing and he understands. The small space behind the stairs becomes a makeshift changing booth… he does live with the smartest men in history after all. From there on, the smart ideas keep on coming as he steps behind the curtain and braces himself for accepting the various articles of clothing being handed to him to try on.

Napoleon poses awkwardly while trying to hide his attributes, the small cloth hiding his crouch area making it difficult as his pants have been reduced to just that, a loincloth that his trademark big belt holds together. His shirt too has suffered a massive reduction in length and now barely covers his chest, leaving his abs and stomach exposed, a similar thing done to his sleeves so the shirt now reminds more of a tank top of sorts. The golden epaulets from his jacket remain. His boots are untouched, at least. His look is completed with ruffled hair for a messier, sexier hairstyle.

"Ahem. As you may know, the 21st century is vastly different from our times in terms of dressing to impress… so to say, the meaning of that phrase is turned upside down!"

"Undress to impress!" With a finger in the air and a smile on his face, the most unlikely member of team Sexy, Vincent, hurries to add. Before Theo can collapse, Vincent backs up his (unbeknownst to him) scandalous vision with a little bit of his wisdom. "How nice that is, a world that celebrates the body instead of hiding it. Napoleon has a body that many would put on a canvas, and he should celebrate it!"

"Thank you, Vincent."

"Sebastian, why are YOU on this team?" Someone in the crowd asks.

Despite Arthur's confidence in winning this "competition", the other teams are more than eager to have their go in an attempt to beat his idea of modern fashion. After another round of handing stuff to the haphazardly changing behind the curtain Napoleon, a group of four residents get ready to present their idea.

With a perfect little nod, Sebastian says matter-of-factly, "Master Napoleon has a body that many would put on a canvas, and he should celebrate it."

With difficulty, a man in a knight's heavy full armor (that normally can be found in one of the hallways as a decoration) steps in front of the audience's eyes, who they can only assume is Napoleon, due to not a tad of his identity being visible underneath this "outfit".

As a leader of Team Defense, Jean turns to the audience to explain. "The modern world is filled with dangers we're unaware of. Napoleon should prioritize his safety," he eyes his teammate, Shakespeare, who is ready to take the word next: "As well as the safety of his beloved. Thus he clothes in steal and prepares a heavy blade, or a dozen; if the chance arises, he shall defeath all that's on his path, in the name of her!"

As Napoleon hears the signal, he demonstratively takes out a spear, a chain mace, a war hammer, a longsword…! The audience takes a step back.

"They're right. You never know what's out there. There might be cats." Theo nods approvingly, slapping Napoleon's armor as if to test its durability. The last member of team Defense, Mozart, is ready with his own argument.

"Everything there must be dirty. This will protect him from exposure."

Still, this can't end without the final third team showcasing their own unique idea of dressing up Napoleon. And besides, the mansion's daddy, Comte, being a leader of this team is enough to make everyone quiet down and pay attention.

It's a shockingly good argument.

"And finally, team Cute. Because you, my dears, are forgetting a key element of what our fashion show is about, and that is helping our Napoleon win his girl's heart all over again, in a different time, in a different world. We must look from the eyes of MC. And a lady like her, oh her heart surely sings at the sight of everything that can be called cute. She'll swoon and melt as she witnesses Napoleon embracing his inner adorableness; that is for sure!"

Without further ado, Napoleon steps forward, revealing his outfit that for some reason troubles his walking more than the armor from before… the reason might be the tight corset Comte put him in, one made for men nonetheless, but still making it hard for the soldier to act naturally wearing. Especially combined with those high-heeled boots! There's not a trace of any dark colors anywhere to be seen, from frilly innocent whites to sunny yellows to baby pinks, he's dolled up like a little prince from a fairytale. His hair which is the only color out of place, is densely covered in small hairclips, that are not exactly Comte's style, so there might be put there by…

"Napo-chan is so kawaii with the little hair accessories I put on him. I'm convinced MC won't resist kissing you all over."

"Why am I on this team?!" Laments Isaac, whose contribution is narrowed down to an apple he found laying around… surprisingly, posing with the apple does add cute points to Napoleon's look, as much as the physicist hates to admit. He's only on this team because he refused to join in the absurdity of the other two…

"They're right, Naps." Leonardo agrees with a hand on his chin. "I've heard cara-mia gush all over you being cute when you make a slip-up from your mister perfect persona. Be a little clumsier and clueless. She'll find it charming."

Napoleon hums and looks at the palms of his glove-clad hands, a little lost. "I'm, uhhh… not so sure what you mean."

"That's it, just like that."

"Okay, that's all, which team won?" Arthur asks impatiently, not very amused about the fact that his coffee mug is now empty.

"That's for Napoleon to decide. What do you think, Napoleon?"

Napoleon takes a look at all the faces lit up in expectation, and makes a "wait" gesture as he disappeared behind the curtain again. A few seconds later he is out, dressed in what appears to be an untouched replica of his original outfit, but almost hidden beneath various items that each of the teams can recognize as their own.

"You all joined forces to help me, so the answer can only be a combination of your efforts. With this, I'm confident about covering all bases necessary for a successful date with my Nunuche. Thank you."

"Spoken like a true leader!" Dazai cheers, instantly approving the idea.

The door swings open as MC walks in at a fast pace, hurrying to collect Napoleon's hand and take him away. She's dressed in a simple sundress and wearing her light pink bag over a shoulder with the little Mousette charm hanging from it.

"There you are Napoleon, we're going to be late for our date…! What are you wearing?"

Napoleon makes a troubled humming noise as he shakes off item after item, throwing them in different directions as they clatter against the floor and roll off somewhere. He's back in his day-to-day outfit.

"Nothing much. Nunuche, the truth is… you're stunning. I didn't want to disappoint you. I'm sorry but I couldn't find anything to dress up for our date."

"Oh? What are you talking about, we're going to get you dressed up right now! As soon as we step out of the door we'll go to my friend Mai's boutique and you can have a full Comtherapy!"

"…I…What's a Comtherapy?"

"A Comte-therapy! A shopping therapy, dummy! He even gave me money to dress you up this morning! Thank you, daddy Comte!"

"You're welcome, ma cherie."

"COMTE? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US?" a bunch of voices speak up at the same time.

"Why, my dearest residents and I were having so much fun. Who am I to spoil it?"

Amidst the chaos, Napoleon and MC begin to laugh, their hands still intertwined because of MC's earlier attempt to sneak Napoleon out of the rowdy room. Napoleon smirks and takes the lead, leaving the residents to their wits.

"Come on, Nunuche. Let's go on our date."

MC swoons and gawks, following right after.

"Gods Napoleon, you're so charming!"

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clavissionary-position · 1 year

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ɪ ᴋ ᴇ ᴍ ᴇ ɴ ᴠ ᴀ ᴍ ᴘ ɪ ʀ ᴇ 😱🌙 Night of the Living Maroron 🌙😱

STARRING the silly little residents of Comte's silly little mansion

(a crack fic I wrote a year ago based on a prompt from a friend (and spiritually combined with a prompt from a different crack fic that I received from someone else), neither of which I've ever posted before)

"Okay, Brush, you're good to go." Vincent fixes the cap on his pet raccoon's head and then gives him a little kiss right on the Pizza Hut logo. "Remember to drive within the speed-limit."

You stand next to Vincent and thread your hands with his as you watch the rodent shyly hop onto the driver's seat of the carriage. He adjusts his seat and starts up the horses before peeking out through the window and presenting an affluent little smile.

Vincent sheds a few happy tears as Brush drives off. "I'm so proud of him."

You give Vincent a powerful, soul-crushing side-hug and massage his painterly shoulder muscles. "You did good, Vin. You did good."

He wipes his snot on his sleeves. "We just got really lucky that Jean was willing to teach him how to drive a carriage."

You blink a few times. "Sorry, who taught Brush how to...?"

"Jean was really generous. I should finish that painting he commissioned of the macarons wearing lingerie."

You try to process the vowels and bullshit coming out of Vincent's innocent mouth. "Vincent. Jean doesn't know how to drive."

"Hmm? He doesn't?"

You shake your head. "No! He doesn't! We have to stop Brush before-"

- - -

"You were run over by a raccoon driving a carriage?"

"Insofar as a raccoon posed on top of a carriage with a tiny rapier pointed forward in menace can be said to be 'driving,' yes." Shakespeare frowns. "Am I going to die?"

Charles puts his medical equipment back into his bag and takes out a single band-aid with Vlad's face on it. "Just put this where it hurts and you should be okay."

"Aren't you going to apply it for me at least?"

"I would but your insurance doesn't cover it." He rises to his feet. "But it does cover this." He gives Shakespeare three pats on the head. "Good night, Sweet Prince."

"It's afternoon."

"It's night somewhere." And with a terrifyingly innocent laugh, Charles gets into this carriage to return to his master's castle.

- - -

Napoleon sets up a command center in the dining room. Theo makes calls to all of his connections. Isaac bites his lip with nerdy concern.

"My sources say that a rogue raccoon was spotted here, here, and..." Theo sets down the last pancake. "Here."

"Theo, I can't see anything on the map. Please move your pancakes."

"You've got glasses, Arthur. Use them."

"Oh right. I keep forgetting my glasses have the unique ability to see through breakfast foods. Why didn't I think of that? Silly me. Such a novel invention is wasted on one of mininiscule intelligence such as I." Arthur puts on his glasses. "By Jove, it's as if I can see not simply through pancakes, but through the whole of the universe. Everything is at my fingertips now. Reality is mine to command. What will become of me now that I have unlocked such horrifying potential? How will the annals of space and time shift under the sway of my weighty influence?"

"...."

Arthur takes his glasses off. "I'm serious, I think I just became a god. Look." He points at Comte's baguette and an invisible force of energy ripples out from the tip of his finger, making the baguette scream as it jumps out of Comte's embrace, grabs Dazai's hand and pulls him out of the room.

Napoleon and Theo stare at each other. "....What the.... fuck... just happened?"

Arthur looks down at his quivering hands. "I am a monster."

- - -

Sebastian tackles Jean into the water. "BATH TIME MONSIEUR D'ARC."

"Sebas!? What are you doing?!"

"You are under bath-arrest for attempting to teach a raccoon how to drive."

Jean freezes. "Wait, that thing was a raccoon?"

"INDEED IT WAS." Sebastian releases several rubber ducks into the water. "Strawberry or coconut-lime body wash?"

"Maroron."

"That is not a flavor."

"No, there's a maroron standing behind you."

"Standing? How can a maroron possibly be standing-"

- - -

Leonardo awakens from his nap to the sound of a sentient baguette pulling Dazai into the library.

"Good morning." Dazai waves with his free hand. "Have you met my new wife? What's that, darling? You don't want me flaunting our relationship in public? It makes you shy? I have crumbs on my face from kissing you?"

Leonardo turns around and goes back to sleep.

- - -

"Why did you point at the macoron?!" You stare at Arthur in disbelief.

Arthur shrugs. "I wanted to double-check my powers! Like Vlad!"

Comte picks himself up from being slapped by a sentient maroron. "Are ya winnin' son?"

- - -

Vlad climbs in through your window just as the sun begins to set. Faust climbs in after him.

"I told you once, Faust. I can't give you any blood samples today because I didn't eat any strawberries today." Vlad throws himself on your bed and pulls out a paperback driving manual. "Interesting... it says that driving with a rapier can help with drag forces..."

Faust stands beside the bed and prepares his syringe anyway. "Science can't wait for you to consume strawberries."

"And neither can I."

"Right, neither can this fully-sentient maca... Oh shi-- NO NONONONO--"

- - -

Mozart shuts his piano down with the tell-tale Windows Sound. "Good work today, Wolf. You still got it. Masterpieces out the ass like a fart at Thanksgiving." He chuckles at his own lewd joke, for his enjoyment only.

Then exits into the hallway where his chuckle dies in his throat.

The tiny maroron rolls to a stop in front of his boot.

Mozart screams.

- - -

Brush returns home after his first day as a pizza delivery pet to the mansion completely abandoned, save for a single ominous note scrawled on a crepe: "God Have Mercy on Our"

"Oh, mad libs is fun," says Brush, as he completes the sentence with the word 'Testicles.'

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otomefoxystar · 15 days

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Finding You - Part One

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing : Arthur X MC ( Napoleon & Issac - Platonic )

Genre: Hurt & Comfort

TW: Mentions of kidnapping and being cut; blood.

Napoleon scanned the streets for her; all he did was turn around for a second to talk to the child tugging on his sleeve, and she was gone. 'Where did she go?' It was broad daylight, and she seemingly vanished. The panic was rising, and he began to quicken his pace, looking through the alleyways. He circled back around, and Isaac, who was sitting on a stone ledge teaching a group of children, circled him and tilted his head when he saw the worry in Napoleon's expression—a deep crease between his brows. "That's all for today, kids; we'll have a longer session later." Aww." Several kids said in unison who enjoyed Issac's lessons.

Isaac put his hands on his knees, bending down. "Sometimes you have to be there for people when they need you. To show them that they are important to you, and give them your support when they are having a bad day or worried or whatever the case may be. Remember always to be kind. My friend needs me right now, so I will walk over to him and help him with whatever is troubling him." The kids clapped, and Isaac smiled as he closed the book and stood up.

Issac walked over to Napoleon. "What's the matter?" Napoleon looked at Issac, panicked. "_ _ _ and I had come out to do some shopping. I turned away for a second, and she was gone; I looked all over. I've gone everywhere I can think of. I don't know where she went." Issac pondered momentarily, thinking of places she could have wandered to. "Did you look in the bakery? She loves sweet things." Napoleon's eyes lit up; why hadn't he thought of that? "I'll go with you," Issac stated; he wasn't about to let his friend try to find her alone. "Thank you, Issac." Issac squeezed Napoleon's shoulder, conveying his support. The two men walked to the bakery, still scanning the streets, hoping she might appear.

Issac opened the door to the bakery, holding it open for Napoleon, and disappointment washed over him when she wasn't there. Issac approached the owner and described her appearance, asking if she'd seen her, "I know who you're talking about, but I haven't seen her in a while. I'm sorry." Issac's stomach knotted in worry, "Thank you." As they left, she called out to them, "I hope you find her."

After stopping by the bakery, they looked at the library and various other shops but had no luck. They began looking down alleyways when Issac noticed a yellow ribbon on the ground. "Napoleon, wasn't she wearing a ribbon just like that this morning?" Napoleon walked closer, standing next to Issac. "Yes, it matched her dress." He picked up the ribbon and put it in his trousers pocket. "Let's keep going," Napoleon stated as he looked down the alleyway, which seemed never-ending. Both of them, too worried to voice their concern they, carried on trudging down the alleyway.

Issac wasn't a fighter. He had never wielded a sword. His defenses were in knowledge. What if someone had taken her? What could he do? Outwit them with math equations? Still, even if he wouldn't be helpful in combat, he wasn't going to abandon Napoleon and let him do this on his own.

As they edged further, Napoleon stopped, and a look of horror was in his eyes. "Napoleon?" Issac questioned what Napoleon was staring at when he followed his line of sight; he saw a puddle of blood, and the scent wafted to his nostrils. "Napoleon, it's fresh," Issac stated. Being a Demi vampire sometimes has its disadvantages. He didn't have the abilities the others did. It was a godsend to have Issac here with him. The blood had his throat burning. Issac knew he had to keep going for Napoleon and _ _ _. He couldn't lose it and feed off whatever unsuspecting victim he could find. "Let's keep going Issac whispered, trying to keep his bloodlust at bay.

They pushed forward, foot in front of foot, seeing tiny speckles of blood. Finally, they came out the other side of the alleyway. The bright sunlight blinded them. "I won't go with you!" Their ears tingled with the sound of her distress. Napoleon put his hand on the hilt of his sword. As their eyes adjusted, they saw her. Her forearm trickled blood as she was kicking and hitting the man who had a tight hold on her.

She bit down hard on the wrist of her captor, and his grasp loosened on her. She pushed him with all the strength she had and ran off. Issac held out his hand, bringing her to him before she ran past him. In her panicked state, she started fighting him as well, but he had a firm grip on her arm that wasn't injured. "Calm down, look at me. It's Issac." She stilled and looked up, "Issac?"

He nodded, "It's me." She buried herself into his embrace as he wrapped her in his arms. "I'm safe, you're safe," she said, not telling Isaac but telling herself. Napoleon unsheathed his sword and pointed it at her captor. "Take her home!" Isaac didn't need to be told twice and helped her walk down the street and into a waiting carriage.

His grip was firm on her waist as he climbed in after her. He sat next to her. "Let me bandage your arm." His throat burned at the scent of her blood, but he was too focused to acknowledge it. He ripped his sleeve and wrapped the fabric around her wound, tying a knot as he finished it. The adrenaline left her body, her eyes fluttered shut, and she leaned against Issac's chest, falling asleep. He lifted his arm over her shoulder to let her feel a sense of security.

When they returned to that mansion, he lifted her, cradling her head against his chest, and her legs draped over his arms. As he carried her to her room, it didn't go unnoticed by the other residents. Arthur, who was in his room writing, put his pen back into the ink and came out of the room. When he saw what was happening, his heart sank. With hurried steps, he walked to her bedroom. Issac laid her on the bed, removed her shoes, and covered her up. Comte and Leo came in. "What happened? "Comte asked. "I'm not sure; Napoleon said they were out shopping, and she disappeared when he wasn't looking. We found her with a man trying to force her into a carriage." He sighed, "She fought hard," He said, looking at Arthur.

"Napoleon is out there by himself. He might need help. I don't know what the situation is. My priority was getting her out of there," Isaac said, looking dejected. Jean put his hand on Isaac's shoulder. You did the right thing, Isaac; where is he? I'll go to him." Isaac explained to Jean where to find Napoleon.

Arthur looked down at her, and Theo sensed Arthur's distress. "She's okay, she's home, and we're going to take care of her." Arthur nodded, "Yeah, I know." Theo put his hand on Arthur's shoulder. "This is a special circumstance, so I'm going to just say it. We all know you two have feelings for each other; it's not hard to miss. Right now, she needs you, Arthur." Comte said, "The rest of us will help Napoleon; I want you to focus on her. I've called my physician to look at her arm. He'll be here soon." Arthur nodded. "O-okay," Comte gave him a small smile. "She's going to recover quickly." Everyone piled out of the room, leaving Arthur and Sebastian alone. "I'll bring you some coffee." Arthur didn't agree or disagree. He just let Sebastian do what he needed to do. Arthur wasn't sure if he could speak the words even if Sebastian had asked.

Being in the room alone made Arthur a little uncomfortable. He wasn't quite sure what to do. Arthur had always been the one to treat the sick, but being on the other side was both a relief and a frustration. Finally, he moved the chair from her desk to sit beside her bed. When Sebastian came in, he brought Arthur coffee along with rogue. He placed them on the bedside table. "She is bleeding. We can't have you losing control, no matter how much self-control you have." Arthur reached for the rouge, acknowledging that Sebastian was right. He gulped it down without a word, then licked his lips.

Sebastian took the rogue from Arthur. "In our time, they say it helps people heal to hear the voices of those they love even when asleep." Arthur raised an eyebrow. "Really?" Sebastian smiled, then averted his eyes to her and put his hand over hers. "I hope you wake up soon." He squeezed her hand. It tugged at Arthur's heart to know how she's touched every one of them. "If you need anything, I'll be here." Arthur nodded, "Thank you, Sebas." Sebastian gave Arthur a long nod before leaving and shutting the door.

"I guess everyone knows how we feel about each other; I know how I feel; I wasn't certain about you." He sighed, "I care about you a great deal." He leaned forward, took her hand, and gently kissed it. Then, he put his forehead on her hand when he heard a knock on the door. He lifted his head but still had his hand wrapped around hers. Sebastian and the doctor walked in. "Good evening. I'm just going to take a look at your lady friend." Arthur felt oddly possessive over her but had to push it down. He knew the doctor was here to help but couldn't control the new emotion.

Arthur stood up and backed away, standing next to Sebastian to give the doctor space. His eyes immediately went to her arm. "Stitches are going to be in order here." The doctor's eyes lifted from her to Arthur and Sebastian. "Has she woken up at all?" Arthur shook his head. "It hasn't been that long since she was brought home." The doctor looked back down to the wound on her arm. "I'll need one of you to hold her down if she wakes up. I can't have her thrashing while I'm giving her stitches. Arthur wrapped his hand tightly around her free hand and pressed down on her shoulder. The doctor cleaned the wound and laid out his supplies. "Okay, here we go." As soon as the needle pierced her skin, her eyes popped open, and she groaned from the pain. "You're okay, luv. The doctor here is just fixing up that nasty cut on your arm." She nodded and winced each time a new stitch was made.

Arthur held her eyes in his, then finally, "All set, that was a pretty nasty cut. Do you mind if I finish your examination while you're awake?" She cleared her throat "o-okay" she said with a hoarse voice. She sat up, and he finished the examination. "You look good." He sat down. "You went through a lot today; feeling exhausted is perfectly normal. It's going to take some time before you feel normal again." She nodded, "Thank you." The doctor smiled. "I'll return to take out those stitches in a few weeks." Sebastian smiled and walked with the doctor to see him out. She looked over at Arthur. "Napoleon, is he okay?" Arthur smiled. "I can see if he's back yet. I'll be right back, luv." He says to her as he strokes her cheek.

When the door opened, three men entered: Arthur, Napoleon, and Issac. Napoleon smiled at the sight of her. "I'm sorry to both of you." She looked between Napoleon and Issac. She swallowed. "Thank you for finding me and bringing me home." Napoleon took her hand and sat on the bed. "The men that tried to take you have been arrested; this won't happen to anyone ever again. "Thank you, Napoleon, you're a good man." He squeezed her hand, and she choked back tears. "I don't know what they wanted with me." Napoleon grimaced, "I don't know either." Napoleon replied, "Some people are just sick and twisted." She bit her lip. "Oh, I have something of yours." She looked at him curiously, and Napoleon pulled the ribbon from his pocket. "We found this on the ground in the alley. I think it'll get clean if we scrub it." Napolean says as he looks at how dirty it is while he hands it to her. She mustered a smile. "Thank you."

She glances at Issac." Issac," She says his name with a shaky voice. She was close to tears but was forcing herself to hold back. His attention was on her, and she held her hand to him. He walked to the edge of her bed, standing next to Napoleon. He took her hand. "Thank you for saving me." Issac's eyes wavered. "I didn't do much," Arthur laughed. "He's modest." She latched her eyes on Issac's. His rosy hues searched hers. "But you did. You made me feel safe, and you took care of my arm." She squeezed his hand tightly as he stood there stunned. "You are a special friend to me, Issac, and what you did for me today means so much to me." Tears ran down her face with emotion. "I was so scared, and there you were." Arthur and Napoleon watched silently as she poured her heart out to Issac.

"How are you like this?" He asked her with curiosity. "You went through a life-altering event, and you're thanking me?" Finally, he smiled, "You are a special friend to me, too." He repeated her words back to her. He could see how tired she still looked, and he released her hand, putting it on the bed and patting the top. "You need to rest" She knew he was right, her whole body ached with fatigue. "Will you come back later?" A knot formed in Arthur's stomach. Had she loved Issac this entire time? Had he been chasing after her in vain? "Yes," His gaze went to Napoleon and Arthur. "Shall we?" They all walked out of the room, and Arthur took a long look at her before closing the door.

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nobunagas-chatelaine · 2 years

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Good god

Jean : *standing on a balcony and sneezes* Napoleon : *standing on the roof* Bless you. Jean : God?!

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Hello! I can’t believe the rude anon the other day!! :( some people are so rude!! But the weekend event is exciting! if you’re still taking requests, would you write quality time with Leonardo? I feel like quality time with him would be so relaxing! Painting or reading together, or one of the other million things Leo can do! Even just napping together would be so nice and chill. Thank you for hosting events like these! They’re always so fun <3

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Hi anon! Thanks for the sweet thought <3 Am fine though so no worries, it takes more than that to bring me down!

Honestly I was so excited to see an ikevamp request for this event because it's been a hot minute since I last wrote anything for this :,) So when I saw both Theo and Leo stand in my inbox I was so happy to deliver!

Leonardo is indeed huge on quality time! And thank you so much for sending in a request <3

genre: fluff

warnings: none

As a pure blooded vampire, Leonardo is aware of how precious time is. Not to him, he has plenty of it. But human life is fleeting, in comparison to the thousand years he’s lived and still has ahead of him. So every tick of his wrist watch reminds him of how little time he has with you. Of how little time he has with you in the grand scheme of things.

A big part of him tries to forget about this, the idea of a life without you, something he cannot fathom, something he does not want to imagine. For the moment he does his heart plummets down to his stomach and his lungs press to his throat.

And he knows that dwelling on this wouldn’t do either of you any good. For there is no use in wishing time could stop when time has no other master but itself.

So Leonardo settles for enjoying every day, every hour, every minute and every second he gets to spend by your side.

It does not matter what you are doing, as long as he is by your side, as long as he can see your smile and hear your voice, his world lives through your eyes.

Sometimes you just sit together in his room or in the library, book in hand and Lumière on your lap, Leonardo’s head resting on your shoulder as you read to him. He doesn’t care about the genre, anything suits him as long as you are the one reading.

“A fairy tale book, Cara Mia?” He says, inspecting the title and summary of the book you had just retrieved from one of the many shelves in Comte’s mansion’s library.

“Yes, I often read this book as a kid!” You beam at him, a bright smile that fills his chest with warmth.

“Okay then, let us begin.”

And the two of you sit together, Leonardo’s attention swinging between the expressions on your features and the story.

Sometimes it is him teaching you one of his many skills. Varying from painting, to chess, to repairing things to fabricking new things out of scratch.

“Gosh I can’t do this!” Your hands fall at your side, shoulders sagging as you stare disapprovingly at the broken watch in front of you.

Leonardo allows himself a chuckle, gently looping his arms around you from behind and scooping the broken mechanism in his hands, “Now, now, now. No need to get frustrated, Cara. Look.”

And he doesn’t care how much time it takes for you to understand or get the hang of it, simply happy to share his knowledge with you and watch you acquire new skills by his side.

“See? Was it worth giving me that pout?”

Leonardo is all for partaking in your hobbies too, whatever they may be. Even if he is not good at it. If just for a sight of your smile.

“Santo Cielo, what have I done to deserve such a beautiful smile?”

And sometimes it is just him following you into the streets of Paris to run errands when his time table allows it, which is pretty often. The two of you aren’t doing anything special per se, simply enjoying one another’s presence as you do what you have to do and carry on with your day.

“Let me carry this for you, Cara Mia.” Leonardo’s hands cover your own as he fetches the bag from your hands, “Now where do we need to go next?”

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candied-boys · 1 year

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Catboy Charles x F!Reader - Part 1

Chapter Tags: fluffy fluff, a little French, Charles is a street cat, injury and trip to the vet :(

Long since having dipped below the horizon, the last rays of sunshine had disappeared by the time the movers left. The drive to your new - albeit tiny - apartment in Paris consumed more hours than you had expected to pay for. Thus, the moment the last box was out of the truck you rushed them off, leaving the furniture for you to put back together yourself.

With no table to dine upon and no food in the fridge, you make your way down five levels of the old wooden staircase and out to the street. Walking towards the main road, you pray one of the few places you spotted on your way in will still be open. Unsurprisingly, the grocer is already closed, as are the shops, cafes, and bistros.

However, brasseries can usually be counted on for their late closing hours, and fortunately, the nearest one still has a few tables available outside. So, you slip into a wicker chair - legs melting with exhaustion as you sit for the first time in hours - and wait for a server.

Though you almost fail to notice for how feeble you feel, something soft curls around your ankle beneath the table. Peeking down between your feet, you find nothing. Neither do you spot anything on either side of the chair. Only when a server approaches you do you see a little grey cat wind itself through the legs of the young man here to take your order.

“Charles, oust! Dégage!” the waiter shoos the cat away with a smile. “You come back later and I'll give you some scraps. Leave the customers alone.”

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Catching only a glimpse of pale blue eyes before the cat scurries away, you turn your gaze up to order a drink and the plat du jour. Halfway through scarfing down the only meal you've had since breakfast, you find the same glassy orbs from earlier staring up at you.

Shamelessly, the little cat stands up against the chair to paw at your thigh, but when you drop a morsel on the ground for him you soon realize it's not food he's after. Rubbing his cheeks on the legs of the chair and meandering through your feet, he makes a show of begging for affection. When you let your arm dangle over the edge, he quickly nudges his ear into your palm. By the time you polish off your plate, the little grey cat has already hopped into your lap.

Swirling your drink in one hand, you scratch his chin leisurely with the other. “Charles was it?” you ask rhetorically. “That's a nice name. I wonder who you belong to…”

Over his soft purr, a voice answers, “Charles is actually a stray, but everyone on this street spoils him.”

“Really? He's very clean for being a street cat,” you reply to the server.

“And very affectionate. I suspect he has more than a few places he calls home,” the handsome waiter chuckles and pats the creature before walking away with the empty dishes.

Setting the cat on the ground, you confess in a whisper, “Wish I could take you home. It would make moving out on my own much less lonely.” And with one last pet, you leave your payment on the table and head back to your new home.

As you adjust to the quirks of your little neighbourhood, you discover that Charles is loved by many of the locals and shop owners alike. Waiting in the morning boulangerie lineup, you spot him being given a bowl of fresh milk across the way. On your way home from work, you glimpse him stealing attention from a few bistro patrons sitting outside. At dusk, you even find him in the park when you go for a stroll.

Weeks go by and the little grey cat weaves his way into your life too. Yet the more time you spend with him, the more you wonder if anyone is really looking after him. Despite the amount of food he likely receives, he seems to be growing thinner. When he shows up at the café one afternoon with knicks out of his ear and won't let you scratch his cheek, it becomes obvious that he really is an alley cat.

The next evening, he seems more languid than usual, and the day after he looks quite unkempt. Three days later, you find him on a park bench curled up in the sun. Had you not watched him deteriorate, he might simply appear to be enjoying a cat nap. But you know he's very sick when he doesn't lift his head to look at you as you pet him.

Pulling out your phone from your jacket pocket as you take it off, you call for an uber, then wrap up the little body and hold him close. Whispering that he'll be okay, that he won't be alone anymore, that you'll look after him from now on, you wait. At length, you arrive at the nearest vet clinic that accepts emergency drop-ins.

“To be honest, miss, I strongly advise against treating street cats. His current condition is bad enough - he has worms and needs surgery to empty the puss that's grown under the wounds - but even if he should recover, he undoubtedly will have more underlying issues from living such a harsh life. The expenses are sure to grow exponentially. It would be much wiser to put him out of his misery here and now than to drag both him and yourself through the proverbial swamp.”

Choking back tears, the warning rolls through you again and again. But, as you bend down to look into those pale blue eyes, you can't help but feel that they're pleading, that there's a longing to stay alive, that he wouldn't choose death for himself if there were any hope left.

“Charles deserves to be loved. He's given nothing but love to everyone around him.”

“You do know that letting go is also a part of love, miss?” the veterinarian counsels.

With an indignant huff, you answer, “Not today, it's not,” and pull your credit card from your wallet.

Part 2

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voltage-vixen · 1 year

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Chocolate Euphoria (NSFW)

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing: Vlad x f!MC

Prompt: Feeding them a chocolate covered strawberry with the mouth

Warnings: NSFW, vaginal penetration, oral sex

This is an entry for @chaosangel767 & @xxsycamore Be My Valentine CCC! Thanks for hosting this! <3

Her fingers feverishly curled into the sheets as a sensuous moan pursued through the crease of MC’s lips. Still swollen from the nibbles and caresses Vlad’s masterful mouth enraptured on her moments prior from when the sweetness of the chocolate covered strawberry he fed her from him tickled her taste buds.

Bare and exposed, the curves that composed the canvas of the body that Vlad relished in worshiping was hot to the touch, whilst beads of perspiration slickened onto her skin left MC glistening from the aftermath of their lovemaking session. With her heart madly pounding, the core in her lower belly quivering from the prior peak she reached courtesy of Vlad, and the hastiness of her breath now finally reaching a steady, MC was grounded in a blissful state of sweetness. Despite losing himself entirely in his exhibitions only minutes earlier when ensuring that MC was instilled with nothing but pleasure, Vlad had already once again consumed the vacancy between her legs. His tongue slid along the lines of MC’s folds, chilled from the chocolatey dessert that was formerly in his mouth. Each stroke tantalizing enough to steadily draw out the lick of each drop of arousal. The sounds of appreciation coming from her were enticing enough for Vlad to sneak a glance at the women succumbing to his fondles. Wanting to drown the woman deeper in the pool of ecstasy, Vlad cautiously plunged a finger into her opening where his tongue had recently been occupying.

“Vlad, please wait,” MC huffed, biting the side of her cheek in a fierceness to fight back the urge to moan at the welcomed intrusion into the silkiness of her heat. Concerned that something was truly amiss with MC, Vlad withdrew from his mission, and gazed at her in concern. He snaked his way up her abdomen until he was hovering inches from her face.

Vlad shuddered at the heat of her breath trickling down his neck as she planted a kiss on his shoulder. He drew a loud gasp when MC’s hand traveled down the length of his body and rested on his hip. Her finger grazed provocative circles on that little-known sensitive spot of his frame, eliciting him to buck forward, closer to MC and eliminating the distance between them.

“I only wanted an opportunity to return the favor you’ve already kindly bestowed upon me, " MC crooned. “Allow me to instill my own sweetness upon you.”

Another buck forward from Vlad and this time MC is the one to gasp, because she feels him more evidently than before. She feels him against the soft flesh of her abdomen, and goodness, is he hard. Hard and ready; and she was more than ready to enjoin herself with him again.

“My darling, it was my intent to spoil you this eve,” Vlad’s voice trailed off, his resolve weakening when she climbed onto his lap and purposely brushed her entrance against his erection. Entangling her legs around his waist, MC wrapped around him and touched their foreheads together.

“No,” MC softly voiced her protest, tenderly chewing on the bottom of his lip and sneaking in kisses on the occasion. “We’re partners. Our priority should be beholden to one another.”

Not needing consent twice to oblige MC’s request, Vlad surrounded the temptation by latching his hands onto the curves of her waist. With a roll of his hips, Vlad gently thrusted into MC. Both were groaning at the tingling warm sensation that immersed their bodies as they became one.

“Consider it a promise then,” Vlad agreed, the sound of their skin slapping together drowning out all other sounds sans the intensity of their whimpers and cries ringing louder. Vlad placed one hand to support the back of MC’s head, as he willed each of his movements to convey the expression of devotion he held for her.

His adoration raced through the pulse of his veins, praying they channeled into MC while he kept lunging deeper and deeper into the embrace of her warmth encompassing him.

He rocked his pelvis up to meet her bouncing motions, nipping at her breasts that were swaying in rhythm in tune to the electrifying palpations strumming a burning awakening the sensations bundled in his nerves. This feeling was common just before Vlad reached orgasm, and he sharply grunted to contain himself from reaching that high before MC attained her own nirvana.

Fortunately for Vlad, MC wasn’t far behind him in their journey to push each beyond the brink of satisfaction. Her lower lip dripped down as her walls fluttered in a snug embrace around his cock. Following her cue, Vlad felt himself expand within MC, her walls comfortably stretching to accommodate his newfound enlarging size.

Tears wet MC’s eyes as her lungs burned from the euphoria pulsating through her body. Vlad’s dexterous fingers made sweeping flicks at the sweet bundle of nerves yearning to melt into her lover’s hands. She was always sensitive when she was playing with herself while daydreaming of Vlad, but her level of sensitivity was heightened under his skillful petting. Ascending her hips even higher to crash harder down onto him, the novelty of the intensity seared a gratifying shock that rippled within her body, causing MC to fall limp into Vlad’s arms.

“Are you alright, my love?” he questioned, the pad of his thumb skimming the lingering teardrops on her eyelashes. Shifting himself down onto the mattress, Vlad pulled MC into his chest, encircling his arms around her.

“Of course, I am,” MC drowsily replied, her eyelids suddenly drooping heavily. Threatening to fall victim to the exhaustion of their recent activities, Vlad reached for the plate on the nightstand beside them. Snatching another sugary strawberry, his tongue lapped at the chocolate covered shell.

“Ah, for it is I that is the fortunate one,” Vlad countered to the sleepy woman. “You’re truly my savior.”

Combing his fingers through her hair one final time, Vlad pressed a kiss to her temple before placing the strawberry between the crook of his lips.

“Perhaps I could tempt you to another round?”

MC’s once heavy eyelids sprang open with a readiness as her partner inched closer to her face. The stamina of a pureblood vampire was a trait she was beyond grateful for. The pleasant soreness settled in her lower body seemed to fade away once the chocolatey dessert passed through her lips.

“Hmm,” MC murmured her consent, nibbling at the treat.

Their kisses exchanged were infused with a sweetness combined from their passions, and the sugary rush of the chocolate covered strawberry in honor of the holiday of love.

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